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A Bad Day

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It was one of those days when nothing had gone right, and Murphy was working double time.

My entire day was one disaster after another, people wanting my attention, phone calls, irate customers, equipment breaking, and not a moment to myself to think.

i was finally able to escape work and as i was walking to the car it started to rain, not petite little movie rain drops but the cats and dogs kind, and me with no umbrella, figures. On the way home i got stuck in an hour long traffic jam and my cell phone battery died so there was no way to call. i end up walking in the door and hour and 45 minutes late, soaked to the skin, tired, and most of all, worried that You’ll be upset with me. As i drop my bag in the hallway and take off my shoes i see You sitting on the couch waiting, watching me, an intense look on Your face and i know something is on Your mind.

i immediately sink to my knees and crawl over to You, that look in Your eyes unmistakable. “i’m sorry i’m late Sir, my day was awful, work was a mess and it took me forever to get out of there, i got caught in the rain, then my phone died and i couldn’t call, and i got stuck in traffic,” i start, gasping for breath, my eyes welling up with all the pent up emotion of the day.}

“Shhhh baby girl,” You say, Your fingers laying gently over my lips. “No apologies tonight, it’s obvious you’ve had a rough day, you look like you’ve been through the ringer. Just take a deep breath, everything is ok now that ou’re home. Let Daddy take care of you.”

i nod and look up into Your eyes, thanking You silently for understanding, for knowing me so well and most of all for seeing me so clearly. i scoot closer and lay my head in your lap, nuzzling my cheek against your thighs, letting the tears fall and all the stress of the day fall away with them. i sigh, knowing that no matter what happens outside, here, at home with you, i am safe, loved and don’t have to be anything but what i am……your little girl.

i feel your hand on my head, brushing the hair out of my face and the tears from my eyes as you lean down to kiss me. “Your soaking wet sweetheart, lets get you out of these wet clothes and dried off.”}

You stand and take my hand lifting me off the floor and putting your arms around me to envelop me in one of your all consuming bear hugs. i sink into the hug and feel you gently kiss the top of my head before you whisk me up into your arms

and head for the stairs. i lay my head on your chest and sigh again, putting my arms around your neck closing my eyes, trying to relax. You take me into the bedroom and sit me down on the bed, kissing me softly. i start to unbutton my

shirt but feel your hands on mine stopping me. You take my hands and place them beside me on the bed, looking deep into my eyes. “No baby girl, not tonight,” you whisper “let me. You just sit here and wait while I run your bath for you,”

You see me nod in understanding and smiling you turn towards the bathroom. }

i sit on the bed, eyes closed, breathing deep in an attempt to let the last bits of my day float away. i can hear the water running and moan softly, unconsciously at the thought of a nice hot bath, heaven……}

i suddenly start awake feeling your hand on my shoulder. i open my eyes and see you staring down at me, small smile in your eyes, “You drifted off little girl, are you ready for your bath?”}

“mmmmm, yes Daddy,” i moan softly.}

You reach down for my hand and lead me into the bathroom, i gasp as i see that you’ve filled the room with small candles and the bath is almost full to overflowing with bubbles. my eyes tear up as i turn gaziantep escort to look at you, to thank you. i open my mouth to speak and once again feel your fingers against my lips. “Shhh baby girl, no more words, just put yourself in Daddy’s hands and everything will be ok.”

i shiver, knowing that no truer words have

ever been spoken. Nodding my head i step closer, eyes falling to the floor in silent acquiescence to your will. i stand in the middle of the bathroom and let You undress me slowly. You quickly unbutton my top and pull it off over my

head. Dropping it on the floor you move on to my pants making quick work of those as well, holding me steady while i step out of them. Kissing my neck you reach around to unhook my bra, a deep sigh escaping me as my breasts are free.

You smile and kiss my lips as you reach for my panties, pulling them down kissing my shoulder, my chest, my belly and my thighs as you kneel down to help me step out of those as well. Standing, you reach for my glasses, and place them gently on the counter behind you. i shiver a little, standing there naked in the middle of the big bathroom, then suddenly i am warm, feeling your arms wrapped around me again, your naked body against mine. Turning to you i smile amazed that i didn’t even notice you’d taken your clothes off. You laugh and smile back at the look of surprise on my face, “Ready for your bath little girl?” you ask. }

i nod and place my hand in yours, following you to the tub. Standing at the side i wait for you to get in and then step over the edge into the warm inviting water. i sit down in front of you the heat surrounding me like a cocoon, and lay down on your chest my back to you. i feel your hands running up and down my body and i moan softly, squirming against you.}

Behind me i feel you shift as you reach for the shampoo and a cup. i see you dunk the cup in the water but somehow it still startles me as the hot bathwater cascades down over my hair, and my face, warming the rest of me. “Lean back sweetheart let me wash this awful day away,” you whisper, hands already in my hair massaging my head. Your hands feel so good, bringing life back to this tired body, waking me up a little. “But Daddy…..” i start, suddenly somewhat uncomfortable at being taken care of this way, all this attention being focused on me instead of the other way around.}

You continue to wash my hair but, speaking in a slightly firmer tone you lean close to my ear, “Little one, I said no words, you’re not planning on disobeying Daddy are you now?”

i shake my head definitely not wanting to misbehave and dissapoint you, and try to relax into whatever it is you have planned for me.

“Good girl,” you say, “this is something I want to do for you. I know that generally it’s you who washes and takes care of me after a long day, but just think of this as a reward for being such a good girl lately.” You leave it at that and

finish washing my hair, pouring cupfuls of water over me to rinse the soap out.

i squirm against you as you grab the soap and start running it over my body, giggling as you wash the ticklish parts, gasping and groaning when you get to the sensitive bits and linger a little longer than necessary. After you’re done you let me sit quietly in the tub, facing you leaning against the opposite side while you quickly wash yourself up. i love to watch you, my eyes wander over every inch of your naked body, each part of you bringing up a good memory, a mental image

of something wonderful. A moan escapes my lips as you stand up and step out of the tub, drying yourself off and then holding babelan.net up a big fluffy towel for me. Standing up carefully i rest my hand on your shoulder as i step out of the tub. i step towards you, standing on my tip toes to give you a kiss of thanks. For the second time tonight you wrap me up in a big hug, the towel in your hands. You take time drying me off, making sure not to miss any spots then wrap me back up in the towel and carry me into the bedroom sitting me gently on the edge of the bed looking down at me.}

“We’re not done yet little girl, there’s still the issue of you being late and not calling. I was worried about you, and that needs to be dealt with. I know you’ve had a hard day, but I know you, and I know you need this.” you say to

me, the look in your eyes firm but loving. “I know just as well as you do that there are consequences for breaking the rules, even if you’ve had a bad day. We can’t let you get away with that, can we?”}

i shake my head, well aware that you’re right even if i don’t relish the thought after the day i had, but knowing it will bring relief and release in the end.

Going over to the toy chest you pull out a few long lengths of soft cotton rope and a new toy that i haven’t seen before, a brand new leather crop. Climbing up onto the bed you tie two of the ropes to the posts on the footboard and the other one is looped through the holes in the middle of the headboard, a very familiar configuration to us both. i start to squirm with anticipation as you pull me to the center of the bed, laying two pillows down for me to rest my hips on. Pushing me down to the bed on my stomach You arrange me in the middle of the bed and firmly secure my hands together with the rope being careful to check that

it’s not too tight. Satisfied, you move down to the foot of the bed and secure each of my ankles in the same manner, my ass lifted into the air, legs spread open wide. You leave me there for just a minute, alone, to think about what i’ve done and then i hear you behind me, standing between my legs at the foot of the bed.

i gasp as i feel the first swat of the crop on my ass, soft but shocking none the less. A second follows and then a third and i start to squirm my hips. You’re peppering light taps all over my ass, warming me up and i lift my hips a little

trying to get closer to you. You slowly start to increase the intensity and i can hear the crop slap my ass, feel the sting and the warmth rowing. Suddenly you land a hard swat on my damp lips and i cry out, stunned by the heat searing through my pussy. i hear you chuckle at my surprise as you start to crop my slit harder, opening my lips, drawing moisture out of me. You go back up to my

ass and the slaps get louder, i can hear the crop whipping through the air as the handle snaps and my ass feels like it’s on fire. i gasp and moan, squirming hard on the pillows, trying to get some relief but not being able to get away. The swats get harder still, each one sending shock waves of pain and pleasure through me. You alternate between my ass and my pussy the room filled with the sounds of the crop and the scent of my arousal. My heart is pounding in my chest and my breath is coming faster, harder, and you know i’m close to my limit. You raise the intensity one more time, wanting to make sure you get your point across, this is a punishment after all. i start to whimper and gasp for air, thrashing in my onds. The tears start to fall from my eyes as you cross the threshold of my tolerance and you know that the lesson has been learned. Slowly the swats become softer, still tapping my ass and my now soaking wet slit, dragging the crop over the

welts and redness. You push the head of the crop between my lips, opening them up that last little bit, tapping my clit to bring me back down to that place where i’m just floating. I gasp and lift my hips to you trying to open my legs up even wider. Even tied securely down to the bed i do my best to entice you, needing you inside me more than anything in the world. i feel the edge of the bed sink and suddenly you are behind me, your hands on my thighs. You lay down on top of me your warm body cool in comparison to the heat

radiating from me. i moan and whimper as you rub yourself against my heated ass, your soft skin like sandpaper against the welts. I hear your breath hard and fast in my ear and i know you have exerted yourself, but i also know that you are incredibly aroused as well. Your hard cock brushes up against my thigh and i moan loudly, turning my head to look up into your eyes silently begging you to take me.

“Mmmmmm,” you growl, “is there something you want little girl? Tell daddy what it is.”

you press the tip of your cock against the pening of my hot wet pussy i can barely get the words out. “Daddy…pleeease…i need your cock, i need you to fuck me, to take me, to make me yours,” i gasp, lifting my hips to try and push

you in further. “You need this cock little girl? Are you sure you’re ready? Ready to take care of

Daddy’s cock?” you ask, pressing a little closer with each question. “Yesssssssssss god yes please,” i moan, “i need you inside me so badly. Please, please, please, i need you Daddy.” I hear

You growl again close to my ear. Satisfied with my answer You push yourself all the way into me in one long unending stroke. I shake and whimper as you fill me, stretching me to my limit with almost no warning. You can feel my pussy squeeze your cock tight and this only excites you more, urges you on. Soon you are thrusting in and out of me harshly, using my swollen wet slit to please your

cock. You push me hard into the bed burying yourself so deep. Moaning loudly i suddenly feel you reaching underneath me to play with my clit as you fuck me, holding it between your fingers and stroking it like a tiny cock, making me buck

my hips back into you. i start to shake and i know i’m close, you can feel my pussy start to clench your cock tighter and you growl into my ear, “That’s it little girl, cum all over Daddy’s cock, you cum on this cock now, right NOW.”

i whimper and whine feeling my orgasm building with each thrust of your cock, your words sending me over the edge. Unable to deny you anything i feel myself cumming hard in a rush of ecstacy and blinding light, thrashing under you on the

bed. Just as i start to cum You stretch me even further, the head of your cock swelling as you get ready to cum yourself.

“Again,” you growl into my ear, and that’s all it takes as another wave of orgasm takes over my body. This time i hear you moan and feel you shooting your hot cum inside me thrusting even deeper than before.

You collapse on top of me, cock still twitching, making me shiver and shake. Kissing the back of my neck, nipping at it just to watch me tremble, you reach up and untie my hands, rubbing my wrists to bring the blood back. Pulling yourself out of me you slowly kiss down my spine, my body convulsing each time your lips make contact. You lean down and untie my ankles, rubbing them as well and then pick me up and wrap your arms around me for the third time tonight, holding me so close, curled up against your body. You kiss me, little kisses all over my face, kissing away the tears, the stress of the day and once again making me your little girl. i look up into your eyes softly thanking you silently. Kissing my cheek you lean in and whisper, “Mmmm, that’s my good girl.”

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The Adventures of Becky Ch. 1

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My name is Becky. I am a 35 year old housewife with 2 kids in school and a husband that works long hours, often 6 or 7 days a week. I have a fairly regular routine for mornings that takes care of the housework, shopping, etc. and frequently leaves me with time on my hands from before noon ’till four thirty or so. I find various ways to spend those few hours. I often engage myself in some unplanned, sexually related activity. I am 5 foot five, weigh about 110 pounds, and my measurements are 36/26/37. I am rather small boned, and my breasts are firm but not large; I wear a size 36B bra. I am told that I am a very nice (and in the appropriate company, “sexy”) looking lady, in spite of my small breasts. In any case that is the way I feel, and I’ll bet I enjoy my breasts as much as anybody else can enjoy theirs!

A few months ago, at about one thirty on a weekday afternoon, I was at home alone, had just taken a shower, and was trying to decide what I would do for the afternoon. I was dressed in panties, no bra, a light dress, and slippers with no stockings. As I headed for the kitchen to get myself a glass of wine cooler, the doorbell rang and I found a very beautiful young lady, perhaps 28, at the door who said that her name was Annie, and that she was doing a survey of housewives’ preferences for magazines. She was carrying a large bag filled with magazines. She was far too warmly dressed for the Florida climate, and was noticably uncomfortable as a result. I told her my name was Becky and asked her in. I suggested that she remove her jacket. I told her that I had just started to the refrigerator to get some wine cooler and asked if she would join me.

She was very pleased by the offer and said “I’d be delighted, Becky”.

“Do you have a favorite flavor?” I asked, ” I have several in the refrigerator”.

“Yes, I love peach flavor if you have it”.

I was sure I had a bottle or two in the fridge and went to prepare our drinks. When I returned, she had removed her light jacket, revealing a very firm and shapely pair of breasts in a thin blouse and no bra. Her nipples and even areolas were protruding and well defined. I imagined that they were beautiful. I was so impressed that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them. I am sure that she noticed and seemed to be pleased. She made a few little moves to accentuate their profile, and then moved toward a large divan. She asked if we might sit there for the interview. I nodded and she seated herself, motioning me to sit next to her on her right, which I did. She sipped her drink and complimented me on its quality. She then embarrassed me by telling me that she thought that I was a very lovely lady. She started into the questionaire that she brought. I was not very interested in the survey but I found myself very interested in her and anxious to get to know her better. She asked about some old magazines, such as LOOK, the original Saturday Evening Post, etc. which neither of us knew much about, and eventually got around to Cosmopolitan and Red Book.

It was not long thereafter that I realized that we were talking about sexually oriented magazines, and admitting that we read such magazines frequently. Seemingly unconsiously, she unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse. I noticed, but said nothing. I slowly untied a small bow at my neckline that let my dress fall open showing some cleavage. Neither of us seemed uncomfortable with the situation and we continued talking about the contents of magazines and the types of articles that we liked. I did not feel embarrassed to talk of sexually explicit magazines, including Playboy, Playgirl and Penthouse. She said that she read them as well as Club and a few others. She told me that two of her favorite magazines were Forum and Variations, where explicit letters were published. As we continued our conversation, we eventually got to discussing the topics of articles that we like to read. I hesitated in the discussion while I tried to decide whether I dare tell her what I really liked. “Becky, I hope you don’t think too badly of me, but I look for letters and photographic articles that deal with lesbian topics,” she said and then seemed a little embarrassed.

“Oh, Annie, honey, so do I,” I reassured her. I placed my left hand on my left knee, next to her right knee and slowly moved it up my thigh, pulling my dress up with it. She seemed to notice, and leaned toward me, allowing her blouse to open enough for me to see one areola and nipple. It seemed to me to be more erect and protruding than when she came in. I was suddenly aware that my breathing was getting heavier, my nipples were getting hard and I was getting aroused. I realized how badly that I wanted to have a sexual affair with this beautiful lady and decided to try to feel her out as to her willingness. I knew that I would have to make love to her if at all possible! Almost as if reading my mind, she stopped talking; we looked into each others eyes and I thrilled at what I sensed. tekirdağ escort I placed a hand on her left shoulder and turned her gently to face me more squarely. She responded by placing her right hand on my bare thigh. With that movement, I knew there was no opposition, just a minor quandary as to how to start.

I slowly reached over and began unbuttoning her blouse. She placed her hands on my breasts, caressing them thru my dress. I was so aroused that I moaned a little and suddenly put my arms around her and planted my lips on hers for a very long and erotic kiss. Our tongues jabbed and probed into each others mouths and traced each others lips. We continued kissing for several minutes, while I squeezed and kneaded her bare breasts, and she did the same to my right breast with a hand placed thru my untied dress top. I suddenly stood, took her by the hand and hurriedly headed for the bedroom.

When we got there she asked if she might get into the shower and freshen up a bit. I was delighted that she was concerned and I led her toward the bed to undress. I removed her blouse and then her skirt. I sat her on the bed and removed her shoes and stockings. I then had her stand while I helped her remove her panties. I was overwhelmed by her beauty and sexuality, and we embraced and kissed again. She lifted my dress over my head and off and then stood behind me and gently reached around me to place a hand beneath each of my breasts. Her breasts against my back and her hands on my tits really turned me on. I decided that we’d better act quickly if she was going to get to the shower and I turned around and told her that I’d be ready for her when she got out. She hurried to the shower and adjusted the temperature to suit her. I watched as she closed the shower door, then suddenly felt very lonely.

Almost as if in answer to my thoughts, she opened the door and asked, “Becky, won’t you please join me?”

“Oh, yes, yes honey, I’d love to,” I replied.

I was in a frenzy to get my panties and slippers off and get into the shower with her. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts. I lifted and caressed them and leaned over to kiss one of her nipples. She told me that she loved my touch and loved to touch me. I assured her that the feelings were mutual. I placed my left hand low on her back and moved it downward over her ass while my right hand held her left breast. I ran my tongue around her nipple. She put her hands under my tits and lifted and squeezed them. I loved it and was intent on bringing her as much pleasure as I knew that she would bring me. Her head went back and her breasts with hard areolas and nipples stood out beauti- fully. She began to quiver slightly each time I moved my tongue around her nipple and then over it. I caressed and lightly squeezed each breast with my hand and circled her nipples gently with my tongue, first the left then the right. She moaned softly and wiggled her ass as I massaged it. I suddenly wanted her on the bed, where I could concentrate on her delightful body, and she on mine. I could hardly wait!

“Annie, baby, I want you on my bed, I want to do things with you,” I told her.

“I’m yours, let’s hurry,” she agreed.

