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Author’s note: all these scenes are set in a world where the government has passed a set of Freeuse Laws allowing men to freely use girls and women over the age of 18, everyone is fine with that, and anal sex is the norm.

Here’s a bit more about what to expect from each scene:

1. The Promotion: public fingering, anal sex, ass to mouth, cuckquean

2. Like Mother, Like Daughter: watersports, ass to mouth

3. The Public Anal Challenge: a brief description of anal-focused social media trends

4. The Lawyer: somnophilia, anal sex, ass to mouth, watersports

Enjoy!

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1. The Promotion

As always, James finished his morning coffee, kissed his wife, and walked out the door in time to arrive at the bus stop a full 15 minutes before the bus was scheduled to arrive.

His office was just one stop past Riverdale, the local community college, and he liked having the time to finger a few of the girls waiting for the bus before deciding which ass he would fuck during the 20 minute ride to their stop.

His friend Colin had been the one to suggest adopting the early schedule. James wasn’t naturally a morning person, so it hadn’t been easy to wake up on time the first day or two, but he was quickly won over.

Not only did he enjoy the chance to sample the silky rectal linings of multiple coeds with his finger each morning, but by the time the bus arrived, he was invariably hard and ready to fuck from the moment he boarded the bus, which meant he could fully enjoy the ride, and he wasn’t rushed at all.

20 minutes later, watching whatever girl he had chosen suck her ass stains off his cock and then walk off to school with a mouthful of his cum and a sway in her step left James feeling so good each day that his attitude at work improved.

This improved attitude, combined with the fact that he was never late to work any more, meant that just a month later James was promoted to Vice President of his firm, which delighted his wife Brenda.

When he told her the secret of his success, she not only approved, but she even reached out quietly to a couple of her nearby friends who had cute daughters attending Riverdale, and got them to persuade the girls to use the same bus as James and wait at the same stop, just to make sure he would never find himself without a suitable girl to fuck.

Brenda saw no need to tell James what she had done yet. She figured it would be the perfect detail to share with him once he was president of the firm — something she had always thought was possible, but seeing him now, she was certain it was only a matter of time.

She got the neighbor girls to promise that they would join her for a private anal orgy with her husband if and when that final promotion arrived.

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2. Like Mother, Like Daughter

Frank woke from a long night’s sleep and smiled, enjoying the unmistakable feeling of Margaret’s lips on his cock. Without opening his eyes, he began releasing short blasts of his morning piss into her mouth, savoring the feeling as she involuntarily massaged his cock with her tongue and cheeks each time swallowed between his blasts. As always, her lips never lost their seal on his cock, and she swallowed every pungent drop of his piss.

Frank had met Margaret not long after moving to northern Alaska. He had come to research the effects of climate change on the tundra, and that meant living about as far away from civilization as it was possible to get without being cut off altogether. The nearest “town” was a thirty mile gorukle escort drive, and that was little more than a crossroads with a gas station and a small grocery store.

Fortunately, there was one other house, just two miles down the road. Even better, it was owned by an attractive military widow in her late thirties. Frank was very happy to have an occasional Freeuse outlet for his sexual needs, and even more thrilled when he and Margaret discovered a shared passion for watersports, and the sex turned into a genuine friendship.

At that point, Margaret and Frank began their Sunday morning games. Margaret had a key to Frank’s house, and she knew he liked to sleep in. She would let herself in quietly, walk softly upstairs to his bedroom, strip naked, sneak under the covers, take his cock in her mouth, and wait for him to wake up and relieve himself in her mouth. This would invariably lead to a rousing session of sex, which sometimes lasted the whole day.

“Oh Margaret, that was amazing. You seemed a little tense at the beginning, but you drank me down better than ever by the end.”

Relishing the feeling of her tongue twirling around his cock, Frank finally opened his eyes and looked down into the eyes of…

“Gretchen?! Oh my God! Where’s your mother? What on earth are you doing here?”

Gretchen, of course, was Margaret’s daughter. Years ago, Margaret and her husband had saved up their money and bought a house in the woods where they could raise their daughter. Her husband loved the outdoors, and he had enjoyed nothing more than teaching Gretchen how to fish in the river behind their house.

When her father died in the Middle East, Gretchen was just twelve. To make ends meet, Margaret started working at the grocery store, where she was quickly promoted to manager. Between that income and the small survivor’s pension she got from the military, she was able to send Gretchen to a private boarding school in Fairbanks.

Frank had only met Gretchen once before, when she was home over the holidays. Now, suddenly, she was here in Frank’s bed, wearing what looked like her school uniform, with a bellyful of Frank’s acrid morning piss.

Frank stared at her in wonder as she slid her lips off his cock and grinned.

“I’m home for the summer, and today’s my birthday. I’m finally eighteen! I’ve been looking forward to this ever since I met you last Christmas. Mom told me all about the games you play, and I’ve been training. I tasted my own pee for the first time three months ago, and I’ve been drinking a bit more each day. Yours is much stronger-tasting than mine, which surprised me at first, but I like it. I was determined to swallow every drop without spilling, and when I set my mind to something I always do it.”

“But Gretchen, we’ve only met once before, and I’m twice your age. Are you sure you want to spend your eighteenth birthday with me?”

“Of course I am! There’s not another man around for a hundred miles. Even if there were, there’s no other man in the world I would want to be with today. Remember, Mom told me *everything* about you, including all the details about the games you play and the things you like. That’s why I’m wearing this uniform for you — well, most of my uniform, that is.”

With that, Gretchen locked her eyes on Frank’s, then lifted up the school skirt. Underneath, she was wearing white stockings with pink bows, a white garter belt (Frank didn’t think the school would have issued either the stockings or the garter belt, but he loved them), and… no panties at all. Her cunt was shaved, and it bursa görükle escort looked incredibly sexy.

“But that’s not all, Daddy. Look back here!”

With a giggle, she turned her back to him, arched her back, bent over, grabbed her cheeks, and spread them wide.

“Oh Lord, Gretchen, what is that in your ass? Is that what I think it is?”

“Do you think it’s a pacifier, Daddy? ‘Cause that’s exactly what it is.”

Gretchen reached back and pulled the pacifier out with a pop, leaving her impeccably tight ass with a tiny gape, then she grinned again at Frank as she turned back toward him and put the pacifier in her mouth.

“Oh Jesus, Gretchen, that’s just not right. You keep calling me Daddy, and you’re wearing that school uniform, and now you’ve taken that pacifier from your ass to your mouth…”

She looked down at his rapidly hardening cock. With remarkable swiftness, she dropped the skirt and shed the shirt, leaving her with nothing but the stockings, garter belt, bra, and pacifier.

Then she grabbed his cock with one hand and took the pacifier out with her other hand, holding it like a cigarette as she addressed him.

“Are you sure it’s wrong? Because your body doesn’t seem to agree.”

Frank had to admit, she had a point. His scruples were rapidly fading. She began stroking his cock as reached back with her other hand and plunged the pacifier in and out of her ass three times, before bringing it back to her mouth for a long suck.

“C’mon, Daddy. My ass needs to be fucked for the first time, and you’re the only man who can do it. Don’t worry, I promise I’ll clean your cock afterwards — I’ve already shown you what I can do with my mouth.”

Frank stopped resisting. As Gretchen had already pointed out, when she set her mind to getting something, she got it. There was no point fighting her. After all, she was her mother’s daughter, through and through. This was going to be fun.

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3. The Public Anal Challenge

Just three weeks after the Freeuse Laws passed, a new trend went viral: the “Public Anal Challenge.” It started on TikTok, of course, then it quickly spread to all the other social media platforms.

No one could figure out just who had started it, but the rules were simple: get in public, bare your ass, spread your cheeks with your hands, look back at the camera, then post the photo online.

Some modest girls tried to skip the step of looking at the camera, as can be seen above, but a little teasing from their friends usually got them over this shyness. Soon, no self-respecting girl had any presence online without a picture of herself showing off her asshole in public prominently pinned at the top.

Social media usage surged as young (and not-so-young) men realized that they could window-shop the girls they knew for the cutest anuses just by clicking on their social media profiles — and then, under the new laws, they had the right to fuck that cute asshole whenever they wanted to, just by asking.

Instagram influencers quickly decreed that the prettiest asshole was a pink asshole, and anal bleaching technicians found themselves in top demand at beauty salons across the nation. Butt plug and dildo sales spiked as girls trained their asses so they could take cocks without discomfort.

In short, the societal reaction to the new laws was everything its supporters (the vast majority of the population) had ever hoped for and more.

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4. The Lawyer

Muriel was a smart, practical lawyer. Like all her friends, she had voted for the Freeuse Laws, and she enjoyed serving the sexual needs of her colleagues and clients as a natural part of her work.

Over the years, she had put a lot of work into staying healthy, and the results showed: she still had a very sexy body to go along with her gorgeous looks, making her just as popular with the men at the office as the young interns they hired.

There was only one challenge: getting a good night’s sleep. Naturally, she understood that men had needs both day and night, and she fully agreed with the importance of women leaving their doors open and their bodies exposed for men who needed nocturnal relief. But it was also important for her to get enough rest, especially when she had a big case the next day.

Fortunately, as an eminently practical woman, Muriel was soon able to come up with a solution.

The first step was simply adjusting her own sleeping position. Lying either face up or face down invited men to climb on top of her, which invariably woke her up. But by lying on her side, with her ass thrust out towards the door, she could wordlessly invite men to lie down on their own sides to fuck her asshole — which was just what she wanted.

Next was the issue of lubrication and muscle relaxation. With enough lubrication, combined with a relaxed anal ring, Muriel found that she could sleep right through an ass fucking. So she came up with an evening routine.

First, she would stretch out her anus by wearing a buttplug for an hour or two before going to bed. This stayed in while she brushed teeth, applied moisturizer, and performed the rest of her bedtime routine.

Then, just before sleeping, she would remove the plug, so that her ass was open and ready. She found it useful to clean off the plug with her mouth so that it was ready for the next day, and to get the taste of her own ass in her mouth. Next she would take a very generous scoop of lube and use three fingers to thoroughly coat herself — not just the outer anal ring, but as deep inside her rectum as she could. Once done, she would use her mouth to clean off the fingers before drifting off to sleep — the earthy taste on her tongue frequently leading to pleasantly erotic dreams.

While Muriel slept, the men who came to her door would be met with her final bit of preparation: a direct appeal, in the form of a note on the door.

“To any man who wishes to use me: please come in! I am fully prepared, my asshole is ready, and there’s an open tub of lube on my bedside table for you. However, I am also trying to get a good night’s sleep, so if you don’t mind, please enjoy yourself quietly. Thank you!”

Nothing in the Freeuse Laws said that men had to obey such a request, but Muriel found that most men appreciated her thoughtful preparations, and did their best to comply.

Many simply fucked her ass, coated her bowels with their cum, and left without a word. Some still wanted her to go ass-to-mouth, but having gone to sleep with the taste of her ass already on her tongue, Muriel found it easy to turn her head, take their cock in her mouth, swallow down their cum, then roll over and go back to sleep.

Simply put, her system worked, and the results showed. Muriel found herself winning more of her cases, simply because she was fully rested and prepared. The managing partner was impressed, and a promotion soon followed.

Even those young interns at her office noticed the difference in her. They asked for her secret, which she shared with a smile.

She was still smiling, later that day, as she knelt down in front of the managing partner to drink his piss. The Freeuse Laws made clear that this was a man’s world, and Muriel agreed, but she was living proof that a smart, sexy woman could still succeed in the man’s world that they had all voted for.

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No sooner had I left did Anna start seducing my wife. Anna sat down on the couch and called out to Karen, “Your feet must be hot and tired from all the walking we did this morning.” Karen replied that they were indeed.

“Let me take care of you, Karen. Please come sit on the couch with me.”

Karen was ripe for this and couldn’t stop herself if she wanted to. As if her body was being controlled by someone else, Karen was on the couch with her feet in Anna’s lap.

Anna stroked Karen’s worn brown flats and the tops of her feet. Karen began to moan lightly and, when Anna slipped her index finger into the toe cleavage between Karen’s big and second toes, Karen felt her pussy juices start to leak.

Anna then slipped two fingers under each of Karen’s arches and slid them up under her sweaty toes, popping the heels of her shoes slightly. Karen’s moans became audible as Anna dug deeper with more fingers into the tight, hot passage between Karen’s feet and the insoles of her flats.

Karen had only ever experienced an orgasm from her feet being massaged a couple of times in her life and she sensed this was going to be another one.

Anna sensed Karen was trying to suppress her orgasm as her fingers reached the underside of her toes. Anna squeezed and kneaded Karen’s feet as she whispered “you are so hot Karen, you need release.”

When Karen’s orgasm hit, Anna slipped her shoes off and started sucking on her sweaty toes. Karen’s orgasm was so intense, Anna might as well have been sucking directly on her clit.

Anna was so relieved that she had crossed this line with Karen and knew the rewards would be greater the further they went.

Any woman who could have an orgasm from having her feet massaged is capable of even more intense orgasms when her pussy is stimulated.

Anna had never considered it before but, in that moment, it could be completely possible for her to own another woman sexually. She sensed owning this married housewife was going to happen this day.

As Karen came down from her orgasm, Anna resumed licking her sweaty feet and moaned hungrily as she did. Karen was so turned on by this, she spread out her toes and curled them to increase the sensations coming from her feet.

Once Anna had completely licked Karen’s feet all over, she pulled her one leg over her shoulder and pivoted so that her head was between Karen’s legs.

Anna laid down on her stomach and pushed her head up under Karen’s dress until her mouth was in reach of Karen’s pussy.

Karen spread her legs wide to allow Anna, a girl she had just met yesterday, complete access to her body.

Anna dove her tongue into Karen’s saturated, gaping pussy and devoured her until she released a squirting orgasm into Anna’s mouth.

Karen’s pussy juices tasted sweet on Anna’s tongue. As Anna continued ravishing Karen’s pussy, Karen dug her fingers into Anna’s hair to pull her in deeper.

When Karen’s second orgasm flooded Anna’s mouth, Karen screamed out “Fist me Anna. Put your beautiful hand inside my body.” Karen had lost all control of herself and only an animalistic sexual desire guided her now.

Any thoughts Anna had of bursa escort bayan texting me to come home disappeared as her own selfish sense of sexual urgency flooded her mind.

Karen’s pussy was so wet and ready, it was easy for Anna to slip her large hand inside her to the knuckles.

It had only been a few days since Karen was last fisted or foot fucked by her former lover, Alex, but she craved it so much, it felt like she had been missing it for an eternity.

Karen grabbed Anna’s arm and pulled her deep into her body. Anna’s hand and wrist were much thicker than Alex’s and the increased pressure inside Karen’s pussy caused her to erupt with another orgasm.

Anna could feel Karen’s pussy trying to swallow her hand deeper, so she began to push harder until she could feel Karen’s cervix opening with her fingertips.

Karen slowly gasped out “make a fist inside me Anna.”

Anna began to ball her hand into a fist inside Karen and this caused her to have another orgasm. Once Anna’s hand was in a fist, Karen grabbed her forearm and started guiding her to fist fuck her.

Karen gasped out again “Fuck me hard, stretch me out. Wreck my cunt.”

Anna started ramming her balled up fist in and out of Karen’s pussy. Karen’s pussy was so warmed up and ready that Anna could completely pull her fist out and punch back into Karen’s body.

When Karen’s next orgasm arrived, Anna pushed in until she could feel Karen’s cervix trying to open for her fist. Anna uncurled her fist and let her fingers sink deep inside Karen’s womb as the orgasm contractions continued.

Karen cried out “I love you Anna” and completely passed out from the intensity of her orgasm.

Anna owned my wife now and she knew it. She had just given my wife an orgasm as powerful as Alex’s hands or feet ever had.

Since her affair with Alex, Karen’s cravings for more extreme ways to achieve mind bending orgasms had overtaken her rational mind. When she was with another woman, Karen was no longer my wife, the mother of two children, the devoted housewife and coworker; she was a sex crazed animal.

While Karen was still passed out, Anna contemplated messaging me to come home but, once again, decided against it.

As much as Anna loved my cock, she wanted my beautiful wife to herself for a while. Anna gave Karen a few minutes of rest before she withdrew her hand from her pussy.

Karen came to when she felt the emptiness of her gaping pussy. Karen sat up and kissed Anna deeply and told her she loved her again. Karen wanted to return the pleasure.

Anna told Karen she also wanted to be fisted, “I want to feel your wedding ring, your married hand deep inside me Karen.”

Karen warmed Anna up by kissing her pussy deeply. Karen was excited by how gaped Anna’s young pussy was as she continued working with her tongue. Anna’s orgasm came quickly with Karen’s expert tongue lapping away at her sloppy labia and clit.

Anna told Karen she was ready to feel her hand inside her body by whidpering “I love you too Karen and I want you elbow deep inside me.”

Karen enjoyed watching her wedding band disappear bursa escort sitesi as she slid her left hand into Anna. Anna’s pussy didn’t offer much resistance but she could feel the coolness of Karen’s wedding band as her hand slid in deeper.

Karen knew Anna had obviously done this before. It also occurred to Karen that my cock might have helped with opening this young girl’s pussy up.

In no time, Karen’s hand was deep inside Anna’s body. Karen couldn’t believe how deep Anna’s pussy was; she was halfway up her forearm into her.

Anna wanted more, so she pulled on Karen’s elbow and pulled her arm in farther. Anna wasn’t kidding when she said she wanted Karen elbow deep inside her!

Anna was grinding her hips on Karen’s arm and moaning loudly as Karen explored the depths of her body.

Anna’s orgasm was intense and Karen could feel her strong pussy contractions squeezing her hand and arm tightly.

Karen had two more inches before she would be up to her elbow in Anna’s pussy, so she balled her hand into a fist and gave one last push.

Karen’s bicep was now firmly pressed against Anna’s pubic mound. The overwhelming sensation of Karen’s twisting fist and the girth of her forearm stretching her pussy opening caused Anna’s orgasm to continue and intensify.

Once Anna calmed from her long orgasm, Karen started fucking Anna’s pussy with her fist, all the way out and all the way in to her elbow.

Anna cried out, in a demanding tone “Fuck me as hard as you can, Karen.”

Karen punched in and out of Anna’s pussy as hard as she possibly could. Anna had so many orgasms, Karen’s whole forearm was glistening with this young girl’s juices.

Karen kept up this pace until her shoulder got tired and Anna’s countless orgasms rendered her unable to keep going.

Karen had completely broken Anna’s pussy and both women loved it. Karen’s sixteen years of fisting experience with Alex had paid off in a big way for Anna.

