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Adventures in Amsterdam Ch. 1

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Both twenty three years old, Adam and Jo had married young. They had both decided that, before settling into a domestic lifestyle, they would use their savings and travel to Europe. The sights beckoned them; London’s parliament square and majestic bridges that spanned the River Thames, the sunshine of the Spanish coast, the Eiffel Tower in the heart of historic Paris and the red light areas of the Dutch capital, Amsterdam.

When they eventually arrived in Amsterdam, they soon realised that their cash resources were running dangerously low. What they needed, was work to tide them over for a few months and after finding a small apartment available on a short term basis, they both set about the task of locating suitable employment. For two days Adam scoured the streets and wanted ad’s without success. All that he had been offered were a few lousy bar-tending jobs that paid very little. He wanted to try just a little longer before accepting this sort of work. Jo, however, had faired much better. Her training as a dancer had impressed many leering club owners, and had finally accepted a position in a small club that paid almost twice what Adam would have earned as a bar tender. She was certainly no prude, she had been almost disappointed to learn that the club only required her to dance topless, and not fully nude.

After another two days of fruitless job searching, Adam finally decided to take one of the bar tending positions that he had been offered. It would not be too bad, he reasoned, they would both be working at night, and with a little money coming in, they would be able to explore the city during the day. Besides, it would not be for ever.

The club that Jo was to dance at was called Bella’s, and, as Adam was not due to start his job for another few days, he decided to accompany his wife on her first night. He was not worried at all about the nature of her job, they had always had a very understanding relationship before and after they were married, he just thought it would be nice to watch her dance and Max, the owner of the club, had promised him free admission. He sat quietly at the bar nursing a beer and watched the dancers. He had to admit they were very good. Jo had not yet begun her set, but the other dancers kept the earlier part of the evening going well. He watched several girls of differing shapes and sizes gyrate their bodies over the small stage in various stages of undress, and soon realised that the one thing they had in common was the size of their breasts. All the girls were extremely well endowed in that area and Adam guessed that this was in keeping with the theme of the club. This was fine with him. He had always been a boob man himself! He always adored the way that Jo swung her 36DD breasts in front of him when they made love, driving him crazy by teasing his cock with the long sensitive nipples and eventually letting him bury his face in her ample cleavage. Adam knew that the club’s customers were in for a treat tonight.

Just after midnight, the club was full. A young man dressed only in leather trousers and a leather waistcoat leapt up onto the stage holding a microphone. Adam guessed that he was the MC.

“Ladies and Gentlemen.” The mans voice boomed out. “We have a special attraction for you tonight. All the way from the United States, please welcome onto the stage……the lovely…Josephine!”

As the MC quickly left the stage, the lights dimmed and the customers cheered and clapped. A single spotlight hit the stage as Jo slowly danced out from behind the curtain. The room was silent. All eyes watched the stage as Jo began her set. The music was the theme from Swan Lake, and Adam knew it well. His wife loved ballet, and her classical training would delight the customers. Instead of the usual leotard or ballet dress, Jo wore little more than a see through chiffon şişli escort wrap and bikini panties as she pirouetted and leapt across the small stage. Her large breasts swung delightfully under the flimsy material and Adam was close enough to see that her sensitive nipples were becoming swollen and erect. The sight was not lost on most of the customers, either, as shouts encouraging her to lose the top and display her breasts could be heard all around the dark room. Jo was good. Very good. Rather than just rip her top off immediately, she teased the audience with selective glimpses of her ample breasts as she danced. A peek here, a glimpse there, had the customers shouting and cheering loudly. As the music came to a thundering crescendo, Jo pulled the chiffon wrap clear of her tits and dropped to the floor in a wide splits. As the lights went out, the audience applauded and cheered. The set had obviously been a huge success.

When the lighting returned to normal, the same, earlier dancers were back on stage twisting their hips and flashing their breasts to the low beat of some slow rock music. Adam was still a little breathless from watching his wife’s performance, and turned back to his drink on the bar. A pretty waitress, again with a large bare chest, sidled up to him.

“You can go backstage if you want.” she whispered in his ear. “Jo’s finished her set now. Come on, I’ll show you the way.”

Draining his beer and rising from the stool, Adam followed the waitress through a small door at the side of the bar. The dressing room was full of semi-naked girls and Adam didn’t quite know where to look. Seeing his slight embarrassment, the waitress laughed.

“Don’t be shy! I’m sure you’ve seen tits and pussy before!” she giggled, pointing “Jo’s over there.”

Max, the bar owner, had been watching his new girl’s set as he watched all of his new dancers. He was most impressed. The customers obviously loved her. As his mind worked, he came to the decision that maybe she could do better than to dance, perhaps there was something else that he could offer her to make her and Max a lot more money. Still thinking, he made his way to the dressing room to talk to her. As he approached, he found Jo and Adam chatting with the other girls.

“Congratulations!” he commended her in near perfect English. “You dance very well.”

Jo and Adam looked up as they heard him speak.

“Thanks, Max. By the way, this is my husband Adam.”

The two men shook hands. Max looked at Adam with an experienced eye. This gets better all the time, he thought, as he took in Adam’s tall, muscular frame and striking good looks.

“Come to my office, both of you. I wish to discuss something with you.”

Intrigued, the young couple followed Max into a plush, air conditioned office. Expensive looking portraits hung from the walls, a large desk occupied the centre of the room, and a leather sofa sat against one wall. Max invited them to sit on the sofa as he parked himself on the edge of his desk and addressed them.

“You dance very well.” He repeated. “But I have an offer for you both that would pay you each more than double what Jo is being paid.”

As he waited for a response, Jo and Adam looked at each other excitedly.

“I have another club.” Max continued. “Not quite the same as Bella’s, it’s a little more…risque, you know?” I’ll get straight to the point. How do you both feel about making love in front of an audience?”

Adam and Jo looked at each other again. What he was talking about was a live sex show. It was not the sort of thing that either of them had ever considered, but the money he was offering was, frankly, fantastic and would set them up nicely.

Sensing that they were undecided, Max continued with the sell.

“All you would have to do is one half ümraniye escort hour set, four times a week. No holds barred, you can do what you like as long as the customers are happy.”

The couple had decided even before Max had spoken. They both loved sex and were more than happy to earn a large sum of money by fucking each other. They would do it!

“Excellent!” cried Max. “Your first performance will be right now, for me. I have to ensure that you will be suitable before you go on stage.”

Adam and Jo nodded eagerly. What Max had said sounded perfectly reasonable. He was offering a lot of money. It made sense that he would want to check the merchandise, so to speak.

“What do you want us to do?” Asked Jo.

Max lifted himself from the desk and locked the door.

“Firstly, Adam, strip you wife naked please.”

Jo was still wearing the chiffon wrap and panties that she had worn for her performance, and Adam realised that stripping her would not take long. Unclipping the hidden fastener, the wrap easily fell back from her shoulders, once again exposing Jo’s large breasts. Kneeling in front of her, Adam hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the small panties and rolled them down her long, slender legs until they were pooled around her ankles. As she lifted on foot and then the other to step out of them, Adam carefully untied the silk ribbons of her well worn ballet shoes and slipped them from her dainty feet. Finally he rose and stood beside his now completely naked wife.

Max was pleased. There was no sign of any embarrassment from either of them. She was extremely attractive. Her flame red hair framed a pretty, heart shaped face with wide inviting lips. Her large breasts topped with nice pink nipples, he had already seen and approved of, but as his eyes travelled downwards he was most impressed by the lack of pubic hair. Max like all his girls to shave, it made it easier for the customers to see the pussy. Continuing his inspection of the girls body, his eyes appreciated the slim contours of her well muscled legs and delighted in the high arch of her dancers feet leading to delicately painted toes. Yes, he thought, she will do well!

Turning to Adam, Max continued. “Now you, Adam, please undress.”

Adam was a little concerned. Seeing his wife naked had produced the usual effect and his erection pressed hard against his underwear. He was not sure if this would please Max, or if he would consider him to be inexperienced, but Max was waiting, and after all, who wouldn’t get a hard-on by looking at his beautiful wife?

Wasting no time, Adam began to undress and within a few seconds was down to his boxers.

“You have an erection already?” Max said with a smile. “Excellent! It is good that you are so easily aroused by the sight of your wife.”

Adam breathed a sigh of relief and swiftly pulled his shorts down over his well muscled legs. As his eight inches of hard meat popped into view, Max seemed genuinely pleased.

“You both have excellent bodies and as long as you can perform well, you will go far. Now, just do what comes naturally. Try to forget your audience, but don’t fake anything. The customers pay a lot and expect realism. You can use anything you see in the room to help you. Don’t forget that your set only lasts thirty minutes and the customers will want to see ejaculation at the end of that time.”

The couple did not need to be told twice. They were both so horny and Adam just hoped that he would be able to last the half hour!

As Max had settled himself on the sofa, content to watch, Adam led his wife to the large desk and lifted her easily onto the cool mahogany surface. Spreading her legs wide, he knelt between them and began to rain soft kisses over her dangling feet and ankles. Jo’s hands immediately went to her own escort nişantaşı breasts as she started to squeeze the large pendulous globes, every now and then pinching a hard nipple between her fingers and sighing deeply.

Max could see Adam’s kisses getting higher and higher as his head moved up his wife’s legs towards her shaved pussy. Her nipples looked large and swollen as she pinched them harder and harder and Max was pleased when she groaned deeply as her husband’s tongue finally found and parted her slick vaginal lips. Her nipples seemed to swell further as Adam’s tongue sought out her clit and began to lick over it sensuously.

Jo’s orgasm was quick and powerful. Max saw, and Adam felt her whole body tense. She shuddered once, then twice and let out a long deep sigh as the climax coursed through her body. Her nipples ached where she had been pinching them, but she knew that a little pain always sent her crashing over the edge. Beginning to lose herself in her own pleasure, she suddenly remembered that she had a job to do here. She was sure that, while people may well pay to see her cum, they would definitely expect more! Gathering herself together, she gently and a little reluctantly, pushed Adam’s head away from her wet pussy and stood in front of him with her ass resting against the edge of the desk.

Adam knew what was coming next and his penis was throbbing in front of him in anticipation. Jo bent forwards and kissed him lightly on the lips before slowly sinking to her knees. He gasped in a short breath as he felt her cool feminine fingers circle around his pulsating shaft. He felt harder, and more powerful than he had ever known and his mind did somersaults as her lips closed over the end of his cock. He tried to concentrate all his self control while Jo built up an exquisite suction around his glans. She bobbed her head. She rolled her tongue around his shaft, her lips keeping a constant tight seal on the head. He knew that the time was getting on, but did not want to cum just yet. He looked up to check how much of the thirty minutes had elapsed and caught a sight of Max from the corner of his eye. Adam smiled. They must be doing the right thing, because Max was sitting with his suit trousers undone and openly masturbating a very thick penis while watching the show! Adam found the whole situation so erotic, he was worried that he might cum on the spot, and they still had nearly five minutes to go. With some regret, he pulled his throbbing erection from between his wife’s sweet lips and helped her to her feet.

Adam knew that it was time for their grand finale! With only a few minutes left he backed Jo up to the desk, so once again her bottom was resting against the edge. With her still standing, he moved her feet apart, opening her legs. He looked down and saw her wet lips peel back invitingly. Positioning his penis between the lips he pushed slow and hard. Both men heard Jo gasp out loud as the large cock slid in to the hilt. Adam then heard a groan from the sofa, and looking up, saw Max shoot a great wad of cum over his hand. Adam smiled once again, pleased by the sight of his boss’ climax, and turned back to his task. He knew he would not last long inside his wife’s wonderfully tight vagina as he began to thrust his erection in and out of her.

Max was quietly cleaning himself up and listening with satisfaction to the young couples groans as they fucked hard and fast against the edge of the desk. He could tell that Adam was close. His teeth were clenched and his eyes were shut tight as he pounded into his wife’s rapidly stretching cunt. Adam grunted and then cried out loud as he came, pulling his cock from Jo’s pussy, as instructed. Pulling on his shaft rapidly, Max watched as a long, thick stream of cum pumped from the tip and landed on Jo’s stomach. This first emission was quickly followed by several more, as Adam emptied the contents of his balls in long arcing streams that looped through the air and splashed onto his wife’s hot skin.

They were a hot couple, all right, and Max had many plans for them!

To Be Continued…

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Above the City Pt. 01

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The penthouse sits high above the city, overlooking the lights and hustle of the street below. The penthouse itself is stylish and neat. Modern, cold, elegant.

A young man with blue eyes is there. He is about twenty-five years old and is wearing nothing but tight fitting boxers that seductively outline his hard, thick cock.

You’re wearing a seductive, sophisticated dress. Perfectly fit, and highlighting every curve, seemingly revealing just enough to make everyone crave to see more. In your hand is a riding crop, strappy high heels are on your feet. Your dark brown hair is pulled back, your deep brown eyes offset by black eyeliner.

The party is quiet and low key. Kissing and groping and fondling. A girl is in the corner. A man reaches underneath her dress. She’s not wearing any panties. You smile and look away.

Another woman struts around in nothing but high heels and black lace panties. You stare at her erect nipples as she approaches. You admire her ass and long legs as she walks by.

Everyone knows it’s your party. Everyone knows you’re the host. The young man with the thick cock calls you Mistress and no one blinks an eye, no one says a word.

You stroll towards the back of the penthouse. A bedroom door is slightly ajar. You hear moaning. It’s a woman’s voice and growing louder, more urgent. It’s obvious she is about to cum.

You open the door. The woman is on her back on the floor, her legs and feet pinned up high in the air. She takes it fast and hard. He cums inside her, grunting hard as her moans reach their peak.

In the corner, opposite the door, is a man pinned with his face against the wall. He’s completely naked, still a mask covers his face. The woman next to him is fully clothed, reaching around his body to torment his throbbing cock. He whimpers softly in the corner.

The sights in the room excite you. You know what you want and you know what you need.

You slip out the back to the patio and pool overlooking the city. The lights from the city below flicker as you take a seat at a table nearby. You sit by yourself as a waiter brings you a glass of champagne.

A number people linger around the pool. Watching quietly, you focus on two women sitting of the edge of the pool. They kiss and fondle each other. One, a blonde, wears a slinky black one-piece suit, with strategic cut-outs to emphasize her curves. The other, a brunette, wears nothing but a string bikini bottom, her breasts of full display. She pulls the blonde closer, holding her head against her bare breasts.

