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Chapter 6a – Cleaning up for the Party

Previously I described how my fiancée Anne-Marie was coerced into having sex with William and Brian, two guys she babysat when teens. Annie is a natural tease, and had told me how she purposely tormented the boys when babysitting them by dressing up in sexy clothes and occasionally flashing a bit of skin at them, acting as if she were unaware of her actions. It was a game to her, continuing until they “excused” themselves and went to their rooms, amused knowing they were jacking off to thoughts of her. It was her method to get them out of the way to make babysitting easier. Now 18-years-old and almost out of high school, the boys were seeking revenge on her for teasing them all those years.

I have often fantasized about Annie with other men, and the circumstances leading to her seduction were partly my fault. We had teased each other all night before she went to babysit Brian’s baby sister, neither of us aware the boys were watching us outside their house. As I dropped Annie off she had guided me to the back of the house, arousing me with a partial blow job which the boys used against her, threatening to tell their parents about her “improprieties” unless she gave them similar treatment. As additional leverage, they reminded her Brian’s parents owned the bank where Annie’s family had a large delinquent loan. With the threat of Brian telling his parents about her indiscretions and fearing retribution towards her family’s financial status, as well as her body being aroused from our make-out session, she ultimately gave in, allowing them to dominate her.

Things progressed further the following week when they revealed they had secretly recorded her having sex with them, using it as additional blackmail leading to Annie becoming more entrenched in their schemes to make her their sexual play toy. The threats of placing her family’s bank loan in jeopardy and me finding out about her cheating gave them enough leverage where she could do little against them.

Annie is very sexual with an incredible “supermodel” figure—long legs, long auburn hair, and a well-tanned 36C-24-34 5’11” body—maintaining her athletic figure from high school cheerleading by working out regularly. She has received several offers for modeling; however, knowing such careers could be tenuous, she wanted to complete her college education to have a “fallback” job if modeling did not work out. With threats of the boys making the videos public and ruining her career, her school, her parents’ loan, as well as myself discovering what she had done, Annie succumbed to their perversions.

Exerting their control over her, they dressed her up in a slutty leather outfit and took her shopping for more provocative clothing, displaying her body for all to see. Annie was both mortified and excited at her public display as men continuously leered and fondled her in the mall. The boys gained further control over her by spiking a drink with a “recreational” sex drug, lowering Annie’s inhibitions and making her extremely aroused, becoming a willing participant to their debaucheries.

Researching the drug, I discovered it was experimental to treat sexual dysfunction in women; however, due to its extremely high potency and side-effects leading to nymphomania, the drug was unavailable commercially. It only affected women who normally enjoyed sex, making it of limited commercial use. Women acted out sexual tendencies they already had deep within themselves, precluding its intended use to treat frigidity unless the woman was previously sexually active. In Annie’s case, all shyness and self-decorum were banished and she entered a state of perpetual arousal, desiring sex, no matter with whom.

While shopping at the mall and aroused from the influence of the drug, she became a willing participant in an oral gangbang with my own buddies from work in a mall bathroom. Not satiated, she was later seduced into fucking a group of strangers after the mall closed. In her diary—which I read without her knowledge—she was ashamed to admit enjoying the experiences, yet horrified of me finding out and leaving her out of jealousy or anger.

As if the circumstances with the boys were not complicated enough, my work buddies were now formulating plans on blackmailing her from her mall blowjob incident, having photographed her exploits with their cell phone cameras. In spying on them and listening to their conversations, I knew the guys had something planned this weekend at a pool party we were scheduled to attend, planning to trick me into leaving Annie alone with them.

Instead of being upset at her predicaments, I was incredibly turned on. I know Annie loves me and want her as my wife; I am proud she is desirable to other men. To me there is a difference between making love with somebody you love and fucking for only sex, and I was incredibly turned on by her being used as a sexual play toy, knowing she truly loved me as I did her. I had often suggested to her having recreational sex with other guys, the thought turning me on, though she refused. Even my friends’ plans avcılar escort for her did not bother me; instead I was trying to figure out how I could watch them while they thought I was away!

The combinations of watching her being used and reading about her episodes of lust and feelings in her diary has excited me to no end as her story continues…

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Friday I drove to Annie’s house, not having to work until later in the evening. After reading about her escapades with Brian and William earlier this week, I was longing to spend some “quality” time with her. Inwardly I wondered if she would follow their orders of not having sex with me unless they approved. I had mixed feelings, aroused knowing she was in their sexually depraved clutches, but also so turned on I wanted to have her myself.

Even more on my mind, I was anxious to read her diary and find out if anything happened Thursday, unable to have the chance to read her diary yesterday.

Wondering how to get a chance to access her diary before work, the front door opened and my mind went blank as my mouth fell open in amazement—I could not believe my eyes, Annie looked fantastic! She was obviously wearing another outfit the boys had forced her to buy, doing so all week, each outfit becoming more and more revealing—and this one was the best—a beige two-pieced skirt set showing more flesh than it concealed as I stared lustfully at her exposed body.

The top was a bandeau-type halter consisting of little more than two squares of material centered over each breast—the tight material fully outlining her nipples and leaving little to the imagination. She was practically topless, all sides of her firm breasts exposed, the tight halter doing little more than providing support and pulling her breasts together. The top opened in front, fastened by two half-dollar-sized silver rhinestone-studded hooks in the shape of horseshoes, causing one’s gaze to focus on her accentuated cleavage.

The second half of Annie’s outfit was a pleated sarong-like micro-miniskirt barely reaching her upper thighs to cover her crotch. The skirt was as revealing as the top, fully open on one side by a six-inched gap completely exposing her left hip and thigh connected with a matching rhinestone appliqué.

The outfit was so revealing it was readily apparent she had nothing underneath, recalling the boys’ orders to not wear underwear. I wondered whether she was following their orders or the outfit prohibited her wearing anything underneath as it exposed every part of her.

Completing the outfit, Annie wore a pair of brown and gold sandals with 6-inch stiletto heels, the gold straps wrapping up her calves in a crisscrossing pattern, accentuating her long legs perfectly.

“Wow, you look incredible!” I ogled at her, stating the obvious truth.

In response she threw her arms around me, giving me a deep French kiss I eagerly returned. My mind briefly flashed to her last two kisses having cum on her lips from recent blowjobs of Brian and William, but there was nothing but the faint taste of mouthwash as her tongue danced eagerly with mine.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into me as I gently massaged her bare ass cheeks, my cock hardening against her body. Annie moaned softly, her body pressing into me further, knowing she was as turned on as I was.

“I see you’re happy to see me,” she grinned evilly, her hand cupping my expanding groin and giving a playful squeeze.

I was about to answer when the phone rang, startling us both. Giving me a promising grin, Annie went to answer the phone.

I took in her sexy beauty, staring at her long legs and exposed flesh. The dress barely covered her ass cheeks as she walked away, her bare back and long legs causing my blood to pulse rapidly as I stared at her; however, my attention immediately focused on the conversation when she answered the phone.

“Oh, hello Mrs. Strauss,” Annie said, catching my notice. She glanced at me nervously as she listened on the phone, and I wondered if it involved Brian and William’s exploitation of her. “Yes ma’am, I’ll be right there,” she said, looking at me as she hung up the phone.

“That was Mrs. Strauss,” she explained nervously. “She sounded upset and was calling from her car phone asking me to meet her at her house as soon as possible.”

I could tell Annie was concerned, possibly wondering if Mrs. Strauss had found out about her liaisons with her son and his buddy William. Or maybe worse, could she have found the DVD’s the boys had filmed of Annie’s “sexploits” at the mall? Obviously Annie wouldn’t confide in me, but the worried look on her face easily betrayed her thoughts.

I did not believe there was anything to worry about. Annie was older than the boys and although she had babysat them when teenagers, nothing had happened until now when they were of legal age. Even though Annie was a few years older, it was not enough for a scandal, other than her own belief in it causing a rift between her halkalı escort and I. Annie’s paranoia about her image and personal embarrassment, as well as the possible implications in regards to her family’s finances, were clouding her reasoning.

It was her parents’ friendship with the Strauss family preventing the bank foreclosing on their loan and putting her family in further financial difficulties. Although Annie was concerned about something happening to jeopardize that, I doubted Mr. and Mrs. Strauss finding out their son had sex with a girl he’s known for years would do much to harm their friendship.

“Want me to drive you over there?” I asked innocently, my mind pondering what was going on.

“No!” she exclaimed anxiously. Catching her composure she smiled at me, “Sorry, just hoping nothing is wrong. No, I better head over there myself. I’m not sure what she could want,” she answered, “but I better go over now.”

Preoccupied with her thoughts, Annie gave me a quick chaste kiss on the cheek saying she would call me later as she walked out the door.

Normally Annie would not have been caught dead in public dressed–or undressed as she was–but with her mind preoccupied, she gave it no thought as I watched her walked to her car. The light beige material of her outfit matched her tanned skin perfectly; at a distance anybody would take a double glance to see if she was even dressed. My attention was especially drawn to her tight skirt fully outlining her ass and barely covered her ass cheeks as she walked.

Annie’s sudden change in attitude was unusual, and her abrupt leaving dressed as she was made me wonder if Brian had actually been on the phone and not his mother demanding her presence. Was Annie only saying it was Mrs. Strauss so I would not suspect anything?

Alone in her house, I knew this would be an opportune time to read Annie’s diary; however, my curiosity on what was happening with the Strauss’ won out, so locking the door, I ran to my car to follow Annie. The view from the side of the Strauss’ house into the living room window could be used even during the day without being seen, as the side of the house was well-shaded, the adjacent garage preventing anybody from seeing me even from the road. My only concern was getting there without being observed.

Waiting until Annie’s car pulled out of view down the road, I quickly turned onto the street, taking a different route to the Strauss residence than the one Annie usually drove. Racing like a madman to the Strauss’ neighborhood, I parked a block away so Annie would not see my car, then cut through the woods neighboring the Strauss’ yard. Hoping nobody saw me, I moved to the side of the garage where the large bay window of the living room was located.

As I neared the window I could tell it was opened to the summer breeze, the sounds of the television readily apparent. Staying in the shadows of the adjacent garage, I slowly moved behind a bush by the window and peeked into the house.

Once my eyes adjusted to the inside lighting, I observed Brian sitting on the couch in gym shorts and a tank top watching ESPN’s Sports Center, no sign of Annie or his mother. I wondered if my suspicions were correct about the call being from him instead of his mother and wondered where Annie could be.

As if in answer to my thoughts, the doorbell rang and I realized I had arrived before her—Annie had probably driven slower than usual, apprehensive at what may occur, while I had been going fast in anticipation.

The shrubbery by the window blocked the view of the front house, so nobody—particularly Annie—could see me from the street. Looking inside I watched Brian turn off the television and get up from the couch to answer the door.

I moved to the corner of the house to hear what was going on as the sound of the door opening drifted to me.

“Why Annie,” I heard Brian say happily from around the corner, “did you miss me so soon after yesterday you came here to service me?” I heard him ask.

Hearing Brian’s statement, I knew I needed to read Annie’s diary, as he had obviously paid Annie a visit yesterday, but my attention was distracted by Annie’s voice.

“No,” Annie answered him, exasperation clearly apparent in her voice, “where’s your mom? She called asking me to come over as soon as possible.”

I heard the voices fading as the front door closed so returned to the window, realizing it actually had been Mrs. Strauss Annie talked to on the phone, more perplexed at what was going on.

Peering into the screened window I saw Annie standing in the middle of the living room, again amazed at how incredible she looked. Her high-heeled shoes emphasized her legs unbelievably, the thin material of her outfit doing little to hide her sexy body.

Seeing her standing dressed so provocatively I was proud to know there was not one guy from puberty to death who did not appreciate her figure and looks, Brian’s gaze upon her confirming my thoughts.

“Where is she?” I heard Annie beylikdüzü escort asked, ignoring Brian’s blatant lecherous stare at her body.

“She’s at the bank,” he answered, “and not sure why she wanted you here. She knows I’m here alone, unless it’s a little gift for me,” he grinned wickedly. “I do enjoy what you decided to wear for me,” he said, moving closer to her.

Annie tried to ignore him; however, she would not upset Brian due to his quick temperament changes. Her posture slumped slightly as she realized her compromising position: dressed—or undressed as the case may be—in front of Brian.

“I’m glad I please you Master,” she said dejectedly, her gaze lowering, knowing insolence would be useless.

Brian smiled. “Oh, you always please me you little slut,” he said, “but I would like to see more.” Smiling at her, he turned on the stereo with the remote control, the heavy beat of a club song starting to play loudly, the heavy bass vibrating my skin even from outside.

I watched fervently as Brian reached up to Annie’s top, his fingers quickly twisting the rhinestone appliqué and unsnapping it, the top springing open as Annie’s breasts spilled out, the material falling to the floor.

Two weeks ago Annie would have blushed in shame, her arms covering her naked torso in front of another guy; however, now she stood still, looking directly at Brian as her breasts rose and fell with her quickening breath, mesmerizing both Brian and myself. There was little reason for her to be shy in front of either Brian or William, having been used and exploited by each repeatedly. Instead of blushing in shame, her nipples visibly hardened from the exposed air and obvious excitement of being uncovered before a man.

The steady beat of the stereo played in the background with several moans and focusing on the song I almost laughed out loud, quickly covering my mouth as I realized it was appropriately playing Britney Spears’ song “Get Naked.”

Brian smiled at her body’s obvious reaction, slowly reaching and grasping her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Annie elicited a small moan in queue to the song in the background, her eyes closing in obvious ecstasy. Seeing her reaction Brian grinned, both hands moving to caress Annie’s breasts in rhythm to the music as she stood before him, small intakes of breath coming from her opened lips.

“Lovely,” Brian said smiling. I noticed his gym shorts slowly coming to life outlining his large cock as he caressed my fiancée’s breasts. Having watched Brian and William fuck and use Annie, I knew he was well endowed. Although typical high school “nerds” outwardly, both boys had sizeable cocks and the growing bulge in Brian’s shorts looked like he was hiding a small baseball bat in his pants.

Still smiling, Brian bent down, covering Annie’s left nipple with his mouth as she let out a louder moan, Brian’s tongue obviously teasing the small nub. This time Annie’s hands did move, not to cover herself or push him away but to pull Brian’s head further into her breast, her hands slowly running through his hair. She let out another moan as her head tilt back, again closing her eyes.

I knew the moment Brian bit her nipple as Annie gasped out an audible “Oh!” as the music continued to throb in the background. Annie’s hips were slowly swaying to the beat of the song as I stared transfixed at the incredibly erotic sight before me: my gorgeous fiancée in the middle of a room half naked, another man sucking and caressing her tits to her obvious enjoyment! I had to adjust my own hardening cock in response to the sight.

I could tell Annie was becoming more aroused from her movements as Brian literally made love to her breasts, her head thrown back as she relished the sensation, her ass slowly swaying to the beat of the song.

Her hands continued to hold Brian’s head to her breasts as her head moved on her shoulder, her hips continuing to sway to the music. From my viewpoint I could see Annie move her hips to the side, realizing her thighs were clenching in rhythm to the song as I realized she was clenching and unclenching her pussy in arousal!

The sensual scene continued as I stared mesmerized at Annie’s acceptance of another man being intimate with her as the song played.

I watched fascinated as Brian reached down, his hand sliding up the inside of Annie’s leg as she spread her legs apart, giving him access to her slit. She gasped as I realized Brian was rubbing her as the song slowly ended. Abstractedly I wondered what the next song on the sound track would be when my attention suddenly turned towards the street, a car’s wheels screeching as it pulled into the driveway, loud enough to catch even Brian and Annie’s attention.

I watched as Mrs. Strauss got out of the car, not seeing me at the side of the house, being well blocked by the hedges.

Movement inside caught my attention as I saw Annie quickly fastening her top back on and adjusting her breasts while Brian turned off the stereo. I heard the car door shut and Mrs. Strauss’ high heeled shoes clicking hastily on the walkway as she moved to the front door. Looking back into the room I saw Brian smile at Annie’s flushed face as he sat back down on the couch. Looking at Annie, he slowly put his finger in his mouth, savoring the taste of her before turning the television back on, continuing to watch Sports Center like nothing had happened.

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“Heeeeeey stud,” said Dana and Mallory as they passed me and giggled on their water break.

“Dude, alright,” said Mike. Mike played back row for the boy’s team. “Those seniors from the girl’s team are totally into you. You should chase after them.”

“No they’re not. I just lent some money a while back and now their teasing me. If I asked them out they would definitely turn me down. Besides I’m just a freshman here, they wouldn’t even consider me,” I said easily.

“Dude what ever. If I was you I would go after them. I mean it’s your choice; don’t do it if you don’t want to,” said Mike.

“Hey breaks over. Start the passing drills,” bellowed coach. We all scrambled up to start the drills. You see I am on the boy’s volleyball team here on campus and the girl’s team practices at the same time as us and we do a lot of drills together. The girls are better at the basic skills like passing and setting, but they can’t compete with the guys physically. Mike is a cool senior at the college that is like my best friend on the team. Everybody likes him so I don’t know why he chose to befriend me; wait oh yah I’m like a genius to him. I’m the loser freshman who gets good grades and works hard, I help Mike with his math, so at least I got one friend. Mikes cool, but not very smart.

He thinks I need to go after those two girls, but I already have. I learned that Dana and Mallory love to be controlled. One day after practice about a month ago I totally fucked those little slut’s brains out. Since then we’ve fucked like rabbits. Those two love it when I control them and would do anything for me just to fuck them and give them my cum. Right now life’s pretty good, but I want more.

I think if it was so easy to get a fuck out of Dana and Mallory, why not the other girls on the team. I’ve been watching their back middle defender: Eron. She is not very tall, because she plays defense and doesn’t play up at front row where you have to jump and swing. Where she is, she just has to pass.

