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(traduit de « Sorority Spite» par Cindy Silver Eyes)

« Hey, Cindy, on a une surprise pour ton anniversaire…

— Vraiment? »

L’étudiante de première année fut toute excitée par cette nouvelle, et non parce que des filles presque nues entraient et sortaient des douches après leurs exercices physiques. Cindy avait rejoint l’équipe de volleyball féminine de l’université privée de Boston très vite après son arrivée sur le campus, dans la continuité de son parcours sportif du lycée. Elle y avait été capitaine de l’équipe de volley féminine, capitaine de l’équipe de relais féminine, capitaine de la troupe de pom-pom girls, et, bien sûr, reine du bal de fin d’année… Mais ce qui était bien plus dur que tous ces postes était de parvenir à entrer dans la sororité ΧΠΣ — elle était bizutée pour y entrer depuis déjà deux mois, suivant les traces de sa sœur Cathy qui en avait été membre quand elle était étudiante à l’université de Boston…. En fait, la plupart des filles vraiment canons étaient à la fois membres de la sororité ΧΠΣ, et membres de l’équipe de volley. Sa sœur était une ancienne de ΧΠΣ, et cela comptait beaucoup pour devenir membre — Cindy avait donc présumé qu’elle allait être accepté facilement, et ce même si elle était bien plus timide que les adhérentes typiques de ΧΠΣ… Elle était impatiente que l’horrible procédure d’admission finisse, surtout maintenant que la fin de la période de bizutage n’était plus qu’à deux jours.

C’était Brooke Masters qui s’était montré la plus grosse garce de toutes pour sa candidature, et elle était aussi l’actuelle présidente de ΧΠΣ… Aussi, Cindy était franchement surprise de l’entendre parler d’une surprise d’anniversaire pour elle… Mais c’était pourtant vrai : aujourd’hui était son anniversaire, Cindy venait d’avoir ses dix-huit ans.

« C’est merveilleux! » Cindy sourit à Brooke — peu importe à quel point elle était exaspérée par l’arrogance de celle-ci, il valait mieux l’avoir de son côté — en tout cas jusqu’à l’étape du bizutage soit fini. « Alors quelle est ma surprise? »

La nouvelle étudiante était entourée de consœurs à moitié nues, toutes gloussantes et murmurantes entre elles…

« Oh, eh bien, tu connais mon petit-ami? Rob? »

Bien sûr, Cindy connaissait Rob — lui et Brooke formaient un couple parfait ; il était le capitaine de l’équipe de foot américain et il n’avait rien à envier à Brooke en matière de fatuité. Il était, paraît-il, le dernier rejeton d’une longue famille d’héritiers de Nouvelle-Angleterre et il aimait jouer les m’as-tu-vu, au point de circuler sur le campus en BMW…

« Oui, et bien… quel rapport avec Rob? demanda la bizute blonde.

— Le truc, c’est que… comment dire? Que je lui ai, en quelque sorte, promis un cadeau vraiment chouette s’ils gagnaient leur match de samedi… » — et c’est ce qu’ils avaient fait, détruisant l’équipe de Syracuse qui jouait pourtant à domicile. Les mecs étaient encore en train de se vanter de leur victoire trois jours plus tard, gueulant et blaguant dans le vestiaire d’à côté. Et ayant eux aussi finit leur entraînement en ce moment, il était impossible de ne pas entendre leurs hurlements déchaînés à travers les minces murs.

« Ok… et?

— Et donc, ce que je lui ai dit, c’était que, s’ils gagnaient la partie, et bien, voyons… j’ai dû dire à Rob quelque chose… à oui! Qu’ils auraient une jolie bizute bien roulée à gang-banger… oh, et pour rien de moins que trois ou quatre bonnes heures.

— Quoi!!!? »

Brooke s’était placé si près de Cindy que la grande brune aurait pu lui rouler une pelle si elle en eut envie…

« Ouep — et il y a ça… » — soudainement, Brooke révéla dans sa main droite une culotte froissée toute rose. Cindy la reconnut immédiatement comme sienne.

Et avant que Cindy puisse protester sérieusement, deux filles placées derrière elle lui saisirent les bras. Elle commença à s’affoler quand elle sentit qu’on lui serrait quelque chose aux poignets — C’était comme si on lui avait passé une de ces nouvelles menottes en plastique… Elle ouvrit la bouche pour crier, mais elle fut promptement réduite au silence par son propre sous-vêtement, puisque Brooke lui remplit la bouche de la culotte. S’assurant qu’elle y reste bien enfoncée en lui nouant un cordon autour de sa tête…

Alors que la jeune étudiante se débattait contre les filles qui la retenaient, il se dessina sur le visage de Brooke une expression de moquerie: « Franchement, je doute que ce bâillon reste en place bien longtemps, vu le nombre de bites que tu peux t’attendre à pomper ukraynalı gaziantep escort aujourd’hui. Mais ce sera aux garçons de décider — nous, on fournit ce qu’on a promis, et eux, ils font comme ce qu’ils en veulent… »

Cindy se débattait comme si elle avait pris feu. Mais maintenant deux autres filles de plus étaient venues seconder les premières, et elles l’immobilisaient complètement…

« Oh, arrête de protester, petite salope, » le sourire de Brooke s’élargit : « on sait que tu vas adorer te faire gang-banger par l’équipe… On est au courant de tous tes fantasmes secrets de pute… Eh oui, Mandy nous a tout raconté… »

Le visage de Cindy prit une teinte rouge vif, elle se tourna sur sa gauche, posant son regard sur une des filles qui lui tenait les bras ; c’était Mandy, elle aussi étudiante de première année et bizute à la même sororité. Il y avait eu une sorte de rivalité entre les deux filles dès qu’elles s’étaient rencontrées, mais tout de même! Elles étaient dans le même bain, toutes deux bizutes!

« Ouep, tu as été bien imprudente de laisser le mot de passe de ton portable alors que Mandy traînait autour — elle s’est montrée assez aimable pour venir me présenter tous les trucs de perverses que tu télécharges d’internet — et purée, t’es quand même une vicieuse sacrément refoulée, toutes ces histoires de tournante, tout ce bondage de merde… Je parie que tu n’attends que ça, d’écarter les jambes pour les mecs… Alors voilà ton cadeau d’anniversaire : une pièce pleine de blancs-becs qui crèvent d’envie de te sodomiser le cul à la queue leu leu! Comme dans ces histoires de cul que tu télécharges…! »

Le reste des filles approuva en se mettant à rire et à applaudir… Cindy recommença à se débattre, mais en vain : Brooke et le reste des filles se mirent à se rhabiller calmement, prenant des tours pour garder Cindy sous leur emprise. Bientôt, Cindy fut la seule à rester nue.

Elles la traînèrent hors du vestiaire – bien qu’elle assena des coups de pieds et tentait de crier à travers dans son bâillon-culotte. Brusquement elle se retrouva dans le couloir d’entrée du centre sportif de l’université. Ce couloir où étaient alignés tous les posters, les photos des héros passés de l’Université de Boston, les coupes, les médailles… Elle était passée à travers ce même couloir des centaines de fois dans son uniforme de sport, que ce soit pour aller vers le gymnase, où vers les tribunes — elle était mortifiée d’y être maintenant poussée à poil et attachée… Et vers un vestiaire plein de garçons hurlant et braillant…

Elles arrivèrent à la porte du vestiaire pour homme, Cindy agitait la tête en panique et grognait de manière incohérente.

« Maintenant chérie » souffla Brooke, « ne fait rien que je ne fasse pas! ». Toutes les filles se marrèrent, bien que Cindy, elle, continue de gronder…

Brooke donna un coup de pied dans la porte pour l’ouvrir, elle saisit Cindy par les cheveux et la poussa à l’intérieur. Immédiatement, les garçons arrêtèrent de se crier l’un sur l’autre pour rester la gueule grande ouverte.

« Brooke, ma chérie… » cria Rob. « Qu’est-ce que tu nous apportes là?

— Rien qu’une p’tite salope pour faire la fête…! » Brooke rigola et cligna d’un œil joyeux vers son petit ami qui était juste couvert d’une petite serviette. « Vous les garçons, faites-lui passer du bon temps — cette chienne est une grosse perverse et elle adore un bon gang-bang… »

Quelques mecs rugirent et se firent un high-five, pendant que le reste était déjà en train de mater le corps dénudé de Cindy avec une faim de loup et des regards de jeunes coqs agressifs…

« Et je veux voir toutes ces activités documentées! » gueula Brooke, avant de jeter une caméra à Rob, qui l’attrapa en plein vol — la brunette referma la porte de l’extérieur, pendant que les mecs criants et braillants assaillaient l’étudiante nue…

*****

Six heures plus tard, une BMW vint s’arrêter dans un crissement de pneu en face de la sororité ΧΠΣ… Deux heures du matin venaient de sonner. La porte passager fut ouverte brutalement et Cindy propulsée dehors : elle était couverte d’un peignoir pour homme trop grand pour elle et qui lui flottait autour.

Elle s’écroula sur la pelouse entourant le bâtiment, crevée et bien cuitée par tous les whiskys qu’on lui avait fait boire… Deux filles de la sororité la ramassèrent et la remirent debout « Eh bien, regarde ça, il y en une qui a pris son pied…! » dit l’une d’elle, pendant qu’on menait gaziantep ukraynalı escort Cindy à l’intérieur de la sororité… Elle fut portée jusqu’à la plus proche salle de bain et fut vite poussée sous une douche chaude – bien qu’elle réalisa dans un coin de son cerveau que c’était la dernière chose à faire si elle comptait porter plainte… Bien vite après, elle s’assoupit…

*****

Quand Cindy finit par se réveiller, il était presque quatorze heures — elle ouvrit des paupières lourdes. Elle avait dû se faire traîner dans la chambre, car elle se retrouvait dans un des lits de la sororité. Elle s’appuya sur ses coudes — elle était nue sous les draps.

Elle sortit du lit, enfila un des t-shirts « Eagles » de l’équipe de sport de l’université de Boston — Par chance, il était assez grand pour cacher son sexe.

Elle sortit de la chambre et descendit les escaliers jusqu’au salon de la sororité…

« Eh bien, eh bien… Mais qui a fini par se lever?! »

C’était Brooke : « tu te sens mieux après la teuf d’hier?

— Putain de salope… siffla Cindy

— Les filles! » dit calmement Brooke, et aussitôt trois filles saisirent Cindy, encore une fois.

« Laissez-moi seule! j’en ai plus rien à foutre de votre sororité de merde…! » cria Cindy avant de se faire à nouveau bâillonner, cette fois avec une balle rouge. Les filles la traînèrent au sous-sol, sans qu’elle tente de s’échapper… elle était trop fatiguée pour se débattre.

Elles la portèrent jusqu’à la zone des lave-linge, et la placèrent sur le couvercle d’une des vieilles machines — rapidement on lui ligota les mains derrière son dos en les attachants aux longs tuyaux courant le long du mur. Puis, elles lui écartèrent les jambes, et attachèrent chaque cheville à l’un des tuyaux. Ainsi elle était laissée assise en haut du lave-linge, ses cuisses écartées de part et d’autre de la machine et sa chatte bien visible trônant au milieu de la grosse machine métallique. Elle pouvait à peine remuer.

Brooke s’approcha d’elle en souriant, elle enfonça ses doigts sur l’encolure du t-shirt de Cindy — « Je déteste faire ça à un t-shirt de l’école, mais… » – et elle déchira le t-shirt de haut en bas, jusqu’à ce que le t-shirt lacéré tombe sur le sol, laissant Cindy complètement nue — l’étudiante se sentit monter le rouge aux joues.

« Oh oh, mais quelle vue…! siffla Brooke – bon, maintenant doit-on jeter un œil à ta fiesta d’hier? »

Il y avait en effet un dispositif de cinéma dans le sous-sol — et une des filles inséra le caméscope de Brooke dans le vidéoprojecteur. Aussitôt apparut sur un écran de projection l’enregistrement de ce qui s’était déroulé hier dans le vestiaire pour homme de l’équipe de foot…

Les yeux de Cindy s’écarquillèrent sous le choc — elle se voyait de retour là-bas, suçant l’énorme bite d’un gigantesque noir, et elle ne semblait pas être forcée de le faire. Tout au plus couverte de sueur et avec l’air de s’être fait baiser de fond en comble…

« On a fait un peu de montage sur l’enregistrement, on a choisi les meilleurs morceaux… » ricana une des anciennes de la sororité… « Et Dieu sait qu’on avait plus qu’assez de choix, avec les cinq heures de bande…

— Hmm… ça me semble être des relations tout à fait consenties pour moi…! » estima Brooke comme si elle était impartiale, « Une salope perverse obtenant le gang-bang dont elle rêvait depuis longtemps… Comme toutes ces abominables et perverses fantaisies qu’elle télécharge d’internet le prouve! Et de toute façon, on a vingt filles et vingt mecs pour en témoigner…! »

Cindy s’affola en réalisant que Brooke avait raison — tous ceux qui verraient cet enregistrement concluraient qu’il n’avait rien d’interdit en cours… À part le fait qu’elle se fasse gang-banger comme une grosse salope par toute l’équipe de foot.

« Et chérie… commença Brooke avec sourire suffisant — si dorénavant tu ne parviens pas à donner pleine satisfaction aux membres d’ΧΠΣ, on mettra en ligne le site web : www.cindycooperbaiselequipedefoot.com… et on n’oubliera pas d’y inclure toutes ces immondes fantaisies que tu as téléchargées. On se fera un plaisir de faire voir ça à… absolument tout le monde! Alors, qu’est-ce que tu en dis? C’est pas génial? »

Cindy regarda Brooke avec de la panique dans les yeux…

« Mais J’ai une bonne nouvelle pour toi : tu as finalement réussi à intégrer notre sororité! »

Un fou rire se répandit parmi les filles à cette annonce…

« Comme gaziantep ukraynalı escort bayan l’esclave de la maison! »

Les filles se mirent à applaudir et à rugir joyeusement.

« On a besoin d’une esclave qui se conduise bien, obéissante, qui nous fasse nos lessives, nous serve nos boissons… »

Il y eut encore plus de rires et de vivats…

« Oui, les filles, continua Brooke, quand notre petit copain à un pote qui s’ennuie, à quoi servirait Cindy si ce n’est à le distraire? »

« Ou imaginons qu’on doive se préparer un examen… et que l’on veuille s’assurer que notre copain ne déconne pas avec une pétasse malsaine — eh bien, on a juste à lui offrir les services de l’esclave de notre sororité…! »

« Ouuuuu…! » une des filles fit entendre son opinion, « si l’équipe remporte le prochain match et souhaite se faire un autre gang-bang pour fêter leur victoire…! »

Il y eut un applaudissement sonore et des cris enthousiastes à cette proposition — bien que Cindy, elle, écoutait cette idée en pure terreur…

« Sans oublier… » une des anciennes enchaîna ; « que certains parmi nous aimeraient se faire brouter la chatte, hein? »

Il y eut encore une ovation unanime… « je veux dire, bien sûr, on ne tolère pas de gouines chez ΧΠΣ, mais je dirais pas non s’il faut occuper la langue de notre petite esclave, je la ferais travailler là-dessous pendant un booon et looooong moment…! »

Brooke se tourna vers Cindy : « En fait, moi-même, j’aime assez me faire lécher le trou du cul… »

Cindy la regarda, dans ses yeux un dégoût absolu.

« Tu sais pourquoi on te fait subir tout ça ma petite choute? Je veux dire, en dehors du fait qu’on va adorer avoir une petite esclave maison à notre disposition? Hmm? Eh bien, ta salope de sœur… Cathy? Cette hautaine, gonflante sainte-nitouche de merde? Elle nous a fait vivre un enfer quand on était bizute… et même après, elle a continué à nous pourrir la vie… C’est vraiment une conne de première, non? Je suis trop impatiente de lui montrer que j’ai transformé sa petite sœur adorée en lécheuse de trou de balle…! Je me demande ce qu’elle accepterait de faire pour reprendre tes sextapes? Elle a prévu de te rendre visite bientôt? »

« Bon, on a fait le point, je crois… sourit Brooke. Pourquoi ne restes-tu pas ici pour regarder le reste de l’enregistrement, nous on remonte se prendre quelques bières… Et on en profitera pour réfléchir à ce qu’on prévoit de faire de toi ce soir, Hmm? »

Cindy n’était évidemment pas en position pour faire entendre son opinion, attachée et bâillonnée comme elle l’était, mais son désarroi était palpable… Désespérée, elle regardait la vidéo de ses exploits sexuels alors que les filles commençaient à monter une par une…

Ce ne fut que dix minutes plus tard que Mandy descendit les escaliers…

Elle s’approcha de Cindy en abordant un air arrogant…

« Eh bien, tu sais la nouvelle, camarade? Je viens juste d’être acceptée dans la sororité, c’est officiel! Donc je suppose que ça fait de moi, eh bien, l’une de tes Maîtresses désormais… »

Mandy retira ses baskets et ouvrit la porte de la machine à la laver, elle jeta ses chaussures dedans. « Tu sais, ces machines là, elles sont sacrément vieilles. Elles tremblent, vibrent comme des malades. Surtout quand il y a quelque chose d’encombrant dedans, comme des baskets…! Alors ça ne te gêne pas que je mette le programme long en route, non? »

Elle poussa le bouton, et la machine sembla prendre vie, s’ébranlant, cognant, se secouant. L’impact sur la chatte exposée de Cindy fut immédiat – elle gémit quand elle sentit son minou se mettre à vibrer à l’unisson de la machine.

« Je reviendrais tout à l’heure pour vérifier comment tu t’en sors, et remettre la machine en route pour quelques heures… » Mandy sourit, « Normalement, elle devrait être capable de te mettre dans un état de chienne en chaleur, mais pas puissante assez pour que tu puisses -ahh- jouir pour de bon! Alors, disons que dans environ six heures, tu devrais être à point pour mourir d’envie de te faire prendre dans un nouveau gang-bang bien sauvage, »

Cindy gémit dans son bâillon…

Des gouttes de sueur coulaient sur sa peau nue…

Elle devenait de plus en plus excitée…

Le ballottement et tremblement de la machine à laver était déjà en train de la rendre fiévreuse.

Mandy ricana : « Tu savais que j’étais bi? »…

Elle se pencha, et agrippa Cindy par les cheveux, elle embrassa longuement les lèvres de Cindy par-dessus son bâillon ; de sa main libre, elle en profita pour presser un des seins de Cindy et lui pincer méchamment le téton.

« J’ai voulu te baiser au moment où je t’ai vu — et, chérie, je vais vraiment adorer te mener à la baguette… »

Moqueuse, elle fit un signe d’adieu de la main à sa camarade bizute, et tourna les talons pour remonter.

