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Part 10- If They Only KnewRosa had said several times that one of the unique things about our relationship was that, in a brief period, we were sharing our most intimate fantasies … those related to spanking anyway.  It was certainly the most I’d ever shared about my wants and desires, but it seemed obvious that a common interest such as we had would naturally generate such openness.  Rosa wished that were true, and having no other experience to go on, I had to acknowledge her view of the world as truth … at least until I’d seen otherwise.Extended periods of time apart made our phone calls that much more precious … and stimulating!  Our conversation still centered almost entirely on our favorite pastime and rarely went into anything but the most superficial of small talk.  After a couple of months, I started wondering how long it could last because our discussion made it plainly obvious that we still had almost nothing in common, and were it not for a mutual love of a sore, red bottom, we’d have nothing.  Further, we both openly acknowledged it by openly discussing how to find and connect with other fans of spanking.Still, we spoke of getting together again and a couple of months after her trip south, I made another trip to New York.  Rosa didn’t get as much vacation as I did so she couldn’t take the time off as I had for her, but staying at her home still allowed us many opportunities to put each other across our respective knees for a good bottom smacking. As an early riser, I would get up with her, often before, to share breakfast and take her to work so I’d have her car to use during the day.  I don’t cook much of anything, but I can make a rather good breakfast and did so for her several of the days I was there.  One breakfast was made more memorable than the rest when Rosa found fault with my preparation of her eggs and bent me over the table for a fast and furious spanking to make sure I didn’t do it again.One of the private topics we often shared on the phone was the way a really sore bottom sikiş izle might affect activities immediately following a long, hard spanking, whether one was just going to bed … sleeping face down, of course … or having to be with other people unaware of your condition.  Rosa mentioned more than once how she had never had to go to work and face her colleagues with the pain of a really sore bottom to distract her … clarifying the difference between a night-before spanking versus one just received.  When she was a little bitchy one morning, I decided to make sure she no longer considered this an experience she had not had yet.  I offered to pick her up for lunch and she agreed with a grumble.  As we drove her to work in her ‘big, stupid car’, I formulated a plan.After dropping her off at work, I started looking for a park. Why not make it a public spanking as well and hit two of her favorite fantasies.  I knew of two parks within a reasonable distance of her office, and I came upon a third as I surveyed the other two.  The last turned out the best with a nice bench under a tree, in full view of most of the park, yet far enough away from the masses and a clear view of who might be able to see us.Next, I had to find a good deli nearby so I could get a good picnic lunch that wasn’t just fast food.  Rosa had mentioned a place called Dominic’s as a place she frequented for lunch, so I went to check it out and found your typical great New York deli with great hot sandwiches … pastrami, corned beef, club sandwiches, etc. Finally, I went back to the house to have breakfast, shower, and dress, after which it was almost time to leave.  I grabbed the leather paddle I’d brought from Florida, hid it in the back of the van and set off for Dominic’s.  I got there early intentionally to avoid being held up by the lunch rush.  After getting our lunch I headed back to her office and arriving about ten minutes early, settled in to wait for her to come out.  I didn’t have to wait long as she had seen me pull brazzers up and her boss let her go early.”Mmm, something smells good!” she said as she got in smelling the hot pastrami.  While I was planning earlier, I realized I wasn’t really sure what she’d worn today except that I was pretty sure it was a dress and made a mental note to pay attention to it when I picked her up.  She wore a light summer dress in a burgundy calico pattern that had a peasant top with a wide round neck and short, puffy sleeves.  The skirt portion was quite full and therefore would present no problem pulling it up once I had her across my knee.Clearly, in a better mood than when I’d dropped her off, I told her what my plan was … at least up to the point of her spanking … and we made our way to the park.  I parked as close as I could to the site I’d picked, but we still had a good walk to the shady bench I’d picked out.  We’d brought a blanket Rosa kept in her car and spread it on the grass right in front of the bench.  I handled the serving as I knew who got what and we began eating, all the while not talking at all about the morning, but having pleasant conversation, nonetheless.  We were nearly done eating so I decided to get the real party started.”So, you seem to be in a much better mood now.””I was pretty bitchy this morning, wasn’t I?  I don’t know why … Just got up on the wrong side of bed, I guess.””There was no reason to direct your mood at me, was there,” I replied more as a statement, than a question.”I know. I’m sorry.””You should realize by now that sometimes ‘sorry’ isn’t enough!””I’m gonna get a spankin’ when I get home tonight, aren’t I?” she said trying unsuccessfully to hide a smile behind a pouty face.”Perhaps … but I see no reason why we have to wait till then.””What, here? Now!?” she asked as she looked around in a panic.”There’s no one anywhere near us and we can see any potential onlookers coming from quite a ways away.””But …””The only butt I need right now is yours fake taxi porno across my knee,” I said as I moved to the bench and patted my lap. She smiled at my play on words and guardedly placed herself across my waiting lap still scanning the horizon for threats.  I left her dress in place and began spanking her right away to give her time to get comfortable with her surroundings, and eventually so turned on she wouldn’t care if someone walked right up and watched. I could tell she’d worn full panties and suspected they were quite tight as well, so I was betting she’d worn my favorite pair of tight, white panties in anticipation of getting spanked today … even if she hadn’t been expecting it so soon.”Was it fair to inflict your bad mood on me this morning?” I scolded as the barrage of swats to her gorgeous bottom continued relentlessly.”No, sir!” she cried in pain both real and desired,”In the future, you’ll let me help you get out of a bad mood?””By spanking me like this!?” she replied, intentionally provoking me.”Excuse me? Are you getting smart with me?” I challenged, although she was right.  Grabbing the hem of her dress I yanked it up unceremoniously to see I was right about her panties.  The white contrasted nicely with the pink hue of the flesh that hadn’t been protected by her panties.  Stroking those firm, warm globes in appreciation of such a sexy sight, I was awakened from my reverie by her reply.”No sir!! … and yes, sir!” I spanked hard and fast on the very top of each cheek, letting her know I didn’t like her answer.  “Oww! No, sir, I’m not getting smart with you and … Ow-ow-ow!! … yes, sir, I’ll let you help me with a bad mood!  Owwww!!!””That’s better”, I replied simply, letting my hands do the talking as they peppered her hot bottom with fast, firm spanks.  I was going to make sure she remembered this spanking all afternoon while she tried to work.  Looking at my watch I saw time was running out and it was time to move it along.  My hands went to the waist of her panties, and she instinctively raised her hips to allow me to pull them down well below her reddening mounds, but that didn’t stop her from protesting.”Please not on my bare bottom, sir?!  I have to go back to work, and I’ll be sitting down most of the afternoon!”

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The sound of the headboard banging against the wall in tune with the motion of the ocean could be heard through out the apartment and also probably to the neighbors downstairs. But I didn’t care; who could when you are as deep as you can go in a warm wet snatch, with a pair arms tightly wrapped around your body?

I had been doing a lot of fucking lately, as I was newly in a relationship with a nympho-maniac! And I mean that in every sense of the word. I could ask for it anywhere, (well with in reason) and she would pull my cock out and lift up her skirt, or lose the pants. I loved it! On my car, (a couple times, and in different places) in my car, at the mall, in the park, and a plethora of different other places.

But anyways, that particular day, I was fully engulfed in my newly found play toy and I was loving it! I looked her in her eyes and the climax inside me was building like a boiling volcano. The feeling inside me made me feel as if I was going to rocket straight into outer space. I started to fill her as my impending boiling orgasm over took my body. I expelled jet upon jet of fresh baby batter into the soaked and soiled flower that surrounded my hard cock, and I kept thrusting as not to lose the erection that I had. This felt too good, as she always did, and I had to go another round!

The blonde rats nest that was her hair, was sloppy on top of her head, and there was blonde hair everywhere. Beads of sweat were lining her head, and her mascara was a smeared mess on her face. The red lipstick that was supposed to last for a full twenty-four hours; didn’t, and it too was smeared across her freckled face. And I’m sure I looked a hot mess too, but I can’t see my own face, so we’ll just leave it at that.

The text message ring on my phone scared the piss out of both of us, as we were in a euphoric state, and the light from the screen lit up the room.

“Who’s bad timing is this?” my lady asked me sternly.

“Beats the piss out of me, it’s probably one of the boys, it’s late, and they don’t care if they bother me in my sleep.” I said picking my phone from the bedside nightstand.

“Hey Sam, Sorry it’s so late, I was out at the bar, and realized that I still had your clothes in my car. I’m sitting outside if you’d like to come to the door, I have it.”

“It’s Amanda from work honey. She picked up my new uniform and jacket for me the other day, and I haven’t gotten it from her yet. She’s harmless, I will just grab the stuff and I can pick up where we left off when I get back. Ok?”

My girl rolled her eyes, but complied and slapped me on the ass playfully. “Just put on at least your boxers, I don’t want this ‘Amanda’ (said really sarcastically) to get any ideas about my man.”

I just laughed and got out of the bed.

Truth be told, Amanda did have ideas about her man, and I had ideas, and even fantasies about her too! My friend Gabe had introduced the two of us at work a couple of months prior. We talked a little, laughed a little, and at the time, she was single, and so was I. But I met my lady and although Amanda and I talked about it, and even fantasized about it, I hadn’t been able to find the time to go and see what this girl was all about.

I went to the door, and when I opened it, she was standing there in all of her glory, with the big smile that she was famous for, plastered across her face. “I’m sorry I’m coming by so late, but the bar that I was at with a friend of mine is just down the street, and I figured I would drop by. I’m sorry if you were sleeping, or busy…” she looked down noticing my anal yapan gaziantep escort boxers only, hiding a half aroused snake just from her view.

“I was busy, but it’s nothing I can’t get right back into.” I said as she laughed lightly and absent-mindedly licked her lips.

I blushed lightly when her eyes met mine again, and I looked her up and down. Just then, Amanda stepped closer to me to hand me the clothing that she was cradling in her arms. I reached out for my belongings, and as I did, I felt a small hand slide into the hole in the front of my boxers. My cock lunged forward, filling her hand fully and my body responded also as I jerked. My eyes got big, and my mouth dropped open, and although I wanted to speak, I couldn’t.

She didn’t say anything either, but pulled her hand back out of my shorts, and wiped the wetness that was still on my cock onto my boxer shorts, all while she never broke eye contact.

“I wanna watch.” Was the inaudible sentence she mouthed to me as I still stood there in awe.

What do you say to that? My girl would kill me. Some of them would leave over this, some of them would freak out on the both of you… I didn’t know I had never been to this bridge to cross it!

“I can’t. She’ll kill me!”

“I got this, trust me.” she mouthed back.

