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Pulling into our driveway just past 2 a.m. I was feeling a little sheepish about stepping back into our home and seeing Mark. After meeting Ginger, Mark and I talked about this follow up night. It was a green light from him and I welcomed it, but we both really didn’t know how it would turn out with me going to visit her with the explicit intent of sex and without knowing what her situation was with her boyfriend. Still, in the weeks that had passed, I was locked into lust mode and Mark, it seemed, wanted nothing more than for me to explore it.

I walk into our home and found Mark on the couch with a sleepy look on his face. I was relieved for his smile and welcoming greeting. Our deal, as always, is that I share everything with him and so I asked if we could move into our bedroom where I could slip into something more comfortable. Even walking down the hall with him near me again I couldn’t tell if I was starting to get nervous or aroused over what I was about to tell him.

I looked in our mirror and was surprised how disheveled I looked. Drinks and sex for a few hours can do that to a girl I guess. My hair was matted and a mess, my makeup was streaked in places, and I’d long lost my panties and bra. From Mark though, his only comment was that I looked like I enjoyed myself. As I started to slowly undress and turn to him and said, “Oh I have had some fun. Do you want me to tell you about it all now?” Mark could only nod. With just my unbuttoned shirt open and my skirt still on I made my way to Mark and slid down his boxers to expose his stiffening cock.

“Ok,” I said, “but let’s remember, you gave me this freedom. This is something I went along with and sometimes you can’t control every turn of the wheel.” Slowly I began to stroke his dick. I felt so powerful at that moment like I had full control, which was the opposite of a night where I’d basically been used. I guess there’s a hierarchy I thought to myself. I was definitely becoming aroused again. With that I told him about the night. I told him how I went to Ginger’s house and we drank whiskey—which I never do. How my new friend is sweet, but also just plain trashy in every way. How I wanted to be with her from the first hello.

I told him that she took complete control over me. She decided when we were going to kiss, when and where we were going to get naked. She controlled everything and started calling me her slutty little cupcake. Her language became more and more vulgar and I was powerless to care about anything else except pleasing her. I told Mark about the way she commanded me to lick her pussy and then to even lick her anus. How she was giving me just the right amount encouragement kocaeli escort while degrading me as she was using me to get her off. I served her for the first hour at least.

Then she told me what a good learner I was and asked if I was ready to get fucked? Catching my breath, I told her to take me any way she wanted. With a hard smack on my ass she rolled off the bed and pulled a strap on harness with a life-like cock attached to it. Ginger started to assemble the harness on her and then told me she was ready to fuck me. She motioned me to approach her on the bed and when I crawled to her we kissed hard and passionately. I felt her lips and tongue, our breasts pressing against each other, and when she reached around me to pull my body into hers by firmly grabbing my ass checks I felt that large black phallic member lodge between my legs. Thrusting her hips I felt it slide over my pussy lips and I became so wanton. I was there begging for her to fuck me like a whore in heat.

By this time Mark’s cock was ready to explode. I had been rubbing his precum over his dick so it was slick and lubricated. He was silent this whole time with only slight moans to break up his nearly panting breath. For whatever reason I stopped touching him. Leaving him without relief. Backing away I stripped the rest of the way and laid on our bed. I began to rub my pussy and expose my hole to Mark. As he started to come to me for more involvement I stopped him cold. I told him I wasn’t finished and I would tell him when I was ready for him. Mark stopped as told and for a moment had a hurt look on his face but then simply asked me to tell him about what happened next. I promised to tell him the rest if he held off from his orgasm. He objected that that wasn’t fair and how he needed to cum just like I did. I told him I understood but I needed him to comply. What I didn’t tell him was that I knew what else happened and I wanted him as horny as possible when he heard about it. With a slight pout Mark complied.

I picked up by telling Mark that I had gone to all fours with Ginger and her strap on pounding me from behind. She kept telling me to take it or ride it or something about how she was loving what a good girl I was with her dick in me. I was dizzy from it all and then I heard someone come into the room. Naturally I jumped out of bed and searched for a way to cover my body when I saw a husky man standing there in the room.

Ginger jumped up as well and went to this stranger and kissed him with a welcoming “Hi hon, glad you’re back greeting.” She introduced me to him as Robbie her boyfriend. I was having a hard time processing it all, but she reminded me by saying “don’t you remember kuşadası escort when I told you my boyfriend would like me fucking you? Don’t worry, Robbie will behave and respect that this is our time, right Robbie?” He started to get undress and said “it’s nice to meet you and yes, I’ll sit in the corner here as you two finish with whatever was going on here. I’ll be as good of a boy as you want me to be, but the way I see it is if you’re fucking my girl then at least I get to watch.” With that he let his semi hard cock pop out as he sat down in a chair a few feet from the bed.

I was flushed with mixed feelings and confused by this startling set of exchanges. But I still hadn’t cum. I wanted more but didn’t know what to do. Ginger solved all of that for me when she came over to me, kissed me hard and told me she wasn’t done with me. She needed to see me cum and told me how beautiful I had been so far tonight. I felt so good with her. I felt so wanted. I felt like I wanted to please her just like she was asking me to do. She sat first back on the bed and then laid on her back. Holding my hand she pulled me onto her and asked me to ride her. I was more than happy to do just that. I pulled a knee up to give her access and then lined up her dick and slid onto it. I held it in me for a moment. It was hard and without a give that you get with a real cock, but as I started pumping up and down it felt perfect.

She returned to her verbal self in quick order. Telling me how good I was as both a pussy licker and now she could see how I liked to take cock too. Then she started to bring Robbie into the conversation. She’d ask “Robbie, do you see this? Do you see what a hot MILF we have to play with? You see how much she wants it, right?” She went on for not too much longer when Robbie stood up and moved to the edge of the bed.

Mark gasped at this moment in the recap. He looked like he might cum without touching himself and I was starting to see little beads of sweat on his brow. Continuing I told him about Robbie, because it was the first time I got a good look at him. There two feet from me I got a good look at this stripper’s boyfriend. I told Mark he was different than you. You’re fit and handsome and I love you as you are, but Robbie was built bigger. Muscular but with a bit of a belly. Mark asked me about his dick, which at that moment I thought was a funny question. But in the spirit of openness I told him that I saw Robbie’s large muscular hand wrapped around a really fat cock. Maybe another inch fatter than Mark’s but not much longer.

I told Mark that Robbie put his dick on Ginger’s head and told her to open her mouth. She leaned back her head and he ran that dick all marmaris escort the way to the hilt down her throat. Robbie started pumping his cock down her gullet while watching me ride her strap on. Since she was silenced Robbie took over the verbal duties, but in a different way. He started telling me that it looked like I was a good whore and that he knew I liked dick. He asked me if I liked his dick. I nodded my approval. He asked me if my husband knew he would be around. I nodded yes. He told me that he knew it all already. Just then he pulled out of Ginger’s gasping precum slathered mouth hole and started to pump his own cock. He went on to say he’s fucked good girls with cuck husbands before. He doesn’t make love, he fills their cunts with a hard fucking and his seed. Looking down at Ginger he asked ‘isn’t that right honey”, to which she couldn’t answer as she was licking his balls.

That thought hadn’t occurred to me. I was just playing some with a girl and my husband was ok with it as a fantasy. But here I was, after being a sub to a stripper, now being fucked by her strap on with her big cock boyfriend basically telling me he was going to fuck me and my husband was going to be accepting of it. I think I started to blackout then. The orgasm had me lose total control and after waves of pleasure so intense it almost hurt I collapsed on top of Ginger’s body.

“That’s right girl. That’s how they all finish up” Ginger said to me. Then I noticed how close I was to Robbie now that I’d collapsed on Ginger. It only took another moment and Robbie warned us to get ready. He started pumping cum on us. Gobs of juice landed on our faces and hair and tits. Just about everywhere and Ginger began to kiss me and lick his seed off of me. Recovering for a moment Robbie chuckled and said, “that’s right. This time you girls clean up, but next time I’ll plant some seed for you to take back to him with.”

I turned to Mark and said, “I didn’t touch him. I didn’t cross the line you and I agreed to, but by circumstance I’m sure I’ve got some sticky spots left on me and these matted hair spots are because of his cum. I never thought about it, but I want to know if there’s truth to what Robbie said. How do you feel about another man using your wife?” Mark didn’t say a word. Instead he came over to me and started to kiss me. Kissing my lips at first and then kissing and licking my neck and body. He was searching for those salty spots and enjoying it just as much as me. I told him to fuck me. I wanted to cum again. Mark slid his cock into my loose and wet hole and as he was pumping he buried his face in the cum soak parts of my hair and kept telling me how hot I was. It didn’t take long for him to unload in me. In fact, I hadn’t finished myself and told him such. Then, my devious mind clicked and I told him he had to make sure I came. I motioned his head down to my freshly fill pussy and somewhere between me rubbing my clit on his face and him cleaning out his creampie I came hard once again. I told him it was going to be good practice for him and with that I rolled over for some sleep.

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This is my first attempt at writing erotica so please feel free to comment. Also I want to take this opportunity to affirm that my stories are purely fictional and fantasy. Some characters may be real but names and actions are fantasy and changed to fit the story. Please enjoy and I love comments so please tell me what you think about my stories or about me.

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Let me start by explaining that I am a divorced father. I have been divorced for sixteen years now at fifty years old. I came home from work to find my ex wife gone and my whole world turned upside down. Here I was a thirty-four year old father working full time and finding myself alone with four wonderful kids to raise on my own. It was often times a hard time but we made it and now all my children are grown with lives of their own and I am starting a new chapter of my life being free of child responsibilities.

I think it was at around forty-two years old that I discovered I liked watching bisexual porn on my computer. I would spend hours locked in my room after the kids were in bed watching porn and stroking my seven inch hard cock and making myself cum all over myself. It all started watching three-way porn with two men and a woman. I absolutely love watching a woman get fucked by two hard cocks. Seeing her with a cock in her mouth and pussy at the same time just blows me away. When they fill her mouth and cunt with hot juicy cum I always lose it and cover my hand and stomach with my own hot juice.

As I found myself increasingly only watching bisexual porn and getting more and more aroused by it to the point that I could almost only cum if I was thinking about it. I happened to find a video one day of a woman forcing her husband to be bi and to suck her lover’s cock. She made him get it hard and wet. She then made him guide his big fat cock into her completely shaved and ready pussy. As her lover pounded her tight pussy she moaned and groaned like a whore in heat. Her lover filled her gaping cunt with a huge load of hot cum. He pulled away and immediately she made her husband bury his face in her pussy and lick and suck out all of her lover’s stinky cum. I was hooked. I started searching for more and more videos of forced bi and even got so far as to find women dressing their boyfriends and husbands up like sissy bitch bois and making them perform. I became obsessed.

I started buying panties and bras and stockings and all sorts of lingerie. I also started buying lots of toys. I bought vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, all sorts of bondage stuff, and mouth gags that both prevented me from speaking and also the o-ring type that holds your mouth open wide. I even bought a strapon harness in hoped that one day I would meet a woman that wanted to pound my starving asshole. The toys kept getting bigger and bigger until I had added to my collection some quite large dildos.

Now at fifty years old and living alone I had ample time to enjoy my obsession of dressing up like a sissy and playing with my toys. On my days off work I would take my time with a long hot bath soaking in my huge garden tub. I would shave my legs, shave my under arms and shave my face twice to ensure it was very smooth.

After the bath I love to take my time dressing up. I first put on stockings (I don’t care for panty hose). I add a garter to hold up the stockings. Then I add a lacy but firm tummy flattener followed by a bra and matching panties. I often wear thongs but I have all sorts of panties. Bikini, boy shorts, thongs, g-strings, crotchless, french cut and the like. Then I would start doing my face. I had bought all the makeup I had seen my ex wife and daughters use. I wasn’t very good at it but it still made me feel quite slutty to put makeup on. I always use blue and purple on my eyes as I think it is truly sissy colors and bright red lipstick because I think that makes lips look like they crave cock. I take my time adding glue on nails and paint them bright red to match my lipstick. I then add really high heels like the kind strippers wear and top it all off with a wig. I have blonde wigs and bright red wigs. These two colors seem sluttier to me. I look in the mirror and I know I am not very passable but it is the feeling I crave not the ability to pass as a woman. Something about being dressed up like a sissy whore but still knowing that if some one were to see me they would know I am a man trying to be a sissy cock lover really turns me on.

Living alone now I can finish dressing and doing my face and walk all around the house as much as I like feeling like a complete whore. I often dream about the cable guy, the mailman, the meter man or any other service man knocking on the door and I open it dressed as I am. In my fantasy they always come in and all but rape me leaving me in a sweaty cum covered heap when they are done. We will leave those fantasies for another story.

It was one such day that this story takes place. I had taken about two long hours preparing myself. I had also given myself a very thorough enema düzce escort as I planned on using almost every toy in my arsenal today. I wanted to spend the entire day home alone prancing around like a cock craving cum loving whore dressed like a sissy slut sucking and fucking my toys until I couldn’t move anymore. I had been working a lot and finally had a couple of days off and wanted to enjoy them to the fullest. After my enema I had dressed and admired myself in the mirror thinking this is going to be a fun day. Little did I know that the fun part was right but in no way was this day going to go as I had planned.

I walked out of my bathroom and headed down the long hallway in my home towards the kitchen to get myself a drink. I find a couple of cocktails always help me relax and push myself to the limit. I walked out of the hallway into the living room heading to the kitchen and came face to face with my twenty-eight year old daughter Alicia. She had let herself in because I had not heard her knocking. At first she didn’t recognize me and started to turn away thinking I was one of her dad’s lady friends and she didn’t want to see me dressed this way. But as she said excuse me and started to turn away I saw her eyes change and I knew that she recognized me, my heart sank. I was paralyzed in fear of what she would think of me or worse would she say anything to her siblings. I have two other daughters and a son.

I started to babble some incoherent form of an explanation but only succeeded in sounding like a blithering idiot. Alicia for some reason recovered from her shock faster than I would have ever imagined she would. As I was trying and failing to explain Alicia put her hand up palm facing me as if to say stop talking. For some reason the way she did that like there was no chance of not doing as she said made me stop talking and just stand there dressed like a sissy, embarrassed beyond comprehension and not knowing what to do next.

I tried in vain to cover myself with my hands. Putting both hands in front of my withering cock. The shame and embarrassment had made it shrink to almost nonexistent. As I stood there dying of shame and wondering how I had not locked the second lock on the front door to assure that my kids who all had keys could not get in I saw Alicia eyeing me all over. I noticed in her eyes that she was looking at me not in an angry disgusted way but more in an “I have got you way”.

My daughter Alicia, my oldest is actually a very beautiful young woman. She stands about 5’1″ tall. Guessing her weight I would say 100 pounds give or take a pound or two.

Although she has already had one child of her own, her tummy is excruciatingly flat. She has well toned legs and perfect feet and toes. I love feet and have often thought as she was growing up how beautiful her feet and toes are. Her breasts are a perfect 32B. Not big but so perfectly proportioned that her swimsuits always look amazing on her. Her face is smooth and her complexion is a perfect light tan with cheekbones rising just right. Add to all of that her dark blonde hair that falls just to her shoulders. Even though she is my daughter I have often thought how lucky her boyfriends are.

Alicia snapped me out of my thoughts by pointing to the couch and telling me to sit. I moved over to the couch and slowly sat down trying to keep myself covered as much as possible. I picked up a pillow and buried my face in it wishing that when I pulled it away Alicia would not be there and it was all a dream. This was not to be as Alicia took the pillow and told me to look at her. As I lifted my head she asked if I was expecting company? I said no I am not why do you ask that? It was then that I saw her looking at the coffee table at all the toys I had lain out to play with. I was even more mortified than I already was. Alicia’s tone became slightly firmer at this point. “Dad are you a FAGGOT?”

I almost died and said no I am not why do you ask me that and so harshly? Here is my normally soft-spoken demure little daughter coming across as a woman who would not be denied and demanding the truth. I knew at that point that Alicia would not be leaving today until she got every dark little secret I had out of me. So again she asked, “Are you a cock loving FAGGOT?” Again I said no. She reached over and picked up an eight inch long very fat perfectly cock shaped dildo with balls and said ok then, “Why do you have ALL these cocks?” You are not expecting company, you are dressed like a faggot sissy whore and you have all these cocks out on the table. If you aren’t expecting anyone they must be for you Dad.

I knew I was busted and any shreds of hope that I held on to that I would get out of this with some lame explanation were now gone. Alicia reached over and grabbed my chin hard and forced me to look right into her eyes. “Dad tell me everything right now or I will call all of your children”. In mortal fear that she would and the look in eyes told me she was edirne escort not bluffing I began the long story of how I had discovered porn on the internet and how you could find ANYTHING on there. I told her of how I had stumbled across bisexual porn and how that had progressed to forced bi and forced feminization porn. Before I realized it I had told her of all my fantasies of being forced to be bi by a woman and forced to lick cum out of her pussy after her lover had cum in her and on and on until there was nothing left to tell her.

Finally I took a long sigh and stopped talking. We sat there in silence for what seemed like forever before either of us spoke again. I could see Alicia was thinking hard. Finally she looked dead into my eyes and ordered me to stand up. I hesitated and she reached for her phone. I saw her select my second oldest daughter form her speed dial. I panicked and begged her to please stop and stood so quickly that on the six-inch heels I was wearing I almost toppled over.

I regained my balance and stood motionless less than a foot away from my beautiful daughter thinking of how stupid I was for letting myself be caught and winding up in this position. Alicia instructed me to slowly turn around in a circle two times. I knew I no longer had any option of denying her anything she asked me to do so I rotated in front of her. I was in shame so I held my eyes closed tight. I could still feel her gaze on me as I turned so she could inspect her sissified father.

She then told me to kneel in front of her, which I did quickly and obediently. I held my head down and my eyes on the floor in front of me. I was still too ashamed to look at her.

