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Chastity Is a Confusing Kink

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I was born Jameson Madison. My name now is Jennifer Nicole Madison. I live as a full time female. The grip was tightening on me every day to become a woman, so I transitioned 2 years ago. My boobies are implants. I have had other surgeries to enhance my feminine appearance. I will stay a pre-op. I am a sex toy, and I love it.

I am kinky. I am naughty. I love boys and girls. I need both pussy and cock and yes, I am a good cocksucker as well as a terrific pussy licker. And I love my booty filled. I am still functional. I am a slut. I am submissive but have known to switch. Yes, you can also label me a sissy. I am the complete sexual package.

That leads to my love to play with sex toys, especially chastity. I own six different devices. My cock is not permanently encased in silicone or metal. In fact, I may wear one for only a few hours each day, or maybe not at all. Ten days is longest period that my cock has been caged but even then I experienced limited release.

Being locked in chastity is one of the ultimate services I can provide my partners. Wearing chastity is mostly a mental thing. It’s all about entertainment and focus to me. I have had keyholders, I have self-locked. Chastity makes me concentrate on my partners needs and pleasures. It makes me pay more attention to my ass and how it feels being fucked. It makes the entire sexual adventure about me. Yes it really does. I love to top from the bottom.

And I will be the first to admit, it’s all about me!

I enjoy wearing chastity cages because I want to. I willingly wear my cages. I have never felt forced to be caged. Chastity increases my desire to serve and service my partner. I am not currently in an exclusive relationship, and I have had multiple keyholders. Wearing chastity also humiliates me.

You Always Remember Your First Time

You always remember your first time but wearing chastity for multiple partners means you have many first time sexual events. My older sister, Melissa, was the first to demand that my cock to be encased in chastity, but to humiliate me even more, the person locking me was my ex-girlfriend, Aubrey aka Cash. I was fully aroused at the thought.

I will be brief, since my first time is documented in an already published story Jennifer Nicole Goes Shopping in the series The Evolution of Jennifer Nicole.

The first time caged was to keep me from staining any new clothes that I going to try on during my first shopping spree dressed femme. So, Cash squeezed my shaft hard to break down my semi-aroused clit. Then did it again. It worked so she fit my shrinking shaft in the tube. She securely locked the rings and the shaft with the small lock. She kept the keys, sliding them down her gold neck chain that dangled between her magnificent globes. Later that afternoon, Cash freed my cock from the cage, then she expertly sucked it. I orgasmed very quickly that afternoon.

Being caged the first time, happened so quickly I didn’t have time to balk. From that first experience, my curiosity about chastity became powerful. I was overwhelmed being feminine, but the chastity seed had been planted by Melissa and Cash. My mind took over from there, the desire to be caged again began to germinate. From that day forward, exposure to the mere concept of chastity kept running through my head. I tried to avoid the temptation, eventually the desire resulted in again trying on a chastity cage. The itch needed to be scratched. It was my cage to keep, so I self-locked whenever I felt the need.

I Didn’t Have a Bucket List But I Had Two More Firsts!

So, then there was my first time in chastity with my girlfriend at the time. I also recall the first time I was caged for a man. Both times were with my college girlfriend Naomi. It was always entertaining to wear a chastity cage with her. Off and on we experimented with different sex toys, such as plugs, gags, collars, leashes, cuffs or remotes. Chastity somehow always was entangled in our play activities. Chastity has always been my favorite sex toy.

We also loved to share partners, male or female. Sometimes I was a Jameson but most of the time I was Jenn. We spent our college years sucking and fucking each other and others. If I was wearing chastity, Naomi would tease me building the tension in my loins. Having her mouth on my caged cock always rocked my world. When she released me, my cream always uncontrollably exploded everywhere. But Naomi loved to swallow, and we always shared my cream. Then she always wanted my cock inside her. We were young and she loved the penetrating sessions that always lasted longer and longer. We attributed the extended sessions to chastity.

But I always felt I needed more. So did she. One afternoon, she texted me to join her and her friend Hudson at our favorite coffee bakırköy escort café near campus. Naomi, who is multilingual always wanted to text me in French. I took French lessons in school. It was our thing so to speak. It read,

‘Jenn je prends un café avec Hudson. Viens nous rejoindre.’

I responded back that I was a dressed as Jenn and self-locked,

‘Je suis habillée en Jenn, ça te va? Je suis aussi enfermé dans la chasteté.’

Her reply was, ‘Hudson va apprécier ça!’ followed by a smiley face with red hearts as eyes emoji.’

She never mentioned Hudson’s gender only that Hudson will enjoy me caged in chastity.

When I arrived, I was pleasantly surprised. Hudson was handsome, with blond curly hair, nice smile, and a little hunky. When he stood to greet me, we hugged. He was taller than me, with a muscular and fit body.

Naomi, being Naomi, cut to the chase very quickly. “Jenn, Hudson and I have a design class together. He invited me for coffee and the conversation quickly turned to going out on a real date. I told him that I had a boyfriend and girlfriend!” She paused smiling, then added, “I told him that we shared!” Then giggled, “Hudson mentioned that he had experienced threesomes but never a foursome.” Smiling I thought to myself, every woman would want to bed him.

Looking directly at Hudson I chuckled, “Did Naomi mention that I am the boyfriend and the girlfriend?”

Hudson smiled profusely, “She did say you were unique!”

It was my turn to smile, adding, “My house is nearby do you want a distinctive experience this afternoon?” I wasn’t always this aggressive but wearing chastity always made me horny and I needed cock that afternoon.

Hudson first looked at Naomi, then back to me, “I’m game Jenn? You will be my first trans!”

Naomi smiling spoke up, “I am headed to the Boutique, I will reluctantly have to pass, but the two of you can manage without me. ” She then looked at her phone, adding, “I have to run, or I will be late.” Naomi squeezed my hand, we both stood to embrace, she whispered in my ear, “Girlfriend, he doesn’t know that you are caged.” Naomi hugged Hudson then hurried out the door to her car.

I grabbed Hudson’s hand, leading him to the door adding, “Follow me Handsome!” Off we went to my house.

A Short Ride Then Surprise and Disappointment

In no time, we were at my off campus house. No one else was home, and we sprinted up the stairs to my bedroom. Once inside, I closed the door, Hudson pushed me against the wall. We kissed aggressively, just horny two horny college kids who couldn’t get enough sex. I had his shirt off in no time, then quickly unbuckled his pants, dropping them to the floor. He was commando. His cock was aroused and throbbing. I dropped to my knees to begin caressing his cock with my hands and mouth at the same time. I wanted to suck Hudson’s cock now, but he had other ideas.

He helped me out of my tee, revealing my black bralette encasing my breast forms. He then quickly undid my skirt’s zipper, letting my skirt drop to the floor. He then stepped back, remarking, “I want to see what a girly boy looks like in panties!” Then his jaw dropped, smiling and staring directly into my eyes, he added, “I have never seen a cock locked up.” He then caressed my locked cock and balls. I gasped at his touch. It wasn’t rough but it was gentle either. I whimpered.

Hudson dropped to his knees, pulling my panties down my legs, ripping them at the seams, he continued to caress my locked cock with his hands. His soft caresses became rougher. He then unexpectantly kissed my cock head through the silicone shaft. I whimpered as he did. His mouth engulfed my caged cock. Just as quickly, he had other ideas, he grabbed my upper and lower torso, he picking me up, Hudson tossed me onto the bed.

He then pulled me by the hips back towards his throbbing cock. He spat on his fingers, then inserted two fingers into my butthole. I gasped. I pushed my ass back to greet his cock, Hudson pushed his cock in hard and fast, then suddenly he was smashing my butthole. I screamed as he entered me. His thrusts were rapid. My screams became louder.

Hudson then shrieked as he shot his load inside my ass. My screams turned to moans as his thrusts slowed down. His cock spurted again. He then stopped thrusting releasing his grip of my hips, I fell prone on the bed. Instead of joining me, he moved away to sit in the high back chair in the corner.

Rising back to my knees I could see his aroused cock throbbing. His cream filled my butthole. Hudson was the first to speak, “Sorry Jenn, when I saw your cock caged…” He voice trailed off, he then added “Sorry Jenn, I have to go. I will call you. ” He slipped into his pants and loafers, holding his shirt in his hands, he left my bedroom.

Falling forward, I placed my hands in my face. I held back my tears. Sure, I had just been used, willingly raped if bahçelievler escort you may. I didn’t understand what had happened that day, but I soon realized the impact and the excitement a man has when I was caged in chastity. I will never forget that day with Hudson.

He never called me, but I saw Hudson a few times after he was my first. Naomi always joined us; she always set up the threesome. He never said anything more about that afternoon at my house. Nor did I. He was handsome and hunky but never really satisfied me the way I wanted and deserved. To be honest he wasn’t that good in bed.

I never saw him again after that. I don’t know if Naomi did either. We never spoke about Hudson again.

My Chastity Curiosity Kept Me Locked!

While some men are able to reach some sort of satisfaction while wearing a chastity device, it depends on the device and the man’s ability to stimulate various erogenous zones. I only wear chastity when I am dressed femme. I don’t recall being caged in my male persona. Chasity devices are generally worn to prevent intercourse and other pleasurable sensations. I enjoyed wearing one as entertainment, whether it was self-amusement or the pleasure of my partner. I soon discovered that with certain partners my cock caged increased their libido ten-fold.

So, what does it feel like to wear a chastity device? A typical chastity device consists of a base ring that goes around the base of your shaft, fitting snugly above your balls. A tube of some type is inserted over your shaft. Any chastity device is added weight to your cock and balls; not necessarily a bad sensation, but it does feel strange until you get used to it. I prefer a silicone versus metal chastity cages. The silicone colors also help set my moods. I own a pink, black, blue, clear and one two-toned red and black. I own a metal cage that I rarely wear anymore.

The pink cage always brings out the sissy in me. The two-toned red and black the devil in me. The blue seems to bring out submissive persona. I don’t know why it just does. When I wear the black cage I normally wear black lingerie, and the clear cage goes blends best with white. I prefer to be panty less if I am caged but sometimes my outer wear determines whether I wear or don’t wear panties while caged.

So back to device details. The tube is designed to prevent stimulating your cock, thwarting full arousal and erection and of course other pleasures such as ejaculations. Or does it? Trust me no chastity cage that I have ever worn has kept me from creaming my load, if and when your partner knows how to stimulate your prostate. The first time your prostate is stimulated is euphoric, the next orgasm level is even more so, especially if your cock is caged.

My cock is aroused just thinking about all my other firsts.

First Time I Orgasmed in Chastity

So, then there is the first time your partner makes you ejaculate, and I do remember my first, of course I do. It happened at the gym.

I took at part time job at a private Gym in Riverdale. It was located a few miles down Route One, not far from the campus. Working at the gym gave me some ‘WAM’ money – walking around money and a free gym membership. I worked the front desk a few nights a week. There were many regular members that I just waved through nightly. And I get some studying done between chores and member check-in. We closed at eleven, so I would normally lock the front door so I could go through my regular work-out routine before I headed home.

Tonight was no different. I wore sweats – top and bottoms most of the time, but I always was secretly femme underneath. Sports bra and tight Lycra short. As I go bolder, I would self-lock in chastity. That night I wore blue chastity cage to match my sports bra and shorts. The chastity gave me quite a bulge in my tight shorts.

I was about fifteen minutes into my regular workout routine when I heard one of the regulars, Mike O’Malley speak up, “Well, well, well what do we have here? Aren’t you a little sissy bitch?” I was startled but at the same time I was trying to hide my bulge with the dumbbells. I wasn’t very good at hiding my bulge.

Mike is very hunky and toned moved closer to me, adding, “What are you trying to hide Jamie? Either your cock is bigger than I thought, or you are wearing a sissy cage.” Mike was a much bigger man than me; he took one of the weights away from me tossing it on the floor, then added, “Don’t worry sweet thing, I am not going to hurt you. In fact, I like what I see!” He was dressed to work out, but I could see what the huge bulge getting bigger in his shorts. I was impressed.

I tried to be assertive, speaking, “Mike how did you get in here?”

Mike just chuckled, “The front door was unlocked, and I saw the lights still on, so I just walked in.” I said to myself, ‘Damn’, I forgot to lock the damn door.

By now şirinevler escort Mike was standing immediately in front of me, he remarked, “Jamie you sure have been hiding this girly boy look.” He then leaned in to kiss me full on the lips, at the same time pulling my body into his. I could feel his now aroused cock against my stomach. I kissed him back. His hands grabbed my booty pushing my lower torso into to him. We continued kissing. His cock seemed to get bigger as he pressed against me. I love the feeling of a growing cock against my body.

I broke the embrace, shaking my head, I started to run to the front door, yelling back, “Mike let me lock the front door!” He waved me on. I quickly returned. By that time, Mike had removed his shorts, his huge cock was throbbing. I stopped in my tracks, just to stare at his rock hard cock. I licked my lips. Then added, “Mike your cock is good enough to eat!”

He just smirked, “Surprised bitch? Stop staring at it and start sucking it. Just suck it now sissy! ” I immediately dropped to my knees. I wanted to hold his cock tightly and just suck it as told. So, I did. My mouth and tongue devoured his pulsating circumcised cock. There was no need to tease or lick his inner thighs. I went straight to the chiseled tip of his cock, twirling my tongue all over his cock head then up and down his shaft. I repeated and repeated my tongue twirls as I pushed my mouth down his shaft.

But Mike had a better idea. He pulled me back up to kiss me again, he placed his hands on the top seam of my Lycra shorts. In one full motion, he pulled my shorts down my thighs, stopping to reveal my cock bobbing back and forth in my cage. He was amused, as he cupped my balls and caged shaft with his enormous right hand. He squeezed my cage tightly, then said, “I want to fuck you Jamie, do want me to fuck you?”

I nodded my head, then mumbled, then softly screamed, “Yes I do Mike! I need your massive cock inside me now!” I begged him to fuck me.

I Became Mike’s Bitch That Night and More

We both made our way to the high bench in the middle of the room. Mike pushed me down, I grabbed and held tightly to the sides of the bench. Mike spread my legs; I arched my back pushing my booty into the air. He squeezed my chastity cage again; I was leaking profusely. I filled his hand with my precum. I heard him spit into his hand to add more lubrication to my butthole. Mike squared me up gently pushing his cock head into my anus. I screamed as he entered me, the screams turned to whimpers to more whimpers.

My hip and ass movement matched his thrusts. His cock head was large but narrowed into a long shaped cock. He went deeper into my butthole than anyone before him. My whimpers turned to louder moans. Mike was finding sensitive spots in my ass that I didn’t know I had. I gasped with each stroke. I tried to maintain my breathing. Mike’s cock found my prostate. My body began to shake all over. I grasped the bench harder. The sensation inside me was something I had never experienced before.

He forewarned me, but it did no good. Mike shot his load inside my booty, not once, not twice but three times. Each time I screamed in pure pleasure. Each time my body shook. It was amazing how I shook each time he ejaculated inside me, then to my compete surprise my cock ejaculated spewing my cream all over the bench, my chastity cage and my lower stomach. It was intense. My body tumbled onto the bench. Mike held my hips to keep me from falling on the floor.

His cock was still throbbing inside my butthole. He slowly pulled out. My shakes became intermittent finally calming. I have never before experienced that sensation.

Mike picked me up to embrace me in his arms. I swallowed hard, then mumbled, “Wow that was intense. What did you do to me Mike?”

He stared into my eyes, adding, “I found your prostate Jamie. I assume no one has explored your prostate before. ” I shook my head no. Pausing he added, “Let me give you an anatomy lesson. Men have a P-spot, just like women have a G-spot. You prostate is an almond-size gland that sits about 3 inches inside of our butts. When its stimulated you experience a full body orgasm like a woman! ” He smiled, then added “I love it!”

I kissed Mike on the lips, then whispered, “Mike, thank you for that!”

Mike looked at his watch, “I better get home. I want to fuck you again Jamie… if you are game?” I nodded yes. And we did off and on for several months. Mike was married, a gym regular, and apparently knew my schedule better than me. We didn’t fuck every week, but he was inside me frequently. He always showed up just before closing and each time he rocked my world. I always wore chastity for him and almost always creamed myself. I wore different color cages for him. He bought me a yellow silicone cage. He is a Steelers fan. Somewhere along my travels I lost his gift. Yes, I always wore my sports bra and tight shorts for him. He loved my booty, literally and figuratively.

At the end of the semester, I moved back to Annapolis for the summer. In the Fall, I didn’t return to work at the Riverdale gym. I didn’t see Mike again. I lost touch with him. I will never forget Mike. I was his bitch that semester. He was another enjoyable first for me.

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Prisoners of Passion

Part 5

Puppy was feeling somewhat hot. It wasn’t a hot day or anything, and Pup certainly wasn’t dressed very warmly. It was more the predicament that he and Kitty were in.

“And… and we have to go around like this all day…?”

Warden spanked him. “You forgot to add ‘Woof’ to the end of your sentence. Remember, for the entire day, you’re a dog, and your partner here is a cat. Got it?”

“Yes, Warden… woof…”

Puppy was certainly “dressed” for the part. Floppy brown puppy ears, a bell collar connected to his partners’, arm and leg bindings that forced him to crawl on his knees and elbows, a vibrating, wagging tail plug, bell nipple clamps, and a chastity cage.

Kitty, similarly bound and outfitted with black cat ears and a black cat tail plug, fruitlessly batted at his chastity cage with his paws. “I can’t cum with this thing on, myaaaa…”

Warden chuckled. “Oh, it’s been done before. But don’t worry, if you don’t cum, I won’t punish you again today. Of course, that means you’ll be REEEEALLY horny tomorrow…”

Warden patted them on the head. “Anyways, your job for today, instead of participating in any activities, is to be a good pet for aaaaaaaall the prisoners today! You have to let them play with your bodies as much as they want during free time, service them, and perhaps beg them to help you cum before the day is over~ Understand?”

