Laura 1

Laura joined the clinical study because doctors told her that she had a genetic defect that could result in bone and muscle loss as she aged. It was set up as a long-term preventive program with a new experimental pharmaceutical. She applied and was accepted into the testing program. The thing that I was most concerned about, but she assured me it was okay, is that there are no serious side effects from taking the medication.

My birthday came around on the 23rd. That night Laura gave me a great blowjob. I don't know about your relationship, but while our sex is great, I've noticed over time that Laura has been less active in the giving head department. But she was in super form that night. She was hitting all the right buttons and I came with a huge load. She's usually not fond of swallowing, but I think the speed that I came with might of surprised her. Anyway, she was a good trouper and took it all.

After she finished she tapped me on the cheek, "I'll have to remember tonight's dinner menu," she purred, "You tasted really good tonight."

I drifted off to sleep almost immediately. About half an hour later I was awakened by Laura's body pouncing on top of me. "Round two," she growled sexily. The room was pitch black, but I felt her grabbing my wrists and yanking my arms out to the side. I was momentarily stunned when I found I couldn't move my arms. Hell, I must've outweighed her by 50 pounds and I keep myself in pretty good shape.

But my consternation was swept aside by the passion of the moment. Damn was Laura hot to fuck! She slid me inside her and started fucking me like a woman possessed. She was pounding me hard and fast. Then she started rubbing her boobs against my face. I obliged her by taking a nipple in my mouth and flicking it with my tongue while I sucked on the tit flesh. Jeez, that set her off like crazy! She started orgasming and just kept having one after another as she fucked me crazy. When I finally shot my load she screamed in ecstasy and almost passed out from the intense pleasure.

The next morning we chatted about how great the sex had been the night before.

"What got into you for round two?" I asked.

"I don't know!" Laura answered. "It was like all of a sudden I just felt so strong and so horny! I swear my muscles felt bigger. I just had this urge to use them and to fuck you silly."

"That you did," I grinned.

"And my nipples! Wow, are they sensitive. Shit, that felt good." She rolled on top of me playfully. "Want round three?" she laughed.

The next weekend Laura came over and we had had dinner. We were both sitting watching TV in my media room. We both had robes on, but nothing underneath. I remember it was around twenty before 9:00 when Laura slid her hand under my robe and started massaging my cock.

She usually doesn't fool around when we're watching TV, but I wasn't about to question it or complain when she unfastened my sash, opened the robe, bent over and started sucking me off. She was really getting into it, taking my balls in her mouth, rolling her tongue all over the head, sucking and pumping away. Damn it was too good! She got me off in no time, taking another big load and swallowing every drop.

"Wow. Thanks! What did I do to deserve that?"

"Oh, I don't know. I was in the mood and you've been a good boy. And damn if that didn't taste nice too. Dinner was different than your birthday. I guess you're just improving with age."

I know it was only twenty minutes later because the shows changed on TV when Laura stood up and opened her robe wide. "See anything you like, lover boy? Or do you want to watch reruns?"

I'd barely started to stand up when Laura leaned over, grabbed the lapels of my robe and yanked me right up off the sofa. I thought I'd made it easier for her wanting to get up myself, but it seemed funny she pulled me up so fast.

Once again my analytical mind was overshadowed by my cock and my horny girlfriend. She pulled us down on the rug, unfastened my robe again, and then rolled us over so I was on top of her. I was hard as steel and she guided my rigid tool into her wet waiting pussy. She was hot and very wet already.

The second my cock was buried in her to the hilt I felt her legs swinging over mine. I went to start thrusting when I realized her legs were holding me tight. I couldn't move in and out of her.

A lust crazed voice inside my head was saying "How the fuck is she doing that?" but that thought was interrupted by Laura whispering in my ear.

"Stay where you are and I'll take care of milking that hard cock of yours. You concentrate on my sensitive nipples."

The second my tongue touched her erect nipple; it was like flicking the switch on a super fuck ride. Boy, did Laura take off! She was moaning and grinding against me and giving me quite a ride thrusting and rolling her hips. Habit took over and I tried thrusting to get in sync with her, but I still couldn't move.

