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Nothing Special Ch. 01

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My name is Alexis, that’s all you need to know. The rest of my name doesn’t matter; in fact my name really has no consequence at all. That’s what my master has taught me. I am of no consequence in myself; it is only the services that I render which make me worthwhile. I wasn’t like this before, but he saved me from a life of vanity and ego. Let me go back to the beginning and tell you how this all started, and how I came to be of consequence.

I worked as a waitress at Midnight Lights, a small strip club near the business district of Manhattan. The uniforms were typical, guaranteed to stir the genitals of the men who came. Fishnet thigh high stockings worn under a tiny black skirt were complimented by a fishnet shirt with a black bra underneath, it was showy, but it wasn’t like you were naked. That was left to the girls on the stages. Of course the stockings were attached to a garter belt and underwear was optional. I normally left mine off; it made for quicker access. I didn’t mind my job. I actually enjoyed the men looking at me. I had a decent figure, small high breasts, a tight ass, and when I wore the stilettos that were part of the uniform they still didn’t make me taller then most of the men that patronized the club. There were things that you could do to earn yourself better tips, if you were willing. With so many private rooms and debauchery encouraged I truly enjoyed myself from time to time when a good-looking man caught my eye. None of them were special though, until the afternoon I met him. He was going to be the one to take me away from it all. I knew it when I first looked at him.

He was sitting at a table in the corner, watching Emerald dance. That girl knew how to work a pole, but he seemed completely disinterested. His eyes began to wander around the room and he saw me standing with an empty tray and motioned me over. I began to pick up small details as I came closer. He was older, around 35, I was barely 21, his dark hair was beginning to get a touch of gray, and it made him look more distinguished. He wore his suit like it was his Sunday tennis outfit, casually relaxed and completely unworried. His eyes caught my attention; they were the most intense blue I’d ever seen. They roved over my body as I drew closer and I wondered if he would be interested in an afternoon indulgence. This seemed to be a fine way to spice up my afternoon. After all the real crowds didn’t hit till later in the evening and it wasn’t often that someone as seemingly worthwhile as this man showed up. Finally I stood next to the table, inhaling the subtle scent of some expensive cologne.

Smiling I flipped open my pad and said, “What can I get for you?”

He looked up at me and gave me the blatant once over. “You.”

For a moment I didn’t know what to say. I closed the notepad and didn’t pretend to misunderstand. I looked him over, doing to him as he’d done to me, making him wait a bit before I agreed. His body was gorgeous, I knew bonus veren siteler that underneath that suit there would be incredibly strong muscular planes and I ached to touch them.

“Room 13 in fifteen minutes. I’ll be there.” I walked away, slowly, making sure that my hips swung just enough to make his gaze linger. My long blonde hair bounced in its ponytail, swinging across my back as I moved.

The next fifteen minutes went by in a blur. I called across the bar to Malinda and let her know I was going on my break. I slipped into the back of the club and into room 13. The private rooms were all the same. The black interior was decorated with a red love seat, and a small stage with a pole. The recessed lighting was dim enough for romance, yet bright enough so that you could see clearly. I sat on the couch, awaiting his arrival. I slipped my heels off to massage my feet. Eight hours in stilettos was not an easy task, even if you were only 5’3 and 120 pounds.

I heard the soft whisper as the door open and I looked up. He stood there, his suit jacket casually tucked over his arm. He tossed it carelessly on the stage and came for me. Before I knew what was going on his hand was wrapped around my hair and his lips were ravaging my mouth. He kissed me with an intensity that was almost brutal and then he trailed his kisses down my throat. He pulled me off the sofa, backed me up against the wall and bit my neck hard, not hard enough to draw blood, but I moaned, half in pleasure half in pain. I heard the unzipping of his pants and before I knew it he had spun me around and bent me over the love seat. His hand was still tightly wrapped in my hair and I felt him sliding into me. Never had a man taken such liberties with me, at least not without asking permission. In a way it sort of turned me on. He fucked me like he did everything else, casually, in a most unhurried fashion. Before I knew it I was moaning and pushing up against him like a cat in heat. He pulled my head back using my hair as a handle and his other hand reached around, pinching and twisting my nipple. He began to move faster, slamming into me harder and harder, and then just as I was about to cum he pulled out of me.

“Suck it,” he said, his voice thick and rough.

I turned around and went to my knees taking his gorgeous cock in my mouth. It was about eight inches long and fairly thick. I tasted myself as I slid my mouth down his throbbing erection. Licking him with my tongue as my hand wrapped around him and began to move with the same rhythm as my mouth. I teased the head with my tongue flicking it back and forth over the top. His hand wrapped around my hair once again and he began pushing himself deeper into my throat. I gagged around him and he gave me a brief respite but not for long. I continued sucking him off, my tongue spiraling around him, my hand stroking him faster and faster. Finally as I took the first shot down my throat he pulled bahis my head back and finished coming all over my face. He zipped his pants and tossed me a handkerchief. Picking up his suit jacket he slid it over his broad shoulders and walked out the door, closing it softly behind him.

I couldn’t believe how turned on I was by his audaciousness. I picked up the scrap of silk and wiped him off my face. I sat down on the small stage and leaned back against the cold metal of the bar. My fingers went to work on my hot slit, stroking it into overdrive. I circled my clit with my forefinger, using my other hand to fuck myself relentlessly. I had never been this hot before, the way he had used me made me feel like such a slut, and yet it was completely arousing. My hips rose to meet my fingers and I let out a long moan. I licked the finger circling my clit to get a smoother motion and rubbed myself faster, frantically, remembering how good his cock had felt as he’d fucked me over the couch. Just thinking about that pushed me over the edge. I buried my fingers in my pussy and felt it pulsating and clenching around them as finished myself off. The chill of the pole brought me back down to Earth and I readjusted myself, tossing the silk handkerchief in the garbage by the door.

I walked into the bathroom and washed my hands, rinsing away the smell of my body’s natural musk. I looked in mirror, my green eyes were still slightly clouded from passion but otherwise I looked entirely presentable. Smoothing my skirt, I left to clock back on.

Cleaning off the table where he’d sat the first thing I noticed was a silver money clip holding some bills and a business card. I picked it up and slid the card out. His name was Dominic Masters. It fit him, the name rolled through my mind, caressing the depths that I would have never suspected I had. Hoping for some small sign of what he wanted I turned the card over. On the back was his cell phone number accompanied by a short message. Midnight. That was all it said. I counted the money that he had left in the clip. There was two hundred dollars there. I slipped it into my bra along with the money clip, the cold metal reminding me of my experience. I went through the rest of my shift in a fog of apprehension and desire. I didn’t take any other offers that night; I had a feeling I was saving myself for something better.

My shift ended at 11 and I changed and caught the bus home. By the time I got back to my apartment it was ten minutes till midnight. I threw my work clothes in the corner of my bedroom and stripped down to my bra and panties. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, turning sideways to see myself from all angles. I noticed that the dark fuchsia color of the demi-bra and panties accented the rosy gold color of my skin. I took my hair down from its ponytail and shook it loose. It cascaded down from my shoulders, a falling waterfall of blonde silk. I looked at the clock; deneme bonusu the glowing green digits said 11:59. Reaching onto the vanity table I picked up my phone and dialed the number on the back of the card. It rang three times before I heard his deep voice.

“Hello.”

My voice seemed stuck in my throat. His voice was just as rich as I remembered, sun glossed and full of promises.

“Hi” I sounded breathy, hot, and as aroused as I was it was no surprise.

“You’re punctual, I like that. What’s your name?”

“Alexis” My heart was beating so fast I felt like it was going to come bursting through my chest. There was no reason I should feel this way, but there was something about him that drove me into this sensual madness.

“Alexis,” My name fell from his lips like warm honey, making me melt even more, “How would you like to work for me? Leave your job at Midnight Lights. I can set you up quite nicely.”

“What would you want me to do?” I asked, thinking I already knew what he had in mind.

“I want you ready, willing, and able at anytime I call. That’s all I ask.”

I stood in silence for a moment, wondering how far I was willing to go. I really didn’t mind my job at Midnight Lights, but if I allowed him to set me up then I would be pampered and I wouldn’t have to put up with all sorts of men panting and pawing me.

“When do I start?”

“I’ll move you in tomorrow, be ready at 9 am.” Before I could say goodbye he had hung up. My mind buzzed with the enormity of the decision I had just made. My apartment was small and had come furnished so I wrapped myself in my silky robe, dragged my suitcases out of the closet and began filling them with what few possessions I had. I carefully wrapped knick-knacks and threw all my dishes away into a garbage bag. There wasn’t anything in my refrigerator besides condiments and a jug of orange juice. The condiments joined the plates in the bag. I spent the rest of the night in a packing frenzy. Finally at 7am I had packed everything I owned. My apartment was bare, and I had left out one outfit along with my toiletry supplies.

I turned on the shower and let the water heat up. Stripping out of my robe and the undies I had worn through the night, I stepped beneath the spray, letting the water calm my nerves. I ran my hands through my hair, feeling it hanging heavily down my back. I reveled in the feeling of the warm water streaming over my body and decided that I had time enough to indulge myself. I let my hands roam over my slick skin; cupping a breast in each hand I lightly rolled the nipples. I turned and leaned back against the sidewall of the shower, my hands sliding down my body and then back up again in a sensual motion that made me gasp. One hand stayed, rubbing slowly at my clit, while the other made it’s way back up to toy with my nipples. I adjusted the water spray so it would course down my body and began to work myself over in earnest. Closing my eyes I let the sensations flow through me. My hands bringing me to pleasure and as I came closer to my climax I could only see his face in my mind. His incredible eyes seemed to sear my sole as I brought myself to one of the most massive climaxes I’d ever had.

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Vixxen Ch. 04: Trying for Normal

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The following story is fictional and involves rough sex and some violence. It also has interracial content some might object to. This story takes a little bit to get to the sex, but this is about a girl and her life, AND her sexual adventures. So I hope you enjoy it, if not skip ahead a bit 🙂

If you do not enjoy erotic stories involving sexual material I suggest you move on.

When the normal was supposed to begin-

This story takes place after Vixxen Ch. 03: Life As a Stripper. Vixxen continued to work as an exotic dancer after her friend Nikki moved away, and continued to live pretty much as she had recently. Careful high protein diet, lots of working out, yoga, hours dancing in the club and some dating but no success.

This story takes place a few weeks after the close of the last story when Vixxen was twenty-one years old.

This is where the story continues-

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Vixxen was looking for a life outside of the gentleman’s club, both professionally and personally. Her time stripping, and living below her means had been good to her bank account, if not her taxes. She worked with tax advisers, but she had none of the check marks that reduce your taxes.

No house, no kids, no marriage, fuck my life she thought.

Vixxen was told of the advantages of home ownership and of owning rental houses. She had a lot of money in the bank and started talking to finance companies, who were more than willing to work with her.

Vixxen’s credit score was bad. She paid her bills on time, but her income was in cash, and she had never borrowed money or applied for a credit card. But with a good cash down payment, she was told credit was not important. Almost anyone could get financing for a home loan she was told.

She had about $75,000 in a savings account earning basically no interest, so used part of that money to buy a house. The interest rate was low, and the payment didn’t hurt her much so when she found out she could buy a second house she did so. And then a third.

She lived in the smallest of the three houses and rented the larger two out. She continued to work as a dancer, contracting a service to handle maintenance on her houses. With the cost of maintaining them, it was little better than break even, as she did not gouge the families living in her houses.

Vixxen hoped that in the long run she could make enough from the houses and be able to quit stripping, and lead a more normal life. She kept saving what she could, hoping to buy another house, maybe a business, like a little restaurant.

Between working at the club four times per week, working out, and dealing with calls every few days from the people renting from her, her schedule stayed pretty full. Her tenants were often late in paying, but Vixxen paid on time, so she had to make sure she made enough to cover. It wasn’t that tough with her job in a high-end gentlemen’s club, she was making really good money.

She got more serious in classical dancing, spending more and more time on Rumba, something taught at the dance school she attended. She loved the elegance of the dance and got pretty good at it.

From time to time she would go to a dance club with friends from the dance school and on occasion her stripper friends. They would show off some moves and blow off some steam. Vixxen would wear Latin ballroom dresses, they were created it seemed to fit her curvaceous and muscular body her body.

Other than a lot of people seeing the dance and the outfit and assuming she was from Latin America, it was always a good time. She danced with her friends, just occasionally with men she didn’t know, and when they knew how to dance it was good fun.

There were men who would touch her more than needed, of course. She often felt hands on her ass, men would grind their dick against her ass, and her boobs were groped pretty often on the dance floor.

Of course that her dress might as well have been painted on, and that her enhanced 36d boobs were always close to busting out of her dress was obvious. She knew how she dressed was a part of why it happened.

One such night, she ended up dancing with a tall white man. He was older than her, maybe 35, but was fit and was dressed well. This guy actually knew how to dance, and was surprisingly good at Rumba, he must have taken classes on his own.

They danced a few different times but did not speak much beyond asking her to join him and thanking her for the dance. He did not put his hands on her outside of what the dances called for, being the rare man who did not put his hands on her ass.

The dances with that man were the most fun she had to that point with dancing in an actual dance club.

Vixxen was with her stripper friends that night, not her dance class friends. They were not as interested in that sort of dance club and wanted to go to something more modern. They were looking for more people, more men specifically, and much louder music.

Vixxen was having fun and did not bahis siteleri want to leave with them, assuming she would just grab a cab home. She found the guy at a table with some of his friends, both men, and women, and asked if he was up for another dance. She looked for couple pairing, being pretty good at reading who was with who from her years as a stripper. but couldn’t tell who was with who in this group.

Vixxen did not see a woman who looked like she was with him, and invited the man to join her for another dance, and he quickly got up and joined her. She did notice some odd looks as they left again to dance, but nothing jealousy related.

She spent the next hour or so attached to this man in dance. They did some rumba, he knew a little Mambo, and they tried and failed to pull off a Tango. He was in shape, to keep up with her physically. She would dance six or seven hours a night at the club, so other than sweating a little for a few hours of Latin dancing didn’t bother her at all. This guy keeping up was impressive.

The more they danced the closer they danced. It wasn’t groping and grinding, but slow and sensual dancing, in dances which are as romantic as any in the world. The remained in physical contact for most of the night. Vixxen had not been close to many people in this way and needed it badly.

He invited her back to his table and introduced her to his friends, and she found out they were friends from college who got together sometimes. Vixxen found out that his name was Mason, and that he had dated a woman who was second generation Cuban, who had been very good at dances.

Eventually, his friends left, leaving Vixxen and Mason to dance, which they did until the club started to close. The crowd thinned, but the crows around Vixxen did not. Even dancing with another man, the sight of her in a tight fitting dress, glistening with sweat was very tempting many men there.

A few men tried to cut in, and she felt a few hands on her ass when dancing with Mason, but let it go as to avoid a scene where men acted like men do and fought over jealousy and lust.

Vixxen said goodbye to Mason and took out her phone to call a cab when the club closed. Mason asked if she was calling a cab, and when she said yes he offered to drive her.

Vixxen said yes, but suggested they grab a bite to eat first. She wasn’t the trusting sort, but she thought she could trust this guy as much as some random cab driver. They had been dancing for a while, and Vixxen did not usually eat club food. Way too fatty and way too many calories.

