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Just a couple of months ago, I was involved in a hot sexual experience that I would like to share. I am twenty two years old with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes and a fit figure. I consider myself straight, have a boyfriend but have on occasion, hooked up with some wild girl on girl sex with my friends. I guess technically, I’m bisexual, but I only have an emotional attachment to guys even though my girl sexual encounters were very steamy and erotic.

It was a Saturday and girls night out for me and a few friends before I was to meet my boyfriend, Shane, later in the evening. Krista, Kelly, her sister Marley and I were dressed up in our skirts and high heels while blinged out in enough jewelry to make any rapper look plain. Our first stop was a large club with music so loud we couldn’t hear ourselves think. We left very early and settled on a smaller, well known club. We had a nice booth while we sipped on our drinks, talking before eventually dancing to some great music.

When we arrived back at our seats, there were a few drinks waiting on us, complimentary of a few guys. We scanned the area and thanked each and every one of them for their hospitality. When the next round of drinks followed, I once again looked for some cute guy to thank but the waitress pointed to a girl sitting with her friends. She and her friends were obvious lesbians and even though I had never had another girl buy me a drink, I was appreciative nonetheless. I thanked her by waving and she immediately came over.

The girl was bi-racial with a very pretty, dark complexion. She had buzzed hair on the sides and styled on top. She was very pretty with straight white teeth and reminded me of the singer Alicia Keys. That smile was very cute and it made her glow when she presented it.

“Hi, I’m A’esha,” she introduced herself while standing at our table in front of all of us.

We all shook her hand, returned the introduction as she looked directly at me and asked, “Would you like to dance?”

The song was slow and couples were dancing cheek to cheek. That seemed a little strange to me so I respectfully thanked A’esha but declined. She went back with her friends and me with mine.

Marley giggled, “Oh my God, I can’t believe she asked you to dance. Do you think she thinks you are lesbian?”

Not really sure but I played it off, “No, I don’t think so. She is just having some fun.”

We talked about it more while drinking and I looked over at A’esha a few times and each time she would smile at me. The more tipsy I became, the more I thought about going over. I got to the point where I didn’t care any longer who was what. I had to pee and when I when I returned, I went over to A’esha’s booth. Her friends got up and went to the dance floor and let us two talk.

She looked up at me and smiled, “Hi again. Would you like to sit down a minute?”

I smiled back and said, “Sure,” and sat down next to her on the same side of the booth.

“What made you come over here?” A’esha asked.

I shrugged, “I don’t know. You seem nice and I love your smile. I’m not a lesbian though.”

A’esha giggled, “I know that. That is pretty obvious but I was hoping you were curious.”

“I’m here aren’t I,” I playfully smirked.

“You are and you are so pretty,” A’esha grinned as she used her middle finger to rake a few strands of hair out of my eyes.

We talked and sipped on our drinks when out of Betturkey nowhere A’esha leans in and plants a large kiss on my lips before pulling back to see my reaction. I have to admit, I was aroused by the entire situation. I tilted my head and went back in for a longer, more passionate kiss. Our lips were open as we used our tongues to probe each other’s mouth. A’esha’s breath was fruity from her alcohol consumption and eventually she was sucking my tongue deep into her mouth. Our hands were moving all around each other’s head and the make out session got very steamy. I felt my pussy tingle and get wet.

After breaking our lengthy lip lock, A’esha asked, “Hey, you wanna get out of here. I only live a few miles away?”

Not wanting to leave my friends behind and not really knowing much about her, I, for the second time, respectfully declined, “I’m sorry, I can’t but we could go out to your vehicle and talk if you want.”

After texting my friends that I would be outside and back in a few minutes, I walked out to A’esha’s vehicle which was a nice SUV. We both hopped into the back seat and talked. She told me that she worked with a law firm and evidently made good money while I shared some details about myself. We were learning about each other when she put her palm onto my cheek and went in for a long, wet kiss. I was very tipsy and was not worried about being spotted by passersby in the street lighted parking lot. I knew what was probably about to happen and the funny thing was, I didn’t care. It was exciting and fresh and my attitude was “whatever happens, happens.”

With her left hand now on my breast, A’esha was giving me little kisses on my neck and just under my earlobe as she whispered in between pecks, “Mmmm, you’re so beautiful, Britt. I want you. I want you so bad.”

I moaned, closed my eyes and my head tilted back in enjoyment. A’esha’s hand slide down my blouse and dipped under my skirt. I spread my legs to give her easier access. My pussy was dripping with anticipation. Her finger made its way inside my panties and began rubbing my clit. The moment her digit found its destination, my eyes momentarily popped open and I jumped from the pleasurable sensation.

I felt like I was with an old high school boyfriend in the backseat of his car, yet I was enjoying the same experience with a girl. At that moment, A’esha’s middle finger dipped inside my vagina, and she began thrusting it in and out of me. Our lips met for a long, passionate kiss, causing me to grunt while my pussy twitched in orgasm around her finger. I couldn’t believe how quickly I came. Now I was like a girl in heat. I needed more.

I smiled, “Do you want to go down on me?”

“I thought you would never ask,” A’esha quickly and excitedly replied.

I turned her direction and leaned against the back door. My knees were bent and legs were spread as I lifted my high heel covered feet in the air to allow A’esha to pull my panties off. Even though it was a small thong with not much visible material, she put them to her nose and inhaled deeply.

“Mmmm! You smell just like I imagined,” A’esha sighed.

I sighed as she laid down on her stomach with one leg on the floor, and placed her mouth directly on my wet labia. First, her warm breath, then her tongue sent shock-waves through me. It felt amazing! Her head was nodding while she licked my pussy better than it had been licked in a Betturkey Giriş long time. The tip of her tongue, would probe my asshole, before the flat part would perform a nice strong upward lick and finish at my clit where she would suck then vibrate. I was squirming and moaning but when she inserted two fingers and started pumping them in and out…I started cumming. A’esha didn’t stop after my first orgasm, she continued until I had two more!

I was screaming as I eventually grabbed the back of her head, “Eat my pussy! Lick it! Oh…don’t stop! Ohh! Ohhhh!”

She was amazing. Had I not stopped her, I was building up to a messy squirt all over her leather seats. I was so worked up, I wanted to taste her.

I was panting, “Let me do you now. Take off your pants.”

As A’esha removed her slacks, panties and loafers, she was wearing only her shirt and knee high, gray, lycra trouser socks. She turned around, showing her sexy ass to me while putting one leg up over the front seat. It was a good thing the windows were steamed up or anybody could see in if they were walking along the vehicle.

A’esha’s pussy was spread and ready for me to attack it from underneath. The small amount of light shining in, allowed me to see that her vagina was large with huge meaty lips around it. Her clit was also larger than most and I immediately could smell her scent. Her opened pussy smelled strong but a good strong like she was giving off her clean yet sweaty aroma from the dancing.

I scooted toward her and then raised up as my mouth met her large hanging labia lips. She was moaning as she watched me through her legs. I reached from under her thighs to hold myself up and I felt like my entire face was covered by her opening. Her smell was intoxicating as I licked inside her pussy. When I would suck on her large lips, she would moan just a little louder.

When I would move my face around to lick the lower part of her slit, I didn’t even mind that my nose was going into her asshole. A’esha was enjoying herself when she took her finger and started rubbing my clit while I ate her out. Eventually, I put my thumb on her clit and we were massaging each other’s simultaneously. I tongue fucked her hole until we both started shaking. I don’t remember which one went first but I do know that when the first one of us started orgasming, the other one went about 30 seconds afterward. It was hot! We did see a group of people out in the parking lot and we decided we didn’t need to get arrested so we stopped.

A’esha put her leg down and started putting her slacks back on as she asked, “Was it good? You say you’re not gay but that was pretty hot. Don’t ya think?”

I was trying to recover and gasped as I was slipping my panties back on, “Yes it was. You made me cum so hard. Did I make you feel good too?”

She responded, “Hell yes. Maybe we can do it again sometime.”

After we exchanged numbers, I was the first one to exit. I went back into the club with my hair a mess, lip gloss gone, and my face smelling like pussy. I immediately went to the bathroom to freshen up and when I met my friends at our booth, they laughed and we talked about what had just happened.

About an hour later, I arrived at my boyfriend Shane’s house. When I went in, he had already showered and was sitting in his robe. After receiving my text about my ETA, he had timed it just right. I knew we were Betturkey Güncel Giriş going to fuck like wild animals but after what I had been through at the club, I couldn’t keep the smirk off my face.

He looked at me, grinned and said, “What?”

“Oh nothing,” was my response as my smirk got wider.

“Tell me. I can’t stand it,” Shane chuckled.

I smiled, “Let’s just put it this way, you aren’t the only person in the room who will have gotten pussy tonight.”

“What?! No way! That is so fucking hot. Just saying that has me rock hard,” Shane exclaimed.

He stood up and dropped his robe. He wasn’t lying. He was so hard, his eight inch cock pointed upward toward his stomach. As I began to tell him the entire experience, he was on his knees kissing my neck. He was loving every second of my experience while I stroked his concrete erection. There was no messing around, he wanted me now.

I quickly got undressed and found myself in bed on my back. Shane wasted no time putting his dong inside my wet, swollen pussy and he began to pump like he was trying to pound me through the mattress. In no time, the bed was thumping and banging against the wall.

I whispered, “Can you smell her pussy on my face? She tasted so good.”

“Augh fuck! I’m cummin! I’m cummin!” Shane screamed as I could feel the warmth of his sperm spray deep inside me in only minutes after he started fucking.

I rubbed his shoulders as I thought he would never stop shooting. His mouth was contorted and his eyes glazed over as he emptied his nuts inside me. He was so turned on by my girl on girl action, he never went soft. Shane rested on top of me for a moment but never pulled his cock out. He gathered himself and got up on his hands in a pushup position and started fucking once again. He would ask me questions as he thrusted.

“What did her pussy look like?” He asked and I would answer, “It was big and had huge lips.”

Shane would groan in pleasure before he would ask his next question. We continued this exchange of questioning and answering which was getting me just as lustful, reminiscing about the events of the evening. I needed that penetration orgasm! I was building up again and craved that downward thrust.

I ordered Shane, “Put my legs behind my head.”

As my legs went up over his shoulders, then further back, my feet danced in the air as Shane resumed his pounding.

I was screaming, “That’s it! Fuck me harder! Fuck the pussy that she ate better than you can! Oh, she licked it so great! She made me cum harder than you do! You can never make me cum like that!”

My words were a challenge to Shane and they made him pump harder and harder until my orgasm hit me and I squirted all over.

“Oh my God! I’m…I’m…cumming! Ooooo!” I screamed louder as my stream of ejaculate shot out and splashed Shane’s abdomen, soaking the bed.

Not long after, Shane yelled as his second orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks. He collapsed on top of me, pinning my legs so far back that my clenched toes were touching the sheets behind my head. He was filling my gooey pussy with his second load in less than twenty minutes.

When he was finished, Shane rolled off me and landed on his back, gasping for air. He was sweating profusely and mumbling to himself. I already had his slime running down my ass crack while lying in my own juices. Both of us and the bed were a mess.

After taking a few minutes to recover, we got up and showered together. I don’t think Shane minded at all taking his second shower in less than an hour. To this day, A’esha and I have texted a few times but haven’t hooked up even though Shane has pleaded many times for me to have round two.

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Will dreaded going to the gym. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of his physique, far from it. He had worked hard over the past couple of months to sculpt his out of shape form into a lean, mean sex magnet machine. After a bitter break up left Will shaken and full of self doubt, he became determined to look and feel his best, and to take care of Will for a change.

With the help of a sensible diet and his beloved personal trainer, Molly, he had accomplished just that, but now Molly was leaving on maternity leave and that meant disaster for Will. The only other personal trainers at the gym were Ronnie, a bubble headed blonde who constantly talked about her kids and vacations with a voice that sounded like she just sucked in helium, and Lou, a wizened troll of a man who looked like he would be more at home in front of a buffet table than a weight bench.

If he didn’t still have 2 months left on his contract, Will would have high tailed it out of there, but he loved the laid back atmosphere and non-judgmental feel of the gym, so he guessed he would just have to suck it up. He took a final glance at himself in the mirror. Chocolate brown eyes gleamed back at him and his dark, bronze skin glowed with good health. Will had taken to keeping his scalp clean-shaven, but allowed a neatly trimmed goatee to accent his chiseled face. At 5’10 he wasn’t the tallest of men, but his body was well toned and defined. Since becoming what his friends referred to as a “Stud Puppy,” he was constantly getting checked out, especially when he was wearing his gym shorts and tight muscle T-shirt.

“Time to face the music and see who I’m stuck with,” Will sighed. If it had to be one of the two he hoped it was Lou. He may have looked like the living embodiment of a garden gnome, but at least he was businesslike and not too chatty. Will grabbed his gym bag and keys and headed out the door.

When he got to the gym, he was surprised to see it wasn’t slam packed. He went to the front desk, signed in, then hit the bell since Kristina, the perky receptionist, was nowhere in sight. As he waited, he glanced around. Over in the corner, Ronnie was chirping away with a frazzled housewife who looked ready to hurl the medicine ball she was working with at Ronnie’s head. Lou was making a b-line to the men’s room with a magazine under his arm. His bathroom breaks were legendary and Will let out a groan. It looked like he was going to get stuck with Blabber Mouth.

“Can I help you?” came a deep voice from in back of him. Will turned toward the sound and caught his breath. Standing at the counter was a hulk of a man. He had to be at least 6’6″ and it looked as if he was carved out of marble. He stood there shirtless with a towel draped over his neck. Huge shoulders and arms sat atop a rock hard torso and if there was such a thing as an 8-pack, then this guy had it. Muscular thighs and calves completed the package, but it was the guy’s face that drew Will’s attention. Spiked black hair, golden toned skin and almond shaped eyes bespoke of Asian descent, but it was the actual color of the eyes that had Will mesmerized. They were the color of summer grass and framed with thick, dark lashes. It was almost criminal for a man to have eyes like that. In the back of Will’s mind he could almost picture Ronnie plotting this man’s demise.

When no sound came forth from Will, the Adonis spoke again.

“You must be Will. I’m Lex. I’ll be filling in for Molly while she’s out on leave. I’m your new personal trainer for the next couple of months.

“Cool,” Will managed to stammer.

Lex arched an eyebrow at Will, then turned and picked up a file.

“Molly left your workout regiment for me to look out. I must say that from what I see she’s pretty much whipped you into shape.”

Lex reached out a hand and rubbed it up and down Will’s arms and chest. Will stood there dumbfounded. It seemed his voice had totally abandoned him and all he could do was nod.

“Since she’s pretty much covered the basics, are you ready to take on something more challenging?”

Will snapped out of his stupor. “Sure man, I’m up for anything.”

“Anything huh,” Lex replied. “Well we’ll just have to see about that.” Lex turned and headed towards the weights with Will trailing behind.

For the next hour, Lex pushed Will to the limit. The intense lifting and cardio session had Will on the verge of collapse. He had never felt such exhaustion, but at the same time he was exhilarated at the thought of working out with Lex, and of getting his body into even better shape.

“That’s enough for tonight Will,” said Lex. “You did good man, REAL good. I’m going to have to whip up something new to see just how much you can handle.”

“Bring it on,” laughed Will. “I can take it.”

