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Hello my name is Tom. I am from Germany and I have to say I am just 20 years old and so my English is not so good. Unfortunately I’m still a virgin, but I’m so horny that I can’t keep I have to talk about it.So this story is just an imagination how I would like too loose my virginity (including some fetish).

I have got a very sexy girl in my class and she is 20 years old too. She just looks perfect. I have never seen such a beautiful girl before. I love till the first day at school when I saw her. She has got a perfect ass everybody in school looks at it. She is very slim but not too slim either athletic.She has got a little scar at her stomach. Her breast are rather small but if they would be bigger it wouldn’t look better. Her nipples are wonderful totally round and they have got a very nice colour: dark brown.(I just saw her nipples thruogh her top when haven’worn a bra) She is 165cm tall has wonderful long blond hair, deep blue eyes and her smile charms everybody. She has got a very nice shaved bald pussy, I saw when she sit down and wore a skirt then I saw her very sexy panty->red and you could see through it! That was a year ago and today she wears even a string! 🙂 So I hope that you can understand me why I wanna fuck, especially her! I masturbate even 14 times a day but it is no more enough. I would fuck every body even older woman thats why I like incest storys with mom and son because they subscribe very well how the young sons lose their virginity.

A week ago we went on a 3 day trip with the class to the mountains. The hold way up the mountain to our cottage i walked behind her to see her escort yenibosna perfect as moving from left to the right and back again. On our trip she fell on her knee, of course I helped her up. She said thanks and blow a kiss.That was the fist time I thought she is noticing me too But wasn’t allowed to go walking the next days. My chance! The second day our class went on a 6 hour trip up the mountain and I pretended to be ill ;-)! I was allowed to aty there just me AND Patti. The class left and I went up to her room immediatly. I knocked at the door and she said: The door is open! I sit next to her and she lay in her bed. I asked what we should do the next hours untill the class will arrive. She raised and said we can do what u want. She putt her blanket away and I could see that she is only wearing a T-Shirt and unerwear. Of course I just wanted to fuck her in her tight pussy but as a gentleman I just said that we do what u want. We can play poker or something else. I said Ok. I will fetch the cards. She said just a moment I have to go on the toilet. This was my cue because I’m a pee fetish. I couldn’t hold it back and i said just do it here in your pantys, right here right now! I couldn’t believe what I said I get up and wanted to leave because I knowed she would be angry with me. But wait! WOW! I couldn’t believe my ears she said ok why not.

She stood in front of me and started to pee. Very slowly the golden shower started to trickle down at the ground.I was shocked and I didn’t know what to do. I asked her if I may touch her her panty. She said bayan escort just if I am allowed to put down my T-Shirt. I said of course but just when I’m allowed to put down my clothes. In just 30s I stod there only with my boxer and she in her underwear. My cock was rock hard, harder then ever before, the perfect girl I ever dreamed about is standing in front of me just covered in underwear which she is going to put down next time I hope. I think she was very errected too. She looked at my dick which got bigger and bigger. Her nipples stood hardly errected, I even could it see through her bra. So touched her wet panty and it was warm. I rubbed up and down her panty and she liked it I even could feel her hard clit. I didn’t what was wet her juice or the pee.

Then she said Ok sorry I think it is enough now I think it’s wrong. I said please but she just turned away. I get off my boxer and put my hand on my dick and jerked off. She looked at me and said that I should stop it. I didn’t listen I just went on. She got down on her knees put my hand away and did me a handjob. It was great her hands are so soft and she did it really good even better than I thought and I thought that that would be the best feeling I ever will have. I asked her if she would do me a blowjob. She said no even that was too much. I shouted softly at her please suck it! She did! she moved her beautiful mouth to my dick opened it and sucked fist just the head and down to the rest. It felt great, the best feeling I ever had. I think she liked it too she did it quite long. Then I couldn’t hold it back I grabbed at escort kayaşehir her tits. Oh they felt so good: soft, firm and her nipples were so hard, nearly hard as my cock. I opened her bra and throw it away. Her breasts looked as I ever could imagine. Then suddenly without asking I shot all my cum in her mouth. It doesn’t stop gallons after gallons and she sucked she sucked and sucked until my dick was nearly dry.She aked my if it was good. I just could answer that it was perfect.

Now I will do the same for you I said I leaned her back and pulled down her panty. Her pussy was tighter than I thouht! It was shaved and her clit was rock hard. I put my tongue as deep as I could, she moanded very loud. She shouted more more deeper deeper and i put my finger in her pussy. First one, then the second and she didn’t notice that my hold hand was in her vagina. It was very wet in her cunt. I could feel her juice trickle down my hand. Now she also had her orgasm.But I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted more I wanted Fuck her.

My cock was rock hard and asked her to fuck me now. She said absolutly no it’s not right! I said please just a little bit. After a minute she said Ok But just a little bit so I put my prick in her cunt just the head of my cock but it was great! I said please just a little bit more. She said OH JEAHH PLEASE! Then I fucked her very hard, as deep as I could. It felt great! She was also very satisfied! More more she wanted more and deeper. She and I fucked godlike. We got 4 or 5 orgasm one after other.

She said that I was great and I could only reply that she was GODLIKE! It was the best day ever. Then I looked out of the window and it was dark I know that the class will soon be here so we got on our clothes and couldn’t fuck again this day. But the third day we did it again again and again!

Thank you for reading my story. I would be fortunate if you would send me an E-Mail and say how you liked it.

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This story has a bit of truth to it, but it did not quite happen the way I tell it below, but I can always wish, right? None of the names are true and this is totally fiction. Thanks Sunny for your suggestions!

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Retirement wasn’t all it was cracked up to be! I really began to miss the day-to-day events of going to the office and inter-acting with my colleagues. A friend needed some help at the school where she taught English. The money wasn’t great, but it was better than sitting on my ass at home. I began teaching a group of students that were preparing to enter universities in the states. They need to pass an English exam and needed to improve their language skills before enrolling. Additionally, wives of some of the foreign executives would enroll so it was an interesting mix of students.

After the first couple of weeks of teaching a class of teens more interested in learning about American teen-age culture, I was surprised when the director brought a lady to sit in on my class. Asrar was a beautiful Arab MILF, the wife of a diplomat. After sitting in for a day she signed up for my class.

Asrar, I learned later that her name meant secret in Arabic, always dressed very stylish. Always, in western style clothes, always the top of the rack from the best ladies stores in town. She only wore the hajib scarf over her hair and wrapped it stylishly around her neck. Only her beautiful face was exposed to the outside world. When she joined my class it was winter and she normally wore a loose sweater and wool slacks, expensive suede slip-on flats with expensive jewelry around her neck and wrists.

As a student she was the best; always on time, homework ready, and attentive in class. I learned her husband was assigned to the consul and traveled a lot for his position. She had five children the oldest, a son was a freshman in college… already the typical American.

As time went on, other opportunities popped up and I decided to take another position. I announced that I was leaving to the class, giving the students a little time to get use to the idea of a new teacher and for me to finish the term. On my last day, as the other students left the room, I noticed Asrar, was lagging escort mahmutbey back, putting her books away and fumbling with her bag. I walked out of the room and came back thinking the room would be empty. Shutting the door behind me so I could make a phone call, I realized I was not alone.

Asrar was still sitting at her desk, but she had removed the hajib, a most unusual move for an Arab lady of her age. Her hair was flowing free over her shoulders.

“How did she keep all that hair wrapped up,” I thought not knowing what to say. Her hair was thick and black with a slight curl as it cascaded over her shoulder. I sat the phone down and walked to the back of the room. Asrar stood, she appeared taller than normal, but then I noticed she was wearing western pumps and a flowing skirt. As she stepped from the desk her skirt swished as she moved towards me with her hands outstretched, I took them as we embraced. The Arab mix of spices and perfume spread as I held her closer and tighter, not knowing what was going to happen next.

“I am going to miss you as my professor! It was the highlight of my day.”

My god, I never saw this coming! I could feel her breast pressing against my chest while she looked up at me with her wide almond eyes. She looked down and in a low voice, said “I know this is wrong, I have exposed myself to you. But I had to let you know that I considered you to be in my family and I could wear clothes like I would around my family.

“Asrar, I don’t know what to say…”

She pushed her face towards mine and with her lips open she pressed her lips to mine. It was only a few kisses when I felt her tongue probing, pushing deep into my mouth, and finally we were kissing like two teen-agers behind the football stadium. I didn’t know what was next but at this point I really didn’t care! Her arms wrapped around me and mine around her. I felt her hands on me like I would have never imagined and I let my right hand drop to her perfectly shaped bottom and felt her firm ass thru the silk of her skirt.

I think westerners often fantasize what is under the full burka that is worn by some Muslim women but, today eskort I was wondering what was under her stylish skirt, because my hands instinctively noticed the line of a garter belt and French cut panties under the light material.

She stepped back and looked at me then down at the toe of her shoes, “I would hope you could join me for lunch, would you follow me over to the Hilton?” Of course but, Asrar, you don’t have to do this.” Turning her head to the side, “But if I want to?” I smiled back at her. She put her hair back into a bun, rewrapped the hajib and we left the room for the last time. No one knew we had just kissed and felt each other like teenagers.

The school was in a somewhat exclusive high end business district, so I followed closely behind her black Mercedes and slid into a parking place across the row from her car. Walking into the hotel as friends, no one would have thought we had just been making out in my classroom.

Inside the lobby, I started towards the dining room when she whispered, “I can’t be seen eating in public with you, and I have a suite where we will eat.”

Stepping onto the elevator I felt her hand take mine and her body inch closer to me, looking down into her eyes I thought I saw heaven.

Once the door closed behind us, the hajib came off again, her hair was free and she became the sex kitten that kissed me in the classroom.

“Professor, please be mine today…” With that I noticed there wasn’t any food on the table and she began tugging me towards the bed room door.

Walking into the bedroom our arms wrapped around each other, Asrar fell back onto the bed and I fell with her. My hands went to the hem of her skirt and I pulled it up as he worked the side zipper exposing the olive skin of her bare thighs, between the high cut panties and the top of her tan stockings. Asrar, took the blouse off while I removed my trousers and shirt and in mere minutes we were laying on the bed, nude except for her erotic lingerie.

Kissing her cheeks I went down the softness of her face and neck and used my tongue between the cleavages of her breast again being overcome by the erotic scent of her perfume. Releasing her breast escort sultangazi with the front clasp of her matching bra, Asrar’s breast with their aroused nipples were free for my lips. Sucking one and then the other before I felt her push me back on to the bed.

Not struggling, my new lover went down my body until she was holding my cock in her hands, running her tongue up and down its length… stopping to kiss its girth every few inches until the precum started forming on the end of my cock and then she licked it away.

Asrar, took my cock into her hands and massaged it while her lips smeared her red lipstick over the head of my cock. With each passing minute, Asrar took more and more of my cock into her mouth until she had swallowed it all and was massaging my balls in her soft hands.

It didn’t take long before the cum began building in my cock and Asrar swung her legs over me and took my cock deep into her pussy. Settling down with all of my cock in her she began to sway back and forth until our hips began moving in together and her breast swung in the air in front of my face.

My god what are you doing to me, she screamed!

My hands had been on her ass and with her scream I reared back and swatted her tender ass with my open palm, getting her to scream again but loader!

“Kiss me baby!” I yelled, wanting her to bend forward so I could suck her luscious breasts. Biting at her nipples as they swayed in front of me. I wanted to cum in her pussy and it was beginning to build in my balls and move thru my cock. Asrar, started talking to me telling me she wanted me to cum in her now, how she wanted my seed in her pussy, and I couldn’t hold back! My cum shot into her pussy at the top of a stroke, she dropped back down, engulfing my cock as she dropped to catch her breath and rested squatting over my cock.

Asrar stretched out next to me after she slowly moved off my cock and for a minute she took my cock in her mouth and cleaned both of our cum from my throbbing rod.

Looking at her, kissing her face, I moved to do the same to her and licked the lips of her pussy as I cleaned the last drop of cum from her love canal.

She snuggled up again and kissed my face making me want to fuck her again … but a knock on the door interrupted us making love again. Asrar had preordered food and champagne it had arrived. It looked like she had come to play for more than an afternoon quickie. I would have to wait and find out.

What do you think happened after lunch?

