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“Why don’t you come over for dinner tomorrow night?” my new friend Mark said.

“I’d love to,” I said. “What can I bring?”

“We’ll be having surf and turf,” Mark said. “So bring some wine if you’d like.”

“I’ll do that,” I said.

This would be the second time we got together. I guess you could call it our second date. The first date had been arranged by a friend of mine.

Well, maybe not exactly a friend. John was a guy I had been with three times. “Been with” describes it. I had met him on the internet, looking for someone to meet for sex. Specifically, I was a bottom and enjoyed sucking cock. John was in a committed but open relationship with another man, had a good-sized cock (a turn-on for me) and loved being sucked.

While I wasn’t a great cocksucker, I was enthusiastic, and a quick learner, and he enjoyed giving me directions. By the third time we were together, I had him moaning quickly as I moved my lips up and down his big, hard shaft and before too long his cock was pulsating in my mouth and I was greedily drinking his cum and swallowing as much as I could. Some of his cum leaked out onto my chin as I knelt between his legs and I swiped it off with my finger and licked it off and swallowed that, too.

“You’re getting pretty good at that,” John said, as I got up and sat next to him on the couch. We were both naked and at this point, and we were pretty comfortable with each other. I enjoyed his company (and his big cock), but I knew he wasn’t looking to get out of his relationship and I didn’t want to interfere with it. We were together purely for the sex (well for me to suck his cock) and that was fine.

“Thanks!” I said. “You’re a good teacher.” We sat and talked for a while like any good friends might. Every once in a while I’d reach down and caress his cock just because, well, I love big cocks. I knew that once was enough for him but I still liked touching it.

“I’ve been thinking,” I said

“Oh?” he said.

“Yeah,” I said. I enjoy getting together with you. It’s fun, you’re a nice guy, and basically sane, which isn’t that common. But I’ve been getting together with guys like this, mostly married or attached, for a long time. I mean it’s really the only way I’ve ever gotten together with another man, casually, for sex like this. It’s fun and up until now has been what I’ve wanted. I’m thinking now that I might want more.”

“Really? He said. “Like what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking that while I’ve been thinking I’m bi, because I have been with women, that I would like to maybe find more with another man. I’m thinking I’d like to look for a man to have a relationship with, a committed relationship, not just to fuck and suck.”

“Wow,” he said. “Big change. Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while. Being with you has helped push me that way because you’re someone I feel friendship with besides just being someone I want to have sex with. It gives me the idea that maybe there’s someone out there that I can have both with. A more committed relationship, or maybe more than that, plus good sex.”

“You’re sure?” he asked. “That’s a big decision. Your life would change quite a bit.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I know. But just coming to this decision over the past couple of weeks really started to feel right. I started to feel more…I don’t know…honest with myself? Something has changed and I know I want to find someone to be with as more than a sex partner, maybe more than a friend.”

“How can I help?” he said.

“Well,” I said. “You have a lot of gay friends. I’m thinking you may know someone who knows someone who might be willing to let me explore this. I know it’s kind of weird to be looking to just ‘try it out.’ But I really do mean it, I really would like to meet someone who I could be with. I’m not just bullshitting myself or you. As long as someone knew going in that this would be all a new thing for me…”

“Okay,” John said. “I believe you. I can’t promise anything but I’ll ask around.” At that, he kissed me (we both like to kiss), we got dressed and headed our different directions.

He did his best to help me out. He set me up with a couple of guys over the next couple of weeks. I met them for coffee or drinks. Nice guys, but just no chemistry.

A couple of weeks after the last meeting, I got a text from him. He said that coincidentally a friend of a friend had broken up with his boyfriend a few months ago, and wanted to start dating again. I told him about you and thought he’d enjoy meeting.

“He knows where you’re at, and he’s fine with that. According to my friend, Mark is one of the nicest guys he knows. He’s also a pretty big guy which is good, I know you like big guys.” I’m 6-2 and not skinny and a total bottom, and I like to be with guys as big or bigger than I. That’s not always easy to find.

So anyway, Mark and I got together for some wine at a quiet bar near my house. He was a big guy! 6-4 at least and bursa escort bayan big. Not a bodybuilder, but obviously muscular and strong. Very good looking, too, but a friendly face. And those eyes. Deep blue and, well, just deep. As we sat and talked I kind of got lost in those eyes, and after an hour and a few glasses of wine I was hooked.

We spent almost two hours talking and while I can’t really remember what we were talking about it was all so easy. We just hit it off as doesn’t happen that often. It was clear pretty soon that we’d both like to continue this. We had agreed, though, that no matter what happened this was just to meet, nothing more. No idea that we’d go somewhere and have mad, crazy sex.

I gotta tell you that by the end of the time I would have gone anywhere to have mad, crazy sex with this big, gentle, but very masculine guy. As we sat there I could feel myself becoming more feminine to his maleness, not by any conscious decision. But I could tell we both knew where this was headed.

So that’s how I ended up at his house a couple of weeks later. He had made surf & turf. Lobster tails and some filets. He was a good cook. He asked me to make the salad, which I did and we had a great meal. I had brought two bottles of wine, a red and a white and we got through both of them by the time we had finished.

The meal took a couple of hours as we continued the easy conversation we had started the first time. This time it got a little more personal as I ended up telling up about some of the guys I had been with over the years, and he talked about his relationships. The last one was not a great breakup, so I let him talk that out. He seemed to relax even a little more after that. I’m a good listener and he was clearly still a little hurt. That made me open up even a little more to him, though I was already a little smitten. Okay, a lot smitten.

After dinner we moved into the living room and decided to sit on the couch and watch a movie. It was a film noir movie from the 40s, something we found we both enjoyed. We ended up opening another bottle of wine and sitting next to each other on the couch. After a few minutes, his arm went around my shoulders and gently held me. When he touched me, I felt suddenly warm and kind of melted inside. I really liked him, this was turning out better than I had hoped, and I could tell he liked me, too. Every once in a while I’d turn two him to say something and he’d look at me with those deep, blue eyes and I’d melt even more.

My wine glass was on the coffee table in front of me, so every once in a while I’d lean forward to pick it up and have a drink. The third time I did that, as I leaned back he gently pulled my closer to him so I ended up next to him with our thighs touching, and my head just naturally leaned on his shoulder. My left hand reached over and rested on his chest.

We just sat there for a while like that. As we did I could almost feel the temperature in the room start to rise. I know my temperature was starting to increase! While I was relaxed from all the wine my breath was starting to quicken and my heart was beating a little faster.

Mark was pulling me into him a little harder and I was starting to caress his chest. It was a muscular chest, he was a big guy and that was starting to turn me on even more. And he smelled so good! No cologne or anything, just a musky guy smell.

After a few minutes, I couldn’t take much more suspense. I nuzzled in the crook of his neck a bit, then turned my face up towards his, opening my lips a bit and mostly closing my eyes, hoping he would take the hint and kiss me. I wanted that more than I’ve wanted almost anything in my life at that moment. I wanted this man to show me he wanted me and to take me.

He did. He reached behind my head, pulling me up toward him, and bent down and covered my lips with his. He was gentle at first but after I made this involuntary moan he became more assertive. Shortly his tongue was in my mouth and I was sucking on it like I wanted to take it down my throat.

I unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and moved my hand onto his somewhat hairy chest, caressing his bare skin, feeling his hard pecs. His hands were all over my body, touching me and stroking me. He pulled me up so I was on his lap, facing him. He had his hands under my shirt, caressing my nipples. I had my hands around his neck pulling him toward me as we continued to kiss and I continued to suck on his tongue as he thrust it into my mouth. The assault on my senses from his mouth on mine and his hands gently caressing my nipples had me continually moaning at that point.

But then he stopped kissing me and pushed me back a bit. “Hang on,” he said.

“What?” I said, almost panting as I sat there in his lap.

“I just want you to be sure this isn’t just physical. I am looking for more than that from you and if that isn’t what you’re interested in then better to stop now.”

“Oh my god, Mark. I’m already half in love bursa evi olan escort with you which is why I’m almost shaking right now. I’m turned on on so many levels I’m almost about to faint!”

For a few beats he just looked at me, deep into my eyes. I think he wanted to make sure I knew what I was saying. He must have been satisfied because he got this big smile on his face and slowly pulled me back into his arms and this time the kiss was full of something more and I just melted.

As we kissed he lifted my shirt up and over my head. He kissed his way down my neck to my already hard and sensitive nipples and began to lick and suck and gently bite them. My nipples are very sensitive and I’ve always wanted to find a lover that enjoyed sucking on them as much as I enjoyed them being sucked. I had hit the jackpot with Mark. He not only seemed to enjoy it, he was very, very good at it, and I was in heaven. He had me leaning back, supported by his strong arms as I ran my hands through his hair and pulled his head into me.

My cock was painfully hard inside my pants, and I could feel his hard cock pushing into my ass. Not only was it hard but it felt really, really big. Talk about hitting the jackpot!

He pulled back again and lifted me to my feet. “Take your pants off,” he said. “I want you naked right now.”

He didn’t need to ask me twice. I unbuckled my belt, unzipped and pulled them off. Then my briefs. My hard cock sprung up in front of me. I don’t have a great body but I’d never been shy about it. For some reason though I felt a little shy in front of Mark. I guess I wanted him to like me and want me and wanted my body to be a turn on for him.

I didn’t have to worry. “Nice,” he said. There was still desire in his eyes and my knees went weak seeing it. Luckily he pulled me back onto his lap. It was exciting to be completely naked in his lap while he was still completely clothed. It made me feel very submissive and vulnerable, and yet safe in his arms.

I needed to see his body, too, though. So after more kissing with his hands roaming all over my body I reached down and started to unbutton his shirt. He leaned back and let me. I got his shirt off and exposed his strong, very manly chest. He had a light amount of hair, with just a little salt to go with the pepper. I leaned down and sucked on his nipples a bit. They instantly got hard and he clearly enjoyed the attention.

I needed more than that to suck on, though. I pushed off his chest and knelt on the floor in front of him. He still just sat back with a smile on his face, letting me do what I wanted. What I wanted was to get his pants off and so I unbuckled his belt, pulled down the zipper, and pulled his jeans down his thighs just enough so I could see his cock straining against the boxer shorts he was wearing.

I wanted to draw out the suspense just a bit so I buried my face in his crotch, inhaling his musky maleness. I could feel his cock twitch as I sniffed and kissed it through the fabric of his shorts. It was indeed big, and clearly thick. It was also hard as a rock and I couldn’t wait any longer so I pulled his pants and boxers completely off and let his cock spring up in front of my face.

He was big. Not porn star big but maybe seven inches and thick. It was a real “man’s cock.” A hard, straight cylinder (that’s how I like them), with large veins along the sides. He was cut with a nicely shaped mushroom head. The smell of him was even stronger now and it was intoxicating.

Below his cock were two large balls, proportional to the size of his cock. I gave them my attention first, nuzzling my face into them, licking them and pulling them gently into my mouth. I heard a sharp intake of breath when I did that so I know he was enjoying it.

I couldn’t drag it out any longer though my mouth was watering at the thought of having his now rock hard cock in my mouth. I licked up and down the sides of it, getting it as wet as I could. I love giving wet, sloppy blowjobs and I’ve never bet a guy that didn’t like that, too.

Finally I made my way to the head. He was big, for sure, but not huge. It was going to be a challenge to get him into my mouth, but I had been practicing on my friend and I knew I could do it.

There was a little drop of pre-cum on the tip of his cock. I immediately sucked it off with a sloppy kiss to his cock and savored the taste. Some guys taste better than others, for sure, and Mark was one of the good ones!

Then I started with another kiss to the head and slowly pushed down, opening my lips until the head and a few inches were in my mouth. His cock, wet from my earlier attention, slipped easily into my mouth. Well, easily may be an exaggeration. He was big and it took me opening my mouth very wide to get his cock in my mouth. But the work was worth it for both of us. I involuntarily moaned out of excitement and I could hear Mark making a nice murmur of pleasure as well.

God he tasted good as bursa otele gelen escort more precum leaked from the tip of his cock. My tongue swirled around and around, lapping it up as I slowly moved my mouth up and down on his cock. After a bit I felt his hands on my head, not pushing, just gently guiding my up and down movements in the rhythm he wanted. I love it when guys do that so I don’t have to guess what they want! While I do love having a cock in my mouth, and especially the one I had in my mouth right now, for me it’s really about pleasing my partner. That was more true than ever at this moment, all I could think about was pleasing my man.

I took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. I couldn’t deep throat him..yet..but I was in heaven as I filled my mouth with him and sloppily moved up and down, lips pulling on his head as I pulled up, making deep moaning sounds that I couldn’t stop.

My lips and mouth were getting tired but I kept on sucking. His hands on my head were urging me to increase my rhythm and I knew he was getting close. Finally he made a loud sound, almost yelling, holding my head steady as his cock swelled even more and then pulsated with his cum shooting into my mouth. It was prodigious and I swallowed as fast as I could but some leaked out of my mouth onto my chin and hands.

I kept his cock in my mouth as it softened. I loved doing that, feeling a man’s cock slowly relax from the release I just gave him. I continued to gently lick him clean and pushed the cum that had escaped from my mouth between my lips as well. I had swallowed a lot of cum and I could still feel the warm coating on my mouth and throat. The taste was intoxicating and I already couldn’t wait to suck him again and feel him shooting into my mouth. I already knew that I would be on my knees to suck his cock whenever he wanted me there, and I hoped that was often.

After a bit he pulled me up to his lap again, holding me in his strong arms and kissed me.

“That was amazing,” he said, leaning his head back on the couch.

“For both of us!” I replied. “I loved doing that as much as you seemed to love me doing it. I will suck your cock anytime you want me to. I love the feel of you in my mouth and I love the taste of you. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it.”

“I guess we’ll just have to find out,” he said with a slight smile on his face. He pulled my face back to his and began kissing me again, his tongue pushing into my mouth again letting me suck it. With his other hand he reached down and gently grabbed my cock, which was rock hard. He began stroking it, my own precum lubricating it.

Between his tongue in my mouth and his stroking my cock I was moaning again, pleasure coursing through me. I was close and I think he could tell as he sped up just a bit, drawing out the moment.

“Oh, Mark!” I said, “Please let me cum!” I leaned back and finally he gasped my cock a little more firmly and it took me over the edge. I exploded in his hand as my orgasm made my whole body shake in his arms. I almost lost consciousness as he held me.

I reached around his neck with my arms and kissed him over and over, my passion and pleasure making me crazy with affection for him, my man. His left hand on my cock squeezed the last of my cum out and I groaned.

“Ohhhhh, what are you doing to me?” I asked.

“I want to make sure you feel as good as you made me feel,” he answered.

“Well I’m in the arms of a gorgeous man that I’m smitten with, who seems to be a bit smitten with me, and my body is still buzzing from coming. I think I’m feeling pretty damn good.”

I looked down at his hand, covered in my cum. “You look like you need a little cleaning up, though.” I reached down and lifted his hand to my mouth, and looking Mark in the eyes licked my own cum off his hand, sucking his fingers in between my lips one at a time, as sensually as I could.

His eyes widened, and I could feel his cock under my bare ass twitch. Then I bent forward and kissed him, opening his mouth with my tongue, and sharing the taste of my cum with him. Now I could feel his cock getting hard again under me. “Hmmm,” I thought to myself, “you’re going to be even more fun than I hoped.” A top man who was turned on by the taste of my cum? That was an unexpected gift.

As we kissed my arms were around his neck (as a girl’s arms should be!) His cock was fully hard now, a big, hot log under my butt. I spread my legs, moved a bit and his cock popped up between my thighs. I reached down with my right hand and began caressing it paying attention to the swollen head, my thumb swirling on the sensitive area right underneath it.

Apparently that motivated him into what I was hoping would be the main event of the evening with that cock buried in my pussy. In one move he put his left hand under my outstretched legs, told me to hang on, and stood up with me in his arms. He was even stronger than I thought as I’m not some 100-lb. Teenage girl, but he didn’t seem to be putting out much effort.

We continued kissing as he carried me through the house, down a hallway, ending up in a bedroom. Of course there was a big, king-sized bed. It had been a warm few nights so there were only sheets when he set me down, and I scooted up to the top making room for him.

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Yearning Hearts Ch. 05

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“Earth to Tommy!” Charley snapped her fingers a series of times when she noticed Thomas’ absentminded features for the umpteenth time.

“What? Did you say something?” he shook his head and blinked a few times before looking at Charley who looked completely irritated.

Charley’s shoulders lifted as she inhaled deeply and exhaled warily. “I’ve been here for twenty minutes and the only thing you’ve put into that box is one single book. One Tommy, one.” She raised one finger before him as she told him ‘one’ again.

“I’m sorry Charles, I just…”

“Tell me what happened. Does it have anything to do with why you left me at the café on Wednesday?”

It was two days later and Charley was there to help Thomas pack up some essentials before he was ready to move out for good. They were seated on the floor with their legs folded. Charley managed to get two boxes packed already but Thomas couldn’t get himself to stop thinking about Jonathan and the way he spoke to him last time.

Every time he tried picturing the look on Jonathan’s face, he cringed. He expected Jonathan to be chasing after him begging him for forgiveness every dying day, but it took Jonathan walking out those doors for him to realize what an idiot he’s been, what he’s been always been.

Sometimes he really had to wonder what Jonathan saw in him. What the hell was there to love? All he’s been is selfish, hateful, manic, and bitter and Jonathan still wanted him. Deep down he knew Jonathan didn’t have any ill intentions towards him but he just allowed all that hurt and anger to possess him.

And what the hell was he even thinking barging into Jonathan’s meeting like that? He knew more than anyone how important that was to him but he did it anyway and even after all that Jonathan still defended him.

It wasn’t like Belle was gone and he wouldn’t be able to see her anymore. He still loved her the same and he had no doubt that she’d love him the same if she knew the truth about her real daddy. He wanted to fix it but he didn’t know how or where to start. He was scared.

******

“So what, you crashed his meeting and he didn’t lose it on your ass? I know you’re hurting babe but what you did…” He already knew he fucked up but to hear how disappointed Charley was in him just killed him, he wanted to cry.

“You’re not only hurting him. He’s got all these people in the company and other franchises that he’s responsible for and you yourself even said how much pressure he puts on himself because he doesn’t want to fail, much less disappoint his dad.”

Charley watched as Thomas bowed his head down trying to hide his saddened face and quivering lips. She felt terrible; she didn’t mean to make him feel bad. She quickly moved to his side on her knees and buried her face on the side of his head.

“That’s not all that happened.” He croaked and wiped his eyes with the back of his hands.

“Tommy!” She cautioned as she braced herself for what was to come. He took a deep breath ten told her.

“We had sex,” he confessed as his face flushed a blushing red.

“Did he…?” Charley began but Thomas didn’t need to ask her what she meant. The shock was written all over her face. She wanted to know if Jonathan took what he wanted out of anger after Thomas sabotaged his meeting.

“No… actually I’m the one who initiated the whole thing,” he sighed then laced his fingers with hers.

“Then I said some pretty hurtful things to him afterwards.” He went on to tell her how angry he was when showed up at Jonathan’s place to him letting his guard down for a brief moment when Jonathan kept telling him how much he loved him to how he just went completely cold after they had sex.

“Tommy no!” she gasped and threw her hand against her mouth.

“I didn’t mean it alright!” he shot back then stood abruptly. “I know it was fucked up. He started pacing the floor rubbing the back of his neck. “It all happened so fast; I… I couldn’t stop I just wanted to hurt him, I really wanted to hurt him.”

“And now… do you feel better now?” Charley asked as she stood and at him worriedly.

“Of course not… I feel a hundred times worse. You should’ve seen him Charley; the disappointment, the grief, the agony, the defeat. I went too far this time, I just know it,” he babbled while his eyes welled up but he wouldn’t cry. Frankly he was surprised he had anymore tears to spare.

The night he returned from Jonathan’s he just curled up in bed on the side Jonathan had slept and literally bawled his eyes out till he fell asleep still sniffling in his sleep.

“Babe, do you need me to be honest right now or do you want me to be supportive?” Thomas looked at her puzzled for a while then answered.

“Be honest,” he whispered dreading what she was going to say.

“Jonathan did a really messed up deceitful thing but you’ve always put him on this pedestal like he isn’t allowed to make mistakes; he’s human too Tommy and he’s bound to make some choices that you aren’t always going to agree escort bursa with.

Did you even listen to the reason why he did what he did?” she asked as she stood in his way stopping him from moving about. When he didn’t answer she continued.

“Can you imagine what it must’ve been like for him to hear his daughter call someone else dad. He wasn’t shy in showing how much he loves her but he was willing to give up all of it for you, shouldn’t that count for something,” she murmured as she reached up and brushed away the one streak of tear leaking from his eye.

“Do you still love him,” she whispered vulnerably as tears formed in her eyes. He tried to turn his gaze from her but she wasn’t haven’t it. She held his head in place as she whispered the same question again. He swallowed past the lump in his throat then answered her truthfully.

“Yes,” he croaked as a tears streamed from his eyes.

“Do you want him back?”

“Yes.”

“Can you forgive him?”

“I-I want to. I love him so much it hurts Charley. I can’t stop loving him. No matter what he does to me, no matter how much I try, I can’t stop loving him.” He shakily used his right hand to wipe at his nose and eyes with his sleeve then continued.

“I need him so much but what if that was the last straw? What if he doesn’t want me anymore?