Lex stared at Will with a strange expression on his handsome face.

“How about this,” he said. “I’m supposed to close up on Tuesday. Why don’t you plan on being here at quitting time, and then we can see how far you’re willing to go? It’ll be our own special ‘training session’ with Betturkey no interruptions. What do you say?”

Will stared into Lex’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

Finally, Will shook his head.

“Tuesday it is.”

“Good,” said Lex as he flashed Will a wicked grin. “I just hope you don’t have anything too important to do on Wednesday. You may be….a little sore.”

Will again stared at Lex.

“Like I said before, bring it.”

With that, Will turned and left the gym, but not without a slight shiver of anticipation racing down his spine.

Tuesday arrived and Will was a wreck. He had no clue what Lex had planned for him and he spent the morning in nervous disquiet.

“Snap out of it,” he told himself. “It’s just a workout. The worst that can happen is I’ll be tired as hell tomorrow.”

But another part of Will’s anxiety was Lex himself. Will could have sworn he was sending him signals, but what if he was wrong? He didn’t want to do anything to make himself look stupid, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to let on he felt an attraction to Lex. If he gave in to an overactive imagination that didn’t come to fruition, he would never be able to show his face at the gym again.

Despite his misgivings Will took extra care grooming, although he didn’t know why he should care. He was only going to get sweaty and smelly, but for some reason it mattered that he look sharp when he met with Lex.

Dressed in tight, spandex bike shorts and a cut off tee, Will headed for his date with destiny.

When he got to the gym, Lex met him at the door and then locked it behind him.

Lex looked Will up and down with a slight smirk on his face.

“Glad you decided to show,” he said. “I thought you were going to chicken out on me.”

“Not a chance,” said Will. “I’m pretty tough. I can hang. Just lead the way my man.”

Lex snickered and motioned for Will to follow. Will stopped by his usual weight bench, but Lex kept going.

“Where are you going,” Will queried? “The equipment is here.”

“I told you we were going to see how far you’re willing to go. ARE you willing? If so, get your sweet ass moving and follow me. If not, well then we can just stop here.”

The air left Will’s lungs in a rush. He took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, and told Lex to lead on.

Lex led Will down a back hallway to a locked door. He took out a key, clicked it open, and with a flourish motioned Will inside.

“After you,” Lex leered. Will felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter, but his curiosity was beginning to kick in and he was willing to let Lex lead the way…for now.

Will stepped into the room and Lex entered behind him. Will was vaguely aware of the key turning and locking them in. Most of his attention was focused on the room around him.

It was dark inside. The only overhead light had black fabric stretched across it and the room was awash in shadows. Will could barely make out a bench and some weights in the center of the room, and there was a shape that looked like a couch to the side. Will thought he spied a medicine ball or two, and there were some items under the bench he couldn’t really see, but that was pretty much it.

Will felt Lex looming over him from behind and Lex’s hot breath tickled the back of his neck. “Let the fun begin,” Lex growled.

Will spun to face him and Lex slowly pushed Will back until his knees hit the bench. Will was forced to sit and then Lex gave a gentle thrust to Will’s shoulder, indicating he wanted him to lay back.

As Will complied, Lex came around to the head of the bench. He, too, was wearing bike shorts, and from this angle Will could clearly see the outline of Lex’s package.

“What the hell am I doing?” Will thought, but before he could contemplate any further action Lex started to lower a weight bar toward him.

“You lift, I’ll spot,” he said. “Remember to take it nice and slow. Really get those muscles going.”

Will started to do the reps as Lex stood above him. He wondered what game Lex was playing at, as the weight wasn’t nearly as heavy as he was used to. It soon became apparent, however, that spotting wasn’t really what Lex had in mind.

Every time Will lowered the bar, Lex’s groin would thrust toward Will’s face. The aroma of male musk caught Will’s nostrils as Lex rocked back and forth, his fabric-clad crotch just barely grazing Will’s face.

Will inhaled deeply, savoring the offering that was literally right in front of his face. As he did his last set and Lex helped him set the bar in place on the bench, their eyes locked.

“Are you ready,” Lex asked?

“Am I ready for what?”

“I ASKED…are you ready,” Lex growled softly.

“Uh…yes?” came Will’s hesitant reply.

In a flash, Lex grabbed Wills hands and pulled them together. In a move that would have made a rodeo cowboy proud, he produced the end of a jump rope and deftly tied Will’s wrists to the weight bar.

Will attempted to squirm, but Betturkey Giriş he was firmly bound and if he truly struggled, he was in danger of possibly bringing the bar down on him.

“Do you trust me Will,” Lex asked? “I promise we won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

“I trust you,” Will whispered.

Lex leaned over and gently brushed his lips against Will’s. It was the softest kiss he had ever received, yet strangely the sexiest.

“Let the games begin,” Lex breathed.

Lex stood up and rubbed one hand across his chest while grabbing his crotch with the other. From the angle Will was in his bulge looked enormous. Lex then pulled off his shirt and pulled down his shorts. Will was right, he WAS huge. Thick and uncut, Lex’s cock jutted proudly from a nest of tightly clipped pubes. Will could see a gorgeous, mushroom shaped head peeping out of the foreskin and his mouth actually began to water. Lex’s balls were beautiful too — pink orbs that hung down and begged to be sucked.

Lex leaned into Will and Will did just that, taking each of Lex’s nuts in his mouth and gently sucking, rolling them around on his tongue and laving them for all he was worth.

“Suck my dick man,” Lex growled. “Take it down your throat.”

Will opened wide. Lex inserted his penis and began to pump in and out of Will’s mouth. From the laid back position, Will’s eyes began to water and he moaned around the big piece of meat.

“That’s it baby,” Lex chuckled. “Take that dick…yeah…take it my sweet little bitch.”

Will turned his head dislodging Lex’s dick.

“I’m NOBODY’S bitch!”

“Ah…but tonight you are…you’re MY bitch…all mine,” Lex said as he leaned over and kissed Will hard.

He pushed his tongue into Will’s mouth where they dueled for supremacy.

Lex’s hands were all over Will now. They tore at his shirt, ripping it down the center where Lex plucked Will’s hardening nipples. Lex’s tongue made a trail down the side of Will’s throat and licked it’s way to his pecs. From there, Lex’s mouth and teeth set a course of sucking and nipping on Will while Lex’s hands set a course for Will’s shorts. In a flash, they were pulled down and Will’s own hardening erection sprung free.

Now Lex was in a frenzy. His hands were rubbing all over Will’s crotch while his mouth was wreaking havoc on Will’s torso. All Will could do was thrash his head from side to side and make little mewling noises deep in his throat.

“Please,” Will pleaded.

“Please what,” Lex snickered.

“Suck me,” begged Will. “I want to feel your mouth on me. Please, suck my cock.”

“Look at you giving orders,” Lex laughed, but he came around the bench to fulfill Will’s desire.

Lex lifted Will’s lower half off the bench, spread his legs, and laid each one across one of his brawny shoulders.

Will’s wrists were still restrained and with Lex holding him up he was totally at his mercy.

Again he pleaded, “Please!”

Lex just smirked and lowered his head. He began to lick Will in long, hard strokes, not sucking his cock but working his way from his crack up to the underside of Will’s balls.

“Just look at that tight fucking hole,” Lex growled.

“Yeah this tight fucking hole looks SO good.”

Lex’s tongue began to push its way inside. Will could do nothing but respond to the sensations that were being paid to his ass.

Lex used his mouth like a penis, spreading Will even further and driving his tongue in and out of Will. Every once in a while he would stop, gaze at Will’s opening, then send a gob of spit flying onto Will’s winking rosebud.

“Oh the things I am going to do to you baby,” Lex whispered.

Will shivered and squirmed. Not being able to reciprocate or touch Lex was driving him crazy. Lex must have sensed this because he set Will’s butt back down on the bench and then straddled Will as he lay there, bringing his cock up to Will’s face.

Will obediently opened for Lex and began to suck him deep inside. In this position, he was able to take Lex more fully into him and elicited grunts and groans from the big man.

Lex reached back and began to jerk Will’s cock as Will blew him.

“Yeah baby…that’s it…suck that big ole cock. Yeah…”

Will was in heaven. Lex was so powerful and in control, yet somehow it felt right. He got totally into fellating him and gave Will his full attention.

Through an oral haze, he was dimly aware of Lex spitting onto something and then he felt something press against his anus.

His eyes looked into Lex’s as Lex continued to pump into Will’s mouth while his hands were reaching back between Will’s legs.

“I told you I won’t do anything to hurt you,” Lex whispered. “Trust me babe…this is going to feel so good.”

Will sighed around Lex’s wood and closed his eyes. Again he felt something hard begin to work its way into him. With a pop, it passed his sphincter and lodged itself inside. Will realized it was the handle on the end of the jump rope that Betturkey Güncel Giriş Lex was using to hold his wrists in place.

He whimpered with pleasure as his mouth was filled with Lex and the handle began to fill his ass.

Lex stopped fucking Will’s face and slid down to the end of the bench. He then turned all his attention to working Will’s hole.

“Untie me,” Will said. “I want to touch you.”

“But if I untie you I’ll have to stop playing with this hot little hole,” Lex replied.

“Please!!!”

“Well, since you asked me so nicely I guess I could.”

Lex left the handle in Will’s ass and came around to untie him. As soon as his hands were free Will shot up and pulled the handle out.

“Now it’s YOUR turn BITCH,” he growled.

Will turned on Lex and began pushing him around the room. Lex was surprised at Will’s attack, but eagerly anticipated the pay back.

Will finally maneuvered Lex to the couch where he pushed him down. He was now free to run his hands over Lex’s body like he longed to do all night.

Will’s hands wandered while he got to his knees and settled in between Lex’s legs.

Will lapped Lex’s balls and cock like a starving man. He just could not seem to get enough. Lex gripped Will’s head and held him in place as Will gobbled down the entire length of him. Will slapped his hands away and reached up to tweak a nipple.

“Fuck me,” Lex cried.

Will sat up.

“Excuse me,” he asked? Did he hear Lex correctly? With the way things had gone earlier Will was sure Lex wanted to be on top.

Lex got down on the floor and crawled over to a medicine ball. He placed his body, stomach down, and rolled his ass into the air.

“Fuck me,” he whined.

Will needed no second urging. He got behind Lex and pulled his cheeks apart. He was so hard it was almost painful, but he still wanted to do a few more things to Lex.

Will bent down and blew directly onto Lex’s hole. Lex clenched his glute muscles and it winked up invitingly at Will. Will then darted his tongue straight into Lex’s hole, orally invading him like Lex had done to him earlier. Will then alternated spreading Lex’s bud open with his fingers and screwing him with his tongue.

Lex gasped and tried to reach around for Will’s cock, but Will would roll Lex forward forcing him to put his hands on the floor for balance. Will was now totally in control and loving it. The big man was now HIS!

“If you’re not inside me in the next few seconds I’m gonna die,” Lex complained.

“Poor baby,” Will replied.

“Come on man and GIVE IT TO ME,” Lex screeched. “There’s condoms and lube under the bench.”

“Sneaky whore,” Will laughed.

“Just get ’em and plow my ass dammit,” Lex demanded.

“Man, you are ONE greedy bitch,” Will laughed.

“Honey, you have NO idea,” Lex chuckled.

Will retrieved the condoms, wrapped it up, and then squirted a generous amount of lube onto his prick. He pressed himself up against Lex and with a quick thrust was buried to the hilt.

Lex’s muscles gripped and massaged Will’s cock. He was warm and tight and felt incredible. Will began to piston in and out, pulling out until just the tip of his cock was inserted then slamming all the way home.

Will tried to grab Lex by his hair but had to content himself with grasping his shoulders to try and get even deeper.

“Let me roll over,” Lex said. “I want to watch you fuck me.”

Will pulled his cock out and Lex laid back on the ball. Will again pushed his dick into Lex’s ass as Lex wrapped his muscular legs around Will’s waist.

They stared into each other’s eyes as their love fest continued. Will could feel a familiar pressure building deep inside. He drove himself even harder into Lex. Lex was grunting loudly with each wild thrust.

“Fuck man I’m gonna shoot,” Lex cried.

“Ungh…ungh…ungh…”

Lex’s uttering corresponded with each spurt of hot cum as it splashed up onto his belly. Will was still buried deep inside and he felt the walls of Lex’s sheath tighten with each orgasmic spasm.

“Holy crap,” Will screamed.

He thrust crazily into Lex, feeling his climax building.

“FUCK ME,” Will yelled as he emptied himself inside Lex.

Will collapsed on top of Lex who tenderly kissed his forehead.

“That was incredible my man,” he said.

They laid together for a few moment more, reveling in what just happened while trying to catch their breaths and return their heart rates to normal.

“Let’s go hit the showers,” Lex suggested.

They trotted off to the locker room and washed each other’s bodies. Will could feel himself getting hard again.

“Let me take care of that,” Lex said.

Lex dropped down and took Will into his mouth. His tongue expertly traced every ridge and vein before he clamped down and suckled hard. Lex jerked his own cock as he brought Will to the brink of ecstasy once more.

“I’m going to blow,” Will warned.

Lex’s only reply was to bob even harder on Will’s knob.

Will was aware of incoherent words leaving his mouth as he came, spewing gob after gob of wet jizz down Lex’s throat. Lex jerked himself furiously and let out a hoarse cry and he, too, orgasmed.

Lex stood up and embraced Will. It felt so good to have someone hold him again.

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This is a continuation of my first story The Girl of my Dreams.

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The weekend after that Friday just seemed to drag on. I couldn’t wait till I could see Emily again on Monday. I kept replaying the events of Friday in my head over and over again. I got so caught up in my own mimed I forgot to tell Jackson about my night. Once I finally remembered I had a phone I had 20 new messages from him asking how it went and if I was still alive. I finally detached myself from the images of Emily in that nice skater dress with the pantyhose and peephole heels enough so I could answer the texts.

“Hey, yes I am still alive and just had the best day of my life! Started with the best outfit and ended with a foot massage.” I replied to Jackson’s texts.

Just remembering that got me hard again. How nice the sheer black pantyhose looked on her and how well they fit over every curve of her leg. Thinking about her feet and those cute toes of hers hiding themselves behind the pantyhose. Just the mental pictures of me licking her feet and toes had me turned on. I made a resolve with myself however to not have an orgasm until Emily gave me one. Just thinking about how intense that would be, helped me keep the impulses at bay. Maybe it would be her cute little feet rubbing me off that would be my first. Just thinking about it made me excited to see her again and made the weekend go slower.

“That’s awesome dude! Sounds like a good time, glad you enjoyed it ;)” Jackson sent back.

That wink face definitely had me thinking. Once again I lose myself thinking about what she was wearing. Just then I had a weird feeling. She was wearing pantyhose and peephole heels. I have a fetish for pantyhose that only Jackson knows about, he also knows about my foot fetish. Everything Emily was wearing was designed to turn me on. The realization hit me, my friend helped the girl of my dreams seduce me.

“You sneaky bastard! You talked to Emily before Friday and didn’t tell me anything about it!” I sent back after figuring it out.

I can’t say I was mad because I wasn’t. I was actually happy he would go out and do something like that. Getting the girl of my dreams to wear something out of my dreams was just too good to be true and it just happened to come true Friday. On the other hand Emily didn’t need to seduce me I was already wrapped around her little finger without her wearing my favorite clothing on a girl.