Anyway she has light red, long hair that trails down her back to her ass. Also she has big red lips and blue eyes. She has a small frame with a tiny butt; her rack was average, actually I thought they were kind of small. I just want her for her long, red hair. I got a thing for hair, so what, all the girls on the girl’s team have nice long hair and it suits me just fine.

I watched her a while and kind of followed her. I know where her dorm is and which path she walks there at night. I plan to şişli escort intercept her but, she always walks with three other girls; not very convenient. But I thought up a way to fix that. Remember how I said Dana and Mallory would do anything for my cum, well I let suck me off before practice. They then agreed to hold Eron back after practice for some drills.

After practice I slipped into the backroom, the first place where I fucked Dana and Mallory, and waited. Just as they said, Mallory and Dana held back Eron, their excuse was they wanted her to teach them how to short serve, which she happily did.

Soon only Mallory, Dana, and Eron where left. The girls told me they would hold her back for fifteen minutes, so I went out the back way. I worked my way down the desolate path which Eron took every night. As soon as I found a place where there were no buildings around and I could hide a stooped behind a bush and waited.

After what seemed for ever I heard footsteps, but I heard more than one pair. Then three voices that I recognized, thank goodness, Mallory and Dana decided to walk Eron back. I had anticipated this but the girls would only help me. Hey they might even add to the pleasure, but I would only let them watch; Eron was mine.

The voices were now on top of, it was time. I jumped out of the bush and grabbed the startled Eron.

“Hey what are you do…” was all she got to say as Mallory gagged her with some gym socks. I knew those girls would come in handy, I’m glad they came. I then bound Eron’s hands behind her back and ripped her hair tie off so her beautiful red hair fell to her shoulders. I then threw her over a bench that was along the path and tied her ankles to the bench leg.

Her face was flat against the bench seat as she leaned over the arm with her ass in the air. She did not have enough abdomen strength to stand up; she was trapped. I took out my pocket knife and cut her clothes off until she was in her bra and panties. Her breasts somehow looked bigger in my lust hanging from her chest in the air.

I stepped beside her, drew my hand back and brought it down hard against the side of her tit. She let out a muffled Scream.

“No one can hear you.” I came down hard again on her left tit. Then I smacked the right one. I cut her bra off with my knife those swollen red tits fall loose from their encasement. I then moved back behind her.

Positioning my self directly behind her I started my onslaught on her ass; bayan escort beating her cheeks with my hand. I kept going until the redness around her panties spread halfway up her spine. I took my knife, being extremely careful not to cut her, and slid the blade between her ass cheeks to remove her panties.

She broke out in a cold sweat as she felt the cold steel touch her inner crack. Once her panties were removed, she let out a huge breath out of her nostrils. I stood back and looked at her red irritated body; the same color as her hair.

I came around and put my face next to hers. She tried to pull away but I grabbed a fistful of her hair. I held her hair in my hands as I sniffed it and nuzzled it against my own face. I gently stroked her hair and nibbled on her ear. I reached back and trailed my fingers across her moist pussy lips; I was arousing her. I then slid my middle finger in knuckle deep; she let out a moan.

“So you’re enjoying this,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re such a little slut,” I said as a slid in another finger. She let out another muffled moan. I pulled the sock from her mouth and drove another finger. This time she let out a little cry. I withdrew my fingers and stood up, not letting go of her hair and bid the forgotten Dana and Mallory towards me. They had both been playing with each other and were both already stripped naked. Undress me I said, and they did so.

I took turns with my hands as they pulled my shirt over my head. They then pulled down my shorts and briefs. The autumn night was cool and my member needed to be awakened. I motioned them and they started to play with me.

With one hand holding Eron’s hair by its ends I returned my other hand to her pussy. Slowly I rubbed her clit with my thumb and she let out yet another moan.

As soon as I was hard the girls started to lick my spear head. I drew them off and they pouted. I strictly explained that this night was not for them and that I was preserved for Eron. Just then I swore, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Eron smile. What a little whore.

I then again, not letting go of her hair, positioned my self behind her. Slowly I teased her entrance with my spear head. Rubbing it up and down between her lips and all around the outside. I could tell by way her muscles strained in her legs she wanted me inside her tunnel bad. Since my excursion with the girls earlier before practice I would only be able come once, but I would last longer.

I entered her slowly, istanbul escort only centimeters at a time.

“Oh my god,” she screamed. It was slow torture to her and she couldn’t stand it any more. She then rammed her hips back into me; impaling herself 7 ½ on my spear.

“Ohh man, you’re such a little whore,” I said, “and I’m fuck you like one.” I started my rhythmic pace as she bore into me. Soon our bodies were slapping together in unison; her coming to meet me. I looked over to see what those two horny girls were up to.

Mallory was riding Dana in similar style to me and at the same pace. Oh that is so hot her mimicking me, her master, that little sex slave. Mallory even had Dana’s curls wrapped around her fist; the same way I had Eron’s.

The image got me really horny so I started to spank Eron’s ass as I rode and bore into her canal. Mallory did the same. I took turns with my free hand pinching Eron’s nipple and slapping her juicy flesh mound. I looked over and Mallory was doing the exact same smiling back at me as Dana and Eron screamed in pleasure.

“That is so Fucking hot,” I said out loud.

“You are Fucking hot. Give it to that little Bitch Eron,” replied Mallory as she reached over slapped Eron’s ass. I reared back and simultaneously broke my hand down on Dana’s ass and gave Eron an extra hard and deep one. They both let out cries of pain and pleasure that were music to my ears.

All the excitement had put me closer to the edge and I could feel the semen in my balls stirring. I firmly grasped Eron’s hair and Yanked it back, pulling her head up and making her scream. I pulled tighter and I could feel the muscles in her vagina squeezing my spear. I was getting really close.

“Quick,” I said to Mallory, “cut her ankles free.” Mallory dismounted her bitch and cut the rope binding Eron to the bench with my knife. I released the hair and threw Eron, with her hands still tied behind her, on her back in the path.

I positioned my self above her face and demanded, “Suck it you little Bitch!” She opened her mouth and I rammed my spear 7 ½ inches into her throat; my shaven balls bobbing at her lips.

I could feel my self coming so seconds before I shot my load I pulled out in front of her face. I grabbed my shaft near the head and stretched back straining the skin and widening my whole. With a wave of lust I shot load after load of my creamy solution onto her face: clogging her nostrils, filling her open mouth and gelling her beautiful red hair.

Mallory crawled over and licked my salty deposits from Eron’s face. Dana sat beside me and jacked my slowly limping member. I looked at Dana and said, “It looks like you now have a bitch.” She smiled as she bent down and lapped the remnants of my remaining cum.

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Chapter 1

Okay, guys, you’re not gonna believe this but it happened, it sure did, right here in Meridian, Mississippi, another of the many towns and cities nicknamed, ‘Queen City.’

Well, I’ve dated a few of the queens here in Meridian and, like in the other like-named cities, some put out and some didn’t, some were good at it, some weren’t.

I’m single (You already guessed, right?), have a good, full-time job as a head maintenance mechanic in a fair-sized factory here, make pretty good money, have my own three-bedroom home in the outskirts of the town, on a nice cul-de-sac full of families. I keep up the yard, behave myself, stay away from the neighborhood wives, though there is one on the corner who’s tempting.

I’ve never been married, so there’s no alimony or child support coming out of my paycheck, my car’s paid off as well as my truck (yeah, I have both, it’s the South, but I don’t own any guns, just don’t tell anyone) and I have a comfortable bank account and savings, even investments. So, I’m a footloose bachelor in a small city and have dated, at one time or another, quite a few of the local women.

Well, in New York, Chicago or Atlanta, that’s not a problem, there’s another million or two to choose from. But here, well, there is a limit and while I’m sure I haven’t reached it, I do know most of the women who go to bars and clubs.

So, what to do? Go hi-tech. I went on one of these ‘meet singles’ sites, you know the kind I mean, wink, wink, and looked around. There was Lori, pretty, young, twenty, it said, college girl needing money for school, etc., etc.

I emailed her and she sent back some pics and a nice reply. Seems her dad lost his job and she’s trying to gain enough money to go back to college in the fall. The pics, well, they sold me. She was very pretty, not cheap-looking at all, really a ‘girl-next-door’-type.

I sent her a reply that I was sympathetic to her situation and wanted to take her out for a nice dinner and named my favorite Italian restaurant in town.

Now, I’m thirty-eight, not bad looking, just not really good-looking, either. Lori, however was pretty and had a kind of sexy, but nice look to her.

She sent me back an email saying that she would be happy to go to dinner, she was working a minimum-wage job at the world’s best known fast food chain and would love a nice night out.

I had directions to her house, her father’s house actually, and when she opened the door, my eyes and, well, yes, my pecker, came to attention. She was perky, and nice, in a short skirt which showed her very pretty legs and her black blouse held a sizable pair of breasts inside with some lovely cleavage advertising them. I was sure they were loose under her blouse as her nipples did make themselves known.

Yes, she was just a college girl who got into a bind and now was trying to make the best of things to carry on her dream. This was no online hook-up, she was nicer than that. Her online pics made her look somewhat thin but, in person, she was curvier that I had expected, not chubby, oh, no, just right. We went right out, got in my car (no dates in the truck, yes, I do know better) and headed to the restaurant.

We had fun, she was really nice and I didn’t push her even though I was certain that she was indulging in something on the internet that her father probably wouldn’t approve of.

During dinner, I had mentioned that I was single, had my own house, actually only about a mile from where we were eating, and so on. I paid the check and suggested that we go to a club that I liked and she said she’d rather see my house, if it was okay with me.

So, I turned the car around and drove her to my house and showed her in and around. When I showed her the two extra bedrooms, she asked, “Who lives in these?”

“Oh, no one, I’m here by myself.”

“This is really nice, Dean, you must have a good job? Lucky you.”

“Yeah I do pretty okay,” I answered. She was trying in a nervous, uncertain way to be somewhat sexy, I’m sure trying to play the role, and knowing that, I put my hand on her breast and she stood there smiling but silent, letting my fingers flex and feel her firm boobs. Yes, with no bra, they felt wonderful.

I bent over and kissed her and she fully accepted my kiss, opening her mouth to me, sliding her tongue in along mine as it probed her. My hand now was under her blouse, feeling her hard, swollen nipples between my fingers, my cock was rock-hard and now her hand was down feeling it.

I swept the covers off the arnavutköy escort bed and moved us there, our shoes were off and now we were both kissing and groping each other quite nicely. She may be a sweet college girl but she’s made a few guys happy by the look of it.

I was able to pull her skirt up and she had on a skimpy thong, these young girls were so sexy and they do know it. My hand was between her legs rubbing in the wetness as she asked me, “What is it, Dean, that you want tonight?”

“I’d just love to fuck you, okay?”

“I get two hundred but I’ll make it one-fifty and spend the night, okay?”

“I’m in, now, let’s get our clothes off,” and we were soon back in each other’s arms, now skin-to-skin, making-out, adult-style. I moved up over her and positioned my eager cock between her legs and began to push.

It slipped in rather suddenly after some initial resistance and was about halfway in when Lori just went and pushed down all the way. I started doing my thing and, yes, she felt really good, tight, wet, smooth, slippery inside, just great.

She didn’t just lay there, either, she was as much into it as I was, which was more than I’d expected. Unlike some of these hook-ups, I guess, Lori seemed to enjoy the sex we were having. I really wanted to see if I could bring her to orgasm, something I doubt many clients in these kind of situations were inclined to do.

So, I tried holding back as I fucked her and tried to make it as normal and, even, romantic as I could. I told her how pretty she was, how good she was making me feel, and I was tender and gentle with her.

And, soon, I was rewarded with just what I wanted.

“Mmm, oh, Dean, oh, I’m…UUH, UUH, uh, mmm, oh, that is so good, yes, mmm, thank you, that was really nice. Now it’s your turn,” and she began twisting her hips, tightening her pussy muscles, all those nice things to milk the cum out of a guy’s cock.

Well, I never went to college, never dated any college girls, but this one, Lori, sure had learned how to please a man. She was really good at using her body for pleasure and she had a pussy full of my cum in no time.

We lay there, snuggled together, kissing, feeling each other, much nicer than what I’d expected when I went looking on a hook-up website.

“That was really nice, much nicer than I expected,” I said softly as her hand petted my cock.

“It was nice. I actually am enjoying being with you. You’re nicer than most. I’ve only just started doing this and, believe me, you are much nicer than most.”

“Well, you look like a nice girl and all, just kind of in a bind. I can understand that.”

“It was all I could think of. I really want to stay in college for my future. And, well, this got me wondering, Dean. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, fire away.”

“I was wondering if you would like a college coed fuck slave?”

“Fuck slave?”

“Someone to have sex with whenever you feel like it, as long as there’s nothing violent or hurtful, but I don’t think you’re that kind of guy anyway.”

“No, I like just sex in general, nothing fancy, the normal things. Oh, I’m not into anal, either, so that’s not a worry. So you’d come over whenever I was horny?”

“I was thinking that with the extra rooms you have, I could move in so I’d be here when I wasn’t in school.”

“And what do you want in return?”

“Well, for one, I like sex, too, as you now know. And free room and board and tuition.”

She told me what her tuition fees were and, really, it was pretty reasonable considering all my sexual needs, well, more than my needs, really, my wants, which were much larger, would be taken care of.

She bent down and quickly sucked the life back into me, then climbed up over me, held my cock and pushed herself down on me and began rocking back and forth.

“This is what you’d get.”

Well, like I said, money, for me, is really no problem and the total for having her live with me and provide me with all the sex I wanted, well, truthfully, for a horny guy like me, it was a bargain.

“Does the tuition include books and fees?” I asked?

She said it didn’t and I agreed also to pay for those as well. Boy, did I get fucked. She gave me a night of fucking that I’ll never forget. She knew how to dole out her gratitude.

Lori moved in the next day and as soon as I got home from work, she was in the kitchen finishing up chicken parmesan, I guess I had all the ingredients, I do some cooking, too, avrupa yakası escort some bachelors, do, you know, and she was wearing a long teeshirt. Yes, a long teeshirt.

“Wow, you sure look good to a guy that’s worked hard all day,” and she reaches across, pulls off the tee and says, “This better?”

Oh, it was and it led us right down the hall to my bedroom. We finally ate about nine-fifteen, the first of many naked meals that we have since shared.

We talked about how I wanted our relationship to be, she agreed to sleep in my bed with me whenever I wanted, basically that she was at my beck and call for anything I wanted sexually.

She gave me a blowjob before I left for work the next morning and, again, was in her teeshirt when I got home. When I went over to the stove to see what she was cooking, she dropped to her knees, unzipped my work pants, wrangled out my hardening cock and sucked me right there as dinner baked in the oven, a roast chicken.

Another late dinner and another wake-up suck. When I came home later that afternoon, there was Lori, naked on the sofa, stiletto heels on her feet, knees wide, rubbing along her pussy lips, smiling as me as I dropped my lunch box, wrestled my work pants off, dragged my briefs to the floor and fucked her right on the sofa. Later, I called for pizza, then we took a shower together, always fun with Lori, and we went off to bed and another nice, slow fuck.

Chapter 2

Now, I am a guy, you know that, and, well, sometimes, guys do a bit of selective bragging. I had, over a period of time, told some of my work buddies about my arrangement with Lori and, as predicted, was pelted with questions non-stop. Some I answered, some I just smiled.

As a result, my friends always showed great interest in my tales when I told them but there seemed to also be a good bit of skepticism about whether or not Lori existed outside of my mind. I mentioned this to Lori one night and she suggested that I have them all over for a poker night and see for themselves whether she existed or not.

“Would you strip for them?” I asked hoping to bowl the guys over.

“Oh, I don’t think I could do that, I’d be too embarrassed. What if I served snacks to the guys in that black peignoir set I wore the other night? The one you really liked when you chased me all over the house and I finally let you catch me, that one?”

“They’ll love it just as much as I did, hon, it’s a deal. I’ll set it up.”

So, four of my buddies eagerly accepted for a get-together the next Friday night and it was all I heard them talk about all week long. They still seemed to have some doubts about whether or not I was kidding them along and I figured they would become believers on Friday for sure. Wait until they see Lori. And, they’ll see a lot of Lori, too.

Not only were my friends at work excited, as the week rolled on, Lori seemed more and more turned-on by the whole idea asking me about each guy, what they looked like, what they were like, yeah, I think she was really getting into the whole idea. She even dressed in the outfit she planned on wearing and showed me what it looked like when she bent over to serve one of my buddies. Oh, they were in for a night of fun. I tried to bolster her confidence every time by telling her how pretty and how sexy she looked, which, of course, was true.

So, on Friday, I got home early after going in early so I would have time to get the place ready and Lori met me at the door naked and asked me to come to the bedroom to leave a nice, warm deposit of my semen inside her to carry around tonight as she served and entertained my friends. I eagerly complied, of course.

She had all kinds of snacks and appetizers prepared and on plates and trays, she was just great. And, still naked which, of course, I didn’t mind in the least. Then, as the time drew near, she went to change, which, of course, wouldn’t take long and I let in each of my buddies as they arrived.

They were all asking where she was and I kept being vague until they were congregated in the den, Jerry, Greg, Hank, and Troy.

Then, Lori walked out.

Eight eyes widened as they looked at this pretty, almost naked college girl.

“Guys, this is Lori. Lori, here’s Jerry, Troy, Hank and that’s Greg. They’ve each brought their own beer, would you get us some snacks, please?” and all eight eyes watched her turn around and walk toward the kitchen.

“Oh, Dean, forgive me for ever doubting you,” said Greg.

“Me, too, bakırköy escort Dean, you’re the luckiest guy in the world, she’s gorgeous, and that little nightie, wow,” offered Hank.

The other two just sat there stunned.

Then, Lori walked back in with a tray of appetizers and leaned over each of my friends offering them not only a snack but the view of a lifetime, her perfect boobs, completely in view as the lowcut top fell away giving them the sight they were hoping for. When she got to me, she grinned and I knew she was having a great time showing her body to my grateful friends.