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I can’t call this a dream anymore…it finally did happen…not exactly as written, but close enough…

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I dreamt about you…about your body, about how I touched you…aroused you…made love to you…about how you responded to me…about how you gave your body to our mutual pleasures…

Would you like me to share my dream with you? Would you like me to share how you looked to me? How I felt as I gazed on you beauty? How I felt as I touched you and seduced you?

My dream started with me walking up to your door. I saw myself knocking on the door in the middle of a bright spring morning. The sun warmed my back as I waited impatiently for you to come to the door. But once you opened it for me, the wait proved to be worth it!

The first thing I saw was your smile. It lit up your face touching each of your eyes as you looked at me. Your makeup was exquisitely done, not too much, but enough to enhance the innate beauty that is there. Your eyes shone as you looked at me from under their dark lashes. My heart leapt in my breast as I caught the look of absolute lust there.

Your full lips were coated in bright red lipstick. My first coherent thought was what would your lipstick look like on various parts of my body!

I didn’t have time to say do or say anything before you stepped back and told me to come in.

I turned to look at you as you closed and locked the door. You stood back against it giving me my first completely unobstructed look at you. You were dressed all in black. A black vest with a zipper down the middle that is open to the middle of your breasts. A tight black skirt with black nylons that encased your long legs and black high-heeled shoes completed the outfit.

I raised my head to look once again at your face. Your lips were slightly parted with just the hint of a shy smile. God it felt so wonderful to have such a beautiful woman as you want me, to have you ask me to come and share your day with you.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips gently against yours. Our first kiss of the day was tender, but heartfelt. I was surprised by the taste of strawberries on your lips. The taste gave me a bump in my groin and I felt myself begin to stir down there.

I pressed my hands against the door behind you and my body against yours. You pushed back against me, feeling my beginning arousal. Our kiss became more passionate and intense.

I moved my mouth to tickle your ear. I slid my tongue around your jaw line and moved down over the exposed portion of your chest. My mouth found the zipper on your vest and I pulled it down… to discover that you aren’t wearing a bra…

I pulled the zipper down to the middle of your stomach, leaving only a couple of inches in its track still closed. I ran my tongue up your stomach, through the cleft of your breasts and back to your mouth. This time, when I pressed myself to you, you hold me tightly within your arms, pulling me hard against you.

I slide my knee between your legs and press it hard into your crotch. You moan into my mouth. Hearing your pleasure makes my heart sore and causes my cock to twitch. You feel the movement against you leg and giggle lightly into my mouth.

I kneel down in front of you and pull open the last of the zipper. My head slips inside your vest and I kiss my way up to your breast. I lick your warm skin, making circles around you nipple that get smaller and smaller as I go…soon I trap the nipple in my mouth and suckle on it softly. Your hands play with my head as I work the nipple in my mouth. You sigh contentedly as my mouth plays with you. I move to your other nipple and pull it quickly into my mouth, sucking a little too hard making escort sefaköy you gasp as I do so. You pull my head from your breast in mock anger, but soon allow me to latch onto it once again. I move back and forth between your breasts, taking my time to enjoy them for several minutes.

My hands are not idle. They move down, and then up your legs and delightfully discover that you are not wearing pantyhose, but rather nylons as my they find the warm, soft flesh at the tops of the welts…my hands continue moving upwards, carrying your skirt with them.

I can smell the incredible aroma of your sex. It is strong and intoxicating. My hands move upwards to clutch the cheeks of your ass and suddenly I discover why your scent is so strong…as you are not wearing panties either!

I slip to my knees and move my head down to kiss you legs above your stockings. You shiver at the touch of my lips so close to your sex. My hands pull you towards my mouth. I snake my tongue out to touch you just above your sex. I feel your body shudder once again. I push my head into your crotch and lick and suck at your seam for several minutes as you whimper and moan above me. Your hands caress my head as I play with you. Eventually you push me away and ask what you can do for me.

I stand up and ask you to take of my shoes and socks. I watch as you kneel before me and take them off. I then tell you to take of my pants. You smile up at me as you hands move to my belt. You still haven’t figured out how to open my belt. I laugh gently and open it for you. You smile as you unbutton and unzip my pants and move them down and off my legs. I ask you to keep going and your hands move up to remove my underwear.

My cock is standing up proud and strong when your hands move back up my legs. You caress my cock and balls giggling softly as you feel it pulse. You tell me how eager my cock feels for the touch of your hands. I tell you it’s not your hands that it is eager to touch!

You laugh and ask me what is it looking for? I tell you it is looking for something warm and wet. Again you laugh and this time give the head of my prick a nice gentle kiss.

You ask me is that what is looking for? I tell you, that while it is warm, it isn’t very wet. You smile and open you mouth to take me inside it. I growl and let you know that my prick is somewhat happy now that it has found a part of you that is warm and wet…

You say “only somewhat” as you move to take me back into your mouth. I tell you that my prick is dreaming of other warm, wet parts of you. Your giggle is muffled by my being in your mouth. My prick is discovering just how warm and wet your mouth can be…very…very…wet…and very…very…warm…

I love the way you work your tongue around my manhood. I love the feel of your mouth as I push myself in and out of you. The hungrier he gets, the deeper you take him in…and the wetter he becomes.

While you are sucking me, your hands travel up to my shirt and begin to unbutton it. Soon you are pulling it off me. I stand naked before you now, my hard cock in your mouth. For the first time, I can see all of my cock as it slides in and out of your mouth…it is coated with the bright red of your lipstick. The sight causes my cock to lurch in your mouth. I growl deep in my gut.

Grabbing you shoulders, I pull you up and spin you around, bending you over. You place your hands against the door. I unclip and unzip your skirt sliding it down to the floor. You kick it away as I move between your legs and easily slip my cock into your body. You gasp and I groan as I enter you.

I begin to move slowly, but you want none of that as you push back harder and faster against me. Our speed and strength increases as we fuck in the Fourier. My hands move along your delicious ass, feeling your cheeks and rubbing your thighs gently as we move together. I love the feel of your ass as it pushes escort bayan back into my hips. The soft cushions of flesh press against me again and again as we move together, heightening our responses.

I slide my hands along the sides of your body slipping under your open vest to cup and feel the weight of your breasts. I heft your tits and pull on the nipples causing you to shudder as my cock moves within you. Suddenly, I feel your cunt gripping me in waves and you ask excitedly if I can feel it. I know you are cumming and I let you have your orgasm.

After you finish, I pull myself from inside you. My crotch is soaked with your juices. I slip my hand down to touch you there to see if you are still wet enough to play and find that you are still more than ready.

I pull you into the living room and sit you on the arm of the sofa, slipping your vest from your body. I push you backwards until your shoulders are on the sofa and your ass is still on the arm. I pull your hips to me and sink my hard cock back into your body.

Your nylon-clad legs wrap themselves around me. I feel the hard leather of your high heels against my ass as I push in and out of you, moving faster and faster, harder and harder, until you have another strong orgasm.

I pull you up into a sitting position on the arm of the sofa. Your legs are still wrapped around me as I kiss you gently, my hard cock still within your body. I can feel your heart racing as we kiss.

You push me away and stand up, pulling me around to sit on the arm of the sofa. You kneel between my legs and take my cock into your mouth. You lick and suck me for several long minutes, your hands touching and tickling my balls at the same time. I ask you if you want me to cum. You ask me if I am ready to? I tell you I could be, but that I know you don’t like the taste. I ask if you are ready to go upstairs then for some more play.

We smile at each other and you stand up and grabbing my cock, pull me behind you as you move to the stairs. I have no choice but to follow, it hurts if I resist too much…lol.

We move up the stairs and, as we come to the first landing, I push you down onto your hands and knees. Standing on a stair below you, I am at the perfect position to just move forward and…

I enter you slowly and we spend several minutes just enjoying each other as we fuck. Soon you tell me your knees are hurting and I pull you up and into my arms. We kiss. Then you take me by my cock once more and start up the stairs to your room.

We hug and kiss our way to your bed, where you push me down onto my back. Once more you move between my legs and begin to lick and suck at me. I ask you if you want to do it by the numbers? You do not understand, so I explain that the numbers I am thinking or are 6 and 9. You laugh and turn around so that we can each use are mouths on the other.

You sling your leg over my head and I bring my lips to the welt of your nylon-covered leg. My hot breath baths the skin of your thigh above the welt as I bring my lips higher to touch the softness there. I kiss, nibble and nip my way up the back of your leg to your delectable ass. Now my tongue comes into play as I swipe it broadly along the crease of your cheek and your leg, moving inward slowly. I brush my breath over your sex but do not touch it with my mouth.

I love to look on your sex. To see it when it is swollen with excitement, to see it red with lust, to see the wetness running from it when you are horny.

You twitch as you feel the heat of my breath between your legs and try to press backwards toward me, but I move over to the other cheek and kiss my way down the inside of your thigh to the welt of the other stocking. You sigh and giggle around my cock as I tease you. I move back up to the juncture of your legs and this time bring my lips to kiss the lips I find there…you moan softly as I touch your heated centre.

I suck your escort atakent nether lips one by one into my mouth. I know how much you like the feel of this when I do it…I know how it makes your growl and shiver in lust. I take you lips back into my mouth but his time I use my teeth on your lips, pulling them and scrapping them. I know you are close because your hips are moving faster and faster as I tease you.

Finally, I take you clit into my mouth and suck on it. I feel you shudder and shake and know that you are very close to cumming. I flick my tongue over your clit and feel your ass begin to rise and I know you are ready. I take you clit back into my mouth and suck on it hard are you explode into my mouth. I love the feel of you when you are cumming, how you shake and shiver, how you move to keep yourself touching me intimately on your sex, yet try to pull away from me because it is so sensitive.

I feel myself beginning to come close. Once again I warn you and ask if you want me there or elsewhere? You groan but move yourself off of me and swing to sit over me placing your hot sex against my cock. It is wet from your mouth, but soon it is wet and much more slippery from your sex.

I enjoy the feel of you rubbing yourself against me as you move back and forth on top of me. You reach down to kiss me and as you do so the angle to your sex changes and the head of my penis slips inside. I groan into your mouth and push with my hips sending my manhood deeper into you until I hear a whimper coming from you as it reaches as far as it can.

Since you are on top of me, you set the pace for the both of us. You move to suit yourself as roll and bounce gently on top of me. My body is getting more and more excited as you move towards another orgasm. My body is racing to catch up to yours but all to soon you cum again and collapse on top of me. It is too late for me to catch up to you but I don’t mind.

I sit up with you pulling you into my embrace and giving you tender kisses as your body comes down from it’s high. Your legs are cramped beneath you in this position so you move them behind me. We are sitting together with my hardness still inside you as we kiss gently. Your body is still moving and soon begins to build toward another release of pleasure.

I hug you tightly to me as you move against me, urging yourself toward your newest release. You kiss me hungrily as your body moves faster and faster. Soon enough you clench tightly against me and moan into my mouth as you cum hard. I hug you throughout your orgasm as your sex squeezes my cock strongly. I am so close to cumming but once again your orgasm subsides before I achieve my needed release.

I lay you down on your back and move between your legs. I tell you I have to cum now and am going to fuck you for me…you tell me you are ready for me…

I move into you easily as you are still open from your last orgasm. I lean down and kiss your nipples, taking first one then the other into my mouth. I move up to kiss you gently as my movements become stronger and harder.

I move my arms under your knees and push them back, giving me more access to you. Soon my thrusts begin to achieve their desired affect as I feel my balls tighten. My hips are slapping forcefully against you as I pump myself in and out of you with stronger and stronger thrusts. The loud sound of our flesh slapping together reverberates off the walls of the bedroom.

I feel the tension mounting in my nuts as I move closer and closer to my release. I ask you if you are ready and you tell me you are and I tell you that I will come soon. I thrust for a couple of more minutes until I feel myself tipping over the edge. With a deep groan I tell you I’m cumming and let go inside of you.

My orgasm is strong. I feel myself shoot several loads of cum into you. My orgasm leaves me weak but I keep myself up on my hands and knees to kiss you once more. I roll over on my side and take you with me, my hand rubbing you back gently as we quietly kiss.

You reach down to feel me and discover that I am already starting to get hard again. You laugh and tell me that you are not quite ready for round two but your kisses are getting hotter every time you touch my lips…round two is not too far away…

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Amy stared at the square black envelope, placed conspicuously on the driver’s seat of her sport utility vehicle. After a quick scan of the faculty parking lot, the twenty-five year old plucked the envelope from its resting place and climbed into the truck, her tailored skirt sliding up her bare legs as she did so. Her heart beating insistently, Amy pulled the slip of paper from the black enclosure.

