Then out of the blue, Margie stood up and gave him a hug. She walked out of the bar and called me on her cell. Before I could react my cell rang. I thought it was Margie calling me and it was.
“Hey baby, did you enjoy the show?” She asked me.
“Oh my god, I can’t leave the bar right now. There is no way that I can stand up right now.”
“Very nice honey, I’m glad that I had that effect on both of you. By the way, my panties are soaked! Come out here soon and take me to dinner, I’m starving.”
“Well I would love to take you to dinner, if you can get away from your admirers.”
“I’ll be right there! And baby, I’m so wet!” She hung up.
I paid my bill and left to find my hot wife. Margie was on fire and it’s been years since I’ve seen her act this free. Have to say it was nice and I was happy Margie could allow herself to left go and enjoy herself. When I found Margie she looked nervous, but flushed. Her nipples were clearly visible as they were rock hard poking through.
Talk about walking on egg shells, how would Margie react to tonight? Would she be okay with what just happened, or would she be upset that I didn’t punch that guy’s lights out. When she saw me she jumped up to me and gave me a big hot kiss, which told me she was having a great night! That put my nerves at ease.
When she pulled back, “Babe, I had so much fun. Hope that you’re not upset?”
“Please no way. I enjoyed watching every minute.”
“I felt so safe, knowing that you were there. It’s nice to know that you were there to protect me and that I could just let go and have a little naughty fun.”
“Margie, do you know that I think you’re the sexiest woman alive? The reason why I’m not overly jealous is that I know you will be in my bed, next to me at night. I love you like I’ve never loved another.”
She kissed me, “Oh baby, I love you to!”
We walked over to restaurant and the hostess sat us down right away. Dinner was great and felt that we really bonded. We talked about our plans and Margie kept steering the conversation towards sex which is something she normally never does. She wanted to know how I felt watching her. Then she wanted to know if I could really watch her with another man and still love her.
Margie told me she had a lot of fun flirting and was feeling on cloud nine. She felt safe knowing that I was right there to protect her. She then asked me if I wanted to go back to the bar for some fun! While she said that she placed her panties on the table. Who was this woman? Where was my conservative wife? I kissed her and once the check was paid we left for the bar!
Margie asked me to walk in first, that she was going to find the ladies room and will join me in a few. The music was blasting and the place was busy. There must have been five guys for every woman. Margie came in a few minutes after me and walked over an empty table, she sat down and waited. What she didn’t see was all the men looking her way. Margie is one hot woman and she looked very sexy.
This man walked up to her and started a conversation. He quickly ordered two drinks and the game was on! From what Margie has told me about actors and who her fantasy lovers were I knew that this man had that thing. Sure enough I noticed that Margie’s nipples were hard again.
Then I realized that I left her panties back in the restaurant. Oh well, guess that is a little extra tip.
Things started out slow with this man, but that allowed her to become comfortable with him. Luckily the music wasn’t too loud and they could easy talk to each other. Then it happened, she put her hand on his arm. When Margie becomes aroused she loved to touch. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, her skirt riding higher up her thigh. He knew that she was wearing stockings but he didn’t know that my wife was not wearing panties.
As the night wore on he became braver. His hand comfortably rested on her thigh and a couple of times even under her dress. Didn’t he see the rock on her finger? Maybe that is what he liked, to seduce married women. Anyway, Margie was having fun. Every now and then she would glace my way to check up on me.
About twenty minutes later she was ready. I watched as she stood up with his help, came over to me, and introduced her soon to be lover to me. Talk about an awkward moment to have your wife introduce some man to you, that she was about to take to bed.
Margie then told me that she was going to take him to our room. That they would be together and that he was going to do her like I dreamed about. I tried to stop her and told her that I wanted to be there.
Margie grabbed my hand, “Baby, I love you. However, I have to do this on my own.”
“No way, I have to be there.”
She kissed me, “This is what you want right? For this man to bed me?”
“Yeah but…”
“Baby, there is no buts. I’m not sure how you will react watching me. and to be honest, I’m not comfortable having you watch me having sex. I’m sure the next time I will be 100% comfortable and will want you there. Trust me; I need to be alone with him. I love you.”
I was confused, “I love you too.”
She kissed me, grabbed his hand and went up to our hotel room.
I can’t believe that she went with out me. I thought for sure that we would do this together. Didn’t she know that I’ve enjoyed lots of fantasies of her with others? How would she look with another man? Would she make the same sounds? Then it occurred to me, it’s been years since she’s had a lover other than myself. Maybe she was worried about that too.
Each minute felt like an hour, sitting in the lobby knowing that some stranger was enjoying Margie. About thirty minutes later I noticed the stranger was walking towards me. He told me that Margie was waiting for me. The strange part came when he thanked me for sharing Margie with him. I’m going to refer to him as the stranger as I really didn’t care or want to know his name. However, that is when it hit me, there was no going back. Margie just enjoyed her first lover, something that she really didn’t want to do but something that I’ve been craving and asking her to try for years. Now, it happened.
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I started to sweat as the stranger left the hotel. How was Margie? Was she upset with me? God, what if it went wrong? Would she ever forgive me? What if she really loved it? So many thoughts ran though my mind. Quickly I made my way to my wife.
I knocked on the door and waited for my wife. Margie opened the door wearing a fluffy terry cloth white robe. She opened her arms, we embraced. I could tell that Margie was nervous and she quickly felt that I was aroused.
She whispered in my ear, “Oh, something is poking me.”
We walked back into our room, “I love you baby. Are you okay?”
“I did it.”
I held on to her tight, “I’m so horny. Waiting in the lobby was very difficult for me. I worried about you and I really wanted to watch. I hope you enjoyed yourself.”
Margie looked back down at the floor, “This is what you wanted right?”
I stood back and tried to get her attention, “More than you know. I only hope that you had a great time?”
“Oh I did, he was great!”
I opened her robe, and could see little red marks on her body. Just like the ones I leave when we really go at it. I started to undress as I had to have her.
Margie pulled me to the shower, “Come and take a shower with me.”
“Did he use a condom?”
“Yeah, it’s in the trash. Why?”