Cindy ne pouvait rien faire, si ce n’est gémir silencieusement dans son bâillon…

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Impatience drove the dum-dum tapping on the steering wheel, and the digital clock glowered back at him. Annoyed, he switched the radio off. For almost half an hour, Jack waited. He could text her and tell her to get a cab home. No, that would ruin the weekend.“Come on, Laura. Where are you?”With a jolt of surprise, she arrived without him noticing. The cutting chill of December air and the scent of perfume filled the car. Laura slumped into the front seat, and the door slammed shut. The cloying tackiness of her lipstick on his cheek failed to lift his mood.“Hi darling, you been waiting long?”“No… only five minutes.”That gnawed at him. Quickly distracted, a passenger door opened, and she announced her entrance with tinkling laughter. Shimmying awkwardly along the back seat, Jack admired her lithe legs as her skirt hitched up and flashed her panties. Their eyes met in the rear-view mirror as a fillip to his funk. It was Amy, and she flashed him a warm smile. Laura’s friend and work colleague was an unexpected pleasure.The car sank a little more, and a callow-faced man glared back at him.“All right?” asked Jack.“Hullo.”“Jack, this is Eddie, Amy’s boyfriend.”Judging by Laura’s slurred intonation, it had been a good night… for everyone except him.“Get up to much, darling?” asked Laura.He steered the car onto the main road, “Not much.”Amy giggled, “Speaking of much, I know much more about you after tonight.”Jack grimaced into the rear-view mirror, “All good, I hope.”Laura’s tongue always loosened after a few drinks, and he could only imagine what she’d said. He might be irritated by their late arrival, yet, with a deep sigh, he would not let it show. Amy certainly looked good tonight. He was a sucker for a pretty face and a pleasant smile, especially if they were brunettes. Still looking immaculate, there were plenty of opportunities to admire her lithe, perky body.Slowing to approach a bend, an absent thought skewered him. Partners were not invited to the office Christmas party, yet Eddie was there as evidence. Accelerating away, it added to his annoyance, burdening him further.“Jack, I said they could stay in my spare room tonight.”Laura paused for a minute. It was clear she tried to act more sober than she was. “It’s miles home for them, and the hotels in town cost a fortune.”“Sure, no problem.”As their weekend plans fell apart, he tried not to let it show. Sure, it was Laura’s flat, and she could do what she liked, yet he wanted her to himself. Resigned to spending Saturday morning with three hungover people, he’d probably be called upon to take them home. He could use a drink now to take the edge off.At least the roads were quiet as Laura and Amy shared gossip; Eddie didn’t say much. Stealing glances in the mirror, Jack saw Eddie with his hand up Amy’s skirt. She did not complain as Jack enjoyed the view, churning a lusty heat into his loins. Whatever Amy saw in Eddie, the answer was right there.With her legs on the dashboard, Laura let her short dress ride up. The bare skin of her thighs melded effortlessly into the lace tops of her stockings. The clasps of the suspenders bit delicately into them. Jack found it hard to concentrate; the sight teased his unquelled ardour. He found himself in no man’s land of arousal mixed with exasperation.It was late, he was jaded, and his plans lay in ruins. Still, they brazzers had guests, and he needed to be a gracious host to impress Laura. The warmth and the tyres’ hum threw a soporific pall over his passengers. The mood had quietened by the time they arrived at Laura’s flat.-=-This was the post-party come-down, and the swoopy Balearic vibes from the stereo kept everyone interested. It was time for a nightcap, and Jack poured out a lusty helping of brandy. Putting it down in one, he poured another. He stole glances at Amy when he thought no one would notice. Her lustrous brunette hair shone with her sparkling jade eyes. A raven-black dress embraced her slinky curves.His eyes undressed her at every opportunity. Amy peered up and caught him. Jack did not give a shit when she grinned to acknowledge his guilt. Admiring her perky tits, he found himself talking to them rather than her face. Amy did not mind; on the contrary, she enjoyed the attention. Laura was drunk, knocking back more vodka and struggled to make herself understood. Eddie nodded and grunted his way through the conversation.-=-Jack stretched out his limbs against the crisp linen of Laura’s bed, and the brandy had done little to relax him. Wide awake, his mind clung to the hope that Laura might offer some drunken sex. Dim yellow light bled through the open door, and she tottered in. Struggling out of her dress, Laura complained about the discomfort caused by her lingerie and wobbled towards the bed. To Jack’s disappointment, she laboured with its clasps, throwing it to the floor.Focusing momentarily, she caught his puppy-dog eyes and twirled to show him her naked body. Before he could enjoy the view, she lost her balance and hit the wardrobe doors. Ricocheting onto the bed with a yelp, it broke her fall.Laughing and snorting raucously, she thrashed a bit to get under the duvet. The gossamer caress of her bare skin teased Jack, and the curves of her rear pressed against his naked loins. Wrapping his arm around her, he cupped her bare breast. He wanted to feel turned on, but the night was a washout. Amy and Eddie were next door, and the walls were paper thin. Eddie did a fine line in grunting, but at least Amy was entertaining, and he enjoyed her overt flirtatiousness. Jack would not deny his attraction to her and got an eyeful of naked flesh into the bargain tonight. This could be his silent revenge; in his mind, he would fuck Amy and pressed his burgeoning cock against the cleft of Laura’s arse.She was still trying to get comfortable, “I banged my hip on the wardrobe door.”Her tone pleaded for sympathy.“That’s because you are pissed.”“Am not,” she retorted, “well… not that much.”“You said tonight was employees only. Eddie doesn’t work for you guys.”“Did I? Oh, sorry.”There was a faint sound from next door, a gasp and a louder moan. It was obvious what Amy and Eddie were doing. Imagining the spectacle of Amy being fucked, all of this angst and frustration pooled into his twitching cock.It reinvigorated Laura, “They’re fucking! Dirty bastards!”A monotonous banging sound grew louder and kept time with their more audible moans. Jack nuzzled at Laura’s neck and shoulder, easing his stiff cock between her thighs. As the volume and its intensity increased, she squeezed.“Hmm, fuck, Jack. You are nice and hard. Did you miss me?”“Uh-huh.”What cuckold porno was a white lie when he was this horny? Listening to Amy’s kitten yelps was all he needed to give Laura a hearty fuck. They were clearly in the throes of intense passion. Craning an arm around his neck, Laura softly kissed his lips.“Let’s all fuck together.”“What? All of us in the spare room?”Laura smacked his behind, “No silly, here. Not too hard, though. I don’t want them to know we are fucking too.”He would be up for a foursome. Inspired by Amy’s very vocal moans, Laura stroked the steel hardness of his length.“Do it, baby. Stick it in me.”The noises from the next room had aroused Laura too, and he slid into her easily. Cosseting by her taut slippery tunnel, Jack pushed himself deeper inside, and the rising addiction took over. Finally, something to alleviate his peevishness. Everything would be fine if he could get his rocks off. Penetrated to the hilt, it encouraged Laura to rock back and forth. Lying in spoons, his strong hands dragged her back onto his length with a firm tempo. There was too much frustration inside him to take it slow.“Not too hard, Jack. Make love to me.”Chided and obedient against his better judgement, he slowed his thrusts.Next door, the headboard banged against the wall. Eddie was certainly in a less than gentle frame of mind. Amy’s cries of passion conveyed her frenzied state. Inspired, Jack bucked into Laura harder, hoping to inspire her. The delicious friction raised the tension in his loins, and the journey to his release had begun.“Fuck Laura, you feel so good.”“Slower, Jack. Slower… I want it gently.”With a sigh of frustration, Jack relented, and the contrast between the two rooms could not be starker. The staccato thumps of the headboard had a new sense of urgency. Amy’s cries seemed to stutter, and then a series of powerful yelps followed. Eddie was undoubtedly giving her a good time. The volume in the adjoining room appeared to have reached its crescendo. Harsh cries and loud grunts made it obvious; Amy climaxed and took Eddie with it.In contrast, Laura felt so passive, yet he pressed on. Reconciled that she was drunk, he was happy to do all the work. Something was wrong; her breathing did not match his thrusts. Long, sonorous and unrushed, he shook her shoulder.“Laura? Laura!”Exasperated, Jack withdrew, and the latent anger exploded within. Not inviting him to the party might have been an innocent mistake. It was understandable that Laura needed a lift home. He was the model of charm as a good host for her friends. To pass out as they fucked was off the scale.He considered driving home, but the nightcaps put him over the limit. Rolling onto his front, his hard cock pressed against his body. The intense need for relief surged through him with every beat of his heart. His mind was wired, and trying to sleep would be impossible. Dealing with Laura and Amy tomorrow would be torture in this state.Leaving the warmth of the bed, he would take matters into his own hands in the bathroom. With no empathy for Laura, his footsteps walloped the floorboards. Naked, he went to the bedroom door as she began to snore.“Oh fucking magic!” he hissed.Looking at the clock on the pedestal, it was almost three in the morning. Pulling the bedroom door closed, Jack turned to make czech porno his way into the bathroom.-=-“Hello.”“Amy! Oh, fuck this is embarrassing.”Instinctively, he hid his nakedness with his hands. Absent of any inhibitions, Amy stood there in the corridor, naked, with it all on show. Shamelessly, she looked him up and down, fixated on how he failed to hide his erection. Finally arriving at his gaze, a rueful smile greeted him.A gentle hand pressed against his chest, “Don’t be embarrassed. Did you fuck Laura too?”Her question reverberated through his foggy mind, “Huh? No… well, yes.”Leaning alongside him with her hand on the wall, Amy had no inhibitions. Gazing into her sultry and disarming eyes, he understood her open invitation. His eyes darted to savour each taut seductive curve. Broad-shouldered, the swell of her breasts hung flawlessly, each nipple crunched tightly into erect nubs. Her lissom curves drew him in and removed his self-consciousness. At the cinch of her waist, down her toned abdomen, the smooth hillock of her mons flared up between the gap of those long slender legs.Amy purred as his eyes rested upon hers, grinning widely to be appreciated like this.“Jack… either you fucked her or you didn’t.”Her overt display did nothing to ease his racing mind, “Amy, shouldn’t you….”Her soft lips pressed against his, igniting the embers of his ardour. He tried to fight it, and his surrender came quickly. The delicate vacuum on her lips and the tip of her darting tongue added more heat to his loins. Her caress drew him in, beguiled by another sensual kiss; their naked bodies pressed together. The rakish sound of snatched air announced his obedience as Amy pressed the hard swell of his shaft against her warm body.“Amy…” and he pushed her away.She chuckled, “What happened, Jack?”“She passed out.”Amy tutted, “And left you like this? That’s a terrible crime.”“Eddie? What about Eddie?”“Eddie does whatever I say. He’s very passive.”“Oh.”Butterflies lurched as his mind spiralled like a helter-skelter. Amy’s eyes dipped to his groin. She took his shaft, he’d been inside Laura, and it was still damp. She pressed her lips to his with a newfound sense of passion.His cock felt heavy; it had presence and girth, and Jack did not put up a fight. She rose on her tiptoes, kissing him again. Her arm wrapped around his neck as he clasped her thigh to his waist. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest, and she led his burgeoning shaft to the heat of her sex.“Oh, fuck,” Jack sighed, “Yes… I want you.”“Then take it,” she purred, “Eddie struggles with me, and I’ve had two loads out of him already.”Jack had no qualms and breached her cum-filled snatch. Amy whimpered, biting her lower lip. She threw her arms around his neck as he hoisted her slender body, pinning her against the wall. His shaft was long enough to take it all and fill her completely. It had the thick girth she liked.“Mmm… you are just what I need,” Amy whimpered, “I want more, Jack, a lot more.”Humping her, she squeezed on his shaft, “Do you want to give it to me?”From his narrowed eyes, he mumbled at first, “Yes, yes, I do.””You can’t stop, can you?””No,” he hissed.”You don’t mind about Eddie fucking me at the same time?””No.”Amy purred, “Mmm… that’s what I need.”Satisfied, she pushed back and untangled herself, forcing a grumble of frustration from Jack. He peddled backwards as she stole his breath with hungry kisses. Taking to her knees, her silky mouth engulfed his cock, and his head hit the hollow wall with a thud. Caressing his aching balls, she met his eyes, savouring his fevered expression.

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Julie was excited by Paul’s suggestion for a little ‘out of the ordinary’ sex, but unsure and nervous of her role in his set-up.

The reason for her uncertainty was because Paul wanted her to perform for him and Bruce.

His plan was for them to get to the hotel room before she did and hide some place where they could see her.

When she arrived her task was to slowly undress and then pleasure herself on the sofa while pretending to be alone.

By the time she had herself adequately aroused, he assured her, that they would be also.

Then without her knowledge they would spring from their hiding places and join in the fun with their ready cocks at her disposal.

She told him she loved the idea but wasn’t crazy about what she had to do, and wasn’t sure if she’d have the nerve to do it.

He told her that he’d leave an open bottle of wine in the room for her so she could have a couple of glasses to relax her.

She arrived early at the hotel and went to the bar for a couple to bolster her courage.

When she got to the room she was pleased by the atmosphere they had created for her.

The lighting was turned down to create a soft shadowy effect and there was calm sexy music playing.

Paul was true to his word, there was an open bottle of her favorite wine waiting for her.

She drank the first glass down in two gulps; after all it was the effect she was drinking for, not the taste.

The wine combined with the drinks she had at the bar and began having their affect on her.

She felt loose and playful, wanting to seek them out and expose their hiding places but she restrained her impulse and played the game for them.

While sipping on her second glass and swaying to the music she began to unbutton her blouse.

By the time she was topless and caressing her tits all inhibition had disappeared and she was feeling teasingly sexy.

She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor revealing her black thigh high stockings.

She slipped out of her panties and tossed them on the bed leaving her wearing only shoes and stockings.

By this time she was not only feeling the wine but the rush of sexual excitement from knowing she was being watched.

She slowly ran her finger over her clit and heard the sound of someone sucking his breath in like one does when seeing something extra horny.

Paul had thought of everything, there was even a towel draped over the sofa for her to sit on.

She reasoned that it must be the best spot for them to see from their vantage points.

She sat down on the towel, leaned back and spread her legs.

She ran her fingers through her slit again and confirmed what she had thought, she was dripping wet.

She slowly antep escort rolled her clit under her fingers and occasionally shoved them into her box to fuck herself.

She caressed her nipples until they were tight and sensitive and fingered her clit until it was big and juicy.

She wondered how much more they could take.

She reached into her purse, which she had placed on the sofa, and brought out her dildo.

After fucking herself for awhile she rubbed her cream from it onto her nipples.

Bringing it to her mouth she sucked it very sensuously, like she was giving it a real blow job.

That was the breaking point for the men; they simultaneously emerged from their hiding places and rushed towards the sofa.

They jumped up unto it on either side of her, two extremely aroused and ready men each eagerly lusting to get his cock into her mouth.

Paul won the race and while she hungrily sucked his throbbing cock Bruce brushed his on her cheek impatiently waiting his turn.

She began to alternate, stuffing one and then the other of their big hard cocks in her hungry mouth, seemingly unable to get enough.

She sucked their cocks in a frenzy of uncontrolled heated passion, getting all three of them to a highly stimulated state.

The men were kneading her tits and fingering her pussy as she hurriedly went from one cock to the other.

She gripped their cocks so tight that she wasn’t sure if their groans were from pleasure or pain, but neither tried to withdraw.

Paul jumped from the sofa, got between her thighs and pulled her towards him.

He plunged his craving cock into her, and while Bruce fucked her mouth he fucked her burning pussy.

She took Bruce’s cock in her hand and jerked it furiously while she licked and sucked his balls.

Observing her display of wanton sexuality Paul wanted to make her come.

He dropped to his knees, pushed his fingers into her and wildly tongued and sucked her lips and clit.

She came almost instantly and Paul knew enough to leave her clit alone for a while.

Bruce got her to sit on his cock and while she was getting fucked Paul stood on the sofa next to her to get blown.

Bruce sucked her tits while she sucked Paul’s cock.

Fascinated with the big tits he was sucking Bruce wanted to get his cock between them.

They move to the bed where Julie laid on her back and Bruce straddled her. Paul knelt above her head and when Bruce rubbed the head of his cock over her nipples, Paul rubbed his over her lips.

When Bruce got his cock between her tits Paul got his in her mouth.

Julie squeezed her tits together sandwiching Bruce’s cock between them.

She rolled antep escort bayan her nipples between her fingers and while he fucked her tits Bruce reached back and finger fucked her pussy.

Without warning Paul pulls his cock from her mouth and jumps from the bed.

She sees him go behind Bruce then feels his hands on her thighs pushing them apart so he could kneel between them.

He replaces Bruce’s fingers with his cock and begins fucking her.

With her mouth now free Bruce pushes his cock up towards it after it appears from the top of her tits.

She hastily licks and sucks at the swollen head before it disappears back down between her tits again.

With Bruce making familiar sounds of a nearing climax Paul rolls her clit under his thumb in an attempt to have them all come together.

From the haze of her overwrought emotions emerged a lucid thought.

The realization that she was about to have her first orgasm while experiencing her first threesome.

The thought of being pleasured by the stiff cocks of two men who lusted for her was like adding fuel to her already burning passion.

If sexual desire is nature’s enticement to procreation, then orgasm is its reward.

Overcome with nipple and clitoral stimulation her reward was massive, sweeping through her body like a wildfire.

Short circuiting all other senses and transforming her quivering body into a delivery agent of bliss.

Bruce’s cock covered her tits with his cream while Paul unloaded his into her burning pussy.

After a quick shower Julie joins the men who already have wine poured for her.

While sipping their wine they chit chat as if they had just met at a bar, even though they are all still naked.

Bruce got up to refill his glass and Julie could swear his cock was semi hard again.

‘You look like you’re ready to go again’ she said to him.

He walked over to where she was sitting and said ‘see if you can inflate it by blowing into it.’

After they all stopped laughing, she took it in her mouth and felt it grow.

Paul sat back in his chair and began tugging on his.

Pretty soon he was seeing Julie getting into sucking on Bruce’s now rigid cock.

Not being involved, but just sitting there watching, gave Paul such a horny rush that the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

Being an observer and not a participant made it seem like they were unaware of him.

He had never been so turned on, yet didn’t want to do anything but watch.

He seemed mesmerized and incapable of any action except jerking on his horny cock and staring.

Not many would understand the intense erotic sensation it afforded him to watch her escort antep have sex with another man.

He wasn’t sure himself, but he didn’t question it, it worked for him and judging by the look on Julie’s face it worked for her too.

The look’ of course’.. It’s the look on her face that drove him crazy.

At that very moment he understood that it was the pleasure she received from it that turned him on so much.

Her pleasure was his pleasure.

Bruce gets her to stand then embraces her from behind; he takes her tits in his hands and kisses her neck.

Their naked bodies seem glued together as they move to the rhythm of the music.

She bends her head back towards him and he runs his tongue over the lips of her open mouth.

Her pink tongue darts out to meet his and they swirl around each other in an erotic dance that drove Paul wild.

Suddenly his tongue disappeared into her mouth and she closed her lips around it.

Watching her gentle sucking of Bruce’s tongue, Paul thought it was even more erotic than watching her suck his cock.

With her body arched back, her pussy was pushed out towards him, as if taunting him to come and sample its pleasures.

Bruce was kneading her meaty nipples between his fingers, she was moaning into his mouth while slowly moving her body to the music.

It was like seeing her in a whole new light; she looked so hot, so desirable.

He wanted to jump up and devour her, to kiss, caress, suck and fuck every inch of her seductive body, even while she was sucking Bruce’s tongue.

But all he could do was stare, he was captivated by their foreplay and by its affect on him.

It was like experiencing a whole new type of sex.

A type of sex that drove him absolutely crazy with desire for her yet left him unable to break the spell of voyeurism.

He knew he was experiencing something unique, something that may never have the same effect on him again.

He’s so horny by now that he can’t even touch his himself without setting it off.

Julie notices his condition and wants his extremely excited cock in her mouth.

