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I sneak into the locker room to surprise Cooper after the rest of the team leaves. I peek around the corner and spot him changing out of his uniform. He’s naked except for his jockstrap. I take a running leap onto his back.

“Congratulations, Mr. Coastal Series Champion!”

I wrap my legs around him and pepper the side of his face with kisses. He lowers me to the ground. We embrace.

“Uh oh, Hailey. You’re going to get me in trouble with coach. No girlfriends allowed.”

“Maybe I like trouble.” I flick his cup with my fingernail. “How does it feel to pitch a perfect game?”

“Pretty fucking amazing. I’m still in shock. And I like your shirt.”

I look down at my crisp new Salisbury Skinny Dippers minor league championship tee.

“Yeah, they had these things ready to go. Where did the rest of the boys run off to?”

“Picking up drinks. There’s gonna be a celebratory tailgate in the parking lot.”

“So we’re all alone?”

Cooper puts his hands on my waist.

“We are.”

“We should take advantage.”

“What did you have in mind?”

I snap his jock strap.

“Take it off.”

Cooper strips and stands in front of me in all his glory. I touch his stomach with my fingertips. He presses my back against the lockers and kisses me deeply. I hold his cock in beykoz escort bayan my hand.

He takes off my shirt to reveal a still-damp bikini top, and he gropes my breasts over the cold fabric. My nipples are tight. I taste the sweat and dirt on his skin.

“You’re a dirty boy,” I say. “We should take a shower.”

“Good idea.”

He hoists me up, and I kiss his neck as he carries me over. He twists a couple faucets. The hot water steams all around us.

Cooper peels off my soaked jean shorts. They drop on the ground like a ton of bricks. He lies on the gross floor like a gentleman, and I get on top. We make out passionately as the water beats down on our skin.

I rub my clothed vagina against his crotch. He moans and clasps me to his chest. I grind harder. He pulls my bathing suit up until my ass cheeks are exposed. I grab him by the balls.

“I didn’t realize there was entertainment tonight.”

We turn our heads. Rylan and Drew are casually drinking beers at the edge of the shower room. Cooper props himself up on his elbows.

“What are you guys doing back so soon?”

“We took the normal amount of time,” Drew says. “You were just distracted.”

Rylan nods at me.

“Hey Hailey!”

“Hey, guys!” I push the üsküdar escort bayan wet hair out of my face. “Congratulations!”

“Thanks,” Drew says. “But it’s really all because of this naked motherfucker right here.”

I hold Cooper’s face in my hands.

“Don’t I know it!”

He kisses my forehead and looks back at the guys.

“Where are our beers?”

“I’ll make you a deal, sport,” Rylan says. “We’ll take care of drinks, but only if we can stay.”

We both speak at once.

“Deal.”

“Sweet,” Rylan says. “We’ll get that delivered real quick.”

The two of them get comfortable on the floor. Cooper and I turn our attention back to each other’s wet bodies.

He moves his hands in circles on my ass and licks the water flowing down my neck. I’m so turned on. I flip my hair and stick out my ass. He unties the back of my bikini, then the top. It falls to the floor.

Cooper grips my waist, kisses my breasts, sucks my nipples. I moan in ecstasy. He tugs at my bathing suit bottom until it’s riding up my pussy, too. The fabric stimulates my clitoris.

I sit up, arch my back, and mount him cowgirl style. Corbin and Moises have joined the guys with a half-empty case of Budweiser. I grin at them, and they wave back. sancaktepe escort bayan

I move my bathing suit all the way to the side and let Cooper penetrate me. He releases a low groan. He bends his knees and braces himself on the slippery floor. I ride him hard. The water beats against my naked chest.

I look at the guys, and look back at my boyfriend.

“Should I?”

“Up to you.”

I stare straight at Rylan. He’s stock-still. I lick my lips and touch my breasts. I can feel him wanting me. He takes his clothes off as he walks into the showers.

Cooper pulls out, and I crawl over to his teammate seductively. Rylan turns on a couple more showerheads so the water engulfs him, too. I kneel in front of his long hard cock. I steel myself.

I take Rylan into my mouth. He puts his hands on the back of my head and lightly thrusts into my mouth. Cooper sits behind me, kissing my shoulders and the nape of my neck. I suck and suck and wrap my tongue around his shaft.

Corbin gets naked and stands next to Rylan. I rub my jaw and move down line. I suck and massage Corbin’s balls, then I lick his shaft from top to bottom. Drew and Moises step into the shower, and all four of them stand in a semi-circle.

I move wildly back and forth, and I jerk them off with both fists. Cooper joins too. They all climax within minutes, and they cum in my mouth and on my skin. Their semen washes down the drain.

Cooper expertly pleasures me with his fingers, and the guys watch excitedly while he brings me to orgasm. He kisses my stomach. He kisses my lips.

“How’s that for a celebration?”

Originally published in “Stories To Bang By, Vol. 41: Cock”

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Blue ink looped across the paper in front of Diana. Her own pen was writing, and she was the one making it move. But she couldn’t say what words she’d scrawled in her notebook, or what her AP World History class was so busy discussing right now. She’d just made some brilliant comment, and she couldn’t even remember what it was.

What day was today, anyway? Wednesday. Three more days of classes before her last-ever round of high school finals, eight days until graduation and freedom, and four days since she’d given her virginity on a silver platter to the boys next door.

She didn’t expect anything more to happen between her and the twins. She couldn’t. She might be inexperienced, but no way was she naive enough to consider that crazy, intensely hot, and totally unexpected weekend to be anything more than a hookup. With breakfast. The two of them had decided to help her out for old times’ sake, and that was all.

She did have to admit that, back at school, she’d felt less shy about meeting boys’ eyes, even having short conversations. It couldn’t hurt that none of the guys at school were really in the twins’ league, or that since the weekend, she’d been more ragingly horny than ever before, too distracted to worry about being awkward.

Diana shook her head, flipping to a fresh page in her notebook and listening to the argument about some year BCE with half an ear. Brendan had at least been polite enough to call on Monday evening. Of course she’d been doing dishes in the kitchen after dinner, and of course he’d called the landline and gotten her mother.

“Brendan!” Her mother had sounded surprised, but pleased. When Diana had come home from the O’Brians’ house the day before, her parents had commented on how nice it was to rekindle old friendships. “I’m so glad you called. I wanted to thank you for looking out for Diana this weekend.” A pause. “Yes, I know she’s all grown up, but parents do worry about their only daughter when they’re away.”

Diana almost choked, covering up her laughter with a fit of coughing when her mother glanced at her.

“Yes, of course, Ian too,” her mother said grudgingly in response to something on Brendan’s side. “I’m sure you were both very hospitable.”

And the conversation just went on from there. Diana did her best to linger over loading the dishwasher and wiping down the counters while she eavesdropped, wondering why the hell Brendan was chatting up her mother. From her mom’s half of the conversation, which involved three-quarters of the talking, it sounded like she was catching up on Brendan’s entire life story from his past two years at UConn, and he was asking all about her yoga classes and her knitting club. Diana could only marvel.

“Oh, you want to talk to Diana?” her mother asked. Like it was an afterthought. “She’s right here.” Beaming, her mother held out the phone. “He’s such a nice boy,” she stage-whispered to Diana. “If he and Ian weren’t twins, I’d wonder if they were even related.”

Diana took the phone like it was a hot ember, wondering if she could casually bring it into her bedroom — or if that would raise her mom’s suspicions — or if Brendan would unleash a stream of dirty talk about her sweet pussy and get off on knowing she was trying to keep it together in front of her mother —

She needn’t have worried. The entire conversation was disappointingly wholesome. Brendan asked about her finals and said he hoped she had time to relax. She managed a question or two about the internship he was starting in a couple of weeks, some financial job somewhere that involved wearing a tie. He mentioned casually that Ian would be working at the gym nearby, which would involve not getting up early. Diana made a noncommittal response. Should she give Brendan her cell number? Play it cool? Which was more of a turn-on, Brendan in a tie or Ian in a tank top? Was this going anywhere at all outside her head?

While she debated, her dress starting to feel uncomfortably hot, he asked, “Do you want to talk to Ian too? He’s right here.”

“Um,” she said. Her throat was dry now. Her mother was busy sorting through library books on the dining room table, humming. She heard Brendan’s muffled voice on the other end, impossible to understand, and some brief response from Ian.

“Another time.” Brendan was back on the phone. “Talk to you later, Di. Sweet dreams tonight.”

And that had been it. Diana tuned in briefly to Ms. Fielding’s imploring voice, begging everyone to organize their thoughts before they wrote their essays for their final, then tuned out again. Obviously, Brendan had called because that was the nice thing to do after you talked a girl into a threesome with you and your twin brother, and he was a nice guy. At least, most of the time. And if Ian didn’t have the decency to even get on the phone, two days after he’d taken her virginity — well, that was about what she’d expect from Ian.

They probably teamed up to seduce a new girl each weekend, and were already trotting off to make beykoz escort bayan their next conquest. But she couldn’t help reliving every single burning minute of their time together — the pool, the treehouse, their parents’ bed, the kitchen — and imagining more. Even as she told herself sternly to focus, right here, right now, in her mind she was on her hands and knees at the front of the classroom, taking Brendan’s impossibly slow, deep, sensuous thrusts from behind while she swirled her tongue around Ian’s pulsing cock. When Brendan began caressing her clit and Ian gripped her hair with his hands, she clenched her thighs together in her seat, pushed her glasses casually up her nose, and smoothed down her strawberry-printed skirt over her knees — the kind of clothing that had earned Ian’s “librarian-on-crack” comment.

When she glanced to the side, she saw Alex Noriega, the boy next to her, checking out her full breasts. It was the sort of thing that would have made her expire of shame three days ago, unable to meet his eyes or talk to him for the rest of the year, but now, with lust arrowing through her body, it just made her stomach lurch with excitement. She watched Alex calmly until he glanced up and met her eyes. Their gaze held for a minute before he looked away first— him, not her.

As soon as the bell rang, she gathered her books and sped to the nearest restroom, where she leaned against the wall in the furthest stall from the door, reached inside her damp panties, and stroked her swollen clit, trying not to moan. God, her pussy was so hot and wet, and oh yes, Alex was on his knees in front of her, his head under her skirt, lapping up her cream as she purred and stroked his head. When she was about to come, she pushed him away and— jesus, Brendan’s cock was sinking into her again, filling her, stretching her eager cunt, while Ian grunted about how fucking good her tongue felt on his shaft and flooded her mouth with hot cum.

She shuddered, her thighs trembling, as Brendan teased her clit with aching patience and murmured about what a good girl she was. Yessss…his thrusts were getting deeper, almost painful and so very good. She bit her fist to keep from shrieking as she came, her whole body spasming and her still-tender pussy clenching tightly while she circled her clit until she was limp against the wall of the stall.

As she washed her hands and splashed water on her cheeks, her ears ringing from the three girls gossiping about last week’s prom by the tampon machine, sanity slowly returned. Her friends, who knew nothing about the weekend, would be waiting for her outside the cafeteria, tapping their feet over her lateness. She needed to be careful. She might be a ball of lust right now, and Alex might be cooperative in her fantasy, but who knew what signals she might send out to him or any other boys at school if she didn’t watch herself — or how they’d react?

*******

At eleven-thirty that night, Diana was well into the same hot date she’d been enjoying for the past few nights — and most of her time in high school, if she was being honest: comfy in her bedroom, perched at her desk, with her books and papers for company. A few candles and mellow indie rock on her record player set the mood.

Her friends were busy meeting for a study session at someone else’s house, and she’d thought about going, but she always studied better alone. It was easier to focus. And right now, she needed that focus. Fantasizing about boys was the last thing she had time for. Thankfully, she’d snapped back into the groove. She was calm, she was collected, and she was deep into calculus, working out one practice problem after another, absent-mindedly chewing on one of the oatmeal-chocolate-chip cookies she’d baked that afternoon to give herself a break. A dozen more cookies were piled on a plate next to her. She knew she’d go through them all before she was done tonight, along with the giant mug of iced coffee next to her calc textbook. If she was lucky, she’d wrap up studying around one am.

A light knock at her window interrupted her scratching pencil. Must be the huge tree outside, whipping its branches against the glass. Ignoring it, she took off her glasses and leaned back in her wooden chair with her eyes closed, arching her back to get the kinks out and rubbing her forehead. Two more knocks. Was the tree really doing that? It wasn’t even windy outside.

Opening her eyes, she started when she saw the smiling face outside her window. A gorgeous male face with dimples showing. Her stomach lurched. One of the twins had climbed the tree and was looking right at her, expectantly, through the glass.

She couldn’t believe it. Brendan and Ian had climbed up to her window a few times when they were kids — she’d done it, too — but it had been a long, long time since anyone scaled those branches. She tried to keep her hand from shaking as she tugged the window open.

“Hey,” he whispered. Brendan. üsküdar escort bayan The cleft in his chin told her that, plus the friendly expression. “Can we come in?”

We. They were both outside. Oh, boy.

“I’m busy,” she managed.

“We just want to say hi. We know you’re studying so hard.”

Diana breathed in and out. Already, her thighs clenched together, just from seeing him and hearing his voice. Her nipples, suddenly hard, poked against her constraining bra. Her pussy ached unmistakably.

“Just for a minute. I still have a lot to do.”

Nervously, she took the screen off the window and set it by her desk. Brendan climbed in surprisingly easily, maneuvering his long body through the window. He leaned over her desk, looking over the pencil-scrawled papers.

“Calc with Mr. Bertell? I had him for Trig. He’s a good teacher.”

“He’s decent,” she managed. Outside, branches creaked. She could only imagine Ian swinging himself up through the tree.

“You’re going to ace your final.” Brendan grinned at her and dropped a hand on her shoulder. Her whole arm prickled from the touch. “I can tell.” He moved behind her, finding her other shoulder and kneading out the knots with long, sure strokes.

Sweat gathered under her arms, and her dress felt much too hot. The strawberry-printed cotton was practically asking to be peeled off.

“Well, thanks,” she murmured. She started as Ian’s bulk appeared in her window, her whole body tightening. He dropped to the floor, more gracefully than he had any right to, and rolled his eyes at the papers on her desk.

“You already got into Yale. Blow off your finals. Live it up for once.”

“Colleges still look at grades.” Her throat was dry now, and her voice sounded hoarse to her ears. If Brendan in her bedroom made her nervous, Ian sent her adrenaline into overdrive. And the two of them together… Jesus, her parents were right downstairs. Quickly, she put her glasses back on and started writing again, even though the stream of symbols coming out of her pencil was total gibberish. “And I like to do my best.”

“I like to do my best,” Ian imitated in a high voice, picking up a cookie and tossing it into his mouth whole.

“Shut up,” Diana mumbled automatically, trying to focus on the papers in front of her. Brendan hadn’t stopped massaging her back. He was really taking his time, and he was much too good at it. She hadn’t even realized how stiff she was. At least Ian was back to being Ian, instead of confusing her with hangover cures and breakfast. She could deal with bickering back and forth like little kids — just barely. “I’m trying to take a derivative.”

“I hear that’s illegal in most states.”

Diana bit her lip to keep from laughing. Ian looked pleased. He scooped up a handful of papers from her desk and held them out the open window. “Hate for you to get in trouble. How about I take care of these for you?”

“Only if you want your balls wrapped around your neck,” she snapped, too annoyed now to be nervous.

Brendan chuckled softly behind her. He was still rubbing her shoulders, his fingers slipping under the collar of her shirt now and then to tease her bare skin. She couldn’t help sucking in her breath.

“That’s more like it.” Grinning, Ian tossed the papers back on her desk and loped around her room. His gaze swept the stacks of LPs next to her record player. “Poser.”

“I like records.” Her stomach lurched as Brendan’s hands moved up her neck to tangle in her hair, rubbing the back of her head.

“You’re living in the past.” Ian had already moved on to her dresser. He picked up the framed photos of Diana with her friends and inspected them. “Do you see these people? Or do you all sit alone in your bedrooms and study all night?”

“Ian, stop touching my stuff.” He’d done this when they were little kids too, Diana remembered with growing irritation. He’d gone through her things when the twins came over, teasing her about them, until she’d informed him that he wasn’t allowed in her room anymore and driven the message home with a bucket of water balanced on her door.

Instead, he hooked one finger around a hot pink thong lying on her armchair and held it in the air. “Cute.”

She tried to get up, but Brendan’s hands were firm and soothing on her shoulders. Not holding her down — she knew if she really tried, she could stand up — but God, his touch felt good. She just wouldn’t let Ian see that he was getting to her. He tossed the panties back on the chair.

“Now where’s that dildo?”

“I’ll never tell you.” Her face was scarlet now. As she tensed, Brendan’s palms moved down her back, then up again, loosening the kinks, making her breasts tingle and her stomach knot with excitement. God — yes, her thighs clenched when he brushed her hair off her neck and rubbed his thumb intimately over her exposed skin. Seeing Ian strolling around her room, examining and fondling everything sancaktepe escort bayan she owned, all sleek muscles and smug masculine confidence, wasn’t helping.

Before she could stop herself, she sighed and leaned back into Brendan’s hands.

“That’s it,” he said gently. “Relax. Take a break.”

“I need to study,” she whispered.

“You will.”

“You have a lot to learn, baby.” Ian was rooting through her drawers now. “And it doesn’t all come out of a book.”

“Get out of there,” she hissed. But he’d already opened her underwear drawer, pawing through the tiny colored panties, the generous lacy bras, the garter belt that she’d bought out of curiosity and worn as the world’s best-kept secret under her knee-length dresses.

“Goddamn, you have a lot of sexy underwear for such a shy little girl. Found it!” He held up the purple dildo, which looked obscene in his hand, and grinned evilly at her. “Why don’t you give us a show?”

“No way.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. Brendan’s hands sent shivers down her spine, and it was all she could do to keep from thrusting her breasts toward his palms and begging him to release them from her tight bra. Ian’s hazel eyes, raking over her body, sent waves of hot and cold over her from top to bottom.

“Why?” Ian crossed to her, planted his palms on her desk, and leaned over, right in her face. “Are you scared, baby? Scared you’ll like it too much? That the good girl will turn into a hot little slut who just needs to come in front of us?”

Oh my God. She was starting to squirm in her wooden chair, rubbing her swollen pussy against the hard seat.

“We’ll help you,” Brendan murmured. A moan escaped Diana’s mouth as he kissed her neck and sucked lightly on her flushed skin. As he sucked harder, his fingers deftly worked the top button at the back of her dress through its buttonhole. Another button, and another… Lust was taking over her body. She wanted to let her eyes slide closed, but she made herself keep them open.

“No,” she said.

“No?”

Brendan’s hands paused at the fourth button. Ian, still leaning over her, blinked. It was satisfying to see the startled expression on his face. Probably the first time a girl had ever told him no.

“I don’t need anyone’s help.” Her face had to be redder than ever, and embarrassed as she was, her body felt even more hot and aroused. She forced herself to look Ian in the eye, trying to sear through him with her gaze the way he was doing to her. “I’ll do this myself.”

Brendan let go, stepping back. She couldn’t see his expression, but she felt a lot more exposed without his hands on her and his presence at her back. She stared up at Ian’s challenging face, one eyebrow raised, his grin mocking her.

Defiantly, she reached back and undid the fourth button, then the fifth, drawing it out and telling her hands not to shake. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Brendan walk around her to lean against her desk, his eyes moving over her appreciatively.

Undressing herself in front of the twins was nothing like letting them unlace her swimsuit while she was half-drunk, or waking up already naked in bed with them. She felt incredibly exposed as the back of her dress gaped open. Slowly, she slipped the sleeves down her arms, revealing her red and white polka-dotted bra. Her creamy cleavage spilled over the top, creating a deep valley between her oversized breasts. At least, she’d always considered them oversized, but the look of hunger on Ian’s face and aroused enjoyment on Brendan’s face sent hot prickles of excitement and need through her full globes and right to her nipples.