I had to see it. Seeing a used condom in the trash hit me like a ton of bricks. My knees became weak and my stomach a little uneasy. Now, there was no turning back. Margie had enjoyed a lover! I took it out of the trash, talk about a strange feeling looking at a wet used condom that a man had just used while enjoying my wife. Margie didn’t say anything. I turned it upside down and let his cum drip into the sink, “Looks like he came a lot. Was he good?”
She looked down at the floor, “I’m not sure how to answer that.”
I walked over to her and hugged her and as we hugged my hard cock pressed into her flesh, “Only the truth. Hopefully he was a good lover and that you enjoyed yourself. Honesty is best baby.”
“He was very good.”
“Did you cum?”
Margie looked a little embarrassed and flushed. She reached down and grabbed my cock, “Oh yeah, three times.”
“How many times did he cum?”
She started to rub my cock between her lips, “Where does this leave us?”
“Baby, nothing has changed for me. If anything maybe we can try this again as I would love to watch you.”
Margie smiled, “Really?”
“Yeah, I’ve been so aroused all night. First when you came down in your new sexy dress. Then watching you flirt with those men.”
“Looks like your really enjoyed it. Are you going to cum?”
I moved back trying to cool off a little, “Just about.”
Margie smiled, “Really?”
She knelt down and took all of my cock in her mouth. I grunted as she sent me over the edge with her sexy lips taking me into her hot mouth, wet tongue massaging my cock. I started to cum but Margie didn’t let me go. I came in her mouth! Normally she pulls my cock out of her mouth but she didn’t this time. Another surprise Margie swallowed everything that I had!
“I wanted to give you something special after what I had.” Margie quickly grabbed some mouth wash. She removed the robe and turned on the shower.
Even gargling Margie looks hot.
Once finished she turned to me, “You really want to watch some guy fuck me?”
“Oh yeah, that would be hot!”
“You won’t be jealous? Won’t it upset you when you see some guy nude, his cock rock hard cuz he wants to do me?”
“I think it will be so hot!”
“I can tell, looks like you really enjoy the idea. Come here big boy”
We take a quick shower. While watching Margie cleaning herself I imagine him on her. Just a few minutes ago my wife enjoyed her first lover, his hand were on her, his lips kissing hers, and his cock in my wife’s pussy. I never knew that she was she ready for others but I was happy Margie enjoyed him. Man, she looks so sexy. “Love you baby.”
She turned towards me, “Love you to! Hurry up and bed me baby, I want to make love.”
I’ve never seen Margie get out of the shower so fast before. I was right behind her and joined her on our bed. “You look so sexy.”
We made love on that hotel bed, like teenagers. Have to say it felt great! We connected in so many different ways, felt that we really bonded. We didn’t speak just touched and looked at each other.
Until the next adventure!
The End
Freshman Year
Daniella stepped into her dorm room and grinned. She loved her room already and she had been in it less then five minutes. The room was rectangular with two beds, two desks, and two wardrobes. The wardrobes were designed in a way that made Daniella think of the movie “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.” She began to unpack her things. As she did, she left her door open. She wanted to watch the other people who were coming into the dorm and definitely wanted to be welcoming to her new roommate. She had been told that her roommate’s name was Catherine. That’s all she knew and she was excited to meet her.
“Cute butt.”
Daniella looked up and saw a girl standing in the doorway of her room. The first word that came to mind was hot. She was petite and curvy. Her blonde hair was almost white and was in two French braids. The ends of the braids were tied with a pink ribbon. The pink matched the edging along her white skirt and her top was black. Daniella’s eyes went up and down and saw that the skirt barely covered her thighs. The girl’s thighs were a dark brown and she guessed she had spent the summer at the beach.
“Thanks. I’m Daniella.”
“I’m Cat. Well, actually, I’m Catherine, but everyone calls me Cat. I’m your new roommate.”
Daniella nodded and watched as her new roommate entered the room. She brought in two huge suitcases and then left to get more. Daniella continued her unpacking until Cat came back.
“So you always wear cute clothing?” Cat was unpacking her things while chatting. She kept glancing at Daniella and couldn’t stop staring. Daniella was about her height, but had the most gorgeous curly brown hair. It was in ringlets and framed her face perfectly. She was thin and her dark skin hinted that she had also spent the summer at the beach.
“Um. I guess. My mom’s a fashion designer. I get new clothes all the time.” Daniella’s mom worked in New York and figured that instead of spending time with her daughter it would be better to just give her expensive clothing.
“I love those jeans. If I wasn’t so curvy, I’d want to borrow them.”
“Who says I’d let you borrow them”
Both girls giggled. There was an instant attraction that was both physical and friendly.
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“Fuck me.” Daniella’s eyes were wide as Chad fucked her senseless. The massive football player was kneeling on the bed as his large cock slammed into Daniella’s pussy. Her body was covered in sweat and she squirmed trying to get her hands free from the ties. Chad had tied her hands to the headboard and had lifted her up so she was barely touching the bed.
“Oh baby! I’m going to cum,” Chad cried out as he came. He pumped hard and fast and then dropped Daniella back onto the bed. He leaned over and kissed her passionately.
“Fuck, I love your pussy.” Chad grinned as he untied her hands. He rolled onto his side and pulled her close. “Can I tell you something?”
“Of course.” Daniella looked into his sky blue eyes. She could stare at him for hours. They had met during frosh week and had begun dating right away. They had fucked for the first time in his car and after realizing that they were in tune with each other sexually, they realized they were meant to be together, to be each other’s sex toy.
“What do you think about girls?” Chad was rubbing her back softly. He knew that this question could go two ways. She would either freak out and slap him or she might actually say what he wanted her to say.
“Excuse me? What do you mean?” Daniella’s mind was racing. Had he caught her and Cat at some point. She kept thinking about all the times that she and Cat would play around in the morning before class. Was he going to break up with her?
“I just want to know if you like girls, you know, sexually. It’s just that Cat is always so flirty and cute around us and I was wondering if you wanted a threesome.” There he had said it. He pulled away a bit since he knew he was very vulnerable at this moment. He was naked with his bare cock between them. It was flaccid, but was very sore from the last few hours of fucking. If he had read her all wrong, she might hurt him.
“Yeah.” Daniella bit her lip and batted her eyes. It was the same response she had given him when he asked to fuck her the first time. She had also given him that response when he asked to fuck her ass and when he wanted to fuck in the library.
