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Histoires de la Bienheureuse Agnès 4

1ère Histoire – Soir d’octobre en Beaujolais — 4

Episode 4 / 6 : Où le lecteur a la confirmation qu’Agnès est tombée dans un traquenard.

Remarque préliminaire : Pour la compréhension de l’histoire, il est très utile d’avoir lu les épisodes précédents.

… Déjà Armand et Hubert, le blondinet, revenaient avec quatre ou cinq bouteilles. Ils avaient pris au passage chacun sous un bras, la portugaise complètement ivre, qu’ils traînèrent jusqu’à la table pour l’associer aux libations du groupe. Tandis qu’Hubert tenait la portugaise pour ne pas qu’elle roule à terre, Armand déboucha les bouteilles et les posa sur la table entre les jambes d’Agnès. Celle-ci, assise depuis qu’elle était détachée, n’avait pas bougée, perdue dans ses pensées… On remplit rapidement les verres que la Bernadette et Elise avait disposés sur le bout de la table. Agnès n’osait refermer les jambes de craintes de renverser verres et bouteilles. Elle resta donc les jambes écartées, laissant voir sa moule à travers sa toison assez peu fournie. Elle se dit que les poils masquaient un peu sa fente qui ne serait ainsi pas trop visible aux gens qui faisaient cercle autour de la table.

Sur sa gauche, Agnès remarqua que la Brigitte s’était discrètement éclipsée entre deux rangées de tonneaux. Là, penchée en avant, écartant bien les jambes, les fesses presqu’à toucher la paroi, elle pissait debout ou presque. Agnès l’entendait uriner. Seul Adrien, semblait avoir remarqué le manège de Brigitte et se tenait debout à l’entrée de la petite allée entre les tonneaux. Il observait la rousse en train de pisser en branlant sa queue dressée. Tout en urinant, Brigitte lui adressa un sourire. Le garçon se sentant encouragé, s’avança entre les tonneaux. Brigitte fit alors un demi-tour sur elle-même lui présentant ses fesses écartées qui finissaient d’uriner. Adrien s’accroupit derrière elle et enfouissant sous visage entre les fesses de la rousse, lui lécha avidement la fente encore toute ruisselante d’urine chaude.

Pendant ce temps les hommes faisaient boire les femmes. Au deuxième verre, la petite portugaise échappa à la vigilance et au soutien d’Hubert et roula par terre, sous la table, la jupe remontée jusqu’à la taille, les fesses et le con à l’air. Elle devait être proche du coma éthylique, car elle y resta là, incapable de se relever et personne ne s’en occupa plus.

La Bernadette remplissait de nouveau les verres. Les hommes, les femmes, tous burent au moins deux verres chacun. Elise, la jeune brunette était maintenant pratiquement ivre et avait du mal à rester assise sur le banc à la droite d’Agnès. Quant à la blonde Hélène, elle était complètement saoule et c’était le Françou qui la faisait boire au verre comme on l’aurait fait avec un enfant… Revenue dans l’assemblée, la Brigitte but aussi, largement autant que les autres, mais on aurait dit que le vin était sans effet sur elle : elle avait toujours cette prestance provocante et son regard aiguisé, dur et hautain. La Bernadette but elle aussi et sans doute plus que la plupart, cependant elle portait très bien l’alcool, car rien dans son comportement et son physique ne laissait paraître le moindre signe d’ébriété. Le Jacquot, ivre depuis déjà un bon moment, était plus rouge que jamais, mais les quelques verres de plus ne semblaient pas l’atteindre davantage ; l’entraînement sans doute… Le Françou aussi avait son compte, mais sans plus. Il faisait surtout boire la grande Hélène. Il lui parlait beaucoup alors que la fille, ivre depuis longtemps, ne semblait saisir le moindre mot du discours du vieil édenté… Et puis Armand, le rouquin buvait lui aussi beaucoup ce qui le faisait transpirer abondamment.

Armand et le Jacquot, chacun un verre plein à la main, entreprirent de faire boire Agnès. Celle-ci serrait les lèvres et résistait. Le vin coulait de chaque côté de sa bouche résolument fermée et dégoulinait le long de son cou, sur ses seins, son ventre et finissait par faire une flaque sur la table entre ses jambes qui lui mouillait progressivement les fesses et l’entrejambes. Le Jacquot avait posé son verre et de ses deux mains, il tentait de lui desserrer les dents. Il y parvenait en partie et invectivait Armand pour qu’il lui verse le vin par la petite ouverture entre les lèvres :

– ” Armand, Bon Dieu! Vas-y, mets-lui dans le bec! … Vas-y… N’est pas peur… S’il en tombe, c’est pas grave… Y en a d’autre!”. Le grand rouquin versait du mieux qu’il pouvait. Agnès fut bientôt vaincue et finit par ouvrir la bouche. Elle se disait que si elle était bien saoule, elle ne subirait plus l’humiliation de la même façon… Elle aurait alors l’excuse de l’ivresse pour subir et accepter, puisqu’il n’y avait, pour l’instant, pas d’autres moyens de faire autrement… Elle se laissa donc faire. On lui fit boire deux verres coup sur coup et comme l’Armand s’approchait pour lui faire boire le reste directement à la dernière bouteille:

– ” Suffit!!, tonna la Brigitte qui décidément avait gardé toute sa tête. Comment voulez-vous que nous en profitions encore, si elle est ivre morte? Si vous la saoulait complètement gaziantep escort ce sera une loque, une épave comme la Maria, là, dessous et qu’est-ce vous en tirerez, hein? Rien, rien du tout! Et surtout, elle ne se rendra plus compte de rien! Alors?! ” Elle avait nettement haussé le ton sur la fin de sa tirade. Il y eu un silence. Même le Françou s’arrêta de parler. Après avoir mesuré son effet, la Brigitte reprit :

– ” Allez, allez, occupez-vous d’elle sans plus tarder et que d’autres en profitent, un peu, bon sang! ” La Brigitte devait être un peu jalouse de la condition de femme de la ville d’Agnès et même si elle ne lui enviait pas son physique, elle lui enviait à coups sûrs sa liberté et son statut social… C’était comme une sorte de revanche qu’elle prenait là sur sa propre vie.

– ” Oui, oui… Tu as raison ma chérie!, enchaîna le Jacquot. On va s’en occuper tu vas voir! Que ceux qui n’en n’ont pas encore profité puissent en prendre un peu! Et j’en suis!!”

– ” Oui, oui, renchérit Armand, qu’on en profite quoi… Je l’ai sucé à fond, j’voudrais bien la mettre un peu au bout de ma queue! ” Disant cela, il s’astiquait doucement la tige pour ne pas débander.

Profitant de ce moment d’incertitude, et choisissant que tout le monde se fut arrêté, Agnès sauta de la table. Hélas pour elle du mauvais côté, car elle se trouva face au Jacquot, qui l’enserra dans ses bras forts et la retint avant qu’elle ne puisse s’esquiver. Le membre court et trapu de l’homme frottait son ventre de façon obscène. Son halène chargée des relents de vin et d’alcool, l’asphyxiait littéralement. Agnès suffoquait presque et n’ayant pas eu le temps de se remettre de l’épisode précédent, chancelait sur ses jambes flageolantes et engourdies par les liens. Elle voulu se dégager du Jacquot en le repoussant, mais déjà Brigitte, perfidement s’était collée derrière elle et l’appliquait avec force sur son époux, lui disant doucement dans le cou :

– ” Tiens regarde, chérie… Tu sens comme il bande mon Jacquot, tu sais il a peut-être les mains rudes, et toi tu n’y es pas habituée évidemment, mais il baise bien et il pourrait bien te remplir ton trou de salope, sais-tu? ”

– ” Oui, ajouta la Bernadette, c’est vrai que c’est un bon coup au lit! Le Jacquot et mon Françou, pas la peine d’aller voir ailleurs, t’auras ce qu’il te faut, ma belle!… ”. Disant cela, elle vint se mettre à genoux aux pieds de la table, juste derrière le Jacquot, et commença à lui palper les couilles.

Brigitte avait fait signe à Johann d’écarter les cuisses d’Agnès, debout entre elle et son homme. Ce qu’il fit en lui saisissant le mollet gauche et en lui relevant la jambe. Puis la jolie rousse qui avait passé son bras devant Agnès, s’était saisi du vit du Jacquot, et le faisait aller et venir sur le pubis et dans la fente de la jolie bourgeoise. La vulve d’Agnès était évidemment très mouillée et le membre court, mais épais, glissait parfaitement d’avant en arrière, de la rosette jusqu’au clitoris…

La Bernadette, à genoux derrière le Jacquot, surveillait les allers et retours de la bite du Maître dans la fente mouillée de l’infirmière. Elle avait été rejointe par le portugais qui s’était traîné à genoux aussi, jusqu’à elle. Il avait bu plus qu’il ne pouvait en contenir et l’on ne pouvait dire s’il était encore en mesure de comprendre ce qui se passait autour de lui.

Le Jacquot avait fléchi sur ses genoux pour que son membre se trouve un peu en dessous de l’entrejambes d’Agnès. La main de sa femme assurait le va et vient de la pine qui bandait toujours fortement. De temps à autres, Bernadette se baissait un peu plus et donnait par derrière, des coups de langues sur les couilles du Jacquot, le nez entre les fesses de ce dernier. Les poils de la vulve d’Agnès étaient assez longs et parfois le membre les frottait et les lui tirait de façon douloureuse, au point qu’elle regretta un moment de ne pas s’être épilée comme elle avait coutume de le faire régulièrement. Elle ferma les yeux un instant, évoquant ce que pouvait être la scène, vu par quelqu’un qui serait extérieur, à quelque mètres d’eux dans la cave.

Agnès se représentait debout au milieu du groupe, les fesses appuyées sur le bord de la table, une jambe levée assez haut, tenue par le grand blond. Elle était plaquée sur le ventre poilu du Jacquot qui lui passait sa large bite dans le con. Derrière elle, La Brigitte qui venait de lâcher le membre de son homme, branlait maintenant doucement et avec application Johann juste à côté d’elle, lui roulant des patins très mouillés. A genoux au pied de sa patronne et derrière elle, Armand lui caressait la chatte et se faisait sucer par Elise, la brunette. Elle-même se faisant caresser par Adrien. De l’autre côté du groupe et dans son prolongement, à genoux derrière le Jacquot, se tenait la Bernadette qui caressait les fesses et les couilles du patron. La grande vieille avait les cuisses écartées ce qui permettait au portugais de continuer à la branler d’une main tout en continuant de boire de l’autre.

Le Françou quand à lui, un peu retiré de gaziantep escort bayan ce groupe, avait investi l’autre côté de la table avec Hubert. Ils s’occupaient d’Hélène, la grande blonde. La fille était visiblement très saoule. Et tandis qu’Hubert lui suçait les seins, le Françou l’avait renversée sur la table. Et lui passait son vit monstrueux dans la fente. C’était là un tableau surréaliste : un braquemart énorme, noueux et difforme, qui passe et repasse sur la petite chatte d’une très jeune femme, encore fine et serrée, qui disparaissait sous la monstruosité du membre…

Le Jacquot, fléchissant encore un peu plus les jambes, s’enfile au con d’Agnès. C’est vrai que la bite, bien que très courte, la remplit bien, et ce malgré la largeur de son orifice. Elle en a très honte, mais elle est enfin baisée. Depuis le temps qu’elle en a envie… Cela fait maintenant plusieurs dizaines de minutes qu’elle attend d’être enfin prise… Elle a bien davantage honte de se retrouver dans cette situation avec ce genre de personnes que du principe et de l’envie se faire baiser. Elle accepterait volontiers de se faire prendre tant elle en a envie, à condition que l’on enlève, que l’on élimine, que l’on fasse abstraction de cet environnement vulgaire et écœurant… Pourtant la bite du Jacquot lui fait du bien et l’apaise. Avec son ventre, elle va même au devant du va et vient du vit qui la pénètre en force. La Bernadette d’une main ferme pousse à chaque avancée, les fesses du Jacquot, ce qui fait pénétrer le vit encore plus à fond dans la matrice. Avoir la jambe levée, ce qui facilite la pénétration du membre, est un plus pour Agnès… Et là, maintenant, alors qu’elle est enfin bien baisée par devant, elle a très envie, pour que ce soit parfait d’avoir même temps un doigt dans le cul.

Juste à côté et derrière elle, Brigitte s’est accoudée à la table et elle se fait prendre en levrette par Johann, le joli blond. Il la baise bien à fond, la poussant à chaque fois sur la table. Elle gémit de plaisir, tout en se branlant le clito par-dessous. Adrien est venu s’accroupir sous la jambe levée d’Agnès, sa tête à remplacée la main de Johann sous sa cuisse. Il lèche doucement le clito et ce qui reste accessible de la vulve d’Agnès, alors que le Jacquot la baise en lui remplissant bien son trou de femme. Sous la caresse de la langue du garçon brun, Agnès trésaille et commence à gémir doucement. Le Jacquot qui lui fait face est légèrement plus petit qu’elle parce qu’il a fléchi les jambes pour la pénétrer. Il lui a pris les seins en bouche et les tète goulûment avec des remugles de vin et des rôts, sonores et odorants. Qu’importe, la belle bourgeoise oublie un instant la vulgarité de la situation et gémit de plus en plus fort. Au point que le Jacquot, relevant la tête s’adresse à elle :

– ” Tu trouves ça bon, hein!!… C’est pas souvent que t’es baisée comme ça dans cette position!… Tu vois ma garce, que nous aussi les gars de la campagne, on peut aussi te faire du bien!… Hein, ma cochonne…!

La Bernadette toujours à l’affût de tout ce que pouvait faire Agnès, en remet un peu :

– ” T’inquiètes pas le Jacquot, elle aime tout! Pourvu que ça rentre…! C’est pas la peine qu’elle fasse comme ça la fine bouche, on sait ce qu’on sait!… ”

– ” Oui, continua la Brigitte entre deux gémissements, sa vraie nature ne peut pas tromper son monde tout le temps! Profite-en bien le Jacquot, un petit morceau qui a tellement été essayé qu’il n’y a pas de raison que tu en sois privé! Hein?! ”

Agnès restait sourde à ces sarcasmes, du moins, ceux-ci ne l’atteignaient plus. La langue d’Adrien sur son clitoris et sur les petites lèvres de sa vulve dilatée, la faisait chavirer… Oui, oui, trois fois oui, elle voulait maintenant plus que tout, une caresse à sa rosette : avoir un doigt dans son cul… Doucement de sa main gauche, elle vint chercher la main d’Adrien posé sur cuisse et l’amena entre ses fesses. Le garçon compris tout de suite ce qu’elle souhaitait et se mit à lui caresser doucement la raie des fesses, le périnée et jusqu’à venir toucher la bite qui pistonnait le con d’Agnès. Puis il s’attarda sur la rosette, mouilla son majeur aux bords du trou baisé de la belle infirmière et lui enfonça doucement dans le cul. Agnès crût défaillir et dû se rattraper aux épaules de son fouteur. Maintenant, elle était partie et elle savait qu’elle ne pourrait arrêter la folle jouissance qui montait en elle… Elle se mit à balancer la tête dans tout les sens et à divaguer avec les mots :

– ” Ahhhhh… Oui!… Ouiiiii…! Vas-y!… Vas-y… Baise-moi bien!… Baise-moi, salaud… Ahhh, c’est bon!… Ouiiii …!! ” Et quand Adrien lui enfila un deuxième doigt dans la rondelle, elle éclata dans une jouissance folle, déchargeant des flots de cyprine chaude à la fois sur le bas ventre de son baiseur, mais aussi sur le visage de son lécheur. Sa décharge coulait en nappes le long de sa cuisse et se répandait sur la terre battue de la cave… Elle fut parcourue de soubresauts qu’elle ne pouvait réprimer, qui tétanisaient son corps et firent désenconner escort gaziantep la bite du Jacquot ; ces soubresauts qui lui firent perdre l’équilibre. Elle tomba à la renverse et se retrouva assise, sur les jambes d’Adrien qui ne put la contenir à temps… Elle déchargeait encore. Et là, à cet instant la jouissance avait été trop forte et elle ne put retenir l’envie d’uriner qu’elle réprimait depuis qu’elle était avec le vieux dans la maison de la Toinette. Le relâchement provoqué par la jouissance extrême eu pour conclusion qu’elle se mit à pisser, libérant toute sa vessie, sans pouvoir aucunement se retenir. Elle choisit de se laisser aller en silence… La Bernadette toujours à genoux entre les jambes du Jacquot, donc tout près d’Agnès, s’aperçut évidemment que l’infirmière urinait… Elle en avertit l’assistance en beuglant :

– ” Ah, mais la voilà qui pisse, maintenant!… Eh salope, tu ne peux pas te retenir un peu et comme tout le monde, aller te cacher, hein! Mais t’es pire qu’une vraie salope, toi!… Faire ça au milieu de nous et devant les hommes!…”

– ” Pas étonnant, dit l’Armand, avec tout ce qu’elle a éclusé!… ”.

– ” N’empêche, insista la grande rustaude, c’est pas des choses à faire! Sauf si on est une cochonne sans fierté!… ” Puis hurlant sur Agnès qui ne pouvait s’arrêter :

– ” Hein, mais t’arrêteras-tu, salope?! ”

– ” Laisse, la Bernadette, j’aime bien voir ça, ma!”, dit le Jacquot en se baissant et en écartant les jambes d’Agnès. Celle-ci maintenant se laissait aller, ne cherchant plus à se retenir et donnait libre court à sa miction. Le jet était encore dru et puissant. La pisse roulait sur le sol battu de la cave et s’activait vers une petite dépression creusée sous le pied d’un tonneau, où elle se répandait en une nappe fumante et colorée.

– ” Et moi aussi!…”, dit le Françou qui s’empressa de venir se mettre à genoux à côté d’Agnès pour mater sa fente qui urinait. La petite infirmière balbutia une excuse à l’adresse des hommes qui l’entourait et aussi de la Bernadette :

– ” Je vous demande pardon… Je ne l’ai pas fait exprès… Je n’ai pu me retenir… Pardonnez-moi!…”, implora-t-elle.

– ” C’est rien ma jolie, libère-toi bien avant les prochaines festivités, cela n’en sera que mieux!” lui dit insidieusement la Brigitte entre deux soupirs de plaisir, car elle continuait de se faire prendre en levrette sur le bord de la table par Johann.

C’est alors qu’Elise se releva et demanda :

– ” La coquine m’a donné envie de faire pipi, à moi aussi!… J’ai très envie… Comment je fais? ”

– ” Te gêne pas pour nous, ma belle lui répondit très vivement Armand, fais-le là aussi toi, si tu veux! ”. Il désignait le bout de la grande table sur laquelle la Brigitte se faisait baiser.

– ” Oui, oui… Sur la table, là… Oui!” renchérit le Françou, qui déjà se relevait d’entre les jambes d’Agnès et se précipitait vers Elise, debout près de la table.

– ” Ah ben, je voudrais bien voir ça! s’écria la Bernadette, Et puis quoi aussi, vieux salaud! ”

– ” Doucement, hein, on se calme!… fit Brigitte qui décidément contrôlait tout, même pendant une levrette. Elise tu n’as qu’aller entre deux tonneaux, vers le fond de la cave…. Et puis tu emmènes qui tu veux avec toi si tu en as envie!… ”

Elle n’avait pas terminé sa phrase que déjà Armand se précipitait :

– ” Allez viens, Françou, on l’emmène là-bas…!” Déjà ils avaient pris Elise sous chaque bras et l’emmenaient tambour battant jusqu’au fond de la cave.

Le Jacquot lui, avait fait signe à la Bernadette de venir aider à relever Agnès qui était restée assise sur la terre battue, les fesses dans l’humidité du sol et de l’urine… Bernadette aida la jeune femme à se relever et avant de la faire asseoir sur le banc, lui essuya les fesses toutes ruisselantes avec un torchon pris sur le panier aux provisions. Puis, lorsqu’Agnès fut assisse sur le banc, elle la renversa un peu de sorte que le dos d’Agnès fut appuyé au bord de la table, juste à côté de Brigitte qui continuait de se faire baiser en levrette. La Bernadette lui écarta les cuisses, bien large et s’adressant au Jacquot, elle l’invita à venir se servir.

– ” Aller, vas-y mon Jacquot, je sais que tu aimes ça…! Lécher une femme qui vient de pisser…Vas-y, nettoie-lui la fontaine, la garce n’attend que ça, tu peux en être sûr… mets ta langue bien profond dans le trou qui pisse, et même le reste si tu veux!… ”. La vulgarité des propos choquèrent profondément Agnès, qui eut un haut-le-cœur à l’évocation de sa moule où devait perler encore des gouttes d’urine. Sa pudeur s’insurgea et se rebellant au plus profond d’elle-même, la fit frissonner… Cependant, elle savait bien qu’elle avait encore envie, confusément, mais de façon très intense, que sa chatte soit léchée, sucée, baisée et prise encore… Elle se sentait saoule aussi. Pas au point de ne plus pouvoir bouger et de ne rien ressentir, non, mais quand même tout ce vin bu l’engourdissait et lui tournait la tête, ralentissant son esprit. Le fait d’avoir changé de position et d’être à demi-couchée sur le bord de la table accentuait encore ses vertiges d’ivresse. Là, maintenant, sans savoir comment cela lui était venu, l’image de la bite énorme et difforme du Françou s’imposa à elle au point de ne pouvoir la chasser de son esprit. A l’idée de ce vit fabuleux et d’une langue dans sa vulve, elle sentit son clitoris se rengorger et se dilater en haut de sa fente…

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This chapter is a bit intense as it reads and may feel kind of abrupt compared to previous chapter. Answers to questions you may have at the end of this chapter will be answered in the chapter(s) to come.

Chapter Six – “Ruby Changes Everything”

Her tone was almost cold or even clinical, like a psychiatrist. There was no change in the way she handled me with her words. I decided to see if I could turn the tables by motioning her to come to me. She dropped her arms and used her shoulder to push herself from the wall and move closer to me. Jimmy took that as an opportunity to put both his hands on my hips and slowly fuck me.

“I want you, Ruby,” I confessed to her. I studied her face for any sign of positive reaction.

She looked me deep in my eyes then shifted her gaze to Jimmy.

“Control her,” she stated plainly to my son.

Jimmy quickly resumed his powerful grip on me. Within seconds his hand was around my throat, and I was standing nearly straight. She reached in and turned the water off before stepping in and taking a stance directly in front of me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“I know you do,” she said as she placed a finger top on my nipple. She denied me any reciprocation. “When I fingered your pussy,” she added as her finger traced its way down my body, “you responded in a way that told me you wanted the whole package.”

“Why didn’t you let me have it?” I asked breathlessly. Jimmy was full-on fucking my ass at that point.

“Why should I?” she said, raising her eyebrows as she asked.

I was at a loss for words. Her finger was trailing down the hairless mound that she shaved nearly twenty-four hours before.

“Was that orgasm from me fingering you not enough?” she seriously asked.

I was intrigued with her every word. I wanted to learn more about her as she spoke and dealt with me, but I wanted a little more control of the situation. `

“Hold on, I want Jimmy to finish fucking me,” I announced.

Jimmy took the queue and began to go to town on my ass. Ruby looked mildly put out by my dismissal of her question. I was dying to know what she was thinking. I watched her face as she looked down at her exploring hand and watched her finger begin to dig its way into my pussy.

“You’re not very perceptive,” she said to me as she continued to slowly push her finger into me. “If it wasn’t particularly obvious to you, I’ll say it plainly to you. I’m being paid to be here and with that said, I’ll be in charge. Understand?” she stated. She moved her face closer to mine and her stare drilled itself into the center of my eyes.

