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Awakening to the sun peeking through the curtains, Mary marveled at how wonderful it was to have some time to herself. After all the kids were wither ex-husband this weekend, so she only had plans to enjoy the beautiful weather and the little time she had to herself. Her only plans for the weekend were to do some shopping. Maybe get a new outfit to wear to work. It wasn’t that she needed to go shopping; it was simply something she enjoyed. Knowing that she would most likely be trying multiple outfits on in different stores, she opted for the bare essentials, a bra, panties, loose fitting t-shirt, sweatpants, socks and slip on shoes. That way it wouldn’t be such a hassle getting undressed and dressed multiple times. Her hair tied back in a neat pony tail, she drove the short distance to the mall.

Entering the mall Mary wandered around the mall, just trying to decide where she wanted to start. Ambling around the mall she decided she might as well look as some lingerie. She loved black lace; it would be nice to have a matching set of lingerie, just in case she had a chance to show it off to a date, or even answer the door when her ex showed up, just to show him just what he was missing out on.

Entering the lingerie store she was confronted with more mainstream selections toward the front of the store, but as she traveled toward the back of the store the selections became more risqué. Now, this would be something she could really enjoy. She wandered around the bras, panties and teddies, looking for just what might be the most provocative lingerie she might actually wear.

Since there wasn’t really a chance that anyone would actually see her lingerie at this point, at least not for a while, Mary decided to get some extremely (for her), revealing and erotic lingerie. Choosing her final selections carefully, she found a store clerk, and asked if there were fitting rooms that she could try on the lingerie. The perky young clerk directed her toward the fitting rooms. Mary’s selections were; a pair of black lace crotchless panties, and two possible bras that could match the panties, one bra was almost a half cup bra, that would expose most of her large areolas, and the other bra had full cups, but the tips were open and lace trimmed, and would leave her entire areola and nipple exposed. The final piece of lingerie was a red lace teddy that had snaps on the crotch.

Mary was no stranger to fitting rooms or changing in fitting rooms, but this was different, she was getting to take her time, unrushed by a husband or kids. The fitting room was about five feet square, benches lined the three walls that weren’t occupied by the door, there were mirrors from the bench up to her head height on the walls with benches, and a full length mirror lined the door. Deftly removing her t-shirt, she laid it on the bench. She then unfastened the clasp on the front of her bra and removed it. Nude from the waist up, she stood and admired her breasts, they had a slight sexy droop to them, but at thirty-five and after two kids, they looked great. She took in the sight of her light brown, silver dollar sized areolas, and her pinkish brown pinkie sized nipples.

Taking her first bra, the half-cup black lace bra, placing the bra on so she could hook it easily (backward), she hooked the bra, turned it around, put the straps up on her shoulders, and placed each breast in its cup. Admiring how the bra seemed to push her breasts up and made them look perkier, she decided she liked not only the look, but the feel of this one. Removing the first bra, she leaned down to pick up the second bra, the weight of her breasts swaying in the air pendulously. Standing up she began the process of trying this bra on, hooking it, turning it around the placing her breasts in the cups. The combined effects of being nude, trying on sexy lingerie, shown as she gazed at her now fully erect nipples. The sight was so tempting that she cupped her breasts in her hands, and started teasing her nipples by touching them ever so lightly, and gently squeezing them, feeling the pressure exerted on her nipples all the way down to her clit.

“Damn, I have to stop this, this no place to be starting something I can’t finish.”

Leaving the bra on to try and lessen the temptation to continue to play with her erect nipples, when changing into her own bra, she decided to try on the panties. Leaning over to remove her sweat pants and panties, she picked up the new panties and pulled them up. The sensation of air wafting across her exposed pussy lips felt luxurious. Tilting her head to the side a bit she saw how the thin strip of fabric seemed to just appear at the top of the crack of her ass. Picking one leg up and placing it on a bench she surveyed how her pussy looked framed in lace. She turned with her ass toward the door, bent over, and looked at how her pussy seemed to bulge out of the lace opening in the panties, her trimmed bush splayed little hairs framing the opening in the panties.

Bent gaziantep zenci escort over she moved her feet farther apart to get a better view of how her pussy looked in the panties. The little hair that was exposed looked quite sexy. Standing up she turned and took a seat, again opposite the floor length mirror on the door. Wanting to see more, she picked her legs up and placed them on opposing benches, her pussy looking like a pursed pair of lips. Distancing herself from reality, she took her fingers and pulled her pussy open, exposing her inner labia, which was moist with excitement.

“Oh, God…it’s been so long…”

With all her might she let her pussy squeeze closed as she removed her fingers from her outer labia.

“Just a little bit” She thought as she dipped an index finger into her moist slit, gathering the moisture she moved her finger up to tease her clit a little. Her clit, already partially aroused from the nipple play, stiffened and begged for more attention, as she tickled her clit a bit more.

“Oh, no, I have to stop this now.”

With all the willpower she could muster, she removed the crotchless panties, the open nipple bra, and put her own underwear back on. Pulling up her sweatpants she felt a sense of relief, at least she couldn’t see how excited her pussy was. As she slid her t-shirt over her head and pulled it down to her waist she felt a little better, as no one would be able to tell how stiff her nipples were. She had decided not to even try the teddy on.

Exiting the fitting room in somewhat clouded state, she proceeded to the cahier. Mary decided to purchase both bras, the panties and the teddy, even though she hadn’t tried the teddy on. Exhaling with a sigh of relief as she exited the lingerie store she began to try and work on getting her thoughts away from her pussy.

She wandered up and down the corridors of the mall, looking in one shop or another. Her attention was drawn to a small store that had gag gifts, and other odd items. Passing through one of the small aisles, she happened upon some “back massagers.”

“Those are vibrators.” She thought as she laughed a bit.

Picking one up, to examine it, she discovered that there were three different sizes of “back massagers,” seven inch, ten inch, and twelve inch. Having been married she used to have some vibrators, but her ex in a rage had taken all of them when he left, destroying them, leaving her to her own devices to satisfy her sexual needs. Looking at the different sizes of vibrators, she couldn’t decide on which size to buy. The seven inch would probably be tight at this point, because she hadn’t had sex or any artificial penetration in almost three months, and she regularly did her kegel exercises, meant to keep the vaginal muscles tight and in shape. The ten inch and twelve inch vibrators were simply out of the question, she was sure that it would be painful to try and get one of them in her tight little pussy. Feeling like a coward, because she didn’t even buy the small vibrator she left the gag gift store.

As she strode down the mall hallways she tried to decide what would go best with the lingerie she had purchased. A short skirt and an almost sheer white blouse would be a sexy and alluring ensemble she thought. The increasing slickness of her wet vaginal lips sliding against one another as she walked to her next destination, was partially due to her fantasies about what she would like to do with the vibrators.

“Nothing like showing off, but not letting anyone really see anything.” She thought

Mary entered the department store, found a cart and began the process of picking and choosing a few different outfits to try on. She finally decided on four pairs of slacks, and three different blouses. Passing by the skirts, she decided that a nice skirt would be nice, to show off her legs, and maybe flash some unsuspecting guy. Her mind drifted temporarily on the friction of her bra cups produced as her breasts swayed, rubbing her taut nipples into the fabric of the cups.

Perusing the aisles trying to find the “perfect” skirt for her particular desire, took longer than she had imagined it would. Finally she found the type of skirt she had in mind. It should hang a few inches below her crotch, but be revealing should she choose it to be. The skirt was, light cotton, with a red paisley print. The blouse was easy to find, and it was exactly what she wanted, an opaque white, that would let a hint of what was worn underneath recognizable to anyone that was truly looking.

She walked toward the changing room with her selections in the cart. Her nipples began to ache slightly from the continuous pressure of her bra cups, and the continued fantasy thoughts Mary had been focusing on. As she checked her items with the clerk and entered the fitting room. She could feel the slickness of her inner labia sliding against one another as she gaziantep escort walked into the fitting room. She envisioned her clit hiding beneath its protective hood trying to peek out and seek attention.

Mary was having a difficult time concentrating on her shopping as her fantasies came back and began revolving around how she would look, clad only in her black lace bra and her crotchless panties.

Entering the changing room with only the skirt, the blouse and her purse, her previous purchases being watched by the clerk, she began the process of trying the clothing on. First she would try the skirt on. She removed the baggy sweat pants. The dampness in her panties felt chilly against the heat of her pussy, as she began to try on the skirt and blouse.

Mary admired the curves of her form. Her eyes settled on the dark strip of dampness soaking through her thin cotton panties. She ran her hands lightly up her thighs, her fingers stopping momentarily as the top of her mound to gently rub her pubic bone. Refocusing, she began trying on the skirt she had picked out. The act of repeatedly undressing in a public place, already aroused, seemed intensely erotic. It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore her stiff nipples and her wet pussy; her scent filled the small room.

“Hmmm…smells like sex in here.”

Out of sheer willpower she dutifully returned to the task at hand. Mary again removed her t-shirt, to replace it with the blouse she had found. A devious thought began developing in her mind…

“This is a changing room; It’s private.”

She unbuttoned the blouse, hanging it back on the hanger, her hands shivering with excitement. Then, removed the skirt and hung it also. She could see that her face was flushed, as she decided that she had to cum, right now. She could last until she got back to the car, which was at least a half an hour away. She could feel her pulse in her stiffened nipples, and her now stiffening clit.

Thinking about the possibility that other women may have masturbated in this small mirror lined changing room tuned her on even more. She moved her hands up her body to rub her breasts, lifting them, squeezing, tracing her fingers around the areolas, her stiffening nipples begged to be free of the confinement of the thin material of the bra. Her body was giving her definite signs that it needed release, and it needed that release now. Closing her eyes, and tilting her head back in ecstasy as her hand slipped inside the elastic waistband of her plain white, thin cotton panties, her hand automatically found her slit. The moment her fingers came in contact with the hot moistness of her aching pussy, her clit stiffened in expectation.

Rubbing her mound, feeling the heat of her pussy, was all she could stand. Her mind screamed at her to control her urges, as her pulse pounded. She was beyond rational thought at this point. Finally opening her eyes to view the erotic sight she was creating, she reached up with her free hand and slid her breasts out of the confines of her bra. The collapsed cups of her bra resting on her chest above her fully exposed breasts; she turned the bra with one hand and unhooked it, allowing it to fall to the floor in a small heap of lifeless fabric.

“Oh…God, I can’t believe I am doing this.”

Mary gazed at her breasts as they bounced in rhythm matching the motions of her hand massaging her pussy. Her taut nipples stuck out like chubby little erasers on a pencil. The hand that had freed her breasts from their confinement began to tweak the nipple on her left breast, as her eyes traveled down the reflection of her body; her gaze came to rest on the movement of her hand inside her panties. She imagined what her pussy would look like framed in the black lace of the crotchless panties she had purchased. Wanting to enjoy this as much as possible, she removed her hands from her breasts and panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, leaving them in a heap on the floor of the fitting room.

Sitting on the bench that ran around three walls of the fitting room, she faced the full length mirror on the door; the hairy triangle of her pussy starkly contrasted the pink of her nude body. Here she was, entirely nude in a public place, and it was so erotic to her. She raised one leg up to rest on a side bench, and to give her better access to her smoldering, wet pussy.

She really hadn’t taken the time to even really look at herself in a purely sexual way for a long time. The more she gazed at her pussy the more it amazed her, the way the outer lips pursed, revealing a trace of wetness in her folds. Using both hands she watched in the mirror as she revealed her inner folds. It was simply amazing how beautiful her pussy actually was. Creamy white lubricant was oozing from the slit of her pussy. One of her index fingers slipped down the slit of her pussy into the liquid, slowly sliding back up the crease to lubricate and moisten her now engorged and straining clit. Her clit now rosy pink, and distended just beyond its little protective hood, just begged for some attention.

Mary slowly began teasing her clit. She traced little circles around the hood, making sure not to make direct contact with her stiff little bud.

“Ah…yes…that’s it.”

Her finger flicked her clit in a desperate attempt to finish quickly, so as not to be discovered, or arouse suspicion. She would die of embarrassment if she were discovered playing with herself. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she tried to keep her moans of pleasure subdued. Since it always helped her to get off, she raised one of her breasts to her lips, and began sucking on her breast with an intense sexual fervor. She could feel the pleasure building stirrings deep inside her groin, as her finger slid down her slit dipped back into her wet hole, to re-lubricate.