I swear Charles, when he looks at me I feel like I’m the most precious thing in the world to him. And oh God when he touches me…” He felt himself shiver as an image of Jonathan between his legs feasting on his ass flashed in his mind.

He wondered if Charley was probably put off about revealing such intimate details but she was staring at him so lovingly and adoringly with a hint of curiosity. He knew all too well what that glimmer in her eyes meant. Not too long ago he was on the opposite end of that; he loved watching girls fondling each other but Jonathan ruined him for anyone else. He saw no one else nor thought of anyone else…only Jonathan.

“I need him back,” he breathed then sniffled.

“Then go get him, go fight for him. Tell him you haven’t given up on him.” She stroked his cheeks then reached up on her toes and kissed them both.

“Thanks for everything; I don’t know what I would’ve done without you. I love you.” He murmured then cradled her head against his chest. Yes he was hurt but all along he had been thinking about himself and only his hurt without thinking for one second what it must’ve been like for Jonathan. And to top it all off he had to say those horrible things to him. One thing was for sure he needed to see Jonathan. Much sooner rather than later.

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“Have fun boys.” Camila the caretaker of Jonathan’s Malibu vacation home for the past three years called out to Jonathan and Jesse who were upstairs in Jonathan’s bedroom getting ready to leave for a night out. Jesse was a regular hookup of Jonathan’s long before he started anything with Thomas.

Usually he’d call Jesse up whenever he was in town but he hadn’t been out there in months so he never really got the chance to divulge any of the recent happenings that has been going on with him lately. When Jesse showed up at his door the day before he was shocked to say the least, especially when he didn’t call him but he had no doubt that Camila was the one who told him.

Yeah the forty odd years old has been working for him for the past three years and he adored her immensely. And boy how she wanted Jonathan to settle down and be happy and the only eligible person she knew of was Jesse.

“Good night Camila,” Jonathan and Jesse called out in unison from his bedroom. For the past two days since he’s been there all he did was work, work, work and work some more. He was there to relax and forget about all the shit that has been going on in his life lately but he needed to keep busy. If he thought about Thomas for one second he relapsed in a state of depression.

Jesse ended up coming back the following day in the hopes of spending time with Jonathan but Abigail had suggested that they go out and have some fun. By the way she winked at Jonathan, he had no doubt that ‘fun’ meant sex but in the effort of not falling in a fit of laughter he returned her wink and a sly smile.

He had no intention of doing anything sexual or intimate with Jesse but maybe a night out would do him some good.

“You shouldn’t be in here.” Jonathan murmured when he returned from taking a shower and saw Jesse, the young Jenson Ackles look-a-like lying on his bed in a pair of blue skinny jeans cuffed at the ankles and a light blue skin tight button down rolled up at the elbows .

“You never minded before. I love watching you dress.” Jesse whispered as he drank in every inch of that manly body.

“This time’s different,” he returned watching as Jesse spread his legs a bit more. God, that ass. Though he had no idea what the future had in store for him and Thomas, touching anyone else so soon still seemed like a betrayal.

“Why?” A conflicted Jesse asked wondering bursa merkez escort why Jonathan hadn’t made the slightest move on him yet. It usually didn’t take Jonathan that long to start ravaging him especially when they hadn’t seen each other in so long. He could clearly see all the stress he was under and wanted to relieve him but Jonathan obviously wasn’t into it.

“I don’t wanna talk about it Jess.” He told Jesse sounding very final then walked into his closet.

Jesse noticed that Jonathan wanted his privacy but he didn’t care.

“What does that mean?” he retorted as he sprang from the bed and stood before the closet where Jonathan was slipping on a pair of black boxer briefs under his towel. The man looked like a fucking God but he couldn’t think about that now, he needed answers.

“I don’t wanna sound like some whining bitch but not because I let you fuck me whenever you want, that doesn’t mean that’s all I’m here for. I don’t go around giving myself to just anyone. You’re the only one I do this with… I-I care about you Jon. You can talk to me, tell me what’s wrong.”

Jonathan could hear the anguish in Jesse’s voice as he spoke, he hated that. He could tell from the first time they slept together that Jesse thought of them as more than a friends with benefits type duo. He should’ve stopped it then but he was selfish, he loved having a connection with the person he was sleeping with and he loved and cared about Jesse, just not in the way that Jesse wanted.

After slipping on a pair of black jeans straight jeans he turned and looked at a concerned Jesse with his arms folded across his chest. He looked so adorable. He took a deep breath then told Jesse about Thomas and what led up to him being in LA.

“She’s yours?” Jesse asked astonishingly then pushed his hands into his front pockets. “But…you love Thomas?” Jesse didn’t like hearing that because somewhere deep down he had hoped that someday Jonathan would want more from him than sex but he understood.

Had it been anyone else he’d have no problem fighting for Jonathan but next to Thomas he knew his chances were next to none. He always wondered if Jonathan had feelings for Thomas but Thomas was married and straight so he never really thought anything would come of it.

“I’m sorry Jess. That’s why I didn’t call you when I got here. I…”

“Shhh…” Jesse placed his right forefinger on Jonathan’s lips when he saw sorrow engulf his whole feature. He didn’t want him to feel bad. “I get it. I’m disappointed but I don’t think I could play second fiddle to anyone. And please don’t be sorry, be happy. Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to.”

Jonathan chuckled softly at the similar advice that his dad gave him. “My dad said the same thing.”

“Smart man.” Jesse said as he returned his smile.

“Yes he is.” Jonathan used his thumb to tuck Jesse’s hair behind his ears. “You’re an amazing guy Jess. You’re gonna make some guy very lucky one of these days.”

“Of course I will, I’m a great catch,” Jesse winked and smiled broadly.

“Still not modest I see.” Jonathan basked in that adorable smirk as he threw his head back and let out a roaring laughter.

“What fun would that be? And speaking of fun big guy, you need to get dressed. I’m gonna show you a good time tonight.” Jesse gave him one last smile then left the room to Jonathan to get ready.

Jonathan continued smiling even after Jesse left the room. That was one of the things he adored about Jesse the most. He always knew how to lighten his mood.

He opted for a black t-shirt and black leather jacket with his black jeans and black boots. Two splashes of polo red and he was out the door.

**********

Later that evening after Charley left, he forced himself to eat a fruit salad for the sake of not collapsing, took a shower then climbed into bed. He naturally gravitated to the side where Jonathan had slept as he placed a pillow vertical to his form, wrapped his legs around it and hugged it as if it was another person. Ethan.

After tossing and turning for several minutes with no success of sleep he reached for his tablet with the intention of playing some music but as it came to life his breath got hitched in his throat at the sight before him. Few weeks earlier while in his never ending state of depression over missing the man he loved he placed a picture of Jonathan and Belle as his screen saver.

Initially it was supposed to be a daddy and daughter day but Belle had insisted that she wanted to see superman (Jonathan). He was nervous as hell at first because things between them were still fresh and he wasn’t exactly sure how to act around Jonathan while Belle was there but nervous or not he was going to give his baby girl what she wanted.

Though he knew Jonathan was home because it was the weekend, he still wanted to make sure he was there and free. “Hey.”Jonathan answered in a lustful husk that sent a shiver right through him. Luckily Marian had bursa yabancı escort gone to the store earlier so he didn’t have to explain to her why he was acting like a shy teenage girl who just lost her virginity.

“Hi.” He responded meekly as he bit on his lip and willed his groin to stop reacting. Luckily Belle was off in her own world with her toys.

“Are you alone?” Jonathan asked lowly in his throat that made Thomas shiver. He tried to refrain from any sort of contact with Jonathan when he was at home but whenever it happened, he always got turned on. And though Jonathan didn’t know it and he hated himself immensely because of it, those were the only times he could sleep with Marian.

“No Beh-Belle’s here,” he breathed obediently. He knew it must’ve come out as a moan but he was beyond help. From where he stood at the living room window he glanced over his shoulder and luckily Belle was still engrossed in what she was doing.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s only been two days since I touched you but I can’t wait to get you alone. Oh fuck I’m getting hard just talking to you baby.” That last part came out as an aroused growl and instead of responding with words Thomas found himself whimpering and breathing raggedly. All he kept thinking about was that long fat cock driving in and out of him hitting his sweet spot every time leaving him with the most amazing hurt inside his channel.

“You have no idea how those little sound you make drive me crazy but I wish I was inside you, do you like it when I’m inside you Baby? Do you love it when I pound into your tight little hole till I fuck the come outta you hmm, do you like that?”

“mmm ahh,” Thomas moaned loudly and gasped when realization hit him that Belle was still in the room. He knew he should probably end the call and tell Belle they would visit some other time but he didn’t want to disappoint her and a part of him selfishly wanted to see Jonathan. “Ethan…” He breathed in protest.

“Yes baby?” Jonathan answered coolly like he wasn’t affected at all. He envied the man for having that much self control. On the other hand he couldn’t manage that if he tried. He removed the phone from his ear for a brief moment till he got his breathing under control then returned to the call.

“Um Belle wanted to see you but if you’re busy I can tell her maybe some other time.” ‘Please say you’re busy, please say you’re busy,’ he thought desperately when the words finally fell from his lips.

“Oh for real? No I’m never too busy for my little angel. You two come on over, we can have some fun in the pool.” He could hear Jonathan’s amused chuckle on the other end. Suddenly it wasn’t so sexual anymore. He could tell how much Jonathan really loved her and he couldn’t have been more grateful that his little girl had so much people who loved her.

“Ok we’ll be there in a bit.” He dint know what else to say to him so before Jonathan had a chance to respond he ended the call. He wish he didn’t have to be such a dork sometimes but he knew Jonathan was probably laughing deliriously at having that much power over him.

When he got off the elevator on Jonathan’s floor Jonathan was there waiting in a pair of dark blue swim trunks. Even though it wasn’t very tight in the least, it wasn’t exactly doing a good job of concealing that big thick monster. Even soft the man’s cock would put an average hard dick to shame.

“Superman!” Belle practically leapt from his arms to Jonathan and he couldn’t help but shake his head amusingly.

“What’s up shorty?” Jonathan responded amazed much to her delight. She was laughing ear to ear once she laid eyes on him but she was a giggling mess once he started swinging her from side to side and tossing her in the air.

He never quite understood what Marian meant when she expressed how hot she got just by watching hi with Belle,but as he stood there looking at Jonathan with Belle, he could see it clear as day. He knew that was the exact moment he fell for Jonathan.

He didn’t think it smart to go in the pool with Jonathan so he just lay back on of the chairs while the two of them goofed off. However that didn’t stop him from sitting in the perfect angle where Jonathan could see his little pink trunks as he pretended to read something on his kindle. Nothing special, just him casually laying there minding his own business.

At one point when Jonathan had his back to him, he saw Belle kiss Jonathan o the cheek and just hugged his neck tightly while she rested her head on his shoulder. He fell hard double time. He didn’t know what came over him but he instantly reached for his phone and snapped a few pictures of the duo.

****

He gripped the pillow tighter as he groaned and bit into it. He missed Jonathan to bits but how was he going to fix things between them. They hadn’t exactly parted in the best sort of way, he couldn’t take it if Jonathan denied him and there was a high chance of that happening.

However he knew he couldn’t sit back wondering what if forever. Charley was right he needed to fight for Jonathan. Jonathan had walked out thinking that things were over between them. That was dangerous. What if he really screwed up this time and pus Jonathan away for good? What if he had already moved on? ‘Good God no,’ he panicked internally.

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Strip Poker on Class Trip

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All characters in this story are over 18.

This is a work of fiction. Safe sex should always be practiced. Assume all characters are using protection of some sort.

*****

It was my final year of high school, and I was in the middle of the last school trip I would ever be on. It had been a long day – the whole class did lots of sightseeing and visited many different tourist attractions. Tired, my buddy Eric and I were happy to get back to the hotel room in time for some late night TV and a decent sleep. However, that was not to be.

“What a day,” sighed Eric as he flopped down on his bed. “Which place was your favourite?”

Before I could answer, our conversation was interrupted by a series of three light knocks on the door.

“Who could that be?” I asked rhetorically as I got up to answer the door. When I pulled it open, I was greeted with a cute, high-pitched voice.

“Hiya.” it said. There were three girls standing at the doorway, smiling confidently.

“Amy, Katie, Emma,” I said. “How’s it going?”

“Can we come in?” asked Amy. Of course, I would be hard pressed to deny these three beautiful teenaged girls from my class asking to come into my hotel room at 11:30PM.

“Of course you can!” I all but screamed as I flung open the door, letting the three cuties through.

“Hey Girls!” waved Eric from his comfortable spot on the bed.

“Heyyyyyy Eric.” said Emma flirtatiously.

A beautiful brunette, Emma wore a pretty blue blouse that was tight enough to show off her large, firm tits, and sexy, dark blue jeans that accentuated her round ass.

“Can I get anyone a drink?” I asked.

“I’d love one!” Amy explained in her usual bouncy, lively manner. Of Asian descent, Amy had long black hair and always wore perfect, cute glasses. While her apple-sized tits weren’t the biggest of all the girls, they were well proportioned for her petite frame, and her precious ass more than made up for it. Today, she wore a white hoodie unbuttoned, and under it a tight blue shirt. Like Emma, she wore Jeans.

“Hey, grab me one too, would you?” said Katie. Katie could be a sassy girl, and today she was wearing a loose-fitting baseball jersey that hid her curvy frame, and athletic shorts. Katie had been playing sports as long as I’d known her, so like usual she had her dirty-blonde hair in a long ponytail.

I grabbed the drinks for the girls, plus one for myself and for Eric.

“So what do you want to do?” Eric asked. We had been sitting in a circle on one of the beds in silence, sipping our drinks, for about 5 minutes.

“I brought a deck of cards.” I said. “Anyone for some poker?”

The girls looked at each other for a moment, and looked back at me.

“Josh, we’re all pretty bad at poker, but it could be fun.” said Emma sheepishly.

“There’s one problem though.” said Eric. “We can’t use our spending money. What are we going to play for?”

Dammit, I hadn’t thought of that. Without stakes, poker doesn’t work properly. We needed to play for something, but what? Luckily for me, Amy came to the rescue.

“How about we play… strip poker?” she suggested. Her comment made everyone go silent.

“You mean… play for clothes?” asked Eric.

Amy smirked at him.

“Yes… that’s what strip poker means.”

Trying to sound like I wasn’t to excited, I pitched in to the conversation.

“I’m in.” The other girls took some convincing, but eventually they decided to give it a shot. I don’t think any of us understood what we were actually getting into.

Amy dealt the cards, and I was happy with my hand. Unfortunately, I was still the last place player. The first loser of the game, I had to take off my sweater, so now I only had an old t-shirt on.

I could tell who the next loser would be immediately, because Katie had a really bad poker face. As soon as she saw her hand, she made a scowl and put her cards face down on the ground. After we played the hand, as I predicted, Emma lost.

“What’s it gonna be, Em?” Eric prodded. Emma glared at him and, after a second of hesitation, unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it onto the pile that had been started by my sweater. Tongue-tied, I hoped my jaw wasn’t hanging down too far as I stared explicitly at her tits. They were pert enough that they didn’t need one, but she had on a cute black bra that left just enough to the imagination.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have much time to enjoy the view as she covered bursa eskort up her chest with her arm and looked down with her reddening face.

“Come on, come on! This is strip poker, not ‘cover yourself up’ poker!” I prodded. She scowled at me, but did drop her arm.

Eric lost next, and he did a little dance as he took of his t-shirt revealing his well conditioned chest and abs.

After that was a close hand, but the loser ended up being Katie.

“Dammit!” she cried “Screw all of you!” With that, she pulled off her baseball jersey and I was able to see her nice tits under a black sports bra. As much as this view was sexy, I couldn’t wait to see her tits without the obtrusive material in the way. At least, I hoped the game would go that far.

Amy was the next loser, and she pulled off her hoodie without much of a fuss, so she was only wearing a tight t-shirt.

“Good things I wore more articles of clothing then y’all.” Amy said, gloating. However, due to another crappy hand, she was forced to also remove another article of clothing.

“Haha! In your face!” I yelled, pointing at her. I immediately felt bad, because she now looked generally embarassed. Then, her face lit up. What was she planning? Before anyone could stop her, she reached behind her back under her t-shirt, fiddled around for a second or two, and then pulled something out from underneath.

“That’s not fair!” exclaimed Eric. Amy was holding in her hands a sexy pink lace bra, that had been under her shirt until seconds ago.

“Why didn’t I think of that?!” yelled Emma.

“We didn’t say you have to from outside to in!” said Amy.

“Fine.” I admitted, even though I would have given anything to see her wearing that bra. “But from now on, no one is allowed to do what Amy just did!”

Now that all of the girls were topless to some degree, I suppose it was only fair that I would join everyone else. After another nail-biter of a poker hand, I lost again, and took off my t-shirt. While I never worked out as much as Eric, My chest and abs were flat and I think the girls enjoyed the view, judging by the cheers and whoops they gave.

When the next hand was finished, Katie had lost again.

“DAMMIT!” she shrieked as she smashed her cards down into the ground.

Sucker, I thought.

Standing up, she pulled her shorts down slowly to her ankles and I was treated to, for the first time, I saw my classmate in only her underwear. She was wearing a black pair of panties that hid everything, but when she turned around to walk back to her seat I saw her perfect, pert little ass shaking as she moved.

Luckily for her, she was soon joined by Emma who was the next loser.

“Dang.” she said as, slowly, she stood up and turned around, so her ass was facing the rest of us. Looking over her shoulder seductively, she sexily pulled down her jeans revealing her beautiful juicy ass, her pussy only barely covered by the white fabric of her thong. When she sat down cross-legged, I noticed that there was no pubic hair showing through underneath, which started to make a tent in my pants.

I was incredibly surprised that Emma had done this sort of move, as she was usually shy regarding her body. Earlier in this very game she had tried to cover up her tits when she had to strip down to her bra. However, I suppose the alcohol was beginning to take effect.

Me and Eric lost the next two rounds, and we both hoped the girls didn’t notice the bulge in our briefs when we removed our pants, although in hindsight I’m sure it would have been hard for them not to have.

Joining us all in our state of undress, Amy sexily shimmied out of her jeans, wearing flowery pink panties that matched her bra in material.

With the game moving into another stage, I thought it was appropriate to get us all more drinks. When that was done, we continued with the game.

The next loser was Emma, who swore under her breath, and looked into my eyes. I nodded at her, silently letting her know that she wouldn’t be judged. I don’t know how it would be possible for anyone to judge what we saw next.

“You go girl!” encouraged Katie.

As Emma removed her bra and slipped the cups off her tits, I was treated to her perfectly sized bare tits with perfect, hard nipples and perfectly sized areola. Everything about her breasts was perfect- from the way they bounced as she sat down to the way they swung as she turned from side to side. She looked up görükle escort from the ground, cupping her breasts in her hands. She met my eyes.

Eric cheered.

“Do you… Do you like them?” she asked shyly.

“They’re… beautiful.” I said, and I couldn’t have meant it more. She blushed.

The first to join Emma was Katie, who was explosively angry when she lost, and she tore off her bra with animal-like ferocity.

“Whoa whoa whoa, slow down girl!” said Eric, who was clearly enjoying Katie’s tits. While they won’t as pert as Emma’s, they were bigger and had more bounce to them.

Emma and Amy were clapping wildly, and Eric’s boxers were bursting. For that matter, mine were too.

Amy lost next, and she pulled her t-shirt off so I got my first ever look at her smaller but remarkably perfect, firm tits that stood at pert attention.

“There we go, there we GO!” said Eric, and he high-fived katie who was also clapping.

“Wait!” I cried before the next round was played. “I have a suggestion. Because we each have only one article of clothing left, I think we should play on teams. Us guys will be one team and you girls will be the other… and whoever loses has to strip.”

“That’s a fantastic idea.” replied Katie. “You two are going DOWN!”

She high-fived Amy and Emma.

The cards were dealt, and Eric and I knew immediately who the winners were going to be: us. Sure enough, when the hands were finished, the three girls screamed and scattered the cards around the floor.

“Strip, Strip, Strip!” Eric and I chanted. The girls huddled for a second, before the all stood up, side by side, facing us. They each, in unison, reached down and pulled on the elastic of their bottoms, and, to our surprise, slowly slid down the panties, revealing three incredibly sexy pussies. My focus immediately went to Emma’s which was completely shaved. When I looked closer, I saw that it was pink and juicy, and I could see the fluids dripping down her leg, evidence of how horny she was at this point. My eyes immediately moved to Amy’s cute, innocent asian pussy, which was pink and looked like no one had ever touched it. Even innocent little Amy, however, had shaved her pubic hair, leaving her pussy looking bald and lonely. I noticed Eric was staring intently at Katie’s blond landing strip of hair, which lead right down to her own, equally inviting pussy. He licked his lips.

“So…” said Amy, breaking the silence. “What now?”

“We play forfeits?” suggested Eric. I would have agreed with the suggestion, but the sexual tension in the room was getting to be too much for me.

“Sorry guys,” I said. “But I think this game is just going to get in the way. Eric smiled.