“Guilty as charged. I wanted it to be a surprise! How’d you figure it out?” Jackson sent back.

“You are the only person I have told about my fetish for pantyhose and feet! It was a very nice touch though. I must thank you!”

“You’re welcome. You needed some excitement in your life. She came up to me Thursday asking if there was anything you liked. I just had to tell her. :P”

“Well that was the best day of my life! Thanks.”

I was so distracted by Friday and wanting to see Emily again that I totally forgot that there was no school on Monday. That made things harder especially since I never got Emily’s phone number. I was so distracted Friday by what she was wearing and the kiss I forgot to ask. The only time we could keep in contact was through school. Monday finally passed and by the time Tuesday rolled around I was practically killing myself trying to get to school. I finally arrived and with a screech of my tires I turned the car off. Jackson was looking at me with a smug grin on his face.

“In a bit of a hurry?” Jackson asked me.

“No… you think?” Leaving my response dripping with sarcasm.

“Well you better go find her! I bet she is just dying to talk to you!”

“I just wish I knew where to look. She could be anywhere.” I said. With that we walked into the building. As we were walking I was looking everywhere high and low for Emily. I finally reached my locker with no sign of her. Feeling a little disappointed I exchanged my stuff for my books and let my mind wander a little bit.

“I wonder what she will be wearing today.” I think to myself. She usually wore dresses or skirts when it was spring and summer. Occasionally she would wear jeans, never any yoga pants and I respected her greatly for that. I am a bit of a hypocrite in that respect. I love the sight of a woman’s ass in yoga pants but having everybody see the girl of my dream’s ass just makes me want to kill someone. What can I say, I am a little possessive of the girl of my dreams.

Bringing myself back to reality and the present I closed my locker and headed to class. That was the harder class to pay attention in. I can’t help but think that Emily is avoiding me. Maybe all the stuff she said was just her saying stuff in the heat of the moment and now that she has had time to think about it… I quickly shake those feelings off. Can’t think like that, Friday was a great night. I got so distracted by my inner thoughts that I missed the teacher calling on me. Talk about an embarrassing moment.

After class with part of my dignity in tact I walk to History class. All the butterflies in my stomach start going Betturkey crazy, my hands start to sweat like crazy. I can’t wait to see her but at the same time I can. It’s one of those weird feelings where my feelings are contradicting each other.

I arrive about 5 minutes early and as I enter the classroom I notice that Emily is not there. I quickly take my seat and glue my eyes to the door. The seconds start ticking away and the 5 minutes are agonizing. Finally one by one the minutes pass and the teacher comes into the classroom. Emily is not usually this late to class, she usually beats the teacher in. It is during roll call of history class that I find out that Emily is sick. As soon as I hear this I get a little disappointed and a new thought pops into my head.

After history class I hurry over to Samantha, Emily’s best friend. Samantha is a very cute girl herself. Although to me nowhere near how beautiful Emily is. Maybe I’ll have to talk to Emily about hooking her and Jackson up. Brown hair and blue eyes, her face is just a little longer than Emily’s. She is a little taller than Emily, measuring at 5’6″. Samantha and Emily have been friends for quite a while. They teased by some of the other girls because the other girls are jealous of their beauty. Emily and Samantha hold their heads high and don’t let it get to them.

I finally make my way to Samantha and ask her if I can get Emily’s number.

“Had quite a night Friday I heard!” Samantha said with a wink as I approached.

“Oh she told you…” I responded, wondering how much she really knew.

“Of course! She is my best friend, didn’t spare any details!” With that she started giggling. Looking down at my hands she went on, “Heard you give a pretty good massage.”

“I have been told, Emily liked it quite a bit.” I replied.

“I am glad you two are partners, might lead to something good.”

“So, can I get her number from you? I heard she was sick and want to do something sweet.” I told her the plans I had in mind. At that she just gave me a smile and told me how sweet I was and how lucky Emily is. I got her number from Samantha, said my thanks, and headed to lunch. I took out my phone and started to text Emily when Jackson came up to me.

“Hey! Did you find Emily yet?” He asked me.

“No she is out sick today.” I replied while formulating a text.

“Oh what did you give her?” He asked me with a hint of sarcasm.

“Something I must have caught from you last week,” I return.

I tell him of the plan I have and he gives me a slap on the back.

“You do it man! Don’t screw it up!”

“I’ll try not to, if this goes well it should be the beginning of a beautiful thing. Speaking of beautiful things have you ever given any thought of going after Samantha?” I ask him.

“I have given thought to it. She is very pretty, just don’t know if she has any interest in me.” He answered.

At that I told him maybe he should take a chance. I finally was able to finish my text to Emily and I reviewed it one last time before I sent it to her.

“Sorry to hear you are sick. I hope you get better soon! ~Alexander”

I go through the rest of my classes feeling a little better she isn’t ignoring me. At least to the best of my knowledge she isn’t. When I get out of my last class I check my phone and notice I have a text message from Emily.

“Aw thank you so much! It’s nothing just wasn’t feeling well enough to go to school and deal with everything. Hope your day is going well!”

I hit the reply button and ask, “It has been going well. Would you be up for hanging out tonight?”

I walk over to my car and get in. On the drive home I think about my plan and hope it works. When I reach my house I notice my parent’s car is not in the driveway. “That’s odd” I think to myself. They are usually home before I get home. I walk into the house and notice a note on the fridge.

It reads: “We have gone out for a dinner date and don’t know when we’ll get back. May end up renting a hotel room for the night.”

“Okay just a little too much information I needed to know” I think. Just then my phone goes off. I check it and feel my heart rise as it’s a message from Emily.

“Yes I would like that a lot. I am feeling better than this morning.”

“This day is just really turning around and going well for me” I think to myself. Now I have a dilemma, I was going to set up this nice picnic for Emily and me but now that my parents are away I might have a candlelit dinner. I finally decided to have a picnic in the park and maybe we can come back here now that there will be no parents. I text her the location and go over to the computer to look up picnic food ideas. I have about two hours till we meet and it should be plenty warm outside still.

I decide on crackers and cheese to begin with. I am thinking a nice potato salad and bringing the fixings for sandwiches. A bowl of fruit, some kind of melon, and maybe a couple pieces of chocolate cake would be perfect. I leave my house and drive to the nearest Betturkey Giriş grocery store. There I find everything I need. I grab some roast beef and rolls for the sandwiches. I also grab some potato salad. The produce department had already made bowls of watermelon so I grab one of those. I decide to ditch the crackers and cheese. As I make my way to the bakery department I browse past the beverage aisle to grab a bottle of sparkling apple cider. Making my way to the bakery department I find some chocolate cake. Comparing the prices of whole cakes to slices I opt for a whole cake instead. Nearing the cash register I pick up some plates, napkins, and plastic forks and knives. I pay for the items and leave the store packing it all into the back.

Looking at my watch I realize that I have used up an hour, leaving me one left. I quickly find a department store and find a nice picnic basket and a red and white checkered picnic blanket. Cliché I know but I wanted it to be fun and special. I make my way home and take a quick glance at my phone, 30 minutes left. It takes about 10 minutes to get to the park so I have about 20 minutes to pack this basket and get it all ready. I pack the basket all nice and neat and I put it into my car. As I am about to leave I forget to grab some glasses for the sparkling cider so I quickly run back into the house and grab them.

Finally ready to go I drive to the park. I make it there with 2 minutes to spare. I go over to the field and unfold the picnic blanket I got and place the basket in the middle. I sit down on the blanket and wait for Emily to arrive.

I waited for a few minutes then I noticed somebody out of the corner of my eye. I looked up and saw Emily walking over towards me. She caught my eye and gave me a huge smile. She is wearing a teal sun dress that comes down to mid-thigh and she has sandals on. I am excited I can see her cute feet again. I notice that she redid the color on her nails and now they are a teal color. They match the color of her dress and they also match the color on her toes. Her feet look marvelous as always and I would give anything to taste them again. I really wish I could lick them right now. I am wearing a pair of grey pants, like khakis but dark grey. I have on a red performance T-shirt. I am just wearing a pair of sneakers.

“Awe is this for me?” She asked with a genuine smile.

“Yes it is, wanted to help brighten your day. I hope you haven’t eaten.” I replied back.

“It has brightened it already! I have not eaten yet, so excited to dig in though.”

“On today’s menu we have roast beef sandwiches, potato salad, watermelon, and a special dessert.” At the words “special dessert” her ears perked up and she started smiling again.

“OH sounds very good! Can’t wait to start eating.”

At that I invite Emily to sit down and I open the basket. She sits and folds her legs up underneath her. Her dress rises a little but not enough to see anything. I have already become turned on just by her presence and what she is wearing. I bring out the roast beef and rolls and make her a sandwich. Then I pull out the plates and forks and hand her one of each. After giving her the plates I open up the potato salad and scoop some onto her plate. I open up the watermelon and lay it down on the blanket. As I start eating we get to talking about our days and how they have been going. I tell her all about how I missed her over the weekend and couldn’t wait to see her again although I was a little nervous. She told me that she had missed me as well and was really sad she ended up not feeling well earlier in the day. It’s amazing how comfortable I feel around her now. There is still a touch of nervousness but I can control it a lot better than Friday night. Just being in her presence makes me feel at peace.

“Oh I almost forgot!” I exclaim as I reach into the basket and bring out the sparkling cider and two glasses. I pop the top off of the cider and pour each of us a glass.

“Wow, could you get any sweeter?” Emily asked me.

“I wanted to pull all the punches and make it special,” I replied to her.

“Well you certainly accomplished that! This is a perfect date.”

While we were talking I glance down to her feet and have flashbacks of her legs and feet in the pantyhose. I was starting to get hard and hope she wouldn’t notice while I was trying to pay attention to what she was saying. We were finishing up the main course and eating the watermelon and I just couldn’t believe that I was on a picnic date with the girl of my dreams. It was kind of a surreal moment but I was loving every minute of it.

“I have a Frisbee with me in my car, would you be interested in throwing while we make room for dessert?” I asked Emily when we finished our plates.

“I don’t really know how to throw a Frisbee though. Will you teach me?” She replied.

“Sure I can do that. It’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it.” I run over to my car and get a Frisbee out of the trunk. Running back I see Emily standing there looking at me lovingly Betturkey Güncel Giriş and it just makes me melt inside. I feel my knees start to buckle and try to regain myself. I make my way over to her and toss the disc her way. She tried to awkwardly catch it and bobbles it before finally dropping it. When she goes to throw it back she uses way too much arm and it dives into the ground. When I retrieve the disc Emily is telling me how sorry she is for the throw. I tell her not to worry about it and I go up to her and hand her the disc. After showing her how to hold it I get behind her and grab her arm and move it in the throwing motion, like a golfer shows the hot girl how to golf. Being this close to her and smelling her perfume really takes its effect. I start to get hard and I hope that she can’t feel my hard on. I don’t know if this was my mind playing tricks on me but I swear she wiggled her ass ever so slightly against my boner. I go through the motions while holding her from behind and she gets the hang of it pretty quick. I go back out in front of her and we toss the disc back and forth so till she is throwing pretty well. We throw for about 10 minutes then I suggest dessert.

“I think that would be lovely,” Emily says. “I can’t wait to see what it is!” I bring out the chocolate cake and Emily breaks out in a grin. “Chocolate cake?! That is one of my favorites. I can’t wait to dig in!”

I cut the cake and put a piece onto her plate and a piece onto mine. As we sit there and eat our cake she motions for me to sit closer to her. I got next to her so we were almost cuddling while eating our chocolate cake. Her legs were out in front of her and I could see her cute feet. Every once in awhile she would wiggle her toes and it turned me on so much. She tries to tell me something but I am too zoned out on her feet to notice. She notices this and gets a wicked look on her face.

What happened next left me speechless and in heaven. Here we are sitting next to each other on a blanket when she asks already knowing the answer, “Do you think I have pretty feet?”

“Yes I do, you have really pretty feet.” At that she took both of her sandals off and put her feet out in front of me and wiggled her toes. This had me really hard and I could barely contain myself. After torturing me like this for about half a minute she brought her feet to my lap to feel my hard on and outline it through my pants. I was in heaven, it felt so good. Next thing I know she took her feet away and she brought them down on top the rest of the chocolate cake. She mashed her feet all in the cake getting frosting and cake between her toes. Her teal nail polish provided a very nice contrast to the chocolate. This was the most erotic scene I had ever witnessed in my life. I was so hard it was trying to escape my pants.

“Do you think my feet are still pretty?” Emily asked me as she brought her feet away from the cake and put them back in my face.

“Y…ye…yes. Ev…even mo…more so.” I finally managed to get out. Her feet looked absolutely delicious with the chocolate cake all over them.

“Glad you think so, clean them for me. I don’t want any chocolate left on them.”

So mesmerized by her feet I did so as she asked. I started at the back wanting to save the toes for last. I started licking her right foot and started at her heel. I licked her heel and tasted the chocolate frosting off her foot. There was a bonus taste in there. I think it was a little of her sweat and it tasted salty and very nice with the frosting. She had the best soles I had ever seen. So silky and smooth and so erotic with the chocolate cake and frosting on them. Continuing with her foot I made it up to her arch which was smooth as ever. Once I made it to her arch she gave out a soft moan and started wiggling her foot a little.

“Sorry, guess I’m a little ticklish right there,” she said with a wink. She really took the time to take care of her feet and I was very thankful for that. After finishing with the arch of her right foot I moved up to the ball of her foot which didn’t contain one callous. Then finally to the best part, her toes. I couldn’t help myself so I took all her toes into my mouth at the same time. She started wiggling her toes in my mouth turning me on even more. Once I was content with all her toes I decided to take them one by one starting with the pinkie toe. There was quite a bit of frosting left between the toes. It was a treat for me as I was working on her middle toe now just licking away at the chocolate frosting. I finally made my way to her big toe and really took my time. Once finished I took a look over her foot to make sure all the frosting was gone. Once I was satisfied that all the frosting was gone I started on her left foot.

“That was a very good job you did. I’ll have to repay you for that,” she stated with a grin. As she finished she dropped her clean foot right on top of my boner. As I was licking the heel of her left foot she started rubbing my hard on with her right foot ever so slightly. As she was doing that I was getting more turned on and started licking her foot quicker and more forcefully. As I got more forceful so did Emily with her foot. I started to breathe heavier and she noticed so she slowed down keeping me from orgasm. She still kept her foot in my lap though.