I didn’t know what to do. My heart was beating a million miles a minute, and I was starting to sweat again, but most importantly, my cock was standing at full attention, through the whole in my boxer shorts.

I didn’t want to do this, didn’t want to hurt the girlfriend, didn’t want to upset my friend, but most importantly, and I guess the biggest deciding factor, I didn’t want to lose this moment, or my erection for that matter! It may never come again! (The moment, not my hard-on)

The worst my girlfriend could do was leave right? And in this current state, with Amanda feigning over me the way she was, I would win either way! Maybe I could see more of her. Well that is assuming that… the worst my girlfriend could do is leave. She was known to have a temper, maybe she wouldn’t just leave, and maybe she would start an all out war in my bedroom that night? I didn’t know, and didn’t have time to care.

I set the clothes down on the kitchen table, thanked Amanda out loud, and bid her farewell as I closed the door behind her. When I turned to greet her eye to eye again, I mouthed, “I trust you, don’t get us killed!” And with that, I walked into my bedroom and dropped my boxers to the floor.

The lady was laying just as she was when I left her and her eyes were closed as she was lightly snoring. ‘Perfect,’ I thought.

I padded lightly across the bedroom floor, and knelt onto the bed between her legs. I stroked my cock a couple of times as I was getting ready to enter back into her, and lay between her legs, sliding my chocolate meat into her. Without opening her eyes, a moan escaped her lips, and the walls of the Venus Fly Trap tightened around my hammer.

I got into rhythm and started thrusting to meet her body’s responses. I peppered kisses all over her neck and face, leaving love bites in my war path all over her neck, ears, collar bone and chest. I pounded into her slowly and deliberately. Each thrust meant something and my heart was still pounding out of my chest. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that I had Amanda in my house, about to spy on my girl and me fucking! And sure enough, as I was pounding away, I looked up at Amanda, who was in the room anal yapan gaziantep escort bayan now with her hand slowly rubbing and pinching her own exotic flower.

My head was fucking spinning. I didn’t know what to do, or even what to think! This type of stuff never happened to me. And now, here I was, entertaining one, and pleasing another!

Amanda was now pinching her round swollen nipples while she was rubbing her wet engorged lips and hard nubbin. Her pants were in a denim pool at her feet with a spot of hot pink in the center of the pool. Her shirt was up and a very full globe was out in the open as she pleasured herself to the sight of me pleasuring my girlfriend.

And there was me, thrusting as deeply as my cock could go inside of the tight walls that surrounded it. I was giving it all that I had, as if it were the last fuck I’d ever have! (Because it very well could have been! But if it were, who would be telling the story?)

And when I didn’t think it could get any more crazy, my mind was totally blown from my head. Amanda walked over to the bedside and knelt beside it right above Stephanie’s head. Steph’s eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly and rolling her head back and forth. Amanda reached her hand out to stroke Stephanie’s blonde hair, but I was able to reposition my hand to grab hers and pin it to the bed. Fire shot across my pupils and I looked Amanda in the eyes, and again, she mouthed the words, “Trust Me!”

I moved my hand from hers and she went back to her delivery. Her hand touched Stephanie’s forehead, and Steph’s eyes immediately fluttered open. Just as Stephanie went to speak, Amanda’s mouth covered hers, and her tongue began to explore the blonde girl’s mouth. I took this as cue, and started fucking my girlfriend for all it was worth. I even placed my thumb on her clit as I started rolling it back and forth to bring on her orgasm twice as fast. Amanda’s hands found Steph’s nipples and they started pinching and rubbing while Stephanie’s mouth was full of another girl’s tongue.

Just the site of what was going on, and the thrill of seeing it unfold before my eyes brought me to my own orgasm. I also felt Stephanie breathing faster, and by this time, Amanda had also started rubbing herself again while she knelt beside the bed. The sites and sounds, smells and feelings of everything that was going on had me in complete euphoric high, and I wanted nothing more than to blow my load deep inside the hot cavern I was pounding into, and just then…

The orgasm that ripped through the three of us was like having each one of our souls torn out. I felt explosions from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and by all of the shaking, shivering, moaning, and screaming that was coming from the two of them, I think the same feeling was occurring in them.

*

When everything calmed down the look that I got from my now very coherent girlfriend didn’t at all look like she was ready to get it again! It looked more like I was probably going to pay dearly for what had just happened with out her permission.

“So you’re a great kisser, but if I may ask, who the fuck are you?” Stephanie asked very sternly.

“I’m Sam’s coworker Amanda. I’m so sorry if I caused any discomfort, but I smelled sex in the air when I came in, and I got slightly jealous of the lady that was getting the treatment in here, and I asked if I could watch. Sam told me no, but I almost begged him. I haven’t had sex since my man and I split ways, and I’ve escort gaziantep anal yapan always liked Sam, and envied the lady that got to lay beside him. I would never dream of stealing him from you, so please don’t go crazy, I respect you and I respect him, so I don’t want to break up a happy home, I just wanted to watch a little bit.

Then of course, I started watching in person, and I started to get hot, and before I knew it, I was walking towards the bed, and reaching out to touch you.” Amanda said almost regretfully.

“Is this true?”

“I don’t lie to you Stephanie.”

“I swear it’s true Stephanie. I wouldn’t lie either, and like I said, I don’t want to mess up a happy home. I just wanted to participate a little tonight. I’m buzzing off of the alcohol I drank, and just wanted to feel loved a little tonight, and when I saw your man in his boxers, smelling of you, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity! I’m so sorry if I over stepped my boundaries.”

Steph was silent for a minute, but there’s not much that can keep her that way, so she spoke up. “Listen you two, I am highly upset, but I can forgive this whole thing if the both of you promise me one thing! Sam, if you ever cheat on me with this girl, or any other girl with out my prior knowledge, I swear to you I’ll make you regret it for the rest of your life! Promise me you will keep your word!”

“I promise.”

“And you Missy, I swear on everything I love and hold dearly, if I find out you’re trying to take my man from me, I will go to jail for a very long time. After I deal with him, I’m coming for you! Is that understood?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good, Now if one of the two of you don’t get me off again like that, I’m going to lose my cool and come down off of my emotional high!” Stephanie said.

I took my cue, and moved to the tip of Stephanie’s toes, and started kissing and licking every square inch of her body as I worked up her right leg, and then back to the toes of the left leg, while Amanda started kissing her again.

I moved to burry my face in Stephanie’s flower, and Amanda pushed my head backwards. “It’s my turn to have a little fun.”

And with that, she knelt between Stephanie’s legs and pushed me out of the way. Steph looked at me through halfway closed eyes, and whispered, “Bring me that cock.”

I stood up and did what I was told, and walked to her side, where she leaned up on her elbow and pulled my prick into her mouth and started slobbering all over it.

In no time flat, Steph had came, and I was looming on my second also while Amanda was still eating Steph out. I took this opportunity to go and stand behind Manda and finger her pussy. She was running down her leg, literally. Her juices were running in rivers down her thighs and onto the floor at her knees. Her hot box was so wet that the fingers that I inserted slid into her with ease.

“Put that prick inside me. No let me mount you.” She said in between moans. I laid on the bed beside Stephanie, and Amanda stood up and got onto the bed and slowly impaled herself onto my sword.

She started bouncing up and down on it and at the same time, my lady stood over my face and slowly sat down onto my face so I could continue getting her off. I stuck my tongue out, and Steph started bouncing on my tongue as if it were a cock. And me… Need you ask? I was Feeling Fucking Fantastic!

That is until Amanda got close to her orgasm, stood up, rubbed her pussy a couple times, and expelled streams of lady cum all over my girlfriend and me. And as she finished her orgasm, I exploded with Stephanie, and the second orgasm was almost as good as the first one!

*

Amanda, Steph, and I fucked a couple more times before Stephanie and I went our separate ways, (for different reasons) but I’ll never forget any of the times that we got together. And I’ll definitely never forget the time Stephanie met Amanda.

* * * * *

bs21/ 10.27.12

Dedicated to A.M. I sure hope you like this!

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The Locker Room (Part 4)

Kathryn M. Burke

With the onset of the new semester, studying for classwork took precedence over lovemaking. But DeAndre was getting more and more insistent on Camilla reconciling with her sister. It was, in his view, very bad for these siblings to be at loggerheads, and Camilla shouldn’t hold any grudges against her twin.

But although he repeatedly urged his girl to contact Naomi and establish at least some kind of détente, an unexpected meeting on campus turned the trick.

It was a bit surprising that the two women hadn’t run into each other before, but their schedules were actually quite different, so their chance encounter outside the student union took both of them by surprise.

“Hi, Camilla,” Naomi said timidly, fearing a hostile response.

“Hi, Naomi,” Camilla said, feeling not anger but mortification at her own pig-headedness.

“You . . . wanna talk?” Naomi said.

Camilla nodded, and turned right around and went back into the building. It was a cold day in February, and the outdoors was no place for any sort of discussion.

They sat down at an empty table in a coffee shop. At first neither said anything, but both women could see that the other was looking good. Perhaps the wintry day had put a rosy glow in their cheeks, but it was probably other things as well.

“So . . .” Naomi began hesitantly, “you’re with DeAndre Wilkins.”

“Yup,” Camilla said.

“You’re the talk of the college.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah. He—well, everyone thinks the world of him.”

“You know, there’s a lot more to him than just being a football player.”

“I’m sure there is.”

“He’s a real sweetheart.”

“He treats you well?”

“Yes, he does. And I’ve met his dad.”

“His dad? Gee, that’s great!”

“He’s a sweetie pie too.”

They fell silent for a time. Then:

“How—how’s Matt?” Camilla said.

“He’s fine.”

“Does he treat you well?”

“Of course. He always has.”

“That’s good.”

Another silence. Then Naomi said in a rush: “Oh, Camilla, why don’t you come over to our house? Bring DeAndre along—we’d love to meet him.”

“Yeah,” Camilla said wearily, “maybe we’ll do that.”

“You should!” After a pause: “Matt misses you, you know.”

“Does he?”

“Sure, he does! You and he were—”

“You don’t have to remind me.”

“Does, um, DeAndre know—about Matt, I mean?”

“Yes, he does.”

“Good. Well, you should come over for dinner sometime.”

“Sure thing. Are you still doing all the cooking?”

“Yes.”

“Well, maybe we’ll come over early and I can help you cook.”

“That would be great!”

The dinner date was scheduled for Friday night. DeAndre was more than eager to meet Naomi and Matt—more for Camilla’s sake than his own. They did come early, around 5 p.m., and the two sisters retreated to the kitchen while the men got acquainted. It proved to be a wonderful meal of pork chops, roasted potatoes, and string beans, with a store-bought apple pie for dessert.