Karen wondered what I would think if I walked in right now and saw my wife elbow deep inside his young coworker’s raw and broken pussy. In that moment, she sort of hoped I would.

Karen thought it might be wise to move from the living room to their master bedroom. Reluctantly, Karen withdrew her arm and hand from Anna’s destroyed, sopping pussy.

Both women got up from the couch, hugged and kissed deeply for several minutes until they started upstairs.

Karen and Anna found it uncomfortable to walk up the stairs with their pussies leaking juices and beginning to cool off from the intensity of what had just happened.

As they reached the bed and laid down, cuddling one another, they heard my car pull up. Anna whispered to Karen “should we let Mike find us together?”.

For a moment, Karen considered it but then said “better not”. Anna kissed Karen deeply one more time and headed off to her room.

Anna hadn’t called me but it was getting close to supper time, so I decided to head home. I assumed she wasn’t able to fully seduce Karen, so she hadn’t called.

When I finally got up to the bedroom, Karen was napping on the bed and, oddly, she still had her sundress and brown flats on.

Karen must have been exhausted. There was a heavy, lingering smell of pussy in the room and I noticed that Karen’s left hand, up to her elbow, had a light crust of something on it.

I’d recognize dried pussy juice anywhere, having seen it on my own cock many times. I also noticed dried streaks of pussy juice covering her wedding band. My cock was straining at the thought of my wife fisting Anna with her matrimonial hand.

Karen was lying on her back, with her legs crossed and her arms at her sides. I moved to the end of the bed, grabbed her feet and uncrossed her legs. I expected her to wake up but she stayed asleep.

I slowly spread her legs apart until I could see her pussy. Her pussy was gaped, soaked and looked raw; just like it did on the many occasions I knew she had been recently fisted or foot fucked by Alex.

Karen was not able to hide her affair from me and, quite frankly, I never cared. I never mentioned it and was actually happy that it went on for so long.

Knowing what was on her hand and arm, I laid on the bed beside her and put my nose near her arm. My nostrils filled with the smell of Anna’s pussy.

My cock was hard and I really needed to fuck Karen, so I slipped out of my clothes and got in between her spread legs.

I grabbed Karen’s hands and put them over her head as I slipped my cock into her loose, wet pussy. Karen opened her eyes and smiled as my thick cock bottomed out in her pussy.

As I started to slowly fuck Karen, I moved her one hand and started to kiss and suck on her fingers. I spent extra time licking Anna’s pussy juices off Karen’s wedding band. It was so dirty and wrong but my cock responded by throbbing wildly inside my wife.

I could see Karen’s eyes widen when she realized I was tasting Anna’s pussy on her fingers and hand. She probably figured she could get away with telling me she was masturbating.

I started licking up her wrist and forearm, enjoying the taste of pussy on her forearm. My wife had, indeed, fisted Anna that afternoon. There’s no way she could get her forearm inside her own pussy.

Karen realized that I must be putting two and two together by now but I didn’t let on. I was very excited about that but wished Anna had have called, so I could have caught them in the act.

I fucked Karen long and slow for about 15 minutes before I stopped myself and pulled out. I wanted to hold onto my orgasm; in case something worked out later.

Not bothering to wipe Karen’s glistening pussy juices off my cock, I threw on some loose boxers and a t-shirt. Karen just kept on her sundress and flats.

Karen and I had to start making dinner before we were going to have a relaxing movie night.

Karen called Anna down for dinner. Anna was still in her sundress and brown flats and looked sexy as ever.

As we ate, there was a palpable sexual tension in the room. Our movie night was supposed to be just Karen and I but Karen invited Anna to join us.

When we wrapped up, Karen said she’d take care of the kitchen and told Anna and I to get the living room set up.

Anna and I got things ready and sat on the couch, waiting for Karen. Anna quietly filled me in on how the afternoon went and why she hadn’t called me.

Anna’s read of the whole situation was that it would be better to work together on Karen now. Sounded good to me.

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This is a follow-up to ‘Girl in the Box’. I suggest you check that out for some context, but it can be a separate story.

It was after midnight. I spoke to my watcher. I explained the change of plans. Some will be paid in trade. I hung up the phone as I arrived. I pulled in. Valet? Of course, bill it to room 515. I grabbed my other backpack out of the car. I walked up to the desk, backpack slung over my shoulder. A late-twenties, voluptuous brunette with a large chest welcomed me with a smile.

“Hi, I am so sorry to get here late. My sister, Cindy, has already checked in and retired for the night. She left an envelope for Jill. Room 515.”

“Certainly, Ms. Carpenter said you would be here earlier. Jill, right?” Sure, ok, I thought. I nodded, “Here you go.” I took the envelope.

“Thanks. The airline lost my bags. I’ve been arguing with them for the last few hours. I was traveling light, but not this light. Only sweatpants and a sweatshirt till they find it. Probably arrive the day I leave.” I smiled, “Too late to get a drink? I really need one.”

“Bar is closed, but room service is still available. They have beer, wine, and can pour liquor for you.” She handed me the room service menu. “I think your sister only booked for one night?”

“Yes, one night here, then driving to Scranton for a family wedding. I’ll look great in this. The laughing stock of the family.”

“Oh dear. Well, Macy’s should be open in the morning. Or the concierge can help out with some local boutiques. She can see if they can open early for you. They’ve done so before for our guests. There are some lovely ones around 4th St.”

Usually, I don’t spend time in hotels with a concierge. “Wow, that’s awesome. I’ll get with the concierge in the morning. Can you have them send up five double pours of bourbon, real Kentucky stuff, not some knockoff. Blantons, if they have it. Makers would be suitable. A pitcher of ice water.” I looked at the wine list. I know very little about wines, but I chose a medium-priced white wine. Classy girls always go for white wines. Cindy seemed like a classy girl. I’ll change that. I read the name like I recognized the brand, “Oooh, a bottle of Pheasant Hill Vineyards Chardonnay; Cindy just loves that wine. A fruit dish would be good. And some bananas gotta have my potassium.” I winked, “Thanks.”

“Certainly, I’m entering it now. None of that is cooked, so the waiter will probably be at the room the same time you are. Just sign for it with him. I hope you enjoy your stay. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call down. I’m Brittney.” She smiled and winked at me.

“Thanks, Brittney. Are you working all night?”

“All night. Well, I get off at five am, so almost all night.”

“Great, well, it was nice chatting with you. Sometimes, I have trouble sleeping, so maybe I’ll see you again.” Making an excuse to see her again. We can both get off after five am.

“I hope you sleep like a baby, but if you don’t, come talk with me. I’ll entertain you.” Oh, you will entertain me with those big breasts. I bet that dress comes off easily.

“Thanks,” I said, heading to the elevator. I love making up stories on the fly. Cindy is probably the same age as me. Brittney believed we were sisters. Less chance she’s thinking I’m a professional getting paid to take care of Cindy’s wild sexual fantasy. I’m sure the hotel would frown on that. But the way Brittney was talking, she may be my next client. I waited for the elevator.

“Excuse me,” Brittney was jogging up to me, her breasts bouncing with each step. “I sent a message to the concierge so she can start with the boutiques in the morning. But I think you’re about the same size as my younger sister. She has a bunch of dresses. She will let you borrow one. Don’t want your family laughing at you because of some lousy airline. Here’s my number. Call me in the morning if the other options don’t work out.”

“Thanks, Brittney. I’ll text you my number in a moment. That way, you will know who it is if I call. You have been a darling, thanks.”

She smiled, “Remember, if you can’t sleep, come see me.”

“Thanks,” the elevator door closed. I texted the number she gave me.

Me: Thanks again, Jill. Maybe I’ll see you later. Appreciate everything.

A moment passed. Brittney: You’re welcome. Sleep tight. Need anything, just ask.

Another moment.

Brittney: Call me either way in the morning. I live on the way to Scranton. That way, I’ll know if you need a dress or not.

Me: Will do. Thanks again.

Me thinks Brittney is a little too excited for me to talk to her. I’ll vet her for my client list. The elevator opened to the 5th floor. I strolled down to 515. Pulled the key out of the envelope. I took my Kubaton out of my backpack. I was sure Cindy was legit, but you never can tell. In five minutes, my watcher would kick the door down. Probably four now. Hopefully, room service will be there sooner. Always worked to order in the room when you could. If it was legit, food and drink. I was bursa escort a little hungry. If not, a surprise knock always stalled the threat. A chance to take action. I swiped the key. The green light flashed. I turned the knob. I stepped in at the ready.

One light dimly illuminated the rather spacious, king-sized room, which had a kitchenette attached to it. Everything was normal except the nude brunette spread-eagled with her eyes closed on the bed. She was about 5’2″ with shoulder-length brown hair. She had an angelic face. Her skin was tanned without any tan lines. Her C-cup breasts heaved as she tried to control her nervous breathing. They were perky with dark nipples. She had a flat stomach. A mess of brown hair decorated her mons. She had athletic legs and was probably a runner. She looked delicious, sprawled out on the bed. I snapped a picture on my phone. I reached into my bag and pulled out a blindfold. I leaned over and placed it on her. She jumped at the touch.

“Relax, slut,” I whispered. “The fun will start shortly.” I adjusted the blindfold. There was a knock at the door. She started to sit up. I pushed her back down, “Don’t you move.”

“Who’s that?”

“Room service. I ordered some wine and ice water.”

“Oh, ok. I’ve never done this before.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell. Take slow, deep breaths. You belong to me. I’ll protect you. Don’t move no matter what.”

A quick look in the bathroom, and I tossed a towel over her. I opened the door. My phone in hand. I was texting my watcher. He was probably down the hall one more minute, and he would be forcing his way in. Me: All good. Stand by,

I attached the picture of Cindy on the bed.

“Hello, miss, your order.”

“Just place it right here.” I directed him to the sink area in the bathroom. “My sister turned in already.”

“Oh, ok,” He whispered. He handed me a billbook. I signed Jill Carpenter and added a large gratuity. “Thank you, miss. I’ll collect the tray and things when you check out. He walked out.

Now, back to business. I removed my sweats. I stood looking at myself in the mirror; my boy toy panties were hugging me tightly. I opened my bag and removed four straps with padded loops on one end. I slid the straps under the mattress and out the other side. I pulled them to the middle of the bed. I reached up, leaning over her, my breast dangled over her mouth as I positioned the first strap. My nipple brushed her mouth. She licked and sucked at it. “Good, slut,” I said, rubbing her head. All straps were positioned. Now, the touchy part. I knelt over her. My ass rested on her belly. She was petite like me, so things were a little easier. I leaned down, kissing her. I pulled her hands above her head, holding them with one hand. A little playful restraint. My other hand reached over and looped the restraint around her right wrist. I kissed her. Then I looped the other around her other wrist.

“What the fuck?” she said.

My finger went to her lips, pressing down. “Shhhhhh.”

“I’m not sure I like this.”

“You do. Remember, I control your body. Are they too tight?”

“No. But I think…” My finger pushed into her mouth. She stopped talking.

“You don’t need to think. I think for you. You like this. You just don’t know it yet. Now be a good slut and shut the fuck up. I’ll tell you when to speak.”

“I’m just a little nervous.” My finger pressed again.

“Fine, have it your way. The hard way.” I got up and walked over to my bag. I put it on the bed next to her. I pulled out the ball gag. I lifted her head to kiss her. I slipped the strap behind her head. As I released the kiss, I ran my fingers along her mouth. I slid one in. She sucked on it. Then another. Then another. Soon, all four fingers were in her mouth. My other hand played with her breasts. She was squirming. Her tongue licked at my fingers when her mouth wasn’t sucking. “That’s a good slut.” I pinched her nipples. She moaned. My hand slid up and moved the ball into place. My fingers slid out of her mouth. The ball slid in quickly. I tightened the strap. “Now, this will be in place till you learn to obey when I tell you to be quiet.” She squirmed, wriggling her head.

My fingers shifted to her inner thigh. They traced their way around, circling her pussy. I leaned close to her ear. “The quicker you settle, the quicker the fun begins. My tongue is longing to taste your cum filled pussy. My mouth has all night to explore your body except these moments when you squirm.”

She tried to speak. Nothing intelligible. She stopped moving.

“That’s a good slut. Be good, let me finish. Soon, we will start.” I moved to her feet, looping the loops and pulling the straps tight. Right foot attached to left hand, Left foot attached to right hand. Pull one, the other pulls. Left thigh to right thigh. Spreading her wide. “Mmmm, now I can see that pussy. It is soaked. Did he eat you till you creamed on his face?” She mumbled. “Shake your head, dear. Yes, or no?” She nodded. “Good bursa eskort boy, he is. Did he fuck you silly?” She nodded. Did you cum both times?” She nodded. “Did he cum in this wet pussy?” My fingers danced along her outer lips. She moaned and nodded. “This wetness is new, though. Despite your squirming, this is turning you on, isn’t it?” She hesitated, then nodded. “Good slut.” My fingers pulled at her lips. They traced their way up to her clit. Her body shuddered. “See, when you are good, you get pleasure.”

“Lay still, dear.” I took out my phone and snapped some pictures. Overhead, tight shot of her pussy, the flash capturing the wetness. Close-up of her face. My fingers teased her pussy with her face in the background.

I found her purse. I fished out her phone and a charging cord. Ooooh, fingerprint lock, just my luck. I used her finger to unlock it. Bingo. I took several photos with her phone. I texted them to my phone. I set the settings to never lock and then plugged it in to charge. I balanced it on the chest of drawers across from the bed. I pressed the record button, and the video started. I set up my digital camera to record from the opposite perspective. Then,, another two cameras to have a multi-angle capture.

A quick text of her naked, bound body to my watcher with the words: Interested?

WTCHR: Very Nice. Sure.

Me: Key just under the door. Quiet. Watch till I say.

I opened the door, placing the keycard so it poked out from under the door, then closed it gently.

The wine bottle and bourbon were moved to the nightstand. I poured some over ice. The cork loosened from the wine bottle. I moved back to the bed, leaning close to her ear. My fingers teased her clit. She exhaled deeply. “I want to hear you moan and squeal. The gag takes that pleasure from me. If I remove it, will you only speak when you are asked a question?” She nodded. I released the strap, removing the ball. She was breathing heavily. I lay my mostly naked body against her. My breasts, even with hers, our nipples rubbing occasionally. My mouth moved next to her ear. I kissed her cheek.

“You like being controlled, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Does Steven control you?”

“No.”

“Do you control him?”

“Yes.”

“But you want him to treat you like I am now?”

“Yes.” I leaned in close to her, our cheeks pressed together. I captured a selfie. A second with my tongue licking her cheek.

“When I was in the box and controlling you, did you find what you’ve been looking for?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever been controlled before?”

“A girl in college did, but only briefly.”

“Never a man?”

“No.”

“So, you like being controlled by girls. You’ve longed for someone to control you ever since college. Good. Well, you may have found that someone. Tonight will be a test run. You may enjoy yourself enough to ask me for a next time. It depends on you. If you do well, this may become a regular thing. Does your Steven know you are here?”

“No. I told him I had to work early.”

“Do you have to work early?”

“No.”

“So you are mine till we have to check out of this room?”

“Yes.”

“Unless I book another night.”

“Yes.”

“Good slut. White wine or bourbon?”

“Huh?”

“Do you want a taste of wine or bourbon?”

“Wine.” I took a swig of wine and kissed her, passing the liquid into her mouth. She choked at first, then swallowed.

“You need to get used to taking things from my mouth,” I laughed. I swigged a mouthful of bourbon. I swallowed most, feeling the lovely Kentucky hug. Then I kissed her, letting it run into her mouth. She gasped, and my mouth stayed on hers, running my tongue around hers, which forced her to swallow. I pulled away. She exhaled sharply. “You may not always like what I have in my mouth when I kiss you. You will always swallow it. I prefer bourbon. That feeling in your throat and chest is called the Kentucky hug. You will learn to appreciate it just as you learn to enjoy bourbon. If you become my slut; you will like what I like.” I poured some wine into her mouth. She swallowed it quickly. I heard the door open. I poured some more into her mouth. She closed her lips, and the wine spilled over her face. I laughed. I saw my watcher walk in. For a big man, he moved quietly. He sat down in a chair across from the bed. I smiled at him.

“Do you agree to do whatever I say? To obey me no matter what?” I said to her.

“Yes,” she replied.

“Good. Are you ok with being restrained?”

“Yes, now. I was scared at first,” she replied.

“I’m sorry I scared you. Everything will be ok. We will do nothing that you do not want. We will start by getting you really wet. From this moment on, you will not orgasm without my permission. If you feel your body getting there, you need to ask my approval BEFORE it happens, understand?”

“Yes.”

My hands moved to her breasts and started squeezing and twisting. Her body wriggled against the restraints restricting her movement. I sat beside her on the bed. My hands played, and my leg was draped between hers. My knee rested on her mons. Her restrained leg rubbed against my legs. I gently pressed down with my knee to pressure her mons slightly as my hands worked her tits. My hands manipulated them. I sucked her nipple in my mouth. She moaned loudly. I continued to suck on her breasts. My hand worked opposite where I was sucking. Mouth on right breast, hand on left, etc. My leg moved between her legs. Knee now sliding up and along her wetness, gentle, barely touching. My pelvis glided along her thigh. Her body shivered.

“Oh my god, that feels amazing.”

“Of course it does. Did you think I would just torture you?”

“No. I just… I… I didn’t know what to expect.”

“Have none of your lovers ever just played with your body?”

“No. Not like this.”

“Interesting. I need to ask some more questions. How many cocks have entered these lips?” My fingers stroked along her labia.

“Um… Four.” I looked at my watcher and raised my eyebrows, smiling.

“And other than those, how many cocks have entered these lips?” The same fingers ran along her mouth, rubbing her juices on them.

“Um… Two.”

“How many women’s pussy’s have been on these lips?”

“Just one.”

“Hmm… Other than mine, how many women’s lips have been on these lips?” I returned to stroking her labia.

“None.”

My hand moved up and tugged at her pubes as I sucked her nipple deep into my mouth.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” Oh, fuck yes. This is going to be fun.

I poured some bourbon on her belly and sucked it into my mouth. Then continued to suck on her tits. My hands worked all over them. My watcher loosened his pants and was stroking his big cock. I sucked extra hard on the side of her left breast. I pinched her nipples as I did. I took a swig of bourbon and continued. A small purple mark appeared. It has been a while since I gave someone a hickey. I massaged it. I sucked on her nipples. She squirmed and moaned as I did. My fingers moved down to her pussy. I motioned to my watcher to work her phone. He stood and quietly filmed us with her phone.

