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Heidi the Secretary Pt. 02

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As we worked together, I couldn’t avoid her as much as I tried not knowing what she would do next. One day she said she wanted to come by tonight I made an excuse I couldn’t, and she walked away. About 7pm my doorbell rang and as I opened it she was there and punched me in the face as hard as she could as I staggered back; she punched me in the jaw again very hard I saw stars. As she loaded her fist back to hit me again, I said “please don’t hit me again” she cocked her fist as I pleaded “please don’t and started to cry” she said that I was liar for saying I was busy this evening and can’t be trusted. I noticed she was wearing jeans and a lumberjack shirt with work boots very masculine attire as she came in and went to the living room sitting in my Lazy boy and told me to get her a drink. She said things were going to change and she was the dominant one in the relationship, and I should accept it as I was still in a daze from her fists.

A couple of things I was to find out later was she had been visiting some BDSM clubs and was getting into Femdom after I had her read some literature and dominating men in some sessions of flogging and bondage. In fact one of her subs was Dave a military guy that wanted to be whipped and enjoyed the subspace. The other was her hanging out at a lesbian bar and with some of them being a biker gang and she was attracted to the leader Linda bayrampaşa escort a 6-foot-tall Scandinavian dyke who was a real man hater like the rest of the woman. The following weekend she came over unannounced and had a bag of old clothes with her and since we were the same size she told me she wanted to see me in them I objected and in a flash she pinned me to the wall and grabbed me by the shirt collar and said “put them on of I’ll beat the fuck out of you” well I backed down and put on a dress with panties underneath and she was happy. She visited the local sex shop in town and bought a strap on dildo and put it on and told me to get on my knees and suck it being I wasn’t gay I tried my best as she giggled and laughed. She told me to get on the bed on all fours and get ready well I could hardly breath but did as she said in fear of her anger, and she put her lube on and worked her fingers in until she inserted her cock in me as I screamed and begged her to stop which her response was “shut the fuck up”.

It was painful and demeaning but I took all 9 inches of it I didn’t know she was live streaming it on the internet to a site she belonged to as she spanked my ass and really started fucking me in blur of speed as I was moaning and screaming for her and the audience. After that she would come over and fuck me about belek escort 3 times a week and mind you, I never had sex with her or even touched her. One day I was told to meet her at a motel in town on the weekend and be in her small shorts no underwear and tank top with flip flops and walk through the parking lot and come to a room. As I did upon entering was Dave a big burly macho military jock all naked on the bed with a big hard cock who I found out while not gay but gets off on guys sucking his dick as I pleaded with her not to do this gay act, she had her fists balled up and also, I was concerned about Dave, I gave him a blowjob to completion swallowing as per her instructions. She was pleased and told me to expect more of it in the future as she was bringing a couple girlfriends over to watch her dominate her slave.

She arrived with Kelli and Robin 2 middle-aged blondes on the heavy side both built as her and once past the introductions she ordered me to put on the dress I pleaded out of shame not to, and she yelled “put the fucking dress on NOW” I did with embarrassment and came out while they were in conversation and she had me twirl, bend over show my panties as they approved. after serving drinks I was told to get naked as she was going to wrestle me in front of them sort of CFNM challenge and we did she once again outlasted me beşevler escort and pinned me with the girl’s encouragement. Kelli wanted to try and while more competitive she too outlasted me being I was tired from the first bout, and she had 15 years on me. Then she was going to demonstrate her fucking me with a strap on which she did as I howled her cock was too big, she said” shut up you are fucking love it” which I was getting used to it once the discomfort of entering passed. I was fucked by her over a half hour and finally she stopped and ordered me to masturbate in front of all of them in the center of the living room on the floor as they sat on the couch enjoying their drinks and after 5 minutes shot off on my chest totally spent.

The girls had become regular visitors as I was now in stocking and heels cooking dinner for them and whatever they needed as sometimes the girls got it on in front of me as I watched and jerked off. Heidi had become a real Domme and set up other male slaves to use and have me and them perform sex on each other and she later moved in with Linda and was spending more time with the biker chicks. She got fired from our company for arguing with a male boss and I saw less and less with her as she moved on with a lesbian lifestyle and was told by her dyke gf to not see me or men anymore. Other male slaves of hers contacted me and wanted to see her but I told them she wasn’t doing any doming anymore, but they were welcome to come over and a few did, and I wound up having sex with them and now five years later consider myself gay after she introduced me to that world, so in conclusion sometimes watch out what you ask for you may get it not exactly how you expect.

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Notoriety

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Notoriety – slave girl sara

A story based on a dream a slave girls dreams.

The Browns were a pretty ordinary family of dad, Don, mum Daisy, their son Andy and their cute, pretty, sweet, and obedient twenty-three-year-old daughter sara, me. They had never described me like that but I dare bet they would if you asked them.

My dad had moved jobs once again, he is something in the Secret Service, I mean local government, and is moved as and when the budgie farts, or so it seems to me. My brother Andy, who is two years younger than me had eight different schools. They were all church schools, as befits our faith, so he used to come home with some right marks on his bum, usually from a leather belt. To be honest, not as many as I got, but still a lot for a boy. Andy would then get dad`s hand and belt for being in trouble. He used to get a right hard-on when he was belted.

He would be put in a corner and one day when we were left alone, I went and wanked him, he cum all over the wall.

When mum and dad came back into the room I commented.

“Is Andy ok, he was making all sorts of noises in the corner?”

Dad saw what had happened and he got a rare caning. I made it up to him and let him fuck me at bedtime.

*********

Whatever he got I would get worse, if I was spanked at school, I would be belted when dad got home and a bedtime spanking for a few nights after. I only had six schools, every one stricter than the last, I suppose it’s what was to be expected for me to become the perfect article to pair up with and serve a young man of their choosing.

I reckoned for me to be remembered and talked about in school folklore I needed to be bold and outspoken. When I was eighteen and in the last year of school it was my last chance at this school to become a school hero, notorious if you like.

My school friend Archie, only my friend as I let him finger me if I could stroke his pet rats, oh, and his cock too but that has nothing to do with this story. Anyway, he let çerkezköy escort me borrow a pet rat to take home for a few days, or that’s what I told him. I put ratty in a bag and in my school bag. After dinner asked if I could go to see Archie, who lived on the next street, no problem as they knew him from church. I ran to the locked school gates and the security/janitor guy came as I rattled them.

“Please can I go to my classroom; I left my phone in my desk and need it for my assignments?”

“No fucking chance, the last time you were in on your own you put the plugs in all the sinks in the cloakroom and set the taps running, almost cost my mate his job.”

“And me my hide, well nearly. A bedtime belting off my dad for a week and a public caning on the stage from the headmistress. I learnt my lesson, believe me.”

“No chance, fuck of and play with your dolls.”

I dropped my house keys and as I bent to pick them up, I somehow lost a tit from its bra cup. I rubbed and tweaked my nipple and popped it back.

“I would do anything, anything to get my phone, please.”

“Anything?”

“Yes anything, you can touch me wherever you want, my cunt is so smooth, I shaved it this morning and my nipple is begging to be bitten.”

As I said bitten, the padlock on the gate was unlocked.

“Fucked?”

“Yes, fucked too and sucked first.”

“Well I am coming with you.”

“That’s fine, would you like to hook into my slit and lead me?”

I was through the gates and into the corridor in seconds. I put his hand down my knickers, and he hooked his finger and led me to 13A, my classroom.

“Right, you have ten seconds to get your phone.”

“Then its fucky, fucky time for you.”

He waited by the door checking no one was coming. I went to the middle desk right at the front and pulled out the drawer, took the phone from my pocket and raised it.

“Got it, get your cock out.”

He fumbled to get his hard cock out of his cevizli escort pants and I came back past the blackboard and teachers desk. I lowered my knickers and bent over.

“Wet and ready for my fucking Mr. security man.”

He was an experienced fucker, he went to my headfirst for his promised starter suck, then straight into my pussy for his main course, cum over my arse then took his sweet course from between my legs. I ran to my friend Archies house, and we went to his bedroom, I stripped naked. Archie had two mates round so me stripping in front of them and touching my toes, legs apart, made me so wet and trembly, wow.

“All yours boys, fingers and tongues only but here for wanks.”

I put my hands out at the side of me and soon had a cock in each. I did not let them fuck me, I was saving that until I needed him or them again for something a lot more important than borrowing a rat. Once they had been wanked and fingered me up his mates left. We both wanked each other, sucked each other and all was going well till his dad came in.

He took off his belt and we both bent over the end of the bed for a good taste of it. I screamed like a little girl and got a lot less than brave Archie who was hit harder and harder till he squeaked, idiot!

His dad must have rang my dad as he was waiting on the doorstep, cane in hand. I was lectured, spanked, lectured, caned, then lectured and spanked on every step up to my bedroom. I slept and played pretty well and could not wait to get up and get ready for school.

We always had meals sat at the family dining table and after brekky I helped clear the table and load the dishwasher. My dad spun his chair round.

“Are you going to be a good girl today at school sara.”

“Oh yes daddy, it will be my best day ever.”

“Skirt up, knickers to your knees, I will give you something to keep you reminded.”

“Her bottom looks pretty sore Don, maybe use the tops of her legs.”

Thanks cide escort mum. I was spanked and hugged then sent on my way, “Yeah, School time again.”

Once all seated it was registration, Miss opened her desk drawer, the same desk I was fucked over not twelve hours earlier when, SSCCRREEAAMM, oh no, some rotten sod had put a live rat in her drawer!

*********

Moving is not so hard for me now as I have finished school and am working as a waitress at a local restaurant. I got the job through our church connections, so it went without saying bad work meant a bad arse!

My dad said not to spare the belt if needed, it was needed most weeks, just me, my bare bum and the owner. He would then ring my dad and as ever he would be waiting on our doorstep, cane in hand and ready to whoosh.

One particular night I was working, I had dropped two plates during service, one broke the other was ok. He told me to stay behind, the whole staff knew why, and by the way I was not the only waitress he belted, he did us all in turn. It was a complete accident I dropped the plates; I tripped over a chair a customer had pulled out. No way did I want my dad to know, I would be caned, and I would be grounded for three days with three bedtime spankings. All the girls were going out on a birthday bash for one of the group, to the local fair, which was in town for the week. Service finished and everyone left.

“Please Sir, it was a complete accident, please do not tell my dad, not this time please.”

I removed my skirt, knickers, and undid my blouse.

“You know the rules sara.”

“Yes I do Sir and accept them, but?”

I explained about the day after. “Maybe if you punished me naked and I knelt and suck your cock as a thank you like I do to dad and Andy when they punish me.

I removed my blouse and bra and bent over, I saw him remove his belt and his trousers and undies dropped to the floor. He rubbed his cock and began to wank as he belted me.

He could not hold out and pushed me to my knees and put his cock in my mouth, a few sucks later and I swallowed his cum.

“Going forward you will stay behind every night if I am not belting one of your workmates and suck me off and wank me as I finger you and I will never mention it to your dad again.”

“Sounds fair, should I wank you now Sir?”

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Rio, Ex-Pornstar Pt. 17

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Rio uploaded his honest, confessional video to Onlyfans on Saturday night before joining Jay in bed. He checked that the upload was successful, then quietly shut his laptop down.

“Well, it’s done,” he said, slipping under the bed covers. “It’s posted.”

Jay knew what he meant.

“It’s out there now. Out in the world of zeroes and ones.” Rio paused, contemplating what he’d just done. It was life-changing in every sense of the word, and potentially career-destroying, too. He felt like a reptile shedding old skin. He listened to the sirens in the distance; they never went away. There was too much crime and too many emergencies, but not enough people to respond. “Like, even if I changed my mind right now and deleted my post, someone would’ve already seen it. Someone, somewhere, has already watched my post and knows what I said. Maybe someone has even downloaded a copy. And if logged back on and deleted it now, I’d look like a fuckin’ coward.”

Jay rolled over. “I don’t think you’re a coward,” he said, placing a reassuring hand on Rio’s chest. “Actually, I think you’re extremely fucking brave. I mean, you’re asking people to view you differently to how they’ve viewed you in the past, which is hard enough for anyone in your position. But in your case, it’s also tied up with your career, and I know how hard you’ve worked recently to resurrect it.” He felt Rio’s chest rise and fall underneath the weight of his hand.

“Yeah,” Rio agreed. “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see how people react tomorrow. I’m tryin’ hard not to think about it anymore tonight.” He spooned Jay from behind.

“I love you, Rio, whatever happens.”

“I love you too.”

“I’ll get you a job at the library if I need to.”

“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”

Jay reminisced. “Hey, you remember the time you came in to join the library and you asked me, very fucking loudly I might add, where the hardcore porn section was?”

Rio laughed. “Yeah, bruh, I do. That was funny. I’m just glad I didn’t kill that old lady.”

“She was deaf as a fucking post. I heard she made a recovery, but she didn’t hear any of your complaint that the library didn’t store porn mags on its shelves. She passed out because she came across a racy paragraph in the Barbara Cartland novel she was reading.”

“Fuck around and find out,” said Rio. “That Cartland skank had a dirty fuckin’ mind.”

Jay laughed hard. He went to sleep with a gigantic grin on his face.

*

Jay woke alone on Sunday morning — the other side of the bed was vacant.

Rio was already up; he woke with the sun. He poured himself a coffee and logged on, steeling himself for the worst of all possible worlds. He began scrolling through the comments to last night’s post. While there were a few nasty and ignorant comments, most of the feedback from his followers was either neutral or positive. A few people offered praise for the guts he showed in owning his truth, even though he feared for his career in doing so.

Jay padded out to the living room where Rio was sitting with his laptop. “How did it go?”

Rio peered at Jay over the top of his reading glasses. “I’m feeling very relieved, bro.”

Jay sat next to him and gave him a big hug. “I mean, I’ve got a few less followers this morning than I had last night,” Rio continued, “but most of the comments are good.”

So some people had unsubscribed. “Show me?” Jay asked. Rio turned the laptop screen in Jay’s direction.

Jay began scrolling down through Rio’s feed. Some of the negative comments were downright nasty and offensive, but Jay felt way more upset about them than Rio did. He kept his thoughts quiet. This morning was about Rio, and not himself.

Rio pointed at the screen. “Look at this comment, Jay. That’s a word I never thought I’d ever be called.”

Jay knew the pain that six-letter word beginning with the letter F could bring. He’d been on the receiving end of it a few times himself. “I know.”

“You know what? Fuck ’em,” Rio decided. “If people like that have unfollowed me because of what I said, I’m glad they’ve gone. I don’t want people like that as my fans.”

He quietly closed his laptop and made breakfast for Jay and himself. Poached eggs on rye toast, with wilted spinach, hash browns and an abundance of coffee.

They thought no more of it until Rio’s cellphone rang in the middle of the afternoon. He was sitting outside, enjoying a cup of herbal tea, but not doing anything in particular. He picked up his vibrating handset, but he didn’t recognise the caller’s number.

“Hey, Jay,” he hollered, “what does it mean when you get a call from a number with a plus sign in front of it?”

Rather than shouting back, Jay stepped outside to join Rio. “It means it’s an international call. Someone’s calling you from overseas.”

Rio’s phone stopped vibrating — the caller had given up.

“Who the fuck could be calling me from overseas? I don’t even think I know anyone from out of the country.”

Jay shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t ask me.”

“Must be a wrong lara travesti number,” Rio concluded. “Someone’s doin’ an international buttdial. They’re gonna get a surprise when their next bill arrives.”

A few seconds later, Rio’s phone sprang to life again, buzzing loudly. He looked at the screen. “I think it’s the same number, Jay. There’s a plus sign on my screen, followed by 61. So if the plus sign means international, what does 61 mean?”

“Wait a second.” Jay unlocked his own phone and googled international dialling codes. “So, 61 is the international dialling code for Australia. Someone’s calling you from down under.”

Rio looked perplexed. “Who the fuck do I know from Australia?”

His phone rang again. Same number. This time, out of sheer curiosity, he answered. The line wasn’t very clear, but he heard a distant female voice.

“Uhh … yeah … g’day. Am I speaking with Rio?”

“Yeah, I’m Rio. What can I do for you?”

“My name’s Sandy. I’m calling from Australia. I’m a journalist from the Sydney Evening Garbage. I believe we’ve met before. In Fiji. You might remember me.”

Rio put his handset on mute for a second. “Fuck. Jay, it’s that fuckin’ Australian whore with those terrible plastic titties who hounded us on vacation. Remember?” Jay nodded, and Rio returned his attention to the call. “Yeah, I remember you. But how’d you get my fuckin’ number, bitch? My digits are private.”

Sandy’s answer was nonchalant. “I’m a journalist. Phone numbers are easy.” She pressed on with her inquiry. “So, Rio, I follow your Onlyfans account, and I was interested in the post you uploaded last night where you said you were bisexual and that you live with a guy. I was wondering if the guy you mentioned was the business partner you were vacationing with in Fiji.”

Rio wound up. “Listen, whore, I said what I said last night, but I ain’t got nothin’ further to add. My life ain’t none of your goddamn fuckin’ business …”

“I just want to let you know,” interrupted Sandy, “that I took some photos of you both in Fiji. You were splashing around in the pool, throwing a plastic football back and forth to each other in the sun. I think I overheard you talking about libraries. Is your business partner a librarian? I know librarians don’t get paid very much, so I assume that’s why you both shared the same room.”

Rio’s mouth opened, but no words came out.

“I also took some photos of you both when you were watching a football game at the bar one night. You were high-fiving each other and hugging. I guess that means you and your business partner follow the same football team. You both looked happy. Decades ago, people might have described you as having a gay time that night.”

Rio said nothing. He knew precisely what she meant by that word, but he refused to bite.

“So did you enjoy your vacation?”

“Until I met you, I did. Now listen, bitch, I thought I made things clear before. I ain’t your fuckin’ property.”

“I know that, Rio,” she said. “But the photos I took of you and your business partner are still on my phone, and they *are* my property. It’d be a pity if they … you know … got accidentally leaked to the internet.”

Rio wasn’t ashamed about anything. Personally, he couldn’t give a fuck if this sleazy journalist uploaded private pictures of him, but he wanted to protect Jay. He thought hard: nothing in last night’s post mentioned who his partner was. His shoulders sank. “What do you want?” Rio asked.

“An interview. An exclusive one, where I ask you about your … journey. My newspaper will pay you.”

“Listen. Why don’t you write some bullshit ’bout Taylor Swift and leave me the fuck alone.” He ended the call. His face was a scowl.

“What did she say?” asked Jay.

Rio sighed. “She saw my post last night. And she took photos of us in Fiji when we were in the pool, and when we were at the bar watching the Raiders game. She wants to interview me, and threatened to publish the photos she has of us if I don’t agree.”

Jay waited for Rio to continue.

“I’ve got nothing to hide anymore, but you ain’t part of this story and I wanna keep it that way. In my post, I mentioned I lived with a dude, but I didn’t say anything about who you were. So this ain’t about me right now, but about you. I wanna protect you and keep you outta this, but fuck, Jay, this bitch is blackmailing me right now.”

Jay rubbed Rio’s sculpted shoulders. “Fuck, dude, that’s what journalists do. They work in the fucking gutter. But you don’t need to protect me. I don’t care if she publishes those photos either. And if she’s got photos of me, she already knows what I look like, and it’s probably only a matter of time before she learns we did a scene together.”

As if on cue, Rio’s phone received two images. The first was a screenshot of Rio’s huge dick buried in Flower’s ass, with Jay sitting in a chair in the distance, jacking off as he watched. The second was of Jay’s tongue slurping Rio’s thick nut out of Flower’s ass.

“So it’s true,” texted Sandy. lara travestileri “He really *is* your business partner, isn’t he? You’re definitely ‘working together’ if these screenshots are anything to go by.”

Rio showed Jay the screencaps she’d sent. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “That didn’t take long.”

His phone beeped again. “I can’t publish these screencaps,” Sandy messaged. “Besides being a breach of copyright, they’d be too raunchy for my newspaper to print. But there’s nothing stopping me writing about them.”

“If you’re not intimidated by her, neither am I,” declared Jay. “But if you agree to an interview, do it for your own sake, and not mine.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

Rio smiled. “Imma fuckin’ skewer this bitch.” He called her back, and she picked up almost immediately.

“Shut yo’ mouth, whore, Rio be talkin’ right now,” he boomed. “Now you fuckin’ listen to my gospel. I ain’t fuckin’ scared of you, or your shitty-ass column or the shitty-ass bullshit rag you write for. Imma agree to an interview wit’ you because it’ll be good for my profile. But Imma name my price. I want a hundred thousand.”

Sandy croaked. “Dollars?”

“Nah, bitch, a hundred thousand grains of sand. Yes, dollars.”

Sandy did some rough math in her head. “American dollars?”

“Well, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Australian dollarydoos, am I? By the way, I ain’t got nothin’ against fake titties, but you ought to see a lawyer, yours are terrible.”

“I’ll need to … take your proposal … to my editors,” Sandy stammered.

“Yeah, you do that, bitch.” Rio hung up and looked at Jay. “Well, at least she ain’t gonna release those pictures just yet. Fuckin’ whore got somethin’ to think about first.”

Jay felt the need to reassure his partner. “Don’t worry about me. You’ve got no reason to. I’m personally not upset by any of this. Fuck, I mean, nobody knows who I am, so why should I care if those photos get published? Besides, I was a million times more worried about the scene we did, but that’s been released and the world hasn’t ended. I’m still waiting for the awkward phone call from my parents when they eventually find out that I’ve appeared in a porn scene and I’m living with a male pornstar, and having that conversation with my parents worries me way more than anything she can scribble.”

Rio’s phone vibrated with a new call. This time, the number was local, and Rio recognised it. The caller was the producer of his most recent scene. Here it comes: the end of everything. He pressed the green button.

“Hey, dude, wassup,” greeted Rio.

“Hey, Rio, I saw your post last night,” said the producer. “I’ll get straight to the point.”

Rio braced for impact.

“If you’re free, we wanna get you on set for some new scenes,” the producer continued. “We wanna craft a feature-length adult film around you. No pressure, it’ll just be you fuckin’ five different bitches like old times, and then we’ll shoot some continuity to connect the separate scenes.”

Rio’s jaw dropped. “Wait a second. I just need to check. You said you saw my post last night, right?”

“Yeah, I did. Why?” the producer asked.

“Because what you’re saying feels like a step up, and that was the very last thing I expected.” He paused for a second. “Like, I half-expected my career to die today.”

“Why?” asked the producer.

“Because … you’re commissioning me to fuck women when you now know that something about my personal life is … different … and I’ve been hiding it.”

“So what?”

Rio took a deep breath. “So … wait, lemme check … the fact I just told the world I’m bisexual and I sleep with a guy hasn’t changed anything?”

“Not as far as we’re concerned,” said the producer. “You’re an artist, and your canvas is the female body. From our perspective, absolutely nothing has changed.”

Rio blinked in sheer disbelief. “You bein’ fuckin’ serious with me right now, dawg? You ain’t playin’ me?”

“If you doubt my word, you can drive over here right now and sign on the dotted line. Your contract is already printed. You’re gonna be working with Tory, Loni, India, Brigitte, and Flower. If you want to, that is. I know you’ve worked with them all before.”

Rio was completely speechless.

“I’ve spoken with them all earlier today,” continued the producer. “They’ve all watched your post, they understand where you’re at personally, and as long as you pass the regular medical tests, none of them have any concerns about working with you. Flower asked if you’re living with that guy Jay, from the cuck scene you did. She said the three of you went out to dinner after the shoot. She said he was very polite, funny, and cute.”

Rio was smiling so hard his jaw began to ache. “Yeah, that’s him. Jay’s my bro. And I’m 100% in on this project, dude. Absolutely 100%.”

“Sweet,” said the producer. “Like I said, the contract is here for you whenever you’re ready to ink it.”

Rio ended the call and looked at Jay. “I feel like … umm … I feel like I just won the lottery.” There Travesti lara were tears in his eyes.

“Tell me?” asked Jay. He’d only heard half of the conversation.

Rio’s mind was exploding. “I don’t know if I can, but I’ll try to summarise. When I went to bed last night, I thought owning my truth might mean the end of my career, but so far, it’s turning out to be the exact opposite.” He chose his words carefully. “They … they want to make a full-length adult movie based around me.”

Jay beamed. “Fuck, no way.”

Rio nodded. He’d never smiled so hard in his life.

“Are you sure?” Jay queried.

“The producer told me the contract was already printed and was sitting at the front desk waiting for me to sign.”

“This deserves a toast,” said Jay. He scooted inside and pulled two icy beers from the fridge. After flipping the tops off, he brought them back outside. “I’m living with a stone-cold legend of adult entertainment.”

Rio accepted his beer and took a satisfied slug. “Nah, not really. I’m not a legend. I just got lucky.”

Jay took a sip of his ale. “Lucky in what way?”

Rio answered Jay’s question by grabbing his fat junk through his pants.

“Well, yeah, you’ve got an enormous cock,” Jay said, “which I guess was your ticket to ride, but I’m sure your craft requires more than just your natural endowment. I mean, you need to be able to get on well with the cast and crew and make them feel comfortable, you need to have chemistry with the women you’re working with, you need to have patience and stamina, you need to have a sense of humour, and you need to be able to nut on cue. Shit, dude, not many people can muster those skills, and on top of that, I think you’re an excellent actor. I mean, you could probably be an action star. Bruh, you’re not just a legend, you’re the fucking GOAT.”

Rio took a chug of his beer and looked up at the clear blue afternoon sky, feeling privileged to be alive. “I feel like I’m a thousand feet tall right now.”