DeAndre, while participating in the conversation, really acted as a kind of spectator of the interactions between the other three, since he knew that they had formerly been intimate. And he also had to admit that he could hardly take his eyes off Naomi—so similar to his own girl in appearance, but so different in personality (but not quite as different as they used to be, now that Camilla had resolved to be somewhat more “feminine” than before).

As Matt and Naomi were tidying up in the kitchen, DeAndre said, “I’m glad we did this. I’m glad you did this.”

“I know, I know—sisters shouldn’t be at odds with each other.”

“It’s more than that.”

“What do you mean?”

DeAndre peered at her intently. “You and Matt.”

Camilla turned away from his gaze. “What about me and Matt?”

“He cares for you—cares deeply. And you care for him.”

“How can you know that?”

“It doesn’t take a genius, Camilla. Just the way you two look at each other.”

“Hey, we had a relationship once, and we don’t have it anymore. That’s all there is to it.”

“That isn’t all, and you know it.”

“You think I’m still in love with him?” she said, almost outraged.

“I know you are.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“Is it?”

“It is!”

“Well, I know he still loves you.”

Camilla’s shoulders slumped escort reklamları from her boyfriend’s intense questioning. “Okay, sure, I have feelings for him. And maybe he has feelings for me. So what?”

“So . . . you should be able to express those feelings. It’s not healthy to bottle them up.”

She stared at him wide-eyed. “What—what are you suggesting?”

“I think you know.”

She looked down at her hands. “You—you wouldn’t mind?”

“Of course not.”

“I guess”—she eyed him askance—”that means you want to cuddle up with Naomi.”

He smiled genially. “I won’t say no. If she wants me.”

“If she wants you? You gotta be kidding! I think she’s been fantasizing about you the moment she saw you!”

“I don’t know about that.”

“I do! Believe me: she may seem shy and retiring, but she has a lot of passion under that timid exterior.”

“Well, then, shall we do something about this?”

“You mean right now? Tonight?”

“Why not? We don’t have classes tomorrow. It’s the perfect time.”

“Let me go and talk to them.”

And she got up and stalked, a bit stiffly, into the kitchen. A few words were passed, and from his vantage point DeAndre could see Naomi clap a hand over her mouth at something her sister said, then cast a quick glance toward where he was sitting. In a few moments Camilla had come back to the living room.

“Okay, it’s all set,” she said with a bit of smugness.

The two couples made a pretense of having a bland conversation on general subjects for another hour or so; but by 9 o’clock it was obvious that all four of them were itching to get going in the night’s festivities. Camilla and Matt retired to the master bedroom, while DeAndre and Naomi made do with the ample quarters of the guest bedroom.

The first couple got down to business right away, stripping and engaging in only the most token foreplay before Matt plunged into Camilla’s pussy. They both responded with a kind of muscle memory, as their bodies instinctively recollected the frequent lovemaking of their earlier relationship. Matt thrilled to reacquaint himself with Camilla’s lovely body, so similar and yet so different from Naomi’s. It took two feverish copulations—vaginal and anal—before they settled down for a little chat.

“You know,” Matt began, “I never preferred Naomi to you.”

“I thought you did,” Camilla said. “But I guess it doesn’t matter. I have DeAndre now.”

“I’m sure he’s a lot better boyfriend than I ever was.”

“No way! He’s just different.”

“Well, he’s certainly an impressive physical specimen. And there’s clearly a lot going on in his mind and soul, too.”

“You can say that again.”

Then they resumed their coupling. It was frenetic and gentle at the same time, and there were moments when they just languished with their bodies fused, Matt hardly doing any thrusting, as they gloried in this physical and spiritual reunification.

With Naomi and DeAndre, it was a different story. Even though she led him by the hand into the other bedroom, she stood irresolute as he gazed fondly at her. Her native shyness came out as she contemplated the unprecedented act of joining bodies with a man she’d only just met. And yet, it did seem as if she’d known him for months or years.

DeAndre sensed her indecision, saying, “We don’t have to do this, you know. We don’t have to do anything.”

“No, I want to,” she said, “I really do.”

And so she began calmly, almost resignedly, taking her clothes off, turning her back to him in one final moment of embarrassment, her face turning crimson. DeAndre did the same, and he was finished undressing sooner than Naomi. So when she turned around and saw his member, already quivering with anticipation, she covered her mouth with her hands.

“Omigod!” she cried. “It’s so . . . big.”

“It’s not that much bigger than Matt’s,” he said. “I’m sure you can manage.”

She fell to her knees, almost in an attitude of worship, and took as much of that cock into her mouth as she could. That wasn’t very much, but her small mouth licked and sucked it with a kind of innocent lasciviousness: she frowned in concentration as she earnestly worked at her task. After a time DeAndre lifted her up and carried her to the bed, placing her down as gently as a father would her cherished daughter (but of course, father and daughter wouldn’t be naked and gaziantep escort reklamları planning to do what they were about to do).

With his placid eyes gazing down on her, he himself fell to his knees next to the bed, took hold of Naomi’s thighs, and buried his face in her sex. She gazed down in amazement as this man—whose exploits on the playing field had made him a legend on campus—proceeded to eat her out with both tenderness and passion, and in only a few minutes she was writhing and shaking from her orgasm—the first of several she expected to have that night.

But when DeAndre climbed into bed and placed his big, muscular body between her legs, she experienced a sense of trepidation that she couldn’t control: after all, he was only the second man who would be invading her private parts, and his broad frame looked like a giant’s as she lay helpless under him. She closed her eyes tight as if preparing for some exquisite but unavoidable torture.

DeAndre felt a wave of pity for her—she was so young and naive! He stroked her face softly, and she opened her eyes at the unexpected caress. She gave him a brave smile and said, summoning up all her courage, said, “You can go in me now.”

As he did so, her eyes expanded as she felt that long, thick cock probing her deeper and deeper, and she let out a little whimper as she felt impaled on his organ. He hadn’t gone in all the way, but he stopped and began pumping her gently. She seemed to like that sensation, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing him down on herself. DeAndre loved the feel of her soft but firm breasts against his chest, and as she hooked her legs around his hips he stroked her back and bottom as he continued to thrust into her.

Naomi expelled a soft sigh as she felt the full length of DeAndre’s cock now buried in her. She felt a swelling pride in her femininity as she made herself available to him—that was what she was put on earth for, wasn’t it? But at the same time that she felt totally submissive—the living receptacle of his ardor—she felt an inner strength as she realized, perhaps for the first time, how her own desirability as a female had in a way subjugated this powerful man by making him yearn impetuously for this fusion of their bodies.

And when he poured out his essence into her, she felt such an overpowering affection for him that she thought her heart would burst. She could have sworn that she experienced a mini-climax at the mere thought of his seed being so copiously deposited into her.

After a rest, he entered her bottom, and later they had a long session of sixty-nine before finally falling into an exhausted sleep.

In the morning, after a robust breakfast, the quartet decided to spend the day becoming better acquainted—and, in the case of the twins, becoming re-acquainted after their unfortunate and needless falling out. Dinner at a nice but inexpensive restaurant was followed by a return to Matt and Naomi’s house—and somehow, without anything being said, everyone knew what would happen next.

In short, only one bedroom would be used that night.

Everyone undressed quickly, and the sisters got a good look at each other’s nudity for the first time in many years. They marveled at both the similarities and differences in their forms—an echo of the parallels and variances of their temperaments. They had to give each other a warm hug, breasts mashing together delightfully, before they flopped onto the bed.

It was evident that double penetration was on the agenda, and Camilla lubricated herself as she prepared to demonstrate to her inexperienced sister how it was to be done. She got on her side and beckoned the men to their positions: Matt in front and DeAndre in back. As Naomi watched in amazement, the two guys entered her at the same time; and even though she was well used to this procedure, she still let out a gasp as she perceived the incredible sensation of being filled in two orifices at once. They pumped her vigorously, each of them holding a breast as they did so. It wasn’t surprising that, only a few minutes later, both men exploded with thunderous orgasms, matched by Camilla’s own.

They untangled themselves, and as the guys rested, Camilla got up from the bed and said, “Okay, Naomi, you’re next.”

Without further ado, she scooped out more cold cream from the jar and approached her sister.

“You’re going to lubricate gaziantep escort bayan reklamları me?” Naomi said in vague alarm.

“Sure thing, sis,” Camilla said. “I’m a pro at this.”

Naomi stood silent and nervous as her sister spread the cold white stuff all over and inside her anus. Then she surveyed the two men lounging on the bed with slowly hardening cocks as they envisioned this second round of double penetration with a woman who was essentially a virgin (as far as this act went, anyway).

She said, “Okay, guys, how do you want to do this?”

“I think that should be Naomi’s decision,” DeAndre said.

“I—I don’t know what to do!” Naomi cried in a sudden spasm of fear.

“Put her on top of me,” Matt said, “face up. I’ll go into her butt, and DeAndre can go into her pussy.”

Even though Matt knew that DeAndre had entered Naomi’s bottom yesterday, he still felt that in this process that man’s large cock would be better off in her vagina. So he lay flat on his back and urged Naomi to get on top of him. He slipped his cock into her bottom, and as Naomi lay there with legs awkwardly spread, DeAndre kneeled in front of her and inserted his cock into her pussy gently but firmly.

Now it was Camilla who enjoyed the incredible sight of her sister being pounded by two men at once. But she wasn’t as inclined as Naomi to be a passive spectator. After the guys had gotten into a good rhythm, she climbed onto the bed herself and, placing herself directly above Naomi’s face, sat down on it.

An incoherent “Mmmm!” escaped Naomi’s lips as she tasted her sister’s sex for the first time. It was already leaking come from both of her lower orifices, and Naomi automatically swallowed it as it dripped thickly into her mouth. She took hold of Camilla’s bottom and squeezed it hard, just as the two men were pummeling her with increased fury, ready to come again.

And when they did, the two women also cried out—Naomi’s cries somewhat muffled, as her mouth was still covered by Camilla’s pussy—with shuddering climaxes of their own. There was a lot of writhing and shaking and trembling and groaning as this quadruple orgasm worked its way through all the participants, until they finally had to separate, lying haphazardly over the bed.

The women were interested in more activity right away, and expressed a certain annoyance about the need for men to rest up before they were ready for another round. This time, Naomi and Camilla got into sixty-nine position on their sides, and as they were furiously licking and sucking each other, each man got on either side of the females and plunged into their bottoms—DeAndre in Naomi’s and Matt’s in Camilla’s. Each woman thereby had an up-close-and-personal view of the other receiving a big, thick cock into her anus, and the men added to their enjoyment when they pulled out and spattered their come all over the girls’ faces. They screamed in delight as the hot liquid poured over them like a spray of lava.