“Look at me Dad” Alicia said firmly. I looked up to see her running her hand over the seven dildos and two anal plugs I had lying on the table. Which one do you like best Dad? I could not bring myself to say the twelve incher with the fat head. For some reason it was like she already knew. Her hand came to rest on the largest of all my toy cocks. She picked it up and tested its weight in her hand. It looked gigantic in her small hand.

Alicia brought the big twelve-inch cock right in front of my face. “So you like big COCKS do you Dad?” You are a size queen aren’t you bitch? I could not believe the words coming out of my innocent daughter’s mouth. I felt my face burning with shame and knew I must be beyond red. Alicia said DO NOT lie to me Dad if you want me to keep this a little secret between us. So I slowly nodded my head yes I do love big cocks. Nodding my head was not good enough. Alicia said “I want to hear you say it Dad”. I said yes baby “I love big giant cocks”. It was then that I noticed she was recording our conversation on her phone. She must have turned on the recorder when she threatened to call my other daughter.

She picked up her phone and sent the recording to herself in an email. She looked at me and said insurance Dad. You will now do anything I say, anytime I want or all your family will hear you saying how much you love big giant COCKS. I knew I was done. I had no choice but to do as Alicia wished from now on.

She again picked up the twelve-inch cock and held it right in front of my face. Lick it Dad. She touched the fat head of the cock to my lips. I slowly opened my mouth and lightly licked the tip. “Come on Dad” is that any way to lick a cock. She pushed it against my lips harder and this time I ran my tongue all around the head and even licked the fake piss hole. Alicia pushed harder and forced the huge cock into my mouth. “Wow my dad does love COCK”. In and out she pushed it forcing me to suck it deeper with each push. After a short time she was forcing about seven inches of the twelve into my mouth, gagging me with it as it worked its way into my throat. My eyes were watering causing mascara to run down my face, Alicia didn’t stop she forced on and when she got almost nine inches down my throat and I was gagging profusely. “My dad the cock sucking SISSY FAGGOT”.

Alicia told me to take the huge cock in my hand and to keep sucking it. Saying I had better get it really wet for what was coming next. For a moment I wasn’t sure what she had in mind until I saw her reach for the strapon harness. Oh my god my tiny daughter is about to fuck my sissy ass cunt with this monster cock. She stands and dons the harness right over her jeans. I was slightly disappointed at not seeing her take her jeans off. For some reason I was hoping to see her panties, as I knew from doing laundry in the past that my darling Alicia loved very sexy panties.

After she had the harness on and cinched up tight she took the monster dildo cock from my mouth and ordered me to help attach it to the harness. I cannot even begin to explain the erotic sight of my 5’1″ daughter standing there with a twelve-inch fat cock protruding from between her legs. It looked even more freakishly huge on her small frame than it did lying on the table. “Suck my cock elazığ escort SISSY COCK WHORE dad”! Alicia grabbed the hair of my wig and pulled my face to her massive cock and forced it into my mouth. “Get it really wet BITCH or this next part will make you scream”. I did my best to spit on it as much as possible. “Ok now bend over the ottoman Sissy”. I lay on my stomach across the ottoman and felt my tiny daughter with the giant cock move up behind me.

Alicia spits into her hand and rubs it onto my asshole before moving closer and lining up her enormous cock with my boi pussy. “Take a breath and let it out Sissy”. As I exhale I feel her drive the fat cock right into my waiting hole. Alicia pushed about half of the cock into me before she stops. I am writhing in agony, as before now I have never started with the big daddy of all my toy cocks. She pushed it in so fast and so deep that it took my breath away or I am sure the neighbors would have heard me scream. As she held it deep inside me she leaned over my back and said, “How does your daddy pussy like my big cock?”

Daddy pussy? I shivered at her words still unable to speak. Where did this woman come from and where was my sweet little girl? I heard her laugh as she straightened back up.

“I have wanted to fuck a man pussy for a long time” she said. Who would have ever thought I would be fucking my Sissy dad right in his boi cunt. Where were these words coming from? My daughter had never spoken this way. So nasty, so demeaning, I LOVED it.

She began to pull back until only the fat head of her giant cock was left inside my daddy pussy as she called it. Then she pushed again, hard. I felt my breath again leave my body, and she didn’t stop this time until I felt her pelvis against my ass cheeks. I knew without a doubt she had driven all twelve inches of her cock into my ass. I could not breathe or speak. I was dying it hurt so much but at the same time I was turned on more than I have ever been before. Never before had I been able to push all twelve inches into myself. Yet here was my small 5’1″ daughter driving it into me and not caring about my agony. She simply wanted to fuck me and she was not going to be deterred. Alicia began to rhythmically piston in and out of her daddy pussy with her giant cock. Slowly the pain stopped and I could again focus on what was happening.

I was bent over the ottoman in the middle of my living room dressed like a cock loving sissy whore and my own precious daughter was pile driving my daddy pussy with the largest of all my toy cocks. How did this happen? Would it happen again? Did I even want it to happen again? Oh god this feels so good. I didn’t even realize I was moaning and begging my daughter to fuck me like the bitch I longed to be until Alicia spoke.

As she laughed and pushed harder she said, “My own dad I can’t believe my own dad loves fat cock in his daddy pussy”. It was true, I was loving it. I was loving every hard inch of it. Alicia grabbed my panty-clad hips and started pulling me back to meet her thrusts fucking me harder.

Suddenly she pulled all the way out and ordered me over on my back. My daddy pussy felt empty and I could feel it gaped wide open. I landed on my back and Alicia right away took my stocking covered legs and put them over her shoulders. Moving in she shoved her massive cock back into my waiting hole and started fucking me hard and fast.

Here I was, on my back being fucked in my man pussy by my own sweet daughter. I was being forced to see her face as she drove into me. Alicia leaned forward pushing me up onto my shoulders and she fucked down into me. My own cock was dangling right over my face. I wondered if this was her plan. “Stroke your Sissy FAGGOT clit daddy!” Reaching up I started stroking my cock. The huge cock slamming in and out of my ass prevented me from becoming more than slightly erect. But I stroked my semi soft sissy clit anyway.

In less than two minutes I began spewing cum down onto my face and some into my mouth which was open and moaning. Seeing this Alicia drove deep and held her big cock all the way into my daddy pussy. When I finished cumming she slowly pulled out and let my legs fall and my feet touch the floor. Alicia walked around and bent to rub the cock head on my face collecting cum on it. After a moment she shoved it right into my mouth and ordered me to lick my cum off her cock and suck it clean. “Taste your daddy pussy on my cock”.

After she was satisfied that I had cleaned her cock thoroughly. She backed away and stood up. Alicia ordered me to help her take the cock off. I helped her and she sat on the couch to rest. I noticed a big wet spot in the crotch of her jeans and wondered if she had cum from fucking her sissy daddy. I knelt on the floor at her feet.

As I knelt she opened her jeans and slid her hand into them. My daughter started rubbing her pussy right in front of me. Her head leaned back and moans were coming from her mouth. I wanted to slide her jeans down so badly and be obliged with the sight of her sweet pussy but I knew better than to touch her without her permission. She had not said this but I just knew somehow, it would be the rule. I did not kid myself as to who was in charge here. She had the recording and I knew it. I knew I would be doing anything my suddenly dominant daughter said from now on.

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Liza lay sleeping. Her long red hair fanned across the pillow. Her body barely covered by the sheet. Even covered by the sheet Leon could see the swell of her large breasts. She smiled a little in her sleep and he wondered if she was thinking of the heated passion they shared the night before.

Leon didn’t want to wake her, but he was hard just from thinking about the passionate sex from the night before. He thought about kissing and how it was just not enough. They removed each others clothes, very quickly. He wanted to see her naked body. He wanted to feel her full breasts, to suck them. She wanted him just as much. She put her hand around his rock hard cock and he thought he would explode. She surprised him then by kneeling down in front of him.

Liza ran her tongue over her lips slightly and looked up at him. He moaned in anticipation. She lightly flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and he closed his eyes and ran his hands through her hair. Leon wanted to push his dick hard into her mouth but he let her lead. She opened her mouth and took the head into her mouth, her tongue moving seductively over the tip as she took him further into her mouth. He continued touching her hair, stroking her face and her shoulders as she continued to administer sweet torture. She took more of him. Slowly sliding her mouth down over his cock, caressing his balls and his legs and his backside as she sucked him, faster and faster, she sucked on his hard dick.

He knew he was close to cumming, but he didn’t want to…yet. He pulled her up and laid her back onto the bed. He lightly kissed her lips and slowly moved to her neck. Then he kissed her breasts, very slowly moving towards the nipple and finally taking her nipple into escort topkapı his mouth. He gently nibbled on her nipple and then switched to her other tit. She moaned as his teeth grazed her nipples and he grinned just a little because now he was doing sweet torture to her.

She twisted slightly as though trying to draw their bodies closer, but not quite yet. He moves lower and lightly licks her navel, and then lower…kissing and licking her inner thighs. Then he very slowly flicks his tongue over her clit. He takes great pleasure in the sharp intake of her breath. She slid just slightly back but he knows that she is enjoying him lapping and licking and sucking at her wet cunt. She spreads her legs just slightly allowing him better access to her sweetness. He slides his tongue further into her very hot wetness, and then faster as he tongue fucks her cunt. She moaned as he took her clit and sucked it into his mouth slightly. She twisted with the pleasure of being so close to her climax, but he stopped. He wanted to share that pleasure together. He rose above her and let the head of his now throbbing cock touch her wetness.

She looked right into his eyes. He wanted her to be sure. He could see in her eyes that she wanted him to fuck her as much he wanted to fuck her. He slid fully into her and enjoyed her very hot wet pussy swallowing the length of his cock. She brought her hips up slightly in welcome to his thrust. He drew out a little then rocked back in, but he was now in urgent need. He fucked her faster, and harder, slamming his rock hard dick into her pussy. She slid her nails up his back. He knew she was about to cum for him as her nails went just slightly deeper into his skin. escort güngören She arched her back and her eyes rolled back as she exploded. Leon thrust his hard cock once more into her wet pussy and exploded his hot cum into her already dripping wet cunt.

He lay exhausted on her and she smiled at him. He started to move his weight off her, but she held him close to her. That was only the first round of their very passionate night. Looking at her now while she slept and his cock getting harder…he was surprised that he had anything left in him, but he did. He wanted her again.

While he had drifted off in his thoughts she had rolled over. The bare skin of her ass was now exposed and the way one of her legs laid slightly off the edge gave him full view of her pussy. He wondered if he should wake her, cover her up, or just let her sleep as she was. Leon’s desire got the best of him and he slid his hand down her back ever so gently, down over her full rounded backside and finally to his surprise, her very wet pussy. He slid his index finger into her wetness and pulled it back out. She squirmed just a bit. He slid two fingers into her and took pleasure in stroking her velvety wetness. He thrust his fingers into her pussy a little faster and inserted a third finger. She was enjoying this. She was making sexy erotic noises in her sleep.

He withdrew his fingers from her pussy and she whimpered like something was wrong. Leon licked her pussy juice off his fingers and couldn’t wait any more. He moved over her and slid his cock into her pussy from behind. He didn’t go slowly this time…he moved like a man possessed. He pushed into her hard. The sudden invasion into her most intimate escort güneşli area jolted her awake. He couldn’t stop now even if he tried. Luckily she realized what was happening and liked it…a lot. She raided her buttocks up so that he could plunge into her deeper and harder. He wanted fast and hard this time. There were no kisses, no caresses, no tenderness…just raw SEX. There were no words, just grunts of animal passion as he slammed his cock harder and harder into her swollen wet pussy. It wasn’t enough though. As he slammed his dick in her pussy he eyed her as sticking up and wanted a piece of that ass.

They hadn’t talked about anal sex and he didn’t know if she would be for or against being fucked up the ass. He pulled his cock out of her wet pussy, and with no more than the wetness from her pussy juice, he placed the head of his dick near her ass hole. She whimpered in protest, but he didn’t stop. Leon pushed the head of his cock into her tight ass and Liza begged him not to because she never had before. He pushed the rest of his cock into her tight ass and once he felt the flexing of her muscles around his dick and knew she was relaxing he began to fuck her ass. He pumped his hard dick in her tight ass. New feelings washed over Liza and she began to push her ass into Leon’s every thrust. She began stroking her wet pussy while she got fucked up the ass for the first time. As his orgasm over took him, he made a guttural, animal like growl and with one more hard thrust he exploded into her just as she let out a series of whimpers as her body was racked with orgasm.

She collapsed face down on the bed, breathing hard and he lay next to her. He stroked her hair and rubbed her back not saying a word. Then he laid his head on the pillow and closed his eyes…not sleeping, just resting. She sat up and began to massage him. It was one of the best massages he had ever had. While she stroked his hair and gave him a massage, he drifted off into a very peaceful slumber. She smiles slightly…he wouldn’t be sleeping long…lol.

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The moment she got home, Indy took off her shirt. Going with just a bra was much more comfortable. She set her master playlist on shuffle and turned it up as loud as it could go. She texted Ethan before she set down her phone.

*I’m home, front door is unlocked ;)*

Seconds later, she got a response.

*On my way! cutie*

Grabbing a spoon, she spun around the kitchen and shouted and danced to the lyrics. She didn’t even hear the front door open.

She didn’t know he was there until he was behind her, hands bracketing her waist. Her voice broke off and she leaned back into his chest.

“Whatcha doing?” he murmured into her ear.

Indy smirked and said “enjoying myself. Messing around.”

Ethan’s hands tightened around her. The way her hips pushed back into his was not an accident.

“Mind if I mess around with you?” he asked.

She responded by pushing her ass back into him even more and tilting her head to expose more of her neck.

“Good girl,” Ethan whispered against her skin before grabbing a fistful of her hair. He pulled it so that she was turned the right way for him to kiss and suck and lick his way up her neck. He smiled when her breathing hitched.

When he met her lips she turned the rest of her body so that they were flush against each other. The kiss was needy and passionate. Indy swiped her tongue over his lips and put her arms around him. With one hand, he lightly dragged his nails across her back, making her shiver a little. He grabbed her ass with the other hand and pushed his growing erection against her.

The hand on her back drifted to her bra. Ethan skillfully undid the clasp like he had many times before and they stepped back from each other. She slid it off her arms and onto the floor. He smiled at the fading hickeys on her tits, thinking of last time they were alone. He had beautiful pictures of her chest covered in his cum and the fresh hickeys he’d given her.

They moved towards each other at the same time. Indy immediately reached for his cock while Ethan went for her tits. A small sound escaped her lips when he made contact with her nipples. He brushed his thumbs over them, and they quickly became hard from her arousal.

Indy was already having trouble focusing on stroking him through his shorts. She was getting impatient too. When he started to move to replace one of his hands with his mouth, she stopped him.

“Less clothing,” was all she said before she grabbed the bottom of Ethan’s shirt and discarded it. She went to remove his shorts but he was faster. He undid her button and zipper and pulled down her shorts. Indy was in nothing but a light blue thong.

“Perfect.” Ethan brought a hand down on her ass. She gasped at the unexpected flare of pain.

She didn’t meet his eyes when she whispered “harder.”

“What was that?” he asked, trailing a finger up her neck so she’d look at him.

“Harder,” she said louder.

He slapped her ass again, harder this time like how he knows she likes it. Indy moaned at the sting. She hoped there would be a handprint.

Ethan hooked his thumbs around the top of the flimsy thong and pulled them down around her ankles.

“Should we go somewhere more comfortable?” He gestured around the lara escort kitchen and family room.

“I don’t care,” she breathed. He shouldn’t have expected an actual answer.

Ethan placed a hand on her chest and guided her to the nearest wall. Once she was against it, he gathered her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. Indy pushed against his grip just so he would hold her tighter. He was very close to her, with one hand holding her wrists and the other lazily brushing her inner thigh. She squirmed at the teasing touches.

“You must be horny or something,” he muttered. He knew her body like the back of his hand. She was obviously horny.

“No. I’m not,” she said defEthantly.

“Don’t lie.” The hand on her thigh stopped moving and came to rest between them, but not quite touching her.

Her breathing was very deep and shaky. They stayed like that, neither willing to give up ground. Until Ethan couldn’t resist touching her.

Indy moaned at the contact.

“Seems like you’re horny to me.”

He ran a finger up and down her soaked pussy. He pushed one up inside her and she moaned louder. He pumped out in and out of her a few times before moving to her clit. She twitched. Ethan rubbed her until she was having trouble standing. He withdrew his hand.

“Nice and wet for me.” He held up his glistening finger for her to see. She blushed, but then nearly moaned at the sight of him sucking the wetness off of his finger.

All he gave her was a warning look before he picked her up. Ethan set her down on the edge of the table and gently pushed on her chest again. As she laid back, Ethan knelt on the floor and spread her legs. He held her thighs and gently ran his tongue all the way up her pussy. He did this a few times until he gave in and focused on her clit, making her moan loudly. He was incredibly skilled with his mouth, and Indy was close within minutes.

Ethan repositioned himself to finger her while continuing to go down on her. He was very satisfied with the way her thighs squeezed his head. He picked up the pace, and when her breathing stopped and her back arched he pushed his finger deep inside her. He didn’t stop licking her clit which made Indy twitch through her orgasm.

She sat up once he’d finished making her moan and twitch- for the time being anyway.

“Can I suck your cock?” She asked, already knowing his answer.

“Of course you can baby. You’re delicious by the way,” he winked and stood up.

Indy slid off the table and onto her knees. She pulled off his shorts and underwear in one motion, freeing his hard cock. She stroked him a few times and then licked the head of his cock, all without breaking eye contact. Ethan let out a low groan at the sight. She licked and sucked up and down his shaft and tasted precum on her tongue. When she had as much as his thick cock in her mouth as she could, she moved her tongue around, making him twitch and grab her shoulder for stability.

With his other hand, Ethan pulled her hair so she stopped and met his eyes.