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Cat and I already fool around. For a moment, I thought you were going to break up with me.”
“Fuck no. You’re so fucking hot.” Chad grabbed Daniella and sat her on his chest. He wiggled her hips back and forth so that her wet pussy juices and his cum would grind against his chest. “It’s every guy’s dream to have a threesome. And to do it with a hottie like Cat would be fucking awesome.”
“I’ll ask her tomorrow baby.”
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“So what do you think?” Daniella was sitting at her desk typing up an English essay as she waited for Cat to respond. She was wearing one of Chad’s football jerseys along with a pair of black satin panties that he had gotten for her last week. She was squirming around a bit since Chad had a night class and she hadn’t gotten her daily fix of his cock.
“Let me get this straight. The two of you want me to join in a threesome with you? So I get to fuck you and him at the same time? You seriously think that’s a good idea?”
Cat was doing her yoga stretches on a purple mat on the ground. She was completely naked because she found that the clothing constricted her flexible body.
“Yeah. He wants it and so do I. It won’t make it weird. I promise.”
Just then the door opened. Chad walked in and instantly his cock hardened. There was his girlfriend in one of his shirts and beside her was Cat, completely naked on her hands and knees. He almost thought that she was waiting for him to fuck her, but then noticed the soothing meditation music and the fact that she was stretching on a yoga mat.
“Hi girls. How’s my princess?” Chad took the few steps towards Daniella and kissed her hard on the lips. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms.
“I missed you today.” Daniella wrapped her legs around Chad and felt his member push against her thigh. God how she loved how aroused he got.
“I want nothing more then to fuck you silly right now.”
“Excuse me.” Cat had gotten up and locked the door. “Do I get to join in or do the two of you need some private time?”
“Come on over.” Chad carried Daniella over to her bed and stood her in front of him. She was undressing quickly. Chad pulled Cat over and made her straddle his thigh.
“You have no fucking idea how much I want to fuck you.”
Chad lifted his leg and let Cat grind against his thigh. Her pussy was so wet; she was sliding all over the place. His eyes glanced over at his girlfriend. She was naked and rubbing her pussy.
“Come over here my little princess.” Daniella squealed and climbed onto his other leg. He watched as the two sexy girls grinded against him. He went back and forth kissing them while his hands fondled one breast each. Cat orgasmed first. She was quiet and whimpered as she dug her nails into his arm. Daniella watched as her best friend came and then nodded to Chad. She had never been able to cum without Chad’s cock inside her. Chad lay back and closed his eyes. He wanted to see if he could figure out who was licking his cock. He felt his shorts be tugged down and felt a hot mouth surround his cock. He moaned and felt his cock hit the back of her throat. It had to be Cat since Daniella still had trouble deep throating. He opened his eyes and grinned. Cat was jerking his cock while Daniella climbed on top. He moaned as he slid deep into her pussy.
“Oh fuck, you feel good.” Cat grinned and watched as Daniella fucked Chad’s member. She climbed on top of Chad facing his feet and moaned as he eagerly licked her pussy.
“Rub my clit. You know what I need.” Daniella was panting hard as she was brought closer and closer to orgasm. Chad wasn’t paying attention. All he cared about was that he had one hot pussy wrapped tight around his cock and another dripping pussy against his tongue. He almost missed when Daniella came because Cat kissing her muffled her moans. Once Daniella came, Cat climbed off Chad.
“Fuck her doggie style. She told me you do her rough. I want to see.” Chad blinked. This firecracker was turning him on so much and now she wanted to watch him fuck Daniella. Chad stood up and rolled Daniella onto her hands and knees. He spread her legs wide and slammed in. He gripped her hips and slammed in again. Cat pressed up against Chad and reached underneath. One hand fondled his heavy balls while the other rubbed Daniella’s clit.
“Oh fuck! Cumming!” Chad cried out and slammed in deep. He felt his cum flood Daniella’s pussy and loved the fact that Cat’s hand was massaging his balls. He turned and fell onto the bed.
“God that was so hot.”
Daniella and Cat climbed onto the bed and cuddled one on either side of him. This was going to be a good year.
The End
Surprise in a Taxi
Fearing that I might become a target for unwelcome attentions, I tried to hail a cab but as is ususal, you can never get one when it’s raining! But against all the odds, that symbol of trustworthiness, a black London taxicab, pulled up right alongside where I was standing. The back door swung open and without even speaking to the driver I jumped in and slammed the door.
As soon as I realised the cab was already occupied I apologised profusely and reached to open the door, but the woman sitting in the back seat stopped me and asked where I was headed. Nervously I told her roughly where I lived and she assured me that was close to her destination and that I was welcome to share her cab. Looking out at the torrential rainstorm, I accepted her offer willingly.
The skies were dark and the windows were steamed up with condensation so we could not see out, and no-one could see in either. The driver took no notice of us as he weaved his way through the dense city-centre traffic. My dark-haired olive-skinned companion made polite small talk, speaking in a husky voice with a mysterious hint of South American accent. She became more animated and demonstrative, touching my arm, then my leg. The sky outside was black as night and I found it difficult to see her face in the gloom. The air in the taxi has hot and humid and my rain-soaked dress and hair clung wetly to my skin. The atmosphere was highly charged but I froze with complete shock when my car-share partner slid one hand up my thigh and under the hem of my clingy dress.
I stayed motionless, unsure how to react and, perhaps assuming I had given my tacit approval, she placed her other hand over my breast, squeezing it as she slid her left hand further up my leg. My mind raced as she moved her hand up my inner thigh then cupped it over my mound. My pants were damp, but not from the rain, and offered little protection from her probing fingers. She placed her middle finger directly over my slit and pressed through the thin white material. I felt my soft flesh yield to her touch and my outer lips parted. Without a word she then hooked a finger inside the small triangle of my pants and described small circles over the meticulously-shaven skin of my outer labial lips.
“You’re so smooth, darling” she purred.
I lay back and parted my legs, sending to her the clearest signal that I approved of what she was doing and that I did not want her to stop. I didn’t care any more about the driver, or the rain, or getting home. I was so excited by the shear audacity and presumptiveness of my fellow traveller.