“You see,” she said as she pointed to Jimmy, “He’s going to cum in my hand and then you’re going to ask me to feed it to you.”

It would seem Jimmy was enjoying that idea because he announced his orgasm shortly after she issued her commands. I wanted to see how set in her ways she was going to be.

“Cum in my ass, baby!” I announced in contradiction to Ruby’s words.

She got directly in my face and grunted at me.

“He will not,” she demanded. Her thumb began to work my clit as she spoke to me, and I nearly lost my footing. “It’s simple. You comply or I walk. I can easily arrange for someone a bit more … prudish to come deal with you every day.”

“Make me cum, Ruby,” I whined at her.

“Ha! Let’s not ask things of me until you can prove you can follow simple instructions,” she commented as she put out her hand.

Jimmy laid in a few more strokes before pulling his cock out of my ass and rubbed off into her hand. I watched each spurt shoot into her hand, and she was careful to catch it all.

“Get on your knees,” she told me as she pointed to the floor of the tub. “Do it slowly as to not injure yourself further.”

I did it without question, albeit slowly. She knelt beside me and grabbed a handful of my hair and squeezed.

“Are you ready to submit to me?” she asked.

I attempted to nod. She pulled my head back and I opened my mouth, knowing what she intended. My son’s cum slid down her hand and drooled into my mouth. She made it take an agonizingly long time, but I was finally done swallowing his cum.

“Now, you’re going to finish getting cleaned up,” she said looking at Jimmy. “You and I are going to have a little chat. Do not put any clothes on.”

She looked me up and down.

“Yes, just come out to the living room when you’re done drying off. Understand?”

It struck me then that I was about to embark on a unique adventure that really could satisfy my intense sexual needs. I was happy to play Ruby’s game and see where it took me. Us.

I wandered naked into living room where I hoped to be greeted by anything except what was waiting for me. Ruby stood fully clothed next to the side table flipping through a magazine. I hobbled over to her since I took extra liberties with my broken self in the tub at her request. When she noticed me coming, she looked briefly at me, then held out her hand and pointed a finger down to the sahibe escort floor. I took that to mean she wanted me to stand in that particular spot. When I arrived, she continued browsing the magazine as I stood patiently waiting for her.

“I will tell you,” she started as she continued looking at the magazine, “that this will be the one and only time I will ever apologize to you.”

I must have had a confused look on my face. She let out an exaggerated sigh and put the magazine down. She came to stand in front of me and apparently, I was not as attentive as she demanded.

“First off, when I am talking to you, you will look at me. Understand?” she said, forcing me to look at her like a mother does with a misbehaving child. “Now, like I said. I should have been a little more attentive to you when telling you what to do in the tub.”

I went to tell her that it wasn’t her fault, but she cut me off.

“Stop talking. I said I should have been more attentive because at this point, you’ll follow directions from me without question, do you understand?”

I nodded.

“Good. That said, you’ll get a small reward.”

She leaned down and took one of my tits in her hand gently and slowly suckled my nipple. It was heavenly. Before I was ready, it was over.

“That was a small reward?” I asked, attempting to be playful.

She looked at me sternly.

Damnit, she said no talking! I chastised myself.

I felt stupid in that moment as I had just realized what was happening. She was a dom, and I was about to be her new sub. I mentally shrugged having already given myself into a new adventure. I still wished she were naked or wearing something other than her conservative scrubs.

“There are rewards along the way, all of them better than that. That was more of a …” she said before thinking for a second, “treat.”

She looked me over before continuing.

“Okay, I think it’s time to explain what is happening to you. Yes, I am still your nurse and I’ll be helping you through all this. Part of my ‘help,'” she said with air quotes, “will be helping you with your other problem. Actually, we’ll be taking control of that and making it not a problem.”

I watched her intently. Every word she spoke made me wetter and I wanted her more and more with each breath she took.

“Your insurance pays for my visits for six weeks. That means I’ll be over here every night and sometimes, all day, and you will present yourself to me exactly how I tell you. Do not respond to me now, I think we’ve come to the understanding that you’re going to do what I tell you.”

She took away every opportunity for me to talk to her.

“The first thing you’re going to do is when I arrive tomorrow, you will have your toy collection laid out on this table,” she said pointing and looking at the coffee table. “The next thing you’re going to do is not have sex with your son tomorrow.”

Damnit.

“From there, be prepared to call your therapist and cancel your visits with whoever it is. You won’t need them anymore. Once that is done, we’ll start. Do you have questions?”

I was surprised I was asked my thoughts. I stood stupidly in the middle of my living room failing to find a question to ask the woman who seemed to have taken control of my family. I asked the only question that came to mind.

“What are we starting?”

“Look, if you’re going to be difficult, this isn’t going to work,” she said aggressively. “I will nurse you back to health and provide your therapy at the same time.”

She leaned in closer and touched my cheek with hers as she whispered in my ear, “Because you’re not alone.”

My eyes opened a little wider at the idea that she knew exactly what plagued me.

“And if you don’t believe me, allow me to show you.”

I was curious what she meant before she startled me out of my thoughts.

“JIMMY!” she yelled loudly.

She waited impatiently as she looked towards the only entrance into the living room. Within seconds, my son entered the room wearing only his boxers. I wanted to snicker at him since I could tell he was probably jerking his cock thinking about what happened in the bathroom. Ruby repositioned herself in front of me. She put her hands on my naked hips and pushed her ass back a little.

“Tell your son to stand behind me.”

“Jimmy, stand behind Ruby,” I said to him. I had a feeling I knew what was about to happen.

Jimmy moved and stood behind her as if he had no idea what was going on.

“Tell him to lower my scrub bottoms,” she said looking directly into my eyes.

“Do it, Jimmy,” I told him. The look he gave me told me that he felt like he was betraying me.

He hooked his thumbs into her scrubs and pushed them down.

“Tell him to fuck me,” Ruby said, shooting darts into my eyes. I was beginning to feel actual jealousy.

“Tell him,” she hissed, sensing my hesitation.

I nodded to Jimmy.

“No. Say the words to him. Tell him to put his dick in sahibe escort bayan my pussy.”

I held her stare like we were in a showdown.

“Put your dick in her pussy,” I said with my voice shaking a bit.

Jimmy was in a bad way. I knew he wanted to, but he also knew Ruby was doing this to show me who was in charge. He followed the instructions regardless. It seemed his cock slid right in.

“Did you see that?” Ruby whispered to me. “It slid right in. Do you know why?”

I held my stare without answering her.

“Because you turned me on and my pussy has been wet since I saw him fucking your ass as I walked into the bathroom,” I smiled a little at her confession. She leaned up and as lightly as possible, she kissed my lips.

Whether or not she realized it, she gave me more than a treat. She gave me a reward. Jimmy saw the smile on my face when Ruby moved her head and smiled at me. I gave him a small wink, encouraging him to fuck the nurse as well as he fucked me earlier. He put a hand on her hip and the other on her opposite shoulder and began to pull her onto his cock.

“Yes, yes, yes…” I heard Ruby whisper to herself as Jimmy slammed his cock into her. I was actually happy that she was enjoying herself. I was happy to see Jimmy enjoying himself. I was shocked to find myself satisfied that they were enjoying themselves. I realized then that I seemed to be every bit as much a voyeur as my son was.

Before long, Jimmy announced he was going to cum.

“Do not cum in or on me,” she demanded.

She stood up, forcing Jimmy’s cock to fall out of her. She pulled him towards me and began to stroke his cock.

“We don’t need a mess in here, so carefully, get on your knees. Hurry!”

I almost rolled my eyes at her contradictory statements but obeyed still.

“Open your mouth and take your son’s cock in it,” she said as she continued stroked him.

When my mouth began to encase his cock, she removed her hand and allowed me to finished sucking his cock. Seconds passed before I felt a couple shots of cum dribble from my son’s cock onto my tongue and begin to slide down my throat.

Before the act was done, she got back to business.

“Okay, let’s get you to bed and check your dressings and casts,” she said as she pulled her pants back up.

Jimmy waited outside my room while Ruby attended to my medical needs. I tried to dive into her thoughts while she worked, but she actively dodged every question with responses that indicated that in the end, I would understand. She had opportunities to hurt me and hasn’t so I decided to trust her for the time being. She smiled warmly at me as she announced that she would return the following day.

“Don’t forget! You may not fuck your son tonight or tomorrow,” she reminded me as she walked out. It was clear she was not interested in any response I would have given.

Ruby and Jimmy had worn me out all day. Despite my hypersexuality, sleep is what I wanted more than anything. I intended to refrain from calling Jimmy in to make sure all was well before he went to bed, but as soon as the front door closed, he turned the corner into my room.

“Are you good for the night, Mom?” he asked, holding onto the doorframe.

I enjoyed his presence of mind. He deliberately did not come to my bedside without asking. He had already learned to separate our recent revelations from his role as my son and it was delightful. It played well into my sexual needs that only he could provide. While he played the role of ‘son,’ he was tempting but when the leash was off, his natural behavior was the aphrodisiac I needed to make fucking him into a wild event.

“Mom?”

I snapped out of my revelation.

“Sorry, honey. No, I just want to sleep. You two wore me out today,” I admitted.

He looked as if my question sparked thought within him.

“Are you having any regrets about anything we’ve done? I’m not just talking about what Ruby had me do to her.”

“Not at all, honey. I am excited to see where it will go,” I said, “The future will not be like anything I thought but it will be better than what I feared. Maybe Ruby will bring me stability. Maybe she will also help you in your youth. She’s already helped us, Jimmy.”

A large smile developed on his face, “I think so, too. I’ll make us breakfast in the morning, Mom. You did more today than you should have, and you should get some rest. Besides,” he said as he started to walk back to his room, “you’ll probably need your rest for tomorrow!”

“You sneaky child!” I yelled to him. I was sure he was giggling to himself in his room. I was also sure he would have his hand stroking his cock within the next sixty second.

The next morning, Jimmy was there as he promised and had a plate full of breakfast. Eggs, biscuits, bacon and sausage was what was on the plate, and I was delighted for him to bring me the meal. He set it down on my lap and I was anxious to dive into the food. Jimmy surprised me escort sahibe with another facet of the meal.

“Is it good, Mom,” he asked curiously.

“I love it, baby,” I responded.

As I began to devour my meal, he began to devour a meal of his own. He spread my legs and immediately slipped his tongues into my slit.

“Baby, I we can’t have sex… Ruby… ” I started.

“Mom, she said we can’t fuck! I just want to make you cum.”

“Do it, baby! Slide your tongue all over my pussy!” I told him. I was hot as hell and still desired my son’s cock.

He did exactly as I requested. His tongue dove deep into my slit and very soon after, it was in my vagina. His tongue was fucking me better than I remember his father ever had. I was enraptured by his adventurous nature, but I was curious of his limitations.

“Baby… lick my ass!” I said in my heightened state of ecstasy.

“Your wish is my command, mother!” he replied. I looked down at him and saw my juices surrounding his mouth.

The next thing I knew, I felt his tongue circling my asshole and then digging in. I wanted to finger my own pussy as he did his thing, but the cast made me a slave to his actions, and I was forced to beg for his sexual attention.

“Baby, when you lick my ass, it makes me want so much more!” I announced to him.

He didn’t respond to me.

He shoved his tongue deeper into my ass than I’d ever experienced before, and I wanted more. I wanted his cock in any and all my holes.

“Fuck me, baby, put your cock in me!” I demanded of him.

“Mom,” he said.

“I KNOW WHAT SHE SAID!” I announced loudly.

“But Mom…” he replied.

“He’s right, you know,” we both heard from the door frame. Ruby was standing there in her scrubs looking sexy as hell.

“I’m impressed with you, Jimmy. But you…” she said as she walked towards me.

She stood next to my bed and put her hands between my legs. Her fingers found their way between the lips of my pussy and began to massage my clit.

“God damnit, Ruby!” I said out loud.

“What?” she said as she put her face close to mine.

I decided to play the part I’d seen in porno movies.

“Nothing, Mistress,” I said silently and released my body to her.

Jimmy stood back for his lesson, and I laid in bed waiting for her touch. Ruby slid two fingers inside my pussy, and I wanted to cum so bad.

“Ruby, make me cum, please! I need it so bad! I need you!”

“You need me?” Ruby said inquisitively.

I thought through several scenarios, and I came to the one that made sense.

“You’re beautiful and more experienced than me and I love that you’re here teaching me!” I said between breaths as she worked me.

“You love that I can make you cum with every movement of my fingers,” she said factually.

“Yes,” I responded.

“Yes, what?” she asked.

“Yes, baby” I risked saying.

She leaned over and pressed her lips against mine. It was electric. I was in love and confused at the same time.

“You’ll not feel that again. Cover yourself and get to the bathroom. I told you what I wanted you to have done by the time I arrived today, and you didn’t do it. I’ll bathe you and we will move on with the day as I see fit,” she informed me.

“The day?” I asked.

“I’m here all day,” she revealed.

I apparently looked confused.

“You’re hot for some sex but I’m here to teach you how to control it. It would also seem that you need more care than we initially anticipated so we’re here to make sure you’re cared for. Nothing but the best for our customers.”

I felt like we hired a service that was not legit until she whispered to me.

“If you’re wondering where I came from, I’ll tell you that I’m an absolute lady in the streets. But… it seems you needed something better from our first encounter. Say the word now and all of this can be erased … Say anything at all,” she dared me.

I thought about what she said, and I remained silent.

“Your silence in my answer,” she said as she pushed down her scrub pants, “You’re going to eat my pussy and I’m going to do absolutely nothing in return.”

I was surprised and not surprised at the same time until the situation matured. She moved to sit on my face, and I began to lick her pussy.

“You stay right where you are!” she said, looking at Jimmy, “She’s going to eat my cunt and you’re going to stand there. If you want to jerk your cock, feel free.”

I watched Jimmy’s reaction as I ate Ruby’s cunt. I assumed he was enthralled with what was going on. I looked down at his crotch and I saw he was hard, but he was doing nothing about it.

“Jimmy baby, stroke your cock for me. I want your cum to mix with Ruby’s juices when the time comes. Give me that cocktail, babe.”

He moved closer to me, and I went to work on Ruby’s clit. I watched him jerk his cock as my tongue moved across Ruby’s clit. I’d never had sex with a woman before. Licking Ruby’s pussy was a first for me. In the moment, it felt as if I had no idea what I was doing, but my the sensations on my tongue felt very familiar. I knew enough about my own pussy to know hers. It was my first time, but it felt like I had experience.

“Will you get naked for me, mistress?” I asked, playing the submissive role.

“No. You have done nothing to deserve that, my slave.”

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Deuxième et dernière partie

Miranda était terrorisée en se rendant compte qu’elle n’avait aucune échappatoire. Si elle tentait de rejoindre l’orée de la forêt, elle se ferait abattre bien avant d’y arriver. La seule solution était de ne pas bouger mais Dieu sait ce qu’ils allaient faire d’elle une fois entre leurs mains.

Sa nudité n’allait pas arranger les choses et malgré le soleil qui lui brûlait la peau, elle choisit de rester sur place en se disant qu’elle ne devait surtout pas parler de ses deux amis.

Maousse et Burd étaient partis en exploration pour rechercher la source de la rivière qui passait près de leur grotte. Ils étaient sûrement loin de se douter du drame qui se déroulait près de sa capsule de survie.

La navette tourna encore un peu autour d’elle avant de se poser. Ils prenaient leur temps, sachant pertinemment que la femme nue qu’ils avaient en visuel était à leur merci.

Lorsque l’engin fut enfin sur le sol, à une dizaine de mètres d’elle, une porte s’ouvrit sur le côté et deux hommes armés en descendirent. Ils étaient vêtus de treillis très légers étudiés spécialement pour les planètes très chaudes.

La jeune femme sentait ses jambes se dérober sous elle et elle dût faire un effort important pour ne pas tomber. Lentement, elle leva les bras au ciel pour montrer qu’elle n’était pas dangereuse. De toute façon sa nudité n’en faisait pas une adversaire bien redoutable mais elle ne voulait pas qu’ils tirent sur elle sans raison.

Les pirates avancèrent lentement, prenant leurs temps tout en se délectant de la vision qu’ils avaient devant eux. La jeune femme était magnifique et lorsqu’ils furent en face d’elle, ils lui demandèrent, tout en gardant les canons de leurs armes dirigés sur son ventre.

– C’est toi qui étais dans cette capsule

– Heu… oui

– Il y a d’autres personnes avec toi sur cette planète

– Non, je suis seule. J’ai atterri ici trois ans après le crash de mon vaisseau. Tous les autres membres d’équipage ont péri.

Depuis que toute la galaxie avait opté pour une langue unique, le franglais, tout était devenu plus simple, que ce soit dans le commerce ou dans l’exode sur les planètes lointaines. Miranda ne fut donc pas étonnée de comprendre les pirates même si exceptionnellement elle aurait préféré le contraire.

L’homme qui venait de parler la regarda attentivement avant de lui demander de baisser les bras pour les mettre dans le dos.

En voyant la femme depuis le ciel, il avait dû anticiper car il sortit de sa grande poche de pantalon des liens magnétiques afin de la menotter.

Docile, Miranda ne fit aucun geste lorsque le pirate passa derrière elle pour lui attacher ses deux poignets ensemble. Elle savait que sa seule chance de survie était de rester calme et de ne pas se rebeller. Elle tressaillit mais se laissa faire lorsque la main de l’homme vint se poser sur une de ses fesses, la palpant en toute impunité.

– Et tu es à poil depuis que tu t’es posée?

– Heu… oui. Avec la chaleur je ne supportais plus mes vêtements.

L’homme rigola en se disant qu’ils avaient de la chance de posséder des tenues ayant une fonction rafraîchissante.

– Je crois que le capitaine va être content de notre trouvaille.

– Il va se la garder juste pour lui, lui répondit l’autre. Elle est canon et je me la ferais bien avant.

Celui qui avait mis les liens à Miranda hésita. Il avait peur de son chef et ne voulait pas qu’ils se mettent en rogne s’il apprenait qu’ils avaient baisé leur captive. Et pourtant le corps nu de la jeune femme l’excitait énormément et la proposition de son copain était tentante.

– Ok… on l’emmène à l’arrière de la navette.

Lorsque l’homme la poussa en direction de l’engin, Miranda ne résista pas. Elle savait que sa vie était en jeu mais il y avait aussi autre chose qu’elle n’arrivait pas à s’expliquer. Lorsque le pirate avait parlé de l’emmener pour la baiser, elle n’avait pas été choquée comme si la drogue était toujours présente en elle.

Elle avait découvert le sexe récemment depuis que son corps avait été libéré du traitement qui avait muselé sa libido durant des années. Maintenant, elle n’avait plus peur de ce qu’il pouvait lui faire comme si un verrou avait sauté.

Elle ne réagit pas lorsqu’elle fut poussée dans le dos un peu plus fortement au moment où elle passait la porte de la navette. Ses bras attachés dans le dos ne lui permirent pas de garder l’équilibre et elle tomba lourdement sur le sol de l’engin.

Elle ne se fit pas trop mal mais en entendant les hommes rigoler elle comprit vraiment dans quelle galère elle se trouvait. La prenant par un bras, elle fut relevée sans aucune précaution et emmenée vers le fond de l’engin où se trouvait une couchette sûrement prévue pour les voyages un peu plus longs. Elle ne résista pas lorsqu’elle fut allongée sur le ventre et maintenue fermement.

– Je vais enlever tes liens, à la moindre tentative de fuite, je te tue, est-ce bien clair?

– Oui.

La jeune femme avait peur tout en étant excitée. De se vip gaziantep escort retrouver à la merci de ces deux hommes lui procurait une sensation étrange, presque jouissive même si elle ne voulait pas mourir.

Lorsqu’ils lui libérèrent ses poignets, elle ne fit aucun mouvement pour bien leur montrer sa docilité et elle se laissa positionner sur le dos sans se rebeller. Tout son corps tremblait et elle en ignorait la raison véritable, ne se reconnaissant plus. Elle savait qu’elle était tombée entre les mains des pires bandits de toute la galaxie et elle s’étonnait de ne pas être plus paniquée que ça.

Lorsque les deux hommes se déshabillèrent, elle constata qu’ils ne prenaient aucun traitement en apercevant les membres bien raides qui ne demandaient qu’à la pénétrer. Pour le plus grand étonnement de celui qui lui avait enlevé ses liens, elle écarta les cuisses comme pour l’inviter à venir se servir.

Si elle voulait rester en vie, elle devait être obéissante même si là elle dépassait le stade de la résignation.

– Il paraît que toutes les femmes sur les vaisseaux terriens sont vierges, on va voir ça tout de suite.

Miranda, pour ne pas trahir la présence de ses amis, répondit.

– Pas sur mon vaisseau où on ne prenait aucun traitement contre la libido. Mon capitaine ne voulait pas de drogues à bord.

Les deux pirates furent surpris, pensant qu’ils étaient des exceptions. La jeune femme, en voyant l’incrédulité sur leurs regards poursuivit.

– J’étais là pour les satisfaire.

– Aucune Terrienne n’accepterait ça.

Miranda comprit qu’elle devait faire très attention à ce qu’elle leur disait.

– C’est que je ne suis pas une Terrienne, je viens de Mira 4

Elle avait cité la seule colonie lointaine qu’elle connaissait vu qu’il s’agissait de la destination du Crotal avant qu’il ne soit percuté par la météorite

– J’en ai entendu parler, c’est le trou du cul de l’univers.

– Oui, et comme je ne voulais pas passer le restant de ma vie là-bas j’ai accepté la proposition du capitaine pour pouvoir voyager et quitter la colonie.

– Et en contrepartie tu faisais la pute c’est ça?

– Oui

– Putain, on est tombé sur un phénomène et je comprends mieux pourquoi elle est si accueillante, dit l’un des hommes en rigolant.

Elle ne bougea pas le moindre muscle lorsque l’homme vint s’allonger sur elle. Elle venait de leur faire croire qu’à bord du Crotal elle donnait du plaisir à tout l’équipage et si elle ne continuait pas dans cette lignée, elle risquait très gros.

Miranda, malgré son stress, ne put s’empêcher de pousser un petit cri de plaisir lorsque le membre s’enfonça en elle. Depuis qu’elle avait goûté à la mangue bleue et qu’elle avait été se baigner dans le petit étang comportant les mêmes enzymes, son corps était devenu très réceptif et malgré l’horreur de la situation, elle adora sentir le sexe pénétrer son intimité.

Le pirate ne devait pas violer des femmes si souvent que cela et apprécia énormément ce corps magnifique. Il se mit à la prendre lentement, la faisant gémir à chaque coup de rein. Il n’eut plus aucun doute la concernant, persuadé avoir affaire à une prostituée d’une colonie lointaine.

Son copain trouvait le temps long, voulant lui aussi baiser cette pute. Il comprenait mieux pourquoi le capitaine du Crotal l’avait embarqué à son bord et pourquoi il interdisait le traitement de la libido. Quand on a la chance d’avoir une aussi jolie salope dans son équipage, on en profite au maximum.

– Dépêches-toi de la baiser, j’attends.

L’homme qui besognait la jeune femme ne répondit pas, trop bien installé dans la chatte frémissante de leur belle prisonnière. Il n’avait pas l’intention d’aller plus vite, voulant prolonger ce moment le plus longtemps possible.

Lorsqu’elle serait entre les mains du capitaine Nolan, il y avait peu de chances qu’ils en profitent souvent car même s’il la donnait en pâture à l’équipage, ils étaient bien trop nombreux pour qu’il puisse de nouveau l’avoir juste pour eux.