“On all fours,” was his command.

She quickly moved over to the carpeted floor and waited for him to get behind her. He slapped her ass once before burying gebze escort his cock inside deep her with a slow thrust. Indy let out a moan at the familiar feeling of being full of his cock. He stayed still for a little, just enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy. But then she started wiggling her ass against him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He was amused. He slapped her ass again, smiling at the loud sound it made, as well as the small sound she made. Wrapping his hands around her tightly for emphasis, he told her “I’m the one who decides how we fuck.”

Ethan didn’t give her a chance to adjust to him moving inside her. He just fucked the shit out of her.

The moans and gasps coming from Indy were music to his ears. He glanced down at her hands, which were desperately trying to grab the carpet like she always did to his sheets.

He slowed down his pace just a little so he could grope and slap her gorgeous thighs. Her moans got louder.

He kept fucking her, and once he knew she was close he fucked her much harder. He knew she came by the way her breath shuddered and her body twitched.

Once she came down from her high, she pushed back into him in time with his slow thrusts. Her ass met him halfway. She couldn’t get enough of his cock.

Ethan couldn’t resist. He leaned over her body, pinching a nipple with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. The sharp inhale and the way her body writhed under him were very telling. He kept moving his hips all the while, just enjoying the feeling of his cock inside of her tight pussy.

“Ethan-” was all she could get out before she was cut off by her own moans.

“What is it baby?”

“Can I ride you?”

Ethan sharply thrust his hips forward at that, making her whimper.

“Sure.”

He pulled back from her and she almost whined at the loss of him inside her.

He laid on his back and she was above him very quickly. Before she could lower herself onto his cock, he reached out a hand to her pussy. She was dripping wet. Her thighs were shaking on either side of him.

Withdrawing his hand, he let her slide down onto his cock. Fuck, she was wet. Indy put a hand on either side of his head and began to slowly move up and down on his cock. He had the perfect view of her tits, her blissed out face, and his cock sliding into her pussy.

He let her have her fun, then without warning he smacked her ass. She gasped.

“You’re so dirty for me Indy. I can hear how wet you are, just slowly fucking me.”

Just his voice made her pick up the pace.

“That’s it. Fuck yourself on my cock. Feel me deep inside you.”

His hands were on her waist now. Her tits were bouncing with how hard she was fucking herself on him.

“You feel so good baby. You’re so beautiful just riding my cock.”

She wouldn’t last much longer with him talking to get like this. Her moans were very high pitched.

“Cum for me.”

She squeezed the sides of his chest and quivered above him. He slammed her down on his cock, making her grind on him through her orgasm in those little circles. Her hips stopped moving, but then he pushed down on her shoulders, making them both groan with pleasure didim escort at the sensations.

Indy ground on him for a little longer, then they both knew they wanted a change. Ethan gestured back at the table.

He caught her in a kiss once she sat on the edge of the table. She pulled on his lower back, a silent demand for his cock. Instead, he slid his thick cock over her wet pussy. She moaned into his mouth. He moved his mouth to her neck and made her inhale sharply.

Indy wanted a turn, so she held his head in her hands. She licked her way up his neck and lightly pressed kisses to his jaw. She ran her tongue over his lower lip, but that’s when he became tired of playing games. His hips snapped forward and he was in her pussy with ease.

She moaned against his lips before laying back on the table. He moved slowly in and out of her. She was so tight and so wet for him. Being inside her was one of Ethan’s favorite places to be.

She mumbled something between moans.

“What was that?” Ethan asked.

“More,” was all she said.

He obliged. He fucked her and listened to her get louder. There was a ‘thank you’ in there somewhere.

“Do you like that baby?”

“Yes.”

“What am I doing that you like?”

The moment she started to answer he touched her clit, hard. She yelped and twitched.

He repeated the question.

Indy couldn’t answer. She was rendered speechless by the pleasure. He loved it when he could get her like this. As her moans kept rising in pitch he knew she was close. He slowed his hips and lightened the pressure on her clit, holding her just near the edge of her orgasm.

“You don’t get to cum until you answer the question.”

She whimpered.

She gathered herself and told him “Ethan I fucking love having you inside me. I love being full of your cock and having your hands and your body all over me. You feel so so good every time and I just want you to fuck me so I can cum all over your cock.”

He gave her what she wanted. She said his name as she came which only made him thrust harder.

She said after her orgasm, “I want to make you cum now.”

Her pussy was so tight after her four orgasms and felt incredible to him, but he knew how good her mouth would feel. They traded places, with Indy on her knees and Ethan leaning against the table for support.

She immediately sucked his cock into her mouth. She had one hand on the base and he let out a low moan when her other hand touched him elsewhere. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock and she looked up at him. It was incredibly hot: the eye contact, her mouth and hands on his cock, and her hickey covered tits.

He took the chance to gather a fistful of hair and pull her head down on his cock. He was so deep down her throat, and he accidentally twitched deeper when she started moving her tongue.

She pulled back to catch her breath and licked her lips, then smiled up at him. She continued to stroke his cock. When he asked, she gripped him tighter.

“Where are you gonna cum?” she asked Ethan innocently.

“Your face and your mouth.”

That answer made Indy pick up the pace. Her hands felt amazing on his cock. She did the whole length, then just the head. She knew he was close when his breathing changed and his eyes closed.

“I’m gonna cum,” he said before he grabbed his cock. She was still on her knees with her mouth open. He came into her mouth and on her cheeks and chin and face. Some even dribbled onto her tits. She swallowed what got into her mouth and wished it was more.

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It was my 18th birthday; it was special because it was my first boy/girl party. Everything was ok until the bys showed up. They started acting like crazy, bored monkeys. Needless to say we had to make them leave he had warned me that inviting boys was a bad idea. But of course I ignored him.

When everyone had left dad & I cleaned. We just chattered a bit.

“Dad, why are boys such jerks?”

“Well sweetheart they are still young and think that being wild is the only way of having fun.”

“I hate them.”

“No you don’t, you just have to be patient and wait until they mature a bit. Aren’t there boys in your class you like?

I shrug, there was one boy I thought was cute but he was a jerk. He was mean and was always messing everything up. So I say “Sure but that doesn’t make them any less mean”

My dad smiles and says “Well I think it is safe to say that you won’t be dating anytime soon.” And he gives a hearty laugh.

I frowned.

“Daddy, what is sex?” Stammering I quickly said “I know what sex is, but I don’t know how you do it, I mean they tell us all the facts in sex Ed but don’t tell us any more than that”

My dad had completely stopped loading the dishwasher and just stood there for a moment. Than, closing the dishwasher he said “Well sweetheart, I’m sorry I didn’t bring it up first. It is my job but since your mom died I just wasn’t sure how to approach the subject”

It’s ok daddy, I know”

“Well sweetheart the first thing you have to understand is that sex is meant to be shared between two people who love each other very much. And you should always use a condom. Do you know what that is?”

“Yeah, it’s plastic and you put it over his.. Thing..?”

“Yes, do you know what the pill is?”

“Yeah it’s something that the girl takes that will keep from getting pregnant.”

“Yes, very good, so do you have questions?”

“Yeah what does it mean when a girl has lost her cherry?”

My daddy blushed, and chuckled before saying “It means a girl has lost her virginity”

“Oh” I say. “And what does it mean when I girl say he went down on me?”

Daddy gasped, I could tell he was a little shocked. “Well sweetie, that’s when a boy or girl licks and sucks on the other persons private parts.”

I was starting to get wet and feel a little tingle down in my private parts like when I touched myself.

“Daddy, what is a cock?”

“That is another word for penis”

“What does a penis look like?”

“Oh honey I don’t know if you should know this stuff.”

“Please daddy, how will I know if you don’t tell me?”

“Well, I would feel a lot better knowing you learned it from me. Ok come with me, I’ll show you.”

Following daddy into his room I watched as he pulled up the corner of his mattress and took out a magazine.

“What is that daddy?”

“This is called a porn magazine, have you heard of it?”

“No”

“Well this magazine has pictures of naked women and men erzurum escort having sex together, sit next to me”

I went and sat at the end of his bed next to him and watched as he flipped open the cover to reveal a woman on all fours completely naked with one leg high in the air as a man pumped his cock into her ass.

“Eww, daddy what is he doing to her butt?”

“Well sweetie that is called anal sex”

Than he flipped it to the next page that had a close up shot of a man cumming on a women’s face.

“Sweetie that is what a cock looks like”

“What is that stuff coming out of it?”

“That is called semen, that’s what happens when a man cums”

“Daddy I feel tingly down there,” pointing to my crotch

“Sweetie have you ever masturbated?”

“Yes.”

“Well you feel all good inside because you are getting excited, don’t worry, so is daddy” he pointed to the crotch of his trousers. There was a big lump where his cock was.

“Daddy can I see your cock?”

“Honey I am your daddy & it’s wrong for us to have any sexual contact”

“But daddy I only wanna see it, I’m curious”

He sat there for a moment and he had that look on his face like he was choosing no.

Putting my lower lip out and doing the puppy dogface I said, “Please daddy”

“Oh well I suppose” Then he unzips his pants and pulled his cock out from the folds of his boxers.

I gasped, it was so big. I wanted to touch it. “Gosh, it is so big. How big is it?”

Looking kinds of proud he smiled and said “9 inches long 1 inch thick”

Without saying a word I put my hand out and caressed the big mushroom head, my touch made it jump and I could feel it growing larger. “Oh daddy it’s so soft”

He moaned lightly, I moved my hand up and down trying so hard to encircle the whole thing. His cock was rock hard by the third stroke and so soft.

“Mmmmm, sweetie that feels so good. Daddy hasn’t been fucked in ages, mmm, don’t stop”

His hips started gyrating, up and down. “Mmm, honey lick my cock. Put your mouth over it so I can fuck your mouth nice and slow.” Slight hesitant but growing more & more excited I licked the tip of his huge monster, it jumped and his groaning became louder. I licked up & down, under his shaft & finding his balls I sucked them into my mouth. “Ooh, fuck yeah, that feels so god damn good. MM, suck daddy’s dick, put it in your mouth and suck it baby” I came up to the tip, opening my mouth I engulfed first the tip & moved down until I felt it hit the back of my throat. “Ooh, honey take it deeper. I wanna fuck your mouth until I cum,” Grabbing the back of my head he thrust his hips forward forcing the rest of his monster down my throat. I gagged for a second and than I got used to it, he started moving his cock in and out of my mouth. First slow than fast & hard. Suddenly he pulled out and lifted up his hips. He removed his shirt & pants quickly and almost tearing eskişehir escort my clothes undressed me also. Leaning forward he started licking my budding breast. I sighed deeply. “You like that, you liked sucking your daddy’s cock didn’t you?”

“Yeah daddy I did, I’m so wet.”

“Ooh, do you want your daddy to fuck you, to take your virginity?”

With a burst of excitement I said, “Oh god daddy, I would love that!”

With that he pushed me down onto the bed and started licking my pussy, first just licking my lips than he spread my lips and started taking long cowlicks from my asshole to my clit. I shivered and moaned “Oh, daddy that feels so good. MM, don’t stop.”

Than he stuck his tongue down into my fuck tunnel as far as it would go, with one hand he rubbed my clit and the other he pinched my nipples making me shudder.

“Oh daddy, god that’s good”

All of a sudden he pushed one fat finger deep into my pussy, hooking his finger and grinding it into me. I screamed “Oh yes, finger fuck me daddy, stick your fat fingers into my hot fuck hole and finger me until I cum!” With that he shoved three fingers deep into my hole and fucked my hole fast & furiously. I was squirming and shuddering with pleasure, all of a sudden his tongue was on my engorged clit while his three fingers shoved in & out of my virgin cunt. All of a sudden I started shaking uncontrollably and my pussy clung to his fingers. I had just had my first real orgasm. He was still finger fucking me, in fact he had 4 fingers in me now, scratching at my G-spot and raking his fingers against the walls of my hot hole.

“Oh, honey. Did I make you cum?” “Yeas daddy, god it felt good, mm. Will you fuck me now? I want to feel you cock deep in my virgin pussy.”

“Oh god damn, hell yes I’ll fuck you, I’ll fuck you senseless”

He pulled his fingers out and putting them to his mouth he licked them clean.

He opened my legs as wide as they would go, and positioned the head of his monster shaft at the entrance of my virgin pussy.

“Now honey, this will hurt. It will hurt real bad at first but don’t be scared because daddy is here & won’t let it hurt too much.”

“Ok daddy, but fuck me already!”

He eased the head in first and it didn’t hurt but then as he got deeper it started hurting real bad “Oooh, daddy it hurts”

“I know sweet heart but it won’t for long”

He stroked back and forth scratching my virgin cant than he grabbed my hips and shoved the rest of the 6 inches deep into my pussy.

“Oo, ooowww.. That hurt daddy”

“Mmm, I know but god it will feel good in a minute”

He ground his cock into my pussy for a couple minutes than started a slow rhythm, back and forth pulling out a couple inches at a time.

“Oooh, honey your cunt is so tight and hot. It feels so good wrapped around my prick”

“Ohh, daddy. Fuck me, god it feels good. Fuck me hard and fast daddy, please gaziantep escort fuck me”

With those words said he started shoving his dick in & out with sweet surrender. I could feel his balls as they hit my ass with each stroke.

“Ooh, honey daddy dick is filling up with cum. I’m gonna squirt my load deep into your belly. Oh, god honey I gonna cum.”

“Daddy, come in my hot pussy, I want your cum to drip out of me. Oooh, daddy, fuck me harder!”

All of a sudden his hips froze, I could feel his cum as it filled me up. All of a sudden I started to shake with my own orgasm.

We both screamed in unison, he continued to shove his dick in and out of me milking his prick for all it was worth.

He slowly rolled off of me, completely exhausted.

“Oh, honey, god your pussy felt good. Mmm, I could fuck you all the time”\

“Daddy, that was the best, I want you to fuck me again & again.”

I rolled over onto my belly got up on all fours. My ass was facing him as I started to crawl up towards the pillows. He reached out and grabbed my hips. Dragging me back to him.

“Oh I’m not done with that pussy of yours”

“Mmm, daddy are you gonna fuck my pussy again”

He laughed and scooping the juices from my pussy and smearing them on my ass he said “No I’m gonna fuck your virgin asshole, I’m gonna put my monster in your ass while you squirm” he slid a finger into my tight rectum and started working it in and out. I purred softly as he added a second finger slowly opening up my hole, forcing the muscles open he added a third finger & a fourth until he said “Mmm I think your ready. Are you ready to get your ass fucked hard?”

“Yes daddy, fuck my ass raw. Slam that monster in my ass until I scream”

He got behind me and slammed his full length deep into my bowels causing me to yell in sudden pain. His cock was all the way in and he started pistoning his dick in & out of my asshole faster than he had my pussy.,

“Oh daddy, that feels so good, I feel so full. Mmm, I think I’m gonna cum.. Ohh daddy fuck me harder.”

Suddenly he pulled out of my ass “Daddy, fuck me please”

“Hold on sweetie I have a surprise for you. Your mommy left it behind after she passed.”

He left the room, when he came back he had this monster dildo that was long and very thick.

“ooh daddy, what are you going to do with that?”

“I’m gonna put my cock in your ass and this dildo in your pussy, your mom used to love it when she was fucked in both holes at the same time, she would cum so hard”

“Mmm, daddy, I need it now. Shut up and shove it in me.”

Flipping me into my back and positioning pillows under my ass first he shoved his cock back into my bum hole & than he shoved the dildo into my open cunt making me moan. “Oh my god, daddy. I’m going to cum, I’m so full. Oh fuck me harder, mmm yes HARDER, yes. I’m going to fucking cuummm.”

“Oh sweetie, it feels so good, your bum hole is so damn tight. I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”

I could feel as his cumm squirted in my ass, he continued shoving his dick & the dildo into me until I finally screamed with pleasure. “Oh god I’m CUMMING, yes, yes, yes, fuck me, harder. Faster. Yes, fuck yes.”

I don’t really remember what happened because I fell asleep, but I do remember waking up in his bed completely naked & very sore.

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Chapter 04.

Monday. The script writers report for work today. I show them the office they are sharing. I tell them to settle in. I tell them their initial salary is $50,000 with bonuses. I brief them on what we are doing here. I hand them the book and tell them to read it. This will be our first movie. The book title is “Find me, Tease me, Love me.” I tell them I’ve got another book but we haven’t finalized it yet. They should get started on the first story.

I get three phone calls this morning. Two women and one man looking for an interview. I go through the initial briefing about the sex tape and everyone agrees to it. I mention that the ladies will need to do anal. One of the women says no problem but the other says she’s never done anal and doesn’t want to try. I tell her the chance of a California producer choosing her without the anal scene is about the same as winning the Powerball lotto. I also tell her about my production company, that we can probably use her here and she’s interested. All say they will come in for the interview and audition tape.

We get Bruce Lawton set up for Tuesday afternoon at 2pm. Mary Shoemaker is the lady who has done anal before. She’s setup for 2pm Wednesday. June Jones is the non-anal lady and she’s set up for Thursday morning at 10am.

At 9 am, I finally meet Penny’s roommate and she’s a pretty hot brunette. She’s 5′ 8″ and maybe 120lbs. She got a great body, around 36C-24-36. I tell her again what the job entails and I tell her what I’ll pay her. She’s only making about $12,000 a year as a waitress. I tell her I’ll give her three times that much. She jumps at the chance. I ask if she wants to test for an actress job and she says she hasn’t decided yet. She ask me who she would have to fuck for the audition tape. When I tell her it would be me but Penny would also be doing the lesbian scene with her, she says she’s interested but still wants to think about it some more. She ask me if Penny tested and I tell her she did and we are dating and living together now. She’s surprised and hasn’t even realized that Penny has moved out of the apartment. She accepts the story finder job and I set her up with an office and laptop. I give her a copy of the first story and tell her this is what we are looking for. I also give her the job paperwork.

