9181 posts 11/24/2011 4:58 am
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one more glass of lemonade?...
One more glass of lemonade?...
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know.
God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray,
Hey, hey, hey
"Mrs. Robinson"
Simon & Garfunkel
Jimmy had just turned 17... He had lived in the same neighborhood all his life. It was a quiet place. Typically suburban. Streets lined with trees. Front yards with nicely trimmed lawns and colorful flowerbeds. He knew every house. Ever since his first paper route. Jimmy was old enough to drive now but he was still riding his bike... saving money to buy a car... any car. He was working every job he could... bussing tables at the local restaurant... mowing lawns... running errands. Jimmy wanted a car. Not just for freedom of mobility... A car to him symbolized independence.
Jimmy had recently met Charlie Richardson, the new in town. Charlie had just transferred to the school. He was the basketball star. He wasn't too tall but he was fast as lightning and accurate as a neurosurgeon. He also had a very hot mom. Whenever Jimmy went to Charlie's house he couldn't keep his eyes off Mrs. Richardson. Her ample breasts. Her long auburn hair. Her smile. And her oh-so-sexy voice whenever she announced that she asked them whether they wanted some more lemonade...
Jimmy rode his bike to Charlie's house. They were going to study together... for a science quiz. It was an unbearably hot day. And Jimmy's mind was anywhere but on that quiz. He felt a little horny. The hot sun always had that effect on him. He left his bike in the back yard. And knocked on the kitchen door. Like he always did. Mrs. Richardson was there alone. Wearing a light blue summer dress that revealed her impressive figure. She was pouring some lemonade in a glass half-filled with ice cubes.
"Hello, Mrs. Richardson", he said in his usual polite voice. "Jimmy... come on in", she answered... her voice ever so soft and melodic. Jimmy entered but saw no sign of Charlie. "Oh, Charlie just called. The basketball coach kept them for extra practice. Apparently he wasn't too happy with their last performance. He won't be home for at least another couple of hours". Jimmy was a little bummed. He had to ride his bike back home in the simmering sunlight now. Mrs. Richardson read his mind.
"You can wait for him here", she offered. "It's nice and cool in our living room... and you can start your studying session alone. Here, let me pour you some lemonade". Jimmy smiled and thanked her. He was so thirsty. But as Mrs. Richardson bent over he caught a glimpse of her breasts. He froze. His gaze was just fixed. He stood there silent, trying to bring the glass with the lemonade to his lips without spilling it all over him. Her voice pierced his ears...
"Jimmy!"... she was full of mischief now... "Jimmy!", she said again. He didn't say anything... but followed her eyes... which were directed to his crotch! Jimmy was stunned. He had the biggest erection ever. His cock was stretching the fabric of his shorts... and the tip of him was all but exposed. He turned fifteen shades of red. He took a huge gulp of lemonade. Hoping it would cool him off. It didn't. "I... I... I am so sorry", he muttered and tried to leave. But Mrs. Richardson was too quick. She grabbed him by the hand. "No. Stay", she said... her voice full of authority now. "And don't apologize. There is nothing wrong with that. There is absolutely nothing wrong".
"But Mrs. Richardson", Jimmy started to say. Her finger silenced his lips. "Under the circumstances you must call me Vicky", she said playfully. Jimmy couldn't help but smile. She grabbed him by the back of the neck. And kissed him. Oh my... "Can this really be happening?", he thought to himself. But his silent question was answered instantly. Vicky's hand was now grabbing his cock fully. She was stroking him over his shorts. God, it felt good. He had fantasized about it many times. But never in his wildest dreams did he think this moment would come. Her hand pulled down the zipper. Brought his cock out. And continued to stroke. Jimmy thought he would burst. And then... and then... Vicky sat on one of the kitchen chairs. And slowly took his cock in her mouth. Jimmy gasped. He tried to say something. He couldn't. Her mouth was a<b> wet dream. </font></b>Her tongue was slowly going up and down his shaft, her lips tenderly engulfing him. He started shaking.
"I... I am going to...", he never finished the sentence. He started coming. Violent eruptions of cum bursting through his cock. An orgasm far stronger than anyone he had ever had. Vicky was still on that chair. Her eyes closed. Her lips still tight around his cock. Swallowing hungrily. Happily. He closed his eyes... And finally breathed again. His face was still flushed. His cheeks redder than ever. And his cock just as hard.