My fingers pulled and played with her pubes. “I need to tame this. A little trim to straighten it out.” I ran my hand through her pubes. “Not now, of course.” My palm pressed on her mons. Her hips reacted. My fingers dabbled at her clit. She shivered. My hand continued to press down. I tugged at her as I played around her lips. Her puffy pink lips were a deep contrast to her tanned skin. She must use a tanning booth. I tugged at her inner lips. She moaned loudly. “Remember the rule, slut.”

“Yes,” she replied through gritted teeth. My watcher, now cameraman, was focused on her pussy and my fingers. I leaned my face into the frame, smiling widely.

I continued to pull at her lips. My palm was still pressed on her mons, slowly massaging. Her hips were wriggling. My fingers tapped on her clit,` setting a rhythm. Her body was jerking with each tap. I felt her breathing increase. My fingers slid past her lips and inside of her slowly. She exhaled deeply. I picked up the drumming on her clit. My fingers teased the ridges on the upper inside of her pussy as my palm pressed down.

“I am close,” she said. “May I orgasm?”

“Oh, I love when my slut behaves. But certainly not yet.” My hands left her body. Her hips still wriggled. I watched as fluids built on her lips. I blew gently on them. My hands caressed her thighs. Fingers combed through her pubes. Her legs pulled against the restraints. I slid a pillow under her butt and spread her cheeks for the camera. I licked my finger. “I forgot to ask, has anything ever entered this tight hole?” My wet finger swirled around her asshole. Her body shivered.

“Yes.”

“How many cocks?”

“Two.”

“Is your precious Steven one?”

“Yes.”

“Ever had two cocks in you at once?” My finger continued to tease.

“No.” I bent down and ran my tongue around her asshole. She shivered. “Oh fuck.”

“Don’t cum, slut.”

“No.” I saw and felt her cheeks tighten. I smiled and raised my eyebrows to the camera.

“So close, aren’t you?” My breath blew against her now damp asshole. She trembled.

“Yes.”

I moved to her wet hole, sucking on her lips. She shrieked. My tongue dug into her wet hole. I could taste her tanginess. I could also taste salty cum. I sucked and licked. Her body shivered. Her hips wriggled.

“You are going to make me cum. May I cum?”

“No,” I licked twice more and then pulled away, running my tongue along her thigh. Her body was still shivering. I pulled off the bed. Poured some wine into her mouth. She gasped and swallowed. I shot some bourbon and poured a drink for my watcher. I swigged some bourbon. Not much left. I kissed her, letting a little drip in. She gasped, but swallowed quickly.

I went back to teasing her with my fingers and mouth. Stopping each time, she became close to orgasm. I kept this up for half an hour. My tongue ached a little. She was squirming on the bed. Her body was covered in sweat. Her pussy was swollen and dripping. I swallowed some bourbon. Then, I swigged some wine. I offered her wine or water.

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Liam had let Jackie tie him up yet again. The pleasures she delivered with her tongue, big tits, smooth- shaven, wet pussy and especially her ‘cock’ were too much to say no to. Liam was on his back, arms up over his head, legs tied, splayed wide with pillow under his ass, allowing Jackie free access to his asshole and hard cock. This day’s pleasures began with a nice rim job. Jackie would start at his asshole, swirling her tongue around while spreading his ass open. She would then switch to stiffening her tongue and darting her tongue up his ass as far as she could. She then traced her tongue across his perineum, taking some time to tickle it, then trace further up across his precum-coated, freshly-shaven balls then up his shaft, where she would flatten her tongue out and slowly and gently glide it repeatedly across the bottom part of his cock right below his tip. This treatment made Liam squirm with pleasure, his balls filling with cum he was sure to taste later. Without notice, Jackie took his whole cock down her throat in one gulp all the to the root, then stickigere tongue out to lick his balls, his cock deep in her mouth. Jackie had been sucking his cock so much lately that she lost her gag reflex, to Liam, and Jackie’s, delight.

Liam started begging if Jackie could please let him cum, but Jackie’s edging game was not over. After sucking Liam’s hard manhood and softening up his asshole, Jackie slowly slid her ‘cock’ into his waiting asshole, sliding deep inside and slowly gliding over his prostate, sending waves of pleasure to his whole body, while causing precum to flow from his tip. With very slow, constant motion, Jackie fucked his ass, her motion a slow and steady in-and-out motion. Jackie would occasionally lean down and take Liam’s cock into her mouth, sucking on the tip, swallowing his juices, all the while keeping her slow, steady motion.

Jackie’s game was working, but she had to be careful not to have Liam’s cum shooting out of his cock too early. She had to keep him right at the edge of cumming Casibom Giriş to make this all work. Liam had become her little cum-eating, butt slut, but she was convinced there was more to tap from him, aside from just his cum.

Jackie switched to slowly stroking his cock and softly running her fingertips across his balls, her ‘cock’ still fucking Liam’s ass with a slow, steady pace. Liam’s moaning and groaning became more vocal and loud, his begging more urgent; at one point offering her money to please let him cum, and then she knew she had reached the point of certain success.

Jackie then whispered, “I looked at your porn search history my little cum slut. You are quite the porn viewer, aren’t you? Do I not satisfy you at all?”

Liam, hardly able to respond through the groaning and moaning from the ass-fucking he was taking, said with a whimper, “No, sweetie. You turn me on like it was our first fuck. I’m just so horny all the time and my fantasies have gotten out of control. But I’ve been too ashamed to share them with you.”

Liam’s cock was flowing with precum, making his hard cock slick and smooth. Jackie decided to try and bring him even closer, so she continued the slow assault on his asshole while gliding her hand up his cock to the tip and gently applied a touch more grip and slowly jerked the tip of his cock, her hand moving up and down in short movements.

Liam’s movements and moans were enough for Jackie to see that Liam was close to cumming, but she wanted to hear more. If he would offer money to cum, could he get her to offer more, or something else?

Jackie stopped stroking his hard, thick cock and took her hand to her mouth and licked off all his precum from her fingers. Her ‘cock’ was still stuffed deep inside his ass and Liam’s eyes looked wantonly at her tongue as she licked the precum off. Being sure to keep her ‘cock’ buried deep inside, Jackie moved slowly towards Liam into the missionary position. She took one of her Casibom bonus heavy tits and fed her hard nipple to Liam.

“Suck my nipples my little slut, get me wet for your cock.”

Liam needed little encouragement and took Jackie’s nipple between his lips and began to suck. He loved her big tits and the dark brown areolas. He often jerked off to the picture of eating his cum off her tits after fucking her tits, but was never given the chance, probably because he was too busy eating his cum from her pussy.

Jackie was getting hornier but didn’t want to get too horny too fast. She took her nipple from his mouth and whispered next to his ear while her tits pressed against his chin, “You are a little whore. I wish you didn’t keep your fantasies from me, they turn me on. If you had to choose one fantasy to make real, what would you choose? If you tell me, I’ll let you cum.”

Liam’s balls were getting sore and his ass was still filled with Jackie’s ‘cock’ and wanted to cum so badly. He wasn’t sure what to say. He just considered these things fantasies and wasn’t sure he’d really want them to happen, but he needed to cum and tried to think what fantasy really made him cum hard.

“I want you to fuck a guy and come home and tell me about it.”

Jackie’s pussy began to throb, she could feel her pussy juices beginning to flow out of her. The thought of fucking another guy turned her on, but she was scared to ruin things with Liam.

“You want me to go find a guy and fuck him and then tell you about it?”

“Yes, I’d love to hear about you being fucked. I love hearing about your old sexual affairs. It makes my cock so hard.”

Jackie began to pump into Liam’s ass a bit faster and started stroking his cock again.

“You’re sure, little cum slut? You want another man to use this body and fuck it? To suck my big tits and my smooth pussy and then fuck me and cum inside my tight pussy? Is that what you want?”

Jackie had ramped up her pace Casibom güvenilir mi? and was fucking him harder now and jacking off his cock to meet her rhythm into his ass. Liam had spent the last hour being fucked and edged and had to cum.

“Yes, knowing that someone is fucking you makes me so horny. Please go fuck someone, I want to hear about it. Be a little slut, just like me.”

Jackie straightened up, her big tits swaying in Liam’s face as she started to pound his ass hard and deep. She could tell he was close to cumming and knew it was going to be huge, so she aimed his cock at his face. With a loud groan Liam came, his cum shooting out of his cock, landing all over his face and open mouth. Jackie kept fucking him hard and stroking his cock till every drop of his juices was out. She then slid her ‘cock’ out, leaned forward and licked up all the cum she could, held it in her mouth and kissed Liam deeply, letting all his cum flow into his mouth. Jackie’s pussy was aching now and untied Liam and slid Liam’s still hard cock in her drenched pussy before his cock got soft.

Liam lay her down on her back and fucked her pussy with long, deep strokes while biting her nipples. Jackie hard never been fucked so hard and Liam’s thick cock stretched out her pussy, making her feel so full. Liam was fucking her with reckless abandon, Jackie’s soft, 34DD tits shaking and bouncing, turning Liam on more. He could feel Jackie’s pussy begin to contract slightly and knew she was close, so he reached down and rubbed her clit as he continued to ram into her beautiful, smooth cunt.

Feeling her orgasm coming any second, Jackie looked at Liam, spreading her legs wider for him and whispered to him, “I’m going to fuck someone with a huge cock, let him cum in me, come home and tell you about it and let you clean up my wet pussy, just the way you want.” And with that, Jackie’s pussy wrapped around Liam’s dick as she came harder than any other time she could remember. Her tight pussy clamping on his cock was enough to send Liam to another orgasm, grabbing her ass and hips and bucking into as he shot a second load into his soon-to-be slit wife. He collapsed on top of her, her soft, natural tits pressing against him. He could feel her lips on his ear as they began to move when he heard his favorite words….”now go clean my pussy up my little sissy cum licker.”

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For the last two weeks Mistress has been keeping me locked 24/7, which is quite unusual. During that same period she has had me worship her pussy almost every single night, which is not as unusual, but still pretty rare. Not that I’m complaining you understand, I adore licking her delicious pussy and making her cum, and I love it even more when I am locked and frustrated.

For the first week she also had me worship her feet every single day, which I absolutely love. In fact a few days ago she had me worship her beautiful feet first thing in the morning and also after dinner. I honestly couldn’t have been happier; I could worship those pretty feet all day and still want more!. Truth be told I am a total slut for her gorgeous feet and she knows she could make me do just about anything by dangling those pretty toes in front of my face. But since that double treat I haven’t been allowed to even touch them, which, as you can probably imagine has only added to my intense feelings of frustration and need.

A few nights ago, as she was preparing to give me a very hard and thorough pegging, she had me kneel deferentially before her and suck her rubber strap-on. I always find this deeply humiliating but it made my cock so fucking hard in my cage that I could hardly concentrate on what I was supposed to be doing. As Mistress pushed her ‘cock’ deeper and deeper into my mouth she told me she had ‘Big Plans’ for me on Friday night. It was Wednesday and I was very excited but also a little nervous because when Mistress says ‘Big Plans’ that usually means she’s got a new idea or game to try and could also mean that I’m about to cross a new boundary…

Part of me desperately wants that, but I wish I knew what it was. Not knowing is the scary part…

Friday night came and Mistress removed my cage, she told me to go and shower and asked if she needed to supervise me to make sure I didn’t touch my cock any more than absolutely necessary. I assured her that I would behave myself, and to be honest I wouldn’t dare disrespect her like that again. Last time I could barely sit down when she had finished punishing my ass!

“Very well,” said Mistress, with a glint in her eye. “Off you go then. And don’t be too long.”

I thanked her, slipped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. It felt weird having the cage off; when you wear something constantly and for so long it really does become part of you. But still it was nice to feel my cock and balls free to move about a bit, it felt like a long time since they had been able to do that.

I finished my shower and dried myself thoroughly, then headed back into the bedroom where Mistress was waiting for me. She looked incredible, reclining in a VERY thin, black silk robe that clung to parts of her sexy body like paint. Her legs were spread and her fingers moved slowly between her legs. As I gazed at her intoxicating form I felt totally unworthy to even be in her presence.

She told me to kneel at the side of the bed then let her left foot drift over towards me.

“You love my pretty feet don’t you slave… sometimes I think you love them more than anything, is that true?”

I pondered my reply for a moment, I love many things about Mistress’s body, I love her breasts, I love her delicious pussy and I love her wonderful ass. I also love her smooth, sexy legs, especially her thighs, but when push comes to shove, and especially when I’ve been kept denied and I’m feeling super submissive then yes, her feet are probably number one.

I’ve often wondered exactly why it is that her feet are so damned captivating to me, I mean I’ve always felt a bit weird that I like them so much, but it’s not like I’m alone is it? There are literally millions of foot worshippers out there, particularly amongst submissives, and it’s kind of accepted now that subs and cuckolds only deserve to cum on feet… isn’t it?

“Yes Mistress,” I replied hesitantly, not wanting her to think I thought any less of her many other wonderful attributes.

“I wonder,” she began, “what you’d give up to keep being allowed to worship my pretty feet.”

I sensed it was a rhetorical question and waited for her to continue.

“Would you give up being pegged?”

“Very reluctantly,” I answered.

“I’m not interested in your reluctance slave, just answer the question.”

“Yes Mistress.

“That’s better. What about… being allowed to see my breasts?”

I shuffled uncomfortably on my knees, I really didn’t want to give up anything but what could I do but answer honestly?

“Yes… Mistress.”

“I see… and what about your orgasms slave? What if I said that every time I allowed you a real orgasm it would mean that you couldn’t even touch my beautiful feet for… I don’t know, three months. Would you rather just give up your full orgasms altogether, or is that a hard limit for you?”

I shuffled on my knees again, hoping this wasn’t Mistress’s new game… was she going to make me pick one of these? I really hoped not. But still… I wasn’t giving up being able to worship her gorgeous feet for casibom anything.

“I would give up my full orgasms Mistress… without a doubt.”

“Really slave? Wow, you really are devoted aren’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, totally devoted.”

Mistress waggled her foot in front of my face, almost daring me to reach out and touch or lick it.

“Hmmm,” she purred. “Well I’m afraid you’re not going to be allowed to worship my perfect feet just yet, but if you’re good and you do as you’re told then you will eventually get a chance to. I know you’ve been aching for them all this week haven’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” I sighed… “Thank you Mistress.”

“Oh, don’t thank me yet slave… you have no idea what it’s going to take for you to get your treat tonight. But I promise you two things. Firstly, if you do as I ask, which I know will be difficult for you… I will let you worship my feet every day for the next month, no matter what else you may do to displease me. Okay?”

“Thank you Mistress, that sounds wonderful.”

She chuckled to herself softly, then worked her fingers between her legs for a moment before she continued…

“But if you fail, then you won’t get to touch my feet for at least a month, and you definitely won’t get to cum on my feet for AT LEAST three months. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress,” I gulped, wondering what the hell she had planned for me.

“And… I may also feel the need to physically punish you on top of that, so think long and hard before you do anything you might regret.”

“I will Mistress.”

“Very well,” she said getting off the bed. “Stand up.”

Mistress picked my cage up off the nightstand and showed it to me.

“Notice anything different slave?”

I peered at the cage and noticed that she had fitted the ‘points of intrigue’ and not the short set, the longer ones that REALLY dig in when you get hard.

“I hope you won’t get too hard watching me slave, that would be very unfortunate… and very uncomfortable for you.”

I twitched thinking about watching Mistress masturbate with those damned points digging into the skin of my cock. Little did I know that would be a lot easier for me, at least mentally, than what she had planned.

She handed me the chastity device and told me to put it on. As I nervously fumbled with it she sat on the bed, her robe falling open slightly and exposing her gorgeous breasts.

“Don’t look at me slave… concentrate on getting that on,” she warned. “We don’t have much time.”

A few seconds passed before I registered what she had said, why would we not have much time?

I got the chastity device on and Mistress leant forward to fasten the lock. Her fingers trailed down the case and moved to my balls which she gently stroked until I started to get hard.

“Mmmm, are those points biting yet?”

“A little Mistress,” I winced.

“Good…. but we need to get you secured. Sit down.”

Mistress pointed to the chair that was behind me and once I was seated Mistress wrapped a leather cuff around each of my wrists and bound my arms so that I couldn’t get up.

“Now, I am not going to blindfold you… but from this moment on I expect you only to look at my feet. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

She leant forward and reiterated the importance of her order.

“I’m not messing around here, if I see you looking anywhere but my feet then you are in trouble.”

“Yes Mistress, I promise I won’t Mistress.”

“Good slave… now wait here, I will be back shortly.”

Mistress left me alone, tied to the chair. It’s moments like these when your mind drifts and you start dreaming up all sorts of strange ideas, but I don’t think anything could have prepared me for what was about to happen.

A few minutes later Mistress walked back into the room through the door behind me and I obediently refrained from looking anywhere but at her feet as she got back onto the bed. However I could sense something was different, there was something that I couldn’t see to my left and I wasn’t allowed to look. It was worrying. DEEPLY worrying.

Nevertheless I stared at Mistress’s feet, waiting to see what would transpire. For a few minutes she lay back again, just playing with herself. It was hard not to look directly at her, but obviously I could see a certain amount in my peripheral vision. I thought I heard a small noise from behind me but I couldn’t be sure. There it was again… I began to think there might actually be someone in the room with us.

My heart was pounding in my ears, was there actually someone else here?

“Come,” Mistress said, which almost caused me to lose concentration and look up at her.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure get on the bed and shuffle nervously towards my Mistress, positioning himself on his knees between her legs. She lifted her left foot and he took it in his hands, gently caressing it as she continued to masturbate.

“What does Mistress V call you again?” she asked.

“Bitch, mostly… Maam,” Casibom slot oyunları he replied softly.

Mistress chuckled.

“And what should I call you?” she asked.

“Whatever you please Maam,” he responded.

“Okay, then I shall call you ‘B’ if you don’t mind?”

“Of course Maam, whatever suits you.”

“And don’t call me Maam, call me Mistress. I know you can’t call me Mistress when your owner is around but she has given you to me for today, okay?”

“Yes Mistress.”

It was becoming hard to focus and not look away from Mistress’s foot dangling in the air while ‘B’ caressed it. I had met slave ‘B’ socially before when we had visited Mistress V’s house earlier in the year. He was very nervy and as I recall had a rather small cock. Mistress V constantly belittled him for it, which amusingly he seemed to enjoy.

“Do you like my feet?” she asked.

“Yes Mistress, they are very beautiful…”

“Thank you ‘B’. My slave tells me that constantly of course, but I never tire of hearing it. You may worship my foot now.”