Both twins leaned back against her desk now, their eyes traveling over her body and taking in every inch of exposed skin. Without their hands on her, their eyes burned her soft flesh everywhere they moved.

Her cheeks were crimson again, heat and embarrassment flushing her face, but she slowly reached behind her back, grasped the hook and eye fastening, and undid her bra. Oh — it felt so good to expose her heavy breasts. Cool air soothed her hard nipples, puckered with excitement.

She could feel both twins’ gazes like fingers, caressing her needy swells, and shuddered with arousal. Ian’s eyes darkened with lust when he saw that shudder. He fisted his hands and pushed them in his pockets. Oh God — he was trying to keep his hands off her. Brendan’s eyes were half-closed, a little smile playing over his lips as he watched her undress. He looked — proud of her. Approving. Letting her bra dangle from one finger, she handed it to him. He dimpled, flashing white teeth, and laid it on her desk. When her eyes met Ian’s, he licked his lips — slowly, deliberately. Diana could practically feel his determined tongue snaking over her tight buds and heavy breasts, slithering a path between her thighs to where he’d lapped up her juices on Sunday morning and sent her into spasm after quaking spasm.

A breeze from the open window, sending the candles flickering, tightened her nipples even more. Both twins’ eyes were riveted to the rosy buds. Her hands trembling a little, she took off her glasses and set them on top of her calculus homework. Her legs barely supported her as she stood to let her dress fall over her rounded hips and onto the floor. Stepping out of the bright puddled fabric, she lay down on her bed.

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I walk into my house with my guy friends Antonio and my friend Kristian. We just came back from the mall cause they wanted to check out chicks…and it was really hot, so I was wearing a little sundress…

The two of them decided to sit on the couch while I got something to drink. I went into the kitchen and got some ice water. As a joke, Kristian decided to put some ice down my back… and of course since it was so cold, I kinda went “eep!” and it fell out the bottom of my dress. The two of them found it hilarious of course and put more and more ice down my back. Eventually, the 3 of us were all wet…my nipples were hard and it showed through the dress… so I told them I was going upstairs to change my clothes, and that I’d bring them some clothes to put on. As I went upstairs, I noticed Antonio watching me. But I thought nothing of it, so I continued on.

As I walked into my bedroom, I was contemplating what to wear. I looked in the mirror and saw that my hair was all stringy from being wet. So I took it down and started to brush it. After brushing it, I took off the wet dress and began to look for another one. I opened my dresser drawers and looked around for something…then I felt someone touching my neck. It was Antonio, and he was obviously aroused. He moved his hands down my back and then to my ass…he softly touched me, which made me shiver. bostancı escort bayan I turned around, giving him an up close view of my naked body. I ran my hands up and down his body, first his chest, and then to his cock… he seemed to enjoy it, so I pulled off his shirt and rubbed my breasts against him. He responded by kissing on my neck, occasionally biting it.

He moved one hand to cup my right breast, while the other worked its way between my legs…as he was finding his way into my pussy, Kristian walked into the room. He looked a little shocked at first to see what was going on, but then he decided to join the fun. He went behind me and started to rub my back and kiss the nape of my neck. I put one hand behind me and touched his hip…he started to dry hump my ass as he pulled off his shirt…

meanwhile, Antonio had pulled off his pants and was rubbing my pussy with his hard cock. He sucked my nipples, which made me nice and wet. Kristian had by this time gotten quite hard and was turning me around so I could suck his cock. I turned to see his cock waiting for me. I got down on my knees and took half of him in my mouth…slowly sucking and massaging him with my tongue and lips. I would sometimes let my teeth slide over his head very softly, which he found to be pleasing…he started dudullu escort bayan to fuck my mouth, and pushing my hair back so it wouldn’t get in the way. Antonio was watching not too far away, and stroking his cock.

I continued to work on Kristian’s cock, making it wet with my mouth. He then pulled me upwards, and kissed me on the mouth…pushing his tongue all the way in. He grabbed my ass and pushed me backwards towards my bed. I almost stumbled, but Antonio ( and his cock ) was there to make sure I didn’t fall.

He was fully erect now, and sat down on the bed…he motioned for me to sit down on the bed…so I did. He shook his head, and said “no, sit on my cock.” So I did, but he again shook his head. “I want to put my cock up your tight little ass…now sit” Obediently, I sat on his cock. I felt it go up my ass…it was hard and it even hurt a little. But I was in the mood to be subservient, so I went with the flow. Antonio laid back and pulled me with him. He started to fuck me in the ass, as Kristian got into a 69 position. He ate me out, flicking his tongue over my clit and sticking it into my wet hole. I sucked his cock hard, massaging his balls with my hand.

Antonio fucked my ass, pumping in and out with his fat dick. I moaned loudly, mouth full of Kristian’s dick. This went acıbadem escort bayan on for a few more minutes, until Kristian pulled his cock out of my mouth and put it in my pussy. I was sopping wet by this time, and he slid right in. I felt all of his 9 inches inside me as he started to thrust in and out. His thrusts were short and hard, each time he attempted to get deeper inside me. Feeling the two cocks inside me was unbelievable…I felt so full and so pleased. Antonio’s cock was skilled at anal sex…I felt no pain, only bliss. As the two of them eventually fucked me with the same rhythm, I felt myself getting ready for an orgasm.

Kristian felt my pussy tighten up in orgasm, so he fucked me harder and faster. Antonio took his cue and fucked my ass with incredible speed and hardness. As the orgasm was building, I started to scream in sheer ecstasy…when I finally came, my screams seemed to carry throughout the house and echoed in the room.

The two of them kept on fucking me. They were going to come soon, I could tell. Kristian pulled out of my pussy, and Antonio motioned for me to get up. As I lay on the bed, they stroked and jerked their cocks to make themselves come. Then, they came. Kristian came first, spraying it all over my face and breasts…it was so warm and sticky…Antonio soon followed, sticking his cock into my open mouth and filling it with his hot load. It dripped down my chin, and I tried to get as much of it as I could in my mouth. It was so warm and salty, but I loved it.

After that, the 3 of us lay in bed and went to sleep for a little while. It’s a wonderful feeling to wake up from a nap with 2 cocks between your legs, let me tell you. I always remember that day…it was just so hot…

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I drove Emily all around our city and showed her the different areas of interest. We chatted and had a very good time. We were like two old friends and anyone who would have seen us would have no idea of the lewd things we had been engaged in just a few moments earlier.

We ate at one of the finer restaurants in town and, of course it was Emily’s treat. She had loaned me a pair of white cotton panties because Ann’s blue ones were soaked with my sexual secretions and I could not wear them under my white pants. Of course she was dressed in all black. We were indeed a couple of truly beautiful and attractive women.

It was time for us to return to the hotel and as we drove along Emily, for the first time on our outing turned the conversation toward sex.

“This little escapade was not your first threesome was it?” She asked.

“No it was not” was my smiling response.

“How many others have there been?” She asked.

“Only one. This was the second time for me.” I replied.

“You were so incredible I thought for sure that you had done this many times. What led you to do this?” Emily queried.

“My husband is away on business a lot. I was bored and while exploring the Internet I discovered porn. That was about six months ago. I have been reading different erotic stories and visualizing myself doing all of those erotic sexual things. I have made Literotica and masturbation a part of my daily routine. It is just as important to me as working out at the health club and enjoying my son’s athletic careers. I have to orgasm at least once a day. At least that’s my goal. I love to masturbate.

I made up my mind that I wanted to actually experience some of the sexual things that were so vividly described on the net. So when an opportunity presented itself I was more than ready.”

“Tell me about the first time,” Emily said.

“I was checking the mail for my next door neighbor and brought it into their house. No one was supposed to be home but when I walked in I heard the sounds of sex. It was, Angie, their daughter. She was supposed to be at a gymnastic camp in a nearby town. Angie brought home one of the instructors and was fucking him in her bedroom”

“What did you do? Emily asked.

“I watched them fuck for a while and got so turned on. They were so into it and their young bodies were so beautiful. I had to join in. I told them that I would tell her parents unless they let me participate,” was my reply.

“So what happened next?” she questioned.

They both agreed and we sucked and fucked each other for the next couple of hours. I ate my first pussy and loved it. I loved the way I felt as we pleasured each other. It was so intense and sexually satisfying. I felt no remorse or guilt at all. I couldn’t wait for my next sexual adventure,” I volunteered.

“And that was today with Richard and I,” Emily stated.

I smiled and replied, “No. I seduced one of George Bush’s campaign workers a couple of weeks ago. She was a college student from Minnesota who was working door to door in our neighborhood asking for contributions. I asked her in and propositioned her with cash. With very little hesitation she ate my pussy. It was wonderful. She was so beautiful and really got with it once she started. It was her first time with a woman. The blue panties that I wore today were hers. They were soaked with her juices. I am getting wet thinking about it. I am going to always keep them. I also want the panties that you are wearing now.”

With an intense look on her face she replied, “The panties are yours and they are getting wet too. Your stories are turning me on. Do you know that I have never made love with another woman unless Richard was there? In fact, he is the only man that I have ever fucked, period.

“Aren’t you curious as to how it would be to fuck another man?” I asked.

“Of course I am and we will talk about that later. I want to watch you masturbate. Will you do that for me in the room?” she asked.

Pretty lady, I think that I would do just about anything sexual. Just let me know what you want me to do.” I answered as we pulled into the parking lot of the hotel.

As she dialed her cell phone Emily said, “I am going to ask Richard to give us some time alone. I want to experience how it feels to make love with another woman without him being there.”

“Hello, Richard we are coming up to the room. I would deeply appreciate it if you would go down to the pool for a swim. Betty and I want to spend some time alone. Bring your cell with you. I’ll call when we are ready for that big cock of yours. We expect a big load this time around.” She said as she smiled into the phone.

We walked into the lobby and took the elevator to the third floor. Richard was not in the room when we arrived.

Emily walked up to me, grasped my shoulders, and kissed me on the lips. She then gently probed my willing mouth with her tongue. I sucked it just as gently for a second and then I trapped her full bottom lip between my teeth. I sucked on it lustily for a few seconds tuzla escort bayan and then let go.

Emily gasped as we parted and said, ” I liked that. Now lets get out of these clothes.”

She quickly pulled off her blouse and shorts, then unclasped her bra and let it drop to the floor. The nipples on her beautiful little tits were already hard and extended. Emily was ready for some more loving. She sat down on the couch and said, “Lets leave our panties on for awhile”

My pussy was already dripping and I began to salivate. I quickly stripped down to my panties as her eyes took in every inch of my body.

“God, you are so sexy.” Emily said, “So tall and thin and beautiful. I love your little titties. The nipples are so long and suckable. Lets rub our panty-covered pussies together and make them sopping wet. I want them to be sopping wet when I give them to you. I want you to lick and smell them tonight as you finger fuck your beautiful pussy. Come on pretty girl lets rub.”

I lay down opposite from her and we overlapped our legs until our pussies met. I put my hands down behind me and bucked into her. Emily did the same and banged her black panty-covered clit into mine. I grabbed her legs behind each knee and pulled her pussy tight against mine.

“Lets just rub, I said. We rubbed our clits over one another, together, enjoying the pleasure. Our pussies were wet and soaking through our sheer panties. We slid over one another and our pussies began making sloppy sloshing noises. The feeling was fantastic.

I ground my pussy into hers, then humped her and ground into her again. Our clits were so hard and extended that we could feel them through the cloth. Clit to clit we worked our pussies.

We were both moaning and groaning when Emily gasped, “Your clit is so big! Fuck me with it baby! Make me cum in my panties.”

We ground and humped as hard as we could and I exclaimed, “Rub that pussy baby! Rub that sloppy cunt on mine. Make me cum! Make me cream in my pants! I’m close. Buck baby, buck!

“Fuck me hard baby! I’MMM CUUMMMINNG! Emily screamed.

“OH GAWD! MMEE TOOO! I shuddered as I exploded.

We lay back for a moment and Emily said, “I want to see your pussy. I want to see you do yourself.”

I stood and quickly removed my sodden panties. I then pulled up a chair, which faced Emily, close to the couch. I sat down and draped my long legs over the arms of the chair and slid my ass to the edge of the seat completely exposing my dripping pussy to her.

Emily had also shed her wet panties and was spread wide on the couch. I gasped at the sight. I loved her fabulous well-toned body. The nipples on her little lemon-sized tits were erect and dark. I wanted to suck them bad. Her thick black bush was covered with her pussy juices.

She had a slightly dazed look on her face and she started talking, “God, you are the sexiest woman in the world. Your pussy is lovely. It’s perfect. Your clit is so big. I have never seen one that large. It’s like a little cock. Stroke it for me. Her eyes were focused on my open cunt. She extended her tongue and licked her full lips unconsciously. I pulled my legs further back and using both hands I spread my pussy lips wide. My enlarged clit stood up and indeed looked like a small cock. She was looking directly into my pussy and it made me excited. I was so damn hot. The idea that Emily was looking at my pussy only added to the fire.

“What a beautiful pussy,” Emily said. “The lips are so swollen and you are so wet. I can smell it from here. Stroke it with your finger pretty girl. Finger fuck that pretty thing. I want to see you cum.”

Emily spread her legs wider and began to finger her pussy. I watched with fascination as the fingers on one hand spread her pussy lips while the other stroked and rubbed her clit. The smell of her excited pussy reached my nose. Her pussy was beautiful. Emily was wide open and her hard little clit was clearly visible.

I began to stroke myself and Emily said, “That’s it baby. Your juices are running out and down into your pretty brown asshole. God! I wish I had a dick and could fuck your pussy.” Her fingers moved faster, “Ohh yes! That’s it, fuck yourself with your fingers and rub that big clit. Your pussy is so pretty. Finger fuck that cunt. Fuck it! Fuck it hard! Oh Gawd, I am going to cum again! Finger fuck yourself! Aahh! Yesss! Unh, Unh! She cried out over and over as she keep thrusting her fingers in and out of her very wet cunt. The squishy liquidly sounds drove me crazy with lust.

Her voice got low again and she said, “I’m about to cum. You know that I like for you to watch my face when I cum.” I looked up at her face and her eyes were locked on my pussy, Her lips were swollen and saliva dripped from the corners. Her beautiful face was again distorted as she worked to cum.

The sights and sounds of Emily bringing herself off drove me wild. I stuck two fingers from my right hand into my asshole and worked the thumb into my pussy. With göztepe escort bayan my left hand I rubbed my clit and stroked my pussy. I used the arms of the chair for support and my ass bucked up at my thrusting fingers like a jackhammer. Masturbating in front of another woman drove me to one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

“Watch me cum baby. Watch my pussy juice flow. ” I gasped as my pussy spasmed and gushed a thick white cream that flowed down and into my asshole. Gobs of cum flowed from my cunt. My love sauce was a masterpiece.

I relaxed a little and settled back in the chair. I licked and sucked the cum from my fingers and the palms of my hands. I love the stuff.

Emily said, “That was the most intense orgasm that I have ever given myself. You were beautiful and you cum so much. I have got to taste you. Please don’t move.” Of course I had no intention of moving. I eagerly anticipated that beautiful mouth sucking my pussy.

Emily moved from the couch on her knees and wasted no time as she moved that beautiful face between my legs. She fastened her mouth on my asshole and sucked the juices that had settled there. I immediately orgasmed again and exclaimed, ‘Fuck Yes! Do my asshole!”

She immediately rolled up her tongue and deeply probed my butt hole. Then she flat tongued me from my ass to my gaping pussy as she loudly sucked and slurped my thick cum. Again my pussy went into spasmodic orgasm and more of my honey poured out.

“Oh God pretty baby! Lick it all up. Swallow all of my sauce. Let Miss Betty feed your pretty mouth.” I gasped as Emily started to really get into it. The loud slurping sounds she was making only added to the wonderful feelings that her probing tongue created in my cunt.

“I’m going to eat it all and then I am going to make you cum some more. I love to eat your cum. Suck mine off of my fingers.” She said as she presented her cum soaked fingers to me.

They were coated with her thick pussy juice and I sucked them loudly and almost uncontrollably, making sure to lick between each finger. I love the taste and texture of a woman’s cum and I had to eat every drop. She stopped licking for a moment and started moving those pussy-wet fingers back and forth into my mouth in a fucking motion.

“Is it good baby?” Emily asked.

“Oh God, Yes! Keep licking my pussy, I am about to cum again.”

She put her head back down just as I experienced another little orgasm and more pussy juice oozed out. She put her mouth tightly over my opening and sucked in, bringing my inner labia out to her tongue, which she licked rapidly. I cried out my pleasure in a series of pants as she ringed my hole with her tongue. “Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh, That’s it pretty baby. That’s what I like. Suck my pussy hard.”

Her tongue came out and licked my pussy up slowly toward my clit. All the while she loudly sucked in and swallowed the copious amount of thick cum already deposited there. I could hardly wait for her tongue to get there.

Emily raised her cum soaked face and breathed deeply. She looked directly in my eyes with that crazed look and in between breaths said, “I can’t get enough….. of your sauce….. Your cum is so thick….so tasty….I love to eat pussy…..I am so nasty…..I am a pussy eating slut…. I am going to work… that little cock…..I love to make you cum.”

She flicked my clit with her tongue and it felt like an electric charge going through me. Then she sucked it into her mouth and I came so easily this time. I could feel my fluids eject and Emily loudly lapped them up. My head rocked from side to side as I enjoyed this last orgasm.

Emily flicked my clit with her tongue rapidly and then licked it several different ways, each one driving me crazy with pleasure. It felt like I was in constant orgasm. She gave it one last suck and then moved down to my sopping wet hole and fucked me with it.

“Fuck Yes! I exclaimed I as exploded again and more cum flowed into her eager mouth. “It’s so fucking good! Please don’t stop! I can’t get enough of this good shit!”

“I’m not through yet baby doll,” She gasped and I felt two fingers enter my gaping hole. Emily shoved them all the way in and I let out a guttural sound of primitive lust. “AAAAHHHHHHH, SHIITT!” She again licked my clit hard and fast as she sawed her fingers in and out of my pussy. I felt the thumb from her other hand probe the opening of my asshole and I knew that I was about to explode again. I felt it pass my sphincter and settle knuckle deep in my ass.

I exploded with another body wracking orgasm and I bucked back against her fingers as it consumed me. She responded by fucking me hard and fast with her fingers as her tongue worked my clit with a frenzy. Copious amounts of cum poured out of me into her waiting mouth.

I heard her faintly say, “That’s it pretty baby…. That’s the way to cum…. for mama…. Feed mama…. with your beautiful thick cum….I love the way you cum….I want more….This nasty old gal…wants kurtköy escort bayan more.”

“I am going to try to work your G-spot,” She said as she shifted her fingers and curled them up, spreading my lips wide. All of the things Emily was doing drove me higher and higher. This was the most intense orgasm run I had ever experienced. I had never brought myself this far and I was now experiencing pleasures I hadn’t known. Her fingers pressed in on me and I felt the wrinkled skin over my spot tighten in readiness.

Emily had her thumb in my ass as her tongue continued its assault on my clit. With her fingers rubbing my spot furiously it took very little time for the pressure to build and I worked hard to cum again. I was on an unbelievable sexual high and with a few more strokes I exploded inside and my pussy gushed more thick, white, creamy cum into Emily’s waiting mouth. I screamed, “OOHHH GAWD!” as I felt a glorious rush of heat from my orgasm.

Emily licked up the copious amounts of cum leaking from my hole then looked at me. Her face was slick with my secretions. She smiled and said, “You have been a wonderfully naughty girl, a married woman fucking and sucking two complete strangers all afternoon. Naughty girls usually get spanked. I want to spank your beautiful ass. Have you ever been spanked nasty girl?”

“Not since I was a bad little girl.” I answered.