I had given her a day at a woman’s spa and she did look sensational. Her hair was perfect and she was waxed and polished to a sheen. As she circulated with the food, all eyes were on her nonstop.

There never was any poker played, it was more a party and an ogle Lori session. Later in the evening, Jerry had asked Lori to sit next to him and when I came back in from talking a pee, they were kissing and he had his hand up under her nighty massaging her breasts.

I went out to get another beer, figuring that they were all adults, consenting adults, and what happens here, stays here. I came back out and Jerry was kneeling on the floor between Lori’s legs, her thong pulled aside, his cock sliding in and out of her freshly-waxed pussy. Her nighty was off, all she had on was the tiny thong.

We all watched as they fucked and we sipped our beers. After all, Lori knew how to say no and she was certainly beyond the age of consent. They were going at it and every eye was on them and soon, Jerry threw his head back and bucked forward, driving into her.

“Uh, Uh, UH, UH, uh, mmm, Oh, wow, Lori, you are so good.”

He looked back over his shoulder at me and said, “Dean, you’re the luckiest guy on earth, without a doubt.”

He pulled his cock out of her as Lori wiped across her pussy, then licked her fingers off. She stood up and came over to me, bent down and asked me quietly, “Do you think it would be okay if I took off my thong and offered all your friends a nice fuck? It was fun with Jerry and they all are so horny by now. I know I am.”

Well.

I nodded and she stood in the middle of the room and pulled off her thong.

“Jerry was first, who’s next?”

Three hands flew up and Lori tossed her thong at Troy who stood up.

“I think it’s time all of you guys got naked, come on,” Lori said and she sat back down on the sofa, spread open and Troy, now naked, his cock trembling, knelt in front of her and pushed inside.

I didn’t know how I’d ever keep this quiet at the shop, all four guys, not only seeing my live-in fuck slave in a skimpy nightie but now naked and fucking every guy here.

After Troy was Greg, then Hank. Cum was running all down the front of the sofa, oh, well, the sign of a good time had by all.

After Hank finished, the guys were kidding me about my turn so I got up and I think Lori had saved something special for me because she had me sit down on the sofa, legs wide, and then she backed up to my cock and swallowed it up inside her and began rocking to and fro sitting on my lap facing away, as I watched my hard, cum-slickened cock disappear, then reappear as she rocked back and forth.

Every time she pulled up, her pussy tightened around me, just like she was sucking me and soon, I added my cum to the other four guys. My cock and balls were covered with cum from her earlier encounters.

After we were finished, she saw that some of the guys were hard again and she offered blowjobs all around for those who wanted one or since she got on her hands and knees, she was also welcoming my friends for a second go at her pussy, this time from behind.

The party finally broke up about three as I helped Lori to my bed and tucked her in, then slid in next to her.

“Thanks, Lori, the guys had the time of their lives. You were the best.”

“Well, I finally got all the sex I ever wanted. I hope you don’t have any plans for me right now, I’d just like to sleep.”

And sleep she did. I got up about nine and she came out to the kitchen about eleven, walking a bit stiffly.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Kinda sore. But, well, that was intense, for sure. I never dreamed I’d be doing five guys. Well. I’m off school during Christmas break if you want to have another party,” she said with a wide grin.

“Sure you don’t want to think that over first?”

“Nope, not at all.”

“So you want to do a repeat of last night?”

“Yes except for one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s all naked right from the beginning.”

“I’ll bet I can get the guys to do that, yeah, I think so.”

“Well, I’ll have a lot of free time and I’d love to spend it fucking. That’s what I’m here for, right?”

What a girl. She’s sure on this Dean’s List.

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“You’re all text and no trousers.”

She keyed the words deliberately as she did every night when responding to Jack’s taunting text messages, daring her to attend one of his infamous ‘parties’. Every weeknight, he would send a flurry of late night invitations to her mobile,

“Coming this weekend? It’s at a country estate just outside of London”.

She knew he didn’t really mean it. The parties were genuine enough; his last girlfriend, whom he had met in a bar in Soho, had been all too eager to share her experiences of the middle class orgies. Her clipped South African accent and her full, dark lips revealed the true extent of Jack’s sexual indulgences and prowess. As she spoke she seemed to be re enacting sex in the garden, visualizing in her mind’s eye Jack and his infamous 10 inch penis violating her. It must be a violation; the pain must have been excruciating. Deanna was a demure, waif-like Negress, stunningly beautiful as would befit any woman on Jack’s arm, with flawless chocolate skin. She, on the other hand, was slightly overweight and dowdy in comparison. Hence she knew he was joking about the invitation.

The mobile vibrated once again. She read his reply,

“Pick you up at 7 tomorrow.” The old double bluff. She didn’t reply but just dropped the phone onto the floor as she turned over and went to sleep.

When the doorbell rang at 7pm that Saturday night, Corinne never even considered that it would be Jack’s face she would see staring back at her from the front step.

“You’re not ready? I told you 7. Go get a shower and beautify yourself, Cinders, your Prince Charming is here to take you to the ball!”

“You are joking…” she replied still reeling,

“It starts at 8 but I guess there’s no harm in being fashionably late. Go! Go on!”

There was no point arguing with Jack. Perhaps he was just taking her along for the ride and she could watch everyone else. The swingers. All having sex with each other like apes, arbitrarily picking someone for a shag, because that’s all it was; a shag. And Jack wouldn’t be wanting to sleep with her, she’d known him for too long, so she was safe from the monster in his trousers.

By the time they arrived at Cornfield Hall, she was almost relaxed having convinced herself that she would not be an active participant in the night’s activities. In fact the more she thought of it, she was quite looking forward to watching other people having sex. mecidiyeköy escort Considering it an educational episode seemed to assuage the feelings of depravity and guilt she had experienced as she showered.

“Jack, darling!” came a voice from across the sweeping, gravelled drive. She turned with Jack and from the passenger seat of a rather expensive looking Mercedes emerged a tall, elegant brunette wearing an off the shoulder black dress.

“Clarissa, honey. God you look radiant. This is my partner tonight, Corinne,”

“Hello, darling, so nice to meet you.” Clarissa reached out and kissed both of her cheeks without actually making contact. She smiled, feeling out of place and wishing she had for once stood up to Jack and refused to go. “You’ll be needing this, Sweetie, here’s my spare. If I know Jack he will have only bought one for himself.” With that, she thrust something soft and black into her hand, and then reached for Jack’s crotch, gave a squeeze, winked and skipped towards the imposing hall that stood tall and erect in the summer evening, a grey prison against a pink sky.

She looked into her hand at the silk tie and then at Jack.

“Darling, this is a swingers party with a difference. You didn’t think you could just sit and watch did you? Everyone is taken into the main hall by the Hostess and puts on their blindfolds. That is when the party begins.”

“I can’t…” her voice trailed off as her heart raced at the realization of what sort of party this was. She couldn’t go anywhere she was in the middle of nowhere in a pair of 3 inch heels. She was actually safer in the house than out.

“Too late, hon, you’re here now.’

“Jack, for God’s sake we’re waiting for you!” This voice came from the front door and was male. Dressed in a tuxedo, a tall, slightly greying figure stood holding the door slightly open invitingly and Jack and Corinne entered the house.

They were lead by a woman wearing a mask not dissimilar to those her best friend’s mother used to put up on the living room wall when she had been at junior school; white with a teardrop under one eye and unnaturally thin red lips. She didn’t speak she simply took Jack’s arm and lead him across a massive marble hall festooned with oil paintings and large vases. She opened a huge oak door and there in front of them were a room full of people. Jack took her hand and the door was closed behind them. She aksaray escort shot a look of sheer terror at Jack who simply winked at her.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen,” began the mask, “may I ask you to please put on your blindfolds.” All around the room people were turning to the person next to them and offering the blindfold for the request to be carried out.

“Corinne?” Jack handed her the blindfold and with some trepidation she complied. He then held out his hand and she put the blindfold in his. She wanted to run, get out there and then but she knew she could not. Jack was reaching out for her, feeling to find her head in order to put the blindfold on. And then she was blind.

“Jack,” she whispered, “you still there?” She could hear movement all around her. People were moving about. Suddenly she felt a hand on her arm. She held it feeling reassured. This hand then held hers and began to lead her away from other people. Her other hand was outstretched feeling for anything that may cause her to stumble but she was grateful to Jack for leading her away; he must have sensed that she did not want to participate. She felt a chair and sat down relieved.

Suddenly she felt two hands on her thighs.

“Jack, don’t,” she began but the hands reached under her dress and went straight for her sex.

“You’re wet, ” she heard whispered. Was she? She wasn’t aware of being turned on by this. He then grabbed for her waist and pulled her towards him. She slid down the chair causing her skirt to rise and he reached for her underwear and ripped it off. She let out a small scream as it was unexpected and realized she really was turned on by the ferocity of his actions. She began to relax and as she did so she could hear people close by talking to each other in laboured voices interspersed with faint moaning and heavy breathing.

He prized open her thighs and she responded by lifting up her legs and resting them on his shoulders. His tongue began to gently lick her inner thighs and she felt herself begin to throb. She actually wanted this, wanted him. Wanted to be fucked in a room full of people fucking each other who couldn’t see each other. His tongue then stopped as his fingers began to play with her. As he felt her wetness, he let out a small moan of satisfaction and his fingers began to encircle her enlarged clit. She began to writhe on the chair and her breathing became deeper. She let topkapı escort out a small grunt as she felt his fingers enter her and twist inside her like a corkscrew. He began to thrust them in and out as she felt his other hand move up her body towards her breasts. She heard him move towards her and felt his tongue flick gently over her nipple causing her to arch her back signaling she wanted more. God she wanted more; she never wanted this to stop. She could feel the sexual tension building up inside of her begging for a release. She wanted to come and scream it from the rooftops, sex had never felt this good. He began to suck harder on her nipples and she felt another mouth on her clit as his hand withdrew. Rather than recoil, she was horrified that she was actually reveling in having two men pleasure her. She began to thrust herself into the face of the second man, encouraging him to suck harder as she moaned and jolted in ecstasy. As his finger probed her ass she felt him enter her; how was he doing this? She felt the deep rhythmic movements of his cock inside her and as she moaned as the orgasm finally took hold of her, her pulled out and she felt a warm, wet liquid on her stomach and a tongue licking it off her. Instinctively she reached for her blindfold but a hand prevented her. How did he know that she was reaching for her blindfold unless he wasn’t wearing one himself? She began to feel threatened, perhaps even a figure of fun, vulnerable as others watched as she lay blindfold. She tried to push the hand away but she was unable.

“Follow me, ” she heard a female voice. She felt reassured and allowed herself to be led by the hand and out of the room.

She had not realized how warm it had been in there; the chill of the hall hardened her nipples. She removed her blindfold and the mask stood looking at her.

“Jack tells me you are more of a voyeur than a participant. Would you like to watch Jack and I fuck each other?”

The directness of her question stunned Corinne for a moment.

“Er, yes ok.”

“He should be finished in here now…” She led Corinne to another room leading off the hall.

“No, he’s in the main room. We’ve just…”

“I don’t think so, darling, he’s been in here for the last hour.”

Corinne was stunned. How could he? Who the hell was she with? She thought at least one of them was Jack.

“It was Jack’s cousin, Dan, and myself, honey, if you were wondering. You seemed to enjoy it but next time, immerse yourself a little more in the anonymity side of things. The familiar is not what we’re about here.”

Still reeling, she followed the mask into a dimly lit room.

“Take a seat, darling, and if you feel like joining in, feel free.”

PART 2 TO FOLLOW

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My name is Nicole. I am a young Black woman living in Boston. Man, do I have a story to tell you. It’s about the time I met the love of my life and was introduced to a whole new world. In life, sometimes things happen and you never see them coming. Since you’re going to be hanging with me for some time, I think I should let you know who you’re dealing with. I’m a caramel-skinned sister, standing five feet ten inches tall, with short black hair and pale green eyes. My eyes are naturally green, I get them from my father’s side of the family. My father was biracial. Half Mexican and half Black. My mother was a jet-black African American beauty queen when they met and produced beautiful me. Since there are males reading this, and probably some jealous hussies, let me let you know the fine details of my physique. I got chest. I got face. I got ass. I’ve got a bubble butt, actually. The kind that makes the boys go crazy and drives the girls mad with jealousy. I’ve been called a dime piece and an ebony goddess by many a man. Since it’s an accurate description of me, I don’t bother correcting them.

Anyway, I live in Boston and I go to Suffolk University. I want to become a police officer someday. My father was a cop. My mother was a social worker. Being a civil servant is sort of in my blood, wouldn’t you say? So, here I was at school when the whole thing began. I was in my accounting class when this fine-looking brother walked in. I mean, the boy was fine! He was around six-foot-two, dark-skinned, a bit hefty but pretty in the face. He was well-dressed and had a great smile. He had a football player’s build and I loved that about him on the spot. By chance or by design, he sat in my row.

I smiled to myself. Maybe God was smiling down at me on this day. I looked at him and noticed that he was even cuter up close. I had to get his attention. I ‘accidentally’ let my pen fall and he picked it up for me. I smiled, thanked him and asked him his name. The brother’s name was Stephen. He was a new student at Suffolk, straight from Georgia. I licked my lips. Since he was new in town, he probably didn’t have a girlfriend. This was too easy.

The next time I ran into Stephen was at the school library, later that day. I didn’t follow him, I swear. There he was, sitting at a table by himself, reading. There’s something so sexy about a cute guy reading. Most cute guys I know aren’t too bright. They get by on their looks, just like many dumb females I know. I could tell that Stephen didn’t fit into that category. I approached him and greeted him. He smiled at me and pulled the chair for me. I usually pull my own chair and I don’t expect anyone to do it for me but a nice gesture is always appreciated. So, we sat down and started talking. Stephen was reading Fundamentals of Criminal Justice. I was surprised. We were both in the same field. Stephen laughed and told me about his dream of one day becoming a police officer. I grinned, since it was my dream too. He went on, telling me about his life in Atlanta. I didn’t really listen. I was too busy imagining that fine body of his in a dark police uniform. Man, officer Stephen would be welcome to strip search me any damn time! Heck, I’d probably fake being a criminal just to feel his manly hands on me. We talked for some time. So much that I almost ended up late for my next class, Psychology. I didn’t really mind. Stephen was so cute and smart and easy to talk to. He seemed a bit sancaktepe escort shy but in a good way, you know. A cute guy who’s a bit shy is a lot more appealing that a good-looking guy who is cocky. I’ve heard men say that good-looking women are often bitches. Well, good-looking guys with a lot of confidence can sometimes be jerks, too. It goes both ways.

When I went to my dorm that night, I did my homework real quick and then lay on my bed, thinking. Last year around this time, I was a senior at Randolph high school. I still lived with my dysfunctional family. Now, thank heavens, I was finally on my own. All my years of hard work in high school paid off. I was a young Black woman in a school full of rich white kids. It’s only my brains which got me there. Maintaining a high GPA. Key to keeping the academic scholarship I had won. It’s weird, you know.

All those years, I wanted to be on my own. I wanted to escape my abusive mother and my psychotic kid sister. They messed me up in so many ways. If you live in a house full of broads, you know how I feel. Maybe that’s why I usually hang out with the guys. Men are a lot easier to deal with than women. Take it from me, a woman who knows. My thoughts wandered back to high school. All those years, all I wanted to do was escape from my nightmarish home. I wanted to see the world. I wanted to have a life. I didn’t have time for dating. While other girls and boys went on dates, I spent many a night at home. The highlight of my day was playing basketball with my friends, Luke and Franklin. Unfortunately, neither of them ever saw me as more than a buddy. I went to sleep, dreaming of freedom and hope, and wondering if I would ever find a strong Black man to be by my side.

I went back to school the next day. It’s tough out there, being surrounded by rich white kids all the time. Most of them didn’t even have to work. I did. My scholarship provided me with free education and a place to stay in the dormitories but what would I do during the summer? I needed money if I wanted to get myself an apartment. I worked as a delivery girl for an adult Video store. Basically, I drove a truck full of porn videos, DVDs and adult magazines and even toys and accessories. It was fun. I’ve always been a bit kinky. I loved working alongside the guys at work. I’m the kind of girl who can be just one of the guys when she goes somewhere. Men can actually be themselves around me. I laugh at crude jokes, and I tell a few. Also, being the kind of girl who owns a porn collection also helps. The good thing about the job was that we sometimes got discounts on videos at various adult video stores. That was awesome. All I had to do was show them my work ID and I would only pay fifty percent of the regular price of any video and DVD. What can I say, I love my job!

Sometimes, I get really bored. This was my second semester at Suffolk. I had a lot to deal with. Five classes isn’t an easy load, even when you’re smart. I was a lonely girl, I can tell you that much. There were a lot of hunky guys on campus. Good-looking white, Hispanic and Asian males. Unfortunately, there weren’t many Black guys and most of them had girlfriends. I don’t have anything against men of all races, and I would definitely hook up with a white, Hispanic or Asian guy if he was cute, smart and knew how to treat me right. But my preference is for Black men. What can I say? sultangazi escort I like the way they smell and taste!

The only single Black men on campus were either gay or they had issues. I was one unlucky sister! I mean, I’m a good-looking girl and all that, yet I don’t seem to have any luck in that department. The last boyfriend I had, Thomas Jenkins, was a fine Black stud who unfortunately went to Georgia Tech. We parted amicably enough. I was all the way in Boston. Long distance is never a good thing for any romantic relationship. I think it’s a good thing we ended. We spared ourselves a lot of pain and heartbreak. Thomas was probably having fun in Georgia, with a hot chick on his arm. I was alone in my bed night after night.