Kitty meowed in agreement while Puppy looked up pleadingly at the Warden, begging for a bit of leniency with his big, puppy-dog eyes. But, of course, the Warden only spanked them and said, “Come then, off to lunch! We’ve spent enough time setting up- have fun~!”

Kitty and Puppy made their way over to the cafeteria. Normally they would sit on the dildo seats at one of the special tables and try not to cum while eating their meals, but this time, they were just given two bowls on the ground to eat from, as well as a shared water bowl. Their tails started vibrating and wagging, making them gasp and shudder with pleasure.

“Better get going! You’re already 5 minutes into lunch!”

Kitty bahçeşehir escort and Puppy slowly crawled over to their bowls and began to lap at their mashed potatoes. They could feel the eyes of the other prisoners on them as their bells swung back and forth, chiming and adding to the noise of the room.

Puppy leaned over to lick up some water, but bonked into Kitty’s head. “Owww, woof! Watch where you’re going!”

Kitty didn’t respond, lapping up the water with his tongue and shaking his ass in the air. Precum dripped from his caged dick onto the floor. “Mmh… lick, lick.. Myaaa…”

Puppy sighed in resignation and licked up the rest of his mashed potatoes, before taking his turn with the water. He could feel his dick pathetically straining against its cage, throbbing and horny from the vibrations hitting his prostate…

Suddenly, they both felt hands on their head. “Aww, who’s a good pet? Good pet~ Finish your lunch, pets!”

Kitty tried to look up to see who it was, but the prisoner gently pushed his head down back into his bowl. “Eat, eat! There will be plenty of time to play later, hehe~”

Puppy moaned and shivered, feeling the hand gently ruffle his hair. “Mmm~ Please help me~ I wanna cum~ Woof~”

“Hey, none of US got to cum during lunch- what makes you think YOU should be able to, hm?”

Puppy tried to focus on eating, but the mysterious prisoner began to fondle him from behind- first his nipples, then on to his stomach, then finally his aching balls.

Puppy gasped. “Harder! Please please please harder please I need more woof woof woof~!”

Puppy’s head began to swim. More stimulation… I need more pleasure… please…!

He looked over at Kitty, who was still licking up the last of his potatoes.

Kitty looked up. “Wait, why are you looking at- mmph~!”

Puppy lunged at him. The only thought in his head was, I need more pleasure, I need more pleasure, I need more pleasure…

The other prisoners laughed as they looked on. “Aww, are you horny, Puppy? You want more? you want more, Puppy? Say so if esenyurt escort you want more~”

Puppy wanted to say, “Yes! Yes, yes, more please, woof woof woof~!” However, he couldn’t bear to tear his mouth away from Kitty. His tongue felt so soft… so warm…

“Aw, well, I guess we’ll leave you two to it then~ Have a nice lunch!”

Puppy began to moan in protest. “Mmph! MMMMMPHHhhhh…”

Kitty began to kiss back in earnest. Rather than satisfying them, however, their lust simply grew ever more insatiable…

…

They were given some free time late in the afternoon. After being forced to watch from the sidelines as the prisoners participated in their team activity (It was “Sexy Obstacle Course” today), they were incredibly horny.

“Kitty… what do I do…? I need to be groped… I need to be caressed and fondled and fucked so badly, woof…”

Kitty licked his lips. “Mmm… I want it too, Puppy… We’ll need to walk around and find someone to play with, mya~”

They walked around the complex for a while until coming to the main cell block, where a few prisoners were waiting- Angel, Virgin, Slave, and Toy.

Kitty immediately ran up to them, dragging Puppy behind him, nuzzling up against Angel’s leg and smiling seductively.

“Hi, nya~ Uhm, I’ve been in heat all day, and I really really need to play with someone~ Wanna have some fun together?”

Angel blushed. “Oh! Uhm, I mean, I don’t know. I thought you didn’t really like me that much. You know, since you got a bit jealous back during the relay yesterday-“

Virgin elbowed him. “Are you kidding, Angel? This is our chance to tease them a bit!”

Slave and Toy came over as well. “Ooh, it’s Kitty and Puppy! Haha, that’s quite the outfits you two have on~”

Puppy blushed. “Don’t look too hard, woof… It’s embarrassing…”

Virgin said, “Wait, actually, I already came today- what would I get out of this?”

Puppy looked up at him. “Please? W-we’ll let you fuck us, woof… M-my ass is nice and snug and warm, woof…

Kitty rolled his eyes. “Puppy, we halkalı escort don’t have to-“

Puppy elbowed him. “Kitty! They’re being nice! We n-need to beg! Maybe they’ll help us cum finally…”

Kitty considered his options. Hmph. I don’t wanna beg… That would be humiliating… but… I wanna cum…

Toy ran her hands through Kitty’s hair. “Come on, beg, Kitty~ I wanna see you drop your pride and beg me to fuck you and Puppy in the ass~”

The others joined in, circling around Kitty and whispering in his ears, running their hands over his and Puppy’s bodies.

“Come on, give in…”

“It’ll feel so good…”

“All you need to do is beg…”

“Submit to us…”

Puppy whines. “K-kitty… please…”

Kitty grumbled, “FINE! Fine, I’ll beg, nya…”

He looked up, blushing. He tried to avert his eyes, but the prisoners forced his chin up.

“Uhm.. please… p-please… um… mya…”

“Go on, go on!”

Kitty closed his eyes and blurted out, “Please fuck me in the ass I’ve been a naughty kitty and I really really really need it please please I need your cock please please pleeeeease nyan~”

Angel patted him on the head. “Good job! Good kitty~”

Slave smiled. “Alright, from now on, only meowing and barking from you two. What you’re gonna do is close your eyes and make out with each other while we pull out your tails and take turns fucking you in the ass~ Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“M-mrrr… I… I need to use the bathroom first, mya…”

Angel beamed. “Aw, don’t worry about that, Kitty! You can pee on the floor~”

Everyone looked at him, surprised that such a pure-looking guy would suggest such an idea. “What? He is a kitty, right?”

Kitty winced. He didn’t want to do it, but…

He sighed, relaxing his muscles as he peed on the floor.

“Myaaa… M-mrrr…”

Puppy crawled up in front of him. “W-woof, woof!” He began to kiss Kitty, giving him pecks and licks all over his lips, over and over and over.

Slave tugged on Kitty’s tail, making him arch his back and moan a bit. “Mmm… this is gonna be fun~”

…

Slave and the others took turns fucking them, over and over, until evening roll call was called. Their assholes plugged and filled with precum, they whimpered and moaned as they began to realize- they never actually came. Tomorrow was going to be VERY hard, in more ways than one…

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Don’t Tell Anyone

As a forty-three-year-old, who every day smokes a pack of Benson and Hedges 100 cigarettes, there is an issue. I have this problem even now, and it has been with me for most of the past thirty years. It happens almost every time I light up. I have to nervously look around me and over my shoulder. I have to check that the coast is clear, that there is no one around who might see me smoking. As a grown-up adult I know that I should not be feeling guilty.

This worry is now extremely and deeply ingrained into me. A feeling of guilt, that I should not be smoking here. Even when “here” is sitting alone on my own bed in my pyjamas looking at my laptop at pictures and videos of others smoking. The idea that someone who shouldn’t know that I smoke, might look through the closed curtains and see me enjoying a cigarette.

The worst thing about this is that I am an adult with two children and a professional career. I shouldn’t be afraid of smoking. The students I see hanging around the back of the school, yes, they should be petrified, I have the urge to tell them to hide it. Please don’t let me see you smoking, I don’t want to tell you off. Rather than actually doing my job and telling them off.

Yes, there are signs in the world that I should not be smoking. Firstly, I know all about the obvious health effects. The looming potential of cancer and other such “lovely” diseases. Secondly, and a bigger physical problem is the two brands I grew up smoking, Benson and Hedges and Virginia Slims, are frustratingly no longer sold in my country. But do I listen to those hints from the little voice on my shoulder saying you should quit as you know better?

No. I still smoke. I just love to smoke. So much so that every quarter I have to bulk order all my cigarettes from an online retailer. The day the parcel arrives is like Santa’s sleigh loaded with two thousand cigarettes. I am sure I can feel deep within my chest my lungs fluttering with excitement as I put the packs away. They know that the majority of the contents of those cigarettes are all heading their way.

Today, I still have the need to smoke just as much as I originally wanted to do thirty years ago.

For this pleasure I really have to thank my “smoking teacher” at the time for my graceful entry into my delightful and prolonged nicotine addiction. My Aunt Mary. As children, most afternoons, after school my sister and I would be picked up from school by Aunt as our mom was at work. Our aunt would look after us until eventually mom would pick us up.

I was a super curious child. For longer than I dare contemplate, I had fantasised about smoking. There had been hours, maybe days lost with me just sitting there watching my mom, dad, aunt, and the rest of my family smoke. There was something intriguing for me at the sight of the grey smoke billowing out from between their lips and often their noses. As I got older, the more I watched, the more I saw my destiny. I felt as if I was almost born to smoke. I was compelled to. So many restless nights were spent dreaming about having the filter between my lips. Hours spent messing around in front of the mirror with a pencil pretending to smoke.

I have always been absolutely desperate with the idea of me, Laura, actually smoking my own cigarette.

It was a simple process from my perspective. The way that everyone around me looked in love with the white cylinder they would constantly need to have with them. They would almost smile to themselves as they hurriedly but gracefully repetitively got the cigarette from the pack and to between their lips. This would happen over and over again throughout the day, every day. There was something about the sound of the click of the lighter and sight as there was the hot bright flame delightfully dancing in their hand. The look of concentration followed by delight on their faces as they dragged the smoke into their body. I was fascinated to watch the volume of smoke, like a volcanic eruption that billowed and flowed back out from their lips. I found it amazing that the white cigarette slowly burned and turned black as with every drag as it shrank in size it fizzed. For me as a child it was as if they were a real-life dragon. What made it more exciting was that within a few seconds the filter was placed back between their lips and the process repeated once again.

I think Aunt Mary knew from just watching me watching her of my inner desire to smoke. I don’t know, I certainly didn’t say anything. However, I probably had sat there open-mouthed staring at her intently one too many times. As I was sitting there looking on as she lit up and enjoyed the whole process of consuming one of her many cigarettes.

It was then as a ten-year-old that things first changed for me. With glee on her face my aunt Mary gave me my first ever puff on her cigarette. I didn’t even inhale. Just sucked on it and then coughed my guts up. It tasted awful.

There had been a problem. I had done what I really, really wanted to do. bayrampaşa escort I had wanted to enjoy my first ever drag on a cigarette, but I actually hated it. It tasted wrong, it was not actually nice.

“Whatever you do, don’t tell your mom.” Aunt Mary said with a laugh as I nervously handed her back the cigarette.

“I won’t!” I gasped for air. As I then reached for a glass and gulped water to wash my throat out. That cigarette was the most disgusting thing ever. But my Aunt Mary was not going to stop there. Even if I potentially thought it wise to do so.

The following day, after coming in from playing outside, she got my sister watching television then giggled at me. “Laura, do you want to play a game?”

“Do what?”

“A game of lighting my cigarette for me?”

At first, I was scared, the puff I had the day before was not particularly nice. But I knew that it was something she enjoyed “hundreds” of times a day. It was something that I should be able to do. It was something that I knew I was going to do. I just had to smoke a cigarette.

“Yes?” I enthusiastically responded.

“Good, whatever you do, please don’t tell your mom!” Aunt Mary again cackled an almost evil laugh as she handed me one of her brand-new Virginia Slim cigarettes. “This is our little secret.” She smiled. I knew whatever happened I was not going to tell anyone.

I was standing there holding the rather long paper cylinder between my fingers. Something that I had wished I could for so many years. Her head nodded up, suggesting that I put it between my lips. I dutifully followed the instructions. Then smiling happily at me as she gave me the lighter.

This was a scary moment for me. Having Aunt Mary sitting there and watching me, with her real lighter in my hand and a real-life cigarette between my lips, mixed with an equally hot flame centimetres from my nose. This wasn’t me alone in my bedroom with a pencil that I was putting between my lips pretending that I was smoking in front of the bedroom mirror. It was far lighter weight. It was far more real, I felt as if I was sweating. A dream was going to come true. I was actually going to light my first ever cigarette.

Aunt Mary giggled as she helped my fingers flick the lighter and then align the flame with the tip. I found myself going cross eyed as the hot bright flame got closer to the cigarette. It was then that she told me to drag. I watched the flame move towards the cigarette. I had made the flame dance, just as I had watched the others do. I was shocked as before I realised it. I suddenly felt the smoke in my lungs.

It was just one drag, and I forced the smoke from my lungs, then a grinning Aunt Mary took the cigarette and lighter off me. For me the sensation of the smoke in my lungs produced a euphoric moment. It was amazing. I had just smoked. I knew there and then as I felt slightly dizzy that I would have to do it again.

For the next few weeks Aunt Mary would every afternoon come up with an excuse for me to light a cigarette for her and take one drag. Each time it was preceded by “Don’t tell your mom.” I would smile happily totally agreeing that this was just our secret and light the cigarette and take one all-important drag.

Then a couple of days later she would suggest that the cigarette would go out if I didn’t take a second drag, as she was momentarily too busy to take it back. I would happily bring the filter back to my lips. A second rush as the smoke filled my lungs. I loved every second. I was doing the very thing I felt I was born to do.

Aunt Mary would congratulate me and take her own big drag on the cigarette. I kept my side of the bargain. Not letting anyone know of our fun game.

Yes, I would go home and watch my mom light up her own cigarettes and smile. I knew what she was experiencing and enjoying. I could almost taste the smoke on my lips. Her eyes told me everything. But as promised I didn’t tell her what I was doing behind her back with Aunt Mary.

During the coming weeks and months Aunt Mary would let me take one extra drag on her cigarette. Over time and it was an iterative process, I managed to smoke a whole cigarette all by myself. It was not rushed. It was gradual, literally one extra drag at a time. Until Aunt Mary was no longer finishing the cigarette off and stubbing it out. I was.

It was around my eleventh birthday that she gave me my first ever pack of Virginia Slims. I felt so grown up, but equally scared. We kept it at my aunt’s. I really didn’t want my mom to know I smoked.

There was a noticeable change though, I was now allowed after school and under my aunt’s guidance to light up and smoke a cigarette all to myself. As the weeks and months rolled past, she suggested I had a second and then before my mom turned up, eventually a third.

But I was still being very secretive. Only my aunt knew I was smoking. Because of this I could only smoke three a day. I did not have enough time to smoke any more. Plus, my aunt made çapa escort sure that I did not rush them. They were spaced out during the time I was with her.

To this day I don’t know if my aunt got me addicted or if it was just my personal desire to smoke. The only issue I had was I was conflicted and desperate to keep it a secret. As such I only ever smoked the three. Even back then, deep down, I truly liked the idea of smoking a lot more.

I have to say that my aunt was very good to me in that she was forever buying cigarettes just for me. I never had to worry about it. I soon found that I would finish a pack every other week. I felt comfortable sitting with her and enjoying the process of smoking. We bonded over the cigarettes. This caused a problem in my head. I was happy inside with my aunt. It was a genuine scary idea that I could take the pack with me and to go out of the house and smoke.

At that time, I had a load of friends at school who had also started smoking. There was a whole social group thing going on. I could have easily swanned in with a cigarette between my lips. Showing off my smoking skills. I genuinely had the full on feeling of missing out. I cannot deny that there was an urge to join the group, I knew how to smoke, I enjoyed smoking my cigarettes. At the same time, I felt guilty, I had promised, and my aunt had told me not to smoke without her. So, I didn’t. I was a good girl and had a different friendship group and made sure that my cigarette tasted even better by waiting and lighting up with my aunt

It was when I was nearly fourteen that the whole family went on holiday to the coast. It was meant to be an exciting and fun time. A beaching holiday. Glorious weather out of school and time to get some sun on our skin. For all the excitement for me personally there was a major issue. My routine was rocked, I wasn’t at school. I wasn’t going to see my aunt every day. That gave me a problem. This meant I now couldn’t smoke. I didn’t think of myself at the time as being addicted to nicotine. It was just something that we did together.

I had been smoking five days a week for a year or so. I was alright after day one and two, it was like being at the weekend. I didn’t smoke on the weekends anyway as I was with my parents. But by day three I was missing something. I was becoming incredibly snappy and grumpy. I am sure partially due to teenage hormones but deep down I knew I just really needed to smoke. I was watching my mom light up and I was then salivating at the thought of myself dragging on the cigarette. I knew it would solve all my problems. The crux of the issue I had but I was neither at home or at the aunts. There was not a problem of physically getting hold of cigarettes as I was watching my mom smoke all day. I could have easily stolen one and lit up. But I knew I could not tell anyone. They would soon find out. This meant that I was just in a strange place and mentally in a very foul dark mood with everyone.

For that holiday, someone listened to my prayers. I had a saviour in the form of my aunt arriving. She was like a hero riding a white horse. Or in her case her car. After a few hours she could see my problem better than anyone else could. I didn’t even have to explain it. She made an excuse and took me aside and away from the family. “I’m taking Laura for a short walk. We are going for a chat.” She announced after lunch. We walked the short distance down to the beach, importantly out of sight.

