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Dustin ran back inside Ortlieb’s to grab his guitar and told his stage manager he’d see him later on. The set was a jam session so he wouldn’t be missed. There were several in the audience dying to take Dustin’s position for that evening. He explained that he had a dire emergency that needed his immediate attention. He did not mention that what was at attention was his thick seven and a half inch penis that was already leaking pre cum. He adjusted his fly as he walked back outside to Bria. She was waiting in her car; smoking the last of a joint she had been smoking earlier in the day. She was such a pothead. Dustin tapped on the window and startled her.

“You gonna share some of that?” he asked jokingly.

Startled, she rolled down the window and managed to drop the roach on the floor.

“Oh my god Dustin, you’re going to give me a heart attack. But I have some more at the house.

“So am I just gonna follow you?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay baby doll let’s go. I’m down the street. I’ll pull up. Don’t leave me!”

He kissed her on the cheek and ran to his car with his guitar in tow. She couldn’t believe she was actually having him over. He was, after all a stranger. She only knew him through the many phone conversations and Internet exchanges. She wondered if this was erratic behavior. She rationalized that it couldn’t be because slutty women bring unknown men home from bars constantly, and she never even did that. She knew her Dustin. She hoped She did anyhow.

Dustin pulled up in a pick up truck. The tires looked muddy, and it looked like it needed a major washing. He honked the horn for Bria, and she pulled out of her parking space and led him to her home. Her head was swirling with lust and excitement. She looked out her rear view mirror to make sure that Dustin was still behind her. The moon was full on the cold December evening. Its light reflected on the Schuykill River as Bria led her soon-to-be lover along the drive to her home. She lived in a beautiful three-story twin home left by her mother who had long ago moved to Southern California. She lived there with her two roommates: Cat, her 11-year-old white cat. and Poochie, her 6-year-old shitzu. It was nice to have company she thought as she pulled up to her house.

They both found parking spaces, and Bria walked up the stairs. Dustin joined her and they walked up several steps.

“You live here in this big house all by yourself?” he asked.

“Yeah”, she replied. “I have a cat and a dog though. They are sleeping upstairs.”

“Need a human roommate?” He looked at her with that sheepish sly grin.

“You silly boy”.

Once past the vestibule, Dustin could finally see the sway in her shapely hips. She wore knee-hi boots and a tight black skirt that undoubtedly had some kind of stretchy material in it for ease of movement. Her bottom was wide and plump. Although he became fixated on that roundness as she took their jackets to the closet, he couldn’t help but notice the beautiful surroundings of her home. There was art everywhere. Wooden African statues and masks. Wall paintings and pottery. He was duly impressed with this woman he had come to know over the last four months. To his delight, up against a wall under track lights was a Wurlitzer piano.

“You never told me you play.” he said.

“Oh yeah,” she replied from the kitchen as she poured water for herself. “I only ever really learned heart and soul. Do you want anything to drink?”

“I’ll take a beer if you have any.”

Bria brought out the tall glass of water and a bottle of Yeungling for Dustin. She led him upstairs to the second floor.

Her bedroom was a bit messy, but her bed was made. The large room was filled with a bunch of clothing and other necessities that made her life simple. Next to her bed were stands on either side. One had a medium sized water pipe on it, which was dark around its base from obvious use. Cologne lined her dresser. She had several plants in the window that served as a curtain of sorts. Dustin marveled at her intricate and cluttered surroundings. It reminded him of himself. She told him to have a seat, and he watched as she lit two candles, and turned the stereo on. She put on WXPN, the local public radio station that had the best alternative music around. Dustin was anxious to get started.

“Come here,” he said.

“Yes sir,” she replied. She walked toward Dustin and relinquished herself to him.

“You malatya escort are just so beautiful”. and he kissed her. “You know I used to be a punk” He whispered in her ear as he began to unbutton her blouse. He wanted his hands all over her body at once. Momentarily he forgot about her blouse and filled her mouth with his thick tongue. It was healthy and he explored her mouth without abandon. She forgot about the possibility of mono or other contagious bacteria. Not now. Being responsible was not in the forefront of her mind. Dustin’s swollen cock was the only thing that mattered.

A Keane song was fading out in the background and Bria excused herself to change the music. She scooted over to the other side of the bed and adjusted the stereo from the radio to the CD player. She had a five-track changer that had The White Stripes, Jill Scott, Stone Temple Pilots, Audioslave and Primus in it. As she read off the names of the artists to Dustin, he simply marveled at her eclectic tastes in music. She pushed the buttons until it stopped on the Audioslave CD, and Chris Cornell’s strong voice bemoaned its own sensual eroticism as he wailed about his creator. Bria rolled back over to the other side of the bed and landed sitting up as Dustin stood in front of her.

They were perfectly suited for their respective positions. He, the dominant younger darling. She, the obedient older submissive princess who for the moment had found her prince. Dustin reached down to her sweet, soft face and caressed it protectively. Like a kitten, she muttered what sounded like a purr as she rubbed her cheek against the palm of his masculine hand. His fingers explored further and he dug them into her highlighted hair.

“Show me how to live”, Cornell’s voice belted out as Dustin began to pull Bria toward his ever-swelling bulge in his pants. Like an orchestration, Bria moved in sync with Dustin. She followed his lead.

“Unzip my pants,” He said rather strongly. His cockiness was more prevalent than ever. Bria was excited to be at Dustin’s whim. It had been two years since she had been with another person sexually, and her senses were at an all time peak. The candlelight created funny shadows on the walls, but made their skin glow creating a strong sense of lust between the two of them. Dustin went back to unbuttoning her blouse where he released two glorious mounds of succulent brown flesh. She wore a red lace bra that seemed to make her heaving 44DDs swell even more. Her heart raced and the first surge of wetness began to leak on her matching panties she wore underneath the skirt and pantyhose, which had yet to be removed.

Bria did as she was told and used her right hand to slowly unzip Dustin’s pants. Her hands moved about his body gingerly, and he was amused by her delicate handling of him as if he were as precious as her tender heart. He grunted from the surge of sexual energy that charged up his spine and back down to his belly. He trembled she touched his stomach. It was more intense than he could ever imagine. Bria’s hands continued to explore her lover’s body. She moved them up his chest then down the sides, familiarizing herself with all she could. His skin was soft and pale. She noticed the contrast of their outer flesh. Melanin here. Lack of it there. She could feel him staring at her although she now pressed her lips into his belly and wasn’t looking into those emerald-colored eyes. She stuck out her very wet and hot sweet tongue and encircled his navel. She lapped all about that tiny little belly button and kissed his mid section anxiously. Dustin responded by pulling her head closer to him. His urgency was understood by Bria and she dug her fingers into his back pulling him closer to her mouth.

“Baby. Fuck! My god girl”, he said as he moved back so he could grab her face. “Give me that mouth.”

He sat next to her on the bed and faced her. They briefly exchanged deep looks. Dark looks. Staring into each other’s eyes. Cornell now sang about finding another slave. Bria thought that perhaps she could be Dustin’s. He parted his mouth and slid his snake-like tongue down Bria’s throat. They both moaned as they shared the inner workings of their mouths. Becoming dangerously intimate so fast. Dustin’s right hand found her breasts again. His cock was getting uncomfortably stiff. He removed his pants. Bria’s blouse was now off and she began to wiggle out of her skirt. malatya escort bayan He marveled as she revealed herself to him. She stood to step out of the skirt and he smacked her ass with a loud whap!

He said, “That’s one sweet ass baby.” He felt her bottom and squeezed it. She twisted her body to watch him handle her rump. He pulled her back to the bed to continue to ravage her warm round and curvy body. She rolled on her back and he crawled on top of her. He began to grind his body on top of hers. Bria spread her thick thighs wide. Dustin’s dick was piercing through his boxer briefs. Bria still had on her panties and hose, but her vaginal wetness was seeping through the thin fabric. Dustin’s beastly nature began to grow. His fury of kisses made their way to Bria’s full brown bosom. He unsnapped her bra like a pro to free the huge mammaries. His mouth dripped sticky saliva on first the left then right nipple. Bria moaned and dug her fingers into Dustin’s wavy mane. He sucked firmly, but gently on the nips sucking up as much flesh as he could while doing it. His fingers found themselves inside the crotch of her panties.

“Oh Dus-,” Bria whispered as she spread her legs as far as she could so her lover could explore her chocolate pussy with relative ease.

“You don’t need these on now do you?”, he asked as he first ripped her pantyhose off then yanked at the red and now very sticky panties. He stopped suddenly and pushed her legs even further apart. He placed his face between her meaty thighs and inhaled deeply that sweet scent of woman. His tongue pressed through the delicate material and teased her hot cunt. Bria began to shudder and tried to push his face away because the feeling was too incredible. This only urged Dustin on. He now ripped off her underwear and spread her labia to find a glistening and juicy plump puss. His eager tongue found her small but stiffened clit and teased the sweet flesh.

“Dustin. No. Oh my god. I can’t take it.”

Her pleas were useless. Dustin began to gently flick his tongue back and forth across Bria’s excited clitoris. Her body couldn’t help but respond to Dustin’s oral ravishing. Her hips began to buck steadily as he flattened out his tongue to taste more of her savory nectar. With his left hand he found the opening of her twat and gently eased his middle and forefinger into her hot fleshy pussy. It felt wonderfully snug and unbelievably wet. He pulled out and shoved the fingers into her mouth. Bria sucked his fingers in a wicked fashion and caused Dustin to moan deeply.

“Oh god Dustin”, she whimpered, “You’re gonna make me cum. Oh GOD!”

Bria began working herself into a frenzy as Dustin now concentrated on her clit. Her hip-bucking become more frantic and Dustin sensed a climax.

“Come on bitch.” He urged. Cum for daddy.” Bria was shocked and turned on all at once by his language. He never spoke to her that way before, but found herself wanting to be as slutty as he commanded.

“Uh, uhhh godddddd Dustinnnn”, and she released a bed-shifting, neck breaking climax and squirted a sweet stream of sticky girl juice into Dustin’s throat.”

“FUCK YEAH slut. That’s it. That’s how I like it!” And he lapped up her fluid even more not knowing she was multiple orgasmic. Bria immediately built up an intense crescendo and broke into another seizure-like climax thrashing her body about. Dustin was now out of his shorts and his glazed face greeted Bria’s. He kissed her and gave her praise for having such a sweet slutty pussy.

“I want this to be mine”, he said, and cupped her fat mound with his hand. All she could do was moan for a response. He grabbed his cock and straddled her chest. He squeezed her tits together. He lubed his cock with some of her stickiness. He slid his hot fat dick between her mounds and began to fuck her huge breasts.

Bria’s back arched upward to help Dustin in this most lascivious task. She shifted to move pillows underneath her head to prop herself up more so that Dustin could now slide the tip of his enraged penis into her mouth. Dustin now followed Bria’s lead and adjusted himself so that he could dip his large cum-filled balls into her awaiting mouth. Bria lapped at them furiously. Dustin pumped his hips forward grinding into her face. He smeared the traces of saliva all over her sweet face. She slurped and tasted him, familiarizing herself with his rhythm and scent escort malatya and the saltiness of his sweat.

They wiggled themselves into a new position. Now Dustin was nude before Bria. His Adonis-like masculinity lay before her. His tiny pink nipples were stiff on his slender, yet muscular long body. His messy hair was so sexy and needed a trim, but it lined his face perfectly. She now noticed a scar on his right shoulder and kissed it.

“What happened there?” she asked.

He replied,” I was a crazy violent kid.” He laughed. She wasn’t’ sure if he was serious or not, and decided not to ponder the thought. She continued with her exploration instead. She kissed his strong chest and sucked gently on those hardened nipples. Dustin’s hands found her body and kneaded her soft flesh while gently coaxing her down his body. She nibbled down to his crotch and found a thick patch of curly hair. It was reddish brown and kinkier than even the slight bush on her own sweet spot. His hot cock rubbed against her soft cheek. She gently held it and began her assault.

From her mouth she pulled a wad of saliva and began to pump the base of his swollen and now dark pinkish rod as her lips found the tip of his cock. Dustin released sounds that seemed inhuman as he pumped his beastly cock into her mouth. He tried to gag her as he fucked her mouth with fury. He grabbed her head and Bria muddled sounds of choking as she deep throated his violating cock. Dustin had to use all his might to prevent from spraying his hot load into the back of her slutty throat.

Dustin pulled out of her mouth because the sensation was completely overwhelming. No groupie had ever given him that kind of rush. Her mouth was like magic, but it was her pussy he now had to have.

Bria could sense that Dustin now wanted to impale her eager snatch. She reached over to her nightstand and grabbed a condom. They had swapped some juices, but she just didn’t want to go there with the semen.At least not yet. She simply couldn’t. She handed Dustin the little packet, and he instantly obliged. He couldn’t open up the condom fast enough and used his teeth to rip open the seal. Bria heaved her hips up and down anticipating would looked like to be the fuck she had been waiting for.

Dustin slid the thin lubricated latex on his raging member. He parted Bria’s thighs and lifted her left leg over his shoulder. She was ready to receive him. Without any hesitation Dustin slid his pulsating man meat deep into the caverns of her needy cunt. They both let out moans and curses and grunts of desire not had before by either. Dustin was in pure erotic heaven as he sank his sweet dick into her meaty pussy, plummeting her as hard and intense as he could. His full balls smacked up against the bottom of her ass as he slammed her to the hilt. Her hips greeted his thrusts with magnificent and deliberate motion. He reached underneath her bottom to pull her closer to him. He wanted her to feel her deep. But he also didn’t want to cum yet.

“Turn over,” he said, and she obediently followed his order. Now that big brown bottom was in front of him. Her ass parted like a sweet fleshy heart as he examined her tight pucker hole and spread her puss so that he could enter her hard from behind into her love canal.

“Oooh… uumph”, was all she could say as she pleaded with her lover and his attack on her twat. Dustin grabbed her hips and began to slap her plump, bouncing bottom as he slammed his dick into her pussy. He was now nearing his climax. He pumped her chocolate cunt furiously as he watched his pink flesh enter that dark hole. Sweat poured down his face as he held on to his lover’s backside with fury as he slammed harder and harder into her precious mound.

“Oh fuck baby,” he said. “Your so tight. So fat. SOooo wet. I love this pussy. You’re gonna make me cum baby!!!Yeah. Fuck girl! ARGHHHHHHHH!”

Dustin grunted and pulled his cock out and quickly ripped the condom off and sprayed a thick creamy load of baby juice all over her fat bouncing bottom. She still bucked while he lay his nasty sticky semen all over her back and ass cheeks. He pumped, for what seemed like a full 60 seconds, streams and loads of that creaminess all over her back and bottom. He smacked the last few drops of the hot cum on her plump cheeks, exhausted in the fury of his hot orgasm. He was spent. He fell next to her kissing her face and mouth, sucking on her bottom lip as she shook in her own ecstasy.

“Come here”, he said and without wiping up their mess, he pulled her close and nuzzled in her warm bosom. He wrapped his arm around her thick waist, and shuddered a few more spasms as his climax finally passed. Whimpers escaped her lips, but no words could be formed. They started it now, and there was no turning back.

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The Little Minx That Killed Me

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I sat in the recliner waiting for the air conditioner to cool the room as I assured my niece that I would be okay until the home health aide arrived.

“Are you sure?” she asked. “Do you need to use the bathroom?” she inquired uneasily.

“And what,” I looked incredulously at her, “ask you for help?”

Both of my hands were in casts that ended about two inches below my elbows and at the tips of my fingers.

“Thanks . . . but, no,” I continued, “that would be the furthest thing from possible.”

“Well, I had to ask, and thank God you said no!’ she laughed as she leaned over and hugged my head. “I’ll stop by every now and then to check on ya.”

“Not necessary, I’ll be fine.”

With that she smiled, turned and hesitated before heading out in the glaring August sun and the oppressive humidity that blurred the day with a dense blue haze.

I was relieved to be back home, but worried about whether or not I’d have a job when I returned to the mill. While engineers were in short supply in our city, my company, as I had seen in the past was not one to wait on the needs of its workers. I was lost in thought when a knock on the door snapped me back into the chair and the room.

Thinking it was the health aide I shouted, “It’s unlocked, please let yourself in.”

I swiveled the recliner around and was surprised to see the young daydream that had been the cause of my situation.

“Oh, um, hello,” I stammered as I tried to avoid eye contact. “What, um, I mean how are you Emma?” Emma I thought, I loved the name.

She tried to keep a serious face but I knew she was aware of my unease as she slightly giggled, and then said, “I was just checking on you. I feel so bad for what happened. I know you said it wasn’t my fault, but -”

“Oh, no. Stop right there young lady. I told you as we waited for the ambulance that I should not have been on the roof. I should have let the satellite company fix the problem with the dish,” I explained again hoping to ease her conscience.

“I know, but, it’s just, well,” she looked away, “you fell, because I was, well, you know sunbat -”

Oh God she was aware I had been ogling her. She must think I am some old pervert, which I am, and for God’s sake how could I not be. This beautiful little minx was simply a small piece of heaven here on earth. She had dark brown hair, nearly black, silky, and down to her waist and almost always in a top knotted ponytail. Her skin, was seemingly flawless and had a light slightly olive complexion. Barely reaching five foot nothing her slim body, pert breasts and small beautiful heart shaped ass screamed for attention. What is more, is that in the three times I had talked to her since I moved in a month ago I could not help but notice her intelligence, and her compassion for others in her volunteer work. Had I been ten years younger I would have fallen in love . . . in fact I had.

“I, um, I am sorry about that,” I said as I awkwardly cut her off. I looked at her and said, “I assure you I will not do so again. It was improper, and you seem too nice a person to be treated so.”

She giggled again this time audibly and said, “Oh jeeze, you’re a guy, DUH! thats what guys do.” She smiled as she said this but I also thought I saw evidence of blushing.

I shifted that thought quickly out of my mind and tried to change the conversation, “So have you decided on which college you are going to? I know you enrolled at two, Drake and the U bursa otele gelen eskort of I right?” She had enrolled at both, having received full rides to both, Iowa for its Creative Writing Program, and Drake for a B.A. and their Law Program. However, she had not yet told one that the other would be her choice.

“I don’t know, I was still trying to find the reason I should choose one or the other.”

I was about to answer when her phone kicked in and started playing “Uptown Funk.” She looked at me, then down to her phone as she said, “Sorry.”

“Hello?’ she asked as her eyes rolled, “Yes Ma, I know I have to be at the Church in fifteen, yes, I know they need the help for the food pantry in the morning, Yes I already signed up, Mom, I am ahead of you as usual. I am just about to leave Mr. Flint’s. Yes,” again her eyes rolled. She looked at me helpless from the onslaught of her mother’s concern. “Mom, Mom, jeeze Mom, Okay I’ll be right there.” She hung up, sighed heavily (I was mesmerised as her diminutive chest rose and fell Straining her now noticeably tight shirt.) She looked plaintively at me and excused herself and left abruptly.

Well.

I sat speechless for a few silent moments and then noticed my penis had started to deflate. I laughed uneasily. I had not been aware I had gotten an erection. I had been so lost in the moment. Oh god I thought. I hope she had not seen that. I can not imagine how I could apologize for that.

Another knock on the door. This time it was the home service, and thankfully it was a nice matronly woman with whom I felt immediately at ease with.

************************************

Three days later Monday had arrived, and Ellen had just left after having made me lunch and dinner and put them in the fridge for later so that I could nuke them and have a nice real meal. She refused to let me eat the TV dinners I had had my niece buy for me before she picked me up at the hospital and brought me home.

I was trying to reread Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings. I had read it some twenty years earlier in my teens and had wondered for some time if there was more I would understand or discern as an adult. Sadly I never had time to do that. However, time was now in great supply, but the pages, hard to turn, were slowly slicing and dicing the exposed tips of my fingers causing the edges of some pages to acquire coloring not intended when it was printed.