Jay smiled out the corner of his mouth. “So nearly as tall as your dick, then.”

Rio hugged Jay tight and kissed him hard. “I’m so lucky to have met you.”

“I feel the exact same way about you, Rio.”

Rio grabbed Jay’s hand and led him into the bedroom. They undressed each other slowly, then lay side by side on the mattress. Jay ran his fingertips up and down Rio’s beautiful torso, feeling his sculpted pecs and his tight abdomen muscles. He touched Rio’s beautiful flaccid penis before looking up into Rio’s fiery, dark eyes. “A full-length adult film, huh?”

“That’s what the producer said.”

“We’re gonna need some shelf space for all your Oscars,” Jay joked. He knew there was a similar awards ceremony for porn, but he couldn’t remember what it was called, and right now, it didn’t matter.

Rio chuckled. “I’m gonna be working with Flower again. She remembers you. The producer told me she said you were polite, funny and cute.”

Jay’s heart swelled. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s so fucking sweet! I’ll never forget meeting Flower through my boyfriend!”

The word was out there. Conversation halted, and Jay took his hand away from Rio’s chest. He worried that he’d crossed a line.

“I’m … fuck … I’m really sorry,” stammered Jay. “I know you called me your boyfriend in your post last night, but I don’t know how you feel about me calling you *my* boyfriend.” He paused for a moment, not sure how to proceed. “I mean … that’s definitely how I feel about you … like, to me, you’re my boyfriend … and I’ve felt like that ever since I moved in with you … but if you don’t want me to use that word, I won’t.”

Rio immediately put Jay’s mind at ease. “I’ve just spent the past 24 hours being as honest with myself as I can, so there ain’t no way Imma tell you to be any different. I’m not ’bout to tell you not to use a word that you wanna use. Does that make sense? So yeah, it’s cool. I mean, I never thought I’d be called the F-word, but I also never thought I’d have a boyfriend. It’s a day of extraordinary terminological discoveries.”

“I’m gonna hide that fucking thesaurus from you and your ‘extraordinary terminological discoveries’,” Jay grinned. He’d rarely felt this happy in his life.

“Just for saying that, Imma tickle you to death.” Rio knew exactly where Jay’s ticklish spots were and he zoned in. Jay’s body thrashed and contorted as he tried to hide his vulnerabilties from Rio’s touch, giggling uncontrollably the entire time.

Eventually, Rio showed mercy, and Jay caught his breath. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, in a state of near-delerium. Ecstasy didn’t feel this good. He tried hard to pull a serious face. “No, but seriously, that thesaurus is in my sights. It’s going down.”

“But have you considered the downside?” asked Rio. “You won’t get to see me wear my reading glasses no more?”

Jay pouted. “Fuck.” Rio’s frames were sexy as hell, and he wasn’t willing to pay that big a price. He turned his mind back to Rio’s upcoming film. “Anyway, so tell me about the movie?”

Rio propped himself up on one elbow. “I don’t know too much. They said it’d be five or six scenes with me fucking different chicks, and they’d shoot some bridging material to stitch the scenes together into a storyline that’s at least semi-coherent.”

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It was as the new season of Extracurricular was airing that Trevor got notice that he had gotten the part for the dystopian trilogy. This would completely change the trajectory of his career, and came with a huge paycheck too. Plus, after reading the books, Trevor was excited to take on this part. It started off with his character coming off as someone who could very well be a villain, but the main female romantic lead would learn he was on her side before the climax of the first movie.

The first thing the studio did was hire a personal trainer to get Trevor to where he needed to be physically for the part. He had to add on muscle and bulk up more than he was, as well as grow a beard. His changing body and looks was commented on in interviews, but once it was announced he would be in the part, everyone knew why he was making the changes.

Those interviews sometimes had to include Paul, but the others were good about making sure he wasn’t alone with Paul for it. And halfway through the season, nearing the end, Paul seemed to have found a new twinky victim he brought with him to some of the interviews. He was a younger actor, around twenty years old, by the name of Noah Carmen. Trevor felt a little bad for the guy, but he lost some of his sympathy when Noah was aggressive towards him behind the scenes.

Of course, Trevor knew why he was. Paul was making Trevor seem like competition, so the man wanted to mark his territory in front of Trevor. It didn’t stop him from being annoyed with the guy though. Every time they had to be on a set together, Trevor did what he could to stay away from Paul, but that didn’t seem to matter.

“The best twinks are so possessive,” Paul commented once when they were in the waiting room to go out to the set.

Trevor let out a breath and shook his head. “If your goal is to make me jealous, it won’t work. I’m seeing someone else, and I’m happy, Paul. I don’t care what you get up to anymore. Go fuck all of Hollywood. Have fun with it.”

Paul frowned at him. “I know you, Trev. You’re the type that needs to be owned, possessed. You haven’t even announced who this new relationship is, and you’re about to travel for work. Let’s see how that will work out for you.”

Trevor didn’t comment further. He got up, straightened his suit, and went to the doorway to wait for their call.

All the while, Trevor was seeing Alex regularly. Both of them were still working, with Alex working with other shows in the same warehouses, as well as the theater, and Trevor working out and going to interviews, as well as table reading for the new movie. All of their off time seemed to be together though, most of the time at Alex’s place but sometimes they would retreat into the basement bedroom at Naomi’s home. Trevor was still trying to find a place to buy a home, but he had been stalling because he wanted the place to work for Alex too but it felt too soon to ask him to move in.

The studio gave Trevor four months to get ready for the beginning of filming, which would happen in the Chicago area. His time was running out now, though. He was holding onto Alex in bed one night, his mind wandering to the idea of being away from him. “I have to leave in two weeks. Part of me wants to ask you to come with me, but I know you well enough to know that you wouldn’t leave your jobs. Still, it’s killing me to go.”

Alex snuggled a little closer. “I’m not generally fond of long-distance relationships, but it isn’t every day that you get the chance to date THE Trevor Lars, Gay Icon,” he said in response.

Trevor snickered into Alex’s ear. “Is that what they call me? So if I wasn’t famous, would this be goodbye? I’ve never been so glad for the fame then,” he teased.

Alex rolled his eyes, even though Trevor couldn’t see it. “If you weren’t famous, you would have gone on ghosting me for the rest of your life, so it’s hard to separate our current circumstances from your career,” he responded.

Trevor sighed and buried his face in Alex’s neck. “That’s not what I wanted. I thought about contacting you so many times. I kind of imagined that you would have gone on to college and fallen in love with someone and moved on with your life by now. Like…maybe I romanticized how much we meant to each other back then. Maybe it was easy to forget about me after some time and the hurt had worn off. Plus I felt like…choosing me would be risky for you. It might still be, honestly.”

Alex knew that Trevor probably considered himself cursed or something, but the best way to get to the bottom of his fears was to confront them head-on. “How is that, exactly?” Alex asked in a friendly tone.

“Well, there’s Paul for one, though he might put all of his focus into his new boyfriend soon, or so I hope,” Trevor replied, using his fingers against Alex’s back to count it out. “I travel for work, a ton. That whole wandering actor thing you were talking about, even if I return to your small theater for more shows. And I always worry that one day the medications may not work as well as before, or something will go wrong, and then I’d be putting your Kemer travesti health at risk too, which is…unconscionable to me. Plus, who likes to think about their boyfriend selling his body as a teen?”

“Well, Paul isn’t a special case. Everyone with empathy ends up in a relationship with one of his kind eventually. There are ways to deal with them. Long distance relationships suck more than they don’t, but life changes fast and sometimes things work out and sometimes they don’t. I’m not going to pass on potentially the greatest experience of my life over some discomfort, but I do refuse to be lonely while in a relationship. As far as medications ceasing to function or whatever, every sexual encounter with anyone is a health risk. It’s a matter of doing what can be done to reduce risk to an acceptable level. Don’t borrow trouble, Trev,” Alex responded point for point.

Trevor let out a groan and hid his face again. “I’m trying not to. I’m usually not this neurotic or nervous in a relationship, I swear.”

“Aww,” Alex said sympathetically, “that’s too bad, I was just starting to find it quirky and adorable.”

Trevor chuckled and pulled Alex closer. “I mean, I can stay needy and clingy if you want.”

“Nah, I’m good. A little clingy is fine, but I didn’t sign on to raise you,” Alex said while chuckling.

Trevor wrinkled his nose at that and sat up enough he could lean on his elbow and see Alex’s face. “Nah, no raising here. Naomi did that for me, and I’m only ever doing it for babies with four paws.”

“Good,” Alex said, “then stop worrying about things that aren’t an issue yet. I don’t know how I’m going to handle the distance, but we are going to have to figure it out.”

Trevor nodded, knowing that was true. He wanted to promise he wouldn’t take parts like this going forward, but he also knew he couldn’t promise that either. Two weeks seemed to fly by and soon enough Trevor was packed and ready to go. He lingered just a little longer than he meant to saying goodbye to Alex, but eventually he was boarded on the flight out to Chicago.

The first few days were a whirlwind of activity, while they tried on clothes to make sure they fit, altered what didn’t, tested makeup, and did some test shots of photos as the characters. They also got a chance to really start to get to know each other better than they could when they were just doing the table readings.

Trevor got to meet their fighting choreographer and start working with him to get everything down, and Trevor was coming back to the hotel exhausted each night. That didn’t stop him from doing video chats or phone calls with Alex, though, talking about what they had done and how they wished they could teleport to each other.

It was killing Trevor not to be there with him, but he tried not to put that on Alex, though he did tell him how much he missed him. Alex, meanwhile, was busy putting together the sets for the theater’s next production and looking for his next stint as PropMaster or Set Boss with the studio. He had been considering moving out of the city, but that would mean the added expense of getting and maintaining a car and he wasn’t sure he was ready for either that kind of responsibility or the temptation to just get in the car and drive to wherever Trevor was.

Once they got into filming, Trevor was working sometimes close to seventeen to nineteen hours a day. Alex could see how tired he was when they would talk some days, but even when Alex would tell him he should go to bed as soon as he got back to the hotel, Trevor would say he would be more productive if he had at least an hour of time with Alex.

The director of the community theater pulled Alex aside as they were rehearsing for the opening day of the latest production. “Alex, I’ve been offered a position at my alma mater as a drama director. I wanted to let you know that I’m taking the job and the board for the theater has decided not to continue producing shows. The viewership has been down since the pandemic and even with the influx of interest we got over Rent, they don’t feel like they can keep the doors open without me here to keep things moving.”

Alex just sat there for a while, staring at Bill in disbelief. He had not managed to pick up another gig at the studio and now he wasn’t sure how he was going to keep up the exorbitant rent on his miniscule apartment. He mentioned it to Trevor that night when they talked, musing aloud that he supposed he had better start looking for something he could pursue part time or for as time to keep the lights on.

Trevor was troubled by all of it, especially the theater. He was more than a little upset that the board just gave up rather than trying to find someone else to spearhead keeping it open. He even called Rodney the next day to see what was going on with the studio, but all Rodney could tell him was that while the studio could make some decisions, a lot of directors choose their own teams.

“Though, as a lead actor, you have some sway there,” Rodney pointed out. “You could speak to your director and find him something.”

“I Kemer travestileri feel like Alex is a little too proud to take handouts from me,” Trevor replied.

“Sometimes connections are the best ways to get jobs,” Rodney commented. “I’ll see what I can do on my end, but keep your eyes and ears open for something that is perfect for him.”

For a little bit, Rodney would give him some odd jobs to do on the sets he was working on, but Trevor had an opening when one of their main Prop Designers collapsed on set. They took a break to get him EMS help and have him transferred to the hospital, but they couldn’t stop work completely. Two days later, he had to put in notice that he had gotten a diagnosis from the doctor that meant taking time off all of his sets. Alex might end up angry at Trevor, but he took the chance to speak to the director to say their lead set designer of Extracurricular was looking for work and was amazing on set and with crews.

The director looked into his work and interviewed a few other people before he interviewed Alex. By the end of the next week, Alex had a job offer for all three movies and a slightly sheepish Trevor on video. “So,” Alex said in a very disapproving tone, “You just couldn’t help yourself? You had to meddle?”

Trevor bit his lower lip, trying not to let out the nervous laughter that was threatening to bubble up. “I’ll admit, it’s a problem. It’s hard watching someone I…care about go through something without helping. You can always turn it down and apply to other jobs in the studio, of course.”

Alex rolled his eyes, “Thank you so much for letting me know what I am permitted to do,” he said acerbically.

“I mean, I’d hate for you to be unaware,” Trevor joked and then looked down at the bed. “I’m sorry. It’s a bad habit and I should break it, you’re right. What I mean is that I can make some excuses as to why you can’t take the offer so you don’t look bad to the studio or director.”

Alex seemed to think about it for a long time, letting the silence between them stretch on as he watched Trevor start to squirm uncomfortably. Finally, Alex’s face broke from his deadpan expression as he shook his head. “It’s impossible to be mad at you, you jerk. Especially if it means we can be closer to each other,” he finally said with a smile.

Trevor perked up at that, like he couldn’t quite believe his ears. “You’ll take the job?”

“Well, it’ll be career suicide if I don’t. Nobody turns down a job that got arranged for them by THE Trevor Lars, Gay Icon,” Alex said.

“You’re never going to let go of that, are you?” Trevor laughed.

“Not as long as you’re THE Trevor Lars, Gay Icon…” Alex intoned, adding special emphasis to the phrase such that Trevor could hear the capital letters.

“Oh, so as long as I have a career, got it,” Trevor replied with another chuckle.

“So I was thinking of getting my driving license and maybe buying a van,” Alex said, changing the subject.

“Oh really?” Trevor said, looking interested. “Not one of those white kidnapper vans, right?”

Alex made a face. “Not white, no, but definitely a ‘Free Candy’ van,” he answered. “I’ve been looking into floor plans for building it into a tiny house on wheels, since I’ll probably have to follow you around the country.”

Trevor looked a little sheepish again. “I could quit movies and shows and stick to theaters or broadway. That’s almost more competitive though. I never factored in a significant other when I went down this career path, I suppose…”

“No job that a human can do should require that they choose between work and having a life outside of work,” Alex said.

Trevor couldn’t argue with that, but he knew there were quite a few that existed, and this could be one of them. Of course, he had more access to money to travel back and forth, but it meant other people working to get him there. He was just glad that he had no interest in having kids, since it would make it easier to travel with a partner for jobs.

“And yet,” Trevor eventually said. “This career only works with family and intimate relationships if you’re okay being farther away or traveling with me.”

Alex just nodded to that, his eyes unfocusing a bit as he mentally reviewed his floor plans to try to figure out which one would take the least amount of time to put together. “How long do I have to get there?” he asked distractedly.

“I told them you have the opening of your last show at the theater soon, and then they’ll give you a week or two after that to wrap things up and travel out here. We have enough done and made for sets that we can film during that time so long as everyone chips in,” Trevor explained. “Is that doable?”

Alex pondered that question, calculating in his head. “I think so. How long does it take to get a driving license?”

“For an adult? I think you can get it pretty quickly,” Trevor said, and then seemed to realize something. “Wait, you drove me home in my car without a license?!”

Alex looked slightly sheepish, but defiant. “Someone had to! Travesti kemer You weren’t going to get any decent sleep in your trailer and you were in no shape to take the taxi service.”

Trevor pursed his lips and gave Alex a steely look before he let out a laugh and shook his head. “Well, based on your driving then, you’ll do fine. I have no doubt you’ll get it easily.”

Alex dismissed that with a wave, “What do you know? You were zonked out and high on Benadryl.”

“I was not high! I was just drowsy,” Trevor replied. “And anyway, I have faith in you.”

Trevor was right too, as Alex managed to get his “driving” license pretty easily. The hard part was finding someone with a car in New York City and who was willing to loan it to Alex so he could both practice driving and use it for his test. He ordered a van online and had it delivered to his apartment. He had managed to downsize most of his possessions to what was absolutely necessary, which included his propmaking tools and some clothes, as well as the little trinkets Trevor had been giving him over the months. It was a matter of minutes to get the van loaded with what he was keeping.

He had been paying month-to-month on his apartment since the beginning of the production and as it wound to a close, he spent all of his time living in the van parked on the theater’s property (with the permission of the owners, of course) and outfitting it as he found time away from packing away the sets and the props that still remained. He said goodbye to Bill and the theater when it was all done, and set the address Trevor had given him in his GPS.

The drive time to Chicago from where he was would take a bit over twelve hours, so he stopped to sleep when he was feeling tired and then got back on the road. He was really impressed with himself for the work he had accomplished on the van before leaving, what was still unfinished could be done either on the road or when he arrived. As it was, he was enjoying the freedom of not being tied to a particular address and the ability to sleep in a bed he had crafted himself.

He made good time and got to Chicago mid-morning, which gave him some time to meet with the people who would work under him, and for them to give him the tour and show him what they had set up right now, as well as what they needed to do. Alex was completely caught up and given the set lists to go over while they went into the studio to what they were currently doing.

The movie they were filming was set in a dystopian reality, with a very rigid structure. Trevor’s part was a colonel in the military who was stationed in the city where the female protagonist was. After being attacked by one of the Captains, she learns of the rebellion going on, and finds out that Trevor’s character, Alastair, is a spy for them.

When Alex stepped onto set, they were in what looked like a dungeon cell. Even having worked in the industry for years, it was still amazing how you could be transported to another world the moment you came onto a set. Trevor and another actor were there, both of them wearing dark colored military pants and black combat boots. The other man, an actor who was well known now by the name of Leander Martin, was in the entire military outfit, but they had Trevor shirtless and kneeling on the stone floor.

Alex had seen in video chats that they had cut Trevor’s hair into a military style cut and had added low lights to it, but it looked far darker in person. It was a mix of brown and red, which made his eyes stand out. They were still that beautiful cinnamon color that Alex loved.

They had done makeup to make Trevor look pale and with open cuts all along his back. Since it was between scenes, one of the makeup artists was misting Trevor with water to make him look like he was sweating. His eyes lit up when he saw Alex following behind the person directly under him in the hierarchy.

Trevor and Alex weren’t openly dating yet, and Trevor wasn’t sure how out he was among his colleagues. Though they were dating, they hadn’t announced it, and Trevor would never out them if Alex didn’t want him to, so that was as much of a greeting as he gave Alex right then. He knew they would probably have to make it public eventually, but he had already told Alex that he wanted to only do that when Alex was comfortable with it.

Alex finished his tour of the set, making quick notes in his “pocket brain” for minor changes that would add realism to the design as he went. By the time he had seen everything he needed to see, they fetched up at the trailer that his office was situated in, which was shared with the crew break room. The entire set crew was gathered in the modestly sized break room, leaving standing room only.

Alex looked them over for a moment before speaking. “Hello, everyone, I’m Alex Hakim. I took over from Tia Hernandez on the set of Extracurricular when some creative differences caused her to move on. I’ve got a solid background in both prop making and set design, working as a crewmember myself until I was promoted to Tia’s position. I’ve been Lead Set Designer at a small community theater in New York for about five years now, but that theater closed down recently so the owners could retire. Beyond my credentials, I tend to run with my hair on fire most of the time, but if you take care of me, I guarantee I will take care of you.

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Jordan stepped into Renwa’s office. “Admiral Duchie, I know you’ve been after me to show you what I do here. Well, I’ve managed to make some time, if you’d just follow me.”

Duchie stood up. “Uh…”

Renwa waved at him. “Go on ahead. I still have to finish this paperwork.”

Once they were out of the way, Elunara slipped into the office and closed the door. “Sir, I’ve been meaning to speak to you privately.”

“Proceed.”

“It’s about Admiral Duchie. Quite frankly I think he’s a moron and an asshole. My original plan had been to introduce Charnak and possibly make him Duchie’s new trainer for the new area; however, I don’t think he’s qualified…”

Renwa held up a hand. “Duchie IS a moronic asshole and I’m quite sick of dealing with him.”

Elunara let out the breath she’d built up.

“Some years ago, he used to be a friend. Now, I realize that I didn’t spend enough time with him to understand what a useless asshole he is.” Renwa walked to the window and peered out.

Elunara snorted. “If he didn’t have such pull with-“

“I’m going to stop you again. You have more pull with King Wyrnn than Duchie will ever have, and it pisses him off endlessly. How many times has he read your books?”

“Twice each, though some he has read repeatedly.”

“Can you tell which ones he’s re-read?”

“Yes. I keep detailed records of every book and who has read each one. Except for Zelinnia,” She eyed the Blood Elf. “She yanked so many books over and over, that my system doesn’t know what it’s doing.”

“I was cross-referencing.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Find those books; tell me what he was trying to figure out.” Renwa shook his head. “All of that reading, and he was shocked as shit that your mother was Tyrande.”

Elunara rolled her eyes. “I manage to not be surprised.”

“He does not speak to me unless spoken to.” Zelinnia flipped another page. “I’ve decided I’m fine with that.”

“You know that bothers me.” He sighed.

“Elunara taught me better.” Zelinnia gave a cat smile.

“He also refers to her as “that Blood Elf” instead of by her name.” Renwa grit his teeth.

“Any idea what he plans?”

“I’m hoping your books might give us leads. The end result is, he should have been outside starting his own town months ago. Yet, he sits in my office as if it is his and he’s rude to pretty much everyone I consider a friend. Everyone has to call him Admiral, even me.”

“Lame.” Elunara tugged a sheet out of her pocket and handed it to Renwa. “John brought me this.”

Renwa frowned at the paper. “I’d heard you were using him. This… makes no sense.”

“It took me several tries to understand it myself. Duchie is privately recruiting, but doing a shitty job of it. John caught him several times offering bribes and incentives to get people to leave here, but he’s done a poor job of selecting. This is a tally sheet. If you follow these lines here…”

Zelinnia walked over and snatched out the sheet. She studied it for several moments. “That fucking asshole.” She marched to a cabinet and began yanking seemingly random sheets. She laid them out on the conference table. Once she was done, she gestured. “That stupid bastard has been trying to siphon funds.”

Elunara put her hand on a sheet of paper. “Well, shit.”

Renwa blinked at it several times, turning his head this way and that. “Zel, my love, I have no fucking idea what you just did.”

Zelinnia groaned. “It’s actually very clear.” She went into lecture mode and spent several minutes detailing what she had put together.

“See, this is why you’re perfect.” Renwa brushed his lips against hers.

“But, WHY is the question.”

Zelinnia shrugged. “This note is only part of the issue.” She gathered the sheets together and started re-filing them.

“How did John get this?”

“Duchie wadded it up and threw it in a bucket. If John hadn’t heard him earlier, he wouldn’t have bothered. As it was, he thought the page would please me.”

“I see why you want to work him. Very well, keep me informed. You’re his trainer now.”

“Understood.”

“For now, we keep this business between the three of us. I know how you are Elunara, but your family needs to be in the dark for now.”

“They think I’m using John for a different purpose. Jordan has an idea, but he thinks I’m just here to complain about Duchie’s incompetence. I’ll deal with John’s involvement.” She tucked the note back into her pocket.

Renwa nodded. “Good. I don’t have to tell you about keeping this to the vest.”

The door slammed open and Duchie marched in, followed on his heels by Jordan. Duchie froze and stared at Elunara. He narrowed his eyes and sat down. “Your HUSBAND deliberately humiliated me in front of the troops.” He turned to Renwa. “I DEMAND an apology.”

“Ok, first off, how? Second off, why? Third… Well, you get the idea.” Elunara smirked.

“He wanted me to address the troops, so I went through the motions…”

“HAH! You set me up!”

Jordan shook his head in disbelief. “How was I supposed porno izle to know that the band on your pants was broken?”

“Am I to understand that one of my best and most reliable officers, PANTSED a superior officer in front of the troops?”

“I did no such thing.”

“It’s all because of HER!” Duchie pointed at Elunara. “Ever since she came to this town and taken it over, the morals of this town have all but disintegrated. Her so called family is no different. Nothing but disgusting perversion. ” He crossed his arms. “A severe lack of discipline all around. I’ll be writing to King Wrynn, mark my words.”

“So marked.” Elunara smiled politely. She slipped an arm around Jordan’s. “Come, my HUSBAND, let’s go do more perverted things.”

“I’m always up for that.”

Once outside and out of ear shot, she dropped her arm and took his hand. “Alright, now I have to know how you pulled it off… literally.”

“I actually didn’t. One of our stops was over at the leatherworking shop. Lucy was finishing up his belt order, putting some finishing touches in the design. Admiral moron began berating Sam for letting an untried novice finish his belt. Then started going on about how she was a disgrace to the army for quitting, and how he would see to it that King Wyrnn would have her shipped back to Stormwind, followed by how absurd it was that Sam would let Lucy even work there, on the words of a disgraced whore. By his first insult, Lucy started digging too deep into the pattern, by time he was through; she’d punched a series of holes so close together they made a break line. All I had to do was wait for a fun moment and…”

“Oh, that is priceless.”

“Our men are disciplined enough to not laugh at superior officer… unless signaled to beforehand.”

“That guy is a complete and utter asshole. Even Renwa hates him.”

“That’s good to know.”

“Renwa wants a way to be rid of him, without giving him a town to lord over.”

Jordan snorted. “He couldn’t buy loyalty if he tried. He’s also a lazy shit; he doesn’t have what it takes to be Renwa.”

Elunara stopped. “That’s it. He’s not after his own town, he’s after THIS town.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Maybe not…” She dropped his hand and ran back home. Not bothering to check the door, she bolted into her library and started digging in her desk.

“What’s the matter?”

She found her log book and held out a hand. Several books began to glow. She snagged them all down and began flipping through. “Duchie has read every book in here twice, and then picked out several he’s asked for a number of times. After all of that reading, he’s still shocked over certain details, like my mother being Tyrande.”