“Well I think that a good spanking is in order, don’t you?” she smiled.

“Yes. Yes I do. I’ll try anything with you.” I replied.

“Put my black panties on. I want to make you cum in them. I want to spank that ass with my panties on.”

I picked up the panties from the floor and slipped them on. As I pulled them tight around my pussy I gasped as I experienced another small orgasm. Jesus Christ! I was on an incredible sexual high.

“They are beautiful on that long body.” Emily breathed. “Lets move to the bed.”

As we walked to the bed Emily said, ” I want you to eat my pussy before I spank you.”

“I can do that. I want to taste you.” Was my reply.

Emily kneeled on all fours with her ass high in the air and I immediately sank to my knees on the floor. Her pussy was swollen from the excitement and her engorged clit protruded. It was soaked with her juices as was her hairy asshole. I leaned in and stuck my whole face in it and at first I just rubbed and inhaled her smell. It was intoxicating. Then I began to lick and suck, loudly and steadily on her cunt.

I slurped and swallowed all of the tasty cum that I could find there and then I moved to her asshole and gobbled up what had accumulated there. She tasted wonderful. Emily responded by slowly humping her ass back into my waiting mouth and said, “Ohh, eat me baby. Tongue my hairy asshole. Tongue fuck this horny old bitch.”

I did as asked and assaulted her hole with a rolled up tongue. I stuck it in as far as it would go and nibbled on the rim with my teeth as Emily pushed her tight ass back against my face.

“Eat my ass. Eat my fucking ass you nasty bitch.” Emily directed as I plunged my tongue repeatedly into her ass in a fucking motion. I then worked down the length of her pussy and lapped at her clit. When I touched it she lurched forward and dropped her head down to the bed and said, “I am about to cum. Suck my clit. Suck the pussy juice out of me. Suck pretty baby, suck!”

I wrapped my tongue around her clit and sucked with a strong, steady effort. I sucked it like I would suck a cock. She exploded into orgasm with, “Fuck Me! Fuuucck Yes! I’mmm Cuummiinng!”

Emily slumped forward on the bed and lay there for a few moments and then she looked at me and said, “You are the best baby girl, the absolute best. Now I want to spank that beautiful ass before I call Richard up here to fuck your brains out. Get up here and kneel.”

I kneeled with my ass high in the air. Emily stood and without hesitation brought her hand down hard and slapped my panty-clad ass. It stung like hell and I gasped. The slap sent electric like shocks to my pussy and the nubs of my little titties. Whack! This one was harder than the first and I felt a little cum leak from my cunt.

“A good spanking for a very naughty girl,” Emily said as she ran her hand over my ass and then my pussy. “You have been a nasty girl and I am going to spank you until you cry.”

Her hand again slapped down with a resounding ring and I gasped at the impact. It hurt like hell but I did not have time to recover as she repeatedly slapped the firm cheeks of my ass. My ass was stinging and I felt a perverse pleasure in the pain. There was a tingle in my pussy.

“Spank me baby. Spank my ass. Spank me harder.” I gasped.

Emily stopped for a moment and said, “I am going to call Richard. It’s time you had another good fucking.” She slapped my ass forcefully another couple of times and I heard her say, “We are ready for you daddy.”

“Spank my bare ass. Make it sting!” I demanded.

She responded by bunching the panties in the crack of my ass exposing the skin of my cheeks.

“I am going to spank your ass until he gets here,” She said as she began to steadily rain slaps down on my ass. “You have been a bad, bad girl.” Whack! “You have been sucking and fucking two complete strangers all afternoon long.” Crack! “You have been licking the pussy of a woman that you only met this morning.” Slap! “You are indeed a naughty girl.” Ouch!

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There was a college basketball game on the TV nearest them, blaring over the sound system with cheering and the obnoxious calls of announcers. Joy propped her nice little chin on a palm and swiveled her head back and forth, sort of watching the game, but not really. When the bartender, a thirtyish guy, came over, Joy greeted him by name.

“Josh,” she said. She tilted her head at Victor. “This is Victor, my-” she paused,”-fellow prisoner of the cubicles.”

The bartender gave Victor a rather hostile look, but cleared his face and said, “Hey, man,” in an unconvincing manner. Victor tipped his head back in a wordless greeting. Joy ignored them both, watching the TVs around the room.

Victor named his beer, and the Josh guy turned away. Victor realized he hadn’t asked Joy what she wanted. A brief bit later he returned with some pink concoction and Victor’s selection. He plunked them down without looking at Victor, and stared at Joy. She ignored him until he walked away.

Victor decided to shake off the Josh thing and and asked Joy, “So, you’re leaving, so… what are you going to be doing?”

It broke the ice, or fog, or whatever, and Joy went on a long monologue about her new job. It involved being closer to her daughter’s college, slightly better pay, and a long distance move. Victor hadn’t realized when she said she was leaving that Joy was actually moving ‘away.’ As in, far away. There kadıköy escort bayan was a branch of her new company close by, but she had taken a job almost all the way across the country.

Victor listened politely, watching her face as she got more animated and almost agitated, and amused himself by keeping an eye on the other people in the bar with his peripheral vision, watching them watch Joy as she moved around on her stool.

The guy Josh provided at least four drinks for each of them, and after the third drink Joy was certainly much, much more animated. Her body language got a little exaggerated, and Victor (and the rest of the bar) was treated to Joy raising her arms over her head, thrusting her amazing breasts into the fabric of her shirt, arching her back, and waving her hair around.

After the fourth drink she was completely relaxed, and started touching Victor when she talked, moving in closer to him to whisper and shout alternately about various things. At one point she smushed her boobs into him, and the feeling made his cock hard: she was fabulously gorgeous. Unbelievable. He felt himself staring at her, locking eyes with her without meaning to.

She caught him.

Victor tried to be cool, but Joy didn’t pull back. Instead, she leaned in even closer, looked around a little, and smirked right in his face. She ataşehir escort bayan unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse, showing off a lacy white bra and exquisite cleavage, and facetiously batted her eyes at him. Victor sucked in his breath and watched Joy move slightly, deliberately swishing against him and swaying her breasts. She leaned across him and dramatically sucked on her drink straw, hard, making her cheeks concave and staring into his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and shifted to adjust his instant hardon.

She caught him doing that, and let go of the straw and laughed out loud. “You guys,” she said. “You’re so easy.” Then she put her hand on his thigh and rubbed. The act forced Victor into a straight up posture, upright on the stool, trying to keep his erection in some sort of check, but not really wanting to. He had a flash of a thought.

“Cock tease.”

His face must have changed, because Joy apparently read his mind. She pulled back, let go of his leg, and pursed her lips. She said, “You think I’m fucking with you?”

He had to answer truthfully. “Well, yeah, I think you are.” He paused. “Just a little.”

She leaned back in, putting her perfect lips close to his. She said, “How about you fuck with me?” She paused, mimicking him. “Just a little.”

Victor didn’t mean to be so crude, but couldn’t help it, ümraniye escort bayan it just came out, and he said what he was thinking. He said, more aggressively than he meant to, “How about I just fuck you?”

Joy’s eyes flashed. Victor couldn’t tell if she was angry, offended, turned on, confused, or all of the above. She lowered her beautiful head and put her eyes on him. “That’s kind of crude.”

Victor smiled some, to show he was being sort-of serious, sort-of humorous, and also expressing his disappointment at her leaving, and said, “I’m never going to see you again. Why should I care what you think?”

Joy stared at him, straight in his face, thinking, or something. Then there was a noise next to them.

Victor hadn’t noticed, and had lost track of the activity in the bar completely. He had focused so intently on Joy he’d forgotten where in the fuck he was. When he turned, Josh the bartender was standing right next to them, hands propped on the bar surface. He’d obviously been there for the entire exchange. The guy had a roiling, unhappy, pursed-lip expression on his face. Victor had to wonder if he looked the same way himself.

Joy sat up straight again, showing off her absurdly perfect breasts, and swiveled back and forth, rotating on the stool’s spindle. She laughed, a loud, raucous, uproarious laugh.

She made a half-shout, a “HAH!” sound, and said, “Boys, boys, boys!”

Victor the cubicle slave and Josh the bartender, placed like awkward hands on a human clock, regarded the object of their obvious respective lust. Joy swiveled some more, making a wry little grimace, apparently thinking, or making some kind of decision. She put a finger to her red, red lips, narrowed her eyes, and leaned back.

Joy said, “I tell you what.”

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Gazing down into my eyes was Matt, Babs husband, his raging hard-on pressing against my stomach as his hands moved over my breasts and down my sides.

“MMMmmm, baby, I can wait for you, you need a break”. Smiling down at me, Matt was as tan as Ed, maybe a few inches taller, with a broad white smile and laugh lines around his dark, green penetrating eyes.

We grabbed our towels and headed for the living room, his wrapped around his slim hips and mine wrapped under my arms and tucked in just above my breasts. No one bothered putting their clothes back on once they had taken them off. Clothes were in little piles on the floor, some on chairs some folded neatly on different end tables or just below them beside the many sofas. Those sitting near the fire were wearing sheer lingerie the type that just barely covered their behinds when they stood up, most of the guys were just wearing their boxers or a towel, like Matt was.

Couples were coming in from outside to warm up by the fire or in the showers while others were making their way up the stairs passing those that were coming down. It appeared that most of them were ready to hit the kegs again and relax beside that big hearth in the living room.

Ed rejoined his wife Megan as they coiled up in front of the fire. Their legs entangled, their toes playing with each other. She was leaning back into his arms.

Matt brought me a cooler as I curled up in the corner of an over stuffed sofa. He sat himself on the floor between my legs, running his fingertips down them as he sipped on his beer.

“So what do you think of our little get together?” Ed asked, smiling up at me as he ran his cold glass against my leg.

“These parties could become addictive,” I smirked, giving his lips a wet, open kiss.

“Finish your drink, and lets see if I can convince you to come back for the next one.” Smiling, he lifted my towel and brushed his chilled finger against my clit causing me to wiggle further down into the soft cushions, and then he straightened my towel, kissed my thigh and sipped again on his beer.

The room filled and became alive again with the chatter of buzzing voices, the music was slow and romantic…not the booming speakers that first greeted us earlier in the evening. Everyone was sipping on one drink or another…mellow…just enough to heighten the senses. I took a drink and wondered where Blake was.

Tightening my towel around me and leaving Matt on the floor beside the sofa I found my way to the tiny sandwiches, putting a few on a paper plate. Then I saw Blake approaching, and he was holding a beautiful satin hunter green baby doll nightgown. He wrapped an arm around my waist then leaned me backwards bracing me with his arm. He kissed me so hard it took my breath away.

“For you,” he gestured to the gown. “I noticed your towel was still damp”.

Peeking over at Matt who was now standing beside me grinning, I let my towel drop to the floor and let Blake slip the gown over my shoulders.

“Perfect…it brings out the color of your eyes”, Blake and Matt beamed as they walked around me, their eyes roaming up and down my frame, tugging and straightening the hem, inspecting his work.

Matt picked up the towel and handed it to Blake who disappeared as quickly as he had appeared.

“Are you ready Baby to go see what’s up there”? I simply nodded, as I felt his hand reaching between my thighs.

We walked up the staircase, where we entered a hallway with four bedroom doors that were partly open. I took a glance in the rooms as we walked down the hall. In one of the smaller rooms, a couple was in full heat while two guys were standing over them with their cocks in their hands…watching…moving their hands up and down over those engorged wands.

In a candlelit room there were two women and a man on the bed. He was on his back as he licked one of them and the other woman had his cock in her mouth. On the floor beside them on a pile of pillows, a man was frantically humping a woman on all fours. The room was full of moans and groans as the candles flickered shadows on the wall.

We moved down the hall and entered the master bedroom. Mattresses from both queen beds were on the floor, and couples were everywhere. The air was thick with the mixed smell of wet hot sex and cum. The raw wild smell permeated everything. Bodies were tangled over and under each other. Matt, still holding my hand, led me into the room. He laid down in a small space between a couple of hot sweaty bodies and pulled me down on top of him.

Straddling his chest I leaned over placing my hands on both sides of him and with an open mouth pressed my tongue in between his lips. He grabbed my forearms and pulled me down hard on him, forcing his tongue to the back of my mouth, causing me to moan as I started to move my wet opening back and forth on his ribcage. kartal escort bayan His hot rigid seven inches of growing manhood begged for attention, so I wiggled down his chest rubbing my clit against his body.

The sea of warm flesh moved aside as he rolled me over, our mouths still locked as his hands moved down to my breasts, squeezing them, causing my nipples to peak. Groping hands began rubbing my ankles and legs as his weight pinned me against the mattress. Someone grabbed my hands and pulled them up above my head as Matt slid down my body with his tongue.

I felt another set of hands squeezing and rubbing my breasts as Matt’s hands moved down between my thighs finding and caressing the wetness. The intoxicating smell of the room and the foreign hands that were groping my body had me in such a sexual state of excitement that the mere feel of Matt’s hand on my entrance was almost enough to send me over the edge.

Whoever was holding my hands over my head released them long enough to straddle my chest and place his cock on the lips of my mouth. My tongue reached for it, as my hands moved up and down the long thick shaft. He sat up on his knees and pushed it into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head and running a finger down the underside until my hands reached his weighty spheres. Gently rolling the orbs in my hand, my tongue continued to slide across the tip of his cock, he started to move his cock in and out of my mouth.

My hips were moving up and down on Matt’s finger, trying to get more and more of him inside me as I sucked on this new cock. Reeling from the continued sensation of being touched by flesh on every part of my body, a powerful orgasm began to build deep within me. I felt the hot stiff cock withdraw from my mouth, as the unidentified man returned to his place above my head and again grabbed my arms, holding them down against the mattress with one hand as he stroked himself with the other.

Matt was between my legs, his eyes fixed on mine, my arms trapped above my head, as he moved two curled fingers inside me, his mouth on my clit, sucking and nibbling. Then I could feel his tongue tracing down my slit and then enter me, snaking in and out, my knees bent and my hips rising pushing my wetness against his mouth.

I then noticed through the shadows of the door that a new figure was entering our playpen…it was Blake. Holding his drink as he sat in a chair next to us, he tipped his wrist slightly – a toast for me. Then he leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, sipped his drink and watched as I squirmed.

Matt’s withering tongue drew my attention away from Blake. My stomach tensing, my back arching…fighting the hands that kept my arms against the bed…

“Matt…Matt…I’m Cumming…Yes… Yes… I’m Cumming!!!”

Suddenly, Blake…Master…was on his knees beside me…whispering in my ear…

“NO BABY!! NOT YET.” My head turned and looked into his eyes. My mouth was so dry, my stomach so tense from Matt’s tongue and fingers moving in and out of me. Release was so urgent…I looked into Masters eyes again pleading, begging…

“Relax…control it.” He whispered as he ran his tongue around the edge of my ear then bit down on my neck, helping me stem the forces building inside me. He dipped his fingers in his iced drink then on my lips and whispered again, “don’t let it control you.”

I took a very deep breath trying to let my body relax. The sensations still there but letting the tenseness move out of my stomach…relax…concentrate…out of my arms…out of my legs…concentrate…just feel the warmth… I felt the onrushing waves continue to build, but I was able to keep them from overflowing me.

Matt looked up at Blake, nodding with a smile etched on his face…

“Mount her.” Blake ordered. The power of his voice radiated throughout me as I glanced at him then at Matt. Matt removed his fingers and tilted his cock in between my thighs, lubricating it with the wetness that was dripping down between my legs. He played with his cock at my entrance. I strained and pushed, my pussy reaching, begging for his cock.

He placed his hands on my waist moving his hips round and round on my mound. His cock was moving back and forth through the slipperiness of my lips.

“Relax Baby, wait for it.” Blake whispered.

Matt glancing once again at Master…at Blake…I also looked at Master, my eyes pleading for him to tell Matt to enter me…

“Slow Matt, let her control it.” Matt began to enter me, the feel of him inside me, just the head of his cock inside me, was creating such heat that my body began to shudder.

Relax…breathe deep…relax…control it…my eyes closed…feeling his manhood slide deeper and deeper inside me pushing, spreading my walls…

“God Blake, she is so hot…her pussy is so hot against maltepe escort bayan my cock…she is so tight… damn… she feels so good.” Matt’s breathing becoming more labored as he slowly impaled me…until I finally felt his balls swaying back and forth against my ass…

“Now roll her over.” Blake’s commanding voice still guiding us…Matt held me as he moved into the sea of flesh that still kept us captive on the mattress…the hands that held my hands let go and I reached for Matt, holding him as he moved me on top of him.

Bracing my hands on his chest, I sat up and began to move slowly up and down on his shaft. His eyes were closed as his hands cupped and squeezed my breasts then moved down and encircled my waist. Leaning over him and kissing his mouth, we began to grind our hips faster against each other, creating more moans and gasps to be shared with the others in the room.

Suddenly, with my ass in the air, I felt warm soft hands exploring it, rubbing it, as I continued to move up and down on Matt’s cock. Blake stood up and removed his boxers letting them drop to the floor. His cock was larger than Matt’s and was fully swollen. The tip was pulsing as his hand moved slowly up and down the shaft. A drop of pre-cum glistening on the head, he moved it close to my mouth. My tongue eagerly licked away the sweet drop then I quickly swallowed him, flicking my tongue across the head inside my mouth.

He withdrew himself from my mouth and moved behind me, pushing my body forward until I am sure he was getting a very good look at my ass. Feeling a very slippery cool substance on his hands, I was sure he was using some KY Jelly. There were tubes of it lying all over the room.

His finger entered me from behind, I gasped, wanting so desperately to let go. The waves of energy inside me were building to a crescendo, sweat poured off my body. Mixed with Matt’s sweat our bodies slid across each other, as we quickened our pace. Blake leaned close to my ear, nibbling on it, whispering… “Wait…not yet Baby”.

I felt a finger play at the rim of my backdoor. Suddenly, it entered, scissoring inside my backside. I was able to maintain control as I felt the finger withdraw and more gel poured between my cheeks, cooling my heated back entrance. I continued moving up and down on Matt’s throbbing cock, faster now, harder, taking Matt in as deep as my hips would allow, knowing Matt wanted to cum as badly as I did…both of us waiting for his command…

Then I felt his cock at the entrance to my ass. Blake rubbed his member around the much-lubed hole as Matt and I continued to grind our selves against each other’s sweat soaked bodies…

“NOW!!!”

I screamed as I felt Blake enter me from behind, taking me all at once, his cock pressing against Matt’s with just the fine membrane separating the two. Beads of sweat poured into my eyes, Blake’s hand in my hair pulling it back as the nails of his other hand ran down my back. Ablaze from the heat of both penetrations searing through me I forced myself back down on Matt, his growl as loud as mine as his hips rose off the mattress burying his self as deep inside me as he could, grabbing and pinching my breasts painfully as his hot seed started shooting deep inside me. I felt the onrushing waves crash through my control, flooding my entire body with an orgasm I never thought possible. My entire body shook as my nerves went into a frenzy.

Blinding…searing heat…raging through my body, spiraling to my brain then charging down into my spine and finally releasing through every digit of my hands and feet…collapsing…totally exhausted…trying to catch my breath…leaning over Matt, a drop of sweat falling from my hair onto his chest. He reached up and pulled my mouth down to his, gently kissing. I saw his eyes look up as I felt someone’s arms move under my knees and behind my back, wrapping me in their arms as they lifted me off the floor and pulled me close to their chest. Leaning over again with me in his arms, he grabbed the green gown and let it drift across my breasts as he carried me out of the darkened room.

Looking in his eyes as he carried me down the hall, the word “NOW!!!” kept ringing in my ears. Orgasmic tremors continued to race through my brain and wash through my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and rested my head against his chest, feeling safe and content. He put me down when we reached the first floor. Leaning down he retrieved the satin piece of lingerie that had fallen to the floor…

“Raise your arms love.” He let the satin fall over my arms and glided it over my breasts and down my stomach. He reached down between my thighs, cupping my mound, the warmth rekindled a flame as his mouth pressed down on mine, kissing me hard.