That was, really and truly, the end of an incredible foursome—but somehow they all felt that it would be something they would repeat many times in the future.

The next morning, Naomi pried herself out of the tangle of bodies and drifted over to the kitchen for some much-needed coffee. She saw her sister already sitting at the table, drinking coffee with a smug expression on her face.

Camilla said, “Had a nice time last night?”

“Sure,” Naomi said in a dreamy voice. “But—”

“But what?”

“Oh, Camilla, we were so naughty!”

“Nothing wrong with having two guys in you at once. I’ve had more than that in the past.” She couldn’t ever forget that incident in the locker room, which had led to her acquaintance with DeAndre.

“I don’t mean that. I mean—you know . . .”

“Licking each other’s pussy, you mean?”

“Yes.” Naomi was now blushing furiously. “You’re my sister, for God’s sake!”

“Oh, Naomi, it’s nothing. We’re all adults here. Anyway”—her voice became more tender—”it was just a way of our showing how much we love each other, wasn’t it?”

Naomi smiled weakly. “I suppose so.”

“And you liked it, didn’t you?”

“I did. It’s funny—your pussy smells and tastes a little different from mine. I mean, I’ve never actually tasted my own pussy, but when I remember what my fingers smell like after, um, playing with myself, my stuff doesn’t smell the same as yours. Isn’t that strange?”

“DeAndre once told me all women’s pussies smell and taste just a bit different.”

“Men’s cocks smell and taste pretty much the same, wouldn’t you say?”

“Yeah, I guess so. It’s just one more way we’re more special than men!”

It was Sunday, and after their usual big breakfast all four of the participants decided that it was a day for studying, and so they hit the books right away.

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The Tigers had won their fourth football game in a row on their home field and were now 5 and 1 on the season. There was much cheering and jubilation in the stands as the Tigers cruised to an easy 35 to 10 victory over their weaker opponents giving the small town high school a sense of pride with the win. But as is the case with many small towns there was little to do after the game and so Rob and his younger sister, Becky, went to the party at Jimbo’s for the third time that month. They would have gone elsewhere if there had been other options but small towns never seem to have a lot of options so it was Jimbo’s again or go on home and watch TV.

Jimbo was well known locally both for his parties and for being a complete asshole at times. He was a short, scrawny guy with a long ponytail and wispy goatee who lived in a big, old house out in the country, down a road that people rarely traveled. The isolation and the fact that the house was surrounded by woods made it a good spot for loud parties which Jimbo had on a regular basis. It was also outside the city limits and quite a drive from the county sheriff’s department so it was somewhat rare for law enforcement to come out and investigate. If the law did come any one who was under the legal age for drinking would run out the back door into the woods and wait until they were gone before returning. Jimbo provided a keg of cheap beer and charged 5 dollars to drink so it was somewhat a bargain and a decent way to kill time on a Friday night.

Of course at Jimbo’s parties pretty girls drank free and he always seemed to be on hand, ready to fill the girl’s cups if needed. It was no secret that he often tried to get the drunkest girls back into his bedroom for some Jimbo time as he called it. However the girls had quickly wised up to his tactics and Jimbo was rarely successful.

The music was loud like it always was at Jimbo’s parties. Rob was in the kitchen talking with friends, trying to escape the din. He could see his sister, Becky sitting on a worn out couch in the living room from where he stood. Her head rested on a pillow and her eyes were closed despite the loud music. He noticed several red cups sitting on a beat up end table next to her and figured she had drank a bit too much. It was time to go home.

Rob was tired of listening to the same old football stories he and his friends told every time they came together anyway. Rob was 21 and knew that he had probably peaked in high school. He was a good football player, earning all-region honors as a tight end but his high school GPA and SAT scores weren’t going to get him any scholarships or into college for that matter. He tried the army but a knee injury in basic training ended that before it got started so he worked in a distribution warehouse for a big retail store. He made good but not great money but found himself pondering his future as he drove a forklift and moved pallets all day. He and Becky still lived at home. Becky because she was a senior in high school and Rob because paying the mortgage and maintaining the house was hard for his mom who worked the night shift as an RN at a hospital 25 miles away. His dad left them when Rob was just 8 years old and Rob had always felt an obligation to help his family whenever he could.

Right now he thought the best way to help his 18 year old sister was to get her home and into bed. He downed the last of his beer and said his goodbyes then went out to the living room to get Becky. He gave her foot a light kick to get her attention.

“Come on, it’s time to go home,” he said as he held out his hand to her to help her up.

Becky opened her eyes and gave her brother a dirty look. “I don’t want to go home yet. You go and I’ll get a ride later,” she said as she repositioned herself on the couch.

“No, we need to go ahead and leave. Come on.”

Without opening her eyes she held out a hand which Rob lightly took. He started to gently help her up when, suddenly, Jimbo plopped down on the couch beside Becky and put his arm around her shoulder.

“Hey Rob, bro, I got this,” said Jimbo. “I’ll make sure she gets home OK, don’t worry about it.”

“I don’t think so Jimbo,” replied Rob as he pulled on his sister’s arm to get her started.

“Why not? She’ll be fine. No problem.”

Becky gathered her feet under her and stood at the same Rob pulled her up but Jimbo still had his arm around her. He snaked his other arm around her and tried to pull her in for a kiss but Becky quickly blocked him by putting her hand over his mouth. Rob saw Jimbo’s move and pulled Becky to the side then stepped in front of Jimbo, blocking his way.

“Knock it off Jimbo,” he said his tone more annoyed then angry.

“What the Hell!” exclaimed Jimbo. “I just want a little kiss and you got to get all in my shit about it!”

Rob and Becky pulled on their coats in preparation to leave. “Come on Becky, Good night Jimbo. See you next time.” Rob put his hand on Becky’s back and guided her to the front gaziantep escort door.

Jimbo stormed over to the stereo and turned the volume all the way off with a quick twist of his wrist. The sudden silence got everyone’s attention and they all looked toward the sound system to see what had happened. Jimbo stomped over to the front door and stood in front of it, blocking Rob and Becky’s exit. Rob rolled his eyes for he knew what was coming. Jimbo was about to have one of his infamous dramatic hissy fits that he threw when things didn’t go his way. Rob and nearly everyone else had seen it all before and there were a few groans among the crowd when they realized what was happening.

“You ain’t leaving until I get a kiss.” Jimbo defiantly folded his arms in front of him and clenched his jaw tightly as he kept his position.

“Move Jimbo. She’s not kissing you,” Rob replied.

“She can tell me herself if she don’t want to…”

“I’m not kissing you!” Becky said loudly, before Jimbo could finish. A number of people watching laughed.

Jimbo did not move despite Becky’s refusal. He was quiet for a moment as he thought of his next move. “Well you’re going to kiss someone before you go. A girl as hot as you needs to be kissed…a lot.”

Rob quickly began to tire of Jimbo’s antics. “You’re right, she’s hot. But she’s still not kissing you so get out of the way.”

“Oh so you think she’s hot then?”

“Yeah, I think everybody here thinks so too.”

Many in the crowd voiced their agreement causing Becky to blush and bring her hand up to her mouth in embarrassment. She was, indeed, quite pretty with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. She was also nicely built, not very busty but just enough that when she wore tight clothes, her breasts got attention once someone quit looking at her lovely face. Being a bit taller than most girls and having a nice round ass completed the package. Becky was elected to the homecoming court this year but this wasn’t just due to her beauty. She also had a genuinely sweet and likeable personality and was quite popular at her school.

“Then you’re going to kiss her!” shouted Jimbo. Then he started chanting “Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her!” as he pumped his arms up and down trying to get the rest of the party on his side. At first a few voices joined in but within a few seconds nearly everyone at the party was chanting along with Jimbo. Some clapped their hands or stomped their feet in time as they yelled along.

Rob had little patience with Jimbo to begin with and what little he had now disappeared when the chant began. He took a step towards Jimbo who, by now, was hopping up and down in time to his own chant. Rob was much bigger than Jimbo and he intended to use his size and strength to move the little asshole out of the way so that he and his sister could leave. Becky reached up and took hold of his arm, stopping him. She pulled his head down a bit so he could hear her above the din in the room.

“Don’t hit him. He’s just being his usual self. Let’s just do this and go home,” she said.

“Are you serious?”

“Just give me a quick kiss and let’s go.”

Rob looked around at the chanting crowd realizing that Becky’s solution might be the easiest. He held up his hand signaling everyone to quiet down. When the chanting subsided he leaned down and gave his sister a quick kiss on the cheek. Immediately the crowd roared their disapproval.

Jimbo quickly changed his chant. “On the lips, on the lips, on the lips!” Soon the others joined in, louder this time and with a bit more feeling, wanting to see if the brother and sister would actually do it.

Rob looked down at Becky. She gave him a quick nod and he leaned in and gave her another quick kiss on the lips this time. The crowd shrieked in delight and began to applaud. Becky blushed and smiled as Rob nodded his head up and down telling everyone that their conditions had been met and the show was over. He made another move toward the door but Jimbo was not satisfied just yet.

“You call that a kiss? Kiss her for real!” he yelled.

With that, Rob decided he had enough of Jimbo and this party. He balled up his right fist fully intending to take Jimbo out with a punch or two if he didn’t move. But before he could take a step towards Jimbo Becky grabbed him and spun him around towards her. She reached up her arms around her brother’s neck, pulled him down and kissed him fully on the lips. Rob was surprised to be sure but he allowed the kiss to go on for a couple of seconds before pulling back. Becky faked a swoon and leaned back with her left wrist coming up to her forehead making Rob catch her with his arms before she fell. Everyone at the party shrieked and hooted and applauded loudly at what they had just seen. Even Jimbo seemed a bit shocked at Becky’s actions but he yelled and whistled his approval none the less.

Rather than joining in with the delight of the crowd, gaziantep escort bayan Rob was embarrassed and his face showed it. He took Becky by the hand and pulled her towards the door. After seeing Rob’s face Jimbo wisely decided to get out of the way and let them pass. He moved over to the stereo and turned the volume back up then started dancing in the middle of the floor as Rob and Becky made their way out the door and onto the front porch. Rob stormed down the steps leaving Becky to follow then quickly walked across the lawn to where their car was parked. He got in the car and cranked it then waited for Becky to arrive and join him. As soon as she was buckled in he took off, the wheels flinging gravel into the air behind him.

The car was quiet as Rob drove along. He took back roads to avoid the law and soon was in their neighborhood heading toward home. Becky leaned against the window as the car moved along, her eyes closed. Rob pulled in to their driveway and shut off the engine got out of the car and went toward the house. Before he got to the door he went back and opened the passenger side door.

“Come on,” he said.