I needed something to spice up my life. Naturally, I thought of Stephen, who seemed to be the only single, attractive Black male on campus. Unfortunately, I didn’t see him for some time. He didn’t show up in class. I thought something might have happened to him. He didn’t seem like the type to cut class. Speaking of spice, I went to the adult video store and picked up some videos. I have no interest in watching a chick with fake breasts doing it with some guy. No thanks. Straight porn bores me, the women are always faking it and it is not fun to watch. Now, gay and bisexual porn really get me going. Something about watching two hunky men going at it with each other gets me all hot and bothered. I loved porn videos featuring Black men with big dicks doing it with other Black men. Some sisters say they don’t like gay men. I do. I really like watching them. Male homosexual sex has a primal quality that heterosexual and lesbian sex simply lack. A guy knows what a guy needs.

So, I popped the video into the VCR and started watching it. The first scene was really hot. I saw a tall, dark-skinned brother lying on a bed by a large pool. A few moments later, a good-looking light-skinned brother joined him and they started kissing. Just watching them got me hot. I slid my hand into my panties and started fingering myself. I watched the two men go at it. The dark brother positioned himself behind the light-skinned guy and grabbed him by the hips. He thrust his cock into the guy’s ass and started pumping it into him. He fucked him good. I watched that big black cock sliding between the other man’s butt cheeks. It was hot. The dark brother really knew how to pump his cock into a man’s ass. The light-skinned guy was screaming and jerking himself off as the dark guy fucked him. They went at it until the dark guy came and pulled out of his male lover’s ass. It was over. I looked at the wetness between my legs. I had come, simply from fingering myself while watching two men fuck each other. It was amazing. I popped another video into the VCR and started watching.

This new video had some hardcore bisexual content. I sometimes like watching two bisexual men fuck each other while a hot woman watches participates. It’s the action between the men that I like watching. Females don’t do it for me. Anyhow, I started watching this new flick. The first scene was kind of hot. I saw a tall, nice-looking Hispanic man walk into a room. There was a female in there. A thick Black girl with an okay face, big tits and a big ass. The Black chick got up from the bed and greeted the Hispanic dude, who was obviously her lover. They kissed and started fucking almost right cihangir escort away. The Black girl took the Hispanic man’s cock into her mouth and sucked it. She licked his balls and sucked his cock while he stroked her short hair. He was thrusting that big cock of his into her mouth and she took all he had to give. Finally, he came all over her face. He then flipped her on her back and spread her legs wide open. I watched as he slid his cock into her ass and started pumping away.

Now, this scene might seem hot to you but to me, it was just okay. I like watching two males having sex. A man and a woman doing it doesn’t really fly with me. Still, I liked watching a bitch with a huge butt getting fucked in the ass by a big dick. I know plenty of straight men agree with me. Still, this was a bisexual video, so this straight stuff wouldn’t fly for too long. Surely enough, a third party joined them. I watched as a tall, beefy Black guy strode into the room, naked as a jaybird. I looked at him, and gasped. No, it couldn’t be! No way! That body, that face! The newcomer to the scene could have been a clone of Stephen, the guy from my class at school! I watched, fascinated. I couldn’t believe it. The Black guy joined the Hispanic dude and the thick ghetto chick on the bed. He kissed them both, then lay there while they sucked his cock and balls. The Hispanic dude sucked the Black guy’s nuts and the ghetto chick licked his cock. As the scene went on, I knew that this was in fact Stephen that I was watching on the video.

The scene continued. Now, the Hispanic dude was on all fours, his butt cheeks spread. Stephen, or Stephen’s clone, came up behind him and entered him from behind. Stephen grabbed the Latin guy by the hips and started pumping away, fucking him hard and fast. The Black chick who had ghetto written all over her watched the two men going at it and fingered herself. I was basically doing the same thing, and it seemed to turn me on even more that the man who was doing things with the other guy was someone I knew. Oh, yeah. The sex was sizzling. Stephen continued to fuck the Hispanic guy, and the ghetto chick got under him and started sucking the Latin dude’s cock. It was the hottest thing I’d seen in a while.

When Stephen was done screwing the Latin guy, the fine Black stud told the ghetto chick to assume the position, and she quickly complied. She spread her ass cheeks wide open and he rubbed his cock against her tiny hole. He applied some lube on her crack and then pushed. His cock slid right into her asshole, and he started pumping away. The bitch was screaming at the top of her lungs. The Latin guy watched this, jerking himself off. Stephen fucked the ghetto chick for a while, drilling his dick deep into her tight back door. Finally, he came, flooding her hole with his seed. It was over.

I watched all this, and realized that I was sweating and feeling quite hot, all over. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My panties were damp from what I had just watched. A no holes barred threesome between two bisexual men and a woman. Hot! I fingered myself while watching it a second time, and came several times that night. I went to sleep with a smile on my face. Tomorrow, I would see Stephen at school. Amazing. The tall, handsome Black stud whom all the chicks at school wanted was actually bisexual. Not only bisexual, but he was also a porn star. Man, I knew there was a reason why I liked him so much. He was a hunky bisexual Black male. Something I fantasized about every night. I really wanted to get close to that sexy body of his. I didn’t care if he had a boyfriend or a girlfriend, he needed to give a horny sister some play. Tomorrow, I told myself. That’s when the fun of seduction really begins.

The End.

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A Night To Remember—-Our Introductory Adventure Into Group Sex

My name is Steven. My wife Jennifer and I have been together for several years. Jen is 5 years younger than me, and at age 29 is even more beautiful to me than when I first met her when she was about 19. As for descriptions, I am about 6’1″, a muscular 190 pounds with brown hair and eyes. She is about 5′ 7”, with the face of an angel. She has green eyes and thick curly blond hair that goes down to her shoulders. She is maybe ten pounds overweight, but that only makes her softer and curvier, and overall, simply more voluptuous and sexy. She is one of those women who, were it not for the fact that she seems totally devoted to me, could make my life living hell because everywhere we go, every man with half a dick seems to want to fuck her. But, she acts as if she doesn’t even notice, so I guess that reassures me.

Anyway, her best friend’s name is Stacey and they have known each other since grade school so they’re really comfortable with each other, although they’ve never done anything sexual together. I had met Stacey a few times, but never hung out with her, although she and Jennifer would occasionally get together when I was at work or something. It wasn’t until Stacey got married to Chris though, that we all started hanging out together. A couple of times a month we would all go out to dinner together or go shoot pool. Sometimes we’d just hang out at home and listen to music and drink beer or make margaritas. Now, let me describe Stacey. She is one hot, little babe—–“little” meaning about 5′ tall, and she couldn’t weigh more than about 90 pounds. But those pounds are packed into a tight, perfectly proportionate little body that she’s always pouring into some tight-ass jeans and cowboy boots. She fancies herself a cowgirl and loves showing off that beautiful little body of hers, teasing all the cowboys at the kicker bars. Her beautiful long blond hair and deep, blue eyes complete the picture. Before Stacey got married, she was quite the little slut too, fucking just about everybody and their brother from what I heard. In fact, sometimes back in those days, when Jennifer and I would party alone and occasionally get a little tipsy, we would sometimes fantasize about inviting Stacey for a threesome, but it never went any farther than that. Besides, Stacey had now become the good little housewife since she had married Chris, and it seemed as if her wild days were behind her. Or were they?

The more we hung out with Stacey and Chris—-who by the way is a lean, muscular dark-haired 6′ 180lbs construction foreman, okay looking but whose personality is what I think makes him appealing to women———-the more comfortable we became with them. After we’d all get a couple of drinks in us, we would frequently make sexual innuendoes or talk about “fucking in the same bed”. But we never took it any farther. However, Chris seemed to develop a particular fascination with my wife, especially her breasts, which he would occasionally get a glimpse of when she would flash them just to shut him up. It didn’t bother Stacey or me so I thought “what the hell?” Also, he would frequently get Jennifer to talk about dick-sucking, because she was always bragging about how good she was at it and how she loved to swallow my cum. I loved it because she WAS good at it, and I knew that Stacey didn’t like to suck dick, and in fact refused to swallow cum. So it really turned me on to watch Chris listen to Jennifer talk about something that I knew he was dearly missing and wanting. Also, Jennifer had told me before that although she had sucked numerous guys’ dicks in the past, I was only the second guy she cared enough about to swallow their cum. Knowing this made me enjoy even more listening to Jen tell Chris what a special gift it was that I was getting, and he was not.

Now, back when Jennifer and I discussed the possibility of a threesome with Stacey, I felt it was only fair to let her know that I didn’t have a double standard. If she was willing to let me fuck another woman, I was willing to let her fuck another man. I thought that was only fair. To my relief, bahçeşehir escort though, she always said that there was no way she could do anything like that. After Chris began his innocent flirting with my wife, though, I noticed I began to think more and more about watching Jen getting fucked by him. Or seeing her suck him off. And to my surprise, I would actually be turned on by these thoughts. Sometimes, when we were alone, Jen and I would occasionally talk about what the possibility was of ever doing anything with Stacey and Chris sexually. Jen would say that she might be able to “fool around” with Chris, but didn’t think she could fuck him.

I would ask Jennifer, “If you sucked him, would you let him come in your mouth?”

“Oh my God, no way, are you kidding?” she would answer. “Would you want me to?”

“Well, in some ways I think it would turn me on to watch him do something that I know feels so good, and that I know he only dreams about. Something that he never gets at home, and that he would never get again.”

“Besides,” I continued. “I think I would love to see the look on Stacey’s face if he did come in your mouth, with her knowing that’s what he dreams about, but that she’s not willing to give him.”

But, Jennifer always had a look on her face that said “No way”, and she’d change the subject.

Well, after a couple of years of us all talking around the subject, but nothing ever happening, I finally became resigned to the fact that it was never going to happen. Besides, I had always assumed that if the four of us were ever going to do anything together, it would be during one of those nights when we were all drinking or something, but lately we had been doing that less and less.

One night I thought something might happen, when we were all drinking and playing party games, and the talk seemed to get a little more intense than usual. But again, nothing happened. They crashed at our place, and nothing was ever said about it by the time they left, late that next afternoon. The plan was for them to go to go home, shower and eat, while we did the same, and then they were to come back over that night and just chill out with us.

Well, by the time Stacey and Chris made it back over, we’d all definitely sobered up, so the last thing I thought was going to happen was any group sexual activity. Boy, was I wrong! No sooner had they come back over than the talk again turned to sex. And Stacey, a lot bolder than usual, said “Jennifer, why don’t you show us how good you are at sucking Steven’s dick, like you’re always bragging about?”

“OK”, Jen said.

I couldn’t believe it. Well, here it was, the moment of truth. If anything was going to happen, now was the time. Of course, this meant I would be the only one getting naked, at least for the time being. But, as the line in the movie says. “Sometimes you just have to say ‘What the Fuck’?” So I got naked and sat down on the couch, and Jen stripped down to her panties and bra and began sucking my cock. Stacey said to me “Wow Steven, your dick is a lot bigger than I had thought.” It was a compliment, but it made me wonder why the fuck she thought I wouldn’t have a big dick. Did she think I’d have a small dick? Had she thought about my dick a lot? But, needless to say, these were only fleeting thoughts, as I quickly went back to watching Jen’s beautiful blond head going up and down as her mouth devoured my cock.

I think Stacey and Chris kind of felt awkward just standing there watching us, so they quickly went and got our camcorder, and took turns filming Jen sucking my dick, all the while saying how turned on they were getting. Finally, they stripped naked and got on the floor of our den, and Chris began eating Stacey’s pussy, while she moaned away in ecstasy. Now it was our turn to watch. We stopped what we were doing, Jen got naked, and we both sat down on the floor and watched them for a while. After a little bit, Jen looked over at me with a mischievous grin and nodded in the direction of Stacey and Chris. She gave me a little wink, and began slowly crawling over towards them. I levent escort followed right behind her as she kind of nudged a surprised Chris out of the way, and I watched as she began to eat her best friend’s pussy. Meanwhile, Stacey’s moans must have at least tripled when she realized who was now eating her pussy. Chris moved to his wife’s side and began sucking on her nipple there while I took a place on her other side, across from him.

Another moment of truth, I thought, as I was a little worried Chris might get mad if I began sucking on his wife’s breast. He had always struck me as the somewhat jealous and possessive type, and I think that was the main reason I never engaged in the amount of sexual talk with Stacey that he did with Jen. But, my fears were soon put to rest. I threw caution to the wind and began sucking on the hard, erect nipple of Stacey’s impossibly full breast, only to look across at Chris whose own mouth was full of tit. It looked as if he was trying to stifle a shit-eating grin that I could easily read in his eyes. At this point I realized he must have been as turned on by the thought of me fucking his wife, as I was by the thought of him fucking my wife! Now it was on!

Next, Jen sort of sat up to take a breather and Chris and I both stopped and just knelt there for a moment. Then, Stacey took the opportunity and pushed her husband in the direction of my wife, and said “Jennifer, why don’t you suck Chris’s cock now?” The next thing I knew, Chris had stood up and inserted his own big swollen dick into my kneeling wife’s hungry mouth. To my surprise, Jen started sucking on it like a starved puppy dog. Well, in that case, I thought to myself, it’s time for Stacey to get a little lesson in cock sucking, herself. So, without a word, I stood up and moved her into a kneeling position. I placed my enormously swollen prick into her waiting mouth. The way she started enthusiastically slobbering all over my dick made me realize it wasn’t that she didn’t like sucking cock, but for some reason she didn’t like sucking CHRIS’s cock——-probably because he was always pestering her to.

After a while, Jen and Chris moved to the floor and he began to eat her pussy and I moved in between Stacey’s legs and began to go down on her. She was sopping wet and was grabbing my hair and pulling it, thrusting my face into her pelvis. Finally, in what could best be described as subdued screams, she cried “I’m cumming, I’m cumming” as she came several times over the next few minutes. Meanwhile, although I was focused on Stacey and me, I could hear from my wife’s moans that things were going well with her and Chris, too.

After another few moments, Stacey moaned “I need your big dick inside of me Steven. Pleeaaase fuck me.”

Another moment of truth. This would definitely take things to another level. I had no idea how Chris and Jen would feel about this. So, I figured I would slowly move towards getting on top of Stacey, and if anyone objected, I would stop before entering her.

Needless to say, there were no objections.

Stacey gasped as I slowly eased my hard throbbing prick into her soaking-wet snatch. She was so wet I thought I heard a ‘splash’ when my cock entered her. Chris and Jen kind of stopped what they were doing to watch me pounding away at Stacey. She had wrapped her tiny little legs around me and was arching her back, raising her butt way off the floor so she could grind her pelvic bone into mine. It took all I had not only to refrain from checking the expression on Chris’s face—–which I badly wanted to do——but to keep from shooting my load deep inside Stacey’s unbelievably hot pussy. She was really turning me on with her moans of “ohhhhh shit, yes” and “mmmmm goddamn, fuck that feels good”, etc…but I didn’t want to cum yet because I had other things in mind. By this time, I noticed Chris had started fucking the shit out of my wife. For a while, the whole scene of my wife being fucked by another man totally mesmerized me; seeing the joy on Chris’s face and knowing what he was feeling; watching the absolute exhilaration on my wife’s face eyüp escort as she enjoyed how liberating the pure physical pleasure of no-strings-attached, uninhibited sex could feel.

Soon however I became focused again on Stacey and me. After she came a couple of more times, I whispered in her ear “I want Chris to watch me come in your mouth”. I wasn’t sure how this would play out, but somewhat to my surprise Stacey looked in my eyes and gave me a devilish grin while nodding her head “Yes”.

“I would love that”, she whispered in my ear, “…whenever you’re ready.”

“Okay”, I whispered, “get on your knees.” I pulled my dick out of her pussy and stood up in front of her while she did as she was told.

“Hey guys,” I said to Chris and Jen, who’d kind of slowed down to see what we were doing, “…watch this.” And with that, Stacey began sucking on my enormously engorged cock again. It only took a few moments before I’d reached that point of no return. I swear it felt as if an overflowing hot-cum volcano was about to erupt from deep inside my balls.

“Stacey, open your mouth” I said, and again like a good little girl she did as she was told. I pulled my dick out slightly, because I wanted Chris and Jen to get a really good view. And with that, I began gushing out one of the hugest, thickest, nastiest loads of cum I ever have, into Stacey’s beautiful gaping mouth, with Stacey moaning softly in pleasure all the while. Damn, that load would have made Peter North proud. And unbelievably, Stacey gulped it all down without spilling a drop! Seemingly unsatisfied, she licked her lips and began slurping on my cock some more, trying to squeeze out every last drop, like she just couldn’t drink enough sperm. I don’t know if she was really that into it, or just trying to put on a show for Chris and Jen, but at this point I really didn’t care. I glanced at Chris and Jen with a big satisfied smile on my face, and tried to read their expressions but couldn’t. Jen was really turned on I think, but also maybe disappointed to see someone give me what she prided herself at being the best at giving me. Chris was definitely turned on, but I think certainly envious at seeing his wife suck me like he’s never before been sucked by her.

Stacey and I cuddled together and watched as Chris resumed fucking my wife. After Jen came a few times, she and Chris kind of imitated what Stacey and I had done. She knelt in front of Chris, who was standing in front of her with his immensely swollen prick, and she began sucking him off. I couldn’t believe it. Was my fantasy of watching her not only suck another man, but seeing her swallow all of his cum, finally about to come true? Well, I soon had my answer. No sooner did I wonder this, than Chris moaned “Oh fuck I think I’m going to come.” He was grabbing her hair with both hands and gently forcing her head back and forth on his cock, something I knew always drove Jen wild, and I could plainly see in her eyes that this time was no different. She sort of glanced over at me as if to say, “Is it okay?” I gave her a little, imperceptible nod and a grin and she began sucking his cock off for all she was worth.

“Ahhhhhhh, I’m coming!” Chris cried as he began to jerk and spasm into Jen’s mouth. Unlike me, he didn’t take his dick out of Jen’s mouth so that Stacey and I could see. But I knew he must have been blasting a huge load into Jen’s mouth as well, because Jen’s cheeks seemed to start bulging slightly at the sides, and I saw a couple of tiny drops of overflowing cum trickle out the corner of her mouth. She had to take two big gulps but she swallowed all of his load. And she continued to suck Chris’s cock, trying as hard as she could to drain him dry. Seeing the look of sheer joy and satisfaction on Chris’s face was worth any pangs of jealousy I might have felt. And Stacey seemed pleased, too, that Chris’s fantasy had finally come true. I could tell that Jennifer had loved every minute of it as well, which I think made me a little uneasy.