Giving me a loud smack on my bare ass, he lead me across the room pendik escort bayan to get some of those tiny sandwiches and fresh glasses filled with ice for our coolers. By now, the hearth was empty except for a few stragglers moving in and out from the pool to upstairs. Blake grabbed some firewood off the stack and placed them in the fireplace, stoking them with a poker to rekindle the fire.

We sat on the rug in front of the fire waiting for the logs to catch. Blake was a man of few words but as I learned tonight his words carried a lot of power. He knew how to make his voice gentle, whispers that caught and held your attention; whispers that made you want to do what he asked. Then he had a tone that demanded you do what he wanted. That was the voice that echoed in your mind as you gazed into his eyes knowing his every word held meaning. I sat with my knee against his, staring into the fire then up at him, wondering about this Adonis, this perfect man, this man who made me hold back…this man who seemed to know exactly when to let me release…

“I have to go check the fire out back, want to go along for the walk?” He stood up and offered his hand.

“With you and Matt dripping down my leg I’ll be attacked by every bug within a four mile radius.” He smiled and leaned into me, putting his hand between my legs. He coated his fingers with the cum that was still running down my leg, then brought them up to his mouth then to mine, teasing me. My mouth opened eagerly as I kissed and sucked on his fingers, tasting my juices.

“Let’s see if I can find a pair of sweats for you to wear. I don’t want anything biting your butt except me,” he said with a smile while squeezing my thighs.

He was walking down the hall when I heard a joyful “Hey lady!”

It was Sue wearing a pastel pink transparent piece of satin lingerie that floated around her as she moved.

“You forgot to tell me to bring my jamies.” Laughing at her as she danced across the room, a glazed look of total contentment in her eyes. It was the look you get when you’ve been thoroughly and completely fucked. I was wondering if I had that look…

“How’s it going with you-know-who?” She asked as she plopped herself down beside me.

“You-know-who is getting me some sweats so we can go check the campfire. He’s a Dom Sue, you know how I feel about that.”

“Aaahh, is he reaaaallllyyyy?” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief as they met mine.

Just then Blake came back with a set of dark blue satin sweats and handed them to me. Sue grinned at me then wrapped her arms around Blake’s neck and stood on her tiptoes as he leaned down and kissed her.

“See you in a while, don’t let the bugs bit.” She was laughing as she went to the refrigerator and got a few pieces of ice, she dropped them in a cup and headed back upstairs.

Blake turned around and watched me intently as I pulled on the bottoms of the dark blue satin sweats. I raised my arms again for him to remove my satin gown. Catching my arms in the lingerie he twisted his hands, wrapping and holding my arms in place over my head as his mouth again pressed down on mine. The fingers of his other hand traced down between my breasts as his mouth and that talented tongue moved across my nipples making them writher and become taut, pointing at him as he took them in his mouth.

Letting go of the gown he reached for the blue satin top that matched the bottoms and pulled it down over my arms. My hardened nipples sticking through the soft delicate fabric were begging for attention. He moved around me as though surveying his work. Holding my hand he guided me towards the den and out the patio door to the dirt road that led to the campfire.

As we walked to the fire at the back of his acreage he began talking about how his Dad had owned this land before him. There used to be row upon row of raspberry bushes behind the house. He often came home early during his senior year and found his parents in between the bushes, his Mom wearing a pink satin gown that reached her toes hiked up to her waist as his Dad took her from behind. He said he would hide behind the drapes in the den and watch as they made love out in the open thinking there was no one around for miles, never guessing that he was watching them. Mom was always barefoot, Dad would rub her feet at night and she would rub his shoulders, the sounds from their room after the lights went out seemed so natural to him, natural but arousing.

He wasn’t married, had never been married, and was thirty-six years old…still looking for that someone that would fit his lifestyle. He was a Dom, born that way, knew how to control people with his voice. He had never used whips and chains or handcuffs or ropes, he believed in control…the ability to control himself as well as someone else during a passionate orgasmic climactic experience with just his voice.

Walking beside this man who seemed much too gentle to be a Dom but who had already shown me his ability to control and excite the endorphins that raged through my body, we stopped as I pulled his mouth down to mine, wanting him much more than I had ever wanted anyone.

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“Hey honey… Have you seen this?” My husband asked, showing me an email he had received.

I barely glanced at it before answering. “Nope!”

“It’s from our group. They’re having a Halloween party… swinger style!” My hubby informed me.

“Really?” I asked with interest. “Hang on, let me see if I got an email from them too.”

Sure enough, a quick look at my inbox proved that I had gotten an email invite. Hmm… it’s been some time since the last group party…

“Sounds like it could be a lot of fun!” I remarked excitedly, but then my mood crashed. “But who would watch the kids? You can go if you want to, and I’ll stay home.” I offered because this was the simplest solution and I was almost always stuck home with the kids anyway. I was used to it…

“That’s not fair!” My husband protested. “I got to go to the last party. I think you should get a chance to go to this one… I’ll stay home with the kids.”

I felt tears sting my eyes. “Really?” I asked almost breathlessly, amazed that my husband could be so frickin’ sweet every once in a while.

“Yeah, besides, you know me; I end up standing next to a wall watching everyone else have fun because I’m too shy to get to know anyone.”

This was true. The only reason he’d gone to the last party is that friends of our had brought him and then spent the night introducing him to people and helping him make conversation. Once he gets to know someone, he’s a riot, so I wasn’t really surprised by what the email said as I read it more carefully.

I hope you can both make it to our party because we thought your Mr. was so funny last time but we want to meet you too. Also — and I didn’t add this to his email because I don’t want to make him nervous, but do you think you can talk him into sitting on the swing for a bit?

I bit my lip and then covered my mouth to prevent an excited squeal from coming out of my mouth! The term “swingers” is meant to describe partners switching back and forth between couples, but on occasion, someone owned an actual swing, heeheeheehee!

“What?” My husband asked suspiciously.

I sighed, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret from him anyway. “Apparently, they want you to spend a little bit of time on the swing…”

“The love swing?” My hubby asked with both interest and hesitation. He’d described to me in great detail what had happened to the woman on the swing at the last party, so he had a pretty good idea what could happen to him if he agreed.

He shook his head slowly. “No… Even if I was going, I don’t think I’d want to be on the swing…”

“Aww…” I purred in disappointment. “You’re telling me that you wouldn’t want to be freely available for any woman who wants to just come by and suck on you?”

“That wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m so out of shape and I just can’t see any women wanting to suck on me,” he stated a bit pessimistically.

I grinned as I heard our kids bouncing around in their room. They sounded busy and not likely to bother us for a few minutes. Still purring, I straddled my husband’s lap and stroked his shaft through his boxers. We were both in our underwear — as was our habit when no one was visiting.

“I would simply love to see you in that swing…”

He groaned in longing, his shaft perking up from the unexpected attention.

“I would stand next to you, watching as anyone who wanted to wrapped their lips around you and brought you to heaven…”

He moaned at the thought. “I know how much you love to watch…”

I pressed my womanly lips — covered by only my panties — to his boxer-clad groin, rocking my hips to create friction. I bent over to whisper in his ear, “If I can find a sitter for the kids, will you get in the swing?”

He groaned in frustration. “You tease!” Then he sighed. “Fine… If you can find a sitter, I’ll try sitting in the swing for a couple of minutes.”

“Woohoo!” I shouted joyously, which made our kids materialize out of nowhere to see what was going on. They sighed in disappointment when all they saw was mama and daddy hugging and kissing again, then slunk back to their room.

Hubby held me by the hips, holding onto me as he stood up from his chair. He carried me to our room, locking the door as he shut it. I giggled merrily in anticipation.

We fell onto our bed and he yanked my panties off before I had a chance to lift my hips and help him out. I was so wet and ready for him, so he slipped right on in and rode me hard enough to bang the bed into the wall. I held a pillow to my face to muffle my gasps of pleasure.

“Go away!” My hubby shouted when our kids demanded to know what was going on.

He managed to hit the right spot and I started moaning softly into the pillow, curling into my hubby as he gripped my hips and pumped me full. He bit my shoulder lightly to muffle his own grunts of satisfaction.

If only the kids were asleep and we could take a nap, but sadly, it just wasn’t meant to be…

My hubby atakent escort bayan grabbed a pair of shorts to pull on in an attempt to cover the residual hardness of our lovemaking, and then unlocked the door and rushed referee a fight that had broken out in the what? 5 minutes? That we were busy.

I rolled over to locate and grab my cell phone from the charger near the bed. I must know somebody that could babysit for us…

*****

I can’t believe that you found a sitter!” My hubby exclaimed incredulously as we exited our car and walked to the house where the Halloween party was already in full swing.

The host was standing at the door to make sure that all the guests understood what kind of party this was and to make sure that no one uninvited tried to sneak in. He recognized my hubby with a smile. A moment later, he clasped my hand in his.

“So nice to finally meet you!” He greeted.

“Thank you. I’m pretty excited to be here!” It was true too. I hadn’t gotten to attend any parties of any kind in a couple of years. I would have been ecstatic if it had been a family friendly party full of screaming kids because it was still a chance to get out of the house. That this was a party featuring sex and alcohol simply made it all the better in my opinion!

Speaking of, I grinned in the direction of the various copulating couples as I made my way to the table where a ton of alcohol bottles were sitting. It was bring your own booze, so I added the bottle of Jose Cuervo Gold we’d brought to the collection, and then giggled as I realized that they had all the ingredients necessary to make Long Island Iced Teas.

“Did your husband agree to sit in the swing for a bit?” The hostess asked me, whispering in my ear conspiratorially.

“He actually did!” I gushed in excitement, wondering how she’d known which man I was married to. I’d gotten separated from him almost the moment we’d walked through the door. Then I remembered that she’d probably seen our profile pics from the group website.

“I’m so happy to hear you say that!” She purred huskily as she stroked my hair and back. I shivered in anticipation. Sure enough, she greeted me with a kiss to remember her by.

Taking me by the hand, she dragged me to find my hubby. I kept a firm grip on my drink so that I didn’t drop or spill it as we navigated the crowd. Several minutes later, we found my hubby watching the woman currently in the swing.

She was practically singing as a woman ate her like an expensive dessert. I took my first look at the love swing, sipping on my drink absently. It was a series of straps that held a person in place, suspended at a height that was comfortable for most people to take advantage of her no matter how much she might squirm. The swing also was a form of bondage because she couldn’t move her hands or legs to block anyone.

I knitted my brows together in concern. I can tell you right now that I would not like having my hands tied so that I couldn’t push a person away when I’d had enough. The hostess saw my look and laughed.

“Don’t worry, everything is optional. If you like the swing but not the bondage, you can always have your hands free,” she assured me.

“Me!” I gasped in protest. I both liked and didn’t like the idea.

The woman in the swing started begging for mercy, and a few people helped get her out of the swing. The hostess beckoned for my husband to come closer with just one finger. He chuckled nervously, but complied.

“I like your costume,” she informed him, her voice dripping with sexiness. “Do you wish to take it off completely, or just your pants and underwear?”

My hubby gulped and looked at me to see if I was actually going to make him go through with this. I nodded at him to let him know that he was not going to back out now! He took a steadying breath, and then nodded slowly.

“Just my pants…”

His costume was a rather plain pirate costume consisting of a sleeveless open-necked shirt and a pair of black old-style cargo pants. He had a bandana around his head but no hat to fall off. I obligingly helped the hostess remove his pants, chuckling when she discovered that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. She licked his smoothly shaved balls once ever so lightly with the tip of her tongue.

“I like what I see!” She praised him, her words making his shaft finish leaping to attention. I don’t think I’ve seen him get hard quite so quickly in a couple of years!

With her expert knowledge of the swing, and plenty of help from others that obviously came over to use it frequently, she soon had my husband securely occupying the swing.

She’d even bound his hands and made it impossible to close his legs! I rubbed my hands together and cackled gleefully, unable to wait for the fun to begin. Too bad there weren’t any cameras allowed here…

She took the very first turn, licking him and pressing kisses to his puffy mushroom-like head. Suddenly, she beykent escort bayan swallowed him as far as possible. I watched his eyes roll back as he groaned.

Yep! He’s totally in heaven right now!

I decided to stand behind him and rake my nails along his thighs. He started shaking as the hostess bobbed her head vigorously. Just as abruptly as she’d taken him into her throat, she stopped completely.

“No so fast…” she commanded with a soft laugh.

A woman I didn’t even know kissed her for a few minutes while my husband watched them. After they figured enough time had passed, they both stroked my husband’s shaft with their tongues, tickling and teasing him for far longer than I have ever had the patience for.

Too bad they wouldn’t let me send him over here for a half hour or so every day! I bet my hubby would be the happiest man on the planet if he had a woman or two sucking him off on a daily basis. Ones who liked doing it I mean…

I continued to scratch him with my nails, kissing him as the mood struck. Another woman I didn’t know — which, incidentally, meant that my hubby didn’t know them either, unless he had met them at the previous party — joined us. She settled herself under him, using a bit of oil and a very thin and well sanitized — she assured me — vibrator to stimulate his tightly puckered anus.

Damn! I wish I had some popcorn and a comfy chair to sit in while I watched this! This was hands down the best show I have ever seen!

My hubby squirmed uncomfortably, but wasn’t able to break free of his bondage. I know he was trying to get his brain off the two women licking his rigidly hard shaft long enough to tell the other woman to leave his butt alone.

We never used any toys on him in the bedroom either…

His mild sounds of protest prompted the hostess to tug on my sleeve. “Use his bandana to gag him,” she suggested.

I couldn’t really see a problem with this, so I grinned in approval. Taking a moment to kiss him while I removed the bandana from his head, I could see his eyes widen a little and then give me this look like he was saying you would too!

I laughed softly, giving him one last kiss — and a couple sips of my iced tea — before putting the rolled up bandana in his mouth and tying it firmly.

He immediately tried to gasp through the gag. The three women had come up with a plan to drive him crazy! The one with the toy now had it rubbing his prostate — from what I could see and assume — and the other two were taking turns sucking on his shaft and balls.

If I knew him any where near as well as I think I do, then he was most likely thinking that it was just a matter of seconds before he was gushing into the hostess’ mouth. I felt a corresponding tug in my groin and pressed my legs together. It may sound weird to most people, but I could always feel when my husband was about to cum. It was almost like I felt a mild version of what he was feeling. I can’t really explain it.

I looked up in surprise a moment later when I realized that a man had come to stand behind the two women sucking on my husband. They had intuitively known he was very close to climax, and had sat back to give it a moment to pass.

“Shari,” the man greeted the hostess with a kiss on her cheek. “Allow me to suck on this delectable dick for a while.”

I laughed as Shari gestured towards me. “Ask his wife.”

My husband was shaking his head no almost frantically. He was not attracted to men. He wasn’t homophobic — we have gay friends — he just didn’t want to have any kind of sex with a man. Personally, I couldn’t understand how someone who liked getting blow jobs so much would even consider refusing just because the giver was a man.

I look at my hubby. “I’m going to say yes, but only to a blow job. I won’t let him do anything else to you.”

I figured that if he really didn’t like it, his shaft would deflate anyway. My hubby glared at me, but deep down he knew that I really wouldn’t let anyone go too far.

I studied the man closely as he got into position. He didn’t look gay, and I had a pretty good gaydar, so that was saying something. The way he stroked and examined my husband’s shaft — curiously, almost hesitantly — told me that he was probably bi-curious. He probably only had the courage to try this because my hubby was captive and obviously not gay either. This meant that my hubby wasn’t likely to want to bang this man when he was done giving head.

As I suspected, my hubby was too fond of being sucked on to go limp now that it was a man doing the sucking. Previously, the women had teased my poor hubby; stroking him lightly and only sucking on him a little at a time. This man was doing his best to imitate a porn star! His head bobbed up and down on my husband eagerly, like he knew exactly what felt good.

I watched my hubby’s eyes roll back into his head again and his hips twitch. He may object to who was doing sefaköy escort bayan it, but he definitely liked what was happening. It was sheer beauty to watch!

I think knowing that a man was giving him the best blow job of his life made my husband nervous. It took him much longer to get close to cumming that the previous two teases combined! The woman with the vibrator was still rubbing him, but now her strokes were small, circular, and rapid, much like I do with my finger when I masturbate.

My husband’s legs literally shook. I was fascinated by this because I really can’t recall him ever having that happen before. He was moaning through his gag fairly loudly. I think he may have even been chanting oh God! in his mind.

His moans turned into a long roar as his hips jerked. The man sucking on him kept going until my husband’s shaft stopped pulsing, and then he let it go slowly, almost reluctantly.

“I think we should free my husband now and let him recover for a bit,” I suggested.

Shari the hostess stroked my back and whispered in my ear. “That was so erotic that I think I came just watching it!”

“I know what you mean!” I agreed, my own panties soaking wet.

We helped my hubby out of the swing, and then I let him lean on me as I led him towards a couch. His legs were still a bit shaky, so he was grateful for my support.

“I’m gonna kill you when we get home!” He threatened in my ear, completely not serious. I laughed, taking a moment to drink the last of my iced tea before I forgot all about it again.

“Oh come on! I’ve never seen you cum so hard before, so what’s the problem?”

He harrumphed, but decided not to say anything. To his relief, the man that had just swallowed his cum was nowhere to be seen. I sat next to my hubby for a few minutes before a new man came up to us.

“Now that you are no longer guarding your hubby’s virtue, would you mind a little fun in the corner?” He asked me, pointing towards a large cushion in the corner of the room.

“Um, well…” I wondered how to reply. I wasn’t adverse, but I wasn’t the type to just have sex in front of everyone either. I would prefer to find someplace a tiny bit more private. I opened my mouth to say so.

“Go on, take her,” my hubby stated, smacking me on the ass before lightly pushing me towards my would-be lover. “And do me a favor, fuck her in the ass!”

“Uh!” I gasped in protest. My hubby knew I only liked doing that on special occasions. Like only when I was in the mood for that…

“Sure thing,” my imminent lover agreed with a grin, pulling me towards the cushion.

I glared at my hubby like a petulant child, but he merely got comfortable as he prepared to watch. Turn about is fair play, or so they say…

Fine! If I must do anal in front of a crowd of people I don’t even know, then so be it!

The thought immediately made me hot and I secretly was glad that my husband had mentioned it. The alcohol combined with the abundant live porn had made me hornier than I can remember being in a long time!

Shari stood by to watch as my lover helped me gather my long skirt — I was dressed as a roman lady in a toga style dress — out of the way and then slid my panties completely off me. I whimpered as I felt moisture dribble down my leg.

He chuckled and forced my legs apart so that he could lick up the horny wetness. I immediately wished that I wasn’t standing as my legs wobbled. I clutched my skirt with one hand and his hair with the other.

“Oh God!” Something about getting eaten in front of a good half a dozen onlookers made me about 300 times more sensitive than usual. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear that someone had spiked the booze with drugs!

“I have to get a feel of this hot wet pussy!” My lover announced. I shrieked in surprise as he swept me off my feet and positioned me on my back in front of him.

He watched me as I watched him unzip his pants. He deliberately took his time, knowing that I was just a hair shy of begging him to hurry up and fuck me already! His shaft was a bit shorter than my husband’s but also a bit wider. It looked like it would be so much fun to have banging into me!

He entered me slowly, and then slid back and forth a couple of times to lubricate himself. “Yep,” he stated in confirmation. “You feel so good, but…”

He gestured to Shari, who handed him a strange foot stool or something. He placed it on the cushion and then insisted that I bend over it so that my ass was in the air for all to see. I was tempted to cover it with my skirt, but he wouldn’t let me.

