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I am a submissive male that loves my wife very much. I was put on this earth to serve her. She is very kinky and likes to try all kinds of sexual fantasies on me. Her new thing now is to make me take Viagra. So she can see how many different ways she can milk the cum out of my balls.

So if you don’t like Kinky Bi-sexual behavior it’s time to quit reading this story. If you like nasty sex and want to sit back and cum all over your self then read on. Part of my punishment is to write a story about what she did to her boyfriend, my best friend and me this weekend.

She has been experimenting on me using a milking machine on my cock for along time. She loves to hook my cock up and watch how big it gets as the machine slides down the clear plastic tube all the way to the base of my balls.

When she senses I am about to cum she will turn the machine off, then she will slide the tube off and squeeze my balls real hard. Believe me you won’t cum, then she will hike her leg up and sit down on my swollen cock. My cock is always 3 inches longer when she first removes the sucking machine.

When my cock starts to return to its original size she always slips it out and hooks me back up to the milking machine. She will do this until I make her cum that could be any were between four and nine times. It depends on how long my cock stays EXTRA long as she says.

Her boyfriend and my best friend have cocks that are a lot bigger than mine and over the years they have stretched her cunt out so much that my little cock, without some help can’t satisfy her. See my wife needs more than one man to service her needs. And most of the time I enjoy the things she makes me do.

I get to do things other men would love to do. My favorite thing to do is get under my wife while she is on her knees in the doggie position getting fucked by who ever. I love to suck on her pussy as she is getting fucked hard and deep, I love sucking on her lover’s balls as they bounce up and down on her pretty ass.

A lot of the time she will hand me a jar of lube and when she wants her lover to cum, I will insert a finger in their ass and massage their prostate till they explode in her. If it is a stranger that she has brought home we use a condom. She will save the condom until they are gone home, then she will bayburt escort make me lie down on my back and pour the cum into my hungry mouth.

If the guy she is fucking is her boyfriend or my best friend Dave they will cum in her gaping hole and I get to suck the cum and pussy juice out of her. I like it when Dave fucks her because he likes to be fist-fucked while he is enjoying my wife.

Over the years Dave’s asshole has grown to except my hand all the way up to my wrist. And when I pull it out of his ass he shoots a massive amount of cum. Which in turn I get the enjoyment of sucking all that tasteful sperm from her, well-fucked pussy or ass.

Well back to the story. Last Friday my wife wanted all three of us to service her at the same time. This is always a clue that I am going to be a fuck boy for my wife. When we all four get together I’m the one that has to do all the nasty perverted things, Dave and her boyfriend Rob won’t do.

Like eating they’re cum out of her ass and pussy. Sucking and licking cum off their cocks. Inserting their hard cocks into her willing holes. Having to masturbate while they fuck my ass with their cocks or any thing else from a small dildo to a massive 12-inch strap-on cock.

And then when I cum she makes me capture it in my hand then she has Rob pull his pants down and I must massage his cock with my cum covered hand. When Robs cock gets hard I must start sucking it, licking my cum off of his cock. When I am done cleaning Rob’s cock my wife comes over and I insert Rob’s cock in her pussy. It just never ends the things she makes me do.

When everybody got to the house my wife handed each one of us a Viarga pill and watched as we swallowed it. She then had us strip down, as she sucked on our cocks one at a time.

In about thirty minutes the Viagra had really kicked in. It makes your cock as hard as it was when you were a teenager jacking off five times a day. She stopped sucking our cocks and led us down to the basement where she handcuffed all three of us to the wall. She then pulled out the milking machine and explained to us that she was going to milk our cocks all night.

She then told us that the object was for us to cum as many times as possible, she said the two cocks bartın escort that cums the most will help her punish the one that cum’s the least. She hooked the machine up to Rob’s cock first in about three minutes he was moaning and started cumming you could see that he was climaxing hard by the way is cock was shooting long ropes of sperm into the clear tube.

She then emptied his cum into a small measuring cup and hooked the machine up to Dave’s cock. In about four minutes his cock was jerking and shooting cum she measured his cum in another small measuring cup. Then it was my turn, she hooked the machine up and before she turned it on. She reached around and inserted anal beads up my ass.

They were eight of them, ¾ of an inch in diameter I almost started cumming as she was inserting them one at a time into my anal cavity. She turned the machine on and started pulling the beads out of my ass and I started cumming in 30 seconds. She told me that she didn’t want me to enjoy myself too much. She empted my cum into a third measuring cup.

I could see right away that I was losing the game. Because of the Viagra we had taken earlier our cocks stayed rock hard as she milked our cocks over and over. After I had cum for the fifth time my balls felt like they were going to explode but just a tiny drop of clear cum worked its way into the tube.

Rob and Dave’s cocks were still producing cum. Since I couldn’t cum any more my wife had me help her stroke Rob’s cock. He cum four more times and was the clear winner of this game. Dave came in second and I finished in last place. I couldn’t believe at how much cum my wife had milked out of our three cocks in a little over three hours.

My wife told me that Rob had cum twice as much as me, and the reason must be that his cock is twice as big as mine. She then called me over and sat me down in a chair; she took Rob’s cum and started giving me a facial with it. She was rubbing it into my skin, it felt hot and sticky to start with then it got cool and she would blow on it as she massaged it into my face.

I could feel my skin tighten up and get real soft. Then I got to thinking about how perverted it was to have my wife smearing the cum of another man on my face, and me liking ığdır escort it! About that time she opened my mouth and poured the rest of it down my throat.

I had my eyes closed as I was enjoying the taste and when I opened them there was two cocks pointing right at my mouth. I reached up and started sucking them. All three of us had raging hard-ons from the Viagra.

After they fucked my mouth for twenty minutes I felt my wife’s hand pulling my head from between Dave’s legs. She led me over to the sex swing were she laid back and handed me Dave’s cum, she then instructed me to pour his cum into her pussy and massage it in.

I had it all over her pussy and was working it into her ass, when she told me to stick my face in it and she would give me another facial. I dove right in sucking and licking on her large cunt lips. Her clit was sticking up like a small cock and I was sucking on it good and hard.

About that time she called Dave over and handed him my cum that was in the container. She told him to massage the little bit of cum I had spent into my asshole. Then she wanted him to fuck me. As his cock started to penetrate my ass I pushed back and took his whole cock all the way up to his balls.

I cant believe I’m sucking another man’s cum out of my wife as I am being fucked by a cock that is using my cum for lube. It turned me on so much that I started humping Dave’s cock as hard as I could. Not only was Dave fucking me, I was fucking his cock for all I was worth.

My wife could tell I was enjoying myself so she had another orgasm which washed the rest of the cum out of her deep love hole. Which I greedily licked up and swallowed.

About that time I could fell Dave’s cock swelling up and he exploded a large load of jism deep into my rectum. When he removed his cock cum was running down my thighs. As I got up and was walking to the bathroom my ass was making farting sounds and I could feel cum leaking out every step I made, from all the air he had pumped up in me.

As I was taking a shower I could hear Rob and Dave fucking the hell out of my wife. When I entered the bedroom they had her wedged in between them fucking both holes at the same time. She had me come over and stick my Viagra hard cock in her mouth.

We fucked her for hours and hours. We would all cum but nothing would come out. My ass and cock was so sore the next morning I couldn’t touch ether one for 3 days. My wife said that she enjoyed our cocks so much that she was going to make us take Viagra all the time. That’s fine with me!

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Part 1

Date: 27th September 2023, Thursday

It was a pleasant day for me. But very restless. Work was normal. But life felt exceptional. I constantly looked at the time from my watch and then back at my phone in a restless manner. I was fidgeting. But not panicking. It was 03:30 PM and time felt like it was running extra slowly today. I desperately wanted to go home as early as possible but I knew I had to wait till 4 to punch out. I read the text message I received from my loving wife at 03:00 PM, again, for the third time now. My eyes strained on the screen as I read.

It was as follows;

“Hello pet. I have a couple of extra meetings so I will be finishing work late. Also.. since tomorrow is weekends and all, I have made plans with daddy right after work. It’s been a while since I have hung out with him. In a non sexual manner, that is haha. We have a cinema date planned. You can expect me at home by around 09:00 PM. And oh yes, I expect the following tasks to be completed before I come home.

Cleaning the entire apartment spotless. (Including the toilets and mop the floor.)

Buy groceries and fill up stock.

Buy a pink lingerie set. (Don’t disappoint me.)

Wear the chastity & your sissy ‘attire’, also keep the key to your chastity on the kitchen table. (You will act like my 100% submissive tonight)

After you are done with the tasks you may entertain yourself if you have time. I’ll bring dinner for you. Don’t reply to this text, hun. Ly. Xoxo.”

I took a deep breath, shifting my legs as I tried to hold down the raging boner controlled inside my office pants. I gulped, checking the time again. Alas, it was finally 04:00 PM.

I make my way home, driving to our apartment. The evening air felt fresh and delightful on my face. But I didn’t feel calm. My heart was beating fast and I was immensely anxious because of the angst and excited as heck too because of the lust. But finally reaching home, I started feeling better and more calm as I started doing the tasks. It took me a while but I was completely done by 08:00 PM. The first 3 tasks anyways. By now, I was quite restless and hungry. Constantly checking the time and looking at the door, I was missing your presence immensely but my submissive side insisted you were having a tonne of fun outside and I should take no action to jeopardize your fun time, no matter what. That made me feel a lot better; the submissive thought process was a blessing for times like these.