They went to a very nice Italian restaurant with late hours and closed that place as well, enjoying wine and a nice Italian meal. The light in the club was poor, and he thought Vixxen was attractive, but in the good light of the restaurant, Mason was surprised. This young woman was as beautiful as anyone he had ever seen.

Vixxen had beautiful eyes, exotic facial features, a warm smile, and the best body he had ever seen tucked in an unforgiving tight and revealing dress.

Her shoulder muscles had some definition, her legs were toned and defined, and her ass was amazing. It was big and round but also appeared to be tight and toned. Never mind her breasts, that he was trying to keep his eyes off of while they talked. They looked like they would burst out of her tight dress, with her lean and muscular build he wondered if she was using a push-up bra.

Vixxen was careful what she ate, and when Mason had dessert Vixxen declined. He didn’t push it, knowing how women could be about calories and seeing that Vixxen obviously took her fitness seriously. He lifted weights sometimes and rode a bike, he wasn’t worried about it.

When Mason finally drove Vixxen home, he mentioned that he liked her home. “Are you renting?” Mason asked. It was in a decent neighborhood, and while on the small side was a decent house for a younger person.

“No, I am buying it.” Vixxen replied, “All mine in thirty years I guess.”

Mason then voiced his approval, telling Vixxen it was good to see she owned at such a young age. Beautiful, young, amazingly beautiful, and a good dancer? This woman impressed him.

They went in through her garage, and he saw a nice little late model BMW sitting there, she must be doing well for herself he thought. It looked new, or very close to it. It was a convertible, waste of money in Texas he thought.

She invited him in, and the tour of the house lasted until basically the entryway. She put her bag and keys on a hook and turned, and he had not expected her to stop and was very close to her.

Vixxen was not short, she was 5’10”, and was wearing 2.5″ dancing heels, so stood just over 6 feet tall in them. However, she was looking up to him. He had to be 6’4″ at least.

Mason had admired her form for the entire night, and looking down into her beautiful eyes, and into her very sexy cleavage, he hesitated. The two of them stood there for a full minute, just looking into each other’s eyes.

Mason canlı bahis siteleri didn’t know what to say, he just enjoyed the view without any words. Vixxen moved in closer and got very close to him, and angled her face up to him, and reached her lips out to his, in a gentle kiss. Her lips tasted great, quite amazing really. It was a quick and gentle kiss, but Mason wanted it to last forever.

Vixxen’s breasts were touching him now, his dick was getting hard and he wanted nothing more than to have his hands on her right in that moment.

However gentlemen do not behave in that way, so he restrained himself.

Mason pulled back a bit and exhaled visibly. “Wow Vixxen, I don’t date much, and I am not very good at it,” Mason said, a bit nervously. “My god you are beautiful.”

Vixxen smiled and answered, “You are not too bad looking yourself, Mason, I have had a really good time tonight.” She said this with her lips very close to his, and then stepped back and turned to head into the kitchen.

“Can I get you something to drink?” Vixxen asked Mason, heading out of sight into what he assumed was her kitchen. “I don’t have much, wine really. And I guess juice and protein shakes.”

“I am not thirsty Vixxen, but thanks.” He said as he came into the kitchen, where Vixxen had a bottle of wine and a wine glass in her hands. “I do not drink very often if I am honest.”

“This is a nice place, very good for your age. I didn’t buy my first house until about six years ago. Tough housing market we are in anyway.” Mason didn’t want to bore her, so he didn’t get into the market problems that he knew were coming. “When did you get this place Vixxen?”

“A couple of months ago, I just about got everything unpacked,” Vixxen answered him.

Mason was impressed that she had purchased the house at her age. He didn’t know how old she was, but she had to be in her young twenties. He wasn’t that impressed with the house itself, but she had decorated it quite well.

Mason was lost in thought, looking out a window at her small backyard, and heard her walk up behind him. He turned and almost fell over. Vixxen walked in, still in her tight dress, and she was an amazing sight. He had known some women, none even close to her beauty.

She sat on the sofa and he joined her, at a distance just beyond arm’s reach. She drank another glass of wine and took off her heels, and they had a nice conversation. Mason noticed that her posture was damned near perfect.

Mason talked about his job, he worked at a financial firm, and finally talked about the financial markets, and the danger they were in. He talked about sub-prime mortgages, and the trouble that banks were in over them, and how his firm had invested in them, and against them as well.

Vixxen was hesitant about her profession, but after he pressed her she told him she was an exotic dancer.

He asked a lot of questions but wasn’t a dick about it. He mentioned she had a perfect body for it, and they talked about how the Latin dances she did had an impact on her stage work, and how she stayed so fit.

“Yoga three times a week, rumba class once a week, I lift three times a week with ab work every day and a focus on squats,” Vixxen told him, describing her workout. “And then I dance four shifts at work, I probably dance for a good three hours out of a six-hour shift.”

“How do you eat enough for that kind of activity Vixxen?” Mason asked, “How can you get enough?”

“I eat a very specific diet Mason,” Vixxen replied. “Not a lot of meat, mostly good fat, but I added some ice cream. And a lot of protein for muscle building, and plenty of fruit and vegetables.”

“You don’t look like you eat any ice cream,” Mason asked.

“I got a little too fit for the job,” Vixxen said, with an odd look on her face. “Men and women do not seem to respond to someone with very little body fat and cut up abs, at least not for female strippers.”

Mason thought about it, and then he agreed, he liked curves. He had already wondered if she was too muscular to look good naked.

“So I eased up on the cardio and I eat some ice cream a couple of times a week,” Vixxen said with a smile. “I added a few pounds but softened the abs, and made my ass and my breasts look a bit better.”

Mason smiled, and took a chance, she seemed pretty open about her body. He openly looked at her ass, and then stared straight at her boobs, admiring her cleavage. “They look pretty good, I don’t see how they could have been a problem.”

“My job is tough Mason, there is a lot of pressure on you about your body,” Vixxen replied. “They have a scale, and they monitor your weight and your measurements all the time.”

“Do you like what you do?” Mason asked her. “I have heard rough things about that life, it seems tough. Colleagues of mine spend a lot of time at strip clubs, they do not speak well of the dancers when they bring them home.”

Mason thought about that, he really hoped nobody he worked güvenilir bahis with had ever taken Vixxen home, not the way they spoke of strippers. They spoke of blowjobs and sex in VIP dances, blowjobs in the car on the way back from the strip club and all manner of sex.

He liked Vixxen, he really hoped none of his friends had ever paid her to let them fuck her in the ass. She seemed to nice for that, too stable.

“Mason,” Vixxen said with a serious look on her face. “There are prostitutes who strip, there are clubs that let that happen, dives.” She touched his hand gently, “I am not one of those women, and the club I work at would fire a dancer caught fucking a customer.”

“Well that was good” Mason thought, hopefully, it was accurate. He decided to try to visit Vixxen’s club and see if it was really a better place as she said.

“I am good at what I do, and I make good money,” Vixxen asked. “I would rather do something else, but this is all I know how to do.”

Vixxen grabbed a remote and turned on some music, found some salsa and then stood up. Her tight dress had ridden up a bit but she left it.

“Want a demonstration?” Vixxen asked, Mason just smiled and nodded.

She moved with the music and slowly took off her dress while she danced for him. Vixxen taking off that tight fitting dress should not have been easy, but she made it look very sexy. She bent at the waist when she pulled the dress down over her hips and ass, turned to the side, and it was an amazing sight.

When she stood up and turned to face him, Mason saw the best body he had ever seen in his life. Vixxen had not worn a bra or panties with that dress, and her naked figure was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Vixxen danced slowly for him, he watched her 36d boobs sway with her movements, and she squeezed them and played with them as she danced. “Those tits are certainly not the product of a push-up bra,” Mason thought. What he saw was amazing. Her breasts were a bit large for her lean body but looked perfect and real.

She straddled him for a lap dance, but it did not go on for long. He leaned up to kiss her, and things accelerated from there. In no time he was sucking her wonderful breasts, and she was jerking his cock. He laid her on the sofa and kissed and sucked on her breasts, Mason was in paradise.

He had never seen tits like this, only in porn. Big and soft, no visible scars, nipples perfectly fitting the size of them. The had a tiny bit of sag and felt perfectly normal to a squeeze. There was no way they were real, but he just couldn’t see anything but their size that made him think so.

Vixxen had already pulled his cock out, and he rose up and placed his cock between them and titty fucked her. Vixxen pushed them together and Mason’s cock disappeared from view as he pushed his cock between them, it was amazing.

Eventually, he sat back on the sofa, and Vixxen climbed over him and started sucking his cock. Damn, she was good at this Mason thought, as she worked fast and hard on his dick. Blowjobs were not really his thing, but she was very good at it.

Mason put his hand on her ass and squeezed, and was amazed again. Her big round ass was tight and muscular, it was firm to the touch, not giving much at all when he squeezed. He really wanted to give it a good smack but decided not to.

For a large man he didn’t have a large cock, maybe six inches long and not too thick, but it was just fine for what Vixxen wanted. It was thick enough as not to be hard to suck, and she had certainly seen smaller dicks in her life.

Mason laid her on the floor and got above her, between her legs. “Condom?” Vixxen asked him. Mason smiled and took one out of his wallet, and gave it to her. Vixxen looked as the package to make sure it wasn’t too old, then opened it and put the condom on him. As she rolled it back over him she watched it closely and was satisfied it was in good shape.

Mason then put himself between her legs and entered her, watching her beautiful eyes as he pushed into her, she really seemed to enjoy it. As Mason started to fuck Vixxen gently, she spread her legs very wide and started playing with her nipples, trying to put on a show for her new lover.

Mason was having a tough time. He thought he was going to cum in his pants when she kissed him and he felt her boobs touch him when she was clothed. When he kissed her, when he put his dick between her boobs, and when she was sucking him he felt like he would cum at any moment and blow any chance of getting to know this young woman.

Now with his dick inside of her, watching her smiling face, her amazing eyes, those big tits shaking, he didn’t know how he would hold out. He started thinking about his taxes.

Vixxen liked Mason, she wanted to get to know him and wanted another date with him, so she wanted him to remember this night. She started flexing her kegel muscles and started gripping his cock as he fucked her.

“Fuck me,” Mason thought, “What the hell is she doing?” He felt her squeezing his cock but had never met another woman who knew how to do this. He did not last long.

Maybe five minutes after entering her, Mason’s body tensed up, and he pushed in deep as he came in his condom. “Fuck that was fast, but oh my God it was good!” He thought.

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“Just come to bed already,” Jill told her husband, as he is sitting on the computer across the bedroom.” I want to suck the cum out of those balls.” Jill had been worked up all day, thinking about the new porn scene that made her cum three times.

“Honey, I’m too tired, even for a blowjob,” Tom replies, as he turns the computer off and gets up from the chair. Jill, laying across their king size bed in a pair of white cotton panties and a cutoff t-shirt, looks at him in disbelief. Tom gets to his side of the bed, pulls the sheets back, and climbs in.

Tom and Jill have been married for 25 years. They were at one time a very sexual couple, with an extensive porn collection, and filmed many fantasy based home videos. Things changed once they had children, though. They have two eighteen year old twins, Peter and Amanda. Amanda takes after her mother when it comes to her body and looks. She is beautiful, has a tight ass, legs for days, and a great pair of perky C-cups. She is top three in her class, and is a star volleyball player.

Their son, Peter, is the total opposite. He is a skinny boy, about 5’9″, and isn’t into sports. He is constantly in trouble in school, has been to the juvenile detention center multiple times, and just didn’t care about his future at all. Peter had many enemies in school, and would take his frustration out on his family. He didn’t talk to his sister much, and frequently would get into shouting matches with his parents, calling Jill a bitch and Tom an asshole. They couldn’t wait for him to leave, but unfortunately, it didn’t look like he will be going anywhere for a while.

Tonight, Amanda decided that she wanted to stay in and watch a movie, as her mother laid frustrated in bed, two doors down. She turned on her streaming service, and picked out a chick flick. She was very comfortable, as she knew Peter wasn’t home. Peter’s room is between Amanda’s and their parents, and she always hears him watching porn and jerking off, as the walls are so thin. Jill and Tom would hear him as well, but they would always try to drown it out with the TV.

Peter had gone out to his friend Cody’s house party, and was fully expecting to get wasted and smoke some weed. As the night progressed, Peter was well on his way, as he was starting to wobble from the eight shots of vodka. What Peter didn’t notice in his drunken condition, was that one of his biggest enemies, Zach, had just shown up to the party, knowing Peter was going to be there. They fought a couple of times in the past, but he wasn’t there to fight tonight. He had other plans. He wanted Peter to make a fool out of himself in front of his classmates.

He saw Peter pour another drink, place it on a folding table, and turn his back to talk to an acquaintance. He saw his opportunity. He walks over to the table, takes a small white pill out of his pocket, and drops it in. He walks away, hoping to not be seen. He wanted to stay for the show, but he also didn’t want to get caught being there. Peter gulps down his drink, and then bums a cigarette off of Cody.

After about thirty minutes, Peter was even more drunk, but felt a little off. It felt like he was going to have a panic attack. Peter turns to Cody, and tells him, “I have to go home, man.”

Cody asks, “Are you sure?” Peter nods his head, and Cody immediately calls the taxi service. While waiting, Peter starts bahis siteleri to pace back and forth, and people at the party start to notice. Some people gather around him and make him sit down, telling him he was going to be alright. He starts yelling and causing an even bigger scene, but fortunately, the taxi pulls up in front of the house. Cody walks Peter out to the car, tells the driver where to go, and pays him the fare.

The ride home for Peter was really scary, as the symptoms were getting worse. Luckily, Cody only lived ten minutes away. The taxi pulls up to his house. He opens the door, and in a drunken and drugged stupor, walks to the front door, and opens it. He slogs up the stairs, walks to his room, and slams the door. At this point, he is at the height of whatever was happening to him, as he paced around his room in a panic.

Jill never heard Peter come in, as she was now masturbating to the scene she had thought about all day. She didn’t want to wake her husband up, so she had her earbuds in. It was a blowjob scene, as the guy’s ankles and wrists were tied to the four posts of the bed. The girl was sensually sucking his cock, as he laid helpless, and forced to cum. Jill was working her way to an explosive orgasm, when she heard a big slam coming from Peter’s room. It was loud enough that she heard it with her earbuds in. She couldn’t win. She was either getting turned down, or interrupted. Her husband, Tom, heard it as well, as it woke him up. Amanda heard it too, and paused her movie to listen to what was going on.

Jill and Tom get out of bed, put on pajamas, open the bedroom door, and walk to Peter’s room. They listen at the door for a little, trying to hear what was gong on. Peter was getting angry as to what was happening to him, yelling profanities. Jill and Tom heard enough, and to their surprise, his door wasn’t locked. As the door opened, they see Peter throwing things off his nightstand against the wall. He looked panicked and angry. Tom yells “Stop!” Peter looks at both of his parents. They could see he was drunk. They’ve seen him drunk many times, but this was different. He seemed to be losing control of himself.

Peter yells, “Fuck you. Get out!” as he walks over to his door and slams it as hard and he can, bending the door frame and breaking the door. Now the door won’t close, as Jill and Tom push the door back open. Peter, seeing that they were back, yells “Fucking Bitch!” as he starts to aggressively walk towards his mother, as if he was going to attack her. Tom steps in front of Jill, and puts Peter in a full nelson. Tom wasn’t a big guy by any means, and knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold him forever. Peter, flailing his arms, yells at his dad, “Let me fucking go, asshole!”