Using my own natural lubrication, he worked his way into my ass. I buried my head from embarrassment even as I moaned in pleasure. I had hoped that he wouldn’t do anal after all, but now that he was…

The woman who had used a vibe on my hubby pushed me up a little so that I was no longer burying my face in my arms as I rested them on the floor. Instead, I used my hands to brace my body in a way that made my back feel like a table.

I gave her a curious look as gasps escaped me. She simply smiled and lay on her back in a way that allowed her to slide under my stool so that her head was close to my lap, and mine would be close to hers — if she wasn’t still wearing all her clothes. She used both her hands to explore me, locating both my clit and my opening.

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11. Getting dirty.

“Rise and shine, rise and shine, the sun is out already,” sounded Jennifer’s voice.

The wake-up ritual started to feel familiar. The girls got up, had breakfast, chatted a bit, cleaned up the dishes, and set off to hide themselves. Ashley and Phoebe left together to hide.

“It’s been raining hard, so I’d like to try a new hiding tactic, camouflage,” Ashley suggested shortly after they left the mansion. “There’s a lot of mud everywhere, especially near the river, so I guess if we’d coat ourself in the stuff we’d look just like the environment. Our white skin stands out too much. Could be safer even than our rock niche.”

Phoebe agreed that this was a good idea, and as they had time left they walked to the stream and had a lot of fun making each other all dirty.

“That should do,” Phoebe said, when both were coated in mud from top to toe.

After a final kiss both went their own way to hide. They did not want to hide together for now, in order to not help the hunters too much, and as their old hideout had been compromised a few times already, they figured they had better not use it for another day, waiting for a complete fresh team of hunters.

Soon Ashley found a promising place. A gap between rocks, some vegetation, not too thick – with her mud camouflage she figured she would blend right in. A bit away from the path too, it looked like a great place. So she proceeded to move in, and make herself comfortable. She realised it was going to be a more tense experience, as she could now actually watch the path through the bushes, and see the hunters pass by, hopefully without them being able to see her.

She had only just settled in or the horn sounded already. That was close, she thought. She hoped Phoebe had found a good place as well, and that neither of them would be found this morning.

The camouflage seemed to work quite well. The first half hour several hunters took to this path for some reason, as if they knew someone was hiding there. They looked around carefully, searched some bushes, looked right at her a few times, but Ashley managed to stay dead still and they just did not see her. She did see the men very well though. She got a bit excited too, as the camouflage worked so well.

Then it went quiet. After about an hour in the game she saw a man coming with a handcuffed girl. It was Jane, she noticed when they came closer. Jane looked down to the ground, obviously unhappy that she had been found. That should be her first time, Ashley realised. She could not remember Jane having been caught before. But she figured it just went to show that everyone would get their turn in being captured.

Time went by, and Ashley started to relax more and more. She heard screams and other noises from where girls were found and were used as appetiser, but nothing very close by and she could not make up who the victims were. She felt like she had become completely invisible, and part of the environment. She could see what happened, without being seen.

Another quiet half hour passed, and time of the morning session was slowly running out. She saw two men walking down the path, a third man came from the other direction. The three met almost right in front of her, standing just a few meters away. The single hunter was particularly tall, with short blonde curly hair. The other two more average length, both dark haired and wearing chequered shirts. One looked like he was in his early forties, while the other looked younger, not older than about thirty.

“How’s it going? You guys any luck?” the single hunter said.

“No, just nothing. I mean look around, so many hiding places. So hard to search. They could be anywhere. There, there, there, there. Anywhere,” the older chequered man said. He pointed at various places all around him, including straight at Ashley. She stiffened up, afraid they would see her. “I just don’t have luck today.”

The tall man agreed, “Indeed, just no luck. Though at least we got a complete catch already, within the first hour three chicks were caught. I’d really like to be able to at least just find one of those bitches. And man am I looking forward to some pussy. Since yesterday already. Unfortunately when the plane landed the party was over already.”

“Yeah well Fred you’ll have to find yourself some, or you’ll have to wait till after lunch!” the younger man said.

“Indeed. Wonder how come we just don’t find any,” said the older man, looking around again. “But they can hide anywhere, you never know – hey, wait a minute…” He was looking straight at Ashley now. A few seconds later he was standing right in front of her hideout and pushed aside the bush that was hiding her from view. “Now what do we have here! Damn, you’re one really dirty bitch, but I must say your camo worked really well. I almost missed you.” He grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her up out of the gap. “Too bad that the result is you got mud all over that sexy body.”

“Nice catch,” Fred said. “Really nice. A bit muddy maybe, but who cares, küçükçekmece escort it’s pussy. I’m horny and need to release some pressure or I’m going to explode. Get that pussy over here, let’s have some fun with it.”

Ashley was pulled roughly to the path where they pushed her down on her knees. Fred had already opened his pants, and Ashley saw his hard cock coming out. Oh god, that guy is really horny, she thought. And to him she really is just a walking sex toy.

Fred walked towards her, grabbed her hair, pulled her head back and said, “Now just open up like a good girl, OK?”

She had no choice but to open her mouth, and Fred immediately stuck his dick all the way in. She could taste some urine on it, not too strong luckily. She closed her lips around his shaft, and dutifully started sucking it a bit.

Fred grabbed her head with both hands, and started moving his dick in and out of her mouth.

“Don’t you have a tongue? I’m sure you know how to give head properly, so you’d better start doing just that,” he said, upon which she reluctantly started to work her tongue around the head of his cock, licking around it.

“Mmm that feels much better, girl. Much better.” Fred continued to fuck her mouth for another minute or two, when he pulled out. “Now how about that pussy of yours, I bet it is as good, if not better than your mouth. Mud or no mud.”

The younger chequered man said, “That’s too muddy a cunt. Let’s do something about that first. Time for some washing-up, dirty bitch.”

He pushed Ashley on her back on the ground and with his muddy boots pushed her knees wide apart. Standing in between her legs he took his dick out of his pants and started peeing over Ashley’s crotch.

“Use your hand to clean yourself, bitch,” the younger man said, and disgusted Ashley obeyed. She felt his warm urine splatter on her belly, her hand, her legs, and hitting straight on her pussy. With her hands she rubbed her skin around her crotch, washing away most of the mud from that area. His friend followed suit, giving her a second wash down. Ashley had not felt so humiliated before, being forced to clean her private parts with a man’s pee was more than she could imagine.

“Now doesn’t that look a lot better already, Fred?”

Fred pulled Ashley up on her feet, then pushed her legs apart and lay down under her with his hard dick sticking up. She was shaking from frustration and humiliation of how these men treated her, especially from being pissed on, but knew better than to comment on it. The men’s urine that had collected on her belly was now running down her legs, taking some of the mud with it in the process. She looked down at the hard, throbbing cock pointing at her. It was a large one, this was going to hurt, that was the one thing she was sure about.

“Now come on down, girl,” Fred ordered her. “Lower. Now hold my dick and stick it into your hot cunt. Yes, like that.”

Ashley knelt down, then grabbed the hard pole and put it against her opening. She slowly lowered her body, easing on his member. It was big, stretching her seriously, and the remaining mud didn’t make it any smoother. The previous treatment left her totally turned off sexually so her pussy was very dry, making it extra hard to take him in.

When she had barely half of is cock in her, Fred impatiently just pushed her all the way down, causing her to scream in pain. Then he slowly started to fuck her, slowly increasing his speed as she slowly started to get wet after all, ignoring Ashley’s obvious discomfort on being fucked dry.

“She’s really tight, and dry. Very dry. But that just gives me extra friction, this is just great,” Fred said from under her to his friends. “I’ll try to make it last but I think I’m going to fill this fuck hole very soon.”

The younger man stepped up, and took his flaccid dick out. “I’m also in for a little appetiser.”

Ashley hated that word, appetiser, but she had no choice but to oblige and take him into her mouth. She could strongly taste his urine, it was disgusting, but he was not letting her go. Fred started to fuck her harder, making her moan louder too due to the pain he inflicted on her. She felt she was getting a bit wet again, which she hated but could not control and at least made the ordeal less painful.

The older man moved over, and demanded some face time from her as well. His dick was also still wet with his urine, making her almost throw up, the taste was that revolting. Ashley managed to control herself, not wanting to face the consequences of angering those men. Sitting on a hard dick, having to suck two more, Ashley got really busy. But not for too long, as she felt the dick down below swell up, and moments later Fred announced he was going to come, and she felt his sperm filling her up.

Fred got out from under her, and presented his softening cock to Ashley. She saw juices dripping off the tip of it, and could smell the pungent smell of sperm.

“Clean up, bitch,” bahçeşehir escort he ordered.

Ashley licked the dick clean, tasting a combination of her own pussy and his sperm. It did not taste that offensive, after the urine taste she had before. Not that she actually enjoyed it, again she simply had no choice but to oblige. While she sucked the softening cock she felt his cum running out of her pussy, and dripping on the ground. That guy was indeed extremely horny, coming so fast and so much.

she felt someone push her ass a bit further up, until she was sitting on her knees with her thighs straight up, supporting herself against Fred to prevent her from falling forward. A moment later another hard dick entered her pussy. She could not see whose it was. With all the sperm she was lubricated well, and the man started to fuck her hard and fast immediately.

Barely a minute later the horn sounded, ending the hunt and telling the men to return to the entrance. The men stepped away from her, letting her fall to the ground for sudden lack of support.

“Thanks, bitch, I needed that,” Fred said.

“We’ll be back, slut, I’d love to have more of that pussy,” the older man said. So he was the one who last fucked her, Ashley figured.

They closed their pants, and happily chatting they walked back towards the gate, leaving her behind.

Ashley walked to the pool to wash up. There she found Phoebe who was in the water already, soaking off her mud camouflage.

“How did it go?” Phoebe asked.

“Well it seemed to go fine but in the end they found me and had me as appetiser. Oh I hate it when they call me like that. And see that down there?” She pointed at her crotch. “They made me wash myself using their pee!”

“So sorry to hear that, girl. Come on in, and give me a hug. The water is good.”

“Yeah thanks. And how about you? You came scot free?”

“Yup, camo worked like a charm. They walked by but didn’t see me.”

Ashley took off her shoes and entered the water. First she gave Phoebe a big hug and kiss, and after that they washed the mud off one another. Ashley gave her pussy an extra rinse to get rid of the unwanted juices and when that was done they headed back to the cabin for lunch.

When they returned to the cabin, Christie and Janet were almost finished cooking lunch, and the rest of the girls busied themselves laying the table and waiting for the food to be ready.

Sarah greeted them, “Welcome back, we were already wondering what happened. So that’s Jane, Ruby and Jennifer his time. What took you two so long this time?”

“Oh, we were just washing up.” Phoebe answered.

“Washing up, huh?” Sarah said. The other girls were getting interested.

“Yes, just washing up,” confirmed Ashley. “We had covered ourselves in mud as camouflage. Unfortunately didn’t work out very well for me, they found me in the end. One guy was so horny he couldn’t even wait for lunch, and dumped his load in me. That also needed washing up as I was leaking.”

“Did you just say Ruby got caught? She gets caught often,” Phoebe said, diverting attention. “If anyone should have an easy time hiding it’s her, that tiny body fits anywhere.”

Eva commented, “It seems to me she actually enjoys it, so one might start to think she sometimes makes it a bit easy to be found.”

And then the heat was completely off Phoebe and Ashley, and the girls started to discuss whether Ruby indeed liked being caught, and how she even could enjoy it, as most girls said they accepted the sex, did not like it, and just did it for the money.

12. Everything backfires.

Over lunch the skies became darker again, and a light drizzle started to fall down. Several of the girls lay down on the bed to rest a bit, and when the girls who were caught in the morning returned to the cabin they all took that as the signal to go and hide again. More girls made it to the river to camouflage themselves, not just Phoebe and Ashley, where they had a quick mudslinging party in the rain before spreading out and hiding themselves.

The rain continued, slowly becoming heavier. Ashley managed to find herself a somewhat dry spot in between some big rocks, and crouched down in the small space. Her camouflage was useless there but at least it was dry. The horn sounded, the rain pounded, and the hunt was on.

The weather went from bad to worse. The rain became progressively heavier, and wind started to blow. She thought she heard thunder in the distance, but was not sure with the noise of the heavy rain.

Barely half an hour in the game her luck ran out, a man entered her hideout. He just looked over the bushes and looked straight at the muddy girl. “Hello there, trying out a new tactic? We know you’re dirty bitches, there is no need to emphasise it like that.”

He grabbed her upper arm and Ashley obligingly got up, and out of her hideout. She was quickly handcuffed and taken to the entrance.

“Normally başakşehir escort I’d put you under the tree there, but as you’re so muddy I’d better just chain you to the fence and let nature do the necessary cleaning work,” he said, chaining her to the fence, without any protection from the pouring rain.

Ashley started to feel really angry, but knew complaining would probably only make things worse. She was so angry that this camouflage plan, her own idea, backfired this badly, for the second session in a row after it caused her to be pissed on earlier that day. She felt the rain on her body, streams of water running down from her head over her body to the ground, slowly taking the mud with it, cleaning her up. She could only hope that soon the men would move her to a more comfortable place.

The next hour nothing happened. The rain continued to fall heavily, at times there was strong wind, and Ashley started to shiver, feeing cold. She was really uncomfortable there, left all alone. She was afraid that she would be the only one caught that afternoon, that would be horrible. Having to pleasure all those men on her own, who would probably be extra frustrated for not having found more girls.

Then she saw two figures in the rain. Another girl rounded up, it seemed. She could not yet see who it was. The man she soon recognised: that was the tall one who had fucked her this morning. Then she also recognised Emily. Her shoulder-length blonde hair flattened on her head, her handcuffed arms pulled back behind her pushing her large breasts out. Emily was attached to a pole under a tree, the the man walked to Ashley.

“It seems you’re a lot cleaner than this morning. Nice to see you again. Let me put you under the tree, I think you’re done showering now, no need to keep you in the rain.”

Ashley felt thankful to the man. He took her to the tree, and attached her to the same pole Emily was attached to. She was shivering, feeling really cold.

Emily moved closer to her. “Come give me a hug, we can keep each other warm.”

A bit awkwardly thanks to having one arm chained to the pole the women moved their bodies against each other, and hugged. Ashley felt Emily’s warm body against hers, and held it tight in an intense hug. She was so cold, feeling so miserable, she really needed some comfort and warmth. They sat like that for a while, saying nothing, just trying to warm up and not feel so bad about it all.

Suddenly a voice sounded, “Ashley, what the fuck do you think you are doing?!”

Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt a hard kick to her left side. Shocked she let go of Emily and looked next to her where the kick came from. Phoebe, handcuffed, was lying on the ground next to her, swearing. Swearing at Ashley, swearing at the ground she hit so hard.

“Phoebe, what’s wrong with you?” Ashley said, in shock. That kick hurt seriously.

“What’s wrong with me, what’s wrong with you! Oh fuck I must have dislocated my arm. I hate you! I thought you care about me. But no, the moment you’re alone thinking I’m not there you’re already in some other woman’s arms.

“Ouch, be careful you asshole, that hurts.”

The man that brought her there pulled her up by her arms. “Come on girl, I think I’d better keep you away from the other two for now, and anyway you need a shower. You’re dirty.”

He took her to the fence where Ashley was attached to earlier, and let her stand in the rain. Phoebe still had quite some mud on her body, which the captor obviously wanted to get rid of before heading back.

“Phoebe, I’m sorry, it’s not what you think we’re doing. I was just cold and -“

“And you just needed some comfort, right,” a seething Phoebe interrupted.

“Well, yes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you,” Ashley said. She was feeling really upset.

“So I’m just a comfort girl to you, or what?” Phoebe cried.

That hurt. Ashley couldn’t deny she was looking for comfort and warmth, as she was genuinely cold and just needed to warm up a bit. She also realised Phoebe would not accept this so easily, that much was obvious. And talking to her seemed to make things worse. Phoebe was really angry now, pulling her chains, ignoring the pain of the fall. If she had come loose she would have certainly attacked Ashley. She was livid. Ashley knew she was in for a long, rough night. She just hoped Phoebe would calm down and they could talk again.

Phoebe gave up on unchaining herself, and turned her back to the other two women. She would just occasionally glance over her shoulder to make sure no touching was going on. She had the look of a killer, Ashley thought.

They had to wait for another fifteen minutes before the hunt was over. Phoebe had not said another word, and the other two women wisely remained silent too, sitting as far away from each other as their constraints allowed them.

The men returned to the gate, unchained the girls, and took them all to the bus. Phoebe had calmed down a bit, but would not look at Ashley or talk to her.

Back at the mansion the men dropped their soaked attire, and went in. The girls got in their heels, and left for the kitchen to do their job of serving dinner to the guests. Everyone was cold but inside the mansion it was nice and warm, and the food was smelling delicious. This was the best part of the evening, the only good part actually, Ashley thought.

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Two days later I managed to see Tracy, she was both upset and annoyed that I’d been spending so much time with her Mother and Heather, I told her that I had a surprise present for her, if she wasn’t busy that evening,

She said she wasn’t, so I asked her to come over later, returning home I telephoned Laura at work and told her, her presence was required at 8o’clock and not to be late, or she would be punished for being a bad slave.

By 7.30 Tracy had arrived, excited about her present, I told her it would be here by 8, making no more reference to it I made some drinks, we sat there waiting.

At 8 o’clock Laura duly arrived, dressed in a skirt and t-shirt, I welcomed her in and told her to kiss me in her special way, she knelt down undid my trousers and took out my cock to kiss it, putting it away, we went into the living room to meet Tracy, I told her to come and stand by me as I sat in a chair, she stood there and as I talked to Tracy I ran my hand up her leg to her pussy, she had remembered not to wear panties, she parted her legs to allow me to probe her slit with my fingers, Tracy just sat there no knowing what was going on.

I asked Tracy if she was feeling horny, she just looked at me lustfully, so turning to Laura, I told her to go and suck Tracy’s pussy till she came, she went across to Tracy, and knelt at her feet, she pushed her dress up round her waist and started to rub her mound, Tracy sighed and parted her legs slightly, Laura put her hands up either side of Tracy’s hips, and found the top of her panties, Tracy lifted her hips slightly, allowing Laura to remove them, Laura pushed on Tracy’s legs urging her to part them for her, and moved down to lick her pussy, Tracy grunted as Laura’s tongue touched her snatch, and probed her tongue into it’s folds,

Tracy was in heaven, she closed her eyes, and brought both her hands up to her still covered tits and started to massage them through her clothing, I went over and lifted Laura’s skirt over her ass and sat back down to watch, I could plainly see from my position that Laura was wet, her juices started to run down her inner thighs,

Laura had been eating Tracy for about 5 minutes when Tracy started to cum, she thrust her hips up to meet Laura’s mouth, grinding into her pussy and clit, she climaxed hard, flooding Laura’s mouth with her sweet juice, Laura didn’t stop, she just kept licking and sucking at Tracy, sending her into her second orgasm, before her first one finished, and then a third and a forth, I had to go over and tell her to stop, no sooner had I said so then she did.

Getting up off the floor, I told her to go and stand at the side of my chair, looking at Tracy I could see that she was in no condition, for me to fuck her, not yet anyway, sitting back down, I caressed Laura’s leg telling her that she was a good slave, I told her to remove her clothes and fold them up on a chair, she did so and came back to stand by me, I then told her that and if she wanted to she could go and sit in the other chair and wank herself to one orgasm, and one orgasm only.

By this time Tracy was just starting to come back to her sense, she looked over at Laura sitting in the chair playing with herself, I told Tracy of her arrangement with us, and that she would do anything we asked of her without question, and that she was here for our pleasure and not hers, Tracy’s eyes grew wide, “You mean to tell me if I told her to fuck a guy, any guy, she would”,

“Yes”, I replied, “The same with women, until the other week she’d never been with a woman, it was Heather and your mom that broke her in for us”, all the time we were talking about her as though she wasn’t there, she was sat no more than 4 feet from us wanking her self, she was given all the information about Laura, even what had happened at the club.