I took a long shower and hurriedly began to get into my ‘attire’. Standing in-front of the full length mirror, I first put the chastity on my limp dick first, after icing it to numbness as it kept on trying to harden up. Then I wore my custom-made tight fitting white tank top which hugged my body like a second skin. The word ‘cucky’ was written on the back and the sentence ‘owned by Mistress’ was written on the front. Then I wore the ‘pet’ collar and let the leash dangle between my legs, swaying left and right. This was my sissy “attire” that you have accumulated for me. It was quite humiliating and lovely. I gulped as I looked at the mirror. I was utterly and completely at your mercy at this point. I was a fucktoy for you to use as you like. I felt that deep within my core as I looked at myself in the mirror.

It didn’t take long before the clock finally struck 09:00 PM. I immediately go sit by the sofa near the main door. Eagerly waiting for you. It was around 09:30 PM, I finally heard your footsteps approaching the door. I quickly get on my knees on the welcome carpet and eagerly wait for the door to open. You beamed the moment you saw me, kneeling down to my level and giving me a quick hug and a kiss before placing your bag on my hand and simply walking away towards the kitchen table. You looked famished and excited at the same time. You simply motioned me to go with your head in the slightest manner and I immediately knew what to do. I stood up, and hurriedly made my way to our bedroom. I placed your bag in our cupboard and took out your phone from the bag and put it to charge and returned back to the living room to your presence.

When I returned you had already set up dinner for yourself. A delicious plate of pasta was in-front of you, you started eating comfortably on the chair. I also noticed that my chastity key has disappeared. My heart also melted in how gorgeous and formidable you looked in your office clothes. I walked to you in my humiliating entire and got on my knees next to you again. You turned to me leaning down and gave me a kiss on the forehead and smiled at me lovingly. “You have done an excellent job with the tasks. Your dinner is over there. Eat on all fours tonight, pet. You’ll be rewarded well.”

“Understood, Mistress.”

I looked down at the side and I saw a bigger ‘pet’ plate on the side with the same pasta dish in it. I was quite hungry so I didn’t hesitate to fulfill and comply with your order. I crawled towards the plate and placed my elbows on the floor and began to eat tuzla escort with the spoon. It was somehow discomfortable but it made me feel good following your order and it really reminded me of my position in our marriage. I finished my plate just as you did. After drinking a glass of water, you walk towards the sofa in the living room and start watching television. I quickly cleaned both our dishes and tidied up the dining space and returned to you in a few minutes.

I was on my knees yet again, resting my head in-between your legs and looking up at you in a pleading manner as you watched TV. I rubbed my face across your trousers, enjoying the feel of the rich soft fabric on my skin. But before giving me any direct attention you asked me to wait and asked me about the lingerie. I immediately reply that it’s in the bedroom. To my dismay you ask me to wait for a while till you return. But I compiled without a single complaint. My heart and dick both ached as I watched you sway your hips away towards the bedroom. How your clothes hugged your slender yet curvaceous figure was phenomenal and I felt myself shiver in excitement and angst as I thought of how much daddy would have enjoyed this view on his date with you today evening.

You finally return to the living room wearing the lingerie after a short while. I gulped, my eyes widening as I looked at you. My dick throbbed inside the chastity cage, desperately trying to get hard. I grimaced from discomfort. You were wearing a pink see-through frilly micro skirt, a pink lacy ultra comfortable bra along with pink fishnets that ran up to your thick thighs. I was in a daze. You twirled a little for me and sat back on the sofa, with a side of my face on your right thigh as we both got comfortable; you sitting comfortably on the sofa and me kneeling between your legs.

“You look incredible, Mistress.”

“Thank you, cucky.”

“So are you going to tell me about today?”

“You have been very patient, haven’t you, pet?”

I felt you gently patting my hair, I closed my eyes in delight momentarily and then looking at you with my pleading puppy eyes again. And then, you finally started talking about your date with a dreamy expression on your face. I eagerly listened as you talked about how fun the movie was, how fun it was to hangout in that manner and also about all the little goofy things that happened constantly throughout the date.

After a while, your smile turned devious. It looked like you had something big to say as well at the very end.

“We also talked about another thing. This is not up for discussion. He’s coming over tomorrow morning. To our home for the first time. For breakfast. And he won’t leave until Saturday night.”

I felt my heart sink at that moment. You observed all my reactions carefully, looking at me directly. I felt absolutely at your mercy. You then grab the leash and pull me towards you, giving me a sensual long kiss when you noticed the look on my face as if I was about to complain. Immediately reminding me of how much you owned me and that I won’t have a choice in this particular decision.

“You are going to move the things you require to the guest bedroom. You will wake up at 07:00 AM tomorrow as if it was any normal work day and switch to the guest bedroom. Also prepare breakfast for 2 by 09:00 AM. He’ll be here by then.”

“U-Understood, Mistress.”

“Good boy.”

I had a desperate expression on my face at this point. I ached for your touch and leaned forward towards your hands. I was swooning against your hands, I felt them caressing my cheeks and beard, your thumb slowly rubbing across my parted lips as well. I suddenly felt your feet rubbing across my chastity cage and balls. My back immediately arched and my eyes widened from surprise. I gasped and moaned a little. The moment my mouth opened, you plunged 2 fingers into my mouth, circling around my tongue and plating with it. I sucked on them deeply and feverishly as I looked up at you submissively. You made me choke a little as you wriggled your fingers deeper into my throat, but I never protested or pushed back. I accepted it with delight and gratitude, on my knees and at your mercy. Then, out of the blue, you take off your fingers and wipe the saliva off with a wet tissue. My expression immediately turned to that of disappointment the moment your fingers left my mouth. You crossed your legs with an evil chuckle. “Bring me my phone now, pet.”

I returned with your phone. But this time you let me sit and cuddle on the sofa as we watched television. This went on for around a few episodes of an anime we liked. But from the corner of my eyes I could see you were constantly replying to messages from daddy as we watched. But I didn’t read them and tried to concentrate on the anime we were watching.

After a while, you suddenly stood up and asked me to come to the bedroom. After I switched off the tv and fan; With the leash on your hand, you guide pendik escort me. But all of a sudden you stop after taking a few steps, turning around and looking at me.

“Get on your knees and crawl, pet. Don’t stand up without permission for the next 2 days. Is that understood, pet?”

“Understood clearly, Mistress.”

I lowered myself onto my knees and got on all fours. With a pleased expression on your face, you nodded and turned around and started leading me towards our bedroom now. I couldn’t help but look at your pink micro-skirt clad ass swaying side to side as I crawled behind you. The moment we reached our room, you pushed me unto the carpet floor on my back with your feet and stepped on my chastity-clad dick and balls, eliciting a pained moan out of my mouth.

You looked down on me in a domineering manner and started talking.

“I’m going to assume a few submissive positions for daddy, cucky. I want you to take some decent snap videos of me in this lingerie. This will definitely excite him for tomorrow. Don’t you agree, pet?”

“Yessss, definitely. Understood, Mistress.”

You gave me your phone with snap open after I got up and began to assume the position you wanted.

Position 1: You were on your knees. Looking up at the camera. Hands behind your back, with an extremely submissive puppy-eyed expression on your face. I could even faintly notice you squeezing your boobs together to offer a more delectable view for daddy.

Position 2: Same as position 1, except you were sucking your fingers for this video while looking directly at the camera in a seductive manner.

Position 3: Same as position 1, except you pulled your bra down and played with your breasts while you say in a submissive tone while looking directly at the camera. “I can’t wait for you to manhandle me tomorrow, daddy.”

Position 4: You get on the bed on all fours. You made me snap a view from the side and directly from behind as well.

Position 5: Same as position 4, except you placed your face down on a pillow and used your hands to spread all your holes.

After finishing taking all the snap videos, you quickly took the phone from my hands and jumped on the bed excitedly and laid down on your stomach and immediately began texting daddy. And then you suddenly paused for a second and looked at me. “Make yourself useful, pathetic cucky. Lick my asshole or something instead of just sitting there on your knees.” Your voice sounded mean, and you immediately got back to texting daddy after you noticed me moving.

“Understood, Mistress.”

I climbed unto the bed and gently spread your ass with my hands. I swallowed hard and my mouth immediately began to water. I leaned down and began to lick your asshole with my tongue. I circled around the ring before finally lapping my tongue in an up and down fashion across your asshole. I could hear you laugh frequently as you texted daddy, but at some point the laughing completely stopped and I could hear heavy breathing from your end. My dick tried to get hard consistently but was unable to because of the metallic cage. It was a truly humiliating sight and feeling for me. Just as I began to tongue fuck your asshole, you turned around and spread your legs. “Make me edge, you worthless little cuck. Daddy said I can’t cum without his permission.”

I gulped and immediately leaned down and began to eat you out without wasting a second. My heartbeat was elevated when I felt your hand ruffling up my hair as I lapped my tongue across your clit. I started with slow and gentle licks but gradually started pressing my tongue harder and increasing the speed. I tried hard to make you cum, my pleading eyes looking up at you occasionally to view the enjoyment and pleasure on your face as I eat you out in an excited manner.

And then all of a sudden your phone started ringing. You noticed it was daddy. It was a message from him saying ‘Call me if you want to cum.’ You immediately push me away. “Go and wait in a corner and watch me, pet.”

You finally called him and turned on the speaker.

“Hello? Please let me cum, daddy.”

“I’ll let you come but, I have a request you’ll have to agree to.”

“Please, tell me.”

“Are you topless?”

“I can be.” you said within seconds before you yanked off your pink lingerie bra.

You weren’t even thinking. You weren’t even doing what you were told. You were anticipating what you thought daddy would want. It made you feel dirty. And slutty. And alive. I could see it from your body language, expressions and from the need to orgasm.

“Edge.” He says in a gruff manner.