There on my own whilst sitting on the sand she gave me what I really needed, one of her Virginia Slims. I was genuinely excited. If I had a tail, it would have been wagging. It was the best present ever. It was also my first time smoking outdoors. She had to help me protect the flame from the wind. Smoking it there and then was a moment of pure bliss. With a cigarette between my lips and smoke filling my lungs, I could finally relax.

“Laura, you need to understand something.” She smiled at me in that warm way.

“What?”

“You know why you are grumpy?”

“I wanted a cigarette.” I shrugged my shoulders.

She chuckled at me “Yes you realise that you are addicted to nicotine now.”

“No, I can’t be.” I couldn’t believe it. I tried to defend myself instantly by bringing the filter back to my lips.

“You do realise what you need to do?”

“No?”

“You need to explain this to your mom?”

“No!” I shook my head. I really did not want to.

“Life will be easier if you do!” She grinned at me and inhaled deeply on her Virginia Slim.

We had a second cigarette before going back and she went on to explain that my mom knowing would solve a lot of my issues, as I would then be able to light up at home.

That sounded like a simple task, but unfortunately, I was petrified of doing that. I refused. My mom just couldn’t never know that I smoked. I just knew that she would be so cross with me. I would be forever locked up at home or something horrible. It just could not happen.

With the fındıkzade escort holiday over, it was a double-edged sword. Back to school and no longer sunning ourselves all day. But ultimately the following week I was happy and back in my comfortable smoking routine. I was again lighting up my three cigarettes a day after school. I had control, I never needed more. Just sitting there with my aunt enjoying the company and getting the pleasure from smoking my “regulation” three cigarettes.

Eventually reality caught up with me, my aunt won. She was bringing it up most weeks. “Talk to your mom.” or “You have to tell your mom that you smoke.” It was the worst two tracks on CD ever stuck on repeat. She would always say it when I had finished my third cigarette of the day and was busy covering myself in body spray before taking one of her chewing gums.

That Christmas I found myself in the same situation that I had on the beaching holiday. I was not spending time with my aunt. Ultimately, I really needed to smoke. I knew what I had to do, and it would solve the problem. I should have listened to my aunt earlier.

I nervously told my mom that I was spending my afternoons not playing but smoking with Aunt Mary. I was incredibly scared and nervous. I had prepared every situation, ready for the proverbial ton of bricks to drop down and hit me, the anger of me sneaking around with my aunt and smoking behind her back. “You are too clever to start this addictive and disgusting habit that everyone knows is seriously bad for you.” It was obvious.

I was as ready as I ever was going to be.

For all my fear and dread of her knowing, the reaction was a complete surprise. My mom laughed at me. I didn’t know how to respond. It was the one response I had not mentally prepared myself for. It made me feel strange. My mom produced a deep belly laugh. What didn’t help was I was feeling guilty for hiding it from her and she couldn’t stop giggling at me all afternoon. My Aunt Mary was right, there was a relief that my mom now knew. It was amazing but it was also embarrassing in equal measures. That afternoon as every time she lit up, she would look at me, force an exhale and then lovingly smile at me.

It didn’t solve the problem that since just before Christmas day, I hadn’t had a cigarette and was of the excitement of the season, I knew what was going on. I was addicted to nicotine and as the hours ticked by getting more and more desperate as I craved smoking a cigarette for myself.

That evening, she had been clearly thinking about it. My mom proudly gave me a pack of her Benson and Hedges and then sitting there, expected me to smoke one in front of her. I was not going to mess around. I truly wanted a cigarette. I also cockily thought I knew what I was doing. However, it was an eye opener trying that brand of cigarette. The flavour and taste were completely different to the Virginia Slims of my Aunt Mary. Stronger and surprisingly just that much nicer. For me there was no going back. I was going to be Benson and Hedges girl.

From there on it was a change in my situation. It happened overnight. My mom gave me the freedom that I could smoke at home too. Just as my Aunt Mary had told me over and over again. I agreed with her that I would only smoke in front of her or my aunt. I had effectively added to my smoking locations but kept the same rules. I was only smoking at home or over at my aunt’s. But ultimately, I was still in my safe environment, as still where no one else could see me.

There was a natural progression of my addiction. I could still smoke my three cigarettes after school with my Aunt Mary, but then I could then come home and smoke even more. As now my mom was asking me as she reached for her pack, if I wanted a cigarette too. I was not going to refuse, I genuinely liked smoking and there was something relaxing about sitting on our sofa chatting about life to my mom whilst smoking a cigarette. I was still not in public.

Everyone was now happy, almost pleased with me, a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I was excited by my smoking habit. I could get home from school and spend the afternoon and evening either lighting up with my aunt or mom. But come the morning and going off to school, I was good, I never took my pack of cigarettes with me. I had taught myself discipline. I was not going to be seen smoking out of the house. However much my body screamed for nicotine. I was in control.

At the same time, I was still active at school, playing in the hockey team. I loved physical education, and even today I actively go to the gym. I treat my time on the exercise equipment as a way of detoxing from cigarettes. I enjoy the process of working my body and importantly my lungs hard. In both work and play.

Now that my mom knew the whole process of smoking was now easier for me. I really enjoyed the taste and flavour of Benson & Hedges. It was a pleasant feeling to inhale them. I started smoking more of them, I could smoke with my aunt in the afternoons and then mom in the evenings. I could even have a smoke after breakfast before school. I was happy, as long as no one saw me. The freedom to smoke meant that I was consuming a lot more than my original three a day. It was not long until there were a few before school and a lot more afterwards.

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The final part. Please see part one for content warnings.

Thursday, Daddy didn’t fuck Mandie at all.

That didn’t mean that he left her unmolested, though.

She woke up wrapped around him like an octopus, grinding against his naked thigh, which he must have placed there to tempt her. She moaned in disappointment as she woke enough to remember that the hot need bubbling inside her would be going unsatisfied.

He just laughed and pressed a hand to her waist, encouraging her to keep going; she was helpless to resist, in spite of the frustration. She went on humping and sliding against his skin for almost twenty minutes, drifting sleepily in and out of lurid dreams.

When Sam finally untangled himself and got out of bed, announcing he’d have to shower off before work, he was visibly well on his way to an erection. Mandie stood up to follow him, thinking he’d want a blowjob or at least a handjob in the shower, but Sam waved her off.

“I’m saving that for tomorrow,” he informed her.

That was one of the most confusing things Mandie had ever heard. If she were in charge, she couldn’t imagine ever passing up the opportunity to come. It was especially hard to imagine in that moment, as she was writhing with unspent need in the bed, her pussy clenching on nothing after she’d repeatedly edged herself on Daddy’s thigh.

When she said as much, though, he just laughed at her and said that was exactly why she wasn’t in charge.

Then he disappeared into the shower, leaving her confused and pouting and trying to resist the urge to grind into the bed or hump one of the pillows, which wouldn’t feel nearly as good as his thigh and definitely wouldn’t give her what she needed.

After work, and after dinner, he laid her out on the couch and told her to rub her clit again.

Mandie obeyed, whining and moaning as she fiddled with the twitching nub, frustrated by the brief flashes of pleasure interspersed with the awkward nothingness. Underneath it all was a constant, burning arousal that made her ache, fueled not just by the days of denial but also by the act itself–by being ordered to put herself on display this way, to touch herself for Daddy’s enjoyment; by the way Daddy was watching her, seated on the coffee table between her legs, his gaze dark and hungry.

It made her hot and hyper-sensitive, made her hips twitch and her pussy drool.

“Fuck me, Daddy, please,” she begged finally, not even bothering to beg to come; she was convinced now that he really wasn’t going to back down, not with less than twenty-four hours left on the safe. “Please, please, I want you inside me, please, my pussy aches so bad!”

Sam groaned and leaned forward, pushing one of her thighs further out with his hand, and then he slid two fingers into her cunt.

Mandie wailed loudly and squeezed her eyes shut, her pussy squeezing down hard on the digits as he began to thrust them, fingering her hole roughly.

“Daddy! Daddy! Mmnn–” she rubbed furiously at her clit, every muscle in her body straining, sweat beading on her skin. When Sam dipped his head down and latched his teeth over one of her nipples, she bleated out a little shrieking noise and felt her clit twitching into her fingers, sharp and demanding–seeking different fingers, or the satisfying buzz of a toy, anything but her own touch. “Fuck. Fuck. Daddy!”

He nibbled at her nipple and then sucked on it, soothing the sting with his tongue, before moving to the other and giving it the same attention.

She jerked and writhed, rocking down to meet his fingers pounding away inside her, and pressed hard on her clit with her knuckles, trying desperately to grind out enough sensation to finish. Her chest and stomach heaved with how hard and fast she was panting.

Eventually, Daddy was done playing with her breasts and he pulled his head up to blow into her ear instead, making her jolt and grit her teeth on the urgency of the need roiling inside her. “Are you close, baby?” he asked.

“No,” she groaned. “Can’t do it. I can’t do it, Daddy.”

“Mm. That’s because you’re my good little girl. My beautiful little slut,” he murmured, pressing his fingers roughly and deeply into her to make her gasp. “Your little clitty knows who owns it, isn’t that right? No matter how much of a brat you are, your pussy knows it belongs to me, to your Daddy.”

“Fuck,” Mandie gasped, her cunt rippling hard around his fingers. “Yes, Daddy, yes, it’s yours, I’m yours!”

“You know, it used to make me sad,” he told her, in a low tone, like he was whispering a secret. “When you told me about how frustrated you were when you were younger, when you tried to masturbate but couldn’t finish. I didn’t like thinking about my little girl being all alone like that. But now…all I can think is that you were being such a good girl, waiting for me. Waiting for your Daddy to show you what your body was meant for.”

“Daddy,” she whimpered, and finally gave up rubbing her clit–it was mostly numb to her touch by that point topkapi escort anyway–and grasped at him instead, clinging to him as he twisted and rocked his fingers inside her, working her needy cunt hard.

It was true; when she was a young woman back in college, she’d spent long hours trying to find a way to bring herself off, fruitlessly rubbing her clit and sticking her fingers in herself. She’d fantasized about a handsome, experienced man stepping in and finally helping her reach the peak that seemed to come so easily to other women.

Connecting her Daddy back to those teenage fantasies made her blood quicken and her body throb. “Yes. You. I was waiting for you–needed you–Daddy–!”

“I’ve got you now, baby,” he assured her, twisting his fingers again so that his knuckles rubbed along her throbbing G-spot, making her whine. “Tomorrow. I’ll remind you of how good Daddy can make you feel.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she sobbed. “I love you. I love you. Ohh…” she groaned as his fingers slowed and finally drew out, leaving her feeling empty and aching.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He kissed her on her forehead, and then on the tip of her nose, and finally on the lips again. “Come on now, time to clean you up. Your naughty pussy is such a mess, I think we’ll need to rinse it off in the shower again.”

Mandie groaned.

***

Friday was nothing but nerves and anticipation.

In some ways, it almost felt as if it were the first time again. Not Mandie’s first time in general, which had been a disappointing fumble with a fellow undergraduate in college, but the first time she’d slept with Sam. Back when he wasn’t quite her Daddy yet, and certainly wasn’t her husband. Back when he was just the astoundingly handsome man she’d met on a fetish website and had gone on a couple of dates with, when she was trying desperately to hide how she was falling head over heels for him, because she was sure that getting clingy so soon would scare him off.

There had been a lot of anticipation leading up to that first time, and a lot of nerves, too. She’d worried that he would be disappointed–if not with her less-than-supermodel figure, then with her body’s oddly specific needs: she’d had more than one hookup go sideways when a man got intimidated or offended by the idea that she’d need more than his cock and maybe a bit of vague rubbing to get off.

But not Sam.

He’d been delighted, in fact, when she handed over the little travel vibrator she’d relied on at the time. And then he’d asked if a little girl like her needed his help to use such a big girl toy, and–

Well. The rest was history.

It had been years since she’d felt that nervous thrill, but it was back now.

Maybe because he’d so pointedly brought her back to her younger years the night before, reminding her thoroughly of how lucky she was to have found a husband that fulfilled every fantasy she’d had as a lonely, frustrated young woman. Maybe just because it had been over a week now since she’d last had an orgasm, and she knew whatever happened that night was going to hit her hard.

Maybe because, in the back of her mind, she was a little worried–okay, kind of a lot worried–that Sam might take this opportunity to turn the tables.

He could, couldn’t he? He could stay out late after work, leaving her waiting for him at home, alone and needy. Even once the timer went off on the safe, she wouldn’t be able to open it herself; there was a code, and only he knew it.

As the workday went on, she became more and more obsessed with the idea: coming home to a dark apartment, waiting next to the locked safe, helplessly rubbing her aching pussy while she waited and wondered when her Daddy would be home to finally help her come.

Or–even worse–coming home to find that he’d re-locked the safe and set it for another week. Learning that she hadn’t been good enough, that he didn’t think she deserved her toys back yet.

Mandie bit her lip as her tormented pussy twitched at the idea.

“Hey!” a bright voice chirped from the next desk over, making Mandie jump. “Happy hour after work today?”

Mandie tried not to look too wide-eyed at the suggestion. “No!” she blurted, then quickly cleared her throat when her coworker gave her an odd look at the blunt response. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound–uh. I just have, um, a thing. With Sam. Dinner, I mean. We’re having dinner. Me and my husband.” At some point in her stammering, she’d started to blush; she could feel the heat of it in her cheeks.

Her coworker smirked. “Dinner, huh? Sounds important. It’s not your anniversary or something, is it?”

“No. He was just, um, away on work.”

“Oh, say no more,” her coworker assured her, winking. “Have fun welcoming him home.” One of the other ladies tittered a couple of desks over as Mandie waved them off, her blush deepening.

By the time the end of the day rolled around, she’d practically convinced herself that Sam was going to deny her for another merter escort week. Or even another month? Not that long, surely. But she had been a very naughty girl…

When she walked into the apartment and didn’t immediately see him, she rushed to find him, anxious to have her fears confirmed or denied. “Daddy? Daddy, I’m home!”

“In the bedroom, baby,” he called, and she hurried to his voice, her stomach twisting.

This was it. He’d be sitting next to the safe, and there’d be a new countdown on the display, and he’d explain why she hadn’t been good enough–

She stumbled to a stop in the bedroom doorway, staring.

Her Daddy was standing near the bed, fastening a pair of cuffs to the headboard.

They didn’t use the cuffs very often, because Daddy liked to be able to move her around while they were fucking, and the cuffs made it inconvenient.

But that wasn’t the first thing that caught her eye: the first thing was the collection of toys–her toys–lined up on the bedside table. Not all of them, but several of her favorite vibrators, all plugged in and charging.

“Eager for your punishment to be over, princess?” Her Daddy was smirking at her, like he had noticed exactly what she was staring at.

“Really, Daddy?” she demanded, her toes curling a bit on the floor as her pussy grew embarrassingly wet at just the sight of the toys. “Are you really–can I really–“

“It’s been a week, hasn’t it? And you’ve been very good, taking your consequences like a big girl.” He patted the bed. “Take your clothes off and come lay down.”

She stripped out of her work clothes quickly, tossing them haphazardly on the floor and then–very reluctantly–going back to fold them up and put them away at her Daddy’s instruction. Then, finally, she lay down on the bed, only squirming a little.

“Not that just yet,” he told her when she stretched her arms over her head towards the cuffs. He sat down on the edge of the bed and patted his knee. “Come here and give me your bratty tush.”

“Daddy,” she hesitated, worried again. “You said I was good?”

“You have been good,” he confirmed. “And all of this started because you wanted to get spanked, isn’t that right?”

She nodded slowly, crawling over his lap as she did.

“Because you like getting spanked a little too much, hmm? It gets your pussy all wet?”

Mandie flushed, but nodded again. There was no point in denying it. “Yes, Daddy.”

“So we’re not going to use spankings for punishments any more. They’re going to be rewards.”

Mandie’s eyes widened and she bit her lip. At the same time, her pussy spasmed and clenched. Her Daddy, who could obviously see it from his position looking down at her butt, laughed.

“You like that idea, I see. Daddy’s gonna give you a good spanking first to get you ready, and then we’ll go from there. Okay?”

“Okay,” Mandie agreed eagerly. “I–oh!”

Whatever she had been planning to say was lost to the sudden pain, and then pleasure, of her Daddy’s hand swatting her butt. He spanked her sharply and repeatedly, peppering her buttocks and thighs, until she was warm all over and squirming, her pussy wet, her hips lurching as she tried to grind into his thigh. When he finally stopped, she whimpered, protesting the loss of the delicious stimulation.

“Alright, baby, shhh,” Sam assured her, rubbing a hand over the heated skin of her backside. “It’s time for the next part, okay? Remember, you get to come tonight. You want that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasped, and went eagerly when her Daddy guided her onto the bed on her back, her arms over her head for the cuffs. The soft fabric of the sheets felt rough on her recently-spanked skin, making her squirm. “What are you going to do, Daddy?”

“You’ll see.”

“Why are we using the cuffs?”

“You’ll see,” he repeated, pressing a finger to her lips. “I promise, Daddy is going to make you feel good tonight. Just be patient for me a little bit longer, alright?”

Mandie bit her lip and nodded, then watched hungrily as Daddy undressed as well, taking his time to fold and put away his own clothes. By the time he returned to the bed, she was squirming again, squeezing her thighs together to try and stimulate her needy clit, which was pulsing in time with the throbbing of the bruises forming on her butt.

“Legs open,” Daddy said, and she immediately spread them. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to let you pick which toy–“

“The purple one,” she said immediately, before he could even finish the question. It was one of her favorites, a bullet vibrator with two rabbit-ear prongs at the end that grasped around her clitty, hugging and simulating it from both sides.

