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From Bus to Park

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So anyway, I hate crowded buses and I always go right down the back to try to keep away from the crowd. But at this stop a bunch of folks get on and all squash up together in the aisle. You’re one of them, on your way to get a few groceries and leaving the car behind. I can see by the look on your face now that you realise you’ve made a big mistake, and would kill to have the space and a comfortable seat in your car. So we stand next to each other, both unhappy about our personal space being invaded.

But it doesn’t take long for me to cheer up. As the bus travels over the bumpy road, the back of you gets pressed up against the front of me, and it isn’t long before my dick gets stiff from rubbing up and down against you. At first I’m a little embarrassed and this is made worse by the fact that I can see you become a little bit tense, obviously not wanting such close contact. You’re clearly the conservative type, at least on the surface, and prefer to maintain a ‘proper’ exterior. But the bus is so crowded you’ve got no escape. And then after a while I notice that you don’t seem to be getting out of the way – in fact, I sometimes feel you pushing back against me, kind of pretending you’ve lost a bit of balance – and so I hold my ground.

As the bumpy ride progresses I see you stretch your neck out a bit to feel my breath. And we bounce and we rub, and I’m getting more and more excited. I realise that you’re now undoubtedly wet. I bend down and pretend to fish something out of my bag….my head is very close to your legs, with only your thin summer skirt separating them from my face. I can feel the warmth, and allow my arms to brush against your legs, and my shoulders to bump into your arse. My cock throbs knowing now that you’re horny too. I stand and place my hands gently on your hips, and you allow me to guide you back up against me so we can enjoy our frottage.

Now I can feel your heavy breathing too, and suddenly I want to see your face, and see if I can see in your eyes how horny you’re getting. With my hand I gently guide you around so that you’re now facing me, and the bus does its work and bumps us around so that now your big bouncing tits are pressed against my chest, rubbing up and down, and I can feel your hard nipples poking out. We’ve nearly forgotten that we’re on a bus in public, but it’s getting harder and harder to resist. Your face is flushed, we are breathing on each others necks, I can smell your shampoo and soap from your morning shower, and I can see in your eyes that you want nothing more right now than to have that soaking wet hole between your legs filled with cock.

Again I bend down and pretend to fish something out of my bag. This time as I play with the bags zipper, my other hand slides up your leg from your calf muscle, behind your knee and then over the warm curve of your thigh. Soon it’s wandering over your arse cheeks, unseen by the other passengers, and my fingers slide over the fabric of your underwear and my fingertips trace the crack of your arse, slowly moving toward your ever warmer crotch. I feel how soaking wet your undies are; you must be dying to get them off. I push the fabric to one side and expose your hot wet flaps to my fingers. I first rub over your lips, feeling how swollen and tender they are, and I rub from clit to arsehole and back, and again, and gently slide two fingers into your hole as I rub your slit.

Your legs involuntarily part a little further. I untangle my thumb from your damp pubic hair and rotate it over your stiff clit, in a circling motion. As I do this, I slide first two and then a third finger as deep as I can up you, and listen to the squelch as your cunt hole stretches to accommodate them. Your hips roll back and forward slightly as I finger fuck you and I imagine Side escort soon you’ll start moaning. Can’t have that on a public bus! I pull my fingers out of you and stand up to face you again. You’re clearly as horny as hell, and look desperate to be fucked. Your cheeks are flushed and you are panting as quietly and discreetly as you can. As you look at me I put my two fingers, still glistening with your sweet smelling juice, into my mouth and suck the juice off them just inches from your face.

You watch me lick them clean and see my look of contentment as I stand on this public bus with the taste of you still on my tongue. And then with a rush the bus stops, you grab me by the hand and lead me through the crowd to get off. This isn’t even my stop, but I don’t care….all I, and my swollen cock, care about is letting you take me where you want so you can do what you want with me.

I’m surprised when you lead me, wordlessly, to a park. You seem to know your way around and take me across the grassed area to a small clearing surrounded by a circle of thick bushes. In a park full of people I’m amazed that this clearing is unoccupied. We’re both so horny we can’t be bothered with any pleasantries. You stand and face me and we come together and kiss, our hands wandering over each others bodies. Memories of the bus flood back to me and my blood starts coursing through my veins again. I rotate my hands firmly over your arse cheeks and feel you exhale a little on my neck. I grasp firmly and allow my hand to probe through your dress into your arse crack. I can feel you squirm against me in response and I know you must be getting wet once again.

As I lean down and kiss your neck gently my hand runs up over your hips and along your side, finally resting on the fabric that covers your huge tits. Again I rotate and feel you respond and then I squeeze your nipple between my fingers while continuing to kiss your face and neck. Your hands clasp my back tighter, pulling me closer to you so you can feel my hard cock pressed against your lower belly. You rest your forehead on my shoulder while you enjoy the feelings and I see your legs part involuntarily in response.

We’ve forgotten about any other people in the park. We could be caught out at any time but our desire has taken over and become our primary focus. I’m now so turned on by feeling you up that I want more. I lead you over to a picnic table on the edge of the clearing and have you step up on the seat and sit on the table top, facing me. I push your knees apart and slide your skirt up to your hips, exposing your thighs to me. My eyes take in every centimetre of you. I can see a damp patch on the crotch of your undies. I lean forward and grab them and yank them down over your knees and then off completely. I stuff them in my pocket; I want to save them for later. You giggle, glad to be rid of them and content to have the gentle breeze caress your lips.

I stare at your hairless, exposed slit, your flaps gently folding out and your clit poking out at the top of your moist folds. We kiss passionately and again I take your clit between my fingers and gently squeeze and then rubbing up and down as if fucking your clit with my fingertips. You groan as my fingers are covered in your juice.

You lean back and expose yourself further as I kneel down with my mouth just millimetres away from your soaking pussy. I watch your eyes as you watch me get close and as I slide my tongue first deep into your wet cunt to see your reaction. You close your eyes and your head rolls back while I lift the intensity of my licking. I pull your flaps apart while I lap in long strokes the length of your slit and then probe deeper with my tongue. Soon I respond to your reactions and realise you want Escort side more attention on your clit. I slide first one, then two, then a third finger into you while my mouth fixes firmly over your swollen clit. I suck you while finger fucking you and listen to you grunt and groan. If we’re being watched we don’t care as your juice washes over my chin.

I spread your lips and lick the length of your pink, exposed clit, bottom to top, all the while sucking on the moist surrounds. You taste magnificent! You plant your hands behind you and your hips forward, thrusting your cunt into my face, and I in turn press harder into your folds. Soon you lay on your back on the tabletop and I have both my hands behind your knees, pointing your feet at the sky.

Your slit is exposed for anyone in the park to see, if they can see past my mouth that is still locked onto you. The tongue fucking causes your breathing to increase, and your body to start twitching with pleasure. I feel your body tense as your orgasm washes through you and the long, telling moan that accompanies the release. You pant and smile and pant and smile while I continue to lap up your juices.

You sit up and pull me close so you can kiss me again, our tongues locking and my cock throbbing as I feel you enjoying the taste of yourself from my tongue. You slide down onto the seat and undo my pants. You yank them down past my knees and haul out my stiff cock. While you cup my balls and gently rotate them in one hand, you lean forward and take the full length of my dick into your throat. You clasp your other hand around my arse cheek and pull me closer. I’m surprised by your vigour given that you’ve already cum…clearly you love sucking dick. My hands are drawn to the top of your head and, responding to your sucking, I start fucking your mouth. My balls slap your chin as your spit covers both my cock and balls.

I don’t want to cum in your mouth….yet. I get you to stand and, abandoning any pretence at embarrassment, unclip your skirt and let it fall to the ground. While you stand there with your soaking slit exposed, I unbutton your shirt and reach around and unclip your bra, allowing your massive tits to spill out in front of me. While I play with them you haul my t-shirt off and I step out of my jeans so that now we’re both naked and aroused and at the mercy of anyone who happens to come along.

You turn you around and kneel on the seat, spreading your knees apart so I have access to your soaking cunt. I pull your hips toward me as I slide my cock between your flaps. You’re so wet we can both hear the squelch of your juice as I fuck you from behind. Your hands are spread across the table and your tits are dangling onto the table top, pleasing you as they gently brush the surface of the table. I finger your clit as I fuck you and watch your arse cheeks shake with every thrust. With the slap of flesh on flesh we are making quite a noise but I can still hear a stirring in the bushes behind me.

Whilst continuing to fuck you I turn around and see two figures crouched in the bushes, a girl and a guy, watching us. I see them only quickly but judge them to be 18, and probably come to the park for some time out themselves. What they would be able to see if my arse cheeks clenching and unclenching as I drive my cock in and out of your soaking pussy. I glance again and see that they haven’t moved, they are simply stopped where they are and apparently enjoying the show. I consider whether to tell you or not, but decide not to in case you get nervous.

Instead I continue to fuck you, pulling your hips back onto my cock as I thrust. Soon we are tired and I withdraw and stand to one side, my cock glistening with your juice, so our viewers can get a good look at your Side escort bayan soaking cunt. I spread your cheeks and flaps as wide as I can and they can see your glistening pink folds nice and exposed. I lean down and once again lick your slit, allowing the slurping sounds to reach the young couple. I can only imagine that your spread wet pussy has made our audience incredibly horny too.

I sit on the seat, my stiff dick pointing at the sky and grab you by the hips to guide you around in front of me. You squat over me and point your arse at me while you grab my cock and guide it into you. I’m now smiling in the direction of the couple, even though I can’t see their faces or reactions. They haven’t moved, though. You slide down onto my shaft and plant a foot on each side of me. You are now completely and utterly exposed to the couple, bouncing up and down on my cock, your huge tits wobbling around and with a hard, throbbing dick sliding in and out of your bald, squelching cunt. I hold your hips firmly while you continue to fuck me and wait for the moment you realise we’re being watched.

You’re now covered in sweat and panting loudly and we’re both close to cumming. It’s then that you open your eyes and catch sight of the couple in the bushes. You squeal slightly and instinctively cover up your tits with your hands and squeeze your knees together modestly. But then I notice a change in you and I realise your excitement is overcoming your shock and you might actually like the idea of being watched fucking. I lean down and whisper in your ear to encourage you to start again and you do, hesitantly at first, but with a steadily quickening pace. We are now both looking into the bushes as we fuck and can see the two figures and their limbs moving. Who knows what they’re doing?

You continue to relax and quickly return to our fucking rhythm. I can tell from your deeper and more guttural moaning that you are almost losing control and close to cumming again. I want the people in the bushes to see us both cum hard. I allow you to dictate your rhythm as you squat down on my cock, and before long you’re leaning back onto me in a sweaty heap and panting and groaning in the direction of our audience. And as they watch, a blood curdling orgasm rips through your body. You buck, heave and squirm as you cum, and I’m unable to hold back and squirt a load into your swollen cunt.

As you collapse over me in relief, I gently rub your now very sensitive tits for our visitors to enjoy. You slide off my cock with an audible pop and slide two fingers into yourself, now clearly playing up to our crowd. You step off me and sit on the seat while I stand next to you. You pounce on my slippery dick and suck harder than you even did before. You run your tongue over the sensitive tip and it doesn’t take me long to start trembling on the way to cumming. You tilt your face so that our friends can see, open your mouth and stick out your tongue. You pull my juicy cock harder and harder until I reach orgasm. A load of thick white cum shoots out the end of my cock and over your tongue, you smile and giggle at the taste, and then I shoot two more thick bolts of cum into your mouth.

I watch you there with a mouthful of cum and suddenly have an idea. I whisper to you what I want you to do and I grab your hand and lead you over to the bushes toward our voyeurs. There is a rustling as they react to our approach. We press through the trees until we’re face to face with them, a guy of about 19 and a blonde of about 18. They both have their hands down their pants from masturbating as they watch us fuck, but may not be prepared for what I have in mind. Obeying my instructions you crouch down in front of them with your mouth still open and, while they watch in awe, you close your mouth and take two huge gulps, so that my hot cum slides down your throat as they watch. They are rendered speechless with your performance!

I can’t believe what I’ve seen, and what you’ve done, but I’m so very glad to have caught the bus that day…

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Salenna Ch. 05

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Chapter 5: The Formation of the 8 Team

Everybody was awake and came down to the pool for breakfast, they were ravenous, eating wasn’t a high priority yesterday, the coffee was perking away but they all decided a quick swim was in order to get some of the kinks out of their bodies. The third day is when the muscles that haven’t been active for a while start to seize up so a few slow laps of the pool were done before they climbed out, it was going to be a lazy day today.

Roger was turning the steak and eggs when Christy edged up to him

“Roger what can I do, I’m on my last pill and I’ll get my period in a few days, I don’t want the boys to stop fucking me because of my period.” The voice was soft and anxious.

Roger was wondering if the concern was for the boys or herself, probably for the boys she was so naïve and innocent.

“Don’t take the red pills and just continue with a new months supply, that way you wont get a period at all and you can fuck all you like and not get pregnant.” Said Roger, Christy’s face lit up and a smile went from one ear to the other as she hugged Roger, “gee thanks!” she said.

“That’s okay” Roger replied “and thanks for last night, I was as horny as hell after watching you lot yesterday.”

“We enjoyed it, you taste different from the boys…more yummy” said Christy.

That cinnamon I’ve been having in my coffee must be seeping through thought Roger.

The agenda for the day was being discussed and ideas were being tossed about. Salenna had a suggestion “Yesterday us girls had to wear those vibrators that made us horny and seeing as we are all so buggered today, what about we get you boys hard and put a cock ring on you. Then if us girls want to fuck we wont have to spend time getting your cocks ready, we can call today, GIRLS DAY.”

This received claps from the girls and a grudging OK from the boys, they like being sucked, and if they knocked the idea back they may not get to fuck at all today.

Christy reacted first, leaned over and put Craig’s cock in her mouth and started sucking it and massaging it with both hands till it was almost at its full size, she stopped and eased a large cock ring over and kept pumping until it stood like a big policeman’s truncheon. Christy lay on her back and pushed a large cushion under her arse and spread her legs wide apart, but still comfortable,

“I want that big black cock inside of me and I want you to fuck me deep and slow till I cum” she ordered Craig, “make it last, I want to have an orgasm that goes forever.” Craig grinned and eased his head between Christy’s legs and started licking her cunt, as the strokes got longer they took in her clit which was swelling at an alarming rate, nearly as big as her hardened nipples. Christy was feeling that warm glow through her body and it seemed that her nipples and her clit were connected with a direct nerve. Craig pinched her nipples with his free hands the tingle went straight to her clit and with his tongue lapping it as well she was getting an electric shock that went through her whole body.

“Just enjoy the feeling,” she told herself “you have all day, make it last, don’t cum early.” She felt his warm, dark velvet skin, she drank in the musky odor, she felt the muscles bulging around his shoulders, he was MAN personified. Craig could taste the cum dribbling out of her cunt and knew Christy was ready, he pushed himself up on to his knees and wiped his cock head up and down her slit, then with big heave he plunged his cock in till both pubic bones hit one another. Christy let out a scream as his cock went in and almost came, but she stopped herself from cumming by clenching all her muscles and bearing down, the orgasm subsided so she relaxed.

Craig got into a steady rhythm, slow and deep, slow and deep, his cock was rock hard and he kept it up for 15 minutes, sweat was pouring out of him and he needed release. Christy was writhing and clenching her cunt muscles, fighting herself to stop the orgasm surfacing but her mind lost the fight and her body took over, Craig had upped the tempo and his arse was almost a blur as he fucked.

Christy had her eyes screwed shut yet she could see fireworks erupting everywhere, the electric shocks formed Escort bayan into one long lightning strike and the convulsions of her body had turned into fibrillations, all muscles had contracted and her body was arched like a drawn bow then the guttural moans commenced. They seemed to start from deep down in her bowels and echoed from her throat and only ceased when she gasped for air.

Craig could feel and hear Christy’s orgasm and it spurred him on even quicker, God he needed to cum but the rubber cock ring was preventing him and so he increased the pace even faster.

Christy had never felt pain so exquisite and she bit into Craig’s shoulder and her nails raked Craig’s back, that was the trigger and the cum that had built up like a pressure cooker in his balls surged past the ring not in the normal pulsing release but almost in a steady stream. There must have been half a cup full of semen injected into Christy’s cunt and with just a couple of piston strokes the mixture of cums was squirted out on the cushion.

“Thank goodness it was Christy,” thought Craig “I would never have had time to pull out if it was the other girls”. They both passed into a quiet slumber.

The exhibition that Craig and Christy had just put on made the rest as horny as hell. Salenna got Ray to lay down and put a cushion under his arse then she mounted him, the penetration was deeper and her clit was getting more stimulation this way. Salenna fucked at a steady pace, just like a stroll in the park she was savoring the stimulations she was receiving, she was going to make this last, after all this was GIRLS DAY.

Ray lay underneath, huge tits whacking his face, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, fucking him and planting kisses all over his head and face.

“How could such a slender girl grow such huge tits”, flitted through his mind, “Jeez she knows how to fuck”, was another thought. Salenna was enjoying this and as she glanced around the room she saw Sean with a forlorn puppy dog look on his face, she beckoned him over and put his cock in her mouth, rolling it around like a creamy chocolate.

“Thank Christ for these cock rings, I would have shot by now” thought Sean. Salenna’s big eyes looked up at Sean “do you want to fuck me too?” Sean nodded “When Ray’s finished I will, if you want to”.

“I meant at the same time, silly” said Salenna “you can fuck me in the arse, that’s why I made you all gooey with my mouth”.

Sean moved around the back and there was the most beautiful arse pointing in the air and a brown freckle in the middle. Salenna stopped fucking Ray and pushed her tits into his face as she tried to raise her arse to make it more inviting, her hand grasped Sean’s cock and eased it into her asshole, slowly inch by inch till it was all in.

“That’s indecent…you idiot! making jokes when Salenna wants you to fuck her.” thought Sean.

The boys synchronized their movements and Salenna steadied herself on hands and knees, she let the feelings of ecstasy wash over her, she wanted the feeling to be timeless but her body was already responding to the two cocks inside her. Her relaxed anal sphincter had let the cock go deep and the friction was indescribable. Five minutes was all the body could stand, the moans got deeper and longer, the orgasmic release felt as if she had ruptured her body. The boys pulled out and she lay in a crumpled heap.

Jill was watching and her cum was bubbling out of her cunt and running everywhere, “Do it to me… do it to me…please?”

Both Sean and Ray’s cocks were still hard, so they obliged. Jill had never in her eighteen years felt anything so delicious, her body tingled all over as if she had plunged into an icy waterfall, yet it was on fire, and as she craned her neck back to scream the perspiration ran from her face between her tits and melded with Ray’s on his chest.

Sean and Ray’s movements were so well choreographed that Jill just stayed stationary and enjoyed herself, all she had to do was to try to stop the impending orgasm so the pleasure would never cease. The orgasm was building and stopping it now was impossible, so Jill had no option but to let it happen, she was a biter as well and her fists pounded the floor as Bayan escort the waves rolled over her. Her ejaculations went on and on as her cunt contracted, and she too was left as a crumpled mess with little sobs escaping between her heaving breath.

The air smelt of sex, the earthy scent from the girls ejaculations, the perspiration and sweat from the bodies, you could almost taste the sexual energy that had been emitted, the background music was playing but nobody seemed to notice and Roger watched in awe. Celeste during all of this had Barry pinned to the carpet, riding him like a rodeo rider, straight back, one hand on his shoulder and the other waving for balance. Barry’s huge black cock was working like a piston with a sucking sound on the up stroke and a phutting type sound on the down stroke as air was squeezed out of Celeste’s cunt.

