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Chapter 1

The sun had just risen. It shone on the leaves, it made prisms through water drops, and filtering in through the blinds it awoke Mario from his sleep. After having a nice long lazy stretch he got up and went to the bathroom to take care of the morning business. Then he went down to the kitchen to have breakfast.

He was already regretting awakening. After a long night of drinking his body had reacted adversely, his mouth had that I-drank-too-much-flavor, but, thank goodness, not with a hangover. He never got those, but had a strong desire to sleep but unable to because of job responsibilities. It was Halloween and he was looking to a very long day; meeting with all sorts of parents, and kids that just would not stay still, and cry at the mention of the word no. Also, all these people walking around asking questions and expecting quick answer that he almost decided to not go in at all. But money is necessary for one’s living.

What he did enjoy was when those hot ones, MILFs or not, decided to walk in his shop and ask about what to wear. Mario enjoyed looking up and down their bodies and trying to imagine them naked then imagining them putting the costume that he chose on. Some of them were so hot! Their breasts seemed like they could not stand their confinement and just begged to be released. Sometimes their nipples stuck out pointing like lasers to everything that they were faced with. They wore tight pants that made their asses nice and round and almost ready to fuck doggy style. Then he remembered the day that he had gotten lucky with a blonde two months ago.

It had been a slow day, and Mario had been glad that he had remembered to bring a book to read just in case. The doorbell rang, and he had been slightly annoyed because he had gotten into the book, but that evaporated quickly when his eyes feasted on that beautiful sight. It was a hot blonde, wearing a halter top that did very little to conceal her ready-to-pop-out breasts which to Mario said that if they did to please suck them. The halter top also showed her flat stomach with just a hint of a four pack. She also wore short ass hugging shorts that mind you made her heart shaped ass look very fuckable indeed. It was a sight to see. Due to it he had a raging hard on within seconds.

This blonde came to him almost teasingly, but Mario had not seen her before and could not decide if it was deliberate or that was just the way she walked. With red lips that Mario imagined wrapped around his cock, she said “Hi!”

Mario came out of his trance and said, “Hi! May I help you find anything?”

“Yes. I’m looking for a costume to wear for a party and I was told you had everything a girl could want.”

“Yes. I sure do. Is there anything in particular you were looking for, or did you just wanna bounce around the store and see?” he realized how his words might be taken and blushing, corrected himself, “I mean, uh, go around the store.”

“I want something sexy that will make heads turn. Just like yours did when I walked in the room.”

He blushed again and stuttered an excuse, “Well … uh … you … er … uh … very” then getting frustrated with himself, “You are very pretty,” then as an afterthought, “hot.”

“Why thank you!”

“You’re welcome. Shall we?”

“Yes please.”

A costume had come to his mind immediately but very few had the body or the bravery to wear it. It was a naughty nurse one, but oh my did this nurse looked naughty. He didn’t want to go to that one right away, wanting to build her up and taking the opportunity to scan her thoroughly. What he did not know was that Ally was taking notice and was getting turned on by it. Not only that, but this was also part of a bet that she had lost and was looking forward to fulfill. She was suppose to go to a costume shop, find an outfit, and fuck the brains out of the guy who helped her. She was glad that it was Mario though. He was not bad looking, and for the most part was well built, slightly taller than her, brown eyes, tanned. You know, the Latin Lover. Plus, the looks that he was giving her were full of desire and she liked that.

He showed her a few conservative ones knowing full well that she would dislike those. He went on to a naughty Red Riding Hood that showed a lot of skin. She wanted to try that one on. Mario got it for her and when he gave it to her she said, “Don’t look, okay?”

Immediately she turned dropping her shorts to show him a perfectly round ass divided by the string of her thong. Up went her top but the whole time she was not facing him. Mario’s cock felt like it was going to explode just from the view. Once she had the costume on she turned to face him. It looked real good on her. It pushed her breasts up giving her a very nice cleavage. The slit on both sides ended just below the buttocks showing lots of very fine legs.

“What do you think?” she asked.

“You look good.”

“Just good? Ok then this won’t do.”

With arnavutköy escort that she turned again, took it off showing Mario her perfect ass once again and put her clothes on. “Next.”

Dominatrix was the next one but she turned it down saying, “Too common. For some reason I have a feeling that many girls are gonna be wearing that one,” making Mario wish that he was invited to the party, “I need something hot, sizzling, nice and naughty all in one.”

That was his cue. He showed her the nurse outfit. She wrinkled her nose slightly when she saw the word printed on the back of the costume, but as he showed her more and more of it her eyes got wider and brighter. You would think she was looking at a growing cock.

“May I try that one?”

“Please do,” he said grinning.

She took her clothes off. Everything except her thong, and this time she was facing him making his heart skip a beat. Mario was not expecting that. Her breasts were firm and stayed up without the support of her bra. The nipples were dark pink protruding out about half an inch. Her areolas were about half-dollar sized colored light pink. He almost went over and began sucking them but she started to put the nurse costume on.

By the time she was done she looked just as sizzling, naughty and nice, and everything else that she wanted. Her breasts seemed ready to explode through the top. The buttons had a hard time keeping it closed and since there were only two they showed lots of that tasty looking breast; they also could not and were not intended to cover her stomach so that was there to look at as well. The skirt rode low also showing a great mid and lower section. It was also very short and came to an end just below her ass. The fish net stockings were white, matching the outfit and ending right where the skirt ended giving it an even naughtier sexier look. Also a pair of stilettos, white, that she had to bend over to put on came with the outfit. Mario could see her ass once again and paying close attention he could make out her pussy lips. They seemed slightly moist to him, but it could have been his imagination.

“What do you think?”

“Damn baby you look good enough to eat!” Mario replied, no longer restrained with embarrassment.

“Really?” and walking over to the counter she sat on the edge spreading her legs wide apart she said, “Why don’t you then?”

Mario did not need to be asked twice. Just like the song says he pinned her ass to the counter and attacked the chocha. She smelled great. Her inner thighs were soft on his cheeks. He ran his tongue on one side of her smooth thighs then on the other side going over each lip at the same time. Then he hooked his fingers on the string, pulling it down for complete access. He kissed her thighs then French kissed her pussy completely ignoring her clit. He bit them lightly, then while he began thrusting his tongue in her hot cunt his hands went up to her top, skillfully undid the two buttons, then rubbed her breasts ignoring the nipples.

Ally was moaning without restrain. She could care less if anyone outside could hear or if anyone would walk in on them and apparently neither did he. He was good. His skill was bringing her to the edge quickly and what he did next took her there and pushed her over strongly. The whole time he had been ignoring her clit and nipples both engorged and begging for attention. Mario seemed like he was never going to touch them then suddenly he moved from tongue fucking her to sucking her clit and running his tongue over it very fast; also he moved his hands from squeezing her breasts to twisting and pinching his nipples.

“Ooohhhhh I’m ccuummiinngg! Yyyeeessssssssss,” she said nearly seeing stars from the power of her orgasm. Mario gladly lapped up her juices. Once he sensed that she was done he got up. Ally had to stay there for a little bit to regain her control. She noticed his cock tenting shamelessly in his pants and said, ” Well, well, well. Seems that my patient has a slight problem. Would you mind if I took a look to see if there is something that I could do to fix it?”

“Oh no. Not at all. By all means have a look.”

Getting on her knees she quickly undid his pants and took his member out. Her jaw nearly dropped, it was huge and thick. Her hand could barely reach around it, and it dwarfed her ex who was around five and a half or six inches. Why did she not know about him before? At least she knew him now. ‘A fine specimen,’ she thought, ‘I’ll bet it’s just as tasty as it looks.’

With that she wrapped her lips around the head and ran her tongue around it making Mario shiver. She didn’t play with it as she would have liked due to time constraints so she got to it and began blowing him earnestly. Her hands went to his balls softly massaging them. Her other hand went to her twat and massaged it. She didn’t last long giving the blow job though because Mario played with her boobs while she was blowing avrupa yakası escort him then pulled her up using them. He picked her up sat her on the counter and rammed his cock all the way in with one forceful stroke. All Ally could do was moan. She was not expecting it but it felt great inside her stretching her like no other cock had in a long time.

But Mario didn’t stop there. He began ramming her moving the counter, making loud smacking sounds as their skin slapped each other. “Oh oh oh,” was all that came out of Ally’s mouth, her eyes rolled back, her breasts bouncing up down up down to the rhythm of Mario’s thrusts. He must have done her like that for about five minutes then pushed her back so she would lie down on the counter, lifted her legs holding them by her ankles, then began thrusting into her again with even more vigor than previously. He moved back a little bit pulling her along with him so that her ass was in midair. Thanks to that angle his rod rubbed her clit while it went in out in out in out of her. That sent her to the edge; once there his cock would just not let her come down.

Mario could feel he was getting close and he was even rushed to get there by how hard her twat was squeezing him. He felt his balls tighten and said, “I’m gonna cumm all over your pusssssyy babyyyy.”

“Oooohh oohhh ohhhh …” was all she could make as a reply.

He thrust once more into her as deep as he could then exploded. Rope after rope of cum pushed into her making her cum again and again. Finally his cock deflated and came out of her with a light pop.

Once she recovered she stood up gave his cock a squeeze kissed him and said, “Thanks for the fuck, lover.”

She walked over to where her clothes were, picked them up and felt a little bit of cum run down on her right thigh. She turned to him, scooped it up with her finger, sucked it for him, and said, “By the way my name is Ally. The check for the costume is on the counter, it should cover the cost,” turned around, walked out. It covered a little over twice the value of the costume and Mario was very happy.

He noticed that his cock was still hanging and quickly put it away. He could not believe his luck and was beginning to think that maybe he had fallen asleep and that this was a dream. But then he realized that she had left her panties on the floor, proving to him that it was no dream at all.

Chapter 2

Mario’s cock had gotten hard just thinking about it. The thought of helping himself out came to him but at that moment two mothers, not good looking, came in with four children. Quickly he adjusted himself so that his hard-on would not be as noticeable, mostly for the little kids. But he knew from experience that they never even looked. He greeted them, they asked for Spider Man, and Batgirl, and Violet and Dash from the Incredibles and Princess Jasmine. He noticed the mother looking at his bulge but he paid no attention, not really interested. By the time he realized it, it had gone down to its normal size.

A few MILFs came in and out most of them with husbands or children and he was kept very busy. He was not going to stay open the whole day because he had plans but he was starting to get tired at the constant stream of customers. One MILF came in, that he had done six or seven months ago, with her daughter. He recognized her and remembered the time but he was being asked by others for this and that and could not dwell on it completely. But when she was leaving with her purchases, she walked over to him, and when no one was looking gave his member a quick hard squeezed.

Mario had liked that. His cock had liked it too. It almost rose, but then Mario was being asked for attention again so it receded. It was close to seven and a half hours of constant business, with the screaming, laughing, jumping of children, the voices of men and women, the opening closing of the door, the ding dong of the door bell, the sound of the register, that he was tired and glad to be closing. Two more mothers came in right before he shut the door and begged him to let them buy a costume and he did. One of them was giving him looks but his mind was too tired to acknowledge them even though his prick did. But he made a mental note to remember her next time.

They left and he closed, and when leaving he took two costumes with him that he would wear for the night. He was expecting to have fun. Was planning actually to enjoy himself thoroughly, and you never know, maybe get lucky. And he also knew that in those parties there was a chance of that happening. He had been saving himself for it for a while. He had not masturbated the whole week. What he did do however, was to try to turn himself on and off making himself hornier and hornier so that now it was hard to push sexual thoughts away from his mind.

He had decided on a Batman suit that he always liked. He was kinda built and it made him look good. Feel good. The other bakırköy escort one had been of Mr. Incredible but a little bit modified. The symbol on the chest seemed closely to resemble a penis entering a vagina, while on the crotch it made a hard dick stand out a bit more giving it more definition. He had gotten that one recently. There was very little doubt on his mind that he was going to wear it. Ah, the benefits of working at a costume shop.

He got home, drank his usual shake but with a few things added to make him stronger for the night just in case. He took a nice hot shower, washing himself very well and got dressed. He was ready for the party. The suit really did look good on him. And it felt real good on his skin. There was no way that he was gonna be going round in an uncomfortable suit so he had made sure that the material was nice. He was wearing nothing underneath it as well, just to add to the definition. Plus, the suit really did feel good. The way it was built it held his cock in an upright position whether hard or not. Due to the softness of the material it kept making him more aroused and knowing that he would try his best to get into a pussy.

He drove his car to the party. There were lots of people on the street wearing all sorts of costumes. Little kids and big kids and dads and daughters and moms were all over the street, but it seemed that there were a lot more adults now than children. That made sense though since it was getting late. He saw the blonde that he had sold the Naughty Nurse wearing that costume and it brought him the memories back again. It also brought his rod memories because it immediately reacted. He almost stopped to say hello but decided against it. Plans had been made already and he was intending to stick to them. His friend had said to be sure to be there because they were going to have a surprise.

When he arrived he could tell that most of the people, if not all, were there already. The music was playing at the back yard. Mario added his car to the collection of cars parked on the street. Walking confidently, enjoying the fresh night air he made his way to the house. There was no need to knock simply he let himself in. It was a good party. People were talking here and there, males and females dressed in all sorts of costumes raging from a baby to Chewbacca to Sailor Moon to Actresses and Actors. He said hi to as many as he saw enjoying the looks that he was receiving. Already he was getting attention and his prick wasn’t even awake yet.

“Hey George!” he said to his friend when he saw him. It immediately made him glad that he was wearing what he was because George was dressed as Batman.

“Hey Mario! What took you so long? You look good. Come let me introduce you. The girl with the witch costume is Amanda. That’s Jennifer. John is over there. The rest I think you already know.”

“Yeah!”

“Ok then. Go get yourself a drink.”

“Glad to. I could use one.”

“Feel free.”

He walked over to Sarah who was mixing and was a real bartender. She was dressed as an undead Cheerleader. She looked good in an odd sort of way with the legs seemingly scratched and a soiled short skirt. The top was ripped almost so that you could make out her nipples. Sexy. He’s cock was beginning to react. “Down boy, not yet,” he said.

He began to mingle and as the night progressed. Along with it the drinks, the getting closer and more comfortable also progressed. He danced with many of the girls, getting close and pressing his now fully awake member on to them so they could appreciate his size as well as his intentions. They didn’t seem to mind. He kissed a few and got to feel up a few others making him very horny. Especially a Mexican one with huge breasts that he wished very much that he could grab and suck them. Actually, he had the opportunity to feel her up rubbing her nipples. He was sure he would have had her but her cell rang. Then she told him that it was her hubby and that she had to go.

“Damn! So close and yet so far.”

“Hey Mario!” called his friend, “Come on. The surprise is about to start.”

He went to the house and was surprised to notice that most of the people had gone. Seemed that he might have spent more time than he expected with big boobs Brenda. When he walked in the living room it was nice and candle lit. The light had been turned off. There were decorations that glowed in the dark adding to the atmosphere. He was glad to notice that his suit was glowing in the dark too especially much more around the groin.

“So what’s the surprise?” he asked Gorge.

“Well. Amanda here is a witch. And she says that tonight is a good night for witchcraft. She is going to perform.”

“Oh really.” He was getting a little skeptical. “And what will you be doing?” said he addressing her. Also he paid more attention and noticed that she was really sexy. Jennifer also was there and John. But Mario noticed that they did not seem to be attached so he looked at Jennifer more freely. She was sexy too with big breasts. She was dressed like Elvira Mistress of the Dark and she looked good. John wore a Super Mario Brothers outfit, and Amanda wore a sexy Snow White Witch. God she looked hot. That was his prick talking now. He noticed that it had gone to full attention again.

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In addition to playing Dracula, I work for a university teaching a course. Monday came and went as usual, my class ending at 3. I thought I saw long dark hair that looked familiar leaving the rear of the room. After I got back to my office I thought about it and looked through the online pictures of my students. It didn’t take long to find Jill Wilson. Miss Wilson bore a striking resemblance to the two Indian squaws that were my “reward” for being a good sport during the haunted house. In many ways I hoped she wouldn’t put together who Dracula was. For the next week, I had a pretty good feeling that she hadn’t made the connection. Getting involved with one of your students was a quick way to get canned. It was bad enough if you were involved with a student, but if that student was in your class you were dead meat. I hoped that she either wouldn’t put it together, or she would keep it to herself. Fortunately age wasn’t a problem, since most of my students were nearing their twenty first birthdays.

The following Monday came, and any hope of her not figuring it out evaporated. The lecture of my class was given in a fairly large auditorium type setting. The room had seats for twice the 90 students that I had. As was typical in most classes, there were a few that sat toward the front, but most stayed toward the back half of the room. This day I had an obvious student in the third row straight up from where I normally stood while I was lecturing. This particular student, with long dark hair, was wearing a white short sleeved turtleneck shirt and a very short denim skirt. Her outfit was finished off with flip-flops. She sat there smiling at me as I prepared for lecture.

I was half way through my lecture before I temporarily lost my train of thought and had to pause to collect them. That derailment was caused when I looked up at Jill and she was using the end of her pencil to trace back and forth across her right breast, bouncing it across her hardening nipple with each pass. It was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra, and the slight attention she was paying to one of her nipples had them both growing hard, poking out of the white shirt at me. I regained my composure and continued with my lecture, trying not to look at her so I could keep my train of thought going, and my dick from growing into an embarrassment. I couldn’t resist looking back from time to time though, and once again I lost my train of thought. She had allowed her legs to spread under the writing arm of the seat she had her free hand under her desktop slowly pulling the hem of her already very short skirt up farther. It wasn’t long before she had it pulled far enough up for me to be able to see she wasn’t wearing anything under. Again it took me a moment to get my thoughts back on track and continue with my lecture. Somehow I managed to make it though the rest of class, finally dismissing the students. By then she had her legs far enough apart and her skirt far enough up that she was able to give me a good enough view of her pussy that I could see moisture glistening on her lips. Almost as soon as I had gotten a good look, her legs closed and she smoothed her skirt down as she stood up. Her notebook closed and was pulled tight to her chest, covering her hard nipples and she disappeared out of the room with the rest of the class.

I stayed and answered student questions and tried to put the view out of my mind. I was mostly successful with that until evening. When I closed my eyes a vivid image of her wet pussy lips leapt to my minds eye, immediately getting me turned on again. The night ended up with a nice porn movie to release the tension. Since there wasn’t any more class that week I didn’t see her again until Monday.

