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I have already told you how Lorri and I met and how she revealed her “surprise” tome that Saturday evening, but without many details.

As you notice, I refer to Lorri as “she” because to me that what she was and will forever be though she did have the extra part that none other that I have met had.

That first Saturday night after we had been kissing and after I had gotten aroused while making out with her, she told me that she had to be honest with me and make sure that I knew her secret. That is when she put my hand on her “boobies” to make sure that I knew they were real and then she moved my hand to her panties and put my hand between her legs so that I would feel the lump that was her “clitty” which she said used to be called her cock or dick.

After the initial surprise, and me really not knowing or understanding what was going on, we spent much time talking about how she had been born a boy and that she lived that way until deciding that she didn’t want that anymore. She had been gay, or queer as her dad and others called her, through her teen years and early twenties. She went to college and obtained a BA degree while fighting her feelings.

She found a job in her hometown but she was still a gay guy trapped in a body that she felt should have been a girl. She did research and found a clinic that specialized in helping people like her. She met with them and learned what she needed to do which was a year of counseling before beginning any treatments.

She moved from her hometown to the town she lived in when we met; began counseling; went to court to legally change her name from Larry to Lorri; began living as a girl; found a good job; completed counseling; began hormone treatments and became what she was when we met.

She said the hormone treatments changed her body from being a boy to a girl by making her skin Bostancı Anal Escort softer and smoother; gradually got rid of her facial hair; made her boobies grow and rearranged her body to look more like the girl with “girly curves” that she looked like. The only thing that they couldn’t do was get rid of her cock. The only way to get rid of it was surgery and she said nobody was cutting that off that she loved it too much. (by the way, it was a very nice one. About 7″ long when hard, with a nice bulb head, sort of thick over nice balls that hung sort of low she said because she stretched them when she was younger). She could still get nice and hard especially when played with.

During our conversation that 1st night, and to make her feel more at ease, I explained that I always identified as bi-sexual and told her of my male to male experiences from the time that I was 16 and that I was pretty versatile but that I really enjoyed being “bottom” when possible. Her comment to that was “mmmmm that will make for an interesting relationship with us won’t it”.

The 1st night, after about 3 hours of talking and sharing stories and having a couple of drinks, she asked if I wanted her to leave since she wasn’t what I expected for a date. I said “hell no I want you to be here as often as you want and as often as you can.”

We began kissing, long deep kisses, they type that seemed to totally engulf our mouths. We unbuttoned her blouse and she removed it and I saw beautiful full tits with large dark pink nipples. (she said that her boobies were so sensitive and they loved to be kissed and nibbled). I began kissing her tits, moved down her smooth belly. She asked me to stop and reached down and pulled her panties off. When she did I saw her semi-hard “clitty” pop up out from her panties. I kissed down her belly and found her clitty Bostancı Yaşlı Escort and began kissing it and found that there was pre-cum on it. I kissed and sucked her clitty and then down to her smooth big balls. (she had no pube hair. Her body was perfectly smooth and I later learned that the hormones along with “grooming” kept all body hair off). She allowed me to kiss and suck all I wanted. I loved the taste and feel of her clitty and the pre-cum that was coming out. I rolled her a little on her side so that I could kiss her “asspussy”. I kissed all over her asspussy, pushing my tongue inside as much as I could. She was moaning and telling me how all that I was doing felt so awesome.

Then she pushed me off on to my back. She kissed by tits and down my belly directly to my cock. She kissed and sucked and I told her she would need to stop that before there was an explosion. Then she straddled me, sitting directly over my cock. She put some spit on her fingers, rubbed it on my cock, then slowly she lowered herself down on my cock. It felt so warm and so tight as my cock entered her asspussy. She told me to lay still as she slowly pushed down so that my cock was entirely inside her. She sat there for a few seconds then she leaned forward and told me to kiss and suck and nibble her boobies. She started moving and grinding her asspussy down. Then she began slowly moving up and down. She took my hands and put them on her boobies and told me to pinch her nipples and pull them. As I was pulling them she began riding me harder and faster. I told her that I was about to explode and she said for me to hold it. She told me to hold it a couple of times then she said “I can’t hold mine anymore” and began cumming and I did the same. She came all over my chest and my cum filled her asspussy. She kept riding until we were both totally drained. Bostancı Zenci Escort She caught her breath then she gently slid off and sort of fell beside me. We were both drained of energy at that point.

As we rested she said that was the first time that she had cum like that in a long time. She said the guy she had dated for about 6 months stopped being interested in sex with her because he said that he wasn’t gay and couldn’t continue with their relationship. She said that she had explained her details with him and been honest with him long before and that he seemed to accept it but as time went on he became more distant with her until he finally broke up with her. She said that he wouldn’t allow her to even touch his ass and mostly he would only give her a hand job sometimes but not very often so she had to take care of it herself. She said for the last few months that her only relief has been masturbation and for about 2 months nothing had been in her asspussy except her fingers.

She explained that the hormones don’t always allow her to get hard unless her clitty is played with or direct contact and that tonight was so exciting and that she was surprised that she got as hard as she did while I was sucking her and that she came while she was riding me.

I kissed her then bent down and took her clitty in my mouth and cleaned the cum off the tip and sucked it a little and told her not to worry that I would try to take care of it for her. She said that she probably wouldn’t get hard again right away but might again in a while with a little help. She put her hand around my limp cock and said that she hoped that, when she did, there might be a spot for it like it was for my hard cock if I wanted to still be with her. I told her that wherever she wanted to put her clitty it was very welcome and that my cock was hers to have however and as often as she wanted. She looked at me with her beautiful greenish eyes and asked when she needed to leave. I told her Monday morning when we go to work. She said fine “there will be lots of fun for both of us before then.”

We kissed – snuggled and fell asleep for a little while until?????

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I stepped into my apartment and let out a sigh of relief. I kicked my shoes into my shoe cubby and hung up my keys.

I stripped as I headed toward the bathroom. Work had been horrible, a huge pile up had the E.D packed with people all night. All I wanted was a hot shower and a hot cup of coffee to follow, possibly Irish.

I scrubbed my skin vigorously, turning it a rosy pink; washed my thick red hair and shaved all the necessary areas. Making sure I was smooth to the touch.

I started to rub my pussy, feeling the soft skin in my most private place. I love the way it feels right after shaving. I continued to play. My left hand slid up my soapy body to pinch my big pink nipples, the left and then the right. All the while I rubbed my lips, just on the outside, my labia still tucked together.

“Fuck” I moaned softly. This is what I needed, I thought.

My index finger slid up through my wetness, parting my folds and finding my engorged clit. Circling it gently. I was so into my own pleasure I didn’t hear the door open.

“What are you doing baby girl?”

“Oh shit…sorry!” I dropped my hands and covered myself in shame.

“Daddy, I didn’t know you were home. I know you asked me not to play with myself, but I forgot.” I whined petulantly. I knew he would be disappointed in me.

“Little girl, I asked that of you, for my pleasure and yours. I want you to cum hard for me, to be pent up for me, when I finally fuck that sweet cunt again.” He pulled the glass door open and shut off the water.

“Did you cum slut, or did I interrupt you before you got that far?”

I fidgeted under his scrutiny, but I looked him in the eye when I answered. “You interrupted Sir. I haven’t cum since you told me not to.”

He pulled me out of the shower and dried my body with the towel, taking extra care of my curves, methodically wiping me down. My nipples hardened as he brushed the towel over my breasts back and forth.

“Alright little girl, head to our room, ass up over the bench at the end of the bed please. I’ll be there in a moment”

“Yes sir.” I bit my lip and slipped past him. His big hand smacked my round ass as I brushed by, heading into the master bedroom.

My legs were shaking as I knelt down on the bench, lifting my bottom high into the air. My plump pussy lips peeked out from between my thighs. He was Ataşehir Öğrenci Escort letting me stew in here, waiting to ramp up my anxiety. My glutes tensed in anticipation.

“Now that is a beautiful sight babyslut. You have such a kissable ass.”

He grunted. “No kisses today though. You know what’s in store for this big pale bottom, slut?”

I swallowed my groan and attempted to relax my muscles.

“Yes Sir. I was a bad girl and you’re gonna spank me.”

I knew when he started calling me slut, he wasn’t my Daddy anymore. This was my Sir, commanding complete control over me.

“That’s right babyslut, I’m gonna turn this ass a nice shade of red before I fuck it.”

My insides squirmed. I knew I was in for pain and punishment, but my pussy was on fire for it, dripping down my thick pale thighs. My ass swayed unconsciously, as if begging to be spanked and marked.

With my face down against the soft material of the bed, I could do nothing but listen intently. The rustle of his shirt as he slowly unbuttoned it, falling to the floor in a shush of fabric. The way his belt jangled as he undid it. My ass cheeks clenched in response. I heard the flick of the button on his jeans and I shivered, knowing how he looks with them slung low, his athletic build looks strong when he wields a belt, so sexy when he builds up a sweat.

My heart rate was erratic. My body was caught in between extreme arousal and trepidation. I could feel my cunt throbbing with need even as my body tightened in response to the snap of the leather. It could have been the sound of that belt or my damp hair that made me shiver.

My muscles flexed as I felt his heat tuck in close behind me.

“Take your spanking slut, take it like a good girl. You’ll even enjoy your punishment, won’t you?”

He played with my big round ass cheeks as he spoke. The leather belt trailed up my outer thigh. Goosebumps dotted my skin everywhere the leather dragged against me. I had almost started to relax when the first strike rained down onto my left butt cheek. I howled in pain and surprise. He wasn’t holding back.

“Oooooh!” I cried, eliciting a chuckle from him.

“You can scream better than that babyslut.”

Another hard blow landed against my pale flesh, searing into me and leaving my bottom burning.

“Eight more Ataşehir Çıtır Escort my slut. I want to hear you as they land. Count for your Sir.”

I heard the whistle of displaced air as the third spank came down. My ass puckered as the belt crossed over the first line he marked me with. I howled.

“Three Sir!”

Three more spanks came down in rapid succession.

“Four, five, six!”

My eyes were wet and leaking onto my flushed cheeks. The pain was spreading a warm throb, straight to my greedy pussy. To my chagrin I realized my slick juices where now smeared between my thighs and glistening on my labia. He must have realized too because a thick callused finger slid up and down my slit. He breathed deeply behind me. His jean covered cock, pressed against my red, hot globes.

I could hear the smirk in his voice as he said, ” I knew you’d enjoy your punishment babyslut.”

My ass wiggled and tensed in preparation for the next smack. It landed across my lower right cheek, the tender spot where my ass meets my thigh. I sobbed.

“Seven.”

He pet my burning bottom before eight and nine caught me along the same spot on the opposite side, then right over the split of my ass. I knew where ten would land before I finished counting for him.

My pussy throbbed and my pelvis clenched as the belt licked against my most sensitive flesh. I screamed a full, hearty scream, cumming even as the pain blazed.

“Ten!!”

The belt fell to the floor with a thud. His big hands rubbed over my ass soothingly at first, then squeezing my cheeks and down my thighs. Pulling my ass open so he could look down at my tight puckered hole. I whimpered and cried silent tears; My orgasm still radiating, sending tingles through my body.

“I love you babyslut.” He afforded me this small warm gesture before I felt his spit dribble down my cleft, running over my rosebud.

His fat mushroom shaped head rubbed through my slick folds as his knees pushed mine to a wider position. I felt him at my hole a breath before he was pushing inside me. My swollen cunt grabbed his shaft as he pushed forward, my cum lubricating the way.

I made breathy grunts and moans as his cock plunged in and out of my tight cunt with ferocity. His deep groans of satisfaction spurred me on, made me hotter. I started to thrust back against Ataşehir Elit Escort him. Each smack of skin lit my ass up again, making the burn and ache inside me grow.

With a suddenness that left me feeling empty, he pulled his shaft completely free of my warm confines.

“Flip onto your back slut, ass up, knees to your chest.”

My body was vibrating with need as I turned over, laying half on the bed. I looked up at him, my teeth worrying my bottom lip. I could see the way his eyes had gone dark, the pupil dilating to obscure the natural blue color. His voice was husky and deep and made me tremble, more of my juices drooling out of my pussy as I arranged myself as ordered.

He put his big hands on my legs and pushed them down and back, squishing my large chest with my knees. My ass was opened for him and he pushed against my pucker. The resistance there held only another second before he breached my star. I whimpered as the thickest part of him stretched my outer ring. My ass burning slightly at the invasion.

He took his time, letting my bottom open and swallow closed around him. He reached down with his right hand and started to expertly manipulate my clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he began to saw in and out of my tight anus. I wriggled beneath him, so full. The sensations on my clit made my ass tighten around him.

“That’s a good girl. Clench your ass on my cock. Let me feel you ripple around me as you cum. Milk the cum from balls.”

“Oh fuck.” I managed as he sped up his fingers, rubbing my clit faster. His cock like a piston, pumping in and out, in and out.

It was looking into his coal dark eyes, his teeth bared in a look of feral pleasure that caused me to peak and fall into my orgasm. My muscles clenched down tight around his cock. My whole pelvis spasmed as I screamed out for him.

“Sir, oh fuck Daddy!”

My pussy splashed against his stomach as he growled and pumped his hot seed inside of me. My head rolled back and forth against the bed below me. Seconds or minutes passed before I fully came back to myself. He pulled free from my tight channel and scooped me into his arms, cradling me close.

My head rested against his chest, listening to his heartbeat; bobbing slowly as he walked us back to our shower. He sat on the seat with me on his lap and turned on the hot water. He pressed kisses along my temple and against my hair. The heat and steam filled the glass shower quickly, warming me and rinsing me clean of our combined mess.

As I sat up and started to wiggle, Daddy whispered, “Now babygirl, if your gonna masturbate in the shower, we should try out the detachable shower head.”

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LET THE GAMES BEGIN!