I could see an evil twinkle in Tracy’s eye, and she turned to Laura and said “Slave, stop what you’re doing and come over here”, Laura who was just on the verge of her orgasm, stopped and moved to Tracy, Tracy, told her to open her legs, and stand there, she warned her that if she came she would be punished, and with that she shoved two fingers roughly up her pussy, then pulled them out to lick them, Laura gasped but did not cum, “Right slave go back and finish off what you were doing”, Laura went back to the chair and continued to wank herself to orgasm.

“What do you think of her” I asked?,

Tracy was finishing off licking Laura’s juices from her fingers, “She tastes good”, said Tracy, “And she looks divine”.

After Laura had finished wanking herself, I told her to come and stand by my chair again, I got up and started to strip, once naked I sat back down with my cock at full mast, I told her to come and sit on my cock, she came round and straddled me with her back to me, reaching between her legs, she grabbed the base of my cock, and guided it into her pussy, she sank down on it in one push, I held her hips and kept her still, halkalı escort feeling it stretch her pussy, I allowed her to bounce up and down on me for around a minute, to lubricate my cock, then I told her to get up and take my cock in her ass, she climbed off and repositioned my cock at her butt hole, she started to sink on it, taking three thrusts to get it all in, she gasped as it stretched her, she sat there for a couple of minutes not moving, I leaned forward and asked her if she would like her pussy licked, she just nodded, so I told her to ask her new mistress if she would do it for her,

She turned to Tracy and asked, ” Please Mistress would you lick my pussy please”.

Tracy was over like a flash, she’d been wanting to lick her from the moment she’d tasted her juices on her fingers, Laura leaned back onto me, allowing Tracy easier access to her pussy, Tracy lapped and slurped at Laura like she’d not eaten in days which she hadn’t, not pussy anyway, Laura started a rocking motion on my lap, gentle enough for Tracy not to lose contact with her pussy, but strong enough to move my cock in her ass, and start my orgasm rising, with the slight movement of my cock in her ass it wasn’t long before I shot my load in her ass, causing her to cum a split second later, and flood Tracy’s mouth with her cum.

Tracy stood up and moved away, allowing Laura to climb off my cock, I told her to keep my cum in her ass, and go and shower, not forgetting to clean herself internally as well, Tracy looked radiant with Laura’s juices on her face, so I moved over to her and kissed her tasting Laura, she said “She’d enjoyed our time together, and thought Laura was wonderful as a slave, but she needed to look the part”,

“What do you mean”, I asked, hoping she had the same thoughts as me?,

“I mean” she said “That she needed to look the part, maybe a collar and lead for her to wear, so we can move her round with it, I’ll tell you what”, she added, “We can go to a shop I know”.

This intrigued me, so I agreed, “When do you want to go”, I added?,

“What about now, they’re open till 10”, with that Laura came back so I told her, her work was finished for the night and she could dress and go, she dressed and readied to leave, giving Tracy and I her special kisses as she left, we scrambled to dress ourselves, and not having much time left went right away to this shop, Tracy drove for a change, as she knew the way.

Arriving, I realised it was a sex shop, with all the usual vibrators and dildo’s out on display, Tracy said she would make the selection, being a woman she knew what she liked, and would therefore have a better idea of what to buy, she chose two different vibrators, one was small, for clitoral use, and one larger latex cock shaped one, she also picked out a collar and lead, I looked round, and out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a large butt plug, with a remote control vibration feature, and some latex pants with a vibrating dildo on the inside, pointing these out to Tracy, I asked her if we could torment Laura with them, by making her wear them then using the remotes cause them to vibrate either singularly or in a combination, to drive her wild, she grinned like a cat that had got the cream, she then turned round and told me she wanted a strap-on, as well, cos she’d love to fuck Laura with it at some point.

We made our purchases and left, giggling like two school children all the way home, neither of us could wait to try them out, but as I had contractors coming in to convert the basement, we’d have to wait a couple of weeks till they’d finished.

A week passed and Laura called, with news that all the paperwork was finished and the flat was now ours, I immediately telephoned Anna, to tell her I was collecting the keys, and she could start to look for furniture and fitting for hers and Helens love nest, she giggled on the other end, and said she’d let Helen know.

Over the next couple of weeks nothing much happened, as I was busy running between the flat and home, making sure the contractors at my place and the decorators at the flat were doing their jobs properly.

Once the decorating at the flat was finished, I spent a lot of time waiting for various deliveries of carpets and furniture at the flat, Helen also kept taking time off from work, for a different type of delivery, one I was happy to provide.

The day came for them to move in, and Anna asked me for my key to the flat, thinking I would not be able to walk in on them both, I handed it over, but unbeknown to them I had a spare key made, the day I collected them from Laura, so access to their flat was not a problem, but I had other things on my mind at the time.

The contractors had finished in my basement, dividing it into 2 parts, with the larger part being for the fun room and the smaller one for the dungeon, now was the time for me to call in Norman, Gina, Heather and beylikdüzü escort Charlotte to get our own special decorating done, it was decided that the newly plastered walls would be of a darkish colour to make the fun room look warm and cosy, also I was told to order 4 king size mattresses, and Norman would help me construct a base for them all to sit in, as there were no windows in the basement, it was decide to have material draped round the ceiling, giving it a sumptuous atmosphere, the women all decided between themselves how it should look and Norman and I left them to it, we busied ourselves with the dungeon room, the first thing we installed were 4 camera’s, to cover all the room, Norman told me he had got hold of an old hospital bed to convert to the bench he wanted to make, but had no way of collecting it, so one morning, we hired a van to collect it, it had to be taken apart to get it into the room, and the conversion took place in the dungeon, it looked by no means comfortable, but it was going to serve our purpose, another wall had a rack like object attached to it, for restricting others on, and there were various chains and handcuffs hung on the walls, we also invested in a love swing for one corner, and something, I was reliably informed was a gynaecologist’s examination chair, complete with leg stirrups, I couldn’t wait to try all this stuff out.

It took us nearly a month to get both the rooms ready, and all the time we were wanting to fuck each other, but it had been agreed, no sex until it was done, unless we were at the club.

Came the day of the grand opening of the rooms, Laura was told to be there, as she entered the house she gave us our special kiss, I took her straight up to one of the guest rooms where I had laid out her maids uniform, plus the items Tracy and I had picked out from the sex shop, I told her to stand still as I undressed her, once she was naked, I took the large butt plug from off the bed and put some lubrication on it, telling her to bend over and spread her ass cheeks. I place the tip against her butt, and slowly pushed it in, she winced as it got to the widest part then suddenly plopped right in to it’s stop, I told her to stand up and took the latex pants from the bed, putting more lubricant on the dildo inside it, I told her to step into them, and spread her legs, I guided the dildo to her pussy, locating her hole, and pushed it home from the outside, and then helped her into the rest of the pants, the rest of her uniform was a short black dress that was that low cut, you could just see the tops of her nipples, with a little white lacy front to it, I took her downstairs, at no time telling her that the plug or the dildo were remote control, she was going to find that out over our meal.

We sat down and had Laura serve us, every so often I would reach into my robe pocket and press one of the remote’s, giving her either a buzz in her pussy or her ass, by the end of our meal she was a wreck, with no-one touching her and every so often she would get either a tingling buzz or a full on buzz, taking her just short of her orgasm.

She was instructed to clear up after us and we waited to take her down to the basement with us, Gina, Charlotte And Heather decided they would go into the fun room, Norman and I wanted to try out his bench, so took Laura with us to the dungeon room, taking her bodily and fastening her to the bench, making sure we had removed the latex pants first, she was there with her butt in the air, and her knees fastened round the two posts sticking up in the middle, with her ankles and wrists strapped to the table, the only thing she could do was wiggle her ass at someone, she couldn’t move anything else at all, I then started to play with her pussy, teasing it for a while, keeping her just short of her orgasm, we left the dungeon still with Laura fastened to the bench, and went to join the other’s, as we left I grabbed the strap-on from off the wall, taking it with me.

As we entered, Heather asked where Laura was we told her she was strapped to the bench, she said we were rotten and had been all night, as she knew Laura needed a good stiff cock in her, with that I produced the strap-on from behind my back and told her to be my guest and go sort her out.

Heather looked at this contraption and said “I don’t know how to put it on”, I helped her into it and fastened the straps, she looked so weird standing there with her tits in full view and this fake cock hanging from her crotch, Heather and I left the other’s and went into the other room, I had to see Heather fuck our little sex slave with that cock, Heather moved over to the bench at the side of Laura, and bent to kiss her, she whispered in her ear that she was going to give her something special, something none of the other’s had, had, she moved round to the bottom of the bench, and I adjusted it for her height, she could see that Laura still had esenyurt escort the plug in her ass, and was about to remove it, I told her to leave it where it was, and to go ahead and give it to her, she placed the head of that cock at her entrance and started to push, at the same time I turned on the vibrations in her butt plug, reaching under Heather I found the switch for the clit vibrator on the strap-on, and flicked it, I watched from the side as Heather started to stroke the strap-on in and out of Laura, it only took 3 or 4 strokes and Laura was cumming, she splashed her juices out of her pussy and all round Heather’s groin, the warm feeling coupled with the clit vibrator started to effect Heather, she started to pump harder and faster into Laura, this caused Laura to cum again, between them they fucking harder and harder, by this time the other’s had joined us to see Heather taking Laura with the strap-on.

All of a sudden Heather started to cum, her knees started to buckle and she screamed out loud, we helped her down from the back of Laura and put her in the love swing to recuperate, I moved in next and without warning shoved my cock into Laura, she squealed and came immediately, but I did not stop, the sight of Heather fucking her made me wild with lust, I just had to fuck her fast and hard, as I was doing this Gina had removed the strap-on from Heather and was climbing into it, I was nearing my own orgasm, pounding into Laura, and felt my knees buckling , supporting myself with my hands, I gave one final thrust and shot my load deep into her.

Gina took her turn next, slamming into her well lubricated pussy with the strap-on, the sweat was running down Laura’s back and she was into her multiple orgasms, not finishing the last one before the next one hit, Gina started to cum herself, shaking from head to foot, she staggered back, then Norman took his turn, and finally Charlotte, by the time everyone had had finished fucking Laura, she was just a mass of nerves, the least little touch anywhere on her body brought shudder’s of pleasure to her sweat soaked body.

After unfastening her from the bench, Charlotte, Gina and Heather helped her upstairs to shower her tenderly, the night finished with the six of us in the fun room, it was Laura’s turn to use the strap-on, she took Charlotte to one side, and was fucking her, I was with Gina and Norman had Heather, all that could be heard was the moans and groans from around the room, after another round of shower’s Laura was sent home, and the rest of us crashed for the night.

TOBY

The next morning after Norman and Gina left, I took Charlotte and Heather home, as we drove the short distance, I asked them what they thought of body piercing, they looked stunned, I then explained it was for Laura, unless they fancied it too,

Charlotte asked what kind of piercing I had in mind,

I said her navel, her nipples, and maybe her clit hood, they both winced when I mentioned her clit hood, and clenched their legs together.

Heather seemed to be the one, that was more enthusiastic, and finally Charlotte agreed, we arranged to take her the following Saturday.

Saturday came, and Laura was instructed to be at my place for noon, no sooner had she arrived, then we all bundled her into my car and took her to the body piercer’s, we walked in and told him the piercing’s she was having done, he told us he could only do her navel, as his female assistant wasn’t there that day, and he needed a female present for intimate piercing’s, Heather jumped up and volunteered her service’s as the female assistant, he reluctantly agreed, and they went through to his back room, and we were asked if we wanted to accompany him.

The room was clean and very well kept, she was told to lay on the couch he had, he told her to raise her skirt and remove her pants, he got a shock when she did, as she wasn’t wearing pants, he spread some cream on her clit to numb the area, and after asking her to open her blouse did the same to her nipples, I could see the bulge in his trousers and knew he was getting turned on seeing Laura like this, he then proceeded to pierce her navel first, while the cream took effect, once this was done, he moved to her nipples, and asked if she wanted it laterally or vertically, I told him laterally, so she could have rings in them, he Pierced the first one and Laura screamed and grabbed her breast, I slapped her hand and told her to behave, she obeyed without question, he slipped the ring in and then did her other one, she bit her lip so as not to scream this time, and the second one was done.

He then got her to part her legs as wide as she could, Charlotte held one foot up and Heather the other, pushing her knees up to her chest, and opening her pussy for him to see, her juices were starting to flow, and his bulge was getting larger, he took hold of her clit hood in a small pair of clamps, gripping it tightly, pulling it towards him, he took the cannular and pierced the hood.

Laura never murmured, although her legs did twitch as the needle went through, as he put the ring through her clit hood , the sensations made her cum, she flooded the couch with her juices, and the piercer looked up all embarrassed, I walked over to him, and whispered in his ear, asking him if would like to fuck her.

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She knocked at the door, and he opened it, a tall man in his mid-forties, dark hair showing a few threads of silver at the temples, fair skin with a light tan, dark brows shadowing hooded eyes that looked her up and down for a moment.

Stepping back, he pulled the door wider, and waved a hand in a tacit invitation to enter. She walked past him into the spacious office, looking around. On the far wall, windows were covered with venetian blinds, all drawn and showing nothing of the floor beneath them. The glass must’ve been thick, she thought, unable to hear anything but the soft hum of the air-conditioning, although the office was right over the main pits of the casino floor.

A large desk, almost bare, stood in front of the windows, and two smaller tables, one narrow and padded, the other lower and plain timber were positioned in front of the grouping of sofas and armchairs that took up most of the wall to her left. On the right, the wall was covered with monitors, the centre a giant LCD screen, now black. Underfoot, her shoes sank into the deeply plush grey carpet and she teetered a little as her heels wobbled.

He came past her, moving around the desk to pick up a slim file. Opening it as he walked back to the front of the desk, he looked at the contents for a moment, and she waited, wondering if her outfit was suitable. She hadn’t wanted to look too desperate, but it was difficult not to go too far the other way.

Looking up from the file, he said. “They told you what the job entails?”

She nodded.

“Had all the health checkups?” he asked, flipping to the back of the file, and nodding as she did. “I see ’em.”

His gaze returned to her, again moving critically down from her face to her feet and back up again. “Alright, take off your clothes.”

As she looked around for a place to leave her purse and clothing, he gestured abruptly to the couch in front of the monitors. “You can leave your stuff there.”

She undressed, trying not to be quick or slow, fingers tugging her blouse from her skirt waistband, unbuttoning the front and slipping it from her shoulders. Unzipping the skirt, letting it fall and stepping out of it. For a moment she wasn’t sure if he wanted everything off, turning to look at him as she stood in the lacy thong and bra, a matching set with the garter belt and fine, silk stockings, her high black pumps still unstable on the deep carpet.

He glanced at her and waved his hand impatiently. “All of it.”

Unhooking the bra, she tossed it onto the pile of her clothes, the cool air tightening her nipples. The garter belt, shoes and stockings slipped off with barely a whisper and she pulled off the thong, leaving it on top of the rest.

He gestured for her to walk toward him and she did, curling her toes slightly in the soft pile of the carpet.

“Turn around,” he instructed when she reached him. “And take your hair out.”

Pulling the pins from the simple chignon, she shook her head as she turned, feeling the long, russet curls fall free and bounce down her back. He would, at least, be able to see that it was all natural, she thought, as she turned back to face him. The strip of autumnal curls covering her pussy was the same shade as the curls framing her face.

He stepped close and looked down at her, leaning in. His mouth brushed over the thin skin of her neck and she suppressed the shiver the light touch brought, lifting her chin and staring at the garish artwork on the opposite wall.

“Don’t hide anything,” he said, his voice low and slightly hoarse next to her ear. “Your reactions are important.”

“Alright,” she said, not sure if she was supposed to speak or not. Conversation wasn’t normally required.

His lips slid down the side of her neck, his head tilting as he continued the light caress under her jaw and this time she didn’t try to hide the tremble it brought with it, or the way her nipples hardened. Straightening a little, he lifted his head, and his mouth brushed over hers, his tongue slipping in, a little teasing, then more forceful. She wasn’t sure what to do with her arms. He wasn’t holding her, the only contact was their mouths, and tongues. It felt ridiculously awkward as she tried to kiss him back, standing there like a stone statue.

“Good,” he said noncommittally as he pulled back. Raising his hands, he stroked her neck, fingertips running lightly over the prominent collarbones and curling around her breasts. He lifted them, squeezing a little, the thumbs rubbing insistently over the nipples which were now aching.

“No plastic?”

She shook her head.

Bending, he ducked his head, his mouth closing over one nipple, his tongue flicking and rasping over it then sucking on it hard. The sensation spiked from her breasts upward into her throat and downward to her clit, a shivery-fluttery feeling shaking her. He tasted the other breast, his hands settling on her ribs, and slowly moving down.

“No perfume or scented bodywash,” he said, close maslak escort to her as he straightened again. “Have to be able to taste the real you.”

She nodded, feeling herself stiffen a little as his hand slipped through the tangle of curls and between her legs.

“A bit wider,” he told her, sliding two of his fingers back and forth along her dampening folds as she moved her feet further apart. “Good response.”

She gasped a little as he thrust the fingers into her, his thumb rubbing lazily over her clit. They were long and they curled inside, exploring her as he watched her face. Not quite as clinical as a doctor’s examination, it was still too emotionless for her to be able to relax into the sensations he was generating, and she closed her eyes, letting her lips part as she felt her thighs jerk a little.

“Bend over,” he told her, pulling his hand away. “Hands flat on the floor.”

She did, feeling the hamstrings stretch as her fingers then palms sank into the carpet. He walked behind her and from between her legs she saw him kneel behind her, felt his hands spreading her cheeks and lips as he looked at her pussy and ass, his eyes slightly narrowed.

“See the girl at the desk when you leave,” he said, moving one finger slowly down her crease. “She has some cream for the redness after a waxing.”

“Yes … uh, sir,” she said, the words getting caught in her throat at the feather-light touch that had sent another flood of moisture through her pussy. She felt him catch a trickle as it slid down the inside of her thigh, heard the slight sucking noise as he licked his fingers. His hands moved back to her cheeks and spread her wide and his breath was on her, then the soft slide of his tongue, from clit up to her asshole, and down again, pushing into her on the next pass up.

She exhaled hard as his tongue probed and licked and tasted her, first her dripping cunt, then circling and pushing into her ass. Her entire body was heating, flushing with the need to have something bigger, thicker, harder force its way into her.

“Good.” He stood up and turned for the desk, making a note on the file laid on it. “Lie down on the padded table,” he told her over his shoulder.

She straightened up, feeling her knees wobble and another trickle of warm liquid slip down her thighs as she walked slowly to the table.

He looked around, nodding as she sat on the edge. “Face up, head hanging over the edge,” he told her, walking around the table to where her head was now leaning over the side.

Standing next to her, her eyes were on the same level as his groin, and she watched him unbutton and unzip his jeans, pushing them down, a thick, long cock springing free as the jeans dropped down further. His hand wrapped around the base, guiding it over her mouth, the head leaking a little as he pushed it over and around her lips.

“Open,” he said, pushing his hips toward her and shuffling closer.

She opened her mouth and tasted the liquid as the head slid over her lips and tongue. She was looking at the dark hair curling in the vee of his fly, at his balls, dark and distended, hanging beneath the cock that was sliding into her mouth. She closed her eyes and concentrated on his cock.

“Relax your jaw,” he told her, one hand caressing her cheek and throat as the other kept the angle of the cock straight in her mouth. He kept pushing it in and she felt her throat close up involuntarily, cutting off her air.