I couldn’t wait until my niece dropped of my laptop after she got off work and picked it up from a fellow engineer I worked with.

I must have dozed off, as I woke to a quiet knock on the door.

“Come on it, it is unlocked.”

I swiveled around in the recliner again to see Emma. Emma, dear God, thank you, and why, why do you torture me so!

She had her head tilted sideways looking at me with a sly smile upturned inquisitively as I gawked, transfixed and speechless as what stood before me had so completely consumed for any other thoughts occupy my mind.

Again there was a sexy little giggle followed by “Mr. Flint. Hello, Mr. Flint?’ now she was laughing.

“I uh, sorry,” I was quickly turning a shade of red as I began incoherently apologizing. “Emm – I mean, well, uh, oh jeeze, aw hell AGAIN I am so damn sorry.” I was pleading, imploring her to forgive me.

As I stammered out the sentence she shifted her stance and propped her right hand on her now enticingly angled bursa eve gelen escort bayan hip. And again I became prey to her feminine wiles. I could not help but notice she had a thin white T-shirt with the words “Oh, yeah? Try me!” glowing brightly in a neon pink air brushed script. It was also extremely short leaving her taught tummy exposed with a hint of bra and the undersides of her pert breasts. She was wearing low cut Daisy Duke jeans that I hoped exposed a piece of her heavenly ass. Her legs had a wonderful sheen that shimmered from the summer heat all the way to her toes which had pink toe nail polish and matched pink rubber sandals.

“Oh my, have I done too much?”

“Um, pardon me?”

I agonizingly pulled myself from my daze and looked up meeting her eyes.

“Have I done too much? Don’t you like the look?” she inquired.

I thought for a moment trying to decide the right course of reply. “Oh of course, you look as youthful and a lovely as ever.”

“But, that is not what I was going for,” she sighed as she looked away.

“Emma? What do you mean?”

She continued to look at the floor, “Well,” she began, “Last time I was here I noticed . . . I noticed you had an erection and I hoped it was because of me.” She was breathing fast as she finished.

Oh shit, “I did, but I hoped that you had not seen it.”

“But,” she said looking up, “was it because of me?”

“Yes,” I admitted.

She paused then shifted to a new pose, “And does this make you . . . hard?”

I tried to swallow, “Yes,” I replied still looking into her eyes, “but it shouldn’t.”

“Why?” she said as her smiled became a questioning frown.

“Because you are still underage.”

Suddenly she laughed, “NO! I turned eighteen the weekend before you came home from the hospital. It was the day you had the surgery to repair your wrists and your fingers.” She looked at me with a huge sheepish grin as she waited for me to realize what she was leading me to.

“But you are heading off to college. You have so much more in store for you, And its . . . wrong,” I said trying to convince myself.

“You’re so darn silly. I thought you were smart.”

“I try, but that is not the point.”

“No,” she said the smile now turning devilish, “the point is right there straining to be free.” She was now pointing at my penis that had been thinking on its own and saw nothing wrong with what she was wearing, how she was standing, and with what she obviously wanted!

“Em -”

“Oh shut the hell up,” she demanded as she quickly closed the distance between us and grabbed the edge of my sweatpants and began pulling them down.

Instinctively I lifted my hips still unaware that I was giving over to this little minx, this little minx that would get me killed (her father, a County Sheriff stood 6’5″ and was built like a brick shithouse – called her his little princess and joked about killing any guy that messed with her.) And yet I leaned back as she pulled my pants from around my ankles and left my socks on. My Penis was now poking its head above the elastic band of my plain white briefs.

“Oh my!” she exclaimed as she saw the plumb sized helmet protruding from my underwear. “Is that for me?” she asked as she leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips and whispered into my ear, “I need to do this. I have wanted to do this EVER since you first talked with me.”

She pulled the briefs down and again I lifted my hips and then it popped free. I heard a quick, deep intake of breath. I was not the most physically fit man anyone ever met, but I was fat by no means and working in the aluminum mill with all of its heat melted most of what I gained from cheap cafeteria food. But my nearly eight inch Red Bull thick cock was the one thing I kept in shape, not because I was a playboy, but because my job was my life, and Momma thumb and her four daughters were its friends.

She slowly reached out and touched the head. The determined hot for cock vixen had now become timid, unsure, and breathing short and rapidly.

“Emma, its okay, slow down and breathe, you are going to make yourself pass out.” I smiled, “and we don’t want that right?”

She looked up at me and then down to my cock. Slowly she took it in her hand and began to slowly pump up and down paying attention to the ridges created by veins and the length long ridge on the underside. “Soft,” she cooed, “and hard.”

“Emma, it has been awhile, I apologize if, well, if I come too soon. I have condoms upstairs in the nightstand next to my bed. if you would be so kind to – ”

She abruptly cut me off, “Have you been with sluts? Whores?” she was now squeezing my cock hard.

“No, it’s just that I want you to have protection. I don’t want -“

She laughed again and let her grip loosen, “I don’t need protection I went on the pill three months ago so I’d be ready for college. I didn’t need it in High School. No one was up to my standards,” she paused, looking hard into my eyes, “Do I need to worry about you giving me anything?” Her grip tightened again.

“No, my last girlfriend, or rather my ex-fiance was a long time ago in college. There has been no one since.”

With that she quickly dropped to my cock and engulfed it with her mouth. Suddenly I was in heaven. Her mouth and the suction from her tongue as it swirled expertly from head to base made me grip the arms of the recliner. Then she sucked in one, then both balls and slowly bit down on them and released when I whimpered. She sucked harder and then let them pop from her mouth. I was lost. Everything was drifting in and out of focus, I thought I was about to lose my load until she stopped and began to move towards my chest.

Her thumbs hooked the bottom of my T-shirt and she began pulling it slowly upwards, kissing my stomach and making me laugh as she tickled it every now and then. The trip northwards was excruciatingly slow, deliberate, and sexy as hell. I know I had never been this hard in my life, so turned on, so helpless to the ministrations of another. I had surrendered without a fight.

I lifted my arms and she pulled the shirt over my head. Then she placed her hands on my chest. While looking me in the eye she gripped both nipples and quickly, harshly, twisted them. I exploded shooting my cum all over her exposed taught, and beautiful tummy.

“NO!” I screamed,

She looked down laughed and wiped some up with her left index finger and sucked the cum from her finger. With her other hand she wiped it around and in to her skin. She looked at me smiled, then exposed her right breast. She lowered her shirt, and said “Goodnight Mr. Flint. And thanx for the lotion!”

Before I could say anything, she had skipped across the room and out the door and in the process left it wide open. My God, had that really just happened? I was at a loss for words as I slowly got up from the recliner and snuck to the front door then closed it.

Oh shit! My niece would be stopping by! I rushed to get dressed.

I am not sure how long I sat in silence trying to decide just what or what not to do.

Finally my niece showed with my computer.

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I woke up, initially disoriented and then, as I gained a stronger foothold into reality, it dawned on me I really was in this fascinating place called OnaSpa. The light was streaming in through the blinds, and I surveyed our beautiful bedroom. Ali was not in the bed. It slowly came back to me what had happened the night before and I had a sudden feeling of panic that maybe things had gone too far. What if this put some kind of strain on our “best friends” relationship?

After peeing, I padded to the living room. No sign of Ali. When I went back into the bedroom, I saw the note on the night table:

“E- I woke up early. I’ll be at the breakfast patio outside by the pool area. If not there, maybe gym? – love, A”

I tied my hair up and threw on a white waist length tank top and a pair of sandals. I checked my pussy and decided to use the bidet quickly. I remembered my pussy being so wet the night before, slathered with Ali’s saliva.

As I passed through the complex, I saw many beautiful women, many obviously sweaty from a workout. I passed by two girls wearing matching tennis outfits, except they had no skirts or panties. They were in an embrace, kissing. There were a number of women around the pool masturbating. Ali and I saw each other from across the pool area, and we both waved. I had to admit, I was nervous!

I sat at her table. The sun was bright, and there was a light, warm breeze.

“Hi sweetie. How did you sleep?” Ali asked.

“Like a rock. You?”

“Same. Although I woke up really horny, so I came down here and masturbated by the pool.”

“So…uh…about last night,” I said cautiously.

“I’m sorry if I was too aggressive.”

“No, no, it’s ok. It was nice. I…uh…was just wondering what it meant…you know…where it puts us. I guess I never thought of myself as someone who kisses girls.”

“Honey, it’s ok. I think being here, it’s so sexualized, one’s bound to get a little ambiguous.”

“I guess it’s freaking me out a bit, and I’m also worried about our relationship. I’m not really sure where we stand.”

Ali moved her chair around the table to sit next to me and leaned in to give me a hug. “Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I really hate that this is freaking you out. Nothing’s going to change. We’re still best friends. We don’t ever have to do any of that again. It doesn’t matter to me. Our friendship is the most important thing. I love you sweetie, and nothing will stand in the way of our friendship.”

“Ok, well I know maybe I am over reacting a bit.”

“No it’s ok. Elle, anything you want to make it more comfortable…tell me; I’ll do it.” Ali reassured me.

We hugged for a bit. As the anxiety began to melt away, I noticed Jessica approaching with Lydia. They were both totally nude with heels on, and Lydia was carrying a shiny gold vibrator.

“Hi guys!” Jessica said.

We all exchanged hugs and cheek kisses.

“So what’s up?” I asked cheerfully, concealing the weight of the prior moment.

“Not much. I’m on my way to do a class, and Lydia’s going to masturbate by the pool,” Jessica said.

“Oh great! Lyd, maybe I’ll join you. I wanted to take a dip. It’s a beautiful day!” Ali said, sort of stretching out the word “beautiful” for emphasis.

“That’d be great. Find me. I’ll probably be masturbating for the next hour or so, before I go on the clock. Are you coming to Jess’s cunnilingus class today?” Lydia inquired.

“Yes! I forgot to mention it. I’m definitely coming. Elle’s going to come watch.” Ali looked over at me, “Aren’t you?”

“Yep,” I said, directing this at Lydia and Jessica: “I know Ali wants me to be there on her first day.”

“Great!” Jessica said, excitedly. “You’ll enjoy it, I’m sure, and,” she said, grinning at Ali, “so will you, young lady!”

“I’m sure,” Ali said quickly. “Jess, how many girls do you think I’ll…uh… be…uh… doing it on today?”

“Usually, in a given session, you get to perform cunnilingus on 3 or 4 girls. And likewise, 3 or 4 will do it to you.”

“Wow, ok.”

“Don’t be worried, you’ll love it. It’s great to taste the different pussies, and you’ll learn a ton. I hope I get a chance to taste you, Ali.” Jess said, with a soothing quality to her voice.

Ali looked over at me with a half-excited, half-worried look.

“Ok, so see you later today,” Jessica said, and we all bid our goodbyes to one another.

“Shit! What time is it?” I blurted out.

“It’s about 10:15,” Ali said as she pointed out the clock across the patio. Apparently there were tons of clocks around so the guests didn’t have to wear their watches.

“I forgot I’m getting together with Stephanie to masturbate at 11.”

“Oh! Right! The massage girl. Cool!”

“I had better get back and take a shower and get ready. So what should I wear?”

“Wear something casual. I’ve got a really nice v-neck top with a matching canvas belt. It’s in the left drawer.”

“Perfect,” I said, relieved to have simplified my choices. bursa escort I wanted to look nice for Stephanie, but I didn’t want it to be too formal.

“Are you excited to be masturbating with her?” Ali asked.

“Yeah, I’m not particularly horny right now, but I assume I’ll get in the mood. I guess that is the hard part about making an appointment to masturbate!” I said, with a guffaw.

We had a good chuckle about that.

“Well, have a good time, sweetie. Do you want me to stay out of the suite so you guys can have privacy?”

“No, no. Not at all. Come by if you want.”

“Thanks. After I hang out with Lydia I think I’ll take a nap by the pool and then we’ll see.”

“Ok, so off I go!” I said, getting up. As I headed out, I was struck by the familiar image of people standing in the breakfast buffet line. Except that this line consisted entirely of nude women. At that moment, I had a little internal chuckle at how familiar and comfortable this version of hotel reality had already become.

I raced back to the suite and took a shower and got dressed. As I was slipping my shoes on, there was a knock at the door.

I swung the door open and Steph was there. She was wearing a belt and high heels and was carrying a little bag with her.

“You look smashing,” she said to me.

“You too. I’m glad we could get together.”

“Me, too. What a lovely suite!”

“Yeah, we got upgraded by Sarah. Very cool, no?”

“Absolutely,” she said as she scanned the photos on the wall.

“Would you like to have a drink on the balcony?”

“Sure, that’d be great. It’s beautiful out. I see you have a nice view.”

I got Stephanie her preferred drink and poured myself a greyhound, easy on the liquor. We stood on the balcony, leaning on the railing, and talked animatedly. I learned she had been in the same business that I was in, but threw in the towel for a better—at least certainly more sexual—lifestyle! We even knew some names in common in the industry. If only those people could see us now, nude and preparing to masturbate with one another!

“So what did you bring in the bag?” I asked.

“Oh! I brought some toys. Are you into anal masturbation?”

“I have only done it once.”

“Well do you mind if I do it?”

“Of course not. I might try it again myself.”

“Sounds good. I’ll help you if you need. Where should we masturbate? Out here or in the suite?”

“Where would YOU like to do it?”

“Maybe inside? Those couches look sooo comfy!”

“Great! Do you want to start now?” I asked, matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, I’m pretty aroused. I was working this morning and helped several girls come, along with doing a few full body massages. I was looking forward to coming for you.”

We continued as we walked into the living room.

“You do regular massages too?”

“Yeah, come by for one!” She was already caressing her breasts.

“Wow, I’d like that. Oh! Maybe I’ll get a couple of towels….I’m sure I might make a mess,” I said, veering off to the bathroom.

Returning from the bathroom, I saw Steph looking at the pictures on the walls, continuing to caress her breasts.

“So how do you want to do this?” I said as I laid the towels out on the couch. “Do you want me to watch you masturbate and then you can do likewise, or do you want to do it together?”

“Let’s do it together. I also want to hear more about your experiences with that guy Randy.”

Randy was someone—a real jerk, actually—who we’d both worked with at separate companies in the same industry. We chatted while caressing our pussies. No subject seemed untouched, and the conversation flowed incredibly smoothly. Steph had changed positions so that her pussy was more visible to me. I returned the favor. It was amazing looking at her nude body up-close as she became more and more aroused. Steph started shuddering and I watched her face as she came.

“Wow that was quick,” I said, with mock envy.

“Well, I plan to come a few times, so I thought I’d just go for it,” Steph said, as she caught her breath. “I’m going to use a dildo anally now. Do you want to try?”

I was already in plenty of pre-orgasmic bliss, so I declined. I encouraged Steph to go for it. She seemed like a pro at it, liberally lubricating herself and the dildo with a lube she’d brought. I watched as she scooted way down on the couch and slowly inserted the dildo into her anus. It was beautiful to see her eyes seemingly involuntarily close as the dildo went in.

As I watched this unfold, the orgasm swept over me. My body bucked wildy as I came. As my eyes snapped open and shut, I saw Steph smiling beautifully at me, guiding the dildo in and out of her ass.

“Nice?” Steph asked, huskily.

“Yeah. Very. That dildo in you is very hot, I must say.”

“It sure feels good.”

We masturbated and talked more. Half an hour later, Ali keyed into the suite.

“Hi guys!” Ali said, animatedly. “How are you doing?”

“Just great,” I said, sprawled out on the couch, with my legs drawn up to my torso.

Ali walked over to the couch and bent down to exchange cheek kisses with Steph, who was sliding the dildo in and out of her anus. I could see as Ali bent over that her pussy had been and continued to be very wet; a lot of vaginal fluid and residue had visibly accumulated between her legs.

“So, uh, Al, do you need a towel for your pussy?”

As she sat down, Ali spread her legs to inspect her pussy. She apparently couldn’t see the build up of ooze from her vantage point.

“Do I need it?”

“Well not necessarily, but I could see build up on your pussy. It looks like you have been having a lot of fun,” I said, grinning.

“Yeah, well I came pretty hard a few times. I think Lydia and I masturbated for almost an hour by the pool.”

Steph chimed in, “Do you guys ever taste yourselves while you’re masturbating? I especially love tasting girl cum when it’s sort of congealed a bit and sort of oozing from a girl’s opening. I do that a lot to other girls when giving vaginal massages.”

“Hmm, there’s an idea,” I said, strangely intrigued. “They like for you to do that?”

“Yeah, a lot of girls like it when I eat their cum. Of course, I also go down on a lot of my clients. “

“Do you want to taste my cum, before I clean it up?” Ali asked Jessica.

“Yeah! Why not? Scoot over a bit.”

“So,” Ali instructed, “I can’t really see down there, so just scoop up whatever you want with your finger. Is there enough there?”

“Yeah. Even if it’s a small amount, I love it,” Steph said as she put her dildo aside. She leaned in and scooped up some of the residue, sticking her finger in her mouth and sort of provocatively licking it clean. She reached over for a final bit.

“Wow you’re still quite juicy, there a nice bit of girl cum here. You won’t need a towel anymore,” she said with an aroused grin.

“Good?” Ali said, with a little embarrassed trepidation.

“Yeah, great. Thanks. I really love that.”

Ali looked relieved.

All of this intimate eroticism was making me so horny and just then I started coming. Steph and Ali watched me as my whole body undulated. I felt so exposed, and it felt good.

“You look beautiful when you come,” Steph said, resuming her anal dildo play.

“You’re too kind. That felt great. I couldn’t believe how great it looked to see you taste Ali’s cum. Speaking of which, Ali’s going to be tasting some pussy juice this afternoon.”

Steph looked at Ali for elucidation.

“I’m going to the cunnilingus class. Beginner, of course.”

“Oh great! That’ll be fun. Are you nervous?”

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

“Don’t be. It’ll be fun. You’ll make good friends, too. I’m still really close to the first girl I went down on.” There was a pause, and then Steph changed the subject a bit. “So have you done any pee play?”

“I like to pee sometimes while I masturbate. I peed for Elle one time when we were away at my parents’ desert house.”

“That’s great. There’s a great class on that if you want to check it out. Several of my clients like to pee while they’re receiving their vaginal massages.”

“How does that work?” I asked.

“Well, they just come in with full bladders, and we have a special massage room for that, because it obviously gets very wet. Most want to have their orgasms coincide with them releasing the pee.”

Just then, Steph shuddered as she came. This one wasn’t as big as the previous one.

“Wow…. Sorry for the interruption,” she said sheepishly, pulling the dildo out of her ass. We both giggled, and Ali gave her a quick affirming caress on her outer thigh. “So, is anyone hungry? I’m starved.”

It was already afternoon; we’d been hanging around masturbating and talking for more than an hour. I didn’t eat anything at all when I met Ali at the breakfast patio.

“Yeah, I am,” I chimed in. “Al?”

“I’m maybe too nervous about doing that class, but I’ll go with you guys. Will I have enough time to get ready before 2?”

“There’s really nothing to do to get ready,” Steph said. “It’s really come as you are.”

“But what about freshening up? I probably ought to take a shower.”

“You could, but all you really might want to do is freshen up here with the bidet. It’s not a high pressure deal.”

“Should I get dressed up?” Ali was clearly worried about all the “pre flight” details.

“Well, since it’s a daytime class, it’s really meant to be casual. Probably most girls will be dressed like you are now, or just completely nude.”

“Ok, well, so, let’s go then,” Ali said.

We all got up and wiped our pussies, put our shoes on and padded out the door. At the restaurant, Steph and I ate like horses, and Ali picked at a fruit plate. After lunch, we wandered around the grounds a bit and chatted with a few girls. Ali went back to the suite to freshen up and consider changing outfits. At a bit before 2, we headed over the classroom area. There were about 10 women in there, all chatting nervously. Many wore waist görükle escort bayan chains and some kind of shoes, but were otherwise fully nude. Ali had changed out of her shirt and was just wearing a belt, along with mid-high heels. We introduced ourselves to each in the group, and then I saw Jessica walk in.

