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I just turned 18 last week, but my parents refused to let me go with them on vacation. They say “If you would’ve stopped skipping class, I could’ve come” or some shit like that. Honestly, I’m not that upset that they left me here alone. Because home alone equals massive party, right? I’m heading up the staircase when I see a blondie grab my favorite bottle of vodka.

“Oh, hell no,” I growl. I walk over to her. “Where did you find this?”

“In a room upstairs,” she laughs. “Want some?”

“That was my room, and I need the entire bottle.” I snatch the bottle from her hands as she scoffs. “Have a great time!” I smile through my teeth. I start to walk up the stairs when I spot my cousin, Xander, but I call him X. He’s at the door glaring at everyone, so I sway over to him. “Can’t find a girl to hook up with?”

“You need to shut this down, Valerie.”

“And why would I do that?”

“Just for tonight. You can have one tomorrow.” I frown at him. “Don’t make me pull the whole “snitch” card on you.” I huff but turn around.

“Okay everyone. We’ve been busted! Party tomorrow night!” A heavy sigh echoes throughout the room, but people start leaving. I shut the door once they’re all gone. “Care to explain now.”

“I’m not in the party mood.” I roll my eyes.

“Fine,” I huff.

“I’m going to take a shower little V.”

“Have fun ig.”

He walks up the stairs and into the bathroom. Now if there’s one thing I love more than my bottle of vodka, it’s definitely spying on my cousin. I forgot to mention he’s hot as fuck. He has a perfectly toned body: sharp jawline, 8-pack, and from what I can tell when he’s in the shower, he’s got a pretty big dick. So, I wait for another 5 minutes before walking up the stairs and tip-toeing to the bathroom. I slowly open the door making sure not to make any noise. I close the door behind me and examine his body. I realize he’s hard; He’s never hard in the shower at night. In the morning, it’s another story.

“Little V?” I freeze. Does he know I’m in here? “I know you’ve been spying on me. At first, I would try to resist letting you know that I knew, because I didn’t want you to get embarrassed and stop doing it. But it keeps getting more difficult as you can see.” He sighs heavily and then waits for my response. When he knows I’m not going to say anything, he peeps his head out to look at me. My gerçek resimli gaziantep escort cheeks flush, and my eyes instantly dart to the ground. “Please come here.”

I walk over to him placing my hands on my eyes. “V, you’ve seen the outline It’s okay to look now.” I squint my eyes open, and my suspensions are confirmed; He must have an 8-inch dick. I look slowly up to his face. He looks into my eyes with uncertainty. “Do you want to get in here with me? I mean you don-“

“Yes.” He smirks down at me and nods his head. I just stand still.

“Are you going to take your clothes off?” I slowly take my clothes off while my eyes rush to the ground. He just stares for a moment. “I know I’m no-“

“Fuck little V, you’re gorgeous as Hell.” I smile sheepishly. He reaches out for my hands. I step inside the shower with him, and he places me in front of him. He closes the gap between our bodies as a small moan makes its way through my parted lips. I can feel his dick against my back, and the feeling gives me chills. “Have you never been touched before?” I shake my head no. “You’re still a virgin,” he asks shocked. I turn around and pout.

“Does that matter to you?” I look down at the floor. He uses the tips of his fingers to make me look up at him.

“It didn’t, but now I feel excited to be your first. God, Valerie, you drive me insane. So, you’re completely innocent?” I nod my head.

“Besides the drinking and partying, I’ve really never done anything.” He smirks down at me.

“Challenge accepted.” I smile and turn back around. He closes the gap between us earning another moan. My breathing becomes shallow. He starts to kiss my neck, and it feels so good. I can’t even explain it. It feels like fireworks are going off; It’s just pure bliss. His hands caress all the way down to my boobs. I jump, so he pulls away. “Do you want to stop?” I shake my head no grabbing his hands and placing them back on my boobs. He laughs and closes the gap again. He pinches and flicks at my nipples. He stops and turns the shower off. I turn around and frown. “Don’t worry I’m not done with you yet, but I don’t think I can make love to you tonight.” I frown at him. “Hey, I don’t want my little cousin getting pregnant with my child, and I don’t have a condom.” I shrug my shoulders.

“I’m gerçek resimli gaziantep escort bayan on the pill.” He smirks at me.

“You really want me, don’t you?” I nod my head looking at the ground. He walks over and uses the tips of his fingers to look me in the eyes. “That’s a good thing because I want you way too much to be alone in this.” I blush at his comment. “Now dry off and head to your room.” I smile, dry off, walk into my bedroom, and lay on my bed. He comes in a few moments later. He straddles me and kisses my neck while whispering sweet things in my ear.

I love you so much my little Valerie

You’re perfect in every way

I can’t wait to mark you as mine

His kisses slowly make their way down my body stopping at my boobs. He licks and flicks at my right nipple. Then slowly he switches sides. I arch my back in the undeniable pleasure. He slowly starts kissing down to my inner thighs. He lifts his head up to growl “I bet you taste heavenly.” Then I feel his tongue licking at the most intimate part of my body. Another moan makes its way into the air, and this time it’s a loud one. This feels almost too pleasuring, but I don’t want him to stop. I wrap my thighs around his head. In a few moments I start to feel myself tighten.

“What’s happening?” I start to freak out and push him away, but his hands keep him in place. My body tightens until bolts of pleasure take over my senses. Some liquid splashes out of me as it floods into X’s mouth. He straddles me again “Oh my God! Are you okay? Did I pee? I’m so confused. I’m sor-” He cuts me off with a kiss. He pulls back.

“It’s called an orgasm. You started moving away, but I wanted to taste you. You didn’t pee. It felt great though, didn’t it?” I smile and nod my head. “Do you want to stop there? We don’t have to make love tonight if you don’t want to.” I start crying, but he kisses away the tears. “What’s wrong love? Do you regret it?”

“You don’t want me,” I cry.

“Valerie look at me.” My eyes find his through the tears. “I want you more than you could ever imagine. Hell I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone else, but you feel good right now. When I first enter you, it’ll hurt like Hell. I don’t want to ruin the moment.”

“But it’ll feel even better after that, gerçek resimli gaziantep bayan escort won’t it?” He slowly nods his head. “I want you right now.” I give him a reassuring kiss.

“Fuck Valerie, you’re going to ruin me.” I smile up at him. He slowly pushes himself into me, and he’s right; It hurts like Hell. I grit my teeth. He just stays still to allow myself to get used to it. “I’m so sorry little V. Do you want me to stop?” I shake my head no. Once the pain slowly stops, I start to move my hips. This feels like paradise. There are no words to give this feeling justice. I don’t know what I like more: The fact that he’s my cousin or the feeling it’s bringing. It’s so overwhelming I get caught up in the moment. No one else exists: just X and me. He grabs my hips to stop me rom moving.

“Please don’t move Valerie. I don’t have enough self control,” he pleads.

“But it feels so good.”

“Yeah?” He smirks down at me. I nod my head. Then he starts moving out and back in over and over again. In and out. In and out. In and out. After a few more thrusts, I’m about to orgasm again. “I can feel you little V. Just relax.” I shut my eyes tightly letting myself feel all the pleasure it brings as I scream his name out. “Fuck little V. You feel so good.” He positions us, so that each of his arms are beside each of my shoulders, so he can kiss me eager to please me even more. “I’m so close.”

“Cum inside me. I need you to.”

“Are you sure?” I nod my head as he grabs onto the headboard. I feel him to start to shake and him release into me. Feeling him do that sends me over the edge, so he stays in me until I’m done. Then he gracefully pulls out of me and lays on his back. “And you wondered why I wanted the party called off.” He laughs while I roll onto my side to look him in the eyes.

“How long have you known?”

“That you were spying on me?” I nod my head shyly avoiding eye contact. “Little V?” I look back into his eyes. “I’m glad you did. I’ve wanted you for years now.” I smile as butterflies erupt in my stomach.

“You have?” He nods his head smirking at me. “I have too, but lately I just can’t help myself.”

“I love you little V.”

“I love you too X.” He kisses me on the cheek before rolling on his back to switch the light off. When he lays back down, I rest my head on his chest. He chuckles at me as a smile is placed on my lips. Silence overcomes the room.

“Little V?”

“Hmm,” I reply before I yawn.

“I shouldn’t be selfish, but I want to be the only one to make love to you, ok?” Butterflies swarm in my stomach.

“Why?”

“Because I want you to be mine, and I don’t like sharing.” I giggle at his territorial attitude. “Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good, you’re mine now little V.” I nod my head before slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Tu peux rester Lisa, dit le vieil homme à la fin de la séance. Elle eut un sanglot. Mais elle était déterminée à ne pas se laisser faire. Elle allait refuser ses avances. Tant pis avait-elle décidé.

Elle regarda son ami partir craintive.

– pourquoi tu ne l’as pas sucé? demanda-t-il

– …je…je…bafouilla-t-elle écarlate. Son ami était resté loin d’elle, mais elle avait préféré puisqu’elle aurait refusé de lui faire une fellation, ceci pour stopper les avances de l’homme.

– tu veux te cacher de moi?

– non…je…mais je…..j’ai décidé de…., dit-elle en bafouillant

Elle le vit se lever de sa chaise et s’approcher menaçant. Il resta debout devant elle la dominant de sa hauteur. Il ouvrit sa braguette et sortit son pénis.

– suces-moi Lisa

– mais…monsieur…j’ai décidé de ne pas…je suis…mmmpf, protesta-t-elle alors qu’il la tirait par la nuque et poussait son pénis mou contre sa bouche.

– mmmnnoon, protesta-t-elle en essayant de le repousser avec ses mains. Son sexe était collé à son visage, ses lèvres, et la dégoutait. Il lui pinçat le nez et elle étouffa rapidement. Se débattant elle finit par ouvrir la bouche pour respirer, laissant le sexe de l’homme rentrer. Il lacha son nez et lui tint la tête d’une main et se décalotta de l’autre, dénudant le gland dans sa bouche.

– Applique-toi cette fois et tu avales bien lorsque j’éjacule. Elle sentit le gland frotter sur sa langue et grossir lentement. Le sexe durcit alors que l’homme respirait plus vite.

Elle se résigna et laissa le sexe l’envahir. Il se tendit encore et commenca à bouger et à faire des aller retour dans sa bouche malgré elle. Il était énorme et lui faisait mal. Il touchait sa gorge et à chaque fois elle avait la sensation de vomir. Le sexe se tendit et elle poussa les cuisses de l’homme alors que le sperme sortait en saccade. Elle n’avala pas comme il l’avait exigé. Il sortit son sexe encore dur de sa bouche. Le sperme remplissait sa bouche. Elle avait pensé cracher mais le regard menaçant de l’homme l’en dissuada.

– Ouvre la bouche mais ne fait rien tomber, gronda-t-il

il vit la jeune-fille ouvrir la bouche, pleine de son sperme blanc et épais.

– Sort ta langue et fais-là tourner.

Elle respirait par le nez, la semence gluante coulait maintenant dans sa gorge malgré elle. elle sanglota de révolte.

– Avale maintenant, dit-il encore en voyant sa grimace dégouttée en lui tenant la tête par les cheveux. Il serra ses cheveux jusqu’à lui faire mal.

La fille avala le sperme épais minyon gaziantep escort et chaud, des larmes de honte coulant de ses yeux.

– Mmmh, tu es vraiment provocante Lisa. Il a de la chance ton ami d’avoir une fille aussi belle et sensuelle. Qui a une langue douce et chaude. Mais je veux que tu progresses vite et que tu apprennes à me sucer. Tu t’appliques plus avec ton ami, tu as plus d’enthousiasme, tu préfères son sperme? Mmmh? Je vais t’enseigner deux trois choses qui vont le faire frémir de plaisir, tu peux me croire.

Il vit son regard se troubler. Elle n’osait rien dire et était impuissante. Il le savait.

Il l’habitua à le sucer chaque soir. Ses couilles étaient toujours pleines pour elle avait-il dit. Son sexe trouvait sa place facilement dans sa jeune bouche et le faisait jouir rapidement. Elle s’était résignée à obéir à l’homme qui ne devait plus tenir sa tête lorsqu’il éjaculait. Il jouait avec ses seins au travers du vêtement, pinçait ses tétons et étonnament lui procurait les mêmes sensations que son ami. Catastrophée elle constata que ces séances de plus en plus longue la faisaient mouiller.

– Tu m’appartiens désormais, tout le sperme que tu avales va te changer et te rend soumise à ma volonté. A chaque fois je vois que tu deviens plus docile, tu le sais, n’est-ce pas. Bientôt tu ne pourras plus rien me refuser et lorsque je t’aurais pénétrée et éjaculé dans tes trois orifices, tu seras définitivement à moi.

Il vit les yeux écarquillés de stupeur de la fille.

Lisa était catastrophée. La situation s’empirait et l’homme lui disait des choses horribles lorsque son pénis était dans sa bouche. Elle ne savait pas comment l’arrêter.

Son ami ne lui demandait plus de fellations. Parfois il lui posait sa main sur son sexe et elle le branlait. Son pénis était plus petit et fin. Peu de sperme sortait lorsqu’il jouissait, comparé à l’homme.

– Demain je te mets nue sur ce lit, je t’écarte les jambes et te fais jouir avec ma langue, dit-il alors qu’il venait d’éjaculer et que son pénis se ramollissait dans sa bouche.

-..non…cria-t-elle soudainement. Je refuse, je ne veux plus ….je…d’accord pour cela ….mais je ne veux rien de plus, dit-elle en pointant du doigt le sexe qui était ramolli et brillant de sa salive.

– Je ne te demande pas ton avis Lisa, tu fais ce que je te dis, c’est tout. Ton avis ne compte plus, en fait il n’a jamais compté. Je t’avais repérée depuis un bout de temps déjà et j’ai fait en sorte minyon escort gaziantep que tu te retrouves à ma disposition sur ce lit. Et puis gentiment je t’ai fait faire quelques douceurs avec tes mains et ta bouche à ton ami. Mais c’était uniquement pour moi, pour que tu acceptes ma verge et que tu me suces. Tu as bien progressé et tu avales maintenant mon sperme sans protester. Alors je poursuis comme prévu ton initiation ; tu es une jeune-fille sensuelle et ton rôle est de plaire et de donner du plaisir à un homme, avec ta bouche, avec tes mains et avec ton sexe. Demain nous allons plus loin. Je veux rapidement pouvoir te coucher nue sous moi, les jambes écartées et ma verge profondément plantée dans ton ventre. Je veux te sentir douce et mouillée alors que je rentre et je sors jusqu’à ce que tu jouisses. Et chaque soir je te besognerais longuement jusqu’à ce que tu deviennes officiellement mon amante.

Elle se figea, abasourdie et catastrophée. Elle recula sans rien dire, les mots commençant à faire sens lentement.

Elle alla se changer rapidement. Elle décida de ne pas venir le lendemain. Elle se leva pour quitter cette maison qui lui faisait de plus en plus horreur.

– Lisa, dit-il en la faisant sursauter. Si je ne te voit pas demain, je pense que je passerai du temps avec ton ami pour lui montrer les photos des moments où tu te me suces. Et puis tes parents seraient les suivants. Il avait une photo d’elle à genoux, la bouche ouverte et distendue autour d’une énorme verge, du sperme coulait le long de son menton.

Elle la regarda catastrophée. Elle mit ses mains sur sa bouche et s’enfuit en courant.

La nuit passa lentement. Elle était épuisée. Son ami était venu la chercher le lendemain.

– viens, ce soir on va à autre part, on quitte cet endroit pour toujours, dit-elle suppliante

– tu es folle, il va devenir fou de colère, tu ne le connais pas. Il a l’air de rien mais il a des cotés obscures qui m’inquiètent. Et je ne veux pas aller en prison dit-il. Il connaît un tas de gens et je n’arriverai pas à me défendre. Il était suppliant et semblait vraiment apeuré.