The younger man stands by the side of the pool, you smile to see his tight boxers still stretched, outlining his hard cock. He looks your way, as if to ask permission to enter the pool. You nod.

He sinewy body glistens in the water under the city lights. He swims back and forth along the length of the pool.

The brunette sitting poolside notices and watches him swim past, while the blonde continues to kiss her breasts.

At the far end of the pool, a well dressed woman and another man watch as well.

The woman is dressed in a black cocktail dress, much more expensive, but much less revealing than the attire of most of the other guests. She wears diamond earrings and other expensive jewelry. The man is dressed to be paired with her. The detailing on his suit mirrors the detail on her dress.

They sit poolside. She sips a glass of champagne and watches the sights around her. They don’t engage each other. Rather he watches what she watches.

You sit across the poll, watching them, as she, and him in turn, focus on the young man swimming laps.

You are content, gazing out across the patio, taking the in the sights, sipping champagne. At first you focus on the brunette and the blonde attached to her breasts.

The brunette gently slips into the pool, leaving the blonde alone on the side, down on all fours. Standing in the shallow end of pool, the brunette is face to face with the blonde. She runs her hand over the blonde’s body. The blonde doesn’t move, letting the brunette do as she pleases. The brunette feels the blonde’s breasts and fondles her ass. The blonde closes her eyes as she does.

Smack!

Even from your distance you hear the sharp smack against the blonde’s skin, as the brunette smacks her ass. The blonde whimpers and her body tightens.

Still swimming, the younger man does laps, back and forth along the length of the pool, oblivious to the brunette, and the couple that is watching him.

Your eyes move back to the young man swimming, but more precisely to the well dressed woman intently watching him. It’s a bit too far away for you to make out clearly, but it seems when he swims mecidiyeköy escort toward the end of the pool she is sitting on, she leans forward and says something to him. He pauses mid-stroke, then pushes off the wall and swims back to the other end toward you.

He completes the lap and again pushes off, swimming back to the other end, only this time, instead of continuing, he stops and moves toward the steps in the corner of the pool.

The well-dressed woman’s eyes stay on him as he exits the pool. The man next to her stares as well. As he walks up the steps and out of the pool, his hard, slim body glistens. Wearing nothing but tight, wet, clingy boxers, the outline of his hard cock is obvious. Even from your distance in the dim light, you can make out the outline of his hardness. You can’t take your eyes off it.

The young man walks up the steps toward her. Her eyes never leave him. He pauses several feet in front of her. Her eyes move slowly up and down the length of his body.

You watch intently from your table, as her eyes stop and fixate on the hardness between his legs. She looks up at him as if to convey what she wants.

He looks backs toward you.

When he looks back, you are already looking right at him. He eyes stop on you. You stare right back, hesitating for an instant before simply nodding.

His eyes turn away from you and back to the well dressed lady and her companion. He looks right at her as his hands move to his hips. He slips his thumbs inside the waistband of his wet, clingy boxers. Slowly he slides them over his hips and down onto the tile next to the pool.

You watch as he stands naked, his huge, thick cock completely exposed. He’s clean shaven like the rest of his body. And his cock is so hard it juts out form his body, hanging still in the air, curving up toward the sky.

Seeing the silhouette of his sleek body and hard cock arching in the air, your skin tingles, and your pussy clenches.

You watch the well dressed woman as her mouth hangs open, overwhelmed by the site before her. It’s almost as if you can see her mouth watering as the lust overcomes her.

She stares at the sight to behold before her, aching to touch it, to wrap her hands around it.

The young man stands in front of her, just out of her reach. His cock stands at attention. She turns to the well-dressed man sitting next to her and grins, obviously pleased with the sight in front of her.

She reaches out her hand and motions for the man and his cock to step closer. It’s clear she wants to get a better look, to touch the hardness between his legs.

With the invitation to come closer, the young man looks back across the pool.

You stare back but don’t motion one way or the other. Instead you stand up. And with that man’s eyes move to the ground and he remains standing where he is.

You start walking toward the other end of the pool. For the first time the well dressed woman seems to notice you. Until then, she seemed to think she could do whatever she wanted and that whatever property she desired was hers.

But now that the young man refused her direction to step closer, she suddenly realizes that not be the case.

She takes her eyes off the prize in front of her, and watches you saunter across the patio toward them. Your dress perfectly accentuates your body.

When you arrive, there is an awkward pause in the proceedings. You look at the younger man. He briefly lifts his eyes from the ground to acknowledge you. You look down to admire his thick cock, still rock hard from all the attention.

As you look, you reach down and cup the young man’s balls, fondling them briefly. The man doesn’t react. He stands perfectly still, quite aware that his body is yours to do with as you please.

As you touch him, you look across at the well dressed woman.

“Do you like what you see?” you ask.

“Yes,” she replies as she stares at your hand fondling his balls, “very much so.”

“He is quite nice, isn’t he?” you reply, smiling slyly.

Moving to wrap your delicate hand around his thick cock, his body noticeably tenses as you gingerly slide your fingers up and down the length of his shift.

The well dressed lady’s mouth hangs open as she watches.

“I’m Donna,” you say as you introduce yourself.

“I’m Sarah,” she replies.

You turn toward the man that is accompanying her, and look him up and down briefly.

“Is he yours?”

“Yes,” Sarah replies, ‘his name is Alex.”

Your eyes go back to the young man’s thick cock, you watch as you continue sliding your hand up and down its length, showing it off, like the trophy that it is.

Sarah just escort bayan taksim watches, fixated on his cock and your hand wrapped around it. Alex stares at the floor, embarrassed by the attention Sarah is focusing on the young man and his cock.

You look toward Alex. His eyes shift away from your gaze.

“He is very obedient,” you say.

She looks at him briefly, then back at you, “Yes, he is.”

Alex stands up, he doesn’t need to be told. Sarah moves closer to him, reaching over his pants and between his legs to make sure he is hard.

You smile was you watch. Alex is clearly uncomfortable.

“Can I see?” you ask.

Sarah hesitates, clearly unsure how to react.

“He doesn’t compare.”

You go back fondling your trophy, making it obvious what you have.

Alex becomes even more uncomfortable, trying not to look at the cock that surely dwarfs his.

“That’s okay,” you say, “let’s compare anyway.”

Sarah’s shoulders slump. She knows she can’t refuse the request, especially after openly lusting over something that wasn’t hers. The party doesn’t work that way. Walking around in diamonds and a fancy dress, she thought she owned the place and that she could have anything she wanted.

Now it’s clear that’s not the case and that she must pay for her brazenness and bravado.

She steps aside and nods to Alex. There is nothing more she can do.

You watch as he slowly strips. First he removes his shoes and socks, next his jacket and neatly pressed shirt. You look him up and down as he does.

He pauses when he gets to his belt and looks at you for guidance instead of Sarah. You nod for him to continue. He does, methodically undoing his belt and letting it fall to the chair behind him.

Next he pulls down his zipper, letting his pants slide over his hips and onto the ground.

All that’s left between him and his hard cock is a pair of black boxer briefs.

Once again, he pauses and looks in your direction. Sarah looks at you as well.

You nod. Alex slips his two thumbs inside his waistband and starts to ever so slowly slide his boxers down.

He pulls them down over his hip bone and down the length of his legs. Your eyes travel with his hands as he finally steps out of the briefs and sets them aside.

He stands up, his body perfectly straight as he casts his eyes down at the ground in front of him.

You smile as he stands completely exposed in front of you.

His long lean body stands on display for all to see. His chest and his cock are both completely shaved, and the rest of his body, save his head, lacks any significant amount of body hair.

His cock is small, and pales in comparison to the younger man still in your grip. Being completely shaved provides a clear view of what he has to offer. His cock stands at attention, jutting slightly upward but with no curvature whatsoever.

You give Alex and his cock a good once over, and then with a simple nod from you, he spins his body around, so that you may get a full view.

Both you and Sarah watch as he spins, his entire body an object on display. He stops when he gets back around.

You smile at his obedience and step toward him, focusing on his cock as you do. He looks away as you approach.

Standing beside him now, you reach out and gingerly hold his balls. You continue fondling him as you stare down at his hardness. You can feel his body tense and shy away as you do.

He’s clearly nervous to be on display like this, knowing he doesn’t measure up.

His body flinches when you briefly squeeze his balls. Nonchalantly you move your hand from his balls to his shaft. You wrap your hand around it. It’s obviously no match for the younger man standing next to you.

You look down as you gently touch it. You see goose bumps start to form on his skin.

“It’s so nice and smooth,” you say as you touch it.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies.

“Does she make you shave it?” you ask as your eyes turn toward Sarah.

“So that it looks bigger than it is?”

“Yes ma’am.”

You continue to touch it, grinning as you do.

“It’s so cute.”

You look up at the younger man standing nearby. His huge cock is still standing at attention.

You motion for him to come closer. You smile at Sarah as you do.

The younger man moves to stand next to you. Now you’re situated between the two naked men, slyly smiling, with two hard cocks flanking either side.

With your hand still wrapped around the Alex’s cock, you look down at the younger’s man’s cock.

“Come closer.”

He takes a step closer. The two men are now facing each other, with you standing slightly escort behind but in between them.

Their hard cocks are now pointing directly at each other.

Alex’s cock stands straight and stiff, angled slightly up. His cock looks tiny in comparison. The young man’s cock almost seems to throb, as it stands at attention curved toward the ceiling.

You clearly relish the situation. Two hard cocks right in front of you, on display for your pleasure.

Sarah remains silent knowing there isn’t much she can do.

You wrap one hand around each cock, clearly playing up the difference with how easy it seems to wrap your hand around one, but how much harder it is to grip the other.

With both cocks in your hand, you look towards Sarah and smile. Sarah is clearly at a loss.

“What do you think Sarah?” as you move the cocks in your hand.

“Yes.” she says sheepishly.

“Yes what?” you reply, “Yes, they don’t compare?”

“Yes, they don’t compare,” Sarah says…

“No, they don’t do they?”

You playfully move your hand up and down the shaft of the younger man.

“This one is so big and thick.”

Then you move your hand up and down the shaft of the other.

“And this one is…well…cute I guess.”

You look directly at Sarah.

“No wonder you wanted to see this,” as you move your fingers along the length of the young man’s cock.

“But that’s not very nice, looking at things that aren’t yours, is it?”

“No,” is the only thing she can say.

You nod, acknowledging what you both know. Sarah takes several steps forward, close to where you are standing with the two men.

You suggestively run your hand up and down the shaft of the younger man.

“You’d love to do this, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes,” Sarah softly replies.

“You want to touch this big cock, don’t you? To feel it throb in your hand.”

“Yes.”

“To feel it inside you, filling you, stretching you, overwhelming you.”

“Yes.”

You stroke it like the prize that it is, right in front of her.

“It’s so big and so thick and so hard, isn’t it?”

You hold it out towards her, forcing her to look at the cock you own, the cock in your hand.

She nods silently, embarrassed by the situation and badly wanting what she can’t have.

“Do you think you could handle a cock like this?”

She doesn’t answer.

You grab the other man’s cock.

“After seeing this little thing that you brought, I don’t think so.”

You look down at the little cock in your hand.

“I’m not sure what this is even good for.”

You move your free hand to the big cock, now taking a cock in each hand.

“But this, well,” you say smiling.

“This is mine.”

Sarah bows her head.

“What makes you think you can come to my party and try and take what is mine?”

Sarah stares at the ground, never moving.

“You come here in your jewelry and your fancy clothes.”

You turn and grab the well dressed man’s small cock.

“And all you offer is this.”

Sarah eyes lift slightly.

“Is that that best you can do?”

Sarah doesn’t answer. She briefly raises her head to catch your eye, before returning her gaze to the ground like a little school girl being scolded.

You turn toward Alex and look directly into his eyes. As you do you take his shaft in your hand, moving it up and down, seductively, tantalizingly.

His mouth hangs open, as his eyes roll back in his head. Tiny whimpers escape from his lips that he desperately tries to conceal.

Sarah looks up to see what is happening. She freezes at the sight, humiliated, and unable to say a word.

The man’s body goes limp as you continuing stroking him. His whimpers become louder.

Then suddenly you stop.

“This is the best you can do?”

Sarah looks up, directly at you.

She pauses as your eyes meet. Not a word his spoken. After the awkward pause, she relents, and casts her eyes downward once again.

You turn and look at the younger man, nodding briefly.

He turns and walks away, moving to a nearby table, and grabbing a small metal stool that is lying there.

He returns and sets the stool next to you. Then tenderly taking your hand, he helps you step onto the stool.

In your high heels, standing on the stool, you now look down at Sarah.

Your eyes move toward Alex and his tiny cock. A smile begins to form on your face. Sarah watches your every move.

Your smile widens as you look back at the young man’s big, hard, throbbing cock next to you.

Then you look back toward Sarah standing beneath you.

Your gaze turns from a smile into something more serious.

Sarah looks up from the ground. Your eyes remain locked on her as she steps forward.

Now standing directly in front of you, Sarah looks up, while you look down straight into her eyes. You nod gently.

Sarah kneels before you.

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A Grand Slam

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I went to watch the Wales versus Ireland rugby game on Saturday. I’m not a follower of rugby, but any excuse for a drink in the company of lots of men gets my vote! Unfortunately when I have had a few drinks I get a little cocky and think I know it all, which was obviously not the case at the weekend. With just having had St. Patrick’s Day I was all for Ireland winning the game, and made a bet with a bunch of Welsh supporters that Ireland would win. I offered to bet £20 but they said if I was that sure I should make it £100. I guess the drink bolstered my confidence so I agreed, even though I didn’t have that amount of money with me.

It all started so well, but it was soon obvious that I had made a bit of a mistake, and throughout the match the guys were getting full of themselves about taking my money. I phoned a few of my friends and asked them to come bail me out, but they had gone to Liverpool shopping and wouldn’t be back in time. I decided there was only one thing for it, and that was to get drunk! I went to the bar to get another bottle of wine and thought about sneaking out, but one of the guys had followed me and escorted me back into the pool room that had the big screen.

It was only half time and I could already feel the effects of the first bottle of wine. Some of the guys were playing pool and I watched them for a while. They were both pretty useless, which gave me an idea. I would wait until after the match and offer to play them and make the bet double or quits.

Before long the game restarted and for a minute I hoped Ireland looked like getting back into it, but I guess that was just wishful thinking. I poured myself another glass and carried on with my original idea of getting drunk. Pretty soon the game ended with Wales emerging victorious and winning the Grand Slam. The guys were shouting and jumping around in celebration and I thought for a minute that they had forgotten about our bet, but no such luck.