She discovered that it really increased her excitement as she watched herself frigging her clit, and watched the liquid seeping from her slit, gathering at the lower end of her slit, getting ready to drip on the seat. Hurriedly she reached down with her left hand, gathered the juices from her slit on her fingers, raised her hand to her mouth and licked the wetness from her fingers. Her hips began quivering as her orgasm began to build deep within her loins. Mary lowered her hand from her mouth to her pussy and began fingering her wet hole. She wished she had gotten the vibrator after all.

A heavy musk of wet pussy filled the small fitting room. She slid off the seat on to the floor, placing each leg on the bench closest to it, spreading her legs as far as possible in the room, as she stared at the woman in the mirror’s self-gratifying manipulations. The evident swelling of her labia and clit was fascinating; she had never really looked at herself when she played with pussy. Her fingers were a flurry of motion, one hand flitting over her clit, the other hand pumping in and out of her soggy pussy hole. She hoped the sucking and squishing sounds her pussy was making as she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy weren’t really as loud as they seemed to her in this small room.

“Oh, God, please, please, now…I have to cum, I need to cum.”

“I’m so close…almost there…” she thought as she began concentrating solely on the manipulations of her clit and cumming.

“Come on, dammit, come on…please cum.”

“I need this.”

Her hips raising and lowering in rhythm with the pumping of her fingers in her crotch as she tried to make herself to cum faster.

“Come on sweet pussy…cum now…”

“Oh God…yeah, almost there.”

Her whole body began tensing as she reached approached the peak of her orgasm. Suddenly, the door opened, and the young female clerk gasped in astonishment. Her eyes transfixed on what was happening before her eyes.

“Close the door, dammit.” She thought.

As much as she wanted to stop and save herself from embarrassment, she just couldn’t. She had reached the point of no return, the point at which she was incapable of stopping, no matter how much she wanted to stop, she just couldn’t. Her breathing had become more panting that breathing. She continued diddling her clit furiously, trying to ignore the eyes at the door, yet aware of the heightened erotic feelings she had as a result of being watched.

“Oh…God…not now…not with her watching, please close the door.”

Contractions deep within her pussy began forcing her cum to dribble out of her slit on to the bra beneath her ass. Her whole body spasmed uncontrollably as the orgasmic contractions began deep within her loins. It didn’t matter anymore that she was being watched, she was at the precipice and was at the point of no return, the point at which, no matter what happened she simply couldn’t stop herself from cumming, even if she wanted to.

“OK, watch me cum…go ahead, look at my wet pussy, look at it leak all over your carpet.”

Even though she wished that she had not been seen, she continued. Her hips bucked involuntarily as wave after wave of her orgasm flowed over her entire body. She slowly removed her fingers from her soggy hole, as her spasms subsided. The young lady at the door closed it.

Mary continued to massage her throbbing pussy, luxuriating in the pleasure she was feeling. Her juices had matted her bush to the skin of her mound and labia. Still watching the mirror as her orgasm subsided, she saw the door close.

She reached down and located the wet panties beneath her ass, found a fairly dry spot, and began the task of trying to dry off her pussy as much as possible. Unceremoniously shoving the sodden panties in her purse, she donned her bra, t-shirt, sweat pants, and shoes. She exited the fitting room, flushed as much from masturbating as she was from the embarrassment of having been caught masturbating. She spied the young lady that had opened the door of the fitting room, avoided eye contact, and headed for the cash registers with her purchase. Paying for her purchases, she arrived at the customer service department to retrieve her lingerie, and head back into the mall.

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The loud banging on the front door awoke Katie from her deep sleep she pulled the curtain slightly open and could see a courier van in the driveway. Katie put on her dressing gown and walked to the front door peering through the peephole, standing on the porch was a young man in a FedEx uniform.

“Who is it?” Katie inquired.

” I have a delivery for a Miss Katie Fitzgerald.” Replied the courier.

“Just leave it by the door.” Katie asked.

“Cant do that Maim I need a signature.” Demanded the courier.

Katie slid the security chain from the door, unlatched the deadlock, and then opened the door. The courier looked directly at Katie’s cleavage her pert breasts slightly exposed, she quickly scrunched the front of her dressing gown hiding any exposed flesh. The courier removed his attention from her cleavage and pushed his folder at Katie motioning where she needed to sign, he smiled and turned on his heels turning around as he reached his vehicle.

“You have a nice day now.” He announced.

Nice day thought Katie, my Saturday morning sleep in disrupted by some smart pervert courier guy with that she headed into the kitchen throwing the parcel onto the bench and flicking the kettle on. It was not long before Katie was sitting outside on the decking enjoying her hot coffee. Katie felt the warmth of the morning sun on her body and she allowed the top her dressing gown to slightly open permitting its rays to greet the smooth skin of her pert breast’s she titled head back a little forcing her breasts outwards enjoy it’s touch.

Katie sipped at the last of her coffee and headed back inside to make another cup; whilst she waited for the kettle to boil, she glanced at the parcel and picked it up giving it a shake, Katie made her coffee and returned outside with the parcel. Katie ripped the bag open and tilted the parcel shaking it’s contents onto the table, the brown package dropped and a tiny white piece of paper floated down onto the ground, Katie leant down picking up the paper it simply read ENJOY.

Katie quickly tore away the plain brown wrapping to discover someone had sent her a sex toy; her immediate reaction was to drop the box back onto the table as if it had some danger element to it. She picked up the FedEx bag looking for a sender’s name one could not be found. Katie gulped her coffee staring intently at the sex toy, as she tried to think who would send her such a thing.

It wasn’t the fact that it was a sex toy that made her feel slightly disgusted it was the fact someone thought she needed it, perhaps it was that slimy young courier, her commonsense took control as she had never met the courier guy before he was just doing his job she told herself. Katie picked up the box and headed into her bedroom grabbing the cordless telephone along the way, her initial reaction was to ring all her friends and ex boyfriends and interrogate each one until she was able to reveal the sender, it was still early and she knew none of them would probably be awake or answer their phones.

Katie’s curiosity eventually got the better of her she picked up the box and studied it. The Sensational Woman’s Wonder Toy the title touted, Katie smiled this will be good she cynically said to herself as she opened the box and shook the contents onto the bed. Katie giggled out loud as the flaccid latex seks hikayeleri dildo slinked out onto the bed amused at how it looked like a giant worm.

Katie opened the instruction book.

Step one press button one on the remote control before inserting into vagina.

Katie pressed button one and the dildo started to self inflate stopping once it had slightly hardened.

Step two insert Dildo fully into vagina leaving cord at base outside for easy removal of Dildo and press button two on the remote control.

Katie pressed button two and watched as the dildo inflated to it’s full nine inches and it’s girth widen to two inches, once the dildo had hardened Katie noticed that the dildo had thick ribs an inch apart increasing in size along the shaft of the toy, the cord at the base now prominent with it’s fluorescent pink tiny nodule end

Step three once dildo is fully inserted into vagina press button three on the remote, this will secure dildo in place.

Katie pressed button three and the base of the dildo inflated a large ring like rib about four inches in diameter, Katie picked up the dildo and examined it she felt gentle pulses against her palm emanating from it.

Step four once satisfaction has been reached press button four on the remote control, and remove dildo-using cord attached to the base.

Katie pressed button four on the remote control and the dildo instantly became flaccid, just the same as a man she giggled to herself. Katie felt warmness in her pussy; she put her hand against her pussy and was surprised by it is wetness,

Katie removed her dressing gown and laid down on the bed, she ran her hands across her smooth breasts and over her nipples her touch making them stand to attention she parted her legs and gently stroked her silky inner thighs with her hands. Katie parted her pussy lips with her finger sliding up and down the entirety of her pussy with ease.

She looked over at the dildo next to her and pressed button one on the remote control the dildo slightly inflated. Katie picked up the dildo and slid into her tight hole, she then pressed button two and the dildo started to enlarge Katie pushed the dildo completely inside her, struggling to keep it inserted as each reached it’s full nine inches and spread her pussy wide with it’s thickness. Katie opened hers legs as wide as she could and pushed the dildo in deep quickly pressing button three, the base of the dildo grew in size and Katie felt uncomfortable as the dildo stretched across her opening.

Katie’s first reaction was to pull on the cord to remove the dildo, however it would not budge and she then remembered the instructions, pressing button four on the remote control, she waited a few seconds for the dildo to deflate which it didn’t, she pressed the button again and nothing happen.

Katie started to panic she wanted this thing out of her and started to worry how she was going to achieve this and then in a moment of clarity she got up and walked to kitchen with some difficulty as the large object inside made moving quickly an impossibility, she opened the top draw and rummaged around for a packet of batteries she found them and hastily opened the packet and replaced them with the ones in the remote control.

Katie calmed down feeling gaziantep şişman escort a little silly about the logical answer to her predicament she pressed the button on the remote and waited, once again nothing happened and fear again raced through her mind. Katie went back to the bedroom and read the instructions hoping she had not followed them correctly, she went through each step one by one and then reversed them and then in frustration continually pressed and held down buttons, still nothing happened. Katie noticed a sentence in small print on the booklet.

Please note dildo will self deflate in thirty minutes of operation, if satisfaction has not been achieved simply repeat steps one through to three again.

Katie let out a sigh of relief, I just have to wait thirty minutes and be done with it she thought she took looked at her watch and took note of the time. Katie sat upright on her bed trying to comfortably position herself, fluffing up pillows and placing them behind her trying to find some relief from the fullness of the dildo deep inside her. Once she had found a position that gave her some relief she picked up a book and started to read, her concentration only lasted a few minutes as the dildo pulsed inside her pussy.

Once again, Katie became agitated, what happens if this thing inside me does not deflate, she thought. Katie walked back into the kitchen and started to pace back and forth, trying to think of the alternatives if the dildo did not deflate would she call a friend or drive straight to the hospital, she became angry at herself for her own stupidity what was she thinking when she did this.

Katie glanced at her watch twenty minutes to go, crap she thought and with that Katie plunked her self down onto the kitchen chair, the dildo pushed deep inside her pussy forcing Katie to involuntarily stand up grabbing the table with both hands to prevent her losing her balance.

“Fuck.” Katie screamed out aloud.

Katie took a moment to catch her breath and then gently and slowly sat back down she cupped her pussy with her hand trying to relief the pain she had just encountered. Katie could not believe how wet and swollen her pussy was, with all the panic and distress in Katie’s mind the dildo was still working its magic on her pussy.

Katie took a moment to sit still to feel the vibrations deep inside her hot cunt, the more calmness she felt the more intense the vibrations seemed to become. Katie’s released the tight grip of her cupped hand and slid her finger along her pussy feeling her hardened clit and then down circling the rim of her stretched hole. Katie felt pleasure for the first time since she had inserted the dildo some ten minutes before, her mind and body finally in unison with each other.

Katie opened her legs as wide a she could and slowly pushed her pussy hard down onto the seat forcing the top of the dildo to touch her deeper inside than she had ever felt before. The tip of the dildo pulsated against the top of Katie’s cunt and she felt her swollen clit throb against the polished wooden seat. Katie grabbed the edge of the dinning room table with clenched fists as her hips rocked back and forth, her back arched pushing her body forward on the chair as her orgasm screamed through her body, the sensation gaziantep sınırsız escort of her clit throbbing against the hard surface sent another fiery orgasm through her.

Katie slowly released her grip on the table as her body calmed down and after a few moments, she stood up, gingerly as her knees still trembled from the intensity of the dildo’s pleasure. She glanced at her watch she could not believe that only five minutes had passed and that she still had to wait another fifteen minutes before the dildo would supposedly deflate she pressed the button on the remote once again with no result. Katie finally succumbed to the fact she would have to wait out the time and hope that the dildo would comply with the manufacturers statement and deflate.

Katie felt the sudden urge to pea the effects of the morning coffees and the large dildo inside her put pressure against her bladder. Katie sat down on the toilet just in time as her gold fluid released itself, the quickness of the flow and the relief of fullness within her bladder sent a strange feeling through her body, and once again the pulsating of the dildo became prominent.

