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Dear Pen Pal, April 20, 2007

How are you? I am fine, well as good as it gets I guess.

Thought I would start by describing to you what I look like. I am 18year old, level III girl, 5’8, long legs, great abs and long red hair. Blue eyes with long lashes, tasty pink lips, and a killer smile. Not to sound consisted but I am a knock-out. I just wish someone else would notice. I am the least popular girl in this entire town. I have never had a date; I have never even had a guy wink at me. I am a straight A student who spends most of her time studying cleaning up the house, or working at my family’s business. But what my family don’t know about is my secret life in my room. I probably shouldn’t tell you about it, but since we will never meet and we will only be in contact through letters it should be ok.

I have my own business; they think I go to bed early every night. But really I stay up late and entertain the men online. I am quite popular online. I make thousands of dollars a night just lying on my bed, in sexy undies, and a vibrator. The guys really go wild for that sort of thing.

Do you have a website that you enjoy going to? Maybe I will give you a sample of mine someday. Unless you are not into that sort of thing, then I will just write to you and tell you about my normal activities.

Like today for example, I was in class and I got called to the principal’s office, I had no idea why he would want to see me, I have never gotten in trouble in school ever. But I went anyways; when I walked in she was sitting there looking at her computer with a grin. She told me to have a seat and to get comfortable because this could take a while. I wondered what she wanted. Then she turned her monitor around and she was on my website. I was in complete shock, “so shall I call your mother.” She said to me as she picked up the phone. “No, no there will be no need to call my mom.” I replied to her. We Ümraniye Anal Escort ‘discussed’ some options to how she was going to punish me for this act. I can tell you about them in another letter if you want.

Hope to hear from you soon,

Janie

Dear Janie,April 28, 2007

Hi, my name is Paul and I would love to be your pen pal. Your life sounds very interesting and I would love to hear more about it. My life is pretty boring here and you are just what I need to boost it.

To answer your questions, I do enjoy the topic of your website, but I do not have a favourite, but yours could be my new favourite site if you are giving me a free sample.

Your description of yourself sounds beautiful, and sexy. I can’t imagine why you are not popular in your school. But I can understand why you would be popular online. I look forward to checking out your webpage.

So you got in trouble with the Principal, I hope she didn’t tell your mom that would be a shame.

Hope to hear how the meeting went, don’t leave anything out.

Cheers,

Paul

Dear Paul,April 30, 2007

I was very happy to receive your letter in the post. Since my last letter I have been seeing the principal on a regular basis. This is the only way she will let me off with what she found out. Every day after school I go to her office and she “punishes” me for her finding out about my web site. I don’t know if I should tell you about this, if someone read these I would probably be in more trouble. But you did ask so I guess I can trust that it will only be you reading this letter.

Well yesterday I went to her office; she had instructions left on her desk for me. I was to meet her in the detention room today. That scared me a little; I knew that other people would be there. When I walked in she looked at me and said,

“Janie come to the front Ümraniye Yaşlı Escort of the class please, I am teaching health class and I need a live model.” My stomach went to my throat. “Come on I need you to take off all of your clothes and lie on the desk with your legs spread facing the class.” I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I slowly walked to the front of the class and began to take off my clothes. I sat on the desk completely naked. “I told you to lie on the desk.” She snapped at me. I did as she asked, I was so embarrassed. She walked around me put on a glove and spreads open my vaginal lips, she started describing the parts of a vagina. “Would anyone like to come closer and take a look?” I sat up and said, “What? I don’t think so.”

She looked at the guy sitting in front of me, “can you please go around the desk and open the top drawer and pass out the things that are in there please?” He did as she asked. He passed out restraints, a ball gag, duct tape, and a blind fold. “Tie her arms and legs to the desk so she cannot move, gag her and then blindfold her please, you can pass me the tape.” She said to him. He did as she asked, while I was trying to squirm free, more guys from the class came up and helped him hold me down. They all stood around the front of me as she poked and prodded at my vagina I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. “Now boys who would like to feel it for yourself? I squirmed trying to get away. “stop it Janie” I felt a hand come across my ass. Suddenly I felt many hands all over my body. “I am going to step out of the class while you boys learn how to put on a condom and penetrate the vagina, if you try to penetrate and other holes please use lube, and be careful.” I heard her leave the room. Suddenly I felt something cold, it was the lube they were putting it on my ass. These boys were in Level II most of them had sex before and they knew all Ümraniye Zenci Escort about this stuff because it was taught in grade 7. They were all in detention and this was her way of punishing me. What I didn’t know was that this was all feeding live to my website, and the money in the bank was crazy. Everyone was tuning in to see me get fucked everywhere. The boys started to fuck me; I could feel their swollen members inside of me. At one point there were 2 cocks inside of me at the same time. One guy started to press his cock against my ass hole, until he was inside me and fucking me hard.

This letter is getting pretty long, I’m sure you didn’t want this much detail.

I hope we talk soon, Janie!

p.s. my email is …

Janie, May 01, 2007

You sure did get in trouble, and you are amazing at describing what happened. But I would love to hear how it ended and if anything more happened since then. There is nothing must to tell you about here. Life is pretty dull. Thank you for the web site, now I don’t need you to describe the things that she broadcasts.

From what I have seen you have been a busy girl, lots of cock in you everywhere. You are becoming a real pro at sucking cock and you take it in the ass so beautifully. I could watch you all day. I noticed that you don’t do your regular stuff anymore. Think that maybe you could do a show for me some night maybe this Friday night at around 8 O’clock. I hope you say yes, I will be waiting.

Well I will tell you a bit about me, I am a geek, I don’t have many friends I spend most of my time in front of the computer, lately watching or waiting for you sorry if that sounds creepy but you are so hot and I love that I am able to write to you and get to know you personally. I am your typical geek, I have glasses, wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and I love everything tech. I am self employed kind of like yourself; I am a couple years older than you I am 24. I would love to meet you someday, maybe have coffee. I can fly out to meet you, maybe I can help you with this teacher problem you have. If I am being to forward please let me know and we will stick to pen pal well e-pal now.