“I like where this is going!” he said. With that, we stood up and walked towards our three beautiful naked teenaged classmates. I ripped off my briefs ferociously, allowing my eight-inch erection to spring free. Then, we all gave in to the sexual energy that had been building up all night. Like animals, Emma and I lunged at each other, and I wrapped my hands around her, grabbing her ass. Looking to my side, I saw Eric was doing a similar thing with Katie, and they were making out passionately. As I pushed Emma onto the bed and climbed on top of her, I was presented with Amy’s cute asian face, kissing me violently. I removed one of my hands from Emma’s ass to grab one of Amy’s tits. She broke her kiss with me for a moment to moan with pleasure. Then, something magical happened. Emma reached up from her submissive position and grabbed Amy’s ass, pulling her over her mouth. Then, she started to frenziedly eat Amy’s pussy out, causing her to scream with pleasure. This gave me the opportunity to stick my fingers into Emma’s pussy, making her almost cry with the raw sexiness of the whole situation. I can only imagine what it felt like to be fingered while eating another girl’s pussy!

When I glanced over at Eric and Katie, I saw her blond head bobbing up and down on Eric’s cock, taking all seven inches of it into her mouth at a time.

“Ohhhhhm yeah, that feels so goooood.” he moaned as she sucked his dick lustfully. I turned my dick back to the incredibly sexy, submissive position Emma was in as she was fully at my mercy. Her tits were bouncing in all directions as she wriggled with the pleasure of the intense fingering I was giving her. Then, another magical thing happened.

Amy had bent down from her own pussy licking, bursa escort bayan and was now sucking my dick. Her frame was small, but I suppose her throat was big, as she was able to take all of my dick into her mouth at a time. After a few minutes of this, Emma briefly stopped the excited eating-out she was giving Amy to talk to me.

“Please, Josh… Ohhhh, that’s so good. Please… I need you in me… ohhhhh!”

The timing was perfect, as just then, Amy let go of my cock to scream with pleasure.

“Yes yes yes yes yes! Emma that’s so gooood!” she screamed, and we were lucky no one in neighbouring rooms heard.

I took advantage of my rock hard cock being free to do something I’d been wanting to do for a while: to fuck the hell out of Emma. When I thrust my dick into her, it made the perfect sound- the combination of a squeltch from the wetness of her pussy and the slap of our skin hitting together. I made a few more violent thrusts, grunting, and then started to really fuck her hard in missionary. My cock was moving so fast that we heard that noise a few times a second, and Emma’s screams were being sexily muted by Amy’s pussy. I was fucking Emma so hard that I couldn’t even tell that my dick was ever leaving her pussy- I never felt that cold feeling of my cock meeting the cool air outside of a girl’s pussy.

I lost focus for a second because Katie had just orgasmed, and I had to look over to the other bed to see her rapidly impaling herself on Eric’s dick, riding him cowgirl.

“Ahhhhh! AHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed as he fucked her from underneath. Then, I heard a similar noise coming from Emma, who had been driven to orgasm by the fucking right at her g-spot. I looked back down at her tits, bouncing as I railed her, and felt her wriggle and squirm as she struggled to contain her pleasure. She had to take her mouth off of Amy’s pussy for a second just to scream.

“AHHHHH!! OH MY GOOODDDD!! FUUCCCKKK!!” reluctantly, I took my dick out of her pussy, happy that she had come so soon.

Then, Amy, who was being eaten out by Emma, crawled off of the other girl’s body towards me, and got on her hands and knees on the bed. Her asshole was puckered, and her pussy was wide open. I never thought an innocent girl like Amy could ever strike such a pose.

“Josh, I want you to hit me.” she said. I obliged, striking her right in the ass, rocking her forward.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Now FUCK ME!”

I slammed my dick into her pussy, my second girl of the night, and immediately I was fucking her just as hard as I had fucked Emma. I drilled her from behind, every so often smacking her ass with my hand. Then, I began to grope her tits from behind and pinch her nipples.

“Ohhhh, yeah!!” screamed the sexy Asian girl. “Fuck me. FUCK MY FUCKING CUNT!! DESTROY ME! PLEASE!” I took that as full permission to dominate her, and I started to ram her, pushing her towards the wall. I picked her up, smashing her into the bed, and continued to rail her with my hard cock. I hit her ass, grabbed her neck, and groped her tits, all while my dick was moving in and out of her at an incredible speed. As I knew she would, she had an orgasm.

“FUUUUCK!” she screamed as she squirmed and writhed on the bed, causing the bedframe to shake with the power of her orgasm. I pulled out of her and grabbed Emma again, once again fucking this beautiful brunette. I grabbed her tits, kneading them together, and once again she came. This time, it was too much for me, and I leaned forward and grunted into her has a fucked her hard.

“Where should I cum?”

“All over me. ALL FUCKING OVER ME!” I pulled out, and my cock exploded with cum, going everywhere. It was the most intense, powerful orgasm I’ve ever had, and there was enough cum to cover the tits of both her and Amy. We all collapsed onto the bed, worn out from the incredible experience we just had.

“That was… incredible.” said Emma.

“I’ve never felt so… used… before” said Amy.

I grabbed them both, hugging them close to me.

“Thank you girls.” I said. Then I turned my head, just in time to see Eric finishing off Katie, who was almost passed out from the murderous fucking she was getting.

“yes yes yes harder harder harder OHHHH FUUUUUCCCKKKKK!!” she screamed as she orgasmed, and Eric grunted and screamed also, overflowing her pussy with his white, stick cum.

With that, we all closed our eyes and went to sleep, content in the knowledge that we had just experienced the best night of our lives. We couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the class trip would bring. There were still two weeks left, and there were more things I had to try- not to mention, I still hadn’t gotten a change to fuck Katie.

To be continued?

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Teasing Dad

voyeured mom and dad having sex

Sue gets naked too

*****

I must have fallen to sleep as I heard a knock at my door. Kim, “can I come in,” mom asked.

Sure. Mom came in as I was still laying on my bed naked. My legs were spread and a hand was on my pussy. She came in and appeared to be glowing as she looked me over. I moved my hand away from my pussy hoping she wouldn’t be curious.

Thanks, she said.

I had a puzzled look on my face.

All of our teasing and exhibition has really gotten dad all worked up, she said with a pleasing smile on her face. Your participation has really enhanced our sex life lately. You handled yourself very well today, considering the situations.

You’re being quite mature and you’re not be ashamed of your body either.

Why do you say that mom.

Well, who went out this morning bra less, then wearing a sheer blouse with your breast showing through the thin fabric. Then actually undressing before your father and showing your little thong. The unbuttoning of your blouse in a seductive way without fully exposing yourself. That was hot honey. I don’t think I could have done better.

Well mom, you did encourage me.

She smiled and said, I’m not done teasing your dad yet. She pulled off her sun dress to display the new bikini that was next to nothing. Wanna join me?

She really looked sexy in that bikini. It barely covered her private parts.

She put her dress back on and left.

Wow, as I thought how great mom has been, then realizing she may be using me to spice up her sex life. I got up and put on my new bikini like hers. It was tiny, and I hadn’t realized just how sheer the fabric was. I almost felt naked With it on. A girl has to be careful wearing this. I slipped on a cover up and went looking for mom to see what she had schemed up for us this time.

Mom and dad were out by the BBQ, getting it ready. I walked over to them as dad looked me over. He appeared disappointed. Perhaps this was due to my attire which was a simple cover up, or that I wasn’t naked. Dunno. He was busy getting the BBQ lit,

So, you ready to see our new swim wear mom asked?

Dad said, why do you need swimwear, it’s optional here

Mom just smiled and said, well, let us show you. She looked at me and said ready. I nodded as we both removed our cover ups revealing our barely there string bikini’s.

Dad’s eyes bugged out as he inspected the site before him.

Here we were again, before dad, and nearly naked. Mom made her modeling moves and pointing out that you’d think we were naked from the back side as the only thing there were a couple of strings. I too had turned to show him my bare backside and really having a wicked feeling doing this.

Dad was gleaming, this has to be another tease.

Mom and I smiled.

It was a nice afternoon and I was ready for a swim again. So I went and jumped into the pool. Yup, a girl has to be careful in suit like this. The fabric over my tit’s moved away exposing them. I pulled the top back into place and swam around without any other surprises. I almost felt like I was naked.

Mom decided to join me and had jumped in. She almost lost the whole top of her suit. She kinda laughed as she re-positioned everything. We continued to enjoy the swim.

A few minutes later, dad came out and headed for the pool. He had changed into what had to be the smallest tightest swim suits I’d ever seen on a man. Looks like he wanted to tease too. You could clearly see his dick stuffed into that thing.

When mom saw that, the bantering began.

She decided to get out for a quick drink that dad brought out with him. I too got out for a drink, Well surprise surprise. Our new bikinis were absolutely transparent when wet. You could see everything as if we were naked.

Dad saw this and just smiled.

Mom started her modeling routine again making sure dad saw it all. Not only were our suits now transparent, I noticed that moms bottoms were slipping into the lips of her pussy. I don’t think she realized it. She had gone over to a lounge and laid down with her drink. As she lay there, she had parted her legs slightly and did a self check of herself and then realized how her pussy lips were being displayed.

She got dad’s attention and started in on her sexy banter again as she showed him her situation. She even pulled on the fabric some, causing it to slip further in between her pussy lips.

This really had an affect on dad. I noticed he was having difficulty keeping his dick in his tight little suit. It kept poking out.

Mom got up again and decided to show dad what happens when she jumps into the pool. She jumped in as before. When she came up, her tits were no where near being contained within the suit. Dad was amused. She was trying to put everything back in place, then decided it wasn’t worth it. She just untied it and threw it to the side bursa escort of the pool.

We all laughed than swam awhile more before getting out and having a nice BBQ meal. We all stayed in our swimming attire through dinner, mom without her top.

After dinner, we sat around and watched some TV. Mom and dad were enjoying some wine. When I went to my room for the evening, I again had stopped in front of the mirror admiring myself. Damn, this bikini was hot. I could see my tits and make out my pussy showing through the fabric, and I could make out my landing strip too. I tugged on the bottoms and readjusted the strings to see if it would slip in between my pussy lips like moms had, without much luck. I then worked on the strings of the top and got it fitting more securely. I then took if off and climbed into bed for the night.

I awoke having to pee real bad the next morning, so I slipped out of bed and just walked to the bathroom naked. I hadn’t even thought about putting anything on. Nor did I close the door. Mom and dad’s room was at the other end of the house and they had their own bathroom, so I wasn’t concerned. After peeing, I turned on the shower and got in. As I was washing, that tingly feeling started up as I washed my tits and then my pussy. I was really getting aroused and kept it up. Then wondered how it would feel pointing the shower head directly onto those sensitive areas. The shower head was the type at the end of hose and I could adjust it to shower or a pulsing stream.

I set it to a pulsing stream and directed it to my tits. That felt nice on my sensitive nipples as I massaged them with my hand. I then directed the pulsing jet steam to my pussy. Oh My Gosh. I think was coming instantly with that sensation. I was using fingers and water again and again, getting myself off. I was panting and moaning each time I did that.

I was about to finish up and grabbed my razor. Lathered up the landing strip and shaved it all off. There, now I was smooth, just like mom. I got out of the shower and dried off. Then, I just walked out to the kitchen in all my naked glory. I knew mom and dad were home, but It didn’t bother me, after all the events of yesterday.

I sat and enjoyed a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice. As I took my dishes to the sink, dad walked in wearing boxer shorts and said good morning.

Good morning Dad.

No mention of my lack of attire.

He made coffee and asked what I was going to do today.

Oh, I don’t know. I need to clean my room and I’m thinking about getting some more sun and do some swimming. How about you? I noticed how he was looking me up and down. I was curious if he’d noticed the landing strip was gone as I just stood there leaning against the counter with my legs slightly parted. I was looking Dad over and thought his boxers were hiding a bulge.

Dad said he and mom were going to town for a short time this morning, but they would be around all after noon.

What are you shopping for today I asked?

I dunno, Mom said she wanted to go into town, thats all I know.

Mom had just walked in. She had on one of her lacy thongs. She saw me and said good morning sweetheart, then came over and gave me a hug and kiss on my cheek. She too then looked me over with a slight smile on her face as I’m sure she noticed I was now bare just like her. She then walked over and gave dad a hug and kiss. I noticed he briefly grabbed one of her cheeks in the process as mom let out a little cooing noise.

I sat with mom and dad as they had their coffee. They finished and went off to their room as did I.

I was thinking to myself just how unreal that all was. I’m in the kitchen naked and just carrying on with the both of them as it was all normal. What have I done. I wasn’t bothered at all being naked in front of either mom or dad, and they were about the same when I was around with their lack of attire. Mom walked into my room and let me know they were leaving. I said OK.

She then said, I like your new look, enjoy it, winked and walked out.

Mom is so cool.

I did some cleaning in my room, but I hadn’t gotten dressed. I was really liking the feeling of being naked while doing chores. With those done, I decided to get some sun before it was too hot. So I walked out to the pool. It was a nice morning, so I decided to take a swim. So here I am, skinny dipping by myself and not trying to sneak around to do it.

I was really feeling liberated as I would glide through the water feeling it slide over my naked body. Just the thought had brought on that tingly feeling. I placed a hand on one of my tits and began massaging as my other hand went to my pussy. I sat on the steps, with my legs spread and in full masturbation mode. Oh did this feel wonderful. I’m out back in the pool, naked and getting myself off, and that I did that several times before casually swimming again.

Time to get some sun. So I got out and laid on a lounge. Grabbed the lotion and worked it into my front side. Then laid back and relaxed. bursa escort I was replaying the events of yesterday and again started getting tingly. So I began to masturbate again until I had a nice orgasm. I was still laying out back when I heard mom come out to let me know they were home.

I said, hey mom, can you come put lotion on my back.

Sure she said and made her way over. I got up and turned my back to her so she could apply the lotion. I said thanks.

She went back in as I laid down to get some sun on my back.

Dad had come out to check all the pool equipment and chemicals. I could tell he was looking me over.

I heard mom again. I set up to see mom walking over, she too was now naked as she asked me to put some lotion on her back. She sat down and I applied lotion to her back. Now dad could check us both out as he continued with the pool stuff.

He had gone inside when he was done. A few minute later, he came out naked and laid next to mom. So here we were, all three naked, enjoying the sun. I was getting pretty warm after being out there for the length of time I was. So I got up and slipped into the pool to cool off. After a short swim, I got out and dried off, then said I was going in for awhile and went to the house.

I stopped in the kitchen for a cool drink then to my room. I started up my computer to send an email to Sue. I asked if she wanted to come over this coming week for a swim. I was again looking at bikinis and thongs online when I thought I heard a commotion from out back, so I went to my back door and opened it up to have a look.

Oh my, there was dad on his back with mom right next to him. She had both hands around his dick moving them up and down, and occasionally she would lean over and take his dick into her mouth. Then dad got up with his dick pointing to the sky. Mom turned and got on her hands and knees before him. He moved over behind her and with his hand pointed his dick at her backside then thrust forward and started moving back a forth.

Oh my, I was really getting that tingly feeling now. I had placed a hand on my pussy and started to pleasure myself as I watched mom and dad engaged in their sexual activity.

I could hear mom making noises as dad was pumping in and out of her. I could hear her moaning and see her writhing about. She had taken one hand and reached between her legs. It appeared she was rubbing her pussy like crazy, as was I. Dad had pulled away from mom and got down on his knees, then placed his head at mom’s back side. Mom let out a loud shriek of pleasure when dad started doing that.

I then head mom say: eat my pussy you nasty boy, stick your tongue deep in there, don’t stop, oh that feels so good. Keep it up you naughty boy. Ohhhh that feels good. Ohhh, now fuck me again. Come on, shove that cock in me again, fuck me, fuck me good.

Hearing mom say that, I felt juices develop on my pussy. Mom was really getting vocal as dad continued working her over. Then she almost screamed saying, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.

Oooooh ooooh oooh. Dad pulled away as mom stayed in that position with her hand on her pussy.

I was now writhing about myself and pressed harder on my sensitive points letting out a little moan and not wanting to interrupt, went back in and closed the door, jumped on my bed, sprea my legs and worked my pussy like crazy before letting out my own moan as my body shook with my most powerful orgasm yet.

My pussy was soaked from all the excitement. I just lay there calming back down realizing what I had just seen. I was really feeling horny and wanted to continue. I felt my pussy was a wet mess as I ran my fingers across it. I jumped off my bed and walked to the kitchen, got a quick drink, then walked out by mom and dad. I could feel the juices from my pussy trickle down the inside of my legs. Mom and dad were just laying there now.

Dad’s dick was sticking up some, like when I saw it yesterday when mom was openly teasing him. So as I walked up to them, I said to dad, mom teasing you again?

Mom half laughed and dad just smiled.

I was standing right in front of them, then got into the pool wondering if they noticed the juices running down my legs. I swam a bit before getting out and going to the diving board to have some fun.

Maybe a belly flop… I just took a few steps, bounced on the board and once in the air, I spread my legs wide as I jumped in. Entering the water with my legs spread like that brought a short pleasurable feeling on my pussy as it impacted against the water, so I got out and did it again. I saw dad watching as I spread my legs. I did it again, and as dad watched, I saw his dick start that twitching thing again. Mom notice this too and watched what I was doing. By now, I would jump, spread my legs wide and reach for the sky feeling a quick sensual rush on my pussy as I entered the water.

Enough of that. So I went and laid on a lounge next to mom. I could see dad’s dick still twitching for a while before it calmed down.

That escort bayan night I had an email from Sue. She could come any day. So I invited her over for Monday.

The other day, I had let her try on one of my thongs. We even wandered the house topless and had gone out by the pool. So just how much farther will this go…

Monday morning I woke early again. I walked to the bathroom as naked as I slept and realized I hadn’t put on any clothing at all yesterday. Less laundry if I can keep that up. After peeing, I walked to the kitchen for some food. This was becoming a morning routine it seems.

Mom came in, and this time, she too was naked.

Good morning sweetheart.

Good morning mom

She made coffee then walked out back to feed the dog and over to the pool area to grab a couple of glasses before returning.

Well, that weekend went by fast she said.

Really, and it will be a memorable one too I said.

Mom smiled as she too could say the same.

She was looking at me and said, you’ve really become comfortable the way you are. Look at you, wandering around with no clothes on.

Well, just look at yourself mom. You’re naked too, and you showed me how to enjoy it and not let it bother me. Wanna share anything as to how you started doing it.

She didn’t answer right away, but offered, another time.

What are your plans today?

Well, Sue will come over and spend the day. Do some swimming and just enjoy summer time.

Are you going to share with her what we do here?

No mom, I don’t think it’s appropriate to do that. I’ll show her my new clothing but not mention how we modeled for dad or run around naked together.

She smiled and said, well enjoy your day. Then she was off.

Sue arrived awhile later. I had reduced to the fact I should put some clothes on, then figure how to get rid of them. Sue came in and we had a friendly hug before going to my room. I had on my new sun dress when she arrived, no bra and a new thong. Sue says, I love that dress, is it new?.

Yeah, wanna try it on?

Sure.

Mom took me shopping on Saturday. She bought me some new undies, this dress, a skirt, blouse and a swimsuit. ..I may not have wanted to mention that…

Your mom is so cool,

I wish my mom was as open as yours or even partially. So let me see your new things.

I went and pulled out my new thongs to show her.

Your mom bought these? With big eyes, she inspected them. She was holding up one of the more modest of the few I got and just seemed to go into dream land.

I picked up a smaller one pointing out how much smaller it was, and seeing how big Sues eyes got, and I’m wearing the smallest of them all now. Smiling, I got up and pulled my dress off to reveal the tiny thong I had on.

Sue just froze seeing how tiny it was.

She was speechless, then said, your mom bought that?

I just smiled.

Sue then realized I didn’t have a bra on. Wow she said, you look so sexy standing there like that with just your thong on.

Thanks I said. So, you want to try these I asked her.

You sure?, she asked.

Sure, there is no harm trying on clothes. She picked up a thong and blushed some. I said go for it. So sue pulled her shorts off and the cotton pantie she had on, then pulled on one of the lacy thongs. While the fit was good, there was another problem. Her pubic hair was sticking out all over. She saw that and became quite embarrassed. Then she looked at me in a much smaller thong and I had no hair sticking out.

Did you shave?

The other day. I hadn’t shaved for my first thong, but I have since. I had to shave in order to wear these without embarrassing myself. The thong fit Sue really nice. Her cheeks framed by the thong looked fantastic. But her pubic hair hanging out just ruined the whole thing.

Let me show you what I’ve done. As Sue looked on closely, I pulled off my thong revealing my smooth pussy. Sue just gasped. I said, it really feels nice being smooth down there.

How’d you do that?

I just lathered up real good in the shower and took my razor to it. You ought to try it.

I couldn’t.

Well, who’s going to know if you don’t tell.

Sue thought about it and said, you’re right. If I don’t tell mom, she won’t know. She never sees me naked.

I smiled and said, there you go.

Lets do this I said. Get out of those clothes. She took em all off and I led her to the bathroom.

I grabbed a new razor and showed her the soap in the shower. If you need help let me know.

Can we use scissors to cut the long stuff first?

Sure, as I wandered off to get a pair. Here, sit on the counter and I’ll trim this down for you. She did have a large bush, more than what I had. After cutting off the long stuff, she got in the shower and did the rest.

Sue was gleaming with her now smooth pussy. She wasn’t even bothered as I led her back to my room and she was now as naked as I.

When we got back to my room, I handed her the dress so she could try it on. She pulled it on over her head and let it fall in place everywhere else. Then I walked her before the mirror. It was a good fit for her as she looked herself over in the mirror.

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The Invitation, Gabriel’s Beginning

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(This is the story of my first introduction into a BDSM poly family, it was the beginning of my journey into the kinkiest time in my life. It is a true story, and I will follow it with others as I learned and grew in my role.)