Katie decided to lie down on her bed eager to drift off to sleep making the time pass quicker and to hopefully wake up with the dildo deflated inside her. Katie closed her eyes trying to ignore the pulsation deep with inside her swollen tender cunt. She rolled over on her side thinking that the rhythm in her pelvis would be less exaggerated to her dismay it didn’t, her position made the dildo move inside her and put uncomfortable pressure against the left wall of her vagina, she returned to lying on her back.

Katie placed her hand between her legs, touching her drenched pussy in an attempt to give some comfort to her engorged clit and swollen pussy lips, she gently caressed her fingers along the inside of her sticky lips, and momentarily felt relief from her touch. The fullness of the dildo inside Katie’s pussy had kept her clit from it’s cover pushing it out to it’s fullest extent, exposing it’s sensitivity for the last twenty minutes, Katie ran her finger around the edge of her hardened clit trying to avoid any direct physical contact, she was sexually exhausted and believed her body could not reach another orgasm.

Katie moved her finger down to her stretched filled hole and traced the edges of it, her finger gliding easily around soothing its taught ness. Katie’s finger entwined with the cord attached to the base of the dildo and she grabbed it with her finger and thumb and enjoyed the feel of the nodule tip. She placed the tip against her hard clit applying gentle pressure with her thumb, Katie’s hips lifted of the bed briefly from its touch, allowing Katie to slide her other hand underneath her buttocks and push the dildo in as deep as she could take into her cunt.

Katie stroked the nodule tip against her clit the ends of the silicone nodes fondling every part of her swollen sensitive pink love button, Katie felt her pussy muscles tense around the huge long dildo, she felt her clit start to thump and her pussy muscles contract. Katie fingered her clit faster and faster her pussy responded contracting quicker and quicker around the dildo, finally Katie’s back arched pushing her pert tits upwards her body lunging forward out of control as wave after wave of pleasure filled her pussy as multiple orgasms exploded within her, finally Katie spent and exhausted drifted off to sleep.

The loud banging on the front door awoke Katie from her deep sleep she pulled the curtain slightly open and could see a courier van in the driveway; she sheepishly looked around for the dildo, and could not find it.

Had it all been a dream?

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Vanessa hurried from the yellow school bus to her home, where she let herself in the front door, locked it after she was inside, and bounded up the stairs to her room. Once in that sanctuary, she dropped her backpack full of homework on the chair beside her bed. With that burden off her shoulders, she opened the dresser drawer where she kept her sex toys, took out her biggest dildo and placed it on her bed beside her pillow. After also removing a tube of KY Jelly and her other favorite toy, still inside its plastic storage bag, she placed them next to the big dildo, which she had named Little Mike, in honor of her boy friend.

Big Mike was proudly serving in the US Army and, two months earlier, they had celebrated her 18th birthday by his gently and lovingly piercing her hymen. He was on a thirty day furlough then, before shipping out to Afghanistan, and they had repeated the performance, less the hymeneal blood, every night until he left.

On some of those nights, Vanessa had been in her menses, but her ass was perfectly functional, and being fucked there was almost as much fun as having Mike’s cock in her pussy. With her boyfriend gone, Vanessa had been taking care of her own needs with Little Mike and the other toy, still nameless, she had bought at the same time. Besides being shorter and less thick, it was smooth, unlike Little Mike, which had a tip shaped like a real erection and simulated veins all along its length.

Her parents would not be home for at least two hours and, thinking she was busy with her homework, they would not interrupt her when they arrived, so Vanessa expected to bring herself to two orgasms, which is what had usually happened with her during her love-making sessions with Big Mike. First, she divested herself of her school clothing, which she hung up in the closet or left lying on the floor to be picked up later. Completely naked, and already highly aroused sexually at the thought of what she would be doing within minutes, she pulled down the bedclothes and spread a towel over the part of the bed where her pussy and ass would be.

With everything in preparation, she lay down with her left hand over one large breast and her right hand covering her pussy. She would delay using the dildo until she was wet enough from fondling her nipples and clit, because her very considerate boyfriend wouldn’t dream of entering her with his cock until her pussy was dripping wet from foreplay. Big Mike was a good and conscientious lover, and she missed him, but tried to do as well as she could do without him. With her long red hair, pretty freckled face and sexy figure, she could have easily found a human replacement, but she would have none of that. Vanessa was being true to Mike, whom she thought of as a patriot fighting for her and for their country, besides being the only sex partner she had ever known.

“Mmmm, Mike, I’ve been really needing this, all day,” Vanessa murmured as she started fondling a breast with her left hand while stroking her pussy with her right.

After less than a minute of tweaking between her fingers, the first nipple was fully erect, and she transferred her attentions to its cute pink twin. She needed even less time to turn this one into a duplicate of the first, and Vanessa could already feel small waves of pleasure rippling through her body from the places she was fondling herself. Her right hand had been stroking her entire pussy, and some lubricating had occurred, but not enough for her to insert the dildo yet.

But it was enough for Vanessa to start playing with her clit. She moistened her fingers with some of her juices, gently pinched the little morsel, which was starting to become swollen, between folds of her inner lips and started to slowly stroke herself. Almost immediately, the familiar connection was made between her clit and her nipples, with the currents of pleasure forming a three cornered path, and her succulent body began squirming on top of her bed.

“Ooooo, Mike, I love that,” she murmured to her distant lover. “Keep doing that; it feels soooo good!”

As her clit and pussy lips swelled from her arousal and became more sensitive, Vanessa’s touch started gaziantep ucuz escort to feel even better, with her movements becoming more animated. It was time to start using the bigger of the two dildos, so she reached beside her pillow, where it was waiting for her. As Big Mike always did, except he always wore a condom while making love with her, she rubbed the tip of the plastic cock in her wetness. After her natural lubrication was spread, she held the toy in her right hand while the fingers of her left hand held her lips apart. With one firm thrust, the head of the dildo wedged into the soft pink hole where it was so urgently wanted and needed.

Ahhhhhh,” she sighed, and closed her eyes, so she could imagine Big Mike’s familiar face, with its short brown hair and toothy grin above her. “Mmmm,” Vanessa murmured happily as she eased an inch of the plastic shaft into her pussy.

She stopped there, to let her body adjust to the big intruder and to revel in the waves of pleasure that were reverberating through her body. Although she had been getting her pussy regularly crammed by Mike’s cock, she was still tight, and the toy was slightly thicker than the real thing had been. After a minute of exquisite pleasure, Vanessa eased another inch of the dildo into the pink place that lusted for it. She could feel her pussy lubricating, a delightful sensation, but nowhere near as good as her climax would be, and even that was little more than a pale imitation of the orgasms she had gotten used to from Mike’s real cock.

Still keeping her eyes closed, the better to picture her lover’s face above her, she pushed most of the rest of the toy into her pussy. As he liked to do with her, Vanessa left it there for a minute, before slowly drawing most of it back out. With just the mushroom-shaped head still inside, she paused, but only briefly, before plunging the dildo all the way back inside herself, with intense waves of joy radiating from its entire path. This time, she drove the toy all the way in, so her fingers were pressed against her soft red pubic hair. Once again, she left it there for almost a minute, as Mike liked to do, before drawing it most of the way out for another long, slow stroke.

This one was much like the first had been, and she started moving the dildo in and out of her pussy, still slowly but without pausing between her movements. After a few minutes of steadily fucking herself, Vanessa could feel her climax mounting inside her body, but she was in no hurry to bring it about. She had been well taught by Big Mike that, although the orgasm is the greatest part, the build up to that point is almost as good. Little Mike had a spur attached and, when she thought it was time, she would move it into position so it caressed her clit with every stroke until she climaxed.

“Ooooo! Ooooo! Ooooo!” Vanessa murmured as she continued fucking herself. “Oh, yeah, that’s wonderful, Mike. I love what you’re doing.”

Her climax continued to mount, and she increased the pace as she plunged the dildo in and out of her pussy. She also started to fuck back to meet it as her hand drove it deeply into her. Besides that movement, Vanessa’s body began rocking from side to side on her mattress, and her head was tossing from side to side on her pillow. Although she felt some reluctance in breaking the rhythm which felt so wonderful, she knew it was time to put the clit spur to work. She stopped when the head was just inside her pussy and turned the attachment so it would do what its designers had intended. With the next stroke, besides the waves of pleasure rippling through her body from the path of the toy, the myriad of tiny feelers on the spur raked across her swollen and ultra-sensitive clit, sending out a great rush of pure joy to inundate her body.

“Oh! Oh my god!” Vanessa blurted out, as if in surprise that it felt so terrific, although she had fucked herself the same way almost every day since Big Mike had shipped out.

She repeated the same cry of delight with every thrust after that, as her hand moved faster and faster plunging the dildo in and out of her eager pussy. gaziantep ukraynalı escort Her movements on the bed were wilder too, and more erratic, thrashing about and actually bouncing up and down as her pussy fucked back to meet the strokes of the dildo and feel the effects of its clit spur.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” she moaned blissfully as her climax prepared to erupt. OH! She cried out ecstatically as the explosion burst within her body.

Most of Vanessa’s movements were erratic while she was cumming, but her hand and arm kept ramming the dildo in and out of her pussy, which fucked back to meet it just as steadily. From the excruciating pleasure sweeping over her body, she was whimpering and sobbing so loudly she was glad there was nobody else home yet. For almost three minutes, she felt as if she were in Paradise, until her body convulsed and she jammed her pussy back against the toy for an ultimate time.

After her great orgasm, Vanessa lay resting and catching her breath, but she knew she was not through playing yet. Big Mike almost always brought her to two orgasms, one by eating her pussy and the second by fucking. He was not there to use his mouth on her, so she would bring herself to the second climax the way it was done when she was in her menses. When Vanessa had caught her breath and was otherwise ready, she removed the smaller dildo from its plastic bag and took the cap off the tube of KY Jelly.

First, she prepared the toy by coating the last five inches with the lubricant and, when that was done, she squeezed more of the jelly onto the middle finger of her left hand. Sighing happily at the penetration, Vanessa reached behind herself, inserted that finger into her ass and moved it around to spread the lube evenly, adding more of the jelly after the first gob was all gone. She was ready and the toy was ready, so she reached under her crotch to use the fingers of that same hand to pry open the edges of her pink rosebud while the hand that held the toy reached around her ass to hold it with the tip centered on the place she wanted it.

“Give it to my ass good, Mike,” she whispered, and thrust the end of the dildo into the tight hole where she would have preferred his cock to be.

A gush of pleasure, different from what she had felt in her pussy but strong nonetheless, flooded her body, and Vanessa moaned in bliss. The base of the anal dildo had a ring attached, and she slipped her middle finger through it so she would have more control. She knew she would not cum just from the toy going in and out of her ass but, when the time was right, she would play with her clit and reach her second orgasm of the afternoon. That was what Mike did when he was fucking her ass, and she would do the best she could to emulate making love with him.

Only the first inch of the dildo had made its penetration, and Vanessa’s fingers were still holding the puckered edges apart. From another hard thrust, she felt almost two more inches of the toy burrow into the well-lubricated hole where she badly wanted it. She was tighter there than in her pussy, and the smaller plastic toy stretched the opening and the attached channel, sending more and stronger currents of joy rocketing through her body.

When she started, Vanessa was lying on her side, but that was not how she and Mike did it, and not the way she wanted to fuck herself when he was not with her. As her movements sent bolts of joy through her body from the dildo as it moved inside her ass, Vanessa slowly got up onto her knees. The toy was imbedded deeply enough that she no longer needed to hold her sphincter open, so she braced herself on her left hand and elbow while her right hand still held the toy in place. The next time she drove the dildo into her ass, she pushed off from the bed with her forearm to fuck back to meet it. This time, the plastic cock surged all the way into her until the palm of her hand was pressed flat against her soft and succulent ass cheeks.

Having achieved complete penetration, Vanessa remained in the same position and let the delightful sensations throb through her body. When she gaziantep üniversiteli escort was ready to start the fucking in earnest, she slowly drew the dildo most of the way out, paused and pushed back from her forearm while she plunged it all the way back in again, moaning at the incredible pleasure that radiated out from along its path. For the next stroke, she didn’t make herself wait so long, but drew the toy out and drove it immediately back in. Her ass was just as tight, but the lubricant was doing its job, and there was no friction at all, just the exquisite pleasure of the plastic cock stretching her second most private orifice.