“Oh, Franklin,” she sighed, reading the familiar script. “What shall I do with you?” Amy glanced at the clock on the dashboard, flicked open her cellular phone, and dialed her husband.

“Daniel, sweetheart?” Amy ran glistening, dark red lipstick across her pursed lips.

“Oh, hi, darling,” Daniel replied, distracted. “I actually meant to call you — I’ll be late tonight.”

She felt a puff of relief. “Oh no, not again, sweetie. It doesn’t seem fair.”

“Well, unless you want your new Range Rover repossessed, I’ve got to stay.”

Amy heard the clicking of keys from his computer. Only the flimsiest of alibis would be required, and so that was what she offered.

“Well, as it turns out, I won’t be home until nine anyway. Holly and I are going to hit the stores to pick up materials for next week’s lesson.”

“O.k., I shouldn’t be much later than that,” he answered, and Amy again heard the chattering of his keyboard. “I’ll call otherwise.”

Liberated, Amy brought her vehicle’s large engine to life, and roared out of the Murray P. Sloan High School parking lot.

2

Unlike many of the abandoned buildings surrounding it, the Lehigh Hotel had at least received something in return for the honor it surrendered long ago. It may not have been prosperity, but it was enough to allow the hotel’s continued operation, which was more than could be said of the fire-blackened movie theatre joined to its north wall, or the gutted department store attached to the south. Compared to these failed structures, the Lehigh’s shabby maroon awnings, faded sign, and intact windows appeared welcoming.

Amy glided past the leering hotel manager, and self-consciously tugged the collar of her blouse together, which although modestly cut, was pulled tight over her full breasts. She hated this ritual inspection by the manager, a fat, balding man whose name she remembered as Lewis. Furthermore, no matter when she was summoned to the hotel, he was there, either reclining on the ripped leather chair behind the desk, or flipping through a magazine, occasionally pornographic.

Feeling the slight blush imposed by escort çapa the manager fading from her cheeks, Amy tapped on the battered door of room 17.

“This afternoon’s entertainment is here,” she announced to Franklin as he swung open the creaking door. Falling into his arms, she detected a trace of the cologne she had recently purchased for him as a birthday gift.

“Mmm, you smell nice, baby,” Amy said softly, craning her neck to look up at him. “And you look nice, too,” she added, stepping back from him and appreciating the way his broad, muscled chest stretched taut his black t-shirt.

“Nice-looking for an old man, right?”

“Forty-seven is not old,” she corrected him, watching him grimace. “You certainly don’t act it.”

“Oh, thanks, that makes me feel a whole lot better,” he laughed, and Amy lightly pulled him by the hand into the dim room. It was illuminated only by the glow of candles, and a sliver of sunlight peeking through a crack in the drawn curtains.

“Four weeks is too long, honey,” he murmured, sliding his hand along the gentle curve of her bottom, still encased in her tight white skirt.

Jokingly, Amy slapped his hand away. “Aren’t you at least going to buy me a drink, sailor?” She reached for the two glasses of champagne already waiting on the end table. Handing him one of the flutes as he sat down on the edge of the bed, Amy took a sip of the lightly bubbling wine. Its chill was delightful, contrasting with the sticky heat of this late-summer day, for which the room’s small, rattling air conditioner was no match.

“Oh my god, this is so good.” She took another, more generous, mouthful. “Tell me this wasn’t expensive, Franklin.”

“Well, I’ve saved up – as you know, we haven’t spent much on hotel bills,” he answered, waving at the cramped, spare room.

She smiled, wondering just how much they had spent on the Lehigh’s consistently miserable rooms during the last seven years. Despite Franklin’s regular pleas to frequent plusher hotels, Amy insisted on their meetings always taking place here. The Lehigh Hotel’s unfortunate location in a desolate corner of the city, a highway and a world away from Amy’s suburban home, was among the reasons. Although she always felt nervous threading her way through the hostile neighborhood ringing the hotel, it was that neighborhood which protected her secret, at least by anyone she knew.

“Oh, I love this song!” Amy gave a quick twist to the volume control of the radio Franklin had brought escort bayan istanbul along, and the suggestive rhythm of a dance track poured out of its speakers. After taking another gulp of champagne, Amy set her glass down, lifted her arms above her head, and began swaying her hips to the music. Franklin leaned back on his elbows, watching Amy’s golden hair cascade down her shoulders as she freed it from its ponytail.

Moving to the pulsing beat of the song, Amy fixed her clear, blue eyes on Franklin, and slowly undid each button on her blouse. As she moved toward him, Amy allowed the open shirt to fall from her, and then lazily slid the thin straps of her white lace brassiere from her shoulders. Franklin reached for her, but Amy twirled away from him, leaving him staring at her back.

“Now, there’s not a bit of patience in you, Mr. Franklin Wainwright, is there?” she scolded him playfully, peering at him over her bare shoulder.

“It is not impatience, my dear,” he replied, amused, “but a profound weakness for you, and I’d like to think of that as a virtue, not a vice.”

“Oh, my mistake,” she laughed, taking a few more steps away from him, and letting the brassiere drop to the carpet. Her large breasts swaying freely, she felt a bit of relief from the room’s warmth as she continued to rhythmically weave through the maze of cheap furniture. As she encountered the wall across from the bed, she stopped and reached behind her, her fingers locating the zipper of her skirt. Her hips undulating to the beat of the music, Amy forced the metal tab of the zipper down. Looking back at Franklin, she gradually wriggled out of the garment’s clinging fabric, leaving her body adorned only by the delicate strip of a white thong, and her heeled sandals.

“You are magnificent, Amy. You don’t know how I’ve missed you.”

“Why, thank you.” Spurred by his compliment, Amy turned and sauntered toward him, permitting him ample time to take in the gentle curves of her body in the flickering, amber candlelight. “Please tell me, darling,” she inquired, climbing on the bed to straddle him where he sat, “what is it that you missed so much?”

His dark, brown eyes twinkled. “Everything, my dear. Although,” he continued, inhaling deeply as he brushed his lips across her neck, “there are some things that I missed more than others.”

“Oh, is that so?” Amy ran her fingers through his thick, flowing hair, gently guiding him to her breasts.

Franklin brought his mouth to her nipple, and lightly escort etiler flicked it with the tip of his tongue. “Exquisite,” he whispered, looking up at her as he began to suck insistently on the hardening nub. His hand reached up to cradle her other breast, his thumb and index finger occasionally pinching its engorged nipple.

Amy let her head fall back, enchanted by the sensations washing over her. There was the calming fog of the champagne, peeling each of the day’s concerns from her. The scent of jasmine being released from the candles sprinkled across the room. And the soothing repetition of the music’s beat. Even the heat of the room, it seemed, had opened the pores of her skin, magnifying the intensity of each of her lover’s kisses, nibbles, and caresses.

Dreamily, Amy slid her hand down to tug at the zipper of his pants.

“Mmm, how’s my big boy?” she asked softly, reaching in and wrapping her fingers around the familiar width of his penis. Pleased that he was already hard, she gingerly extracted the thick shaft, and sank to her knees.

“He’s desperately hungry for you, dear Amy,” Franklin rasped, slowly leaning back on the bed.

“No,” she replied, pausing to moisten her lips, “I’m the one who’s hungry, darling.”

Amy grasped his erection by the base to steady it, and swiftly pushed all she could into her mouth. She delighted in Franklin’s gasp as she began to roughly pump the oversized member in and out of her soft lips. Although Amy tried to slow down — she had meant to tease him, torture him — she couldn’t stop herself. Franklin seemed to sense it, and with his hand, gathered up her flailing hair into a makeshift ponytail and used it to force her head up and down his length.

After only a few moments, Amy heard his breathing change to a jagged series of quick huffs, and felt his large body shift. Pulling him from her mouth with a noisy slurp, Amy looked up at him.

“Let me have it, darling. Do it in my mouth.”

Amy glanced down at the swollen penis aggressively pulsing in her hand, admiring it. Impatiently, Franklin grabbed the back of her head, and plowed the wedge deep into her mouth. After only a few, short strokes, the muscles in his 225-pound frame tensed, and soon Amy felt spurt after spurt of his warm, syrupy liquid sprinkling her tongue. She began sucking, her lips hugging his skin, while her hand vigorously milked the twitching shaft. Amy held on tightly, not wanting the slippery, thrusting cock to escape her mouth until she had subdued it.

After a moment, when Amy was convinced that she had coaxed the last of his ejaculate from him, she stood up, and slowly ran her tongue across her glistening lips.

“There’s more where that came from, isn’t there, baby?” she asked sweetly, sliding her panties down her tanned legs and onto the floor.

-Continued in Part Two-

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Thanks to Angel Love for editing assistance with this story.

This is a story about a teacher I had in high school that was pretty hot. It is not a true story, even though I wish it was. She was about 5’7″ tall, with long brown hair and a nice set of tits that I stared at some times in class. She had a nice pair of legs that I would love to just caress. She is not very thin but not very chubby. She mostly dressed conservative but sometimes a little bit adventurous. She frequently wore long skirts that were slit up the leg. I would stare at her legs when they came out of the dress. Sometimes I would ask her for help and she would bend over and her breasts were right there. I felt like staring at them and just grabbing them and ripping her shirt off and tittie fucking them.

I am nothing special myself. I am 5’9″ tall and about 180 lbs. I’m not solid muscle but not fat and I have about a 6 inch dick, probably not that big but what can I do. One day she asked me to come and stay after school because she wanted to talk with me. Everyone said I was in trouble and typical high school stuff but I really didn’t think so. I really didn’t know what it was for. When I got there she was standing right at the door and when I got escort bayrampaşa in she locked it behind me. When I asked why she locked the door she said that it was because what we were going to talk about was personal.

She sat at her desk and pulled a chair up for me. I sat down a little wary. She had taken her sweater off that she was wearing during the day revealing a shirt that was really tight across her tits. She caught me looking and just smiled. She started talking about my grades and how I have been doing so well. Then she caught me looking at her tits again. I just couldn’t stop because they were just so beautiful.

She finally said here and raised her shirt and flashed me. She really had the greatest tits I had ever seen. She said, “Are you happy?”

I replied, “Ummmmm yeah, I really enjoyed that!”

She said a little sadly, “I don’t know why. I am so ugly.”

“No you are not! I think you are really hot!”

She blinked, “No I am not.”

“Yes you are!” I said unrelenting and pointing at the bulge in my pants. “Just look what you did to me!!”

She smiled a little shyly.

“God I think you are so gorgeous. I’ve eskort been so fascinated with you all year. You have such wonderful long legs and those, well those tits!! I exclaimed, a little surprised at myself.

Taking off her shirt she jiggled them saying, “You like these?”

“Oh my God, yesssss!” I hissed, as I reached out and grabbed them.

She responded by moaning and purring.

“I’d love to see more!” I begged.

She slowly unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She had no panties on and was completely shaved which I loved. Her lips stuck out of her pussy which was very hot.

“Come here,” she commanded.

I got up and walked over to her. She grabbed me and kissed me hard.

“I ummmmm I’m a virgin Ma’am,” I stammered.

I think she almost came from hearing that! She cooed, “It would my pleasure to take your virginity.”

She took me in her arms and kissed me lightly, but then I took her face in my hands and kissed her passionately. I eventually opened my mouth and frenched her. She started purring. I started to caress her tits but she grabbed my hands and really made me grab them. She started moaning.

She stopped the kissing and then escort gaziosmanpaşa whispered sexually, “Baby, I want you to eat me out.”

I started kissing down her body to her pussy. It was so beautiful and I told her this and she thanked me. I started licking the lips and she started to moan. I used my fingers to spread her lips and found her clit and started sucking it. She started moaning louder and she started to buckle at the knees so she sat in her chair. She came after a little more sucking saying that she came so quick because she was so turned on from when I was staring.

“My cock is really straining in my pants,” I groaned.

“Ohhhh I can take care of that baby,” she smiled. “Sit down here,” she ordered, pointing at the chair I had just eaten here pussy in.

She opened my pants and took out my cock and I almost thought she had a heart attack. I started apologizing for the size, but she said no it was very big for her. She told me I was 2 inches bigger than her husband and 2 inches thicker. She started stroking me a little and I got really hard. I grew an extra inch.