You did. Your finger slid between your wet lips easily. You barely had to stroke yourself before you went inside. You had never been more ready to come. You were panting as you stopped yourself from going too far.

“I need it. Please tell me, daddy.”

“If you want to come, you’re going to have to hurt yourself maltepe escort for me.”

I wasn’t certain I’d heard him correctly. I couldn’t have, I told myself as the silence between you and daddy gathered around me. But, I was wrong.

“You’re going to have to torture those huge fucking tits just because I asked.”

“Oh, god,” you sighed. Was it from fear or desperation? I had no idea.

“Slap them.”

You did. Harder than I thought you would, your hand striking your nipple in just the right spot. You gasped unexpectedly from the rush of pain.

“Gaaaaahhhhh.”

“Good girl. Let me hear it. Make those tits a pretty pink for me.”

You switched breasts. This time with a softer slap.

“Harder.”

You complied without hesitation.

“Harder!”

You slapped yourself again. Your tits were already moving past the pink stage. You were basically beating yourself red.

“God. You’re such a pain slut. You can play with your pussy now.”

You started. You were soaked. Your creamy, tight cunt drenched from doing as you were told.

“Pinch a nipple.”

You were losing focus, listening to his words as your whole body started to tingle.

“Pinch a nipple and make it hurt while you play with your slutty cunt.”

“Oh, fuck…”

“Harder.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…..”

“Harder! Let me hear what a filthy fucking whore you can be. Punish yourself so you can come.”

“Fuuuuuuuck!!!”

Your body exploded. Your legs were shaking. Your chest was rising and falling as your lungs struggled desperately to find air. Your mind was reeling.

The erotic noises of your moans filled our marital room as you finally orgasmed. “Can’t wait to fuck you tomorrow, baby girl.” and then the phone call ended.

After that, you invited me back to bed and we slept while cuddling. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. We were both immensely excited.

Date: 28th September 2023, Friday

I woke up in a daze. It was 07:00 AM already. It took me a few minutes for me to regain my memories from last night. I let out a long uncomfortable sigh as I looked down and realized my dick was still firmly locked in chastity to my dismay. But it didn’t lower the level of excitement and anticipation I had for the day. I desperately wanted to touch myself, but I knew I couldn’t. I’ll have to be very, VERY patient today and tomorrow. Both. I shook my head and regained back my composure.

I quietly got off the bed after kissing your forehead as you slept and slowly switched all the essentials I would need for the next 2 days to the guest bedroom. By 08:30 AM, I had done the morning household chores, showered and prepared breakfast as well after having one myself.

Just as I prepared the dining table and made it breakfast-ready, I noticed you got yourself ready and came into the kitchen area as well. I even noticed you had makeup on with mascara, eyeliner and pink shiny lipstick. I immediately got on my knees the moment you approached me. You were still wearing the comfy lingerie; majority of your curves visible for anyone to see.

“Good morning, pet. Are all the arrangements completed?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

With that said, you guide me towards the corner of the living room and tie the handle of my leash to one of the ‘legs’ of the sofa.

“Do not free yourself unless it is urgent.”

With that said, you went ahead and sat on the sofa and took out your phone. You seemed excited and were eagerly waiting for daddy to arrive. The clock finally struck 09:00 AM and the knock came nearly immidiately and the door finally opened. I gulped, my heartbeat at an all time high at this point.

Part 2

Before you could even turn your head and greet him, he reaches out and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling you to your feet. The tv remote in your hand clatters to the floor and he pulls your head back exposing your neck. Your eyes instinctively close, submitting. He growls in your ear and you shiver in anticipation.

“I didn’t have much sleep. I have been thinking about you all night. Also, I hope breakfast is ready. I am famished.”

He then finally releases you after a pause, teasing you, and then walks into the bathroom, shutting the door. You have a moment to breathe, but you know it’s partially just for show. Just to throw you off for a minute. You slowly walk towards the dinner table and take a seat, waiting for daddy. Soon he arrived and you both had a decent breakfast.

After breakfast was over and you were cleaning the dishes. He walks up to the wall near you and eyes you up and down, admiring your lingerie and luscious body. He’s staring at you and you feel your face start to heat up. He gestures for you to come. But you hesitate for half a second and he growls, “Now.”

You quickly leave the dishes in the sink and go to his side and immediately had to resist the incredible urge to fall on your knees at his feet. He hasn’t asked you to, and you clearly looked like you wanted to be good.

He suddenly turns you with your back towards him and puts his arm around your neck, the other hand settling on your hip. “Oh, So Now you want to be obedient and listen? On our date yesterday you were bratty all the way.” His arm tightens slightly. You bow your head and whisper against his arm.

“Yes, Daddy.”

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Three Orgasms.

That’s what they had decided upon, that Marion would get three orgasms before David got one. They had the day off together, an incredibly rare treat, and she had told him that she would allow him to cum. After days of denial and teasing, David was heady with anticipation. But before that would occur, they had agreed that she would get to orgasm three times. Well, they had “agreed” that’s what would happen.

The discussion had taken place the night before, when David was sure she was finally going to give him some release. She had brought him into their bed and had him strip down under the covers. She wasn’t about to get naked, of course, but she wore a revealing top and took off her pants, to heighten his arousal. She was stroking his big, hard cock when the evening took a shift.

“Ohh, you like that, don’t you?” she cooed in his ear. “You want to cum for me, don’t you? You want to cum for your Goddess?”

“Yes, Goddess, oh yes, that feels so good!” he moaned as she worked her hand up and down on his shaft. He was practically shaking.

“Yeah, you love your Goddess, don’t you? You’ll do anything I say, right?”

“Yes, anything at all!” As soon as he said it, she suddenly pulled her hand away. David’s eyes went wide and he moaned a moment with the denial. His cock was suddenly bare, sticking straight up and practically begging for any kind of attention.

“Good, because I think I need to cum first.” Marion looked down derisively at her hand, sticky from his precum, before wiping the mess off on his chest.

“O…OK, Goddess” David said. “Let’s get you off!”

“Nah, don’t feel like it tonight. Maybe tomorrow!” She started to roll over.

“Tomorrow?” He asked, his voice nearly shaking.

“Yeah, tomorrow. It’s just one more day, right?” She turned towards him and gave him a stern, disapproving glare. “You can go one more day, right?”

He swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes, Goddess.”

“Good,” she replied. “And another thing, I’m at least three times as good as you, right?” She had rolled over and was crawling over him.

“What?” He asked, confused.

The slap came quickly, and there was anger in her voice. “You call me Goddess every time, got it?”

“Yes, Goddess, I’m so sorry. What did you mean?”

“I’m easily three times smarter than you. I make three times as much money as you make. And I’m way more than three times hotter than you. Right?”

“Yes, Goddess, a million times hotter!” She was on top of him now, pinning him down to the bed. She leaned in, whispering closely in his ear.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to get off… three… times. Three times before you get one.”

“Yes, Goddess.”

She reached over and turned off his lamp, leaving them in darkness.

David slept surprisingly well. He was as horny as he had ever been, hornier. And yet something about their new dynamic got him out of his head. It let him drift off like he never did usually, so peaceful. Being in that headspace gave him one of the best nights’ sleep of his life.

When he awoke, Marion’s voice was ringing in his ear. “Three… times.” He looked over at her, still asleep. God, she was beautiful. Eventually she stirred and acknowledged him.

“Morning!” she said, stretching her whole body and rubbing the drowsiness from her eyes.

“Morning, Goddess.” he answered.

“Babe, we have the whole day off today!” she said excitedly.

“I know, it’s going to be great!” he answered, somewhat tentatively. She was acting normally, not dominant at all, so he acted the same and even felt brave enough to bring up what was on his mind. “Hey, you know, while we’re here, you think maybe…?”

“Maybe what?”

“Well, you had said, three times today, which is a lot for you, y’know,” he was babbling and he knew it. Beating around the bush was a real flaw of his. “Are we still doing that?”

“Did I fucking stutter?” Her voice was suddenly ice.

“Of course, Goddess, of course we’ll do what you said. So I thought maybe you’d want to kind of, y’know…” Babbling again. “Get the first one out of the way?”

“OK, first off, did you just make a suggestion? And second off, no, gross, it’s so early! Why are you so weak that that’s the first thing you think about in the morning? No, just no.” She got up and started to leave. “Besides, you need to get everything together for us, because we’re going to the beach!”

A few hours later, David was waiting in the living room with a packed bag – towels, sunscreen, water bottles, snacks, everything – waiting for Marion to appear. When she finally did, he thought his jaw would hit the floor.

Marion stood in the doorway to their bedroom, hands on her hips in a sexy pose. She was wearing a gorgeous two-piece swimsuit that he hadn’t seen before. Her recent weight loss had her at a low she hadn’t seen in a long time, and it showed. And tuzla escort yet somehow her shapely, feminine parts hadn’t changed at all, they were just accentuated by her skinnier parts. And the swimsuit took the whole effect up to eleven.

“You like?” She was grinning, clearly having just checked herself out in her mirror.

“Yes, Goddess!” He replied, enthusiastically.

“Let’s go then,” she said. “You remember the rules about being in public?” The rule was that around other people, he had to be subservient, but act normally. No groveling, no overt acts that would let anyone know about what they did behind closed doors.

“Yes Goddess, of course.”

The ride over Marion was quiet and cold, but he practically got whiplash from the change in attitude once they got out of the car.

“Beach day!” She cried.

“Beach DAEY!” He responded.

“BEACH DAAAAAAY!”

“beachbeachbeachbeachDAAAAYYYYYYYYY!”

They laughed and held hands as they walked to the beach. They got set up, taking turns helping each other put on sunscreen. The day was a ridiculous amount of fun, they chatted and swam, they laid on their towels and soaked up the sun. When lunchtime came David got some food to bring back, and they ate and talked some more.