CHAPTER 1

Tom knew that he couldn’t last much longer. The inevitable release of his semen was about to happen. After all, he had been sucking and fucking Julie for over two hours now and he desperately wanted release.

He told her so.

She replied; it was the first words that had emanated from her lips for the last ten minutes or so as she had encountered one huge orgasm after another. They seemed to start just after one had catapulted her into ecstasy and, as such, all that Tom had heard were guttural sounds like ‘aagh!’ and ‘ugh!’

“If you are going to cum,” she grunted, “then cum like a porn star!”

“Eh?” he stopped his thrusting for a second.

“You heard me, cum like a fucking porn star!”

He knew what she meant but this was a first time for both of them. Tom quickly got his cock back into extra speed as he hammered her pussy as hard as he could and, seconds later, screamed that the imminent arrival of sperm was about to explode.

Julie smiled, knowing that she had been well, and truly, fucked and that she was about to get her reward with hot, and sticky, cock juice.

“Pull out,” she demanded, “cum all over my stockings you bastard!”

That was more than Tom could handle and he duly plopped out of her achingly wet pussy and did as she wanted. His right hand immediately caressed his cock and he wasted no time in wanking himself in front of her adoring eyes. “Cum on my stockings,” were the last words that Tom heard before stream, after sticky stream, of hot semen blasted from his body. His first aim wasn’t too good as it flared up high in the air and splattered Julie’s stomach and tits. The initial burst over, Tom then guided his impressive fuck-toy down towards Julie’s black stockings.

A huge glob of cum came jerking out of him and saturated Julie’s inner left thigh. Another jerk of his hand saw more of his grey semen soak her left thigh, then there were more, and more, jerks that left his body and landed on Julie’s shaved cunt and tummy.

Tom had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he finished his wanking over Julie’s ravished body. He didn’t see her cup up his cum that he had blasted onto her body and massage the salty treat onto her fantastic tits.

“Come here lover,” she cooed as Tom, finally, ran out of fuck juice, “I really need you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?” said the panting man as he caressed his penis in front of her.

“I want you to suck my breasts.”

Tom didn’t hesitate and immediately flung himself forward onto the luscious orbs that were offered to him. He sucked eagerly at the first nipple that was offered to him and tasted his own cum that had been smeared on the soft mound that was held up to him.

“You bitch!” he managed to say before he moved onto her next breast to continue tasting himself. “You are a beautiful, gorgeous bitch!”

“You are quite fucking hot as well, now finish cleaning my tits but leave the stockings messy. Who knows? I might need you to clean them later?” she added with a wink as Tom devoured each breast of his cum, and then moved on greedily to the salty flavour that had been caressed into her hugely erect nipples.

Indeed, it was her nipples that Tom loved so much. Her tits weren’t the biggest that he had sucked and fondled but they were perfectly formed…and the nipples? Well, they were just to die for. Aroused, they popped out to the size of Tom’s pinkie nail. He knew, he had measured them! And sensitive? Julie could even orgasm with just having her breasts sucked and man-handled.

As Tom was enjoying this after-sex buffet he heard his phone ring; sitting up from his tit sucking he took a quick glance at his watch, “Shit!” he exclaimed.

“What is it?”

“It’s Paul and Shirley; they were going to give me a lift into town to pick up my car from the garage, oh fuck!”

“Don’t worry my lovely fuck-buddy, go and get your car and then…”

“Then what?”

“Well, let’s just say that I won’t be removing these stockings until you get back and then you get to remove them.”

“How?” Tom said with a lascivious look.

“”Your choice,” Julie said in her sexiest voice, “you can either use your teeth or…”

“Or?” Tom asked in anticipation.

“Or,” she continued, “you can use that lovely big prick you have to slip under the suspender belt and force everything down my legs until I am ready to be fucked again. Sounds good?

Tom merely answered with a wicked grin and a nod before adding, “Julie you are such a fantastic fuck-buddy but even I could fall in love with you!”

“Get off me and pick up your car,” she said venomously, “and besides,” she went on to say in a softer tone as she involuntarily kneaded her breasts and hyper-sensitive nipples which caused a low moan of pleasure to emanate from her ruby-red lips, “I want more of you inside me, asap as they say.” This was accompanied with the most suggestive wink that Tom had ever seen. He felt a response in his cock and was sorely tempted to carry on with another fucking but, he also knew that he could come back to the sensuous mouth, pussy, ass and tits later on and, the sooner he went, the sooner he would be inside her mouth and cunt. Not her ass, he reminded himself, as Julie had told Ataşehir Anal Escort him that Big Bert had been up there two nights ago and she was still tender from the biggest butt-fuck that she had ever had.

More of Bert later!

Tom hurriedly got dressed and, moments later, he opened Julie’s bedroom door and went to depart. He couldn’t resist the temptation to take a backwards glance and, what he saw, brought a huge grin to his face. He saw the gyrating body of his slim fuck-buddy as she massaged her sensitive clit and tits, bringing about yet another orgasm upon herself. Julie opened her eyes for a second, smiled at the departing Tom and mouthed the words, “don’t be long, I need to fuck!”

Tom acknowledged with a nod and, before being tempted once more, raced out of the room.

He reached the road and started a gentle jog back to his flat, less than half a mile away, to where he had arranged for Paul to pick him up. As he jogged he glanced at his mobile and saw that he had one missed call. He knew who it was from and, still running, he replied. The call was answered within seconds. “Tom? Where the hell are you?”

“I’m on my way, I’ll be there in two minutes.” His voice unlaboured in spite of the gentle run that had developed into a sprint. True to his word, Tom turned the next corner and saw the familiar sight of Paul’s car, its engine purring outside of Tom’s apartment.

“Get in!” Paul shouted as he ran down the passenger seat window. Tom gave a thank you thumbs up sign as he approached the car, recognising who the passenger was as he did. It didn’t take much of a guess as he knew it would be Shirley, Paul’s girlfriend.

Paul’s girlfriend had the most beautiful breasts that Tom had never seen. Still, that fact might change as the story progresses but they were big and she knew it. Tom had never hit on her simply because she was the girlfriend of his best pal but that didn’t stop him fantasising about being getting able to get a fondle of, what must be, the biggest tits that he could have wished for.

“Hi Tom,” she said seductively as he got into the back seat of the Buick, ‘God you are hot!’ Tom thought to himself as he eased himself into the rear seat but simply replied, “Hi Shirley, hi Paul. I can’t thank you enough for the lift.”

“Think nothing of it buddy, Shirley and I were heading into town anyway, fancy some lunch?”

“Yeah, that would be…” the sentenced was cut short as Tom’s phone rang out. “Sorry about this,” he apologised as he looked at the screen in front of him and saw the call was from Linda, his other fuck-buddy. “I’ve got to take this call, is that ok?”

“Of course Tom,” the tone of Shirley’s voice still seemed suggestive, or was that just Tom’s imagination?

“Linda?” he said as he pressed the answer button, “what a pleasure. How can I help?” he questioned her although he probably had a good idea as to what department that might lead to. For an answer he got a torrent of filthy language.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Tom was a little flustered in case Paul and Shirley could hear the sexual profanities so he politely spoke into the phone, “I’ll just put you on hold for a moment.” With that he pressed the ‘hold’ button but, he made a mistake, he pressed the ‘speaker button instead. The car reverberated with the sound of Linda’s voice.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Both Paul and Shirley’s eyes popped as the listened to the voice on the other end of the phone. It was Paul that spoke first.

“That’s one helluva ring-tone that you’ve got there Tom,” he said with a huge grin on his face.

Shirley turned round and looked Tom straight in the eyes, an act that made Tom squirm a bit, part out of embarrassment, part out of trying to discretely trying to control the massive boner that had suddenly erected between his legs. Shirley glanced down and saw the front of Tom’s trousers twitch. She smiled a lovely smile before she purred, “That wasn’t a ring tone, was it Tom?”

What could he say?

“Was it?”

Tom squirmed again before answering, “No, it wasn’t.”

“Let’s hear some more,” she encouraged him and, to prove the point, she moved to allow Tom to get a better view of her impressive cleavage. She knew that her breasts were a turn on to men, and women, and she always made sure that they were on show, it excited her.

Tom glanced at her fantastic pair of melons before turning away, slightly embarrassed. After all, she was his best pal’s girlfriend and he could never consider doing anything that might come between their friendship.

“Come on,” Shirley encouraged him, “Let’s hear that ring-tone again.”

Paul jumped in with his support, “I’m all for that, play it again Sam!”

“He never actually said that…”

“Oh shut the fuck up and play it!”

Tom obliged and, immediately, the car was filled with Linda’s voice. Actually it was filled with Linda’s screaming, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me Ataşehir Yaşlı Escort cum! That’s it, that’s fucking it, oh Christ that’s so fucking good! NOW”

The three people in the car heard Linda’s orgasm or, to be fair, another orgasm. In fact, because she didn’t live so far away, they could probably just have wound down the windows, stuck their heads outside and heard it over the sound of the engine.

As she started to calm down form her high Lind a finally managed to gasp into her phone, “Tom?”

“I’m here.”

“Get the fuck over here right now!”

“Any reason?” he asked in an innocent voice.

Linda didn’t waste any time in her reply, “Because I’ve got a fantastic cock up my cunt and I desperately want to suck you off at the same time!”

“On my way!” he spluttered into the mouthpiece and put his hand on Paul’s shoulder as he ended the call. “Change of plan pal,” he said as he squeezed his best friend’s shoulder.

“Give me directions,” was the response from, what Shirley thought, was a raspy answer.

As Tom did the obligatory pointing of, first left hand then the right, he couldn’t help but notice that the two lovers in the front seats were glancing at each other. Somehow or another there seemed to be a common agreement between the two of them but, just for conformation, Tom spotted Shirley’s hand stretched over to feel the increasing bulge in Paul’s trousers. At the same time Paul felt Shirley’s pussy. It was wet, as he hoped it would be. No, it wasn’t wet, it was soaking! The pair shared an intimate glance and an almost unseen nod.

“Tom?” Shirley turned around again to their passenger, “Paul and I have…” she hesitated.

“Yes?” asked Tom although he already hoped that he knew the end of the sentence.

“Well it’s like this,” she went on to say and Tom couldn’t help but notice that she was squirming on her seat as she continued, “well, Paul and I have talked about having a bit of naughty fun, if you k now what I mean?”

Tom’s grin stretched from ear to ear, not only was he a moment away from getting a blow job from one of the best suckers in the world but, at last, he would be see those magnificent orbs in all their naked glory, even be able to suck and, if he was really lucky, fuck them!

“Care to join me?” he asked innocently, although not a trace of innocence showed in his lecherous look.

Once more Paul and Shirley shared a look and the decision was made. “YES!” they both shrieked.

“Then turns left here, Paul, and take the second left.”

“And we’re there?” Shirley asked excitedly.

“Yep, let the games begin!”

As they sat in the car outside Linda’s house all three of them took a deep breath before Tom was the first to speak. “Her we are then, ok about this?”

“Tom?”

“Yes Paul?”

“Do me a favour.”

“What is it buddy?”

“Just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

“What?”

“You heard me, just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

Tom looked at his best friend incredulously but didn’t waste another second as he darted his left hand forward between the big-titted girl’s legs. Shit! She was fucking saturated!

“Does that answer your question?” Paul asked as the smell of Shirley’s sex saturated the car. “My God,” Tom went on to say as he looked into Shirley’s eyes, “You are so fucking wet!”

“I know,” she answered with a wicked grin, “so can we please just go in to start fucking?”

The last word took Tom by shock, he had always assumed that Shirley was so demure, in spite of the fact that she loved to show off her two best points, but he had never heard her swear before. He gulped and opened the car door and, striding confidently towards the front door pausing, only once, to see if he was being followed. He was!

That look seemed to speed up his pace as he opened the unlocked door, as he knew it would have been, and bounded up the stairs towards the sound of pleasure being enjoyed in Linda’s bedroom.

The sight that greeted him was so erotic. There was Linda, on all fours astride a massive cock and loving every minute of it as her fucking motion suggested. Tom’s first words were, “Hi Bert,” as he instantly recognised the massive prick that was giving Linda so much orgasmic pleasure.

“Hi Tom, what took you?” Bert grunted as Linda bounced down on him again only, this time, with a lot more vigour. Linda wasn’t as svelte-like as Julie. She had what, in men’s terms, could be described as the start of a beer belly but that was more than made up for by her big tits that loved to bounce and, as Tom took in the scene, he saw they were certainly bouncing now!

Linda didn’t settle for such niceties as a greeting. “Get the fuck over here and stick your big cock in my mouth!”

Tom didn’t waste a second and, as he hurriedly pulled off his shoes and socks, he made his way to the far side if the bed where Linda’s mouth was eagerly awaiting him. He undid his belt, unhooked the top button of his jeans and yanked them, along with his boxer shorts, to the floor just as Paul and Shirley entered the bedroom. Linda grabbed his now obvious erection and started to suck hard on it before stopping after a few seconds Tom looked down to see what the matter was and was Ataşehir Zenci Escort greeted with the sight of Linda licking her lips, with a knowing smile on her face.

“Mm,” she whispered, “do I detect the scent and taste of a certain Julie?” She didn’t wait for the obvious answer and quickly popped the nine inches of Tom’s fuck-pole back into her mouth and, piece by piece, started to deep-throat him.

He did finally, and with great effort of self-control, get to tell his cocksucker about their audience of two. “Linda?”

“Mm?” she muffled, her mouth full of cock,

“These are two friends of mine, I hope you don’t mind?”

Linda didn’t let an inch of Tom leave her as she swivelled around to see what Tom had meant.

Then she had to I order to speak as, still wanking Tom’s prick, she released him from her oral duties to say, “Hi, its Paul isn’t it?” He nodded lustfully. “And Shirley, that’s right?”