Becky unbuckled and climbed out of the car. Rob left her to close the car door as he went up to the side entrance of the house, unlocked it, and entered. This door into the house led into the kitchen. Rob took of his coat and hung on a coat rack near the door then went to the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of milk. He set it on the kitchen table and the got a few cookies out of a handy cookie jar. Lastly he took two plastic cups out of the dishrack and put them on the table. Becky watched him as he poured milk into both cups and put the cookies on a napkin near the center of the table. Rob picked up one of the cookies and dunked it in the milk allowing it to soak a few seconds before taking it out and biting into it. Becky sat down and did the same. She could tell her brother was still upset from his quiet, hurried movements.

“So are you mad at me?” she asked.

“No, I’m pissed at that asshole Jimbo for starting that whole mess.”

“Come on, it was all in fun. Everyone was laughing at it. No one took it serious.”

“It isn’t right that you and me should be kissing. We’re brother and sister for Christ’s sake. What do you think those idiots at the party are going to be saying come Monday. You’re probably going to hear all kinds of crap, so will I.”

“So it was bad that I kissed you?” she asked as she dunked a cookie.

“I ain’t saying it was bad, it just isn’t right.”

“You didn’t like it then.”

“Becky, knock it off,” said Rob bluntly. “Next time we go to Jimbo’s I’m going to put his lights out if he so much as mentions it. I’m going to bed.”

Rob got up from the table and rinsed out his cup before putting it in the sink. Then he left the kitchen and headed for his bedroom. Becky finished her last cookie and also rinsed out her cup then walked down the hallway to her own bedroom. She paused at her bedroom door and looked down the hall to Rob’s bedroom. After a couple of seconds she went to her brother’s room and stood in the doorway.

The lamp was on in Rob’s room giving off just enough light that everything was visible. Rob had taken off his shirt and t-shirt and was working on his shoes and socks but was still in his jeans. He was still as well built and muscular as he had been in his football days and the shadows from the lamp accented the lines of his muscles. Rob turned lots of girl’s heads when he went to a pool or had his shirt off for doing outside work but he was oblivious to the stares and comments he got. Becky leaned in against the doorframe and watched him as he kicked off his remaining shoe and took off his sock. He stood up and started unbuttoning his jeans when he saw her.

“Becky, go to bed. We can talk about this later.”

“I want to do it again,” she said.

“Do what?”

“I want us to kiss again. This time with out all the people screaming and yelling and without Jimbo egging things on. Then I want you to tell me how you feel.”

“Aw come on! Go to bed!”

“One kiss, then I’ll go to bed.”

Rob was tired and wanted to go to sleep but it seemed that Becky was not going to allow it until he gave in to her demand. “Do you promise? One kiss then you go to bed.”

“I promise,” she replied then walked over to him.

They stood facing one another for a few moments until Becky slowly reached her arms around Rob’s neck. He responded by lightly putting his arms around her waist but not pulling her towards him. Becky took the lead and gently pulled her brother’s face down and kissed him refusing to be the first one to stop. He tasted good, like cookies and milk and she opened a bit wider then slipped her tongue into his mouth and gently moved it around flicking the tip of his tongue with her own. This surprised Rob and he pulled away from his sister then looked into her face, escort gaziantep saying nothing.

“Was that bad?” she asked, her eyes never leaving his.

“Yeah, maybe, a little bad.”

Suddenly she stepped back and used both hands to shove Rob hard in his chest. He fell backwards on the bed and she instantly climbed on top of him, pinning down his arms with hers. Without hesitation she leaned down and put her mouth on his again, this time shoving her tongue in and pushing hard on his lips. Rob’s eyes were wide open and he grunted a couple of times in surprise but Becky did not stop. She continued kissing her older brother in a most un-sisterly way for several seconds until she quit and released his arms then sat up.

“How about that? Was that bad?” she asked, looking down at him.

“That was bad, yeah.”

“Let’s be really bad,” she said as she leaned closer to him.

In response, Rob reached up and grabbed Becky around the shoulders and pulled her to his chest. Their lips came together hard and they drew one another close as their kissing became more frantic their tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouth as saliva ran down their cheeks in little trails. Becky shifted her position so that her crotch was on top of Rob’s. She ground against him and felt his hard cock through his jeans feeling herself growing wet at the same time. Rob ground back against her, his hips pushing upwards, making maximum contact, feeling the heat from her crotch.

Becky sat up and her hands went to her blouse. She started unfastening her buttons as Rob watched.

“Becky wait.” He said as he watched her.

But Becky ignored him and flung off her blouse as soon as the last button was free. She reached behind her and undid her bra then tossed it to the floor. She fell forward and rubbed her tits on her brother’s chest as she pushed his arms down with her hands then began to lick his muscular chest at the same time. From her position she looked up and saw Rob’s head raised as he watched her. She smiled as her tongue drew little paths on his chest and her crotch kept grinding against his. She kept this up for a short time before climbing off him. Becky stood topless in front of Rob allowing him to see every part of her beautiful tits. Then she reached down and undid his belt. Rob’s hands went for his belt pushing hers away then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans on his own. Becky grabbed his jeans and pulled hard on them. Rob lifted up his butt a bit and they slid right off. Then Becky kicked off her shoes and quickly took off her own jeans revealing the white, lacy, thong panties underneath. She turned around and pushed them to her ankles bending over as she did. Rob had no such sense of subtlety and ripped his blue, striped boxers off, nearly tearing them in the process.

Becky bent forward and took her brother’s hard cock in her mouth and sucked it, using her left hand to jack it at the same time. Rob’s back and necked arched in pleasure as he lightly pushed his crotch up to meet her mouth with each stroke. Using her right hand, she began to rub her pussy and clit finding that she was dripping wet there. Her right middle finger found her clitoris and she began to rub it with light familiar strokes until she found that one most sensitive spot that caused her body to twitch and jerk every time she touched it.

Rob rose up and grabbed Becky’s arms then pulled her back on top of him. Becky immediately reached between her legs and found Rob’s hard cock then put it inside her. She started bucking up and down on top of him, fast and rough, as he put his hands on her hips to keep her properly positioned.

“Ahh! Ahh! Oh shit!” she exclaimed with each bounce. The sweat on her body shined in the dim light, her eyes were clenched shut and she bit her bottom lip in ecstasy as she kept on, faster and harder.

Then she noticed Rob’s strong hands on her shoulders. He took her firmly and rolled her underneath him. Now it was his turn to control the pace and he continued with the same intensity as his sister. She wrapped her legs around him and used her hips to pull him in with each hard thrust as their lips met yet again for the most frenzied kissing of the night. Muffled grunts escaped between breaths until finally Becky tore away from Rob’s lips and screamed.

“Ah yeah! Ah fuck yeah! Ahhhh!” With that last near shriek the threw her legs open wide as Rob came inside of her, his hot sperm streaming into her slippery pussy over and over. She held him tightly as the two of them shook on the bed, the near unbearable sensations of pleasure shooting through their bodies like little shocks of electricity until they both went limp. They could feel each others heart pounding in their chests and heard their rapid breathing gradually slow down as they recovered. After a time Rob rolled off Becky and lay on the bed beside her. Both of them were sweaty and some of Becky’s eye make-up had run down her cheeks. They both stared at the ceiling, focusing on the overhead light which was in their view, neither of them speaking for a time.

“That was very, very bad,” said Rob finally.

“Yeah. That was real bad,” she agreed.

They were quiet again for a bit until Rob spoke.

“I guess you’re not a virgin, huh.”

Becky reached over and gave him a punch on his chest for that comment.

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Friends Discover Benefits Pt. 02

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Jack and Amy are an average married couple in their late thirties. After years of a stagnant sex life, they finally built the maturity and confidence to explore their respective kinks and fantasies together.

They considered that their sex life was healthy, albeit a little vanilla. They’d averaged only 1-3 times per month. But both ensured they had an orgasm, every time. Jack and Amy figured it an achievement, especially with their respective work hours and extensive time spent parenting.

Amy was curvy. She had thick thighs and a large butt. She was half Korean-American and half Native, so she had a look that some men found appealing. Her dark chestnut hair framed a cute, round face. Jack was white, tall, athletic and had a rugged look about him. Both were relatively fit, they managed to take decent care of themselves.

Their closest couple friends were Bill and Shani- practically a mirror image of them. Also in nearing forty, they occupied a similar place in life. Careers, kids and the suburban American lifestyle defined much of their lives.

However, unlike Jack and Amy, Bill and Shani had a secret side- they’d been sexually adventurous for years. Both bisexual, their comfort zone was much wider. Their list of kinks and sexual achievements read like most normal couples bucket list.

Bill was very boyish and cute. Shorter than Jack, he had an athletic build. Shani was petite and dark, Egyptian-American with dark curly hair and innocent-looking brown eyes. Both were fit and sexy- the kind of couple that heads turned to look at.

They were longtime, close friends as families. Most importantly to Jack and Amy, Bill and Shani were highly compatible as friends and prospective and discreet sexual partners.

*****

Almost six months earlier, years of teasing and innuendos had (almost) culminated in a wild game night. They’d gotten tipsy, gotten naked and nearly fulfilled their fantasy of group sex. A poorly timed phone call from an ineffective babysitter drew the night to an early close.

It had been forever since they’d had an opportunity to reunite without the burden of kids or everyday life. Since their summertime encounter, they’d seen each other at work functions and family gatherings. Certainly not opportunities for them to fool around.

The heat of their previous encounter had simmered nonetheless. They’d kept it alive with suggestive texts and plans, all of which kept getting indefinitely postponed.

Tensions built. Looks shared. Every time the two couples saw each other was a quiet reminder of what could have been.

After Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s, things for both couples had settled back into the chaotic routine of work, school and life. Both agreed that a much-needed break was deserved.

Game Night 2.0. Babysitters arranged. Kids whisked away. Jack and Amy would host. The ground rules were set- a soft swap between the couples. Jack and Amy would finally indulge their long-standing fantasy.

*****

On the night of, Amy, the brilliant homemaker and hostess had set the stage perfectly. Every room of their two story colonial house was impeccably neat, pleasant candles were burning. Sexy, classic R&B played on their sound system- Amy had a brilliant taste in mood-setting music. Even new flowers were set out on the table.

As Amy aptly put it, “now, people are really going to want to fuck in our house.”

*****

Amy and Jack sat waiting on their couch. They scrolled through their phones, silently. There was a buzz of anticipation in the air. Bill and Shani were on their way. Their babysitter had limited time tonight. The couples had only three hours together. They planned to make the most of it.

The doorbell rang. Just a formality. Bill and Shani knew that they were always welcome in. The front door was already unlocked and they walked into the foyer.