They had decided on a final swim before heading home, and were floating silently in the shallow, peaceful water. She had her arms around his neck and he was cradling her in his arms under the water. He desperately wanted to cop a feel, but had managed to hold off. Finally Marion spoke up.

“You want to cop a feel, don’t you?” She was a mind reader.

He was instantly back in his submissive mindset. No one was close enough to hear so he responded as if they were in private. “Only if you say it’s OK, Goddess.”

“Tell you what,” she said, letting go of her arms and standing next to him. “My boobs are under the water, if you want to, you can grab them right now – but if you do, today is over and you don’t get any release!”

He was so amped up, in such desperate need. She waited a moment before giving him a “Good boy” and starting to head back to their towels. It was a good thing the water covered his shaking hands.

Later that day, David was awoken from his post-beach-post-lunch nap by a single message from Marion. “Office, now.” was all it read.

He hurried upstairs to her office, where she was watching a TV show on her computer. David closed the door behind him. He didn’t recognize the characters or the scene, but he could tell from the lighting and costuming that she was watching Game of Thrones.

Not that there was much costuming to be had. The scene featured a burly man, undoubtedly a scoundrel or a warrior, fucking the brains out of a beautiful young woman. He was large and muscled, with scars all across his chest and arms. He even had visible scars on his face, which wasn’t particularly attractive to begin with.

His partner was skinny and pale, with light hair. A few wisps of clothing still clung to her body, the rest having been torn off in the heat of passion. She looked young, her character was probably some young noble thrust into politics or war or something beyond her years, and had taken to it with gusto.

The girl was on her hands and knees, the warrior behind her. He was fucking her hard, doggystyle. She gasped while her hair fell about wildly. He slammed into her with ferocity, nearly growling with each thrust. The sex was uncontrolled, feral – like he was a wild animal claiming her.

At some point he probably asked her some plot-related question, or referenced some obscure point of Westerosian politics, and she probably replied with a witty retort or a double entendre. Not that anyone watching would catch, or even be interested in, their exchange. Perhaps the writers knew they had to include some dialogue, just to keep their show from becoming full-on porn for a scene. And perhaps they knew that nobody would care if it did, with that kind of animalistic fury onscreen.

“Could you fuck me like that?” Marion asked, breaking his reverie.

“Huh?” He said, before catching himself. “Uh, what do you mean, Goddess?”

“Do you think? That you could fuck me? Like? That?” She said, emphasizing her words. She had turned her office chair toward him and was staring daggers at him.

“Uh, probably not, Goddess.”

“Probably not.” She turned her chair back to the scene, snapping her fingers and pointing to the spot beneath her desk. He scrambled to crawl under to that spot, a place he knew well. Not taking her eyes from the screen, she slid her panties off and tossed them to the side. It was the first time David had seen her pussy in some time, and he was on cloud nine. Still not looking down, she reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him between her legs.

If he was on cloud pendik escort nine before, he was on cloud one million now. He eagerly licked her pussy, doing his best to stimulate her clit without overdoing it. Flattening his tongue, he used long, broad strokes to try and get her there.

Meanwhile, the scene in front of her ended, much to Marion’s disappointment. She thought about backing up the stream and watching it again, before realizing: duh, porn exists. She pulled up a site and knew exactly what she was after, typing “Game of Thrones” into the search bar.

122,046 results. That’ll do, she thought.

Many of the results were simply supercuts of the sex scenes from the show itself, while others were more of a parody flavor. Some featured look-alike actors pairing up with characters they never fucked on the show. She started watching one of those, before clicking away to another scene she found interesting.

Two men had happened upon a damsel in the woods. One tall and skinny, the other short and a little fat. The maiden was dressed in a Game of Thrones-inspired dress, with long straight blonde hair. The two men took turns pushing her from one of them to the other, each time pawing at her tits or grabbing her ass. She would try to get away but they were so much bigger and stronger than her, it wasn’t even an option. Eventually, the shorter man grabbed her from behind while the other pulled her tits out of her dress. He started manhandling them, pawing at them, then sucking on them.

Soon enough they pulled her out of her dress. She was still resisting them, but not as fiercely as before. She was completely naked when they pushed her to her knees, taking out their cocks. They forced her to suck them, one after the other.

As the scene continued, they pushed her to her knees and the taller man got behind her. He placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and forced his way inside.

The girl let out a gasp, and he started to ease in and out of her, before gaining momentum. The shorter man had taken up position in front of her, where she continued his blowjob as she was fucked from behind. Each man started thrusting hard, and she was bouncing between the two hard cocks. Later the shorter man would pull her on top of him, and as she rode him, the taller man started to penetrate her ass.

Of course, David had no idea what was going on above him, but he didn’t care. He was in absolute ecstasy, listening to the scene that was playing out while he licked Marion’s pussy. She was getting more and more excited, and she played with her nipples while David worked on her clit. Abruptly, David heard the scene stop and felt her push him away. He panicked, as he knew she hadn’t climaxed yet.

“Go get me my vibrator!”

David hustled down the stairs to find her toy and bring it back to her. She took it and gestured in a “get out of here” motion.

“I guess she never specified that I would be the one to get her off,” David thought after he left. But that didn’t stop him from listening at the door and enjoying the wondrous feelings that came from hearing the sounds she made as she got off.

After dinner, David was laying on their bed reading, but finding it increasingly hard to concentrate. The day was swiftly moving to a close, and she had only had one orgasm! At this rate, they’d never get to three today.

He heard the door open and close and his hopes surged a little. They surged even more when she laid down beside him. She didn’t acknowledge him though, in fact she practically ignored him entirely. Instead she was engrossed in her phone, smiling and giving off a little giggle every once in a while.

Every moment that passed David got hornier and more anxious. He wanted to say something, to ask if she was interested in orgasm number two, but knew that wouldn’t go over. But he had to! He couldn’t though. But if he didn’t? He was about to speak up when suddenly she set the phone on her nightstand, got under the covers, and tossed away her shorts.

“Get to work, bitch. Maybe this time you can get me there.”

“Yes Goddess!” He eagerly crawled under the sheets, finding himself once again in his favorite place. As earlier, he tried to be direct without overdoing it, licking her clit in gentle but firm circles, paying attention to her every move for signs that his technique was doing the trick. This lasted a while, until he heard the quiet buzz from her phone. She picked it up as he continued to lick her amazing pussy, giving her everything he had. Very quickly she began moaning, and then writhing. He kept doing exactly what he was doing, hoping he could make her cum.

Marion felt the telltale signs of an orgasm approaching, building all throughout her body.

“Oh fuck!” was all she could get out before she came, hard and fast. David kept maltepe escort on going, licking her through the orgasm and aftershocks, until she had had enough and pushed him away.

He climbed off the bottom of the bed, sweaty but thrilled. He saw the phone in her hand and realized she had probably watched something and that’s what brought her over the edge as quick as it did. Of course he didn’t hear anything from the video, but maybe it was just muffled with him under the covers. Or she read a story, or something.

That was probably it.

She gave him a curt, “You can go!” and he turned to leave. But his hopes surged one more time as she said “Cards and drinks at 8:30!”

Several hours and shots later, they were next to each other in bed. They had played several variations on strip card games, and Marion even went so far as to take off her top and her shorts, leaving her in a sexy bra and panties. Of course she had lost far more times than twice, but everyone in the room agreed that she was a Goddess and wasn’t expected to take off something every single time. David, on the other hand, had been fully nude for a while, and that followed a run of clothes on, clothes off, panties on, panties off, and any other combination or task Marion could think of. But they had laughed and played together (while having more than a couple of shots!) and the night had brought them here.

Fully nude, side by side.

The room was warm and you could feel the sexual tension in the air. Marion had her vibrator between her legs and was getting more turned on by the second. She had given David permission to touch his cock, but told him if he shot his load too quickly, the night was over and he’d be punished severely. Knowing how on edge he was, he used this newfound permission sparingly. Suddenly Marion spoke.

“Play with my tits!” She commanded, and an eager David answered back.

“Yes Goddess!”

He played with her sensitive nipples, alternating between teasing and firmness, listening to her breathing get faster and faster. Just as she appeared to be nearing orgasm number three, her vibrator abruptly shut off.

David came crashing down, he knew it had a limited battery and wanted more than anything else to get her off so he would be allowed release as well. The last thing he wanted was to wait for it to recharge, but grit his teeth and tried to be patient. The surprising part came next.

“Fuck me.” What she said wasn’t angry, but it was forceful. She set the vibrator to the side and said it again. “Fuck me, right now.”

“Goddess, you said…”

“I don’t care what I said, I just want that cock inside of me! Fuck me, fuck your Goddess!”

“You don’t want to cum first?” David was on the edge of insanity, not knowing what to do.

She smiled to reassure him. “We’ll cum together.” She picked up the still-charged vibrator and turned it back on. “Fuck me.”

David didn’t have to be told six times. He slid between her legs and pushed them apart, guiding his cock to her entrance. It throbbed with desire, and he wasted no time. He pushed himself into her soaking-wet pussy, forcing his big hard cock all of the way into her in one thrust.

Marion let out a moan. “Ohhh… yes…” She placed the vibrator exactly where it needed to be as David got to work.

He fucked her like a man possessed, hammering into her, over and over. Each time he forced his cock deep inside her pussy, each time nearly pulling out all of the way before slamming into her again. Her legs wrapped around him and she closed her eyes in pure bliss. One hand worked the vibrator while another reached out, grabbing onto the bedsheet as if to steady herself.