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Remembering back, hoping my memory is strong enough, it was in the late fall, just before Halloween in 1975. My entrance to that world so many cherish and so few understand. I was so green I almost glowed. I was from a small farming town in Indiana and was now in Columbus, Ohio, starting school at a Bell and Howell school called Ohio Institute of Technology, and taking classes at Ohio State in music. Having just graduated in May I was moving into an apartment there in June.

Finally glad to be away from the little Podunk town that had been my upbringing. The apartment building I was gonna call home was part school housing, but about half was still open to the public too. When I moved in there were several apartments occupied by dancers at a local strip club. It was one of the Hustler clubs that Larry Flint owned. Just before the magazine took off, so there were always tons of pretties around the pool that summer. The parties were epic too.

I was playing in a band and working at a local recording studio called Kingsmill as a mix-down engineer. So with school I had little time for much else except the parties around the pool. I began to notice the only apartment that didn’t seem to show up for the parties was the one right across from me on the same floor.

Actually, I really didn’t see the occupants very often at all, occasionally, a few times a week it seemed a visitor or two would stop in. Not always the same people but always some very lovely women, rarely a man and if one did stop with a female friend he didn’t stay long and left alone shortly after arriving. This intrigued me to say the least, so I decided to make the move to get in the apartment and see what was up there.

I figured the best way to get inside was to extend an invitation to the next party that weekend. So I found myself knocking on the door carrying a bottle of tequila, my usual hello gift. I waited for what seemed like an eternity and the door finally opened. The barely dressed girl that greeted me was stunning, long blond hair, nice tits, tiny waist and a wonderful little butt. She said, “Hello, may I help you?”

When the blood returned to my brain, another eternity, I responded, “Howdy, I am Gabriel, I live across the courtyard. Just wanted to say hi and invite you to one of our parties.”

She looks at me and says, ” Well, I am not sure, we are really more homebodies that partiers.” looking her up and down she is dressed in a tiny silk skirt and a leather vest, wearing a choker collar and barefoot. Homebody? “So, what is the bottle for,” she asks?

Starring at her, it dawns on me what she is talking about. Holding out the bottle of Patron, I return with, “Well, I brought it for you.”

She takes the gift and invites me in, “I think you need to talk to Ian about this, He is the decision maker in this household.” Leading me into the apartment and to a back room. It is set up as a family room, sitting on a couch is a rather large man and a tiny little asian girl curled up at his feet on the floor. “Ian, this is Gabriel, one of our neighbors. He brought you a gift.”

As he stands, the asian moves on to the couch behind him, she is wearing a tiny little light blue baby-doll nightie. Extend his hand in a shake he says, “Hello Gabriel, I am Ian, The Master of the house, baby-doll is the one that brought you in, and the shy little one on the couch is kitty.”

Shaking his hand I say, “Nice to meet you Ian,” looking at the ladies, “and my pleasure to make your acquaintance,” offering my hand to each of them.

Ian tells me, “Well mate, they will only respond if I give them permission, and I am not sure we are at that point yet, but I can safely say they are happy to know you, it is part of their nature, and they would never disrespect me by doing anything different.”

I look at him and wonder what it is all about, “Did you say they need your permission?” this was so new to me, I had never heard anything like it, remember just a country boy, didn’t ever know a woman that needed a mans permission for anything, but I was indeed intrigued.

Ian offered me a seat, handed the Patron to kitty and told her to get us something cold to drink. He asked what I would like, so trying to seem a little more worldly, I just said, “surprise me.”

While kitty was gone, baby doll took her place on the couch beside Ian and started to massage his shoulders. As she did she seemed to purr, theses were the wildest people I had ever met. Kitty then returned with a with a pitcher of something very fruity and wet, pouring Ian a nice big glass and then one for me, she also sits on the other side of Ian, her hands working with baby dolls on their Master.

“I like you Gabe, what do you know about the Dominate lifestyle?”

“Well I have seen a few porns Escort bayan and read a few letters about it in penthouse, but no first hand knowledge.” I can almost feel the light bulb light up above my head. “So is this what you are into?”

Ian looks at the girls and laughs, “Well it is more than that, it is our lifestyle, I earn my living with this life.” As he talks the girls are rubbing his body and clearly getting rather turned on. “I am a Professional Dominant, I train and re-train women to live within the life and learn to please there Masters. Some of them do not have the time to get their pets to the right place, that is where I come in. I train them to be obedient and to accept their role, even relish it.”

This is so out there that I am very tempted to just leave, yet I can’t seem to get up and go. “So you are saying these are your trainees?” I sit up, but still can’t leave.

Again, there is a laugh from Ian, “No, these two are my property, my slaves, I own them body, mind and soul. They do nothing without my permission, that includes bodily functions. They will also do my bidding no matter what I tell them to do.” This seems so strange to me, I have never known any woman that would be willing to do this.

“Are you serious? Anything you tell them they will do without question?” I feel the smile creep across my face.

“That is what I said, anything I command they will do without hesitation.” With that her turns to kitty, “Show Gabe how you like to play with your pussy, my pet.

Kitty slips to the floor and looks up at me, she slips off her panties to reveal the smoothest, prettiest pussy I have ever seen, Sitting with her knees up and legs spread, she starts to slowly tease and rub the lips of her pussy, watching me as she starts to get wet from her touch, then she opens her lips to show me her clit, wet lips open and close as she drops her head back and slips a finger inside.

I look up at Ian and over to baby doll, I can see the effect it is having on her, and feel the response my own body is having, then I hear a gasp from kitty as her little puffy pussy starts to jerk and contract around her finger.

She looks up at Ian, still keeping her head lowered from his gaze as if waiting for him to comment. “Does my kitty need to cum? Does she need the release?”

“Oh please Sir, may your kitty cum for her Master, will it please you for me to show Gabe how I can squirt? I need it, PLEASE MASTER, let me cum.”

“Well if you really want to show our new friend your talent then you may cum my pet.” Then it happens, she starts to squirt and spray the floor in front of her, Like someone had turned on a hose, she bucked and raised her hips as the spray reaches across the front of the couch. It lasts for a several seconds at least and then she drops back onto her back still jerking and pinching her clit.

“Thank you soooo much Master Ian,” is all she can manage to say between gasps for air.

“Ok, baby doll, lick her clean,” without hesitation baby slides in between kitty’s legs and laps up the puddle that covers her legs and pussy. Then Ian says, Kitty don’t leave my floor wet,” and kitty rolls over and licks the puddle up from the hardwood floor until it is all gone, then the girls kiss and swap each others mouthful.

This almost pops my cork as I watch, but seems to have no effect on Ian, then he says, “Looks like Gabe could use a release himself my pets.” They turn to me and slide up between my knees and each starts to rub my cock through my shorts, gently pushing me back against the couch and freeing me from my zipper, hands and mouths covering my cock.

The site and feeling of them lapping and stroking my cock was about to bring me to my own release when Ian says “suck him dry my pets, show him how good those little mouths are,” after he says that they start to take turns sliding completely down my shaft and squeezing my balls, it doesn’t take long and I am shooting into kitty’s mouth like a rocket blasting off, driving my cock deep into her mouth, I can feel her throat tighten around me as I spasm and squirt.

I drop back against the couch and kitty turns to baby doll and empties the cum in her mouth into baby doll’s, dripping onto her lips and face at the same time, this is the hottest thing I have ever seen. As I get my composure back and the girls are slowly stroking my cock, Ian says. ” That’ enough my pets, let him relax so he can come back down.” The girls both let me go and move back to sit at Ian’s feet, still licking each others lips.

“So tell me Gabriel, how was your first day with us?” I could barely speak but tell Ian that I was so happy I decided to stop by. We talked for several hours, he tells me about his life with the girls and the trainees that are brought to him. After we talk he takes me into the third bedroom of the apartment, one of only two in the complex that had three bedrooms and that room is set up as a dungeon, lots of dungeon furniture, hooks in the ceiling, chains and ropes Bayan escort on the wall.

There is an X shaped stand in one corner, a platform with a chair sitting in the middle, a shower in the opposite corner and a very large array of rubber toys, whips, paddles and other implements, hanging in racks all along the walls.

For the next several days I visit Ian and the pets everyday, with similar results from the first visit, he has all so taking to training me in the ways of a Dominate. The girls have been most willing to let me learn to abuse and use them as I learn more and more. After about two weeks during one visit Ian makes an very interesting offer.

“Gabriel, I have something I need from you, if you are interested it will help me out greatly, if not I will understand. I have to go away for a bit and need someone to take over my position here, training and keeping this household.”

I asked him where he was going and he said he had to go to jail for about 8 months. He had a little run in with the local police, a small amount of marijuana was found on him during a traffic stop, Columbus, Ohio could be rather harsh at that time.

He told me that I would be training a few submissives and slaves during my stay and would be treated as though I was him, with no one daring to question my actions. All the money made, minus the bills for the house of course would be mine and when Ian returned I would be set up in my own house if I choose.

Ian went into the lock-up on monday and I moved in, it was unbelievable, the pets kitty and baby doll helped me get adjusted, teaching me all I hadn’t learned in Ian’s last week at home. Kitty was heavily into pain and baby doll loved control and humiliation.

I started with sessions with one at a time and worked into using them both, they slept at the sides of my bed when I didn’t invite them to join me. They seemed to like it when I made one watch and used the other, but that only seemed to get them off even more.

Like I said kitty was into pain and the first night we were alone she proved it. She came into the living-room and sat at my feet, not looking at me. I took her chin in my hand and pulled her into my gaze. “Something on your mind little one?”

“I need Master, this little one is in need of something soon or she is afraid she will just die.” I chuckle at this and she says, “Sir, my little pussy is throbbing and my ass needs to be punished, I know this one should never be so bold, but I am so ready, will my Master please make me cry?”

I told her to go into the playroom and prepare for me, Turn off the lights and light the candles. Assume a squat in the middle of the room and wait for me, if I get the urge I will be in, if not you will just wait in that position until I tell you different.

She goes in and does as she is told, and it gets quiet as she stops moving. I wait for about 15 minutes, I am sure it seemed like much longer to her. As I enter the room she is in the middle of the floor squatting with her tiny ass on her heels and her hands behind her neck, fingers laced.

The glow of the candles dancing on her skin, the playroom is always kept hot causing little kitty to glisten with her own sweat. I walk around her, admiring her tiny body, her nipples pointing ahead waiting for my touch, her smooth pussy inches above the floor, the lips starting to quiver, in anticipation, as I approach.

Walking behind her I reach out and tie her wrists, looping the leather tie around her neck after her wrists are bound, preventing her from moving her hands from that spot, I did not feel there was a need to blindfold her as she knew what was coming anyway.

Then I walk to the front and pinch her nipples and pull trying to make her lose her balance, she held fast and let out a low moan as I pull, then I clamped each nipple with the smaller clamps that were attached to a chain between them. Making the clamps tight enough that I could pull the chain and not dislodge them. When she is clamped I walk to the wall with the floggers hung in a neat row and took down one with long leather strips that were as rough as an old shoe.

I return to a spot in front of her, she is shaking from such a long time kneeling and waiting for me. Without a word I start with her flogging, first across her breast, not too hard at first, just to let her know it had started. Her chest heaved with the first few strokes of the leather then she seemed to settle, the whimpers also subsided. This was my signal to start getting harder and faster, striping her tits with long red welts on each stroke.

Then down across her thighs making her jump from the changed location of the hits, they get harder and stronger, the welts increasing in swelling, I start to walk around her and striping her flesh as I move, stopping behind her I concentrate on her back across the shoulders and then to the apple shaped ass that looked so nice and needy.

Each time she started to get accustomed to the level escort of the flogging it was increased, as I waited for the safe word or the tears she needed to give me for me to stop the punishing abuse.

Worried I was going to far I slowed, but as I did the tears started to flow, there were a few welts that had started to trickle with a small amount of blood, I grab her by the hair and pull her head back leaning over her, “Why did you not stop be from hurting you my pet?”

Here reply was, “Sir, this little one loves the love you showed with the pain you gave me, it was what she needed so badly.”

Leaving her tied at the wrists I unzip my pants, pulling out my throbbing cock and forcing it into her mouth, she hungrily sucks me into her throat and opens herself deep for me to fuck her face. After She takes me down to my balls, I waited for her to choke on the intrusion but it never came. He throat tugged and squeezed my cock and I felt like I was in heaven.

I pull out and sit on a footstool behind me and tell her, “slide me into that wet pussy, with a puddle of her cum on the floor beneath her, she stands and straddles me as her cunt swallows me in one motion. As I slip into her as deep as I can get, it was like a switch was tripped inside her and even tied as she was, she started to ride me like a cowgirl going for the 8 second mark, bucking and slamming me into her.

I can tell by the look on her face she is about to cum so I push her off and she lands on her ass, back on the floor where she had just been squatting, I stand and stroke my cock until I start to spray cum across her face and tits.

Then I walk away and tell her to resume the squat I had found her in until I told her different. She turned and looked at me for a brief second and scrambled back into her place above her puddle. I started to walk around the room blowing out the candles one at a time, still saying nothing. The last two candles at the door are left lit and I step out of the room.

After about 15 more minutes I return and untie her wrists again grabbing her hair and telling her, “hold this pose until you hear be leave the room and them you may stroke yourself to make you cum, you may then go to your place and sleep, do not clean up until you wake tomorrow, but I had better not wake before you are clean again, do you understand?”

She replies with a soft, “yes Master,” and I leave the room, blowing out the last two candles as I leave. When she returns to her place at the side of my bed she sees me in bed asleep with baby doll wrapped in my arms.

When I awoke the next day kitty was cleaned and making breakfast for me. She was all smiles and seemed so very happy, as I came into the kitchen she gave me a big kiss and thanks me for the session last night. Then baby doll came in from the living-room and started to help kitty. I said, “So my pets, what is in todays plans?”

Turning toward me baby doll says, “Is it my turn to be yours?” then quickly turning away as if she realized that she had over stepped with her comment. I stared back at her to show her that I was a little displeased with her and you could see that it affected her to have upset me.

I said, “well I am not sure if I want to my time to be decided by a pet or what had happened in the recent past, but I had though that we needed some time alone today, little one.” With this I start to walk from the room and leave them alone to clean up the kitchen.

I stop at the door on the way out and over my shoulder, “When you have finished with the kitchen baby doll, go and dress in one of your little schoolgirl outfits and come into the living-room to see me.”

Leaving the room I hear a very small but excited “yes Sir” come from the kitchen.

Waiting in the living-room listening to music I hear baby doll enter from behind me. She is wearing a pretty little blue plaid micro skirt with light blue panties, a white button down shirt tied at the waste in a knot and the top two buttons undone.

I sit and wait as she walks around my chair and assumes the position at me feet she knows she is to address me from, on her knees head down hands palm up on her thighs. She remains quiet like a good little pet until I speak, ” So baby doll, what is on your mind?”

Looking up slightly with just her eyes she responds, “I just wanted to spend some time with you Sir, this girls has needs that are growing stronger.” she returns her eyes to the floor and waits for some response from me. I reach out and stroke her hair and raise her face to look into her eyes.

“Then perhaps your Master should fill those needs, get me your leash and we shall go for a small walk.” She jumps up and runs to the hook where her leash is hung and scurries back to her place at my feet, holding up the leash but still looking at the floor. I take the leash and attach it to her collar, standing, I walk to the door and she follows, her little skirt barely covering her ass.

We walked, but only down to the pool in our complex, mostly for me, public is not a big thing for me yet. I sit in a lounge chair back from the pool and tell her to stand at the end, her leash pulling slightly, I then tell her she is a little over dressed and to remove her top. She immediately starts to blush but also begins to unbutton.

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I have a talent for getting average prim and proper middle aged women, most of them married, to pose nude. More importantly I convince them to let me play with their tits and pussies and pose them anyway I want –all in front of a filming video camera. These are school teachers, bank tellers, you name it. I just love it. To give you an idea of how I work, I will describe one example that I will call the ‘Blonde on the Beach.’

Setting Up

One usually successful strategy is to locate a good spot on a beach. In this case it is a beach in Mexico that is frequented by both Americans and Europeans. This spot is deserted and at the far end of the beach that is quite a distance from the nearest town. Anyone who reaches this spot has to turn around because of a big jetty made of nasty rocks. I set up my camera on a tripod about 300 feet before anyone walking on the beach would reach the jetty, so any women who get out this far have to pass me twice–once on the way out and then again after they turn around. I scope them out as they pass the first time and see how they react to the camera. Then I wait to make my pitch on the way back.

After a few unsuccessful tries I spot a likely prospect. She is about 37 years old, alone, topless (so half my work is already done), a good looking blonde for her age with huge tits who has been out in the sun too long. She appears slightly tipsy –either because she had a little too much to drink, or maybe because she is ‘sun drunk,’ or maybe she was just being a blonde. To set the stage I ask her on her first pass by me if she were ‘Claudette from the agency.’ She replies ‘No, sorry,’ and I could tell from her accent she was American. I moved the camera around in a very obvious manner to make it clear I am filming her as she walks. She seemed a bit upset but too meek to object — a good sign.

Casting the Bait

On her second pass I have to act quickly so I blurt out a whole sad story before she has a chance to refuse. ‘Excuse me madam,’ I say, ‘but by some wild chance can I convince you to do an audition tape for a European bath oil commercial –it is for a product not sold in the US and the ad will only be shown in Europe. I flew all the way down here to do some audition shots and two of the prospects have not shown up—even though I paid for their tickets. We are looking for someone very attractive like yourself, but not ‘super model’ material. We want someone who the average woman can identify with. Someone they can look at and say ‘Gee I think I have a chance to look just like that if I use this product’. You would be absolutely perfect—you are very attractive, but still your naturally beautiful looks are attainable for the average woman. Can I interview you on film for the sponsors? ‘

She stops and replies, ‘Oh I don’t know—I must look a mess’ as she combs her hair furiously with her hands. She seems more concerned about the way her hair will appear on the film than the fact that she would be standing in front of a camera with bare breasts. It occurs to me that being a blonde she may have even forgotten she was topless!

‘No, No’ I say improvising quickly, ‘that is precisely the idea, it’s a castaway on a tropical island theme –I’d have to spend hours making you up to look exactly as you look now.’

‘Well, OK, she replies, ‘ I guess I can spend a few minutes—do they pay.’ She has now taken the bait and I just need to reel her in, but I have to be careful or she can wriggle off the hook.

‘Oh, yes,’ I assured her. ‘This is big time Escort bayan pay —double union scale with standard back-end merchandising (and then I make up a whole bunch of nonsense that sounds good)—but of course first you have to be chosen. Are you interested?’

‘Sure, why not give it a try’ she responds on cue. Obviously I have struck a chord. She probably has always wanted to be a model. So now I am thinking –let the games begin!! I have to make it look legit so I ask her about herself. She’s a teacher (in was it New York? I don’t recall) working with children with special needs and Yada Yada Yada. (She sounds like she’s in a Miss America pageant which reinforces my idea that she has always wanted to model.) Then it is time to make my move.

The Fish is Hooked

I stutter with false modesty, ‘Er… maam… I don’t want to seem forward, but this is a bath commercial for European viewers and.. err… well they have different standards in Europe on …err… nudity. It’s very natural there and …well..er…I have to be honest with you …nudity is expected in a bath commercial because that is the way people normally take baths. It’s nothing out of the ordinary in Europe really– not like in the US. I just want you to have a fair shot against the other girls and well…they are posing nude for the sponsors.. so I’d strongly suggest you loose the bottoms for the audition tape.

She stares down at her modest bathing suit bottoms and begins to tug them down just a few inches and even then very slowly. So I prattle on an on about how TV in Europe is run by the government and they would not show anything tasteless on national TV, etc. Finally, she tugs her bottoms off and tosses them out of camera range. I now have her standing nude in front of the camera.

The Big One(s) That ALMOST Got Away

Almost instantly after her bottoms hit the ground her hands fly up over her face. ‘I can’t believe I’m doing this!’ She cries out as she hides her face with both hands. I try to calm her down but then she moves one hand down over her pussy and begins to shuffle her feet to the right trying not to show her face or pussy to the camera as she glides out of range. I rush from behind the camera and gently grab the arm that’s hiding her face and pull it down to turn her to face me and the camera. I use that arm to gently but firmly hold her nude wriggling body in front of the camera. ‘Wait a minute, ‘ I say in a very calm voice, ‘take a deep breath and relax, nudity in these types of commercials looks very natural on European TV, and even there they won’t show your face and the rest of you at the same time so no one can even say its you. So come on now .. be a good girl …that’s it. I reach over and slowly push the hand guarding her pussy off to the right so she is once again fully exposed nude to the camera. ‘Let’s move those hands away so the sponsor can view their new star in all her glory. OK?.’ I tell her, coaxing her gently to expose herself to the camera..

She settles down and the threat of an escape attempt seems to be over. So I press my luck because that is how the truly great pictures get taken. I say ‘Oops, seems like I better do a little make up work here! I can understand you weren’t planning to do a nude audition so I’d better take some of those knots and tangles out of your bikini line. It looks a bit .. well …unkempt and unclean. That’s not good for a bath commercial. Here let me help. ‘

With that I reach down and start pulling on the knots and tangles in her pussy Bayan escort hairs while she stands nude in front of the camera. As the camera runs, I am running my fingers through her pubic hair (supposedly to ‘comb’ them out) and every once in a while I give a few hairs a swift yank just to see the expression on her face. You can see in pictures, she just stands there wincing and trying to smile while I play with her pussy hair and video tape the whole thing! She moves her hands down near mine but never interferes with my ‘work’. Then I say ‘OK, We are almost done’ as I slip my fingers down a little lower and play around in some damper parts by pretending to look for knots. Meanwhile she just stands there obediently trying to smile while I am running my fingers up and down her pussy in front of a video camera.