Shirley also nodded although she wasn’t even looking at Linda. Instead she was gazing, admiringly, at what Linda was shafting in, and out, of her pussy. “What a cock!” she said without realising it.

To explain, Bert’s cock wasn’t the longest in the world. In fact you might say that it was average, about the six inches that everybody makes a joke about. What it did have was…girth. It was thick, so thick that when it was hard, as it most surely was now, it could be compared to a can of vegetables, a tin of beans to be more precise. Have you ever tried to suck, or fuck, a can of beans? It’s not easy!

As the view of the can of beans, sliding in and out of Linda’s pussy was watched by Shirley, she felt her panties getting wet. No, not wet, drenched. “Oh fuck, that looks good,” she managed to say in a hoarse whisper. “Paul?” she turned round to her lover, “Up for it?”

“Too fucking true,” he needed to say no more as the waft of Shirley’s sex reached his nostrils.

“I really need to suck your cock, and now!”

They started to get undressed and Linda went back to being pleasured by the fucking monster between her legs and the long cock that she was determined to deep-throat! “Oh yes,” she whimpered as her mouth and tongue tasted Tom and tried to make him harder than he even was. “Wait a minute,” she said as she paused her fellacionic activity. She slurped on his cock once more, withdrew, and licked her lips. “Jesus Fucking Christ! That is Julie’s cunt juice I’m tasting, isn’t it?” she asked once more, this time rhetorically. “You dirty bastard, a lovely one, but still a bastard!”

“Don’t waste time talking,” Tom said for an answer as his hands grabbed the back of Linda’s short hair and forced his cock deeper, and deeper, into the randy fuck-buddy.

By this time Paul had lain down on the bed with his head close to Linda’s bouncing tits, enjoying the view, as he felt Shirley’s familiar mouth take his cock and attempted to get all of him down to the back of her throat. When doing this she managed to take a sideway glance at what Linda had in her mouth. “You know what Paul?” she said as she momentarily popped Paul’s erection from her mouth.

“What?” he groaned in frustration as she stopped her administrations for a moment.

“You could be twins, Tom and you.”

“Eh?” just wanting his prick back into her soft, and moist, mouth.

“Your cocks look exactly the same!”

This time it was Linda’s turn to look around and compare the cock that was in her mouth to the one that Shirley held at the base in order to prove her point. “You’re right you know,” as she also popped Tom out of her mouth and held him at the base so that both women could gaze admiringly at the two magnificent samples of manhood that each held. “This day is just getting better and better,” she sighed, “eighteen inches of cock to look forward to. OMG, that thought is just making me wetter and wetter.” With that, she turned around to speak to Bert, “Come on you fucker, ram me harder!”

Bert increased the pace of the pounding that he was giving Linda and the whole room began to smell of sex as cunt juice began running out of two pussies at an increasing rate.

Paul had stripped completely but Shirley had been so keen to start her cock-sucking that she still had her bra and matching thongs on. This hadn’t gone unnoticed by Tom who was getting a great view of her gyrating ass as she as resumed her deep-throating. He just couldn’t resist it; his right hand wandered over and started to fondle her cheeks with the tiny wisp of lace that was all that covered them as the thong had got embedded into her crack. The response he got was worth it as a groan of pleasure emanated from her cock filled mouth. Encouraged by the reaction to his caressing he deftly put a finger round the, by now, pointless piece of lingerie. Gently, he started to pull the string to one side and moved his finger further south feeling the increasing heat as he got closer, and closer, to her pussy. Then she gasped as his digit finally reached her sopping cunt and he playfully tickled her outer lips. With her mouth full of cock she couldn’t utter anything coherent but her guttural grunts, and the thrusting of her ass against a new finger in her most sensitive spot, allowed Tom to easily enter her. One finger was quickly followed by two, then a third, as he started to finger-fuck her in earnest. Paul opened his eyelids that had been clenched shut in pleasure and looked down at his cock-sucker. The sight that he saw brought a huge grin to his face and he glanced up and over to his buddy and gave him an encouraging nod. “That’s it Tom, give it to her!”

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Her mind was wrapped up by what she’d seen. So desperate, so frustrated. So driven by their pent up lust. So committed to pleasing their mistress. ‘How far would he have gone?’ she thought to herself.

‘How far did you want him to go and how far are you willing to take him?’ a voice in her head answered.

She found herself in her driveway. She was warm, hot almost. Her crotch was so wet and moist. Her nipples stiff against her bra. Just then she’d realized that she had never put her panties back on. She gasped and ran a hand down the side of her face. Letting out a burst of laughter she thought of the gift she left for his mistress.

She wanted to be fucked so bad, so desperately. ‘How did he last that long? How long had those two had gone to reach that point?’ she thought. However, she knew that her fucking would have to wait one more night. She knew that she was going to have to get him ready for it all to turn out right.

‘It was worth the wait.’ she thought. She had her man back. The one she fell for long ago. She wasn’t going to let him get away again. The cool night air whipped up under her dress and caused her to tingle as it hit her exposed hot and wet pussy. She made her way inside. The house was eerily quite as she walked in. Curiously she crept though the house to see where he was and surprise him with the gift she now had dangling from her neck.

He didn’t hear her drive up nor come in the house. If he did he would have stopped what he was doing, but he was in the bathroom off their bedroom oblivious to her arrival.

She entered the bedroom to the sound of banging and his groaning. Peeking through the cracked bathroom doorway she spied him thrusting up and down. She swiftly covered her mouth to stifle her gasp. From what she could see he had suction cupped one of her dildos to the top edge of the bath tub and was literally pounding himself with it. Up and down, up and down. “Fuck me. Make me cum, make me cum. Yes, fuck me.” he moaned. One hand held up his cage and the other was rubbing his perineum. Trying to find the spot she did the night before. “Yes, yes. Fuck me. Harder, harder.”

She watched for a minute or two. ‘So desperate, so frustrated. Denial will break down any barrier.’ his mistresses voice rang in her head. She was torn between excitement and anger. While she watched him it struck her that this was exactly what she needed to help her out. As his paced slowed she carefully went back to the kitchen. She waited another minute before opening the door to the garage and slamming it.

“Honey! I’m home!” she waited “Honey!” She heard him in the bedroom. “I got a surprise for you.” They met in the hallway. “Oh, there you are. Let me go to the bathroom and I’ll show you what I got you.” She kissed him hard and deep before pushing past him into the bedroom. He tried to hide the look of panic on his face. She went about her business and came back out as if nothing were wrong.

She had him lay down on the bed and then she tied him down with scarves. She then dangled the key in front of his face. “How about a little fun tonight?” she cooed. He nodded yes eagerly. She took the cage off of him and put it aside. He started to stiffen almost immediately. “Let me get cleaned up and we’ll get started. . .That’s if you’re still hard when I come back.” she flashed him a devilish grin as she dimmed the lights and let her dress slip to the floor as she walked into the bathroom.

She wondered if he even noticed that she had no panties on. ‘Anything.’ she thought. ‘We’ll see.’

‘So close.’ he thought. Finally. Release. Sweet glorious release. He panicked when he heard the shower turn on, but she didn’t Ataşehir Grup Escort come back out. He had hidden the dildo between the inner and outer shower curtains. He prayed she missed it. Thinking of all he’d been through he tried to maintain his erection, but he couldn’t. During her shower he went limp and hard again two times. Thankfully he was hard again when she came back out.

She crossed the room like an apparition. Her naked body like that of a Greek goddess come to life. Without a word she climbed onto the bed. She sat herself down between his legs and smiled. “So hard.” She traced a finger down his shaft. His cock twitched at her touch and he moaned in response. “So desperate. So wanting. Aren’t you?” She continued to just barely touch his cock with her finger. Up and down. Round and round.

“Yes.” His voice was hardly audible. “Very. So very ready.”

“Yes, very ready. Mm. Let’s find out.” She used both hands now to caress his aching cock and swollen balls with the faintest of touch. “So very ready that you would do anything.” Pausing to let her words sink in she increased the pace of her stroking. His eyes said it all. He didn’t want to answer, but he would. For her he would. “Do you enjoy this? The desperation, the frustration, the longing for release.”

“Yes” he hissed. “I do enjoy this.”

“So do I. I’ve never felt so alive in my life.” her eyes gleamed. “I’ve never been so turned on, so horny. Seeing a man so pent up with sexual energy, stored for my use whenever I seek it. I’m really going to enjoy being your key holder.”

“Wai. . .” he couldn’t even finish his words as she purposely ran her palm across his head.

“That’s what you wanted right? The teasing, denial and chastity.” She continued to tease his shaft with her finger nails.

“Yes, but. . .”

“And you wanted a key holder you could trust, right?” His cock leaked pre-cum freely as she grasped his aching rod fully and slowly stroked him from base to tip.

“Well, yes. But. . .”

“I trust you. So that’s why I have no problem telling you that your Mistress offered me a job. I told her that I’d ask you, but you wouldn’t mind since we trust each other. You do trust me, don’t you?” She watched his breathing get shallow and listened to his voice begin to crack.

“Of. . . course I. . .oh. . .oh. . . but. . . she. . . you. . .oh . . . please!” She deliberately palmed the head to keep him from talking.

“And how could you not trust your wife. I mean if you didn’t trust me you would have never wanted me take you the way I did on our honeymoon. So willing, not for me, but for you. So eager to give yourself away in that special way.” She still hadn’t changed her pace, slowly tormenting him, speaking in cadence with her stroking, letting her words sink in. “To trust me enough to cave into your darkest secrets, your desires, your dreams. This is all your dream right?”

“Yes. . . No!. . .I mean. . . you wanted. . . I. . . for you. . .I. . .you. . .you.”

“Oh, me nothing. You practically attacked me on the last night. Remember? Not once since our wedding have you tried to touch my breasts or try to lick my pussy and look at how eager you were to spread your legs for me last night, begging me to fuck you till you came. What does that say about you? How am I supposed to feel?”

She leaned in and lowered her voice. “And just what were you doing with that dildo hidden between the shower curtains?. . . Well?” She paused, gripping the top of his dick, her thumb began to circle the head. The look of dread and fear spread across his face. “Did you get down on your knees and worship it with your mouth like Ataşehir Manken Escort you did on our honeymoon? I thought you did that out of devotion, but now I think it was out of desire.”

“Pl. . .ea. . .se!” he was squirming and almost hyperventilating.

“Shhh.” She slid her had down his shaft. Then using her other hand gave another down stroke. Again and again. “And whose name were you calling out as you fucked yourself? Who had their cock buried deep inside of you? Hmm? Was it me?. . .Your mistress?. . .” She flashed an evil grin. “Or perhaps someone else you secretly desire?”

“No! . .I. . .” she palmed his head again to keep him from answering.

“Not no; yes. Yes. Yes! So tell me, really, who wanted what? Look deep inside yourself. How many times did you tell me ‘anything’, hoping it would be everything?”

“I. . .I’m. . .not. . .I. . .wanted.” He was now fixated on the cum boiling inside his balls and her hands that were slowly and steadily stroking his dick. She slid a finger to his ass. The lube still there was enough for her to slip in unopposed.

“Yes, you wanted. I see what you wanted. I found what you wanted.” She slowed her pace even more. Her finger moved deeper. “Is this what you were really hoping for tonight?”

“Look at how wet you are. I can feel you trying to buck against my probing digit.” He squirmed at her intrusion. “And didn’t you say ‘Whatever it takes; I’ll do it for you.’ on that last night?”

“Yes, I. . .” He was getting close. So close. He tried to control himself. Hoping to finally orgasm before she had a chance to pull the rug out from under him. She however was one step ahead of him.

“But we’ve been married almost a month and it’s all been about you. What about me? Are you ready to grant me an ‘anything’ or do ‘whatever it takes’ for me?”

“Yes. . .please. . .yes. . .Oh God yes. . .yes!”

Just as he past the point of no return her hands disappeared. His cock spurted two or three times and his cum splashed onto him. “Oh Jesus. . . please don’t stop. . .Please! ANYTHING!”

After a few moments she started stroking him again. Slowly. Watching him whimper and beg as she brought him to the edge yet again. “Oh yes. . .Yes. . .Yes. . .Don’t stop!”

But she did stop. His aching cock spurted again. “Tweets. I’m begging you. Please. Please. What is it you want!?!”

Again she waited before stroking him again. “This is what I want.”

“Wha. . .I. . .I don’t get it.”

“Just as you enjoy the teasing, denial and chastity; I’ve found that I too enjoy teasing and denying. I enjoy watching you plead and beg for relief. I enjoy seeing my cock leaking and dripping.” She paused as she watched his cock spurt again. “Most of all though I’ve found out that I enjoy controlling how much or how little pleasure you get.”

Again, she waited a moment before going back to work on his aching rod. “Please! Let me cum!” he begged. “Please finish it!”

“One, don’t yell at me! Two, you haven’t had sex or even cum in almost a year. What do you think is going to happen when I finally allow you inside of me tomorrow? How long do you think you’d last? Could you think about my pleasure for once?”

He tensed and convulsed again as she let go just before he spurt again. He grunted and groaned as if he were going to force the cum out of him, but after another spam or two it just dribbled out. “To. . .morr. . .ow!!”

“Yes, dear. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll let you enter me. To pleasure me for once.” She once again stroked his cock. “Tomorrow we can discuss our needs. Our desires. Tomorrow we can discuss how you will please me and how so important Ataşehir Masöz Escort this is to your pleasure.” She picked up the pace and took him right to the edge. She played with the head just enough to cause him to spurt on more time.

She got up, put on a robe and left the room. When she did return some time later his cock was flaccid. She reached for his cage, but he began to buck and protest at her attempt to put the cage back on him. “No, please. Don’t put that back on. I’ll be good I promise. Please Please!”