Anyway, after a while, we all cuddled up together. We talked about how much fun we had, all of us fucking together, and how good it had felt, etc… I couldn’t help but feel though, that there was a little underlying nervous tension. We all must have been a little apprehensive now; wondering how our relationship would be affected in the future by what happened that night. I smiled to myself as I thought, “I can’t wait to find out.”

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Angelica’s body quivered as the two orcs inside of her came, her body being held in a full nelson by the one inside of her ass, while the one buried in her pussy squeezed her tits, causing the occasional spurt of breast milk to escape her breasts.

Angelica’s holes milked their dicks for every drop of cum the orcs had as they emptied their loads inside of her.

This month, being their breeding bitch had been a delightful task. The orcs had so much vigor each day that she always went to bed besides her pet cuck, William, blissfully satisfied. She had so far given birth to over a hundred and thirty of their children. Their chief, Urlog, was quite pleased with their deal and regularly teased he would take her back with them to become the great mother of the orc race.

It was a wonderous idea, but she had already made other plans, and couldn’t settle with one race just yet.

As the orcs pulled out of her holes, she smiled, the one in front of her presenting his cock to be cleaned, which she did happily, opening her mouth to suck his cock clean.

Afterwards, she got up from the orc beneath her and rested on the couch next to her, William had left some food on the coffee table for her and the orcs.

The two orcs who had just been inside their breeding whore picked up their gear and headed out for a patrol. Taking advantage of the opening, William came over to kneel beside Angelica to rest a hand on her chin, worried for her well being, she was just a “human” after all. Except, she wasn’t, the orcs had been having their way with her for the past couple hours, but as a succubus, that was hardly a issue.

Smiling down at him, she pet his hair, and pulled him up to her, her hand taking his and guiding it to one of her enormous breasts. Without encouragement, he quickly latched onto it and suckled it.

She smiled, admiring her titty baby who played with her breasts. It was all the Orcs let him do, though she occasionally let him stroke her pussy or kiss her, usually while full of orc cum.

One of the orcs whose güngören escort patrol shift was over, came in and dropped his pants before dropping his ass onto the couch beside her. And without so much of a word, he grabbed the back of her head and guided her face down towards his crotch. Without hesitation, William let Angelica’s tit leave his mouth, and watched as she leaned over and took the Orc’s massive dick into her mouth, sucking it like a lollipop. Another one of the orcs came over and hoisted her leg above her head, her pussy inches from William’s face as the other Orc speared her pussy with his huge cock. She trembled and moaned as an orgasm hit her full force.

William had come to learn when and how she came. She often came when one of the orcs impregnated her. He watched her everyday get taken by the Orcs like their cum dump, and listened to her moan and scream while they fucked her until she was pregnant and bloated with their seed.

Pushing himself up, William went to make sure the orclings where tended to while their parents were fucking in the other room. William prayed for the day his family got home and saved them, so that him and Angelica could be together fully and put this nightmare behind them.

Angelica on the other hand, was enjoying the ride, in all meanings of the phrase. But she knew this was the last day of the orcs “visit”. She was saddened, yet excited. William’s family would be returning soon, and she would bear more children to the human men.

The next day, she woke up to the chief making good use of her throat before he and his men left with their bounty.

Angelica and William spent the rest of the day putting the cottage back together in preparation of his families return. She didn’t even dress around him anymore, he had seen her naked and getting pumped full of cum so many times this month there was really no point.

By the time they went to bed, they were both exhausted. Who knew orcs could make such a mess. Angelica and William laid down in their bed and esenler escort wrapped their arms around each other in a quiet, almost romantic embrace…

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Blinking his eyes open, William paused as he looked around. He tried to move but found that he was tied to a chair in his fathers room. A couple feet from the his father’s bed, were his father and brothers clad in slightly rough war armor, but to his fright standing in the middle of them all was Angelica, completely bare.

“Well, the boy is finally up,” William’s father announced, as he reached out to cup one of Angelicas large G-cup tits, playing with the nipple in his hand. One of William’s brothers circled around Angelica, cupping her breasts or squeezing her big ass, another running his hands down her long legs.

His father looked to William, explaining their current predicament, “Well ya see, Angelica and I had agreed on a payment for her staying here and it’s about time she paid up!” he boasted as he pulled his pants down and let them fall around his ankles. William’s eyes opened wide in horror at the sight of his fathers massive 19 inch cock and inhumanly large testicles. His brothers followed their father’s lead, showing their baby brother that they too had freakishly large cocks…they had used the minotaur blood brews!

William looked to Angelica, who was seated, kneeling in front of his father, a big smile on her face. Arthur stepped in front of her face, blocking Williams sight of her, he was now only able to see her from her tits down between his fathers legs. All too soon, he heard his father groaning as she gagged on his length.

Arthur rested his hands behind his head, and William watched Angelica wrap her arms around his fathers waist before she began to deep throat his fathers cock for several long minutes.

“Oh yeah, that’s a good cum slut,” his father groaned and stepped back. William could see her again, saliva stretched from her puffy red lips to his father’s cock. She had a devious and lustful smile sarıyer escort on her face gazing around at the men.

“Ready to claim your prize?” she cooed, looking up at Arthur.

His father laughed and pulled her up by her hair. “You’re damn right, you fucking slut!” he roared before tossing her down onto the bed. Angling his cock at her pussy before impaling her on it, making her scream in complete and utter pleasure. Her legs came up to wrap around him as he began railing her pussy, shouting for him to fuck her, for him to breed her like his whore.

When he sucked her tits, she begged Arthur to suck her tits while he filled her pussy with his baby-making seed. Rolling over on the bed, William’s father made it so he could watch them from the side. Her stomach distending by his fathers cock as she bounced on his dick.

Suddenly, Arthur grabbed her ass and bottomed his cock inside Angelica’s fertile womb. William instantly recognized the sight of her cumming as his father busted a nut inside her pussy while she cried out in pleasure, her stomach beginning to round from his massive climax.

“Urgh its so good to finally fill this greedy cunt of yours, not that I minded all those times I had you swallow my cum behind Will’s back!”

Smiling down at Arthur, Angelica wagged her eyebrows, “No reason I can’t do both.”

Arthur laughed, “Well boys, show our cum dump how much you’ve missed her!”

For the rest of the night, William was subjected to his brothers having their way with his love, Angelica. Each got a turn with her one on one. Clearly, all of them having wanted to fill her up with their virile cum, wanting to see her abdomen swelled with child. Afterwards, they all took her together on the floor at Will’s feet. His father in her cunt, one of his brothers in her ass, two of them alternating inside Angelica’s mouth, and the last one slipping his cock through her saliva-lubricated tits.

By the morning, Angelica looked like she was about to give birth, they had fucked her so much. Her body was absolutely covered in their cum, the inside of her body in the same condition.

When she had one of William’s brothers bring her a bottle from a bag in Will’s room, she had, within an hour, given birth to his father’s new quintuplets.

William very quickly realized that this nightmare had only just begun.

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I’d never been to Liverpool before, so when I was told I’d have to go up there on business I figured I’d stay for the weekend and see some of the city. I knew that, after a particularly rough time in the 70s and 80s, the city was being revitalised, and I planned to take in some of the cultural attractions. I’d also made several previous trips to Manchester and, to be blunt, if the quality of available young women was anywhere near as good 30 miles to the west, then I also planned to engage in some somewhat less cultural activities.

I figured I’d need a guide (and quite possibly a a translator!) to the city, and so I messaged Sam, a young Liverpudlian lady I’d gotten to know from several shared online hangouts, but had yet to meet in person. We had arranged to meet on Friday night so that she could show me around a few of the seedier dives. All set for my trip on Friday, I got my head down and plowed through the rest of the week…

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Friday passes slowly in a succession of dull meetings, and I catch myself several times gazing wistfully out of the window at the city skyline. Finally, at 4pm I make my excuses and leave, returning to my hotel to get out of the suit which, beautifully tailored as it is, isn’t a particularly true reflection of this aging skater’s personality.

I meet Sam later at the trendy (and suitably expensive) Newz Bar near the station. I really wasn’t expecting anything beyond some drinks and a fun time with Sam tonight – she is at least 10 years younger than me at around 22 or 23 – but the sight of her in a black, ruched corset top that made the most of her perky breasts, and black and white miniskirt that wrapped her thighs and wondrous, full, high arse makes me smile. I’m fairly sure I won’t be taking her back to my hotel room, but there are worse things in the world than spending an evening with a beautiful, vivacious young blonde.

By midnight we’re already reasonably hammered, and I am starting to wonder whether it was a good idea for me to try and keep up with a Scouse girl in her early twenties! We are, however, getting along famously, discovering a shared, dry and twisted sense of humour, and deep-seating sexual deviancies. I’m even beginning to think that I may be in with a chance of taking things further… We take a break from dancing and head to the bar, giving me another opportunity to admire Sam’s arse as she walks in front of me.

Leaning maslak escort against the bar, sipping our drinks, I glance over Sam’s shoulder, nodding to direct her attention in that direction. Behind us, slowly sipping a long drink through a straw and grinding her hips to the beat is the most perfect little hipster/nerd girl you are ever likely to see – blonde hair with pink and brunette streaks that settle across her eye, a super-tight Rainbow Bright t-shirt stretched across full, round breasts, a cut-off denim miniskirt, legwarmers and zombie print heels. Now Sam is one of those greedy buggers who does not confine her interests to one sex, so I know she’ll appreciate what I’m seeing.

“Oo, nice!” she purrs “C’mon!” By the time I’ve grabbed my drink and followed, Sam has already sidled up to the young girl – who must be all of 19 – and is pouring on the charm. A few beers, a lot of flirting, and some distinctly filthy dancing between Sam and the nerdy chick later, and we’re all in a black cab back to my hotel to punish the minibar and room service.

Slipping into the lift carrying two bottles of champagne, I grin as the two girl kiss wildly, tongues twisting around each other, their hands twisted in each other’s hair.

We get to my room, and I slide the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign over the handle and lock the door. Sam and I have already agreed, in a private moment, that a girl this horny has to stay the night – if not the rest of the weekend – to give us two deviants enough time to properly put that perfect body to full use.

“Sam and I had an argument earlier” I say to her, watching as she gyrates unself-consciously to the music from my iPod. “Oh? What about?” she replies, her pretty face turning towards me, her mouth creasing into a smile that emphasises the steel hoop in the centre of her lower lip.

“About your mouth” I murmour, placing my thumb on the piercing. My voice drops, now lower and throatier. “I think it would look best wrapped around my cock, pressed down to the base, leaking wet drool as I fuck it…” I push my thumb between her bright red lips, twisting it as she sucks. “Whereas Sam thinks it would be better pressed against her pussy, your tongue exploring deep inside her…”

“Mmmmmm” she moans, pulling free of my thumb, tongue flicking out to lick a drop of saliva off the lip ring. “And what did you decide?”

“That we’ll try both” kayaşehir escort sighs Sam, easing in behind her, nuzzling her neck and reaching up to squeeze two handfuls of firm tit through the old school t-shirt. I step forwards, grabbing a fistful of hair and dragging the girl’s head back, opening up her neck to Sam’s assault and allowing me to kiss her, forcing my tongue deep into her mouth, probing insistently before pulling back.

“But as I’m a gentleman, then I insist that ladies go first!” I turn my head and transfer my mouth to Sam’s, enjoying her taste of sweat and champagne. Wrapping a hand under Sam’s arse, I lift her easily into the air, feeling her legs wrap around my hips, and carry her to the bed. My hand still wrapped in the young girl’s hair, I drag her unceremoniously behind me.

Placing Sam gently on the bed, I pull the girl in front of her. Reaching around her waist from behind, I bend her double, her pretty face now inches above Sam’s crotch. The girl takes the hint, eagerly pushing Sam’s skirt up and pulling down the pretty pink thong that lies beneath. Her long tongue arches out to lick Sam’s soft, pink slit sloooooowly along it’s entire length.

Meanwhile, I push the girls denim skirt up to reveal a tiny, black, mesh thong. Taking a firm grip, I pull hard until the fabric gives way, hearing her grunt in surprise as she continues to explore Sam’s pussy. Without warning, I force two thick fingers into her compact folds, twisting them cruelly, feeling her tight walls strain against them.

She squeals in surprise and tries to lift her head, but Sam’s hands are now entangled in her hair, holding that delicious young mouth in place as Sam grinds her hips to maximise her own pleasure, her body leaving creased trails in the duvet cover. Sam and I give each other a feral grin, like two wolves about to devour a lamb.

As my fingers twist, stretching the young girls pussy further, rubbing down hard on her front wall, my other hand fumbles with my belt and flies until I drag my cock free from my jeans. Sam’s ecstatic moans, and the girl’s guttural, muffled pleasure/pain grunts and squeaks echo around the room as I grip my shaft and take aim…

“MMMMPPPFFFGGHH!” The girl screams into Sam’s velvety wetness as I bury my entire length into her in one fierce motion. Sam’s hands push down harder, pushing the girl’s the girl’s tongue deeper, ataköy escort bayan arching her back and twisting her head, mouth stretched in a silent, pleasure-filled ‘O’. Sam seems to enjoy the extra stimulation of having this perfect young creature moaning inside her brings and, ever the perfect gent, I resolve to help out as much as I can.

Taking a firm grip of the girl’s hips, I pause for a moment to appreciate the warm, wet, vice-like grip of her cunt, and then begin a savage assault. Slamming my hips forwards repeatedly, I drive my cock from barely-in to bottomed-out with piston-like rapidity. The girl’s grunts and squeals dissolve into one, long, keening, lust-filled, smothered wail. Somewhere in the back of my mind I am grateful for Sam’s grip strength, as the true volume of our encounter would likely see us all forcibly ejected form the hotel!

Sweat pours off our three bodies as my biceps bulge, fingers clamping down hard, leaving white marks on the already pale skin of the girl’s hips. I watch as she desperately, gamely tries to keep pleasuring Sam’s pussy, her face smeared in sticky wetness. Sam’s body is arched backwards more than I had thought possible, balanced on her arse and the back of her neck, eyes screwed shut, mouth open in an invisible scream.

The girl’s tightness is unrelenting – the immovable object to the irresistible force of my pounding hips. I know I must cum soon, when suddenly a delicious thought hits me.

Sliding my cock free of the girl’s tight wetness with a lurid ‘sssschluuurp!’, I quickly vault onto the bed, straddling Sam’s downward thrust arms, pinning them in place. Taking a handhold in her blonde hair, I pull her head up. Her mouth is still twisted open in pleasure, and now shock, forming the most oh-so-inviting bullseye…

Thrusting my hips forwards, I push my length into a different kind of warm wetness – Sam’s mouth and throat. Close to orgasm, half-mad with lust, I pin her head in place with my hands and drive my cock into her with wild abandon.

“Grrrlllghkk!” Sam gags horribly, eye wide in shock as drool erupts out of her pretty lips around my invading cock, coating my thighs and balls. I pump three more times, each eliciting a similarly obscene, sloppy response. Finally my hips buck hard, and I cum deep into her throat, my seed bursting forth in three long, hot pulses.

I collapse down to the bed, spent, hearing Sam drag in a ragged gasp of air and cough. Turning, a wicked smile spreads across my face as I watch the beautiful nerdy girl crawl up the length of Sam’s body to gently lap up my spilled seed, cleaning Sam’s face with her tongue.

I chuckle to myself, and note that the weekend has barely begun…

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The narrator of this story is Diane Graham, an outgoing eighteen year old high school cheerleader, dark red hair, blue eyes, an absolutely fabulous body with a small waist, breasts that are bursting C cups and moving to D’s, a firm, round butt and shapely legs.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

To try and understand what I’m now doing and about to do, a look at how I got here is probably needed. I’ve been thinking about sex for a couple years, watching as much of it as I can find on the Internet for the last six month s. I really, really needed to find a big, erect cock, needed to do everything with it that I’d seen on the ‘net. I was diddling myself to orgasm a couple times a day. Each time I went out on a date I figured this would be the time that I finally got fucked, had a cock to suck, had a guy lick me until I came. But each time, the guy would start almost mauling me, squeezing my breasts, wanting to move so fast before I was ready that it would scare me. I was losing control and I didn’t want to. So almost in a panic, I’d stop him. That happened with three different guys.

I finally solved my problem. I propositioned Brett. I’ve known him forever. We went to pre-school together and on through every grade and he lives only two blocks away. He’s a good guy. I can trust him. I can control him, I think. He’s also very, very quiet. Some people think he’s weird he’s so quiet. But I know he’s o.k. and I also know he will never, ever tell anyone about us. Plus, he wrestles and has a fantastic body. Anyway, I told him I wanted to have sex. And so did he and his parents were going to a seminar so we could do it at his house all weekend. And we did.

When I got there Friday evening after supper we went up to his room and got naked. When I saw his cock, the first one I’d ever seen live, I had to have it. I’d watched girls sucking cocks on the ‘net for months and I had to do that. And I did. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced. Until, right after he orgasmed and surprised me so I got it all over me, he laid me on the bed and got his mouth to my pussy. Wow, that’s even sexier! I had never had an orgasm like that before. I think maybe I actually blacked out for a moment it was so much. And then he fucked me. That big, luscious thing of his was in me, filling me up and it was even more than when he ate me. It was the biggest time of my whole life. Then we showered and did it all over again. Even 69’d. It was like all my dreams came true. Fantastic.

The next day I was back early and we did a lot of it again. I told him it would be good to have a second guy available so when he had to take time to get hard again, I still could have a big cock to use. He said I couldn’t be that much of a slut to want to take on two guys and I had to admit to myself as well as him that I was. Now that I’d experienced it, I wanted to get as much cock as possible. He countered by saying I wouldn’t like it if he wanted a second girl.