“Hey girl!” I exclaimed.

“Hey Elle! How are you guys doing?” Jess asked.

“Great,” I said, replying for the both of us. “Steph says hi. We masturbated earlier.”

“Oh great!” Jess said as she moved to the front of the room. The room was outfitted with several gynecologist-style tables with stirrups and also a number of comfy-looking day beds, as well as several plush chairs. One of the “exam” tables was outfitted with what looked like a camera system.

“Ok girls, my name is Jessica, and I’m here to teach the cunnilingus class. As you know, this is a masturbation resort, but a lot of girls are curious about being with other girls, so we offer this kind of experience for those who are curious. This is typically a beginner class, so I would love to just get the lay of the land and go around the room and have each of you introduce yourselves, tell me a little bit about your masturbation habits and also why you’re here, what you want to get out of it, and maybe if you’ve had any previous experience.”

Each girl took her turn, and the group applauded for each one as they shared their intimate aspirations. Pretty much all were straight girls who were avid masturbators. I guess I never really thought about how many women might have Ali’s (and I guess my) proclivity for a masturbation “lifestyle.”

Most had gotten the idea of trying cunnilingus here, citing the incredibly sexualized atmosphere and all the beautiful women. One girl said, “You think you’re straight but then you’re surrounded by all these beautiful nude women, and it sort of makes you think about trying other things. It sort of changes your concept of what’s sexy.” A few of the girls described some experiences with other women. Jane, a redhead with a beautiful body described how she’d had a couple of experiences eating pussy in her adolescence and how she wanted to see what it was like in adulthood. One of the women was, like me, just there to watch.

At her turn, Ali said, “I’m Ali, and I’m visiting OnaSpa with my best friend Elle, who’s over there, for moral support. The only girl I’ve gone down on is Elle. I did it last night, and I enjoyed it a lot, but I want to try it other women. I love to masturbate and stay nude for long stretches of time, so this place is unbelievably perfect for me.”

“So, thank you everyone for sharing,” Jessica said. “What I want to do first is to show you guys the camera seat. I can perform certain techniques, and you can see them up close on those TV screens,” she said, pointing to 4 large flat panel TVs on each wall.

Jessica beckoned to the back of the room behind me and there was Lydia! Ali and I waved to her and she flashed a bright smile.

“Lydia is my assistant for this class and she’s going to be my ‘demonstration subject’.”

Lydia knew this to be her cue and headed toward the middle of the front wall where the camera-equipped exam table sat. Lydia climbed up on the table, and Jessica helped her legs into the footrests. Jessica grabbed Lydia’s hips and guided them into a certain position, and then she flicked on a switch. Suddenly we could see Lydia’s vagina vividly displayed on the screen, from an angle.

“So first I want you girls to choose a partner. Maybe just pick the person nearest you. You’ll all get a chance to eat several girls, so don’t over think it.

Ali turned to the girl nearest her. Her name was Kyle and she was extraordinarily beautiful, a sort of sandy blonde, with nicely trimmed pussy hair. They held hands and then hugged each other for reassurance.

“So once you’ve chosen a partner, decide between yourselves who’ll be the receiver and who’ll be the giver. There are exam tables like this one, or you can choose a day bed or even a chair. Whatever’s more comfortable, or sexy, or both. The exam tables can be raised or lowered to make it more comfortable for the girl doing the licking.”

Ali and Kyle decided Kyle would be the giver first. Each of the five pairs of girls moved to a spot in the room—most choosing the exam tables, surprisingly. The ‘receivers’ mounted their tables or beds and their partners helped them spread their legs and put their feet in the right places.

“I’m sooo nervous,” Ali mouthed silently to me as she settled in with her legs agape.

Audibly, I said, “You look great. Enjoy it.”

Ali and Kyle were talking back and forth, giggling nervously. I overheard Ali say, “Let me know if it doesn’t taste, uh, right and I’ll go freshen up.”

Kyle replied, “Ok, no problem. I’m sure it’ll be great.”

“You seem confident,” Ali said in amazement.

“No, not really. I have major butterflies. But I’m glad my first time is with you. You are really gorgeous and nice.”

Jessica’s voice interrupted their conversation. “Ok, so I want to give just some basic pointers, so look over here or up at the screens. How many girls are wet already? Raise your hands.”

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Thinking back on what happened here, I do feel I acted quite foolishly. Honestly, I wonder how i didn’t see this all coming. Let me not spoil it for you. Enjoy.

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“Harry. Harry. Wake up” my Mum’s voice echoed in my head, I opened my eyes, she was standing at the door, forearms folded and one arm resting on the door frame.

“Yeah I’m awake, I’m awake,” I said groggily as I sat up looking around to see if I’d left any evidence of my masturbation lying around.

“What happened?” I asked.

“I need you to go get some things from the grocery store for me, would’ve gone myself but I’m making dinner.”

“Alright Mum. Gimme a second to get ready.”

“Okay,” she said still standing still there waiting for me to get up.

“Uhm, Mum I uhm, I’m ahh sorta… You know…” I rambled awkwardly gesturing to my body from the waist down, I was nude.

“Ohhhh, I’m sorry honey I didn’t realise,” she smiled and put one hand over her lips and turned to go. “It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before though,” she said as she disappeared from view.

“Mum!” I said trying to act ‘normal’, in actuality I wanted her to walk over to my bed and shove my cock deep inside her throat, coating it with her saliva as she played with herself, i knew she wanted it too but we both were pretending at the moment, i think. “I need to do something about this,” I thought referring to the situation then I looked down at my blanket, I already had a hard-on. I could hear her laughing as she walked away because of my reaction.

I stood up from the bed, took a quick shower and set off for the grocery store after collecting Mum’s credit card and car key.

I got back home about forty-five minutes later, dropped Mum’s key on the living room table and stepped into the kitchen to see what we were having for dinner, it was Turkey and a special sauce she liked to make every now and then, “Yum,” I said trying to stop myself from grabbing a piece.

“Mum I’m home!” I announced, there was no answer so i decided to go let her know I was here so she’d come out for dinner.

When I got to her room I saw that the door was almost closed, I knocked but she didn’t answer, I didn’t want to peep so I knocked again and then, “Oh God yes,” came her desperate moan from inside, I opened the door just a bit and saw my Mum, headphones in her ear, eyes glued to a laptop screen and a vibrator on her clit, she was watching porn, thankfully she wasn’t facing the door.

“Holy shit,” i exclaimed under my breath with eyes widened.

I wanted to barge in and see what would happen but decided against it, because I wasn’t sure how she’d react, although the fact that she just recently started leaving her door open was proof enough that she wanted something, a part of me still had doubts, I loved watching her make love to her pussy and I didn’t want it to stop.

I took out my cock which was slowly gaining length from my pants and stroked it softly as I watched my hot Mum moan in pleasure as her orgasm drew nearer. “Yes baby, fuck mummy’s pussy. Fucking make her cum,” she escort fatih whispered, I almost didn’t hear her.

My cock stood at full length now, I stroked faster, those words turned me on, I wanted to put my cock inside her so bad, “Your baby’s right here Mum,” I thought to myself.

I couldn’t help but think she knew I was watching and it turned me on even more. Suddenly she arched her back and started to jerk her hips back and forth, “Ohhh yesssss. Fuuuuck” she whispered as she started shaking violently, her vibrator still on her clit for a few seconds until she couldn’t take it anymore, she lay there shaking as she rode the waves of her orgasm.

I stroked harder trying to cum right after her but she was already done thrashing around and I was nowhere near close; masturbating with a dry cock didn’t feel as good as with lube. She sat up and I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish here so I left for my room, I wanted to cum so bad, I didn’t even bother putting my dick back in my pants, I just walked swiftly to my door with my dick swinging left and right in the air.

As i got to my door I impatiently opened it noisily and it seems she’d turned off her porn because she called out, “Harry! Is that you honey? Come down for dinner before it gets cold, don’t make me come and get you.”

“Fuck,” I mouthed, I knew she wasn’t joking but I really wanted to cum. “Alright Mum, I’ll be down in a second,” I opened the door, stepped in, put my back against the door and continued to stroke my dick as fast as I could without killing the pleasure and I thought of my naked Mum as she watched porn, I imagined myself walking into the room, unnoticed until i stuck my dick into her pussy…

Then there was a knock on my door, “Harry, where are you? Turkeys not gonna eat itself.” She turned the door knob, that sent a shock wave through my body, the blood flowed back into my brain and I knew I had to stop. I stuck my dick right back inside my pants with the head facing my head and my pants holding the shaft so it wouldn’t be so visible.

I opened the door before she did, “Alright I’m coming, just how good is this Turkey anyway?” Then I looked at her and my dick twitched in my pants.

From the waist up Mum wore a smile and a crop top that barely covered her boobs, she wasn’t even wearing a bra, I could see the lower fleshy skin of her massive jugs peering through the underside of the crop top, they were calling me to grab them whole and suck on their nipples. Thinking about it now, I probably should have said something about her ‘inappropriate’ dressing but I was in too deep at that point to even comprehend the moral implications of what was going on.

From the waist down she wore tight elastic sweat pants, they held on tightly to her hips and accentuated her curves, as if they weren’t pronounced enough, I glanced downward for a second and saw the impression her puffy lips made on her sweat pants, I imagined running my length through them, “Fuuuuck,” I thought.

“You’ll see, come on.” She said as she walked towards the kitchen.

“You escort istanbul look amazing Mum,” I blurted out behind her.

“Why thank you honey,” She giggled turning back only slightly.

I watched her ass as she moved, God! it was amazing, I wanted to grab those cheeks and fuck her bare back with her hands on the wall and my hands on her breasts as she said my name out loud after every moan, then I’d kiss the back of her neck as my strokes went so deep my engorged member touched her cervix, I felt a bulge grow in my pants, I tried thinking of something else to get my hard-on to go away but Mum wasn’t helping at all.

She seemed to be moving her hips vigorously, intentionally trying to get my attention, “Is this all in my head?” I asked myself.

Dinner was awesome, My Mum is an amazing cook, she cooked food as good as she looked, tasty. I had been staring at her boobs constantly, I think she caught me once or twice; I was mostly hard through the entire affair. I’d gotten some wine at the store which we drank as we ate so we were quite tipsy after dinner.

I did the dishes and Mum sat on the kitchen counter asking me questions about the girls in my life.

“So how’s Gwen? Have you guys spoken recently?”

Gwen was my ex; she was someone I preferred not to talk about so I didn’t really talk much about her when Mum asked.

“No, no we haven’t.”

“Ohhh, you haven’t gotten over her have you?” She said in such a soft voice I might have shed a tear, I didn’t give an answer I just kept doing the dishes. “Don’t worry baby, you’ll heal. So that’s why I haven’t seen you with a girl for the past six months huh?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’m not ready for a relationship yet and I wanna take my time.”

“That’s good, I guess you must be feeling really blue up here” she touched her chest and I nodded, “And down there too,” she said suggestively and smiled sheepishly.

“Mum!” I stopped washing the dishes and turned towards her pouting my lips, she laughed so hard, I smiled and continued washing the dishes, “Maybe,” I finally said.

“There used to be so many of them over until Gwen, I had to buy ear plugs at a point” She added laughing, I was a bit embarrassed but still found what she was saying quite funny.

She sat with me till I was done and kept asking provoking questions making innuendos whenever she could and I kept pretending I didn’t like it. After I was done she decided to watch her favourite shows, I didn’t really have much to do so it was easy for her to convince me to join her.

We sat on a single sofa, the first show wasn’t so bad, she fell asleep during the second one, I realised half way into the show that she’d stopped gasping when ‘shocking’ things happened to the her favourite characters then a few minutes later I felt her head fall on my left shoulder, she held my hand and snuggled closer, her boob melted into my arm, I could feel the underside of the bare flesh of her right breast on my skin; it felt so warm, my cock strained inside my pants. Each time she readjusted, my cock tried to do escort bayan taksim the same.

The room was dimly lit so I wasn’t too worried that she’d see my boner if she woke up, her readjusting finally lifted her top just enough that I could see the silhouette of her nipple, although the lighting made it hard to see it still turned me on and my tent grew. She’d interrupted me before dinner and now with her boob pressing against me, barely covered by her crop top, I was aching for a release. After 20 minutes of ogling her big soft tit as it rubbed against my arm a bad idea popped into my head, I couldn’t take it any longer, I took a chance, I reached for my cock and started to rub it through my pants.

My mind went back to the time I saw her using her vibrator, I grabbed my cock through my pants and jerked myself off slowly watching her to see if she would wake up, the fear of getting caught made it more exciting, I wanted to cum so bad. I wanted to grab her head and stick my rod into her mouth, she kept making sweet sleep noises that sounded like moans, they turned my twisted mind on.

I finally took my cock out and stroked my bare meat as I imagined fucking my Mother right on this sofa, she moved her body slightly, I stared at her tits as my hand continued to stroked my cock, I was so close. I stroked harder, I tried so hard not to move my body so she wouldn’t wake up. I pictured that moment when I entered her wet pussy in my imagination before she called me out for dinner trying to imagine how it would feel and how she’d moan as my meat filled her pussy, “Ohh fuck,” I whispered involuntarily, I could feel the cum coming, I braced myself so I wouldn’t move much, just then I realised I didn’t have anything to clean up with, “Shit,” I thought, it was too late, I didn’t want to stop, my muscles were already tensing up, “I’ll just cum in my pants,” i said to myself.

Just as I was about to erupt, the most unexpected thing happened, My Mum who was supposedly sleeping bent her head down to my cock and enveloped my cock’s head inside her wet mouth. I spewed my seeds all inside her mouth, “Fuck,” I said under my breath, I came so hard and she took in every single drop. My cock continued to pulse at irregular intervals inside her mouth as it gradually lost wood.

Mum took her head off my shrinking member and took her hair back to the back of her head as she sat back up, she looked at me then swallowed the last bit of cum in her mouth noisily and licked her lips, “Hmmm,” I sat there speechless and satisfied, “Sorry I slept off honey, how was the rest of the show?” She asked as if nothing had happened.

“Uhmmm… That guy… uh Michael… he, he was the father.” I stammered still trying to figure out what I just saw, and felt.

“I knew it! …” She said in a slightly raised voice and continued to blab on about the characters and the story so far, all I could think of was what just happened, I just sat there with my mouth open and my eyes darting back and forth, i couldn’t even maintain eye contact.

“Well I’d better turn in for the night honey,” she yawned after talking for nearly a minute, “Goodnight, make sure you come to bed okay,” she kissed me on the cheek and left for her room not waiting for my reply, I just sat there like a dummy for a minute.

“What?” I asked myself in the empty room.

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The Girl Next Door — Day with Kimmy

Authors Note: This is the next chapter to the The Girl Next Door story. While you don’t have to read the first story, it would help provide context to this one.

I would like to thank everyone that took the time to read the first story and for all the comments. I appreciate the encouraging words and constructive criticism; both are always welcome.

I would like to again, sincerely thank HeyAll for editing and guidance on this story! Very much appreciated to get some help from one of my favorite authors.

All characters in the story are over 18.

Chapter 5

Waking up the next morning I knew I had to focus on work. I also knew that would be hard to do, with the thoughts of Tammi and the last several days in my mind. Especially her saying that she wanted to try anal.

Before I got started with work, I decided to order some of the things I would need for our next ‘adventure’ at her request. Her request was, anal. I was hellbent on making it an unforgettable sensual experience for us to share.

I opened the browser to Amazon and started to search for the items.

Let’s see, definitely will need the green cap Astroglide lube.

‘Should I get the one-time purchase, or will I need the Subscribe & Save option?’ I wondered out loud.

I add the One-Time purchase to the cart. Smiling and hopeful that I would have to upgrade to subscribe and save later.

What else? Definitely need butt-plugs. Searching, I find what I was looking for. Small-Medium-Large starter kit.

CLICK. Added to the cart.

Looking at the displayed suggested items I see something that brings a grin to my face.

“Oh, I a stainless butt plug. The pink jewel looks HOT! She LOVES pink.”

CLICK. Into the cart it goes.

Thinking back to some of the Anal Category Literotica stories, an idea comes to me.

“God yes! Nipple Clamps.”

I find a set with bells on the end and a chain attaching them.

Grinning and imagining the chain pulling down on her nipples, the clip pinched tight.

‘Add to cart’. CLICK.

I think that should do it!

Going to the cart to checkout I see the delivery dates. UGGGG!

Damn, the butt plugs are on backorder. They won’t get here until after the weekend. We cant make this work without the butt plugs!

SHIT. Tammi and I were hoping that we would make this next adventure happen Saturday night.

I called Tammi, who just started back from spring break, to let her know about the order issue. I knew that after a hectic start back to school, she would be looking forward to the weekend.

“Hey, Tammi. I hope you have a great day back and school,”

“Hi Baby! I’m in the car on the way to class and looking forward to seeing my friends.”

“Babe, I have good news and bad news about the order,” I continued.

“Humm. Good news and bad news. Well let’s have it,” she chuckled.

“Well, the good news is I got things ordered, bad news is that it won’t be in until next week. So, we will have to wait a little longer for our next ‘adventure’. I’m sorry baby”

“Awwww, Jason it ok. I want it to be special. If we have to wait, then we do. I am sure we can find something to keep us busy this weekend baby.”

“Oh, based on the last couple of days, I’m sure we can,” I laughed.

“Ok babe, I am at school. Talk later.”

I have to say I was a little disappointed. Exploring anal with Tammi was something that I woke up thinking about. My hard cock was a testament to that. I guess I should get over it and get back focused on work.

The day went by quickly. Calls, emails, texts all helped to make the day go by.

I knew Tammi had a busy day with clinicals and would not have much time until she got home later that night.

Since I had not yet gone for a run in my new neighborhood, it seemed like a good idea.

One of the things I liked about this area is that there were a ton of biking and running trails. I set out on a 5-mile run. Looking around as I ran, I was more convinced that this move was a great decision. The area was wonderful, and the run confirmed what Kim Bradford, my real estate agent, and Tammi’s best friend told me. I had made a great choice.

Making it back home, I pulled off my shirt and shoes and jumped in the pool to cool off.

About 5 minutes later, I heard a sliding door open from next-door. Tammi came across her yard, beer in hand.

A big smile on her face, she strolled over to her gate and entered my pool area.

“I saw you round the corner, all sweaty and hot, and thought you might need a beer,” she smiled.

Then a sound that I can never get tired of. The sounds of a can of beer being opened. “Pshsh.”

She squatted down at the edge of the pool, and beer in hand, offering it to me.

Looking up and her, I was tempted to grab the beer and her hand and pull her in, clothes, and all into the pool. After all, who doesn’t love a aksaray escort wet T-shirt contest? Right?

However, I didn’t want to push my luck. I took the beer, looked into her eyes, and raised it.

“Cheers, Tammi. Here’s to you and the rest of the semester. Thank you.”

“Thank you, Jason. This is a tough semester with having to do clinicals. I will need to be extra focused.”

Taking a big gulp, I enjoyed the taste of the cold beer. Even more, I enjoyed being with her.

She was still in her student nurse’s scrubs, apparently just getting home from school. The maroon color looked so good on her. Even though she was a student, it was obvious that she had those tailored. They fit too well on her- following the contours of her body. Not the kind of one size fits all scrubs.

“By the way, I talked with Kimmy and what do you think about going to Wekiwa Springs with us on Saturday. Kimmy and I go there a lot. It is a fun place. Canoeing, Hiking, Biking, and swimming. Please, say you will go.”

I looked at the smile on her face and how could I say no?

“Of course babe. I want to learn all about this area. It sounds like fun! Who would say no to spending time with not one but TWO beautiful women?”

“Oh! Is that right? Is that why you are going to go? Two beautiful women,” she said as she punched my arm,” Just remember who your ‘babe’ is.”