Posture Counts

I then get back behind the camera for a few minutes and pretend to be taking light measurements and she keeps nervously looking out for anyone coming, but it does not take long before I find myself back in front of the camera again. This time I stand behind her and say, ‘I know you’re very tired, but posture really counts in Europe, and you’re going to have to stand up taller—with your chest out .’ And with that, I cup my hands like two grappling hooks around her tits and use them to lift her entire body up from behind until she is standing straight and tall.

As I lecture her on her posture and how she needs to keep smiling, I wiggle one tit, and then the other, to punctuate my points. ‘Arch your back, ‘ I say affirmatively while squeezing her right tit like bread dough and shaking it up and down to drive home my point. ‘Now don’t look so rigid and uncomfortable, ‘ I direct her while clenching the other boob and bouncing it up and down to emphasize the point. In the pictures you can see the indentations my finger tips are making in her massive natural boobs. I am just feasting on her tits and filming all my fun with her full consent. Meanwhile she is trying to smile as she looks down at my hands just squeezing and mashing her massive tits just like a child playing with puddy. All the while I am getting some great pictures of me doing anything I want to my real-life nude doll.

Sun Glasses Block the Inner You

I then ask her to remove her sunglasses so the camera can capture the real her. She says ‘you mean that camera has been running the whole time?,’ as she hits her forehead with the heel of her hand like the gesture in the ‘I could have had a V-8 commercial.’ I push her big boobs upward and hold them way out toward the camera while bouncing them up and down in my hands and say, ‘Look, if you really want to have a chance for this gig I have to be honest– you need to show your assets to the sponsors.

This is just the audition tape. The final commercial will be very tasteful but the audition tape has to catch the sponsor’s eye –so it’s a different thing altogether. We need to put your assets on display and give the sponsor’s a good look at what you have to offer them if you understand what I mean. Your breasts are a big selling point for you because they are huge,’ I tell her this while weighing her boobs in my hands as if my open palms were a meat market scale. ‘Those skinny European girls can’t match these!, I say proudly, ‘But you have to realize they have a slightly better figure and they are younger so we need to put your best attributes right in the sponsor’s face. We need to put you on display’

She’s Hooked

Then escort I wait to see if I still have a plaything. This is a big step and I can sense indecision on her part, but finally after a long pause (during which I never stop massaging her tits– realizing that any squeeze could be my last), she says in a determined tone of voice, ‘OK, you know best how I can get this job, and I really, really want this job — so I leave it entirely up to you. I have always wanted to be a model so I am going to put myself completely in your hands. If that is what it will take then fine—Put me on display!’

And with that I had her! It was time to relax and enjoy my good fortune. I ran my hands up and down her sides a few times just to get a feel for my new toy. She was all mine to do with as I pleased Then I started to have some fun. I put my hand on her inner left thigh with the top part of my hand brushing well up into her pussy. I stroked down her left thigh until my hand arrived behind her knee and I then bent her left knee and tilted her left leg out at an angle. ‘Let’s give them a nice open view of your lower body – a nice wide spread open shot down below –OK?’ I asked even though her legs were already spread for the camera. She had a lump in her throat but managed to choke out, ‘OK, you mean like this?’ and gave me an even wider spread between her legs and adjusted her footing to give the camera a direct shot of her pussy. She was co-operating fully even if it was difficult for her to speak.

I gently slapped my hand back and forth a few times between her inner thighs right up by her pussy –signaling for a wider spread and she instantly gave it to me even though she looked like a cowboy just after dismounting a horse. I had to stifle my laughter. There was no possible reason for her to be standing like that except to give the camera some pink. What a slut my prim and proper teacher had become! ‘Hold that, ‘ I said. I just had to enjoy this pose from behind the camera. Before attending to the camera I just enjoyed the view for a few seconds pretending to check for composure, lighting, etc. Even an exotic dancer would be embarrassed by this pose. I finally brought myself to look into the view finder. Damn! The first roll of film had ended—probably a few minutes earlier. I had lost some of the last shot and would have to go over into the shade and get another roll from my bag. But first I had to enjoy one last glimpse of her posing like a slut for a camera with no film in it before I finally let her know. ‘I have got to change film,’ I said, ‘and its over behind that bush. Why don’t we move over there and get continue out of the sun anyway.’

She was in a trance and moved like a robot. She put both of her hands together on top of her head so I would not be afraid she was thinking of covering up again. I changed film and got back in front of the camera again—playing with her body like a fleshy hot doll and positioning her so I had an excuse to have my hands all over her big-nippled boobs her ass and her pussy.

I got probably another three or four minutes of fun and film in before her squirming signaled that the session was about to be over. I took one last tour of her body with my hands and then played one final outrageous game with her tits. I was tossing them up and down in my palms as if I were juggling two great bowls of jello. All the while she was just quietly standing there looking down at them bouncing around in my hands. Even as the tossing became more like a loud slapping of my palms against the fleshy bottom of her massive tits, she never uttered a peep of protest, but was clearly tired of my fun. I instinctively knew my playtime was over. I then got her suit bottoms back for her, and, of course, like the gentleman I am, I insisted on putting them on for her.

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Darrin drifted awake as the early morning light shifted through the uncovered window. He ran through the events of the previous evening, smiling as he felt the slight tug of the dried semen on his chest hair. Luxuriating in his memory, the realization came that he was alone in the bed. Cautiously walking from the bedroom, Darrin called out softly, “Mitch?” Padding quietly in his bare feet through the small house he discovered with certainty that Mitch was gone. Suddenly feeling very exposed, he darted back into the bedroom, showered and dressed. Emerging, he dropped his boots by the couch as he sat down. Darrin tried desperately not to think about the significance of Mitch’s disappearance as he pulled on the boots. But his thoughts began to travel down the familiar path that ended up with him alone and hurt, with even more baggage. As the storm of defeat began to gather in his thoughts, he scooped up his paperwork and walked out the door to begin his first day of data collection.

The day didn’t go well for Darrin. His mind wasn’t on the work, or the results, and his mood was dark. The crew working with him cut glances at each other as they ran calves through for the third time because he hadn’t filled out the datasheets right. Everyone hoped that the brief break for lunch would help Darrin get back to his usual efficient self, but the afternoon did not begin any better and as the mistakes piled up the foreman pulled him aside to talk.

“Hey Darrin, I think we need to stop for today. Things don’t seem to be . . .” he paused to consider the wording, “Well they just ain’t going like they normally do for you. So what’d you say you take the rest of the day off to chill out and the boys and I will clean up here.”

Darrin looked at the ground and nodded, “Yeah, sorry. Tomorrow will be better. I just have stuff on my mind today.”

The foreman nodded vigorously and then pushed back his hat, “Yup, I sure can see that, after that close call with the Brimmer. He sure scared the shit outta me!”

Darrin couldn’t help but smile at the pronunciation of Brahman but again nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, that must be it. It’ll be better tomorrow,” said Darrin.

The hand slapped him on the back and walked away, already beginning to shout orders to the other people on the crew. Darrin gathered up his data sheets and climbed back into the pickup to begin the trip home. Once he arrived at the house, he was in a black mood, which worsened as the silence provided him with more time to brood over the situation. Tossing his materials to the table, he looked around and resigned himself to the fact that Mitch still wasn’t there. Realizing that he hadn’t had a decent meal since they arrived, he started to pull together supper. As he readied the ingredients for chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes and gravy, the focus on cooking temporarily blocked out last night. That is until he heard the slam of a screen door followed by boots being kicked off in the utility room. He looked up in time to see Mitch walk through the door.

Mitch looked up and grinned at him. “Hey stud, how was your day?”

Darrin was floored at his cavalier attitude but decided that he wasn’t going to be made a fool of this time. Nodding at Mitch he issued a non-committal grunt. Mitch looked up, frozen in the middle of arranging his notebooks. After a slight pause, Mitch laid down his materials and walked over, watching as Darrin fried the steak. Reaching up he rubbed between Darrin’s shoulder blades.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Don’t. Just don’t touch me,” said Darrin as he shrugged off the touch.

Mitch grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. His arms waving and their faces inches apart, he started to unload on Darrin.

“What’s your fuckin’ problem? You freaked because you enjoyed last night? Did you not expect to enjoy sex with a man? Are you afraid you’re going to hell now? Is that it! You afraid my touch will somehow spoil you? Come on asshole! Tell me! Man up and just fuckin’ say it!”

Darrin gaped in shock at the tirade; Stunned that Mitch was making the same accusations of him as he had been thinking about Mitch all day. Working his mouth and trying to think of something, Darrin spat out the only thing he could think of,

“You were gone!”

Now it was Mitch’s turn to look shocked. “What?” he said.

“This morning, I woke up, and . . .” Darrin heaved an involuntary sob, “You were gone! And I thought . . . all that things you just said . . . I thought that too.”

Mitch stared at Darrin for several long minutes. Then beginning to laugh he wrapped his arms around Darrin and hugged him tight. Looking into Darrin’s eyes he smiled again.

“I had milk productions today, babe. They started at 5am and I wanted to let you sleep. That’s all it was. That’s why I wasn’t here when you woke up. The crew picked me up at the butt crack of dawn and I’m been there all day.”

“Oh . . .” said Darrin, feeling very foolish. “Then you . . . I mean you didn’t . . . and last night was . . .”

Mitch Escort bayan took Darrin’s chin in his hand and pulled the taller man to him and kissed him gently. Their eyes locking Mitch said “yes, no and last night was amazing. In that order.”

Darrin sorted out the answer and then chuckled. Leaning down he kissed Mitch back and ran his hands over the cowboy standing in front of him.

“I was afraid you were going to be upset and say last night was a mistake and meant nothing.”

“Darrin you are going to have to learn to trust me if this is going to work. God knows I waited long enough for you to make a move. You’ve had me hot under the collar since the first day we met”

“Me! You thought! Me!” said Darrin with a squeal.

“Yes, you. I think the nerdy professor types are hot. I thought maybe you’d make a move after I made you ride against my ass on Storm, but you ran off from the office instead.”

“What? You mean that was all fake!”

“No,” said Mitch, “Well, not the injury. But the part about no heels in Storm’s flanks, that might’ve been me enjoying you hugged up against me.” Mitch smiled at him again. “But right now I’m ripe and need a shower. I’ll be back for that great dinner you are fixin’.”

Darrin muttered something under his breath as he turned back to the food he was cooking.

“What?” said Mitch.

“Nothing . . .”

“Shit Darrin don’t start this crap already. Just tell me what you fuckin’ said!”

He turned to Mitch, a little pissed that he had been called on it. “I said I think you smell great how you are! There, are you happy, yes I’m a perv who likes your stink.”

Mitch smiled and slipped his sweat soaked t-shirt over his head. Darrin reveled in the sight and heady aroma of the damp hairy chest in front of him. Mitch pushed the wadded up shirt into Darrin’s face.

“Is that what you like college? Does my stinky sweat make you horny?”

Darrin inhaled deeply, almost tasting the raw masculine smells coming from the shirt. “Oh god.”

Mitch grabbed Darrin’s crotch and started fondling him while he continued to grind the t-shirt against his face. Quickly Darrin’s cock turned rock hard and Mitch began stroking it through the jeans. Pinned against the counter Darrin moaned and sucked a bit of the shirt into his mouth and began chewing on the sweat soaked cloth.

“Mitch, stop. Fuck, you’re going to make me cum!” Darrin said around the cloth.

Never pausing Mitch replied, “That was what I had in mind.”

Redoubling his efforts he worked over Darrin’s rampant boner as he leaned in and sank his teeth into Darrin’s shoulder. From the violent shudder and the ragged tempo of Darrin’s breathing, he knew it wouldn’t be long now. Squeezing Darrin’s cock with his fingers, Mitch felt the cock under his hand pulse and shoot. Slowly milking Darrin’s cock, he watched in amazement as the shots of ball juice soaked the jeans. Darrin finally opened his eyes and Mitch smiled at the look of amazement in them.

“Shit. I can’t believe you did that.”

“Didn’t like it?” said Mitch with a smirk.

“Oh hell yes I liked it!” Darrin moved forward and grabbed Mitch’s stiff manhood. Mitch kissed Darrin but moved his hand.

“We can work on that later. You needed a tension release now.” said Mitch. “I’m gonna clean up, then eat that great meal you’ve got made, and then we have all night to play!” He squeezed Darrin’s package again, “But don’t change jeans, I like you all drippy.”

Mitch turned and walked into the bathroom. This time leaving the door open, he stripped, tossing his clothes into the corner. As Darrin openly watched him, Mitch glanced back over his shoulder and winked and then wiggled his ass before he stepped into the shower. Darrin smiled and turned back to the food, panicking a little as he realized his ‘preoccupation’ over the last few minutes meant some of the dishes were about to burn.

As Darrin finished making the cream gravy, Mitch walked up behind him, wrapped his arms tight around his chest and pulled him tight. The feel of Mitch’s warm chest felt so right to Darrin. He turned to discover that Mitch was clad only in his white BVD briefs. The combination of his tanned skin and the sparkling white briefs were delicious, not to mention how well it framed his seemingly enormous package. Grabbing Mitch’s ass, he pulled him tight to his body and planted a peck on his lips. Wanting more but not sure how much to push it, Darrin reluctantly separated their lips and looked back into Mitch’s brown eyes.

“Umm, dinner’s fixed.”

Mitch pressed against Darrin in the pretense of looking at the food and ground his crotch against Darrin.

“Looks great! Let’s eat.”

The pair settled around their tiny table and began to devour the meal. Darrin watched in astonishment as Mitch consumed massive quantities of steak and potatoes. When everything had disappeared, Mitch pushed back from the table and smiled over at Darrin. That mischievous grin returned as Mitch gulped air once Bayan escort or twice and then gave out an enormous belch.

“Damn good food!” Mitch said, with a smaller burp.

Darrin laughed at his antics and then leaned over, kissing him on the cheek.

“Go relax, I’ll clean up. One thing about it, there are no leftovers to deal with,” said Darrin with a chuckle.

“Yes dear, your man will go watch sports center while you clean up the kitchen. And if you do a good job maybe later there will be a special treat for you.” Mitch gave Darrin an over-the-top stage wink and then walked the three steps to the couch and flopped down. He gazed out the window, scratching his belly as Darrin finished his cleanup efforts. As he was drying the last dish, Mitch looked over his shoulder at Darrin and smiled.

“Come’er studly.”

Darrin blushed a little at the description but sat down close enough so their hips touched. Mitch smiled at the still wet spot on Darrin’s jeans and ran his hand over it as Darrin squirmed. Mitch raised his arm, laying it across Darrin’s shoulders and relaxed against the couch.

“You know bud. We should talk about last night.” Mitch felt Darrin go rigid under his arm. “Hey! Just relax. I just thought we should talk, just talk. . .” Mitch squeezed his shoulder. “Relax!”

Darrin nodded, his eyes locked onto Mitch. Barely breathing in his terror of what is about to come.

“Well let’s start with, I’m gay. I like dick. I like sex with guys, especially hot professor types.” Mitch winked at Darrin. “Not sure where that puts you, but I just wanted to put it out there.”

Darrin nodded again, thinking that was great news since he had somewhere fallen in love with this man. But he kept his lips sealed as he waited for Mitch to continue.

Mitch lowered his hand, rubbing Darrin’s neck. “So where do you put yourself in the continuum of gay to straight? I mean was last night just curiosity, experimentation, or . . . ”

Darrin focused on his thoughts, all the issues he had survived, and made the decision that he wanted to make an attempt to find the peace he wanted so much. Better than not make the attempt and always wonder. Darrin refocused on Mitch’s eyes, detecting a different kind of concern buried in them.

“Gggay, I’m gay too,” Darrin said, swallowing hard. Grinning shyly he continued, “And I like cock too, especially yours.”

“Oh is that right, College? So the months of peek shows for your benefit did pay off huh?”

Darrin felt the heat rise in his face as he answered, “Yeah Mitch, I think you’re hot. Fuckin’ hot!” Darrin felt his embarrassment peak as even his ears began to burn.

Mitch reached up and toyed with Darrin’s goatee as he spoke. “So what are we here then? Fuckbuddies? Or . . . what?”

Darrin felt trapped, afraid he would answer wrong and lose Mitch. Steeling himself, he gave the truthful answer. “More, more than fuckbuddies. I . . . Yeah, more.”

Mitch beamed at him. “Me too. Me too.”

Mitch pulled his face tight against Darrin’s and kissed him hard, slipping his tongue into the hot mouth under his lips. Finally releasing him, both men gasped for air. Mitch reached up and started unbuttoning Darrin’s shirt, running his hands through the light fur covering Darrin’s chest. Moving his hands he flicked Darrin’s nipples a few times until they were hard and contracted. Opening the final button, he pushed the shirt off Darrin’s shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Leaning in he began nursing each nipple, nipping them with his teeth, caressing each one with his tongue. Mitch enjoyed the sounds coming from his lover, beginning to recognize the signs of Darrin’s pleasure. He stopped and ran his fingers over Darrin’s face and then kissed him again gently.

“So, how was that, babe?” asked Mitch.

Darrin leered at him. “My turn.”

Darrin pulled Mitch toward him, bringing the sexy legs across his until Mitch was seated on his crotch, the sexual tension building. Suddenly hesitant, Darrin looked into Mitch’s eyes.

“I want . . . I’d like to . . .” Darrin said, his words tumbling over each other.

Mitch ran his hand over Darrin’s face. “What babe, what do you want?”

“I want to look at you. I want to taste and touch and lick and experience each inch of you. I know, I sound like a perv. I’m disgusting.” said Darrin with his head turned.

Mitch reached up and turned his head so they were eye to eye again and Mitch smiled his agreement.

“Sounds fucking hot. Enjoy yourself.” He leaned back slightly, lifting his arms to expose his thickly haired armpits as he ground his ass against Darrin.

Darrin leaned forward tentatively, moving his nose closer to Mitch’s damp armpits. He inhaled and was overwhelmed with the faint musk emitted from the thickly forested pits. Losing his self-consciousness, he buried his face in Mitch’s pits, licking and tasting the texture and smell of man as it coated his face. Moving from one to the other Darrin feasted uninhibitedly. escort His hands caressed the man he had ached to touch for almost a year. Running his tongue over Mitch’s chest, he delighted in the flavor of freshly washed man. Mitch released a soft moan as Darrin began to work over his nipples, first one and then the other in a blur of sexual escalation. His hands scurried over Mitch’s muscular back, feeling it ripple as Mitch became more excited. Wishing he could taste that delicious belly fur that was his first peek at Mitch’s fantastic body, he settled for running his fingers through it and tugging gently. Hoping the spell didn’t shatter soon Darrin felt his balls begin to churn as Mitch continued his writhing lap dance.

“Wait. Hang on.” said Mitch, panting.

“What? What’s wrong?”

Mitch kissed Darrin and rubbed his face. “Nothing you goof. I was just getting too close. I think it’s my turn again. What do you think?”

Darrin nodded hesitantly, not certain he wanted Mitch to make a minute inspection of his body. Mitch moved off his lap, his briefs tented by his hard cock as he stood, his cockhead showing clearly through the saturated fabric. Taking Darrin’s hand he pulled him to his feet. Darrin’s cock also strained against the confines of the denim as it tried to rip its way loose.

“Come on stud. Let’s move somewhere more comfortable.”

Mitch pulled him to the bedroom, moving Darrin before him as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking up Mitch cocked his head to one side, catching Darrin’s eyes.

“Darrin, one rule . . . “

Darrin listened intently. Nervous and excited, but worried about what was about to be said.

“If you want something, when we are . . .” Mitch paused for the right words, “Being intimate, ask. If the other one doesn’t want to do it then it’s no big deal. But we can always ask. Alright?”

Darrin nodded in agreement.

“Darrin, I want to undress you, lick you all over and then suck your cock. What’d ya think?”

“Oh fuck . . .”

Mitch chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Oh yes, hell yes!” said Darrin beaming.

Darrin watched as Mitch opened the top button of his jeans, kissing the small patch of skin there. He slowly opened the zipper, working along the top of Darrin’s underwear as he came closer to releasing the snake in Darrin’s jeans. Gripping both sides of the denim, Mitch began to tug them down, chuckling as Darrin’s steel hard cock got tangled. Slowly releasing the trapped dick, he watched the jeans drop, his cock waving in front of Mitch’s face. Helping Darrin out of his socks, Mitch laughed softly as he witnessed the awkward balancing act. Darrin was amazed to see Mitch lift the discarded socks to his face and inhale.

“Very nice.” said Mitch as he inhaled deeply again.

Darrin tensed as Mitch’s face moved closer to his hairy groin. Hearing the swift inhale of Mitch’s breath followed by a wet tongue through his pubic hair Darrin almost unloaded. Continuing his tour of Darrin’s groin, Mitch licked and inhaled the strong scent of cum from Darrin’s earlier load. His legs turned to jelly as Mitch’s hand lightly grazed his nuts. Moaning, his breathing became ragged with need. Feeling Mitch’s hand wrap around his balls, he responded with a loud moan and spread his legs wider. Mitch gripped his hips, pushing Darrin so that his lightly haired ass was facing Mitch, who quickly took advantage of the situation and licked across the cheeks, leaving a swath of liquid fire in his wake.