He smiled. “Now, I could have guessed that you’d pick that one.” He grabbed it off the bedside table and climbed onto the bed, reaching down–not with the hand that had the vibrator, but with his free hand–to cup her hot, throbbing pussy.

She groaned and lifted her hips up to rub into his esenler escort palm. “Daddy…”

“Eager little slut,” he murmured, squeezing gently and then dipping a finger into her. “You want it, hmm? You want to come for Daddy?”

“Yes,” she begged, rocking and grinding into his hand. “Please, Daddy, please, please, please!”

“Shhh, it’s alright. Daddy’s going to make you come so hard, baby, you just wait,” he assured her. He pressed a button with his thumb, and the vibrator in his other hand hummed to life, making her shudder at just the sound. “But we’re going to have a little more fun first, okay?”

“Mmmmnn,” she whined in frustration, then sucked in a sharp breath when he nudged the toy against one of her breasts, wrapping the prongs around the hardened nub of her nipple. “Oh! Daddy, oh, oh-my-God, mmm, mmm!”

She twisted and bucked under him, heat shooting down through her core and making her impossibly wetter. She humped her hips into his hand frantically, feeling his fingers slip over the slick, soft opening to her cunt. Her clit felt like the end of a live wire that ran all the way through her spine, arousal already seasoned with the spanking and now agitated by the titillating sensation on her nipple.

“Feels good, huh, baby?” he asked, rocking the toy so that the pressure increased and decreased again, stoking the heat thundering inside her. “I cuffed your hands up because you don’t need them right now. They don’t help your needy little clitty any, do they? You need Daddy’s help with this.” He fluttered his fingers against her clenching hole.

“Yes, Daddy, I need your help, please,” she sobbed, trembling. “I need it so bad, Daddy, please, I can’t do it on my own, I need you to help me come, please!”

“I know, I know. Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he assured her, and leaned down to kiss the frustrated moans from her lips as he moved the toy to her other nipple.

She couldn’t keep still, her whole body shaking and jolting as her clit throbbed jealously, eager for the attention her nipples were getting, or for the fingers toying with her hole. When Sam ended the kiss, Mandie immediately used the freedom to start begging again.

“Please, please, please,” she chanted, her hips rocking in time with the words. “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!”

“Okay, okay, I hear you,” he said, fond and amused. His fingers left her pussy to squeeze gently at her thigh, and she groaned. “Daddy’s going to use this toy on your clitty now. That’ll feel really good, hmm?”

“Yes,” she groaned, her body throbbing eagerly at the words. “Daddy, please!”

“But you have to tell Daddy when you’re about to come, okay?”

Mandie moaned but nodded quickly, spreading her thighs even wider as he pulled the toy away from her nipple, and–finally, finally, finally–reached down to tease the prongs, feather-light, along her engorged clit.

She let out a stuttering shriek at the first touch, the vibrations almost overwhelming, even so lightly, even at such a low setting. “Oh-my-God, Daddy, fuck, Daddy!”

“Tell me when you’re going to come,” he reminded her firmly, and she nodded rapidly, her mouth gaping open on noisy gasps and groans as her hips lurched, trying to grind up harder into the toy.

But her Daddy moved with her, keeping the touch light, teasing, which was a good thing, because otherwise she wouldn’t have time to tell him before–

“Oh–I’m gonna come, Daddy, I’m coming, I’m coming!” she squealed as the tension broke inside her, hard and fast, taking her by surprise.

“Not yet. Wait, Mandie,” he said sharply, and pulled the toy away.

“Ah–no–!” she cried, and then groaned, her hips lifting in a hard arc to try and follow the toy, her entire body shaking.

She’d never had to try and hold back an orgasm before, but she scrambled to do so now, clenching down hard and tightening every muscle in her core to stop it, desperate not to ruin her first orgasm in a week. She held her breath until her chest ached, squeezing her eyes shut and straining every part of her body against the massive pressure pounding inside her.

“Ohh,” she groaned, letting out the breath as the urge to come finally passed and she relaxed, her pussy giving several hard twitches of confused need. “Daddy. Oh fuck.”

“Good girl, Mandie. That was so good. You’re such a good listener,” he praised her. “Here comes the toy again.”

“Oh, no, Daddy, I can’t stop it again,” she said immediately, then gasped as the teasing rabbit-ears stroked up her tingling clit. “Oh. Oh Daddy. Oh–it’s–I’m gonna do it for real, Daddy, I’m gonna come, mm, ahh, I’m coming!”

She screamed as the toy was pulled away again, unable to even try to stop herself this time with the force of the orgasm barreling down on her–

But it was only for a second; before she even had time to worry that the orgasm was going to be ruined, her Daddy’s thick cock was sliding into her gasping, rippling cunt, and the toy was pressed firmly against her clit again, his hand working in little movements to jerk the prongs up and down her clit as he ground the vibrating head into the base of her sensitive nub.

“DADDY!” Mandie shrieked, her back arching up so hard that she felt some of the muscles cramping as the orgasm burst out of her, powerful and overwhelming.

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I found some old short stories written long time ago when I was a teenager for a Polish website that no longer exists. Even though these were my first attempts, I thought that maybe still they would make someone’s time more pleasant, and at the same time be an interesting example of the evolution of my work.

The story is pure fantasy. The similarity of names, places and situations is accidental.

English is not my main language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes caused by using a translator. Enjoy.

___

This story will have a slightly different content than the previous one, but the story associated with it was also different. A few days had passed since the last time I was with my ladies, and while I could complain about the lack of freedom in their home, now the situation was reversed. Veronica’s brother went for 2 days to a history contest and her father went on a business trip for a few days, so the house was free and we didn’t have to worry that someone would catch us. I came to their place around 1 PM to help them prepare dinner to which I had been invited. Anette was dressed classy as usual. A dark red, tight dress and black high heels with red bottoms. Just like the day we first made love. Veronica, on the other hand, had a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, and white tennis shoes on her feet. They both looked tempting. After 20 minutes, my penis hardened from the sight of their beautiful bodies, and since we had already had a threesome, I decided to act.

I approached Anette from behind and placing my hands on her ass, began to squeeze it. She began to purr. When I looked at Veronica and saw no objection, but her hand lying on her pussy, I pulled her mother’s dress up and began to ride the bulge in my pants on her pussy. After a short while, I lowered her black panties, knelt down and directed my tongue at her pussy. At first, I slowly but thoroughly licked her pussy, every now and then delving into her hole, and after 2/3 minutes I directed it at Anette’s cocoa eye. My girlfriend’s mother began to breathe louder and purr even more, so I stood up, pulled my penis out of my pants and, spitting on it for better glide, impaled myself on her pussy in one move. The whole house was filled with the sound of Anette’s moan, and after a moment the quick slapping of my hips against her asshole.

“Come here, honey,” Anette called Veronica, who was already fingering herself.

Daughter approached her mother and, following her instructions, sat down on the island counter in the middle of the kitchen, only to feel Anette’s tongue on her clit and her fingers in her pussy a moment later. My ladies were moaning loudly, but suddenly someone’s voice reached our ears.

“Jesus Anette!”

A tall, red-haired woman stood in the kitchen doorway. “I must have left the front door open,” I thought. She looked about 45 years old. She was definitely older than the person I was fucking. Her large breasts and long legs were visible from a distance. A black coat covered her clothes, although at first glance you could tell that someone like her had to be wearing something interesting and classy. On her feet, however, she had high, knee-high boots, terribly sexy.

“Oh my God, Betty!” Anette jumped up as if scalded and her pussy spat out my dick. “I’ll explain it to you right away!”

But before she could say anything, the woman (as it turned out later, the neighbor’s sister) turned around and headed for the exit.

“What are you standing there for?!” she shouted at me. “Stop her or something, or we’ll all be screwed!”

I quickly ran after Elizabeth with my dick dangling between my legs. I caught up with her right at the exit, grabbed her hand and pulled bakırköy escort her back, turning around and blocking the door for her. I have to admit that up close she looked even better than when I first saw her. Her hair was an intense red (I think she wanted to make herself look younger) and was tied back at the back of her head. Her face, although already covered in wrinkles in some places, still had that something that made my dick not fall, and the red lipstick on her lips enhanced the effect. Her breasts, the outline of which was visible under her black coat, were comparable in size to Anette’s. Her butt was also not bad. The finishing touch to the look, however, were the boots. Black, high, and, in a word, stunning.

“Leave me alone!” she shouted.

“I can’t. After everything you’ve seen?”

“I’ll tell everything to her husband! To do such things! And with Veronica!”

“Exactly. I can’t let you go now. Maybe we can come to an agreement somehow?” I suggested.

“Hmmm…” She looked at my still erect penis, “Maybe something could be done about this whole situation.”

“Yes? I’m listening.”

“My husband Josh is an old fart, a conservative in bed… And he can’t boast about a penis like yours. And me? I have my needs too and I want to experiment. And hard. So what’s it going to be? I guess you have no choice…”, she replied, and what happened next exceeded even my imagination.

Going upstairs I explained to my ladies how the situation was and they weren’t thrilled either, but we had no choice if we wanted to keep our relations a secret. The three of us entered the bedroom, and after 2 minutes Beth came carrying in her hand probably the biggest cucumber she could find, a can of whipped cream and a glass of champagne.

“You still have your clothes on?” she asked. “Now. Take off your clothes.”

After these words she threw off her coat under which was a short, tight, dark green dress. She easily unzipped the zipper on the back and with one movement threw it to the floor. She stood there in only black, lace underwear and those sensual boots. Seeing that we were already standing naked and Anette was taking off her heels she said, “Leave them on.”

She smiled mockingly and sat down on the armchair that was standing near the big bed.

“Come on girls, start kissing and after a while go lower. You, boy. Come here,” she pointed to her knees.

I sat on them resting my body on her large, soft breasts. I wrapped my hand around her neck. I felt quite strange, like a small child, but that changed when Beth grabbed my swollen cock and started riding it. We watched as Veronica and her mother kissed passionately, only to see them change position to 69 and lick each other’s pussies after a while.

“Ralph, now it’s your turn. Clean my shoes. With your tongue.”

I looked at her expressively, but she didn’t say anything, just looked straight into my eyes and nodded. “Well. Today I have to do her whims,” ​​I thought and knelt down by her legs. I started licking the tips of her shoes, feeling the taste of leather.

“Exactly,” she reminded, “Now the heels.”

So I started licking them and slowly putting them in my mouth when suddenly at the height of her ankles I noticed lowered, lacy panties.

“Enough, come and lick me.”

I rose to the height of her pussy. Compared to Veronica’s, who was completely shaved or Anette’s, who had a thin strip along her pubes. Elizabeth had a slightly overgrown pussy. Not really, but still. I started massaging her clit with my finger, and I touched her lips with my tongue. They were already quite wet, she probably hadn’t used them for a long time. The movements bahçelievler escort of my tongue became faster, sinking into her hole every time. I heard her moan and felt hands on her head, pressing her against their pubes.

“Don’t forget about the asshole,” she said, “I’ll use it today too.”

So I moved to the other hole of this older woman’s wonderful body. I licked in circles and when it was wet enough, I put my thumb inside and started moving it inside. After a short while, Beth had an orgasm, the biggest I’ve ever seen. Her body shook with shivers, she moaned loudly and her pussy juices spurted directly onto my face. I wiped it with my hand and drank the rest of the liquid that poured out of her pussy.

“Well. You did well, kid. Let’s join the rest of the company. I think they missed us.”

After these words, she drank a glass of champagne at once, stood up and, holding my dick, walked over to the bed where Veronica and Anette were already waiting for further orders from the horny intruder. Elizabeth quite calmly laid me on the bed and decorated my cock with whipped cream. She started licking it every now and then, replenishing the whipped cream.

“Are you going to stand there or are you going to help me suck him?” she asked. “Our boy deserved it by giving me an orgasm. Let’s hope it won’t be the last.”

So after a few seconds, my swollen cock was being sucked by three women. Veronica (my girlfriend), Anette (her mother), and Beth (my girl’s neighbor’s sister). Taking advantage of the situation, I put my hands on their heads one by one and pressed harder, waiting for them to choke slightly. I felt an orgasm coming, which I informed my cocksuckers about. Beth quickly decided who and how would receive my ejaculation, so I shot it on Veronica’s breasts, and the other ladies began to thoroughly lick the sperm.

“I think it’s time for the next stage. Kneel down and bend over towards me girls. Ralph, spit on their assholes, we don’t want anyone to get hurt,” said Elizabeth.

I approached them and started licking their cocoa eyes, sinking a wet finger slightly inside them.

“That’s enough,” Betty said, “Point my heels at their assholes.”

I lifted one of our “domina’s” shoes and pointed its heel at Anette’s ass. I slowly started to push it inside, accompanied by her moans, but Beth didn’t want to wait any longer. She quickly straightened her leg, thus inserting the entire 12 cm heel into her ass. Anette screamed in pain and clenched her fists on the blanket. When she turned to me to watch what was happening to her daughter, I noticed that her make-up was slightly smudged from a few tears. As for Veronica, the situation was similar, but now Beth was more careful.

“Now. Move. They’re not in your asses to stand still,” Beth said sharply. “Come here, boy. We have to rouse our friend for further fun. Kneel over me, straddling me. And don’t forget to fondle my holes.”

I knelt down as she asked, placing my cock right under her lips. I started playing with her clit with my hand. After a short while, I put a finger in her cunt. Then another one and another. Soon she had all 5 fingers inside her cunt, which was terribly wet and hot. At the same time, I felt her skilled mouth on my freely falling cock. Her tongue ran over it in all directions, hitting sensitive points. I felt my penis rise and grow in her mouth, and after a moment it filled it completely.

“Now, asshole,” she panted, and a stream of juices gushed from her pussy again, flooding the sheets.

I turned around to have better access to her ass. I saw Veronica kissing with Anette, massaging each other’s pussies. They had long since forgotten şirinevler escort about the pain and were eagerly impaling themselves on Elizabeth’s heels. So I started licking her hole and after a while I put 3 fingers in it and started to spread it. Suddenly I felt pain in my penis, so Beth squeezed it tightly in her hand. I quickly turned around to see what was going on. She stood up and looked down at the three of us.

“I can’t hold it in any longer,” she said, “Time for stage three. Anette, Veronica, put your open mouths over my pussy. And don’t you dare move away! Otherwise I’ll spill everything.”

So they put themselves out there, and I watched everything from the side but I still felt a slight pain in my crotch, because Betty pressed them with the tip of her shoe. After a few seconds of massaging her pussy, Beth shot into my ladies’ mouths but it wasn’t her pussy juice but urine, regular urine. She stood over them massaging her crotch from which the last drops of golden rain were dripping. Veronica and Anette were kneeling in front of her with their mouths open filled with urine and staring at the “domina”.

“Swallow!”, Beth shouted when she came to herself.

My ladies swallowed the warm liquid and waited in fear for the situation to develop. Elizabeth, on the other hand, got off the bed and returned to it with a cucumber she had brought earlier.

“Put it in, each of you has one end and fuck like that until I finish with Ralphy,” she ordered.

Anette quickly put one end in her daughter’s cunt and directed the other at her own. After 2 minutes, moans could already be heard as if they had forgotten about the situation that had just happened.

“Okay boy, now we’re going to have some fun. Put it in my ass. Don’t spare that hole, because it’s rarely used in my house anyway.”

After these words she lay on her back next to my girls, who I think were just having an orgasm, and spread her legs. I lifted them and put them on my shoulders. I licked my member and in one, decisive move impaled myself on her cocoa eye, ignoring her screams, kicks, and the slight resistance put up by her hole. I fucked her hard, squeezing her big breasts, which were heaving in rhythm with the blows.

When I leaned over her to kiss her on the mouth, she said, “Piss inside me and don’t pull your dick out until you cum later.”

It didn’t take long before I shot my urine in her cave. And the amount was impressive. The rest, which didn’t manage to stay in her ass, flowed out onto the bedding. Now, while fucking our blackmailer, the sloshing of urine in her hole could be heard. Elizabeth screamed with pain mixed with the feeling of long-unattained fulfillment of her most secret perverse desires. After about 5 minutes of my work on working her ass, I felt on my penis how her pussy was shivering and narrowing. Beth had her 3rd orgasm, which also affected me. I shot straight into her ass and finally I could stick my cock out of her cave. She quickly put a glass under the hole, which used to contain champagne and now was filled with a mixture of my sperm and urine. After the job was done, I lay down between Veronica and her mother, who as I later found out had cum twice and had to rest, and in the meantime watched me with admiration as I fucked that old whore. Lying there, we watched Betty, who had put the glass with its contents on the table next to the armchair and now began to get dressed.

When she finished, she said, “You did well, my dears. What happened here will remain our secret.”

After these words, she took the glass with a mixture of my sperm and urine, drank the contents at once, licked her lips with a smile and left the room. After 3 minutes we heard the front door closing.

“Fuck,” I said, out of breath.

“That old woman is fucked in the head,” said Anette.

“Mommy. It wasn’t so bad after all. I even liked it a little,” stated Veronica.

“Okay. Let’s leave it for today,” replied Anette. “Go take a shower, I have to change the sheets.”

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Giving up would imply that I had a choice in the matter, but it was very clear in the beginning that I wasn’t given one. I was already tied down, on my back, and surrounded by excited men that had one thing on their mind, their own pleasure. I was still clothed in the outfit my wife had bought for me that she called “sexy”, though I suppose she was right in the end because I had walked into the lion’s den in something that screamed “Rape Me!”..

I absolutely had lost the bet on purpose, thinking it would be fun for her to dress me up and send me into a bar to see what happened. Though, now that I was past the point of no return and I could see exactly what was going to happen, I started to regret the decision as I may have found my limit.