“Tammi, you will never need to remind me of that!”

“I better get back and start my homework. I have several reports about today’s rounds to get done.”

“OK, thanks for the beer and if you get bored, feel free to come to your window,” I said with a grin on my face.

“I will keep that in mind if I need a break. But if I do that, I might not get back to my work.”

She smiled as she looked over her shoulder walking back to her house.

I finished the beer relaxing in the pool before heading in myself to grab some dinner.

I wondered if there would be a show tonight. After checking several times, I decided that Tammi was making the right choice and doing her clinical reports. I decided to head to bed.

As I woke up the next morning, I saw a text from Tammi.

Tammi: Sorry ?, I didn’t get around to the show last night. Just knew if I started, I would not stop and would not get anything else done. LOL

Jason: It’s OK Tammi, first things first. I am really looking forward to Saturday and spending some time with you and with Kimmy. She was so wonderful in helping me find a place. I can never thank her enough for finding this place for me.

Tammi: I know she had a great time working with you and I know we will have a great time! Talk to you later ??

My mind started to wonder about Saturday. I love the time with Tammi and it would be nice to get to know her best friend Kim a little better. We had a great working relationship while she helped me locate a place down here. It would be nice to get to know her on a personal level.

Kimmy, like Tammi, is about 5’4″ — 5’5″ inches. Both are blondes, Tammi’s hair is longer, and Kimmy’s is cut shoulder length. Both have that Florida girl look. Beautiful with bright white smiles. Kim had a darker tan than Tammi. While Tammi has an athletic body, Kimmy has more curves and those curves are topped off with a nice set of what I guess are 36D’s. I wondered if they were natural or implants. But because Kimmy dressed so professionally when we were working together, I could not tell.

Knowing that Wekiwa Springs will involve swimming, figured that I would find out when she was in her bikini. Natural or Implants! I was just hoping that Tammi would not mind me finding out.

The rest of the week went by quickly. Tammi and I talked on the cell, texted and chatted in person when she got home.

She was getting home late, her dad was already home, and we were not able to get any real private time if you know what I mean. We stole a kiss when we could, but that was about all. Even so, I enjoyed our talks.

I heard about her day, what she learned, and how focused she was about learning. Her compassion came thru when she talked about her clinicals and her opportunity to interact with patients. It was clear, she had a big heart and cared for others.

Friday afternoon came around and I packed it in early. I grabbed a towel, a beer, and headed to my pool.

About 20 minutes later I saw Tammi’s call pull in and just behind her was Kimmy’s white BMW.

They both got out of their cars and waved over to me and said they were going to change and asked if it would be OK for them to join me.

“I would love that. Come on over,” I yelled over.

As I was sitting on one of the steps, I watched them make their way over to my pool. They brought some beer and some snacks with them. Tammi using a long t-shirt as a cover-up. Kimmy had her black bikini top on and yellow Lulumon shorts complementing the top.

Both girls got down to their bikinis and walked into the escort pool. My hopes of then jumping in and losing their tops were dashed.

One thing that was not dashed was my first look at Kimmy in her bikini. I didn’t have to wait until Saturday, I thought to myself.

She was well built with curves in all the right places. I could tell that her breasts were all-natural.

I guess she hid them to be professional, but there was no hiding them now. If I had to guess the top was a size too small and her breasts spilled out the side and the top was just a triangle that barely covered her nipples. I hoped that Tammi didn’t catch me staring at Kimmy.

As I looked away from Kimmy, Tammi smiled at me. One of those smiles that signaled I was busted, but she did not mind. What could I do but just smile back?

We had a great time talking about all kinds of things. How they met, their longstanding friendship and their boyfriends, and how immature men their age were. The conversation flowed freely and was entertaining.

Turns out Tammi and Kimmy have been friends since second grade. Each feeling like they were part of the other family. They frequently spent time at each other’s homes. Sleepovers, breakfast, lunch, dinners, they always seemed to be with each other. They grew up together, went to the same school thru high school together. Double dated together. They were like two peas in a pod.

As the conversation worked its way to their high school years, I was fascinated to learn some things about them. They each talked, sometimes one finishing the others sentence. It was clear that they indeed were the best of friends.

I loved listening to them and what they had to say. Especially the part where they wanted to learn to kiss and how they would practice on each other. They were quick to add that it was just kissing and did not go anywhere past that.

Kimmy was incredibly open, sharing that they would talk about their latest date. How they would compare and share how big their dates cocks were. How good they were at eating pussy. How big a load they would shoot, either into their open mouths or deep in their pussy.

As she talked, I started to pair images of them doing these various things, my cock stiffened.

They also shared how they would double date. When they knew that Tammi’s dad would be working thru the night, they would go back to Tammi’s house and do Netflix and chill.

They told me about a few times where they would be together with their boyfriends and eventually, either on the couch or in Tammi’s bed, they all wound up either half or completely naked.

One thing would lead to another and they would start to suck their boyfriends off, or their boyfriend would eat them out and they would wind up next to each other each taking their boyfriends dicks for a good ride or fucking side by side.

I guess women talk about sex as much as us guys do! I was glad they were comfortable sharing with me.

My curiosity, along with my hardening cock, got the better of me and I had to ask, “And what about you two? You two must have given your boyfriends a show. Sucking on each other’s tits and eating each other. Right?”

“Oh my god no!” Tammi replied, “We made a deal that we would never be intimate with each other. We would not cross that line. It was hot fucking next to each other, our boyfriends liked seeing each other’s girlfriend naked and getting fucked, but not anything that involved the two of us. Besides, I’m sure our boyfriends would not suck each other off — fair is fair,” she smiled.

I glanced over to Kimmy, and she seemed to have a half-disappointed face. I started to ask her about what she thought about being with another woman, but Tammi interrupted, looking at her watch and saying her dad would be home soon.

Tammi had planned to put together a late dinner for when he got home.

Something seemed odd about the abrupt nature of her comment. But, off they went, getting out of the pool and toweling off and putting their cover-ups back on.

I slowly made my way out of the pool, mindful of my half-hard cock, I followed them to the table and chairs.

I hugged Kimmy, then she turned to walk out the gate.

I grabbed Tammi and gave her a big hug and kiss. As our lips locked, she wrapped one arm around my neck, the other hand slide down to my cock.

She gently rubbed my cock.

“You can enjoy looking at her, but you can’t touch. This is mine,” she said as she gave my cock a squeeze.

I moaned as she released my cock, I looked down into her eyes.

“It’s all yours baby, I’m no fool.”

Tammi turned and followed Kimmy out the gate.

Looking over her shoulder, she said, “we’ll see you at 7:30 AM! Park opens at 8:00 so we will get there as it opens.”

I just watched as those two firm asses bounced out the gate, shaking my head and thinking, “Yep, I made the right choice moving down here!”

I got up around 7:00 AM and poked around the house and promptly at 7:30 AM, I met kağıthane escort the girls at my car.

The girls brought a picnic lunch and their swim bag. I had a backpack with a towel and a change of clothes.

The girls were each wearing a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt. Tammi was in her familiar pink top and Kimmy in a coral one. Both were gorgeous and there is no doubt they would be getting a lot of looks at the park. We hopped into the car and were off to Wekiva Springs.

On the drive, we talked about what Wekiva had to offer. Hiking, canoeing, biking, kayaking and of course swimming. It seemed to have a little of everything. We decided that we would hike the grounds first and then kayak around and go to one of their favorite picnic spots for lunch.

We pulled in just as the park was opening with a few cars in front of us. We paid the $6.00 entrance, found a shady parking spot, and got ready for the hike.

Since I had a large backpack, I threw some of the waters we brought with us into it and we set off. I was excited to explore the area and even more excited to spend time with Tammi and Kim.

The park is a nature sanctuary. Birds, squirrels, otters, and various other animals. I was hoping to see an alligator, but then again, I wasn’t. The girls assured me they would protect me if we came across one. I guess I might have looked a little more apprehensive than I thought.

The hike was on a relatively flat, marked 8-mile trail. We took our time to explore everything the trail had to offer. The plants and flowers were abundant, and I loved the palm trees! Not many palm trees in Northern Virginia. Being less than 30 min away from a park-like this and in this weather was so satisfying.

Our conversation was wide-ranging. A lot of it centered around the beauty of the park, but we did find time to talk about personal things. Tammi talked about school and how much she is learning. Kim talked about work and some of the creeps that she came across selling houses. I talked about how little I missed the Virginia area.

The girls stopped often to take a pic or a selfie and promptly posted them on Snap Chat for their friends. They even included me in some of the pics. We took breaks to grab a drink of water or a quick granola bar and made our way along the trail. Each turn of the trail presented another thing to explore or another animal to see.

We finished the hike and sat down, a little sweaty, each of us enjoying a nice cold water that we bought at the concession stand. We bought a few extra waters and grabbed the picnic from the car and loaded it into my rental kayak and pushed off. We were paddling our way to find the girls’ favorite picnic spot.

It did not take long to get to the spot, and right after we got the kayaks on the beach, the girls stripped down to their bikinis and sprinted back into the water. I quickly followed.

The cool water was refreshing and very welcome after the hike. Kim had the bikini from the night before, which again, left nothing to the imagination. Tammi had her coral top and back bikini, not leaving much to the imagination either.

After cooling off Tammi walked thru the water and put her arms around my neck, kissing me deeply. Then she whispered so Kim could not hear, “remember you can look but no touching.”

“Yes my love,” I replied as a smile grew on my face.

Busted again. I was starting to think she was psychic and reading my mind.

Then lifting her up, I tossed her into the water, a shriek filling the air.

Kim and I just looked at each other, then at Tammi, and laughed.

That toss leads to a heated splash battle that left all of us laughing and smiling in the warm sun.

One thing I did notice is that the cool springs water left the girls’ nipples hard and poking thru their tops. My smile just got bigger as I enjoyed the scene.

After splashing and cooling off, we laid the blanket out and had the packed picnic lunch. The girls did a great job putting together a healthy assortment of fruit, cheese, trail mix, and a bottle of red wine. We leisurely had the picnic as we continued to talk and laugh.

As the picnic started to wind down, Tammi flashed me a smile as I looked at her eyes. Her gaze then dropped down to between her legs, then back up to me.

“I am so ready,” she mouthed.

Then quickly looking over to Kimmy, she pulled her bikini aside, flashing her pussy at me.

What could I do but smile and shake my head at her teasing? She knew that I could not do anything at the park and with Kim there.

“You just wait, you tease.” I shook my finger at her smiling.

We grabbed the blanket packed up and before getting back in the kayaks for the return trip, took another quick dip in the cool water.

We returned the kayaks and heading to the car I turned to the girls and put an arm around each of them.

“I just want you both to know what a great time I had with you today. Thank you for including me and for showing me the area. I hope we can do more of this.”

Kim was the first to reply. “Well, since you had a good time so far, how about we get some steaks, fish or whateves and throw it on the grill. We can pick something up and Publix on the way back. How about that Tammi?”

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This story is a slow burn. There is sex in it but character development is the primary focus on this chapter. Hope you enjoy and as always constructive criticism is welcomed.

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“When will JaVaughn take no for an answer.” Devyn said to Kelsie, as she rolled her eyes and deleted the text message JaVaughn sent her.

“Oh wow, I don’t know how you do it girl, just looking at him makes my panties damp.” Kelsie replied back to Devyn, as they arranged flowers to be displayed.

“You and everyone else. I like guys that are cute and conservative. Like the guy over there in aisle seven. He is attractive but doesn’t appear to be a show off.”

“Yeah he’s kinda cute, but he doesn’t have that swagger that JaVaughn has though.”

“Well how about I give you JaVaughn’s number so he can leave me the hell alone.”

“Um no thanks. That anaconda between his legs is going nowhere near me. I’d like to be able to walk ya know.”

“But I thought he made your panties damp.” Devyn teased.

“He does, but I would still be scared to get with someone that big.”

“Do you really think JaVaughn is hung like they say he is?”

“Yes I do, because Gabbie hooked up with him about a year ago and wanted to press charges.”

“For what? Did he beat her or something?”

“No no no nothing like that.” Kelsie chuckled.

“Then what for?” Devyn asked with a confused look on her face.

“For assault and battery on vajayjay. And you know it is serious when Gabbie says it’s huge. I love that girl, but you and I both know she can be a little loose with the goods if you know what I mean.”

“Say no more.” Devyn said while holding her hand up to signal she heard enough.

“Gotcha. Anyway are we still on for that Uptown Art class this Saturday?”

“You know it. Any time I can drink alcohol and pretend that I’m a famous artist count me in.” Devyn laughed.

“Oh you are such a lush, but then again so am I. Anyway I know you and Charlie were suppose to go, I just hope I’m a good last minute substitution.”

“Girl you know you are. Besides, I had to beg Charlie to sign up with me, but since he is out of the picture I can go with someone that will actually enjoy the class.” Devyn said before checking her phone again.

“Fucking asshole.” Devyn mumbled as she angrily jammed her phone back in her pocket.

“What did JaVaughn say this time?” Kelsie asked.

“It wasn’t JaVaughn, it was Charlie wishing us a happy anniversary.”

“But I thought y’all were done?”

“We are. He is just saying that to try and get under my skin. Well fuck him, I’m not giving that smug bastard the opportunity to gloat.”

“Maybe you should hook up with JaVaughn and send him a picture afterwards, because that is what Charlie did to you after sleeping with Brooke.”

“Nah I’ll pass, because if I did, all JaVaughn and Charlie would do is high five each other and bad mouth me behind my back.”

“Really? You think so.”

“I know so. JaVaughn acts like him and Charlie are not that good of friends, but I have a feeling they are closer than he lets on.” Devyn said with an irritated sigh.

“Ok, well you have a customer to tend to, because I need to step in the cooler to do something real quick.” Kelsie said before Devyn could understand why she wanted to quickly abandon her all of a sudden.

“Umm excuse me.” The man from aisle seven said to Devyn as her back was turned to him.

“May I help you.” Devyn said curtly, with her back turned to the man, as the message from Charlie, and Kelsie quickly scooting into the cooler without much warning, left her a little rattled.

She immediately regretted being rude once she turned around and realized it was the man from aisle seven.

“Bad day huh?” The man from aisle seven said, as he was unfazed by Devyn’s curtness.

“You don’t know the half of it.” Devyn said softening her voice and sighing with relief as the man did not seem to take offense to her being short with him.

“Yeah it messed me up pretty bad when I found out too.”

“Huh? I don’t follow.” Devyn said as she gave the man a curious look.

“Oh I was just saying that I was pretty upset too when I found out Santa Claus was fake.” The man said while keeping a straight face.

“Oh ok gotcha.” Devyn said, as her facial expression went from being confused to amused. “I wish that were the case, but it is much worse, I found out the tooth fairy isn’t real. I wanted to sell a few teeth if I ever got in a bind, but now I can’t since she’s not real.” She pouted playfully.

“Well I’m glad you found out, before it was too late.”

“And why is that.” Devyn said while fighting back a smile.

“Because then the world would be robbed of that pretty smile you are trying to hold back.”

“Why thank you.” Devyn said, as she chewed on her cheek to keep from grinning.

“Anyway I’ll be quick because I’m sure you have other things to tend to.”

“Maybe, but that can wait for now cutie.” Devyn thought to herself, then focused her attention sariyer escort back to the man. “It’s kinda slow right now so you are not bothering me.” Devyn said while trying to keep her eyes focused on the man’s eyes, as she fought off the temptation to size him up.

“Oh ok cool, well anyway, I would like that bouquet of flowers over there and… damn hold on let me take this real quick.” The man said as he stopped mid sentence to take the phone call.

“Yeah I’ll be there on Saturday. And yes I promise to behave myself, but I’m telling you now only thing I’m drawing is a stick man. Yes you heard me a stick man, but I’m in the middle of something so let me hit you back in a bit ok.” The man said to the person he was talking to, before concentrating back on Devyn.

“Sorry about that interruption. Anyway I was wondering if you could do me one more favor.”

“Sure. How can I help?” Devyn said as she tried to determine whether the person the man was talking to was a girlfriend or just a friend. She was also trying to figure out if he talking about attending the art class on Saturday. “It would be a shame if he is already taken, but if he isn’t maybe we can talk more on Saturday.” Devyn thought to herself, as she did her best to keep a straight face as the man made his request.

“I need you to pick out one of the single best flowers you have here, but don’t put it with the bouquet I want it separate.”

“Ok I think I have just the one, I’ll be right back.” Devyn said as her heart sank a little because she was sure the flower would be for someone the man had an interest in. “Of course he likes someone else. How could I be so stupid. Oh well, just my luck I guess.” Devyn sighed as she made her way into the cooler, to see Kelsie piddling around trying to look busy.

“Well… what’s the scoop?” Kelsie asked impatiently.

“There is no scoop, he is interested in someone else, end of story.” Devyn said as she brushed passed Kelsie and picked a yellow rose that hadn’t fully blossomed yet.

After picking out the best yellow rose she could find, Devyn made her way back to the cash register, where the man was waiting for her. What started off as a crappy shift ended up getting better, but went downhill again once the guy that Devyn thought was flirting with her seemed to have his thoughts on someone else. She was about to learn that her assumption was off base.

“Here you go. This is the best one I could find. I know roses are a bit clichè, but I think whoever it is for will like it. I mean I know I would.” Devyn said cutting herself off before rambling on.

“Oh ok well I just learned something new. I thought roses only came in red.”

“Yeah they come in a bunch of different colors, but yellow is my favorite. Anyway let me hush, I know you didn’t come over here for a floral lesson.”

“You’re fine.” The man said. “You could talk about growing grass and make it interesting.” The man thought to himself.

“Ok well that will be twenty-five dollars please.” Devyn said as she held her hand out to take payment from the man.

“Thank you and I hope your day gets better.” The man said as he took the bouquet and left the flower on the counter.

“Umm aren’t you forgetting something.” Devyn said before the man had a chance to turn his back to her and leave.

“Nuh uh.” The man said while shaking his head. “That’s for you.”

“Why thank you.” Devyn said while laughing nervously. “But won’t your girlfriend get mad about you buying something for another woman.”

“Yeah I guess she would if I were seeing someone, but I am single so I think I’m safe.” The man chuckled.

“Again thank you.” Devyn said while grinning uncontrollably.

“You’re welcome. Hopefully a rose from a stranger will keep you out of therapy.”

“It will, but you should tell me your name, because my parents always taught me to never accept gifts from strangers.”

“Fair enough. The name’s Cedrick Harris and yours.” The man said while extending his hand.

“Devyn, Devyn Verbeck.” Devyn said nervously as she tried to shake Cedrick’s hand as delicately as possible.

“Well Devyn, Devyn Verbeck, Your name matches your smile.” Cedrick said while smiling himself.

“Umm thank you.” Devyn giggled then snorted, much to her horror.

“And she even has a cute snort.” Cedrick said hoping he didn’t embarrass Devyn. “Well let me get out of here, it was nice to meet you, hopefully I will see you around when I have more time.” Cedrick said, leaving before Devyn could respond, as his bravery started to flee from him.

Soon as Cedrick left, Kelsie came from the cooler. She didn’t hear what all went on, but she could conclude from the look on Devyn’s face that whatever it was it was good.

“Oh my gosh Kelsie I can’t believe that the flower was for me, and here I was huffing and puffing because I thought it was for someone else. I mean I had no clue, he got me good.”

“Amazing simply amazing.” Kelsie said as she saw Devyn light up like a Christmas tree.

“What eskort are you talking about Kelsie?”

“I find it amazing that you said all that without taking a breath. I think someone is a little excited.”

“Oh hush. I’m not that excited, besides he was talking to a girl on the phone, so maybe they are dating, even though he said he was single.”

“Whatever, I doubt that guy would be mean enough to flirt with you then talk on the phone with his girlfriend.”

“You never know.”