A swift slap to his balls put an end to his insurrection. “Be quiet or you’ll end up with black and blue balls!” She got back up, blindfolded him and left the room. She came back in a few minutes and he felt something cold and hard being placed around his balls and then again around his shaft. It took no time at all for her to apply her contraption. “These are my cock and balls and I need them caged until I say otherwise and this should help you think about that tonight. Remember ‘anything’! We’ll discuss it all. . .Tomorrow.”

She took off the blindfold and untied him. He looked down at what she had done. There was a metal ring behind his cock and balls and another metal tube encasing his cock. They were connected with a spacer and pins like his other cage was. “They’re called Kali’s teeth. On the inside are rows of sharpened spikes, just waiting for you to get hard again. It took a while for me to design them the way I wanted them and I was hoping I would never have to use them, but you’ve left me no choice.” Her voice sounded hurt, as if she was being forced to do all of this. “Anyway, it should help put things in perspective by sunrise. Now go!”

As he was leaving she spoke to him. “You know I didn’t want to cage you tonight, but you’ve betrayed my trust. If you wanted to get fucked all you had to do was ask. Did you think I would refuse you? Do you have secrets, wants or desires that you’re afraid to tell me about? If so; that can only mean you don’t trust me and this will never work so long as you can’t trust me.” She closed the door on him without waiting for an answer.

He sat there; in the living room. Alone. Pangs of guilt coursed though him. He felt like a heel. So selfish. He could not believe how inconsiderate he had been. All she had done for him. He thought of them in college and all the times she would let him do whatever he pleased to her, in any manner, no matter how kinky or depraved. He thought of his mistress and her plan for him. He then thought of Tweets and what she had just said. He thought of his new device and how it was his own fault for having it on.

He began wondering. Wondering why he was so passionate about the way they made love on their honeymoon. Wondering about last night when he ejaculated while getting fucked by her, how excited he was. Wondering about why he did what he did in the bathroom. Wondering why he didn’t just ask her to fuck him. Wondering about ‘anything’. He thought of the many times he said it. Wondering if he meant it. Wondering why he hadn’t even asked her about her wants and needs. Finally, he wondered why he hadn’t even tried to eat her pussy or at least beg her to let him inside of her when she freed him.

Most of all he thought of how she made him feel now. So safe, secure, so comfortable. Her confidence and demeanor were comforting. Never before was he sure unsure of himself. So lost, so confused. His feelings so muddled. More than ever he would need her to help him sort out his feelings. His wants. His desires.

He knew that he would have to make it up to her. He knew what he needed to do and when they talked tomorrow he would tell her. His balls ached like never before from all of the ruined orgasms as he tossed and turned, trying to sleep. ‘Tomorrow’ he thought ‘Tomorrow she’ll allow me inside her’. But that’s not what went through his head. What he thought of was her taking him. As he did the teeth began to dig into his swelling shaft.

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Spokes couldn’t believe this was happening. He thought he’d gotten his father out of his life forever. Dad had been a nasty fuck in the past, both he and Mom.

Spokes had been a tough kid, but he’d often been embarrassed by his folks in front of his friends. Spokes and his friends were leather clad bikers, and they hung out with hot little chicks with big hair and tight jeans.

Cayenne had really grown to like Spokes, and she’d seen in his puppy dog eyes a soul that needed nurturing. But, after they married, Spokes let Cayenne know that he also had other needs.

His spirit was kind of broken, and the only way he really could respond to her sexually was after being beaten and humiliated. Cayenne learned to use a belt on Spokes’s bare ass, and to slap his face in public sometimes.

Today though, she might have gone too far.

Cayenne had Spokes stripped of his leather jacket and pegged pants. Instead he was wearing a white garter belt and stockings and high heels.

All his friends were at Cherry Forever, watching the football game, but Spokes had been forbidden to go.

Cayenne, shaking her processed bouffant hair, had laughed cruelly in Spokes’s face, and ordered him into the lingerie and made him scrub the bathrooms in the house.

It was a lot on his only day off! Cayenne did nothing, she had quit her job when they married, and since Spokes made a good living as a tool and die maker, it was okay.

But Spokes had been looking forward to this day off. But it kind of –well, it really excited him that she wasn’t going to let him be a macho sports Ataşehir Fetiş Escort watching guy with his friends.

Cayenne popped her gum in his face as he came out of the bathroom.

“C-can I go and see the second half, Cayenne, or even watch it here on TV?”

Cayenne laughed and reached up, pinching Spokes’s left nipple, hard.

“You little bitch. You don’t need to watch football. I should hire you out to suck off the players in their locker room.”

Spokes’s eyes clouded with tears, but his cock began hardening. Cayenne was so beautiful. She was wearing a hot pink t shirt and short shorts complete with fishnet stockings and high heels.

Even around the house she wore them!

Sometimes, when she was annoyed, she’d make Spokes lie on the floor and she’d stomp his cock with her spike heels, just to remind him who was boss.

Finally, Cayenne tied Spokes’s hands behind his back and put him on an uncomfortable high stool.

“Spread your legs, Peaches.”

Cayenne lit a Marlboro Light and puffed it and began poking at Spokes’s penis with it, and telling him what a little faggot he was, even if he could kick true ass down at Cherry Forever.

Spokes gritted his teeth and endured the little burns on his stiff cock.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

“Should I get up and go in the bedroom?” Spokes said, panicked.

Cayenne ignored him and answered the door. There was Smitty, Spokes’s long lost father.

Spokes’s eyes widened. Here he was, sitting naked on a kitchen stool, in women’s underwear, and Ataşehir Gecelik Escort he’d tried so hard to break away from his family.

“Hey there, Smitty!” Cayenne jumped up and gave Spokes’s father a huge wet kiss.

Back in the day, Cayenne had told Spokes that they’d never see Smitty again, after all the trouble he’d caused, and they got out of town.

But apparently, along with Cayenne’s losing respect for Spokes, all her compassion was gone, too.

“What do we have here?” Smitty asked as he walked up to his bound son, humiliated in lingerie. “I always knew you were a big of a faggot, boy–“

“I’m not a faggot, Dad!” Spokes said fiercely. But what could he do? He was sitting with his hands tied behind his back, and his legs spread wide open.

“No, he’ s just a sissy freak.” Cayenne said, smirking. She showed Smitty her lit cigarette. “I’m seeing how many times I can stab his dick with this without making him cry, Smitty.”

Smitty threw back his head and laughed uproariously.

His son’s marriage was quite interesting. Spokes looked pissed, and then, with an encouraging nod from Cayenne, Smitty slapped Spokes hard across the face.

Cayenne looked for a moment at Spokes. She asked with her eyes, Am I going too far?

But Spokes’s stiff cock showed his reluctant fascination with this new level of cruelty from his young wife.

Cayenne walked up to Smitty, who was spitting tobacco on the rug that Spokes had saved so carefully to buy. She trailed a blue nail down Smitty’s broad chest.

She leaned over and Ataşehir Genç Escort kissed Smitty’s neck. “You wanna undress me? In the bedroom where your queer little son can’t watch us.”

Spokes squirmed uncomfortably on the stool as his dad and his wife got it on. His cock was now dripping with desire.

He’d always felt such shame at his rude, vulgar parents, and he’d hoped that they would respect him now that he was successful and ignoring them.

But Mom was dead, and now Dad knew that Cayenne had turned Spokes into her own private bitch-boy.

He wondered if Cayenne had told his father about how she’d forced Spokes to blow the gay postman as a Christmas tip.

Or the joy she got rubbing stinging nettles over his balls when she caught Spokes masturbating.

Cayenne fucked Spokes less and less often, and he got quite horny sometimes. It didn’t help that she ran around as hot as a three alarm fire, or that she liked to tease him in such unusual ways.

A week before, Cayenne had tied a rope to Spokes’s scrotum, and she pulled it tight while pushing his dick against his stomach with her bare foot.

Then, as he’d tried to get friction to possibly orgasm, Cayenne had whipped his cock, still pulling the evil rope, with a discarded fan belt until he’d cried.

Spokes wondered if Dad would give her tips on how to kick his ass.

Would she make him lick Dad’s boots? Would she show Dad how to grind Spokes’s nut sack into the hard wood floor with the heel of his Stetsons?

Still, Spokes was so excited by the humiliation of it all. And he knew that Cayenne was now leaning towards what he’d hinted.

Spokes wanted his beautiful wife to put him in a chastity belt, and not let him cum often. and put him through various ordeals.

Dad would probably help with that, a thought that excited and horrified Spokes.

What a strange life he led!

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Bree Lars was driving down the interstate, speeding, when suddenly she saw the infamous bright blue and red lights coming up from behind her. It was strange, she thought, since she was the only car on the road in the middle of the night on a Tuesday. Still, the lights kept coming. Bree knew she had to slow down and couldn’t get out of this one. Bree had gotten out of one too many speeding tickets in her past, and even had a few on her record. And, at this late of the night, the cop had to suspect other things were going on.

It wasn’t that Bree tried to do anything illegal. And really, besides her speeding ticket records, Bree was a rule-follower. She never tried drugs, drank socially but never drove drunk, and she never deliberately disobeyed the law. Bree simply just liked speeding. She loved to see how fast her little mazda could take her. And the night time was the best time to test the limits since most people weren’t on the road to cause traffic. About ten minutes earlier, Bree was driving with her windows down, her long black hair in a high ponytail flowing behind her with the wind, her rock music blaring, and not a care in the world. Until she saw those familiar flashing lights.

The little mazda pulled over to the side of the road, and the police car pulled behind it. The music in the mazda stopped, and the inside car lights appeared.

“Miss, you were driving recklessly, I clocked you going 120 mph. License and registration, now,” The tall young officer demanded in an authoritative tone. In the dim light, Bree could barely make out his face, but could see his figure and his strong arm muscles and prominent jawline. This guy had to be young, perhaps only in his mid-twenties. He looked very attractive, and Bree always had a thing for guys in uniforms.

What an ass, Bree thought, as she found her license and registration and gave it to the cop. The cop looked through it, but did not go back to his vehicle. Bree thought that was strange, but maybe she was going to get lucky.

“Since this is your fourth time caught speeding at such a high velocity, you must get out of your car,” The officer demanded.

“But, Ataşehir Esmer Escort sir, this is rediculous. Can’t you just give me a ticket and go on with it?” Bree asked.

“Get. Out. Of. The. Car. Now,” The officer was more forceful.

Bree obeyed.

“Now, turn around,” The officer demanded.

Bree turned around, facing her little car, in shock as she heard the sound of metal clicks of a pair of handcuffs. The metal felt cold against her wrists as they were forced onto her.

“Whats going on?” Bree asked. “Just do as I say, we don’t need to fight,” The officer whispered into her ear, causing a sensual shiver down Bree’s spine. Why was she liking this?

The officer led her into the back of his squad car. He got into the front of the vehicle and grabbed out a notepad. He started scribbling down numbers.

Finally the young officer spoke.

“Miss Bree Lars. I will give you two choices. Since the speed at which you are going was atrocious, and since it was your fourth time documented at this speed, jail time is necessary in this county. However, there is one other option.”

“What is that?” Bree asked immediately.

“That I may do whatever I wish to you, and then you are free to go. This option, I must explain, will not harm you. On the contrary, You will enjoy it. But you must do as I say.” The officer spoke firmly, but gently, as he lit a lighter and pointed it down by his crotch.

Bree’s eyes widened as she saw what he meant. The young officer had a growing bulge in his pants. Bree sighed, as her body grew more worked up by the thought of this erotic scene.

“What do you wish?” The officer asked, bringing Bree out of her daydream.

“I wish the second one.” “Say it. Say what the second one is.” The officer spoke softly. “I wish for you to have your way with me.”

The officer grabbed Bree’s long ponytail and jerked it toward him, between the bars. His soft lips met hers, as he kissed her, softly and then forcibly. He then stopped and grabbed his keys.

“I’m only going to unlock these handcuffs for a moment. Ataşehir Eve Gelen Escort You will be chained to them again.”

Bree nodded. The officer reached through the bars and unlatched the handcuffs, tilting them so that one of Bree’s arms was still chained together, and the other linked to the bars of the car.

The officer got out of the car, and then opened the back seat. He grabbed Bree and ripped off her clothes. Then he took the handcuffs and once again, chained her arms behind her back.

“Spread your legs,” The officer demanded.

Bree spread her legs, revealing her already very wet, pink pussy. She felt exposed, but in the most erotic way. Her sense of pleasure was greater than it had been in a very long time. The officer then took off his shirt, revealing his beautiful rock hard six pack abs.

The officer smiled when he saw Bree staring at him, obeying his every command so far. This was going well.

He gently stroked down her body, and Bree squirmed with delight. The officer smacked Bree’s pussy. Bree jumped and cooed at the surprising pleasure.

“Don’t you dare move,” The officer said. “Yes, sir,” Bree exclaimed and tried to focus her body on remaining still.

The officer again traced down her body with his finger. When he got to Bree’s wet lips, he was pleased.

“You respond well to my touch,” He replied, satisfied, as his fingers kept circling around her vagina.

Then, without warning, he thrusted two fingers into her pussy. Bree screamed in delight and arched her back. But the fingers left. They then returned, thrusting again, and leaving. Each time, Bree’s pussy got wetter, and she began to moan harder.

But the officer stopped.

“Take my pants off with your mouth.” He demanded.

Bree quickly worked her tongue and teeth around his zipper and button of his pants. The officer took off his pants and boxers the rest of the way, revealing his hard cock. The officer’s cock was very well endowed, about 8 inches long and also girthy.

“I want you to swallow this,” he said.

Bree nodded eagerly as she Ataşehir Evi Olan Escort fit her mouth around the tip of his dick. A sweet, salty aroma of his man smell surrounded her. His cock was long! She worked her mouth down, trying to cover as much of him into her mouth as she could, but still managing to leave some out of her mouth.

The officer frowned. “Is that as much as you can do?” He asked in disappointment.