Once again she was sitting in lecture with a button down shirt and plaid pleated skirt. Her long dark hair was loose, hanging down over her shoulders, reaching well past her tits as she bent over to get her notebook out of her backpack. Class started and I began lecturing. It wasn’t long before my eyes were drawn to Jill. She was sitting with no one close, and her hair pulled over her shoulders so that it laid on both sides of her chest. Between the two shocks of hair spread over her shoulders and chest, was a strip of tanned skin disappearing into the light blue button down blouse.

As class continued, that strip of skin continued to grow, until I was easily looking at the sides of her tits, the shirt undone practically to her navel. Every so often she would reach to her front and push the material around, until, very subtly, she had one tit mostly exposed, covered only with the hair laying across it. As her head moved up and down to take notes, her nipple slowly worked out between the strands until it was fully in my view. Nearly at the end of class she reached between her legs and I saw them spread slightly while she looked down at her paper. Her hand disappeared between her legs, pulling the skirt up until I had a clear view of her pussy. I practically choked when I saw her finger disappear into her pussy, and then sliding out again, glistening with her juices. I did my best to sound coherent in my lecture. When her finger went to her lips and sucked the juices off I was beyond keeping track of what I was saying. I finished my sentence and şişli escort then looked at the clock.

With ten minutes to go, I announced a pop quiz and quickly wrote a question out on the board. With that done, I was able to stand back and watch Jill as she pulled a piece of paper from her notebook. She shook her head, and pulled her hair back, giving me a brief look at her fully exposed breast. The material was quickly closed and she buttoned it as she wrote the answer to her quiz. As most of the class was getting up to hand in their quizzes, I watched Jill as I looked over the bulk of the room. She closed her legs only when she thought someone might see her. I saw her hand disappear between her legs one more time just before she stood up. She walked up to me and handed me her quiz, running her finger over my hand. I could feel the trail of moisture she left there. After the room emptied, I reached my hand to my nose and the scent of pussy was clearly there. I picked up my stuff and headed back to my office, horny as hell.

Wednesday came and homework was due. Jill came in toward the end and set her paper on the pile, giving me a look as she did. She went to her new spot in the third row and sat down. She was wearing a white zipper down jumper, white stocking and heals. She looked like a million bucks. She sat down and I watched the clock to reach 2 for the start of class. I picked up lecture where I had left off last time. I worked through my material, glancing occasionally at Jill. I was getting better at keeping my eye on her and my mind on my lecture. She was trying that today though. Her jumper, had a single zipper, but it apparently had two pulls, one from the top and one from the bottom. It wasn’t long before those two zippers began to move toward each other. My next surprise was that her stockings were not pantyhose, but stockings with a white garter. Before the end of class she had exposed more than half of her tits and I could easily see all the way to her shaved pussy. The end of class came and the zippers were quickly closed. She winked at me as she got up to leave. I picked up my stuff and headed back to my office.

When I got to my office, I pulled out the homework, and looked through until I found Jill’s homework. I thought I noticed a note, and sure enough, there were a series of numbers. Three rows, labeled N, W and T. I sat and puzzled what they meant. It was late in the afternoon before I realized what the first two were. GPS coordinates. I quickly pulled up google earth and plugged in the numbers. The location was a spot north of town along the river. Now all I needed to do was figure out the T number. It was obviously a time and place, but what was the time? It took a while to figure out that if I calculated the number of hours from the beginning of the year, it would be exactly at noon on Saturday. I figured I should let her know that I understood, but how? I sent an e-mail indicating that I had a question on her homework, and would she stop by my office at a time of her choosing. Now all I could do was wait.

Jill showed up in my office on Friday afternoon.

“you wanted to see me?” Jill asked as she stepped into my office. She was wearing what I could only describe as a spandex tube that went from just over her tits to mid thigh, fitting like a glove over her curves.

“Yes. I was looking at your homework and I didn’t understand what you had put down for one answer, but I think I figured it out since then.”

“Oh good.” She said as she sat down in the chair next to my desk. She had her back to the door and her legs facing me. She slid a hand down to the bottom hem of the dress and pulled it up until I could easily see her pussy. “I was hoping you would understand what I had put down.”

“It took me a few minutes to puzzle it out, but yes, I finally got your point.”

“oh good.!” She said with a smile, letting her hands leave the bottom hem while she spread her legs slightly, giving me both a better view of her pussy and holding the material tight so that I could still see. ” I wasn’t sure you would understand what I meant.” She continued, keeping her voice even and professional in case someone overheard. Her hands, however were far from professional. She used both hands on the top of her dress, pulling it down until it was hooked under her bare tits. She then squeezed her arms together, pushing them tighter together and out toward me. She smiled at me with a huge sexy grin.

“I’m glad I got my point across. Do you think there are any other problems with that?”

“No, I think I completely understand. While I don’t want to give the appearance of special treatment I think I can give you a fair grade with that information.”

“Thank you. I guess I’ll see you in class on Monday.”

“Unless we happen to cross paths before that. I hope you have an enjoyable weekend.”

“I will, thank you! You too!” she said with a sparkle in her eyes as she covered her tits and pulled her dress back in place as she stood up. “Bye professor.”

“Bye Miss Wilson.” I said as she walked out of the office wiggling her hips seductively. If there was any doubt left in my mind of her intentions, they were gone now. The only question that remained was how bayan escort long I would keep my job if this ever got out. I went back to work trying not to think about the weekend.

Saturday came sunny and beautiful. We were having a nice Indian summer, and today was no exception. By ten o-clock it was nearly seventy. I did some chores around the house, anciously waiting for eleven thirty. I figured it would take me twenty minutes to drive to a good place to park and another ten to hike in. I didn’t know if there was a trail or anything, but I had my GPS and I could easily go cross country. The biggest problem was that I didn’t know which side of the river the spot was located on. It wasn’t deep, and this time of year didn’t flow too fast, but the water was bound to be cold. I packed a towel in my backpack along with my water and other normal daypack stuff. The time finally arrived and I headed out.

I got there a little less than twenty minutes later pulling off the highway and down a small dirt drive toward the river. I parked and headed for the coordinates using my gps. I didn’t see any other cars parked, so all I could do was walk to the coordinates and hope that I found Jill there. I approached the coordinates and saw a clearing through the woods. It was not an easy trek, but I did find a nice deer trail to follow for part of the way. It was also a good thing I wore long pants, because the brambles were not nice.

I stepped into the clearing and was greeted with a pleasant site. Laying on a lounge chair was Jill, wearing a tiny white bikini, basking in the sun.. She stood up as soon as she saw me and stepped to the middle of the clearing.

“I wasn’t sure you would come.” She said as she reached behind her and untied her suit top.

“I wasn’t sure I would either. You know that something like this could get me fired.” I said as I watched her untie her bottoms and let them slide to the ground with her top.

“I won’t tell if you don’t.” she said as she moved over to me and started pulling my t-shirt out of my pants. She quickly pulled it out and over my head, tossing it aside. Next she knelt down and untied my hiking boots and pulled them off, tossing them over her shoulder. She straightened, still on her knees, and undid my pants, pulling them down to my ankles, my hardening dick springing out as she pulled my briefs down with my pants. “Oh I have been waiting so long for this.” She said quietly as she engulfed my dick with her hot mouth. I hardened the rest of the way very quickly, her slurping and sucking working me quickly toward a climax.

“I’m going to cum if you keep that up.” I told her between clenched teeth.

“Good” she mumbled as she increased her efforts.

“AHHHHHH” I cried out into the woods as I started unloading buckets of cum into her mouth. She worked valiantly to swallow down everything I gave her, letting just trickles come out the corners of her mouth. Finally she decided she had me sucked dry and pulled her face from my crotch. Without a word she helped me step of my pants the rest of the way and then stood up, pressing her tits into my heaving chest and her lips to mine. I felt her tongue invade my mouth and tasted the saltyness of my cum on her. We stood there kissing, tasting, practically devouring each other for a long time. Finally she pulled from me and took my hand.

“I want to be eaten out so bad right now. Please tell me you eat pussy.” She said as she pulled me toward the lounge chair.

“I’ve been waiting to taste your pussy ever since you flashed it at me in class that day.”

“I wasn’t for sure you were Dracula until you reacted to me. The look in your eyes after class told me I was right.”

I knelt at the end of the lounge chair after she sat down. I helped her scoot down to the end toward me and she hooked her legs over my shoulders as I reached out and inhaled her scent. I licked gently at first, working my tongue between her already engorged lips, eliciting a moan from her. I continued to work on her for many minutes, my tongue starting to tire as she began to come. I felt her body shake and shudder as she screamed out that she was coming. The woods was filled with oh gods and oh fucks as her body continued to convulse as I attacked her clit. Finally she pushed my head away and pulled me up toward her. She moved up the chair, pulling me along with her. It was clear what she wanted, and right then I wanted it just as much. She cried out again as I drove my dick into her sopping pussy. She held her legs wide in the air, allowing my thrusts to plunge my dick in until my head was bumping her cervix. Her orgasm quickly built back up and she screamed out to fuck her harder as I plunged in and out, my own cum boiling up in my balls preparing for release. Her pussy began to spasm around my dick as her climax hit new heights, triggered by the first shot of my hot cum invading her pussy. She clamped the two of us together, pulling me deep into her as her body shook and convulsed with each new pump of hot juice. I finally collapsed on top of her, drained of both cum and energy.

After what seemed like an hour, we rolled to the side, my softened dick having long uncorked the flood of juices from her. “My god that istanbul escort was good.” She breathed as she moved her head to nuzzle my neck.

“I have to admit that was one of the best fucks I have ever had.”

“Ohhh you like me then?” she purred.

“I have to admit you great at sex, but as a person, I’m not sure what you’re like.”

“Well, Maybe I’ll have to give you some lessons on that second part. I’m kind, considerate, sensitive, and oh yes! Very very turned on by you.”

“That last part I could tell, but why?”

“I don’t know. When I met you at the haunted house, I was just there for a good time. I hadn’t really ever done anything like that, so when Deb dared us, I couldn’t resist. She promised that it would be unforgettable. The reality is that it was. When I saw you in class the next Monday I knew it was you. I just had to have you again!”

“Well you did. But I could easily be fired, having sex with one of my students.”

“Well then maybe you better not get caught.” A voice said from the side of the clearing. My immediate reaction was ‘oh fuck’. “you remember me professor? I’m Jill’ sister Jenny.” She said as she walked into the clearing, holding a video camera. “You two make one hell of a porn video!” she said.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jill asked, sitting up, anger clear in her face. I was afraid I had been set up by Jill, but one look at the pure rage in her features told me she was as upset as I was. “You had no right!” She shouted as she got out of the chair and went to confront her sister.

“Oh I had every right dear sister. You planned on keeping him for yourself, and I wanted some too!”

“So you do something this despicable?”

“Sure? Why not? When you took the boat out I knew where you were headed. It didn’t take me long to guess what was up. I’m just glad I got here in time to capture the grand finally.”

“You fucking whore!” Jill screamed at her as she took a dive at her sister. The two of them fell into a pile of flying arms and legs. Jenny got up and tried to run to the boat after pushing Jill away. I followed as the two ran the short way to the shore. Jenny jumped into a boat tied to a tree on the shore and was just getting ready to try to start it when Jill flew though the air and landed both of them in the water. The ice cold water knocked the wind out of both of them and I quickly waded in to pull Jill out and then help Jenny into the boat. The two of them sat shivering in the boat, Jill swearing at her sister like a sailor. “You ruined everything you fucking whore!”

“Not likely.” Jenny shivered as I used a towel I found In the boat to dry Jill off. “you just wanted to keep him to yourself.” She finished.

“Come on.” I said as I started to undress her from her sopping clothes. She was shivering uncontrollably now, her lips turning a nice shade of blue. “Stop fighting and get these wet clothes off before you go into hypothermia!” I snapped. Jenny slowly helped me get her clothes off while Jill sat in the sun and tried to warm back up. By the time I had her naked, her lips were completely blue. “Come on. Both of you!” I said, half carrying Jenny toward the bow of the boat. I climbed out and then waited for Jill, still shivering to climb out after me. She held my arm as we made our way back into the clearing. I helped Jenny sit on the lounge chair and then spread the towel and blanket that Jill had previously brought out, on the ground. I helped Jill lay down in the sun and then went to get Jenny. Once I had her on the blanket as well, I sat down between them and pulled the blanket over us. I lay down and pulled them both close to me under the blanket. They were both cold as ice and shivering, but they slowly warmed up, or I cooled down, I’m not all that sure which. We lay there, letting my body heat and the sun on the brown blanket heat the girls back up. Somewhere along the way I fell asleep with them.

I was aroused by two noses nuzzling my neck and a hand gently stroking my already hardened dick. I really wasn’t sure what to make of this development. Last time I recalled, Jill was pissed at Jenny, and Jenny was planning on blackmailing me into having sex with her. The fact that I now had both girls hands on my body, and neither was objecting had me confused. That confusion grew when Jill slid up my body and fed me one of her luscious tits and Jenny, I think, slid a leg across my body and gently impaled herself on my dick. I heard Jenny moan as she began to gently ride me, using her hands to both kneed my chest and use it for support. I licked and sucked the tit that was being fed to me as my arousal grew. I felt Jenny shudder and make small mewing noises as she began to climax on my dick. Jill replaced Jenny after she slid off my dick. Jill was much more aggressive in her bouncing, leaning forward to let her tits play across my face as she rocked on her knees. I nipped and licked at her nipples any time they came in range, while my hands squeezed her tight ass in time with her bouncing. She sat upright and changed positions, putting her feet on the ground and using her hands on my hips for leverage. Now she was bouncing straight up and down on me, screaming out in pleasure and using language a street whore would blush at. The woods was filled with her cries about how she wanted to feel my “fuck juice” fill her and how she wanted me to turn her into her “fuck slave”. Her pussy contracted around my dick, indicating another orgasm was upon her, but she kept on bouncing, just more erratically.

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A Discovered Fetish

Slowly driving down the street, Mike watched the blond ponytail bounce and sway as the taut buttocks clenched and unclenched on the petite woman jogging down the sidewalk. Every morning Mike was treated to this unbelievable sight as he left for work. Looking over her shoulder, the blond smiled at him. Mike had been caught, but he was caught every morning as he watched his wife Kate take her morning jog.

Honking the horn and giving her a thumbs up, Mike slowly passed her. She was smiling and blushing as she looked at him over her shoulder. Kate and Mike had been married for twenty-three years and to Mike, Kate looked as good today as the day he married her. As he drove off down the street, he gazed at his lovely wife in the rearview mirror. Mike felt so lucky to have Kate in his life.

Kate was pretty, sexy and he loved her very much. He had worked his ass off to be able to give her a good life. Their house was paid for, their cars were paid for, they had money in the bank and an investment portfolio that would see them through their retirement with money to spare. The only thing they didn’t have were children.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want them, but through the years, they had never found the time to have any. Kate had worked hard too. She owned a small card shop in the square. She volunteered at the hospital twice a week and at the library three times a week. Kate and Mike had talked about children, but they had both concluded, just not now, they were having too much fun at the time.

Even so, Kate always volunteered to read to the kids at the library. She really enjoyed making the story come alive for them. Kate also loved her husband very much and would do almost anything to make him happy. Mike felt the same way about Kate. He had resolved long ago to do anything to make her happy.

Trotting down the street, watching her husband’s car disappear into the distance, Kate smiled to herself as she remembered the night before. Not only had Mike made soft sensuous love to her, he had made her orgasm multiple times. He had been so loving, yet forceful in his lovemaking, Kate had almost swooned into unconsciousness. She loved the way he made her feel, different each time they made love. Mike knew just where to touch her, just what to do to her to get her blood boiling with lust.

Like last night, he had started to lick her sex just as he had done so many times before, but then a slight difference in the way he flicked his tongue across her engorged clit had her bucking her hips rubbing against his mouth with carefree abandon. It had been so wonderful, so overwhelming, she had to look twice to see if it was really Mike between her thighs, licking and sucking her sex. Although their sex life was great, well beyond great, Kate always worried about what would happen if it should become mundane. Frowning at that thought Kate continued on her jog.

* * * *

As Kate jogged back up her street she saw a strange car in her drive and two strangers on the porch by the front door. Not wanting to confront them, she stopped on the sidewalk out front bending to tie her shoe.

“They’re not home at the moment,” she said to the men on the porch.

“Are you a friend of theirs? You see we have a delivery for them and can’t just leave it on the porch.”

“Not really, I just know them casually, sorry.”

Wondering what they could be delivering Kate shrugged her shoulders and trotted off down the street. At the corner, she crossed the street and headed back up toward her house. The car was still there, but the men were gone. Stopping at Missus Garrett’s, she rang the bell.

“Missus Garrett, might I use your phone?” Kate asked the old woman when she opened the door.

“Oh Kate, hi, sure, come on in. What’s the matter with your phone dear?”

“Nothing, it’s just that I think someone broke into my home.”

“Oh dear, right this way my dear,” Missus Garrett told her, showing her to the kitchen.

Kate dialed 911 and told the operator what happened. The operator told her a car was being dispatched and would be there soon. Kate went back to the living room and stood there watching her house out the window. Spotting a pen and paper on the table in front of the window, she wrote down the license plate number of the car.

As she watched, the two men came out of the house and climbed into their car. The men sat there, waiting, probably for her. As two police cars pulled up in the street, the car with the two men in it, tried to back out of the drive but found themselves blocked by the police cars. Guns drawn, the police got the two men out of the car and handcuffed them. Kate ran out to talk to the police.

“They broke into my home. I saw both of them come out and I know I locked the door when I left.”

“Well the doors open, we’ll check out the house.”

The police sancaktepe escort officers entered the house. Five minutes later, they came out with another handcuffed man.

“Do you know him?” the cop asked Kate.

“No, I have never seen him before.”

After an hour and a half of giving statements and signing forms, Kate was allowed back into her house. She called Mike and told him what happened. After making sure Kate was all right, Mike rushed home. Back in the house, Kate looked to see if anything was missing. All her jewelry was there along with the cash they kept in a drawer in the dresser. What she did find was an envelope addressed to her by name. Curious, she opened it, pulling an elegantly handwritten letter from the envelope.