Shani and Bill looked like the right combination of sexy and classy, bordering on nerdy, as always. They dressed as practically a mirror image. Bill wore jeans and a t-shirt under his coat. Shani wore tight-fitting dark jeans that hugged her tiny legs and hips.

Bill and Jack hugged in a taut, masculine embrace. Bill grabbed Jack’s bicep. “Man, you’re looking swole.” The gesture did not go unnoticed by Amy. She smirked to herself.She wouldn’t mind their arms around her, pinning her down…

Shani caught Amy drifting off. “Hey, girl!” she interrupted. “You look so sexy!” Shani kissed both of Amy’s cheeks.

“C’mon in, let’s get this party started,” suggested Amy.

*****

After the obligatory tour of what had been changed and redecorated, the four friends quickly settled into their natural, easy state. Amy had prepared a generous portion of sangria and snacks. The four ultimately gathered on the sofa in the living room.

They began the night with Cards Against Humanity- an old group favorite. Hilarious, raunchy, sexually suggestive cards and the right amount of alcohol mixed well. The tone was set for the night. The group was like a sexual powder keg.

Ever gaziantep eskort bayan quick-witted, Shani handily won the game.

“So, what’s next?” Shani asked.

“This the part where we all get naked!” her husband replied.

“Slow down, Bill. So, how do you feel about playing the Sex Dice game that we talked about,” Amy asked Shani.

“Oh my god, yes!” Shani agreed. The two women shared a conspiratorial look and left the living room.

Jack glanced at Bill. The two shared a look and a smirk. Evidently, their wives had discussed tonight much more than they’d let on in the group chat.

Amy briefly left the room, returning with a tiny wicker basket. In it, the sexy dice game, a handful of lubricants, condoms and two vibrators. Jack loved it- his wife was an amazing hostess, even when it came to their introductory experience with swinging.

Shani returned with the refilled pitcher of sangria, pouring another round of drinks for everyone.

*****

It was Game On.

*****

After both horny couples were seated, Amy and Jack explained the rules of the sexy dice game.

The game was simple, players would roll a set of dice and perform the actions displayed on the die. Some combinations would be sexy, others less so.

They split into two teams: guys ‘versus’ girls.

The four decided on the ground rules. Since Amy and Jack had earlier decided penetration of the other’s spouse was off, they opted to remove the sex position die. Anything else was on the table tonight for their ‘soft swap.’

“Clearly not made for a foursome,” commented Bill, who was reading the instructions on the packaging. “Is it worthwhile, though?”

“Yeah, it was pretty damn good when just the two of us played” offered Jack.

Amy laughed and rolled her eyes. “It might get spicy,” she added.

“Okay, here we go,” said Jack. He kissed his wife and rolled the three dice. The three dice landed. The group leaned in close to see the results.

Both & Spank & Ass were shown on the dice.

It was the guys’ turn to spank their wives asses.

“Huh,” said Jack. “Okay, so whose ass now?”

“Both?” replied Bill. He’d already dropped his jeans, revealing his buttocks.

“Smack his ass!” shouted Amy, giggling.

Shani nearly fell from the sofa, laughing. Amy couldn’t catch her breath laughing.

“Okay, fine,” said Amy, standing and bending over slightly. She faced away and stuck her big butt out towards the guys. Bill playfully smacked her ass. Not to be outdone, Jack smacked Amy’s ass again, but harder.

Amy yelped and giggled. She was quickly getting turned on, the idea of both guys smacking her ass. There was something deep and primal about it. She stirred eagerly.

“Okay, from now on, house rule: every roll must remove an item of clothing.” Jack stated. He said nothing else and simply pulled off his jeans, letting them fall around his ankles. He wore tight black boxer briefs underneath.

Amy smiled. She looked on approvingly. She enjoyed seeing her husband like this. Dominant and assertive.

“Wait, is that everyone?” Shani asked.

Jack looked at her, puzzled.

Amy knew what her husband meant. She explained. “Yeah, anytime you roll, your team of guys or girls take off an article of clothing.”

Shani smiled. Bill took off his jeans, tossing them aside. Underneath, Bill wore bright red briefs.

“Those are quite the underwear, Bill,” Amy joked. She was surprised by how loud his underwear were.

“Don’t you just love it?” Shani quipped. She grabbed the bulge in his briefs with a flourish.

It was now Amy’s turn to roll the dice. She sipped from her drink first, then shook the dice in one hand. She dropped them onto the coffee table.

You & Suck & Nipples

“Okay, whose nipples am I sucking on?”

“Shani’s,” replied Bill and Jack simultaneously.

“Umm, okay,” said Amy. Shani got to her knees on the couch. Amy knelt in front of her, about to lean in to kiss her.

“Stop.” Jack commanded.

Both women looked at him. Bill understood.

“He wants you to remove an article of clothing,” Bill said, nodding at Jack with a wink. “You know, house rules,” he added. Jack gave Bill a high-five.

Amy led the way. She was no stranger to being commanded by Jack. She loved hearing him take charge in their bedroom. It turned her on- she felt abuzz with arousal.

Amy pulled off her t-shirt and threw it at her husband, who caught it and threw it aside, Underneath she wore a red lace bra. Amy had small, delicate tattoos on her wrists and forearms.

Shani did the same. She lifted her t-shirt off and dropped it to the ground. She wore a simple black sheer bra. The translucent black fabric allowed her nipples to be seen. Her dark skin was marked with tattoos- on her back, shoulder blades and upper arms.

“So, how should we do this?” Amy pulled down one half of her bra, exposing one of her perky nipples.

“I feel like I should kiss you first,” said Shani.

Amy eskort bayan gaziantep felt butterflies in her stomach. She said nothing, just reached out for Shani.

The two embraced. It had been a while, but the two women were still comfortable with kissing each other. Lightly at first, then Shani pulled her in deeper for a kiss with tongue.

The men did nothing, simply watched. Jack felt himself harden with arousal.

“Okay, that’s better,” said Shani. Her hands were on Amy’s curvy hips. She traced them up to the red lace of Amy’s bra. Again, Amy exposed a nipple and Shani first kissed, then sucked on the taut, sensitive nipple. Amy gasped a little.

“Thank you,” Amy kissed Shani on her mouth. Amy now had her hands on Shani. Instead of just exposing a nipple, Shani simply unclasped her bra, letting it fall. Shani’s small breasts and dark, round nipples were exposed, perky with her own arousal.

“I haven’t done this…” Amy started to say. She was kissing Shani’s chest.

“Before?” asked Bill.

Amy cupped both of Shani’s small breasts. She took one of Shani’s nipples into her mouth, teasing it for a few seconds.

“No, in a long time,” answered Amy. Bill would not have known about a handful of her same-sex encounters in college.

Amy and Shani kissed again, then returned to their seats.

“Wow, what’s next?” asked Bill. He grabbed the dice and shook them in his cupped hands.

Bill rolled the dice. He eagerly looked on for the result.

Both & Kiss & Neck landed face up.

“Okay, so, we’re kissing necks!” Announced Bill.

Jack removed his shirt first. Shani took a few seconds to admire Jack’s physique. He had some chest hair, unlike her boyish husband.

Any certainly noticed Shani checking out her husband. In Amy’s mind, it added to his rugged appeal. In the months since their last encounter, Jack had increased his work in the gym.

Amy would later confess to Jack that watching another woman blatantly check out her husband made her a little jealous. She couldn’t explain it, but she wanted to fuck him and simply make Shani watch.

Bill did the same and removed his shirt. Like his wife, Bill wore many tattoos on his smooth, hairless chest.

Amy pointed at her neck. “Okay, right here.” Jack nuzzled into her neck and gave her a couple of slow, warm kisses.

“May I join in?” asked Bill.

“You may,” Amy replied.

Jack’s hands were on Amy’s hips and behind her neck. Bill nuzzled into the other side of her neck and started kissing.

“Oh my god,” whispered Amy, to no one in particular. She melted into their kisses. She wanted to be consumed by the two men.

Bill stopped first, then Jack. Jack paused to give an affirming kiss to Amy.I’ll be back for more, he promised, unspoken.

In seconds, both men were kissing Shani’s neck. She too, gave a breathy moan. She leaned back into the couch. Jack backed off and allowed Bill to be with his wife. Bill continued kissing her neck and collar bones. Before long, he was kissing and kneading her small breasts and dark nipples.

Amy and Jack kissed and watched the show. Amy’s hand easily found Jack’s growing erection. She felt herself getting wet. Amy unconsciously touched herself with her free hand.

Longtime voyeurs, they were enjoying watching their friends’ foreplay. Finally, Bill stopped teasing Shani and both sat up.

“Okay, next round,” announced Shani. She picked up the dice, cupped her hands into a little bowl and churned the dice around, before dropping them onto the coffee table.

You & Spank & Sexy Bits

Jack just laughed.

“What the fuck?” asked Bill.

“Babe, I think I have to slap your penis,” Shani said, barely able to hold in a laugh.

“Clothes, ladies,” reminded Jack sternly.

“Always the rule follower,” Amy rolled her eyes theatrically. With that, she unzipped her jeans and sat back on the couch to slowly peel them off- offering a faux striptease as she did so. Underneath, she wore matching red lace cheeky underwear. Not a thong, exactly, but when she stood up, anyone would see plenty of her big butt.

Shani stood to remove her own tight jeans. Shani wore a pair of black briefs with a sheer backside- her ass was exposed through the fabric.

Amy reached over to her husband. She gave a playful slap to his erection through his briefs. Afterwards, she felt the outline of his cock- hardened for her. The tip poked out from his waistband. She lingered and continued to stroke him for a few more moments.

Bill, apparently ready for any reason to expose himself, stood and removed his red briefs. He stood in front of his wife, who grabbed his stiffened cock. She pressed it against his lower abdomen and gave the underside a gentle smack.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ll give it a kiss later,” Shani said in a faux-cutesy voice.

“Okay, next roll,” announced Jack, rolling the dice.

Me & Caress & Neck

“Looks like we’re caressing some necks” said Jack.

“Bill, how about Jack gaziantep bayan eskort caresses my neck, and you go with Amy?” suggested Shani.

Amy, a little buzzed, took the last gulp of her sangria.

“Alright, William” said Amy. “Sit back and get to work.”

Amy suddenly straddled Bill on the couch. Bill grasped her next, firm, but slowly massaging. Unbeknownst to Bill, this was a huge turn on for Amy. She gasped.

“Everything okay?” asked Bill.

“Yeah, I didn’t say stop,” smiled Amy.

“May I kiss you?” whispered Bill.

“I suppose you may,” replied Amy.