Lisa baissa la tête. Déprimée. Elle connaissait l’homme plus qu’il le croyait. Elle sursauta alors qu’ils arrivaient devant la bâtisse. Elle n’avait rien vu venir. Elle résista.

– viens, viens, insista-t-il

Elle se fit tirer par la main et rentra malgré elle dans la maison, les larmes aux yeux.

– Maxime va donc me préparer un café, dit-il alors qu’ils gaziantep minyon escort rentraient dans la pièce.

– oui, Monsieur, dit-il en sortant.

Lisa le vit venir avec appréhension. Tranquillement il défit sa braguette et sortit son sexe. Elle fit non avec la tête, catastrophée

– Dépêche-toi, tu as 5 minutes pour me faire jouir avant qu’il revienne. Le mieux tu t’appliques le plus vite je pourrais quitter ta bouche.

La fille fit encore non avec la tête mais elle se mit à genoux et prit son sexe dans sa bouche. Machinalement elle glissa la langue sur son gland et le fit gémir. Elle décida de s’appliquer et le massa en même temps. Presque immédiatement il éjacula. Elle avala rapidement, regardant de temps en temps la porte, léchant son pénis qui se ramolissait. Il se retira et le rentra dans son pantalon.

– tu vois, ce n’était pas trop difficile?

Elle se sentait brisée et sans volonté. Elle resta écarlate pendant un long moment. Elle essaya de cacher son visage de son ami qui les avait rejoint. En fin de séance, elle fut presque soulagée lorsqu’il lui demanda de partir. Elle entendit la porte se fermer et l’homme s’assit à coté d’elle. Elle se laissa faire alors qu’il lui relevait son tee-shirt après avoir écarté le drap. En culotte, les mains sur ses seins elle protesta alors qu’il faisait glisser sa main entre ses jambes. Il la poussa sur le dos, la recouvrant à moitié de son corps épais.

– Monsieur, protesta-t-elle alors qu’il lui écartait les cuisses. Il posa sa main sur son sexe au travers de la culotte.

– oooohhhh……nooonnnnmmmmmhhh, gémit-elle en sentant ses doigts glisser sur son intimité et le plaisir la submerger. Elle perdit la tête et se mit à haleter rapidement. Elle jouit violement en lui tenant sa main. Impudique elle bougeait ses hanches alors que le plaisir la reprenait encore et encore. Elle pensa perdre la tête de plaisir. Finalement il la lâcha et se coucha contre elle en lui parlant. Son doigt était resté dans son vagin, d’un geste possesseur et le bougeait de temps en temps.

– Tu es une petite dévergondée, je ne savais pas que tu aimais te faire caresser par un homme de mon âge. C’est ça que tu aimes? mais tu n’oses pas l’avouer. Tu as jouis violement et si rapidement, je n’ai jamais vu ça….tu l’attendais secrètement?

– ..non….non, gémit-elle mortifiée

– Si Lisa, tu aimes que je te fasse jouir, et tu m’appartiens. Ta bouche, tes seins, ton sexe sont pour moi et moi seul. Tu peux continuer à voir Maxime mais je ne veux pas qu’il te touche ici, dit-il en remuant son doigt en elle.

– …oui….monsieur, dit-elle haletante, le plaisir la reprenant.

– Tu es fougueuse, je ne pensais pas te faire jouir si vite, dit-il en riant fort.

Elle sanglota de honte, écarlate.

Il la rhabilla délicatement et remit de l’ordre dans ses cheveux.

– Demain je te montrerai comment me sucer pendant que te fais jouir.

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Although not completely necessary, I would recommend you read Sarah visits Gramps: An Awakening first as it explains how Sarah was first introduced to Gramps and his sex life! A second installment of the series Sarah visits Gramps: And this time wants his cock and a third Sarah visits Gramps: Sex Toy Party continues the escapades with Sarah, Gramps and all.

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Sarah could feel his butt muscles tighten up as he pushed his cock down her throat. She felt the first blast of cum hit her throat, even as she started to pull away so his cock was now in her mouth. He was a full eight inches of rock hard muscle with loose balls that were swinging back and forth, hitting her neck with each stroke. He continued to spasm as his cum now filled her mouth. Finally he pulled out and Sarah pulled his face down to her as she gave him a big, wet, sloppy kiss… sharing the recently deposited cum with him!

“Gramps, I want you to swallow your cum!” and he did.

“Do you like that, watching me swallow my own cum?”

Sarah replied, ” I think it’s kind of kinky. Have you eaten your cum much before this?”

“First time I ate my own cum was cleaning out your Mom’s pussy the other day. I seem to remember that you insisted.”

“Here’s the big question… should I call you Gramps or Tony. Since we’re fucking each other, sometimes I think Tony, but it is natural for me to call you Gramps.”

“I think that you can always call me Gramps. If we’re having sex around strangers feel free to call me Tony. Either way I will always love you, Pumpkin!”

Sarah asked “What sort of sex do you like most Gramps?”

Gramps replied “I love it all. I don’t think I’d care for any heavy BDSM, but a little bondage would be good. I’ve never been cuckolded, but perhaps you could arrange that. Group sex is fun. I’m not sure that I want to start sucking cocks, but I did stick my finger up Diego’s ass. You know I love having my asshole played with. Maybe we could work a tranny in with us. Sex toys can be fun. I am a bit of an exhibitionist… I like to show off my cock.”

Sarah replied “There’s no mistaking that you love having a dildo in your ass. I think I’d like to start giving you a weekly pegging. See how big a dildo you can take.”

“That sounds like a great idea. I bet your Mom and Ginny would like to get in on that as well.”

“You mentioned group sex. Do you and Mom and Ginny have a group you attend on a regular basis? If you do, can I tag along? I’d love taking one in my cunt, one in my ass, all the while sucking off another cock. I’d love to have several guys spurt their seed on my tits and face! And I think I’d like to continue to explore other women as well. I sure loved sucking on Ginnys clit the other night!”

Gramp’s replied “There is a group that meets on a semi-regular basis. Some of that group hook up at other times as well. Sometimes the girls meet by themselves or with only one or two guys. Occasionally several guys get together with a single chick. But right now I think I want to pull those shorts and panties off and lick your pussy. I want to make you come!”

Gramps pulled the shorts and panties down in one motion and Sarah stood there with a bikini top on and nothing else. Gramps got to his knees şehitkamil escort and slowly let his tongue lick Sarah’s slit. She was cleanly shaven. Then with his thumbs he pulled back the labia to show her pussy and clit. Gramps’ tongue went right to her clit and swirled around the little knob that had popped out.

Sarah groaned as her clit was massaged by Gramps’ tongue. Then she felt a finger slide into her pussy, entering and then pushing deeper inside her.

Gramps disengaged from Sarah and took her hand and brought her to the sofa. He laid down with his head back and told Sarah “Sit on my face! I want to suck your pussy and clit until you come!”

Sarah placed her pussy directly over Gramps’ mouth and lowered herself until she felt his tongue licking her clit. Bullseye! Gramps now had his hands on her butt cheeks, spreading them apart. Sarah felt her asshole spreading apart. Gramps moved his head down just a bit and started to gently lick her puckered asshole. Then he applied more pressure, trying to tongue fuck her. Sarah now placed her right hand between her legs and started to rub her clit. She took her middle finger and pushed it into her pussy. Rhythmically her finger stroked in and out of her pussy. Her thumb worked feverishly on the head of her clit. Gramps now took a finger and slid it into Sarah’s butt; full penetration with one thrust. Sarah arched her back as she orgasmed with a load groan and an “Oh! Fuck!” After several smaller orgasms she slid off Gramps and announced that her boyfriend, Bob, was coming over to meet him. He should be there in half an hour. Just enough time for a quick shower to freshen up. She grabbed Gramps’ cock and led him to the bathroom. She started the shower and pushed Gramps in, followed by herself. Grabbing the soap she started to wash Gramps’ back telling him “No fooling around. We don’t have time!” Immediately followed by “I have to pee!”

Gramps offered “Save some time and pee right here.” Sarah stood tall as the pee ran from her. Gramps took his hand and ran it through her piss until she was done. The he announced “My turn!” His dick was hard again and he pushed it down a bit so that his piss hit Sarah’s belly button. She soon had her hand in the stream of piss as well.

But that was it, they had a time crunch. Bob would be there soon.

Bob arrived a few minutes late, so Sarah and Gramps were dried off and had on fresh clothes. Sarah wore shorty shorts with no undies, with a sheer, white bikini top. As excited as she was to see Bob, her hard nipples were poking out. Her dark areola were showing through the top as well. Gramps had thrown on some swim trunks and a sleeveless t-shirt.

Bob walked arrived in shorts and a tee shirt and immediately went to Sarah and kissed her hard. Breaking away he leaned back and grabbed her nipples through the bikini top and gave then a tug.

“I see you are happy to see me!” Bob exclaimed. Then he turned and introduced himself to Gramps.

Gramps replied “Hi, I’m Tony, Sarah’s grandfather.”

When Gramps turned back to Sarah she had slipped out of the bikini top and was rubbing her hands over her tits, taking special care of her long, dark nipples. Her tits were full şehitkamil escort bayan and soft. They had a slight sag. She said “Boys, I think the girls need some TLC!”

Without any more urging, Bob started sucking on one nipple as Gramps took the other, rolling it between his thumb and index finger, changing the pressure as Sarah started to purr. Bob started to undo Sarah’s shorts and slid them to her ankles, proceeding the start to play with her pussy. He slid his index finger from between her legs up along her slit. Then with a bit more pressure found her clit just inside that slit. Using a circular motion along the head of her clit, Sarah started to thrust into Bob’s hand. Bob then sank his middle finger in her pussy and now used his thumb on her clit. Meanwhile Gramps had started to suck on Sarah’s nipple, taking time to give her a small nip with his teeth on them.

Sarah loved the feeling in her pussy and nipples. She was close to coming when she pulled away and told the boys to strip and start to stroke their cocks. Then she knelt between them, grabbed their cocks and start to stroke Bob as she placed Gramps in her mouth. Up and down her mouth moved on his cock, finally allowing him to thrust down her throat. Then again. Then she started stroking Gramps’ cock with her other hand and guided Bob into her mouth. Same treatment for Bob, after bobbing up and down on his cock she took his whole cock down her throat. Bob began thrusting his cock down Sarah’s throat, holding the back of her head so that he stayed fully down her throat for a longer time. Then up for air and back down. Spit was flowing out of Sarah’s mouth as Bob was face fucking her. After one final thrust Bob pulled out of Sarah’s mouth and spewed his cum on Sarah’s tits. She leaned over and scooped some cum from her tits and placed it in her mouth. Sarah eagerly sucked it down and then scooped some more, this time placing the cum in Bob’s mouth. Back and forth until Sarah’s chest was clean.

“Well boys, you’ve both eaten your own cum today.” Gramps and Tony smiled at each other.

Sarah had disappeared in the other room, when she reappeared she was holding a dildo in one hand and then brought her other hand from behind her, with a harness.

“Time for some good old fashioned pegging! Who wants it up their ass first?”

Gramps volunteered “Sarah, fuck me first. You know I love a dildo up my butt!”

“Sounds good, but let’s go to the bedroom first. Keep stroking your cocks as I want them ready to go.”

Upon entering the bedroom, Sarah instructed Bob to lay down on the bed, face up, head in the middle of the bed. Then she straddled him and Gramps got on all fours at the head of the bed.

“I want Bob to have a birds eye view of my strapon sliding in and out of your asshole.”

Sarah slide closer to Gramps’ butt and squirted some AstroGlide on his puckered hole. She worked it all around then inserted her middle finger in his rectum. Then she added her index finger and finally a third.

“Bob, are you getting a good view of this?” Sarah inquired.

“Yes, ma’am. My cock is getting even harder watching you violate his butt.”

Sarah now slid closer and placed the strapon escort şehitkamil on Gramps’ starfish and pushed into the well lubricated hole. The strapon was large, only about seven inches long but thick. Sarah affectionately called it “Black Beauty” because of the girth. After a couple of strokes, he took the entire strapon up his ass, moaning in pleasure.

Sarah then commanded Bob “Get your tongue up to my snatch and lick it while I peg Gramps.” Sarah continued to thrust into Gramps. Gramps’ large balls were now slapping Bob’s face with each thrust. Sarah slowed down and stopped with the strapon still in Gramps asshole and commanded Bob “Suck his balls!” Gramps stay still as Bob slid up a bit so that he could place one ball at a time in his mouth. Bob’s tongue was sliding around Gramps’ balls while he was sucking them. Then Sarah told Bob “Start to stroke his cock, slow at first. I don’t want him coming just yet.” Sarah starting to slowly slide the strapon in and out of Gramps’ ass, careful not to have Bob bite Gramps’ balls.

Gramps had never had another man suck his balls or jerk him off. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it. But Sarah was firmly in control and he wasn’t going to stop it.

Sarah picked up the pace and Bob went back to licking Sarah’s snatch while still holding onto Gramps’ cock. Then Sarah was slamming her strapon into Gramps’s ass as she started to groan and declare “Holy fucking shit!” Repeating it several times as she came. Coming down from the orgasm she was ready to peg Bob.

“This time I’ll be the filling in the sandwich. Bob, take Gramps place, and Gramps right behind me. You will butt fuck me, as I peg Bob. We’ll go slow at first to get into rhythm. “Now spread those ass cheeks Bob. Here’s some lube and a few fingers up your ass to get ready for my bad boy.” Sarah got Bob ready and jammed the strapon up his ass, took a few strokes and then had Gramps enter her ass from behind. Slowly they got into rhythm and started to pick up the pace.

Sarah was in ecstasy as she was both giving and taking. Soon she was ready to come again. And did she; “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” she groaned as she exploded. Now Sarah pulled out of Bob and Gramps pulled out of her. She sat on the side of the bed and guided Bob to sit on her, taking the strapon up his ass. Soon she was pulling Bob down as she thrust upwards, sinking the entire strapon up his ass. Sarah instructed Bob “Stroke yourself. I want you to come like this.”

Sarah continued “Gramps come around in front and stroke yourself. I want you to come on Bob’s face. Let me know when you’re ready to spew and he’ll bring his face down to your cock. Maybe you’ll want to have him suck your cum out of you!”

It was quite a sight to see, Sarah pegging Bob as he bounced up and down on the strapon all the while jerking himself off while Gramps was standing in front stroking his large cock. Gramps was the first to be ready to come. He grabbed behind Bob’s head and forced him down to his cock as he continued to stroke. Gramps let out a moan as he spurted his cum all over Bob’s face; cum in his eyes, nose and mouth. A big blob of cum sliding down his cheek.

Bob was on the verge as Gramps pulled back and Bob pointed his cock toward his chest and let loose. His cum spurted all the way up his chest. First one rope of cum, followed by a second and third. Sarah pulled out of Bob as he slide onto the bed and fell back. Sarah bent over and started to lick the cum off Bob’s face and chest. Loaded up with some cum, she poised above his mouth and let the mixture of cum and spit drop into Bob’s mouth.

What a day!

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Introduction.

Ok so as mentioned in a previous chapter, during our time spent watching the doggers and our brief but exciting friendship with Mike the gamekeeper, I did start seeing someone else.

So to bring you this encounter I’m going to backtrack a little, to the start of our time with Mike.

This was something that started out very innocent and fairly straightforward but ultimately ended up being rather weird.

Anyway, you’ll see what I mean.

On with the show.

Chris.

“What was that?”

Rita asked as she breezed up to me while I mopped a spillage down one of the aisles.

It was a monday morning and I was halfway through a shift at the supermarket.

The emphasis on the last word, ‘that?’ and the excited look in her eyes confirming what I kind of already knew, Rita had seen me scribbling something down on the young man’s receipt after I’d served him earlier that morning.

Part of me was cursing inwardly at Rita knowing what I’d done, the other part….honestly? I felt proud.