“Uh, that’s a pretty big detail.”

“My log book is enchanted to tell me what books have been touched by whom, and for how long. Look, this one is my earliest contact with Renwa, this one is the time period where we were lovers, and then next few are all in relation to Renwa in some way, according to the log book, he was especially interested in the encounter that broke Renwa’s obsession.”

“But why?”

“Because this is Renwa’s town. Sure, people went all hero worship on me, but that’ll fade over time. The real heart is Renwa.” She tapped a finger on the book.

“You don’t think…”

“Possibly? I need more. This is where John will come in handy.” She shook her head. “I don’t trust that little shit Duchie as far as I can throw him. He’s up to something, and he’s either not very good at it, or the bumbling is an act.”

“We need to tell Renwa.”

“I will, I have an appointment with him in a couple of days.”

“So you finally started scheduling again?”

“Yes, actually. I still needed to contact a few people, but they’re already lining back up.”

He pressed his mouth to hers. “That’s my good girl.”

“Hey, that’s my line!”

Elunara jogged over to Tippy’s and found herself a seat. Tippy started to walk over, but Elunara help up her hand. John came in, his head down, his shoulders hunched, as he made his way to Elunara’s table. She noted how everyone glared at him.

“Give.”

He slid the package over.

She perused the packet and nodded before she signaled to Tippy.

Tippy eyed the both of them. “Well?”

“A pair of sandwiches.”

“I want to know what’s going on in my inn.” She put a hand on the table and a fist on her hip.

“I’m training John.”

“Training him for what?”

“To make something of himself. Now, are you gonna feed us or what?”

Tippy harrumphed before walking away.

“Oh, please don’t upset her.”

“Nah, I’m just speaking in a language she understands, it’s called sass.” Elunara clapped him on the arm. “When dealing with people, you have to learn how each person’s mind works, before you can get in and do your job. You’ve spent your life at the hands of your crazed sister. Then, you were stupid, and now you’re living on the outskirts of life. You should have picked up something about people, when as you dodged them in fear. For lezbiyen porno what I’m teaching you, you need to listen, observe, and stay hidden. You’ve learned how to hide, now we work on the rest.”

Tippy dropped a pair of plates on the table.

Elunara handed her some money.

Tippy eyed the sum, before turning and walking away.

“The only way you can redeem yourself at this point, is to be seen in my company. Even if that has its own connotations.” She bit into her sandwich. She swallowed her bite. “Why are you crying?”

“Because I can have one of Tippy’s sandwiches.” He very slowly and carefully ate every bite and crumb.

“If you make me happy enough, I might even convince Zelinnia to aid in this… recovery.”

“You really mean it?” He ran his fingers along the plate.

“Yes. Now get back to work.” She plucked the plate out of his hands.

Tippy marched over. “What exactly are you training him to do?”

“Eventually, I plan on making a mission specialist out of him. He’s got good potential. Right now, I’m having him transcribe notes, write down observations. Cheesy things. He spent time in the army, but had so many absences he became useless. He lived under his sister’s thumb so he became cowardly. Man like that requires a strong female influence to keep him on track. I’m just starting him off.” Elunara handed the plate up to Tippy. “Plus, he cries over your food.” She whistled as she walked out.

She frowned down at her unfinished work. It just wasn’t her style to leave it this way. Gathering up her pages into her board, she took the bundle outside and was met by John, who was struggling to breath.

He held up a sheet of paper. “I thought this would interest you.”

She frowned and took the page. Her eyes widened. “This is accurate?”

He nodded as he tried to catch his breath.

With a groan, Elunara stepped back into her house and put her board on the kitchen table. She stepped out again. “Good work, return to it.” She rushed past him.

She knocked on Renwa’s door.

“ENTER!”

She stepped in and looked around, before locking the door and approaching his desk. She put the page down.

“Terrance is Duchie’s son?”

“According to this conversation. As for the other thing? All of the entries he has returned to are about you. Our first interactions, when we were lovers, including the interaction that broke your… fixation. Of course he doesn’t remember anything pertaining to me, he’s after you.”

“But, whatever for?”

“He doesn’t want his own town, he wants this one.”

“Previously, I’d have told you that you’ve lost your mind. At this point? I don’t even know any more.”

“I’m going to have to have a talk with Jenny.” Elunara tapped her chin.

“Discretion.”

“You know me. Plus, her and Mark are my clients.”

She stopped by home and snagged her board before heading out and making house calls. She worked her way around town, setting up sessions and filling in fine details on her boards. A direct attack would be too obvious, so she meandered. She knocked on the door.

Mark opened the door and brushed a hand through his hair. “Oh, Elunara. Come in. Maybe you can help her.”

“What’s wrong?” Elunara stepped in and closed the door.

“She won’t stop barfing.” He sighed. “I hope she didn’t eat something wrong. You never know with this stupid planet. I once ate some berries that made me lose my eyesight for a week. It was horrible.”

“Just show me.”

He led the way to the back room. Jenny was curled up on a bed, clinging to a bucket for dear life. Elunara passed the board to him and made her way over. She laid a hand on Jenny’s side and channeled energy into her.

“That should ease the nausea. The good news is; you’re not dying. The… “I’m not sure how you’re going to take it” news, is you’re pregnant.” Elunara jumped when her board clattered to the floor.

“We’re going to have a baby?” He whispered.

Jenny moaned. “Why does no one tell you it’ll be like this?”

“Because it’s usually not.” Elunara rubbed a wet cloth on Jenny’s forehead. “I hate to inform you, you might wind up with the same sickness I had. I couldn’t function. But, since you’re a pair of humans from the same time, I doubt you’ll have the size issue. This world just doesn’t like your body. The nausea SHOULD pass by the third month of this.”

“Three months?” Jenny whimpered.

“We’ll talk to Ina about getting you a midwife, or someone who can help ease the nausea and keep you on track while you deal with this.” Elunara cocked her head to the side. “I might know somebody.”

“Bless you.” Jenny sighed.

Mark climbed into the bed and put his hand on Jenny’s stomach.

Elunara chuckled. “I have yet to figure out why people do that.”

“But, you were pregnant too.” Mark frowned.

“Honey, I still don’t get a lot of things about pregnancy and childbirth and babies and shit. Tulani did most of the work, because I was at a complete loss.” Elunara laughed. “But it was ok, liseli porno Tulani had always wanted a baby, but could never have one.”

“Yeah, I guess with her being female set…” Mark frowned and rubbed Jenny’s hip.

“Hey, Jenny, I know this is an awful time, but I had a question.”

“You keep channeling that anti nausea thing, and you can ask me any damned thing you want.”

“What do you know of your parents?”

“Ok, that was a little odd.” She put a hand to her forehead. “Momma was a single mother, and I don’t really know much about my dad. I’m not sure I ever met him. A couple of times Ter… er, my brother told me that dad was dead, and then mom would yell at him. She said that he was in the army, decorated officer or something. My brother called her delusional; said she needed a man to straighten her out.” She groaned. “He was always on about male dominance. Complete loon. Why?”

“He was ranting again. Figured I’d come get the truth.”

“The truth is, my brother is completely crazy, I don’t know why you let him live.”

Elunara headed on down and knocked on the next door.

Terica blinked and let her in. “Can I help you?”

“How are things going?”

She smiled and clasped her hands together. “Things are going much better now that Lucy is finally happy with herself.” She sighed. “She had been so miserable for so many years, it’s almost bizarre to see her so happy at what she does.”

“And how have you been?”

“Bored out of my mind. There’s always so much to do in Stormwind, but here it’s a little confining.”

“How about a job or two?”

“Huh?”

“Friends of mine, Mark and Jenny, just found out she’s pregnant.”

“Oh, how delightful! But what does that have to do with me?”

“Jenny’s in for a rough one. She’s going to need some help around the house until the nausea months pass. All you would do is run chores for her. She’s really nice, just not doing well right now. Once her nausea passes, which I say might be three months? You would then head over to my friend Zelinnia and help her out. She’s due with her second child, and is going to need an extra hand. Its day work, and it’ll get you out of the house and help you make a friend or two.”

“Hmm.”

“Give it some thought, let me know. I have other stops to make.” Elunara gave Terica an absent kiss on the cheek before walking out. She stopped looked back, and sighed. “Shit, I’m sorry. I’m so used to Tulani and Zelinnia.”

“Uh, no. It’s… fine?”

Elunara sighed. “Again, sorry. Just a habit.” She walked away with a grin.

Elunara stuck her head in Renwa’s door. “Don’t worry about sending for a nanny, I’ve found someone to cover it.”

Renwa blinked. “You-“

She closed the door and walked down to the healer building. “Ina!”

“What?”

“Jenny’s going to need some help with nausea for awhile. She’s knocked up, and having my time of it.”

“Oh, damn.” Ina sighed. “I’ll send Tia over, that’s her specialty.”

“Thanks Ina, you’re a peach.”

“You’re damned right I am.”

Elunara gave Savage an absent scratch. “You’re so well behaved. Though you’re probably just happy I’m wandering around again.” He made a purring noise and she giggled at him.

“That’s a pleasing sound.”

She turned around and smiled. “Hey, Sugarbear. I was headed down to see you.”

“Had to change my shirt.” They exchanged kisses. “It’s good to see you out with your board.”

“I’ve been rescheduling people like mad.”

“Good.”

She took his hand and they walked back to the training yard. “Were you there when Duchie lost his pants?”

“I was nearby, yes.”

“You know he’s blaming Jordan.”

Grogek rolled his eyes. “I’m certain the list of suspects is long and varied.”

“Lucy did it.” Elunara grinned. “She sabotaged his belt.”

He barked a laugh. “Now, that’s impressive.”

“I wonder if he’d make his own mother call him “admiral”.”

“Most likely.”

She kissed him again and headed off for the top of the hill. Once comfortable, she began to draw again.

Elunara tapped her finger on the counter. “Hey Mitsy.”

“Are you finally caving in to my offers of a makeover?” Mitsy grinned.

“No, he needs a haircut.” Elunara jerked her head at John.

“Him?” Mitsy’s nose wrinkled.

“He’s in my employ.”

“Your…”

“Ew, no.” Elunara shook her head. “He’s trying to earn some favor back by proving he’s not a louse or a moron. I’m helping him. And quite frankly, his hair is a mess. How can he look presentable like that?”

“But… Zelinnia…”

“Has tentatively forgiven him, based on how useful he can make himself.”

Tippy walked in the door and froze in place. “The hell?”

Elunara looked back at her. “Hey.” She turned back to Mitsy. “Consider it that personal favor you owe.”

Mitsy smacked her hand on the counter. “Fine.” She jerked a perfectly manicured nail at Elunara. “And only because you asked me to.”

“Elunara, I’m starting to think you’re stalking me.” Tippy put her hands on her hips.

“Mitsy, how often do I come into this building?”

Mitsy pouted. “Never.”

“So, I would have to come into this building at some point to even know how often you come in here. I just want John to get his damned hair cut.” She flicked it. “It’s disgusting.”