Jill, in a panic, yells, “What are we going to do?”

“I don’t know, but we have to calm him down,” Tom answered. With that, Jill was trying to think of something painless, as she didn’t want to hurt her baby. Peter bucked his hips, as he was trying to free himself from his father’s grip. Seeing Peter being restrained set off a flash in her mind, as her heart jumped, and she immediately felt her clit tingle. She looks down at Peter’s crotch, as he is still trying to free himself from his father. She looks back up at Peter’s face, then back down to his crotch again.

Tom, still holding him as hard as canlı bahis siteleri he can, yells, “Honey, we need to do something, now!” Her mind was made up. She had no choice. She needed to protect her husband and daughter.

“Keep holding him, and sit him between your legs on the end of the bed. Make sure he can’t move his legs, either,” quipped Jill. Tom, confused, walks Peter over to the bed, and sits down with him between his legs. He wraps his ankles around Peter’s, so he can’t kick his legs.

“What are you going to do?” asked Tom.

“You’ll see. Just hold him,” Jill says, looking down at Peter’s bulge.

Amanda, hearing all of the commotion, walks out of her room. With everything going on, she forgot she was wearing just a thong and t-shirt. She walks up to the door to see what is going on. She is a little confused, as she can see her dad holding Peter on the edge of the bed, arms up above his head, and his legs spread apart.

Jill kneels down between Peter’s legs, as he is still yelling and trying to break free from Tom’s grip. She reaches for Peter’s belt, and starts to unbuckle it. Tom, seeing what Jill was doing, has a look of astonishment on his face. Is she about to do what he thinks she is about to do? Amanda had the same expression, as she secretly peered through the door. She unbuttons his jeans, slides his zipper down, and places both flaps to each side, exposing his bulge in his boxer briefs. Peter, still unaware what his mother is doing, is still yelling and still trying to break free. Jill pulls apart the slit in his boxer briefs, exposing Peter’s cock. It is bigger than she thought. She reaches her hand in, and pulls his cock through, followed by his balls. She smiles, as she sees the birthmark on the head of his penis. She thought it was so cute when he was a baby. He also was shaved, which she loved.

She takes one more look at Peter’s face, thinking if he only knew what she was about to do to him, and let out a devilish smirk. She lowers her head to his soft penis, and very slowly licks the entire length, ending with a gentle lick up the middle of his scrotum, letting it bounce down from the tip of her tongue. Peter is still unaware of what is going on, as he is still wrapped up in trying to get away. Jill grabs her son’s penis, and sucks the head into her mouth. She keeps it there, hoping to stimulate him enough to get hard.

It works. She feels his cock getting harder, and decides to work her way down to it’s base, making sure her tongue slides over his frenulum. With that, his cock grows up to full mast. Now she can get to work. She very slowly and sensually slides her mouth up and down his rock hard shaft, stopping every so often to lick and suck his balls. She can feel that her pussy is almost dripping out of her panties. She takes off her top, letting her beautiful tits swing, as she is pleasuring her son.

Peter’s tone is starting to change. He is less aggressive, and is starting to let out little moans. He is now feeling what is happening to him. Amanda is still standing at the door, watching her mother absolutely destroy her brother. Is this really happening? Regardless, she is getting really wet. She sticks her hand down her panties, and starts to rub her clit. Jill is now picking up her pace, and slurping sounds start to fill the room.

With every slurp, Amanda’s güvenilir bahis pussy is getting more wet. She starts to breathe heavily, letting out a little moan, as her mother’s saliva is dripping down Peter’s cock, down to his balls. Jill hears it, and shoots her eyes towards the door. She forgot Amanda didn’t go out tonight. The damage was already done. She can see that she was just wearing panties and a t-shirt, and that she had a big wet spot. At that moment, Jill decided that she’ll give her daughter a little justice, as Peter was especially mean to Amanda.

Jill locks eyes with Amanda, as a little smirk comes across her lips. She sensually licks the top of Peter’s cock, before taking his cock back into her mouth, slowly making her way down. She breaks her stare as she hits the base, and sticks out her tongue to softly lick his balls. She starts to come back up, and locks eyes again with Amanda. Peter’s lets out a loud moan, and right before Jill reaches his head, she shoots Amanda a wink. Amanda’s jaw drops to the ground, as she can’t believe what her mom just did.

Tom, still with a vice grip on Peter, whispers in his ear, ” Don’t worry, it’s almost over.” Peter, now in a pleasure trance, can only sit there, and anticipate his orgasm. With that, Tom looks at Jill and says, “Ok, finish him.” Jill nods, and she starts to pick up her pace again. Tom wants Peter to get a better view, so he sits him up straighter. He can now see the back of his mother’s head, as it’s bobbing up and down, shooting pleasure all throughout his body. “I want to see it,” Tom tells Jill. She nods, and she goes in for the kill.

Peter is panting now, as he is so close to exploding. Jill moves faster and faster, as once again, slurping sounds fill the room, and Peter moans louder and louder. He’s had enough. Peter’s eyes roll back into his skull, as a little smile comes across his lips. Jill feels his cock pulsate, and pulls it out of her mouth. As soon as his head pops out, Jill grabs it, moves to the side, and jerks it slowly, as ropes of cum start shooting out across the room, one after the other. Peter is now whimpering, as Jill yells, “Oh my God!” after every spurt.

Peter finally hits his last rope, and his head falls to the side against his father’s shoulder. Tom can feel Peter’s body go limp, and he now feels like a sack of potatoes. He has passed out, mouth gaping open on his father’s shoulder. Jill licks his head, and slowly makes one more turn down his hard, spent cock. She takes it out, and whispers with a smile, “Who’s the bitch now?” She makes another swirling lick around his cock head, and then gives it a soft, gentle kiss. She then lifts his spent cock up, and gives a soft kiss to each nut, before letting his cock flop back down.

Tom moves out from under Peter, and lays him down on his bed. Peter’s is snoring now, as the most intense orgasm he’s ever had was too much for his body to handle. They decide to strip him down naked. His spent cock and balls were glistening with his mother’s saliva. She spots some more cum coming out of his slit, and bends down to lap it up with her tongue, squeezing to get the last drop. Amanda quietly goes back to her room, as Jill goes into the kitchen to grab some paper towels, so she can clean up the cum covered floor.

Jill and Tom both give Peter a kiss on the forehead, and leave the room to let their son sleep. With Peter audibly snoring through the walls, Tom and Jill, being so worked up, gave each other mind blowing orgasms. Amanda, being so turned on as well, finished herself off in her bedroom.

Peter will never live this down with his family, but, they did what they had to do.

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I eagerly want to have session with shemale here in India so i searched for website and book an appointment with one Filipino shemale named ts apple. Here is the experience of my session with her.

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I then removed her jeans as well as panty and I could see her long cock which was cleanly shaven and was smelling really good. I took her cock in my palm and started rubbing it then I started rolling my tongue along her cock meanwhile she was moaning and encouraged me to suck more. She made me sit on my knees, put her cock in my mouth with her both bahis siteleri hands behind my head and she started fucking my mouth. She put her cock deep inside my throat. I started coughing then she removed it for a while and again put it deeper into my throat once I stop coughing. She was little wild at that time but it turned me really hard. She then made me lay down on bed, she was standing near a bed and in that position she put her cock in my mouth and started fucking my mouth, she put her cock in my throat again. She jumped on the bed and sit over my chest. She kissed me for a while then I took her cock and start sucking it and told her fuck my mouth and she did it. After that she put her soft ball in my mouth in the same position (me lay down on bed and she was sitting on my chest). I started sucking and licking them. I started massaging her ball with my tongue. Took them in my mouth and popped them out of my mouth.

I made her lay down on bed and told her to raise her legs I then kissed her cleanly shaven ass hole. Her ass hole was pinkish. I started rolling my tongue around her little asshole. Put saliva there and I really enjoyed rimming her. I already told her to clean it as I like rimming and she did it. While licking her ass hole she was moaning loudly and pushing my head towards her ass hole. I was also trying to go deeper with my tongue but I couldn’t as her ass hole was tight. She then tried to expand her Asshole by stretching her hip with both hands and I licked her little hole there. I put my finger in her Asshole and started fingering her Asshole. I then tried to opened up her Asshole canlı bahis siteleri with my both Hand’s first finger and it really opened up then i tried to put my tongue deeper in her Asshole with putting lots of saliva there. After rimming her ass hole exactly 15-20 mins she removed my pant and started sucking my dick. She thanked me for cleaning it and told me that she likes this type of cleaned cocks. She was giving me blowjob very professionally and was looking expert in it. I did deep throat also. After blowjob she rimmed my ass hole and sucked my ball in between rimming, which turn me on really hard.

We did 69 after that. I was on bottom and she was on top. During 69 she was fucking my mouth very hardly and puts her cock deep up my throat at that time she was very wild and I like that so I tell her to fuck my mouth harder and go more deeper in my mouth and she wonderfully did it. I did also penetrate my cock deep in her throat during 69 and made her sit on my face and lick her ass hole and tried to put my tongue deep inside in her ass hole. I did tongue fucking her ass hole but her tightness of ass hole couldn’t let my tongue go deeper which I like the most.

Once we finished it we both wear condoms. I first lubricant her ass hole with my saliva and trying to put my cock in her little ass hole. At first it was difficult but I lick her ass hole for while again and put lots of saliva and this time my cock was going inside her Asshole. She was moaning loudly during that. Finally a little more push and my dick was fully inside her tight Asshole. I fucked her in doggy style and after that güvenilir bahis in missionary position. During Missionary i licked her armpit which was very cleanly shaved and smelling great as she perfumed them already so I enjoyed licking her both the armpits. During that position I was Cumming so I removed condom and started Cumming on her boobs. During second shot I fucked her in flatiron position first and then in cowgirl position. During cowgirl position I was kissing her and also licked her armpit in that position too as I couldn’t control licking them. Second time I cum in that position itself in condom.

After my turn, Its her turn now, she made me lay down on bed, raised my legs and started licking my asshole. She put saliva over my asshole and roll her tongue all over my asshole meanwhile she was licking my balls and pulled them with her tongue inside her mouth. After lubricating my asshole with her saliva, She made me stood in doggy position and tried to put her cock in my asshole, as it was my first time i was not able to take her shaft. She applied some coconut oil to my asshole and again tried to penetrate her shaft, i could feel her shaft entering in my asshole but it was very painful to me. She stretched my asshole with her both hand and with full force she put her entire cock in my little asshole. I was cried in a pain, her entire shaft was in my asshole, but after a minute my pain was started vanishing, she realise it and again she started fucking my asshole. After her 5-6 strokes, I started enjoyed her shaft so i told her to increase the speed and she immediately start fucking me with her full speed, i was moaning loudly and enjoyed at the same time. After 5-6 minutes of fucking, she started cumming inside my asshole in condom. We cleaned ourselves and finished the session. We talked for a while and then I left. I was there with her 2 hours. I have written every minute detailed of that.

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I couldn’t wait for my morning at work to be over. My lover was meeting me and we were gonna hang out. Its been a while since I have seen him. With his schedule and mine all mixed up, we have to squeeze in time when ever , and where ever we can. It was mainly a sex thing with us. We each had a “better half”. Not that we didn’t love our spouses, its just that sometimes you need a little more. Or at times something a little different I should say.

Since neither one of us drove, we mainly stayed to local no-tell motels. But this day was different. This was a beautiful warm sunny day. It felt more like spring then late October. We decided to go and hang out in this park not too far from my job. We didn’t want to waste a day like this since we didn’t know how many more days like this we would have.

As we were walking to the park, we held hands and kissed and copped a feel when ever we got the chance. We looked like kids in love instead of in lust. We were happy to see that at the park there weren’t a lot of people around since it was a work day and also a school day. In this park they have about 4 ball fields each with their own chain fences by the dug-outs for the team players. We went to the ball field that was the furthest away from the main park itself.

We were sitting close on the bench in the dug-out talking and kissing. We were just enjoying beginning together. He was holding me close and kissing my neck. Running his tongue down my neck the way that turns me on. His hands were on my back…rubbing up and down. I had my face to the sun and just enjoying the way he was making me feel. One of his hands moved to the front of my blouse. Fumbling türkçe bahis with my buttons. He slipped his hand inside and felt for my nipple. Instantly it got hard. Pushing against my bra. My panties were getting so damn wet.

As he was doing this to me, I was having some fun of my own also. I went down his chest with my hands, pinched his nipples just like he was doing to me. But I didn’t stop there, I went even further. I was rubbing his cock through his pants. He was so rock hard. I kept rubbing and rubbing. I finally unzipped him. Freeing his cock. It just sprang free from his pants (he doesn’t like to wear underwear) and plopped in my hands. By this time we both were so hot we had to remove our light jackets we had on.

He had my blouse all unbuttoned and my breast out over my push-up bra. He lowered his head to one breast. I felt a cool breeze on my breast right before he opened his mouth and sucked in my nipple. He gently put my nipple between his teeth, and bit down softly. His tongue was slowly licking across my nipple by this time. He did this to first one side then moved to the other. I didn’t know how much more I could take of this. My head was thrown back and I was moaning softly.

All the while I was stroking his hard cock. Rubbing my finger over the tip and feeling his pre-cum. Moving my finger up to my lips and taking a taste. I love the way this man tastes. So fresh and tangy. Not a bad taste at all, it makes you want more. I moved my hand down to cup his balls. I love to fondle them in my hands, to roll them back and forth. I needed to feel him in my mouth that’s for sure.

I moved away from his iddaa siteleri mouth, and right away I felt the cool air on my wet breast, along with the sun blaring down, it was a great feeling. I quickly kneeled down, before he could protest (not that he would, mind you), but he was kinda iffy about fooling around out doors. Right away I took a lick, from the base to the tip and back again. He has a great cock. Nice and hard, long and not too fat, not to thin either. I kept licking and licking all over his cock, wetting it from my mouth until he was just about begging me to take it inside my mouth. But I decided to go to his balls first. I just love them in my mouth. It gives me so much power to have them there. I like to roll my tongue all over them and see how much of both of them I can get inside. As I have his balls in my mouth, my hand is pumping his cock up and down.

He is holding my head with his hands in my hair. He needs to feel his dick in my mouth and he can’t wait anymore. He guides me off of his balls and my mouth is at the tip of his cock. I open wide and he goes right in. I close my lips around his cock and he moans. I am going to town on him now. Sucking him just the way he likes, and using my tongue as I go up and down also. I feel him growing even harder, getting to that point. He is ready to explode, but I have other ideas.

I stand up and he looks at me in wonder. I lower my pants and he starts to tell me someone will see, but I don’t care. I just need to feel him in my wet hot pussy. He puts a up a mild protest all the while helping me unzip my pants and pull them down to my ankles. I face the chain link fence deneme bonusu veren siteler and sit on his cock. He slides right in. I feel him fill me right away, even though I am wet I am still tight for him. I start to ride him.

At first I am going slow, taking my time. His hands are on my hips, holding me as I go up and down. We are both moaning by this time. Since my back is to him, this blocks his view, and good thing also. Walking right towards us is this man with his dog. At first the man doesn’t see us (the chain fence is obstructing his view) but I think he heard us and wasn’t sure where the noise was coming from. As he gets closer he spots me riding my lover. He is looking right in my eyes as I ride my man hard. This turns me on even more so. Now I am riding faster. Wanting to make my man cum. The man is looking at my breast and his hands reach down to his cock. He rubs himself thru his pants. I can make out his out line of his cock as he gets closer. I shake my head to stop him from coming any closer for my lover would freak. He stands there and rubs and watches as I ride my lover to the end.