“Well I hate to break it to you but there are some decent guys out there, not everyone is like Charlie or JaVaughn for that matter.”

“Yeah you are right, but me and Charlie have only been broken up for a month. I don’t want to just jump into something.”

“Yeah because Charlie waited to jump…oh wait he didn’t, he slept with that skank Brooke while y’all were still together. So fuck him.”

“True true, but you know that Charlie and his goons would make my life hell if they knew I moved on.”

“I think that guy could probably handle himself if push came to shove.”

“You are such a back peddler Kelsie. Earlier you talked about him lacking swagger, now you are saying he could hold his own.”

“Swagger has nothing to do with holding your own Devyn. Like I said I like guys who are flashy and command a presence when they enter the room. Just because he seems to be reserved doesn’t mean anything, besides we are talking about you and not me ok.”

“Ok Kelsie. You know I had to mess with you.”

“Yeah I know. Anyway let’s finish up with these flowers, I’m ready to get the hell out of here.”

“Yeah me too girl.” Devyn said.

As soon as he made it out of the store, Cedrick called his friend Aimee to finish up the conversation that he ended earlier when he was talking to Devyn.

“So what was that all about? You never cut me off. Were you talking to a girl?” Aimee asked.

“Yeah kinda.”

“Well it’s about time, what made made this girl so special?”

“Well I was getting flowers to take to Amanda’s grave.”

“Oh shit!” Aimee exclaimed cutting Cedrick off. “I’m so very sorry Cedrick, I completely forgot about today.”

“It’s all good Aimee. Don’t beat yourself up about it.”

“Thanks for not making a big deal about it, but I still feel like shit though. Anyway back to my original question. Who was the girl you were talking to before I called?” Aimee asked hoping to change the subject.

“Her name is Devyn and the only reason I spoke to her was because she was working in the flower section. There was something there, but I feel like I went behind Amanda’s back.”

“Nonsense Cedrick, it has been two years now, I’m sure she would want you to move on. You can’t keep blaming yourself for that night. It was not your fault.”

“I guess you are right but…”

“No buts dammit. I know I’m right, plus I’ll be leaving Monday evening and won’t be back for a month and a half. So it would make me feel better if I knew you had someone to hold your interest while I’m gone.”

“Ok mother.” Cedrick said sarcastically. “I still can’t believe you are teaching an art class on Saturday then turning around and using those same hands to punch someone in the face two months from now.”

“Well what can I say, I’m good with my hands, and if you don’t believe me you can ask Lauren because last night…” Aimee said before being cut off.

“Ahhh enough.” Cedrick said while wincing. “Dammit Aimee you are worse than a damn dude sometimes.”

“Sorry I can’t help it. You practically soft ball pitched that one to me, so you only have yourself to blame.”

“True, well anyway I’m at the gravesite, so I will talk to you later ok.”

“Ok Cedrick. Call me if you need anything.”

“Ok Aimee I will.”

“You better or I will kick your ass if you don’t.”

“Ok ok I will. I promise.” Cedrick said before hanging up and kneeling at Amanda’s grave.

“I still can’t believe it’s been two years Amanda. It’s been a long two years without you here. It’s like a bad dream that I keep hoping I’ll wake up from. I still beat myself up for not being home that night. I called myself trying to make a future for us, but that fell apart when you died that night.” Cedrick said as his eyes welled up with tears.

Cedrick took a few moments to cry before regaining his composure. After his eyesight cleared up he spent the next twenty minutes at Amanda’s grave saying his final thoughts before heading home.

As Cedrick entered his house, he sat down on the couch and contemplated calling Aimee to come talk with him, but decided against it.

“Ahh pretty soon Aimee will be gone. So I have to quit depending on her.” Cedrick said to himself while turning on the television.

The day had taken its toll on Cedrick because within fifteen minutes of watching t.v., he was sound asleep.

Meanwhile across town Devyn was just making it back to her apartment after having a few drinks with Kelsie. The encounter with Cedrick and the liquor she drank amped up her hormones. beyoglu escort It had been over a month since her and Charlie had broke up. While they were together they fucked at least five times a week, which is why she was shocked to find out that Charlie found the time to hook up with Brooke behind her back. Nevertheless, after a month of no physical contact Devyn was feeling quite horny. So to soothe the raging beast between her legs, she decided to run a bath and take matters into her own hands.

“This feels so good.” Devyn groaned as she sank down in the tub and rubbed her clit. “It sucks I have to do this all alone. I can only imagine how good those sexy ass lips would feel right now.” She mumbled out loud as she fantasized about Cedrick going down on her.

As Devyn plunged her fingers deeper into her pussy, she used her other hand to tease the rim of her asshole. She wasn’t heavy into anal play, and never had a cock in the ass, but sometimes when she wanted extra stimulation she loved having her asshole teased.

“Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck.” Devyn chanted repeatedly, as a much needed orgasm shot through her body.

As the orgasm had its way with Devyn, her toes uncontrollably clenched together like a fist, while her nipples stiffened up hard enough to cut glass. After what felt like an eternity, her orgasm finally died down, bringing Devyn back to reality.

“Just what the doctor ordered.” Devyn said breathlessly as her body relaxed, while her climax subsided.

After sitting in the tub for a bit, Devyn got up and dried herself off before padding to her bedroom. She lived alone and often slept naked, so it was no big deal for her to lay on the bed nude and watch t.v. or play with her tablet until she fell asleep.

The next day proved to be uneventful for Cedrick as he went about his daily routine the best he could. Yesterday was bittersweet for him, it had been two years to the day that Amanda was taken from this world, but on the same day he struck up a conversation Devyn and felt a spark.

For the first time in a long time, Cedrick quit beating himself up and seized the opportunity to talk to a girl instead of passing it up, like he had done so many other times.

Though Devyn piqued his interest, he fought the urge to go back and see her. He convinced himself to wait until next week to go see her, that way she would not be turned off by him appearing to be too eager. Little did he know, he was going to be seeing her sooner than that.

Devyn went about her daily routine as well, all the while hoping that Cedrick would pop in. She wasn’t too disappointed that he hadn’t stopped by because she knew she would get a chance to see him on Saturday. Her only issue with Saturday was going to be trying to talk to him without Kelsie feeling like a third wheel. But due to divine intervention, Devyn’s worries were about to be null and void.

“So about tomorrow, please don’t be mad at me but I completely forgot about having to go to grandpa’s retirement party.” Kelsie said to Devyn as they worked.

“Oh it’s no big deal girl. I completely understand. Besides I can get my money back since it is not the day of.” Devyn said while trying not to sound too relieved.

“You’re so understanding. I’m glad you are not mad at me. Anyway are you ok by yourself here for a little bit?”

“Yeah why?”

“It’s time for my yearly evaluation with Mr. Cook, and since we are dead right now I was hoping to go see him so I can get it over with.”

“Yeah go right ahead, I got this.” Devyn said reassuringly.

As Kelsie made her way to Mr. Cook’s office, Devyn did a small celebration dance before continuing her work. In the midst of doing her work, Devyn was oblivious to the fact that she was quietly being gawked at by Charlie.

“Damn what an ass. Too bad you’re such a frigid bitch.” Charlie said gruffly. “Oh the fun we could have had.” He said as he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Devyn turned around and snarled, as her normally bright blue eyes started to darken.

“Nothing much. Just checking on ya to see if you still had a pulse since I didn’t hear back from you yesterday.”

“Oh how sweet of you. As you can see I’m perfectly fine, so do me a favor and fuck off.”

“That’s not nice.” Charlie mock scolded Devyn, before finishing his statement. “Speaking of fucking. You know what I did to celebrate our would be anniversary?”

“No but I’m sure you are going to tell me.”

“I knew you were more than just a great set of tits. I fucked Brooke in the ass. Mind you shooting one in that round apple you call an ass would have been soo much better, but I guess beggars can’t be choosers.”

“Oh how sweet of you to think that Charlie, but you are telling me this because?” Devyn said while trying not to lose her cool.

“I just wanted to let you know how I celebrated our anniversary. Now what did you do? Let me guess you and that wanna be dyke Kelsie swapped spit and licked each other’s twat.”

“No we didn’t.” Devyn said as her irritation level increased.

“Oh good because I would have hated to miss that. To tell the truth it kinda makes my cock hard thinking about it.” Charlie whispered, while grinning wickedly from ear to ear.

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I was in my 2nd year at college and was sharing a house with 4 other students.

It was summer and for 8 weeks I was getting the house to myself. My parents had gone away for summer and I had decided to stay.

Ever since I had been 11 I had been a cross dresser and panty sniffer. The house had one girl called Ruth and had sniffed and jerked off with her panties but hadn’t dressed in over a year. Ruth had left a lot of clothes and after a couple if days the urge to try some on was too much.

As I went through her room I found a black basque, black lace thong and black silk fully-fashioned stockings. Her boyfriend, Rich was a lucky guy. Ruth was my height and we had similar builds and I was able to slip into the lingerie. Even better was the pair of red stiletto shoes. For once I was glad that I had small feet for a guy and slipped them on. My cock was rock hard (at 7.5 inches it gave a lie to the line about men with small feet)

I was now lost wanking playing and myself with my ass. Like most cross dressers I was straight but when en femme I always felt a little like a cock slut. I had been enjoying the feeling for about 10 minutes when I heard a cough. Panic stricken I opened my eyes to see James one of my housemates looking at me with an expression of surprise and humour in his eyes.

” Well well Dave’s a girly sissy. I never knew”

“Look ” I stammered, ” this is not what it looks like I’m not gay”

“Yeah” he said, ” dressed like that you’ve never looked straighter. I must say you look good.”

Despite myself I was flattered by that comment. I quickly tried to explain although I cross-dressed I was straight and had never been with a guy. James knew my girlfriend Claire and had heard us fucking often enough. (The walls were thin and we all knew when were getting laid)

” I hear you and I can see why Claire smiles so much.” He nodded at my cock now rapidly shrinking.

“But you have to admit you look pretty girly at the moment. Now I’m sure you don’t want Ruth to know about this and the whole Uni. Now my plans have changed etiler escort and I’m staying here for the summer. If you want to keep this quiet you need to make it worth my while”

I couldn’t believe James wanted money off me. I pointed out I was a student and had very little money.

” Not cash Dave, I think you can help me in a whole other way.”

To my horror he was unzipping his jeans and a hard cock was being pulled out.

“No way!” I cried, ” I’m not gay.”

“Well Dave looks like Ruth finds out. Rich beats the shit out of you and some people will believe the rumours and even if not you’ll be a laughing stock. Claire may dump you. I’m not gay but I’m horny and Jane is away all summer. Shame to waste my cum wanking.”

I knew I was in a bind and against my will I was looking at his 6 inch long and thick cock with fascination. James walked over to me and told me to get on my knees. I slowly dropped and stared at the engorged purple end of his cock. His male muskiness enveloped my nostrils. He stroked my hair and slowly pulled me towards him. I put my tongue out and licked his cock. I was surprised that the initial taste was not too bad. I began to take James in my mouth. I felt filled and heard James moan. Remembering how Claire pleasured me I began to suck and wank James. His moans grew louder and to my surprise my cock got harder. After a few minutes I felt his buttocks tense and then hot salty cum flooded my mouth. I wanted to gag but James held my head in place and I had to swallow. James pulled his cock out and jerked the last few drops of cum onto my face.

James picked me up and shockingly kissed me his tongue probing my mouth his hand caressing my arse and legs. I felt myself respond caressing his firm arse and feeling his muscular chest.

He pulled apart from me and took off his clothes. I wanted this masculine young man to be mine. He took me to the bed and lay me down. He looked at my hard cock.

” One good turn deserves another” he smiled. ” Grabbing my cock he wanked me off. It wasn’t long before my escorts cum was shooting over his hand. He proffered it to me and I licked my own cum off.

He put my hand on his once more hard cock and looked at me.

” Looks like a fun summer.”

Despite myself I couldn’t help but agree.

That evening concluded with another wank each and me eating James’s cum again.

We went to our respective rooms and I lay awake confused. At turns repulsed by what happened and turned by thoughts of James’s body and cock. I slept fitfully and woke up to an empty house.

I dressed and started work on the proof reading I was doing toeran money over the summer.

In the early evening I heard James’s car pull up and he walked into yhe house. He smiled and greeted me.

He handed me a holdall and said ” I’ve got you a present”

I looked in the bag and saw an array of female clothes,lingerie and a wig.

I knew James must have been to the college theatre. He was a leading light in drama society.

” You can’t wear Ruths clothes all summer. We’ll get them messy” he grinned. ” These should fit you. I’ll even do your make up.”

I must have looked surprised.

” Well if you’re going to dress up best go the whole hog.”

He took my hand and lead me to his room. He took make up out of the bag and began work. He had learned all the jobs in the drama soc and had told me he sometimes did Jane’s for her. A blonde bob was slipped on and adjusted. He then told me to select an outfit. He went out and I looked through the bag. I slipped on some black lace hold ups white lace boy shorts, a white bra and filled it with the stage bra fillers and then put on a red jersey mini dress and black high heels. I teetered down stairs knowing I looked hot.

James let a low growl and motioned me over. He pulled me on to hid knee and kissed me deeply. I felt my cock stir. We kissed for a few minutes when there was a knock at the door. I went to get upstairs when James grabbed me.

” I ordered pizza and you are going to answer the door bagcilar escort and pay.”

I nervously opened the door and saw a middle aged man. He looked up and smiled. I saw his eyes crawl all over me. He asked if he had the right address and in the most feminine voice I could muster I answered it was. He handed over the pizza and I paid. His hand lingered longer than necessary in my hand. He leered at me and said he was happy to deliver any time day or night. I thanked him and said good night.

Shakily I walked back to James with the pizza. He was smiling and I could see his jeans had a tent in them.

” You look like a hot slut. That guy is going back to his car and will wank off thinking of your body under his and his cum filling your cunt. If only he knew you only had an ass to fuck.”

I couldn’t help but feel excited.

We ate and then James once again took my hand and lead me to his room. He sat me on the bed and whispered in my ear.

“For the rest of the summer when I’m here you will dress and I’ll call you Kristina.”

I so wished to tell him no but knew I couldn’t.

James stood and undressed his body turned me on and I yearned for him to make love to me. He told me to take off my dress. He looked on appreciatively his cock standing proud. He walked over to his bedside table and picked up some ky jelly. I knew this time it was no blow job and he was going to be fucked. He told me to lie on the bed and slowly began to lube my hole putting first on the two fingers up me. Claire had fingered me and put her dildo up me a few times. ( she was hot and dirty).

I writhed in both shame and desire. James slowly started to slide his cock in me. He wasn’t as big as the dildo but it felt much better. Eventually he was fully in and fucking me. He looked in my eyes and then kissed me. My legs wrapped around him and I thrust towards him feeling my hard cock on his stomach.

After about 20 mins I could feel James begin to tense and the he cried out as he cum began to shoot in my arse. He collapsed on me and kissed me deeply.

“Kristina you are one hot fuck” he panted.

I noticed my cum on his stomach and realised the fucking had made me cum too.

The rest of the night was spent in fucking, sucking and me rimming James.

I was now his cum slut.

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Coffee Shop Confessions

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Babes

Chapter 1

Lucy and Tom had been running a small coffee bar in the town for over two years. A quiet bar, jazz music played softly in the background, comfy seating. It was a real nook of serenity in a busy High Street. They had regular customers who came in to escape the hustle and bustle of daily life.

It was 5.30pm on a Friday, close to closing time. Lucy was clearing the last of the tables looking forward to a long hot soak in the bath. Tom was clearing the till of the days takings.

“Not a bad days work, honey” He called out.

“I can feel every penny ache on the soles of my feet” Lucy replied.

They heard a giggle from one of the tables. Lee was a regular customer, he came in lunchtimes and sometimes, like today, once he had finished work. Lucy looked over to him. He was young, Lucy guessed around 25. Lucy had liked him from the moment she first saw him. He was black, athletic build, tall. Lucy loved the summer months almost as much as Tom, she admired the half dressed customers without their knowledge.

Lee got up from his seat and took his cup up to the bar.

“There you go sweetheart” he said “One less for you to pick up”. He winked at Tom behind the counter.

“Thanks Lee you’re a star” Lucy smiled

“Its Friday night, what do you guys have planned?” Lee asked them

“Not much judging by missy’s aching feet” Tom replied

“I’m really tired” Lucy moaned

“Tom are you a Pulp Fiction fan?” Lee asked

Tom was a little puzzled by this question “yeah, I like the film” he replied “what makes you ask?”

“well I’ve done a reflexology course. I could help Lucy’s aching feet, but seeing as you’re a Pulp Fiction fan its probably better left” Lee laughed

Tom caught on to the relevance immediately and roared with laughter. Lucy looked at the pair of them puzzled.

“Lucy come sit next to me a sec” called Lee from one of the big comfy sofas. Lucy looked even more puzzled, Tom winked at her and said “Go ahead babe, Lee’s going to help your feet”

Lucy sat on the couch heavily, her whole body ached and her feet were throbbing. Lee sat the gungoren escort other end, he gently pulled both her feet up onto his knee. He removed both her shoes.

“My feet must stink” Lucy giggled.

“Shhhhhh” said Lee as he took one her feet in his strong hands. He ran his thumb down the instep of Lucy’s foot. Lucy moaned in pleasure, and instantly began to relax to his touch. Tom carried on cleaning up and was soon locking the door to the café. The outside world was shut out. Shutters down, only light left on was the one behind the counter. Lee smiled at Tom “Will make sure you get a Friday night out. Will soon get these feet sorted”. Lucy was totally oblivious to the world around her, she was in heaven, totally relaxed as the strong hands worked their magic on her feet.

While massaging Lucy’s feet Lee couldn’t help but admire Lucy’s legs. She was a tall slim girl with legs that looked to go on forever. He looked up her body, the buttons in her blouse gaping a little, giving him just a tiny peek at her breasts. Her long dark hair tumbling down her shoulders. Tom was a lucky man, that’s for sure. He could feel himself starting to get turned on, his cock twitching at the sight in front of him.

Tom having finished clearing up brought over drinks for the three of them and sat on the opposite side of the table, watching his wife let out little moans and groans of pleasure. Seeing her laid like that, moaning was beginning to turn Tom on too. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

“Any good at shoulders Tom?” asked Lee “If you are we could really send Lucy to the land of total relaxation together”

Tom got out of his chair and walked over to the two of them.

He gently moved his wife’s hair from her shoulders and began to squeeze gently.

“Oh that’s nice” Lucy said dreamily. As she laid there, both men seemed to suck the tension from her body. She could feel herself starting to get wet. These two guys were beginning to turn her on. She squirmed arching her back slightly.

Tom watched Lee, he knew that his wife was getting turned on, he knew the signs, but did Lee? istanbul escorts He could see Lee watching Lucy’s body as he rubbed her feet. Every now and then his hand would run up her calf, just behind her knee. Lee looked up at Tom and winked. He knew alright.

Tom leant in and kissed his wife’s bare neck. “Take your blouse off sweetie” he whispered into her ear. Lucy sat up with a jolt. The two men looked at each other knowing that this would be the moment she either refused and got angry, or this could be the start of a Friday night none of them would ever forget.

Lucy looked at Tom in total surprise. Yeah they had both fantasized about three somes with other people but that’s all they were, wasn’t it? Fantasy? Lucy looked back at her husband, then at Lee. Lee took his hands from her feet and put his hands up in the air.

“No pressure from me, your decision” He said to her.

Another glance at her husband and Lucy started to slowly undo the buttons on her blouse.

Both men looked at one another and laughed.

Leaning forward slightly to take off her blouse, Lucy looked Lee in the eyes. He continued to massage her feet, then ran his hand up the inside of her leg, under her skirt. The tips of his fingers just touching the laced front of her thong. Lucy let out a quiet moan. Tom began massaging his wife’s bare shoulders, slipping both bra straps down. Watching Lee run his hands up Lucy’s skirt made his cock hard. Another man touching Lucy in places only he had touched for years.