I’d come a long, long way in the past several years, growing from a shy, quiet, insecure introvert.

To…. well, I’m still shy and quiet at least openly, that is my nature.

But I have grown inside, matured.

Every encounter I’ve experienced has made me stronger, boosting my inner confidence.

Every man I’ve had has changed me for the better.

Gone are the days of just fantasising, now instead of daydreaming I make it happen.

At this point in time I was juggling between trying to keep Rita out of my private life, and being strongly tempted to reveal all.

I instinctively knew that my new friend could be trusted.

However, we had some time to go before that trust and friendship would be explored to the full.

Looking back at her expectant face, I couldn’t help but grin.

“What do you mean….what was that?”

A good half hour had elapsed since she’d witnessed my little indiscretion, but my words did not match up with the cheeky grin plastered all over my face.

Rita beamed back as she replied, “Yeah right…. I saw you….what did you write on that receipt?”

What my friend had observed that morning, was me passing a scribbled message to the gorgeous young man I’d been after for a while.

As previously mentioned, this particular young guy, whom both myself and Rita fancied, had been regularly coming into the store and I was determined to get to know him better.

I’d made my intentions clear to him, giving him ‘the look’ at every opportunity, and making small talk whenever I served him.

However up until recently his shyness had prevented any further interaction between us.

It was this shyness and apparent inexperience that had only encouraged me more.

But it now appeared that my efforts weren’t going to waste.

He had begun to return my smiles and also exchange small talk, all while turning bright red….oh my….adorable.

He looked even more handsome when blushing.

So, that morning as I served him, an idea quickly entered my head.

Spontaneous, risky….and exciting.

Looking around as the young guy put his pin into the card machine… nobody else behind waiting for my till…..grabbing a pen I took his receipt and quickly wrote my name and number down on it.

My heart pounding as I did so, this was after all a bold move on my part, I didn’t know hardly anything about him he was basically a stranger.

What would he think of me?

He could already have someone, a girlfriend or wife, although in my experience that didn’t mean anything.

It was a risk alright, but one worth taking.

Although quick with my writing the young guy couldn’t help but notice what I was doing, and as I looked up to hand him the little piece of paper I was met with a look of sheer surprise.

Fortunately there was no distaste or offence in that look, just his natural reaction to my unexpected act.

I grinned confidently back and caught him off guard with a cheeky wink before saying, “You have a nice day now… sweetheart.”

All he could do was turn bright red while thanking me in a slightly shaky voice.

He turned and walked away while studying the receipt with my name and number on it, looking back briefly once before exiting the store.

It was while watching him zayıf gaziantep escort leave, my eyes glued to his cute little bum, that Rita’s presence became known to me.

So focussed on the young man, I’d not noticed her close by pinning some information up on a noticeboard.

She was staring right at me wearing a quizzical frown and would have questioned me right then if not for being called away on some errand by our supervisor.

And now, as I faced her down the aisle, mop in hand….the game was up.

There was no way she was going to let this go and I had no choice but to admit what I’d done.

Rita’s mouth opened wide and the excited look she was already wearing intensified as I confirmed what she clearly suspected.

Feeling a sense of pride and succumbing to her infectious excitement, as I did so.

Fuck to secrecy….this was fun….it felt good to tell her.

“Oh my god….I knew it….ooh Pippa you are a rum un….I bloody knew it….”

She abruptly trails off for a second as I interrupt with a ‘shhhh’ and a worried expression, adding that she keep her voice down, I don’t want the whole place knowing.

Undeterred by my reprimand Rita moves up close to me and continues, “….so what did he say?….I bet that surprised him!”

I told her what had happened while she listened intently, soaking up what little detail there was.

As we chatted in secretive hushed voices, like giddy schoolgirls discussing their latest crush, I couldn’t help but wonder….what would it be like….to tell her everything?

If she was so impressed by this?

In time, I would find myself revealing all to Rita, as we became very close friends.

But that was still some little way off in the future.

For now, my friend was all questions about the young guy.

However, with customers now joining us down the aisle, those questions would have to wait.

Rita reluctantly goes back to her duties with a promise from me to keep her posted on any progress I might make.

And it’s this ‘progress’ that was foremost on my mind throughout not just the rest of that shift but indeed, the whole day.

I checked my phone during break….nothing.

Checked it at home time….nothing.

Kept checking it throughout the day….nothing.

Oh I tell a lie, one text message from o2 trying to get me on a contract, another from my sister, and one phone call from dad insisting that I’d just called him when I hadn’t!

By ‘nothing’ of course, I meant the handsome young man.

The one that I appeared to have….made a fool of myself to.

It was beginning to look like he wasn’t interested.

When John got home from work early that evening I explained what I’d done.

John knew all about my desires involving the young customer at work and despite our attention being focussed upon Mike at the time, he gave me his whole hearted approval.

He’s very understanding like that, you see.

Anyway, it had gotten quite late about 9.30 and i had all but given up. Steve was home in his room, Chris off somewhere with zoe.

I’d just gotten out the bath after a long soak with a bottle of chilled chardonnay for company and I was feeling very relaxed.

Going downstairs wrapped in a bathrobe I met John at the bottom, he was looking excited and holding out my mobile.

“It beeped a couple minutes ago….hope you don’t mind but I had a sneaky peek….”

He trails off, a big grin breaking out, spreading across his face, shaking his head before continuing, “….your guna love what he’s called.”

I took the phone, excited too but curious at my hubby’s reaction, what did he mean? I’m guna love what he’s called?

Looking at the text, it read.

(Hi. Thank u for ur number Pippa u served me at the store this morning. Hope I got right number? Txt me when u get this. Chris x)

Chris…..same name as my eldest son, who by the look of my store guy was not much younger.

I look up from the phone wearing a reluctant grin back at John, “Ah….see what you mean.”

So, the object of my lusty attention has the same name as my son who’s probably not much younger than him….not awkward at all.

As if to read my mind John chimes in with a comment that puts an uncomfortable image in my gaziantep zayıf escort head.

“Well….that’s guna be interesting at the point of no return….losing yourself in the moment….calling out his name!”

My face contorts in disgust before snapping at my hubby, “Oh thanks a lot you bastard… for putting that in my bonnet.”

It’s accompanied by a sharp prod in his side as I push past him.

He knows I’m not serious however, and quickly recovers, following me into the living room where we excitedly discuss what my response will be.

And it’s there in our living room, cuddled up on the sofa together that we spend the next hour with Chris, my new boy.

Most of the time is spent texting each other but I do manage to coax a phone call out of him towards the end.

Chris, is painfully shy.

But as mentioned in the past, I can be very persuasive.

The overall impression I get from Chris reminds me very much of Alan, but at the other end of the age spectrum.

Although his circumstances couldn’t be more different.

Through our texting frenzy and subsequent phone call, I discover that Chris is single, he’s just 20 years old and lives with his mum.

But, he assures me, is saving up for the deposit for a flat in town.

He works full time at a food processing factory and has a car.

The awkward part of the conversation is when he asks questions about me.

I don’t feel that I can tell him the truth, it would surely scare him off.

Even revealing that I’m married would almost certainly send him scurrying.

So I lie, telling him I’m divorced.

I do tell him that I have two children, but don’t go into much more detail at this point about my personal circumstances.

I do however, tell Chris how handsome I think he is and express my interest in meeting him in a more social capacity.

Yeap, I take the lead and ask him out on a ‘date’.

It’s obvious he’s very inexperienced, perhaps….and at the same time hopefully…maybe even a virgin as well.

Chris compliments me on my appearance, describing me as very pretty, then agrees to us going out ‘someplace’ for a chat.

The conversation ends with us arranging to meet up the next day after I’ve finished work, at a café in town we both know of.

I tell him I’m looking forward to it and wish Chris sweet dreams.

From his shaky voice and constant swallowing while we spoke, I could almost feel the heat off his blushing face through my phone!

After ending the call I turned to face my excited hubby who had been so patiently listening to us, while I groped the bulge in his trousers.

I too could feel the effects of talking with Chris while John sat close by soaking up every word of our conversation, the phone had been on speaker….

Despite us now regularly meeting up with Mike the gamekeeper, and me taking on both him and John…..it was sometimes these ‘tame’ things that turned us both on the most.

An urge gripped me, one that I knew couldn’t be ignored.

My nipples….hard and swollen….a slick heat between my legs….I had an itch that needed a good scratch…and it couldn’t wait.

Gazing into my hubby’s eyes….he knows what I want.

A silent understanding passes between us.

Giving his hard bulge one last squeeze before I stand up off the sofa and head out the room with John following close behind.

We know where we’re heading….our old refuge in times of need.

The large brick shed in our back garden… it’s been a while….too long a while.

We’ve often used it in the past when the boys were in as somewhere private to…..vent our frustrations.

A shed…hardly romantic….ordinary…mundane even.

However, I’d had some of the best orgasms of my life within its walls.

And this night is no exception.

Once inside with the door bolted we allow our passions to possess us….and consume each other.

In the heat of the moment I am no lady, I behave like a depraved slut.

Practically tearing John’s trousers down before gobbling what he has to offer me.

I devour his swollen cock in a lust fueled frenzy.

I’m vaguely aware as my attention is totally focussed on this one act, that John is struggling with his vocal outlet.

I gaziantep zayıf escort bayan like to think of it as a pressure release, for when things get too much.

Pain and pleasure…they are more related than you might think?

Both evoke a similar response.

Mouth open wide…loud vocalisation.

But this is where the situation draws in my wicked side.

The shed is not exactly sound proof, and I know that John can’t make much noise…

So I have him quite literally…by the balls.

The slippery heat of my mouth combined with the actions of frantic tongue….and my nails….driven into his nut sack.

Oh my goodness me…I love that power trip.

Reducing a big strong man like my hubby to…a quivering wreck.

It doesn’t get much better.

Even with a mouthful of cock I still manage somehow to grin at my hubby’s awkward but exquisite predicament.

Knowing he wants to scream his head off….but can’t…it’s electric.

This level of teasing however, does not go unchallenged for long.

The tables are quickly turned as John decides he’s had enough of playtime, and his dominant side shows me its teeth.

I’m grabbed by the hair and pulled up onto my feet, instantly pushed hard against the shed wall…there pinned in a passionate embrace.

As we kiss, tongues entwined, I feel him getting ready.

Grasping my upper thighs in a strong vice like grip…I instinctively wrap my legs around him…letting him take my weight….feeling his thing brush against my moist slit once….once more…then finding the target…easily sliding home.

All the way up, deep inside.

Despite needing to stay quiet I let slip a squeal of delight.

Oh god….I so need it.

So….fucking desperately need it.

Closing my eyes and trying hard not to cry out, I’m quickly taken away to that special place.

Our joint passion combining to produce a dizzy climax.

I’m left shaking and gasping for air, desperately holding on to John who too is soon in the grip of a climax spasm.

In the breathless aftermath, my hubby locked up tight against me…I feel it.

That most sweetly erotic, almost indescribable sensation of being filled.

Warm pulsing, deep within…

A quiet, special moment between the pair of us… oh so familiar lovers.

There have been many other’s, but there’s only one for me.

I kiss his neck tenderly while he finishes, feeling him calming down, the passion ebbing away.

This part of any coupling always fascinates me…feeling all that energy slowly draining…

With the last pulses gone, he kisses me tenderly on the lips before I disembark my special ride, unfurling my legs from around him and placing unsteady feet back on the ground.

Looking down past the open bathrobe between my legs, in the half light cast by a nearby street lamp, I can see he’s made a mess.

Pearly goo is running down the inside of both thighs….time to clean up.

As we’re doing so I’m vaguely aware of John grumbling, something about his back, still dizzy from a dynamite climax I’m not taking in properly what he’s saying.

It’s not until we’re back in the house that I realise what’s wrong…..what I have done.

It’s a warm night and John isn’t wearing anything on his top half, he turns with his back to me and I see it.

Deep scratches adorn my hubby’s upper back area, there’s blood, a lot of it streaking down to his trousers waistband.

“Oh shit….oh no…John…I’m so sorry….let me….”

I trail off while retrieving some tissues to soak up the blood.

Guilt hits me full on, I’ve made a right mess of him.

But John takes it in his stride, playing it down to save my feelings by joking that he will have something to show the guy’s at work tomorrow.

However, I do realise that this is an issue with me that I need to try and address.

I get so carried away, so lost in the moment that I’m not really in control of my actions.

And now I’ve hurt someone I love.

After I’ve tended to my hubby’s wounds we retire to the living room, have another drink to calm down, and discuss my upcoming date.

One thing appears certain, Chris is different from my ‘usual’ fellas.

Young, inexperienced, and most notably… unattached.

Most of the men I’ve been with up to that point have been married, or much older than me.

But it’s this detail, about Chris not having anyone, that in our haste and excitement we overlook and fail to take into account.

This little detail does end up becoming an issue later on.

However, for the moment all I can do is focus on that upcoming first ‘date’ and what might happen….

End of chapter 8.

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CHAPTER 2

It has been a few weeks since Brandon and Kristen discovered that they had a mutual interest in finding a female partner to play with. They had joked and kidded each other about it ever since, but neither had brought the subject up in a serious conversation again until now…

While they were getting ready for their Saturday night dinner date, Brandon watched Kristen as she reached around behind her back and secured the eye hooks of her black lace bra.

“Damn, she has the greatest figure,” he thought. “Those tits and that ass of hers still get me hard as a rock every time I see her.” The proof was steadily rising in the crotch of his Docker’s.

Just then Kristen turned towards him and smiled as she spied the bulge in his pants. Standing there with nothing on but a lacy bra and black lace thong panties she was a sight to behold. Her shoulder length auburn hair was streaked with copper, and her piercing ocean blue eyes sparkled in the softness of the bedroom lighting. The hint of a healthy tan still apparent on her silky smooth skin although it was well into the fall.

“What?” Kristen said, laughing. She knew what he was thinking, that was why she was getting dressed so slowly. “Is that a flashlight in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?”

Giggling, she placed her hands on her hips and stuck her chest out a little. A slight bow of her head while looking up at him with a pout on her lips and a seductive glint in her eyes was all the effect she needed.

Brandon grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, crushing her almost naked body against his raging hard on. He bent his head and kissed her upturned mouth passionately. Reaching up, he grabbed a handful of her hair playfully, loving the feel of those soft copper strands running through his fingers. Tugging gently he broke their kiss and she looked up at him with an innocent/naughty smile.

“Did I do that?” Kristen smirked, no longer able to keep that expression of little girl innocence on her face as she rubbed her hand along the crotch of his pants.

“You know you did. You always do that to me. Ever since I met you in college you’ve done that to me. I take one look at you and my dick has a mind of its own.” Brandon laughed. “It just took you a few years to figure that out and let me get into your panties.”

“Oh, I knew it, I just thought I’d make you sweat a little first.” Kristen sighed, pouting that mischievous look again. “You had to earn it, big boy.”

“I’ve earned it by now, haven’t I?”

“Several times over, as a matter of fact. Now come here, earn it again.” Kristen reached out and grabbed him by the waistband of his Docker’s, pulling him into her.

Brandon obliged willingly. As she unbuttoned his pants, he reached between her legs and ran his fingers up and down the length of her soaking wet panties. He could feel her hot juices running down her thighs. He pushed aside the fabric and glided two fingers into her wet slit, his thumb finding her hard little nub and massaging it lovingly.

Kristen, having undone Brandon’s pants, snaked her hand inside his jockeys and grabbed a hold of his huge erection, stroking it and rubbing her thumb in circles around its throbbing head, the drops of pre-cum lubricating as she continued.

“You really need to fuck me now, Brandon.” Kristen panted, her breath hot and steamy on his neck.

“Your wish is my command.” Brandon replied as he lifted her slightly and lowered her on to the bed. Her feet were still on the floor, but she was on her back bent over the bed, fully exposed to him.