Vanessa continued like that, slowly plowing the dildo in and out of her ass and fucking back to meet it. She could feel her orgasm starting to mount, but she knew it was still a long way off. There was no hurry; she had more than enough time alone in the house, and she wanted to bring herself slowly to her climax, the way Big Mike would have done if he had been there.

When that time arrived, Vanessa lay back down on her side. By doing so, she was no longer emulating what she and her lover would have done, but it had to be that way. She knew she would not have been able to stay on her knees for much longer, because the movements of her body were already so erratic, she was almost toppling over. She also reached back to take control of the dildo, which was still fully imbedded in her ass, with her left hand. Big Mike always advised her, and it made sense to her too, how she should never touch her pussy with her fingers or anything else that had been inside her ass, as the fingers of her left hand had.

Although she wouldn’t cum just from her ass being fucked, Vanessa’s pussy had been lubricating freely, so she once again dipped the fingers of her right hand into the pool of natural lubrication and carefully pinched her swollen clit between folds of her inner lips. To get the rhythm perfect, she started slowly, drawing the dildo back and plowing it forward again while she stroked her clit. Waves of pleasure inundated her body from both places, and she involuntarily moaned in bliss.

That same sound was repeated as her double masturbation continued. The movements of her body evolved from squirming to writhing and, minutes later, to thrashing. Although not able to think clearly with her climax impending the way it was, Vanessa was glad she was lying on her side, because she could never have remained upright on her knees with as little control of her body as she still retained.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” she whimpered, while her legs and feet started kicking back and forth and her head and body tossed from side to side. “Oh, my god, yes!” she crooned ecstatically as her climax overwhelmed her.

Vanessa’s whole body pitched and thrashed on the bed for as long as she was in the throes of cumming. Only her hands remained under control, ramming the dildo in and out of her ass and stroking her clit in the same rhythm. When she climaxed, all the muscles in her body spasmed, and she cried out joyfully but incoherently. After that fabulous orgasm, the sexually sated young woman totally relaxed on top of her bed, juices gushing from her pussy to soak into the towel and the plastic cock still jammed deeply inside her ass.

After she had caught her breath and rested for a few minutes, she would carefully remove it, get dressed again and sterilize the toy before putting it back in its sealed plastic bag. Her two orgasms that afternoon had been great, and they would keep her satisfied for a day or two, even though she would have very much preferred having Big Mike there to bring her to them as well as his own.

Although not happy about his being far away, she could accept that she had to make some sacrifices too, considering what he was doing for his and her country.

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By the time Sarah had caught up with Bill, he was ankle deep in the frigid waters of the bay.

“Come on in, the water’s perfect!” he said, as he turned to greet her. They laughed, and Sarah felt herself relax. He wasn’t being awkward at all. Maybe he hadn’t caught a glimpse of her masturbating after all.

Whew, thought Sarah. That would have taken some explaining – why she had been so overcome with need that she had wantonly stroked herself to release right on a public beach, why she’d moaned Bill’s name instead of Ted’s.

Though, glancing at Bill as he stood there on the edge of the water, tall and tanned and trim, you couldn’t really blame her. She and Ted hadn’t fucked once on this holiday – camping with kids made everything tricky – and she was just aching to feel the touch of someone’s hands on her body, the feel of a hard cock plunging into her, the feel of a hot, hot jet of cum on her skin.

Bill was wearing a pair of board shorts, and Sarah risked a quick glance down. There was an unmistakable bulge. She gulped. Maybe he had seen her after all. Or maybe he was just that big.

“You gonna come for a swim or are you just going to stand there taking in the view?” Bill asked, interrupting her reverie. She hastily looked up to meet his eyes, icy green and inscrutable as ever. “It’s been a pretty hot day. I bet you’re as sweaty as me, chasing after those damn kids all afternoon. Come on in, it’ll feel good.”

He grabbed her hand, and his touch was electric. Sarah felt goosebumps rise up her gaziantep suriyeli escort arm. She felt a surge of dampness in her bikini bottoms and she flushed. She looked up at their campsite on the bluffs – Ted, her husband and Astrid, Bill’s wife, were sitting around the fire, chatting. They were out of earshot and barely visible through the tangle of trees and undergrowth around the campsites.

Sarah turned and plunged into the cold water. She swam a few strokes and then surfaced, in chest deep water next to Bill. Out in the calm of the ocean, it felt like they were miles from everyone. The children, Ted, Astrid and the rest of the campers on the beach.

She rolled onto her back to float, keenly aware of Bill’s gaze on her. “It’s pretty cold out here, I’m not sure I’m going to last long,” she sighed. “But it sure feels good after such a hot day.”

“Yeah, it’s cold. I can tell,” laughed Bill. He reached over and flicked her nipple, which was painfully erect, whether from the chilly water or her arousal she couldn’t say.

“Bill!” gasped Sarah. “What are you doing?”

“What you wanted me to do earlier, I bet,” he said quietly. “I heard what you were saying earlier.” Sarah reddened, and felt the heat build between her legs despite the coldness of the water.

Suddenly, Bill pulled her to him. Grabbing her by the waist, he spread her legs and wrapped them around him. She could feel a hard, hot bulge press against her.

“Look at what gaziantep türbanlı escort you did to me,” groaned Bill. “That was so hot, watching you.”

“Stop!” cried Sarah, flustered. “They’ll see everything!”

“See what?” mocked Bill. “It just looks like we’re taking a dip. They can’t see what’s happening underneath.”

To prove his point, he tugged on the ties of her bikini bottom until it came off. He stuffed it into his pocket. Then he roughly pressed her against him again. Without her bottoms on, Sarah’s pussy could feel every outline of his bulge. Oh god, he was so huge. And so hard. Against her better judgement, she started grinding against him. Her clit was still so sensitive from coming earlier that just the sensation of the rough material of his shorts against her naked pussy sent electric jolts up her spine.

“Now, that they’ll see,” Bill laughed. He let go of her and swam off. “It’s getting cold. Time to warm up. I’ll get the kids while you … make yourself presentable.” His green eyes turned dark. “Though you’re very presentable to me right now,” he added, taking a last glance down at her exposed sex. Sarah flushed.

He turned and tossed her bikini bottom, then strode towards the kids, who had were now at the water’s edge, clamoring for snack and attention.

Sarah lingered a moment longer, longing for release. She watched Bill as he marshaled the children into picking up their toys. He picked up their cooler and beach gaziantep ücreti elden alan escort umbrella and Sarah noticed how his muscles rippled in the golden late afternoon sun. Just after a few days here and his hair had already begun turning blond. Somehow, easy way he moved among the fractious children sparked something in her.

He was right. No one would see, she thought. Even though she was starting to feel chilly in the water, she slipped a finger into her cunt, then another. She was still so slippery with need and her pussy lips were so puffy. She was amazed at how aroused she was, just watching this lithe and limber man, thinking about his hard cock and how urgently it had pressed against her.

She stroked her fingers in and out as she thought about what his cock would look like. Would it be all veiny? Was he circumcised? Did he like getting head just like Ted did? Would her get so aroused when she sucked on him that he would roughly pick her up and slam her into the bed, before mounting her from behind and savagely fucking her until they both came, roaring with pleasure?

She circled her clit, roughly, faster and faster. She didn’t care who saw, as she mashed her clit again and again. The cold water, her hot, hot heat inside – it felt electric. She closed her eyes and imagined her fingers were Ted’s, that it was him pulling on her nipples, breathing her name, spreading her folds. She imagined the feel of his cock, stretching her out, its proud length pressing against her cervix as he plunged deep, his mushroom head rubbing against her G spot as he pulled out, only to slam into her again, and again ..

And suddenly she came, spasming over her fingers. She looked up, and saw Astrid waving at her from the campsite. It was dinner time and she was late. She slipped on her bikini bottoms and swam back into shore …

Find out what happens after dinner in chapter 3. To be continued …

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It was my birthday, and my new friend Teri had arranged to take me out for a day’s shopping. I had only known her three weeks, meeting her at an evening dance class, but already we were firm friends and getting closer all the time. She was wild, forever saying outrageous things, flirting shamelessly with men, dressing how she pleased, trying to get me to ‘let myself go’. I didn’t consider myself a prude – I’d had several boyfriends and was always open to approaches from others – but Teri took my breath away sometimes. Last week she’d invited me to an orgy – I think she was serious – but I chickened out at the last minute.

Perhaps I should tell you a little about us. My name’s Lisa and I’m 25, secretary, fairly small but well-formed, short blonde hair, pretty (I’m told), fond of sunbathing so I’ve got a good tan that covers all but a few strategic square inches. Teri is taller, same age, hair a little darker than mine (when it’s not dyed), slimmer but with a nice bust. Her love life is so complex (if you believe her) that she needs a laptop to keep track of who she’s dating that day.

Anyway, she turned up on time in a bright pink sundress bearing a huge card and a small gift-wrapped box. We kissed – Teri kisses everybody and I’m getting the habit now. The card bore some obscene greeting, and the box was very heavy. Inside were two smooth balls made of some golden metal.

‘Uh, thanks,’ I said. ‘They’re very nice . . .’ I had seen similar objects designed for exercising the fingers. It seemed a strange gift. Teri was looking at me with suppressed laughter.

‘Don’t you know what they’re for?’

‘Uh . . . ‘

‘They’re called ben-wa balls. Lots of women use them. They’ll drive you wild!’

I must have been thick that morning, because I still didn’t see what she was driving at.

‘You put them in your cunt,’ she said, grinning at my discomfort. I opened my mouth but no sound emerged.

‘Go on, try them,’ said Teri.

‘Are you sure?’ I mumbled. I couldn’t imagine using them, and yet deep inside me something subconscious obviously liked the idea because I felt a tiny quiver in my loins.

‘Of course I’m sure,’ she said, holding her arms out and wriggling like a belly dancer.

‘You mean – you use them?’ I was stunned.

‘Yep. Quite a lot of the time. I’m wearing some now. I feel great – ready for anything!’

I swallowed. Well, it was my quarter century, so I felt I ought to try something new. And my body was liking the idea more and more, if the trace of hot wetness in my pussy was any signal.

I went to the bathroom (I wasn’t going to put them in with her watching, was I?) and took off my panties. I ran the balls under the hot tap for a minute as Teri had advised me, then squatted down in the tampon-inserting position. I took a deep breath, wondering whether to just tell her they were in without actually doing it. Courage, Lisa. Today is the first day, etc.

The warm smooth spheres, about the size of a hen’s egg, went in with surprising ease. I stood up slowly, examining the novel sensations: a dragging on my pelvic floor muscles, a satisfying feeling of fullness in my cunt – and a sudden surge of sexual arousal that swept through me and made me clutch at the basin for support. Wow! That was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, neither with a man, nor with myself. There was no focus of pleasure – clitoris or whatever – just a hot glow of sexual power diffusing through my entire body. My breasts tingled and I felt my nipples harden. My pussy grew wet with my juices.

I pulled my panties back on and tried to walk nonchalantly back into the lounge. Every step sent a wave of pleasure coursing through me. I gasped and swayed, and Teri, coming to see what was taking so long, caught me before I stumbled. I felt her warm arms around me, through my thin dress, and felt a definite sexual current flowing between us.

‘Good, heh?’ she said, ‘Here, sit down till you get used to it.’

I sat on the sofa and, once still, the feelings subsided a little. ‘How do you manage?’ I said, ‘I feel like – I don’t know what.’

‘Like you’re going to cum all the time?’ she asked, grinning, and I nodded. ‘You’ll get used to it. You’re just on a higher plane. It took me a few hours to be able to act natural.’

I sat there with an inward look, shifting my hips occasionally and analysing the sensations it produced. I did feel as if I was at that plateau stage when you want to cum but need just a bit more stimulation – not much! – to tip you over the edge. It was delicious, gaziantep yavuzeli escort in fact, and I could see it would be addictive.

Teri was looking at her watch. ‘Come on, we want to get some shopping in before lunch.’ I wasn’t sure that I could manage walking round the shops, but she persuaded me. I hung on to her arm as we went out to her car, gasping and giggling with pleasure.