Vicky finally gave his dick a quick little kiss and playfully let it slip out of her mouth. "Come with me", she finally said, a satisfied smile on her lips. She led him to the living room. Sat him on the couch. And continued stroking his cock. Jimmy took a better look at her. She was just radiant. The sexiest woman he had ever laid his eyes on. And she was so self-assured. There was no hesitation about her. She knew exactly what she was doing. Her touch excited him. Her sweet perfume drove him insane. Vicky kissed him again. "Relax", she said... "Do you like what I am doing?"... "God, yes", his answer came out of his lips before he had any time to think. There was nothing else on his mind now. He was just following Vicky down that new-found path to unspeakable pleasure. Now was not the time to ask questions.
Vicky straddled him. Her summer dress had come off by now. And Jimmy couldn't believe how great she looked. She brought his cock between her legs. Teased the tip of her clit with it. Then slowly took it between her pussy lips. And let it slide in. Inch by inch. Jimmy was wild now. Something inside him had finally awakened. He couldn't help himself. He grabbed Vicky by the neck. And kissed her passionately. The fire within him burning uncontrollably by now.
Vicky rocked her hips. Up and down she went... Her insides felt incredible. Soft. Warm. Moist. Squeezing him more and more. Guiding him to another orgasm. He took a deep breath... but before he could do anything, Vicky's head collapsed on his shoulder. She bit the back of his neck to muffle a scream. Her body was trembling. Her pussy tightening around him... her inside muscles fully contracted. Her fluids flowing down on his cock... then trickling down his balls. Then finally her body relaxed... and she kissed his lips again. Jimmy couldn't stop it. He erupted again. His cock throbbing inside her pussy... his sperm flooding her. "Mmmm... that feels so good", her voice was deeper now... he had never heard her sound like this.
She stopped kissing him. Got up. Quickly moved her head between his legs. And proceeded to lick his cock and balls clean from all their combined juices. Jimmy thought he would pass out. But instead Vicky licked her lips and kissed him again. Jimmy smiled but he was still motionless. He didn't know ecstasy like this existed. It had all happened so fast... And yet a warm glow of happiness had spread through his entire body. He was relaxed. And more confident than ever.
Vicky got up. Put her summer dress back on. Fixed her hair with a swift motion of her hair. "You seem thirsty. Would you like one more glass of lemonade?", she asked, a coy smile never leaving her lips...
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11/24/2011 5:24 am
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Was that fresh lemonade or the concentrated kind? It makes all the difference.
Did something like this ever happen to you?
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14543 posts 11/24/2011 7:42 am |
Un texte qui donne soif bisousssss Toot darling 
Audrey 
Il est un temps pour lutter et un autre pour jouir d'harmonie et Mon sac fesses Mon recueil Il y a des jours comme a et Site de rencontres [post 3089927]
It is a time to fight and another to enjoy harmony TITENOVICE [post 3089927]
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35813 posts 11/24/2011 11:14 am |
Whew. I think I need some lemonade now...
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1454 posts 11/24/2011 2:51 pm |
Ai! I think Jimmy must walk his bike home now instead of to ride it!
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:02 pm |
Quoting Opus_of_a_liar:
Was that fresh lemonade or the concentrated kind? It makes all the difference.
Did something like this ever happen to you?
Opus_of_a_liar
fresh. of course.
and, er... no, i didn't grow up in the suburbs, lol, i lived in the athens downtown...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:04 pm |
zoom442
mmm... glad you liked it. care for some lemonade?... 
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:06 pm |
countrygal4ever
it's a tempting thought, isn't it?... it's good to see you here.
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:07 pm |
Quoting TITENOVICE:
Un texte qui donne soif bisousssss Toot darling
Audrey
oui?... et qu'est-ce que tu voudras boire ma darling tite?...
bisoussss
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:08 pm |
would you like me to... er... squeeze you some?...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/24/2011 5:10 pm |
Quoting sandpearls:
Ai! I think Jimmy must walk his bike home now instead of to ride it!
ha ha... why do you say that? too painful?... don't worry, jimmy is a young kid... he can take it...
thanks.
filakia
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14543 posts 11/25/2011 4:07 am |
Quoting toothysmile:
oui?... et qu'est-ce que tu voudras boire ma darling tite?...
bisoussss
Laisse moi boire à ta source
Sur tes eaux me déployer
Prendre des ressources
Et me laisser enfin aller
Entrer dans ton univers
Être sans cesse en émoi
Boire tous tes vers
Mais je ne suis que bois
Enlève en moi ce vide
Me faisant voir le ciel
Ëtre ton essence infinie
Ëtre Tiphéreth
Viens dans mes racines
Être ton arbre de vie
Viens jusqu'à ma cime
Abreuve moi dans ton lit
Dans tes trois colonnes
Viens m'initier Ö mon Roi
Tout comme Salomon aima Saba
Fais de moi ta Reine, aime moi
TITENOVICE à darling Toot
Il est un temps pour lutter et un autre pour jouir d'harmonie et Mon sac fesses Mon recueil Il y a des jours comme a et Site de rencontres [post 3089927]
It is a time to fight and another to enjoy harmony TITENOVICE [post 3089927]
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4148 posts 11/25/2011 5:17 pm |
Jimmy is just a kid, but I guess Mrs.Richardson deserves a good spank for seducing a 17 years old! Dustin Hoffman was a College grad.adult in the movie not a high school kid..