She did not look at me but continued to look straight ahead, or out of the window. I tried to keep quiet but I couldn’t stop myself from moaning under my breath and whispering words of encouragement. Whenever a particularly noisy vehicle passed us, I cried out louder to release my tension and to accentuate the pleasure. Now she had her whole hand inside my thong pants, pulling them away from the blossoming petals of my gaping pussy and forcing the narrow strip of material at the back deep into my bum crack where it teased my anus.
My mystery guest slid several of her fingers inside my vagina and positioned her thumb on my clit, rubbing me from side to side and up and down. Periodically, she withdrew her fingers from my opening and slid them upwards, depositing more of my copious lube onto my swollen, twitching clit. Then she returned her thumb to my slippery bud; each time I nearly screamed as she slid it ever-so-lightly over my wet, aching clitoris.
I spread my legs as wide as they would go and lifted my bum off the seat. The hem of my dress was up around my waist and the leather seat of the taxi was cold and sticky against the backs of my thighs. I closed my eyes and tilted back my head, concentrating hard on my surprise companion’s expert movements. Just at that moment, the taxi rumbled over some cobblestones and the vibration tipped me over the edge. She removed her hand from my breast and placed it over my mouth to muffle my yell as she milked a long and powerful climax from the inner folds of my cunt.
As soon as the taxi stopped at the next set of lights, she jumped out spoke to the driver, stuffing a large-denomination note into his hand. She motioned towards me and he turned around, just as I had pulled down my dress and was combing my tousled hair coarsely back into place.
“Where to, miss?” he asked.
I cleared my parched, dry throat and barely managed to croak my address. I looked out of the side window and she had already disappeared into the crowd.
The taxi pulled up outside my apartment and I stumbled out into the rain. As I closed my front door I pondered on the experience. Maybe she knew me and we would meet again? Or maybe it is better that we don’t and I can relive the experience in my memory.
The End
Camping Trip
It was Friday afternoon. Nick got home from work two hours earlier than usual and stripped out of his suit. Finally, the weekend! The week had been rough, and he was more than ready for some de-stressing. Too bad he had to do it alone.
He’d packed his camping gear in his car the night before. After changing into comfortable jeans and a T-shirt, he hit the road and headed north to the location of his favorite camping area. He’d discovered the campground years earlier, and it remained his favorite place to go when he needed to relax and recharge.
Unfortunately, plenty of other people had a similar idea. The highway was jammed with people heading for their weekend destinations. Good thing Nick had decided to leave work early; if the roads were this crowded now, what would they be like two hours from now? He didn’t even want to think about it. He just turned up his radio and concentrated on getting through the traffic.
After driving for what seemed like days, he arrived at his destination. He parked by his usual campsite and stood by his car for a few minutes, getting his bearings. After a little while, he unloaded his car and set up his tent. With years of practice behind him, it didn’t take long to get his site arranged. He built a small campfire and sat down beside it to fix something to eat.
“Why are you so stupid?”
Nick looked over at the next campsite. A man who looked to be in his late twenties was glaring at a woman who looked slightly younger. “I’m not stupid,” she protested.
“Right. You can’t even set up the goddamn tent!”
Their tent was lopsided; a deep breath would probably have knocked it over. “It isn’t my fault,” she said. “You said you knew how to do it!”
“So did you, you dumb cow. What the fuck.” He sat on the hood of one of the two cars next to their site. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” He glanced at Nick. Nick quickly looked away.
“This was supposed to be a relaxing trip,” the woman said. “Our chance to reconnect, you said.”
“Reconnect?” The guy jumped off the car hood and got right up in the woman’s face. “Reconnect? Yeah, right! You dumb bitch, I don’t even like you, never mind love you! You think I want to be stuck in the woods with such a fucking moron?”
“Stop it!” The woman burst into tears.
“Fuck you, you goddamn cow!” He grabbed hold of the tent and yanked it down.
Sobbing, the woman ran up the dirt road toward the bathrooms. Nick thought she slowed slightly as she passed his site, but dismissed it as his imagination. He watched her, though. How could the other guy freak out at such a lovely young woman? She had brownish-blonde hair, up in a bun, and was about five foot six. She looked to be medium build, but wore a bulky sweatshirt that hid her figure.
Once she was out of sight, the guy picked some stuff up off the ground and tossed it into the car he’d sat on. He kicked at the tent that lay crumpled on the ground, then got into the car and took off, well above the fifteen mile an hour speed limit the campground had imposed.
Nick went back to cooking hot dogs over his campfire, and didn’t notice the young woman returning from the bathrooms until a voice behind him made him jump. “Where did he go?”
Nick turned to see the woman from the next campsite. “He took off in his car,” he said.
“No.” She shook her head vehemently. “No, he can’t have left. This was supposed to be a romantic trip. It’s our first weekend away. We were going to… We had plans. He must be coming back.”
“He took some things with him.”
When Nick saw the tears trickle from her eyes, he could have kicked himself. She didn’t need to hear that her man probably wasn’t coming back. She needed to hear something comforting. “Um, I’m sorry,” Nick said. “Maybe he was just going to pick something up at the store or something.” Even to himself, he sounded lame.
“No, he’s gone,” she said. “I should have known. He didn’t want to go camping anyway. He only came to make me happy, and he complained about it the entire drive up. He’s not much of an outdoor person.” She looked at her campsite. “Guess I’ll have to start over with the tent. We’ve already paid for the site; I might as well stay.”
“I’ll help you,” Nick offered.
“Thanks.” She held out her hand. “I’m Alicia.”
“I’m Nick.” He took her hand. “Nice to meet you, though I wish it were under better circumstances.”
“Likewise.”
They went over to her site, and Nick helped her set up her tent. With two people who knew what they were doing working together, it only took a few minutes. “Thanks.” Alicia brushed her bangs out of her eyes. “Tim insisted on setting it up himself; he wouldn’t let me show him how to do it. Stupid macho pride.”
“Some men are like that,” Nick said. “Me, I have no pride.”
Alicia laughed. “I’m sure that isn’t true. You should be proud of yourself. You can set up a tent in no time flat, and you’re very good-looking.”
“Good-looking?” He wasn’t unattractive, but he didn’t expect that kind of compliment from a woman who appeared at least twenty years younger.
“I think you are. Don’t you?”