Their bodies were slick with sweat as they slid across each other’s skin. David knew that this moment was what it was all for, what all the denial and teasing and games were building to. They were perfectly one flesh, as he fucked her harder and faster.

She felt her orgasm building quickly. “Ohh, I’m gonna cum…” she said.

“Oh Goddess, me too, Goddess, I’m going to cum I’m going to cum inside of you…” The orgasm he felt coming on was nothing like any experience he had ever had. It was the single greatest feeling of his life, at least until Marion made the moment better.

“Do it!” She cried, looking him in the eyes. “Cum for your Goddess, shoot your load deep in this pussy!” She wailed as her own orgasm overtook her.

David couldn’t contain himself for even one second longer. He orgasmed hard, letting loose the biggest load of cum he had ever produced, giving it all to his Goddess, as he should.

Time seemed to stop, or maybe the moment lasted for eternity. When he was once again in some small command of his senses, he was still inside of her, having collapsed as every muscle in his body fell limp at the exact same moment. She was caressing him, whispering shushing noises. He realized things must have gotten pretty loud.

He spent another eternity in her embrace, before weakly pushing himself up. She met his gaze.

“You good?” She asked.

“Yes… yes… very. Very.” He replied weakly.

“That’s good,” she said with a smile, as she took his head and started guiding it downward…

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He walked gingerly through the woods, feet barely touching the damp leaves that had fallen. Although he was staring straight ahead, and a casual observer might guess that he knew where he was going, nothing could be further from the truth. His eyes saw, his ears heard, and his skin could feel the moist air brush across his tawny body, but his brain did not interpret the sensations.

The real Kevin was miles away, in a different place. A different life? At six feet even, his one-hundred sixty pound frame made surprisingly little disturbance as he traversed his unplanned path. Beneath the unruly mop of shoulder length brown hair, his green eyes reflected the distance he was from this place. They sparkled in a curious, yet innocent way. Eye brows arched slightly, so they gave him a subtle look of continuous amazement…like a child in awe at his first tour through the county fair.

Kevin was twenty-six, but often mistaken for being substantially younger. In fact, whenever he was out on a date he made it a point to frequent night clubs in which he was rather well known. Not because it gave a boost to his ego to be recognized, but so that he wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of his date when he’d inevitably be asked for proof of his age. Although it did give his ego a boost, and most of the women he’d dated found it rather cute and amusing, Kevin still viewed it as a source of irritation, if not down-right demeaning.

The leaves scrunched beneath his feet. Debbie McCalison was someone with whom Kevin had never planned to fall in love. She was quite smaller that he, at just under five-foot five. Her light red hair cascaded about her shoulders, with tanned youthful skin and the same green eyes as her lover. Though Kevin would swear that they changed colour, and became an almost hazel when she was on the brink of orgasm. She of course giggled at such a notion, in the same school-girl giggle which had captured Kevin’s love. Her broad Scottish accent, with the distinguishing Edinburgh flavour, only reinforced the heat that radiated from her, and melted his heart. He often teased her about her eyes just to hear her uplifting laughter, it made his day seem brighter.

The fact that Debbie usually came whenever they had sex was not really surprising to Kevin. He was rather shy and pensive, but he seemed to have a special gift for making sex something that was anticipated in more that its usual way. His creativity and gentleness mixed in a unique fashion whenever the lights were dimmed low.

Perhaps I should tell you a little about it. Kevin’s father was an Air Force officer, and they moved quite frequently during his youth. He had learned to blend-in quickly, and to adapt to the ever-changing scenes of his life. By the time he was in the sixth grade, his father had attained the rank of Colonel. Along with his father’s elevated rank came elevated expectations. He was expected to dress, behave and perform differently than everyone else. His father had achieved a level of success, and Ke vin was expected to show that he had the same winning blood coursing through his veins. And he did. But, he would often irritate his father with his blatant disregard for authority, and his instinct to do the opposite of what was expected. Although he was exceptionally bright, he would often achieve lower grades. While the other children of officers would play amongst themselves, frowning upon the invitation of others, Kevin would give little thought to his choice of friends. He never even considered to find out what rank their father’s were, or where they lived.

The same individualistic attitude remained with him into adulthood. Sex was something that was relatively new to Kevin. He had remained a virgin until he was twenty-one. It wasn’t out of the lack of opportunity, as it seemed to be always presenting itself in ever changing forms. Let’s just say that if you were a fifteen year old girl, and had become drunk at a neighborhood party, Kevin would probably the reason that you found yourself safely at home the following morning. If other guys at the party had mentioned that you were “prime for the taking,” as you lay passed out in the parlor, then Kevin would’ve taken you home as well. He would’ve just been a bit more bloodied than if they’d not made the remark. But you would’ve gotten home safely, either way. And you would’ve learned of the incidence from someone else, for he would not have told you. He was just that way. He wasn’t gay, he just had a certain respect for those who were unable, for whatever the reason, to defend themselves.

When Kevin was eighteen years old his mother brought him to her family home in Scotland, along with his eighteen year old sister, Colleen. His father had received an assignment to Thailand, and he would be flying sorties from that kingdom to targets in North and South Vietnam. His mother had opted to bring the children back to her homeland until her husband returned. If her husband returned.

Uncle John (Anglicized bilecik escort from its original Gaelic form, Sean), had a fond place in his heart for children. And a warm place in his groin, especially for male adults. Having never married, as he was once forced to choose between his beloved Scotch whiskey, and his present lover. Sean chose the former. Somewhere down inside there was a feeling, loving, harmless gentleman, but it had been drowned by the daily intakes of the eighty-proof liquid. He no longer cared about women, and had turned his attention to whomever happened to be close at hand when the diluted blood in his veins managed to form an erection. I guess that at some point he had made successful advances towards a young man, and had never turned to another form of sex.

Eighteen year old Kevin presented a heaven-sent gift. As he was always in trouble, he would be easy to silence with threats. As he was very hyperactive, nobody would miss him if he were away for long periods of time. As he was extremely curious, he would make an ideal sex partner. And, as he was very loyal, he was certain to remain secretive.

The initiation began almost immediately. Kevin giggled when his uncle suggested that they both urinate on a tree, as they walked through the evening woods. When the daylight began to recede, and the woods became rather unfamiliar, in this otherwise familiar park, Kevin began to feel a bit frightened. He informed his uncle about his uneasiness, and his uncle asked him to pick the tree that most frightened him. Kevin picked a large old tree that was about ten feet from the path, behind a group of bushes. Sean couldn’t have picked a better site him self. He told the little boy that the best way to rid himself of his fear was to show the tree “who’s the boss.”

“But how?,” Kevin asked.

“Well, meself, I’d be one to pee on it!,” said the uncle, “give it a go.”

And he then suggested that, since it was a rather large tree, perhaps it’d be best if they both “attacked it.” Kevin had played “doctor” before, with little boys and girls his own age. He’d engage in a game of “I’ll show you mine, if…” with rather little forethought, and about less afterthought. Just another game. He had never seen another grown man’s cock before, although he’d tried to sneak a peek once in an airport restroom. He glanced a bit out of the corner of his eye, as he stood at the urinal next to a stranger. He was too afraid that he’d be caught, and really didn’t get to see anything.

When his uncle unzipped his fly and removed his six inch erection, not a half of a foot from the little boy’s face, Kevin’s eyes must’ve grown noticeably larger. He stared for a few moments at his uncle’s erection before he’d realised that he was staring. When he managed to make his eyes move off of the bulging cock he was certain that his uncle would be upset, and tell his mother that he’d been so rude. But, he was surprised to see his uncle smiling. Kevin was perplexed. But, he figured, I guess it’s okay, so he looked back down at his uncle’s waist. He had opened the top of his pants, and was starting to lower them to his ankles. His cock stood straight out, almost pointing at the little boy, and a damp drop of clear liquid had formed at the very tip.

His uncle shuffled closer. He bent down and pulled the little man closer to him, his fingers began to loosen the belt around his little waist. He unsnapped his Wrangler jeans, and started to pull them down. Kevin tried to speak, he was more confused than resisting. He wasn’t sure what was happening.

“Ah, it’s alight bairn, it’s alright,” he heard his uncle say.

The words reached him just behind the curdling smell of Scotch. He stepped out of his jeans, which had been lowered around his ankles, and stood before his uncle, naked from the waist down. He looked at his own crotch, and was bewildered by how stiff his own little penis had become.

“And what were ye plannin’ to do wit that wee thing?,” his uncle asked, pointing at the stiff little cock. His smile broadening, and the atmospher e becoming a little more easy. “Come here, bairn,” he said, “I’ll be showin’ ye somethin’.”

His uncle sat with his back to the old tree, his legs stretched out before him. He had gripped his hard cock with his hand, and was slowly rubbing it up and down. Kevin moved slowly closer. “Sit down here, beside me,” he said. Kevin obeyed, his eyes still riveted to his uncle’s moving hand.

“Have ye e’er seen one like this, laddie?.”

No, Kevin thought, he hadn’t. He was amazed that a person could have such a large cock. It seemed to be three times as large as Kevin’s. He felt a hand move to his own penis, and realised that his uncle’s other hand had become restless. The fingers moved around his little dick, rubbing at it slowly and gently. It felt both good and bad. He just wasn’t sure. He continued to stare at his uncle’s cock, at the way his manisa escort balls jiggled with the movement of each stroke. And then he felt the hand on his own penis move lower. A finger wiggled between his legs, and pushed up inside the crack of his small ass. It moved in a slow, deliberate fashion until it rested on his tight little asshole. And then it moved away.

“Stand up,” his uncle said.

The words didn’t quite register, and he remained sitting. Then his uncle moved, and jolted him back to reality.