“AHHHHH SHIT!”

Mitch ran his hand over Darrin’s butt. “You ok up there, stud? Everything good?”

“Ohgodyes. Fuck,” said Darrin with a gasp.

Mitch returned to his methodical tasting of Darrin’s ass as the latticework of licks almost overwhelmed Darrin again and again. Darrin gasped as his ass cheeks were opened and Mitch’s hot tongue flickered just inside. Panting with the anticipation of Mitch’s tongue over his hole, Darrin let out an inadvertent sigh of disappointment when his cheeks are released to close back over his hole. Finally Darrin felt the rough callused hands turn him again so his dripping cock was inches from Mitch’s lips.

“Well stud. I think I’ve done everything I wanted . . . except this.”

Panting with lust Darrin was unable to speak. His entire being centered on those few square inches where his cock extended from his body. Darrin almost drooled with anticipation as he felt Mitch’s hand wrap around his throbbing dick. The electrically charged touch sent Darrin to the edge, his body jerking with convulsions of pleasure.

“Fuck! Close!” said Darrin gasping.

Mitch looked up and smiled as he slipped Darrin’s cock in his mouth, sliding deeper until he felt the tickle of pubic hair against his lips. This was too much for Darrin’s already over-whelmed system, his balls slapping against his distended cum tube as the white hot cum boiled from them. Darrin struggled to pull out but realized that Mitch held his hips tight, pinning Darrin’s crotch against his lips. Waves of pleasure washed over him as his second orgasm of the night began. Looking down, he watched as Mitch swallowed several times, never losing his suction on Darrin’s cock, letting it slip out as it softened in his mouth. Licking the last traces from his full lips, he smiled up at Darrin.

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“When?”

“Less than a month. I’m on the air in 30 days.” she replied.

Greg sat at his desk, staring at her in near-disbelief, twirling a pen through his fingers. The words Shannon had just spoken were still echoing in his head. His face felt flush, and his body felt empty. For the first time since they’d known each other, he had nothing to say. No sarcastic, playfully teasing comments, no subtle compliments, hinting at his hidden affection for her, no discussion of the days’ events. Nothing. Just the now heart-piercing thought of not seeing her again. Ever.

He stood up and walked away from his desk, stifling back emotion, and out of Shannon’s sight without another word.

Shannon Warner had joined the staff of WJF-TV two years ago, moving from a small market in Montana. She had graduated near the top of her class at Indiana University, and after bouncing around through some smaller market stations for a few years, she ended up at WJF, one of the most desired broadcasting gigs on the East Coast. She was 26 years old, and was somewhat petite. She was charming, disarmingly intelligent, and stunningly beautiful. Greg had told her once that she possessed the kind of beauty that causes men to have traffic accidents. Her light brown skin was nearly flawless, and Greg had examined every visible inch of it he could. Her hair was brown with highlights, flowing past her shoulders. The only thing that could brighten a room more than her brown eyes was her smile.

She was not just the most beautiful black woman he’d ever seen; she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Period. Her body was sculpted from her dedication to exercise. Shannon worked the morning shift, so she had to get up every day at 2:30a. She was usually leaving the station by 1p, after having lunch with Greg and some of the rest of the staff, and she made her way either to the gym, or to the closest running path. Running had tightened her buttocks up to be quite shapely, and her legs were toned and strong. She also had great endurance from it. Her personal life had suffered, however, since taking this job. Her weekday hours didn’t leave much room for a love life, and her weekends were originally reserved for herself, although she eventually wanted to find time to spend with Greg, also. She enjoyed his company, and he was never anything less than a gentleman to her.

Greg Davis had worked at WJF for about 6 years, and was head of their I.T. department. When he had arrived, their department was about 5 years behind the technology curve. Through his efforts, not only were they ahead of it, they were considered a measuring stick for information technology within the broadcast industry. He was a good looking man, in his late 20s, standing 6 feet tall, with light brown hair and green eyes. He was also a runner, and he and Shannon often spent time training together. They had trained for and competed in several 10K races together. They had spent weekends together running errands, and watching football. Shannon loved to wear Greg’s football jerseys. She would help herself to changing into them when at his house, and she’d even kept a few of them. Once, Shannon chose to get particularly comfortable, and had removed all of her clothing, and changed into a jersey. She changed back into her clothes before she left, and once she’d left, Greg draped the jersey over his face while he masturbated, to enhance the experience with her scent. He didn’t wash the jersey for days, until the scent had vanished. Simply put, Greg and Shannon had become fast friends upon her arrival from Montana.

Greg had developed what was, at first, a small crush on Shannon. As the months went by, Greg found himself more and more infatuated with her. He would watch Shannon’s broadcasts before going to work himself. Often he would be so aroused just at the sight of her, he would masturbate before he got into the shower. Once, he was so excited by talking to her at the station, he made the 30-minute trip home just to jack off, then he would return to work. He fantasized daily about being with her, and now he’s learned that she will be moving away in less than a month.

Greg and Belek escort Shannon couldn’t have been more different. She loved fine dining, and exotic cuisine, he liked to order pizza or Chinese take-out. She enjoyed reading biographies on historical figures, he rarely picked up a book unless it was technical in nature. She enjoyed jazz and the theater, he never missed a rerun of “Married With Children”. Their friendship was a mystery even to them, and they often joked about it.

Shannon waited for a few minutes, collected her thoughts, and then walked around the station looking for Greg. She eventually tracked him down outside. When she sat next to him, it was clear he was still upset.

“I’m sorry.” She began, placing her hand on his leg. “I wanted to tell you first, after I turned in my resignation. This is a great opportunity for me, and I get to go home. Right now, being near my home is more important than the career booster WJF can offer me. Please tell me you understand.”

Greg collected himself, and replied. “I do, Shannon. I really do. I guess I’d just taken for granted that you would always be here. I’ve loved spending time with you. ”

“…and me with you. You were my first friend here, and you’re still my closest.”

Greg sighed, and appreciated the effort that Shannon was putting forth, but that didn’t negate the fact that she was leaving in a few weeks. She wrapped her arms around him to hug him. “Let’s make these next few weeks special, OK? I promise that my final night here will be with you. I want it to be a night neither of us will forget.”

The weeks passed by quickly, and Greg and Shannon spent every bit of time together that they could. He had considered telling her how he felt about her, but chose to keep his thoughts hidden away. His two-year friendship with Shannon had been better than any committed relationship he’d been in and he didn’t want to damage anything by revealing his inner thoughts that she might not share. There had been an obvious change in their friendship since she told him she was leaving. It was an uneasiness that had never been there before. Time was running out for Greg, and he hadn’t decided what to do regarding his feelings for Shannon.

Shannon approached Greg’s desk early the morning of her final broadcast for WJF’s morning news show.

“Hi there.”

“Hey.”, he responded, without looking up from his desk.

“I just signed off for the final time this morning. Felt kind of weird.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you mad at me, Greg?”

“No.”

Shannon paused for a moment, then placed one finger on Greg’s cheek, turning him up to face her. His eyes spoke volumes to her about the way he was feeling today.

“I still can’t believe you’re leaving in two days.” he began with obvious sadness in his voice. “My time with you wasn’t nearly long enough. I’ve thought in my mind over and over of all the days or minutes I could have spent time with you, and chose to do something else. I’m sorry for that.”

Shannon began to smile at him. “Greg, you have a life. I don’t want you to feel obligated to me for anything.”

“I like being obligated to you. More often than not, that means I get to see you.”

Shannon thought for a moment, then came up with an idea. “Tell you what. I won’t be here tomorrow because I have to help the movers at my apartment. Why don’t you come by my place about eight? We can go have dinner together. I promised you my final night here, and I meant it. Please?”

Greg accepted her offer. He wanted to spend as much time with her as he could before her departure, and had already looked forward to visiting her. He had even fantasized about having his way with her that final night. He was still afraid that the wrong move would destroy their friendship, so decided that dinner would probably be where it ended.

Shannon never bothered to look for a house while she was here. She always knew that getting to a station near her home was her ultimate goal. She didn’t want to have the kind of financial commitment that a house required if she was planning on moving soon, anyway. She had spent the Belek escort bayan better part of the day wrapping, packing, taping, sweating, and directing the movers. She was exhausted, but was excited by the thought of Greg’s visit soon. She jumped in the shower, bathed, then got out and dried herself. The shower was enough to re-energize her, and to prepare for Greg’s arrival.

Shannon sat alone on the floor of her empty apartment. All of her furniture was already on it’s way to it’s new home, and her SUV was completely packed with what was left. She glanced at her watch, and it was rapidly approaching 8. She was growing nervous, but excited nonetheless. She began to think that this should have taken place much sooner than now. All of the lights were shut off, and the only illumination came from the rapidly decreasing sunlight outside.

The knock came at 8:01p. No turning back now, she thought to herself. No need to. I want this.

“Come in.”

The door eased open, and Greg immediately locked eyes with Shannon. He found her sitting naked and alone, on a blanket in the center of her apartment floor. What was left of the natural light beaming in from the outside silhouetted her, almost artistically. Her body faced the door, although she sat with her legs bent so as to strategically cover her breasts, with her arms wrapped around her bent legs. She looked almost childlike, nervous and uncertain.

Greg was speechless for the first time since she told him she was leaving. He was unsure whether to turn his eyes away, or to pounce on her. Without taking his eyes away from her, he closed the door behind him, and locked it.

“Hello.”, he said. After that word, he wasn’t sure what to say.

“Hi.”

“What is this?”

“I think it’s time we make this friendship complete, Greg. I know you’ve wanted me for a long time. What you might not know is that I want you as well. I’ve thought about it for a long time. I’ve seen you so many times, and just wanted to take you, but I was afraid of our friendship being sacrificed for it. I may not see you again after tonight, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to live my life with the regret of not having been with you.”

Greg stood motionless and silent, absorbing her words. Shannon relaxed her legs, and leaned back on her hands, exposing her breasts to him. He could also now see clearly between her legs.

“In other words, Greg…get over here and fuck me.”

Greg kicked his shoes off, and began to undress. He fell to the floor and quickly made his way to her lips, and they kissed for the very first time. She began helping Greg remove his clothing. He had worn a green, casual button-up shirt, and before he could unbutton it, Shannon was tearing it off of him. Buttons flew randomly throughout the room. Their lips were still locked together when Greg’s hand made its way to her breast. She reacted with delight at the first touch, and her nipple hardened in the palm of his hand. He continued to massage her right breast as Shannon began to unbutton his pants.

His cock almost jumped out on its own once the pants were unzipped. Shannon immediately took it into her hands, and began to stroke his nearly hardened 8 inches. Her touch alone almost sent him into an early climax. Greg had dreamed of this from the moment they had met, and never imagined that it would come to pass. He was now finally with the one woman he’d wanted more than any other in his life. She smelled amazing to him, and her lips tasted even more incredible than she smelled. He was ready to taste her skin.

Greg began to kiss her neck as she held him close to her. Her beautiful dark skin was silk-like to the touch. He wanted to devour her. He was beginning to feel two years of attraction, lust, and frustrations reaching their peak. She smelled amazing to him, and his senses began to kick into overdrive. Both of them began to breathe harder and harder. He lay back to the floor with her, continuing to kiss her. She continued to stroke his cock slowly, imagining taking it into her mouth. Greg began to wriggle out of his pants.

They stopped kissing long enough Escort Belek to look into each other’s eyes, and without speaking, they each knew what the other was thinking — what were we waiting for? Their lips locked again as Shannon pulled Greg’s underwear down to his knees.

Greg began to kiss his way down to Shannon’s breasts. Her nipples were hard and waiting for his mouth when he put it on them. Shannon reacted with delight as Greg began to suck on her breasts while his hand moved between her legs. He could feel the moisture on his hands as his fingers located her clitoris. He began to massage it, listening to her moans.

“Yes, baby…just like that”, she instructed her new playmate. She was lying flat on her back, legs open, at the mercy of her lover.

Greg repositioned himself to put his face between her legs. While hardly missing a beat, he buried his tongue inside of her, tickling her clit with his tongue. She reached down and grabbed his hair, yelling the entire time.

“YES! YES!! OH, BABY, MAKE ME COME!”, she cried out, desperately wanting to come all over his face. Her moans echoed loudly throughout the barren apartment. Greg slid two fingers inside of her wet slit and began to pound them in and out of her with fury. Shannon could feel a fierce orgasm igniting inside of her, only seconds away. Greg began licking even faster now, jerking his head back and forth and pounding his fingers away inside of her with jackhammer-like intensity. Even before she could realize it, she began to squirt her appreciation all over Greg’s face. Shannon came with more fervor than she ever had before. She had never ejaculated before. The look on her face was somewhere between shock, ecstasy, and embarrassment. Greg was wiping his face and licking his hands when she spoke.

“I…. I’m sorry. That’s never happened before.”

“Are you kidding?! I loved it!” He gently pushed her back to the floor, and grabbed his cock to put inside of her. He slid inside of her easily, as she was wet with her own juices, as well as the saliva from Greg’s mouth. They both moaned loudly as he entered her, and began to thrust inside of the tightest pussy he’d ever felt. He felt incredible inside of her. She hadn’t been with anyone since they met, and in some ways, was holding out for him. Their moment had finally arrived, and she was reveling at him pumping inside of her. She looked up at him, mouth open for air, grunting and breathing heavily. She began to move her hips in time with his, pulling him as deep inside of her as she could.

Greg was assailing her pussy with pleasure. He had fantasized of this for two years, masturbating at the thought of it on numerous occasions. Now here he was inside of her, ready to explode. Her tender flesh felt amazing wrapped around his shaft, and he wanted to do whatever it took to please her. Sweat rolled off of his face onto her body, making her glisten even more in the moonlight that was now beaming through the windows.

He felt himself about to erupt. He pumped until the final second, when he pulled out and watched his cum explode all over her sculpted body. It almost seemed to glow against her darker complexion. Shannon began to smear the creamy substance into her skin as she sat up, and took his cock into her mouth, sucking out the final drops with animalistic intensity. Greg stroked her hair as she finished her meal, then kissed her way upwards to his mouth. They kissed again, and looked at one another.

Simultaneously, they began to speak. They each then, stopped, and Greg nodded to her to begin.

“Don’t ever make me wait for something again.” Those words rang in Greg’s head for a moment, with the realization that Shannon would be leaving for Indiana at dawn.

The next day, Greg began his job search in the state of Indiana. Within a few weeks, he had found a job that he wanted, and made his plans to move to the Midwest to be with Shannon. She had settled in nicely in her home state, but had fantasized about Greg almost continuously. When he finally arrived at her home, she opened the door, naked, and didn’t say a word. She led him to the bedroom, undressing him the whole time. She threw him on the bed, and just before she took his cock in her mouth, she said to him, “I told you not to make me wait for anything. What took you so long?”

She smiled at him, and took him in her mouth. Greg rolled his eyes back, and was in heaven.

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This chapter is only to set the stage. Actual events start from the next chapter. This story is based on real incidents with some fiction for flavour. Please give your valuable feedback

All Characters are over 18 years of age

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Sundar was from a rural part of southern India. He joined a college in a big city which was far from home. He stayed in the college hostel like most Indian students. To avoid ragging by seniors, the first year students were made to stay in separate hostel building. The seniors hostel was separated from juniors hostel by a play ground in between.

Sundar was a feminine looking boy. He was slightly chubby but not fat. He had a round girl like ass. He also had slightly long hair. He had very little facial and body hair. His hip swayed when he walked. He talked like a girl with slightly exaggerated expressions. His voice was also high pitched. Because of all this he was always made fun of by his friends. They called him a trans. But he did not mind being insulted. He actually felt that the embarrassment was turning him on.

Because of the separate hostels the ragging was less severe. But seniors caught hold of the juniors quite often and made them do small chores like buying things, writing an assignment for them,etc. Since this was way less ragging than the previous Alanya escort years, juniors did not mind and they obeyed the seniors to keep a good rapport. Nonetheless no junior dared to make a complaint to the authorities.

Among the juniors Sundar could draw very nicely and had a great handwriting. Most seniors used him specifically for their assignment works. Sundar was more than obedient to finish them. His excessively submissive nature made his friends make more fun of him. They insulted him saying he had no balls. As the junior year was almost nearing its end Sundar’s humiliation progressed to physical from verbal. Guys started tickling him or pinching his butt because he was very ticklish and he squealed like a girl when he was pinched or tickled. Often they made him wear a skirt and dance like a girl which he secretly loved. He enjoyed being humiliated like that

But one day they caught hold of him and spanked his ass thoroughly to watch him squirm. Although it was on his clothes, the pain was severe. Sundar loved all the verbal humiliation but he was not pain tolerant. The spanking incident made him really angry and he decided he was not going to let anyone take advantage of him anymore. On the same day when he was coming back from college, one senior caught hold of him. This Alanya escort bayan guy was actually very polite and asked Sundar if its ok to give his assignment to him. He needed it finished urgently as he had to submit it in two weeks time to get permitted for the exams. Sundar was lost in thought and pain and he took the notebooks without saying anything and came to his hostel room. That evening he was not able to sit because of the pain. He decided to put an end for all his problems. When he was thinking about what he should do he saw the senior’s notebooks in front of him. He decided to do the one thing that all others were scared to do. To make a complaint of ragging to the authorities. He knew after that no one would trouble him.

The next day morning he went to the principal’s office, gave the notebooks and gave a written complaint on the senior. His name was Dev. After the complaint Dev was called for an enquiry and he was suspended for a week. He was disbarred from the hostel and warned to be dismissed from the college if there was one more complaint on him. Sundar saw Dev leaving the place in tears. This news spread fast in both the hostels. Seniors stopped asking help from juniors. And all his class mates were shocked that Sundar would do something like this. They now hated Sundar Escort Alanya for spoiling the smooth relation between the juniors and seniors. They stopped talking to him. He never really had any friends, only those who made fun of him. Now no one even talked to him.

Almost ten days went by. Sundar was now a social outcast in the hostel. There were only a few days before the study holidays began. Few guys already left the hostel to go home to study, but Sundar was among the others who decided to stay back in the hostel during the holidays. When he reached his room after college, he saw an envelope delivered to his room underneath the door. He opened it. It was an order for him to vacate his room and move to the seniors hostel, to enable using the holidays to make the room ready for the next set of juniors. He thought everyone in his hostel got a similar order, but he was shocked to know that he was the only one who got it. The order also specified that he had only one day’s time to move his things. It said his room would be locked after one day and he would have to pay a fine if he had not vacated by then. He was confused but did not have time to think. He packed all this things. No one in the hostel came to help him. He carried all his things alone and went to the seniors hostel. When he entered the place, everyone there looked at him with a slight anger and disgust. He carried his things to the designated new room. The room was open and empty. He kept his things in the room and laid down on the bed. He immediately slept as he was tired from carrying all the things and walking.

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We didn’t get together again for a few days. Karen had been out with Kevin a couple of times and I saw Ginny on Saturday night. Ginny was still reluctant, scared I think, to have sex but was willing to not only give me an occasional blowjob but to let me finger her to orgasm. At least I was making progress on that front.

Sunday night had me in my room getting things ready for another week at Uni. I had my laptop going and I was putting the final touches on an email which was to carry my latest interpretive essay on the war of 1812 logistics to my professor. It wasn’t due till Thursday but it had been my experience that he was a lot more lenient marking early submittals. Just as I pushed the send button Karen came through the interconnecting bathroom into my bedroom.

“Yo bro! How’s it going?” As was her routine. she was wearing a loose-fitting wife beater shirt and a snug pair of almost transparent pale blue panties. As always, she looked good.

“Fine here. How are things going with you and Kevin?”

“Well, he hasn’t gotten into my ass yet if that’s what you’re asking?”

I had that in the back of my mind but thought better of asking the question directly. I moved over a little giving her room to sit and then lay herself on my bed. She was looking at my laptop and asked: “What-cha doing?”

I showed her that I had my Uni email account open and that I also had my essay open in the word processor application. She politely pretended to be interested before asking:” Got a lot left to do tonight?”

I told her that I was just about done and only really needed to close out the apps.

“Then what?”

I asked the same question: “Then what?”

“Talk for a while?”

“OK by me.” I lowered the cover on the laptop and slid it onto my night table: “What’s the subject tonight?”

Karen knew how to get my undivided attention when she wanted to. She rolled over onto her tummy and lifted my hand putting it directly onto her beautiful bubble butt: “What’s next on the list of getting me ready for anal?”

I almost blacked out from the massive diversion of blood from my brain directly to my cock. As usual, I started to tent out my Jockeys. Karen had that smug look on her face as she looked down my front confirming that I was, in fact, paying attention to her. “Well, before we move on sticking things up your ass, how about looking at an interesting video that I found about a girl who, like you, wants to try anal sex?”

“Yes! I’d really like to see that. Can you put it onto your laptop?”

I agreed and we were soon watching this young woman and a camera operator doing normal sex. She was kinda kneeling on the end of a bed with her upper body propped up on what looked like three or more pillows. The camera guy was standing on the floor fucking her at a moderate pace while the girl was chatting casually to him. They were using multiple cameras and split screens since we could see the girls face from the front and the cameraman from the side as well as close ups of his cock going into her by his hand-held camera. She told him that she wanted to try taking it up her ass which caused the camera guy to pull out of her pussy. He picked up some lube from somewhere, applied it to her asshole and his cock and then proceeded to push himself, slowly, into her ass.