I started applying soap to her tits, then her pussy. It was difficult to limit my probing to just washing. She did the same to me and I was so turned on that my nipples ached and my clit was as hard as a nail! She could not resist putting a slippery finger in my cunt and I was so sensitive there that I flinched away from her. I got the shower massage and rinsed her off from the top down. I turned the vibrating spray on her pussy while she spread her cunt lips. She squirmed and moaned a little as the warm water gave her a douche. She took the sprayer and did the same for me. I shuddered as the spray hit my hard clit and swollen cunt lips.

I quickly replaced the shower head, turned the water off, and reached for a large towel. We dryed each other off, trying hard not to get too far sidetracked to fondle, lick and suck each other. We were only partly successful, as we could not help but fondle tits and asses with gentle caresses. We finished drying and kissed very passionately before I led her to the bed.

I sat on the bed and invited her to sit beside me. She did, and I placed my arm around her, pulled her to me and kissed her eager lips. Our tongues entwined, probed, jabbed, and traced each others lips with increasing pleasure and fury. We lay back on the bed and I rolled over to place my mouth near her left breast, which I squeezed gently. The nipple and areola was hard: I loved the feel as I circled it with my tongue. She wiggled and moaned softly, obviously enjoying it.

I moved around on my hands and knees so that my tits were above her face as I licked and sucked hers. She took one of my tits in each hand and kneaded them. I continued to lick and flip her hard nipples, and she sucked first one then the other of mine. The soft forumagic.com moans and movements of each of us betrayed and reinforced our sexual arousal. I began to detect the lovely smell of our pussies. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked as much of her tit in as possible. She squirmed as I sucked hard and pulled away. As her tit slipped from my mouth, I would move my tongue over and around her nipple. I increased the sucking and massaging of her nipple with my tongue. Simultaneously, she took one of my nipples into her mouth and suckled it as a baby does. It felt wonderful. I could feel the sensations clear to my clit. The sensitivity of my nipples increased, and I could hardly stay still enough to keep our tits and mouths togather. The very acute sensations were having a pronounced effect on our movements and breathing. I felt like I just couldn’t get enough of her tits and she had obvious delight in working on mine. We almost frantically sucked and licked as our arousal increased. We continued in this activity for perhaps 10 minutes, while our pussies twitched and literally oozed with anticipation. Finally I tired of the position and moved around to lay beside her, flat on my back.

She moved immediately to lay on top of me, one leg parting mine. She placed her mouth over mine and engaged me in the most erotic kiss I ever had. Her tongue and lips worked on my mouth and her tongue dueled with mine . My mouth began to feel more erogenous than I had ever believed possible, and I relished the feel of her tongue sliding in and out, back and forth, around and around. She sucked my lips and I sucked hers, we sucked each others tongues, and we jabbed our tongues in and out. I found it hard to believe that I could enjoy the foreplay so much. I was so turned on that I had sensations of being fucked by her tongue, even though there was nothing near my wet cunt but her leg. The only thing that stopped our wonderfully erotic kissing was the overwhelming desire building up in our cunts.

She rolled slightly to one side, rolling me onto my side, also, so that she could put her leg further between mine, and so that each of our pussies was in contact with the others leg. Needless to say, we were not motionless. We gradually increased our humping on each others legs while we pulled and rubbed tits and continued kissing. After several minutes of escalating erotic endeavors, we began to approach orgasm.

She said “Oh, Becky, I love you, fuck me, fuck me, I love you, I love to fuck you.”

“I love you, too, Annie, I want to come with you. Oh, fuck me, fuck me, faster, harder.”

Her leg against my clit was wonderful, rubbing, grinding and pushing in an ever increasing frenzy as we both went over the top with involuntary humping, “Oh’s”,”Ah’s”, and moans. We followed up with showers of kisses and caresses. Finally our cunts and tits became so sensitive that we separated and lay back on the bed, with arms and legs spread. We remained in this position until the sensitivity subsided, and our breathing became more normal. After about five minutes, I rolled onto my side to see her beautiful breasts, her nipples and areolas were still hard and I could not resist moving over to her and taking one into my mouth.

She said “That feels so good that I hate to let you stop, but I want you to lay back and let me play with you.”

I could not resist her offer, partly from curiosity, but mostly because I knew that she would do nothing that I would not love. She began with my tits, sucking and kissing first one then the other until I was again aroused to the point of involuntary jerks and shivers as her tongue and mouth worked on my nipples. Gradually, she worked her hand down and back and forth across my belly, moving ever closer to my very wet pussy. When she finally got her hand into my cunt hair, she moved her fingers slowly deeper between my legs until she had her hand over my eager cunt. She began to apply pressure with her palm as she moved her hand in a small circle. I could not stand it any longer and bucked against her hand.

“Please, fuck me, fuck me!” I cried as she suddenly placed one, then two fingers in my cunt while her thumb rubbed my clit.

Suddenly, she stopped, removed her hand, and got up from the bed. My hands immediately went to my cunt and clit, intent on completing the unfinished work.

“No you don’t!” she said, and pulled my hands them away.

She then spread my legs apart and placed herself between them so that her tits hung just above my wet and swollen cunt. She pressed one tit against my cunt, then squeezed it so that the nipple protruded. She moved the nipple over and around my clit, again causing me to squirm and buck for more. She again stopped and let me cool down a little while she slid downward so that she could lick and kiss my legs and belly around my pussy. She came ever closer with her tongue and had me so excited when she finally made contact with my clit that I shuddered and cried out. She ran her tongue slowly from my clit to my vagina while moving it back and forth from one side to the other, giving me intense pleasure. She lifted my ass and shoved a pillow under it, giving her added access. She rolled her tongue and thrust it in and out of my very eager and enlarged hole while her upper lip rubbed my clit. I thrust and squirmed, frantically trying to engulf her whole face in my cunt. She moved her tongue near to my clit as she slowly inserted one finger into my cunt.

I almost screamed, “Oh, that’s so good! — Oh, please fuck me Annie, fuck me with your finger. Suck my clit! Please don’t tease me, baby! Lick me, lick my cunt!”

After a few minutes more of teasing, she placed her pursed mouth on my clit and sucked it. Her simultaneous tongue motions on my clit gave unearthly pleasure and I bucked and twisted as I pulled and pinched my own tits.

As I cried “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me” over and over, she got three fingers into my gaping hole. I shouted “More, more fingers”. She put her four finger tips into my hole and worked them around, in and out as I pushed, jerked and repeated “More” “Fuck me” and incoherent moans.

I pinched, twisted and pulled my tits as every part of my body became a participant in my erotic frenzy. She managed to get all four of her fingers and the palm of her hand up to the base of her thumb into my cunt and thrust and turned her hand at my urging. I was so in motion that she had difficulty, but did manage to get her tongue and lips onto my clit once in a while, and I almost passed out as she sucked it in and tongued it.

As if she didn’t know, I shouted at her forcefully “Oh, Annie, I’m coming! I’m coming! Suck me, fuck me, fuck me harder!” Her hand and mouth become my obsession, and she obliged by faster and harder thrusts, her chin bouncing against my clit. My orgasm was so overpowering that I couldn’t control myself; I humped, twisted and turned so rapidly that she couldn’t continue licking and sucking at all and could hardly keep her fingers in my cunt.

I became so sensitive to her touch that I screamed “Stop! Stop! Enough! Enough!” and shivered and quaked in the aftermath of the delirious big orgasm.

She laid beside me as I recovered. A feeling of satisfaction and relaxation enveloped me. After perhaps 10 minutes, I told her that I had never experienced anything like that before, and that it was so wonderful that there was nothing that I would not do to please her, but that she would have to help me learn what she liked. She smiled sweetly and kissed me gently on the mouth. Her lips and mouth tasted of my cunt juices.

Annie got up from the bed and went to the living room to get something from her magazine bag. I watched from the bed as she reached into the bag to bring out a smaller plastic bag. She brought it to the bedroom and opened it to remove an odd shaped vibrator about an inch thick near the tip but a little larger in the middle, then smaller again near the base. It was about 5 inches long, and had a flattened base about 4 inches across . It had a sort of harness affair enabling it to be worn as a cock. There were a number of projections made of rubber beneath the base, which, I concluded, would provide some stimulation to the wearer. She laid the device on the bed and again laid down beside me, put an arm under me and rolled me over on top of her. After a passionate kiss, she asked me to suck her tits. I slid downward some so that I could oblige and she parted and bent her legs so that I fit between them.

I licked, sucked, squeezed, pinched and pulled her hard nipples as she squeeled and muttered approval. Her evident pleasure gave me erotic pleasure also, and I felt that I just had to get more and more of her tits into my hands and mouth. While I sucked and gently bit one, I would pinch and pull the other. That activity continued with increasing intensity for about 10 minutes. She bucked, turned and wiggled her pelvis attempting to make contact between her cunt and my belly. As she got more aroused, she made more noise and bucked and twisted harder so that, occasionally, the desired contact was achieved, at which time she would shiver, squeel and say “E-e-a-a-ah”.

Finally, she said “Becky, honey, I’m ready for you to move down, now. I want you to kiss my pussy, lick my clit, then suck it.”

I was more than anxious to do so, and slid down in the bed between her bent and spread legs until my tongue and mouth could reach her very wet, swollen, and eager pussy. Before I touched her clit, however, I inserted a finger into her vagina as she squirmed and thrust.

“Eat me, eat me” she repeated as I touched her labia and clit with my tongue. “Becky, don’t tease me, suck my clit, eat me!” she cried as she squeezed, pulled and pinched her own tits.

I opened my mouth wide and placed it over as much of her whole cunt as I could, found her vagina with my tongue, and pressed and clamped my mouth on her cunt by sucking as hard as I could.

She screemed “Oh! Oh! That’s so good, eat me, eat me” as I pushed my tongue in as far as I could and then licked upward to her clit.

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This is my first story. It’s mostly sex because that is what I like, but those of you who want a real plot with real characters may enjoy it too.

This story involves: breast growth, penis growth, and extreme amounts of semen. For now it is all pretty vanilla but you can expect that to change in later installments.

Feel free to copy this story and use it however you wish.

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Fucking finally! I thought, turning the key to the front door. I was absolutely beat, I’d worked 50 hours that week and 12 hours that day, even though it was just menial clerical work it really wore down on me. But I’d finally finished re-filing all those records and I had a whole weekend to recover from that marathon.

I opened the door and took off my coat. Isabel was watching a movie of some kind, from the way she was sitting I could tell she was tired too, but for a different reason. Isabel had been out of work for almost a month at this point, no matter how hard she looked it seemed like there just weren’t any jobs for people with her skill set. At first she liked the idea of being a housewife but she was also a very motivated person, it wore on her a lot.

She perked up a little when I came in. “Hi honey, there’s pasta on the stove. You might need to heat it up though”. I mumbled some kind of thanks and went to the kitchen to serve myself up some pasta. It was a pretty barebones meal but with Isabel out of work we needed to save money however we could.

I plopped down on the couch, to enjoy the movie while I ate, and Isabel snuggled up next to me. I could already feel all the tension of the week falling off my shoulders. I thought to myself about how lucky I am to have such a beautiful, loving wife. Isabel’s parents are Mexican with lots of native blood, her beautiful smooth skin is dark and her hair is straight and jet black. She was wearing a simple tank top and exercise shorts, which showed off her modest curves and legs. We had known each other in high school, but we didn’t get together until a chance meeting years later. I was thirty and she was twenty eight, and we’d been married for four years. She’s the smartest person I know, and the love of my life. We’d been in a bit of a rough patch for the past few months, with me working myself to the bone and her becoming more and more depressed, we barely had sex and fought more often than we used to. It was nice to enjoy moments like this.

We sat and watched the movie. I don’t even really remember what it was about, I was so tired I fell asleep by the end. Isabel gently woke me up and we went to bed.

That night, something happened. I don’t know what, because I was asleep. I don’t even remember my dreams except that they were really sexual.

I woke up the next morning with a severe case of morning wood. As I yawned and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, I contemplated waking up Isabel to do something about it, but I figured she probably wouldn’t be interested anyway. Instead I got up for breakfast and hoped it would go down on its own.

It didn’t go down. As I ate my eggs and drank my coffee my mind was deep in the gutter, all I could think about was fucking her. She didn’t get up for a while, in fact Isabel usually slept in much later than me those days. I desperately hoped she would get up and walk in the kitchen without getting dressed, so I could come up from behind and start stroking her, then pull down her panties and shove in my raging hard-on, just take her right there on the kitchen table. My god, I almost never think like that! Not since we were newlyweds, at least.

My erection still didn’t go down by the time I finished breakfast, if anything it was more urgent. My underwear was feeling pretty uncomfortable, every move would result in stimulation. I think there was even a drop of precum leaking from the tip. I went back in to the bedroom to take my shower, and hopefully relieve myself.

But I never got to the bathroom. Instead, when I entered the bedroom I stopped right in my tracks. Right there before me was my wife, spread out on the bed, looking sexier than I’d seen her in months. She had pushed most of the sheets off in her sleep, revealing almost her entire body. Sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the blinds and cast over her supple, perky breasts, and when she breathed it would bring her hard nipples directly into the sunlight, shining like dark beacons. My eyes traveled down her slender torso and cute little belly button to her sexy hips and the short, dark bush that lay above her vagina, hidden just out of sight by the sheets. Somehow I could smell her from five feet away, as if she were right next to me. It was intoxicating.

I felt compelled to move closer. I crawled up on the bed, and reached out to fondle her breast, cupping it in my palm. She responded by shifting and moaning, and her eyes opened lazily.

When she saw what I was doing, she broke out into a grin and said “Well, *yawn* that’s a nice way to get woken up.” She brought her hand down and moved uşak escort the sheet away, exposing her snatch and her long, shapely legs. I took the encouragement and moved to straddle her, while bringing my other hand up to her other breast.

My dick rubbed against her crotch through my underwear, and to my surprise it became damp. She bit her lip and moaned again, thrusting her hips up to meet mine. Damn, I thought, she woke up just as horny as me! I finally freed my penis from my far-too-tight underwear and, wasting no time, I lifted up her butt, aimed a little, and slowly shoved my cock inside her slippery entrance.

She seemed a little shocked by this, but all she said was “oh god, you’re so hard…” as I slowly started pumping in to her. Her pussy was tight and sopping wet, I had no trouble at all going in. Finally I pushed in balls deep and let out a throaty growl. I started thrusting in to her slowly, but quickly picked up the pace until I was fucking her like a man possessed. She closed her eyes and smiled, using her hands to play with her breasts. Her legs came up to wrap around my back, encouraging me to thrust in as far as I could.

We could have done that for two minutes or ten, I lost track of time, but at some point I could feel myself about to come. Isabel felt it too. She snapped her eyes open and locked them with mine and said “Cum in me, stud. Take your wife. I’m close too”. She accentuated this by bucking her hips. I gripped her ass like I was going to die and started pounding her literally as fast as I could. It didn’t last long. She arched her back and clamped down on my cock, and I came immediately after, in what was probably the most intense orgasm of my life up until that point. I seemed to lose control of my body and I saw stars in my eyes as I emptied my aching nuts into her for five long shots, then ten, then fifteen. It seemed interminable. Under me, Isabel was almost screaming as her hips jerked wildly. I still held her hips to mine in a vice grip, wanting to empty every last drop in her as she insisted.

We collapsed on each other and laid there for several minutes, recovering from such an unusually intense lovemaking session, while my sperm leaked out of her onto the bed. We were both drenched in sweat. Finally I rolled off her, dislodging my softening penis. We kissed and basked in the afterglow together.

Isabel was the first to say something.

“Your dick felt bigger.”

“What, really?”

“Yup. I’ve never felt it that hard. Did you take viagra or something?”

“Well, no, I just woke up with a fierce woodie, and you were looking so sexy, sorr-“

“No, no, don’t apologize! I was really horny too. Still am, as a matter of fact.” She looked down at my limp member and back up at me naughtily.

I chuckled. “Well, I could go for another round, but it’s gonna be a few more minutes.”

She smiled playfully and pressed her naked body onto mine. I could feel her nipples against my side like two warm pieces of steel. She draped her hand across my body and started tracing circles in my chest hair.

“I don’t mind,” she said, and then kissed me passionately. We made out for a few minutes, and she slipped her hand down to my dick, which was rapidly regaining its stiffness. Once she started jerking it she broke off the kiss and said excitedly, “it *is* bigger!!”

“What?”

“I really mean it! Your dick is bigger than it was last time we had sex. I would say like, at least an inch longer, and thicker.”

I looked down at my dick. Sure enough, more of it stuck out from her hand than would have in the past, and it did look thicker too. Isabel sat up to examine it closer.

“What the hell did you do? Don’t tell me you used a pump or something…”

“No! I thought my dick was fine before! I don’t know how the hell this happened.” I had a respectable 7-inch dick, and Isabel always said it was the biggest she’d ever had.

“Hmph.”

As she bent down to give my dick a closer look, I noticed something else.

“Um, Isabel, your boobs got bigger too.”

She looked at me with surprise and then looked down at her boobs, which stood high and proud on her chest but had definitely gotten bigger since last night. She hefted them with her hands, and sure enough, while earlier they were small but respectable lady-bumps, they now filled her hands completely. “Huh, so they have. This is weird.”

We abandoned sex in favor of documenting extensively what had changed about out bodies. Isabel, ever the analytical one, noticed many things that I didn’t and kept detailed notes.

Most of it was minor. Besides the aforementioned dick and boobs, my balls were also a little bigger, and Isabel’s hips were a little wider. Both of us had gained a some muscle and my gut had shrunk, even after the large omelette I had had earlier that morning. My small bald spot had filled in and overall both of us had more body hair – Isabel had shaved her armpits just two days prior, but there were already muglalisahidi.com tufts of wispy black hair in there. My back also wasn’t hurting any more. Overall we felt, and looked, better than we ever had. My penis was now almost nine inches long and six inches around when it was hard, and we couldn’t quite get it all the way soft to measure that. Isabel estimated that her tits would now need a “C” cup bra but she wasn’t sure. I had gained a few inches in height to reach 6’0″, she remained 5’7″

Once we ran out of things to analyze, we both realized we were famished(her more than me) and we ate practically half the pantry. After our feast, we sat around the kitchen table letting the food digest. Her smell, which I had managed to put out of my mind while we measured and ate, came back at me with full force, and I felt my seemingly eternal half-mast rise to the status of a full erection. Isabel seemed to feel it too, her nostrils flared and she began shifting in her seat, rubbing her thighs together. We hadn’t put on clothes all day and her fantastic tits were in full view. As I stared at her, and she stared at me, she brought her hand up to start playing with her right breast, while her other hand snaked down between her legs, which she parted. The scent increased until it was overwhelming, but I sat fixated on my wife as she gyrated her hips and rubbed her nipples gently with her hand.