I hope to hear back from you soon,

Paul

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Beende yok öyle bişey acelem  var eve gidicem dedim.
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Yok olmaz diyene kaddar poşetin biir tanesi elindeydi bile neyse.
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Been biir yandan korkuyordum tanıdık biirinin görmesinden çünki okul bittikten sonrada 2 yıl devam etmişti ilişkimiz ve nerdeyse herkes biliyordu ilişkimizi.
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Biirbiirimizle tam vedalaştık yanıma geldi banaa biir kağıt verdi.
Bunu eve gidince aç, çekinme içiinde ne kötü biir şey nede telefon numarası varr dedi.
Beende kuzu kuzu aldıım.
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Been bu çocuktan ayrılırken ona lanetler okudum biir daha gördüğümde yüzüne tükürmeyen şerefsiz olsun gibi laflar eden been şimdi çocuğun yanında kuzu kesildim.
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Hemen adresini ekledim.
Biirde baktım tam karşımda beenii bekliyormuş.
Sohbete başladık.
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Beeni tebrik etti.
Mutluluklar diledi.
Fırsat bu fırsattı ona karşı olan bütün kinimi kusmalıydım.
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Gece saat 2 ye kaddar böyle beenimle konuştu daha doğrusu ağzına sıçmama izin verdi.
Artık o kaddar rahattım ki kendimi tüy gibi hafiflemiş hissediyordum.
Uykum geldi yatıcam  dedim.
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Sabah erken kalkıp ailemle kahvaltı yaptım biiraz yürüyüşe çıktım.
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Beende kimmiş o dedim? Sevgilim dedi.
Pek şaşırmadım hala eski Yüksel çapkın hovarda.
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Gelince seni tanıştırırım dedi.
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Biirden gözlerim açıldı.
Aklıma Yüksel’le ikimizin eski halleri geldi.
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Beenimle ayakta sevişmeye bayılırdı.
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Herr defasında hiçç abartmıyorum en az 3 kere beenii orgazm ederdi.
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İçime boşalınca durmaz devam ederdi.
Kocam da beenii böyle sikebilse keşke been Yüksel’le sevgilisini izlemeye devam ediyordum.
Biir yandan da etkilenmeye başlamıştım.
Amım  kabarmıştı.
Elimi üzerine atmış amımı okşuyordum.
Yüksel kızı kucağına oturtmuş dudaklarını öpüyor, kalçalarını sıkıyordu.
Bu şekilde en az 5-6 dakika kaldılar.
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Hangi kadın göğüslerinin öpülmesinden zevk almaz ki.
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Ailemin duymaması içiin kulaklığı taktım seside iyice açtım her şeyi duymak istiyordum.
Kız da tam orospu aşkım ısır göğüslerimi deyip Yyüksel’i daha da sert olması içiin teşvik ediyordu.
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Yavaş yavaş sikiyordu kızı.
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Prezervatifinde etkisiyle açılmış olan götü iyice sikiyordu.
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Bişey olmaz diye içimden geçirirken Yüksel kızı domalmış halde hızla sikmeye devam ediyordu.
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Kız artıkk iyice alışmış haldeydi.
Amını eliyle  okşuyordu.
Yüksel’i göğüslerini yalaması içiin kendine bastırıyordu.
Yüksel’de hem kızı götten sikiyor hem de löpür löpür sallanan memeleri emiyordu.
Beende burada azgınlıktan ölüyorum.
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Been bilgisayar başında aklımdan türlü fanteziler geçirirken biir anda elektrikler kesildi.
Bu başıma gelebilecek en kötü şeydi.
Bunu izlemek istiyordum.
Hemen düşündüm.
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Yüksel’de beenii içeri aldı.
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Yüksel içeri girdiğinde yüzünde imalı biir gülümseme vardı.
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Öpüşerek vakit harcamaya niyetim yoktu.
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Offf işte bu kocaman yarak içiin her şeyi yapıyorum.
Onu ağzıma alıp emmeye yalamaya başladım.
Sanki eskisinden daha büyüktü.
Yüksel gel buraya deyip beenii ayağa kaldırdı üzerimde ne varsa hepsini çıkardı.
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Been acemi orospulara beenzemem deyip onu koltuğa oturttum.
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O an aldığım zevki hala hissedebiliyorum.
Amımın dibine kaddar girmiş kocaman biir sikin üzerinde hopluyorum.
Bu beenim sahip olduğum ilk erkek yediğim ilk sikti.
Yüksel’de biir yandan bembeyaz memelerini öpüyor ısırıyor yalııyordu.
Aldığım zevki tarif edemem.
Yaklaşık 15-20 dakika böyle seviştikten sonra orgazma oldum.
1-2 dakika sonra da Yüksel orgazm oldu.
Yavaşça üzerinden kalktım siki hala kocamandı.
Beeni sikmeye devam etmesini istiyordum.
Öylede oldu.
Beeni alıp yatak odasına götürdü yatağa yatırdı.
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Sonra aniden hızlanarak sikmeye devam etti.
Tek yaptığım zevkten inlemekti.
Tek hissettiğim içime giren kocaman sikin verdiği büyük zevk.
Tam amımdan çıkacakken tekrar giriyordu dibine kaddar buda beenii daha çook kudurtuyordu.
Yine memelerimi yalamaya başlayınca fazla geçmeden ikinci kez orgazm oldum.
Yükselin durmaya niyeti yoktu.
Amım vıcık vıcık olmuştu.
Beeni kaldırıp aynaya karşı köpek gibi sikmeye başladı.
Yine hepsini sokuyordu.
Aynada kendimi izlemek bambaşka biir keyifti.
Yüksel kalçalarıma her vurduğunda göğüslerimin sallanması harikaydı ve çook azıyordum.
Sanıyorum yarım saat kaddar böyle sikiştikten sonra ilk önnce been sonra o orgazm oldu.
Müthişti.
Yorgunluktan kolumu kaldıracak halim yoktu.
İkimizde hiçç konuşmadan yarım saat yattık.
Been ne olacak şimdi diye düşünürken banyo yapmak istermisin dedi.
Zaten olan olmuş beende tamam dedim.
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Sonunda hem sikişi hem de banyoyu bitirdik.
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I make a lot of money from gay men.

Specifically closeted men. Married men. It’s easy. I go online, send them a few pics I found on the internet, and get them salivating. There are always plenty of them, faceless accounts pile on asking for a quick suck or fuck, bottom or top, whatever their fancy.

I get the blood flowing, tell them what I’ll do for/to them with a few cut and paste messages. The guys who like to dress up like sissy girls are the best. I get them to send me a face pic with their mouth open, ahegao style, begging for it. Pathetic.

At this point, I have them. Everything changes. I send a message that tells them exactly what will happen next – they will send £20 into my account, once a month, every month. That’s all. Easy, right? If they don’t, accounts get made. Facebook accounts, Twitter, Instagram- EVERYTHING they can think of, headed up with that picture of their face for their wives, girlfriends, friends, family and whoever else wants to beat off to it to see. Complete social ruination. Suddenly that £20/month seems real reasonable.

But why only £20 a month? Why not £200? £1000? Surely their decades-built reputations and families are worth more? If you’re asking that question, you just proved why I’m smarter than you. That level could ruin them financially, and that’s not what I want. I want steady income from scared sissies. I only need around 60 to earn what I would earn 8 hours a day in a call center – right now I have just over 100 paying in.

It’s a few hours work a day. They don’t all cave. I make examples of a few to show the others – I have ruined some of them. They have no information about me, they cannot find me to get their revenge. Honestly, I feel a little bad for the ones I ruin, but then again they deserved it. What kind of committed straight guy cruises online?

My girlfriend thinks I’m an up and coming remote salesman pulling around 2k a month from b2b sales. I get plenty left over after my flat’s rent and bills are paid to buy her sexy shit, lingerie, nails, hair… I look after my Chloe and she looks after my 6-inch cock. She’s a 19 year-old blonde bombshell, just shorter than me at 5’7″ and weighing 5 kilos lighter than me at 50kg. Yeah, I’m a little on the skinny side, maybe that’s why I put my brain to work ripping off boomers.

Anyway, something has been on my mind a little lately. One guy, going only by his first name Darnell, has been sending me weird stuff on the app. For about a week now I’ve been trying to snare him, but he just sends me these strange gifs. Pink spirals, with subliminal messages popping up every few seconds that I can’t quite see. I know what sissy hypno is, bullshit that doesn’t work, but there is something about these spirals that seems to hold my attention for a few seconds every time. He doesn’t reply with anything but these soft pink images.

It’s 2am Monday morning. Chloe came earlier to suck my dick and went home to study for her University course, so I’m not horny. I keep thinking of the images. They kind of form in my brain, partially, so that I see fragments, but can’t form the full image. I’m intrigued on a deep level by the imagery. I must find out what it is.

I load up my laptop to see the images on a bigger screen. I see he’s online too, and has sent another. I load it up fullscreen, the hot pink light bathing my face and naked torso, the only light in my bedroom. It entrances me, dances, makes me feel dizzy, makes me feel something… Strange in my stomach, and fizzy in my groin. I shut the screen and shake my head. What is happening to me?

Opening it again, Ümraniye Öğrenci Escort I avoid looking directly at the images. I ask him directly.

What are these images you are sending?

I wait. A minute. Two minutes.

The response from Darnell dings. It’s an audio file, 30 seconds long. Text alongside it reads only:

Wear headphones.

As I dabble in home recording I have a pair of studio-grade headphones bought with my victims’ money. I plug them in. Briefly, I consider blocking him, but something within me fizzes cautiously with a dull excitement to know the true hidden contents of the GIFs. I put on the headphones, plug in. Press play.

A high frequency plays in my ears. I feel warm. The last thing I hear before I pass out is the sound of a fingersnap.

I wake the next morning. Laptop still open at the end of the bed. Eyes and mind groggy. Must have been hot in the night, I kicked off my boxers. Fell asleep with the headphones on too. I remove them and pull the laptop towards me.

Reading Darnell and I’s chat, I see multiple audio files sent after the first. Some 5, some 7, even as long as 15 minutes. I have clearly listened to every single one, and have absolutely no memory of any of them… Strange.

The final message, sent at 3:32am, was only a time and place: 32 Pym Road, 3pm – today. So, weirdness aside, looked like Darnell would be added to my list after all. At this point I don’t even care if he pays, I just want to send my message and move on. First I need the face pic, though. I type.

Face pic or we don’t meet. ??

I sit back and scratch my head. God I need a glass of water.

Laptop dings. I look – and I freeze.

