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I stirred awake, blinking in the dim morning light filtering through the hotel room curtains. I rolled over and tried to reach for Astrid, but only found rumpled sheets. Sitting up, I saw a note scribbled on hotel stationary: “Went to get good coffee and pastries. Stay put. -A”

I stretched my arms and back. I’m jolted awake by the soreness of arms and shoulders. I suddenly remembered how Astrid had placed my hands behind my head after having me mount that vulgar toy.

I remember my embarrassment last night as I fumbled inserting the toy at least once, prompting Astrid to scoot in and hold the dong steady. My face flushed as I recalled Astrid’s request to pause as she pulled down the toy’s foreskin, her giggles, and her soft kisses on my thigh as she coaxed me down the toy.

“Just like riding a bike, eh Johnny?” Astrid chirped as she slowly stood up and leaned in for a deep kiss. I felt her lube slick hand slowly stroke my arousal, the intensity of her kiss growing. At some point, Astrid shed her robe, letting it fall near my feet. She gently broke the kiss and said, “I take it you’re happy to see me.”.

Instead of answering, I reached out to pull her closer. More accurately, I tried to. Astrid tutted and pushed my hands down to my lap as she lithely climbed on top of me. She was surprisingly heavy for someone trim and petite. I felt myself sinking into the pillows and the toy pushing much deeper as she fully rested on top of me. The warm press of her body and the fresh scent of her skin was intoxicating.

“Hands behind your neck.” she said while trying to straddle me comfortably.

I complied, interlacing my hands and resting my elbows on the “winged back” of the chair. It struck me that’s pretty convenient; I’ve always wondered what fatih escort that part of the chair is for. I was brought out of my musing as I felt Astrid’s now cool hands reach for my cock. I felt her wetness on the tip of my tool and her hard clit as she teased both of us by rubbing my knob up and down her slit.

Astrid started to concentrate and slow her teasing. She looked into my eyes and asked, “Has anyone pleasured you this way since we were last together?” I made a face that you only use to say no and shook my head a few times.

She looked at each of my pupils in turn a few times in quick succession, like some inquisitor ferreting out untruth. “You know, I’ve missed you sometimes.” I felt her scorching heat engulf my tool slowly. She kept her gaze on me for a while before she closed her eyes, savoring the moment. I felt her pubic bone on mine, and she slowly ground her mons on mine. Tentatively, like trying to see if she remembers how or finding a long-lost rhythm. She pulled herself up slowly, softly purring and placing both hands on my shoulder for stabilization.

I was mesmerized by her perfect bosom. The incandescent light of her room adds some color to her flawless skin. Though in day light she’s pale, the only comparison that comes to mind is Stoya. I followed her stiff nipples as she rode me. It appears they’ve grown a bit darker in color, a stark contrast to the very light pink I remember. Astrid always lamented that people always took notice of her because of her bust, even if she had the prettiest face in the room. This went doubly so for women, who she had to fend off twice as hard. Her breasts look almost just like Shalina Devine’s, nipples and all. Or at least used to; I feel that çapa escort time has really passed by.

“You’ve noticed I’ve grown older; I see.” Astrid said softly, without emotion. I looked guilty as sin.

“It’s just been too long.” I stammered. “How can you still be this beautiful? I asked in a defeated tone.

“I know.” Astrid teased playfully. She removed her hands from my shoulders and pinned my elbows to the chair. She started to ride me faster, pushing me down into the cushions. “John, all this time, you knew I was more than a pretty face.” I felt her pussy tighten as she spoke. It was my turn to roll my eyes back in pleasure.

Astrid would clench her kegel muscles as she reaches the apex of my cock, using it like some sort of perverse braking system. She would then push down, and once she takes me to the hilt, she’ll grind or gyrate. Not surprisingly, this also pushed me down on the dildo, and her gyrations would have me sympathetically grind on the toy as well. This makes the toy irregularly brush or poke my prostate, which in turn would make me grunt, moan, or thrust up to meet Astrid’s rhythm. The fleeting glances of the toy puts a dull pressure on my spot. Making me harder and wanting more. Astrid drinks up this reaction and gets even more turned on. Pushing us in turn to a faster frenzy.