By this time my lover can’t take much more holding off, and he is ramming me for all he is worth. I have to grab onto the fence to hold my balance. I am still watching the man rub his dick through his pants as he is watching us. I can’t take much more and I start to cum. “Ohhhhh goddddddd I’m cumminggggg,” I scream… my lover starts to cum also. I feel him shoot up in me. I love this feeling of his hot cum inside my pussy. As we are both cumming, I hear the stranger say “cum baby, cum”.

My lover puts his sweaty head on my back, I quickly turn around and hold him. I don’t want him to see the man watching us. He starts nursing on my breast again as I turn my head and see the man for the last time. He looks at me and brings his hand to his lips and blows me a kiss as he walks away. I never told my lover about that man…

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One summer day while out for a drive in the country, Mark and Sara spied a wooded park just outside of town. Sara had been giving Mark the look and vibe that she wanted to fuck him all day. Mark suggested they stop and Sara said yes right away. They found a good spot, pulled over and got out.

They climbed in to the bed of his shiny pickup truck and threw a blanket down on the sun warmed metal floor. Mark backed Sara up against the cab of the truck and looked down into her lusty eyes. It was if she was begging him to take her right then with her eyes. The feeling of her being so close to him with her hot body and smooth as silk skin was starting to make his pants bulge.

Sara liked the way it felt to be pinned to the truck by his big, strong man physique. It made her feel more like a woman being next to him. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair close to the scalp and leaned in to feel her full, plump lips on his. He kissed her long and hard, their tongues tangling and thrusting in and out of each other’s mouth.

Sara turned Mark around so he was against the cab of the truck pressing her body to his. She lifted up his shirt asking him to take it off. She started kissing his neck, scraping it with her teeth a bit. His masculine scent was driving her crazy. She ran her hands across his broad chest, her tongue following. She lightly ran her tongue over each nipple until they were hard. She reached down and felt his dick had swollen even more. She ran her tongue down his flat stomach while undoing his pants to reveal his perfect cock.

It was just the way she liked. Long, thick, hard and hers for the taking. She kneeled down in front of him and took out his masterpiece dick and juicy, filled balls. She couldn’t wait to have them in her mouth and taste him. She ran her strong tongue expertly around the head of his dick, feeling him shudder. Her tongue wandered to the underside of the head and up and down the long shaft covering every inch of his rock hard cock.

He tasted so good it was making her wetter and wetter. She always loved sucking his dick as much as he loved her sucking it. She licked one ball and took it in her mouth, sucking gently and lashing it with her tongue and then did the same to the other ball. The coolness of his balls felt so good in her hot mouth.

Quickly she shoved his whole dick in her mouth and down her throat as he let out a loud moan. She put one hand around the base of his dick and started slowly moving his dick in and out of her mouth, sucking and running her tongue all over it at the same time. Her wet mouth felt so good on his raging hard-on that he was not going to be able to keep from blowing his wad.

As he got more excited Sara began to suck it quicker and harder, her face slamming into his stomach as she took it all deep in her throat. She could feel his body tensing up as he was getting close to cumming. He called out her name in a low, husky voice and grabbed her head just as she felt his warm, delicious cum squirting in her mouth and down her throat. The salty taste and it’s velvet like smoothness were just what she wanted. She swallowed what she had with delight and then licked every tasty drop off his dick as he shook with pleasure.

Once he caught his breath, Mark was ready to return the favor. He grabbed Sara’s hand and pulled her up to a standing position. He took her tank top and bra off her to expose her tan, perfect tits. He cupped them in his hands and bent down to lick them. He licked her big nipples and bit them softly until they were a brighter shade of pink and at full attention.

He ran his hand across her stomach and under the waistband of her shorts to her hot, shaved pussy. He rubbed her clit lightly and started kissing her mouth with hard and deep kisses. She let out soft moans of ecstasy. His rough, calloused hands felt so good down there. He stuck two of his big fingers in her bonus veren siteler tight pussy, finger fucking her hard and taking no prisoners She had never been finger fucked this good before. She almost could not stand upright anymore it felt so good. His big fingers violently fucking her wet pussy with that come here motion, in and out, over and over.

Seeing her enjoying what he was doing so much and hearing her call out his name so loud in the quietness of the woods made him hard again. He could feel her pussy tightening up and knew she was close to exploding. He leaned in and thrust his tongue in her mouth with as much force as he was finger fucking her to intensify her orgasm. Just as he did he felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers and a river of her cum ran down his fingers and hand as she let out a loud, guttural, muffled moan. Her body shook with every wave of orgasm.

He took his cum soaked fingers out of her pussy and put them to her lips. She looked him in the eyes and took them in her mouth and slowly sucked all of the cum off them that he has just made her squirt out. Seeing this made his big, perfect cock rock hard.

Mark told Sara to take off her shorts and sandals and lie down on her back on the blanket. She happily obliged wondering what she was in store for now. Lying in the bed of his truck in the woods dressed in only her red, lacey thong made her feel hot and dangerous. She liked the feeling of the fact that they could get caught or that someone might see them.

Mark told her to put her hands above her head as he reached in to the tool box in the bed of his truck and pulled out four chains and four padlocks. Hearing the sound of the chains clanking filled Sara with anticipation of the perversion to come.

Mark carefully wrapped a chain around each wrist and padlocked the ends to the clasps of his toolbox leaving her no room for her arms to move. The cold feeling of the chains on her sun warmed skin felt good to Sara. The fact that she was now immobile and totally dependant on Mark made her so hot. Now that her arms and hands were taken care of he focused on her legs. He spread her legs and bent each leg so her heels were touching her ass cheeks and wrapped a chain around her thigh and shin and padlocked the ends to the toolbox. She was spread wide open and could not move. Sara, the ever-willing participant, couldn’t wait to see and feel what would happen next.

Mark took a moment to look at his creativeness and soak up how good she looked totally helpless and all his for the moment. The sight of her sleek, hot body chained up, wearing nothing but a thong in the back of his truck in the great outdoors brought out the animal in him. He removed his boots and jeans as Sara watched intently. Seeing his rock hard cock made Sara beg him to stick it in her wet pussy.

He grabbed his knife off the belt of his crumpled up pants and cut her thong off her exposing her hot pussy that he just brought past the brink, outlined by her tan lines. He reached under her ass with one hand and lifted it up a bit before sticking his throbbing cock in her waiting pussy. Shoving it in deep and hard right away as she screamed out with the pleasure of finally feeling his cock where it belongs, deep in her pussy.

He slammed his dick in her just the way she likes it. Fast and hard while feeling his balls slap against her ass. The feeling of her pussy wrapped around his raging cock, the sounds of her screaming his name and the sight of her muscles bulging as she tried unsuccessfully to move was almost too much for Mark. He couldn’t remember ever feeling so good. She was feeling so good too. Too good to notice the pain of her wrists and legs pulling against the chains. He was fucking her so hard she thought she was going to spilt in half and she loved every forceful thrust his big, stiff cock.

The only sound in the woods was bahis the sound of them panting and fucking and the sound of chains pulling against the toolboxes. For that moment, nothing else in the world existed. Mark thrusted his big cock in and out of Sara’s perfect pink slit until he felt her pussy walls clamp down against his dick. He knew she was ready to come all over him. He couldn’t hold back any longer, fucking her and seeing her love the fucking felt too good. When she came he came too creating an orgasm for the both of them that neither had experienced before.

Drained and spent, Mark reached over to the side of the bed of the truck and grabbed his keys out of his jeans pocket. Still a little shaky, he fumbled around until he spied the key to the padlocks. He unlocked the padlock on Sara’s legs one at a time and slowly removed the chains off, straightened her legs out and gently rubbed her thigh and calf muscles that were so tight and sore from their bondage. He moved to her upper body and paused a minute to savor one last look at her still partially chained up to his truck in the woods looking as hot as he could ever remember. She was so totally satisfied she almost glowed.

When he unlocked her arms she reached up and put her arms around his neck and pulled his face to hers and kissed him deep, slow and passionately. Mark laid down next to her and they snuggled in close. With her head on his chest and his big strong arms wrapped around her she could hear the loud pounding of his heartbeat. Despite everything, she never felt safer in her life.

Hunger took over and made them get up. They decided to go back to Sara’s place for dinner. It was a long ride back to town. Sara was exhausted. She laid down on the bench seat of the truck, put her feet on the passenger seat and laid her head down in his lap and fell fast asleep. He drove like that the whole way and enjoyed every second of it, stroking her long, soft hair and knowing that he had just satisfied her beyond belief.

As his pickup rolled into Sara’s driveway he knew he wanted fuck her more tonight. He did not want this feeling to end. He woke Sara up and they went inside. Sara grabbed all the pans and got to work and made dinner. They sat eating dinner across the table from each other remembering all of the great fun they had earlier that day. They both could smell the scent of each other on them.

While Sara cleaned up from dinner Mark sat at the kitchen table. He looked over at Sara whose back was to him as she stood over a sink filling with dish soap bubbles and water. He couldn’t help but notice hot great her ass looked in those shorts. The way her legs met her ass, the shape of her toned calf muscles…… His dick started to twitch.

He got up from the table and said he would be right back and went upstairs. Sara didn’t think too much about it as she heard him return to the kitchen a minute later until she felt him come up to her from behind and press her against the counter with his midsection. She could feel what was the beginning her favorite hard dick pressing to her ass through her shorts. Just as she was about to try to turn around he started kissing and licking the back of her neck. A shiver ran through her whole body producing goosebumps on her silky skin.

Mark reached down and slid her shorts to her ankles revealing her beautiful, pantiless ass. Sara slipped her feet out of them as they hit the floor. He put his hand on her back and guided her gently to bend at the waist. As Sara bent over the counter and sink the front of her tank top and bra got wet in the bubbly dishwater. Mark got down under her ass and told her to spread her legs apart and move back a bit. He licked her clit from under her ever so softly with his hands grabbing her ass. He was so hard now with her clit in his face, staring at her soft, sweet gash.

He started to lick her clit faster and wilder. deneme bonusu Flicking his tongue about it while his face was buried deep in her pussy, his hands clutching her ass. Sara was getting so hot standing there getting eaten out bent over her kitchen counter. Mark could taste and smell her getting more and more excited as he ran his tounge from her clit to inside her pussy. In and out of her pussy and then back to her now pulsating clit. Sara was on the verge of cumming and Mark knew it.

Without warning he spread her ass cheeks apart and began eating out her ass too. Sara let out a loud groan of approval when his tounge touched her asshole. It felt so good to have his wet tounge rimming her. Just as he had hoped, he had Sara begging to feel his big dick in her hot little ass in no time.

He reached in the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out the bottle of lube he had smuggled down from upstairs. He held the bottle over her begging ass and squirted the lube on it. She jumped at the feeling of the cold, jelly-like liquid hitting her hot-for-his-dick-ass. He rubbed it up and down her crack with his middle finger before sticking his finger in her ass unexpectedly as she slammed her palms down on the counter and almost squealed with pleasure. The inside of her ass felt so warm and tight he just had to get his dick in there.

He undid his jeans and took out his now steel hard cock. He had never wanted anything so much in his life as he wanted to fuck her in the ass right now. He slathered lube on his dick. The slippery feeling of him rubbing lube on his own cock only heightened his sensitivity. He bent her over farther and took his dick in his hand and ran the head of it up and down her slippery crack from her clit to her ass. Neither could wait for what was going to happen next. He moved the head around her virgin asshole, teasing both of them for a few seconds before slowly pushing his dick in her very tight, warm ass. He could not believe how it felt to slide his dick into something so tight. She could not believe how good it felt to have his big dick filling up her ass.

He flexed his leg muscles as he slid in to stretch out her ass so it would not hurt her. Once all the way in, he stood still for a moment to let her get used to the feeling. Slowly he started fucking her ass. Nice and slow in and out, so slippery, so tight……………

He reached around her and ran his strong hands under her wet shirt and bra grabbing her tits firmly while fucking her ass. She gasped at the feeling of getting fucked in the ass and her tits being grabbed like that at the same time. Faster and faster, harder and harder he started fucking her ass. When he would thrust it in she would be forced up on her tippy toes, almost off her feet taking in his hard cock, loving every inch of it slamming in her ass.

It felt so good she was grabbing onto anything she could get her hands on. The feeling of him fucking her in the ass drove her crazy. The dishes from dinner went flying off the counter on to the floor breaking into a hundred pieces as she was flailing her arms around, out of control from the feeling of Mark’s big, hard cock crammed in her ass fucking her fast and hard.

She could not contain herself, it felt way better than she could ever imagine. She almost could not breathe. Suddenly he firmed up his grip on her tits and pulled her in even closer to him, as he did she felt his dick go even deeper into her than it had ever been as he let out a loud sound she never heard him make before and she felt her the inside of her ass warm instantly from the flood of cum he just shot. He came so hard he became dizzy for a moment. He put his big strong arms around her and hugged her tight with his dick still in her ass. He could not believe they had just done that and how incredible it felt.

Out of breath, he slid his dick out of her as she turned around and grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him like she had never kissed anyone. She reached down and took his hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom where they both collapsed into a naked heap and fell sound asleep, dreaming of what perversions they would share tomorrow.

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It would be fair to say that Paul was not looking forward to the weekend. His cousin was getting married in Devon, which meant Paul had to travel down with his parents and stay at a hotel. His sister, Karen, was also going to be there. She was at university and was going to meet them at the hotel. At 20, she was 2 years older than Paul. They were kind of close although not so much in recent years.

When they arrived at the hotel, Karen was waiting in the car park for them. As the family got to reception a problem arose. The hotel had made a mistake with the rooms, so Paul and Karen, instead of getting a room with twin beds would have to share a double. As much as they moaned to their parents, there really was no alternative.

They went to the room and unpacked, watching a bit of tv. Karen laid out a few rules, such as no snoring, no stealing the covers, keep the bathroom tidy and always flush! Apart from that they were both in a good mood.

The family had dinner, then a few drinks in the bar with other wedding guests, aunts, uncles etc.

At about half past 11 Karen said she was going to bed.Paul followed about 20 minutes later. When he got to the room Karen was sat up in bed watching tv. She appeared to be wearing a big night shirt. Paul went to the bathroom, got changed down to his boxers and went to bed.

“Remember, no snoring” said Karen.

“Trust me I don’t” replied Paul.

After watching tv for about 10 minutes Karen turned it off and lay down.

“Goodnight” she said, “I hope we both sleep ok. This is not a great way to be treated is it? Us sharing like this. Also i normally sleep nude. I have trouble sleeping with clothes, but i don’t think i’ll be nude this weekend!”

“I normally sleep nude as well” said Paul. “Goodnight anyway”.

About 2 hours later, Paul woke up. As he awoke he realised that he was facing towards his sister. He also realised that they were in the spooning position and that he had an erection, which was poking against Karen’s arse.Paul froze, not sure what to do. This was his sister, and all that was between them was the fabric of his shorts and her shirt. But what he did’t know was that her shirt had ridden up above her belly.

Paul lay still. He had never been in this situation with his sister before. She had caught him wanking about six years ago, which had sort of been the start of them becoming canlı bahis more distant.