Not bothering to remove her thong panties, he just pushed them further aside with his thumb and guided his cock into her hot, wet, waiting cunt with his cinsel bilgiler other hand. Sliding into her juicy wet slit, he buried all eight inches into her, his balls slapping on her ass. Pumping slowly, teasing her, loving the look of want in her eyes.

He reached up and grabbed hold of her lace covered, perfectly round breasts as she braced her knees on his chest, allowing him even deeper access to her. Brandon found her hard erect nipples through the lace and rolled then between thumbs and fingers.

The rough feeling of the lace against her hard sensitive nipples was excruciatingly wonderful. Kristen had a thing for pain/ pleasure – especially when it came to her nipples. She loved it when he was rough with them, pinching and pulling at them without mercy. She moaned loudly in response.

It didn’t take long for either one of them to reach a climax at the heightened state they were already in. Brandon quickened his pace, thrusting into Kristen’s pussy harder and faster. She responded by lifting her hips and matching him thrust for thrust. Her breath catching in her throat, her fingernails digging into the soft down comforter searching for a grip.

“Harder!” Kristen screamed as the pressure deep in the core of her body built itself up, rising, aching to be released. “Oh… My…. God!” she panted, “I’m cumming….”, as her body shook in ecstasy, trembling and shivering as the orgasm flowed through her. Her sweet, hot juices flowing over Brandon’s cock and gushing out around it.

The feeling of her muscles contracting around his cock as he pumped into her was the end for Brandon. He growled low in his throat and with one huge drive of his hips he jammed his throbbing, engorged muscle deep inside her and exploded. His cock shot stream after stream of hot semen deep into her. Kristen could feel the pulsing and the jets of cum spraying into her womb, causing a series of aftershock spasms in her belly and vagina. She wrapped her legs around his hips, holding him inside her, relishing the feeling of being so completely taken.

When the tidal waves of passion had subsided, Brandon collapsed on top of Kristen, letting out a satisfied sigh. “Damn, you really know how to get the best out of me, don’t you.”

“Yes, I do. And what an outstanding performance it was.” she smiled at him, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

CHAPTER 3

After they revived a little, they jumped into the shower together, lovingly lathering each other up, and rinsing off together.

They were both ravenous by now, having replaced dinner with a roll in the hay, so they dressed quickly and headed out to dinner. Driving down the highway, they held hands like teenagers, their fingers entwined.

Since they had missed their reservations at their favorite restaurant by about two hours, they thought it probably wasn’t a good idea to just drop in now. Instead they headed for the Pinetree, a little bar and grill that had great cheeseburgers and cold beer.

After they had sat down at one of the high boy tables surrounding the U-shaped bar, a tall,thin beautiful brunette waitress came over to take their order. Kristen had a moment to glance down at the girl’s spectacular chest while she was telling them the specials of the evening.

As satisfied as she was from the earlier tryst with Brandon, or maybe because of it, she found herself getting hot again at the sight of this waitresses nipples protruding through the thin cloth of her white button down shirt. She reached across the underside of the table with her leg and ran her foot seductively up Brandon’s thigh, stopping in the center.

Brandon jumped slightly, but didn’t miss a beat as he gave the girl their order. cinsellik bilgileri When she left to deliver the order of burgers and fries to the kitchen and grab the Killian’s drafts they had ordered, he smiled wickedly at Kristen. “What was that for, as if I didn’t know. She was cute, wasn’t she? Nice tits.”

Just then the waitress returned with their beers. “Here you are, two Killian’s. You’re burgers will be out in just a little while. My name is Sami, if you need anything else, just let me know.” As Sami finished her sentence she turned to Kristen and smiled. “Just let me know,” she repeated, looking right into Kristen’s eyes and winking. Then, she turned and walked toward the kitchen, swaying her hips provocatively as she walked away.

Kristen giggled, “I think she was hitting on me. Did you see her wink at me?”

“Yes, I saw it. I think you may be right. I think she’s into you, but what about me?” Brandon affected a hurt look. “Usually the girls are hitting on me, I feel left out.” A playful pout came across his face.

“Well, I guess it’s my turn.” Kristen laughed, enjoying the attention, and the hot, wet feeling in her panties. She squirmed a little on the stool, rubbing her thighs together and wriggling the seam of her jeans into her swollen clit. “My turn.”

A different waitress brought their burgers to the table, explaining that Sami was busy with another table and didn’t want them to have to wait. Brandon and Kristen thanked her and started to dine on the delicious burgers and hot crispy french fries.

After they had finished eating, Kristen excused herself and went around the side of the bar and down the hallway to the ladies room. As she pushed open the door, she saw a familiar white shirt and cute tight ass bending over the sink looking into the mirror applying lipstick. Not turning her head but looking through the mirror instead, Sami smiled invitingly at Kristen.

“How was the meal? I’m sorry I couldn’t get back to check on you. I got swamped with a table of 10 so I had Jenny bring you your food.”

“It was great, as usual. I hope you made out okay with that big table, they can be a hassle.” Kristen returned, knowing from her college days what a pain a large group can be to wait on.

“Oh, they were fine, that group is here about twice a month, so they know us girls pretty well. They tip really well, too.” Sami replied as she turned toward Kristen. “I just wish they would have sat in Jenny’s section tonight so I could have given you my full attention.” Sami flashed a seductive smile at Kristen and took a step towards her. “I’m sorry if I’m about to offend you but I can’t help it. You are the most attractive woman I think I have ever met.”

Kristen, a little surprised by her boldness but completely turned on at the same time, could only stammer back, “I’m not offended at all, flattered actually.” She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, turning them a shade of crimson. There was another source of heat brewing in her loins, making her already moist panties much wetter.

Sami reached her hand out and gently placed it on Kristen’s arm, caressing it slowly. “Would you mind then if I kissed you? I’ve been thinking that I would like to ever since I saw you a few months ago when I started working here. I just never had the chance or the nerve.”

“I…I don’t think I would mind. I’ve never done this before, but it’s crossed my mind in my daydreams.”

Before either of them could change their minds, Sami leaned in and gently placed her soft, full lips over Kristen’s. Kristen pressed back, slowly opening her mouth as Sami did the same, their tongues finding each other and dancing lazily, exploring uncharted cinsel bilgi territory.

The soft gentle kiss turned more urgent, their lips pressing harder into each other, their tongues wrestling. Sami gripped Kristen’s arm tighter and Kristen placed her hands on the soft skin of Sami’s cheeks, feeling the burning heat of her flesh.

Sami’s free hand tentatively hovered above Kristen’s breast. She slowly lowered it so that it was barely touching the firm globe and hardened nipple poking through its lacy confines. Just this soft whisper of a touch sent visible shivers through Kristen’s body.

“Shower fantasies are good, but God, I’m going to cum in my pants and we haven’t even ventured down there yet”, Kristen thought, her mind and senses reeling.

Kristen slowly ran her hands down the contours of Sami’s exquisitely soft neck and over her shoulders. She paused a moment, a little unsure of herself. Then her desire took over and she lowered the palms of her hands to encase the huge, firm orbs that had gotten her so hot to begin with. She massaged Sami’s tits through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra circling her protruding nipples with her thumbs, evoking a low moan of pleasure from Sami.

As they continued to kiss and fondle each other, both of them had lost track of time. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it opened a crack. Both women jumped back, surprised. “Sami, are you in there? You’re table of ten is looking for you.” It was Jenny. She was trying to open the door further, but Sami’s foot had quickly moved back to block it.

Trying to compose themselves quickly, the women looked into the mirror to inspect for evidence of their encounter as Sami answered Jenny. “I’ll be right there, thanks Jenn. Out in a second.” Jenny mumbled a quiet okay, and let the door close.

Kristen and Sami looked at each other and began to giggle like school girls. “I have to work until eleven, do you think we could get together after that?” Sami asked through her giggle fit.

“We can, if you don’t mind my boyfriend being there. He would enjoy this tremendously.” Kristen tried to stop laughing and fix her disheveled appearance in the mirror.

“No, I don’t mind. I was hoping that he could join us, actually.” With that Sami leaned over and kissed Kristen’s cheek, leaving a fresh lipstick stain for her to wipe off. “How do we work this out?”

“Why don’t Brandon and I pick you up at the end of your shift. We live about 20 miles from here, so we could go back to our place.” Kristen was eager to return to Brandon and explain all of this to him.

“That would be perfect. I will see you at eleven then.” Another peck on the cheek and Sami was out the door, rushing to save her big tip.

Kristen took a couple of extra minutes to compose herself and figure out the right way to tell Brandon and then she herself returned to the bar.

As he watched Kristen walked over to their table, Brandon thought he could see a flush in her cheeks that hadn’t been there when she left. There was also the fact that it had just taken her 25 minutes to go to the bathroom. He knew women were slow in there, but that was a little long, even for her. As Kristen got closer, Brandon could see a mischievous smile come across her lips.

“What took you so long? I was about to send some one in to check on you.” Brandon acted concerned, but he knew she was okay by the smirk on her face.

“There was already some one in there. Our waitress, Sami.” Kristen replied, and then, figuring what the hell, added, “We’re picking her up here at eleven and taking her back to our place tonight.”

Brandon, who had just taken a large swallow of his beer, almost choked. “We’re what? What the hell happened in that bathroom, anyway?”

“Let’s just say that you are going to get your wish, and my shower fantasy is going to become a real life fantasy.” Kristen smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.

Brandon could smell the distinct scent of a musky perfume that definitely was not Kristen’s…

(to be continued… soon)

Copyright 2003 Harley Girl

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From the Diary of David:

Tonight was a first. I thought of my sister as I masturbated. Sure, there had been other nights where she had come across my mind, but tonight, all I thought about was her. It didn’t take long to get excited with the mental picture I had of her in my mind.

She was wearing her little black shorts with “SEXY” written across the ass, and a tight red tank top. I imagined her asking me to take down the straps of her tank top with my teeth, while my hands massaged her ass. In my fantasy with my sister, she kept whispering in my ear that I was a bad boy and only she could tame me. I liked that a lot. She threw me down on the floor and straddled me, her scantily clad pussy grinding against my erection. I buried my face in her tits and her hands grabbed hold of my cock and started stroking my shaft.

The actual sight in my room wasn’t nearly as romantic as what I was picturing. My pajama bottoms were around my ankles as I knelt on my carpeted floor. I grasped a wad of tissue in my left hand, waiting for my cum, while my right hand was busy stroking my cock. How badly I wanted it to be my sisters’ hand, or even better, her mouth. I was breathing heavily with each stroke, and occasionally her name would escape my mouth.

I’m not exactly sure at what point she walked into my room, but I wish she would have joined me instead of just watched. “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked, and I came. Screaming her name, I came into my wad of tissue, which at this point was shredded because of my grip. My sister had caught me masturbating, which in itself wasn’t all that bad. But she had caught me thinking of her.

My eyes jerked open, and I slowly looked over at my sister. Beads of sweat dripped down my face, as my cock emptied out into the tissue in my hand. ‘What am I gonna do,’ I thought. ‘What is she going to do? I hope she doesn’t tell Mom and Dad.’

With my shaft still in my hand but quickly losing its stiffness, I just regained my composure and stared at my sister. It was all I could do.

— 3 months ago —

Lately, the more I look at Amber, the more I realize just how pretty she is. I probably shouldn’t think of her this way because she’s my sister, but it’s true. Her body, her smile, her personality…perfect. I don’t know why she’s single, but I like it that way. Now, I’m the only man in her life besides Dad…but he wouldn’t notice her the way I do.

Being two years apart, we have always been as close as siblings can be. There are fights, and the times that we act like we hate each other. But when it comes down to it, there is a loving bond that exists between Amber and me. We became closer as we got older, and for some reason, I started noticing more things about her than I ever had. Her full pouty lips that glistened from her lip gloss. How thick and rich her chestnut hair was. The way her fingernails and toenails always matched. I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t help studying her body. Luckily for me, she’ll be home more often now that she graduated college…until she finds her own place.

Then it happened…

The first time she entered my mind while I had my cock in my hand drove me crazy. Her body, well her feet, was the last thing I imagined before I came. I didn’t know what to make of it. Why had my sister, of all people, invaded my mind while I was pleasing myself? I tried to shrug it off and tell myself it was an accident.

Little by little, however, she crept into my mind more and more while I was masturbating. It might sound weird to you, but the orgasms I had picturing my sister were the best. Every time I came thinking of her, my knees would buckle escort hikayeleri and I fell to the floor. That hadn’t happened since the first time I explored myself. She’s the reason that I make sure I’m kneeling every time I jerk off.

— 2 months ago —

Wow. Well tonight I did something I can’t take back. While everyone was out of the house, I masturbated in my sister’s room. It didn’t take long at all for me to climax. With the fear of getting caught and her perfume filling the air, I was just about done the second I walked through her door. No one’s going to know though. Not now at least. Not until I see if she has feelings for me.

The next morning I wasn’t able to look at my sister the same way, and I think she knew something was up.

“What’s with you today?” she asked.

When I get nervous, I tend to stutter a little bit.

“W-what d-do you mean? N-nothing’s wrong,” I lied. (See what I mean about stuttering?)

“You just seem…off,” she replied. “Like you did something wrong and you’re not telling me.”

“Well, uhh yeah, I mean no. I d-didn’t do anything wrong,” I blurted.

“Then could you please stop looking at me like that?”

I don’t think she bought any of what I said. Who would though? I’ve never been good at lying, and this was a situation where the ability to lie was very important. I wanted to tell her what had happened, but she wouldn’t have understood. I still don’t understand why I did it. I still don’t understand why I’m getting these kinds of feelings all of a sudden. ‘Maybe it’s just a phase,’ I tell myself.

I really need to learn how to lie…

— 1 month ago —

I think she might be on to me.

I thought masturbating in her room had been bad enough. This time I stole a pair of her flip flops…while everyone was home. Part of me wanted to get caught so everything would be out in the open. Part of me was glad that I wasn’t caught…well not completely caught.

When I came home from work, everyone was downstairs. My sister looked beautiful. She was lying down on the couch wearing a pair of guys’ gym shorts (were they mine?), which looked really sexy on her, and a white tank top. I think that’s what made me want to sneak into her room. I was turned on, and she, along with my parents, was downstairs.

I started to climb the stairs, but needed to take one more look at her. My mom called up at me, “Are you going to watch some TV with us David?”

Damn. “Yeah, I’ll be down in a few minutes Ma,” I yelled as I headed up to my room.

Amber’s room is across the hall from mine. I kicked open my door and threw my bag in there, not caring where it landed. I needed to act fast if I wanted to take something from her room. In a couple months, she would be in her own place, and I wanted something to remember her by.

Her door was closed, like it always was, and I had to quickly push it open in order to avoid the loud creaking sound her hinges made (a trick I learned when I masturbated in her room.) As the door flew open, her perfume hit me in the face, and I got that feeling in my knees again. Shit.

Get in.

Take something.

Get out.

But what?

Think.

“Got it,” I whispered to myself.

When I started noticing more about my sister, I found out that I had a foot fetish. I never had it until I stared at her all the time. Her toes were perfect, and I wondered what they would taste like. Luckily for me, Amber loved to wear flip flops all the time and had quite the collection. She bought multiples of the same color, and I loved her gaziantep escort hikayeleri worn green ones.

‘I’m doing her a favor,’ I told myself, justifying why I was about to steal her flip flops.

The ones I took from her closet are a pair that was well worn. The oils from her skin had left behind a dark footprint. Size 7.5. And now they were mine.

Once I took her sandals, I realized I had no way to smuggle her flip flops back undetected. Why did I have to throw my bag in my room? Even though I knew everyone was downstairs, I didn’t want to take any chances. I did the only thing I could to hide her flip flops, and stuck them in my pants. I draped my shirt over what stuck out, and turned around.

Amber was in the doorway.

Shit.

‘What am I gonna do?’ I thought.

“What are you doing in my room David?” she asked, very unpleasantly.