“Come on then girl, pay up” one of them demanded.

“How would you like to make it double or quits,” I asked.

“What do you have in mind,” asked gaziantep escort one of the guys who I had watched earlier.

“I will play you at a game of pool, and if you win I will give you £200, but if I win we call it quits.”

“Ok you’re on,” he said.

I set the balls up, and we tossed a coin for the break, which I won.

As I bent to play my shot one of the guys wolf whistled. He was stood at the bottom of the table and had a great view down the front of my top as it hung loose, showing off a good deal of cleavage. I made a good break, getting a red in and I went on to pot another two before I missed. He missed his first shot and I got another one in before I missed my next ball. This was looking easy, and I asked if they wanted to make it more interesting. I was surprised they agreed, and when they said they would write off my debt and give me £100 if I won I said ok.

“But what if by some miracle you win,” I said with a sarcastic smirk on my face.

“Then you get on the table and give us a strip,” he said.

I knew it was a bit risky agreeing to their bet, but I had virtually got the game won so I said ok.

Have you ever had a sinking feeling in your stomach when you know you’ve been conned?

He bent to play his shot…….and that was it, I never got to play another ball, he even smiled at me as he sank the black ball, cocky sod never even watched it go in, just looked at me the whole time.

The whole place erupted with cheers as the ball went down, almost as loud as when the rugby game was won!

“Here, let me help you up on the table,” one of them offered.

He took hold of me around the waist and lifted me up in one quick move. I couldn’t believe I had been so stupid.

“Put some music on the juke box for me,” I asked.

Some smart sod must think he was really clever, and I started dancing seductively as “Sink the Pink” began playing.

There must have been about 30 guys watching me as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and shrugged it off my shoulders. I had a sheer white bra on which left very little escort gaziantep to the imagination. My nipples were clearly visible and were standing erect. I kicked off my shoes and unfastened my belt and pulled it from the loops in my jeans. Taking hold of each end I slipped it between my legs and began rubbing myself on it, working it back and forth. The guys were really getting into it and some of the comments were getting pretty rude, some of them telling me to “rub my pussy” on it.

I dropped the belt and unfastened the buttons on my jeans. Wriggling my hips I slipped them down really slowly to reveal my matching panties. I sat on the table and offered my legs to the guys, asking them to pull my jeans off for me. So there I was, sat on a pool table in the middle of the day wearing nothing but a very see through set of lingerie. I stood up and slowly walked around the edge of the table, letting them all feast their eyes on me. They were all drooling at my Brazilian which was clear through my panties.

Reaching behind my back I unfastened my bra and as it fell I cupped my breasts in my hands. I could feel my erect nipples poking in to my hands and I began to rub them. It felt good, very good. I raised my arms I the air, giving them all their first look at my naked breasts. The whistling and cheering began again and it had the effect of making me feel very desirable.

I lay out on the table and began caressing my body, paying a lot of attention to my nipples. I was suddenly feeling very turned on, and as I writhed around I could feel my pussy moisten.

I raised my bottom off the table and hooked my thumbs into the waist band of my panties. As I peeled them off I could feel them cling to my wet pussy….god I was turned on. Reaching between my legs I cupped my pussy. The heat down there was unbelievable, and I couldn’t resist slipping a finger between my folds. I was so wet my finger went in easily. I brought it out and up to my clit, using my wetness to lubricate it as I slowly worked circles all around it. It felt amazing and I closed my eyes as I felt my gaziantep escort bayan orgasm approaching. My other hand was pulling on my nipple as I worked my pussy.

I slipped two fingers inside myself, then added a third. I love the feeling of being full.

“Why don’t you try using this,” I heard a voice say.

Opening my eyes I saw a guy holding out a pool cue. I looked at it for a second, it was quite thick, just how I like it, but the thought of putting something inside myself that had god knows what on it made me say no.

“It could have all sorts of germs on it,” I said.

With that he pulled out his wallet and removed a condom, opening the packet and rolling it over the cue. I suddenly needed to feel it inside me, to feel my tight pussy being stretched wide in front of all these guys. Looking straight at him, I spread my legs wide and said,

“Do it to, fuck me with it,” I begged.

I used my hands to spread my pussy lips open for him as he slide the end of the condom covered cue into my hot, wet pussy. It felt so hard, not like the real thing but it felt oh-so-good! I began to flick my clit again as he fucked me with it, the crowd encouraging him to “do it to the slut” and “fuck the bitch.” This just made me feel hornier, sluttier. My pussy was on fire now, so hot and wet that my juices began trickling down the cheeks of my bottom. My orgasm came quickly, and as I shuddered I felt myself squirt as I came.

I was breathing so hard my breasts were jiggling as my chest rose and fell, and as he withdrew the cue I felt so empty. I looked around at the faces in the crowd, every one of them looking at me hungrily. I had the urge to have a real cock inside me, but I knew that if I went down that road I wouldn’t be able to stop them if they all wanted to fuck me, and I didn’t fancy being gangbanged by 30 guys.

I sat up on the table and asked for my clothes. From the back of the crowd my jeans and blouse appeared, but someone had kept my bra and panties as a souvenir! As I got dressed the guys began to clap and cheer, but slowly the crowd thinned out. Some of them were loitering around, possibly in the hope that they might get lucky, but I made my excuses and left.

All week I have been thinking of what I did, and I have played with myself every night fantasising about what would have happened if I had let them all fuck me. Maybe next time…

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A Peek at the Comics Ch. 06

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don’t expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not.

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I stopped over at Montoni’s for a slice of pizza one night with plans to survey the crowd for other potential women to peek at and when I saw Mr. Moore, who’d been one of my teachers in high school, I remembered that he helped out with managing Montoni’s during summer break. I was taken by surprise when Mrs. Williams, who’d worked in the school office, came in to see him then kissed him goodbye and said she’d pick him up later. I got to thinking about the potential for seeing something between the two of them as I sat there or even just catching a Mrs. Williams naked, since she was not hard on the eyes for an older woman. She was also one of the few black women in town and the thought of seeing some darker skin was pretty enticing. I didn’t think I’d have the time to figure out where the two of them lived that night before closing, so I decided to come back later in my car and try following them. If that didn’t work out, I’d just figure out the next day where they both lived and add their houses to my growing list of potential peeping sites.

Since it would be a few hours before Montoni’s closed, I visited a few other windows with limited success. As closing time drew nearer, I found a spot where I could see Mrs. Williams’ arrival and be ready for a discreet tailing. I watched as a car parked at the back of the building in the spot reserved for the tenant in the apartment above the pizzeria but wasn’t surprised when Mrs. Williams emerged from the gaziantep escort shadows, as I’d seen a “For Rent” sign in the upstairs apartment window. I decided to stay where I was until they emerged and, if the car didn’t go anywhere once they were in it, I’d sneak up closer; otherwise, I’d maintain the plan to try to follow them.

I was surprised a short while later, after the rest of the employees were gone, when Mr. Moore and Mrs. Williams rounded the corner of the building and, rather than heading for her car, started up the stairs to the apartment. I was pretty sure that the only way to see into the apartment would be through the window next to the door at the top of the stairs, so I’d have to follow them if was going to attempt to see anything. Fortunately, the outside light over the door was not on. I didn’t know what part of the apartment that window would look into or what the chances were that I’d actually be able to see anything, but I figured that, with the apartment vacant, the lack of furniture might keep them from wandering too far from the door.

As soon as the door was closed behind them, I slipped stealthily over and up the stairs, then peeked into the window. I was looking into the kitchen, where Mr. Moore and Mrs. Williams stood, making out while his hands were kneading her ass through her short skirt. I didn’t have to wonder very long if they might move further into the empty apartment when Mrs. Williams pulled her mouth away from Mr. Moore’s, said something I couldn’t hear, then dropped to her knees. I felt the blood begin flowing to my cock as she unfastened his belt then opened his jeans. She worked them down a little bit, then fished out his rigid tool and pumped it in her fist before engulfing it between her thick lips.

Mr. Moore’s hands went immediately to her hair as he threw his own head back and closed his eyes. With one hand, Mrs. Williams was pumping Mr. Moore’s cock while she slid her lips up and down it and, with the escort gaziantep other, she was caressing his balls. I did not pull out my cock despite how hard it was because I was going to wait until I saw some of Mrs. Williams’ chocolaty skin. I chanced a quick glance down at her ass and became even more anxious to see what was under her short skirt. Fortunately, she didn’t spend too much time sliding her thick lips up and down Mr. Moore’s tool before standing up and turning her back on us.

She bent over while raising her skirt, just as I’d hoped, then started sliding her panties down, revealing her round, black ass to us. Mr. Moore stepped up behind her and guided his pink tool between her lips, then grasped her by the hips and pulled her back until he was completely embedded and his hips were pressed against her ass. As she reached one hand back between her legs while bracing herself against the kitchen counter with the other, Mr. Moore started to slowly fuck her. Once he had a good rhythm going, he moved his hands up to squeeze her big tits through her blouse while continuing to pump his cock in and out of her.

I still had not extracted my cock because I wanted to see her tits and, hopefully, her pussy while I was stroking off, though I was not expecting to see her naked. In the meantime, I was watching her ass jiggle each time Mr. Moore’s hips tapped against it. I noticed that her panties were still around her ankles and, combined with her skirt around her waist, I found this surprisingly erotic. I also realized that I could hear her moaning coming through the window and it sounded like it was getting louder around the same time it appeared that she was pushing back against his incoming thrusts. I hoped that Mr. Moore wasn’t close to being done because I didn’t want to end up dashing down the stairs without seeing more of Mrs. Williams’ flesh and without having a chance to cum myself.

As had been the case quite a bit since I started my new hobby, gaziantep escort bayan I completely lucked out. Mr. Moore continued to fuck Mrs. Williams as she appeared to be cumming but, when she’d finished, he pulled out and had her straighten up and turn around. They made out briefly as he lifted her onto the counter, leaving her panties on the floor, and, before he slipped into her again, she raised her skirt and spread her legs, giving me a quick look at her black bush. I debated whether to pull my cock out yet but, as Mr. Moore started fucking her again, he was also unbuttoning her blouse. I held off until he had her blouse completely open and, after fondling her tits through her bra, he unfastened it and raised it up above them. I had my cock out at about the same time as I got my first look at her succulent brown globes before Mr. Moore’s hands were all over them.

I was slowly stroking my rigid cock compared to Mr. Moore, who appeared to be fucking Mrs. Williams a lot harder and faster now. I wasn’t seeing as much as I would have liked, but I was still completely aroused by what I had seen. I was getting close to cumming when Mr. Moore pulled out and Mrs. Williams hopped off the counter. I was happy to get another look at her pussy before her skirt covered it and even happier when she took her tits in her hands and squeezed them around Mr. Moore’s cock. She had only slid them up and down a couple of times before I was shooting my load onto the wall below the window. At about the time I was finished and was tucking my cock away, Mr. Moore’s cock erupted all over Mrs. Williams’ tits.

I couldn’t skulk away while there was still ebony flesh to be seen, so I remained in place, ready to quietly descend the stairs as soon as they were headed toward the door. Mr. Moore stood there with his cock hanging out, catching his breath, as Mrs. Williams first scooped his cum into her mouth, then pulled her bra cups back down over her tits. As she stood and pulled her panties back on, I got one last look at her ass, then moved slowly down the stairs and headed for home before they even came out of the apartment. I was still going to try to figure out where they both lived, but I wasn’t expecting that I’d see anything else if I followed them that night, so I decided not to bother.

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A Day by the Pool Pt. 02

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Part 1

‘Are you sure this is a good idea?’ I asked my friend as we were getting out of the car. ‘What if there are people we know here?’

It had been two weeks since our nude sunbathing and mutual masturbation. Is that what it is called though? We masturbated in front of each other. So, whatever that is. Ok, and then we kissed a bit.

Since then we ignored it for about a week but then started talking about it. We both agreed that the catalyst for the whole thing was being nude outside and how much of a turn on that was. From there one thing led to another. The other being that there is a nude beach not too far from where I live. It is something that was always joked about at school. People told stories of going but I’m not sure anyone ever did. It was never something that was talked about seriously and never something that was discussed in any way other than: ‘ew, wouldn’t that be weird.’

But things were different now. We had both admitted to each other that we really liked being nude outside. Inside too I supposed. When I think about it, that is probably might explain why I’ve always slept naked. Apart from that I’ve never really had any opportunities be nude until the past few years since I finished high school and my parents were happy to leave me in the house alone.

‘Well, everyone will be doing the same thing, so they are not going to care,’ came the immediate reply from my friend. We were sitting in the parking lot, and had been for a few minutes. We had both agreed to go to the nude beach, but once we were there we froze.

‘Ok, let’s talk this through then,’ I said. ‘We are talking about getting naked in public.’

‘Not public. In public it is against the rules. At this beach it is actually the rule to be naked.’

‘Ok, that is fair.’

‘So, what is worrying you the most?’ she asked.

That was a big question. A really big one. What was worrying me? I was able to admit to myself that I liked being naked. That I liked swimming in the nude. I go to the beach all the time in bikinis. What is the problem? What?

‘What if someone sees us? What if they think we are weird?’ That was my problem. The shame of being weird and different.

‘Umm. I think I’ve already answered that, haven’t I?’

‘Ok, yes. But it is hard to shake.’

‘I know. I feel the same way.’

‘You do? Why didn’t you say?’ I asked.

‘Because I’m busy talking you off the ledge!’

‘But if you don’t want to go either…’

‘Hang on, I didn’t say that. I just said I was scared. I definitely want to do this.’

‘What? I’m confused.’ I said.

‘Ok,’ she said. ‘I’ll try to explain.’

She hesitated a moment, as if collecting her thoughts, then continued, ‘I’m nervous. I’m a bit scared. The idea of being out there in front of people is terrifying. The idea of being judged is terrifying. We are sitting in this car and putting it off and I’m kind of ok with that. But on the other hand, Well, how can I put this.’

Then she continued, ‘I’m wet just thinking about going out there nude. And I really really want to do it, no matter how scary it is.’

This shocked me. I couldn’t believe she was telling me she was wet. I felt an immediate a tingling in my pussy, and I immediately thought back to when I was staring directly at her wet pussy.

‘What?’ she asked.