I’m a cheerleader. I think most guys find me very attractive. Brett obviously does. My best friend, Marian, is actually the most beautiful girl in the school. I think most guys would agree. She doesn’t have breasts as big as mine, she’s slimmer, but she must be about half legs. Long, slim legs. And a gorgeous face. Blonde. She’s a model, earns money having her photo taken. Well, Marian and I have talked a lot and she’s every bit as horny as me, really wants to experience sex. She’s so gorgeous, most guys are a little scared to ask her out. But I knew that she’d love to experience what I just did with Brett. And I think I wanted to brag a little that I’d managed to do it before she had. So I took up Brett’s challenge and called Marian and she came over and joined us.

We ended up sharing his cock while we licked and sucked it some. He’d already cum a couple times so he seemed to be lasting longer now. We both climbed on him. I sat on his cock and fucked him while Marian sat on his face while he ate her. Once we both climaxed we switched and she fucked him while he ate me. By then we were both so hot we felt each others’ breasts as we had sex. So now she was no longer a virgin either. Brett still hadn’t cum, so we both climbed off him and got back to his cock. Marian had him in her mouth when he started to cum. I told her to just keep sucking, keep him in her mouth, until he’s finished. She did. Then she looked at me and opened her mouth that was full of his white cum and I wanted some of it so we sort of kissed and traded his stuff back and forth between us. Very sexy. Then we showered.

Then Brett said that since he never had, he should give Marian proper treatment of feeling and licking her body and then her pussy and then fucking her and I agreed. I sat to the side and watched. While Brett was licking her pussy, I felt her breasts and she got a finger into me. I’d never had a girl finger fuck me before. I’d never fooled around with another girl’s breasts either. Odd but very sexy. Being naked and having sex seems to heighten rather than satisfy our sex drives. Then she came, really jerked around, having a great orgasm. He rolled her over fatih escort to fuck her from the back. I’m right next to her so when she rolls, her face comes right between my legs and while he fucks her she’s obviously feeling very hot and she starts licking and fingering me. We’d never done anything like that before but everything is so darn sexy that I loved it. She finally came and since Brett was still hard he wanted to fuck me now. So Marian slid up over me, straddling me, so Brett could get at my pussy. Then, as he fucked me, she sat on my face and I licked her.

I don’t think we’re lesbians because we’re both fucking Brett but I liked it. I liked her licking me and, surprising to me, I liked licking her. Very, very sexy. And I knew we would do more of it. Maybe often.

But then Brett admitted we probably should have a second guy. Neither of us had anyone in mind so he suggested Joel Robinson. Well Joel’s black and we’re white. But Brett figured Joel was the type to not brag about this so we wouldn’t get a bad reputation. And he mentioned that Joel had the biggest cock he’d seen at our school. Marian and I looked at one another, grinning. When we’d talked about sex in the past we always talked about big cocks. Well, Brett is pretty good, as big as a lot I’d seen on the ‘net. But if Joel is bigger, why not? So Joel came over and all four of us did everything we could with each other. It turns out that his cock really is a little bigger than Brett’s and very black. I can hardly get my mouth open wide enough to suck him. And I can only get about half of him into my mouth. But his cum tastes pretty much like Brett’s and it’s just as sexy to suck him. He does feel a little bigger in my vagina but I was surprised that the size didn’t seem to matter. Almost anything moving in me would still be terrific. Bigger isn’t more effective except maybe in my mind. Then another surprise. Joel fucked Marian and Brett fucked me and we both ended up with pussys full of cum. Marian climbed on me and we ended up sucking the cum out of each other. It’s all so good that it scares me a little.

Anyway, I ended up really sore. My vagina and clit had a lot of action and wasn’t used to it. Marian said she felt the same. So we didn’t last as long as I expected but I think the guys felt a little the same. Maybe they were fucked out, too. Actually, I started dreaming about cocks again once I was home and went back to Brett’s for another session before bed time.

Any how, Monday at school I didn’t hear anything, nobody looked at me any different except Marian and we kept grinning at each other. We talked at lunch but had to be careful because the other cheerleaders at the table could hear us. But I could tell that she was as happy about all of it as I was.

Tuesday, I happened to see Joel about mid morning between classes and I guess I was feeling horny or something. I got up next to him so I could talk softly.

“Joel, how about getting together again?”

He looked at me and smiled, “Sure” he says.

“Maybe right after school,” I suggest. “We could have an hour or so before one of my parents come home.” I also knew that my younger brother would be at baseball practice.

‘Fine,” he replies.

“You know where I live,” I say, “Just come over as soon as you can.”

In the next class, Marian says to me, “I saw you talking to Joel. Are you two going to do some more?”

“Yeah,” I reply. “He’s coming to my house right after school. My parents won’t be home so we’ll have maybe an hour. Why, do you want to come, too?”

Marian looks at me a moment then says, “No, that’s o.k. but thanks. Maybe I’ll find Brett and arrange something.”

We don’t have more time to talk right then. I don’t want to make her mad at me. As long as I get to use a cock, it’s fine with me if she gets to, too. It might even be a little sexier with both of us naked than just me alone.

I almost run home. I want to be there when Joel shows up. Then he’s here. “Hi” we both say as if we’re meeting at a mall or something. It sort of surprises me that in just a couple days, I’m treating sex like it’s something I’ve always done. But of course it isn’t. So far, each time has seemed to be something new and I hope that’s always so. “We don’t have a lot of time so I guess we might as well get up to my room and get started,” I tell him.

In two or three minutes we’re both naked. That big, black, luscious cock of his is sticking out strong and proud. I sort of push him to sit on the edge of the bed and I kneel down between his legs. I get one hand to his cock and one to his balls and start licking him. I don’t know why but ever since I first saw it on the ‘net, I’ve been obsessed with cocks. That first night after doing everything with Brett, I actually dreamt about his cock. But now I’ve got this big. live thing in my mouth, licking it. Several years ago I spent a week on a farm and learned to milk a cow. To some extent, that’s what I’m doing, milking this cock. I use a couple fingers of one hand around it and my lips to pull on it, then go back up and do it again, zeytinburnu escort over and over. At the same time I’m licking and sucking and using my other hand to feel his balls. It’s all just so sexy. I love it. When he finally cums, I get a mouthful of warm, sticky stuff that isn’t actually that delicious except that it’s all sex some how.

I straighten up some to get my breasts to him so he can feel them and suck on them. Then I stand up, between his legs while he’s sitting on the bed and lift one leg up and out, get part of it on his shoulder, moving my pussy right to his mouth. He licks it, holding both hands on my butt. “Let’s change position,” he says. He stands, lifts me and sets me back down so we’ve reversed positions. He’s now kneeling on the floor between my legs and has his mouth back to me and is licking me again. I spread my legs, bend my knees and get my ankles on his shoulders. This is even sexier than sucking him because I get more and more aroused. My first really huge orgasm came when Brett did this, when he ate me. I’ll probably never get over it, I love it. He’s got two fingers in me now and is sucking, sort of pulling, on my clit. Fuck, this is great!

I’m cumming, gushing onto his mouth, chin, face, and the next thing I know, he’s leaning over me and that huge cock is sliding in me, pushing its way into me. I’m making noises, saying “Yes, Yes” and Oh, Fuck” and loving ever moment. This is what life is all about. Nothing beats getting fucked. Really, seriously fucked, feelings out of control and something big pushing into you over and over and over until it’s almost too much. I’m still a little sore but it’s such a great soreness, seems to almost heighten the feelings instead of hurt. I end up with another huge orgasm and we probably haven’t been here more than ten minutes.

We’re laying on the bed, both naked, holding one another. I don’t know about him but I’m feeling very, very sexy. My feelings raised by the sex. If another guy was there with a cock, I’d be climbing on it, getting it into me again. I think I want more the most right after I’ve just orgasmed.

“I’m going to start charging you for sex,” Joel says.

It takes a moment for me to realize what he’s said. “Charge me? You mean have me pay for you to fuck me?”

“Yeah. You like it so much it must be worth something.”

“Well I do like it. And I do want more. How much are you going to charge?”

“A hundred dollars.”

“A hundred dollars?” I almost yelled. “Joel, I’m in high school. I don’t have money. I don’t have a hundred dollars. I certainly don’t have many hundreds so that I could fuck you as much as I want.” I thought he must be kidding. I can’t imagine what this is leading to but he can’t be serious.

“Well, if you don’t have the money, I know a guy that will pay me a hundred dollars to have sex with any juicy school girls I can deliver. You fuck him and then when he pays me, you can fuck me.”

This is unreal. “Joel, I am not a whore. I’m not going to fuck someone for money.”

“Well, then, I guess you’re not going to get to use my cock again.”

I think he means it. My classmate that I’ve sucked and fucked and who’s eaten me a half dozen times, who’s laying right next to me naked. I prop myself up some and look at him. “Joel, I don’t know whether to get mad at you or laugh at you. You want to pimp me for a hundred dollars. Be a small time pimp. Well, from what I’ve read, I could go to a Hollywood madam and get paid $1500 to fuck someone so it bothers me that you think I would be willing to sell myself so cheap. Plus, why would I want to pay you?”

“Because you love my big, black cock. It’s what you want.”

“Joel, I could proposition just about any guy in our school and they’ll drop everything to have sex with me. I’m not dependent on you for sex. I think I’d rather be with Brett than you anyway.

‘Why would you want him? I’m the one with the big cock.”

“Because you act like you’re doing me a favor and Brett acts like I’m doing him a favor. He truly is amazed that he’s getting sex from me. So I guess I’ve just had my last taste of that big, black lollipop of yours, as much as I love it.”

He grinned. “That’s exactly what your mother called it.”

“My mother! What did you just say!”

“Nothing. Forget it. I shouldn’t have said it. You just made me a little mad.”

“No, I can’t forget it. You’re saying my mother has been with you?”

“Look, I work part time at the Country Club. My uncle is a groundskeeper there. A lot of the women there are very horny. So, yes, I’ve, uh, serviced, some of them.”

“You’ve fucked my mother?” I was almost screaming.

“Calm down,” he says. “Look at your mother sometime. She’s really hot. She has a great body. And she’s really horny.”

“But my mother,” I ‘m almost sputtering. I don’t know what to say.

“You’re just like her,” he says. “You’ve inherited all her genes. You’ve got a great body, too, just like her. And you want sex all the time, just like her. I mean, the first thing you do when you see a cock bağcılar escort is try and swallow it. So does she. She called it her big black lollipop.’

I lay back. “Fuck” I say out loud. I don’t know what to think. What to do. “I guess we’re done. Just get dressed and leave.” And he does. Seems to be in a bit of a hurry. Alone, I just lay there, almost numb. He’s right, my mother is well built, very attractive. I’m eighteen, so she’s probably 39, maybe forty. Not old, I guess. But she’s married to my Dad. And I have a brother, just a year younger than me. What does this mean?

I get dressed and get some books out but can’t concentrate. My brother comes home. My mother comes home. My Dad comes home. I can hear them moving around. I go down stairs. Mom is getting dinner ready and gets me to help. I keep looking at her, trying to imagine her as a sexual being and not my Mom. When dinner is over, my brother goes to his room to study. Dad goes into his workshop in the garage. My Mom and I are in the kitchen.

“Mom,” I say, “I have something serious to talk to you about.”

“Why sure, honey,” she says and comes to sit at the kitchen table where I am.

“Mom, Joel Robinson says he’s had sex with you.”

An actress couldn’t do what my Mom does. Her face changes completely a half dozen times. Scared, concerned, whatever. It took a minute or so and she finally says, “Wow, I never expected this. But I probably should have. You’re having sex now aren’t you?”

“Yes.” I didn’t know what else to say.

“Well, it’s time for me to be a parent, isn’t it. I have to be honest even though I don’t want to be because you’re not going to like me much. Yes, I’ve had sex with Joel Robinson. You have, too, I guess.”

“Yes.”

“I should have realized it. All of a sudden you’ve been gone for hours. At Brett’s. You’ve had sex with Brett, too?”

“Yes.”

“I remember some things you’ve said. Was Marian there, too?”

“Yes.”

Anyone besides Brett and Joel and Marian?”

“No.”

“Well, that’s a relief. You’ve just started. So maybe I can be of some help instead of just disappointing you.” Then she sighs and looks at me. “I’m not going to tell you to stop. You’re not going to. I know. In fact, you’ve started a little later than I did. If you’re like me, you’re going to have a lot more no matter what I say. So where do I start? How do I handle this? O.k. My best friend, Marie, you know her, Mrs. Tressler, and I started in high school. Probably a lot like you. We did it a lot with different guys. Some how we remained careful enough that we never got bad reputations. And we didn’t get pregnant or catch any diseases. So I sure hope you remain careful, always. And to some extent, we’ve never stopped, I guess.”

“But how about Dad?”

“Oh. Well, that’s a long story. I met Don, your Dad, in college. We had sex. It was the best sex of my life and I’m afraid I’d had a lot I could compare him to. I guess he thought I was the best, too. Without meaning to at first, I only had sex with him for a while. I think at first I would have gone with other guys but Don kept me so occupied I just never had the time. And then I consciously decided to do it only with him. And then I got pregnant and we got married and you were born and your brother was born.

“Marie met Sam and they got married. We were all friends. After four or five years of being married, the four of us went on a little vacation. Your grandmother watched you two. Don and I planned on having lots of sex. Marie and Sam must have planned to, also. It’s too complicated to explain but we all ended up naked together and one thing led to another until your Dad was with Marie and I was with Sam. And once that happened, it started happening often. And we all knew what we were doing and all liked it. Swinging was sort of famous then. So we tried that, going to a party with swingers. And what’s happened is that your Dad and I love one another and have sex a lot but we also have sex with others and we both know it. We don’t necessarily know every detail of every time but we know it’s happening and let it happen and still enjoy each other. And in case you ever wonder, your Dad is your Dad and your brother’s Dad, too. At that time, there was no one else involved. Does that answer anything?”

‘I guess so,” I say, “It’s all so new, I’m not sure I understand it at all.” I sat there and thought for a moment. “Having sex with another guy, I guess I understand. But how about you and Marie?”

Mom smiled at me. “You and Marian have discovered something, haven’t you?”

How did she know? “Yeah, a little. I wonder if that’s not a little, oh maybe, abnormal or something?”

“Mare and I discovered, right from the beginning, that we liked to both be involved whether it was with one guy or two. Each others’ presence seemed to offer some protection or assurance or something. So we would take turns or switch guys or whatever. Seeing each other seemed to actually make it all sexier, too. And being naked and having sex led us to start touching one another, feeling one another, finally sexually satisfying one another. And we’ve just kept on with it for over twenty years. We both still like guys. But we like each other, too. Neither of us has been with any other woman. Well, that’s not quite true. I did and I think she did, try someone else at one of the swinging parties but dropped it.”

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First Encounter

This is my first ever attempt to publish erotic literature. Although I’ve written quite a few pieces for my private enjoyment I never before got the nerve to actually post something. All criticism and constructive comments are welcome. Please bear in mind that English is not my mother tongue and I’m not a professional writer or student of English literature. The events and persons depicted here are totally fictitious and bear no resemblance to real life situations or people.

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The day had been warm and humid without even the slightest breath of wind to cool you down. Now as the sun had already set, people where starting to leave the confines of their apartments seeking a bit of fresh air in their balconies. The balconies were always a source of fascination for him. The close proximity of the apartment blocks gave the impression that you where sitting in the box seats of a grand opera house, with the sea set in the background as the stage.

Josh was pretending to read a book when, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted her. She had just stepped out to her balcony, one hand pressing a cell phone to her ear, the other making figurative gestures in the air. She was plainly dressed; a black tank top and a white pair of half length track tights. Suddenly she turned her back giving him a fleeting image of her very firm and curvy behind. Her tights where hugging her figure nicely, clearly defining her thong shaped panties. Through the fading twilight he could make out her finely toned calves and her V shaped back, no doubt the product of some serious work – out.

He was woken from his reverie by a soft whisper in his ear:

-“Anything interesting in that book of yours?”

-“Well I was trying to make some sense out of it, until you came that is”

-“I would think that your difficulties with the book have something to do with the lass on the balcony across”

-“Now why would you say that? You of all people should know my utter dedication in the pursuit of knowledge”

-“Which no doubt involves trying figure out what kind of underwear she’s wearing”

With that Josh turned to look at his wife

-“You barge over here, interrupt my spiritual quest for knowledge, greet me with accusations, cause me great discomfort with your ear whispering and you expect this transgression to pass unpunished? I think not. I believe it’s time for me to check out what kind of underwear you’re wearing”

His arms wrapped around her waist with his palms firmly implanted upon her buttocks. He burrowed his face on her navel giving her a playful kiss just below her bellybutton. This sent obvious shivers across her body making her press her body closer to him in response. He began to rise from his chair when she pushed him back with both hands.

-“I think that we should give our young friend a preview before we head inside” she said, planting a wet tongue flicking kiss on his lips.

-“Naughty girl! Why would you torture her like that? She’s obviously without company” he said, biting her lips in return while his hands started exploring her behind.

-“Well I thought she’d make a suitable candidate for your dream – come – true”, she said purring in his ear once more.

Josh turned to face her:

-“Do you think we can seduce her? How? She’s obviously rather young! Do you know her?”

-“Well I’ve seen her before. Her name’s Laura. We sometimes share a lane during swimming practice. We’ve chatted a few times in the lockers, you know, small talk stuff”

-“I’ll leave it to your capable hands then. Let’s show her then the proper way to discover female undergarments, shall we?”

**********

It had been a very warm day and Laura had been bothersome all day long. Having just graduated from high school she was counting the days when she would leave on a camping trip with her friends. Until then though, she had to endure this sweltering liquid heat which engulfed her whole body like a glove. She had tried going to the swimming pool to cool herself down. Although training sessions where out for the summer she did a few laps on her own to keep in shape. The water always made her feel great, but after the customary shower she felt her clothing clinging on her body and her forehead beading with sweat. Having to cycle back to her house sure didn’t help matters.