One man stepped towards my head and knelt down, his cock touching my lips in an attempt to make me open up. I hesitated for a moment and his hand made its way to my nose without any hesitation, closing it and forcing my mouth open.. This was his moment and my mouth was filled with the taste and aroma of sweaty man meat. The smell was almost too much to handle, but it didn’t matter to him because he assumed I was here to do exactly this.

I tried to pull away, but he was in control of the situation, not me, and he made it perfectly clear when he buried his cock in my throat and held my head between his thighs. His piece had filled my throat and it was causing me to choke, something that only seemed to turn him on further. I tried desperately to push him off me to remove his piece from my throat, but almost immediately my arms were held down, completely restraining me.

In the briefest of moments I saw my life flash before my eyes as I began to panic, but all of a sudden he yanked his cock from my throat with an audible *pop* and I felt air rush into my lungs. I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath while I was surrounded by laughter and mockery. This was a show to them and they were happy to watch me struggle.

The man who had violated my throat just moments before knelt down, his head coming up next to mine. “Try to relax sweetheart, you have a long night ahead of you. I would hate to have to drug you just so we all get a chance.” He was calm, a level I had not expected from a man that has so brutally assaulted my throat only moments before.

The edibles I consumed earlier had not kicked in yet, but I was expecting them to at any moment. I was certainly trying very hard to get into the mindset and not lose sight of the danger I could be in, but it was very real. His words had set in, I was either doing this willingly, or they would take turns raping me, obviously at this point I was begging for the former.

I nodded in response to his words, knowing any disagreement now would result in me having absolutely no control over the situation. “Good girl, now open wide, we are going to do this again and you are going to suck every drop of cum from this cock.” I couldn’t get it out of my head that he had referred to me as a woman twice now. He couldn’t have been that blind, but maybe it was a way of talking dirty to me, afterall my wife had dressed me up in a pair of panties, a bra, and a rather skimpy outfit. Understanding I had to be willing, I took a few deep breaths and then opened my mouth wide, awaiting the vulgar taste of his cock as it invaded my throat once more.

It took a few seconds, as he had to change position, but the smell filled my nostrils again as his erect meat made contact with my lips once more. This time, my tongue met his cock, extending past my lips and making circles around his foul shaft. The taste was mostly gone, replaced ataköy escort by my own, but it still took a bit to get used to the smell, of which I had a feeling would only be the beginning of the scents I would encounter tonight.

I heard a couple cheers from the crowd, seeing that I had openly accepted his cock and soon enough, the stranger pushed his meat into my eager mouth and let me get to work on it.

My hands were still being restrained by the crowd, so I couldn’t touch him or interfere with his thrusts, but I encouraged him by sucking hard and swirling my tongue around his head. This was working and before long I could feel his thrusts get harder and deeper. I couldn’t see past his balls, which slapped against my face aggressively, but I could tell he was moments away from cumming.

My mind turned to mild panic again as I still had never been able to swallow on command, and despite her best efforts, my wife had only gotten me to lick her fingers clean while I gagged and choked down my own cum. I had not swallowed a stranger’s cum like this in over a decade, but here I was, about to have it forced down my throat once more.

He let out a low growl, burying his cock in my throat while it expelled shot after shot of warm cum. I couldn’t taste it and was able to swallow what he had shot into my throat, but as he withdrew he let off a few shots against my tongue which made me gag hard. He didn’t react and continued to unload his spunk into my mouth, filling me with its disgusting flavor, but I had a hard time thinking he cared about me at this point.

Having spent his load, and seeing me gagging and spewing cum and saliva all over my face, he withdrew his from my mouth and let his shaft slide down my face, spreading his seed all over my face like makeup. I coughed and choked up what was left, but no one seemed to pay me any mind as another man stepped up and took his place.

I opened my eyes to see a pair of hairy balls descend upon my face and felt yet another cock touch my cum coated lips. The smell was even worse than the last guy and I immediately gagged, but his insistence by pushing his cock into my mouth showed me just how much my welfare meant to these men.

I did what I could to get used to it and before long I was sucking away like I was enjoying myself. Using my tongue on the tip of his shaft, I could tell this man hadn’t cum in quite some time by how erratic his motions were and how I had barely done anything and he seemed like he was about ready to cum.

The familiar sounds of an orgasm were heard, but this man didn’t want to cum in my mouth, he instead pulled his cock from my mouth and jerked shot after shot onto me. I couldn’t see clearly, but having extended my tongue to caress his cock, I could feel it pulsing over and over, twitching with what I assumed was a huge load of cum all over my clothes. I could feel his spunk touch my bare legs, but nothing else.

Returning to a flaccid state, I opened my mouth to accept his cock to be cleaned. I was filled with a less bothersome flavor, his cum was nowhere near as bad as the first guy, though I still only marginally enjoyed the experience.

Shifting his weight and getting to his feet, he yanked his cock out of my mouth only to be replaced by yet another nasty piece of meat that I would be pleasuring. The night had started great and progressed to me being used as a cum receptacle on a mattress in the back of a bar.

~|~

I had lost count at one point, mostly because my focus had shifted to getting through the night and not keeping track of how many cocks I was sucking. I had avcılar escort no idea how much cum was on me or in me, but I knew at one point they started fucking my ass as well as my mouth. The men who were holding my arms had been replaced with some sort of rope or restraints, so I had no way of stopping them from doing anything they wanted, which they clearly were happy to take advantage of.

My face had become so caked with cum and saliva that I could no longer open my eyes, but the near constant turnover in my mouth meant I had a line waiting. My ass only got the occasional fucking, which was certainly a relief because it hadn’t taken long for me to get over stimulated and become sore. Nearly every guy that fucked me had cum in me, even just to start, so there was plenty of cum for lube.

I was hard at work sucking a nice long piece with shaved balls. The man had gone through the effort to clean himself before feeding me his piece as it did not carry the musk of sweat. This was one of the few that I was enjoying sucking, though I would have probably liked it more if I had been able to do it my way instead of being forced. He pulled out, freeing himself from the warmth of my mouth and unloaded across my body and a few shots into my open mouth, something I had started to enjoy and was somewhat of a treat between some of the more brutal face fuckings.

I heard a voice call out, “Last call, get your drinks or finish up and get out. My cock needs a round with that slut’s mouth so y’all better finish up soon. I vaguely remember the voice of the bartender from earlier in the night, but it was obvious from what he said that I was almost over, I just needed to survive whatever he wanted to do to me.

Another cock entered my mouth, just as nasty smelling as most of them, but at this point it didn’t even bother me anymore. At the same time, I felt a pressure on my ass followed by the feeling of being filled with cock once more. It hurt, it absolutely hurt with every thrust, but I couldn’t stop it and at this point I didn’t think it was worth it.

After what felt like a minute of sucking the cock invading my throat, I heard a grunt and a moan, followed by another, though neither of these were from the cocks penetrating me. I felt cum hit me, on the side of my face, and even on the cock I was sucking. This had been enough for the man in my mouth and he buried his length in my throat and filled my belly with even more nasty cum. Moments later I felt the cock in my fuck hole pick up the pace and his thrusts became hard, from the grunting I could tell he was breeding my hole, like so many before him.

For a moment there I had a reprieve, something I had not had since the first cock had brutally assaulted my throat, but I knew I wasn’t done yet. Hearing the grunts and moans die down, I felt the cock from my ass retract and leave me empty once again, while the one in my throat slowly withdrew, dragging his nasty semen all down my face.

I was alone in my thoughts, though I could feel the cum soaked through my clothes and dripping from my ass. I must have looked like a fucking mess, a truly humiliating sight to behold. I rationalized that my wife would accept that I was in a position where I couldn’t say no, but likely I would still be held responsible for my actions.

The thoughts raced through my mind and if not for the edibles I had consumed earlier, I would have probably put myself into a panic attack, but for now I was okay. At least until I heard the familiar sound of a belt being undone and pants dropping to the floor. This was the last one, this would be the last beylikdüzü escort man I would have to pleasure tonight. After this they will let me up and I can clean up and crawl back to my loving wife and beg for forgiveness.

Just as before, I felt and smelled him before I tasted him. The aroma was nearly overpowering, but just like all of the others, I kept my mouth open and let him do what he wanted. I matched his thrusts with my lips and tongue doing everything I could to get him off as quickly as I could. It didn’t seem to have the same effect on him, though he certainly seemed to be enjoying himself at my expense.

While in my throat, I felt his cock nearly double in size, penetrating deeper than any of the others tonight. I suppose this was the result of getting a sober cock in me, something I couldn’t complain about at this point, so I was trying to just ride it out with each of his thrusts deep into my throat. The first man who had so purposely invaded my throat had not gone as deep as this man was now, with each thrust he stretched my throat and threatened to choke me.

Thankfully, the oral assault was soon to be over as the endowed stranger withdrew his oversized cock and unloaded the biggest load of the night right into my open mouth. I caught most of it, though a lot of it hit my chin and beyond, I quickly swallowed the vile fluid so that it would not linger and cause a choking fit.

Finally, he was spent and the last of his semen had been swallowed. He lowered his rapidly shrinking cock to my lips and I greedily took it into my mouth to suck out every last drop. I was deprived of his meat moments later as he got to his feet. “I sure hope this is what you had in mind when you sent him here.” His voice was obviously not directed at me, but my mind started to spiral as I thought of who he could be talking to.

I could hear someone walking up to where my head was, but I had not heard anything. I assumed the ride was not over yet and I had yet another cock to drain with my mouth. I prepared myself mentally for one more, but through the smell of sweat, sex, and cum there was a familiar scent that I had trouble placing. I felt another body descend to my face and I opened my mouth, expecting to be filled with yet another sexually frustrated man, but instead I felt the breath and voice of my wife. “Now don’t you look like a cum slut?”.

I froze, not sure whether I could say anything at this point since I had no idea how much she had seen, or at this point whether she had been part of the whole thing. I opened my mouth to respond, but my voice was scratchy at best and I could barely enunciate the words to her. “Yes Mistress, I serviced these men to the best of my ability.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say to her, obviously she knew what had been going on, but when did she start watching?

I could hear footsteps as the room cleared out, though whether I was left alone with my wife was something I couldn’t tell. I felt her hand caress my cheek, rubbing the semen around before putting her finger into my mouth, to lick clean just like the other cocks I had serviced. Slowly she withdrew her finger, letting it pop as my lips sucked the foul mixture from her skin. “You have done a good job here tonight, made your mistress some good money. Maybe I need to send you out here again. The boys seemed to like you and Brett said you were more than eager to satisfy his monster, even after such rough treatment.”

Her lips met mine and she kissed me, tasting all of the cum that I had eaten that night in one shot. “Mmmmm, you have certainly had a night. Time to go home slut, I haven’t had my turn with you yet. If you think I am going to go easy on you, you have another thing coming.” With that, she moved around me and slid a rather large plug into my ass effortlessly, unfastened the ropes, and threw me a towel. Playfully, she said, “Clean your face, you look like a whore.”

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In the hall Mistress Angela announced that dinner wasn’t quite ready, but she suggested we play a parlor game until dinner was served. “Could I please ask for 2 volunteers to come up here and face off against each other in a race to the bottom?”

Lina was nudging me and I must have looked terrified. I could see others in the room having similar interactions. Very quickly a woman said “yes, I have a hungry couple here that would love to compete! Tim and Lexi, get up there!” and both got a swift tap on their asses.

A female, this will be interesting. The couple stepped forward. They must have been husband and wife as they were both wearing wedding bands. I could tell they were nervous because of the frightened looks they exchanged.

Angela explained the game. “Thank you so much Layla! Now this game is quite simple. Most residents of the Abbey have been holding their bowel movements for almost 2 days to help with tonight’s celebration. And here we’ll have our lovely Vi and Maz step up to help us. These 2 ladies will serve a putrid dinner to Tim and Lexi. It’s not a game of speed, that would be crass and we’re a bit more refined here at the Abbey,” she said with a smile. “I’d like to see who can provide the best service. Keep it tidy, toilets!”

“Tim and Lexi, would you like to introduce yourselves?”

Lexi stepped forward. She was quite thin, reasonably tall, had a petite face but very attractive. Everyone at this gathering was quite good looking actually and there was a sense of wealth and privilege in the room. It’s strange to think that a gathering of people this depraved could come from the upper echelons of society. I’ll have to ask Lina about that later.

Tim was the same height as Lexi and also thin. They looked like a completely normal, middle-class couple which was the most shocking part. They’re the type you could imagine working in a boring office, certainly not volunteering to eat someone’s shit! Lexi was wearing a demure skirt and floral blouse and Tim was wearing slacks and a button down plaid shirt with a pen sticking out of his breast pocket. He wore glasses and he kept his hair very short, probably because he was starting to go bald.

“Hi, I’m Lexi. This is my husband Tim. This is our first time at the Abbey, and I’m so grateful that Mistress Angela has extended the invite to us.” They were holding hands now. “We’re a little nervous, as you can probably tell. Tim has had this dream for years to come to the Abbey, so here we are!”

Lexi turned and quietly said to her husband “it’s all for you honey, I hope this is what you want.” It was hard to tell if Tim really did want this.

“Well I’m very glad to meet you both,” said Mistress Angela. “Now please lay on your backs and get ready. Ladies, take your positions.”

Maz and Vi stepped up to the front of the hall in front of about fifteen guests. Both toilet slaves awkwardly got down on the floor.

Maz and Vi looked excited and much more experienced. They approached Tim and Lexi. Maz was probably a good 40 lbs heavier than Vi, but both women had great figures. They both wore black leather skirts and collared white shirts, which looked a bit like a uniform. The ladies took off their skirts and set them aside. Mistress Anglea said, “welcome ladies, thanks for joining us in our parlor game. The idea is quite simple, we endeavor to train our toilet slaves to consume quickly, but I think neatness and manners is ultimately the most important. There’s a time and place to get messy, as we all know,” there were chuckles heard around the room, “but it’s important for a toilet to be able to ‘flush’ leaving no trace. After you’re finished, the toilets will be instructed to provide a gentle wipe with their tongue. After that our guests will make a judgment and declare a winner. Sound good ladies?”

“Yes, let’s bayrampaşa escort do it,” said Maz. “Sounds easy, who should I pair up with?” said Vi looking down at both potential toilets with palpable excitement.

Vi said “your choice babe, I’m going to win this thing and I don’t want any excuses!”

“Oh please. Tim, are you game? Do you think you can handle me?” said Maz. Tim nodded, but didn’t say anything. “Tim, speak up! Tell me you want it! There’s no way we can win if you’re not into it.”

Tim cleared his throat, “Y- yes, please. Maz, I would love to be on your team if you would have me?”

“Oof, maybe I’ll go with Lexi?” said Maz.

“No, NO! I can do it. Sorry, I’m just nervous. Maz, please shit in my mouth. We can win this thing!” said Tim.

“That’s better,” said Maz.

“Great. I’ve never had a woman toilet before Lexi, are you up to the task?” said Vi.

“I’m here to support Tim, this is his dream. I’ll do my best, but please, go slow.” said Lexi.

“It’s OK babe. I know how to handle you.” said Vi.

Both women took off their panties and assumed a squat position above their toilets. Mistress Anglea said “Oh, and whichever toilet loses, they will spend the next 24 hours in our communal restroom.” Chatter started among the guests. This didn’t need explaining, and now I think both toilet slaves had plenty of motivation.

“Whenever you’re ready ladies, go ahead,” said Mistress Anglea.

Both Maz and Vi started straining. After having held their shit for 2 days, it wasn’t sliding out quickly. Mistress Angela said “toilets, maybe you need to use your tongues to coax out your dinners? Up to you, it’s just my advice.”

Tim said without looking at Lexi “honey, is that ok if I touch Maz with my tongue?” but Lexi was already deep in Vi’s ass probing her with her tongue. Tim was waiting for a response, and when it didn’t come he looked over and saw his wife. He immediately got to work and realized she was here to win!

Lina said to me quietly “she’s good, but my money is on Tim. He’s clearly hungry for it! How about you, would you like to be in Tim’s place?”

I thought about it for a while before answering. I’m in love with Lina, and if it were Lina squatting over me then the answer would definitely be yes. But if Lina was to stand here and watch, I could only do it if she insisted. I realized then that I’m turned on by whatever happens to please Lina. Mind drifted to what other horrifying acts she could ask me to do? I’ll open that up later…

“If you wanted me to take Tim’s place, I would, but only if you would make you happy.”

“You’re so sweet John. I’m so lucky,” she said.

Mistress Anglea passed each woman a big glass, and they both filled them with their piss. They were then set aside. Not a drop spilled there, so there was no clear leader yet.

Tim could be heard making some noise and he was gripping Maz’s ass tightly. He’s started eating and moving his head around vigorously.

Vi was no longer straining and she was supporting her own weight instead of relying on Lexi to hold her up. This gave Lexi free use of her hands. A turd started to show itself from Vi and Lexi grabbed it gently with her finger tips. She was guiding it towards her mouth and started to bite off chunks. You could see total disgust on her face, but she was chewing quickly and cleanly, and then a swallow. She was repeating this sequence with the occasional retch. If either toilet slave vomits, the competition is definitely over.

The dinner guests start to encourage the teams. “C’mon Lexi, you can do it!” said Georgie. “Tim, she’s beating you, you better hurry up!” said Lina. Another woman I hadn’t yet met said “Be careful, don’t let the turd fall. Keep your shirt clean Lexi!”

These 2 were amazing, such great çapa escort control. Tim started to catch up. He was chewing and swallowing quicker now. He also wasn’t retching like his wife was.

Then disaster occurred for Tim, but he can hardly be blamed. As Maz was pushing she let out a fart in the middle and the end of her turd was soft, and it sprayed over John’s face and on his shirt. He had definitely lost. What a shame. The crowd collectively said “awwww” and then started clapping. “Well done Tim,” and “good effort!” was heard.