“I-I uhh, was looking for one of my b-books,” I said (I really need to learn how to lie.)

“What book?”

She wasn’t buying it.

What came out of my mouth next seemed to take an eternity.

“M-my s-sketch book,” I finally mustered up. “I c-can’t find it.”

“Well, it’s not in here,” she said. “So get out.”

I didn’t say anything else. I just left her room.

When I entered my own room, I shut the door. My face was covered with sweat, and my nerves were making me shake. But I was proud of myself. Not only did I manage to get my sisters’ flip flops, but I was also able to make up an excuse for being caught in her room.

I threw her flip flops behind my door, and put on some shorts to be more comfortable. I went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I made my way downstairs and watched TV with my parents. My heart was still racing.

— Present —

Amber looked at me, and then stuck her head out into the hallway. She quickly shut my door and locked it behind her.

Confused, she asked, “Were you just thinking of me while…” her voice trailed off.

I simply nodded ‘yes.’

She looked away and noticed her flip flops behind my door.

She pointed to them and started to talk. “Are those m-,” is all she got out before I cut her off.

“Look,” I started. “I’m really sorry Amber. I took those the day I -,”

“Lost your sketch book,” she interrupted.

I nodded.

She shifted her weight to her left foot, and started to open her mouth.

Nothing came out.

She shifted her weight to her right foot and pointed at me in a scolding fashion.

Nothing came out.

I caught her looking at my cock, and I started to smile.

I didn’t know what to expect her to say. I opened my mouth to apologize, but she cut me off.

“I could’ve just given you my flip flops had you asked David.”

Now I was confused.

She crossed my room and sat on my bed. She crossed her right leg over her left and dangled it a few feet in front of my face.

“I had no idea you had a foot fetish,” she said, pointing at me with her toes.

“I didn’t…until I noticed yours Amber,” I confessed.

She bit her lip and stuck both feet out to me.

“Show me how much you like my feet David,” she demanded.

I crawled to her awaiting feet, and I stored the big toe of her right foot in my mouth. I heard her moan as I sucked on her toe. I grabbed her left foot and placed it on my chest. She started massaging my chest and stomach with her foot. Her nails scraped along my flesh each time she brought her foot up to my nipples.

I took her toe out of my mouth and started escort gaziantep hikayeleri kissing her soles. Starting at her heel, I gave her feet little kisses. When my mouth reached her toes, I spread them apart with my tongue.

My cock hardened again while I was kissing her feet. Her left foot found my erection, and she slid her toes down my shaft. Her first two toes spread open, trying to fit around my girth.

“You don’t deserve to fuck my feet yet David,” she scolded.

I continued sucking on her toes, fitting three of them in my mouth. They tasted as great as I imagined. I picked up her left foot and started to give her a massage. My fingers gently pressed into her soles, massaging them in circles.

Amber took her feet away from me and rested both of them on my face. “Breathe in,” she demanded.

I took deep breaths of my sisters’ feet. They were as fragrant as her room had been, and I didn’t want to stop…but she made me.

Amber brought her wet foot down to my thighs, and rested her big toe on the head of my cock. “You can fuck my feet when this foot is wet,” she informed me.

My tongue quickly ran along her soles. I needed another release. I sucked on each of her toes, making sure they were all as nice and wet as her other foot. I ran my tongue up from her heel to the tips of her toes, and smiled at her. She told me to lie down on the floor and she would take care of the rest.

My cock was standing straight up in the air as I was on my carpeted floor. Two times tonight I would cum with my sister on my mind…only this time, she was helping.

She sat on the floor next to me, and placed her toes on either side of my cock. Slowly, she would bring them up and down my shaft. When her toes reached my head, she would lightly tap each side with her big toe. I wanted to explode.

She squeezed her toes around my shaft and started to stroke me faster. She began urging me on. Insisting that I cum all over her feet. She wanted me to let her know when I was about to cum, so I could jack off on the top of her feet. She said she had something else in store for me.

We changed around our positions. She was now on her back with her feet in the air, and I was back on my knees. I cupped her feet around my cock, and started fucking her them. Each time I thrust forward, my balls slapped against her heels. I was close to cumming, and it was with my sister.

Amber reached her arms back and picked up one of the flip flops I had stolen from her room. She started teasing me by licking the dark foot print that had remained. I couldn’t take it anymore. I held her feet out in front of me like she wanted, and I came on her toes.

Even though I was on my knees, the force of my orgasm caused me to buckle and hit the floor. I was out of breath, and tired. That’s when I heard her giggling.

“Did you forget that I had something else in store for you David?” she playfully asked.

‘I can’t take anymore,’ I thought.

“Clean your cum off my feet and I won’t tell Mom and Dad what I caught you doing tonight.”

I had never tasted my cum before, but I really didn’t want my parents finding out anything. I knew what I had to do but I must have taken too long to respond.

“I’m waiting David,” she said dangling her feet in the air.

I picked myself up from the floor, beat, and started cleaning off my sisters’ feet.

“I could always use someone to pay half the bills at my place David. Just think. We can be together whenever we want without any worries.”

I couldn’t pass up an offer like that. When her feet were clean, we told our parents I’d be moving in with Amber. They were hesitant at first, only because my sister was 21, and I was still only 19. They eventually came around though. I think the idea of an empty house appealed to them more than anything.

My sister and I walked upstairs holding hands. I kissed her in the hallway, and turned to go in my room. She grabbed the sleeve of my shirt, and tugged me into her bedroom.

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*school bell rings*

“Hey Jessica do you wanna hang out today?”

“Oh sorry Sarah, I can’t. My dad n I are having a father daughter thing so….maybe Tuesday?”

“Sure, call me.”

“Ok, I will.”

My mom normally gets me from school, but she’s visiting her side of the family for the holidays. Since my dads side has all passed, he’s got me for winter break while my mom’s away. I’m pretty excited; I always have fun when I’m with my Dad. I wonder if anything’s going to be different since I turned 18 a few days ago.

*car horn honking*

Looking both ways up and down the street, I dart across to my dads black suburban and hop in.

“Hey Dad, thank God you have the heater on, I know how you like the cold.”

“Well hello to you too sweetie.”

“So what’re we gunna do for the three weeks I have off?”

“You’ll see, I’ve got lots planned” my dad replies.

As we pulled into the drive way I noticed dad wasn’t wearing his ring. My parents have been divorced for several months but I never thought he’d take it off just yet. As we got in the house, I took off my coat, my dad did the same.

“I’m gunna watch some news before I put the movie in.”

“Ok cool, I’m just gunna shower first.”

When I run up the stairs I get that old familiar feeling. The feeling where my lips are sliding together and my underwear is clinging to me right between my slit. Oh gosh, I haven’t been this wet in months. It’s been so long since I’ve seen my Dad; I had forgotten how handsome he was. His name was Jack, he was 6’1″, green eyes, shaved head, strong shoulders and arms, no 6 pack but no beer belly either, with a killer warm smile. That’s my dad for ya.

I got to my room and went to see if my batteries were still good in my vibrator… *buzz …..zzzZZZZ* yup, still good. I quickly got undressed, and stopped myself when I passed the mirror to my door. I turned to face it, dropped my towel and toy, and stared for a bit. I gave myself a once and twice over glance…then began to study my body, all 5’8” of me. I focused on my full medium length hair, dirty blonde and how it draped around the tops of my shoulders. Then down to my soft arms and delicate hands. Nicely decorated with pale pink nail polish.

Then I glance over my chest, full 38in C cups with big pink areolas, with tiny knobby nipples. I move down to my waist, 35in to be exact. I glide my palms over my ribs and squeeze in tight on my waist. It makes me think of being bound, which I have yet to be. I release and then move down to my 48in wide, soft hips, and round ass. An ass I’ve been told is very spank-able. I personally love it when I feel the sting of the smack and my cheeks become bright red and flushed with blood. Almost so sensitive it hurts to sit the next day. Then I look over my thick, shapely thighs, and strong calves. I turn to the side and take in my silhouette, giving myself a once over. Then I remember the shower.

I grabbed the towel and ran for the shower with vibe in hand. The water felt so good. It was super cold outside. My toes hurt when the hot water flowed down my body. After standing under the stream for a few minutes, I reached out from the shower curtain and grabbed my turquoise g spot vibe. Long and slender with a tilted bulbous head. I begin caressing my body, dragging my finger tips along my neck, down to my left breast, and pinching the nipple. I bite my lip from the sting, getting hotter with each gallon of water that passes over my body.

I turn on my vibe in my right hand, on the low setting. I begin running it over my nipples and down my tummy, and begin rubbing along my slit, and push it between my lips so it hits my clit. I jump when it does. I lift up my left leg to make a 125 degree angle and place it on the shower wall in front of me. Doing so opens me up, my legs open, my lips open, wide. Hungry for pleasure. I position the head of the toy right above my clit; I begin to ride my toy.

I gaziantep escort numaraları let the warm water cascade over me and I slip the head inside me, my muscles clench around it when the thought of me being pleased by my father slips inside my head. This does happen quite often. He’s the man I’ve always wanted. Sexy, strong, protective…all I have to do is think of him and I’m turned on. As I’m picturing him in front of me in the shower, I begin to pump my toy in and out of me, a little harder with each thrust. I picture my Daddy instead of my toy, pumping in and out of me harder and faster. A few minutes go by and I’m ready to cum. But I stop myself right on the brink and put the toy aside.

I finish up my shower and get dressed to go downstairs. I pass through the kitchen arch way in my pink slippers, red flannel draw string pants, and a tight white tank. I wanted to look good for my dad so I skipped on the bra. “Hey dad” I said as I walked passed him to get a glass of water. I walked to the living room and got under the thick heavy blanket on the couch and got all snugly. Still creamy from my shower I clenched my legs together when I got comfy and accidentally let out a soft moan.

“Are you ok?” my dad asks

“Oh ya…I’m fine”

My dad finally came and sat next to me after the popcorn was made.

“So…What’re we watchin’?” I say with a smile.

“Just some old horror flick” he replies

“Ok cool”

I pulled back the blanket so Dad could get in, he let me lay on him and cuddle up on his right arm before he pressed play. The movie was the original Halloween, with the soundtrack on loud. As the movie played, all I could think about was how wet I still was. I grabbed for my dads hand during the scary scenes. Every now and then I’d accidentally brush against his crotch when I jumped. It was getting late and, I was becoming tired. I lowered my head to my Dads lap and drifted to sleep.

Apparently I slept through the whole movie because I woke up in my bed the next morning. I got up, went down stairs and found my dad making breakfast. My favorite, french toast n powdered sugar.

“Sorry I fell asleep on you last night.”

“Uhm that’s fine, take a seat…there’s something I wanna talk to you ’bout”

I thought it was odd, but did as I was told and hoped it wasn’t anything bad. He handed me my breakfast and some OJ. I sat there eating curious beyond belief about what he had to talk to me about. He sat there, drinking coffee. As I was cutting up my french toast he asks me

“Do you remember what happened last night?”

To which I responded, “I remember us watching Halloween and then I passed out before it was over. Oh by the way, thanks for taking me upstairs to bed”

The next few words came to a bit of a shock.

“Jess, when you fell asleep, you began…moaning” A long pause happened. “Moaning and touching yourself…”

My cheeks became so red and flushed; I could feel my face getting hot. So many thoughts began racing through my head that I forgot to chew the rest of the french toast that was in my mouth. Dad wasn’t done talking though.

“…and saying…Daddy. Oh Daddy, yes…upon other things.” I bashfully look up at him with worry in my eye.

“How long have you been having thoughts like this?” he asks

“Truth?”

“Always” he said.

“For a few years.”

Then I ramble on. “I’m sorry dad it’s just that….I’ve always thought you were so sexy….and I don’t know why mom divorced you and I’m sorry I don’t know what to say, I’m so embarrassed, are you mad? I’m sorry dad. It’s just that…etc” And so on I ramble, my dads worried face began to soften, and before long I was out of words. I put my hands back on the table to try and finish my breakfast; I could only take one more bite before I tried to leave the table. I was almost out of the kitchen arch way when he said…

“Wait”.

I gaziantep escort bayan numaraları stood there gulping my food down in embarrassment and turned around slowly. Standing there with my hands behind my back and my feet pressed together. Waiting for his words, He gets up and walks towards me, stands in front of me and lifts my head up by my chin and looks me in the eye “go up stairs to your room and wait for me”.

Puzzled, I do as I’m told without a word said. I went up stairs and sat in the middle of my bed. Twenty minutes go by and I have no clue what to think, except I think I’m in trouble.

“Are you thirsty? Do you want water?” He yells from downstairs.

“Uh ya sure, thanks” I quickly reply.

A few minutes later he comes up stairs with two glasses of water in hand and my toy that I stupidly left in the shower. Again, I’m beet red embarrassed. I bring my palm to my face and pull my knees to my chest.

“Are there any other toys that you have that I should know about?” he asks.

I reluctantly remove my right hand from my face and point to the bottom drawer on my night stand. I gasp as I see him lean forward and reach to open it. The sound of wood sliding against wood as he opens the drawer, gives me chills. There it is my black box.

He pulls it out and sets it between us. I look at him with a questionable and worried look on my face. He opens my box and puts the top on the floor. He snoops around inside and finds a variety of items. He dumps the box out onto my white comforter, and there lies my exposed, pleasure chest if you will.

My box entails, some black nylon rope, black blindfolds, a black ball gag with holes in it to be able to breathe, three dice with words written on all sides. As well as clothes pins, tons of different sized batteries, and my two of the three vibrators. There’s the turquoise one that my dad brought in, and my silver bullet with a clear, very knobby sleeve, with a remote to it with eight speeds. I can barely get to 5 without cumming. Last but not least, my anal probe, its purple and the shaft gradually gets bigger, going towards the base, five inches long. They all vibrate.

There we are, sitting and staring at my toys. I wait in anticipation of what will happen next. As seconds pass, my dad asks me to show him what I do with the toys.

I’m in shock, frozen there for a minute, my dad continues to say, “come on, show me”. So I do as I’m told.

So I take what I normally use, all three toys and move everything else out of the way. So I then scoot myself towards the head of my bed and surround myself with pillows. I sit there, knees bent up with a bit of butterflies going on inside.

I stare at him, then I lift myself up to lower my pants and boy short underwear, to my ankles n then lift up my feet and look at him to remove my bottoms. I shudder as I lower my feet to the bed. I look down and take a deep breath in before I realize what’s going to happen, my fantasy. I open my knees, and spread them wide, almost to where it starts to hurt my inner thighs. I begin.

I begin with letting my hands caress my body, rubbing my thighs and chest with a bit of quiver in my hands. I pinch my nipples hard, and then lick my finger tips to wet them. I blow on my nipples making them stand with the breeze. As I grab my bullet toy, I then spread my lips open, and lay the toy on my clit and then wrap my lips around it. I turn it on, one click to start. Then I turn on my turquoise toy on low, then set it at the opening of my pussy and just let the blood flow to it. Then I grab the purple toy, and realize I’m out of lube.

I lay my head back onto the wall and look at my dad. I muster the courage to say, “I’m out of lube dad…” He then jumps up like a spring and heads out of my room, he then comes back with a tiny bottle of it, vanilla flavored by the way.

I escort gaziantep numaraları blush n say “thanks dad, can you help me?”

I close my knees, grasp the toy and turn over so my ass is sticking in the air and I turn my head to face my dad.

“Can you squeeze a little on my asshole?” I wait anxiously for the answer.

“Yes.” He leans over and spread my cheeks a little, I inhale fast and grab the sheets as I feel the drops hit my skin and then spread out.

I swallow the spit that’s collected in my mouth from the excitement and turn on the purple toy and place the tip at the entrance of my asshole. I let the vibration wake up my nerves for what’s about to happen. I slowly push the toy in and out, centimeter by centimeter. In the process of turning over, my turquoise toy fell onto the comforter. As I reached for my remote, I asked my dad if he would help me please myself.