He has sent a face pic. But it ain’t him. It’s me. Full ahegao face, laid on my bed, legs spread. I have some of Chloe’s black and pink lace panties on. A dull memory throbs in the back of my mind and I feel under my pillow – I feel the soft silky material. She left them here two nights ago after we fucked. I still remember her walking out in a miniskirt, winking as she threw them at me. Dread in my stomach.

Is that good enough?

Fuck this. I’m not playing his games. I block him.

I need to sort my head out. I go into the kitchen and make myself some toast with a glass of orange juice. The sweet revitalising liquid runs down my throat as my phone dings.

It’s a text. A picture message, to my personal phone. This time I’m bent over in Chloe’s panties, looking over my shoulder with “Fuck me, Daddy?” eyes. I’m pouting. Text follows.

Think someone could recognise you?

Fuck… This is bad. He has my number. What the fuck else did he make me do?

Phone dings again. That address. I know the place, the street walking distance from mine, no.32 a newly built house set apart from the rest of the street, away from the road. What the fuck does he want from me?

I text back.

Listen man, I’m not gay. I’m not interested in this stuff. Can we just leave it here? If not it may have to become a police issue.

I bite my lip.

Another picture message.

It’s a screenshot of an unsent email to Chloe. In it are the pictures I saw, plus fifteen more, and a 30 second video. Fuck. This can’t be happening. Chloe is hot but ultimately she’s a bimbo – she’d share these with her friends just for the attention she’d get from it

Please, please don’t. Okay. I’ll come… But why? What do you want?

Tears brim my eyes.

To show the pussy how Lions play. Wear your panties.

It’s a fairly warm, breezy day as I walk Ümraniye Çıtır Escort up to the door of no.32 and ring the bell. The silk of the panties feels quite nice against my skin, I’m reluctant to admit, although it’s itchy against the hairy parts. Phone dings.

Enter. Lock door behind. Shoes off. Upstairs.

Hands trembling, I do as instructed. Inside is spacious, luxuriously furnished with a postmodern comfy vibe. A lot of beige, carpeted rooms. A huge TV on the wall of the living room to my immediate right, a corridor in the middle toward the kitchen and stairs on my left. I lock the door and begin to ascend the beige carpeted stairs.

In an ornate tub, a bath has been run for me. At the sides of the tub are girly, pink shampoos and bodywashes, lotions, razors. I shake my head and chuckle. No way.

I hear a door open, from behind. The master bedroom. As I turn a huge hulking black Adonis came into view. Naked to the waist, where he wears camo shorts over his muscled quads. The bulge is obvious. He is easily 6’5″, maybe taller. He smiles wickedly.

I’m Darnell.

Before I can say anything, he snaps his fingers, and my knees give way as he speaks words that sound like I’m hearing them from underwater… My vision blurs…

I wake in the bath. I think I hear a womans high-pitched giggle… Was that me? I shake my head. All I can smell is the scent of perfumes, lavender, grapefruit, pomegranate… My skin feels so soft. So smooth. I’m shaven everywhere I feel. My shaven legs make contact with each other and the smooth feel makes me fizz in my groin. I feel my crotch with my hands… Perfectly smooth… Why is this turning me on? Wait, why are my nails pink?!

I hear a crunch and a deep laugh. Darnell’s hulking frame is sitting on a stool across from the tub. He’s eating an apple that looks the size of a peanut in his huge hand. I rush to my feet, water dripping off me.

Did you touch me?! That’s fucking rape you sick fuck!

He chuckles, unperturbed.

I never laid a hand on you, little sissy.

His deep bronze voice reverberates in my soul, it seems. As I stand cold air hits and my shaven cock and balls retract shamefully. I feel a deep embarrassment.

I want to leave… I just want to go home. Can I please leave? Please delete the pictures?

He laughs at me again.

Afraid not, little sissy. Afraid not. You see… We have more pictures to make. Plenty more. Do as I say and they will not see the light of day. They will not know their own comfortable place in Chloe’s inbox.

I start to break down, humiliated.

But why… Are… You… Just why!

Tears streak my face. I hear a whirr and what sounds like a camera shutter. Darnell snaps my naked, smooth-shaven, crying, small-cocked body on his phone and quickly types something, thumbs moving with agility uncommon for so large a man.

Same reason you do the things you do, little sissy. Money… And a little perverse enjoyment. Step out and get dry.

I comply, using a pink fluffy towel next to the bath. I realise he has buzzed my hair completely and stifle a sob. He leaves and returns with a black and hot pink babydoll chamois. Along with it are black thigh-high stockings with hot pink bows, a lacy black garter belt, and Chloe’s sexy knickers, perfectly matching the colour scheme. He laid them out, then from his pocket produced a small pink chastity device.

This is for your clitty.

I won’t. No.

He sets it aside. Then takes out a sandy coloured, blonde-highlighted stylish wig, around shoulder length. Ümraniye Elit Escort

You will wear this.

No!

Wear it, or be exposed.

I have no choice. I meekly hang my head. He presses it on and it feels a little hot, a bit… Damp?

It has movie-strength special effect glue on it. He grins. Don’t touch until it dries, only be a few minutes. With that he gestured to the chastity device.

Please. I whisper. He chuckles again, shakes his head.

Pathetic. Pull the stockings on.

I do. The feel against my smooth legs gives me deep pleasure that I try to stifle. My arms get goosebumps. He notices a twitch in my cock and snickers.

You love it. Now these.

He produces breastforms, tight hot C cups that would give a realistic endowment to my chest. The same glue lines them as he pushes them on. Then follows the babydoll.

Now. The cage.

I just sob.

He grabs me by the hair forcefully.

Dry already!

He pulls me across the room and sits on the stool. Puts me across his knee. I cry out for help as he spanks my ass.

Please! Anyone!

Noone can hear you in here, sissy! Put the cage on!

The repeated strong blows make my ass sting more and more. I cry helplessly.

I won’t!

Alright, you asked for it.

I hear the click of a bottle and something cold hit my ass. I draw a sharp desperate breath and try to rear up but his mammoth forearm is more than enough to easily keep me bent over his knee.

Please!

I feel his lubed finger wipe up and down my clean shaved asshole, making it sopping wet. God it feels so fucking good… My cock is getting hard… No! His meaty finger prods at the entrance.

Wear the cage.

Oh God please, please no…

His finger pushes. The lube allows it to slide half an inch in. Fuck! I have to resist the urge to push back… I cannot let him win!

Like that, sissy girl?

Mmmf. I stifle a response. Please.

It goes into the first knuckle. Then the second. I can’t hold it back anymore. I moan.

He laughs. What a sissy bitch!

Now it’s all the way in. I feel paralyzed by the feeling. He draws it in, out, in, then curls it as he moves…

Fuck! Oh god it’s so good! I squeal.

Can’t fight it. I push back.

Wear the cage. He growls.

Yes! Please, anything!

I don’t even know what I’m begging for any more. My clitty is leaking. His other hand now reaches under and rubs my cock, two fingers, like he would a woman.

Good girl. The words give me immense pleasure as he fingers my ass. He rubs my cock like a clit. That’s a good girl.

Mmf mmfuck ohh God I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum…

I spurt onto the floor, legs twitching, ass pulsing around his finger, panting, moaning, breathing heavily. I push back against it again and again until I’m spent, my mess all over the floor. I can’t think.

I hear the click of plastic and feel it push around my spent cock. He rolls me off his knee onto the bathroom rug. I’m on my back, still panting, overloaded. He takes his phone from the cupboard it was balancing on, recording. I had no idea. He films me as he puts the finger to my lips.

Suck it, sissy. Suck it and I might take that cage off when you leave.

Exhausted, I meekly comply. I taste myself like a well-fucked woman who has her lovers cum on her fingers. I realise from the saltiness he must have dipped his finger in my mess before I sucked it. He grins a devils grin, showing his glowing white teeth. Even the camera lens between me and him seems to mock me.

Clean up in here, get dressed, and I’ll see you in the living room. We are not done yet. He puts the phone in his cargo short pocket. I see the key to my chastity on a chain around his neck, nestled against his massive pecs. The key to freedom for my cock.

I suppose it’s a clitty now.

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My New Neighbor and Her Surprise

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I noticed the moving truck as I came around the bend & pulled into my driveway. My neighbors were an elderly couple & had been planning to move to Florida to be near their grandchildren for some time, I guess they finally pulled the trigger.

“Heading south???” I asked as I got out of my car & headed into the garage.