She took me in her mouth and started bobbing up and down on my dick and I couldn’t hold out long and I came so much some of it seeped out of her mouth.

Swallowing it all, she giggled, “Mmmmmmm that was yummy baby. I’d love to continue this some other time……”

If you have any comments good or bad about this story please tell me I would like to get better at this since this is my first time. Thank you for reading.

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Mrs. LaFave was a history teacher at my school. At 29, she was the youngest teacher at my school, and was well liked by everyone. Especially the guys. She was extremely beautiful, with long, straight brown hair and a very petite body. I had thought about her many times while masturbating. In fact, she was my number two jackoff fantasy, second only to one girl, which I will explain in a few moments. I had started writing seriously a year before, in eleventh grade, and a lot of my stories were history-based, including a series based during the Norman conquest of England. I had told her about them, and she was interested in reading them, so I would drop off a couple to her, and she’d read them. Once finished, she’d tell me what she liked or didn’t like, where I’d made historical mistakes (I liked having accuracy in my stories), or things that just seemed stupid. During this time, I was going through the usual high school troubles. Paramount among these troubles (at least for me) was a girl I’d been head over heels for for quite some time. However, as is usually the case with a guy like me (the quiet, shy, scared of women kind), she either didn’t know I existed or simply didn’t give a shit. One day while talking to Mrs. LaFave about my latest story, I was particularly distraught. I had actually talked to the girl the night before, and the usual “Let’s be friends” talk had occurred. Mrs. LaFave asked me what was wrong.

“It’s just some personal stuff,” I replied.

“Something’s pretty wrong,” she said. “I can tell. And I’m worried. I think you should talk to someone.” Apparently, I gave off the air that I was about to escort güngören put the .303 my uncle had given me under my chin. I quickly realized she was thinking this.

“No!” I said upon realization. “No, it’s not what you think. I mean, I had thought about that…but…no. It’s not for me.” A look of relief came upon her face. I sighed. “Ok. Here it is. There’s this girl. You know her. Laura Rodgers, in your first period.” She nodded. “Well, she and I have known each other for a while. At least ten years. I’ve had a huge crush on her for most of that time. I didn’t tell her about it until recently, though. She’s been kinda off and on about whether we will go out, and since I’m a pansy I just let it keep going on. Well, last night, I had the ‘let’s be friends’ speech. I’m still kinda messed up about it.”

“Oh. Well, there’s plenty of girls out there, you know.”

“Yeah, I know. It just seems that none of them are even remotely interested in me. I’m not some conceited jackoff who beats on his girlfriend and cheats on her, so they aren’t interested.”

“That’s not what a woman wants,” she said.

“Well, based upon everything I’ve seen, it is.”

“Then you’re not looking at the right girls.” Neither of us said anything for a little while. I was standing next to her desk. She suddenly stood and moved towards me. Before I could say anything, her face was just in front of mine, and getting closer. I felt her lips meet mine. I kissed her for a few seconds, not quite realizing what was happening. When I did finally realize, I backed away, quickly.

“Wait…” bayan escort I said. “This is wrong.” I looked at her for a moment, and that was it. I went back to her and continued kissing her. We kissed passionately for a few minutes. Soon, I had her on her back behind her desk. I felt her reach her hand down to my crotch. I reached into her shirt and began to fondle her breasts. They were small, no larger than a small B-cup. I loved small breasts, and somehow, this got me even harder. I opened her shirt and exposed the light blue cups of her bra. I undid her bra (thankfully it was one of those front opening ones) and began to suck on her nipples. She moaned and began to undo my belt. I helped her, and soon, I was clad only in my underwear and my t-shirt. She pulled the t-shirt up and over my head. She slipped her hand into my underwear and began to stroke my hardon. I reached down and pulled on her pants, trying to get them down. She wriggled out of them, and I slipped my hand into her panties. Her pussy was smooth, except for a small patch of hair just above her lips. I slid my fingers between her lips and started to finger her. She moved her hips against my hand and squeezed my cock harder. She slid my underwear down, to expose my cock. I soon slid her panties down and got between her legs. I looked up at her. “I’ve never done this before,” I told her.

“It’s ok. I’ll guide you through it.” With that, she buried my face into her pussy. I began licking. She shuddered when I first touched my tongue to her. It tasted great, like nothing I’d ever had before. She was extremely wet, and escort güneşli I probed into her with my tongue, lapping it up. Soon she started to whine a little, and she started to grind her hips against my face. I fought for air as I continued licking. Soon she came, and I felt her juices running onto my face.

After she stopped convulsing, she moved my head away. “That was great. You’re sure you’ve never done this before?”

“No, I never have.”

“You’re a natural.”

“Thank you,” I said, blushing. She gently pushed me onto my back.

“Now it’s your turn.” She slowly started to kiss down to my crotch. Soon I felt her warm breath just above my cock. Then…

“Oh…” I moaned as she took me into her warm, wet mouth. This was the most amazing feeling. She took me all the way into her throat, then slid me all the way out, again. She did this several times, then started to kiss and lick along the shaft, down to my balls. She sucked on my balls for a little while, then went back up to my cock. She slipped me into her mouth again. I knew I wasn’t going to last very long. Not with how incredible this felt. She seemed to sense this, because she soon started to suck even harder and faster. This was it. “Oh, God…” I started to tense. “Mrs. LaFave…I’m gonna…”

I began shooting my cum into her mouth. She continued to suck throughout the whole orgasm, swallowing every drop of my cum. Soon, I stopped spurting, and she licked me clean. She then came up to face level. “How was that?”

“It was incredible.”

“Now do you believe me?”

“What?” I asked, unsure what she meant.

“There are plenty of other girls out there.”

“Oh. That. Yeah, I guess so.”

“Good,” she said, getting up and getting dressed. “You’re gonna have to last longer next time.”

“What do you mean?”

“Getting eaten out is great, but I want you in me next time. Understand?”

More to come…

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As always everyone is over 18 and thanks to spikeandholly for editing this for me. This is the beginning to a new story line I’ve been playing around with and more will come soon. The story has both lesbian and anal themes, mixed with a tiny bit of reluctance. Also, thanks to Stacy (you know who you are) for the last bit of inspiration I needed. I hope everyone enjoys this story, leave comments and rate please.

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Logan lay in his bed anticipating future events. It was almost two am, but for him that did not matter. The time was not what captivated his thoughts, but more so how truly awake he felt. He would only be able to sleep for a few hours before feeling fully rested. As strange as that behavior may sound,nothing about him was ordinary. All his life he knew something about him was different , but he dared not tell anyone or seek guidance about these thoughts. Instead he pretended as if he was normal, like he was unable to lift an astronomical amount of weight, or run faster than a fired bullet, or even fly. He had no explanation for any of it and had no real history on who gave birth to him or where he was born. He had no way of finding out anything about his condition that would possibly be helpful. For all he knew he was the only one with this “condition”. He had grave fears that someone would discover his secret, and gave too much time to these fearful thoughts. His nightmare would be to be discovered and quickly become a military experiment or trapped in a lab being poked and prodded surrounded by doctors. Instead Logan kept everything about it quiet. Not telling his friends or any of the teachers.

Logan attended a small private college where students had on-campus dorms. The dorms were obviously split between buildings, separating the males from the females. This was a decision from the faculty many years ago. It was an attempt to curb unnecessary pregnancies and limit drama. While it helped, this did not stop the events completely. The students always found a way to cohort with each other, which brings Logan to his current task. One of the hotter girls in this school, Jessica, had a tendency to escape from her bed late at night and sneak into the girls showers to play with herself. She would choose a toy or two from her secret collection under her bed, then take a long, hot shower while pleasuring herself for hours. At least this was the rumor around campus

Logan was determined to find out if this was true by sneaking over to the girls building and artfully get himself into the girls showers. There he would watch first hand. While plotting his mischievous plan, he reminisced when he first heard about this rumor.

While drinking from a water fountain after class, he noticed a group of girls standing nearby in one of their social circles. They were engrossed in the daily gossip, unable to remove themselves or focus their attention on anything else for fear of missing a juicy little piece. Being so absorbed in the conversation, they were talking much louder than appropriate for a campus hall. It didn’t matter to him if they were whispering or shouting as he could pick up conversations from extremely long distances and had to tune out most of the sounds he heard. Luckily it was a effortless task. The girls kept using the article “her” and he quickly realized they were not talking about each other, yet one of their peers. After a few moments he learned of the juicy rumors. His thoughts quickly moved to Jessica, naked, in a hot steamy shower. Once he heard this rumor, his mind was made up. He would see himself to the show. A live show.

Logan shared his dorm room with a rather particular person. His roommate was quiet, shy and rarely spoke his mind. A perfect person to keep his mouth shut if the nights events went sour. He was confident enough in himself that everything would go his way. He carefully removed himself out of his bed. His feet planting firmly into the floor. He distributed his weight gingerly on the old creaky floor so as to to limit any sound. as He opened the door without hitch. He had put much forethought into this and oiled the hinges earlier in the day to ensure it remained quiet. After closing the door, he made his way down the hall toward the exit. He could have just hovered his way over since he was able to levitate himself off the floor and even propel himself forward with great speed, but he would not use that ability with the chance of someone seeing him. Not even a inch off the ground to limit any sound from being made.

He quietly made his way down the hall, staying on the thick carpet that was laid over the wood floor. The walls were built from a rich expensive wood that he could not recognize and the floors the same. The dimly lit hallway was lined with elaborate timber doors that lead into more rooms. Two people to a room and the dorm was 4 stories High. The bottom level was the kitchen, living room and a study room. Logan’s room was luckily on the second floor. It only took him a few moments to reach the stair case, descend down it and find himself at the escort fındıkzade door that leads outside. Outside was the courtyard and at the exact opposite end of the courtyard was the girls dorm. The courtyard was rectangle with the furthermost points being the dorms. Normally this wouldn’t be a bother, but there were night guards that stalked the grounds. Not many, but enough to be an annoyance.

He took out his black ski mask and placed it over his head. Wearing all black was a prudent step to remain undetected. He had on Vibram footwear, black turtleneck, black gym pants and black gloves. Pulling out his watch, he placed his fingers on one of the timers and peaked his head out one of the small windows of the door. A few nights ago he slipped up onto the roof of the boys dorm and made extensive notes on the guards patrol routine. They were creatures of habit, and all of there routes were timed. His watch would come in handy. He had it placed on his left wrist, but in an reversed fashion. He looked outside again and at his mark, he opened the door and went outside.

He had fifteen seconds to hug the wall to his immediate right and keep flat until he reached his first checkpoint. The courtyard had many rectangle stonewalls that centered a flower bed, benches and bushes. This would give him sufficient cover while breaking into the guards lines. The first checkpoint was one of the stonewalls. They were about three and a half feet tall which allowed him to crouch behind the wall and remain hidden. He pushed his side into the wall and crouched as low as possible. He looked at his watched and waited for two minutes to go by before rushing to the next checkpoint. Once there, he stayed near the bush and allowed the lone guard to walk by. It was very dark out which is why the guards had flashlights. However, it was simple enough to stay out of the light.

The courtyard was littered with greenery and classic marble stone. Carved statues laid on pedestals and were placed symmetrically in the courtyard. Almost all the decorations were placed in a coordinated fashion. The guard finally made enough ground where Logan was able to go past him and reach the halfway mark between the two dorms.

Once he arrived at checkpoint three he poked his head over the stonewall to look at the guards. They seemed bored and docile. Blindly walking their routes without really paying attention to anyone. The dean decided to hire them after some of college students vandalized a few of the building walls with graffiti. The guards did prevent any future occurrences, but it seemed a tad extreme.. It was just a little paint on a wall, and there were other methods to halt the disorder that would be much less costly.

The guard closest to his proximity was turning around a corner on the stone bricked walkway. Once the guard made the bend, he hurled himself over the wall, landing discretely in some grass. He crouched and shuffled right behind the guard,momentarily thinking of how easy it would be to take him down. The thought instantly left his mind as fast as it had come. He went past the guard to his last check point. A cursory glance at this watch told him he needed to wait two more minutes before he would be at the door to the girls dorm. This would lead to the most difficult part of the erotic, covert mission he had embarked upon. The girls dorm main door was locked from the inside. He had already purchased a lock picking kit and practiced on a few locks he purchased at a local hardware store. The problem he faced was he had only a few precious moments to pick the lock and get inside.