As she read the letter, her mouth opened with shock. Her eyes were wide as she read the words written on the paper. As she finished reading the elegant signature, she gasped with astonishment. As the shock of what she read receded, she became aware of the aroused state of her nipples and her sex. Her nipples hurt they were so hard and the heat rising from her loins could be felt on her chin. Folding the letter, she placed it back in the envelope and put the letter in the drawer where she kept her panties. Mike showed up just as she was closing the drawer.

“Everything still there? Don’t tell me they were after your panties?” Mike laughed.

“No dear, I was just checking to make sure,” Kate laughed back.

“Are you okay sweetheart?” Mike asked this time concern shading his voice.

“Yes, I’m fine. Nothing is missing and all three went peacefully, but I am still a little frightened they could get in the house so easily.”

“I’ll have that taken care of, first thing tomorrow.”

“Good,” Kate said shivering.

“Well as it’s Friday and I have taken the rest of the day off to calm my frightened wife, why don’t I take you out to lunch?”

“That sounds marvelous. Just let me shower and get dressed, I shouldn’t be more than fifteen minutes.”

“I’ll be waiting downstairs dear,” Mike told her, moving toward the door.

Nodding, Kate stripped off her jogging clothes and jumped in the shower. As the warm water cascaded down her body, the words of the letter bashed their way into her mind. She hurried to wash, hoping to rid her mind of the elegantly written words. Shivering, she rinsed herself of the soap lather clinging to her skin. She quickly dried herself and dressed. As she sat brushing her hair, the words again invaded her mind. Shaking with fear and excitement, she tried to push the words away. Closing her eyes, she tried to picture anything else, but those damned words. She was finally able to force them out with a picture of her husband’s face. Smiling she kept his face in her mind as she put her makeup on. When she was done, she rushed downstairs to Mike.

Lunch was most enjoyable, after all, one of the reasons she married Mike was his charm and quick wit. After lunch, they stopped off at the local tavern and had a couple of after lunch drinks. For some reason, they both preferred to drink at a tavern instead of the restaurant. By the time, they returned home Kate was completely relaxed. Sitting on the couch Mike picked up the remote. Kate collapsed into his lap, her arms draped around his neck as her lips pressed against his.

“Oh, so my sexy wife is a little randy?” Mike asked jovially.

“Yes, I am, now take me to bed. I need you inside me,” Kate whispered in his ear.

Standing with Kate in his arms, Mike carried her upstairs to the bedroom. There he gently lowered her feet to the floor. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, as Mike caressed Kate’s back and ass, she was unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants to the floor. Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, Mike stepped back out of his pants and took over getting out of his clothes. Kate rushed to strip her clothes off too. She was in a hurry to get Mike’s cock into her as quickly as she could.

Crawling to the middle of the bed, she lay on her back spreading her legs in invitation to her husband.

“Wow, someone is in a hurry,” Mike joked.

Kate just groaned, “Hurry please.”

Crawling between her legs, Mike found her already well lubricated. Smiling, he moved up, placing his cock against Kate’s opening.

“Put it in,” Kate growled, pulling on her husband’s ass.

Slowly, agonizingly slow, Mike pressed his cock into his wife. Sinking into her to the hilt, Mike sighed with pleasure.

“God, you’re so hot. What’s gotten into you?”

“Just what I need, now fuck me. Don’t be gentle, don’t be nice, just fuck me until I scream.”

Mike had never seen his wife like this and wondered what was making her so aroused. For the next fifteen minutes, Mike did what Kate asked, he fucked her, hard and fast, their skin slapping together, each of them grunting and groaning from the exertions. Finally, Kate started to call out she was coming.

“Just keep fucking me dear, keep fucking me until sultangazi escort I scream,” Kate told him as she came repeatedly.

Suddenly, without warning, Kate let out a high-pitched scream. The words from the letter crashing into her mind are what pushed her over the edge. She was so ashamed they had poured into her mind at the last minute, but her orgasm was so powerful, so big and so satisfying, she couldn’t help herself. As her scream stopped, Mike slammed into her one last time, pumping a huge amount of semen into Kate. As he started to withdraw, Kate grabbed his ass.

“No, stay,” she told him.

Mike relaxed and enjoyed the closeness they were feeling.

“I love you,” Kate said hugging Mike fiercely.

“I love you too dear,” Mike told her wondering what had done this to his wife. Whatever it was, he liked it.

When Mike deflated and slipped out of Kate, she let him roll to her side.

“Should I get you a…”

“No, not yet, I want you to fuck me again as soon as you can.”

‘Okay, just give me a minute,” Mike said wondering what his wife was thinking.

For some reason, the thought of fucking Kate’s come filled pussy excited Mike and for some reason, they had never done anything remotely close to this. Lying on his back, Mike gazed into Kate’s eyes. They were smoldering with passion. Her hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock and stroked him gently. When she felt he was hard enough, she climbed on top of him and sat down on his cock. Her pussy was so warm and so wet, almost, yes, the word was creamy.

“Oh fuck,” Kate cried softly.

“Yes, oh fuck,” Mike added softly.

Kate just rocked her hips back and forth, as she sat impaled on Mike’s cock.

“So good, so good, god I love you,” Kate cried, tears leaking out of her eyes.

“I love you too, dear. Now, will you tell me what has gotten into you, besides me?” Mike chuckled.

“Oh god!” Kate shuddered at his question. “I received a letter from Timmy.”

That statement stunned Mike to silence. Tim was Kate’s boyfriend when he had met her in college. From what Kate had said, Tim dumped her and she wanted me to know I wasn’t a rebound affair. Tim left school shortly afterward, moving across the country to be close to his family. His mother had become ill and Kate thought that’s why he broke up with her.

“You did, when, the mail hasn’t come yet?”

“Those three guys who broke into the house left it. I found it just before you got home,” Kate told him, her voice filled with lust.

“What did it say that could work you up so much?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Kate said rocking a little harder on Mike’s shaft.

“Sure it does. Those words, well, they have made you…different.”

“No, no, no,” Kate growled, “they haven’t.” Her eyes had a wild look to them.

“They have too. Look at yourself. You have a pussy full of come and couldn’t wait to get another hard cock into you,” Mike told Kate bluntly.

Placing his arms around Kate, Mike hugged her gently.

“Tell me, dear. What did Tim say to you that has gotten you so…aroused?”

“You mean so fucking hot, I want cock after cock after cock pounding into me until I pass out? Don’t you?” Kate panted her pussy pulsing on Mike’s cock.

“What was in that letter?” Mike said softly.

“Shit!” Kate yelled, sitting up. Looking down into Mike’s eyes, “Darling, please remember I love you very much, more than I could ever love anyone else.”

“Is there someone else?” Mike didn’t know if he wanted an answer.

“No dear, not since we met and started dating. Only you, I promise,” Kate whispered.

“Then tell me about the letter, damn it,” Mike yelled.

When Mike cussed at her, she moaned.

“I will dear, I will. But first I have to tell you about Timmy.”

“Okay.”

“Timmy liked to watch,” she whispered hoarsely.

“Huh?”

“Timmy, like to watch me fuck other guys. It didn’t matter who they were, he liked to watch me come on another man’s cock, the bigger the better,” Kate said softly.

“And,” Mike knew what the next part was, but asked anyway.

“And I liked…no, I loved doing it.”

“So he wants to watch you again?”

“Kind of, when his parents died, they left him a lot of money.”

“So…”

“He said he made a mistake breaking it off with me…”

“He wants you back?”

“No. He wants me to come to LA for a weekend. He says he has a bunch of guys lined up for me.”

“And that’s what turned you on so much, the thought of all those guys fucking you?”

“Yes. Until I read his letter, I really hadn’t missed it, but now it’s about all I can think of. God, I’m so sorry Mike, god how can you ever forgive me?”

Kate had stopped rocking on Mike’s cock, yet she felt it pulse with his excitement. Looking down at Mike, he refused to meet her gaze.

“Oh my god, you’re just as turned on by that thought as I am,” Kate said.

“Oh god,” Mike groaned, “Can I read the letter?”

Smiling, cihangir escort Kate reached into the drawer of the nightstand and handed the envelope she had moved there. Opening the letter Mike began to read. As he did Kate could feel his pulse quicken and his cock grow bigger.

“Oh shit!” Mick cried, “My god,” he said looking up at his loving wife. “I didn’t know he wanted you to do them all at once.”

“Not all at once, one after the other,” Kate growled as a small orgasm rippled through her body.

“Do you want to do this? Will you be satisfied with just me if you don’t?” Mike asked.

“I don’t know to both questions. It was so long ago when I did it before that it has faded from my mind. Then I found that damn letter and every, sight, sound, and feeling came rushing back into my mind that I could think of almost nothing else. It was like having an itch I couldn’t scratch”

“If you do this, will you want to keep doing it?” Mike asked his wife.

“Honey, if I do, I don’t know…”

“Wait, before you say anything more, maybe I should tell you something. For the past couple of years, I have, while I was eating you, I imagined you were letting someone else do you, hence my many styles of eating your pussy.”

“What?”

“I want us to go to L.A. together. I want to watch you get your brains fucked out by…” Mike paused looking at the letter, “one hundred guys. There now, you know. I’m not all that different from Tim, except you married me and not him.”

As Mike finished his little speech, he came inside Kate once again.

“Oh god,” Kate cried when she felt the warmth spread through her belly. “You really are?”

“Yes. When do we have to leave?”

“You have the letter, silly,” Kate giggled.

“So, I do,” Mike chuckled looking at the letter, “Ah, next Friday. Can you wait until then?”

“I don’t know, I’m going fucking crazy with lust already.”

“There are a few guys I know that would love a shot at you. Would you be game for that until next Wednesday?”

“You mean I have to wait until Wednesday?”

“No dear, they could be over here every day until Wednesday.”

“God I love you,” Kate said kissing Mike hard.

“I guess you should call Tim and tell him you’ll be there, but you’re bringing a guest. Then I should make some calls so you don’t wear me out.”

“I love you, darling,” Kate told Mike.

“I love you too,” Mike replied.

Kate ****

Hi, I’m Kate. You don’t know how excited I was to find out my husband of twenty-three years wanted to watch me being fucked by other men. I found out the hard way. I had to confess to Mike, I received a letter from my old boyfriend. The one who broke up with me just before I met my Michael or Mike, as he prefers. When I let him read the letter and told him Tim liked to watch me with other men, Mike confessed he had been having fantasies along the same lines.

After I called Timmy to tell him I would be at his place in L.A. next Friday, Mike planned to have a few friends over for me. Over the last few hours, I had worn out my poor husband out and he decided he needed reinforcements. Three of his best buddies dropped what they were doing and hustled to our place. When they arrived, I greeted them at the door nude. When the door closed, I dropped to my knees and stripped their pants off. They got the hint and took off their shirts, I then sucked each of them, while Mike got them each a beer.

“You weren’t fucking kidding,” Clark said, “She’s absolutely gorgeous.”

Sid and Bud just stared at me as I sucked Clark’s cock.

“Honey, why don’t you let them come into the living room and get comfortable?”

Pulling Clark’s cock from my mouth with a loud pop, I got to my feet.

“Who wants to fuck me first?” I laughed walking to the couch, lying down with my legs spread. I so loved to play the slut, it had been so long, I realized how I missed those days twenty-four years ago. Clark was the first to the couch.

“Just slide it in, I’m already, all lubed up,” I told him.

I groaned as his long cock slid right into me.

“Fuck me,” I told Clark.

For the next twenty minutes, Clark pounded into me, making me come over and over again. The rest of the night the four of them kept me stuffed with dick. I don’t know how many times I came. I remember them moving me to the floor at one point.

At around one in the morning, we broke for pizza. When the deliveryman showed up, I answered the door, pulling him inside and kissed him. Mike took the pizza from him, so both hands were free to use on me. He realized a dream and slammed a huge cock into my sloppy pussy.

He was so grateful, he left without the money for the pizza. After eating, I took a shower with Sid. Then we crawled into bed while the others showered. Sid fucked me until Bud showed up all nice and clean. Rolling over, Sid was now under of me. Bud started pushing into my ass.

“Slow down there Bud, the KY is in the nightstand drawer,” I told him.

Within minutes, I had both guys fucking me. I was in heaven. When a third cock pushed into my mouth, I came.

“God damn, you look so beautiful like that,” Mike told me as I almost gagged on Clark’s cock.

For the rest of the night, we fucked and fucked and fucked. We all fell asleep about six in the morning, a tangle of bodies on my marital bed.

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Here’s a short story that I’ve shared with some readers who have written to me. Hopefully, if you don’t get aroused by it, at least you will be amused.

Unlike my stories, this episode actually happened. Not one of my finest hours, but I was young and dumb and, as the saying goes, full of cum.

***

Sophomore year of college, and the last actual day I would be on campus for that year. There was a party – typical thing with cheap beer and Boone’s Farm wine. Probably don’t make that anymore but it was the most vile stuff grapes have even been associated with. What I liked about it most was that it wasn’t beer.

The party moves around and I’m in an apartment with a few guys I don’t know and a couple of guys I do know, one of whom is a guy I had been seeing (up until that night) off and on all that semester. There’s another girl there that I don’t know, so I feel comfortable. Just a bunch of long hairs and a couple of girls shooting the shit and getting loaded.

One of the guys suggests that it would be a good idea if we played strip poker. That doesn’t sound all that good to me, but it was the last day of school and all and I was going through a little wild streak after Ken (the love of my life up until then) and yours truly were done. We start playing poker and I’m doing good. Still have my socks and one shoe, not to mention everything else still on. One of the guys is down to his underwear and I remember his underwear were torn around the elastic top. The stuff you remember!

All of a sudden, I notice that the other girl had vanished. Maybe I was staring at the guy in his underwear when she left. Then I start losing. The socks are off and so are my jeans. Wasn’t wearing a bra so I got a free play when I lost for like the fifth time in a row. By then, I know that something is wrong with this card dealing, but I am confident that my semi-boyfriend will make sure that I’m okay.

My blouse bahçeşehir escort has to come off when, despite the mathematical chances of this happening, I lose once again. Now, regardless of how modest and ashamed I am about my breasts these days, back in my late teens I had a nice pair on me. Not big, but these babies jutted straight out, like they were in one of those pointed bras that Madonna wore for a while in the 90’s. Defied the law of gravity, and my nipples/aureoles were fat red cones that almost covered the ends of them. Wish I had a picture of them back then. THAT I would post anywhere.

I take off my top and I hear one of the guys exhale while another clears his throat and suddenly it’s very quiet in the room and all eyes are on me. I’m not hiding myself, so I guess I liked the attention.

“Told you,” my pseudo boyfriend said to everybody but me, and one guy growls and grunts a little.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Who cares?” I was told. “The party is just starting.”

Now other clothes are coming off. Dicks are swinging and springing around. I have my panties still on and they aren’t coming off.

“Here,” boyfriend says as he shows up beside me at the kitchen table, his dick hard and pointing at me and I almost fall off the chair.

“Not here,” I said, but he’s insistent.

I start sucking his dick and there’s a hand groping my tit and another on my lap. I slap that lower one away while my boyfriend tells everybody to stay cool.

Boyfriend comes in my mouth, and the fact that I swallowed his load seems to amaze the group. Four guys are now around my chair and as my boyfriend steps away another guy appears, dick in hand. I’m surrounded by a bunch of guys that look like Canned Heat.

“I promised them,” my boyfriend says. “Told them how cool you are.”

In 1973, this is the kind of girl I was when it came to oral sex. levent escort It made perfect sense to me. He promised these guys that I would suck their cocks so I did. Actually, like I have always maintained, you don’t do anything drunk that you don’t REALLY want to do, so I started sucking this guy’s cock too. He cums while hands play with my tits. Every once in a while a hand tries to get down below but I protest and boyfriend makes them stop, because he doesn’t get down there either.

Another dick and then another. I keep having to take drinks because my mouth is getting dry, but that’s fine with them. Drink up Marie! Hands continue to knead my tits and one guy is playing with the hair under my arms. Probably not thrilling to a guy in 2010 – armpit hair on a girl – but back in the early 70’s we were all free-spirits or pretending to be, and a lot of guys liked that hippie look. Ken had asked me not to shave when we were dating and so, since I wasn’t very hairy and the hair was so light it was nearly invisible, I had gone along with it for a time.

The four of them – all white guys by the way – all get off and now my boyfriend is back for more. He tells me how he got hard watching me take care of his friends and whispers in my ear that he loves me and is proud of me. By the way, he adds, maybe this would be a good time to have sex, as in real sex. Intercourse. There’s a bedroom we can use.

No.

Boyfriend cums in my mouth. Ever have five guys cum in your mouth? Well, no I know you haven’t. Technically it was four guys cumming once and my boyfriend twice, and now I realize that they’re coming around for seconds. No no no.

“I gotta go,” I say trying to put on my blouse while guys are still playing with my tits. Not easy. I put it on backwards but don’t care, because if I had any kind of a reputation an hour ago it was disappearing fast now. “We gotta go.”

“One eyüp escort more,” my boyfriend says as I look down and see that I’ve got my blouse on backwards. “It’s his apartment. You gotta.”

Another cock, and this is a new one. Attached to a darker skinned guy. An Indian, Feather not dot. There were a lot of Native Americans in that area of very upstate New York, and I guess I’m on his turf and expected to pay rent for the joy of having my mouth used as a sperm bank in his dump. If boyfriend thinks this guy is owed a blow job, maybe he should do it, I think… but don’t say.

This cock is dark, short, fat and uncircumcised. The second uncircumcised one I’d ever seen and I’m not a fan. That comes from an experience that I would like to share but can’t here.

His cock tastes like he kept it a sweat locker. Nasty fat dick that I try to get off really fast, but of course he’s a dawdler. Finally he cums and I get up and look for the door. His cum was so bitter and his dick was so rank that the combination had my eyes were watering and I couldn’t see. Boyfriend helps me find my way to the door and I almost fall down the stairs when I start running after hearing one of these guys ask, “Ain’t we gonna fuck her?”

I make it out to the street just in time to projectile vomit the half gallon cocktail of cheap wine and semen I had consumed during this “party”. Boyfriend asks if I’m alright?!?!?! I throw up on his pants for an answer. On purpose. My only regret was that he didn’t get the first volley, which was more impressive.