She was watching my reaction and she smiled mischievously and bit her lip. My bloated balls ached like I hadn’t unloaded in weeks, although in reality it was only a couple hours. A trickle of precum emerged from my steely member. But still I just watched, hypnotized by my wife pleasuring herself.

After a little bit she got really into it. She was grunting and moaning, shoving three fingers in her pussy. Her skin shone with a glossy sheen of sweat. She broke eye contact to throw her head back and somehow the spell was broken, and I got up. My cock was pulsing with need as I strode over to her chair and said “stand up.”

She opened her eyes to look in mine, then complied instantly. I quickly kicked away the chair and bent her down over the table, lining up my cock with her sopping entrance. I gripped her handle-like hips and shoved my rod into her body all at once. She shuddered and moaned, and her legs shook but held. I began pounding her even harder than before, and she began moaning even louder. She would tense up every ten or twenty seconds, and I noticed that her back muscles were much more defined than they used to be, and her ass looked amazing from this angle. I reached out to pull on her hair while I reamed her pussy from behind, she screamed but it was quickly cut off by orgasmic groans as she shuddered again. I was glad that we had our own house with thick walls.

Finally it was my turn to come, I felt my huge balls tense up as I started shooting hot cum into her. This time I didn’t stay buried, instead I pulled out after the first few shots. She slumped over on the table and shuddered again while sperm rocketed out of the tip of my penis and arced across her to land on the table. I aimed my dick down at her just in time for the next one, which splattered all across her back. This orgasm too seemed to last forever, and by the time it was over her entire back was painted with thick, sticky cum. It looked like enough sperm for five pent-up guys.

After recovering, I got a towel and wiped off Isabel’s back and the table. The room reeked of sex and jizz, but all that really mattered to me was her smell. It seemed even stronger than before, and although I had just had another earth-shattering orgasm I remained aroused, with a partially hard dick. Isabel suggested we put on clothes so we wouldn’t constantly have sex, but it didn’t work too well. None of our clothes fit properly, in particular all of my pants except my old sweatpants were uncomfortable and it was impossible to hide my obscene bulge. Isabel could fare a little better, but she still looked(and smelled) smoking in anything she wore. Nonetheless we managed to keep our hands off each other long enough to formulate a plan for surviving the weekend while sitting on the couch.

“Clearly, we’re gonna need to see a doctor. This isn’t normal, even if it feels so good.”

I nodded.

“But after we see the doctor, we’re probably gonna fuck like wild animals the rest of the weekend. And we’re gonna be hungry. So we’re gonna need supplies. And we’re gonna need new clothes. And I don’t know about you but I don’t want to be in public for very long.”

I nodded again, noticing the way her nipples poked out of her T shirt.

“So, here’s the plan. I go clothes shopping, you go grocery shopping. Just fill up the cart with whatever you feel like. I’ll get you some bigger pants and shirts and me some bigger bras… probably like three sizes, just in case we grow more… OH you cheeky bastard!”

I had begun groping her breasts absentmindedly. But I nodded to make it clear that I understood. She smiled, obviously annoyed but loving the attention. She thrust out her chest subtly into my hands.

“Mmm, now, once we’re done here, I’m going to call the doctor while you shower, and then you’re going to clean up while I shower, and then we’re going to get in the car and go to the doctor. Got it?” While she was saying this, she extracted my hard cock from my pants and began stroking it.

“Got it” I said, right before going in for a kiss.

Of course we started fucking, but this time it didn’t feel as urgent as the last time. This time it felt like we were just having fun. We giggled and kissed as I pushed her down on to the couch. She wriggled under me, rubbing her damp shorts against my cock playfully. When we finally separated our lips I moved to pull up her shirt, but I got distracted by her revealed tits and she got her arms stuck above her head. She laughed and wriggled more, trying to get the shirt off as I licked and sucked her nipples. Finally she extricated herself from her cotton prison, and I was already starting to pull down her shorts. She’d barely had them on for fifteen minutes, and already the crotch was soaked.

“We’re gonna need to put a pad down there or something if you’re going to look respectable in public,” I said, grinning at her.

She smiled back and started playing with her tits. “Hmm, yeah, but for now I think you’re going to have to take care of it the old fashioned way.”

I needed no other encouragement, and after she kicked away her shorts I moved in between her legs to start licking her opening. It was slick and a little puffy, and her pubic hair was noticeably bushier as well. Her scent was overwhelming down there. I probed her gently with my tongue, and moved up my arms to hold her waist in place. If the rest of the day was any indication, she could very easily break my nose while I was down there.

My technique is nothing amazing. I started out slow, just licking up and down the labia and occasionally brushing her clit to gauge her reaction. She certainly reacted more than usual, giggling a little bit, but didn’t seem overstimulated. Once I got an idea of how her new and improved body would react, I started circling her clit more and more. Suddenly she groaned and clenched her legs together, totally blocking off my hearing and most of my sight. My face was pushed into her bush, all I could smell, see, hear, or even think about, was her. I continued pushing my tongue into her lower lips and partly into her vagina, while occasionally flicking up to her clitoris. I could dimly hear her groaning much louder, and I could feel her pussy twitching in anticipation. I’d barely been doing this for ten minutes and she was already close to coming! Come to think of it, I was on a hair trigger too. I kept going, and soon enough she clenched my head so hard I could barely breathe as her hips bucked into my mouth and she came on my face. I didn’t stop though, I just kept licking her clit while she howled. Eventually I sensed that she was now overstimulated and backed off, her legs relaxed and she ran her hands through my hair as she recovered her wits.

When I pulled my head out from between her legs, my face drenched in her juices, I saw that her eyes were half-lidded and her face was red. Her body was limp. She stared at me like she was drunk. I sat up on my haunches and she slowly opened her legs up wide to present herself to me. She didn’t speak but I could see she was still pleading for more.

I lined up and pushed my angry purple cockhead into her snatch. I was already about to blow, and her pussy was already well lubricated, so I wasted no time starting to pump all the way into her. She opened her mouth silently and her eyes rolled upwards. I didn’t last long at all, after probably less than a minute of jackhammer-like pounding I filled up her pussy with cum. I held in my dick all the way and pretty soon excess cum was pushed out of her and pooled on the couch below us. I probably came at least two whole cups of thick, sticky sperm into her belly as she lay there limp. Finally, when it was over, she moved her head to look into my eyes and weakly brought her hand up to stroke my face. I panted and looked into her eyes, feeling the same love-drunk stupor she was in.

It took a while for us to separate after that one. We lazily made out on the couch, with my dick still embedded in her, for probably twenty minutes. Finally I pulled out with a *schlick* and went over to take a shower. My dick was still hard when I pulled it out, but it finally went all the way down while I was in the shower.

Soon enough the messes were cleaned up and we were ready to go. Thankfully, once we showered our smells abated somewhat, and we could think more clearly. Isabel wore a chaste dress and a hoodie despite the warm day outside, and two pads under her panties to control her over-active pussy. I wore a huge shirt and compression shorts under some sweatpants, it was painfully tight but at least it would hopefully prevent me from getting an erection. We got in the car and rolled all the windows down. I was actually pretty worried now, as we drove to the doctors’ office, both of us silently wondering what the hell was happening.

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I was horny, as usual, and had some free time. I decided to stop by one of the local adult book stores and drop a few tokens in the peep booth. This particular store has the “buddy” windows. If you wish, once you have put in a token, you can press the buddy window button and if the person on the other side does the same, a white screen opens up so you both can see into the other person’s booth. Being a latent bisexual male, I like to watch other guys stroke their hard cocks while watching a little porno movie.

On this particular visit, I walked back into the video area and noticed that the center booth (of three in a row) was occupied. There were only a few other guys there, so I went into an adjoining booth. I dropped my token into the box and pressed the buddy button. Although not the first time, but whenever there is a male and female in the same booth, it is unusual. An attractive woman was sitting on the bench with her hand stroking a tall man’s hard cock. Very interesting I thought. I immediately unzipped and pulled out my growing dick. She moved her hand and the cock she was stroking like she was offering it to me. Once she saw my now hard cock, she wiggled her finger at me, inviting me over. No brainer here. I nodded OK and left my booth.

They unlocked their door for me and I slipped in, locking the door behind me. These booths are oversized, so three could fit in nicely. We nodded hello without speaking. I looked at the movie they had on, a gay flick. Probably to attract a gay guy over. I took off my glasses and looked down at his cock. Nice cut one. They both were dresses nice, in their 50’s and appeared to be professional people. This made me feel better. She again offered his cock to me and I immediately knelt down in front of him. He said she gets turned on watching. Figured that out already. OK, so she gets turned on by watching, I am going to give her a “really big show.” I positioned myself so gaziantep escort she had a clear view of what I was going to do and as soon as I slowly put my hand on his cock, she started moaning. I started licking all around and up and down his shaft, flicking my tongue on the sensitive underside of the head. I slide my tongue down to his balls and lightly licked and sucked them. I could feel his approval as his cock was really swelling up now. I slowly lower my mouth down his cock until I had all of him down to the balls. I ran my tongue down the underside of his shaft and licked his balls again. Another moan from her and his cock jumped in my hot mouth. This wasn’t going to be some quickie. I like slow sex and I was glad she was enjoying the show.

Now she thinks I am gay. Another moan from her when, while I am slowly sucking this beautiful cock, I place my left hand on her leg. She was wearing slacks and I began gently squeezing her leg and running my hand in small circles. I inched my way up her leg to her thigh then to her hot covered pussy. Even through her pants, I could feel the heat and dampness. I lifted my head off his cock and looked at her. I said I enjoy eating pussy as much as I do sucking cock. Another moan. Damn I was not believing this. Never has this happened to me before. An actual fantasy coming true! And me, you bet. I was a hard as a piece of steel. But that was OK since I like to give pleasure. (I think I would make a great sex slave.)

I had to stand up by now to give my knees a break. He told her to lower her top which she did with his help. Nice large breasts with very hard nipples. I licked each and ran my tongue around each. Another moan. But I wanted her pussy and since this wasn’t a hotel room, we did have some sense of time to consider. I knelt down again and she lower her slacks. I slide his cock into my mouth a few more times then turned my attention to her. She kind babelan.net of half stood, half sat, pushing her pussy out to me. Man was it tasty and WET. I went crazy and nothing else existed. The next thing I actually remember, she was lifting my head up, my face all covered with her juices and she gave me a big smile and showed me four fingers. She had cum four times.

I stood up and she looked at my hard cock then at her husband (I found out later they were married) for approval. He nodded his OK and she slide on the bench to me. She was totally turned on and started licking all over my cock, balls and you could tell she was loving it. You can tell when someone loves to suck cock or is just going through the mechanics. She was going slow, but I was extremely worked up by now. She was deep throating me with those wet soft lips and tongue, I didn’t have a chance. I felt my hot cum starting to boil over and I softly said I was going to cum to give her a chance to back away or whatever. Instead of letting go of my cock, she gripped both of her hands on my ass and pulled me in to her. All right I thought, she wants me to cum in her sweat mouth and here it cums. I tried to keep my moans a quiet as possible, but when I cum, it takes my whole body. I shot hard into her hot mouth, no dribble this time. And again and again I shot. When I was slowing down, she also slowed down and was gently sucking and licking my cock. That is when I realized she had swallowed my big hot load. That was very special to me and somehow it created a bond between us. Sure I didn’t even know her name at that time, but it was there. She continued licking my cock, making sure it all the cum was cleaned off my cock. And again, she moaned and licked her lips.

Now, her husband was still standing there and had obviously watched this entire, extremely hot show. I knelt down in front of him and looked at her. She moaned again, but it was his turn now. And he was READY! No teasing now. I went straight down on his very hard cock and I let him know I wanted him to cum. Long, strong strokes into my hot wet mouth then he started moaning. Before I could prepare myself to take his cum and hold it in my mouth (so I could spit it out when he was done), he hit the back of my throat with a massive bolt. It was a reflex, I swallowed without any control. He kept cumming and I decided that since I had already swallowed his first shot, I might as well swallow the rest of it. That was my first time at swallowing another man’s cum. It tasted very good and before I let it slide down my throat, I played with it with my tongue, feeling the texture and aroma. Damn I love hot cum! I slowed my pace down and knowing how good it feels to stay in a warm place (pussy or mouth) after you cum, just let him rest in there and gently but firmly sucked out all that he had. I licked him clean, all this time continuing with the show for her. She could tell when he started to cum and she was moaning. I am not sure, but I think she was playing with herself then too. We were sweating now and the booth was very warm. We asked for numbers to reach each other and I said I had some paper in my van.

We left the booth and store. She got into their car and he walked with me to my van. We started talking and he told me she enjoyed that very much, as did he. Now I could see them more clearly and they were very nice and distinguished looking people. I talked with him some more and we walked over to their car. She was flushed and had a big smile on her face. She gave me a thumbs up several times. She said I was helping them with one of her fantasies, watching her husband with another man, but when I told her I liked to eat pussy as much, she said she thought that was just too perfect. We exchanged numbers and I found out they live near the coast. I travel in the state and the next time I am near their area, we will be getting together again. This time in a hotel, with a king sized bed and more time. We stay in touch through email for now. Part II will follow our next visit.

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Sunday morning dawned bright and sunny. It had been a wonderful weekend, Mrs. Johnson thought as she watched Robert’s car drive off down the street, carrying him back to college after all too short a visit. She thought back wistfully on the events of Friday, Saturday and this morning.

Friday night she’d been seduced by her two children who, as she later found out, had been sexually involved with each other off and on (due to Robert’s college schedule) for about 4 months. The exact events of that evening were somewhat blurry. All she knew for sure was that everybody had fucked everybody before they all passed out together. They awoke the next morning in her bed, but she didn’t remember ever leaving the living room.

Saturday was spent at home together, mostly making love. But Saturday was different than Friday. As fiery and intense as Friday was, Saturday was slow and easy.

And the first performance of the play was a big success. Kristin did very well, as did her friends, Becky and Billy. The cast had gone out afterwards to celebrate, leaving Carol home alone with her son, Robert. They made love together slowly, and when Kristin got home, they did it some more.

Sunday morning came all too soon. They didn’t make love that morning, preferring instead to snuggle together in bed. When they finally got up, Kristin was busy preparing for the two o’clock performance of the play and Robert was busy packing.

And now he was gone, and Kristin’s and her life would go back to their new normal.

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They arrived at the school at one o’clock. Kristin was busy getting into her costume while Carol kept busy with last minute details. When it got close to curtain time, Carol left the stage area and took a seat in the audience.

Shortly after that, a woman sat down next to her. Carol looked over. “Oh, hi Miss Martin,” Carol said, recognizing Kristin’s English teacher.

“Hi, Mrs. Johnson,” she said. “Please, call me Sandy. I thought you’d be backstage helping out this afternoon.”

“Nope. After all the work we did, I wanted to actually see the play at least once,” she said. “They’ll just have to make do without me.”

They sat quietly for a couple of moments. “You know,” Sandy said softly, breaking the silence. “I was working late a couple of weeks ago. I left through the back door, you know, the one by the production conference room, shortly after rehearsal was over.”

“Oh?” Carol said, not sure why she was telling her this. And then it hit her. “Ohhhh.” Unless she missed her guess, Sandy had seen her with Becky at least, and possibly even with Kristin.

When Sandy spoke again, it was almost a whisper. “I saw you and Becky together,” she said.

Carol sat quietly for a moment, stunned. When she’d gathered herself enough to talk calmly, she asked, “so what are you going to do?”

“I’m not sure,” Sandy answered, looking into Carol’s eyes. “It was really quite a show, you know. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. I was kind of hoping we could get together sometime and discuss it.”

Discuss it, Carol thought. What was there to discuss? She was either going to turn them in, or she wasn’t. And then the light went on. Or, she thought, she was turned on by what she saw.

Well, if that’s what she wanted . . . “I think that can be arranged,” Carol smiled. “Would tonight be okay with you?”

Sandy hesitated briefly before responding. “Sure. That would be fine,” she said. “When and where?”

“Seven o’clock at my place. I’ll write down the address for you.” She quickly took out a pen and paper and jotted down the address. “Here,” she said as she handed her the note. “And don’t be late.”

Sandy took the note, her hand obviously shaking. “What about your daughter?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about Kristin,” Carol answered. “I’ll take care of her.

Without a further word, Sandy rose from her seat and stepped into the aisle. Carol watched her as she stumbled up the steps and out of the auditorium. Hmmm, she thought. This might turn out okay, after all.

* * *

It was nearly seven o’clock. Becky looked around, making sure everything was ready, the lights slightly dimmed, the music on, soft and romantic. She wore a navy blue jogging suit with a zip up front covering her braless breasts, and an elastic waistband on the pants to ensure their quick removal.

Carol Johnson had pulled her aside after the play ended, telling her about her encounter with Sandy Martin and about the planned rendezvous that evening. Carol had been convinced that it was not just the lesbian sex that had turned Miss Martin on. She was certain that Sandy had been turned on seeing an older woman dominated by a student. For both of their sakes, they agreed that it was important for Becky to give Miss Martin exactly what she wanted.

To describe the 38 year old Sandy Martin as beautiful would be an exaggeration, but she did manage to turn a man’s head now and then. Although edirne escort she carried the few extra pounds that always seemed to come with age, she had managed to keep her body in pretty good shape. She was 5’8” with nice breasts, albeit somewhat on the small side, and brunette hair that curled down just to her neck. Her best feature was her ass, still firm and shapely, unyielding to age.

At seven o’clock sharp, the doorbell rang. Becky took a deep breath and opened the door. “Hi, Miss Martin,” she burst out merrily. “Come on in.”

Miss Martin hesitated, confused. The last person she expected, or wanted, to see was Becky. But she couldn’t just leave, could she? How would that look?

Becky could sense her confusion. “Oh, Mrs. Johnson told me she was expecting you. Please come in.”

Becky stepped aside as Miss Martin entered the house. Stepping behind her, she placed one hand on the older woman’s shoulder. She jumped noticeably. “A little nervous tonight, Miss Martin?” she asked as she set her other hand on her shoulder.

Sandy took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. “Where’s Mrs. Johnson?” she asked, stepping out of the younger woman’s hands and turning to face her.

“She’s gone for the evening,” Becky exclaimed. “But she left you something.”

Sandy hesitated momentarily, uncertainty crowding her thoughts. “Oh,” she said. “What could that be?”

Becky looked deeply into Miss Martin’s eyes. “Me,” she said.

Sandy gasped and moved a couple steps back from her student, as her purse slipped accidentally to the floor. “What do you mean?” she managed to ask.

“You know exactly what I mean, Miss Martin, don’t you?”