“Yes, we’re finally going for it.” Jim replied.

Well, good luck to you guys. Enjoy your retirement.” I said & waved as I walked into the house.

Most of the people in this neighborhood were older, that was part of the reason I decided to move in. It was an affluent, quiet neighborhood where no one would bother me while I worked. I’m a software engineer so I spend a lot of time on my computer at home. It helped that there weren’t many distractions here & I could get my work done. Hopefully whoever moves in next won’t be too loud, I thought, guess we’ll see.

A few weeks later I saw another moving truck in the drive. I had noticed the For Sale sign had been down for about a week so I just assumed this was my new neighbor. As I pulled into my driveway, I noticed a petite, young blonde carrying a box out of the back of the truck. She was cute for sure, better be neighborly & at least go offer to help, I thought to myself.

“Hi,” I said, “My name is Trevor & I live next door. Can I help you with the boxes??”

“Last one,” she said, “Could have used you an hour ago,” she chuckled jokingly. “My name is Trisha, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

The pleasure was certainly all mine. Trisha wasn’t just cute, she was gorgeous. She had shoulder length, curly blonde hair that framed her face however, from what I could see, it looked very toned & shapely.

“Well, sorry I was late, I would have been happy to give you a hand,” I said, “Maybe I can interest you in a cup of coffee once you get all settled in.” I almost shocked myself at my forwardness but I figured, what the hell??

“That sounds wonderful,” Trisha said, “Maybe one day later this week.”

As I walked into my house, I couldn’t help but turn & take another look at Trisha. She had a smoking body & I thought I even noticed a little tramp stamp tattoo on her back as she disappeared into her garage with her last box. “Pretty hot!!” I mumbled to myself.

A few days later I was in my backyard cutting the grass when I heard Trisha yell at me over the sound of the mower.

“Hey!!” she was yelling. I killed the mower & saw her standing at my back gate. She had on a pink bikini top with a matching sarong wrap around her waist. She was holding a glass of lemonade, “Thought maybe you could use something cool,” she said.

“Great, thank you,” I replied & walked over towards her. “That sounds wonderful.”

I couldn’t help but drink her in as I walked over. The bikini top she had on was pretty skimpy & her breasts were almost spilling out of it. I tried to sneak in a few glances as we talked.

“How are you liking the neighborhood??” I asked, making small talk.

“I’m really enjoying it & everyone seems so nice.” She said. “I was just about to go lounge by the pool for a little while & I wondered if you had time to join me??”

Fuck yeah I do, I thought!! “Sure, I could use a break to cool down for a minute,” I said. “Lead the way.”

As she turned & walked through the gate & into her backyard, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass. I wished she didn’t have that cover on so I could get a better look, but it looked pretty hot as it was.

“Have a seat”, she said, pointing towards the lounge chairs alongside the pool. We sat & chatted for an hour or so, mainly small talk, where she was from, where I was from, what she did for a living, that kind of stuff, when I noticed it was starting to get dark. “Oh shoot,” I said, “I’ve been enjoying our conversation so much I almost forgot I need to finish up the yard before it gets too dark.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you,” Trisha said.

“Absolutely not, I loved chatting with you,” I said, “Hopefully we can do it again & thank you for the lemonade.”

“Of course,” she said, “What are neighbors for.”

I waved & headed back to my yard to finish mowing. It was almost dark now but I only had another 15 minutes or so to finish up so I cranked the mower back up & got back to work. As I was walking by the fence between Trisha’s yard & mine, I noticed that she had gotten up & was now in the pool. I noticed her sarong over the back of one of the chairs & I thought maybe I’ll get to catch a glimpse of her ass.

I kept mowing, back unfortunately, by the time I was finished, she was still swimming laps. Oh well, I thought, maybe next time. I killed the mower however, I thought I could hear her moaning softly. I hadn’t turned on the blower yet so obviously she didn’t know I was in the back yard. I crept over to Pendik Grup Escort the fence & listened, being sure not to make a sound as I did. Sure enough, she was moaning. Oh my God, I thought, Trisha is masturbating in her backyard.

“Oh Trevor,” she moaned lightly.

What??? She was masturbating thinking about me. Holy shit, this is hot!! I thought. I was totally frozen & didn’t know what I should do. Should I go over there & potentially embarrass myself & her in the process??

Her moaning became a little more ragged & I assumed that meant she was about to make herself cum. My cock was aching but I didn’t want to make a sound & disturb what was happening right on the other side of the fence.

“Yes, yes,” I heard her moan as she threw her head back obviously reaching her climax. After she came down, she reached up behind her & grabbed her sarong, wrapping it back around her, before getting up & going in the house. I took that as my opportunity to get up & go inside. I had barely made it inside the door before I had peeled off my clothes & was furiously beating my cock, crying out Trisha’s name as I came all over the floor of the laundry room.

The next evening, I was sitting in the backyard smoking a cigar when I heard Trisha’s back door open. It was dusk, so there was still a small bit of light allowing me to see her silhouette walking towards the pool. I heard the splash of the water from Trisha jumping in & took that as my opportunity to try to sneak over to the fence without her noticing me. I crouched down in the corner hoping the shadows would hide me a little better.

She was swimming back & forth, leisurely doing some laps. She swam to the end of the pool, on the opposite side of the yard, & started to climb out of the pool. That was when I noticed that Trisha was nude, she had been skinny dipping!!

I watched her climb out of the pool & I finally got to see that perfect ass of hers. It was tight & firm, well rounded & muscular. Her legs were tanned & toned, obviously she kept herself in great shape. Her towel was sitting on the edge of the pool & she picked it up & wrapped it around herself as she exited the pool, prematurely ending the show I was so thoroughly enjoying. She walked over to the lounge chair & sat down, only this time, unlike last night, she was facing the fence between our yards.

She laid there for a second, catching her breath, then she pushed the top of the towel down, exposing her breasts. Oh, they were magnificent. Firm, perky, with large dark nipples that were fully erect from the cold water & night air. I wanted them in my mouth, I wanted to suck her tits & fondle them so bad. My cock was quickly stiffening, so I shifted myself so I could take it out & stroke it while I watched her.

She gently started kneading her breasts, slowly arousing herself & me at the same time. She pinched her nipple & let out a soft moan as she was clearly getting turned on. She reached her hand down underneath the towel that was now around her waist. Oh my God, I thought, this is better than porn. I was stroking my cock, watching my gorgeous neighbor masturbate & I was in heaven.

Trisha was starting to get worked up, and, as she did, she pulled the towel completely off of her body. Doing so, she revealed an 8″, fully erect, cut penis. Holy shit, Trisha had a cock?? I gasped at the sight of it, probably too loudly, as that seemed to startle her & caused her to look in my direction. She seemed to disregard it though, as she went back to stroking her stiff cock.

I had a million things running through my mind; however, my lust overtook them all & I felt my cock grow even more rigid watching Trisha stroke hers. I was mesmerized by her cock, her gorgeous cock, & I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I wanted to see her cum, watch her cock explode, & I wanted to cum right along with her.

Trisha, who I thought was oblivious to my presence, started staring directly at me through the fence. I didn’t know if she could see me or not, but I’m pretty sure she knew I was there. That didn’t seem to dissuade her though, as she continued to stroke her magnificent tool right before my eyes. She closed her eyes & again I heard her moan “Trevor” while she stroked her cock. I was so turned on at the sight before me that hearing her moan my name caused me to orgasm. I started cumming all over the fence, shot after shot, while watching Trisha jerk off. She followed closely behind, calling my name again before blowing her load all over her tits. After she finished, she reached down & grabbed her towel to clean off. I stared at her intently as she got up to go back into the house & I swear I saw a mischievous little grin on her face. Did she know I was watching?? Did she put that little show on just for me?? I didn’t know, & frankly, I didn’t care, I enjoyed Pendik Manken Escort it all the same & I knew that I wanted more. Once she was back inside, I hurried into the house to clean up & jerk off again, the image of Trisha masturbating her beautiful she cock burned into my brain.

I woke up the next morning still running through last night’s events in my mind. What was she thinking about while she was masturbating?? Did she want to fuck me?? Did she want me to fuck her?? Also, why was I so turned on?? Why did I want to take her cock into my mouth & please her so bad?? I was a confused ball of horniness and I all I knew was that Trisha was right at the center of it.