The expression on the girls’ face turned from expectant to attentive to discomfort in just a few seconds. The guy pushed himself a couple of inches into her and stopped; likely allowing her time to adjust to the intrusion. After a couple of moments, he started to push in a little further but the girl seemed to be in serious discomfort. He stopped again but, after a few more moments, she said that it ‘really hurt’ and would he ‘please take it out’. He withdrew and the girl slowly got up holding her hand over her recently invaded orifice.

The girl walked naked around the motel room talking to the camera Escort Bayan guy. They discussed what they were doing and her curiosity about the act. Finally, the girl decided to ‘give it one more try, and got back on the bed with her torso on the pillows. The camera guy applied more lube to her using what looked like an adult size ear syringe. More lube went on his cock and he was soon aligning himself for a second insertion.

The girl had a more determined look on her face as the camera guy began to enter her once again. She grimaced, frowned, showed wide-eyed shock and finally resignation as his cock slowly regained its former position in her rectum. A couple of additional pushes had him just about all the way in while the girl continued to stare into the camera with only a slightly uncomfortable expression. Then the fucking began.

After the first few long strokes the camera guy seemed to establish a rhythm. The girl reached back grabbing his one free arm (The other one was still holding a camera) and brought his hand around to her pussy. Once he started fingering her pussy, she started to rock her hips and they were doing the deed together. Her facial expression soon turned to a ‘surprised that it felt good’ look which included a little smile. They fucked on for a few minutes before the sound of the camera guy’s breathing indicated that something was going to happen. A close up of his cock showed it pulsing while he voiced a low moan. The girl’s face showed a wide-eyed happy expression as she looked directly into the camera while taking a load up the ass.

The camera then showed his cock being pulled back out of her ass and the ensuing leakage of cum that followed. The girl was happy that she had ‘finally done it’ and the camera man was less committal only offering her the advice that she should go into the bathroom and ‘push that cum out of your ass’.

I turned the video off at that point not needing to see the girl sitting on the toilet. Karen was still looking at the laptop screen after it went to black. She finally looked up at me: “Just like that, they did it without all the stretching and preparations?”

I told her that it certainly appeared so but we couldn’t be certain since it was only a video. For all I knew, she could have been a regular anal enthusiast and only claimed to be apprehensive for the sake of the video.

Karen wasn’t so sure: “Her asshole looked tight to me. I think that if she was a pro that it would be a little ‘looser’, if you know what I mean.”

I understood but remained uncommitted. I closed up the laptop again and slid it back onto the table. Karen rolled back onto her tummy and when I turned myself to face her, I put my hand back onto her butt: “Wait a minute.”

I pulled my hand back. Karen got up off the bed, stripped down her panties then stepped out of them. She put herself back down as she was before and said: “OK now put your hand back.”

Her naked butt felt as good as ever. I gently massaged her luscious cheeks as we continued to talk.

“So, you think that just going for it would work?”

I wasn’t expecting that: “No, I just thought that you might like to see that video, that’s all.”

“But he went into her without any real preparation.”

“Other than just fucking her.”

“Oh yeah, he was doing that.” She thought about something for a couple of minutes before saying: “I have an idea.”

She was up, into her room and back in less than a minute. When she returned, I could see the half tube of JY in her hand. She handed me the lube and sat herself on the bed: “Ok, you put a little of this onto me and then put your pinky into me. This is for you to judge how tight I am. Then I will do the same.”

“You’re going to put your pinky into me?”

“No, silly. I will put my pinky into me just to see the same thing as you, understand?”

I nodded my understanding.

“Then we Bayan escort fuck, just like in that video. Then we check me for tightness again.”

I was already liking the idea but had one question: “Just like in that movie? We’ll need more pillows.”

She was gone and back in almost the same time. I now had a total of four pillows on my bed.

“Help me figure out how she had them arranged.”

We stacked the pillows near the edge of my bed. Somehow it didn’t look right so we moved them to the foot of the bed. They looked better there. Karen got up kneeling on the very edge while placing her torso on top of the pillows. Four were too much; she felt like she might roll off to the side. We removed one pillow, tried again before she declared it ‘perfect’.

“How are we going to do the test?”

“C-mon Jimmy. You know, your cock in my pussy then we fuck.”

“All-right, let’s not start that game again. I meant the tightness test. Kneeling, standing what?”

“It’s got to be some way that I can reach easily. Maybe standing?”

“Ok by me. Let me know when you’re ready.”

Karen turned her back to me and leaned forward a little: “I’m ready. Now, just your pinky, ok?”

I agreed. I put a modest blob of the JY onto my right pinky before moving close behind her. Karen reached back with both hands and separated her butt cheeks. I carefully put the tip of my pinky on her asshole and twisted it a little to spread the lube. With my other hand on her hip, I pushed my pinky into her asshole up to the first knuckle. She was really tight: “Are you clenching?”

“Just a little; wait, there, can you feel the difference?”

I could, but she was still pretty tight. I carefully removed my pinky and wiped the lube off with a Kleenex. Karen turned to face me before reaching behind herself with her hands. I couldn’t see what she was doing but she soon stopped moving and looked me straight in the eye: “You’re right, I’m pretty tight.” She used a Kleenex for the same purpose.

Karen was about to get back up onto the bed when she stopped: “Wait, please go wash your hands before you touch me down there.” That made sense so I took my dirty pinky into the bathroom and washed it. When I went back in, I thought: ‘What about her finger?’

She was already kneeling in position when I got there. I decided to move on with the fucking and not quibble over things like that.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Loosen me up.”

I moved up behind her. I first just admired her beauty and then smelled her arousal. There was still a little lubricant remaining on her asshole but it was the natural lubrication on her pussy that was attracting me. My rock-hard cock was pointing to where it wanted to go. I moved closer and ran my cock head up and down through her moist slit until it centered itself on her opening. A little push had me half way in. Before I pushed the rest of the way in, I remembered the discomfort that she had felt when I fucked her while she had knelt on our parents’ bed: “Don’t let me hurt you like this.”

“Just go slowly, I’ll let you know.”

I reached around her hip putting my hand down into her crotch. Her clit was well distended and I started applying gentle massage as I started some slow-easy strokes of my own. I was soon well seated inside her and, without hearing objection, started with a few longer strokes and even a couple of ‘all the way in pushes.’ Still no indication of discomfort; apparently this position moved things around internally getting the sensitive parts out of the way.

Karen was rocking her hips in time with my thrusts and we were enjoying a leisurely fuck.

I wanted to hold out until she had a good orgasm but the pressure was building rapidly in my balls. I increased the rubbing on her clit until she said: “Not so hard, I’m getting close.”

That was good news! I kept my cock sliding in and out of her at Escort a moderate pace waiting for her to peak. After another minute or so the signs started to appear. Her hips were rocking more energetically, her breathing changed from deep to short gasps and she started to moan a little. Karen went over the edge and I could feel her whole underside throb around my cock. I snuck a peek down and could see her asshole pulsing. It looked like it was moving in and out in time with her other parts. She had a nice long cum while she pressed herself back against me and I was just about there myself. I slowed to nearly stopped while she enjoyed the aftermath and we were soon almost still with my cock deep inside her. Karen lifted her head: “Did you cum?”

“No, not yet. I was waiting for you.”

“Can you do that thing where you put yourself at my asshole when you cum? That was really neat and, if you hadn’t noticed, it made me cum again.”

I promised to try. I resumed the fucking with some long strokes but, as usual, the short fast strokes soon overtook me. At the last moment I pulled back grabbing my cock and pointing it at her asshole. The first squirt of cum shot out hitting the target. I pushed forward as the next couple of spasms seemed to give Karen her wish. I had a good cum but, when I looked down, the head of my cock was almost all the way into her asshole. The ridge at the bottom of the head was just about even with the outside edge of her opening. That meant that at least the head was more in than out. I must have put most of my load of cum into her bowels!

“What just happened? Was that you or me? I felt a throbbing back there, I’ve never felt that before.”

I couldn’t explain it. As I pulled back, I could see her asshole covered in cum but with just maybe a tiny opening at the center. Was she open? Did I really just shoot cum into my sisters’ ass? As I looked, the oozing cum seemed to stop and what I thought was an opening seemed to close up: “I don’t know. I just might have.”

Karen got up off the bed and faced me. Her expression was both surprise and elation. She kissed my lips: “I think we succeeded in getting some of your stuff inside me.” She reached back, apparently retesting her tightness. Her eyebrows went up and she smiled: “Definitely looser, feel”

With that, she turned around presenting her butt to me. I didn’t hesitate for a second. My little finger went in, without much resistance, up to the second knuckle. I withdrew it: “Definitely looser!”

She was smiling and obviously very happy: “We did it, next step all the way in!”

I was a little more cautious: “Did it hurt?”

“Not at all. In fact, I kinda liked it.”

“You do know that it was only just the tip of the head that was in you, right?”

“Isn’t that as big as the rest of it?”

“Maybe in diameter. But there was still all the rest of my cock on the outside. It might be different if we tried to stuff that into you.”

Karen thought about that for a couple of seconds before agreeing: “Well, maybe so. The part that didn’t go in was actually most of it. But we did make some headway, right?”

“Headway? Are you sure that you want to use that word?”

She giggled at that: “Am I supposed to go ‘push the cum out of me’ like in the video?”

“At the very least you should wash your hands and maybe ‘wipe up’ the scene of the crime.”

We spent the next few minutes returning the pillows, lube and discarded clothing to her room. After that, she closeted herself in the bathroom for a few minutes. I had gotten into bed thinking that she was done for the night. Soon enough, the door opened again and she came into my room to kiss me goodnight.

I asked her if there was any discomfort ‘back there’?

She said no. She felt fine and was ready for bed. She only had one additional request.

“Ok, what else can I do for you?”

She got really serious, looked me in my eyes: “Let’s set a date that we will do full anal. Ok?”

I was stunned but agreed. I suggested that we look at the calendar and figure something out tomorrow after dinner. That plan was ‘just fine’ with her. I didn’t sleep well that night/.

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Huge Exhibitionist Party Ch. 02

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Continuing with exhibitionist party story. All characters are over 18 years old…

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One morning before breakfast, I was in the kitchen preparing food with Keiko when Melody and Sara lazily sauntered in and jumped up to a seat on the counter across the kitchen. We were all nude, as usual, while I turned to admire Sara’s gravity-defying tits perform one heavy bounce in rhythm to her jump onto the counter. And as both girls have obviously abandoned all modesty, they sit on the counter with their legs comfortably apart, giving me a clear view of their tight, smooth and very pink pussy lips. I can’t help but excuse myself around the corner, saying I needed something out of the pantry, but really just getting out of view of the three women so I could give my dick a good hard squeeze and tug.

It was already mid-morning, but after a late night the girls were cursing the two maids for making too much noise and waking them, and even on a day they usually don’t show up. There was usually a trio of female maids that normally clean on Wednesdays only, but one of the girls was off that week, so I agreed to let two of them clean on that Tuesday and Friday. All three of the maids, Carmen, Daniela and Lucia were from Cuba, and spoke limited English. Carmen and Lucia were in their late twenties and Daniela was in her early twenties.

As my usual, my thoughts drifted to the nudie potential of these three Latinas during their job interview. They were all decent looking, but not spectacular, and very far removed from the Latin hotties that paraded through the South Beach clubs. But even though I didn’t have a burning desire to see them naked, they did seem to be hip enough for audience potential in our home full of exhibitionists. The three agreed to clean the house two mornings per week, even after Keiko and I hinted that we had a “relaxed” dress code. Only the younger Daniela seemed to understand enough English to get the hint, coyly cracking a mischievous little smile. And without fully divulging her realization, she quickly agreed for all three that they would take the job.

The three cleaning ladies were definitely surprised though when they showed up the second week to find our entire family walking around completely nude, totally casual and care free. We just went on about our business, not even asking if the maids were uncomfortable with boobs and dicks gyrating freely in the house and backyard.

The three maids were very adept at averting their gaze towards us, especially if a dick flopped by. As they usually cleaned in the morning, they didn’t see any real sex play going on, which usually starts in the afternoons. Although they did on occasion see some morning wood from us guys just waking up, which always seemed to embarrass them to no end.

But one balmy morning Christine and I were the only ones in the house, catching up on some work. She hadn’t been by for a few weeks, so my pent up lust for her was obvious when my dick rose instantly to attention at seeing her bottomless at my front door. When we worked, Christine always stood at the big office table, leaning over the myriad of papers. I always enjoyed seeing those big, pendulous boobs swipe across the table, and lusting at her heart-shaped ass that she kept rhythmically swaying back and forth.

We took frequent breaks that morning, for me to gorge on her soft pussy, or to feel her pouty mouth around my erect dick. We really didn’t care if the maids saw us, as half of the fun was performing for an audience. The maids were doing their thing as usual, but seemed to be following us around, taking long glances at Christine and I, while whispering between each other. Christine soon had that look in her eye, wanting to put on a real exhibition, so she excitedly pulled me down the hall and found the three maids cleaning the front living room.

She bounced through the living room, playfully swinging that shapely ass and tossing her long, silky black hair on her way to the stereo system across the big, sunshine-filled room. My CD collection and stereo system was in a shelved display unit close to the floor. Most people would have just squat down to sift through the music collection. But Christine was being true to her character, and the sexy minx bent all the way over from her hips, keeping her legs straight and spread enough so she was fully displaying her womanhood for me and the three stunned maids.

She used her legendary flexibility to keep her ass high in the air while swaying it seductively back and forth to the rhythm of a song she was humming. As she frantically tried to find the CD containing the song in her head, we could all easily see her engorged pussy lips as they glistened in a sunbeam. The scene was mesmerizing to the extreme. I glanced over toward Carmen, Daniela and Lucia, delighted to see their shocked and amazed reaction. They tried hard to avert their gaze toward Christine, but were overcome by the memorizing scene and became powerless to turn away.

The two older maids Kumköy escort glanced nervously my direction every few seconds, seemingly to gauge my reaction and probably hoping I would put a stop to the debauchery. But intertwined within those scornful glances, I detected a slight childish giggle. After a few cycles of this, the scorn seemed to begin subsiding, replaced with an obvious sexual eagerness and wide-eyed roaming up and down my tanned, naked body, eagerly on display for the four admiring ladies.

I suspected their conservative upbringing in Cuba was contributing to a powerful moral conflict, as I suspected none of them had ever seen such a raunchy display of hairless pussy lips and engorged cock out in the open. Daniela though was transfixed on Christine’s swaying ass, not appearing to be shocked at all, but instead, appeared to be shyly envious. I would’ve loved to have been privy to her thoughts at that moment. But as I would discover later, she was eager with desire to do something like that. Her taught Latin body was flush with raging hormones, just waiting to break free from her highly-religious, prudish upbringing.

Christine started the music and began to perform a sexy little dance, swinging her hips seductively and kneading her voluptuous globes. I casually looked down to check if I was becoming erect and realized that I had been stroking my dick, probably for some time, obviously unaware of my actions, but eager and ready to slide into Christine’s sumptuous pussy. But I would have to wait a little longer, for she was just getting started with her little tease performance. She danced around the big room, jiggling, squeezing, groping and spreading every part of her sexy body. I joined in the chase, and took every opportunity to show off to our three spellbound guests. To say the room was scorching hot was a gross understatement.

The memorized Daniela was beside herself with lust, watching Christine and I romp around. The girl was sweating profusely and her nipples were poking through her bra and heavy shirt like bullets. I stopped dancing a few times and posed inches from her, as I gyrated my fully-erect dick for her as if it was a sword in battle. Christine also teased the poor maid, exhibiting with confidence and offering plenty of revealing views of her hairless pussy. Daniela was about to burst.

Christine then struck a pose in the middle of the room, bent over from the waist again and parted her legs wide. I made my approach, but was stopped mere inches from her glistening pussy. The lovely Christine, who was always in control, motioned toward Daniela with a look of both empathy of her frustration and also encouragement to take the next step. It was obvious what Daniela really wanted to do, but her moral conflict had a tight hold on her modesty. But Christine’s encouragement and acceptance gave Daniela the strength to release her inhibitions.

Then, without hesitation, she stripped her clothes off her sweaty body and ceremoniously threw each piece as far away from her as she could. She was shaking like a leaf from the flood of emotions washing over her, but she did it. Waving off protests from Carmen and Lucia the whole time, she stood naked and proud. Her nipples were noticeably big and hard. I also assumed that her pussy was probably dripping wet by now, although hidden behind a very hairy bush. She had a skinny, but still very curvy body, sporting a sizable set of perky c-cup tits. I was pleasantly impressed with what she was hiding under those baggy clothes. I was sure hoping she would continue being nude, possibly even while she cleans our house twice a week.

The newest nudie watched intently as the show resumed. Christine backed into me, burying my purple-headed monster deep into her slippery pussy. Daniela had one hand furiously diddling her crotch while the other hungrily groped her tits, as she intently watched Christine and I fuck. We fucked until we both collapsed in ecstasy, smiling at our appreciative audience the whole time.

With the show over, the older maids, Carmen and Lucia slowly regained their composure and walked hurriedly down the hall, muttering something in Spanish in decidedly judgmental tones. After a few minutes of girl chat, Daniela gave Christine a big hug, thanked her profusely, and skipped down the hall, still naked.

Later that morning, Christine and I were back working in the office, when she caught a glimpse of the three maids walking past the hall door. Gaining my attention, my naked coworker said, “Wow, did you see that! It looks like Daniela is still naked, but I thought I saw another naked ass run by. You don’t think… na, it couldn’t be. Let’s go check it out.” I followed Christine, in full chase, down the long hall and into the kitchen. We rounded the corner, and sure enough, Carmen and Lucia were as naked as Daniela. There were three sets of boobs jiggling away, as the curvy Latin maids busily wiped down the counters. Daniela, beaming with pride at her accomplishment, Kumköy escort bayan explained how she convinced Carmen and Lucia to stop resisting and follow the house rules.

Every week after that the three maids did all their cleaning fully nude. Daniela was the boldest, her enthusiasm fueling her newfound freedom. She was a delight to watch, coming up with very creative ways to use her cleaning tools as sexual props. I would often take a break from working just to locate her broom and take a long whiff of pussy scent that always coated the handle. But my favorite trick was how she integrated her perky C-cups into her cleaning routine. Like when she would spray down a counter and then use her tits on the cloth instead of her hands to wipe it down. With just about everything she did, she acted as if those perky tits and bullet nipples always seemed to be in the way; an obvious attempt to bring attention to her assets accompanied by a brush against some hard object.

We definitely brought out the daring exhibitionist in Daniela. Unlike her shy coworkers, Daniela always volunteered to clean the windows or answer the front door for a delivery. Her older coworkers, Carmen and Lucia, tried to keep a lid on Daniela’s sexual experimentation and prowess, as older sisters would, but after a few weeks just gave up trying.

Brandon was sure surprised during his next morning visit. He usually dropped by for the single delight of showing off his nude body to the usually-clothed maids, but had mixed feelings upon discovering they had begun cleaning in the nude. He liked seeing their bare tits and pussies on full display, while also a little disappointed that he would no longer get the thrill of exposing himself to clothed people. His disappointment was short lived though, as he and Daniela were soon openly fucking at every opportunity.

Keiko and I told the three maids about our big nudist party, and offered to pay them generously to help us with the prep, clean up and wait service during the party. They initially agreed, but the two older maids pleaded to be allowed to wear clothes during the actual party when the house was full of naked strangers. A lengthy negotiation ensued, with the final agreement that they could wear lingerie during the party, but they had to be nude before and after. As for the lingerie selection, they could fully-cover their crotches, which had so much hair that you couldn’t see anything anyway, but their nipples had to be either in the open or visible through a sheer top.

Daniela of course was just all giggles and jiggles, as she imagined being a naked waitress at a party full of bouncing cocks and jiggling boobs. We told her she could be as naked as she wanted, and even encouraged her to ramp up the teasing. Since she was such a natural flirt, and had a killer body, we had big plans for her to join Melody and Sara at the party as the instigation girls. They would encourage the guests, by whatever means possible, to push the erotic tease and exhibition games.

Continuing with our party planning evening on the patio, each person had a few ideas for sexy party games and events for the nudist party that would start around noon and continue long into the evening.

Sophie, the newest member, still had most of us guessing as to how far she would take her lustful desires into our nudist environment. It was delightful though seeing her in the moonlight across the table. She was casually leaning way back in her chair, offering everybody a clear view of her big tits splayed out across her chest. My dick would twitch every time those marvelous mammaries jiggled in rhythm to her gestures.

I could tell from the expression on her face though that her erotic wheels were turning up there, so I pressed her to spill her thoughts. She was a little hesitant, but finally revealed her idea for a little performance during the late evening at the party. She figured all the guests would be pretty liquored up and horny as hell by midnight, so she thought it would be a perfect time to perform a solo erotic dance routine. Sophie hadn’t worked out the details, but vowed to practice diligently for a performance that she hoped would have most of the room in orgasm. My erect dick whacked the underside of the table upon hearing this, not having a doubt she could pull it off.