With Bruce’s clutched tightly in her hand she leads him towards Paul until she’s standing in front of him.

She bends over and guides the cock in her hand into her dripping pussy, at the same time takes Paul’s aching hard-on into her mouth.

She reaches for her clit and immediately begins moaning.

Now in a state of extreme arousal, Paul notices the look of a pending orgasm come over her face.

Her fingers move faster, her moans become louder and more urgent.

The sounds of her approaching climax prompt Bruce to pick up his tempo.

Each of his intensified thrusts drives her body forward and brings a gratifying groan from her.

She’s coming so hard that she’s oblivious to anything but her own pleasure.

When Paul’s cock begins squirting in her mouth it brings her back to reality.

She hungrily sucks and swallows every last drop of cream from it while Bruce fills her pussy from the other end.

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A fictional account, but inspired by a girl I once knew who lived a very different life to ‘the norm’.

All characters are over eighteen.

*****

My lover arrived at 2pm, she was greeted by my wife with a kiss on the cheek and then my wife left. She uses these occasions to go visit with our son or one of our daughters, leaving me to have my ‘private time’.

After my wife went through the menopause she was a slightly changed lady, she still enjoyed our sex life together but her needs and likes and dislikes had altered, she sometimes complained of pain. Before her menopause my wife enjoyed sex three or more times a week, and there were very few restrictions on what we did, nowadays she enjoys vanilla sex about once a month, she likes and needs no more.

After a year or so of that situation we mutually agreed that I was in need of more than she was happy or willing to give, so we agreed on a lover. The arrangement was simple, every couple of weeks or so, at a time convenient to all, my wife would go out and I was free to fulfil my every whim and desire as long as I withheld nothing about my relationship with my lover from her. It had worked out very well, we were all very happy.

I am sixty years old, my lover thirty six, she does everything my wife used to do, and more. She is young, beautiful and very, very willing.

I had taken my Viagra pill before my wife left, in fact she had reminded me to take it, I had a shower and slowly masturbated as my lover took a bath. My lover likes to take a bath when she visits me , often calling to me to ‘scrub her back’. She did so on this occasion, and as I entered the bathroom my now totally erect cock stuck out from my bathrobe.

“Mmm, I like the look of that!”

Opening my bathrobe fully I showed off my seven inch penis, not the super stud size you see in porn films but plenty big enough to satisfy my young lover.

The smile on her face followed by her open mouth indicated what she wanted, I leant forwards and she took me into her gaping mouth.

I love this, she licks and sucks me as she arches her back a little to raise herself up out of the water so that I can observe her rubbing herself, masturbating for my benefit.

This is something we both enjoy, watching each other masturbating, and often doing it to each other, the intimacy is what seems to excite us both, doing something normally so private is a huge turn on for both of us.

When I get the first feeling of an impending orgasm I pull back, it wouldn’t do to come too soon, the afternoon is just getting started.

I leave the bathroom as I am told to “Give me five minutes” and go along to the living room to wait.

As I sit and wait I ponder on my life, what did I ever do so right to deserve the life I now had, a loving wife and family and a young lover who for all intents and purposes knew no boundaries when it came to having sex with me. What’s more my wife approves and encourages my actions. I am a lucky man.

I hear my lover call, I go along to my bedroom and enter.

She is waiting for me, sat on the bed wearing a one piece lace body suit. She lays back on the bed and I drop my robe to the floor as I approach, she lifts and opens her legs.

I see that she has laid out several towels and is lying on them, always thinking ahead, she is a planner, wouldn’t want to mark the bedding!

“Eat me, lick my cunt, drink my juice!”

She knows I like this dirty talk, not all the time, but there is a time and a place, that time and place is now.

I gently rub her knees and the insides of her stocking covered legs, black stay up stockings and four inch stiletto heels, my favorites. I escort sitesi stand in front of her as she raises her knees and opens wide for me. The sight of her mostly shaven sex, just hidden by the gusset of the body suit is a massive turn on for me, I feel myself get even harder.

Pulling the gusset to one side my lover uses the other hand to massage her sex, I can clearly see the slickness of her moist opening, beckoning me to taste her nectar. I resist the temptation and slowly masturbate. I am proud of the size of my penis, I am at least an inch bigger than I used to be before starting to take Viagra. I am as hard as steel and have more circumference as well.

With my free hand I gently stroke her labia then gently push a finger into her, she hisses as my finger slides deep within her. We both continue to masturbate as my finger slides easily in and out of her soaking vagina. I look at the bed, next to her are laid her toys, a seven inch vibrator and a much smaller G-spot vibrator along with a tube of water based lubricant.

Her long blonde hair and her pale blue eyes along with the red body suit and black stockings and shoes made me once again take stock of my blessings, I am indeed a very lucky man. Unlike my wife with her size ‘A’ cup breasts and her tight petite frame my lover has ‘D’ cup breasts and a taller though no less ‘athletic’ body, and she loves showing it to me. She says that her husband doesn’t appreciate her looking after her body the way she does and doesn’t use her the way she likes to be used, unlike him I love to make her orgasm, as many times as possible. I appreciate every millimeter of her beautiful body.

When my wife and I first came up with the idea of my taking a lover, or ‘fuck buddy’ as my wife suggested, she admitted that it would excite her to know and possibly even witness the fact that I was having sex with another woman. When she admitted that she had talked about such things with her two younger sisters and that one of them had expressed an interest in taking part in such an arrangement I was overwhelmed with feelings of love for my wife of so many years, and her sisters, would they really be willing to go so far for me?

Yes they were, and they had proved it, but I was brought back to the present by the demand to “Lick me!”

I complied, bending down I licked my way up her soaking slit, tasting and savouring the taste of pure sex, sex freely given with no thought of any personal reward other than enjoyment.

I licked and sucked, totally enjoying the taste of her freely running juices, covering as much of her pussy as I could, I couldn’t envelop her whole vagina as she kept on masturbating telling me “more, more!”

I lapped up her juices, licking my way in and out of her luscious hole as she entreated me to suck harder and lick deeper. When she suddenly leaned up and grabbed my head between both her hands and started to shudder I knew she was orgasming, and then I felt her flow hit my tongue as her climax hit her so her nectar hit me. Greedily I drank from her soaking pussy.

As her shuddering decreased I pulled up and away and watched as she continued to slowly rub herself, this time more for her own benefit than for mine. I knew what she would want next so I climbed up on the bed and knelt by her head, offering my cock to her.

While continuing to rub herself with one hand she reached up and grasped my cock with the other and pulled me to her mouth as she raised her head a little. She licked my head and pushed back the bit of foreskin that hadn’t moved back as my cock had enlarged. She had always asked that I not wash too enthusiastically under my gaziantep escort sitesi foreskin

“I want to taste you, not your soap!” She sucked me deep into her mouth, a feat my wife could no longer do since Viagra. I had been surprised by the effects of that medication, longer, harder, and for a longer period of time, even my girth had increased, the factor that now prevented my wife from taking any more than an inch or two into her mouth, it wasn’t that she was unwilling, she just couldn’t physically do it.

My lover however can, and she made murmuring noises as I fucked her mouth, pushing in further and further until I hit the back of her throat. She gagged a little but pulled me in even deeper anyway.

With my cock deep in her throat she let go of me and reached behind me. Unable to reach what she wanted I leaned back a little and took hold of the seven inch vibrator that I knew she was trying to get. She opened her legs just a little wider and I gently rubbed the pink ‘friend’ over her sex.

I slowly positioned the vibrator and pushed it into her, in and out in time with my manhood as I throat fucked her as well as used her vibrator on her.

Once again I felt the urge to come so pulled out of my lover’s mouth.

Sitting back I watched as my lover reached down and turning the screw end of the vibrator setting it to high intensity. I watched, enraptured as this beautiful woman slowly at first but picking up speed, fucked herself with the vibrator. I reach inside the bodysuit and cupped her D cup breast, eliciting a low groan as I fondled the hard nipple.

With my hand on her breast and her hand ramming the vibrator in and out of herself my lover demanded that I come in her mouth, she wanted to drink my cum. She didn’t need to ask twice.

As she hammered the vibrator into her depths I jacked off in front of her face, her mouth open wide waiting for my inevitable explosion, she wouldn’t want to miss a drop.

I ejaculated, violently. My hot white spurts went straight into her mouth as she raised her head and managed to open even wider. Two, three, long spurts followed by a couple of smaller ones and I told her I was done.

Closing her mouth she swallowed then lifted her head further and took me back in her mouth, using her tongue around my head and sucking me dry. I was softening and pulled back my foreskin to allow her to lick around the head of my penis which she did with gusto. She suddenly pulled away and gave a little squeal.

She orgasmed. Digging the heels of her four inch stilettoes into the bedcovers she arched her back and gave a long loud low moan as her legs seemed to vibrate along with the vibrator deep inside her vagina. With her free hand she grabbed at her breasts, squeezing and nipping them as she now gasped to get her breath.

As she slowed her breathing she turned her head towards me and once again opened her mouth to receive my cock. Still sliding the vibrator slowly in and out of herself she gently sucked on me.

When she had regained her breath she pulled away and murmured “Eat me”.

I threw my leg over her so that we were in the classic 69 position, my cock starting to harden again as I began to throat fuck her, she tilted her head back to allow me to penetrate deeper.

I leant forward and went down on her, the vibrator still deep inside her now soaking pussy. As I lapped up her moisture she seemed to just get wetter and I could hear the little murmurs of appreciation as I flicked her clitoris with my tongue and then gently (and not so gently) biting it.

When we both came up for air my young lover gasped “Fuck me now, gaziantep escort bayan sitesi I need you to fuck me!”

I climbed down from the bed and stood in front of her, her legs up and wide open, ready for the finale of our afternoon tryst. I took hold of the pointed heels of her shoes and pushed higher and wider. “Do it now, please, put it in me, fuck me now!”

I looked down at her wide open vagina, a sight I never tire of seeing and a sight she loves to show me. She reaches down and rubs herself with two fingers before using those same fingers to open her labia even wider. “Drill me, put your cock inside me and fill me up!”

I plunged forwards and penetrated deep inside her, my hard cock sliding easily and quickly down inside her soaking passage. My lover gasped as I bottomed out deep within her. I was still stood on the floor and the slapping noises as I thrust in and out of her vagina were loud in my ears.

“Yes, yes, she cried, fuck me hard and deep!”

I crawled up onto the bed on my knees, pushing her legs ever higher. I was now holding her thighs down with my own, her stiletto heels pointing straight up to the ceiling.

I was fucking my young lover straight downwards, trying to drive her down through the mattress, she was more or less doubled up, her knees level with her breasts.

As I pounded down into her she screamed “More, more, harder, harder, fuck my cunt!” She was far from passive, I felt her hips attempting to raise and meet my pelvis as I hammered down into her. Our sex had turned primeval, we were now just fucking out of control, neither of us could have stopped even if we had wanted to. Neither of us did want to, I cannot explain my feelings, my wants, my desires, or hers, all I know is that what we were doing encompassed our whole beings, it was what we were at that moment, nothing else mattered except our mutual lust.

I’m not a moaner myself so I just gritted my teeth as I burst inside her, the head of my cock hitting her cervix as I ejaculated deep inside her. She on the other hand was very noisy as she began to quiver as her climax overtook her. I looked down at her as she spasmed, again and again her body quivered in pleasure and she cried “Yes, Yes!”

Finally I stood back up and watched my cum pour from her as I fought to get my breath. She stayed as she was, slowly lowering her legs and getting her own breath back.

Suddenly she giggled and remarked that she was soaking, and that it was all my fault, which of course it was. “Clean me!” I knew what she would have liked, but drinking the mixture of our combined cum was never a favourite with me, instead I lifted the end of the towel and gently wiped her with it. “Spoil sport!” Sometimes she’s never satisfied.

When she sat up I asked if she had enjoyed herself? “Always, you know that! I think I can manage an hour on Wednesday if you’re up for it.”

Was I up for it? Of course I was, and she knew it.

How are you getting on with that husband of yours, is he still as useless as ever?

“Yeah, and he still wants to have my arse, I just tell him no way!”

She lays back and lifts her legs again.

“Do you want to lick it for me?”

I don’t need to answer as I bend down and lick around her dark little puckered hole, I wet a finger in her vagina and then slide it into her anus, in and out, finger fucking her ass.

“Are you hard enough?”

“No sweetheart, I’m not that young anymore.”

“Oh well, pity, next time then!”

My lover may not allow her husband anal sex but with me there was no such restriction, we have no restrictions and no taboos, anything goes.

After showering together and washing each other’s bodies in the process we both dressed and had coffee. It was time for her to leave and as my lover got into her car my wife drove up and waved to her, she called over to my wife.

“I’ll see you later Mum, give me a ring, I might come over on Wednesday!”

And so my wife and I watched our daughter drive away. I am indeed a lucky man.

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The moonlight streaming in from the 12th floor window between the gap in the curtains shot across the girl’s bare buttocks, accentuating their shape and firmness. She was young, probably no more than 20, but Tom had never asked. She had been coming on to him every time he was in the restaurant, thrusting her chest towards him, playing with her hair as he engaged her in light conversation before ordering. She was discreet when Tom’s dinner guest was sitting at the table, but that ended as soon as he was alone.

“It’s not me,” he thought. “Just another blonde bimbo. The celebrity is what she craves.” He was in his third term as Senator, and he could pretty much write his own ticket to the Presidential nomination in five months if things continued as they were. The Senator’s strong chin, chiseled features, lean body, and full head of thick, brown hair were splashed across tv screens on a nightly basis, and attention from the opposite sex was nothing new.

And he certainly wanted her, his cock hardened at the sight of her, the smooth, rounded limbs, the firm young ass, and deep cleavage he had trouble pulling his eyes out of. She was blonde, of course, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to know exactly what he was feeling. He had wanted to fuck her the first time he saw her. Instead, he waited until the perfect opportunity. Tom’s wife was out of town, and he was dining alone. He had slipped a note to the girl along with a credit card to pay for his meal.

He spotted her when he walked through the lobby of the hotel; she was sitting on a sofa just off the main lobby, twirling her hair. Her legs were crossed, and her arms were folded beneath her breasts, causing them to swell over the top of her blouse.

Nearly a half hour passed before Tom heard the knock on his door. His cock sprang to life as he crossed the suite and looked through the eyehole. She was standing with her back turned, looking left and right. He opened the door just as she was about to knock again and he hurried her inside. She introduced herself as Michelle, even as she was pulling off her top. Her breasts were huge, and bobbled beneath her bra as she shook her hair free, tossing her shirt to the side of the room.

Tom watched her silently as she reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. She let it slide down her arms, before tossing it aside as well, baring her enormous breasts to Tom’s greedy eyes for the first time. All feelings of guilt left Tom as he feasted on her young flesh, abundant and firm. Despite their size, Michelle’s tits stood proudly high on her chest, topped by small, erect, pink nipples that sat dead center inside her half-dollar size areola’s.

Michelle dropped to her knees in front of him, unzipping his pants quickly, allowing them to drop to his ankles. He tangled his fingers in her silky, golden hair, and his head dropped back as he felt Michelle’s wet tongue begin to caress his balls. He groaned when she took them in her mouth, sucking on each one, moaning as she slathered her tongue all over his sac.

“Oh God, that feels so good baby,” he moaned, looking down at her. She was looking back at him, and he groaned even louder as she sank down on his throbbing erection, her full, wet lips sliding along the length of him until her nose pressed into his pubic hair.

He fondled her tits, allowing the firm, gorgeous flesh to bulge between his fingers. The heavy globes were soft and pliable, and he worked them hard while Michelle milked his cock in her mouth. Just the mere scent of Michelle’s young body was driving Tom wild, and he knew he wouldn’t last long. He could already feel his orgasm approaching. Michelle stroked his balls while her mouth quickly moved up and down his shaft. Her free hand clutched around his throbbing cock, and followed her mouth up and down, while Tom pinched her nipples.

Michelle pulled her mouth off his cock, and rose up a bit, grasping her breasts from the sides. She squashed them together, creating a huge valley of young flesh, and he thrust his cock between them. She dipped her head and spit down into her cleavage, and the Senator’s cock drove between her mounds, using the spit as lubrication while the engorged head drove towards Michelle’s darting tongue.

“Fuck my tits, baby, fuck ‘em hard,” Michelle said, staring up at Tom’s face. His passion had boiled over and felt the cum rising after just a couple pumps.

“I’m gonna cum all over you, slut,” he cried. “Here it is, bitch.”

Michelle fisted his cock again, aiming the head towards her open mouth, the first blast of cum squirting directly on to her dangling tongue. She worked the cock between her lips, jerking the cum into her throat. Again and again, the Senator’s seed splashed against the roof of her mouth, and she swallowed his semen as quickly as she could, milking the balls dry with her soft hand.

Tom received blowjobs as a regular benefit of office. Everyone from eager high school girls, to horny housewives had gone down on him over the years, and he preferred to cum all gaziantep escort bayan over their faces, taking pleasure in seeing their expressions as huge ropes of his white, hot semen splattered in their hair, dripped from their cheeks, and dribbled from their chins. But Michelle was different, she was as beautiful a woman as he’d ever seen, and he would have done anything she asked.

“I’ve wanted to eat your cum for so long,” Michelle cooed, standing before him as she stripped his shirt off.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he breathed, dipping his head to suck at her tits while she stripped her skirt off. He drank from her breasts as she held the back of his head, his hands squeezing the breasts together, his tongue snaking out over the nipples. His fingers dug hard into her flesh, and his mouth pulled urgently at the nipples, and Michelle began to groan louder as she stepped out of her miniscule thong panties.

Tom examined her body, amazed that his cock was already beginning to rise between his legs. For years now, sex with his wife amounted to a couple of quick pumps inside her before he shot his load, rolled over, and fell asleep. They had no children; Denise had been given an emergency hysterectomy years ago. Even so, their sex life had dwindled, as Tom grew busier and busier. Denise warmed to the life of a socialite, making the rounds on his campaigns, and enjoying lunches at expensive restaurants and country clubs around the country.

Michelle was at least a foot shorter than the Senator, who stood 6 feet, 4 inches tall. Her long, slightly wavy blonde hair hung to the middle of her back, and the soft light from a lamp off to her right glinted off her highlights, as she stood naked before him. The tits were incredible, Tom had never seen a more perfect pair of breasts, and Michelle thrust them out as she followed his gaze down her body. Below her breasts, her stomach was flat and muscled, her waist, tiny. Her hips flared out below her waist, and her thighs were smooth, firm, and rounded. Her sex was completely shaven bald, making her appear even younger than she probably was.

Michelle spun around, giving Tom a view of her perfect, toned ass. The cheeks jutted out from her body, full and round, and the slit between them was long and deep, creating large globes of flesh that churned Tom’s already raging lust.

He walked over, pressing his throbbing cock into her ass cleavage, his arms encircling her waist to cup the heavy tits. Michelle leaned back into him, stroking her cheek against his as he kissed her neck, pushing the hair away from her shoulder to drag his tongue along her smooth skin.

“I’ve wanted you a long time Senator,” she whispered, cupping his hand, which had crept down over her sex. She was wet, and Tom wasted no time sliding a finger between her lips, pressing up into her velvety hole, sucking a kiss from her lips as she began to ride his finger. Tom held her as she writhed against him, his cock sliding along the crack of her ass as she rode his finger, encouraging him to push a second finger inside her tight sheath.