One of the guards walks by a main door every minute and a half. It strangely seemed that it was enough time to pick a silly lock and gain entrance, but it hardly was. At his mark he moved over to the door. It was extremely dark out thanks to the heavy clouds that lingered in the moist air. Soon the clouds would pour rain upon the ground, but hopefully he had enough time to watch the show and get back to his room without getting wet.

He pulled out the lock picking kit and slid the tension wrench into the lock, then he carefully glided the pick into the locking mechanism. He easily found the first pin in the back. With a few simple vibrations, the first pin rested on the edge of the shear line. It took him thirty seconds to get the first pin and he was sure he had four more to go. He didn’t even bother looking behind him to check the guards. He just focused on the next pin. Forty-five seconds later he was able to complete the lock and turn it. He pulled the wrench and pick out of the lock abruptly, making the slightest amount of noise. He opened the door quietly and was able to slip inside without any notice from the guards.

Once inside he took a moment to gather his bearings. His eyes adjusted to the limited light indoors. This was the first time he was in the girls dorm room. Boys were strictly forbidden. If the design was the same for the boys dorm the showers would be in the basement. escort istanbul There was a locker room down there as well with access to a gym for the girls. The locker room should have direct access to the showers and again if it was similar to the boys dorm, there would not be shower stalls, but a room with shower heads that the girls take turns in sharing. He was getting closer to his prize, but he was hoping the gossip he heard earlier was correct. According to the reports Jessica would get to the showers around three am.

It was a strange notion to think he had super-human abilities, yet he was still a warm blooded male with raging hormones and just wanted to see some ass. After locating the stairs he traveled down each step with delicacy. He knew not if any girls were up or if he would accidentally run into Jessica. He just had to keep moving forward to get his reward.

It didn’t take long to get to the locker room. But his worst fear was starting to come into reality. He could not hear anything in the showers. Was this trip all for nothing? He hoped not. Still he kept pushing forward until he heard the sound of a bag being dropped. He instantly froze in place and looked around. The locker room was fairly large and to the right of it was where the showers were located. It didn’t take long to get near the entrance of the showers, but the layout was proving to be difficult. To get into the shower room you walked though an arched doorway that was about six feet wide. Once in the shower room there was no real place to hide. It was a square room with a horizontal wall in the middle that carried more shower heads. The only place he would remain hidden was up against a row of lockers that faced the entrance. That limited his visibility to only the horizontal wall that had about five shower heads. So if Jessica decided to do her little show anywhere except that wall all of this would have been for nothing. He would not be able to watch her, only hear her. Too bad he wasn’t able to see through walls.

He stayed at the far right corner of the locker room waiting for Jessica to present herself. Then he saw her, she walked right by and into the shower room. From his position, Logan heard her turn on one of the lights in the shower room. The show was about to start and his mind raced. He tip toed carefully to the edge of the entrance and peaked around the corner. From there he could clearly see Jessica’s back and on the floor beside her was a gym bag. She bent down and opened the bag by pulling the zipper fly to the opposite end of the bag. She ruffled though the contents until she found her towel and placed it on a small wooden chair. The shower walls were bright white tiles with a colorful flower design painted on them. He guessed this made the shower room more feminine and welcoming.. The wooden chair was accompanied by another chair right next to it. Only the second chair had nothing on top if it. Interesting he thought to himself.

Jessica had only turned on one light in the bathroom. . The light bulbs were positioned in a way that it created a spotlight on the wall where she was standing. This ensures that it would be burdensome on her eyes to look into the locker room where Logan was. He congratulated himself silently on his ideal planning and position and was confident that he could sit along the lockers and not be seen if she looked his way.. This theory worked well in practice as he moved over to the lockers and settled in for the show as Jessica turned around and let her bathrobe fall to the ground.

Logan’s attentiveness was instantly peaked. She was not completely naked yet instead had laced booty shorts that hugged her ass and a laced bra that pushed her boobs together. It was an amazing sight to behold. Jessica was medium in height, had wavy dark brown hair that flowed evenly down, just below her shoulders. She had dimples in her checks that highlighted her brown eyes and dark eye lashes. She also owned a very cute smile which was exposed as she unclasped her bra that was holding her breasts firmly together. The blue bra fell lightly on the floor which allowed her full breasts to fall to their natural perky position. She had a slim frame that made her breasts appear larger than they are.. When looking at her front her nipples were bright and pert. The areola around her nipple was just slightly darker than her skin color. It was obvious that when she tanned, she tanned completely nude.

Her chest cropped down to her stomach with a very cute belly button. Her hips were wide, but not overly wide and lead down to her legs that were unmistakably a huge asset to her already sexy body. She turned around so her back was to him and shifted her hips to the left as she slowly began to pull her panties down to her knees. She hesitated a little and turned her head ever so slightly, seeming to want to look behind her. She continued to look ahead and didn’t,pull her panties off, bending over as she did. Her legs were touching as this happened and her beautiful ass was in full view. escort aksaray She didn’t have a large ass, but it was full and shapely. Her butt had a tear drop shape that was very appealing. Her checks were spread apart once she pulled the panties under her toes. This allowed Logan to peer directly into Jessica’s pussy and her little rosebud. As quickly as he was able to gaze into her womanhood the sight was gone. She has stood back up and walked to one of the shower heads. The dial that allowed the water to start flowing was all digital. All she needed to do was pick a temperature and water would start shooting out. She would also be able to changed the spray settings if she so desired.

The water began to run out of the head and falling onto her naked body. It was very sexy to see water break off her body and steam begin to rise from the heat. He could barely contain himself and his thoughts started going to naughty places. She had her hair up and a messy bun to avoid getting it wet. Again her back was to the lockers where Logan was as which showed off her beautiful curves. The water slammed onto her chest, down her stomach, ran into her pelvis and cascaded onto her inner thighs. Just as he wondered when and if she was going to play with herself, her hands begun massaging her breasts. It was distinctively apparent through her motions that she was trying to slowly up work herself up. That and the hot water started to do the job in spades. She let go a small moan, that made Logan’s cock flex. Her hands went from her breasts down her side and over her ass. She bent over slightly and spread her cheeks apart. It was like she was doing it for him, but she had no idea he was there. At least he didn’t think so. Her right hand left her ass to be firmly placed on the shower wall. She braced herself as he other hand moved over her hip and into her mound.

From there it was hard to see, but he figured she was separating her pussy lips to lightly rub her clit. She moaned once more and arched her back. The events were elevating quickly as he could clearly see her stick two fingers inside of herself. He was about twenty feet away from Jessica in a straight line, but luckily he had enhanced vision. If he focused on a certain spot his eyes would enlarge the image like an optical zoom. He focused directly on her sweet pussy was able to make it out in better detail. From this angle her could see she did not have large pussy lips, but they were clearly visible unlike other pussies where you see just the slit. If she bent over even more, her clit would be noticeable too. And since her legs were together her rosebud was still still playing shy. She then turned around, placed her back against the wall and her hand quickly found her pussy. Her clit was very bold and very enlarged. It was burning red and Jessica’s fingers started to stroke it with more intensity. Another moan escaped her pretty mouth only this time more audible than any of the other ones. Almost like she was tired of trying to hold back and just wanted to express her passion. She looked down at her pussy as one hand squeezed her breast so tightly the cleavage protruded from the gaps in her fingers and the other hand massaged her clit with a technique that was clearly well practiced.

Logan looked up at her eyes at this point to see them going from being open and aware, to half closed and tired, but mostly in an absolutely pleasurable state. Her eye lids would flicker, and her facial muscles twitch. She would smile at one moment and make the “O” face right after and alter between the two. Soon her legs begun to shake and she slowly drifted down until her ass hit the floor. Her back was still leaning up against the wall, but she slouched a little to allow easier access for her hands. Suddenly her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she screamed.

“Unnngghhhh”

It was clear she was having an orgasm, and a very nice one at that. The best part was that he was starting right at it. It wasn’t until this moment he realized his cock was enlarged and wanted to escape the enclosed space it felt trapped in. He decided not to risk it and pull it out in case he needed to make a fast escape. He silently cursed as the show was making him extremely hard.

As soon as her orgasm subsided she was composing herself and lifting herself up off the ground. Logan braced himself as if it was the moment to leave, but Jessica walked over to her bag and pulled out two long cock shaped toys. She then grabbed a chair and placed it right in the path of the shower. Water splashed on the chair and she turned the chair so she could sit on it backwards. She hung her pelvis slightly off the edge. Her face was toward the shower and he wondered what was going through her head at this moment. Her ass was pointed straight at him and he could not anticipate what was going to happen next. She first took the purple vibrator and pushed it deep into her pussy. There was no hesitation and plenty of her juices to slide it in without restriction. The vibrator went all the way in and only the last inch or so poked out of her wet hole. She had great control over her kegel muscles. The second toy was a a tad larger and more flexible. She scraped some of the lingering juices from her pussy and did her best to smooth them over her ass. She widened her legs and flexed her rosebud as to warn it for the upcoming assault.

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John traced his fingers along Anne’s spine. He knew it was a ticklish spot for her, and she shuddered into awakening. Drowsily, she looked up into his eyes and blinked a few times. As she gathered her bearings, she smiled and nuzzled her head against his sunlight-soaked chest. He leaned against her, stealing a breath of the intoxicating scent in her hair.

“Hi.” She said to his chest, smiling into it.

“Good morning.” He responded, letting her feel the vibrations in his chest as he spoke, hoping to stir up in her, memories of other vibrations. They cuddled together a little more, her nose pushing closer to his chest with each sweet inhale, naked bodies touching but not in a strangely intimate way. Finally he pulled away saying, “I have to take a shower.”

She made a pout, but complied and rolled back over on her side to sleep. However, sleep did not come easy, and she was only distracted by thoughts of the night before. She recalled John’s dick all over her, in her mouth, on her nipple, inside her pussy, and began to feel a fresh wetness between her legs. The water turned on in the shower, which only brought up more distracting images of John soaping up his naked body, carefully handling his package, maybe even masturbating…

Suddenly escort beykent a wonderfully sneaky idea occurred to her. She crept out of bed turned on a hair dryer to make it seem like she was doing her hair. Then, she ever so gently pushed open the bathroom door and, with a slinking hand, flicked off the bathroom light and the hair dryer.

“Honey? Did you blow a fuse?” John asked, but Anne offered no response, for she was stifling her giggles and excitement. Quickly, she entered the bathroom and approached the shower. She had the door opened and closed behind her before he could even shout, and pressed him against the shower wall; her mouth silencing his, “Hey, what gives?”

Pulling away, she shushed him, “It’s okay,” she whispered huskily in his ear, nibbling the sensitive area below it and making him groan, “I’ll call an electrician, but for now why don’t we make our own electricity?” She began to stroke his dick as she licked and kissed his neck, still pressing him against the wall with her own wet, naked body- the steam from the hot shower nothing compared to the heat of her sex rubbing against his thigh while her hands worked, so close to, his package.

“Here, istanbul escorts let me help you soap up,” she said, massaging his body with lathered hands. He loved her massages, and she knew it, working into all the places that made him groan and start to quicken his breathing. She worked her way down, skipping his hard cock, which made him almost growl, and rubbed his thighs, his calves, then back up again until her mouth was so close to his cock that he could feel her gently blowing air on it and shivered.

“I think this area needs a spit-shine.” She said. God, she hated all the cheesy lines she was using, but knew that he adored them and couldn’t care less once she was taking him into her mouth slowly, using tantalizing strokes of her tongue. He groaned and bucked against her mouth, wordlessly begging her to take more of him in, and faster, but she was slow and teased him, as with her massage. She took his entire tool into his mouth and held him there while she massaged his thighs and lightly touched his balls, the hot water of the shower long forgotten. Then she pulled off to where only the tip was in her mouth, and lightly circled it, carefully flicking over the hole and feeling the spasms through escort rus his body.

Then she sunk back down, taking all of him in and sucking hard, her cheeks drawn in. He was still bucking against her face, but with more force now, frustrated with her slowness and driven mad just by the sensations he could feel but not entirely see. Finally, he could take it no longer and pulled her up to stand in his place against the wall. He pressed her firmly there and breathed heavily into her ear, letting her hear his desire. His hard prick was positioned right at her entrance and she groaned, feeling it ever so slightly against her wet pussy. He pulled away, then lunged forward, kissing her passionately and entering her roughly. He slid in and out with ease through her slickness, and teased her clit with his fingers. Soon she was gasping and moaning, her body slick with sweat as well as water and bucking uncontrollably against his cock. Then, as she was close to coming, he slid out completely, leaving her clenching around nothing, then thrust back in, filling her to the hilt and letting her orgasm reach her at the same time as his.