“Up wit ye, over here,” he said, and grabbed the boy around the hips.

His uncle swung him around until he was standing with one leg on each side, and then he turned him around so that the little boy’s bottom was less than a foot from his face. Kevin looked down, so that he could see his uncle’s erection. It throbbed in rhythm with his heartbeat, making it bounce just slightly. Kevin was still in awe. He felt his uncle pull him back a little, and then felt his fingers spread the cheeks of his ass. He started as he felt a finger try to push into his butt, and wondered why his uncle has doing that. It hurt a little at first, but then slid inside and stayed there, motionless. With his other hand, Sean pushed at the top of little boy’s back.

Kevin got the idea, and lowered himself on all fours. His bottom, with one finger still inside of it arched towards his uncle’s face. His face was over his hard-on, and he just seemed to know what it was that was wanted of him. He bent his head forward and lowered his mouth onto the firm erection. He could hear his uncle groan with pleasure behind him, and he felt the finger begin to move. Slowly, in and out, in and out. His little body was flooded with strange new sensations, and his head swam with the overwhelming input. He had never sucked a cock before, and wasn’t really sure of what to do, or where he was going with this. He knew that whenever he did certain things, pleasurable things were happening behind him. So, like Pavlov’s dog, he went through his first sexual experience through trial and error.

He continued to suck on the cock, although his jaws were beginning to grow sore, and, with a little help, he’d learned to move his mouth up and down. Repeating the movements of his uncle’s hand, as he’d watched him jerk-off a few moments before. At one point, he felt the finger withdraw from his butt, and wondered why his uncle was stopping. He was rather enjoying the strange sensation. And then he felt something else begin to probe at his tiny rear opening. He wasn’t sure at first just what it was, but then realised that it was a tongue. His uncle moved his tongue up to the small tight little ass, and then forcefully shoved it inside. He probed, with quick in and out strokes, the little virginal bottom of his nephew. The actions were rewarded, as Kevin’s mouth moved quicker upon his stiff cock. Kevin noticed that the taste had changed a little. It was a little more salty before, and had started to lose some of it’s tangy edge. Before he could ponder on the fact for long, he heard his uncle cry out “Ahhh, laddie, ‘t is wonderful!,” and thick jets of come spurted into his mouth. He was startled by this turn of events, and moved his mouth up off of the erupting organ. The milky white fluid squirted up into his face, and dribbled down the sides of his mouth. That was the first time he had managed to give a sexual partner an orgasm.

It wouldn’t be the last. Kevin had many frequent run-ins with his Uncle Sean. They gradually progressed to anal intercourse, something which had a less than pleasurable effect upon the man, as he was first initiated. After a time, Kevin had begun to find the experience pleasurable, and would often initiate the action. Something Sean would never cease to be amazed by. When he first managed to wedge his erection a few inches inside of his nephew’s ass, he was certain that the tightness of the little hole would stop the circulation in his cock. After a few more thrusts, Kevin could feel the weight of his uncle’s balls as they rested between his legs. His penis was all the way inside of him.

It was a tightness which Sean would never forget, as he laboured to lodge his stiff cock inside. To Kevin, it was little more than a challenge to see if he could take the entire length. To once again please his sexual partner. He did, and the act was repeated whenever the opportunity presented itself. Sometimes once a week, once, four times in one day.

After eighteen months, Kevin’s father returned safely from Thailand. He hadn’t been injured, but had lost more than a few friends from his squadron. Having been launched on a scramble sortie, the young Major and his RIO flew across the Laotian border. They were supposed to assist an infantry unit that had become bogged down, and was requesting air support. Major Lavelle’s uncle had served in the Army during World War II. He could recall the few stories he’d mersin escort managed to work out of the old veteran, about his combat time in Germany. One which stood out the most concerned the US Army Air Corps, or the American Luftwaffe, as the combat soldiers often referred to the boys in the bombers. They were in Northern France, and had come across a particularly stubborn pocket of German resistance. The Air Corps had offered its assistance in the form of a massive bombardment. Tears came to the old man’s face as he recalled watching American boys being torn to shreds by bombs which had fallen off target. Major Lavelle was always precise when he flew out on a mud-mission. He didn’t want some other old soldier, years from now, to dampen the sides of his cheeks as he recal led the assistance he’d received from American flyers. Captain Richards piloted the other F-4, he was wingman. Major Lavelle had known Captain Richards for over ten years. They had met while Kevin’s father was doing his pilot training. Richard’s would often hang out in the local bars. The ones frequented by the young pilots. He would engage in conversation with the young men, he himself being still in college. He knew that he wanted to fly, and his enthusiasm for flight, and his pure love for aviation sat well with young Lt. Lavelle. They became rather close friends. On this particular sortie, Capt. Richards was to orbit the target while Major Lavelle proceeded on his run. When the first F-4 had delivered it’s payload, the second was to follow. Major Lavelle released his ordinance, and banked his aircraft in a semi-steep climb angling off to the right. His RIO called out the location of the other aircraft. Wingman was beginning his run. Lavelle glanced down and to the right. He could see Capt Richards’ aircraft on it’s run, it’s sharp black nose pointing at an almost 45 degree angle. Black smoke curling from the Phantom’s engines. He knew that Richards was a good flyer, and he too was concerned with the infantry. He wasn’t one to just drop his load and return to base, he was going to do it right. As he watched the jet swoop towards the jungle road, he saw a flash of white light from somewhere just in front. He heard his warning receiver (which he usually switched off) chip with loud insistent tones. As he jammed his stick to the right, he saw a ball of flame erupt. He watched in horror as the fiery remnants of Captain Richard’s plane floated in almost slow motion to the ground. There was no sound, no parachutes, no time. That incident changed him, and Kevin’s father remained, somewhere in the skies over Laos. But that’s another story.

Kevin’s father returned, and they moved around quite a bit. When he was almost twenty-one, Kevin moved with his parents to Germany. On their way, he and his mother decided to stop in Scotland to visit the family. His father went ahead to Germany. Uncle Sean was there, but little was said.

She lived around the corner. Why hadn’t he noticed her before? She was playing with his cousin, eighteen year old Gaynor. Well, he thought, as he peered at the two from the bedroom, if she’s playing with Gaynor then she must be about eighteen. Perhaps older? Debbie’s hair moved with silky ease over her shoulders. He could see her firm young breasts bob as she jumped and frolicked with his young cousin. He was mesmerized by her smile, and he youthful vitality. He had been in love before, but this was something different. This was lust, out-and-out, unadulterated lust.

He felt his cock strain at his jeans as he watched her bend over to pick-up a ball. Her ass was perfection, smooth and firm. “Shit!” he muttered, as he lowered his pants to release his aching hard-on. He stood at the window, hidden, he hoped, by the sheer lace curtains. It was a rather affluent neighborhood, and he really didn’t want to have to explain how come Mrs Johnston (the neighborhood bitty) had seen him engaging in “deviate solitary sexual acts” in plain view. But he was sure that the girls wouldn’t see, they were too preoccupied. He felt a little guilty to be wanting a girl so young, but the guilt subsided as he firmly stroked his cock. He closed his eyes, and tried to imagine how it would be to caress her young body. To feel her heartbeat as he lay with his cock thrust between her tight thighs, his head against her firm young tits.

His hand moved more quickly, and he felt the slickness of the pre-cum l ubricating his “deviate act.” Suddenly his dream was shattered as he heard a tapping at the window pane. He jumped slightly, removing his hand and pushing his still hard cock inside of his pants as he quickly raised them around his waist. When he looked up, he saw Debbie standing at the window. She was smiling knowingly, her green eyes sparkling as she emitted that curious giggle. Despite his fear at having been caught, and his shame, he felt his cock throb at the sound of that giggle. She motioned for him to open the window. Feeling rather stupid, he glanced around the room. Was she beckoning to me?? He moved over and slowly slid the window up, glancing about for his errant cousin.

“I saw ye standin’ there a wee bit ago,” she said, “and wasn’t really sure if you’d ‘ave wanted Gaynor to ‘ave seen ye, so I made an excuse and got rid of ‘er.” The words weren’t quite registering. “Can I come in, then?,” she said.

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I woke up and to my surprise not only was I small, but there was my giant girlfriend sitting next to me, naked.

Just as I was admiring the view of her giant tits, I shrieked back as she suddenly moved her hand.

“I will give you 30 seconds to hide, if you do not, I will crush you!”

It took me a few seconds to register what she really said, but then with all my power, I was jumping down from the bed. I knew that I was not in danger of dying because I would fall from high places, as the smaller you are, the more velocity you need to die.

As she was already counting past 13, I barely was out of the room.

The perfect place to hide was under the stairs. It had small air gaps, which a hand barely could fit through.

With me being about 15 cm big, I was barely able to lay down sideways. It was enough space left that her foot wouldn’t touch me if she went downstairs.

And then I heard the vibrations of her moving. The first place she looked for was the washroom on the second floor, then she visited several other rooms. Surprisingly she did not go upstairs to the attic but was about to head downstairs.

Every single step she took was feeling like a small earthquake. And then, her foot landed üsküdar escort on the part of the staircase where I was hiding under. I almost made an audible noise but was able to hold it in.

A few seconds later she was downstairs. The first place she looked for was below the downstairs, where the shoes were stored at. Not only did she move the shoes aside, but she looked inside as well. And then, when I thought she was about to go to the other rooms, she examined the staircase, slowly looking from the bottom part to the top. And then―

She found me. Not only did she find me, but as soon as she had her eyes on me, she had the brightest smile I have ever seen.

And at that moment all I thought was to flee. Just as I was upstairs, she already climbed half of the staircase back up.