Soon, Michelle exploded, crying out as her fluids rushed from her sopping hole, dripping down her legs. Tom continued fucking her until her orgasm subsided, then he kissed down her smooth back, before kneeling, his face inches from her gorgeous buttocks. He squeezed them in his hands, kneading them roughly, and Michelle pushed back against him. He slid his tongue between her buttocks before pulling them apart, and she flinched as she felt him inching toward her puckered hole.

She sank back against him as his tongue snaked inside of her, his fingers sliding up her smooth thighs to stroke her clit. Tom slipped his tongue from her ass to explore her sex, lapping up the juices that had rolled down the inside of her thighs. Finally, he stood, picking her up by the ass, and impaled her roughly onto his throbbing cock. She arched her back as he threw her down on the bed, driving his cock deep into her tight sheath, crying out as her sex clamped down on his raging erection.

“Fuck me so hard, baby,” she said, squashing her breasts together while he began pumping her. Tom hadn’t penetrated a woman besides his wife in years, and Michelle’s pussy was as tight as anything he’d ever felt. As his straining cock pushed through the smooth, warm folds of Michelle’s hole, he realized for the second time that he wouldn’t last long.

He pounded into Michelle, driving her soft body down into the mattress, and she clutched at his buttocks, raising her hips up to meet his thrusts.

“You like that, you little slut,” he said through gritted teeth. He was staring into the young girl’s eyes as her tits slapped together between them. Her mouth was open wide, her face twisted with lust, and she began to whimper, pleading with him to keep fucking her.

“Fuck me, harder, fuck me harder, please,” she cried from beneath him as he dipped his head to suck on her breasts. He gathered them in escort gaziantep bayan his hands as he pounded his hips back and forth, driving his cock deep into the young girl’s pulsing sex.

“I’m going to cum, you whore. You’re gonna make me fill that cunt with my cum.”

“God yes, baby, fill me with your cum, fill me up baby.”

The Senator exploded inside Michelle’s body, and she held him by the buttocks deep inside her until his balls were emptied.

Tom fell on top of her, and she stroked his bare skin. Eventually, he stirred, rising to wipe the end of his cock her breasts.

“Thanks, baby,” he said. “You can stay the night if you want to.”

Michelle smiled, sliding up towards the head of the bed. She slid her naked body beneath the sheets, and pulled them up just beneath her breasts.

Tom didn’t wake her up that night while he stared at her, he simply masturbated while fondling one of her firm ass cheeks, and she slipped out of his room quietly once he had fallen asleep.

2.

Michelle pulled her clothes on quickly, not wanting to wake the Senator. She had felt him above her early in the morning, squeezing her ass cheek while he pumped himself over her back. She had heard his groaning, and the obscenities that tore from his mouth as his cum splattered over her naked back and up into her hair.

Once she was sure that she had left no trace behind her, she slipped out of the room as quietly as she could. Hurrying to her car, Michelle jumped in, turned over the engine, and sped home.

When Michelle was certain she had followed every procedure she had learned in the classes she had recently been taking at Georgetown, she jumped in the shower with the water as hot as she could stand.

“Fucking pig,” she said over and over again, scrubbing her body furiously. Confident that she was as clean as she could possibly be, she stepped out of the shower and dressed quickly. Her hair was still wet as she piled the duffel into the back of the car, where the rest of her things were. She left her key inside the super’s mailbox, and sped off down the road, running a red light in the process.

The tears overcame her as she sat at a red light.

“It’ll be over soon,” she whispered to the teddy bear sitting in the passenger seat, a gift from her girlfriend. 3.

Jason Krause nearly threw his cell phone against his bedroom wall when it rang at 5:00 a.m. Today was supposed to be his day off, and he silently cursed himself for not shutting the phone off.

“Yes,” he answered groggily.

“Jason, it’s Tom.”

“Yes, Senator, is everything okay?”

“I woke you up, sorry. It’s supposed to be your day off. I just wanted to, well, I don’t know. I slept with someone last night.”

“What?” Jason said, feeling as though someone had thrown a cold bucket of water over him. He sat up in bed, resting his naked back against the cool headboard. He had managed to not wake Kelly, who was sleeping soundly next to him. There would be hell to pay if she awoke to find him talking to the Senator, it was his first day off in eight months, and he had managed to convince her to take the day off as well.

“Some whore kept flirting with me in the restaurant. God, the tits and ass on this chick, Jason, you would have done it too.”

“You mean the waitress at Joey’s? The blonde? You fucked her?” He crawled out of bed, and crept out of the room, not bothering to dress as his mind raced through all the issues that he was now going to have to deal with.

“Yes, her name’s Michelle. She’s a total slut, she…”

“Senator, is she still there?”

“No, she left early this morning. I was sleeping.”

“She left without saying goodbye?”

“Is that a problem? I got what I wanted from her, she let me use her…”

“Senator, think about it. If she were simply a groupie, she would have stayed close to you until you told her she had to leave. She’s got an agenda. Fuck.”

“Calm down, Jason,” the Senator said, though his voice wavered. “You don’t know this girl. She’s just a blonde-headed, big-titted bimbo, a complete airhead. She just wanted to get fucked by someone famous.”

“I think you might be underestimating the situation,” Jason replied, peaking out the front window through the closed blinds. The sun was starting to rise, and a few cars passed his apartment on the street below.

“Look, I didn’t mean to wake you. I forgot it was your day off, I just thought I’d tell you. Nobody saw us together, and like I said, this girl won’t be a problem. I’d like to do her again.”

“You’re kidding?”

“Not at all. You should get a piece of that, this girl’s got a body you wouldn’t believe.”

“She’s got you by the balls Tom. Did you use protection?”

“That’s the first time you’ve called me Tom since you began running my office.”

“Did you use protection?”

“No, what’s the big deal?”

“Did you cum inside her?” A glimmer of hope still gaziantep bayan escort remained; the Senator wouldn’t have been clueless enough to leave his DNA inside this girl.

“No, I didn’t. She blew me, and then I fucked her. She fell asleep, and that was that.”

“Fuck.”

“Look, it’s no big deal. Go back to Kelly, she’s a hot piece of ass, get laid today. A lot.”

“I’ve asked you not to refer to her like that. I realize you’re my boss, but there’s no reason for it. She’s smarter than both of us combined.”

Tom chuckled, and Jason winced, realizing Tom had no grasp of the situation he was now in. The hesitation in the Senator’s voice was probably not the lack of confidence Jason had mistaken it for, but more likely just a symptom of not sleeping.

“Anyway, have a good weekend, you deserve it. I’ll see you on Monday.”

“You’ll hear from me before then.”

“It’s not a problem, Jason, really. This girl is a bimbo. Trust me.”

Jason hung up the phone, recalling the last major situation he had managed to keep quiet involving the Senator and a black, teenage girl who had visited the re-election campaign headquarters two years ago, accompanied by her father who was a strong supporter of the Senator.

Tom had winked to Jason when he suggested he take the girl into his office, telling her father that he liked to interview all potential volunteers before Jason hired them.

Jason had tried to prevent the Senator from taking the girl into his office, but he hadn’t been successful.

After a couple of hours, the girl’s father grew impatient, and demanded that the he be let into the Senator’s office. He had noticed the glint in Tom’s eye, and had caught him staring at his daughter’s breasts and backside as she toured the headquarters.

Jason was not successful in keeping the father from storming the Senator’s office, and Tom hadn’t been bright enough to lock the door behind him.

When Jason made it into the room right behind the father, Tom was leaning against his desk, his pants at his ankles, and the young black girl kneeling before him, the head of the Senator’s cock in her mouth. She was completely naked, and when she turned her head, her face was completely soaked in the Senator’s semen. Her black skin contrasted strongly with the white fluid, and she looked as though she had taken on an entire football team. The semen had splattered in her hair, and all over her breasts as well, and the father lunged at Tom before Jason tackled him.

The girl had screamed, standing up, while trying to shield her body from watchful eyes. Tom had slammed his door shut, while Jason wrestled with the girl’s father. Eventually, the man calmed down long enough for Jason to begin his negotiation. A half a million bucks of the Senator’s money later, and the story was quashed.

Two hours after it had happened, the Senator was raving about the girl’s oral skills, insisting that had he been given more time, he would have “tapped that ass.” Beyond the Senator’s poor attempt at sounding younger, Jason was disgusted with Tom’s attitude and tone, as if the father didn’t have a reason to be angry. Tom had been collecting nearly as many blowjobs over the years as votes, and Jason always worried, from the day he was hired, that the Senator’s philandering would result in a situation he couldn’t control.

Apparently, his worrying was for good reason. He turned the cell phone off, left it on the counter, and went back to bed. Kelly curled up next to him as he slipped back into bed, and he heard nothing for another four hours.

4.

“You have to quit, Jason. Call him today, and resign.”

“I can’t quit, he gave me a great job when I had almost no experience.”

“And you’ve paid him back twenty-fold for that, but this isn’t your mess. He’s a sleazy guy, and he finally got caught.”

“We don’t know what the girl’s intentions are, Kel. She might have had to go to work, or maybe she had a class.” Jason wasn’t sure why he was arguing with Kelly, he knew she was right. The waitress wasn’t going to keep silent, but he fell into his natural habit of defending the Senator.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said. “Even if the girl was star-struck, he’s been cheating on Denise for years, and he’s not the man people think they keep electing.”

Jason had met Kelly while in a bookstore, where the Senator was signing copies of his latest book. The women were lined up down the street for a chance to meet Tom, with his square jaw, dark hair, and perfect set of white teeth. Kelly was working as a clerk in the store, and Tom had pointed her out the second they set foot inside.

“Now there’s a piece of ass,” Tom said, motioning with his head to Kelly who was standing with her back to them.

It wasn’t that Tom was wrong; Kelly was wearing a pair of cargo pants that hugged her ass in all the right places. Her long, shiny brown hair had attracted Jason’s eye immediately, and when she turned, Jason was floored. Her face seemed to form the perfect oval, highlighted by green eyes, and the sexiest pair of lips Jason had ever laid his own brown eyes on. She was beautiful, which for Jason, meant she was out of his league.

“She’s very attractive,” Jason had said, admiring the arrogant thrust of the woman’s breasts against her Georgetown law t-shirt, which caused the head of the bulldog mascot to stretch between them.

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Author’s note: This is the conclusion of Something’s a Bit Queer which started as an email (Letters) to me from Scott about he and Anna. There were also chats with Marc, John, Vickie, Elaine, and Kaitlyn who were characters in this story. Every character was based on people with whom I had conversations about their lives and fantasies. Thank you to everyone who commented or wrote me about the evolving storyline. Now the finish…

It had been a little over eight months since Anna had left her job at the airline and gone to work for Vickie and Greg at their Real Estate Agency. She had obtained her realtor’s license and had already sold more than a dozen homes. It was a seller’s market with inventory low and houses being flipped within a couple of weeks. But she also enjoyed helping manage the bar the couple owned as well in her spare time. Greg and Vickie had a long-time manager who had been with them from the start and Jim really had no issue bringing a newcomer in and sharing ideas, as long as it was understood, he made the final decisions.

Rock Hard was a leather bar and was never intended to be anything more than that but Anna introduced an event lineup that included food on the weekends and more female oriented programs during the week. They had chili cook offs and wings on Saturdays and sometimes just grilling out with burgers and dogs in the parking lot. A couple of nights a month they had burlesque shows that featured female impersonators.

But the essence of the bar — a hard core leather scene didn’t change. Vickie was impressed with the subtle changes Anna made and Greg enjoyed the addition of the snacks. While Rock Hard was not set up for serving food outside of the events which were permitted, Anna had installed equipment which allowed Greg to prepare deli sandwiches for he and a few close guests back in the office.

On a more personal front, Scott, her boyfriend, was anxious in the beginning when Anna encouraged him to move in with her. How would that really work? He knew they both shared strong feelings for each other but there was no denying they had needs, desires for same sex relationships. Bottom line – Scott loved Anna but he needed cock. He loved going down on a hard cock. The feel and texture of that warm flesh as it moved between his lips was not just something he desired — he had to have it!

Over the course of the eight months living together, they had sex often, but it was typically Scott going down on Anna and then Anna fucking him with her strapon. He loved having her drive her rubber cock deep into his ass. But as much as he loved being with her, he preferred the real thing! There was nothing like the feeling of a real hard cock as it pushed into his ass, slamming against him.

But the arrangement was working. Anna loved being with women as much as Scott enjoyed man sex. Surprising to Scott was not just the support she showed for the lifestyle. She was actually turned on seeing him with other men. While both were bisexual and Scott leaned heavily toward the gay scene, Anna still preferred a dick occasionally and was very content bringing home a man either from the Rock Hard Bar or someone she had met that could participate in a three way.

She would go down on Scott as he was getting drilled by another man or sometimes Scott would get a blowjob as she was enjoying riding the other man’s cock.

There were even occasions she simply sat back drinking a glass of wine as Scott went at it with another man. She watched as they pleasured each other, often playing with her pussy as Scott sucked the guy off, swallowing the huge load of cum he loved to devour. Anna often directed their action and it really turned him on as she called him a queer, cocksucker, and gay boy. The more she taunted him, the more excited he became.

In most cases, especially with men they had only just met, they always played safe, requiring their partners to wear condoms. But there were a few regulars including Greg, Marc and Chaz who they knew were clean and safe and they were allowed to take Scott bareback.

Chaz was a younger college student who was extremely well built. He was from Columbia and had a soccer scholarship. Chaz had a darker complexion and Anna loved his Latino good looks and accent. But more than anything, she loved his lovemaking. He always went down on her until she climaxed a couple of times before he slipped his huge dark cock into her warm wet pussy.

While Chaz was a top, he did enjoy going down on Scott and would often suck him off while fucking Anna. His rock-hard cock moving back and forth in her juicy shaved pussy. Anna also loved watching Chaz’s lips wrapped around Scott’s manhood, saliva dripping down on her, as Scott worked his dick back and forth in Chaz’s eager mouth. She also liked the contrast in their bodies. While both were athletic and well-toned, Scott’s slightly tanned frame against Chaz’s much darker brown skin was simply hot!

Perhaps nothing though compared to the feelings gaziantep eskort she had as Scott would go down on her after Chaz had shot his load deep into her pussy. Scott would move his tongue all along her nether lips as he teased her clit and sucked out the warm nectar Chaz had deposited just moments before. Then Scott would slide up her lean frame, her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest, as they embraced in a hot kiss. Sharing the load he had sucked from her gorgeous pussy as Chaz looked on.

They were two people very much in love with no secret desires or fantasies unknown to their partner. Perhaps that is what Anna appreciated most about their relationship. It was raw, honest, and unafraid. There was nothing either couldn’t say to each other. No hidden desire they had to keep buried. It was an open relationship that didn’t just work — it was the only thing that could work. While they both lived in the moment, deep down Anna knew she wanted more. She was ready to commit a lifetime and hoped Scott felt the same. But she was more than satisfied not rushing anything, allowing him to come to that realization himself.

Anna was excited that Thursday, selling a $1.9 million home that was $260k over the seller’s price. It was indeed a great market if she could just get more inventory. She decided to call it a day and head down to the bar early. Scott was buried deep in a development project and would likely be at the office late tonight. Anna buried herself in paperwork at the bar’s office lining up events and ordering product. She inventoried the alcohol and beer along with mixers and placed an order online. It was well into the evening when Jim, the other manager popped his head into the door.

“Two ladies are at the bar and asked to see you,” Jim stated, peering through the crack in the door as he waited for a reply.

“Who is it?” Anna inquired. “Well one is a friend of Vickie’s… Candace. Not sure of the young one,” he shot back.

Anna had not chatted with Candace in months. She had seen her in the crowd a few times at the bar but never had a chance to speak with her. She wondered if the younger lady could indeed be Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was the young college coed she and Vickie had met almost a year ago and invited back to Vickie’s place for a little fun. Kaitlyn was not new to the lesbian scene but she craved to be a submissive. She had seen the collar which adorned Anna’s neck that afternoon at the French restaurant and she knew Vickie and Anna were two people she wanted to spend time.

Kaitlyn, a cute little brunette with big brown eyes, was simply adorable. What captivated Anna wasn’t just her submissive nature. She was fascinated by the large Mandala tattoo located between her should blades, shades of black and grey which contrasted sharply with her white skin. Outside of the smaller flower tat above her right ankle, she had no other tats or piercings save the little diamond studs she wore in her ear lobes.

Kaitlyn had soft plump lips and loved going down on a woman. Vickie also loved that the young coed loved the taste of her whip. She loved being tied up and teased as the two women used vibrators, clamps, and various floggers and whips to tantalize her flesh bringing her to orgasm over and over again.

Anna had given the young sophomore Candace’s cell number knowing the older woman desired a young sub. Anna had met Candace one evening when Vickie had brought her to the bar. While the place was packed that evening, Candace stood out in her black leather pants and stiletto heels. But what caught Anna’s gaze was the woman was topless and her upper half was covered with ink. Bright colorful tattoos which covered nearly every inch of the woman’s body save her face and hands. Even her small feet were adorned with ink.

Anna had no tattoos of her own but was intrigued with the idea. When she was a teen, she and a girlfriend talked of matching tattoos on a beach trip but Anna backed out thinking about what her parents might think. As conservative as they were they would have likely grounded her for the summer. Reflecting back on that, she wondered what they would think now — working part time at a leather bar surrounded by lesbians, gays, and trans women and living with a guy who had more interest in cock than he did her pussy. Still — she loved everything about her new life and she loved Scott. Her love for him seemed to grow each day as they explored life and love leaving nothing on the table.

As Anna rounded the corner she saw it was Candace and Kaitlyn. She hope that was the young woman Jim had referenced. “Well, hello you two!” she smiled as she hugged Candace and then stared lovingly at Kaitlyn. “So… I see you called her,” Anna gushed as she wrapped her arms around the young coed.

“I did. I mean maybe a day after you gave me her number. Candee is awesome,” Kaitlyn shot back. Anna had never heard Candace referenced as Candee but she knew eskort gaziantep instantly who the young woman referred. It wasn’t lost on Anna the black leather collar that adorned Kaitlyn’s neck or the fact her arms were now covered in ink. It was evident that Candace — or Candee as Kaitlyn called her — was leaving her mark on the young woman.

“We were hoping you were here. Vick said you were really putting in the hours,” Candace added.

“Yea, I’m really enjoying showing homes but there’s something about this place,”

Anna smiled. “When Scott gets buried in a project at work, I head down here.”

“Vick told me you two were back together. How’s that working out? He’s as much into guys are you are other women… right?” she inquired.

“Yea, it works,” she smiled back. “I saw how happy Greg and Vickie were and I knew it could work for us too. Thing is, I bring home a woman and Scott’s cool with it. I bring home a guy and we share him!”

Kaitlyn chuckled, “Damn, that covers the bases.” Anna looked at Kaitlyn. She remembered how cute she was that afternoon they met. How naïve she appeared.

Now she looked so sexy with her collar. Kaitlyn wore a black leather halter top which showed off her breasts. While her arms were covered in ink, it appeared that her chest was still virgin territory but she could see by the impressions in the leather that she appeared to have piercings now.

“We were hoping you could get away,” Candace said breaking Anna’s gaze. “Well, I told Scott I’d be here if he wanted to swing by later. But we could go into the office,”

Anna added. “Jim will see were’ not disturbed.”