She had dispensed with the cock ring on Barry, instead she had rolled on a tickler, it had a spiral ridge running from the base to the tip and finished with a frilly bit at the top. Celeste had trouble getting it on Barry’s big cock, so it served the same purpose as the cock ring. The sensation of the tickler and Barry’s cock together felt as if she was being licked and fucked at the same time, her eyes flicked open for a second and saw Ray and Sean lying on the carpet their erections still raging.

Celeste called them over with her finger, Sean was round the back in a flash and easing his rock hard cock into her arse “this is the third arse I’ve fucked in an hour” he thought to himself, looking up at the ceiling he whispered “thank you God, thank you so much”.

Ray was at the front, fucking her mouth. Celeste had never been ravished by three males before and the feeling was delightful, but her orgasms were starting and she seemed to cum forever, body shaking until she was a broken doll “No more…please no more …I can’t fuck any more…stop…PLEASE stop”.

Jill had recovered and was watching, she heard pleas for help from Celeste and rushed to her aid, took hold of Ray’s cock and put it in her mouth and began to suck and tongue him. Ray couldn’t stand any more either, his cock bulging with blood, the head purple and swollen and he yelled “I’ve got to cum…” he pulled out of Jill’s mouth and ripped the ring off, but before he could get it back into her mouth he shot, cum went everywhere, on her face, on her hair, in her eyes, on her tits, she steadied his cock and guided it into her mouth to finish him off.

Sean had to cum before he blew his balls off, he pulled out and with thumb and forefinger slid the ring off and came all over Celeste’s limp body. The cum spurted and spurted, long ropes of cum from her back up to her hair landing in big globs, until all that was left was a slim strand of cum connecting Sean to Celeste.

Almost in a coma Celeste rolled off Barry and the globs of Sean’s cum started to liquefy and ran down her body to the floor. Barry’s face was in agony, Salenna noticed and crawled over, pulled the tickler off and sucked him off, the expression turned from agony to ecstasy as the cum spewed down her throat, she had been rewarded for her efforts. Barry waited till his cock had stopped convulsing and bent down and with both hands lifted her head up and kissed her passionately

“Thanks Sal, I really needed that”.

This idyllic setting went from days to weeks, the girls were on the pill now so the boys could cum wherever they wanted to, the sex was not as urgent as the first days and they made it last longer, just soaking up the pleasure till they needed to cum.

At first all the boys wanted to fuck Salenna, it was only natural, every eighteen year old boy would want to fuck the most beautiful girl that they thought existed. The same went for the girls, they wanted Craig to fuck them, after all he was like an African god with the biggest cock that any man could possess.

But as the days past they found that each had their own special qualities. Barry’s cock was only fractionally smaller than Craig’s and with their eyes closed the girls could hardly feel the difference, Sean had become a specialist arse fucker and Ray would have a diploma in clit licking, if they gave them out, his tongue was at least Escort an inch longer than the other boys.

Jill could make a bloke cum in 30 seconds with her mouth, Christy could milk a bloke with her arse and Celeste do the same with her cunt in the equivalent time.

Holidays were coming to an end and they were all fearful of the future without each other. Who were they going to cuddle to go to sleep? Who was going to fuck them when they needed to? Who was going to suck and lick them till they came? The questions were asked and the conclusion was the same. They had to go back to Uni or the convent, their parents would not let them drop out of the education system and if they did what would they do?

In the past weeks they had built a special bond between themselves and they vowed to come to each others aid if anyone was in trouble, a bit like the musketeers – one for all and all for one – but what to call themselves, the unanimous decision was “The 8 team”.

As the boys readied themselves for departure the hugs and kisses were ferociuos the tears flowed, even the boys shed a few, and then they were gone. The girls went upstairs to pack and dress, Roger rang for a cab.

Klop, klop, down the stairs they came with suitcases and dressed in their nuns habits ready for the journey back to the convent. Roger smirked as he watched them come down, then a chortle and at last a huge belly laugh .

“Hands up anyone that has got pants or bras on”. Not a hand was raised, the girls looked at each other and started to giggle, none of them had worn those items for 6 weeks, the only clothes they had worn at all were shorts and a halter when shopping, still who would notice under that black cloth. The good-byes, thankyous and kisses went on and on till they piled into the cab and were on their way.

Roger went inside, the house was so quiet that he wondered how he had lived here alone before, well he thought “you had better get busy before the melancholy sets in”.

He went to the rec room and got the tapes so he could edit them, hell there were so many he didn’t know where to start, so he just heaped them up and threw them in the editing room.

That done he got himself a stiff drink, sank into a chair and pondered about the future without the kids around, he was going to miss them.

During the last few days they had gone through every option available to them to try and stay here and together, so it was not much use Roger going over the same ground.

Roger must have sat thinking for a couple of hours because the scotch bottle was empty and he was pissed, he pushed himself out of the chair and headed up to bed, but in the drunken mist of his mind an idea was forming – better try and see if you can remember what it was tomorrow, he thought.

He stumbled into bed and sleep came easily.

The days went by and each one seemed like a week, towards the end of the first week the phone rang, it was Salenna her tone was frantic,

“Uncle Rog the four of us need to see you and the boys this weekend, it’s urgent we can’t go on like this, we’re all going crazy without sex, we must be addicted. Please organize it so the boys are there when we arrive so we can work out a solution this time”.

“Okay, come down Friday night and I’ll get in touch with the boys” Roger hung up and dialed Craig.

“What’s up dad?” Craig asked.

“The girls want a meeting with you boys, said it’s urgent, they’re coming Friday night” replied Roger.

“We’ll be there with bells on, the boys are moping around as if their dicks had been cut off, we miss the girls badly, see you about 7”, Craig hung up and informed the boys.

Friday evening came and both the girls and boys arrived almost together, as they rushed inside they were peeling their clothes off as fast as they could, they needed to hold warm naked bodies of the opposite sex. It was less than 7 days since they had been separated, to them it seemed like months, they welcomed each other like little puppies, crawling over each other wanting affection.

Roger took charge “Okay lets settle and see if we can work something out, you all seem intent on not continuing your studies and want to be together here.”

“Yeah!” they all chorused.

“Let’s get comfortable and we will put our thinking caps on”, said Roger. Naked bodies were going everywhere, some getting drinks, some snacks and others moving cushions about on the floor all eager to nut something out (no pun intended).

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I am from Kollam district, Kerala and now working in Bahrain. I am 31 years old, this experience of mine happened to me when I joined for my degree course in Cochin. I was 19 years old and I was a fat and chubby boy. Of course not too fat and I know I was handsome too.

I am not trying to tell you that there was flow of love letters to me but few girls were showing interests on me for romance from the very beginning of the high school classes. At the same time my two three and I friends started reading those yellow books and all. So we know what all about sex but no practical experience other than masturbation. This continued in my collage days also always imagining one film stars or beautiful girls around me I used to masturbate a lot.

When I complete my Pre-Degree I got my admission in one of the collages in Cochin for my degree course. I was transferred to Cochin. We had a relative over there in (my uncle’s brother-in-law and family) Cochin but they are also little far away from the Collage. Traveling up and down morning and evening was a problem for me so all are decided to put me in a hostel near to the collage.

All alternate weekends I used to go back to home and alternative week ends I used to go to the Uncle and Auntie’s place. Let us call them Sam and Mary they were in Bahrain for a long time and they just returned to Kerala for good. Sam uncle was 40-45 and Mary Auntie was 35-40 those days. They have two children one boy and a girl they were in boarding in Bangalore. So these two folks were enjoying their retired life with a lot of wealth and peaceful atmosphere. Whenever I go there I used to get a warm welcome all the time. I think they do not have many public contacts there so there is no many visitors. I used to go there on Friday evening and come back to hostel on Sunday evening. Always we used to have our dinner and lunch together and uncle used to have drinks also along with dinner.

Uncle and Aunt are above average fat people and of course Aunt have a wonderful body though she is fat. Uncle is a very naughty man always he used to crack normal jocks and dirty jokes. Aunt also used to enjoy it a lot. At first I was so embarrassed to be with them when he is cracking all those jokes. But slowly I also started enjoying it and I also tell some soft ones. They used to tease me on my fat body and Aunt used to ask me-

“How is your girl doing, is she okay?” I know she is teasing me.

“Oho. Aunt how many times I have to tell you that I do not have a girlfriend” I tell

“I don’t believe you my little boy, I know you are too smart with girls” She tells, In fact I do not have one.

Uncle also the same whenever I am there they always talk a lot of these kind of stuff, slowly they elevated their attitude to even cuddle in front of me. When passing each other or in the dining room kitchen wherever they are they used to touch and press each other in front of me. I also enjoying those scenes slowly I also enjoying my Auntie’s beauty she has a very fleshy body with big boobs and butts. Secretly I used to watch her and their cuddles. One day I noticed that she was wearing a loose bra under her nighty so it was bouncing too much and it was so provocative. She had a secret smile on her face and she walked around here and there in the kitchen and I can make out that she is seducing (I learned this word recently) me. I also enjoyed her view from different angle. Time was around 7:30 PM and she finished with her kitchen things and went her room uncle already started his quota of drinks at the living room. I can hear that she entered into the bathroom and opened the shower.

After she finished her bath she called uncle into their room and closed the door. They were talking something for some time and uncle came out. He was smiling at me and he asked,

“Shyam do you ever had hot drinks” uncle asked

“No uncle I tasted beer couple of times when Dad had it at home” I replied

“Do you like to have some drinks now you young man?” uncle teased me

I said “Not that Whisky anyway uncle, I may spoil the evening”

He laughed at me and he walked towards the kitchen and brought me a bottle of Beer, later I came to know that the name of that beer is King Fisher. He pop the cap with the handle of a steel spoon and gave to me. I started on it slowly and watch the TV. After some time Aunt came out from the room… Oh man that was a wonderful scene I have ever seen in my life.

She was wearing a light blue satin like material knighty and it was just flowing around her like a jelly in your plate (I learned to compare this way after I came t know what is jelly in Bahrain). It was a semi see through dress. It was clearly visible one lining underneath and it was reaching just couple of inches above her knees. She wore a white bra and it was in such a way that like two huge lovely mountains more over the neck was a low cut V showing a wonderful cleavage. I can see her white panty also, Escort bayan in that her huge butts were so wonderful. I could not take my eyes away from her. She also noticed that and she had a very beautiful smile on her face.

She came and sat near to uncle on the sofa. Uncle also looked so impressed on her beauty, he whispered something to her years and she blushed like a young girl and pinched him on his hand. She looked at me and said to uncle.

“What are you doing Sam you are already a spoiled boy are you trying to spoil this boy also by giving him drinks and all”

He replied in the same sharp wit “Yes I am a spoiled child first I was spoiled by yourself and then I was spoiled by drinks, now I am trying to spoil him also. By the way what are you doing now, you are killing that boy with your beauty, look at his eyes and wet lips he will eat you alive if I am not here.” He laughed loudly and she also joined with him. I was so embarrassed and blushed. I do not know how to react this situation. I became frozen, speech less and looking down.

The atmosphere became stand still, I would like to look up and see what is happening but I could not. One silent minute passes then I heard.

“Oh my sweet boy don’t worry your uncle is like that take it easy” Aunt

Then she come close to me, stands right in front of me and bent down, she lifted my face with her right hand under my chin. She smiled at me and said “Hey you are so shy”, she looked directly to my eyes and kissed me softly on my lips. I was shocked, of course uncle can’t see what she did. Her lips were so smooth like a flower and that was my first kiss from a lady. I can smell her face cream and her mascara of course in that position I can see her boobs clearly that was a wonderful sight… “Come on, come with me” she took my left hand with her right. I got up automatically and walked along with her. She grabbed me on my hips and holds me so close to her as if she is taking care of me in a dense forest. She guided me to sofa where uncle is sitting she slowly released me near to uncle and she also sat near me.

I am sitting in between them, he also patted on my back and said. “Hey man cheer up, finish your bottle” He forced me to finish that bottle quickly, Aunt also watching me closely and she is showing some kind of pity for me as if I was fed with some kind of medicine. But she is also smiling at me. When I finished my bottle of beer she clapped and put her left hard around me and pressed on to her. Her long hair was not tied and it was flowing near to her right cheeks to her lap. The way she looked at me tilting her head to her right and looking through the side.. Oh man she is so sexy… Actually I was about to kiss her but I realized she is my Aunt and of course Uncle is sitting near to me. To my surprise as if she read my mind she kissed on my cheeks, pretending that that was the present for finishing that bottle of beer.

Uncle got up and walked to the kitchen and got me another bottle. I also started enjoying their company so I did not hesitate. He came sat on the sofa but this time he was leaning to the side arm rest. One leg folded and kept on the sofa. We were watching TV, and Aunt is sitting close to me and I can feel many areas of her body on my body and I was really enjoying it. After some time she also lift one leg and put on the sofa and lean back. I lost the warm feeling of her body I was disappointed. But after some time she lifted her leg and put it right behind me, that move was so surprising. Because her one leg is behind me and one leg is down and the gown stretched up to her knee on the leg on the floor and exposed a little of her wonderful lovely thigh. I am in between her thighs and even my right butt can touch, or if I stretch my right hand down I can touch her privates. More over I am in between her huge boobs and it can press me anytime she or me wants. I looked at uncle he was not at all noticing us.

She slowly put her left hand also at my back and grabbed me closely and I was pressed into her big firm boobs. She stretched her right hand in front of me and grabbed uncle’s leg, which was on the sofa and pulled him close. He also comes close to me and he also put one hand behind me and grabbed aunt’s shoulder. They were trying to come close as if I am not there. She stretched her hand further and slowly put it under his lunky and grabbed his manhood. I was wondering what is happening, to more of my wonder he stretched further his hand and started playing with her one boob.. I was shocked and pressed in between those two lovely bodies can’t do anything but pressed on to my hard thing come up under my underwear….I was jammed in between two heavenly bodies and having a terrible hard on. Aunt did a great job across me on Uncle and he also getting a very big hard on and I can see that under his lunky. Aunt slowly removed his lunky and uncle raised his butt and removed the lunky from underneath by his self at the same time Bayan escort Aunt rubbed me over my lunky on my hard on.

She smiled at me and said “Mmm… naughty you also getting ready?” I smiled at her.

I saw Uncle’s hard on.. Oh.. what a big tool a lady like Aunt really need such a rod. She then got up and leaned over my lap and reached Uncle’s tool and kissed on it Uncle leaned back to the sofa and slowly closed his eyes. I am also badly in need of something. Aunt is lying on my lap on her belly. She is heavy but I felt good her position. My cock is pocking her belly and she noticed that. She slowly lift her body and rub on it with her belly, I also need to remove my lunky to feel her but I can’t get up. She started doing a very good blow on Uncle and he was enjoying it. I slowly slide my hand above her butts and slipped down to her thigh and lifted her nighty. I reached for her butt and I can feel the tight panty cover her ass. I pressed on it and tried to reach her thigh meeting place. It was so warm and I can feel on her panty that it is cleanly shave.

I played on it above her panty and tried to pull her panty down but I could not do that in that position. She slowly took Uncle’s tool from her mouth and got up and she removed her nighty above her hed and put down. That was my first sight of a full-grown up woman in a Panty and Bra. I became so horny. She moved uncle to the center of the sofa and spread his legs apart. Then she came to me and removed my shirt, lunky and my underwear she slipped down. She knelt down to slip that down further. At the same time she grabbed my rod and pumped him sharply. He stand like spring, she knelt down and took it to her mouth and suck me hard. Then she got up again a big disappointment for me but I was waiting for the next move. When she got up I hold her tightly and I tried to press her boobs from one to another. She enjoyed my play for some time.

Then she pulled me to Uncle she knelt down in between his legs and asked me to kneel down. I also knelt down she started plying his with her mouth and playing mine with her hand. I played her boobs above her bra. She unhooked her bra with the other hand and freed her boobs. Oh… what an enormous boobs. I bent down and tried to suck it, I lifted one of that and with both of my hands and reach there but I could not because of uncle’s leg. Still I tried to play with it. The she took her hand off from my cock and she bends my head towards near to her mouth.

I could not make out what she is trying to do. She removed uncle’s cock from her mouth and kissed me. She put her tough straight into my mouth I can feel the taste and smell of his cock in her mouth and it is so good. She smiled at me and bent me more to his cock. She gave him a deep suck and removed his cock and pointed that to my lips. I can think what she is trying to do I lick his cock. She smiled and asked me “Do you like it?” I did not say anything but I sucked his cock deep and she was holding it straight to my mouth. Two three times I wend down and come up, I was new to all those but I tried to do my best. She pulled it out from my mouth and sucked it many times and again put it back to mine, uncle was making sounds of satisfaction and he grabbed both of our heads.

We were doing that for some time and suddenly Aunt took it from my mouth and she cupped her lips on one side of it and pressed my lips at the other side. Both of our lips covering his cock head from both sides and she started playing on it with her tough, I also did the same. Our toughs were playing each other and uncle’s grip on our head became tighter and tighter. I also grabbed on his shaft and move it up and down. I can feel that he is about to cum. Aunt sucked his cock head in a very tricky manned for a short time and she tighten her lips on it and signaled me with her eyes to do the same. Within seconds uncle jetted out a big load of his semen and both of us received it straight in to our mouth. Oh… that was so great and we sucked him dry. Both us received enough and we removed his from our mouth. Then we play each other with French kisses with his semen in our mouth we exchanged it for some time and swallowed.

I can see uncle is so satisfied and he lied back. Aunt sat down on the floor and leaned back to the sofa her boobs were so raised like two beautiful big round pots. I also on my knees at her side I played with her boobs and bent down and kissed her. Mean time uncle gone to the bathroom.

She pulled me in front of her now I am kneeling right in front of her with my legs at both of her sides my balls rested on her cleavage. She lifted her boobs with both of her hands and I put my cock right in between them. Oh.. what a feeling those were so soft and warm. I moved it back and forth. She pulled it from there and sucked it hard and I lost all my controls and I pumped it hard to her mouth. It last only for few seconds and I shoot it out. She sucked every drop of it and swallowed. Escort But I was so ashamed and disappointed. I know ladies will not like those who cum so fast. I was in deep depression that was my first experience with a lady so I could not control myself. I think she also read my feeling, she got up on her knees and hold me tight. She kissed me all over my face and she was telling me “My little lover do you like us, we love you very much” I was so blushed and kissed her “I love you too” I said. She kissed me again and again. She said “We were planing for this from the day you came to our place… we are so happy and lucky to have you”

Uncle came out from the bathroom and he saw we people on our knees and kissing each other. He came and sat on the sofa and put his hands on our shoulders. We turned to him she looked at him as if she is asking him what is next. He got up again and went to the kitchen and brought two more glasses and two bottle of beers. He pore it in three glasses and we start sipping it off… all were sitting silent. After some time he cracked it with a kiss on both of us and asked

“How are you two doing?” She said “We are fine how about you?” “I am okay, how about you Shyam” He asked me I am sitting quiet as if I could not believe all those things happening to me and around me. He patted on my back and asked us to finish the glasses. When we finished it he guided us to the bedroom We entered in to the bed room all us were naked. I wen to the bath room and washed me clean and came back, When I came back I saw a beautiful scene Aunt was on the bed lying on her back and her legs were wide open. Uncle was in between her legs and licking her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she is holding his head and making some sound of satisfaction. He was playing with his mouth so fast and fast. By seen that I again got a hard on. I reached to bed and sat near to Aunt she opened her eyes and she left Uncles head and she grabbed on my hands and guided to her boobs. I started plating with her enormous boobs. Then I lied on to her and suck them she was making more noise on satisfaction. Uncle also playing too fast and fast, she grabbed my hard on and started playing with it. Moments passed like that and I became so hot and hot. She slowly pulled uncle back her.