Astrid slowed down. She unpinned my arms and kissed me tentatively. “You’re staying over tonight.” I nodded, though it wasn’t a question. She seemed relieved none the less. “Help me up?” she asked, and I supported her as she unmounted me.

She looked at me mischievously as she stood up and limbered herself. “Try not to cum yet.” She grinned.

She clambered on top of me only to maneuver güngören escort herself, facing away from me. She stroked my cock a bit before lining it up her slit again. “Can you hold me up?” she asked as she lowered herself on my cock.

I took the opportunity to get my paws on her. One hand on her hip, the other gently cupping a breast. I heard her sigh and felt her put her hands over mine to steady herself as she restarted her canter. Despite the cool room, she has become sweaty. I can feel her breast slippery on my hand, and I can feel a bit of sweat run down my hands on her rather firm abs. I try to pull her closer to me, but she resists it, making her increase her pace. To keep a proper hold on her bust, I had to let her nipple slip between two fingers and nip it, or so I told myself. The dildo rubbed my spot less, though I can feel a bit of soreness from the protracted action.

I felt Astrid remove her hands. I saw she has transferred one to her exposed boob and the other rubbed her clit. At first, she started to moan, then whispered vulgarity. I felt her pussy start to clamp up.

“I’m going to…” Astrid started. Then the hand playing with her breast suddenly flew to my arm, grabbed me, and her fingers dug deep. I’ve always appreciated that she never had long nails because of these moments. “Sorry, fuck, I’m going to cum.” She stopped her riding and started to get rigid. One hand still busy rubbing her clit, the other making me wonder if I’d have to visit the NHS tomorrow and come up with what feline gave me these deep scratches.

She started to relax and pulled her close into an embrace. I felt her melt into me. Satisfied and catching her breath. I stroked her hair and kissed her back. It was a few quiet moments. I felt her lift the arm she scratched for inspection. She leaned down to kiss the red welts. “Sorry for that.” She sheepishly said. “Let’s finish you up.”

A loud beep followed by the door opening brought me back to the present. Astrid walked in with a coffee carrier and a brown bag smelling of croissants.

“Hello there.” She greeted.

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Anal Etiquette Prequel: Beverly Hill’s Therapeutic Medical Day Spa

By: Lord Odie

The Obligatory Disclaimer

The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don’t try anything that you’re about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can’t stop you, I can at least make sure you’re doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

5. Penélope’s Office

“You wanted to see me, Doctor?” Patricia asked as she entered Penélope’s luxuriously appointed office.

Penélope paused the video she had been watching just as it was getting to her favorite part. Evidently, Kaylee and her boyfriend, Kyle, were avid home video posters to free porn sites. They didn’t use their real names of course, but the extensive online profiling done to all new clients and employees had tracked down the activity through a web of email addresses and [illegal] hacked browser history. On screen, the young Kaylee was laying on her back on a bed with her ankles and wrists strapped together and then to the sides of the bed. This position held the young woman in a wide splits with her ass pointing straight up into the air with the help of a cushion. Kyle had just finished depositing his second load of cum into her slightly gaping anus and was busy feeding his softening cock down her throat to clean any residual ass juices off. The young mecidiyeköy escort man had a decently sized dick, but next to Penélope’s husband he was tiny. Kyle had just picked up their ingenious rubber tube to feed up Kaylee’s glistening asshole for her to vacuum clean when the buxom, redheaded nurse came into her office.

“I did. Have you had much interaction with our new nurse, Kaylee?” Penélope asked, trying to turn her full attention to her employee and gesturing to one of the expensive chairs in front of her desk. She knew her nipples were rock hard with excitement and obvious through the thin latex of her purple dress.

“I’ve worked with her a bit. She seems smart and competent; and she hasn’t been scared off yet,” Patricia added with a smirk.

“Good. I think she’s ready to learn how to affix patients to the treatment frames. Can you bring her with you when your prep your next patient?”

“Of course, Doctor,” Patricia replied. “Is she cleared for upstairs yet?”

Penélope thought for a moment before responding. Obviously, Kaylee was no stranger to kinky sex acts, so a quicker introduction to the Spa’s activities would probably be okay. “That should be okay; but nothing above the 5th floor for now. We might familiarize her with the 6th or 7th floors in the next couple of weeks depending on how today goes; but above that Kaylee has a few more months of training and familiarization to go through.”