Lee’s movements became more deliberate. He ran his hand up to Lucy’s pussy and she obliged his touch by opening her legs slightly. Lee could feel Lucy’s pussy through her thong, she was wet, dripping wet.

“I think we can lose these, don’t you?” Lee said as he pulled on Lucy’s thong. Lucy lifted her arse slightly helping Lee slide them down her legs to her ankles. Taking them off Lee pulled the wet thong up to his face. He sniffed them, taking in Lucy’s scent. “oh Tom you gotta have a go on these” he said as he passed Lucy’s wet thong to her husband.

Tom too inhaled deeply “Mmmmmm baby bayrampasa escort your enjoying this aren’t you?”

Lucy giggled.

Lee parted Lucy’s legs a little more and looked at her wet cunt. He kissed up the inside of one thigh, then the other. Lucy raised her hips in the hope he would taste her, but he was teasing her, making her want him even more. Covering the inside of her thighs with warm tender kisses. Slowly up one side, across the stomach and down the other.

Tom had taken off Lucy’s bra and was playing with her nipples. Pinching them gently, watching Lucy squirm on the sofa. He bent forward and kissed his wife, she grabbed the back of his head and kissed him back hungrily.

Her hands moved to the waist of his trousers, she undid his fly exposing her husband’s hard cock. She looked her husband seductively, with that look Tom had grown to love over the years. Tom knew what she wanted and offered his cock to his wife’s mouth.

Lucy took him deep in her mouth, at exactly the same moment Lee gave Lucy’s cunt what it was crying out for, he ran his tongue over her clit. Husband and wife cried out in pleasure together. The sight of Lee eating his wife out turned Tom on like nothing before, he grabbed Lucy’s head and started to slowly fuck her mouth, each stroke exploring her throat deeper until he felt her nose nudge his pubic hair. Her tongue running up and down his shaft, his knob touching the back of her throat. The muffled vibrations he felt as Lucy moaned out in pleasure as Lee ravished her cunt hungrily.

Lucy’s cries became closer, both Tom and Lee knew she was close to coming. Lee inserted one then two fingers into Lucy’s sopping cunt. That was the push that saw her have her first orgasm. Her head fell back and Tom saw his wife coming at the hands of another man. He started to wank his cock furiously. He felt his orgasm rise, and cried out, Lucy knowing her husband was at the point of no return turned and sucked Tom’s cock as he came. She hungrily swallowed what she could, but she had never known him to come so much, some escaped down her chin. Tom took a step back, Lee traveled up Lucy’s body and kissed her full in the mouth.

Tom’s mind raced. Another man was tasting his cum. Lucy’s heart skipped a beat. Had all their fantasies come true at once? When Lee ran his tongue down her chin to clean up what she had spilt, they knew they had.

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Handjob

I have never in my life ever had any kind of sexual feelings for other men. That is until this one time when a situation presented itself to me and I, without much hesitation, jumped right in. Neither of us was prepared for it. But it turned out to be one of the most intense sexual experiences I ever felt.

I’m an average white hetero male about 30 years old. I have a good job in the city and a nice place in the suburbs. I did not have a girlfriend at the time, but it was not because I couldn’t have one or didn’t want one. I was just between girls at the time. Well this day started off like any other I went to work that day and put in my usual time with the rest of the slaves. At the end of the day I decided not to head straight for the bus but decided, instead to head down to this new nudie bar near the bus terminal. The place featured big boob stars from the world of porn each week and this week they were having one of my favorites. After a quick bite to eat at the local greasy spoon I walked over to the club paid the cover charge and headed inside. I had been to quite a few clubs in my time, but this place was something else. Every chick in the house was either a C or a D cup. My cock stood at immediate attention. Grabbing a drink I headed up stairs to the main stage and for the next hour watched Molly Mamms strut her stuff. It was towards the end of the first half-hour that I noticed this black guy on the other side, he seemed familiar to me, but could not place him. It dawned on me why he was so familiar; he rode the same bus I did every day. He always sat in back and never got off before I did. On the bus he never seemed to bother anybody. He was lean and lanky, like a basketball player, dressed usually in sports jerseys and baggy pants. He must have noticed my staring and realized who I was as well, because he smiled and pointed to the big-titted star on stage. I raised my glass and saluted, but that was the extent of our encounter the rest of the time I was at the bar.

After several more drinks I decided enough was enough. If I didn’t hurry I would miss my last bus. I made it to the station and got on board. The bus was not crowded at that hour and the dozen or so passengers were in the front of the bus. I normally sat in the middle of the bus, but this night, without realizing it I sat in the back. Sitting right on the aisle so that I could see straight to the front of the bus, I slouched back into the seat and dreamed of big-titted women, slowly rubbing the hardon I still sported. The bus was getting ready to pull out when there was a knock at the window and the driver opened the door. It was none other than the black guy from the bar; he paid the driver and walked towards me. I couldn’t help noticing the impressive bulge he had in his pants and the fact that he did not seem to be any underwear the way it flopped around his pants. Feeling a little uncomfortable I slid to the right as he reached the back of the bus.

“Thanks man,” he said in a low voice as he slid in to the left and slouched against the window.

“No problem,” I responded quietly.

The bus pulled out of the terminal and onto the highway. The trip home was generally under an hour. For the first few minutes nothing happened, but then I heard the black guy shifting restlessly in his seat, grunting and groaning as if he were in some discomfort. When I glanced over I noticed that he was fondling his crotch a great deal, I could not see a lot but I could tell he had one hell of a hardon, just like I did. He seemed to notice me looking but did not take offense to it. He smiled and chuckled quietly.

“Man, that chick had the biggest titties I ever seen on a white girl!” He whispered, rubbing his hand up and down his prodigious bulge. ” I ain’t never been this hardup!”

“I-I know what you mean,” I heard myself say. “I am going to be having wet dreams about her for days.”

” I know I’m gonna be spankin’ the monster tonight. Damn, them titties were so big they could swallow up my joint-and I’m a pretty big fella!” He laughed as he grabbed his erection through the material of his pants and lifted it up; it was quite an impressive object he was holding.

“Holy shit!” I muttered. Unconsciously I began to rub my own painful erection, which at full hardness was near eight inches. I looked down the aisle towards the driver, but the lights were out and he was too busy driving. The closest passenger was at least seven rows away from the back of the bus. I could not help myself as I watched the black guy squeeze and stroke his tremendous erection; I was unprepared for the sensations I was experiencing as I watched him. I suddenly wanted to see what his cock looked like; it was so damned big and long that I had to see it. My own cock twitched painfully in my pants as I watched the other man grope himself, yet he didn’t seem to mind me watching. He grew more bold with his hands as he made the front of his pants tent out at least fifteen inches, he wrapped his hands around the base of it and squeezed, sex hikayeleri which caused the material to pull tightly around to reveal a circumference of at least three inches. I could not believe my eyes as he boldly stroked his massive boner in front of me and I could not pull my eyes away from him.

“Ahhh, fuck it!” He finally muttered. Without any hesitation he looked at me as he reached down to the waistband and yanked his pants down past his crotch. His enormous cock sprang out suddenly, swelling out to an outstanding fifteen inches and capped by a huge helmet-shaped cap the size of a child’s fist. The entire shaft was dark brown and thickly veined while covered with dark curly hair all the way down to the tremendous ballsac which seemed big enough to hold a baseball. The head of his cock was a dark purplish color and was already glistening with precum. With a sigh of relief he wrapped his left hand around the base of his unbelievable cock and proceeded to pleasure himself, stroking it slowly up and down without any thought to my sitting across from him. With his other hand he grabbed his pants and pulled them further down until they crumpled up around his ankles, then he sat back in his seat and groaned softly as he continued to spank his meat.

I sat there dumbfounded by this guy’s arrogance. I knew I should have got up and sat somewhere else or even walked up and told the driver, but I didn’t do either of those things. I just sat there across from him watching as he pleasured himself, I stared openly at the massive cock as his fist moved up an down, knowing I should be repulsed by it but unable to tear my eyes away from it. I realized that I wanted to touch it, as weird as that sounded I needed to know that what I was seeing was real. Maybe it had to do with the fact that all guys wanted to be carrying the kind of package this guy had, that he could impress the ladies and other guys. I shifted nervously in the seat next to him, my own hands grabbing hard at the boner in my pants. I wanted to be as bold as he was and yank open my pants, but I just couldn’t. Maybe it was my Christian sensibilities; maybe it was just not the decent thing to do. But I was impressed with this guys need to relieve himself right in front of me and by the looks of things it wouldn’t be long before he shot off. Suddenly he seemed to notice my interest.

“This fucking thing is curse. It gets hard at the worst times and it ain’t the easiest thing to hide, is it?” He whispered hoarsely as he continued to jerk off, his eyes looking over at me in the darkness. He swiveled in his seat until his crotch was pointed at me, the long barrel of his shaft pointing at me, the nossle now thick with pre-cum. He smiled as he saw my discomfort. “That big-titted bitch has made me so horny I’ll fuckin’ that I don’t give a damned who sees me. Did you ever see a bigger cock, man?”

I didn’t respond to him. I didn’t know what to say. My emotions were in turmoil as I continued to sit there with this dumb-deer-in-the-headlights stare. My eyes glued to the lewd sight of the monstrously large cock pulsing and jerking just feet away from me. I suddenly found ripping open the front of my own pants as I realized I was about to explode in my pants. I quickly fished into my trousers and yanked my eight-inch member out of my pants. Within seconds I flushed with excitement as I hosed the back of the seat in front of me with my hot cum. Suddenly the black guy next was laughing quietly as he watched me spurt all over the chair for all of three seconds. I flushed with embarrassment as my cock quickly lost much of its vigor. But what happened next quickly brought it back to full hardness.

“How would you like to feel this bad boy shoot off, man?” The black guy whispered from the corner.

I stiffened in my seat as I realized what he was proposing. “I-I’m not into that kind of thing, man.”

“Well, I ain’t no fag, either, brother,” he said. “But that didn’t stop you from whipping it out and shooting your wad all over the backseat. And you haven’t stopped lookin’ at my Johnson since I whipped it out. Stands to reason that only one thing got you that horny to shoot off so quickly.”

“I’m not gay either, dude. I was just so excited from that girl at the bar, then seeing you whip that thing out was just too much. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I’m sorry.” I said, but I was still staring at his huge cock while I vigorously pumped my own.

“Don’t be sorry, dude, its just nature. I like pretty titties just like the next guy, but we ain’t got any right now and I need relief. I would much prefer a pair of big titties wrapped around my dick but I wouldn’t mind letting you have a feel, ain’t you the least bit curious? It ain’t every day you see a cock this big and right now I ain’t too particular about whose touchin it. So come one over and give it a feel. Look if you touch mine then I’ll touch yours.”

Without realizing it I found myself sliding over to his side of the bus, I moved up beside him porno hikayeleri until our legs touched. My eyes bulged out as I stared down at the even more monstrous looking organ, which was less then a foot away from me. As much as I wanted to I could not find the courage to go the last mile and touch another man’s cock. When after a few moments of indecision my black friend made the decision for me by grabbing my left hand with his right and wrapping it around his immense organ. I immediately gasped in surprise but did not pull away as the hot, silky flesh pressed against the palm of my hand, the man groaned as he felt my fingers close around his thick shaft, barely reaching a third of the way around its impressive girth. He released my hand when he realized I was not going to pull away and sat back in his chair with a deep sigh of pleasure, watching me expectantly to see what I would do. I looked down the aisle to see if we’d been discovered, but no one else seemed to notice. I released my own cock and wrapped both hands around the baseball bat of flesh, thrilled to feel it throb and pulse with power between my fingers. Even with both hands around it the dark column of flesh still rose about 10 inches into the air, slowly I started to pump the thick rod up and down, feeling the silky outer skin slide along the turgid shaft of flesh. Holding another man’s cock in my hand was the most exciting thing I had ever experienced in my life, my own cock twitched and jerked between my thighs as I began to pump it more vigorously.

“Oh, yeah, man, that’s it. Pump that bastard!” The black guy grunted as he squirmed in his seat, his hips started to jerk up and down, as he started to fuck my hands, “Oh goddamn that feels good. Don’t that cock feel good in your hands, man?”

“Yesss, it feels really great,” I whispered as I stared down at his cock, hypnotized by the single sightless eye of his pisshole staring up at me as it continued to drool with bubbly precum. My nostrils flared as the strong musky odor of his sex wafted up to me, it was a heady scent that made me lightheaded. I gripped his baseball bat even harder as my hand flew up and down its prodigious length, my fingers digging into its sides as I slowly lowered my head towards the huge glistening head. Then without even knowing or caring I dipped my mouth close to the bulbous knob and licked the blob of precum from the tip of his cock. The black man groaned deep in his throat as my tonguetip flicked across the tip, swiping the salty morsel onto my tongue and then into my mouth, my tastebuds exploded as the pungent fluid coated my tongue then rolled down my throat.

“Oh, Christ man, your really getting’ into it! Don’t stop now, man. Lick my huge black cock, come on, man, lick it more!” The black man grunted as he reached down to grip the back of my head, urging me to bolder action, pushing but not forcing my head closer to the head of his cock. I rewarded him with another lap of my tongue across the sensitive tip of his cock, which caused him to writhe in his seat. As I became more emboldened I rolled my tongue over the enormous head of his cock, more and more of his salty precum spewed out of his pisshole onto my tongue and down my throat. My lips were now so close to his cock that every time I pulled up on his shaft the head bumped my mouth; it was only inevitable what happened next. “Open your mouth, man, take my big dick in your mouth and suck me off!”

Without hesitation I opened my mouth and on the next upward lunge the bulbous head pushed between my lips, my black friend had to stuff his fist in his mouth to stop from crying out as my lips closed around the tip of his cocked. I slurped my mouth hungrily around the succulent piece of meat, savoring the strong manly odor of sweat, precum and piss, as my tongue swirled around and around the girth of the head until it was coated with my saliva. My fists were now vigorously working the lower half of his thickly veined shaft; milky it for all it was worth while my mouth held his cockhead firmly in place and my tongue tortured him unmercifully. I didn’t even mind when he pushed my head lower, wanting me to take more of his hot meat into my mouth, so I did. I started to pump my head up and down with the rhythm of my fists, working more and more of him inside, my saliva making the going easier as it lubed the sides of the massive tube of flesh. I had to force my jaw wide open as the enormous head slid completely into my mouth, my lips slid under the thick collar of flesh at the base of the head sealing firmly around it. I gasped as I felt my black friends hand close around my cock shaft, his strong fingers gripping it tightly as he began to jerk me off.

“Oohhh, yeah, man, suck that cock! Suck my big black dick! Ohh, yeahh, suck it real good!” The black man groaned as he writhed in his seat, his ass jerking up and down as he tried to force more of himself into my mouth, his hands pushing harder against my head as I slowly allowed more and more of the fat dark meat into my seks hikayeleri mouth. “Ohhh, yeah, man, more take more. Come on, man, suck more of my big black dick! You like my big black dick, don’t you? Yeah, you couldn’t take your eyes off it! Now you’re sucking it like a pro!”

I said nothing, as my mouth was full of his thick, hard meat. My lips were stretched thin around the girth of his huge cock as I pumped my mouth further down his cock with each stroke until I had nearly half of his fifteen inches in my mouth. I tried to push it further, to take more of him into my mouth but the enormous head clogged the back of my throat to the point of gagging. Easing back I waited until the gagging reflex stopped then I began a steady pumping rhythm with my mouth and my hands that we both seemed to enjoy, my black friend continued to grip my head rocking it back and forth to the rhythm of his thrusting hips all the while fisting my own cock with his right hand. I couldn’t believe this was happening I said to myself over and over again, this was not rational. I am not gay. I do not pickup total strangers and give them a blowjob. What in Gods name was I doing? But then the sheer sensory experience of the situation reasserted itself and I drowned in the heady aromas and tastes, my mouth salivated as his hot meat glided across my tongue and into my gullet. “Mmmmmmmmmm”

“Ohhh, yeah, man, suck it! Suck it! Ohhhh, yeah, man, suck my black meat! Suck it! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!” He hissed hoarsely in the darkness. His hips jerked wildly up and down on the seat, causing the vinyl to squeak, but not enough to disturb the other passengers, he releases my cock and placed both hands on top of my head, driving my head deeper into his crotch each time he lunged upwards. His huge balls were thumping against my chest as I leaned over him, packing my mouth with as much of his hot, dark meat as I could stand. I knew he was going to cum soon and I couldn’t decide what I was going to do at the time, pull out or swallow. “Ohhhh, suck it! Suck it, man! Suck my big black dick harder! Suck my black sperm out of it you black cocksucker!”

The dirty talk was actually turning me on. I pumped my fists harder around the lower half of his column of throbbing flesh until they were a blur, forcing more of it up and into my widely stretched mouth, the corners of which were now flecked with sperm and sputum. Soon the moist sounds of flesh on flesh filled the back of the bus, occasionally punctuated by the impassioned grunts of my black friend. I could feel my throat working quickly as it swallowed more of his free flowing preseminal fluids. It was so voluminous that it coated the insides my throat, I can only wonder what kind of deluge would occur when he came. Then almost on Que. my black friend’s movements became more heated and animated, his hips humping up and down in an almost rolling motion, as he gripped my head feverishly. His breath hissed softly from between his clenched teeth as he jerked and writhed in his seat. “Aaahhhhh, here it comes, man! Here it comes! Open wide! Open wide and get your first taste of real man cum! Aaahhhhhhhh!”

Before I could prepare myself for the coming deluge-it came! My mouth was suddenly filled to the brim with the velvety thickness of his hot cream. I gasped at the abrupt explosion of juices into my mouth, some of it spurted out the corners of my mouth as my black friend twisted and turned above me. With a hard gulp the thick manseed spilled down my throat and into my stomach, its pungent tanginess overwhelmed my tastebuds and before I could savor his hot sauce another wave of cum spurted from his pisshole and into my mouth. Again it took all of my efforts not to gag or vomit out his hot sperm, my throat working up and down as the thick, goopy sauce poured into my stomach, I actually feel it grow hot with the infusion of hot liquids. It was like having a firehose in my mouth that’s how much sperm he was dumping into my mouth. For long minutes the black man bucked and jerked in his seat as he fucked my mouth, spewing his hot load into my mouth. Then finally it began to subside, the pulses of sperm shooting out of his cock lessened and then stopped all together. Swallowing several more times I finally felt the last globs of hot black sperm roll over my tongue and down my throat. I pulled the quickly wilting cock out of my mouth and sat back in my seat. Nobody seemed to have noticed anything.

“Thanks, man. That was alright!” He said as he hitched his pants back up and stuffed his flaccid organ back into his pants. With a sigh of contentment he settled back in his chair, a wide grin splitting his face. ” I never thought I would say this, but getting a blowjob from a guy ain’t so bad.”

“Uh huh.” I muttered as I used a handkerchief to wipe my mouth clean. I moved back towards the middle of the aisle and sat watching the road for the rest of my trip. Nothing more was said between the two of us, in fact, at one point I thought I heard him snoring. My mouth still tingled with the strong taste of his juices as the bus pulled up to my stop. As I got up from the seat I felt a tug at my pants. When I turned around my black friend was awake and holding out a piece of paper to me. I took it from him. It had a phone number on it.

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Hey, Sahil is back with yet another of his incestuous sexcapades.

All my old readers would be aware by now that I have been in a sexual relationship with my mother since my 18th birthday. And if you have read some of my older stories, you would be aware that I have been having a lot of fun.