He carefully turned away and drifted back to sleep.

What Paul didn’t know was that Karen had also been awake. She had been woken up by the sense of something prodding against her arse. She lay still, not wanting to wake her brother. She remembered cathing him with his hand down his shorts in the back garden and smiled. “I bet he’s grown since then, ” she thought.

As she lay there, she felt him turn away. She felt strangely disappointed but also a bit horny. She rolled onto her back, put her right hand between her legs and quietly began to finger herself. She was as gentle and as quiet as she could be, but as her excitement rose she started to first whimper then moan.

Paul woke again, this time to the sound of his sister moaning and rocking slightly. He dawned what was happening. With a couple of quite strained moans, Karen came and lay still before finally going back to sleep. Paul of course had trouble sleeping for the rest of the night.

Next morning they both acted normally. Karen mostly forgot about her night time orgasm, convinced that Paul was oblivious. He was equally sure she knew nothing about his erection situation. Today was the day before the wedding and they just hung around with various family members. The evening was similar to the previous one. A family dinner followed by a few drinks, followed by Karen going off to bed about 11pm. Paul stayed up for another hour before going to his room. Once thers he saw his sister lying in bed watching tv.

“Hi. I wondered when you’d be here. I hope it’s ok but I’m not wearing anything tonight. I really didn’t feel comfortable last night. No cheeky peeks though ok!”

“Fine, I’ll do the same if you’re ok with that” replied Paul.

He stripped to his boxers then climbed into bed and removed them.

They both fell quickly asleep, but at about 3am, Paul woke up. He felt hot and thirsty. He thought what to do for about 20 mins before he quietly got out of bed and got a glass of water. When he got back to bed Karen appeared to be asleep. The thought of being naked next to a girl made him a bit horny. He thought of the sounds she made last night, got hornier still, and tried to picture her masturbating. Although she was his sister he was now very very horny. Checking she was still asleep kaçak iddaa he moved his hand to his cock, which quickly jumped to life. He began stroking, gently and silently, occasionally glancing to his right towards his sleeping sister.

Karen woke, sensing movement on the bed. She nudged one eye open, looking at Paul. She could see him lying next to her, his right arm moving. She knew enough about men to know what he was doing. She watched for about 3 minutes, feeling both amused and excited.

“Are you ok there, Paul?”, she teasingly asked.

Paul was shocked and immediately stopped.

“It’s ok. I know what you were doing. Don’t let me stop you!”

“Same as you last night” Paul blurted out.

Now it was her turn to be embarrassed.

“Oh. You saw me. What were you thinking of when you were doing that just now?” asked Karen.

“You, last night”

“Oh. Carry on if you want. I don’t mind.”

“No it’ok” said Paul.

But a minute or two later he did start again.

Karen lay there watching his arm moving before she starting edging the duvet down. Paul didn’t stop her. Eventually the duvet edge got to the tip of his cock, Karen pulled it down until he was uncovered and lay watching his cock. She also pulled the duvet off herself, uncovering her naked body. Paul looked at her as his wanking got more furious. She edged closer to him till they were lying side by side touching. He wanked and she started to rub her tits. Paul couldn’t take his eyes off her body as he grimaced.

“I’m going to come!”. As he said this she grabbed his side and nudged him so that he was facing her, or more accurately, his cock was facing her. Sure enough he shot his load, out over his tummy and chest but also covering her tummy and a little bit reaching her tits.

As Paul started to relax abit, Karen used her right hand to scoop his cum in her fingers, rubbing them over her tits and gathering up a good sized scoop of cum, she placed her fingers in her vagina and started to wank herself, making sure she had his come on her finger tips. Paul watched in amazement as her body rocked and she came in a flurry of moans.

They lay side by side before falling asleep. When Paul woke up next morning, Karen was already up and showering in the bathroom. When she came out she said nothing of the night’s events, so nor did he.

The kaçak bahis day of the wedding passed normally for them both. In truth they wre so busy they didn’t say much to each other but when they did it all seemed ok. There was a disco, drinks and at about 1am Karen went to bed. Paul followed shortly after.

When he got in the room she was in bed, watching tv but with her tits exposed.

“Hi. I enjoyed that wedding, but not as much as I enjoyed wanking with you last night!”

“Err. Me too” said Paul, confused but excited.

He got naked and climbed into bed, already stiff at the sight of his sister’s tits.

“Do you want to do it again?” she asked.

“If you do” he replied but he was already stroking his cock, as she ripped the covers off the bed completely.

Paul wanked himself feverishly as he watched his sister grinding her fingers in and out of her pussy. She moaned and he could smell her juices, while he got closer to his own orgasm. Finally he clenched his teeth as he shot out over his chest and tummy, as Karen looked at him. Then she sat up and climbed on top of him, pressing her tits against his cum covered chest. She wriggled around on him, getting his sperm all over her breasts and tummy, while she continued to finger herself off. As she came she kissed him fully on the lips and they lay for about 20 minutes in that position, both covered in his cum.

Karen got up and walked to the windows, still naked, lighting a cigarette. She opened the windows and walked out onto the balcony where she stood smoking for about 5 minutes. As she stood there she looked to her right and saw that on the adjoining balcony, also smoking, and staring at her was her grandfather!

Karen was too excited by her wank with her brother too care.

“Hi gramps, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“So should you. Where’s Paul?” he asked’

“Oh he’s asleep.”

“Off you go then and get some sleep” he said.

Karen blew him a kiss and turned to the room, wiggling her arse as she did so.

“Who was that?” asked Paul.

“Grandad,and he saw me naked! God I feel so horny again” she exclaimed.

With that she saw Paul was also excited, his cock erect again. She climbed on to the bed and on to her brother. His cock teased her cunt lips as she lowered on to him. He entered her warm moist vagina, thrusting into her, while he sucked at her hard nipples. They fucked furoiusly, Karen coming 3 times before Paul finally came inside her.They lay naked throughout the night, fucking twice more before going to breakfast, and then home.

“That was a wedding to remember” said Paul on the way home.

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Thursday Morning I woke up to the noise of my husband heading out to play golf, he kissed the top of my head and he was out the door. Well, I guess today was going to be another beach day, I jumped in the shower, pulled my hair up and slipped on my small white thong bikini and headed out the door with my chair and tote on my shoulder. After crossing the street I began looking for Donna and Jessie so I wouldn’t have to be by myself today, but they were no where in site. So I turn left heading down the sidewalk in hopes of finding them further down the beach. The further I walked the more attention I seemed to be getting from everyone watching me, I guess it was the smiles that told me something was array.

When I looked down, I noticed why! One of the triangles had moved over enough to show most of my right nipple. Humm! I started to stop and fix it but figured it wasn’t but a little farther to the beach access and I would stop and fix it there. Well I was wrong, two more steps and my tit just pop out! A few guys whistled at me or made a comment about nice tits. When I got to the beach access I stopped and started to fix my top with about 8 or 10 guys watching me, instead, I just reached behind me and untied the back and pulled the top over my head, stuffed it in my bag and headed toward the water. I stopped next to a group of about four girls who looked to be 16 to 18 years old and were not from around here, and they stared in disbelief as I set up my chair clad only in my thong bottoms.

After a bit we started talking and did the intro’s things and one of the chestier girls, Karen, asked if this was a topless beach, she had heard it wasn’t. I told her I didn’t know but I had been topless every day I had been on the beach. She said she had always wanted to go topless, I told her now was her chance, she looked around and off her top came, it didn’t take long for all of them to follow her after a few challenges and kidding. After an hour or so and a few flips, I asked who was joining me in the water to cool off.

They all started to get up but two of them grabbed their tops and started to put them on, Karen told them to leave the tops if we are going to do this we are going all the way. They dropped their tops but covered up as we headed to the water. As we got to the water someone called out to Wendy, and it was some guy with 3 other fellows, I later learned they were their boyfriends. And the girls rushed into the water while the guys tried to catch up to us. I took my time and as the guys caught up to me they stared at my naked tits, and asked if this was a topless beach, I told them I didn’t know, ask those topless girls and pointed to the girls in the water trying to hide under the water.

They asked me in disbelief, “they are topless too?”

Oh yeah, just like me I told them and into the water they ran. I headed back to my chair, folded up my chair grabbed my tote and headed back down the beach toward my hotel. I stopped near a few guys in speedos and set my chair and tote down. I asked the guys if they minded watching my stuff while I went and got me a drink at the Candy Store. They said no problem, I grabbed my top and a few bucks then head toward the access to go across the street, I put my top on, sorta, by the time I got to the access. I stopped and showered off to wash off the salt from my skin and hair. I walked across the street and got my drink. The whole time guys were staring at me as my tits spilled out, I was loving the attention and made my tits bounce even more trying to force them from my top, which wasn’t hard to do.

Before I could get to the club I had put both tits back in my top a few times, but I would wait till they were complete exposed before covering them back up. I got my drink and headed back to the beach still putting on my show to whoever was watching me. I sat back down, took my top off and rolled onto my tummy to get some sun on my back and buns. I spent the next few hours there sunning and being on display to the guys who cared enough to look my way.

It was getting later and I decided it was time to call it a day and headed back to the room after putting my top back on. When I got back to the room there was a note from my husband that he was at a business meeting and would be back around 10:00. So I figured I would change, and walk down the street and grab a bite to eat. I stopped at a shop and found a black net cover up, that made my wheels start turning. I bought it and headed to the Ice Cream shop for a dinner of Strawberry Ice Cream. It was getting dark so I went down the street a little further to the pub we had stopped at a few days ago and played pool. One of the guys saw me and asked me to come and play some more pool, I told him I wasn’t dressed for it but I would be back in about an hour or so.

He laughed and told me he would be waiting for me. I headed back to the room, jumped in the shower, added a bit of make-up, wrote my hubby a note telling him I would be at the pub playing pool with the guys. I then slipped on the black net cover, after pulling the tags off, and bahis siteleri a pair of spiked heels. I stepped back and looked in the minor and the cover barely covered my butt, and it was very obvious I wasn’t wearing a thing under it. The sun I had gotten today made tan lines in the front where my thong bottom had been and my nipples visible thru the holes in the material. I headed out the door and straight to the Pub.

The guys I had played with a few nights ago cheered as I came around the corner, one of them asked why I didn’t just come naked, I told him I might leave that way! Another cheer went up and one of them handed me a beer. I then told him I wanted to shoot some pool so he walked over to the bartender and asked for 10 dollars in quarters, introduced himself as Willie and slapped the quarters down on the table, your table he said, and he racked them up for me. I asked what we were playing for, Mike quickly said your dress, I told him lets start with beers, I ain’t that good! He told me to break and then he and a bunch of the other guys headed to the end of the table to watch me bend over and break.

I already knew the game, so I bent over at the waist and showed them just what they were looking for, the cover wasn’t that long to start with, so when I lend over a little I could feel it sliding over my butt showing all my charms. I turned and looked at them and one guy said take you time. I broke and asked one of the guys, Mike I learned, for a shot of tequila. Within seconds there were two of them on the pool table, I shot one down and made my shot, missed and went and got the other one. I asked Mike if he was trying to get me drunk, “hell yeah” he answered. Willie dropped a few balls, but I don’t know how he was watching me the whole time. When it was my turn again, I made a shot, and was handed another tequila afterwards. I shot it down and tried to make another shot, bending and twisting for them. I missed and was given another tequila, I told them I was going to have to slow down or I was going to get sick, I shot it down and asked for a beer, climbed onto a stool and watched Willie shoot. He dropped a few more balls in the holes, mine I finally figured out!

And then missed again, when I hopped off the stool, I had to catch myself as the tequila had really kicked in. I shot what was left of my balls and won and another guy racked up the balls. I broke again and was given another shoot of tequila during the game. We finished up with me winning again, but I told them I needed to sit down for a minute, my head was swimming. We sat there talking and partying, I was surrounded by biker guys and loving the attention I was getting.

Willie asked if my husband knew where I was, I told him, he will if his ass ever gets back, he asked if he knew what I was wearing tonight, I told him “no it was a surprise”. While we had been talking the guys on each side of me had put their hands on my knees and had inched my legs open. Allowing everyone standing in front of me to see I was completely clean shaven. I figured it was time to shot another game, before things got out of hand. So I hopped down off the stool and as I was about the break, my husband walked in. Needless to say he was a bit shocked by my outfit, but he still smiled. I could barely stand up at this point and Willie told me to break, I told him ok, but I was raising the steaks, he said ok you name it. You put up 100 dollar and I’ll put up what you wanted, he quickly agreed and slapped 100 dollar bill on the table. I broke with my audience behind me and not a ball dropped, Willie then ran the table and then dropped the eight ball. He walked over to me and said I guess I win.

I said “I guess you do”, I told him to hel;p me up on the bar, he then grabbed me by the waist and set me up on the bar. The bartender turned up the juke box a bit and I started dancing to the music and peeled off my dress over my head and thru it at Willie, when the song ended I motioned for him to help me down, but this time he let his hands slid up onto my breast as he set me on the floor. He kissed my cheek and put the $100 bill in my hand, he said it was a consolation prize and told me to be sure and come back tomorrow night. I asked for my cover back, but Willie said he won it and it was his now. So I just put my arm around my husband and out the door we went, once we got outside he gave me his shirt to wear back to the room.

Friday Morning we woke up and my hubby asked if I wanted to beach dive or go do a chart. “Lets just do another beach dive, I can show off to more people than way”, I told him. He asked what I had in mind, I told him he will just have to wait and see. I slipped on my white thong and top again, stuffed some water bottles in the tote bag and grabbed some towels and told him to bring my stuff first so I can be ready, by the time he got back with his gear. And headed out the door with the bag, my fins and mask, with him carrying my BC and weight belt for me.

As usual I was falling out my top before I got across the street, I don’t know why I even canlı bahis siteleri try to wear it, except the cops might say something about it if I didn’t. I just let my breast go as I headed toward a place to drop of the towels and my tote next to a couple of guys and asked them to watch my stuff while we made our dive. I told my husband to take my stuff to the water and I would be right there. He ran past me headed back across the street to get his stuff. I untied my top and stuffed it into my bag and headed to the water. I pulled on my weight belt and my BC and started walking into the water. Once I was up to my waist, I untied my bottoms and stuff them in my BC pocket and waited for my husband.

The way my BC was cut pushed my breasts together and out the front and as the waves came in and out it was obvious to anyone watching me I wasn’t wearing my bottoms either. When I saw my hubby coming, I went out a little further and dropped down so he could tell what I wasn’t wearing. He put his gear on and swam out to me and then we dropped down and noticed immediately I was naked except for my dive gear. He stayed behind me the whole dive. When we got back to the beach I gave him my weight belt and reached to unzip my pocket and it was already open and my bottoms were gone. I had pranced around the beach topless already a number of times but not completely naked yet, not that I was worried, being the show off that I am. I told my husband that I had lost my bottoms and that I had two choices, go naked back to the towels or he can go get me a towel.

He looked up and down the beach, he told me to give him my BC, so I slipped it off. He told me to stay right here he would be right back. He grabbed my BC, weight belt, fins, and mask then headed toward the street with all our dive gear, leaving me naked in the water. A few people who saw me go in the water were watching me very intently. I figured he was going to get me another bikini, but as the water bobbed up and down they could tell I was still topless. He was on the way back in just a few minutes and he surprised me he didn’t bring me back a suit. Then he really surprised me, he grabbed up the towels and my tote and headed back toward the street with them. He wasn’t really going to do this to me I thought, but when he crossed the street, I knew he was going to make me walk naked back to the room, across the beach, across A1A, and thru the pool area of our hotel.