I felt a pang of jealously hearing her giving slave B permission to worship her beautiful feet, MY beautiful feet. But I knew it was not my place to complain, after all I am just the submissive in the relationship and she can do whatever she feels is right. I had already (reluctantly) agreed in principle to being cuckolded if Mistress ever felt she truly wanted to do that, so this wasn’t so bad… I knew slave B wasn’t going to be allowed to do that and even if he was his 4″ cock wasn’t going to do much for Mistress. But perhaps that would actually be more humiliating, to be cuckolded not by a bigger man, but a smaller one…?

My train of thought was broken when I heard Mistress speak again.

“Has Mistress V kicked your balls lately B?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“You like that don’t you?”

“Very much Mistress.”

Mistress shifted on the bed slightly and I could tell she was bringing her other foot between B’s legs.

“My slave likes it too, but not as much as you from what Mistress V tells me.”

“Probably not Mistress.”

“You REALLY love it don’t you?”

I heard a loud smack as Mistress brought her foot up between slave B’s legs.

“Yes Mistress,” B grunted.

“Don’t stop worshipping my pretty foot.”

I heard another smack as Mistress’s foot impacted B’s balls a second time.

“That’s better.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

Mistress brought her foot up between B’s legs a further three times, each seemingly harder than the last judging by B’s reaction. Hearing the slap of skin on skin echoing around the room made me crave the feeling of her foot against my balls and I felt the points of intrigue digging in hard as my cock swelled inside my cage.

“I better stop now, I don’t want you too swollen to cum. I hope you’ve got a nice big load for me.”

“I have Mistress, but I don’t think I’m allowed to cum…”

The echo of Mistress’s foot slapping into B’s balls a further three times filled the room, bringing further appreciative grunts from B.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you for kicking my worthless balls Mistress.”

“Worthless balls are they, well we shall see won’t we.”

Mistress paused to enjoy B’s discomfort for a few moments and then picked up her phone from the bed.

“Don’t worry B, I wouldn’t do that to you. I’m going to call Mistress V right now and ask if she minds…”

“Thank you Mistress,” the relief in his voice was palpable.

Mistress tapped the screen of her phone and placed it near her ear.

“Hi V, how are you? Yes I’m having a lovely time… my slave is tied to a chair and only allowed to look at my feet and your slave is diligently worshipping my toes. It’s wonderful, what a shame you couldn’t be here to watch, maybe some other time….”

Mistress V was talking on the other end of the phone and I couldn’t hear what she was saying, all I could hear was the sound of B sucking and licking my Mistress’s perfect feet. I knew I shouldn’t hate him, he’s only doing what he’s told, but it was hard hearing that and feeling so helpless.

” I hope you don’t mind but I couldn’t resist giving your slave’s balls a little kick… no, don’t worry they were only taps, nothing like what you administer I’m sure. Listen V, I wanted to ask a really, really big favour… I know this is probably overstepping the line, but could I please allow your slave to cum?”

Again I couldn’t hear the conversation, just the distressing sounds of ‘B’ worshipping Mistress’s beautiful foot filling my ears.

“I know… but I promise to make it up to you.”

“Please…. I’ll do anything.”

“Umm, yes okay… even that.”

Mistress sounded slightly unsure about whatever she’d just agreed to, but that was none of my business.

“Okay V, thanks a million, love you loads…bye.”

Mistress shut off the call and I peripherally saw her glance in my direction.

“I hope you’re keeping your eyes where they should be Casibom hakkında slave?”

“Yes Mistress,” I answered.

“Good.”

She turned her attention back to the man kneeling on the bed in front of her.

“Now you can worship my other foot B, the one that just kicked your nice full balls.”

“Thank you Mistress,” B replied eagerly, clearly excited by the news that he was to be allowed to cum.

“I really hope you have a HUGE load for me.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Mistress V tells me you cum a lot, despite being a little on the small side.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Actually she said something funny, I think it was ‘the smallest hoses dispense the greatest volume of liquid’… something like that anyway.”

“She does like to tease me about it Mistress.”

“Yes I remember last time, I almost felt bad for you.”

“There’s no need Mistress. I know I am Mistress V’s bitch and I can take it.”

Mistress relaxed a little, her foot moving between B’s legs and stroking his little cock. Her voice turned in my direction again and I hear her speak to me.

“Is it torture for you to watch someone else worship my pretty foot slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And does it hurt to know that my other foot is gently rubbing B’s tiny little cock and balls?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“He’s really good with his mouth you know… I bet he would make me cum really quickly.”

I heard a rustling as Mistress pushed her robe back off her shoulders, exposing her beautiful body, not that I was allowed to look at it of course. This time it was only for B’s eyes. The lucky bastard.

“Yes B, suck my pretty toes..”

Mistress was getting very turned on and I could smell her pussy in the air, it sounded like she was getting close to cumming too.

Abruptly she pulled her foot away from B’s mouth, then spread her thighs and put her feet together right below where B’s hard little cock was swaying back and forth.

“Come with me B, get yourself to the edge and I’ll tell you when.”

Now I couldn’t help but look at B’s fist moving back and forth as it was only a few inches above Mistress’s perfectly smooth insteps.

“I want you to cum on my feet B, I want you to cover them in cum, will you do that for me?

“Yes Mistress,” B groaned.

“Are you close?” she asked.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Keep it there, wait for me…”

The seconds ticked by until finally I heard Mistress gasp and give B the order to cum.

I watched helplessly as B fired rope after rope of cum over Mistress’s divine feet. I felt violated, and I already knew what Mistress was going to ask me to do.

The sounds of two intense orgasms faded slowly away and Mistress layed silently for a few moments as she gathered herself together. ‘B’ remained upright on his knees. He’s used to being punished for any breach of Mistress V’s protocol, however slight and would never dare move until given permission.

“Thank you B, you may go now. Your cage is on the kitchen table with your clothes. Make sure you replace it before you leave.”

“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.”

‘B’ started to shuffle backwards off the bed, unwilling to turn his back on his temporary owner.

“Oh, but before you go, release my slave please.”

“Of course Mistress.”

I heard ‘B’ get off the bed and move towards me. He didn’t speak to me, nor I to him. He just silently undid the straps that held me in place and then turned back towards my Mistress to check if there was anything else she wanted.

“No, no… you get off home, thank you, I hope you enjoyed that.”

“Yes Mistress,” he smiled nervously, wondering if he would be punished when he got home regardless.

I heard ‘B’ go down the stairs, finally leaving me alone with my Mistress. My eyes were still fixed on her beautiful cum covered feet and I knew she was going to make me clean them.

“Now slave, if you really love my feet as much as you say and if you want to be allowed to keep worshipping them then this is your chance to prove it.”

I continued staring at her feet, feeling slightly light headed.

“Come on, get on the bed…”

I had to use every ounce of willpower I could muster to pull myself out of the chair and onto the bed. My cock was still painfully hard inside the cage despite my innate reluctance to do what she was about to ask of me.

“Are those spikes biting well slave?”

“Yes Mistress,” I almost croaked.

“Good. I’m glad I remembered to put those in today, it’s been a while since we’ve used them.”

She held her left foot up and I looked down at it, she wasn’t kidding about B’s ability to cum. I’ve never cum that much in my life… and that was only half of it!

“It looks so pretty doesn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress,” I heard myself say.

It’s true, it did look very sexy, I just wished it was my own cum I was about to swallow and not B’s. I’ve licked and sucked my own cum off her beautiful feet so many times, but this was completely different.

“But now I want you to clean them, otherwise… well, you know.”

Physically eating the cum was not difficult, but mentally it was challenging and represented a new stage in our Dom/sub arc. Mistress sensed my struggle…

“I know it’s difficult for you, but just focus on the fact that it’s what I want, and above all… above EVERYTHING else, you want to please ME don’t you?”

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“Ok…Lucas,” intoned Brooke as she smiled, with her eyes darting around the room a little. She clearly felt a bit strange at Lucas’s sudden insistence on familiarity. But it wasn’t really anything that was too big of a deal, and after all, she had basically just received a huge promotion…on her third day at work. As Lucas stood there staring at her, she took a deep breath to pass the time, and perhaps usher in a new aspect to the interaction. More than anything, she was indicating to him that he ought to go ahead and carry on with whatever the plan was.

As Brooke heaved her bright sigh, however, all Lucas could focus on were those twin freshly-grown breasts, which were now free to breathe a little easier now that they were held back not by three, but only two buttons. He could see even more of them now — the smooth, creamy terrain of her breast flesh, which jutted out farther from her chest and hung visibly lower than before, had been vastly increased, now that her dress was restraining less of her. And the more he stared, the more his desperation and fever increased to see her grow more in front of him. He knew he was staring awkwardly…inappropriately, at her; he knew that it was becoming more and more obvious every passing moment. A large part of him didn’t care, but he nonetheless managed to smile, nod at her, and go back around to his desk to sit down. Before he sank into his chair, however, a dirty idea suddenly popped into his head.

“I hope you understand, Brooke, that your new position isn’t just for my benefit,” he said distinctly, delighting himself with how contained his voice sounded as he drifted down into his chair.

“I’m…not sure if I follow, Mr. Mineur…Lucas, sorry,” said Brooke, shifting her weight to one leg as she put her hand on her hip. ‘Jesus Christ,’ thought Lucas, ‘She doesn’t even realize what she looks like.’

“So in addition to having you shoulder a certain amount of my responsibilities,” said Lucas, leaning back and putting his fingers together, “In this new position, you’ll be working…well, close to me. We can get you a little desk to go in here and everything.”

“I…ok…yes,” said Brooke, still obviously not quite understanding where Lucas was going with this. Chuckling genially, he continued on.

“You see, Brooke,” he said, leaning forward in his chair, “I want you to understand how important it is, being a willing participant in this groundbreaking new human trial, that you be closely monitored during this whole process. It’s key that we know exactly how the nanobots are behaving, the effects they’re having on you, and so on. And of course, it’s not just all about the nanobots — it’s about you too, Brooke. I want to be able to keep an eye on you, and make sure it’s all going…according to plan. Does that make sense?”

“Um, yes. Yes it does,” said Brooke, nodding. “Thanks for your concern, Lucas. That…yes, that makes sense to me.”

“Like, if I may?” asked Lucas, abruptly rising up from his chair and coming over to her. He had to do it again. Just seeing how tall and stately Brooke looked, with her hip cocked like that, and her juicy breasts looking so fat and engorged, like they were just ripe for more…

“It’s important that we monitor your bone structure from time to time,” said Lucas, standing quite close to her and reaching up his hand to touch her shoulder. He felt the warm, firm shape of her upper arm in his hand, and jostled his fingers up a bit to her shoulder. She was just standing there, letting him do all this — he was still totally in control. But internally, his heart had started hammering away again, and he had to make a distinct effort to breathe normally. Her face just looked so much…sharper..sexier. Her jawline was more defined, and she had begun to develop prominent cheekbones which were now quite obviously making her appear more regal and confident. And her lips! Lucas could hardly believe how plush and full they looked.

‘Definitely kissable,’ he thought to himself, getting lost in a daydream. He felt himself drifting towards her face, but he was able to pull himself back, even as he continued to keep his hand on her.

“E-especially in the connecting joints like the shoulder, you understand?” he said, coming back to reality, his hand now appearing to test her joint. As he did so, however, he allowed his thumb to explore a bit outward, and it brushed dangerously close to the bare flesh of her top left breast.

“Uh…yeah, I get it,” said Brooke, looking at where Lucas was touching.

‘She’s still so innocent,’ Lucas thought, his other hand in his pocket, ‘She has no idea.’

He pressed the remote again, and immediately he felt her shoulder pressing into his hand. It was happening again…she was growing. Lucas’s eyes flitted over to her breasts, which were now expanding and swelling up directly under his face. Her cleavage deepened and lengthened simultaneously, and Lucas could see that the other two buttons on her dress were straining and quivering desperately above the expanding chasm between her breasts. He might have Ankara escort stopped himself before, but it was too late now. He held his thumb down on the remote, feeling Brooke’s body continue pushing back against his hand more and more. His arm had been almost fully extended before, but a crook was fast developing in his elbow as Brooke’s body pushed his hand backward.

The two remaining buttons on her dress suddenly popped off, flying somewhere into the office, and as they went, Brooke’s breasts seemed to flood the area of Lucas’s vision when he looked slightly down. His eyes were wide, unblinking, almost crazed, as he hungrily drank in the sight of her liberated breasts, which were now literally bouncing up and down from the sheer momentum of their release from the tight dress. Her nipples were still covered, but only just, and even though they remained under the dress, their large, round, pressing orbs forcefully mashed up against the inside of the dress left little to the imagination. Lucas’s thumb was still touching the top part of Brooke’s breast, and as her growing body continued to push his hand back, he realized that his thumb was being pressed back at a faster pace than the rest of his hand.

“Ugh…I think…it’s happening again,” said Brooke uncomfortably, twisting her body a little, as if trying to escape both Lucas’s touch and the growth itself. “I don’t know if it’s…the bots, or…or what…but…”

“Easy now, Brooke…eeeeassssyyy,” he said soothingly, keeping his hand firmly on her shoulder and even giving it a slight shake to emphasize the point that she should relax and trust him. He looked straight forward into her eyes, and for a moment, their eyes met, and Lucas could see that she was definitely distressed, and even a little frightened. He felt powerful, staring at her, but he knew that he had to keep selling his point. And so he took his hand off her shoulder (still pressing the remote) and crouched down in front of her, examining her exposed knees.

“Hmmm, yes…yes, ok,” he said, taking the opportunity to admire how sleek, sexy, and full her legs had become. And they were still growing! Perhaps not as obviously as her breasts, but still, it was obvious.

“Your knees look fine,” he announced calmly. “How are your feet feeling?”

“A little tight, maybe, but nothing too intense,” came Brooke’s answer. She certainly seemed to have calmed down; her voice sounded quite smooth. “Sophia thought I should get heels that had a little room in them, you know? In case I had more spurts…just like this one, I guess, huh?”

“Yeah…” muttered Lucas, his eyes momentarily lost in the sight of Brooke’s exposed lower thighs swelling in front of his face. “Yeah, that was…that was smart of her.”

He suddenly realized that he should probably stop pressing the remote, and took his thumb off. There he was, kneeling at Brooke’s feet, staring straight forward into her legs. He glanced upward, and was suddenly treated to a magnificent view of her protruding breasts, which had become so big (double-D cups) that he couldn’t even see her face from where he was kneeling. Lucas had to swallow a few times to assuage his dry mouth; he had been unconsciously gaping.

“Still feeling ok?” he asked up at her, even though her face was beyond him.

“Oh yes!” she intoned from somewhere beyond her breasts, “I feel…pretty good, actually. My mind is…how to say it…hehe, I don’t know, I’m just thinking a lot clearer this morning! And I’m actually…starting to recall some old memories…i-it’s nothing, though, hehe, nevermind.”

Lucas was slightly puzzled by the tone in her voice. Just a few seconds before, she had been uncomfortable, frightened…almost trying to squirm away from him. But her tone had totally changed — she was much calmer, cooler…and her voice…what was going on with that? Was it somehow…deeper? More feminine? Lucas couldn’t tell. But whatever it was, it was penetrating Lucas’s body to the core, and seemed to be sending an electric current straight down to his groin.

“Well…that’s good! Good to hear!” he responded, getting his weight under him and rising back up to his feet. “See, this is one of the reasons that I thought it was a good idea…to have you…around…”

His words trailed off as he straightened up completely to his full height, because he had just realized that Brooke’s head was tilted slightly down towards his face. Lucas felt his eyebrows spasm a little of their own accord. Brooke’s eyes were above his. She was actually looking down at him. It wasn’t by much, but it was enough to be noticeable. In her heels, she was taller than him now. But even more striking than that was the twinkle in Brooke’s eye as she looked down at him…playfully? What was that look!? Was it authority? Confidence? Maybe even a little…naughtiness? Lucas was off the map at this point — he had never seen Brooke look at him like that, and at this point, he didn’t think she even had the capacity to pull those kinds of expressions.

“Oh, is that right, Mr. Mineur?” Escort Ankara she asked flirtatiously, her eyebrows going up a bit as she spoke coolly. “Is that why you want to have me around?”

“I…I…uhhh…y-yes,” he stammered, looking up helplessly into her eyes.

Brooke narrowed her eyes slightly down at him, and for a moment, Lucas was afraid that she would bore into him and continue the interrogation. But then she blinked and seemed to brush aside the option, instead choosing to flash him a smile that was so gorgeous and sunny that it left him feeling drained.

“Haha, well ok then,” she laughed, putting her hands on her hips and jostling herself playfully from side to side, her huge breasts swinging left and right crazily, massive, weighty entities unto themselves as they hung licentiously off her chest. If she had come to work looking like that, Lucas would have felt professionally obliged to tell her to change.

‘Holy fuck,’ Lucas thought to himself, ‘She’s a 9 out of 10 now…she’s one of the sexiest, hottest people I’ve ever seen. And she’s right here. I’ve got her! She’s mine.’

“So…as your new secretary,” asked Brooke, once more putting her hands on her hips, “What would you like me to do now? I’m gonna need a desk, won’t I? Want me to go ahead and order one?”

Lucas had been distracted by how much Brooke’s widened frame was filling the doorway, but her practical professionalism jolted him back into reality.

“Um, yes…yes, that would be very nice,” he said. Brooke nodded and strode over to her chair. Lucas watched her go, with her tits bounding and bouncing like a disturbed body of water.

‘My god,’ Lucas breathed to himself, ‘She’s GOT to be a double-D now…at least.’

Brooke was bending down to retrieve her laptop, and Lucas was now met with the sight of her luscious ass, which was straining and pushing so intently into the dress that Lucas could even see the prominent, bulging curve where her buttocks met her thighs. She wasn’t looking at him…and he felt himself crack again as his cock surged in his pants. He thrust his hand back down into his pocket, fumbled feverishly for a moment, and pressed the remote again. Instantly, Brooke’s ass began swelling up, and Lucas saw with nearly-drooling lust that Brooke’s red dress was now riding up on her upper thighs…and now…yes!! Just a hint of the curve of her lower ass cheeks came into view. Because Brooke was bending down and growing at the same time, her slightly-exposed ass was all the more noticeable.

“Gosh, maybe I’m just hallucinating,” said Brooke, straightening up and turning around (Lucas quickly lowered his face and made his way mechanically over to his desk), “But does it feel a little chilly in here to you?”

“Chilly?” asked Lucas, loosening his collar as he let a furnace of hot air escape from his neck.

“Heheh, I don’t know,” chuckled Brooke, turning around and plopping down in her chair as she opened her laptop. “Maybe it’s just my hormones being all out of whack with these growth spurts, you know? Ugh, geez, I can even tell that I’ve gotten bigger just by sitting down. Are you seeing this, Lucas? I can barely even fit in this chair anymore.”