And why wouldn’t I be having tons of fun having the most tabooed relationship in the world! I know all my readers would probably give an arm and a leg to be in my position (pun intended). A man’s mother is probably his first ever crush, curiosity and darkest fantasy. It does not matter how big a facade of being civilized we put around our faces, manicure our mannerism or sophisticate our speech. The wanton lust and desire that a man holds for the woman who gave him birth lurks beneath all the thickest layers of our sub conscious in the darkest corners of our soul. Many find this darkest corner by the time they reach puberty, most try to suppress it (albeit unsuccessfully!), fewer try to understand, still fewer come to terms with it and the fewest get to live their fantasy. Now if that’s not feeling like heaven, I don’t know what is. Pot and cocaine definitely take a backseat to mother son incest in my humble opinion.

This is how I was feeling for the last few years since I began my relationship with my mother. It was wonderful to be in the loving arms of one’s mother, especially when she showed “un-motherly” love to me. I also had a great time knowing my mother, her real desires, her real aspirations and her “real self”. It was truly a great time learning to be man and learning to know what a woman really was. Of course, the sex was beyond awesome. My teenage hormones, my mom’s peak sexual cycle and the sheer taboo of it all made it all the perfect melting pot of happiness.

But then, I turned 22. I just turned 22 a couple of weeks ago. As usual, I was expecting my mom to outdo herself in the sex department which she claimed to do every year. I concurred in her assessment. She really did find some tremendously new filthy things to do to me every birthday since we started having sex on my 18th birthday. My birthday was doubly special as both of us considered my birthday to be our “anniversary of perversion”. It was fun to call it that because we didn’t really think of our relationship as perverted but as the highest form of expression that could ever exist between a mother and son. But my 22nd birthday was somewhat different.

Since the last few months, mom and I were getting into more and more fights with each other. There were multiple reasons for this. Firstly, my dad Arun had been on touring a lot on business to Europe and the Middle East leaving us mother and son alone. This presented us to be like a “real” couple for a lengthy period of time which was not the case earlier as dad was present most of the time in the house. Living side by side with each other made us realize the inherent flaws in each other in the same way that any other couple would find once they started living a routine life post cohabitation. Second, I had been thinking a lot about our present “arrangement”. I was no longer the sex crazy naive teenager who didn’t think about the future. I had started thinking on the lines of whether the steps we had taken four years earlier boded well for both our futures. After all, mom would get older and I would start having problems of her own. I on the other hand would eventually find a “normal” girl friend and settle down somewhere down the future. That left the question hanging about “us”.

Both of us knew Pendik Escort this implicitly but never discussed it openly for the fear of jinxing the whole thing. We loved each other so much, we were petrified of what would happen if things started breaking down between us. After all, she was my first love and I, her only real one (She grew out of the relationship with my dad but stayed in only for my sake as is the case with a large number of Indian marriages where divorce is still considered taboo). It wasn’t as if we could break up and go our own separate ways. We were mother and son and would still have responsibilities towards each other.

But as time passed I was having double thoughts about our relationship. I just didn’t know what to do. This indecision on my part was taking a toll on our relationship even though mom was quite adamant in her stance of continuing this relationship just the way it was.

Slowly, the sex started to lose passion, the number of sessions reduced and it nearly became a routine chore between us. We were starting to fall apart at the seams.

Mom was visibly disturbed by all of this. I could always see the tension on her face when I was around. It was like a weird kind of sexual tension was engulfing the both of us.

Coming back, my 22nd birthday was assumed by both of us to be sort of a ceasefire day. We had decided to let off all the steam on this day by going out for dinner once I came back from college (I am in my last year now) at one of my favourite eateries in the elite Prahladnagar area of Ahmedabad. And then, we had decided to turn off the lights and turn our sex engines on until kingdom cum!

My birthday started with mom waking me up in the morning with a kiss on the cheek and hugging me tightly even as I lay in my bed wondering what the hell was going on. I got ready, had my lunch and went to the college. Before I left for college, mom winked a wicked grin at me and told me to be ready as it was going to be the best night of my life. That comment did send a small shiver down my spine and also gave me a mini hard on. But I didn’t make much of the comment in my mind. I was troubled as it is with all the thoughts I had been having. Add to that fact that I was genuinely sceptical of my mom’s ability to innovate in bed after all the last four years of wild sex. I thought her proverbial sexual quiver was empty. Boy, was I wrong! My mom turned out to be a bigger sex crazed bitch than I ever could imagine possible!

CHAPTER 2

I came back home around 7 pm in the evening after a rather exhausting day at the college. My finals were coming up and I was really down. But not out. I was looking forward to the “ceasefire sex” that mom and I had planned tonight. But I was really hungry and needed to get a bite first before doing anything else.

I remembered I had to shower and get changed first before getting a bite as mom and I had planned to go to a restaurant for dinner. So, I hurriedly climbed the stairs and went to my room. I found the door of my mom’s room closed so I figured she too must be getting ready.

I turned the knob of my room’s door and slowly entered. It was dark as the sun had nearly set and I couldn’t see a damn thing. The windows were shut curtains were drawn closed so no light from the outside could penetrate in. It did smell a bit weird in my room but I guessed it must be some room freshener that mom had sprayed. She was always experimenting with fragrances. I fumbled a bit and found the switchboard. I clicked a couple of switches Anadolu Yakası Escort on.

And then my jaw nearly dropped to the floor!

What I saw made me a bit queasy at first but I quickly realized what I was actually seeing. My mom was lying buck naked on my queen size bed with her arms and legs spread wide open, her long flowing hair tied in a neat bun. What caught my attention the most was that she had sprayed dollops of whipped cream on both her breasts to make them look like two small mountains of whipped cream and to add icing to the cake, she had topped of both her mountains with a strawberry each. As my eyes moved from her breasts down to her pussy, I saw a similar arrangement there. She had lapped up so much whipped cream on her pussy that it was not visible. She had planted a couple of strawberries in that snow as well.

Needless to say, I instantly had a hard on trying to tear through my pair of Levis’. My mom had a spectacularly wicked look on her face. She looked me in the eyes with no shame and told me to lose my clothes. I complied as quickly as I can.

As soon as I disrobed, I saw my cock standing up in salute to my mom’s wicked beauty. She was looking like a woman who was begging to be ravished wildly. I was so excited I feared I might come without any external stimuli.

Mom was looking at me like a hungry vixen full of satanic lust for her own offspring. She was soaking in my naked body through her evil eyes. It’s a feeling few have the honour to witness. A mother hungrily looking at her own son with expectations that are so taboo, even thinking of it makes the mind and body shiver in unison.

Mom told me to get first take the strawberries of her breasts. She then directed me to put a strawberry between my lips and bring them closer to hers. I did as she commanded. I put the strawberry between my lips and brought them close to hers. We shared the juices of the strawberry as we kissed, our tongues twirling with the other’s. We passionately kissed for a few minutes till the strawberry dissipated completely, the juices shared by mother and son. The same fate met the other strawberry.

Then, mom directed me to lick the whipped cream off her breasts one by one. I was so turned by then by the kissing that I hurriedly pounced on my mom’s breasts quickly licking the cream off them and sucking her breasts like a wild dog. I was in a sexual frenzy by then. And mom was enjoying this as well. Her head was swaying from side to side displaying her obviously elevated sense of sexual pleasure.

I could have sucked on those tits for an eternity. But mom had other ideas. She told me to get down between her cream layered thighs and lick everything off like an obedient son. I loved this. I always loved it when mom referred to me as her son when she was fucking me. It was such a turn on.

I quickly obeyed my mom’s orders and got down to her pubic area and violently started to lick the cream off. I kept on licking till the pussy was free of whipped cream. Mom immediately directed me to lick the remnants of the cream between her thighs and pubic area. The aroma of her sweat, whipped cream and pussy juices combined made the task of licking her crevices an utmost pleasurable and erotic one. Mom was moaning like crazy by then with shouts of “Oh fuck”, and “Oh Jesus” (yeah she was convent educated!)

At this juncture, I suddenly saw something sticking out of mom’s pussy. A red object was slowly peeping out of her pussy. I tried to insert my finger in her pussy and tried İstanbul Escort to pull out the red object. To my surprise, it turned out to be a strawberry! My sex crazy mother had inserted a strawberry into her pussy for me to fish it out as some kind of treasure hunting exercise. And boy, was I happy to find the treasure. Mom squealed when I put my finger insider her to retrieve the strawberry.

Surprisingly, all the whipped cream had taken care of my hunger by then!

As soon as I fished out the strawberry, she began demanding me to fuck her. She was so hot by then. I scolded myself mentally to not cum so quickly. I slowly assumed position for the missionary position above her and lowered and inserted my stiff cock towards the hole from which I once emerged.

My mom’s pussy engulfed my beautiful cock as we started rocking the bed with thrusts and humps. My mom kept moaning “That’s my son”, “I love you son” and “Oh Jesus” as she kept spreading and moving her hands across the length of my spine from the top of my neck down to my ass. I was feeling so much tension being eased by this confluence of sexual maternal love that my mom was giving me. She kept kissing me on my neck as I kept slowly humping her.

At that moment, it really felt like we were lovers more than mother and son. I can’t quantify the feeling that I was having at that moment in words. It was simply one of the most beautiful moments in my life. I felt my eyes wetting with sheer joy.

I must have kept on thrusting for what was like nearly nine to ten minutes before I felt my mom’s thighs tightening up under me. I could feel a mighty orgasm enveloping my cock in her pussy. It was very difficult to hold on to my orgasm at that time but somehow I did manage not to cum. But I knew I would not last for too long.

My mom was starting to come to back to a normal state but I could still see she was still quite turned on. My estimation proved to be right when she told me she did not want the cum insider her pussy but instead, inside her belly. The thought of her swallowing my cum was so tempting. She rarely did it. I always suspected she didn’t like it but did not say it as it was one of my pet peeves to make her drink my cum. It was surprising to see her demanding it. Maybe, it was because of my birthday.

I immediately took my cock out from her pussy and went towards her face. I made it suck it. She started to suck it slowly knowing full well I loved it when she sucked my cock, especially when she slowly moved her tongue around the tip of my penis. She kept on kissing the tip of my cock and sucking it slowly. Then, she alternated for a few minutes between stroking my balls and sucking my cock and then reversing the process.

Then out of the blue, she lunged her head forward and pulled in my cock completely. My mom was deepthroating me!

That was it. I could hold on no more and exploded when the tip of my cock was touching the back of mother’s throat. I felt like my body was being completely emptied of everything.

My mom nearly choked on my cum but managed to drink it all up like an expert cocksucker.

I collapsed next to her on the bed panting after a marathon session of one and one lovemaking.

My mom had truly outdone herself this time on my birthday. I loved her for that.

But my thoughts had immediately started resurfacing as to our future. I know it’s weird but the mind has a mind of its own I guess.

But, little did I know that mom was willing to go to any lengths to maintain her grip over me. I had no idea a lover could stoop to the levels my mom would soon stoop to, to retain her lover.

More on that soon.

Sahil

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BY: Hungry Guy and Mistress Silvina

Silvina walked down the sidewalk toward Paula’s apartment. Her ashen white skin glowed amid the crowd of golden people of Buenos Aires.

Her brown hair blew in the strong wind of the Zonda that had brought in hot dry air from the interior of Argentina.

She rubbed the sweat from the brutal South American summer heat from her brown eyes as she entered the cool, refreshing lobby of Paula’s apartment house.

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Paula looked down at Robert, lying on his back, naked, and bound with strong packaging tape by the wrists and ankles to the legs of her overturned coffee table.

“Be nice!” she cooed. “Mistress Jessica and Mistress Silvina will be here any minute.”

“Please, Paula,” her boyfriend begged. “You know I don’t like it when you let your friends play that game where you all spit in my mouth. That’s so disgusting! And that one friend of yours makes me suck her feet! Yuck! And what you do to me after is…”

_”HUSH!”_ Paula scolded him, and then slapped his face. “You know I expect this of you! And you know they are to believe that you _LOVE_ our little game, even the part that the winner gets to do to you later! If either Jessica or Silvina even _SUSPECT_ that you’re not thrilled at the privilege to participate in our fun, you know what’s going to happen, don’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he sighed.

“Good!” At that, Paula squatted down and sat on his chest and hooked a dog leash to his collar so that he couldn’t sit up. At 115 pounds, she wasn’t a light woman, and he had to strain to inhale against her weight on his chest.

Next, while still sitting on his chest, she slid a medical brace under the back of his neck and buckled it tightly around his neck so that he couldn’t turn his head from side to side.

She then placed a jaw-spreader in his mouth, the kind that dentists use to force patients’ mouths open during oral surgery, and ratcheted it open to hold his mouth open wide.

She slapped his face once again just for the fun of it, then she inserted her toes into his mouth and said, “Suck my toes while we wait for my friends to arrive.”

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The lift brought Silvina up to the level of Paula’s flat. “Come in!” Paula called out when Silvina pressed the buzzer.

“Welcome, Silvina!” Paula came over and hugged her friend. Silvina looked around to see that Paula’s place was as elegant as ever, and her boyfriend was tied down in place in the corner, ready for the fun.

“Jessica just called on her cell,” Paula said. “She’s on her way up right now. How about a cup of coffee?”

A minute later, as Paula was bringing out a pot of fresh brewed coffee, imported from neighboring Columbia, the buzzer sounded again. Silvina sipped the refreshing cup as Paula welcomed Jessica inside.

The three friends made small talk for a while and drank their coffee.

Finishing their coffee, Paula said, “Now that our whistles are whetted, shall we let the game begin?”

“Of course!” Jessica answered.

“That’s why I braved the horrid heat to get here!” Silvina added. Her nipples were hard and her sex was wet thinking about the contest, and maybe even winning!

The three women stood and walked over to the helpless naked guy. Robert’s head was securely immobile, his wide-open mouth so inviting.

“Since you won last time, Jessica, “Paula said, “you may go first.”

“Same rules?” Jessica asked.

“Sure!” Paula answered. “The first to spit into his mouth three times in a row wins the toilet mouth.”

Jessica leaned over Robert’s face and brushed her blonde hair away from her piercing black eyes. At 172 cm., she was at a slight disadvantage from the other two women, given the slightly greater distance she was from his mouth. She hocked up, and let a big drip of saliva ooze out of her mouth. It clung to her lips for a moment before dropping directly into his mouth.

“Yeah!” she cheered.

“You’re next Silvina,” Paula said.

Silvina leaned over him and hocked up pool of saliva in her mouth, she let it drip out. It dropped down and splashed into his left eye. His body quivered a moment as Silvina’s spit pooled into a tiny puddle in his eye, and then dribbled down the side of his face.

“Darn!” Silvina sighed. “But I bet he’s so turned on now!”

“I’m sure he is!” Maltepe Escort Paula answered as she straddled his body and took aim. Her spit splashed onto his upper lip, but didn’t go into his mouth.

Jessica went again. And again, a big drop of her spit splashed directly into his mouth.

“I wonder if he really likes this,” Jessica said.

“Of course he does!” Paula said. “He _BEGS_ me constantly to invite you two over for our game! Don’t you, Robert?” she asked him.

“Ahhhh,” he said as if to answer “Yes.”

Silvina took her turn, aimed, and dropped a big glob of saliva into his mouth.

“Ohhh!” the women cooed.

Paula went next, and also hit the target with her spit.

Jessica took her third turn–and missed–spitting onto his cheek.

Silvina missed, getting him in the eye again.

Paula got her second bulls-eye in a row. Robert was struggling against the jaw spreader to swallow all the women’s spit that had accumulated in his mouth so far.

Jessica hit the target, but since she missed last time, this was, again, her first attempt at three in a row.

Silvina dropped a big glob of spit into his mouth that seemed to cling to her lips for a while before gravity asserted itself. “The pressure’s on, Paula!” Silvina said.

Paula missed her chance at three in a row just then. “Darn!” she said.

“Yeah, but he’s your boyfriend, so you get to play with him all the time!” Jessica said.

Jessica scored again, her second second-in-a-row.

Silvina also landed her second second-in-a-row.

Then Paula dropped a big glob of spit into his mouth, starting her next first of three.

Jessica took a deep breath and hocked up a wad of spit. She took careful aim, trying to position her mouth directly over his as she stood over him, and–missed–splashing his chin. “Crap!”

Robert’s body quivered and quaked in obvious orgasmic delight as the competition between the three women heated up.

Now the pressure was on. Silvina stood straddling Robert’s head and took aim. A long drop of saliva oozed out of her mouth and clung to her lip as it elongated and let go. It landed in his mouth as Silvina let out a cheerful, “Yes!”

“He’s mine!” Silvina said to Paula.

“Yes,” Paula answered. “He’s yours for the rest of the day.”

“So what should I do with him now?” Silvina cooed.

“It’s up to you!” Paula said.

“Elija su torcedura!” Jessica added.

Paula turned to Jessica and said, “Let’s go out and let Silvina have her fun.”

“Okay, sure,” Jessica answered. The women hugged, and then Silvina was alone with Paula’s boyfriend.

Silvina didn’t have to relieve herself yet, so she went back over to the sofa and poured herself another cup of still warm coffee. Grabbing the TV remote, she clicked through the channels.

Noticas were on several channels: Alberto Fernandez was making headlines again going on about a confrontation between the judges and prosecutors; the Americans were meddling in the domestic affairs of yet another country, brewing resentment and creating another source of future terrorists against the west; and Lionel Messi had been selected for some Soccer award or such.

Thinking of football, reminded Silvina of her feet, and how much she loved it when a boy sucked on hers.

Having planned what she wanted to do if she won, she wore a skirt with shoes and socks instead of stockings, so she kicked off her shoes, pulled her socks off, and walked back over to the helpless guy.

She knelt and removed the jaw spreader from his mouth. “Thank you, Mistress Silvina!” he said.

“You’re welcome, Robert,” Silvina answered. “And how are you going to thank me?” she asked.

“May I suck your toes, Mistress Silvina?”

“Of course you may!” she answered. Silvina had been anticipating doing “deep foot” if she won tonight. “You like to suck my toes, don’t you?” she asked with a grin.

“Oh, yes, Mistress Silvina! Please let me lick your feet clean!”

She hoped this wouldn’t injure him what she was about to do. Silvina knew that she was lighter than Paula by a few pounds, so she knew that she could safely do anything to him that Paula surely must do. She stepped up onto his chest and slid her right foot into his mouth. She pushed her foot deeper and deeper into his mouth, Kurtköy Escort feeling her toes slide past the back of his mouth and down his throat. She picked up her other foot off his chest so that she was standing only on her one foot that was now inserted deeply into his mouth and down his throat. Her entire 105 pounds was being transmitted through her foot inserted deep into his gaping mouth.

She stood for a good minute, enjoying the sensation, then stepped down and removed her foot. He began gasping and coughing immediately.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Silvina said. “Did that hurt?”

“Oh no, Mistress! I enjoyed the sensation of your foot deep down my throat. It almost made me come!”

“I’m glad!” Silvina said. “Because now I’m going to do the other foot.”

She inserted her other foot in his mouth and, again, stood with only her foot in his mouth supporting her weight.

After a minute of standing, and feeling her sex getting ever wetter, those several cups of coffee were demanding escape.

She stood off him and said, “After drinking all that coffee, I need to do something else I know you’ll like.”

“Yes, Mistress Silvina. I’m thirsty. Please give me a drink.”

Silvina smiled down at him and said, “It would be my pleasure to give you a drink. But should I stand over you and aim into your mouth like I did last time, or should I sit on your face like Jessica does?”

“If you sit on my face, Mistress, I’ll get to drink every drop, and you won’t splash any on Mistress Paula’s carpet.”

Silvina laughed and said, “Yes, I like the way you think!”

She stepped and straddled his chest facing his feet and sat. She settled her bottom onto his face and squirmed a little, adjusting her clit directly over his mouth. It felt strange to have his nose inserted slightly into her anus–she squeezed it a couple of times with her sphincter.

So that none of her water would leak out, she stretched her legs out in front of her, against his sides, so that her full 105 pounds was supported entirely by his face.

She had done this enough times with him that her bladder relaxed easily, and promptly let her urine flow into his mouth.