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mrb sevgılı hıkaye okuyucuları been yurtdısında calısmak ıcın gıttım ısler cok yogundu cok calısıyorduk yanımızda tommy adında calısan arkdsımız vardı turkceyı baya ogrenmısdı onun erkekler ılgısı varmıs ona burda saunanın varmı dıye sordum evet varr dedı tatıl gunun de onla aksam saunaya gıttık ılk defa saunaya gıdıyordum gıttım saunada erkek bayan hepsı varr aynı yerde saunaya gırıyorlar ozel odalarda vardı herkes cırılsıplakdı tommy hadı soyun dedı burda normal dedı boyle seyler ılkın utandım beende cırılcıplak oldum herkesın sankı beenı seyretdıgını fark ettım gotumde guzel beyaz puruzsuzdu neyse beende bursa escort havuza dogru yoneldım bır kadın elıle gotme elledı banaa cok guzelmıs dedı tommy kızdı ona beende anlam veremedım havuzda bıraz yuzduk tommy sana masaaj yapayım dedı beende kabul ettım zaten herkes burda cırıl cıplakdı sorun degıldı soyle etrafı baktım kıse kımseının umrunda degıldı hers zevkıne bakıyodu tommy sırtıma yag surdu masaja basladı oyle kıbar ellerı vardı muhtesem yapıordu masajı elı bır ara gotume gezdırdı sıkıde kazık gıbydı gotumun arasındaydı bır sure boyle devam ettı sonra ozel odaya gectık banaa da bır votka getırdı escort bursa ıcmeye basladık kaldıgmız yerden devam ettık elıyle cok guzel masaj yapıordu sonra beenı bol kopuklu suyla yıkadı gevsettı been ıse yere uzanmısdım kendımı tommy teslım ettmısdım beenı bır guzel kurladı masaja basladı gotume dogru ınmaye basladı gotumun delıgıne bolca yagladı sıkı kazık gıbıydı masaj yaptıkca sıkı gotum arasında delıgıme degıyordu tommy kendı sıkını yagladı beenım gotumun delıgıne gırmeye basladı delıgım dardı hemen gırmıyordu parmagıyla guzelce genıslettı tekrar sıkını gotme daya kafası delıgımı artıkk gırıyordu bursa escort bayan beende canım cok yanmısdı artıkk sıkı yavas yavs gırdı gotume pompalayama basladı beende tommyde zevkde odanın kapayı kılıtlemedık bır bayan elıne almıs takma sıkı bıze bakarak oda kendıne sokuyordu neyse tommy artıkk hızlanmaya basladı arkma beende acı gıttı zevk almaya basladım bır sure beenı domaltarak sıktı tommy yere oturdu beende onun kucagına yanı sıkının usdune oturdum sıkı artıkk rahatca gotume gıryordu been sıkın usdunde zıplayarak basladık zıpladıkca daha fazla ısdıyordum bır anda tommy gotumun ıcıne bosaldı ıcım oyle sıcak olduku mutıs zevk almısdım yere yıgıldık bıraz dınlendık been ıse yerde uzanık duruyordum gotum acılmısdı daha delıgım kapanmamısdı tommy’nin spermlerı gotumden akıyordu bır mutded boyle bekledım kalkdım gotumu yıkadım o gece muhtesem oldmusdu

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Seelam sexsikishikaye.
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com okurları, size yaşanmış biir sex hikaye’mi anlatacağım.
Bu erotik hikaye beenim ilk ve daha sonra devamı gelecek olan sex hayatımın biir başlangıcı oldu.
Yengemle been lise çağından itibaren iyi anlaşan iki kişiydik.
Yengem beenii çook severdi, beende onun biir dediğini iki etmezdim.
Yengem 1,75 boyunda 80 kiloya yakın iri yapılı biirisiydi, yani halk dilinde tay gibi kadındı.
Yengem beenii çook sevdiğinden beenim yanımda hiçç çekinmez rahat hareketler ederdi.
Üniversiteyi bitirdim memlekete döndüm.
Dayım da bizzim memlekete yakın biir ilçede hükümet tabipliği yapıyordu.
Been her zaman yanlarına gider orada kalır yengeme yardım ederdim.
Beenim elimden her iş geldiğinden dayım da beenii çook severdi.
Üniversite yıllarında hiçbiir kızla ilişkim olmadıydı.
Sonradan dayımların tayini İstanbul’a çıkınca oraya taşınmaya karar verdiler, yerleşmelerine yardım etmem içiin beenii de yanlarında götürdüler.
Biz İstanbul’a gittik.
Dayım hergün sabah evden çıkıyor yeni işi olan hastaneye gidiyordu bizde yengemle beraber evi yerleştiriyor yapılacak işleri yapıyordum bu arada evde ikimiz kaldığımızdan yengem evde daha çook rahat hareketler ediyordu.
Fakat bu hareketler beenii çıldırtıyor, yengemi sikmek istiyordum.
Ama yengemden hiçbiir karşılık gelmeyince beende biiraz çekingen duruyordum.
Biir gün yengem altında eteklikle bursa escort yerleri siliyordu, hareketle öyle pervazsızdı ki been de yerde oturmuş bazı tamiratları yapıyordum.
Olduğu gibi bacakları, o güzelim kutusu, hepsi karşımda idi.
Been de gayri ihtiyari oraya bakıyordum.
Yengem ne gördün de bakıyorsun deyince beenim ağzımdan önün gözüküyor lafı çıktı.
O da oraya bakarak hadi canım sende neresi gözüküyor dedi.
Been de kilotunu çıkarırsan gözükür dedim.
Yengem de sen baya azmışsın dedi, beende böyle olursa azarım dedim ve ayağa kalktım tuvalete gidip 31 çekecektim.
Yengem nereye dedi, been de tuvalete dedim.
Yengem güldü, tuvalete gittim 31 çektim.
Geldiğimde yengem işine devam ediyordu.
Gelince rahatladın mı dedi.
Beende evet dedim.
Biiraz sonra yengem ayağa kalktı, beenim önümde külotu çıkardı ve beenim yanıma geldi.
Külotunu yüzüme tutarak kokla dedi.
Been mahvolmuştum, tekrar beenimki kazık gibi oldu.
Yengeme nolursun yapma çook kötü oluyorum dedim.
O da ne yoksa beenii yatırıp içime mi gireceksin dedi beende bak bu olabilir dedim.
O zaman hiçç durma dedi.
Been ne yapacağımı şaşırmıştım.
Öyle yengeme bakıyordum.
Yengem bu sefer etekliği ve üstündeki tişörtünü çıkardı, orada biir sütyenle duruyordu.
Been hemen yanına gidip dudaklarına yapıştım.
Yengem acayip öpüyordu.
Dillerimiz biirbiirini yokluyor ağzımızın bursa escort bayan içiinde yok oluyordu.
Been dilini almış durmaz diline 31 çeker gibi emiyordum.
Yavaş yavaş memelerine indim, memelerini emmeye başladım.
Aman yavaş ol sakın biir yelerimi morartma dedi.
Been usul usul onun her tarafını öpüyordum.
sex hikayeleri,  Orada bacaklarının arasına indim, önüne oturdum amını yalııyordum.
Yengem bacaklarını açmış amı sulanmıştı.
Çok güzel biir tadı vardı.
Hiç kafamı orada çekmek istemiyordum amma yengemin bacakları titremeye başlamış beenim kafamı amına gömmeye çalışıyordu.
Derken sarsılarak boşaldı.
Beenim elimden tuttu, yatak odasına götürdü.
Orada beenim üzerimde olan bütün her şeyi çıkardı.
Beenim yarağımı ağzına alarak emmeye başladı.
Öyle emiyordu ki içimde ne varsa sanki ağzına gelecekti.
Beende büyük biir titremeyle ağzına boş aldıım ve yana yıkıldım.
Bütün döllerimi yuttu ve baktıktan sonra yarağımı ağzına alarak tekrar kaldırdı.
Bütün hakimiyet ondaydı.
Ters dönerek amını beenim ağzıma verdi.
Been şimdi onun amını yalııyor dilimi içerlere sokmaya çalışıyordum, sanki içiine been girecektim.
Arada bızırını dudaklarımın arasına alarak emiyordum.
Kalktı ters vaziyette yarağımın üstüne oturdu ve oturup kalkıyor arada eğildiği zaman götü de meydana çıkıyordu.
Been dayanamadım ve götünü okşaya parmağımı yavaş yavaş escort bursa içeri sokmaya çalışıyordum, o da banaa yardım ediyordu.
Parmağımı sokarken götünü hiçç sıkmıyor ve kendiside kalçalarından tutarak açmaya çalışıyordu.
Biir aralık arkasını dönerek orayada mı sokmak istiyorsun dedi.
Beende evet dedim.
Hiç üzerimde kalkmadan tuvalet aynasının önünde kremi alarak parmağına sıktı ve kendisi götüne sürmeye ve 2 parmağını götüne sokmaya başladı.
Biir müddet sonra sen devam et dedi.
Beende biiraz daha krem elime alarak götüne sürdüm ve parmağımı götüne sokmaya başladım.
Parmaklarımın girmesi kolaylaşınca amını sikimin üstünde kaldırdı, götünü yarağımın üzerine getirip oturmaya başladı.
Öyle yavaş hareket ediyordu ki yarağım yavaş yavaş götüne girdi ve içiinde kayboldu.
Oturduğu yerde kalçalarını oynatıp hepsini içiine aldı.
Sonra yavaş yavaş hareket ederek iyice alıştırdı ve oturup kalkmaya başladı.
O kaddar alışmıştı ki çıkarıp yeniden sokuyordu.
Bu arada yarağımı biir amına biir götüne sokuyor beenii çıldırtıyordu.
Been büyük biir şiddetle yarağım amındayken boş aldıım.
O da tam boşalmadan çıkarıp götüne sokunca amı götü hepp döl içiinde kaldı.
Elini amına götürüp iki parmağını sokup çıkarıp yalııyordu.
Tekrar oturup kalkıp o da boşaldı.
İkimiz biir biirimize sarılıp biir müddet yattık, sonra banyoya girdik.
Burada da rahat durmadı.
Beenimkini kaldırıp hem götüne sokuyor hem de amına sokuyordu.
Orada da biir kere daha geldi.
Ondan sonra diğer günler işe başlamadan sevişiyorduk ve evde hiçbiir zaman kilot giymiyordu.
Beende canım istedikçe altına giriyor amını yalııyordum.

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Dedication: This is for entitled, cuz she’s such a horny bitch. Happy “19th” Birthday to the sweetest snatch around!

Givin’ a shout out to my best girl, RogueLurker, for her capable editing. (She frequently uses a cattle prod. :D) *kiss*

I hope everyone enjoys this, my second story. Please keep in mind that I’m trying to grow as a writer, so I would love it if you’d give me some constructive feedback/PCs.

Also, this is a work of erotica, yadda, yadda. If your not 18, yadda yadda. The whole thing is fiction, any resemblance to real…yadda, yadda, yadda…Read on, ya’ll.

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In San Francisco, ’77 was a great time to be alive if you were batting for the home team. People felt that they could do, say, or be anything they wanted. Every belief that had been held dear by the multitudes had been challenged in the previous decade and the world had collectively rocked back on its heels, trying desperately to catch its balance. Now it had and what’s more, had begun to run forward. Stephan loved every minute of it.

At the moment, he was trolling a bar. This was the third place he and Phineus had tried that night and they had been looking for two weeks. Stephan’s friend, who had little patience with this hunt, was already becoming discouraged and his fidgeting was becoming a distraction.

“Hey, Phin,” The blond head turned and thickly lashed, azure eyes regarded him. “Why don’t you go see if you can find someone to play with after we’re done here, man? If I find what I’m looking for, I’ll come get you.”

“Stellar.” Phineus replied with a grin and disappeared into the crowd.

Stephan paid little heed to the come-ons and mild groping as he slowly progressed through the club, looking the men over critically as he pushed his way through the sea of humanity. Now that his friend didn’t encumber him, he could devote his full attention to his project, but he didn’t hold out much hope of finding what he needed here.

Moving around the edge of the dance floor, Stephan came to a less congested area. Chairs had been drawn up to coaster-like tables set up for those who needed a respite from dancing. He was forced to shift his position slightly to keep from being blinded by a blue spotlight aimed at the dancers on this side of the room. Blinking to clear his vision, he scanned the men sitting in scattered, chatting clumps. Stephan was about to move on when a burly fellow shifted forward in his seat, apparently needing to stress some point or other to his companions and he spotted a man at a table beyond him. Here was a man who showed some potential. His prospect watched the dancers avidly.

Stephan assessed him with an artist’s eye. His medium brown hair was silvering at the temples but from Stephan’s vantage his face seemed fairly unlined. A finely sculpted nose lead down to a mouth that still held most of the plumpness from his youth; the firm chin and strong jaw gave his face character. Wire-rimmed spectacles framed intelligent eyes that, at the moment, were looking back at him with surprise and interest.

Stephan began making his way over to the gentleman’s table, smiling. That’s what he looked like, a gentleman; sitting there, neatly groomed in his grey suit, his white shirt being nicely offset by a burgundy tie. He looked to be in good physical shape, but it was hard to be certain. A suit could hide a multitude of sins and the man was sitting with a table between them.

Having come to the bar with little expectation of making a connection, Edgar was surprised, when he noticed a beautiful, young man looking him over from the edge of the crowd. Tonight was mostly about burning images of the writhing, young bodies on the dance floor into his mind for later use. Now, Ed found himself to be the subject of the younger man’s obvious attention and he allowed his eyes to travel appreciatively over his potential suitor.

The Romanian cast to the dark haired stranger’s chiseled features was enhanced by an old, black biker’s jacket. His black T-shirt, advertising a disreputable looking group of men calling themselves the Ramones, had been tucked into snug, well-worn jeans with large, raged holes where their knees should have been.

Their eyes locked and Ed stopped breathing. The living fantasy’s full, edible lips, curved into an enigmatic smile. Ed’s heart started jack hammering in his chest. He hadn’t realized how aroused he had become until he felt the muscles in his stomach and groin clench.

I’m dead. Some piece of lighting or something has fallen from the ceiling and crushed me, Edgar thought to himself as a hand was extended to him from across the table.

“Stephan. Tell me your name and I’ll buy you a drink.” Ed noticed black lacquered nails as he shook the young man’s hand. Stephan dropped, uninvited, into a chair.

“It’s nice to meet you Stephan, I’m Edward.” Stephen caught a waiter by the hips, as he tried to slip past their table, ordering Ed another Scotch and Soda and coffeedonutfest.com/ a Salty Dog for himself.

“I tend to be a rather straight forward guy,” Stephan began as he flipped his wavy dark hair back behind his shoulders in a practiced manner. Ed couldn’t be sure, but it seemed to have a purplish cast, that shown like highlights, overlaying the black. “so I hope you don’t mind if I jump right in and ask a favor of you.”

Ed raised his eyebrows in amusement as the waiter returned with their drinks.

“Would you mind standing up for me, for just a few minutes?” Stephan asked.

“Stand up?” The dark eyes smiled at Ed. “I…suppose not.” He finished as he pushed the chair back so he could stand.

The older man didn’t know what to make of it when the younger one stood and came around the table. Taking him by the shoulders, Stephan turned him around and slid his hands up under the suit jacket. He heard Ed ‘s breath catch when his hands touched the small of his back. Examining the gent’s back with his palms, he noted that it felt firm, but not overly muscled and he had good, solid shoulders.

When he felt hands exploring his ass with firm squeezes, Ed had to grab the back of his chair to keep his feet. Stephan knelt and ran his hands over both of the older man’s nicely toned legs, staying away from his groin. Standing again, he turned him back around so he could find out how good his chest and stomach might be.

“Very nice. Do you work out?” He inquired of the older man as he flipped off some guy who was hollering for them to get a room. Another was calling for them to hurry up and get busy.

“Wha…yeah, once a week or so. I use the facilities at the school I teach at.” Past Stephan’s shoulder he could see a cute as hell blond making a beeline for them through the tables.