“That’s…quite something,” he forced out of his mouth.

“Ok, so what do you think? Mahogany? Oak? Redwood? Haha, probably not redwood, they’re endangered.”

“What?” asked Lucas, not having the faintest clue what Brooke was talking about. He had been gaping at how her ass was literally squishing itself under the armrests, and out the sides of the chair.

“My desk, Lucas!” laughed Brooke. “You know, the one I’m buying right now?”

“Oh…uhhh…just…get whatever you want,” muttered Lucas, waving his hand, not even bothering to pretend that he cared. “Um…you can use…use my card to…buy it.”

“Aww, that’s very nice of you,” she returned graciously. “I’ll be sure to pay it forward!”

Lucas kept sitting there at his desk, watching as Brooke tapped and typed around on her laptop, buying the desk. He was feeling completely out of control — he wanted to grow her again, but even he knew, at this point, that doing so (at least right now) would be sure to arouse Brooke’s suspicions even further. Lucas was having an arduous time making sense of the last ten minutes of interaction. It had gone by in a whirlwind. And now, sitting before him, in the bizarre calm after the storm, was an absolute bombshell of a young girl who was more or less completely under his control. What was he waiting for!? She was like the perfect meal, all prepared and served up to him on a silver platter! All he had to do was dig in.

“Brooke?” he asked, his voice sounding like someone else’s as he spoke it.

“Hmm?” she responded, not looking up from her computer screen.

“How would you like to go to dinner with me?”

Lucas wasn’t even looking at her — he was looking into the corner of his office. But he could feel that her eyes were on him now. He turned back toward her and met her inquiring gaze.

“Tonight,” he added, Escort Bayan for emphasis, as he looked straight at her.

“Dinner?” she asked, tilting her head slightly sideways. “You mean, like, just a…fun little night out as –?”

“I mean…dinner,” said Lucas, his intention clear.

“So…a date?” Brooke’s eyebrows furrowed a little. She was clearly surprised. Lucas didn’t answer verbally — he just kept his eyes fixed on her hungrily.

“Um…uh, yeah. Yeah, sure,” said Brooke, blinking a couple times. Her neck straightened up as her face brightened a bit; whether she was putting on a good face or not, Lucas didn’t really know. And he didn’t care.

“Yeah!” she repeated. “That’d be fun!”

“Well…excellent, then!” he remarked, flexing his hands together as his knuckles cracked. He felt like, in asking Brooke out, he had somehow reasserted control over himself. “We’ll have that to look forward to after a nice day’s work, then. You still feeling ok after that…most recent spurt you just had?”

“Yeah, I’m feeling pretty energized, actually,” said Brooke, stretching her arms up over her head as she balanced the laptop on her full thighs. “I just need one thing from you, though.”

“Oh?” asked Lucas, sensing something a bit mischievous in her voice. “And what’s that?”

Brooke was grinning at him now. “Your credit card number.”

Later on that evening, Lucas was ushering Brooke to sit down at their reserved table for two at one of the fanciest restaurants in town. He had managed to hold himself to only tapping the remote once all throughout the rest of the work day, but when Brooke had gone home and changed into a more elegant dress and heels, he could already feel his resistance beginning to crumble. She looked absolutely ravishing. A full 9 out of 10 in Lucas’s eyes, in her stylish 4-inch heels, she now rose an entire two inches above him, topping off at 6’3. Lucas had been briefly overcome with a tide of self-consciousness when they had been walking from the parking lot to the restaurant; he had turned his head to look at her, and saw that he was staring into her teeth, which were exposed in a slow, confident smile. It was not lost on Lucas that he had to actually raise his own eyes to hers. He felt a nasty sense of smallness inundate him, but he quickly managed to shrug it off, laughing to himself. So what if she was a little taller than he was in heels? It would mean that people would turn and gawk at her all the more, and there he would be, escorting her like the bombshell trophy she was.

And bombshell she was: her ass and hips seemed like they were about to burst out of her tight dress, which was a deep and alluring shade of violet. Her breasts were now solid double-D’s (maybe even triple-D’s, Lucas thought), stuffed into the chest area of a dress that had been made for large busts. And the way she moved…well, Lucas was already beside himself with awe because of her body, but the way that she was holding her head high, her confident stride (almost a strut), and the easy, effortless sway of her whole figure told Lucas that Brooke wasn’t just growing and expanding physically. Hitherto untapped reservoirs in her mind were welling up from within her subconscious, and she was beginning to drink from them.

‘And it’s all because I’m doing it,’ thought Lucas as he felt for the remote in his pocket, taking his place at the table. ‘She’s my creation…my work.’

“Gee, what a nice place, huh?” laughed Brooke, leaning back in her chair as she surveyed all the other lavishly-adorned guests around them. “You sure it’s ok that I’m here with you?”

“Of course it’s ok,” said Lucas, taking out the remote under the table. “I asked you to come with me, didn’t I?”

Brooke gave a little huff of laughter and smiled appreciatively.

‘What did she mean by that?’ Lucas wondered, his eyes ever-drifting down toward her enormous bust. ‘Is she laughing because she’s a little nervous, or is it because she knows why I asked her out and she’s making fun of me?’

Whatever the answer was, he wasn’t going to wait any longer. As soon as he had sat down, he realized that this was the moment he had been saving himself for all day long. He could totally let loose now — and so, staring across at Brooke over the white tablecloth, he pressed the remote. The waiter had just arrived at the table, and was in the process of pouring water into Brooke’s water glass, when her expanding breasts, which had already been dangerously close to the glass in the first place, actually grew into the glass.

“Oh, ma’m! I’m so sorry!” he exclaimed, pouring some water onto the table. He, of course, had not been expecting the glass to move, or be moved, for that matter. Brooke had felt the spurt, however, and reached forward to catch the glass before it fell all the way over.

“That’s ok! It’s my fault!” she laughed good-naturedly, as she gave Lucas a wide-eyed look, as if to say ‘Wow, there it goes again, haha!’ Even as she looked at him like this, with those wide, winsome eyes, Lucas kept his finger pressed into the remote, leaning forward across the table to get an even closer look at her swelling bust. He could even tell that she was sitting in her seat a little higher now. After a few more seconds, he finally took his finger off, and exhaled. He hadn’t realized that he had been holding his breath.

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=== 3RD PERSON POV ===

Amber and Lily look out the window as the pilot announces the Hawaii Islands within sight.

The green dot on the horizon slowly grew until they became distinct landmasses. “Oh my god, we’re finally here!” Lily says excitedly, pointing the islands to Amber outside the window. The lush green islands of Hawaii come into view below, crystal clear turquoise waters lapping against pristine white sand beaches. Palm trees sway gently in the warm tropical breeze.

Two conflicting emotions plague Amber’s mind as the beautiful islands pass below them. Excitement, because of the vacation, and anxiety, because of what comes next.

“Wow…it’s so beautiful.” She says softly while admiring the view out the window with Lily. It was enough for her to forget her worries briefly.

“It is, isn’t it? I wonder where we’re staying this time.” Lily wondered. “It was a hotel in Paris and Bali, but I’ve been told that more private guest houses were preferred for…you-know-what.” She avoided mentioning the sex activities they were going to do.

“Oh yeah…” Amber nodded, trying not to think too much about it. “I hope it’ll at least have a nice pool and beach access…” Her thoughts drifted to what the bedroom would look like. Would it be romantic, or designed purely for function? Would she hear the others through the walls? The thought made her cheeks flush red.

“Knowing him, it definitely will. He likes to go all out.” Lily remembers her past vacations with you.

Amber couldn’t help her excitement. She was really looking forward to the accommodations now. The first-class trip was quite the eye-opener for her.

The plane landed at Daniel K. Inouye Airport, Hawaii’s gate to the world, and the four of you regrouped to collect your luggage. At the terminal, a chauffeur was waiting to bring you to your accommodation. The four of you boarded the van, heading to your lodging.

The trip was eventful, disembarking from the van at a pier, boarding a boat ride to another island, and then riding another van until you reached the guesthouse. It was named the ‘Old Lahaina House’ and it was big, capable of rooming up to ten guests.

The four paused at the front of the medium-sized property to take it in. Rather than looking expensive like many hotels before, it looked more comfortable and homey.

“Well, it’s definitely beautiful.” Lily said, looking around. “Cozy- though isn’t this a bit big for only four of us?”

“The other guest houses were packed. It was the only one close to what we needed.” You explained. “It would be private, have a pool, and be near the beach. I couldn’t get one with a beachfront.”

“It’s perfect for our needs.” Scarlet agreed. She preferred it over hotel rooms to be honest- even if they were 5-star hotels. Scarlet was slightly on the noisier end when it came to voicing her pleasure. Here, she’d be safe not to hold back.

They headed inside with their luggage and checked out the rooms. Just like the atmosphere it presented outside, the interior was nice and comfortable.

“This room is mine!” Lily jumped on the bed when she found the perfect room for herself.

“I guess I’ll pick this one across.” Amber settled for the one adjacent to Lily’s. It was close and that was all that mattered. She was still feeling overwhelmed after seeing you rent out an entire house for the month-long vacation.

They brought their luggage to the rooms and returned to the living room where you and Scarlet waited.

“So, what now?” Lily asked.

“Feel free to stretch out your legs and walk around for a little.” You told the girls. “As for you Amber, we’ll spend tomorrow morning studying after breakfast.”

Amber blinked. She had completely forgotten about that. “So…what’s the plan for my…studies?”

“We’re going to spend three hours every morning for your tutorial session. The rest of the day will be yours to decide.” You waved the course material in your hand. “Your graduation is the focus here, so make sure not to go too wild on drinking okay? Can’t have you hungover in the morning.” You turned to Lily next. “That goes for you too. Don’t drink so much you lose control.”

The warning was clear. With the three of them off contraceptives, anything could happen. You couldn’t let them end up getting pregnant with a different man, could you?

Amber apprehensively held her arms. ‘That’s because you just want to be the one to do it.’ She thought with a wince. That was part of the agreement to join your private sex circle after all.

Lily noticed Amber’s unease and stepped in to help her. “Since we’re free today, I’ll take Amber out and see the place. Is that alright?”

“Of course. Enjoy yourselves.” You weren’t the kind of person to keep your girls around. They were free to do as they pleased.

Lily dragged Amber outside by the arm. “Look, I know it’s a big deal to you…but let’s make the most out of the vacation, okay?”

“…okay.” Amber shook herself out of it. She was in Hawaii! If her friend Lily says the vacation was worth getting pregnant for only one month, then it must be great!

“Good! Now let’s do a little exploring!” Lily grinned. She wanted to get her friend comfortable.

They spent the afternoon and early evening finding places like the convenience store, some local restaurants, and souvenir shops.

=== YOUR POV ===

The next morning, Amber awoke to a surprise.

She was too excited to sleep properly, and woke up early because of it. She quickly dressed up and headed down. As she entered the kitchen, she found you cooking breakfast for everyone.

“Good Morning.” You warmly greeted Amber while she stood there stunned at the kitchen entrance. “How was your first day?”

“It was…nice.” Thrilling even. Exploring the area with Lily was every bit as exciting as she imagined. It was Amber’s first time in Hawaii and it was like a dream.

“That’s great. Just wait a few minutes for me to finish up breakfast and we can eat.”

Amber had to check the clock what time it was just to make sure. It was seven in the morning, quite early, and you were here cooking breakfast for everyone. It was a side to you she hadn’t seen before.

“Your semester coursework is on the dining table. You should look at it while waiting.” You flipped the pancake over while nodding your head in the direction of the dining room. “I don’t know what you like to drink so I just prepared warm chocolate for you on the table.” It was prepared early because you knew Scarlet and Lily both liked chocolate in the morning.

Amber quietly walked over to the dining room table filled with a bunch of papers. It was the syllabus for the entire semester. There was a decent chunk of lessons, and she wondered if she could even study everything in a month.

You appear shortly after with two plates of pancakes. One you placed in front of Amber, the other on the chair beside hers. You sat next to her to discuss your plans for the next month.

“Since this is your first time, let’s set things straight.” You gave Amber a look. “I won’t limit what you want to do, as long as it doesn’t go against my rules.” You poured yourself a mug of hot choco- though slightly cooled. “Rule one, follow my orders.”

Amber grimaced. “Are you going to make me do crazy things like walk out in public naked?”

“I’ve never forced any of the girls to do that.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this…” Amber murmured. Still, she couldn’t back out now. Especially when the vacation was looking up to be the most memorable in her life- aside from the consequences of getting knocked up- even if it was just for a month until the tiny baby bump showed. Then, she was free to abort it.

“Second rule, no protection. You already know that one.” That was what Amber was worried about most. She would’ve been fine becoming some sex toy for a vacation of this level, but the assured pregnancy was mortifying to think about. How did other girls agree to such a thing?! Then again, here she was doing the same thing.

“Third rule, no boys. You know why.” Of course Amber knew why. It was to ensure that it was only him that got them pregnant. It was still quite the shock you learn that you had an entire private club just for your impregnation fetish.

“But…I will give you an incentive.”

“What…incentive?” Amber narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

“I know you’re nervous about…well, everything.” You had a plan to make sure Amber would slowly come to accept your side of things. It was a little game to you, poking her defenses until you found the weakness to penetrate. Your goal? To end the vacation with Amber’s pretty little egg, nice and fertilized by yours truly.

“Each time you pass a test, I’ll give you the choice to avoid a creampie when we have sex.”

That…that…what was that going to do?! She could avoid getting creampied the first few times, but she would then run out of passes to use! Then what?! Just surrender and let herself get knocked up?!

“That’s not fair when Lily told me you always make sure to get us pregnant during these vacations…” Amber snapped.

“Not really, I have a schedule. To maximize my virility, I always limit the amount of times I cum during a month. I have to make sure I pump it all exactly where it needs to go.” Right inside fertile wombs. “Spread that across the three of you and it becomes harder.” That was a lie. You creampied Scarlet just before your flight yesterday, followed by a creamy goodnight gift just before you slept. That was already two loads inside the blonde German model on the first day.

Amber bit her lips nervously while she considered the small escape option. It was unlikely she could avoid getting creampied for one month straight, but she could time the passes to make sure you pulled out during her most fertile days.

She doubted it would stop you from just fucking her pregnant, but less cum inside during those days, the better.

“…how many tests do I have?” Amber was going to try and pass as many as possible. Even if it was risky, the small chance of making it out of the month without getting knocked up was enough to light a fire inside her.

“You can retake all of them. Even the ones you didn’t fail.”

Amber’s eyes widened. That was a good chunk of tests, maybe enough for her to survive the one week she was fertile.

“I’ll go study now!” She needed to collect those passes if she wanted to save her dignity.

“Let me go grab the materials. I’ll be back shortly.” You stood up and disappeared up to your room. A few minutes later, you returned with the notes for the first lesson. “Here, I’ve simplified some of the lessons in my notes. Feel free to compare it with the books.”

Amber carefully took the papers from you and began looking them over.

“You should eat first.” You pointed at the pancakes left in front of her. Your group just arrived the day prior, which didn’t give you much opportunity to find the local market for ingredients. So you just settled for buying quick-to-prep meals like pancakes for now. “Helps you focus when you’re not on an empty stomach.”

Amber starts nibbling on the food absent-mindedly, her focus directed at the lecture notes you provided to her. While she was eating, the third person to wake up appeared in the dining room.

“Morning.” Scarlet greets you with a kiss. She was dressed in a comfy lavender nightgown, the same one you fucked her in the night before.

“Morning, sweetie.” You reply after finishing the kiss. “Why don’t you come join us for breakfast? We have pancakes.”

“Oh you-” Scarlet pinches your cheek lightly. “You’re always eager to cook us breakfast during these vacations.”

“Can’t I treat you girls? It’s rare for us to have vacations like this together.” You grin at Scarlet. That’s why these vacations were special. You and the girls bonding together as you knock them up. It helped develop bonds between all the girls in your club together with you.

“You’re so sweet.” Scarlet sits across you and looks at Amber studying. “Studying already? It’s just seven.”

“Well, she joined to pass the subject. I’m still going to help her.” You answered. You kept the little incentive hidden for now. The two of you casually talked while eating breakfast, Amber silent to your side as she focused on studying.

30 minutes later, Lily appeared at the dining room with a yawn.

“Mo-rning~” She stretched like a cat before plopping herself in front of the last plate of pancakes. The rest of you were finished eating and were just content to sip on chocolate while she dove in. “So, any plans for today?” She asked while chewing on the pancakes.

“I’ll stay here and help Amber study until…around 10?” You looked at the clock. “From there we’ll see.”

“So that means we’re free for the morning.” Scarlet nodded. “I still haven’t unpacked and now seems like a good time for it.”

“I’ll unpack too. Nothing to do this morning.” Lily poured herself a second mug of chocolate. “We’re eating out for lunch, right? Can we find a pizza place? I’m craving for pizza.”

“Sure. We’ll go with pizza for lunch.” You agreed.

Just like that, you had a schedule for the morning.

=== YOUR POV ===

Lily plopped down beside the two of you halfway through Amber’s tutorial session that morning.

“Already done unpacking?” You gave Lily a look.

“Yep!” She had spent the past hour and a half unpacking while you and Amber went over her lessons. “I came to check on how Amber was doing.”

Amber groaned. “I can’t believe I’m studying on a vacation like this…”

“Wasn’t that our agreement?” You chuckled. “That you would join us to pass my subject? The vacation and the studies come hand-in-hand…”

“Yeah…” Amber sighed. “It’s just…I didn’t expect to be invited to this kind of vacation to pass my subject.” Just because she agreed to join didn’t mean she liked it. She tried to seduce you into a free-use sex deal on her terms, but it wasn’t enough. Now she has accepted to go on your impregnation-spree vacation.

“But the vacation was worth it, right? It’s not every day you get to enjoy Hawaii like this.” Lily looked around at the house you rented out for the duration of your stay.

“It’s…certainly shocking.” It was. Amber hadn’t expected something like this from you.

“If you’re still unconvinced, you get your own personal masseur!” Lily eagerly leaned on you. “Can I get one of your massages now~?”

“I’m supposed to be helping Amber…” It was a weak attempt to dissuade Lily and she knew it.

“Come on!” She’s just gonna be studying there anyway. And you’ll still be here to teach her!” Lily pushed her advance, going as far as wrapping her arm around yours and pressing her tits on it.

“Oh fine-” Getting a feel of Lily’s boobs lightly squished against your arm was enough to convince you. You placed Amber’s lecture on the table and stood up to walk behind Lily. “Teasing me with your tits…someone needs a punishment!”