She clenched around his pulsing dick as they both came down from their orgasm, and he slowly slid out of her still-sensitive pussy. She exited the shower and turned on the light, looking at him through smoky eyes on a wet, naked body he was finally seeing.

She smiled. “Well, hurry up, there’s more where that came from.” she teased, and left the bathroom massaging her breasts. John didn’t even bother with a towel.

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She’s walking toward the wash basin, looking for coolness in the warm weather. Taking the pitcher she fills it with water, splashing her face. He can fight it no longer, walking up behind her. Seeing one of her shoulder straps has fallen down his eyes are drawn to her neck, her most delicious neck. Softly he kisses it, then more greedily. His lips feasting on her delicate neck and shoulders, making her shudder. She turns and they kiss, deeply, passionately… hungrily.

Hungry for love, hungry for each other. Embracing and caressing tightly. Her hands allover his back, digging into his skin, almost as if she wanted to rip it off for herself, to keep it, devour it… or at least mark it as her own. Etching it red in the process. He lifts her up on the counter, kissing his way around her neck, down her neckline. Plunging his tongue into the cleavage of her top, his hands running allover the silk of her lingerie. Enjoying the feel of the soft cool fabric. Then sliding them in underneath, exploring her even softer skin… yet her skin is warm. A hot blooded woman.

Touching her breast, squeezing them, deeply inhaling her scent, his face deep in her cleavage. Licking her skin. He pulls back a little, lifting the thin top up over her head, flinging it away as they kiss. It’s hard for her to let him go… but again he buries his face in her bosom, licking tit after tit… inhaling her, feeling her against his cheeks… and then licking downwards, her hands digging into his hair. His tongue exploring the pit of her navel. His lips allover her stomach. Gently he peels off her panties, slowly pulling them along her legs until they drop onto the floor.

Now his true feast begins, kissing his way along her legs, those legs he loves to feel wrapped around him, squeezing him. Kissing, caressing and nibbling on her thighs. Getting impatient she tries to force his head to her centre, only halfheartedly though. She enjoys this game as much as he does. His lips, soft and sensuous, wandering towards her labia. How he loves to feast on that fruit, that lovely, tasty, moist, fresh fruit of hers. So deliciously fleshy and pink. But everything in due time, drawing little patterns on her thigh as he edges toward the pit between her thighs and groin. Dipping his tongue into her fold. Nibbling on her soft skin, she waxes her legs, just for him, and he loves her for it. Loves feeling her skin so close…

Nibbling softly to that fold, playing with the tip of his tongue. Playing around her mound of hair. Digging her fingers deeper and deeper into his hair, he doesn’t kiss her lover lips, those full lips, until her fingers turn into nails.

Time to work his tongue in such a fashion that they both enjoy it. He devours her succulent peach, slowly, almost gracefully. Restraining himself to control his hunger. His saliva flowing almost as richly as her sweet wine as his tongue slowly goes deeper. His hands roaming around, roaming over her sweet flesh, her soft skin. He brings her to the brink, again and again. Only to back down. This too is a part of the game.

As he rises she uses her feet to push his underwear down, getting trouble at one point from his erect organ before he helps sort it out. Moving in on her he’s ready, truly ready, and all to eager. But the game must go on. He doesn’t enter her right away, rather he lets himself play on the outside, rubbing himself in her wetness and hair without entering. Squeezing his parts between them as he leans forward and kisses her. Moving his part as if to enter her but instead rubbing it along her lips, sliding it along her wet lips. Over her clit. Teasing them both until her eyes beg him and he can’t stand it anymore.

Slowly sliding into her as she folds, wraps, her legs around him, her hands on his neck. Pushing himself into her fully. Kissing her deeply. Swallowed by her fully. Slowly grinding, she moans with every move, as does he. Having to restrain himself from accelerating into oblivion to quickly, too soon. The game must continue. Her arms, hands and legs like vices, holding him close still he manages to thrust.

Nibbling on his neck as he thrusts, slowly building momentum as her appetite looses control. faster and further. He’s holding back, not wanting to loose it too quickly but it’s getting difficult. His muscles tensing up he struggles to relax his groin. Focusing on not disappointing her, if he did that he’ld disappoint himself.

Her hands wander down to his bum for a quick squeeze, almost overpowering him, before they wander back to his back. Her nails digging in as she gets closer and closer. The counter’s shaking, a violent protest to their violent use of it. The blood her nails are drawing is hardly noticed by him. Obsessing over the process without time for details. When she screams he looses his mind, his control. Shaking together as waves of pleasure tears into them, grabbing each other close trying to find something to hold on to as their world crumbles. Thumping into her as her nails draws his blood. Thrusting into her a few final escort yenibosna times, loosing himself in herself…

They draw apart sweaty and content, kissingly looking forward to more times like these… It’s only later that he notices the scratches in his back, but it is her way and he’ld never ask for an apology…

He’s watching her clean herself, it’s almost magical and he sits entranced on the bed. Standing in a small tub she’s got a sponge that she soaks and then rubs over herself, the water running down over her skin. His eyes follow every drop, almost making him drool. She knows this, however unselfconscious she seems she knows how she affects him. She soaps up and asks him to bring a pitcher of water to rinse it off.

He tries not to run. Coming back he takes one last look at her soap-covered body before gently letting the water rinse it off, running along her perfect shape and smooth skin. She dries off a little before squatting over the small tub filled with water that’s now placed right between her legs.

Rubbing the sponge over her lower self. Running it in between her legs, leaving her mound of hair glistening with moisture as the drops of water travel down between her legs falling back into the small tub. Lathering up that hair for a while, such an adoring sight, before rinsing it clean. The last few drips hanging on for a short while before falling. Drying herself she tells him it’s his turn.

He’s a little unsure but still why not. He likes showing himself off to her. Proudly undressing he reaches for the sponge but her hand stops him, telling him she’s going to do it.

He’s taller but she can reach, using the sponge again she covers him briefly in her scent, marking him as her own. Soon she washes it off but he still feels it, feels like he’s hers. Soaping him in she reaches everywhere, running her fingers everywhere, but she’s careful about his back. Trying not to re-open the wounds she caused.

Carefully she rubs him allover, using her hands to scrub him allover. Even pinching his nipples. He can’t stop himself from rising to the occasion, gaining a bemused look from her. Greedily she’s rubbing in the soap, his skin is a drug to her fingertips. If he hadn’t been covered in soap he’d be covered by her lips.

He’s in a trance by her fingers, she’s in a trance by his skin. Carefully she lathers up his hairy legs, rubbing his thighs and calves, making him twitch with pleasure as she tells him not to move.

Moving up again she does his buttocks thoroughly, more than needed, before filling up the pitcher and gently pouring the water over him. He’s shivering under the small waterfall, delighting in it. She stands amazed at his skin, staring transfixed at it, running her fingers over it as the water runs out.

He turns and smiles at her, catching her in the act. Always delighted to see her staring at him, even more so when she does it naked. He leans towards her but she leans away, telling him he doesn’t get to kiss her just yet and if he doesn’t follow her game he might not get to at all. Roughly rubbing him off a little she then tells him to squat like she did.

Smilingly obeying she kneels next to him and immediately goes for his groin, for his ready member. Soaking the sponge and then wringing it out over his crotch, watching the water flow over and down it. Soaking it again she rubs it allover his groin, his staff, his sack. Wrapping it around his member and pulling it up and down a few times.

She lathers it in thoroughly, roughly, pulling at his member enough to almost make him go cross-eyed. Then she rinses it off, pouring water over his by now over-heated member. He barely has time to dry himself off before they’re lying in bed together, limbs wrapped around each other.

Neither really has any endurance for further games but some appetites cannot be rushed, torturous slowness being part of the desire, passion’s game.

Kissing his way downwards, over those curves he loves, that landscape of wondrous pleasure and infinite excitement which is what her form means to him.

He helps her lift a leg up into the air, so that he can kiss and caress it more easily. Enjoying it more. Her freshly washed mound, her fertile valley is like a magnet to him, charming both his eyes and hands, and evermore charming to his tongue, dragging it to her. Spreading her legs he prepares his tongues assault, but this time she’s to quick for him. He’s half-sitting and she pushes him down on his back. In a second she’s the one on top, lying over him, holding him down as her lips feast on his flesh.

Nibblingly she devours him, neck and shoulders, nipples an chest, wandering down to his navel. When she finds his jungle she almost gets lost in it. Twirling her fingers in it… before kissing his sleeping serpent… even though it was awakened in the bath it’s even more ready now. Her butterfly kisses on it sending shivers through his spine.

Her hands on his sack she’s kissing bayan escort his lower region awake and agile. He finds it almost intolerable and soon he turns her down so that he might taste her freshly rinsed fruit. Her jungle more attractive to him than ever. Lapping his way to her valley, up thighs he wants to bite. There’s a cannibalism to love-making, one devours the other with caresses and is eaten away by kisses. No where is this more obvious then in oral sex.

She doesn’t want to be singularly devoured so they find a solution, lying side by side they devour each other. As her lips embrace his sceptre his tongue delves into her apple, her ripe peach.

As they both approach he begs her to go slower as he’s about to loose it, her only answer is she wants him to. They roll around so he ends up underneath, lying close together his hands caress her bum. Her lovely bum… She plays with, fondles, his balls. her fingers going as far down as between his cheeks, fingering the lowest part of his sack, playing with it as she swallows his member. His eager tongue now exploring her upside down, running it’s underneath against her rosebud. Feeling it’s erection against it’s smoothness. He could lick her for days if she’ld let him.

Twitches are running inside his legs, it’s hard for him to keep it in. To make her come quicker he licks some fingers before gently inserting them, first one and then two. Caressing her deeper than he can with his tongue. He finds the spot and she shudders. Shaking. Moaning they work harder, straining themselves for each other.

He explodes first, giving her of himself, she devours it greedily, a token of his love. When sanity returns, doing so slowly he redoubles his efforts. Eventually, quite soon, he’s rewarded by her climax, by her vibrating on top of him. Relaxing and straining, arching and collapsing as each wave shudders through her from top to bottom. Shuddering until they’re both just lying there, each other’s blankets. The comfort of warm skin. His fingers teasingly playing along her sweaty back… hers playing in the hair on his legs…

Evening comes and they’re lighting candles, big ones and small ones. He can’t help but be charmed by the way she looks as she walks around in the buff, candlelight the only source of light upon her skin. The soft light makes her want him even more than during the day. He’s the thirst she can never extinguish fully, only temporary. She’s the temptation that rules his soul.

Returning to their sturdy bed they kiss, a bit softer now than during the day but desire and wantonness still guides their tongues. She isn’t straddling him fully, more just straddling one leg, one of her legs rubbing against his sack.

He lifts that leg so that it rubs more against her wondrous hair. Rubbing legs, thighs, against privates they keep kissing, stopping being the last thing they want to do. Greedy hands holding heads firm, keeping lips together. Greedy caresses over hungry skin, skin hungering for touch, for a lover’s touch… the more it’s touched the hungrier it gets.

She’s getting liquid against his thigh, he’s getting firm against her thigh. Her scent on his skin… sometimes he wishes he could drown in it.

Leaving a wet trail she slides upwards on him, offering her neck and then bosom to his eager mouth. She loves her bosom, loves drowning him in it. Squeezing her breast against his cheeks, around his nose and mouth. Teasing him with her nipples. Sliding down again she drags her chest against his, sliding down for a kiss and then kissing down his neck, his fingers exploring her hair.

Her hands over his head, neck and chest she nibbles on his nipples. Harder and harder, making him groan when she finally starts using her teeth. Smilingly she bites him, nibbling her way over his chest and leaving marks, her marks. Her claims of ownership. Red bite marks to show she’s been there.

Nibbling her way downwards, laying claim to new pieces of skin. New and old. Old because she’s seen and devoured it so many times since passion brought them into bed together, new because each time she does it she’s re-discovering it. Re-claiming it. This time she only views it, leaving it’s caresses to the hands and kissing the lower stomach instead.

Pumping it slowly as she examines his sack, fondling it with light squeezes. A delightful torture for him, all he can do is to caress her head and lean back in pleasure. Smilingly she tortures him with delight. Working him to her pleasure.