Sandy Martin had happened upon Becky and Carol that evening innocently enough. What she saw, however, was anything but innocent. It had been so arousing, in fact, that before she realized what she was doing, she’d lifted up her skirt and was rubbing her pussy through her panties. She found herself unable to tear herself away, unable to turn her back on the intoxicating sight before her; until she heard someone coming. At that point she quickly gathered herself, hurried around the corner and exited through the back door.

Later, unable to deny her arousal, she convinced herself that it was the sight of two women making love that had aroused her so. Since that night, what she saw and what she felt had consumed her thoughts, consumed them to the point that she finally had to act.

And that brought her to Mrs. Johnson earlier that day. She’d approached her as delicately as she could, hoping that, somehow, they would wind up together. And it had appeared as if it would work. Until now.

What Sandy saw in her mind now was not her making sweet tender love to Carol Johnson, as she had hoped, it was Carol Johnson lying on her back, arms pinned to her sides, helpless, as Becky stood over her, taking whatever liberties with her body she wanted. And she found herself wishing that she was Carol Johnson.

Miss Martin lowered her eyes, unable to hold Becky’s gaze. She shook her head, no, unable to make words come out of her mouth.

“Come now, Miss Martin. I know you saw Mrs. Johnson and me making love. Did you like what you saw?”

The older woman just stood there, unable to answer, unable to move.

“I asked you a question,” Becky said, raising her voice slightly. “Did you like what you saw?”

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Sandy nodded her head.

“That’s better, but I still couldn’t hear you. We’ll try it one more time. Did you like what you saw?”

“Yes,” Miss Martin answered meekly.

“Okay, that was much better. Now come over here,” she said.

Again, Miss Martin froze as her internal struggles reasserted themselves. This was a girl 20 years her junior, a student of hers. If she went any further, she could lose her job, not to mention her reputation. And yet, she was as aroused as she’d ever been before. She wanted nothing more than to give herself completely to this young woman.

In the end, lust won out, and she slowly covered the short distance between them, stopping 2 feet in front of the younger woman.

Becky reached out and lifted the other’s chin until their eyes met. “Very good, Miss Martin,” Becky said as she stroked her hair, her cheek, and her neck. Keeping her right hand in contact with Miss Martin, Becky walked slowly around, stopping when she was fully behind her.

She stepped up close, pressing her body against her teacher’s backside. Holding Sandy’s arms, she leaned over and nibbled gently on her earlobe, before moving lower to plant soft, tender kisses on her neck and shoulder. “You were hoping to make soft, tender love to Carol tonight, weren’t you?”

Sandy nodded her head slowly. “Yes,” she replied.

“Are you disappointed with how things are turning out?”

“No, I’m not sorry,” she answered. Her voice was shaky and barely audible, but what she said spoke volumes about her current state of arousal.

Becky reached cansoc.org around and grabbed her teacher’s breasts, kneading them gently through her blouse and bra, as Sandy let out a soft shriek. “If you’re good, they’ll be time for soft, tender love later,” Becky whispered in her ear. “But first, I need to make sure you realize who’s in control here. You understand that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she answered.

Becky continued massaging the older woman’s breasts. “From now on, I think you should refer to me as either Miss Becky or Ma’am when we speak. Don’t you agree?

There was no hesitation at all. “Yes, Miss Becky.”

“Very good, Sandy,” Becky said. “I think you’re coming along just fine.” She lowered her hands to Sandy’s skirt, unsnapping the button and sliding down the zipper that held it up, then pushing the garment to the floor. Without waiting for instructions, Sandy quickly stepped out of the skirt and kicked it aside.

Reaching up to the top of Sandy’s blouse, Becky slowly unbuttoned the top button and moved down to the next. Slowly, she repeated the process until the blouse was completely open. She stepped back slightly, sliding the blouse off her shoulders as she went and cast it aside. Taking the back of her bra in her fingers, she released the clasp, leaving the bra dangling loosely between Sandy’s arms and sides. Slowly, sensuously, Becky ran her fingernails across her teacher’s back, before gently massaging her shoulders and neck. Moving slowly, her hands made their way down her shoulders to her arms, taking the bra straps with them. They then moved onto Sandy’s upper chest, sliding downward until they engulfed her breasts, now only loosely covered by her bra.

Sandy moaned softly as Becky caressed her smallish breasts, leaning backwards, pressing herself against her. And then the bra was gone, sliding off her arms and onto the floor, unneeded and unwanted. She felt herself shiver, feeling hands running lightly over her chest and stomach, feeling lips nibbling gently on her ear, and covering her shoulders with tender kisses.

She felt her panties, already soaked with her juices, being pulled down her legs as Becky knelt behind her. When they reached the floor, they, too, were discarded, along with her shoes.

And there she was, naked at last, standing before a fully dressed young woman 20 years her junior. And at that moment, whatever lingering doubts she had were vanquished. She was completely under this young woman’s spell, and she knew she would do whatever she demanded.

She felt hands touch her buttocks, massaging her cheeks tenderly. “Bend over,” Becky instructed, voice slightly raised. Sandy knew it was not a request.

As she bent over, she could feel the excitement spreading across her body. Never before had anybody, not man, not woman, examined her ass hole closely. And her she was willingly, eagerly, opening herself up to Becky. Slowly, she moved her hand towards her pussy.

SLAP!

“What do you think you’re doing?” Becky asked. Sandy gasped loudly, the force from Becky’s blow to her ass so strong she was barely able to keep her balance.

“Please Miss Becky, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything wrong, Miss Becky.”

“I didn’t say that you could touch yourself, did I?”

“No, Miss Becky. I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“But you know now, don’t you?”

“Yes, Miss Becky.”

“Good. Now bend over again and spread your legs.” Quickly, Miss Martin obeyed, resting her hands on her knees to support herself.

And then, for the first time in her life, Sandy felt another woman’s fingers touching her pussy, lightly stroking her outer lips, and then diving deep into her womanhood. The fingers lingered in her pussy for a while, moving gently in, then out, circling around and around, until she was moaning noticeably, barely able to stay upright on her wobbling knees.

And then the fingers withdrew from her pussy, only to travel the short distance to her ass, where first one finger forced it’s way in and circled the inside of her dark hole before a second finger joined it. Sandy arched her back towards Miss Becky, frantically seeking more of this new found pleasure.

All too soon, the fingers withdrew. But almost before she could cry out, they were replaced by Becky’s tongue, circling the dark, outer rim before plunging into the dark depths. Sandy nearly jumped off the floor at this sudden intrusion as she felt her body’s excitement growing.

And then it stopped. She heard Becky rising to her feet and watched her move to the coffee table, quickly shoving the magazines to the floor. “Lay down on this,” Becky demanded. “On your back.”

Sandy obeyed as fast as her wobbly knees would allow, gasping at the feel of cold wood against her bare skin. Becky stood above her, circling her slowly, examining her chest as it heaved in excitement, and her womanhood as it lay spread open beneath her.

Becky knelt beside the older woman and leaned her mouth to Sandy’s. There was no hesitation on Sandy’s part as she eagerly opened her mouth to accept the tongue that had only moments before been delving inside her darkest hole. Then, without releasing the kiss, Becky moved her right hand to Sandy’s clit.

When the fingers slid onto her clit, Sandy jumped, arching herself toward the pleasuring digits. She thrashed wildly on the table as Becky moved from her love button to her slit, quickly ramming three fingers deep into the wanton pussy, then pulling them out, then ramming them in again.

Without warning, Becky broke off the kiss and withdrew her hand, leaving Sandy desperate while she quickly relocated to the end of the table. Spreading her teacher’s pussy wide, she lowered her mouth to the engorged clit, sucking it and stroking it with her tongue.

As Becky continued working her clit, Sandy grabbed her tits with her hands, squeezing them, mashing them roughly into her chest as gasped.

“Oh shit, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Sandy screamed as she thrashed beneath her lover, her dominator. Her body shook wildly as she came, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Sandy sensed, rather than felt, her lover withdraw from her. When her eyes were able to focus, she saw Becky sitting in the middle of the sofa, still fully dressed. “Lie there and rest for a bit,” Becky said. “When you’re ready, come sit by me.”

Sandy lay there, gathering herself, aware that her entire body was laid bare in front of her student. After several minutes, Sandy sat up and moved to the sofa.

“Miss Becky,” she started. “May I undress you, now?”

“Not just yet,” Becky responded. “Not just yet.” She reached her hand behind Sandy’s head and pulled her around, where their lips met. This time, however, their kiss was tender, sensuous. But then Becky pushed her face away slightly. “Bend over my knee,” she whispered.

Sandy looked into her eyes, hesitating only a second, before laying herself across her lover’s knees, her ass sticking out invitingly before Becky’s right hand. “Miss Becky, did I do something wrong?” she asked meekly.

“You grabbed your tits after I told you not to play with yourself without permission, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Miss Becky,” she answered, lowering her head.

Becky placed both hands on her back, massaging and kneading her, then gently tracing her fingers over her back side. Sandy moaned, forgetting, for the moment, what was coming. Becky then slipped two fingers into Sandy’s pussy, slowly easing them in, then out, gently circling the outer lips.

WHACK!

Sandy jumped as the fingers withdrew suddenly, only to be replaced by the flat of her hand as it slapped her buttocks hard, yet not really damaging her. She gasped as the hand withdrew again, and gritted her teeth in anticipation of the blow that was sure to follow.

WHACK!

She jumped as the second blow struck home, slightly harder than the first. And then she felt the fingers slide gently back into her pussy.

“What do you think, girls?” Becky asked. Sandy gasped loudly and looked up. There, by the hallway which led to the bedrooms, stood Carol Johnson and her daughter Kristin, with arms wrapped around each other’s waists. They were looking intently at the scene before them.

“Most impressive, Becky,” Kristin said. “I think she’ll be a lot of fun.”

“She looks very hot, Ma’am,” Carol said. “I think she wants you to finish what you were doing.”

All while they were talking, Becky continued working on Sandy’s pussy. She thrust harder now, as Sandy again dropped her head in submission, moaning as the pleasure began to build.

WHACK!

The fingers quickly withdrew from her pussy, only to be replaced with the palm of her hand as it once again assaulted her ass, then replaced again by the fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.

WHACK! The process repeated itself.

WHACK! Again.

WHACK! And again.

Sandy gasped, her body jerking on Becky’s lap as her orgasm hit her. She heard herself scream as she shoved her pussy towards the hand that was bringing her such pleasure/pain.

When it passed, she looked up. Kristin and Carol were still there, watching. As she watched, Kristin turned her mother towards her and slipped the robe over her shoulders. Gently, she took her naked mother in her arms, and their lips locked in a deep, passionate kiss. They broke the kiss. “Come with me, slut,” Kristin said to her mother. She turned to Sandy before leaving. “We’ll be seeing you later,” she smiled.

Sandy watched, jaw open, as mother and daughter departed. “And you,” she heard Becky say to her. “You come with me to the guest room. It’s time for you to make love to me, now.”

* * *

Sandy and Becky spent the remainder of the evening together in the guest room. Kristin and Carol paid them a visit during the night, getting to know Sandy a little more intimately.

Somehow, they managed to get Sandy up in time to get home, shower and dress, and still get to school in time. Needless to say, Kristin and Becky enjoyed a renewed interest in third hour English.

* * * * * * *

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Chapter 1. Talking Kim into letting me post her photos online

Why do I want to watch other men fucking my hot wife? I suppose the answer is a bit complicated. As an only child, I grew up with plenty of privacy in which to masturbate, so I did, frequently, from the first moment I discovered “coming” that day in the bathtub somewhere around age 10 or so. From then on I jerked off whenever I could, especially after the second most formative discovery of my youth… pornography. The day I first managed to enhance my jerking off with pornography I was hooked on the combination. I love both… jerking off and reading and viewing pornography while doing it. Fortunately for me, my current wife shares my appreciation of “adult videos.” So my desire to turn her into my very own personal porn star seemed like a natural extension of the kind of pleasure one could obtain from yet another move up (or down, depending upon one’s perspective) the path to greater sexual excitement. So I began my campaign to turn my hot wife into a TRUE hot wife… a wife who would really suck and fuck other cocks for me, not just fantasize with me about it.

My crusade began simply enough with the purchase of a thin, gold anklet. When I gave it to Kimmy I told her it was to advertise to others that she was a wife who let men other than her husband fuck her. She said she’d never heard that before, telling me she thought it was my vivid imagination running wild again.

“But you’ll wear it for me anyway, right, my love?” I grinned.

She paused for a moment, looking at the anklet, and then said, “If what you say is true would you really still want me to wear this?”

“Yes. I would,” I said.

“But you’d never REALLY want me to be a slut wife… would you?” she asked.

“Actually, I really would,” I replied, my cock throbbing, balls tingling.

Again she paused before saying anything. Then she took the anklet, leaned down, and put it on. “I don’t really believe this is anything other than just a piece of jewelry, but if it makes you happy to think it’s advertising that I’m a slut wife I’ll wear it for you,” she said.

“Thank you, baby. I’m going to love other men seeing it on you, knowing what it symbolizes,” I said.

“In your dreams,” she laughed.

“But if it is true… what others are saying about women who wear anklets… you’d still wear it for me, right?”

She stared at me for a moment, then said, “Yes, I suppose I would if it would excite you. As long as you don’t expect me to let other guys fuck me just because I’m wearing this thing.”

“But would you at least think about that, baby? Think about how exciting it would be to let other men fuck you, knowing it would excite me as well?”

“Why, Rob? Why would you want your wife to fuck other men? Don’t you love me?” she asked.

“Of course I love you. You know that. And you also know how proud I am of you, and of your body. I saw the photos your ex took of you, posing for him in that hot lingerie, masturbating for him in those old Polaroids… sucking his cock like you suck mine. And now that we’re in the ‘Digital Age’ I want to take photos of you like that, too. I think it’s only fair you pose for me like you did for him, don’t you? You tell me you love me more than you did him, so if you did it for him won’t you do it for me as well?” I pleaded.

“What would you do with them, Rob? I know the kind of sites you visit online. All those wife sharing sites. I hope you don’t think I’d ever let you post some of me on those sites… do you?”

“Let me just take the photos first, and then we’ll figure out what to do with them,” I said, leading her toward our bedroom.

“You can’t show them to anyone, like my asshole ex-husband did,” she said, walking with me.

“He did?” I asked, grinning.

“Yes! I found them in his fucking briefcase after he told me he got rid of them,” Kim said. “So I know he showed them to some of his buddies, the lying bastard.”

“How did it make you feel after you found out what he did?”

“I was PISSED! And I felt betrayed, because he had lied to me,” Kim said.

“But wasn’t it also just a little bit exciting to you… knowing friends of yours had seen your naked tits, your pussy… seeing photos of you masturbating for the camera? Didn’t that at least excite you a little?” I asked.

She thought about my question for a moment, then said, “Well… I guess there were a few times when we’d be around one of Joe’s friends who thinking back on it I suppose from the way he grinned at me he probably HAD seen those photos of me, and yeah, in retrospect I guess I did feel a little aroused over it. I mean, after all I DID pose for them, and it was exciting. But I didn’t expect anyone other than my husband to actually SEE the photos. And a couple of our male friends DID say things to me that later made me suspect they had seen the photos. And from the way they looked at me and from what they were saying it was pretty clear they wanted to fuck me. Sometimes I’d be dancing with one of them manisa escort and the guy would press into me and say something like, ‘you know, Kim, I bet you’re VERY photogenic,’ or the guy would ask me if I’d ever done any ‘lingerie modeling’ or something like that, and I would feel the guy’s cock getting hard.”

“Didn’t that excite you? To suspect the guy had seen sexy, naked photos of you and to feel his cock getting hard in your crotch?” I asked.

“Well their cocks getting hard and pressing against me sure as fuck was exciting. I admit that. And of course I didn’t know about it then… that Joe had maybe shared the photos with these men. Later, AFTER I’d found the photos in his briefcase when something like that happened, when one of these guys would be dancing with me and get a little hard and say something like that to me about me modeling or something, then yeah, frankly it did excite me a little. I mean, dancing with a friend of ours who I was pretty sure had seen my naked photos, and not just NAKED photos… as you’ve seen, these were Polaroids of me with my fucking hand in my panties playing with my pussy. So yeah, having one of our friends saying things to me like that did make me feel pretty sure he’d seen the photos… and I guess it did excite me, especially when the guy would push his erection into my crotch while we danced. And a few times I must admit I pushed back, too. But I thought I loved my husband back then, so I didn’t do anything to further encourage any of these guys.”

“What if Joe had WANTED you to fuck some of his buddies? Would you have done it?”

“I don’t know. That never happened, so I can’t say,” Kim said. “Why are you asking me all these questions anyway, baby?”

“Well… you told me you had a few threesomes back when you were between marriages, and that you enjoyed them, right? And you did suck that guy off in that swing club that night, right? So why won’t you at least think about doing some stuff like that with me now?”

“I was young and wild in those days, and horny all the time. I’d just gotten out of a bad marriage and I guess I wanted to make up for lost time or something. So I fucked and sucked a lot of cocks in those days,” Kim admitted. I knew she had, because she knew it turned me on to hear about it while we were having sex.

“So why not do it again now, baby? With me and other men?” I asked.

“I’m a lot older now, Rob. And my body isn’t as good as it was back then.”

“Okay, look. Let’s do this. Let me take a series of pictures of you like your ex did, and I’ll post them of just your body, okay? We won’t be showing your face, or anything that could identify you or me… and let’s see what other men say about you. Deal?”

“I KNEW you were going to want to post photos of me online if I let you take them,” she smirked.

“So? Why not? It will just be your body, not your face,” I said, getting out my camera. “So let’s try it, baby. Come on. Okay? Get undressed, but leave your bikini panties on for the first ones.”

“I get editorial rights, Rob. Promise you won’t post any of me that I don’t want you to post,” she said, slipping out of her blouse and bra.

“I promise,” I said.

We spent the next hour or so with Kim wearing sexy lingerie and/or naked as I snapped the shutter. I even convinced her to spread her legs and hold her pussy open for me, and when I saw how wet she was I even talked her into masturbating for the camera. She even let me come on her tits and lips while she came herself, and I loved every second of all of it. Clearly so did the camera when I saw how hot she looked after processing the photos.

Chapter 2. Going online with Kim’s photos

I spent the evening cropping and editing out anything in the photos that could identify us, and then when I was ready to post them called her over to my computer to show her.

“As promised, honey. No face shots. Just your body,” I said, showing her the pics.

“Jesus, Rob. Some of those are GROSS! Look how wet my cunt is in that one,” she said, pointing out one of the closeups of her wet pussy.

“I know. Hot, isn’t it!” I grinned.