I tried to put a little humorous angle to this, because to be honest, up until the end it wasn’t all that bad. I got to show off my titties and I sucked a few dicks of guys that I thankfully would never see again, including my alleged boyfriend. Marie’s walk on the wild side. Today, there would be pictured of that episode all over the Internet because these asses would have had their phones out capturing those precious moments for the whole world to see. God bless the 70’s.

So in answer to the frequently asked question about how wild I was sexually in my real life, that is my one and only sexual experience with more than one person.

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Today was always going to be a bad day, or so I thought. Catherine and I had argued since getting up, a continuing argument about whether we were ever going to get engaged. Cat was all in favour, I was dead set against it. No other reason except I hated the idea of being bottled in, restricted.

The immediate effect of this was on our sex life. At 23, I was still horny day or night but Cat, only a year younger, was more selective about when and how we made love. She was also less inventive than when we met, anything more than straight coupling was infrequent.

Cat’s body was, however, a reward in waiting for the man lucky enough to bed her and was the main reason I persevered with our off and on relationship. A good 5′ 8″ she fitted my frame perfectly and her body had full curves without an ounce of spare fat, nothing sagging and magnificent full rounded breasts standing proud and firm. Her legs, when they finally opened, were long, well muscled and hidden within was the sweetest pussy on earth.

So, today, first thing, with my cock the victim of a fierce morning wood, when she turned to me in our bed I placed a hand on her breast and slipped it steadily downwards as far as her oval navel before it was brushed aside with a curse. I got up and headed to the bathroom. My best chance of release was now by jack.

We dressed in silence although I took the opportunity to sneak a peek at her comely snatch with a short Brazilian cut pointing down to her pink slit. I was tempted again to try my luck but a single glance at her face would have disabused me of that idea. We ate, also in silence, and neither of us spoke as we set off for our respective jobs in the heart of the city. Our small flat was beautifully appointed, a short drive to the city. One single spacious bedroom, a massive lounge and smaller but perfectly serviceable kitchen come dining room. It took both our salaries to afford it and consequentially Cat would throw this fact in my face when I argued against formalising our relationship.

CHAPTER 2

My work day passed with interminable slowness. We were due to head to an out of town store to view some new furniture after work so I was glad to quit the office and find Cat waiting for me by our car in the underground car park. I was relieved to see that her bad mood appeared to have passed and that she was pleased to see me again, or that was what her passionate kiss told me.

I looked around and saw that we were alone except for an old man putting his shopping in a car some distance away. I fondled her breast and she pushed her body against me grinding her stiff nipple into my palm. Emboldened, I slid a hand under the waistband of her business suit. I met no resistance. My hand found the hem of her panties and pushed them aside. Her wetness surprised me. She opened her legs, leaning against the car door to give me access.

Her waistband strained as I thrust my hand and forearm deep to run my index finger across her sex. Her legs closed to grip me as I circled her firm clitoris. She moaned and arched her back. My finger found the lips of her womanhood and I thrust my middle finger as deep as I could into the hot wetness. I searched for the sponginess of her ‘G’ spot with my finger. Her hand reached the zip of my pants and slid it down, reaching inside for my hardness.

Suddenly she tensed and I sensed something was not right. “What is it?” I asked.

“Look!” she answered and I could hear the fear in her voice.

Withdrawing my hand I swivelled round and saw a tall, menacing figure just a few yards in front of us.

“Well, Buddy, seems to be my lucky day.” a rough deep voice growled. “A sweet car and a sweet pussy. I think I’ll have the pussy first since you were good enough to warm her up for me.” The man held a short bat and pointed it threateningly at us. “Step away from the slut. Step right away and lie down over there.” he continued motioning to the left of the car.

I started to move and Cat screamed, a loud piercing scream that assaulted the ears and went on and on battering our senses. Momentarily startled by the overwhelming power of her voice, our assailant lost focus and I took the opportunity to launch myself at him. By incredible fortune my shoulder hit him in the midriff and we went down together.

“In the car, Cat! Now! Hurry.” I yelled. She threw herself into the driving seat and turned the key. Big Bad was rolling over and getting to his knees. The starter whined but the engine didn’t catch.

“Damn!” she screamed. “Start you fucker!” she shouted at the unresponsive engine. As if in response to her invective the engine caught and then roared. Big Bad was on his feet and moving towards the car.

“Drive, Cat!” I yelled.

She threw the car into gear and the car sprang forward, the driver’s door slamming shut on her. Big Bad watched her shoot forward, narrowly missing another vehicle and then he turned slowly towards me.

“You’re gonna pay for that motherfucker.” he growled. “Maybe I’ll take it out of your ass instead.”

I maslak escort had gained my feet just as the car passed me. I ran, but in the opposite direction. Still partially winded by my shoulder charge and torn by the choice, Big Bad headed after the car which had stopped no more than fifty feet away. Cat saw her danger and sped off, taking the exit ramp almost on two wheels. In a flash he realised that he had lost both of us as I banged open the stairs door and hurtled up the steps.

I regained the street to find Cat waiting for me by the sidewalk with the passenger door wide. I sprinted forward and gained my seat. I slammed the door shut just as Big Bad appeared in the doorway. Suddenly full of bravado I rolled down my window and hurled a single finger at him. Screaming with laughter from the release of incredible tension we sped off into the late afternoon sun.

CHAPTER 3

Despite the fabulous shadows thrown over the landscapes by the setting sun we were silent on the drive to the mall. The realisation of exactly how close we had come to rape, injury and possible death had driven all thoughts of pleasure from our minds. The furniture store was recently opened in a brand new retail mall some ten miles from the freeway. Access was down a winding country road with no turnoff along it and we were glad to finally pull up at the side of the store. Clouds were heading our way and we both wanted to get home as soon as possible.

We checked out the furniture. It wasn’t going to work for either of us so we headed out to the car. The clouds had decided to hit us with a real downpour and before we got to the car we were soaked. I took over the driving because Cat hates driving in the rain. We had got halfway down the winding road when we turned a corner and almost tail-ended a beautiful Mercedes sports car slewed across the road. A youngish man, about Cat’s age was struggling with a tyre iron on the nuts of the low profile tyres, one of which was flatter than the flattest pancake.

I looked at Cat and she nodded. Damn, I was going to have to get wet. Resignedly I stepped out of the car, hunched slightly against the driving rain. I glanced at his wheel and realised that he would never get that wheel off with what he held in his hands. He looked up at me and shrugged his shoulders.

“Any idea how to fix this?” he asked. “Not with what you’ve got there.” I answered. “Are those the only tools you’ve got?”

“‘Fraid so.” He grimaced.

“Step over to our car.” I said “You can be dry while you call a tow.”

He turned to look at our car with indecision on his face and then beckoned to his own car. The passenger door opened and a long shapely leg peeked out, then withdrew. He gestured again and this time the leg was followed by a slim body and finally a head crowned with luscious black hair cascading over her shoulders. She stood momentarily, protecting her head from the rain with a tan leather briefcase. I ushered them both into the back seats of our vehicle and explained to Cat that they needed to call a garage. I checked around the Mercedes, closing all the doors and putting away the tools and shutting the trunk.

By the time I regained my seat there was a fast flowing animated conversation going on with Cat talking twenty to the dozen and the other woman talking even faster. I checked out the pair and was impressed by what I saw. He wore an expensive suit with fine leather shoes and her dress was clearly from one of the top designer houses. Her body made mine react immediately. I felt a sudden drop in the pit of my stomach as I recognised her true beauty which outshone Cat’s sultry prettiness.

“Hey, hun.” Cat interrupted her flow for a second. “How long is this going to take? These poor people are soaked and it’s getting dark.”

“I guess a couple of hours at least, depending on when a tow truck can get to us.” I observed.

“Damn, hun! Can’t you do something?” Her faith in my all-encompassing ability was touching.

“Best thing is to make the car safe and then get them to somewhere they can hail a cab.”

“Could you help me with that?” the guy asked.

“Sure. Let’s push it to the curb and lock it up.” I answered.

He was out of the car and back into the rain instantly. We ran over to his car and I pushed while he steered it into the curb. I left him to lock up and slid, wetly, into my driving seat. The conversation was back to full flow and I ignored it while I started the engine, switched on headlights and prepared to set off.

We hit the freeway in less than ten minutes. Dense traffic with spray hitting the windshield and making visibility hard and driving even harder. I became aware of two things. One, the conversation had suddenly stopped and the silence was deafening. Two, Cat was looking at me and waiting for my attention to be hers. Finally we hit a standstill in the traffic and I turned to her.

“Daniel, hun, these poor people are soaking. We can’t just drop them off at a cab rank. Could we take them home and kayaşehir escort let them dry off, maybe get some food inside them, then they can call a cab from there. Samantha tells me they live not too far from us, at that new apartment block across the park.” Her eyes were almost pleading and I couldn’t understand why.

I checked out the pair in my rear view mirror. Bedraggled and shivering with cold. The man’s suit was already showing signs of a terminal soaking. This didn’t really fit with my plans for Cat tonight. Our earlier brush with danger had awakened a deep desire for closeness with her. I resignedly nodded and received a brilliant smile from the woman that Cat had called Samantha. The smile kicked open that trapdoor in my stomach all over again.

I drove further and soon the traffic cleared and we were outside the flat. Cat shepherded the couple up the steps and into the lounge while I locked up and checked for mail. By the time I had shucked off my soaked bomber jacket and settled myself on one of our two large couches Cat had led them to our bathroom and thrown in a couple of heavy towelling gowns with instruction not to come out until they were clean dry and comfortable.

I checked Cat and she seemed in unusually good spirits.

“What do you want to eat?” I asked the couple when they had settled. We settled on Thai from the local takeaway to be delivered and, now that the bedroom was free, I went to change my own wet clothes for some jogging pants and a tee. I came out to see something unexpected. The man was sitting on the other couch with Cat and he was sitting close – I mean really close. This left me with no other option but to sit next to his wife, Samantha. She drew her legs up tight as if to avoid all contact with me. She pulled the hood of the bathrobe over her head, partially obscuring her face. I looked across at Cat but she seemed unconcerned by his closeness.

“Peter, here is an attorney. He and Sam both work in the city but she’s a model. He tells me she earns thousands for every shoot.” Cat seemed entranced. Peter nodded.

“He defended the rapper that got caught with a pile of drugs last year. Got him off too!” She patted his arm proprietarily.

The doorbell rang and she got up to collect the food leaving Peter alone for a moment. We filed into the dining kitchen as Cat served the food. Once again I found myself sat next to a silent Samantha, with Peter sitting himself next to Cat’s empty seat. We ate and the conversation flowed but Sam took little part, contenting herself with the occasional non-committal comment.

Finally we moved back to the lounge and immediately Cat went to sit at Peter’s side.

“Get us all some drinks, hun. ” she suggested. I poured some stiff whiskies from the drinks cabinet and turned back to see that Peter was unhurriedly unbuttoning the top buttons of Cat’s sheer blouse. She was looking at me directly, inviting me to respond. I sat the drinks down. While I was not happy with this turn of events, I had to admit that the sight of another man touching my woman excited me, made my heart beat a little faster and stronger.

My choice was either to sit across from them next to the unresponsive Sam or face the situation head on and make the best of it. Clearly Cat wasn’t unhappy with Peter’s actions. She stretched and arched her back, bringing her breasts towards Peter’s busy hands. Damn but she looked hot. I decided to take control and moved to sit on the arm of the couch by her side. As Peter reached the last button and the blouse fell open I reached in and stroked her breast under her pale blue lacy bra. Her nipple reacted immediately as my hand glided over it.

Peter reached up and followed my actions fondling her other breast slowly and gently. Cat leant in to him breathing softly against his neck. I teased the top of her bra cup downwards giving me space to touch the areola and tease the exposed nipple. She reached behind her and unhooked the bra before dropping her arms to her side again. In a coordinated action Peter and I lifted the bra completely away and dropped it to the floor.

I looked over at Sam who seemed to have fallen asleep, she was certainly not going to be taking any part in this. I stroked Cat’s hair as Peter leaned forward to take her nipple between his lips. She moaned and reached towards me with her free hand caressing the bulge rapidly and obviously forming in my jogging pants. This was rapidly getting interesting. I realised now that it was inevitable that I would be intricately involved while another man fucked my future wife. Oh, yes – this was now in my mind too?

Cat’s stroking became stronger and suddenly she reached into my waistband, pulling the front down and releasing my erection. I felt her hand almost circle my shaft and squeeze tightly. She moaned again and I could se why. Peter had discarded the breast and was pushing his hand down into her skirt where my hand had lingered erotically just a few hours earlier. Watching him tease her was exhilarating. I ataköy escort bayan had never watched my girl responding to another’s touch. Her hand rose to the top of my shaft and her finger traced the shape of the head sliding in my precum which had already formed at the top in little pearly beads.

Peter moved forward onto his knees in front of my darling. She shifted over and I slid into the gap. Clearly Peter was intent on eating her out and I rather fancied watching how another man would do it. He reached up to unzip her skirt and she obligingly thrust her hips forward to ease the process. All the time she never once let go of my cock which was now at full mast. Her skirt fell to her knees and Peter drew it round and off her ankles, kissing them as he did so. Cat was now naked except for the panties which matched the bra lying discarded on the floor.

Peter grinned at me as he slid the crotch of her panties to one side, exposing her rich red pussy lips already glistening with her juices. As I watched my wife arch her back in passion he bent and buried his head in her heaving cunt. I could just see his fat tongue lapping away at her clit, each stroke making her jerk and shiver. If I knew Cat she would be cumming in seconds and he was going to get the biggest surprise of his adult life when she did.

Her hand was jerking uncontrollably on my cock so I knelt on the arm of the couch and offered it to her mouth. I slapped her lips with my hard shaft, leaving a smear of pre-cum on her lips which she eagerly licked away. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open so I slipped my cockhead between her lips. As she closed them around the helmet she came, noisily, screaming my name again and again. I knew that at this moment she would be gushing cum everywhere and my new acquaintance would be struggling to cope. Sure enough I heard him gulping and coughing as he drank deep of her fuck juice.

Cat relaxed slightly and began to concentrate in the throbbing lump in her mouth. Her tongue started an intricate dance over my cockhead, lapping along the corona and tickling the frenulum. Her hand gripped the base and waggled the rigid shaft around her mouth, protecting it from her teeth by her outstretched tongue and curled upper lip. Then she bobbed her head backwards and forwards slipping my cock to the entrance to her throat.

“Ah, Yes!” I murmured as her lips slid down my shaft. “God, Cat, that is so good.”

I glanced down to see Peter sliding two thick fingers into her hole. My wife was being fingered by a stranger and it was making me feel as horny as a ram. I looked over to the other couch where Sam was sleeping like a baby, oblivious to her husband finger fucking another woman. Back to Peter and I could see his technique was flawless, two fingers in her hole and thumb massaging her swollen clit. She was jerking her ass forwards, trying to swallow his fingers deep into her cunt as she swallowed my cock into her mouth.

Suddenly she relaxed her throat muscles and my cock was drawn deeper until my shaved balls were sliding on the drool coating her chin. The throat muscles gripping my cock took me over the edge and I felt my cock jerk as cum shot up the shaft and straight down her throat. She gulped and swallowed hastily as a second load followed the first. I pulled back quickly and a third load hit her lips and my shaft flopped out.

“Fuck!” I said as my cum slid down her lips.

“Fuck, Yes!” she howled as she licked her lips and jerked her pussy to Peter’s thrusting.

I got off the couch and stood watching, my cock dripping on the floor as Peter withdrew his fingers, slipped his robe off and probed the entrance to her sex with a massive thick veined cock. He held her hips stead with both hands as he eased the head past her inner lips, stretching them wider than she imagined possible.

“Ow, God! You’re too big!”, she cried as her cunt lips parted and his helmet slid in.

Peter’s response was to draw her hips forward, impaling her with his rod. As he thrust another couple of inches into her, my darling wife moaned first with pain but then with pleasure as the thick knob filled her, slipping along the ridges of her cunt walls, driving slowly, deeply towards her cervix. As she moaned and grunted with bliss she tensed first one internal muscle then another, sucking his manhood deeper into him. Soon he was kneeling balls deep in my woman and he began a slow, tantalising withdrawing and thrusting, sliding out until only his cockhead was hidden then driving in until his balls touched her ass ring. He was merciless. The more she groaned for him the slower he went, edging her, keeping her just short of orgasm.

“Fuck me! Harder!. Oh, please, please fuck me harder. Make me cum, I want your cum in me” She wailed, begging him for release.

Now he was deep in her, Peter transferred his grip higher, on to her fat heaving breasts. Each hand pummelled and squeezed her tits as he continued the slow glide into her streaming pussy. The man was a master, controlling and rewarding his sub, preventing her cumming but driving her towards a climax. Lost in admiration, I began to stroke my limp cock, bringing it to life again. I stood over Sam’s sleeping form as I fondled my balls, hoping she might wake to the howling coming from a few feet away. Wondering what her response would be.

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Relishing the cold, winter air hitting her lungs, Kate was pounding the streets on her daily run. Closing in the 8 mile mark, the traffic was building as she returned to town. Dressed for running, her toned body was receiving attention from the male drivers as the cars slowed due to traffic.

“Hey love, fantastic arse!” yelled a van driver as it sped past.

Kate beamed with pride at the comment, the hard work to do 5-8 miles a day had toned her body, even in her early forties, to a state which simply demanded attention. Flicking to the next tune on her iPod, she powered on back into town.

As the traffic slowed due to red lights, Kate started to catch up to the same van driver who had yelled the compliment. Trying not to smile, she fixed her neutral expression and ran past the van, who tooted his horn as she passed, making her smile once more. Kate continued as the traffic started to move again, but didn’t need to look over her shoulder to realise that the van was just behind her again, she could feel the eyes on her lycra clad backside, as she ran.

As she neared a major crossroads, the lights turned to red, forcing both her and the traffic to stop, but Kate still had a plan. Jogging on the spot at the pedestrian crossing section, she looked left and right. To her right, she could see the female passenger was glaring at her, but the male driver was undressing her with his eyes; to the left, nothing, but she did see her admirer in the van approaching. Kate then jumped into an open stance, and bent over to touch her left than right toes. At this point, a couple of things happened: the pale blue running leggings were stretched even further across her taut bum, almost appearing to go translucent, revealing to the world that she wasn’t wearing underwear; and secondly, with his attention on her backside, the van driver bumped into the car with the glaring woman.