She rises partly and slides up him, straddling his legs and rubbing herself against them. Leaving more of her juices as a mark, scent marking him like she was a cat… there is something feline about her, about her gracefulness and eagerness to be caressed. About the way she sometimes just supposes that he’ll do what she asks, that he’ll be there for her… yet her requests are never frivolous, she knows just what to ask… and she knows that had she continued to just tease him it would’ve been to much to ask escort kayaşehir that he not move, so she changes her tease, she wants to ride him this time.

Sliding up on him she rubs herself against him, against his member, groin to groin. Her lower lips drooling over the prize they’ll soon get to devour. But she teases both him and herself.

Holding him firmly against her mound she grinds her clit against his member. Smiling at him while holding his member, again and again teasing him with pretending to be about to insert it but only dipping the tip.

Smiling back his patience runs out and he gently pulls her down on him, entering her completely and pulling her down to kiss and nibble on her neck before her tongue penetrates his mouth as deeply as he is entering her. Kissing closely, body to body. Grinding ever so slightly. Embracing each other so hard it’s as if they’re trying to absorb one another, to fuse, melding together. But isn’t that love’s ultimate goal? To be as one?

Pushing back a little with her hands on his shoulders and her nails almost getting into them she starts to ride him, gleefully making him into her toy. As he’s running his fingertips up and down her spine like he’s playing an instrument. Slowly caressing it lightly, playing it, along it. Raising her spine like a cat she leans down and kisses him, even nibbling a little on his lips.

Their rhythm’s languid but it’s getting quicker. As passion and desire replace playfulness. As breathing gets deeper. As tensions and inner pressure rise. As the quest for release gets more and more urgent. As her nails dig further into his skin. As his hands squeeze her bum harder and harder. Pressing her down harder and harder each time.

He can’t resist rolling her over on her back, his pelvis working harder and harder. Grinding himself into her as she folds her legs around him. Lowering himself to kiss her he starts sliding up and down her instead. He rises up again for more thrust, her hips doing everything to accommodate him. Soon her fingers find the morning’s wounds, unthinking she first re-opens them but soon instead pushes him over on his back. This time it’s her turn to rule.

Relaxing a very short minute a compromise is reached and they spoon. Slowly, kissing and nibbling at her neck, he enters her from behind. Caressing her erect clit with one hand.

Slowly they stay there, maintaining rhythm and excitement while postponing gratification. Enjoying their stay at that platform together, staying on the cliff before taking the plunge over the fence and down into the abyss known as le petite mort. Just being one for once. Almost not wanting to leave. Just slowly maintaining and building pressure. Grinding, thumping just enough.

Their hips in close harmony, their bodies so close that their sweat is mixing. Skin to skin. As he nibbles on her back, kissing now and then when she strains her neck to make it almost possible. Such a position builds desire without ever quenching it.

But she wants to take him, to ride him. Back on his back she rides him again, showing him only the curvature of her spine and her delicious neck… the neck which owes it’s beauty mostly to the fact that it is so sensitive to the touch and kiss… leaning forward to caress his feet.

But soon she tires, wanting to look him in the eyes. She turns around on top of him in a move that almost pushes him instantly over the edge, only his strenuous effort preventing it.

His hands wandering over her torso before she leans down to kiss him, tracing that curvature that he loves to kiss. Before the kiss he looks into her eyes and knows that this is it, no more delay. Kissing deeply while holding tight they pause for a moment before starting the final push.

Accelerating to push the other over as soon as possible but neither wants to give in first. In her eyes the demand for conquest, in his the need to prove his provess as a lover. He knows it and yet he wants to prove it each time. Not for his own sake but for the sake of his lover.

Biting his lip he’s trying to hold it back, trying to keep his dam from bursting. She’s shaking on top of him, shuddering with the combined effort of keeping back and riding him hard. Tension building until both are just waiting for tendons to snap they both loose it.

Who comes first would have to be measured in milliseconds but come they do and with a vengeance. He’s arching his back as it feels like he’s exploding into her, she’s arching her back just before she feels like she’s shaking apart on top of him. Waves going through one body and continuing into the next as they both plunder their hidden dephts of pleasure with each new twitch. Her nails in his shoulders. The more they plunder the more they embrace, sinking together through all the layers of le petite mort.

Infinitesimally drained of energy as they collapse into a heap having pushed and exerted themselves to the limit. The last few strokes leaving him completely empty, a blank space devoid of energy. neither’s mind has really returned yet. Feeling nothing but relaxation, exhaustion and love. Peaceful love for one another. Even though it takes them a while to get their breaths back enough for them to kiss, just lying there panting for a long while. Most importantly for them just lying there together, close together.

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Nicki and Gavin were both married, to separate partners, who had been introduced to each other through mutual friends. Married as they were, their respective marriages were not the steadiest of relationships. Nicki was married to an engineer who had no real regard for her needs and desires. Personal hygiene for him did not matter and the days between bathing could be counted on both sets of hands, this led to her refusing all sexual approaches he ever made towards her. Gavin, on the other hand was married to a career woman. Sex was like a chore to her performed with the least amount of effort possible to mutually enjoy the situation. Gavin’s problem was having to suppress a high sex drive.

Often the couples would see each other around and would spend the time passing the time of day with casual conversation. Socially they had little or nothing in common, but things would change. Nicki’s husband had to go away for 6 months for his company meaning Nicki would be relieved of his unwelcome pressures. Shortly afterwards Gavin’s wife was transferred to Berlin to work. Being career orientated this would give her the chance to progress, therefore their relationship became one of seeing each other for 2 weekends a month. Fine for her sexual needs but not for Gavin’s. For him things looked bleak, back to the times of masturbation for self-gratification, the idea of another sexual partner never even entered his mind.

Over the next few weeks they passed each other stopping to talk and ask how each other was and could they help with any thing, usually the answer was no. One-day after they had been talking, as they left to go their separate ways, Gavin asked “ Would you like to come to dinner tonight?” Immediately Nicki replied “ I’d love to thanks, what time? “7.30pm” was the reply.

7.30 pm came and the door bell rang to Gavin’s apartment. The door opened and in walked Nicki, not dressed to kill or devour a man, but still very attractively dressed. The meal came and went along with a reasonable amount of alcohol, enough to make both feel at ease with each others company, but still wary about giving the wrong signals. The drinks relaxed both Nicki and Gavin, and when a slow record came on , Gavin unexpectedly blurted out “ Will you dance?”. Nicki replied “Yes” so slowly they came together moving in rhythm to the music. A mixture of good food, drink and the gentle smell of Nicki’s perfume slowly aroused Gavin, which he only realized as he felt his penis starting to strain at his boxers. Unaware to him Nicki was equally aroused with a distinct wetness starting to emerge from between her vaginal lips. Slowly they moved closer together until Gavin could feel her large 44DD breasts pushing against his chest. Gavin responded gently by pressing his rapidly growing penis into her vagina. They looked at each other and without saying a word kissed gently and then more passionately, both realizing that they both wanted to fuck each other desperately. Without saying a word, Nicki stepped back a pace, moved her hands to the front of Gavin’s trousers and questioningly asked “Yes?” Without needing to say a word Gavin responded by cupping her large heaving breasts in his hands and gently massaged them, teasingly finding her already erect nipples and gently ran his fingers over them. Nicki pulled open the front of Gavin’s trousers and as they escort topkapı fell to his ankles took his now rapidly growing penis in one hand. “Fuck me Gavin, I really want to feel this raging cock in my cunt”. “Yes, of course I will” said Gavin shaking with excitement.

They moved into the bedroom, kissing, cuddling and searching each others bodies as they went. In the bedroom they kissed harder and harder their bodies were alight with desire to fuck each other. Gavin quickly pulled Nicki’s blouse off of her and reaching behind released the catch to her bra, releasing those glorious breasts of Nicki’s. Cupping a breast in each hand Gavin played with those large breasts, he’d never felt such large breasts before and enjoyed massaging them gently and sucking softly and then hard on Nicki’s erect nipples increasing her arousal every second. Nicki was not standing still whilst enjoying all of this much lacked attention. She slid her hands under Gavin’s T-shirt, pulling it up and over his head rapidly discarding it into a corner of the room. She ran her hands across his hairy chest finding his nipples and playing with them in return. “Why couldn’t they have met when they were single” they both thought to themselves.

Hands quickly moved down each others bodies as they kissed harder and harder. A zip being undone was heard and Nicki’s skirt fell to the floor. “Yes” she whispered hard into Gavin’s ear as his hands slid into the back of Nicki’s soaking wet underwear. But Gavin could be a tease, he ran a hand round to the front of Nicki’s knickers and pushed a hand up into her dripping wet cunt. Nicki groaned with delight and anticipation. Then a finger slipped up the side into her moist wet cunt. “God, I want you to fuck me desperately” Nicki whispered into Gavin’s ear as he fingered her cunt deeper and deeper, “How deep can he finger fuck me” she asked herself. Not wanting to just remain on the receiving end of all of Gavin’s attentions Nicki finally released Gavin’s straining cock from its restraints by sliding his boxers down to his ankles. Gavin responded by stepping out of his shorts, standing there naked as Nicki ran a hand down Gavin’s stomach pausing as she reached his pubic hairs. Free at last Gavin’s raging hard cock stood erect waiting for attention from Nicki. Smiling wickedly Nicki took a small step back from Gavin, instead of grasping his rampant cock she gently slid a finger across the top of him pubic hair and down the side of his erect shaft to gently squeeze and fondle his balls. Gavin moaned loudly with delight. “What had he been missing for all these years” he thought.

Not to be outdone by Gavin’s attentions to her rapidly dripping cunt Nicki slowly lowered herself to her knees, kissing Gavin gently down the body as she approached his gently twitching penis. As she reached her knees she touched Gavin’s cock for the first time, running a finger down the back of his manhood, between his balls, across the skin to his anus which she gently tickled. Then she could smell his manhood about half an inch from her mouth. Her tongue reached out from her mouth and tickled his balls. Gavin stood there with his hands on the back of Nicki’s head wanting to pull her mouth onto his aching cock. Nicki’s hand came out from his anus and gently pulled back Gavin’s foreskin escort revealing a moist, hot penis head. At this point Nicki slid Gavin’s cock into her mouth taking as much as she could without gagging. She sucked, licked and squeezed Gavin’s cock for what seemed an eternity. After about 30 seconds Nicki came off of Gavin’s penis. “On the bed he whispered” to her. Nicki rose to her feet and laid on the bed, waiting for more of Gavin’s attentions whatever they would be. Her wait was short lived, Gavin laid beside her and whispered gently “ I never expected this when I invited you to dinner.” “Nor did I, but what a great way to end up” she replied as Gavin started kissing one breast and gently fingering she cunt.

Nicki spread her legs wider for ease of access as Gavin’s thumb massaged her clit with two more fingers sliding evenly in and out of her cunt. Nicki laid there thinking to herself why couldn’t she command this attention from her husband, but was already sure that she could get more of this attention from Gavin after this night. She was right.

Gavin’s tongue moved from her breasts as he slowly moved to straddle her, resting her hot aching breasts on his knees and Nicki grasped his cock with both hands masturbating him gently whilst Gavin leant back and continued to finger fuck her. Nicki released Gavin’s cock, she was going to make sure that he didn’t cum before she’d had his cock rammed hard into her cunt which was now flooding with her love juices. Instead she cupped a breast in each hand and slowly tit-fucked Gavin who groaned with delight, a new experience to him which he was visibly enjoying. She stopped a couple of minutes later, she wanted him to come back for more on a regular basis so wanted to make this the longest and best fuck he had ever had. “Let me suck you more” Nicki said, so Gavin slid round into the most comfortable position for Nicki to start cock sucking again. This left the wettest of cunts he had ever experienced inches from his face. “Why not” he thought, lifted one of Nicki’s legs and started gently licking her cunt. Nicki responded immediately by pushing Gavin onto his back, where, without letting go of his cock, she straddled his face and said to him, “Eat me Gavin I want to know that I’ve been tongue fucked when I wake in the morning.” Not being one to disappoint Gavin went to work, spreading her labia with both hands, sucking her love juices into his mouth and tongue fucking her clit. There was no way Gavin was going to waste all of those glorious love juices.