They together moved me and positioned me on her and uncle grabbed my cock and shook it. Aunt was screaming in heat. He guided me to her pussy and my cock touched her pussy lips. That warm feeling was too much for me. I pushed him deep into her, she jerked in pain or satisfaction. I pumped deep into her and fucked her hard. I grabbed her both the boobs with my both hands as a support for my deep, hard and fast fuck. She was kicking her butts up to match my rhythm and we played for some time tike that. Then she grabbed me tight and tight The she arched her back. I can make out she reached an orgasm. She made big sound and grabbed me tight Uncle kissed her mouth and suck her lips. In fact I forget his presence till that moment. I stopped for a while giving her enough time to finish her cum. Then again I pumped her hard. He was encouraging me by telling “Oh my son fuck her fuck her hard and fast” I did so for another couple of minute and I also sum with a loud noise I was in some other world. I jetted my cum right deep in her pussy again and again my cock jerked inside her. Finally I collapsed on to her boobs. Both of us were sweating and tiered.

Slowly I got up, uncle also help me to get up from top off her. She also got up and kissed me lovingly. Then she walked to the bath room. Uncle kissed me and asked

“Was that your first experience with a woman” “Yes” I said “I can make out that from your wild fuck on her” Uncle said “Have you ever played with your friends any boys before”

“No” I Said

“Okay we are going to have a wonderful session before we are going to sleep today”

She came our from the bath room. Then I went to bath room for a wash. When I came back there are another bottle of beers. We sat together and sipped the glasses in between we sipped from each others mouth also. The Aunt slowly got up and started doing some arrangements on the bed. I can make out that they had done this before. I was wondering what are arrangements Aunt is doing and it is for what kind of a new play. She removed all pillows from the bed. She put two pillows at the long side of the bed one on top of the other one at the center. The she put another one at the opposite side near to the wall. She asked me to sit on the two pillows stack, I followed her orders. Then she came in front of me and kissed on my lips, I sucked her lips in and played with my tough. She also did the same for me, I started with playing her both the boobs with my both hands and it is so reachable in that position. We stayed there like that for some time and I started to have a hard on again.

She slowly extend her hand and grabbed my dick and slowly slowly played with it. He is getting ready for another shot. She slowly pushed me back to the bed and climbed on to the bed. Now I am laying on my back. My head on the pillow at the back end and my butts on the two pillows and my legs were hanging down to the floor.

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Tom and Luke Get a Family Pt. 01

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Tom and Luke get a family Pt 01

[This story follows on from Dom and Sandro]

Chapter I The première of Oberon and a career opportunity

A year had gone by uneventfully. Tom Appleton was now beginning his third year in his appointment as a lecturer in the University of Trabizona in Emilia-Romagna, and although he spent about 30% of his time in lecturing, the remaining time in the lab was proving very fruitful. Professor Arturo Sescantanto had even given him a doctoral student to supervise. His name was Carlo, and he was an attractive young man, who, if Tom’s partner Luke Singleton-Scarborough had seen him, might have become a source of jealousy.

But Luke had other preoccupations. The long-awaited first night of Carl Maria von Weber’s opera Oberon at the Teatro Musicale in Trabizona would take place under his direction the next day. The principals were all well rehearsed, the chorus was ready and the guest conductor Maestro Steinberger was satisfied with the orchestra. The sets and costumes all looked magnificent, particularly since the designer was a young man without much of a reputation. They had finally elected to use the Bodansky version of the libretto in which the spoken dialogue was replaced by recitative, as well as being translated into Italian. Critics from several European nations were expected for this first revival of a Weber opera in Italy for some years.

David, Luke’s Dad, had flown over from England for the occasion, and a box was reserved for a party consisting of him, Tom, Tom’s friend from the lab Ben and his wife Leonora, Arturo and Bastian, Arturo’s boyfriend. An Italian tenor was singing the title role and the role of Sir Huon was sung by the English tenor Felix Arundell. Reiza, the female soprano lead, was sung by Anna Kreissmüller, a young German soprano. When the evening arrived, the guests were all assembled in the box, while Luke was sweating and fretting away backstage. The overture began and at its end, the curtain rose on Oberon’s bower.

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The performance lasted a long time, but everything went smoothly, and both Arundell and Kreissmüller got thunderous applause. Next day the critics were very complimentary, although some complained that the original English or later German versions of the libretto should have been used. Pauline the répétiteuse and Cornelio the General Manager’s decision to use an Italian version was vindicated however by the fact that within three days, all eight performances were sold out, even at the high ticket price that a new commercial production necessitates. Pauline and Cornelio were delighted and David was very complimentary. He told his son that the production had probably made his career. A month later, Luke got an E-mail from England inviting him to apply for the job of General Manager of the Royal Bristol Opera.

This was a bombshell. Pauline and Cornelio did not want him to leave Trabizona, and Luke was faced with a real dilemma. No way did he want to leave Italy, whose whole atmosphere and climate were deeply dear to him. Like his mother, he wanted to make a permanent home there. Tom could not leave without breaking his contract, even though he could easily get a job back home, maybe even a chair. But Luke would never get another chance to work back in England in his chosen field, and only in England could a gay couple adopt children. But his job carried with it, exactly like his brother Sandro, the inevitable need to work permanently unsocial hours, and a restrictive holiday period. This was really incompatible with proper family life. So the alternatives open to the two men were both stark. Stay in Italy and make good careers, but childless, or return to Britain, adopt a family, but leave behind the life and climate of Italy, which even Tom had learned to love.

The decision when it came was made easier when Luke discovered that the job in Bristol involved just such unsocial hours as his present job. It was not a desk job with office hours. So he replied that he had decided not to apply. However, the invitation had shaken up Cornelio. He had really thought that he might lose Luke. So Luke had a strong hand when he negotiated a new contract with Cornelio. This gave Luke the whole of August free on full pay, and a stipulation that he would undertake no more than eight productions per year, with a commitment to act as répétiteur for two further productions, to allow Pauline the chance to try her hand at directing. This new contract satisfied everyone.

Chapter II A pregnancy and another opportunity

In the meantime, something else happened that affected the men’s lives. One of the female technicians in Tom’s lab got pregnant, and had been abandoned by the putative father, who had rapidly disappeared. The girl, who was about twenty-three, went to see Arturo and asked him (he was now head of department) what she should do. She did not want her baby to be adopted, she wanted to look after it Escort bayan herself, but she had no money, and any kind of state benefit was inadequate. She would not consider an abortion and the man who had seduced her was untraceable.

Arturo at once thought of Tom and Luke. He said to the girl, “I know personally two young gay men living in permanent partnership who are very keen to bring up a family. Italian law does not allow them to adopt, but there’s no reason why they should not become foster parents to your child. This would enable you to feed the child and care for it in their home. They would give you free accommodation and pay you a salary to look after it at least until it gets to school age or maybe even eighteen. I know these men. They are wealthy, honourable and caring. They would pay all the costs of bringing up the child, and because they are gay, there is no chance of either of them ever laying a finger on you. Neither of them is Italian, but they both speak Italian very well. What do you think? You know one of them, he is Tom Appleton and he works in the lab.”

“It’s an interesting proposition, but of course I need to meet these two men, because I would have to live in the same house with them, even if they don’t want me in bed with them!”

“OK, how about tomorrow at 6 pm?” It was Tuesday, and Arturo knew that Luke did not work on Wednesday evenings. The girl, whose name was Olivia, agreed.

Arturo called Tom in to see him and told him what had happened. Tom got extremely excited, and said “Olivia has always seemed to me a sweet girl. What figlio di puttana could fuck her, get her pregnant and leave her in the lurch?” Tom asked, in a splendid mixture of English and Italian crudities. “Come what may, I will have Luca here by 6 pm tomorrow!” And so at the time agreed, the three met with Arturo in his office the next day.

Olivia was a tall dark-haired girl with a big bulge, emphasizing the fact that she was basically rather slender in build. It transpired that she was six months gone, that she was attending an antenatal clinic for pregnancy care and that an ultrasonic scan had revealed that the baby was a boy. She looked closely at the two men. Luca, as Luke was always known in Italy, was tall, slim and dark-skinned with longish black hair and a goatee. Tom, whom she knew, was tall, muscular, clean-shaven with crew-cut hair and a hairy body. Both men were fit, with strong arms and legs and flat bellies, and not unattractive. She reckoned that they were in their early thirties or late twenties.

She felt that Sescantanto’s proposition needed careful consideration. In spite of her awkward and vulnerable situation, she was shrewd and honest. She did not see herself as a housekeeper or sex partner to either or both of them: she wanted freedom to live her own life, with her own room, a private bathroom and the freedom to go out whenever and with whom she wished, subject of course to the needs of the baby.

The boys also had their own ideas. If Olivia was free to go out whenever and with whom she wished, how could they be sure that she would not take the baby and run off with another man, or even with a woman? They could not make any kind of legally binding agreement, because it would be unenforceable. The whole arrangement required absolute faith and trust between all parties. They felt that they must consult Bastian on a professional basis. Bastian, Arturo’s boyfriend, was a lawyer.

After a good discussion, the four decided that Olivia should spend an evening with each of the boys for them to get to know each other. The arrangement they made was that Tom would cook a meal for Olivia and Luke and then leave the flat for the two to talk privately. When it was Tom’s turn to meet Olivia, the two would go out to a quiet and discreet restaurant where they could talk tête-à-tête, because Luke was not much of a cook! After that, the three would meet again with Arturo and decide on further action.

Chapter III Luke meets Olivia

Tom cooked a simple pasta meal for Luke and Olivia, a seafood lasagna, followed by ice-cream. The girl arrived about 7 pm, and Tom served up the meal and then left. He did not feel like going to the lab, so he went to the cinema.

Olivia told Luke that she was a country girl, that she dared not tell her parents about her pregnancy, and she did not know many people in Trabizona, where she had only worked for a couple of years. She had no brothers or sisters who might have helped her. She seemed to be an intelligent girl who had been swept off her feet and dishonourably treated by a young man unprepared to take responsibility for his actions. Luke was very sympathetic: he told her how his mother had been similarly victimized by a man and how she had had him adopted.

He explained that he had been brought up by a gay couple, one of whom was his mother’s brother, without any females in the house on a regular basis until his sister Bayan escort was born by a surrogate mother. He told her that his childhood had been very happy, that his two fathers had looked after him well, but that when he finally at age nineteen met his mother, he wished that she had been around when he was little. He said he admired Olivia’s decision to keep her baby and that he would be very happy to help bring up the boy.

He did however make it clear that if Olivia subsequently formed a new relationship, she would have to leave her son behind. He said he knew that that sounded harsh, but a new relationship should be started without any strings. He and Tom wanted to raise the boy and educate him up to university level. The boy however should keep her surname. He said that it would be a hindrance to the boy to have either his or Tom’s English surnames.

He told Olivia that she would have total security and protection provided by Tom and himself, but that it would really be better if she did not get involved with another man. She told Luke that she was happy with those terms, that she did not feel that she wanted a new relationship with either man or woman. Luke knew that promises or intentions of this kind are pretty worthless, and that he and Tom were totally at the mercy of her whims, and if she changed her mind, they could, and almost certainly would, lose the boy. It was only worth the risk if they could reasonably rely on her keeping to her promise. The heartbreak that could be caused if she took the boy away from Tom and Luke would be incalculable, and did not bear thinking about.

He wished that Olivia were like Leonora Curtiss, whom he knew would absolutely remain faithful to a promise. He decided that he needed the opinion of Bastian, Arturo and his mother as to the likelihood of her adhering to her promise. Of course, Tom and he had money on their side, but money is no proof against a mother who has made up her mind to keep her child.

Chapter IV Tom meets Olivia

Olivia Desparaldi had had no close friends in Trabizona, and had been lonely and miserable until she met the man who had seduced her. He was very sympathetic and seemed to be kind, but his thoughtfulness had not extended to the use of rubberware. It had never occurred to her to go on the pill, because it was not often that they slept together. She had really fallen deeply for him, to the extent of taking him home to meet her parents. They had seen through him at once and warned her that he had no serious intentions and that she ought to dump him.

So when she had found herself pregnant and joyfully announced to him her condition, she was devastated when he told her to get rid of the baby. When she told him that she had no intention of doing so, he vanished. His flat was empty, his mobile phone number no longer worked and he had disappeared into thin air. From that moment on Olivia in desperation had been closely scrutinizing the men in the department. Tom had been one of those who caught her eye. She liked his well cared-for appearance and his kindly demeanour.

Although he worked in the same department, Tom only knew Olivia by sight. But he knew that she was not a naïve and simple little girl. You had to be intelligent and hard-working to hold down a job in Sescantanto’s lab.

They met at a small restaurant near the boys’ flat where they often ate when neither Tom nor Costanza could cook a meal. Tom scrutinized Olivia closely and liked what he saw. She had nice eyes and attractive dark wavy hair. Already pregnancy hormones had enlarged her normally fairly insignificant breasts, so that any hot-blooded Northern Italian male would have looked at them lustfully. (Northern Italians go for tits and butter, Southern Italians for arses and olive oil). Even Tom, who much preferred muscles and trim arses to breasts, felt a slight stiffening of his tool. Unlike Luke, Tom did find women quite attractive, and he sometimes wondered if he was bi.

Olivia looked him full in the eyes and asked him about himself. He told her about how his teenage life had disintegrated after the death of his mother when he was fifteen, and how only one of his five sisters had cared for him while he studied to get into university, and how when he got there, the only person who had befriended him was Luke, with whom he had fallen in love and later become his lifetime partner. He told her how Luke’s love had brought him via sexual intercourse into a belief in a loving God, and how he had been baptized as a student, and how the Christian faith had become a cement joining the two of them together. He did not tell her what we know, that he was a chemical genius, destined for high academic achievements.

Tom asked her in English how well she could speak the language. She replied that her English was not very good, but Tom reckoned that it was lack of self-confidence about her linguistic skills that made her so modest. They talked Escort in English for about ten minutes, and it was clear that she had a good understanding of the grammar and syntax, but that her tenses were often confused and her vocabulary a bit limited. But both could easily be improved with practice.

Tom wondered why Olivia had not adopted the normal practice of girls in her situation of asking her parents or close friends to help her look after her baby. She said that she felt that she could not admit to her parents that they were right and that she should have heeded their advice. Tom told her in no uncertain terms that strained relations with her parents were no recipe for a happy upbringing for her baby.

He said that if he and Luca were to become his foster parents, no way would they consider it unless they had her parents’ full approval. “You can’t turn your back on your parents!” he said. “They love you, and however much they may disapprove of what you have done, you need their help and support to bring up your baby. Luca and I would of course take a father’s role, and ensure that you and your son are housed, clothed and fed, but you need your parents as well as us to love and cherish him and give him the best upbringing that can be had.” He reached out and took Olivia’s hand and kissed it. “Go this weekend, and talk to your mother and father!” he said. Olivia was surprised at this gesture of affection, and Luke if he had seen it would have had a pang of jealousy.

Chapter V What should Luke and Tom do?

Immediately after Tom’s meeting, on a Sunday night, Luke and Tom went to bed early, not to sleep but to discuss their impressions about Olivia. “I think that she is a sweet as well as an intelligent girl,” said Tom, “and like your mother, she has misjudged a member of our sex. I feel ashamed to be a man when I hear of people like those two worthless wops. What she most needs is a loving honest male like Massimo to marry her. But as none of those appear to be forthcoming, we are all that she has. I think she would make an excellent wife. If we take care of her baby though, she will lead a live without sex. That may well be OK for some women, but others are not going to like that. And if she meets and falls in love with a man, she will want to take the baby and go with him. What do you think?”

“The only way that we could avoid that would be for one of us to get her pregnant. We would then have father’s rights over her second child. But the main question is: What is best for her?”

“In my opinion,” said Tom, “that is her big deciding question!

“But to change the subject completely, my sweet fag-boy,” Tom continued, “what about a fuck? As usual, I can’t lie close to you without getting a hard-on! Would you like to ride my dick?” After the usual preparations, Tom lay on his back, his lubed-up berubbered dick sticking up like a submarine’s periscope, and Luke knelt over him, facing him and straddled across his body. Tom reached up and started to caress Luke’s nipples and stroke the hair on his chest.

Luke bent forward and kissed him passionately. “My darling Tom, why have I made things so hard for you? If I hadn’t insisted on us coming to Italy, you would be a Fellow of Buckingham and a university lecturer in Camford by now. As it is, I am stuck here with an exciting but insecure job. OK, I now have a decent salary, but nonetheless an uncertain future.”

“Shut up, and let me get on with the job! No talking shop when we’re fucking!” said Tom lustfully, in the crudest terms that he ever used. He was much more polite than his partner. Luke lowered himself gently until his rear end engaged with Tom’s tool. They then both pushed and Tom’s cock entered Luke’s rectum. Then followed a very sweaty few minutes as both men worked to provide maximum friction to Tom’s tool.

Tom smiled contentedly as he watched Luke’s giant but limp cock shaking up and down with the movements of Luke’s pelvis. Luke’s sweat trickled from his armpits down his side and splashed onto Tom’s belly. Eventually with a shout, Tom came violently, shaking his partner with his shuddering orgasm. “I love you, my sweet pretty youth,” he said. “I am so proud that you are mine. If you wanted to go to the Amazon jungle or the Sahara, I would go with you without hesitation. In the words of Ruth, Whither thou goest, I will go, where thou lodgest I will lodge, thy people shall be my people and thy God my God. ”

“There you go again, preaching in bed!” grinned Luke, as Tom’s limp dick slipped out of his hole with a popping sound that made them both giggle. He flopped on the bed beside Tom and started to nibble Tom’s tits.

“Quoting scripture isn’t exactly preaching!” replied Tom, shivering with delight at the sensation coming from his chest. “But thank you, my sweet love for letting me fuck you! My foul dirty lust for your bowel opening increases every time that I bugger you. If making love with my fag-boy is depraved, then I am proud to sink to the bottom of the foul black pit of depravity! It’s a great shame that that wonderful source of pleasure, the arsehole, should have become a term of abuse among ignorant people!”

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Forever Love Forgotten Ch. 01

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After a lifetime of love, laughs, and memories of good times mixed with bad times, a man with dementia forgets his wife, his children, and his grandchildren.

This is a true story about my grandparents. Spread out over five decades and three generations, this story is about their lives together. This story about love, sex, commitment, drinking, extramarital affairs, incestuous sex, mistakes, forgiveness, and romance. Against all odds, they remained together until death do they part.

Written from what was recorded in my grandmother’s journal, from their love letters, from their photos, and from all that she honestly and affectionately told me about my grandfather, I didn’t really know them until I read all that she wrote. I really didn’t know them until I started writing this story. I lovingly devote this story to my granddad, Papa George, and my grandmother, Grandma Mary. May you both rest in peace.

Difficult to sum up a lifelong love affair in one story, it took time to develop the characters and to show their undying love for one another. A story about love, romance, and sex, this is a story about the frailties of human nature, the sexual temptations, and drinking to an excess. This story is more about the lives of my grandfather and grandmother than about me. I’m just a storyteller, the narrator, and the dirty, story whisperer.