The faint vibration of her car set up sympathetic trembling in my ‘balls’, and by the time we arrived at the mall I was as close to cuming as if I was being tongued by a professional linguist. I had to sit there for five minutes before I was able to get out of the car. Teri looked at me with amusement. I knew now why she out of all my friends had a different air about her, an air of excitement, daredevil, arousal. It was because she was constantly on a sexual high. I found myself looking at her as if I were a man, admiring her long legs, her high breasts with their prominent nipples showing under the dress, her moist full lips, her nostrils flaring with excitement. Faintly I thought I could smell her sexual musk – or perhaps it was mine!

We strolled into the mall, me desperately trying to pretend I was normal. I found myself adopting a slower, more sensuous, hip-rolling walk – sudden movements tended to make the balls bump against the walls of my vagina. I realised that Teri walked like that: it was one of the causes of her innate sexuality. We linked arms and I took pleasure in the feel of her warmth against me.

Soon I had to sit down on one of the benches until I had got myself under control. We laughed together at my predicament, and Teri suggested we grab a coffee and doughnut at the stall opposite. I thought I could make it that far.

We stood at the counter, making small talk with the young assistant, a teenage girl with long black hair. Suddenly she stopped and looked at me directly.

‘You wearing?’ she asked.

I didn’t understand. ‘What?’

‘Are you wearing?’ she repeated.

‘Yes, she is,’ Teri said. ‘First time today.’

The girl grinned at me. ‘Welcome to the club,’ she said. ‘Have a nice day!’ She winked.

I was stunned. We went and sat down and Teri explained that women who were wearing ben-wa balls, or anything similar, generally had a air about them which was recognisable by those in the know. A sort of underground subculture.

‘I could tell she was,’ Teri said, ‘and she didn’t have to ask me. But maybe you haven’t learnt how to show it properly yet.’

I breathed deeply. There was a lot I had to learn about life. The girl flashed another grin at me.

We spent the next half-hour just watching the people walking past. I lusted after the men – anything between 15 and 55 that was halfway decent seemed like a sex god to me just then – but Teri told me to concentrate on the women.

‘Here’s one,’ she whispered, ‘Coming from the left.’ She was 35ish, business type, smartly dressed, short skirt. But yes, her walk was just a little too slow and swinging, her breasts held a little too proudly, her mouth open slightly, her misty eyes focused inwards on her bodily sensations. ‘She’s wearing, I’ll bet you. Look at the eyes, they’re the key.’

By the end of the half-hour I could identify them with reasonable accuracy – probably about 1 in 20. Of course, we had no way of knowing whether we were right, although Teri said that we could always ask. I thought she was joking, but she reckoned that they would be pleased to meet a fellow wearer. There was a sort of freemasonry at work here. Certainly I hadn’t been offended by the coffee stall girl – in a way I had felt closer to her.

But the purpose of our visit had after all been some serious shopping. We browsed around the clothes shops, not finding anything that we liked much. I must admit that my mind wasn’t totally on the task in hand – every so often a too sudden movement would send a bigger than normal wave of pleasure through me, and I would have to suppress a whimper. One time, I was squatting down looking at shoes, and it was too much. I clutched Teri’s arm. ‘Teri, I’ve got to cum!’ I whispered.

She smiled at me. ‘Me too,’ she said, ‘Cmon, let’s go outside.’ We staggered to the bench out in the mall and sat. I was shaking with the climax that hovered just under the surface.

‘Cross your legs,’ whispered Teri. I pressed my thighs together and squeezed my internal muscles, knowing instinctively what to do. Teri and I gripped hands and I felt her trembling. gaziantep yeni escort The climax burned through me like a hot wind, I felt myself flushing and my vision went misty for a moment. Faintly I heard Teri moaning beside me. I came down from the heights very slowly – it hadn’t been like a normal orgasm I get with a man, more of a great heat filling my body.

‘Wow,’ I breathed, and Teri looked at me and grinned. I could see her lips moist and her eyes smoky with the afterglow of her own climax. We sat there gathering strength – I for one felt as horny as before.

A woman came out of the shop opposite and approached us. She was in her thirties, attractive and well-dressed. I though I could detect in her movements and demeanour the signs of a fellow wearer.

‘Hi,’ she said, ‘Do you want to use one of our changing rooms? You’re welcome, you know.’

I was taken aback, but Teri said, ‘OK, I guess we need that. Lisa here’s not used to it.’

The shop woman smiled at me. ‘Quite a buzz, isn’t it?’ she said. ‘Took me weeks to act normal.’

‘You’re . . . wearing?’ I asked, using the accepted phrase.

‘Sure,’ she said, ‘Wouldn’t be without them. Helps pass the time. Couldn’t stand this job otherwise.’

We got up shakily and went into the shop. She handed us some dresses. ‘Here, pretend you’re trying these on. Changing rooms are through the back.’

Teri and I got into the small mirrored room and shut the door. I clung to her, feeling another climax welling up in me. She helped me off with my dress and took her own off. I was shocked to see the large damp patch in the crotch of her panties, but I realised that I was just as wet. She slipped them off and leaned back against the wall, sliding her fingers down between her legs. In a few seconds she was shuddering and gasping her way through an orgasm, rubbing her hard nipples with her other hand. I felt more juice spill into my panties, and slipped them off, unable to take my eyes off Teri. My hand found its way to my clit of its own volition and with shocking suddenness I came powerfully. The balls held in my spasming vagina pressed against my sensitive places and renewed my climax again and again.

Eventually Teri and I came down to earth, looked at each other and laughed. ‘Like it?’ she said.

She pulled out another pair of panties from her bag. ‘Got a spare pair?’ she asked, and I shook my head.

‘Always carry a couple of spares. Here, borrow one of mine.’

We dressed and tried to make ourselves look presentable. My orgasms had relieved my more urgent needs but I was still on that sexual plateau where a small extra stimulation would trigger off further climaxes. The woman grinned at us as we gave her back the dresses that we had ‘tried on’.

‘Feel better now?’

Teri grinned at her, unembarrassed. ‘You bet. Thanks.’

‘I know what it’s like. What are you wearing?’

‘Lisa here’s got a pair of balls. It’s her first time. I’ve got four in. What about you?’

I was taken aback. Four! Teri must be stretched to bursting.

‘Just a couple of balls. Sometimes I use a big egg, sometimes a butt plug as well. I like a bit of variety.’

I wanted to ask what a butt plug was, but decided to wait. Teri was talking to the woman, analysing different designs, most of the jargon over my head.

‘Some of us here go to a work-out class on Wednesday evening,’ the woman said. ‘We all wear something for that. It’s wild! You should try it. And the shower-room afterwards, wow! We really have some fun.’

‘I’ve got an exercise bike,’ Teri said. ‘That’s nice. I can cum continuously for half-an-hour!’

‘I can imagine,’ said the woman, smiling to herself. ‘Well, guess I got to go in back after that! Have fun!’

We wandered out into the mall again. I felt as though I was in a dream, where anything was allowed and possible. Had I really just cum on the seat there, and again in the changing room?

‘Was that true, about the exercise bike?’

‘What?’ said Teri, distracted. ‘Oh, yeah, of course. You should try it.’

We suddenly felt hungry so found a cafe and stuffed ourselves for a while, watching the people walk by and trying to identify the ‘wearers’. Teri reckoned that most of the waitresses and assistants were, but I wasn’t so sure. I found that I was getting used to the glow of sexual arousal suffusing my body – I could ignore it for periods, although I realised that I was smiling at everyone and unconsciously giving come-on gaziantep zayıf escort signals to men (and women too, probably). Then I would concentrate on my insides and feel the balls rolling against my vagina, and a wave of pleasure would break inside me. My borrowed panties grew wet.

Over coffee, Teri and I had to let ourselves cum again. I managed it quite well, my breathing growing deeper and louder but no other outward signs. It was a good way to end the meal.

‘How many spare pairs have you got?’ I asked her, and she laughed.

‘You’ll just have to leave them off, Lisa. That dress’s long enough – just.’

We strolled around, getting chatted up by a couple of men working on an empty shop. I think if Teri had been on her own she would have ended up fucking them both, but I wasn’t ready for that – yet.

‘Can men tell?’ I asked her.

‘No, don’t think so. Not consciously anyway. They just know whether a woman’s sexy or not, don’t stop to ask why. Probably don’t even know about wearing things.’

We browsed around a stall selling silver jewellery. The owner was a tall striking Afro-American woman; she radiated sexuality like an electric fire and I felt that no man would have been able to resist her. I found her quite exciting myself. She held some of the chains up to my neck and the touch of her warm fingers sent a spark through me. Teri was looking at another counter.

‘What are you wearing?’ she asked me in a low voice.

‘Couple of ben-wa balls,’ I answered, then realised that she might have been asking about my perfume.

‘Thought so,’ she said.

‘What about you?’ I was bold enough now to ask.

‘Come through the back and I’ll show you.’ She called to the other assistant to watch the front, and led me through into the storeroom. She put a foot up on a crate, and hitched up her long skirt with no embarrassment.

She was naked under the skirt. Her long brown legs flowed endlessly upwards to her dark crotch. She was shaven, and her labia were black and velvety. But what drew my eye was the large cream object sticking out of her vagina. It looked like a sculpted pair of testicles, and a wire led from it upwards across her stomach. I saw also that there was a silver ring in one of her outer labia. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

She pulled something out of a pocket in her skirt; it looked like a small TV remote control. She turned a knob on it and I heard a faint buzzing sound. She breathed fast and I saw her hips writhe slowly.

‘Batteries are inside,’ she said breathlessly. ‘I can control the power from this thing.’

She put her leg down, letting the skirt fall to cover her. Her hand gripped my shoulder, and she looked into my eyes as her climax swelled. She turned the knob again and an expression of pure ecstasy swept across her face. She gasped and moaned, her hips jerking. I grew ever wetter. . .

When she had calmed down, she felt in her other pocket and gave me a small business card. She looked hard at me and said, ‘Why don’t you visit me and my husband some time? We’d both like to get to know you better. Call us anytime.’

I looked at the card – just their names and a street address, with ‘Handmade Silver Jewellery’ underneath. They lived not far from me.

‘I might do that,’ I said, smiling at her, and thinking that I had to get to a place where I could cum quickly.

‘I better get back to the shop. You can stay here – if you need to.’ She grinned at me.

She left me in the storeroom and I watched her shapely figure walk out into the shop with that sensuous roll she had. I slipped off my panties, pushed my hand between my legs and squeezed my thighs together. The climax burst inside me and I nearly fell over with the ferocity of the heat burning through my body. The spasms lasted for minutes as I fought for breath.

Later, I left the sodden panties on a box and tottered weak-kneed through the shop. The black woman winked at me as I left. I found Teri on a bench, looking as if she’d also just finished cuming. I collapsed beside her.

‘I think I’ve just been invited to a threesome,’ I said, and told her what had happened.

‘Lucky you,’ said Teri. ‘Can you bring a friend?’

I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally, and persuaded Teri that we should go home, even though we hadn’t bought anything (the object of the trip, after all).

‘OK,’ she said, ‘but don’t forget I’m taking you to a party tonight.’

I had forgotten, in the heat and excitement of the day. ‘What sort of party?’

‘You’ll find out.’ She grinned.

‘What should I wear?’

‘What you’re wearing now,’ she said, pointing at my crotch.

‘No, I mean clothes.’

‘Oh, anything. Nothing you don’t want to take off and probably lose track of.’

So it was that sort of party – Teri had told me about the parties she went to and I only half believed her. Soon I would find out.

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I laid in bed once again, listening to the rain beat against my window. The wind whistled against the pane and the cold dampness of the house permeated my very being. While outside my skin was covered in goose bumps and chills, inside I was burning hot, on fire with a slow burn, aching and ready to be ignited.

The lights were dim in the room, with only the small illumination from a nearby candle on the dresser. I had put on some alternative music with a hard, pounding beat, meant to remind you of the fevered fucking you so favor. As you had requested, I was dressed only in my 6 inch high heeled red leather pumps, and a scrap of red mesh and black lace, known as a thong. My hair was pulled back into small little pigtails and I had applied a lovely wet sheen of blood red lip-gloss on my pink and pouty lips. I was reclined on the bed waiting for you to arrive.

