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Monday, July 2, 2012, 3:35:25 PM- Marrakech - Part 5
Emma's pussy was pink, wet and wide open from my tongue lashing. Feeling Emma spasm against my face, I gradually pulled my face away from her dripping cunt. She looked down at me, her face flushed and breath coming in huge gasps.

"I want you - now," she moaned at me, and I moved to mount her. "No," she said, "from behind - I want you to fuck me from behind." Emma raised herself up on to all fours, dropping her head to the pillow, and my cock jerked at the sight of her dripping, shaven pussy and exposed asshole. I knelt behind her, and positioned the head of my throbbing cock against her wet, hot hole. I felt her whole body tense as she anticipated my 11 inches, and the thought that here I was, about to doggy fuck my lovely Emma made my cock swell.

I pushed my dick slowly inside Emma, feeling her muscles grip and relax as my length buried itself in her. I gradually moved forward until I touched her cervix, and Emma groaned in pleasure. I savoured the moment - Emma's pussy lips wrapped tightly around the thickness of my cock, her ass cheeks round and smooth in front of me. I begain easing in and out, slowly at first as I felt her pussy relax and pulse around me. Then harder as her pussy juices began to oil me, and the occasional squelch of pussy cream coated my huge, thick cock.

TBC
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Monday, February 27, 2012, 9:53:14 AM- Marrakech - Part 4
Nervously I reached out for Emma's left breast, just as her hand wrapped itself around my cock. We both laughed, nervously, and my laugh became an involuntary groan as Emma's soft warm hand gripped my shaft hard. My hand lifted Emma's heavy breast, soft yet full and solid. As my fingers grazed her nipple it reacted by becoming even harder, and Emma's breath became ragged. Emma now took my cock in both hands, revelling in the fact she could easily fit both along its length, and I bent my head to kiss her full on her parted mouth. Her tongue was hot and darting, and my cock butted her stomach and the underneath of her breasts as we embraced. My hands felt her huge boobs splayed against my chest, and I turned so that Emma could continue to wank me.

I finally held Emma's wrist, and sat her down on the bed, scattering the photos onto the floor. My cock bobbed a second in her face, before, almost instinctively, Emma opened her lips and took my engorged head deep into her mouth. Sian had never done this - this, the most basic of man's desires - but Emma hungrily wanked my shaft as she sucked on my cock, her cheeks bulging with my girth. With one hand she cupped my shaven balls, and her middle finger found its way to my asshole, probing me.

Reluctantly I pulled my hips back and my cock away from her hungry mouth. I wanted to taste that pussy! I eased Emma back onto the bed, and as I moved my head down her stomach, she parted her long legs, exposing her shaven, beautiful pussy. As I edged my tongue nearer to her hole, I could feel the heat and smell her excitement. Easing her outer lips apart with my fingers, I slipped the tip of my tongue inside her, tasting her slick, oily juices, the most wonderful taste in the world. With my thumb and tongue in concert, I played with her hard, coral pink clitoris, now proudly free of its sheath, and buried my middle finger deep inside her hot pussy. Like a starving man I sucked and licked and thumbed her clit, until, suddenly, with a sharp moan, Emma came with a flood of juices on my face and tongue. Writhing and clamping her legs to my head, I pushed my tongue deep inside her, drinking as she came, copiously, strongly ...

TBC
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Sunday, February 26, 2012, 1:24:31 PM- Marrakech - Part 3
Emma stopped, stock-still as she struggled to take in what lay before her - her gorgeous nephew, massive thick cock in hand, wanking over those pictures - those pictures! - taken of her by her ex-lover to show her how beautiful she was ... her heart thumped wildly as she heard her nephew give an involuntary groan as he saw her naked pussy spread wide before him, shamelessly wet and wanton. And that enormous cock, erect and throbbing with lust for her!

Suddenly Richard caught sight of her, and time seemed to slow ... should she turn and flee, should she scream and shout, throw him out of her house? The decision was reached in a heartbeat - she smiled through her blushes ...

"Fucking hell, Richard - look at the size of you!" she blurted. Emma dropped the shopping bags and made a bold move toward him, her eyes on his huge thick dick, as she slipped a hand down the front of her trousers to her dripping wet, slippery pussy. "Do you want to see me, for real?" she asked, finally looking him in the eyes. Richard could only nod, dumbly, as his hand stayed on his cock.

Emma lifted her shirt over her head, her huge boobs and large nipples exposed to Richard's devouring eyes. Weighty yet firm, her large breasts hung magnificently in front of her, bobbing with her movement. Then she slipped her trousers straight to the floor, bending in front of him and showing him her exciting cleavage, before standing back up, showing Richard her freshly shaven cunt and mons. Richard continued pumping his huge cock, now throbbing and swollen red, and he stood up before Emma, cock disgustingly pointing directly at her enormous tits.

TBC
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Monday, November 21, 2011, 5:27:07 PM- Marrakech - part 2
I awoke with a start as something in my room made a noise - turning my head bleary with sleep I saw Emma, standing a few feet away, adjusting the front of her trousers. I suddenly realised that I was also very naked - the sheet having been thrown off in the night. I grabbed the sheet and what was left of my dignity, noticing the embarrassed flush on Emma's face.

"Hi Richard," Emma said "Sorry if I was disturbing, but I just wanted you to know I'm heading out for some breakfast stuff, and will pop into the office in town to collect some files. I'll be about an hour, so feel free to have a bath in the main bathroom, or if you want a shower then use my en-suite. Did you sleep long ... well?"