Lexi continued and she was almost done. Just a few more bites and she would have it. She swallowed the last bit and then Mistress Anglea looked at her shirt. Not a speck. Amazing! Lexi sat up and was given a pint of Vi’s piss by Mistress Angela. She started to wash down the last remnants of shit from her mouth and then she started to retch. She tried to regain some composure, but she continued to convulse. She brought her hand to her mouth to excuse herself, but she was about to lose control it seemed. She continued to retch and desperately tried to cover her mouth but it was no use. Her eyes went wide and everyone knew what was coming, so they all stood back. She looked at Tim with tears in her eyes, it was all going to come up. Mistress Angela was quite prepared, so she quickly grabbed a large bucket and placed it right in front of Lexi’s face. Up came everything. Lexi had lost.

After she finished vomiting Lexi sat down on the ground, completely out of breath.

“Oh, what a shame. A very good effort by both of you, but unfortunately it’s off to the communal toilet for you. Don’t worry, it’s not so bad down there. I promise Daphne will keep you busy. Time will fly by.”

“Now Tim, despite being covered in Maz’s shit, you are the victor. Congratulations! Here, drink this to wash it all down,” and she handed Tim a big glass of piss. “Your prize is waiting right over here.”

From around the corner a woman rolled a trolley into the hall where there was another woman bound in a position that exposed her ass and vagina directed upwards, ready to be fucked. Her body was tightly restrained within a wooden frame with leather fixtures and rope to securely fasten her legs and arms to the device. She was completely immobile. Her mouth had a ball gag inserted, which Mistress Anglea then removed.

“Everyone, this is our ‘house fuck puppy’. We call her ‘Pup’. How are you doing there Pup?”

“A bit uncomfortable, but looking forward to getting my holes filled!” Everyone laughed. “Who’s going to be fucking me?” she said with some excitement. She was strangely confident and forthright for someone in such a compromising situation. It was evident in her tightly compacted position that she was a plump girl, with extra large breasts that spilled out the sides of the contraption.

“Tim, come on over and meet Pup,” said Mistress Angela.

“Hey big guy. Sorry, I can’t shake your hand. You look a bit messy there, what happened?” said Pup.

“Oh, Maz did this,” Tim said with some embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I’ve seen and had worse! Ready to get inside me? Don’t be shy, pick whichever hole you like first!”

Tim looked at Lexi and she looked very sad. “I’m sorry, I really can’t! I love my wife and could never forgive myself. You are so beautiful and I would be very lucky, but I just can’t.”

Lexi held back tears and began to smile. It was clear she had a deep love for her husband.

This didn’t phase Mistress Angela. She’s been doing this for a long time and has seen everything. “It’s OK Tim, but you’ll have to make a choice. I promised Pup here she would get a good, public fucking. If you can’t do it, I understand, but if you won’t then I suggest you should join your wife in the communal toilet. Hey, maybe that’s fındıkzade escort what you want? That would certainly take some of the pressure off her, she’d have to consume a bit less if you were there.”

“Yes, I understand. Perhaps I could take her place instead? She’s done so well, Mistress Angela!!”

“You clearly love her, Tim, and that’s beautiful. But no, sorry, she lost and it wouldn’t be right. But this isn’t a prison. You’re free to leave if you want. Layla, did you want to add anything?”

Layla, the dominant woman that volunteered the couple, stepped forward. “It’s up to them. I agree with you Ange, it seems only fair, but as you said, they’re free to go if this is too much. Either way, I’ll be staying, and there’s so much more fun to be had.”

“It’s been my dream to come here, and thank you so much for having me, but I can’t decide, it’s up to Lexi,” said Tim.

Now all the pressure is on Lexi and there’s no one else to help her with this decision. “No,” she said quietly, hanging her head, “I’ll go. It’s only 24 hours.”

“Good for you sweetie, and keep that chin up!” said Mistress Anglea. “Now is there anyone here that can service our little Pup here? John, how about you? I told you I would make it up to you, get your fine ass over here! That OK with you Lina darling?”

“Yes, of course, I’d love to see what this man can do!” and with that exclamation I was volunteered. I felt a bit sad that Lina was so willing to allow me have sex with another woman. Anyway, this will give me a chance to get out of my cock cage, and I would do pretty much anything for a chance to be free.

Lina told me to undress, which I did. Everyone was staring, but I blocked them out. The sting of humiliation was starting to dull; I could barely feel it anymore. Lina then unlocked my cock and whispered in my ear “I’m going to imagine you fucking me while you’re up there. Make all the other women in here jealous of me!” That didn’t really make sense since we weren’t having sex and I’m sure she knows she could fuck me whenever she likes, but maybe she’s leaving this door open for the future?

Once she unlocked my cock, it sprang to life. I stepped up to Pup and she gave me a nice sideways smile. “Oh, you look nice! Which hole first mister?” she said in a sexy voice.

“We can just have regular sex if you would prefer?” said Pup.

“Are you kidding, I love it in the ass. Let’s start there! But before you do, you’re going to need to grease it up a bit,” Pup said.

I bent down and started to lick and suck on her asshole. Then she let out a huge fart, and everyone laughed. It will take more than that to embarrass me these days, so I continued. Then I lined up her asshole and in it went. She moaned immediately. I grabbed her hips through the framework of the device holding her in place. I rocked her back and forth and the wheels on the trolley were shifting as we fucked. It was weird, but hot!

I then shifted to her pussy and she started moaning louder. I continued and she got louder and louder. This girl wanted it bad! Finally she came and started shaking all over her body against her restraints. Everyone cheered and I felt great, but I hadn’t yet cum! The Mistress Anglea said “John, why don’t you finish up on Lexi’s face. She looks hungry now that she has nothing left in her tummy!”

I looked at Tim and he seemed a bit annoyed, and Lexi looked at me shyly. I walked over to Lexi and she said “It’s OK. Tim has seen this done many times before. He actually likes it.”

Lexi started sucking my dick and Tim sat quietly, watching intently. It only took about 15 seconds and then I exploded all over her face and hair. It was everywhere. She smiled and the room celebrated my climax with me by offering some polite applause.

Then Mistress Angela said “right, well that was a lot of fun. Trudy darling,” referring to the large women that wheeled in Pup, “could you take Pup, Tim and Lexi to the showers, and show them to their quarters in the communal toilets? Thank you so much and I hope you have a good time guys. And now guests, please follow me to the dining room.”

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Hiram had just spent his load in Rita’s pussy and he knew there was no going back now. “For better or worse…” he thought. Kirk and Miriam acted closer than ever so there didn’t seem to be a lot of downside to all of this, right?

His arms collapsed and he gently rolled away from her, pulling her with him until she was straddled over him, his dick still inside her, and her head resting on his chest.

As she laid there panting and feeling the involuntary twitches of his member deep inside her Rita wondered why she still felt electrified, so overwhelmed with emotions, and a deep ache in her most secret places? True, Hiram had just ridden her like one of the bulls she had seen so many times at the rodeo and she should have felt like he had used her pussy as a punching bag, but it didn’t feel that way at all. It felt live a living thing between her legs. It had a longing and need that she couldn’t get rid of. And not just her pussy felt a need to be filled.

With Hiram’s throbbing knob deep inside her, that space was momentarily occupied. Her ass, or more specifically her tender, quivering ass-hole, seemed to sense his engorged invader through the thin walls of her vagina and throbbed in need. It was a tiny ring of want that sent shivers along her spine each time she flexed her butt cheeks or felt them spread in anticipation as she wiggled it in the air. She and Hiram had never tried anal but with this emptiness and need creeping over her she made up her mind to investigate that option VERY soon.

The sensations in her vagina and ass were one thing. Her breasts on the other hand were the most pressing and troubling at the moment, and she could not focus her mind on anything else for very long. Her breasts got sore around her time of the month but this feeling she hadn’t experienced since she had breastfed her children. A deep ache in the breasts themselves and a sharper throb in her nipples were all too real. In fact as she thought back to her children suckling at her breasts a phantom feeling of “let down” swept across them and was gone just as quickly. “What the hell?” she thought. “If I didn’t know better I’d swear my breasts are full of milk! But that’s ridiculous. I haven’t lactated in well over two decades and now…at my age?” She almost laughed and lay with a smile on her face against Hiram’s chest.

However, the longer she lay there, the ache in her breasts worsened. They felt hot, and ridiculously full. Even more full and engorged than she could remember feeling in all the years of feeding their babies. With a start she pushed herself up and sat looking down at her heaving, swaying breasts. She clearly saw blue veins standing out against the creamy white of her skin and her nipples were literally twitching in time with her heartbeat. They were excruciatingly hard, and she watched in fascination and horror as twin drops of milky fluid started to bead up on the tip of each one. Her breath came in ragged hitches as she watched them grow into pearled perfection before gaining enough weight to drop softly onto Hiram’s face. One landed on his cheek while another dropped into his parted lips and his eyes shot open in surprise!

Without saying a word he licked his lips, tasting the sweetness against his palette, and smiled up at Rita who looked like she had seen a ghost. Her eyes bulged and she was panting in astonishment. “I’m scared bahçeşehir escort Hiram. What’s happening to me?” He slowly sat up in bed with Rita still impaled on his cock. It had been softening, but at the sight of those enormous dripping breasts staring him in the face it sprang back to attention in a heartbeat. He drew her into an embrace and gently whispered, “It’s ok. I’m right here. What can I do to make it better?”

“I don’t know!” with tears in her eyes she broke their embrace and placed his hands around her breasts. “Feel them! They’re massive! They’re huge! They feel like they’re on fire! AND I’m leaking milk, which wasn’t one of the side effects they mentioned! Oooh! Hiram, squeeze them. Massage them. Do SOMETHING! I’m going crazy here.”

Hiram grasped her milk filled breasts and began massaging them roughly, squeezing and kneading them with his strong hands. They felt warm to the touch and were so engorged with milk that only a slow trickle of drops cascaded from her red flared nipples. He did his best and worked diligently for over 10 minutes to express the build up of pressure he could see in her bosom. The blue veins across her chest now stood out prominently and lightly throbbed just under her skin. The slow trickle of milk had dryed up to almost nothing at this point and Hiram realized she was simply too engorged, her milk ducts too full to express anything.

“Hiram! You’re a milk man! You raise and milk cows, so milk ME Hiram! I’m in real pain here.” Rita sobbed in frustration.

“I don’t know what to do sweetheart.” Hiram said. “It’s just too much. I can’t massage it out. It’s just not coming out. it’s too much pressure.”

Rita wailed, “Then suck it out! I don’t care what you have to do, but do something! The kids aren’t here any more to do the job so it’s your turn!”, and with those words she grabbed a breast and forced a dripping nipple between his lips!

“Suck! Get it in your mouth and suck me dry! You’ll figure it out in a few minutes. I just need you to empty me Hiram. Keep trying honey.”

Hiram was shocked! The sensation of Rita’s nipple and breast forced into his waiting mouth was intoxicating and the first time he tried to suck her breast he got only a taste of her thin watery milk in his mouth. It was sweeter than he had expected and he loved it! When Rita had been breastfeeding each of their children he had been fascinated by the process and loved watching Rita carress and hold them to her breasts but had never had the courage to ask to taste it himself and certainly not straight from the tap, so to speak! Yet, here he was, Rita presenting herself to him on a silver platter to taste the nectar of the gods. He didn’t feel like he was getting anywhere with his sucking and the weak stream of milk didn’t seem to be helping Rita as she continued to pant and moan throughout his suckling.

He tried to think back to the times when Rita had been having trouble getting one of the newborns to nurse properly…what was the word? Latch! Yeah, she would complain that they wouldn’t latch correctly, that they had to learn to get more of the breast into their mouth and press the nipple against their tongue and the roof of their mouth to get more milk. It was worth a try, right? So Hiram opened his mouth wider and drew Rita’s breast deeper than he had before and clamped everything esenyurt escort between his lips. Her entire aereola, nipple, and a large part of her breast was now in his mouth and he started massaging and pressing it with his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Almost immediately Rita let out a loud satisfying sigh and he felt a strong rush of milk fill his mouth and the back of his throat.

“Oh yes darling! There. That’s it. Now you’ve got the hang of it.”

He swallowed it with a gulp and went back to opening and closing his mouth around her breast, massaging and pressing stream after stream into his waiting maw. He kept at it for the next few minutes and Rita slowly mewled and ground her pussy into his rock hard manhood. Hiram could feel her other breast leaking milk down his chest as he drank. He reached up and massaged it, lightly drawing the milk to the nipple and squeezing and tweaking it leisurely, keeping it primed and ready when Rita decided she wanted him to change positions. This was her show and he was here to perform for her however she wanted him to. Soon he could feel her breast softening between his lips. It wasn’t a great amount but it was hopefully enough to keep Rita happy and comfortable. He stopped and pulled her right breast from his mouth with an audible pop.

“Do you want me to suckle your other breast, dear?”

Without opening her eyes or slowing the motion of her hips rising and falling gently on his cock, Rita lifted her remaining breast to his mouth. “If you don’t, we’ll both regret it. The first one’s not empty, but it’s a start. I don’t know what to do Hiram, but yes, finish the job and then we can talk.”

Hiram got to work and took the breast Rita was offering and doubled his efforts to drain it with a renewed vigor. Knead, suck, press with the tongue, swallow, repeat. Massage the breast towards the nipple, drain the ducts, tongue, suck, pressure, milk, swallow.

As he continued to fall into a rhythm with his mouth, he felt Rita match his actions with her hips. As he massaged her tit, she would raise her hips slowly along his shaft and then as he suckled and drew her milk into his mouth she would fall into his lap, impaling herself to his balls as he swallowed her gift and the cycle began again. Suck, fuck, swallow, moan, suck, fuck, swallow, oooooh, suck, fuck, swallow, Oohhhhh, suck, fuck, swallow, “harder…” suck, fuck, swallow, “Harder Hiram!” suck(harder)fuck(faster)swallow(hmmmm!)”FUUUUCK!”

Rita tensed and a huge gush of milk filled his mouth as she orgasmed. She bucked and gyrated against his cock and he lost his grip on her breast, it swayed back and forth spraying him with warm milk against his chest.

When Rita’s orgasm subsided and she had regained some control over herself she looked into Hiram’s face with tears drying against her cheeks.

“Thank you Hiram.” she whispered and gently kissed him. “I don’t know what comes next but I just feel so overwhelmed and I appreciate how much you’ve done this morning for me. I’m sorry if I’m acting crazy or made this uncomfortable. I love you. I’m still sore and I want to call the doctor, but I also feel like I’m starving. Maybe we should get dressed and I can make us some breakfast?”

“Whatever you want sweetie, but don’t get dressed on my account. If you’re as sore as you say you are, just grab your robe halkalı escort and to hell with getting dressed. Who’s going to see you anyways? I’ve got to get out to the barn to milk the heifers but I’ll be back in as soon as I can. Take a quick shower and ring the bell to let me know when breakfast’s ready.” and with that Hiram got out of bed and started throwing on his clothes.

He decided to take his own advice and only put on what was absolutely necessary. It was Saturday after all and no one would see him out here on their secluded little piece of heavenly farm land. Slipping on a pair of socks he grabbed an old pair of overalls and pulled them over his naked hips, slipping the straps over his shoulders, snapping them in place. The feeling of rough denim against his cock kept it at a permanent semi hard-on and his balls felt good slapping against his thighs as he walked out of the bedroom.

He hadn’t bothered with a shirt, but grabbed his favorite baseball hat from the peg by the back door. He put on his work boots and headed to the barn. It was a beautiful day, he had just had one of the best morning fuck sessions in he didn’t know how many years, and this was just day one! He unlocked the doors to the barn and heard the insistent mooing of his herd in their stalls, impatiently waiting for him to come and hook them up to their milking machines and relieve the tension on their milky udders. Hiram walked to the storage closet at the end of the barn and started up the machines with a loud hum and the fan engines overhead started up as well, drowning out some of the sounds of his herd.

He started walking along the line of stalls, entering the first one and inspecting the heifer’s udders and teats for any visible health issues before soaping them liberally with disinfectant and applying a lubricant to each teat that allowed for better grip and suction before attaching the milking machine’s metal suction cups to each one. A prolonged “moooooo” sounded from the cow and he watched as the rubber hoses running from the steel tubes to the collection tank flattened and expanded with each suction cycle, pulling and extracting the milk so efficiently.

He could see the white liquid flowing through the tubes in frothy goodness before splashing into the large glass containment tank at the front of the stall. Hiram didn’t notice that he stood for a good minute or two watching the milk’s journey, lost in thought, licking his lips. After a while he shook his head, clearing his thoughts and continued down the line of stalls, completing the same steps over and over as he had done a thousand times before.

When he got to the fourth heifer he stopped as he knelt by the heavy bag between her back legs. He slid his hand over the tight, warm cow flesh and looked at the thick veins running their courses along her udders. It reminded him of Rita’s breasts this morning and his prick started swelling in his overalls. He had loved drinking her milk and fucking her at the same time. It was a primal urge, a primitive desire to not only be buried in her wetness, as close to her as he could be, literally deep inside her, but at the same time drinking her essence from her breasts. Twenty minutes later when he got to the end of the barn and was still thinking about Rita’s breasts spraying their milk down his throat, his cock was painfully hard and rubbing against his overalls with each step he took. It tented them like a lewd beacon of arousal to anyone that might wander in. It would take a good hour for the cows to be milked dry and ready to be let out to the pasture so he locked the barn again and started heading back to the house, his rigid prick leading the way.