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Muslim Widowed Aunt Seduces MeHi, it’s Ali here! This is another true event that occurred when I was in junior college. As my father was the second oldest amongst 7 brothers I lived in a huge joint family. There were around 30 of us living comfortably in 3 huge houses which were joined together. I was the third c***d and had a twin sister and an older sister. Although I had 15 cousins I was still the favorite k** in the house.Let me first describe my Aunt. My eldest Aunt, Sheen, was quite dusky and short, around 5 ft 6 inches. She had big round boobs and a firm butt that stood out whenever she wore high heels. Sheen Aunty was around 45 years old. Her eldest son was 7 years older than me while her daughter, Dee, was around 2 years older.You should know at this point that my older cousin Dee had lost her virginity only last year after she seduced me. She, along with my youngest Aunt Fida, my twin sister Amina and older sister Jasmin were the four members of my family that I had already slept with.Sheen lived on the two floors of the right wing of my huge house. She had a duplex-designed house where the second floor was accessed through a short flight of stairs that led up from the kitchen and then continued on to the terrace.Now that you know a little background, let’s begin the story.This was in February of 2006 and I was busy studying for my 12th practical exams. It was during this that my eldest uncle took ill and was admitted to the hospital. After an unsuccessful surgery his condition deteriorated. When the doctor said that he needed blood I volunteered and donated as much as possible. Despite the best efforts my eldest uncle passed away.It was a huge blow to everyone in the family as he was the patriarchal leader of our huge family and after the final rites were performed there was a gloomy atmosphere is the whole house. Although Dee seemed to have taken the loss too deeply her mother, Sheen seemed to have come to terms with the loss.Within a week my exams were over and I began spending more time at home. As Dee was feeling too depressed, her mother suggested that she spend some time with her brother in Mumbai. Since Dee was leaving for at least a fortnight Sheen Aunty was going to be all alone at her home. When my mother suggested that maybe I should sleep over at her house she would feel more comfortable. I was surprised when Sheen Aunty readily agreed and told my mom that she was about to suggest the same thing.I had no problems sleeping over at her place as there was a PC in Dee’s room with an internet connection. As Dee was gone, I was going to sleep in her room, which was on the second floor while Sheen Aunty’s bedroom was on the first floor. It was the first night so Aunty Sheen invited me for dinner as well. Even though it was quite chilly I changed into my shorts and sleeveless Tee at half past 9, went up to her door and rang the doorbell at the iron-grille door.”Just a minute, Sweety” I heard Aunt Sheen say from within, and after a couple of minutes saw my aunt bustling towards me from inside. I was pleased to see that she was dressed in a tight, white-colored nightgown. She was not wearing her usual scarf for hijab on her head and her hair was let loose. Seeing me she smiled wide and apologized, telling me that she was just about to finish cooking dinner. “Don’t forget to lock that door, please.” she said to me.I stepped in the door and she turned to leave. I was locking the door behind me and happened to look at her. I could not believe my eyes when I looked at her swinging butt. She had firm and large butt cheeks that seemed to jiggle with every step she took. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and quickly turned around to make sure the door was locked.I went in and sat on the couch in her living room. I switched on the TV and began surfing channels till I reached HBO and began watching a movie. Aunt Sheen was making small talk from the kitchen which was right next to the living room.After a few moments she called to ask if I was hungry now and I said yes. I asked if we could eat dinner while watching the movie and she agreed readily.”Do you need any help, Aunty?” I asked.”No its fine, sweetheart. I’ll get it.” said Aunt Sheen.I sat on the couch facing the TV as Aunt Sheen began setting the dinner on the coffee table. I couldn’t but help notice that her nightgown had a huge collar and as she bent down to put the plates on the low coffee table her big round boobs almost popped out of the black lacy bra she wore. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her boobs right then.Suddenly she looked up at me and caught me staring at her boobs. Before I could react she simply smiled and said, “I hope you like them?””Huh?..” I managed to stutter confusedly before she pointed down to my plate at the coleslaw sandwiches she had made.”Wow! These are my favorite Aunty!” I managed to say with real sincerity, relieved that Aunt Sheen seemed to be cool about catching me staring at her boobs.It was then that it dawned on me that Aunt Sheen was very liberal and modern I had always seen her wearing a hijab or at least covering her head with a scarf when she was out or at home. This was the first time that I saw her dressed like this.We began to watch the movie but I was now realizing the small changes I saw in her. Apart from the quite tight nightgown she was wearing, Aunt Sheen had also applied a light beige lip-gloss, which went quite well with her dark complexion. Her nightgown had no sleeves and I noticed that her arms seemed to have been recently waxed. Her hands were so smooth that they almost reflected the light coming from the TV screen.After finishing Aunt Sheen asked me how the dinner was.”Aah.. I’m so full, Aunty.. I think I ate five sandwiches!””I’m so glad to hear you liked them, Sweetheart. I hope you still have some space in your tummy, coz I’ve made dessert too.” She said and smiled sweetly at me.Aunt Sheen picked up the plates and went to the kitchen. She returned with a huge slice of chocolate cake.I grinned wide when I saw the chocolate cake. Aunt Sheen’s chocolate cakes had been my favorite ever since I was little. I remember she had made the same cake for my 5th birthday and I still loved it whenever she baked chocolate cakes and cookies.After finishing the slice of cake Aunt Sheen and I began talking about the family.”I want to thank you for donating your blood, sweetheart. You need to know that it meant a lot to me and to Dee. She was so grateful that she was crying when she told me how you were the first to volunteer to donate the blood at the hospital.””Come on, Aunty.. You don’t need to thank me. That’s what family is for, right?” I said simply and smiled.”Aaw.. Look how you’ve grown, sweety! Talking like a man now. He he!” she giggled and managed to say through misty eyes.It was around 11 now and Aunt Sheen told me that I could sleep in Dee’s room on the second floor. She told me there’s water in the refrigerator and the rest of the chocolate cake also, knowing my cravings for midnight snacks.”Thank you, Aunty. Good night.” I said.”Good night, sweetheart!” said Aunt Sheen smiling, watching me climb the stairs to the second floor.I unlocked the door and stepped in Dee’s room. Suddenly my mind began remembering all the times that Dee and I had fucked in this room. I looked around and saw the single bed near the low window, the huge beanbag, the bookshelf and her posters and finally her PC table which was right at the side of the door. I was feeling quite contented after the dinner and the chocolate cake combined with Dee’s smell still lingering in her room began to arouse me.I made sure to latch the door from within before I switched on Dee’s PC and put on some music first. I let the music play on a low volume and switched off the lights. I soon began to surf porn sites and looked for videos to download. I knew Dee had a whole folder of porn but it was quite old and I had seen them all many times with Dee when we fucked.I began downloading a couple of videos with ebony girls with white guys as Dee was a bit dusky, much like an African-American girl with a bubble-butt. I took some lotion from Dee’s small dressing table and picked up the box of tissues. I sat on the comfortable chair in front of the PC and put on the first video. The video began with a curvy ebony girl seducing a younger white boy.I finished watching the first video and felt my cock was semi-erect. I began to feel thirsty and cursed myself for not bringing a bottle of water from the refrigerator. I minimized the window and opened the latch of the door before silently stepping out on the landing. I began to slowly walk down the stairs into the kitchen, hoping not to wake my aunt how I knew would be asleep by now. Aunt Sheen’s bedroom was right between the kitchen and the bathroom. I opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water and climbed the stairs up swiftly but silently to Dee’s room.I went inside in a hurry and sat down on the chair again. After having a drink of water I opened the website window and saw that all the videos were downloaded now. I was ready for jerking off and watch the 8 videos I had downloaded.I quickly slid down my shorts, sat on the chair comfortably and put on the second porn video. This one showed a black mature woman who seduces her young white stepson. The porn-star looked very lusty with her petite and curvy body, round and large boobs and a big bubble-butt.I started to gently rub my semi-erect cock with my fingertips, feeling it grow bigger and thicker within 10 seconds. I watched the screen as the woman began to flirt with her stepson. I reached out for the lotion and without taking my eyes off the computer screen I put a dab of it on the head of my dick.I felt the contrast between my warm cock and the cool lotion and moaned, “Ahh.. mmm.”I watched as the woman finally got her stepson alone at home when her husband is at work and she confesses her lustful feeling to the young stepson. I slowly began to spread the lotion with the fingers over my thick cock. I felt my cock becoming harder and almost reach its full length.I slowly began to rub my fingertips from the base of my cock to its head, gently repeating the motion, as the woman on-screen slowly stripped off her clothes to reveal her curvy and sexy body. She bent over and let her stepson feel her huge, soft breasts as she began to strip off his shorts.I suddenly had an image in my mind where instead of Dee, it was her mother, Aunt Sheen, who was bent over me and letting me fondle her lovely, large boobs. At this thought, my cock began to throb and become completely erect. I felt ashamed to have such thoughts about my recently-widowed aunt but then remembered the sudden change in her demeanor during dinner and instantly my lusty mind began to fantasize about her.I sank lower in my chair, prepared to take my time to cum as I wanted to enjoy the over 15 minutes-long video till the end before having an orgasm. I had kept the volume quite low but the high-quality speakers enabled me to clearly hear the moaning sounds of the young guy as his stepmother grunted loudly with the effort to put his huge cock deep in her throat.By the time the woman in the video had gotten the young guy’s cock sloppy and wet with her sucking and mounted him as he lay on his bed. She moaned out very loudly as the huge, slippery cock went half-way in her clean-shaven pussy.I was too engrossed in the video by now and began stroking my large, hard cock, watching the woman struggle to put the young guy’s huge cock completely into her pussy. I saw the woman clench her teeth and flinch as the guy gave a short push and buried his cock a couple of inches deeper into her pussy.By now, I was completely concentrated on watching the video and trying to imagine Aunt Sheen riding my throbbing cock the same way.Suddenly, I thought I heard a rustling sound from the doorway and even before I could reach out to pause the video a hand grabbed my wrist and I looked up to see Aunt Sheen standing in the open door.I froze in shock with my mind already having the worse thoughts. I felt like a moron on being caught jerking off and was about to open my mouth and apologize when Aunt Sheen simply put a finger on my lips to shush me.She pushed my arm down gently till I was sitting back in the chair. I was even more shocked when Aunt Sheen knelt in front of me and slowly ran her fingers over my still erect cock. I sat completely still and very confused about what to do next as my widowed Aunt began to inspect my cock as if it was a piece of fragile pottery. Without saying another word she put her right palm around the base of my huge cock and slid her hand all the way up till she reached the head of my cock.My lust must have overcome my senses by now because I found it harder and harder to apologize as Aunt Sheen tightened her grip on my cock and began to jerk me.I was amazed at the skill with which Aunt Sheen was jerking me off. She was rubbing the shaft of my cock with her right hand and was gently massaging my heavy balls with the fingers of the other hand. I immediately relaxed with only the thought of having an orgasm coursing through my lust-filled mind and was not at all worried right then with what was happening.I spread my legs wider and sank lower in the chair, letting Aunt Sheen come closer between my thighs. As my cock was slippery wet with the lotion Aunt Sheen began to gently kiss and lick my naked thighs. She bit down gently whenever she felt my muscles contract with her sweet kiss.The amazing feeling of having my cock being jerked perfectly and my balls being cradled in her palm made me realize again why I preferred mature woman. Their experience combined with the growing lust with age tends to make mature women do things you can only imagine.As I slowly felt my orgasm build up my cock began to pulsate constantly. Aunt Sheen must have felt it too because I felt her wipe off the lotion from my cock head in a hurry and felt her warml lovely mouth engulf it completely.This was all that I could bear and with a really loud grunt I began to spew out hot, thick streams of cum right in my aunt’s willing mouth.I could feel my body spasm with every spurt of cum and remember feeling Aunt Sheen sucking the head of my cock harder and harder with each throb of my cock.”Aaahh… Oh shit! Aaahh… Aaahh..!” I moaned out carelessly as Aunt Sheen seemed determined to suck out every last drop of cum from my dick.It took more than a couple of minutes before my cock stopped spurting cum but I lay back on the chair, breathing heavily and still moaning frequently.It took me over 5 minutes before I could manage to get out of the throes of the amazing orgasm and was shocked to see that Aunt Sheen was not there anymore.Had I simply imagined all of this? I began to wonder when I saw the door wide open. It was then that I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door again once I returned with the bottle of water.Now that my mind was a bit clear now the implications of what had happened suddenly dawned on me. I began to get worried now and decided to find out what the hell was going on.I pulled up my shorts and walked down the stairs slowly. I heard a noise in the bathroom on the first floor so I stopped half-way down and stood there. I could clearly see the door to the bathroom and Aunt Sheen’s bedroom from where I was standing and within a few moments I saw Aunt Sheen emerge from the bathroom, looking as if she had just washed her face.She was wiping her wet lips with a small towel as she walked slowly to her bedroom. It was then that she looked up and saw me standing on the stairs but she didn’t say anything, except to smile at me and beckoning me with a crooked finger, went inside her bedroom, leaving the door wide open.A dim, red-colored light was glowing within her bedroom as I walked slowly towards the door. I stepped in the door and immediately saw Aunt Sheen lying down on her bed, with her legs spread apart. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that she had lifted her nightgown to her waist and was wearing a white colored panty inside.Seeing me, she smiled and patted the bed at her side. Without a word I walked to the side of her bed and she reached out and began stroking my right thigh, slowly moving her hand underneath. I didn’t dare move as I felt her hand slowly wrap around my balls and only climbed on to her bed when she gently but firmly pulled me by my balls.As I climbed over and sat beside her, she let go of my balls and took my right hand in hers and lay it over her boobs. I felt the warmth of her body from over the sheer white fabric of her nightgown and knew that she was not wearing a bra underneath.I settled myself on my knees beside her and put my hand over her cleavage. I touched her soft, thick thighs with the other hand and began to knead them slowly. Aunt Sheen closed her eyes now and lay carelessly on the bed, with her legs spread even wider now.She only moved her hand to press my hand harder over her boobs so I slid my hand underneath her nightgown and felt her huge, soft boobs. I searched around till I found her nipple and was not surprised to feel it had become hard, like a small stone.”Ooohh…” moaned Aunt Sheen as soon as she felt me roll her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger.”Aaii.. Ssshhh!” she whimpered as I started squeezing her nipples gradually harder. I shifted my hand to her other boobs and immediately pinched her other nipple quite hard.”Aaaahh! Yes.. like that.” said Aunt Sheen with her eyes closed.While I slowly pinched her nipples with my right hand, my left hand had already reached her panty after having caressed and squeezed her dark, thick thighs. Although it must have been only a couple of minutes that I played with Aunt Sheen’s huge boobs when my fingers reached her panties I felt it was very wet with her juices.Aunt Sheen lifted up her large butt and allowed me to strip her panties a little before she reached down and took off her panties fast. She again lay back on the bed and closed her eye, spreading her legs as wide as she could and keeping her knees bent.Although it was quite dark in her bedroom I knew she had recently shaved her pussy, as it was completely bald. I played with her boobs by kneading them hard, seeing that she liked it.With the other hand, I slowly began to tease her by caressing all around her pussy with my fingertips. I could tell that she was desperate for her pussy to be fingered but I enjoyed seeing her becoming frustrated.After having taken my time, I slowly slid my middle finger over her pussy lips and was surprised to see her pussy was even more wet than I had expected. I wet my middle finger with her pussy juice before I began to push apart her thick pussy lips.I felt her raise her ass again to let me access her pussy even better.”Aaargh!.. Uuufff…!” cried out Aunt Sheen as I pushed my middle finger instantly all the way in her sloppy, wet pussy.I let go of her boob and quickly settled in between her legs which were spread apart widely. I kept my middle finger inside Aunt Sheen’s hot, juicy pussy as I slowly separated her pussy lips with my left thumb and forefinger. She had very thick pussy lips but her clit was also quite big, just like her daughter Dee had.As I began to rub and push on her swollen clit I bent my finger within her pussy and moved it around till I found her G-spot.”Shhhiitt.. Ooohhh god!” moaned Aunt Sheen as her eyes flew open when my finger came in contact with her G-spot. I knew from past experience that she would only think about having an orgasm now.I began to rub my middle finger over her G-spot faster as my thumb began to push and rub her thick clit from outside.The sloppy sound of my fingers ramming in and out of her juicy wet pussy seemed to fill the otherwise silent bedroom.”Mmmm… aaahhh… oooohhh…I’m coommm..” was all Aunt Sheen could manage to say before her whole body began to jerk hard and she clamped her legs together tightly. My finger was still inside, rubbing her G-spot vigorously, while my thumb pressed her clit harder as she thrashed on her bed.I had never imagined any woman could come so much as much as Aunt Sheen did that night. Now, she lay on the bed, breathing very heavily and occasionally grunting as a spasm frequently shot through her body in the after-glow of multiple orgasms.Aunt Sheen was so spent after such an intense string of orgasms that she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep within a couple of minutes.I suddenly realized that my right hand was completely wet with Aunt Sheen’s pussy juices which had gushed out and even stained her bed sheet in a large circle around her ass. I could see her white juices drip slowly out of her pussy as Aunt Sheen slept soundly with her legs spread apart.I slowly got off the bed, taking care not to wake her up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. When I returned after a couple of minutes I noticed that although the door to her bedroom was still open, Aunt Sheen had switched off her night lamp and her room was now in complete darkness.I decided against entering again and went back up the stairs to Dee’s room where as soon as I lay down on the comfortable bed I fell into a deep sleep.I got up with a weird feeling around my groin. Having slept pretty late I was still groggy and did not even open my eyes immediately. I simply put out my arm and felt something soft and firm and my eyes flew open.I could see that it was around 7 in the morning and Aunt Sheen was between my legs, sucking on my semi-erect cock. Seeing her, the memories from last night came rushing back to me.In the light of the day, the events of last night immediately roused feelings of guilt in me and I gently tried pushing Aunt Sheen away.” Aunty, please stop! This isn’t right… I’m really sorry for what happened last night. I… I…” I started to stammer, trying to put my conflicting feelings in order.”Shh.. Look Ali, I know this might seem wrong to you but when you think about it I’m now a widowed woman and you are a young, single guy. Besides, we aren’t related by blood, right?” My aunt countered, stroking my thickening dick as she talked.”Yeah… but…” I admitted reluctantly but Aunt Sheen cut me off with.”Look, I’ll be frank with you. My husband was a very dominating man, we all know that, and I’ve had to be obedient all my life, you know. But my husband hadn’t touched me since Dee was born and I’ve been neglected as a woman. My libido has only increased with time. It was only after I saw you jerking off that beautiful and huge cock last night that all the pent-up sexual frustration within me simply boiled over. I know I can trust you to keep this a secret. I hope you understand, son.” She finished, caressing my thick, hard cock absentmindedly and making it twitch with increasing excitement.I stopped and thought about it for a couple of moments and realized that she was right. Aunt Sheen had always been nice to me ever since I was little so if she needed me now I was more than happy to repay her.I smiled at her and put my hand on her head. She smiled I firmly pushed her mouth towards my clean-shaven young crotch. I watched her open her hungry mouth wide to swallow my large, white dick. “Aaahh..” I moaned softly with pleasure when Aunty Sheen started to lick my thick dick head. I felt her soft, wet tongue playing on the ultra-sensitive knob of my circumcised dick. I closed my eyes and lay back, letting my horny aunt lick my thick dick head. “Mm… Hmm… Mmhmmm…” Aunty Sheen too moaned through a mouthful of cock.She pushed her head lower and took half the length of my huge cock in her warm, wet mouth. It’s wide girth stretched her thin lips to the extreme. She caught the thick base of my large cock with one hand and cupped my smooth-shaved ball-sack in the other. I sighed and moaned with increasing pleasure as Aunty caressed my balls, stroked my dick which sucking the top half. Her spit dribbled down my thick shaft and soon my huge, white cock glistened in the morning sunlight streaking in through the bedroom’s window. “Mm.. Mm… Mmhh… Mhhmm…” My horny aunt’s hungry moans from sucking my young cock made me extremely excited.I could feel her head bob up and down faster as she stroked my thick, wet dick harder. My eyes were closed and I let my aunty suck and stroke my throbbing cock as she pleased. Despite being a seemingly pious, conservative mature Muslim widow, my aunt surprised me with her blowjob skills. Especially, after knowing that she hadn’t had sex for the past 16 years. “Yes… Yess… Ohh.. Yeah..” I moaned encouragingly at my aunty and she quickened her strokes.Her head bobbed up and down faster and her grip on my thick, slick dick tightened. She maintained a steady but fast rhythm which bought me close to climax in 10 minutes.I felt my balls tighten and my huge, stiff dick throbbed hard in her warm, wet mouth. My body stiffened and my hips raised off of the bed. “Yeah… Oh, yeah… I’m gonna cum, aunty!” I managed to blurt out between hard gasps just before the first spurt of semen streaked out of my throbbing, thick dick and landed deep in my mature, horny aunt’s throat.“Aack!” Aunty Sheen gagged initially but shoved my huge, wet cock deeper into her tight mouth. “Mmm…” She moaned next as she succeeded in swallowing my sticky, hot cum with her mouth filled with my large, shuddering dick. “Aaah… Aaahh… Aahh…!” I growled loudly with every spurt of semen shooting out my thick cock. I climaxed for what seemed like a whole minute before my body suddenly went lax and I managed to open my eyes eventually. Aunty Sheen looked at me with the engorged head of my softening dick still in her mouth. She winked at me and sucked hard as she continued to squeeze every last drop kepez escort of cum out of me with her hand. Finally, aunty let go of my dick with an audible pop. She smiled and licked a few specks of my sticky, white semen off of her thin, dark lips as she sat up straighter.I grinned lazily, feeling immensely relaxed after the intense climax. I watched in wonder as my recently-widowed Muslim aunt slowly got off her bed. Her bare, big breasts swayed enticingly. I stared openly at her naked, dark buttocks as they jiggled wildly with her steps. I finally got up from the bed once Aunty Sheen disappeared into the bathroom. I used the other bathroom and washed myself clean. I wore my clothes from last night and waited for Aunty Sheen in her living room. My head was spinning at how much had changed overnight. My seemingly strict, conservative widow of an aunt had transformed into a shameless, sex-hungry slut. I thought about what she had told me about being deprived of sex from so many years. I could definitely empathize with her. Soon, my thoughts turned to the other women in my family who had started similar sexual relationships with me. “Going so soon, son?” Aunty Sheen’s voice broke my reverie.I looked around to see my dark, plump aunt dressed in a white, satin bathrobe. She had left it open and her large, round boobs hung free. She posed with a hand on the door before she walked towards me.“Yeah, aunty. “ I replied, quickly averting my eyes because I was still feeling a little awkward, as I stood up.“Aw… Don’t feel shy, Ali.” Aunty Sheen comforted me, pressing her soft, round boobs to my side and patting my arm. “You’ll get used to it, son.” She said before she stood on tiptoe and kissed my lips. “Mpph! Mmm…” Aunty moaned with the passionate, wet kiss before releasing my lips with an audible “Mmuaahh!”“I’ve got a special gift for your birthday. See you soon, sweetheart!” Aunty Sheen said and leered as she patted my young, firm butt.I smiled and nodded before I stepped out of her apartment and went home downstairs. I acted completely normal so my parents and sisters wouldn’t get suspicious. My birthday was the following week so I was obviously curious to know about the special gift Aunt Sheen had promised me. Finally, my birthday arrived. It was around 3 in the afternoon when aunty called me. I went upstairs to her place. She wore house clothes, a loose, dark-patterned nightie with short sleeves and a black scarf loosely wrapped around her head.”Hello, sweety! I was wondering when you’d show up.. Come on in!” Aunt Sheen said as she smiled wide ushered me in. I hid a smile when I saw her plump, shapely body in her house clothes. She wore a loose, dark-patterned nighty with short sleeves and a black scarf covered her head. Her sheer dress showed that my aunt was not wearing anything underneath. I could clearly see her black, thick nipples poking through the thin fabric. I entered the hallway and followed her inside.I ogled her behind as Aunty Sheen swung the soft, plump mounds of her buttocks and walked towards the kitchen. She knew I was watching her and Aunt Sheen made sure I had a good look at the shape of her large ass through her see-through outfit. I followed her to the kitchen and noticed she was in the midst of preparing lunch so I took a seat on a tall stool and started watching her cook.We talked casually about my plans for the day for a few minutes before she said in a teasing tone, “Ali, aren’t you curious to know what I’ve got you for your birthday?””Yes.” I admitted with a smile, “I was actually thinking about it.””Well… I could give you a hint. It’s something you have always wanted.” Aunt Sheen said with an arched eyebrow.I was wondering what it could be, as there were quite a few things I had wanted for a long time.”Mm… I can’t even guess, aunt. Please tell me.” I shrugged and said, unable to come up with any guesses.“It’s a bike.” Aunty Sheen said, watching my smile widen, “It’s a Bullet.” She said and grinned.I was stunned. At first I figured Aunt Sheen must be joking because my folks were against me getting a motorcycle at this age. And almost everyone knew how crazy I was about the Royal Enfield Bullet 350. It was one of the classic designs and the strongest bike at the time. I started grinned when I realized my aunt was serious about it. I was incredibly excited now.”The thing is I don’t know anything about motorcycles so I haven’t bought it yet. I want you to come with me to the showroom and choose one for yourself. How’s that, sweetheart?” said Aunt.”Wow!” I exclaimed, barely holding back myself from crying out loud in intense excitement.I immediately jumped with excitement from the stool and hugged Aunt Sheen tight.”Thank you, Aunty! Thank you so much! You have no idea how awesome this is. Wow!” I began to blabber with excitement as I clutched, a now bemused, Aunt Sheen tightly.”I know you’ve always wanted a bike but your folks don’t want you to have one. I knew I could convince them otherwise. I told your Mom how sweet you’ve always been to me and to everyone else, especially after your uncle passed away. I told them that you’re like my own son and I wanted to gift you a bike. You know no one argues with me, right?” Aunty Sheen explained.I kept a tight hold around her. I was still grinning widely when she leaned in suddenly and put her lips on mine. I felt her tongue slip out between her thin lips and begin to slowly lick my lower lip. I responded by opening my lips wider and taking in her tongue in my mouth.”Mmmhhmmm…” Aunt Sheen moaned as she felt my lips clamp over her tongue and I began to suck it gently.I put my arms around her lower back and held her closer to me, sucking gradually harder on her tongue which was now almost to my throat.”Ouch!” I exclaimed, breaking the messy kiss, as I suddenly felt Aunt Sheen grab my semi-erect cock over my cargo shorts and squeeze it hard.”I want this beautiful young cock so bad, Son!” Aunt Sheen whispered in a voice filled with lust and pushed me towards the stool.I let go of her reluctantly as Aunt Sheen pushed me down till I was sitting on the tall stool beside the kitchen counter once again.Aunt Sheen stood up and took a couple of steps back. She then lifted up her nighty over her head. I smiled wide watching her huge, heavy boobs swing around freely with her slightest movements as Aunt Sheen pulled the nighty over her head. She now stood completely nude in front of me. I looked at her naughty smile as she put her right hand over her hip and posed for me. The curtains on the kitchen window were drawn shut so it was semi-dark in the kitchen.I could feel my cock rousing swiftly as I ogled Aunt Sheen’s huge, sexy boobs, her wide, curvy hips and her chunky, dark chocolate legs. I opened my legs wider to allow Aunty Sheen to step between them. Her enormous, round mature boobs dangled temptingly a few inches from my face. Aunty Sheen placed her soft hands on my shoulders and stood, waiting for my next move.I reached out hesitatingly and put my hands on the dark, soft skin of her chunky thighs. I looked straight in her eyes and watched her reaction when I ran my fingertips gently up till I reached her small, round paunch. Aunty Sheen half-closed her eyes and pushed her large tits right in my face. I decided to ditch the teasing and immediately seized her large, dark boobs in my hands.I cupped her boobs from underneath and lifted them up till I could kiss them with my lips. I put my lips over her large, black nipple and started to roll my tongue around her areola.“Mmmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned long and low.I watched her throw her head back and crush my face against her voluptuous chest. I could tell she was intensely turned on by the way her large chest heaved with heavy breaths. A little while later, I grabbed her large, taut nipple between my teeth and gradually bit harder and harder. In the meanwhile, my hands were busy squeezing her enormous, round boobs harder and harder.”Aaahh.. Ufff!” Aunt Sheen gasped before she cried out hard caught my shoulders tightly. After a few moments of squeezing her busty boobs, Aunt Sheen suddenly pulled away. I watched her as she went on her knees between my legs and began to unhook the belt of my jeans. I was now immensely aroused too. The extent of my excitement could be seen by the way my thick cock made a noticeable tent in my crotch. I helped Aunt Sheen undo the buckle on the belt and lifted my ass for a second as she quickly pulled down my jeans and underwear hurriedly. She kneeled with her knees over my shorts, thus restraining my legs around her.Aunt Sheen started to caress my muscular thighs with her fingertips, gazing with lust at my thick and fully-erect cock. Aunt Sheen then began to kiss my thighs, alternating between left and right. She slowly started making her way up to my crotch. As she kissed, Aunt Sheen reached around me and grabbed my bare ass. She squeezed them very hard. I immediately felt my cock throb as she played with my firm, round butt.As Aunt Sheen’s lips reached my crotch she lowered her head and gave a peck on my balls. She watched my cock jerk hard once and begin throbbing visibly. Her warm breath on my crotch and her soft lips on my balls began to get me immensely excited. Aunt Sheen released my ass after a while and caressed my sides as she brought her hands around to my front. She then gently cupped my balls in her left palm.I felt intense throbbing in my cock once again as Aunt Sheen began to slowly fondle my balls and started to give gentle kisses along the shaft of my cock. She then wrapped her right palm gently around my cock and started to rub my thick, hard cock over her face.”Oh God!.. I love this beautiful cock!” said Aunt Sheen moaned with lust, her eyes closed in pleasure.She then brought both her hands and caught my cock firmly at the base of the shaft. As she began to apply pressure on the shaft at the bottom I could feel the blood collecting in my cock. I could see my thick, circumcised dick head become engorged with the blood. Aunt Sheen brought her face close to my cock and sniffed it deeply.”Aaahh.. I’m crazy for your young, manly smell, baby!” Aunt Sheen sighed and whispered fiercely.Sheen aunty kept her eyes closed as she slowly bent lower and touched her lips to the head of my huge cock.Aunt Sheen pushed out her tongue and began to slowly roll it around the head of my cock, making it wet in a few moments with her spit. She then began to push her lips lower and lower till my thick, large dick sunk a couple of inches in her mouth.The stool I sat on was quite tall and my naked aunt was kneeling upright between my legs and yet she struggled to push my huge dick further in her tight, stretched mouth. Aunt Sheen felt around with her left hand till she found my right hand gripping the sides of the stool. She caught it and placed it on her head.I knew what she wanted me to do next so I slowly began to push her head lower. I had barely gotten 3 inches of my huge cock in her mouth before I felt her teeth clamp around the shaft.”Ouch! Mind your teeth, please Aunt!” I exclaimed as she immediately sat up, breathing heavily, “Sorry, sweetheart.. huh.. It’s too thick for me to take it all the way in on my own.” Aunt Sheen said between gasps as she started to stroke my throbbing, wet cock slowly with one hand now.”But I’m so desperate for your lovely cock, Son. Please! Help me take it all the way in.” Aunt Sheen said with complete lust written over her face.”Are you sure you can take it all in, Aunt?” I asked as I had doubts whether my mature Aunt would be able to take all of my 3 inch-thick cock more than a couple of inches in her mouth.”Yes, Son. I know I can do it. All I want is a little push. Will you help Aunty suck your lovely, hard cock, sweetheart?” Aunt Sheena asked me.”Sure.. I’ve got an idea.” I said as I slipped my shorts off from my ankles and stood up. I guided Aunt Sheen’s and made her sit on the stool. I stood in front of her and my cock was now at perfect level with her face.”And yeah.. remember.. don’t stop even if I seem like I’m about to choke, ok? I know I’m not letting you fuck my pussy yet, so I want you to fuck my mouth. I am desperate to get that delicious, young cock and taste the lovely cum, son.” Aunt Sheen said and winked.I grinned once again, hearing my Aunt talk dirty to me. It was hard to imagine that this was the same woman who was respected and looked-upon by many a relatives as being the matriarch of the family now. Here she was, completely nude, sitting and waiting desperately for her nephew’s cock.The taboo thought began to increase my excitement even more. Aunt Sheen opened her mouth wide as she saw me leaning in. I had one had on the kitchen counter while my other hand was at the top of Aunt Sheen’s head. I felt Aunt Sheen greedily reach out with her tongue and get as much of my cock wet as she could. Soon, I placed the swollen head of my cock inside her willing mouth and felt it easily go in a little more than a couple of inches. I slowly twisted my hips to touch her cheeks from inside with the head of my cock.”Mmmmhmm..” Aunt Sheen seemed to encourage me with her mouth over my cock shaft. I slowly pushed my hard cock a little deeper into her mouth and felt her mouth tighten over it. I pulled out an inch and pushed a little harder this time. Now half my cock was in her mouth but it seemed to be stretched to its limits as her thin lips formed a perfect circle around the thick shaft of my 8-inch cock. In a few moments though I could see Aunt Sheen’s eyes getting wide as she struggled to breath with my cock deep in her mouth.I immediately withdrew my cock from her mouth, scared that she might pass out.”Aack.. ghagh.. aahh” gasped Aunt Sheen and gripped my thighs with her hands for support.”This time you’re going to put your cock all the way in, son, understood?” said Aunt Sheen as soon as she had caught her breath.”But I’m scared you might pass out, Aunt.” I said, voicing my concern.”No, I won’t. All you have to do is be more forceful, all right?” she replied.I nodded my head and again took position in front of her. Aunt Sheen opened her mouth wide and engulfed 3 inches of my cock and waited. This time I caught her face in my hands, with my palms covering her ears. I began to stroke my throbbing cock in and out of her wet mouth. Aunt Sheen co-operated by stretching her tongue all the way out. I could feel her outstretched tongue getting the shaft of my cock wet lower than her lips had reached.I then pushed my cock as deep as I could.”Aacckk!.. Aarkk!.. aaaa.” gagged Aunt Sheen but I pushed in ever deeper. This time I felt the huge head of my cock reach all the way to her throat. Aunt Sheen was now gagging hard now but this made her throat contract even tighter around the head of my cock.I pulled out the length of my cock from her mouth, letting the head remain in. I could see Aunt Sheen’s eyes were closed but a steady stream of tears was flowing from the sides. I also saw a strand of spittle steadily drip down to her huge boobs which were now crushed with my thighs.I let her catch her breath for a few moments before I felt her hands reach around and grab my butt cheeks. Aunt Sheen pulled my crotch closer to her, gulping in over half of my cock this time without much effort.It had been over 10 minutes since Aunt Sheen had started to tease my cock and now I could feel my orgasm getting closer.I grabbed a fistful of hair from the back and pushed in my cock deeper and deeper inside her wet, warm mouth. I began to stroke my cock a couple of inches out before pushing it harder and deeper while stroking in.As my orgasm built to its climax I could feel the head of cock become even larger and my balls became warmer with excitement.I could hardly control myself as I pushed my cock in for the final stroke and rammed it a little too hard. As soon as I felt my throbbing, huge cock go to Aunt Sheen’s throat I felt myself climaxing.”Aaarrrggh… Aaahh.. aaahhh…!” I growled and moaned deeply as spurts after spurts of hot, sticky cum was released down Aunt Sheen’s gagging throat. Aunt Sheen couldn’t take anymore and was struggling to get the thick, throbbing, cumming cock out of her mouth but I didn’t seem to realize how hard my grip on her hair was, preventing her from moving her face more than an inch to each side.After around 10 seconds of cumming hard in her mouth I finally let go of Aunt Sheen’s hair and staggered a couple of steps back, still unable to open my eyes in the euphoria of after-orgasm.”Aaaack.. huh huh huh!” I heard Aunt Sheen gag and sputter as she struggled to catch her breath and decide whether to swallow or spit the thick cum which seemed to have filled her throat and mouth and streaked down from her lips to the ground.Eventually I opened my eyes enough to see Aunt Sheen on her fours, taking in deep breaths while my cum which had spilled out from her mouth was forming a pool between her hands.Aunt Sheen sat back up on the stool within a few moments and gestured me, “Come back, baby. I’m not finished yet.”I took a few steps towards her before Aunt Sheen reached out to catch my taut butt with her left hand and pulled me closer. Aunt Sheen caught my still-heaving balls in her right hand and with an outstretched tongue began to lick the steady drops of cum which were now steadily dripping from my cock.Aunt Sheen squeezed my balls gently as she put her lips around the sloppy, wet head of my cock and I had to close my eyes again when I felt her lips squeeze my cock shaft, trying to get every last drop of semen out of me.After a couple of minutes when my balls seemed to have become entirely empty Aunt Sheen finally let go of my cock with an audible ‘pop’ from her mouth.”Mmmm… That was one of the best experiences of my life, baby!” exclaimed Aunt Sheen with a wide grin on her face.I only managed to smile as I was still recovering from the incredible experience to having my cock deep-throated for the first time.”Now let’s have lunch. Then I’ll get ready. Remember, you have to choose your bike, son.” Aunt Sheen smiled and said as she stood, with her hands still fondling my soft cock.I put on my shorts as Aunt Sheen sat nude on the kitchen with two plates. Aunt Sheen pulled a chair close to hers on the dinner table and switched on the TV. I stared at her huge ass which was spilling out of the sides of her small chair.It was half an hour later than Aunt Sheen stood ready to go out with me. She was wearing a sari underneath her new blue-colored Niqab. This Niqab was completely dark and made of shiny, soft satin and clung to every curve and contour of her short, voluptuous body.We took a cab to the showroom which was over 5 km away and as it was already evening it was quite dark outside. I felt Aunt Sheen grab my thigh and begin to slowly stroke it as soon as the cab left from our house. I was scared to have a hard-on when we reached the motorcycle showroom but I couldn’t seem to be able to say no.We reached the bike showroom within a half hour and I felt a different kind of excitement take over now. I had been crazy about motorcycles since I was small and now that I knew which bike I wanted I immediately went straight to its displayed model and stood there, grinning widely and staring at the beautiful Royal Enfield Bullet. The dark black body was in perfect contrast to the lustrous chrome of the engine, giving it an overall powerful and magnetic look. I had already gone for a test-ride in the same showroom over 6 months ago and had fallen in love with it.After paying for the bike in cash it was delivered almost immediately. It was on the ride back home that Aunt Sheen gave me even better news.”Ali, this is only half the gift, son. Remember I told you I would make our first fuck special. Well, I’ve booked a suite at the resort you mentioned going with your friends.””Wow! That’s awesome. Today seems to be a real special day. I got my dream bike and the day seemed to become better, and better, Aunty!” I said excitedly as Aunt Sheen sat close to me behind.”I don’t care what you tell your folks but you need to be ready to leave for the resort at 10 in the morning tomorrow, ok?” she said.I simply nodded and grinned, feeling my excitement growing even more. The next day, I told my folks that I was going out for the next two days. I told them that my friends were planning a birthday bash for me at a friend’s farmhouse about 80 km away and I would be gone for the weekend. My folks did not have any problems now with me staying out for a couple of days at a friend’s place or anywhere else. The night before I had already packed a few shorts, undies and other stuff which I thought I would need for a couple of days into a small overnight bag.It was 9 AM when I rode my bike to the mall a couple of kilometers away from home and waited, just as Aunt Sheen had instructed me. The mall was almost deserted of customers so early in the morning. Soon, I saw Aunt Sheen step out of a cab in front of the mall and signaled me. I rode my bike across the street to where she stood. Aunty Sheen was dressed in an Niqab as usual, with the fitting Niqab showing her plump curves clearly. I noticed her large, round boobs outlined by her fitting Niqab. Her wide, curvy hips were also clear to see. I noticed that Aunt Sheen was only carrying her purse and saw no bags with her, which was strange because we were going away for two days. She asked me to park the bike in the underground parking lot and wait for her there. I waited for almost half hour, silently trying to figure out what would happen and how it would go down. It was the first time I was taking a mature woman, that too my older Aunt, to a resort for the whole weekend. My creative mind was forming increasingly taboo situations in my mind as I waited my Aunt Sheen to come.”Let’s go, son.” Aunt Sheen’s voice broke my train of thoughts and I was startled as soon as I turned around and saw Aunt Sheen.Wow! I thought. I was shocked and did not recognize Aunt Sheen for a few moments. Aunt Sheen was always dressed in conservative, loose clothes, such as a sari or a salwar kameez and wore a loose Abaya with a scarf covering her heard at all times. She barely wore makeup normally so it was fitting that I didn’t fail to recognize the hit, thick MILF who now stood in front of me.Aunt Sheen was in a tight pair of jeans under a fitting, blue-colored button-down shirt. The jeans she wore seemed to stick to her contours like a second skin, showing off her slim waist which flared to her wide hips. Aunt Sheen’s large round ass cheeks were even more prominent now as the jeans gave them a perfect bubble-shape. I looked at her huge boobs that seemed to be straining to come out of her tight-fitted shirt. She had deliberately left the top two buttons undone, giving a clear view of her ample cleavage.Aunt Sheen had on a bright red lipstick, clearly outlining her thin lips and wore a pair of large, dark sunglasses. She looked ready for a bike ride.My mouth hung open and I was speechless so she turned me around and took the backpack off of my shoulders. I watched my hot, mature aunt as she arranged the Niqab she had removed and the clothes from several shopping bags into my backpack. Then she slung it on her shoulder and close behind me on the seat. Aunty Sheen leaned on to me and I felt her enormous, soft boobs pressing against my back. She hung on to my shoulders when I started the bike. I had not been able to think of a single word to say to her till now and soon we slowly rode out of the underground parking lot of the mall. I rode quickly through the morning traffic and joined the north-west bound highway.It was around 9:30 AM, and it was summer, so the traffic was light on the road. It took me only 15 minutes to reach the highway which led to the lake resort. It was considerably cooler in the morning as I sped along the highway. I enjoyed the way the cool wind played with my long hair and the sound of the powerful engine beating in rhythm under my butt.Aunt Sheen shifted closer to me and put her arms around my waist. I was wearing a light jacket over the T-shirt and it flapped around with the speed of the bike. As soon as we left the city behind I felt Aunt Sheen press closer to me, crushing her huge, soft boobs harder against my back. I settled back, resting my weight on her soft, plump body.The highway was not often used so there was barely any traffic on the road. Aunt Sheen seemed to notice this as I felt her right hand slowly slip under my T-shirt from the front. She held one side of my open jacket and pulled it over so it was covering my front half. Before I could react Aunt Sheen had already slipped her hand under my belt and I could see her struggle as she tried to move her hand lower into my jeans.I swiftly slipped my belt loose a couple of notches.”Mmm.. Thanks, sweety.” I heard Aunt Sheen say as I felt her hand finally slip in all the way in my jeans and found my cock.I moaned as Aunt Sheen softly scratched my slowly arousing cock over the fabric of my undies with her fingernails. She played with me like this for a few minutes before I felt her hand slowly lift the band of my undies and slip inside. I moved back further to allow her easier access.”Aaahh…” I sighed as Aunt Sheen gripped my semi-erect cock completely in her palm and gave it a hard squeeze and moaned in my ears, “Ooohh.. so beautiful.””Remember I told you I want to make our first time really special, Ali? Well, I’ve planned it all. Firstly, I love being dominated in bed so you are going to learn to be more assertive and dominant, son. Ok?”I smiled and nodded as continued gently squeezing my cock and started to explain, “I know I might have seemed to keşan escort prim and proper at home but I have become really horny ever since I turned 40. You know I have been reading