At 10am, Eve Thorton arrives for an interview. Penny is at my side in her robe on and naked underneath. Eve is intriguing. She’s a dark skin black woman who reminds me of Naomi Campbell, the supermodel. She’s really hot.

I decided to let Karen watch from the other room. I route the video feed of the overhead cameras to her laptop.

“Come in, Eve, have a seat on the couch. I’m Brad. This is my assistant and soon to be partner, Penny. She will test your lesbian skills. Now I told you what we are going to do this afternoon during and after the interview. I need to ask you again if you are fine with everything we talked about on the phone call.”

She smiles and says “Yes sir, I am so fine with everything you told me about and looking forward to it.” She looks at Penny and licks her lips. Hah!

“Great, Eve. I want you to strip for me. Make it a nice slow striptease but play to this camera on my desk.”

I say “I’m going to take some photos of you now. Keep dancing for me.” She keeps moving and I start snapping pictures. Damn, she’s smokin’. After a few minutes, I tell her to stop dancing and I say “Now I need some head shots of you. Give me some nice smiles……Very nice Eve.”

“Okay, sweetheart. I want you to turn toward the couch, bend at your waist and spread your butt cheeks apart. I want a good look at that sweet pussy and ass.” She does as I ask and I’m rock hard. She’s really hot. I take a couple of pictures escort çekmeköy of her female parts. Yum, they look delicious but that ass does look well used.

After I finish with the photo shoot, I tell her to have a seat and we’ll start the interview portion.

“So Eve, do you have a porn name yet?”

Eve says “I’m thinking Dark Eve.”

I say “Well, that’s interesting.”

She says “Thanks.”

“Age?”

“I’m 28.”

I ask her her measurements and she says “36D-26-38 and 5′ 10″ tall.”

I say “Weight?”

She says “135lbs.”

Her hair on her head and pussy is black. She’s well trimmed down below but not shaved. Not bad.

I say “Okay, let’s talk sexual experience. Give me a ballpark figure of the number of sex partners.”

She blushes and says “Thirty five to forty.”

I smile and say “Okay, you know what you are doing then. Any of them women?”

She smiles and says “Oh, yes, I’m bisexual. I’ve had maybe 5 female lovers.” She glances at Penny again.

I smile. “So, I’m assuming oral and vaginal sex, right?”

“Right.”

“What about anal?”

She says “Yes, of course.”

I say “Good, if you want to make it big in the porn business you know you have to do anal. The producers out in California probably won’t even consider you if you don’t do anal, especially anal on your audition tape.”

She smiles and says “No problem. Are you going to fuck my ass this afternoon, Brad.”

I say “Of course.”

She smiles and licks her lips and says “Great.”

I say “Well, you are very beautiful and have a hot body. I’d love to see you make it big.”

She smiles again and says “Thank you, Brad. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Dark Eve.”

“Have you had sex with multiple men at the same time or been in an orgy where you’ve sampled multiple men.”

She says “Yes. Threesomes, orgies, swinging.”

“What’s the maximum number of men at the same time?”

She blushes and says “I had a gangbang of five guys.”

“Wow!”

“I love doing multiple men. I love doing multiple women too.” She looks at Penny again and licks her lips again. I smile at Penny.

“Okay, how about kinky sex?”

She smiles and says “Yes. I love bondage sex. Very hot. I haven’t done anything else though. No spankings, whipping or anything like that.”

I say “Dark Eve, I like that your legs are somewhat open like that. I love to look at pussies so that’s hot.”

She smiles and opens her legs more.

I hand her a pen and a sheet of paper and tell her to write down her phone number and email address so I know how to contact her. She starts to write and when finished hands everything back to me.

“Thanks, Dark Eve. Okay, I want you to lean back, spread your legs out and start to masturbate while we strip. Play to this camera on my desk.”

She spreads her legs out, leans back and begins to play with herself. She’s watching me and Penny strip and when we’re both totally naked, she licks her lips. My penis is pretty hard. I can’t wait to get into that hot pussy but I’m wondering if she stretched or not. She can’t keep her eyes off of Penny. I remind her that the cameras are recording and to look at the one on my desk. She smiles, licks her lips again and looks into the camera on my desk.

I let her go for five minutes and I’m stroking myself for half that time. She’s still staring at Penny though. I whisper into Penny’s ear that I think she’s hot for her.

After five minutes, she’s moaning. I walk over and kneel down in front of her. I say “I’m going to see how your pussy tastes now and Penny is going to check out how well you eat pussy.”

I escort içerenköy remove her hand and stick my face into her pussy while Penny is climbing onto her face. I begin to lick her and she groans loudly. After a couple of minutes, she grabs her legs behind her knees and pulls them up so that she’s really open for me. She tastes pretty good but not as good as Penny. I reach up with both hands and begin to play with her hard nipples. She’s got great tits, well shaped. Penny is really working her face. I noticed that Eve has wrapped an arm around Penny’s waist and is making sure she doesn’t move away. That makes me smile. She’s definitely got a thing for Penny.

After a couple of minutes, I reach back down and open her pussy up a little more. I start to suck and lick her inner pussy lips. She groans “Oh, God!!” She starts to breathe like she’s having problems catching her breath. When I slip two fingers into her pussy, she says “Oh, fuck, yesssss!”

I finger-fuck her with special attention to the g-spot and a minute later she raises off the couch and screams as she begins to cum. As she’s still cumming, I move to her clit and suck it into my mouth and she screams and lifts off the couch again.

I start to flick her clit with my tongue and she screams again. “Holy shit!!!!” Penny finally has her first orgasm.

After Eve has cum for a couple of minutes, she pushes me away. She’s breathing really hard.

I stand up, take a step back, turn sideways so the camera on my desk can get a good view and say “Dark Eve, come suck my hard cock.” She smiles and slowly gets up off the couch to kneel in front of me. She grabs my rock hard cock and begins to lick the head. Soon my cock is buried in her mouth and she’s sucking the hell out of it. She’s not bad. She starts to fuck her mouth with it and then starts to deep-throat. She can suck a cock for sure. Soon I pull her up and tell her to lay down on the couch.

She lays down and spreads her legs out wide. She then pulls her knees up and looks up at me. I roll a condom on and slip into her. We both sigh when I hit bottom. She’s fairly loose though. I soon start to move in her and she starts to moan. After a minute or so, I begin to pound her good. Penny sits on her face again and starts to move. Eve hits another orgasm after two more minutes of fucking her hard and she continues to cum every couple of minutes. Penny is cumming over and over again. After three more orgasms for Dark Eve, I pull out. I tell her to get up, I want her on top for a while.

I sit on the couch and she climbs on. She starts to bounce up and down on my hard on. I start to play with those hard nipples again. I just love the color of her skin. I reach one hand down and start to rub her clit. She’s huge there, maybe over an inch long and so easy to find. It’s like a little penis.

She’s moaning constantly and lasts two more minutes and then she screams again as she begins another orgasm. She’s really clamping down on me but I’m not getting much friction. She’s not very tight even when she’s clamped down.

I tell her to get up and lean over the arm of the couch. I slip into her and start to fuck her doggie style. She hits another orgasm quickly. I’m still not close. I don’t think I can cum in this pussy. I begin to play with her anus then slip my thumb into her. She immediately screams and clamps down on me again. I grab the lube and lube her ass while I’m fucking her. After her next orgasm, I pull out and slam into her ass. At least it’s a bit tighter than her pussy. I fuck her ass for three minutes and tell her to turn around and kneel. She kneels and opens her mouth. I pull the condom off and start jacking off. I start to cum escort çakmak on her face. Five streams later, her face is a mess. I tell her it was an excellent sex tape and should make the California producers take notice.

I help her stand and I tell her to go through a door behind my desk to clean up.

Penny comes over and says she’s still horny. I smile and say “When she leaves, we’ll shower and then I’ll take care of you.” She smiles.

Eve cleans up and comes back about five minutes later. I tell her to sit down. I walk over and hand her a $100 bill. She says “Thanks, Brad. You didn’t say I’d get paid. This is great!”

I sit down at the desk and remotely stop the cameras. I look at her and say “You are really good especially the blowjob. I’ll get your tape ready and send it out by Friday. Just to let you know, we’ve started a production company right here. I’ll keep your number and if I have a part for you I’ll call. I’ll pay like most of the industry, by the sex act. You’ll get $200 for each pussy eaten and $500 for each cock sucked and fucked and anal sex is $1000 per penis in the ass. For the kinky stuff, it’s even little more depending on the act. Sound good?”

She smiles and says “Sounds good to me!.”

“I’m thinking maybe some bondage sex for you. We’ll have to see what kind of script we can come up with.”

“Great, Brad.”

“Okay, Eve. Get dressed and I’ll call if we need you. Also, if you run across a very good romance story with a lot of explicit sex, let me know. There’s a $1000 finder fee and if the female lead is black, we’ll cast you.”

“Ooooo, sounds good.”

She dresses, smiles and says goodbye.

Once she’s gone, Penny says “So why didn’t you offer her a contract?”

I say “Well, she’s gorgeous but she’s really loose in her pussy and her ass. Maybe if we run across someone with a huge cock, I’ll offer her a contract. I don’t particularly want to fuck her again.” I grab her between the legs and say, “I really like this pussy. It’s good and tight and attached to one of the loveliest women I’ve ever met.”

Penny smiles and blushes. She says “Let’s shower. I need that cock.”

I smile. I need that tight pussy too. We shower and I walk back into my office naked. Penny stays in the bathroom to do something. Soon she walks back out and over to me. She kneels and starts to get me harder. I’m already 3/4 hard so it’s not going to take long. This woman just turns me on. Penny gets me hard and I go down on her for a while. Soon she says “Fuck me, honey!”

I get up and slip into her. I notice she’s got the largest plug in her ass. I reach down and turn the vibrator function on. Penny screams. I start to pump into her hard.

She soon begins to cum hard and continues to cum. It’s almost like one continuous orgasm for her. That vibrator in her ass is really making her cum hard. After ten minutes of near continuous orgasms, Penny says she can’t go on. I pull out and turn the vibrator off. She’s lying there breathing hard. I cuddle up to her and caress her.

She looks at me and says “Sorry, honey. I just couldn’t go on. That vibrator is just too much for me. I was afraid of passing out.”

“No problem, babe.”

She slowly gets up and starts to get me off with her mouth.

After she’s finished, she swallows and smiles at me. She crawls up and French kisses me. “I’m very happy with my life since I met you, Brad. I love my job, I love fucking you and I’m falling in love with you.”

“Penny, I’ve never been in love so I don’t know if I’m falling for you or not. But I do know one thing, I’d much rather be with you than any other woman. And if you were to disappear suddenly, I think I would truly be miserable.”

She French kisses me again and we cuddle for a while. She says “That’s called love, silly.”

I think I have fallen for her. I definitely don’t want anyone else.

Later, I tell Penny I’m rescheduling her anal audition for Wednesday because she’s going to have to fuck Bruce Lawton tomorrow and I don’t want to wear her out.

To be continued…

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Lauren turned over in her sleep.

Soft, plush pillow, warm covers. And a warm body under her arm.

A warm body??

She jerked awake. It was dark and the room was cast in dark blues. Jack lay asleep next to her, breathing evenly. His long hair fell over his eyes. Lauren removed her hand from his chest and slowly brushed the lock of hair back.

His hand reached up and gripped hers tightly.

“Ah-“

“Oh.” Jack loosened his hold. He rubbed his other hand over his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was you.” Lauren blushed furiously at being caught. Silently she thanked the higher powers that were that he couldn’t see her properly in the dark. She pulled her hand away but he held on.

She could see a roguish smile on his face even in the shadows.

“Where’re you going, mm?” Jack tugged on her wrist lightly and she fell against him. Gasping, Lauren tried to right herself but her body came into contact with his. He looked deep into her eyes. His chest was bare against hers and she felt something stirring lower down.

“Um. I can’t stay.”

“Why not?”

“It was supposed to be a one-time thing, remember?” Lauren said almost-pleadingly.

“I guess. But why does it have to be?” Jack placed a hand on the small of her back, pressing her against him.

“Ah..What do you mean – It’s just not the sort of thing I do.”

“What sort of thing?” His hand caressed Lauren’s face gently and she stilled.

“Seeing..my kidnapper.” Jack leaned up and pressed his lips softly against hers.

“I can be just a man.” As he said so, he spread his thighs and bucked up slowly against Lauren. She leaned into him for a moment. Her mind caught up with her body soon after and she pulled away.

“I can’t. It’s just too. Difficult.” Lauren reached for her clothes on the floor and started pulling them on.

Jack watched her quietly. He sat up and turned the bed light on.

“What – don’t do that.” Lauren struggled with her dress.

“Do what? Turn on the light so I can watch you dress hurriedly?”

“Yes. That.” Lauren slid the straps in place. “Where in hell is my-“

“Looking for this?” Jack held up her black lace undies. She flushed furiously and made a snatch for it but he held vipsevgilim.com it out of her way. “You have to try harder, love.” Jack smiled. Lauren bit her lip and walked closer to him.

“Oh come on Jack don’t be childish.” She leaned in to grab her panties but Jack shifted it to his other hand and held it away. He laughed heartily at her desperate attempts. “Jack!”

He pulled her near with one arm and whispered in her ear.

“Say that once more.”

Lauren felt her breathing grow deeper.

“Say it like you did when I was inside you,” Jack moved his lips to the delicate shell of her ear. Lightly, he traced it with his lips and took her lobe into his mouth.

When Jack licked his tongue into her ear Lauren shivered and tried to pull back.

With one swift motion Jack turned her over and pressed his body onto hers.

Her arms held up against the bed, Lauren could feel Jack’s skin warm against her clothed body.

A wicked smile appeared on his face.

Raising himself off the bed he brought his hips closer to Lauren.

“I have something you seem to be lacking..” Jack held her down with one arm and used the other to draw her dress up between her legs. “Ah see here. You’re missing one piece of clothing.” He ran his hand up the skin of her inner thighs. “It simply won’t do for you to run around without underwear,” Jack said roughly, his face close to Lauren.

She breathed hard as he touched her deliberately.

He was naked above her and without meaning to she raked her eyes over his body. He was hard and primed to go.

“Oh you have naughty eyes for such a sweet lady,” Jack grinned. His fingers pressed into her moist lips and she gasped softly. “How sweet, I have to find out. Again.”

Lauren watched his dark-haired head move lower, between her legs. The muscles in her stomach trembled.

Jack kissed the soft dip in her belly, then looked up at her. His eyes were dark and a fire started in them. He rubbed his face slowly between her legs and Lauren moaned deep in her throat.

“I thought you had to leave,” Jack breathed. He brought his head down and drew his tongue over her musky wetness. Lauren arched against him. He smiled against her biristanbulmasali.com flesh and then curled his tongue over her clitoris.

Lauren fisted the blankets around her as she felt Jack’s tongue spear through her slick folds and sweep hard over her.

“Oh Jack,” her voice came out soft and husky, alien to her own ears.

“You taste so good,” he answered. When he looked up Lauren leaned down and pulled him up to her. The puzzled look in his eyes brought a smile to her face.

“What? You can’t be the only one having all the fun.” She turned him on his back and he let her, watching her movements all the while.

He was beautiful. His skin stretched taut over his lightly-ridged muscles, a fine smattering of hair on his chest and starting from his belly button.

Lauren looked at the evidence of Jack’s arousal.

He fidgeted.

“What..what are you looking at,” he muttered.

“Nothing. Just you.” Lauren smiled. “You made me stay so I have to return the favour of feeling uncomfortable. Although I doubt you’ll find this very uncomfortable.”

She leaned in and ran her tongue around the skin of his balls.

Jack shuddered and placed a hand in her hair. He looked down to see her eyes watching his, as she ran a moist tongue around the head of his rigid cock.

“You taste good, too,” she whispered, circling his hardness with her tongue before taking more of his length into her mouth.

Jack groaned and bucked up into the wet hold of her mouth. The pleasure that spread from her lips was exquisite. Lauren held his cock with one hand, slowly pumping him, while the other hand cupped his balls.

It was amazing. Her mouth wet and warm, gently sucking on his aching flesh while her hands rubbed over the sensitive skin between his thighs.

“Get up here.” Jack leaned down and pulled her up on her knees. With a single movement he got behind her and slid into her slick flesh.

Lauren gasped and arched back against him.

He slid one hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit as he sawed his cock in and out of her clutching pussy.

“Does that feel good,” he said against her ear.

“Yes,” she answered with choppy breaths, manitam.net “Yes, Jack,” her eyes fluttered as the sensations overwhelmed her.

Jack lifted himself higher on his knees and fucked her with short, hard strokes.

“Oh god,” Lauren moaned. He pumped in her, faster and faster. His hard cock sliding in and out of her sensitive flesh, his hand insistent on her knot of nerves.

“Come for me,” Jack whispered in Lauren’s ear. She trembled against him. As he said those words he fucked her faster and kept his fingers circling her clit. Then Lauren felt Jack insert his tongue into her ear and the sharp pleasure shot through her body. Crying out she came in shuddering convulsions. Jack leaned back and pounded hard into her. Faster, faster, once, twice, thrice.

He pulled out and came over her back.

Lauren blinked slowly as she came down from her sexual high. She heard Jack walk into the bathroom and re-emerge. He wiped a towel gently over her back and then pulled her close.

“Don’t leave me.”

Lauren looked at him.

“You know I have to. We can’t stay here together. I can’t stay with you, and we can’t do this again.” She sighed through her words.

“But why? I don’t understand – because your parents will object? We can run away, find another place all our own-“

“No it’s not just that, it’s the whole situation it’s just too fucked up don’t you see?” Lauren took the panties that had fallen and pulled them on. Jack stilled.

“The situation is fucked up,” he repeated. Lauren turned to look at him.

“Yes. It is. You kidnapped me and now you’re fucking me.” A strange look flickered over Jack’s face.