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“Honey…can we take this thing off tonight?”

“Poor baby, what’s wrong. Has your little cockypoo got a cramp?” she said with a chuckle.

“It’s been locked up in this cage for two weeks now, honey! Wouldn’t you like to see it in all it’s fullness, pleasing you however you want it?”

There was a long, long pause while Gloria stared at her husband kneeling naked before her while she sat on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. With a stern glare she responded, “Who’s in charge in this household?”

“You are Honey. I know that,” Eddy replied. “It’s just been so long…”

“Obviously you don’t know who’s the boss or you wouldn’t be asking such a stupid question,” she interrupted him.”If I did want to play with that little nubbin tonight I would unlock it and tell you to get it ready for me. I do have this after all,” she said pulling the necklace from her cleavage and dangling the key in front of him. “Remember, that cock is mine and it will stay in that cage as long as I want it to.”

With that, she uncrossed her legs and jostled his balls with her bare foot. In doing so, he could now see right up her legs to her hairy crotch resting on the couch cushion. Knowing what lay behind that furry muff, his mind was whirling and his dick was starting to feel the pinch from the metal cage that kept him from getting the erection he had been craving for fourteen days now. It seemed like an eternity!

“Please honey, I’ll do anything for you if you just let me out of this damn cage tonight.”

“Anything? What do you mean by anything​?

Looking at the floor he muttered, “I’ll do whatever you want me to do, honey.”

“Look at me,” she barked. “Look me in the eye and say it like you you mean it. Tell me exactly what you’re willing to do.”

He looked up from his kneeling position and locked eyes with his wife. “I will do anything you want me to do to get this cage off tonight.”

“That’s a good boy.” After a thoughtful pause, and with a big smirk on her face she continued. “Alright. You’re going to lick my mother’s ass crack.”

He was stunned! “What!?! Oh my God. Your mother? You wouldn’t! Why bring her into this?””

“How badly do you want that cage to come off tonight?”

“Well I…You’re kidding right?”

“You said you’d do anything to get that cage off. But I guess you didn’t really mean it.” she said, standing up and moving toward the kitchen.

“Wait. I mean it, but…”

“No buts. Yes or no.” She continued toward the doorway.

.

“Okay. I’ll do it. I’ll lick your mother’s ass crack. There. I said it.” He wanted to add, There. Are you happy now?” But he knew that would get him another bare assed spanking like last night.

Gloria stopped and picked up her phone from the table. “Here, tell her yourself. Tell her what you want to do,” she said as she pressed auto-dial and pushed the speaker button. She handed him the phone.

He stared at the phone ringing in his hand.

It rang three times and then, “Hi Gloria. I was just going to call you,” the voice on the other end answered.

“Hi Arlene. It’s me, Eddy.”

“Oh…Hi Eddy,” the voice on the other end said with surprise. “What’s up? Is everything alright.” After a long pause, then, “Eddy?”

Gloria stared at him and swirled her fingers in the air for him to continue.

“Yes, yes. Everything is good here Mom. Gloria just wanted me to call and tell you something.”

“What is it Eddy? You’re making me nervous.”

“Well. I called to tell you…I’d like to…”

“You’d like to what Eddy?”

“I’d like to lick your ass crack.” There. He did it. Gloria smiled as Eddy knelt there blushing.

“Oh my. You’re so funny Eddy. Did my daughter put you up to this?” Arlene said with a laugh.

After another long pause, “No. I really do want to…lick your ass…crack.”

“Well then, I presume that includes my stinky little asshole, too?” she said, playing along. “Tell me you want to lick my stinky asshole Eddy.”

“Yes. I want to lick your stinky little asshole, too,” he said seriously.

After a long pause, “Oh god. You really do mean it. Let me talk to my daughter.”

Eddy handed the phone back to Gloria and began to picture his mother-in-law’s big floppy ass…naked. Oh my god. She must be over two hundred pounds. Did she shave down there? Random thought. Her daughter certainly didn’t. Did she clean herself thoroughly? His wife had slacked off in that department lately, saying she was saving that duty for his very adept tongue. The smell and taste of his wife’s dirty asshole flooded his brainwaves. Licking his wife’s ass was one thing, but his mother-in-law’s? That was a whole different ball game!

“Well that was certainly out of the blue. What got into him, sweetie?”

“Hi Mom. We’ve had a change of leadership over here. You know Eddy got fired last month for that incident in the office. I’m still pissed about that. So, I’m the one in charge here now. There are new rules and he has to earn his pleasures. I’ve been so angry I’ve had his cock locked up for 2 weeks now and, of course, he topkapi escort wants out. Sex between us is a privilege now. He has to do what I say to get any. And for the record, he did tell me he would do anything for release from that cage. Today, I thought I’d make him prove it, and I thought you might like to have a nice warm tongue in your ass crack. “

“Oh my. Well I never thought about it really, but I guess I would like to have his face in my ass. After all, he has been kinda snooty to me ever since we made him paint my apartment. Maybe licking my ass would get him off his high horse. Hold on a sec sweetie. Blanche, come over here and sit by me a minute,” she said motioning her friend to her side of the couch. “Blanche is here visiting for the weekend from Montreal and I know she’d enjoy a good ass licking, too. Wouldn’t you my dear?”

“Mm hm. I would indeed,” another voice said into the phone with a French accent.

“Hi Blanche.”

“Hi Gloria. Nice to hear your voice again. It’s been a while. Sounds like Eddy’s been a bad boy.”

Looking down at her husband now, Gloria continued, “Hear that Eddy? You remember Blanche, I’m sure. Here, say hello.”

Oh my god! She had her friend there the whole time! No wonder she had me on speaker phone there, too. And Blanche, of all people. I did not like her and she knew it.

Looking up at my wife who nodded yes, I spoke into the phone she was now holding in my face,

“He…he..hello Blanche,” I stuttered.

“Tell her what you just told me, Eddy,” Arlene chimed in.

Looking up at my wife again, I knew I was doomed. Oh god. “I’d like to lick your ass crack, Blanche.

“Mon dieu. That would be so fitting after my last visit. You’re such a naughty boy,” Blanche replied.

The last time she was in our home she had sorted through my liquor cabinet uninvited and helped herself to my Crown Royal Extra Rare. At $169 a bottle, I thought that was a little presumptuous and told her so in no uncertain terms. She didn’t take it well.

Arlene took the phone back from her smiling friend. “So what’s the plan Sweetie?” Arlene said to her daughter.

“Why don’t you two come on over and we’ll have some drinks and a bite to eat. Then get caught up while he performs his duties and think of what comes next.”

In the background both of them could hear Blanche saying, “Have the crown Rare ready Eddy.” The women all chuckled. Everyone knew what that meant.

“Okay then sweetie. I’ll just take a quick shower and…”

“No. Don’t shower. I want it…I want you full flavored for him, Mom,” she said, looking down at her stunned husband with his face aghast. She put a finger to his lips for him to stay quiet. “He likes it that way.”

“But honestly sweetie, I haven’t showered since yesterday morning, and I’ve been to the gym twice and…you know, moved my bowels, too.”

“Perfect! He has to earn his pleasure now. That’s what this is all about.”

“Well then, I guess we’ll be there in about half an hour, around 5ish. Oh, should we pick up something to eat?”

“Good idea. How about some bean burritos from Taco Bell. I haven’t had Mexican in a while.”

“Bean burritos? Oh you are devilish my child! I’ll be happy to pick up some fart food. I mean Mexican food.” She laughed out loud.

“Good. I’ll make a salad and put together some snacks. See you soon.”

“You too, sweetie.”

Over Arlene’s shoulder Blanche called out, “See you soon Eddy.”

Gloria put the phone back on the table and turned to her husband. “Okay. Go hop in the shower and clean yourself up. And shave that mug of yours real smooth,too. I’ll layout your outfit on the bed. Put it on when you’re done and come to the kitchen to help prep the eats.”

Eddy looked down at the cage once again and then back up at his wife.

“It stays until you have proven yourself,” she said, and added. “and have done a good job.”

Done a good job? I don’t recall that being part of the deal Eddy thought. But he kept his mouth shut and went off to the bathroom.

When he had showered and shaved, he came out of the bathroom and saw a pink sundress and a pair of women’s sandals on the bed. Oh god he thought. This is going to be even more humiliating than just licking his mother-in-law’s ass. With a sigh, he pulled the dress over his shoulders and straightened the string shoulder straps. The dress came down to just below his caged cock and dangling balls. Any movement would expose his package, and also his ass. He sat on the edge of the bed and slipped into the matching pink sandals. Thankfully they had no high heels he thought.

Gloria entered the room. “Well now, don’t you look cute. I think we’ll call you Betty tonight. Yes, you look like a Betty in that outfit.”

“Honey, is this really necessary, I mean…”

His wife put her finger to his lips. “Remember, whatever I want,” she said sternly. “Now, lets get some eyeliner and maybe a touch of eye shadow on those big sad eyes.”

After a few minutes at the vanity table, “There, that’s better. Now you look merter escort fit for company. Let’s go finish in the kitchen Betty.”

***

Ding Dong.

“Okay Betty, You’re on. Go get the door please.”

Here we go he thought as he went to open the front door. My humiliation begins,

He pulled the door toward him and there stood Arlene and Blanche, both looking a bit taken aback. Arlene was the first to speak. “Oh my. Don’t you look…charming tonight.” Blanche was next. With a twinkle in her eye she said, “It’s been a while Eddy. You’ve changed a bit since we saw each other last.”

From behind him Gloria spoke up. “Hi Mom. Hello Blanche. Nice to see you again. I’d like to introduce you to Betty, our server tonight. She has promised to do whatever we want tonight. Isn’t that right Betty?”

“Yyyes dear,” Betty stuttered.

“Yes what?”

“Yes. I’ll do whatever you want tonight.”

“Let’s make that whatever you’re asked to do tonight.” She shot him the raised eyebrows look.

Head hung low he said, “I’ll do whatever I’m asked to do tonight.”

“Oh Betty, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other. We’re going to have so much fun tonight,” Blanche said in a voice that let Betty know she had the upper hand and was going to make the most of it.

“Here are the burritos you asked for dear,” Arlene said, handing the bag to her daughter,

“And I thought some fudge would be appropriate for dessert,” offered Blanche. “That new market on Post Street has some of the best homemade goodies.”

“Let’s go into the kitchen ladies. Betty will pour us some chilled Chablis won’t you sweetie,” Gloria said, smiling at Betty.

“Yes dear.” Whatever you want buzzing in his head.

Blanche piped in, “Oh Gloria, I was so looking forward to that smooth Extra Rare you offered last visit. Could I get a couple fingers of that instead?”

Offered! Oh my god. She helped herself to that last time. This woman is evil.

“Of course. Betty, get the bottle and bring a glass with ice for our guest.”

They all made their way to the kitchen where Gloria took the burritos from the bag and set them on the counter,.

“We better eat these while they’re still warm. Lets go sit on the patio and get caught up while our server brings us our drinks. I’ve got some tortilla chips and salsa out there to start with.”

Betty came back into the room with the prized bottle of Crown Royal Extra Rare and Gloria said, “After you pour our drinks, bring the burritos, oh and the bean salad from the fridge, too. We’ll need some plates, forks and napkins too, please.”

***

“Yum. This salad is delicious Gloria! I’ll have to have the recipe. “

And the bowl and tongs, too thought Eddy as he watched Blanche lift her glass of his Rare whisky to her lips..

“It’s mom’s recipe. You’ll have to ask her,” Gloria replied, and all three women laughed.

“Well it sure has a little kick to it. I’m sure I”m going to feel it later, especially after these burritos,” Blanche said with a wink. “So Betty, Arlene tells me you lost your job recently?”

Betty looked at Gloria, who nodded for him to answer Blanche’s question.

“Yes.”

“You were there a long time. How did that happens?”

Again Betty looked at is wife who again nodded for him to answer.

“There was an issue with the boss’s assistant,” he said.

“An issue?”

All three women laughed,

“So you were fucking the boss’s secretary?”

“No. We did not have sex. Well, that kind of sex,” Betty said emphatically.

“Oh my,” Arlene chirped in. “Did she get fired too?”

“No she didn’t.”

“Hmmm.. That’s interesting. So then, what were you two doing?”

“He was licking her vagina in the conference room,” Gloria quickly interjected. “They were caught on the overhead security camera several Monday mornings in a row, and who knows when else. I wondered why he always left early on Mondays. Anyway, his boss thought I should know and emailed me a compilation of the videos, but he promised not to do anything with them as long as Dumb-ass here didn’t contest the breaking of his contract.”

“Mondays? When she had a weekend’s worth of stale come in that cheating cunt? I think we have a dirty boy here” Blanche added.

All three women stopped and looked at each other, then over at Betty, who sat hanging hanging his head.

Arlene chose that moment to let loose a rumbling fffrrrraappp. “Oh excuse me. Those beans!”

Gloria stood and said, “On that note, (giggle) I guess that means it time for Betty to do the deed. Clean up these dishes Betty, and get back out here and poor us more drinks. Then you’re on.”

***

A short time later Betty was kneeling on a chair cushion in front of his mother-in-law with his face buried in her naked ass crack when there came a voice from next door.

“Yoohoo. Gloria.”

The three women turned to look at the next door neighbor calling over the fence.

“Oh my…” the neighbor said when she fully took in the scene on the patio.

Blanche quickly stepped esenler escort behind Betty, blocking the neighbor’s line of sight while she pushed Betty’s head deeper into Arlene’s cheeks behind her.

“Oh hi Sylvia. What’s up?” returned Gloria, walking toward the fence,

“Sorry, uh I see see you’re busy now, but Astor wanted me to ask if she could bring her friends over for a swim in the pool this weekend. We thought you might have the grand kids over?”

“As a matter of fact, they are coming over. On Saturday. Astor and her friends are welcome to join us. And you and Robin, too.”

“Thank you! I’ll let her know. Robin’s in New York until next week. And I have an open house in the afternoon, so this will really help. I’ll stop by afterward. I owe you!”

“Hey, would you like to join us now for a glass of wine?”

“I wouldn’t be interrupting?”

“Not at all. Mom and her friend Blanche, you remember Blanche, stopped over for a chat and a cold drink. Come on over. We’ve got the Chablis chilled. “

“Just Arlene and Blanche?” Sylvia asked inquisitively, looking at the kneeling sundress.

“Oh and Betty, too.”

“Betty?”

“Yes. Our new maid. Get your ass over here Syl, and get acquainted!” The three women all began to laugh.

“Okay. Let me get the girls settled and I’ll be right there,” said the neighbor as she disappeared behind the fence.

Oh my god! When I agreed to put my face in my mother-in-law’s fat ass crack I hadn’t counted on that including Blanche being there, too. Now my neighbor, my Realtor, is joining the humiliation? Will I be nose deep in her ass too? Maybe she’ll have mercy and decline? Not likely a woman would turn down having a man kiss her ass though.

“Okay Betty. Back to work. Long slow licks baby doll. That’s it. Bottom to top,” Arlene demanded.

Blanche stepped aside and looked at Gloria. “This should be interesting.”

“Sylvia is a Realtor. She sold us this place and my daughter her first house, too. She is really good at negotiating and got us the best deal here. She and her husband Robin come over often for drinks when he’s home. He travels a lot for business.”

“Do you think she is down with the Betty thing?” asked Blanche.

“Well she definitely wears the pants in the family.”

Just then a moan came from Arlene lying on the chaise. She was obviously enjoying the tongue on her asshole. “That’s it Betty. Now make your tongue nice and pointy and clean the center. Go deep as you can.”

Well at least the smell had lessened with my cleaning he thought, but now the flavor of his mother-in-law’s asshole was pushing him to the gagging point. His theory that heavy people couldn’t wipe very well was proving true with this set of big, floppy buns in front of him.

“That’s it Betty. Clean that stink trench real good,” encouraged Blanche with a chuckle. “No gagging now.”

“Knock knock.” Sylvia opened the gate carrying a tray of cupcakes. “Dessert is on me everybody. Astor is learning to bake. Let’s see how she did,” she said setting the tray of smiley-faced chocolate goodies on the table next to the fudge. “So this is your new maid?”

“Yup. Betty take a break and say hello to Syl.”

Appreciating the break from his mother-in-law’s disgustingly stale ass, Betty pulled his head from the wet crack in front of him and blushing bright red, turned to his neighbor. “Hi Syl.”

“Well hello…uh Betty,” she replied, now understanding who she had been looking at from the fence.

“You know Mom, and this is her friend Blanche from Montreal,” Gloria said, gesturing to the standing woman who had kept Betty in place with a hand on his shoulder.

“Hi Blanche We met last Easter. Nice to see you again.”

“You as well Sylvia. Did you just get a pedicure? Your nails look lovely,” said Blanche looking down at Sylvia’s flip-flops.

“Thank you for noticing. Yes, I have them done once a month. I thought I’d try something different this time. This one is called Midnight Magic.”

“Very appropriately,” replied Blanche. ” Hey I just had an idea. Betty could give us all foot rubs later,” she said looking at Gloria.

“Sure. That’s a marvelous idea. You’d love that wouldn’t you Betty,” Gloria said, looking at her blushing husband still on his knees behind his mother-in-law.

“Yes dear. I’d love to give everyone a foot rub tonight.” Anything to keep my face out of a dirty ass crack. And all this just to get my cage removed. I’m gonna show her a night like we’ve never had before, and she’ll want to put this cage away for good….I hope.

“Back to work Betty. Make yourself comfortable Syl. I’ll get a glass and some more wine.”

“Thank you.”

After some small talk about nails and the real estate market while Arlene lay on the lounger moaning in pleasure, Gloria returned with a a fresh bucket of ice and a chilled bottle of Chablis. Okay Betty, Mom’s done. Take a break and have a drink.