“There’s no right answer to that. If I say no, I sound unconfident. If I say yes, I sound arrogant.”
“Good point.” Alicia kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks for your help with the tent, Nick. It’s good to know I have a good neighbor for the weekend.”
“Anything at all that I can do to help, just let me know,” Nick replied. “Would you like something to eat? I have hot dogs.”
“Thanks, but I’ll fix myself something when I’m hungry. Right now, I think I’m going to curl up in my sleeping bag, take a nap, and forget about asshole Tim.”
“Sweet dreams,” Nick said.
She winked. “I think I will.”
Nick went back to his site and finished his meal, then went for a hike around the campground. When he returned, there was no sign of Alicia. It was starting to get dark, so he built up his campfire and turned on the battery-operated lantern he’d brought. He’d brought a few books with him, and spent some time reading until he decided it was time to get some sleep. Alicia never came out of her tent.
Nick woke the next morning to the smell of frying eggs. He poked his head out of the tent and saw Alicia kneeling beside her fire in the next site. “Hey, stop cooking that!” Nick called. “It smells too good!”
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She laughed. “Come on over, then. I share well.”
Nick pulled on clean clothes and went over to her site. “Thanks for the breakfast,” he said. “Are you sure there’s enough?”
“Yeah, there’s plenty. I started cooking for Tim before I remembered that the jackass won’t be back.” Her voice broke a little on the last word. “Last night, I thought I could deal with it, but now… Tim and I’ve been together for a year. I thought we’d end up married. Now it looks like we aren’t going to end up anything.”
“You might be able to work it out with him when you get home,” Nick said.
“I don’t know. I hope so, but we’ve been fighting for a while. That’s why we came out here, to try to work things out.” She forced a smile. “Oh, well. It is what it is. Would you pass me those plates, please?”
He handed her two paper plates that were on top of a cooler beside me. Their hands touched briefly, and she smiled but made no comment. She scooped eggs out of the pan onto each plate. “Take your pick,” she said.
Nick took the plate with less eggs, figuring that since she’d cooked them, she should have the larger share. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. There are forks in the cooler.”
They ate and chatted about themselves. It turned out she didn’t live far from Nick, just a couple towns over. That was promising; maybe he’d see her again. If there was any chance such an attractive young woman would be interested in an older man, which seemed unlikely.
After they ate, Alicia cleaned up the site. Nick offered to help, but she turned him down. He stayed where he was and enjoyed the sight of her bending over in her tight jeans shorts, her shirt riding up to show the tan skin between her shirt and shorts. His cock hardened at the view. She glanced at him over her shoulder and smiled. “I’ll be done in a minute.”
“Take your time,” Nick replied. He wanted to keep looking at her.
She bent again to pick up something he couldn’t see. He would have sworn she wiggled her ass at me, but figured he had to have imagined it. She didn’t seem like the type to tease, and there wasn’t much chance she’d be interested in him.
But after she finished cleaning, she sat beside him and said, “You know, Nick, you’re a nice person. I’m glad I ended up being your neighbor. And I’d like to thank you for helping me out.”
“I haven’t done anything except help set up your tent,” Nick replied.
“Oh, you’ve done more than that. Talking to you really helped me when Tim took off yesterday. And I would have been afraid to stay if you hadn’t been here. It isn’t really safe for a woman to camp alone nowadays, but with you in the next site, I wasn’t worried. I knew you wouldn’t hurt me, and I knew if I needed help, you’d help. Wouldn’t you?”
“Of course.”
“Which is why I want to thank you.”
She leaned toward him and their lips met. As their tongues touched, she took his hand and brought it to her breast. Was this really happening? Maybe it was only because she felt she owed him something, but it seemed that Alicia really was interested in more than just sharing her breakfast.
Nick broke the kiss and said, “You don’t have to do this, you know.”
“I know I don’t have to. I want to.”
She slid back from him and pulled her shirt off over her head, revealing a pair of creamy white breasts. He ran his thumbs over her nipples, which had hardened in the cool morning air, then took one nipple in his mouth. She gasped. Emboldened, Nick put his hand on the crotch of her shorts. “Yes,” she moaned. “I want you to touch me, Nick!”
Nick unzipped her shorts and slipped his hand inside. She wore no panties, and she was so wet he was surprised it hadn’t gone through her shorts. He continued sucking her nipples, switching back and forth between them, as he fingered her clit. Shuddering, she cried out, “God, yes!” as she came.
“You’re beautiful,” Nick told her.
“Thank you.” She took a deep breath. “I haven’t come that hard in a long time. Tim wasn’t much for thinking about my orgasms; he was too busy trying for his own. Thank you.” She reached for my zipper. “Now it’s your turn.”
She took out Nick’s cock and stroked it, then bent and sucked it. The feeling of her lips and tongue on me was amazing. She took his entire length into her mouth and sucked lightly for a few seconds, then slid her mouth up to lick the head. “Oh, Alicia, that feels so good!” Nick moaned.
“I’m glad you like it. Do you want me to make you cum in my mouth?”
“Whatever you want.”
She gave his cockhead a hard suck, then stood and slipped off her shorts. “I want you to fuck me.”
He couldn’t. She was young enough to be his daughter. She was only doing this because she felt obligated. There was no way. But all his mind’s arguments against it paled at the sight of the beautiful, naked woman in front of him. “Sit on me,” Nick told her.
Facing away from him, Alicia lowered her pussy onto his cock. She was tight and wet, and he felt like he was slipping into velvet. “Your cock feels so good!” she said. “God, Nick, fuck me!”
“You fuck me,” Nick said. “You’re the one in control here.”
“Yes, I am.”
She moved up and down on his cock, building her speed until he felt myself about to explode. He reached around her and stroked her clit, hoping to give her another orgasm before his own. “Alicia, I’m going to cum!” he said.
“Mmm, so am I. Keep doing that, Nick.” Her breathing got heavier. “Oh, yes. Oh, yes! Nick!”
Nick felt her pussy contract along his cock as she came. That was all it took to push me over the edge into his own orgasm. “Alicia!” he cried as his cum filled her.
She lifted herself off him and sat beside him. Nick put his arm around her and pulled her against him. “That was wonderful,” she said. She kissed him. “Thank you, Nick.”
“Thank you,” Nick replied. “It was incredible.”