Miranda finit par décrocher, prenant elle aussi un plaisir incroyable. De sa baignade dans l’étang vert, il devait rester quelques résidus dans son organisme pour qu’elle appréciât autant ce moment. Dans son état normal, elle aurait dû être écœurée voire même traumatisée alors que là elle aimait ça.

Lorsque le pirate explosa de plaisir, crachant dans son ventre sa semence, elle ne s’en rendit pas vraiment compte. Juste avant que les flots de spermes inondent l’intérieur de sa vulve, elle avait été emportée par un orgasme violent.

Elle ne réalisa le changement de partenaire que lorsque ce dernier la pénétra d’un coup violent. Le deuxième homme avait attendu tellement longtemps et était tellement impatient qu’il la prit de façon presque bestiale.

Il donna des grands coups de reins pour se soulager rapidement, aimant trop les textures des chairs qu’elle offrait à sa queue. L’homme ne fut absolument pas gêné par le sperme déjà présent dans la chatte, gaziantep vip escort bayan ne voulant que se vider les couilles.

Ce fut beaucoup plus rapide que son prédécesseur mais tout aussi intense. La jeune femme eut un nouvel orgasme et poussa des cris de jouissance pour le plus grand plaisir des deux hommes.

Lorsqu’ils eurent pris tous les deux leurs pieds, le premier parut hésiter.

– On devrait se débarrasser de cette pute je ne sais pas comment va réagir Nolan s’il apprend qu’on la baisait

– Tu veux la tuer?

– Oui, on jette ensuite son corps dans le désert et demain il aura complètement disparu.

Miranda paniqua en entendant les mots de l’homme. En se faisant passer pour une prostituée, elle pensait que cela était une bonne idée mais elle s’était trompée.

– Vous ne pouvez pas me faire ça, je vous promets que je ne dirais rien.

– Comment pourrait-on te faire confiance.

Miranda réfléchit quelques secondes avant de dire.

– Pour moi, c’est la seule façon de quitter cette planète. Si je ne dis rien, votre capitaine me prendra peut-être dans son équipage. Et je vous promets que je ferais tout pour que vous puissiez profiter de mon corps le plus souvent possible.

Les deux hommes se regardèrent et celui qui l’avait pris en dernier finit par conclure

– Elle a tout à gagner à fermer sa gueule et je pense qu’on peut lui faire confiance.

– C’est que…

– Et on pourra peut-être encore en profiter dans le vaisseau. Bousiller un corps pareil et le jeter en pâture aux bêtes du désert, je trouve que c’est du gâchis.

Son copain finit par être lui aussi convaincu et ils décidèrent de l’emmener au vaisseau pour le plus grand soulagement de la jeune femme. Elle savait que sa vie était toujours en danger mais, qu’au moins, elle ne finirait pas bouffée par des créatures du sable et cela la rassurait.

Elle se laissa faire lorsqu’ils la relevèrent de la couchette pour lui remettre les liens magnétiques, lui attachant ses poignets dans le dos.

Ils la firent asseoir sur le troisième siège du poste de pilotage et décollèrent rapidement. Miranda eut un pincement au cœur lorsque, après avoir survolé sa capsule de survie, ils la firent exploser en envoyant un missile.

– Il ne faudrait pas que ta balise de détresse avertisse d’autres vaisseaux.

Ils tournèrent un peu autour, la regardant brûler avant de prendre la direction du nord. Miranda savait qu’elle risquait ne plus revoir ses amis mais elle préférait se sacrifier plutôt que de leur faire courir le moindre risque.

La navette, durant son trajet, garda la forêt en visuel et il fallut vingt minutes de vol pour arriver à destination. En restant en atmosphère, l’engin était limité en vitesse mais pour la jeune femme, le temps passa bien trop vite car elle savait ce qui l’attendait là-bas.

Le capitaine Nolan était sûrement le pirate le plus connu de toute la galaxie et son vaisseau, le Mélorus, était redouté par tous les navigants. Miranda savait qu’en tombant sur deux membres de son équipage, elle avait eu une malchance incroyable mais essayait de ne pas y penser.

Lorsque au loin le vaisseau apparut, la jeune femme eut du mal à réaliser ce qu’elle voyait. Il était au moins trois fois plus grand que le Crotal et sa forme profilée laissait deviner une puissance et une rapidité hors du commun.

Contrairement à tous les vaisseaux de cette taille qui restaient toujours dans l’espace, il était posé sur le sable, pas trop loin de la forêt. Lorsque la navette fut plus proche, la jeune femme put se rendre compte de l’activité intensive qui régnait autour du Mélorus.

Des véhicules sur coussin d’air faisaient des allers et retours entre les bois et les soutes du vaisseau tandis que des hommes s’activaient sur le sable.

C’est alors qu’elle remarqua la couleur bleue qui se dégageait des caisses et elle comprit alors qu’ils chargeaient des mangues dans le vaisseau.

En voyant le regard de la jeune femme, un des pirates lui dit.

– La plus belle trouvaille du capitaine. Une fois travaillée, c’est une drogue que tout le monde nous arrache et on a plus besoin d’attaquer des transports.

– Moi j’aime quand on se fait une petite attaque dans l’espace car au moins il y a toujours quelques femmes à violer dans les équipages capturés. Avec ces fruits les gars ont les couilles pleines et je peux te dire que tu vas être la bienvenue et que tu vas faire des tas d’heureux.

Miranda préféra ne pas répondre, réalisant seulement maintenant qu’elle était encore plus dans la merde que ce qu’elle s’était imaginée. La navette ne se posa pas trop loin du gros vaisseau et lorsque les deux hommes ouvrir le sas pour la faire sortir en premier, elle ne passa pas inaperçue. Les pirates qui étaient à proximité cessèrent de travailler pour regarder, étonnés, cette jolie femme nue qui précédait leurs copains.

Les mains entravées dans le dos faisaient ressortir son adorable poitrine et en voyant tous les pirates gaziantep vip escort à proximité de leur navette la regarder avec envie, elle sentit une certaine excitation l’envahir.

– Ou vous l’avez trouvée demanda un homme qui portait une caisse remplie de mangues.

– Son vaisseau a explosé et sa capsule s’est posée sur cette planète

– Et qu’est-ce qu’elle fout à poil.

– C’est une prostituée venant de Mira 4. Le capitaine est où?

– Il est dans la soute 4 du vaisseau en train de contrôler le chargement. Vous n’avez qu’à me laisser la pute pendant que vous le chercher.

D’autres pirates se trouvant à proximité avaient abandonné leurs taches pour se rapprocher. Les deux hommes qui avaient emmené la jeune femme étaient plutôt fiers d’eux et ce fut sous les regards envieux et certains commentaires scabreux concernant Miranda qu’ils se dirigèrent vers la soute ouverte dont la porte basculante servait également de rampe d’accès.

Le capitaine Nolan était en pleine discussion avec un de ses hommes, demandant combien de caisse de mangues il pouvait encore caser. Le chef des pirates devait avoir une cinquantaine d’années et une force tranquille se dégageait de lui. Une cicatrice lui zébrait la joue droite et son regard vert clair donnait froid dans le dos.

– Je vous ai envoyé pour découvrir d’où venait ce signal de détresse et vous me ramenez une femme à poil!

– C’est sa capsule qui envoyait l’appel et elle était seule. C’est une pute d’une colonie éloignée qui était à bord d’un vaisseau qui a explosé.

Nolan la regarda attentivement avant de dire.

– Une pute? Pour des mecs qui ne bandent plus depuis des années

– Non, à bord de son vaisseau, leur capitaine avait refusé le traitement contre la libido et elle avait été spécialement enrôlée pour les satisfaire.

Le chef des pirates s’était avancé pour se retrouver juste en face de la jeune femme. Lorsqu’il lui saisit un sein, elle essaya de ne pas bouger comme si cela était normal. Elle savait que sa vie allait se jouer dans les minutes à venir et essaya de ne pas montrer sa peur.

Le fait qu’elle soit également excitée par ce qui se passait n’était pas normal et lorsque l’homme se mit à lui masser son globe de chair, elle le regarda droit dans les yeux.

– Donne moi une seule raison qui ferait que je ne te tue pas, demanda-t-il

– Je suis une pute et ton équipage n’a pas de femmes pour se soulager.

Nolan parut surpris par sa réponse qui était soit courageuse soit inconsciente.

– J’ai 75 hommes d’équipage et tu te proposes d’être leur défouloir.

Miranda savait que sa réponse allait être capitale et tout en continuant à regarder l’homme qui n’avait toujours pas lâché son sein, elle lui répondit.

– C’est ce que je fais de mieux.

Le pirate fixa la jeune femme avant de lui dire d’une voix sèche.

– Généralement, lorsqu’un prisonnier me regarde droit dans les yeux, je le fais immédiatement exécuter, mais toi, je vais peut-être attendre un peu.

Miranda baissa immédiatement son regard pour ne pas avoir l’air de le provoquer. L’homme était trop dangereux pour s’amuser à l’énerver.

– Je vais voir si tu mérites de te faire baiser par mes hommes. Suces-moi.

– Hein, maintenant?

Miranda n’eut pas le temps de comprendre ce qui lui arrivait tant la gifle fut rapide. Malgré la douleur elle essaya de ne pas pleurer, comprenant qu’avec leur chef, il valait mieux qu’elle obéisse sans poser de questions.

S’agenouillant devant l’homme, elle lui ouvrit son pantalon pour en sortir un membre dont l’odeur forte ne donnait pas envie. En se rendant compte qu’il bandait déjà, elle fut fière en se rendant compte qu’elle lui faisait de l’effet et même s’il avait un sexe moins gros que celui de Maousse, il était tout de même bien fourni.

Elle n’avait jusqu’à ce jour effectué qu’une seule fellation et c’était avec ami, mais là, il fallait qu’elle se surpasse si elle voulait rester en vie.

Les hommes présents avaient fait un arc de cercle autour de leur chef pour regarder comment se débrouillait leur prisonnière. La jeune femme ne réfléchit pas et malgré la propreté douteuse du sexe du capitaine, elle le prit dans sa bouche en essayant d’en oublier l’odeur.

Ne sachant trop comment s’y prendre, elle commença des va-et-vient très lents en le pressant entre sa langue et son palais, ce qui eut l’air de plaire à l’homme. Pourtant, ce dernier finit par lui saisir la tête pour lui donner un rythme plus soutenu.

Miranda, ne voulant pas déplaire, ne résista pas et conserva la vitesse que le pirate lui imposait.

Elle crut s’étouffer lorsqu’il voulut lui faire une gorge profonde mais heureusement pour elle, il n’insista pas, trouvant du plaisir malgré tout.

Lorsqu’il éjacula dans sa bouche, elle faillit tousser lorsque les jets giclèrent sur sa luette mais après un gros effort elle put se contrôler. Elle déglutit pour avaler le sperme abondant puis comprima le gland pour en extraire jusqu’à la dernière goutte.

Ce n’était pas très bon mais elle devait tout faire pour montrer qu’elle aimait ça et ne pas s’attirer les foudres de l’homme.

Ce fut lui qui la repoussa pour libérer son sexe et, s’adressant aux deux hommes qui avaient capturé la fille, il leur ordonna.

– Emmenez-la dans la cabine du vieux Ducky, cette pute me fait trop bander et surtout ne la quittez pas des yeux, je finis ici et j’arrive.

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The sky was dark on Valentine’s eve. The weather report promised three inches of snow by tomorrow, but it hadn’t started yet. I guided my car down a dirt path that didn’t show up on Google Maps, but had been sketched on the back of a napkin along with the name “Steph,” and an invitation to meet her at 11:30 pm at the specified location.My headlights illuminated the way ahead of me, strewn with tree roots and potholes until I arrived at a clearing. In the center was a house, dark and long abandoned. The paint had peeled, and the windows were broken. Moss and grass had begun to reclaim the structure. I got out of the car and looked around. As the wind wound through the building, it produced a low humming sound.Uncertainly, I searched for Steph or any sign of civilization. The main highway was at least a mile behind me. The place was quiet and still. I was about to give up, chalk it up to the latest in a life-long series of cruel disappointments when I caught a brief glimpse of light somewhere within the house. It disappeared as quickly as it had shone, but I was certain I’d seen it.“Steph?” I called. “Is that you?”No answer.“Fuck,” I said under my breath. I began to pick my way across the overgrown yard towards the front entry, already steeling myself for the nearly certain humiliation that was about to come.Why? I asked myself.  Why do I let myself get roped into these situations? I knew the answer, of course: I was lonely. I’d reached the age of twenty-two with my virginity sadly intact. I used to bullshit myself that I was saving myself until the right woman came along, but over the years it became clear that I was just not destined for love, Porno 64

lust, or even a meaningless fuck. Being a virgin was terrible all the time, but it seemed to be especially bad on Valentine’s knowing I’d be watching from the sidelines yet again as the rest of the world hooked up all around me.But that didn’t kill the hope, and hope was the thing that was killing me. It was what had led me against all my better judgment to the middle of nowhere in the middle of the freezing night based on nothing but a pretty face and the vague promise of a “good time.”I reached the space where a door had been. Again, I called out for Steph. Again, there was no reply. I reached into my pocket for my phone. There was no signal out there, but the light from the screen could at least pierce the dense darkness. The floor was covered in dirt and litter. It was clear from all the broken glass that this was a secret drinking spot (and who knows what else) for local youths or vagabonds or both.I was about to give up and accept that I’d been hoaxed with the false promise of intercourse. I even turned around to begin making my way back to my car when the sound of something falling over came from deeper inside the house. I swung the light from my phone around, but everything was once again silent.“Steph?” I called out again. Nearly every particle of my being was telling me to go, but as long as there was a hint of a possibility to get laid, I knew I would stay.I ventured further through the decaying rooms, until I reached what was once a kitchen in the back of the house. The low humming sound that I’d first taken to be the wind was more noticeable Konulu Porno there. As I listened, I started to pick out a pattern, almost like several voices chanting. I couldn’t actually hear the words, though, and wasn’t entirely sure if it wasn’t just my senses playing tricks on me.I looked out the back window, and finally saw her, the girl from the restaurant yesterday. Steph was dressed in a black hooded cloak and nothing else. Her naked body looked pale blue in the light of my phone as if she were dead. Despite her ghostly appearance, I couldn’t help but gaze hungrily at her bare breasts and let my eyes drift downwards to the small groomed tuft of black hair between her thighs. I sucked in my breath sharply in appreciation, allowing my excitement to overtake my good sense.“There you are,” I said.“Here I am,” Steph agreed.“What are we doing here?” I asked. In all my fantasies of losing my virginity, I’d never imagined it taking place in a creepy abandoned house.“Shh…” Steph said. “Come on, I need you…” And then after a beat, “We need you.”“We?” I repeated with a cocked eyebrow.“I invited a few friends.”“Friends?” I asked, confused and unable to do much more than parrot the words of the naked woman standing in front of me.“Come on, you’ll see,” she assured me.Steph turned and walked towards the trees. I followed her, watching her cloak swish against the back of her ankles, a little frustrated that it hid the rest of her from my eyes. After we’d gone a few paces into the woods, she came to a stop and turned, looking at me with a slight smile on her lips.“We’re here,” she announced.“Here?” I asked.She nodded Porno İndir and looked down. The light from my phone followed her gaze to the ground, uncovering a set of old steel doors. There were crude pentagrams scratched into the metal. Steph bent and pulled one of the doors open with a loud squeal and clang. Beneath it was a set of descending stairs. There was a faint glow like the one I’d glimpsed before somewhere below. The chanting I’d heard earlier was clearer now, but the words weren’t in a language I understood.“This way,” Steph invited, leading me underground.There were more pentagrams and other symbols scrawled on the walls. We descended into a long chamber lit by torches, with a large circular wooden table carved with a pentagram in the center. There were five more women at each point of the star, chanting over it. On the back wall was a large digital clock with bright red numbers that read 11:47.The girls were dressed identically to Steph. I stopped to admire their figures: A tall blonde, a curvy redhead, a Black girl wearing glasses, a skinny Asian girl, and a short, mousy-looking brunette; All naked, all beautiful.  They paused their chanting as we entered the chamber and looked me over. I noticed their eyes going to my crotch and realized that I had more than the beginning of an erection developing there. Self-consciously, I moved my hands to cover my shame. This was met with titters from the girls.“Good work, Steph,” The blonde commented.“But are you sure he’s a virgin?” asked the brunette.“Come on, look at him,” Steph replied. I took some offense, but knew anything I said in my defense would only further incriminate me.“We should be sure,” the redhead warned. “I mean, if he’s not, the sacrifice won’t work.”“Sacrifice?” I repeated.“Relax,” Steph assured me. “It’s fine.”“What the fuck is going on here?” A sense of panic was crawling up my spine.“Not too smart, is he?” the Black girl commented.

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CHAPTER 1: WANTIN’ A WANTON WONTON PART III: Middle Kingdom, Middle Bed

See me comin’, mama, throw your man out the door
I ain’t no stranger, I been this way before.
. . . Put on your night shirt and your morning gown
You know by night I’m gonna shake ’em on down.
— Robert Plant & Jimmy Page, Custard Pie

There was Ginny by candlelight, legs splayed, fingers thrumming that creamy-looking snatch again; she awaited my reply, and she’d wait a while longer, because I was completely stunned. I was pumping adrenaline from the shock of being discovered sitting on our student Mimi’s sweet little face—and discovering my sexy stalker, my co-worker, no less, awake and enjoying the scene there in our room.

My cock was throbbing from all of Mimi’s attentions, still jumping as Mimi caught it in her sweet, soft, squeezing fingers again, palm cupping my balls. She gave the head another swipe of her tongue. God! What a feeling, and what a moment. All the world seemed open and ready for me to fuck to my heart’s content in that dark, dank little hotel room in the ass end of China.

Mimi gave me a nice hard tug, and shifted out from under me. I enjoyed my first look at that yummy little pussy: it was a gorgeous little orchid in that flickering light, wet and satisfied, drooling for more. She slid away from my wanting mouth, the insides of her thighs glistening with a mixture of our sweat, my slobber, and her cum. I lifted up more to allow her to gracefully get up and slide face-first into her own single, the middle bed of our little ménage a trois.

“Look at this sweet little mei mei,” said Ginny, ogling that little tart with tousled, just-fucked hair all in her eyes and booty sticking up. That foxy red had the same lascivious intentions as I did.

“Come and teach me something, xifu, favorite teacher,” said Mimi into her pillow, wiggling that sweet, tiny ass invitingly. It wasn’t clear which of us, Ginny or myself, was her true favorite—maybe she was just missing the plural as she usually did in my oral class—but it was obvious that she was about to give us a hot lesson of her own: “Enough floorplay.”

Just as she said that, the window closest to Ginny lit up with intense flashes—first green, then pink, then gold. This was turning into a mystical experience! It couldn’t have been lightning—none I’d ever seen anyway. Ginny’s hair caught these instant washes of colored light, with her in shadow, legs akimbo, and the sexy silhouette of Mimi’s body in the foreground of that horny landscape. There was a pop with every flash, and each was greeted with shouts just outside the window. I stood to check it out. Through the gap between our closed curtains, shadows flicked by with each burst of a Roman candle; some Nationial Day celebrants were cutting loose with fireworks on a rooftop next to the hotel now that the rain had stopped. Even so, it felt like the universe was reflecting our near-bursting excitement. My eyes readjusted to the candlelight when the volley was over.

“Ooh, honey,” cooed Ginny, fingers working a downward V against her clit and slit. She slid off her bed and brazenly mock-mounted Mimi from behind, not humping, but caressing Mimi’s cheeks with that furry (proper orange!) mound of hers. I stood and met them both there in the middle, stroking the perfect skin of Mimi’s backside, soft, silky, firm—and, for the first time, taking a long look at Ginny in all her glory.

Ginny had been hiding one of the tightest, most luscious bodies I’d ever seen. She smiled at me gorgeously, enjoying my gawking attention, as my gaze fixed on what I’ll call her sleeper tits—full, ripe, peach-sized handfuls with quarter-sized aureoles and pert pink nipples, absolutely perfect on her lean frame. (I’d never noticed them till she started slutting it up on this trip.) Her hips flared out like the Fertile Crescent, ready for babymaking. (Between these two beauties, I realized then that I am definitely a hip man!) And she had nice, tight little thighs parted just enough bakımlı gaziantep escort that I caught the shadow of her fuzz again over those wet little lips of her slot. I was more than ready to get in there, I can tell you, after Mimi had started me up.

My gaze came back up to Ginny’s sweet smiling look, eyes traveling from my lips to my hair, and to my eyes again, taking me in with what could have been either adoration or out and out lust—but it was clear it was at least the latter when her eyes darted down to my engorged tool. She needed a fucking. Things were definitely going to change around our university’s foreigners’ quarters—the Panda House*.

Standing there naked before each other, over a hot little bitch on all fours, we just melted together in the sexiest embrace I’ve ever experienced. She was small compared with me, and when I took her in my big arms, she surrendered to me, relaxed, laid her head on my hairy chest, her commanding dom act completely dropped. She looked up after a minute of this, me rocking her lightly in my arms, squeezing her tight, and she offered those full pink lips, wet, and slightly parted, waiting for our first kiss.

Our tongues met before our lips, urgent, wanting. She began to tense noticeably with excitement, and our kiss deepened, our tongues probing more ardently; we wanted every particle of the other. With all this passion stirring, my cock was sure to follow, and it easily snaked up between her thighs, knocking against her sweetly popped clit bud. I could feel moisture gathering on the head, allowing me to slither a little further into Ginny’s sodden quim, hands free.

She sucked my tongue harder and, without breaking the kiss, she angled her hips and opened her legs out until I was inside her, able to slide my full length up that hot, buttery cunt to the hilt. Ginny let out a surprised cry of joy; standing up proved to hit all her right spots.

Quickly we found our rhythm and we were bucking away standing up, though Ginny rudely leaned against Mimi’s lazing ass. Mimi was looking back at us, head still in her pillow, and that sexy look she had in her eyes was priceless. I’d seen it on admiring Chinese women before. It was as if Mimi were saying, “It’s a yellow movie [porno] of my two favorite foreigners—my best, most perverted dream come true!” She was looking over her right shoulder at us as we brushed the cheeks of her ass with our humping, and I noticed her right hand tucked between her legs…taking delicious solo pleasure from our fun. There was the familiar sound of her squelching wetness—she really worked that hole!

We were starting to get uncomfortable—dare I say stiff?—so we eased back onto Mimi’s bed without missing a beat. Ginny nuzzled Mimi’s tiny A-cups as the girl turned to her, still frigging herself; Ginny tweaked and sucked those brown-berry nipples with gentle bites and loud smacking. I enjoyed the view hovering over them both, pumping away at that tight orange dreamsicle of a pussy. Both girls were gorgeous: lithe and horny and moaning. Ginny locked her feet around my middle as our groans filled the room now with every magical upstroke. She would squeeze and I would throb just as I was pulling out of that dripping-wet pussy. She clamped onto me in this heavenly kegel clench that was hardening my dick to steel with every thrust.

I was amping up to a huge load, and I wanted to dump it right in her hot, hugging little twat, but just as those sparkling waves of ultimate fulfillment began rippling through me, she instinctively squeezed that powerful pussy with all her muscles—thought I’d explode as she milked me that way—and pulled her hips back. My dick shot out with a plop, aching to reenter.

“Let’s taste him,” she whispered to Mimi conspiratorially, after sharing a deep slobbery kiss with her, “the way we’ve been fantasizing.” They had definitely been plotting this for some time—while plying each other very nicely, it appeared. bakımlı gaziantep escort bayan

In perfect tandem, both of these little sluts turned on me with an unforgettable, matching look of perfect horny desire. They cat-crawled toward me on the bed, and I stood there at the foot, grinning, a naked, erect idiot. Mimi’s hand shot out, just as eager as before to get her hands on my nice, fat didi.