So I figured if that was what he wanted I was up for it. We were leaving tomorrow so I thought I would put on my best show yet. I stood up in the water which brought the water just above my waist and headed toward the shore, looking to see who was watching me and I think everyone on the beach had their eyes on me. I stopped about 30 feet from the water and sat down with my knees up kinda coving up a little, the sand was hot on my ass and people were walking by staring at me sitting there naked on the beach. I turned to look to see if my husband was watching me and he had returned to the pool area to watch me. So I leaned back and dropped my knees a little letting everyone see me.

When I could stand the hot sand anymore I got up and brushed off some of the sand and went to the shower next to A1A and turned it on. As I rinsed out my hair and washed off the sand, the cars on A1A had stopped, guys were calling to me to come for a ride, there were people standing on the side walk watching me and a few people took pictures of me. I felt so wild have that much control over all these people and being a complete center of attention.

I figured I was now pushing my luck and walked across the street headed back to the room past all the people next to the pool, who all stared and a few guys called to me to come and join their party by the pool. I walked over to them and asked for a beer and one of the guys was so nervous he could hardly hand it to me. I opened it and drank some of it down and turned to head back to the room. By the time I got to the room, my hubby was right behind me and he was all over me before we could get thru the door. We half closed the door and went at it right there on the floor, we could hear people walking by the door as we made love.

When we finally caught our breaths, I told him I was giving up clothes, and that I wanted to be a nudist from now on. He said that he would help me but within reason, I told him I wanted everyone to see my body, I loved showing it off and I loved the attention I was getting being naked. We woke up and it was dark outside and I was hungry! I asked what we were going to eat, he said it was up to me, it was our last night we could do steaks out or pizza in, my choice. I told him I wanted to go to steak house across the ICW, he told me ok but I will have to wear something.

I told him ok, and went to get a shower, he joined me and as soon as I was done I jumped out and started on my hair. I grabbed my shortest black skirt and my lace top and short jacket. When my hubby got out I asked him which top. He said both, I told him I was quitting clothes güvenilir bahis remember, so he picked the short jacket, after asking if my tits would fall out the bottom. I told him I didn’t think so. I slipped it on without buttoning it and went to fix a drink. We were ready to go and as we headed out the door he asked if I was going to button my jacket, I told him no way and went to the truck. As one of the guys staying there at the hotel walked passed me, he almost ran right into my husband, trying to watch me. He caught up to me and opened the truck so I could get in before anyone else noticed me half dressed in the parking lot. When we got to the steak house my husband asked if I thought I would be able to get in, I told him lets find out. When we got to the door, the lady told me I was not dressed properly to dine at this establishment. I figured I could cause a scene or button my jacket, so I just buttoned the tow buttons which force most of my breast out the top, I ask the lady if I was presentable now, she just turned her back to me and said follow me please, in her “better than everyone” attitude.

As soon as she seated us and turned to walk away I released one of the buttons which all but exposed me to everyone including part of my nipples. When the young waiter came to our table he could barely talk as he stared at my breasts being displayed to him. We ordered drinks and our meal and off he went, a few minutes later he was back with our drinks and took his time asking if we needed anything else, water, tea, anything that he could think of to stay and check me out. I was loving the attention and it showed as my nipples tighten and tried to poked out from under my jacket. It wasn’t long before he was back with the water we didn’t ask for and now the other waiters were starting to pass by our table as they went back and forth to the kitchen and to tables.

Our food came and we ate it, our drinks and water glasses stayed full the whole time we were there. I must have drunk 4 or 5 drinks while we were there and I could feel the alcohol making my head buzz. The next time the waiter came by my husband asked for our bill, I think he was a bit disappointed that we were about to leave. So I figured I would give him his tip, when he brought the bill my hubby handed him a card, I told my husband to go wait by the door and I’ll sign the receipt.

As soon as he got up I undid the second button, allowing my breast to spill out, nipples and all. As soon as the poor guy got back to the table, and he saw my tits, his hands started shaking so bad he could hardly hand me the receipt and card. One of the other waiters stopped right behind him and just stared at me. I was loving the attention, so after I signed the receipt I slide the chair back and spread me legs to give them a quick show of my shaved pussy as I stood up and talked away leaving them in a daze. As I approached the door, my husband just smiled and shook his head as I bounced toward him. As I got to him he said he figured that was what I was up too, when he asked why didn’t you just talk you jacket off, he shouldn’t have said that, and I slipped it off as we were going out the door, “you mean like this” I asked?

The two couples stared in disbelief as they passed us walking down the step to the parking lot. I couldn’t believe how bold I had become over this past week, I just didn’t care who saw me or what they saw, I just wanted to be naked. We headed back to the hotel, when we got there my husband told me to try and put my jacket back on so we can go next doors and dance. It was about 11:00 pm by now and the music was thumping from across the street. So I grabbed my jacket and headed across the street topless, as I got to the corner my husband caught up to me again and told me to put my jacket on so we can get in the club.

I was getting cat calls from the guys sitting outside next to the pool bar and I didn’t want to put my top back on, but I figured once I got inside I was free to do what I wanted so I slipped it on leaving it unbuttoned. One of the big black bouncer was working the door, so I walked up the steps past everyone standing in line, and jumped into his arms wrapping my legs around him causing my skirt to ride up exposing my ass to everyone standing on the sidewalk, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He laughed at me and told me to go on in but to not cause any trouble tonight. So we were in for free again and ready to party.

Before we get into the club good, I see Jessie and Donna dancing with a group of guys. I can’t believe what I see Jessie is wearing Donna’s black fishnet dress, a black thong, no bra and a huge smile on her face. And you had to look close to see her nipples because they were almost invisible due to her pale skin color, but her butt was nicely outlined due to the thong. And Donna was in a short gauze type material dress that tied like a halter top with a deep “V” down the front, it had no back and it barely covered her butt. Her tits peaked out the sides, it was so sheer you could see, that was all she had on, her brown nipples and ass crack were plainly visible even in the dim light. I went straight too them and ask what happened to Jessie? Jessie just smiled at me and said I was my fault and thanked me for helping her have confidence in herself and understand how to enjoy her body and get the attention she wanted.

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This chapter is m/f sex only, but later this story will contain forced bi, I’ll let you know at the beginning of each chapter.

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I was on my way to my friend’s house warming party, something that me and the rest of his friends would tease him about once we got there. He was not the type of guy to have some big gathering with cocktails to come see his new house, he had made fun of those guys for years, he was a frat guy at heart, and never really changed since he graduated. Then he got married.

My friends and I are are all leaving our mid 20s towards 30, our circle of friends are slowly getting married off. It made me kind of sad, just because I really liked the group we had and was sad to see it fading away.

I didn’t really want to go to this party, it wasn’t my kind of party, the making small talk with all kinds of different strangers stuff was always so trying, you’d always have to deal with people you found insufferable. But I felt obligated to go and I was assured that lots of hot women would be there, so I went, and all the rest of the guys were going too, so it wouldn’t be so terrible.

I finally arrived at the address, they lived way the hell out of the city, like near an hour drive, so they could afford a rather big place. It did look nice from outside, and it was up high on this hill, I thought that was good too.

I get in and the place is already kind of full. I walk through the main living room, find my set of friends and grab a drink and start talking to them. We kind of made a circle in a corner of the kitchen. I know it’s bad party etiquette to just stay in your own social circle, but we were doing that, 100%. I wouldn’t do it all night long, but for now, yeah.

Having a good time, I notice a blonde women walk into the opposite corner of the kitchen, grab something and walk out. I recognized her from somewhere. It came to me quickly, she wasn’t as made up as I was used to seeing her, but I was pretty sure that it was Alexx, a porn star.

Alexx wasn’t just a regular porn star, she was a dom, usually dominating guys. In fact, I’d only ever seen her do that. The videos I liked were when she fucked a guy in the ass with a strapon. I think she was in all kinds of different types scenes, but always her dominating men.

I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to admit recognizing a femdom porn star to my friends, so I didn’t. But then I saw her again and nudged the guy next to me, “Hey, look at that blonde, she’s nice,” I said pointing at the curvy, blonde sex angel.

“God, yeah.” he said, checking her out. Then a few others tried to turn from their angle to get a look.

She left the room again and one guy leaned in a bit, lowering his voice. “You know who I think that is? That’s Maggie’s (the hostess) friend’s friend, she’s a porn star.”

“Come on, Dale (the host) has porn stars in his social circle now. Bullshit!” someone else said.

“No, this girl is like a bdsm queen. Maggie’s friend Molly was telling me. Stay away from her man, she like shoves dildos in guy’s asses, gets them to lick her asshole, crazy stuff like that. That how you knew her, Rob?” He said with an evil grin.

“No!” I said, a little too defensively maybe, “I just thought she was hot.” God, I would have been in a lot of trouble if I did say I recognized her.

“She is hot.” someone else agreed.

“Yeah, but god damn, you go home with her and before you know it, you’re handcuffed to the bed and she’s beating the shit out of you.”

A few guys made remarks that things could be a hell of a lot worse, but when they started mentioning the hardcore stuff she did, the tone was how insane that lifestyle was, which made me get that sinking feeling in my stomach, because I liked that stuff. I craved it, and it made me feel bad, guilty in that moment. I just tried to be in the conversation enough, but my head was spinning.

Eventually, I was pulled away from the guys by Maggie to take a house tour with a group of people, she’d been busy most of the night doing that, pulling random groups of people and taking them on a little tour, like it or not, she was taking you. I looked at who else was in my group, not sure if I wanted Alexx in it, she wasn’t.

After that, Maggie and Dale wanted to say a few things to everyone before the food was served. I scanned the crowd for Alexx and saw her on the opposite side of the room, her pure, long blonde hair stood out rather nicely.

I had no idea what the hell Maggie was saying because I was trying to look at Alexx as much as I could without staring.

Shortly the speeches were finished and the buffet was opening in the other room. I slowly fought against the traffic to move towards Alexx. I saw that she had headed out the front door. I waited a little bit and headed out after her.

I exited and looked around, her blonde hair looked like it was glowing against an otherwise shadowy figure in a corner near the garage. She was starting a cigarette. I steeled myself and walked over.

She bedava bahis saw me coming and said, “Hey.”

“Hey.” I said, and then feeling awkward I felt around my pockets like I was looking for a cigarette.

“Wanna bum one of mine?” she asked.

“No…I don’t… smoke.”

“Yeah?” she looked at me sideways, a small grin on her face, “What are you up to then?”

“You’re Alexx, right?”

“Yeah,” she said, “No one recognized me yet, it was nice.”

“Sorry.”

“Nah, it’s fine. It’s weird how meeting me makes everyone liars, they pretend they don’t know where I’m from, or they pretend they haven’t watched my films, I just get a lot of bullshit. No one just says they’re a big fan, and therefore a little pervert.”

“I’m a fan, I’ve only seen a few videos, but you stand out in my mind.”

“Yeah? Thanks.”

“Why’d you do bdsm, instead of regular porn?” I wish I had questions that she’d hadn’t been asked a million times, but I’m not great on my feet like that.

“It’s so much more fun, god, I get to do whatever I want. The costumes can be a pain in the ass though, lots of really involved, awkward costumes. I also don’t feel like I’m selling my body, as I never even have to get naked, let alone fuck if I don’t want to.”

“Are you like, naturally a dom, like before you did porn?”

“Yeah, not always, like I just slowly found myself discovering it, then enjoying control more and more.”

“In your personal life too?”

“Yes, I like having some subs to call in my own life as well. I think it’s crazy not to if you can get them, who wouldn’t want a sexy person of whatever sex they are interested to come by whenever they are called and tend to all your needs? And they want to, desire to.”

“Does that affect your normal relationships?”

“Yeah, they bleed into each other. Lots of questions, don’t ya? You must be rather new, inexperienced.”

“Yeah, I basically just watch some femdom videos every once in a while.”

“That’s what I make ’em for.” She stubbed out her cigarette. “Well, nice talking to you…”

“Rob.”

“Rob. See ya.”

“Wait!” I said, then froze.

“Yeah?” she turned, again smiling a little.

“”What are you doing after this party?”

She laughed, “you are not ready for me Rob, not even close” and she left for the house, leaving me out there alone.

I followed her in a minute later and got some food.

A little while later, I saw her waiting for the bathroom, alone, so I just got in line behind her. I had quite a few beers now, so courage wasn’t the problem, the risk now was being an idiot, a line I’d crossed at many a party before.

“What makes you think I am not ready?”

“Are you serious? A guy that’s watched a few clips and had his doctor’s finger up his ass is not ready for the big leagues. I’m as hardcore as it gets and you’re at ground zero.”

“No, I can do it.”

“No way, even many experienced guys can’t take what I demand. Most guys want a bdsm experience where they plan on exactly what happens, what they like. That’s not really submission, when you decide what to do. And beside you are not committed in any way, once I say something you don’t want to do, you can just quit, you have nothing on the line and it wastes my time, I’ve learned that the hard way, the guy has to be committed and prove himself, really submit, not on his precise terms.”

“What do you think I would have to do?”

“Whatever I said.”

The bathroom door opened and she turned to go in and I said, “I’ll fucking do whatever you say.”

“Heard that a thousand times.” she called before slamming the door.

I turned back to the party, and feeling much more social now, was talking to people I didn’t know as well, meeting new people, and I was having fun. Alexx was always on my mind as well, which made me get distracted and zone out of conversations easily, but no one seemed to mind as I was always in a group.

I was talking with a few people that I kind of knew, and was laughing a lot, they were funny people, when Alexx brushed right in front of me to hug a girl in our circle. She looked so sexy in her red dress and shiny red pumps. I couldn’t help but just stare up and down her body as she hugged this girl. Her ample breasts looking like they’d overflow over the top of her dress.

She then pulled back beside me, brushing against my shoulder and she was introduced to us all, including me last, and we greeted each other with a handshake like we had never met.

Then she said, “I’m leaving in a minute, just wanted to say goodbye.”

Then the two women started talking about a trip that one had been to and the other was planning, meanwhile I was desperately racking my brain for what to do. Once she left this house, she was out of my life forever. My brain was telling me that there was nothing I could do now, she couldn’t have been more clear, and all my attempts to refute that proved useless. You can’t just make a women that wants nothing casino siteleri to do with you change her mind in a moment.

But the thing was, it wasn’t me, it was more like a job interview, I had to proved I was qualified, not sure if she liked me or not, or if she even cared, maybe she hated me and that was preferable to her for a slave.

But, I had no idea how to prove I was qualified either, nor, to be honest, did I actually know if I was even remotely qualified.

Then she started to leave, she said, “Alright, I’m going to say goodbye to Maggie then go.” We all said goodbye and she left towards the kitchen, behind me.

A minute later, I saw her to my right, returning to the living room, weaving through the very crowded living room to the front door, and I just started to follow her, and I caught up to her and said, “Ready to go?”

She looked really annoyed, “Goodbye Rob.” She stepped around me to keep going.

An idea popped into my head, I thought it would work, but it would be very risky and very life changing. My friends would never think of me the same, I’d be too embarrassed to show my face around them again, but this women, I just felt like I needed to know her. I wanted to do whatever she wanted me to. So, in that very brief second, I decided to do it.