Instead of only focusing on one specific element in the story, I wanted to focus on a lifelong commitment of love and loyalty, despite my grandfather’s sexual affairs with my grandmother’s older sister and her mother. Without love, honor, loyalty, fidelity, and respect, there would be no romance. I wanted to show the trials, temptations, and tribulations of human nature when remaining married for so long. Surprisingly, even my grandfather and grandmother had sexual lives before I was born.

All part of their love story, in the beginning, Mary having babies, maintaining a house, and raising five children, took all the time she had. George’s drinking and extramarital, sexual affairs with her sister, her mother, her best friend, her co-worker, and their next-door neighbor commanded the center stage of their rocky relationship that soured when they started having children. Yet, no matter what he did, forever and always there for him, my grandmother still loved my grandfather.

Mary understood him, forgave him, and forgave her sister and her mother when he sexually cheated on her with them. Of all women to have extramarital sex with, her sister, his sexy sister-in-law, and her mother, his MILF of a mother-in-law, their forbidden, naked bodies should have been off-limits. Finally seeing them for who they were, she no longer had anything to do with her childhood, best friend, her co-worker, and her next-door neighbor when George confessed that he cheated on her with them too.

Yet, instead of divorcing him, she forgave him. Instead of divorcing him, she gave him what he needed. She gave him what he wanted. She gave him what every married man needs and wants. A simple solution, she gave him more sex. Decades later, with all of his extramarital affairs in their past, instead of putting him in a nursing home when he developed Alzheimer’s disease, she lovingly took care of him.

# # #

Basically, a good man, a kind man, loving, caring, and sensitive man, yet, seemingly always horny, George was a man of addictions and sexual fetishes. Addicted to his wife, Mary, Saint Mary, as we all affectionately called her when not calling her Queen Mary, having known her all of his life as next-door neighbors and childhood friends, he loved her deeply and passionately. Later in life, something in his genes, with his father addicted to alcohol, unable to stop drinking, drinking more instead of less, he became addicted to alcohol too.

Since he was a boy reading his father’s Penthouse and Playboy magazines, he had a sexual fetish for breasts, especially, big, shapely tits with hard, erect nipples. Big tits were what turned him on whenever he was horny. Big, tits, at least a C cup but preferably a D cup or a double D cup is what got his sexual motor running. In the way that big breasts controlled his horny imagination, he was a sucker for big tits.

In the way their big breasts filled out their tight tops, something about the way that big, breasted women with shapely bodies looked, moved, and carried themselves, he loved big, breasted women. He loved seeing big, meaty breasts overflowing tight, low-cut blouses and jiggling inside of sexy bras wired and uplifted for support. He loved seeing down-blouse views of long, sexy lines of cleavage. He loved seeing the erect impressions of women’s nipples through their clothes.

If he had a sexual fetish for anything, he had an erotic fascination for big boobs, the bigger the better. Seeing them, touching them, feeling them, fondling them, groping them, sucking them, dreaming about them, and masturbating over them, George couldn’t get enough of big tits. Escort bayan Unless the woman was butt ugly, a woman with big breasts always commanded his sexual attention. If he was an artist painting a woman, in the way that many famous Renaissance artists, such as Flemish artist, Sir Peter Paul Rubens had done, with bare breasted women a favorite subject to paint, he’d paint topless women with big breasts.

Even though they were much younger than he was, his dream women were Kim Kardashian from reality TV fame, Sofia Vergara from Modern Family, and Christina Hendricks from Mad Men. They had big tits, really big tits. Yet, when Mary stopped giving him sex when she was pregnant and George started having extramarital, sexual affairs with big, breasted women, especially when drinking. His addiction for alcohol and his sexual fetish for big tits almost cost him his marriage and Mary, the love of his life. Now, with all of that behind him, all of that bad, sexual trauma and drunken behavior was in his past.

Now, an older couple, blessed with good health and an active sexlife, George and Mary went to bed early. With the kids all grown, leaving the nest, and married with children themselves, it was their night for love, romance, and sex. Without missing a week, and after renewing their vows years ago, a pledge she made for him to stop drinking and cheating on her with other women, they had sex every week, sometimes twice a week. Never have they been happier, more connected, more sexually satisfied, and more in love.

Forgiving him for his dirty, sexual deeds and fixing what was broken in their marriage, she understood his addiction to alcohol, his fetish with big breasts, and his need for sex. A tolerant woman, she got him help for his alcohol addiction. A loving wife, understanding his need for sex, she gave him all the sex he wanted and needed. Saving their marriage by not giving up on him but helping to return their father back to their children, after traversing a rocky road of sexual temptations and wanton, lustful desires, their marriage couldn’t be any better and their love any stronger.

# # #

Looking back now at all that happened long ago, it was a good thing they only had five children. Always when she was pregnant, only when she was pregnant, he cheated on her with five women, the cad. Even worse, instead of cheating on her with strangers or hookers, as if he wanted to be caught, he cheated on her with those closest to her and with those available to him. Whenever he was drinking, he cheated on her with her sister, her best friend, her co-worker, their next-door neighbor, and, whenever she was sleeping overnight to help with the kids, even with her mother.

Now, something as simple as a loving, sexual touch, Mary and George were always hugging, holding one another, and kissing. When in bed, they were always touching, fondling, and spooning. With their sexlife much better than it ever was before, instead of masturbating himself, when he wasn’t masturbating her, she masturbated him. Something a little more sexually exciting, when he wasn’t eating her pussy, she sucked his prick. Both their favorite sexual things to do, giving one another a lifetime of sexual pleasure, when they weren’t making love, they were fucking as if they were teenagers still dating.

In this time of homelessness, poverty, unemployment, and despair with people living paycheck to paycheck while struggling to make ends meet by working more than one, part-time job without benefits, George was thankful for his retirement pension and his Social Security. He was grateful for his house that they finally paid off ten years ago. Proud that he could afford to send his children to college, he was thankful for his children and his grandchildren. Blessed with an abundance to be grateful and thankful for, he had everything he needed to make him happy, especially still having Mary still, the love of his life.

Because she was so loving, caring, sexual, and forgiving, he called her Queen Mary, named after Queen Mary of Teck. Whenever he called her Queen Mary, she called him King George, named after King George V. In the way that Queen Mary and King George were husband and wife, Mary and George were husband and wife too. They took a lot of ribbing from their friends and children because of their names, especially whenever It’s A Wonderful Life played at Christmas with Donna Reed as Mary Hatch and Jimmy Stewart as George Bailey.

Finally having the house to themselves again with their children and grandchildren gone after a long week of visiting, they were ready to embrace their love again. Ready for sex, still his favorite thing to do even after more than five decades with the same woman, George couldn’t wait to slowly undress Mary before she excused herself to put on one of her sexy nightgowns. His clue, whenever she wore her sexy nightgown to bed, instead of her long, flannel one in the winter or her short, cotton one in the summer, he knew he’d Bayan escort be getting lucky.

Still some of his favorite things to do, starting out by kissing her, touching her, and feeling her, George loved his wife’s big tits. With her sister, Donna, and her mother, Carol, having big tits too, huge breasts ran in their family. Unable to help himself, in the way that he stared at Mary’s big tits, undressing them both with his eyes, he stared at his sister-in-law’s and his mother-in-law’s big tits too. Where many women have modest A cup or B cup breasts, not women’s ideal breast size, most women want and/or prefer to have C cup breasts.

Yet, Mary, Donna, and Carol had what most women didn’t have and, admittedly, what many women wouldn’t want. They had what other women wished they had and what small breasted women paid a plastic surgeon to give them. They had what some strippers, exotic dancers, actresses, porn stars, hookers, and call girls, wished they all had. They had firm and shapely, D cup breasts, with big nipples. Indeed, suffice to say that Mary, Donna, and Carol all had big tits, very big tits.

Even his MILF of a mother-in-law, twenty-five-years his senior, still had shapely breasts that sagged very little. Going all the way back to her great grandmother, all the women in Mary’s family had big tits, enormous boobs. Whenever with Mary, her mother, and her sister in the same room, he was on sexual overload. He loved it when the three women sexually teased him by giving him a group hug when he was sitting in his chair. Literally smothering him with her big boobs, he wished he had the nerve to reach up and feel his sister-in-law’s and/or his mother-in-law’s big breasts.

A big, tit fest, with him in breast heaven, and with them all aware that he had a big, breast fetish, George didn’t know where to look. Trying not to be caught staring, with his wife, sister-in-law, and mother-in-law all proud of their big breasts, they routinely wore tops that were cut low enough to display their sexy cleavage. As if they were deliberately or unintentionally, sexually teasing him, they wore tops that were tight enough to display the shape and the size of their enormous tits. They wore revealing tops that couldn’t hide the impressions of their erect nipples.

As if they were modeling their big tits just for him, he couldn’t help himself from staring at the huge impressions his wife’s, his sister-in-law’s, and his mother-in-law’s breasts made in their tops and blouses. As if they sexually teased him by wearing something as tight fitting and/or as low-cut, he swooned at the immense size of their enormous breasts. Obviously, with Mary’s big tits not enough for him, George dreamt of seeing, touching, feeling, fondling, groping, and sucking Donna’s and Carol’s big tits. He routinely masturbated over the imagined, sexual thoughts of seeing his sister-in-law and/or mother-in-law topless and/or naked.

Alas, something he knew would never happen, he’d never see, touch, feel, fondle, grope, and/or suck Donna’s or Carol’s big tits. Unfortunately, him having incestuous sex with his sister-in-law and/or his mother-in-law would never happen. If only his sister-in-law had a sexual fetish for his big cock in the way that he had a sexual fetish for her big tits, he’d be a happy brother-in-law. If only his mother-in-law had a sexual fetish for his big cock in the way that he had a sexual fetish for her big tits, he’d be a happy son-in-law.

If only his sister-in-law and mother-in-law wanted to see, feel, fondle, grope, stroke, and suck his prick in the way that he wanted to see, feel, fondle, grope, and suck their tits, they’d make his sexual fantasies come true. If only his sister-in-law, Donna, wanted to have sex with him in the way that he wanted to have sex with her, she wouldn’t have to ask him twice. If only his mother-in-law, Carol, wanted to have sex with him in the way that he wanted to have sex with her, he’d give her all the sex she wanted and needed.

# # #

In her younger days before they were married and had children, in the way that she’s a morally modest, mature wife, mother, and grandmother now, Mary was less of a sexual prude then. Shocking, albeit sexually arousing for her and sexually exciting for him, they lived next-door to one another. With her bedroom window facing his bedroom window, as soon as she turned 18-years-old, knowing how enamored he was with her big breasts, one night, she gave him a slow, sexy striptease show. Once he invited her to the prom, showing him all that he wanted to see, she matched his voyeurism with her exhibitionism.

Unembarrassed and unashamed, as if she was a whore in the window of New Orleans’ red-light district, she sexually teased him and drove him mad with sexual lust and wanton desire. She showed him all that he hoped to see of her beautiful, naked body, especially her shapely breasts, symmetrical areolas, and pink nipples. Pretending she didn’t know he was watching and Escort could see her in her underwear, topless, and/or naked, she trumped his pervert card with her card of innocence. While undressing, she mindlessly paraded back and forth by her unshaded bedroom window while knowing he was watching.

As if she was Mary Louise Weller as Mandy Pepperidge and he was John Belushi as John Blutarsky in Animal House, she undressed with her light on and her shades not drawn. Unable to see him with the glare of her bright light reflecting back her naked image in her window, she knew that he could clearly see her. Pretending she was unaware he was watching, she sexually teased him by seductively stripping herself naked and flashing him her naked breasts. One, slow button at a time, while facing their windows, she removed her blouse and her short skirt.

Knowing he was still there watching and, no doubt, masturbating himself, she paraded around her bedroom in her bra and panties before reaching behind her to remove her bra. With him her private, exclusive, striptease audience of one, as if she was a stripper on stage, while facing her window, she slowly removed her bra straps, first one and then the other, before removing her bra. Then, in full view of his bedroom window, she sat at her vanity table topless while slowly brushing her hair 100-times. Every time she brushed her hair, her big breasts moved and jiggled with her.

Not done, giving him a front, side, and back view of her naked body, she stood in front of her three-way, full-length mirror while staring at herself from all sides. As if she was giving herself a breast exam, in the way that he obviously wanted to touch, squeeze, feel, and fondle her big tits, she touched, squeezed, felt, and fondled her big, naked breasts. Sexually arousing herself, she fingered her nipples and lifted her breasts to her mouth to suck them.

Giving him a masturbation show, she pulled, turned, and twisted her erect nipples, while rubbing her clit and fingerfucking her pussy. In the way that he was, no doubt, masturbating himself while watching, she masturbated herself while acting as if she didn’t know he was there watching and couldn’t see. Then, laying on her bed that was pressed up against her bedroom window, she teased her clit with her vibrator.

Unable to fuck herself with her dildo for fear that she’d ruin her virginity, she rubbed her clit with finger instead. With her legs spread wide open and with her torso turned to face the window, she not only showed him her blonde, trimmed pussy but also, she showed him plenty of pink. Something she’d never do with him in his father’s car, she freely and willingly did in her bedroom. Even though she knew he was watching, she could always plead her innocence that she didn’t realized her shade wasn’t drawn and didn’t know that he could see.

By all that her grandmother wrote in her journal, the first time she dared strip for him, having never done anything like that or exposed her bra and panties, or her topless and/or naked body to anyone before, she was nervous. The first time she showed him her naked breasts and the rest of her naked body, especially her naked pussy, with him staring at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world, she was sexually aroused. Obviously, enjoying the sexual attention, she wanted to have sex with him as much as he wanted to have sex with her.

Even though she was an 18-year-old virgin, she wanted to see his naked prick. Even though she was unsullied, she wanted him to make love to her before fucking her. Having never given anyone a hand job, she wanted to stroke his naked cock while fondling the head of his dick with her fingertips. Having never given anyone a blowjob before, she wanted to suck his cock as much as he wanted to feel and fondle her tits. She wanted to know what it felt and tasted like for him to cum in her willing mouth and swallow his cum.

# # #

“I saw you last night,” said George to Mary the next morning while staring at her as if undressing her with his eyes and as if she was still naked now. “I watched you touching yourself,” he said pausing as if rethinking what he was about to say next. “I masturbated myself while staring at your big tits. You have such big tits. I masturbated again this morning while remembering you naked. You have such a beautiful body.”

Sexually excited by all that he saw, and after summoning the courage to tell her that he saw her naked, he hoped his voyeurism wouldn’t stop her exhibitionism. She gave him an embarrassed smile mixed with a sexual aroused look. No doubt, with this just the beginning, and with her continuing to sexually tease him, she gave him a sexy smile. Obviously wanting to continue their sexy, striptease game of show and tell with some dirty talk, she asked her next questions while already knowing his answers.

“Oh, George. I had no idea you could see me. I had no idea you were watching. I’m so embarrassed,” she said feigning her shame.

He laughed.

“Sorry. You forgot to pull your shade and when I saw you undressing in the window, I couldn’t help myself from watching you strip yourself naked. Don’t be embarrassed, Mary. I’m not,” he said with a dirty laugh.

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Forbidden Desires , Awakenings Ch. 02

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She continued to relax after her intense orgasm but she still felt the need to feel more, she needed more. She took several big sighs and then decided to go for a swim. With the knowledge of being completely alone, she walked the small distance to the edge of the water and stood allowing the waves to eagerly lap at her feet. The pulling sensation felt cool. The brisk air from the ocean made her skin tingle from head to toe and whipped her long hair around her in disarray.

From a distance, he watched her. She looked like a goddess to him…standing beneath the glow of the moonlight in all her glory. Still, he used the binoculars…not missing any detail of her hardened nipples down to her smooth pussy …he could even see the goose bumps on her from the chilly air. Still, she stood…as if mesmerized by some unseen lover in a far away land.

He watched…as she walked further out into the water and then dove in. She reappeared and jumped against the waves that were becoming stronger. He sat up quickly as if … sensing…something wrong.

She relished in the cold water that somehow seemed to cool the fire that was deep inside. Suddenly she felt something unfamiliar as her feet were quickly tugged and then again until she was jerked under water. She fought against the strong pull but it was hard. Her efforts were causing her to tire very easily and quickly. Wild thoughts ran through her mind of how easily mishaps can happen in the ocean and some people never found.

He saw her struggles and quickly jumped into the ocean. He was an excellent swimmer and quickly closed the distance between them. Minutes seemed like hours as he finally reached Escort bayan her. She was weak as she had pulled lose from the undertow that had tried to claim her.

He reached under to secure her with one arm as he swam to the safety of the beach. When he could stand, he picked up her almost lifeless form and laid her down tenderly on the sand. She coughed several times and finally began to open her eyes. He watched her closely to make sure she was ok.

“Lie still,” he said as he rose to go to her bungalow and find her towel. As he walked back to her, he noticed that she was sitting with her hands attempting to cover her body. He smiled as he thought ‘Baby, if you only knew’.

He wrapped the large towel around her shivering body as he sat down next to her.

“Are you okay now?” his tone of concern startled her as she turned to look into his eyes.

She made an attempt to smile. “Yes, and, and thank you for helping me. I was getting so weak.”

“It’s okay…my pleasure,” he smiled. “Just glad I was around tonight. I hate to think of what could have happened if I had not been.”

She pulled the towel closer as he helped her to her feet. She was still shaken so he walked with her. Her senses were becoming clearer as she realized that this stranger had saved her life…but also had seen her completely nude body. Her face was flaming red and she was glad it was dark except for the soft glow from her bungalow and the moonlight.

They arrived and she excused herself as she picked up her clothing and dashed inside to quickly rinse the sand off and dress. She was shaking but not from the event that had Bayan escort happened. His nearness had moved her deeply. His gorgeous deep eyes and masculine physique seemed to hypnotize her. She returned outside to see him standing…watching the ocean just as she had done earlier.

She was carrying two bottles and offered him a beer as she stood quietly beside of him. He smiled as he looked at her.

“Peaceful isn’t it?” he asked almost to himself.

She sat down in the lounger as she quietly answered, “Yes.”

He turned and waited to see how she would react to his still being so near. When she looked up into his eyes, she felt the desire in his eyes that matched hers. Their gaze lingered without words being spoken. Even with her clothes on, she was beautiful. He couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering over her luscious form again. When their eyes locked once more he smiled as he came closer to her.

“Thank you again, for being there, for saving me from drowning.”

He smiled. He could tell how his nearness was affecting her, and he was surprised that with all that had happened, he was feeling this need to possess her overwhelming him again. There was some type of…innocence…about her that intrigued him.

“I ummm,” she stammered…”I did not realize anyone was close. It is good for me that you were though.”

Suddenly, her eyes widened as she wondered….’no, he couldn’t have…seen me.’

As if he could tell what she was thinking, he smiled and then looked away.

“Where exactly….did you come from?” She wanted to know yet was almost afraid to.

He stretched out his arm and pointed toward Escort the pier. She had noticed it earlier but really did not pay any attention to it.

“With it getting dark, then…how did you see me struggling?” she had a funny look on her face as he answered.

“Binoculars.” He watched the play of emotions cross her face…from understanding…to really understanding. He knew that he had been caught by the look on her face. His eyes never left hers as he stepped closer to her.

“You, you…” she left it unfinished as he came even closer.