He picked up the bulbous headed toy and got into position, I spread my legs for him and held my bullet on my clit and clicked the button two more times. I let out a few moans and let my breath become heavy. All while my dad sat there, staring at his baby girl pleasing herself for him. Holding the toy on her clit, and the other fucking her big ass, all for him.

Meanwhile I am yearning for him to put the toy inside me, I clear my throat… “Daddy… can you put the toy in me?” I turn my head and look in the mirror on my dresser, and look at our reflections. As I do that, he slowly slides the toy in and turns up the intensity. I clench and quiver in different spots all over my body, closing and holding my eyes tight. My breathing becomes un-even and even more heavy. I open my eyes as he angles the toy to hit my g-spot every time he pushes it in and pulls it out.

I moan loudly “oooh fuck Daddy….oooh, toy fuck your little girl. Mmmmm. Oh yaaa. Uhhh uhhh”

In doing so, I push my purple toy further into my puckered asshole, passing the muscles, and turning the knob to just under high. Then I click the button on my bullet vibe, 2 more times and maneuver my lips to spread and get the toy on just the right spot. My clit is completely swollen and full of blood. Yet my clit is still covered by its hood.

I set two of the knobs on the sleeve of the toy, on either side of my clit and push down. I’m dripping wet and almost too slippery. I get a good grip and pull my lips up, so the skin on and around my clit is taught. Mean while my asshole is getting a good, deep fucking, while my daddy pleases my… his pussy. I’m near an orgasm. I feel my feet get tingly, my calves and thighs clenching, my breath becoming short and quick.

“I’m gunna cum” I say aloud.

My dad quickens his pace and turns both toys on high for me. My dad keeps the head of the toy just behind the entrance of my pussy; I inhale quickly, and inhale quickly again.

“Oh God Daddy. I’m gunna cum, don’t stop d…on..t sto….p. Mmmm”

I let out my breath and inhale quickly once more. While my calves shoot up to meet my thighs in a tight squeeze, I click the bullet up once more. I involuntarily begin shaking.

“Don’t move!” I scream, and I allow my body to ride the brink of the orgasm just to the peak.

The entrance of my pussy clenches and releases the head of the toy over and over again, all while I hold my breath and lose feelings in my legs. I like to push myself to enjoy the orgasm longer each time I cum. This time, I almost faint and scream “pull out, pull out, pull out” in a long winded exhale. I collapse.

Thankfully my dad turns off the toys. He covers me with the furry blanket that got pushed to the foot of my bed and lays next to me. I lay there, eyes closed; still breathing fairly heavy and still enjoying the minor orgasm waves that flow through my body.

“Dad… why’d you make me do that?” I ask.

He responds with “I’ve wanted to please you one way or another, since you became a teenager. I’ve been patiently waiting until you turned 18.”

“Really?”

“Yes”

With that, my dad pulls me close and kisses my forehead, nose, and then lips. He allows me to fall asleep in his arms. Hours go by and I’m awakened by fingers caressing my pussy. It’s 3:20 am. I open my eyes and the light from the street lights shine through my window, just enough light to see that it’s him. My dad.

“I’m not done with you yet…” He says.

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Finally, school was out and college beckoned me, but before that I had six weeks of doing nothing to look forward to…or so I thought.

I walked into the house and dumped my backpack inside the door. I was in a really good mood until I spotted my Mum sitting in the chair. She didn’t look pleased.

“What’s up Mum?”

Mum looked at me. “Your father is in his study and he wants to see you. Oh and a word of advice Jason, watch what you say as he is in a foul mood.”

“What’s it all about Mum?”

“Go see your father he will explain, and just so you know, it’s nothing to do with me!”

I walked into Dad’s study wondering what the hell this was all about. Without looking up at me my Dad said, “Close the door and sit down!”

“I have received a letter from the college saying you have refused the place I set up for you. Would you mind telling me why?” he asked me.

“I told you not to bother Dad. I don’t want to be an accountant. I said ages ago when you mentioned it not to bother. I have signed up at the local college on a.”

“The local college, what the hell can they teach you about accountancy for god sake? I pulled a lot of strings to get you in there and you have the audacity to turn the place down. What the hell were you thinking of Jason?”

“Dad for the last time, I have no desire to be an accountant. That’s what you want for me, but it’s not what I want. How many more times have I got to say it?”

“Don’t you take that tone with me young man. You will get out of here and make as many phone calls as needed to get out of whatever course you signed up for and then accept the place I reserved for you!”

“The hell I will, sorry but this whole thing stinks and I am NOT going to be an accountant!” I replied.

“YOU WILL DO AS YOU ARE TOLD!” Dad yelled at me.

“THE HELL I WILL! YOU WANT THIS, NOT ME!” I yelled back as I stormed out of his study.

“GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW JASON!”

“FUCK YOU!” I yelled back as I stormed out of the house.

Mum ran out after me. “Jason please come inside and talk,” she begged.

“Sorry Mum but no way, this is all about what he wants and no thought for what I want. If I could afford it, I would move out right now just to get away from him and his accountancy crap!”

“Jason please, for me come back inside and talk it through?”

“Maybe later Mum, right now I need some fresh air and to be away from Dad and his demanding ways!”

I watched my Mum walk back into the house and I often wondered what she saw in my Dad. My Mum was beautiful and all my mates said so as well. At forty-two, she still had a great figure with a slim waist and nice hips, a 36d bust and jet black hair. She stood about 5′ 6″ and probably weighed about 120 lbs. Dad on the other hand was forty-eight and looked ten years older. His hair was mostly grey and thinning. He was overweight and putting it bluntly, not much to look at.

I headed to the local park to see if any of my friends were hanging out there. Finding nobody there that I knew, I sat on a grass bank and thought about how to get out of going to the college Dad wanted for me.

It was late afternoon when I finally returned home. I had decided to just say I wasn’t going to his chosen college and that was that. If he pushed it, I was prepared to move out as soon as I found somewhere to stay. My parents were both in the lounge as I entered the house. Dad pointed to a chair and demanded I sit down.

“Now you listen to me and don’t dare interrupt me, do you hear me?” I shrugged my shoulders in reply.

“After your outburst this morning I have made a decision. You are going to spend the summer with your aunt and uncle in Devon. This is not open for discussion and we will leave here tomorrow!”

“But James, you can’t send him there!” Mum protested.

“I can and I will Brenda. I called them earlier and arranged it all. We leave tomorrow and that’s final!” Dad exclaimed.

“Okay fine by me, but don’t expect me to change my mind about college. If that is what this is all about, you are wasting your time Dad!” I snapped back at him.

“We’ll see Jason. I reckon a few weeks with your aunt and uncle will change your mind.”

“James please, don’t send him there!” Mum begged Dad to change his mind.

“If we are done, then I am going to my room,” I said as I walked out of the lounge.

“James, what the hell are you playing at? You can’t stand Sandra and Colin so why send Jason there?” I heard Mum say as I walked upstairs.

“Because some time with your sister and her husband will change his mind, of that I am sure,” I heard Dad reply tersely.

“I’m going to start dinner. We will talk about this later!” I heard Mum say.

I was getting curious about my aunt and uncle. We didn’t see them very often and if they ever visited it was when Dad was out. Matter of fact, the last time I recall seeing them was at my grandmother’s funeral a few years ago. I know Mum had been down there to güneyşehir escort see them for a few days and I got left at home with Dad. He never went with her or mentioned them, so I wondered what the hell he was playing at arranging for me to go and stay with them.

Dinner was a quiet affair with hardly a word spoken, particularly between me and my Dad. I could see Mum was upset about something and I resolved to ask her later when Dad was out of the way.

As per usual after dinner Dad went to his study; usually he left the door open but tonight we heard it slam shut. I offered to help Mum tidy up and do the dishes. As we washed up I broke the ice and asked her, “Mum what has Dad got against aunt Sandra, and why are you not keen on me going there?”

“Jason, it’s a bit involved and I am not sure you are ready to hear it all,” Mum replied.

“Mum I am eighteen years old and Dad is sending me to stay with them for almost six weeks. I think I have a right to know!”

“Okay let’s get the dishes done and we can talk,” Mum assured me.

I sat at the table as Mum checked that Dad’s study door was still closed.

“Jason, what I am about to say goes no further than us two, do you understand?”

I nodded and told Mum it was between us two.

“When I first met your Dad and we started dating, for some reason he took a dislike to Sandra and I will be honest and say now I have no idea why. We hadn’t been together long and one night after a drunken party we ended up in bed together, the result of which I later found out I was pregnant with you. At first your father wanted me to have an abortion but I refused, then after some pressure from your grandfather he asked me to marry him. I want to say that at no time did I ever regret getting pregnant or giving birth. You are the best thing to come out of this marriage. I’m sure that’s why your Dad is so hard on you because he sees you as the reason he had to get married and things haven’t been right between us for years now, do you understand so far?”

I nodded and just looked at Mum as if to say carry on talking.

“As you know Sandra is two years older than me and at the time I married your Dad she was single and living a bit of a wild life. That is why your Dad is not keen on her or at least that’s my understanding anyway. The reason I am not keen on you going there is the lifestyle they have. When I visited last, they told me they were nudists but would keep their clothes on for the few days I was with them. That is another reason for your father not liking them!”

“Nudists! For god sake Mum, I am not going to spend the next six weeks walking about naked. If that’s the deal, I am not going and that’s final!” I snapped at her.

“Jason, please hear me out! I don’t think they will expect you to swan about naked any more than they expect others to do it. Now if you go and you are not happy, then I will talk to your father and get you back home. Please go for my sake as I need a chance to talk to your father without anyone else being here.” Mum sounded desperate so I agreed I would go for her sake.

“Okay Mum, but if I am not happy there I will call you and I expect either you or Dad to come and get me within two days of my call. If not, I will leave and make my own way back here.”

“If you do that it will set your father off again so please don’t leave.”

“If you don’t come and get me when I call, I will make my way back here and then pack up all my stuff and move out. Those are my terms and it is not up for discussion as Dad would say. Talking of which, I had better tell him or he will go mad if I drop that bombshell tomorrow!” I said to Mum as I left the kitchen headed for Dad’s study.

I knocked on the door of Dad’s study and waited for him to reply.

“Dad I have been talking with Mum and we have agreed that if I am not happy at Sandra’s I will call and let you both know,” I explained.

“Too bad if you are happy or not, you are staying and that’s it!” Dad replied.

“Okay have it your way. The other condition that I agreed with Mum is if I call and ask to come back, I expect to be collected within two days or I will make my own way back here!”

“Oh you will, will you. We shall see, now I have work to do so please leave and close the door.”

“I’m not joking Dad. If I have to make my own way back here, I will. I’ll pack up my stuff and move out at the first chance I get. I am not a kid anymore and I don’t appreciate being treated like one!” With that I closed the door before he could reply.

Next morning my bags were in the car and I said goodbye to Mum.

“Please stay there Jason, even for only a week. Give me a chance to talk to your father before you do anything,” Mum pleaded with me.

“Okay Mum, a week and if I am not happy then you come and get me.”

“I promise Jason I will drive down myself, now don’t keep your Dad waiting.” Mum kissed my cheek and stepped back from the hug.

I knew the drive down would güneyşehir escort bayan take some time and as I wasn’t in the mood to chat so I closed my eyes and slept for most of the journey. Eventually we reached my aunt’s house. It was a massive old farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. My first thoughts were sod this. I don’t know about a week as I couldn’t see myself lasting a day. My aunt came out to greet us and hugged me.

“Come inside. I have the kettle on. Would you like a cup of tea James?” she asked my Dad.

“No thank you Sandra, I have to get back as I have work to do. Now the money is in the account as we agreed and I will pick Jason up a few days before he is due to start at college. I’ll be off then, see you in a few weeks Jason.”

I never answered. I just picked up my bag and walked into the house, my aunt followed close behind.

“Here we are, let’s have some tea and then I will show you to your room. Your uncle will be back later and your cousin is away for the rest of the week,” my aunt explained.

I had forgotten all about my cousin Nina. I couldn’t even remember the last time I saw her but I knew we were close in age.

“Before you get settled in Jason, I want to say a few things.” I nodded in reply. “Firstly, I don’t agree with your father about the college business. I think you should be able to do as you wish. Secondly, we have a pretty relaxed lifestyle here. So long as you don’t cause any trouble, then we will not be on your case all the time. I think that’s fair don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes, it seems fair to me,” I replied.

My aunt got up and offered to make me a sandwich. As she did the sun shone on her and her dress became see-through. I hadn’t thought about her before, but I noticed she was very much like Mum. I could see the shape of her legs and surmised that her dress did her no favours where her figure was concerned.

“I spoke to your Mum earlier and she asked me to tell you she loves you and will see you soon. I don’t know why, but I got the feeling she wasn’t entirely happy,” Sandra said, looking at me for an answer.

“I don’t know everything, but she asked me to at least stay here for a few days as she wants to talk to Dad without me being there,” I replied, not giving any details.

“Maybe she is going to tell the old fart to pack his bags!” Sandra laughed and I cracked a smile.

“You know I have no time for your father and I was only being polite when I offered him tea earlier. I was praying he would say no just to get rid of him!”

“Aunt Sandra, do you mind if I ask you something?”

“Of course not, but please drop the aunt bit. It makes me feel old. Sandra is good enough,” she replied.

“I was just wondering why my Dad doesn’t seem to like you very much. I mean I have hardly seen you and I know when Mum comes down here she is on her own. What happened between you two?”

“I knew this subject might come up and I will tell you, just not right now. If you give me some time, I will explain everything to you, I promise.” Sandra put her hand on mine and looked for some kind of reply.

“Okay seems fair to me. I have waited years, another few days won’t hurt,” I laughed and she smiled at me.

Once I had finished my sandwich my aunt showed me to my room. The bathroom next door was for my use as her and Nina’s bedroom both had en-suite bathrooms. My room was well decorated and had a double bed, wardrobe dresser along with an antique table cum desk. Aunt Sandra explained that her bedroom was at the other end of the landing.

“Mostly because I get a bit noisy some nights, if you get my drift,” she smiled.

I blushed and started to unpack my bags.

“Join me downstairs when you are finished Jason. I’ll be out in the garden.”

I stood in the kitchen door looking at my aunt sunbathing. It was then I realised how much like my Mum she was. Her tits were bigger, but apart from that everything else was the same as Mum. Sandra moved and I approached her to avoid getting caught staring at her.

“Come and sit here with me Jason.” She patted the grass next to her. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah all good, my stuff is all unpacked. It’s nice, I like it here,” I said as I checked out my aunt.

“Is that because I am laying out here and you are checking me out or do you really like it here?”

“I wasn’t checking you out honestly! But yeah I do like it here. It’s a lot quieter than where I live.”

“I don’t mind you looking Jason, in fact I am flattered that a young man would bother looking at me!”

I blushed and was trying to find a suitable reply when we heard a car pull up out the front.

“That will be Colin back from work,” Aunt Sandra stated.

“I thought he worked from home, at least that’s what Dad told me.”

“He does, he has just been out delivering something. His workshop is over there behind those trees. I will get him to show you later. It’s no good me showing you it as I have no idea what escort güneyşehir half the stuff in there is for!”

As my aunt stood up to hug Uncle Colin I watched her tits bounce. She hugged him and asked if everything went well.

“Very well!” he answered. “I even got another order from them,” he explained.

Colin let my aunt go and leaned over to shake my hand. “Good to see you Jason. It’s been a long time!”

“Yeah sorry about that. Dad had a thing about me coming here although he never said anything when Mum visited.”

“No problem Jason. Your Dad is just old-fashioned, that’s all. Your Mum always has fun when she comes down here!” He smiled and I noticed him wink at my aunt.

I made the excuse of needing the toilet and headed back inside. I noticed Colin kiss Sandra and grab her arse at the same time. “Lucky fucker” I thought to myself.