She was just fascinated with it, couldn’t take her eyes off it as she jacked the shaft at a nice pace, and held on loosely. Those hands were spellbinding. Meanwhile Ginny’s tongue was out, lolling over the head, feathering the cleft like a pro and sucking the knob in and out with a pop. A bolt of pleasure shot through me, and I shivered all over, my hips spasming deliciously.

I was the luckiest man on the planet, and I knew it: “I’ve wanted you both for so long.”

“And now we have YOU!” Ginny cried, sucking me in again with a rush of inbreathed air. She waggled her head from side to side as she took all my cock down her throat in one gorgeous slurp, her tongue undulating under the shaft until it tickled my balls. Fucking incredible! Where the fuck did she learn that? I was enjoying her so much, I didn’t bother to ask.

Mimi’s eyes got wide, and she asked to try this new trick. Ginny gave her pointers: “There, yeah. Relax your throat, and don’t be afraid of it.”

“It’s so big, yeah?” said Mimi, clearly intimidated even by my modest member. It must not have felt so big when she was gagging on me in the dark. “Bigger and bigger.”

“No, you’re just psyching yourself out,” I said, unhelpfully.

She had no idea what that meant, but she renewed her attempt to make that rock-hard, throbbing cock spurt my sticky cum all over her. Mimi lunged at the underside of my cock and gave it a nice, wet, open-mouthed, sucking kiss.

That got me running again; I guided the head to her nice plump lips and slid it all into her mouth, slowly and deliberately, as she wiggled her tongue underneath…almost to the balls! “Open up a little more…mmmm, that’s right. You little dirty slut!”

“I’m dirty, I’m bad,” she said after pulling me out, gasping for breath.

“Do it again,” said Ginny, getting into the lesson. She grabbed the base of my dick and gave it another rasping shake as Mimi bobbed on the knob. She took more and more in, as before, letting her throat close down and her eyes to water adorably, lapping a little at the balls before coughing me out—then back to it again.

“Shit!” I groaned, getting impatient for that tight, tight snatch I’d sampled, so I blurted, “You gonna give me some of that wet Chinese pussy?”

“Do it in my pushy…give me an ohgashm that way, xifu,” Mimi said in a babyish voice—those Asians know how to drive a guy wild.

Ginny was feeding my cock to Mimi, so I said, “Show her how, Ginny. Put it in that tight little twat for her.”

“Oh, she knows how all right,” she said with a giggle, but she laid Mimi back in the midst of a gorgeous kiss, nipples brushing nipples, shoulder brushing against shoulder, every move smooth and intentional, in a dancer’s way. She was still hanging on to my cock, so she guided me up, brought me to that pretty apex capped with the tuft of straight, black fur.

“Put it in, put it in,” Mimi whispered breathlessly. “Fuck me, teacher.”

Ginny gave me a nice squeeze with those slender fingers of hers and swabbed that tiny slit with my oozing cock, mingling our love juices. Mimi’s pussy lips parted, releasing a flood of wetness, and as I felt the gooey warmth surround my cock, my reptilian brain kicked in with the fuck reflex—I plunged my cock in as far as it would go. She gasped, but didn’t seem to be hurting. It was like trying to fuck a beer bottle, it was so tight, but it went in just fine. Ginny was definitely adding to the feeling, still hanging on to me at the base, squeezing as if she already knew my kungfu grip escort gaziantep bakımlı bayan technique. Mimi’s pussy clamped down and it set off a throbbing, spasming, pleasure chain reaction that had us both shouting. Ginny egged me on, smacking my ass with her free hand, shouting, “Do this little bitch! She’s been begging for it!”

I had to follow orders. Ginny let go of me and legged up on the bed right over Mimi, facing the hot view as I increased my pace against that clamped-down clam. Ginny leaned down for a closer look, reaching out to rub down Mimi’s protruding clit, her ample tits swaying right over Mimi’s mouth. Mimi squealed quietly, tremulously, with each bounce of the bed. She played with those tits, too, catching each one for lip-smacking tongue play, nestling her face in the cleavage. I was in perverted ecstasy.

Once Ginny had elicited a few groans from Mimi for all the frigging of her love bud, Ginny dragged herself farther down Mimi’s body, till her pelvis rested firmly on Mimi’s face. I could just imagine Mimi slinking her tongue up to Ginny’s own dripping hot little button, taking the lips and hood into her mouth for a good tonguing slurp, nose buried in her slit. I wanted to taste that too, but this tight China girl twat was not to be denied.

Mimi had intense muscle control—a sign of deep experience for someone so young! She could open jars of pickled turnip with that fucking twat. Again and again, she milked my cock in a regular rhythm, bringing so much force down through her kegels that it didn’t even compare with my own fist tugging at me. I felt every millimeter of her cock sleeve, right down to the tiniest little nub. It felt like ten tongues swabbing even the glans; I had to be bumping against the cervix every time she squeezed like that.

Ginny had zeroed in on the transit of our fucking, wrapping her arms under Mimi’s thighs, lolling Mimi’s clit and stealing a lick of my wet cock on the uptake. Ginny’s fingers even tickled at my balls from underneath—it was a total sensory overload. These secret sluts were bringing this old dog to the biggest climax of his life. The waves began, and it felt like my middle just opened up, ready to cut loose and flood that tiny quim with spunk.

“I’m gonna cum!” I managed to say between gasps for air, “Where ya wannit!”

“On my face! Cum all over my face,” cried Ginny, who was driving me mad with this talk. “Do me like a proper fucking whore!”

That was it for me. My cock started growing and spasming immediately, and Mimi’s own spasms echoed my climax. I knew she wouldn’t be on birth control, and it was probably too late already, but I pulled out, much as I hated to, and blasted all over poor sweet Ginny’s sexy face. All up her nose, in both eyes, in her hair—I ruined her! But she took it like a champ, and even thanked me for it. Oh, the pleasure was all mine. I guided my blinded sex bunny to a towel, and we pushed two beds together and cuddled with our exhausted tyro for the short hours until morning, trading kisses and copping feels the whole time.

We filled the rest of that weekend with shopping and sightseeing and sex, the highlight being the last night, when Mimi and I fucked Ginny’s holes with fingers and my cock. I thumbfucked Ginny with a finger in her asshole—she’d never tried the backdoor. She seemed to like it, quivering and bucking and gasping like a madwoman…a promise of good things to cum.

When the last morning finally arrived, we hadn’t slept a wink, but as Romeo said, “The sweeter rest was mine.” We washed up separately and packed our things as if nothing unusual had happened, despite that wrecked bed in the middle, which was very suspicious to the maid service, I’m sure.

All the way home on a bumpy mini-bus and the train, though, we sat together on the bench seat, heads on shoulders, bodies draped on bodies a little too familiarly, as we tried to sleep off that amazing, life-changing weekend. Their scents were mingled on my every finger, and I shared that with my sexy girls, passing my hands under their noses, to furtive smiles and gropes. This was definitely the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

*

< Students like Mimi would visit us like a zoo attraction at the aptly-nicknamed Panda House, and after this trip, Ginny and I started getting funny ideas about some of the others. To be explored in upcoming issues! --FGs ] © 2010 The Filthy Gingers

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“Hey Matt, how is my favorite horny eighteen–year-old this morning?” Diana came up behind her son and wrapped her arms around him hugging him close as he was reaching up to pull the cereal from the closet. Her nipples pushed into his back. He was tall enough for her to rest her head on his shoulder.

“Well a bit more horny now thanks to you,” Matt placed the box on the counter and rested his hands on either side next to it.

Diana looked down at her chest pressed against her son’s back and jumped back. “Oops, what can I tell you, the girls have a mind of their own some times.”

Matt turned to look at Diana’s full breasts with their pink nipples. “So I keep hearing. You just got up; why are they hard already?”

“Oh just some creative toweling after my shower.”

She rubbed her palms across her nipples.

“You are in a grand mood this early in the morning; what’s up?”

“Hey it’s a beautiful day, and I have a list of things for us to do around the house to gear up for spring which should be coming before we know it.”

Diana was a sun bunny and had always loved anything to do with the sun and generally hibernated through the winter.

Matt gave a mock groan “Yeah like in a month and a half. How big a list?”

“Just some tightening, hammering, wiping, storing away and …” Diana trailed off as she watched the growing look of desperation on Matt’s face.

“Well, did you have any other plans today?”

Hesitantly came the “No not really.”

“Well alright then how about I let you assign the jobs between us, that way you can give me the jobs with the maximum wiggle potential?” to emphasize her point Diana shook her shoulders which caused a side to side sway of the rounded orbs on her chest.

“Hey the more you wiggle the less you can blame me for not getting anything done, remember” Matt pointed an accusing finger at the swaying breasts.

“So what will get me the most work out of you?” Diana asked exasperated.

“You expect me to think on an empty stomach? You do have spring fever – it’s clouded your judgment.”

Diana reached around and grabbed the cereal box and put it back in the cupboard. Again a breast pushed into Matt, the nipple poking his side.

“Tell you what; I’ll make pancakes so you can get a preview of the wiggle to come.”

Matt laughed and sat at the table “Wiggle away oh naked one.”

While Diana bent down to get the griddle out of the bottom cabinet she shook her butt as she said “wiggle, wiggle.”

Later, after much flipping and wiggling, the two sat to a hearty Sunday breakfast.

“So oh mighty muscular man of the house are you willing to help your poor old naked mother?”

“You know how a naked girl motivates me.”

Matt smiled at the sexy chuckle that came from his mother’s lips.

“So did you parade around the house naked for dad?”

“Not like this, but after certain bouts, one of which created you of course, we would dispense with getting redressed for the evening, or afternoon, or morning.” Diana smiled at the memory.

“So you guys were pretty wild huh?”

“I don’t think we were that outlandish. No worse than the rest of the neighborhood back then. We were in love, open-minded and loved to have fun.”

“So anal sex, masturbation performances, and talk of threesomes are pretty normal” Matt smirked as he held up his fingers and counted off, “am I missing any thing?”

Diana pointed a finger at her son, “Hey, the threesome was strictly fantasy material. I couldn’t help it if your father was an ass man. And besides, you are waaaaay too familiar with your mother’s ancient sex life, Buster. And Mr. Smarty pants, you forgot the quick surprise public flashes, creative use of the girls, and the photography sessions besides other things that I am not the kind of girl to dabble in and tell about, especially to a horny eighteen-year-old.” She stuck her tongue out at her son.

Matt’s eyes lit up as he pondered the new found knowledge.

“I know what will motivate me for a day of cruel slave labor.”

“Oh I can hardly wait to hear this one.”

“Now don’t get mad at me…”

Diana cut him off “You know you say that a lot lately.”

“Hey I’m horny; you’re naked; what do you expect?”

“Good point. So what form of debauchery has your twisted mind come up with that will stay within the boundaries?”

“Well, apparently, it’s nothing that you haven’t already done and only a little stretch past what we’ve done but yet, yes, it is still within the boundaries, oh cruel law enforcement officer.”

“Alright I’ll be daring. If I’ve done it and it stays within the boundaries I’ll do it. Oh crap, I don’t like the way your eyes just lit up.”

“Well, remember how I said not to get mad and remember how I am always horny and even though I have as you say a twisted mind you have enlightened me to things I never even knew where possible. And now I am going nuts with curiosity!”

“This lead up doesn’t bode well.”

“Okay here goes,” Matt’s eyes dropped to the table and he rushed on “I really escort blog want to see what anal sex looks like.”

Diana squeaked.

“WHAT!?! And just how is that not completely breaking the boundaries? You’d be touching me in places no son should ever touch.”

“No, no. Not with me,” Matt scrambled to explain.

Diana squeaked again, “What do you want me to do – grab some guy off the street – ‘excuse me sir will you have anal sex with me so I can satisfy my son’s curiosity’?!?”

“What? No, no. With your penis thing.”

“My penis thing? Oh that. With you watching? Why don’t you use the damned Internet like everyone else instead of your own mother?”

“Internet porn? That’s so phony.”

“I can’t believe you want to watch me use my vibrator on my own butt.”

“Actually, uh I’d really like to uh take some pictures.”

Diana’s mouth dropped wide open and she spluttered.

“Hey, you’ve done it with Dad; I’m not touching you; don’t hit me!”

Diana’s eyes were glazed as she shook her head “I’ve created a sex fiend. I don’t know what to think. Sure, it’s kind of within the boundaries but wow are we crossing some huge territory. If I say I have to think about it do I lose my work mate for the day?”

Matt figured it was time to get out of the room while he was still alive. “Even when you say no of course I’ll help you. I am actually relieved that you didn’t throw a plate at me or something. Just call me when you’re ready to work.”

Matt got up to fire up his computer for some quick play before his day was shot.

As Diana got up to think and clean up the kitchen once again the butterflies were swirling in her now full stomach.

When she finished she went into her room and sat on her bed still thinking. Shoving a seven-inch rubber penis into her own ass was not something a normal mother should do in front of her own son. Let alone the added element of him talking pictures as a record of the event. Diana wasn’t worried about what he would do with the photos. His honesty and discretion with the deal had earned her trust. The act however was practically full bore extremely kinky sex regardless of his lack of physical participation.

She really didn’t want to upset him. So what could she offer as a worthy substitute that stayed within the boundaries and didn’t simulate sex. Use the girls on him – too much contact. Let him take posed pictures sans dildo – surely not equal enough for his apparently twisted tastes. She had already masturbated in front of him, twice actually and even once with the dildo.

So much for no simulated sex she realized. She even had stuck her own finger in her ass during the last session. No wonder he was becoming an anal freak. She thought back to that very morning when she got the griddle out of the cabinet wiggling her ass at Matt. Way to pour some gasoline on that fire girl. She thought she had heard him groan. Boy was he just like his father.

She thought about all the anal bouts with David and felt a tingling in her backside.

She also thought about when Matt watched her have one of the most intense orgasms of her life. She remembered with a twinge of guilt that it was Matt’s name not David’s that came out of her lips.

While she really didn’t believe she was substituting Matt for his father, she had to admit the sexual buzz around the house since she dropped her clothes was a lot like her incredible time with David. And she now realized that she had missed that a lot.

She could think back to intimate times with David now without getting choked up. Crazy times. Wonderful times.

David hated to shop. So to make the experience bearable for him they had invented a simple game; while shopping David would challenge Diana to do five things and if she wouldn’t do one David won. If she did them all or couldn’t do one then she won. Sex forfeits were always the prize.

“Gee Di, if you’re so cold in the freezer section, maybe you should warm it up. Put your bra in the freezer,” David smirked waving a hand at the frozen dinner section. Diana pressed behind her through her cotton shirt to unsnap the bra and pulled it through an arm hole and then the other one. As David held the door open Diana tossed the garment in.

“You owe me a new bra, babe,” she turned and started to walk away.

“Mmm, mmm. Look at those hot buns. I think the panties need to go in the bakery department next.”

Diana stopped and looked over her shoulder, her long pony tail waved across the bottom of her spine “Is that a request or a challenge, sir?”

“What, worried the bakery is a little exposed for your exposure? Oh, it is a challenge babe.”

Diana stared at him eyes aglow as a smirk spread on her face.

“I’m sorry sir. This establishment only serves the freshest goods open to the fresh air.” As she walked away she flipped her short skirt up to reveal her panty-less ass. “Game, set, match to me lover boy,” Di called as she wiggled her butt before dropping the skirt and skipping around the corner of the gaziantep escort blogu aisle.

Hearing a commotion David turned to see a glaze-eyed smiling elderly gentleman getting punched in the arm by an angry looking old woman. David was stunned; Di had to have known that they were there. David sheepishly smiled, waved and ran pushing the half full cart after the sound of his wife’s laughter.

Diana smiled as she smoothed the folds on the comforter on her bed.

Eight years with no sex and I awaken a deranged sex fiend myself she thought. She never realized before how much she had changed since David’s death.

Well, David was a great, normal guy even with an anal obsession; it probably wouldn’t kill Matthew.

She decided to stop thinking so much and get back to living life to the fullest. Sadly, David’s death proved you never knew how long you had.

Shaking her head, she went into her bathroom and got a bottle of lotion. Next she went over to her dresser and found the digital camera in her purse and reached into her underwear drawer where right on the top lay her old rubber little friend that she had been getting reacquainted with quite often lately truth to be told.

She sat on her bed and thought about the whiskey bottle in the kitchen cabinet before deciding to forget it.

“I’m ready for you Matt.”

“Give me a second” came his answer.

She felt the pounding of her heart in her chest as she heard his door open and momentarily he stepped into her open door.

“What’s first on the list, oh cruel slave laborer?”

“Here, catch” Diana tossed him her camera as she scooted up onto the bed.

“First, you tell me how you want me.” Diana waved the lotion and penis at him.

“What? What do you mean?” Matt’s eyes bulged out.

“Lying on my back or on my hands and knees for example.”

“You mean there’s more than one way?”

“Oh no; I seem to get in trouble when I share my knowledge with you. On my back.” Diana laid flat, raised her legs to her chest, pushed her butt off the bed and opened her legs in a very unmotherly way. “Or on my hands and knees” Diana rolled over and got on her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder at him. A little of her auburn hair from her short pixie hairstyle covered her eye giving her an even more sexy look to the excited teenager.

“Ah that way is fine.” Matt looked down at the small red camera in his hands. Not believing his luck he added “Now when we’re done I can download these to my computer, right?”

She kept her hair covered eye on him as her hand started to open the lotion, and she squeezed some onto her other hand, “Do I need to go over the rules for the very existence of those pictures.”

“Trust me, no one else will ever even know they exist.”

She ran her lotion covered hands around the penis. “You know that there really is no attractive way to do this right?”

“That’s what makes it so cool.”

“So says the one not getting anything shoved up his butt. Look, stuff like this is great between people who love each other and respect and trust each other. Which in a twisted, bizarre way is why it works for us I guess. But you need to remember that women are not pieces of meat or objects solely for your sexual gratification. We are emotional beings with feelings of our own. Always respect that and pay attention to that,” she dropped the dildo and squirted lotion back onto her hand.

“Stop, Mom. Look if you’re saying that you’re not comfortable doing this in any way. Please don’t do it. I never want you to do anything that you don’t want; no matter how much I think it is cool.”

“Thanks Matt. But I really am okay with this, God help me. You know, your hormones didn’t fall far from the tree because I am actually getting pretty worked up over this in a very, very good way.” The last almost purred out from Diana.

Matt could see that her face was turning a vibrant shade of scarlet. Again a hair covered eye peeked out at him as she spoke “Normally, the guy helps with the lubrication process; but that is so not happening buster. So that means your mother is about to stick her own fingers into her butt in order to spread lotion around – this is so not attractive or ladylike.”

“Does it help if I say that I promise to still respect you in the morning?”

Diana snorted a chuckle.

Matt watched as Diana indeed brought her hand around her back and slowly pushed a finger into her anus. She moved it around before bringing her other hand with the bottle up to the base of her spine squirting more lotion onto her fingers as she pushed a second finger in. Slowly a third was added before all four fingers were sawing back and forth making a lot of squishy sounds.

“Doesn’t that feel weird or hurt?” Matt asked.

Diana shook her head, her hair waving back and forth close to her face. “Anal is really a matter of preference mostly. It’s really hard to describe. When you first experience it, it can hurt and a lot if not done carefully. When you have gaziantep escort sitesi your own girlfriend and if she is inexperienced you need to progress slowly and with precautions like lots of lotion.’

She smiled at the sight of her eager son nodding his head vigorously from over her bare shoulder.

“Your dad was very much an anal freak so it became a very regular routine of our fun. I honestly quite grew to love it myself. It feels full in an odd, pleasant kind of way. Knowing it brought him so much joy it added to my own pleasure quite a lot. That’s how love between close couples works. It is very mental as well.”

“I love you and knowing it brings you so much pleasure like it did for your father just adds to the positive feeling for me. Trust me, I’m going to enjoy this every bit as much as you. So enough talking, it’s show time.”

Diana pulled her fingers out and brought her hand in front of her to grab the dildo, her thumb flicking the switch on the base. Matt could see her ass still open as a black hole in the middle of a small area of brown next to her soft white skin.

Diana held the tip against the opening. She looked up at her son who stood gaping open mouthed behind her, hands to his side. “Ah excuse me, Mr. De Mille, I’m ready for my close up.”

“What?”

“Just use the damn camera Sherlock.”

Diana waited until Matt had the camera at his face before she slowly pushed the seven inch shaft into her anus.

“Ung. I am so out of practice. Remember what I told you, when you have anal sex with a girl for the first time, you need to go slowly when you do this as it does feel uncomfortable at first,” Diana said this through clinched teeth. “Without lubrication, it can hurt like hell.”

She paused with half the shaft sticking out of her butt. She could hear the soft click of the camera. She slowly pushed in again until only the black base stuck out.

“We’re going to unh let that sit for a moment.” She wiggled her butt at Matt. She looked at him and watched him as he moved around clicking the camera that remained pointed at her backside.

Finally, her hand pulled then pushed the dildo slowly back and forth. The clicks of the camera came more often now.

“So, enjoying the show, my son with the incredibly perverted imagination?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Yeah, well back in the day, your father and I had to use a bigger camera that only took still shots, no video. Don’t even ask how we got the pictures developed until we could afford a Polaroid camera,” Diana said all this as she slowly increased the speed of the plunging fake penis in her ass.

“Video? Shit.”

Diana laughed her throaty laugh as she watched her son fumble with the camera. She laid her head down and started to strongly push the vibrator into her ass. Her breathing started to get raspy and Matt watched as more and more spasms coursed through her body.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh FUCK” Diana screamed and fell onto the bed her whole body shaking. She brought her hands up to rest on either side of her head. As she lay prone the muscles of her ass slowly pushed the dildo up until it oozed out of her ass and rolled off her onto the bed. Matt could see his mother’s flushed asshole clench and open repeatedly.

“Cool,” Matt cooed switching to a zoom setting.

Diana figured what he was excited about “Yuck, Gross.” But the newly released unbridled exhibitionist in her caused her to drag her knees up and push her butt up and spread wide before Matt and the camera. A throaty “Wiggle, wiggle” came from the mass of hair that was all that was visible of her head. After one final wiggle she curled over onto her side, her arm spread across her scarlet breasts, smiling as he switched the camera back to stills and took one final picture.

Her sweat stained face smirked up at her son “You so owe me an entire day of complaint-free work Buster.”

His rapidly retreating form yelled back “Sure Mom, after I finish ahh downloading the pictures.”

She stretched her body out on the bed. Good, that means she could relax a while before another shower and work time.

She saw the humming vibrator next to her. She reached out and grabbed it and held it up flicking it off.

She stared at the fake penis.

She saw herself looking up into the eyes of David above her. Her hands held onto his shoulders as he pushed himself into her, the insides of her legs pressed against the outside of his. She felt the spark of electricity course through her body making her sob, “Oh David.” He held still waiting for her. Finally he gently rolled his hips again moving inside her. She knew instantly what he wanted when he pulled back and out of her leaving a cool flush of air to gush into the void. He held still again as she compressed her stomach rolling her backside toward him. She reached her hand down to guide his hard flesh into her smaller hole before him. With a hissing sigh he glided his flesh into her ass. She wrapped her legs around his ass and her arms around his back and neck drawing herself off the bed and into his very flesh. They both lost all sense of where one stopped and the other began. He pushed and pulled through her body; jabs of tingling electricity again soared through her body crashing into her heart. Push; pull; push; pull. She felt the tremble start in his stomach and race through the rest of his body as his penis spasmed inside of her.

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Ashley, a striking platinum blonde in frilly short pajamas, held her hand out to her younger sister Caitlyn, a pretty honey blonde wearing long baggy black pjs.