I stood in front of her and dropped to me knees, in this big crowded room and said really loudly, “Take me with you Goddess Alexx. Let me serve you!”

Everyone was looking, Alexx was shocked and surprised, but that quickly faded into amusement and an evil grin.

“No, no, sorry, baby.”

There was no turning back now. “Please!” I kissed her shoes, “I’ll be the best slave.”

“Yeah? Do you like getting fucked in the ass?”

“Yes!”

“Tied up and beaten till you’re bright red?”

“Yes.”

“Service my every need?”

“Yes, please!”

“You want to lick deep into my asshole.”

“…no.”

“What? Do you lick sucking dicks then?”

“No.”

“You want to take one of my stud’s cocks in your ass?”

“No.”

“What are you thinking? You’re no good to me.” She walked by me.

But I turned a bit and said, “Wait, I’ll do all those things, anything if you tell me, I’ll do it for you.”

Everyone was staring, jaws dropped. This changed my life, it was already worse than I thought. I could never face my friends again.

“Alright, then stand up and take off all your clothes.”

Shivering violently, I stood in front of her as she watched me, along with dozens of other people, strip completely nude and then stand here.

“Don’t cover yourself, arms at your sides.”

“…Now, go over to that coffee table, get on it and sing me a verse from a love song.”

I hung my head, and everyone made way for me to pass through to get on the table. I pieced together some lyrics from I don’t know where, as Alexx yelled “Louder.” until I was just yelling the words basically. I was drunk as hell anyways.

Then she said, “Alright, let’s go.”

So excited, I jumped down and went to get my clothes, “Nope, leave those in the corner, bring nothing if you want to come,” and she went out of the house, I quickly pushed all my stuff over to a corner out of the way, then hurried outside completely naked to find Alexx having a cigarette in the lane way. The one plus was that it’s really easy to move through a crowd if you’re naked.

She handed me the lighter and I lit it for her. We weren’t in the shadows now, we were clearly illuminated by the front porch light. And I just had to stand there beside her as she calmly smoked a cigarette. She didn’t talk much, she just said, “You are in for it now.”

“This is your last chance to change your mind, or else you are mine for the whole weekend. You will do everything I say, no excuses, no negotiating. Everything. Coming?” It was Friday night.

“Yes, Alexx.”

“Alright…” she dropped the cigarette butt and I followed her to her car, where she stood and waited for me to open her door for her, then she told me slaves ride in the back.

“You can lie down,” she said, “relax for now.” The car started and we were off.

“I want to make this very clear,” she said, “You will do exactly what I say this whole weekend. You are serving me unconditionally. At any point if you refuse, you are no longer welcome, I will kick you out of my house right away, as naked as you came in, and you can figure it out. I’m dead serious about that. If you make it to Sunday, I’ll give you some clothes and drop you off somewhere. That’s the deal, if you don’t like it, well it’s already started, I can pull over and you can walk back to the house naked.”

“I’m in.”

“We’ll see, I think you’re going to be wandering around this city naked sometime tomorrow.”

Then I just felt really afraid and was quiet for a while.

I tried to ask her what she had planned, but she wouldn’t tell me anything important, then she mentioned how she had trouble keeping subs, they always let her down bahis siteleri in one way or another. They got too demanding or too boring she said was what happened after a few weeks or a few months usually. She said that was fine, because there was always more supply than demand.

She asked me about my own actual experience, which was pretty limited, I’d taken some small toys in my ass and been tied up, some light spanking, things like that.

It amused her, how raw I was, and she was convinced I was so far over my head.

Then Alexx announced we were here and pulled into a parking garage. We looped around the dimly like parking garage floors until we were on the roof level, the fourth floor, I think. There were many available spots below, but Alexx obviously wanted to be up here. It was 1:30 am.

She parked facing the road, and turned off the car. I realized right away she was waiting, so I hopped out and held the door open for her.

She walked to the waist high cement wall and stood looking out over the city. I followed her, naked in the night.

“I love the city all lit up at night.” she said, “it’s beautiful.” It was, but I was cold in the cool night air, and obviously feeling very vulnerable. I could hear cars in the parking garage underneath, but none so far had come up to the roof.

We stood there for 10 minutes, Alexx was just taking in the city as I stood beside her, worried about what was next.

“Alright,” she finally said, “Let’s go.”

I followed her to a well lit concrete stairwell, that was dank and not the best smelling nor the best to walk in with bare feet, and we emerged right behind the sidewalk, and Alexx started to cross the street right in the middle of the road.

It was a 4 lane road, cars went fast, but at this time of night, the traffic was sparse. I followed her, and only two cars went by, surely seeing me naked, but they just continued driving. Hell, maybe she does this so often there’s like a sign to watch out for nakes sub crossing a hundred feet up the road.

We crossed the street and entered the large apartment complex, walked through a lobby, where I noticed a camera, and into an elevator, also with camera. Alexx said nothing, ignored me really. We went up 15 floors, near the top and I followed her to her place, and finally closed the door behind me for some privacy.

She had me stand right against the full length window looking out over the city. “Arms at your sides, stand up straight.” she snapped and I obeyed like I was in the army.

She was pleased and leaned in, started to kiss my neck, my jaw and nibble on my ears. She was so sexy, but she had this alure to her that made it so exciting for me. I’d never felt so, like, crazy, I guess, just from a little foreplay like this, and she was still fully dressed. She was a class or 3 above any other women sexually, I could tell already. She understood stimulation and had no inhibitions.

She kept going, stroking my body with her hands, but never my cock, kissing my collarbone, my shoulder. My dick was rock hard, twitching even. I was kind of afraid she’d touch it, and I’d blow really fast and that would be it.

Then her hand did reach down and loosely held my cock, making me gasp, then I thrust my hips to try to fuck her hand, getting some movement. She just laughed and let me pathetically try to fuck her hand as she kept kissing me, driving me crazy.

She let go and took off her dress and bra, leaving her in only some black lacy panties. I got to see her beautiful, firm breasts for the firm time in real life. Her long blonde hair spilled down over the tops of them, to her nipples. Her curves against the city light looked so great. I’d been picturing her out of that dress all night and it was as great as I imagined.

She then pressed her body against mine, her breasts rubbed against me, her soft skin touched mine, warming me. She moaned in my ear.

She pulled away, one hand gently holding my hip while the other hand was on my shoulder, pushing me down, pushing my face up to her breast, so I started to lick and suck them, then reached up a hand to start touching the other.

She started to gasp as I played with her nipples. One of her hands found my cock again, just gently holding it, making me move my hips to move it in her hand.

I was on her breasts for a long time, and couldn’t have been happier, I could have done it all night. But she grabbed my cock and led me into her bedroom. I was naked in the great Goddess Alexx’s bedroom. A dream come true.

She had me lay on the bed on my back, and got nipple clamps out of the drawer.

“I’m going to put these on lightly, it’s your first time.” she told me. I nodded, transfixed. She put one on and tightened a screw until it pinched some. Then she did the other. It hurt a little, but I liked it. There was a chain connecting the clamps.

Then, standing over me, she took her panties off and stood over me naked, I looked up at her delicious pussy, bald but a small tuft of light hair just above her clit.

“You want to taste it?” she asked.

“God, yes, please…please.” I said.

She smiled and sat on my face, facing my feet. She smothered me real good. I felt her maneuver until her pussy was right over my mouth, and I started to lick.

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One Afternoon – by G

I can see you through the glass and you can see me walking to the front door to welcome you in. When I open the heavy oak door, we look into each other’s eyes for a moment or for what seems like hours. The look in your eyes, on your beautiful face, the way you look at me is something that I could kill for. There is the faintest hint of a shy smile as you look into my eyes. But what lies behind those subtle upturned lips and shining blue eyes is what fuels my deepest desires for your heart, … and your soul. Behind your eyes is the trust you’ve bestowed to me; the keeper of your darkest secret; the secret that I alone am entrusted with.

The entire world sees you and knows you as this one woman; perhaps family, friend, college professor. I too, intimately know this woman. However, it is the woman that has awakened whom I alone know, possess … and now own. Together, we have awakened something that you knew was lie within you but did not know what it was. I recognized it immediately and knew that patiently drawing this “thing” out of you would reward us both. It has indeed rewarded us both.

I smile and warmly say “hello” while fully opening the door, extending my hand for you to take and welcome you in. Standing on the marble floor of the foyer, I close the door behind you. I take your body into my arms; run my hand up your back and into the curls of your long blonde hair. I cradle your head for a moment. While staring deeply into your eyes, you feel me take a handful of your long curls into my hand. Your sharply inhale when I give your long hair a hard tug and pull your head back before I lean in and kiss you deeply. I love taking you.

My passion is equally met with your own. The wet warmth of your tongue swirls and builds with lust as I pull your hair tighter and press my lips harder against yours. With my other arm I pull your warm body tight against mine so you can feel how hard you make my cock. I know how much you wish to please me, to excite me. You’ve also learned how mutual those feelings are.

Many moments later I break our kiss, stare deeply, lovingly into your eyes and I tell you, “I love you.” You chest is slightly heaving and with an exhaled breath you repeat back to me, “I love you, too.”

Still holding you closely and staring deeply into your eyes, I say, “Tell me why you are here.”

Your lips part a bit wider as your breathing becomes deeper and say to me, “Because you want to hurt me.”

“Yes,” I say.

“And tell me why I want to hurt.”

The lust in your voice is intoxicating as you say to me, “It excites me when you hurt me. The pain excites me.”

“Does it excite you that I want to hurt you?”

“Yes, very much.”

“Why does that excite you?” I ask.

“Because I know you want to excite me and teach me. I love the way you hurt me. I know how much it pleases you when I am excited so I want to please you.”

I am still holding in my arms and our eyes have remained intensely locked as I reply, “You are my most beloved treasure and nothing pleases me more than you trusting me to unlock and unleash your darkest lust.”

“Now illegal bahis tell me, what do you become once you step through my door?”

Part of teaching you is having you reaffirm every step we take. Naming out loud what you understand is powerfully reinforcing to your journey.

Your breath becomes even deeper with lust as you look into my eyes and say, “I am your obedient slut and your slave.”

“And at this moment, who am I?”

“You are my Master and my Teacher.”

“And I am very proud to be your Master and Teacher.”

Your smile grows with a deep satisfaction that feeds my soul.

I release you from my embrace and command you to strip while we are still in my front foyer.

You can hear the difference now in the tone of my voice. It is more commanding, and even a little colder. There will be less empathy now. You are here for pain, to learn more about how it excites you and I am here to dutifully hurt you; it is my duty, my responsibility to excite you.

Once you are standing naked in front of me (you know to leave your heels on), I command you to spread your legs, place your hands behind your neck and to clasp your fingers together. You quickly and eagerly obey.

I raise my hands to brush against both of your very erect nipples. Just the lightest touch makes your body literally tremble with lust and weakens your knees. You inhale sharply as brush them lightly but it’s the anticipation of what is coming that begins to fuel your lust.

I look into your eyes and command you “Tell me to hurt your nipples and your tits.”

Your chest is heaving more with lust. “Please hurt my nipples and my tits, Sir.”

You used to have a very hard time asking for what you want. Now it has become natural. You’ve learned that there is no judgment.

I ask you, “How much do you mean that?”

“Oh, very much, Sir. Please hurt them.”

I grasp each nipple between my thumb and index finger and begin to tightly pinch them.

In our time together, we’ve both learned just how much pain you really enjoy and can endure. And I am very happy and eager we keep testing those limits.

You inhale deeply and your head goes back a bit when I pinch and pull your nipples very hard, and then begin twisting them back and forth. I am not even remotely gentle.

“Does that excite you, my slut?”

“Oh yes, Sir.”

“Tell me to hurt them harder.”

I love making you realize that you are willing to beg for more.

“Oh, Sir. Yes, please. Pull them harder!”

Of course it is my duty to test your limits. I eagerly hurt you even more by pulling harder and twisting your nipples back and forth even more as your moans drive my lust. I pull your nipples upwards as if trying to lift you off the floor. The backs of your heels rise off the floor as I pull harder; your hands remain locked behind your neck. I then suddenly release your nipples and then use my right hand to slap your tits, one then the other, across your tortured nipples.

Your head drops to look into my eyes. Your mouth and eyes are opened wide more in shock than pain, though the casino siteleri pain is certainly a factor. With one hand I reach up and grab a handful of your beautiful long hair. I pull your hair down hard while then grasping your right nipple with my other hand and painfully pull and twist it back and forth. My eyes are locked with your wide blue eyes as the lust grows with every second that I am inflicting pain, pulling your hair and your nipple. I lean in and kiss you deeply to muffle your moan while I pull both even painfully harder!

While still kissing you and pulling a handful of your hair, I release your nipple and reach down to your cunt, my most prized possession of your body. I already know what I am going to find and am not disappointed when I easily thrust three fingers into your gushing fuck-hole. I fuck your cunt rapidly and hard with my three fingers as rivers of your juices flow down my hand and literally drip onto the marble floor.

The erotic sloshing sounds of how lustful you are echo off the walls and are the sweetest sounds to my ears.

I am forcefully thrusting upward and slapping your cunt as I keep thrusting my fingers in and out of your dripping wet hole. I love how the slapping sound resonates and mingles with the sloshing of your slick juices.

I break the kiss and growlingly demand to know, “Who owns your cunt?”

Your breath is ragged and your chest is heaving as you stare wildly into my eyes and say, “You do, Sir”

I love how you say it with conviction and I say to you “If you want me to hurt your cunt, be a good slut and tell me to hurt it.”

Your referring to and saying the word “cunt” was probably one of the hardest thing for you to finally accept but, again, now you say it naturally and even eagerly, especially knowing what follows.

You’re staring into the intense glare of my eyes as I listen to your lust filled voice say, “Please hurt my cunt, Sir.”

Obliged to do so, I pull my glistening fingers out and raise them to your lips. You obediently open your mouth and I push my fingers. You begin swirling your tongue around my fingers tasting the juices of your lust.

“You love the taste of your cunt, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir, I do.”

I love feeding you the taste of your cunt.

I pull my fingers away, reach down and then grasp your cunt lips. They are very slick so I must grip them tightly before I can begin to pinch, pull and twist them. Again, I am not gentle as I pull on your cunt lips very vigorously, even savagely.

Alternately, I find your clit and you feel my fingers begin to pinch and pull very hard as I work diligently to bring pain to that very swollen little pleasure center. The endorphins work their magic and translate this erotic pain into the new pleasures that I have exposed to you. With each new level of pain that you submit yourself to, submitting to me, you reach new plateaus of pleasure and seek more. I am here to give you more.

I now let go of your hair and your clit and say to you, “Spread your legs as wide as you can and present your cunt to me if you want me to hurt it more.”

There poker siteleri is no hesitation. You spread your legs even further apart, and as I’ve taught you, then tilt your hips forward to present your cunt to me.

“Now, tell me something you want!”

I love commanding you to ask for your pain, and you know it.

“Please slap my cunt, Sir.”

She knows how much pleasure it get from slapping her wet cunt and splattering her juices across her thighs.

I commend her, “Good slut.”

“Hard?” I ask.

She’s learned, anticipates that I will ask her that and says, “yes, Sir.”

I give her cunt one very hard upward slap, pause for a moment listening to her sharp inhale and then give her another. Her juices literally splatter, creating a splashing sound. I punish her cunt with five very hard upward slaps before reaching down with my hand to grip her cunt lips and pull upward hard to present them even more, which also exposes her clit.