Sandra started to cook dinner and Colin offered to show me his workshop. Inside there was every kind of woodworking tool you can think of.

“Wow! This is brilliant. It’s even better than what the college has!” I exclaimed.

“Well if you want to, you can help me out while you are staying here. That’s if you are interested Jason?”

“I would love to. This is what I want to do anyway. Dad wants me to be an accountant, but I can’t stand that sort of thing!”

“Take it easy over the next day or so and on Monday you can start working with me. Nina will be back tomorrow and she can show you around. I make it a rule never to work on the weekend unless it is really important. Family time is important to me and Sandra.”

“Yeah that’s half the problem with Dad. He is always working and I think it gets to Mum although she never says anything,” I replied.

Just as I was about to ask what I would be doing for work, Aunt Sandra called out that dinner was ready.

Over dinner Colin explained that they had to go out tonight and as it was strictly members only. He was sorry, but I couldn’t go along. I didn’t mind as I was tired anyway and was happy to veg out in front of the TV. I offered to do the dishes so they could get ready to go out and my aunt accepted and said it was a nice gesture.

Just before they left Colin said the DVD’s were all in the bottom of the cupboard. “The good ones are at the back,” he winked and they headed off out. Unable to find anything to watch, I looked through his DVD collection, particularly the ones at the back. Most were just plain discs but a few had stuff written on like initials and dates. I found one titled BH Weekend 2014 and decided to watch it. I saw Mum in the garden and then I remembered she came down here for that weekend after a row with Dad. I assumed it was Colin with the camera as he filmed my Mum and aunt chatting in the garden and just generally relaxing. I was about to switch off when the picture changed to a bedroom; I recognised it as the room I was staying in.

The movie started at the feet of two women and slowly moved up their legs. As it went higher, I could see them playing with the other’s pussy. The camera went higher still and two pairs of tits filled the screen, then it went higher and I saw my Mum and aunt kissing before they stopped and smiled for the camera. Fuck, now I was intrigued and slowly advanced the film until it got to them in a sixty-nine position on the bed. Sandra was eating my Mum out and from the noises she was making, she seemed to be enjoying it as well! No wonder Dad never let me come here with Mum I thought.

“Oh fuck Sandra, you always lick me so good!” I heard Mum say as she wriggled about on the bed.

“I know what my baby sister likes!” Sandra replied before diving back to eat Mum’s cunt.

The camera switched between filming my aunt eating my Mum and Mum eating my aunt. All of a sudden there were dildoes being used and both women were panting and screaming as they orgasmed. I paused the film and suddenly realised I was watching my Mum and her sister in a homemade porno film. I knew my Mum was sexy but fuck, I never imagined this in a million years. I started the movie again and watched as they pleasured each other to yet another orgasm. My cock was straining inside my shorts as I considered going to the bathroom and having a wank.

My aunt got up leaving Mum on the bed and then after a short pause Colin joined my Mum on the bed. Sandra was obviously filming them. As my Mum pulled down Colin’s trousers his cock sprung free “Fuck me that’s huge!” I thought to myself, kind of shocked at what I was seeing. Then it got really steamy as Mum started sucking his cock. It got harder and she managed to deep throat it all the way in. I looked on as she swallowed him and then slowly slid her mouth off again.

“Come and fuck me Colin!” she gasped.

Mum got on her hands and knees and Colin lined his cock up at her pussy before slowly pushing it inside Mum. She moaned as he went further into her.

Mum looked over her shoulder at Colin, “Fuck me please, fuck me hard!”

Colin started to pound into my Mum as she screamed for him to go faster and harder. I watched as Mum thrust her arse back at Colin as they slammed into each other.

“Fuck I am cumming!” Mum howled as Colin pounded into her cunt like a battering ram. This went on for about ten minutes.

“Ohhhhhhhh! Fuck! I’m cumming again!” Mum screamed and I saw her squirt all over the bed covers.

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Mémoires d’un chasseur à l’affût

Sick Scheming Stalker

Coulybaca / Black demon

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Cette histoire se suffit en elle-même,

cependant elle participe de la série Un chasseur à l’affut 1,2 et 3

(Stalker’s Paradise 1, 2, & 3)

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Darius Thompson, se sentait au sommet du bonheur en ce moment, la vie ne pouvait pas se montrer plus clémente à son égard! ….

Comme les choses avaient changées, il était posé du statut d’éternel loser à celui d’universel gagnant, il ne pouvait que s’en réjouir…. Il était au summum de sa forme physique et en profitait pour tirer le maximum de plaisir de ces ravissantes blanches qu’il venait à côtoyer.

Il adorait les entendre le supplier de les épargner, leurs cris de douleur, et leurs sentiments de fureur et de honte lorsqu’il projetait sa semence crèmeuses au fin fond de leur chagatte asservie.

Darius , en un plaisant retour en arrière se remémorait certaines de ses victimes dont il avait particulièrement apprécié les charmes.

Et tout d’abord, il revoyait cette adorable jeune femme dans son tailleur orange qui scrutait le tableau des départs, c’était la première femme qu’il surveillait pour ensuite la violer.

– “C’est la première blanche que j’ai culbutée sans lui demander son avis! …” gloussa-t-il ravi, se souvenant la ravissante Terry Asburn qui était fiancée à un jeune cornard blanc et qui devait devenir l’ob-jet de plaisir et de fierté de ce jeune trou du cul blanc! ….

Il se remémorait le plan qui était né spontanément dans son esprit et qui avait marché si bien qu’il n’avait eu qu’à refermer ses griffes sur sa somptueuse proie.

Ayant plaqué sur son pare-brie un avis signalant à la jeune femme de se rendre au parking le plus proche pour présenter ses papiers, il avait alors utilisé un pistolet paralysant pour la neutraliser.

Comme le parking servait aussi pour un motel, Darius avait brièvement abandonné la jeune femme dans sa voiture se rendant à la réception pour louer une chambre au fin fond du complexe hôtelier.

Quelques instants plus tard il déposait la jeune femme inconsciente sur le lit, elle était totalement en son pouvoir.

Darius se réjouit de voir sa peur se refléter dans ses yeux alors qu’il l’empoignait aux hanches pour la disposer à son goût sur le lit, ses yeux lui sortirent quasiment des orbites à la vue de l’épais braquemart qu’il entendait fourrer dans son étroite petite chatte.

Retenu par une barrière naturelle à l’entrée de sa caverne, il se retira de quelques centimètres ne laissant que son gland turgescent profaner l’ouverture de sa grotte, puis d’une voix grondante il se moqua de la jeune fille paniquée :

– “Alors comme ça on a gardé sa précieuse petite fleur pour son fiancé? …..”

Comme il l’avait bâillonnée auparavant, il se réjouit de l’entendre pousser des sons étouffés :

– “Annnnnnnn… Nnnnnnnnn…… Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! … “.

Il adorait tourmenter sa victime, gloussant :

– “Je suppose que tu as promis à ton connard de trou de cul de blanc qu’il prendrait ton pucelage lors de votre nuit de noce? …..”

Il promenait son gland impatient dans sa virginale fentine, puis avec une joie indicible il lui mâchouilla le lobe de l’oreille en lui susurrant :

– “Diras-tu à ton gentil futur qu’un abominable salaud de noir s’en est emparé avant lui? …… Lui raconteras-tu ton dépucelage? ….. Lui parleras-tu du petit bâtard noir que je vais peut être te fourrer dans le tiroir? …. Crois-tu que sa bite soit aussi grosse que la mienne? ….”

Sa bite grossissait encore dans ses flancs, et lorsqu’il déversa son foutre épais et crémeux au plus profond de son utérus, il grogna et la railla :

– “Hey, hey….. T’es vraiment un bon coup ma salope! …… Je suis vraiment heureux de t’avoir déflorée! ….. C’était bien bon! …..

Pendant six interminables heures, il s’amusa avec l’ex-innocente jeune fille, lui démontrant à quel point il était pervers et dépravé, en commen-çant par lui faire nettoyer sa bite ensanglantée à pleine bouche.

La malheureuse victime apprit tout de suite qu’il n’en avait pas fini aussi vite avec elle, elle avait du continuer à sucer sa grosse mentule jusqu’à ce qu’il éjacule à torrents au fin fond de sa gorge.

Alors qu’elle toussait et crachotait, étouffée par la semence liquoreuse, Darius gloussait en la voyant frémissante de dégoût s’enfouir sa tête dans la corbeille au pied du lit pour y vomir tripes et boyaux.

S’étant vidé les couilles, Darius avait abandonné sa ravissante proie, al-longée sur le lit, ne portant que ses hauts talons noirs, les jambes largement ouvertes de façon obscène, du foutre épais s’écoulant de sa balafre féminine.

Elle pensait qu’il était définitivement sorti de sa vie, mais Darius avait d’autres intentions, il était muni des informations la concernant qu’il avait pêché dans son sac à main, alors qu’elle était dans les vapes, et du film relatant son viol et son brutal dépucelage.

Il nizip escort bayan réfléchissait à toute vitesse, d’autant plus qu’il savait qu’elle était fian-cée, qu’elle devait se marier prochainement et qu’il lui avait ravi son pu-celage.

Il s’était passé et repassé sa cassette de son viol, il attendait impatiem-ment son mariage.

Une fois qu’il lut dans les journaux qu’enfin elle était mariée, et que cette ravissante jeune fille qu’il avait violée sauvagement s’appelait maintenant madame Terri Monroe, il lui envoya un mail 3 semaines après son mariage contenant des photos salaces de son viol.

Ce mail contenait aussi des instructions qu’elle devait suivre : elle devait le rencontrer dans le même hôtel, dans la même chambre, si elle ne voulait pas les photos soient envoyées à son mari, sa famille, ses amis et ses connaissances.

Il l’avisait qu’il serait insensé de prévenir la police, qu’il la tenait sous étroite surveillance! …..

Lors de son second rendez-vous avec la jeune mariée de moins d’un mois, tremblant de tous ses membres, fut bien plus réjouissante que la première.

Cette fois il ne subissait aucune contrainte comme celle de quitter rapidement la chambre d’hôtel, par peur des conséquences, elle était piégée et bien piégée dès qu’elle s’était pliée à son infâme chantage.

Il adorait la sentir frissonner sous ses caresses, la voir serrer les poings de chaque coté de son corps alors qu’elle s’efforçait de le subir passivement, la voir renifler misérablement alors qu’il s’enivrait de ses charmes juvéniles.

Darius adorait voir sa jeune proie trembler et sangloter sous ses cares-ses comme à cet instant où il lui avait demandé :

– “Je suppose que ton jeune mari ne croirait jamais que sa jeune épouse suce un autre homme qui joue avec ses tétons! ….”

Puis après l’avoir instruit de ses attentes une fois agenouillée sur la moquette il avait enfoui sa grosse bite dans sa bouche en gloussant :

– “J’espère que tu vas montrer à ton mari quelle bonne fellatrice tu es devenue! …. La dernière fois tu avais dégueulé tripes et boyaux lorsque j’avais éjaculé au fond de ta gorge! ….. T’as encore besoin d’un peu d’expérience ma chérie……. Avant que tu ne retournes chez toi tu seras devenue une excellente suceuse de bite et tu avaleras la fumée sans broncher! …..”

La jeune épousée avait prévenu son mari qu’elle devait faire un voyage d’affaire de nuit, quelque chose de tout à fait ordinaire dans son métier, il ne pouvait absolument pas se douter qu’en fait elle avait rendez-vous avec un maître-chanteur qui l’avait violée peu avant leur mariage et exi-geait d’user de ses charmes en échange de son silence et de la rétention de photos qui ne demandaient qu’à être diffusées.

Bien plus tard dans la nuit, sur le coup des 20 heures, Darius lui deman-da :

– “Ne serait-ce pas le moment de passer un coup de fil à ton chéri? ….”

Il empoigna alors son sac à main et sortit son portable, Darius sourit à pleines dents et avança :

– “Bien sur c’est le premier numéro en mémoire! ….” et, sur ces mots il appuya sur le bouton d’appel la menaçant :

– “Allez chérie, et j’espère que tu te rappelles bien de ta position! ….”

Il attendit d’entendre la voix du cornard au bout du fil avant de lui coller le combiné et tandis qu’elle lui parlait, comme elle se tenait à quatre pattes, il enfouit sa grosse bite dans sa chatte, en levrette.

Et depuis, chaque mois, la ravissante Terri Monroe se livrait à lui pour une nuit entière, et parfois la matinée qui suivait avant de rejoindre son cocu, et encore ne savait-elle pas qu’il rentrait dans ses plans, une fois qu’il l’aurait partagée avec quelques copains, de l’obliger à se prostituer pour lui! ….

L’image de la ravissante Jennifer Linden s’imposait maintenant dans son esprit, il se rappelait l’avoir remarquée alors qu’elle approchait des grilles de départ.

La ravissante jeune femme de 28 ans, son portable à la main cherchait une chaise libre dans l’aire des départs.

La suivant des yeux, Darius se leva discrètement de son siège sous le prétexte de se servir un verre d’eau puis vint s’asseoir derrière sa nou-velle proie..

Lorsque son téléphone sonna, il tendit l’oreille pour épier sa conversation. Darius entendu répondre au téléphone:

– “Bonjour….. Eh oui Stéphanie, je suis à l’aéroport….. Et j’y suis jusque 10 heures et demi environ….. Oh non-merci, sans façon……. Je vais louer une voiture pour la journée, j’ai plusieurs rendez-vous à honorer, mais je serai de retour vers 11 heures et demi et on pourra dîner ensemble! ……”

Puis il y eut une pause de quelques instants alors qu’elle écoutait son interlocutrice….. Elle reprit la parole pour ajouter :

– “Je séjourne l’hôtel “Green Cree” cette nuit, mais je dois rester dans ma chambre pour prendre des rendez-vous d’affaires pour demain…..”

Darius souriait de toutes ses dents, il n’en croyait pas ses oreilles, en conversant escort nizip avec son amie, elle venait de lui fournir toutes les informations dont il avait besoin, il savait maintenant que cette blanche lui appartiendrait avant la fin du jour! ……

Il la guetta dans l’agence de location de voiture qu’il fréquentait habituel-lement et entreprit de la suivre.

Lorsqu’elle arriva à l’endroit de son rendez-vous, discrètement, il fixa un émetteur GPS sous le plancher de la voiture de location, puis il se rendit à l’hôtel “Green Tree” où il avait téléphoné pour retenir une chambre à son nom.

Il savait que si tout se déroulait normalement, le GPS lui indiquerait quand sa proie reviendrait vers lui.

Il faisait semblant de se servir une boisson fraîche au distributeur lorsqu’elle passa devant lui pour se rendre à sa chambre, dans sa poche, le pistolet paralysant était chargé.

Il paralysa la jeune femme dès qu’elle eut ouvert sa porte il la traîna alors dans la sécurité de sa chambre.

Il la déshabilla des pieds à la tête et caressa longuement ses appâts avant de la menotter mains au-dessus de la tête sur la tête de lit, elle ne portait plus que ses hauts talons beige, il continua à la caresser lente-ment en attendant qu’elle reprenne ses esprits et sorte de son état d’hé-bétude provoqué par le paralyseur.

Et, tandis qu’il attendait qu’elle revienne à elle, il commanda quelques plats coûteux au service d’étage, il prit de l’argent dans son sac pour donner un large pourboire au groom qui le servit et, paya sa commande , champagne et petits fours avec sa carte bleue, il commença à les dégus-ter le temps qu’elle se réveille.

Darius se posta entre les cuisses de sa somptueuse captive dès qu’elle sortit de sa stupeur, se branlant lascivement alors qu’elle ouvrait des grands yeux horrifiés.

Sa bite se déployait dans toute sa gloire alors qu’il empoignait ses hanches puis il promena son gland turgescent entre les babines de sa chatte moelleuse.

Se postant à l’orée de sa caverne brûlante, il empoigna ses hanches et donna un puissant coup de boutoir.