I was barely able to move to the middle of the second floor and―

I felt a finger touching my back. And at the moment she tried to tease me, I took the opportunity to jump through the gap in the small wooden fence part of the staircase.

In the few seconds that I had, I ran to the left room, next to the living room on the right side.

The room I was in gaziemir escort was the bedroom of my girlfriend. On the right was her television, a few dressers with each having six openable boxes. On the left was an enormous wardrobe. Next to her bed was a single dresser, with a dildo placed on top of it. I never saw her having a dildo, so the thought of her moving up and down on it made me horny.

But just as I was enjoying the view, I heard her taking the last step downwards. I opened up one of the boxes in the dressers and went inside. I was barely able to fit in. With all my power I was trying to close it. And just as she was about to open the door more open, to be able for her to come in, I was able to close it. Fortunately for me, closening it made no sound.

“I know you’re here!”

I hoped that she didn’t. But she moved closer and closer and―

Opened the box of the dresser next to me. And afterwards, she opened a few others. Then, she stopped. I thought I was lucky.

She stepped back as if she was about to head off. I thought she was looking under the bed, she moved―

And opened the box I was in!

“Oh, look… It’s you!”

She sancaktepe escort picked me up easily with her hand, just as if she were to grab a carrot.

“Let me go! What do you want from me?”

“From you? I want nothing from you.”

She was moving closer to her bed. She held me with one hand, meanwhile, she used the other hand to rub herself.

She got hornier by the second, as it was noticeable by her breathing getting faster.

And then she moved me towards her entrance.

“I beg you! Don’t put me in there!”

But the begging was for nothing.

She was inserting me in her pussy, as if I was a dildo. It felt like my body was in a waterslide, except that everything of me touched the wet walls.

And she moved more quickly, spreading her wet fluid even more on the walls surrounding me.

And she moved even faster, making the walls shake up, enclosing me, getting a hold of me.

She came.

And with that, I was pushed outside, lying in all of her fluid.

The feeling of her vagina getting a hold of me made me cum severely.

I looked at her and I thought she was about to say something, but then she went for a second round. A third round. A fourth round.

And then, when I was so exhausted in the midst of even more fluid from her, all I could do was to look at her back, seeing her mammoths and how excited she felt.

She grabbed me and said:

“You are my personal sex toy now.”

Then, she put me into the drawer where her dildo was being on top.

It seems like this was only the beginning.

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In the early sixties aged 19, I was in the RAF training in sleepy Norfolk and I used to catch the early afternoon train from London on Sundays returning back from home at weekends. Those were the days of single-compartment carriages with a corridor.

It was one of those boring trains that stopped at virtually every town and village and on Sundays was hardly ever busy. On this one summer Sunday I was alone reading and about halfway through the journey an old lady (well I thought she was old but in hindsight, she could only have been in her mid-fifties), walked into my compartment.

She appeared to be the typical housewife, quite pretty and plump, with permed hair. She smiled at me and took off her lightweight coat and sat opposite. I thought nothing of it and after a few more stops she engaged me in conversation which I reluctantly joined in.

It was the usual stuff — weather, etc — and then she asked where I was stationed and said that she lived just 10 miles from the camp.

“Isn’t that an all-male place? Where do you go for female company?”

After fobbing her off, I went back to my book and drifted off to sleep as did she.

She of course was not of any interest to me in a sexual way, but I was still a randy bugger and as was the case then, a virgin. It was the usual case of wanking morning noon and night to get rid of my unwanted erections.

Which is what I had when I woke and immediately tried to hide it. But Mrs Mystery was still in the land of nod and in her relaxed state, her plump legs had parted giving me an eyeful of her fat knicker enclosed cunt. But the really interesting thing was that a massive amount of hair was poking out either side.

My balls were aching and my dick was ready to explode. I had to have a wank. Seeing as she was still seemingly fast asleep, I took out my dick and started stroking it, enjoying the view, Mrs. Mystery murmured “You have a lovely big and thick cock young man. But before you cum let me give you a nice show and then you will cum even more”.

I was astounded, here was a very seemingly straight-laced old lady being utterly depraved. Pulling up her skirt and opening her çeşme escort fat thighs even more she pulled her knickers to one side showing me her hairy snatch.

“Go on have a good look. My pussy is wet just looking at you.”

She could see I was on the verge of shooting my load and told me to stand up and shoot it over her open pussy. Which I did with gusto. Not one but four streams of spunk fell onto her fat belly and cunt.

Then it was her turn to give me a show as she rubbed my spunk around her hairy twat. “Oh, I just love men’s spunk, sperm call it what you like, especially young virile young men’s like yours. My kinky fetish is for four to five virile men to fill my cunt with cum, then put on some big pants and go shopping feeling the cum run down my legs. How perverted is that? Now we have got off to a great start tell me your name. Mine is Cindy.”

After telling her mine was Charlie, she said,” Would you like me to introduce you to more pleasure, Charlie?” Of course, I readily agreed thinking I was about to lose my virgin status — albeit with an old biddy like her – and as we still had half an hour to my stop, she became serious all of a sudden.

“I don’t want you to run away with the idea that I put on these shows for everyone, young man. It is only for the ones that I take a liking to and who I think will be happy to expand their interests. First off, I think you are a virgin as you came so quickly, am I right? You don’t have to be shy, we all go through it.”

I confirmed that was the case but was desperate to lose that status. “Well, as long as you don’t mind losing it to an old gal like me, you can take that as read. But Joe my husband will be present at all times. You see, we have a very happy marriage — albeit unusual — and share everything. I don’t want you to feel pressured into doing anything you are uncomfortable with but you should be open to enjoying new sensations and experiences.

My husband and I had a very sexual upbringing. He went to an all-male public school and things being what they are in places like that, grew fond of mutual wanking, having başakşehir escort his arse fucked, and, in some cases, sucking cocks. I, after my first fuck, became a virtual slut. I could not get enough sex. So, with his bisexual side and my need for lots of cock we found lots of men so we were and are an ideal match. We are not perverts, rather, I would say, very kinky in our likes. One thing we both like is role-playing, you know, acting out fantasies. As we got older things tailed off a bit, so if you are agreeable, you might just enjoy taking part in our lifestyle”.

As she was telling me this, I was again hard and she was looking at the tent in my trousers. She gave me her phone number and said to call her next Saturday to come to tea. Being young and extremely naïve I did not have a clue as to what I was letting myself in for, but like most young men, my cock overruled my head which is why I was outside their cottage door the following Saturday afternoon.

Cindy greeted me at the door with a beaming smile and was dressed like the slut she said she was. A shortish flared skirt topped with a blouse highlighting her very large and floppy tits with large aureoles and her long thick nipples were a beautiful brown. Almost dragging me in she immediately pulled me close and ground her crotch tightly into mine, kissing me full-on my lips which stimulated a stonking hard but this time I let it stand out proud ready to meet hubby.

In the living room, Cindy introduced me to Bob, her husband, who shook my hand but his eyes were on my cock.

“Pleased to meet you, Charlie. Cindy said that you would like to expand your interests. But first, let’s have some tea and get to know you better.”

Bob and I sat down on the sofa while Cindy gave us our tea and then she sat in the chair opposite.

“Bob, our young man here, has a nice big fat cock and I promised he can fuck me later. But in the meantime, let’s give him a nice introduction. From what I did on the train, he gets horny when I do this”.

She put down her cup and slowly opened her fat dimpled thighs and put one leg over küçükçekmece escort the chair arm, giving both of us a glorious view of her massive hairy twat. As she started rubbing it, Bob undid his fly and got out his small but thick circumcised cock which was flaccid.

“Bob, help Charlie out. I want him to shoot a lot of spunk so he lasts longer in bed.”

Bob, needed no encouragement as he undid my fly and after some difficulty got my 8-inch cock in his hands. “Wow, lad, you’ve got some meat — and thick too.”

It was the first time Charlie had felt another guy’s hand on his dick, and as Bob spread his precum up and down it, he saw that Bob was getting harder and also oozing precum. It felt very natural as they wanked each other and it was only a minute before Charlie shot what seemed to be wad after wad of spunk all over the carpet. Although he was now vigorously wanking Bob, there was nothing happening. “Don’t worry Charlie, I only really shoot my load when Cindy or guys fuck my arse.”

Cindy had a broad grin on her face and she had climaxed at the sight of her two guys getting off. “That was fucking great” Now let’s retire to bed.

Upstairs they all got naked and Cindy laid down — and Charlie standing over her was truly delighted. Her lovely floppy titties fell on her floppy saggy belly just a few inches away from her massive hairy bush which grew round to her arsehole.

Reaching her arm up she got hold of soft cock and pulled him down next to her.

“Feel my titties, mmm, roll the nipples between your fingers, oh yes, yes, suck them, gently,…feel my pussy again, aah, easy, easy, now slip a finger inside it, I know it will go, I’m soaking, Oh, oh, oh.”

Charlie was beside himself — his cock was bursting. Taking his finger out and his cock in her wet cunt he didn’t last long.

“Oh yes, my boy. Shoot your lovely spunk into me.”

He was amazed at the amount of spunk he did shoot- strings and strings of it. And Cindy loved it rubbing it all over her hairy cunt and around her shitter. “Nice and slippery to make it easier to fuck later”.

Bob meanwhile had taken over fingering his wife and making her cum again. But still, it was not hard enough.

“Hey Charlie, Bob wants to fuck me, finger fuck his arse to get him hard.”

Never having done that ever, Charlie started to insert his finger into Bob’s crack. And to help him along, played with his little dick which by now was very hard. Charlie lost no time in getting on Cindy and fucking her.