Bree swallowed and relaxed her throat, allowing the rest of his cock to come into her mouth. She loved giving oral, especially to this size of a cock. Her tongue swirled around as she stroked his dick with her mouth. He started grunting and moaning gently, his breathing rapidly increasing. Bree could feel his cock twitch, but then he pushed her away.

He took a minute to shift through his pocket, and then there appeared to be a condomed dick in front of her. He then grabbed his cock against her pussy. Bree moaned, her pussy juices were melting against her pussy and down her butt crack. He then took his cock and pushed it inside of her. Bree cried out in pleasure.

The cop then pulled his cock out of her.

“No. You cum when i say you can.” The cop demanded.

He then put his cock back into her pussy, and they started rocking together again. He pulled his dick out of her. And started back up again. Each time he did, Bree’s pussy grew wetter with agonizing pleasure and need of a release.

“Now.” He whispered, and he slammed his cock into her harder, as they both rode their way to bliss.

Afterwards, the officer unhooked the handcuffs around Bree’s wrists.

“You can get dressed now. You are free to go” He said, as he dressed himself.

Bree dressed herself diligently. The cop led Bree back to her car.

“Drive safely, now. Do you need me to drive you home, you look exhausted?” The cop asked.

“No, sir, I’m actually rejuvenated now,” Bree laughed.

The cop laughed too.

“Okay. And its Officer Mark Wallace. Just in case you ever have any… problems you ever need me to address in the future, I’d be happy to look into it.”

“Thank you, Officer Wallace. I’m sure I will,” Bree smiled.

“Okay. Have a good night,” Officer Wallace returned the smile, and the two got back into there cars.

Bree decided that was the best speeding ticket any day, and she just may need Officer Wallace’s help sometime in the near future… she just knew it.

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CHAPTER 1

Tom knew that he couldn’t last much longer. The inevitable release of his semen was about to happen. After all, he had been sucking and fucking Julie for over two hours now and he desperately wanted release.

He told her so.

She replied; it was the first words that had emanated from her lips for the last ten minutes or so as she had encountered one huge orgasm after another. They seemed to start just after one had catapulted her into ecstasy and, as such, all that Tom had heard were guttural sounds like ‘aagh!’ and ‘ugh!’

“If you are going to cum,” she grunted, “then cum like a porn star!”

“Eh?” he stopped his thrusting for a second.

“You heard me, cum like a fucking porn star!”

He knew what she meant but this was a first time for both of them. Tom quickly got his cock back into extra speed as he hammered her pussy as hard as he could and, seconds later, screamed that the imminent arrival of sperm was about to explode.

Julie smiled, knowing that she had been well, and truly, fucked and that she was about to get her reward with hot, and sticky, cock juice.

“Pull out,” she demanded, “cum all over my stockings you bastard!”

That was more than Tom could handle and he duly plopped out of her achingly wet pussy and did as she wanted. His right hand immediately caressed his cock and he wasted no time in wanking himself in front of her adoring eyes. “Cum on my stockings,” were the last words that Tom heard before stream, after sticky stream, of hot semen blasted from his body. His first aim wasn’t too good as it flared up high in the air and splattered Julie’s stomach and tits. The initial burst over, Tom then guided his impressive fuck-toy down towards Julie’s black stockings.

A huge glob of cum came jerking out of him and saturated Julie’s inner left thigh. Another jerk of his hand saw more of his grey semen soak her left thigh, then there were more, and more, jerks that left his body and landed on Julie’s shaved cunt and tummy.

Tom had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he finished his wanking over Julie’s ravished body. He didn’t see her cup up his cum that he had blasted onto her body and massage the salty treat onto her fantastic tits.

“Come here lover,” she cooed as Tom, finally, ran out of fuck juice, “I really need you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?” said the panting man as he caressed his penis in front of her.

“I want you to suck my breasts.”

Tom didn’t hesitate and immediately flung himself forward onto the luscious orbs that were offered to him. He sucked eagerly at the first nipple that was offered to him and tasted his own cum that had been smeared on the soft mound that was held up to him.

“You bitch!” he managed to say before he moved onto her next breast to continue tasting himself. “You are a beautiful, gorgeous bitch!”

“You are quite fucking hot as well, now finish cleaning my tits but leave the stockings messy. Who knows? I might need you to clean them later?” she added with a wink as Tom devoured each breast of his cum, and then moved on greedily to the salty flavour that had been caressed into her hugely erect nipples.

Indeed, it was her nipples that Tom loved so much. Her tits weren’t the biggest that he had sucked and fondled but they were perfectly formed…and the nipples? Well, they were just to die for. Aroused, they popped out to the size of Tom’s pinkie nail. He knew, he had measured them! And sensitive? Julie could even orgasm with just having her breasts sucked and man-handled.

As Tom was enjoying this after-sex buffet he heard his phone ring; sitting up from his tit sucking he took a quick glance at his watch, “Shit!” he exclaimed.

“What is it?”

“It’s Paul and Shirley; they were going to give me a lift into town to pick up my car from the garage, oh fuck!”

“Don’t worry my lovely fuck-buddy, go and get your car and then…”

“Then what?”

“Well, let’s just say that I won’t be removing these stockings until you get back and then you get to remove them.”

“How?” Tom said with a lascivious look.

“”Your choice,” Julie said in her sexiest voice, “you can either use your teeth or…”

“Or?” Tom asked in anticipation.

“Or,” she continued, “you can use that lovely big prick you have to slip under the suspender belt and force everything down my legs until I am ready to be fucked again. Sounds good?

Tom merely answered with a wicked grin and a nod before adding, “Julie you are such a fantastic fuck-buddy but even I could fall in love with you!”

“Get off me and pick up your car,” she said venomously, “and besides,” she went on to say in a softer tone as she involuntarily kneaded her breasts and hyper-sensitive nipples which caused a low moan of pleasure to emanate from her ruby-red lips, “I want more of you inside me, asap as they say.” This was accompanied with the most suggestive wink that Tom had ever seen. He felt a response in his cock and was sorely tempted to carry on with another fucking but, he also knew that he could come back to the sensuous mouth, pussy, ass and tits later on and, the sooner he went, the sooner he would be inside her mouth and cunt. Not her ass, he reminded himself, as Julie had told Ataşehir Anal Escort him that Big Bert had been up there two nights ago and she was still tender from the biggest butt-fuck that she had ever had.

More of Bert later!

Tom hurriedly got dressed and, moments later, he opened Julie’s bedroom door and went to depart. He couldn’t resist the temptation to take a backwards glance and, what he saw, brought a huge grin to his face. He saw the gyrating body of his slim fuck-buddy as she massaged her sensitive clit and tits, bringing about yet another orgasm upon herself. Julie opened her eyes for a second, smiled at the departing Tom and mouthed the words, “don’t be long, I need to fuck!”

Tom acknowledged with a nod and, before being tempted once more, raced out of the room.

He reached the road and started a gentle jog back to his flat, less than half a mile away, to where he had arranged for Paul to pick him up. As he jogged he glanced at his mobile and saw that he had one missed call. He knew who it was from and, still running, he replied. The call was answered within seconds. “Tom? Where the hell are you?”

“I’m on my way, I’ll be there in two minutes.” His voice unlaboured in spite of the gentle run that had developed into a sprint. True to his word, Tom turned the next corner and saw the familiar sight of Paul’s car, its engine purring outside of Tom’s apartment.

“Get in!” Paul shouted as he ran down the passenger seat window. Tom gave a thank you thumbs up sign as he approached the car, recognising who the passenger was as he did. It didn’t take much of a guess as he knew it would be Shirley, Paul’s girlfriend.

Paul’s girlfriend had the most beautiful breasts that Tom had never seen. Still, that fact might change as the story progresses but they were big and she knew it. Tom had never hit on her simply because she was the girlfriend of his best pal but that didn’t stop him fantasising about being getting able to get a fondle of, what must be, the biggest tits that he could have wished for.

“Hi Tom,” she said seductively as he got into the back seat of the Buick, ‘God you are hot!’ Tom thought to himself as he eased himself into the rear seat but simply replied, “Hi Shirley, hi Paul. I can’t thank you enough for the lift.”

“Think nothing of it buddy, Shirley and I were heading into town anyway, fancy some lunch?”

“Yeah, that would be…” the sentenced was cut short as Tom’s phone rang out. “Sorry about this,” he apologised as he looked at the screen in front of him and saw the call was from Linda, his other fuck-buddy. “I’ve got to take this call, is that ok?”

“Of course Tom,” the tone of Shirley’s voice still seemed suggestive, or was that just Tom’s imagination?

“Linda?” he said as he pressed the answer button, “what a pleasure. How can I help?” he questioned her although he probably had a good idea as to what department that might lead to. For an answer he got a torrent of filthy language.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Tom was a little flustered in case Paul and Shirley could hear the sexual profanities so he politely spoke into the phone, “I’ll just put you on hold for a moment.” With that he pressed the ‘hold’ button but, he made a mistake, he pressed the ‘speaker button instead. The car reverberated with the sound of Linda’s voice.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Both Paul and Shirley’s eyes popped as the listened to the voice on the other end of the phone. It was Paul that spoke first.

“That’s one helluva ring-tone that you’ve got there Tom,” he said with a huge grin on his face.

Shirley turned round and looked Tom straight in the eyes, an act that made Tom squirm a bit, part out of embarrassment, part out of trying to discretely trying to control the massive boner that had suddenly erected between his legs. Shirley glanced down and saw the front of Tom’s trousers twitch. She smiled a lovely smile before she purred, “That wasn’t a ring tone, was it Tom?”

What could he say?

“Was it?”

Tom squirmed again before answering, “No, it wasn’t.”

“Let’s hear some more,” she encouraged him and, to prove the point, she moved to allow Tom to get a better view of her impressive cleavage. She knew that her breasts were a turn on to men, and women, and she always made sure that they were on show, it excited her.

Tom glanced at her fantastic pair of melons before turning away, slightly embarrassed. After all, she was his best pal’s girlfriend and he could never consider doing anything that might come between their friendship.

“Come on,” Shirley encouraged him, “Let’s hear that ring-tone again.”

Paul jumped in with his support, “I’m all for that, play it again Sam!”

“He never actually said that…”

“Oh shut the fuck up and play it!”

Tom obliged and, immediately, the car was filled with Linda’s voice. Actually it was filled with Linda’s screaming, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me Ataşehir Yaşlı Escort cum! That’s it, that’s fucking it, oh Christ that’s so fucking good! NOW”

The three people in the car heard Linda’s orgasm or, to be fair, another orgasm. In fact, because she didn’t live so far away, they could probably just have wound down the windows, stuck their heads outside and heard it over the sound of the engine.

As she started to calm down form her high Lind a finally managed to gasp into her phone, “Tom?”

“I’m here.”

“Get the fuck over here right now!”

“Any reason?” he asked in an innocent voice.

Linda didn’t waste any time in her reply, “Because I’ve got a fantastic cock up my cunt and I desperately want to suck you off at the same time!”

“On my way!” he spluttered into the mouthpiece and put his hand on Paul’s shoulder as he ended the call. “Change of plan pal,” he said as he squeezed his best friend’s shoulder.

“Give me directions,” was the response from, what Shirley thought, was a raspy answer.

As Tom did the obligatory pointing of, first left hand then the right, he couldn’t help but notice that the two lovers in the front seats were glancing at each other. Somehow or another there seemed to be a common agreement between the two of them but, just for conformation, Tom spotted Shirley’s hand stretched over to feel the increasing bulge in Paul’s trousers. At the same time Paul felt Shirley’s pussy. It was wet, as he hoped it would be. No, it wasn’t wet, it was soaking! The pair shared an intimate glance and an almost unseen nod.

“Tom?” Shirley turned around again to their passenger, “Paul and I have…” she hesitated.

“Yes?” asked Tom although he already hoped that he knew the end of the sentence.

“Well it’s like this,” she went on to say and Tom couldn’t help but notice that she was squirming on her seat as she continued, “well, Paul and I have talked about having a bit of naughty fun, if you k now what I mean?”

Tom’s grin stretched from ear to ear, not only was he a moment away from getting a blow job from one of the best suckers in the world but, at last, he would be see those magnificent orbs in all their naked glory, even be able to suck and, if he was really lucky, fuck them!

“Care to join me?” he asked innocently, although not a trace of innocence showed in his lecherous look.

Once more Paul and Shirley shared a look and the decision was made. “YES!” they both shrieked.

“Then turns left here, Paul, and take the second left.”

“And we’re there?” Shirley asked excitedly.

“Yep, let the games begin!”

As they sat in the car outside Linda’s house all three of them took a deep breath before Tom was the first to speak. “Her we are then, ok about this?”

“Tom?”

“Yes Paul?”

“Do me a favour.”

“What is it buddy?”

“Just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

“What?”

“You heard me, just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

Tom looked at his best friend incredulously but didn’t waste another second as he darted his left hand forward between the big-titted girl’s legs. Shit! She was fucking saturated!

“Does that answer your question?” Paul asked as the smell of Shirley’s sex saturated the car. “My God,” Tom went on to say as he looked into Shirley’s eyes, “You are so fucking wet!”

“I know,” she answered with a wicked grin, “so can we please just go in to start fucking?”

The last word took Tom by shock, he had always assumed that Shirley was so demure, in spite of the fact that she loved to show off her two best points, but he had never heard her swear before. He gulped and opened the car door and, striding confidently towards the front door pausing, only once, to see if he was being followed. He was!

That look seemed to speed up his pace as he opened the unlocked door, as he knew it would have been, and bounded up the stairs towards the sound of pleasure being enjoyed in Linda’s bedroom.

The sight that greeted him was so erotic. There was Linda, on all fours astride a massive cock and loving every minute of it as her fucking motion suggested. Tom’s first words were, “Hi Bert,” as he instantly recognised the massive prick that was giving Linda so much orgasmic pleasure.