too many erotic stories and fingering myself to orgasm but it just doesn’t satisfy me completely. I knew what I really want is a thick, big, young cock and I always fantasized about a young, hot guy fucking the daylights out of me. God knows how happy and horny I was that night when I caught you jerking off to porn in my daughter’s room.”Saying this Aunt Sheen began to stroke my semi-erect cock slowly now. It was one of the most amazing feelings: to be on your dream motorcycle tearing down the highway and getting a handjob at the same time!”Here’s how it’s going to be, Ali. We’re booked as mother and son at the resort but I want you to treat me like a whore. Do you know how a whore is treated? You think of her as only a piece of meat and treat her to satisfy your lust whenever and wherever you wish. I want you to follow your sexual desires and instincts and show me how a strong, hot guy like you really fucks.””Aahh.. yes.” I managed to reply to Aunt Sheen, trying hard to concentrate on the road and hold back my orgasm.”Don’t worry though, I’ll tell you exactly what to do if you can’t figure something out, son.” Aunt Sheen said before giving my cock a hard squeeze and suddenly pulled out her hand from inside my shorts.”Ooohhh..” I moaned in disappointment as I felt her hand leave my throbbing cock and slip out of my jeans.”What’s the hurry, sweetheart? We have 2 full days to do whatever we want.” Aunt Sheen said in a teasing tone and pushed her boobs harder into my back as she held me tighter around the waist from behind.Another half hour later we reached the resort and checked-in. The guy at the reception was clearly ogling Aunt Sheen’s cleavage as he pretended to guide her when she filled out the register. I stood a little back, watching Aunt Sheen’s huge, round ass captured in those tight jeans. She began to shift from one leg to the other, clearly teasing me with her soft, jiggling butt cheeks.I was happy to be back in the same suite. The resort was right at the side of a large lake, with the access road leading up to the resort. You had to park you vehicle at the resort parking and simply walk through the gate at the side and on to a small path. This path led up a little incline to the side of the large, beautiful lake. A raised path along to the left allowed visitors to walk along one side of the lake but it ended at the entrance to the woods which surrounded the other three sides of the water.The resort had 6 small villas, each with 2 bedrooms and a bathroom-cum-toilet which itself was large as a regular room. The villas were spaced quite far from the main reception area and had at least 100 meter distance between them. This was meant to give the guests complete privacy as they enjoyed the natural beauty which surrounded it from all sides. Each villa had a separate small lawn on three sides. The last villa, where we were booked, had a small slope which also led to the raised path along the lake, but closer to the wooded area.Aunt Sheen went straight to the bedroom with her backpack and began unpacking. I changed into a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top as Aunt Sheen walked out from the bedroom into the hall. I saw Aunt Sheen hadn’t changed her clothes and still wore the shirt and jeans, but her shirt was not tucked in her pants. The loose tail of her blue shirt now rested on my Aunt’s huge bubble-butt.”You don’t mind if I smoke, do you?” Aunt Sheen said with a wicked grin on her face as she showed the packet of cigarettes and a lighter in her hand. “Hey! I didn’t know you smoked, Aunty?” I said, genuinely shocked.”Well, I don’t and never had. I actually found these in my son’s bag when he had come for the funeral. I know he’s a grownup but that doesn’t mean he protested when I decided to ‘seize’ these. Ha ha ha!” Aunt Sheen said and laughed.”Ok.. If you’ve never smoked then why start now?” I asked.”Well, it’s just that I’ve been living an uptight life from so many years. A woman needs to do it her way sometimes too, you know. I figured now that I am a widow and your uncle actually left me quite a lot of money why shouldn’t I enjoy living my own life, the way I want to, huh?””Point.” I said, nodding my head and smiling.”Come on then.” Aunt Sheen said as she stepped out of the hall and into the raised deck which surrounded the villa on all sides.We sat on the low, wide chairs around the coffee table at the back of the villa. Even though it was just before 10 now the glare of the sun seemed sharp, promising a hot day.I watched as Aunt Sheen took out one of the cigarette, put it to her lips and light it. I was amazed to see her take a deep breath and blow out smoke perfectly on the first try.”What?” Aunt Sheen asked, seeing the look of amazement on my face. “I’ve seen people smoke so I guess I didn’t choke on my first drag.” She explained.I decided now would be a good time for another first so I also took out a cigarette and put it to my lips. I had been with friends who were smokers since school and saw them smoking every day. I lit the lighter and took a deep drag; watching the tip catch fire and the tobacco inside begin to burn bright red. I closed my eyes as I felt the soft smoke flow into my lungs for the first time. Almost immediately I felt incredibly lighter, as if I had lost half my body weight. I gently breathed out through my nose, feeling the hot smoke flow smoothly out through my nostrils.It was when I opened my eyes that I saw Aunt Sheen looking at me with a weird look in her eyes. She sat with her legs crossed at the knees on the low chair and I could see her thick thighs clearly, thanks to the tight pair of jeans which clung to her.I recalled feeling their softness when I had fingered her orgasm earlier in the week. I smiled through half-closed eyes, still enjoying the calming feeling of my first smoke. Aunt Sheen slowly got up from her chair.I watched as she took a couple of steps towards me and stood between my legs, her cigarette dangling from the side of her mouth now. I spread my legs wider and allowed her to take the last step to me. She stood right in front of me now and bent down slowly, swaying her chest gently to the sides as her huge, soft boobs now dangled down. She put her hands on the armrest of my chair and stood there and winked naughtily at me.I stretched out my left hand and placed it over her right tit. I could feel their weight as I gently lifted her dangling boobs and squeezed my fingers together.”Mmm..” moaned Aunt Sheen and pushed out her chest even more. I put the cigarette in my lips now and put my other hand on her left tit. I began to slowly lift her large, round boobs and squeeze them together. I could hear Aunt Sheen begin to breath heavily now, seeming to be turned on but she still kept the cigarette clamped in her lips.Aunt Sheen suddenly knelt down and grabbed at my belt. She hurriedly began to unbuckle my belt, and unzipped my shorts before I could do anything. I sat, taking a deep drag of my cigarette as Aunt Sheen crushed hers out in the ashtray at the side.It was amazing to feel the warm breeze blowing on my cock as Aunt Sheen popped my soft, thick cock out of my cargo shorts.Without a word Aunt Sheen put her lips to the head of my cock and slowly sucked till almost all of my flaccid cock was in her mouth. Aunt Sheen began to vigorously rub her tongue all over the head and shaft of my cock. Within only a few seconds I felt my dick respond to her gentle, warm sucking mouth and began to grow hard.Aunt Sheen had to raise her head gradually as my cock rose to its full 8-inch length. Aunt Sheen had not let go of my cock and had her lips clamped tight around its 3-inch girth. I remembered her instructions and reached out to put a hand over her head.I took a deep drag with the cigarette in my right hand as my left hand slowly pushed Aunt Sheen’s head lower on to my hard cock. Aunt Sheen managed to turn up her face just enough to look me straight in my eyes and moved her arms behind.Aunt Sheen was now kneeling in front of me with her hands behind her back. I sat on the low reclining chair in the rear deck of the villa, with the sun getting brighter on the other side which lit up the beautiful hillocks and woods surrounding us.A strange sense of clarity got hold of me right then. I put my left hand at the back of her head and gripped her hair, which was tied in a tight bun. This gave me a perfect holding position as I repeatedly bobbed her head up and down over the top couple of inches of my hard and erect cock.Without a warning I pushed her head hard and buried another couple of inched of my shaft in her stretched mouth. I could feel her warm breath getting heavier as my huge cock filled almost filled her mouth. Seeing that Aunt Sheen had chosen the submissive position herself I began to push her head deeper on my cock. Now Aunt Sheen had half of my huge cock in her mouth and I was amazed at her resoluteness to want even more.I didn’t disappoint her and pushed her head harder down on my cock. This time however Aunt Sheen seemed to push back against my hand, seemingly wanting to raise her head and get my cock out of her mouth. I remembered what she had said so I quickly clamped my cigarette in my lips and put my right hand on her head too. I applied pressure and forced my wet, slippery cock till I felt her throat clamp tightly around the head of my cock, squeezing it hard.”Mmmm..” I moaned through pursed lips and took a deep, last drag of the cigarette. Aunt Sheen had changed her position and was now pushing at my thighs with her hands. I relented a little and allowed her to raise her head till at least half of my huge cock was still remaining in her mouth.After only a couple of seconds Aunt Sheen had barely been able to catch her breath that I plunged her head down again and buried my thick, sloppy cock all the way to her throat.I held her head heard on my cock, with almost the whole shaft now buried with the head of the cock rammed up against her clamped throat. I could feel her teeth digging in now, as she struggled bravely to take my entire dick in her mouth.It was only a few seconds that I felt my orgasm building up, “Aarrrggg..” I growled deep as I spewed hot, thick cum deep in Aunt Sheen’s throat. With the climax hitting me hard I let go of her hair and leaned back in the reclining chair. Aunt Sheen, despite struggling to breath, was commendable as she did not take my cock out all the way. Aunt Sheen tightly clamped her lips around the throbbing head of my sloppy, wet cock and began sucking very hard.My balls and dick were throbbing with spasms as each spurt of cum squirted out of my cock and Aunt Sheen did not let even a single drop of cum to escape her mouth and stain my cargo shorts.After a couple of minutes of sucking my cock it had gotten flaccid again and Aunt Sheen finally let go of it, seemingly reluctant.”Mmm.. Wow!” Aunt Sheen managed to say between taking deep breaths and licking the few speckles of my semen which were formed on her lower lip. “That was even better than I imagined, baby! I loved it when you tool control the way you did, son!” exclaimed Aunty with a huge grin. She stood up slowly and sat back again on her chair.”I’m hungry for food now that I’ve tasted your cum so much. Let’s order in, shall we?” suggested Aunt Sheen and stepped in the hall to call the reception to order lunch.As we sat having lunch in the living room of the suite watching TV Aunt Sheen began to talk about a lot of things. She briefly discussed her sex life with her deceased husband and I got the impression that as she grew older her horniness also increased in proportion. This was another thing I realized and learned about women.”I’ve been so desperate for a good fuck for so long, baby. And I’m glad I caught you that night. I realize how lucky I am because most of my friends have only their fingers and toys to try and get satisfied sexually. So I’m going to make the most of it. I have been fantasizing so much about you these past days that I don’t know where to start. It’s really sweet of you to be so co-operative too, Ali.” Aunt Sheen said and smiled at me.It was around 2 and I was feeling drowsy, what with the intense deep throated fuck I had experienced for the first time and the lunch was simply delicious.I suggested we take a nap and figure out what we wanted to do later. Aunt Sheen agreed and asked me to take a nap. I lay down on the soft, huge king-sized bed and was almost immediately asleep.I was woken when I felt something warm and soft at my side and opened an eye groggily. I smiled sleepily at seeing Aunt Sheen in a pair of white satin undies. The bra was a size smaller I guess because Aunt Sheen’s huge boobs were almost popping out from the cups. Aunt Sheen lay at my side, slid under the blanket and was fast asleep in a few moments.I woke up fresh and saw that it was almost 5. This meant that there was still around 30 minutes to sundown. I woke up Aunt Sheen and told her I wanted to see the sunset over the lake.We set out walking for the lake after Aunt Sheen had changed back into the pair of jeans and shirt. I watched her round bubble butt swinging with every step, giving me a fresh hard-on by the time we reached the path along the lake. Fortunately, the families that usually came to enjoy the day on the lake left before sundown as the surrounding woods were not considered safe after dark.There were only a couple walking back towards the path leading to the parking lot as we climbed the small incline to the lake. The view was simply stunning.The large, round lake reflected the bright red and gold clouds in the sky. The setting sun seemed to have set the clouds on fire and the whole vista gave an immensely awesome feeling.We walked at a leisurely pace along the path towards the wood. As soon as we reached the entrance to the wooded area I stopped and sat on a large boulder which was cut out to resemble a bench. Aunt Sheen came and sat right at the side and we watched the sun swiftly disappear beyond the horizon, leaving a faint twilight behind.Aunt Sheen took out her packet of cigarettes and lit one silently, watching the lake and lost in thoughts.”Here, you finish the rest.” Aunt Sheen said, offering me the remaining half of her cigarette. “Thanks, Aunty.” I replied, taking the cigarette and breathing in a deep drag, suddenly feeling immensely peaceful with the overall ambience.I had barely finished smoking the cigarette that I felt Aunt Sheen’s hand on my thighs. I turned around to look at her and she had a wicked look on her face. I realized that she must be desperate by now, having already sucked my cock but she never had an orgasm.”Lie down here.” I said, gesturing to the bench as I stood up. Aunt Sheen immediately complied without a word and lay on the warm stone bench. I looked all around and could see that the creeping darkness had hidden us from around and I only see the twinkling lights coming on at the resort over 200 meters away.I crouched low by the bench and touched Aunt Sheen’s boobs over her shirt. Unsatisfied, I quickly undid the top 3 buttons of her shirt and pulled out her huge, heavy boobs.”Mmm..” moaned Aunt Sheen as I began to fondle her breasts and squeeze her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She seemed to enjoy her tits being treated roughly as she hissed and moaned louder when I squeezed her tits too hard.”Aahh.. harder, baby!” Aunt Sheen pleaded with me and so I began to put more pressure and squeezed her soft large boobs even harder.After about a couple of minutes I could barely only see the tree line of the woods a few meters away and knew it would be dark within another 10 to 15 minutes. I stretched out my hand and began to unbuckle her belt. Aunt Sheen was quicker than I as she hurriedly undid her belt, pulled down the zipper and waited.I stood and moved to her legs. I grabbed the waistband of her jeans and pulled. It was quite a struggle to slip her tight jeans over the wide, curvy hips and large round ass. Finally, after a lot of wriggling on her part I was able to slip her jeans till her knees. I lifted up her legs and straddled the bench at one end.”Hold them this way.” I told her and Aunt Sheen pulled her knees to her chest before wrapping her arms around her legs. Now Aunt Sheen was lying on the cool stone bench with her huge D-cup boobs spilling out on each side of her chest and her legs, with the jeans around her knees, raised to the heavens.I slowly grazed the back of her thick and soft thighs with my fingertips. Aunt Sheen desperately moaned, “Ooohh.. don’t tease me like that, please! It’s been too long since I came, Ali.”I relented, seeing her desperation and gently touched her dark, thick pussy lips with the tip of the forefinger on my right hand while my left hand firmly held her thighs up. As I ran my fingertip along the length of her pussy lips I realized Aunt Sheen had become quite wet. It was when I pushed the tip of my finger in that the musky smell of her pussy juices hit me and I slipped in the entire finger into her wet pussy.”Aaahh… mmm.” Aunt Sheen moaned out loud, feeling my long finger enter her soft, warm and wet pussy.I pushed my finger all the way in her pussy and began to stroke it in and out slowly at first, gradually increasing the pace as I felt Aunt Sheen’s breathing becoming increasingly labored with each passing second.Aunt Sheen began to shake now as I now began to flick at her clit with my thumb when I pushed my finger deep into her increasingly wet cunt.”Huh.. huh.. huh.. Yesss.. oh yes!” Aunt Sheen began to grunt and moan as I increased the pace of fingering her warm pussy. Aunt Sheen was also moving her large buttocks with each stroke of my finger and I could feel her pussy lips begin to spasm.”Ohhhh!” was all Aunt Sheen could manage to moan before her orgasm finally hit. Aunt Sheen began to thrash about, with her legs flailing up in the air as I was now thrusting my finger faster and harder into her pussy.The wet, sloppy sounds of Aunt Sheen’s dripping pussy being fingered soon overtook the surrounding buzz of the nature around us.I held Aunt Sheen’s legs high up in the air even when she climaxed and in the throes of orgasm her legs lowered with her whole body shaking. “Aarrgh.. aaahh.. aahhh.. Oh my God!” Aunt Sheen kept moaning even after I had slipped my finger our of her pussy, which was now overflowing with her juices. Aunt Sheen seemed to be coming so hard that her pussy-juices were now dripping down the crack of her huge ass and formed a dark stain on the cold stone bench.Aunt Sheen finally turned to her side as she lay on the bench and rested her legs, with her jeans still lowered to her knees. Aunt Sheen was breathing hard now, still in the after-throes of orgasm when I reached out to touch her large, dangling boobs. Aunt Sheen immediately caught my hand and raised it to her lips.Aunt Sheen began to lick my finger clean of her pussy juices and moaned with lust with every lick of her soft tongue. I realized then that Aunt Sheen was really desperate for sex and I couldn’t wait to fuck her the first time.After licking my finger clean Aunt Sheen sat up on the bench and began to button her shirt without a word.”How was it, Aunty?” I eventually asked her, curious to know.”Mmhhmm.. I have no words, sweety! That was by far the best orgasm I have had in more than 10 years, you know. Thank you so much, son!” beamed Aunt Sheen in the darkness. Aunt Sheen stood and suddenly kissed me hard on my lips, taking me by surprise.I lowered my arms around her back and grabbed on to her soft ass mounds for the first time. Obviously, I could not grab even half of her large bubble butt in my hands so I began to caress them and before I could control myself I felt my hand rise high and come down hard on her tempting butt cheek.”Ouch! Shhh..!” Aunt Sheen cried out and hissed at the stinging pain as she finally broke the rough kiss.”Sorry, Aunty! I just couldn’t control myself. I…” I began to apologize immediately before she cut me off.”Did you like it?” She asked, now smiling.”Mmm.. yeah.. You know how much I love your ass, Aunty.” I said with a goofy smile.I started caressing the contours of her huge ass cheeks, running my fingertips lightly over her large, soft but perfectly round buttocks. “Come let’s head back to the room. I can’t wait to get that beautiful big cock in my pussy, son.” Aunt Sheen whispered in my ear and began to walk in front, with her jeans around her knees.Aunt Sheen had finally become a slut, with her nude, huge ass swinging as she walked the darkened path to the resort and teasing me to no end. I followed her and my eyes were glued to her big, bare behind swinging remarkably from side to side till we reached the steps leading down to the parking lot of the resort. Thankfully, it was now dark and no one was out down in the resort. After walking for a few meters Aunt Sheen stopped.”I can barely see where I’m walking, Ali. Please hold my hand?” Aunt Sheen requested me. I stretched out my hand and caught her arm above the elbow. I pushed her gently, guiding her down the path which led back to the resort’s parking lot. I had been to the lake with friends earlier a couple of times so I knew the area quite well. Plus, I could see the lights of the resort in the distance, a little below us, set back to one side of the lake.As I guided Aunt Sheen slowly, I reached out and put my other hand over her left ass cheek. It felt so warm and soft to the touch that I felt my cock stir in my pants. As Aunt Sheen walked, her huge butt was swinging from side-to-side, jerking my hand along with it. The incredible feeling of touching Aunt Sheen’s lovely, large ass began to arouse me now. I gently let my hand caress her huge, swinging ass-cheeks with her every step. I then grabbed a handful of her huge butt and guided her with it along the path. I felt Aunt Sheen’s hand on my crotch, gently squeezing my cock over it and eliciting a moan from me.”I want this cock so badly, baby!” Aunt Sheen said out loud, in a growling, lusty voice.We kept walking like this till we reached the gate. Aunt Sheen stopped and began to pull her jeans all the way to her waist. I reluctantly let go of her enormous buttock and adjusted my cock, which was now making a small, but noticeable bulge, in the front of my cargo shorts.After we reached the villa, Aunt Sheen suggested I change into something more comfortable while she orders dinner from the resort reception number. I took a change of clothes from my small bag and stepped in for a quick shower. After having cleaned myself up, I admired my flaccid, yet thick cock, which was clean-shaven completely, as usual. Being circumcised had the advantage of making my thick cock head very sensitive.I stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of black soccer shorts and a black tee into the main hall of the huge 2-bedroom villa. Aunt Sheen was sitting on the bed, going through her backpack.”Oh, wow! I forgot how cute you look with your long hair wet, sweety!” Aunt Sheen said with a smile and winked at me, upon seeing me come out of the bathroom.”Why don’t you relax now while Aunty goes in and gets ready, hmm?” Aunt Sheen suggested very sweetly. “Sure, Aunty..””No. Call me ‘Momma”, sweetheart.” Aunt Sheen cut me off.”Wha.. Momma..? Mmm.. ok.” I said, slightly confused.”I know it sounds weird to you but I’ve been desperate to be free for so long now, Ali. All my life I have had to follow orders, first from my father then from my husband. I realized that despite being so highly educated I have never been able to be free, you know? Live life like I want. I’ve finally decided that now I’m a free, independent woman. I want to do everything I want, I want to fulfill all my wishes and I want to live out my wildest and weirdest fantasies!” Aunt Sheen explained with some emotion.”Oh.. Yeah, I understand what you’re trying to say, Aunn.. Momma.” I said, and smiled wide when she looked up at me with a teary-eyed smile on her face.”You are so sweet, Ali. You’ve always been sweet to everyone. God bless you..” Aunt Sheen said, getting up from the side of the bed. Aunt Sheen gave me a peck on my cheek, pressing her soft, large boobs in her shirt on my chest..”I’ve got everything planned.” Aunt Sheen said next, with a noticeable excitement in her voice now. Go in to the bedroom and read the instructions I’ve written on the sheet of paper on the bed, ok?”I nodded. “Don’t ask any questions. Just do the best you can to follow the instruction, all right, son?” Aunt Sheen asked me.”Sure Momma, whatever you want.” I said, smiling at her.Aunt Sheen smiled back before turning to pick her backpack from the bed and walking in the bathroom which had a connecting door to the second bedroom and the living room too.I went in to the bedroom and was again amazed at the perfect way it was designed. The main bedroom had a king-sized bed in the middle with a thick, soft mattress and pillows. There were large windows to both sides of the bed, which gave a beautiful view of the lake to one side and the other side opened up to the vast, green vista of the woods that surrounded the resort on three sides. There was a small closet and the door to the bathroom at the side of the bedroom door.I stepped in the bedroom and saw a couple of sheets of paper kept in plain view over the bed. I also saw a small, black-colored pouch kept neatly on the night-stand also. Although I was curious about the black pouch I picked up the sheets of paper and began to read.The instructions were given in quite a bit of detail so much so that kilis escort I had a very good idea of what Aunt Sheen was expecting of me. Although, as I read on, I was getting increasingly shocked, I also felt an inexplicable arousal, feeling a stirring in my thick cock. I read through both the sheets of instructions again to make sure I had gotten everything clearly. I had a naughty grin on my face as I realized that this was the time I could finally let go of my inner a****l.I picked up the pouch and left the bedroom. I put the pouch the pouch on the low, wide glass table which was surrounded by comfortable, black leather couch set. I decided to light up a cigarette and sat on the lawn chairs on the rear deck of the villa. As it was a cool March evening with a crescent of a moon visible clearly in a star-spangled night sky I did not switch on the porch light and sat there in the dark, enjoying my smoke.I had finished my first smoke and was lost in thought, imagining the different ways I could go about it. I tried to frame a plan of action if I was to ensure that Aunt Sheen and I had a great first fuck. It took me barely 10 minutes to come up with a plan that actually had me excited now. I was feeling the slight chill in the evening air as I sat alone in the dark, surrounded by the lovely, dark and deep woods to each side which were filled with the spring buzz of insects and night birds. It was a good night to be out and I was really glad to be in my place right then.I lit another smoke I noticed that the cigarettes were giving me a distinct buzz which sharpened my senses immensely.It was another 10 minutes before I thought I heard the bathroom door open and close again inside the villa. I heard a soft knock on the door, as I sat on the chair with my back to the door, “Come in.” I said.As the door was opened slowly from inside, a soft light from the hall began to cast a glow on to the porch in front of me. I saw a silhouette slowly emerge within the rectangle of light on the floor of the porch. I heard the soft click of heels on the wooden floor as Aunt Sheen slowly took each step out of the door, revealing more and more of her curvy, luscious body.I watched with a growing hard-on as Aunt Sheen walked up to the edge of the porch, and that’s when I was able to first lay my eyes on her. Aunt Sheen stood with one hand on her wide hip and let me get a good look at her.Aunt Sheen had chosen to wear a sheer, lacy doll-dress that was clinging to her every curve and crevice. The mild light from inside the hall illuminated her enough for me to see that Aunt Sheen was completely nude inside. Aunt Sheen’s hair were did in a high-bun on the back of her head, and had thick make-up on, making her look more like a slutty whore in those high black heels she wore. No one would have guessed that this woman was a well-educated, sophisticated and recently-widowed Muslim lady.”Come here.” I said, gesturing with a finger and Aunt Sheen had a naughty smile on her face as she began taking slow steps, swinging her huge hips in exaggerated motion. I was amazed to see that with the heels on, Aunt Sheen’s huge booty now stood out even more prominently, giving it an almost fake look. I watched as Aunt Sheen’s huge ass cheeks jiggled hard with every step she took.Aunt Sheen was soon standing right in front of me. I could smell a heady perfume that she wore, giving me an arousal. I reached out and put left hand on her bare, soft thigh. Aunt Sheen seemed to push back against my hand, making me realize that she liked my touch. I moved my hand slowly to the back of her soft thigh and pushed her, making her take small step to turn around. By the time she was standing with her back to me, her large globes of ass were still jiggling with the motion. I was not going to hold back now.SMACK! I spanked hard on Aunt Sheen’s soft, jiggly butt cheek with my right hand without warning.”Ouch! Ooohh!” Aunt Sheen exclaimed with the sudden stinging sensation on her almost bare booty. I stood up from the lawn chair and positioned myself behind Aunt Sheen, a little to her left. This way, my right hand was able to trace the curves of her thick, soft ass while with my left hand I began to slowly massage her slight tummy. I could feel the warmth emanating from Aunt Sheen’s soft mature body through the almost-transparent lacy tight short dress that she wore.My left hand slowly went up to her busty boob and I put my palm beneath it. I lifted the heavy, huge boobs and began to knead them with some force.”Hmm.. more, please..” I heard Aunt Sheen whisper to me through heavy breathing. I caught her nipple between my forefinger and thumb well and slowly lifted Aunt Sheen’s enormous boob, making her flinch back a bit.”Aah!” exclaimed Aunt Sheen before recovering fast and standing straight again.SMACK!! I gave another, harder spank on her wobbly ass without warning. “Uufff.. oooh!” Aunt Sheen grunted through gritted teeth. I was quite amazed, seeing her resoluteness and being able to bear what I imagined to be quite a painful spank on her soft, mature butt.”Slut.” I whispered in her ears, get bolder, seeing the way she looked at me, with complete lust in her eyes. I turned her around to face me and put my palms flush against her rock-hard nipples, over the thin lacy fabric of her slutty dress. I pushed my palms hard against her boobs, squishing them right up against her chest. I felt Aunt Sheen push back too, wanting me to squeeze her large round melons even harder.As I squeezed Aunt Sheen’s huge boob I felt her hand creep up my thigh and cup my balls over the thin fabric of my soccer shorts. I wasn’t wearing undies underneath the shorts and as Aunty came closer to me and her belly touched my crotch, I realized I had a raging hard-on. I was so engrossed in feeling my aunt’s soft, large ass cheeks and fondling her enormous tits that I didn’t realize my cock was now completely erect.”Kneel down like this, you whore..” I growled as I sat down on the lawn chair and pointed to the space between my legs which were stretched out to the side. Without a word Aunt Sheen knelt down, inching closer to the wide-seated lawn chair.As Aunt Sheen began to gently caress my thighs, starting from my knees, slowly moving up, till she reached my shorts and then back again to my knees. I looked around and noticed that there were guests at only one other villa besides us, and it was all the way near the main reception hall, which seemed farther than the 100 yards or so which it actually was.After being satisfied that there was no one around I suddenly reached out and caught Aunt Sheen’s bun of hair and pulled her face up. Aunt Sheen had closed her eyes so I pushed my mouth over her soft, thin lips and kissed her hard on her mouth. As my lips smashed against hers, I pushed my tongue out and parted her willing lips apart. As Aunt Sheen opened her mouth wider with hunger I pushed my tongue in deeper and deeper into her mouth.It was one of the most amazing feelings to have an experienced and mature woman suck on my tongue so gently and try to gulp it deeper to her throat.”Mmm… Hmm… mmhmmm.” Aunt Sheen moaned loudly with her mouth sucking on my tongue hungrily. I slowly began to roll my tongue back and Aunt Sheen reluctantly let go of it.Still catching her hair-bun I leaned back till I rested against the wide back of the lawn chair. As if reading my mind, Aunt Sheen caught the waistband of my shorts and began to pull them lower. My huge, thick cock sprang out and hit her hard on the face. “Ooohh.. so lovely!” whispered Aunt Sheen, gently running her fingers over the large head of my hard cock, slowly making her way lower till she cupped my engorged balls in her warm palm.”Suck it, slut!” I said out loudly this time, as I pushed Aunt Sheen’s head right on top of my thick cock. Aunt Sheen also took in around 3 inches of my thick cock eagerly in her mouth. I felt her push out her tongue and begin to lick the vein-filled shaft of my dick, making my cock even wetter.”Put your hand behind your back.” I ordered in a low voice and Aunt Sheen complied instantly.I began to push her head harder down, slowly but firmly lowering it till I felt my cock reach the back of her warm, wet mouth. I could hear Aunt Sheen’s breathing become slower and longer at this, as she learnt the trick to breathe through her nose when her mouth is filled completely.”Acckk! Ack.. mm.hmm…” gagged Aunt Sheen as I pushed my cock this time, deeper into her mouth till it felt reaching her tight throat. As soon as I felt the thick head of my cock at the back of her throat I raised her head, but just enough so she still had way more than a couple of inches of my thick, sloppy wet cock in her mouth.”Mmmhmm..” Aunt Sheen said through a mouthful of cock and dipped her head down herself. I caught a firm grip over her hair and raised my ass from the chair, slowly pushing my cock up, and deeper into Aunt Sheen’s dripping mouth. I could feel her spittle slowly slide down the thick, throbbing shaft of my cock and felt the chilly air as it soaked my balls wet.I felt like I was in a trance as I felt my cock bury deep in my aunt’s tight mouth and then come back out a little, as I kept thrusting my cock faster and deeper in her mouth.Aunt Sheen was now making gagging and hacking noises but I noticed she still hadn’t tried to pull her hands from her back and try to push me, or even slow me down.Without warning I pushed my cock as deep as I could into her mouth and held it there for a couple of seconds, till I felt her tight throat pulsate harder against the thick head of my penis.I rested my ass back on the chair and raised Aunt Sheen’s mouth from my crotch, still keeping a tight grip on her hair bun. In the faint glow from the light indoors I could now see that Aunt Sheen’s mascara was running down in thick, black streams down the side of her cheeks. Her vivid red lipstick was smeared all around her thin, wet lips.I let go of her hair and ordered her to stand up. Stumbling and slowly Aunt Sheen managed to get up, gripping the armrest on the chair to the side for support. I pulled up my shorts and stood up as well.I didn’t say anything to her but simply turned around and walked into the room. I heard the outer door close as I walked and sat on the couch in front of the TV, inside the main room of the villa. “Go mend your makeup, slut.” I said, without looking at Aunt Sheen as she stood waiting at my side.As Aunt Sheen turned around and began taking slow steps in her high heels towards the bathroom, I turned my head completely and took in the view. Aunt Sheen’s lovely, large mounds of ass shook and jiggled with each step she took. Making my throbbing, wet cock inside feel like it’ll burst out of my short.I picked up the phone to the side and called the reception hall of the resort. I placed an order for dinner and was told it would take 30 minutes for the dinner to be brought to our suite. I switched on the TV and began flicking through the channels. I settled down to watch a sci-fi flick and within 10 minutes Aunt Sheen opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hall.”I’ve ordered food. It’ll be here in another 10 minutes so why don’t you wear the bathrobe and sit here.” I said to Aunt Sheen and she walked to the couch, picking up the pink-colored, satin bathrobe which lay neatly folded over a white, thick cotton men’s bathrobe. I watched her curvy body and her every move as Aunt Sheen walked to the couch and began putting on the soft, clingy bathrobe over her lacy black dress.I looked on as Aunt Sheen came and sat on the other side of the couch. She crossed her legs at the knees and I realized that she had recently waxed her body. The smooth, dark skin of her arms and bare legs were shining under the bright lights of the hall. I felt my cock give a jerk as Aunt Sheen bent low to reach the packet of cigarette that lay on the coffee table in front. I had a clear glimpse of the long cleavage her large, round boobs made from the open collar of her robe.An idea stuck me suddenly and I reached out and picked up the black pouch which lay on the coffee table now. I unzipped it and began emptying the pouch. First came out a small, thin silver-colored vibrator. Next was a long, black-colored dildo which was around 9 inches long at least. Aunt Sheen smiled wickedly at my raised eyebrows as I held the large black dildo and looked at her with a grin on my face. I saw an assortment of different types of condoms and lubricants inside the pouch, along with a few spare batteries for the vibrator.We were sitting on the couch in the main hall of the villa. The room was quite spacious, with two large windows on one side and another window right behind the TV which was kept on a small table near the main door. The windows were wide open and there was a cool breeze blowing in.I smiled wickedly as I got up from the couch, catching the big black dildo in my hand. Although the dildo was over 9 inches long, it was thinner than my cock, which had a girth of over 3 inches easily. I went and switched off the big lights and left only two small, colored bulbs on, right at the two ends of the large room. The red light from the tiny bulbs gave only enough illumination to make out the furniture within it.I took a few steps and knelt in front of my aunt, as she sat in the silky bathrobe with the sexy lacy black dress underneath it. Her thick, dark and shiny legs were crossed at the knees so I gently separated them. Understanding without me having to tell her, Aunt Sheen sat lower on the couch, with her bulging large buttocks now hanging down, and spread her legs wide apart. I got a whiff of baby powder and figured aunty must have had her juices flowing with the mouth-fuck she had earlier.I reached out with my left hand and placed it gently on her left thigh. I loved the way her warm, soft thick thigh felt to the touch.”Mmm.” Aunt Sheen moaned as she felt my cool fingers gently massaging her thigh, moving closer to her crotch.I knelt closer to the couch now, and gently touched Aunt Sheen’s mature pussy with the tip of my forefinger. I was not surprised to feel that Aunt Sheen’s pussy lips were moist, despite her attempts to stem her juices with the baby powder. I traced the thick, puffy outer lips of her vagina gently with my fingertip.”Ooohh…” moaned Aunt Sheen and seemed to shiver for a moment.Seeing her reaction I didn’t waste time and spread her large pussy lips apart with my forefinger and the middle finger. Even though I could not see her pussy too clearly the musky scent it gave out now was unmistakable.As I spread her moist pussy lips apart I touched Aunt Sheen’s swollen clit with my thumb. “Aaahhh.. Ohhh..” Aunt Sheen moaned louder this time when I began to press my thumb harder over her thick clit. I rubbed my thumb for a while over her clit, feeling her pussy becoming increasingly wet within a few seconds.I could hear Aunt Sheen’s breathing getting louder, I guessed she was nearing an orgasm, so I suddenly stopped fingering her clit and kept her pussy spread apart. I could feel her pussy lips pulsate, trying to pull free from my fingers which held them spread apart.I reached out with my right hand and put the tip of the cold dildo between her wet, thick pussy lips and Aunt Sheen seemed to become even more desperate, as she raised her thick ass from the couch.”Aaaiiiii!! Ummpphh!” screamed Aunt Sheen loudly as I suddenly plunged half of the 9-inch long black dildo inside her wet cunt. I was scared for a moment and stood still, trying to hear any movement outside, wondering if anyone had heard her painful cry outside. After a few moments when all I could hear was Aunt Sheen’s whimpering in the dim light I figured that no one was around.I stood up, keeping my grip on the dildo which was buried half in Aunt Sheen’s pussy and sat on her side on the couch. Sitting sideways on the couch, I put a leg over Aunt Sheen’s thigh so she couldn’t bring her legs any closer. I had to give it to her, despite having half the dildo buried painfully in her pussy Aunt Sheen had not raised her hands from her sides but instead clutched the couch cover tightly. I could now see Aunt Sheen’s eyes were clenched closed.Without waiting another moment, I began to thrust the dildo deeper before taking it out almost to the tip then I would again bury it deep within Aunt Sheen’s wet cunt.”Aahh.. Oohhh.. Aaahhnnhh..” Aunt Sheen moaned and grunted as the dildo went in deepest into her pussy. I was now pushing the dildo in so deep in aunt’s cunt that my hand was smacking against her increasingly wet pussy lips.Having a good clue about how she would react, I raised myself on one knee on the couch and clamped a hand over Aunt Sheen’s open mouth, which frequently gave out grunts and moans.As soon as I had my palm clamped over her mouth completely, I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts and loud sloppy wet sounds echoed over the sounds from the TV in the dark room. I leaned over Aunt Sheen more, forcing her to rest her back against the back of the couch as I began to get gradually rough with the way I thrust the long wet dildo in her mature pussy.I felt Aunt Sheen’s hand suddenly cup my balls from over my shorts, as my chest crushed her huge boobs. As Aunt Sheen’s body began tremble slightly I knew she was finally going to come.Aunt Sheen’s body thrashed underneath mine as she shook and trembled hard from the first wave of orgasm. After a few thrusts in her pulsating wet pussy I left the slippery, long dildo buried half in her pussy and began to rub her swollen clit vigorously. This time, Aunt Sheen did catch my hand, attempting to stop me but I roughly pushed it away before resuming rubbing her clit hard with my fingers.I felt Aunt Sheens’ grip on my hand tighten as she finally let go and was soon in the throes of a tremendous string of multiple orgasms. I could feel that my hand was now completely wet as Aunt Sheen’s pussy seemed to squirt out streams of her juices continuously. I was amazed at the amount of cum a pussy could squirt as it seemed like Aunt Sheen had pis**ed on my hands.After a couple of minutes of rubbing her clit hard, I put my palm over the dildo and pushed it in. “Aaaahhhhhhh!” groaned Aunt Sheen aloud as the dildo was buried deeper into her dripping, wet pussy.Suddenly I pulled out the dildo and it came out with an audible slurping sound from inside Aunt Sheen’s soaking wet cunt. I let go of her mouth and stood up, watching Aunt Sheen turn on her side and assume a fetal position. With the soft moans and sighs coming from her, I figured Aunt Sheen was in the after-throes of her intense stream of orgasms.I put the dildo on the table again, with all her other toys and watched Aunt Sheen finally recover enough to sit and lean back on the couch with a contented sigh.”That.. was wonderful, son!” Aunt Sheen said between long, sighing breaths, as she lay with her head back on the couch rest.Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I knew dinner had arrived. Aunt Sheen immediately got up and began to take a step towards the bathroom.”Wait, where are you going?” I asked, keeping a hand on her arm. “I thought you would want me to clean up before dinner, sweety.” Aunt Sheen replied.”You’re a slut. Sluts should be dirty.” I said simply before walking to the main door. I opened the door and found the waiter holding a large tray with our dinner. I thanked the waiter and took the tray from him before watching him walk back all the way towards the reception hall, which was now lit brightly. There was complete darkness for nearly 50 yards all around our villa as there was only the first villa which was occupied by guests.I took a step back and shut the door with my leg before walking to the coffee table and putting the tray on it. Aunt Sheen immediately got up and offered to serve dinner. I smiled and sat on the couch, watching Aunt Sheen as she went to the other side of the coffee table and picked up a plate. Aunt Sheen was bending low to fill the plates and I could see her huge, soft boobs hanging and swinging with her every movement.I already had a hard-on, from having toyed Aunt Sheen to multiple orgasms not 5 minutes ago. Aunt Sheen smiled when she saw me ogling her huge tits and offered me a plate. As the smell of biryani hit me I felt my stomach growl in anticipation, and finally realized for the first time that I was starving. I sat on the couch and ate my food and was surprised to see that Aunt Sheen finished hers in only 5 minutes.”Aren’t you hungry, Aunty?” I asked. “I am.. but for more than food, son.” Aunt Sheen replied in a sultry way. I watched curiously as she leaned over and kept her empty plate on the table. Aunt Sheen then opened up the dessert dish and smiled when she was four slices of chocolate cake.I grinned widely when Aunt Sheen slipped off the couch from my side and knelt between my legs which were stretched out. Aunt Sheen grinned at me as she reached out to catch the waist band of my shorts and began to pull it. I smiled wider as I raised my ass off of the couch and allowed Aunt Sheen to strip off my shorts completely. I was now sitting in my tee, with the plate resting on my tummy.I felt Aunt Sheen clamp her cool hands gently around my semi-erect cock and squeeze it once. Immediately, my cock reacted by noticeably growing stiffer in her hand. Without a word Aunt Sheen leaned forward and put her lips to the head of my cock. I looked on in amazement and felt her wet, soft tongue reach out and lick the head, making it completely wet within a few seconds.Aunt Sheen them positioned herself so her head was directly over my almost hard cock and lowered it gently, taking a couple of inches of my dick in her warm and wet mouth.”Mmmghhmmm..” I moaned in appreciation as Aunt Sheen began to gulp in more of my hardened cock in her mouth.I felt aunty cup my balls in her hand and begin to massage them. I kept my plate to the side and put my hands on Aunt Sheen’s bare, smooth shoulders. Noticing my moans of pleasure at having my cock sucked Aunt Sheen seemed to get encouraged and suddenly thrust her head lower, taking it over half of my thick, hard cock in her wet mouth.As Aunt Sheen began to bounce her head slightly over my cock I felt her throat tightening over the swollen head of my throbbing hard cock. I decided I wouldn’t hold back this time and told Aunt Sheen I would come soon.Aunt Sheen began to thrust her head harder over my cock, making it sloppy wet now, with her spit dribbling down to my balls.As soon as Aunt Sheen felt my cock become extremely tight she pulled her head up immediately and pinched the large head of my cock tightly between her thumb and forefinger. I snapped my eyes open to see Aunt Sheen looking at me.Although I was frustrated tremendously at having my orgasm ruined I was also curious to see what Aunt Sheen was doing.After almost a couple of minutes I felt my built-up orgasm gradually recede and my cock was throbbing less frequently.Before I could say a word Aunt Sheen said simply, “Fuck me now.”I immediately caught her hand and pulled her to the couch at my side. I stood up and leaned down to push Aunt Sheen back so that she now rested against the back-rest of the couch. I roughly parted her legs wide and stretched them out as much as I could.”Hold them like this.” I said in an ordering manner to Aunt Sheen who complied immediately, with a wide grin on her face in anticipation of the long-awaited fuck she was finally going to get.I caught my thick wet cock in my right hand and put the large head against Aunt Sheen’s pussy lips which were still wet noticeably.”Aaaahhh.. God!” screamed out Aunt Sheen as I thrust half my cock without warning into her warm, wet pussy.”Oh my.. oh God! Fuck me!” Aunt Sheen squealed with desperation now, holding her legs apart for me.Aunt Sheen now looked like a complete slut, instead of the mature Muslim lady she pretended to be at home.I slowly pulled out my cock till only the tip rested on her pussy lips and again thrust it in without warning, deeper this time and Aunt Sheen moaned out loud.I could not control my lust any longer and began to make hard, long thrusts in Aunt Sheen’s wet, hot pussy. I felt my thick cock being gripped hard by her pussy and felt my orgasm was not far away.After around 2 minutes of fucking this way I immediately pulled out my glistening wet cock and pushed Aunt Sheen around till she was on her fours in front of the couch now.I stood behind her admired the large, round mounds of Aunt Sheen’s ass for a few moments, jerking my cock slowly before I knelt down on a knee.I pushed down at Aunt Sheen’s lower back and pulled back firmly at her shoulder, making her thrust out her sexy, huge ass even more. Without wasting another second I caught my cock in my hand and carefully placed it over aunty’s wet pussy lips.I felt Aunt Sheen push back a couple of inches with her round and brown butt cheeks so I rammed my wet cock deep into her pussy all of a sudden.”Aaaaiiii.. Oh God! Oh God!” Aunt Sheen screamed low again, before squealing with the hard, deep thrusts I began.I watched with excitement as the soft, large ass cheeks of my aunty rippled with every thrust of my cock, making me crazy with lust.SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I spanked Aunt Sheen’s huge, wobbly ass cheeks and began to fuck her as hard as I could. Aunt Sheen was not crushed between my thrusts and the couch where her head lay.I kept fucking Aunt Sheen in doggystyle for over 5 minutes before the sight of her lovely large ass jiggling with my thrusts became too sexy to bear.”I’m coming..!” I growled low as I made one final, hard thrust deepest into her pussy and gripped the sides of her curvy hips tightly with my fingers.I was trembling with every spasm as my cock spewed hot streams of cum deep within my widowed aunt’s mature pussy.The taboo situation made this sexual encounter even more exciting and I watched as Aunt Sheen moaned softly, feeling my hot sticky cum collect deep within her cunt.AND, that was the start of an illicit but regular sexual relationship between my slutty, mature Muslim widowed aunt and me.