The lights turned green for Kate and she set off, immediately back at pace as angry words were exchanged further and further behind her, an excited buzz coursing through her veins at the thought that her backside had been centre of attention.

Back at home, Kate peeled herself out of her Lycra, admiring her toned body in the bathroom mirror as the shower warmed up. She turned round and looking over her shoulder, recreated the pose that had caused the bump.

“Oh my god” she thought, “Would they have seen that much through my leggings?”

Putting on the tight leggings again was more difficult due to her moist legs than she thought it was going to be. Kate struggled back into the leggings, then bent over, recreating the pose.

“Good god, they are see-through.” She exclaimed to herself, “No wonder he was staring at me.”

Stripping off the leggings, she jumped into the shower. Firstly washing her auburn hair, then soaping her entire body with foam. Kate’s hands lingering on her small, but perfectly formed boobs, and her waxed pussy, still tingling from the run and the events from the run. Placing one hand against the shower wall in front of her, she let the shower rinse the soap from her body, as she started to play gently with herself. Having always been vocal, her gentle moans of pleasure increased in volume as the pressure to her pussy increased. Kate was soaking wet, and it was touch and go whether this was due to the shower or her fingers slipping between her lips and rubbing her clitoris. Kate knew she had been turned on, but replaying the scene in her mind, knowing just how much the van driver could see, was driving her mad with passion as her fingers gave herself so much pleasure. Kate could feel her orgasm starting to build, her legs started to shake and her breathing coming in gasps as she no longer could hold herself up. Pushing back from the wall she slipped to the corner of the shower, both hands now devoted to reaching orgasm, one hand slipping two fingers into her tight pussy, the other teasing her clitoris mercilessly. Gasping louder and louder, she started to work her pussy as hard as possible.

“AHHHHHHHGGGGHHH!” Was all Kate could utter as her orgasm started to build and her legs gave way, helplessly sliding down the shower wall to the floor as her legs started to shake, whilst she moaned in pleasure. Sat on the shower floor, Kate devoted all her attention to her tight slit, and direct pressure to her clit.

“FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK! güngören escort YES! YES! YES!” Was all she could utter before the orgasm peaked throughout her body, she could see stars, and wanted it to last forever.

It took Kate a good few minutes of panting to catch her breath once more, and a few minutes more before she could trust her legs to hold her up. Turning off the shower, she exited, grabbing a towel and started to dry herself off.

Whilst blow drying her hair, Kate’s phone buzzed with a text message from her husband Stephen.

“Honey, having to finish something at work before I can leave. It’s going to be tomorrow before I can get home. Sx.”

“Shit.” Was all the Kate could utter.

They’d made plans for tonight, she also had plans to screw his brains out, that would have to change. However, at the moment, she was still naked and had her hair to finish off before she could do anything about tonight.

“How thoughtless of him” she thought “I’ve had my done, got my nails done and I’m freshly waxed. Doesn’t he know what he’s missing.”

Annoyed and frustrated, Kate finished her hair, then stood to admire herself in the mirror.

“No point letting it go to waste.” She said to herself, then dressed in yoga pants a simple off the shoulder t-shirt, both of which showed off the fact that she was wearing sexy underwear.

Later that day, Kate had resolved to go out for the evening, she was going to enjoy her night out she’d planned, with or without her husband.

As Kate walked into the hotel restaurant, she felt a number of eyes land upon her body. Dressed elegantly in a halter neck, black dress, which barely covered her stocking tops, patent 4″ inch heels and a glitzy clutch bag, she confidently walked across to her table following the young waitress. Kate didn’t need to rush, she was in heels after all, and anyway, the longer she took to get to her table, the longer others would get to see her. As she passed a table of an elderly couple, Kate heard the old woman say,

“You can put your tongue back in your mouth, Richard.”

Kate handed the waitress her coat, revealing that her halter neck was backless, and that she wasn’t wearing a bra, then sat so she could look back into the restaurant, but mostly so that others could see her. Returning with her bottle of wine and a glass, Kate poured herself a glass and started to choose her meal.

The waitress returned to take her order, and the menu away, and Kate sat back to take in the room. Although the the room was filled with tables of people, the most attention she was receiving was from a table of two men about 15 feet away from her. Clearly not a gay couple (they’d continued to do more than just undress her with their eyes since she’d walked in), she pegged them as business men on a trip.

Whilst in the middle of her meal, the waitress appeared with a drink.

“From the two gentlemen, on the table over there.” She said, indicating the table with the two business men.

Kate raised her glass to the two men, before mentioning,

“I will have to go thank them in person.” Smiling to the two men.

When the waitress took her meal away, Kate stood and clipped over to the table with the two men, placing her hand on one of their shoulders, she said softly,

“Thank you for my drink, my husband couldn’t make it tonight, and I always like having a man buy me drinks.”

One of the guys virtually choked on his mouthful of food, before the older of the two said,

“Well, maybe we could buy you another in the bar when you’ve finished?”

Kate beamed warmly, she had these guys just where she wanted them.

“That would be lovely.” She said.

Returning to her table, she savoured her drink, before paying and retiring to the bar, taking a seat on a high stool in the centre of the bar. The barman swiftly asking for and delivering her drink with a genuine smile, which Kate returned.

Kate was quickly joined by the two men, and Kate gestured to them to sit one each side. Waving to the barman, more drinks quickly appeared for the two men as small talk took over. However, Kate was surprised when one of the guys said,

“Is your husband fucking stupid? There’s no way I’d stand you up looking that fucking hot.”

Kate grinned as the compliment elicited a surge esenler escort of electricity through her body. Kate responded with,

“Well, I see that you are also married, does Mrs know you are buying hot women drinks in a hotel?”

This comment resulted in a blush from the guy, before the other man laughed and responded,

“What the wife doesn’t know, won’t hurt her. I’d fuck your bloody brains out if I got the chance.”

Kate laughed, but that comment had turned her on. Placing her hand in his thigh, she looked demurely up at him and said,

“Baby, you have no what you would let yourself in for.”

From that moment on, the talk was filled with innuendo, both men being more and more forward, with Kate being more and more turned on by the thought of two men wanting her so badly.

After a number of drinks, Kate asked the two men,

“Do you have a room here, because I think we should retire from the bar guys.”

Kate had said it, maybe it was the drink talking, but she was craving some physical contact, and a good fucking. At this point in time, she didn’t care which one it was. In fact, at this point in time, she didn’t care if it was both of them at the same time.

“I’m in room 265, come this way.” With that, the trio walked off, Kate in the middle of the 2 guys as they wandered out of the bar.

Entering the room, Kate was offered a drink from the mini bar, which she took, sitting on a single seat, legs crossed, stocking tops obvious.

“Well, guys I don’t care who fucks me, but I need to get out of this dress and be fucked. Who’s going to be the one.”

The guys looked as if they would trip over their tongues at this statement, and were even more dumbstruck as Kate stood, untied the halter neck dress and shimmied out of it. Standing wearing only heels, stockings and a smile, she looked astounding.

“Fucking hell.” Was all the guys should say.

Kate sashayed over to the bed, where she crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees, ass up. Meanwhile, the guys were tearing off their clothes, Kate pouncing on the first one to expose their underwear, grabbing the guy through his underwear with a satisfying moan coming from her lips as she did.

The other guy, Kate didn’t even remember his name, was the first to get naked and he started to maul her boobs, rolling and squeezing her nipples making her truly turned on. Kate took her attention off the quickly hardening cock in the boxers, and looking over her shoulder, said huskily,

“If you want to make me wet, eat my pussy.”

As if this was an order, he swiftly moved his attention from her boobs to her bare pussy pointing at him.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm, oh yes, your wife must love when you do that.” She said happily.

Kate returned her attention to the man in front of her, who had rid himself from his underwear, his thick cock stood to attention. Kate took it in her left hand before looking the man in his eyes and kissing the tip of his cock. She parted her lips and her tongue flicked the tip briefly, moans of appreciation from its owner. Then she locked eyes with him again and sunk her mouth greedily down, struggling with his girth, she still managed to deepthroat him, her nose rubbing against his body.

“Oh my fucking god, not even my wife had done that to me. You suck cock better than a bloody hooker.”

Kate slipped her lips off his cock and said,

“That’s what my husband says, I wonder how you boys know what a hooker’s blow jobs are like?” She said wickedly.

The man eating her pussy, clearly thought Kate was ready, as he’d moved back into his knees and was aiming his longer, but less thick, cock at her very wet slit.

“UggghhMMMMMHHHH!, GOD that feels good.” Kate moaned loudly as he started to slip into her warm and very wet pussy.

He started to slide half his length into her in slow strokes.

“That is one hot pussy. You are so fucking wet.”

“I told you I would be if you ate my pussy. Now fuck me with that cock.”

Needing no further invitation, as he slowly withdrew and slammed all the way in, slapping loudly against her ass cheeks.

“UUUGGHHMMMMM.” Kate loves the noise of flesh slapping against flesh.

Fucking Kate with long, slow strokes, the guy to her rear reached forward and actually high-fived sarıyer escort the guy getting his cock sucked by Kate’s hungry mouth. Kate was struggling to concentrate on sucking the cock in front of her due to the fucking.

“MMMMMPPPFFFTT, mmmmhhh, UGHHMMMPFFFT.”

“Man, I want to fuck that pussy, move.”

Blowjob guy, now became Fucker and vice versa in Kate’s mind. She didn’t care anymore she just wanted to suck cock whilst getting fucked. Kate’s attention was again placed on the cock in front of her, which she again demonstrated her skill and deepthroated the longer cock, suppressing a gag.

“Fucking unbelievable, she is an incredible cock sucker.”

Meanwhile, the thicker cock was nudging against her very wet lips of her bald pussy in a most delightful way. Then he started to exert more pressure and the head of the thick cock popped in.

“MMMMMPPPFFFFPPPTTT FFFFUCCCCK” wailed Kate as the thicker cock stretched her pussy.

However “Thick” simply slapped her ass and pushed in another inch or so.

“Ohhhh YES.”

Again, Thick slapped her ass, pulled out, then pushed slowly back in all the way to the hilt. Making Kate literally purr as she sucked “Long” in front of her. Thick started to fuck with slow steady strokes, making Kate grunt in pleasure every time he bottomed out. Kate was in heaven, she loved being fucked, the spit roasting was even better than she thought it could be and the excitement was making her orgasm build quicker than normal.

“Look at her fucking legs, they are shaking.” Said Thick as his thighs slapped against Kate’s tight ass.

“Mmmmmm. YES, DON’T STOP.” Kate said as she slipped her mouth off Long. “Fuck me till I come.”

She then turned round to look at Thick, then Long before she said,

“But you are both going to come on my face.” She said with a wicked smile.

This statement spurred on both guys, Long taking a handful of her auburn hair and guiding her back onto his cock, and Thick speeding up his thrusts. Kate could feel the orgasm nearing, her legs shaking, as she concentrated on sucking the cock in front of her. The sensation of being stretched by Thick was incredible though. Kate braved moving a hand down to her pussy in order to finger her clit. Rubbing her engorged clit in a circular motion was enough to maximise her pleasure and she started to really get noisy.

“MMMMMMMPPPPFFTTTT!” Was all she could managed with Long’s cock buried in her mouth. However, it did make him realise that she was ready to come and he withdrew.

“YYYYESSSSS, FUCK ME, MAKE ME COME!” She demanded loudly. If the room’s neighbour hadn’t already guessed what was happening, they had no doubt now.

“MMMMMMMHHHHH, YYYESSS. I’M COMING.”

With that, Kate’s arm slipped and her shoulders fell to the bed. Her whole body shaking, her pussy quivering & gripping Thick so tightly as her legs shook uncontrollably.

It was a few minutes before Kate could actually trust being able to sit upright, but a promise was a promise. Kate’s breath still coming in gasps, she slid off the bed and knelt in front of it, gesturing the two cocks towards her. It did not take the guys long to assume the position, so that Kate was holding their cocks, one in each hand. Kate started with Thick, licking her wetness of him, before plunging her lips down his cock. Then it was over to Long, angling him down to horizontal before deepthroating his length, swapping her gaze between the two men. Kate could tell the guys were enjoying this spectacle, they were so hard, and as only an expert cock-sucker can tell when a man is about to unload, she was prolonging this for the boys’ own benefit.

“God, I’m going to come.” Said Thick.

Kate pulled off Long and pumped Thick, head back, eyes half closed, mouth agape, tongue hanging out.

“I’m going to cover your fucking face.” He said as he started to shoot. Kate let his first shot fire, over her cheek and to her forehead, but eagerly swallowed his resulting spurts. She withdrew and showed Thick the mouthful she’d captured. This pushed Long over the edge.

“Coming.” Was all he could manage to say as he grabbed Kate’s chin and aimed. His first shot hit her chin, before she re-aimed and collected the remains in her mouth. Kate then scraped the stray shots up with a finger before sucking the come off, showing the guys the mouthful of come before swallowing in a gulp.

The two men collapsed on the bed in satisfaction, Kate stood, before picking up her dress and putting it on, then her coat. She picked up her purse, finished the drink that had been poured for her before the fucking, downed it, then left for home.

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Angie gave me that sly grin, so I sat next to her on the couch and relaxed, my legs spread. Her hand ran up my leg and her fingers slipped beneath the hem of my shorts. Glad I wore my baggies today. Her fingers crawled further up my leg as my cock slowly stiffened. I looked into her baby blues. She touched her tongue to her lips and narrowed her eyes. Man, it’s good to have a horny wife.

Her cousin Jennifer was spending the weekend with us before heading off to her freshman year in college, and was in the shower as we sat enjoying a few minutes alone.

“You sure you want to start something? She’ll be out any minute now,” I said.

She replied by taking my cock in her hand and firmly squeezing it.

“I guess we can finish later if we have to,” I said.

Turning her body toward me, she said, “I’m not worried, are you?”

As her hand continued its stroking inside my pants, I lay back and closed my eyes. What did she mean by that? She knew I was hot for her cousin. No, this couldn’t be what I thought. “Not if you aren’t,” I said.

“Good.” She stroked some more. “Do you like Jennifer’s new haircut?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“It’s been a couple months since we’ve seen her. She’s looking very grown up.”

“Uh huh,” I said.

“She’s getting a nice round ass,” she said.

“Yes, I noticed.”

“I know you noticed.”

I was getting very hard. Angie used to get jealous when I noticed other women. Not until a few years ago did she start loosening up, seeming to enjoy the fantasy. She asked who I thought about — I gave her a short list, and her cousin Jennifer was on it. The horniest I’ve ever been was when she let me pretend I was fucking Jennifer when I was drilling her. That was a couple years ago.

Angie whispered in my ear, “What do you want to do tonight?”

“I think you know,” I murmured.

“No. Tell me.”

I breathed deep as her hand stroked. “I want to fuck.”

“Who do you want to fuck?”

Here’s where the wrong answer can blow the whole day. “You know who I want to fuck.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

I took a breath. Some pre-cum began to rise as her hand squeezed my cock. “I want to fuck Jennifer.”

“Maybe I’ll let you.”

Oh, God it was hard not to come right then. The shower kept running. “Would you really do that?”

“Only if I can watch. Maybe we’ll both have you together.”

“What if she doesn’t want to?”

Angie smiled and kissed fatih escort me. “Jennifer and I have been talking.”

“Oh?”

With a muffled squeak the shower stopped running. My first instinct was to get Angie’s hand out of my pants, but I fought it. Instead, I reached up and caressed her cheek, then kissed her deeply and passionately.

The sounds of footsteps came down the hall.

“Close your eyes,” Angie whispered.

I did so, and leaned my head back on the couch. She went back to stroking my cock, though gently this time. I listened as the footsteps entered the room, and it was all I could do to keep from looking, knowing I’d see Jennifer. I wondered what she was wearing. Neither of them spoke.

I felt someone sit on the couch next to me.

Another hand touched my other leg. I smiled.

This new hand, smaller than my wife’s and more timid, slowly moved under my shorts and fumbled with my boxers. Angie let go of my cock and pushed it toward her cousin as Jennifer’s fingers reached the flesh of my rod. Oh, those sweet young hands, those eighteen year old fingers around my cock were a dream come true. I imagined Angie nodding her encouragement.

Then my wife’s hand slid out, and I felt her unbuttoning my shorts, followed by the zipper slowly going down.

Angie pulled my cock out and I opened my eyes a crack to watch her head descend upon it. The warmth and pressure of her mouth sent a wave of pleasure through me. I opened my eyes all the way and beheld Jennifer. Gorgeous young Jenny, staring at my cock.

She wore only a satin bathrobe.

Her hair was damp from the shower, but the short cut was sexy. Her full lips smiled when she turned to look at me, pretty brown eyes glistening.

I smiled at her, our eyes locking together. I’d waited years for this moment.

As Angie sucked on my cock, Jennifer moved closer to me. Her hand touched my face. Our lips met. I kissed her with a passion I’d never known, hoping I wasn’t about to cum too soon in Angie’s mouth. Not yet.

Angie pulled away and sat back. I felt her watching us. I didn’t care that I was kissing my wife’s cousin right in front of her; in fact, her approval made me much more horny than if we’d been doing this behind her back. My fingers ran through the hair on the back of her head, and my other hand touched her thigh, gently squeezing through the robe. With a noisy and delicious smack, our lips parted and we lay zeytinburnu escort back out of breath.

“You two really got it bad for each other,” Angie said.

I looked at Jennifer and we grinned.

“Yeah,” she said. “I’ve had my eye on him for a while.”

“Well, I’m hot for my hubbie, too.” Angie slipped a hand around my neck, turning me toward her, and kissed me. Her tongue probed me as her cousin’s had a moment before. She got up and sat over me, my cock pressing against the crotch of her jean shorts. “Well, I’m sorry I didn’t call you sooner, Jen. One weekend isn’t going to be enough to satisfy this guy. If I’d known this was going to go like this-” She pulled her T-shirt off.

My wife looked great for thirty. Just a slight bulge around the belly, nice curves. Tits still perky, thighs still firm and smooth. She moved over my cock like a lap dancer, driving me wild. Jennifer watched with wide eyes and a grin.

“Here, unhook me, Jen.” She turned her back to her cousin who, hesitatingly, took the bra strap in her fingers and worked the clips apart. Angie slid the strap off her left shoulder and lifted her arm through it.

I reached out and slid the right strap off.

Jennifer giggled.

“Take his shirt off,” Angie said.