“What?”

“Come on Caity just take my hand,” the taller young woman said.

“What are you planning?”

“You said you’re ready to lose your virginity right?”

“Yes, but I haven’t even met another guy yet. I need a boyfriend first.”

“Please just trust me.”

“Fine.”

When Caitlyn grabbed Ashley’s hand, she was led back into their stepfather’s large showroom full of cars. There were many shiny vehicles spread out in the space beneath their main house.

They passed the wine room and turned a corner to their stepbrother’s bed, where he was lying, his lower half covered in a sheet.

“W-wait what, w-why are we coming back here?” Caitlyn asked softly. She pushed her frameless glasses back against her green eyes.

“He’s asleep Caitlyn, you don’t need to whisper.”

“He is?” she said dubiously.

“He’s a deep sleeper too,” she said, going to the side and pulling off the sheet covering his body. His caramel-colored skin was naked beneath. Caitlyn immediately covered her face.

“See?” Ashley said.

“W-why Ashley?” she said, peering between her fingers.

“What do you mean? This is the answer. You’re all hung up on having your first time be with someone special, but I’m telling you it doesn’t matter. You can do it with Marlon, just get it over with. Then you won’t be so nervous about it with your next boyfriend.”

“It’s supposed to be special though,” Caitlyn said, her hand still covering her face.

Ashley pulled her sister’s hand down.

“It’s just sex.” She pulled her closer to the bed. They stood at his feet, looking down at him.

“Oh my!” Caitlyn exclaimed.

“I know,” Ashley grinned, looking at his impressive body. He had a muscular build similar to an athlete and his dark genitals were equally large. His eyes were closed and his black hair was tousled. “It doesn’t need to be with someone special but you still should be, you know, into him. Do you like Marlon?”

“What do you mean?”

“You think he’s hot right?” Ashley asked.

“Umm… he’s attractive,” she said.

Ashley smiled.

“If he was your boyfriend would you let him do you?”

Caitlyn turned red.

“I-I guess…”

“You guess?”

“I mean, yeah I would.”

“Ok what’s the problem then?”

“Uh, but he’s asleep,” she said.

“Well maybe you should wake him up then.”

“Uh, I don’t think I know…”

“You said you’ve sucked Dylan before right?”

“Uh y-yeah,” Caitlyn replied.

“Do the same thing to Marlon.”

“U-uh, but shouldn’t I… shouldn’t I ask him? If he really wants me to do that?”

“Trust me he does,” Ashley smiled.

“What if Sophia or mom comes in?”

“Mom won’t be here till after lunch. That’s hours away, and Sophia… hmm, yeah I’ll go lock the door. Hey why didn’t it work before, how did you come in?”

“You have to push the bolt in the door on the left to the floor, otherwise they can still pop open,” Caitlyn said.

“Ok, I’ll go lock them now. Just wait here.”

Ashley went back to the entrance, quickly locked the double doors as instructed and when she came back, her sister Caitlyn was staring between Marlon’s legs.

“So you ready?” Ashley asked.

“It’s illegal though isn’t it?” Caitlyn said with doubt, turning away. “He’s our stepbrother. That’s incest.”

“He’s not blood related. It’s not incest,” Ashley countered.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Caitlyn conceded. She looked down at him again. “When we’re doing it what if I bleed?”

Ashley looked to the far wall. There was a shelf with a stack of dark blue towels next to an exercise station. She grabbed one and set it on the bed next to Marlon.

“Ok… now what?” Caitlyn asked.

“Don’t be scared, just get up between his legs and start. Just go slow.”

“Um, are you gonna watch?”

“I can go around the corner and make sure Sophia doesn’t come downstairs.”

“No.. umm maybe… maybe you can stay here and tell me what to do?”

“Ok sure. Get on the bed then and I’ll give you some pointers.”

Caitlyn slowly got up between his legs and knelt forward.

“How should I just start?” she asked.

“Spread his legs a bit more so you can get closer,” Ashley said, grabbing one leg and helping push them apart.

“Ok what next?”

“Grab his cock with your hand,” Ashley said. Caitlyn took his brown penis in her hand, but was touching it gingerly. “No like this,” Ashley said. She took her hand and made sure Caitlyn was holding Marlon tightly.

“Uh, are all college guys this big?” Caitlyn asked.

“Not all. Marlon’s on the bigger side.”

“Won’t it be difficult then?”

“More challenging, but anything worth doing is right?”

“I guess so. Ok, now I suck it?”

“Start by licking it.”

Caitlyn put the tip of her tongue on his cock, running it along his penis delicately.

“Here let me show you,” Ashley said. She bent at the waist, and put her hand over Caitlyn’s and moved his cock to her own mouth. Ashley licked around gaziantep escort ilanları the head, across the surface like she was licking up ice cream. “Like that,” she said. She shifted Marlon’s meat back towards her sister.

“Ok.” She imitated Ashley, doing a decent job for a beginner.

“Yeah imagine you’re licking a tasty lollipop.”

Caitlyn continued, licking around the dark slightly purplish tip.

“Good, that’s better,” Ashley said. “Now lick his balls,” she said.

“What?”

“Let me show you.”

Caitlyn leaned back so her sister could move in. Ashley licked across his large balls and then sucked them loudly.

“Ew your being kinda messy,” Caitlyn said.

“Guys like it that way,” Ashley said.

“Really?”

“Most do. And also pull his cock while you suck his balls. Watch.”

Ashley began to jack him off and sucked his large testicles. She was sure to give each equal amount of attention. Then she stuffed the soft flesh of his dick into her mouth. When she started to choke, she withdrew.

“He’s getting hard.”

“I don’t think I can fit that much in my mouth.”

“It just takes practice.”

“I can’t believe he’s still sleeping,” Caitlyn said.

“He drank a whole bottle of wine,” Ashley said nodding to the floor.

“Oh my! He’s getting so big. And you’ve had that inside you?”

“Yeah,” she smiled. “He’s definitely ready.” She continued to stroke him. “How about you?”

“I-I’m scared Ash. I’ve never done it before and it’s really big.”

“It is, but trust me, once you get used to it, it’s amazing. Some of the best orgasms I’ve had are with Marlon. I think because of how thick and curved it is”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. Have you had one before?”

“Umm, only by myself,” she said, her face red.

Ashley smiled. “Girl you finger yourself?”

“I-I,” Caitlyn stuttered in embarrassment.

“Just kidding, I do too. Nothing to be ashamed about. Sometimes I’m horny and there isn’t any dick around,” she conceded.

“Ok,” Caitlyn nodded with a sheepish grin.

“So you want me to show you how to fuck him?”

“Uh, ok. Now?”

“Uh sure,” she laughed. Ashley pulled her shorts down, revealing her shaved clean pussy. “Now to fit this black fucker in…” she said. She put her pink lips back and forth over his hard dick while stroking with one hand at the base. When she pulled her mouth back his dark brown meat was glistening with her saliva. “That should be enough. Gotta get it nice and wet so it slips in easier,” she explained.

Caitlyn nodded. Ashley squatted over his dick, pressing his large tip to her shaved pink slit.

“Oooo,” she moaned as her pussy struggled against his cock. Then she felt it push deeper. “Oh yeah,” she said.

“Woah.”

“See easy,” Ashley replied, her brow furrowing.

“You ok?”

“Yeah, it’s just been a week since I’ve fucked him,” she said. “You gotta go slow at first. Let your pussy stretch.”

“Ok,” Caitlyn nodded. She looked nervous, knowing that she would be next.

“Oh fuck, that’s good.”

“What?”

“I’m pushing him deeper,” she said. She leaned forward against Marlon, her head at his neck and pushed up and down his cock with her legs. Her pussy felt hot and tingly. “You see what I’m doing?”

“Yeah,” Caitlyn said. “But I’m not sure if I can do that.”

“It’s easy,” she moaned. “Just need to go slow.”

Her neck and face felt flush as she started to feel really good. She knew she only had to put her hand down between her legs and rub a little and she’d be off to the races. But she didn’t want to get carried away yet.

“You’re turning red, is it making you hot?” Caitlyn asked.

“Yeah, that happens sometimes when it feels good.”

Ashley noticed that Marlon was moving his head, a sign he was beginning to wake up. She continued to ride him, enjoying the full feeling his rock-hard cock gave her. It was nearly five minutes or so, riding up and down.

“You want to go slowly at first. Too fast and it might hurt.”

“Ok.”

“Oh god, I’m almost there,” she said.

“There?”

“Yeah I-” Ashley looked down and Marlon opened up his eyes. “Good morning sunshine.”

“W-what time is it?” Marlon asked.

“Eight or so. What’s wrong?” she asked when she noticed him wince.

“Fuckin’ hangover,” he said. “Shouldn’t have drank so much.”

“Look who I brought,” she said, tilting her head.

“I don’t see anyone,” Marlon said.

“Come here Caity,” Ashley said looking back. Caitlyn sheepishly stood up and came to the side.

“Oh shit Caity?” he said with surprise. His pelvic thrusts slowed.

“Yeah she’s having some boy trouble and I said you could help her out.” Ashley pulled up high until Marlon’s cock came free from between her legs.

“How am I supposed to help?” he said.

“She needs to lose her v-card.”

“You serious?” He looked at Caitlyn, who was looking down at the floor and blushing.

“Yeah,” Ashley said. “But right now let’s just show her how it’s done. She’s really nervous.”

He smiled.

“Why doesn’t she just ask her boyfriend gaziantep escort bayan ilanları to break her cherry?”

“It’s a long story,” Ashley said.

“Right…”

Noticing Marlon’s uninterested responses, she turned to her sister. “Cover your ears.”

“What?”

“Just do it.”

Caitlyn did as she was told.

“She’s a virgin, I thought all guys were into that?” She whispered.

“Not really,” he said in a low tone. “Why are we whispering? This is stupid. I don’t need Caity in love with me after I fuck her. She seems like the type.”

“I explained to her it’s not about love. It’s just sex. She wants to get it over with.”

Her stepbrother was silent.

“Marlon, her boyfriend dumped her because she was too scared to have sex with him.”

“And she’s not scared anymore?”

“Not really.”

“And she really just wants to get it over with?” he said dubiously.

“Yeah, being a virgin sucks.”

“Right, but having sex with a virgin, what’s that do for me?.”

“You know, being a good big brother.”

“That’s not how that works,” Marlon chuckled.

“I know it’s kinda weird, but fuck we’re already in a weird situation you and me.”

“Whatever it’s your family.”

“It’s your family too. But come on, I wanna help her out.”

“You really think this is going to help her?”

“She needs to get over her asshole boyfriend. She says she has, but I’m not sure. I think this might do it.”

“Probably just create another problem.”

“I don’t think so. I’ll handle it.”

“You can handle it?”

“Yeah she’s my sister, I’ll make sure she doesn’t get infatuated or whatever.”

“Not sure that’s something you can control but…”

“Please, will you do it?”

“Let me think.” Only a few seconds passed. He grinned. “Alright.”

“Ok what changed your-“

“But under one condition.”

“What do you want?” Ashley said.

“I want this ass,” Marlon smiled, grabbing her rear.

“You know I’ve never done that before” Ashley said seriously, putting her hands over his and pushing them down. “That’s the one thing I’m saving for marriage.” She looked back to Caitlyn who was looking down.

“I still find that funny,” Marlon smiled.

“Why?”

“You’re not a prude, why would that be the one thing you won’t do?”

“I don’t know, I like having one thing I haven’t done yet.”

Marlon shrugged.

“So you won’t do it unless…”

“Nope.”

“Isn’t there anything else?” she asked.

“Not that I can think of.”

“Maybe I could…” her mind went blank. She couldn’t think of anything else he might want. “Ok fine,” she said angrily. “But you have to promise to be gentle with her. No rough stuff.”

“Ok.”

“You promise?”

“Yeah I’ll go slow.”

“Alright, then… I’ll let you fuck my ass.”

“Finally get to bust you open,” he smiled.

“First Caity,” she said, seriously, “then you can fuck my ass. I don’t want you to scare her.”

“Sure.”

Ashley reached out and grabbed her sister’s hands, pulling them down from her ears.

“Ok we’re ready,” she said. “You ok?”

“Yeah,” she replied softly.

“Ok Caity, I’ll fuck you if you want,” Marlon said.

“Ok… umm… thank you,” she replied, her voice wavering.

“Calm down girl, I’ll go nice and slow no need to worry.”

She nodded, looking at him briefly and then back down.

“You should do missionary position,” Ashley said.

“Missionary?” Caitlyn asked.

“You just need to lie down on your back,” her sister replied. “And spread your legs. It’s easy.”

“Don’t worry about moving around, I’ll help you out there,” Marlon said.

“Ok,” Caitlyn said.

“Hey where’s your mom?” Marlon said.

“Don’t worry she’ll be at a shoot for hours,” Ashley said.

“Ok let’s get to it then.” Marlon said.

Cailtyn looked scared, her eyes darting to Marlon and then back to her sister.

“Hold on,” Ashley said. After pushing onto the edge of the bed she stood up next to Caitlyn.

“Are you ok?” she whispered.

“Ummm…”

“You nervous?”

“Yeah. I don’t think I can…”

“He’ll go slow, he promised,” Ashley said.

“What if he doesn’t…” She paused. “What if he doesn’t like me?” she whispered quietly.

“Oh Caity, don’t worry about that. He’ll like you fine.”

“And how will I know what to do, to make him feel good?”

“I don’t think you need to worry about that.”

“And for me?”

“There’s nothing that can be helped there. Everyone’s first time is pretty bad,” Ashley said.

“It is?” Caitlyn replied. “So why do it then?”

“It gets better. The first time doesn’t have to be all bad. But most virgin guys don’t know how to get a girl excited. ” She turned to Marlon. “Hey you be sure to get her good and wet before you start ok?”

“Sure, but I can’t guarantee it will be painless.”

“Hmmm. I have an idea. Caity, close your eyes and cover your ears again.”

“What?”

“Please.”

“Ok,” Caitlyn said, doing as her older sister instructed.

Ashley went escort bayan gaziantep ilanları to Marlon and whispered. “Hey she looks really scared. I’m thinking we need to get her relaxed. I think if we make the bed look all romantic and stuff, she’ll calm down a little.”

“Really? Why not a little wine?”

“No she hates alcohol.”

“Fine,” Marlon replied. “Ok, so what do you have in mind?”

Ashley looked up for a second, as if looking at the ceiling helped her think. “I know, why don’t you get a couple of candles from the dining room upstairs. You can set them around the bed.”

Marlon’s eyebrow cocked up dubiously.

“If you have a better idea I’m all ears,” Ashley said.

“Wait here,” he said with a smirk.

He quickly grabbed his jeans from the foot of the bed and pulled them on, buttoning and zipping them up as he walked to the double doors. He unlocked them and went through, to the upstairs.

“Ashley?” Caitlyn said.

“Just a second.”

“What are you doing?”

“Not me. Marlon’s getting something to make you more comfortable.”

When Marlon came back a minute later Ashley nodded in appreciation. He had Caitlyn’s teddy bear that she always kept on her bed, and three roses (from the arrangement upstairs on the dining room table). Marlon set the bear against one of the pillows and tore petals off of two of the flowers. Then he spread them over the bed. The last rose he held out. Ashley smiled. He was actually good at this romantic shit.

“Open your eyes Caity,” he said firmly so she could hear.

She opened her eyes and then smiled.

“Thank you,” she said, taking the flower and smelling it.

Marlon put his hands to her waist. She smiled, using the rose to cover her face as she got a bit red in the face.

“This is from upstairs?”

“Yeah.”

“Still, it’s nice,” she said. “And you got my bear Steven… I thought… Ashley… you said it’s not supposed to be special?”

“Well maybe it can be… just a little.”

She smiled at her sister in appreciation. Marlon put his hand on Caitlyn’s shoulder. He took off her glasses and gently pulled off the hair band from her ponytail. Her beautiful blonde hair fell down a bit below chest length. She smiled awkwardly as Marlon handed the frames and hair band to Ashley. Ashley could tell that her sister was very nervous, but as he kissed her on the lips and held her waist gently she seemed to melt in his arms. There were a few tender pecks, and then long and breathless passionate kisses.

“Not bad,” Marlon said, sitting back onto the edge of the bed. “Now take off your clothes”

“Umm-“

“Come on, you’ve already seen me naked,” he said.

“Ok.”

She traced her fingers across the white scalloped buttons, her fingers moving from the top down her long-sleeve pajama top. When she got to the bottom, she opened it, revealing her large breasts covered in a plain bra and a narrow waist. She got stuck trying to take off the top, catching it on her arm.

“Hold on, let me help,” Marlon said, standing up. “How long have you been hiding a body like this?” he said, removing the shirt and tossing it to the floor.

“Umm…” Her face turned bright red as she caught his stare.

“And you just turned eighteen right?” he said.

“Y-yeah.”

“You really wanna fuck her now don’t you?” Ashley asked from off to the side. She was just standing and watching.

Marlon gave her a condescending look.

“Take off the pants,” he said to Caitlyn as he stood tall in front of her.

She followed his instructions, pushing her pj pants down her legs, revealing white panties that matched her bra. As she stood up she timidly shifted her hands from her waist to her sides. She was short, about 5 foot 2, with wide hips, a narrow waist and full breasts.

“Turn around,” Marlon said. Caitlyn did as he asked and then looked back at him. Her ass looked shapely in the tight full-coverage panties.

Marlon closer, wrapping his arms around her body, beneath her breasts, hugging her gently. He turned her around and slowly pressed his lips against hers in a tender kiss. He kissed her again a bit more passionately, his hands went to her waist and then picked her up easily. She gave a small cry of surprise. He gently set her on the silky white sheets covered in pink petals. She reached her hand back brushing her fingers across her teddy bear with a grin.

He got up on the bed and pried her legs apart and walked between them on his knees.

“I didn’t know you were so sexy,” he said softly as he leaned down and kissed her. He pushed his tongue past her lips and then pulled back, as if he was restraining himself. Then he put his hands to her waist and hooked his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties.

“You don’t need these anymore,” he said, pulling them off and revealing a trim tuft of brownish-blonde pubic hair.

He handed the underwear to Ashley with a smirk and she sighed with annoyance. He seemed to be putting on a show for both of them.

Ashley’s face was red, her legs spread before her stepbrother. Her tight underwear had made slight indents against her flesh, a line across her waist and across her hips. Marlon unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off, tossing them to the floor. His large dick was half hard and starting to rise.

“Damn it’s been a long time since I’ve had a virgin,” he said. He stroked his brown cock a few times, and it quickly grew to an impressive size. It stuck out, curving up a bit towards his torso. He grabbed Caitlyn’s legs and tilted his hips back. His cock looked poised for penetration.

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This is a story about a girl meeting her new Daddy. It involves the ideas of breeding, milk, and virginity.

I may continue the story and have many ideas but I would prefer to find out if you like it. Constructive criticism accepted.

I apologize in advance for type-os.

*****

I sat by the window watching my Daddy direct the gardeners and started to recall what it was like when I met him.

One morning Papa told me I was going to meet my new Daddy.

I tried to ask what he meant and Papa wasn’t very forthcoming.

He told me to bathe and rid myself of hair below my neck.

Mama had shown me what to do so I was already quite smooth.

“Lottie,” she said, “it is a woman’s duty to be smooth all over.”

I didn’t understand what she meant but I had been keeping myself smooth since she showed me what to the day after my 18th birthday.

“Lottie, I have a new dress for you to wear today,” Papa said as he entered my room.

“Remove your robe and stand naked before me.”

I had never been naked in front of him before and hesitated.

“Charlotte, you know it is your duty to obey your parents. Do as you were told.”

I slowly slid my robe down my shoulders; still holding it at my waist.

“Charlotte!” He ordered as he began to undo his belt.

I did as I was told to avoid punishment.

“You have grown into a beautiful voluptuous woman Charlotte. I wish you could stay with me,” he stoically stated as he ran his finger from neck to just below my belly.

There must have been draft because my nipples got really hard when he did it.

Papa noticed and ran a finger around each. To my surprise it made them more hard and made me tingle inside.

“Charlotte, you are going to make your new Daddy so happy. Your breasts are heavy, perfect for feeding babies.”

When he lifted each of my breasts in his strong hands and squeezed, it felt like a fire started in me.

Papa told me as he walked behind me, “You have a thick firm bottom your Daddy will love to punish.”

Papa whispered in my ear as he ran his finger down the cleft in my bottom, “Does this feel good Charlotte? Me touching you?”

I didn’t know what to say and stood motionless.

Papa didn’t wait for an answer and walked to my bed and opened the box he had laid there.

He approached me with a sheer cotton shift. I noticed it was a nearly see through robe, for the most part, cream in color.

After he slid it around my shoulders and tied it loosely above my breasts he pinched my nipples.

Papa moaned and I inhaled deeply. I felt my girl parts start to dampen and I realized I did like it.

He walked to the bed and lifted a brightly colored corset that he proceeded to lace and tie tightly just below the bow between my breasts.

“You are stunning Charlotte. I’m so jealous your Daddy will get to slide inside you.”

“I think you are ready to go. Go say goodbye to Mama.”

“Goodbye?”

“Yes Lottie. Goodbye for awhile, not forever.”

I was so scared. So confused. What was going to happen to me?

I looked in the mirror and realized I might as well be naked. My dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric and my breasts looked large being lifted by the corset. The little cleft between my legs was visible if I shifted just right.

“Do I get a wrap Papa? I feel naked.”

“You look perfect. Your Daddy will be so pleased. Come now. Say goodbye to Mama. You don’t want to be late.”

Dutifully I went to the parlor.

“You look so perfect Lottie. An exceptional breeder, to be sure.”

I had no idea what she meant and it made me nervous.

Papa grabbed my hand as Mama kissed me and led me to the carriage out front.

I settled into the plush cushions and waved as our coachman pulled away from the only home I had ever known.

The carriage came to a stop and jolted me awake. I realized I had been dreaming about being touched, like Papa had, and I felt my face flush.

The coachman helped me to the ground and I immediately noticed a well dressed man before me.

“Charlotte, what a pleasure to meet you in person. I knew you were the right choice.”

I tried to understand what he meant as a crisp wind blew across my nipples and I remembered yabancı gaziantep escort I was basically naked. Immediately they were harder then they had ever been and I tried to cover them, folding my arms in front of me.

“Remove your arms, we will get you warmed soon enough. You really are a stunning creature and I can’t wait until you are mine fully.”

Still trying to process my predicament, I began to appraise the man before me. Quite tall in stature, his salt and pepper hair made him much older looking then he was based on his face.

I felt vulnerable and weak as this attractive man clasped my hand and led me to the stately stone mansion. It was grander than anything I had ever seen, much less dreamed of seeing.

He led me to what was presumably a library of sorts. Bookshelves lined each wall except for the one with the hearth.

He escorted me to a rug by the fire and the warmth was a welcome sensation.

“Charlotte, my name is Master Heath, you will call me Daddy.”

He walked slowly around me and I felt more naked than ever.

“You will be well taken care of here and will be treated like a princess. There are staff to attend to anything you may need.”

He stood in front of me and reached for the ties on my corset. He did not pull them.

Daddy stood over me and my entire body flushed, tingling all over, more than when Papa was this close.

“You will obey me as you did your Papa or risk punishment just the same. I expect you to refer to me as Daddy wherever we are and respond yes Daddy when expected.”

He lifted my chin and stared into my eyes.

“Yes Daddy,” eked out of my mouth and my knees felt weak.

Daddy realized this and held me close to him and as he did a primal groan escaped his lips.

He turned me and led me to a sofa near the fire and sat me on his lap.