He pulled out a little, letting her catch her breath, and she saw his face, looking down at her. “This is an important part, take deep breaths, in the same rhythm as I push in.”

She couldn’t speak or nod so she blinked, sucking down a deep lungful of air as he pushed his cock back into her mouth, and eased it further down her throat. The gag response wasn’t so bad this time and she closed her lips around his shaft, sucking a little on him.

“Good,” he said, pulling out and thrusting in, slowly, gently. She could feel the cock getting harder, the twisting veins swelling and she sucked him harder, lashed her tongue along the length it could reach.

“That’s it, now you’re getting it,” he said, pulling out, watching her take in a deeper breath and pushing back in again.

There was a rhythm, she found. He was moving faster, going deeper but she could predict it, dragging in air as the head reached her tongue, holding her breath as it pushed in again.

He didn’t make a sound, she realised, although she could feel him, feel him swelling, feel the urgency in the throb of the blood through the veins feeding his cock, feel him moving faster. She suddenly wanted to make him cry out, wanted to make him groan and she sucked him hard, her back arching as she felt his balls slap against her face, her pussy tightening and contracting in the same beat as her mouth, as his thrusts.

Liquid, warm, an aftertaste of salt and sweet, shot down her throat, the held breath taksim escort bayan and oxygenated cells of her lungs not even aching as he jerked against her mouth, each solid pulse sending another warm, thick spurt. He was pulling out, and she closed her eyes, swallowing fast, her pussy tingling and aching, her breasts full and hard, the nipples throbbing.

“Roll over,” he said, holding the slowly softening cock in his hand. “Lick it clean.”

She obeyed, taking it into her mouth and licking and sucking on him.

“Alright,” he said, stepping back and tucking himself back into his jeans, zipping his fly as he walked back to the desk. Leaning on her elbows, she realised she was panting a little, heat flushing her skin.

He made another note on the file and leaned across the desk to the phone. “Charlie, you can come in now,” he said, not waiting for answer.

She started to sit up and he looked around at her. “Stay where you are.”

The door opened and she looked along the length of her body as a woman entered, blinking a little as she realised it was the ice-cool blonde receptionist.

“You have any religious or otherwise objections to being touched by another woman?” he asked, moving away from the desk to stand beside the padded table. “Or touching one?”

She shook her head. She hadn’t been with another woman since college and that had been a drunken fumbling attempt to gain relief from a horniness that afflicted her and her room-mate one boring weekend, resulting in a lot of laughter and not much else.

The receptionist walked around the table to her head, lifting her thigh-length skirt and revealing a narrow strip of trimmed blonde curls over her pussy. She stepped up onto a pair of low wooden steps that was against the end of the table, her thighs moving to either side of her head.

“Sixty-nine,” he said to the receptionist, then turned to look at her. “And make her come.”

The blonde curls descended toward her mouth, and she swallowed, running her tongue over her lips as she felt the blonde’s hands move down to her thighs and spread them apart. The pussy above her was already wet, and she darted her tongue out, tasting the sweet liquid, not as salty as a man’s, thinner, lighter. Forget about it, she told herself, lifting her hands to spread the soft lips wide. Think about what you like. Do it like that.

Her tongue circled lazily over the firming nub above her, and she slid it down the folds as her own cunt was invaded, the blonde’s tongue curling around her clit then diving into her, thrusting deeply. She shivered a little as she tried to emulate the other woman, pulling her hips closer, her mouth and nose buried in juice-coated skin, her tongue diving deep. Distantly she could hear – could feel against her clit – the woman’s soft moans and she explored her more slowly, sliding her fingers in and curling them a little against the smooth flesh, letting her teeth graze over the hard nub between her lips.

She was getting lost, she thought dazedly, unable to differentiate between the feel against her fingers and tongue and lips and the sensations pouring through her pussy and clit, as if she was somehow tonguing and fingering herself to this explosive building of climax. Above her, over her mouth and cheeks, around her fingers, she felt Charlie’s throbbing, rippling orgasm, the warmth on her cunt vanishing as she heard a fluttering cry and felt the soft thighs tighten around her face.

There was another set of fingers in her and she opened her eyes as the blonde straightened up, leaving her with the cooling liquid coating her face, sticky and thick, then a cock slid into her and she arched up, driving it in more deeply. He thrust in hard, and she was falling before she knew it, her body shuddering around him, internal muscles trembling and sucking at him fiercely. She heard his exhalation at the same time as she felt the hot squirt inside, his fingers curled around her hips and holding her tightly against him.

For several moments, no one moved or spoke, then he pulled out, saying to the blonde, “Clean her up.”

She opened her eyes and forced herself to sit up. Charlie, skirt pulled back down, but her eyes still dreamy with satiation, was picking up a box of wipes and a towel. The man had returned to the desk, leaning on it as he made another notation in the file.

“Alright,” he said, turning to glance at her over his shoulder. “That’s all satisfactory. There’s another round to go, but we’ll take a five-minute break.”

Five minute break, she thought bemusedly, watching him walk out of the room.

“God, darling, you have a wonderful mouth,” Charlie said conversationally to her, wiping the come and saliva from her pussy and thighs. “And you taste divine.”

“Um, thanks,” she said. “You’re very sweet too.”

“All in what you eat,” Charlie laughed softly. “Was this your first time with a woman?”

“Since college? Yeah,” she said, escort beşiktaş leaning back on one arm. “Is it a part of the duties for the job?”

“Not often, but occasionally,” the blonde said. “A lot of the high rollers like to see girl-on-girl.”

“Oh.” She slid a glance at the doorway. “He, uh, doesn’t seem all that excited. I – uh – well, I thought if he groaned or something, I’d have a better idea of how I was doing.”

Charlie laughed again. “Oh, sweetie, he just got out of a six-year stretch. He doesn’t make a sound these days, no matter how much he’s getting off. But he likes you, I can tell.”

“You can? How?”

“He never does this part if he doesn’t like the girl, just leaves it to me and Chuck. And so far, you’re the first he’s tested himself all the way through,” Charlie confided, pushing her legs apart to dry her off with the towel. “Roll onto your hip, yes, that’s good,” she added.

The towel slid between her legs and she shivered at the rough touch over her hyper-sensitised skin.

“What’s the last round?” she asked curiously, wondering if what the woman had said was true. He hadn’t shown any signs at all of whether he approved of her or not.

“Spoil the surprise? Not me,” Charlie said, putting the wipes away and tossing the towel into a cloth-lined bin at the end of the desk. “You’ll love it.”

She noticed the blonde wore no make up at all. Not that she needed it, she thought, looking at the porcelain-smooth skin, vivid blue eyes and wide mouth as she straightened her clothes and fluffed up her hair. As if she felt the regard, the blonde looked at her thoughtfully.

“I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but you really don’t seem the type to be applying for this position,” she said.

She smiled, lifting a shoulder in a one-sided shrug. “I’m not qualified to do anything else, really,” she said. “I have a Masters in Historical Literature and there’s not a great deal of demand for Lit professors apparently.”

Chuckling, the blonde shook her head. “No, I can see that,” she said. “Their loss, our gain. You’ll be in demand, sweetie, you have a beautiful body.”

She ducked her head. She thought she had a fairly average body, neither tall nor short, fat or thin, her curves were in the right places, she supposed, but they weren’t huge or noteworthy.

“Chin up, it’s the oldest profession,” Charlie told her cheerfully. “And this is probably the best set up you could’ve found for it.” She pointed to the small bar fridge next to the sofa. “Get yourself a bottle of water, you’ll get dehydrated.”

She waved as she walked to the door, going through and closing it behind her.

Walking over to the bar fridge, she opened it and saw that it was full of bottles. Soda, juice, sparkling and still mineral water. No alcohol. It seemed unlikely in this kind of establishment but she shrugged off her curiosity, pulling out a bottle of still water and closing the door. She cracked the lid and swallowed a mouthful.

She had no doubts about what she was doing here. Those had come and gone in the last few days since she’d received the acceptance letter, giving her this appointment. It wasn’t where she’d envisaged herself being at twenty-six, but she’d tried to look at the situation pragmatically. She could earn enough here in a couple of years to get herself set up – a home, car, no debts. After struggling for six years at college, trying to make ends meet on three part-time jobs, she didn’t want to keep struggling. It was her body and she enjoyed it. She didn’t have any particular hang-ups. She knew that somewhere down the line there might be a price to pay, perhaps emotionally or mentally, but that was a risk she was willing to take.

Just business, she told herself, finishing the water and wandering across the room to throw the empty bottle in the trash can.

The door opened and the interviewer walked back in, his gaze flicking toward her and then to the grouping of couches. Behind him, another man walked into the office, a little shorter, blond hair cut close to his head, a handsome face and broad-shouldered frame. He closed the door.

“Last section,” the tall, dark-haired interviewer said, going to the desk and picking up her file.

The second man smiled at her, and gestured to the longest couch, taking off the thin, filmy white robe he was wearing. She turned away to go to the couch, but not before she’d seen he was naked under the robe, a toned, hard-muscled body with a fine matt of reddish-blond chair covering his pecs and running in a light trail down to the darker reds curls between his legs. His cock was half-erect, and impressively thick even then.

She stopped by the edge of the couch as he lay down on it, turning to look at the dark-haired man.

“Get him aroused,” the man told her, his gaze on her file. “Then get on top.”

Turning to the couch, she bent over the man lying there and started to kiss and lap at his neck, letting her hands trail over his body.

“No!”

The snapped-out word stopped her instantly and she lifted her head, twisting around to look at the interviewer.

“That might work for your college boyfriends, but it’s not enough here,” he grated, walking closer and staring down at her. She wasn’t sure what she’d done to deserve the edge of anger that filled his voice.

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Chapter 1

Janelle surveyed her friend Tasha’s face and could tell something was wrong. Among her circle of friends, Tasha was usually the most upbeat. They had just arrived at the Coffee Crate, a local hangout Janelle and her friends frequented. They were still waiting for Karen and Amy to join them.

“Hey, gang. What’s up?” Karen said as she slid into the booth next to Janelle.

“Tasha has a problem,” Janelle said.

“Yeah? What’s that?” Karen probed.

“I never said I had a problem,” Tasha protested.

“Don’t ever play strip poker,” Janelle told her. “You’ll be naked in no time.”

“What’s wrong Tasha?” Karen asked. “Spill.”

“Oh, Jeremy and I got into a fight. Nothing big, but . . .” her voice trailed off.

“Oh, hey!” Amy Michaelson said in greeting as she slid in next to Tasha. “What am I interrupting?”

“Tasha was just getting ready to tell us what she and Jeremy were fighting about.”

“Do, continue,” Amy said.

“Jeremy’s mad at me because he wants to have anal sex and I won’t let him.”

“You mean, like, with another guy?” Amy said. “Why should you care if he wants to get it up the poop chute?”

The other girls looked at her, trying to tell if she was seriously that dense, or if she was just being a goof.

“He wants to travel Tasha’s Hershey highway,” Karen clarified, just in case Amy really was that dense. She was blonde, after all.

“Send him my way,” Janelle told her. “I’ve been wanting to try double penetration, but obviously I need a double. Regrettably, Jared only has one penis.”

“You would take Jeremy’s cock up your ass? The same time as Jared is fucking your pussy?” Tasha asked as though she’d never heard of such a thing.

“Absolutely,” Janelle said.

“I’ll watch,” Karen said. “I’m curious how that would go, but I’m too afraid to try it myself.”

“You guys are both sluts,” Amy said, only half joking.

“Do you think Jared would go for that? Letting Jeremy fuck you in the ass?”

“He might if you were part of the package,” Janelle suggested.

“You think Jared would want to fuck me?” Tasha said. Tasha was a tall slender black girl with a firm, tight ass that was just a little larger than her slim frame required, but Janelle knew that Jared found it attractive. Tasha had never considered that Jared, who was white, might want to bang her. She was pretty but didn’t usually get hit on by white guys.

“You think Jeremy would let him?” Janelle asked.

“He might if he gets to fuck your ass,” Tasha said.

“I can’t believe you guys are talking about swapping boyfriends” Amy said.

“Why?” Karen said defensively. “We’re all good friends. It’s not like they’re swapping with strangers.”

“I suppose,” Amy said. “It just seems weird, that’s all.”

“Do you take it up the ass from Ted?” Tasha asked Amy. Ted Cranston was her longtime boyfriend.

“He’s never asked and I’ve never offered,” Amy said.

“Would you?” Karen probed

“I guess I’d try it,” Amy admitted hesitantly. “It’s not something I ever gave much thought.”

“I have the most intense orgasms from anal stimulation,” Janelle confided. “I think with two cocks in me at the same time I might explode.”

“Well, I’ll talk to Jeremy and see what he thinks of the idea.”

“Cool!” Janelle said. “I’m sure Jared will be okay with it.” She thought for a moment then added, “How hot would it be if we each sucked off the other’s boyfriend, you know, to get them ready?”

“I have to admit that that sounds hot,” Tasha said.

“And Jared would probably want to lick your ass and have you piss down his throat.”

“Wait! What?” Amy could no longer contain herself.

“Yeah,” Karen said. “Janelle got him started on it and now he can’t get enough of it.”

“That’s disgusting!” Amy said, revolted.

“Actually, that sounds pretty hot, too,” Tasha said. “I think I’ll be able to talk Jeremy into this. When do you want to meet?”

“How about tonight? Or is that too soon?”

“No, I think we can swing tonight.”

“No pun intended, I’m sure,” Karen said, and they all laughed.

Chapter 2

Jared stood naked in Janelle’s apartment. Jeremy King, Tasha’s boyfriend, was standing next to him, also naked. Jeremy was slim, muscular, and had washboard abs that made Jared a bit envious. His cock didn’t seem to be any bigger than Jared’s, at least in its mostly flaccid state. Jared wasn’t really concerned that Janelle would suddenly dump him after experiencing the joys of Jeremy’s cock, but he did wonder how this tryst would affect their relationship.

Janelle had made the case that she wanted to try double penetration, which obviously requires a second male, and he didn’t feel like he had the right to say no. The fact that he got a turn with Tasha definitely pushed him toward agreeing. He certainly had no plans to dump Janelle in favor of Tasha. He did think Tasha looked pretty hot naked though. Tasha had smaller breasts, but they sarıyer escort were profound on her slender frame. And that ass of hers. He couldn’t wait to eat it. That was the real selling point for him.

The girls had suggested that they each swap boyfriends for the preliminary cocksucking. Neither male objected. Jared watched as Tasha took his cock in her mouth. That was hot. And it felt really good. Tasha knew what she was doing. What surprised Jared, though, was that watching Janelle suck on Jeremy’s cock was equally erotic. Jeremy didn’t say it, but perhaps he felt the same way. Both boys were hard and ready in minutes.

Jeremy laid on the sofa. Janelle removed the plug from her ass, applied some more lube generously, and impaled her asshole on Jeremy’s stiff rod. Jeremy had about eight or nine inches, Jared noted, trying not to be envious, and it was pretty thick, but Janelle’s preparations made it easy for him to enter her.

Once she was riding reverse cowgirl on Jeremy’s cock, Jared got into position, straddling Jeremy carefully, and slipped his cock into Janelle’s slippery wet pussy. That her pussy always got so wet is one of the things he loved about her.

It took only a few strokes before he and Jeremy synchronized their cocks slamming into Janelle’s holes. She put her hands on his shoulders, but her eyes weren’t looking at him. They were glazed over with lust. Not surprisingly, Janelle came first. It was a raging orgasm that seemed to ignite every nerve ending in her body, but particularly the ones in her erogenous zones.

Jared shot his wad in his girlfriend’s pussy. He loved doing that. They still weren’t using birth control or condoms. He loved living on the edge. He got up immediately afterwards, because it was kind of awkward the way he was straddling Jeremy. And Jeremy was still humping Janelle’s asshole.

Tasha corralled Jared as soon as he got up.

“That cock is mine, boy” she said and took him in her mouth. Never mind that it was bathed in Janelle’s juices. She also didn’t seem to mind that it was no longer hard. Jared thought she might mind, though, when she overstimulated his glans with her tongue and he shot a spurt of piss down her throat. But she didn’t.

Tasha was as horny as she’d ever been and wanted a good fucking. But she realized she was just going to have to give Jared some time to recover. Might as well pass the time constructively, she thought.

“I’ve got some piss for you too, boy,” she said after releasing his cock. “Are you ready for that?”

Jared nodded and knelt in front of her, mouth open. Tasha pressed her pussy, lips parted, against Jared’s waiting mouth. Then she let loose her bladder. Jared guzzled as much for survival as for fun, since to do anything less would have been to choke and spew. He loved drinking Janelle’s piss. It always made him feel extra close to her. Drinking Tasha’s piss was different. It didn’t make him feel close to her, but it did make him very aroused to be so used by her.

When she had finished, she bade him get busy licking her sweet black ass. And it was sweet, too, from his perspective. He licked and tongued all along her ass crack before concentrating on the sweet bud of her anus. Jamming his tongue in Tasha’s asshole made his cock rock hard and ready to go again. Which was good because Tasha couldn’t wait any longer.

Jared mounted her doggy style since he was pretty much already in position. It simply seemed expedient. It had the added benefit of allowing him to stare at his favorite part of Tasha’s anatomy. Tasha met his thrusts in perfect synchronization, and it didn’t take long before Tasha let out a happy scream indicating she was cumming.

Jared came soon afterward, again enjoying the feeling of spewing sperm into a hot and willing pussy. It was even more of a thrill because it was a different pussy than the one he usually filled. Tasha was on birth control, but Jared didn’t know that at the time. From his perspective, he’d just planted a tree in her garden.

Jared, sated, looked over to see his girlfriend sucking Jeremy’s cock lovingly. He knew that if she made Jeremy piss, she would drink it, just like she did for him. Just like Tasha did for him. He wasn’t sure he liked the way Janelle was doing it. Perhaps she was enjoying it just a little too much. He consoled himself with the thought that, at least Jeremy hadn’t cum in her pussy as he had in Tasha’s. He supposed he really didn’t have anything to gripe about without seeming petty and resolved to let it go. Let the girl enjoy sucking Jeremy.

They sat around for a few minutes, drinking beer and coming down. Everyone agreed that it had been a great experience, but, strangely, no one suggested doing it again tomorrow. Janelle might have, but she already had plans for tomorrow.

Chapter 3

The following night, Jared found himself standing naked in Janelle’s apartment once again. This time he was standing next to his friend fatih escort bayan Kevin, who was also naked. Across from him was Kevin’s sister, Karen, naked, and next to her opposite Kevin, was Janelle, naked.

What surprised him most about current circumstances was not the circumstances themselves, but how freaking amazing Karen looked naked. Jared, if he were honest, had to admit that Karen surpassed Janelle in her naked glory. Her figure was a tad fuller, but still trim. Her breasts were only slightly larger than Janelle’s which wasn’t what made them better in Jared’s eyes. It was that her areolas were like small, concentrated versions of Janelle’s. Still pink, but deeper and only about the diameter of a nickel with rigid pencil eraser nipples. Her mons pubis was covered in brown fur that matched her hair, whereas Janelle’s was clean shaven. Her ass was, in his estimation, about as perfect as they come. It was kind of a bubble butt, and perhaps more than was currently in fashion among lingerie models, but Jared was looking forward to burying his face in it.

Janelle began by reaching out and fondling Kevin’s junk. Predictably, it rose to the occasion. Then she knelt down in front of him and began sucking him off in her usual expert fashion.

Karen used a different tactic. She leaned in and planted a kiss on Jared that made him weak in the knees. Karen loved Jared. Karen had been dreaming of the chance to fuck him and show him just how much she could satisfy even his most perverted desires.