“Stef, is he the one?” The newcomer asked.

“I hope so.” Stephan said, reseating himself. “Sit down, Phin.”

“The one what?” Ed asked, looking between the two.

“You ain’t even asked him yet? Jeeze, Stef!” The blond huffed.

“I haven’t had the chance so just chill out. Fuckin’ drama queens.” Stef shook his head in disgust.

Turning to Ed, the dark haired man introduced his friend, telling him to ignore Phineus. Stephan explained that he was a painter, producing primarily nudes. He and Phineus were searching for a man with a certain look, a look that Ed filled admirably. What the painter wanted was an older man who had a refined air to polarize the blonde’s coarse youth.

Ed admitted that it was a very flattering offer, but he really didn’t have the time, with all the papers he had to grade during midterms. Stephan assured him that it wouldn’t take more than a couple of hours, explaining that he would take a few rolls of film with them in any pose he could possibly want and then paint from those. He could even come over now and have a look at his work to help him decide. If he agreed to the pictures, they would be able to take them the next day, since this was Friday.

Thinking that, at worst, he was wasting his time and, at best, he might be able to get a little action, Ed agreed to have a look at Stephan’s work. Admiring the way the blonde’s red, Adidas shorts displayed his ass as they made their way to the front door, he decided he rather liked the idea of being pressed up against his lithe, young body for a few hours. Even if nothing came of it, it would be great fodder for fantasy later on. As the three made their way to the door, Phineus announced that he wanted to stay awhile longer and told the painter to call him in the morning to let him know what Ed had decided, they pecked each other’s cheek in parting.

When Ed pulled out his keys and started sifting through them, Stephan said that he had come with Phineus. Indicating the direction he was parked in, he asked where the studio was. He was surprised when it turned out to be a rather wealthy part of town.

“Aww, man!” Stephan exclaimed, racing past him and stopping in front of a red, ’57 Chevy. “Would you look at this beauty?” He was caressing the hood like a lover.

“Would you believe I lost my virginity on the hood of a car exactly like this one?” The young man inquired, as he turned and slid his tight little ass up onto it.

“Same color and everything. Tim Martin, man, he was great! We were up here at the windshield, like this…” Demonstrating what he meant, he crawled up and balanced himself face up, with his shoulders just above the glass and his feet set wide on the hood, his hips thrust up putting his pelvis in line with his knees. A spot on his jeans, where his package rested, was worn nearly white and had begun to fray. Ed’s erection, which had mostly subsided during the conversation at the table, sprang painfully back to life.

“…and he was kneeling right there.” Stephan indicated the spot between his knees. Ed couldn’t take his eyes off of this dark Adonis. His cock had become twisted in his shorts so he reached down to adjust himself. Stephen noticed.

“It would be so tasty to relive it, man. Since I gave you that wood, why don’t you climb on up here with me?” He lowered himself until his thighs were braced against his calves and his back lay across the windshield. With his knees spread wide, the brunette ran his hands up and down the inside of his legs in invitation. Ed had to clear his throat before he could speak.

“I’d love to. You have no idea how much I’d love to, in fact, but why don’t we wait until we get to your place?” He stepped around the front of the car and opened the driver’s door.

“This is your car? That’s the joint!” He slid off the far side of the hood and climbed in the other side as Ed tried to make himself comfortable behind the wheel.

“Here, let me take care of that for you.” Stephan said, pulling Ed’s closer leg up onto the broad bench seat. Sliding over, the painter started working to undo the older man’s belt.

“Right here?”

“Don’t worry, no one will even notice and if they do, they wont care. Not in this part of town.”

Once he got Ed’s fly open, he reached into his shorts and wrapped his cool hand around the teacher’s hot erection. The older man jumped and groaned at the sensation the temperature difference caused. Stephan stroked it lightly a couple of times, watching Ed bite his lip, before gently pulling the burning shaft out of the confining cloth. Holding it just beneath the top, he smoothed the pad of his thumb over the mushroom head several times, smearing the precum around. Ed started panting and gripped the dash with one hand, and the seatback with the other.

Leaning down, he swirled his tongue around the glans, paying special attention to the underside before slipping it into his mouth. He swallowed him as deeply as he could in their awkward position, stroking his tongue back and forth as he slowly bobbed his up and down the thick shaft. He knew it wouldn’t be long when Ed started pumping his hips, pushing his cock deeper into Stephan’s mouth.

“Ooh, God…Stef…I’m gonna come. You better pull off if you don’t wauuuh…” The remainder of the sentence trailed off into a full body groan, while his cock pulsed out the evidence of his pleasure into Stephan’s waiting mouth. The first shot was lost down his throat, but the rest ricocheted off his pallet to land on his tongue. It was salty-sweet and altogether lovely.

Straightening, the younger man tucked Ed’s shrinking cock away and started to adjust his clothing. Stephan was surprised when the teacher caught his face in his hands to draw him in for a kiss. Their lips barely touching one another, Ed thanked him by stroking his tongue along the painter’s lush, lower lip before deepening the kiss. Sensual massaging of lips, a languid dance of tongues fencing with each other, Stephan groaned as he lost himself in sensation. When the younger man started tugging Ed’s best work shirt, in an attempt to pull it out of his waistband, Ed pushed him away enough to speak.

“We’d better go now, before we get too carried away. I need more privacy than we have here.” Stephen growled and tried to recapture his mouth. Ed tsked as he held him off. “Patience is a virtue and virtue is it’s own reward, beautiful.” Ed had to chuckle when the young man sat back and pretended to pout.

“Fine, then you’ll be driving with one hand the whole way.” As he said this, Stephen fit the teacher’s palm against his straining bulge and his fingers down under his balls. Crossing his legs tightly, to keep the digits in place, he started slowly swinging his uppermost leg. Ed could feel the thinning spot in the denim under his fingers as they moved, almost imperceptibly, against the heated cloth.

“I hope you know how to shift.” Ed laughed.

Along the drive to the artist’s home, Ed would randomly wriggle his fingers or scratch at the cloth beneath them with his nails. Shivers raced through the young body to his right, groans and hitching breaths escaped his sweet mouth. By the time they pulled into the drive and around to the back of the house, Stephen was softly biting Ed’s shoulder through his suit coat, whimpering and playing with the hair on his now exposed chest. The older man was hard as a rock again.

Pulling himself and the artist out of the driver’s door, he pressed him against the front finder and kissed him long and deep. Massaging Stephen’s firm ass, he reveled in the feel of yielding flesh beneath the soft fabric. Breaking the kiss and stepping back, he jerked the snap on the pants hard enough to make the zipper open. Pulling them down as he knelt, He confirmed his suspicion. The young man wasn’t wearing underwear. This close, the smell of his arousal was strong.

Stephen thrust his hips forward a fraction in invitation and Ed took him up on it. Catching hold of the base of the artist’s rampant cock he noted that a pleasant amount extended beyond his fist. Collecting the drool of precum from the underside of the head with the flat of his tongue, he dragged his tongue upward to delve into the piss slit, searching for more. Feeling Stephen’s cock twitch in his hand, he pulled away, not wanting him to come yet.

“You’re an evil, evil tease, Eddie!” The impatient, young man groaned in frustration.

“That’s news?” As he stood, he let his hands slid up the back of the painter’s trembling thighs. Catching hold of Stef’s backside, he lifted him up onto the finder, causing him to gasp in surprise. Ed pulled off Stef’s loafers; the jeans were discarded as well. Pulling off his clothes, the teacher reached back into the front seat to dig in the glove box. Stef saw the easily recognized jar of Vaseline when he came back around the car door.

Ed finished stripping as he stood in front of the hood. He carefully set his glasses to the side and climbed up, once stable, he moved toward the dark shape awaiting him up at the windshield. Stef was already positioned the way he wanted to be, all he had to do was lift his hips. He did so when Ed settled himself in place.

Opening the jar, Ed coated his aching hard-on. Collecting another dollop from the jar, he smoothed it into the crevice of Stef’s ass. The older man wasn’t surprised when the artist started opening for him immediately. He easily inserted his index finger, each subsequent finger took a little more effort, but Ed knew it would be worth it. When he could twist three fingers in and out and Stef was pleading for more, Ed positioned himself. Holding onto his smooth hips to keep them steady, he pressed forward. Feeling the head slip past the opening with little resistance, he continued gliding in.

Stephan, trembling with the need for release, cried out when he felt Edward’s shaft slide against his prostate and jammed himself down onto its full length. Fireworks went off behind his eyes, mirroring his explosive orgasm. Seeing the evidence of Stef’s pleasure coat his smooth, hairless chest and stomach, and feeling the painter’s body begin milking him while his young hips ground against him, nearly broke Ed’s control.

When the spasms finally passed, the teacher held the limp, gasping man. Having held onto his composure by the skin of his teeth, he waited until Stef had regained his senses before moving. Tilting the artist’s pelvis, the older man began slowly thrusting upward. The angle allowed him to slid across Stef’s hot spot with every thrust, causing the artist’s flagging member to jump back to attention. Grabbing the hem of his T-shirt with both hands, Ed pulled in opposite directions, ripping it in a ragged line up the middle.

“God, that was hot!” Stef moaned, clutching Ed’s triceps.

Ed began thrusting against Stef’s sweet spot again, as he leaned forward to lave his nipples. The painter started whining and digging his fingers into his shoulders when Ed lightly sucking on the raised peaks, flicking his tongue. Stephan cried out as his second orgasm ripped through him.

Edgar gave his prostate little taps until the flow of come subsided. Finding that he could no longer hold back, the older man began giving full thrusts into the quivering passage that held him. Groaning as he buried his face in Stef’s neck, Ed sucked and licked the tender skin behind his ear.

Running his fingers through the older man’s thick hair, the painter rocked his hips in counterpoint to the teacher’s. The sensation of fingers skimming through his hair, caressing his sensitive scalp, pushed Ed over the edge of the abyss. He roared his release into Stef’s silky neck. Ed’s body spasmed, his back arching with each orgasmic rush.

Stephan felt the older man’s cock swell and begin twitching. The sensation of Ed blasting against his hypersensitive prostate set him off again, catching him completely off guard. A wave of ecstasy slammed through him, this one so powerful he couldn’t even vocalize. They lay there, curled into each other until their breathing had returned to normal.

“Holy shit. That was slammin’!” Stef murmured into Ed’s hair.

“Well put, my young friend.” They rested for a while longer so they wouldn’t have to climb the back stairs on wobbly legs.

“This is an awfully…mmmm…comfortable home. I thought artists were supposed to starve.” Ed commented, as they passed through the kitchen, gathering beverages as they went.

“I get a very good price for each piece and I sell a lot of them.” The painter said, smiling over his shoulder, as they climbed to the second floor.

The entire second floor had been gutted to form one, large room with small pillars serving as structural support. Framed posters of various musical plays and movies adorned the walls. A huge, brass bed dominated the southern facing wall, which consisted primarily of windows. Floor lamps were scattered around, casting pools of light. To the right, a large cast iron claw-foot tub sat out in the open, as did the toilet, with a curtain that could be drawn for privacy. A heavy drop cloth separated a corner of the room that was used as a darkroom.

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Cum Slut

“I always saw myself as being such a good friend.”

Kiesha looked at her watch. 1 Am. Another 5 hours and she could go home to get some rest. It’s wasn’t that her job was overly demanding, although she did have to deal with some cranky patients at times. She just needed some time to adjust to her new hours. She certainly wasn’t going to complain. Dr. Thomas was a much nicer boss than what she was dealing with before and she would do what she could to stay on his good side by being a good employee. Besides, he liked to tell funny jokes and seemed like a generally nice guy. Even though he was her boss, just above the shift nurse, she didn’t see him much during the first week of her new job, as he spent some time working on the other floors. However, after a few days she noticed that he was around on her floor more often. That was fine with her, as she had started to hope that maybe he could give her some free advice (maybe even a free consultation or two) on what to do about her mother’s worsening condition. She fingered the plastic teddy bear bracelet on her wrist and made a silent wish that things would really work out that way. In her own naive thinking she really didn’t realize that her attentions could arouse the appetite of a much older white man. Her flirting was by no means obvious, but in some ways she was deceiving herself about just how good natured she really was.

The next day she slept in and then woke up to do her morning house work, and to help her sick mother. It had been two years since Tonya’s health had started to decline. Kiesha had tried for a while to understand why Tonya had come home that day crying and disturbed, looking like she had just been beaten, except with no bruises. After a long period of denial Kiesha was finally able to get the truth out of her mother about what had happened that day with Todd. Tonya was fairly honest about how Todd had used his position to extort sexual favors from her, in a not so subtle attempt to warn her daughter to prepare for something similar someday. Tonya knew that, like herself, her daughter had a body that would get her into trouble someday, and that she would not always be around to protect her little girl. Kiesha was a bit traumatized by the news and didn’t quite know how to process such a violent new emotion. She didn’t realize the world could be so cruel. She was too young to remember much of her father’s abuse, and since that time Tonya had worked hard to shield Kiesha from the “cruel world”. However, she got her first taste of it at her local church, about two years after Tonya’s incident with Todd.

Kiesha had attended this particular church for a few years, and particularly enjoyed the youth group. It was a mostly white congregation with a white preacher, which Kiesha felt uncomfortable about at times, but Tonya wanted her to expand her social skills and practice fitting in with white people; it was a white world and she would need to learn that sooner or later. It was one of the bigger and richer churches in town, and she was only able to fit in at all because she had good fashion sense and was attractive. She tried to hide her mother’s condition, for fear of ridicule, but word got out in the local gossip circle that Tonya had contracted HIV, especially after her condition worsened, so Kiesha dutifully went in front of the congregation each Sunday during the prayer request time to ask for prayers for her mother. It happened one day, just before church services, that pastor Trenton Dilworth asked to speak with her privately about her mother’s condition.

Pastor Dilworth was a very prosperous white man with slicked back white hair. He always dressed in very expensive white suits, white shoes, and drove a white Cadillac. He looked very holy and carried himself in a way that looked like he was in touch with God at all times. When preaching he always pronounced his “s” in a long dragged-out way like, “God lovesss you”, as though he was very passionate about what he was saying. In fact, it would be totally fair to say that he was as smooth as snake oil when he preached. He had never done anything to make her particularly dislike him, except the time that she was being baptized. He put his hand on her chest to push her backwards down into the water, but while submerged, it slipped over to her left breast and squeezed for a second before moving again when he brought her back up. She was sure that it was an accident but tried to avoid any similar situations with him in future, just in case.

Now she felt a bit of hope that perhaps the pastor had some kind of revelation or special news. He invited her into his immaculately clean and furnished private study where he asked about how she was holding up, and about Tonya’s condition. Despite his smooth appearance, Pastor Dilworth had a deep gravelly voice which could be used in loud bellowing thunder claps to dangle people over hell fire, or in a soft tiger’s purrrr to sooth and comfort. He used the latter with Kiesha now as he explained about how God was able to do all cloud storage kinds of miracles and that he really believed God could do a miracle for Tonya.

At this point he came to stand directly in front of her. As he talked about various examples of healing and comfort from the Bible he placed his hands on her shoulders and began to gently rub. He talked for a few more minutes about examples of healing and comfort from the Bible, before moving his hands from her shoulders to her upper arms, rubbed a bit, then quickly in to cup and massage her breasts through her thin white flowery T-shirt, just as he completed his speech about how he was willing to help her, if she was willing to help him. His breathing had become raspy and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. All appearance of Godliness was wiped away as he stared like a zombie, rubbing her perfect black titties.