I was inexplicably feeling moist between my thighs as he smelled my hair and gently touched my face.

“My dear Charlotte. Do you know about sex? How babies are made?”

“Yes Daddy. Mama said a man will put his seed in a woman and if she’s lucky she will get a baby. It sounded like planting the garden to me so I didn’t ask anything more.”

“My, you are quite innocent aren’t you?”

Not knowing how to respond to that I said yes Daddy but more like a question than a statement.

“I simply cannot wait to show you.”

Daddy spread my bodice with his finger and ran it down between my breasts.

I realized that my nipples were hard again and I developed goosebumps although the room was quite warm.

Daddy loosened the ribbon in my hair and my long auburn locks fell past my shoulders.

“Have you kissed a man little girl?”

He tilted my head to face his as I answered.

“No Daddy. Just my Papa.”

Daddy responded by barely brushing his lips across mine.

It startled me and I pulled back into Daddy’s arm.

“Are you afraid of me Charlotte?”

“Yes Daddy, a little. I’m scared.”

“There is no need to be Charlotte. I promised to treat you well and soon I will make you feel very, very, good.”

He lowered his head and held my chin in his hand as he kissed my lips.

I began to tingle all over and when he kissed me again, running his tongue across my lips, briefly parting them, I felt a fire build in me.

Daddy kissed me harder, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and I realized I was kissing him back.

I felt better than I ever had before and the dampness grew between my thighs.

“Your Daddy wants to slide his big cock inside you now but I promised myself I’d take my time. Daddy wants you to want my cock in you.”

There was no time for me to process as Daddy lifted me and carried me to a room with a massive four poster bed.

Standing me at the side of the bed closest to us, my calves against the satin cover.

“Charlotte, my dear sweet baby girl. The daughter I have always wanted. I’m going to make you mine. To make you want to beg for my cock, maybe not now, but you will. You are going to be a good girl and not disappoint me are you?”

“No Daddy. I’ll be good. I’m scared Daddy.”

“Don’t be. I’m going to make you a big girl.”

He stepped back and gaziantep yabancı escort slowly parted the bodice of my dress, just far enough to expose my nipples. Again, I wasn’t cold, but they were almost painfully hard. Daddy noticed.

“I can’t wait to suck these. To watch you feed our babies. To see you drip milk.”

“My cock is so hard for you already,” he said softly as he pinched my nipples, fueling the fire inside me.

“Let’s get you out of these constricting garments.”

I stood motionless while my new Daddy released me from my corset. Every motion he made was slow and deliberate and it made my wetness increase.

Gently he parted my gown and slid it off my shoulders. He ran his fingers gently over my body, barely touching me, and I again felt weak.

Daddy once again sensed this and pulled me into him. He stood beside me and I felt a hardness against my hip.

He traced my body with a finger appraising me aloud as he did.

“This small belly is going to be so sexy when Daddy fills you.”

“And this, this is going to beautiful when I stick my cock…what have we here?”

My wetness was evident as he ran his finger down my cleave.

“I. I. I don’t know Daddy? Is something wrong with me?”

I became nervous thinking Daddy wouldn’t want me.

“No. No. You are perfect. You are wet because you like me touching you. Don’t you?”

“I don’t know Daddy. It feels very nice when you touch me and I am getting all tingly there.”

“Here? Your pussy. My pussy.”

With that he slid his finger in my slit again and brought my wetness to his mouth.

“You taste so sweet baby. I’m going to try and be gentle. Taste yourself,” he stated as he dipped his fingers in between my legs and slid them in mouth.

“Do you taste good little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. I think so.”

“You do indeed. We’re going to work on you undress me. Help get my cock ready to put in you.”

“Unbutton my vest and then his shirt.”

“Yes Daddy.”

I was so nervous my hands were shaking but I managed to unbutton them.

“Slide them down over my shoulders now.”

I didn’t speak but stood on my toes and pulled the clothes down as directed.

My Daddy looked strong. His shoulders were wide and his skin tanned by the sun.

“You are being such a good girl. You please me.”

His words of praise seemed to make my pussy even wetter.

“Unbuckle my belt Charlotte and undo my trousers. Kneeling is one way to do this. Why don’t you try?”

“Yes Daddy.”

I lowered to my knees as I was told and my face was nearly touching his crotch, he groaned. His cock was hard and very near my face.

Sheepishly, I undid his belt and pants and remained kneeling before him.

“Pull them down little one. First my pants and then my underclothes.”

I hadn’t thought about it until he asked me but I was entirely naked and Daddy was about to be.

I did as instructed and his hard cock nearly slapped my face as I freed it.

“Very nice Charlotte,” he proclaims while placing his large hand of my head ever so gently.

“You see how hard you made your Daddy’s cock little girl?”

Not exactly knowing if this was a good or a bad thing I assumed (incorrectly) it wasn’t good and replied I was sorry.

“Don’t be sorry. I means you are a very good girl and I can’t wait to fill you with my seed. First I want you to kiss the tip of my cock. Lick it with your tongue and make it all wet like your little pussy.”

Uncertain what to do exactly but wanting to please my Daddy I looked up at him hoping to be able to see if I was doing a good job.

I lowered my mouth to Daddy’s cock and the tip already looked wet. I licked it up and it was a little salty but almost sweet in a way.

“Lick the head of my cock. Suck it in your mouth Charlotte.”

Daddy looked like he was enjoying it and I wanted to taste more of him and I wanted to hungrily suck his head. I thought it was much too big for my little mouth.

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby.”

“I don’t think I will be able to fit much in. It looks so big.”

“It will fit, eventually, but you are going to try and take as much of my cock in your mouth aren’t we? Show me escort gaziantep yabancı how much cock you can take while Daddy imagines sliding his big cock in his daughter’s tight little virgin pussy and filling it up.”

Not wanting to disappoint my Daddy I looked him in his eyes as I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth.

It wasn’t quite as big as I thought and I sucked him in further.

“That’s very good Charlotte. Suck it in as out as much as you can.”

I continued to stare at my Daddy, sucking him in about half the length of him, I felt my wetness seep down my thighs.

“That’s so very good little girl. Let’s see how much of my cock you can take.”

Daddy pulled my head back and held it and started to plunge his cock down my throat. He watched as it made me gag and tears started to leak from my eyes.

“I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help it. Your little mouth just looked so good around my cock.”

“It’s all right Daddy. I’ll try to do better next time.”

“You make you me so happy and I just can’t wait any longer.”

Daddy lifted me to my feet and on the bed effortlessly and laid me across it sideways, pulling my bottom to the edge and spread my legs.

“Charlotte, you have the most perfect pussy I have ever seen. I’m going to put my cock in you soon but I need to touch and suck your little pussy first.”

Daddy knelt between my legs and I felt his mouth on me.

Unconsciously I moaned, I couldn’t help it, it fel so good.

“You like it don’t you little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. Your mouth feels very nice there.”

“Does also feel nice when I do this?”

Daddy stuck his finger inside me just a little and sucked on me harder. The sensation was nothing I could possibly describe.

“You taste so good Charlotte. You like me sucking on your little clit don’t you. Was it like lightning hit there?”

“Oh yes Daddy. I was trying to think of how to describe it.”

“I’m glad you like it. You are making me so happy. You are very wet baby. Ready to take your Daddy’s cock deep inside.”

“I don’t think it will fit Daddy. It’s very big. You had your finger in me and I felt full.”

“You are very tiny, very tight but my cock will fit perfectly. I’ll go slowly.”

“Yes Daddy. I think I’m ready. It will hurt?”

“Yes, some, this first time. Just for a bit though.”

Daddy lined his cock at my entrance and held it there with his hand. He leaned into me and entered me slightly as he hungrily started to suck my breast.

“I love your exceptional tits Charlotte. I’m really going to enjoy them.”

Daddy pushed his cock further in and I could feel it stretching me. He would wait and let me adjust before sliding in just a bit further.

He was playing with my titties the whole time, sucking on them, pinching them and something inside me started to build.

“That’s it Charlotte. Let it happen.”

I didn’t know what he meant but it felt so good with his mouth on me I started to buck my hips a little, all the while the feeling continued to build.

“I just knew these titties were going to love being played with. Look at you grinding in to me.”

I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying because I suddenly felt like I was going to burst and as every muscle in me started to tense my Daddy shoved his cock all the way in.

It hurt but I couldn’t stop my pussy from spasming.

Daddy rested on top of me, his cock still in me and his fingers on my nipple.

“Did it hurt a lot baby? Me forcing my cock in you.”

“It did hurt Daddy, like you were ripping me, but also good at the same time.”

“That’s because my little girl came on her Daddy’s cock,” he whispered in my ear. Slowly he slid in and just as slowly out.

He was still laying on my chest when it started to feel really good again and the feeling started to build in me once more.

Instinctively, I bucked my hips into him as he began to pump inside me harder.

Daddy was stretching me but also making me more aware of what was escalating in me.

“Your Daddy is going to fuck you now. Fill you with my cum.”

The second he started to plow his big cock into me I came again. It was like waves crashing over me and my body tensed.

“Here it comes baby. I’m going to fill your sweet pussy now.”

He thrust his cock inside me, stopping when he was as deep as could possibly be. Daddy shot his hot cum in me, spurt after spurt he filled me, it felt so warm my pussy started to spasm again. He thrust into me a few more times and when my pussy stopped clenching his cock, Daddy laid on my chest again, leaving his cock inside me.

“Welcome home baby girl.”

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Je n’approchais plus Morgane de l’après-midi. Lorsque cela arrivait fortuitement, comme pour n’importe quelles personnes qui partagent un même endroit, je la sentais nerveuse et, parallèlement, un frisson de plaisir m’envahissait. Mais je ne la touchais même plus. Non seulement parce que se précipiter était le meilleur moyen de se faire attraper, mais aussi pour qu’elle se repose un peu, en vue de ce que je préparai. Et surtout, il fallait que je me repose aussi après la succession de jouissances de ce matin.

Je n’abandonnais pas mes plans pour autant. À la vue de la réaction paternelle, je me doutais que Morgane ne pourrait se confier à Michel sur ce qui était arrivé. En début d’après-midi, je su que Clotilde était du même tonneau lorsqu’elle passa un bon quart d’heure à enguirlander sa fille parce quelle avait laissé trainer des affaires par terre dans sa chambre, en l’occurrence le tee shirt et la petite culotte qu’elle portait lorsque je l’ai violée. Je voyais mal Morgane réussir à leur parler d’un sujet aussi honteux que son dépucelage forcé par leur propre invité et ami. Michel et Clotilde facilitait sans le savoir mes possibilités d’abuser de leur fille.

C’est donc avec une certaine tranquillité que je m’apprêtais à sortir. J’avais consulté le net sur mon ordinateur, dans ma chambre, pour trouver un sex shop dans les environs. Comme je devais également faire le plein de la voiture après le long trajet d’hier, mon excuse de sortie était toute trouvée. Je fis tout cela le plus rapidement possible, ayant tout de même une petite appréhension. Après tout, on ne sait jamais. Sur la fin de ma petite balade, je craignais même de trouver un fourgon de police devant la villa. Mais le sourire jovial de Michel me rassura aussitôt. Je montais mes achats, cachés dans le sac à dos que j’avais emporté, dans ma chambre et je redescendis pour plonger dans la piscine.

Là, je fis plus ample connaissance avec Loïc qui trouvait enfin quelqu’un pour chahuter avec lui dans l’eau. Jusqu’à la soirée, on aurait facilement pu croire que j’étais un oncle ou un cousin attentionné. Pendant un certain temps, Morgane ne sut pas quoi faire. Elle ne voulait apparemment pas sortir mais y fut contraint par sa mère, non sans une nouvelle montagne de reproches, qui refusait qu’elle reste à l’intérieur avec un si beau soleil. L’adolescente finit par remettre son bikini pour bronzer, comme si de rien n’était.

Au moment où je sortais de l’eau, elle annonça soudainement qu’elle allait prendre une douche. Elle me fuyait. Je lui laissais un peu d’avance en me séchant rapidement avant de déclarer que j’allais me changer dans ma chambre. En fait, je montais les escaliers quatre à quatre, avec le moins de bruit possible pour la rejoindre dans la salle de bain avant qu’elle ne ferme la porte. Elle faillit réussir à la refermer avant que je n’arrive mais je la bloquais et entrais.

_ On dirait que tu ne veux pas me voir, petite salope. Après tous les efforts que j’ai fait pour toi cet après-midi, ce n’est pas très gentil.

J’avais juste l’intention de lui rappeler qui est le maître et je ne comptais pas rester longtemps, aussi je préférais laisser la porte ouverte pour entendre quelqu’un venir le cas échéant.

Morgane avait reculé à mon entrée et se tenait dos au mur, apeurée. Je m’approchais d’elle et soulevais vivement le haut de son maillot de bain pour libérer ses mignons petits seins. Je me mis à les caresser avec rudesse. Mon bassin se frottait lentement au sien. Je posais mes lèvres sur les siennes et tentait d’introduire ma langue. Mais elle refusa.

_ Tu as du mal à comprendre ma pauvre fille. Ouvre-moi cette bouche, sinon…

En guise de menace, je pinçais durement ses tétons et elle poussa un gémissement de douleur. Lorsque je fis une nouvelle tentative, ses lèvres s’ouvrirent et sa langue répondit même à la mienne, bien qu’on sentait peu de passion dans cet échange. Avec le frottement de mon bas ventre sur le sien, mon envie s’éveilla à nouveau. À travers nos maillot, je la caressais doucement avec ma trique sans provoquer la moindre réaction de défense. J’aurais pu la prendre là, debout contre le mur si je l’avais voulu. Mais le moment n’était pas encore venu. Puisqu’elle avait retenu la leçon pour l’instant, je la libérais de mon étreinte et partis en direction de ma chambre comme si de rien n’était.

Le reste de la soirée ressembla assez à celle de la veille, conviviale et tranquille. Morgane ne disait pas grand chose mais elle était de toute façon d’une nature plutôt effacée en temps normal. Aussi, cela ne choqua personne. Elle alla se coucher tôt, prétextant être fatiguée. Comme si de rien n’était, je restais avec Michel, Clotilde et Loïc jusqu’à ce que nous décidions ensemble d’aller dormir.

Mais je n’étais pas fatigué. Je m’étais préparé en buvant discrètement des boissons énergisantes dans ma chambre et ceci sans compter avoir bu plusieurs cafés avec Michel et Clotilde dans la soirée. Il ne me restait plus qu’à attendre le moment opportun et je commençais manken gaziantep escort à préparer le matériel que j’avais prévu.

Au bout de trois heures à passer le temps sur le net, je décidais de passer à l’action. Je pris mon sac et descendait discrètement jusqu’à la chambre de Morgane. Dans le couloir, je marchais au ralenti. J’entendis des ronflements dans la chambre de Michel et Clotilde, ce qui me rassura un peu. Mais je devais rester vigilant. J’appuyais doucement sur la poignée de la porte de la chambre. Toutes les pièces avaient des portes avec des serrures mais je n’ai vu de clefs sur aucune d’elles, je n’ai donc pas eu la présence d’esprit d’ordonner à Morgane de laisser la porte ouverte, d’ailleurs cela lui aurait peut être donné l’idée de la fermer. Je craignais toutefois qu’elle ait pu avoir l’idée toute seule de dénicher la clef et d’assurer sa tranquillité. Mais ce ne fut pas le cas. La porte s’ouvrit.

Je me glissais à l’intérieur en silence et refermait doucement la porte. La chambre était totalement dans le noir. Heureusement j’avais prévu une lampe de poche dont je dirigeais le rayon vers le sol pour que la luminosité n’éveille pas Morgane. Je me déplaçais lentement, avec attention, pour m’approcher du lit double où la belle dormait à poings fermés. Je posais mon sac près de la table de chevet. Je l’observais un moment. Le contour de ses yeux était rouge. Elle avait pleuré et cette marque de vulnérabilité m’excita grandement.

Sans plus attendre, je posais ma main sur sa bouche. Comme prévu, elle se réveilla en sursaut. Ses yeux paniqués fouillèrent la pénombre et me trouvèrent. Maintenant, elle savait à quoi s’attendre. Je me suis penché vers elle.

_ Enfin réveillée. Tu apprendras qu’il n’y a pas d’heure pour les chiennes. Elles obéissent à leur maître à n’importe quel moment. On va commencer doucement, le temps que tu sois complètement sortie du sommeil. Ce serait dommage que tu ne profites pas de tout. Lève-toi et désape-toi!

Sachant qu’elle n’avait pas plus envie que moi de voir ses parents débarquer dans cette situation, je retirais ma main. À contre coeur, elle sortit de sous ses draps pendant que j’allumais la lampe de chevet pour y voir un peu plus clair. Je m’assis tranquillement sur le bord du lit pendant qu’elle se déshabillait.

Lorsqu’elle fut nue, je l’attrapais par les hanches pour l’approcher de moi jusque entre mes jambes, ses tibias contre le matelas. J’ai aussitôt introduit deux de mes doigts dans sa fente, presque jusqu’à la paume. Elle dut se retenir, à grande peine, de crier. Je commençais à masser l’intérieur de sa vulve tandis que la pulpe de mon pouce faisait rouler son clitoris. Mon visage était à la hauteur de ses petits seins et je ne résistais pas à l’envie de suçoter l’un des tétons dans ma bouche. J’entendais clairement qu’elle retenait des gémissements. L’intérieur de son intimité devint rapidement humide.

_ Tu vois, fis-je en retirant mes doigts mouillés et en les lui montrant, tu as beau essayé de te dérober, ton corps me montre ce que tu désires vraiment. Justement, j’ai pensé à toi cet après-midi.

Je laissais Morgane le temps de prendre mon sac et de fouiller à l’intérieur pour en sortir le premier jouet qu’elle regarda d’un air plus intrigué qu’apeuré.

_ C’est un oeuf vibrant, dis-je pour répondre à la question qu’elle n’osait pas poser, avec l’intensité contrôlable à distance par cette télécommande. La portée n’est pas très grande mais pour ce soir, ça suffira amplement.

Je pris le bras de la jeune fille et la jetais en travers du lit. Je me penchais sur elle et introduisit l’oeuf dans sa chatte. Je l’y maintenait d’une main recouvrant son sexe tandis qu’avec l’autre je lui montrais la télécommande.

_ On va commencer avec la moitié de la puissance.

Je poussais le bouton de commande et Morgane, surprise par cette nouvelle sensation, poussa un petit cri sonore. Je plaquais ma main, et la télécommande, sur sa bouche. Mon coeur venait de faire un bond. Je tendis l’oreille pendant plusieurs minutes pour guetter le moindre bruit mais je n’entendis rien. Apparemment, tous les autres dormaient profondément.

J’avais longtemps réfléchit au moyen d’opérer pour cette nuit. Il aurait été beaucoup moins dangereux que j’emmène Morgane jusqu’à ma chambre, plus loin des autres et la seule dont la porte ferme à clef, une attention de Michel et Clotilde pour préserver mon intimité. Là, elle aurait même pu crier toute la nuit sans que cela ne s’entende. Mais il fallait que ça se passe ici. Il fallait qu’elle comprenne que sa chambre n’était plus son endroit personnel et réservé. À partir du moment où elle m’appartenait, plus rien n’était à elle et elle ne pouvait se réfugier nul part. C’était risqué, mais si tout se passait bien, elle aurait franchit une étape importante dans sa soumission.

Je retirais la main de sa bouche. Maintenant que l’effet de surprise était passé, elle se contentait de respirer fortement. gaziantep manken escort J’introduisis à nouveau deux doigts en elle entre lesquels j’attrapais l’oeuf. Je me mis à la masturber doucement tandis que mon pouce se remit à jouer avec son bouton d’amour.

Morgane commençait à répondre, malgré elle, à tous ces stimuli. Son corps se cambrait un peu au rythme de mes vas et viens et elle commençait à haleter vraiment. Moi, tout en la masturbant, j’avais posé la télécommande sur le côté et je caressais sa petite poitrine, la regardant prendre du plaisir. Je me penchais sur elle pour l’embrasser et ma langue s’introduisit sans rencontrer de résistance. Elle y répondit même, bien que trop mécaniquement.

Jouer avec le corps de Morgane m’amusait beaucoup mais je commençais à me sentir à l’étroit dans mon pantalon et il était tout à fait temps de passer à la phase suivante. D’un coup soudain, je retirais mes doigts et l’oeuf vibrant du sexe trempé. La jeune fille en poussa un gémissement de dépit en me regardant d’un air interrogateur et suppliant.

_ J’ai comme l’impression que ça te plaît ce petit jouet. Tu en veux encore?

Morgane savait que j’essayais de la manipuler. Elle jeta un coup d’oeil sur l’oeuf, brillant de ses sécrétions intimes, hésitant entre le plaisir qu’elle venait de ressentir et le fait de devoir se soumettre pour l’obtenir.

_ Alors? Tu es une petite chienne qui veut jouir avec l’oeuf ou pas?

Je posais le sex toy contre son clitoris et elle gémit à nouveau. Je le retirais encore avec un sourire narquois.

_ Réponds, on ne va pas y passer la nuit.

_ Oui…, souffla-t-elle, … d’accord…

_ Je n’ai pas bien entendu. Tu devrais dire toute la phrase pour que je sois sûr de ton choix.

Elle hésita encore un peu, se demandant probablement jusqu’à qu’elle point elle pouvait aller sans trop s’engager. Elle ignorait qu’elle avait déjà passer le point de non retour en acceptant, même à demi-mots.

_ Je suis une petite chienne qui veut jouir avec l’oeuf.

Je posais le vibrateur sur son pubis et je le fis lentement diminuer d’intensité. Morgane m’observa pour savoir ce qui n’allait pas. Elle comprit rapidement.

_ Je suis une petite chienne qui veut jouir avec l’oeuf, Maître.

_ Voilà qui est mieux.

Je me redressais en position assise sur le bord du lit et arrêtais complètement le sex toy.

_ Tu vas me sucer et si tu le fais correctement, je te laisserais jouer avec l’oeuf. Tu n’as pas le droit de te caresser en attendant.

Morgane fut inquiète, ne sachant pas si je l’attirais vers un nouveau piège ou non. Elle savait qu’elle n’était pas très douée en fellation et craignait de ne jamais obtenir sa récompense. Néanmoins, résolue, elle s’agenouilla sur le sol face à moi et ouvrit mon pantalon avec des gestes fébriles et incertains. Une fois ma verge à l’air elle commença par lécher timidement le contour du gland puis, se rendant compte que ce n’est pas comme ça qu’elle gagnerait quoi que ce soit, elle l’introduisit dans sa bouche.

Sa pratique était toujours hésitante. Elle mit quelques secondes avant de se souvenir de ce que je lui avais dit ce matin et de commencer à sucer un peu plus correctement. Je la laissais faire un peu puis je passais à la suite de mon plan.

_ C’est pas trop mal. Je t’autorise à te caresser avec une main. Avec l’autre, tu vas me branler tout en continuant à sucer.

Je devais veiller à ce que son excitation ne retombe pas pendant ce qui s’annonçait comme une pipe laborieuse, ce serait obligatoire pour la suite. Puisqu’elle ne l’avait jamais fait, je dû guider sa main sur ma verge pour coordonner les efforts de celle-ci avec sa bouche. Son autre main, en revanche, n’eut besoin d’aucune aide. Lorsque je sentis qu’elle n’avait plus besoin d’aide, je la laissais faire.

Face à moi se trouvait une commode avec un miroir et je pouvais y voir à loisirs la caresse que se procurait Morgane. Elle se contentait de masser son bouton d’amour, ne se pénétrant pas ou très peu, avec le bout d’un doigt pour caresser son clitoris de l’intérieur. Elle était encore timide, mais cela changerait bientôt.