‘Ok. Firstly, you’ve talked me into it. It is good to know you are nervous too. And I want to go with you. I’ll need you to take the lead though.’ Then I stopped talking. Not sure how to continue.

‘And secondly?’

‘Well, secondly. Secondly now I’m a bit turned on too. And thirdly, I can’t believe you said that!’

‘What, that I’m wet?’ she quickly replied. Then she moved her hand to her pussy. We were both wearing bikinis with sarongs over the top. Enough to cover everything when we were standing but sitting down allowed easy access to the pussy, should that be a goal. It never had been before but apparently things change.

I looked at her hand and saw it go between her legs, and rub up and down. Then I looked at her. She was looking at me, and smiled. She moved her hand again and when I looked down again I saw her hand going down the front of her bikini, all the way down between her thighs. I saw her clearly rubbing her clit, then moving further down and pushing a finger into her pussy. Then she pulled it out and reached over to me. She traced my lips with her finger and I could feel that it was wet and could smell her pussy on her finger. Instinctively I opened my mouth and licked her finger. She pushed it into my mouth and I closed my lips on it and circled it with my tongue. Our eyes met and she said, ‘You are so fucking hot. My god.’

I opened my mouth and she took out her finger. ‘So are you.’

It was probably only a moment that elapsed but a thousand thoughts went through my head. I couldn’t believe that I’d just had her finger in my mouth. I couldn’t believe that her finger had her juices on it. And I couldn’t believe how much I liked it.

‘So, you ready now?’ she asked, breaking elazığ escort me out of my thoughts.

‘Are you asking if I am so turned on by the idea of this, and of seeing you naked again, that it outweighs the fear of being naked in public?’

‘Yes, that is exactly what I’m asking.’

‘Then yes, absolutely,’ I replied.

‘Awesome. Let’s do this.’ She opened the door and got out of the car and I automatically did the same.

We walked around to the back of the car to get our bags. There was a sign up, just for people like us, it seemed. ‘Please remain dressed in the parking lot. Disrobe when you reach the beach.’

I closed the trunk and turned to my friend. She smiled at me, took my hand, then turned towards the path to the beach.

Part 2

The path wound through some dunes so you couldn’t see the beach until you were right on it, which I suppose is part of the reason it was designated a nude beach. It wouldn’t really be the same if it could be seen from the road!

Suddenly, as we wound around a corner, we were on the beach. The ocean was in front of us, gentle waves crashing on the beach. The beach itself was incredible. Soft sand, about 50 yards from where we were to the water, which curved around in a horseshoe shape, making it secluded but big enough to feel open.

Both of us stopped when we got to the beach. We looked at each other, then back to the beach.

‘Ok, where to now?’ I asked.

‘Let’s go over there,’ she said, pointing to the area to the right of the entrance we were standing in.

She immediately started walking in the direction she pointed, and I, of course, followed. It was a perfect day, so there were quite a few people there. It felt very awkward to look at them, but it was hard not to. Thank god for sunglasses. There was an old couple walking to the beach, hand in hand. Two women sunbathing on their backs, and a guy sunbathing on his stomach. They were all nude, but we were still wearing our bikinis and sarongs.

‘Are we supposed to be naked already?’ I asked.

‘Nah, let’s just find a good spot and get settled. Then do it.’

‘Ok, that sounds good.’

We kept walking, getting closer and closer to the guy on his stomach. He was facing the other way and couldn’t possibly have known we were there . Then he rolled onto his back and I could see his face. My heart dropped, and I squeezed my friend’s hand.

‘Oh my god. That is our old coach, right?’ I whispered.

‘Oh wow. I think you’re right.’

‘What do we do?’

‘We keep going of course. On the same path we were already on.’

‘This is weird.’

‘Yes, but it will be weird for him too. And we are still dressed.’

This helped me control the knots in my stomach and I kept walking next to her. We were getting closer and closer. I could make out more and more of him and could eventually see his and heavily groomed groin.

Just as I was starting to wonder if he had noticed us, he looked directly over at us and waved.

‘What do we do?’ I asked.

‘Well, we need to be polite, and normal, I think.’

So, we walked over towards our naked coach. My god this was weird.

‘Hey guys,’ he said. ‘Beautiful day for it.’

‘Sure is,’ replied my friend instantly. Taking it all in her stride.

‘I haven’t seen you here before,’ he said.

‘First time,’ she said, and smiled.

‘Oh, awesome. You’ll love it. Just relax. No one cares about anything here.’

‘Ok, thanks for the advice. See you later.’ She said, and started walking. I wasn’t feeling anywhere near as brave as she did, but gave him a quick smile and followed my friend, a step or two behind.

‘That was SO weird,’ I said.

‘Well, like I said, it is probably just as weird for him to see us.’

‘Ok, maybe, but he was naked.’

‘Well, we will be too. And he will see it.’

‘What?’ I quickly asked.

‘We are stopping here.’ she said.

We were about 20 yards away from where he was and my friend stopped and put her bag down.

‘Are you serious?’

‘Absolutely.’

‘But we are so close.’

‘No we aren’t, and he isn’t even looking in this direction. We have to stop somewhere and this is a pretty great spot.’ With that she reached down and started unpacking her towel and sunscreen.

I stood still for a moment, with my bag still in my hand. I quickly realised that I was still just scared, and that the next step was to find a spot and take my clothes off. Then I realised, there was no spot to take my clothes off. I would be doing it out in the open. And this shook me and excited me, like just about everything else. Somehow it seemed different to be suddenly magically naked, compared to stripping off in public. Stripping can be such a sensual thing. But… ‘Oh, come on, get a grip and just do it,’ I thought to myself. Then I put my bag down and started unpacking it, just as my friend was.

We both took off our sarongs and started to put sunscreen on, just like we had done hundreds of times before at the beach. Legs, first, escort elazığ then arms. Stomach and chest, then neck and face. At this point we usually do each other’s backs. I was just finishing my face when my friend turned around and asked me to do her back. I moved over and squirted out some sunscreen. Then, without saying anything, she took her top off. I gasped out loud.

‘Wow, I can’t believe you just did it, simple as that.’

‘Well, not that simple, but pretty amazing.’

‘Really?’

‘Oh, yes. Can you feel that light breeze?’

‘No.’

‘Well, you will feel it on your nipples once you take your top off.’

‘Haha, ok, that’s something to look forward to.’

I kept going on her back. She has a big back, wide shoulders, and I love both those things. She’s pretty muscular but not excessively so. And, at 6-1, she was quite a specimen.

She knew when I was done and turned around to face me. That was when I saw those incredible boobs again.

‘Wow, they are still spectacular,’ I said, unable to help myself.

‘Thanks sweetie. That’s always nice to hear. Now it is time for your back, ok?’

I looked at her. ‘Ok, I’m ready. But we need to swap places.’

‘Why?’

‘Because he is over there, I don’t want to be facing him.’

‘Absolutely no way,’ came the immediate response. ‘Suck it up and do it.’

She said the last part more strongly than the first. So much so that I turned around and did what I was told without thinking. I undid my top and let it fall onto my towel. Oh my god, I was actually doing this. I felt like I should be covering up my boobs, but knew I didn’t have to. I was terrified but also so turned on.

‘Oh my god.’

‘I feel like you are saying that a lot,’ she said.

‘I’m thinking it a lot too!’

‘Haha, me too.’

Then I felt her hands on my bare back, rubbing in the sunscreen. I just stood there and looked around as she did her job. I could see our coach lying on his back, looking straight up. I hoped he couldn’t see me. A bit further away I could see the couple returning from the beach. Then some more further away. All in all I counted about 25 people. All different sizes and shapes and genders. All naked.

‘All done sweetie,’ I heard.

I turned around and faced her.

‘Hey, my eyes are up here,’ she said.

‘Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.’

‘Want to touch them?’

‘Out here? No way. Jesus.’

‘Pity,’ she said, then changed the subject somewhat. ‘I still love your nipples and would love to touch them.’

‘Hell no.’

‘Maybe later?’

This relaxed me a little, ‘well, that might be possible,’ and I smiled.

‘In that case I guess I’ll have to put sunscreen on my own boobs,’ she said, and started doing just this. I did the same, but was watching her every move. My nipples were starting to tingle and were definitely getting hard. I couldn’t help but start to rub them and tweak them. She was doing just the same and we were both clearly enjoying ourselves.

‘Probably should stop now,’ she said. ‘We still have more to do.’

I knew what she meant but didn’t want to bring it up myself.

I watched her as she stopped rubbing her nipples and moved her hands to her bikini bottoms. She quickly slid them down her legs and took them off then threw them onto the towel.

‘Your turn now.’

‘I can’t’

‘You can and you will,’ she said, with that same slightly forceful tone as before. Once again I did as I was told and very quickly I was standing naked, in front of my naked friend, at the beach, in front of a whole lot of other people.

‘How do you feel,’ she asked.

‘Terrified,’ I replied. ‘Exhilarated,’ I added.

‘I know exactly how you feel.’

‘Really?’

‘Of course, I’m just not complaining about it!’

‘Fuck you,’ I replied.

‘Haha, you’re welcome.’

Then she got her sunscreen. ‘Want some?’ she asked.

She poured some out on my hand, and took some herself. I realised how weird I felt, once again. I’d never put sunscreen on my butt before. I’d never had to. But I followed her lead and protected my butt, then moved around to the front.

‘By the way, I love how clean your pussy is. Do you shave it, or wax?’ she asked.

‘I actually got a Brazilian yesterday, specially. Thanks for noticing,’ and I smiled.

‘Haha, you’re welcome. I shaved this morning specially. And then I masturbated, thinking about this exact moment, finally being nude in public. I am so fucking excited right now. And the only thing I have left to put sunscreen on is my pussy, and as soon as I touch anything near there I’m going to want to masturbate again. Oh, and by the way, belated Overshare Alert.’

‘Haha, too little too late. But also, that’s fine. Not gonna lie, I masturbated as soon as I got home from the waxing. I went home to look at it in the mirror and, well, one thing led to another.’

‘Yeah, I get that, she replied. Then she squirted out some sunscreen and started rubbing it on her skin. Going down from her elazığ escort bayan belly button, to the top of her pussy. I started doing the same and pretty soon we were both trying not to rub out clits at the same time.

‘Ok,’ I said. ‘I think maybe we should go for a swim to cool off.’

‘Oh wow, I thought I’d have to talk you into doing that.’

‘Haha, well, I’m scared as hell, but I’ve got to do something to distract myself from rubbing my clit and staring at your body, otherwise I’m not going to be able to stop myself.’

So, we put away our sunscreen and started walking down to the water. It was such a thrill. Walking along, in public. Wearing nothing at all. Even though there was not much material in a bikini, it felt so different. The breeze felt different. The sun felt different on my skin. My nipples were hard and my pussy was wet. It all felt awesome.

Before long we got to the water. I was a bit disappointed with the idea of my body not being exposed, but excited to feel the water on my skin. It was cold, but not too cold. And we both just started wading in until we were up to our waists. Then took the plunge and ducked under the water. I came up first and was wiping the water from my eyes. Then she came up slowly, facing me. Her head first, then shoulders, then her boobs started coming out of the water. They looked incredible. It was as if a photographer was lighting our tiny little world. The sun was shining perfectly on her, sparkling the water sliding down her boobs, making channels around her nipples. She completely stood up now and looked absolutely spectacular, like an Amazon goddess. All I wanted to do was reach out and touch them, and touch her.

After a few moments she opened her eyes and looked directly at me.

‘This feels incredible,’ she said. ‘And you look incredible. I am very, very, very glad that we came. What about you?’

‘My god. Same. And YOU look incredible. Oh my fucking god. When you came out of the water just then you looked amazing.’

‘Oh, thanks sweetie. Anything in particular?’

I hesitated, as I always seem to do, but thought I’d go with honesty. ‘Your boobs looked just perfect. The light, the water, the situation. It was all I could do not to reach out and touch them.’

‘I wish you had,’ she immediately replied.

‘Are you serious? Out in the open?’

‘I’m serious. I wish you had. I’m not completely sure it would be a good idea though,’ she said, and laughed when she’d finished.

This made me relax. It was nice joking about things. Things that were pretty serious and made me ask questions about myself. But really, I already knew the answers. I knew that my friend turned me on. I knew that I found women attractive, as well as guys. I knew that I was really turned on being naked in public like this. And I knew my friend felt the same. So I started to relax and then I got a bit of courage. But before I could say anything my friend broke the silence.

‘What are you thinking about?’

This time I didn’t hesitate. ‘I’m thinking about how hot you are and about how hot I feel out here naked in the water.’

She smiled. A caring smile. ‘Me too.’

Then she slowly slid down so her boobs were under the water. I could see her hands move to her nipples as she started pinching them. This was all I needed to see and so I copied her actions and I could barely wait until my nipples were below the waterline before I started pinching them hard.

‘Come over here,’ I heard her say as I was thinking about how turned on I was. So I did as I was told and moved over. She took her hands off her nipples and moved them to mine. I dropped my hands so she could access my long hard nipples. I was looking down at her hands as she said, ‘I’ve thought a lot about when you sucked my nipple back at your place. I really want to do it to you.’

‘Out here?’ I asked immediately. But quickly wished I hadn’t. Because I really wanted to feel her mouth on my nipples.

‘Yes, out here.’ She released my nipples and stood up, so I did the same. ‘Move around so that you are facing away from the beach.’

I did as I was told and she moved around to face me. Once again I couldn’t take my eyes off her boobs. But as I was looking at them they quickly disappeared underwater as she ducked down to my nipple level. Before I could say anything she put one in her mouth and sucked hard. It felt incredible. I could only assume no one could see what was happening but I was very quickly too turned on to care. Then she moved to the other nipple. Before putting it in her mouth her eyes looked up at me and she asked, ‘Are you enjoying this as much as I am?’

I smiled and said, ‘Well, I’m enjoying it a lot.’

She smiled back and said, ‘Hopefully I can make it even better.’

She put the other nipple in her mouth and gently nibbled. It felt amazing but not as amazing as a moment later when I felt a hand move up between my legs. I instinctively spread my legs to give access, without thinking that this was my best friend and I was on a public beach.

Quickly her hand moved up and her thumb immediately found my clit. For some reason this surprised me as any guys who had their hand between my legs had no idea where it might be, if they even cared. But this thought was quickly pushed out of my mind as a finger gently slid into me.

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A First on the Beach

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“Will you just tell me what the big surprise is!”

I turned to the gorgeous leggy brunette sitting in the passenger seat of my little red roadster, who had just asked me the same question she had asked me about 50 times already that day.