“Hi Tom, what took you?” Bert grunted as Linda bounced down on him again only, this time, with a lot more vigour. Linda wasn’t as svelte-like as Julie. She had what, in men’s terms, could be described as the start of a beer belly but that was more than made up for by her big tits that loved to bounce and, as Tom took in the scene, he saw they were certainly bouncing now!

Linda didn’t settle for such niceties as a greeting. “Get the fuck over here and stick your big cock in my mouth!”

Tom didn’t waste a second and, as he hurriedly pulled off his shoes and socks, he made his way to the far side if the bed where Linda’s mouth was eagerly awaiting him. He undid his belt, unhooked the top button of his jeans and yanked them, along with his boxer shorts, to the floor just as Paul and Shirley entered the bedroom. Linda grabbed his now obvious erection and started to suck hard on it before stopping after a few seconds Tom looked down to see what the matter was and was Ataşehir Zenci Escort greeted with the sight of Linda licking her lips, with a knowing smile on her face.

“Mm,” she whispered, “do I detect the scent and taste of a certain Julie?” She didn’t wait for the obvious answer and quickly popped the nine inches of Tom’s fuck-pole back into her mouth and, piece by piece, started to deep-throat him.

He did finally, and with great effort of self-control, get to tell his cocksucker about their audience of two. “Linda?”

“Mm?” she muffled, her mouth full of cock,

“These are two friends of mine, I hope you don’t mind?”

Linda didn’t let an inch of Tom leave her as she swivelled around to see what Tom had meant.

Then she had to I order to speak as, still wanking Tom’s prick, she released him from her oral duties to say, “Hi, its Paul isn’t it?” He nodded lustfully. “And Shirley, that’s right?”

Shirley also nodded although she wasn’t even looking at Linda. Instead she was gazing, admiringly, at what Linda was shafting in, and out, of her pussy. “What a cock!” she said without realising it.

To explain, Bert’s cock wasn’t the longest in the world. In fact you might say that it was average, about the six inches that everybody makes a joke about. What it did have was…girth. It was thick, so thick that when it was hard, as it most surely was now, it could be compared to a can of vegetables, a tin of beans to be more precise. Have you ever tried to suck, or fuck, a can of beans? It’s not easy!

As the view of the can of beans, sliding in and out of Linda’s pussy was watched by Shirley, she felt her panties getting wet. No, not wet, drenched. “Oh fuck, that looks good,” she managed to say in a hoarse whisper. “Paul?” she turned round to her lover, “Up for it?”

“Too fucking true,” he needed to say no more as the waft of Shirley’s sex reached his nostrils.

“I really need to suck your cock, and now!”

They started to get undressed and Linda went back to being pleasured by the fucking monster between her legs and the long cock that she was determined to deep-throat! “Oh yes,” she whimpered as her mouth and tongue tasted Tom and tried to make him harder than he even was. “Wait a minute,” she said as she paused her fellacionic activity. She slurped on his cock once more, withdrew, and licked her lips. “Jesus Fucking Christ! That is Julie’s cunt juice I’m tasting, isn’t it?” she asked once more, this time rhetorically. “You dirty bastard, a lovely one, but still a bastard!”

“Don’t waste time talking,” Tom said for an answer as his hands grabbed the back of Linda’s short hair and forced his cock deeper, and deeper, into the randy fuck-buddy.

By this time Paul had lain down on the bed with his head close to Linda’s bouncing tits, enjoying the view, as he felt Shirley’s familiar mouth take his cock and attempted to get all of him down to the back of her throat. When doing this she managed to take a sideway glance at what Linda had in her mouth. “You know what Paul?” she said as she momentarily popped Paul’s erection from her mouth.

“What?” he groaned in frustration as she stopped her administrations for a moment.

“You could be twins, Tom and you.”

“Eh?” just wanting his prick back into her soft, and moist, mouth.

“Your cocks look exactly the same!”

This time it was Linda’s turn to look around and compare the cock that was in her mouth to the one that Shirley held at the base in order to prove her point. “You’re right you know,” as she also popped Tom out of her mouth and held him at the base so that both women could gaze admiringly at the two magnificent samples of manhood that each held. “This day is just getting better and better,” she sighed, “eighteen inches of cock to look forward to. OMG, that thought is just making me wetter and wetter.” With that, she turned around to speak to Bert, “Come on you fucker, ram me harder!”

Bert increased the pace of the pounding that he was giving Linda and the whole room began to smell of sex as cunt juice began running out of two pussies at an increasing rate.

Paul had stripped completely but Shirley had been so keen to start her cock-sucking that she still had her bra and matching thongs on. This hadn’t gone unnoticed by Tom who was getting a great view of her gyrating ass as she as resumed her deep-throating. He just couldn’t resist it; his right hand wandered over and started to fondle her cheeks with the tiny wisp of lace that was all that covered them as the thong had got embedded into her crack. The response he got was worth it as a groan of pleasure emanated from her cock filled mouth. Encouraged by the reaction to his caressing he deftly put a finger round the, by now, pointless piece of lingerie. Gently, he started to pull the string to one side and moved his finger further south feeling the increasing heat as he got closer, and closer, to her pussy. Then she gasped as his digit finally reached her sopping cunt and he playfully tickled her outer lips. With her mouth full of cock she couldn’t utter anything coherent but her guttural grunts, and the thrusting of her ass against a new finger in her most sensitive spot, allowed Tom to easily enter her. One finger was quickly followed by two, then a third, as he started to finger-fuck her in earnest. Paul opened his eyelids that had been clenched shut in pleasure and looked down at his cock-sucker. The sight that he saw brought a huge grin to his face and he glanced up and over to his buddy and gave him an encouraging nod. “That’s it Tom, give it to her!”

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I stepped into my apartment and let out a sigh of relief. I kicked my shoes into my shoe cubby and hung up my keys.

I stripped as I headed toward the bathroom. Work had been horrible, a huge pile up had the E.D packed with people all night. All I wanted was a hot shower and a hot cup of coffee to follow, possibly Irish.

I scrubbed my skin vigorously, turning it a rosy pink; washed my thick red hair and shaved all the necessary areas. Making sure I was smooth to the touch.

I started to rub my pussy, feeling the soft skin in my most private place. I love the way it feels right after shaving. I continued to play. My left hand slid up my soapy body to pinch my big pink nipples, the left and then the right. All the while I rubbed my lips, just on the outside, my labia still tucked together.

“Fuck” I moaned softly. This is what I needed, I thought.

My index finger slid up through my wetness, parting my folds and finding my engorged clit. Circling it gently. I was so into my own pleasure I didn’t hear the door open.

“What are you doing baby girl?”

“Oh shit…sorry!” I dropped my hands and covered myself in shame.

“Daddy, I didn’t know you were home. I know you asked me not to play with myself, but I forgot.” I whined petulantly. I knew he would be disappointed in me.

“Little girl, I asked that of you, for my pleasure and yours. I want you to cum hard for me, to be pent up for me, when I finally fuck that sweet cunt again.” He pulled the glass door open and shut off the water.

“Did you cum slut, or did I interrupt you before you got that far?”

I fidgeted under his scrutiny, but I looked him in the eye when I answered. “You interrupted Sir. I haven’t cum since you told me not to.”

He pulled me out of the shower and dried my body with the towel, taking extra care of my curves, methodically wiping me down. My nipples hardened as he brushed the towel over my breasts back and forth.

“Alright little girl, head to our room, ass up over the bench at the end of the bed please. I’ll be there in a moment”

“Yes sir.” I bit my lip and slipped past him. His big hand smacked my round ass as I brushed by, heading into the master bedroom.

My legs were shaking as I knelt down on the bench, lifting my bottom high into the air. My plump pussy lips peeked out from between my thighs. He was Ataşehir Öğrenci Escort letting me stew in here, waiting to ramp up my anxiety. My glutes tensed in anticipation.

“Now that is a beautiful sight babyslut. You have such a kissable ass.”

He grunted. “No kisses today though. You know what’s in store for this big pale bottom, slut?”

I swallowed my groan and attempted to relax my muscles.

“Yes Sir. I was a bad girl and you’re gonna spank me.”

I knew when he started calling me slut, he wasn’t my Daddy anymore. This was my Sir, commanding complete control over me.

“That’s right babyslut, I’m gonna turn this ass a nice shade of red before I fuck it.”

My insides squirmed. I knew I was in for pain and punishment, but my pussy was on fire for it, dripping down my thick pale thighs. My ass swayed unconsciously, as if begging to be spanked and marked.

With my face down against the soft material of the bed, I could do nothing but listen intently. The rustle of his shirt as he slowly unbuttoned it, falling to the floor in a shush of fabric. The way his belt jangled as he undid it. My ass cheeks clenched in response. I heard the flick of the button on his jeans and I shivered, knowing how he looks with them slung low, his athletic build looks strong when he wields a belt, so sexy when he builds up a sweat.

My heart rate was erratic. My body was caught in between extreme arousal and trepidation. I could feel my cunt throbbing with need even as my body tightened in response to the snap of the leather. It could have been the sound of that belt or my damp hair that made me shiver.

My muscles flexed as I felt his heat tuck in close behind me.

“Take your spanking slut, take it like a good girl. You’ll even enjoy your punishment, won’t you?”

He played with my big round ass cheeks as he spoke. The leather belt trailed up my outer thigh. Goosebumps dotted my skin everywhere the leather dragged against me. I had almost started to relax when the first strike rained down onto my left butt cheek. I howled in pain and surprise. He wasn’t holding back.

“Oooooh!” I cried, eliciting a chuckle from him.

“You can scream better than that babyslut.”

Another hard blow landed against my pale flesh, searing into me and leaving my bottom burning.

“Eight more Ataşehir Çıtır Escort my slut. I want to hear you as they land. Count for your Sir.”

I heard the whistle of displaced air as the third spank came down. My ass puckered as the belt crossed over the first line he marked me with. I howled.

“Three Sir!”

Three more spanks came down in rapid succession.

“Four, five, six!”

My eyes were wet and leaking onto my flushed cheeks. The pain was spreading a warm throb, straight to my greedy pussy. To my chagrin I realized my slick juices where now smeared between my thighs and glistening on my labia. He must have realized too because a thick callused finger slid up and down my slit. He breathed deeply behind me. His jean covered cock, pressed against my red, hot globes.

I could hear the smirk in his voice as he said, ” I knew you’d enjoy your punishment babyslut.”

My ass wiggled and tensed in preparation for the next smack. It landed across my lower right cheek, the tender spot where my ass meets my thigh. I sobbed.

“Seven.”

He pet my burning bottom before eight and nine caught me along the same spot on the opposite side, then right over the split of my ass. I knew where ten would land before I finished counting for him.

My pussy throbbed and my pelvis clenched as the belt licked against my most sensitive flesh. I screamed a full, hearty scream, cumming even as the pain blazed.

“Ten!!”

The belt fell to the floor with a thud. His big hands rubbed over my ass soothingly at first, then squeezing my cheeks and down my thighs. Pulling my ass open so he could look down at my tight puckered hole. I whimpered and cried silent tears; My orgasm still radiating, sending tingles through my body.

“I love you babyslut.” He afforded me this small warm gesture before I felt his spit dribble down my cleft, running over my rosebud.

His fat mushroom shaped head rubbed through my slick folds as his knees pushed mine to a wider position. I felt him at my hole a breath before he was pushing inside me. My swollen cunt grabbed his shaft as he pushed forward, my cum lubricating the way.

I made breathy grunts and moans as his cock plunged in and out of my tight cunt with ferocity. His deep groans of satisfaction spurred me on, made me hotter. I started to thrust back against Ataşehir Elit Escort him. Each smack of skin lit my ass up again, making the burn and ache inside me grow.

With a suddenness that left me feeling empty, he pulled his shaft completely free of my warm confines.

“Flip onto your back slut, ass up, knees to your chest.”

My body was vibrating with need as I turned over, laying half on the bed. I looked up at him, my teeth worrying my bottom lip. I could see the way his eyes had gone dark, the pupil dilating to obscure the natural blue color. His voice was husky and deep and made me tremble, more of my juices drooling out of my pussy as I arranged myself as ordered.

He put his big hands on my legs and pushed them down and back, squishing my large chest with my knees. My ass was opened for him and he pushed against my pucker. The resistance there held only another second before he breached my star. I whimpered as the thickest part of him stretched my outer ring. My ass burning slightly at the invasion.

He took his time, letting my bottom open and swallow closed around him. He reached down with his right hand and started to expertly manipulate my clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he began to saw in and out of my tight anus. I wriggled beneath him, so full. The sensations on my clit made my ass tighten around him.

“That’s a good girl. Clench your ass on my cock. Let me feel you ripple around me as you cum. Milk the cum from balls.”

“Oh fuck.” I managed as he sped up his fingers, rubbing my clit faster. His cock like a piston, pumping in and out, in and out.

It was looking into his coal dark eyes, his teeth bared in a look of feral pleasure that caused me to peak and fall into my orgasm. My muscles clenched down tight around his cock. My whole pelvis spasmed as I screamed out for him.

“Sir, oh fuck Daddy!”

My pussy splashed against his stomach as he growled and pumped his hot seed inside of me. My head rolled back and forth against the bed below me. Seconds or minutes passed before I fully came back to myself. He pulled free from my tight channel and scooped me into his arms, cradling me close.

My head rested against his chest, listening to his heartbeat; bobbing slowly as he walked us back to our shower. He sat on the seat with me on his lap and turned on the hot water. He pressed kisses along my temple and against my hair. The heat and steam filled the glass shower quickly, warming me and rinsing me clean of our combined mess.

As I sat up and started to wiggle, Daddy whispered, “Now babygirl, if your gonna masturbate in the shower, we should try out the detachable shower head.”