Candace smiled as the three women worked their way back behind the bar and to the office. Anna shutting and locking the door. As Anna turned facing the two women, Candace made their intention clear. “I want to thank you so much for encouraging Kaitlyn to call me. After Kris left, I dabbled with a few women but I never found the complete sub I had with her. Not until Kaitlyn,” Candace added with emphasis. She walked over to her young charge letting her fingers trail on her arm, up to her face, across her lips as Kaitlyn kissed them tenderly. “She belongs totally to me. Don’t you Angel?” Candace cooed. “Yes mam,” was the two word reply.

“Take off your top,” Candace commanded.

Kaitlyn slipped her fingers under the leather top, pulling it up and over her head. Her breast spilled out and just as Anna surmised, both nipples were adorned with two stainless steel barbells which matched the steel of the buckle in her leather collar.

“I couldn’t help notice her ink,” Anna remarked. “The last time I saw her it was just the one on her back and I believe that small flower on her ankle. But you’ve added some since I saw you,” she said looking at Kaitlyn.

“Candee said my body is her canvas. She may do with it what she pleases,” Kaitlyn said matter of factly.

“In time dear. But first we need to thank Anna for bringing us together,” Candace stated. “Go ahead and slip off your pants. I want you naked except your collar,” the older woman instructed.

Kaitlyn had been wearing heels which she removed as well as leather pants. There just above her right ankle was the little flower tattoo Anna had recalled. Her bush had been shaved clean and Anna noted the clitoral hood piercing. Another addition since she had last been with the young girl.

In seconds Kaitlyn stood naked before them. The young girl stood maybe 5’2″ and didn’t weigh more than 120 lbs at best She appeared thinner than the last time Anna had seen her. Kaitlyn dropped to her knees and bowed her head, her hands at her side in an extreme submissive posture. Anna had been with a dozen women since the two of them had been together but right now — in just this moment — none were sexier than the little coed who knelt before her. Her thick brown hair falling loosely on her shoulders, resting on her 34C breasts capped off by the two dark brown nipples with the steel barbells piercing the hard little nubs.

“She’s adorable isn’t she?” Candace asked smiling at Anna.

“Certainty well trained,” Anna shot back. “What other tricks does she do?” Anna winked back at Candace.

“Oh, she’s quite talented. Perhaps as you recall?” Candace smiled. “Angel, ask Mistress Anna if you can please her,” she directed.

Kaitlyn looked up. Her chestnut brown eyes staring into Anna’s. “May I mistress? May I please you,” she asked.

“Certainly,” Anna shot back. She knew her panties had to be soaked as excited as she was. Kaitlyn reached up and unsnapped the jeans she was wearing and then begin tugging them off her shapely hips leaving a black thong in view. Kaitlyn, removed a sandal she was wearing and then pulled the jeans from that leg before doing the same with the other.

Soon Anna stood barefoot in a black satin thong and a white satin lace cami top. Kaitlyn planted soft kisses on her thighs before gaziantep bayan eskort zeroing in on her soft smooth abdomen and then very gently kissing Anna’s crotch through the panties. Anna’s head rolled back on her shoulders, her face to the ceiling as she guided the young coed’s head with her hands. She felt Kaitlyn’s thumbs as they slipped under the straps and slowly, gently pulling down the thong as her pussy was exposed.

Anna had a small patch of sandy blonde pubic hair just over her pussy, waxing around the lips leaving her crotch silky smooth. It was almost like an electric shock as Kaitlyn’s tongue slid across her clit, sucking it into her mouth, bathing it before letting her tongue travel between her lips. The student’s tongue probed deep inside Anna as she groaned her approval. Kaitlyn moved her tongue up and down, her hands behind her back, as she allowed Anna’s juices to coat her face.

Anna hadn’t noticed that Candace had slipped out of her leather. She too was naked leaving Anna as the only dressed one of the three — her still in a cami top. Anna felt Candace touch her arm as she looked over and took in the woman’s body. She was gorgeous and sexy. She recalled the first time she saw Candace nude almost a year ago. Her body covered from head to toe in colorful ink. It was perhaps the most erotic thing she had ever seen.

Candace closed the distance as she moved in to kiss Anna. Anna closed her eyes and felt the soft, wet lips of Candace as they closed over hers. The older woman’s tongue slid through her lips, into her mouth, exploring as Anna yielded completely. Kaitlyn was working over Anna’s pussy as her new partner kissed her, letting her hands slide under her top.

In moments Candace pulled the top over her head and then unsnapped her bra, freeing Anna’s breasts. Candace slipped the straps off her shoulders and then dipped her head down as she took a nipple in her mouth, sucking, the orb which hardened in her mouth.

“You know the only time we’ve been together is right here.. in this office,” Candace reminded her. “You, me, Vick — you remember that?” she asked.

“I do,” Anna moaned as Kaitlyn sucked on her clit, her face plastered to her pussy.

“I’d really take to take you home. Spread those legs of yours and fuck that pussy.

That night, here with Vickie, I thought how lucky she was. I wanted you so bad. I wanted to take you home. Make you mine. But I thought you belonged to Vick. I saw your collar and thought she owned that little pussy of yours. I’d love to have two little lezzie sluts to train. I’d love to collar you. Make you mine. Both of you. You and Kaitlyn could be my little sluts,” she chided as she backed a few inches away looking directly into Anna’s eyes. Searching to see if there was the hint of possibility it could happen.

“You and Scott could still shack up from time to time if you wanted. Hell, from what you told me he’s really into guys anyway. What about it baby? Candace pressed.

“You’ve already got a little collared slut to do your bidding,” Anna countered as she let her lips slide against Candace’s wet mouth. “What do you want with me?”

“I want you both. I’d give you some rope… you could come and go as you like. See other people. Scott, Vickie… whoever. But you’d belong to me. That little pussy would be mine. And I’d let you help train that little minx between your legs. I’m sure you’d like that wouldn’t you. Having her as your little personal slut?” Candace added as you squeezed Anna’s nipple with her fingers.

Almost on cue, Kaitlyn drove her tongue deep into Anna’s pussy. It was evident they were working together. That Kaitlynn wanted this too as she pulled her tongue out and then sucked on Anna’s clit.

“And I take it, you mark me as your own. Just like you did Kaitlyn…like Kris?” she groaned.

Candace pulled her hair back, grasping it tightly in her hand. She stared deep into

Anna’s eyes. “Oh, that’s a given,” she smirked. “I’d have fun with you. Maybe start here on that pretty tit. Something small at first. Just to introduce you. Then…” she smiled, “you’d want more. Maybe across your back like Kaitlyn. But yes … there would definitely be ink in your future.”

Anna’s legs felt weak and Kaitlyn grabbed on to the back of her thighs. She continued her assault on Anna’s pussy as her juices ran down her cheeks. Anna felt a warm rush over her body as she orgasmed against the coed’s face.

“I will have you,” Candace smiled. It’s just a matter of time. I’ll have you both,” as she placed her lips back to Anna’s and pushed her tongue into her mouth.

Anna knew, if they were not at the bar, in her office, she’d have her right now. When it came to Candace, she didn’t seem to have any will of her own. Deep down, she knew she wanted it too. She wanted to know what it was like to be owned by a strong woman like Candace. If not tonight… soon. They both knew, it was not if it was in the cards but when.

Jim walked into the office a few minutes after he watched Candace and her girlfriend walk out. They ordered a drink at the bar and then, walked out on the dance floor together in a slow song, pressing their bodies together. He was surprised to find Anna completely naked sitting in a chair behind her desk.

“Damn, I’m sorry. I thought…” Jim rambled.

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Sitting by the pool with mom sounded fun. I’d spent the last two weeks taking advantage of overtime and most of my free time sleeping. I missed our frequent visits. And to make the offer more enticing, mom offered to have a pitcher of sweet mint tea waiting and told me about the bowl of her delicious chicken salad chilling in the fridge.

Now, what we called the pool comprised one of those plastic kid’s things with a patio table and parasol resting inside. It felt nice to soak your feet and enjoy the hot summer days. Dad even put a plug in the side to make it easy to empty.

His bank account held plenty of money for a real pool, but he refused to let some contractor dig up his precious backyard. Plants and brick trails leading to a hidden gazebo took up too much space for even a blow-up. Honestly, I agreed with him on the pool thing. The place looked like a well-kept park during the warm months. We could always go to the lake for a swim.

Mom hugged me and kissed my cheek. “The prodigal son returns.”

Mom and her jokes. “How could I turn down your tea and chicken salad?”

“I thought they might get you here.” She kissed me again. “Take the tea and sandwiches out to the pool while I change into my swimsuit.”

Mom looked exceptional in her pink bikini. All the work kept me from going out, and lack of sleep kept me from servicing myself, so I noticed! Still, I felt guilty about noticing. But at five-seven and around one-twenty, her curves beckoned like a siren’s call. Breasts the size of navel oranges and a butt I could cover most of with my two hands made that call even more alluring.

“Honey, you’re staring.”

“Sorry, mom. You look nice.”

“Thank you, sweetie!” She pulled her thick blonde hair into a ponytail and smeared sunblock over her torso and firm, round thighs. She held out the bottle. “Do my back.”

Her skin felt warm and silky under my fingers. I took my time, careful to cover every inch of skin available to me. “Done,” I said, a little wound up from the physical contact. I really needed to find a date for the coming weekend.

“Thanks, honey.” She took a seat and sank her feet into the cool water. I followed suit. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Especially now,” I told her. “Why?”

“You look uncomfortable,” she said, glancing at my crotch.

The front of my trunks bulged the tiniest bit. I hadn’t even noticed before now. “Sorry, mom. Totally unintentional.”

“Do you need to go inside and take care of it?” she asked, always to the point.

I might if she kept talking that way. “No. I think it’s a combination of the heat and your sunblock. It smells nice.”

“That must be it.” Her tone didn’t match her words.

“And you look nice, mom. Pink suits you.”

“I can put on shorts and a tank top if you need me to,” she offered.

“I’ll be fine in a few minutes.”

“Good. I find it flattering, but you shouldn’t get an erection over your mother in a bikini,” she said. “Or for any reason.”

“I know,” I told her. “But talking about it will only make it worse.”

“I know.”

She knew? “Then why do you keep doing it?”

“To tease you,” she admitted. “I’ve missed our back and forth. And you have to admit, you provided the perfect ammunition.”

“Good one. Can we stop now?”

“Oh, honey. You like what you see. It’s perfectly natural,” she said. “And I do look good.”

So, a solid no on the stopping. “You always look good. It’s all the exercise and healthy habits.”

“Thanks for recognizing that,” she said. “Hey, since you’re already sporting wood, can I tan topless for fifteen or twenty minutes?”

“Sporting wood?” Just when I thought I might start getting control of the hard-on-for-mom thing. She giggled. “Tan buck naked if you want.”

“What köle escort about,” she bobbed her chin toward my crotch, “you know.”

“It’s not going anywhere. And after this teasing, I’d kind of like to see your naked body,” I admitted.

“You’ve never gotten an erection because of me before. Why now?”

Not entirely true, but I tried not to make a habit of it. “You know how it is, mom. Sometimes you just get hor–aroused.”

“Oh, well,” she said, with an ornery glint in her eye. “I’ll go buff if you will.”

“Seriously, mom?”

“If you can get turned on by my body, I can get turned on by yours,” she said. “Besides, you take care of yourself, too.”

I felt uncomfortable about getting naked in front of my mother, but if it got her out of her bikini, why not? “Fair enough.” I stood and stripped off my shorts.

“Oh, my, son. How big?”

“A little over six inches,” I told her.

“Beautiful.”

“Really? Not too short?”

“Length is for looks, kind of like big boobs. Different bodies look better with different sizes, and yours looks perfect.” She tilted her head to see it from a different angle. “Girth makes it feel good. And you look like you could open a girl up just fine.”

Wow. She might have gotten me an extra line or two on the ruler with that comment. “Thanks.”

Talking like this with the closest of blood relatives would make most people sick. Me, too, I thought. But it turned me on. Mom and I had always shared openly. I guess it made this step up easier to get used to.

“Ready for this?” mom asked, standing.

I nodded.

She untied her top and pulled it off, revealing the most beautiful pair of natural breasts I’d ever seen. They rode a little lower than girls my age, and fakies, but still sat firmly against her chest. Hard buds jutted from pink areola not quite the size of quarters. Had I nursed on those as babies? I liked to think so. The lack of tan lines told me she’d sunbathed like this before.

The bottoms dropped next. A wide blonde landing strip sat at the top of her divide. I always wondered how she cared for herself down there. Now, I knew. Her inner lips showed, just a little, from between the chubby mounds of her vulva. Like lettuce on a sandwich. A sandwich I wanted to taste. And not a tan line in sight.

“You like?”

“Mom, you have the perfect woman’s body. Not at all fat, but smooth with plenty of curves.” A pearl of precum formed on the tip of my penis and dripped to the concrete below to punctuate my declaration.

“I think you sprang a leak.” She rubbed sunblock on her round little butt and the exposed parts of her vagina. She tossed me the bottle. “Think you can get that monster covered? It’s private-parts safe. You don’t want to burn.”

“Let’s hope so.” I smoothed the cream over my throbbing cock and scrotum. Mom watched like an eagle. It took every ounce of self-discipline I possessed, but I finished without incident.

“Thanks for the show,” she said with a wink.

We pulled a couple of recliners close together and spread out our towels. We laid side-by-side, talking about nothing. Mom took my hand. Nothing out of the ordinary. She’d always liked that kind of thing–holding hands, sitting shoulder to shoulder, chatting for several minutes in a hug. But it felt different today. Better. So much it made my cock twitch.

“Looks like you’re getting a call,” mom said with a snigger.

“Wrong number,” I joked.

“Seriously, honey, if you need to go inside and take of it, I can pretend it never happened.”

“I’m good.”

“You want me to give it a try?”

“Mom!”

“It’s just a handjob.”

“If we do that, why not go all the way?”

“You want to have sex with me?”

“No! köle escort bayan I mean, I’ve never really thought about it.” Also, not entirely true.

“It’s okay if you have,” she said with compassion. “Boys sometimes develop feelings for their mothers.”

“At fourteen,” I said defensively.

“You’ve never fantasized about me?”

Oh, what the hell? “I think of your body sometimes when I masturbate.”

“Was that so hard to admit?”

Not at all. And I had more. “I slept with this girl from work once.”

“And used protection?” she interrupted.

“Always.”

“Good boy.

“Anyway, neither of us liked the other that way, but we both needed relief. I imagined you underneath me while we went at it.”

Her eyes widened. “Wow, honey.”

“Too much.”

“Not at all. I’m happy you told me.”

“Thanks. Do moms ever fantasize about their sons?”

“More than you’d think. Or so I hear.”

“What kind of fantasies?”

“I have no personal experience, but sometimes daddies can’t perform so well, and a mommy might imagine a young, muscular body on top of her,” she said. “Or sometimes a mommy might imagine six hard inches in the shower, because sometimes you just get aroused. Or so I hear.” She winked.

“That sounds like a very cool mommy.”

“Think so?”

“The kind a good son would do anything for.”

“Even incest?”

“If the mom wanted, why not?” I said.

“It wouldn’t bother you? Afterward?”

“If two consenting adults made an informed decision, and no babies came out of it, I don’t think so,” I told her.

“It sounds as though you’ve given this some thought.”

“A little. Because of the fantasies.”

“That makes sense,” she told me. “And I agree.”

The conversation turned me on like no other, but did mom mean what I think? “Are we talking about what I think we are?”

“I don’t know, honey. I want to,” she said. “But it’s a big step.”

“I’ll start carrying condoms, just in case.”

“Why?”

“To be ready if we decide to.”

“The birth control will protect us from accidents.”

“I’m no good at pulling out,” I told her.

“Honey, having your seed swimming around in my reproductive system is a major part of the fantasy.”

Wow. I wanted my mother, and she wanted me. And if we took each other, she wanted me to cum inside her. “You know, I could never just have sex with you.”

“Oh?”

“I mean, I don’t fantasize about marrying you or running away together, but I’d want a connection beyond the physical. Even it only happened once.”

Mom pulled her knees together and released a brief moan. “Perfect, baby.”

“If you need to go inside and take care of that, I’ll pretend it never happened,” I said.

Mom laughed. “Smartass.”

“I’ll bet you know a few things.”

“I’ve only slept with your father since marriage, but I used to make the Earth move for him.”

“Used to?”

“He’s more of a climb-on-climb-off kind of guy these days,” she said. “He always asks if I got off, too. I tell him yes, but it’s been a while.”

“Wow. Sorry,” I said sincerely.

“There are much more important things in love and marriage than sex,” she said. “But I miss it.”

“You know I respect you more than anyone else on the planet,” I told her.

“Are you sucking up?

“I just wanted to tell. Lying here naked and horny with you, confessing the things I have, it felt important.”

“I knew it, but thanks for saying so.”

“You can come to me if you ever need a hand. Or a tongue,” I said, with a wink of my own.

She squeezed my hand. “You know what? Grab your towel and the cushion from your lounger, and let’s go back to the little covered bridge your father built over escort köle the low spot.”

“Okay, why?” She gave me that really look. “Oh! Yeah? In the woods?”

“Hardly the woods, but close enough.”

I followed her down the trail, admiring the tiny jiggle of her round ass, trying to stay calm. Plants, flowers, and dwarf trees surrounded us. I laid the cushion on the planks of the footbridge and covered it with my towel. “What now?”

“Lie on your back. I want control.”

I lay down, barely able to think. “I am so nervous, mom.”

“Just lie there and focus on not cumming too fast,” she said. “I’ll handle the rest.” She straddled me and eased her soaking pussy down my shaft. “Look at me, baby. Relax for mommy.”

“It’s so tight, mom. And I can feel your insides against my bare cock.”

“Have you ever used cowgirl position, honey?” I shook my head, and she smiled. “We’ll start slow.”

She began moving her hips in small circles. The walls of her pussy flexed around my erection with every turn. I’d never felt anything like it before. Her hands dropped from her hair to my abdomen, and she and she slid up and down my cock. So erotic. I wasn’t fucking my mom. She was fucking me!

“Doing okay, sweetie?” I nodded and made a grunting noise when I tried to speak. “Tell me if I go too fast. I want to cum, too.”

I looked across her jiggling tits into her beautiful face. I forced myself to think about how much I loved mom as a mom, to keep my lust from overcoming me.

Mom started panting. She leaned forward onto me and started moving faster. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” Her lips met mine, bathing me with her hot breath and saliva. “Oh yes! Oh Yes! Oh yes! Uuuh! AAAHHHH!” Hot liquid spilled around my cock and ran down my balls. My mother just came on me!

“Draw your heels up a little and pound me, baby.” She came again almost immediately, soaking me with another cascade of mommy cum. “Fuck, baby!”

I kept pounding. “Here I go, mom.”

She moved her mouth to my ear. “Yes, sweetie. Cum in mommy. Fill me with your essence, baby. Give it to me.”

I made a strangling sound and released. “MOOOMMMM!” Rope after sticky rope spurted from the tip of my cock and into my mother. My balls felt flat when I finished.

“Yes, baby,” mom cooed. “So strong and so much. I’m so proud of my little boy.”

“Wow, mom,” I said between pants. “I think I came more just now than the last two times I had sex, and all the jerking off in between.”

“I guess mommy does still know a few things.” She smiled and winked. “I need lunch after that.”