“Well. If you really are so against it I really can’t tell.” He searched for his clothes and started pulling them on as well. “As I recall you offered to return the favour at the warehouse,” a hardness came over his voice and features.

Lauren cringed at the memory. She reached out and gripped Jack’s arm. He looked at her emotionlessly. Before she could say anything he spoke first.

“I understand. You wouldn’t be with someone like me.”

He turned away and walked into the bathroom.

“Close the door on your way out.”

Lauren stood there, her hair dishevelled. She looked at Jack’s back as he shifted through clothes in the bathroom. An odd sadness came into her heart and filled her mouth.

“Goodbye Jack.” It came out as a whisper and she wasn’t sure if he heard it.

When she closed the door to his apartment Lauren felt something close inside her as well.

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“I can’t believe you, Rachel. How could you even suggest such a thing?” I looked at my wife. Her lips were curled up in a curious expression. I would say she was feeling a bit embarrassed, but nevertheless resolute.

“Dan, I don’t feel right about mother going out with these strange men. So many creeps out there, and after that last one…”

“Yeah well, it’s not like you asked if I could just take her to a movie or something.” Quite the contrary; to my utter disbelief my wife Rachel had just asked me to have sex with her mother.

“Dan, why do you think she goes out with these men? She’s not really looking for companionship from them. She has other needs too; you know mother as well as I do when it comes to this subject.”

Rachel was right about that. I’d known her mother Sylvia since I was a teenager and Rachel and I had started dating. She was a classy woman in her own way, with a great sense of style, but she was also quite the bawdy woman once you got to know her well enough. I had no doubt she had a highly charged sex drive to boot.

“That doesn’t mean I’m the one who should be ‘helping’ her out.”

“Don’t you find her attractive?”

I was amazed that my wife had switched to this line of questioning. The truth was; Sylvia was extremely good-looking. In fact, I had been drawn to her like a moth to a flame from the moment I first met her; not only did she have strikingly good looks but she just oozed sex appeal, carrying that whole sexy older woman vibe perfectly. She had aged well too; after ten years of knowing her I thought she was more alluring than ever.

That was part of why I was recoiling at Rachel’s idea so strongly right now. Frankly, I had always had a “thing” for my mother-in-law; I’d even had numerous sexual fantasies about her over the years. But as far as I was concerned, anything with Sylvia should remain a fantasy, a forbidden fruit. The thought of crossing that line and causing whatever possible damage to my marriage and relationship with her was too horrifying to even consider making any of those thoughts a reality. And now my wife now was trying to convince me to have sex with Sylvia. Not only was I stunned, but I was petrified.

“Well Dan, I don’t see how you can’t understand the logic in all of this.”

“No I don’t, Rachel. I don’t at all.”

“I think you do. It’s makes perfect sense to me. For one thing, you want sex all the time, dear. I can hardly keep up with you sometimes. If I didn’t know you better I’d be worried about an affair…”

“Don’t even say that. You know I wouldn’t do that.”

“I know Dan, that’s what I’m saying. But I also know your sexual needs are much greater than mine. In that sense you’re a lot like mother, except she doesn’t have dad anymore. I want mother to be with someone I can trust, and I don’t trust anyone in this world more than I trust you. I think my solution solves both problems perfectly.”

“Perfectly? Rachel, you asked me to have sex with Sylvia. Your MOTHER. If you don’t have a problem with that, you should.”

“Well maybe it’s not the perfect solution, but it’s one I can live with. I don’t want mother going out with any more of those creeps, and I know I can trust you both. Not to mention, I love you both more than anything. At least think about it Dan.”

“You haven’t even told me what Sylvia has to say about all of this. Does she think it’s ‘perfect’ too?”

“As a matter of fact, she does. I know she feels closer to you than any other man she knows. After dad died, you were especially caring with her. I’ve never forgotten that Dan, and neither has she. Mother trusts you. When I told her my idea she was on board immediately with it.”

Rachel’s answer threw me for a bit of a loop. On the one hand, everything she said was true. I had always been close with Sylvia. And when John, my father in law, died, we grew even closer. But I would never have guessed that Sylvia wanted to have sex with me. And yet, for as long as I had known her I had always wondered if there had always been some sexual tension between us. She was very flirty with me, even going back to when I was just a kid starting to date her daughter. A touch on the arm here, an admiring glance there, plus all the suggestive remarks… so many of my sexual fantasies about Sylvia had been fueled by the way she acted towards me over the years. Sometimes I could swear there was something real behind all of it. And now, with what Rachel was telling me, all I could think about was maybe it was true. Sylvia wanted me, I wanted her, and my wife was practically begging us to do it. Or perhaps everything Rachel was telling me now was true. I still wasn’t sure what to think at this point.

“Let me sleep on it, Rachel. We’ll talk about this again tomorrow.”

I wish I had slept that night, but I did nothing of the kind. Instead I lay bed, next to my soundly sleeping wife, and daydreamed about fucking the hell out of her sexy mother. I hadn’t fantasized about Sylvia for a while, mostly out of respect for Rachel, but I couldn’t help it now. Rachel was right, gümüşhane escort I did have a strong libido, and now that she had let it loose against her mother I was unable to stop the sexual thoughts from flooding my mind.

My thoughts jumped back and forth, picking out memories about Sylvia here and there, and recalling old fantasies I’d had about her. I remembered hanging around her house when I was a teenager. I’d be there to see Rachel, but often my eyes would wander to Sylvia. She worked in an office back then, and I’d see her come back home dressed in those business suits of hers. I always thought they must have had a very conservative dress code where she worked, because as professional as Sylvia looked in those suits they did little to show off her figure. And my god, was her figure amazing.

Sylvia had always managed to stay very fit, with a sexy hourglass figure. She had huge tits, probably something like F’s. Whatever they were, with her sleek waistline they looked absolutely enormous. Even seeing her dressed up in those frumpy clothes, you could tell she had something special underneath. I think my curiosity about her breasts started that far back. All I could think about was how incredible it would be to see those big, beautiful tits in all their glory. After coming home from work she would start getting dinner ready before changing clothes, although she’d undo a couple of buttons on her blouse. The sight of Sylvia’s exposed cleavage would drive me crazy back then, and I often fantasized that she was doing it intentionally to excite me.

I’m actually more of an ass man though, and while Sylvia’s tits certainly stole the show with most men it her firm, apple shaped ass often held my attention. As I lay in bed now, my mind got overwhelmed with images of me banging against that sexy ass as I fucked Sylvia doggy style, those, F’s giggling madly underneath as the big tit slut begged me to fuck her harder. I resisted the urge to masturbate to these thoughts for as long as I could, but eventually I couldn’t resist the urge, making myself cum in a matter of seconds. Not that I really thought of Sylvia as a slut, but it did turn me on to fantasize about her this way. Besides all her flirting I knew enough of her past to say she wasn’t the prim and proper young lady growing up. She’d been a real party girl in college, and I knew she had a hungry sex drive. Put all those elements together and it’s wasn’t hard for me to imagine her as being a horny slut in my fantasies.

Other times my mind wandered to more cherished moments we shared. I’ll never forget those couple of weeks after my father in law died. I took some time off work to help settle his affairs and spent a good portion of it alone with Sylvia. I was her shoulder to cry on, and she was so sweet, so beautiful in her vulnerability. I didn’t really expect any of that to translate sexually but on many occasions I found myself unwittingly desiring her. When that chaotic time was all over, I often found myself thinking back to those days when Sylvia and I were all alone in her house, and those thoughts eventually became fantasies. In them she’d tell me of her loneliness, of how she wished she could make the pain go away, if even only for a short time. We’d exchange knowing glances, both understanding what she meant, and soon enough we’d be holding hands on the way to her bedroom for us to make love.

I never really felt too guilty about having these types of daydreams about Sylvia. Sure, I was married to her daughter, but I always told myself that it was okay as long as they never affected my real life relationships with her or Rachel. Now my wife was trying to change all that. It was a scary idea, but I nevertheless couldn’t help but be turned on by it.

Next morning came and my wife wasted little time in broaching this topic again, bringing it up during breakfast.

“Well Dan, you’ve had some time to think about it. What do you have to say?”

“I think I’m shocked that after all these years of faithful marriage that you’re asking me to have sex with another woman. And not only that, but the woman is your mother. What the hell has gotten into you, Rachel?”

I had to take this hostile tone with her. This was a dangerous place Rachel was taking us, and I had to make sure she understood that.

“I appreciate what you’re saying Dan, but it’s not like you’re going to have some romance with her. I think our marriage is strong enough to handle this. If I didn’t then I would never have approached you with the idea. My relationship with mother is also strong enough to handle this too. I’ve talked about it with her and she feels the same way. You’re the only one who seems to have doubts.”

“Fine, if you’re going to put it that way, you win.”

“We both win Dan. You’ll see.”

I got ready to leave for work, still feeling dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe I had agreed to this. As badly as part of me wanted it, it was still scary, as I had no idea what was to come. I looked back at Rachel, who was already hatay escort on the phone excitedly telling her mother the good news. I waived to my wife, and she blew a big kiss back. A big smile covered her face. I hoped that feeling wasn’t about to change.

*

The next day Rachel asked if I wanted to go see Sylvia after work. It was a Friday, and she asked me if I wanted to stay the night too.

“Is that really a good idea? You said it yourself, there’s isn’t any romance here.”

“I know, and it’s probably going to take a while before we figure out what’s the proper etiquette for all this, but for at least this first time I think it would be nice for you to stay over.”

I still had no idea what I was doing. Was I supposed to take Sylvia out for dinner and movie first? Was this an actual date, or were we supposed to just fuck?

“Mother is expecting you over for cocktails at around 6:30.”

“Okay, tell her I’ll be there.”

I hadn’t the nerve to call and speak to Sylvia myself. As strange as it might sound, I thought it might be easier that way. And as for the “etiquette” of the situation, I supposed that was going to work itself out eventually.

Six-thirty came and being my punctual self I was standing on Sylvia’s doorstep, waiting for her to open the door.

“Dan, it’s so great to see you.”

Sylvia greeted me with a warm smile and big hug, with a nice kiss on the cheek.

“Why don’t you come inside while I get us some drinks? Or would you rather lounge out by the pool?”

Well, at least now I knew she didn’t want to go out. That and her attire were pretty casual. Sylvia had a simple pair of powder blue capris and a white top. Both were tight enough to show she still had a delicious figure, even at forty-eight. The top in particular was hard not to focus on, as even with an average amount of cleavage being shown Sylvia’s massive breasts were practically bursting out. I’d often seen Sylvia in outfits like these, always trying not to stare. This time I let my gaze linger a bit; not too pervy but enough that she knew I was checking her out. It seemed “appropriate” for the occasion.

“You look great Sylvia.”

She did too. She had her honey-blonde hair tied up into a bit of a bun which might have looked prudish on some women but on Sylvia it just made her look like a sexy librarian. She was also walking around barefoot. For a woman her age, she had surprisingly cute feet.

We sat on the couch together and had a couple of drinks, just talking casually at first about work, home, etc. Sylvia seemed remarkably calm from the moment I arrived, but I definitely needed the drinks to loosen up. Maybe she had anticipated that. After about an hour the direction of our conversation completely shifted.

“Well, I’m so glad you came here Dan. Rachel told me about your reservations.”

“How could I not have some reservations? It’s nothing personal. I mean, how do you not have any reservations about this?”

Sylvia smiled confidently, remaining perfectly calm, and responded easily and matter-of-factly. Her self-assurance was as impressive as it was seductive.

“Because I’ve known what I’ve wanted for ten years, Dan. I have no doubts, no reservations. I’ve wanted your cock for as long as I’ve known you, and when the chance came for me finally get it, I knew what I had to say.”

I was stunned. Not that I hadn’t heard Sylvia say ‘cock’ before; she could tell one helluva dirty joke, but her forwardness now certainly took me by surprise.

“Come on, Dan. It’s alright. I know you’ve wanted me too. You can let your guard down now.”

I still didn’t know what to say. Part of me wanted to tell her everything, how I’d fantasized about her from practically the first day we’d met, but in those few moments I had I just froze. Sylvia finally broke the silence with the beautiful sound of her laugh.

“It’s okay Dan. I’m not Mrs. Pederson any more with young Danny Walker coming by to visit Rachel. Though I knew full well little Danny wanted to fuck me too.”

“You could tell?”

I had finally managed to say something. Sylvia then broke the ice further with some more of her melodic laugh.

“Of course I could tell, honey. If there’s one thing I can sense it’s sexual energy. I knew what you wanted Dan. It’s okay, I wanted it too.”

“Do you think Rachel ever suspected?”

“No. You know I love Rachel as I loved John, but I think when it comes to this area they’re both quite naive. If John came home and found you with your cock up my ass he’d probably think you were taking my temperature. He was a wonderful man but not much of a lover, I’m afraid. I hope Rachel didn’t inherit that trait from her father too.”

The last thing I wanted to do was talk about Rachel now.

“I always wondered if maybe all the flirting had something behind it.”

“I couldn’t fuck your body back then so I fucked your mind instead, Dan. Now I finally get to fuck them both.”

Sylvia moved in close, slowly and ısparta escort seductively, and drew me into a passionate kiss, her hot tongue sliding into my willing mouth. Eventually she straddled my lap and we went at it like that for a while, making out like a couple of horny teenagers while exchanging the odd grope. I finally started concentrating on Sylvia’s breasts, grabbing and squeezing them.

“I want to see these.”

“After all those years of staring at ‘the girls’ I knew you’d finally ask.”

Sylvia laughed as the two of us managed to pull off her shirt. For the sake of our “date,” Sylvia had chosen not worn a bra.

“Oh my god, Sylvia.”

Even at forty-eight they were absolutely breathtaking, pillowy mounds of soft flesh, large mounds with wide areole and hard tipped, pink nipples. They sagged a bit to each side, but if anything I thought that made them look even sexier. I grabbed one orb in each hand, trapping a nipple between my fingers on each hand to massage and squeeze.

“Oh yeah, I like that. Keep doing that, Dan.”

Sylvia raised her arms over her head, crossing her wrists above them, and arched her sinuous back provocatively, pushing her chest even more into me. I could hear her lustful moaning as I continued kneading her marvelous tits with my hands, moving in to kiss and suck her generous flesh too. After several minutes of having the biggest, most gorgeous tits rubbed into my face as I kissed and played with them, Sylvia suddenly pulled away and slid off my lap as well. For a moment I wondered if something was wrong, as she had a look of seriousness on her face that surprised me.

“I need to suck your cock now, Dan.”

Sylvia certainly didn’t mince words, nor was she afraid to take what she wanted. Her words were full of emotion now; longing, and desire. Before I knew what was happening she’s managed to pull my pants open and yank them down far enough so that I could sit back on the couch. Then she went crazy, sucking my dick. I’d had my share of blowjobs, but nothing like this. Sylvia was in a frenzy, the way she was going down on me I almost thought she would break it. It was scary, dangerous, but unbelievably exciting. And the way she was acting made me think she enjoyed giving head as much as I enjoyed receiving it. I looked down to watch, and instead of my mother in law saw a wild woman sucking my cock. I’d managed to keep from cumming, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out.

“I’d like to fuck now if that’s okay with you Dan.”

I nodded yes and Sylvia pulled away. It gave me some time to come back from my approaching orgasm while I watched her remove the rest of her clothing. I sat back, not even taking anything off, and rested. Sylvia undressed until she was naked, giving me an thrilling view of her voluptuous body, and got back on my lap to start riding me. Like the earlier part of our encounter, there wasn’t a lot of subtlety. She just hopped on board and began riding my dick like a madwoman.

“Yeah, that’s it. Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me, Dan!”

The insistence in her voice and the intensity of her movements told me she desperately wanted to cum and was getting very close. I did everything I could to hold out my own orgasm until she got there, just barely making it. When Sylvia did cum her body tensed up and she let out a wild scream that could have woken the dead. It set me off, and I filled her hot pussy with my seed. Sylvia leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the lips, then put her arms around me to rest. She was breathing hard, trying to regain her composure.

“My god Sylvia, do you always do it like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like it’s the last fuck you’ll ever have.”

She was chuckling softly now. It made me laugh too.

“No Dan, I like all kinds of things. Don’t you?”

“Yeah. I just never expected our first time to be anything like this.”

“Why don’t you come to bed with me, Dan. We can have nice, slow sex. Or you can fuck my brains out. Your choice.”

Sylvia had a sly smile and a self-assured, sexy sway in her hips and round ass as she walked naked towards her bedroom. There was no way I couldn’t follow her; her charms were utterly mesmerizing. And as for the type of sex we had, we did both. It went on all night, and it was unbelievable.

*

I woke up the next morning in bed with my mother-in-law sleeping naked next to me. It was a strange feeling after all these years of faithful marriage. I had cheated on my wife, or had I? Was it still cheating when she knew about it, and had even asked me to do it? I wasn’t sure. I did feel guilty though, but strangely enough, not because I had cheated. I felt guilty because I had enjoyed it so much, because one night with Sylvia had been better than the majority of my sex life with Rachel. We got up and went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

“So, did you sleep well, Dan?”

“Yeah. You?”

“Fantastic.”

Sylvia had a slight bounce in her step, a happy glow on her face, not all that different from the same bright, cheery woman I’d known all these years. And of course, she was flirtatious too, but that was to be expected from her. Everything was different between us now, however; how could it not be? We didn’t talk about the night before, but there was one question I had to ask, something that had seemed not right to me from the start. I knew I had to have the answer to it before I left.

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“Oh, God. Another meeting.” That was my initial reaction when I looked at my afternoon schedule. Another boring discussion about where the company should be headed. As a mid level secretary, my opinions or suggestions were unimportant; my skills at recording all of the “shared information” would be the only reason I was included in the meeting at all.

I knew I would never make it through the afternoon without another cup of coffee. As I walked past my co-worker’s workstation, she reminded me that a new consultant was making a presentation at the meeting. “I better get a double espresso instead,” I thought.