“And THAT one, where you’re coming on my lips. I thought you said no faces, Rob,” she scowled.

“I said no face shots that could IDENTIFY you, babe. You can’t tell anything from that shot,” I said.

“Well you can sure tell I’m a cum-eating slut!” Kim said, staring at the photo. In it a couple gobs of cum were splattered on her lips and tits, with a strand of cum hanging down from her chin.

“That’s the point, right? To show guys what a hot wife you are?” I said.

“I guess,” she said softly. “What are you going to do with these?”

“Post them in a few different sites so you can see what others think of you,” I said, telling her where I was going to submit them.

“Then what, Rob? We’re NOT going to meet any of these guys for real.”

“I know. Well… at least I don’t think we will,” I said, opening one of the “wife sharing” sites. Then as Kim watched kushinagar.net I began upload her photos to the site.

When I finished, I opened some of the folders with Kim’s photos in them. “Look, baby,” I said, showing her how the photos looked on the web site. “Pretty fucking hot, huh?”

“I guess,” she shyly admitted. “Can we go to bed now?”

“Absolutely,” I said.

In bed, naked, I began kissing her, then fondling her breasts… then her pussy… her soaking wet pussy.

“This turns you on, too, doesn’t it, baby,” I said, sliding a finger inside her.

“Kind of,” she moaned.

“Isn’t it exciting to know other men are going to see your naked tits, and your beautiful, hairy, spread open, wet pussy?”

“I guess,” she moaned, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“You do realize guys are going to be jerking off while looking at you, right? Guys with big dicks, stoking them, pretending they’re fucking you, Kim.”

“Do you really think so?” she asked, sliding her hand down to grasp my hard cock.

“Hell yes they will. Especially seeing you wearing your ‘slut wife’ anklet, advertising that you let other men fuck you.”

“Jesus!” she gasped.

“And think how hot it’s going to make you feel the first time you DO let another guy fuck you while I’m watching, baby. And the first time you suck another man’s cock, and let him come in your mouth in front of me. Knowing I WANT you to do it. Knowing how much I am going to want to do THIS afterward,” I said, sliding down to her pussy. She was as hot as I was now, and I didn’t have to ask her to spread her hairy lips open for me.

“Would you really want to do that, baby? To suck some guy’s cum out of my pussy?” she asked, breathing heavily.

“Yes, Kim,” I said, looking up at her from between her spread thighs. “That’s EXACTLY what I’d love to do.”

“Oh God!” she moaned, wiping her cunt against my face. Then… “Can you taste it, baby? Can you taste that guy’s cum in your nasty slut wife’s pussy?”

“Um hmmm!” I moaned, my tongue buried inside her, cunt juices coating my face.

“What if there was more than one guy, baby? What if I let a bunch of guys fuck me? Would you still eat me then, Rob?”

“YES!” I growled licking and sucking her harder.

“Oh God, baby, fuck me! FUCK ME RIGHT NOW!”

I climbed up on top of her then, and said, “I just want to watch, Kim. But tell this other guy to fuck you. His name is Mike,” I said, role playing with her.

“Yes! God yes, Mike. DO IT! FUCK ME WHILE MY HUSBAND WATCHES IT,” she cried out. And so I did it.

I slide my hard cock inside her as easily as a hot knife through soft butter, and as I fucked her I continued the role playing.

“God, baby, he’s fucking you REAL GOOD, isn’t he!” I said.

“Yeah! Do you like watching it, baby. DO YOU LIKE WATCHING ANOTHER MAN FUCKING YOUR WIFE?”

“Yessss!” I hissed.

“Tell him to come in me so you can eat it out of my fucking cunt, Rob!” Kim screamed, pumping her pussy up into me now, raising her legs high in the air so I could fuck her deeper.

“YES! COME IN HER FOR ME, MIKE! COME IN MY FUCKING SLUT WIFE’S PUSSY!” I screamed, unloading spurt after spurt inside Kim then.

“Oh GOD, baby. HE’S COMING IN MY PUSSY. HE’S NOT WEARING A RUBBER AND HE’S COMING IN MEEEEE!” she gasped, coming herself then.

Afterward we lay still for a moment. Then I said, “Tell me to do it, Kim. Tell me to eat his cum out of you.”

“Really, baby?” she asked, her eyes shining.

“Yes. Do it,” I said, withdrawing my cock from her sloppy cunt.

She paused for a moment, staring at me, judging how serious I was. Then she said, “I did what you wanted, baby. I let a guy fuck me, and he came in my pussy without wearing anything. Don’t you want to see the creampie he made for you there?”

“Yes!” I hissed, crawling down between my wife’s perfect thighs again.

“Look, baby,” Kim said, holding her pussy open for me. “See it? See his cum drooling out of my cunt? Eat it, baby. Suck it out of me. Do it, Rob. Suck my fucking whore cunt and eat this fucker’s cum out of me!” And so I did it.

I moved up between Kim’s thighs, licking my way to her pussy, listening to her soft moans.

“He came in you a lot, baby,” I teased.

“It’s what you wanted, isn’t it, Rob? To have a guy fill me with his cum for you to eat out of my cunt?”

“YES!” I moaned, breathing deeply, my cock still semi-erect.

“Then DO IT, you fucker. Suck his cum out of my wet pussy!”

I buried my face in her sticky, hairy hole then, lapping my own cum from her, tasting it mingled with her pussy juices, and as I licked and sucked the gooey mess from her she began rubbing her clit. I had my hand around my cock then, too, jerking off as I ate my wife’s “adulterous” cunt.

“Taste it, Rob? Taste his cum in my pussy. I did it, baby. I let a guy FUCK ME, just like you wanted. AND I LOVED IT!” she groaned, close to coming again. “Oh FUCK I loved being your slut wife for you!”

I stopped sucking then and looked up at her. The excitement in her eyes told me how much she was into this and how much she loved it, so I went for the close. “I want to do this for real, Kim. I want you to fuck another guy for me and come home with your pussy filled with his cum so I can do this to you,” I said, burying my face in her pussy again.

“Oh GODDDDD!” she wailed, coming again, her body jerking, jumping on the bed. “Yes! YES! I’ll do it if it’s what you really want!” And I came again then, too.

Chapter 3. Making our fantasies reality

I work from home, so the next day after Kim left for work I went online to see if she had any received any comments on her photos. Of course she had… several… most of them from guys telling us how hot she is and how badly they’d love to fuck her. That night I showed the comments to Kim, sitting behind her, Kim in my chair pressed up against me, my hands cupping her tits.

“See, baby. I told you they’d want to fuck you,” I said, as we scrolled through the comments.

“Well what do you expect them to say… that I’m ugly? You know those are just throw away comments that don’t really mean anything,” she said, but I could feel her nipples hardening as I fondled her tits, just as she could feel my cock swelling behind her.

After we viewed and read the comments I took her to bed and we repeated pretty much the same role playing we’d had the night before, only this time Kim started things.

“What if I told you I’d come home with my panties full of cum, baby? Would you suck them for me? Would you eat some guy’s cum out of them and suck them before you ate me?”

“Sure,” I said.

“Then let me go get them for you,” Kim said, getting off the bed, going into the closet. Then she brought back the pair of bikini panties she’d worn all day.

“Smell them, Rob,” she said, holding the panties under my nose. They were fragrant, ripe smelling, like a pair of panties that had held a hot, sweating cunt in them all day. “See where his cum drooled out of my pussy into them, baby?” she asked, holding the panties in front of my face.

I could see there wasn’t REALLY any cum in them, and knew Kim was merely role playing for me again, so I said, “I wish these really WERE full of cum, baby, but your juices do taste great,” I said, licking the moist crotch of her panties, then taking them into my mouth, sucking them.

“Would you do that, Rob? Would you really want to lap up some guy’s cum from my panties?”

“Yeah. I would, Kim. Really,” I said.

She looked at me for a moment, then said, “Come in them, Rob. Do it,” and held the crotch of her panties under my cock.

I began jerking off then, and Kim began rubbing her pussy, staring at my cock, watching as it grew. “Yes, Rob. Do it. Come in my panties and we’ll pretend it’s from another cock.” And finally I did it, moaning as I spurted several gobs of cum into the crotch of Kim’s red bikini panties.

“Lie down, baby,” she said. “Watch.” Then she pulled on the panties, and with glazed eyes began rubbing the cum-filled crotch of the panties into her pussy. I continued stroking my cock as I watched her. Then she said, “Look, baby. I did what you wanted today. I let a guy fuck me and he came in my cunt and I let his cum drain out of me and into my panties for you.” Then she carefully stripped off the panties and crawled onto the bed next to me, holding the panties over my face.

“Do you want them, baby? Want to lick and suck another man’s cum from your slut wife’s panties?” she gurgled, masturbating as she spoke.

“Yes! Give them to me!” I groaned, getting hard again.

“Here!” Kim gasped. And then she began wiping the cummy panties all over my face, smearing my lips and cheeks and chin with my own cum, both of us pretending it had come from another man.

“Taste it, Rob? Taste his cum mingled with my cunt juice?” Kim gasped.

“YES!” I hissed.

Then she said, “Look, Rob. Look what a slut you married. I did this for him today, too. I sucked his cock, and his cum tasted delicious!” She stared at the panties for a few seconds, then seemed to tremble as she brought them to her mouth and began sucking them as she climbed on top of me and we fucked like crazy until we both came.

Afterward as we lay there, snuggling together, I said, “You realize we’re going to do this, don’t you, baby?”

“What? Me really let another guy fuck me?” she replied softly.

“Yeah,” I said.

She didn’t answer right away. Then she said, “Are you sure about this, Rob? You wouldn’t be jealous?”

“Why would I be jealous of you doing what I ASKED you to do, baby?”

“Well… I think you might. And there’d be no turning back. But if you’re sure…” she began. “Maybe I could find a guy to fuck me. There’s this young kid in the copy room at work. He’s painfully shy, but he’s kind of cute and I’m guessing he’s still a virgin. Hell, he may even be gay for all I know, but he seems to sneak peeks at my tits whenever I go down there to have some printing done. I’m sure I could seduce him if you’re really serious about this.”

“Do it, Kim,” I said, eagerly. “Tomorrow. Please, baby?” I coaxed. “I want this so badly!”

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Mrs M was grading papers in her classroom when she heard the door open, ‘an odd time of day for the students to be lingering about,’ although even as she thought this she couldn’t help but hope her fantasies may come true.

She did not know who was walking towards her but what she could see was tangle of messy red hair, legs for days and the perfect mixture of curvy and thin — the woman coming towards her was a goddess. Her breasts spilled out of her vest and Dee could honestly see the pert roundness peeking out underneath the woman’s skirt.

‘Compose your mind,’ she thought, she would not be seen as some little puppy — this could be a student for god’s sake.

She adjusted her pencil skirt under the table and cursed herself for the unfortunate choice in stilettos around students; she had been getting lustful looks from them all day and did not want to feel inadequate around a new vulture.

“Excuse me, Mrs M?”

“Can I help you?”

She resisted the temptation to flirt, ‘get straight to the point, I’m a professional, I can sort myself out later,’ she clenched her thighs and felt her special secret there — she couldn’t wait to get home.

“Yes, actually, my son is in your class — James?”

She had to think for a bit but started to see the small resemblances to her worst student, this must be his… mother? She didn’t look old enough by far… lucky James.

“Yes, James has been somewhat of a nuisance lately, he harasses the students around him constantly and really doesn’t even try to hand his assignments in on time,” She got up and, still cursing her poor choice in shoes, walked around her desk to get his file.

“His last test results were atrocious to say the least… sorry what did you say your name was?” “I didn’t, my name is Sylvia Leaper — Look I know he’s a bit distracted but there has to be something we can work out, he’s about to fail the year and honestly I don’t think he can stand it…”

She could see Sylvia was trembling, everything about her was immaculate but her world seemed to have crumbled around her. “Sylvia, what’s been going on at home? James was never my worst student; he was working so hard…”

Mrs M motioned for her guest to have a seat but chose to remain leaning against the front of her desk, she liked the feel of her kegal balls at this position and the fact that she could see straight down Sylvia’s top was an added bonus.

“James has just recently learned that I did some questionable things in my past, some things I’m not wholly proud of but also not necessarily ashamed of — I used to be in the porn industry.” She announced the last bit quite abruptly and caught Dee off guard, “That’s not something you hear every day…” Unsure of what her response should be she gave an uncomfortable giggle. She could feel her face getting hot and walked back around her desk.

“I’m not sure what to tell you honestly, I have approached James for extra credit assignments but he has blatantly refused — he’s not standing on the verge of failing because of your past, he’s standing on the verge of failing because he’s refusing to study.” Dee got this entire monologue out quickly; rize escort she didn’t enjoy telling her students’ parents that they were lazy but felt bad that this poor woman was feeling guilty about enjoying the fun things in life.

“I do understand that — I know James won’t do extra credit but I came here today hoping I could work something out with his teacher, it changes things a bit now that you’re female.” As Sylvia’s words came out, Dee saw herself sprawled across the table in her classroom, her long legs clutching to the woman who now held her attention.

“I guess you think I’m a terrible mother, my child is failing because of my past and here I am offering sexual favours to a teacher (who, again, I thought would be male), I’m sorry, I should just go…”

Dee jolted herself to the present, she had a serious situation and the woman who could take care of it was busy lifting her petit bum out of her chair.

“Sylvia, you don’t need to leave, let’s talk about this… maybe we can work something out”

Sylvia Leaper stopped dead in her tracks, she had come to the school expecting to find some fat male teacher who she could flash or maybe give a quick blowjob to and be done with it, but instead she had found a woman with excellent dress sense who seemed sweet and charming. She had only found out it was a MRS when she asked for a Mr M at the front office and by then she knew it was too late but couldn’t very well not see James’s teacher then.

She had noticed the way the teacher had been staring at her chest and her skirt but had brushed it off to plain shock at her attire — she had never considered that Mrs M could be susceptible to some harmless fun to bump up her child’s grade.

She momentarily saw herself being tied up and spanked by the teacher — right there and then she almost came.

“What is it that you had in mind… had I been a male teacher?”

Sylvia walked back towards the desk where Dee was sitting, she had been with other women before, in her previous career, women were always expected to sleep with other women but she had never enjoyed the prospect of same sex relations, she had merely done it as a requirement… this felt different though.

“Had you have been a male teacher, I would have dropped to my knees and done what I do best,”

It was so confident; the way her words came out — sexy, Sylvia had always had a knack for making men hard, flirting with a woman was new territory. Dee stood up and walked towards her…

“So, what do you propose now that you know I’m a woman?”

She stopped right in front of Sylvia; she could feel the heat off her skin and see the sweat between her breasts. Dee was intoxicated by the power she held, she had always fantasized about what she would do had she been presented with this dilemma and had always thought she’d be stern about it but lately her eyes had been opening.

“Well, that bit depends on what you allow to happen in your classroom Mrs M…”

Dee, unpinning her bun, let down her flowing blonde hair to frame her face, she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, showing off the ample cleavage of her 32Cs and leaned in bostnews.com close to Sylvia, letting her lips graze her earlobe.

“Right answer”

“This outfit however missy isn’t up to school conduct and as such however is not allowed in my classroom, I must insist you remove it at once.” Dee walked toward her classroom door and locked it — not that anyone would be on school grounds at this hour, it was starting to get rather dark outside. She switched on her classroom lights — preferring to work in the light of day Dee generally had the lights off.

She was surprised to notice when she looked back at Sylvia that she had removed only the shirt.

“I thought I told you to remove your outfit Ms Leaper — are we going to have a problem?”

Sylvia was beyond turned on, looking down in mock-shame she saw how hard her nipples were, the dark pink of it standing out against her alabaster skin. Her breasts were a perky 36D and extremely sensitive; the cool air shifting over her nipples after a shower often was too much for her to handle forcing her to spend an extra 30 minutes getting ready with her friend, Buzz.

“I just thought that madam would prefer to take it off herself…”

She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, she had expected to come help get some miserable teacher off and go home, now she was fantasizing of becoming this teacher’s pet — she so wanted to taste this woman.

“If I had wanted that, Ms Leaper, do you not believe I would have asked for it? Bend over my table and spread your legs!”

She walked towards the desk and shifted her weight onto her forearms, her heels made her ass jut into the air and she knew that her shaven pussy was completely exposed — it had been a last minute decision to not wear panties when she left home. Now, about to receive a spanking, she wasn’t so sure.

“I will be spanking you 10 times with my bare hand; you will count out each one as it happens and at the end you will thank me for it, do you understand Sylvia?”

“Yes Mrs M.”

“You will also refer to me as Ms Dee from now on -“

Dee couldn’t believe she was finally doing this, months of chat-sites, forums and sex clubs and she was living her fantasy in the last place she ever expected.

She moved to Sylvia’s side and gently caressed her ass, she stroked the round of it with her neatly manicured nails then brought her fingers to Sylvia’s dripping wet slit, dipping her finger in and tasting Sylvia’s juices.

“Mmmmhmm,” she moaned and then swiftly brought a smack onto Sylvia’s right ass cheek.

SMACK

“Ah! One,” Sylvia almost screamed.

Her pussy was aching for attention — Sylvia wanted Dee more than anything.

SMACK

“Ah! Two!” both her cheeks stung and her clit was throbbing for some relief.

SMACK

“THREE!” She felt that one land on her wet pussy and knew that she wouldn’t last too long,

Sylvia could feel her juices running down her leg.

SMACK

“FOUR, aaah,” Dee planted the fourth spank and sunk her middle finger into Sylvia’s soaking cunt, she was getting just as turned on and could feel her own river in her black lace thong.

It was at this moment that she saw a movement outside her classroom window; someone was standing there watching them… She concentrated a little harder and saw the school maintenance worker, pants around his ankles rubbing his cock, nothing quite like being watched, Dee’s arousal grew.

SMACK

“FIVE!” She planted the spank right between her cheeks.

SMACK

“SIX, Fuck ME!” another spank on Sylvia’s pussy and Dee knew she’d be over the edge — she couldn’t allow that just yet!

“Sylvia, Sylvia, Sylvia, this is meant to be a punishment, I can’t have you creaming by the sixth spank, I think I’ll use my pointer for the last four.”

Sylvia’s clit was swollen and throbbing; her nipples were aching for some attention and her pussy yearning for Dee’s lips.

SMACK

“OW! Seven!” she felt a line across her ass spring to life.

SMACK

“EIGHT!” Dee had spanked her across her legs and her pussy and nothing had ever felt more justified.

SMACK

“NINE FUCK!” Dee spanked Sylvia diagonally across her ass.