Jared was intoxicated by Karen’s kiss. It caught him completely off guard. He had a cordial relationship with Karen because she was Janelle’s best friend. He had no idea of the intensity of emotion she felt for him until that kiss. That kiss conveyed it all. It was not simply an “I’m horny” kiss, but an “I’ll go to my grave loving you” kiss. It made his cock harden instantly. And after she kissed him, she looked into his eyes in a way that removed any doubt in his mind. Then she knelt down and began sucking him off.

After Janelle had worked her magic on Kevin’s cock, she led him to the sofa and then inserted his cock in her pussy and road him slowly cowgirl style.

The goal for the evening was double penetration, hence the need for two hard cocks. Jared understood this and considered their foray into the practice yesterday to be successful. He was less sure of the necessity for a repeat performance, but when Janelle suggested Kevin and Karen, he capitulated because having a crack at Karen was more of a temptation than he could withstand. Jared assumed that, just as before, he would fuck Janelle’s slippery wet pussy and Kevin would be taking the Hershey Highway. What he didn’t know, was that when Janelle negotiated the tryst, Kevin objected to anal sex, wanting no part of it. She didn’t think Jared would have a problem with it, since he loved all things ass. However, when Karen released him and he found that Kevin was in Janelle’s honeypot and he was to take the asshole route, he was incensed.

He said nothing. Kevin was his friend, after all. He just went along with the program, inserting his rigid rod into Janelle’s previously prepped and lubed asshole—which seemed to beckon him to enter. But perhaps he was a little bit more aggressive in his fucking than he would have been otherwise.

Janelle noticed that Jared was really ramming the meat home, but it so increased her pleasure that she could only moan in response. Kevin thought she was moaning because of what he was doing, and it pushed him almost immediately to orgasm. Fortunately, Janelle was ready to cum too, thanks to Jared’s rough riding. Jared came almost simultaneously with Janelle.

Jared didn’t have time to think about anything because as soon as he pulled out of Janelle’s ass, Karen was there with a ready mouth to suck him off, never mind that he’d just pulled out of Janelle’s ass. And, predictably after having an orgasm, intense glans stimulation leads to urination, but Karen knew this and was unfazed. She continued throat fucking Jared until he didn’t have any piss left in his bladder. Then she stood and kissed him again. It was another knee buckler. Then she told him to get busy eating her asshole.

Jared didn’t need to be told a second time. This was, for him, the highlight of the evening. Karen laid over a recliner and spread her cheeks to reveal a delicious brown anal flower. Jared went to work exploring all of it with his tongue before focusing on how far up her anus he could drive his tongue.

Karen wasn’t sure whether she would enjoy getting her ass eaten or not. She knew Janelle loved it, but she’d also talked to girls who said it was like having a garden slug stuck up your ass. That didn’t sound very sexy. When Jared began licking up and down the crack of her ass, she was afraid it would be like the garden slug. She really wasn’t feeling it. But when he began his deep dive, that was another thing altogether. When she escort mecidiyeköy started rubbing her clit at the same time, things were progressing well for her. When she felt her orgasm building, she knew it was going to be better than any she’d had previously. She quickly got up and turned to press her pussy in Jared’s face so he could do the finishing touch.

Jared at first thought he did something wrong, but when Karen spread her pussy open and pressed it against his mouth, he caught on pretty fast. When she came, she came hard and wet, spraying all over his face before he clamped down on her pussy. Then he licked and she pissed and he swallowed until her bladder was empty and her orgasm was spent.

Meanwhile, Kevin had taken the opportunity of having Janelle all to himself to explain to her how he’d had a crush on her since he’d first met her and that fucking her had been a dream come true. Janelle wasn’t surprised by this. It was one of the reasons she suggested Kevin and Karen to Jared. She also knew Jared thought Karen was cute. She did not know the extent of Karen’s feelings for Jared. If she had, she might have reconsidered the plan. Particularly in light of the awakening of Jared’s feelings for Karen.

After having pissed down Jared’s throat, Karen knelt down and kissed him again, pissy face and all. Jared felt her soft breasts and hard nipples press against his chest. He grabbed her ass and pulled her close. This kiss was serious. This kiss meant business. This kiss got Janelle’s attention. It also got Jared hard again.

“I get to fuck him, too, right?” Karen asked Janelle. “That was the deal?”

“Only if you get over her and eat my pussy,” Janelle taunted. She honestly didn’t think her friend would go for it. She was wrong. “You realize my pussy is full of your brother’s cum, right?” She said this in an effort to dissuade Karen. It didn’t work.

“I’ve tasted my brother’s cum before,” Karen replied, then added, “Don’t ask.”

Jared was not going to waste this opportunity. He may not ever have it again. While Karen was on all fours he slipped into her tight wet pussy. It wasn’t as wet as Janelle’s, but it was every bit as slippery and felt wonderful. The view was wonderful too. Watching Karen eating Janelle’s pussy, as well as the natural beauty of Karen’s ass, were a winning combination. He probably wouldn’t have lasted very long if he hadn’t already had an orgasm.

Karen didn’t want this to be how their first fuck went. She wanted to look in his eyes when he pumped his seed into her. Abruptly she stopped and stood, turned and gave a startled Jared another kiss. He could taste Janelle’s pussy on her lips. Karen led him by the cock to the recliner where she plopped him down and sat on his cock. This is how she wanted to fuck him. Face to face.

The expression on Karen’s face told Jared he was in trouble. This was not mere lust. This girl was claiming him as her own. This was going to be trouble. This was also going to be the best orgasm he’d had in his life. He shot all of his seed into Karen’s cunt with more satisfaction than he’d ever felt before. He always enjoyed the feeling of power related to the potential impregnation of Janelle, who had eschewed birth control. Last night, cumming inside Tasha had also been a special pleasure, since he’d never had her before. But this, with Karen, this was the best.

Karen thought so too. She had been craving Jared’s sperm for some time. She wasn’t on birth control either. She wasn’t seeing anyone. There had been no need. She wasn’t sorry. The idea of possibly becoming pregnant with his baby made her orgasm even more intense. She planted another knee buckling kiss on Jared. He was glad he was already sitting down.

“All right, you too, knock it off!” Janelle yelled. “This was just supposed to be a friendly fuck among friends. I think you two just got married.”

“I would be okay with that,” Karen admitted fearlessly. She looked at Jared, searching his eyes for corroboration. Remarkably, she found it.

“Actually, I would, too,” Jared agreed, knowing that it would cost him his relationship with Janelle.

“Really?” Janelle asked, exasperated. This was an unexpected turn of events. “Is my best friend stealing my boyfriend right out from under me in my own house?”

“You gave Kevin your pussy,” Jared said. “I was the only one who was supposed to cum in there.”

“I’m pretty sure it’s my pussy and I get to decide who cums in it,” Janelle shot back.

“But you’re not on birth control,” Jared pointed out. Kevin suddenly turned pale.

“So what?” Janelle said. “Neither is she,” indicating Karen, “and you didn’t hesitate to pump a load into her cunt. You didn’t hesitate to pump your spooge in Tasha’s cunt. Why are you the only one who’s allowed to determine who cums in who?”

“You’re right, Janelle,” Jared agreed. “You’re absolutely right. It’s your pussy. Your decision. No problem. But if you insist on sharing it with others, you and I are through.”

“But you agreed to this! We planned this. Together!” Janelle was panicking now, not wanting this to go south.

“No. You planned this. I went along for the ride. And the second dick was supposed to be up your ass, not your babymaker.”

“That’s my fault,” Kevin said. “I told her I wouldn’t do it unless I got her pussy. I don’t do anal.”

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Chapter 10. My Wife’s Surprise Birthday Party

My wife’s birthday was coming up soon and I decided to prepare a little surprise for her. We had been married for quite a while now and our recent activities had changed our lives quite a bit. I figured it would be good to build on these recent experiences.

I called Jo and Jeremy and asked them to come to the Party. I had also invited Christy. I then asked Jo if she and Jeremy did any other swinging and knew of any other men with large cocks. She said they had done some and she knew of another guy who was hung almost identically to Jeremy. I asked her to bring him, and she said, “What about his wife?”

“Do you think she would want to come, too? I already have the four of us and my slave so with your friend that makes three guys and three girls. What do you think?”

“She’ll be fine.” Jo said. “She loves sex, she loves parties, and she loves women, too, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”

I agreed and set it up so that they would all meet at Jo’s and then come over when I called.

On the evening of her birthday, we had a quiet dinner at home because I told her that I had a surprise for her. We finished eating and I gave her some small presents. Then I asked her if she was ready for her big surprise. She said yes and I told her that there were some preparations. I went in the bedroom and called Jo and said to be here in 5 minutes and to sneak in the back. I then led my wife into the family room and told her to undress. She smiled and undressed and then I told her I had purchased a sleeping blindfold that she had to put on. She grinned even more, knowing that it was going to be interesting. I had her stand in the middle of the room and I started running my hands lightly over her breasts, ass and pussy. Then the crowd came creeping in and, seeing me, they all went into the bedroom and got undressed. When they came back, I had to admire the size of the schlongs that I saw there. Jeremy and this other guy, who I still did not know by name, had very large cocks, and they were starting to rise in anticipation and because of the vision of me teasing my wife. I motioned them over and then indicated quietly that we should all put our hands on my wife. I told my wife not to peek and I knew she was wondering what was going on. Then she felt multiple hands on her body and started grinning and laughing. She was definitely ready for this, but she was in for a surprise. Her hands were at her sides so I moved the stunt cocks on either side of her and placed her hands on them. She gasped.

“Oh my.” she said. “Now that’s some meat!”

I grinned and told her to take off the mask. She took her right hand off one of the cocks and ripped the mask off. She immediately put her hand back on the cock and then looked at the two men on either side of her. She smiled and said “Yum!” When she saw everyone who was there she went “This is a great birthday gift.”

Jo introduced her friends to everyone as Jack and Diane. There was the momentary laugh about them being referenced in the John Mellencamp song, and they said they always get that. My wife, however, was not interested in music at that point. She was interested in getting her birthday present in her birthday suit. I wasn’t interested in the musical reference either, but I was definitely checking out Diane. Jo was a gorgeous auburn-haired beauty with nice curves, and now there was another voluptuous woman present. Diane was a well-endowed, hippy, large-breasted woman. She had very dark hair, but light eyes and pale skin. She, too, was a drop dead gorgeous woman, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on some new tits and ass.

I looked at how things were progressing and my wife. She was now on her knees moving her mouth from Jeremy to Jack and back şişli escort again, testing them to see which was the larger and if she could get either one all the way into her mouth. She was not a deep-throater, so she sucked on the first 6 inches or so and used her hands to jack off along the bottom. They didn’t seem to mind at all. She was definitely enjoying having two large cocks all to herself.

I was the only other man in the room, and my dick was getting hard as a rock watching that and the other three naked women in the room. Jo was watching my wife blow the big dicks, and starting to rub her pussy. She had shaved it to just a small landing strip, so it was very visible and the inner lips were already making an appearance. She kept rubbing and I got the idea that she was trying to coax her large clitoris into the open.

Diane was standing right next to Jo and started to rub Jo’s tits and tug on her nipples. Christy was just sitting there on the chair next to them, either enthralled with the view, or unsure what to do and where to join in, so I took matters into my hands.

I walked over towards Jo and Diane and they looked at me and my hard cock and smiled. As I approached I motioned to Christy and she stood up.

“Jo, Diane, this is Christy, a young lady from our school. She’s very cooperative.” I grinned sheepishly. “Christy, I want you to welcome Diane to the group by eating her pussy and ass until she cums.”

“Yes, Master.” She replied and I could see Diane smile at that. She evidently was not aware of it before, but now knew that Christy was my slave.

Jo led Diane to the chair that Christy had just vacated and sat her in it. She pulled her legs down so that she was slumped down into the chair and her pussy was right at the edge of the seat. Jo then went behind the chair, leaned over Diane so that her tits were in Diane’s face, and reached down to grab Diane’s ankles. She yanked Diane’s legs way back up toward her shoulders, putting her pussy and ass on display. Christy saw the target, smiled mischievously, and immediately dove into it to do her job. Diane looked up and leaned her head back to start sucking on Jo’s tits between moaning as Christy went to work on her nether regions.

I walked over and watched Christy work for a while. She started by slowing pealing Diane’s lips open so that she could see the pussy and then licked and sucked on the lips. Every so often she would let her tongue brush Diane’s clit and Diane would jerk her hips a little and moan into Jo’s tits. Then Christy slowly worked her tongue down to Diane’s asshole, lightly ran her tongue all around her ass and then tongued the hole. I could tell that Diane loved it by the way she was squirming and trying to slide down to give Christy all the access possible to her ass. I decided to join in and got on my knees next to Christy. While she was working on Diane’s ass, I moved in over top of her and starting sucking on Diane’s clit. Diane immediately released her sucking hold on Jo’s left tit and looked up to determine where the other mouth came from. She looked me in the eye briefly before she rolled her eyes back and went back to work on Jo’s tits. Then she raised up again and said “Christy, use your fingers baby.”

I watched as Christy stuck her finger into Diane’s ass. Diane moaned and stopped sucking Jo’s tits, so Jo started roughly handling Diane’s tits, rubbing them and pinching the nipples. Christy was inserting a second finger to butt-fuck Diane, and I was sucking and licking on her clit. Diane was definitely getting some attention, and couldn’t last much longer. She was moaning and squirming.

“Faster, everybody.” Diane managed to say and we all picked up the pace. Christy started banging her ass pretty escort bayanlar hard with two fingers and I pulled my mouth off her clit and started rubbing it faster and faster. She started moaning “Oh, yeah, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, oh, yeah, here it comes, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh, arrrrrrgghhh.” And she came hard. She was a little bit of a squirter and I could see a little hit Christy in the face and she smiled. She starting slowing down her finger-fucking of Diane’s ass and I let up on her clit, and she slowly came to a rest. She sat there slumped down in the chair with her legs pulled back blissfully enjoying her post-orgasm relaxation.

I looked behind me and saw that my wife had positioned Jeremy on the couch sitting and was sucking on his cock. Jack was behind her, plowing her pussy and pounding her pretty hard. She was loving it and would let go of Jeremy’s cock to give directions to Jack.

I looked back at Diane who said “That was fantastic. After the week I’ve had, I needed a good cum.” She reached up and grabbed Jo and said “Your turn.”

She stood up and put Jo in the chair and took up the same position. Christy just smiled and went back to work. I had other ideas for myself, though. I stood up and walked behind Diane. I rubbed my dick up and down her ass crack as she bent over holding Jo’s legs and reached around to grab her amazing tits. She smiled and said “See anything you like?”

“You bet.” I said. “I’ll just help myself to these delicious treats.”

This was perfect. She wiggled her ass a little and arched her back so that I had easy access to her pussy. I reached down and guided my dick to it. It slipped in easily. Now, this was fantastic. I was standing behind a beautiful woman, fucking her for the first time. My thighs were slapping up against her plentiful ass and hips and I was feeling her voluptuous tits. I could look over her shoulder and see Christy eating out Jo. And I could watch as my wife got totally fucked by the two big dicked men. I was on visual overload, and the rest of my senses were pretty taxed, too.

I watched my wife change positions. She went and sat on Jeremy’s lap and slid his dick into her pussy and decided that all her recent anal play might allow her to take both cocks at once. She directed Jack to try to stick his cock in her ass. He followed those order explicitly!

Christy was now sticking two fingers into Jo’s ass and sucking on her clit, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Meanwhile, I was feeling great as my dick explored the new pussy it had found in Diane. I rubbed my fingers around her ass and decided that I needed to try that, too. I moved my right thumb to her ass and slowing poked it in. She rose up a little and moaned. She knew what I wanted and said “Go ahead, butt fuck me.”

Well, I always aim to please so I pulled my dick out of her pussy and lined it up with her ass. I pushed and it seemed much tighter than it should be considering Christy just had two fingers in there and I had my thumb. Finally, the head of my dick popped into her ass and she groaned almost as loud as I did. Yes, it was very tight!

I looked around and could see that almost everyone was getting close to orgasm. I knew that all the screaming and moaning could cause a chain reaction at this party. Finally, when Jo started cumming, the chain reaction occurred.

“Fuck, yeah!” Jo exclaimed. “Uh, uh, uh, uh, that’s it; put those fingers up my ass. Lick my clit and make me cum.” Jo seemed to highlight this as she got close to cumming. And she made it. “Ugggghhhh! C-cumming!” She started shaking and jerking and Christy kept sucking and jamming her fingers up Jo’s ass until she collapsed back against the chair.

I looked up to see that this was setting escort maslak off the other folks. Jack suddenly said, “Yeah, I’m close, baby. I’m gonna cum hard. Damn, your ass is so tight I won’t be able to get it out until I cum.”

My wife was yelling, “Cum in my ass. I love big dicks in all my holes. Cum. Both of you. I’m gonna cum, too. I need all that spunk in me. Come on. Get those big dicks moving. Oh, yeah, fuck me hard!”

Jeremy was just saying, “Yes, yes, yes, oh, yes.”

My wife went first. “AAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!” she yelled. “Here I cum!!!!” She started jerking and spasming and when she did Jack went next.

“UNGH! Ungh! Oh! Yeah!” he said a word with each spasm and squirt of his cum deep into her ass.

Jeremy was set off by those two. “Me, too, oh, yes, me, too.” and he jerked and came hard.

All of this was too much for me, so I started pounding Diane’s ass and grabbed her tits to pull her to me. She went off like a rocket and her jerking and spasming meant that I could barely hold on and continue fucking that tight ass. But I did and I came long and hard into that ass. It was such a scene that when I finished I looked around and everyone was panting and gasping for air.

I looked down at Christy and she was smiling. I knew that she was enjoying herself, but I wanted her to get a good cum, too.

“Ladies.” I said after a couple of minutes. “Each of you please take one of the men’s dicks and bring it back to life.” And to Christy I said, “Stand up and spread your legs”.

Diane turned around and took my dick and started sucking it back to life. She was very good at this. My wife took Jeremy and Jo took Jack and all the guys were sucked back to life in a few minutes.

When it looked like we were all hard again I said, “Gentlemen, my slave needs some spunk. Jack, lay on the floor. Christy, get on his dick. I’ll get the ass and Jeremy you feed her your dick.” Christy just gasped agreeingly and immediately jumped on Jack’s dick. She put him all the way in and then leaned over so that I could insert my dick into her ass. It felt funny with another dick right there in her pussy also pushing around. Christy then raised her head and turned to the side enough to suck Jeremy. We slowly started pounding the shit out of this young woman. She was moaning and groaning around Jeremy’s dick and we just kept at it. Suddenly she came and none of us were close yet. She let go of Jeremy’s dick and said “Oh, yeah, that’s good.” I pushed her head immediately back on Jeremy’s dick. She gladly started sucking again. In no time at all her young ass had me cumming. I yelled out I was cumming and shot a load deep into her ass. My second ass of the night. Jack was next and said, “My turn, oh, yeah, take my load, baby.” and came in her as she tried to keep Jeremy in her mouth. Jeremy, watching all this, decided to join in and pulled out and jerked his cock to shoot plenty of cum all over her face. He covered her pretty good.

Christy got up off Jack’s cock and I immediately said. “Lay on the coffee table with your legs in the air.” I turned to the rest of the women who were watching the show and idly playing with their nipples and pussies. “Ladies, clean up that spunk.”

The three ladies looked like I was offering them ice cream. They all smiled and launched themselves at the youngster. My wife pushed Christy’s legs back to her chest and went for her pussy, Jo got under my wife and started licking Christy’s ass, and Diane went for her face. They all started lapping and sucking and licking all the cum out of and off of Christy. It only took about two minutes and Christy was cumming again. When she started cumming, my wife thumbed her clit hard, and Diane pinched her nipples and twisted them and Christy was jerking all over the place.

When she finally calmed down we all looked around. Everyone was pretty spent at that point. I said to them, “I think refreshments are in order.” They all agreed and we went to raid the kitchen, knowing that there was still plenty of night and naked pussy and cock around.

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