“Oh-!” Lily giggled when you gave her tits a nice grope. “That’s not where you’re supposed to massage me~” Amber watches quietly as you gently grope Lily’s boobs. “We can do that later~” Lily playfully takes your hands off her chest and moves them to her shoulders. “Start here first!”

“As you wish, milady.” You grant her wishes and begin massaging Lily’s shoulders.

Lily moaned softly as your hands worked over her shoulders. “Mmm, that feels really nice,” she purred, arching her back slightly. “I knew I could count on you to help me relax.” Lily’s breathing slowed and deepened the longer you massaged her. Her muscles began to loosen under your touch. She seemed to melt into the chair, completely at ease.

Amber silently watches as you continue to massage Lily, moving down to her arms once you are done with her shoulders. “Is it really that good…?” Watching Lily melt under your hands surprised her. Another little skill she didn’t know you had.

“Mmhmm~” Lily groans as you knead her back. “And you get to ask for it any time you want. Though, you’ve got to give him a favor in return.”

Amber had an inkling what kind of favor you would ask in return. Was one massage really worth getting fucked unprotected?

To Lily, it was.

Amber refocused on studying, but would sneak glances at the massage you were giving to Lily. You soon move from her arms and shoulders, working your way down her back until you reach her stomach.

“Wait! Let’s do this part on the sofa.” Lily halts the massage. “It feels better when I’m lying down rather than sitting here.”

“If that’s what you want, baby.” She suddenly squeals in surprise when you carry her out of the chair bridal style and bring her to the living room. You lay her on the sofa and continue the massage, rubbing her stomach all over.

“This is your favorite part of the massage, right?” Lily giggled while you focused your attention on massaging her stomach.

“I also like it when I get to massage this-” You grope her left boob. “-this,” Your right hand slipped into her underwear and fingered her vagina. “-and lastly, this.” You spank her ass.

Lily gasped. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she squirmed under your intense gaze, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable.

“Aren’t you quite the pervert.” She smiled. “Do continue…” Lily fixed her position on the sofa to lie facing up. She tugs her shorts off slightly, teasing a little show of her hips. “Well? Aren’t you going to help me get them off?”

“Of course.” You grab her shorts and strip them off her. Black ribbon panties meet your gaze as Lily angles to show them off to you. “How about you help with mine too?”

Lily eagerly removes your shorts and yanks down your underwear to see the hard erection awaiting her.

“Oh my-! This is a wonderful surprise!” She acts shocked before gazing up at you naughtily. “Looks like this little boy deserves a good reward for making my body feel so nice.”

“I think you know what kind of reward it deserves.” You rub your cock on her cheek.

“Mmhmm~ This little thing needs some love~” Lily gives the tip a juicy kiss. “-and a lot of lubricant.” She spits saliva on it before giving it a few strokes, followed by her mouth taking it in.

“Ahaha, quite a mouthful there, Lily,” you chuckle, impressed by her enthusiasm. “But I think we know where it really needs to go.”

Lily pops off your cock before giving it a few more strokes. “Yep, just getting it nice and ready…” She turns around and positions herself on all fours facing the dining room where Amber was watching the two of you get hot and naughty.

“I believe it’s my turn to get a massage.” You whisper in Lily’s ear while rubbing your tip against her wet vagina.

“I’ll give you a nice raw massage…right in here.” Lily sways her ass a little to rub against your cock. “A special cock massage coming right up. Your cock, my pussy, and lots of happy endings~”

You smile, finding it funny that Lily already expects these kinds of things from you. This babe gets whatever she wants! “Mhm, why not? A special ‘cock massage’ it is. If you insist, then so be it, princess!”

You push into her wet lips, parting her folds with your manhood. Lily moans lightly as you pierce her insides, missing the feeling of your cock inside her. You keep pushing deeper until you reach her cervix and give her womb its good morning kiss. Once you were completely sheathed inside Lily, you took a break to enjoy the moment. You and Lily were facing the dining room as you penetrated her over the sofa in full view of Amber.

“Hi Amber! Enjoying the sight?” Lily joked while she got mounted over the sofa like a dog.

Amber had been to frat parties and cheerleader orgies, saw Lily fucked by numerous boys just like her, but never did she see Lily look this content with anyone. Seeing her professor mount Lily over the sofa was one sight she hadn’t ever expected.

“Why don’t we show Amber a good show? To make her understand what this vacation is for?” You whisper to Lily while slowly sliding in and out of her pussy.

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Once upon a time…many years ago my boyfriend now husband received his first Blumpkin! for context my boyfriend and I had been going out for 2 years at this point and in that time it became clear he enjoyed bathroom related activities, though this usually centered around me usually needing to empty a bursting bladder or taking a desperately relieving poo.

I would text him when I felt the urge, tease him and try and hold my dump till i could get back from work for his viewing pleasure. I have many tales to tell of my exploration into this fetish but i thought id start with a story about my man getting to blow his loads courtesy of yours truely 😉

To help with the visualisation Todd is 6’2 with a muscular build and dark brown hair and myself a bit shorter 5’7 with thick thighs and an ass to match.

Once whilst sexting what we would do to each other after work Todd messaged me asking if I would give him a blumpkin? I had no idea what this was but he soon explained it was giving him head whilst he took a dump! At first I wasnt sure most of our play involved me needing to use the toilet not him, but it’s really important to listen to your partners needs and wants to keep the relationship exciting and I was happy to try if a little apprehensive.

I agreed one condition that in order to do this I wanted to see him absolutely desperate to poo like he would expect of me, although I was happy to indulge his desires, I couldnt find it in me to confide I had an interest in seeing my man desperate to relieve himself.

We agreed but didnt want to make a date or formalise it and just let it happen when needed…well that didnt take long as I suspected Todd was eager to try this, he text me whilst at work one afternoon saying he was busting for the toilet and couldn’t wait to come home 🙂

Little did he know I had been holding on to a dump for the last 2 days anticipating this moment and I was reaching my limits in the office, unable to hold back my farts knowing I would need a turn on the throne when home. Fortunately my commute is shorter than Todds so I got home first driving back I could feel my bowels longing for release and I was really stinking up the car.

Once back I wouldnt have long till Todd arrived so i seized the opportunity to get changed into my best lingerie, body suit, stockings, thong and heels I knew this would blow his mind.

I heard the door go and quickly sat down on the toilet in our en suite. Todd came barging up the stairs and into our room ataşehir escort to be confronted with the sight of me sat on our loo with my thighs coming over the seat and my thong strectched across my heels, any other time he would have been in heaven but I could tell he was desperate to go.

“Babe I’m dying to sit on the toilet, I hope your going to let me go I’ve had to sit through meetings holding this for you”

“Well hun, I’ve been holding this for 2 days and believe me I’m bursting to go first”

With that I spread my thick thighs apart to give him a good view and started pissing from my tight pussy with force and as it came to a trickle I let go of any control of my ass. A thick turd started to emerge, it wasnt very long but plopped into the toilet with an almighty splash but this was just the cork to the champagne there was more to come.

I farted really loud releasing a lot of smell at the same time, Todd was transfixed and I could see also excited as his cock was hard poking agaisnt his trousers. Another turd emerged and soon many splashes and plops could be heard as i started to unload but Todd was really struggling hearing me relieve myslef when he was still needing to go.

An earthy odor started to invade my nostrils this smell wasnt mine but Todds and the way his foot was tapping I sensed how desperate he was, I was nearing the end of my own much needed poo, the relief after 2 days was exquisite I was enjoying myself but pushed to evacuate the last turds as soon as possible so Todd could get his wish.

“Babe are you nearly done? Hearing you relieve yourself is making me so desperate, I’m turtle heading I really really need to sit on that toilet”

“lucky for you I am” (not breaking any eye contact) my last turd dropped with a big plop! I finally felt empty, I got up slowly and wiped before flushing away my turds, my it was my man’s turn for some relief and I was really wet seeing him so desperate for a poo.

We switched places in front of the toilet and I took control, undoing his leather belt slowly and unbuttoning his chino trousers, pulling them down seductively squatting down, as I did ensuring I made contact with his hard cock that was bursting through his boxers. I was encouraging him “time for my man to sit down and take a massive shit” I pulled down his boxers pushing them down to his ankles with his trousers and made him sit.

I stroked his thighs and legs as he sat and then warned him, “you cant poo whilst escort ataşehir him sucking your big cock, if you start going I’ll stop understood?!”

Todd nodded his head and I began to run my tongue up and down his shaft, his groaning was getting me so hot as i squatted in front of him collecting his pre-cum as my tongue swirled against the head of his cock, feeling him tense trying so hard not to give in to a much needed dump was making my pussy drip, the control I had over him.

However, he was fighting a losing battle as I was salavating over his rock hard cock, the enjoyment he was getting was loosening his asshole, as I was really going to work on his cock he couldnt help but let another smelly fart go, I could feel the warm air hit my face as that earthy smell made it to my nostrils, it wasnt such a bad smell as it was desperate my man really needed a poo. As I said I didn’t mind the smell but i took this moment to warn him again that the fun stops if he cant hold on.

I knew my big challenge was coming, I was only messing with him, I fully intended to give him a good suck whilst he let one drop, I just loved leveraging that control over him, I mixed up the approached with my lips working loose and tight agaisnt his cock and working his shaft with my hand so he was getting a wank as well.

His legs were trembling it must have felt so good, and then it happened as my juicy lips worked a treat on his cock he started to groan “I’m sorry I can’t hold it, I can’t hold it I need to go”

I stopped enjoying a mouth full of cock to remind him hes a big boy and he can hold on, but he had reached breaking point, he started to whimper “sorry I can’t I need to go” I was keen to get a view so I run my tongue down his thick shaft just in time to watch what can inly be described as a thick, solid column of shit descend from his ass to the porcelain below, the rich earthy smell this was what my man wanted, I locked in and sucked him so good as this was dropping slowly inching out of him, seeing the enjoyment he was having was making me very happy.

The end of the turd finally came out and slapped the water, I took a peak, what a log this was I’d never seen anything so big not just how consistently thick it was but it had to be a footlong that must have been a pleasure to pass, I wouldn’t have minded a turd of that size giving my asshole a good stretch. Todd tried to apologise but I shhhh’d him and told him to enjoy it, I returned to sucking him and ataşehir escort bayan I could hear the crackle of another poo on its way he wasnt done yet!

Another thick turd emerged, and I couldnt help but think how much he must have struggled trying to hold this in at work and at home waiting for me finish my dump, this made me more determined to make sure he was enjoying every second if this experience. I pushed his dick to the back of my throat making me gag on it and my eyes water looking up at him, his 2nd poo landed with an almighty splash and I encouraged him to keep going “my man really did need a huge dump didnt he? hope hes still got more” Todd said nothing but moaned in pure ecstasy having two needs taken care of at once, I could feel him building up to ejaculation so I started to slow down and be more delicate with lighter touches, I think his urge to cum was now taking over he let another fart go and i couldnt help but inspect the toilet bowl which was pretty full with 2 massive turds half sitting out if the water.

And then much to my surprise something unexpected happend either out of hearing Todd’s relief or squatting for so long, I had another call of nature banging at my back door I stopped sucking him and looked up with tears coming down my cheeks from gagging on his cock, “Babe I need another poo” his eyes widened “I cant wait” I said I started sucking him again and the crackle of another turd came from under him, hearing this I decided to push and a long log started to make it’s way out of my big ass as I exaggerated nosies of the relief it was giving me! I could feel his cock throbbing another thick rope of a turd started to decend between my mans legs and we were both grunting a poo half way out of our arses. His dropped with a plop and a massive sigh of relief, I was still giving mine a good push out. Although not thick, it was long as it hit the floor it made a brown tail that was visible to Todd. I could hear and feel him getting ready to empty his balls in my throat. The ensuite stank of shit at this point but we loved it, the look on my face as that poo left my cheeks set my man in motion as he started groaning with his orgasm building. I was sucking the head and wanking his shaft “oh I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum..yes! yes! yes! and he burst his creamy goodness in my mouth and down my throat which I willingly swollowed. I’ve never seen a man more relieved in my life. I was proud that I managed to have that effect on him.

He told me that this was the single most sexiest moment if his life by now I was so horny we jumped on the bed and I sat on his face still with my dirty arsehole, he had my pussy grinding his face and squirting in his mouth in minutes.

So any girl out there considering giving your man a Blumpkin its a must try!

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Angela phones

Susie visited the public ladies room for a pee in the mall. No sooner had she pushed down her shorts and panties, lifted the seat and started to hover over the toilet bowl ready to pee than her cell phone started to ring. So she did what her mom said she should never do and that was to put the toilet seat down and sit on it without covering the seat with toilet paper.

She took the phone out of the left side pocket of her shorts and was delighted to see that the caller was Angela who had helper her out in the unisex toilets in the mall when she needed some toilet paper. Susie answered the call to hear Angela ask if she was busy that afternoon because her husband Derek had gone away for 2 days for meetings. Susie remembered how much she enjoyed Angela’s fingers in her shitty ass and decided without any hesitation that she wanted to spend more time in bed and or in the bathroom with Angela so the women arranged to meet at Susie’s apartment that afternoon.

At 1:30 pm Susie spayed perfume in the toilet and also checked that her bedroom smelled nice and was tidy. She ataşehir escort connected her laptop to the television on the wall of her bedroom and set it up ready to play her favourite lesbian sex movies. On the dot of 2pm Angela knocked on the door of Susie’s apartment looking even hotter than Sussie remembered her as so she stood aside to let Angela in when Angela made a beeline for the bathroom. No sooner hade she got there than she let go with a loud and wet fart which excited Susie as she followed Angela into the bathroom. It was obvious to Susie that Angela needed to shit so she took off her top lay on the bathroom floor and suggested to Angela that she should do shit on her stomach and then massage her tits with the results. Angela was fairly loose so this was easy and both women covered themselves with Angela’s shit. After playing with the filth for a while they decided they wanted to fuck in Susie’s bed with the double ended dildo so both women shared the shower in Susie’s bathroom to clean up. They dried each other and left the bathroom stepping over the shitty ataşehir escort bayan section of the floor before heading for Susie’s bed.

Both women proceeded to push in butt plugs and also penetrated their vaginas with the ends of the double ended dildo after applying sufficient lube to make the in and out movements relatively painless but nonetheless exciting. After fucking for a while Susie reached for the television remote and when both women were sat up in bed she started one of her lesbian films that she had set ready before Angela arrived. The movie lasted for 95 minutes and centered on a sexy romp between a husband and wife and the next door neighbour. It set both women wondering about how to get Angela’s husband involved in their sex games and they decided that Susie should visit Angela’s home when her husband was there.

That is what was arranged and Susie called at Angela’s at about 7 PM on a summer’s evening wearing no bra under her top and no panties under her short skirt. Angela showed Susie to a chair in their lounge which was opposite Derek and Susie sat escort ataşehir down with her legs spread wide enough for Derek to have a clear view of her pussy. It didn’t take long for Susie to notice the bulge growing in the front of Derek’s trousers. Angela left the room to get some buffet snacks and Derek asked Susie how she knew his wife so she told Derek that his wife had got her a toilet roll in the mall unisex toilets when she needed one.

At that point Angela called out that food was ready and both Susie and Derek got up to go into the Dining room. Derek let Susie leave the lounge first and he walked so close behind her that his hard cock rubbed against Susie’s bottom. Susie enjoyed that so much that she reached behind and grabbed Derek’s cock through his pants. Angela saw what was happening and told her husband to undo his zip so that Susie could handle his cock properly which he promptly did without any further encouragement. Susie took the opportunity to crouch down in front of Derek, lick the length of the underside of his shaft and then take his cock as far into her mouth as she could. Angela was stripping naked as this happened and suggested that they all three go to bed in their king sized bed after they had eaten.

This is what happened but Susie needed a pee first and Derek watched as she did so with the bathroom door wide open. What happened after that will be the subject of the next story.

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One lazy Sunday afternoon, I was tangled together with my boyfriend David on his bed. Looking back at this exploratory time in my life, you could say we were perfect for each other. We were both nineteen, a young, shy, and timid couple, and geeky.

David was studying IT. He was tall and skinny with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore glasses for reading and he was my first ever boyfriend. I, Robynne, a quiet brunette with long, straight hair and hazel-green eyes, was a sociology student.

With David’s parents out of the house, we naturally started making out on his bed. Lips locked, our tongues entwined, sighing softly, his hands moved gently over my shoulders, his touch light, his direction intentional. Reaching the front of my white, casual blouse, he wasted no time in unbuttoning it.

“Take it off, I want to see you,” he whispered softly, exposing my bra and cleavage.

“But we can’t have sex. I’m on my period,” I reminded him, sitting up to remove my blouse and bra.

“I know, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun,” he smiled knowingly, his blue eyes sparkling with anticipation as I stretched behind my back. “I love your tits,” he groaned.

My pale breasts, a perky C cup, spilled free, exposing my upper body to him. David reached for the right one first, cupping it tentatively, his thumb rubbing my pink nipple until it hardened under his touch, sending tingles through me. He then cupped my left breast, his hand soft and warm.

Being caressed like that always aroused me, but I preferred to be kissing at the same time, so I stroked a hand down the side of his face and leaned forward. For the next few minutes, our lips remained locked while David kneaded my soft flesh and erect teats.

Just as he was my first boyfriend, I was his first girlfriend. Together for six months, intimate for four, I secretly revelled in how much he loved my body, how he couldn’t keep his hands off me. But my reserved nature and lack of experience with guys, meant I could be shy and prudish about it.

David then gently pushed me back slightly, and closed his lips around a sensitive nipple, sucking affectionately before switching to the other one. Back and forth, he took his time to suckle and caress. All the while, a noticeable bulge, one I knew I’d be expected to resolve grew in the front of his jeans.

But first, I enjoyed having his warm, moist mouth alternating between my breasts. Leaning back on an extended arm, I tangled my fingers in his blonde hair with my free hand, holding him close as his lips sucked a little harder, his tongue exploring at will.

“Your tits a perfect,” he sighed, eventually pulling away, leaving my nipples glistening with his saliva, a common experience lately.

“I’m glad you like them,” I giggled. “I guess you want me to take care of that thing for you now?” I eyed his crotch with a grin.

David chuckled. standing up to unbuckle his belt. I reached for one of his pillows and dropped it on the floor to kneel on. As he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles, I slipped off the mattress and knelt topless beside the bed. He sat down excitedly, stroking as I prepared to blow him.