SMACK

“TEN, YES fuuuuuuuuck!” Sylvia came hard and fast her knees almost buckling underneath her and her chest heaving from the sensations coursing through her.

Dee set her pointer down on the table and removed her skirt, revealing her thigh high stockings, she took off her satin blouse and released her tits from the confines of her bra; she then walked back to Sylvia and sat down at her desk chair with her legs wide open, displaying the drenched crotch of her thong.

“I think it’s time you earn your son a pass grade, Ms Leaper.”

Although having long forgotten the reason she had first walked into Ms Dee’s class, Sylvia was happy to do what was required. She dropped to her knees immediately and removed Ms Dee’s thong.

Sylvia caressed Ms Dee’s thighs and kissed her way up to the smooth dripping cunt, and then she saw it, it was a loop almost — Ms Dee seemed to be wearing a toy at school! Sylvia place her fingers on the loop and licked her way all around Ms Dee’s clit, then sucking her clit into her mouth, Sylvia started to pull the kegal balls from Ms Dee’s pussy.

“Ah fuck that feel so good!” Dee moaned and screamed and thrashed she clamped her long tan legs around Sylvia’s head. This is the relief she’d been waiting for all day, and as the kegal balls came out she saw Sylvia pop them in her mouth. Dee then felt Sylvia licking her slick pussy.

“Mmmm yes, now fingers!”

Sylvia inserted first her middle finger, then her ring finger, the slowly she inserted a third, she was stroking Dee’s G spot and sucking her clit — Dee tasted amazing.

Dee could feel the pressure building and knew that it would happen mere seconds before it did —

“Fuck, I think I’m going to squiiiiii…”

As Dee started squirting, Sylvia clamped her mouth over her pussy and drank up all the juices.

Sylvia inserted the Kegal balls she took from Dee in her own pussy, put her shirt back on and wrote her number on a paper on the desk, she then walked back to Dee and gave her a long passionate kiss.

“Thank you for the spanking Ms Dee, give me a call if you want to get together again — I have your friends.”

With that Sylvia Leaper unlocked the door and walked out to her car, Dee knew she had to see her again.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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[[This is my first story. English is not my first language so please have oversight with possible grammatical issues. This is not for everyone so if this topic upsets you please do not read it. This is only the first chapter so it’s more of an introduction into the story. I welcome all feedback and criticism. All characters are 18 or older. Please enjoy!]]

My Mother´s Transformation

Chapter 1

The Descent

I can´t believe what I´m seeing. I´m falling apart. My gut is wrenching itself to death, my breath is falling short, and my dick is involuntarily growing rock hard. There, on the screen, is the most important person in my life. My greatest love in the world, my mother. And she is getting fucked doggy style by the person I hate the most, my bully. She is moaning like a porn actress, her big ass bouncing on his dick, his hands on it while he is balls deep inside her pussy. The pussy I came out of. I break down in tears.

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Introduction

My name is Randy. And this is a true story. I wish it wasn´t. I wish it was just some sick make-believe. But it happened. This is the story of how my mother became a cock-hungry slut, and how things will never be the same.

The Beginning

I woke up that day like any other day. I was a normal, albeit a bit awkward, teenager who had just turned 18. I wasn´t without friends, and I would probably even have a girlfriend had I just not been so socially awkward and downright weird at times. I don´t know why I couldn´t talk to girls the way other guys do. Why I couldn´t flirt and know what to say. To be honest, I was too shy to even try.

It had always been my mom and me. And as I went downstairs there she was, getting breakfast ready. She was my rock in this world. Long, thick and wavy black hair, pouty lips and green almond eyes, a sight of safety and love. Back then I was aware of but would never think about her body. Her full breasts, slightly tanned white skin, and of course her shapely ass. My mom never worked out a day in her life. It was all natural. But she was my mom, basically asexual. She never really had boyfriends or anything. I was her life. But she always made sure to look good. Even now her makeup was perfect, her sleeveless white shirt with her long black skirt that hugged her noticeable ass. She didn´t look like a model or like one of those fitness girls, she looked like a real, beautiful woman with all the fillings in the right places, and yet far from fat. Any man would be lucky to have her.

– Gina: Excited about school? – She asked sarcastically, knowing I hated it – Come on sweety soon enough it´ll be over, why don´t you just try to enjoy it a little? My best days were in high school you know.

– Randy: I hate it mom, just lay off me please.

– Gina: Your impossible…

I would have enjoyed it, I would if it wasn´t for him. Jeff. I hated him. Every day he would taunt me or call me names. Or embarrass me in front of everyone else. Including the girls. And the girls loved him. Everyone knew he had lost his virginity back in junior high. How? He was a total dick, and not very smart either. He just thought he was. We had actually been friends erzurum escort back in elementary school. But then puberty kicked in, and he became one of the “popular” kids and didn´t want much to do with me. True, he rarely got physical. But he always made fun of me. And I was too much of a wimp to do anything about it.

I arrived at school and everything went well that day. All up until Jeff showed up. Of course, he skipped his early classes. As he got loud cheers from his pals in the hallway he immediately started telling about how spent he was after fucking Sandy all night.

– Seth: Your fucking shittin us man? Sandy? You fucked her?

– Jeff: Bro I´m telling you she came over last night, I was snapchating her, got her all fired up and dropped a casual invite. Come on guys you know how this works it´s not like you´re Randy over there who´s never seen a naked girl.

– Seth: HAHAHHA, hey Randy have you ever seen one man?

– Jeff: Of course he hasn´t he probably doesn´t even watch porn cuz his mommy told him not to!

“Hahahana” was all I heard. As usual, I was too afraid to say anything, so I just left. I heard them laughing in the background as I was leaving. Nothing more really dramatic happened that day, and I went home as usual. Mom wasn´t home yet, so I made myself a snack and went up to my room to play some video games.

A little later my mom came home, I helped her bring in some grosseries, and we sat down to eat.

– Gina: So honey, I joined the rest of the world today and got an Instagram.

– Randy: What?

Somehow this didn´t feel good. I don´t know why, but it didn´t. Mom never had any social media, and now she has an Instagram. It felt like she was, exposed…

– Gina: Yeah I tried to find you but I´m so bad with technology. Can´t you add me or what it´s called?

– Randy: Umm sure, but why did you get an Instagram?

– Gina: Oh Karen was showing me these beautiful pictures at work and said it was really nice and just a bunch of pictures. You know nothing complicated like Facebook. I just thought why not, I mean everyone else has it.

– Randy: Sure what’s your username?

– Gina: xxxxx

As I searched up the name I was even less happy to see she was open. 5 pictures, 2 of her face, 2 modestly dressed but still showing of how good she looked. And then the 5th. A longer tight black dress shot in profile, making it clear her ass was out of the ordinary. I didn´t like it, but it´s not as she was naked. Still, I had a bad feeling.

The Lead-Up

The next day as I walked by Jeff´s table at lunch he shouted out “What up milf hunter?”. At first, I didn´t even think he was talking to me. But as I understood he was, I just looked at him not knowing what he was talking about.

Jeff: I asked you a question man!

Randy: I-I don´t get it.

Jeff: Dude Instagram suggested your mom as a friend to me last night. Holy fuck she´s a real milf! You probably chase her around with your dick out all over the house!

“Hahahahahah” came as a loud chorus from everyone else at the table. Including Sandy who was sitting there as another of Jeff´s slut conquests.

Randy: Dude that´s my mom your talking about.

Jeff: Hey I get it man I would ghpops.com too if my mom looked like that. It´s a shame she´s not getting any dick lookin that fuckable!

Randy: Fuck off.

Jeff: Well no worries man I´m gonna give it to her goood – he said as he was humping the table and making all his stupid friends and his slut laugh.

I just uttered another barely audible “fuck you” and went over to my own friends.

Ben: Was Jeff being an ass again?

Randy: Yeah.

Will: What did he say?

Randy: He was calling my mom a milf and saying a bunch of inappropriate shit.

Ben: Fuck him man, like she or any other real woman would even look at his sorry ass! Let him feel all important with his high school sluts like Sandy or Angie.

Ben´s words made me feel immediately calmer. Sure Jeff was a dick, but who cares. He would probably shit his pants around my mom anyway. I almost felt like telling her just so she could embarass the fuck out of him in front of his parents. But on second thought it would be too embarassing to even bring up.

As I got home the house was empty as usual. I made myself a snack and went up to play some video games. Mom came home later, she came into my room to say hi then went to shower and prepare dinner. When she called me down I noticed she hadn´t set a plate for herself. I asked her if she wasn´t going to eat, and she said she was going out with some friends from work to eat. Oh ok I thought, it wasn´t that unusual for them to do that.

About a little more than an hour later she was all set to go out, and wow did she look good. High black heels, a tight black skirt that ended right above her knees, and an all-covering tight black sweater with an elegant black coat over it all. Her make-up made her large eyes stand out even more and perfume filled the living room with a wonderful smell I couldn´t identify. The only thing that stood out from her all-black outfit and black hair, was her green emerald necklace I had given her as a present on her last birthday perfectly matching her bright green eyes.

Gina: Do I look good?

Randy: Too good mom all the sleazebags will hit on you – I said laughingly.

Gina: Oh shut up there are a ton of younger girls there for them to hit on. Maybe you should come along and find one for yourself? – she said with a wink in her eyes.

Randy: No thanks I´m all about the business.

She laughed at my no-sense reply and left to the Uber waiting outside after giving me a hug. “I´ll be back around 10-11 at the latest” she said as she almost danced out of the house.

The Night

A little sick of the video games for the day, I sat down to watch a movie. Poured my self some of my moms wine and lit up a cigarette. Aah sweet freedom! I didn´t really drink or smoke, but it was nice to act a little adult when I had the house to myself. As far as the law was concerned I was an adult. A glass here or there my mom wouldn´t notice, and the pack of Lucky Strikes I had hidden away in my room, 3 months later it still wasn´t done. I was no near Jeff who drank every weekend and a lot during the week as well. A pack of cigarettes lasted him a day at the most. That guy will probably die of a heart attack at 40 pounding his mistress or something, I thought to myself.

After two movies and feeling a little tipsy after I broke the one-glass rule, it was slightly past 11 and mom still wasn´t home. I got a little worried and called her, she answered right away.

Gina: Hi sweety is everything ok? – in the background I heard loud music and people talking, mom was talking really loud herself.

Randy: Yeah sure mom just checking if you´re on your way?

Gina: Actually sweety after dinner the girls dragged me along to a bar HAHA! I´ll be here an hour tops.

Randy: Ok mom have fun.

Gina: Love you sweety!

Randy: Love you too mom.

Well that´s a first, mom at a bar… I thought to myself. Oh well, guess she needs some fun too. With no more movies to watch I decided to jack off a little and go to bed.

As the clock was past midnight and mom still wasn´t home I went on Instagram and saw that she had uploaded a story. She was selfie-filming herself, Karen, an average looking woman her age, and Tina, a younger woman around 25 that looked pretty good. Both Karen and Tina were more provocatively dressed than my mom and when she noticed the camera Tina started mock-twerking at it. Mom gave her a playful smack on the butt. She was clearly drunk. I immediately got hard and jacked off to Tina twerking on my dick.

As the clock was now past 1 and no new stories I decided to give mom another call. This time after a few rings it went to voicemail. I tried again and after 3 rings she picked up. But all Í heard was undecipherable noise.

Randy: Mom?

Then I heard a somewhat familiar male voice laughing, music in the background, and then a female voice that sounded like mom out of breath saying “What the fuck”, and the next second the line was dead. I immediately called again but this time no answer and then voicemail. The same thing happened the next 3 times I called. And the next 5. I was besides myself. Was mom ok? What the fuck was going on? Who was that guy in the background? I smoked a cigarette just to calm down and didn´t know what to do. Should I go there? I didn´t even know what bar they were at. I didn´t have Karen´s or Tina´s numbers, and nothing new on Instagram. After what seemed like forever I heard the phone ringing and was overjoyed when I saw “Mom” on the screen.

Randy: Hello?!

Gina: Hii sweety, I´m so sorry I didn´t hear the phone ringing. I´m leaving now I should be home in 30 tops!

Randy: You answered once but it was just a bunch of weird sounds.

Gina: Really? No idea honey I´m coming home now see you soon.

This time, as promised, mom was home in 20. But it was clear her night had been pretty wild. Her hair was not as fixed as it was when she left. Her make-up wasn´t really on point either, and her skirt wasn´t really fixed either. Frankly it looked like she had fallen down, rolled around once and got up again. Also, she was clearly drunk, albeit a bit sobered up. All she told me was that they went to the bar after dinner, had a few drinks, danced, and went home. As for the strange phone call, she insisted it must have been someone in the background talking. Fine, I guess I overreacted but I just got worried. I hugged her, and she kissed me good night, and I could of sworn there was some red on her neck, right around the necklace I gave her.

I finally went to sleep. Blissfully unaware of the horrendous thing that had transpired on this fateful night.

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Nicole’s Sexy Adventures

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It was Monday morning and I knew I blew it. My presentation for the new marketing campaign was not good enough and I knew my boss wouldn’t like it. What’s worse, I knew there was nothing to be done now, as our clients were already in the meeting room and the meeting was about to begin. This was too much for me to handle. I was only twenty-one and had only been working with GameTech for six months, my reluctance to say no had resulted in me being given tasks that only mangers should do.

Our clients were big-shot business men from Japan. There were five of them, and I knew that the big bossy one wasn’t happy that I had been assigned to lead the project. I could hear the translator mumble to my boss something about me being too young and a woman to boot… Today was my chance to prove myself and I knew I had failed.

I was nervous throughout the presentation and when it was over, I looked up hesitantly first at my boss, then at the client. The Japanese boss guy said something to the translator. He was asking for me to go outside while he had a word with my boss. My boss and four other guys from our company were in the meeting room. I was the only one asked to go outside. My boss nodded to me, saying I should do as asked. So I left and waited outside the room.

Ten minutes later my boss stepped outside. ‘Nicole, you know you really fucked up in there,’ he said, ‘but you have a chance to save the deal. It’s a very important deal for our company, and now’s your chance to show us how much you’re willing to give.’

‘I’ll do anything to save the deal, you know that,’ I said, eager to please and do anything I can to make up for the lousy presentation.

‘Do you know what Bukkake is?’ my boss asked. ‘It’s what you’ll have to go through to please our client.’

‘No, never heard of that,’ I replied with a puzzled look.

‘It’s a form of a group erotic act,’ said my boss. ‘Don’t worry, you won’t have to have actual sex with any of the men in there,’ he added as he saw my concern. ‘But you will have to be totally naked and guys will be naked next to you, masturbating, ummm, around you.’

I was shocked and he could see it on my face.

‘Don’t worry,’ he added kayseri escort hastily. ‘You will only have to do this thing for the company once, and no one will ever know – I promise.’ He then added, ‘It’s either that, or you’ll be losing your job here. Client insists. He wants to see full commitment on your part.’

A few minutes later I was back in the meeting room. Tables had been moved aside and I was told to get to the middle of the room and get my clothes off. I couldn’t believe I was going to get totally naked in front of five men I work with, as well as five other men I hardly know. But I was going to show my commitment. So off came my blouse and tight-fitting skirt, then stockings, bra and thong. I was stark naked and closed my eyes, feeling the men all around me looking at me hungrily.

The Japanese boss said something and the translator told me I needed to get on my knees and put my hands behind my back. I did as I was told. Then the big boss came over to me. He put his hand under my chin and pulled my face up. Had a long look into my eyes, and then smiled. I think he was satisfied with what he saw in there. He nodded to his fellow businessmen and, as they all approached me, all five of them began to unzip their trousers. One by one they pulled out semi-erect cocks and began to masturbate all around me. The Japanese boss waved a hand at my boss and co-workers. It didn’t take them long to join in and I was soon encircled by ten men who were standing around me and jerking off, viewing my completely exposed body. It was very strange and also very erotic in a way.

I usually wasn’t shy and often opted to wear tight fitting clothes so tease my male co-workers. I’m no supermodel but they seemed to appreciate it. If I had to choose one word to describe me it would be “cutesy”. I’m a cutesy brunette with dark brown eyes, an ample chest that often rewarded me with longing looks and an arse that looked fantastic in jeans and right now it was all on show.

My dark nipples stood erect and it then occurred to me that the room was significantly colder than it had been before, most probably for that exact purpose. With that thought in mind, I instinctively kayseridekifirmalar.com pushed out my chest and I saw the eyes of one of my co-workers predictably fall to my tits, his tiny eyes alive with excitement.

I wasn’t quite sure what I had to do. Did I have to try and make myself alluring? I had watched a few pornos with my ex and he had always insisted that I let him cum on my face at least once. I had never caved but this was a completely different situation entirely. Did they want me to start repeating the sort of things the blonde bimbo had said? Or did they want me to be silent? Did they want some kind of innocent girl?

I’m not innocent, by the way. Despite never letting my ex-boyfriend cum on my face I wasn’t a prude. I liked to be slapped, spanked, tied up and face-fucked. I’d happily accommodate almost any fantasy. I’d dress up in a schoolgirl’s outfit. I’d dress up as a slutty nurse. I’d even dress up as Slave Leia. I just never fancied cleaning cum off my face or washing it out of my hair.

‘Should I say something?’ I asked nervously.

The Japanese Boss said something rather irritably and the translator quickly replied.

‘Silent at all times,’ he answered. ‘Right now you are merely an object for our desires.’

I wasn’t sure I liked being called an object or not. On one hand it was incredibly demeaning but on the other hand…I kind of liked that. I’m not sure why but the idea that they all saw me as their temporary property to use as they wanted was kind of a turn on. I licked my lips absent-mindedly, the anticipation of their release surprisingly making me wet and I shifted ever so slightly to try and take advantage of it.

If it weren’t for the fact I had to keep my hands behind my back I’d mostly probably would have gone to start masturbating myself, reaching out slowly at first just to see if I was permitted and, if I was, I would have spread my legs apart not only for my benefit, but for theirs.

In fact I decided to spread my legs anyway so they could just about see my glistening wet folds just barely hidden by my dark pubic curls. I looked at each of them pointedly, giving them my best doe-eyed-come-hither gaze (yes it’s an actual thing).

I wasn’t ready for what came next however. One of the Japanese men was breathing heavy now, his hand rubbing against his tiny erect cock urgently and I could tell he was about to cum. He got near me and suddenly hit my cheek with a hot jet of sticky cum. The second jet hit my nose and got in my eyes. I gasped in surprise and instinctively drew my hands to my face but one of the Japanese guys stopped my hands and forced them behind my back again.

‘You keep your hands behind your back the whole time!’ said the translator sternly.

I looked at my boss and he nodded, making sure I got the message that I will have to go through with this humiliation to the very end if I want to keep my job.