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More from the early dating days with my then fiance. Names obviously changed. I want to thank carvohi for editing, but any/all mistakes in this story are purely mine.

*****

I knew from fairly early on that Julie’s family was somewhat unconventional, although more came to be revealed with time. Julie was the middle of three girls, you’ve already been introduced to May in “Poolside Fun,” now it’s time to introduce the rest of the family.

Julie’s mother and father, Irene and Rick, were in their late fifties when I came into the family picture. Rick was a WWII Veteran, he had seen combat and had earned a Purple Heart along with a few other medals. He and Irene met before the war while they were both in high school; when WWII started he joined and they became married just before he shipped overseas to the European Theater. Not an uncommon chain of events for the period. I think that gave Julie’s parents the sort of outlook that can best be summarized as “Live, Love and Laugh, because Tomorrow is not a Guarantee!”

Julie and her sisters were all born several years after the end of the war. Irene was mostly dedicated to keeping the home, although she was active in various volunteer organizations outside the home. Rick had a good job and was looking forward to retirement. He was active in the local VFW along with other veterans groups. Like many combat vets, he was reticent about talking about his combat experience; although he proudly displayed the obligatory photos of himself riding a jeep or a tank into some village that he and the guys he served with had just liberated.

Julie’s older sister Nancy was engaged when I met Julie, after a few years she and her fiancé Rob transitioned from living together to marriage. Their parents seemed okay with the arrangement; I guess they figured that so long as there was a decent level of commitment their daughters could deal with their own sex lives responsibly. Nancy was already an RN when I started dating Julie, who was in nursing school at the time. So it wasn’t unreasonable to expect that both girls were familiar with male anatomy due to their caregiving and schooling. Plus, I found out later that the girls occasionally saw their father naked around the house. It was never discussed, it simply became apparent over the years. If I came over early or late, he’d be in tee-shirt and boxer-briefs, Irene would be wearing a housecoat over her nightclothes.

*****

Soon after I started dating Julie I’d come over to the house where she still lived with her younger sister May and their parents. Generally, one or both of Julie’s parents were home, so they obviously knew I was there and what we were up to. When I first started coming over, Julie would meet me fully dressed; either in shorts and a tee-shirt, or whatever clothes she was going to be wearing outside the house. After a little while, she started greeting me at the door wearing a housecoat over her nightgown. Then it became common to see her in just her nightgown. Winter it was a long flannel nightgown with a V-neck, and if she bent over I could peer in and see most or all of her breasts. During the warmer months she commonly wore a Baby-Doll with matching panty over her regular panty. The Baby-Doll was translucent, and I was often privy to her barely concealed conical breasts, nipples and areola easily seen. Everyone else seemed comfortable with this, although I was often hard-pressed to hide my arousal at the visual bounty.

While we had become somewhat intimate, it hadn’t proceeded to intercourse just yet, mostly mutual masturbation although I sometimes went down on her, circumstances permitting. Generally she’d take my penis out and masturbate me to orgasm, catching my cum in the palm of her hand before wiping everything with a Kleenex. I’d pull up her top, move her bra aside and start playing with her boobs, then progress to rubbing her pussy after I slid a hand under her pants and panties, allowing me to slide my finger into a very warm and wet vagina. Obviously, this took place someplace where her parents weren’t; we thought we were being discreet!

I was going to college full-time and working a full-time job, making together time something of a challenge. It wasn’t at all uncommon for me to go directly from work to their house just to spend a few hours with Julie before going home to start the grind over again. I worked as a clerk in a store, when it got warm I’d get all hot, sweaty and smelly. To maximize our time together, I kept a few changes of clothes in a gym-bag at Julie’s house. When I’d get there after work they’d have some left-overs ready for me to eat, but before I’d start eating I’d jump in the shower, clean up and put on fresh clothes. I’d put my dirty clothes in a hamper, Ataşehir escort bayan and whenever Julie or her mom did a load of laundry they’d wash my stuff along with the family’s, then put my clean clothes in the bag for next time.

Besides their being comfortable with my seeing their daughter in revealing clothes, Julie’s parents sometimes engaged in off-color language. Suggestive double entendres were a favorite of Julie’s father along with a general fondness for puns and word-play. It was never rude, but it was generally more adult than I was accustomed to from people my parent’s age.

*****

That was as far as things went for a year or two. Then, one night after I came over after work, things got stranger…

I’d come in as usual, greeted Julie with a hug and a kiss and said “Hi!” to her parents. I said that I needed to shower before sitting down to eat. Everyone had been busy for a few days before this, and laundry had fallen behind. Irene told me that I had stuff in the dryer, but it wouldn’t be ready for a little while.

I just said “Okay, well I’ll shower and put on my old clothes, when clean clothes become available I’ll just change.” I went into the bathroom, closed the door, undressed and started my shower. As I was showering, my clothes finished in the dryer. Julie took them out and folded them, figuring that I’d get dressed in my dirty clothes, come out and eventually change into clean clothes whenever I was ready.

Irene told her “Nonsense, just go in there, swap his clothes and let him know that his clean clothes are ready.”

Julie must have balked at this, she wasn’t really ready to tacitly admit to her parents that she was comfortable being in the same room with me while I was naked, even if I was partially concealed by a translucent shower curtain.

I guess her mom just laughed, and told her “Well, if you won’t, I will!” Then, her wild side came to the fore, and on the way into the bathroom she stopped by the dresser just inside their room and grabbed the Kodak Instamatic that they used for family photos. I think this action took Julie by surprise, by the time she processed the events her mom was already knocking at the bathroom door.

I heard the knock and just yelled “I’m almost done, I’ll be out in a minute.” Next thing I heard was the creak of the door opening and I felt a draft as the cooler air from the hallway invaded the bathroom. I was tired and not really thinking clearly, but figured that whoever had knocked on the door had accidentally pushed it open, or maybe they just couldn’t hear me over the shower and wanted to say something. A moment later, however, my confusion changed to embarrassment. The shower curtain was pulled away and Irene was there with the camera, snapping away, laughing hysterically. I know she saw everything, although all the camera caught of my naked body was me crouching into the smallest possible shape I could assume.

I can’t say that I was angered, more just embarrassed. It was even somewhat arousing to be seen naked by another woman. Although, given that this woman might one day become my mother-in-law made it sort of well… odd. I saw the photos after they were developed, everyone but me thought that they were great fun. I was lot less enthused by the prospect of everyone seeing me in such an unexpected and embarrassing situation. However, I got over it, and figured that this was going to be about as far as it went with the parents.

*****

A year or so after Nancy got married, she invited her parents, her sisters and their boyfriends, over to their house for dinner. May was working and couldn’t attend, so it was just the six of us.

Nancy’s husband Rob was sort of like me, he was into the latest and greatest in technology. And, unlike me, he had the money at the time to indulge himself in those neat toys! VCRs had just become a popular item, although not many people had them yet, so they were definitely a novelty. Rob had just purchased one and was eager to show it off. He had taped some shows off the air, as well as having collected a small collection of movies that they had purchased. We watched several shows, although I don’t recall what they were. Julie’s parents were on the couch, Julie and I shared a bean-bag on the floor, and Nancy and Rob were in a loveseat. It was a warm day, and everyone had a drink, either a cold beer or some wine spritzers that Irene made up. Rob had a small stash of weed and rolled a few joints. Everyone including Irene and Rick took a few tokes of them as they were passed around. So we were all slightly buzzed.

After we watched a few shows, Julie’s mother got up and went over to the cabinet where the movies were stored and started browsing through the titles. I guess that somehow Escort Ataşehir or another, one movie that should probably have been discreetly stored in a dresser in the bedroom had been left with all the other movies; it was the porn classic “Debbie Does Dallas” She read the title aloud. Then she said “Let’s watch this!”

I swear all of the air got sucked out of the room and you could have heard a pin drop.

Nancy quickly spoke up, “Mom, that’s an adult movie!”

Irene just said “I know, and I want to watch it. I know that it’s played at the local adult theater, and I’m just curious. Come one, who’s with me?”

Well, I wanted to see the movie, and I really wanted to see the movie sometime with Julie by my side. I was hoping that it would be a good ice-breaker, but I hadn’t really anticipated seeing it with this particular group of people. Awkward would be an understatement. But, I was there, and who was I to naysay people old enough to be my parents.

The movie started, and after a few minutes we were treated to some full nudity, followed by close-ups of engorged cocks entering spread labia with mouths descending on erections, tongues lathering clits. Sucking alternated with fucking, and it was clear that a climax of sorts was near. A few more minutes, and the first of many “Money Shots” came on, with semen flying to the sounds of moaning and groaning.

Somewhere along the line, one of us became bold enough to say something like “Wow, did you see…” and the ice was broken. We traded quips, and all of us sort of nervously laughed and tried to hide our unease. I know that I was trying to conceal a hard-on that wouldn’t quit, and from the way the two other guys were sitting I figured that they were both trying to conceal theirs as well. The girls were flushed, it was apparent that all this on-screen sex was arousing them too as well, and all of this, with parents right there in the room with us!

The movie ground on with one scene following another. And the whole while, I was as confused and as horny as all get-out! The sex had gotten to me, but I was staying my hand because Julie’s parents were right there with us. I was just hoping that I wouldn’t get too aroused and lose control, either by groping Julie where everyone can see, or by going over the edge and filling my underwear with a hot load of semen.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see some movement from the couch. Irene was stroking her husband’s penis through his pants, he started to try and stop her, then decided that if it had gone this far, a little more wouldn’t hurt. Having already encountered Julie’s stubborn wild streak while at my pool with her younger sister, I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I really was.

A few more minutes of this, and I’d noticed furtive glances from Nancy and Rob, as well as Julie’s shocked glance when she saw what her mom was doing to her dad! Irene saw us watching, then just gave us all a “What the heck” look before proceeding to unzip his pants and pull his erect cock out. Rick tensed up a little, then gave himself into his wife’s hand smoothly stroking his erection.

I was looking at Nancy and Rob as well as Julie, and I thought all four of us kids had sort of a Deer in the Headlights kind of stunned look.

Irene continued for a minute or so, then spoke up. “Wow, I didn’t know this movie was so hot, I don’t think Rick will mind me doing this. We might be older, but we’re not dead you know!” She then pulled his pants off, with a little bit of help from him. He was by then completely naked from the waist down, and fully erect. After taking his shirt off, Irene resumed stroking him, running her thumb up and down along his glans, circling the crown with her fingers, while playing with his balls with her free hand.

I was just dumbfounded, and I was pretty sure that was the feeling shared by the rest of the younger generation there.

The movie continued to play on the television in the corner, but I think everyone’s attention was more on the hand-job being given on the couch. Rick was starting to flex his abdomen, and one hand reached up under his wife’s shirt and started rubbing one of her boobs. The air in the small living room was getting increasingly close, and my breathing was almost as ragged as Rick’s was getting.

Irene looked at her daughters, then she simply said “Go ahead, help your guy. He wants it, he probably needs it. Don’t mind us.” Then she added to Julie, “You know, if you don’t take care of him now, he’ll just go home and do it by himself. That wouldn’t be much fun now, would it?”

Next thing I knew, Julie’s hand was on my pants, unbuckling my belt and pulling my zipper down. I looked over to Nancy and Rob, and I could see that he was already naked as he Ataşehir Rus Escort had been only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tee-shirt when we got there. Nancy went right to work, first leaning over and taking Rob’s cock into her mouth while massaging his balls, then stroking the base of his cock while she gobbled the rest of it.

My attention was soon interrupted by Julie as she had me stand up to remove my shorts and shirt, then pressed me back down into the bean bag. She leaned up against me, giving me a deep kiss as her hand started to stroke my erection. I struggled to pay attention to the activities around me while enjoying the feel of her smooth palms stroking me, occasionally rolling my balls around in their sack.

Even though Rick had a head start, Rob was the first to blow. I heard him saying “I’m cumming” then watched as Nancy engulfed his whole cock and her throat pulsed as she took the load deep in her throat. A few gasps, some erratic hip bumps and then Rob just collapsed, breathing heavily. Nancy stayed on him, (and) I could see her try and hold his softening cock in her mouth while not losing any of his semen. A moment later she pulled away, but not before licking an errant drop from the tip of his cock.

A minute or so later, Rick was next. Irene had slowed down to watch her daughter and son-in-law, but when they finished she picked up the pace. One hand was almost a blur as it went up and down Rick’s engorged penis, the fingertips on her other hand were stroking Rick’s taint, going from his balls to his anus, teasing the opening before going back to his balls. Once in a while it appeared like she was invading his ass with her fingertip, and I could see that he welcomed the invasion. Suddenly he arched his back, and semen began flying from the tip of his cock. Irene slowed the pace of her stroking, making her up-stroke coincide with the next pulse of Rick’s ejaculation. Soon, a small puddle of cum formed on his stomach. Once he was finished Irene was like a cat in cream, licking it off while gently holding Rick’s deflating penis. A quick suck to clean the tip of his cock, and they were over.

This left just Julie and myself. Even though the television was playing another sex scene, all the attention in the room was focused on us. I felt my arousal fighting with my shyness, this whole scene was not something I had ever anticipated and I wasn’t sure how to take it. On the one hand I was getting a hot hand-job, (but) on the other I had an audience that included Julie’s parents.

Julie saw that I was in trouble and she just whispered “You and I are the only people in the room, and I’m rubbing your cock. Cum for me, please cum for me.” I heard her, but I still had trouble focusing on the incredible sensation. And I really had trouble envisioning a release with all of this attention.

Incredibly, Irene decided to take things a step further. She got off the couch, then knelt next to me on the side away from Julie. While Julie continued to stroke me, Irene looked into my eyes and said “I want to see you cum. I’ll bet your load is just waiting to be released, please show me.” She started to stroke the insides of my thighs, high up just below my balls, then took a fingertip that she had just wetted in her mouth and started to rub it against my anus. A quick slip and it was inside me, then she moved it deeper and I felt this incredible sensation as she found my prostate and gently rubbed it. She said “This always helps Rick when he’s having trouble, let’s see if it works on you.”