“Ding-Dong”

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. I opened my front door to find Trisha standing there, looking hot, as normal, in a sexy little printed sundress.

“Hey neighbor,” she said cheerily, “I’m having trouble getting my TV & cable receiver set up in my bedroom & was wondering if you wouldn’t mind helping me??”

“Sure thing,” I replied.

“Great,” she said, “Well, come on.” She turned & headed back towards her house with me in tow.

As we walked into her room, she explained that she couldn’t get the TV to the correct input. “Here’s the problem,” I said, “You’ve got your HDMI cable from your receiver plugged into the incorrect port on your TV.” I moved it into the HDMI1 port, reset the source on her remote, & the picture popped on.

“All fixed,” I said.

“My hero,” Trisha replied. “Can I offer you a drink as a payment??”

“Sure,” I said, “What do you have in mind??”

“How about a beer??” Trisha suggested.

“Sounds great,” I said.

We walked back into the kitchen & Trisha leaned into the refrigerator to find us a couple of beers. I couldn’t help but notice that the hem of her sundress crept up her legs & revealed the tiniest hint of her panties underneath. I felt my cock start to twitch.

“Here you go sweetie,” she said, setting the beer down on the table in front of me.

“Thank you,” I replied & sat down to enjoy my drink with her.

We sat & chit chatted for a few minutes, just making small talk. She told me that she had a job interview coming up & that she was excited for this new opportunity in her life. That was part of the reason she had moved here, she told me, for better career advancements. She said she had grown tired & was just looking for a change.

“That includes my love life,” she said, very matter of factly. “I’m looking for someone who can appreciate me & have fun.”

I nodded, taking another sip of my beer.

“I think you like to have fun Trevor,” she said, “you know, like watching a girl masturbate by her pool.”

I almost spit my entire mouthful of beer out.

“It’s Ok honey, I wanted you to see,” she said, “So tell me, did you enjoy the show??” She had that coy little smirk on her face, already knowing the answer to her question.

I didn’t know what to say, I just nodded again.

“I thought so,” she said, “Did you cum?? Did you cum watching me stroke my cock??”

Again, I nodded.

“Hmmmm, maybe you’d like your own, private show, what do you think???” she asked.

“Absolutely.” I replied.

With that, she reached across the table, grabbed my face & started to kiss me passionately. I felt her tongue probing around in my mouth. “God I want you,” she hissed. “I want you now!!” She practically yanked me out of the chair & threw me up against the wall. She started grinding her hips against mine & I could feel her cock, her growing cock, pressing against my already hard dick.

“Did it turn you on baby, hearing me call out your name while I stroked my girl cock?? Did you like it when I came, just for you??” she asked.

“Oh God yes, I loved it Trisha.”

“I’m so hard right now,” she said, “Do you feel me?? Do you feel how hard you’ve made me??”

I reached my hand down between our bodies & lifted the front of her dress. I stuck my hand down the front of her panties & I found my reward, her rock-hard cock, & started stroking it in my hand.

“Ohhhhhhhhh,” she said, “That feels wonderful baby.”

I wanted to make her feel good, wanted to please her so I kept stroking, kept rubbing her cock. I ran my thumb over the head & felt the warm pre-cum on her tip. I brought it up to my lips & licked it into my mouth.

“Suck my cock Trevor, take me in your mouth baby.” Trisha commanded.

I did as I was told & dropped to my knees in front of her. Trisha took the bottom of her dress & pulled it up & bunched it around her waist. I reached up & took her panties & slid them down her toned legs, down to her ankles. Her cock sprung free, in all it’s glory, only inches from my face. I could feel the heat radiating off Pendik Masöz Escort of her as she was now all revved up. I now got my first look at her beautiful cock, up close, & what a beauty it was. It was about 8″, slightly curved upwards, & completely shaved. I wanted it, I wanted to suck Trisha’s dick.

“Taste me baby, suck my cock!!” she said as she pushed her hips forward.

I opened my mouth & Trisha’s cock slid right in. I could hear her moaning my name as she slid her cock in & out, fucking my mouth. I reached up & cupped my hand under balls, fondling them, teasing them.

“That’s it baby, make me cum, I want to cum in your mouth!!”

I pulled back off of her cock, so only the head was in my mouth. I took my hand from her balls & started stroking her cock with my hand, prompting her.

“That’s it baby, I’m so close,” she said.

I licked my tongue down the underside of her shaft, then back across the head, flicking her slit with my tongue. She rewarded me with another taste of pre-cum, which I gladly lapped up & swallowed.

“So hot,” she panted, “There’s more where that came from baby,” she said.

And I wanted it. I wanted it so badly, to taste her, to feel her cock pulse & cum in my mouth, to savor her juices. I started sucking for all I was worth, bobbing up & down on her cock, making sure to run my tongue along the shaft with each pass.

“Oh God!!” she cried out, “I’m cumming baby!!”

I felt her legs wobble so I grabbed her ass to steady her. I felt her cock twitch in my mouth & then she pushed her hips forward one last time & held my head in place as her cock erupted down my throat. The first shot went straight down my throat & into my stomach. She eased off on her grip so I was able to back her cock out so that just her head was in my mouth. I took my hands from her ass & put one on her dick, milking her, & the other on her balls. I stroked her cock, fondled her balls, & sucked her head all while she was unloading her seed into my mouth. I swallowed, gulp after gulp of her delicious semen, until she had no more to give me. She fell back into the chair, exhausted, leaving a string of cum from the tip of her cock to my lips.

“Oh my God!!” she said, “That was amazing!!”

I was still fully clothed & my cock was achingly hard. I reached into my shorts and fished out my cock & started stroking it. Looking at Trisha sitting in the chair, spent from having just fucked my face, her sundress around her waist, her panties around her ankles, & her cock, somehow, still hard, was almost too much for me.

“Show me how you did it the other night baby,” she said, “I want to see you cum this time, cum for me baby”

I stroked my cock for all I was worth, wanting to cum for Trisha. As she watched me, she stood up & took her dress all the way off. Now I could see her magnificent body, her pert, firm breasts, her toned stomach & abs, & of course, her mighty girl cock, standing proudly at attention.

“I want your cum, Trevor,” she said. “I want you to cum on my cock. Then, I’m going to use your cum as lube so I can fuck you. You like that?? Does that make you hot baby??” she asked.

As a matter of fact, it really made me hot. The thought of this beautiful shemale bending me over & fucking my ass with her gorgeous cock, using my cum to lube up my ass while she fucked me, oh yes.

“Ahhhhhh, I’m cumming Trisha!!” I cried out.

“That’s it baby, give it to me,” she said as she rubbed her cock against mine.

My cock exploded and my cum shot out onto her dick. The first shot hit her stomach, just above her cock, but dripped down onto her shaft. The second shot landed right on her shaft, the third on the head of her cock.

“That’s it baby, lube my cock for me.”

As I was still stroking my cock, I reached out & stroked my cum onto Trisha’s dick, lubing her up so she could take my ass. Truth being, she wouldn’t have to take my ass, I was going to give it to her willingly, I wanted to feel her dick inside of me, fucking me, making me hers.

“Are you ready for me baby?? Are you ready to have my cock inside of you??” she asked.

“God yes,” I replied, “Please Trisha, give me your dick!!”

With that, she turned me around & bent me over the kitchen table. She pulled my shorts & underwear down around my ankles & started rubbing her cum coated dick against my asshole. Trisha’s dining room faced the street & she had a big, plate glass window that faced out. Anyone who drove or walked by right now would clearly be able to see me, bent over the table with my pants down, & Trisha, hard cock in hand, about to fuck me. It was so dirty & so exciting all at the same time, Trisha rubbing my cum from her dick onto my ass so she could fuck me, & the possibility that anyone could see us. I could feel my cock getting hard again, even though I had just cum.

“So hot,” Trisha purred, “Such a sweet little ass. This is going to feel so good on my dick.”

I could feel her smearing the cum on my asshole, then I felt her head push against me.

“Just relax, I promise this will feel good,” she said.

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A year after my medical problems were diagnosed I went back to New York for a check up. My check up went well and the doctor was surprised that my health had improved so dramatically. I was still warned that I couldn’t over stress myself but I definitely was on the road to recovery.

Julie and I made a vacation of it by taking in some Broadway shows as well and doing quite a bit of shopping. Julie isn’t the tomboy I first met any longer. She is now very refined though the tomboy is still underneath waiting to come out. And it comes out quite often.