“You will just have to wait and see” I replied, grinning at her with my trademark cheesey smile.

We were cruising down the ocean highway, heading towards my favourite beach, which was nestled about a half hours’ hike into the national park. I didn’t want to tell her that just yet though, as the beach was something special, and was going to be another first for her.

“Now you did bring everything I told you, didn’t you?” I asked.

“Of course I did, I brought my walking shoes, a towel, good sunscreen and my bikini, just like you said”

I grinned again, thinking to myself that she would be rather surprised in just a few minutes.

We came up to the National Park turn off and I guided the roadster down the narrow ribbon of tarmac. As I did, I reached over and took her hand in mine, squeezing it gently as my excitement built. I had been looking forward to this day for months.

We came up to a road side clearing, where there were a few other cars parked and I pulled in beside an old VW Kombi.

“Come on then” I exclaimed, as I hopped from the car.

She gathered her bag, and helped me wrestle the roof of the roadster up. Once I was comfortable my baby was secure, I grabbed my towel from the trunk, took her hand once more, and led her to a path marked with a “Beach” signpost.

We traipsed down the path, as it wound its way from the top of a ridge where we had parked, down through a beautifully green rainforest. After perhaps ten minutes of walking in silence, she spoke up again.

“This beach must be something special if people are prepared to walk all this way in!”

Once more I grinned, saying “It is definitely something special, the walk keeps the masses away. I think you will love it.”

Just as I said that, we stepped into broad daylight, reaching a look out that had a magic view of the beach we were destined for. It was a magical sight. A crescent of yellow white sand stretched out before us, with the gorgeous blue Pacific lapping at its edges.

“Wow it’s beautiful” she exclaimed.

I smiled with her, and we continued down the path. After another 10 minutes or so of traipsing through the forest, we emerged at the base of a sand dune. We followed the path up the dune and crested the top, stopping once more to take in the view. The same amazing view of beautifully clear water greeted us, as did the warm sand under our feet. We could just see a few towels and people up the northern end of the beach.

“I love it” she exclaimed, and hugged me deeply.

I led her down to the foreshore and towards the southern end of the beach. As we walked we dodged the waves, each trying to kick water at the other, laughing all the way. After a few minutes of fun, I led her back up from the water to the edge of the dunes.

I flipped out my towel and then slid my t-shirt over my head, before stretching out on the towel. After watching me, she dragged her towel from her backpack and positioned it next elazığ escort to mine, before, a little shyly, slipping her t-shirt and shorts off her gorgeous body. I gave a quiet whistle as I admired her, her long lithe body stunning in a tiny black rainbow g-string bikini, the triangles seemingly only just covering those special places on a woman’s body.

“Stop it” she exclaimed, as she quickly settled on to her towel.

We both rolled onto our sides so we were facing each other grinning like silly school kids.

“Aside, from its beauty, there is something else special about this beach, can you guess what” I asked her.

“I have no idea, and I think after such a long journey to get here, you should just tell me” she replied some what impetuously, but with a sparkle in her eye.

I laughed, “OK. In fact I think I will go one better and show you!”

With that I stood, towering over her with my 6 foot height. Her eyes followed me, and with a swift move, I slid my thumbs into the sides of my board shorts and shucked them down my legs, exposing all my glory.

“What are you doing!” she cried.

“Showing you why this beach is special — it’s a nudist beach” I grinned.

She gasped. She giggled. She looked me up and down and grinned some more

“You don’t expect me to go nude do you?!” she exclaimed.

I smiled back at her, settling back down on to my towel.

“I want you to do only what you are comfortable doing, my plan wasn’t to pressure you into anything I promise” I replied.

I delved into my bag and pulled out some sunscreen. I started spreading the lotion over my chest, my legs and my cock and balls. Suddenly she was beside me and it was her hand rubbing the lotion into me, cupping my balls, sliding up and down a shaft that was starting to harden at her touch.

I groaned, enjoying her marvellous touch, my hips thrusting to meet her hand.

“What we are doing now is frowned on at a beach like this” I told her, “The nudists are here to enjoy the sun, not make love”

“More fool them” she laughed before taking her hand away, “Roll over and I will do your back”

I rolled over, and she straddled my back. She squirted some suncream on my back and rubbed it lovingly into my back. Her gentle soft hands sliding from my sides, up my shoulder blades, and then back down my spine. I groaned again and started to drift into a doze as she continued my mini massage. I loved the feeling of her thighs on my bare back side, sliding back and forth as she worked on my back.

With a quick slap on my bum, she clambered off, exclaiming “My turn, my turn!”

She lay on her belly, and I was quickly straddling her gorgeous pert bum, my now semi hard cock nestling along the cleft of her cheeks. I started working sun cream into her body, my hands gliding up her sides. Her bikini top was in the way, so I undid the bow at her neck and back.

“Hey did I say you could do that?” she questioned, a smile clearly in evident in her voice.

I continued my massage, now unhindered by the strings of the bikini. I worked her back firm and strong, just like I knew she liked it. She groaned softly, and I felt her hips gently pushing back escort elazığ against my erection. When I was sure her back was well covered, I moved off her and sat beside her, running more cream up and down her legs.

Leaning over and whispering into her ear “Ok you, time to turn over”.

Without a moment’s hesitation she was lying on her back, smiling with her beautiful grin at me, and her gorgeous perky breasts exposed for all the world to see. I sat between her thighs, her legs over mine, and I started to massage my cream into her body. Hands first swirling over her belly and shoulders, then her sides, before gently massaging those beautiful breasts. Her nipples hardened at the attention, and her breath was coming in shallow gasps now. My cock was nestled against her bikini clad pussy, and my massaging motion meant it was sliding back and forth, a glorious feeling indeed.

I looked around us and made sure we were still “alone” on the beach. I undid the ties on the sides of her bikini bottoms and slid them off her. She gasped, but showed no sign of stopping me. My hardness immediately pressed against her glorious smooth wetness, and it was definitely very wet. We both groaned and rocked gently against one another, savouring the amazing feeling. I rubbed some more sunscreen into her bare mound, before leaning forward and taking her beautiful pointed nipples into my mouth, sucking them into beautiful hard points and then with a flurry was lying back down on the towel, hard cock pointed to the sun.

“Not so fast Mister” she laughed and before I knew it she was kneeling between my thighs. With one firm grip on the base of my hard cock, her mouth was suddenly upon me, licking and sucking, lips gently rolling back and forth over the sensitive head of my hard on. It felt delicious and then she made it even better, with that hand firmly gripping me and stroking me hard up and down. Her enthusiasm built and built, little moans escaping from her mouth as she sucked me harder, driving me more and more crazy.

I couldn’t lie there doing nothing for a moment more, and with some gentle wrestling was able to persuade her gorgeous lithe legs to straddle my face. I pulled her small perfect bum down and pressed my face to her steaming wet pussy. I began licking with long slow licks from top to bottom and back again, getting faster and faster and more and more attention paid to her hard clit. The hand that held her bum slid until I could tease her tight little ass bud. First a gentle teasing circle, and then a gentle thrust inside her, matching the pace of my tongue on her clit. Soon she was bucking up and down on my face and panting hard, in turn making me harder and harder, and thrusting up to meet her mouth.

“I have to have you” she groaned and still with scant regard for our surroundings she was turned around and astride me and lowering that gorgeous body to mine. She grasped my thickness and nestled her wet lips against me, and in one swift motion sat down and took me deeply within her, making us both groan loudly. She began a gentle rocking motion which felt divine and pretty soon we were grinding away at each other like people possessed, moaning and groaning like animals.

My elazığ escort bayan hands were now on her hips rocking her back and forth harder and harder, pushing me every deeper inside her velvet depths. Her body crushed against mine, her clit grinding into me with every thrust. With a gasp she cried “I am going to cum” and groaned long and loud, her body pulsing and quivering all around me. She collapsed on to my chest and rested a moment against my chest, both of us savouring the closeness of our skin.

We lay like that for a few moments, enjoying the sun on our skin. She whispered “I want to make you cum”. She climbed off me and kneeled between my thighs again. Once more she enveloped me in her mouth, sucking harder and deeper than before. Her hand worked me faster and faster, the other one teasing my balls. With just a few minutes of this amazing attention I groaned “I am going to cum”. Rather than slow down this spurred her to go faster and harder, and before I knew it I was arching my back and exploding deep in her mouth. I cried out with sheer pleasure and she sucked me until I could stand it no more.

We both rolled on to our backs, too sated to speak.

After a few minutes she whacked my thigh and said “Come on, we haven’t come all this way to the beach to not have a swim”. With that she was up and running into the surf. I pursued that gorgeous back side into the water and we fell into the waves, the coolness of the water a sharp shock to our systems.

We cavorted in the water, splashing and wrestling, trying to dunk each other under the waves. We drifted out until we could only just touch the sand on the ocean floor, enjoying the calm that the ocean brings. Her beautiful lithe body slid up to me and she wrapped her legs around me. I could resist this gorgeous creature for not a minute more and kissed her deeply.

Our kiss was sensual and playful, tongues darting into one another’s mouths and lips pressed firmly together. My hands held her pert backside and pulled her hard against me, my cock again hardening as I savoured the closeness of her. Her hands caressed my back and her hips began rocking against mine, rubbing her smooth wet slit against the head of my now rock hard cock again. One of my hands slid up her torso, caressing her breasts, teasing the nipples and then gently pinching them, an act she loved and one that brought a sharp intake of breath. Her rocking became stronger, my cock sliding up and down, teasing both her clit and then her sensitive entrance with each slide.

The teasing was too much for me and with a mighty thrust I planted myself deep inside her again. There was nothing gentle about this, I held her hips and brought her down hard against me again and again, making us both cry out in pleasure. She clung to my shoulders as I drove harder and harder into her and our cries grew louder. My cock felt like it was growing bigger and bigger inside her, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. She cried out “Oh baby I am going to cum” and that was all it took for me too, both of us climaxing together in a shuddering shaking mess, as I filled her with my seed.

We held each other tight, gasping for breath and not wanting to let the other one go. Eventually we parted and swam back in to the beach and slowly wandered up to our towels, holding each other’s hands and enjoying the after-glow of another amazing love making session. I certainly hoped it wasn’t the first and last time we would be visiting this beach together.

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A Life Changing Event

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I want to tell you about an experience I had last summer. I am in my mid forties and have been married since I was 20. I married my high school sweet heart so I have not had a lot of experience with men. I love my husband and have been satisfied until earlier this year. My husband is in excellent shape and a very considerate lover. He always makes sure I have an orgasm before he comes. I thought that his five inch penis was normal.

I never had an orgasm through penetration alone and have always had to have oral sex or I would rub my clit as he would penetrate me. I really liked when he would push really hard and push his cock in me really hard. He noticed my response and bought a dildo about 6 inches in length. I really enjoyed his fucking me with the dildo while licking my clit. He then bought a 1 inch penis extension. Even thought I knew it was not really him when he was fucking me, I really responded. He then bought a 2inch extension followed by a 3 inch and 4 inch extension. The 4 inch was so long and so thick I had my first orgasm through penetration. These experiences got me really big cock curious. I wondered if the extension felt that good how good could a real big cock feel. I also wandered whether my husband was less than average in cock size.

This brings us to a trip to San Destin, FL last summer. His eyes never stopped wandering around the beach and checking out the young girls wearing next to nothing. I asked him what he would think if other men were checking me how like he was checking out the other women. He said it would turn him on if other men were looking at me like that.

Because I was married young, fairly conservative and had two kids, I was generally pretty conservative when we went to the beach. I had never really been into exhibitionism. There were times when we were out for dinner or dancing when after a few drinks and a little mild foreplay we would open buttons or zippers, or undress me in the car. Because I was mellow, sexually excited and he wanted to do it, I just let him expose me. The exposure by itself had not really excited me.

This year the kids were not with us and my husband talked me into getting a bikini. At first, I felt very self conscious. The more time we went on the beach, the more comfortable I got. One time I was asleep on my stomach and I felt something cold on my back. I woke up and rolled over. I didn’t realize until too late that my husband had untied my top and as I rolled over I flashed my tits to everyone around us. I grabbed the top and covered up but the damage was done. I noticed that my husband had a huge erection. I got very excited thinking that maybe some of the men near me had also enjoyed seeing my tits and got wetter then I did without foreplay in a long time. I asked my husband if he was happy and he said more then he ever imagined.

We then went to diyarbakır escort a swim suit shop and I bought a skimpier white bikini. I wore it the next day and got even more looks. After coming out of the water my husband commented that the areas of the suit without a liner were nearly transparent when wet. That night when we got home, he cut the liner out of the top and bottom of the bikini. He also rolled and sewed the elastic on the leg holes so the material covering my pussy was even narrower than before. I also shaved my pussy completely bare. When we went to the beach the next day and I got out of the water, he said that you could clearly see my nipples, areoles, and pussy. I have very big meaty pussy lips so he said it was very exciting. I was now really enjoying showing my pussy to everyone.

This brings to the heart of the story. One day I was sitting on the blanket when four young black men came and set their towels up in front of out blanket. They all had skimpy, very tight Speedos on that really showed enormous bulges. They made quite a show of playing Frisbee and showing their bulges. They really got my attention and answered my question of whether my husband’s cock is average.

My husband was asleep on the blanket so I thought I would play. Three of them were facing the other way checking out the other women. One was lying on his stomach facing me. I leaned back with my legs straight out in front of me and tits pushed up. I changed positions and brought my knees up with my feet next to my ass. I then spread my knees so that the material was stretched across my pussy barely covering my pussy lips. Although I couldn’t see his eyes, I am sure that that he was looking at my pussy.

I was getting myself very excited. I decided that I need some lotion so I started rubbing lotion on my shoulders and chest. I worked my way down covering my stomach and reaching toward my pussy. I then straightened and spread my legs working the lotion up toward my pussy. When I got to my pussy, I pulled the material to the side, not quite exposing my entire pussy but enough so that I could rub the outside of my pussy lips. I did one side then the other. By this time I was so hot my pussy was gushing.

I went into the water to cool off and get my suit wet. I left the water and slowly walked passed the young men on the way to our blanket. As I walked by their towels I couldn’t see their eyes because they all had sun glasses on but their faces were all oriented on my pussy. When I got back to our blanket, I sat down facing them and they all laid back and rolled over facing my direction. Only the one that was lying down before was directly in front of me.