Gripping her cunt and exposed clit while pulling tightly upward, I reward my slut with five hard downward slaps. As she groans through each one, she tosses her head back as I listen to each groan become deeper. She is still standing firmly with her legs spread wide, presenting her cunt to me, still holding her hands behind her neck. She wants desperately to please me and knows how much I enjoy hurting, punishing her cunt. She knows that punishing her cunt is not “punishment” because I have not told her she was being “punished.” I am punishing her cunt simply to inflict pain to it. This is having fun.

The fifth slap is the hardest and her knees nearly buckle as she cries out. I then pull her body tightly against me, and kiss her deeply while rubbing and soothing her punished cunt. The heat of her lust and passion are searing. She is raging with lust from my brutality but deeply yearns for this care and kindness.

When I break our kiss, I look into her shining blue eyes and can see her submission and willing obedience to me.

“I love you,” I say tenderly. “You are being a very good girl.”

Her reward, my complimenting her, brings that wonderful smile to her face. She says, “thank you, Sir. I love you, too.”

I release my embrace of her body and tell her, “You may lower her hands but keep her legs spread, like a good slut.” I then slide open a cabinet drawer and pull out her collar and cuffs.

She obediently holds out her arms for me to attach a ringed thick black leather cuff to each wrist. I then kneel down and fasten cuffs to her ankles.

Then I say to her, “Tell what it means once a place this collar around your neck.”

She is still breathing deeply from her experience, looks into my eyes and says, “It means that I am your slut and slave and my mind and body belong to you until you remove it. I am yours, Sir, to guide and teach through my pain.”

She is well rehearsed and I say “good slut” and then add, “Are you ready?”

She simply says, “yes, Sir.”

I step behind her as she uses her hands to lift her hair up and away from her neck. I place the ringed black leather color around her neck and fasten it.

I step in front of her and lightly kiss her lips. I hold my gaze into her eyes and say, “what is waiting for you downstairs?”

She draws in her breath and says, “More pain, Sir.”

“And is that what you want?”

“Yes, Sir.”

(to be continued?)

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Hurt Me Master Ch. 02

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Sean’s P.O.V.

I drove her to my place, my parents are out of town, pretty convenient. I lay her on my bed, she looks miserable, her lips are bleeding, her tits crimson red with bite marks and her clit is swollen…I scoff, “I am going to kill Matt.”

I bring in the lotion and remove the coat, God she is so perfect…I fell in love with her ever since I saw her and not in a million years I imagined that I will be seeing her naked for the first time like this, in pain. All because of me, I could have protected her. I keep on applying the lotion, I can feel her squirming in pain.

“Please, don’t hurt me…pleasee” she starts to sob and shiver.

“Hey relax, I am here, no one will ever hurt you again, I promise…it’s just a bad dream.” I reassure her and loosely wrap my arms around her and rub her back.

I can see tears in her eyes, oh god this is so hard. “shh…just go to sleep, you are safe now.” She grabs a chunk of my shirt and falls asleep on my chest. She looks so cute like this…I play with the locks of her hair until I fall asleep.

Ashley’s P.O.V.

I wake up in Sean’s arms…what the fuck???? I look under the sheets…fuck I am naked!! I try to get out of his grip and he wakes up. Oh shit!

He pecks me on my forehead, “How are you feeling?”

Fuckkk his sleepy voice is so deep…I could feel chills in my spine.

“Why are we here?? What happened last night why can’t I remember anything? And…why am türkçe bahis I naked? Did we… And why does my head hurts and… my body…did we really?…oh nooooo”

I panic while he chuckles, “Good morning to you too!”

He gets out of the bed and grabs a shirt from his wardrobe and throws at me, “Don’t make this more awkward.”

Before I could say anything he leaves the room and I wear the shirt but what about the panties? Fuckk! What happened last night? Did I tell him about my feelings and…god I wish I didn’t do anything embarrassing and why does my head hurt so much?

He comes back with some lemon juice, “This might help with the hangover, also Matt almost raped you last night and you passed out, I obviously had to bring you here.”

I gasped, “Matt did what???? Oh nooo…so do you know about?” I was utterly shocked.

“Yes, those bite marks aren’t mine, I told you to have a milder drink, but like always you would be bratty.”

I can’t believe this…I almost got so hurt last night and he is joking about it. He obviously doesn’t know about my CNC fantasies, he should be a little sympathetic. Compassion? Nah this guy is all about condescension. “Bratty? Really?”

He smirks, “Apparently, you didn’t learn your lesson then.”

God I am so pissed at this guy, “Lesson? No, I haven’t. Whatcha gonna do? Bend me over your knee and spank me till I ‘learn the lesson’?”

He chuckles, “Good idea!”

I iddaa siteleri drop the glass with lemon juice and walk towards him, “I fucking dare you.”

He looks down at the broken glass and then stares at me with stern eyes and without wasting a second grabs my arm and pulls me in and flips me over his bed, with my ass up and SMACKK!

I gasp in surprise, “what the-“, cuts me off with another smack. Gee this one stings!

I start to tremble and kick while he pushes down my body with his other hand and here comes another slap. The sound kinda echoes in the room, and before I can anticipate…

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

I bet my ass must be red by now because those were real hard slaps, I start to breathe heavily and anticipate, gripping the sheets and curling my toes.

SMACKKK!!

I squeal in pain, this is the hardest one.

He moves the shirt up and rubs my ass and scoffs, “Aww, it’s blushing red.”

As soon as I feel his grip loosen around my waist, I push him away and get up and pull the shirt down to cover my ass…fuck it is so weird…why would he?

“How dare you? That was so inappropriate!! You fucking jerk!!”

He smiles ever so calmly, “You dared me, remember? You thought of this or should I say you literally begged me for this.”

“You are not allowed to touch me like that, we are just friends okay? Not your friends with benefits type, I have dignity and this deneme bonusu veren siteler is not acceptable and you were hurting me that’s even worse.”

He raises an eyebrow and smirks, “Oh are you really offended? Because your body told me otherwise, fucking wet bitch!”

I gasp in shock and realize the excitement between my lady parts…shittt! “I hate you!”

Sean’s P.O.V.

Oh, now she is pouting, how adorable!

I started to spank her as a joke but when I felt her wetness, I literally got into total BDSM master mode but then I had to control myself since we are just friends.

Ughhh I’d literally do anything to make her mine.

I grab the lotion and walk towards her and she flinches. What the hell?? I gently move her hair behind her ear and hold her face, “I didn’t mean to hurt you, just fooling around. This lotion will reduce the sting or else you’d find trouble sitting for the rest of the day.”

Her voice begins to stutter, “I don’t nee-need your help. The last one didn’t feel like…a joke.”

Shit! Now I feel bad, “I am sorry, let me make up for it, please turn around and lie down.”

She blushes and turns around, isn’t she just a sweetie? I gently rub the lotion and help her get up. She keeps looking down and says, “Sean, can we pretend that this never happened? Otherwise it will be very-“

I cut her words, “Yes, we can do that.”

I said so like it meant nothing but deep down I know I want to do this again not because I likes it which is true but the fact that she took it so well. I walk out of the room.

Just in case you are wondering…Matt is my cousin and I know her dark secrets…little does she know that Matt is only there to train her, I am the real master.

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Sub-Couple Romance Ch. 01

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I am bound spread-eagle to my bed.

I had fastidiously pre-set bondage ties from the four corners of my bed.

I used old neckties that would not cut into my skin.

Now my wrists and ankles were inescapably bound, and my girlfriend Joy hovered over my body.

This had become our normal date night, dinner, then bondage sex.

On our first date, she wore a wrap-around belt, which I playfully used to tie her hands behind her, and just we made-out on her couch. No clothes came off that night, but the Sub/Dom/Bondage door was opened.

The next date, I told her I wanted to try bondage and about the slip-knot ties I’d added to my bed. That same night, I was bound to my bed, and she straddled-fucked me. After I came, she went to the bathroom, leaving me bound. The power she possessed eroticized the dynamic for us both. Upon return, released me, and we laid together and discussed how powerfully erotic it all had been.

We delved into our new dating sexuality. Our new-normal always found me bound spread-eagle, and we whispered our kinky thoughts and fantasies as she straddled me, and our games evolved.

We purchased a butt plug at a sex shop, and couldn’t wait to try it.

We added belts to my bondage, and now she could bind my knees wide apart.

Bound spread-eagle, plus my knees splayed wide; my ass was deliciously vulnerable.

The 1-1/4″ diameter butt plug was all I could handle. She had to thoroughly lubricate me, using a combo of oil and petroleum jelly. As soon as her fingers touched my rear hole, my cock grew rock hard. She teased my cock with the lube, coaxing my pre-cum. Giving my cock one good pump, pre-cum spewed forth in a mini-orgasmic release. She squeezed the dollop of pre-cum onto her finger and fed it to me. Willingly, I swallowed my pre-cum. I’d fantasized being force-fed my (post) cum, and it seemed only a matter of time.

She went back to stretching my anus with the plug. My sphincter was young and taught, giving way slowly. She was merciful and patient, but soon enough, the widest part slid in, and my sphincter clamped down on the narrow part of the plug. There was no way I could expel it; it was locked in tight.

At first it was starkly uncomfortable, almost unbearable, but my sphincter quickly adapted, resigning itself to the violation. I felt so “full”. The intrusion bonus veren siteler was so absolute! The feeling was seared into my brain; my rear hole had a second purpose, it was now a sex organ, my pussy, so to speak.

Again, she squeezed more precum from my cock, onto her finger, and again, I submissively opened my mouth.

She straddled me.

My cock was coated with lube, and yet, her pussy was super-tight.

She had to ease down on my cock in order for it not to hurt her.

It was torturous ecstasy. Her beautiful, tight pussy slowly enveloped my cock.

At the same time, the plug in my ass began to feel “sexual” instead of merely invasive. My hips involuntarily rotate, exploring how the plug feels in different positions. I can’t deny it, I loved being tied up and helpless, on my back, legs held wide and open. My “pussy” is there to be “taken”. I want to be fucked like a girl.

Joy straddled me, and placed her hands on my chest, absorbing some of her weight, she began to mildly rock and rotate on my cock.

“Your going to make me come”, I panted, and she stopped moving.

I looked in her eyes, “I am your slave. I’ll lick your front. I’ll lick your rear!”

She eased off me before I could come, crawling over my face. I licked and worshipped her pussy. After a moment she turned around, and I tongued her rear hole, which she rocked and ground onto my face. She loved my tongue probing her ass, saying, “Deeper!” I thrust my tongue hard and deep.

My tongue exhausted, mercifully, she re-mounted me, easing my cock into her pussy. Already stretched, she was able to slide to the hilt with more comfort, but not yet ready for vigorous sex, she is still allowing her body to adjust to my cock all the way inside her. I know to be still, allowing her to relish this subtle ecstasy.

For me, it is tortuous ecstasy.

Finally she increases her movements, and I can barely hang on.

I implore, “May I come?”

Immediately she stopped her movement, and again, had me lick her pussy and ass.

This went on until she was ready for me to come.

I whispered,

“I want you to train me to be your slave. Make me lick you clean. Don’t untie me until I’ve licked every drop of cum from your beautiful pussy.”

She smiled slightly, closed her eyes, bahis and rocked until I blew my load deep into her pussy. As I came, my sphincter contracted over and over, clamping on the on the plug, locking it tighter in my ass.

She continued an easy rocking on me until my cock was completely soft, literally falling out of her pussy.

Now the hard part of my slave training. I want it to be over, but I am inescapably bound, and I just begged her to NOT untie me until I licked all my cum from her pussy.

I want the plug out, and I want to just go to sleep, but she plans to heed my wishes, and train me.

She smirks,

“You ARE going to lick me clean. If you fight it, you’ll lick me clean, and then you will remain tied up till morning. If you’re a good slave, I’ll release you when you’re done.” I lay there, defeated, mouth agape.

She raises up and approaches my face. There is a glob of white cum at her pussy opening. “Oh God,” is all I can say, as her pussy lowers to my mouth. I lick the entire blob of cum and swallow. She squeezes her pussy and more cum flows into my mouth. I lick and swallow. My wish is coming true; I am being trained as a cum-licking slave.

I am both repulsed and excited. I am licking her pussy with gusto, and unconsciously I am moving my hips. The plug feels good in my stretched “pussy”.

I am getting hard again. She slides off my mouth, and onto my cock, which easily slides into her pussy. She has a satisfied smile, eyes half closed.

Now she’s going to get the fucking she wants. I’m not quite as hard, but she seems quite content, and knows I will last much longer. She rocks on my cock. Sometimes she stops, lowers a nipple to me and says, “Suck!” It’s so sexy! Her saying “Suck!” As if I don’t know what to do. But I am so turned on by her demand to “Suck.”

“Harder,” she commands, and I suck hard as I can. Then she pulls away with a “POP”, and resumes riding me.

My arms are getting sore from the restraint, but I am helpless. I am her fuck-toy. She straddles me, my cock deep in her pussy, and she’s rocking on it as she pleases, at her pace. It feels divine, but I wish it was over.

Her eyes are closed, and her gyrations ebb and flow. The only way I can end this is to come again, and go soft. I am close to coming, but I cannot quite get there. deneme bonusu

Then, abruptly, SHE comes! Her gyrations slow down, her intensity decreases, she eases, slower and slower, to no movement, totally still. She is drifting into ecstatic afterglow, from a thorough fucking.

I still need to come, but she has no interest.

She slides off and lays beside me, snuggling to my bound body, ignoring to my hard cock, helplessly laying on my belly.

After a moment, I say, “Can I come?”

Her hand slides down, gripping my cock. Her hands are so tiny, it makes my cock look bigger. She strokes, but with no commitment; she’s not even looking, her head is still nestled at my side. There is no way I’ll come with her barely stroking me.

“Please Mistress,” I implore.

She lays quietly, half stroking, and says, “Do you really want to be my slave?”

“More than anything,” I pant, “I fantasize it all the time.”

She replies, “Tell me a secret, something you have never shared with anyone.”

Without hesitation I reply, “I want to be feminized. I want to be your sissy slave.”

She raises her head and smiles.

She reaches down and presses against the plug in my ass; it makes me twitch.

She asks, “What about this?”

“It’s a huge part of my fantasy. I dream of being fucked like a girl,” I admit.

“It looks like we have lots of fun ahead of us,” she smiles. “We need to add a dildo to our toys.”

My cock has actually softened from the revealing conversation.

She asks, “Do you have any women’s clothes that you dress up in?”

“Yes,” I reply. Bras, panties, a bikini, and lingerie.”

She begins loosening the slip knots on my wrists, “Show me,” she says.

In the back of a bottom drawer, I show her my sissy-stash. She examines each item closely and deliberately, folding them as she puts them back in the drawer. She keeps out a matching black bra and panty. “Put these on,” she says.

They are my favorites; the thong panties contain my balls perfectly, and the sides are just big enough for my half hard cock. The bra has an A cup, and cups my breasts tight and smooth.

She smiles at the sight, “You’ll make a pretty girl. Tomorrow I want you to shave off all that hair, but for tonight, lets get to bed. I think you should wear that to bed.”

Spooning me from behind, her finger teased my nipple, which had never felt so sensitive. I still wanted to come, but knew it would have to wait. She quickly drifted off to sleep, while I lay awake, imagining my future.

End Chapter 1

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