“Sounds good. I’ll have her observe me prep my next patient and then I’ll let her do the one after that and I’ll supervise.”

“Perfect!” Penélope agreed.

“Will that be all, Doctor?” the cute redhead asked as she stood to leave.

“Yes, that is all,” she replied. “Oh, and can you close my door on your way out please? Thank you.” Patricia nodded and left, closing the door behind her.

Damn! thought Penélope as she watched Patricia’s ass sway from side to side as the young nurse left. How she’s single with tits like beşiktaş escort that?!? Penélope shook her head in incomprehension before returning her attention to the monitor and starting the video again. It didn’t take long for wet slurping sounds to softly start coming out her speakers as on-screen Kaylee sucked her rectum clean of cum and lubrication. She made a mental note to bring this video to Antonio’s attention. He’d get a kick out of it.

“You may resume, Jill,” Penélope said to the empty room. Except it wasn’t empty. Underneath the desk, her secretary resumed her dictation. Penélope had a special desk chair whose seat split in two and the halves rotated backwards. The effect was similar to a gynecological chair. With her latex dressed pulled up to her hips, her secretary had full access to her holes yet was completely hidden from anyone who wasn’t behind the desk. Immediately, the lips that had been locked onto Penélope’s clit resumed sucking – hard. The fist in her drenched cunt began rotating from side to side and the arm buried up her loose backside began slowly moving in and out from wrist to elbow once again.

Onscreen, Kyle was urinating into Kaylee’s gaping asshole as the young blonde continued to suck out all the liquid sloshing around in her butt. Finishing his business, Kyle gave his girlfriend a few minutes to finish her sucking while he stroked his cock back to firmness. Soon, he was laying atop the bound woman pounding his dick into her asshole and working up to his third orgasm as Kaylee cried out and encouraged him to fuck her asshole harder.

After a couple minutes, the hot Latina commanded politely, “I’m ready to cum now, if you please,” as she watched Kaylee’s onscreen debauchery continue. In the video, Kyle was really giving it to the restrained Kaylee and pounding his nicely sized cock into the young blonde’s nether hole with long, powerful strokes. The young blonde was groaning loudly; obviously about ready to cum etiler escort hard. The camera angle showed a nice close-up of Kyle’s dick as it slammed balls deep into Kaylee’s perfectly sculpted ass.

Obediently, the fist up her cunt slipped out with a soft slurping noise and joined the other fist up Penélope’s back hole causing the older woman to groan. Jill’s fists and arms then began to speed up faster and faster. On each downward stroke, her closed fist would pop out of her boss’s useless sphincter only to reverse direction and slam right back in up to her elbow.

Penélope moaned in approval. Her fingers began tweaking her painfully hard nipples through her dress as she felt her orgasm building. It felt like it was going to be a big one.

It was. The Brazilian doctor cried out loudly and shook violently as her orgasm crashed let her. It took Penélope a few minutes to fully recover from that one. “Thank you, Jill. You can re-plug me and clean up.”

“Of course, Doctor,” came her secretary’s voice from underneath her desk. Penélope felt the woman’s hands and arms exit her sore asshole at last. Seconds later, the 3.75″ x 19.00″ dildo Antonio had selected for her before they’d left for work that morning slipped easily past her perpetually aching sphincter and buried itself to the hilt. The dildo was thick enough that if not for her corset, it’s outline against her stomach muscles would have been obvious. Penélope felt Jill lock the dildo in place with the specially designed strap that came standard on all her garter belts. After that, she crawled out from under the desk while wiping her arms dry with a towel from the stack that was kept under there for this specific purpose.

“Will there be anything else, Doctor?” Jill asked helpfully.

“Not at this time, thank you,” Penélope replied as she brought her legs together again and pulled up some financial software up on her screen. “Oh wait! Do you have those utility bills you thought were wrong for me to look over?” The amount of power the Spa consumed monthly never ceased to awe her. Although, it shouldn’t really come as that much of a surprise considering how much industrial-level equipment resided in the upper levels.

“At my desk, Doctor. I’ll be right back,” and she swayed out the door.

Back to the grind, thought Penélope as she scanned through lines of amounts on screen.

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