“Ok.” She lifted my T-shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor, and placed her warm soft hands on my chest.

I put my arm around her and held her close, kissing the top of her head, as Angie kept slowly riding me. I told Jennifer, “get her bra off.”

To my surprise, she grabbed it and pulled it off, tossing it with my T-shirt. Angie’s gorgeous boobs sprang free, nipples hard and red. “Woo-hoo!” Jennifer shouted.

“You’re not going to keep that robe on, are you?” I said.

“Yeah, you can’t let us be the only ones undressed,” said Angie.

I found the sash and untied it, then slipped my hand inside and around her waste, feeling the soft flesh of her belly, then moved my hand slowly upward until I felt her breast.

“Ooh, squeeze it, honey,” Angie said.

Her young breast felt soft, the nipple tender. I pulled back the robe, exposing it, then pulled the other side so I could bend down and kiss it. Wondering if she liked them sucked the way Angie does, I tried it. Her groan seemed to answer my question.

“Suck it, baby,” Angie said, squeezing my thighs between hers. “Suck both of them.”

Jennifer closed her bağcılar escort eyes as I took her other breast in my mouth. With my left hand, I pushed aside the robe from her thigh, and stroked her leg. Feeling her soft bush, I grabbed her crotch and felt her moist heat. Then I kissed her lips again as she bucked to meet the pressure of my hand.

“Isn’t he a good kisser?” Angie said.

“Mm-hmm,” she said, not breaking our kiss.

“Don’t forget about me, hon.”

I turned and watched Angie stand up, and reached to unbutton her pants as she’d done mine. They were tight and needed to be peeled off. Her underwear came half way down with them, but I left them on for now. I touched the wet spot.

“I love my horny wife,” I said to Jennifer.

She giggled and said, “Why don’t you two show me how it’s done?”

“Oh, now that’s a great idea,” Angie said.

I slid my hands up her thighs, and between her skin and underwear. Slowly sliding down, I pulled them off.

“Do you shave it?” Jennifer said.

“Uh huh.” Angie pulled my pants down as I lifted myself off the couch, taking my underwear with in one motion. She took Jennifer’s hand and placed it on my cock. “Just squeeze it hard, and move your hand up and down. That’s what he likes.”

“Like this?”

“Yeah.”

The tip of my cock was touching Angie’s pussy lips, and I was sure Jennifer’s hand was touching her. Did she mind touching another woman? Was I going to get a special bonus?

Angie touched herself. “I’m plenty wet now, so stick it in me.”

Jennifer moved her head so she could see closer, pushing my cock back and forth against Angie’s lips, finding the way in.

“Right there, honey.”

She pushed it up, and my cock slid in. Angie moved her body down, enveloping my cock, and we rocked slowly.

I put my arms around my wife and pulled her to me. We kissed, and I watched Jennifer’s eyes looking at our bodies. Her lips were parted in a slight smile, and her hand went to her crotch. She started to play with herself.

When Angie and I found that spot that drives her wild, we held ourselves there. Her eyes squeezed shut. Our movements were small, the tension strong. I felt her jerk. Her legs twitched. “Mmm!” she said. “Uuuuuh!”

We relaxed, Angie slumped over me, facing her cousin, panting. Her wild blonde hair softly tickled my face and I held her tight.

“That looked awesome,” Jennifer said, nodding her head.

Angie reached for Jennifer’s hand and held it. “That was just a small one. He can make me howl like a coyote sometimes.”

“I can make myself cum pretty well,” Jennifer said. “But you two are like pros.”

“Well, my hubby’s going to teach you to fuck like a pro, then. And I’m going to help.”

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Lately, I have been wondering what it would be like to be with two men that fuck each other with me with them watching and partaking.

I have been seeing Rob, who was very open with me about his thirst for men.

I have also being seeing Don. Don found me on an adult playing site. He answered my call for a younger man that was wondering what it would be like to be with an older, voluptuous women. Don is also married and has two little girls

Rob is a soft-spoken man, married man with two kids. His sex life with his wife was ok, but he was hungry for something else. A man’s cock. He couldn’t tell his wife that… she just wouldn’t understand. So, Rob went in search of his dream.

I do not intend to stay with either man. They both know this from the start. Also that they would be very safe about me not telling anyone about us. However, they didn’t know about each other. Neither did I know about these two men meeting up with each other. They had each found each other on the same site as Don & Rob found me.

I know it’s confusing but bare with me.

Don is a handsome man, beautiful blue eyes, dark short hair, & a soft almost shy smile. His lips are soft and hungry for kisses. He is very well built, muscular, and a cock that is mmm, mmm, good!! His cock is thick and long .We meet on several occasions as he works here in town.

Rob is a bit thinner, a little older, sandy blonde hair with a few streaks of greying in the temples making him look so sexy. He is a very hairy man, alllllll over his body and a cock that loves to be sucked. He loves to bring his toys to play with as well.

I have just met Rob and we talked about maybe getting another man to join us. However, that was going to be later as we were still in the exploring stages. He has a wonderful touch, soft and tender.

I was e-mailing them both pics of my tits I just took after my surgery. (I just had Open Heart Surgery). I was hoping that the scar wasn’t going to scare them off.

Rob had noticed a familiar address. It was Don’s. He emailed me right away. Excitingly he writes: “Rita, you know what we talked about the last time we met? Well, it seems we both know “mecanlikman”. Can I tell him we know each other.”

My heart skipped a beat. “Oh my gwaddddd… YESSSSSSS” I wrote back.

I went on line that afternoon and chatted with Don. He was still at work. I asked him if Rob had gotten a hold of him. Don was silent. I asked if he was ok.

Don said he was but was embarrassed.

I typed back…. “Why on earth?? It was the sexiest thing I had heard in a very long time”.

Then I asked if he would be interested in a threesome with Rob & me. I told him about my fantasy. He was surprised and relieved, and then excited.

I set it up.. We were all to meet here, as my kids are all on their own. Both Men had been here so they knew how to get here.

. It was the longest day in time, I’m sure. We all felt that way. They day seemed to just drag on forever only because we wanted it to be after supper.

Finally, work was over and the boys would soon be here.

I brought out the futon, lit all my candles and put on some sexy mecidiyeköy escort sax music. I went in and took a long hot bath. I wanted to make sure I was very clean allllllll over. I concentrated on my cunt lips as I always have shaved them. I even concentrated on my ass. Mmmmmmmm it felt good as the razor softly glided over it. My tits seemed fuller tonight. My nipples longer.

I sat at the table and put on my make-up& did my hair. I had spent special time to look exceptionally sexy for them tonight.

I had on a black and red teddy that emphasised my full tits. The back was very low and the ass was a thong. Then I put on my favourite “fuck –me” shoes. It was both men’s favourite outfit.

I looked at the time. They would be here any time now. I poured them both their favourite drinks. Don, a beer & Ron, red wine. I poured myself a rye & coke, and sat for a bit, looked around to make sure everything was good.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP…. They are here!!

I rose from the chair and went to the intercom.

” Hello?”

“Hi Babe!! We are here…”

“Great cum in!!”

I rang them up and in a few mins; there was a tapping at the door. I put my drink down and answered the door.

” Hi Guys, Ready for some fun? “

Rob said: WOW! You look great!!

Dona said ” You’ve lost some weight, glad not your tits!!”

We all laughed.

“Cum in guys..”

I handed them their drinks and we sat and chatted for a bit.

We giggled at the fact that we all thought about each other for the other partner.

After we each had three drinks, Don was the first to make a move.

His hand on Rob knee looked soft and warm as he looked into Rob’s face. His hand started up towards Rob’s crotch.

Don had his hand rubbing the growing bulge in Rob’s pants and looked straight into Rob’s eyes as he moved his hand up and reached for his pants and belt. He slowly undid them without saying a word and I watched the growing lust in my eyes as he pulled Rob’s pants apart and reached in to caress his cock. After a minute or two, he pulled Rob’s shorts down and let his hard cock spring out into the air, free from its constraints.

He ran his hand up and down the length and played with the slit a little before he looked up at me.

“Like what you see, Rita?”

“Fuck Yeah!! I just wanna watch for a while if that’s ok with you guys?”

“You watch as I suck your nipples, and Don can continue sucking my cock,” replied Rob. He smiled with that sexy smile he has.

” Mmmmmmmmm, OKKKKK!!” I slide quickly over to Rob.

Don was on his knees. He licked around the head of Rob’s cock and bobbed a couple of times up and down. I slipped off my shoulder strap to expose my tit to Rob. He eagerly grasped the nipple and began to suck hard. Instantly the juices in my cunt started to flow. I sighed at his touch.

Don manipulated Rob’s cock with his tongue and massaged his balls. It didn’t take long until Rob felt his balls starting to tighten.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm Don, slow down I want to last all night “

Don took Rob’s cock out of his mouth and looked over at me.

“You bayrampaşa escort enjoy this, don’t you?” he said.

” Fuck Yeah. It truly is the sexiest sight on earth” I sighed.

I nodded. I felt him get up and I flowed him with my eyes to see him taking his clothes off. His cock was hard and it was sticking straight out in front of him. He turned towards me and his cock swung towards my mouth. I opened it and he pushed his cock into me, sliding it in slowly until I felt it hit the back of my throat. I sucked on him as he slid back out again.

“You love the taste of cock too, don’t you?” he asked as he slid it back into me again.

I moaned. I had a cock in my mouth and a mouth on my tit.

“Oh yeah. That feels so good,” he said, taking my head in his hands and holding me against his crotch. “Keep sucking me. It feels so good.”

Rob reached around to Don, grabbed his ass cheeks, and pulled him into me. Don was still holding my head as I sucked him. I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up at him.

“MMMMM don’t stop”

Rob pulled him to me again and I engulfed his cock, licking it up and down and sucking on the head. He groaned as I did and I cupped his balls with one hand, squeezing them gently as I continued sucking him. With the other hand, I grabbed Rob’s cock, and stroked up and down. Both men were moaning at the touch of my mouth and my hands.

Rob said “Ok, Guys, My turn”

He pulled me down beside him and pushed me onto my back. He spread my legs and he leaned down to take my juices in his mouth. Don lowered the futon to give us more room to play. There was my pussy practically calling to Rob. He bent his head down and licked my pussy for a few moments. I spread my legs and guided Rob’s head to my bare cunt. Rob began licking my pussy, tasting the slippery cream that flowed from between my legs. My legs were wide enough that my cunt lips gaped open, and my pink anus was easily available and my clit hard as a rock. Rob licked up and down my cunt lips sucking the lips as he slid down to my vagina. Then he flicked his tongue on the way up to my clit, which was now standing out like a mini penis.

While Rob was busy eating my cunt, his ass was in the air and Don was licking and sucking on Rob’s ass. Don pushed Rob’s legs further apart and really started sucking on his ass hole, trying to stick his tongue up inside Rob. With one hand, Don grabbed his legs and with the other, spread his cheeks apart. Now Don had complete access to Rob’s hole and Don started sucking and licking harder and harder. Rob jumped a little as Don’s tongue entered him and groaned loudly again and again. Don rolled his tongue so it was like a small penis and started to butt fuck him with it. He was squirming even more as I did and I found it hard to keep my clit on Rob’s tongue .Don plunged his tongue in and out of him several more times and then ran a finger around Rob’s ass, all the time, watching as it expanded and accepted his finger.

I kept my head up to watch both men satisfying each of us together. It was fucking marvellous.

Then I was so close to coming I asked to switch positions. bahçelievler escort I was on my hands and knees Rob stayed on the couch as I sucked his cock. Don wanted to have me doggy style, he slowly slid that big cock of his in my pussy, I just shook all over till I got adjusted to it, He was so long and thick tonight. Don was being careful not to hurt me. Slowly in and out he glided. He watched Rob and I as he fucked my juicy cunt.

As I sucked Rob, I reached for some lube and spread some on my fingers. Slowly I inserted one finger at a time until I got three fingers in his ass. He groaned loudly at my touch and pushed his ass against my fingers.

I moved so I could raise his leg and leaned down, licking his balls and scrotum. Again, he groaned at my touch and I raised his legs even further until he was on his back, his legs up over his head and Rob’s ass hole in plain view. Don started to fuck me harder as he watched me lick and suck Rob’s ass. I thrust my fingers in and out of him a few more times and then took them completely out of his ass. I moved up and pointed to Don ” I want your hard cock in his ass” I moved to let the head of Don’s cock entering him .I had prepared Rob’s ass for Don and now it was an easy entry.

Don sighed “His ass is so tight around my cock. I had never felt anything so tight before and I wanted to enjoy it for a few minutes. Fuckkkkkkkkkkk” Don stopped to feel the tightness then pushed in further. Then slowly rocked back and forth enjoying Rob’s ass.

I waited a moment longer then pulled Rob’s cock slowly back down and forth, stopping with only to engulf the head inside my mouth .I hungrily suck up and down licking as I sucked his long cock. I stopped and waited again and he squirmed against me. I felt almost heady as I was fucking his cock with my mouth and Don was fucking his soon to fill it with his hot cum. I felt in complete control.

Rob stopped us and changed positions again only this time Rob eased his hard cock into Don’s ass. Robs was still on his back legs straight, Don on his cock and my wet cunt on his mouth. Don leaned over and got a cloth to wash off his cock. He then guided my head to his cock as Rob fucked his ass and ate my cunt.

Don squirmed against me and I started to slowly suck his cock in and out. I could see his face and there was a small tear forming in his eye as Rob started to thrust faster and deeper. Don Kept in rhythm, ass, mouth, ass, mouth, until he couldn’t take it any more.

“Oh yeah,” Don yelled. “Fuck me hard. I want your cock to fill me with your hot come. I want to feel you explode inside me. Please, fuck me harder. Turn around Rita I wanna fuck you and cum in you when Rob cums in me.”

I straddle Rob to face him face to face. Rod is now in Don’s ass. Don’s cock is in my cunt and Rob is suck my nipple hard and

I am fingering my clit.

Rob exploded inside him. Don yelled out when he felt Rob’s cum hit the end of his canal, its heat washing the insides of him.

“Oh fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.. I cumming Rita.”

He exploded in pleasure and I made it as intense as I could. My cunt went into convulsions and my body thrashed wildly in extreme pleasure. We smelled and tasted delicious, as our secretions seemed to pour out of us, while continued to lick and tease each other. Getting ready for round two.

Our wildest fantasy came true… and there will be more to come that’s for sure, this was only the beginning of wild adulterer sex!!

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Chapter 10: Turning Defeat Into Victory

Well, after all the hype and expectation, the end result, although probably the right one, was still a huge disappointment. It was yet another in a long line of glorious failures. Yes, I’m talking about Scotland crashing out of Euro 2008 at the hands of Italy, aided and abetted by some dubious decisions on the part of the match officials.

But all was not lost thanks to Colin and Danny, who kept Katie and I company during and after the match.

We stopped for a couple of drinks on the way back to their flat and Katie and I got quite a few offers in the pub but the boys had already staked their claim on us and, having done some discreet preliminary explorations during the game, Katie and I were both eager to see and get our hands (and other parts of us) on certain parts of them.

When we got back to their flat, we started off, me with Danny and Katie with Colin, kissing, fondling, and generally just getting naked. There was no real consideration as to how we paired off; Katie and I both knew that by the end of the evening we would both have had both of them so we just went with the flow.

It didn’t take Katie and I long to start getting down to business. Almost as soon as we were all out of our clothes, Katie and I were on our knees, each in front of our selected guy, with their cocks in our mouths.

Danny’s cock was a good eight inches long and pretty thick. He sighed as I stretched my lips around it and began to work my mouth back and forth along its length. From what I could hear and what I could see out of the corner of my eye, Colin was just as appreciative of Katie’s efforts as Danny was of mine.

As we feasted on their cocks, Katie and I swapped back and forth a few times, giving them the benefit of both of our mouths. Colin’s cock wasn’t quite as long as Danny’s but it was just as thick and I knew that I was going to enjoy having both his and Danny’s inside me. I was also sure that Katie would enjoy them every bit as much as me. That was still in the future though and, for the present, Katie and I just concentrated on giving the guys the blow-jobs of their lives.

With Katie and I swapping swapping between them, sucking them both for all that we were worth, it wasn’t long until Danny and Colin were close to bursting point. We got back into our original pairs and concentrated on finishing them off.

Pre-cum was oozing out of Danny’s cock as I sucked it deep into my mouth. As I sucked, I stroked his cock with one hand and used my other to play with his balls.

Danny was groaning. His cock was twitching in my mouth and I could feel the tension building inside him. Without warning, he grabbed my head and began forcing his cock deep into my mouth. He was quite rough and I almost choked a couple of times as the head of his cock lodged in the back of my throat.

He came, suddenly and copiously, flooding my mouth with his hot, salty cum. I had to swallow hard not to lose any but, somehow, I managed.

His eruption quickly subsided and, as I sucked the last drops of cum from his flagging cock, I heard Colin cry out, announcing that he was shooting his load into my best friend’s mouth.

I watched as Katie skillfully and hungrily took all that Colin fed her. Once she’d cleaned him off, and while the boys watched şişli escort on, spent, I moved over to sit next to Katie and gave her a long, tender, lingering kiss that had us both melting into each other’s arms.

We were both so turned on by what had happened; we both desperately needed to cum. As we kissed, we began to finger each other’s pussies. The effect was almost immediate. I clung to Katie as spasms shook my body. Katie gently fingered my clit, feeding my orgasm until it completely consumed me. Somehow, I managed to continue to work my fingers on Katie’s pussy and, suddenly, she was cumming too.

As we held on to each other, letting the energies of our climaxes dissipate, Danny and Colin joined us and, before long, we were back in our original pairings again.

No sooner had he got me to himself, Danny was between my outstretched legs, giving my pussy a bloody good seeing to with his tongue and, from what I could hear, the noises coming from the other side of the room seemed to indicate that Colin was paying Katie the same type of attention.

A good tongue on my pussy always gets me going quickly and Danny had a very good tongue. He quickly licked me into a frenzy, re-igniting my orgasm, causing me to cry out as the sensations surged through me. Powerful contractions gripped my womb, fire pulsed through my veins as his tongue lashed my throbbing clit.

As I came, he gave me no respite. He began to fuck my pussy with his fingers, thrusting them deep inside me and twisting them around as his tongue beat relentlessly on my clit.