Was it my imagination or had Emma stammered over the "long"? I could feel I was semi-hard, but surely she wouldn't have seen from the doorway? I mumbled that I'd grab a shower, and Emma disappeared out, almost colliding with the door jamb. Had she seen me naked? Would she have seen my semi?

I heard the front door shut, and ligered a while in bed. To think that 24 hours ago I'd been in my flat in murky, wet Manchester, absorbed in the betrayal by Sian. Well, for accuracy's sake, 24 hours ago I'd been watching a porno, a range of mags spread over the bed, cock in hand having a wank over lovely Em. I'd fancied her for years, and being only in her mid-30s she was still hot as hell. Her tits were big, but firm, and if I was any judge they hadn't needed a bra this morning! I could feel my cock getting harder as I imagined if Emma had been looking at my cock - would she know that fully hard I was nearly 11 inches long and thicker than my wrist? Would she have fantasised about sucking me deep into her throat, giving me a tit-fuck? My cock rose before me, swelling harder as I wrapped my fist around it, giving a couple of pumps of my hand until it was at full stretch, foreskin stretched tight around the bulbous head ....

But I had to get up. Last thing I needed was my aunt dropping in again with this thing bobbing hugely in front of me. I grabbed the towel Emma had left for me, and made my way to her bedroom.

Emma's bedroom was light and airy, with a huge king size bed and moroccan lamps on all tables and hanging from the ceiling. The en-suite was lavish - Emma had made her money early in property and was living a good life here in North Africa. As I soaped my body under the steaming shower, images of Emma's body came to mind - no kids, so she'd still be tight, a great arse and of course those tits - this hard-on wasn't going anywhere!

Frustrated, I turned off the shower and dried myself off - seeing my cock in the mirror, still throbbing with desire. I stepped into Emma's bedroom, and I made my way to her bedside table. Bingo! Top drawer, vibrator - no real surprise. What was more of a surprise was that it was big, a black cock that must have been about 9 inches. I smiled at the thought of what she'd say if she caught a glimpse of me now, the vibrator in my hand dwarfed by my own hard cock. Putting it back in the drawer, I saw an envelope, and - shamelessly - opened it. Well, well! Pictures that would never grace the pages of a family album - Emma, nude, smiling into the camer and blushing. Then more daring - sat naked on a chair, then sat naked on a chair with her legs spread a beautifully shaven, tight pink pussy peeking out ... wow. My hand was on my cock as I looked longingly at each picture, the blood pounding in my ears, oblivious of everything ...

Oblivous even of Emma standing in the doorway, shopping bag in hand, her mouth a perfect O of surprise as she looked at my huge cock, hard as hell over pictures of her ...

TBC ....
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Thursday, November 17, 2011, 4:53:10 PM- Marrakech - part one
Emma lay restless in bed, knowing that just a few feet away in her guest bed was the 19 year old son of her best friend, newly arrived from England. The phonecall had been unexpected but not unwanted - could Richard come to stay with you, Em, as he really needs a break from it all. The girl-who-cannot-be-named had broken his heart, and Richard was taking it badly. A few weeks in Marrakech with his favourite MILF would just get him back on his feet ... is there any chance?

Of course the answer had been yes. Richard was Emma's favourite too - back from when he was sweet, long-eyelashed choirboy to the shock of seeing him at his last birthday - those long eyelashes framing blue-green eyes, and a strong athletic body and jeans that seemed to hold in a gorgeous butt and a promise of a large cock ...

Emma swatted the image away like a buzzing mosquito. For god's sake, the boy was 15 years younger! But he had looked stunning the night before, as he arrived at the airport, a sad face that had come to life as he spotted Emma waiting amongst the ever-eager porters. The evening had been over quickly - Richard really was washed out, and an early night after a welcome glass of wine and snack had been in order.

That delicious bulge was definitely there though - as Richard had hugged Emma good night, a strong hand on her waist as he held her close for a moment, and she would swear that she felt a semi in there ...

No good, Emma thought as she jumped out of her tousled bed. I'll check he's OK then go down to the patisserie for some fresh croissants and some new coffee.

Richard's door was closed as Emma came down the hallway, having quickly thrown on a shirt and lose trousers. No bra or panties - her large tits were still firm enough to get away with it, and as she'd probably be in the pool later she hadn't bothered with knickers after her quick shower.

She knocked gently at the door, but no sound came from within. Turning the handle slowly, Emma peered in to Richard's room. Richard had slept soundly but had obviously found the room too warm - the quilt was on the floor and only the sheet remained. As Emma looked in Richard seemed to stir, and moved the sheet with him as he turned away form the door, revealing his firm bum and muscular thighs. Emma had a deep intake of breath. What an ass! As she stared at the smooth skin of Richard's bum, Richard threw out an arm, and the sheet fell completely away from his body. Not daring to breathe, Emma tip-toed a little into the room, and looked over Richard's body. Fuck me! she thought - Richard's enormous cock was lying, half erect, and had to be a good 8 inches even in that state, and thicker than her wrist. Emma felt her pulse race and her pussy spasm ... what had his girlfriend been thinking??

Reassured that Richard was fast asleep, Emma dared to move a step closer to the bed. Richard obvioulsy kept himself shaved, as the enormous cock and balls were competely hairless. It was a beautiful cock - the foreskin half-back, revealing a beautiful plum coloured head. Emma couldn't help it - her hand felt for her pussy beneath her trousers, feeling the heat of her own shaven sex. Aching with desire, she allowed herself to put her fingers inside her trousers, and used her own juices to moisten her hard clit, imagining that huge cock rising up and burying itself deep inside her pussy, her mouth, between her tits ... she didn't manage to stifle the slight moan that the thoughts evoked ... and Richard woke suddenly, and turned towards her ...

To be continued ....

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