Megan, the bubbly all-American blond with the mermaid hair, volunteered to be the official party photographer. She got pretty good with her new digital camera, and was disappointed in herself for not taking it with her on that first boat trip to the keys. She really wanted a record of her first time being publicly nude and vowed to never miss that opportunity again. So on every trip since, she had been taking plenty of pictures. Nothing was off limits, and she had a flair for capturing people’s emotions, especially when we were introducing a new person to the nudist lifestyle. Most of us were a little nervous if the pictures ended up on the internet, but Megan always Escort Kumköy reassured us that whenever she did post a picture, it was done with taste and on a reputable site.

For the party, Megan explained that she had a couple games in mind that would be both funny and titillating. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud when she said “titillating”. But Megan was never one to dismiss a pun-centric comment as an opportunity for some erotic teasing. So she strutted around the patio table and sat her hairless pussy on my lap, demanding that I tweak and suck her “tits” until her nipples were good and hard. I obliged, but it took less than a minute to accomplish my task. She then returned to her own patio chair and continued explaining the games she had in mind.

One of the games was called, “guess the pussy or cock”, which involved her taking a close-up picture of each guests’ genitals. Then at the end of the night, she planned on gathering everybody in the big front room and showing each genital in turn on the big TV. People had to guess who the dick or pussy belonged to, but while the pictures were being shown everybody had to cover or conceal their crotch to prevent any cheating. We all agreed this sounded like a great idea.

But Keiko then upped the ante by adding a stipulation that each pussy or dick must be adorned in some way only for the picture, either with some kind of prop, restraint, toy, jewelry or something else that creatively celebrated the fact that their usually very private genitals were on the big screen for an admiring audience of strangers. Keiko giggled when saying, “If you’re going to be on stage, you might as well dress up!” We all excitedly agreed and made sure to buy more goodies that Megan could offer up during her rounds with the camera.

My dick became hard just imagining the tight-bodied Megan working her way through the party guests, convincing each person to dress up their genitals for a close-in picture. Megan agreed when I suggested she include our bubbly Latin maid, Daniela, to accompany her during her rounds. I was sure the sexy pair wouldn’t have any problems convincing guests to spread their legs for posterity.

Thinking out loud, Melody piped in with a possible problem to the adornment scheme. She asked the group, “What if some girl’s pussy isn’t out in the open like us, and still has a full bush concealing the goods? We’d never be able to guess whose it is, even if the forest is parted with a couple fingers.” We all thought about that for a bit, when after a while I thought of a plan. I asked the group, and everybody agreed that any proper nudist always kept their genitals clean and neatly free of pubic hair. Going on that, I suggested we offer a clean-up service to any guest who arrives without cleanly-shaven dick, balls or pussy. It was the least we could do, and if we could pull it off, I wanted to offer a professional to ease any hesitations from a reluctant hairy guest.

I continued, and suggested that we convince, and probably would need to pay handsomely, the Vietnamese twins who did the grooming at Keiko’s nail spa. They were probably open to setting up a pubic hair removal station in one of our back bedrooms for the party. They were in their early twenties and wore outfits that accentuated their obviously-enhanced tits. I got a hard on each time I saw either of them, and our party guests would be very appreciative if Keiko could convince them to work the party in the nude.

Keiko had an appointment at the nail spa that next week, so Melody tagged along to help with the party invite. The mother and daughter team were fully prepared if a demonstration was required. They booked a time when the spa was relatively quiet and dressed for quick access. It took a bit of convincing, but the sexy twins agreed to set up shop at the party for the afternoon, but were skeptical about the nudity thing, believing that nobody was that daring to be naked around strangers. The twins were then totally shocked when Keiko and Melody proved their dedication as exhibitionists, when during their pedicures, they both lifted their short skirts up to their waists and fully unbuttoned their nearly see-through white tops.

Not wearing any underwear, the twin stylists were totally shocked when they looked up to see hairless pussies and surgically-enhanced tits on full display to the entire salon and anybody walking by the front window. The Vietnamese stylists realized the girls were obviously serious, but still didn’t fully agree to be nude at the party. They didn’t actually say no, so there was still hope.

Megan was on a roll with party game ideas and suggested, well purred, that it would be fun for her and Melody to perform a short piece on the piano during the big show. We all thought it would be an excellent idea, but Sara added that it should be more than just two nude chicks playing a piano, since the party was going to have an exhibitionist theme. Megan then coyly revealed, “I always wanted to see what it would feel like to play the piano with a fully-stuffed pussy. But not in front of an audience though, way too embarrassing.” I asked her, “Not even if the entire audience was nude this time?” I was referring to the two concerts she gave at the university when she played a full concerto in the nude.

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Helen turned out to be a slim woman of below average height with the thin features that could easily look severe but were likely to age well. And they had. Having left forty behind by several years, her deeply tanned features were a bit care-worn. But her high, elegant eyebrows and strong cheek bones still lent an air of allure. Her hair was short, much like Stacy’s, and pitch black. She was wearing no makeup and her lips were thin, displaying what appeared to be a forced smile.

Everyone was awkwardly silent for several seconds. Helen was wearing a college sweatshirt and jeans. They made her seem shapeless and sexless. Frank got to his feet and strode to his wife. “Everything okay honey?” Stacy noticed a real note of concern in his voice. It puzzled her for a moment.

Helen waved away his concern but couldn’t hide a grimace that crossed her face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Stacy sat naked on the woman’s living room floor, trying to understand what was happening. Frank had said Helen was called away to surgery that would last long into the night… possibly into the morning. But it wasn’t much past ten yet…

Helen ran a hand through her hair. “You must be Stacy.” Stacy nodded, wondering if the night had just ended. “I got to watch the finale.” She gestured toward Betty. “I hope that bitch hasn’t hogged all the action.” Betty responded with a “Hey!”

Stacy shook her head, studying the other woman. “No. Actually, she’s eaten me to two climaxes and I’ve fucked both the guys.” The matter-of-fact disclosure made her feel very odd… but also set off a little twitch in her pussy.

Helen seemed at a loss. So was everyone else. “Well good. Is there anything left for me?”

Betty rose, smiling. “Well you know Jared. He’ll be fine in a few minutes. And I don’t think Frank is quite ready to call it quits yet either.”

Betty stooped down over the toy chest. “In the meantime, I think we can probably find something to keep you busy.”

Helen’s response wasn’t sensual or even very happy but there was a kind of determination to it. “Right.” She pulled the sweatshirt off over her head. There was no bra underneath.

Stacy watched in silence, letting the two older women sort things out. As Helen sat to remove her pants, she surveyed her body. Helen was thin indeed. Almost ropey. Her breasts were small, not even close to a handful. They did slope downward a bit but did not dangle. Their nipples were dark and prominent. The deep tan was uniform across her body, much like her husband’s. Stacy wondered about that. Her stomach was flat with a hint of musculature.

She had stripped down to a comfortable pair of panties, and now stood again. She looked down at Stacy appraisingly. She held out her hand to the younger woman. “Let’s take a look at you.” She helped Stacy stand up. Her hands were dry and a little rough, her fingers delicate and strong at the same time.

Stacy had felt small and girlish around Betty. As she stood in front of Helen, she felt like a cow. Helen was two or three inches shorter and so lean. Stacy had a lot more up top but she also had more across the middle and backside. Where Stacy was soft and rounded and to be honest, carried a few extra pounds, Helen was flat and hard and almost square.

Helen pulled Stacy closer. “I love your tits. They’re so perfect.” She softly caressed shoulder and hip and then allowed her hands drift to the young woman’s trembling breasts. Stacy’s responsive nipples had deflated a bit but as the surgeon’s fingers traced the delicate contours of her flesh, goose bumps shimmered across her body and her areolas rose in heated response. Hesitantly, Stacy allowed her own hands to explore the Pollard woman’s body.

It was almost as hard as it looked. Despite the tenderness of her caresses, the woman was still tense from the rigors of the day. As Stacy gently clasped on of Helen’s nipples, pinching the rubbery prominence, Helen did the same, tweaking and rubbing Stacy’s pink nubbin.

Stacy had been nervously looking everywhere but Helen’s face. But as her body began to respond, her eyes were drawn to the other woman’s. They locked. Stacy wasn’t sure what it was she saw there but the older woman’s stern features did seem to soften a bit. Helen parted her lips in invitation and Stacy accepted the offer, touching lips to mouth and softly extending her pink tongue.

They exchanged a series of brief, gentle kisses, Stacy slowly losing her hesitance. It wasn’t like kissing her husband or any other man she had ever embraced but in truth, it wasn’t that different either. And it served to stoke her fires very well indeed.

The women’s embrace intensified. Stacy clung to Helen’s buttocks, feeling hard and flat muscle beneath the cotton of her panties. Helen’s hands passed quickly over Stacy’s softer posterior and located her gooey snatch. Stacy sighed into the other woman’s mouth as a couple fingers squirmed their way into her eager hole.

It was Helen who finally broke Side Escort the clench. Stacy thought that some of the tension had left the other woman’s body and Helen smiled up at her. The smile turned into a grin and she brought her hand to her mouth and licked Stacy’s juice from her fingers.

Stacy bent forward again, trapping the fingers between their two mouths and tasted herself as she again kissed Helen. When they had drunk all the juices the fingers had to give, Helen withdrew her hand and fastened it to the back of Stacy’s head, pulling the girl still closer and locking their lips together.

A minute later, they had to come up for air. They were both breathing heavily and looked a little dazed. They noticed Betty standing right next to them, looking down at them both. “You might want to lie down before you fall over and break something.”

Exchanging a glance and a smile, they did as Betty suggested. Stacy lowered herself to the floor pausing along the way to draw the other woman’s panties down her tanned legs. Stacy had wondered whether the swingers would have shaved beavers. She had been a little surprised when Betty turned out to have a thick pelt of hair that looked less groomed than Stacy’s own downy mound.

Helen’s slit was as bare as the day she was born and as tanned as the rest of her body. The outer lips of her sex were long and prominent. At the tip of each, a finger-sized ring glittered silver.

Stacy lay on her back and Helen stretched herself out along the younger woman’s body. Her hand roamed the pale woman’s curves and massaged her firm breasts. Helen’s deeply tanned skin contrasted with the pink and porcelain of Stacy’s nubile body. Helen’s body pressed close to Stacy’s, nestling herself into her soft chest. Their lips consumed one another again.

Stacy’s legs had splayed themselves out wide and Helen’s straddled them even wider. In this enticing cove, Betty settled down to business. Clasping Helen’s hard bronzed ass cheeks, she buried her face in her friend’s bare pussy. As she parted Helen’s prominent outer lips, she was greeted by a hint of moisture. The brief make-out session with Stacy had gotten the old swinger’s engine at least up to a gentle idle. Betty set to work revving that engine to the red-line.

Stacy’s wandering hands had locked themselves onto Helen’s ass along with Betty’s. As Betty began licking and probing Helen’s nether regions, Helen groaned and gently bit Stacy’s bottom lip. Stacy dug her fingers into the older woman’s ass. She ground her pelt of soft cunt hair into the other woman’s groin, seeking to make contact with her clit.

Betty could feel the young slut squirming beneath Helen. She reached down into the cleft of their bodies and fondled Stacy’s sopping mound. Stacy shuddered and groaned and lifted her legs in an unconscious act of lust. Betty slid three fingers into her hole as deeply as they would go and expertly massaged her inner chamber.

Stacy and Helen had broken their kiss and now had their heads pressed together cheek to cheek, breathing heavily and making small sounds of pleasure. One of Helen’s hands slid downward between their bodies to that cleft of pleasure and found Stacy’s little clit. She palmed her mound and let the little nubbin slide and role between two of her extended fingers. Stacy jumped and shuddered. As Stacy held tightly onto the surgeon’s body, Helen’s other hand joined in, mirroring it’s movements on her own prominent pearl.

With Betty working from between their legs, Helen assaulting their clits and Stacy heaving and squirming beneath it all, the pile of feminine lust spiraled toward climax. From time to time deep, probing kisses were exchanged. Betty moved from one snatch to the other, using both hands on whatever target tempted her the most. Helen’s juices had started to flow in earnest and Stacy’s cunt was like soup. In her excitement, Stacy was clenching and expanding the muscles of her cunt, presenting a winking and yawning target for Betty. Helen clamped down hard on two of Betty’s fingers, nearly locking her in place and grinding herself on the hands working her sex.

Stacy hit the wall first and burst through into orgasm. Her arms hit the floor at her sides and her fists pounded the carpet. Her legs were rigid and shaking. She gritted her teeth and groaned as she rode out the climax. Before the tension began to leave her body, Helen followed her into the chasm of release.

Helen rose to hands and knees, thrusting her ass at Betty. “Oh fuck YES!” Betty had three fingers in her quim and as Helen rose, Betty was able to press her face forward and latch onto her clit with suckling lips. Helen was stiff and still as her climax filled her nerves with icy fire. Just as she was reaching her peak, something drew Betty away. Helen gasped in anguish as her fellow slut abandoned her. But then she felt a firm set of hands grip her hips. Before she knew what was happening, a hard, hot shaft surged into her wildly climaxing cunt.

Jared buried his Side Escort bayan hard shaft into Helen to the balls and held it there as her cunt was shaken by thunder and chaos.

Stacy had a front row seat, watching her face as the surgeon panted and groaned and clenched her teeth and every other part of her body. She was also able to see the familiar legs of her husband and his tightly packed scrotum that for the moment seemed to be welded to Helen’s pussy.

As Helen began to relax just a bit and was experiencing the satisfying decent from climax, Jared stroked outward and then firmly impaled Helen again. He set up a slow but firm rhythm and began fucking the experienced slut with a purpose.

Helen stared down into Stacy’s eyes. “How does it feel to know your husband is fucking another woman?” she panted.

Stacy just smiled in return. “I’ll let you know after I get a better look.” Helen was still on her hands and knees which allowed Stacy to twist around under her, trading heads for tails. She slid her head under the two pairs of spread legs and looked up at what her husband was doing to the other woman.

Jared’s pale shaft was arrow straight and rock hard and was sliding effortlessly into Helen’s wet slit. Her outer lips were open wide and inviting, the rings piercing each flap highlighting their shaking movement. The inner lips were spread wide by Jared’s cock, revealing a pink V pointing to Helen’s clit. Though not as large as Betty’s, the little bundle of nerves was visible as a glistening pink sparkle peering out from under its bronze hood.

Stacy’s switch had presented her own matted beaver to Helen’s examination. Stacy’s outer lips were modest rims, often hidden by her bush but now laid bare by its soggy state. As Stacy unconsciously spread her steepled legs wide, the lips parted slightly to just barely show the groove within. Her clit was all but undetectable, a modest bump in the middle of her inflamed mound.

Helen’s mind was in turmoil. Her orgasm had subsided but Jared’s unexpected but welcome assault had driven the slut into a higher gear. Already, a second orgasm was beginning to gather in her deepest recesses. She wanted to sample the young woman’s sex but couldn’t bear to distract herself from the pleasure Jared was feeding her.

As Jared relentlessly fucked her hungry gash, Helen was driven lower and lower. Soon the woman’s groin was at nose-length from Stacy’s face while at the same time, Helen was approaching Stacy’s. Stacy probed Helen’s stretched and dripping cunt with the tip of her tongue while her husband plunged in and out with enthusiasm.

Helen felt the younger woman’s probes and was about to return the favor when Betty slid in between Stacy’s legs. Grinning at Helen, she held something up to her lips in a twisted “shushing” motion. What was in her hand was a long double-headed dildo of pink latex. It was over two feet long though no bigger around than Jared’s own cock.

Without warning or discussion, Betty fed the long object into Stacy’s pussy. Stacy responded with an appreciative sigh and spread her legs wider. Helen watched the rubber toy disappear into the young woman. As it did, she forced her groin down onto the other woman’s face, grinding into it as she absorbed each of Jared’s thrusts. Stacy groaned and used her nose and tongue to stimulate Helen’s splayed open sex as well has her husband’s pistonning member.

Betty held on to the toy about eight inches from its head and steadily fucked Stacy with it. Helen had stopped watching however as she was closing in on her second orgasm. Helen was a woman who was not only capable of multiple, rapid-fire orgasm but who relished them. Her eyes were closed and she had begun bearing down on the intruder pounding her inside passage. Jared could tell she was close and was determined to fuck her right through the orgasm and hopefully drive the swinger on to her next.

“God, I’m going to cum again. Oh Fuck. God, fuck me.” Helen began to tremble and fought to stifle a screaming moan. She spasmed around Jared and his response was to pound into her harder and faster. “Gahhh” Helen called out, cumming her ass off.

As Helen’s second orgasm rose in intensity and Jared continued to powerfully plumb her depths, Betty shifted her grip on the dildo she was fucking Stacy with. She had been using it as an eight inch dildo but there was about a foot and a half left. She was going to see how much she could feed into the insatiable little hole.

Helen was still coming hard and grinding herself against Stacy’s face and Stacy was loving every minute of it. The toy in her snatch had been little more than the icing on the cake. But Stacy quickly noticed the change as more of the cool rubber slid into her. She had yet to actually see the intruder in Betty’s hand and was taken by surprise by the added length. She groaned and gripped Helen tightly. Her knees waved in the air as she fought conflicting urges to both protect herself and welcome anything Betty chose to Escort Side do to her.

The dildo slid past the ten inch mark without noticeable resistance. Betty stroked with that length a few times and Helen opened her eyes. She was dazed but when Betty saw that she was watching, she let the dildo pull completely out of Stacy’s cunt and then slid the entire ten inches back in. Helen moaned at the sight and twitched around Jared’s still-driving cock. Two orgasms in rapid succession were great… it looked like she was going to get number three just as fast.

With ten inches buried in Stacy’s hot sheath, Betty fed in a little more. Eleven inches. Twelve inches. Betty was meeting resistance. In fact, at twelve inches, she definitely hit something. Stacy “umphed” in response and groaned loudly. “God, what are you doing to me?”

Betty slowly withdrew the toy and then slid it back in just as deep before answering. “Whatever I feel like doing to you.”

Jared was sweating heavily and puffing like a freight train. He had ridden Helen through her second orgasm and had felt her pussy clasp and shudder, telling him that she was eager for more. He was determined to give it to her. He did slow down a bit and every few strokes he left himself buried in the bronzed woman for a few seconds. From time to time he would twist and stir his hips.

He was also catching glimpse of what was being done to his wife. He was fascinated by her pussy’s ability to take so much of the long toy.

Betty continued to gently prod Stacy’s deepest regions. The young woman was panting hard and sweating in response to the unusual sensations.

By this point, Helen was also sweating profusely. Her second orgasm was now a pleasant memory. She ground her ass back against Jared and urgently squeezed her cunt down on his dick. “Jared, oh fuck I’ve missed you.” She bent down and planted a kiss on his wife’s clit. “And I think I’m going to like your wife. What are you waiting for, Betty? Fuck the girl.”

Stacy had adjusted herself to the unbelievably deep intrusion and was squirming under Betty’s gentle ministrations. She was getting to the point where she could spare some attention for the impaled, flailing pussy hovering above her head but at Helen’s command, Betty stopped being so gentle.

With her hand gripping the rubber toy at its midway point, Betty began delivering quick and powerful stokes to Stacy’s creamy cunt. In response, the young woman groaned and panted and squealed, drumming her heels on the floor. With her eyes locked on what the dildo was doing to Jared’s wife, Helen demanded that he fuck her harder and harder. “Give it to me hard Jared. Let’s see if you can make me cum again before your wife shoots off.”

Jared watched Betty’s hand fly and attempted to match her pace as he pounded Helen insatiable hole. Her insides pulsed with buttery heat that would turn to velvet-lined steel whenever her powerful cunt convulsed. He couldn’t spare his hands to play with Helen’s hard body or the soft curves of his loving wife. They were death-locked at Helen’s hips, repeatedly drawing their bodies together in powerful collisions.

The rampaging dildo in Stacy’s soupy hole was generating a lot of foam. The deep intrusion had stimulated her hot cunt beyond anything she had ever experienced before. Her juices flowed in an almost defensive response. The pounding her insides were taking was at times uncomfortable but the queasy feeling it gave was also somehow feeding into her building orgasm. There was a dam somewhere deep inside her and pressure was building up behind it.

Stacy had her eyes closed tightly and panting grunts were seeping out between her tightly pressed lips. Helen’s eyes were wide open and crazed as she continued to drive herself violently against Jared.

Betty’s arm was getting tired and her completely-recovered pussy was feeling a bit left out.

But the finale was approaching. Jared was heaving with exhaustion and was close to losing control. One of Helen’s hands found its way back to her clit and was frigging herself madly to bring herself orgasm. Stacy was in a world of her own, convulsing under Betty’s assault. She could feel the dam insider her cracking.

Stacy screamed, piercing and full-throated. Her cunt convulsed so tightly on its intruder that the dildo slipped out of Betty’s hand, lodged over twelve inches deep in Stacy’s carnal depths. Stacy’s initial scream devolved into breathless gibbering. One hand was cupped over her mound, pressing her clit down on the firm rubber of the toy. She held the other to her mouth, biting into it hard as she struggled to control her ecstatic body. Her gut was in turmoil, stirred and battered by the abuse it had received. But every nerve ending in her body was on fire and she was cumming like a locomotive.

“Damn it Jared, she beat me. Fuck, look at her go. I need to cum like that. Fuck the living shit out of me!”

As Helen growled her command, her cunt gave Jared’s cock another tight squeeze. That broke his control. Letting loose with his own shout, he convulsively fucked into her body twice more before bottoming out one last time and firing his pent up sperm deep into her passage. He pressed himself home, forcing Helen’s slim body down onto his shuddering wife.

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