My boyfriend had a lovely cock. It was often hard and raring to go, which could be annoying at times. But I did like holding it in my hand, feeling him throbbing in need. It was smooth and taut, around six inches, with a nest of blonde curls at the base.

But I wasn’t a fan of giving blowjobs. I felt I was still learning, despite reading advice on how to give the ‘perfect blowjob’ in girly magazines. I didn’t mind putting it in my mouth, I just wasn’t confident about what to do with it once it was in there, and David just groaned, never giving me any pointers.

I was still getting used to the taste of his sperm too, and don’t even get me started on that first jet. But I was getting better at preparing myself for it. David didn’t care that I wouldn’t swallow. As long as he got to finish his orgasm in my mouth, he was more than happy, so I’d wait until he’d finished before spitting is cum into a glass or a sink.

Although I preferred to give him a handjob whenever he needed one, what I did enjoy about giving a blowjob, was the power I felt it gave me. David was always excited to receive head, and I didn’t like denying him the pleasure he desperately craved from me. After all, I was his lovely girlfriend.

“Can you try and look up into my eyes this time?” he asked breathlessly. “I love your eyes. I want to see them as you suck me off.”

Not the most romantic choice of words he could have used, but it didn’t stop me from nodding and curling my fingers around his shaft, stroking it up and down. I leaned forward and swirled my soft tongue around his throbbing head a few times, tasting his pre-cum as I looked up into his eyes.

“Oh yeah,” he groaned, stroking my long, brown hair down the back of my head.

As our eyes locked, I felt both aroused and embarrassed. But wanting to please him, I kept moving my ataşehir escort tongue and hand in unison.

“Oh, that feels so good,” he groaned again, but I sensed something was different.

David had a look in his eyes that I hadn’t noticed before. I saw flickers of dominance and fear as his breathing increased. I didn’t question it or think about it too much, I just kept my eyes looking up and my mouth closed around him, sliding my lips up and down his cock, driving him crazy with lust.

“You look so hot sucking my dick,” he murmured. “What do you think about smoking, Robynne? Have you tried it with Tara before?” David asked out of nowhere.

Tara was my twenty-one-year old sister, and the polar opposite of me. We looked similar in terms of our facial and bodily features, but nothing else, not even the way we dressed. Tara had a rebellious streak, so rebellious, she started smoking at sixteen.

I pulled back, perplexed. “Smoking? What do you mean?” I laughed. It was such a strange question to ask during a blowjob.

David blushed beetroot, his eyes full with fear now. “Have you ever thought about trying it?” he asked, his voice croaking.

“No, never,” I replied, letting go of his cock. “Why are you asking me that now?”

“I know it sounds weird, but I think you’d look so hot smoking a cigarette,” he admitted.

“What the?” I sat back on my heels in shock, the sudden movement causing my breasts to jiggle before they rested firm again.

“I don’t mean actually smoking,” he flustered, quickly reaching under his pillow.

“David! What the hell is going on!” I exclaimed at the packet of cigarettes he was now holding.

“Just humour me,” he chuckled, a chuckle of embarrassment. His face was burning up.

“Humour you?” I gasped, the situation getting worse by the second.

I watched as he pulled a long, slim, pure white cigarette from the packet and looked down into my eyes, his hand trembling as he held the stupid thing out for me, as if I was supposed to accept it or something. I shook my head in defiance. “I’m not smoking it.”

“Just hold it while you give me a blowjob. You’re not going to light it. Please, Robynne. Just pretend you’re smoking until I cum,” he pleaded.

“And that turns you on?” I asked disgustedly, scowling at the cigarette. I had to admit, his cock was harder than ever and still waiting.

“I can’t explain it right now, but please, please do this for me. The thought of you smoking and sucking me off turns me on.”

Caught between my concerns and my boyfriends strange desires, I sighed and took the cigarette from him. I had held one before, mimicking with one of my sisters Marlboro Gold’s. Tara’s had cork filters, this one was all-white, but both were disgusting.

Holding it between my fingers, I now had to pretend I knew how to smoke and give good head. The situation felt alien to me as I took hold of David’s cock again, and brought the cigarette up to my lips. Awkwardly, I took a shallow drag, inhaled fresh air with a hint of tobacco taste, and then exhaled.

“That’s it,” my boyfriend grinned. “Now, do both together.”

The combination of pretending to smoke with a real unlit cigarette in one hand, and an excited cock in the other, felt very surreal. It was like playing a role in a movie I hadn’t auditioned for, and I started giggling. It made me feel that silly doing it.

But then I sensed David was beginning to get annoyed with me, so I took it seriously, giving him a ‘smoky’ blowjob. I began to coordinate the two, taking deeper drags, acting like my sister did when she lit up, before exhaling at his cock and sucking it.

David gripped my hair with one hand and groped my breasts with the other, a new development in the way he handled me during anything we did sexually. I kind of did and didn’t like it as he thrust his hips towards my face and pulled on my hair.

“Smoking would suit you,” he groaned. “Fuck, you’d look even hotter as a smoker.”

Forgetting the cigarette, just holding the thin cylindrical object between my fingers, I bobbed my head up and down in David’s lap, almost gagging on his cock for the first time. I didn’t know what to make of it. He was hornier than I’d ever seen him before.

“Faster, Robynne,” he urged, unrecognisable. “Now take a drag.” I paused to pull on the cigarette, my cheeks hollowing. “Now suck it again.” His breath was ragged and his words were hoarse. “I’m close. Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

As soon as he’d warned me, his sperm shot into my mouth before I could prepare myself for it. I pulled back in shock, startled. But David grabbed his cock and started pumping the rest onto my face and chest. I shrieked and threw the cigarette down, cursing him.

“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, finally finishing. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t hold back. That was so hot.”

I glanced into his bedroom mirror. “You absolute bastard! Look at the state of me!” I had cum on my face, neck, and breasts. It felt gross on my face, sliding down. “Don’t just sit there! Get me something to wipe it off with!” I shouted but then laughed.

David was genuinely sorry. He grabbed me a towel and couldn’t stop apologising. I told him that if he ever did that again, I’d never give him another blowjob. He said he was expecting to cum in my mouth when I panicked and moved away. I glared at him.

After I’d cleaned up and threw the smelly towel at him, I put my bra and blouse back on, grilling him on the whole smoking thing. Post-orgasm, he swore blind to me that he didn’t really want me to smoke. I wasn’t convinced until I’d dragged it out of him.

I learned that day that my boyfriend had something called a smoking fetish, but he once again swore blind that he didn’t fancy my sister. David very reluctantly confessed to being aroused by attractive women smoking, the ritual of it, he confessed.

Stunned, I didn’t know what to say once I realised he was being honest with me. What did this mean for our relationship? He was turned on by smoking, but I hated it. How could anyone get turned on by smoking was a mystery to me. It was an awful habit.

However, I loved David and accepted it was something I’d have to try and navigate. But when I didn’t run away or ridicule him for it, he took it as a green light to push his fetish onto me. I refused to light up and try it, but I did start pretending to smoke during sex.

Two months later, having indulged him on several occasions, I found a few smoking fetish videos on his laptop. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. My boyfriend needed something I couldn’t give him. But I loved him too much to walk away.

Instead, I turned to the one and only person I believed I could talk to about my dilemma. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on my sister’s attic bedroom door, and entered when she told me to. Tara was lounging on her bed, propped up against her pillows.

“Hey, Robynne. What’s up?” Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took a drag from her cigarette.

Despite the two velux windows being fully open, Tara’s bedroom was hazy with smoke. I coughed, breathing in the thick, cloudy air.

“Um… I just wanted to talk to you about something,” I replied, waving the smoke away from my face.

Tara exhaled a thick plume towards the open window then stubbed her cigarette in the ashtray beside her. “Is everything ok? You look like you have something serious on your mind. Is David treating you right?”

As my sister climbed off her bed, clad in a pair of tight shorts and a t-shirt, placing the dirty ashtray on her bedside table, I closed her bedroom door and started fidgeting with my hands. How do I say it? I was thinking. How do I ask her about smoking?

“Um… yeah… everything’s fine. I um… just wanted to ask you about… about smoking,” I said, trembling like an idiot.

Tara picked up a hair bobble, smirking curiously at me as she tied her own long, brown hair into a ponytail. “Smoking? Sit down, because this I just have to hear.”

We sat down together on the side of her bed, our combined weight sinking into the mattress. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment for what I was about to say. I didn’t even know what I was going to say, exactly. I just knew it was going to be about smoking.

“It’s not for me,” I began with a lie. “It’s just… someone I know is into it, and I um… I want to understand it better. You know?”

My sister laughed then quickly apologised, placing her hand over mine. “Oh, Robynne, you’re such a terrible liar. It involves David, doesn’t it?” Tara always could see the truth.

I nodded sheepishly, guilty as sin. “How did you know?”

“Because you’re acting the same way you did when you came up here asking me about sex,” she said, her voice soft and supportive. “So what’s the deal?”

“Um… he um… David says he has a thing for it,” I answered awkwardly.

“Oh,” Tara responded. “I met a guy like that once. Has David asked you to smoke for him? To give him a smoky blowjob?”

“Kind of,” I said, squirming uncomfortably. “He does say I’d look hot as a smoker,” I sighed. “We um… we have been role playing with an unlit cigarette.”

“He bought a packet of cigarettes for you?” Tara’s hazel eyes deepened.

“Yeah, Vogue or something like that. They are longer and slimmer than yours. What do I do?” I sighed once more, feeling like I was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

“I don’t know.” My sister shrugged. “What do you want to do, Robynne? Indulge him with the real thing? I’m guessing you came to me because you’re curious to try it.”

“Maybe,” I murmured, looking down at her bedroom floor. “Is it weird?” I asked, looking back up at her again. “I mean…”

“It’s not weird,” Tara smiled kindly. “It’s kinky, and most guys wouldn’t admit to having a smoking fetish, but David obviously trusts and loves you enough to share it with you.”

“I suppose,” I mused, rubbing my foot along the laminated floor.

“Do you want to try it?” she asked, brushing my hair behind my shoulder. “I promise you won’t like it, but I can teach you until you do. If you really want to indulge David, that is.”

“But I don’t want to become addicted to nicotine, like you are, no offence,” I said.

“None taken,” Tara smiled. “But that’s the risk you take when you experiment with anything pleasurable, and smoking is exactly that, once you get the hang of it.”

“Is it possible to just do it… you know… with David sometimes?” I felt stupid for asking.

Tara laughed lightly. “That depends on the individual, how strong minded they are.”

“What do you think I should do?” I asked her directly.

“It seems to me that you’ve already made your mind up. I say try it. If you hate it, you can carry on roleplaying,” she reasoned.

“And if I enjoy it?” I looked at her bleakly.

“Then David will have a hot smoking girlfriend.” Tara burst out laughing.

“I’m being serious!” I exclaimed playfully.

“So am I.”

I watched half nervous and half excited, as my sister reached for her pack of Marlboro Gold. She took two out and handed one to me. I couldn’t believe we were about to do this. I wasn’t sure if I was actually going to be able to do it. Smoke? I shivered all over.

“Are you ready to learn, little sister?” Tara smirked.

“Yes, big sister,” I said sarcastically, smiling as I rolled my eyes at her.

“Ok then, let’s do this,” Tara said excitedly. “First things first, how to hold a cigarette properly. It says a lot about what type of smoker you are. You want to look natural.”

Having had lots of practice recently, and having sub-consciously remembered all the times I’d watched her smoking, I wasn’t far off the mark, holding the cork filtered cigarette between the middle and index fingers of my right hand. Tara approved.

“Good. Now show me how you take a drag when you’re role playing with David.”

I tried to show her how I did it, but I couldn’t stop giggling. I managed it eventually, then spent a few minutes pulling fresh air through the filter, until Tara felt I was ready to light up for the first time in my life. She told me to watch her, which she obviously did effortlessly. I felt a little jealous.

“Now, when you light the end, take a shallow drag and try to keep the smoke inside your mouth. Don’t inhale, you’ll only cough your lungs up,” she explained. “Let the smoke cool in your mouth and then just blow it out, got it?”

“Yes,” I nodded, taking a deep breath before I placed the cigarette between my lips.

With shaky hands, I clicked the lighter and positioned the bright, yellow flame at the tip, my cheeks hollowing slightly as I took a shallow drag. It was warm and disgusting, and I did cough on the first two attempts, but then I managed to draw the smoke into my mouth and hold it there, just as my sister had instructed me to do.

“Good. Now blow it out as relaxed as you can,” she encouraged, before taking a deep drag from her own cigarette.

It felt kind of cool, smoking with my sister, smoke curling around us like a forbidden dance. I did secretly judge her for being a smoker, but now I was becoming awed at the way she smoked so easily. If I could smoke like her, then David would be impressed. No way was I going to become a smoker though, just sometimes, if I could get the hang of it.

A few minutes later, I’d ‘smoked’ my first cigarette. Technically I hadn’t because I didn’t inhale, but I did draw it down to the logo with my lips. The taste was awful. I had to brush my teeth several times and chew gum incessantly before I felt normal again.

“You did well, Robynne,” Tara smiled as we stubbed our cigarettes in the ashtray. “Come back later and I’ll teach you how to inhale.”

“I’ll think about it,” I said. “Thanks, Tara, but right now I need to get rid of this disgusting taste in my mouth.” We laughed.

Two hours later, I did return to the misty attic bedroom again. Although Tara and I weren’t the closest of sisters, due to our difference in personalities, we were still close. But as she taught me how to smoke, how to inhale and exhale, we grew closer.

The next day, I came home from a day of intense lectures, to find Tara waiting for me. She held up a packet of vogue cigarettes, the exact ones that David kept in his bedroom. She asked if I was ready to try one, suggesting there was a reason why my boyfriend had chosen that specific brand.

Up in her bedroom, the smoking room as I came to call it, we both lit a long, slim, vogue cigarette, comparing it to Tara’s slightly thicker and shorter Marlboro’s. The taste was still harsh and yet to agree with me, and I was still trying to figure out how best to hold it, but I could inhale short drags now.

“Do you know why he chose this brand and style of cigarette?” my sister asked, tapping the end of her cigarette over the ashtray.

“No, he never said,” I replied, then took a drag, trying to look badass beside Tara.

“This type of cigarette and brand was invented purely to attract women to smoke them,” she said. “They are considered feminine cigarettes for a sophisticated lady.”

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After going threw Lisa’s schedule I became increasingly curious about her work life. I asked her questions often about her day but always got vague answers. There was just too much temptation at her office being around Horses giant cock all day. I knew I needed to keep tabs on them.

Our home life was great except it was obvious she had Horses massive dick on the brain. We got in the habit of watching porn together during our marathon 69 sessions. She always complained about the dick size in the videos. “Can you find one where the guy is more hung?” “That one is barely 10 inches.” “Are there any bigger?” She would ask.

I found myself searching things like “Biggest dick in porn.” or “enormous cock, tiny blonde chick with big tits.” It was a challenge to find the type of video she wanted unless we pulled up Horses only fans. “Is there any video where the boyfriend is watching her get destroyed by that biggie?” She asked.

“You mean like cuckold porn?” I asked.

“What is a cuckold?” She asked as she played with my tiny dick.

“Its a boyfriend that likes to watch his girlfriend get fucked by a bigger dick.” I told her shocked she was unaware.

“Yes! Oh my god that’s so hot lets watch videos like that.” She squealed as her pussy began to drool in my face.

“What a surprise.” I said with a chuckle and an eye roll.

Still Lisa kept complaining the dicks in the videos weren’t big enough. “Man I wish Horse would make videos like this.” She said as we watched a hot wife blowing a 12 inch cock while her boyfriend ate her out in a chastity cage. Lisa became hooked on cuckold porn before long which furthered my paranoia about her working environment. I found myself trying to pop in at her work more often and it did nothing to comfort my jealousy. Every time I found them in a somewhat inappropriate situation.

One time I came in and found Lisa shaving his balls. Lisa was nude and her Horse was rock hard and Lisa’s explanation was that grooming was part of her duties and she didnt want to get shaving cream on her dress. Another time I found her blowing him in his car and she said they got fast food and spilled ketchup on his dick and she was just licking it off.

Yet another time I witnessed her sitting on his lap naked during one of there meetings she was cross-eyed and drooling and I realized his dick was in her. Her explanation for that one was it was casual Friday and his boner was unprofessional so she hid it for him. Casual Friday meant naked to Lisa yet everyone else was dressed.

Then there was the company Halloween party. Lisa and Horse decided to do a couples costume. Horse dressed as a kangaroo and Lisa was his Joey. Lisa was strapped to his chest naked with nothing but body paint to make her look like a baby kangaroo and inside his pouch with her legs hanging out over the fabric. Yet the whole time his dick was buried balls deep inside her and she was cross eyed and drooling and squirting threw out the whole party. She couldn’t even talk to anyone because she was too busy cumming on his mammoth monster cock.

Then they had the company Christmas party and they couldn’t decide which one would dress up as Santa. They decided to both be Santa so he wore a Santa suit and she was strapped to his chest again and was his belly, only her face was visible above the costume coat and she had on stupid elf hat and ears. Once again she spend the whole night impaled on his cock and squirting all over the floor. Everyone kept making fun of how many times she soaked the sprayed girl cum everywhere. Man did those pictures go viral.

I was starting to suspect that these costumes were just an excuse for her to spend the night stuffed with all of his giant cockaconda when they decided to have a Memorial day party and yet again she was strapped to his chest impaled on his cock dressed in red white and blue. Everyone kept complimenting Horse on his costume as Lisa rocked her hips on his mega cock legs spread wide completely naked. The only thing she had on for a costume was she had on some red white and blue glitter body paint on her huge bouncing boobs and over stuffed belly bulge.

When they proposed another couples costume for July 4th I finally put my foot down and said no more costumes involving her on his massive mammoth megacock. Lisa was really sad that she couldn’t do the couples costumes anymore so I made a compromise that they were allowed to cuddle and make out and do some light petting at our house again. I figured they did more than that at work at least at our house I could keep an eye on them. They had a tendency to push the envelope even still.

There was one night they were hanging out at our house. I had to work late because Ned and his buddies decided to gangbang me after hours which left Lisa alone with Horse longer than I was comfortable with. I came home to Lisa naked on the couch with Horse massaging her back. Horses enormous cock was out and she was laying on top of the purple throbbing member. Bayan Escort I never got used to seeing that fat 23 inch thing with dozens of 1 inch metal balls inserted along its colossal length but seeing my girlfriend naked with her friend Horse had become something I expected.

“Hey honey, How was work, Horse is just giving me a massage to thank me for all my hard work at the office.” She said as he reached around her and squeezed her huge J cups.