“How far from me did you say you live?”
“Two towns over.”
She smiled. “Then I guess this weekend is just the beginning.”
The End
Goin’ South
It might sound very cliché, but it was a cold, dark, rainy night in Atlanta, January 1999.
One of my favorite places to hangout was a little hole in the wall bar called O’Malleys, located right down the road from my apartment. I went there around 7:30 where I was meeting one of my girlfriends, Amanda, for our regular Friday night partying. Her boyfriend was the bartender and was a good friend of mine, as well. Our night out was typical my post-college years: Drinking, maybe a little karaoke and a nice relaxing time with good friends. O’Malleys was a small place and I guess you would call it a dive bar, but the drinks were strong and the people were really nice.
As the night went on, a couple of our friends, Matt and his girlfriend, Melissa came in and we all hung out together, kicking back drinks and just having a good time. Matt was a truck driver and since he had to hit the road the next morning, he bowed out after about 2 hours, so Amanda, Melissa and I continued hanging out.
As the night wore on, the rain had gotten worse and Amanda wanted to get home before it got too late as her kids were coming home the next afternoon (they had been visiting their dad for the night) and she didn’t want to be too hung-over. That left me and Melissa to drink, shoot pool, sing some drunk-ass Karaoke all while it rained like a freaking hurricane outside.
By about 1:00 am we were ready to leave and I offered to let Melissa crash at my apartment, since it was down the road. We called a cab and we quick did one more round of shots while we waited. One for the road…
As we left the bar, imagine the most pounding driving rain you have ever been in and multiply it by ten. When we got to the waiting taxi, we were soaking wet, looking like two drowned rats in a wet t-shirt contest. It was freezing ass cold (about 45 degrees) outside but within 4 minutes we were at my apartment. We had one last, long dash through the pouring rain before we made it to my door…
Now you know most girls don’t have a problem undressing in front of other girls, so it was completely normal when we got into the apartment, the first thing we did was strip down to our bra and panties…I went and grabbed a couple of towels for us and headed to the kitchen to make a couple of drinks while Melissa went into my bedroom/bathroom to somewhat dry her hair and change into one of my old college t-shirts. I turned on the stereo, put the drinks on the table and went in to get changed out of my still wet bra and panties and put on a dry shirt.
I was in the bathroom toweling off my hair, with no bra on when Melissa came up behind me and reached around, grabbing my left breast in her hand and started playing with my nipples as she kissed the nape of my neck. Mind you I had just taken off a cold, wet bra, so my nipples were very hard and very sensitive…It was like, “Holy shit, what is she doing?”
Honestly though, that thought lasted about 1.2 seconds when I took the towel off my head and saw an incredibly beautiful, fully naked Melissa behind me in the mirror. I must tell you what she looked like, though. She was 32 (I was 27), was about 5'7, around 150 lbs, dark brown hair, crystal blue eyes and some of the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen. Full, but not enormous and very much real. They are the type of tits I would sell my soul to have…
I had never been with another girl before and the thought didn’t turn me off. If anything, it was very hot. As I turned around to look at her, she gave me a little smile and teasingly asked me if I was in the mood to have a little fun.
As she led me by the hand through the semi-darkness of my bedroom, I told her I’d never been with another girl before. She just turned her head, looked at me with a devious look and smiled.
“I figured that much, Liz…just relax”.
She laid me down on the bed and we began kissing. Now I’ve kissed girls before (ecstasy had a role in that happening back in college) but the feeling of having another woman’s soft, bare skin directly touching me, her nipples pressed into mine…well, it’s erotic in a completely different way. There is a softness and tenderness that just isn’t there with most men.
While we were kissing she would occasionally stop to suck and tease my nipples, almost to the point of where they ached, but not in a painful way…Giving me such a feeling of desire, all my mind could think of was “don’t stop…come back and suck me, tease me, bite me…”
(In case you haven’t realized, I LOVE having my nipples sucked)
As we were lying there, she reached down and slowly spread my legs, sliding her fingers down to my very hot and wet pussy. As she began to play with my clit while she sucked my nipples, I was in heaven…It’s like she knew exactly what she was doing and enjoyed every minute of it. She insisted I just lay back and enjoy the fun. After about 5 minutes of her fingering me, she slowly slid down the bed, had me bend my knees up and spread my legs so she could go down on me. Now, I’ve had my share of men pleasure me orally, but knowing that it was another girl who was licking me, fingering me, tasting me was incredible, almost mind-blowing.
(In case you haven’t realized, even more than having my nipples sucked, I LOVE having my pussy licked, sucked, fingered and enjoyed)
So there I was, completely naked having a beautiful girl making me feel things I had never felt before when she stopped and got off the bed. I remember my eyes flipping open and I thinking “Where are you going?” She ran out to the living room, grabbed her purse and a scarf that was hanging off my dresser mirror. With one last stop in the bathroom, I heard her rummaging through my drawers. Through the ambient light of the bathroom, I could see the curves of her silhouetted body briefly before she blindfold me, gently ordering me to lie back on the bed, with my arms kept back over my head.
As I lay there, she lightly trailed her fingernails down my torso, sending shivers through my body. She began focusing her lips and tongue on teasing my nipples, making me moan with excitement. I wanted to touch her so badly, but as I began to move my arms down to caress her body, she quickly stopped me, telling me this was not about me pleasuring her, but her showing me how different it feels to have a woman do things to me.
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At that point, I could hardly believe that I wasn’t imagining every touch, every kiss, every lick of her moist tongue. For about the next ten minutes, she continued to lick and suck on my swollen clit, occasionally coming up to kiss me and suck on my nipples. All of the sudden, I heared the noise. Now, I owned a vibrator myself, so it didn’t freak me out, as it wasn’t that loud, and I just thought she would use it on my clit or on herself. Being completely blindfolded, my other senses were doubly sensitive.
The next thing I knew I felt the cool sensation of lube on my asshole, moment before she began to slip the humming vibrator between my cheeks and into my ass. Luckily it was her own pocket rocket, so it fit perfectly. The vibrations gave me sensory overload and as she gently fucked my ass while simultaneously fingering and sucking my clit, I could barely restrain myself. It’s just so tight and naughty, knowing I enjoy what many women refuse to even experience.