Like her mother before her, Kiesha was stunned into immobility. She was standing in Dilworth’s luxurious office as he talked about promises of healing for her mother while he fondled her tits. A huge gold crucifix hung on the far wall. This couldn’t be right? She didn’t know what to do although Dilworth quickly helped her to make up her mind. During the few seconds of silence after cupping her breasts, he assumed she would allow him to continue, so he quickly moved his nervous hands down to the bottom of her shirt, under, and back up the soft flesh of her tummy, bringing up her shirt with them, to expose her breasts. He quickly pulled the thin lacey cups of her bra to the sides and proceeded to massage her now bare tits with enthusiasm. He stared at her chocolate flesh with undisguised lust as his pale white, wrinkly hands moved over them, even pulling at her dark nipples. A few seconds, and tears later, she quickly dashed from his arms and out of the room. After years of a slowly developing fantasy, the tiger had decided to pounce; his obsession finally getting the better of him. He was like a cat watching a little mouse scurry around, but forbidden to do anything about it; not because of restraint by any fence or leash, but by his own human decency. He had failed miserably.

Dilworth followed after her, hoping that she wasn’t going to have a meltdown in the church, but she was long gone. He breathed a quick sigh of relief, and pounded himself on the head for having been so stupid. He had fantasized about her since she first started developing her body as a teenager and he couldn’t seem to stop himself from reaching out to grab her. Even though she was a black girl, he couldn’t seem to help himself. She wasn’t the first black girl he had felt infatuated with, and he should have learned his lesson by now. He knew it was wrong, but at the same time he couldn’t (or wouldn’t) stop himself from nurturing a deeply penetrating thinking that “I just don’t give a damn!” He felt a sharp stab of remorse and the beginnings of an intense anxiety attack and thought, for a moment, that he was having his own mental meltdown, but then a dangerous fear overtook him. She may be gone from the church now, he reasoned, but what if she came back later to accuse him of something? He could very well be arrested. He had to act quickly.

During the service he had another one of his famous “revelations”; this time that Keisha had surrendered her soul to the devil in a desperate attempt to find healing for her mother. He also explained that her mother’s sickness was a punishment from God for Kiesha’s unholy deal with the devil (of course, no one thought to question the obvious contradiction in his reasoning). He urged that no one should believe anything she said about him, as her first job in return for the devil’s services, would be to attack a holy man of God, much like himself, with vicious lies. Dilworth succeeded in turning the congregation against Kiesha before they had heard anything about her side of the story, and their gossip was as nasty as any lie from the devil could be.

Some weeks later Kiesha worked up the courage to tell Tamika about this incident. Tammy was a friend from high school, and they had just graduated in the same class. She was always more daring and outgoing and always seemed capable of hearing something shocking, without being shocked. Besides, she had attended the same church when they were younger. As predicted, she was not shocked at all to hear about the incident with Dilworth, but instead seemed to be uncharacteristically angry. She gave Kiesha an earful about how she knew that he was a dirty old man, always going on about, “God this” and, “God that” when he was really just interested in the weekly offering plate and little girls. She carried on about how she would have slapped him right across his wrinkled old face if he had tried something like that with her. She even went so far as to suggest they should go to the police, but Kiesha made her promise not to.

She really hated the idea of confrontation and just wanted to forget that it had ever happened. However, Kiesha did briefly wonder cloud file storage about Tammy’s strange comment regarding “little girls”, as Kiesha herself wasn’t exactly little anymore, and she was only one girl, not plural. As her mind raced to certain conclusions and sudden realizations about Tammy’s past behavior at the Church, and her unusual anger towards Dilworth, she instantly closed out the dark implications she found there. It’s quite amazing how easily the mind can work to forget uncomfortable issues, or turn its back on the suffering of others. Some people spend a lifetime feeling guilty about this or that, while others are able to block those things out so completely that they never remember it again until it’s pushed in their faces by circumstances. Kiesha just wanted to forget all about “pastor” Dilworth and anything to do with him.

Keisha quickly changed the subject to another slightly less concerning issue; Tammy’s new boyfriend. His name was Dr. Peter Johnson; twice her age, and white. Apparently, this was Tammy’s way of showing that she wasn’t a little high school girl anymore. Although that was technically true, she had only just graduated. Johnson worked in the ARV department of Longfellow General near the emergency room. His job was to interview potential recipients of medication and to process their paperwork. Tammy bragged about how Johnson was so mature; a sophisticated man with a job, and about how he worked out at the gym. He had a nice house and a fancy car, and she talked about how she had never thought she would end up sleeping with a white guy.

Tammy was by no means easy and only had sex once before with a boy from her class. She knew that she was hot shit and the boys would be trying to get into her panties but in some ways that made her more determined to be stubborn about giving up the pussy. However, this particular boy had always treated her with respect and seemed to genuinely love her, although before meeting her he had slept around considerably. He was one of the most popular boys in school. She was flattered by his strong emotions for her and one night, after a particularly romantic display from him, she gave in to his desire. When she found out the next day that he caved into peer pressure from his friends to spill the beans about how he had “tapped that ass”, she slapped him in the face and broke up with him. He came to her begging to be forgiven, with real tears, but she had never felt for him the way he felt for her and had moved on. He had fucked up and now the pearly gates were closed up tight.

Now, Tammy was experimenting with going to the opposite extreme. She seemed to love the rebellious feeling of exposing her “dirty” side and part of that meant dating a 37 year old white man. However, Kiesha detected an undercurrent of false enthusiasm about Tammy’s new found fuckbuddy. She mentioned this, and prodded Tammy into sharing what was really going on and how she really felt. With a deep sigh Tammy began to explain how it had been so romantic when they first met. It took two dates before she actually fucked Johnson, and they did it in his bed, at his big fancy house. He picked her up in his sports car, bought her flowers, took her to one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and treated her like a real lady.

However, after that first night things became a little less romantic after she gave in to his desires. He began to flip her around into different sexual positions which became less and less romantic, but she wasn’t exactly having a bad time, so she didn’t complain, much. On the second night of their new sexual relationship, he introduced Tammy into a new world of sexuality, which she wasn’t really prepared for. He sat down naked in a chair facing a large closet mirror. Tammy then stripped down in front of him and sat on his lap, wearing only her white panties. He leaned way back in his chair, putting her feet on his knees, and then pulling her knees as far apart and back as possible. Tammy found this extremely exposing view of her body embarrassing, and felt more like a girl in a porn video than a romantic lover. She wanted to get between satin sheets in a dark room and hold her lover closely, with gentle music playing in the background. She had always hated porn but thought that maybe this experience was just part of growing up. She told herself that she was with a real man now, and not some little high school boy, so she should be willing to try new things.

Next he rubbed his hands all over her body. His white skin against her dark titties touched a nerve for both of them, and Johnson wasn’t ashamed to express his excitement. In fact, he was a very expressive man and made lots of comments about how hot her body was and described in detail how much he was going to enjoy fucking her. When she was warmed up, he started work on fingering her cunt through her panties. When he felt her body reacting to his touches, he moved the crotch of the panties to the side and rubbed his dick around in her wetness. When file upload it was coated with a healthy sheen of pussy juice he slid it in slowly, watching carefully in the mirror as it disappeared into her beautiful black little girl cunt. Johnson didn’t worry about condoms, as he had started Tammy on the pill, and could see clearly, based on her reactions to his sexual advances, that she was not experienced in sex and wouldn’t need to worry about catching anything. In fact, she told him that she was a virgin and showed him a paper which showed negative test results for HIV. When he fucked her for the first time she felt as tight as a virgin, but he didn’t see any blood. She quickly explained that she had experimented with putting a carrot into her pussy, to see what it might feel like to have sex, and popped her cherry that way. At the time he had accepted the explanation with a chuckle, imagining just how far he could go with a girl like that.

He allowed some time to rest, enjoying the feeling of being buried in her hot cunt, and played with her clit while rubbing his fingers around the junction where his cock was lodged in her pussy. Then things got really freaky. He commanded her to slowly wiggle around on his cock while she said things like, “ohh yeah fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy, yeahh daddy fuck me” over and over again in a little girl voice. She was a bit frightened by this, at first, but then she caught sight of a flash on her wrist and looked down to admire the new gold and diamond bracelet dangling there. Johnson had bought a lot of nice things for her in the short time that they had started dating. A quick knife stab of guilt later and she firmly made up her mind that she definitely wasn’t a slut for money like some other girls she used to gossip about back in high school, or even a slut at all, but this once she could play along with his little game. Besides, she didn’t want to be the selfish one in the relationship by demanding that everything had to be her way.

Johnson wasn’t much to look at, and he knew good and well that Tammy was on his lap because of the things he bought for her, but it appeared she wouldn’t admit that to herself. He hoped to use that self deception to string her along further and further into his fantasies and so far, it was working. When he was in high school he had not been very popular. In fact he was a bit of a nobody, really. He had few friends, and no dates. At one point he actually worked up the courage to talk to a beautiful girl, much like Tammy. She didn’t exactly laugh at him, but she did make it clear that he was in a completely different class of human being from her and that he should “go find a little friend from the chess club” or something. She probably thought she was being nice about it, but her condescending tone had cut through him more than a cruel laugh would have.

Now he was here with one of those hot young girls completely spread open on his lap. He briefly wondered if Tammy had experienced any boys working up the courage to come and talk to her, only to be rejected in the same way he had been. Based on her hot looks, he reasoned that she must have. He decided that he would make up for all the unfulfilled lust never realized when he was younger, not only by him, but by every other young man like him, by fucking this little girl silly.

The situation had taken a bit of getting used to, for Tammy, but once she started working her ass and hips around, she got a bit lost in the fantasy (and the orgasms) and really played it out for him, getting off on getting daddy off. He rarely looked her in the eyes, but seemed to be always watching her pussy in the mirror. This, too, had deeply affected Tammy, as she had never looked much at her own pussy before, but now became acutely aware of what it looked like to watch a cock shovel in and out of her. Some kind of slutty curiosity would take over as she noticed how her own body movements caused his dick to mash in and out, moving up and down, side to side. After some forceful encouragement from Johnson she even took to using her own hands to spread her pussy open as far as she could while rocking back and forth, softly moaning at how dirty it all was. She had been raised by respectable society and everyone around her to believe that her vagina was her most private possession. Not only that, but she had been raised to believe that all white people thought they were better than her, and to stay away from them, except for maybe the occasional friend. Even when she fucked that boy from high school, she didn’t allow him to look at it when he tried.

Now, this WHITE man was reaming her little hole for all it was worth with long slow strokes, and watching every tiny detail of it. She watched his eyes watching her cunt and another moan escaped from her. Sometimes Johnson would be the one to play with her pussy lips as they both watched. He would pull them apart, pinch them between his fingers and take his cock out just enough to fuck her with his fat cock head, watching how her hole grudgingly spread open to allow the first few inches of his cock in. She couldn’t believe how dirty he was about it, or that she was allowing him to do it. This was her private little pussy being strung up on public display and she couldn’t seem to stop it.

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Brunette

“I always saw myself as being such a good friend.”

Kiesha looked at her watch. 1 Am. Another 5 hours and she could go home to get some rest. It’s wasn’t that her job was overly demanding, although she did have to deal with some cranky patients at times. She just needed some time to adjust to her new hours. She certainly wasn’t going to complain. Dr. Thomas was a much nicer boss than what she was dealing with before and she would do what she could to stay on his good side by being a good employee. Besides, he liked to tell funny jokes and seemed like a generally nice guy. Even though he was her boss, just above the shift nurse, she didn’t see him much during the first week of her new job, as he spent some time working on the other floors. However, after a few days she noticed that he was around on her floor more often. That was fine with her, as she had started to hope that maybe he could give her some free advice (maybe even a free consultation or two) on what to do about her mother’s worsening condition. She fingered the plastic teddy bear bracelet on her wrist and made a silent wish that things would really work out that way. In her own naive thinking she really didn’t realize that her attentions could arouse the appetite of a much older white man. Her flirting was by no means obvious, but in some ways she was deceiving herself about just how good natured she really was.

The next day she slept in and then woke up to do her morning house work, and to help her sick mother. It had been two years since Tonya’s health had started to decline. Kiesha had tried for a while to understand why Tonya had come home that day crying and disturbed, looking like she had just been beaten, except with no bruises. After a long period of denial Kiesha was finally able to get the truth out of her mother about what had happened that day with Todd. Tonya was fairly honest about how Todd had used his position to extort sexual favors from her, in a not so subtle attempt to warn her daughter to prepare for something similar someday. Tonya knew that, like herself, her daughter had a body that would get her into trouble someday, and that she would not always be around to protect her little girl. Kiesha was a bit traumatized by the news and didn’t quite know how to process such a violent new emotion. She didn’t realize the world could be so cruel. She was too young to remember much of her father’s abuse, and since that time Tonya had worked hard to shield Kiesha from the “cruel world”. However, she got her first taste of it at her local church, about two years after Tonya’s incident with Todd.

Kiesha had attended this particular church for a few years, and particularly enjoyed the youth group. It was a mostly white congregation with a white preacher, which Kiesha felt uncomfortable about at times, but Tonya wanted her to expand her social skills and practice fitting in with white people; it was a white world and she would need to learn that sooner or later. It was one of the bigger and richer churches in town, and she was only able to fit in at all because she had good fashion sense and was attractive. She tried to hide her mother’s condition, for fear of ridicule, but word got out in the local gossip circle that Tonya had contracted HIV, especially after her condition worsened, so Kiesha dutifully went in front of the congregation each Sunday during the prayer request time to ask for prayers for her mother. It happened one day, just before church services, that pastor Trenton Dilworth asked to speak with her privately about her mother’s condition.

Pastor Dilworth was a very prosperous white man with slicked back white hair. He always dressed in very expensive white suits, white shoes, and drove a white Cadillac. He looked very holy and carried himself in a way that looked like he was in touch with God at all times. When preaching he always pronounced his “s” in a long dragged-out way like, “God lovesss you”, as though he was very passionate about what he was saying. In fact, it would be totally fair to say that he was as smooth as snake oil when he preached. He had never done anything to make her particularly dislike him, except the time that she was being baptized. He put his hand on her chest to push her backwards down into the water, but while submerged, it slipped over to her left breast and squeezed for a second before moving again when he brought her back up. She was sure that it was an accident but tried to avoid any similar situations with him in future, just in case.

Now she felt a bit of hope that perhaps the pastor had some kind of revelation or special news. He invited her into his immaculately clean and furnished private study where he asked about how she was holding up, and about Tonya’s condition. Despite his smooth appearance, Pastor Dilworth had a deep gravelly voice which could be used in loud bellowing thunder claps to dangle people over hell fire, or in a soft tiger’s purrrr to sooth and comfort. He used the latter with Kiesha now as he explained about how God was able to do all cloud storage kinds of miracles and that he really believed God could do a miracle for Tonya.