I wore my board shorts and T-shirt. Mom slipped into a knee-length skirt and simple top with thong sandals. I loved her feet. And that’s saying something for a guy not overly fond of feet. We picked up some fast food and ate in the car.

“Can you get it up again so soon?” she asked when stopped in the driveway. “I want to feel you inside me again.”

I took her outstretched hand and followed her into the kitchen. “Want me to go down on you first?”

She shook her head. “I want you to cum in me again before you have to leave.” She lifted her skirt and leaned on the kitchen table.

I stepped out of my shorts and moved behind her. My cocked popped between her sweet lips, and I eased in and started thrusting. She was as wet as I was hard. “Fuck, mom. I can’t believe how good you feel.”

“Take your time, baby. Or not. Whatever you want,” she said. “I just want your life inside me this time.”

So hot. I made her pant, but watching my cock sliding in and of my beautiful mother, I didn’t last long. “I’m cumming in you, mom. I’m cumming in you mom. YEEESSSSS!” I cried as I unloaded inside her.

My cock softened over the next minute or so, and I slipped out of her. Mom faced me and kissed me hard. “Sure you don’t want to run away and get married?”

“Will you take my last name?”

She laughed and kissed me again. “You know, I expect to see you around here more often, young man.”

“Not a problem.”

“Bring a change of clothes next time so we can go somewhere nice.”

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“How was your day, my little sweet biscuit?” Ethan Wolfe called out when he heard the front door open.

His sweet 18 year old daughter Penny toed off her shoes and bounced over to the dining room table where Ethan was working on some datasheets for the office.

Penny was wearing the summer uniform of Seamouth Secondary. She had on a see-through button up with a large purple ribbon around the neck. This did nothing to hide her bare tits and their large brown areolas that created little peaks in the soft fabric. She also wore a short pleated plaid purple skirt that only just skimmed the top of her thighs. Her school mandated buttplug flashed between her pert asscheeks everytime she leaned forward, displaying the silver name tag that hung from it. The shortness of her skirt showed off her toned and golden thighs. Her long and dark and straight hair had been corralled into two braids topped with purple ribbons. Those same braids had been very neat this morning, but someone had evidently used them as their intended purposes: handholds!

“It was great, daddy,” Penny said with a big smile. She put her bookbag on the chair and went to the kitchen to get herself a snack.

Ethan watched her purple skirt bounce with each step, flipping up to expose the silver little tag on the base of her buttplug that read “Penny Wolfe” and her moist cunt lips. The insides of her thighs were damp as well, an effect of riding her dildo bike to-and-from school every single day.

Honestly, sending her to Seamouth Secondary was one of the best ideas he had so far. Proper sexual submission education used to be a thing that only the upperclass could afford because it was kept out of ‘normal’ schools. People who wanted their daughters to become proper slave wifes had to send their children to ‘Finishing Boarding Schools’ that costs thousands of dollars. While they were certainly effective, Ethan hated the idea of being too far away from his daughter. The girls who attended those schools were often introduced to wealthy young men who would marry the girls and take them back to their houses afterwards and Ethan didn’t want to lose his daughter so soon.

People who couldn’t pay the expensive schooling fees might settle for a submission camp over the summer, or resorted to homeschooling their daughters.

Seamouth Secondary was a blended learning day school. Students in Year 1 to 10 learned all the usual things like Math, Science, and the like. In Year 11, the girls started learning about the psychology of submission whereas the boys would learn about the responsibilities of dominance on top of their usual classes. Then in Year 12, they began practical submission and domination classes.

Studies were still conflicted on whether these blended learning schools were effective in producing submissive wives, but seeing how Penny was so happy to be here, so confident and comfortable with her nudity and the idea of submission, Ethan was pretty sure he made the right choice.

The skimpy Year 12 summer uniform helped as well.

Penny came back into the dining room with a Dr Pepper in her hand and a bowl of chips in the other.

“Anything special happen?” Ethan prompted her as he pushed his chair away from the table.

Penny went over to him and kissed his cheek, setting the bowl down and perching her ass on the edge of his knee. Her name tag swung against Ethan’s jean-clad thigh.

“Mmm, Oaklynn and I were paired up in scissoring class today. She wasn’t very good at it though.” Penny scrunched her nose cutely, “I got As for my Math and History quizzes last week! There’s a field trip to the Space museum coming up in Autumn. And Oral exams on deepthroating start soon.”

Penny’s smile faltered a little.

Ever attuned to his daughter’s moods, Ethan squeezed her thigh with one hand and reached up to rub her nipple with the other. It prompted a little gasp and moan from her, but Penny didn’t otherwise react to being groped by her father anymore. It was proof of how she had come to accept that her body belonged to her father and he was free to grope and use her as he pleased.

“Hey, sweetie, tell me what’s wrong?” he cajoled her.

Penny sighed.

“Mr Rucker is a hardass when it comes to grading submission classes,” she pouted, “Everyone’s talking about how hard it is to pass on the first try,” she frowned, “I guess I’m kind of worried that I’ll fail too.”

Penny got up, abandoning her father’s roaming hands and her Dr Pepper.

“He keeps going on about how deepthroating is the ultimate act of submission and how it’s so important for every girl to be able to do it, and we have to practice 3 hours a day to make sure we can swallow a cock whole by the time we graduate or no man is going to want us! As if our throats are the only holes that matter!” Penny crossed her arms and sulked.

Ethan stifled a laugh at how indignant his daughter sounded. He knew that her shelf was filled with painal romances where male leads taught their love interests the joys of anal agony by brutal özbek gaziantep escort violation of a helpless shithole, or ones where the strong female leads submitted to painal in order to please the man they liked, only to discover that the act brought them peace and fulfillment.

The older man reached out and tugged his daughter back down to straddle his lap. She went with a soft huff and uncrossed her arms so that her father could tease her nipples again.

“What’s the grading rubric?” Ethan asked, trying to keep a straight face while he was faced with his dear daughter’s lusty chest. She definitely inherited these from her mother, he thought. They were large and lightly tanned, the outline of her bikini fading as she began to bask nude on the beach or go topless when she went out.

“We have to do 10 minutes in each position, during which we will be tested on tongue position, throat depth, stamina, attitude and-oh!” Penny let out a small gasp when her father sucked on her areola through her sheer top.

She moaned softly and pushed her teen tits out so that her father could have better access.

“And?” Ethan rubbed his large hands up her slender sides, squeezing her waist briefly before pulling her higher up onto his lap. Her bare cunt was starting to juice in anticipation of cock.

“We can’t stop even if we puke, and we have to perform a throatpie or else it’s an automatic fail,” Penny gasped.

“What about nosecums,” Ethan said with a little smirk, sliding one hand between Penny’s thighs to swipe at her bald pussy. The teenager moaned eagerly, trying to grind down on her father’s fingers.

“If we get a nosecum instead of a throatpie, then Mr Rucker will give us another shot at the throatpie without the rest of the exam,” Penny said. She whined in protest when her father withdrew his fingers and wiped them on her skirt.

“That sounds like a reasonable rubric,” Ethan said, “I know that it sounds like a very difficult test, but your teacher is right. Being able to swallow cock is one of the things that men look for in girls, and it’s extremely important that you never waste a man’s gift of cum! Which is why throatpies are part of your curriculum!”

“But daddy, I get so nervous when people are watching, I don’t think I have the stamina or the technique to pass! Who has 3 hours a day to practice anyway?” Penny sulked.

Ethan laughed and smoothed her flyaways down with one hand.

“He’s definitely exaggerating,” he assured his daughter, “But why don’t you go upstairs to your room and wait while I put away my work? I’ll help you study every single day until you pass this exam!”

Penny perked up, her tits jiggling under her sheer top as she did so.

“Really daddy?” she asked eagerly.

“Of course, sweetheart!” Ethan nodded, “Now go on!”

Penny immediately slid off her father’s lap and ran up the stairs, her chips and Dr Pepper completely forgotten.

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Ethan closed his laptop and slid it into his work bag. He put some chicken and potatoes into the oven and set the timer so that dinner would be ready when he was finished with his daughter.

He made sure the doors were locked, then shot off a quick text to his buddies before heading upstairs to join his daughter.

Ethan removed Penny’s bedroom door after her 18th birthday and replaced it with a bead curtain. It afforded her the illusion of privacy, but enabled her father to check in on her every day and ensure she was doing her homework properly.

When he entered the room, Penny was already naked and kneeling, her braids having been redone neatly and her hands clasped behind her back. The small act made Ethan feel a jolt of pride. Seamouth had impressed upon its female students how important it was to always be presentable for a man and it was clear his daughter took it to heart.

Penny’s bedroom reflected her transition from young innocent teen to a submissive slave slut trainee. Her 8 inch strap-in dildo, the one she wore to sleep in her pussy every night, lay on her pale yellow duckling bedsheets, right next to her vibrating anal alarm plug, a copy of a young adult novel called “Painal Police”, and her numerous plushies. The chains and cuffs that were attached to each corner of the bed, was hidden by the lace trim on her pillow covers that Penny loved as a kid.

Schoolbooks, folders and rainbow colored files rested on the shelf next to her study table. There was a polaroid camera there too, decorated with cutesy stickers. Penny had a collection of childhood classics and their hardcore spinoffs like “Red Riding Whore”, “Alice in Harderland”, and “Beauty and Beastial”. Below her books, she kept her growing collection of dildos, vibrators, gags, and other training implements. Two dildos were strapped to the seat of her pink study chair so that she could fuck herself while she studied. The chair cover was a lovely pastel pink, but embroidered with the word ‘cumrag’ over and over and over again.

Penny’s gaziantep özbek escort assortment of earrings and necklaces were kept neatly on a jewelry hanger on her dresser, alongside the various nipple and clit clamps that Ethan bought for her to prepare her for marriage. The expensive skincare products she favored sat right next to her special clit-growth cream, hole sensitizer, anal balm, and lube.

Her wardrobe was half filled with conservative clothing from her younger days, and revealing clothes that she had started wearing after entering Year 12. Pastel coloured leashes hung next to Penny’s scarves, her collars right below her hats.

Ethan treasured the juxtaposition of lewd and pure. It meant his lovely young daughter was learning what it meant to be a woman! It was a bittersweet process because sooner or later, she would meet a dominant young man, get married and then move away from home to be with her husband.

“Alright, sweetie,” Ethan shook off the lonely thoughts and gave his daughter a wide smile, “Name the three basic throating positions!”

“The three basic throating positions are the Kneeling Swallow, the Hanging Head, and the Heel Grab,” Penny recited dutifully, keeping her gaze demure as was befitting of a submissive slave.

“What are the principles of a good deepthroat?”

“A good deepthroat must always be hands-free. It focuses solely on the pleasure of the man’s cock and any gifts must be eagerly received in the throat.”

Penny’s lips pursed a little at the last part. Whether she was reluctant to take a throatpie, or perhaps she was less sold on the eagerness behind it, Ethan didn’t know, but he was prepared to turn his daughter into the perfect little throat slut.

“Let’s start with the Kneeling Swallow,” Ethan said. He unzipped his jeans and stepped out of them, walking over to his daughter.

He pulled his cock out and slapped his daughter across the face with it roughly.

Penny gasped as the long meaty stick impacted her soft cheek, a soft “Oh!” escaping her mouth. She was well familiar with his rod, having been impaled on it multiple times throughout the week. Ethan had to confess though, that he had been pretty remiss in furthering her sexual submission as her father. He had placed a lot of focus on training her asshole, cunt, and even her pisser because the newest submissive fads included sounding. He hadn’t been keeping up with her throating skills.

Well, that was all about to change.

Ethan took the base of his cock in hand and dickslapped her a few more times, enjoying the softness of her skin on his rod.

Then, remembering her manners, she said in a breathless tone, “Daddy, pleased to meet your cock, may I say hi to your balls?”

When she received a gruff ‘Yes’ from Ethan, she nosed her way under his thick length and kissed his heavy balls one by one and gave them a light suck.

Ethan groaned in appreciation. There was nothing he loved more than a well-mannered teen slave, something that his daughter was rapidly becoming!

“Daddy, I’m a throatwhore in training, may I please deepthroat your cock?” Penny said demurely after kissing Ethan’s entire rock-hard length.

Ethan grinned to himself.

“Yes you may,” he said.

Penny opened her mouth and then slid her face forwards.

Ethan threw back his head and groaned with pleasure. It had been too long since he had his daughter’s lovely mouth on his cock. Her pink lips were stretched wide around his shaft, her eyes half shut as she focused on swallowing him whole.

Penny bobbed her head up a few times, dipping her tongue into the slit of Ethan’s bulbous cockhead before beginning to press forward even more.

Down and down and down she went, Ethan’s fuckstick disappearing into her mouth. He felt the head of his cock meet a brief resistance, but his daughter bravely took a breath, and pushed her face down.

Ethan grinned, watching as his sweet teen daughter swallowed more and more of him.

She had about three finger widths worth of cock left when suddenly, she choked!

“COUGH GORK GERK!” Penny pulled off and sputtered violently.

Evidently, she had triggered her gag reflex.

“Try again, slut,” Ethan said calmly as he waited for her to stop coughing. Tears had started to gather at the corner of Penny’s big brown eyes, but no submissive ever got anywhere by stopping when they first choked.

“Yes daddy,” Penny said submissively. She opened her mouth, took another deep breath, and then tried again.

“More pressure with the tongue in the slit,” Ethan remarked, “Point your tongue and dig in, make sure to suck behind the foreskin, get out all the gunk. This isn’t just a deepthroat, you’re cleaning up a man’s cock, polishing it, worshiping it!”

Penny made a little noise, Ethan’s remarks immediately reflected in the way her tongue immediately started poking around Ethan’s foreskin, digging underneath it to get out all the sweat and residue gaziantep özbek escort bayan that had accumulated since his shower that morning.

She slowly worked her mouth downwards once again, pressing forward bravely until her lips were once again near the base of Ethan’s cock.

Ethan stroked her hair in encouragement.

“Good girl,” he praised, “Now make an undulating motion with your tongue against the underside, make a ‘ahh’ sound if you can. It will help you get deeper.”

Penny’s tongue flexed against Ethan’s cock, wagging from side to side then up and down. Her throat began to vibrate and her lips slipped a little closer to the base of her father’s cock.

“That’s it, thaaaat’s it! Remember these motions, practice them on your dildos every single day. It shows that your mouth isn’t just a passive fuckhole but an active cocksheath!”

“GURK!” Penny tried to pull off, but Ethan grabbed her head as the tip of his cock left her throat, and pressed it there, keeping it in her mouth as she gagged violently. He didn’t try to force it in, but neither did he let her get away.

“HURK HWERK!” Penny’s eyes watered and tears streamed down her face. She coughed violently, drool flying out from where her lips were still wrapped around her father’s dick.

“Never pull off completely,” Ethan wagged his finger in her face as her gag reflex started to subside, “It shows a lack of commitment! If you need to breathe, you can pull back a little, but you should never ever remove your mouth from the cock completely unless the man pulls you off!”

Penny was red-faced, weeping by now, but she nodded in understanding.

It pained Ethan a little to see his own daughter crying like this, but it was for her own good.

“Again! This time, I want your chin on my balls!”

Once again, Penny moved forward and once again, her mouth fell short of the base by just a little.

“If you can’t get your cock balls deep, then you need to change your angle,” Ethan coached his daughter, “Lower your body a little bit more, lean forward, and then tilt your head backwards.”

Penny obeyed, her tongue still wagging and wiggling around Ethan’s shaft.

Ethan gave her a moment to get comfortable before leaning forwards.

He had the satisfaction of watching his daughter’s eyes pop wide open as her lips came to rest firmly against his neatly trimmed public hair. Her nose was buried in the wiry strands. Ethan’s balls were now pressed against her chin.

“See? A good angle makes a good deepthroat,” Ethan stroked Penny’s hair gently. He cradled her head in her hands and jerked her back and forth rapidly a few times. She went cross-eyed from the rough throat assault.

Ethan felt, rather than heard, her gag again. Penny’s young throat flexed and convulsed around his length violently. But this time, Ethan refused to let go of her head, instead continuing to hump her face. He spread his legs wide, took a step forward until he was practically straddling her face and then kept fucking her mouth.

“Relax your whole body! Think about the cock in your mouth! You’re a slut! You’re meant to take cock in your mouth! Once your body realizes that it’s meant to be there, it’ll stop gagging!”

He pulled back just far enough for her to take a breath, and then shoved his cock right back in.

To Penny’s credit, despite her struggles and her jerking body as it fought to expel something it considered an intruder, she never once brought her hands up to push her father away.

Her struggles grew weaker as she tired and soon, she merely twitched weakly as her father humped her mouth.

Drool dripped from her lips, tears streamed down her face. Her hair and face was a complete mess of snot and smeared makeup.

Ethan loved it.

“Slut, get ready. I’m about to piss,” he warned.

Penny’s eyes widened in fear.

“Throatpissing is one of the ways you train to take a throatpie,” Ethan informed her with a big grin. He pulled her more snugly onto his cock and with a loud groan, began to urinate.

The tight throat on his cock flexed as it tried to swallow the liquid being poured directly into it.

Penny managed a total of three swallows before…

“HORK HORK!”

Piss spewed from her nose as the liquid overflowed back into her mouth. It dripped from her lips and onto the floor.

Ethan stopped the flow of his urine and pulled her off.

“Sorry daddy,” Penny wept.

“Clean up the mess first. We’ll continue in a bit,” Ethan said. He took a step back and watched as his daughter started licking up the mess on the wooden tiles.

After she finished cleaning the urine on the tiles, she crawled back over to Ethan and kissed her way up his legs to his cock.

“Sorry for wasting your piss gift daddy, I didn’t mean to!” Penny sobbed.

“I know you didn’t,” Ethan consoled her. He rubbed his cock onto Penny’s face, smearing her makeup even more, “Why don’t we move on to the Hanging Head?”

Penny nodded tearfully.

Ethan helped her up and guided her to the bed. She crawled onto it and laid down, positioning herself so that her head was hanging off the bed.

“Good girl, now show me the basic Hanging Head.”

Penny straightened her arms and legs so that she was lying in a straight line.

“Now a spread.”

She spread her legs wide and held them open, putting her pussy and plugged shitter on display.

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Je refais surface, qu’est ce qu’il m’a mis, je n’y comprends plus rien. Je comptais bien leur foutre une raclée à ses pornographes. Je ne suis pas pourri pourtant, je me retrouve là? Parterre, à poil, attaché à un pilier en fer.

Face à moi, alors que mes sens s’éveillent peu à peu, je vois ma femme.

Le choc oui! La première fois, c’est très spécial!

Voir sa femme se faire prendre directement devant vous! Voir d’autres sexes pénétrer son intimité! L’entendre gémir sous les coups de reins d’un autre! Oui, je dirais que c’est flippant!

Isabelle à genoux se met à sucer une bite. Le deuxième gars se place derrière et frotte son gland sur le sexe d’Isabelle toujours pliée en deux et suçant le sexe du premier.

Le sexe de ce type entre facilement dans le vagin de ma femme et directement commence des va et vient brutaux. Ces brusques chocs amplifient la pipe que fait Isabelle sur le premier, faisant entrer le sexe de celui ci bien profondément dans sa gorge. Pendant trois quarts d’heure, les trois hommes échangent leur place et éjaculent dans la bouche d’Isabelle qui avale une grande quantité de sperme. Elle doit encore les sucer pour qu’ils reprennent leur rigidité du début.