Je jouais avec l’oeuf entre mes doigts, juste sous le regard envieux de Morgane qui fixait l’objet sans plus se soucier du reste. Je décidais de mettre fin à son supplice.

_ Bon, c’est pas trop mal, petite pute. Tu peux t’amuser avec l’oeuf, toujours en continuant de me sucer. Je vais garder la télécommande

Les yeux de l’adolescente s’agrandirent de contentement. Elle se retenait à grande peine de sourire, essayant vainement de ne pas me faire voir que j’avais encore augmenté mon emprise sur elle. Elle s’empara du sex toy et fut dépitée de voir qu’il ne fonctionnait pas.

_ Tu oublies tes manières, salope. Je te donne un jouet et tu le prends sans rien me dire.

_ Pardon… merci, maître.

_ Un peu tard. Pour la peine je ne te donne que la moitié de la puissance. Tu as gaziantep manken escort bayan intérêt à t’appliquer sur ma bite si tu veux que je l’augmente.

Morgane baissa les yeux et reprit son ersatz de fellation tout en plaquant l’oeuf sur son clitoris. Dans le miroir, je la vis pratiquer des caresses plutôt expertes qui en disaient long sur son expérience dans l’art de se donner du plaisir. Cela allait me faciliter la tâche, elle associerait plus facilement le plaisir à la soumission, sans s’en rendre compte.

Et je profitais finalement de son savoir faire car, sans y faire attention, plus le plaisir montait en elle plus elle s’activait en conséquence sur ma queue. Ce qui avait commencé comme une pipe timide devint épique lorsqu’elle commença à se pénétrer avec le sex toy. Pour la peine, je poussais la puissance au maximum et je pouvais entendre ses gémissements étouffés par mon pieu. Au bout d’un moment, je sentais que ma jouissance montait finalement peu à peu. Il était temps d’entrer dans la phase finale.

D’un coup brusque, j’arrêtais l’oeuf. Morgane, emportée dans son élan, ne s’en rendit pas compte tout de suite. Elle me jeta un regard surprit, persuadée d’avoir mérité d’aller jusqu’au bout de son plaisir.

_ Frustrée ma salope? Pourtant je t’autorise à jouir. Seulement tu devras le faire avec ce que tu as devant les yeux et rien d’autre.

La jeune fille regardait mon engin avec une certaine crainte, partagée entre son excitation démesurée et son habituelle envie d’essayer de me résister. Je me penchais sur elle pour prendre son poignet et lui retirer l’oeuf qu’elle refusait encore de sortir de sa chatte. Puis je fouillais encore dans le sac à la recherche d’un autre instrument. Morgane me regardait avec une certaine appréhension sortir un bâillon-boule.

_ Avec ça, tu pourras te laisser aller à crier de tout ton saoul sans avoir peur d’être entendue.

L’objet était un tel symbole de soumission que la jeune fille recula franchement lorsque je l’approchais de son visage. Je fis semblant d’être lassé en soupirant.

_ Ecoute, je ne te le dirai qu’une fois. Je te ferai crier cette nuit. Alors ou tu mets le bâillon sans résistance comme une bonne petite fille, ou je te le mets de force. Est-ce qu’il est besoin de préciser que tu n’apprécieras pas du tout la deuxième solution.

J’attrape sa tête par l’arrière d’une main et enfourne la balle dans sa bouche de l’autre. Elle émet un faible gémissement de protestation mais se laisse faire, sachant pertinemment que j’aurai gain de cause tôt ou tard. Je me dépêche de serrer la lanière puis je la prend par la taille, la soulève et la pose face à moi sur mes cuisses. Tout en lui caressant les fesses, je la rapproche de moi jusqu’à ce que nos ventres aient enfermés mon membre entre nos chairs.

Doucement, je lèche la partie de la balle qui sort de ses lèvres, puis je remonte le long de la lanière jusqu’à son oreille que je mordille un peu avant de lui susurrer :

_ Maintenant prends ton plaisir. Fais-le toute seule comme une grande. Et ne me fais pas croire que tu n’en as pas envie après ce que j’ai vu. Allez!

Ma dernière injonction rappela à Morgane que, si je la laissais faire à son envie, je gardais néanmoins un certain contrôle sur ce qui se passait. Et que désobéir serait une faute impardonnable. Elle s’agrippa donc à mes épaules et souleva ses hanches tandis que je malaxais ses petits seins. Elle hésita un instant lorsque mon gland se frotta à l’entrée de sa chatte, mais un léger pincement de ses tétons la rappela à l’ordre et elle saisit mon chibre pour le positionner correctement avant de se laisser descendre doucement.

Morgane ne fit glisser que la moitié de mon pieu dans son ventre étroit avant de commencer à lentement monter et descendre dessus, se refusant à aller plus bas, tant par fierté personnelle que parce que son sexe n’en supportait pas encore d’avantage sans ressentir de douleur.

Tandis qu’elle poussait des gémissements étouffés par le bâillon, je me laisse aller en arrière pour profiter pleinement du spectacle de ce corps de nymphette remuant sur ma queue. Peu à peu, je sentis que le plaisir de la jeune fille remontait en flèche. Elle arrivait au bout de son premier véritable orgasme. Mais j’avais encore mon mot à dire.

À un moment où elle s’abaissait sur moi, je donnais un coup de rein vers le haut et ma bite la pénétra enfin entièrement. Morgane poussa un cri de surprise et de douleur mêlées. Je la pris par les hanches.

_ Tu t’es assez amusée toute seule. Continue mais cette fois-ci, pense aussi à moi et va jusqu’au bout, compris?

L’adolescente fut confuse quelques instants. Son plaisir lui commandait de m’obéir mais ses dernières défenses l’empêchaient encore de se laisser aller à supporter la douleur jusqu’à la jouissance. Elle commença à remuer lentement des hanches en serrant les dents.

_ Plus vite!

Je lui donnais une claque sur les fesses, lui montrant que la douleur pouvait être administrée d’une autre manière. Elle se décida alors à s’activer plus rapidement, ses yeux plissés par l’effort et poussant de petits cris étouffés. Mes mains tenaient fermement sa taille et je la poussais à augmenter la cadence peu à peu jusqu’à ce qu’elle danse frénétiquement sur mon ventre. Sa peau luisait de sueur et sa tête tombait en arrière tandis qu’elle s’abandonnait totalement à un rythme des plus violents.

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WES

It seems like this week is taking a month to complete. Being the last week of school I’ve had a lot of finals to study for. Mom seems to be really tense. Not sure if it’s me or work that is the cause of her consternation. I’ve been fending Aunt Meg off, citing my time consumed with preparing for finals but in reality I don’t want to ruin things with mom until I know what she wants to do about us.

I decided that I owed Aunt Meg an explanation, after all we’ve become very intimate and she appeared to be confused and frustrated with my apparent lack of interest in her these last two days. Wednesday night I went into mom’s room as she was getting ready for bed.

I wrapped her in my arms and said, “Mom is everything okay? You seem to be upset.” My hands ran through her hair as I held her close.

She sighed and said, “I’m upset with myself for feeling the way I do about you. It’s troubling that as much as I tell myself that I’m your mother I think about how unmotherly you make me feel in moments like this. I don’t know what to do.”

I kissed the top of her head as I comforted her in my arms, “Mom please don’t be upset. It’s okay. You will see what needs to be done and everything will work out.”

She reached up and kissed me softly over and over, her hand lovingly caressing my face as I returned her kisses. She looked in my eyes and said, “Moments like this makes things very difficult for me. It would be so easy to be with you but it’s wrong.”

I cut her off with a kiss, my tongue snaking into her mouth as my hands cupped her delicious ass. She moaned but didn’t pull away. We lost ourselves in the illicit moment of our kiss. She mewed in my ear, “Wow. I love you Wes. You make me feel so desired. You’re making things so difficult for me.”

I nibbled on her neck, licked down to her shoulder and back up to her ear and whispered, “I think I’m making things easy for you. You’ll see it soon. What we have can be very special if you allow yourself to dream.”

She smiled and said, “Oh Wes.” Then smothered my mouth with hers, vigorously, passionately, and deliciously. I returned her ferocity as we held onto each other, our hands wandering, exploring, caressing.

I said, “Wow! I can get used to that.” She laughed, squeezed me tight and said, “Good night baby. Thank you.”

I said, “Good night. If you get lonely feel free to come sleep with me.”

She smiled and said, “Good night.”

I found Aunt Meg sitting in the great room watching TV. I sat next to her and asked, “Aunt Meg can we talk?” She turned the TV off and said, “This sounds serious.”

I smiled and said, “It’s important but I don’t think it’s bad.”

“Okay but can you please do me a favor and call me Meg.”

I laughed and said, “Okay Meg. I know that you and I have shared some very intimate moments since you arrived and I feel that I can trust you so I will be transparent.”

“Okay, I’ve been feeling weird these last couple of days. Is it something I did?”

“No it’s me and I know that you will be discreet with what I’m going to say.”

She nodded yes so I continued, “Meg I think I’m in love with my mom.”

She gasped and said, “Oh baby. Does Becky know?”

I said, “Yes but she is having problems dealing with all of this since she is my mom.”

Meg hugged me and said, “Oh Wes. This must be so hard for you and Becky.”

“It is for mom as I’m willing to wait until she makes a decision. That’s why I’ve been so distant lately. When mom suspected you and Casey messing around, it scared me that she could also see our intimacy and ruin any hope I have to be with her. Does that make sense?”

Meg nodded yes and said, “Oh baby. I understand. You poor thing. I’ll be on my best behavior so that she doesn’t suspect anything. Don’t push your mom. I know her. She has been by herself for so long that she is probably having a difficult time dealing with all the complicated emotions running through her mind. Eventually she will follow her heart and make the right decision.”

“Thank you Meg I appreciate the advice. I’m glad you came to stay with us. I have enjoyed the time we spent together.”

Meg hugged me and said, “Wes not only are you a handsome young stud but you are also a kind and caring gentleman. Thank you for trusting me to tell me your feelings. I love you Wes.”

“Meg is everything okay? I mean mom didn’t say much as to why you came to stay with us but you mentioned that you haven’t had much luck with men. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Like everything in my life it’s complicated. I’ve been hurt so many times by people that said they loved me but this last one was very difficult for me. I thought he was going to propose but instead he got back with his ex. That was two months ago and last week I found out they got married. Your mom insisted I come stay here until I felt comfortable. Thanks to you and Casey I’m feeling much better. I’m not there yet by any means but you guys have made me feel much better about myself.”

Thursday şahinbey escort night was very busy for me as I had two finals Friday morning. I was in my room studying when Meg knocked on the door and asked, “Can I come in for a second?”

I said, “Sure come on in Meg.”

Meg seemed excited as she said, “I have great news. Casey and I are going down to Marco Island Saturday. We are going to stay overnight so that we can hit the beach Saturday and all day Sunday.”

I must have been tired from the studying because I didn’t immediately grasped the true meaning. Meg sensed my lack of understanding so she chimed, “Hello? Anyone home upstairs? You and mom will have the house to yourself for two days. Thank you very much. Your welcome.”

My face lit up and I grabbed Meg and hugged her tight, “Thank you Meg. This is going to be great! Thank you. Thank you.”

“Your welcome Wes! I’m pretty excited to be able to spend two days with Casey. I can’t wait to hear how your weekend goes. I love you Wes.”

“I love you too Meg. Thank you.”

I had trouble falling asleep as I pondered what to do with mom this weekend. I knew that whatever I came up with I had to be careful to not push mom too much. Anything that happens will be because mom wants it to happen. I just need to be patient and make the atmosphere conducive to allow mom the opportunity to want something to happen.

After what seemed like the longest week of my life, Friday night finally had arrived. We ordered pizza and sat around the kitchen table, we talked, we ate, we relaxed. Meg let Becky know she was going to Marco Island tomorrow and would not be back until late Sunday night.

Mom seemed ambivalent not asking many questions which was fine by me but surprising to say the least. I had a game plan for the next two days and it would start tonight when I would share with mom my thoughts for the two of us this weekend.

Predictably mom excused herself around 9:00 citing a long week at work. She looked stressed but I wondered if it was work related or if maybe i might be the cause.

I said, “Meg I’m going to check in on mom to see if she is okay.”

Meg smiled and said, “Don’t push her too much. She needs the time to arrive at a decision she will be comfortable with.”

The door to mom’s room was open so I walked in to see her sitting on the bed still wearing the dress she wore to work. She smiled and said, “Close the door, I knew you would want to talk. Come here and sit next to me.”

I sat next to her and she leaned and kissed me, softly and sensuously. I returned her kisses as my hand caressed her back. She smiled and said, “I missed that this week.”

I smiled and said, “Mom I’ve missed that as well. It is so hard not to show my affections. I’m so excited for this weekend.” We hugged, her breasts pressed into my chest, her head nuzzled into my neck. I could feel her heart race as we savored the loving warmth of our embrace.

She nibbled on my neck, her hands roamed, she whispered, “I’m excited too. What do you want to do?”

I kissed her, our tongues danced as we lost our inhibitions, our taboo desires burned strong and took over. I said, “I thought I would make us a nice dinner, so we would need to go to the store at some point. I think you need to relax as you seemed stressed out this week. Maybe catch some rays by the pool, foot massage, back massage, butt massage.”

She moaned, “Oh that sounds really nice you naughty boy. What about Sunday?”

“I thought we would go to a brunch and then maybe go shopping.”

She smirked and said, “Seems like we are going to have a lot of free time on our hands. What will we do?”

I smiled, shrugged my shoulders and said, “We will figure it out.”

Mom laughed and pushed me back onto her bed and straddled me as her lips found mine. She moaned as she ground into my hard cock, quickly my hands found her ass and pulled her into me. She filled me with ferocious kisses and licks as I pulled her hard onto my cock.

She pulled off me and said, “Wes I don’t know if what we are doing is right but I’m feeling things I haven’t felt in such a long time. Thank you for being patient with me. I can’t wait for this weekend.”

She rolled off me, her face flushed with desire, her chest heaving, I said, “You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to be alone with you.”

“God help me but I can’t wait as well. Now get out of here before Meg suspects anything.”

I kissed her and left as she requested.

I came out and saw Meg staring at me with a look that I understood. I gave her the thumbs up and she beamed and silently clapped. I hugged her and said, “Meg thank you so much. You are such an amazing person.”

She hugged me and said, “Remember what I said. Don’t push her too fast. Let her set the pace. Good night Wes.”

Surprisingly I slept well. I guess finals week was more stressful than I realized. I went to get a cup of coffee and found mom and Meg talking. I escort şahinbey said, “Good morning. Is there any coffee?”

Meg said, “Here you go Wes, I just poured this when I heard you rustling about.”

Mom asked, “Are you feeling ok? You slept in today.”

“I’m fine. Just tired from finals week.”

Meg looked at me and said, “I’m heading out. Have fun this weekend.”

Mom eyed me with a smirk and said, “Have fun in Marco Island. When will you be back?”

Meg said, “Late Sunday night.”

With Meg gone I pulled mom into my arms and kissed her. I released our embrace and said, “You look amazing. We are going to have so much fun.” She was wearing a pair of tight red shorts with a cute pullover sleeveless shirt.

She smiled and asked, “What do you have planned?”

“I thought we’d pack a lunch and head to Delnor Wiggins state park. We can talk and just spend some relaxing alone time.”

“Oh that sounds wonderful. What about the rest of the day?”

“I thought we would stop and get dinner on the way home. I’ll cook. Maybe we can dress up and pretend tonight is our second date.”

Mom hugged me and whispered, “That sounds wonderful. I know exactly what I’m going to wear for our second date.”

We kissed, softly at first but escalating in intensity. She broke up our impromptu make out session and said, “Go get ready and I’ll make us some sandwiches to take with us.”

When I came back into the kitchen mom had already packed a picnic basket filled with goodies. I was wearing what I call a Florida casual look, shorts, shirt, and flip flops.

Once at the park we found a quiet little spot on a small mound overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. I laid out a blanket for us to sit on. As we ate I couldn’t help but think how nice a day this was turning out to be. We sat next to each other enjoying the view.

I asked, “Mom why haven’t you dated more often? As beautiful as you are you must have so many guys hitting on you.”

“I don’t know about beautiful but I just haven’t been very motivated to want to go through the dating process.”

I wrapped my arm over her shoulder and pulled her close to me. I asked, “Is it because of me? I mean with work and raising a son by yourself that had to be time consuming.”

She rested her head on my shoulder and said, “The reality is that I was so devastated when your dad left us I had no desire to be with a man. I was angry. It took me a long time to get over the hurt.”

“Oh mom I’m sorry. I had no idea. How did you manage? I was pretty young wasn’t I?

“Well your grandparents helped a lot. Do you remember living with them?”

“I do but wasn’t it for just a short time?”

“It was for four years. I was able to work and grandma took care of you. Your grandfather paid for everything, food, clothing, rent. It allowed me to save enough money as well excel at work. My position and salary today allows us to lead a very comfortable lifestyle and it was all because of your grandparents.”

“I had no idea but that doesn’t explain why you haven’t dated.”

“I just never found anyone that caught my eye.”

I smiled and said, “Until now.”

She looked at me and said, “Maybe.”

I was so happy she didn’t say no that I gave mom a long sensuous kiss. I grabbed her hand and said, “I don’t know about you, but this weekend is going to be hard to beat and it’s all because of you.”

My words struck a nerve as she knew her feelings for me were growing stronger.

She said, “I’m pretty sure I’m feeling the same things you are. I just think that what we are doing is wrong but I’m at a point where I can’t help myself. I feel so close to you and you make me feel so special.”

I saw the tears well up and whispered, “It’s okay mom. Everything will work out. You need to trust me. Please don’t cry.” I laid back onto the blanket pulling her down with me. She buried her head into my neck and rested in my arms. My hand lightly caressing her back, I tried to reassure her.

“Mom I know you well enough that you are probably beating yourself up for letting us get to this point. Please don’t do that. I had a big part in wanting this to happen. I’ve always been attracted to you in so many different ways but I was too scared to act on my feelings.”

I felt her heart pounding on my chest as she heard my words. She looked at me and said, “Oh baby” but before she could continue I kissed her, passionately and lovingly. She returned my kiss with fervor pressing her body into mine.

I lovingly caressed the side of her face before showering her with soft gentle kisses. We lay in each other’s arm silently savoring the comfort of our embrace in no hurry to move.

After awhile we got up and walked hand in hand through the park. Talking and laughing, this had turned into a very special Saturday afternoon. We went back to our blanket to cuddle and kiss for a little bit. Her kisses are so amazing. I can’t get enough of the softness of her lips.

We şahinbey escort bayan went home, stopping to get dinner. It was only 3:00 so mom suggested we go out by the pool.

MOM

I can’t believe the emotions running through me. My thoughts were inappropriate but I was overcome by my growing desire to be with him. I took a deep breath and went outside.

I saw him lying on the chaise. He looked so strong and masculine. Shivers went down my spine as I tried to maintain control. He saw me and said, “Wow mom you look hot! I’ve never seen that suit before.”

My legs felt weak and wobbly as I tried to regain my composure. I walked slowly to the chaise. We laid there in silence, not because I had nothing to say but rather because I was afraid about what I might say. Finally Wes got up and jumped into the pool.

I watched him glide effortlessly through the water, the powerful strokes made my heart race, wondering what his power would do to me. As if I was under his spell I got up and waded into the water. The prey awaiting its hunter.

He came up to me from behind, lowered his mouth and whispered, “Mom you look so hot. This suit is so sexy.” He pushed into me and gently licked my ear. My body shivered with heated anticipation. This is so wrong. What am I doing? I knew what was happening as I weakly mewed, “Honey what are you doing?”

He licked and nibbled on my neck, his arms circled my waist pulling me deeper into him. “Mom you look so good. You feel amazing.”

I moaned as I felt his now hardening cock press into my ass. I thought my god it’s huge. “Baby this feels wrong.”

My body betrayed my words as I felt my hips instinctively grind back into his cock. I was quickly losing my willpower and self control.

He spun me around and lowered his mouth onto mine. My eyes closed as my lips hungrily searched for his. Finding them we softly meshed our lips lovingly caressing our mouths. I felt his tongue push into my mouth. I was consumed with taboo desires and I opened my mouth to accept his soft wet tongue.

I moaned loudly and held onto his neck as I couldn’t feel my legs. Hungrily I devoured my son’s mouth, made love to his tongue with mine, pushed my pussy into his big hard cock. His hand cupped my breast and squeezed it hard eliciting a long groan from me as I continue to make love to his mouth with my tongue. He pulled away and whispered in my ear, “Mom I want you.”

I held his head as sexual sparks flew inside me. My god, what am I doing? His hands grabbed my ass and pulled me up forcing my legs to wrap around his hips.

In a delirious lust inspired by my deep rooted feelings I felt my son’s cock start to hump my pussy. I groaned, “Oh no baby. I can’t do this. I’m your mother. Put me down baby.”

Wes put me down and I said, “Wes this is going too fast. We need to slow down. Let’s have dinner and see what happens. Okay?”

He smiled cupped my face and said, “I understand mom. I told you we will do this when you are comfortable. Go on and get ready for dinner. I can’t wait to see what you are going to wear. I’ll get changed and start dinner. Take your time. We have the rest of our lives, no need to rush into things.”

My body tingled all over. I’ve been alone for such a long time I had forgotten how wonderful it feels to be loved. I went into my closet and hoped to find the dress I had in mind and hoped it would fit.

I saw my black sundress deep in the corner of my closet. I hadn’t worn this in over ten years. It was fairly short with spaghetti straps and it buttoned up the front. I tried it on and it seemed to fit.

It felt great that it fit after all these years. No need for a bra as the buttons would allow me to show as much cleavage as I wanted Wes to see. I picked a pair of 3″ open toed black sandals.

I took a long hot shower as I contemplated the journey I was about to embark on. I know what I’m about to do is wrong but I can no longer think straight. The softness of his kisses, the warmth of his embraces, they way he looks at me, it’s too much too resist.

I’ve been so lonely for so long and my son has somehow tapped into my heart, my deep rooted desires, my needs. My body quivered thinking about what might happen.

I put on my sexiest black lace panties and stepped into my sundress. I buttoned it all the way up not wanting to look too inviting. My pussy dampen thinking that my son would undo the buttons. I put my shoes on and headed into the kitchen.

I saw Wes cooking and came up to him and wrapped my arms around him. I mewed, “I’m sorry for my overreaction earlier in the pool. I’m fine now.”

He turned and saw me, his mouth gaped open, my body filled with hidden tremors as I realized how much I affected him. He pulled me into his body and groaned, “Damn you look so hot. You amaze me every time I see you.”

His lips found mine, slowly he teased my mouth, invited my tongue to come out and play as his hands roamed my body. I was in heaven as I thrust my tongue into his mouth, grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. Our lips danced as I relished the mini tremors sparking inside me. I lost myself in the overwhelming pleasure I was feeling.

I caressed his face as I nipped at his lower lip, licked down his neck and back up to his ear moaning, “Your touch is intoxicating. I want more and more.”