Even more than I like having my nipples sucked and my pussy licked, I love to have my ass played with.
I came almost instantly.
The orgasm was so incredible I came like a river which she was more than willing to lick up. It was incredible…
By this point, we were ready for those drinks…Naked, we went into the living room and while I was busy getting fresh libations, she went into my bedroom and began rummaging through my dresser drawers. She easily located my vibrator out of the dresser and when she returned to the living room, she laid back on the sofa and began using it on herself.
It was an incredible sight watching her. With one leg propped up on the sofa with her other leg hanging down off the side like a nude model in an old painting, she was a sight to behold. She’d take a moment or two to have a sip of her cocktail as she pleasured herself, her eyes never leaving mine. Watching her was hypnotic.
After a few minutes, we were both feeling even less inhibited than before and went back to the bedroom. She laid back on the bed and I began kissing her and sucking on her nipples, while slowly and intently fingering her hot and wet cunt.
She was soon nearing orgasm and asked me if I wanted to do down on her. I had never tasted pussy before, except for sampling the after effects of my own orgasm on the mouth of previous partners, but just the sight of her made me want to so bad. As I slid down her body to her, I sucked on my fingers, tasting her body’s nectar. Her taste was almost indescribable, but to this day, unforgettable. For a fleeting moment, I became anxious, wondering if I would be able to make her feel as wonderful and desired as she has made me feel. The moment I reached my destination and inhaled her musky scent, it was if instinct took over and I knew exactly how to pleasure her. My fingers, tongue and lips working together in synchronous union, brought her to the edge. It was so different, yet so amazing to think that I could make her feel like she had made me feel. Her moaning increased and as her breathing began to speed up, I felt her body begin to tense and shiver as the waves of orgasm rippled through her body. My own desire burning within me, I lapped at her pussy and sucked on her clit until her body relaxed and her moans subsided.
What an incredibly different, but unbelievably erotic experience.
Fifteen minutes passed with no words spoken, just the two of us gently kissing and massaging one another. With her voice dripping lust, she told me she wanted me to fuck her in her ass with my vibrator. At this point I was so turned on I could barely contain myself. She was more than willing to take my full size vibrator, not satisfied with her own pocket rocket. She got down on her hand and knees on my bed and as I moved it in and out of her tight hole, the vibrating sensations took her closer and closer to the edge. I took special care to finger her drenched pussy. Her whimpering moans turned to guttural groans as she began to cum, my slippery fingers continuing to probe her silky hole. As her orgasm subsided, I withdrew the vibrator and watched her for a few moments as she stayed on her knees, with her forearms and elbows supporting her body as if frozen in ecstasy. Once she recovered her composure, she got off the bed but returned after having cleaned my toy, preparing for my own full size penetration.
As I assumed the position, I tried to relax as I had never had a full size vibrator penetrate my back door before. Melissa paid careful attention to make sure she lubed me up completely and gently began probing my tightness. Once she knew I was ready to be entered further, she slowly embarked on a journey to take me to the heights of extreme bliss. The fullness in my ass as it vibrated and slid in and out was almost more than I could take.
I cried out in ecstasy wanting her to fuck my ass harder and faster. She slipped two fingers inside me, her fingertips massaging my g-spot, making me cum so hard, I had my first squirting orgasm, my juices flowing like a fountain in her hand. I don’t know if it’s the taboo of anal or what, but being used to only have my ass fingered, the sensation of a full size vibrator was more than my brain could handle. I didn’t want the feeling to end. By the time she slid it out of my ass, I felt as if depleted of all energy in my body.
We were both exhausted at that point, so she suggested a nice hot shower to get us ready for bed. We got in the shower and continued kissing and fondling each other, washing each others hair and soaping each other down. When we were done, we got back into bed where we spooned together, naked and fell asleep.
We woke up the next morning around 9:00 and I looked at her wondering how awkward this would be now that we were sober (relatively speaking). Needless to say, after a nice, lingering good morning kiss, she asked how I was feeling about what happened the night before. I could honestly tell her that she and everything about the night was incredible. Different in so many ways than making love to a man but so incredibly fulfilling. That seemed to be the right answer for her, as we spent the rest of the morning once again doing everything from the night before. I was so tired by lunchtime, but it was a day I will never forget.
The End
Good Night And Sweet Dreams
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Ending a Threesome
Della and Daisy were casual friends and eventually found that Mick Johns was dating both of them and both knew what young women and men tended to do when dating (smile). But amazingly they tolerated it, either knowing they had the freedom to walk or perhaps assuming if it were considered a contest they knew (smile) who’d triumph.
The three had gone through high school at the same time and now were at the same college.
The dual dating happened out of the blue. Mick had arranged to date Della one evening and that afternoon he was walking Boss the family dog and passing Daisy’s home she called him in for a cool drink. Her mom was having drinkies beside the pool with girlfriends so Daisy and Mick were left virtually undisturbed.
In the family room and watching Daisy Brown stroking Boss, Mick thought as he sipped lemonade he wouldn’t mind at all if Daisy stroked him like that. Minutes later she rolled over on the sofa and pulled down her top and bra. She said without any embarrassment, “Kiss these honey.” It was offered without passion, all very sweet but undoubtedly with intent.
At times Mick did what he was told and was into his work when hearing a noise he looked up and saw Mrs Brown in the doorway, weaving slightly, or so he thought. Smiling she placed her finger to pursed lips and closed the door softly and left them to carry on. Daisy was heating up and moaned, “Can’t you do something to me Mick?” And that was enough, with implied permission from both mother and daughter Mick unzipped and said manfully, holding out his erection for Daisy, “Know what to do with this honey?”
She just cooed and worked them both up and then they were fucking.
Daisy, cleaned up, leaned over the gate blowing kisses at the departing Mick and Boss and Mick thought that was so cute but wondered what that was telling any neighbors peeping through their shades. Boss plodded on homewards, interested only in being fed.
Late that night Mick thought he’d have plenty left in the tank but he wouldn’t attempt to roll Della, although it was their second date and probably would be expecting it to allay fears he might be gay. Fucking two young women on the same day did seem a little immoral.
They were parked in Della’s father’s car and she seemed edgy. Shit, had she heard about him doing Daisy? They pulled away after Della had deep-throated him with her tongue and she asked with excessive politeness, “May I unzip you?”