Le troisième homme s’allonge nue sur le tapis du studio avec une belle bite bien tendue.

On lui demande de venir s’asseoir sur lui. Obéissante, elle présente sa grotte a plaisir, au-dessus du sexe érigé, elle s’empale à fond. Au même moment, des doigts dilatent son anus sans ménagement, provoquant chez elle des râles. Sa bouche est forcée à nouveau par le sexe du premier qu’elle s’empresse aussitôt de sucer avec application. Les doigts inquisiteurs la fouillent toujours, puis cèdent la place à un gland gorgé de désir qui vient forcer l’anneau souple et détendu qui s’offre à lui.

Les trois hommes la possèdent en même temps, elle croit s’évanouir tant les sensations, ses deux seins charnus reposent sur le buste du couché, son cou généreux remonte vers l’arrière, sa bouche ouverte laisse s’échapper quelques râles et ses yeux fermés révèlent son plaisir.

Plus rien n’existe à part le fait qu’elle n’est plus qu’un corps livré encore en pâture à des mâles vigoureux, la seule chose qui compte encore, c’est de s’offrir pour le plaisir. Les coups de boutoirs des trois hommes provoquent de véritables ondes de choc, elle est secouée désormais de convulsions orgasmiques violentes! Elle est certainement incapable en ce moment de penser à autre chose, qu’à sa jouissance. C’est dans un synchronisme parfait qu’ils l’inondent de longs jets de sperme chaud, alors qu’elle est ravagée par un orgasme dévastateur.

Elle n’en peut plus, les gars changent et dans la même position, elle accueille à nouveau deux autres mecs, aussi bien montés, aussi endurants, aussi durs et longs. Elle jouit une nouvelle fois.

Renversé sur le côté maintenant, son sexe palpite, son anus boursouflé reste ouvert.

– C’est dans la boite! Vous avez été formidable, surtout toi Isabelle, ta jouissance était bien plus visible que la dernière fois. AH! Oui, nous avons un spectateur, on va le faire participer les gars!

Je vois le James approché d’Isabelle, il glisse sa main entre les cuisses de ma femme haletante, s’y active un peu, ce qui arrache quelques gémissements fatigués à celle-ci. Il retire alors sa main, la lève devant lui pour l’exposer à la lumière artificielle. Elle est luisante de mouille et de sperme mêlés.

– Voilà. C’est ta femme.

Un des participants nu s’assoit par terre, jambes étendues perpendiculairement aux miennes, il pose la tête de ma femme sur ses cuisses. Elle amène sa main à saisir sa hampe, elle fait d’elle-même les quelques centimètres qui lui manquent pour prendre son sexe en bouche. Il ne lui faut pas longtemps pour gémir un peu, elle aime cette position soumise.

Je lève les yeux, mon regard s’arrête à hauteur de sa bite, qui est dressée, fièrement. Elle est effectivement plus longue, plus épaisse que la mienne, sans commune mesure.

Les lèvres de ma femme courent sur le gros membre du gars. C’est avec délectation qu’elle prend son gland en bouche entre deux coups de langue. Elle lève ses yeux vers l’homme.

James me chuchote doucement :

Tu vois comme elle aime… C’est foutu mec, ta femme ne t’aimera plus jamais comme avant! Il paraît que la vie, c’est une compétition. Il y a des gagnants, il y a des perdants! C’est la défaite que je vois sur ton visage. Tu comprends? Il faut que t’acceptes, à présent!

Je sens sa main caresser mes cheveux. Je baisse les yeux en l’acceptant.

Mon corps est entièrement relâché. J’abandonne, devant l’évidence. J’ai beau être prisonnier, je me sens lâche, faible. Je me sens peu de choses.

La douleur irradie peu à peu mon cerveau, portant une moite chaleur monte également de mon bas-ventre.

– Tu sais, on ne peut pas être à propriétaire de la même femme. Je pense qu’il vaut mieux qu’elle appartienne un seul homme, c’est plus sain. Je crois qu’elle n’est pas assez maîtresse d’elle-même pour choisir.

– Je peux la faire jouir. Et j’ai un besoin üniversiteli gaziantep escort d’argent.

Il a raison…

– Viens ici, Isabelle chérie.

Elle se place à ma gauche, à genoux. Il la repousse gentiment, pour qu’elle bascule en arrière, les jambes écartées. Pendant qu’elle regarde nos deux sexes, je vois la chatte de la mère de mes enfants, rougi par une chevauchée terrifiante, menée par des étalons virils, s’ouvrir pour laisser s’échapper sur le carrelage un flot de sperme épais.

– Voilà! Elle aime les hommes. Tu comprends? Tiens regarde ça?

Il prend les deux genoux d’Isabelle, dans ses mains, les écarte et les soulève. L’anus de ma femme apparaît entrouvert laissant échapper un sperme brunâtre.

Il met sa main dans la chatte de ma femme, il y remue lentement les doigts. Elle ferme les yeux. Puis, il les retire, luisants de son épaisse crème. Il les place devant nos yeux à tous deux.

– Regarde!

Ils ont littéralement rempli ma femme. James lui fait faire ce qu’il veut, c’est une chienne obéissante. Moi, le mari, je suis attaché à un mètre de ma femme, en train d’admirer entre ses cuisses, le sperme des autres hommes, ce qui m’apprend ce qu’est la virilité. La leçon n’est pas finie.

– Tiens. On partage! Dit il.

Il dirige lentement ses doigts vers ma bouche entrouverte, il les lave sur ma langue. Je goûte pour la première fois du sperme, non seulement, ce n’est pas le mien, mais c’est celui des hommes qui ont baisé ma femme. Je suis humilié, car je suis devenu incapable d’agir. J’ai abandonné.

Ses phalanges vont et viennent sur ma langue, dessus, sur les côtés, dessous. Il replonge ensuite sa main dans la moule de ma femme, en retire encore une belle coulée, il revient à ma bouche. Cette fois-ci, il badigeonne mes dents. Il défait en même temps les liens qui m’enserrent les bras.

– Tiens, c’est du dentifrice, c’est pour l’haleine! Attends, il te faut une brosse à dents aussi.

Le grand James se relève. J’ai son sexe, dur, en face de moi. Je prends peur, hors, il m’attrape la tête entre ses deux mains puissantes, il enfonce d’un coup sa puissance virile au fond de ma gorge. Mes dents s’écartent seules sur son passage, ma mâchoire se distend. J’ai un haut-le-cœur.

Il a d’un coup pris possession de ma bouche vierge!

Un homme m’utilise pour glorifier sa bite?

Je ne veux pas me laisser violer, j’essaie de repousser ses hanches de mes mains, mais je me trouve impuissant, une fois encore, devant sa force. J’ai beau être musclé, cet homme est beaucoup plus fort que moi. Il commence de longs et puissants va-et-viens. Je subis sa loi en geignant de petits cris aigus, il m’étouffe à moitié.

– Allez, suce salope, suce! Quoi, t’es pas content?

Il s’arrête rapidement et se retire.

– Tu te plains? Tu te plains de quoi? J’ai fait niquer ta femme, alors suce!

Il appuie son ordre d’une grange claque cuisante et sonore. Il prend mon menton entre ses doigts, et relève mon visage vers le sien. J’essaie de reculer la tête.

– Non!

Une deuxième gifle me projette immédiatement à terre.

– Alors, c’est toi le cocu, moi, c’est James, tu es venu pour me foutre une raclée et mettre le bordel dans mon studio! C’est toi qui es là, à poil parterre. Donc, on va bien s’amuser ce soir! Je viens de faire un film pendant que je fais faire baiser ta salope de femme une nouvelle fois aujourd’hui. Je peux te dire que c’est devenue une belle chienne, on n’est pas près d’arrêter de la voir ici! – Je sais que jusque là, ta femme n’aimait pas trop que tu la lèches, alors tu vas pouvoir rattraper tout ce temps perdu et enfin te régaler de la chatte et du cul de ta pute de femme, c’est désormais tout ce à quoi tu auras encore droit venant de sa part. D’ailleurs, elle ne t’appartient plus!

Ma femme approche doucement de mon visage son sexe largement ouvert et plaque d’un coup ma bouche sur sa chatte gluante, rempli d’une épaisse mouille, très odorante, elle me dit de lécher tout le foutre de ses amants et de laver consciencieusement sa chatte et son cul, qu’elle puisse à nouveau être utilisée et défoncée comme bon lui semble. Sa chatte sent vraiment très fort, cette odeur me dégoûte, pourtant je rêve depuis tellement de temps de la lécher après l’amour.

Hors, là, c’est pas mon jus que je lèche, c’est celui des autres, je me résigne à lécher et je m’applique.

– Je suis pleine de sperme mon chéri, ça me rend vraiment heureuse d’être enfin la salope que j’ai toujours voulue être! Maintenant appliques toi en silence! Suce, lèche et lave bien ma chatte et mon cul de pute, mon cocu chéri!

Elle gémit sur ma langue.

Une fois propre de toute souillure, Isabelle se recule de mon corps.

James, me relève par les cheveux. Lui se tient les mains sur les hanches, la verge en avant, droite et fière. Moi, je tiens mes joues entre les mains, les jambes relevées, je pleure bruyamment, comme un enfant. De la morve s’écoule de mes narines, mes yeux étaient des rivières.

– Alors, tu suces? M’ordonne James, gaziantep üniversiteli escort la main bien levée, dans l’attente d’une frappe.

Je lui réponds par un petit oui de défaite. Il patiente une seconde.

– Alors, j’attends!

D’un rapide mouvement du bassin, il secoue sa puissante colonne sous mon nez. Donc, je baisse les yeux, soumis, prends doucement son sceptre dans mes deux mains, je pose mes lèvres sur son gland.

– C’est bien putain, suce salope, tu vas voir ce que c’est qu’un homme…

Il m’a battu. Humilié. Et maintenant, je le suce avec application devant les trois partenaires de ma femme souillée de leurs spermes.

J’engloutis le gland et progresse sur la hampe. Je n’arrive pas à aller très loin. Il me met la main droite sur la tête, il me dit de faire attention avec mes dents. J’ouvre au maximum les mâchoires. Je lui obéis.

Il me fait faire de petits allers retours, recule ses hanches et avance sa pine alternativement. Je sens son ventre écraser mon front. J’étouffe un peu sous son gras, cela me fait bien sentir ma soumission face à cet homme. Bientôt, il me prend la tête entre ses deux mains pour accélérer le mouvement.

Je ne dois pas me débrouiller très bien. Son sexe va de plus en plus profondément, jusqu’à pénétrer ma gorge. Je ne tiens plus en équilibre, mes mains se raccrochent à présent à ses cuisses velues et puissantes. Je ne maîtrise plus ma bouche, qu’il utilise selon son bon vouloir, des flots de salive débordent mes lèvres pour couvrir mon menton et tomber sur ma poitrine. Lui-même, sa virilité s’orne de mon humidité buccale. Je ne pourrais plus jamais me regarder dans une glace sans me rappeler cette scène.

– Mets-toi à quatre pattes chienne!

J’obéis. Je place ma tête entre ses deux imposantes cuisses, je la tourne pour placer ma langue sous ses bourses. Je rends hommage à sa capacité reproductrice également bien dotée, je goûte au goût un peu rance de ses testicules. Elles sont déjà humides de ma première fellation.

Je sens mon dos ployer sous le poids de son ventre. Mon visage s’écrase entre ses cuisses, ses couilles, il remet sa bite dans ma bouche, je m’affaisse sous son poids, mes fesses s’écartent mécaniquement, lui offrant une entrée royale vers mon petit trou qu’il commence à caresser.

Je me débats. D’abord, parce que je ne veux pas qu’on me fasse ça, ensuite, parce que j’étouffe. J’étouffe réellement. Ne parvenant plus à respirer, j’abandonne la lutte tandis que des étoiles apparaissent devant mes yeux.

Soudain, ma tête trouve de l’air. Elle vient de passer entre ses cuisses. Je prends de profondes inspirations, le corps abandonné à James.

– Tu vas voir, on est gentil. On ne va pas te faire de mal. Je veux te faire du bien. Je sais faire beaucoup de bien, tu sais. Mais je sais que ce n’est pas facile, alors je vais te trouver quelque chose à faire pour faire passer la pilule.

James remet sa grosse bite dans ma bouche en m’ordonnant de bien le sucer. Ses doigts courent autour de mon petit trou. Il le chauffe quelques minutes, puis il commence à picoter. Je m’agrippe à ses jambes.

– Tu commences à aimer, hein?

D’un grognement négatif, j’essaie de me faire comprendre, en réalité, je deviens moite et mon corps commence à remuer. Son index gratte ma corolle. Il éclate de rire lorsqu’il voit entre mes jambes complètement écartées mon anus sauter vers son doigt. J’ai envie de le recevoir.

Il y fait pénétrer une phalange, qu’il fait lentement tourner. Il prend tout son temps. Mon sexe est bouillant, je ne peux m’en occuper. A la place, je pousse des gémissements plaintifs, Bientôt, il fait entrer un doigt entier dans mon fondement. Il tourne pour élargir mes possibilités, lorsque je suis un peu assoupli, il y joint un second. Je resserre mes mâchoires sur son gourdin. Une grande claque tombe sur mes fesses. De ces deux doigts, il entreprend de me masser la prostate. Je progresse dans la jouissance.

La caresse prodiguée par les doigts de James, courant dans mon rectum, je gémis pour de bon, en continu. Un troisième vient rejoindre peu après ses deux frères.

Soudain, ses doigts arrêtent leur mouvement. Il les retire. J’ai brutalement froid, je ressens un vide profond. De la déception, aussi.

Une douleur fulgurante me traverse le cerveau. J’ai les yeux écarquillés, le souffle coupé. Ma femme se penche sur moi :

– Il en a enfoncé la moitié d’un coup. Tu dois avoir mal. Mais ne t’inquiète pas, tu aimeras. Toutes les femmes aiment.

James me caresse le dos, lentement, en me parlant doucement

– Calme, calme, détends-toi, ça va aller, on va bien m’occuper de toi, va. Continu à me sucer.

Je recommence à sucer sa bite. Après quelques instants, je commence à me détendre. Celui qui me sodomise le sent, il commence à reculer lentement sa bite, avant de me la renfoncer avec force, mais sans vivacité. Je me sens envahi.

J’ai quelque chose de chaud, vibrant et puissant qui prend possession de mon fondement.

Des mains rassurantes me retiennent gaziantep üniversiteli escort bayan par les hanches. Un homme s’occupe de moi. James me flatte la nuque, il me caresse le dos.

Il joue quelques secondes avec mes seins. Mon souffle revient. Il devient chaud et profond. Je soupire, j’aspire la bite de James en cadence avec celle qui me rentre dans les reins. Lorsqu’elle entre, je me sens rempli. Je suis bien… Lorsqu’elle se retire, je me sens vide, je veux qu’elle reprenne sa place. Mais c’est la lente caresse de sa virilité dans mon humidité qui me procure le plus de plaisir.

Je commence à sentir quelque chose au niveau des couilles. Une sorte d’électricité passagère. Soudain, dans un râle, il plonge entièrement en moi en m’attirant à lui.

Ses lourds testicules recouvrent les miens, plus modestes. Son bassin collé au mien témoigne de sa domination sur moi. Son ventre qui écrase à présent mes reins, ses jambes qui contrôlent les miennes, ses larges mains qui lui permettent de m’enfiler m’assurent de la présence d’un homme qui fait ce que tout homme doit faire, il utilise sa supériorité.

Il ressort la longueur de son sexe, la replonge avec vigueur et détermination dans mon trou béant. Est-ce lui qui m’empale, ou moi qui sers de gant à sa bite? Il accélère peu à peu le mouvement, moi, je commence à ahaner mon plaisir. J’avale encore plus la bite de James.

– Ah, putain, t’aimes ça hein? Regarde Isabelle, ton mari, comment il aime se prendre une queue dans les fesses!

Moi, je prends un tuyau dans mon cul trempé, je m’agrippe aux jambes de James en avalant au maximum sa bite tend. Le partenaire de ma femme qui m’encule, imprime sa vitesse, de plus en plus grande, c’est lui qui retient réellement mon corps de ses mains et ses bras puissants.

Un bruit de succion se fait à présent entendre, entre deux percussions, par ses couilles. Mes fesses aussi claquent. Je glisse tellement que sa verge sort plus d’une fois de son fourreau. Elle en retrouve tout aussi naturellement son chemin.

Ses mains se dérobent également, il me prend par la tignasse. Moi, je suis enculé en profondeur, je suce une bite, le visage levé, les yeux fermés. Le plaisir a fini de m’envahir, ma femme avait raison, j’aime ça.

J’aime la manière dont l’homme me chevauche. J’aime le sentir entrer, ressortir, prendre possession de moi. J’aime être soumis à son sexe, plus imposant que le mien. J’aime me faire prendre devant ma femme et les autres, voire ma virilité complètement anéantie devant celle à qui je fais si souvent l’amour.

– Ah grosse chienne! Tu l’aimes la bite, hein? T’en veux hein? T’en as plus rien à foutre de ta femme maintenant, tout ce que tu veux, c’est du sperme dans ton cul, hein salope! Tu aimes ça hein?

Je sens quelque chose monter profondément de mon ventre, toucher mon sexe avant d’atteindre à mon cerveau et d’exploser partout en même temps.

Pour la première fois de ma vie, j’ai un orgasme. Je hurle mon bonheur, mon sperme se répand sous moi. James se vide dans ma gorge, sous l’effet de mon orgasme, j’avale en aspirant son jus, mon nez dans ses poils pubien, j’aspire pour en avoir plus dans la gorge.

– AH! AH! Gros pédé! T’aimes ça la bite dans ton cul! Elle te fait jouir hein?

Je vois ma femme essoufflée prendre son pied avec un de ses partenaires et à me voir soumis au pieu d’un autre. Il accélère sa cadence, afferme son emprise sur mes cheveux et d’un coup se bloque dans mon cul.

– AAAHHFFFFF!

Son long cri de jouissance retentit dans la pièce, je sens ses longs jets de foutre crémeux repeindre mon cul à ses couleurs. Il s’enfonce avec force, il finit par se détendre. Il laisse s’échapper le mot chienne, avant de s’effondrer sur mon dos.

J’ai encore son sexe épais planté dans le cul, je suis en nage.

James se relève en s’appuyant sur ma tête. Il garde les doigts agrippés dans mes cheveux pour me relever également.

– Alors c’est ça, le mec qui voulait me défoncer tout à l’heure? C’est bien un pédé ça, trois claques et ça ferme sa grande gueule, ça baisse les yeux. Et t’as trouvé une bite, quand t’as baissé les yeux, hein? T’as vu, la mienne, c’est une vraie. Ah, mais en fait, c’est ça? T’es pas jaloux parce que ta femme te trompe? T’es jaloux parce que tu voulais y goûter toi aussi? Ah c’est bon les grosses bites hein? Tu en veux une autre dans ton cul, hein, maintenant? – Alors, c’est qui l’homme? Et toi, t’es quoi? Hein? Allez, dis-le?

– Je suis une gonzesse!

– Non, t’es une PUTE!

Je n’en peux plus. Je suis humilié comme jamais, il m’a battu, pris ma femme, mon honneur, à présent, il veut faire de moi une femme. Mon anus s’ouvre et se ferme tour à tour. Il est devenu vivant. Il a envie qu’un sexe coulisse dans mon trou humide.