“You are the most incredible vision I have ever seen. Please forgive me…but …” he did not finish as her lips parted in an open invitation. Who actually began the kiss did not matter as her arms pulled him closer.

She sighed softly as his tongue found hers and began teasing. His lips beginning to trail kisses on her lips, down to her neck…and still she pulled him closer. “Ahhhhhhh…” she moaned as he kissed her while his hands began to roam. It did not matter that she had just met him…or that she did not know his name…for this was a totally new experience for her to be so drawn to someone and become intimately involved so quickly.

He knew she was different…yet still…she was such an intoxicating woman with needs that matched his own. Her hand too began to roam. His breath caught as she reached for his hard cock that was already throbbing. He pulled away for a moment and looked deep in her eyes making sure this is what she wanted.

Her smile was timid….and a little shy. But they both knew. He rose and unzipped his wet shorts while he continued to watch her. He was surprised that she opened her shirt. His pulse quickened as he again saw her beautiful and sensuous breasts.

“Please,” she softly whispered. Her smile was now gone as desire began to burn within her eyes. “Please, I need….you.”

(to be continued)

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Mystery Girl Ch. 02

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When Ken woke up, it was the same way he’d fallen asleep; his arm wrapped around Kay’s waist, her head on his chest and her arm draped over his middle. Ken looked over at the alarm clock which read 9:54 am, thinking about what day it was, he was glad that he didn’t have to work. If he had worked today, he would have been late by almost three hours. His job consisted of working with people and phones. Even though he was the manager he liked to go in and help with peoples’ phone problems.

Deciding to get up, he unwrapped his arm from around Kay’s waist and gently tried to get her off of him without waking her. Once he was out the bed, he looked back down at Kay She was searching for him and when she could find him moved to where he had been laying.

Ken went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face. Looking at his reflection, he realized that he hardly ever looked at himself closely. He had a mocha color complexion, a low-cut Caesar with deep waves, hazel eyes, a square jaw and was 6′ feet tall. His body was well taken care of. He worked out twice a week and made sure he ate well. Moving out of the bathroom he headed in the direction of the stairs. Once he was downstairs, he went to the kitchen and took out eggs, bacon, butter, bread and 2 pans so he could start cooking.

Fifteen minutes later, he heard someone say, “Mmmm…Smells good in here.”

Turning around, he said, “Hey,” smiling at her he asked, “so how did you sleep?”

Looking around then at him, she replied, “Great, thanks for letting me stay the night.”

“Do you want anything to eat?” he asked over his shoulder.

“What are you making?” she asked back.

“Anything you want, eggs, pancakes, bacon, sausage, French toast, toasted bread.”

“Some scrambled eggs and bacon would be fine. IF its not too much trouble,” she replied back.

Laughing Escort bayan lightly he exclaimed, “Coming right up!”

Ken could feel her eyes on him, but thought better of turning around. Seeing Kay in his shirt, still sent a shiver through him; and knowing he was going to end up staring like last night, he stayed focused on the meal.

Ten minutes later, the food was done. He set her food down in front of her and went to take a seat himself. Looking up, Kay was staring at him wide-eyed.

Thinking he did something wrong, he asked, “What? Is something wrong with the food?”

Kay shook her head then answered, “No, nothing is wrong. It’s just that I’ve never tried eggs like this. What did you put in them?”

Ken looked down at his plate then back at her ,”Nothing special, some salt and pepper. I also add some chopped up green peppers.”

Looking down at her plate she said, “well they’re great,” looking back at him, “And thank you for everything you’ve done. I appreciate it a lot.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied smiling at her.

The rest of the meal went by in silence with both of them stealing glances at each other. Once they were finished Kay started to clear off the table.

“What are you doing?” Ken asked slightly confused.

Walking over to the sink then turning to him “I’m going to wash the dishes.”

“You don’t have to do that. Seriously, I’ll wash them.” Ken was still confused.

“It’s the least I could do. You have helped me a lot and I want to be able to do something.” She turned around and started the water.

“Kay, you don’t have to do it,” he replied walking over to the sink.

Turning to him with a serious face she said, “I’m going to wash the dishes, no big deal. Ok ken.”

She turned back to the sink starting to wash the dishes. Ken stared Bayan escort at her for a few moments, then turned and walked away. He found himself in the bathroom taking a shower and thinking about what happened downstairs. He felt as if Kay knew exactly how to get to him, one minute she was quiet and nice and the next she was demanding and sassy; something inside of him told him that he need a little fire in his life. He turned off the shower and could hear the faint sound of the TV on downstairs. Ken dried himself off, put on his boxers and wrapped his towel around his waist; he went to his room and walked over to his closet. Not knowing what to wear, he settled for a red, black and white polo stripped Rocawear shirt, a pair of black Dickies and his red and black Nikes. He put on some deodorant, his 360 cologne, brushed his hair as to get waves, put on his diamond stud earrings and silver watch with diamond cuts. Taking a look in the mirror, he decided he was ok, and then left the room.

When he got back downstairs, Kay was on the couch with her legs tucked under her, watching the Tyra Show. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, she looked at him, smiled and exclaimed, “Wow, don’t you look good!” looking him up and down she asked, “Got a big day planned?”

Ken sat on the other end of the couch and replied, “No, just wanted to get dressed.”

“Um…when you have a minute can you take me home?” she asked looking at him.

Still looking at the TV he replied, “Sure, when ever you’re ready.”

“I’ll go grab my things then,” she replied back getting off of the couch.

Ken watched her go up the stairs and then thought, ‘Where was today going to take him?’ Before he could snap out of his daze, Kay was back downstairs, dressed and ready to do. He turned off the TV and walked out the door, locking it behind them.

Ken Escort then led Kay over to a 2008 Honda Civic. Inside had white interior, white leather seats and a touch screen system. Thinking to himself tomorrow was his day to get his car detailed, as he did every 2 weeks.

Once they were in the car, Ken asked, “Where do you live?”

“1223 Blackberry Street,” she replied looking out the window. “Do you know how to get there?”

“Yeah, my friend lives around there.” He said driving to the end of the street.

The ride to Kay’s house was quick and silent; neither one wanted to disrupt the others thinking. Once they reached the house, Kay looked at her house then at him.

“Well thanks for everything it was fun,” she said while reaching for the door handle.

“You’re welcome,” he replied looking at her. “Um, Kay?”

“Yeah?”

“I really enjoyed having you around and was thinking that maybe I could get your number. So when I wanted to hang with you.”

“Sure, do you have a phone so I could program it in?”

Ken reached in his pocket and pulled out his Blackberry Storm. He set it to where it needed to be, then handed it to her. She had done the same and handed him her phone, which was the new My Touch. They both entered their numbers and then gave the phones back.

“Call whenever. I’m usually home or at work,” Said Kay.

“Same here.”

“I look forward to a call from you.”

She got out the car, closed the door and walked to her front door. Once she opened her door, she waved to him. Ken waited a couple minutes before he drove off, he grabbed his phone and called her number.

“Hello?” she answered out of breath.

“Hey, did you get inside ok?”

“Um, yeah.”

“Well since we both want to see each other again how about tonight? 8:30 pm, dinner and a movie?”

“Um, I’m not so sure-“

“Oh come on, my treat.”

She stopped and seemed to think about the offer. “Ok then I guess it wouldn’t hurt.”

“Great, I’ll pick you up at 8;30 sharp! Bye.”

Laughing lightly she replied “Bye!”

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My Wife Sherry Ch. 04

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Rob sat holding the newspaper thinking about things he had said to Sherry about a divorce and moving out here. He sat thinking what it was inside that made him suggest such a thing. Most men would have given up as soon as another man had entered the picture like John.

Maybe deep down inside, he was punishing himself for cheating on her. He thought back to the days of their marriage. Rob loved to take her out to the clubs to show her off. She was his trophy wife! He was always proud of her wherever they went. Men would always stare at her and drool.

Rob kept questioning himself why he was doing this. Rob read stories on the internet about husbands that loved to watch their wives with other men. Rob had read stories where the husband ate out his wife’s pussy after having sex with another man.

This just wasn’t about sex. Sherry was in love with another man. Rob went over the facts. He was black and much bigger and stronger then himself. John was very well endowed and a good lover from what he saw.

Perhaps Sherry was indeed paying him back but he loved it! It was something different that stimulated his desire to play a submissive role with Sherry. Maybe this brought out his deepest, darkest fetish.

Yes. Rob could leave at any time and go back home and start fresh. Perhaps there was a glimmer of hope she would take him back. Rob couldn’t deny that he was extremely aroused Friday night both watching and eating Sherry’s pussy.

Maybe it was a sick thought but he couldn’t wait to see what he would experience once John arrived.

Sherry touched up her makeup while she thought of Rob’s crazy idea. She thought he was joking at first but knew he was serious when he kept insisting they see an attorney first thing in the morning.

She heard the doorbell ring. “Rob. Can you get the door? I’ll be right out!”

Rob nervously got up from the chair and adjusted his shirt. Rob had been debating how he should act with this gay thing. He decided he’d just be himself. John wouldn’t know the difference.

He took a deep breath and opened the door. John was standing with a bunch of flowers in his hand.

“Come in. You must be John?”

John walked through the door starring at Rob. “You must be Sherry’s friend? Uh . . . I don’t believe she mentioned your name.”

Rob extended his hand out. “It’s Robby. It’s a real pleasure to meet you.”

Rob couldn’t get over how tall and large John was. He didn’t get this close last night so it was hard to imagine how huge he really was.

Sherry came walking out of the bedroom with a huge smile on her face and walked toward John and gave him a kiss as he gave her the flowers. Rob felt strange as another man kissed his wife just a few feet away.

John stood back and smiled at Sherry. “Oh . . . We . . . Looking hot tonight!”

Sherry smiled. “I’m going to put these in water. Why don’t you sit down and get acquainted while I’m in the kitchen? I’ll fix us a drink too!”

They sat down in the living room as John sized Rob up. “So. How long have you known Sherry?”

“It’s been about eight years now. We met in college before she got married.”

John starred at Rob trying to figure him out. “Excuse me for speaking so bluntly but Sherry mentioned that you are . . . Uh . . . Gay?”

Well. Rob couldn’t blame the man for getting right to the point. “Yes.”

“It doesn’t bother me but I’m relieved to know that about you. What are your plans? Do you plan on staying here for a while?”

“Sherry and I were just having a little discussion about that before you got here. You see. I’m planning on moving out here and Sherry offered to let me stay here with her until I got settled in.”

John laughed. “Well. Sherry didn’t mention anything about it to me but I suppose it’ll be all right. Are you sure that your gay?”

Rob laughed. “You don’t have a thing to worry about with me staying here!”

Sherry walked in with the drinks. “What are you guys laughing about?”

John smiled as he took a swig of the drink. “Robby here was just telling me that he might be moving out here soon and your allowing him to stay here with you?”

Sherry nervously laughed. “Yeah. That’s right.”

Sherry sat down next to John on the sofa. He put his arm around her and held her tight. John looked over at Rob again. “I suppose it’ll be all right for a while. Oh . . . Uh . . . We didn’t keep you from getting any sleep the other night did we?”

Rob nervously laughed. “Uh. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.”

The evening progressed with more drinks and Rob and John was beginning to feel more comfortable. With John it may have been more of a tolerance for Sherry’s benefit. John had his paws on Sherry the entire evening which made Rob uncomfortable in that aspect.

Sherry was in the kitchen preparing their tenth drink of the night. They were all feeling effects from the liquor and getting very loose. Sherry walked back and gave everyone a new drink and almost fell on Rob when she Escort bayan leaned over. Rob caught her and helped her stand up.

John laughed. “You might come in handy around here!” He laughed again! “Do you wash cars too?”

Sherry had a little trouble sitting back down next to John and laughed when she bumped his knee and almost feel on the floor. John reached out and grabbed her hips.

“Come on over here and sit on my lap, Princess!”

She giggled as she backed up and sat across his lap and put her arm around his neck and gave him a kiss. Rob watched as they smooched and laughed. Sherry was just about purring like a kitten as she stuck her tongue out and licked circles around John’s lips.

John quickly glanced at Rob and smiled. “Sherry can never get enough chocolate.”

Sherry was acting silly and giggling as she put her hand near his neck and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and started to rub his chest. She kept kissing his face.

“I like chocolate pudding too!”

John playfully replied as he squeezed her waist. “You like chocolate pudding pie!”

Sherry giggled as she reached for his hand on her waist and raised it and placed it on one of her boobs. John began squeezing it as they kissed.

“You gonna give me some chocolate cream for my pie?”

They playfully kissed as he kept squeezing and massaging her boob. “Mm . . . Yeah . . . Pinch my nipple to it feels so good, Darling.”

Sherry yelped when John pinched too hard. She giggled and starred at Rob. “Robby likes this shit, don’t you Robby?”

Rob felt like crawling under the cushion of the chair as John was smiling at him. “You like to watch, Robby?”

Sherry giggled and butted in before Rob had a chance to reply. “Yeah. He does! He likes whipped cream vanilla pie with chocolate on the inside too, isn’t that right, Robby!”

John chuckled as he starred at Rob and began to burst out laughing as he replied. “I don’t know about you guys or what you do behind closed doors but I don’t swing that way. I’m really sorry about that , Robby!”

Rob wanted to turn into something else at that moment. Sherry was so drunk that she was letting everything slip out in a joking way. Rob began to worry what else Sherry might say to John.

Sherry kept peeking his lips with little kisses and smiling and giggling at John. She moved her hand to his face and started touching his cheek and his wide fat nose as she kissed his lips.

“I have something exciting to tell you, Darling.”

John’s eyes were all glassy as he smiled at Sherry. “Um . . . You have a surprise for me, Princess?” John slipped his fingers under her shorts at her leg. “You gonna give it to me now?”

Sherry kept acting silly as she giggled. “I’ll give you that later. I have something else to tell you about!”

Rob sat there worried as to what she was going to say next. John’s hand was trying to squeeze up her shorts as she wiggled around on his lap to give him more space. He finally reached his destination with his fingers.

“Mm . . . I like that!”

“What was it that you wanted to tell me?”

“I’m going down town tomorrow to see an attorney and file for divorce!”

John got so excited he pulled his hand out from inside Sherry’s shorts and hugged her tight. “Oh. Wow! Do you really mean that?”

“Yeah . . . I knew you would be excited!”

“Excited! …Yes, I couldn’t be any more excited!”

Rob watched as they got quiet and starred at each other as she played with his chin. Sherry began licking his lips and moved down and bit his neck.

“Ouch! ….Hey, I’m going to get you back!”

Sherry giggled. “No. I have to see an attorney in the morning and I don’t want hickeys on my neck!”

John chuckled. “Princess. Nobody’s gonna find this bit!”

They kissed as Rob watched their tongues mingling. They stopped kissing again and Sherry was whispering in John’s ear. Rob imagined that they wanted privacy and decided to go out into the kitchen and make another drink for himself.

“I think I’ll go out and get myself another drink.”

They hardly noticed Rob get up and leave. Rob stood in the dark kitchen and poured whisky into his glass. He opened the freezer and got ice and stood in the dark looking out the window. He must have stood there for ten minutes just thinking about seeing a divorce attorney the next day.

Rob was still starring out the window when he felt hands on his waist which scared him until he turned around and saw Sherry standing next to him. It was dark but he could see her eyes very clearly as she approached him and wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him an open mouth kiss.

Rob held her tight and the kiss was long and warm. This was the most affection that Sherry had shown to Rob since he came out to visit her. Rob noticed Sherry’s boobs pushing into his chest. He held her tight and held his hand on top of her head.

Sherry kept her face against Rob’s chest as he wondered where John was and pulled her far enough Bayan escort away to ask her that question.

“Where’s John?”

“John’s changing into something I bought him for his birthday. He should be out soon.”

Rob started to panic and Sherry saw it in his facial expression. He didn’t want John to come out and catch him with Sherry in the dark.

“Honey. Don’t be frightened of John. I told him I was coming out here to talk to you.”

“Sherry. You told John all those things about me wanting to watch and about cream pie.”

“Honey. I only wanted him to get comfortable with you. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

Sherry moved closer and rubbed Rob’s shoulders. It made him that more nervous as he watched the doorway for John.

“Rob. Stop being so frightened. John likes you! What do you think of him?”

“He’s big!”

Sherry laughed. “He lifts weights every day.”

Sherry saw the glass of whisky sitting on the counter. “Honey. I think we all had too much to drink tonight. Why don’t you come back in and sit down. John will be out soon.”

“Well. Maybe I should go to bed. I suppose John has something else planned tonight.”

Sherry put her arms around Rob’s neck again and started to kiss him. She was very drunk and acted silly as if it were a joke. “Honey. Didn’t you tell me you wanted to watch us?”

“Sherry. I can’t do that knowing that John knows I’m watching.”

“Robby. Don’t worry about John. I’ll keep him so busy that he won’t even remember your in the room with us.”

Sherry acted devilish as she kissed Rob on the lips and hung on him like a rag doll. Sherry slipped her hand under Rob’s shirt and rubbed his waist. “You just wait here for a few minutes and come into the living room and sit back down where you where and leave everything up to me.”

Rob was still nervous. “Sherry. I don’t know if I should be doing this. John’s twice the size of me!” Sherry kept rubbing Rob’s chest. “Robby. John doesn’t see you as any sort of threat. He’s much more afraid of you because he thinks your gay. Now if you want to have all of this work out then your going to have to be brave.”

Sherry gave him one last kiss and hurried out to the living room. Rob thought she was acting very strange. He knew she was drunk but just didn’t expect what she was doing. He turned and picked up the glass of whisky and drank it down. Rob figured he was going to need that when he got out to the front room.

Ten minutes! It was time to take a look. Rob walked into the living room but nobody was there. There was a pair of red satin boxer short laying on the floor. They must be in the bedroom!

Rob stood outside the bedroom door and slowly looked around the corner. Sherry was sitting on John’s face. She was straddled across the top of his body and licking his cock. John had his face buried in Sherry’s pussy and couldn’t see Rob walk in. There was a bench at the end of the bed where Rob sat down. He was only about three feet from Sherry face.

Rob could tell that Sherry knew he was there but she didn’t even look at him as she skillfully licked John’s cock. She’d stop now and then as John worked his tongue in her pussy and moan. This was the first time Rob had seen a black cock this close. He knew it was big when he saw it the other night but he starred at the detail now and noticed the large veins and the wide width of the head..

Sherry placed her mouth over the head, it was about all she could get in her mouth. Rob was shaking from being in the room so close watching his wife as she passionately worked on another man’s cock.

Rob sat in a daze as he starred at the way Sherry moved her mouth and tongue around it. She laid one hand on his thigh and the other was wrapped around the thick base of him. Her fingers were tiny and slim. Her nails were painted red and were long.

How could he accept this? His cock was hard and pushing against his pants. Rob took his hand and felt his bulge and wanted to play with himself. Sherry moaned loud and Rob starred toward her butt and saw John’s big black hands holding it above his head.

Rob kept starring and studied Sherry. Her white skin was extremely contrast to John’s. Rob never gave it much thought about black men before but John was very dark. His skin reminded Rob of coal. He was so black. Rob knew that’s what aroused him so much about watching Sherry with John.

Inside Rob’s mind it was dirty and taboo, maybe because of the way he was brought up or just the way society viewed it. Whatever it was stimulated him sexually.

Sherry acted so differently tonight. Sherry went from being as cold as ice toward’s him and acting as if she were in love with two men. As much as he drank tonight, he knew that Sherry’s mind had been affected by all the booze as well.