This time I straightened and spread my legs. I know my entire pussy had to be as visible as if I had no suit on. I acted like my suit was bothering me escort diyarbakır so I put a finger on each side of the outside of my legs and worked them toward my pussy. When I got to the material covering my pussy, I briefly pulled the suit away so that my pussy was visible through the leg holes to the guy in front of me. He sat up and faced me. I could not believe his cock. It looked like he had a sausage in his suit. It was rock hard and went all the way to the side of his hip. I took my sunglasses off and looked directly at this cock. I looked him in the eyes and then looked back down at his cock.

I slipped a finger in my suit and started to rub my clit. I reached up and pulled my one top cup aside so I could pinch a nipple. I couldn’t believe that I was masturbating while sitting on a public beach with my husband sleeping next to me. The guy watching me started to rub his cock and it seemed to get even harder so that I could see the large vain running along the bottom of his cock. I couldn’t take it any longer so I get up and walked back into the water.

The guy followed not too far behind. When the water got to my waist, I pushed the bottoms down and took them off. I turned around and watch him walk toward me. When he got close, I told him I would trade my bottoms for his suite. He took it off and handed it to me. I reached out and took hold of his cock. I could not believe how big it was. I could put both hands on his cock and only cover about half of it. My fingers could not reach around his cock.

I started to jack him off. He had so much precum that I could easily rub his cock despite the salt water. It did not take long for him to cum and seemed like he spurted out a quart of semen. I continued to face the beach and asked him to come around behind me and rub my pussy. He went behind me and reached around me with both arms. He rubbed my clit with his right hand and started inserting his fingers with his left hand. He has the longest fingers I ever felt. He stuck his middle finger in me until it reached the depth of my pussy. He alternated between deep insertion and intense rubbing of my G-spot. Then he stuck one, two, three and finally four fingers in my pussy. I had one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had. When I looked at our blanket I saw my husband watching us. I also noticed that the other three guys were heading our way. I had no intention of being there with the three of them, so I got my bottoms back and stated walking toward the beach. I got my bottoms on just as my pussy came out of the water.

When I got back to the blanket, I told my husband that we needed to go. I was still very excited and didn’t bother to but on my wrap. I left my husband to gather our stuff and started walking to the parking lot. Instead of the most direct route, I took the route through the most diyarbakır escort bayan people knowing that I might as well have been totally nude.

When we got in the car, I partially reclined my seat and took both my top and bottom off. I closed my eyes and started masturbating again. I was in heaven and didn’t notice anything until I heard my husband ordering a chocolate milk shake. I sill didn’t think anything until I heard my husband talking to someone. I opened my eyes and looked over and saw him talking to a young girl at the window of a MacDonald’s. I heard her call Jeremy and Amanda and then saw three people looking at me. I was so excited that I didn’t care and just closed my eyes and kept rubbing my pussy. I next felt the car stop and heard my husband get out of the car. I looked around and we were parked in a convenience store parking lot. My husband came out with two bags. He told me he bought two six packs of beer.

When we got back to the hotel, I wrapped a towel around me and got out of the car. It covered my tits and just barely covered my pussy (except when I got out of the car). My husband gave me the two bags with the beer and he grabbed the rest of the stuff. I was carrying one bag in each hand as we walked through the lobby and up the stairs to the second floor. I got a lot of stairs as I walked up the stairs.

We were on the elevator on our way to our room on the 10th floor when the elevator stopped on the 6th floor. As the doors started opening, my husband pulled my towel so that it came loose and fell off just as the doors opened. Five teenagers, two girls and three boys, stopped and stared. Both my hands were full so I could do nothing but stand there. As the doors started closing my husband stopped the door and asked if they were going to get on the elevator. They looked at each other and got on the elevator.

As they got on, I moved back in the elevator. All but one of the girls turned and stared at me. One of the boys asked if we were together. I said we are married. He then asked my husband if he could take a picture. My husband said of course. About this time the elevator stopped and the doors opened. My husband pushed the hold button and told them to take the picture. The kid gave his camera to his friend and him and his girl each stood on one side of me and put and arm around me. They took a group shot and then one close up of my pussy. The boy then put his hand on my pussy and the girl held one of my tits for another group shot. My husband said we had to go and started walking down the hall. The boy and girl each gave me a peck on the cheek and said thanks and got back on the elevator.

When we got back to the room, I was so horny and wet that I was shaking. I pushed my husband on the bed pulled of his swim suit and started sucking his cock. He came in about 30 seconds. I never stopped sucking his cock until he was hard again. I then got on my back and had him fuck me long and hard while I rubbed my clit. I finally had another orgasm. It was so intense that I think I passed out. That day changed my life and I didn’t think I would ever have another day that great. I was in for a surprise.

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A Naughty Walk In The Country

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We are going out for a walk in the countryside. it’s a lovely spring day, and I head out to the car wearing a full, knee length cotton skirt, a halter neck top, a jacket and low heeled sandals.

The drive to the coast is very relaxing, and the sun looks very inviting when we clamber out the other end, so I slip my jacket off and leave it in the car – only then do you notice that I’m not wearing a bra, and my full breasts bounce invitingly as we walk along, the cool breeze and my own excitement making my nipples show up clearly through the thin fabric. Your gaze alternates between the spectacular view and my tits, which of course makes me even more aroused. We pause to take in the scenery, and we embrace, you fondling my breasts with one hand and snaking your hand under my skirt with the other. You give a gasp of surprise and an almost-shocked

“Christ!”, when you discover that I am not wearing any knickers either.

I smile and laugh, “Guess I was feeling a bit naughty!”

You caress my ass, pinching and fondling, stroking the crack and making me squirm. We walk on, my skirt lifted up at the back and your hand on my ass as we continue our walk. It is an isolated spot, but sometimes you do get other walkers, and I glance around nervously to make sure no-one else is around.

“What’s the matter?” you ask, smiling.

You know that exposing myself like this is a turn on, and you produce your camera from your pocket and tell me you want some photos of the ‘scenery’.

“Stand with your back to the view and show me those gorgeous tits of yours0”

I happily comply, relishing the breeze on my bare skin and as I look down I can see that my nipples are huge, and rock diyarbakır escort hard.

“Cup your tits and look at me”, you command, “That’s it, now pinch your nipples, twist them hard.”

I let out a low moan, sure that I am not far from coming already.

“Now turn round and bend over. Place your hands on that big boulder there and lift your skirt up.”

I do so, wiggling my arse and looking back over my shoulder with a knowing look.

“Spread you legs a bit wider, show yourself to me. God your lips are so puffy and I can see how juicy you are.”

You move closer behind me, taking detailed shots then reach out and run your finger through my lips. I moan loudly, and you stick two fingers straight into my cunt, burying them as deep as you can and then holding them still. I squirm, wanting you to move them and you tell me to hold still while you take more pictures with your free hand. Putting the camera down you finally give me the relief I crave, reaching round to pinch my clit and sliding your fingers in and out until your hand is soaked, and my juices are running down my legs.

You pull your fingers out and tell me to turn around, then you wipe your cum-soaked fingers very deliberately and firmly all over my tits, before lifting each one up to your mouth and sucking and licking them clean.

“Delicious”, you smile. I move to pull my top down as we walk on, and you smack my hand away.

“Leave them out – you know you want to.”

“But” I protest, “what if someone comes along?”

“Then they will be lucky enough to get a look before you put them away. Now leave your tope where it is”, you insist.

It is a huge escort diyarbakır turn on for me, displaying myself so wantonly like this, and you absolutely know it. Every now and then, you reach over and pinch one of my nipples, and I get so horny that I am sure I am going to come again just from walking.

As we approach a turn in the path, a man and woman come round the corner. She is looking at the view, fortunately, but he gets a good eyeful of my breasts before I manage to pull my top down, blushing furiously. He stares straight at me as they walk towards us, his eyes fixed firmly at chest level, then he catches my eye and winks as they pass by. You know exactly what is happening, and you pull my skirt up to reveal my ass once they are behind us, knowing full well he is bound to turn round for a look.

“God, you have to fuck me soon.”

Your only response is a broad grin and an instruction to “get them out again”.

We come to a field with a stile, and you tell me to climb over. Half way across though, with my ass at eye level you can’t resist fingering my pussy, making me moan with pleasure. I climb over and we head for the middle of the long grass. We stop and embrace, kissing passionately, and you peel my top off to play with and suck my tits. Lying down on the grass you push my skirt right up and lie down between my legs, burying your face in my pussy, licking and sucking, your fingers digging into my thighs as I thrust my cunt up towards your face, trying to get your tongue deeping inside me.

“Oh God, please, I need to feel your cock inside me, please.”

You unzip your jeans, and take your cock out, rubbing the tip through my pussy diyarbakır escort bayan lips, then you slide it in, making me gasp with pleasure. You set up a steady rhythym, as I moan and pant, the force of your pushing making my tits bounce each time you thrust in to me. I come freely, my juices flowing all over your cock.

“Of fuck yes, slam it into me, oh god I’m coming so much, I love how you feel inside me, fuck me harder….”

“You are such a horny bitch aren’t you,” you growl at me. “You loved walking around with your tits hanging out didn’t you? And you loved that guy seeing you. I bet he’s love to fuck you. I bet he’s love to wrap those tits of yours round his cock, or have you kneel in front of him and suck him off. Would you like that? Would you like to suck another man’s cock? You are going to suck mine when we get home, but not before I video you taking a shower and bringing yourself off with a vibrator”. You are slamming into me now. a sexual animal taking it’s prey, panting, eyes wild…

“And then I’m going to fuck you on all fours while we watch that video of you back on that great big tv of yours. Would you like that? Tell me how much you want it.”

Your words are driving me wild, and I can’t help but respond in kind.

“I would love it. You can do whatever you like to me. Fuck my pussy, tits, ass, face…anything just don’t stop….please”.

My words send you over the edge, and you tense up and spurt a huge stream of cum into my pussy, which spasms in response, the muscles closing around your cock and milking every last drop.

You collapse on to top of me and we lie still until my pussy contracts and you slowly slip out of me.

“Lie still”, you command, and grabbing your camera you take some close up shots of my cunt as the creamy cum drips out. You coat your hand in the juices, then crawl up beside me and let me suck and lick your fingers, the smell and taste salty fresh and delicious.

“Let’s go home”, you smile, “you need a shower.”

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A Beach in Guadaloupe

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It’s hard to be nonchalant when you’re surrounded by beautiful women, all of them nude. But that’s what is expected of you on a nude beach, on the lovely French island of Guadaloupe. Topless bathing among French women is the norm, and nude bathing in the quiet, isolated parts of a beach is not uncommon. So here I was, a normally shy American, lying naked on that beach, acting like nothing unusual was going on. Far from the truth.

I had come here by myself, to a Club Med – that beacon of fraternization, of throwing people together with the silent hint (expectation?) that hormones would triumph among strangers. But I was very aware of how conspicuous I was. Not because I lay there naked – everyone was. But because at the midpoint of my otherwise sun tanned body was my pure white abdomen, thighs and buttocks, evidence that I normally sunbathed with a bathing suit. The French people surrounding me were bronzed throughout.

No one paid overt attention to the other, but we all out of the corner of our eyes admired the shapely features on display. One fellow jogged back and forth on the narrow strip of beach, his testicles and penis bobbing as he ran. As was his intent. Clearly an exhibitionist, plying his trade. The women watched him, some with sly smiles on their faces. We all knew what he was doing. How gauche.

A woman walked toward the far end of the island where we were and joined the group. A beauty. Tall, with auburn hair, beautiful skin and lovely shaped breasts. She wore a thin sundress over a bikini. She laid down a blanket not far from me, and removed the sundress. And then the bikini. She was beautiful, with a soft mound of pubic hair covering her womanhood. She was nude except for a single strand of a gold chain around her waist. That simple ornamentation on her beautiful body electrified me. Perhaps it was because that adornment was only meant to be seen when she was exposed, without clothes. Meant for us. Meant for me.

I soaked in her beauty. I looked around, and felt that everyone was watching her too. Almost without my realizing, there was a stirring in my groin. It took longer than you’d think, because I was sex hikayeleri so focused on my surroundings, but I suddenly realized that there was a visible manifestation of my interest. Embarrassed, I rolled over onto my stomach, hoping no one would see. The hot sand however only served to inflame that sensitive organ, and I felt a full hard erection. I knew I couldn’t move. I lay there, trapped. I was unable to see my beautiful woman (she already was mine, in my fevered imagination) but after a while that lack of stimulation caused that other stimulation to subside. I turned back over and watched her. She lay on her back, giving me a full view on her front. Lovely firm breasts, not too large, not too small. Her ass, viewed from the side, was shapely and well proportioned to the body. And that lovely mound of pubic hair at the end of a flat, firm stomach. I had to meet her. But how? Yes, she was alone, but my French from high school would be completely inadequate to a casual introduction. And what would I say? “Do you come here often, to sunbathe nude?” So I was silent.

I regretted having to do it, but I needed to leave the intense sun before I burned myself to a crisp. So I dressed and walked back to the hotel, leaving Miss X (was she a Brigitte, a Camille, a Genevieve?) to the gaze of the other men. All the while berating myself for my cowardice. I couldn’t muster the courage to say Bonjour to her, much less discuss my passion or our future. I vowed that if I encountered her again, somehow I would not waste the opportunity.

A few days went by, and although I glimpsed her from afar occasionally, there never was a time we were together. But, thank you Club Med, there are always co-ed sporting activities going on. I signed up for a volleyball session and my breath was taken away when I saw Miss X on the volleyball court. We were on opposite teams, so I could observe her across the net in her bikini, jumping and stretching her arms to hit the ball. She was athletic and it was a pleasure to watch her move. After a while, the organizers mixed up the teams, and Miss X and I were on the same side. As luck or destiny would have it, seks hikayeleri a ball came between us and we both jumped for it. I should have pulled up, seeing her near, but I did not. We collided and I knocked her to the ground.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry” I muttered.

I helped her up and she answered.

“I’m ok, I should have seen you there.” In perfect English!

But she really wasn’t ok. She had a bruise on her shoulder from where she hit the ground. When the game ended, I was quick to approach her again with new apologies. And an insistence that she let me buy her a drink to make up for my carelessness. She observed me carefully, and asked if we had not met before? I with some awkwardness mentioned that I had been on the isolated part of the beach a few days ago and had seen her there. She laughed and said now she remembered. I was the fellow with the white skin around the middle.