Ma femme qui a fini de jouir, se dégage alors que son partenaire, qui n’a pas joui, dirige vers moi, toujours à genoux, son sexe fraîchement sorti des fesses de ma femme, il me lance :

– Tète-moi!

Toujours aussi rigide, sa bite force autoritairement mes lèvres. Avec application, ma bouche se fait ronde autour de lui. Malgré l’endroit d’où il vient, il n’est pas propre, le goût me rappelle qu’il a visité les entrailles d’Isabelle. Il ne tarde pas à me remplir la gorge de son sperme qui a un goût plus fort que ce que j’avais cru en m’occupant de la chatte de ma femme. Il y a aussi une forte odeur de cul, et un goût que je suppose provenir de sa merde. Je le nettoie. De la bave s’échappe de ma bouche. Son sexe doit être bien propre à présent.

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His thick lips flapped, and his smile sparkled, but her poker face waned. Chances of this first date escalating to a relationship were none to don’t even think about it.Fuck a relationship, gerçek porno though. It was time to get off.“Yes, very interesting,” she lied. “Getting gay porno a little tired. Take me home?”He sulked but complied. She suggested they talk evli porno in the backseat first before moving off. After more incessant yapping, she grabbed his head and said, “You talk too much.”She stuffed his face under her pantyless dress and ground it off until her vocals finally outdid his for the night.Afterward, his face still sheened with shock and cunt; he asked, “Another date soon?”“Oh God no,” she laughed. “Home visits on the other hand… ”

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My first few weeks at University were one long party. I think I made it to a few lectures but it was mainly getting drunk and getting to know the 18 people who I shared a kitchen with on my corridor. All of them were great but there was one girl I just couldn’t keep my eyes off, Sarah. At about 5’5 and blonde with a gorgeous curvy figure she was sexy as hell and to make it worse for me we got on like a house on fire! Unfortunately if became clear in the first few days that, despite the heavy flirting, she was off limits with a long-term boyfriend, Andy, who would be visiting very shortly.

When he arrived I thought I’d be incredibly jealous and hate the guy, but the first night we went out together the 3 of us got on great and were the last ones standing, staggering back to our halls in the early ours of the morning. They fell giggling into her room and I went back to mine, crashing on my bed and wishing I could have been the one sharing her bed that night. Those thoughts soon had my hand inside my jeans stroking my hardening cock, fantasizing what she’d be like naked, how it would feel to be inside her.

The beep of my mobile brought me quickly back to the real world, it was a message from Sarah.

‘Me and Andy both had a brilliant night, it doesn’t have to stop if you want to join us! My room will be unlocked for the next ten minutes. Hope you come.’ She sent.

It took a few seconds to register what I’d read. This was just Sarah’s type of humour trying to wind me up! Well I’d show her, see how far I could push her and Andy! I marched of down to corridor to her room ready to show them I couldn’t be wound up that easily.

As I opened the door I was in for the shock of my life… there was Sarah, naked on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind, doggy style by Adam. She looked so hot, moaning and whimpering as he thrust his cock into her, making her gorgeous, big breasts bounce. Adam was obviously escort araban enjoying it too, his face in a state of pleasure as his 6ft toned body arched back and forth to give it to Sarah with the power she obviously loved. They both looked up and smiled.

‘Glad you decided to join us Paul.’ Sarah whispered breathlessly

Now not for one minute did I think before this that Sarah’s early message was actually real. I was in a situation I’d not imagined before, sure I wanted Sarah desperately, but I never thought I’d be fucking her in the presence of her boyfriend. My threesome fantasies had always strictly been me and two girls.

It didn’t take me long to make up my mind. What else is University for if not new experiences?! I stripped off down to my boxers. Just over 6ft, blonde hair, broad shoulders and a body I looked after, I was sure they liked what they saw. I took a few steps closer to Sarah until I was just in front of her face, my erection now stretching the material of my boxers. With a mischievous giggle she yanked them down around my ankles letting my thick 7-inch cock spring free. Her mouth found my dick almost as quickly as my hands found her hair and before long Sarah was getting fucked at both ends, with my dick getting the sucking of it’s life. Her tongue was amazing and she expertly took the entire length of it with no trouble, I was in heaven and the presence of her boyfriend didn’t bother me at all. If anything the kinkiness of the situation just turned me on more. After all what man can question a position where a hot girl’s warm wet mouth if pleasuring his penis?

After a few minutes of me fucking her face and Andy her pussy his pace stepped up and it was clear that he was about to shoot his load into Sarah.

‘Ohhhh God I’m going to cum!’ he cried and I could feel his thrusts into Sarah as he came hard inside her. This obviously sent Sarah araban escort bayan over the edge, her moans of ecstasy only muffled by my dick still being expertly sucked as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through her.

Finally she let her mouth rest as I removed my dick and she gulped for air. I was still rock hard and desperately wanted to come but wasn’t about to demand anything, this threesome concept was still a little new to me. It didn’t take long for the two of them to recover and what happened next still gets me hard to this day. Sarah whispered into Andy’s ear and her giggles were met with a smile from him.

‘Do you trust us Paul? If so shut your eyes and we’ll make sure you know how grateful we are for welcoming Andy so warmly tonight!’ Sarah said seductively

‘Sure!’ I replied, just hoping that whatever they had planned would offer my balls some release.

‘Ok, now eyes tight shut and spread your legs a little further apart.’ Sarah instructed.

In the mood to obey I did as she said and it wasn’t long before the familiar feeling of Sarah sucking on my cock returned. This time licking up and down the length of my shaft, caressing my balls, teasing the head, she truly was an expert. Losing myself I’d forgotten about Andy. This was until I felt another pair of hands touching me from behind, firmly yet gently running up the insides of my legs and to my backside. I tensed a little, a guy had never touched me before, though I admit I had wondered what it would feel like in some of my kinkier fantasy sessions. With Sarah still sucking at my dick Andy began planting kisses up the inside of my legs before slowly parting my ass cheeks. A hand on the bottom of my back gently bent me over a little pushing my cock deeper into his girlfriend’s mouth and exposing my asshole further. I felt the tip of Andy’s tongue slowly begin to work my anus from behind.

I escort araban couldn’t believe this was happening, I wish I could have been watching from the outside of this situation as a couple both on their knee’s worked on me back and front. His tongue began to probe a little deeper. I’d had a few girls’ fingers up there before but never a tongue and it felt amazing. Sarah really began to go to work pumping my shaft with her mouth as Andy fucked my ass with his tongue. This kind of pleasure was amazing and I could feel the orgasm build in my toes.

‘OH GOD, OH GOD… I’m going to cum!’ I cried out only just in time for the first shot of spunk to spray into Sarah’s mouth. She quickly pulled my cock out and pumped it furiously, aiming my spunk all over her face and tits, rubbing it into her with her free hand. I shot load after load onto her and she clearly loved the mess I was making. It was only when my balls were completely empty that she stopped milking my cock and Andy finally stopped licking out my ass which he had worked all through my orgasm.

I could barely stand and staggered over to the nearby bed to sit down. I smiled at the sight of the naked couple still on their knee’s, Sarah covered in my cum and Andy having been the first person to ever lick my ass.

‘Wow!’ was about all I could offer.

‘We’re so glad you enjoyed it Paul,’ Said Andy ‘We weren’t sure if you’d want to join in, Sarah’s been telling me about you from nearly the first day and how she thought we might be able to have fun with you.’

‘And we certainly did that!’ added Sarah, gathering a finger load of cum from her breasts and sucking it clean.

‘Well I better leave you guys to it.’ I offered, not wanting overstay my welcome

‘And why would you want to do that? The nights only just begun and I’m sure as hell not going to be the only one left this messy!’ Sarah purred ‘but then again if you need a rest now, Andy’s going to come visit almost every week so maybe we can see what other situations the three of us can come up with?!’

All I could do was smile from ear to ear at the possibilities.

And so began some of the most interesting sexual experiences of my life, but of course the others are for another time….!

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When Casey awoke, she instantly realised she was naked, and groped around automatically for a gown or her pyjamas. Then she remembered that wasn’t allowed today. She had to stay naked until tomorrow evening. She rolled over to find Greg was still where she left him the night before. She watched him sleeping and enjoyed having a cover over her body for what might be the last time for the next two days.She looked at her phone and saw it was just on seven a.m. Dammit. If they were going to leave by seven-thirty it was time to get moving, and fast.Casey couldn’t believe she was actually going to go through with it, but she also knew she didn’t have the choice not to. That would have far worse consequences than a few strangers seeing her naked. She felt so odd being nude right now even in her own house. What would it be like outside amongst fully clothed people going about their business? She also realised Greg hadn’t got a good look at her yet, and he might be revolted seeing what she actually looked like in the light of day.Time to wake him up.She rolled over onto her stomach to try to delay letting him see her body and her ghastly protruding labia minora just a little longer and started pushing him in the shoulder.“Wake up, sleepy head. Gotta get going. What do you want for breakfast?”Greg opened his eyes and took stock of his surroundings for a few moments. Then he smiled and pulled Casey close to him and began kissing her.“Eww dragon breath!” Casey protested, feigning disgust. “Okay, I’m gonna take a shower. Then I suggest you do. We need to get going if we want to beat the crowds.”“Yeah, that’s fine. I can be ready in about ten minutes. Oh crap, I better text my mum to let her know I’m okay.”“You can do that?” asked Casey. “My mum would have me drawn and quartered if I didn’t go home one night and didn’t tell her where I was.””Yeah, it’s not unusual for me to stay out, and she’s used to me. I may technically still be in high school, but I’m an adult now that I’m getting my diploma,” he explained. “Now, let’s have a look at my cute little nudist.””No!” Casey protested, and then ran out of the room before he could grab her and see her clearly. Remembering the stubble problem caused by her fair skin and rapidly growing dark hair, she wanted the chance to at least shower and shave again before that happened. If she had to have a shaved pussy, she didn’t want it to look untidy like she didn’t care about her appearance.She locked the bathroom door behind her so he couldn’t follow, and then took care of business. Afterwards, she went to wrap a towel around her body and then realised she was being silly and hung it up again.When she got to her room, she discovered Greg wasn’t there anymore. She assumed he must have gone downstairs already, so she took a deep breath and headed down to find him.Oh my God, I feel so weird walking around naked. What’s it going to be like when I walk outside like this?“Did you find the coffee and something to eat?” she asked, trying to appear as normal as possible.“I found the coffee. Not sure where the cornflakes are yet,” Greg replied, trying his best not to stare at the naked girl in the room with him.“Top shelf. Pantry,” Casey pointed out to him.Greg looked where she pointed in an effort to be polite and try to look at something other than her. Her beauty literally took his breath away and he so desperately wanted to drink it in, but he didn’t want to do anything that might make him seem escort bayan anything less than a gentleman.Casey went over near him to make herself a coffee too.“We better put that tattoo on too,” Greg reminded her.“Oh shit, yes,” Casey responded. “I almost forgot. I’ll go get it.”My head is such a mess! Imagine if I walked out of here without that!They quickly read the instructions on the back which said to wet it first. Casey held her arm out on the table while Greg applied it and held it down, then peeled off the backing paper and they checked it out.“Well, I couldn’t pick that from the real deal,” Greg decided.“We better hope not, or this day is going to get a lot more interesting than I expected, real fast,” Casey replied.“You’ll be fine. If it comes to it, I’ll bust you out of the hands of any cops and do a runner with you.”Casey laughed.“Okay, do you need a shower?” Casey asked.“Yeah, I s’pose. I’ll just be a minute.”Casey used the time Greg was in the shower to put the money, the shopping list, and her phone into a small purse, and then slipped on a pair of fairly new runners with some anklet socks. Being naked was one thing. Standing on broken glass or spilled substances was quite another. She felt sure the blackmailer would be okay with it. It wasn’t like she was covering anything important, which she felt was the main point of the exercise for him. He wanted to humiliate her because it gave him a boner, and she was determined not to let him see her react that way. She then took a moment to take some big breaths to try to calm her racing heart. She checked and rechecked the tattoo and looked out the window at least a dozen times to see if any neighbours might be about. She was pleased to see that her street seemed to be still asleep, and hoped Greg hurried up before that changed.Ding.“selfie”Jesus, already?She quickly took the shot and texted it back.Ding.“What time are you leaving?”Why does he care as long as I get it done?“Very soon.”Greg reappeared dressed in his clothes from the day before, and with wet uncombed hair. Casey thought it must be great to be a guy. A five-minute shower and they were good to go, without spending ages with a hairdryer and a makeup case.He hasn’t even dried himself properly. Eww!“Ok let’s do this!” Casey announced, breathing in and out deeply one last time as she mustered all her strength to step out through the door.“Yes, let’s do it!” Greg repeated reassuringly. He was amazed his date could be doing a thing like this. He’d never known a girl like her.Once outside, she nervously looked up and down the street to make sure no one was looking. If she thought it felt strange to walk around inside her house naked, it didn’t hold a candle to this. She practically ran to Greg’s car but then to her horror found it was locked. She frantically looked back at Greg and briefly considered running back to the relative safety of the house.“Oh, sorry,” Greg responded as he reached into his pocket and hit the car’s remote control.Casey had the passenger door open the moment the alarm chirped. She quickly sat inside and closed the door again before breathing a sigh of relief. However, after feeling the upholstery on her bare buttocks, she remembered the involuntary response that humiliation tended to induce in her nether regions and being naked in this boy’s car on her way to being nude in public was humiliating beyond anything she’d ever experienced.Oh escort bayanlar my God, I’ll probably leave a wet patch on his seat! Fuck!“Hold on a moment,” she instructed as she reluctantly opened the car door again and ran back to the house.Greg looked on amused as she quickly ducked back inside to grab a towel which she laid on her seat.“Okay, let’s go!” Casey directed as she sat back down and buckled up.The engine rumbled to life, and they were soon on the motorway to Stocksgate.“So where are we going?” Greg asked.Casey pulled out the shopping list with the address.“Um… it’s a chain supermarket inside a place called Southern Meadows Shopping Centre. Grey Street towards the southern end,” Casey replied.“I think I know the place,” Greg responded. “Well, I know where Grey Street is anyway. I’m sure we’ll find it from there.”“You don’t want me to look it up on MAPS for you?”“Nah, we’ll be fine.”Casey tried to take her mind off what she was about to do and instead thought about having sex with Greg the night before.I’m a woman now! Oh my God, he sucked my labia. How embarrassing! Although, if he sucked them, then he can’t have been too disgusted, right? And he didn’t bolt this morning after seeing me in the light of day…She tried to find a subtle way to ask him, but then decided she’d just come straight out with it.“Um… Greg…”“Yes, Casey?”“Last night… Um… When you went down on me. You didn’t notice anything unusual about me?”“What do you mean, Casey?”“Um… Like I have a lot more going on down there than most girls have?”“Oh. Err… Um… I think I know what you mean. No. Let me put it to you like this. We live in the age of the Internet, and a young man gets the opportunity to see naked ladies in all shapes, sizes, and colours. You haven’t got anything I haven’t seen before. I kinda like it in fact. Kind of a lot in fact. I don’t suppose you’d mind pulling over for a while? I got kind of an uncomfortable stirring going on right now with a beautiful naked girl in my car talking about me eating her beautiful pussy.”Casey gently slapped him and smiled.Well, at least he does seem to like it, assuming he’s telling the truth and isn’t just being polite, or that most other people wouldn’t still think I’m a total freak show.Eventually, they arrived on Grey Street and were looking for the Southern Meadows sign. Once it came into view and they drove into the car park, Greg found a spot close to the supermarket section where she wouldn’t have far to walk to the entry. He turned off the engine and Casey suddenly found she couldn’t move her legs. She was naked, in a car, miles from home. Could this really be happening? Could she actually be about to step outside and walk across the car park, and then in through the front door? It was just past eight-thirty p.m. and there were already a lot of people about. Old people, young people, mothers with children. Children! And all of them were about to see her naked with a shaved pussy and her dangly labia on full display!C’mon Casey. Just get it done! Remember you’re a registered nudist with the tattoo and everything as far as anyone knows. Just walk like you’re not doing anything out of the ordinary. Don’t try to cover anything. Just act normal and walk!Greg came around to her door, opened it and held out his hand like a gentleman. Casey still wasn’t ready, but she took his hand and allowed him to lift her out into the bayan escort sunlight. To say she felt nervous would be an understatement. Her eyes looked around in a mad panic as she felt heat flushing her cheeks. Her knees threatened to give out and she put her hand on the roof of the car to steady herself.What the fuck is wrong with me? This won’t do. The only way I’m going to get through this is to be practical. I’m here for a reason. I have a job to do. Shopping has to be done. Things have to be put into the trolley and paid for. That’s what I’m here for. Don’t think about being naked. Put that out of your mind, Casey. You’re registered. You’re legal. People expect you to be comfortable with it so make sure that’s what they see. Just get this done.Suddenly she remembered it had to be recorded, so she got out her phone and handed it to Greg.“Ok Okay record me. I want everything. Good and bad. Don’t miss a thing,” she instructed.“Your wish is my command, milady,” he replied, smiling reassuringly.Casey took a deep breath.“Okay, let’s do this!”And with that, she closed the door behind her and stepped out into the open car park.She took the first few steps. No one had noticed her so far. Hopefully, it stayed that way. Another few steps and she’d made it almost halfway to the door, but then she could see that some people off to her right had stopped to stare.That’s okay, Casey. This was going to happen. Just keep going and get this over with.She made it to the automatic doors, and they opened, but then she heard a clicking noise behind her. She turned around to look for its source and came face to face with a man staring openly at her and taking pictures with his phone!“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed. “A real-life nudist, and a pretty one at that. We don’t see that sort of thing around here very often.”“I should hope not!” a woman added, probably his wife, who then physically began pushing the man away. He was unable to take his eyes off the pretty naked girl in front of him as he reluctantly ceded to his wife’s goading.“Excuse me,” came another male voice behind her.Casey turned and it was a security guard! White-faced and unable to speak, she could only hold up her tattooed wrist to show him.“Sorry, ma’am. As you were.”The tattoo had passed! One problem down.Now Casey needed a trolley. She found the trolley corral and put her purse into one as she was instructed to do, and then pulled out the shopping list.Let’s see now. A banana, a carrot, a cucumber, some cereal, a loaf of bread, some salsa, a bag of boiled lollies, a frozen pizza, a small carton of milk, some chicken wings, a bottle of coke. This stuff is all over the place! I’ll have to go down every aisle!With her mind spinning with what she was doing, she surveyed the shop layout and set off to find the items. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Greg filming her.For God’s sake, don’t miss anything, Greg. The last thing I need is to piss this guy off after going through all this.Everything felt surreal. She almost felt like she was watching herself from somewhere far away. She tried hard to project forward to when she would be back in Greg’s car again. Even better, back at home. Even better than that, back at home wearing clothes again like a normal person.Robotically, she continued collecting the items and putting them in the trolley, all the while conscious of the people stopping and staring at her with stunned expressions and gaping mouths all around.“Why doesn’t she have any clothes on, Mummy?”“Not very buxom, is she? No pubes either. Is she old enough to be doing this?”“That is one of the most perfect asses I have ever seen.”“Should someone tell her she seems to have forgotten something?”“Good for you, love. More young ladies could take a page out of your book.”

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