Sherry was stretching her hand out as she kept her eyes focused on John’s cock. Without lifting her head she waved her fingers at Rob to come closer. Rob reached out and took hold of her free hand and she started Escort pulling on him.

Rob panicked, not wanting John to catch him. He starred toward Sherry’s butt and only saw John’s black hands on her hips and heard his mouth slurping on her pussy. Sherry’s eyes closed for a few seconds as she took in what John must be doing to her.

Sherry pulled Rob close to her face and lifted up and indicated she wanted a kiss. Rob carefully lowered his face until his lips touched his wife’s. Her lips were warm and wet as she poked her tongue into his mouth. He gave her his as they remained kissing for a few seconds.

Rob finally moved his face away a few inches and starred into her eyes. Sherry silently mouthed words to him. “I love you.”

Sherry’s body tightened as John must have touched her clitoris. She closed her eyes and focused on John as Rob let go of her hand and sat back down on the stool. God! He just thought about how close his face was to John’s cock!

Rob watched Sherry lift herself and scoot forward until John’s cock was touching her belly. Sherry tilted her head down as her long blonde hair shifted blocking most of Rob’s view but he could see her lift up and reaching down to grasp John’s cock.

Sherry shook her head until the hair adjusted again and Rob could see her face as she arched her head up as she tried to mount John’s big cock. Sherry’s hand was down between her legs holding onto John’s meat. Her body was rocking and Rob figured she was moving her pussy lips over the head and waiting for the right moment to allow him to pop inside.

“Ah . . . ” It happened! He must have poked inside because Sherry gasped and her body tightened and her rocking slowed down as her eyes remained closed.

“Ah . . . Yeah . . . Slow!”

Sherry moved her hand away and put them both on John’s big thighs and leaned forward with her eyes still closed and her mouth wide open. Sherry’s little butt was slowly rocking as John held her hips.

Rob figured John’s cock was slowly working its way inside Sherry as her pussy stretched to accommodate him.

Sherry spoke in almost a whisper with her mouth wide open. “Ah . . . God . . . Yeah . . . Slow . . . Good . . . “

Rob could hear the wet noise Sherry’s pussy was making as John went in and out. Rob wished she had sat on him the other way so he could see it going in but the expression on her face said it all!

Sherry was moving up and down consistently now. Her breasts were swaying and John seemed to be guiding her with his hands on her hips. Sherry was breathing hard as she exhaled each time the cock was pushed inside.

“Ah . . . Uh . . . Yeah . . . God . . . Yeah . . . Uh . . . Oh, Yeah . . . So . . . Good . . . Uh . . . “

Rob moved his head to look at John but he had closed his eyes while holding onto Sherry. Rob made a bold move and reached forward and held one of Sherry’s boobs. It felt hot and sweaty but soft. Rob moved his hand to the other boob and squeezed it too. It felt strange touching his wife while another man gave her pleasure with his cock.

John was banging much harder as his hips raised off the mattress. Sherry was biting her lip with her eyes closed and didn’t seem to pay much attention to Rob’s hand on her boob. John moved his hands and he was trying to get her to turn around now.

Sherry dismounted John and quickly turned around and straddled his legs and held her hand on his cock as she slowly mounted it again. There it was! It was the view that Rob was waiting for! John’s big hands held onto Sherry’s butt as she arched her back and pushed herself down on that big pole!

Rob leaned forward being careful not to touch John’s feet and starred at Sherry’s pussy at how it was stretched around that big cock. John ruined her with his size! How could she ever be satisfied with a smaller cock! His cock glistened from their combined juices.

John bounced her up and down until he grunted and slapped his thighs up against her butt a few more times then held her tight until every last drop of his seed shot deep inside her womb. Rob was surprised that Sherry didn’t cum.

Sherry was leaning forward and Rob heard them kissing. A couple minutes later she started to slowly lift her butt up until John’s cock slipped out with a plopping noise. Rob watched as the thick white sperm dripped out of Sherry’s pussy and lay at the base of his cock. There must have been enough to fill a tablespoon!

They were still kissing and Rob figured this would be a good time to make an exit and walked to his room. He quickly pulled off his clothes and got into bed and started to play with his cock. He was so aroused and wanted to cum himself.

Rob was startled when Sherry walked through the bathroom door and caught him playing with himself. Rob had fear written across his face wondering where John was! He watched as she quickly got onto the bed and leaned over to kiss him. Rob tried to push her away in fear that John would come in and kill him.

“Where’s John?”

“Don worry, he’s going to sleep. He has a meeting first thing in the morning.”

Sherry tried to kiss him again but Rob tried to hold her away from his face. “What if comes looking for you? You better go!”

“Honey. Relax. Don’t be afraid!”

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First Time Val was Naked with Another Man

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Hello there, this is Valerie once again.

The other day I was relaxing nude, outside in my hammock in the backyard while soaking up a few rays of warm spring sunshine when from somewhere back in my mind I suddenly remembered something that happened to me way back in 1973. It was the first time I got naked in front of a man besides my husband but he was there to see it too. It happened in the spring of 1973. We got married when I was 18 and he was 20 years old. My husband, Darrin, and I had been married for about a little over a year at the time it happened. First, let me go back a couple weeks before the event happened to set it up first.

Darrin was in the Air Force at the time and we had gotten a phone call about 2AM one morning and he was told to report to his plane A.S.A.P. He was the Crew-chief of a KC-135 cargo plane and all they could or would tell him was that it was taking off in about 2 hours for a flight and to bring all his flight and travel gear. Well, I took him to the flight-line gate and the flight crew was just getting there. We knew the pilot because he went to our church. Darrin kissed and hugged me while squeezing my ass and then got on their bus to the plane. I didn’t see or hear from him again for a week and a half. Oh, the life of a military wife!

When he returned, he told me that he and Greg, his asst. crew-chief, made quick stops at 6 different air-bases in the U.S. plus made a quick stop in Hawaii and finally stopped on the island of Guam all in just 30 hours. Their passengers unloaded and then boarded a chartered commercial airline there. They had picked up 38 officers ranking from Captain to full bird Colonel, all having to do something with the Vietnam peace talks in 1973. He and Greg stayed and waited at Anderson Air Force Base on the island of Guam for 5 days for them to return.

He and Greg discovered Tarrague Beach the next day; he said it looked like one of those picture postcards you see of tropical beaches. He said the first day there, Greg got talking to this girl in the smallest bikini he had ever seen. My husband said he finally got the courage to ask the girl where the heck she got a bikini like the one she was wearing because he had never seen one like it before and he was from Daytona Beach, Florida. He also told the girl he wanted to get one for me. The girl told him where she got it and he told her he had no idea where that was because the two for them had only arrived yesterday. She told them she would be willing to give them a ride there when she was ready to leave because she would go right by it on her way back to the base. Oh, the bikini she was wearing, according to my husband, was black and very small with two strings that tied at the hip on both sides.

She took them there and Darrin found a black one just like hers and got it and on the way out, he spotted a light blue lace crop top he just had to get for me. He discovered he was 5 dollars short to get both items but Greg offered to loan him 5 dollars with a catch. Darrin asked what it was. He said Greg chuckled and said he wanted to see me in the bikini. Darrin told him he had no problem with that and that it was a deal. Darrin had already discovered he enjoyed me dressing sexy in public for him. He loved it when I went braless in thin tight t-shirts in public and I had also discovered I liked dressing like that for him. I hadn’t exactly told him that yet but it got me excited when a man noticed my nipples showing through my tops which got me excited and my nipples harder and even more noticeable. Darrin had noticed my nipples getting hard often but I lied when I told him it was no big deal. I said I was just being fashionably braless like almost every girl out there in the early 70’s.

The truth was I was beginning to enjoy showing off more and more every day, I looked forward to going braless in public. I had gone braless most of my life before I meeting Darrin. I didn’t like wearing bras so I usually wore loose t-shirts and blouses when I was braless. In the early 70’s most girls went braless since it was the ‘in thing’ to do then. I even went to school braless often like a lot of the girls did, the school didn’t frown on the girls going braless as long as the tops weren’t see-thru. But I never went braless under tight, thin tops until Darrin talked me into it and I’m glad he did. I was also into wearing very short skirts and dresses and Darrin like that too. I often went to school in a short dress wearing only panties under it. He bought me my first halter–top while we were dating and I enjoyed wearing it for him. He also bought me my first sheer blouse to wear for him on our honeymoon and I did wear it for him. I loved the look of lust in his eyes when he first seen me in it. That gave me the courage to wear in in public braless and that made me very horny letting anyone and everyone see my tits in public. Ok, back to my story. ***

Darrin called the house late one evening just after I had taken a shower and told me he was back Escort bayan and to please come and pick him up. I was wearing only one of his tank-tops and decided to surprise him by wearing only it to pick him up. The tank-top style undershirt was as long as some of my minidresses I wore back then but the arm-holes were big on me and a lot of side-boob was visible. I had worn this top over some shorts in public before with him, but on this trip to pick him up, I was excited at being completely naked under it. I had never thought about driving the car almost naked before and it was sexually exciting. As I drove to pick him up, I don’t remember why, but I do remember lifting the shirt to my waist; my entire hip and crotch were uncovered and my naked ass was on a towel we kept in the car to cover the plastic car seat. I also remember touching my pussy for the very first time as I drove and found it enjoyable and decided to do it again someday when I wasn’t in a hurry.

When I got to where Darrin was waiting for me, there was Greg was standing next to him. I quickly pulled my shirt down, covering myself as much as possible while behind the wheel. Darrin opened the driver’s door and pulled me from the car and gave me a big hug and kiss, grabbing my ass with both his hands as he often did, I secretly I loved him grabbing my ass in public. He glanced down at what I was wearing and smiled at me and whispered, “I like it, naughty girl!” Darrin then said Greg’s girlfriend was at work and he needed a lift home. They tossed their stuff in the back seat and Darrin told me to get in the middle. At that time we had a 73′ Plymouth Duster, single bench seats, front and back. I was nervous as hell but also excited at the same time at being nearly naked between two men. Both had to know I was braless since my tits were almost hanging out the armholes, and my husband knew I was pantiless and I noticed Greg kept glancing at my legs that were bare almost to my crotch.

Every once in a while, Darrin would put his right hand on my left leg as he drove and slide it up my thigh all the way to the shirt. I know that if Greg had not had been there, his hand would have been playing with my pussy and I would have spread them wide to give him more room to get to it. I was wondering if he was going to touch me with Greg right there. The thing is, I don’t know if I would have stopped him or not, if he had tried. But deep inside I really wanted him to go for it, I was that horny. As soon as Greg walked away from the car, his hand went there and found a very wet pussy. He fingered me to a quick orgasm, right there in the street, in front of Greg’s house at midnight. I looked towards Greg’s house just before I came; he was standing in his open doorway looking towards our car. I don’t know if he knew what we were doing, but at that time I didn’t care! I do remember sitting against the passenger door exposing myself to Darrin as he drove us home. My shirt was around my waist and my legs were spread and I was playing with my pussy as Darrin watched me.

Of course we had sex as soon as we got home and then again sometime during the night. I woke him the next morning by sucking on his dick. Later when he unpacked, he gave me that tiny black string bikini and blue lace top. I loved them both. I quickly put on the bikini and love the way it looked on me, but before I wore it in public, I needed to do some serious landscaping below, I had almost as much hair showing as I had inside the bottoms. Darrin talked me into removing it all, I did and he liked it. I found I liked it better too, when he decided to eat my pussy. I have remained bare down there ever since that day.

I tried on the top, it was pretty, light, and cool on me. I could also see my nipple right through it. I was hesitant about wearing it braless around other people but promised Darrin I would do it for him someday. He came up behind me and gave me a squeeze from behind saying he wanted to try something with my top. He easily slipped his hands underneath and grabbed my tits. Saying, “Hey, I like that! Easy access.” He then flipped it up and said, “I could easily flash your tits in this top too.”

I slapped his hands down and said, “You better not try it buddy.”

He then told me his deal with Greg and said he hoped I wasn’t mad at him for making the deal but that he just had to get that top and the bikini for me. I told him I’d do it for him and that it might be fun teasing Greg by showing him so much skin, although he did see a lot last night.

Darrin chuckled and said, “Yea, he did, didn’t he? You surprised me last night showing up almost naked like that but I liked it. I hope you’ll surprise me like that again in the future a few times.”

I told him I promised I would.

He then said, “I’m glad you didn’t freak out last night when you discovered we wouldn’t be alone especially since you were naked under my shirt, which by the way you looked superb in! And I noticed Greg seemed to like it too, Bayan escort he keep looking at your legs trying to see if he could see something else. Didn’t you notice that?”

I said, “Yea I noticed, it made me a bit nervous but not as nervous as you made me, sliding your hand up my legs to almost my pussy. For a while there, I thought you were going to try and touch it with him looking. And to tell you the truth, just before we got him home, I had decided to let you go there if you tried, I was that horny.”

“I wish I had known that,” Darrin said while smiling, “I almost did but chickened out. I didn’t want to make you mad at me. I wanted some pussy when I got home.”

After Darrin helped my shave off all my pubic hair and then ate my pussy, he called Greg and told him we would be on the way over soon to repay his loan. I put the new blue little lace crop top on over my bikini top and a short black jean skirt over the bottoms and off we went. I noticed before putting on the skirt just how low the bottoms rode. They had to be a good two to three inches lower than any of my previous bikini bottoms and over an inch of ass crack was showing. It felt weird riding low on my butt like that and it felt naughty with it like that too but I surprised myself because I liked it idea of showing off some of my ass-crack.

I brought that to Darrin attention and he admitted he was hoping I wouldn’t mind wearing it like that because he had noticed the girl on Guam was showing crack too and she didn’t seem to mind. Plus he liked knowing I wouldn’t mind showing a little ass-crack and it was getting him hard.

Greg was sitting on his front porch drinking a beer and wearing what looked like only some old white gym shorts. I noticed he seemed to be checking me out as I walked up the sidewalk. I kind of liked the look he was giving me. I think he was trying to figure what I looked like in the bikini before I even took my top and skirt off. He invited us inside when we got on the porch.

On the smallest bikini bottoms I had worn before these bottoms, the sides of the bottoms were about two inches wide and my butt was completely covered. In these bikini bottoms, the strings on the sides were only about a ¼ inch thick and half my butt cheeks were exposed plus a little ass crack would be showing and the triangles on the bikini top were about half the size of my old bikinis. Funny thing was, I liked it being this small and was looking forward to letting someone besides my husband see me in it. So once inside I took charge more or less when I turned and faced Greg and said to him, “So you wanted Darrin to show you the bikini he bought me with me in it, for a measly 5 dollars. Is that right Greg?”

He looked stunned and then stuttered, “Uh, I was just joking. You don’t have to do it.”

I smiled and winked at him, “It’s alright Greg, I’m messing with you, I don’t mind showing it to you. But Darrin gets to keep the 5 dollars. OK? Greg exhaled, then smiled and shook his head. I then turned and stepped about ten feet away, turned to face him and very slowly pulled my top over my head. I looked over at Darrin and he had a smile from ear to ear. I then unsnapped and unzipped my jean skirt and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of it as I slowly turned around to give them both a 360 degree look of my body. They both seemed to like it; I know I was enjoying their stares of my nearly nude body. I even caught Greg adjusting his crotch. It was then I noticed a nice size bulge in the front of the loose gym shorts he was wearing and apparently he was without underwear like I knew Darrin was today. I like it when Darrin goes without underwear and I’ve told him that many times and now he rarely wears them anymore.

I then started feeling naughty so I turned my back to Greg and bent way over and picked up my jean skirt while giving him a good look at my butt barely covered by the small backside of the suit. I looked back at Greg while bent over and he was staring right at my ass. I checked his crotch again and there was definitely a bigger bulge there than before. I felt my pussy tingling just knowing I was causing it. I had never teased anyone but Darrin before this and I was finding this fun. I stood and walked over to Darrin and stood between him and Greg and rubbed his crotch. He was getting hard too. “You seem to be enjoying me showing off for you friend as much as I am doing it,” I said.

Darrin whispered, “I don’t think I’m the only one you’re getting hard watching you and it looks like you’re enjoying too.” He pointed at my breast and my nipples were definitely getting hard and showing under the thin black material.

“I am.” I said, “Will you mind if I continue teasing him a little more. I’m finding its fun teasing him.” He kissed me and told me to have fun.

I walked back to Greg and asked him, “Well, what do you think. Do I look OK in this little suit or is it too small?”

Greg quickly said, ‘”You look great in it! It was made Escort for you. I’ll gladly let Darrin keep the 5 dollars.” I stepped up to him and gave him a hug. I could feel his erection between us. It felt big. The only dick I had ever seen or felt before today was Darrin’s, since I was a virgin when we married, but feeling Greg’s hardness between us as I hugged him was now causing wonderful feeling between my legs, I now wanted to see what Greg had between his legs. I decide to step things up and fulfill Darrin’s earlier wish.

I grabbed the blue lace top and pulled it on like I was done and while facing Darrin, I then untied the strings from my top and took it off and gave it to Darrin. I then said softly to him, “You said earlier you wanted someone else to see me in it braless. Do you still want that?” He smiled and shook his head.

I slowly turned and faced Greg and his eyes went directly to my tits. I swear I could feel the heat from his eyes burning holes through my top to my tits. I said to him, “Here’s the top he bought. You know I don’t mind going braless. Do you think this top is too thin to go braless in? I think it’s cute and it feels so light and comfy to wear. I hoping I can get away wearing it braless in public. What’s your opinion?”

Greg of course said he loved it and that if I wanted to wear it braless, go ahead and wear it braless and fuck anyone who didn’t like it. I walked around Greg’s house another 15 minutes in that little top braless and those tiny bikini bottoms only and both guys were sporting hard-on by then. I was really getting into this teasing thing! Two fine men sporting and not hiding their hard-ons under their loose gym shorts. Yes, Darrin had on loose gym shorts too. I was already looking forward to getting him out of them getting my hands on that dick!

Then Darrin had slipped up behind me and said to Greg. “Hey you know what else I like about this top Greg? It’s easy to do this.” Darrin reached around me and under my top, cupping my tits just five feet away from Greg. I was surprised and shocked that he would do such a thing in front of someone but the thing that really surprised me the most was that I did nothing but stand there and enjoy his warm hands holding them. As soon as Darrin’s hands cupped my tits, I felt an electric like bolt hit my pussy. Darrin had never felt me up in front of anybody before and I was enjoying it. I didn’t want the feeling to stop.

Then Darrin said he could do this too. He flipped up the top flashing my bare tits to Greg for a second. What a rush! When Darrin threaten to do it at home, I basically told him he couldn’t do it. I never knew I would like it when he did. I said and did nothing but look at Greg. His mouth opened and his eyes got big. I looked back at Darrin and said loud enough for Greg to hear, “Having fun exposing you wife’s tits to your friend? I told you that you have better not dare do that but guess what? Since you did it, I dare you to do it again. He did it and a couple seconds longer. I loved it.

I then said to Greg, “Well I wasn’t expecting Darrin to do that but since he did, what do you think of my tits?” He of course said he liked them. I then turned my head looking over my shoulder to look at Darrin and said, “OK dickhead, do you have the guts to take it off, I dare you.” He slowly lifted his hands up, as if unsure if I would get mad at him if he did, but kept going taking my top with them. I lifted my arms up as the top was removed. I was now topless in front of another man and enjoying the hell out of it. I turned to face Darrin; by the look in his eyes, I could tell he was expecting the worst. What he got was a big kiss and hug from me and then I whispered in his ear, “I can’t tell you just how horny I am right now.”