– “Ahhhhhh….. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…… Annnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhh…… “miaula-t-elle misérablement, au travers du baillon qu’il lui avait fourré dans la bouche

Il était visible que l’épaisseur de sa bite lui distendait douloureusement sa petite chatte, à la limite de la déchirure.

Il ne lui accordait aucune pitié, en fait ses cris ne faisaient qu’accroître son excitation l’incitant à la pénétrer encore plus violemment.

Il savait que son épaisse bite avait quelque peu déchiré sa balafre origi-nelle, il comprit alors que son trou du cul d’époux ne devait pas se montrer à la hauteur de cette ravissante pouffiasse.

Il lui lécha alors lascivement les lobes de l’oreille lui susurrent ironique-ment :

– “Je ne porte pas de condom ma chère madame Linden! ….”

Comme elle se débattait de toutes ses forces en réalisant les horribles conséquences éventuelles qui pouvaient résulter de ce viol, Darius se réjouit de l’affoler plus encore :

– “Je devrais prévenir ton mari qu’une grosse bite noire t’a dévasté la chatte! …. Je devrais raconter ton viol et révéler à tout le monde comment tu t’es fait violer et dégrader! … Je vais peut-être t’en-grosser ma chérie… te coller un petit polichinelle noir dans le tiroir! ……”

Darius, se croyait au paradis, il pouvait violer impunément cette ravis-sante jeune blanche encore et encore.

Son adorable captive vivait un véritable enfer.

5 fois il viola sa malheureuse victime lui claquant les fesses avec joie en lui confiant la dernière fois :

– “Pour un peu je me prendrai pour un étalon qui peut sauter la plus jolie pouliche du hara! …. Si après une telle chevauchée tu n’es pas grosse! ….. Y’a plus rien à y comprendre…..”

Entre chaque séance alors qu’il venait de lui emplir la chatte de foutre, il avait extirpé sa bite de sa foufoune, engorgée et la lui avait fait embou-cher.

Avant de repartir le lendemain, Darius se servit à nouveau de la poire d’angoisse pour étouffer ses hurlements alors qu’il s’emparait de son pu-celage anal.

La malheureuse madame Linden eut l’infortune, six semaines après son épreuve, de recevoir un mail de Darius qui lui enjoignait de revenir dans son lit.

Il la faisait chanter en se servant de viles photographies tirées ce jour là. L’une la montrait sa grosse bite noire en bouche, deux autres baisée et sodomisée par son suborneur noir, elle se plia servilement à ses ordres et le retrouva chaque mois a l’hôtel “Green Tree”.

Par chance elle ne s’était pas retrouvée grosse suite à son viol initial, et depuis, pour plus de sûreté, elle prenait la pilule, afin d’éliminer tout ris-que superflu.

Un an plus tard, après 11 nouveaux rendez-vous à l’hôtel “Green Tree” la somptueuse jeune femme semblait résigner à son sort, elle cherchait à lui complaire sexuellement pour éviter que son mari et ses amis ne reçoivent des photos et le nizip escort film de son viol, quant à lui, il projetait, étant donné son emprise, de la faire travailler à son compte, ce n’est pas un après-midi de passe dans un hôtel défini une fois par semaine qui allait lui faire peur, maintenant qu’elle se montrait sexuellement performante, de toute manière, c’était ça u la diffusion de ses photos et films, et maintenant qu’elle avait cédé une fois…….. Il était sur qu’elle céderait encore! …..

Bien que Darius s’était résolu de lui-même à confiner son terrain d’action à ses destinations de voyages et pas dans l’aérodrome où il était basé, cela arriva avec une somptueuse rouquine qui travaillait pour une com-pagnie aérienne coloniale.

Sa beauté et le port d’une alliance et d’un diamant de fiançailles le convainquirent facilement de déroger à ses habitudes.

Son sourire éclatant sur ses dents blanches avait tourné la tête de Da-rius, il se voyait déjà se branlant âprement en projetant des torrents de foutre sur son visage et sa chevelure rousse.

Son nom Elaine Robert figurait sur le badge ornant son uniforme, d’après son alliance elle devait être mariée, sûrement à un de ces cornards de trou de cul blanc qu’il haïssait, Darius ne parvenait pas à détacher ses yeux de sa silhouette alors qu’elle était assise dans l’aire des départs.

Il plaisanta avec bagagiste chargé de la manipulation des bagages de la compagnie aérienne coloniale, le temps d’apprendre qu’il y avait différentes escales et la durée de ces escales, toutes informations qui lui seraient utiles pour traquer la ravissante hôtesse de la compagnie aérienne coloniale.

Il se demandait si elle avait déjà sucé des bites auparavant! …….

Si ce n’était pas le cas, il supposait qu’il lui importerait peu que celle qu’il lui resserve fut noire, blanche ou jaune! …..

Bordel, elle serait ravissante sa soyeuse chevelure rousse poisseuse de sperme qui s’étalerait sur son visage! ….

De retour d’un vol, il chercha où elle était postée ce jour, patiemment Da-rius la fin de son travail.

En suivant madame Elaine Robert et ses amies qui quittaient le terminal pour gagner le parking il apprit la marque et le modèle de sa voiture ain-si que son numéro de plaque qu’il s’était empressé de noter.

Connaissant cela, il lui suffisait de revenir avec un émetteur G.P.S qui l’amènerait tout droit à son domicile.

Un de ces jours, lorsqu’elle retournait chez elle après son boulot, elle n’arriverait pas dans une maison vide.

Une fois la somptueuse jeune femme surprise ce jour fatal, malgré ses supplications et ses offres de lui donner l’argent qu’il voudrait Darius gloussait :

– “Chérie, tu ne crois tout de même pas que j’ai fait tout ce chemin un peu d’argent? ….. Dis-toi bien que mon plan ne date pas d’hier! …… J’ai ta ravissante image à l’esprit depuis ce matin où je t’ai vue derrière la grille des départs! …… Ton adorable visage… Tes lè-vres pulpeuses….. Ton sourire….. Tes jolies dents blanches….. Ta ravissante bouche faite pour sucer ma bite, ma chérie! ……”

Il la sentit se figer à ce dernier commentaire, Darius explosa de rire en la poussant à genoux.

Son rêve le plus fou se réalisait alors qu’il obligeait sa proie à emboucher sa grosse bite noire! …..

– “Allez ma chérie, sers-toi de tes magnifiques petites quenottes blanches pour me mâchouiller gentiment les burnes! ….”

Jetant un oeil sur sa malheureuse victime horrifiée, il la sentit prendre entre ses dents un de ses testicules, il se retrouva immédiatement sur le point de jouir alors qu’il se branlait furieusement.

– “Ahhh…. Ouiiii…. Mordille mes burnes…… Mordille salope….. Oh ouiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii….” grognait Darius en crachant des jets de foutre crémeux dans les airs qui vint s’écraser sur le visage et dans la chevelure rousse de sa ravissante proie.

Comme la jeune femme se débattait pour se libérer, et surtout rejeter ses burnes de sa bouche, Darius la saisit par la chevelure se recula de quelques centimètres, et visa pour cracher ses derniers jets de foutre droit dans sa bouche qui haletait.

Une fois la ravissante beauté transportée dans son lit conjugal, Darius empoigna ses hanches et, sans aucune pitié il se planta en elle ravi d’entendre son hurlement de douleur :

– “Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ….”

Et comme elle tentait encore de se dégager de son éteinte, le repous-sant de ses petites mains posées sur sa poitrine, Darius donna encore un furieux coup de rein en gloussant :

– “Je vais te dévaster la chatte ma salope chérie! ….. Penses-tu que ton cornard voudra encore planter sa pathétique saucisse dans ton trou fortement distendu par mes soins! ……”

–

– “Nonnnn…. Nonnnnn, je vous en prie…… arrêtezzzzzzz…… Je vous en prieeeeeeee…… J’ai mal…. Trop mal…..” sanglotait la jeune beauté à l’agonie, que ces plaintes étaient douces à l’oreille de Darius.

Elle était si étroite que Darius savait qu’il avait distendu sa chatte comme jamais elle ne l’avait été auparavant, enfonçant sa bite bien plus profondément que personne ne l’avait enfoncé en elle jusqu’ici.

Alors que son énorme mentule coulissait dans sa foufoune dévastée, sa malheureuse proie le suppliait d’avoir pitié, soupirant désespérément :

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I take one last, quick look in the mirror to adjust my hair, wondering what it is that makes me feel so confident this morning. The lovely summer weather? My clothes? Knowing you’re desiring me despite the distance that temporarily separates us? I ponder these things as I head downstairs to grab some breakfast. ************************* It’s afternoon now and I’ve just finished up a lunch meeting with three colleagues. One of them, a man about my age, is quite attractive with natural good looks. He has those eyes, eyes that make me want to melt whenever they meet mine. I’m not sure whether he was flirting with me or not, but whenever he looked my way his smile appeared to grow and his eyes seemed to linger one second longer than they had to. He knows I’m married, but zenci porno probably figures it’s just a harmless flirt. Or maybe it’s all in my mind. Either way, it excites me to think that an attractive man is looking at me. I now have a seven block walk back to my office. My intuition about the weather today was a bit off. While the sky is still clear, it looks like the summer heat and humidity has decided to make an entrance. The morning’s relatively cool air has been pushed aside and it’s quite muggy now. As I walk, I try to keep my pace measured so I don’t get too warm, but I’m losing that battle; I can feel a little perspiration under my arms and a slight tingle at the back of my neck where my hair starts. I stop to pull an elastic band out of my purse and pull my hair up to keep it off my neck. I also remove my jacket, but that’s not quite enough in this heat. I have to undo the top button on my blouse, making the swell of my breasts clearly visible to any eyes that might wander my way. In fact, a young man walks by and stares in my direction as I make these alterations. A half smile crosses his face and his eyes travel the length of my body, but I’m not concerned. I feel sexy and confident as I resume my walk, letting my hips sway back and forth more than usual. I can feel my arousal humming between my thighs by the time I reach the front door of my office building. The hot, sticky weather makes me feel alive, and the eyes of the various men on me make me aware of my own sexuality. I have no desires for them, but knowing they desire me is exciting! The coolness of the air conditioned office building hits me as I open the door. It’s a relief, but also an indication I must try to get my mind off of my desires and back into my work. I sit down at my desk and open my email. There’s aldatma porno one from you saying you hope I’m enjoying my day (Oh, am I ever!) and that you’re having a productive time on your trip. You tell me you were thinking about me last night and wishing I was there with you (I know exactly what you mean!) and that you love me. My heart beats faster. I write back one sentence: What would you have done had I been there last night? I don’t normally write things like that to you, but I’m not myself today. I have a hard time keeping my mind on my work the rest of the day, my mind is buzzing with sexual energy and it’s difficult to contain my desire. I have to tell myself: Focus, Erica, focus. The time ticks by too slowly. A little before five o’clock you send me an email, it says simply: By the time you arrive home, there will be another email from me. Enjoy. At the stroke of five I’m away from my desk and walking quickly out the front door. I walk the two blocks to the metro and arrive on the platform hoping for a quick commute so I can get home and check my email. Unfortunately, it’s not to be, the platform is crowded with people; the trains are behind schedule. Frustrated, I position myself to survive the onslaught of riders trying to get onto the next train. It arrives in about twenty minutes. The doors open and passengers disembark. A mob of people with me in the middle surges forward and presses onto the metro car. I’m pushed forward and, finally, as the doors close behind us, the pushing relents a bit. I’m still pressed between a mass of bodies and one of the handhold poles. I barely maintain hold of my purse. I can feel someone behind me, pressed against my back. I glance back. It’s a younger man a little taller than me. He smiles at me and I return it. He’s close enough I can smell him. It’s a manly smell, enticing, and in my state, arousing. As the train moves the mass of passengers sways back and forth. I can feel the young man’s hips pressing against my rear. The train stops and starts. I sway back into the man, pressing my ass against his crotch. It’s then I feel it.

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It was a clear cold night, with snow on the ground and -6 degrees.  This part of Sweden gets cold and dark in winter and presents the perfect opportunity for those who like to break into houses and apartments to steal and intimidate.In her apartment Anja was preparing for bed, she had watched some Netflix and was ready to get her head down.  It was late but she was like that, sometimes entertaining herself or watching some porn, she was submissive and enjoyed watching that kind of porn, men taking control turned her on immensely. It was ‘her thing’.As Anja brushed her teeth and washed her face in readiness for bed, little did she know that not far from her apartment, a man was scouting the area for an opportunity, any kind of opportunity, to enter, steal, and leave.  He was dressed in black, strong, muscular, and athletic, balaclava and hat, a typical look for a stealthy wrongdoer.Anja slept naked mostly, but tonight there was a chill in the air so she put on her favourite T-shirt to sleep in.  She had been watching some porn before bed so she was still a little aroused when she slid under her duvet, her mind on the strong dominant men she had been admiring so much. Her pussy tingled and she gently massaged cinsel bilgiler her labia to cool herself. One of Anja’s fantasies was to be taken on her bed by a stranger that had broken into her apartment. This fantasy gave her strong orgasms, but tonight, she was tired and sleep was the desired option despite her arousal from the porn she had watched. What she didn’t realise was that her favourite fantasy was about to engulf her.Outside, Luke was darting around checking windows and doors as he went, just looking for that opportunity. He had been out the night before but without any luck, so he was becoming frustrated at his lack of success.  As he approached the apartment block where Anja lived, he noticed a light on the first floor of the block. This drew his attention.  In order to get to the room where the light was glowing he would have to clamber up the drainpipe and hop over onto the balcony where the light was coming from.Luke was very adept and scaled the pipe easily and found himself on a balcony outside two apartments on the first floor.  He took his time and moved to the window where the light was coming from, silent in his movement, an expert cinsellik bilgileri at his craft. He looked in the window carefully where the light was coming from and he could see a man sat in his chair watching TV with a book close by.  This was not his opportunity.Anja meanwhile was settling in bed to sleep, her mind still on the porn she had watched, but resisting the urge to touch herself, she had to be up early, she worked as an operating room nurse and had to be in by 7 am.  It was gone midnight and it was time for her to sleep.  Slowly but surely she drifted to sleep with her fantasy in her mind. Anja was single, a beautiful red-headed woman of approximately fifty years, with no current boyfriend but highly sexed and enjoyed her pleasure.  She was under her duvet, lights off but just a cool breeze coming from a slightly open window in her lounge.Luke moved along the balcony to the second apartment, silently so as not to disturb the man watching his TV.  As he moved along the balcony he stopped to look at the view, it was dark but the bright lights of the city were visible in the distance, he stood and looked for a few minutes. Luke put on his leather cinsellik hakkında bilgiler black gloves, tight-fitting latex style, they left no residue on surfaces, and made his way to the partially open window he had spotted, his opportunity had come.Anja was drifting in and out of sleep, her dreams of those dominant men still causing her pussy to twitch in raw appreciation of their manliness.  The occasional rub of her pussy just to keep herself satisfied, not really playing, just in keeping with her dreaming. She just loved to think of men instructing and controlling her; she craved that, not weak ineffectual vanilla partners that could not possibly satisfy her needs.‘CLICK’ Luke carefully opened the open window but in doing so the latch clicked loudly. He was annoyed at making such a basic error and waited to see if it had awoken anyone. Anja heard the noise, but thought nothing of it, she was in a relaxed state and it caused her no anxiety.  Luke eased the window open and quickly but quietly hopped up and inside the dark room, closing the window behind him, leaving it as he found it.He found himself in the lounge of the apartment, all the usual things were there, and he had a small torch that he used to manoeuvre his way around the room.  He looked around quickly but silently looking for anything of value, but it seemed there was really nothing that was worth him taking.  He looked in the kitchen in case there was anything left out, car keys, money but nothing.  He needed to look elsewhere, right then he did not know if anyone was home or not.

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