The second to cum was one of my co-workers, Jeff. I could see him hesitate for just a second before he stepped forward, aiming at my mouth, and sprayed hot cum onto my chin and neck. One of the Japanese men said something, and the translator said, ‘You must open your mouth wide at all times – we will decide where the Bukkake goes!’

I did as I was told and sure enough the third to come was that very Japanese man who complained about my shut mouth. He came very close, the tip of his cock touching my lower lip as he came inside my mouth. He then held my nose shut with his fingers, making me swallow most of his cum. I knew better than to try and resist and took it all in.

One by one, the men all came over me. My face was the main object and several came in my mouth. Others filled my eyes and ears with dripping hot cum. I was amazed at the amount of cum some of these guys had… and it was all on me now. The cum was dripping all down my neck, on my bare breasts, and even some had been splattered over my thighs, slowly congealing on my naked body.

Several the men surprisingly came on me twice, I don’t even remember how many. Their second ejaculations weren’t as thick as their first but I was so drenched in cum that it didn’t matter anymore…

When they had all been satisfied the Japanese boss said something, and the translator said he was pleased and would continue working with our company. They made me stay in my place, naked and covered with cum while they drank some wine and signed the papers. I was told to stay there until they were all done and only when the meeting room was empty was I allowed to get up and leave too.

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My Stupid Fantasy

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I was 32 years old when it all started, my name is Tony. My wife Jane was 25, we had been married 5 years and our sex life was virtually non-existent. I’m 5’8″ tall, with a slim build, blond hair and blue eyes. I’m quite fit at 150 lbs. Jane is a stunner blond blue eyes 120lbs 35c very sexy.

I guess part of our sex problem is my cock, or lack of it, it only reaches 4″ when really hard, its cut quite thin and I also have small balls. To make things worse on the times we did have sex I used to cum virtually as soon as I put it in her. After the first few months in order to reduce her frustration I agreed to go down on her after I came, even though I found it repulsive at first, I got used to sucking my cum from her, and at least she used to reach orgasm, it reached the stage when we never had sex without me using my mouth on her.

The number of occurrences reduced to once a month then once every 2 or 3 months, I reverted to jerking off a lot, using a hidden pile of porno magazines and videos, as well as Internet. I found myself drifting more and more into perversion. I had a fantasy of wearing girls clothes, being tied, ass whipped, and used by men. It was of course just my fantasy. More and more my mind was filled with such fantasy as I jerked off until I couldn’t cum without being used.

I live in Melbourne, Australia, and travelled regularly interstate to Sydney. Sydney is Australia’s gay capital, has lots of porno and video shops, which I began visiting regularly when I went there. I started using shops with glory holes, although I couldn’t bring myself to suck another cock, I was sucked a few times myself. I also went to sex cinemas where I masturbated not just myself but sometimes other men’s cocks as well. Mine was always smaller which I constantly found to be embarrassing, even had guys laugh now and then.

I hadn’t had sex for months and was in Sydney more and more, and I decided to try and act out my fantasy. One thing I knew was that I always chickened out of anything serious at the last minute, and once I came, I found the whole idea disgusting and wanted nothing further of it. Anyway, this visit I had planned it all. Our sex was such that we no longer saw each other naked at all, sex was always in the dark, and she never touched me at all.

I was in Sydney for the week, so on the first day I purchased a dilapidating cream, I didn’t really have much body hair anyway, but I removed it all and used it on my face, I hadn’t shaved for four days, so when I was finished I was smooth as baby the only hair being on my head. I planned to stay away from the gym I used for a few weeks so that colleagues wouldn’t see my hairless state.

Then came the next level of my fantasy, I put on track suit pants and top with runners jocks and socks, I took my wallet and some Velcro cuffs that I had made. I designed the cuffs so that using some pieces of string I was able to tie my wrists behind me, pull out the string and then be helpless, requiring someone else to release me. Then I visited a lingerie shop, the shop assistant was quite young, barely 20 I would have guessed. I was extremely nervous and embarrassed.

As soon as I went in, she asked if she could help, and I told her I needed panties, matching bra and suspenders and some stockings. She asked what size, I took a deep breath and a gulp and told her they were for me. She grinned and asked what colour I’d prefer, and I said that I’d leave it up to her. She came back with bright red lace thong panties and bra and suspenders with some black nylons.

She suggested that I remove all my clothing and try them on and give a call when I was ready so she could check it for me. I could hardly remove my clothes I was trembling that much. Somehow, I managed, and it felt incredible on my smooth skin. Whilst I am fit, I also have smallish breasts that are quite feminine, not requiring a bra of course but with feminine thick nipples.

I uşak escort had it all on, and with trembling voice, I called the assistant. She opened the door with that same grin on her face and told me to step out as the light was better. I nearly passed out when I did as there was a sophisticated looking lady with probably her daughter staring at me. The girl giggled the lady looked at me in disgust and turned the girl away.

The assistant told me the fit was good, but I needed padding and she left me standing there in the aisle while she found a couple of pads. She stuffed them in my bra and adjusted my panties, pushing her fingers under the gusset. She giggled and told me she thought I had had the sex change at first. I had a raging erection, but it was so small that even with the skimpy panties it wasn’t obvious.

I told the assistant I would take it all and to throw out my jocks and socks – I was determined to go through with my fantasy and didn’t want the chance of changing my mind. They were quite expensive, but I felt really sexy. My next stop was a hardware store, where I purchased some bamboo canes, and my final preparation was to buy some makeup.

I was ready, my heart was pounding. I kept three of the bundle of bamboo canes, threw the rest away, and put the three down my tracksuit bottoms. I went to Kingsteam, a steam baths used by bi and gays to pick up each other. I paid and was given a locker key with a wrist strap and a towel. I first went into the toilet and using the mirror that was with the makeup kit I painted my lips bright red, used rouge on my cheeks and mascara on my eyes. I then went into the change area and found my locker. One other guy was starting to change he was a huge man, overweight didn’t seem to be too clean about 6’2″ maybe close to 60 but still had blond hair. He was quite ugly with a big bulbous nose and looked like he hadn’t shaved for days.

I was so turned on in that he was looking at me, I opened the locker and very quickly removed my tracksuit top and bottom and placed the bamboo canes on the bench. His eyes were fixed on me as I took my time to fold the track suit and place it in the locker standing in front of him close enough for him almost to touch me in girls underwear and wearing makeup.

I felt my cock harden. I took my time removing my runners, by which time 2 other guys came in, I was physically shaking. They knew the older guy but were a lot younger than him, one was about my age the other looked too young to be in the place. The one my age looked Indian and was just as overweight as the older man. The younger guy was much more my size and looked quite fit.

They were passing comments calling me a slut pussy making me even harder. I tried to concentrate on removing my stockings slowly undoing the suspenders and sliding the silk off my hairless legs. I then stood up and put them in the locker by which time the three men were naked with what seemed to be to be huge cocks semi-erect. I removed the bra and suspenders and finally slid down my panties, showing my hairless little cock to them. They giggled and one remarked that I had a cute clit. The embarrassment made my cock twitch.

I grabbed the Velcro and the bamboo canes, quickly placed the towel around me with the canes semi-hidden under the towel, locked the locker put the key on my wrist and went out into the general area. There were lots of cubicles, a video area, gym, sauna, steam baths a pool and spas. There seemed to be quite a few people about, but I managed to find larger cubicle with glory holes on three sides, and went in pushing the door closed.

Still trembling I managed to put my Velcro cuffs on, which I had practiced many times except that previously I never removed the string, thus enabling me to free myself. I quickly removed the string leaving me helpless before I could change my mind.

Using my tied hands to remove my towel I stuffed it muglalisahidi.com though a glory hole until it dropped though the hole leaving me naked. I managed to pick up the bamboo canes, opened the door a little, checking no one was about in the immediate vicinity. Then I pulled the door wide open quickly lay myself face down on the bench with the bamboo canes resting on my naked ass.

I felt like my cock was going to explode. I heard voices I looked towards the wall not daring to see who it was. I heard bare feet pattering near me, and this was followed by the door being closed. At the same time I saw someone looking through the glory hole where I had pushed the towel. Then I heard, “Well, well. It’s our little sissy slut, guys!”

I realised it must have been the men that saw me change, immediately I wanted to leave and forget the whole thing but I knew my fantasy was now fast becoming irreversible reality. A hand grabbed my hair and pulled me up, it was

Frank, the name of the older guy. He pulled me to feet, the other two guys were also in the cubicle and faces were at each of the three glory holes staring in.

Frank pulled my face to his and kissed me hard scrubbing his rough beard on my smooth face. I was repulsed his breath stank and I was quite nauseous, this I certainly hadn’t planned for I wasn’t gay I just wanted my fantasy. He grabbed my cock and balls which amazed me in that I was still hard, and he squeezed very hard making me yelp, but my yelp was stifled by his tongue filling my mouth. He told me if I didn’t kiss like the slut, I was he would rip off my clit. The watchers giggled and I kissed him back hard. As we kissed, I felt a hand on my cock putting a condom on, other hands pinched my nipples and poked into my tight virgin ass.

I was terrified, but despite that when a mouth engulfed my covered cock it only took seconds for me to ejaculate. My cock shrunk at the speed of light and my mind cleared immediately and I was absolutely desperate to get out. The cum filled condom was slipped off my cock, Frank stepped back laughing and pointing and my disappearing cock, which when soft is barely one inch long, and my balls always disappear into my body when I cum. He told me to open my mouth wide as the Indian guy lifted the cum filled condom. I shuddered and turned my head, as soon as I did, I yelped again as Frank squeezed my box hard. My mouth flew open and Ravi, the Indian, poured the cum into my mouth and ordered me to swallow.

Helplessly I obeyed, and watched as Pete, the young guy, sat on the end of the bench and removed his towel smiling. He had a beautiful looking cock about 8″ long and quite fat. Frank bundled me onto the bench laying me face down, and Pete took my head and pulled my mouth to his cock which I sucked, the first time a man’s cock had ever entered my mouth.

It was difficult to take it, being totally lacking in experience and I was concentrating on trying my best despite my revulsion and then my world erupted. Frank was using a bamboo cane on my bare exposed ass. I screamed onto the cock only to have it pushed further into my open mouth, choking me. The next few minutes seemed like hours I was sure I would die, Frank whipped me over and over, to be replaced by Ravi when he tired.

When Ravi finished I felt something cold and wet on my ass crack it was a mix of feelings I was still finding it hard to breathe, my ass was on fire, but the cold felt soothing until a finger was forced into my ass. Then another I wanted to die. All my breath was pushed from my body as I felt the weight of Frank crush me, I gasped onto the bloated cock that filled my throat, and silently screamed in terror and pain onto the raping cock as I felt my ass cherry get taken by Frank.

Pete grabbed my ears and fucked my face fast as Frank pushed his huge fat cock deeper into my bowels. I choked on Pete’s cum as Frank increased his tempo pulling his 9″ fat cock right out of me then ploughing it to the hilt back in. I swallowed the cum as best I could as the men fulfilled my fantasy of being used as a girl, but this wasn’t what I was planning at all, this wasn’t fantasy, this was a nightmare of reality.

Pete was replaced by Ravi, who explained to me, as Frank buggered my virgin ass, that he had a piss hard on. He asked me if I knew what the was, I gasped agreement as I hoped I would live through the ordeal. He was pleased and told me in that case I would understand his need to unload before I could suck him, so I had better not spill any piss, and he would be slow to help, if I was good.

My eyes flew wide open and it wasn’t because of Frank raping me, Ravi slid a long thin black cock between my lips, then I tasted hot bitter piss for the first time in my life. I gulped and swallowed on and on and on. His pubes stank and his fat belly squashed my face as his urine flooded my throat. Somehow, I managed to drink it all, which excited Frank and he started ramming in and out making me almost sick up the piss. Then I felt the mancock grow and explode its load into my bowels. For the first time in my life I felt myself get hard within an hour of cumming. I cried with embarrassment.

Frank pulled off me, only to be replaced by Ravi’s black cock. I put my head to the side gasping breath with my eyes closed. I felt a cock stuff my mouth, and realised it was Frank I could taste cum, blood and shit, my shit and quite bit of it. I gasped my mouth open to vomit, but it was just filled more by Frank’s cock. I managed to settle down and accept the fate getting fucked both ends, feeling my hardon increase.

I was surprised at Frank’s cock get hard in no time they were both sweating and pounding me and got into unison filling both ends of me with their vile cum. I had gone from a heterosexual male to a cum slut pussy in no time at all. Ravi also had me suck him clean while Pete took his turn in fucking me. I was terribly sore from my ass whipping and the rape of my virgin ass, but they all fucked me once more, after Ravi and Pete came. When they finally finished they made me suck any cocks that were put through the holes, I gave up counting after I was soaked and swallowed twelve more loads.

Frank announced it was almost time to go, I was covered from head to toes with cum. He dragged me to my feet and pulled me still helpless, to the change area. He opened my locker and I realised that somehow he had taken my key. My tracksuit was gone, in its place was a thin pair of white shorts and a short thin white tee.

Other men watched as the three guys dressed me, putting on my panties, suspenders, and stockings, then the shorts and runners, then they removed the Velcro put on my bra and the tee. The shorts were very short, my stocking tops were totally visible, and the shorts didn’t reach the top of my ass crack making the suspenders and bright red girlie thong panties also totally visible. The tee didn’t even cover the bra. I felt the panties soak quickly with cum and the shorts and tee became transparent with the cum that was covering me.

Frank had my wallet and told me that it was good there are two spellings of Toni and in future I would use the feminine one. I blushed with fear as I realised he knew who I was and my address. I had to tell them when I would be next in Sydney, helpless with fear I blurted out that I would be back the same time the next week, he smiled and told me I would be contacted, as he smiled he waved a camera in my face. He returned my wallet and they escorted me from the building giving me no chance to clean up.

Tears messed my mascara as I walked back to my hotel wondering how I would manage to get back to my room unseen, it hadn’t even reached midnight, I sobbed realising my world had changed forever because of a stupid fantasy! I passed a shop with a mirror in the window, and what I saw was disgusting making me sob even more. People avoided me in the street or laughed and jeered calling me names. I went as quickly as possible, with my head down in shame. My fantasy, my stupid, stupid fantasy!

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My Girlfriend’s Girlfriend

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It was late in the afternoon when the phone rang and my girlfriend Julia went to answer it. After talking for a few minutes, she put the phone down.

“It’s Susie,” she said. “She wants to come over.”

“You told her it was okay I hope,” I replied.

“Yeah. I knew you wouldn’t mind.”

“No, not at all.”

Susie was a beautiful brunette and a long time friend of Julia’s. They’d been friends since high school and we had enjoyed many nights out together with her and her then boyfriend Mark who she had broken up with a few months ago.

“She’s feeling really down,” Julia told me. “She can’t seem to get a date.”

“I find that hard to believe,” I said. Susie was one of the hottest women, besides my Julia, on the planet, or so I thought. She also had one of the hottest asses I had ever seen and her tits weren’t big but were real nice to look at. She often dressed without a bra and you could see her nipples pressed up against the fabric of the t-shirt or silk blouse she was wearing.

“What’s the problem?” I asked. “I mean, c’mon, she’s a real hottie.”

“Calm down,” Julia said smiling.

“You know what I mean.”

“I don’t know. Anyway, I thought if we invited her over maybe we could cheer her up a little. Maybe relax in the hot tub, have a few drinks.”

The thought of getting in the hot tub with these two got my blood running. I started having fantasies of a three-way orgy but put it out of my mind. If nothing else, at least I would get a chance to see her friend naked. That in itself was a treat.

“When’s she coming over?” I asked.

“She’ll be here around dinner time. I asked her to eat supper with us. Then we can see what happens.”

There was a mischievous look in Julia’s eyes that got me wondering. What did she have in mind? I guess I would find out later that night.

Julia was dressed up in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Her brown hair hung down to her shoulders and her plump breasts and firm nipples showed through her t-shirt since she wasn’t wearing a bra. I imagined she probably wasn’t wearing panties either since she often walked around the house naked or practically naked all the time. She had a real nice camel toe pussy, which she kept shaved. My girl had a gorgeous ass herself and the cut-off Levis shorts she was wearing just barely covered her. She had them pulled down low on her waist and her t-shirt was a midriff, which came down just below her tits.

“Wow!” I said. “You’re looking sexy tonight.”

“Nice of you to notice,” she said.

I was wearing some bush shorts and a tank top, Julia told Susie to dress casual and so I did the same.

The doorbell rang around 5:30 and Julia opened the door to let Susie in. She was dressed in a pair of hip hugger jeans and a button down cotton blouse that was unbuttoned just low enough to be dangerous. I could tell she was bra-less and wondered if she was panty-less as well.

“Well c’mon in!” Julia said. “Don’t you look nice?”

“Thanks so much for having me over,” Susie said.

“No problem,” Julia replied. “It’s nice to have company.

After dinner, we all sat down in the living room to enjoy some rich red wine that Julia had picked up earlier in the week. Julia sat next to Susie on the couch while I sat across from them in an easy chair.

We talked about work and movies for a while and then the topic turned to Susie’s love life.

“I just can’t believe you aren’t dating anyone right now,” Julia remarked.

“Oh, it’s not that I can’t, it’s just that I haven’t met anyone that really turns me on that much.”

“That’s too bad,” Julia said.

“I wish I was as lucky to have someone like Justin here,” Susie said, looking at me.

“Yeah, I’m pretty lucky, I have to admit,” was Julia’s answer. “He’s got a nice big cock too,” she said with a smile.

“Yeah, I know,” said Susie. “So you’ve told me.”

“Wanna see it?” joked Julia?

“You can’t be serious!” Susie gasped.

“C’mon, I don’t mind,” said Julia. “We were going to see if you wanted to join us in the hot tub later anyway.”

“Wow! That does sound nice. I think I’ll take you up on that.”

Julia jumped up and pulled off her top and pulled down antalya escort her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties after all. Susie took off her top to and I got to see her hot little titties. Then she took off her jeans. She had on a pair of white, silk panties that she pulled down exposing her beautiful, shaved snatch that had just enough of a camel toe to make a guy get an erection which I did have by the time I had gotten my shorts and tank top off.

“Wow! You weren’t joking,” said Susie, looking at my hard dick, which I didn’t even try to hide. “It is big!”

“You can touch it if you want to,” said Julia.

“You don’t mind?”

“No, not at all I’m sure Justin doesn’t mind either, do you Justin?”

“If it’s okay with you dear, it’s okay with me,” was my response.

“Susie walked over to me and started fondling my balls. Then she moved her hand up to start feeling my very hard, nine inch cock which got harder when she started caressing it and sliding her hand up and down over it.