I sometimes wonder what our friends might think if they knew that you and I liked to play these games. Would they laugh? Would they be disgusted? Or would they be aroused the way I am whenever a new fantasy begins to take form gaziantep vip escort in your head? Would they find the dichotomy of such a “wholesome” couple playing such naughty games a turn on? Sometimes I wish we could invite them to watch just to see their reaction. But instead, I am fully content in being the vessel in which you sate your desires, and the actress in our romantic notions.

As I recline against a mountain of cool pillows and watch the candlelight flicker across my abundant frame, (for I am no petite thing, a trait you admire so in me), I take note how my 42D breasts lay against my chest. They are heavy and aching to be touched. My nipples begin to harden at the thought of your wicked mouth and the way you move your lips across my little peaks, teasing them to attention then sucking the tips with your tongue. As I reminisce, my fingers start to wander under the waistband of my thong and with one hand teasing the lips of my pink slick pussy, and the other pinching my nipples painfully hard, I begin to grow wet and the gaziantep yabancı escort desire to be filled with your cock overwhelms me.

I close my eyes, slide the red mesh fabric down my hips to my ankles then proceed to spread my lips, allowing my short red tipped fingernails access to my cunt. First one finger slips dutifully inside, then I add another finger, its tight but it feels so slick and hot, and full that I can’t help but add my third finger into my pussy. As I grind my fingers inside my moist vagina, with my other hand I begin to stroke that small tiny bundle of nerves that is my clit. It’s a little button and its throbbing with sensation, it wants to be sucked and stroked. I wet my finger on my left hand with my tongue and begin to stroke my clit in slow light circles all the while, pumping into my nether lips with my other hand.

I begin to feel my body start to tighten, the red high heels digging into the mattress, the scrap of mesh and lace now down at my ankles binding my feet. I am biting my teeth gaziantep yaşlı escort into my glossy stained red lips, and my nipples are flushed and aroused.

My whole body is on fire, needing to feel you, needing to smell the scent of your cologne, the taste of your sweat, and the rough sweeping of your fingertips as you slide your blunt digits deep inside my hot, slippery pussy. All these memories converge as I stroke my clit and it’s the memory of your tongue on that bundle of nerves, that sends my spine to tingle, my back to arch and my body to shake as my orgasm rips through my body making me pussy tighten around my fingers itching them to keep pumping into me and my moans to keen at a higher pitch as if its you that is inside of me, instead of my own hands.

After my body begins to settle and I withdraw my hands from my body, aftershocks begin to ripple through my lips and I wish you were here; your cock inside me to feel it. My eyes are closed as I make this silent prayer but it is then that I am aware there is someone in the room with me. The smell of cinnamon and leather permeates the room and I know its you. My eyes are hazy with the afterglow of the orgasm I just received, but I see you shift toward me, your pants unbuckled and your cock gloriously aroused. I feel your hands sliding my thong completely off my legs and you caress the leather of my shoes. It’s the firm touch at my ankles that tells me soon my fantasy is about to become a reality.

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Let me start out by saying, it’s SO not fair for you to drive me this crazy during work. I only talked to you for a few minutes on my lunch break, and you managed to get me so worked up that I started fondling myself through my jeans. Anyone could have walked in at that moment. There would have been no question of what I was doing — my right hand working the mouse (god, even that sounds sexual) while my left was in my lap gently kneading my erection, working it through the fly of my boxers so there was only one layer of clothing between …

But no one did see me. And I signed off the computer because my lunch break was almost over, and you probably went back to your day (hopefully thinking of me), and I was ready to let my erection subside and go back to work. But then I walked past the men’s room door, and your words were still in my mind, and my body seemed to switch to automatic and I stepped inside, locking the door behind me.

It’s actually pretty large for a men’s toilet, but it’s typical of a wood shop area. There’s a sink and a toilet and a urinal all in a row along the wall. It’s close, not enough ventilation; I can hear myself breathe in here. But it’s also very private, and that’s what I need right now.

Lid up on the toilet, and I undo my belt. As my jeans drop, there’s a metallic noise as my belt buckle hits the floor. The noise is echoed, as şanlıurfa escort is my breathing, in that way that only public bathrooms seem to manipulate sound.

The seat here is just right, too — not too hard, not too skinny (I am a big boy). I sit down. I’m slid forward to the front of it, hunkered over a little bit, and though I’m not touching myself yet my cock is fully hard and pointing forward. My shirt is pulled up — I need to feel a little more naked, I think is why. And I do run my hand over my belly as I’m working my way down. It’s rough from work, but the touch can turn so careful, so gentle.

And I take my cock into that hand. God, that first touch! I almost call your name out loud, but I murmur it under my breath in time. That touch is so good, so sweet, so fucking absolutely right that it feels like it must be yours. I curl my fingers around myself and take one or two experimental strokes.

It’s going to be one of those times when I could come almost immediately, where I have to find ways to slow myself down. This is what you do to me, your words and your pictures and my dream of your voice. You make it so hard not to go off like a firecracker the minute I’m lit.

But I pull back, I play a little more. My hand moves down to cup my balls, fondle them. My other hand slides up my stomach to my gaziantep sarışın escort chest, ruffling the hair there, and I close my eyes and it is you. I’m so into the fantasy of you, my lips are formed in a kiss. My hand below grabs cock, balls and all, and gently shakes them together for a feeling of soft flesh against flesh … and I wish all the harder for your body to be rubbing against.

When I’m imagining your body, your touch, my skin feels so different … my cock feels like an altogether new thing. I’ve gone back to holding it in my fist now, as my desire has subsided enough that I can touch. And while my hand is not moving much, I’m gently rocking my hips back and forth, fucking it, feeling my foreskin close over the head and then be pulled back again, closed and pulled back, sliding again and again. I make a small noise deep in my throat.

For a minute, voices are close out in the hallway, and I stop, frozen in this pose, not wanting anything to give my actions away. But the people walk past, and what their intrusion on my pleasure has given me is a sense of urgency.

Now I’m leaning back a bit so my cock points up in a diagonal, and I begin to stroke in earnest. My hand closes tighter, and I bend down a bit back toward the earth, the pressures driving me crazier, like being squeezed şehitkamil escort inside you. But I’ve stopped moving my hips; I’m no longer fucking, it’s more like I’m being fucked, like my cock is a stationary point now being used to get my whole body off. It’s my hand that is fucking, my fingers that are moving deftly with such an intimate knowledge of just what touches in what order will get me off. God, my hand is you closed around me, with my eyes clenched shut I can see your wicked smile as you raise and lower above me …

And so much quicker than I expect it starts rising in me, I begin to shake, my hand moving in fits and starts as it tries to keep the feeling rising and rising, without yet going too far. The whole toilet is rocking, I’m jacking off with such syncopated fury. I’m speaking again now, trying to keep it quiet, but saying yes, god, oh please, let me come for you …

I barely move back in time on the seat so I won’t make a mess, and I lean forward so I can press my cock WAY down before god, it rises through me like a swarm of symphonic notes, like laughter, like a shout and god I am coming, my cock is goddamn-spurting and my whole body is shaking and for a few moments there is nothing else in the universe but the shattering sensation as I come, even my hand and my cock have vanished, the only thing I can feel in existence is this and it is good.

I sit there, panting, and slowly the world comes back into focus. I give myself one or two final squeezes as I stand up; one luminous drip falls to the floor before I can catch it with a sheet of tissue. And as I put my clothes back in order and try to compose myself, I realize there never really was any choice. I had to come for you. No matter where I was.

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While I was searching the internet earlier I ran across a picture that sent a jolt of pleasure surging to my clit increasing its already swollen size and sensitivity. I was having a hard time controlling the spasms that wanted to send me into an incredibly hot orgasm. My eyes were glued to the screen savoring the sight that brought back memories of an incredibly hot evening I had several years ago.

It was a warm summer evening, I was in the shower getting ready for a visit from a couple of old friends. Shelley, Jo and I have know each other for many years. Then it grew to a whole new relationship when I had invited them over one night at the request of my husband (now ex). He wanted to have a threesome and since I couldn’t decide which one to ask I asked both. I don’t think that it turned out quite like he expected though, it turned out that they were more into women than men, but that is another story I will have to write about later.

Ever since that night Shelley has been obsessed with my pussy, she cant get enough of it. Every time she comes over she is all over me. It is hard to deny her because she can eat pussy like nobodies business. I cant even count the number of orgasms I have had just during one session with her. It has been over a year since I saw her last, she moved out of state to be closer to her family. So I knew this would be an incredibly hot evening.

I was just finishing up in the shower, making sure that everything was nice and smooth when the doorbell rang. She was here early. I toweled off real quick and threw on a light summer dress and ran downstairs to open the door. As soon as I opened it she was inside, she put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. She stepped back took a look at me, then with a big smile on her face she said “I caught you in the shower? Does that mean that you don’t have anything on under your dress?”. I told her yes but we had to wait cause I was expecting Bob to come by. Bob is another friend of mine that has treated me to some of the most incredible masturbation shows I have ever seen. As Shelley reached under my dress she said “So why do we have to wait, he knows what’s up and he has wanted to watch us for a long time”. Her finger slid between the lips of my pussy and she rubbed lightly on my clit. She made it so hard to say no, besides she was right Bob has made it very well known that catching us together was one of his biggest fantasies while masturbating.

As she was teasing my clit with one hand Shelley pulled down the front of my dress to expose my breasts. She licked her lips and bent down and sucked my nipple into her mouth. She could do amazing things with that mouth of hers. She had a way of sucking and moving her tongue what drove me wild. She gently pushed me backwards until I fell backwards onto the sofa. Before I could steady myself gaziantep sahibe escort she had my legs spread and her mouth between them. She started making sounds as if she were eating a gourmet meal. She looked up at me, I couldn’t even see her mouth it was covered by the lips of my pussy. After a few minutes she backed off long enough to tell me how much she missed having my pussy in her mouth and she was going to make up for lost time.

Oh my god she was, she had my clit twice its normal size in no time. I loved to watch her as she ate me out. She was in ecstasy, her eyes were only half way open, like she was in another world. She would suck my clit in-between her lips and suck it in and out. My body was jerking all over from the sensations I was having. I watched her as I was humping her mouth. Grinding my pussy as far as I could on her face. I didn’t want to cum yet but I couldn’t stop it felt so good besides I knew Shelley and there would be many more to come. I grabbed her head and held it tight as I rubbed my clit all around her mouth, she knew she had me and sucked even harder. I must of cum for five minuets my hips rotating around adding to the suction Shelley had on my clit. At times I could see my clit between the lips of my pussy and her mouth. It was so swollen and hard almost like a small penis. That sent me over the top, I had no control over convulsions my body was having.

Shelley backed off a little knowing that I would continue to cum as long as she had her lip lock on my clit. She said “Enjoyed that did you? Well you haven’t seen anything yet! So catch your breath and then we can get down to business.” I knew I was in for it, gasping for air I laid there unable to move.

Shelley took full advantage and pulled my dress off of me. She leaned over me grabbing a tit in each hand. As she squeezed them together she played with each nipple with her tongue. They were so hard begging for her to suck them into her mouth. God I love having my nipples sucked so much so that if there isn’t a mouth available to suck them, I will, but for now she was taking her time enjoying giving me so much pleasure.

As she sucked on my nipples I caught my breath and felt my clit start to tingle with desire. I reached down and grabbed my plump lips, it feels so good feeling my clit pop back and forth from the pressure of my fingers. I looked up at Shelley and asked her to let me suck on her nipples, I knew she wouldn’t let me anywhere near her pussy for quite a while. She pulled her tee shirt over her head and took off her bra. Then she leaned back over me to return to sucking my nipples but this time she did it so hers were right in my face. Her breasts are smaller than mine but she has very suckable nipples. Taking turns with each one I sucked and lightly şahinbey escort nibbled them. I could feel Shelley getting turned on, she was sucking harder and harder on my nipples. She told me to nibble a little harder and every now and then she wanted me to flick my tongue on them.

We heard a car pull up, she looked at me and I said it must be Bob. With that she got up and placed herself back between my legs. Saying that she wanted Bob to catch her eating me out. Shelley knew that she was the best at eating pussy and got off on showing men how good she was. The doorbell rang, we didn’t move, it rang again. Then we heard footsteps going away from the door. After a few moments the sliding glass door opened, it was Bob.