I turned again and said to Greg, “Well what do you think? I wasn’t expecting this to happen but here they are. And now that you’ve seen them, I think it’s fair that I get to see something too. Darrin doesn’t know about this but now that you can see my tits, I kinda want to see your dick. I’ve felt it against me a couple times when I hugged you and it felt nice and big and now that you’ve seen my tits, I want to see it, that is if you’ve got the guts to show it to me. I’ve never seen anybody’s dick but Darrin’s and now I want to see another one. You and Darrin both are obviously sporting huge erections under those shorts and I want to see them both, now!”

Greg looked at Darrin and Darrin looked at Greg. Darrin told Greg he was fine with it and if he was OK with it to go ahead and show me. Greg looked at me again and then dropped his shorts and Darrin was right behind him. There they were! I was now looking at two marvelous hard cocks. The only two cocks I had ever seen in my life. Next thing I felt was Darrin’s hands on my hips and my strings being pulled. POW! I was now naked with two men and not caring. I remember putting my arms out straight to the sides and slowly twirling around give both guys a good look at me. I then gave both guys a hugs but then I deeply kissed Darrin and wrapped one of my hands around his dick. I told Darrin that this was as far as I wanted to go, I didn’t mind being naked with them but there would be no SEX except with him.

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No sex? Was that a thing you could do after you sleep with someone?

I stared unbelievingly at Shane, unsure how I should move forward.

“Okay,” I spoke slowly. “Just out of curiosity, what made you come to this conclusion?”

“Because I like you and I want things to work. Whatever we did before wasn’t working. If we’re going to do this, I want to do it right.”

“And ‘doing it right’ means…no sex?” I spoke slowly, trying to under fully understand what was happening. He nodded with a cute little smile that made my insides muddy. “You like me so much that you don’t want to have sex with me?” I looked at him suspiciously.

“Exactly! I’m glad we’re on the same page,” he chuckled, faking a little too much excitement.

“Sure, same page,” I drawled. “Different books, but same page.”

I was joking. Kind of.

He resumed pervious position; lying back in the water. His auburn hair floated freely around him. His eyes were closed and he had a relaxed smile on his face. He’d be a fabulous assassin. I could picture it clearly. Shane strolling into someone’s home with a grenade in his hand. Casually pulling the pin with his teeth before spitting it off to the side like watermelon seeds. Tossing the grenade into the lap of the unsuspecting victim as if he were tossing beer or a soda to a friend, then walking off after wishing them a good day. The explosion behind him wouldn’t phase him at all. Nope, he might adjust his hat from the blowback, other then that, he’d walk home and fall asleep as if he hadn’t just caused mass destruction.

I might’ve been being a little dramatic but Shane had just said he didn’t want to have sex with me. And he said it like he was telling me he wasn’t going to eat my spaghetti squash casserole—and I made really good spaghetti squash casserole. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t want drop the topic because my mind was brimming with thoughts and questions, but until I could collect them and sort them into neat little piles, I needed to keep my mouth shut.

I decided to let it go, for now. Instead, I looked around for the first time since Shane and I had hopped in the pool. The DONNAS, AARP, and Drew were splashing around while Aaron and Kurt stood back and watched, in horror, while their grandfather’s behaved like teenagers. It was obvious they didn’t view their older counterparts as anything other than—their older counterparts. I thought the older men were a hoot, but they weren’t my grandparents. My grandparents were old and gross. Them, sex? Never. I guess there was a part of me that understood the psychological warfare they were experiencing.

While Aaron and Kurt stood on the sideline with horror-stricken faces, I tried not to think about sex while lazily pushing Shane around the pool.

Shane looked good, felt good, and I enjoyed having a reason to touch his butt and thighs without him freaking out. I was respectful, of course, knowing his history and all. There wasn’t a fiber in me that wanted to make the same mistake again, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying the position.

I stared at his pink shorts and smiled. I was sure there was a rule, somewhere, that said redheads don’t wear pink and, for that reason alone, I loved that he wore pink. I also loved that they were short, especially on his long, muscular legs. Saying they were “mid-thigh” was being generous, not that I was complaining.

I loved his details: his perfect man’s nose, which was solid and masculine, yet sleek with soft lines; and his perfectly average chest hair that led to a fine dusting of belly hair, which I loved to rub with my fingers.

Speaking of fingers, he had great hands. I have long, lanky fingers while Shane’s were larger and thicker. It was obvious he was a recovering nail biter—they just had “that look.” He wore his nails short and semi manicured. He’d still have benefited greatly from a nice spa day, not that he’d ever do it, regardless, he had nice hands.

I was lost in his details while my hands roamed from his lower back, across his butt, and down his thigh before repeating the same pattern, over and over, when he broke me from my study.

“What was three?” He was still floating with his eyes closed so he couldn’t see the confused look on my face. Three? He must’ve sensed it or maybe it was the lack of response that tipped him off. “You said three things. Nick and Nelly, my lady shorts, and?”

I felt his legs squeeze my hips, like a boa constrictor, as he used my body as leverage to lift his upper half out of the water until he was facing me. He ran his hands through his wet hair while I happily supported his weight by cupping his booty. The only time I’d be able to carry that Yeti was with the magic of buoyancy, while waist deep in a pool.

I thought back to the conversation and came up empty.

“I honestly don’t remember. You threw me with the no sex thing.”

He Escort bayan looked at me and I could tell he was wondering if I was okay with it or not. It was a legitimate question. How did I feel? I wasn’t sure. I wanted to have sex with him—to feel that connection. Plus, sex with him was just plain amazing. Though it would likely only be a few weeks, the thought that he’d forego sex in an attempt to give our relationship a real shot was…fucking sexy, which made me want to have sex with him even more.

“We’re boyfriends, though, right? Just, taking it slow?” I asked.

He nodded with a happy smile, although it was a borderline smirk, I didn’t care. I smiled and slowly nodded—yeah, it’s cool. My boyfriend respected me so much, we weren’t going to touch penises for a while. It was going to be a tough couple of weeks, but that’s the price you pay for love.

Love. The word almost made me cringe. Not the word itself, but the fact I’d gone all “Nicholas Sparks” and confessed my love during post breakup sex, or was it pre-make up sex? It wasn’t that I’d regretted it, I just doubted I actually had any clue what love was.

Even if I did love him, was that the appropriate time to say it? Probably not. He did say it back, so there was that. We hadn’t talked about it since, so there was also that. I didn’t have any plans to bring it up—hell no—because I was okay with letting it lay by the wayside for a bit. It was something that needed to marinate a bit more. If he wanted to bring it up, then sure, lets talk about it, however, I was in no rush.

I wondered if he loved me. I didn’t have a preference one way or another, although I’d hoped he was leaning toward that direction. He was, after all, giving up sex in lieu of a healthy relationship. If that wasn’t love, it was damn close. My ‘to be, not to be’ inner love monologue was interrupted when Kurt announced that dinner was ready.

Shane tried to disengage himself, but I held firm. I wasn’t dumb, I knew it was going to be a long time before I had him wrapped around me again so I wasn’t in any hurry to let go.

“Just let me get us to the stairs,” I pleaded.

Shane rolled his eyes, but allowed me to float him toward the shallow end. It was a gradual incline so, with each step I took, the water level became shallower. Again, he tried to let go when I was navel deep, but I wouldn’t let him go. I wondered if I was strong enough to actually walk him out of the water, but I doubted it. I was strong, but not that strong.

“I’m going to carry you out,” I teased as I tightened my grip on his thighs.

He was getting heavier with each step as the ratio of Shave vs. buoyancy changed. We were at that awkward stage where he was almost completely out of the water, but the water did the scientific, gravitational cling thing where the weight suddenly doubles as the water tries to suck you back down. Shane probably weighed two hundred forty pounds, but as I tried to take that last step—the one between him slightly in the water and totally out—he felt like a solid four-hundred pounds.

He felt my knees quake under the weighted pressure and laughed.

“Are you sure you’ve got this?”

I groaned as I tried to keep him attached to my waist while water cascaded off of us.

“Yeah, but it’d help if you’d try a little harder to stay on.”

Shane’s thighs tightened around my body, but it was too late—he’d slipped and was too low on my hips. I found myself starting to waddle as my stance became wider in an attempt to stop him from sliding off. I was leaning forward slightly as Shane clung to me like a koala bear, although, he looked more like a grizzly bear on a baby pine tree. I felt Shane’s chest vibrating with laughter as I tried my hardest to inch forward.

“Give up. You’ll never make it,” he laughed.

At that point, he was probably working harder to not fall of me than I was to move us out of the water. My response was interrupted by poolside cheers and whistles of encouragement.

“You can do it, Gordy! Move that brickhouse! Lift with your legs. You’ve got this!”

“You’re too low!” I cried. My fingers were digging into his ass as I tried to hold him up.

I couldn’t help but laugh and I knew we looked ridiculous, but I wasn’t willing to end it, yet. Shane stared at me, his hair was slicked back, and his brown eyes laced with laughter. Seeing him happy and laughing did nothing to alleviate my own laughter.

“I need you higher, on my waist. I’m going to bounce you up like a baby, but I need your help. On the count of three, got it? One—”

Shane slipped down a little more. I was bent almost completely forward with his back hovering over the water, his ass was barely propped on my knees, my fingers losing traction as they barely had a grip behind his knees.

“Two—”

He was laughing so hard the grip around my neck loosened. I couldn’t Bayan escort recall ever seeing Shane so carefree and I felt my heart quicken at the sight. The sideline continued cheering as I watched Shane drop his head back, which caused the tips of his shaggy hair to float in the water.

“No, no, no! I can’t. I’m not ready,” he laughed.

“Three!”

I tried to hike him up, but he was nothing more than a two hundred forty-pound bag of dead weight. It was like trying to pick up a tree stump that was still rooted in the ground. Everything went to hell and we both fell into the water; me on top of Shane. When we came up for air, we were both laughing hysterically while the sideline continued to cheer.

“Let me show you how it’s done.”

The water level wasn’t deep—less than three feet. Shane squatted while he wrapped my legs around his waist. Before I had a chance to do anything, he’d effortlessly lifted me out of the water and walked us toward the ladder. Once we got there, he told me to hold on to him. At that point he completely let go of me, it was my arms and legs holding us together as he grabbed the metal rail and lifted us out of the pool. The crowd was going crazy at his brute strength and manliness. I was going crazy, too, for the same reasons and more.

To show off a little more, he carried me to, then through, the buffet line. It was awkward, but we managed. I kept a tight grip on him with my legs and arms while he prepared one giant plate of food for us to share.

I tried to crawl off of him when he sat on the deck chair, but he bumped his legs up, the way you do when a child is on your lap, which knocked me back. At first, I thought it was a fluke so I tried again, and he bumped his legs, again. I looked at him to see what was up, but he was talking to Aaron.

He might’ve been in deep conversation, but I didn’t miss the smirk on his face or the look in his eyes that said he was watching me from his peripheral vision. When I tried to get up a third time, he grabbed the waistband of my swim shorts and held me on his lap. At least, that time, he acknowledged the situation with a wink so I stayed.

Oliver stood and raised his drink. “I want to make a toast. To old friends!” I looked around at my friends, and also to the AARP, who were genuinely happy to be there. “To new friends, fresh starts, and new beginnings!” I looked at Kurt, Aaron, and Drew and smiled. I flushed when I felt Shane’s hand squeeze my waist with acknowledgement. I also saw a brief exchange, not only between Mickey and Sammy, but also Drew and Nick. No doubt, our group was full of strange couplings, which included Shane and myself. He wasn’t my typical type and I knew, for a fact, I wasn’t his. That, plus all our drama.

As we all ate, Shane and I shared the giant plate of food as I sat awkwardly higher than everyone else, but no one cared. I was filled with something akin to pure happiness as I watched my friends eat, drink, and laugh.

Nelly and Drew were teasing each other while Shane’s fingers rubbed lazy circles on my hips. It was heaven. Not only the touching, but the whole scene. I smiled, brought the drink to my lips, and frowned when there was nothing there. I looked at Shane’s drink and realized his was also low so I reached for his glass and asked if he wanted a refill. He nodded.

After fixing myself a cran-vodka, I reached into the fridge for a fresh beer for my beau. I smiled and chewed my lip. Shane was my beau and, for the first time, I had a very good feeling about it. We both had a lot of work ahead of us, but things felt, calmer.

“Are you ready to stop avoiding us?”

I was startled by the sound of Thomas’ voice. I almost dropped the beer as I bit my lip as I jumped in surprise. I rubbed my swollen lip with my tongue as I pressed the cold beer bottle to my wounded flesh.

“I’m not avoiding you,” I lied.

The disbelief was clear on the faces of both Thomas and Jack, in fact, they appeared to be more than a little unimpressed by my fib. They shared a few murmurs and side glances of annoyance, which made me nervous. Okay, maybe I had been avoiding them, a little.

I didn’t have the courage to face them after the reunion. It wasn’t that I thought they’d hate me, I knew they wouldn’t, but I’d told them every little detail about what had happened between Shane and me—the hate he spewed, the one-night stand, all of the sex and pervy shit, how much I liked him, and how much I hated him—only to find out he’s Thomas’ grandson.

DAKS are their grandsons and nephew. It was so embarrassing. They might not have hated me, but the love of family, especially a close-knit family such as theirs, far outweighed whatever it was that our friendship contained. Especially if they’d known just how shitty I was to Shane.

“So, you just disappeared because it seemed like a good idea?”

I turned Escort to face them as I licked the dribble of metallic from my lip wound before replacing the cold beverage against my tender, pulsing skin. They were waiting for my response and I knew, by the look on their faces, anything less than the truth wasn’t going to be taken lightly.

“Shane is your grandson.”

Thomas looked at me like, duh.

“It’s all so embarrassing and complicated. After everything that had gone down between Shane and me, I couldn’t hang out with you guys. Not only was I embarrassed, and Lord knows I was. You’re Shane’s family. That’s weird. And I can’t go crying and complaining to you about your own flesh and blood.”

“We’re not petty. We can see when our own is in the wrong.”

“But he wasn’t the only one. I definitely gave Shane a run for his money when it came to that pissing contest. I was extremely disrespectful, and hurtful, in my own right. If you knew—”

Thomas had walked to me and pulled me into a powerful embrace.

“So, what you’re saying is, we not only have to kick their asses, but yours too?”

He pushed me back and when I looked at him, he was smiling. He glanced at Jack and shook his head.

“What the hell is wrong with this generation?”

“It’s the ripped jeans. When people can’t have enough sense to buy a pair of solid blue jeans, how can we expect them to make solid life choices? Holes in their jeans equals holes in their common sense.” Jack winked when I rolled my eyes at his stereotypical old man response.

“Ah, yes. Kids these days with their baggy jeans. No respect, I tell you. They wouldn’t know good decisions if it hit them in their balls,” I mocked.

They both chuckled and nodded their heads with agreement as if I’d been totally serious. I didn’t want to bring up the fact that I was ninety-nine percent sure their friend was fucking someone younger than their grandsons. I wouldn’t called that a bad decision, but I doubted it would’ve been considered a sound choice, either.

“Are you going to fill us in on the details?”

I pouted. I didn’t want to, but somehow, for a couple of old men, their demeanor was surprisingly demanding. Much to my own regret, I started to sing like a songbird.

If I’d expected any sort of sympathy or compassion, I was sorely misled. There were no signs of the obligatory “it’s okay” responses that I’d received from the rest of the DONNAS. No, all I received was looks of disappointment that was so intense, I felt like a puppy trying not to pee itself from shame. All deserved, of course.

“Maybe you’re perfect for Shane after all. I can see the Christmas card now (he read the invisible headline on his hand), ‘Happy holidays. Yours truly, two dumbasses’,” Thomas commented.

He dropped his hand and rolled his eyes as Jack gently pushed him off to the side and stepped forward.

Jack. The psychologist. Terrifying!

“Do you really think, after everything you guys have been through, you can make this work?”

“Yeah, I really do.”

“What makes this time different?”

Uh, uh.

I wasn’t sure telling him we’d had a good talk and things felt different was an acceptable answer. It was true, but if someone else had tried to feed me that line, I would’ve scooped the bullshit up and shoved it back into their mouths.

“Well, I, uh,” I mumbled. “This time, I’m aware of my faults. I’m not trying to blame Shane for everything, including my issues. I can’t speak for Shane, but I know he knows where he falls short, and he’s working on that. I know things won’t be perfect. I can almost promise you that we’ll make a mess of everything, but I think, under the mountain of our fuck ups, there’s something there. We’re going to take it slow. We both have stuff we need to work out as individuals, and as a couple, but I think we can do it. I want to do it!”

Jack watched me carefully, and after I was done, he took a minute to absorb my words before he nodded.

“Okay. You’ll come to the park, twice a month, and we’ll chat—just you and I—and bring coffee.”

“Therapy?” I asked with wide eyes.

His shrug was sign language for, ‘yeah, and what the fuck are you going to do about it?’

“I think you could use a sound person to talk to in order to help sort the deep-rooted trust issues you have stemming from adolescence. And, if you want things to work on with Shane. You’re going to need all of the tools I can give you.”

“How do you like your coffee?” I smiled brightly, yet full of terror.

*** *** *** ***

AARP had politely instructed us to step inside the house so they could have a private conversation with their kin. We stood and watched DAKS as they stood in a row with their heads hung low while AARP scolded them.

“What do you think they’re saying?” Nick asked, not expecting an answer.

As it turned out, I wasn’t the only one who’d been avoiding them. The older men had a way of not saying much, but their delivery was powerfully terrifying. If the look of obedience that each of the younger men held was any indication, they felt it, too.

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Following Orders and Being Watched

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Today started out like any other day; waking up, showering for the day and heading off to work. They wonder all day if they are thinking about each other. As the day progresses he starts thinking about how it can become a wonderful evening. He ponders what kind of excitement the two of them can get into. Finally, the idea comes to him. They will go to the adult club.

Sam sends her a text message and asks her if she is up for a fun night. She gets the message and wonders what he could have in mind. She doesn’t question his thoughts just replies to the message with a yes of course. Getting her reply, Sam starts putting his idea into play. He takes off from work early so that they will have time to get ready and leave. It will be a 2 hour drive.

Once he gets home, Sam sends her a text and tells her to come on home. She leaves work and heads to the apartment. The two of them get into the shower and she asks what she is to wear. Well, Sam has already thought this part through. He tells her he will get her outfit together once they get out of the shower. They wash each other and he kisses her deeply. She wonders just what he has in mind for the night. They get out of the shower and dry off.

She is wrapped in a towel waiting for Sam to hand her the outfit that he has picked out. Sam reaches in to one of her drawers and pulls out the leather bra and mini skirt, stockings and black heels. She takes the outfit from him but with questioning eyes. He tells her that Escort bayan they are going to go to the adult club and that she will have to obey his every command. Her eyes light up and she reaches out to kiss him. She takes her time putting the outfit on, making sure to put everything in place. She then goes to the mirror to put on her make-up. She adds just a little bit of glitter for effect. Heading back to the bedroom to make sure that she has approval for her attire, she stops in the doorway. Sam looks up at her from the bed and beckons her to him.

She steps over to the bed and Sam pulls her on top of him. He kisses her deeply and passionately running his hands over her body. He tells her that she is very sexy and will be the highlight of the evening. He finishes getting dressed and ready to leave. Once they are both ready they head to the car to make the trip.