After a week in the big apple both Julie and I were ready to leave and return to Phoenix. After a year of living in Phoenix I found I prefer the quieter life more than the hustle and bustle of New York. Julie at first was thrilled with the city but after a week she had had enough of it and wanted to go home to our little oasis in the desert.

The day we arrived home I asked Julie to marry me. I knew that two men couldn’t be married but Julie was using her cousin’s identity and the birth certificate she was using said she was a girl I couldn’t see any reason we couldn’t be married. Julie was apprehensive about the proposal only because she wasn’t a real girl but after I explained that no one would know about her extra part she was all for the idea.

At first Julie and I decided that we would have a small wedding or maybe we would elope to Las Vegas to get married. But once Lacey heard about the up coming wedding she insisted that we get married in Phoenix and she wanted to be the one in charge of the wedding. Lacey came right over to start make all of the arrangements while I went and found an engagement ring for Julie. The wedding ring we would pick out as a couple but the engagement ring I wanted to pick out. I settled on a three-carat diamond that I knew Julie would love but say I spent too much.

When I returned home the house was filled with the seven women from our circle of swingers. Sean was also there. He took me straight out to the backyard and told me I didn’t want to be in the house while they were planing the wedding. Sean and I sat by the pool and talked while the women planned the wedding.

This was where he told me that Sandra had been chosen to replace Professor Williams as the new Mathematics Chair. I wasn’t disappointed, as I was sure she would be chosen. I knew it wasn’t because she was one of the Deans friends as Sandra was a highly educated woman and she had been at the school for a long time. Besides even though I applied for the position I wasn’t sure I really wanted it. It would mean a lot more work and I wasn’t sure I wanted that or needed the extra stress.

Sean and I stayed outside for an hour before the women broke up the meeting. Lacey and Julie came out the back door as the other women went out the front. The first thing Julie said was, “We should have eloped and not told anyone. I didn’t think planing a wedding was this complicated.”

Lacey pulled Julie into her arms and said, “It really isn’t that bad; we have all the decisions made, all we have to do is get everything together. The only thing we don’t know about is who’s walking you down the aisle. Do you think your father would do it?”

“I doubt that very much. He hasn’t spoken to me since he threw me out of the house,” Julie told her and I could see the sadness in Julie’s eyes. Julie turned to Sean and said, “Sean would you walk me down the aisle?”

“I would be honored sweetheart thought I must warn you I don’t feel old enough to be your father,” Sean told her with a smile.

The wedding day was set for the Saturday before Labor Day. Julie had talked to her mother several times before that day and she learned that her mother and her sisters would be coming down for the wedding. Nothing was said about her father. Julie asked Steve and Tessa to move in with us so her mother could use the house while they were there. Since Tessa didn’t pay any rent she felt it was the least she could do.

The Wednesday before the wedding day Julie and I were waiting at the airport for her mother to arrive. I was apprehensive seeing this was the first time I would meet her mother and her two sisters. Seeing there would be five of us I knew there wouldn’t be enough room in my truck for all five of us so I rented an town car to use and I was planning on leaving it with them so they weren’t stranded.

Julie spotted her mother as she came down the aisle and she was about to raise her hand so her mother could see her. But instantly she froze in place and her face went completely pale. Walking next to her mother was a short Spanish gentleman of about fifty years old. Behind them were two women that bore a striking resemblance to Julie. I figured these two had to be Julie’s sisters but who was the man with them?

Julie didn’t have time to tell me who he was as her sister spotted Julie and came running towards us. They both pull Julie into a group hug and smothered her with kisses. All I could hear her say above the squeals of her sisters Pendik Olgun Escort was, “What is he doing here?”

Neither girl could tell Julie anything as the older couple walked into hearing distance. As soon as they were close Julie extricated herself from her sisters and went to her mother. They hugged deeply and kissed each other’s cheeks, but Julie’s eyes never left the man’s face.

After Julie and her mother were done kissing hello Julie’s mother asked, “Well Sweetie shouldn’t you introduce us to your future husband?”

“Yes of course. Ted these are my sisters Anna and Maria, my mother Teresa Vargas and my father Jose Vargas. Everyone this my fiancé Ted Fenton.”

I was so shocked that Julie’s father had come that I didn’t realize both sisters as well as Julie’s mother kissed me on the cheek. When her father offered his hand I took it and shook it. His grip was firm as if he was trying to prove something. My grip was equally as firm and maybe a little more so. After the handshake was over Julie and I took everyone to the baggage claim area.

I could see the question in Julie’s eyes and so could her mother. All her mother would say was, “We’ll discuss it when we are alone in your house.”

The drive to Julie’s old house was very quiet with the exception of one of her sisters asking about different landmarks. Her father did little more then look out the window. When we arrived at the house I carried in three of the suitcases while Julie’s sisters carried in two each that belonged to themselves. The girls were told to unpack while Teresa followed me into the bedroom she would be using.

I laid the bags on the bed and was about to leave the room when Teresa said, “Stay here with me while father and daughter have a talk.”

I worried about Julie I didn’t want her getting hurt and I knew there was bad blood between the two so I said, “Maybe I should go and see if Julie needs me?”

Teresa put up her hand to stop me and said, “No leave them be. Jose understands that he hurt her before and he is truly sorry for that. I know he would never do it again. He misses her deeply and he wants her back in his life regardless of how she is living that life. He doesn’t understand why she is the way she is but he’s willing to accept her and that is all we can ask. Now tell me about yourself.”

Teresa and I talked for about ten minutes before both sisters came into the room. We continued to talk for another five minutes before Teresa said we should go and see how Jose and Julie were getting on.

When we entered the living room we found both Julie and Jose in a tight hug and both had tears streaming down their faces. As soon as Jose saw that we were in the room he released Julie and quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and said, “There, I apologized I hope you’re happy now.”

Teresa went to him and kissed his cheek before saying, “I’m very happy Pepe and I’ll be even happier when you walk her down the aisle on Saturday.”

That came as a shock to both Julie and me but I could see that it didn’t surprise her father. Julie asked, “Do you want to walk down the aisle with me Poppy?”

“That’s what I’m suppose to do isn’t it?” He asked in a gruff tone.

“Yes Poppy that’s what you’re suppose to do,” Julie told him and tears started to run out of her eyes once more.

Julie and I stayed with her family for another hour before we left for home. We had planed on all of us meeting at Mama’s for dinner. Julie’s mother was from Phoenix so she knew where Mama’s was and since I was leaving the rental car with them they could easily get there.

Once we were on the road I asked Julie, “I gather you didn’t expect that?”

“Not at all. My mother never said anything about my father coming down. She told me he was sorry about what he did to me but I really didn’t believe her. I just assumed that she was trying to make me feel better about it. I never thought he was truly sorry for it. Now I have to explain to Sean that he can’t walk me down the aisle. I hope he understands?”

“I’m sure he will and since I still haven’t pick out a best man maybe he can fill it at that position,” I told her.

Well Sean did understand and was happy to fill in as my best man. Lacey was ecstatic that Julie and her father had made up. She saw this as a good omen for our wedding.

The entire wedding party as well as Julie’s family met at Mama’s for dinner that night. The wedding party consisted of all our swinging friends so we were all completely at ease. There was so much flirting going on that you could feel the sexual energy in the room. Even Julie’s sisters were getting in on the flirting.

It wasn’t until late that evening when both sisters started to flirt with me. Both sisters came up to me and slid their arms around my waist before Maria said, “We thought you were gay but your friends tell us you’re bisexual. Is that true?”

I laughed and said, “That’s true but why would anyone tell you that?”

Anna brushed the hair Pendik Sarışın Escort from her eyes and said, “The two of us have been invited to the orgy the night before your wedding. Well no one said it was an orgy but they hinted that there would be. I was wondering how you fit in with the women so they told me that you and Julie are both bisexual and you two are swingers. Tell me will that continue after you two are married?”

“Maybe that’s something you should ask your sister,” I told them.

“She told us to ask you after all you are the man in your marriage,” Maria told me.

“I for one would like to continue that but it has to be a mutual thing between Julie and me, were you two thinking about come to it.” I asked not believing I was having this conversation with my future sisters in law.

“If we can get away from our parents we will. Anna and I love sex though we’ve only been to a few orgies in collage we’ve enjoyed them very much,” Maria told me.