Suddenly he was gone, leaving me trembling on the floor. Moments later, he was replaced by Colin. Colin’s technique was slower and gentler than Danny’s but it was no less effective for that. Almost at once, I felt a warm glow spread over me combined with a familiar tingling sensation in my breasts.

Colin took his time, exploring every fold and crevice of my pussy with his tongue as I moaned and writhed with pleasure. My pussy was on fire and very soon I was hovering at the brink again.

I held back for as long as I could, letting the pressure build, savouring every painful second as I denied my body the release it craved.

I was distantly aware of Katie’s moans as she enjoyed the attentions of Danny’s tongue. The sounds of my friend’s pleasure served only to further increase my already heightened state of arousal. The awareness of Katie’s impending climax was hastening the arrival of my own.

Finally, it was too much, the explosive impulses became too strong to resist and I surrendered myself to my orgasm. As my back arched off the ground, I clutched at Colin’s head, pressing his mouth even more firmly against my burning pussy. My body flinched and shook every time his tongue grazed my aching clit and I cried out as I rode the waves of my climax as they broke over me.

By the time Colin finally stopped, my body was spent. The absence of direct stimulation was almost a relief in itself. That relief was to be short lived, however. Just as a measure of control returned to me, the guys traded places again and Danny had his head between my thighs and was feasting on my pussy once more.

Danny, gave me one more climax with his mouth; it took him no more than a couple of minutes to bring me off again. Although taksim escort intense, this orgasm was nowhere near as all-consuming as the previous ones had been and this time, as I came, he had me begging him to fuck me.

Having been given his invitation, Danny didn’t hesitate to accept. Pausing only long enough for me to give his cock the quickest of sucks before rolling a condom on to its lovely thick length, Danny quickly positioned himself above me and I guided his cock into my waiting pussy.

It felt wonderful having him inside me. The walls of my pussy stretched around him, making me feel deliciously full. He began to slide in and out and I gripped his tight buttocks as I urged him on. There was no tenderness involved, it was simply raw, hard fucking and it was just what I needed. Danny pounded my cunt with hard, powerful thrusts of his cock and I cried out, urging him to fuck me harder.

I got an occasional look at Katie and Colin and from Katie’s cries of pleasure and her increasingly vocal urgings, I could tell she was enjoying herself as much as I was.

After a few minutes we rolled over. I rode Danny’s thick rod with increasing abandon, impaling myself on its length as he sucked and squeezed my breasts. It wasn’t long before I was cumming again, screaming obscenities as I lost myself in the overwhelming sensations.

Eventually, Danny let me know he was about to cum. His words finally penetrated my consciousness. As I have a tendency towards doing, rather than letting his cum go to waste inside a condom, I got off, removed it and took him in my mouth to finish him off. Within seconds, Danny was emptying a second load of hot, thick cum into my mouth and I was wolfing it down just as eagerly as I had his first.

When the boys had finished, we had another couple of drinks then Katie and I put on a bit of a show for them. We began by simply kissing and caressing before moving on to eat each other’s well fucked pussies.

Katie is exceptionally good with her tongue and, as she always does, she soon had me cumming again. When I was unable to take any more, I repaid the compliment, licking her into a screaming frenzy before, as our grand finalé, we got into a 69 and, cumming again and again, we stayed there until we were both ready to be fucked again.

The boys’ had clearly enjoyed the show that we had put on for them and their cocks were showing signs of returning to life so, once again, Katie and I employed our mouths to get them ready.

This time I was with Colin. It didn’t really take me that long to get him fully hard again but, even then, with the ‘work’ it had already done that evening, by the time I had him ready, my mouth was beginning to ache.

I rolled a condom on to his cock then lay back, my legs spread wide, waiting for him to take me. Colin quickly got on top of me and was inside me with a single thrust. We started off quite slowly, just grinding our bodies together as his cock slid in and out, making me feel deliciously full.

As the warm, well fucked sensations spread through me, I encouraged him to increase his pace. Soon, Colin’s cock was hammering my pussy, his body slamming into mine as he pinned me to the ground.

Almost without warning, I found myself cumming again. The walls of my pussy tightened şirinevler escort around his shaft and I clung to him as my body shook.

Colin continued to fuck me hard. With each thrust of his cock, my orgasm deepened, sending ever stronger contractions pulsing through my pussy and womb.

Somehow, lost in the throes of my climax, I found myself on all fours, being taken hard and fast from behind. Colin gripped my hips, pulling me back on to him as he thrust deep inside. As he fucked me, I had my fingers between my legs, franticly rubbing my throbbing clit, feeding my orgasm as it peaked, subsided and peaked again, over and over.

At one point, as Colin was doing me from behind, I noticed that Katie was taking Danny up the arse and decided that I wanted some of that too. Colin was only too happy to oblige.

I almost wished I hadn’t at first. Much as I like anal, Colin’s cock was a little thicker than most of the ones I’ve allowed there and it hurt a little as my tight rear hole stretched around him. Once his cock was buried deep inside my back passage and Colin found his rhythm, I got really into it.

With his cock trapped in the tight confines of my arse, it wasn’t long before Colin was ready to cum again. With a groan, he slammed against me and I could feel his cock twitch inside me as he emptied his load into the condom.

After we’d recovered a bit, the guys ordered in some Chinese which was just what the doctor ordered. After that, we fooled around a bit more, this time Katie and I took it in turns to take both Colin and Danny at the same time. While I was being done at both ends, Katie was underneath me playing with my tits and licking my pussy. When it was Katie’s turn to be fucked, I did the same to her.

All in all, it felt wonderfully dirty being double ended by the guys as Katie pleasured me with her mouth and hands. That whole final session was just a blur of hands, tongues, and cocks mixed in with large helpings of Katie’s tits and pussy. Katie and I came several more times as we fucked the guys and ate each other’s pussies. By the time we could take no more, we were both worn out.

Colin and Danny hadn’t come during all that so in the end, once Katie and I had summoned up some strength, we decided to finish the boys off with our mouths.

As Colin had shot his load into the condom when he was fucking my arse, I decided I would finish him off. Katie didn’t complain and seemed more than happy to attend to Danny.

It took a while to finish them off but, in the end, with our mouths aching, Katie and I were rewarded for our efforts with a mouthful of sperm each. Instead of swallowing immediately, Katie and I shared a long, drawn out kiss where, to the amazement of Colin and Danny, we passed their cum back and forth between our mouths.

After we’d finished, Katie and I got showered and dressed and the guys, bless them, got us a taxi to the station where we just managed to catch the last train back to Edinburgh.

As planned, I stayed over at Katie’s last night and we had a lot more fun, just the two of us, before we got to sleep in the early hours of this morning.

I got home just after lunchtime on Sunday. My mum asked me if I’d had a good time. I think I managed to keep a straight face and not blush when I said that Katie and I had had a nice, quiet evening. My mum also said I looked a bit tired. Not so sure I managed not to blush that time.

Anyway, so that was how I consoled myself to Scotland being knocked out of Euro 2008. I guess you could say it started with a whimper but it definitely ended with bang.

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Selena, my new one? My Girlfriend? She lies slightly at an angle on me, and her rubber cock is still inside me. I can smell her. Her warmth, her skin on mine. Her breasts on my back.

My cock is still hard with the toy inside me and her close by. She turns me slightly to the side and runs one hand over my balls and my throbbing hard-on. Apparently, she has already recovered. Will she continue to fuck me now?

It looks like she has something else in mind. She slowly withdraws from me. That does make me groan again. But when her hand also disappears, I turn to her. I am so horny and would like to come again.

She looks into my eyes and smiles at me. My desire is probably too obvious.

Now I’ll take care of you, my baby, she says and sits up. For the first time I see her closely with the strapon. A black cock, slightly bigger than mine, is on a black leather harness. I look at her fascinated. This sight alone is incredibly arousing.

She briefly puts one of her hands around her rubber cock and examines it. Walks up and down and looks deep into my eyes. Do you trust me, she asks me. What does escort bursa she plan to do now? I nod automatically. Yes, I trust her, and I just want more.

Good, sweetie, and turns to the nightstand next to the bed. She opens it and takes out a tube of lube and another dildo from the drawer. Just what one. This one is a lot bigger! I’m feeling a little uneasy. What does she plan to do with it? He’ll never get inside me!

I watch as she unscrews the original rubber tail from her harness and replaces it with the new, large one. The black part stands out powerfully from her. She puts gel on it and while she lets it in, she looks deep into my eyes. Will you try it for me, she asks me in a slightly hotter and quieter voice. I answer just as quietly. Of course, I want to please her but this size! I don’t know if I can do it, I whisper back uncertainly.

She smiles her wonderful smile. Trust me. I’ll take care of you. Then she sits down at the end of the bed. Leaning against the headboard, her long legs spread and the black cock sticking out from her.

Come to me, baby. bursa otele gelen escort Turn around. She directs me in front of her. With my back to her, she pulls me towards her. I sit on my knees between her legs, and she grabs my balls and cock from underneath. Although I’m still not sure how it works, my cock is rock hard and responsive to every touch of her.

She pushes up from below and at the same time pulls me close to her. Then I feel how she places the black cock on my asshole. The pressure increases and she gently pushes me down. OMG, that thing is thick! The art lace stretches me more and more. Relax, she whispers. Slow. The dildo penetrates me very slowly. She coos, that’s good, my sweet one. Yes. Keep it up baby. You’re marvelous. She grabs my cock with one hand and starts jerking it. Not too fast and only with light pressure. But completely sufficient to forget the pain of stretching.

She pulls me close to her. I feel her hot breath. Because of her size, our heads are almost at the same height. She kisses me from behind, bursa merkez escort jerks my cock and starts fucking me with light thrusts.

My desire is getting bigger and the muscles in my thighs are getting weaker. I can’t really support myself either and so it happens as it must. Her toy penetrates me deeper and deeper. The feeling is indescribable. She holds me with one arm and pulls me close to her. Her stiff nipples and her big soft breasts on my back. Surrounded by her slim, toned legs and her second hand grips my boner. She pushes me deeper and deeper onto her cock.

I’m almost in a kind of trance. Her thrusts become more rhythmic and harder. Then she is in me to the hilt. Holds me. Fuck me. Kiss me and jerk my cock. There has been no talk of pain for a long time. Only desire controls me.

And I feel the pressure in my cock increasing. I moan louder and louder. She notices that I’m about to cum and pushes into me even harder while her hand closes tightly around my boner, and she jerks me off even faster.

I can’t take it anymore and explode screaming. My juice squirts in all directions, far above my head. She pumps me completely empty. I’ve never come like this before. Then I lie in her arms, exhausted and trembling with pleasure. The rubber cock is out again, and she caresses me, kisses me and nestles close to me. I can still hear her whispering, I’ll never give you back, my sweetheart.

Then I fall asleep exhausted.

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“Team USA and Team GB, please send out your Farters for the second round!” Exclaimed the judge.

“WIND!” Shouted Coach Todd. “Get yer ass out there and do what you do best!”

“Fart, coach?” Asked Serafina.

“No…” replied coach “WIN.”

“You got it!” She said, jogging onto the fart square

“YEEEEEAAAAH! ABOUT TIME YOU PUT HER IN, TODD!” Yelled a Team USA fan.

“(Sniffles) THAT GIRL RIGHT THERE IS A FUCKING AMERICAN HERO!!” Yelled another fan, wiping a tear away from his eye.

“I’m the greatest! I’m the greatest! I’m the greatest! Can’t nobody stop me! Can’t nobody just waltz through the Wind farm without taking a whiff!” Serafina said under her breath.

“Waltz through the wind farm, innit? Did you come up with that crap on your own?” Said one of the players from Team GB walking into the fart square.

“Umm, excuse me? And who do you think you’re talkin to with that shitty ass makeup? Your foundation don’t even match your skin tone, boo.” Said Serafina, pointing to her poorly done makeup.

“I’m chattin to you, bruv! Are you dumb?” Said the Team GB player.

“Me? Talk to me when you pick a better color of lipstick than beige, sand lips!” Said Serafina.

“Fitting that I’m sand lips, since there’s a fucking camel in the room with us!” Said the player, pointing to Serafina’s crotch, which was unfortunately ‘eating’ her shorts very visibly…

Serafina covered her crotch with both of her hands and backed away. “Keep your eyes off my coochie!”

“That ‘ting? No one can keep their peepers off that fuckin monstrosity of a vagina bruv!”

“Pffffft! Kiss my gas! You fucking nobody!”

“Hehe. Guess I should properly introduce myself, yeah?”

“Bitch I don’t care who yo’ ass is!”

—

Farter Profile: Shelly Thornton 🇬🇧

Age: 24

Race/Ethnicity: White/Caucasian (English 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿)

Physical Appearance: 5’8, 165 lbs, dirty blonde hair, thick eyebrows, green eyes, bad makeup, slightly curvy figure, big butt, DD cup breasts, Team GB hoodie, Team GB yoga shorts

Hometown: London, England, United Kingdom

Achievements: United Kingdom Fart Champion (2022),

Fart Speciality: Sound, force, smell

Nickname: Bunda blasta

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“Yo, you keep disrespecting man! Looks like I’m gonna have to drop a verse on you, pussyhole!” Yelled Thornton.

“A verse? You mean like, rap? pfffHAHAHA!” Giggled Serafina. “…Are you REALLY that fucking corny?”

Thornton pulled out her phone. A slow, melodic, UK drill rap beat started playing. Serafina rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Oh my god, she’s fucking serious,” Serafina said, now putting her face in her palm.

“Uh, yo, wagwan… last name Thornton, first name Shelly! Just ate a big meal, gotta lotta food in my belly! This match is nationally televised, yeah, it’s gonna be on the telly! Gonna win the IWFC, then I’m gonna hit a celly!”

“PLEASE. STOP.” Yelled Serafina.

“I really like to fart! I really consider it an art! Although I sometimes shart… that still don’t mean I won’t tear your ass apart!”

“Listening to you rap is worse than CIA torture!” Whined Serafina, now covering her ears.

“Yo, I’m from South London, yeah, the Africans call me Bunda Blasta! My ass pollutes the atmosphere, better call NASA! I can send mandem flying to space after I eat some Asda! That’s facts, ya!”

“Can you at least TRY to have a flow?” Said Serafina.

“I don’t fancy Americans, yeah, I’m Amera-phobic! Ima European ballin on yanks like it’s the NBA, call me Nikola Jokic! But I ain’t Greek or Roman, yeah, I ain’t no stoic! But I’ll be happy running circles around you, no aerobic!”

“OK! I’ve heard enough! Turn that shitty beat off, please!” Screamed Serafina.

The beat stopped, and she put her phone back in her pocket. “Bars were too fire for you, huh?”

“No, it’s just that I was contemplating suicide hearing you rap!” Shouted Serafina. “You are the SORRIEST rapper I’ve ever heard!”

“Ugh! Whatever. ” Thornton Said, as she flipped her hair to the side. “Just get ready to get absolutely BLASTED by my farts, yank!”

“Ladies, can we stop with the talk? Positions please!” Said the judge.

Both of them stood before the judge as he knelt down behind both of their asses.

“On your marks…”

“Get set…”

“FART!”

“HMMMMPPHHNNNNGG! C’mon ass, I need you to rip one!” Roared Serafina.

RRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBLLLLLAAAAARRRRRTTTTT!

“(Sniff) oh god, that is bad! Fucking vile!” Said Thornton, holding her nose.

Serafina directed the smell towards Thornton. “Yeeeeaaah sniff that up hoe! I made sure to have extra asparagus and black beans this morning!”

“Hold on, I’ve got one for you right here! HNNNNNNNGGG!” Replied Thornton.

SHHLLAAARRPLPLPLPLPLP

Thornton released a quick, loud, wet sounding, bubbly fart.

“Oooh now we’re talking!” Said Thornton, as she reached down into the back of her shorts and readjusted her thong. “oooh, that’s gonna itch when if dries… probably shouldn’t have worn a damn thong today…”

SHHHHHHHHLLLLAAAAAAAAARRRRPPLPLPLPLPLPRRRRRLIPLILILIPLIPLIPLIP!!

“Ooooooh bursa escort now THAT’S definitely gonna itch when it dries! Might’ve gotten a little residue on my hands…” Said Thornton, after cutting another loud, bubbly fart.

“HAHA! You’ve awakened the bear now, Americunt!” Screamed McGillivray from the Team GB bench.

“You are NASTY! Just plain NASTY” Said Serafina backing away from her, covering her nose from the indescribable shit smell. “(Huuuuaaaghh!) (Haaaack!)”

Thornton walked closer to her and repeatedly beat her chest. “I came to play bruv! You lot ain’t stomping all over GB like you did Mexico! HNNNNNGGG!”

PLLLAAAAAAARRRRPPPPTBLBLBLblblblblblb

“Fuuuuuccck yesss! Feel 20 pounds lighter after ripping that one!” Said Thornton, fanning her ass towards Serafina.

“(Sniiiiff) oh hell no! Guess I gotta fight shit with shit!” Said Serafina, pointing her ass towards Thornton.

SSSSSHHHHPLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT

“(Sniiiif) Psssshh! Are you mad?” Said Thornton rolling her eyes “You think you can cut stinkier farts than man right here? Puuh-leease!”

PIIIIIIEEEEERRRRRRRUMMMMMMPPPPTT!

BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIMMMMPPPTT!

“DON’T LET HER OUT FART YOU, WIND!!!” Shouted Coach Todd “C’MON NOW!!”

SHHHHHLLLUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPP

“Wheeew! I’m on a roll! Better keep up, bitch!” Said Thornton cheekily.

“Ooooh I GOT something for you!” Replied Serafina.

RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFPFPFFPFPFPF!!!

“NOW THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN ABOUT GIRL!! LET IT RIP!!” Yelled Coach Todd.

“Damn! I think I might’ve exhausted all my gas!” Serafina mumbled to herself, as she tried to push out more farts.

“Twenty seconds! Twenty seconds left in the second round!” Announced the judge.

“Twenty seconds?! Welp, here goes nothing. I’m dropping the fuckin’ bomb!” Said Thornton.

SHHHHLLLAAAAPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPSHSLSHLSHLSHSLSHLSHLshlshlshl

Thornton ripped yet another watery fart, this one sounding significantly more dangerous than her last ones, as well as leaving a bit more “juices”.

“BLOODY HELL!!! THORNTON?! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU OUT HERE PASSING RISKY SOUNDING GAS?! YOU’RE GONNA SHART AND COST US POINTS YOU DIMWIT!!!” Roared the Team GB coach from the sideline.