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Following is the fifth installment in a completely fabricated tale about fictional characters all of whom are above the age of eighteen and are not otherwise unable to legally consent to sex. There will be descriptions of illicit acts which are not appropriate for all audiences. I suggest checking out Relative Deviant, and it’s first three sequels, if you haven’t already. If you have, first I’d like to thank you for joining me on this journey. Second, you’ll notice a slight deviation in the storyline, but I beg you be patient as it fits into a larger narrative. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Relative Deviant 5

My brand-new steel belted radials plowed the through chert rock parking lot as I rolled into the closest space I could find. It wasn’t necessarily packed for a Saturday night, but a hearty crowd had made a showing none the less. Unusually loud and unrefined tunes twanged from inside, hinting there was live local music.

The Rec was an old-fashioned pool hall, complete with arcade games and short order kitchen. Music either came from the modest stage or most of the time a juke box. There were coin-op tables or for the more discerning player, full, professional nine-footers in the back for rent by the hour.

It was becoming rarer to find a place like that which catered to the eighteen and up demo. Owners were starting to figure out that their liquor license was their lifeline and didn’t dare risk anybody getting busted underage drinking at their joint. Still, we were off the beaten path a good piece and it was a more forgiving time to be under twenty-one.

Ms. Dolly was the blue-haired old lady who had owned the place for as far back as anybody could remember. Dad even said she worked the bar back when he was my age. She sure as hell remembered the day when blue laws weren’t so strictly enforced. In fact, if you weren’t a troublemaker, she didn’t mind looking the other way when if an adult wanted to buy a beer.

“If you’re old enough to vote and go die for your country, you oughta be old enough to have a drink once in a while.” She had been infamously quoted many times over.

This was the first place I’d ever legitimately exchanged my own hard-earned money for alcohol. Come to think of it, I had many firsts at The Rec. My ex and I gave my pick-up truck a proper christening by sneaking out for a quick stab in the cab one time. So, in a way I was on hallowed ground.

Once inside, I beheld such a plethora of pretty women. There were so many, I could have stood there gawking all night and probably still not seen them all. They were all dolled up; hair and makeup to the nines and showing plenty of skin. Tan legs sprouted from mini-skirts and necklines plunged, revealing copious cleavage.

As intriguing as it would be to just walk up to the nearest hottie I saw and start chatting her up, my skills at reeling in strange, I’m sure had dulled. Having just come out of a long relationship and, most recently, with my wedding tackle mostly occupied keeping my aunt in the lifestyle she’d become accustomed to, there was really no need to go trolling night spots. I did, however, manage that stroke of boldness that led to me landing Tiffany. With a lack of drive from being inundated with pussy I didn’t need to press her to or anyone else to get physical.