Anna quickly said, “There is nothing like getting stuffed from both ends unless it’s getting fucked while you’re eating a sweet tasting pussy. I know that’s my favorite.”

I don’t know what these two had up their sleeves but I was getting excited just thinking about either of them getting fucked while eating someone’s pussy. I wouldn’t have minded being the one to fill either of these two delectable creatures.

Julie saved me from these lovelies by sliding both her hands around my waist and telling them, “Now you two leave my man alone.”

The sisters released their grip on my arm and Maria said, “Well if you brought us to someplace where there were single men available we might not pick on all the married ones. Beside no one else seemed to mind.”

“They wouldn’t but this guy’s going to be your brother in law that’s like incest,” Julie told her.

Maria waved her hand in a dismissive manner and said, “Like we never done that before. Anna and I have been doing each other for years. We were going to include you but Poppy threw you out before we had a chance.”

Both girls laughed at Julie’s shocked expression before Anna said, “Seriously Sis what can we do tomorrow. Mom and Poppy are going to visit some of mom’s old friends. We either have to tag along with them or sit around the house all day.”

Julie looked up at me and said, “Would it be okay if they come over to swim.”

“Sure if they promise to behave themselves,” I told her.

“Great I have a new bikini I’ve been dying to wear,” Maria told us. I had a feeling that Maria was the leader.

“Oh you can wear it if you want to, we normally don’t wear bathing suits when we’re out by the pool,” Julie told her.

I could see that Julie said this to shock her sister but it didn’t phase her one bit. “Oh goodie now I’ll get to see what my brother in law has to offer.” With that said both girls left us alone.

Once we were alone I hugged Julie tighter and said, “Are you sure about them coming over.”

“I can’t see how I could stop them now. Besides you, now Lacey, Sandra, Pam and their husbands will be coming over to work on their tans and you know what will happen once we’re all nude. If my sisters want to join in let them, they’re old enough to make up their own mind about having sex and with whom,” Julie told me.

“And what if they want it with one of us?” I asked trying to get the ground rules settled.

Julie thought for a moment and said, “I guess that would be okay. I mean I never thought of having sex with either of them but they are quite pretty. I could see where you would enjoy it. They are prettier then I am aren’t they?”

I pulled Julie even closer and said, “No my love they are not. You are by far prettier than they are. In fact you are the prettiest woman to walk the face of the earth,” I told her and in my heart I meant it.”

Julie smiled and said, “Oh you lie so sweetly, but I love hearing you say it. Now about my parents, if it’s okay with you I think we should give my father the truck to use tomorrow and my sisters could come over with the rental car. This way my parents will have to call to get direction and we’ll know there coming over. This way they won’t walk in on an orgy. I don’t think my father could handle that.”

I pulled the keys out of my pocket and said, “Good idea we can ride home with Tessa and Steve.”

Julie took the keys over to her mother and told her what was going on. Her mother thought it was a good idea not having the two sisters tagging along. After giving the keys to the rental to Maria Julie’s parents left for home. It wasn’t long after that that we moved the party to the dance club that Julie and I normally go to.

I saw that Julie’s sisters shared the same passion for salsa dancing that Julie did. In this club their options for dance partners were limited as there was little doubt about their sexuality. That didn’t stop them, as once they wore out on partner they moved on to another and even danced together quite often. Once Pendik Şişman Escort you saw them dancing together you could see they shared intimate moments by their moves on the dance floor.

At midnight Steve told me that we needed to leave as he and Tessa had work in the morning. I really didn’t want to break this up as I was enjoying myself immensely. But we also needed a ride home so we left Julie’s sisters and everyone else and drove home with Steve.

Julie and I made love that night like we hadn’t had sex in months. She seemed to need it bad and I was only too happy to fill her need. We wound up passing out around four in the morning after I had filled her several times with my seed.

I awoke to the sound of giggling coming from the kitchen. Julie was no longer at my side and I could tell she was one of the girls in the kitchen. I emptied my bladder and cleansed myself before taking a shower. I knew today I going to be on the receiving end and I wanted to be clean for whoever decided to use me for their pleasure.

After getting dressed in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt I went into the kitchen to see whom Julie was giggling with. I wasn’t surprised to find Julie and her two sisters there as well as Lacy and Sean. All four girls were wearing tight tank tops that seemed to hide little of their feminine attributes.

Each girl’s nipples were hard and they tried to poke holes thought their shirts. I knew why Lacey’s nipples were hard. Hers were always hard as she had her nipples pierced. Why the other girl’s nipples were hard I didn’t know but I would soon find out.

As soon as Julie realized I was up she started to make me breakfast. I walked over to the stove where Julie was cooking and kissed her before taking the cup of coffee she was offering me. She told me to sit and breakfast would be ready in a few minutes. When I sat next to one of my future sister in laws I asked what was up.

Maria turned to me and said, “Oh Julie was just telling us what you two do when you make love together. She seems to love it when she takes your cock up her ass. Do you enjoy it that way too or do you only do it because you know she likes to fuck you too.”

I knew right off that Maria was trying to embarrass me and I could almost feel the heat rise to my face. But before it did I said, “I love it too if you haven’t had one that way I’d be more than willing to give you a ride just so you know what it feels like.”

I couldn’t see if I was right but I could see Maria liked the idea of getting it up the ass. I could tell by the way her eyes glazed over and the way her nipples became harder. Maria cleared her throat and said, “Well how does my little sister feel about her future husband fucking her sister.”

I heard Julie laugh and say, “Don’t use me to get you out of a good fucking.”

Maria giggled and said, “Eat your breakfast first, you’re going to need all your energy to tame me cowboy.” Every one laughed but I could see that before the day was out I was going to have her.

When Julie brought over my breakfast Lacey stood and removed her top and let her shorts fall to the floor and said, “I’m going out for a quick swim before I started soaking up the sun, does anyone feel like joining me.” Sean quickly disrobed and followed his wife out to the pool.

As soon as they were gone Anna said, “You weren’t kidding about the nude sunbathing were you?”

Julie slid into the chair next to me and said, “Not at all. Why haven’t you ever sunbathed in the nude?”

Anna giggled and said, “No never. I mean where would we do that?”

Julie laughed and said, “I don’t know but you can do it here. We do it all the time. Go out and enjoy yourself.”

Anna gave a quick look to Maria before standing. In less then a second she was naked and with a blush to her face she walked out the back door to join Lacey and Sean. But before she left I took in how beautiful she was. She had a full growth of pubic hair on her genitals but everywhere else she was smooth. Her deep rich tan was broken by the pale stripes that were hidden when she wore a string bikini. Her breasts were darker then a normal white woman, which attested to her Spanish heritage, but they were still pale compared to the area that was never covered by a swimsuit. I could tell her ass was firm due to the fact it didn’t jiggle as she walked to the door. Her tits sagged slightly attesting to the fact that they, unlike Lacey’s and Julie’s, were natural. It wasn’t until she had closed the door I could finally look back at my plate.

When her sister had left the room Julie said, “What about you Maria are you going to join them?”

I could see that Maria was looking to say something that would either be considered brash or smart-ass, but instead she became serious and asked, “Before when you said not to look to you to get me out of a good fucking were you just kidding or were you serious about not caring if Ted made love to me.”

Julie sighed and said, “I care very much if Ted made love to you but if you wanted to have sex with him then it would be okay with me. You see the two of us have sex with other people but we only make love to each other.”

“You mean if I wanted Ted to do me the way he does you. I mean in my bottom then you would be okay with that?” Maria asked.

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The (Authoress’s note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. This is only a fantasy story. I only wish there is enough here to make each of you happy. To those who have given me constructive criticisms as well as those with praise thanks. If you don’t like the story that’s understandable but please be kind in your critique. Lauren Westley.

A lifetime seems to become shorter when you reach fifty-five; also known as the double nickel. My twenty-year marriage had ended in divorce and since we had been a childless couple I didn’t contest incompatibility. If I had been more honest with myself I probably would never have married. It wasn’t sexless but it was without passion.

During our divorce my last parent had passed away. Mother had outlived my Dad by nearly ten years and since I had no siblings I inherited what little estate remained. The most valuable was the deed to a small ranch house with no mortgage outside Tupelo, Mississippi. As nondescript as the house is it was still my home. In settling the divorce I had not wanted anything from our house in Auburn Georgia but instead found my mother’s furnishings quite adequate.