It took about 20 to 30 seconds to empty her bladder–not so long, but still a fairly long time to make someone hold their breath.

She squirted one last squirt of piss into his mouth and waited, letting him enjoy the sensation of her bottom on his face for another 30 seconds or so. Then she stood, letting him release a gasp of breath.

Silvina knew that Paula and Jessica would let her have the whole evening with Robert–that was part of her prize. The other two women would be having fun out in the city, and she would be having her own fun in Paula’s flat. So she returned to the sofa and slid a DVD into the player. The coffee urn had grown cold, so he took it into the kitchen and started a fresh brew. While in the kitchen, she made herself some spaghetti and meat sauce for dinner, then returned to the sofa and settled down to watch the flick.

What with all the coffee that Silvina had been drinking, Robert got a few more drinks during the movie–a flick about a widowed guy who calls a radio station and the station hooks him up with a widowed woman and they fall in love and live happily ever after. Good tearjerker, but nobody ever sucks anyone else’s feet or drinks anyone else’s pee in one of these flicks.

By the end of the movie, Silvina was pleased that she felt the need to have a bowel movement. She knew that Robert would have been very disappointed if he didn’t get any solid nourishment during their playtime.

She walked over to him, farted, and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, Mistress Silvina.”

“How hungry?”

“Very hungry, Mistress.”

“Your dinner is inside my ass right now. Do you want it?”

“Yes, please, Mistress!”

She turned and sat on his face, but not quite like she had done the few times she had peed. Instead, she faced away from his body so that her sphincter was directly over his mouth. This time, his nose was slightly up her vagina. That felt good!

Again, she stretched her legs out in front of her so that her full weight was bearing down entirely by her ass on his face.

She felt the need to defecate in her bowels. She pushed and felt a large turd Kartal Escort slide through her sphincter. The sensation was almost orgasmic. A split second later, she pushed out another.

She knew that his mouth would be jam-packed after crapping out two big turds, but a third was pushing against her bowels; so she pushed it out too, knowing that it would likely cause him some amount of distress. She sat for about 30 more seconds to give him a change to swallow before shitting out another lump of shit. She didn’t want to make him hold his breath for much longer than about two minutes, so she shat one more lump out, then she stood.

He immediately started gasping and choking. His mouth was packed solid with her shit as he struggled to chew and swallow it.

“Phew!” it stank the room up too.

He looked visibly ill as he swallowed the last of her shit.

“Are you all right?” she asked with some concern.

“Yes, Mistress. Thank you for the meal direct from inside your beautiful body. I’m fine. _Urp!”_

“You don’t look fine!”

“Honest! I’m okay, Mistress.”

“Well, if you say so,” Silvina shrugged. She knew that he enjoyed toilet service, so she accepted him at his word.

“I just want you to lick my ass clean now, okay?”

“Of course, Mistress. Please have a seat again!”

Silvina sat once again. She was on the brink of orgasm as he rimmed her asshole while she sat on his face.

Then Silvina got a naughty thought. She knew that he was Paula’s boyfriend, and they had all agreed that fucking him was off limits. But she was _SO_ horny just then.

She laid down on top of him with her crotch in his face, and facing his member.

“What are you doing, Mistress Silvina?” he asked.

“I’m going to suck your dick! Do you object?”

“I…ah…well…” he stammered.

“You think you’ll be cheating on Paula if I do?”

“Well, yeah…”

“Then it’ll be our secret, okay? After eating my shit, you deserve a treat! Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he answered.

At that, Silvina lowered her face and sucked his member into her mouth. She brought him to the brink of orgasm, then asked, “Do you want to orgasm into my mouth or my vagina?”

“You’re vagina, Mistress!”

She sat up and scooted around and sat on his hard, erect member. The feeling of a hard cock throbbing inside her felt so good! She started sliding herself up and down, milking his member with her PC muscle. He exploded into her immediately. She too, exploded in orgasm as they quaked in synchronicity.

_Forgive me, Paula!_ Silvina thought to herself as she sat on Robert’s softening cock still inside her vagina.

After a couple of minutes passed, she went into the bathroom and washed herself off. Then she brought the wet towel out and washed his member off, just so there would be no telltale signs for Paula to sense or smell.

She threw the towel in the laundry hamper and returned to him and said, “But now, you need to be punished for cheating on your girlfriend!”

“Oh?” he said.

Silvina knelt straddling his chest and slapped his face–hard.

“Ow!” he screamed.

Then she slapped him again with her other hand.

“Ow! Please Mistress! Please stop!”

“But you were a bad boy!”

She slapped him again. Then again. Then again.

Silvina heard the lock click as she was slapping him for maybe the tenth or fifteenth time. She whispered, “Remember to keep our secret!”

Paula and Jessica entered and Paula laughed upon seeing Silvina sitting on his chest slapping him like mad. “Having fun?” Paula laughed.

“Oh yes!” Silvina said. “Wonderful fun!” Silvina stood and said, “I got my toes sucked AND fed him a huge dump.”

Jessica yawned and said, “I’m glad you had your fun. We had fun too. A couple of guys got into a fight over Paula at some club, so we sneaked out before they realized we left. But I’m beat.”

Jessica picked up her purse, and said, “G’night. Till next time!”

“Night Jess!” Paula said.

“Safe trip home!” Silvina said.

“You too!” Jessica said to Silvina as she exited.

Silvina yawned and said, “I guess I should be getting on home too.”

“Sure,” Paula said. “I need to give him his reward for tonight. Glad you could come!”

“Me too!” Silvina said. “G’night!”

Down on the street it was still hot, and Buenos Aires could be dangerous at night for a single woman walking alone, so she waved a cab and headed home for a good night’s sleep and pleasant dreams of slapping, peeing, and foot sucking.

* END *

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Chapter 2.4 The Wait

“Tim!”

I heard Nate collapse next to me and pulled my motionless body into his warm chest. I couldn’t feel like fingers. It was all numb and paralyzed.

“Someone help! Call the ambulance!”

And then I totally slipped into a coma…

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“Tim!” I shook violently as I witnessed my lover fly over the car and smash into the road. My legs shook as well as I jumped right next to Tim on my knees. I scooped him into my arms; his arm with tiny glass shards pierced through. Blood pumped out and stained my hands.

“Someone help! Call the ambulance!”

His body slowly turned cold in my arms; I could feel each drop of degree.

“Tim, there’s so much I want to tell you. Don’t die. Please.”

Another explosion blasted through the lobby and I shielded Tim with my body.

There was a painful sting on my back, but I ignored it. Right now, it’s all about Tim Tim.

More and more officers and paramedics arrived; why were they so delayed?

One of them placed an oxygen mask over Tim Tim’s mouth and took care of him into the vehicle. And before the vehicle drove away, another blast from the inside of the building happened when I shut the doors.

“We need to operate on him immediately. Are you his family member? We need you to sign a contract.”

“Yes yes yes. I’m his only relative, I’m his boyfriend,” I was nervous as hell, “I’ll sign it. Just save him!”

“We’ll do our best.”

I signed the paper and watched as the nurses pushed Tim Tim into the operating theater. I didn’t want to let go of his hands. I never did. My eyes swelled with tears and anger as the red light turned on.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuckin’ shit!” I yelled across the bright hall. I slammed my fists on the wall and weeped like I was a three-year-old. My body sunk and leaned against the corner with my knees to my face.

“Why Tim? Why?” I choked.

My team found me an hour later at the same exact position. They carried me to the bench and comforted me. Nothing will comfort me other than the news of Tim being alive.

“The station is no more. Gran and Rainen, they…” Officer Andrews shook his head, “they didn’t make it.”

“It was chaotic. It was Hell!”

“Those people, who are they?!” The rookie slammed and kicked the plastic chairs.

Just then, a nurse walked out of the theater with blood-soaked gloves. I nearly attacked the nurse.

“The patient is experiencing a severe brain hemorrhage. We are getting blood supplies right now, but it doesn’t look good as of now. We are doing everything we could, but please be prepared.” And she hurried away.

There was a sudden lack of oxygen in the hallway. I couldn’t believe what I’ve just heard. A hemorrhage… blood in the brain. Tim. No. No… They supported me with their arms, but I fainted like a cop first day on duty.

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“Nate, Nate wake up… Wake up, you lazy bum. When are you going to take me out for dinner?”

“Tim?”

“Nate! Come on!”

Tim Tim sat on the edge of the hospital bed in his hospital gown. It was the type that has his ass exposed to the cold air. He tilted his head and smirked at me.

“Are you okay?” he asked, but I didn’t say a word.

He touched my forehead with the back of his hand, “You’re not sick, are you?”

I couldn’t help it. My tears released and I pounced at him. I hugged him and kissed him and touched him everywhere.

“I miss you Tim Tim. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me ever again, you hear me?!” I demanded.

He groaned and jerked; I thought the bear hug bruised him and I looked at him. I cupped his soft rosy cheeks.

“Did I hurt you?”

He shook his head.

I smiled, relieved, and petted his hair.

Though when I looked at my hands, blood stained my hands again. Blood dripped down Tim Tim’s face, but he was still smiling.

“What’s wrong?” he even asked.

I shot up and the plastic chair tipped over. I looked at my blood-soaked hairs with my widened eyes. No. Tim Tim.

“NOOOOOOOO!” I jumped out of my seat. I panted for a while Pendik Escort before I realized I was dreaming.

“No,” I whispered softly, “no.” I covered my face with my hands and crouched in front of the operating room. The red light was still on.

Andrews squeezed my shoulders and rubbed my back, “Ahhhh… my back.” I reached for it.

“Dude! You have a piece of metal stuck to your back!”

“Must have been from the explosion. It’s okay.”

“I’ll get you a nurse.”

“Wait…”

And the red light turned off.

“Tim.”

A pair of doctors came out first, “Who’s the relative of Timothy Chang?”

“I am! I am!” I screamed on top of my lungs, “How is he?”

My team surrounded me, ready to either sigh with relieve or give condolences.

“He is alive.”

“Yes!”

“But due to blood loss and the trauma, I cannot give an exact time that he will wake up.”

My excitement faded away for a second, “You mean, he’s in a coma?”

“Yes, he is very weak physically, but he was very strong-willed. His heart stopped a couple of times during the 16-hour operation, but he was revived every time when it seemed impossible.”

“Thank you doctors.”

“He’ll be in Intensive Care. And once the nurse have finished their tasks, you’ll be able to talk to him.”

“Thank you. Thank you! Thank you so much!”

The doctors nodded and Tim Tim was pushed out of the room.

Tim. His lips were so pale. His face looked matte. He thinned out within 16 hours. I could see his jawline, my first time seeing it in a very sickening view. I took his hand into mine again.

“Sir, he’ll be in room 64. Please give us 15 minutes and you’ll be able to interact with the patient when you are suited with protective gears to prevent any infections.”

I took a long and deep breath before letting go of Tim again.

Chapter 2.5 The Consequences

The car that hit Tim was not a coincidence. It was all planned. Someone wanted Tim Tim dead.

My boss disappeared after the attack, and 38 bodies were found in the building. Some were our people, others are still being identified.

“Captain, I think you should take a break. To take care of Doctor Chang.”

“I will, but first, I need to clean up this mess. And find out who’s behind all this!” I slammed my fist on my desk.

Whoever’s left in my team was relocated again. This time, to the central headquarter. The head established a new division and he chose me to be the head to investigate the incident. It has been three months since Tim Tim was hit, and still no signs of him waking up. Every day, I would go and hold his hand and kiss him as the heart rate monitor beeps healthily.

“Tim Tim, when you regain your consciousness again, I’ll take you around the world. We’ll forget everything in the past. We’ll be free together, just you and me. No one will want you dead. You will not have to do anything that’s against your standards…” I sniffed and held in my tears. My nose turned sour just thinking about Tim sleeping peacefully in front of me.

There was a knock and the doctor stepped in, “Hi, Captain Young, just a regular check-up.”

I got out of my chair and stood aside.

“Keep talking to him Captain. He’s listening. I’m sure of it.”

“I am.”

“I have a feeling that he’s gonna be up soon.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah! Doctor Chang is a strong, and nice, and charismatic. Good guys like him will do fine.” The doctor patted my shoulder, “I’ll come back again at 5 to check on him again. He’s doing very well as of now.”

“Thank you,” I mouthed.

Just as the doctor stepped out of the door, he turned to me again, “A guy visited earlier today when I was doing my morning check up on Doctor Chang today. He said he is Doctor Chang’s older brother. His left cheek was covered with gauze, looked like some kind of a burn wound.”

I nearly fell off my chair.

“Thanks for the notice doc.”

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“Captain Young.” A mysterious figure leaned against my bedroom door frame.

I immediately drew out my gun Anadolu Yakası Escort and pointed at the shadow. It was clearly not Tim Tim.

“I’m here to discuss about Tim Tim’s situation. I’m his older brother. I’m Damon.” He stuck out his hands.

I slowly withdrew my gun back into my holster, but I didn’t return the shake, “What do you want?”

“I will get him out of there tomorrow. I need you to take him somewhere safe. I don’t care where, just don’t ever come back.”

“You what?! You won’t be able to get him out of there. You’ll only get yourself killed and hurt Tim as well.” I blitzed at him and pushed him into the bedroom.

“That’s the only way out! There are people in the station that works for mother. The longer he stays there, the more dangerous it gets.”

“Mother?”

“Our head. The woman who dragged him into this chaos. Tim didn’t kill a target who was supposed to be killed, and as a consequence, he’s getting killed.”

“Forbes. The prostitute.”

“It was either to take the mission, or to see his boyfriend tortured to death in front of him. He loved you, Captain Young. I even tried to rape him and he only called your name.”

“You’re the one who raped Tim Tim?!” I threw my fist across his face. He crashed into my closet door; and took him by his collar and threw another punch into his guts. He coughed and laughed.

“What’s so funny?” my voice became husky and choked.

“I think I finally get why Tim chose you over me.”

“Yeah? Why?” I released him from my grip.

“He likes it rough.” I swear he winked at me.

“Fuck you,” I inhaled, “he loves it when I screw him nice and easy.”

Damon broke out a painful laughter. I placed my hands on my hips and watched him tough out the pain.

“Want some ice?”

“That’ll be nice.”

We sat across from each other at the table. I handed him a beer, and he gladly accepted it.

“Tomorrow. I need you to be ready to grab him near the front entrance of the station. It’s gonna be messy alright, but I’m gonna do anything to save him.”

“I still highly recommend you not to because we are heavily armed and secured.”

“Captain Nate,” he stared dead straight right into my eyes, “you have no idea what we are capable of.”

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So he’s still alive. That’s… a good news, I guess.

“So Damon visited you this morning. You two must have a very deep relationship before you met me. Tim Tim, to be honest, I’m a bit jealous of Damon. I could see it in his eyes how deep he is in love with you. That sorrow in his eyes, you really hurt him there.” I stroked Tim’s soft hands.

“I stay for the night Tim. I have a day off tomorrow.” I planted a kiss on his cracked lips, “I miss your passionate kisses, Tim. Wake up for me.”

The doctors came by again, and then I got some hospital meal to fill my stomach. The food was horrible, but I wasn’t in a really good mood for food anyways.

I gathered all the pillows and jammed them into a mattress on the window seat.

“Good night Tim. I’ll see you in the morning.” I covered myself with a thin blanket and closed my tired black eyes.

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A knock woke me up the next morning. The doctor came in and greeted me as I jumped off the pillows.

“We have more pillows if you need them.”

“Ah, thanks for…” I thought I was dreaming.

As I glanced over Tim’s face, his eyelids suddenly twitched. I yelled and pointed at him, “His eyes moved! His eyes moved!” The doctor immediately checked.

“Captain Young, I think he’ll be awake within the next hour. Be prepared. I’ll be right back.”

“Tim Tim,” I kneeled in front of the bed; I grasped his hand too hard.

Silently, I could hear him moan due to the pain, but I was too excited to aware of my grip on him. His eyes slowly opened to adjust to the brightness for several minutes. When he could finally open his eyes completely, he tilted his head to me, “Where am I?” I could barely hear him.

“Where am I?”

“You’re in the hospital. Tim,” I cried tears of joy, “you’re finally İstanbul Escort back. I miss you so much.”

“Who… who are you?”

I thought I heard wrong.

“Who,” he gulped, “who are you?”

This time, although a whisper, was loud and clear to me.

“Tim… I’m Nate!”

Chapter 2.6 The Reintroduction

My head ached. My whole body ached. And my hand ached, especially when that stranger gripped my hand so tightly.

“Who are you?” I could barely make a sound.

“I’m Nate, Tim. Nate Young. Please don’t scare me, Tim. It’s not funny.”

He was crying his eyes out as I watched his weird expressions on his face. He seemed really happy, but shocked.

Do I know him? He seemed really familiar, but I couldn’t recall.

“Tim! Timothy Chang! I’m Nate. Captain. Nate Young!”

“I’m… Tim?” I took a deep breath.

“Yes!” he yelled at me.

A person in a white lab coat walked into the room, “Doctor Chang, Captain Young had waited for three months now. Welcome back.”

I smiled, but it only added to the confusion.

“He’s not remembering anything, doc. Is it gonna go away?” the handsome man asked the doctor.

“I can’t guarantee anything, Captain Young. Keep talking to him, I’ll be back soon.”

The rest of the nurses walked out and closed the door after they helped me sit up and made sure everything’s fine with me.

“What do you remember?” he asked me.

I stretched my neck as I thought about it, “I remember… nothing.”

“Nothing? Do you remember anyone? Names?”

“I don’t even remember my own name mister.”

“I’m Nate, your boyfriend.”

I held in my breath for a second. He’s… my… boyfriend. Fuck, he’s hot. No way in a million years could this have happened.

“You’re… my boyfriend. So I’m gay?”

“I suppose.”

“Are we married?”

“No we are not. But I hope to someday.”

I laughed at the thought, but my lungs choked and I spat out a thread of blood out. He freaked out and immediately pushed the red button as he wiped away the blood.

“Tim, don’t die now. You can’t just leave me now,” he yelled at me without knowing. This guy really likes to yell.

A team of nurses rushed into the room and checked me here and there.

“I feel fine.”

“No you’re not!” Nate demanded. Wow, he’s aggressive.

The nurses calmed him down a little when they told him I was fine. It was better for me to cough out the blood out rather than it being in my lungs.

“You sure you’re alright?” he poured a cup of water for me.

“I’m alright, really. Thanks.” I reached out for the cup, but he pushed my hands away. He gently placed the cup right on my bottom lip and carefully tilted the cup. I quietly drank as I stared at him.

This man. I must have been madly in love with him before my accident.

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“So what happened to me?”

He hesitated.

“What did I do before the accident?”

“You… you were hit by a car. You were… you… wanted to visit me in the police station. But you crossed the street and you were hit.”

“Did you catch the driver?”

“No, not yet.”

I sat on a wheelchair next to him on the plastic bench. He held my hands the whole time we were sitting there. I observed the nurses walking around; each time they passed us, they had this jealous smile on their face.

“Who’s Damon?”

“Damon? You remember Damon?”

“No. That name just popped out of my mind.”

“He’s your… older brother. Maybe a step-brother. I don’t know.”

“Is he around?”

“He’s… He is…”

“Stop lying to me, Nate.”

He flinched. His jaw clenched.

“Tell me the truth.” I looked at him.

“Tim, I honestly do not know. We’ve been together. But I’ve never forced you to tell me about your past. But I know it was full of tragedy. Like mine.”

“Tragedy.” A sudden wave of memories electrocuted me. I screamed and held on to my hair as he tried to stop me from falling off the wheelchair.

“Tim Tim! No! No!”

My eyes watered and I stopped struggling. I couldn’t stop sobbing. My nose became runny. My ears were hot to touch.

“My parents died… I… I was all alone,” I quietly spoke, trying to remember all the details.

“And?” Nate kneeled in front of my on both knees.

I shook my head, “That is all.”

But that wasn’t all.

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