“Ooh! It is nice,” Susie said. “I wonder what if feels like?”

“Incredible. I can tell you from personal experience,” said Julia. “You can find out for yourself if you want, I mean, I know it’s been awhile for you. Maybe a good fucking is all you need.”

“Are you sure?” Susie asked.

“Hey, you’re my friend and what are friends for if not for sharing?” said Julia. “Let’s head towards the bedroom.”

“What about the hot tub?” Susie asked.

“We can do that after,” Julia told her.

So we headed for the bedroom. Julia led Susie by the hand, me following. My erection bobbed as I walked behind these two hot assed women walking in front of me holding hands.

“Before we get started, you need to do something for me,” said Julia.

“What’s that?” Susie asked.

“I need a kiss.”

“Sure, I can do that.”

With that, Julia pulled Susie towards her, they wrapped their arms around each other and started to make out, right in front of me. I couldn’t believe my eyes. They had their mouths open and were tongue kissing for about a minute or so and then they stopped and pecked each other on the lips.

“Thanks,” said Susie. “I needed that.”

“Justin,” said Julia. “You want some of this?” she said indicating Susie.

I didn’t need any further prompting. I walked forward and pulled Susie towards me. Her body was pressed up to mine and my very hard pecker and balls were pressed against her shaved vulva. I slid my hand down to her ass as we kissed. Her firm ass felt good in my hand. She opened her mouth and gave me everything she had while Julia stood there and watched. After awhile, Julia came up and joined us and the three of us stood there taking turns kissing each other while our hands explored each other’s bodies. I can’t tell you how intense the feeling is to have two women kissing you and feeling your cock at the same time or how wonderful it is to be able to feel two incredible asses at the same time while these two women made out with each other.

After awhile Julia pushed me to the bed and sat me down. “He’s all yours,” she said to Susie.

Susie kissed me on the mouth and then started kissing my neck and chest, slowly working her way down to my stomach. She moved my hard pecker out of the way while she kissed my stomach, then down to my pubic area. She pushed my legs apart and moved my balls so that she could kiss next to them before licking them and sucking them, all the while with her hand holding my cock. After that she moved her lips up and kissed and licked my dick all over. Kissing the shaft. Kissing the head and even sticking her tongue down inside the hole at the top of my cock before plunging it into her mouth. She sucked on the head at first before sliding the entire nine inches down inside her mouth. I couldn’t believe it. She had my entire cock in her mouth and held it there for a while, while resting her hands on my balls. I looked down and watched her and marveled that she could get the entire thing in her mouth. She slowly raised her head to the tip and then slowly slid her mouth down again. She did this several times, slowly raising her head and slowly lowering it while her tongue touched the area antalyadaspor.com just under the head, licking that area to give me a tremendous rush. She started fondling my balls more and speeding up her head thrusts as the intensity grew. I looked next to me to see Julia sitting there on the bed with her legs spread and masturbating while watching her friend give me head. She turned to me and kissed me and then went back to masturbating. I could tell she was enjoying this and was surprised to see how turned on she could get, watching me with another woman and not getting jealous. Finally I could take no more. I felt the pressure building till I exploded in Susie’s mouth. She kept her mouth on me and I could see her throat move as she swallowed my cum down.

“Wow!” was all I could say.

“You enjoy that honey?” Julia asked.

“Immensely,” I replied.

“Good, now it’s my turn,” she said and grabbed Susie up and laid her down on the bed. She lay on top of Susie kissing her and sucking her tits while Susie ran her hands over Julia’s ass. I laid next to them watching as they worked each other over. Julia slid down Susie’s body till she got to her vulva, which she kissed over and over again while I kissed Susie and sucked on her tits.

“Goddamn this feels good!” Susie said with passion. “I’m loving this. This is fantastic.”

Julia moved her head between Susie’s legs and started licking. I have to admit that I had never seen my woman licking another woman’s pussy before and I really enjoyed watching. She seemed to know what she was doing. Susie’s legs were parted as far as they could go. Julia had her hand on Susie’s left thigh and was holding it up so that she could get better access to Susie’s gorgeous cunt. By the way Susie was moaning and sighing I could tell that Julia was hitting all the right places. Susie had her eyes closed and seemed to be enjoying every minute of the experience. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop sucking my tits!” she exclaimed. I sucked her tits, kissed her mouth and kissed her stomach as Julia worked on her pussy. Soon I could tell that Susie was reaching a climax. Her body tensed and she started moaning as she arched her back and let out a gasp and flooded Julia’s mouth with her orgasm.

“God! That was unbelievable. Thank-you!” she said and leaned forward to kiss Julia on the mouth before turning to kiss me. “That was the best damned sex I’ve ever had.”

“Well, we’re not done yet,” said Julia. “I haven’t cum yet.”

“Just give me a minute to catch my breath,” said Susie.

“Oh that’s okay,” Julia replied. “You can just watch for awhile.

With that, Julia and I started making out while Susie watched.

“Let’s do a 69,” said Julia and with that, she laid me down on the bed and sat backwards on my face before leaning forward to put my new erection in her mouth. Susie watched as we performed oral sex on each other in front of her. It lasted for a good while with Julia pumping her mouth up and down on my cock while I stuck my tongue inside her pussy and licked her clit. We were both moaning with pleasure when Julia stopped and said. “I wanna get fucked now. Let’s do it this way,” she said, positioning herself on her knees in front of me with her back to me. “This way Susie can get a better view.”

She grabbed my dick and put it inside of her. Susie had a perfect view of my cock inside of Julia’s pussy. I was in deep, all the way to the balls. Julia held me there for a while, turning back to give me a long, deep kiss while I squeezed her tits and played with her nipples. When she stopped, I could see that Susie was on her knees in front of us, sucking Julia’s tits. She stopped for a minute and started making out with Julia and feeling her tits while the two of us started fucking. We moved slowly at first with Susie alternating between making out with Julia and then me while Julia occasionally turned to kiss me and let Susie suck her tits. Soon Susie was next to the two of us. I was grabbing her ass and kissing her while Julia moved her pussy up and down on my cock. We fucked quite awhile in that position before Julia moved forward, put her hands on the bed and let me fuck her from behind. This is when things got really intense. We were fucking pretty hard while Susie continued to make out with me, her hand on my ass, pushing me deeper into Julia’s cunt. She started whispering in my ear as well. “You like that pussy? That pussy feel good?” and “I love to watch you two fucking. You gonna fuck me like that later.” I turned to kiss her. “Yeah baby. I will.” I said.

Finally I could see that Julia was on the brink of an orgasm so I let go and came inside her as she let go herself with a tremendous moan and let her orgasm overtake her.

“Wow! You two were really goin’ at it,” Susie said.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance,” Julia replied. “I think it’s time to relax in the hot tub. Why don’t we go out there and have another glass of wine?”

We all headed into the hot tub. The water felt relaxing. I sat in between two of the most beautiful women I knew. Our legs were entwined and both Julia and Susie rested their heads on my shoulders.

“That was some of the best fucking I’ve ever experienced my dear,” Julia said, stopping to kiss me on the lips.

“You two looked really good together,” said Susie. Julia leaned forward across my chest and tongue kissed Susie, resting one hand behind her head and the other on my thigh.

After awhile, Susie started to get out of the tub.

“I guess I’d better get going,” she said.

“Oh no you don’t,” Julia retorted. “You’re spending the night. We’re not even close to finished with you yet.” And with that, we all got up and headed back to the bedroom after toweling off.

“I haven’t watched Justin fuck you yet and that’s something I’m really looking forward to,” said Julia. “In fact, one of my fantasies has been to watch him fuck another woman while she ate my pussy. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I can sure give it a try,” Susie replied.

With that, Susie and Julia sat down on the bed and started making out again. After awhile, Julia laid Susie out on the bed and positioned herself with her ass on Susie’s face so that they were in a 69 position. I watched as they went at it. They clearly seemed to be enjoying themselves judging by the sounds coming out of them. They were going at for a good little while when Julia raised her head up and beckoned me to come forward. She pulled me to her and kissed me while fondling my already hardened pecker.

“You want some of that pussy?” she asked. I nodded. “Tell me. Tell me you want to fuck that hot little cunt.”

“Yeah baby. I want to fuck that hot little cunt.”

“That’s a good boy,” she said and with that, she grabbed my cock and placed it inside of Susie’s pussy.

I could hear Susie let out a moan as I slid all nine inches inside of her. Julia was watching me and moaning herself. “We’re going to have one big fucking orgasm together,” she said. “Now, fuck that little pussy!”

I started moving inside of Susie’s cunt while Julia held onto my shoulders for support. She had her eyes closed and was definitely enjoying herself. She opened her eyes and looked at me. “I’ve always wanted to watch you fuck another women,” she told me and then we had one of the most passionate kisses I’ve ever experienced. She leaned back and watched me thrust my cock inside of Susie’s hot little cunt. Susie had her legs wrapped around my waist and was pulling me inside of her harder and harder with her legs. We fucked as hard as we could while Julia watched, occasionally leaning forward to kiss me. When I couldn’t hold it anymore I let go with an awesome orgasm, shooting my jism inside of Susie’s pussy. I could tell by the way she reacted that that was all she needed to let go herself and cum. By the look on Julia’s face I could tell that she had come too.

I pulled away from Susie and pulled my cock out of her as Julia got off her face. We both lay next to Susie and took turns kissing her and each other.

“Did you cum?” Susie asked Julia.

“I sure as fuck did,” said Julia. “Did you?”

“I came several times,” said Susie. “And I could tell by the way that Justin came inside me that he did too.”

We all lay down on the bed and Julia threw a comforter over us. I lay down on the bed with Susie on one side of me and Julia on the other, both of them resting their heads on my shoulders with their legs lying on top of mine. I couldn’t believe how good I felt.

“By the way,” said Julia. “We’re doing this again in the morning.” And with that, we all fell asleep.

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It was Friday morning about eleven when my office phone rang.

“Hi there sexy”

It was Julie, the woman I was having a sporadic affair with.

I refer to our affair as sporadic because the only time we see one another is for sex.

She tells me she loves her husband but he can’t keep her satisfied.

She used to work here but shortly after we started having nooners she quit to work for her husband.

“Well hello” I said in my sexiest voice.

“What can I do for you?”

“I’m horny” she said flat out.

I was already aroused by knowing why she called, but those words went straight to my cock causing it to rise.

“And you think I can help you with that” I asked, reaching for my swollen dick.

“Uh, uh” she cooed.

“And what do you suggest I do to alleviate your problem?” I asked teasingly.

“Oh I don’t know” she answered demurely.

There was a pause then she finished her thought” maybe make me cum”

If there was anymore blood waiting to flow into my cock her reply accelerated it, it was now rock hard.

“Just once?” I asked, trying not to sound too excited.

“Oh no” she said ” I’m very horny; I need to cum more than once.”

“How many do you suggest?” I asked trying to stretch out our game of words.

“Oh I was thinking three, maybe four times.”

That was one thing I loved about her, no matter how many times she came she always remained horny and ready for more.

All she required was for me to stay away from direct contact with her clit for a couple of minutes after she came.

Then it was as if I was touching it for the first time.

“You horny devil” I said, “you’ve got my cock throbbing.”

‘too bad I’m not there to kiss it and make it feel better.” She teased.

I couldn’t take anymore teasing, she outlasted me.

“When and where?” I asked.

“Can you pick me up?” she asked.

“No problem.”

‘the usual place in, say, half an hour?”

“See you there” I said “bye.”

I called my secretary Tracy into my office to inform her that I would be out for several hours.

I couldn’t help but wonder what her reaction would be if she saw the bulge that my still stiff cock was making in my pants.

She wasn’t old, maybe 35, but I always thought of her as kind of old-fashioned.

I don’t know why I thought that.

She had a face as cute as a button, a body with a little extra padding, but I liked women that way.

The only thing that kept me from coming on to her was my impression that she was a happily married woman, to the same man since she was 18.

Probably married to her high school sweetheart and the only erect dick she’d ever muğla escort seen was his.

I dared myself to stand and see her knee-jerk reaction, the thought got me even harder.

“Should I know where you can be reached?” she asked

“At the Rockford Motel” I answered honestly “but don’t dare call.”

She started to write it down, then she caught on and blushed.

“Luck you” she said.

I was shocked by her words.

Without thinking I stood, I wasn’t wearing a jacket so the bulge in my pants was conspicuous.

Her eyes went to it right away and her face got redder.

“Lucky her” she said without taking her eyes from it.

Again she floored me.

There was an awkward moment when neither of us knew what to say next.

Fortunately or unfortunately the phone rang and she scurried out of my office and back to her desk to answer it.

“No, he won’t be back for several hours” I heard her say.

I looked at my watch.

“Jeez, I better get going, Julie will be waiting.”

“See you later Trace” I said as I passed her desk.

“Have a good time” she replied in a suggestive manner.

“Would you like to come along?” I asked jokingly.

“Maybe next time” she replied, surprising me once again.

“I just might take you up on that “I said.

“You know where to find me” she replied.

Wow, I thought as I headed for the elevator, I”m going out to meet my sometimes girlfriend and my secretary just gave me a wide-open invitation.

It doesn’t get any better than this.

Julie was standing on the corner waiting when I arrived.

She got in the car and as soon as we were in motion she had her hand on my crotch.

“Horny?” she asked.

“Fuck, yes” I replied ‘thanks to you.”

I thought of telling her about the exchange I had with Tracy, but I didn’t want to spoil the horny mood in the car.

“Feel this” she said taking my hand and placing it between her thighs.

Her panties were soaked.

“You pee your pants?” I asked with a giggle.

” That was caused by pure, tipple grade A, pussy cream” she said, ‘thanks to you.”

“Fuck” I said “you’re going to drive me crazy”

“If you get any hornier you’ll be too hot to touch”

“My pussy already is” she answered sexily.

“You wanna play with fire?”

My cock was as hard as steel again.

She’d been tugging on it through my pants from the time she got in the car.

I could see the motel sign up ahead and not a minute too soon.

Between her dirty talk and her hand working my cock I was ready to go off in my pants.

When we got into the room she slipped out of her skirt and tossed it on the bed.

She rhodope-mugla.org walked away from me affording me the spectacle of her lovely sexy legs in white stockings, white panties clinging to her full ass.

By the time she reached the bathroom door she had shed her top to display a matching white bra.

She turned towards me and leaned on the door frame of the bathroom, striking a very sexy pose.

“Your turn” she said.

I stripped off my clothes in a flash and within seconds was standing there naked with my cock pointing straight at her.

I remained where I was for a while drinking in her sexiness and cranking my cock like a love struck schoolboy.

She motioned with her finger for me to come to her, which I did like an obedient servant.

When I got close enough she grabbed my hard-on and slowly jerked it.

I freed one of her tits from her bra and sucked the nipple until it was long and hard.

I slipped my hand into her panties to find exactly what a man hopes to feel in those circumstances.

A hot, wet, ready pussy with a clit so big I could have jerked on it like a small cock.

She leaned into me and gave me a big wet kiss with lots of tongue.

“You’re gonna make me cum” she groaned into my open mouth as my fingers kept working her swollen clit.

“Isn’t that why we’re here?” I asked.

“Oh yessss” she moaned “Oh yessss, I”m cumming.”

After her clit meted out as much pleasure as it could she grabbed my hand to stop me from further stimulating it, for the moment.

She kissed her way down my body and accosted my cock with her hungry mouth.

The way she sucked my dick was a prime example of how an orgasm did nothing to cool her down, and I loved it.

It wasn’t long before I saw her slip her hand into her panties.

“You naughty, naughty girl” I groaned.

“Are you going to make yourself cum again?”

My words seemed to push her over the edge.

She didn’t answer, just moaned loudly and slammed her thighs closed around her hand.

I felt her moans of orgasm vibrating down my shaft.

What a fiery, insatiable woman I had sucking my cock.

She had cum twice already, we weren’t in the room more than twenty minutes and she hadn’t even taken her panties off yet.

I remedied that by getting her to stand and stripping her naked.

We kissed and I sucked her tits for awhile, giving her clit a chance to recover.

Then I knew by the way she was cranking my rod and sucking my tongue that she was ready for more.

“You want me to eat your pussy?”

She didn’t answer orally but took my hand and led me, as she backed up, to the bed.

She released my hand, lay on her back and spread her legs wide.

“Eat it and then fuck it” she said in an impassioned voice.

I was tempted to fulfill her requests in reverse order.

Her pink pussy lips were swollen and parted, glistening from her plentiful juices.

Her clit peeked out from under its hood waiting to deliver more of what she hungered for.

It took all my will power to resist the enticement to ram my raging hard-on into her luscious box.

Instead I dropped between her thighs and was immediately induced by the fragrance of a horny woman to savor her juices.

I assailed her willing slit with lips, tongue and fingers.

Her back arched and her ass rose from the bed as she pushed her crotch against my face.

To say she came would be a monumental understatement.

I’m sure her cries could be heard out on the street that went by the motel.

And I’m glad I wasn’t wearing glasses because they would have been crushed when she gripped my head tightly between her thighs as she came.

She’s soon flat on her back panting.

I’m kneeling between her thighs still stroking my cock, which by now, must be wondering if it’s ever going to get off.

“Let’s see” I said “I’ve gotten you off on my fingers, gotten you off on my tongue, and you got yourself off on your fingers.”

“What’s left?”

“Poor you” she said, “I’m having all the fun.”

“Lie back and let me suck you for a while I get my feeling back, then you can fuck me.”

What feeling is that?” I asked.

“Horny” was all she said.

We exchanged places and I watched her to begin methodically sucking my cock, seeming she was more into technique than passion.

Then after a couple of minutes her demeanor changed as did the look on her face.

Suddenly she wasn’t just sucking my cock, she was making love to it and appeared to be getting great pleasure from it.

Her hand seemed to be drawn irresistibly to her pussy causing her to begin groaning.

Again I felt the vibrations in my dick but this time I didn’t have near as much staying power.

“Let me fuck you before I go off in your mouth” I panted.

She look up at me through half closed eyes.

“Oh yes” she moaned ” fuck me, fuck me now.”

She fell unto her back still fingering her voracious clit.

I got between her thighs and rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit.

“Oh, fuck me Brad, please fuck me.”

I jammed my hard-on into her full length and fucked her frantically.

She came almost immediately, sinking her fingernails into my back as she did.

Then my long-suffering cock finally got its reward, it erupted shooting stream after stream of my mind-blowing pleasure into her.

I have to say I have never been with a hornier, ever ready woman.

I think I’m in love.

Next chapter..Julie, Tracy and I?????

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