Back at home, she had barely changed into something more comfortable when her cell phone rang. It was her best friend Alice from school. “Oh no” she thought, “not now”. Lately, Alice şişli escort had gotten into this habit of describing her newly found sex life with every possible detail. At first she had devoured every word of hers, wistfully thinking about when she would make a start. Not that she was innocent or anything. She had had her fair share of boyfriends at school with some of which she had proceeded a bit further than kissing or petting. It simply was that when it came to full intercourse she just didn’t feel completely at ease with any of them to finally give in. This had led to many broken relationships for which she had few remorse feelings but nevertheless this did leave her pent up sexual frustration unresolved. Oh, like any healthy teenager Laura did masturbate with a regular frequency, but Alice’s saucy descriptions always aroused a hunger for the real deal. As she was speaking to her friend she left the confines of her room for the balcony, hoping to catch a bit of the sea breeze which always blows this time of the day. Turning to shut the panel behind her, she noticed from the corner of her eye her neighbor from the opposite balcony gazing at her behind his book. Just a little later she noticed his wife come over and speak something in his ear. They seemed oblivious of her presence and continued playing around. She giggled from time to time while he was massaging her behind above her clothes. Suddenly, what Alice was saying over the phone seemed unimportant. Laura excused herself and quietly sat on the long chair to watch. The whole scene had made her feel flushed. She could feel her nipples hardening and her labia getting engorged. Resisting the temptation to touch herself, she continued to watch the ongoing show. Now, they had gone back inside but she could clearly see what was going on behind the drawn curtains. At first he had taken the woman’s shorts and panties and pushed her to lie on a desk. There he knelt down and started to lick between her legs. She had wrapped her legs around his torso and with her hands she was pushing his head harder against her.

Laura was totally enthralled by the spectacle presented to her. It was as if she had a hidden camera overlooking their bedroom. Her heartbeat had picked up and she had to gulp a couple of times to get more air. She could feel her clitoris, firmly erect now, pushing against her panties every time she twitched in her chair. She felt very wet from her arousal and when she looked she noticed an expanding wet spot in her crotch. She desperately wanted to masturbate then and there but she was utterly transfixed by what she was seeing. Meanwhile, the woman had arched her back, her chest heaving from her heavy breathing. Suddenly she stretched her legs violently forward, her hands trying to push his head away from her mound. It was obvious that she was in between the throws of a powerful orgasm.

Without really taking note, Laura slipped her hand under her tights, underneath her underwear and begun to stroke her now slick with her juices clitoris in earnest. As she continued to look, she could see that the man had forced the woman to bend over the desk. She could see his aroused cock getting ready to penetrate her from the rear. The woman had her hair all over her face but she could spot her hand moving in between her legs. He began thrusting in and out of her; slowly at first, faster later on. Then, all of a sudden, he pulled out and his cock started squirting sperm all over her back. That’s when Laura felt the familiar rhythmic contractions of her orgasm start. Like huge waves of pleasure they crashed over her body again and again in what seemed like eternity. A small whimper of pleasure escaped her lips as she gradually climbed down from the peak of her orgasm. When she finally returned to her senses she noticed that her hand was still inside her now soaked panties and worst of all, her neighbors were staring at her. Turning red from embarrassment she crept back inside her room.

**********

-“Well that was a first. I’ve never done this with an audience before”

-“I humbly pay my respect to your female intuition. You really did hit pay dirt this time. Let me make a wild guess: I think that you’re planning a random visit to the swimming pool tomorrow”

-“Well I’ll do what I must then”

-“You make it sound like a chore. Knowing you, I’d say you have your plans well laid out”

-“Oh sure, I get to do all the hard work and you get to reap all the benefits. I wonder why I put up with you at all”

-“Perhaps, it’s because taksim escort you really enjoy the thought of inviting our young spectator to our bed yourself”

-“I can’t say that I’m not intrigued. In any case we shall see what we shall see on the morrow”

**********

As Laura lay on her bed that night her mind could still not fully register what had happened. She was ashamed of lusting to watch after her neighbors and then getting herself caught in the act. But the thought of that tremendously powerful orgasm she had experienced a few moments ago and the incredible wetness she had felt made her mood change. Just by replaying the images in her mind aroused her once more. Closing her eyes she could vividly picture the man ramming his cock in the woman’s rear, all the while she feverishly rubbed her clitoris. Once again she felt her labia swelling and her nipples harden. A warm flush crept up her spine, sending goose bumps allover her body. She could feel the fabric of her thong rub against her erect clitoris as she began to slowly writhe on her bed. Without opening her eyes she moved her underwear aside and dipped a finger inside her vagina. Slowly she began to lubricate her clitoris sending her finger in circles over the hood. Resisting all temptation to quickly finish off, she continued with a slow, almost sadistic tempo to torment herself with pleasure. Her mind was constantly playing images of what she had witnessed just a few moments ago with crystalline clarity. Her second orgasm of the day came to her, engulfing her whole body in tsunami like waves of mind shattering pleasure. The feeling was so intense that it felt as if her whole body was rhythmically pulsating along with her contractions. When she climbed down from her orgasmic haven she opened her eyes surveying the situation. “Well, now this really was awesome” she thought. Reaching for some Kleenex she noticed with amazement the small wet spot she had caused on her bed linen. Since she had discovered how to masturbate, she had never before expelled so much fluid. Changing once more into clean underwear she drifted off into a deep, fulfilling sleep.

**********

Natalie parked her silver BMW in the swimming pool’s parking lot and prepared to make her way towards the locker room, when she spotted from afar Laura on her bike. She decided to linger a bit near the entrance waiting for her to arrive. Putting on her warmest smile, she introduced herself:

-“Oh, hi there Laura”

-“Good afternoon…I…Oh, hello! Aren’t you from the fin swimmers? I think we’ve practiced together a few times”

-“You know my name is Natalie, Laura, no need for formalities between us. Besides, we’re neighbors too”

Laura looked at her puzzled. “Where have I seen her before” she thought, as her mind went into overdrive trying to put the pieces together.

-“I think our balconies are facing each other. We live in the apartment block opposite yours” offered Natalie.

Laura froze over, as if cold water had been poured down her spine. She stammered trying to reply something.

-“Are you alright dear? Is something the matter?” asked Natalie, inwardly hiding a smile.

-“I…ah…no…everything is alright. Must be a stomach cramp” said Laura, feeling her cheeks turn a fine shade of crimson. “I’m fine…it’s nothing really”, she managed.

-“Well then, let’s go get ourselves changed! Can’t wait to hit the water today”

They made their way to the locker room and begun to change. Natalie began to undress taking off her t – shirt first and then she unclasped her bra. As she turned to pick up her bathing suit from her bags she caught Laura eyeing her out from the opposite bench.

-“I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to stare”

-“Hey, no problem! It’s a locker room! Besides, we both share the same bits don’t we?”

Laura managed a laugh at that. Natalie was being really cool with her she thought.

-“You have a very fit body for someone your age…I mean…ah…”

Laura realized what she had just said and felt her cheeks turn red hot with embarrassment. Natalie’s laugh rang through the corridor.

-“Well I’ll take that as a compliment Laura. Besides, this way I can reciprocate by telling you what a beautiful girl you are. Keep up the good work, I say”

-“No offense?”

-“Are you serious? Come on! Let’s get changed! The swimming pool closes in forty minutes! And I’ll tell you what. We should share a lane together! That way I can show you a few tricks someone my age knows”, şirinevler escort Natalie said, with barely concealed mischief.

-“Now I think you’re pulling my leg” said Laura with a smile of her own. “But nevertheless I graciously accept your proposition, my lady” she said making a mock curtsy in front of her.

-“You are making fun of me! Ahh…in my days we had more respect for our elders” said Natalie with a theatrical tone. “But let’s not linger here any longer. I’ll give my answers in the pool” she added.

Laura and Natalie changed into their swimming suits, head caps and goggles and headed for the pool. There they spotted an empty lane and proceeded to pull lap after lap punctured by a few breaks in between. Soon though, the whistle blew and it was time for the professional teams to practice. They made their way back to their lockers only for Laura to discover that she had forgotten her shampoo.

-“I’m so clumsy today. I’ve forgotten my shampoo in my other bag. Could I use some of yours Natalie?”

-“Certainly. We can use adjacent shower heads and this way we’ll be able to share. If you need anything else feel free to ask”

Both girls stripped off their swimsuits and proceeded to the showers. The water was of the proper temperature for a change so after they finished washing they lingered on for some small talk.

-“You really are a natural blonde then”

-“Well the rag does match the curtain as they say. When I keep it on a shorter trim it gets lighter still. But yours matches as well. How come you don’t shave it off? I thought this was all the rage with you young’ uns”

-“My friend Alice actually shaves it all off. She says her boyfriend finds it very exciting that way. Me, I just trim it so that it doesn’t show outside my swimsuit. Can’t be bother with shaving for one, and I can’t stand the itching when they start to grow back.”

-“My husband actually enjoys a full bush. He says it has something to do with the pubes trapping my sexual scent which turns him on. He also says that he prefers a woman to a little girl. He’s very understanding when it comes to appearance matters and never pushes me around like, wear this, shave that and so on”

-“You’re really lucky. My previous boyfriends where really jerks sometimes. One actually said that he wouldn’t even touch me unless I removed that “forest” down there. He never heard of me again”

-“I admit that Josh takes very good care of all my needs. He was my first and so was I for him, would you imagine? We’ve been together for almost nine years now. When I first met him I was not much older than you are now”

Laura fell silent. It seemed to Natalie as if a troublesome thought had entered her mind. Only the water could be heard splashing on their bodies. Laura glanced away from her.

-“Laura, there’s something I’d like you to know. If it makes you feel better Josh and I knew that you could see us and we threw a show for you intentionally. I know, I feel like a bitch saying so, but it was really a great experience for us knowing that someone was watching. We also saw you masturbating on the long chair. I’m truly sorry if we caused you any discomfort. I would really feel bad if we did”

Laura turned to look at her. Natalie seemed genuinely sincere about what she was saying and looked concerned. Laura managed a nervous smile:

-“Well now that the cat’s out of the bag I might as well share a secret with you. I really blew my top last night watching you. Actually, it was two orgasms because of your show. I’d never thought that doing something so naughty could be so exhilarating”

-“You’re always welcome to watch”. Natalie hesitated. She took a big breath and bit her lip. In a hush she said: “…you can watch from a closer distance if you like…I’m sorry…I’m such a pervert…I never meant to say that”

-“No, no”, Laura blurted out.

An awkward silence fell between them.

-“I…I would like to watch…if that’s OK with you” said Laura turning as red as a beetroot.

-“Well, both Josh and I would be more than happy to have you over…Listen, I’ll tell you what. You can consider the invitation open on our side. Think it over at your leisure and you can let me know whenever you feel OK with it. I really don’t want to push you into something you may regret afterwards”

-“I guess…I guess I’ll just have to sleep on that and let you know”

-“Is it just sleeping or…” said Natalie with a wicked grin on her face.

Instead of an answer Laura turned her shower head towards Natalie and switched the water to cold. Both girls splashed around, their squeals resonating through the room. After a while both of them toweled off, dried their hair and dressed. Natalie went to the parking lot to her car, while Laura climbed her bike and pedaled off.

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The night we were anticipating for so long had finally arrived. There was nervous anticipation and arousal as we began to get ready. My wife took a long bath, shaving her legs and trimming her pussy just keeping a little patch of hair above. During the preparation, we would occasionally embrace; our breathing was already getting heavy, my cock stiffening and her pussy moistening.

My wife Diane and I have a great marriage. We have always been faithful to one another and sex is really good. I only wish Diane would be more adventurous and less inhibited at times, but tonight should be an exception. Diane has dark brown (almost black) hair, is 5’4”, about 130 lbs. I’d say she has a good body, about what you would expect for a 38 year old woman. She has thick firm legs and ass. And, my favorite part, a great pussy. Her pussy lips are large with a large opening, she gets incredibly wet and tastes and smells great. I always get so horny just thinking about her. She rarely comes during intercourse, but will hold me inside her while she (or I) rubs her to orgasm. I love to grab her ass as she comes, because when she comes really hard, her juices will literally run down her ass and over my hands, what a turn on! I think she could squirt if we worked on it. (We both love wet sloppy sex with lots of cum).

We finish getting ready. Diane is wearing her best lingerie, a black corset, matching garter, dark stockings and a silk pair of panties with string around the hips. I always get instantly aroused seeing her dressed like this, she looks hot. She thinks she is getting too old and is not attractive, but I know any man who sees her dressed like this on her back ready to fuck would want her in a heartbeat. She puts on a white blouse and short black skirt. We leave for the club.

Upon arriving at the club, we go to the locker room and begin to strip. Diane, of course keeps on her lingerie. I am to strip completely naked. We have never striped in front of others like this. I have a nervous embarrassment when my cock begins to stiffen. The arrangement is we are going to watch, maybe fuck ourselves, but in remaining faithful, we both agreed neither of us will have any contact or sex with others. We walk out into the club, not carrying anything. Completely exposed and nowhere to hide.

The club is warm with dim lighting. The first large room is floored with wall to wall mattresses covered in white sheets. A porno is playing on the big screen and there are about 15 couples in various states of sexual arousal and acts. You can hear muffled moans and occasionally the sound of someone getting loud, working their way to orgasm.

We walk into the next room. Smaller, with different areas, each highlighted with a warm spotlight or heat lamp. In the first, a well built blond woman is laying on the floor. Her hands shackled to the wall above her head and legs held up and spread apart by padded rings beneath her knees attached to ropes. Her body shines with oil. A man is fucking her and we arrive in time to see him tense in orgasm and cum deep inside her. There are three attendants on hand. Older women. The man pulls out, we can see the cum running down the woman’s ass. There is a large wet spot on the mattress under her ass. So wet is glistens in the spotlight. An attendant cleans her up with a warm wet cloth and applies more lubricant to get her ready for the next in line. The other attendant wipes the sweat mecidiyeköy escort from her brow.

Waiting their turn is a young couple. The girl is kneeling in front of him sucking his cock while the third attendant is massaging his balls and ass getting him hard and ready to fuck. The girl leads him over to the woman. His swollen, red cock speaks of their preparation. She slowly guides his cock into the blond, gently coaxing him with one hand at the base of his cock and cupping his balls as her other hand holds his ass. It doesn’t take long before he begins to move on his own. His girlfriend is watching the blond for her reaction and feeling the fuck taking place. Soon the boyfriend begins humping in earnest, uncontrollable spasms rip through him and he groans loudly as he comes. He pulls out and the girlfriend takes him in her mouth with a look of self satisfaction.

The blond is hot now. The attendant reached to clean the fresh cum oozing out of her, but she pushes her away and begs the next man in line to fuck her. “ahhh god give me another cock ooohhhh fuck, please don’t stop.”

The next man is very well endowed, he forcefully pushes her legs apart and rubs the head of his huge cock over her wide open pussy and plunges all the way in in one stroke. The blond throws her head back “aahhh fuck, yesss god your ripping me open, fuck me hard.” She cries out so loud as to silence the rest of the club. Their fucking is intense and loud. The blond is ripped by a powerful orgasm. Both are out of breath, sweat is running off both of them in their fury. The blond is in a continuous orgasm at this point completely out of control. The man is ready to come and pulls out, grabbing the blond by the hair and forcing his cock into her mouth as he explodes in orgasm. The blond is eagerly swallowing, but the cum is still running down her chin and onto her chest. As the man leaves, the attendants begin to clean the blond for the next in line….

I am standing, holding Diane from behind, my hard cock rubbing against her silk panty-clad ass. We are amazed at this well orchestrated gang-bang.

Diana reaches back to squeeze my cock. “I bet you’d love to fuck that blond, wouldn’t you?”

“Would you even let me?” Knowing I’m not horny for the blond per se, but turned on by the performance of the young couple and wishing Diane would do that to me- getting me ready and helping me fuck another woman.

“Of course not.” She says, “I can’t believe someone would let just anybody, total strangers, fuck them.”

I reach my hand into her panties and play with her wet slit. “Are you sure you don’t need a line of hard men?” She says nothing; I feel her knees buckle slightly as she leans back breathing heavily.

Our attention is drawn to the other side of the room. We compose ourselves and walk over to watch. A slender woman is in the spotlight completely naked, her hands tied up above her head. Her toes are just barely touching the floor, allowing her just enough to lift herself slightly. She has soft white skin. She is drenched with sweat, her long brown hair matted to her head and back. Her eyes are red and swollen as tears run down her face. She has been gagged, but no blind fold. Her soft slender ass is bright red. Her pussy is completely shaved and very swollen, dripping her juices down her thighs. The woman certainly doesn’t look like the type to be bayrampaşa escort into BDSM, but hey, we all have our kinks, don’t we? The mistress controlling the scene is back by her table figuring out what needs to be done next.

There are two women sitting on the floor watching, playing with each other, teasing the woman. Are they part of the act? Do they know the woman? One of them pulls her fingers out of her friend and licks them while looking directly at the bound woman. I can see the anguish of the woman and the look of desperation. It’s obvious, she has been bound and tortured like this for quite a while.

Mistress returns and rubs a hand full of lubricant on the woman’s ass. She moans loudly and bucks her hips as mistress inserts a finger. I can tell the woman desperately needs to come. Mistress has her under her control. Mistress walks in front of the woman with an evil look and holds up a large butt plug for the woman to see. Her eyes widen with fear, almost panic, shaking her head no. The two women watching get excited with anticipation. Mistress walks behind and places the butt-plug to her ass with the base on the palm of her hand and forcefully jams it into the woman in one quick stroke. The woman screams into the gag. Her body contorts from the searing pain. Tears run down her face. The two women in front point and begin to laugh in amusement. After the woman calms down, mistress begins to talk to her in a reassuring voice. I can’t hear what she says. She begins to massage the woman’s belly, ass and thighs. As she works her hands up to the woman’s cunt, the woman begins to buck her hips. The look in her eyes says “please rub me, make me come”. She looks weak now, not able to continue this much longer. Mistress asks “Do you like the full feeling in your ass?” “Are you enjoying this?” The woman doesn’t know how to answer. She timidly nods yes. Mistress becomes angry. Apparently there are no right answers. Mistress picks up a paddle and hits the woman on the ass with incredible force. The woman screams again and falls limp on the rope.