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16539 posts 11/25/2011 10:08 pm |
Quoting TITENOVICE:
Laisse moi boire à ta source
Sur tes eaux me déployer
Prendre des ressources
Et me laisser enfin aller
Entrer dans ton univers
Être sans cesse en émoi
Boire tous tes vers
Mais je ne suis que bois
Enlève en moi ce vide
Me faisant voir le ciel
Ëtre ton essence infinie
Ëtre Tiphéreth
Viens dans mes racines
Être ton arbre de vie
Viens jusqu'à ma cime
Abreuve moi dans ton lit
Dans tes trois colonnes
Viens m'initier Ö mon Roi
Tout comme Salomon aima Saba
Fais de moi ta Reine, aime moi
TITENOVICE à darling Toot
ah... ca, c'est facile... viens boire a ma source, alors, ma tite.
bisous
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16539 posts 11/25/2011 10:14 pm |
Quoting whipedstrwbry:
Jimmy is just a kid, but I guess Mrs.Richardson deserves a good spank for seducing a 17 years old! Dustin Hoffman was a College grad.adult in the movie not a high school kid..
lol... yeah, maybe mrs. richardson deserves a spanking- i'm glad you noticed the similarities... however, in the dustin hoffman movie, anne bankcroft is his fiancee's mother... which is probably a greater sin. and i have a feeling there were no complaints from jimmy!
there is another movie called 'class' with jacqueline bisset, rob lowe and andrew mccarthy... ever watched that?... 
are you a movie buff?
thanks. kisses.
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36204 posts 11/26/2011 4:23 pm |
her mouth was a wet dream.. oh my.
that is a great line 
you did it to me once again 
If Love Is Not The Answer,
Then I Misunderstood The Question
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36204 posts 11/26/2011 4:40 pm |
I had to come back and tell ya that the image you have up there is driving me cause I think its anne margret but not sure and what dang movie did she wear that costume in its driving bonkers that I cant remember, ugh 
If Love Is Not The Answer,
Then I Misunderstood The Question
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4148 posts 11/26/2011 5:05 pm |
Yep I've seen that movie Class,a moviecholic here lol.
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3262 posts 11/26/2011 6:15 pm |
MMM now that makes me want to invite a young man over! kisses
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16539 posts 11/26/2011 6:46 pm |
curioustap
really?... for lemonade?... or something else?...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/26/2011 6:51 pm |
Quoting rm_loveslilies:
her mouth was a wet dream.. oh my.
that is a great line
you did it to me once again
loveslilies
did i?... moi?...
i bet your mouth is a wet dream lilz...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/26/2011 6:54 pm |
Quoting rm_loveslilies:
I had to come back and tell ya that the image you have up there is driving me cause I think its anne margret but not sure and what dang movie did she wear that costume in its driving bonkers that I cant remember, ugh
loveslilies
it is ann margret. i'm not sure if it's from a movie (could it be 1966's 'stagecoach'?) but it's a portrait by norman rockwell, one of my favorite illustrators.
you can look her up on imdb and see her list of movies... see if any of them rings a bell.
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/26/2011 6:55 pm |
Quoting whipedstrwbry:
Yep I've seen that movie Class,a moviecholic here lol.
well, then, that's one more thing you and i have in common...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/26/2011 6:57 pm |
Quoting streamsitter:
MMM now that makes me want to invite a young man over! kisses
in that case i'm sorry i'm no longer young, lol...
kisses.
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16539 posts 11/27/2011 4:36 am |
ninner1998
well, ain't that the darndest thing... so do i!...
kisses.
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36204 posts 11/27/2011 7:22 am |
Quoting toothysmile:
loveslilies
it is ann margret. i'm not sure if it's from a movie (could it be 1966's 'stagecoach'?) but it's a portrait by norman rockwell, one of my favorite illustrators.
you can look her up on imdb and see her list of movies... see if any of them rings a bell.
kisses.
it was stagecoach she was simply gorgeous.
If Love Is Not The Answer,
Then I Misunderstood The Question
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