That was another thing; something I hadn’t considered. I hadn’t had quite enough down time to think about how that afternoon’s events were going to change other aspects of my life. Aunt Teri giving me the boot was just the first domino. Without her meeting my needs five days a week, sooner or later my new sweetheart was going to find out what a pervert I was. If she wasn’t up to the challenge, would I be able to stay patient enough to stay with her?

“Whatever,” I thought. “Deal with it later.” I came out as a diversion from that whole mess.

Meeting up with Stacy, that was my objective. I didn’t have time to jockey for a hook-up or mope over my aunt dumping me. Should I luck out and I did line up some nookie, having dropped three loads in the past twenty-four hours, I probably wouldn’t be able to follow through. I’d probably cum powdered milk, anyway.

Through the abundance of eye candy, I finally spotted her towards the back where the rental tables were. A white, flowery sun dress garbed this stunning five-and-a-half-foot babe who was chalking her cue and studying the table. She leaned in for a shot and her hem rode up just enough to reveal the deep cut chevrons of her hamstrings engraved on the backs of her thighs.

Before I made myself known, I just had to take a moment and picture her fit, naked body from our encounter in the pool house. She was a dime as far back as I could remember, but a few months out west had done her some serious justice. I didn’t have the pleasure of getting a glimpse of her now beardless clam, but I wagered it was similarly exquisite. While having tragically been dismissed niğde escort by my lover, I could take comfort in the fact that my spank bank was going to be chock full.

Shay spotted me first and nudged Stacy after she made her shot. I could see them exchange words and she pointed me out to her. Her face beamed. She tossed her stick aside and galloped over to welcome me.

“Yay, you made it, cuz.” She announced as she threw her arms around my neck and just like earlier in the pool house, laid a sloppy kiss on my cheek. “The way I practically had to beg you earlier, I didn’t think you’d show.

“Yeah, thought I’d come class up the place. It’s all part of my tireless charity work.” I said with a cocky half smile.

“Sometimes I worry about your confidence.” She retorted, derisively.

Shay lined up for her turn and completely whiffed, sending the cue ball to bang off three side cushions without hitting anything else. They were playing eight ball and it looked like Stacy was shooting for stripes with only slightly more skill than her partner. When she knocked in the three, I knew this game was going nowhere.

“You make your money with shot selection, honey.” I mocked, while pointing out the nine on the rim of a side pocket.

She just rolled her eyes and retreated to a nearby pub table. Her hand felt around and landed on a longneck bottle. She lifted it and looked down, disappointed. Putting it back down, she picked up a second bottle, swirled it around and then took a swig from it.

“Looks like you’re empty,” she informed Shay as she approached. She picked up Stacy’s bottle and put it to her lips. “I’m empty too.” She added with a giggle.

“I guess you guys aren’t concerned with swapping germs.” I quipped.

“What? Drinking after each other? That’s nothing.” Stacy sassed.

She beckoned Shay over with a mischievous look. She acquiesced moving over to her, stood on her tiptoes and took my cousin by the hips. Their lips met like impassioned lovers, heads tilted opposite each other and rotating subtly. Every head in the place probably was fixed on the two of them tongue wrestling out in plain sight. After maybe half a minute, they broke contact and smooched two or three more times before Shay sauntered off to the bar.

I watched the back of her mini skirt intently until her taught, skinny ass had propelled her out of earshot. Turning my attention back to my cousin, I raised my eyebrows giving her the reaction that I’m sure she was looking for. She sat there, giddy, kicking her legs while they dangled from the stool.

“Wow!” I gasped. “Care to explain that?”

“Oh, that’s nothing. At frat parties and stuff, freshman girls don’t usually get noticed as much. We did that one time and we’re suddenly belles of the ball.” She explained.

“Wait, she goes to school with you? I thought she was one of Jill’s friends or something.”

“No,” she said. “She lives in my dorm. Didn’t I introduce you? I invited her down for a few days.”

“No, I don’t think so… …Hell, maybe. It was like a sea of faces today. Plus, I’ve had a lot on my mind.” I responded, just now remembering that she was the one I witnessed her going tinkle from behind a shower curtain that afternoon.

“My fault, probably” she allowed. “I’m probably a little tipsier than I thought I was.”

“So just friends? This isn’t some kind of lifestyle change?” I asked redirecting to the elephant in the room. “I mean, she’s a looker. You could certainly do worse.”

“No, no, just goofing around.” She assured, before a playful grin emerged. “I will admit, we did have a near lezzy experience one night.”

“Do tell, girlfriend.” I squealed.

“We got smashed in the dorms and ended up doing some pretty heavy petting. Nothing really happened, that I can remember. I don’t swing that way, though. Our ‘goofing around,’ I guess, got a little carried away.” She explained.

“Does she?” I asked. “…swing that way, I mean?”

“Aw, she’s just an attention whore. …and also, just a whore.” She huffed. “Her high school boyfriend split up with her before she moved off and she went on this slutty streak. She’d hook up with anybody that would show her any interest. This lesbian thing is a recent development, but she’s full of shit. I don’t see that girl ever giving up on cock.”

“Anybody?” I submitted.

“Sure, go pay her a compliment, or hell just grab her ass and see what happens.” She suggested. “Honestly, it might do her good.”

Stacy hopped off her stool and made off to the restroom, leaving me to hold down the table. As fun as it would be to cash in on my cousins near guarantee for free, meaningless sex, I was too exhausted and sexed out to pursue. When Shay returned, she had three beers. I thanked her and made an effort to get to know her.

I kept things generic, asking about school, her major, etcetera. The whole time, I snuck glimpses of her body. She wore a white, leather mini niksar escort skirt and cowboy boots, which naturally drew the eye to her sleek, sinewy legs. The notion of having them wrapped around my skull wasn’t lost on me, so I at least thought I’d test the waters with her.

“So, did you dress up all sexy for my cousin’s benefit or what?” I asked.

“Oh, this old thing…” She snapped back, hands on her hips. “Wait, what did she tell you?”

“Well, naturally I was curious about your little make out sesh. Don’t worry though. She only copped to a little college girl experimentation. Why, did she leave anything out?” I teased.

Since I intended it as rhetorical, I paid no mind to how she responded. Instead, I reached behind her and grabbed a bottle. Checking for Stacy, I did a cursory scan around the room. When I looked back at Shay, she was staring at the floor.

“Whoa, what did I say? I didn’t mean anything by it.” I begged.

“I guess I had hoped for more than experimentation.” She bemoaned.

“Hold on,” I said. “So, you’re like in love with Stacy. She’s not even gay.”

“Oh, she is too.” She argued. “…or she might be, if she gave it a chance. Honestly, I think she’s so worried what her family might think that she’s not even willing to entertain the idea.”

“Look, I’m no expert, but I don’t think it’s as simple as ‘try it and see’ when it comes to that. I’m not gay, but you won’t catch me smoking pole just to make for sure.” I joked. “Plus, we wouldn’t have a problem with her bringing home a girlfriend. We’re a close family. Something like that wouldn’t make us turn our backs on her.”

“I just thought we had something. When she invited me on this trip, I was sure we could get some time alone and we could find out for sure. We are good friends, but I think we could be amazing as lovers. This family is so freakin’ huge, though. She’s been swamped with brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles.” She whined.

“Hey, what can I say? We’re a potent bunch,” I ceded. “That being said, maybe it’d be best for her to avoid meat injections, at least ’til she’s out of school.” I said, kidding. “You, on the other hand,” I squared up with her and rested my palm on the small of her back. “Are you sure you’re ready to give up men just yet? I mean, you haven’t given me a try. By your logic, we might be great together too.”

“Well, nobody said I was giving up. I ah, envision perhaps having a sort of understanding about that.” She sensually responded, cutting her eyes up at me and tucking her short golden bangs behind her ear. “Another time and place, I wouldn’t mind giving things a whirl with you. But ya know, it’d be kind of a conflict of interest, being as I’m sweet on your cousin.”

“You know what? I believe I know where you are coming from.” I told her frankly. “I had been told all my life that you can’t have your cake and eat it too. Recently, though, someone very close to me showed me that if you’re bold enough to go after what you want, then you might just surprise yourself.” Leaning in for a kiss, I added, “what good is cake anyway if you can’t eat it.”

Her eyes began to close as she gave in to my bids for her, but suddenly broadened with a gasp. “She’s coming,” she hissed, pushing me away. I turned my focus back to my beer as our third wheel rejoined us.

“You guys playing nice?” Stacy asked.

“It was a little tense at first, but I think we’ve come to a sort of understanding.” I reported with a wink.

At last, this evening was showing some promise. Shay and I played cat and mouse each time Stacy had her back turned. I gave her winks and kissy faces, and a couple of times pinched her firm little hiney. She feigned being timid at first, but soon was flirting back just as hard, the whole time making sure cuz stayed none the wiser.

Stacy volunteered to snag the next round, leaving us to our own devices again. As soon as she got a few paces away, I Spun Shay around and hungrily locked lips with her. I wanted to make an impression; give her something that would make her forget about that kiss from earlier. Our tongues danced in her mouth, and I squeezed her tight against me, being sure to keep one eye on my now rival.

We concluded our kiss with a few lingering pecks before our eyes opened to meet one another. The dim lights of the bar did little to conceal the brilliant sapphires beaming up at me. Ever vigilant, my gaze darted up to find Stacy. Greedy for my full attention, she reached right down the front of my pants and quite firmly gripped my twig and berries.

“Find something you like?” I asked.

“I think I did.” She admitted. “…and I might have an idea about some sort of ‘arrangement’ we might be able to come to.”

Before I could ponder what sort of deal she might have in mind, I spotted Stacy trekking toward us. Now in a most compromising position, I plucked her hand out and nodded, acknowledging my approaching cousin. Luckily, nilüfer escort Shay got the memo and tried making everything look copasetic.

Shay proved to be a welcome distraction. For most of the night, my woes barely crossed my mind. The three of us played pool, drank cheap domestics and harbored not a care in the world.

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Hard as I tried to keep myself preoccupied; an unexpected quiet moment forced my thoughts back to my aunt. The whole reason I joined up for this little outing was to prevent that very thing. At one point, Stacy caught me blankly staring off in the distance.

“What is up with you tonight?” She asked, annoyed.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” I reflexively said back.

“Horseshit,” she blurted. “You were miles away just then. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Oh, earlier Aunt Teri and I got into a bit of a disagreement. I don’t think I’ve ever cussed out an adult before, much less her.” I admitted, not yet bold enough to divulge the whole story.

“God, I can’t stand that bitch?” She bemoaned. “Heifer caught me smoking when I was like sixteen and went straight to dad. I got grounded for a month and my folks watched me like a hawk from then on. I cussed her like a dog, and we’ve barely exchanged a word since.”

“Whoa, really?” I gasped.

“Yep.” She boasted. “Shit, if you ask Dad, she’s not even your aunt anyway. So, I wouldn’t get all worked up.”

“Wait, wait, what?” I said, dumbfounded.

“I’m kidding.” She flippantly returned.

“Just sayin’, that’s pretty harsh.” I said, accusingly. “Why would you say that?

“You know, like how all the sisters tease her about being adopted?”

I stared back at her blankly, which apparently conveyed the notion that I did not, in fact, know. The very idea was so out of left field, I had no idea how to respond. Momentarily, the concept sank in, along with the implications before Stacy reeled me back in.

“Hello?” She sarcastically exclaimed. “They used to torture her mercilessly with that shit. You know how she kind-of looks different with the lighter hair and she’s all pale and stuff?”

“What are you talking about? She’s got a great tan.” I injected.

“Yeah, because she’s constantly laying out in the sun. If not, she’s in that tanning bed Ross got her for her birthday. Hell, Dad said she looked like an Arian poster child until she started kindergarten.” She argued. “Anyway, that was like the running joke while they were growing up. Whenever she gets on somebody’s nerves, they’re all, ‘…keep it up. Momma is going to take you back to the orphanage.’ I seriously can’t believe you didn’t know that.”

“…but that’s all it is, right? Just a joke?” I cautiously inquired.

“Yes! Goddamnit, quit being such a dumbass.”

It was getting late at that point and all the day’s activities along with the half dozen beers I had was catching up with me. For the second time, I had to bid Stacy farewell. They begged me to go back to their slumber party, but she was clearly so buzzed they couldn’t see reason.

“Do you really think Aunt Geri is going to permit me sleeping in the same room as a bunch of hot, young women? She’d shit a brick. By the way, I’d try to sneak past her without her smelling your breath.” I lectured.

“Okay, yeah,” she relented. “Guess not.” I could actively see her trying think through the fog of alcohol, impairing her judgement until she landed on something. Excitedly, she blurted, “tomorrow! Yeah, Geri and Rob have a church event. They’ll be away from the house all day.”

“Alright, sure. And they’re just going to let you girls have free reign of their place while they’re gone?” I contemptuously remarked.

“Fu-u-uck no,” she said, eyeballs doing backflips in her skull. “Aunt Geri will make sure we’re out of the house before they go, but…” She cut her eyes back and forth and looked back at me. With a boozy whisper and one hand shielding the opposite side of her mouth, she finished. “…there’s a key hidden under a flowerpot. Nobody knows about it, but guess what? I do!”

Realizing she was way over her limit, I basically dismissed whatever she was talking about. I offered her a ride, but she refused. We still had a few other cousins there who were plenty sober and could get her home, and besides Shay didn’t seem phased.

“Stacy, be careful, Okay?” I told her sincerely. She nodded and I hugged her goodbye. “Just give me a call tomorrow if you want to hang out.” I added.

She agreed and I found my way a restroom before I hit the road. The doors had been propped open, venting the recently applied cleaning products. Either that minor change or my exhaustion caused me to miss the “women” sign and almost walk into the wrong one. When I noted my mistake, I curtly made an about face, this time entering the proper latrine.

Next to the urinal, the lone stall door was slightly ajar, indicating that I was alone. To the left was a sink. It was probably suited more for residential use, testifying to the dive bar image this place was known for. The air wafting off the urinal cake, while I doused it tingled my sinuses and stirred old memories of this place. By the time I was empty, my mind was lost in nostalgia and nowhere near the ills of the recent past and looming future.

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The restroom door shut slowly behind. Luckily it was empty. Toilet stalls lined the backwall of the tiled restroom, it stank of urine. Stains and mysterious fluids were scattered on the tile floors.

“I can’t believe I’m going to do this…” I spoke under my breath and steeled myself.

I had never done anything like this before, ever! Yet here I am in the men’s bathroom, on a lost bet. Now to enter the stall marked with a small X. The bet was bullshit, Becky knew I would fail. Now I have to follow through with this stupid dare. ‘Sneak into the men’s restroom and hide in the stall marked with an X for one hour’, so stupid, but it probably won’t be too terrible. It’s not like anyone was in here to catch me.

I made my way towards the stall marked with the X and stepped inside, I locked the door behind me and tried to make myself comfortable on the dirty toilet, as best as I could. Yeah this wasn’t too bad, I just have to sit in this empty bathroom on a dirty toilet for an hour. The first five minutes were amazing, I just sat there and enjoyed the serenity while I scrolled on my phone.

After five minutes someone walked into the bathroom. I froze, I could feel myself shake as footsteps approached the stalls. Feet stopped right outside of my stall, it seemed like an eternity but eventually he simav escort went into the adjacent stall. I sighed a sigh of relief, until I looked around the stall. There was stall graffiti all over, one that particularly caught my eye was a bunch of streaks used as a ‘Cum Count’. Then, I noticed it.

A large whole cut into the side of the stall with an arrow pointed at the hole with the words ‘Kiss Me’. I leaned in towards the hole and squinted at the words.

“Kiss me?”

Then a large penis slowly appeared through the hole and poked my chin. I froze as this musky cock rested upon my lower lip.

I’m a virgin, I’ve never even had a boyfriend. The only time I had ever seen a penis was in health class and in pornos. Now here I am, with a stranger’s dick upon my mouth, in the men’s restroom. The dick twitched on my lips, was this part of the dare? Is this what Becky wanted?

I swallowed hard, the smell of this cock filled my nose and blurred my thoughts. I slowly opened my mouth and licked the tip. Some salty, bitter liquid began to form on the hole of this strangers dick, and I lapped it up. The man moaned lightly, I felt butterflies in my chest as I tasted this sweaty cock. I moved my lips over the gland of his cock and gently sucked and licked.

“Mmmm, sincan escort yeah” the man moaned harder. I’ve never felt so good in my entire life. I slid my hand down my drenched panties and began to rub my clit. I started to moan on this smelly, tasty dick.

“Fuck yes, go deeper” he commanded me, and I listened.

I pushed the dick as far as it would go, I could only get halfway down his shaft before I choked on his length. But I would keep trying, for him. I would gag and choke but I kept pushing his tasty cock down my throat, I needed him to feel good.

“Fuuuuck” he moaned even harder. But I didn’t want this to end so soon, this was my first cock, I needed it for as long as possible.

I plopped the cock out of my mouth, it twitched as saliva dripped off of it. My lipstick began to form rings around the middle of his cock, a stamp of approval from my mouth. I lifted his cock up and began to kiss and suck upon his large testicles. Each peck was met with a shudder and each suck a moan. I left lipstick marks all over his scrotum. Then, I licked my way up the underside of his musky cock, I started at his balls and slowly glided my tongue up towards the tip. Every vein was bulging on his member. Once I reached his tip more liquid sinop escort gold awaited me, I licked it all up and began to suck on his cock once again.

“Fuck, you’re so good!” I was furiously rubbing my clit and came as soon as he moaned.

I bobbed my head quickly, I tried to take him as deep as I could and as fast as I could. I needed this cock, I needed it inside of my pussy. Then, I heard him knock on the stall, he came down my throat.

“Ah! Yes!!”

I thought his dick smelled strong before. His cum filled my throat and mouth, some came out of my nose. I swallowed furiously to breath, it felt like I drank a gallon of his seed. It was salty and bitter, just like the liquid that came out of his tip but stronger tasting. The stall smelled of musk and cum. I kept sucking furiously until he pulled his dick back through the hole. I tried to peek through the hole to see who this amazing man was. But he covered the hole with his thigh. He stayed in the stall for a moment and slipped a piece of paper through the hole of the stall and left.

The note read, “That was amazing, you should come here more often, this is my regular spot. But next time maybe I can use your other holes? XOXO”. He wants to fuck me? Take my virginity? I could think of no better cock in the world.

I took a moment to clean the cum out of my nose and off of my chin, I settled back down on the toilet and looked at the time.

“20 minutes!” I had only been in the bathroom for 20 minutes! I was in shock, I need to be in here another 40 minutes! I was snapped out of it by another big cock being pushed through the hole of my stall.

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Die haarige Lena 05

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Hier gibt es jetzt den fünften Teil der Reihe.

Dieser baut direkt auf Teil 4 auf, Teil 1-3 müssen für das Verständnis nicht zwingend bekannt sein.

Da ich gerade nicht viel Zeit habe gibt es es nur einen kurzen Zwischenbericht, bei Interesse geht die Story aber weiter.

Alle an der Story beteiligten Personen sind über 18 Jahre alt!

Es handelt sich um eine frei erfundene Geschichte, die meiner Fantasie entspringt! Es handelt sich um mein geistiges Eigentum, Kopie und Veröffentlichung auf anderen Seiten ohne mein Einverständnis sind untersagt!

In meinen Geschichten werden bestimmte Fetische (hier Köperhaare) sehr intensiv behandelt, wer das nicht mag, braucht sie nicht zu lesen.

Bei allen anderen freue ich mich über Kommentare und konstruktive Kritik!

Viel Spaß beim Lesen!

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Sven und Lena saßen noch an der kleinen Strandbar, als Lena meinte “Ich muss mal gucken, wie es bei Sarah aussieht….”

Sie erhob sich, ging zu den Schließfächern für die Badegäste und kam mit ihrem Handy in der Hand zurück.

Etwas enttäuscht sagte sie: “Oh man, die ist jetzt richtig krank. Den Besuch bei ihr kann ich vergessen…”

Geistesgegenwärtig meine Sven: “Ach dann komm doch einfach mit zu mir, ich hab nächste Woche kaum Uni, du kannst also noch ein paar Tage länger bleiben wenn du möchtest!”

Lena strahlte ihn an und damit war es beschlossen. Sie holte noch ihren kleinen Reiserucksack aus dem Schließfach und sie schlenderten, weiterhin nur yenimahalle escort in Badesachen bekleidet – den kurzen Weg vom Badesee zu Svens Wohnung.

Gemeinsam betraten sie das Haus, Sven ließ Lena im Treppenhaus natürlich den Vortritt, nicht ganz uneigennützig, denn so hatte er direkt wieder ihren wunderbaren Arsch vor Augen, dessen Behaarung von dem knappen Bikini-Höschen nicht mal im Ansatz versteckt werden konnte.

Bis sie vor seiner Wohnungstür ankamen hatte Sven schon wieder einen Ständer. Das bemerkte Lena natürlich und begann ihn durch die Badehose zu massieren, während er die Wohnungstür aufschloss.

Noch im Flur ließen sie alle Sachen und Klamotten fallen, nach dem heißen Nachmittag brauchten sie erstmal eine Dusche. Zusammen stiegen sie in die kleine Kabine und brausten sich ab. Svens Erektion wollte überhaupt nicht mehr aufhören, denn nass sah Lena einfach noch viel geiler aus mit den ganzen Haaren.

In der Dusche fingerte er das kleine Luder zu einem weiteren Orgasmus.

Als sie fertig waren warf Lena sich aufs Bett und verschrenkte die Arme hinter dem Kopf (sie wusste inzwischen natürlich, dass dieser Anblick bei Sven alle Sicherungen durchbrennen ließ). Dann spreizte sie die Beine, so das Sven einen freien Blick auf alles hatte.

Endlich nahm er sich mal so richtig Zeit für ihren Körper. Er holte ein sanftes Massage-Öl aus seinem Nachttisch und begann zunächst ihre extrem behaarten Beine einzucremen und yeşilköy escort zu kneten. Sein Schwanz zuckte und wurde feuchte, als die wunderbar haarige Haut durch seine Hände glitt.

Das Öl war natürlich für den Intimbereich geeignet, sodass er kurzerhand begann, ihre extrem haarige Rosette zu fingern. Lena stöhnte lustvoll auf und fingerte sich selbst zum nächsten Orgasmus, während Sven ihr offenbar trainiertes Arschloch schon leicht fistete.

Danach widmete er sich in aller Ruhe ihre stark behaarten Achselhöhlen, er kraulte die Büsche und versenkte sein Gesicht darin um sie auszulecken.

Den Abend beendeten sie in einer wunderschönen 69er Nummer.

Lene hatte die letzten Jahre offenbar das Deepthroaten gelernt, dann völlig problemlos versenkte sie deinen 18cm-Prügel in ihrem Rachen, während sie ihren haarigen Arsch und ihre haarige Fotze immer wieder auf sein Gesicht drückte.

Sven bekam kaum Luft und sobald er Lena zum letzten Orgasmus geleckt hatte wurde er auch endlich erlöst und durfte den Rachen dieser wunderschönen haarigen Schönheit mit seinem Sperma vollpumpen.

Er leckte noch eine Weile ihren Fotzenschleim auf bis sie schließlich, nackt wie sie waren, erschöpft einschliefen.

Am nächsten Tag gönnten sie sich noch einigen Spaß:

Den Vormittag verbrachten sie am Pool des Hauses (Svens Vermieter hatten irgendwie zu viel Geld und sich deshalb so ein Ding in den Garten gepflanzt). Da yeşilyurt escort die Vermieter derzeit im Urlaub waren und Sven somit diese Woche der einzige Bewohner des Hauses war, weigerte Lena sich, irgendwelche Klamotten anzuziehen.

Nackt wie sie war, verließ sie die Wohnung ins Treppenhaus, Sven musste sich schon wieder einen nackten haarigen Arsch, der vor ihm her wackelte, anschauen. Der Garten war zum Glück von dichten Hecken umgeben, Sven war sich aber sicher, dass neugierige Bewohner aus den oberen Stockwerken der umliegenden Häuser einen Blick auf den Garten erhaschen konnten.

Lena schien die Tatsache schon wieder geil zu machen. Erst zog sie nackt wie sie war ihre Bahnen durch den Pool, danach rekelte sie sich mitten auf der Wiese zum Trocknen in der Sonne. Bei dem Gedanken, wer sich wohl im Schatten der umliegenden Fenster gerade darauf wichste, bekam Sven mal wieder einen Ständer und ließ sich schnell ins Wasser gleiten.

Den Nachmittag verbrachten sie dann ausnahmsweise Mal – abgesehen von zwei spontanen Blows Jobs – nicht mit Ficken, jedoch wollte Lena spätestens am Abend schon wieder bestiegen werden. Ihre Fotze war in diesen Umfeld dauerhaft feucht (was man stets an den nassen Schamhaaren um den Scheideneingang herum erkennen konnte) und Sven kam kaum hinterher mit dem Besamen dieses Luders.

Nach ihrem dritten Orgasmus am Abend spritzte Sven nochmal kräftig in der Fotze ab und leckte die haarige Pracht schließlich zu einem vierten Orgasmus – wobei er genüsslich sein eigenes Sperma aufleckte.

Zwischen ihren Orgasmen presste Lena noch ein paar perverse Wünsche heraus, wie sie die letzten Tage hier verbringen wollte, einer versauter als der andere. Sven nahm sich fest vor, ein paar davon zu erfüllen, während das nymphomane Luder seinen schmerzenden Schwanz schon wieder steif bließ….