He came around the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. A big smile came to his face and it wasn’t hard to miss the big bulge in his jeans. “Well, well what do we have here ladies. Enjoying yourselves are you?”. with that he unbuttoned his tight jeans. Bob had a huge cock and when it is hard its straight as an arrow. He took his hand, which isn’t small either, and licked it with his tongue. Then he wrapped it around the shaft of his cock and started stroking. He walked over to the chair by the sofa so he could get a better view. He took off his shoes,his jeans and shirt never missing one stroke of his magnificent cock. I get so hot watching Bob masturbate, he is truly a master masturbator. The different strokes he uses, you can see his cock respond to his every touch. His body will spasm and jerk as he strokes away. I get real hot when I see him watch himself and get so turned on that he gasps for air with each spasm he has.

Boy this is going to be some evening, I have Shelley is doing her best to show Bob what she is doing stopping every so often so he can see how swollen my pussy is and I have Bob showing me how he likes what he sees by giving me the best jerk off show I have ever seen. Oh, I’m on the edge of cumming again but this time I keep it under control. Both Shelley and Bob know this and are trying their best to send me over the edge.

Bob stopped stroking for a moment as he reached over and took a hold of my tits, pushing them together sucking one nipple then the other. Then he took his fingers pinching and twisting them at the same time. Then he put them to my mouth for me to suck on, he loves watching me as I suck on my own nipples as I hold them to my lips, this is the first time he has held them to my lips for me. He looked down at the view that I had of Shelley sucking on my clit and back at me sucking on my nipples. He let go and got up stroking like mad.

He went behind Shelley and pulled her pants off. Kneeling behind her he put his dick in her pussy. He pumped it in and out a few times then he laid over beside şahinbey escort bayan so his face was even with hers. He started encouraging her to suck harder and faster. Telling her that by the looks of how I was shaking and wiggling my hip around I must be enjoying it. Asking her if my pussy tasted good , if she liked having her mouth between my smooth plump lips. All Shelley could do was turn her head so she could look at him and then she pulled her head back so he got a close up view of my clit as she sucked on it.

Then he looked up at me I was watching and listening to what they were doing and it was turning me on. He asked me if I liked what Shelley was doing, if it was getting me hot. I told him “Oh my god yes, she already got me off once before you got here”. He smiled and said “Oh yeah, she must really love the taste of your pussy”. Shelley stopped for a moment and told him that she cant get enough that she could suck it for hours. Bob looked back at me and said “Why don’t you show us how much you like it. Your nipples look like they need attention”.kI grabbed on to them and started sucking like mad. Shelley looked up at me sucking feverously at one then the ther, every once and a while stopping to run the tip of my tongue around each nipple. I was getting so hot watching them watch me as I watched them. My hips were pumping back and forth. With each pump Shelley would pull her head back playing tug of war with my clit. God it felt so good.

Bob got back behind Shelley and pulled his dick back so it almost came out of her pussy. He stroked the shaft while the head was still in her hot pussy, then he would put it back in and do it all over again. After a while he got up and told us he wanted to try something, to see if we enjoyed it. He sat down on the rocking chair stroking his huge cock. He told me to come over to him, when I reached him he turned me around and told me to sit down onto his cock. I started to sit, feeling the huge wet head slide between my lips. He started to enter me and it was so big I didn’t think it would fit. He said “Fuck, your so tight”. He took it slow and it finally went in. He was rocking back and forth in the chair. He told Shelley to suck on my clit as I was riding him. Once Shelley got her mouth on me that was it, I came and came it felt so good.

Then Bob said it was Shelley’s turn so we switched places and I finally got to get my lips on her pussy. We gave Shelley such a working over she was speechless when we were finally done but she still wanted my clit in her mouth. Since I got turned on again taking care of Shelley I was more than happy to let her. Bob had had just about enough and was ready cum. He got behind Shelley again and pumped his shaft against her ass. Just as he was ready to blow, he grabbed it with both hands stroking wildly. He shot his load of cum from along Shelley’s back, all over me, to over my head. That set me off and I came again.

We laid there for a while then Bob asked if we were hungry for something other than each other. Shelley and I both laughed. We got dressed and went to dinner. This was such a hot encounter that I remember every moment of it as I am sure Shelley and Bob do to.

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It had been a long, stressful day at work. The 12 hour shift had been all I could take. I was tired, hungry and as always, slightly horny. I took care of the hunger part on the way home, grabbing a quick bite to eat. Once home, I sorted through the normal junk mail and bills, listened to the messages on my answering machine, then headed straight upstairs. I was absolutely beat and had every intention of taking a long, hot bath to relax and then head straight for bed.

After entering the spacious bathroom, I ran the water into the Roman style tub, adding several beads of bath oil to the water. I stripped out of my work clothes, relishing the feeling of each inch of skin that was exposed as each garment was dropped to the floor. Finally totally nude, I stood in front of the full length mirror as the tub continued to fill. At 31 yrs old, my body was not as taunt and fresh as when I was a teenager, but I still thought it was pretty damn good. My breast were still full and firm, topped with light brown nipples that when erect could cut glass. My stomach was still fairly flat. My hips flared out just perfect for my 5’5″ frame. My legs were lean and smooth, and turning around, I glanced at what I thought was a killer ass. Still looking over my should I saw a slightly freckled face that was accented by my flaming red hair and hazel eyes. Not bad I thought.

I lit a dozen candles throughout the bathroom, then turned out the lights, bathing the whole room in a delicate glow. I turned on soft music on the stereo and then walked to the tub. I pulled out several I knew I would need from a cabinet and placed them on the ledge of the tub. I climbed the three steps leading up to the tub and then slowly entered the almost scalding hot water. I eased myself slowly into the huge tub. I placed a small inflatable pillow on the back of the tub and leaned back, my whole body below my neck now submerged. I flipped a switch and the powerful jets came to life, churning the water wildly and massaging my tired body.

This was Heaven. My muscles were being massaged by the strong jets, the hot, oily water slashing against my body, the smell of the scented candles and the soft music were carrying away the worries of the day. With my eyes closed and completely relaxed, my hands gaziantep özbek escort started moving over my body. They rubbed my flat stomach, feeling the heated, wet skin. Without even thinking, they moved on their own downwards, sliding across my inner thighs. Without even realizing it, I was slowly starting to turn myself on. I felt the familiar stirrings as my passion started to rise. I opened my eyes and looking down, saw my large breasts sitting on top of the water like two mountains. My nipples were already rock hard. I raised one hand to them, gently tweaking first one fat nipple, then the other. My other hand was now moving across the baby smooth skin of my totally bald pussy. My juices were rising quickly.

It had been several days since my last orgasm, and I was in desperate need of release. My fingers found my already erect and extended clit, poking out slightly from its folds. I traced small circles around it with my finger tip as my other hand started kneading my breasts. My breathing was shallow and I could feel my passion rising quickly. This was not going to take long at all. I reached over to my supply on the ledge and took a small bullet vibrator in my hand. Quickly turning it on, I placed the buzzing object directly on my hard clit. There was no room for pretense at this point. I need to cum, and cum now! As I pinched and rolled a nipple as hard as I could, I moved the bullet across my clit, sending shock waves throughout my body. After only a moment, I felt my orgasm start. Just as the first wave hit, I pulled the vib off my clit and released my nipple. The sensations of my sweet release still swept through me, but stopping all stimulus, it lessened the intensity of the orgasm. There was yet more to cum.

After my orgasm started to subside, I again placed the small vib back on my now hyper sensitive clit. I almost jumped out of the tub when it first touched. I had to grit my teeth and hang on for dear life for the first moment until the sensitivity wore off, replaced once again with growing passion. I knew by having a smaller cum first, a much more powerful one would be possible. I started to squirm in the water as the buzzing effect on my clit starting reburning the flames of porno videolar desire. I reached down with my second hand and dipped a finger deep into my steaming hot pussy. I swirled the finger inside me as I continued to attack my clit. I raised both legs and put a foot on each side of the tub, spreading my legs wide open giving me better access. A second finger joined the first and I started to slowly fuck my pussy. I pulled the wet fingers all the way out, then slammed them back in. After several moments, I brought the pussy soaked fingers to my lips and tasted my own juice, mixed with the oily water. I then reached down and under my ass, bringing my fingers up until the tips were touching my tight asshole.

The combination of the oil in the water and my own juices flowing downward already had the tight hole well lubed. I placed the end of a finger against the hole and slowly pushed its way in. I love the feel of a finger, or anything else for that matter, entering my tight ass. As my clit was being pummeled by the vibrator, my finger sank up to the last knuckle into my hot ass. I then started to slowly move the digit in and out of my ass. I could feel my passion rising as I fucked my ass more quickly now with my finger. I turned sideways in the tub and lifted the top leg. I started pounding my finger as deep and as hard as I could into my ass. I was moaning out loud and trying desperately to hold off my the rising orgasm. Just when I thought I could not hold off another second, I removed the vib from my clit and with a smack, pulled my finger from my ass.

Still breathing very hard, I raised up on my knees. I loved the feel of the oily water running down my nude body. I grabbed the second toy I had with me, a brand new one I had just bought the day before, one made specifically for the tub. A huge, 8″ thick realistic looking black dildo, complete with veins and balls. At the end of the shaft was a large suction cup. I wet the suction cup in the water, then turning so my ass was facing the back of the tub, I backed up, measuring the best spot to put my new friend. I placed the suction cup against the tub and pressed hard. It held tight. I slapped the obscene looking cock a couple of times to make sure it would gaziantep rus escort hold. Satisfied, I got on all fours and then slowly backed up.

I reached between my legs and found the hard monster. When I as close enough, I rubbed the fake cock head along my soaking wet pussy. When I thought it was lubed enough, I placed it against the opening of my tight hole and moved backwards. I reached back and spread my asscheeks wide open, giving the cock more room to enter me. When it first entered, I squealed in slight pain, as this was slightly larger then anything I was used to. After getting used to its size for a moment, I eased backwards. I then started a slight rocking motion, pulling the cock out then back in. Each time it sank a little deeper into me. By the time I got the majority of it in me, I was very comfortable with the size, feeling completely full and massively turned on.

I released my ass and took ahold of either side of the tub. I then started rocking back and forth on the black toy harder and harder. Within a few moments I was fucking it in earnest, slamming back onto it with all the force I could. With each stroke I felt stretched to the limit. I had never felt anything, or anyone, this huge in me before. I reached over and again grabbed the bullet vib. It found its way onto my rock hard clit. As I rocked back and forth on the hard cock my large breasts were splashing in the water, my hard nipples delighting in the feel of the hot water against them.

I could feel the tingling in my toes as my orgasm began. I knew this was going to be huge. Just as it reached my pussy, I slammed back hard on the cock, burying as deep as I could. I also placed the vib hard against my clit. I screamed loudly as wave after wave of delicious pleasure crashed over me. My clit was screaming for me to release it, but I held the vib tightly against it. I came, and came and came, each wave harder then the first. I became dizzy and lost track of all feeling other then the throbbing pleasure in my pussy and clit. I actually saw white lights flashing behind my tightly closed eyes. I must have passed out, because then next thing I knew, I woke up when I fell face first into the bath water.