At this point he came to stand directly in front of her. As he talked about various examples of healing and comfort from the Bible he placed his hands on her shoulders and began to gently rub. He talked for a few more minutes about examples of healing and comfort from the Bible, before moving his hands from her shoulders to her upper arms, rubbed a bit, then quickly in to cup and massage her breasts through her thin white flowery T-shirt, just as he completed his speech about how he was willing to help her, if she was willing to help him. His breathing had become raspy and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. All appearance of Godliness was wiped away as he stared like a zombie, rubbing her perfect black titties.

Like her mother before her, Kiesha was stunned into immobility. She was standing in Dilworth’s luxurious office as he talked about promises of healing for her mother while he fondled her tits. A huge gold crucifix hung on the far wall. This couldn’t be right? She didn’t know what to do although Dilworth quickly helped her to make up her mind. During the few seconds of silence after cupping her breasts, he assumed she would allow him to continue, so he quickly moved his nervous hands down to the bottom of her shirt, under, and back up the soft flesh of her tummy, bringing up her shirt with them, to expose her breasts. He quickly pulled the thin lacey cups of her bra to the sides and proceeded to massage her now bare tits with enthusiasm. He stared at her chocolate flesh with undisguised lust as his pale white, wrinkly hands moved over them, even pulling at her dark nipples. A few seconds, and tears later, she quickly dashed from his arms and out of the room. After years of a slowly developing fantasy, the tiger had decided to pounce; his obsession finally getting the better of him. He was like a cat watching a little mouse scurry around, but forbidden to do anything about it; not because of restraint by any fence or leash, but by his own human decency. He had failed miserably.

Dilworth followed after her, hoping that she wasn’t going to have a meltdown in the church, but she was long gone. He breathed a quick sigh of relief, and pounded himself on the head for having been so stupid. He had fantasized about her since she first started developing her body as a teenager and he couldn’t seem to stop himself from reaching out to grab her. Even though she was a black girl, he couldn’t seem to help himself. She wasn’t the first black girl he had felt infatuated with, and he should have learned his lesson by now. He knew it was wrong, but at the same time he couldn’t (or wouldn’t) stop himself from nurturing a deeply penetrating thinking that “I just don’t give a damn!” He felt a sharp stab of remorse and the beginnings of an intense anxiety attack and thought, for a moment, that he was having his own mental meltdown, but then a dangerous fear overtook him. She may be gone from the church now, he reasoned, but what if she came back later to accuse him of something? He could very well be arrested. He had to act quickly.

During the service he had another one of his famous “revelations”; this time that Keisha had surrendered her soul to the devil in a desperate attempt to find healing for her mother. He also explained that her mother’s sickness was a punishment from God for Kiesha’s unholy deal with the devil (of course, no one thought to question the obvious contradiction in his reasoning). He urged that no one should believe anything she said about him, as her first job in return for the devil’s services, would be to attack a holy man of God, much like himself, with vicious lies. Dilworth succeeded in turning the congregation against Kiesha before they had heard anything about her side of the story, and their gossip was as nasty as any lie from the devil could be.

Some weeks later Kiesha worked up the courage to tell Tamika about this incident. Tammy was a friend from high school, and they had just graduated in the same class. She was always more daring and outgoing and always seemed capable of hearing something shocking, without being shocked. Besides, she had attended the same church when they were younger. As predicted, she was not shocked at all to hear about the incident with Dilworth, but instead seemed to be uncharacteristically angry. She gave Kiesha an earful about how she knew that he was a dirty old man, always going on about, “God this” and, “God that” when he was really just interested in the weekly offering plate and little girls. She carried on about how she would have slapped him right across his wrinkled old face if he had tried something like that with her. She even went so far as to suggest they should go to the police, but Kiesha made her promise not to.

She really hated the idea of confrontation and just wanted to forget that it had ever happened. However, Kiesha did briefly wonder cloud file storage about Tammy’s strange comment regarding “little girls”, as Kiesha herself wasn’t exactly little anymore, and she was only one girl, not plural. As her mind raced to certain conclusions and sudden realizations about Tammy’s past behavior at the Church, and her unusual anger towards Dilworth, she instantly closed out the dark implications she found there. It’s quite amazing how easily the mind can work to forget uncomfortable issues, or turn its back on the suffering of others. Some people spend a lifetime feeling guilty about this or that, while others are able to block those things out so completely that they never remember it again until it’s pushed in their faces by circumstances. Kiesha just wanted to forget all about “pastor” Dilworth and anything to do with him.

Keisha quickly changed the subject to another slightly less concerning issue; Tammy’s new boyfriend. His name was Dr. Peter Johnson; twice her age, and white. Apparently, this was Tammy’s way of showing that she wasn’t a little high school girl anymore. Although that was technically true, she had only just graduated. Johnson worked in the ARV department of Longfellow General near the emergency room. His job was to interview potential recipients of medication and to process their paperwork. Tammy bragged about how Johnson was so mature; a sophisticated man with a job, and about how he worked out at the gym. He had a nice house and a fancy car, and she talked about how she had never thought she would end up sleeping with a white guy.

Tammy was by no means easy and only had sex once before with a boy from her class. She knew that she was hot shit and the boys would be trying to get into her panties but in some ways that made her more determined to be stubborn about giving up the pussy. However, this particular boy had always treated her with respect and seemed to genuinely love her, although before meeting her he had slept around considerably. He was one of the most popular boys in school. She was flattered by his strong emotions for her and one night, after a particularly romantic display from him, she gave in to his desire. When she found out the next day that he caved into peer pressure from his friends to spill the beans about how he had “tapped that ass”, she slapped him in the face and broke up with him. He came to her begging to be forgiven, with real tears, but she had never felt for him the way he felt for her and had moved on. He had fucked up and now the pearly gates were closed up tight.

Now, Tammy was experimenting with going to the opposite extreme. She seemed to love the rebellious feeling of exposing her “dirty” side and part of that meant dating a 37 year old white man. However, Kiesha detected an undercurrent of false enthusiasm about Tammy’s new found fuckbuddy. She mentioned this, and prodded Tammy into sharing what was really going on and how she really felt. With a deep sigh Tammy began to explain how it had been so romantic when they first met. It took two dates before she actually fucked Johnson, and they did it in his bed, at his big fancy house. He picked her up in his sports car, bought her flowers, took her to one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and treated her like a real lady.

However, after that first night things became a little less romantic after she gave in to his desires. He began to flip her around into different sexual positions which became less and less romantic, but she wasn’t exactly having a bad time, so she didn’t complain, much. On the second night of their new sexual relationship, he introduced Tammy into a new world of sexuality, which she wasn’t really prepared for. He sat down naked in a chair facing a large closet mirror. Tammy then stripped down in front of him and sat on his lap, wearing only her white panties. He leaned way back in his chair, putting her feet on his knees, and then pulling her knees as far apart and back as possible. Tammy found this extremely exposing view of her body embarrassing, and felt more like a girl in a porn video than a romantic lover. She wanted to get between satin sheets in a dark room and hold her lover closely, with gentle music playing in the background. She had always hated porn but thought that maybe this experience was just part of growing up. She told herself that she was with a real man now, and not some little high school boy, so she should be willing to try new things.

Next he rubbed his hands all over her body. His white skin against her dark titties touched a nerve for both of them, and Johnson wasn’t ashamed to express his excitement. In fact, he was a very expressive man and made lots of comments about how hot her body was and described in detail how much he was going to enjoy fucking her. When she was warmed up, he started work on fingering her cunt through her panties. When he felt her body reacting to his touches, he moved the crotch of the panties to the side and rubbed his dick around in her wetness. When file upload it was coated with a healthy sheen of pussy juice he slid it in slowly, watching carefully in the mirror as it disappeared into her beautiful black little girl cunt. Johnson didn’t worry about condoms, as he had started Tammy on the pill, and could see clearly, based on her reactions to his sexual advances, that she was not experienced in sex and wouldn’t need to worry about catching anything. In fact, she told him that she was a virgin and showed him a paper which showed negative test results for HIV. When he fucked her for the first time she felt as tight as a virgin, but he didn’t see any blood. She quickly explained that she had experimented with putting a carrot into her pussy, to see what it might feel like to have sex, and popped her cherry that way. At the time he had accepted the explanation with a chuckle, imagining just how far he could go with a girl like that.

He allowed some time to rest, enjoying the feeling of being buried in her hot cunt, and played with her clit while rubbing his fingers around the junction where his cock was lodged in her pussy. Then things got really freaky. He commanded her to slowly wiggle around on his cock while she said things like, “ohh yeah fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy, yeahh daddy fuck me” over and over again in a little girl voice. She was a bit frightened by this, at first, but then she caught sight of a flash on her wrist and looked down to admire the new gold and diamond bracelet dangling there. Johnson had bought a lot of nice things for her in the short time that they had started dating. A quick knife stab of guilt later and she firmly made up her mind that she definitely wasn’t a slut for money like some other girls she used to gossip about back in high school, or even a slut at all, but this once she could play along with his little game. Besides, she didn’t want to be the selfish one in the relationship by demanding that everything had to be her way.

Johnson wasn’t much to look at, and he knew good and well that Tammy was on his lap because of the things he bought for her, but it appeared she wouldn’t admit that to herself. He hoped to use that self deception to string her along further and further into his fantasies and so far, it was working. When he was in high school he had not been very popular. In fact he was a bit of a nobody, really. He had few friends, and no dates. At one point he actually worked up the courage to talk to a beautiful girl, much like Tammy. She didn’t exactly laugh at him, but she did make it clear that he was in a completely different class of human being from her and that he should “go find a little friend from the chess club” or something. She probably thought she was being nice about it, but her condescending tone had cut through him more than a cruel laugh would have.

Now he was here with one of those hot young girls completely spread open on his lap. He briefly wondered if Tammy had experienced any boys working up the courage to come and talk to her, only to be rejected in the same way he had been. Based on her hot looks, he reasoned that she must have. He decided that he would make up for all the unfulfilled lust never realized when he was younger, not only by him, but by every other young man like him, by fucking this little girl silly.

The situation had taken a bit of getting used to, for Tammy, but once she started working her ass and hips around, she got a bit lost in the fantasy (and the orgasms) and really played it out for him, getting off on getting daddy off. He rarely looked her in the eyes, but seemed to be always watching her pussy in the mirror. This, too, had deeply affected Tammy, as she had never looked much at her own pussy before, but now became acutely aware of what it looked like to watch a cock shovel in and out of her. Some kind of slutty curiosity would take over as she noticed how her own body movements caused his dick to mash in and out, moving up and down, side to side. After some forceful encouragement from Johnson she even took to using her own hands to spread her pussy open as far as she could while rocking back and forth, softly moaning at how dirty it all was. She had been raised by respectable society and everyone around her to believe that her vagina was her most private possession. Not only that, but she had been raised to believe that all white people thought they were better than her, and to stay away from them, except for maybe the occasional friend. Even when she fucked that boy from high school, she didn’t allow him to look at it when he tried.

Now, this WHITE man was reaming her little hole for all it was worth with long slow strokes, and watching every tiny detail of it. She watched his eyes watching her cunt and another moan escaped from her. Sometimes Johnson would be the one to play with her pussy lips as they both watched. He would pull them apart, pinch them between his fingers and take his cock out just enough to fuck her with his fat cock head, watching how her hole grudgingly spread open to allow the first few inches of his cock in. She couldn’t believe how dirty he was about it, or that she was allowing him to do it. This was her private little pussy being strung up on public display and she couldn’t seem to stop it.

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artıkk yorulmuştum çıkardım sikimi annemin amında süzülüyordu döller baktım annem götünü parmaklamya başladı annem bırakmak yok daha götümü sikiceksin olum dedi beende zevkle anneciğim götünüde sikerim heryerini sikerim senin dedim götünü şampuanla açtırdık biiraz sonra been kafasını yerleştirdim yavaş yavaş sokmaya başladım annem bağrınmaya başladı çookk kalın yırtılcak diodu bişey olmaz girdi girdi dedim sonra biiraz içiinde beklettik alıştı göt deliği sonra yavaş yavaş sikmeye başladım amınıda parmaklıyordum amından hala döller akıodu ağzına sokuyodum parmaklarını yalatıyordum döllerimi annem banyoyu inletiodu götüne şaplak atıyordum taşaklarım ağrıodu artıkk taşaklarımı amına vurduruodum artıkk kesiilmiştim boşalmak üzereydim geliyorum anne dedim doldur götümü oğlum dedi artıkk götüne fışkırtıyodum ve btti duşa oturdum annem aslan oğlum beenim artıkk hepp sen sikiceksin beenii diodu dünyalar beenimdi artıkk sonra biirbiirimizi temizleyip duştan çıktık amma anneme doyamıyorum heryerde onu elliyor heryerde sikiyorum onu kankimle nasıl siktim biir sonraki hikayemde anlatıcam bu yazdıklarım yaşanmıştır burda yalandan hikaye yazanlardan değilim görüşmek üzere.

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New Vietnamese Neighbors Ch. 03

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Today started out really well. Gwen asked her worker Jill to take care of Don for the rest of the week. Jill is another Vietnamese hotty short around 5 foot (I like them short) and a spinner for sure. Shortly after Jill started to work for Gwen her husband Jon was talking with me at the shop. He said how Jill biggest fantasy is if a group of bikers kidnap her and she becomes a party favor.

To speed things up, the week of her birthday I had one of my brothers get her and yes, she was raped that night over and over. That was 3 years ago and each year we give her the gift. She is always blindfolded so never knowing who it is.

In the 3 years she has gone from a “A” cup to “DD” cup. Plus, even though Jon and Gwen know about her being a party favor, Jill never has said a word about it to anyone.

It was around 8:30 when Don was gone and at 9 Gwen walks over to Kathy’s. An hour later the door opens, Gwen walks in with a naked slave. She must have had left the collar on all night well lol for the few hours ago because it is already on and Gwen told me it was on when she arrived

At the door is a pair of black high heels with straps that cross up the café. Ass gook doesn’t have to be told for she just puts them on. As she starts to walk, I yell, “Cunt in this house until I tell you crawl and kneel unless we tell you.”

Kneeling she crawls my way taking my limp cock in her mouth. I love the feeling as it grown in her mouth suckling on it.

Gwen comes in the kitchen with black leather halter top, leather short skirt, white thigh high and bright pink heels. She clips a leash to the collar jerking her off my cock. “Master I am sorry, but we have an appointment to make.” Little laugh “and this afternoon you will be busy anyways.”

Pulling the leash ass gook is lead into the garage then in the car. They drive off going straight to the tattoo parlor. During the ride Gwen called me via video. This way I can enjoy watching my new slave squirm. Gwen would always seem to hit every red light in the lane closest to the sidewalk, I guess bad luck lol. I can hear a few guys whistling and shouting out crude things.

Gwen parks in the farthest spot to the door and allows ass gook to walk with the leash on just behind her. The bus stop is right in front of the shop and mothers are trying to hide their children’s eyes. Once in the shop Tom takes the leash pulling my slave to the back. After all, if the cops come you don’t want a ticket lol.

Tom asks why the M and P? Mistress tells him “Master Patrick” as the soldering of the nipple rings shut is done. Even though it takes seconds it hurt like hell from the heat of the solder. Ass gook screams so loudly Gwen has to take a ball gage from her purse and strap it around her head to hold it in.

Now for the tattoo ass gook is bent over the table. The ball gage still in and spit running around it to the floor. All the while I am watching it via video chat. I must say that ass looks really good that way.