I really didn't have to, though, because Laura was doing a number milking my cock with her pussy muscles. She's always known how to use her privates to "squeeze to please" as she puts it, but she was definitely kicking it up several notches. Her vaginal contractions were stronger and faster than I remembered them and she just didn't stop. If I hadn't already shot my wad just twenty minutes before she'd have had me coming in record time, but this being our second go round, I managed to last inside her until she had had another large number of powerful climaxes.

The next morning I decided I'd like another session and Laura was definitely in the mood too, but when she tried holding me down with her legs she found she couldn't. We got too involved with fucking to bother figuring out how she'd been able to do it the night before.

A bit later that morning Laura was getting dressed, pulling on a clean top.

"Damn!" she exclaimed.

"What's the matter?"

"I just bought this from the catalog recently and it fit fine when I got it. But now that it's been washed once—according to directions I might add—the damn thing must have shrunk. It's gotten tighter in the sleeves. It used to be loose and comfy."

The next morning was a Monday. I was scheduled to leave for a weeklong business trip. I was awakened by Laura sucking enthusiastically on my morning hard on. The sight and feel of her taking all of me down her throat made me cum in a hurry, which was just as well because I'd overslept and had to race to shower and pack and head for the airport.

That night I talked to her at her apartment from my hotel room thanking her for my morning "treat."

"That's to keep you out of trouble, give you good reason to come back and keep you from fooling around with all those women who throw themselves at you while you're on the road," she teased.

"I might have to cut my trip short," I quipped. "So what'd you do today?"

"I was feeling really pumped after I left so I decided to hit the gym during lunch. God knows it's been at least two, three weeks since I went there. My trainer, Theresa, was pissed."

"Cause you hadn't been going to the gym?"

"No, she thought I'd hired a new trainer."

"Why?"

"She said I was lifting about 25 percent more than last visit and that it looked like I'd added muscle. I told her "no" and then she whispered to me about steroids and I had to laugh and ask her if it looked like I was on steroids."

"Like there's any chance of that with you looking as gorgeous as you do," I said.

"Sweet talk me over the phone when I can't fuck you? You trying to frustrate your horny little girlfriend? You want me hunting down some man candy to ravage while you're gone?"

"Of course not."

"You'll take care of me when you get home then. I must admit, though, I did feel different - stronger - today. Felt real good. I guess I should be going to the gym more often again."

The week of business meetings seemed to fly by and early Friday evening I got back home. I walked through the front door and was greeted by Laura standing there in a very sexy diaphanous negligee.

After hugs, kisses and greetings I asked her if her outfit was new. I didn't remember it.

"Yeah, you like?"

"Duh, what do you think?"

"I got it this week. Turns out I had to buy all new lingerie."

"How come? Washing machine eat them?"

"No. My bras were bothering me so I went to Nordstrom's and their fitter said I needed new bras."

"That's what they pay her to say to women, isn't it?"

"Well sure, but I really did need them. Seems like your little girl got bigger. A "B" cup is too small for me now. Depending on who's making the bra, I'm wearing a "C" or "D"."

"I'm sure you'll learn how to live with them," I grinned slyly. Laura knows that I have a thing for breasts, even though I was always happy with hers because they're quite firm.

"Yeah. And I don't imagine I'll hear any complaints from you."

"No. I guess I'll learn to live with them too."

"See if this helps you adjust," she laughed, grabbing my arm and pulling me into my home office just off the foyer. She playfully pushed me onto a leather wing chair. She spread my legs apart and knelt between them wasting no time unzipping me and pulling my pants and boxers down around my ankles. She untied her negligee, allowing it to fall open in front.

Without saying a word she leaned forward and began fucking my already raging boner with her tits. I was in shock. Laura had never tried to tit fuck me before and to be honest I'd never had any girl treat me to that trick. This fantasy coming true before my eyes was erotic dynamite and I had a short fuse. She'd been working on me for less than a minute when I started to cum. Laura could see my reaction and she bent over at the last second and had me ejaculate in her mouth. Once again I shot a huge load and once again she swallowed it all.

"Didn't want any stains on your nice leather chair," she grinned.

"Fucking wow!" was the best I could muster. We sat there for another couple of minutes while I regained my senses.