“It was good, I had Loads of work to do.” I said flashing back to the 7 men jerking off with their dicks pointed at my face.

“Well I’m glad you’re home honey, she said wiggling her naked ass against Horses crotch and sliding her sopping pussy lips along the base of his monster dick.

“Is this massage going to be much longer?” I wondered out loud.

“No he already did me from the other side. The front takes MUCH longer especially my inner upper thigh area, That always needs ALOT of loosening up, It can be your turn soon Honey.” Lisa said as she stroked the head of the massive dick that was poking out from between her tits. “You just need to lay on his massive monster donkey kong dong or it gets in the way, but he is soooo good at it baby.” She said as she twerked and bounced her booty for Horses eyes and hands.

As much as I had reservations about the idea before I could put much thought in it I was laying naked on the couch. Lisa was laying at my head with her legs spread which put her gushing greedy pussy right in front of my face. Horse busied himself rubbing oil on his hands as I felt my rock hard dick twitching against the couch cushions.

“You’re going to love this baby, Horse daddy massaged me Sooo good for Soooooo long can you lick my pussy baby?” She said pushing my face hard against her sopping wet lips. By the time Horse was in position to massage me Lisa was humping my face hard. She gripped the back of my head and was grinding her pussy hard up and down my face. There was so much fluid all I could do was inhale a mix of air and her gushing pussy juice with every breath.

Below me I felt Horse shoving his massive cock underneath me. I couldn’t aid to lift up my mid section to allow further travel of the huge dick because Lisa was so busy using my face like a fuck toy. “Well that’s not going to work.” Horse said as he pulled that huge slab of pork loin out from underneath me and slammed it with a heavy thud down onto my back. The weight of the rock hard throbbing cock was astonishing as it rested from between my bubble butt cheeks to between my shoulder blades.

I felt my asshole winking as my little diclet lurched as Horse planted his big mitts on my bubble butt cheeks. Lisa was literally grinding my face up and down her squirting pussy but all I could focus on was Horses warm hands pawing at my booty. His thumbs came inches from my asshole which caused my little dick to start shooting. He heaved his huge monster dong off to the side and started massaging my upper thigh beside my balls which caused my dicky to squirt harder. Then he moved his monster dick to the other side and massaged the other side of my inner thigh.

“Man this huge cock does get in the way sometimes, I think ill just have to shove it up here.” He said as he pulled it back and pressed his giant head against my asshole. My eyes went wide as I felt a panicked shiver up my spine. There was no way such a giant cock would fit inside me. I pushed off the couch to stop this crazy idea. I couldn’t free my head from Lisa’s hard grip as she suffocated me with her pussy grinding on my face. I tried to scream stop but it was muffled under the intense squirting face fuck.

Then I felt the massive dick start to push inside me. I inhaled deep and couldn’t breath as I froze while the huge cock drove into me. It felt endless as the massive fat inches plowed into me. It was already stretching me to my limit when I felt the first ring of metal balls insert into me. I couldn’t handle it I screamed under my girlfriends squirting face fuck. I struggled but couldn’t escape her grip as the intense pain of endless inches stuffed into me. I felt my belly bulging beneath me as i felt my body being lifted off the couch by my distended belly bulge.

It hurt so bad and I felt like I was bursting at the seems but the infinite dick continued deeper and deeper. My brain went completely blank and I felt frozen in place wondering if the dick was going to ever end or if it was going to come out the other side of me. The pressure was so intense finally the dick bottomed out and me but I still could not exhale. I was afraid to move for fear of pain from the deep impalement of such a enormous volume of monster cock threatening to break me.

“There we go much better.” Horse said as I felt my body struggling to adjust to this unspeakable size inside me. “Lets get started.” He said as he reached back to retrieve the oil. As he did his huge monster megaladon cock withdrew several inches from me. I felt Escort lightning shooting from my butthole to my brain as the dick moved inside me. I opened my eyes even wider and let out another muffled scream as Lisa squirted down my throat and kept humping my face. Then he leaned forward again and once again impaled me again causing me to let out a deep scream into Lisa’s pussy and my balls emptied into the couch as my dick squirted uncontrollably. I began to stop struggling to escape as my asshole finally began to accept the 23 inches of heft buried inside me.

“Ohhh Daddy, can you fuck me.. I mean massage me like that? Ohhhh!” Lisa said while she humped my face so hard it made my eyes water.

“Don’t be a greedy slut, Its Sammy’s turn, Ill fuck you, I mean massage you later, plus I already said you can be the stand in for rehearsal tomorrow.” Horse said, Though I didnt fully understand I’m sure it was inappropriate.

“Oh daddy, That’s such a big dick, What a whopping dick, Its completely inside him, I’m so jealous of Sammy, I wish it was inside me right now.” Lisa said as she squirted up my nose and in my eyes.

Horse started massaging me which allowed my body to relax some. Despite my relaxing every twitch of his cock made my whole body tense up from being so stretched around the giant behemoth inside me. Nevertheless anytime his fingers touched my bubble butt I would involuntarily cum. My dick was painfully hard and seemed to shoot every couple minutes. At one point he slightly adjusted which amounted to pulling out a couple inches then pressing back in. When he did I squirted thick heavy ropes and had such an intense orgasm that the pain began to subside.

I got lost in the sensations. Any twitch of the cock impaled inside me caused my poor tiny little baby dick to pull cum from deep inside my balls. Horse began to work his way up my back and started to rock his hips with each massaging motion. Then he started doing long slow strokes up my back and as he did he started doing at least 15 inch strokes in and out of my poor asshole. Every time he slowly bottomed out in my butt I squirted. Every time he slowly bottomed out in me I felt myself being lifted off the couch several inches suspended only by my knees, elbows and obscene bulging belly. I even managed to take a glance down despite Lisa using my face as a dildo and saw first hand the monster cock outline inside my belly metal balls and all I came intensely at the site of it.

I couldn’t shake the feeling of panic, despite my little dick clearly enjoying the assault as evidence by the pool of cum forming below me. Every effort to cry out or yelp for help was stifled by my girlfriend sliding her pussy up and down my face as hard as she could. She was continuously squirting and breathing was a challenge let alone screaming. I flexed my legs and butt as Horse rearranged my ass hole with all of his dick. I was terrified with every inch of movement I feared one fast stroke might kill me. A mix of pain and pleasure like id never experienced I was shocked Lisa could take all this dick it didnt seem possible.

Then Horse leaned forward and started doing my shoulders as he did he reached what felt like new depths inside me. My poor little dick was letting out a continuous spray like a faucet had been turned on. I was preying that he would pull out just an inch to end the endless painful orgasm. I could not believe one orgasm could last so long. My dicky stung so bad as it struggled to void any remaining cum from deep in my balls. My asshole felt ready to give up from being too over stuffed. My stomach felt bloated from having to accommodate such a large object for so long yet despite all that my tiny dicklet continued to squirt and twitch and shoot.

“Alright, Time to flip you over…” Horse said as I lay there every muscle in my body clenched to survive the impaled log inside me.

Then Horse lifted me like a rag doll, Arms and legs flailing he spun me around on his cock. He spun me like a ragdoll on all 23 inches of monster cock and before I knew it I was face up, staring down at my belly that looked pregnant with a monster cock baby pointed straight up at my face. Beyond my belly bulge I could see ropes of cum shooting up in the air like a little bitty active volcano from my poor little pee pee. I yelped and whined at the pain and was about to yell stop when SLAM! Lisa slammed her pussy down on my face and started riding my face like a mechanical bull. I felt like I had been punched in the nose but quickly forgot that as I once again struggled to breath as I drowned in my girlfriends cum.

“There we go, now to do your front, I want to take it niiiicccee and sllloooowwww.” Horse said as he rocked his hips ouuuttttt 9 or 10 inches and then back in until it pressed so strongly into me. I felt my little dick jumping and shooting cum I didnt even know I had as it waggled back and forth. I felt sheer terror as I struggled to breath and felt like my body Ankara Eskort was going to break on this monster cocktimus prime. “How’s the pressure?” He asked as his hands worked up my body and he gave one strong thrust of his cock against my stomach wall. I screamed No but it was muffled under my girlfriends squirting rocking hips.

“I think he likes the pressure!” Lisa said giving my tiny pee pee a little jingle. I could tell my dick was still squirting hard. “I’ve never seen him cum so much, It seems endless.” She said with a giggle.

“I guess he just really likes massages.” Horse said and then gave two long hard SLAMS inside me. I felt my dicky lurching and forcefully but painfully spraying cum ropes up my body. Lisa lifted and grabbed my tiny dick pointing it away from her.

“Oh my god that almost reached my face do that again!” Lisa giggled.

“Like this?” Horse asked before gripping my hips and thrusting hard and fast. I tried to push Lisa off me. I was terrified as I felt 2 feet of Monster cock fucking my asshole. I felt a burning in my balls as my balls created cum as fast as it was demanded for my orgasm. I felt my dick spraying cum hard straight up in the air. Lisa was laughing as she waved my tiny dick back and forth under the intense fucking. After a few thrusts he slowed down and resumed the pretense of the massage. “If I do that much longer Ill cum inside her, This is just supposed to be a massage after all.” He said resuming massaging me.

My dick couldn’t tell the difference as it continued to squirt jizz everywhere. I preyed it would stop. My whole body was so sensitive and I didnt know how much more I could take. I felt out of my body and drunk perhaps from the lack of air as Lisa humped my face hard. I felt like I was passing out. I came back to life wondering how long it had been my dick felt different I felt like it had a cage on it.

“Hes still squirting even with the cage on.” Lisa said with a giggle.

“Oh well it was worth a try.” Horse said as he massaged my belly bulging around his massive cock.

“Daddy, I want you to pretend its me and fuck me.” Lisa said.

I wanted to scream or call for help but I felt so weak. I felt like I was dreaming and couldn’t move. Lisa was humping my face so hard. I felt jolts of electricity shooting threw out my body as the sky scraper of cock started to push and pull in and out of me. Every hair on my body was on end and every fiber of my muscles clenched as I grit my teeth trying to accommodate the giant python inside of me. I worried about health consequences and long term damage, I couldn’t even feel my legs anymore. The panic was only over shadowed by my deep burning orgasms. I could feel my balls being milked for every ounce of cum my body could generate.

After a few short strokes Horse got in a more athletic stance like a pushup position above me. He spread my legs wider as he pulled his deeply embedded cock out of my torso. He pulled back until just the head was slightly parting my gaping hole. “Alright Lisa, I’m going to fuck this sissy’s brains out.” He said as I peered past my girlfriend frantically humping my face. I saw beyond my wide spread legs and tiny caged cock that was still squirting desperate ropes of cum.

“Alright Sammy, Since I’m going to let Horse fuck you I think I should get a hall pass too, Horse wants to plan a one time little fling, me and him are going to go away together for a weekend to a swingers resort and its an industry convention and I think he should have free access to fuck me and pass me around to the biggest dick porn stars in the world while im there, You know…Ill be a gang bang fuck toy for a couple days, then things will go back to normal when I am back, does that sound fair widdle Sammy.” She whispered as she massaged all around my squirting little dick but careful not to touch my pecker itself and its endless stream of ruined orgasms.

I took solace in knowing all this was out of my control. She wasn’t asking me if I wanted to get fucked by Horse she was telling me. She wasn’t asking for a hall pass she was telling. “That is… unless you want to stop now?” She asked slowly lifting off my face and looking down at me.

My brain ran a mile a minute but as I looked up at Lisa’s dangling tits and Horses jumbo cock pointed at my booty hole my mouth was acting on its own. “Fuck me Daddy!” I squealed. Lisa slammed her pussy back down onto my face before I could correct myself. Why had I blurted that out I wondered in silent terror. I didnt want this, My girlfriend was going to do what?, I was terrified as I felt that huge head pressed hard against my pulsating asshole.

“You asked for it slut.” He said coldly as he lifted higher above me.

Lisa humped my face and squirted hard down my throat as I awaited the inevitable. SLAM! In one swift motion Horse buried his whole monsterific cock inside me. I felt my stomach distend to accommodate it all in one heavy punch. All the wind in my lungs was forced out of my throat as 23 inches filled me. My hands limply rose and fondled the giant beaded shaft that my pregnant belly was stretched tightly around like a condom. I laid there limp and motionless except for my tiny dick spraying like a wild fire hose in all directions.

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The day had begun like any other day, but little did Patti know that today would be the day that would change her life forever. Being stuck in an unhappy marriage with her dipshit of a husband John had long since led her to go in search of other men that would satisfy her unquenchable need for cock. She had been seeing her current lover Rich, for almost two years at this point and the two had grown to love each other very much. She especially loved the way he fucked her, and the way his cock felt every time it entered her body. It felt amazing when he would blow his massive loads in her pussy or ass, and weirdly enough she really enjoyed the feeling of his overflowing cum running down the crack of her ass after a great fuck. Rich was everything she could have wanted in a husband, and she wished it was he who she shared a life with on an everyday basis. Unbeknownst to her, today that would become a reality in the most unexpected of ways.

Like I said, the day began like any other, but that would quickly change with a knock on her door early that morning. Her husband John answered the door and what he found on the other side was a man who slightly intimidated him just from his appearance alone.

John answered “Hi, can I help you with something?”

“Good morning, my name is Rich. I’ve been fucking your sweet little wife for a while now and today I thought I’d just move in here and make myself at home.”

John couldn’t believe what he had just heard, and his blood started to boil within him, but then he took another look at Rich and a new feeling overcame him…fear. You see, Rich looked like the kind of man who could pummel John to a bloody pulp with very little effort, and he was not about to provoke this man. So instead of acting out in rage at what he’d just been told, he instead said…

“I honestly can’t believe what I’m hearing, but I’m not going to pretend I’m surprised. Patti has hated my guts for years now. I always expected that she was fooling around with other men behind my back.”

Rich Ankara escort put his hand on John’s chest and pushed him aside as he entered the home. “Let’s step inside and have a chat so I can explain how things are going to run around here from now on.”

John couldn’t believe Rich’s audacity. He felt completely emasculated, but at the same time he was discovering something else about himself, he was also feeling a bit turned on from being dominated by a stronger man. He never would have guessed that he was this subservient deep down inside. I guess that was the first of the new emotions he’d be feeling that day.

As Rich entered the home he looked around for his favorite fucktoy, but when he didn’t see her, he called out. “Hey Patti, it’s Rich! I thought you would like to suck on your favorite cock this morning, so I came over to play!” Patti was in her bedroom getting ready for her day when she heard those words yelled out. She immediately froze in fear at what she heard, but she also felt a dampness start to form in her panties. She of course recognized the voice as the voice of the man who has been depositing his cum inside of her holes for the last few years. She left her room and entered the living room to find both her husband and her lover sitting on the couch.

“What’s going on here?” Patti asked.

Rich replied “I’m moving in. I explained to John here that I’ve been fucking you for years now and I’m tired of sneaking around dropping loads in his wife’s sweet little pussy. So instead, I decided that I’ll be living here from now on. Get over here and suck my cock, I need to cum. Then after you swallow my load, I’ll continue explaining to John here how things are going to run day to day.”

Patti could never deny that request from the owner of her favorite cock. She loved sucking his cock so much! And even though it wasn’t the biggest cock in the world, it was much bigger than her husband’s. She moved over to where he was sitting and dropped to her knees.

“Hey Escort Ankara John, watch how excited your slut wife gets when she pulls my cock out. She loves to suck it. Babe, show him how much you enjoy sucking my cock.”

Patti secretly liked how her lover had started referring to her by his derogatory pet names over the term of their relationship. Some of her favorites were slut, whore, and cumslut. It made her feel dirty, and she liked that. Plus, she knew that it wasn’t how he really felt about her. They were just things he’d say in the heat of passion to work himself up to a nice climax. They were never repeated outside of the home. He had way too much respect for his favorite fucktoy;)

And with that request she let the uncontrollable urge she always gets when she has access to his cock overcome her and started ripping open his pants to get at her favorite toy. The second Rich’s cock sprang into view she grabbed it and could immediately see a droplet of precum seeping from his piss slit. She loved the taste of his precum. She looked up at her lover.

“Go ahead baby, enjoy yourself.”

Patti looked John in the eyes as she stuck her tongue out and licked the drop of precum from the tip of his dick and swallowed it. She then looked down at John’s pants and could see that he had a tiny tent forming. She thought to herself, this sissy is actually getting aroused. She couldn’t care less. She just wanted to get busy sucking, so she opened her mouth and dropped her face onto Rich’s cock. Both Patti and Rich let out moans. Then Patti got to work on the task at hand, all the while working up quite a lather and making lewd sucking noises. John couldn’t believe his eyes. This was not the woman he married. She never sucked his dinky little dick like that. In fact, she told him she didn’t enjoy giving blowjobs at all. The realization hit him that she just didn’t enjoy sucking his dick, and he just dropped his head.

“Hey John, watch this! This bitch loves having her face Escort Bayan fucked!” Rich grabbed Patti’s head in both of his hands and began to ram his cock in and out of her cute face. She took it like a champ and just kept making lewd noises. John noticed Rich was about to cum and Patti lifted her head off of his cock just long enough to say, “Shoot that fucking spunk straight down into my cum dumpster baby!”, then dropped her face back down on his cock like a true slut. Rich continued fucking Patti’s face for a few more seconds before he started to moan loudly while he shot string after string of cum down her throat. He shot so much that Patti couldn’t swallow it all down and a good amount ended up coming out of her nose and the rest pooled at the base of his cock. “Be a good girl and clean up your mess.” Patti got to work on lapping up the remainder of his spunk. She looked John in the eyes while she did just to rub it in. After she was done cleaning up, she laid her head down in his lap and did one of her favorite things.

John watched as his wife of fifteen years laid her head down in this stranger’s lap and reinserted the tip of Rich’s softening cock back into her mouth and started nursing on it as if it was a baby’s pacifier. It was really sweet the way she’d always do this after sex. It didn’t matter to her what hole his cock had just come out of. She just wanted the comforting feeling she got from nursing on it for a while. On many occasions she’d be nursing on the head of his cock right after it had just blown a massive load in her ass. She didn’t care. In fact, it turned her on even more suckling on the tip of his dirty dick while she felt his cum running down her ass cheeks on those occasions. Rich would usually just lightly finger her asshole while she does this, but things never got to the point where she pulled her bottoms down today so he asked, “Hey babe, slide your shorts and panties down so I can finger your ass while you suckle.” Patti did as she was told and after spitting on his finger she felt him insert it into her unused ass.

“So, John, now that your slut wife and I have had some fun, let me tell you what’s going to happen around here from now on.” Rich explained.

John just sat in his seat obediently while Rich laid down new house rules.

To be continued…

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