“You also had a small problem. Actually, not so small.” She said with a smile, although it was a kind smile. “You Americans are very modest.”

So she had looked at me. I felt naked all over again. I’m an average fellow, not overly muscular. Doesn’t a girl like her only date men with chiseled builds?

“I am Amelie” she said, extending her hand. “And yes, you do owe me a drink.”

We walked back toward the main part of the hotel, and had a little “getting to know you” talk about who we were and how we came to be on this island. I, a lawyer from New York, and she working on a degree in biology from a French university. She had come to Guadaloupe for vacation, to treat herself after final exams. Her girlfriend was supposed to accompany her, but had backed out at the last minute because of some illness in her family. Amelie decided to go by herself.

When we arrived at the hotel, we sat at the bar and drank several specialty cocktails the bar staff had devised. Delicious and intoxicating. We talked easily, and she laughed at my jokes. She made me comfortable and my natural shyness never reared its ugly head.

It was approaching dinner time, and Amelie was receptive to our dining together.

“But erotik hikayeler first” she said, “I have to return to my room to shower and change.”

After playing volleyball for an hour, we both were in need of a good bar of soap. I said I’d pick her up at her room in an hour.

“I have a better idea”, she said. “Why don’t you get a change of clothes and meet me at my room in 10 minutes.”

I felt a tightness in my groin. I am a lawyer, after all, and taught to analyze situations. Although this one wasn’t difficult. I knew the implication of her suggestion.

“Sounds good to me. I’ll be there in 5 minutes.”

When she opened the door to her room, she was wrapped in a towel. I could see her bikini drying out on her balcony. She led me to the bathroom, and helped me off with my volleyball clothes. She turned on the shower and dropped the towel. We both entered the shower. First I lathered her up and helped wash all the curves of her body. She moaned softly as I massaged her back and caressed her. Then it was my turn. She washed me, and made sure my male parts were especially clean. We dried each other and walked to the bed. I clung to her beautiful body, that body I had seen in its spectacular nakedness before but only dreamt of touching. Now it was reality. We fell onto the bed, and I traced the curve of her back, her hips, her breasts and her stomach. And then that lovely mound. She was an appreciative lover, moaning at my touch, opening herself up to me. She touched me, gently then more firmly, stroking my erection, cupping the testicles. I knew I couldn’t last much longer, so I rolled her over and entered her. Slowly at first, thrusting deep inside. Then harder, faster. I felt her clench as she climaxed, then I allowed myself to climax too. It was so satisfying to feel her warmth as I shuddered with the paroxysms of my own release. We both lay silently together, allowing the moment to wash over us. It was wonderful.

We made love many times after that. Even once at dusk on the nude beach, where it all began, when the beach was empty. Amelie and I returned to our separate countries. We exchanged emails for a time, but life moves on. She got her degree and a job in Southern France. And a husband. I am in New York, trying so far in vain to find someone who will excite me as she did. The memory of her still fills me with pleasure. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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A Rebound Pickup

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I work for a relatively small manufacturer’s rep firm in Southern California. There are the two guys who started the business plus another guy and me in outside sales, and two in the office handling the phone and clerical stuff. I’m making noticeably more money than I would working for a salary in an office somewhere. Not bad for a twenty-five year old who barely managed to earn his bachelor’s degree. Another good part is that I’m pretty much in charge of my own time so I can take a day off every once in a while if my sales have been good.

That’s why I’m up at Mammoth for some skiing. I called a reservation service and got a room in a place that I knew existed but I’ve never been to before. It’s a bunch of condos that the place rents out for the owners. It costs a little more than a motel room but it’s right next to the gondola that takes me up the mountain, so I can park my car and not worry about driving around in the snow and ice. I got here very late Thursday night and skied all day today, Friday. I did o.k., good enough to almost kid myself into thinking I’m better at it than I really am.

There’s a bar downstairs that I’m told is the best pick-up spot up here, so that’s where I head after a shower and a late dinner. It’s jammed with people, loud with noise, a live band playing. I manage to get to the bar and buy a beer and then move off a little to more carefully look the place over. It takes me a moment to realize that I’m standing next to a very attractive girl. She’s short, maybe five foot three or so, cute face and a noticeable set of knockers. I realize she’s looking at me and grinning and has caught me eyeing her boobs.

“Noisy,” she almost yells at me.

“Yeah,” I reply, a little embarrassed being caught checking her out.

“Why are you here?” she asks.

“Skiing,” I reply.

“No,” she says, “I mean here, in this bar right now specifically.”

How do I answer that? Well, might as well be blunt and truthful. “Looking to pick up a girl,” I finally reply.

Her grin becomes a big smile. “Oh, an honest man. Why do you think so many girls are here?”

“The obvious answer is, to pick up a guy, I guess. And since the chances of finding Mister Right in a bar like this isn’t high, I imagine they’re thinking of instant gratification only. Maybe some are really just hoping for some free drinks from a guy.”

She grins some more. “Well you won’t have to buy me a drink. Why do you think they can’t find a Mister Right in a bar? Do you think you can’t find a Missus Right in a pick-up bar?”

This is getting deeper than I expected. “Maybe I was too quick to say that. My Missus Right would have to enjoy sex just like I do. That would almost have to mean she’d experienced it and liked it. I’m not a virgin, why should she be? In fact, a virgin in her mid twenties would probably be someone that wasn’t horny enough to want badly to find out what sex is all about much earlier. So I guess there’s no reason she couldn’t be in a bar like this one.”

She grins again. “You’re covering yourself o.k. So, you’re looking to pick up a girl? What would you do with her if you succeeded?”

“Take her to my room.”

Another grin. “No, specifically, what would you do with her back in your room?”

How do I answer that? Honest and blunt I guess. “Well, we’d get naked. Since she’s obviously horny or wouldn’t be there, she’d probably start by sucking me and getting a mouthful. I’d then slowly work my way down her body and end up giving her an orgasm with my mouth and fingers. Then we’d fuck as often as we could. If we felt it was just a one-time thing, I’d later take her back to her place. If we both appreciated what happened, she’d spend the night and we’d do a repeat in the morning and then ski together and come back for some more the next night. Maybe get her to bring her suitcase over. Eventually either I drive her back home down in the LA area or take her back to her friends to get back home.”

“The perfect answer, exactly what I was hoping might happen tonight,” she says, really smiling now. “Let me get my coat, you’ve just managed to accomplish what you wanted.”

“Wait,” I say to her as I think about what we’re about to do. “You asked me to be specific on a couple things, now let me ask you to be specific. Condoms or not? Are you on the pill?”

She grins, “Yes, so that’s not a problem. As for disease, I was with the same guy for a long time and we broke up not long ago and I haven’t had any sex for several weeks, which is why I’m horny enough to do something stupid like this. So I’m sure I don’t have any diseases. You?”

“Almost the same story. I was with a girl for eight months and we had lots and lots of sex. I started to feel serious but when I suggested we should move in together she let me know the sex was terrific, which is why she kept dating me, but she had no interest in making a commitment to me. That led us both to realize it was basically a waste of time to keep going so, like you, I haven’t had sex for several weeks. So I’m fatih escort sure I don’t have any disease and I’m also horny enough to do something stupid like this. In fact, I’m glad because I’m not used to using condoms and I like the spontaneity of just doing what you want when you want. So let’s go.”

She goes over to the wall and picks a heavy parka off a hook and starts slipping it on. I stop by another hook and grab my jacket. As we head out the door she says, “That jacket isn’t very warm for as cold as it is.”

“We aren’t going far,” I tell her, “Just across the open space here. I’m staying in this same complex.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize it was a hotel.”

“When I decided to come up here I called a reservation service at almost the last minute,” I tell her as we go into the building and head for the elevator. “Of what’s available, they mentioned that this was right next to the bottom of the gondola so I can just walk a hundred feet or so and buy my ticket and ride up to the slopes. It costs a little more but not a lot so I took it. I’ve never stayed here before either.”

We go up the elevator and walk down the hall a short way to my unit. As we go in, she says, as if she’s surprised, “Gee, a living room and kitchen, this is an apartment.”

“Yeah, these are all owned by people and management rents them out. I took a one bedroom instead of a bachelor unit because it’s about seven dollars a night more and just seemed better.” Our jackets come off and we head into the bedroom. She never says anything and just starts unbuttoning her blouse so I start undressing too.

Shortly, we’re both naked. She has a very good body. Feminine hips, not slim boy’s hips. A firm looking, round butt, really small waist with just a hint of a little roundness. And then her breasts. They’re not freaks but they’re about a size bigger than I’d expect on her fairly small body. I’m sure guys pay a lot of attention to them, they’re very full and attractive, large nipples. Her legs are very shapely, good muscle definition, with fairly slim thighs that seem to leave a gap or opening to her pussy. On top is that cute face and brown hair cut fairly short. “You have a gorgeous body,” I tell her.

She grins. “You’re the one with the gorgeous body,” she says, stepping to me and reaching down and grasping my very erect cock. I’m no body builder but I play soccer regularly, just recreation league games, and play at basketball with a couple friends on a playground, so I’m in decent shape. I’m about eight inches or more taller than her. My cock isn’t anything humongous but perhaps just a little more than average. At least I’ve never had any complaints about it.

We kiss, her keeping hold of my cock with one hand, the other arm around me. She then drops down onto her knees and starts on my cock. She looks at it and smiles, kisses it, licks up and down it, bending her head to either side. She looks up at me and grins, starts playing with my balls with one hand while she slides her other hand back and forth on my cock a little. She licks around the head, opens her mouth and takes the head in and licks and sucks on it a little. She pulls her head back and looks up at me, holding my cock and balls, “I think an erect cock is what sex is all about,” she says. “You have a really good looking cock.” She then opens her mouth wide and starts taking me into her mouth.

I’ve been with five girls, each lasting a little while, months at least, starting back in high school. Every one of them has sucked my cock just as I’ve licked every one of their pussies. So I’m not the world’s expert on cock sucking but she’s giving me the best blow job I’ve ever had. She likes what she’s doing. She’s not trying to get me to cum quickly and she’s not just doing it because she thinks she should. She likes my cock. She sucks a while, moves her lips back and forth on me and when I start getting close to cumming, she backs off, licks my balls, kisses my thighs, lets me relax a little before going back to seriously sucking me off. Then she does it again. Stopping in between to look up and give me a dirty grin, then run her tongue around the head and start sucking me again. Lots of slurps and satisfied sounds almost like humming.

I finally cum. Or, she finally decides she wants a taste of my semen. I must give her the biggest load I’ve shot off since high school. She swallows it all, licks her lips and has a very self-satisfied smile as she finally lets go and stands up again. I put my arms around her and we kiss. Interestingly, I realize that it’s our first kiss and it comes after she’s blown me. I don’t know her name; she doesn’t know mine. I walk over and pull back the bedspread and top sheet, tossing it to the foot of the bed. I then turn to her, bend some and get my arms behind her knees and shoulders and pick her up and carry her the few feet to the bed. I lay her on her back, placing myself on top of her but holding most of my weight off with my arms.

I kiss her again then start kissing my way down her body. sarıyer escort I kiss her shoulders, the tops of her breasts. I spend some time on those breasts; they deserve attention. I keep quietly telling her what a great body she has, how lovely her breasts are, how delicious they taste. I kiss down over her stomach, wanting to get at her pussy. I’m finally down between her legs, looking at her, she has her legs spread wide for me.

Back in high school, the first girl I was ever with sexually and I learned about sex with each other, starting with oral sex. I discovered that I love eating pussy. Probably mostly because how it makes the girl react but partly because a pussy is to me what sex is all about just like she thinks a cock is. Some guys claim they’re tit men or leg men. Well, I’m definitely a pussy man. I know, you can’t choose a girl by her pussy when you don’t get to see it until after you’ve chosen. But I think I can almost tell by the rest of her body what her pussy will be like.

Some have sort of wrinkly brown lips, some big lips, some two sets of lips and others seem to have only one. Some the clit is big, some it’s small. They’re all different. This one is actually beautiful, sort of like a pink powder puff with a crease down the middle. I tell her what a beautiful pussy she has and then use my hands to pull her open more and get my tongue into her. She’s trimmed her pubic hair, that’s the only explanation. Not shaved but trimmed very short. And her hair has a distinct reddish tint to it. I’ll have to ask her about that, her head hair is brown. She’s delicious. As I lick up and down, back and forth, she gets a little juicier and juicier. Her whole pussy seems to get more engorged, redder, and open up more. I get a hand up under my chin and push a finger into her as I concentrate my tongue on her clit.

She’s moaning. One hand is on the back of my head. I glance up and see that her other hand is pulling on one of her nipples. Her moans get louder as I finger fuck her and lick and suck on her. I pull back a little and lick around her lips, lean to each side, kissing the insides of her upper thighs. I get my tongue back in her and go for her clit again,. I pull my finger out and push two fingers into her. I work my fingers in her as fast as I can while licking her clit then grabbing it with my lips and sucking on it, pulling on it a little. Her moans move into minor screams. Her hand presses me into her pussy, her other hand has moved to her other nipple.

Soon she’s actually screaming and starting to pump out juice, her hips jerking. I pull my fingers out and try and suck her whole pussy into my mouth, tasting all the liquid she’s emitting. Her hand starts pulling on my hair, letting me know she’s climaxed and I’m done. I have half a desire to keep eating her just to see if she can handle multiple orgasms but my desire to get my very erect cock into her is stronger. I slide up over her, trying to push my cock into her and missing the right spot. She reaches between us and grabs my cock and aims it for me and I start pushing into her.

She’s tight. Very tight. My foreskin is being pulled back like mad as I push into her more and more. I pull back a smidge than further in several times until our abdomens are together and I’m all the way in. She’s still making noises, although they’re more ‘ughs’ and ‘ahs’ than moans. She has her arms up around me, her feet now on the bed, giving her a base to push her hips up at me. As I pull back, she shoves up at me, as I push back in she still shoves up at me. The real pumping has to come from me but it’s obvious that she’s involved too, not just laying there and accepting me.

We really bang away, me pounding into her faster and harder. Having cum once already I last awhile, the fuck lasts awhile. I can feel her breasts, my chest squishing them a little. I can feel our stomachs or abdomens or whatever pulsing against one another. Her insides are grabbing me, trying to hold me in her. As I pull back it’s as if her pussy is trying to pull me back in, then I’m pushing back and she seems to open up to take me. We go on and on and then I can feel it coming. I push hard into her. She wraps her legs up around me and I pump my semen into her.