“NAAAAHH COACH! I GOTTA SHOW THIS YANK WASSUP INNIT!! SHE WAS TALKIN MAD SHIT TO MAN BEFORE THE MATCH BRUV!!” Yelled Thornton back, as she strained to push out another fart.

SHHHHLLLLLAAARPPLPLPLPLPLPLSSSSH

“GOD DAMMIT THORNTON!!! BE SMARTER WITH YOUR WIND BREAKING!!!” THINK WITH YOUR FUCKING NOGGIN FOR ONCE, NOT YOUR BUM!!! CHRIST ALMIGHTY!! YOU’RE GONNA COST US THE ROUND!” He roared again.

“I GOT THIS COACH, I SWEAR! I WON’T SHART!! I PROMISE!! HHHNNNNNNPPPHHH!”

FRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPTTTTSSSHHHHHHUUUUPPPLLLTTTSSSSsfsflipflipssssss

Thornton, after cutting such a large fart suddenly felt a wet, mushy sensation in between her asscheeks. “Uhhhh… oopsies!”

“That sounded wet honey… you might wanna check those panties…” Said Serafina, holding her nose from the extremely pungent shit smell.

“Did she just shart? Did she just fucking shart?!! God dammit!” Said the coach of Team GB, throwing his cap down onto the floor. “She’s an idiot I tell you! AN IDIOT!!”

“Waiyda cost us the damn round you fucking bampot! Me mam can rip drier farts than that and she’s had her gallbladder removed! Vapid fuckin chav!” Screamed McGillivray from the sidelines.

“Oh why don’t you shut the hell up Gilly!” Yelled Thornton to McGillivray. “I didn’t bloody shart!”

“TIME! Ladies, stop the ass ripping and let me see those undergarments!” The judge walked over and checked Serafina’s panties. “Hmmmm…” he said to himself as he inspected them “…seems to be very mild fecal matter scattered across the ass part, might have to dock a couple points…”

“Mild fecal matter for Team USA!” Announced the judge.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, he’s walkin’ my way… please don’t have shat yourself again Shelly! Pleeeeaaase!” Said Thornton, crossing her fingers.

As the judge checked her panties, he saw a hefty amount of liquid shit splattered across the back of Thornton’s thong as well as the inside of her shorts. “Jesus Christ! Major fecal matter for Team GB!”

“Final score of the round: Team USA 7, Team GB 5!”

“WHAAAAAAT??!” Yelled a fan of Team GB “HOW PREPOSTEROUS!!!”

“MATCH IS FUCKIN RIGGED BRUV!!!” Shouted another fan.

Thornton began to blush excessively. “I… umm.. may have sharted! My bad guys! Hehehehe…” She giggled nervously, as her coach shot her a death stare.

“THORNTOOOOOON!!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, balling up his fists.

“Oh you STUPID CUNT!!” Screamed McGillivray.

—

“Waiyda hold onto that lead Wind, only one more round and we got this thing in the bag!” Said Coach Todd, patting her on the back as she sat back down on the bench. “And it looks like those Brit’s are rightfully bursa escort bayan getting on that player’s ass for totally throwing the round!” Said Coach, pointing to the GB bench where Thornton was thoroughly being chewed out by her coach.

“Coach, I’m outta gas… I don’t think I can go back in the next round!” Said Serafina.

“That’s alright, we got a whole team for a reason, don’t we?” Responded Coach Todd, as she scanned the bench, deciding who to put in next. “Let’s see… ummm… Thunderhawk! Get yer ass in there and close out this match! Bring us home girl!”

“Yaaaayy! Will do coach!” She said, as she bolted up out of her seat onto the fart floor.

“Hey, be smart though! Don’t be like that assclown on Team GB who was letting off all those watery farts!” Exclaimed Coach.

“Uggghh… c’mon Juliana, put me in! You already know Thunder’s just gonna trust some dangerous-feeling fart and shit her pants like she always does like every damn year for Christ’s sake!” Complained Giordano on the bench.

“Hey! Have some damn faith in your teammate Giordano!” Said Coach Todd. “And did you just call me by my first name, missy?”

“What? Juliana’s your name ain’t it?”

“Call me Coach! It’s a thing called respect. Ever heard of it?”

“No, actually. I mean, I was raised by wolves y’know!”

“Wolves? Don’t you mean parents?”

“Oh, you mean Lucy and Donnie? Yeah, same fuckin thing…”

“Jesus, mommy AND daddy issues… vicious combination.” Coach Todd mumbled to herself, while walking away.

“Team GB! Please send out your farter!” Announced the judge.

“Alright bruv, alright bruv I’m comin’!” Said the player, as she slowly drug her feet to the square.

—

Farter profile: Veena Yadav 🇬🇧

Age: 22

Race/Ethnicity: Asian (British Indian 🇬🇧🇮🇳) (Punjabi 🇮🇳)

Physical Appearance: 5’3, 170 lbs, carmel brown skin, thick black hair, thick/chubby figure, thick thighs, big butt, flabby stomach, G cup breasts

Hometown: London, England, United Kingdom

Fart Speciality: Smell, frequency

Nickname: Devil’s Dung

—

“Wagwan, weird girl,” said Yadav, outstretching her hand towards Thunderhawk for a handshake. “Names Veena but the mates call me Devil’s Dung, y’know, cuz of my stinky farts!”

“Ummm, I’m Rosie, and, my, uhhh… ‘mates’ call me Thunder, for my extremely loud, bubbly, and stinky farts. Uhhh… ‘wag-wan’ to you too, I guess?” Said Thunderhawk, shaking her hand.

“Yo, what’s with the big ass feather in your hair bruv?” Asked Yadav.

“Oh it’s actually a part of my cultural heritage! I’m a Indigenous American, Lakota Tribe to be exact. You see, in-“

A confused look grew on Yadav’s face. “Umm… Indigenous?”

“Yeah like, American Indian, Y’know?”

“Wait you’re Indian? No way bruv I’m Indian too!”

“Wait, no! Not Indian like that but-“

“Never would’ve guessed you were Indian. Maybe Mexican or some weird version of White but Indian? Bro we’re like, family ‘n shit now…” Said Yadav, reaching out to dap her up.

“Oh! Um, I guess we can shake hands again, if that’s what you want, of course.” Said Thunderhawk, awkwardly grasping her hand back.

“So tell me.” Said Yadav. “How’d your fam get to America? Why didn’t you lot come to London like the rest of us?”

“Well….”

“Alright ladies, cut the chit chat and get into position! We got a conference finals to finish! C’mon, chop chop! Asses in my face, now!” Said the Judge.

“On your marks…”

“Get set…”

“FART!”

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Yadav came out the gates with a messy, bubbly, low fart. The fart instantly spread across the whole fart floor, hitting Thunderhawk in the face.

“Wheeew, sorry about that back there! Had a ton of Tikki masala before the match!” Said Yadav, patting her stomach.

“(Sniiiiiiiiff) (cough!) a-all good!” Coughed the judge, giving her a thumbs up.

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“Oooh… that one might’ve came with company…” said Yadav, as she patted her stomach witch a nervous expression.

“Psssh! She calls those weak little air biscuits “farts”? What is this, regionals? Please! This is the freaking IWFC!” Thought Thunderhawk.

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“GOOD FART THUNDER!!! KEEP BRINGING THE STORM!!” Yelled Coach Todd.

FFFFFFFRRRRBBBBLLLLAAAAATTTT!

“YOU HEAR THAT GREAT BRITAIN?! THAT’S HOW YOU RIP SOME ASS!! NOW C’MON!!” Said Coach, clapping her hands.

“Uggggh they’re gaining momentum… Don’t let them gain momentum, Yadav! Come on!! Use that fat bum of yours!! Push out some more!” Exclaimed the GB Coach.

“HHMMMMPPPPHHH!” Strained Yadav, trying to push out a loud fart.

BBBRRRAAAAAAPPPT!

“MMMMMPPPHHH!”

PRRrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRIIIIIPPP!

“MMMMPPPPHH! DON’T FAIL ME NOW, BUM!!” Said Yadav.

RRRRRrrrRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrIIIIIIIIBBBBLLT!

“Whew, that one took a bit more force than the others! Didn’t wanna come out!” She said, patting her stomach again.

GGGGGWWWWAAAAAUUUULLLPP!

“Oh escort bayan god, I’m falling behind! I gotta rip ass, quick!” Thunderhawk thought to herself “mmmph! I need you to fart, ass!”

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“No! She farted again!” Thought Thunderhawk.

“Better keep up bruv or I might steal this match!” Said Yadav.

Thunderhawk viciously strained her stomach, pushing all she could to release any sort of gas.

“GRRRRRR! Fart! Fart!” She loudly whispered to herself.

(gurgle)

She felt her stomach bubble a little. “Hehe… now we’re talking!”

(guuuuuurrrrgggle)

“Nnnggggg! Just… gotta… keep… pushing!!”

(Guuuuuurrrrgggggllllleeee)

“Alright… now I gotta let it fly!!”

SSSHHHHHHHHHHFFFLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAABBBBBLLLLLAAAABLLLBBBLBBBLBLBLBAAAAAATTTFFFSSSssssflflflfipplplplp!

Out of her ass erupted an absolute bomb of a fart, overpowering the faint smell of Tikki Masala that had been lingering from Yadav’s farts with a strong, vegetabe-ley smell.

“OOOOOHHH YEEEEAAAH!” She exclaimed. “STORM IS HERE!”

“(Haaaaaaccckk!) oh that is fuckin bad, bro!” Said Yadav, backing away from her, holding her nose. “That’s worse than me after eating 5 bowls of my mum’s curry!”

Thunderhawk pushed some more, but no farts came out.

“Darn it!” She thought in her mind. “I think I might be out!”

“Cooooaachh!” She shouted. “I’m empty!”

“Got it!” Said coach, giving her a thumbs up.

Coach Todd looked back at the bench, and noticed Serafina at the edge of her seat, anxiously tapping her feet. As Serafina was tapping her feet, in the corner of her eye, she noticed Coach Todd staring right at her.

“Wind!” Said Coach Todd

Serafina directed her attention towards her, her eyes wide and practically popping out of their sockets with pure anticipation. Coach Todd said nothing to her, but nodded her head down twice.

Serafina nodded back, and bolted into the game. “Thunder, get your ass out! Mama’s comin in and she’s gaaaassssy!” Said Serafina jogging.

Thunderhawk nodded and jogged back to the bench.

FRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBLBLBLBLAAAAAAAPPPPPTTTTT!

Serafina immediately ripped a monstrous fart right in Yadav’s direction, the vegetable smell being even more powerful than Thunderhawk’s.

“(Cough, cough) ohhhh naahhh, that stench is foul! I can’t take this shit anymore!” Said Yadav, running back to her team bench.

“YADAV?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! GET BACK IN THERE AND FART!!” Roared her coach.

“I’m sorry but I’m not smelling any more farts from the Americans bruv! I just can’t do it!”

“YADAAAAAAV!!”

“I’m not! I’m not gonna do it man!”

“Psshh! Coward!” Said McGillivray.

“Fuckin… useless fuck!” Said her coach under his breath. “Let’s see here… who do I substitute…”

The coach’s eyes darted towards his Team Captain, May McGillivray, who had won them the first round. She gave him an evil smile, raising her eyebrows over and over. “McGillivray! Get your arse in there and finish this match!”

“Don’t gotta tell me twice!” She said, as she ran out onto the fart square.

“Ah shit they’re putting in that Scottish bitch again! ‘Fina might be cooked!” Said Jimenez on the bench.

“Shit! This might go down to the wire!” Said Coach Todd.

“Well… it’s been a good run guys… whaddya say, drinks after?” Said Giordano, smirking.

“Alright Americunt, you’ve had a braw run but your luck ends here!” Said McGillivray walking towards Serafina.

“Luck?” Replied Serafina. “You mean whoopin’ team’s asses? If that’s luck then I guess I’m pretty fuckin’ lucky!”

“Haha. You’ve got jokes, eh? Well your team’s lookin a bit nervous! They’ve got noooo faith in your ass!” Said McGillivray, pointing to the Team USA bench. Each girl on the bench was sitting on the edge of the seat, very visibly anxious. “Why don’t you sit down and let me beat you, alright? I’ll make it quick and painless! NNNNGGGG!”

RRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPTT!

“(Sniiiiff) ohhhh yeah, smell those flowers! (Sniiiiiiifff) get some of that scent!” Said McGillivray, sniffing her own meaty fart and wafting it towards Serafina.

“(Sniiiif) that’s got some kick to it… beans, I presume?” Questioned Serafina.

“Aye! And some black pudding!” Said McGillivray “you like it, you dirty bitch don’tcha?”

A smile grew on Serafina’s face. “What about asparagus?”

“Asparagus? I hate asparagus! Why the hell would I-“

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPPLPLPLPLPLPLPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAMMMMPPPPPPMMMMMMTTTT!

Before McGillivray could finish her sentence, she was cut off by another one of Serafina’s monstrous farts.

“(Snniiiiiff) AWWWWW JESUS!! AWWWW WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT UNHOLY FUCKIN SMELL?!!” Wailed McGillivray, falling to her knees after smelling the fart.

“C’mon lady, get up now! No floor farting! Both contestants must be standing on their feet!” Said the judge, helping her up.

“Get yer hands off me, fart sniffer!” Said McGillivray, yanking her body from his grip “So it’s war you want, huh, Americunt? Well then you’ve got yerself a fuckin’ WAAAAARRR!”

FRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEMMMMMPPPPFFFFFTTT!

“Smell that! It came from the tenth circle of hell called me ARSE!!” Said McGillivray, her ass facing in Serafina’s direction.

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My release day was today! Natalie brought me to this cafe to celebrate it. Not that I really wanted the celebration, all I really needed was a release for a scheduled orgasm. But I also knew her ingenuity in humiliating me, and I looked into what she would come up with this time.

You see, Natalie is my keyholder. She keeps the keys of my chastity cage, the metal device, which is inescapably fixed over my penis. It cannot be put off without the key, so while it is on, I can not have sex, can not masturbate, hell, I can’t even get a full erection!

Three years ago, when I just turned twenty, I met Natalie, she was only eighteen, and she had a rare beauty (and, of course, still has). She was smart, too. Smart enough to switch our relationship to this one, when she can have all the sex she needs with any men, and I am kept in strict chastity, with scheduled releases every two months, when she opens my chastity cage and lets me have an orgasm.

We sat at the table. I started admiring the view of her, sitting before me and smiling with her beautiful but still mean smile. I couldn’t keep my eyes from the little key, hanging from her neck.

We ordered pizza and some drinks. We chatted, and I saw that Natalie was in a good mood. As for me, I was trying to guess what was on her mind. Will my release be postponed? Where will we go next? It’s impossible that I will have to cum in a public place like this! That’s what I thought to myself.

Suddenly, görükle escort she started to put off the necklace with the key to my chastity cage. After that she handed it to me with a mean smile.

“Okay, honey”, she said. “Let’s give you your desired release. You can now go to the restroom, get yourself in the toilet cubicle and then you can unlock yourself and have an orgasm.”

I looked at her, shocked with what she said.

“But,” she continued. “There are two conditions. First one – you must cum in this plastic glass and put it here on the table so I can see it. The second one – you have only five minutes… starting now!”

There was no time to overthink it! I jumped up from my chair and hurried to the public toilet.

Thank god one cubicle was empty. I rushed inside and closed the door behind. Then I put an empty plastic glass on the drain tank above the toilet seat and started to unlock my chastity cage.

All these two months I fantasized about Natalie slowly opening the lock, then taking the device off from my penis and then gently stroking my penis until I cum. Sometimes I fantasized about having sex with her when I am unlocked, but I knew that these were only dreams. For many years even the sight of her naked body was forbidden for me, not to mention making love with her.

But now I had to do it all by myself, and I had so little time!

After I took off the steel tube, I didn’t even bursa merkez escort bother taking off the metal ring, which was located behind my balls, keeping the device on my body.

I started to jerk off my member, which was already semi-erect. I cummed almost instantly, and all my semen, which was building for two months, began spurting from my dick. Miraculously, I was able to set up a glass so as not to waste any drop. There was so much sperm that it filled almost half of the glass! With my legs shaking after the strong orgasm, I realized that now I have to put the steel tube in place. And that was a problem, because even after I orgasmed, the erection still lasted.

I put a steel tube on the tip of the penis and started to push the still half-erect member back to the place where the tube could cover it completely. It was quite a painful experience! I didn’t have much time, so I had to make an effort to do this. After I painfully pinched the glans of my penis twice, I finally managed to put the little tube back in its place and I locked my chastity cage.

Then I hurried back to Natalie.

I sat there, the key was back on her neck, and the glass that was half full with my sperm, stood in the middle of the table. Oh, god, I just hope no one is looking at our table right now!

“Very good, my dear. You were really quick with that task, but not enough! It took you almost six bursa sınırsız escort minutes to bring me back that glass!”

I froze, waiting, what my punishment would be. She was very resourceful in all things that were meant to humiliate me.

“And as your punishment, you must drink all your cum! Right now, right from this glass!”

I was shocked! I have never tasted cum in my life! And now I have to drink half a glass! I think I could never put some guy’s sperm in my mouth. But, well… At least it is not someone else’s sperm, so it wasn’t gay, I suppose…

I sipped a bit. The taste was salty, and I could taste some bitterness. The taste was not awful but definitely not a pleasant one. But slowly, I drank the rest of it. The feeling of my own cum going to my stomach was a strange one. But I can’t say that it was disgusting.

“Good boy!”, said Natalie cheerfully. “You know what, I’m feeling aroused from the thought that all your cum you’ve been accumulating for months, went back into your own body! So, from now on, every time I let you have an orgasm, you will have to drink all your cummies!”

While I was sitting in a shock and thinking this over, Natalie leaned over the table and kissed me in my lips. I couldn’t believe it! That’s the first time my sperm touched her lips! Even if it was a small residue of it on my lips. I felt strangely flattered by that fact.

“Now I should go, I need to get ready for a date with my… you know… real boyfriend! The sight of you drinking your own cum got me really wet! I really need a good fuck now! And as for you – see you in two months!”

And she left, leaving me with a heavy feeling in my stomach from all the cum I swallowed, but at the same time with a feeling of happiness that I made my beautiful keyholder happy!

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