I got into the conference room early, making sure I had a seat near an outlet in case my notebook battery failed. I could take notes by hand, but it was faster, and easier, to record notes on the electronic notebook. Besides, then I could hide behind the screen when I started to roll my eyes.

The team members started to fill in the seats at the conference table around me. We were all engaged in the usual small talk when Mr. Richards, our boss, walked into the room. He was accompanied by an attractive gentleman, who I had to assume was our “new consultant.”

Mr. Richards walked to the head of the table. “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you to meet Brad Matthews. He is going to help us with our group consolidation. He has some common sense ideas. So let’s give him our undivided attention, please.”

Everyone turned to look at “Brad”. “Well groomed,” I thought. “Neat. Organized. Somewhere in his mid to late 40’s, maybe. Married, 2.5 kids, drives a sedan.” I put him in the pigeonhole where guys like him belonged.

But then he started to talk. His voice was softer than I expected. “As Mr. Richards said, my name is Brad Matthews. Let me tell you a little about myself before we get started,” he said. “First off, I’d like to thank you for remembering to get me a cup of coffee.” As he said this, he reached over my right shoulder and picked up my coffee cup. He took a long sip, and as he turned to walk away, he looked at me and winked.

“Seriously?” I thought. “Who does this guy think he is?” I added “pompous asshole” to his pigeonhole.

I struggled to keep up with Brad’s presentation. Without my coffee, I was losing focus. And his voice was almost hypnotic. Finally, he wrapped it up, but asked me to stay behind so he could punctuate some of my notes with more detailed explanations. It was all I could do to keep from falling over on my keyboard.

After everyone else left the room he walked over behind my chair and leaned escort acıbadem over my right shoulder, replacing the coffee cup from where he had taken it earlier. But instead of standing back up, he remained leaning over me, his lips close to my ear. “Sorry about your coffee,” he whispered. “It just smelled so good, I couldn’t help myself.”

I turned toward him, and came face to face with the most incredible light brown eyes I had ever seen. “That’s okay,” I managed to croak as I looked back at my notebook.

“No, it’s not,” he answered. “At least let me take you somewhere to replace it. It’s the least I can do.”

He had to stop whispering in my ear. It was making me a little crazy. “It’s just coffee,” I said. I turned toward him again. He was still leaning over me, his face just inches away from mine. It was at that moment that I made the mistake of looking at his lips, then back up into his eyes.

He caught the glance, and he moved his left hand onto my shoulder. I could feel the warmth of his fingers through my blouse. I began to wonder what it would feel like to have those fingers exploring my flesh. My breathing was becoming shallower by the moment. “Meet me for a drink after work,” he suggested. “Even if it’s just coffee.”

A million scenarios began swimming through my head, all of them ending up in the same place. I couldn’t understand it. I just met this guy, and all of a sudden I’m having fantasies about him? What was happening? I kept thinking to myself, “It’s just coffee. It’s just coffee.” Like I could fool myself.

“Sure. That would be great,” I told him.

5:00 rolled around, and he appeared at my desk. My heart was pounding through my chest. I hadn’t felt so nervous since my senior prom, and that was a long, long time ago. He patiently waited while I finished clearing off my desk and locking up.

“So where to?” he asked.

“Well, if it’s just coffee, we could go over to the bookstore,” I offered.

So that’s where we ended up. Sitting together on a sofa in the back of the bookstore, sipping coffee. Talking. Getting to know each other. Making sure he wasn’t married. Or a serial killer. Or gay. All the important stuff.

Somehow we kept moving closer together. Even after the coffee was gone, we sat, talking. His voice began to hypnotize me again.

Especially when he leaned over and whispered, “I want to kiss you.”

I looked down and closed my eyes, trying to get my head to stop spinning. He reached over and brushed my hair back, escort dudullu and then his lips were there, gently nuzzling my neck. It felt so good, so deliciously arousing. He stopped, and took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. And then he kissed me, slowly, gently, like he had all the time in the world. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the heat that was spreading inside me. He trailed kisses back to my ear, and then, so softly, he said, “I want to make love to you. I want to touch you and kiss you and taste every inch of you.”

“Yes.” It was all I could say, and it came out in a whisper that could barely be heard. I was completely under his spell.

That was how I ended up in his bedroom. I don’t even remember getting there. He took off his clothes, and then he made me sit on the edge of the bed. He undressed me so slowly, with that same relaxed feeling like he had nothing but time. First he took off my blouse, and massaged my arms and back. Then he reached back and unhooked my bra. As he slid the straps off my shoulders, he kissed the path of each strap down my arms.

He knelt down on the floor in front of me and took my left breast in his hand, and took my nipple into his mouth, and nibbled and sucked until it was throbbing; and then he did the same thing to my right nipple. My fingers were tangled in his hair as he bit and sucked on my breasts, and I thrilled in watching him flick his tongue across me. I could feel how wet I was getting and I could only guess that he was getting hard as well.

He undid my belt and pushed me back on the bed to take off my pants. When I was naked there on his bed, he straddled his knees over me, and pushed me up so my feet were off the floor, too. Then he positioned himself over me and asked me to take his cock in my mouth. I flicked my tongue around the tip of his penis, and then I grasped him gently with my right hand and took him into my mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned as I sucked and teased him with my tongue; his pleasure made me want him even more.

He pulled away from me, and slid his body down over me. He slipped his legs between mine, forcing them apart. Leaning on his hands so he wouldn’t crush me, he bent down and kissed me again, forcing his tongue into my mouth, consuming me with his desire. I could feel his cock throbbing against me, and I began to writhe beneath him. His mouth traced light kisses all over me as he moved down my neck, my breasts, down my belly until he knelt between my legs. He maneuvered his arms under escort kavacık my thighs and lifted my sex to his mouth.

I had never felt anything like this before. It was as if he were kissing and licking and sucking me into unconsciousness. He slowed down and began to leisurely lick my pussy, his tongue plunging into me every now and then, punctuated by small bursts of air that he blew into me between strokes of his tongue. He moved his arms out from beneath me, and gently slid two, then three fingers of one hand inside of me. With his other hand, he spread the lips of my pussy and flicked his tongue across my clit. I couldn’t help thrusting my hips up into him as I began to slide into oblivion. I reached my hands down and buried my fingers into his hair as his tongue and fingers worked faster on me. I was grinding my hips into his mouth, harder and faster. I realized then that I was moaning, and saying, ‘Oh, God, yes, yes,” over and over, and getting louder and louder. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to cum in his mouth, NOW.

He knew I was close, and he thrust his fingers inside me as far as he could while his tongue whipped my clit. I looked down at him, between my legs with his fingers and tongue buried inside my pussy, and bit back a scream as I came, hard and fast.

I was shaking from the intensity of my orgasm, and still pulsing inside, when he withdrew his fingers and pulled away from me. “Get on your hands and knees,” he whispered. I rolled over and did as he asked.

He knelt behind me, and slipped his cock inside me. He moaned as he massaged his hands across my ass and then gripped my hips tightly. He started off in a slow rhythm, and then he thrust into me faster and faster. I could tell he was watching as his cock moved in and out of me.

As he began to whisper, “Yes, oh, yes,” I could feel another orgasm building inside me. I dropped my head, and as I did, he reached up and pulled my hair. He called out, “yes, yes, yes” in time with the thrusts of his cock. He buried himself as far into me as he could, and held me there as he came inside me. I could feel the heat of his cum, and the thought of it drove me over the edge again. I opened my mouth in a silent scream as I melted, on my hands and knees, with his cock still throbbing inside me.

Exhausted, I collapsed underneath him, and he fell to the bed with me, making sure that he didn’t slide out of me. He managed to move us onto our sides, and we stayed there, spooned like that, his arms wrapped around me, and started to fall asleep.

As I drifted off, I wondered how I was going to deal with this the next day. How I was going to be able to work in the same office as this guy, who turned out to be single, no kids, and drove a 4 x 4 pickup truck. He seemed to read my mind, because he softly whispered into my ear, “Don’t worry. It’s just coffee.” I snuggled closer to him and fell into a blissful sleep.

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Chris Walker was nervous, his best college buddy, Kyle Lancaster had invited him to spend Spring Break with the Lancaster Family. His own parents were backpacking in Europe on their second honeymoon and Chris hated being alone in his house so he had taken the invite.

One look at the Lancaster homestead and he relaxed a little. It was wide, spacious, and had a meticulously manicured lawn. It was an inviting sort of place. Kyle had boasted about a pool and Jacuzzi, a fully stocked bar, a poor table, a big screen TV and hot neighbor girls. But even so he couldn’t shake the nervousness, he’d never lived with anyone, despite hating to be left alone; he didn’t even have a roommate at the University. A good part of him was excited and a little part was sad. This was his freshman year and he missed his parents, hometown and friends. He signed, oh well, Kyle was an awesome guy and he’d always have the summer to hang back home.

Kyle slapped him on the back and started up the front walk, “That drive was a bitch!” he exclaimed running a hand through his sandy hair and adjusting the duffle bag on his shoulder.

“You slept three fourths of the way.” Chris explained. Kyle sent him his most charming smile Chris just shook his head. “I hope we don’t wake anybody up.” Chris said looking at his watch it was almost 12:30.

“Nah! My sister is probably waiting up for me, my stepmom too. Dad is doubtlessly still at work, his hours are nuts.” They had reached the dark wood front door and Kyle slipped his key in the lock and swung open the massive thing. He called out and pair of sequels were lunched into the air.

“Kyle’s home, Kyle’s here!” The chandelier overhead flickered on and two figures came into view before Chris and Kyle.

The first woman was tall, a few inches shy of his 6’3″ frame; she had curly blonde hair that just touched the shoulders of her satiny blue robe. Which only came down to her knees, had wide sleeves and a dangerously low neckline. She wore it well for somebody he suspected in to be their early forties, stepmother for sure.

“You must be Christopher,” she said. “I’m Trisha, Kyle’s stepmom.” They shook hands and exchanged nice-to-meet-you’s .

“Thank you for having me here on such short notice, it was very kind of you.”

“Oh dear, its my pleasure really.” And to Chris’ surprise she gave him a hug. Her warm hair tickled his cheek and he could feel her hard nipples though the thin fabric. His chest constricted. He felt terrible for being turned on and stepped back, giving her a shy smile. She returned a seductive one.

“Chris! This is my sister Nadia, Nadia this is my buddy Chris.”

Chris turned his attention to the second figure, another woman. Woman? Chris had seen a picture of Kyle’s little sister Nadia, bouncing black curls and a sun burnt nose. The girl in the picture could not have been older then 7 or8. This Nadia could have been twenty! She was small, only about 5’5″ but she was luscious. Her straight dark hair, nearly black fell past her shoulders, right under a pair of full breasts, that were tantalizingly on display in a dark purple, spaghetti strap nightgown that had lace trim. It brushed mid-thigh and Chris gulped trying not to stare at her toned thighs and calves.

“Hi” she breathed, sooty lashes fluttering around the darkest blue eyes he’s ever seen. Darker then sapphire, a cobalt blue. His groin tightened.

“Hey.” He responded. She smiled, an angelic smile that made his heart lurch. He wanted to kill Kyle for not telling him, his sister wasn’t 8 she was 18 and the most incredibly sexy thing he’d ever seen!

By the time Chris was tucked into the guestroom bed he was totally hot. He had to strip to his boxer briefs and turn on the rooms small swivel fan. Tried as he might he could not get Nadia’s smile and body out of his head. Down the hall he heard Kyle snoring loudly. He knew Trisha had gone to bed right after introductions and he felt bad they’d kept her up. If only he could get to sleep. But he knew that was impossible. For not only was his room situated right across from Nadia’s she was still awake fethiye escort and toddling around in the bathroom. He could hear her every move. He heard the click of the light being shut off, the pad of her footsteps and the creak of the floorboards as she appeared in the crack of his door.

“Are you still up?” she asked softly.

He swallowed hard and forced out “Yeah.” It sounded like a squeak. She opened the door a little bit more and stood framed in moonlight at the entrance, hazy blue silhouetted every perfect curve.

Her hair had been pulled up and she threaded it though her fingers as she spoke, “We’re glad to have you.” She said, but Chris was transfixed at the sight of her bare shoulders and collarbone, OH! What he wouldn’t give to nibble and lick and-, “ummm sleep well.” she finished and was gone leaving the door slightly open.

Chris let out the breath he’s been holding. He watched as she entered her room, leaving the door cracked like his. The light was dimmer in her room, but as he watched she brushed the straps of her shoulders and let the gown flutter to the floor in a pile of silk. Air escaped his lungs painfully as she was clad only in a bare of lacy boy cut panties. He shut is eyes, horrified at his reaction to his friend’s sister’s slender back and delicious ass. He grabbed his throbbing erection and knew he wasn’t going to survive this Break.

The next day had gone by quickly. Trisha had made an excellent breakfast hustling around the kitchen like a domestic goddess even in her tight little shorts. He hadn’t seen her since though.

Kyle had invited two girls over, Samantha and Katie, for a swim during the afternoon. He was hitting on Samantha right now. Sam ignored him for the most part focusing more on her drink then Kyle. They were in the basement, and he was playing pool with Katie, who seemed unbelievably bored. She was there for his benefit since Sam and Kyle had a sort of history. But Chris couldn’t pay Katie any attention, and honestly she didn’t seem that interested either. Chris knew his reason was sitting in the den across from the pool table. He didn’t know what Katie’s was and didn’t really care.

He pocketed another ball closest to the den, Nadia looked up from her schoolwork at the impact. She’d been sitting there in her white summer dress for at least and hour and a half, sighing, writing, crossing her legs, tapping her pencil and driving him damn insane in the process. She smiled at him now and his half erect dick bobbed. From behind him Katie slammed her stick down.

“Fuck this dumb ass game.” She hissed, “I’m out.” And she left just like that.

Sam made an excuse and followed her out Kyle hot on her heels. Chris had watched the whole spectacle with amusement and relief. Nadia cleared her throat behind him. He hadn’t seen her leave the den. She was chalking Katie’s abandoned stick.

“Spoiled Sport” she commented. He nodded. She smiled leaning over, Chris sucked in a breath at the amount of cleavage she exposed, and knocked a ball into the pocket closest to him. It was a tough shot and he was impressed. He gestured to the table with an arched brow. “I play a mean game of pool.” She explained. “Are you up for it?”

“Yeah.” He said. Nadia killed him.

Chris was hot again; he’s spent the rest of the afternoon with Nadia, playing pool and cards and taking her to dinner since Trisha wasn’t home to make anything and Kyle was still chasing Sam. They’d had a nice evening, laughing and talking without awkward silences and or tension, and when they weren’t talking it was nice just being with her. He’d helped her with her homework and found out she wanted to be a photographer, and that she was dreading senior prom, since she didn’t have a boyfriend and thought the whole idea was ludicrous. He smiled, she was really fun to be around and so hard to resist, his smile dropped.

He could hear her in the bathroom like the night before, tinkering around; she ran the water briefly and something clinked with something else. When he heard the light being shut off, gebze escort his breathing quickened, say goodnight, say goodnight, say goodnight he chanted silently.

“Chris?” her voice was soft and his heart slammed into his chest she was right at his door peeping through the crack.

“Yeah.” He said.

“Can I come in?” she asked. He sat up abruptly. Letting the sheet fall from his bare chest. It pooled in his lap.

“Sure.” He said and the door opened, she slipped inside and left it cracked again. Moonlight came in though the window leaving abstract designs on her face. “I just wanted to thank you for hanging out with me today. It was really nice and I had a lot of fun.”

“It was my honor really.” He said. She smiled and came closer.

She opened her mouth to say something but licked her lips instead; “Are you naked?” the gruff in her voice made him shiver with lust. And the glistening trail of moisture her tongue had left on her bottom lip made his penis surge with blood. He NEEDED to kiss her, to feel her lips and to taste her.

“Uh.” He cleared his throat trying to force word, any words out. “No, I’m not.” He finally stammered.

Her eyes shut and she drifted, he jumped up, hoping the dark concealed his erection. “Are you okay?” He reached out to steady her, touched her forearm lightly, her skin was so soft and warm he almost groaned. She drifted a little off balance and put her hand on his chest for support. The small touch sent shivers down his spine and caused goose bumps to appear on his flesh. She sucked in her breath like it affected her too. “Nadia.” He nearly growled his voice was so rough with desire.

“Ummhmm?” She replied staring at his chest. “Can I kiss you?” Her face jerked up to his, lips parted in surprise and it was all he could take.

He found her lips, and he knew from the moment he touched them they were the sweetest he ever tasted. He kissed her gently at first then he sucked her plump bottom lip into his hungry mouth. She moaned in delight and fell into him making small noises as they kissed, he ate them. He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips and she opened without hesitation. He slipped his tongue inside, groaning as she kissed back. He ran his large hands along her arms, her sides and curves, then finally, her right breast. He cupped it and weighed it in his hand feeling the bump of her nipple in the center of his palm. He forced her against his chest were the other nipple abraded him through her nightgown, he wanted to devour her. Chris pinched the erect nipple in his hand lightly and Nadia cried out in his mouth shoving him away from her hard.

He lost his footing falling back into the still warm bed. She was on him quick as a cat. Shoving her tongue in his mouth touching him everywhere she had access. Across his chest, shoulders, neck and face, though his hair and even the sides of his thighs. Straddling him he took the opportunity to run his hands over her lush bottom that had tempted him only the night before and every second after that. He found it bare. He broke the kiss. Her silky mint green nightgown, the very same style as the one the night before, except even shorter with a small slit at the bottom was now bunched around her waist.

“Your not wearing panties.” He said huskily. Even in the dark her could see her blush.

“I-.” He kissed her hard, not caring for the reason only glad for it. He gripped her ass, running one hand along the plane of flat stomach and the other down until he found her swollen sex. Heat greeted his fingers and he cupped her hot mound. She made a noise somewhere between a moan and a purr.