As Gavin continued working on Nicki’s cunt, Nicki was determined to give the best blow job Gavin had ever had. Normally reticent about giving O to anybody this felt so natural to be sucking Gavin’s cock, sucking, nibbling and licking it, leaving Gavin no idea what she would do next. Why wasn’t she married to him” she asked herself, at long last a man who liked giving as well as receiving pleasure. Both of them groaned together in pleasure knowing it wouldn’t be long before they would both orgasm, and still Gavin hadn’t rammed his penis up her cunt and there was no way that Nicki was going to let that happen. Sliding Gavin’s cock from her mouth, Nicki said, “ Fuck me Gavin I want your cock rammed hard up my cunt.” Talking like this increased their pleasure as Gavin slid from under Nicki’s body feeling escort fatih her dangling breasts rub against his face. “Lovely tits” he thought. “Roll over” he said to her, “ I want to take you from behind to give maximum penetration,” to which she immediately raised her buttocks in the air coming up onto her knees. With her elbows on the bed her wet cunt was raised, gaping, waiting to be entered from behind. Nicki held her breath with unknown expectation. From where Gavin was positioned he could see those perfect breasts dangling as she swayed them from side to side brushing her nipples on the bed increasing their hardness. Gavin grasped his penis and moved towards that gaping cunt. What gorgeous ass Gavin thought, plenty to grasp on to. Gavin hated small ass, nothing to them. He rubbed his throbbing member against the ever spreading labia, teasing gently, he pushed his cock between her cheeks deliberately missing Nicki’s cunt and running the back of his shaft over her tight little ass hole. Nicki gasped with enjoyment “Don’t, just fuck me and fuck me hard!!” Not being one to say no Gavin slid his ever growing member into her flooded fuck hole. At last Nicki thought I’ve got his cock inside me. Gently and in rhythm they rocked together, Gavin pushing hard into Nicki’s cunt as she reached the length of his penis, whilst leaning forward and playing with Nicki’s nipples.

After what seemed an eternity of fucking Gavin whispered “Nicki will you go on top?” “Yes” she replied, as they gently prized their bodies apart, so this is what it feels like to be as one, Gavin thought. As Gavin lay his back onto the bed Nicki climbed on top kissing him gently as she straddled him. Now she was in charge. She sat there, Gavin’s cock pushed gently against his stomach as she leant forward and they kissed. She could taste her cunt juices around his mouth. Slowly Nicki lifted a leg, gently taking Gavin’s rod in one hand and gliding it up into her sopping wet cunt. She could feel his length reaching far up into her. “Yes” she said again as Gavin gently started massaging her hot breasts, she loved having all this attention paid to them as it would only heighten her orgasm when reached. Sliding her wet cunt up and down Gavin’s shaft Nicki could feel that she was on the way to orgasm. She felt Gavin push his member up into her as she pushed downwards. Gavin was also close to cuming. Nicki leant forward to allow Gavin suck her nipples. Some how Gavin squeezed them so he could lick and suck both nipples at the same time. Simultaneously Nicki and Gavin both started to shudder, pushing harder onto each other, hearts pounding, heavy breathing. Gavin grunted as the first load of cum shot up into Nicki’s cunt. At the same time, thanks to much nipple and breast massage along with the grinding of Nicki’s clit into Gavin’s pelvic bone, the first shot of cum pushed Nicki into one orgasm followed quickly by another.

As they lay there on the bed, Nicki and Gavin kissed and cuddled each other gently, both knowing that this could be the first of many great fucks if they wanted. Time slowly drifted by as they lay together, both not wanting to let go of what had happened that night. After a while Nicki said “I’ll have to go, the baby sitter will be expecting me home soon. They slowly dressed, both thinking happily of how an invite to dinner had led to the best fuck they had ever had. As Gavin saw Nicki to the door they kissed and looked at each other. “Again sometime?” Gavin asked.

“Try and stop me” Nicki replied as she disappeared into the darkness of the night.

To find out if there was more, you’ll have to ask and then wait and see.

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Once upon a time a man and a woman started writing together their words flowed in unison. Over the months of writing about imaginary people they started to get to know each other. The woman could not believe she held the interest of such a talented writer. Time passed and the characters they once wrote about no longer monopolized the subject of their exchange. The woman tried to make sure he had a sexy gathering of words waiting for him upon his arrival to work everyday. The following is loosely based on one of those attempts to make sure he had a Hard Monday Morning.

Good Morning, I purr in your ear as I begin my slow downward exploration of your sleeping body. Red fingernails gently trace the shape of your nipples as the sun readies to break the sky. It amazes me how with every kiss I give you I find something new and exciting about you to explore.

The way your chest rises and gradually falls with every breath you take; that little smile as you sleep and find yourself in the midst of what must be a very enjoyable experience. From your ear I just whispered in down your chest I find new places on you that respond to my nibbles and licks and kisses. My leg is over your cock and I feel you respond to my affections, even though you are still half-asleep. Fully aware that you would escort cengelköy be hard with or without my attention in the pre-awake twilight time of the day, I set out to make sure you get the full satisfaction your stiff cock deserves. You are a never-ending source of pleasure for me and I make sure you know this as my lips caress your inner thighs. .My tongue softly swirls across your iron thigh, trying to catch a curly hair to tease and grab between my teeth. A low moan escapes you as my long nails tickle your outer thighs; slowly I am waking you with my fingers, mouth and eager nakedness sliding over your body.

Hot breath escapes me; my mouth is now at the base of your cock. I take your balls one by one and suck them to life, playing with my tongue and alternating sucking hard and soft. Slowly you start to awaken but you are not yet fully aware of my mouth between your legs. Your cock stiffens as I begin to lick your length, my tongue flat and wet as I slowly caress you. When I push against the underside of your ever-hardening cock and let my tongue sway back and forth over your veins, I feel the blood pulsing within you.

Almost awake now, I begin to move with greater passion, insuring when you shake off the night’s eskort bayan sleep and look down your eyes will be full of the same passion and lust as you see in my eyes. You feel the quick darting motions of my tongue at the ridge of your cock head, teasing you relentlessly. My tongue moves faster then slower, pressing hard then slowly licking your full length again. Wet, flat licks across the very tip of your swollen cock head turn into little flickers, fast and eager. I move over you and you feel my lips open as I press against your cock and push you into my hot horny mouth. Your fat purple head is sucked into my mouth as your eyes open and you realize what is happening.

You feel your cock becoming engulfed by the wet warmth of my mouth. I take you deeper with in me, you grow and begin to move in rhythm with my mouth. Slowly I am sucking you, deeper and deeper, I am making love to your sexy cock with my mouth and you are now fully awake and aware of this morning pleasure.

Moaning, your hips move faster and with a growl you order me to ‘show you’. I am lying at a 90-degree angle to you, my best sucking position. You know this is my way of indicating that I want to taste your cum .I want to fuck you with my mouth, to feel your hands grabbing me escort hadımköy by the hair, pushing me hard into your thrusting cock as my head bobs up and down and I devour you with lust. I want to hear you moan my name when your breath quickens and you are driven closer to the edge.

Knowing what you enjoy I turn slightly and open my legs so that you are staring at my smooth pussy which is now swollen and glistens with my juices. I want to give you a view of the pleasure I get from pleasing you with my mouth. You see the glistening stream of my cum running down my thigh similar to the way syrup spills over a stack of pancakes. You feel my nipples, hard and elongated as I move them over your muscled abdomen. Although it seems impossible, I feel you swell even more and I know the time is near. My body is one with you and I acknowledge your need. I mouth fuck you madly, pushing you deep down my throat, my tongue in constant motion dancing on your beautiful cock. My mouth is your fuck toy and you use me for your pleasure… Hot and wet, my mouth surrounds your ripe cock. Your hands grab my head and hold me down as your legs stiffen.

One final thrust and your cock explodes in my mouth, flooding me with your cum which I drink with enthusiasm. Throbbing, spurting sweet cum blasts down my throat as you fill my mouth. I grab your hand and quickly push it between my legs, holding it there; you feel my cunt spasm and flood your hand as I cum with you, knowing that my pleasure results from your own. Feeling the effect being able to please you has on me you begin to smile and remain hard for more…

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“Wow,” I moaned as I laid there, totally satisfied, unable to move.

“You said that a few times,” he smiled as he trailed his fingers down my back and over my ass.

“Yeah, I know I did, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said as his fingers dipped down into the wet warmth between my legs.

“No way? Really?” I laughed as I laid there, worn out from the last hour we’d spent in and out of the hot tub. “You can’t be serious, again? ALREADY? Damn.”

“What, can’t keep up with me?” he teased.

“Apparently not, I am not sure I could move, much less, ooooh,” I sighed, as I lost the thought running through my head as he dipped a finger inside of me, and rubbed my clit at the same time.

“Sure you aren’t up for it?”

“Mmmm, I might be able to, maybe, mmm, if you keep doing that.”

“You like that do you?”

“Just, OH WOW, umm, yeah, just a little bit. Damn you.”

He rolled me over, and pulled me beneath him. I shivered with anticipation. I knew if I thought I’d been completely satisfied just a few minutes ago, I was in for a wilder ride yet. I wrapped my legs around his hips, trying to pull him closer, but he resisted, keeping control, keeping me guessing. He kissed his way down my body, stopping to nip at random spots of skin along the way. escort mahmutbey By the time he made it to the top of my thigh, I was writhing in pleasure. “Please,” I moaned.

“Please what?”

“Please, stop teasing me, please fuck me.”

“Hmmm, maybe in a minute,” he smiled as he pushed my legs farther open and kissed my exposed inner thigh. I jumped as he lightly bit the tender flesh there, then soothingly kissed it, only to bite again. The pain and pleasure blended together, as he moved to the other leg to administer the same treatment. I arched my back off the bed, unable to be still as he teased me mercilessly.

“Please, please I need, I need you,” I pleaded.

“Out of patience already?” he said as he turned his head and slowly moved his tongue along my open pussy until he reached my clit. He nipped at it very lightly, but it was enough to cause me cum again. As the climax rocked my body, he moved up so quickly I had barely registered the movement when he lifted my hips and buried himself inside of me again. I don’t know where one orgasm stopped and the next one began, I couldn’t breath, couldn’t move, only experience as my body shook from the pleasure. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked as he pushed into eskort me, holding my hips still so that he controlled the movement.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s exactly what I want,” I sighed as I slid my hands along his shoulders, digging my nails in when he would pull out of me almost completely, and then just as slowly push into me again. It was slow, exquisite torture. I wanted it to go on forever, but I wanted more at the same time.

As always, he took great pleasure in torturing me, teasing me, pushing me until I begged for more. He held onto my hips and rolled so that I was sitting on top of him, never breaking contact. He smiled at me as I took control, riding him, at first as slowly as his movements had been, but before long, my impatience took over, and I sped my movements. I arched my back, and let my hands run along my body, up into my hair as everything else drifted into the background, the only thing that mattered was the pleasure I felt as I ground my body down onto his. I felt the contractions start deep inside of me as I kept moving, trying to ride the orgasm out, to make it last longer. As my muscles contracted, I felt him cum deep inside me, filling me, and I collapsed on top of him, resting my head on his chest.

He ran his hand up and down escort sultangazi my spine. I think it lulled me to sleep, or maybe I was so exhausted I couldn’t help but drift off. A minute or thirty later, I’m not sure which, I felt him roll so that I was once again laying on the bed, with his body covering mine. I stretched my arms up above my head, totally sated and satisfied. “Mission accomplished,” I sighed as I felt his body pressing into mine, pressing me into the bed. I groaned as he moved to get up. “No, don’t move, that was nice.”

He laughed as he moved to lay beside me, propped on one elbow looking down at me. “Sorry, but I have to go, not all of us can just take off for a couple days and enjoy all this. I’ve got to get back to work.”

“No, call in sick, I know your boss, he’ll buy it.”

“Sadly, that won’t work, maybe another time,” he laughed.

“Maybe after work?”

“Maybe, rest up and we’ll see. I don’t think you could keep up with me in the shape you’re in now.”

“Mmmm, ok, I’ll take a nap, you take a key to the room, and wake me up when you get here.”

“Now that sounds like fun.”

“I thought so.” And I drifted back to sleep as he got dressed and gently pulled the door closed as he left, and slept the peaceful sleep of one very satisfied woman.

I was deep into the most amazing dream, as I stretched and bumped into something solid, only to open my eyes and to see I wasn’t dreaming at all. “Back from work already?”

“It’s been 4 hours.”

“Hmm, you don’t say.”

But that is for another day. Keep anticipation high.

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