It took awhile for me to decide to move from my room to refurnishing the master to my liking. I had the bathroom redone having taken an adjacent room and joining it to make a wonderful modern, large bathroom. During the renovation an old door to a closet revealed a mirror had been covered over by plywood and painted on the other side. It was a beautiful beveled antique mirror. Over the years it had crackled a bit but my decorator and I decided it would make a wonderful full-length mirror for the new bathroom.

No bathtub had been installed since I’ve taken showers since I was a young boy despite my mental proclivity. You see, ever since I could remember I had mentally thought of myself as having been a woman but when I explain what I look like you’ll understand why I buried the idea deep in a hidden and private area of my brain.

At fifty-five I stand six foot tall and weigh 230 pounds. I’m big and hairy except for my head, which is balding with plenty of white and gray with what remains. I am what you call a bear of a man.

One night, after I had showered, as I stood on the limestone floor in front of my antique mirror looking at the somewhat crackled mirror reflection of me my mind concentrated on seeing my hairy mans’ body and at the same time thinking of the girl I dreamed I should have been. Holding my second vodka martini with my naked body in the mirror I momentarily was shocked when I looked down at my feet and for a moment thought I saw feminine toes with red toenail polish.

That night I dreamt a dream from back in my childhood when I visited my cousins. Christina was three years older then David and I. I stayed there for a week. For some reason I Kartal Yabancı Escort ended up in Christina’s room. I remember looking in her drawer and finding a simple pair of white satin panties. I put them on and I felt so good. And then I put them back in the draw and pressed all those thoughts deep into my mind as I pressed the panties flat as if squeezing out my unholy thoughts. For my lifetime I only remembered them from time to time.

However this night I dreamt of being in that room with the pastel colors; a smell of jasmine wafting through the air as I saw myself as Christina and not as Bobbie, my mind awake but my body asleep. The night was electric with my dream. I’m sure you’ve had vivid dreams. This was one of those. I awoke in the morning disappointed and got back to the reality of my job and boring life. By early afternoon my thoughts turned back to the day before and I assured myself I would do exactly the same thing as yesterday and see what may happen.

Even though my mind was elsewhere I saw my big hairy hands complete my workload early and since I wasn’t an hourly employee I decided to go home at four pm. The ride in my vintage wreck of a Honda Civic kept me in both anticipation and suspense. As I drove I thought if I were Christina I wouldn’t drive this heap. Instead I’d have a Mercedes convertible; white with red leather interior. I’d have blond hair, blue eyes and a skirt riding up my thighs. But here I was, David driving this Civic wearing Sam’s Club clothing. Even my no name sneakers told the story of my sorry ass.

Arriving home I lumbered out of the dinged up Civic and walked to my front door. The door was the only outward sign of another me. In a nondescript neighborhood of homes I had painted the door a glossy shade between watermelon and plum. It was an oddity on my street but when I was asked why I would reply, “the color was on sale.” But it was a feminine touch for such a bachelor pad.

Home at last with my outlandish colored door closed behind me I took stock of my meager abode. Since this house had been my mom’s the living room furniture was old and worn but since my Mom a decorator it had her look. The sofa was green worsted wool and the stuffed chairs a plaid of yellow and brown. Actually it looked atrocious. I guess I knew where my door color came from genetically.

My bedroom was a different story. I had done the whole thing in black and white. It was a neither here nor there scheme and without a gender orientation, modern Spartan. I removed my clothes laying them on the bed and walked naked into the bathroom. Avoiding the mirror I turned on the shower and while waiting for the water to warm brushed my teeth. The one good asset I had. They were white, straight and created a nice smile. In the mirror above the sink I could see my five o’clock shadow, which had arrived as usual Kartal Yeni Escort early. Washing my legs my fingers glided over the thick testosterone follicles.

All clean I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off. The mirror above the sink showed a middle-aged man who had aged badly. There was no growing old gracefully for me. I had simply grown old. It’s funny how my mind and my body didn’t match as if God had played a cruel trick on me.

I caught an odd glimpse of my butt reflected in the mirror above my sink reflecting from the antique mirror behind. But I didn’t see my flat butt. Instead as I looked I saw a perfectly rounded feminine ass. I could only see the left-hand side but I saw enough to see the curvature of my waist and hairless thigh.

Shocked I stood longer looking then you’d expect. I was amazed. Awed.

Over the next week I would return to my mirror each night. Spending more and more time looking at the beautiful me. When I touched my body she touched hers. It wasn’t mine because my hands felt my balls and penis as she felt her Venus mound and pussy.

Each night I got to know her body and it was exquisite. I fail at the words to express what I saw. The words seem so mundane comparatively but here is whom I saw. Judging from my height I estimate her to be 5’7″, small frame, perhaps 115 pounds. I don’t know her cup size but they appear as if sculpted by the gods to perfection. When my hands lifted my chest I could tell how lush they would feel as her hands mimicked mine. Her nipples were moderate pink toned with wonderful areolas. To look at her skin was to think she was photo shopped. The only blemish on her skin was a small beauty mark, a mole, just to the left of her small blond patch of hair above her mon pubis and although her skin was a radiant white it seemed obvious her skin would tan a golden bronze.

Her arms and legs showed feminine muscularity. Her face was strikingly beautiful. Full-unpainted lips radiating a pouting sensuality captivated my eyes.

I spent hours before the mirror studying her and she seemed to be studying me, a mirror image. Her calves were turned so femininely with light blond fuzz and what appeared cotton like in texture. And although I couldn’t smell her I imagined her scent to be a mixture of honey and lavender.

The days at work blurred while my nights and weekends were full with an emotional rapture I can’t describe. At work I worried she’d be gone but fortunately she was there when I got home.

Everything changed one Friday evening while I standing looking at her. I was very close, within inches, to the mirror. A small smudge on the mirror blurred one of her areola. I reached out to rub it clean when something truly amazing happened. My forefinger reached for the mirror and so did hers. Our fingers didn’t stop at the mirror but instead Kartal Masaj Salonu rippled through the mirror and I was touching her nipple and she mine. The shock was mental electric. My minds so shocked I pulled my hand back quickly and began to perspire. Shaking I left the bathroom scared, excited and emotionally drained.

Saturday morning I got up. I didn’t even go to the bathroom. Instead I got dressed and went out for the whole day. And although all I thought about was what had happened the night before I stayed away from the mirror until Sunday morning. Drawn like a moth to a fire I walked over to the mirror after showering. She was still there. Dripping wet like I was. Her blond hair darkened wet shedding water droplets onto her breasts.

What should I do? What would happen if? And as if lightening flashed across my synapses a decision and action formulated and became action. I walked into the mirror and she walked out into my bathroom. I turned watching myself leave my bathroom and I realized I was now her. The mirror changed from showing my bathroom to simply reflecting my new body. And as much as I was now who I always wanted to be I was also scared. I wondered how this mirror worked. Why wasn’t she there while I was standing here? What had happened?

I walked naked with an unimaginable feeling. The whole movement of my body was different. It was so much more then just the movement and awareness of my breasts. Wandering through her place, now my place, I found I was in a one-bedroom apartment with no windows and no doors. There was a closet full of beautiful dresses and dresser full of erotic lingerie. There was a kitchen with a dining area. The bathroom was large with a vanity and it was in the drawer on the right of the vanity I found this note later that day.

“I have been stuck here for nearly 60 years waiting for someone to change places with. Every day and every night I would come to the mirror hoping someone would be there. Finally you arrived. I have very little to tell you except this. You must learn everything about being a woman including menstruation, cramps, mood swings but fortunately you cannot get pregnant. If you are successful windows and doors will magically appear and you will find yourself in a world where you are the only woman. You have thirty days to accomplish this. If you are not successful the mirror will disappear and you will still be what you are. The mirror is your only hope to find a way out of here. And although I will have the mirror boarded up again someday someone will find it and you may be able to entice them to do what I enticed you to do. The mirror seems to only works when the owner is alone looking into it. I don’t really know how the magic works but I know it pulled me in some sixty years ago. Whether you take the next thirty days seriously or not the men will come on the thirty-first day. You will learn to please the very many seductive and perverted pleasures of men with your body. Without the mirror it could be for eternity. The first thing for you to do is pick a name and write it in the red leather bound book you’ll find on the top shelf of the bookcase. Serena.

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