Mick hesitated.
“You’re not gay are you?”
“Horrified, Mick almost tore out the zip from his pants.
That led to one thing and when Della removed her panties and threw them on to the back seat there was no stopping them.
In bed later Mick didn’t attempt to compare the two women. You unscrupulous fucker, he said sternly and then grinned himself to sleep.
At college Mick smiled at blonde Daisy and neither touched nor spoke carnally and later Della said hello and thrust her tits at him but Mick was relieved to see she was adjusting her pony tail, rubber band between her lips. She also was blonde. He looked away discreetly and caught Daisy’s eye so looked up at a jet airplane, conveniently passing at that moment.
At lunch Daisy sat beside him and then Della said “Hi Daisy, Mick” and sat on the other side of him. Mick felt ready to wet himself. But he survived without mishap and ate in virtually silence as mostly the young women talked across him to each other.
“A bite from my apple,” Daisy asked him.
Della moved quickly and came up with a plum for him. Mick said inventively it has his no-fruit day and both women went back to ignoring him, leaving Mick to decide he would drop them and fill the vacuum with Jennifer Lyle if he could manage to stop her moving away from him. Some of the guys reckoned she was gay.
That plan didn’t work. Daisy called him that evening and invited him to take her out to a bar Friday evening. He accepted and an hour later Della called inviting him to a party Friday night. He declined with regret but Della was happy to be invited out to dinner next evening. Later his mother, flicking through a fashion magazine asked, “Are you worried about your sexuality?”
Mick, younger brother Stan and their father looked at one another, lifting eyebrows.
“I never see girls around you Mick.”
Everyone looked at Mick. “Me gay – you have to be joking mom?”
“An outright assurance that you’re not would be more helpful darling.”
“Mom, on to the sofa and lift your dress…”
“Mick!” shouted his mom and dad while Stan dropped to the floor in a laughing fit.
When order was restored his mom, smiling, came and squeezed beside Mick in his lounge chair.
He didn’t complain.
She pulled his arm around his shoulders.
Mick sat, relaxed and curious.
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She pulled his hand to cup her breast and when he didn’t pull away and actually squeezed she flushed, stood and announced to the family gravely, “Mick’s passed the test; he’s not gay.”
Jane then said she’d call Mrs Lyle and arrange for Mick to date Jennifer who was nervous about dating.
Mick swallowed and said, “Mom, please don’t. I’m screwing Daisy Brown and Della Carpenter, but not at the same time of course.”
Jane looked at her son proudly as if he’s just announced he’d won a scholarship while the open mouths of his father and brother suggested envy.
“Darling, I need to build you up,” said his mom, heading to the kitchen.
The weeks went by. Mick had decided not to tell the either date they had a competitor and the ignorance of the women about the dual dating continued until one Sunday Daisy called Della and invited her out boating with Daisy and her parents.
The two young women were sunbathing nude. Daisy’s parents were down below drinking and quarrelling. The college students talked about fashion, films and guys until Della asked, “What is your attitude about being seduced?”
“I try to limit myself believing that too much pounding can ruin your figure. I reckon the fat middle aged women you see with spread hips fucked themselves stupid when young.”
“What about child births?”
“What about them? I know slender women with four or five kids.”
Della said she did too. “I restrict myself because I am horrified by the thought of being considered a fuckbag. One guy, once a night and not too often, that’s me.”
“Who fucks you?”
Della hesitated and said, “Mick Johns. Who looks after your pussy?”
“Mick Johns.”
“Jesus!” Della sat up and her alarm turned and grinned when she saw Daisy smiling.
Daisy said, “I never took him to be a sly motherfucker.”
Straight-faced Della asked, “Then you think he’s giving it to his mom as well?”
The women screamed with laughter and hugged and kissed, agreeing the connection made them real friends.
Discussion followed with the conclusion that neither of them wanted to give up the sly fucker.
“He’s actually a nice guy.”
“I agree with you Daisy. So let’s continue the way we are going and perhaps we may eventually turn it into an occasional threesome.”
“Wow!”
“Yes, wow.”
Daisy’s mom called out, “Young ladies, come down for lunch.”
“Your mom seems calm now.”
“Yes, they were fighting over the amount she’d spending on clothes and makeup. Dad really has no idea that if you wish to look classy you have to invest in it. When they’re at their peak in a row they fall to the floor and fuck and it’s all forgiven and peace reigns again.”
“Ohmigod, how sensible. I must advise my mom about that tactic.”
“Good one Della, and remember to apply it when you live with a guy.”
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Della and Mick were eating after a movie when Daisy entered the restaurant, spotted them and came over and said, “Hello guys. Great to see you.”
Mick appeared to choke.
Free to take the initiative Della said brightly, “If you’re alone eat with us.”
Daisy said thanks and as if rehearsed sat alongside Della. Later Daisy said, “Why don’t we three date occasionally.”
“Good idea, tomorrow night?” and apparently without the need to agree the two students looked at Mick who by then was back to his normal self.
“Like where?” he asked cautiously.
Daisy said her dad had offered her the launch on Sunday for a sleepover provided she promised to keep the boat moored.
“Oh Daisy, that’s wonderful. We accept, don’t we Mick?”
“Er yes,” Mick said, not noticing his companions clasp hands in a delighted squeeze.
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“Della you’re with me in the master cabin. Come and look at it Mick.”
Mick looked while the women bounced on the bed. He said it was luxuriously appointed and the bed was huge and looked comfortable.
“Mom and dad fuck more here than they do at home,” Daisy lied, having no idea really.
Della giggled and they watched Mick lick his top lip.
As they were leaving Daisy slipped into a bedside drawer the key she’d taken from inside the door of the second cabin. They tried the door of the second cabin but it was locked.
“Oh dear, mom must have accidentally locked it and taken the key. No problem – there’s sleeping for six on the sofas with bedding in the lockers under the squabs. We’ll think of you Mick tossing and turning while we are cuddling in deep luxury.”
The women turned to see what Mick was starting at and saw it was the doorway to the master cabin.
“Well drinkies while I start dinner. You two can cuddle,” Daisy said brightly.
Stella said, “Why not take turns preparing dinner and cuddling Mick?”
“Good idea. Mick?”
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