I’m done and collapse a little onto her. She keeps herself wrapped around me. We kiss. “That’s what sex is supposed to be like,” she says quietly, lifting her head a little to kiss me again. She finally unwraps her legs and I pull out and roll off to the side. She rolls to face me, her arms still around me. I get an arm over her to reach around onto her back and slide my hand down to feel that wonderful curve where her back flares out onto her butt. I then grab her ass with my hand and kiss her again.

“Yes, that was top level sex, wasn’t it?” I kiss her again. “I think this is working out great. Can we exchange names now or do you want to stay anonymous?”

“Can I lie?”

“You can do anything you like as long as we do this over and over again.”

“Deirdre.”

“Your osmanbey escort name is Deirdre.”

“Well, call me Deirdre. I’ve always thought that was a sexy name. How about you?”

“Well, what goes with Deirdre. How about Rory?”

She wiggles her bottom against me. “Celtic sex. Deirdre and Rory, That’s fine.”

“Deirdre, I noticed your pubic hair is red, your head hair is brown, your body coloring is light, almost pink, as if you’re really a red head.”

“Oh, I am. I dyed my hair brown so I would be a different person when I did this evil thing and fucked a stranger. That’s why I’m Deirdre. I’m not me, I’m this wanton sex fiend.”

“Well, you’re really good at it. This was probably the best sex ever for me.”

“Yeah it was really great wasn’t it? I want some more and I hate to interrupt this but since you won’t be able to get hard again for a little while, maybe this would be a good time to go where I’m staying with some friends and pick up my suitcase and skis and boots and bring them here so we can pretty much dedicate ourselves to sex from now on.”

So that’s what we do, get some clothes on, go down to the basement and into my car and drive to a town house complex. I go in with her and there are two people there, a couple. They let us know the others are still out somewhere. Deirdre explains she’s moving in with me for the weekend. One of them calls her Joan a couple times, so I’m sure that’s her real name. We get all her stuff, even get her skis and get back to the place I’m renting. Maybe a half hour all together and we’re naked again, holding each other and kissing and decide to take a shower and start over.

In the shower, she plays with my cock and balls and kneels down and gets me in her mouth for awhile. She turns me so she doesn’t get her hair wet. That doesn’t surprise me, I’ve had girls not wanting to soak their hair before. Later, I kneel down, she gets a leg up on my shoulder and I lick her pussy for awhile. Then she leans against the wall and I enter her from behind and we fuck and fuck and fuck. I’m sure she cums more than once before I finally cum. Then we wash each other a little more, me especially cleaning her pussy some, dry off and head back to bed.

“Deirdre,” I tell her,” I really, truly love your pussy. I think I love all pussies but yours particularly since it’s so beautiful. I’m not going to be ready to fuck you again for twenty minutes or so. Can I just lick you until I’m ready for more?”

“Rory, any time you want just let me know, you can lick me forever.”

So that’s what I do. I get her on the edge of the bed so I can kneel on the floor with her legs on my shoulders and her pussy almost hanging out in space so I can get at it from every angle and I do everything I’ve ever learned about eating pussy and discover that she definitely is multi-orgasmic. After a while I think she has another climax about every five minutes. When I realize I’m hard again, I pull back, push her back onto he bed and get in position to fuck her some more.

“Rory, when you get close to cumming, please let me suck you for awhile until you do. I think I like your cock at least as much as you like my pussy.”

“You want to suck it right now?”

“I’ll always want to but go ahead and fuck for awhile and just let me have the last ten minutes or so in my mouth.”

That’s what we do. Then we’re both pooped and fall asleep, our arms around each other. I’m dreaming of female flesh, thighs, breasts, a kissable mouth, the beautiful pussy I was eating earlier. I can feel my cock being worked on, stimulated and it seems so real. I vaguely wake a little and realize that it is real. I look down and she has my cock in her mouth. I just watch for a few moments as I wake up. I reach for her lovely butt that’s to my side. “Can you move around and sit on my face so I can do you, too?” She looks up at me and her mouth tries to smile even though it’s chock full of my cock but she does as I ask and that gorgeous, juicy pussy sits on my mouth and I push my tongue into it and use both hands to hold her ass as I start to lick. It’s fermented all night with my cum and her juices in it and it tastes gamy in comparison to earlier. Sort of like eating Venison instead of beef. I love it.

She must have been turned on because she cums well before I’m ready. She jumps off and moves around and squats over my cock and slowly lowers herself down on it, moaning and grinning at me the whole time. I’m looking at those truly great breasts and can see her pussy lips stretch out and contract as she moves up and down on my cock. This is one of those moments that make life worth living.

She finally gets me to cum. We actually shower, both too fucked out to add any tricks to it. She still doesn’t get her hair wet. We manage to get all dressed for skiing, parkas and boots and clump our way carrying skis and poles out into the hall and elevator and then downstairs across to the gondola. We both have three day ski tickets already. There’s a short line but in a few minutes we’re sitting inside this little cabin with a half dozen or so others and get whisked up a couple miles to the main ski area. We clump across an open area, slam our skis upright in a snow bank and head up into the lodge to get some breakfast.

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It was one of my first nights in Love City and I still had no place to stay. I knew Q from my previous life and I heard that she had been living here for several years. She agreed to put me up.

In the evening we chatted on her couch about music and book, drinking wine. The conversation got a bit boring, so I decided to change the subject. The first kiss startled Q, but she didn’t move away. I slid my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue was quick to respond. Soon they were both dancing wildly to the same tune. I slowly placed my palm on the back of her neck, as if the hand was too shy to share the passion of the lips. Q’s eyes were closed and her hands were buried deep in the fabric of the couch.

“I love the way you kiss, but we can’t have sex today… Not yet,” she said after we paused to catch her breath. We returned to the conversation about books and music, but now there was some tension just below the surface of her voice and she did her best to hide it. One more glass of wine. Suddenly, Q stood up without a word, took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. She didn’t turn şişli escort on the light, so for a few seconds I saw only her dark silhouette against the colorful neon lights of Love City flickering outside the window. When my eyes adjusted to the darkness, she had just removed the panties and stood there naked. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to watch her undress. She climbed gracefully into the bed and said “Buon giorno, my dear.”

I undressed clumsily and joined her in the bed. For a minute I knelt between her legs spread invitingly, admiring her marvelous curves in the flashing neon light flooding through the window. I leaned towards her face, kissed her lips, and placed my hand on her groin rubbing it gently. I kissed Q’s neck and moved downwards to caress her breasts. My lips found the hard nipples swollen in arousal and started sucking them. She moaned with elation, but her arms around my shoulders were motionless and dead. I continued downwards, until I reached her groin and started licking her wet, warm, fragrant clitoris.

“Alright,” she gasped. “I will let you taksim escort in, but you have to use a condom. I don’t want you to stay inside after we’re done.” I reached for my pants, took a condom from the pocket, and put it on. I started rubbing my erect penis against her clit to see if Q was already moist and open enough.

“Go ahead, but be careful. I’m a bit tight.” I gently slid my penis into her and when it was all in, I pressed my body against hers, started moving slowly and kissing her face. I noticed that something changed in her, but couldn’t say exactly what this was.

“Can you call me by my name?” she whispered.

“Q…”

“Can I imagine you love me?”

“Yes, you can,” I replied after moment’s hesitation.

“Can you tell me you love me?”

“I’ll tell you when it’s true.” She said nothing. Her hips responded to my rhythm, but her hands in my hair were lifeless like two pieces of wood.

“Take me from behind.” I felt a pang of disappointed, since the sight of the magnificent breasts undulating to the tune of our lovemaking çapa escort was extremely stimulating, but we changed the position. I firmly grabbed her hips and began thrusting rhythmically. A new wave of excitement was gradually taking me away. I closed my eyes and let the wave carry me. The rising feeling in my groin was slowly sucking the awareness away from the neon lights of Love City, Q’s bedroom, her body, and from my own rhythm. For an instant, the Self fell apart into a spaceless timeless void. A short-lived carnal enlightenment. When it was over, Q lay down on her back, spread her legs, and nodded towards her crotch.

“I’m a bit difficult. Sorry for that.”

I began rubbing her groin. As her arousal grew, she put her legs together squeezing my hand between the thighs. After a while the wave carried her and when her Self disintegrated for a few seconds, she panted “I love you.” Q fell on the bed exhausted and cleaned herself with the sweaty sheets. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I had to leave in the morning to find an apartment. I promised to call her, but after that night an uncomfortable silence infected the telephone lines. She never answered any call and never phoned back. A year later I saw her on TV. She was a successful woman: got herself a better-paid job and moved to a bigger apartment.

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A Permanent Employee

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My name is Claire. I am 28, single, reasonably attractive with a nice trim and fit body. I am 5ft 4in tall and weigh 120 lbs. I have with a nice pair of natural 34b tits with very sensitive nipples and a nice round ass that various boyfriends have loving punished as they were burying their cocks in my very appreciative cunt. I had just started my new job as a secretary/bookkeeper in a one girl construction company office. I really liked my job, there was not a lot of pressure and Dan, my boss was really nice. In fact, even though he was married, I had fantasized about him more than once. As I said, the office was very small; most of the employees were out in the field with the exception of the three guys who worked in the shop behind the office. This is a story about how I became a permanent employee. My apologies to all the HR types who go around looking for sexual harassment in the workplace. Actually, studies show that a whole lot of hanky-panky goes on every day on the job—and I am sure that the vast majority is the result of hormones colliding in confined spaces. In this case, I was the aggressor and it resulted in some of the best sex at the time and into the present.

After I had been at the job for about six weeks, I happened to need to go back to the shop for some office supplies that were stored there. I overhead Mark & Billy talking.

“What do you think of the new office girl,” asked Mark

“She seems nice and she’s pretty cute and has a nice body from what I’ve seen,” replied Billy “Do you think she’s a permanent employee yet?”

Mark was confused, “What are you talking about, she’s only been here six weeks, how could that be permanent?”

“Oh, I sure you’ve head that the secretary is not permanent until she is screwed on the desk,” laughed Billy

They both seemed to get a big mecidiyeköy escort kick of this, willing volunteering to do the job themselves even if it meant doing it more than once. As I was between boyfriends, I made a mental note to keep this in mind since from casual observation they both seemed to have the tool necessary to do the job. The more I thought about it, I decided that in all fairness Dan should have the first shot at the job, since he was my boss. How was I going to go about this without getting myself fired rather than laid?

I thought that if I paid special attention to my hair and makeup, wore a sexy perfume and blouses that were subtle yet reveling, nature would take its course. From past experience, I knew that my sensitive nipples, which easily became very pronounced when I was the least little bit aroused, would play a big part in my plan. Not many guys miss the hint when they see a woman’s nipples poking through her top, especially while she looks them in the eye while licking her lips. It’s really not fair; almost any woman can get laid just about anytime she wants without much effort. Oh well, I guess I will just have to bear this burden.

I knew that I would have to be careful not to appear too easy, if my seduction were to work. The only problem was that this whole idea was making me so horny that I had to replace the batteries in my ‘special friend’ on a frequent basis.

The first few times that I arrived at work with my new plan in action, Dan didn’t seem to notice. Then one morning he said, “You sure do look nice today.”

“Thank you kind sir, you don’t look too shabby yourself,” I replied with a big smile and a wink. Several days later, I ‘accidentally’ stumbled and brushed against him while we were working on a report. I am sure he saw and felt my fındıkzade escort hard nipples since I was wearing a fairly sheer blouse and wearing my best nipple-less bra. “I’m sorry, it must be these new shoes,” I said while giving him my best puppy dog look while biting my lip.

“Claire, you certainly don’t have to apologize, I don’t mind at all being close to you,” he replied as he brushed his hand on my cheek.

I knew that was true as I glanced down at the front of his pants at the evidence. I knew then that it wouldn’t be long before I had my hand in his pants.

The next day he was standing very close behind me as I was sitting at my desk. I knew he could smell my sexy perfume and soon I could feel him gently stroking my neck. Soon, he began to kiss my neck with little baby kisses. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to throw caution to the wind. I swiveled around in my chair, looked him directly in the eye, licked my lips and said, “Boss, you’d better kiss me right now!”

Dan looked surprised for a moment before saying, “Anything to please,” and kissed me gently at first before really getting into the spirit. We hungrily kissed for several minutes as he bent down while I still sat in my chair. Since my face was at his crotch level. I soon became aware of his very aroused state.

“Boss, you seem to have a real swelling going on, I wonder if there is anything I can do about it?” I said as I reached up pulled down his zipper, reached in his pants and pulled out a very nice semi-erect dick. I flicked out my tongue and tasted the pre-cum leaking from the nice purple mushroom head. Soon, with a little help from my hands he was fully erect.

As a girlfriend of mine always said, “If you can wrap both your hands around it, and there is a just a little left over, then nişantaşı escort anything over that is just excess, since it’s more than you can get in your mouth at one time.”

His cock was just right the right size as I soon found out as I deep-throated him right down to his balls. I continued sucking him and playing with his balls, occasionally sticking my finger in his ass, massaging his prostrate.

“Claire, if you keep that up I am going to cum,” Dad gasped

“Baby, I mean Boss, that is exactly the point,” I managed to say between slurps

“Claire, you can call be any thing you want as long as you keep doing that,” he groaned

“OK Baby, get ready to cum, and don’t you dare pull your cock of my mouth when you are ready to cum, I’m not willing to work this hard without my reward.” (Have I mentioned that I LOVE the smell, the texture and taste of cum?)

The blast-off was every bit as good as I had hoped and I hungrily swallowed every drop. Dan kissed me after he recovered and I am sure he could taste himself on my lips but he didn’t seem to mind at all.

I helped Dan out of his clothes and he helped me out of mine as we moved the action into his private office. We sat on the couch, kissing, petting and playing with each other. He sucked my extremely hard nipples, fingered my cunt and did a fantastic job of licking and sucking my clit causing several explosive orgasms.

It wasn’t long before he had another very nice hard-on. “Baby, I think it’s time you made me a permanent employee,” I said as I looked him in the eye licked my lips and winked wickedly.

“What do you mean?” he asked

“Well, according to Mark and Billy, a secretary is not permanent until screwed on the desk,” I answered in my sexiest voice

“We’ll take care of that right away,” He smiled as he picked me up and carried me out to the outer office to screw me on my desk and make me officially a permanent employee.

And that is how I became a permanent and well satisfied employee. I wonder if Mark and Billy would like to make it unanimous? I will have to look into that.

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