“Oh baby, you’re so wet.” He ran a finger over her clit and teased her opening with his index finger. His fingers were soaked. Chris was amazed. This girl was sodden, for him, he couldn’t believe it. He shoved away the thought that this was Kyle’s sister, he didn’t give a shit anymore, he wanted her sooo badly. She took his ear lobe into his mouth, sucking gently.

“I need you.” she whispered breath caressing hotly. konyaaltı escort

He flipped her onto her back, smothering her with kisses as he pulled the hem of her gown over her head. She didn’t object. He tossed it aside and looked his fill. Her hair had not been pulled up and it lay disheveled around her shoulders. He brushed it behind her and licked a hot line up one breast, and over one hard puckered nipple. She threw her head back and let out a long sigh. He took it into his mouth and her legs wrapped around his hips. He ground himself into her automatically, her heat and juices soaking though his boxers beckoning him to enter her. He released her breast blowing on the tightened peak. She moaned, and whispered his name. He loved when she said his name. He ground into her again and she ground back whispering it again. He took her other breast into his mouth and gave it the same treatment. Letting one hand roam; letting his fingers slide in and out of her soft swollen lips. He circled her hard clit, thrust a finger deep until she cried out and he withdrew, giving her only teases. Not enough of what she craved.

She started to plead with him. Begging him and over.

“Please. Please. Please. I’m so close. So close.” He knew that yet he almost shot his load at her confession anyway. “Be in me pleassssse.” She said. He scooted loser dodging her hands that tried to get him back. He spread her legs wide, almost coming again at the sight of her open and willing and ready, sooooo ready.

He licked her molten core once and that was all it took. She cried out louder then ever before, shoving a pillow on her face to muffle herself as her body bucked wildly. If he didn’t get in her right now he was going to explode, he shoved of his boxers unleashing his rock hard cock, climbed up her body removed the pillow and looked down at her face, into her half-shut glazed over eyes.

And he was in love. There was nothing he could do, and nothing he wanted to do besides make love to her. His chest burned with it.

“I need you now.” He said, she licked her lips and nodded.

He kissed her sweetly letting her know with his mouth what he couldn’t say outright. The head of his dick pulsed at the opening of her dripping cunt and he was slowly getting covered in her juices. He slid just the head and it wasn’t enough, he impaled her slowly because she was incredibly tight, it couldn’t have been more then her second time. He took a deep breath and filled her completely, they yelled in unison as he hit her cervix. He started to pump her as soon as she got used to his size. Their breathing mingled as he fought for control. He could tell she was close again and he wanted her to cum. He shifted his hips and gave it to her slowly. She yelled his name. He thrust deep once and then slowed again not even giving her all of him. She cried out again, reached for his ass, but not quite making it because he was so much taller. Her nails bit into his lower back and he thrust deep again then went back to not giving. She called him a bastard and he laughed, her breath was coming so fast he knew she was dying; he nibbled on her collarbone, then on the side of her breast.

She came then racking his back with her nails and crying out, “Oh Goooood!”

He pushed him self all the way in feeling her muscles clench him tight. “I wont torture you anymore.” He said when she stop yelling and was breathing heavily.

“Don’t.” she said and he pounded into her, giving her everything as fast and as hard as he could, there was no stopping. Her hips met his on every thrust sending him deeper and deeper; he felt her come and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He came in a scolding rush, filling her like a cup as wave after wave of pleasure attacked their bodies. When he was drained, he collapsed on top of her, carefully as possible, their sweat made them stick together in all the right places, her boobs on his chest, her stomach on his, her thighs on his thighs.

The fan felt so good on his back, the breeze cooling his hot body. He withdrew from her, their juices drenching their thighs and groins and spooned behind her, the fan ruffled her hair. He wanted her again, in everyway he could think of, and he could think of many. He ran a possessive hand down the length of her body and she moaned for him. He pulled her close and she snuggled into the crook his body made for her and slept. This break was going to be memorable. He’d make sure.

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My earliest memories of childhood are clouded in a mist of sorts. I can remember my daddy coming home at weekends but nothing of him during the week. As I got older it became clear he worked very hard for us.

One of my most abiding memories of him is standing for hours on Friday evening, waiting for his car to come into the drive. As soon as the engine stopped I would rush out to meet him, jumping into his arms.

He had a warm comfortable smell about him, a mixture of engine oil and tobacco – he smoked a pipe in those days. He would throw me up in the air and put me on his shoulders as he marched into our lovely home.

But suddenly he didn’t come home. I was seven and couldn’t understand why. My mom told me they were going to divorce, but I didn’t know what it was about.

Then my mummy met another man. She brought him to our home and told me to call him Daddy, but I couldn’t. My daddy was a big man who loved me so much, not this rather smarmy little man she had in her bed at night, Mom making all sorts of very strange noises, frightening me.

Because I didn’t like him, couldn’t like him, I was sent to boarding school at ten, made to grow up before my time. I know I became a right little bitch, but made friends at the all girl school, even going home for the holidays with my new friends.

Anything to not have to be in the same house as her new man. He made me feel so strange with his sneaky looks every time I was not fully dressed. He would take every opportunity to come into the bathroom when I was bathing, and his hands were always touching me.

My dad used to send me parcels every week, and money. I was probably one of the richest kids in the school, always having the best clothes, but I so wanted to be with him. I wrote to him, sometimes twice in one day, always begging him to take me with him, but Mom had custody of me till I was eighteen.

At last that day came, my birthday, eighteen at long last. Oh, how I longed to go to him. My birthday present was a new car, a shiny new bright red Mini.

The head teacher gave me the keys and said, “There is something in the car for you.”

I rushed out to unlock the car and on the seat was a road map, with directions to his home.

The letter read “There will be a proper grown up party for you at seven this evening. Please, don’t be late.”

I studied the map for ages, till I knew every turn I had to make, right to his door. My best friend had been invited so was going with me on this first ever journey in my own car. I had passed my test as soon as I was seventeen, so I’d driven on many occasions, but only the school’s mini buss.

I can’t remember much about that journey except it brought me nearer to my dad. At last we turned the corner. His house stood well back from the road. It was huge. He had done very well for himself, now owning of the company he used to work for.

He met me at the door his arms going out to pick me up like he used to but he stopped and said, “Perhaps it’s not the way to treat a very beautiful young woman.”

Instead he took me in his arms and hugged me tight, the smell of oil and tobacco still there. I had come home at last.

The party was great, even the older people seemed happy with the rock band, not once complaining about it being too loud. The food was fantastic, but the highlight of the whole evening was when he took me onto the floor and waltzed me around the room in his big strong arms. I felt so safe, at last.

My friend was almost as smitten with my dad as I was. She talked about him all night, telling me how wonderful he was and what a lucky girl I was to have such a wonderful dad.

We crawled out of bed at lunch time the following day. Dad was up and working in his study so we made some breakfast and sat with him as he worked at whatever it was he had to do.

He announced it was time for a swim, “I hope you girls have brought your bathing suits with you.”

I told him we hadn’t known he had a swimming pool.

“Not to worry,” he replied, “there are some things in the bedroom that will probably fit you.”

I suppose you ought to know what we looked like. I was five feet five high, with a trim size ten figure, but my boobs were a lot bigger than my size ten ought to have, only 34″ but double D. My friend was about the same size, just a little shorter with normal size C cups.

We found some swimming things, but they weren’t the sort we were used to, our school swimming costumes were the regulation black with full bodies. All we could find were very skimpy bikinis, and even those were a bit too tight around my bust, causing me to almost spill out over the top.

With a towel wrapped round me to hide the fact that I was too big for this costume, we went down to the pool. It was outside but covered by a roof and surrounded by a high hedge, giving us total privacy. We got in quickly because both of us felt overexposed. Do you remember your first bikini? Well, this was much smaller then it ought to have been.

Dad came giresun escort out in a pair of Speedos. Yes, they were the fashion then, black and very small, emphasizing his masculine charms.

“Oh my goodness,” my friend gasped, “he looks like some sort of god.”

I was annoyed at her remark, after all, he was my dad. He dived in, swimming across the pool towards us. My heart was beating so hard. I didn’t want him to think I was too big, but knew he had noticed my womanly assets as we danced last night.

The bikini I had on was pale pink. It had become almost transparent in the water, and my nipples showed though. I know he noticed because his eyes kept straying back to them, no matter how hard he tried to look into my eyes. He just couldn’t help straying back to my tits.

“You look like your mother when she was your age, but even more beautiful.”

I know I blushed, I could feel the heat in my cheeks.

We swam for a while, all the time my mind wondering how the hell I was going to get out of the pool without showing even more of my very ample charms. Up to this point I had been so proud of my bosom. The other girls at college had been so envious of the attention my tits received, but at this moment I would have gladly swapped my friend for her more modest “C” cups.

Dad climbed out and walked across to the BBQ shouting, “I hope you girls like steak, because it’s all I’m good at cooking.”

There was nothing for it, I had to get out. And because of his idea of eating outside, I was going to be in this revealing outfit for the next hour or so at least.

He had loungers around the BBQ so we sat on either side of him as he expertly cooked the steaks. Because of the angle of the seat I was leaning back showing my tits off to his roving eyes. He also noticed my flat tummy and I’m sure he sussed out the wet triangle of my tiny briefs, only just hiding my smooth pussy.

Why did an eighteen year old virgin take the trouble to depilate her bush? It’s simple really, I hate hair on my body. Except my head, of course. Some of my friends had hair on their legs and under arms, but I thought it looked horrible, so at first I shaved it off. I later learned about better ways, so bought a machine that made me so smooth. It made me feel so womanly and cute.

The effect of this tiny bikini and my smooth pussy was the material pulling into the cleft of my sex and accentuating the shape of my outer lips, leaving not a lot to the imagination. I noticed his trunks were struggling to contain his rather large package, it seemed to have grown since he first walked to the pool. Was he getting off watching his own daughter?

Later that evening my friend’s parents called to pick her up. We had arranged it earlier because my dad’s place was halfway home for her. We kissed and held each other, not knowing when we would meet again. Our college course was over now, we were going into the real world.

She whispered in my ear as she left, “I think your Dad is the sexiest thing on legs.”

I gave her a slap on her bum as she climbed into the car.

That evening I learned so much about my Father, and his failed marriage. I never knew what had split them up. Apparently my mum was having an affair with the man she brought into our home all those years ago. My dad wanted me to live with him but due to his life style it was agreed that I would be better off with my mum. If only he knew the truth.

We sat talking into the early hours of the morning, him asking about my life, wanting to know who I had dated and even asking me how far I had gone with the boys I went out with. I thought it would have embarrassed me to talk like this to my dad, but it was just so easy, he seemed to make me feel safe.

I told him I had petted and even held a boy’s cock in my hand but never gone all the way with any of them. I explained how it didn’t feel right at the time. I admitted to him that one boy in particular had touched me there and made me feel so sexy, but something had just held me back.

He told me how proud he was of me, for being so strong, “It should be something very special the first time. You were so right not to have given in to the temptation.”

We at last went to bed, Dad in his own room, me in the guest room he had prepared for me. It was perfect, a mix of girly pink and teenage horror, even my favourite group posters on the walls, with a TV and music centre, everything a girl could want.

He had gone when I got up next day. His housekeeper, a stern looking older woman, came in to clean and prepare our evening meal. We couldn’t have been more different; she was as black as I am white, she was short and plump to my skinny, her hair was short but mine hung down my back in great waves of shimmering auburn. We had one thing in common though, she had a huge bust, even bigger than mine.

Jasmine, as I found her name to be, was a widow who was glad of having the work to supplement her meagre income. We became yalova escort friends that first day despite my first impressions of her sternness. She showed me all over the house, telling me where everything was kept and showing me how to use the huge range in the kitchen. I love cooking so asked if I could prepare the evening meal.

With her help I made Dad’s favourite supper. As soon as she left I dashed up to my room, finding the best clothes I owned, right down to my very best underwear, a balconette bra and matching thong in soft pink. You may have guessed my favourite colour is pink. I finished the outfit with hold up stockings and a short skirt. My top was a bit daring but he had seen most of me, at the pool yesterday.

I added a little of the perfume he had provided for me, it looked and smelt very expensive. I had just finished putting the final details on his supper, and myself, when he breezed in asking, “How’s my favourite girl?” He took me in his arms, giving me a kiss that made my knees go weak.

The meal was a wonderful success and he complimented me many times. The wine was stronger than any I had drunk before and I could feel it going to my head, making me say and do things perhaps I should not have.

We sat in the lounge watching the TV for a while before he asked if I wanted play chess. He knew I was good, but I didn’t know how good he was. We played for over an hour, before deciding to give it up for the night at a stalemate. It was getting quite late, but tomorrow was Saturday so he didn’t have to get up for work.

I had felt his eyes on me so many times, it was confusing. I was quite used to men looking, with my chest it was almost normal, but he was my dad. It made it feel somehow perverted, but it also turned me on so much to think he fancied me.

I went to bed and played with myself to relieve the feelings that had built up in my body during the evening. I remembered what my friend, Sandy, had said about my dad being the sexiest thing she had ever seen, and as I reached my climax it was him I was thinking of.

Dad woke me the following morning with a coffee. He sat on the side of my bed in just a robe, and not a very long one. It just about covered his obvious erection, but only just. I had on baby doll pj’s, not hiding much. They were pink, of course, and see through; just a little lacy strappy top with a thong. The covers hid me from the waist down.

I didn’t feel so embarrassed this morning, it seemed more natural to be with him in this rather daring attire. I sort of felt proud that I was so good looking, more so than ever before. I wanted to look sexy for him.

I had to go to the loo, and the en suite was only a few feet away but I knew as soon as I pushed the covers back I would be very exposed.

I said, “I must go to the loo, do you mind?”

He stood up and walked towards the door. As I stepped out of the bed, he turned to say something. I will never forget how his face lit up with pride and yes, lust, as he took in my body standing there in nothing but a little lace that enhanced my figure rather than hide it.

I ran to the toilet, locking the door behind me. I was shaking, but not with fear. His look had done something to me that I simply can’t explain. His eyes had made me feel so desirable, so downright sexy. Stripping of my pj’s I got into the shower to try to wash away the feelings he had generated deep inside me.

What can I say, it didn’t work. The hot water streaming down my body just made me feel more turned on, to the point where I had to use my fingers to give myself another orgasm and even that didn’t lessen the lust I had for my dad.

Wrapping a large towel round my body I ventured back into the bedroom and found him still standing where I had left him, his face was a mirror of my own feelings.

In a very gruff voice he asked, “What the hell are we going to do about this? I feel terrible wanting my own daughter, but you remind me so much of your mother when we first met.”

I said, “Come sit on the bed with me, let’s talk about this.”

I thought I was so grown up, giving council to my own father. As soon as he came near me the feelings multiplied by hundreds. I almost grabbed him, having to use every bit of self control I had to stop myself.

We tried to talk but as soon as I opened my mouth I knew talking wasn’t what we needed.

I just looked at him and pleaded, “Show me how to be a woman, please, Dad.”

He held me in his strong arms for a long time, my breathing shallow, my heart racing, my hand so near his huge erection.

Did I dare touch it?

I let my hand wander those few inches till I was touching his enormous cock. My fingers opened, letting it slip into my hand. It felt so very big and hard. He groaned as he felt my tiny, cool hand on his hot cock.

Dad moved to give me easier access to his wonderful cock, as we were so close it was difficult. In doing so it caused the towel to slip down my yozgat escort body, exposing my naked tits to him. His hand, like mine, was drawn towards them, first just touching the tips. It was like getting an electric shock as his fingertips touched my hard nipples.

We sat holding each other for some time, it was the most natural thing in the world to me. No embarrassment at all now, just a feeling of deep contentment. His fingers making little circles round my engorged nipples, sending wonderful feelings down my body and making my pussy throb with wanting.

He eased me back till I was lying across the bed, the towel slipping down to the floor. He stopped touching me, then standing between my legs just looking down at me.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your body is perfect. I want you so much.”

I closed my eyes, and waited for him to penetrate me.

Being so naïve, not understanding what can happen between a man and a woman, I expected him to just stick it in me. I wanted him to so much, but he was on different plane than me. He knew how to please a woman.

He dropped to his knees, his face only a few inches from my sex. I could feel his hot breath on my naked pussy, making me feel so hot and sexy. Then he did something I will never forget. His tongue parted my lips, finding my clitty instantly. It only took a few seconds of this wonderful sensation to bring me off big time.

As I thrashed around the bed in the throes of the biggest orgasm of my young life, he just watched till I regained some level of control of myself.

He repeated, “You have the most amazing body I have ever seen,” and with that he returned to my pussy.

His tongue entered me like a tiny cock probing my inner lips, flicking my clit every so often as I begged him to make me come again.

Of course he obliged, making me come so many times I lost count.

“Your turn now.”

I honestly didn’t know what he meant.

“You will have to tell me what to do.”

He stretched out on the bed beside me, his cock sticking up. So sexy.

“Kiss it for me.”

I leaned over till it was touching my lips, not knowing what to do with it.

“How do you want me to do it?”

“Just open your mouth and let it in.”

I did as he told me. It felt so big. My mouth was open wide but it pulled at the corners, as he pushed about two or three inches in.

It was uncomfortable leaning over as I was, so thinking it would be better, I got up on my knees, moving between his legs. This was much easier. He groaned as I took as much as I could in my mouth, sucking and nibbling on his big knob. By the sounds he was making I had got it right, he sounded like he was enjoying it.

I had never dreamt of this. Sucking a man’s cock was something I had not contemplated, but it was making me so horny to give him so much pleasure.

“Slow down or you will make me come.”

I didn’t want to stop, his groans of lust were like music to my ears.

But he had warned me and suddenly his cock erupted in my mouth, almost choking me as his come streamed out. I had to let his cock come out of my mouth, but his stuff kept coming, splashing all over my face, in my eyes and down over my tits. He must have come gallons.