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Sue was raised an arrogant, snobbish little bitch that always thought she and her family were better than most people on earth. I started dating her when she was only 15 and because of her attitude, she didn’t have a lot of friends. Within 2 weeks I was fucking her every day.
The first time was in my parents attic. I fucked her on the floor and saw the blood drip out of her pussy, so I knew she was telling me the truth when she said she was a virgin. She was the most submissive girl I have ever fucked. I can’t tell you the number of times I would have her strip stark ass naked and ride that way in our car. I would drive down the interstate, slowing down when I was pulling beside a semi, just so they could get a good look at her pussy and her firm little tits. She would want to hide her face, but I refused the request telling her to look right at them while holding your pussy open. The only things she was against was letting another man fuck her or me fucking her in the ass. That was about to change with our divorce.
After several years of marriage, Sue and I decided to call it quits. We enjoyed each other, but we wanted our freedom to do as we pleased. We divorced, but she still wanted to retain a sexual relationship with me. I knew then that this was the time to turn this bitch into a common whore.
I bluntly told her that the only way I would continue fucking her would be in her ass and she was to always keep her pussy shaved. It was clear she did not want to agree to these terms, but she was so horny and wanted to keep seeing me, so she quietly agreed to my terms. I made her repeat our agreement back saying “You can fuck me in the ass anytime you want” and “I will keep my pussy shaved”. Immediately afterwards, I bent her over the side of my bed and slowly eased my cock into her tight little asshole.

She cried out a little bit, but held still while I fucked the daylights out of her ass. After a couple minutes of really pounding her ass, I could feel her relax somewhat. I remember Cumming that first time in her ass, I thought she was going to keep my cock lodged in her ass she squeezed it so tight.

After several months of fucking her in the ass, I stepped it up a notch. I made a rule that the only way she could be in my house is if she was completely naked before entering. She would go onto the back porch and take off all of her clothes and throw them into the corner before entering. We took so many pictures of her and her agreeing that I was to post them on the internet for others to see. I wanted everyone to see every inch of her body and the humiliating things I did to her or made her do. As a result of our picture taking, we have posted several pictures on the internet.

The next step was to get her fucking other men. These would be men she knew and some she would just meet. The objective was to turn her into the ultimate common whore.

I called her one night on my car speaker phone while riding with a long time buddy. This buddy had known Sue for all of our married life and always thought she acted like she was better than others. I asked Sue if she was horny and she replied she was. I asked her if she wanted me to come over and fuck her and she replied, “yes”. I asked her how she wanted to be fucked and she said “in my ass”. I could see my buddy was getting excited just listening to our conversation, and hearing Sue talk like a whore so I told her to strip while talking to me on the phone. She promptly took off all of her clothes and I asked if her blinds were open and lights on. She said that some lights were on and the front blinds were closed, but the back ones were open meaning that her neighbors behind her could potentially see her walking around her house naked. I told her to turn on all her lights and to go over and open the front blinds and stand in front of her picture window while talking to me on the phone.

Until I told her otherwise, she was to stand naked in front of her picture window so that everyone driving or walking by could see her naked ass. After she acknowledged she had done what I told her to do, I told her to put a couple fingers into her pussy and describe how her pussy felt and tasted. She said it was wet and tasted as usual. My final instruction to her was to unlock her front door and leave it ajar, go upstairs to her bedroom and get on her hands and knees with her head under the pillow. I did not want her to see me that night while I had my way with her. She could fantasize about someone else fucking her if she wanted.

My buddy and I arrived a few minutes later and the door was ajar, all the lights were on, the blinds were all open and her clothes including panties and bra were lying on the floor in front of her picture window.
I quietly walked up to her room and there she was naked on her knees and elbows with her head under the pillow, her bedroom lights on and the bedroom blinds open. Her neighbors that lived behind her were getting quite a show. I motioned for my buddy to quietly come into her room and he walked to the foot of her bed just staring at her upturned ass and her shaved pussy.

I motioned for him to play with her pussy and ass and he did. Slowing running his fingers the length of her crack and then slipping his fingers into her pussy. I could tell she was getting turned on because she pushed her ass back as far as she could toward him. Her cheeks were wide apart and her asshole was in plain view. It was slightly open from all the ass fucking she had. I pointed to her asshole and motioned for him to stick his finger in her ass. He began rubbing his fingers around her asshole and letting one slide into her ass. She was bouncing around the bed, moaning and pushing her ass back toward him, clearly yavuzeli escort enjoying having her ass played with. I could see his cock was straining against his shorts while he was enjoying playing with my ex-wife. I told her to keep her head under the pillow, but turn onto your back and get your legs into the air.

Holding the pillow, she flipped onto her back and placed her knees beside her chest. Just the site of her legs wide open like a whore while a man she had known for years as a friend was playing with her pussy and asshole was almost too much to bear. She has no idea that it was not me bringing her to a orgasm. I asked her if she wanted another finger in her ass and she said yes. He pulled out his finger and then slowly slid two fingers in her ass and brought her to an orgasm which he later told me he could feel her asshole squeezing his fingers as she came. With her holding the pillow over her head, I slid her to the edge of the bed so her ass was on the edge.

I motioned for my buddy to go ahead and eat her pussy and he immediately dropped to his knees and started eating Sue. He was really sucking on her clit and when he came up for air, her clit was beet red and swollen. I motioned for him to fuck her and he dropped his shorts and rammed his cock all the way inside her in one thrust. He was rolling her clit with his thumb while fucking her pussy and it didn’t take long before he shot his load inside her. As he quietly left the room, I spun Sue around and had her lying on the bed with her head off the side of the mattress and proceeded to face fuck the bitch. It felt like I shot a quart of cum down her throat when I finally came.

A couple weeks later, I spoke to her about that night and asked why she thought I had her keep her head under the pillow. She was clueless, so I told her that I had someone with me and they are the person that brought her to orgasm that night by finger fucking her asshole, eating her pussy and then fucking her like a common whore. At first she did not believe me, but I told her it was true and he wanted to get together again, if she was interested. She said she would be, but wanted to know who the other guy was. I told her she would find out later, but to get used to other guys fucking her and again she agreed to do whatever I told her to do.

We set up our next meeting to meet in a grocery store parking lot. She was to make sure she was freshly shaven and was to wear a short skirt and a white top and nothing else. She was game so
we decided to meet at the Pic-n-Sav parking lot on a warm Saturday morning. My buddy, Doug and I discussed on the way all the things we would make Sue do. We had the camera and agreed we would make her beg him to fuck every hole she had.
As we pulled into the parking lot, I saw Sue’s car parked in the back. I stopped and told Doug to get in the back of the car. He quickly jumped into the back seat and I pulled over to where Sue was waiting.
When Sue got out of her car, she opened the passenger door and I told her to get in the back with Doug. You should have seen the look on her face when she realized it was Doug who had a week earlier made her cum with a couple of his fingers deep in her asshole. She had known Doug most of her life, but they were just friends. Now they were going to be lovers and Sue would be his whore by doing anything he wanted.
As Sue got into the backseat, I turned in the front seat and said “well”? Sue raised her skirt for me to see her smoothly shaved pussy. I told her “show Doug” . She slid on the seat placing her left foot on the seat while keeping her right foot on the floor and lifted her skirt to her waist showing Doug her freshly shaved pussy. I told her to spread open her pussy for him and she slowly reached down placing her fingers on either side of her pussy and pulled it open for him to appreciate. “Get on your back, pull your legs up and spread your ass cheeks so Doug can see the asshole he was playing with last week I demanded.
Without a word Sue laid on the seat lifted her legs into the air and pulled her ass apart for Doug. Thank Doug for finger fucking your asshole so you could have an orgasm I demanded. “Thank you for fingering my ass so I could cum” Sue told him. Sue, tell him what he can do to you. “You can eat me, I will suck your cock, you can fuck me in the ass, fist fuck me or anything else you want just don’t hurt me” Sue told him. Will you spit his cum out or swallow it, Sue? She said she would swallow it, which became a rule after our divorce, she always swallows cum. Can he take pictures of you and show them to his friends and place them on the internet for others to see? “Yes, you can take pictures of me and show them to your friends and put them onto the internet for others to look at” Sue replied. Tell Doug from this day forward you will be his fuck whore. “I will be your whore from now on and will do whatever you want me to do” Sue told Doug. All during this conversation, Sue was in the grocery store parking lot, legs in the air holding her ass cheeks apart while Doug was savoring the view of her asshole and open pussy.
I told Doug to reach up and see if his whore was wearing a bra. He reached up and was fondling Sue’s tits while she laid on the seat and said “Nope, no bra”.
Let’s go into the store and buy some veggies we can use on her I suggested. Sue walked with Doug and the three of us went into the store to get some toys to use on her. In the store, Sue stayed with Doug and he was constantly squeezing her ass or reaching under her short skirt for a feel and I know damn well others saw her ass and pussy, because I saw it several times as they walked through the store. Doug would have her yavuzeli escort bayan bend over and dig through the cucumbers or eggplant bins while he would play with her butt, pushing her skirt up as he did. Sue finally had a selection on veggies that would be used in her ass and pussy, so we proceeded to the check out and Doug made her pay for them.
As we got into the car, me in front and Doug and Sue in the back, Doug told Sue “Take all your clothes off”. Without a word, Sue stripped stark ass naked right there in the parking lot in broad daylight! Doug was really getting into his role of helping me humiliate and break down this once arrogant bitch into a most common whore. “Spread your pussy and beg me to eat it” Doug demanded of Sue. Sue reached down and pulled her pussy open and begged “Doug, will you please eat my pussy”? Doug asked “do you really want me to lick your pussy”? Sue only said “Yes”. With that, Doug bent down and began to eat my ex-wife’s pussy, his friend of 20 plus years. He placed a couple fingers in her cunt and was sucking away on her clit and licking her cunt like there was no tomorrow. I watched as Sue raised her legs higher and as they were drifting further apart she began to moan. I knew Sue was getting close to Cumming. Here we were, in a well used grocery stores parking lot and watching as Sue was shamed into being naked and brought to orgasm in plain view of anyone that would walk by the car and look. Her orgasm was pretty powerful and she was whimpering like a little pig as she came.
Doug continued eating her pussy as I drove out of the parking lot headed for another area to show off Sue. As we drove down the highway, Doug has Sue bend over in between the bucket seats so her face was by me and her ass was in his face. We drove for several miles like that until Doug told her he wanted her to suck his cock. She spun around and in a few moments had his hard cock in her mouth sucking for all she was worth. We took her to a room and spent the entire after noon eating her pussy, getting our cocks sucked and fucking her. As she was sucking Doug’s cock, I slid my cock in her ass and fucked her until I came. She then asked Doug if he would like to fuck her ass and he jumped on her and pounded her ass good. She was pretty sore by the time we finished using her mouth, pussy and asshole, but she never complained. We have had several other threesomes since that time and she really enjoys two cocks at the same time.
Now it was time to take her further in becoming a common whore, she needed to fuck other men, a lot of them.
We were looking at the dating adds and one popped out, Male looking for a Female for fun get together, call for a great time. I had Sue contact the agency and they gave Allen the number to contact Sue. Within a couple days, Allen had made contact and wanted Sue to come over the coming Sunday to watch a football game with him and have a couple beers. Sue agreed although I could tell she was nervous as hell over doing this. I told her to be sure her pussy was freshly shaved and I expected her to have sex with Allen this first meeting with him. If he didn’t initiate sex, she was to suggest it. Sue was going to get fucked by someone she did not know and she was inviting it. The only difference between her and a common whore is she was not charging for the use of her pussy, it was free.
The Sunday came and Sue called me as she was heading over to Allen’s house which was about 15 miles from where she lived. I asked if she had shaved her pussy for him and she replied “yes, she had shaved it in the bathtub this morning while taking a bath”. I again reminded her that I expected her to have sex with Allen and to call me afterwards and tell me the details. Sue agreed and nervously went to Allen’s.
About 3 hours later, Sue called saying that she really didn’t like Allen, but after about an hour Allen had her on the couch with his tongue in her mouth her top off playing with her tits, squeezing her nipples and reaching into her shorts and panties rubbing her pussy. After a short time playing, Allen stripped her naked and had her lie on the floor where he began by inspecting her body as closely as she had ever been inspected and then started eating her pussy. He was really surprised that her pussy was shaven, but he loved it. He finally stopped and took off his shorts, leaving his shirt on and told her to suck his cock while he continued eating her pussy. She said he was pretty good at oral sex, but she really enjoyed it more as he inserted a finger up her ass. She said it didn’t take long and she had cum and he came partly in her mouth, but mostly on her face.
After Sue finished telling me the details, I asked “Did he fuck you”? She said no, it was all oral sex, but again said she really didn’t like this guy and didn’t want to see him again. I told her that was too bad that she didn’t like him because she was going to fuck him, probably several times. With that I told her to hang up and call Allen to see if she could come over again and that she really enjoyed what they did and she wanted more. Sue was told to let me know what he had to say.
Susan called Allen and asked if she could see him again and really enjoyed the time they spent together. He was happy to hear she had fun and invited her over the following night. When Sue called me back and told me the arrangement, I reminded her that I wanted him to fuck her and to cum inside her. After Sue said she would let me know how it went, I hung up the phone knowing that Sue was on her way to becoming a common whore. No more would she have this air of arrogance.
That Monday evening Sue called and said that “Well, I saw Allen again and he fucked me tonight escort yavuzeli and came inside me”. I told her to tell me the details which went something like this: As soon as she walked in Allen’s house, he had her strip all her clothes off. They then laid on the floor and had a repeat of Sunday’s oral session, but he did not cum this time, but she did while he was eating her pussy and fingering her asshole. After Sue had cum while Allen was eating her pussy, he pulled his cock from her mouth and raised her legs onto his shoulders and started fucking her. She said his cock was about average, but he could fuck for a long time without Cumming. She said he ground his pelvis into hers and would thrust as hard as he could into her and after what seemed like 30 minutes, he came inside her. She knew he shot a lot into her because she said it instantly started running out of her pussy, so she just pulled her panties and shorts on without cleaning up, put on her top and left.
She again said she did not like this guy, but she did as I wanted. I told her to call Allen and make another date, and she should try to like him because she was going to be fucking him often. Reluctantly, she called Allen again and made another date with him for later in the week. She fucked Allen about 20 times over the course of a couple months and it progressed to him using toys on her and having a couple friends come over where they triple teamed her several times. She said he or they used every hole she had and one would pull out of her ass and go right into her pussy or out of her pussy and into her mouth. Sue said much of this he either filmed or took pictures. She has no idea what he plans on doing with the movies or pictures, but I told her I am fine if he places them on the internet for others to see her being fucked like a whore.
Now that Sue was fucking men she didn’t know, I knew we were close to her going out looking for some strange cock, which she ending up fucking close to 25 different men on a first night basis. Many of her new fuck buddies were married and a couple were black.
I was looking for some variation in Sue’s sex life and decided she needed to fuck some black guys. Then one night I arranged for one of my friends from a local bar to stop by for some drinks. He was a nice looking man probably 5’10” tall and very slim, but he was black and I mean coal black!

Sue was a little unsure about sleeping with a black man as she hardly even ever knew one, her circle of friends were all white. This meeting up to humiliate Sue and degrade Sue to the depths that she would become the ultimate whore.

Bobbie and Sue sat around for the evening drink wine and Crown Royal whiskey. It didn’t take too long before Sue was to the point that she was ready to try anything. She was getting so drunk and horny. They were sitting on the couch and before Sue knew what was happening, Bobbie leaned over and kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. Sue was so worked up by this time that I knew she was going to fuck Bobbie and I was looking forward to it.

It wasn’t long before Bobbie had his hands inside her tank top and was playing with her nipples. Bobbie unfastened my bra bringing her tits into full and unobstructed view for him. He leaned forward and began sucking on her tits while his hand slipped into Sue’s shorts and was rubbing her pussy. Her pussy was dripping, Damn, she was so wet! It wasn’t much longer and Bobbie said” Sue, take off your shorts and show me what you have”. Sue stood up and slid off her shorts and standing in just her panties. Bobbie told her to take off her panties and show him her pussy. Sue pulled off her panties and there she was, standing completely naked in front of a black man that she had just met a couple hours before.

Now the games were about to begin…Bobbie had her bend over the table in the living room and spread her cheeks for him to see. My god, she was bent over like a whore on display with her ass pulled apart showing a black man her most intimate parts. After Bobbie did a complete inspection of her ass and pussy from behind, Sue was told to lay on the floor with her legs spread apart as far as she could. Bobbie took out his cock and knelt down by her side placing his cock next to her face. His cock was huge! It had to have been 9″ and it was still growing. He rubbed his cock on her lips and Sue just opened my mouth and began sucking him off.

After Bobbie’s cock was completely hard and wet with her saliva, he knelt between her legs and placed her legs on his shoulders. Slowly he began inserting his cock into Sue and I know he was not all the way in and she had came twice. It wasn’t long and he was fucking Sue with everything he had. I honestly believe his cock was into her womb as he was going places with his cock that she said other guys had never approached. After what seemed like an hour, Bobbie shot his cum into Sue and all she could do is lay there panting like a overheated dog! Her legs were spread apart and Bobbie’s cum was dripping on her asshole and onto the carpet.

From that night, Sue was hooked on black guys. She still will fuck white guys, but she gets off much more when she is being used as a black man’s whore. She now loves black men and give herself completely to them to use as they want. Sue has been with about 8 different black guys and been used at 1 gang-bang with 3 black guys and a black girl (whom she was forced to eat out after being fucked by one of the guys).

Matthew is one black dude that gets into humiliation of white ladies and has her do sex acts where people can see her performing on him and his buddies. When he is at her house she has to have all the blinds open and lights on while completely naked. When Sue sucks his cock and when he fucks her, it has to be in front of a window so neighbors or anyone driving/walking by will see them. When they are in public, he will fondle her pussy or tits when he knows that white people are watching them and Sue just seems to love being humiliated.

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My name is Madeline Jean-Christophe Bradshaw. I’m a plump White chick in her early fifties living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of curvy, with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. I worked as a Professor of Economics at the University of Ottawa for two decades and recently retired. My conservative husband Paul Bradshaw recently died so I’m free to explore my bisexuality at last. I’ve got the biggest ass you’ve ever seen on a White chick. A sixty-inch, heart-shaped White ass. I am a kinky bitch. And I love to fuck Black men ( and occasionally Black women ) in the ass with my thick strap-on dildo. You can say it’s sort of my fetish. Let’s explore this together, folks.

Right now, I’m fucking Anthony Mulenge in the ass. He’s a big and tall Black man from the Republic of Nigeria. He works as a Corrections Officer with the Ontario Ministry of Corrections. Anthony is married to a lovely Black lady named Miranda and they live in the suburb of Orleans. They have two daughters together. Anthony Mulenge seems like a respectable Black male professional. Yet he’s got a hidden fetish for bossy White women, which explains why he keeps coming back to me. I love the idea of dominating and even sexually enslaving Black guys and even Black chicks. So you could say that Anthony and I were made for each other.

I love sexually submissive Black guys like Anthony Mulenge. The big and tall Black guy from the Republic of Nigeria has a submissive streak the length of Lake Erie. I made him get naked and stroked his long and thick Black dick while fingering his asshole. Then I bend him over my knee and spanked him. I love spanking Black men. Anthony’s dick got really hard as I spanked his ass. When I started fingering his asshole again, he actually came. I smacked him for coming without permission and then told him I’d drill his ass with bayan gaziantep escort my strap-on dildo as punishment. Anthony actually grinned like a frigging clown.

Anthony squeals as I fuck him in the ass. It’s what he deserves for being a sexually submissive Black guy. I slam my dildo deep into Anthony’s asshole. I love fucking Black men in the ass. And lots of these supposedly macho Black guys love getting fucked by a bossy White woman with a strap-on dildo. It’s not something they discuss with their wives, girlfriends or buddies but you know it’s true. I’ve lost count of how many Black guy s contact me online for kinky fun. And I know how to satisfy them.

For decades I was married to a handsome albeit extremely conservative British-born African guy named Paul Bradshaw. He was a Theology student at the University of Ottawa when we first met. We got married, and had a son and daughter together. Our son Joshua is studying business at York University in the city of Toronto. Our daughter Megan is studying accounting at the University of Carleton in downtown Ottawa. We’ve done alright for ourselves. Unfortunately, my two decades spent living with Paul Bradshaw were the most sexually repressive of my life. I cared for him but now that he’s dead, I want to enjoy myself.

A big part of enjoying my newfound freedom and awakened sensuality is finding Black men whose asses I can ram with my strap-on dildo. And I am good at it. Just ask our friend Anthony Mulenge here. Actually, he’s kind of busy right now and can’t scream. Why is that, you may ask? Well, he’s been screaming a bit too much so I kind of had to gag him. Right now, he’s grumbling but can’t really scream. Even though I’m burying my twelve-inch strap-on dildo so far up his ass, it’s not even funny. I slam my dildo into Anthony’s ass, berating and bayan escort gaziantep teasing him along the way.

After giving Anthony’s asshole a thorough fucking, I pull my dildo out of him. I look inside his now gaping asshole, pausing to admire my handiwork. I love to look inside a Black man’s gaping asshole after fucking him with my strap-on dildo. What kind of White dominatrix would I be if I didn’t enjoy this sort of thing? Yeah, that’s what I thought. I give Anthony Mulenge a few moments to recover, then I ordered him to kneel before me. I made the macho Nigerian-born Canadian law enforcement official suck my strap-on dildo after fucking his ass with it. Then I ordered him to suck my milky toes. And he did it happily. Afterwards he took a shower and left my house.

I took a shower and got ready for my next guest. I told you before that I am exploring my bisexuality. Well, I’ve always found both Black guys and Black women to be sexually attractive. Most of the Black chicks I meet think I’m a weirdo when I hit on them. That’s why I was really looking forward to my next meeting. I encountered Celestine Armando online and have been chatting with her for a while. She’s a tall, absolutely gorgeous young Black woman of African and Italian descent. She’s studying business at the University of Ottawa and she’s exploring her bisexuality these days. Well, I found that really cool. And the fact that she was into BDSM and looking to explore her submissive side was a definite plus.

Celestine Armando came to my house, looking sexy as hell. I invited her to my living room and we had a talk. I wanted to get to know her better. I found her intelligent, sassy and sexy. I simply love Black women. They’re uniquely strong, sensual and hot in a way that us White chicks can never be. I’m actually woman enough to acknowledge escort bayan gaziantep that. Once we got all that out of the way, Celestine and I actually had a lot of fun together. This sexually submissive young Black woman was looking for a bossy mature White dominatrix and that’s exactly what I was for her.

I made Celestine get naked and admired her sexy body. The young Black woman was sexy as hell with her cute face, athletic body, sexy hips and big round ass. I got naked and she seemed to like what she saw. I’m not as young as I once was but I work out a lot and stay in shape. I’m fifty one years old, stand five feet eleven inches tall and weigh exactly two hundred and eight pounds. I think I look okay, if I do say so. And Celestine obviously thought so because she was eager to worship my mature yet sexy body. We ended up having a lot of fun together.

I ordered Celestine to get on her hands and knees and she did. I made her suck my pussy then lick my toes. The whole time I berated her. Then I bent her over my knee and spanked her. Celestine squealed as my heavy hands gave her sexy brown butt the spanking it deserved. I then fingered her asshole roughly while sliding a slim dildo into her pussy. I made my sexy Black slut scream. Then I took out my strap-on dildo and fucked her with it. Face down and ass up, that’s how I fucked my sexy Black female submissive. I spanked her ass and berated her endlessly while slamming my strap-on dildo into her cunt. Then I switched things up.

I laid Celestine on her back and raised her shapely legs in the air. I slid two fingers into her pussy to stimulate her. She moaned in pleasure. I slid my strap-on dildo into her asshole and the young Black slut began whistling a different tune. Laughing, I fucked her hard. I plunged the dildo deep into her asshole. I smacked her face, pinched her tits and spat on her. I wanted her to know who the boss was. I fucked her so roughly she cried. It turned me on so much that I came. After fucking her asshole with my strap-on dildo, I made her lick it. Then I told her to leave my house like the bitch she is. Later, she called me wanting more. I now have a sexy Black female submissive among my regular stable of sexually submissive Black studs. How cool is that?

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