Bill kissed Amy’s collarbones and chest, much like he’d done earlier with his own wife. Amy unconsciously started grinding onto his lap. His hardened cock rubbed against her lace panties. Amy started kissing Bill on the lips. At first gentle, then very deeply. She was more turned on now than she’d been in a while. She figured correctly that her husband and Shani would be doing the same, if they weren’t already.

Shani and Jack now sat on the couch, where she too straddled him. Jack gently grabbed Shani by the neck, pulling her close. He caressed her neck, but it was obvious that she wanted more.

“Kiss me,” Shani demanded.

They kissed very slowly at first. Then, they picked up tempo, kissing deeply and savoring each other’s touch. Without saying a word, Shani stood up to slide off her black panties. Unlike Amy, Shani had some neatly trimmed dark pubic hair. Feeling her, it was damp to the touch, which Jack found impossibly sexy.

Amy then interrupted. “How about we roll again?”

“I think it’s my turn,” said Shani. Shani slid off his lap so that she could grab the dice from the coffee table.

Both & Spank & Nipples

“Yeah, no” Shani said with a smile.

“Hard pass,” agreed Amy, rolling with laughter. She handed the dice over to Bill.

“Wait- clothes, babe” Bill reminded his wife.

Shani removed her black bra, letting her small round breasts free. Her dark nipples were hardened- she tossed the dice on the coffee table.

You & Kiss & Inner Thighs were rolled this time.

“Okay, here we go!” announced Shani.

Jack put his hands around Shari’s tiny waist and lifted her up, flipping her around on the couch. Within seconds, he was kissing her collarbones and neck. He quickly kissed her breasts, feeling her hard nipples under his tongue. She moaned softly. Jack positioned himself so he could access between her legs. For a few short, teasing moments, he kissed her soft thighs.

Then, Jack eagerly started to lick and kiss Shani’s pussy. Jack savored her taste, which was different from Amy. Shani pulled his head close.

Amy was comfortable and totally aroused. She stood and removed her red lace panties, revealing that she had freshly waxed. Bill quickly discovered her slick with wetness and impossibly smooth to the touch of his fingers. He motioned for her to lay back, which she did, spreading her legs. Bill too, spent a few seconds kissing her soft thighs, before moving to her pussy. Her hips squirmed as his mouth found Amy’s most sensitive parts.

Bill followed Jack’s lead. He grabbed the second vibrator. It buzzed to life with a push of the button. Amy writhed under the stimulation.

“Don’t you dare stop that,” Amy ordered.

Minutes later, Amy screamed out loud, rippling with an orgasm.

“Wow” said Amy, after finally catching her breath.

“Wow indeed” replied Bill.

“I think we’ve got another roll coming,” offered Amy, who reached for the dice.

Both & Kiss & Inner Thighs

It was the wives turn to kiss their husband’s thighs. The soft swap was going comfortably, so the two couples agreed to continue with the other’s spouse.

Shani dropped to her knees between Jack’s legs and started to tease. She playfully kissed his stomach and thighs, watching him throb but never touching his erection.

“Shani, what if you suck his dick and Amy sucks my dick?” Bill suggested.

“No way. Still playing a game here.” Amy chimed in.

Amy was busy, she’d been kissing and licking on Bill’s inner thighs. He squirmed with anticipation, as she breathed warm breath on his stiffened cock. Amy was becoming turned on by the tease- she started to rub herself while she teased him.

“So, whose roll now?” asked Jack.

“Why don’t you roll again, babe?” Amy suggested.

Jack picked up the dice. He rolled again.

Both & Kiss & Lips were rolled.

“Hmm,” said Bill.

“I think we’re way past that,” said Shani.

The group laughed.

“Okay, what were we saying earlier?” Shani asked.

Jack smiled from ear to ear. He knew what his wife was going to say next. Amy reached across and grabbed the dice. She tossed them over her shoulder. Instead, she grabbed a pump bottle of water-based lube.

“How about we see those dicks now?” Amy asked. Jack hadn’t seen this horny side of Amy in twenty years.

Jack and Bill sat next to each other on the couch. Jack’s wife got to her knees first, applying a generous amount of lube to Jack’s cock, then to Bill. For a quick few second, she each man’s erect penis in her hands and she and Shani shared a playful laugh.

Shani got to her knees in front of Jack and started to work Jack’s cock, sliding him into her mouth. She gave a slow blowjob. He felt that he would blow at any second, after having being teased almost to the point of no return. She didn’t rush it.

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PROLOGUE

I am writing a series of six short stories, starting with number six (don’t ask…). None of the stories are related, although some of the characters are! All acts are consensual, here the cast are aged 28, 24 and 46. The location is generic rather than specific.

Thanks to neuroparenthetical and AlexMcSmoothie for input and constructive feedback.

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Carpe diem

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a Latinexpressionmeaning “seize theday”, used for saying thatpeople shouldenjoy thepresentrather thanworrying about thefuture:

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Geoff stood back and looked at the kitchen wall he had just painted. “It’s coming on,” he thought to himself. Indeed, the old, dilapidated farmhouse in South Derbyshire was edging toward being habitable. Then the phone in his overall pocket ran He reached for it and cursed as he covered the keyboard in emulsion paint.

“Yes, Mother.

“No, it’s not inconvenient.

“I can come by in about an hour.”

His parents, who lived a few miles away on the outskirts of Derby, wanted to see him for a couple of minutes. He could hear his father laughing in the background. “Poor lad,” he kept saying.

So, Geoff washed his roller and brushes, and put away various tools and ladders before locking up and making the short drive to the big family home. His father was a senior engineer with a big aerospace firm, working on atomic submarine engines, but he rarely spoke about it. “Hush, hush, son,” was all he would say.

“What’s the problem, Mum?” he said as his dad rolled his eyes.

“Well, your sister has had a bit of a setback. She has caught a virus in the hospital, and they have locked her and some colleagues down for two weeks.” is younger sister, Josie, was a junior doctor in the A she also had a big nose – a characteristic that she shared with her brother. She seemed very work-driven and lived alone in a very posh neighborhood in rural Cheshire. Janet was also a qualified accountant but worked for a merchant bank in Manchester. She shared a house with some other girls, having moved out a while back, and Geoff had always sensed a bit of tension between mother and daughter.

“Why not.” he thought to himself. “I need a break, and a week by a pool with some potentially attractive hotel guests seems a good idea.”

“I’ll go,” said to his mother.

“You must be desperate,” said his father. “I wouldn’t go if she paid me!”

“I will phone her now,” said Mum. “I guess you will be getting your instructions within the hour.”

Sure, enough when Geoff got home there was some incoming mail on his laptop. Marjorie had sent him the full itinerary, with his time to be at Manchester airport and what he had to bring in the way of clothing – jacket required for the evening meal, for instance – and also asked for his passport number. It was all very businesslike, and, he suspected, a sign of things to come. On a lighter note, Janet had texted to remind him to bring his tennis racquet, with a rejoinder that she would ‘whup his ass,’ which was probably correct as she was an excellent, talented player.

Geoff’s family name was Jackson, and, indeed, Marjorie had reverted to that when her husband – Janet’s father – had died some years ago. Janet still used her birth name of Wilson. Geoff was never sure of the exact circumstances, and his father would never discuss it. Marjorie and Justin had married as soon as they both left Uni, which was a surprise to the family, and Janet had come along soon after. But then Justin had started to have mental issues, culminating in a breakdown, and he’d died in an accident on a railway level crossing when Janet was just four. It had been declared an accident, although there’ were hints that it was self-inflicted.

Geoff opened another text from Janet, giving him a link to the hotel’s website so that he could look at the brochure. Her only comment was that he should ignore page seven. He opened the brochure to discover that there were, in fact, two hotels on a very extensive site in southern Spain: Norte (North) and Sur (South). North was set up for family holidays with plenty of play areas and suchlike. South, a couple of kilometers away, was strictly adults only; they didn’t accept any guests under age 18. “Smart marketing.” thought Geoff. “I bet they are both popular.”

Behind the hotels were two extensive 18-hole golf courses and a tennis complex. The whole setup looked – and was – expensive. Of course, he promptly turned to the forbidden page seven in the South section

There were two beaches for South, the larger being in front of the hotel and stretching away towards kızıl gaziantep escort North. Some distance away further south was separate beach, adjacent to a rocky headland jutting out into the sea. This, the brochure explained, was a clothing optional beach, and guests were ferried to and from by a tractor pulling a small string of trailers. Both beaches had basic catering facilities.

Geoff texted back: “Are we all getting our kit off, then?”

Janet replied: “Do you want brown buns, cousin? Mother says we can’t even think about it, otherwise there will be impure thoughts. It’s the hotel pool or the textile beach for us, full stop.”

Geoff grinned, and then phoned his business partner, Simon to tell him he was having a holiday instead of working on his farmhouse. They had met at Uni. Geoff had read chemical engineering, and Simon business studies and marketing. Simon’s uncle owned a small company in Derby working in fiberglass and general plastic fabrications. The two friends shared a hobby – canoeing – and used the uncle’s workshop to mend their kayaks after the inevitable bumps and scrapes. Geoff’s specialty at Uni had been research into composites such as carbon fiber and resin laminates, so they’d decided to fabricate their own, very strong, lightweight kayaks. They were immediately successful, and they’d been inundated with requests for replicas. So, whilst still full-time students they’d set about small scale production. On leaving Uni, Simon’s uncle had said that he was retiring, and had offered them his business. Geoff had scraped together his 50% of the equity, helped by a small legacy and a loan from his dad, and the pair had entered the world of work at age 23. Over the next five years they’d made very good progress utilizing Geoff’s technical acumen and Simon’s commercial and marketing flair, expanding into different products and markets.

“Have a good one,” said Simon. “You’ve been banned from the bare beach, though? What a waste! You would have a permanent stiffy”

Geoff laughed but did wonder what it would be like.

SATURDAY

The three met in the departure concourse at Manchester Airport. Geoff saw Janet first. She looked very chic in tailored slacks and a lightweight jumper, her hair cut in a fashionable bob and wearing her usual large, tortoiseshell glasses.

“Where’s Aunt Marjorie?” he asked.

“Arguing with the booking desk about the baggage allowance. She is probably asking to speak to the Chairman of British Airways about it.”

Marjorie strode across the concourse towards her sizeable pile of expensive luggage. “Damn jobsworths,” she muttered, and then saw Geoff.

“Hello Geoff, how is my brother and your dear sister? Is she coping with isolation?”

Her face was grim, and she soon turned to berate the receptionist without waiting for an answer. Marjorie, half a head taller than Janet, was wearing cream trousers and a pale blue blazer over a patterned blouse. It didn’t look the most comfortable travel wear. Janet had but a single modest-sized suitcase, as did Geoff. He only brought a suitcase as he need to store a couple of jackets and two tennis racquets. As they were queuing to board the Airbus, Geoff asked Janet what the purpose of the trip in early summer was.