Fraaappp. One long fart. Right up Betty’s nose.

Oh god. Now all he wanted was to swirl that whisky around in his mouth to get rid of that taste of ass and, well…uncleanliness.

Gloria poured wine all around and a whisky for Arlene. Betty your having wine, too. We don’t want to numb your taste buds do we?” That drew a laugh from the ladies and a look of disappointment from Betty as he took the glass of Chablis from his wife.

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Serhat’in göğsünü öpüp yalamaya başladım, ordan da aşağıya, beline kadar indim.
Yarağı boxeri yırtıpta çıkacak kadar zorluyordu.
Boxeri aşağı sıyırdığımda, kocaman birşey yüzüme çarpmıştı.
Gözlerim yuvalarından çıkacaktı.
Belki vücuduna oranla sikinin boyu çok büyük değildi, ama ben böyle birşeyi daha önce canlı canlı hiç görmemiştim.
Serhat kafamı sikine doğru bastırdı, “Ağzına al yenge!” dedi.
Ağzımı açabildiğim kadar açtım, ama yarısı ancak girmişti ağzıma, onu aldığımda da öğürmeye başlamıştım.
Ağzımdan çıkarıp, “Serhat bu çok büyük, alamıyorum!” dediğimde, “Alırsın yenge, alırsın!” diyerek tekrar başımı sikine doğru bastırdı.
Alabildiğim kadarını ağzıma almış, biraz da alıştıktan sonra emmeye başlamıştım.
Hiç sesi soluğu çıkmadan ağzımdayken boşaldı hınzır.
Ben kalkıp banyoya fırladım ve kusmaya başladım.
Serhat ise beni izliyor ve kahkahalarla gülüyordu.
Geri döndüm, “Serhat, bak bu yaptıklarımız ilk ve sondu! Sakın bir yerlerde anlatma, rezil oluruz valla!” dedim ve giymek için külodumu aldım yerden.
Ama Serhat külodumu elimden alıp kenara fırlattı ve “Daha işimiz bitmedi yenge! Abimle evlendiğinizden beri onun seni doyuramadığını biliyorum.
Seni abimin hiç sikmediği gibi sikeceğim!” deyip beni kendine çekti, dudaklarıma yumuldu…Dudaklarımı koparacakmış gibi öperken nefesimi kesmişti.
Bir eliyle belimden çekerek beni kendine yapıştırmış, diğer eli de götümün yanaklarını avuçluyor, yoğuruyordu.
Artık ben kendimi salmıştım ve karşılık veriyordum.
Ayakta çılgınca öpüşmeye başladık.
Serhat’ın güçlü kollarında sıcakta eriyen tereyağı gibiydim.
Vücutlarımız ter içinde kalana dek öpüşüp avcılar escort seviştik.
Bu arada tüm korkularımı ve kaygılarımı unutmuş, açılmaya başlamıştım yavaş yavaş.
Yatağa uzandım ve “Hadi aslanım, söndür yengenin ateşini, yanıyorum!” dedim, iniltilerle Serhat’ı kolundan tutarak yatağa çektim…Serhat yine dudaklarıma yapıştı.
Kalın etli dudaklarım onu çok çekiyordu.
“Dudaklarına dünyaları veririm yenge!” diye mırıldandı.
Sonra boynuma, ordan da göbeğime indi.
Bu arada elleri boş durmuyor, kocamın nerdeyse hiç dokunmadığı göğüslerimi mıncıklıyordu.
Avuçlarında kaybolup gidiyordu göğüslerim.
Amıma indiğinde, ben bir kez boşalmıştım bile.
Diliyle amımı sırılsıklam edene dek yaladı ve amımı emmeye başladı.
Bir ara dudaklarını amıma dayadı, resmen amımla öpüşüyordu.
Müthiş zevk alıyor ve inim inim inliyordum.
Doğrulup bacaklarımı iki yana araladı.
Bu defa yarağını ağzıma hiç almamıştım, ama yarağından zevk suları gelmeye başlamıştı.
Yarağının başını amıma dayadığında sanki amımda bir yumruk var gibi geldi.
Ben daha, “Lütfen yavaş sok Serhat, abinin siki bamya kadar bile değil…” diyene kadar, amıma soktu yarağını.
İlk girdiğinde sadece, “Iıııhhh!” diye bir ses çıktı benden.
Her yanım uyuşmuştu.
Bu da yetmezmiş gibi, hemen gidip gelmeye başlamıştı…Ben, “Yavaş hayvan!” diye bağırdıkça, Serhat pis pis sırıtarak ve hiç istifini bozmadan köklüyordu amıma.
Acı ve zevk karışıp gitti birbirine.
Kısık kısık çığlıklar atıyordum.
Taşakları o kadar büyüktü ki, götüme vurduğunu, o kadar büyük bir yarağa rağmen hissedebiliyordum.
“Yavaş sik orospu çocuğu, amımı dağıttın, senin gibi bir piç daha varmı bu dünyada!” diye yırtınıyordum altında.
Bir süre beni bu pozisyonda sikti.
Amım yarağının kalınlığına alışmıştı, ama uzunluğu başıma dertti.
Her köklediğinde geri kaçmaya çalışıyordum.
Derken mım çıktı ve “Domal bakalım yenge!” diye emretti adeta.
Ben önünde domaldım ve omuzlarımı çökerttim.
Amım kabak gibi karşısındaydı.
Kalçalarımdan kavradı ve yarağını tekrar amıma soktu.
Kasıklarını kalçalarımda hissettiğimde ölüyorum sandım.
Demek ki bu pozisyonda yarağı daha derine iniyordu.
Benim acı içinde inlemem ve bağırmam delirtmişti onu, sert sert köklerken, “Bağır orospu, bağır! Senden ala orospu çocuğu mu olur lan, baksana kaynına veriyorsun!” diye söyleniyordu.
Ben sadece, “Aaaayy, aman, off!” diye inleyebiliyordum.
Canım gerçekten çok yanıyordu.
Çok geçmeden bu pozisyona da alışmıştım.
Bu defa tatlı tatlı inlemeye başladım, “Serhat’ım, sik beni erkeğim, sikin ne kadar tatlı, ne kadar güzel sikiyorsun yengeni!” dedikçe, Serhat’ın hırıltıları daha da yükseliyor, ama bir türlü boşalmıyordu.
Birden içimden çıktı ve yine sırtüstü yatırdı beni.
Aslında bu pozisyonu çok seviyordum.
Şimdiye kadar, şişko, kel ve şekilsiz, öküz kocamın yüzüne tahammül etmiştim.
Oysa Serhat oldukça yakışıklıydı ve boğum boğum kasları olan bir erkeğin beni eze eze sikmesi müthiş bir zevkti.
Bacaklarımı omuzuna aldı ve eliyle yarağından tutarak amıma dayadı.
Yine birden bire köküne kadar sokmuştu.
“Aayyyy!” diye çığlık attım yine.
En derine girmişti yarağı.
“Porno İzle.
Lan piç, her seferinde bağırtma beni, tatlı tatlı sikeceksen sik işte!” diye söylenirken, Serhat amıma kocaman yarağını pompalamaya devam ediyordu…Bir elini yatağa dayamış, diğer eliyle boynumdan yakaladığı gibi üzerime abandı ve dudaklarımı öpmeye başladı.
Anestezi etkisi yapmıştı bu ateşli öpücük.
Çok geçmeden Serhat adeta yaralı bir hayvan gibi böğürerek, içimde volkan gibi patlamıştı.
“Eyvaah, Serhat naaptın sen yaa? Korunmuyorum!” diye hayıflanarak söylenmeye başladım.
O ise yüzünde mutluluktan uçar bir tebessümle, “Abimle bu aralar beylikdüzü escort bir sikişsen hiç fena olmaz yenge!” diyerek üzerimden kalktı.
Kocaman yarağının ucundan dölleri sarkıyordu.
Yarağını ağzıma dayadı.
Ben de yine alabildiğim kadarını ağzıma alarak, yarağında kalan tüm dölleri emdim.
Sonra birlikte duş aldık, tekrar yatağa girdik, sabaha kadar sevişip sikiştik ve birbirimize sarılarak uyuduk.
Sabah kahvaltıdan sonra Serhat, “Yenge ben çıkıyorum, akşama istediğin birşey varmı?” diye seslendi.
Akşama geç kalmamasını rica ettim ve uğurladım.
Akşam saat 20:00 sularında Serhat geldiğinde, ben henüz dinlenememiştim.
“Ne o yenge, çok bitkin görünüyorsun?” deyince, “O yarağı sen yesen, sen de bitkin görünürdün!” diye cevap verdim.
Akşam yemeğine oturduğumuzda, yemeğini çabuk çabuk yemeye başladı.
“Yavaş yesene, acelen ne?” dedim.
Serhat yine pis pis sırıtarak, “Yemekten sonra tatlı olarak seni istiyorum yenge!” dedi.
“Aaaa, hayır Serhat yaaa, lütfen ama, bana da acı, ben de insanım, sabaha kadar siktiğin yetmedi mi?” dedim.
Ama o sırada bacaklarımın arasında birşey hissettim.
Eğilip baktığımda, ayağıyla amımı okşamaya çalıştığını gördüm.
“Deli oğlan!” diyerek gülümsedim ve ekledim, “Ama bu akşam hiç heveslenme, amım dağıldı, sikişemeyiz!” dedim.
Serhat yemeği bırakıp, ayağa kalktığı gibi beni kucakladı ve yine yatak odasına götürdü.
Ona yalvarırcasına, “Nolur bu akşam sikme, sonra yine sikersin, çok yorgunum!” dedikçe, o başını hayır der gibi iki yana sallıyordu.
Yatağa yatırdı ve “Merak etme yenge, çok uzun sürmeyecek!” dedi.
Çırılçıplak kalana dek soyundu.
Yarağı henüz kalkmamıştı, ama bu haliyle bile kocamım sikinden çok büyüktü.
Ben yarağına bakarken, “Soyunsana amına koduğum orospusu!” diyerek yüzüme hafif bir tokat attı.
Sanki robot gibiydim, tokadı yer yemez soyunmaya başladım ve bir çırpıda çırılçıplak kaldım.
Bir an önce ne olacaksa olsun istiyordum.
Ağzıma almamı istediği yarağını bu haliyle zorda olsa hepsini ağzıma almış, emmeye başlamıştım.
Birkaç saniyede yine o ihtişamına kavuşmuştu.
Domalmamı istedi, ben de domaldım.
Götüme parmağını soktuğunda canım çok yandı.
“Aaaaahhh! Naapıyorsun lan?” diye bağırdım ve arkama dönüp baktığımda parmağını götümden çıkardı.
“Bana zorluk çıkarırsan canın çok yanar yenge, madem amın dağıldı, bu gece de götünü sikeceğim!” deyince, ben ayağa kalkmaya çalıştım, ama Serhat’a gücümün yetmesi mümkün değildi.
Çaresiz olacakları beklemeye başladım.
Götümün deliğini sırılsıklam yapana kadar yaladı ve tükürükledi.
Ben az önce parmağının verdiği acıyla yarağının götüme nasıl gireceğini düşünürken, o yarağının kafasını götüme dayamıştı bile.
“Bağırma sakın!” dedi ve birden yüklendi.
Beynim karıncalanmış, gözlerimde şimşekler çaktı.
“Ooouufff!” diye bir ses çıktı benden, ardından, “Orospu çocuğu yırttın götümü!” diye bağırdım.
Serhat kaçamayım diye kasıklarımdan tutmuş, kıpırdamadan bekliyordu.
Ben götten sikilmek çok ta kötü değilmiş diye düşünürken, içimi adeta parçalarcasına sokmaya devam etti.
Meğer daha yarısı girmemiş.
“Serhat noolur yapmaaa, çok canım acıyoor!” diye ağlamaya başladım.
“Sus amına koduğumun orospusu, sidikli kızlar gibi ağlamyı kes!” diye azarladı ve götüme pompalamaya başladı.
Benden çıkan acı dolu sesler onu çıldırtmıştı adeta, daha hızlı gidip geliyor, götüm cayır cayır yanıyordu.
Çok geçmeden boşaldı götümün içine.
Halen iki gözüm iki çeşme ağlıyordum.
Yarağını götümden çıkardığında, gazoz şişeleriyle parmağımızla oynarken çıkan sese benzer bir ses çıktı.
Göt deliğimin kapanmadığını hissediyordum.
Yanıma uzandı ve “Bebişiim, tatlı yengem benim, hadi ağlama artık, bak bitti işte! Bundan sonra seni yaraksız bırakmayacağım!” diye teselli ediyor, nazikçe dudaklarımı öpüyor, göğüslerimi okşuyordu.
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She woke up before her alarm went off. Her first thought was of him and what happened yesterday. She was very wet, so she had to have been dreaming about him. She laid there thinking of him as her alarm went off and brought her back to reality. She turned it off and laid there a few more minutes. She knew he would be there about 7am. She jumped up and got in the shower real quick. As she was drying off, his message came thru saying he would be there soon. She decided she would greet him naked as he came through the door. She had given him a key to her room.

She heard the key in the door and got all excited and nervous for some reason. His eyes lit up as he saw her standing there naked. He hugged and kissed her and immediately started getting undressed. He has a gorgeous body. She loves touching and kissing it.

They laid on the bed cuddling and talking. His hands started to find their way down her body. She kissed him as he was roaming her body. He then started kissing down her neck and continued down to her boobs. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples, tugging gently on her nipple rings. She placed her hands on his head as she moaned. She could feel his cock getting harder against her leg. He moved down to her stomach and licked and kissed it. He kissed down one thigh and up the other one. He kissed her moistened pussy lips and then she felt his tongue tasting her wetness from her pussy lips. She breathed heavy and he slipped his tongue between her pussy lips and licked from the top to the bottom and back up. He was sucking and licking her clit and it wasn’t long until she was cumming. He stuck his tongue inside her so etiler eskort he could taste her. He moved back up to her clit just as she was coming down from her first orgasm and in a short time made her have another and another. Her body was having explosion after explosion and she couldn’t catch her breath. She had to beg him to stop. He looked up from between her legs and just smiled.

He moved up beside her and leaned in and kissed her. She loved tasting herself on his lips. Her hand moved immediately down to stroke his very hard cock. She gave him a devilish grin and moved so she could take his cock into her mouth. She licked the pre cum off the tip and then slowly took the tip into her mouth. She stroked him as she sucked on the tip. He moaned and she smiled with his cock still in her mouth. He told her that she is wonderful at sucking him. She began licking him from tip to balls. She licked and sucked his balls some before moving back up. She licked that vein on the underside of his cock that she loves so much. His cock is rock hard now and she wants to ride him.

She hands him a condom and smiles as she tells him that she wants to ride him. He smiles as he puts the condom on. She straddles him and slowly moves down onto him taking him all the way in. He loves seeing the look on her face as he first enters her. She moves up and down slowly taking him all the way in each time. She leans forward and moves up and down slowly as they kiss and he sucks on her nipples. She sits up and he tells her to fuck him until she cums. He wants to feel her pussy squeezing his cock as she cums all over him. cihangir eskort She started grinding on him and came quickly. She leaned forward while still cumming and he began to move in and out of her and she came again. She sat back up and began grinding on him again and before long she was cumming again and then she felt him pulse inside her as he came. She laid down beside him and they cuddled and kissed. He had to get cleaned up and get to work.

He came back later that day. She immediately got to work making him hard and getting him off. He showered and headed home.

She received his message that he was on his way. She waited anxiously for him. He let himself in and immediately started stripping. He went straight between her legs and started eating her to multiple orgasms. His tongue was pure magic. He definitely knows how to eat a pussy. He told her that he could spend all day eating her. She told him to crawl onto the bed and lay so she can suck on him as he licks her. They got each other off and then laid next to each other and kissed some. They had a nice conversation, before he had to get to work.

When he came back that afternoon he showered quickly. She was waiting on the bed for him. He climbed onto the bed and they started kissing. She pushed him back onto the bed and immediately took his cock into her mouth. She had her own idea how she wanted things to go this time. She sucked on him feeling him get harder and harder in her mouth. He was moaning as she teased his cock with her mouth. She had him put a condom on and she climbed on top of him again. She loved how he filled avrupa yakası eskort her tight pussy. She rode him to two orgasms. Then as he flipped me over, he said now that you have gotten yours he was going to fuck her good. He thrust back into her and fucked her hard and deep. As he was pounding away from behind she came several times. Just as she was cumming again, he pushed all the way into her and came hard. She loved feeling his cock pulse inside her as he came. They both laid on the bed totally spent. After a little bit of time, he had to shower and get home.

They both knew this would be their last day together. He climbed onto the bed and they laid their talking and laughing. Enjoying each others company. They looked at each other and both got up and got undressed. He hugged and kissed her, pressing their naked bodies together. It was a wonderful feeling. She laid on the bed on her stomach. He began kissing and licking up and down her spine. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. She also felt his cock gently brushing her leg and getting harder and harder. She raised her ass into the air and exposing her very wet pussy to him. He ran his fingers over her lips and clit making a comment about how nice wet and ready her pussy was.

She heard him opening the condom wrapper and then felt him run his cock up and down her wet pussy. Then the feeling of his cock pushing into her. He was so hard. He grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard and deep to several orgasms. Her whole body was shaking. He laid down on the bed and she climbed on top of him. She rode him to several more orgasms before collapsing on top of him. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. She rolled off of him and laid next to him with her head on his chest just listening to his heart beat. They just laid there kissing, cuddling and talking with each other.

She was going to never forget her time with him as long as she lived.

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