I sat back on my heels looking down at my dad. His face was a picture of pure pleasure. He looked at me, his come running down my face and dripping onto my tits.

“Are you sure you haven’t done that before?”

“Never.”

“You are either a very quick learner or a complete natural. That’s the best blow job I have ever had.”

His cock had softened; I thought I had done something wrong, so asked him why it had gone little again. He smiled, explaining that a man needs time to recover after a climax, not like a woman, who can go on having one after the other.

“Don’t you like it when it’s little?”

“I don’t know but I want it inside me,” I replied, “how long do we have to wait?”

He laughed and told me if I wanted it big again quickly to do what I just done again, but first he wanted to do something to me. He laid me back on the bed, and kissed me both on the lips and on my tender nipples. He kissed all his come off me, letting his lips nip my bare flesh all over till I was a quivering wreck.

By the time he had finished I didn’t need to do anything about his cock, it was as hard as iron again. He moved till he was between my legs, his hands on either side of my head, his cock only a fraction of an inch away from my waiting pussy.

I have no idea why I knew I needed to guide him into me, it just seemed the right thing to do. As his cock entered me, my hips tilted up to meet his cock with no conscience thought from me, just pure instinct.

He lowered his body down, driving his cock deep into me. Yes, it hurt just a bit, but the sensations were thousands of time greater than the pain. Then I felt his coarse hairs touching my bare sex and thought it was right in. I sort of relaxed, but he pushed more into me, this time with some passion. It took me by surprise, so much so that I climaxed.

If I thought the orgasm he had given me with his tongue was good, this was on a different scale altogether. It felt as if it came from my toes and rushed through my body like an express train, taking all of my senses with it, exploding in my head.

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It’s all the Ex’s fault, Ch 16

AUTHOR’S NOTE: It’s all the Ex’s fault

It was intentionally written without names.

LEGALESE: Don’t read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.

Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup

Have I said how much I enjoy watching her get dressed in the morning?

She knows I’m watching her. The way she covers her pussy with those thongs, making sure it fits snug up against her just right. Getting her tits to sit just so in her bras, sheer or thin silk, she makes sure it takes my breath away when I look at her.

And the production she makes when she wears stockings is enough to make me want to bend her over right there. Too bad she’s stronger than me…. She lifted her skirt on the way out to show her crotch, already getting damp, framed by her stockings and garter belt. “Think about this today…” she gave me a quick peck and a squeeze of my rock hard cock and was out the door.

Have I said how much I hate watching her get dressed in the morning…

I did manage to get dressed and off to work. I did have to pause at the door, the fresh air making me realize that the apartment had a distinctive aroma of fresh pussy… you can’t buy a better scent!

The girl on the night shift snickered at me as I came in again… seems to be a bit of a habit.

I enjoyed a lazy Monday, things went pretty well. I got a call from the rep that afternoon. They were sending two machines in for a beta trial, they should arrive later in the week and that she would be coming out sometime as well. She got my girls cell phone number, she had some questions…

We texted each other several times that day, but didn’t have the right time to actually talk. Letting me know the blond was coming over after school to do some laundry before heading home to sleep and that she did get the call from the rep.

I came home to a wonderful sight, the blond leaning over the washer, a thin strip of a thong separating her cheeks. “Emmmm Emmm Emmmmmmm!”

She jumped a bit, then turned around letting me see her thong trying to work its way up between her pussy lips. “Hi..” she said with a grin.

I tossed my jacket on the couch and walked over to her, putting my hands on her hips. I leaned forward enough to give her a nice kiss on the neck. “Hi yourself.”

She pushed my hands down and around to her ass before wrapping them around my neck to pull me in for a nice kiss. “Is that any way to greet a half naked woman?” and resumed her kiss, pulling me in tight, her nipples trying to drill holes in my chest.

I enjoyed myself, but not really getting into it, not wanting to create problems with my girl.

She pulled back and looked at me, “She did tell you I was going to be here?” I nodded. “And you know she knows how I dress?” I shrugged my shoulders.

She pulled back and took my cell phone from my pocket. She typed out a text, then showed it to me.

I have half naked blond doing laundry here… then sent it.

She had just wrapped her arms around me when my phone dinged for an incoming text.

A HALF NAKED WOMAN… IN OUR APPARTMENT! You better take care of the other half, and make her scream for being only half naked… LOL

I showed her the text, she giggled and smiled, pulled her thong down past her ass cheeks, rolled back on the edge of the couch to kick them off and spread her legs.

I didn’t make her scream…right away, I got a lot of groaning when I slipped two fingers into her pussy to play with her g-spot while nibbling on her clit. The screaming came when she was starting to cum and I slipped the tip of my pinkie into her ass. She wrapped her legs around my head pulling me in tight, making my chin force my fingers deeper into her pussy and ass.

“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUUUUU……” she slid off the arm of the couch and down onto the cushions, her legs slipping from around my heads, but still quivering with the last of her orgasm. I looked into her eyes as I licked her juices from my fingers, then took her thong and tossed it into the washer with the other stuff and closed the lid to let it start.

I got a couple of cold bottles of water, taking one over to her, and kicked back on the couch just above her head. “So how long have you two been together?”

She about spit her water out, coughed a bit, then hesitated. “I…uh…”

I reached down and cupped her tit, giving it a slight squeeze. “It’s OK, it didn’t take much to figure it out after the trip home. I just need to know… are we competing or sharing?….”

She relaxed and looked up at me smiling and hoping, “Sharing?….”

I rolled her nipple between my fingers smiling, “So… how long have you two been together?”

We sat up and snuggled, talking about my girl while groping each other. She was getting pretty tired, so I picked her up and took her to the spare escort beykoz bedroom. “What are you doing?”

“You’re getting tired enough you’re not making sense, get some sleep, I’ll put your stuff in the dryer.”

“Like I’ll get any sleep with you two in the house?”

“We’ll keep it down, your stuff will be ready for work.”

She pulled me down for a kiss as I laid her on the bed. “thanks…” she said softly, gave me another quick peck, and pulled the covers up over her naked body, snuggling in.

I turned the light off and closed the door. I grabbed a book and kicked back on the couch, and yes ladies I remembered to switch the laundry over to the dryer, making sure there weren’t and delicates in there before I did. Nothing like having a perfectly good excuse to go through a woman’s underwear!

Mmmmmmm! Jeans and tops…. And lots of thongs! All kinds of thongs, tiny sheer ones and nice lacy ones, everything that would show off and accentuate. Bras were about the same. Some nice sheer ones that had absolutely NO support, the lace ones were about the same. Only a few that actually had anything to them, but with the colder weather coming in I couldn’t begrudge her the need to keep those beauties warm now could I?

I kicked back reading some more until the buzzer went off on the dryer. I took her tops and underwear out, but put the jeans back in for a bit more time, the seams were still damp.

I looked at all the laundry in the basket, and then grinned with a thought. I went to the bedroom and moved some of my stuff down to a lower drawer, then put her bras in one and her thongs in another, keeping a nice lacy set out, and one of the thicker bras out just in case.

I was laying a top and her bras and thong out on the back of the other couch when my girl came in.

She dropped her books and grabbed me up, “Hey handsome!”

I gave her a nice kiss, “Hey gorgeous,” another quick kiss, “Keep it down, she’s sleeping in the spare bedroom.”

“And you’re out here going through her underwear…” she said with a grin.

I shook a finger at her, “No, I’m just pulling stuff out of the wash and laying out her stuff for tonight.”

She looked over my shoulder at the top, the bra and thong pair, and the other bra. “What, no pants?”

I gave her another kiss, “Hmmm, interesting thought, but no, they are still in the dryer.”

She pulled back to look at me, “So…did you make her scream?”

“Eventually…” I began unbuttoning her top to give her tits a nice squeeze. “then we had another nice discussion…”

She was leaning into my squeeze, “about what?”

I gave her a slow kiss, “you….”

She stiffened a bit, but kissed me back, “what about me.” She pulled back to look at me.

“I asked her how long you two had been together…” she stiffened significantly as I squeezed her tits again and gave her a peck on her neck.

“And?”

“And asked if we were competing or sharing…”

She relaxed and pulled me close, “Sharing…” she said softly.

“Emmm Hmmmmm,” I pulled her head around for a nice soft sensuous kiss, holding and caressing each other.

“Why don’t you go hop in the shower while I get her jeans out of the dryer, I’ll be in in a minute.”

She looked back at me smiling, then gave me a quick peck and headed for the bedroom, her top coming off as she went through the door.

I took her jeans from the dryer, folding all but one. I left it out with her clothes, taking the folded tops and jeans and setting them on the corner of our dresser. Then I joined my girl in the shower.

She had just about finished, rinsing her hair just as I was getting in. She took her time lathering me up, sliding her body allover me to do it. She rinsed me off, then we toweled each other. I love the way her landing strip glistened in the light when it was still damp…..

We crawled into bed and cuddled, she was talking about work and school, they had went over things in preparation for finals. She was rambling away when I leaned over and nibbled on her ear lobe.

She closed her eyes, clamped her teeth, and shuddered, “That little twit…” I cupped a tit and nibbled on her ear lobe again while rolling her nipple between my fingers… giving her another nice little orgasm….. she lay against me panting. “That’s not fair…”

“All’s fair in love and orgasms…”

We cuddled and talked a bit more until we heard our blond rummaging around in the kitchen. My girl turned to me quick, gave me an equally quick kiss, and scrambled to the kitchen.

I heard scrambling women, and our blond giggling uncontrollably. I came out just after a break in the commotion to find the girls on either side of the couches, doing their best to stay out of reach of each other. CAT FIGHT! NAKED!!!!!

I came up behind the blond, wrapping my arms around her waist, my firm cock nestled between her cheeks.

“Not fair! Two on one…” I muffled the last of escort sancaktepe that turning her for a kiss. My girl grinned at me, then came up behind her from the other side making it a blond sandwich. The girls tit to tit, me kissing her while my girl was nibbling on her neck.

Evidentially there was a secret spot on the blonds neck like my girls earlobe. The blond was wiggling and trembling between us. Once my girl had felt that she had gotten her revenge, she released the blonds neck, letting her collapse as much as possible squeezed between us.

My girl looked over the blonds shoulder at me, “What was that you said earlier, ‘All’s fair in love and orgasms'”

“And you expect me to go to work like this….”

My girl gave her a quick kiss, “I could always lick you clean first…”

“Uggggggg….” The blond wormed her way out from between us.

She scooted to the bathroom, then a bee line to her clothes. No sexy dance putting them on, more like putting on a suit of armor while keeping an eye on my girl. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, giving us both a quick, but guarded, kiss on the way.

“What was all that?”

“She has a ….ticklish ….spot.” she grinned.

I just shook my head, finished my drink, and went to bed. My girl came in to snuggle in, giggling a bit before we both dropped off.

Tuesday was a pretty normal day, but Wednesday… WOW

Seems our blond had forgiven us, I was woken up by her crawling into bed with us. We woke up a bit later, but the girls weren’t getting dressed as usual. It was thongs and one of my dress shirts each. And only the bottom buttons made it even better.

I must have had a confused look on my face “Study day, remember?” the blond said.

Oh yea, the conversation on the trip home….

I was going to have some cereal and head out, but since the blond was going to the trouble of doing up bacon and scrambled eggs I had some before I left. The real shocker was when I got home.

Now up until today, during the week I had come home to an empty apartment unless she didn’t have class, and then it was just us. BUT DAMN!

It was a good thing we had kept both couches and coffee tables. We had about a dozen people here, all crammed around the books piled on the coffee tables, several conversations going at once. Somebody had brought a hub, and there were at least four laptops going as well, with one of them hooked to the TV for a big screen.

And there in the middle of it was my beautiful redhead… hands waiving and gesturing to a buxom blond she was arguing with. Both of them with tits and nipples bouncing!

They were a band of rag tag college students, all except my girls …hmmmmm ….my girls. I liked the sound of that. Anyway, like I said a gaggle of college students, more girls than boys, but that was almost expected with my two. I didn’t recognize any that I could remember from either competition, and all the women were more dressed than my two, with the possible exception of the buxom blond. She had more on, but didn’t seem to mind her nipples standing out and her tits jiggling with every hand gesture.

I came up behind my blond, across from my girl, “Hey gorgeous!”

She looked up from her argument mid gesture, “Hey there handsome, I didn’t see you come in.”

The blond kicked her head back, looking up at me. “What am I, chopped liver?”

I leaned down close to whisper in her ear, “More like tasty tuna..” and started nibbling on her neck near where I saw my girl doing it this morning.

She shrieked, jumped, tried to swat at me, and pointed to my girl. “See what bad habits you’re teaching him?”

Most of the others laughed a little, a couple of the nerdy guys blushed, and a brunette on the other side piped up. “he can nibble on me any time…”

I just smiled and walked around the end of the couch like I was going for her, and a bit of a worried look crossed my girls face. But when I passed the brunette by and stopped behind my girl, turned her head, and gave her a serious kiss, there were hoots and hollers all around.

Now it was my girls turn to blush, “Sorry ladies, I’m already taken…” that made her grin from ear to ear. She did manage to make the introductions around the room, but I’m a face person so they went in one ear and out the other. I hung around for a bit, but as the conversations picked back up to a lot of legal jargon I grabbed something to drink and my book and headed for the bedroom.

I read for a while, then took a shower, alone for once. Although I do know one of the girls came in to use the toilet, not sure which one as I was taking a long shower and had things pretty well steamed up… oh well. About midnight the girls came to bed.

I got up in the middle of the night to get a drink, and discovered not everyone had went home. There was somebody snoring up a storm in the spare bedroom, loud enough to hear them through the closed door. A woman escort bağdat caddesi each on the couches, and one of them the buxom blond. I had to stop and look, her jeans and HUGE bra on the back of the couch while she laid there on her back, tits rolling of to the side a bit and nipples pointing up through a thin shirt mostly unbuttoned…..

I had to shake my head, not long ago I would have been trying to figure out a way to get a good look at them, or possible even play with them. But now, I remembered how difficult it was finding nice clothes for the ex, or getting her to dress to show them off. At least this one wore a nice lace bra that let her nipples stand out.

She started to roll over, and I remembered I was standing there with nothing on, so I headed back to the bedroom, remembering to grab some boxers from the dresser and put them beside the bed.

Thursday was interesting. We were up and out like usual, our over night guests had already made their way out. Late morning at work we got a delivery of the two beta machines. In unpacking the machines, I found a decent sized box with my girls name on it, I peeked inside and saw clothes, so I sent her a text to call me.

“What’s up handsome?”

“Hey babe, I was unpacking the new beta machines, and there’s a box inside with your name on it, looks like clothes or something…”

“Oh I thought I said something… oh well. The rep said she was cleaning out her closets, and was sending a care package. Anything I don’t want goes to the Goodwill.”

“OK, I’ll bring it home…. ” I walked in the door to find a black version of Monday with a bright orange thong splitting those black cheeks. I walked up behind her bent over the dryer and ran a finger over her thong above her rosebud.

She looked back over her shoulder and winked at me while wiggling her ass, then went back to pulling clothes from the dryer. I slid her thong aside and pressed my finger into her ass, making her hiss and freeze, I slid it in and out a few times before pulling it out suddenly, letting her collapse on the floor.

“DAMN YOU’RE ORNERY!”

I gave her ass a swat and went back to the box I had dropped on the couch. I pulled several things from the box, mainly jeans and tops, when I got down to some nicely folded stuff on the bottom.

I pulled out three NICE dresses, and some lingerie, I laid them out on the back of the couch, and thought twice and grabbed some hangers to let the wrinkles release from them. I was about to put the box aside, but it still had some weight to it. in the bottom of the box was a small box about the size of a show box but half as thick. It had a ribbon on it, and a card…. the card was from the rep. “To opening new horizons”

I had just finished my shower when my girl came through the door, it took me a minute to remember it was test night and not a regular class night. She hugged me and twirled me around. “So I take it you think you did pretty good on your test?”

“I had trouble with a few, but it was pretty easy….”

I brought my hands around to cup her tits a bit, then brought them up to begin unbuttoning her top. I kissed and nibbled and caressed while divesting her of her clothes, taking my time with her bra and thong so I could nibble on nipples and lick her pussy.

We went back out to the living room, and I got to enjoy a bit of a fashion show. She tried on tops without putting on bottoms, running her fingers over her nipples to tease me. Then trying a few of the jeans on topless, making her tits bounce as she ‘had’ to jump a bit to get them on..

The lingerie she held up, but I’ve never known a woman to wear another woman’s lingerie. The only thing she did set to one side was a corset and a couple of long line bras. Then it came to the dresses ….

There were several NICE ones, all of them with neck lines low enough to prevent the use of a regular bra, which explained some of the interesting lingerie she sent. And NONE of them had any kind of lining or did anything to keep her nipples from popping out.

But the last one… “WOW!”

“You like?” she asked, twirling around making the short skirt flare out almost completely flat, everything below the waist on display. Picture the Marlin Monroe dress from the movie, but with a skirt that barely came down to mid thigh. The wide band around her middle and skimpy little halter strip around her neck barely wide enough to cover her tits, much less even tried to contain them.

I slid down from the couch to my knees and lifted her skirt to put my head under, brought my hands up the back of her thighs and pulled her to my face. Letting my nose bump her clit while I ran my tongue between her lips. “Mmmmmmm, I guess you do like this one…”

“YA THINK?….” I forgot our black girl was still here….

I slid back out from under the skirt, and stood up to give her a nice kiss while helping her out of the dress. “Seeing those dresses I know why she sent some of the lingerie along…”

“Yea, she said some of them would require something special if I wanted to wear anything under them. I almost wore this one to the banquet out in Reno…”

“I’m not sure how you decided between them you look so good in both…and out of them too!” I pulled her to me, my cock rising between her legs. “What’s in the box?”

She looked at me wide eyed, “What box?”

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