Irene was not only giving me permission, she made it clear that this was what she expected of me in this situation. This unlikely intervention was all that it took. A moment later and I tipped over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as my cock pulsed jets of semen across my belly up to my chin. Julie slowed her stroking as I continued to cum, finally stopping just after my last few drops dribbled out of my urethra and fell onto my pubic hair. Julie licked up a few of the drops on my stomach, then pulled a Kleenex from her purse to clean up the rest.

It took a few minutes for us guys to catch our breaths. Irene went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then came back and teased us guys about interrupting her enjoyment the movie, could we please start over? A wave of slightly embarrassed glances was traded. We dressed ourselves, and then tried to concentrate on the movie. After it was over, Irene and Rick went to the door. Irene thanked Nancy and Rob for the excellent entertainment, then looked at Julie and myself before saying that she expected to see us in a few hours whenever we were done for the evening.

Nancy and Rob cleaned up a little with our help, then told Julie and myself that we could stay as long as we wanted, but to please lock the door when we left. Nancy and Rick went into their bedroom, closing the door between us, leaving Julie and myself alone. I repaid the favor to Julie orally, by the time she got home the flush had mostly left her face and her parents were already in bed and asleep.

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“I wonder if they will chicken out?”

Kylee and her fiancée Phil said they would come over and get shaved by Susan and me. Of course the sexual tension was rather high when they agreed. Who knows how much the temperature cooled by this morning.

Surprise, surprise, Phil knocked on our door right on time.

“OK to come in?”

“You bet.”

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“Sounds good.”

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“I want Phil to spend more time with his tongue between my legs. I saw his eyes pop out looking at your shaved pussies. I knew then I also wanted to go bare. How are we going to do this?”

“How about I do you first and then Jill can shave Phil? Bring your drinks.”

We headed into the bathroom. Kylee had confided that Phil was a dud in eating her pussy. In turn she was not very good at blowjobs. So Susan and I planned to help them be better lovers.

Susan used some scissors to first cut Kylee’s thick bush and then lathered her up with shaving lotion.

“Let’s let the lotion work for a couple of minutes. You have a beautify pussy. Your lips are so delicate. OK, lets get started. Spread your legs.”

Kylee’s husband watched intently as Susan worked on her pussy. And Susan made the most of the opportunity by putting a couple of fingers inside.

“Oh, that really feels good. I’m getting really horny. How’s it look, honey?”

“Very, very sexy!”

“Spread your legs some more. That’s it.” Susan slipped in three fingers to stretch her lips to help with the shaving. “Almost there. Just have to get between your pussy and your asshole.”

Susan finished with the razor and cleaned her with a washcloth. “You have a beautiful pussy. So delicate, just made for loving.”

She then leaned forward and started licking, catching Kylee by surprise. Phil watched intently as she made love to Kylee’s pussy. She licked up and down her newly bare slit, tasting her juices. Her tongue tickled her clit and caused it to erect.

“Spread your lips, Kylee.”

Susan stuck her tongue out and started fucking Kylee’s hole, using her tongue like a cock. Then she resumed licking up and down her slit, stopping each time to massage her clit. Kylee’s juices were running out in a constant stream.

“You taste so good, Kylee. Does this feel good?”

“It feels great! Phil, pay attention. This is what I want you to do.”

Susan thrust two fingers in while tonguing her clit. She put her whole mouth on Kylee’s pussy. Kylee pulled her into her crotch and came with a huge shudder.

“Wow, that was something else. You knew just what to do. Give me a moment to settle down. Phil, I hope you’re not mad.”

“Not at all. I’ve never been very good at that. That was amazing! I’m going to try to do some of what Susan did.”

Next was Phil’s turn. He stripped down and his nice cock was jutting straight out. His public hair was fairly sparse but also covered his balls and cock. I squirted shaving cream and used my hand to rub all over. I took advantage and stroked his cock, felt his balls, and between his legs clear up to his asshole.

“You really have a nice cock, Phil. Nice and hard. Ok, let’s get the shaving done.”

Not to be out done by Susan with Kylee, after I cleaned him up I pulled his cock into my mouth. With guidance from my husband and Susan I had become quite expert on giving head. I kissed the head and then licked it like an ice cream cone. Some pre-cum was already oozing out. I used my finger to pick up a couple of drops and put it in my mouth.

I istanbul escort licked up and down the sides of his cock and then slipped the head into my mouth. Holding it there I swirled my tongue on the head. Then I moved the head back and forth in my mouth. Gradually I took more of his shaft. Phil’s cock was a perfect size to deep throat. I bobbed my head up and down, pulling his length deep into my warm mouth. The last couple of inches entered my throat.

“I can see your throat bulge as it goes it,” Kylee exclaimed. Susan provided some commentary about my technique. “Once you get past the gag reflex, it goes in pretty easily. It helps to tilt your head back so it’s a straight shot. Feels good, doesn’t it, Phil?”

“It feels great. Like a vise gripping my cock.”

I had never been able to take my husband’s cock all the way. So playing with Phil this way was fun. I fondled his balls while I held his cock in deep. “OK, Kylee, you try it.”

Kylee moved over and took his cock into her mouth. She emulated my actions and even tried to take him in completely. The last inch of his cock caused her to choke up, bringing tears in her eyes. So she concentrated on just the last three or four inches. Phil didn’t mind and a few minutes later shot several spurts. Kylee struggled to swallow his cum, almost choking, there was so much. She stuck out her tongue to show us his cum.

“Very tasty, honey.”

“Really good job, Kylee”, Jill exclaimed. “I still can’t take Jim’s cock all the way. You guys have lots of time to practice.”

Back to more mundane matters.

“How about dinner downtown tonight? Jim and Bob have probably worked up an appetite playing golf. And afterwards you guys can show off your new look!”

Friday night the bars were busier than earlier in the week. The six of us checked out several, having a drink in each and then moving on. We finished up at an upscale seafood restaurant.

“Jill, do you see that waiter over there? He kind of looks familiar.”

“Yeah, he looks different with clothes on!”

Our waiter was William, one of the two guys Jim and I met on the nude beach earlier in the week. He and George, his buddy, had made small talk with me while I gawked over the size of their cocks.

William came over to our table to take our order. I noticed a slight smile so it was obvious he recognized Jim and me but was discrete in front of our companions.

After he left our table, Kylee asked, “Do you know him?”

Jim laughed and said, “Yes, Jill has a thing for guys with big cocks.”

“Jim! OK, here’s what happened. Jim and I were sitting in deck chairs near the edge of the beach. The nude beach. William and his buddy came over and chatted me up. I don’t know if I ever made eye contact with either of them. My focus was on their cocks. Both were very long, very fat, and uncircumcised. And as you probably noticed, William is black. So is his buddy. They’re from Haiti but live here now.

“Anyway Jim was right there to keep things under control. I felt bold enough to reach out and stroke William’s cock. Before they left I had jerked off both of them and had cum all over my hands. It was one of the most exciting things I have ever done. I think Jim felt the same way. He took me back to our bungalow and fucked my lights out! I sure didn’t expect to ever see either of them again.”

I noticed that both Susan and Kylee eyed William as he went about his duties. He was entirely proper in his manner to us. As we were leaving Jim told him it was nice to see him again. William grinned escort bayan from ear to ear, “Monday’s my day off “

Back at the resort Jim and I stripped down and went out to our private pool. Bob and Susan soon joined us, also nude. A few minutes later Phil and Kylee joined us. I was disappointed that they were wearing suits.

“OK, you guys ready to see the new me?” Kylee pulled down her bikini.

“Hey, really looks good,” my Jim said.

“Good enough to eat,” added Bob.

“Don’t get fresh. Phil, your turn. Take your suit off and show us.”

Phil pulled his suit down over an impressive boner. Even though Susan and I had already seen the new look, his cock did look bigger than before. I told Jim and Bob that I demonstrated my blowjob technique on Phil this afternoon and that Kylee finished the job.

“Jill’s really good at giving head, isn’t she? I suppose it’s all the instruction she received from Jim and me.” Bob has never been the modest one.

“Kylee, I hear you did great. Care to give us a demonstration?”

Kylee leaned over Phil and started licking the head of his cock. She was obviously a good student. As I was remarking about Kylee trying to deep throat Phil this afternoon she actually did it. She held it for several seconds before doing a little choking. We applauded her efforts and Phil was most generous with his cum.

“Really good, Kylee. Phil, you going to eat her pussy?”

He seemed eager to show what he learned this afternoon. We added encouragement and suggestions. He ran his tongue up and down her slit and then pushed between her lips. She pulled her lips apart and he dipped his tongue deep into her hole. He put two fingers inside while licking her clit. He mimicked the tongue and mouth action that Susan had used on me. She pulled his head into her crotch and covered his face with a burst of juice as she climaxed.

“Phil, you did terrific. Did you like doing it?”

“Very much. You taste very sexy, Kylee. I did ok?”

“That was great, honey.” We all complemented Phil on his efforts.

I started stroking Jim. Susan said she wanted to switch partners and grabbed Jim’s cock. I moved over to Bob. Our guys were ready and we were too. Bending over, the guys slipped their cocks in. Bob had only fucked me that one time. Jim got real mad at Bob but seemed to get over it. Good thing. Now it was happening again. But this wasn’t the plan and I was concerned as to what Jim would do. I needn’t have worried – Jim was deep into Susan. He looked my way, saw Bob on top of me, and just smiled.

Our first time we swapped husbands in front of anyone, it was tremendously exciting. I think I have a bit of exhibitionism in me. Maybe more than just a bit.

Almost simultaneously both Jim and Bob blasted their cum. I pulled Jim over to me and spread my legs wide open. I pushed his head down to my crotch. Bob’s cum was profusely leaking out. Jim liked to eat creampie. I reached down and spread my lips so he could get his whole mouth on my pussy.

“Does Bob’s cum taste good in my pussy? As good as yours? Don’t stop. Bob fucked me really deep so lots of his cum is way up there.

“Stick your tongue in. Deeper. Now suck it all in with your mouth.”

I used my pussy muscles to push the last of the sticky mixture into his mouth.

“Now lick my clit and make me cum.” I sure had a terrific lover for a husband! Susan pushed Bob down to her crotch. He wasn’t big on eating pussy, much less one now filled with Jim’s cum.

“Do it, Bob. I want your tongue. Jim ate your cum. It’s the least Ataşehir escort you can do for me.”

Susan spread her lips and Bob started licking.

“Come on Bob, stick your tongue in there. Here, I’ll spread my lips for you. That’s better. Jim filled me up with his big cock. You need to get it all.

“Here comes some more.”

Susan worked her muscles and pushed more cum into Bob’s mouth. Each movement caused another dollop to leak out. With the last of the visible cum sucked up by Bob, he finished up by licking up and down her slit. After the initial hesitancy and with continuing encouragement from Susan Bob was doing a very creditable job. Susan must have agreed as she came with a shudder. We had put on quite a demonstration for Kylee and Phil.

“Phil, let’s go to our bungalow. I want you to fuck me and then eat my creampie like Jim and Bob just did. You’ll do it, won’t you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“You’ll do it. Let’s go.”

That’s the last we saw of Kylee and Phil that evening.

We didn’t see them the next couple of days. In the meantime Bob hired a boat and crew to take us on a tour of the Belize shoreline. Sleeping accommodations were roomy and the mate was a good cook and bartender. Susan and I spent most all of the time in our bikini bottoms, no tops. Apparently such attire wasn’t all that unusual. If I do say so myself, we were hot. Young, blond, sexy. Carlos, our captain, and Julio didn’t miss a thing.

It was probably hard for them to tell who was married to whom. Susan and I swapped husbands back and forth. Our guys certainly had no complaints. There were long stretches of shoreline we never saw!

By the second afternoon we were comfortable around our crew. Our boat pulled into a small cove so we could do some snorkeling, in the nude, of course. This was the first time Jim and Bob stripped to the buff. Our two-man crew got a good eyeful of our butts as we snorkeled. Julio helped pull me into the boat.

“Julio, what’s wrong with your pants? What’s that bulge?”

“Sorry, miss. But you and the other miss are so good looking. And I’ve never seen women that were bare down there.”

About that time Bob and Jim climbed aboard, equally bare. “Oh, your men are too!” Julio blushed as he stared at their shaved cocks.

“It’s the coming thing, Julio. All the young girls are doing it and even some of the guys. We shaved each other.”

“We love our guys to go down on us and it’s even better bare”, Susan added. “Besides, Jill and I think it makes our guys stick out even more. Don’t you think so?”

Poor Julio didn’t know what to say. Carlos came to his rescue. “The four of you are the sexiest couples we have ever had on my boat.”

“We would hate for you to forget us. Jim, get your camera out.”

Susan and Jill positioned themselves on either side of Carlos and Julio, lifting up a leg to straddle their legs. “How’s this look, Jim?”

“Very sexy. Good, very good. OK, put your hands on their crotches.”

Jim waited until we were rubbing some really nice bulges and took more photos. Susan suggested several poses. I took Julio’s hand and put it on my pussy. Carlos did likewise to Susan. More photos. The guys started finger-fucking us. I was sure getting wet down there. It was obvious from the boners that Bob and Jim were also turned on.

“OK, that’s enough. Thanks, you guys. Jim, take me to the bed and fuck me. I need it.”

Jill grabbed me by cock. Susan followed with Bob. We left the bedroom door open on purpose as the four of us played around.

Too soon, we were back at the dock, suitable attired. Jim promised to mail Carlos some photos. The guys, plus Phil, wanted to play golf the next day. So we gals decided to hit the beach again. Jim told me our waiter friend William would be off work. We might have a very fun day.

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