I rolled over on my back and laid there silently for several moments, trying to get my senses back. My breathing finally eased. I turned off the vib that was still in my hand and threw it out of the tub. I looked back and saw this huge, black monster of a cock hanging in midair at the back of the tub. I laughed out loud and rubbed the length up and down with my bare feet. This was the start of a beautiful friendship 🙂

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When his phone buzzed, Paul was working on a design for McCormick and Garrison.“This is Paul.”“Paul, this is Deena, from the bakery.  We heard a horrible crash.  When we investigated, a car slid into the flower shop.  We didn’t see – ”Paul ended the call, grabbed his coat and keys, and headed for the flower shop.  When he arrived, it was total destruction.  The car had slid into the shop sideways.  Try as he might, he could not get around the vehicle. Paul saw the ambulance standing by and the cop was in standing by his car.  He did not look happy.  Then Paul saw the guy in the back seat.  He was ripped, period.  Paul gaziantep olgun escort tried to get into the shop.  There was no way.“CLAUDIA!  CLAUDIA!  WHERE ARE YOU, BABY?  ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?  CLAUDIA TALK TO ME!”Paul went to the delivery door.  It was unlocked so Paul was able to get into the back of the shop.  The counter had been shoved against the flower cooler, with one of the corners crushing the motor.   He heard a faint sobbing from under the counter.“Claudia, are you under there?  Claudia, are you there?”“Yes, Paul.  Come get me out.  I can’t gaziantep oral yapan escort push the counter away.  I just need a little more room to get out.”Paul pushed and pulled at the counter.  Finally, he was able to move the counter enough to free Claudia.  She emerged holding a broken tulip.  She fell into his arms sobbing uncontrollably.“MY SHOP!  WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SHOP?  WHAT SON OF A BITCH DID THIS?  I’LL BREAK HIS FUCKING NECK.”Paul and Claudia went to the front of the shop.  She looked at the medic and cop standing by the cop’s car. gaziantep otele gelen escort Just about this time, her Mother and Dad arrived. Claudia threw down the flower and headed for the cop car.“YOU’RE THE SON OF A BITCH THAT DESTROYED MY SHOP.  YOU ASSHOLE, YOU KILLED EVERY ONE OF MY PLANTS, MY BABIES.  GET OUT HERE SO I CAN WIPE THE STREET UP WITH YOUR FACE.”Claudia was screaming, kicking, and pounding on the police car.  She was sobbing uncontrollably.  Paul went over to try to comfort her, he was hugging her.“Claudia, it will be okay.  We can make this work.  Mr. Garrison’s offer is still open.  We can open in the city.”“I DON’T WANT A FUCKING CITY SHOP!  I WANT MY SHOP, IT’S MINE.  I BUILT IT FROM SEVEN LITTLE PLANTS.  IT’S MY SHOP.”                  Claudia collapsed from Paul’s arms to the asphalt.  She landed face down sobbing and pounding her fist on the pavement.  Paul knelt next to her and rolled her into his arms.  She buried her face in his shoulder, her arms wrapped loosely around his neck.

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That first time he called me on the phone we talked for hours. His voice was strong and confident. He was a jack of all trades. He was currently working in sales for a media franchise. He told me stories of his early life. I shared stories of mine.After that first call, we started texting and then FaceTime. We had a lot in common. The talks varied from day to day, but one thing was always consistent. There was no mistaking the chemistry that was building. One thing that shouldn’t be was forming between him and me and that was love.“Wendy you know where this is going don’t you?” he said during one long call.My heart was beating hard in my chest. “Yes,” I softly whispered.That’s when he said it. “Wendy, I love you.”“l love you too, baby.”We didn’t rush anything. We both had obligations and lives. But, eventually, FaceTime and phone calls weren’t enough.He called me at work and I could tell by the tone of his voice he was horny.“Wendy, I’m desperate to have you. Tomorrow I’m flying to Michigan and I want us to meet for real. I have a hotel booked and I want you to come and spend Valentine’s weekend with me.”I was a little overwhelmed. “ Can I think about it?” My hands were shaking.“No, baby, my flight is booked the room is paid for. All you need to say is yes.”I knew it gaziantep ofise gelen escort sounded crazy, but I said it anyway. “Okay. Yes.”“Wendy, you have no idea how much I love you.” He sounded so happy. “I am flying out tomorrow early afternoon from Chicago. I booked the room at the Four Points Suites. I’m going to rent a car and drive from the airport to Saginaw. I should be there by 6 pm. Text me when you arrive and I’ll meet you in the lobby.”My mind swirled. I needed to go shopping. I needed new panties and bras and an outfit and a wax.The next morning I got a text saying “Good morning, my heart. I’m doing some business then I’ll be going to the airport in about three hours and I can’t wait to hold you. One request since it’s Valentine’s Day today. Could you please wear red panties for me?”I sent him a picture of the sexy red-laced silk panties and matching bra I had bought last night.He responded with a drooling emoji and a bouquet of flowers. “My cock is so hard right now,” he texted.Everything went as planned. He texted when he arrived at MBS airport and again after he rented his car.“I’m leaving right now,” I texted. “Should arrive at the hotel around the same time. I’ll meet gaziantep öğrenci escort you in the lobby. I love you, handsome.”Driving to the hotel, my insecurities flooded me with doubt. I worried he wouldn’t find me sexy, or he’d find me too fat or ugly. The radio was playing love songs because it was Valentine’s Day. I sang along and started to feel better. At least I didn’t decide to ghost him.It was almost 7 pm when I arrived at the hotel.I took one last look in the mirror, applied some perfume, and carefully shimmied out of my truck. My black skirt and heels made the descent a bit awkward.The glass sliding doors opened to the lobby.********I see you first. You’re at the desk, bouquet of red roses in hand, wearing a dark blue suit coat, blue jeans, cowboy boots. I walk closer to stand next to a gorgeous waterfall atrium, feeling the calmness wash over me as I watch the fish swim lazily about.As you turn away from the desk you see me.I can’t see you as my back is turned, but other guests in the lobby notice your smile lighting up the room. An older woman nudges her husband and says, “Aww, young love.”“Wendy?”I turn, and there, looking as handsome as I imagined, you come to me give me a huge hug. oğuzeli escort Then you kiss me. I swear I hear my heart beating. I’ve never been held and kissed like that in my life.After the long very public kiss, you give me the roses and take my hand, leading me through the lobby to the elevators.Your grip is strong. I have the feeling you think I might try and run.The elevator stops on the top floor. You read the signs as we walk toward our room, your grip tightening. We stop at the last door on the left. The plaque reads “Honeymoon Suite.”You blush. “I wanted the best for you, sweetheart.”You swipe the key across the door lock and open the door. The room is glowing with soft flickering candles and rose petals are strewn across the huge king-size bed. There’s a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice waiting for us.“Happy Valentine’s Day, my love,” you whisper as we kiss again. Your tongue pokes inside my mouth and your arms hold me against your body. I feel your cock straining against your jeans, your excitement and passion rising with each heartbeat.Our lungs burning with the need for air, we break the kiss. You take the roses from me and place them on the desk. We sit together on the couch. The air between us practically sparkles with sexual energy.We make small talk as you pour one glass for us to share. “Very romantic aren’t you?” I tease.We take a sip and then you take the glass from my hand and put it on the table.“Wendy, I hope you understand how much I need you.” You lean forward and kiss me again.Your tongue pushes against my tongue, the kiss gets more passionate. Your hands slide down my back, rubbing greedily and possessively over my ass.

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“Wake up, sunshine!”The bright light invaded Jake’s sleepy eyes, and the cool air in the room gave him an instant shiver as the sheets were abruptly snatched off his bed.”It’s time for practice.”James’ big sister was a college wrestler, and for some reason, James had volunteered to help her with practice on Sunday mornings. Well, today was Sunday, and it was time for him to pay for his kindness.Kayla was a stunning athlete. She had a bronzed complexion, short brown hair, and stood at an impressive 6’2”. But what made her truly captivating was her incredibly sexy physique. With curves that accentuated her ample breasts and enticing backside, she had a body that could make anyone weak in the knees. To say she had an hourglass figure would be an understatement – she was an Amazonian beauty.As James rubbed his tired eyes and adjusted to the sight of his sister standing at the foot of his bed, he felt as though he was in a dream. She was clad in her tight, red and white striped spandex college wrestling uniform, which hugged her body like a second skin, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. His body quickly reacted to the sight, causing his boxers to strain against the fabric as his arousal became evident. While any normal little brother might have been mortified, James knew that his sister had seen him get aroused by her countless times during their teenage years. And If anything, she saw it as a compliment.”Whoah, looks like somebody’s ready for some wrestling, haha. I knew my uniform would turn you on but that was quick. Are you sure you’ll be able to control yourself when we wrestle?” Her lips curled into a sly grin as she taunted him.”Yeah, yeah, it’s not my fault you’re practically wearing nothing, flaunting your body around. What did you expect? I’m only human.” James blushed as he confessed his attraction to gaziantep minyon escort his sister’s enticing figure. A small droplet of precum stained the tip of his boxers.Kayla’s face flushed at the sight, and she found herself growing a little aroused from teasing her brother.”Alright, I’ll be stretching on the mat in the basement. Meet me there once you’ve taken care of yourself,” she said with a playful laugh. She laughed it off on the surface but the thought of her brother pleasuring himself to thoughts of her really got her horny. Feeling a growing wetness between her legs, Kayla left James’ room in a haste, making her way downstairs to the basement in order to get some space, and hopefully push those desires from her mind. She needed her brother’s help with practicing her wrestling moves for the upcoming nationals, and she refused to let her own arousal get in the way. Besides, there was a boundary between brother and sister, and while playful banter was one thing, crossing that line was out of the question.James groaned as he tried to shake off his sleepiness, his mind still clouded with the lingering images of his sister’s body. Despite his embarrassment, a growing anticipation coursed through his veins as he hurriedly got out of bed and made his way to the basement.The moment James reached the dimly lit basement, he was met with the sight of Kayla, her athletic frame glistening with a sheen of sweat from her warm-up stretches. Her impressive height and toned muscles accentuated the power she possessed as a wrestler, causing an electric charge to surge through James’ body.Kayla glanced over her shoulder, a grin playing on her lips as her eyes locked onto James. “Took you long enough,” she teased, her voice laced with a hint of authority.Unsure nizip escort of how to respond, James simply stood before her, his boxers tented with the undeniable evidence of his arousal. A blush crept onto his cheeks, but rather than feeling embarrassed, he couldn’t help but find a sense of liberation in the open display of desire.Kayla arched an eyebrow, clearly surprised by his persistent arousal.A thought crept into her mind. This could be a good opportunity for some payback for all the jokes and annoyances over the years. And it might even be a good opportunity to have some fun with her brother. She’d grown a lot in the last year and they weren’t the same size anymore. She was gonna have fun tossing him around.  “Looks like my little brother truly can’t resist his big sister’s charm. I suppose we’ll have to find a way to put that energy to good use,” she purred, her voice dripping with a commanding tone.As James hesitated, his eyes transfixed on Kayla’s sculpted body, she took a step closer, closing the distance between them. The scent of her sweat mixed with a subtle floral perfume filled his nostrils, and his senses were overwhelmed by the intoxicating combination.Without warning, Kayla’s strong hands firmly grasped James’ waistband, pulling his boxers down to his ankles in one swift motion. James gasped, feeling a mixture of excitement and vulnerability flood through him.”Since you can’t seem to control yourself, we’ll need to teach you some discipline,” Kayla whispered, her tone deliciously commanding. “Get on the mat, on your hands and knees.”Eager to comply, James quickly positioned himself as instructed, his heart pounding in anticipation. He could feel the cool surface of the mat against his skin, the contrast heightening the sensitivity of every touch. Kayla moved nurdağı escort gracefully around him, circling like a predator closing in on its prey. Her fingertips grazed his exposed skin, eliciting goosebumps and sending a shiver down his spine.James could feel the heat of her breath on his neck as Kayla leaned over him, her voice filled with authority.”Now, little brother, get ready to experience the true strength of a woman.”Kayla was now filled with lust and power, she was gonna take their bodies to the limit.Kayla wasted no time in initiating the wrestling match. She swiftly moved from straddling James’ waist to a kneeling position, her strong thighs gripping his sides with an unyielding force. James struggled against her hold, trying to break free from her grasp, but her expertise in wrestling left him powerless. Kayla’s lips curled into a wicked grin as she leaned in closer, her voice thick with confidence.”You see, James, in this world, I am in complete control. You can submit the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours.”With those words, Kayla unleashed her wrestling prowess. She used her body weight advantage to maneuver James, flawlessly transitioning from hold to hold. As they grappled, James could feel the raw power of his sister, her muscles flexing against his own. Every twist, and every lock further emphasized her control over him. Kayla’s voice reverberated in the basement as she taunted James.”What’s the matter, little brother? Can’t handle the strength of a real woman?” She tightened her grip, causing James to groan as his hardened cock pressed into the mat a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through his body.James couldn’t help but be both aroused and impressed by his sister’s skill. As she continued to overpower him, James felt an overwhelming urge to please and submit to her, his body and his cock were practically begging for it. Sensing his surrender, Kayla shifted her tactics, her touches becoming increasingly sensual. She caressed his body with deliberate slowness, running her hands over his taut muscles. Each stroke seemed to ignite a fire within him, his desire for her burning more fiercely with each passing second.

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