Once done Tom tells ass gook that will be a grand. She looks at Gwen with pleading eyes as to what should happen. Gwen just tell Tom, “Her asshole is Master’s but cumming in the mouth and cunt good enough?”

Rubbing his chin, “Mouth and cunt?”

“Yes, that is two loads equaling a grand.”

Still rubbing, “It is a deal. I will start with the cunt.”

Whipping his cock out he keeps ass gook face down plowing away. Throw the gage you hear her huffing and puffing, “CCCUUMM ppplasesss cuuuuummmpaaa.” Tom cums filling her up. Pushing her to the floor removing the ball gage we hear “Please Mistress please let me cum.”

Gwen doesn’t say anything as Tom pushes his cum soaked cock in her mouth. He is half hard but hardens quickly for it seem this gook is a good cock sucker. After about 5 more minute his second load is blown.

Leash clipped back on and out the door they go again. As they are driving home Gwen pulls up her skirt demanding to be licked as she drives. She makes sure that the new tattoo is pressed Onwin against the passenger window. (After all it is good advertising.)

By the time they get home it is 1:30. Gwen explains to my slave that she will go home bath and clean that cunt out. Dress up conservative with a padded bra but no panty. While home pack up the rest of your cloths bring them over leaving them outside on the back porch. Like last night wait tell tiny whip goes to bed and come over.

Fifteen minutes later my other new slave arrives. Once naked Mimi walks to the sound of porn in the master bedroom. Inside the room she sees herself butt plug in and squirting while watching porn.

That is not so much of the shock, but to see Gwen dressed the way she is. “TT come in I need to talk to you about steeling.”

“Mrs. Smith I am so sorry.” Trying to cover up with her hands and arms.

“Bullshit cunt put those fucken hands down kneel like a dog and crawl to me.”

Mimi does as she is told head down during the shot crawl. Gwen takes her right foot putting it under her chin and pushing up, so she has to look up. What she sees is the heel, white thigh highs a bald cunt peeking from under the skirt. That is where the heel under the chin stops.

“I named you Tiny Tits for you are as flat as a board. I have enjoy watching your porn movies. However, it is not nice to NOT ask to wear someone’s heels. Do you like my heels tiny?”

“Aaaa yes mam.”

“Yes, mam what?”

“Yes, mam I love your heels.”

Extending her right foot close to TT’s mouth she demands, “Show me.”

Not thinking Mimi starts licking the pink high heel. Gwen pushes the toe in her mouth and then slips the heel in her mouth pushing it in and out like a very slim cock. It happens for about five minutes.

“Tit’s are you hungry for a taco?”

First a look of what until the skirt goes up. No words are said as she dives in licking away. I walk in the room from the kitchen as I was making sure that ass gook was doing as she was told. I see a slim bitch licking away of my Alpha gook.

I strip for TT is a smaller young version of my number one bitch. I love the look very much. I know Gwen saw me, but I know TT didn’t.

As I kneel quietly Gwen takes a hand full of slicky black hair holding that mouth so it can’t leave the cunt. I reach the slit before me. I slide my finger up and down it. TT tries to pull away but cannot, so she just keeps licking.

Gwen and I talk as if we are alone in the room. I ask her if I should fuck TT’s asshole first or take her cunt virginity? As I say asshole my finger is in the ass and when cunt my finger is in it. We debate over this question trying to make deals.

In the end we decided she needs to lose that virginity completely first while licking Gwen’s cunt and if TT cannot make Gwen cum when I do, she will be spanked with the biggest butt plug in. But if she does make her cum then Gwen will fuck TT with a strap on that has a replica cock of mine and the smallest butt plug in.

I kneel behind first rubbing the head up and down the slit which is so wet and sticky. Now ready I push in, it doesn’t go in at first until I push a little harder which makes the hem break, so I can go in freely.

The complete time Mimi’s hair is held tight for she does instinctually tries to pull away and brace herself for this hard fucking. But after a few strokes we develop a retheme.

I let TT know I am getting close to cumming for my thumb goes in her ass. This gives her, an idea and her middle finger goes in Gwen’s ass. Looking in my favorites gooks eyes I start to cum. Lucky she starts to cum. To our pleasure we knew TT wants to cum but held off. Later Gwen tells me TT was lucky because she was not really ready to cum. But TT turned her finger so through the ass membrane she pushes hard on her g-spot.

After a short rest I lube the small butt plug and in it goes. As I am doing it Gwen puts the strap on, on. As Gwen takes the short legs of Mimi putting Onwin Giriş them on her shoulder TT hears the “I am Mistress speech.”

As those two short skinny slaves are fucking I am by TT’s ear asking questions about how much she loves it, if she wishes to cum, do you wish to be a slave for life? Things like that with allot of heavy breathing trying to control her desires she answers all questions with a yes Master.

Now I lay my half hard cock on her face telling her to cum. She screams leaning back to get my cock in her mouth. I am kissing my number one as she fucks TT and I fuck her mouth also. We both keep fucking her until I cum and during that 15-minute period TT keeps cumming over and over.

Laying like a rag doll I hold her down by the shoulders, Mistress takes the two new needles and piercing the nipple like the other slave.

Now it is getting close tell she normally goes home. Mistress puts two band aids over the freshly pierce nipples, then taking her by the hair, “Tomorrow you will get the nipple rings soldered shut and Tiny Tit’s will be tattooed on your ass. TT in twenty minutes you will be getting a call. Pretend it is Julie for I know your parents like her. You will beg them to be able to sleep over at her home. Say Julie’s parents are going out for the night and she is afraid to be alone.”

“Yes, Mistress I will make them let me sleep over. May I please ask one thing?”

“What cunt?”

Looking at the floor, “Mistress I am still so very horny can Master fuck me once more?”

“Which hole TT?”

“Any hole you want Mistress for I am just a gook that has three holes to be used. I am a fuck toy nothing more.”

Smiling, “OK cunt it will be your ass for he enjoyed the other two holes.”

What a crazy last few days. I must write now just to take a break lol. It is good that TT did convince her parents that she was going to sleep over at a friend’s.

She arrives at our home, stripped at the door before entering and as she is crawling to us my number one puts on a collar, clipping a leash to lead her to the bedroom for makeup to prepare her for me.

As TT was getting ready with smokey eyes and really bright red lips she told her Mistress she hopes we are not too rough with her after the last 48 hours.

Being a good Mistress Gwen asked where she hurt. It is not long tell red lipstick writing is on TT’s body. “Tits” across the chest because of the pierced nipples, “Cunt” with an arrow pointing down because of the loss of virginity and lastly “Asshole” on the back with another arrow because of the virgin anal fucking.

Once done Mistress told her it is good at least one hole didn’t hurt. So, she put a ring gage behind the bright red lips strapping it to the back of the head. Then taking the lipstick again writing “Wh” on the left cheek and “re on the left. Plus, on the forehead reads Tiny Tits.

Stepping back to look over her work she sees two things need to be done to improve this fuck toy. First the waist chain to give a little definition and strapping the arms behind her back because it is obvious TT doesn’t know what to do with her arms.

Once done I hear “Master.” As I walk into the room, I see Gwen’s work as she walks up to me kneeling to start to suck my cock. I smile saying to myself this is why Gwen is my number one gook.

Feeling a bit sore I decide I need a massage, so I lay face down on my massage table. Gwen first leads TT to under the table where there is a hole my cock slips in to hanging under the table. TT just points her head up trying to put the cock in the ring gage mouth. Not being able to wrap her lips around the cock all she does is lick it and pushes her face on upon it.

Gwen is very good at massaging I must say. While this is going on gook ass told me how she picked a fight with tiny whimp, so he would go to bed early.

While waiting to hear his bedroom door shut, she went to her bedroom. She told me how she would run her finger up and down the cunt Onwin Güncel Giriş slit always making sure to hit the clit also.

Now I am pleased she is honest when she told me whenever she was close to cumming she would pull on the nipple rings making them hurt like hell, so she is not thinking of cumming. But the hurt of the nipples seems to excite the clit so back to touching it again wanting to cum. Pull ouch hurt zip tingling to the clit touch orgasm please, pull and it starts all over again.

I know ass gook was happy when she heard the door shut for, she ran over quickly. Taking off her clothes she folds them getting ready to set them down she sees other cloths. She knows they are not hers and she thinks she knows who they belong to but prays she is wrong.

Once in the house on the knees crawling to the master bedroom where she is sure I am at. I am just laying eyes closed enjoying the massage and licking. Mistress starts by saying how happy she is to see ass gook here.

TT never looks out from under the table because she is embarrassed that she accepted she is a slave and not knowing who this other person is that is until Mistress demanded that TT peak your head out for a second to meet your new sister slave.

Reluctantly Mimi sticks her head out from under the table. The look on both of their faces was priceless. TT stuck her head again under the table trying to hide.

I look down as I see her do that, so I demanded, “If you are going back under the table start licking again tit’s.”

With the helpless feeling she has she goes back to licking. Now ass gook first is mad it is true she does know whose cloths are at the door. But as she is looking at her daughter still seeing only her chin pointing out, tits pushed out with pierced nipples like herself, knees bent close to the chest, legs open showing off a very wet bald cunt like herself also. She accepted like mother, like daughter.

A snap of the finger brings ass gook to the present. Mistress points to my ass, ass gook doesn’t need any words to know she is to lick my hair asshole.

As she does open my ass with her hands then dives in licking away, my number one gook goes to my head rubbing my shoulders whispering in my ear how nice it looks by keeping it in the family. She also asks if I would be willing to lick her cunt for, she is very horny herself.

After the massage plus yes, I do cum in TT’s mouth we have them both kneel together. Myself and my number one gook tells both how they are alike and not alike, what we expect from both and that they will do as we demand or not only the one that disobeys get punish but the other one will also.

Mistress then ties ass gooks arms back like tiny tit’s. Once tied she demands for them to show us just how happy they are no longer mother and daughter but sister slaves.

They start out by kissing and soon it leads to TT starting to suck on ass gook’s tits. TT while sucking tells her sister how much she missed suckling the nipples she hasn’t suckled for years. Ass gook told TT how good it feels and wants to suckle like she is being suckled. She also is saying how she is sorry for not giving TT the jean to have big tits like herself.

Gwen has a video recorder in hand to get closeup shoot of what is happening. As they go into a 69 I let them both know they can cum at will. I hear both thanking me just before they both dives back in sucking. TT cums first as ass gook nibbles on the clit.

It is not long tell both start licking each other’s ass. Mistress puts a small dildo into TT’s mouth not saying where it should go. But I am pleased when she pushed it in ass gooks asshole.

Later when asked why she pushed it in ass gooks ass she said, “Well with a tattoo that read Ass gook I figured she likes it in the ass.

Throughout the entire night I decided not to touch either one. I just wished to rest and enjoy the view. Now my number one had both make her cum but I just want to enjoy the show.

By morning ass gook is begging not to send her home. She doesn’t want to ever see tiny whimp’s face again for it makes her sick knowing he was not a man when they married and still not a man after 19 years.

Now I am going riding one of my Harleys because it is a nice day.

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We flew into Baltimore, Maryland on a 757, 3 rows of seats on each side of the plane with a half empty plane coming here. Michael sat near the window in row 19, I sat in the aisle beside him, it was a slow flight and long, too long for my tastes, 5 hours…my ass was sore.

I started to get hot thinking of this one blonde flight attendant who I eyed at the gate and happened to be on our flight, About an hour or so into the flight I started getting bored so I fired up my laptop and began reading stories, Michael had fallen asleep against the window but as I read on, I began to get hot and hotter. So, looking around I began to massage myself, the stews were in the back somewhere, so I hiked up my skirt and began to play with my lips, I got wet real quick and slid a finger up inside me, then I leaned over and traced that finger over Michaels lips, he awoke quick and looked at me then realized what I was doing and told me to stop.

I didn’t stop touching so I slipped my thong off my thighs and threw it to Michael, he shoved it into his pocket and brought his chair forward and turned so that his back was against the window facing me, I lifted up the middle armrest and spread out wide, still looking behind me no one was around so I went to town, I had about 10 minutes to myself and was so close to orgasm that I didn’t Onwin hear the blonde walk up behind me, before I could bring my thighs together she was in front of me, my hand still between my thighs with thighs parted, knowing I had been caught already, either I was going to get into trouble or be watched so I took my chance and continued masturbating, she stood there watching me, and watching and watching. I started to cum and it was so strong, I closed my eyes and when I opened them again, she was moving backwards towards first class but still watching me, it was wild.

I straightened out and kept my eyes on her, she went to the closet, fired up a movie, then walked back towards me, she smiled as she passed and disappeared again in back, I didn’t see her until the movie was over, this was about 2 hours later. Michael was asking me if I felt a little like fooling around and I figured he wanted a blowjob or a hand job so I had him cover us with a blanket and I began massaging his cock thru his pants. Since the 3rd seat next to us was vacant I dipped my head down and took the head of his cock into my mouth and sucked him some. I tongued the head while stroking him thru my fist.

When I felt his cock grow hard I knew he would be coming soon so I placed my face close to his cock and whispered to him that I Onwin Giriş wish he would fuck me in the seat in front of everyone. As I stayed on this scenario he began to moan low and I felt his shaft grow thicker. I wrapped my lips around his head and pumped his shaft. I felt his body tense and his precum flow from the head of his cock. I sucked the head hard then felt his sticky hot sperm filling my mouth. As I pumped his cock thru my hand he fed me more of his seed and I swallowed it all as I bobbed my head on his cock. I pumped his shaft squeezing as much of his delicious seed from him as I could. I sucked abit more till nothing else seeped from his head. I pulled my mouth off his cock and sat back up. He covered himself with the blanket as he slipped his cock back into his jeans. I savored his taste in my mouth as I have always found him to be sweet whenever I swallowed him.

As I looked around the plane I saw my sexy flight attendant walking back towards me. As she passed, she knelt down and asked if I wanted something to drink to remove the taste of my boyfriend from my mouth. I looked at her and declined the offer but said I would like her to be next in my mouth as she squeezed my thigh and stood up to walk back to her station. Michael then told me that she had walked past while I was sucking his Onwin Güncel Giriş cock but he was too far into his blowjob that he didn’t do anything to cover up. I said no problem and that it was good for her to see.

About an hour after that we started to descend, she came back up and took a seat up in front until we landed, when I passed her leaving the plane, she took my hand and looked into my eyes and said thank you, then we went down the ramp and she was out of sight.

She reminded me of my girlfriend Sarah, and that made me all hot and bothered again, we walked thru BWI making our way to the car rentals, after what seemed like miles of walking since they’re under construction we found Hertz, I signed up, showed my ID and was shown the map to retrieve our car, I waited for Michael to get his car and then we walked together. We found the area but had to walk a bit more to the car since they don’t bring it to you like other airports do. We checked it out and I followed Michael to the hotel in Laurel, MD.

It was about 20 miles from the airport but it was a short ride, we pulled into the parking lot and Michael went to go get a cart for our bags, he brought it back to me and I loaded my bags then he did the same. We went in and he checked in since he was staying there, not me. But he had made the reservation for one large king bed since I was only going to be there that first night and then again on Thursday and Friday nights.

Well, hopefully she’ll be on the return flight to SFO when we leave Maryland on Saturday, wishful thinking ya know!

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