“Mum’s practice has done a lot of work for one of the resort’s investors, and this holiday is a thank-you freebie. Mind you, the scheduled air fares are quite expensive.”

“What’s my share of the tickets. Aunt Marjorie? I like to pay my own way.”

“I think we can drop the ‘Aunt’ prefix for this week, if that’s okay, and don’t worry about the airfare.” With that, Marjorie returned to her tablet computer and continued to tap away at some report or other. It was a nice, cloudless day, so Geoff just looked out of the window as they overflew France and enjoyed a couple of beers. Janet dozed the whole way.

They were met at the airport by a smart shuttlebus, and an hour or so later it turned through some security gates onto a paved road running down the side of an immaculate golf course. Within few minutes they crested a rise to see the blue Mediterranean stretching to the horizon, and the white, rendered walls of a large, low-rise hotel.

Marjorie called a summit meeting. “This is a complimentary booking, so I can’t really start to adjust, but we will be sharing just the one room, although I am told it is a good size. I trust we will all respect one another’s privacy.”

“Of course,” responded the cousins.

Indeed, the room was of a very generous size, with a sea view balcony, large windows, a sizable bathroom with a walk-in shower, and two queen size beds a respectable distance gaziantep kızıl escort bayan apart

“I can take the couch if you want,” said Geoff gallantly, but Marjorie said she and Janet would share the one nearest the window and asked if he snored.

“Not that I’ve noticed,” replied Geoff with a grin.

They unpacked, and Geoff went downstairs for a walk round whilst the ladies showered and changed. Then he had a quick shower and changed into a polo shirt and chinos. When they’d checked in, they’d each been given a rubber wrist band with an embedded microchip. As the hotel was almost cashless, the chip was used for all purchases – except in the little shopping mall – and could be used at the swimming pool terrace café and the small beach bars.

They were escorted into a large bar where they were handed complimentary drinks, and then listened to a ‘pep talk’ by one of the managers. He explained the procedure for playing golf and tennis, then announced a few other events. Apparently, there would be a guests’ bridge tournament on Thursday afternoon and a guests’ ballroom dancing competition on Friday evening. Additionally, on Wednesday afternoon there would be a complimentary coach trip inland to a large street market. He concluded with information about the beaches: the large one in front of the hotel was for general use; there was a lifeguard in attendance and a popular beach café. There was a half kilometer gap between the main beach and the small beach by the headland. On that beach, clothing was optional, and everyone was asked to respect one another. Cameras were prohibited. Access was only by traveling on the tractor and trailer ‘train,’ which shuttled back and forth all day. With that, he told them that, as it was Saturday, it was Fiesta Night, so after dinner there would be a lively floorshow.

The three then strolled outside onto the terrace that overlooked the large swimming pool and wandered through the spacious atrium and public rooms before heading for the bar and into the dining room. Janet was now wearing a check miniskirt that showed off her very elegant legs, together with a black sleeveless top with a high neck. Geoff noticed that she was wearing a padded bra to mitigate what seemed to be her otherwise flat chest. She had put on some subtle makeup and placed a red band in her hair. Geoff thought she looked most attractive. Marjorie was wearing a green dress that came to mid-calf, which had an embroidered bodice top, and she also looked very elegant. Geoff couldn’t help noticing that she also had a very small bust, although she carried it all off with aplomb.

Dinner was excellent, and the complimentary wine – which Geoff feared might be rough – was smooth and mellow. As the dessert course was being cleared away, a smartly dressed middle-aged lady came across to their table.

“Hi, are you just in today? My name is Eunice, and I was hoping that one of you plays bridge, because we are stuck for a fourth this week, and we play most afternoons when the boys are golfing.” She waved to a nearby table with two ladies and three men looking at them.

“I play most weeks,” said Marjorie, “but I don’t know if I will be good enough.”

“I am sure you will be. Let me introduce you to the others.”

They all walked across to the other table. “These are my fellow cardsharps, Joyce and Freda, and our better halves are Ron, Ken and Colin.” There were handshakes all round.

“Now please tell us that one of you plays golf,” said Ron. “We play most days and three is a bum number.”

“I am so sorry,” said Geoff, “I have never played. I have brought my tennis racquet, though, and have a grudge match with Janet coming up.”

There was a chorus of damns from the three old boys, and an invitation to join them in a round of drinks. It became apparent that this was their fifth visit to Solaris, where the boys played golf and the girls played cards, and they all enjoyed the sun. They were all retired and seemed quite well off. As everyone drifted into the concert lounge for the floorshow, Colin nudged Geoff and asked him if he was going to try the nude beach.

“Marjorie will have my balls nailed to the balcony if I even think about it.”

Unbeknownst to Geoff, Joyce had murmured the same question to Janet, who’d blushed, stuttered, spluttered, and shook her head.

Nobody asked Marjorie.

They watched the Fiesta for an hour or so, with some pretty girls in red dresses twirling to the sound of guitar and castanets, but fatigue set in, and they retired to their room. Geoff used the bathroom first, emerging dressed in well-worn shortie pajamas, and he slid into his bed at the end of the room. Marjorie gaziantep kızıl escort was next and exited dressed in expensive-looking cream silk pajamas, followed by Janet, who was wearing a long nightshirt. Geoff risked a peek as she slid into bed, exposing most of a long, muscular leg, and he wondered if she was wearing panties. She took off her glasses and blew him a kiss. “Down, boy!”

SUNDAY

The next day was Sunday, their first full day and they decided to spend it by the pool, or on the beach, with lunch in the terrace café, so Geoff offered to make a speedy change, and put on his swim trunks and a long tee shirt before descending to the restaurant and heading for the generous buffet. He was hailed by the six oldsters, who were looking remarkably bright and breezy, and they filled him in with everything he needed to know about the resort. Marjorie and Janet eventually joined them, they had taken their time getting ready and both looked very chic. They had smart wraps covering their swimwear, and whilst Janet was wearing rope soled sandals, her mother had some very fashionable ones with cross cords over her calves. The three ladies persuaded Marjorie to join them for a few hands of bridge after lunch, whilst the old boys headed for the golf course, as Ken had brought along a set of new balls that he reckoned to add ten yards to his drive. The three newcomers bagged three sun loungers on the terrace overlooking the pool, laid out their towels and set down the beach bag.

Of all the sports to build up your arm and chest muscles, kayaking rates somewhere near the top. Coupled with some months of hefting concrete blocks and bags of cement, Geoff had a ripped physique, with powerful upper arms, pectorals, and abductors and as he peeled off his tee shirt Janet gasped and spoke

“Wow, what have you been hiding?”

“Just hard work and clean living, ladies, but the sun doesn’t get to the legs inside a canoe!”

Marjorie gave him a long look;” Those are some muscles, don’t frighten the other guests”

Geoff just smiled, as Marjorie took off her wrap to reveal a slinky one-piece costume with a high cut leg to enhance her long limbs. The top had was decorated with a bunched flower effect to disguise the lack of a bust. Janet disrobed to reveal a very conservative two piece, with a deep, wired halter top in blue check and with matching shorts. They both put on floppy sunhats and Janet exchanged her specs for a pair of large sunglasses. They just lazed away most of the morning, Geoff and Janet went in the pool a couple of times, unlike Marjorie, and a handsome waiter delivered a round of drinks. They had a snack lunch in the Terrace café, and then Marjorie announced that she was going to get changed and meet the girls for a few hands of bridge. As she hurried off, Janet said.

“Mum is an absolute killer at bridge, she plays twice a week and is very competitive, I feel a bit sorry for the other three.”

The cousins returned to the poolside loungers, and swapped stories about their time at college. Geoff discovered that Janet had a wicked sense of humor, with an infectious giggle and the day flew by.

Drinks and dinner with the six senior citizens were good fun, and Geoff sensed that his aunt was staring to loosen up. The old boys still moaned at Geoff for not learning to play golf, and offered lessons, but he smiled a polite refusal. The dinner itself took the form of an al fresco barbecue on the wide terrace, with an excellent guitarist playing Spanish music. They retired late and were soon asleep.

MONDAY.

The next morning Geoff was awake but kept his eyes half closed to peek at Janet as she swung her legs out of bed, but she didn’t flash anything interesting, then it was his turn for the bathroom for a quick shower and shave and a change into tee shirt and swimwear. After breakfast they once again sunned by the pool, Janet still in her conservative two-piece and his aunt in another slinky one piece, this one in black.

Marjorie was very fidgety, as she wanted to get into the bridge game, and she left to get changed just before lunch, so the cousins had tapas and a bottle of white wine at the café. Then Geoff said.

“Anyone for tennis?” and grinned at Janet, who laughed and nodded, so they had another coffee and went to the room to get changed. Geoff put on a pair of boxers and his sports shorts together with a clean tee shirt and a pair of battered trainers. Janet went into the bathroom and emerged in a white tennis dress with bright red shoes. She flashed him her sports knickers, also in red. A red eyeshade completed the outfit. Geoff told her she looked amazing, and she responded with a beaming smile.

They picked up their racquets and got into a golf buggy to head for the courts complex, where they purchased two tubes of balls from the pro shop. They started to knock up and Geoff soon realized he was very out of practice. He had been a fair player at Uni, and could hold his own in a doubles match, but Janet, who had been to tennis school in her teens and still played regularly, was a much better player.

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

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

— Vraiment? »

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

« Ok… et?

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

— Quoi!!!? »

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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

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

— Putain de salope… siffla Cindy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy regarda Brooke avec de la panique dans les yeux…

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

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

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

Les filles se mirent à applaudir et à rugir joyeusement.

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

Il y eut encore plus de rires et de vivats…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy la regarda, dans ses yeux un dégoût absolu.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy gémit dans son bâillon…

Des gouttes de sueur coulaient sur sa peau nue…

Elle devenait de plus en plus excitée…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She wondered how much more they could take.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Her pleasure was his pleasure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was like experiencing a whole new type of sex.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She reaches for her clit and immediately begins moaning.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All characters are over eighteen.

*****

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

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

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

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

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

“Mmm, I like the look of that!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She lays back and lifts her legs again.

“Do you want to lick it for me?”

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

“Are you hard enough?”

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

“Oh well, pity, next time then!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

2.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes,” he answered groggily.

“Jason, it’s Tom.”

“Yes, Senator, is everything okay?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Senator, is she still there?”

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

“She left without saying goodbye?”

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re kidding?”

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

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

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

“Did you use protection?”

“No, what’s the big deal?”

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

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

“Fuck.”

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

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

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

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

“You’ll hear from me before then.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

4.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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