During the drive, Sam explains to her that she will be required to do as she is told. No questions asked. She looks over at him, tells him yes sir and then wonders what he wants her to do. She has many thoughts at this point. Considering the last adventure that they shared together. She really enjoyed his taking charge of things. She also likes the idea of being watched. Perhaps she will get some of both. She sits in her seat taking in the sight of his sexiness. She knows the body that is under those clothes he is wearing and she wants it pressed against her. They arrive at the club and he opens Bayan escort her door.

The two of them go inside hand in hand. She now realizes that he has something planned she just isn’t sure of exactly what it is going to be. As they pay admission and head back to the theatre she begins to get wet. They find a cozy seat up near the front of the theatre and settle in to watch the show. Not long into the show Sam reaches over and pulls her to him by the neck. He takes her head in his hands and kisses her. He whispers to her that she is going to now suck on his throbbing cock.

She leans over and undoes the buttons on his jeans. Now exposing his rock hard cock. She can see a drop of pre-cum on its tip. She leans down and licks it off. Sam grabs the back of her head and forces her mouth down onto his shaft. She opens wide and takes him deeply in her throat. She is enjoying this because she knows the guy behind them is now watching and stroking his own cock. Sam tells her to be a good cock sucker and take it all. She does as she is told. He knows that she is now dripping wet on her own. Sam stops her for just a moment and tells her to get on her knees across the couch that they are sitting on. She does as she is told.

Bending over gives him access to her wetness. He lifts her skirt exposing her bare ass. As he prepares himself to enter her, he tells her to start sucking on the cock that is being stroked behind them. She does as she is told and takes Escort it deep in her mouth. He begins to pound her pussy hard and deep while she sucks on strange cock. This stranger is now leaking pre-cum and fucking her mouth.

It doesn’t take much and this stranger is cumming in her mouth while Sam fucks her from behind. After he stops convulsing she takes her mouth off his cock. This whole scene has brought in several others to watch. Sam continues to fuck her hard and deep while the new onlookers stare. Sam continues knowing that she is about to start a band of orgasms. Just a few more strokes into her and her pussy starts convulsing on his cock. She cries out in ecstasy.

The onlookers have now sprayed their loads over the floor. Sam looks around and realizes they are the only two left in the room. He instructs her to kneel in front of him and take his cock deep in her throat. Sam tells her that she will swallow every drop. She eagerly begins to suck on his throbbing cock taking it deeper than she has before. He grabs the back of her head to make sure that she doesn’t move away from him. Sam looks down at her, tells her to look at him. She looks up into his eyes just as he tells her that he is going to cum. He holds her head as she swallows every drop. Not wasting any.

She rises to sit next to him. He looks at her lovingly and tells her she was a good cocksucker tonight. She smiles at him knowing that this will not be the last time that they put on this show. He kisses her and they get dressed. Riding home Sam tells her that she will be giving him another blow job when they get home. He wants to perfect her skills. She looks at him and smiles, knowing that it is going to be a wonderful night.

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Rock River Ch. 01: New Neighbours

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Doggystyle

My relationship, or should I say my sex life, with Rachel hadn’t always been this way. When we first started out there was passion and vigour beneath the sheets. Sometimes there weren’t any sheets at all during those occasional daring moments of fucking outdoors or in the backseat of the car. The positions we fucked in were varied and constantly changing during our sessions. In those early days there were toys, handcuffs, blindfolds & blow jobs. There was even an attempt at anal, instigated by her, though she had decided that it was too painful and gave up before I had even penetrated her fully. There used to be a connection and energy between us during sex, and when we were done we would both collapse onto each other hot and sticky as our heads spun through joyous ecstasy.

But now something was lost between us, and the sex was unfulfilling to say the least. Now fucking seldom involved anything other than going down on Rachel for a few minutes before mounting her in missionary and thrusting for no more than ten minutes until I’d sprayed my load inside her. Dare I say that she seemed satisfied by this, and unless she had developed some high quality acting skills without me noticing, always orgasmed too. But I was not satisfied; I was simply bored.

The truth is, regardless of all of this, I love her. At a brief first glance, with her thick-rimmed glasses and occasionally dishevelled mousey brown hair that ran just over her shoulders she resembled a dainty and anxious librarian that might squeak like a mouse if you ever talked to her. But on a closer look, especially if she was dressed for an evening out, she was stunning. She was intelligent, kind and funny, and occasionally weird and nerdy.

We had been together in total for over five years now, and married for two of those. After a year of being together we had moved into a pokey little apartment paying an overpriced rent for the space we had. One year into marriage, and after another rent increase, we decided to buy our own place. It seemed like the right thing to do now that we had both hit our thirties, and I hoped that the change in lifestyle would help spice up our sex life too. I was not prepared for how much.

It took a little while for us to find somewhere, but location was key. We needed somewhere suburban and quiet, with nice local amenities and neighbours. We were both well paid and money was no object so when we found what was essentially our definition of a perfect home which was just pushing the top end of our budget it was a no brainer.

The house was located in Rock River, a relatively small, quiet and picturesque estate of around thirty newly-constructed homes for both the upper and middle class with a pleasant bubbling river that ran through the centre of the estate. When the estate agent had first showed us around the property we had been speechless, blown away by its space, atmosphere and beautiful garden, and then when what was soon to be our next door neighbour greeted us with glowing reviews on the area we were sold.

The stressful day of the move came, and as Rachel and I stood on the driveway directing the workers from the moving company the neighbour came by to greet us. We had been so awestruck with the house when we had first met her that I had barely paid attention to her but now I could see that she was gorgeous. She appeared a good ten or so years older than us, with golden blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, bronze skin and thick voluptuous red lips. She wore a low cut silken blouse hugging a pair of large breasts and revealing a seemingly endless cleavage and black short skirt revealing just as much of her legs. As she stepped over to us she smiled slyly and I wondered whether she had caught my gaze on her. If she had she paid no mind to it.

“I see you took my advice,” she said pleasantly revealing a set of perfect white teeth. “I’m Jessica.”

“Hi there. I’m Rachel,” my wife replied and reached out to gently shake her hand only for Jessica to take her by surprise and pull her in close to kiss her cheek and hug her. “Oh, ok,” she added and smiled as their bodies collided.

I waited for them to part and as Jessica turned to me accepted her greeting. “Richard.. Rich,” I answered as her body pressed against mine and her warm lips found my cheek. I kissed her own cheek and as her breasts pressed firmly into my chest I felt my cock twitch in excitement. If she had felt it then again she paid no mind and simply smiled as she pulled away.

“Well, as we’re neighbours now I’d like you both to join my husband and I for dinner tonight to welcome you to the neighbourhood and get you know you,” Jessica said taking Rachel’s hands back in hers. “He’s at the office at the moment otherwise I would have brought him over to introduce you. But he’s harmless I promise.”

“Sure, that sounds great,” I replied before Rachel could even politely refuse.

“Sure… why not,” Rachel added.

One of the removal men passed her smiling coyly at Jessica and she flashed a beam of white back at him. Manavgat Escort “Great. About seven ok?”

“That’ll be fine,” I replied. “See you then.”

Jessica winked and waved goodbye before heading off back down the drive.

Rachel waited until she had disappeared around the corner before turning to me. “You sure? Won’t we be a bit tired after today?”

“Sorry hon, I was just being polite. Didn’t want to upset the new neighbours straight away,” I said as I turned to her and ran my hand along her waist. “We can just excuse ourselves early as we’re too tired after all the moving if it’s too much?”

“Sure ok,” she answered quietly.

***

The evening came quickly and we had both began to head over to Jessica’s house a little early. We were just about able to locate our clothes within various suitcases and bags, and had thrown on the closest thing we could find to smart casual. I wore dark blue jeans and a chequered black and white shirt. Rachel was in a purple silk blouse and tight black jeans that hugged her gorgeous ass as she walked up Jessica’s driveway in front of me. The path to the front door meandered through their pleasant garden. We held a wooden rail to guide us through the dark, and as we passed through an archway surrounded by rosebushes Rachel stopped suddenly.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed in surprise as I bumped into her.

“What the fuck? Why you stopping?” I asked with a furrowed brow as she turned and pushed me backwards behind the archway.

“Look,” she whispered pointing towards a window about ten feet away from where we now cowered.

I looked over surveying what appeared to be Jessica’s lounge not quite seeing what had made Rachel so astonished. It was the large television mounted to the wall that originally caught my gaze and then I noticed the male figure, her husband I assumed, sat upon the couch in front of it. It took a second before I noticed the golden hair bobbing up and down in the man’s lap.

Jessica was knelt on the floor between the coffee table and the man with her dress tugged down exposing to large swaying breasts beneath her. From what I could tell from afar the man was either well-tanned or of a darker colour – possibly Spanish or even Indian – and much younger than I had anticipated her husband would be. He looked even younger than us.

I gasped and Rachel instantly knew when I had noticed. “You see?”

“I see,” I replied watching Jessica’s head bounce between the man’s legs.

“We should probably go,” Rachel said nervously.

“They’re expecting us, we can’t be rude,” I answered and placed my hand around her. “Let’s just wait until they’re done.”

“What?” she replied, her voice raised. “Really?”

“Yes, I’m sure it won’t take a minute. We can’t be rude,” I repeated. The truth is I wanted to watch her, and I wanted Rachel to watch too. Hopefully it would help her remember how to give a blow job because I had started to forget what one felt like.

Jessica’s head continue to move repeatedly down onto the cock though her hair covered both her face and the cock itself. If she hadn’t been wearing the same outfit that she had worn earlier then I might not have even been sure that it was her. Jessica eventually pulled back from the cock, whipping her golden hair to the side and revealing both her bronze face and a thick shaft, and bulbous purple tip, within her grasp. She leaned forward swirling a pink tongue around its tip and smiling as she watched the man shudder at her expert touch. In one swift movement she pressed her face back down into the man’s lap, his cock deep within her throat as her nose pressed into his belly and continued to suck hungrily on it taking its whole length fully into the back of her mouth with each motion of her neck. Each time she came back up to suck slowly on the head, her tongue swirled around it and her fingers continued to stroke firmly down massaging it against her lips.

“She’s good,” I whispered into Rachel’s ear as we lingered in the darkness peering on.

“Rich, I think we need to…”

I shushed her quietly and wrapped my hand around her waist to press my fingers between her legs. My hand pressed firmly against her pussy and began to massage her through her jeans. To my surprise she didn’t protest and even moaned ever so softly.

Inside Jessica still had the full length of the prick inside her thick glowing lips, saliva spilling from them and making the cock glisten even to us from a distance. She released the cock from her hungry mouth with a loud grunt that we could just about hear from outside and instantly dropped her lips to his balls, sucking each one slowly into her lips as her hand pumped wildly at the shaft above her.

The man on the couch begun to shudder and moan violently, and I began to massage my wife’s pussy more firmly as I knew what was coming. She whimpered quietly as I softly kissed her neck watching the view.

Jessica pulled back tugging on his enlarged shaven balls allowing them to fall from Escort Manavgat her lips as she presented her tongue and pressed it against the tip of pulsating cock. The man could barely keep still as his fingers grasped tightly at the leather couch and his body, and cock erupted. Thick streams of cum erupted from his prick onto Jessica’s tongue and she begun to lap it down as if it was the first meal she had in weeks. The cock continued to twitch violently and Jessica was not quick enough to catch and slurp all of his load down, so instead allowed some to spray across her face. Once last string of white violently erupted from the shiny purple cock and landed across her nose, forehead and into her hair.

A devilish side of me quickly released Rachel’s pussy from my grip and ran to the doorbell urgently, desperate to see how she would react to a visit from the neighbours while still marked with her husband’s cum.

“Rich, what the fuck.., wait…” Rachel gasped as she chased after me but it was too late.

The doorbell rang loudly and I turned to her and smiled.

The door opened in within a manner of seconds and Jessica stood there smiling, her dress somewhat dishevelled with one breast more exposed than the other. She was nonchalantly wiping her face down with a cloth.

“Hi… hi… Sorry we were just having some fun. Come, come.” she said with little care as she ushered us into her home and guided me to the living room.

Rachel followed cautiously behind me as Jessica walked us into their large living room. “It’s no problem,” she whispered nervously.

As we stepped into the spacious lounge there was a cinnamon scent from some candles burning in different corners of the room.

“This is my husband Peter,” she said and motioning with her hand to a corner of the room next to an arm chair adjacent to the lounge window that was previously obscured to us as we watched the show.

To our surprise the man that lifted himself from the armchair to greet us was not the same that we had just watched Jessica pleasure. He was much closer to Jessica’s age, or perhaps even older. He was tall, pale-skinned, clean shaven, and had thick black hair with a slightly grey tinge around his ears that made him appear quite distinguished. His shoulders were broad and the t-shirt he wore was tight around his biceps; he clearly went to the gym more than I did.

“Hi there, nice to meet you,” he said as he reached forward to shake my hand.

“You too,” I replied slightly puzzled. “I’m Rich.”

“I bet you are if you can afford that house,” he replied laughing.

“Sorry, as in Richard,” I attempted to clarify ignorant to him making fun of me.

He smiled. “I know Jessica already told me. I’m just kidding with you,” he replied and went to kiss Rachel on the cheek. “And Rachel.”

“Nice… to meet you too,” she stuttered sweetly, her puzzled look matched my own but then her mouth dropped and she looked over at me with wide eyes.

It took me a few seconds but then I realised, slightly later than Rachel had, that Peter had just been watching his wife suck another man’s cock just as we had been watching from outside. The man we had seen entered the lounge shortly after carrying four glasses of red wine on a tray and offered them to us.

“Oh thank you,” Rachel smiled as she took the glass and nodded at the man she had just five minutes prior seen ejaculate over her neighbour’s face.

“This is Tariq. We often like to call on his services when we’re entertaining,” Jessica said and motioned for us to sit on the couch

“Thank you,” I added as I took my glass and sat gently down.

I almost chortled as I watched Rachel blush bright red as she delicately placed herself where the Tariq’s naked arse had just been and could see her surveying the floor for any spillage of fluids.

Despite the surprising early events of the evening both Rachel and I soon settled in and were made to feel very much at home. Rachel’s usual initial anxieties had seemed to melt away and she now sat calmly, laughing and joking. Tariq served various appetisers and kept our wines topped up as the four of us got to know each other. Peter was a senior director within Reed Insurance, a well-known insurance company, with such a salary that allowed Jessica to be a lady of leisure. When they asked about our own line of work I told them of the web design company I was a partner in, and that I didn’t actually have to do an awful lot other than interacting with potential clients trying to get them on board. Rachel told them of her freelance graphic design work and of the numerous brands and companies that had hired her.

The conversation followed into a long romantically-lit dining room where we sat at a cosy dark oak dining table and were treated to a number of delicious courses all brought to us by Tariq with a pleasant smile on his face. If I had Jessica’s lips around my cock beforehand I’d work with a smile on my face too. The wine continued to flow and the mood got sillier Manavgat Escort bayan and merrier. We talked about how each pair of us had met, where we had previously lived and worked, and the amusing stories surrounding our weddings.

As we were half way through a crème brulee desert and a conversation about our life marriage Jessica abruptly interrupted. “How often do you guys fuck?” she asked and I could hear the loud gulp come from Rachel beside me followed by a chuckle from Peter’s direction.

“Wow… ok… erm,” I stammered looking to Rachel for confirmation on whether I should divulge such information.

“Once a week,” she answered nonchalantly to my surprise. “Sometimes twice.”

“Shame. Not that often,” Jessica answered. She rested an arm against the table and pushed herself up close allowing her breasts to lay against her arm which pushed her cleavage forward for all to see. “Just fuck each other?”

Rachel turned to me, I assume, to gauge my reaction to the question and discover whether I had been cheating on her.

“Just each other,” I answered sternly and smiled back at my wife.

Peter turned to his wife and reached out to rest his hand on hers. “Ok sweetie, stop making them uncomfortable.”

“You ever been with a girl,” she turned to Rachel, ignoring her husband and continuing to quiz her.

She blushed and almost shrank into her seat. “No. Made out with a friend once. That’s all though,” she replied nervously.

“And you?” she turned to me and asked bluntly. As she twisted her neck to gaze at each of us with every question her hair swung across her shoulders.

“Sure I’ve been with a few girls,” I replied and laughed.

“You know what I mean,” she said with a slight frown and went to sip at her wine.

“I know what you mean,” I answered with a smile. “No, no guys.”

She sighed and rolled her eyes even further. “You guys are boring. You thought about it?”

“Jessica…” Peter continued to attempt to calm his wife to no avail.

“Its fine,” I turned to Peter to reassure him. “I mean… sure. I’m not physically attracted to guys or anything, but I’ve pondered it. I’ll try anything once I guess.”

“Really?” Rachel gasped turning to me in surprise and playfully swatted at my shoulder.

Both Peter and Jessica laughed.

“I think Jessica’s just learned something new about you,” Jessica said underneath her gentle chuckling.

In truth I had thought about it; I’d even jerked off to bisexual porn in the past. There always had to be a woman present in the videos I chose to watch though as I had no interest in gay porn. But I had never confessed any of this to Rachel before.

“You two should experiment a little. Get another boy or girl in your bedroom. It can be amazing honestly,” Jessica explained as Tariq came to pour more wine for us. “Even if you just watch. Peter was watching me blow Tariq just before you got here,” she added abruptly to everyone’s surprise and reached out to pat Tariq playfully on the arse who despite his dark skin appeared to blush even darker.

Rachel reached forward to lift her glass of wine. Her fingers struggled to grip the glass comfortably as the wine was clearly starting to go to her head. “Yes. We saw… we watched you. I’m so sorry,” she replied and nervously giggled.

Jessica laughed. “It’s ok sweetie, I don’t mind… kinda hot actually. See you’re already a voyeur. You ever need any spicy tips, come see Jessica ok,” she said with a smile that was both deviant and sweet.

“Ok enough tormenting them,” Peter exclaimed as he tossed a spoon down into his empty bowl. “Let’s go sit comfortable again.”

We all stood up from the dining table and Rachel stumbled as we followed the couple back into the lounge. I reached out to wrap my hand around her waist and guide her back to the two-seater sofa. Peter and Jessica collapsed onto the three-seater perpendicular beside us and laid back to relax with Jessica closest to me. Tariq carried the drinks back in and placed them on the coffee table before Jessica excused him for the evening. He smiled and bid us all goodnight before taking his leave.

The four of us continued to converse about our hobbies which led to Peter inviting me to explore the local amenities and visit his gym with him the following day to which I accepted. We were so engrossed in conversation that it took a while for Jessica, Peter and I to realise that there was now only three of us talking. Rachel lay back in the couch, her mouth slightly ajar and her breathing heavy as she slept gently beside me.

“Don’t think she’s had a drink in a few months,” I said as I smiled at her and looked back at the couple with a chuckle.

“Bless her. You’re wife’s lovely Rich,” Jessica said with a hesitant pause as she ran her fingers through her bronze hair. “Why do you look so bored of each other?” she asked abruptly.

I sighed and turned to ensure she was asleep before I answered. “I don’t know. Honestly. I can’t really explain it.”

“I’m telling you, you just need to experiment,” she frowned as she replied and crossed her silky legs. Her skirt hitched up a little as she did so. “Sex always gets stale at some point even in the best relationships. Just throw in a little spice and invigorate it. Ain’t that right honey?”

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