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Fortsetzung folgt bei Interesse

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Arianna’s Tale Pt. 03

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The next few days passed without much of anything happening in Arianna’s life. She limped about her house, popped a few Diazepam to knock her out in the evening, and spent most of her days as she had for the last little while. Laying about in a drug-induced slouch. She knew she’d become an addict. She knew she should stop, yet she didn’t. Nor would she at the rate she was going. The problem with being so involved in a world of crime is that most people’s moral compass pointed downwards, so having a friend to pick you up was, unfortunately, a rarity.

Plus, the drugs at least helped with her knee. She’d landed hard. It was swollen, bruised, and made a rather concerning ‘crunch’ whenever she crouched down. A hospital visit would have been the smart idea, but in this country who could afford to go to the hospital without health insurance? In a country where a broken finger could cost you as much as five thousand dollars and in her case, a broken or messed up knee could cost anywhere from ten thousand to thirty-five thousand. When you worked on the wrong side of the law, paid your bills purely in cash, and had no claimable income. Going to the hospital became an emergency-only situation.

Maybe it was an emergency. But Arianna didn’t care. She sat in her armchair in the living room. Her TV echoed with static in the background as she sat there, eyelids fluttering and her brain slipping in-and-out of consciousness. Snips and Ajax hadn’t come back since their evening out and she’d received a single call from Ezio which she hadn’t bothered to pick up. His voice mail insisted it was important and based on his tone, he was upset.

“Whatever…” She’d mumbled, clicking off her cell phone and tossing it in the pile of overdue bills laying on her counter before returning to her chair, settling deeply into the dusty cushions of her chair. What was she even doing with her life anymore? Would she ever get over this hump, find a bit of that old self of hers again? Her friend’s words had stung when they’d accused her of not being the same. They were right of course. Previous to the loss of her girlfriend, she’d never touched drugs in her life, she had the motivation to do things, she’d always been smiling even though her job was to shake businesses down for money.

But all that had changed when she lost her. She still remembered the day it happened. It was supposed to be a simple business shakedown when a rival gang had rolled up and started shooting. It was chaos. She’d watched her girlfriend of ten years, Taylor. Fall to the ground in front of her. She’d barely got out herself. But she’d stayed there with Taylor until the end. Until she watched the life leave the woman’s eyes. Sure, Styx had hit back after that. Had graciously tracked down those who’d committed the act and put them down, but Arianna was still left with a hole she couldn’t fill and a life that wouldn’t support her through it.

The beep of her cell phone roused her slightly from her half-conscious state. She leaned over and pulled her phone from the counter and looked at the slightly cracked screen.

`Hey Ari! Do you want to go out with the gang tonight?`

Arianna stared at the text for a long moment. It was from Snips. One of the few people who still kept up with her, who invited her to things. It was the reason she’d been willing akhisar escort to go knock over the facility on the edge of the town in an unsanctioned action. She rolled her finger over the reply button for a long moment and then sent a quick response.

`I’m good. The knee is still hurting from our little outing the other day.`

The response came back quickly.

‘Oh. Have you gotten it looked at? I’m sure Ezio could find you an under-the-table clinic or something.`

‘I’m fine. It’ll be better in a day or two I’m sure. Have fun tonight.’

‘Alright. Feel better Ari. Talk soon.’

Arianna sighed and tossed her phone onto the side table and looked at her small kit on the table. The needle. The spoon. The bottle of pills and furrowed her brows slightly. Maybe one more hit before she went to bed? That sounded nice.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

She looked up quickly as the knocks resounded on her door. She knew for certain it wasn’t Snips and since Ajax was almost always with him it wasn’t either of them. She climbed to her feet, stumbling slightly from a wave of nausea that rolled over her. She grumbled slightly and walked to the door and pressed her face to the peephole to see who it was before she considered opening the door.

She didn’t even get a peek.

Just as her eye got level with the peephole, all hell broke loose.

Something heavy connected with her door and knocked it right in. The door slammed her in the face hard enough to knock her off her feet. She felt the crunch of her nose, she felt herself hit the floor and in her semi-conscious state she was dropped into a world of blackness for a moment.

Now, Arianna was a fighter. She could throw a punch. She could wrestle with the best of them and above all, she wasn’t weak. But despite gaining consciousness and seeing the two burly people dressed in what looked like medical scrubs descending on her through her slightly blurred vision, she didn’t have a chance. She swung once and a heavy slug from one of them knocked her right back into that dazed state as they grabbed her roughly, forcing her onto her stomach and slamming her head into the floor, she felt thick fingers lacing into her hair and holding her head there.

From behind the two, the sound of heels clicking on the floor could be heard. Arianna barely saw the black heels in front of her before the person wearing them settled into her armchair and crossed her legs. By now Arianna’s vision was clearing slightly and she let out a slight groan as hands kept her pressed down.

“Now now you two. We don’t want her busted up too much.” The voice tutted at the pair, but despite this their tight hold on her didn’t loosen in the slightest.

Arianna’s blue-eyed gaze looked up at the woman slowly as she struggled against the two holding her down. A brown-haired woman in a no-nonsense business suit, with her hair, pulled back into a tight bun was looking down at her through a pair of frameless glasses, “Mm…Are you still conscious down there Arianna? That nose looks a bit painful.”

“Nn…Who the fuck are you? And what the hell is all this about? Get off me!” She said angrily, struggling against the two holding her, their grip like iron.

“I’d suggest not struggling. They’ve been instructed not to damage aksaray escort you too much, but I won’t hesitate to have them slam you around a bit to make you comply.” The woman crossed her legs the other way as she looked around the room slowly, “You know, when I looked you up. I knew you were in deep but I never anticipated you were in THIS deep…” For accent, she flicked one of Arianna’s used needles off of the table.

“The hell are you talking about you psycho bit–” The hand gripping her hair slammed her into the ground again, cutting off her words.

“They can slam you as many times as needed my dear so get it out while you still can.”

Arianna winced and narrowed her eyes, but she said nothing.

“Much better. Now. You asked what this is about? Well…This is about the…” She tugged a piece of paper out of her jacket and looked it over, “…One hundred and twelve thousand dollars you owe me.”

Arianna blinked in confusion, “The hell are you talking about? I don’t owe you shit.”

The woman leaned down and smiled, “Oh my dear. That is where you’re wrong. You and your two buddies knocked over a facility the other day. Do you remember or have the drugs addled your brain to the point that your long-term memory is non-existent?”

“Yeah we did, what’s your point? You can either pay up or Styx will come back.”

The woman’s laughter caught her completely off guard, “Oh my dear. I can assure you I won’t be paying Ezio a dime. We’ve already agreed that I can sort this out with you personally. Do you think I just plucked your address of the internet?” She paused for a moment, “Well, maybe I shouldn’t say that because getting information on you was like following a breadcrumb made with meatballs the size of Texas. How exactly have you not been caught by the law yet?” She mocked the woman.

The mention of Ezio by name bubbled up genuine worry in her stomach and the reality of the situation. She ignored the blatant mocking of her cyber-security and stared at the woman, “You don’t scare me. Now what do you want?” She demanded bravely.

“Oh my. You do have some balls on you huh? I already told you. I’m here to collect the one hundred and twelve thousand dollars you owe me. I’ll have you know, that’s on the low end. I’m not including the hospitalization of twelve different people you put in intensive care, nor the replacement of a statue that has been on the property since before you were born. Based on what I’ve learned of you. That kind of money is likely well beyond your means. So I’m going to give you two choices. You can either call in every favor you have and try to get me my money in the next, Let’s say, Fifteen minutes. Or, you can talk the little green pill my orderly is going to give you and submit yourself to my facility until such a time I have deemed your debt paid.” Elanor left the words to hang in the air for a long moment as she stared at Arianna, pinned to the ground by her two orderlies.

“What makes you think I want either of those options? What if I struggle free and drop-kick your pretty ass out of my house?”

Elanor responded with an intense stare and a smirk. “By all means. But something tells me you’re going to have a hard time with it, what with all those hard drugs coursing through your veins and a knee that will akyazı escort barely support your weight.”

“How do you know about my knee?”

Elanor laughed blatantly again, “My dear, did you think such a well-groomed facility didn’t have cameras? Sure, they’re well hidden. But they’re there. My medical expert on hand tells me you’ve probably messed up your knee pretty good from that landing. That jump, however, was beautiful. I wish all my…subjects, had grace like that. Tell you what. I’ll sweeten the offer a bit. Choose to submit to my facility, and we’ll take care of both your knee and your drug habit as well. Something I’m sure you can’t get taken care of on your own when you operate on the wrong side of the law.”

One of the orderlies held up a bright green pill in front of her face, the woman holding it grinned a little bit. Arianna wrinkled her nose and squirmed slightly.

“Not a good enough offer? Jeeze. You drive a hard bargain, Arianna. Tell you what. You’ve got thirty seconds to make your choice before I make it for you.” She held up her wrist and looked at her watch.

~Not that you have a choice.~

Elanor grinned as she began counting down from thirty, “Thirty…Twenty-nine…Twenty-eight…”

Arianna knew she was being backed into a corner and the panic was obvious in her face. Elanor looked up at her and smirked several times as she counted.

~I don’t think I can get that sort of money together. I can barely pay my rent. Would Ezio bail me out? Not if she knows him. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK! What do I do? I don’t want to be stuck inside a facility full of crazy people! But what choice do I have?~

Arianna yelled suddenly, “ok ok! Stop!”

Elanor stopped counting, “Made your choice, have you?”

Arianna stared intensely and Elanor just smirked down at her, “Look. I don’t want to be locked up with a bunch of crazy people! But…I can’t get that sot of money together…”

“My facility is not housing for crazy people. Not, in the normal sense of the word. It’s something more unique than that. Perhaps, you’ll even find some enjoyment while you’re there, you never know. Now, do you have money for me? Or am I shoving that pill down your throat? Because if you don’t have the money, you’re swallowing it whether you like it or not. This can be done nicely, or not-so-nicely.”

Arianna was for once, at a loss for words. She went cross-eyed looking at the pill for a long moment and then reluctantly eased her mouth open. The orderly was extremely quick, shoving the pill past her lips and going so far as to push it part-way down her throat with her fingers before pulling back her hand and pushing up on her jaw to keep her mouth shut until she swallowed.

“There’s a good girl Arianna. See, was that so hard?”

The pill’s effects were fast. Only minutes after it had slid down her throat she could feel an inky numbness spreading over her body and was having a hard time holding her eyes open. She watched as the dazed state washed over her aggressively as Elanor dug around in her pocket, flipped open a Zippo lighter, and tossed it into Arianna’s bedroom, her bed went up in flames quickly. She then leaned down and patted Arianna’s cheek, “Rest well dear. I’ll see you on the other side…”

“Package her up and let’s get out of here before this whole place goes up…” Elanor’s words were distant and faded quickly as a world of darkness clawed its way into her head. The last thing she remembered was her head thudding down onto the hard floor before she was gone into a world of unconsciousness, resigned now to whatever fate she’d just accepted.

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Not looking at any price tags. She threw countless garments into the bag. Anything that caught her eye as she chatted with her best friend.

“No no, he has a great job, he earns so much money this will hardly make a dent,” She bragged, throwing in a pair of heels.

He forced a smile, keeping up appearances in front of their friends as they raided the shopping mall, “Well, I’m getting rather hungry. Let grab a bite to eat?”

Everyone agreed and they made their way to the food court, where she ordered herself 2 meals, 3 drinks and a dessert.

She avoided his game and dug into her lunch, not even finishing half of what she got. Still she saved it for later and everybody else finished their meals. Together they walked to the toy store and the girls each chose one teddy.

Except, of course, not her. She took 2, claiming she ‘just couldn’t choose’ and ‘he can afford it easily anyway’. He was starting to get pissed off with her spending.

So when the rest of the group were distracted he pulled her aside, “You need to quit being so careless with your spending. You do not go around spending my money on crap without permission. Cut it out, right now.”

She nodded and scurried back to the group. Next stop was one more clothing store. She sped up her walking pace and dodged him every second as her behaviour did not change. She picked up dresses, blouses, jackets, sweaters, skirts and jeans. She just wouldn’t stop.

This continued into the shoe store and then they entered the general store where she bought several snacks, treats and even ice cream.

That being their last store, everyone split off and went home with their respective partners. batman escort The entire drive home was spent in silence with an almost too tight grip on her thirgh as he drove well over the speed limit.

Exiting the car, he walked up to the house without a word and unlocked the door. The second the two of them were inside and the front door shut, he exploded.

“What the fuck was that!?” Ripping off his jacket and hanging it on the coat rack, he continued raising his voice while slipping off his shoes, “I can’t believe you would behave like that. That was completely humiliating for me. Get in the bedroom. Lay face down on the bed and spread, I’ll be in soon to tie you up. You better bet your ass you’re being punished for that bitch.”

She ran to the room and took off her clothing. She lay down and spread eagle on the bed, almost shaking in fear. Laying spread eagle is great, face down? Not so great. Face down means lashes, beltings, paddles, spankings, any of it.

All she knew for sure was she would soon regret being so horrid at the store.

He entered the room, still completely clothed. With the easy access cuffs secured at each corner on their bed, he restrained her in that position.

Widening her eyes in panic, she watched him take out her vibe wand from the bottom drawer. She knew this would be absolute hell for her, she could never last long when they used that.

He positioned it to ever so slightly brush against her clit, secured it in place and switched it on, “You’re not going to cum without my permission, got that?”

She nodded helplessly, pulling her lips between her teeth, “Words, princess. You are battalgazi escort not to orgasm until I say. Do you understand me?”

“Yes. Yes, I understand Daddy. I won’t cum till you tell me to,” He smiled, knowing that was going to be near impossible for her.

He got out the cat tail whip and ran it through his fingers, “You’re gonna count for me. Out loud, if you stutter, if you get the wrong number, if you stay silent, I will start again. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” She writhed in her place and tugged on her restraints.

“And you know you’re safeword, don’t you babydoll?” She nodded quickly, whining from the abuse to her clit.

“Yes. I know it. I know my safeword Daddy,” He nodded with a smile of approval and, with no warning, he brought the whip down harshly on her ass cheeks.

She screamed agonisingly, the deep red marks digging into her soft skin, “One!”

“Good,” He hit her again, grunting at the sound of the leather whip hitting her skin.

“TWO,” He bit his lip. This would be painful for him too, being unable to orgasm. He wouldn’t give her that satisfaction.

“Forty one!” She was exhausted, breathing heavily. Deep cuts on her buttocks and even a few marks on her back. Some wounds on her bottom even having drawn blood.

“Forty two!” He let out a breath, taking a moment to collect himself. Being satisfied with the number of lashes he’d given her, he approached her slowly. He ran the whip gently down her back, starting between her shoulder blades and ending with them falling gently between her cheeks.

“Do you know what you got all those lashes for?” She looked up bayburt escort at him with tears soaked into her cheeks.

“Uh, I was bad. I didn’t listen to Daddy,” He shook his head, tutting, clearly disappointed.

“Forty two things you bought today. With Daddy’s money. You know better than that, but you were being a greedy baby. You know what happens when you’re greedy?” She looked up at him through wet eyelashes, fearful, “You get nothing. You were so greedy today that Daddy isn’t gonna give you anything. No orgasm, no fucking you, you don’t get to swallow my cum, or even make me cum, you won’t even get to see Daddy’s cock. That’s what you get for being a greedy baby.”

She sobbed and begged, “Please, please please PLEASE, Daddy. I NEED it, I need your cock. Please just fuck me so hard, I need to feel you, I wanna taste you.”

He smiled evilly, grabbing hold of the wand between her legs and pushing it into her. She belted out a high pitched moan, pulling on all four of her restraints.

“Such a beautiful girl, look at you all covered in welts. God, you don’t know how bad I wanna use you. But you don’t deserve that and you know it,” She cries out as he overstimulates her clit. He could tell how close she was to orgasm and pulled it away.

To which, she tried to kick her chained legs. He gave it a moment before returning the toy to her little pink clit.

He continued edging her and reminding her of what she did to deserve this.

“Do you think you’ve been punished enough now?” She nodded, so exhausted she could hardly move. Her breaths heaving and erotic.

“Yes. I can’t take anymore. I won’t be greedy again. I’ll be a good girl,” He smiled and turned off the toy, he placed it on the ground for now and undid her shackles before petting her hair and kissing her softly on the forehead.

“You did so well baby. I’m so proud of you taking all those hits. I hope you’ve learnt your lesson now, let’s go take care of you, okay?”

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Nerves Part 4

After the club, Mr. wasted no time- he was ready to play. As we took the elevator to my place, his hands roamed my body like uncharted land, teasing my nipples through the soft material, leaving kisses on my neck and shoulders, grinding my backside to his roaring crotch. I barely slipped the key in the door as he began undressing me. As soon as I opened the door, he had undone the bow on my dress, exposing my Hershey-kiss nipples. By the time we reached my bedroom, I wore only my red bottoms. Every nerve in my body was singing, ready to have him between my thighs, my lips, filling me entirely. Gently breaking off the kiss, Mr. C stepped back and studied me up and down like a wolf ready to devour his prey. His hands roamed my curves as he planted kisses on my neck and shoulders. His lips trailed down my chest, gently kissing my nipples, teasing me. The flame in my core was rising. Gently placing his strong hands on my shoulders, Mr. C nudged me to sit on the edge of the bed. Suddenly, he stood up, stepping away from me

“Wa-what? Sir?” As I began to stand.

“Sit.” He commended.

I obeyed, sitting on the edge of the bed. My chest rose and fell with anticipation as Mr. C slowly undressed in front of me. He had a nice body, slightly toned. He kept himself up nicely. A small trail of hair decorated his abdomen, leaving a happy trail. His eyes never left mine as he stripped off the last of his clothes. His thick nine-inch cock was already standing at attention, dripping in pre- cum. I felt myself get wetter and wetter. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.

He stood in front of me, stroking himself.

“Is this what you want, Ms. Montero?”

I nodded vigorously.

“Use your words like a good girl.”

I blushed. Dirty talk was still new to me.

“Ye-Yes. It’s what I want.”

“Forgetting something are we?” he gently placed a hand behind my head.

“I want it Sir. Please.” My cheeks flushed red.

He pulled my head closer to his cock. I took his cue, opening my mouth and slowly taking him in, inch by inch.

“That’s my good girl. Suck it slow. That’s right.”

I loved when he did that, commanding me. It made me wetter for him. I picked up speed a little, taking him deeper. His fingers curled into my hair, pulling it as his hips moved quicker, fucking my face.

“Ah.” He groaned. “Take Daddy’s cock, just like that.” He encouraged. “You are doing good Ms. Montero.” The power I felt – pure control- made me feel sexy. Making a giant of a man turn into putty in my hands… or better yet, my mouth was a rush. Hearing his moans, çiftlikköy escort had me sitting in a puddle. He pumped in and out, quicker and quicker. I knew he would be arriving soon.

“Ah fuck.” Taking both hands on either side of my head, he came, each drop sliding down my throat. His body shook as he slowly pulled from my mouth, a small line of saliva still connecting his cock and my mouth. As he gathered himself, he straightened, staring down at me with lustful eyes.

“Up.” He commanded.

I stood, awaiting instructions.

“Open it.” He pointed to the armoire.

I strolled to the armoire, taking my time to let him admire my ass and legs in my heels, swaying my hips as I opened the doors. Inside the velvet doors were toys, floggers, hand cuffs, various lengths of rope- all thing for a successful scene.

“Top right, the black ride crop- bring it to me.”

I grabbed the crop and handed it to him.

“Bend over.”

I bent over, the top half of my naked body rubbing against the black silk sheets. ” Elizabeth.” He purred. ” You have been a naughty, naughty little slut tonight.” He whispered in my ear as he ran the crop between my legs, over my clit, teasing me mercilessly.

A small whimper left my lips as he used the length of the crop to stimulate me. I squirmed in anticipation for him. Instead, he moved away from me.

“Fuck. Sir Please.” I begged.

“Please what, Ms. Montero?”

“Please, fuck me. Please. Please.” I pleaded. I wanted to cum and cum and cum until I was spent.

“Oh I will but not until you’re punished properly.”

I felt him climb on my back, his knees sinking into the material on either side of my waist.

“Five whiskey sours. Did you think I would forget?”

“Nu- no Sir.” I gulped.

“You deserve to be punished, don’t you Ms. Montero?”

I was quiet a moment too long as the crop came down, smacking my round butt cheeks with vigor.

“Answer me Elizabeth.”

“Yes I deserve to be punished Sir.” I whispered. The sting of the crop took my words to a whimper.

“Speak louder or I won’t give you what you are so bratting for.”

“Yes, I deserve to be punished.” I smirked.

“Were you being a brat to get a rise out of me, Ms. Montero? Have we not discussed your drinking is to be at a responsible level?” The crop came down with the word level. This time harder than the last.

I bit back my yelp. Tears sprang to my eyes.

“Yes we have Sir.” I whimpered.

He slipped a hand over my throat, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Know your çınarcık escort safe word?” Striking my ass once more when I didn’t answer quick enough.

“Ye-Yes Sir.” I breathed. He tossed the crop aside, I hear it clatter to the ground. His hands start kneading and massaging my sore areas. He gently kisses the areas where the crop connected, calming my angry skin. I began to relax as his hands worked, rubbing and soothing. I felt his weight shift as he got up and heard him rummage through a drawer. After a moment, him climb back on top of my back. The cool splash body oil dripped on my skin. He worked quietly, spreading oil on my back, butt and legs. As he worked his way back to my ass, he gently spread my cheeks, slipping in one oil covered finger.

“Ah.” I bite my bottom lip, anxiety building.

He slowly moved in and out, adding one finger, then 2. His slow teasing drove me mad. I wanted every inch of him.

“Like that, Ms. Montero?

“Yes.”

“Would you like more?”

“Please.”

His hands moved quicker, driving me close to my peak. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt myself come closer and closer to climax. My breathing increased as I focused, wanting my orgasm to come soon. Just as I felt it coming- his hands stopped. He pulled away from me, denying me my climax.

“God damn it.” I swore as he got off me once again and stood over me.

I turned over to see him grinning down at me.

“Not fun being denied what you want, does it Ms. Montero?” He grinned, looking devilish.

“No.” I grumbled, pulling myself into a sitting position.

“Will you calm down on your drinking now? Or will I have to edge you until the end of time?”

“I’ll calm down.” I mumbled.

“Good. Now lay back down, we aren’t finished here.”

I laid back and waited patiently. He opened the armoire again, pulling out ropes. He slung them over his shoulder and strolled back to the bed.

“Ready? Hope you’re hydrated.”

I sat up as he quickly worked the ropes around me, tying delicate knots and designs across my skin. Shibari, is what they called it. I found it a bit scary at first, being tied up, restrained but came to find not only the beauty in it but the thrill of restricted movement. Mr. pulled my arms behind me, bounding them tightly. The material nipped at my wrists and scratched my back. He tugged at his handiwork.

“Try moving.”

I squirmed but had little to no moving space. He continued working, looping ropes through the headboard. Tracing intricate knots throughout, making a gorgeous design. When he çorlu escort finished, my arms were bound behind me, tethered to the headboard with my legs spread open as far as they could go. Smaller ropes threaded along my chest, around my breasts and abdomen, making a bustier of rope. He removed my heels, discarding them on the floor.

Taking a Hitachi wand, he planted it at my clit, starting it on low. The soft vibrations tickled, making me giggle.

“Enjoying that, Montero?”

“Yes Sir.” I giggled. “It tickles.”

“We will see about that.” He hit the button, intensifying the speed and vibration. I moaned a little and breathed heavier as the vibrations took over.

“Not so ticklish now, are you?”

“Nu-no.”

“No what?” He inquired, pressing the control again. The wand whirled loudly as the vibrations intensified. I felt myself grinding my hips against the large head.

“No Sir.”

“Are you going to be a good slut for Daddy? Or should I turn up the intensity to ten and watch you squirm?”

“I- I’ll be ga-ga- Oh God!” I stumbled over my words as my body shook from the intense orgasm.

I wanted to collapse but the ropes held me in place. My thighs and legs felt heavy and I was spent. I glance at Mr. C and he had that devilish look on his face.

“Oh I hope you don’t think I was going to let you cum once then stop.”

He pressed the control again, slowing the wand back to the first setting.

“We have 4 more to go.” As we started the cycle all over again until I felt myself lose consciousness from excitement.

Later that evening.

He went out on the balcony for a smoke break. I laid where he left me, my pussy leaking the sweetest combination of our fluids. After the wand session and a quick aftercare break, we went at it- four times. Four rounds of amazing, back-breaking sex. My wrists, arms and thighs ached from such strenuous activities but simultaneously, I felt myself getting turned on again by the mere thought of him and craved more. Feeling my brat side emerge, I reached in the drawer of my nightstand for my vibrator, rolling on my back. I twisted the base, listening to the soft purr of vibrations. At first, I started slow, circling my clit, teasing myself as I played with one erect nipple. Once I was wet enough, I started fucking myself; slowly working in and out of my pussy. I propped my legs up on the headboard for better access. Turning the setting up higher, I rubbed it vigorously against my swollen clit. I closed my eyes and moved my hips to match the rhythm. Lost in the throes of my self -pleasure, I didn’t hear or notice him come in. I heard a deep sigh and opened my eyes. He was standing over me, slowly stroking his hard cock.

Briefly, I considered stopping until his eyes told me to continue.

“Keep playing slut. I want to see you cum before I coat that pretty little face of yours and take what’s mine again.”

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