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A Proper Test

by Mat Twassel

Copyright© 2022 by Mat Twassel

Erotica Sex Story: Amanda helps Mr. Flemming test the new bench. Illustrated.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Illustrated   .

Amanda ventured into the boathouse. “There you are,” said Mr. Flemming.

“Yes, Bea said you wanted to see me.”

“Right. I was hoping you could help me test the new bench.”

“It looks very nice,” Amanda said.

“I’ve polished it smooth as smooth can be. Guaranteed not to give any splinters.”

“That sounds good,” Amanda said. “So do you want me to sit on it?”

“That would be good,” Mr. Flemming said.

“Maybe I should take my bikini off first,” Amanda said. “To give it a proper test.”

“That would be good,” Mr. Flemming agreed.

Amanda turned shyly away. She undid the top and let it fall. She started to pull down the bottom.

“Could you help me with this?” she asked, turning toward Mr. Flemming, showing him her beautiful small breasts, the little nipples jutting stiff. “Sometimes it gets tangled and stuck.”

Topless girl pulling down her panties

Mr. Flemming knelt behind Amanda. He eased the twisted bikini down her hips.

“You have such a beautiful ass,” he told Amanda. “I don’t think I can resist giving it a kiss.”

Mr. Flemming’s lips touched Amanda at the base of her spine. Amanda shivered. His tongue played in the groove. His big hands pulled Amanda’s bottom cheeks apart. His tongue traveled down. When his tongue tip touched Amanda’s asshole she moaned.

“Oh, Sweetie,” Mr. Flemming said. “Why don’t you bend over the new bench?”

Amanda did as Mr. Flemming asked.

He stood behind her. The cap of his penis brushed her bottom.

Naked girl bent over bench, with a bottomless man behind her

“How does it feel?” he asked.

“Nice,” she said. “It feels good.”

“Good,” Mr. Flemming said. His penis kissed where his tongue had touched. “Very good. But maybe I made the bench too low. Maybe you could kneel on it.”

Amanda knelt on the bench.

“So nice,” Mr. Flemming said. His hand cupped Amanda’s bottom. His fingers smoothed the crease of Amanda’s cunt. A finger eased inside.

“Oh, Amanda, you’re so wet,” Mr. Flemming said.

Amanda’s cunt clenched.

Mr. Flemming added a second finger. The two fingers played in Amanda’s cunt.

“Oh, honey, honey, honey,” he said while his fingers swirled and twirled.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Amanda answered, her cunt clenching and clenching.”

“Oh God Oh God OHGOD,” Amanda gasped. Her cunt gushed girl juice.

Mr. Flemming’s cunt-wet fingers teased the rim of Amanda’s asshole. Round and round the rim the cunt-wet fingers went. Then one finger slipped inside. Deeper. Deeper. “Oh oh oh,” Amanda went, her asshole clenching.

naked girl, kneeling on bench, with bottomless man fingering her asshole

In the throes of orgasm, Amanda nearly slipped from the smoothly polished bench. Mr. Flemming helped steady her.

“I love this bench,” Amanda said, once she’d regained her balance and her breath. Her hand went to Mr. Flemming’s bottom. Her fingers found the tight hole. One went in. Deeper. Deeper.

“So smooth,” Amanda said, her finger finger-fucking Mr. Flemming’s ass. “So smooth and creamy.” Her other hand went between her legs.

naked girl sitting on wooden bench, reaching behind bottomless man

She timed the masturbation to perfection.

 
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