Mistress is truly disgusted now. “You worthless slut, I’m done with you.” She removes the gag and cuts her free. The woman falls to the floor, her free hands grab for her cunt and she begins to masturbate furiously, writhing around on the floor in total self abandon. She comes hard, her body convulses uncontrollably. One orgasm is not enough as she keeps going, completely unaware of anything around her. Her ass is clenching and working the butt-plug forcing another wrenching orgasm. My cock is twitching, I know exactly what she is feeling from the intense masturbation sessions I have had from the butt-plug in our toy box at home. The two woman are looking at this scene with disgust, as this woman pathetically masturbates herself. I’m not into S&M, but how grand I think, for someone to know their body so well and what it takes to drive yourself completely over the edge into uncontrollable pleasure.

Diana and I are now getting desperate for release ourselves. We walk back to the padded room and begin to go at each other. My cock is so hard and rubbing against her silk panties as our tongues go deep into each others mouth. I feel her stockings against my legs and I grip her cunt. The crotch of her panties are soaked and she is moaning and breathing heavily. I’m feeling uncontrollable urges. I think about bahçelievler escort fucking Diane, but I need something more. I see another couple on the floor next to us. The woman is naked except for a white thong. She is about our age, large but not fat. Maybe what they call “a few extra pounds”. The thong is not quite big enough to cover her ample cunt. Her man is working her into a frenzy rubbing her pussy through the thong. It won’t be long until they fuck. I don’t know why I’m lusting for this woman. My cock is in desperate need of release. My head is spinning- am I about to lose control? I think it is my lust for a new woman to fuck. The feel of an unfamiliar body, the wetness and smell of a different pussy. I almost can’t contain this urge to get myself off on this woman. Fuck her or just lie down and masturbate with her wet thong, smelling her sex.

Diane is beginning to lose control too. Close by, a woman begins to scream as a well hung guy brings her to multiple orgasms- a crowd gathers to watch. There are two other well hung guys at her side. The scene is too much. Diane begins to come on my hand through her panties, I can feel her juices drenching may hand and running down her thighs. Her legs buckle and she falls to the floor “Oh god, please somebody fuck me now, hurry please!!!”

Somebody? We were to be faithful, has she lost control? I kneel down next to her and kiss her deeply and massage her breasts ignorant of her urgency for a hard cock. She breaks our kiss and focuses between her legs. “Oh god, oh, god, I can’t stop, I need it now, please fuck me!” she yells as one of the well hung studs is removing her panties. She ignores me and frantically pulls the guy into her, his huge cock sliding into my wife’s wet cunt. “ohhh yesss, please please, fuck me hard!!!” she is out of control, willing to do anything to come. I am sitting by myself holding her wet panties to my face smelling her as this guy’s cock slides deep within her, making her scream. His huge cock makes her look small. She comes really hard with the first couple strokes. I see a large wet spot form on the sheet as Diane’s orgasm drains from her body. I feel so helpless, jealous and horny at once. I know exactly what they are both feeling.

Diane is out of control “fuck me hard, please come inside me- flood me with your hot come ohhh fuck yesss ohhh yesss!” The guy stiffens and screams as his orgasm hits, pumping shot after shot of come deep into my wife. She spreads her legs wide and pulls him deeper into her. This sets her off in another orgasm. Her legs spread wide and sexy still in her garter and stockings. My head spins, I inhale her panties as my cock explodes in my own gut-wrenching orgasm without even being touched.

The second guy enters and begins fucking her, she is an animal in heat. Nothing turns me on more than to see her come hard- the way her face crunches up and stomach tightens and her come flows out of her. It’s too much and I reach for my cock slick with my own cum, I stroke it furiously. I’m now out of control like the woman I envied earlier. I lose all my senses, its just one continuous orgasm as my cock keeps shooting. I hear my wife screaming in pleasure and pain from the huge cock in the background. God I love her so much, I want this guy to pound her senseless and he does. Finally he moans loudly sending another load into my wife.

Finally it’s over. For the first time I notice the crowd as they move away. I’m covered in my own cum and the sheets are soaked all around me from my own orgasms. I crawl to Diane who is lying limp, and drained, breathing heavily as she recovers. Her cunt is gaping open, her thighs are soaked with come. Not a word is spoke, we kiss and whisper “I love you”.

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Author’s note: This is Part Three of a five-part series. In order to better appreciate this story, I encourage you to first read Part One and Part Two.

*

I awoke the following morning after only a few hours of sleep. I found that it was incredibly difficult to sleep, as my blood was supercharged with a combination of adrenaline and hormones. I couldn’t wait to get out of bed and discover all the new and sexy adventures that lay ahead.

I tossed and turned, waiting patiently for Michelle to awaken from her deep slumber. It was difficult for me to discern whether the events of the previous night had really occurred or if it was all some incredible dream. My wife and I had just had sex with another couple, and there was no way to undo what had happened. Not that we would want to.

We talked all night about what we had done with Dave and Danielle, analyzing the play-by-play like a football team on a Monday morning, and neither of us had any regrets. We both agreed that it was the sexiest and most erotic adventure we had ever experienced. Whatever doubts we had about taking this plunge into the unknown, they were erased by the fact that despite having sex outside of our marriage, the sky hadn’t fallen, our relationship hadn’t crumbled and our love for each other had grown stronger than ever.

Since we first made the decision to book this vacation, I had noticed a profound change in my wife’s personality. For the first time in nearly twenty years, she displayed a side of herself that I hadn’t seen since we first began dating. A chain reaction had occurred. By introducing the possibility of having sex with others, she began to focus more on her appearance. By improving her physique and dressing more provocatively, she felt more attractive. By feeling sexier and considering herself as a sexual being, she noticed an increase in the attention she received from men. And with the resulting boost in confidence in herself and her sexuality, combined with the new possibility of acting on her impulses, her sex drive increased dramatically.

We showered and dressed earlier than usual that morning, as we had made an appointment for a couple’s massage. Neither of us had ever had a professional massage before, but after reading so many glowing reviews on our travel agent’s forum, we decided to give it a try. We called for a taxi, and within minutes we arrived at a small house outside of the resort. We were warmly greeted by a middle-aged Mexican woman named Maria, and she invited us into her studio.

It was small and cramped, and it took a moment for my eyes — and nose — to adjust. The room was dimly lit with scented candles that emitted a very strong aroma that was overpowering at first. There was a massage table in the center of the room, and a couple of chairs at the foot of the table. Soft, new-age music played in the background.

Maria described her service to us in a professional manner. We would each receive a 50-minute, full-body massage, and we would each be participating in each other’s massage. Ladies first, she announced, and she asked Michelle to disrobe. Having spent the past 24 hours being naked in front of strangers, Michelle had no problem stripping out of her clothes in front of us. She was instructed to lie on the table face-down.

Maria poured hot oil into her hands and began rubbing Michelle’s shoulders and back. She spent a great deal of time on each area, and gradually worked her way down to Michelle’s buttocks, thighs and calves. After roughly 25 minutes had passed, she asked Michelle to flip over onto her back. She then placed a warm towel over Michelle’s eyes.

The massage continued, starting at the shoulders and arms. Maria then filled her hands with oil once again and began rubbing Michelle’s breasts. I noticed Michelle’s lips slightly parted, and she seemed to breathe a little heavier. Maria signaled to me, and at long last I rose from my chair and joined her at the head of the table.

She filled my hands with warm oil and demonstrated how she wanted me to massage Michelle’s breasts. I happily complied, and as I worked on those ample mounds, Maria began mecidiyeköy escort massaging Michelle’s thighs. She began kneading the muscles on the outer half, and then gradually moved to the inner thighs, from just above the knees all the way up the thighs until her fingers lightly brushed Michelle’s pussy.

Just as I began to wonder if that contact was unintentional, Maria loaded her hands with more oil and began rubbing Michelle’s pussy directly. She worked her fingers in a circular motion, and alternated this with a gentle tapping. She then summoned me to join her at the foot of the table, and demonstrated a technique where she began at Michelle’s vaginal opening with her fingers together, and then spread her fingers apart as she worked upward, and then brought them back together surrounding the clit.

We took turns repeating this motion, and as we did so, Michelle’s breathing intensified. Maria then began working on Michelle’s calves and feet while I continued to concentrate on my assigned area. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, so I just continued repeating the same motion over and over again.

After several minutes, Maria motioned for me to return to my chair. She then covered Michelle with a warm blanket and left the room. Again, I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing, so I just sat there in silence and looked around the room. Several minutes later, Maria re-emerged, removed the blanket and the towel over Michelle’s eyes, and directed her to get dressed and sit in a chair.

It was now my turn. I had been relaxed when we first arrived, but I was now feeling excited and anxious. I undressed and climbed onto the table. I soon felt warm, soft, and strong hands kneading my shoulders and back, then my arms, then my lower back and ass, and then my thighs and calves. My first 25 minutes seemed to fly by much faster than Michelle’s.

Maria asked me to flip over, and she placed a warm towel over my eyes, just as she had done with Michelle. The entire room was now pitch-black. I felt warm, soft hands all over my body. Involuntarily, my dick began to grow. By the time those warm hands reached my upper thighs, my cock was completely engorged and throbbing uncontrollably.

“Relax,” Maria gently scolded. “Breathe.”

I tried to relax and concentrate on my breathing, but then I felt a very warm, soft and oily hand grip my shaft. I could only assume it was Maria’s. She formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger, wrapped it around my shaft, and moved it slowly up and down the length of my throbbing member. At the same time, I felt a set of finger tips making a strange swirling motion around my cock head. The sensation of having two hands performing two completely different movements was both unique and incredibly pleasurable.

As waves of pleasure rippled through my body, I soon felt a third hand massaging my balls as the other two circled my glans and stroked my shaft. I felt a tremendous pressure building in my groin, and I couldn’t help but elicit a low moan. The stroking, swirling and massaging continued, and I was only seconds away from erupting.

And then it stopped.

All three hands left my body at the same time, which left my cock throbbing and twitching helplessly. I felt as though I were only one stroke away from experiencing one of the greatest orgasms of my life, but I resisted the urge to reach down and give myself that last stroke.

I lay on the table for a minute or so, and wondered if the stroking would continue. Instead, a pair of soft and strong hands began to knead my thighs and shins. By the time those hands reached my feet, my cock had finally stopped throbbing.

“Why did you do that??” I asked Michelle as soon as we had finished paying Maria and were sitting back in the taxi.

“Do what?” she asked, knowing full well what.

“I was THIS close,” I whispered, holding my fingers a millimeter apart, “from exploding all over that massage table.”

“Yeah I know,” she said, and failed to stifle a laugh. “I didn’t know if you were supposed to finish or not, and I didn’t want to embarrass you. aksaray escort So I stopped.”

“You didn’t want to embarrass me??” I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

When we arrived back at our room, Michelle offered to finish me off, but I just wanted to wash off all of that massage oil, so I took a rain check. We then began what would become our daily routine for the remainder of our stay: lunch at the buffet, lying out in the sun by the pool or on the beach, and then heading up to the hot tub an hour or so before sunset.

One of the many exciting aspects of Desire resort is that new people arrive each day, and each new person seems to change the atmosphere of the resort in some way. Because of this, you never know what to expect from one day to the next. On that particular day, as Michelle and I stood and chatted with several couples in the crowded hot tub, I instantly recognized a woman who was backing down the ladder and into the water.

A handy feature of our travel agent’s web site was that it allowed users to post a profile, which could include descriptions of the couple, photos and other helpful information. This feature allowed us to get to know some people before we had even departed for our vacation. The woman entering the hot tub, Rachel, stood out from all the others I had seen online. She had long, black hair and stunning blue eyes, and looked eerily similar to the actress Lauren Graham (of “Parenthood” and “Gilmore Girls” fame.) Rachel’s most prominent feature, however, were her enormous (and natural-looking) breasts. I have never been much of a breast man, but hers were impossible to ignore.

She looked directly at me, as if she recognized me as well, and when I called her name, she smiled brightly and waded right over to me. We hugged as if we were long-lost friends, and she pressed her huge, naked breasts against my chest. I introduced her to Michelle, and they hugged as well. Rachel then introduced us to her husband, Chuck, who gave me a hearty handshake.

They had just arrived at the resort a few hours earlier, and we did our best to fill them in on everything we had learned. It was clear that they had both enjoyed the all-inclusive drinks throughout the day, and we all drank and laughed like old friends as the sun dipped below the horizon and the Caribbean sky became a canvas of orange and red.

Michelle and I shared the story of our morning massage, and they both thought it was hilarious that she had left me twitching in the air on that table, mere seconds away from an explosive orgasm.

“Aww, you poor baby,” Rachel said in a mocking tone, and her blue eyes sparkled with naughtiness. She reached down into the water and squeezed my cock. “You must be about to bust a nut!”

“Do that again, and you’ll find out,” I warned, and we all laughed.

Rachel’s friendly grab seemed to break the ice. As we continued to talk, drink and laugh, we all became a bit friendlier and flirtier, and our conversation turned a little more sexual in nature. When it was Rachel’s turn to refill our drinks at the bar, she turned to me and asked if I’d like to do a body shot. I assumed she meant the same type of body shot I had witnessed the night before, where she would lie on the bar, have a shot poured over her body, and have me lick it off.

“Hell yeah!” was my immediate response.

She waded over to the bar and returned with two shots.

“Okay,” she said, motioning toward me and Chuck. “You two guys sit up on the ledge.”

I gave her a strange look.

“You’re going to do a body shot off of me? How is that going to work?” I asked.

“Just do it,” she ordered.

I gave Chuck and Michelle a strange look, and they just shrugged their shoulders. Chuck and I then hopped up on the wall of the hot tub and sat on the ledge as instructed. Rachel took Michelle by the arm and whispered something in her ear. That telltale dimple appeared on Michelle’s left cheek, and I knew something interesting was about to happen.

Michelle waded between my knees, and Rachel positioned herself in front of her husband. topkapı escort Both women placed their shots between our legs. Rachel counted to three, and they leaned forward in unison. Without using their hands, they took the shot glasses into their mouths, tipped their heads back, and emptied their glasses.

I figured this “body shot” was over, but then both ladies leaned forward once again. Michelle put her mouth over my soft cock and I felt the sensation of cold fluid cascade over it. She had emptied the contents of her shot all over my cock, and busily began to slurp it up. She wrapped her mouth around my dick to suck off all the alcohol, and it instantly hardened. As she continued to slurp up and down my shaft, I looked to my left and saw that Chuck was getting the same delicious treatment from his wife.

I couldn’t help but notice we had drawn a crowd. The hot tub was still packed with people, and I tried to ignore all the eyes that were upon us. Suddenly, Rachel took Chuck’s dick out of her mouth and yelled, “Switch!”

The girls quickly switched places, and Rachel wasted no time taking me into her mouth. She had nice, soft, full lips that felt incredible sliding up and down my shaft. I looked over at Chuck, and he had a look of amazement on his face. Michelle was showing off, taking him deep into her throat, down to his balls.

“Rachel!” he yelled, loud enough for everyone around us to hear. “Look at this! Look what she’s doing!”

Rachel paused for only a moment and glanced over.

“Impressive,” she said, and then continued to suck me with greater urgency. She tried to copy Michelle’s technique, but gagged a little, and returned to her original style. I was still worked up from that morning, and in no time at all, I felt myself reaching the point of no return.

“You’d better stop,” I warned her, placing my hand on her shoulder. “I’m seriously about to explode.”

I had read on the message boards that it was rude to cum in the hot tub. It was an etiquette rule I happened to endorse wholeheartedly. Who wants to swim in someone else’s cum?

“Don’t worry,” Rachel assured me. “I won’t make a mess, I promise.”

She slipped my cock back into her hungry mouth. I could still feel the eyes of several people boring into me, but I tried to ignore them. I closed my eyes and concentrated on trying to hide my orgasm as best as possible from the assembled crowd. I felt my cock expand in Rachel’s mouth, and she hesitated for only a moment as my first wave of cum filled her mouth. She kept a steady pace, bobbing her head over my shaft as I spurted again and again. I did everything I could to stifle a scream or make any sort of facial expression that would reveal what was happening to the others in the hot tub, and it was almost painful to suppress it.

It had been many, many years since a woman swallowed my cum. When we were dating, Michelle used to do so often. But, as the stereotype goes, that particular act came to an abrupt end once we said, “I do.” I had practically begged her for years to allow me to do it, but she steadfastly refused. It felt so incredibly dirty and erotic to cum in a woman’s mouth again — especially one I had just met. Yet another item had been crossed off my sexual bucket list, and it was only day two of our vacation.

After ensuring that I was completely drained, Rachel took me out of her mouth and gave me a sweet and sexy smile. I kissed her on the lips and could taste my own salty fluid. I thanked her in a whisper and gave her a hug. Michelle was still bobbing her head in Chuck’s lap, but after a few minutes she seemed to notice that they were now alone. She rose from her position, and they both rejoined us.

On the walk back to our room, I told Michelle that I had finished in Rachel’s mouth, and what an amazing and sexy experience it had been. She merely nodded, and seemed to get a little quiet.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. “You’re okay with that, right?”

“Yeah, of course,” she responded. “I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell you yet, but I was going to, at the right time.”

“Tell me what?”

“Chuck finished in my mouth, too.”

I was completely dumbfounded. “What did you do?” I asked. “You didn’t swallow, did you?”

“Well, yeah,” she said, sheepishly. “What was I supposed to do? Spit it into the hot tub?”

I was at a loss for words. This woman I married had become a never-ending series of surprises.

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