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Last evening was an absolutely perfect night. At around 7PM it was almost 70 degrees with just a slight wind. We decided it was a perfect night for a fire in the fire pit.

So I started by prepping the grill and getting the fire pit going. It took quite some time for the fire to get going as it had been raining and the logs were all wet. By the time the fire was roaring and the food was done an hour had went by. During the whole prep time, I was drinking beer and the wife was having her usual mixed drink. We were both giddy and have a great time sitting by the fire and getting slightly toasted.

As I was finishing dinner, a friend came by and wanted to hang out with some beers and enjoy a fire. Shortly after he arrived, our neighbor showed up. I texted my wife, so much for some naughty fun outdoors this evening.

She just smiled and said you never know. So we all sat around the fire, joking and laughing and have a great time. Flash forward a couple of hours and me and the wifey were pretty hammered. She knows this is when I get my kinkiest and I started sending off some dirty messages. Things like, you better be holding it for me so you can soak me tonight and I can’t wait for you to give me a shower. All the while our friends were sitting next to us without a clue of what nasty and dirty thoughts were going through both of our minds.

I was doing all I could to get the guys out of there so I could have some free time with my lady and they were having none of it. Finally my buddy ending up leaving so now we muğla escort were done to just the neighbor. He seemed to have nothing better to do and stayed for at least another hour. By this point my texts to the wife were downright nasty; I want your hot piss, fucking drench my cock, please make me cum with your piss. Just pure and nasty messages.

Finally the fire started to die down and we were cleaning up to go inside. He finally got the hint and headed home. My wife smiled and asked what I wanted to do to her. My response, was to fuck the shit out of her.

So we ran inside and headed to the bathroom. She stripped nude and laid on the bathroom floor. She was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and had placed that under her body. I stripped off all my clothes and soon was on the floor next to her. She had her legs off the ground which gave me a great view of her pussy. I must say I have seen quite a few in my days and her pussy is absolutely amazing. The look and the smell of it drives me absolutely nuts.

Without a word, she tensed a bit and a hot stream of piss shot from her sex. I was surprised as she normally gives me some type of warning. Well I did the gentlemanly thing and stuck my cock right next to her slit. She then proceeded to unleash one of her biggest pissing displays I had ever seen. She was shooting it out so hard and fast that it was like a garden hose. It was shooting off my cock in every direction and soon my chest was wet with her piss as well.

Not ordu escort wanting to miss an opportunity, I stuck my face in between her legs and started licking and sucking her pussy like a madman. Most of her piss was gone and she only had a little left in the tank for me to drink and drip off my face. But still, I was in heaven. That gorgeous pussy shooting out her hot piss directly in my mouth. I was fucking hard as a rock and ready for some great sex.

When her piss was done, I moved my head to survey the damage. It looked like a river had formed on my tile floor. There was so much piss on the floor it was a giant pool engulfing my body. My wife got on all fours and stuck that pussy in the air to be fucked royally. I took my position and rammed my hard cock inside of her. She was wet from her piss and her arousal so I had no problem gaining entry. I slammed into her a couple of times and then the real fun began. The piss was everywhere and we were sliding around like it was a slip and slide. As I fucked her harder and harder piss was sloshing everywhere in the room. On the walls, on us, on her hoodie, literally piss was going everywhere, almost like it was raining. And I loved every dirty second of it. I was covered head to toe in her hot piss and was fucking her to my heart’s content.

Unfortunately, nature started to take over and I felt the familiar tug in my balls and knew that I was getting close. At that point, she was stroking her clit for all she was worth. osmaniye escort As her orgasm started and her pussy tightened up, that was it for me. I shot a massive load in her pussy and the room started spinning. What an intense and amazing orgasm.

She turned on the shower and we both jumped it. She put shampoo in her hair and then into mine. As she was turned towards me, I put my semi-rigid cock up to her pussy lips and unloaded all my saved up piss. She was laughing and giggling as I shot my hot stream all over her just fucked pussy. I aimed my dick upwards and started coating her tits in the warm liquid. I was in heaven; my beautiful wife standing in front of me with my cum dripping out of her and my piss soaking her tits. What a great image, wish I had a waterproof camera.

All too soon, my stream turned into a trickle and then it was over. She then put her leg up on the ledge of the shower and directed her pussy above my cock. She grunted a bit and started to push my cum out of her pussy and then another torrent rushed out of her. I couldn’t believe she had to piss again and her she was hissing out another strong stream. There was no end in sight and it felt amazing. I wasn’t under the shower stream so her piss was warming up my cock. Eventually, I pulled my cock out of the way and cupped my hands underneath her pussy. She filled my hand up and I brought it up to my mouth for a drink. Again pure heaven, sucking and slurping my wife’s piss out of my hand. When I had finished that drink, I stuck my hand underneath her again and got one more handful before she ran out. I greedily sucked it all down with a huge smile on my face. We finished our shower and then headed to bed. I was one satisfied man with a huge smile on my face. Right before we fell asleep she leaned over and kissed me and said I love soaking you in my hot piss, sweet dreams baby.

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Pussy Mistress Training with Princess Mandy, Pt 3: feeling touch

it’s Monday evening at Princess Mandy’s house. I have had the most remarkable adventure under her wise guidance and instruction. She started out by allowing me to worship her magnificent breasts. Oh, how I yearned and longed to touch them. They are so round and bouncy and when she giggles or gets excited her hard nipples reveal her growing arousal.

Then she decided to let me into her more private inner world and introduce me to Pussy Mistress, the name of my addiction to Princess Mandy’s sublime, divine feminine altar of pleasure between her legs. Pussy Mistress is the feminine embodiment of sensual sexuality. Her power is in every woman and every woman can access the arousal of the Pussy Mistress frequency. It is nothing more than embracing the sensual power of womanhood.

While there are many other good and worthy aspects to womanhood Pussy Mistress has the sensual power to control men and women who are willing to surrender themselves to Her. She has the ability to entice, to draw forward, to lure, to tease. Worship of Pussy Mistress is found in the Indian dancer, the Spanish dancer, each culture has a form of erotic femininity or dance that only a woman can embrace. Sexy man dancing? Eh, not so much.

When Princess Mandy says, ‘get ready’ it is my job to get “prepared” which means get her a glass of wine, then undress and get naked in front of her and show my reverence by standing on my knees, hands behind my back, thrusting out my hips which sends my hard erect cock pointing proudly right at her as it yearns to be touched and admired. I used to wear tighty-whitey underwear but no more, now I am just naked.

Today, Princess Mandy is sitting in a chair with her legs crossed at the ankle, wearing a light blue dress. This is a full dress starting well below her knees up to a nice full rounded bosom with a scoop neck and billowy shoulders.

Her hair is not in the usual braided pigtails on her sides. She has a more mature, womanly look tonight with her hair pulled back tight into a ponytail which makes her look more serious, even stern.

She leans forward in her chair with her eyes looking down into mine, gets a smile on her face and then with her elbow resting on her knee leans forward with her palm up so her red tipped fingernails can scratch my balls and says “You’ve been such a good boy I thought that maybe we should go a little further tonight. Would you like that my little pet?”

“Oh Princess Mandy,” I gush, “OH please! That would be so great! I have been so good! I am so horny, oh please, oh please, oh please…”

“Slow down boy,” she giggles, “you don’t even know what you’re getting yourself into.”

“On no,” I say with great pride, “with all due respect my beautiful Goddess Princess, you are wrong. I know fully what I’m getting myself into and that is the complete surrender of my identity to your Divine care. You are the Goddess I worship and adore. I am your slave and am here to help you in any way and to do anything in my bilecik escort power to make your life easier, more enjoyable and richer in every way. Most of all I hope you will show the generosity to let me pleasure you to the highest heights of erotic pleasure.”

“Well then,” she says in a serious voice and sitting up straight, “Perhaps it IS time for you to move to the Next Level. But there is a cost, my loyal slave. First. let me hear your oath”.

“Pussy Mistress,” I say with my head bowed looking between Princess Mandy’s legs covered as it is by her blue dress. But Princess Mandy puts her palms one over the other between her legs, cupping her crotch, pushing in her dress and causing it to ride up her legs into mid-thigh while I say, “I hereby pledge my life to serve you, My reward is your pleasure.”

“Well then loyal knight,” my Princess Mistress says, “you shall be rewarded. So far we have explored sexy teasing by giving you glimpses of this holy spot. Then you got to learn the scent and perfume of Pussy Mistress. In normal training we would be going to explore touch and then taste over the next two weeks. But perhaps we could move things up and do touch and taste together.”

“Mmmm,” she coos, scrunching her eyes and touching her cheek as if perplexed, “what do you think slave, should we? Are you ready? Are you horny enough?”

“O My Gawd Princess Mandy,” I blurt out, “O please, I think you are brilliant. You have the best ideas. Could we? Can we? Please?”

“Well, perhaps, ” she teases, “but there’s a problem in doing that, Booby,” she says wagging her finger back and forth as if in warning. But it’s in front of her nice round tits filling out the blue dress so I am a little distracted (Mistress Tits are everything, I mindlessly think as I drop into the arousal zone).

“The danger is that you will get too aroused. Get a cock too hard. That you will not be able to control yourself. That you might step over the line. You might get so horny and desperate at home, late at night, all alone in bed with your imagination that you might be tempted to play with MY joystick. Or worse, you might masturbate and even cum before permission is granted. Those kinds of naughty things are disrespectful to Pussy Mistress. Don’t you agree?”

“Oh yes, very disrespectful, I would never,” I say bashfully knowing she’s probably right

“I know, you poor thing, ” she says taking a finger and rubbing the underside of my throbbing hard and erect cock , “When you get hard and aroused for your Goddess you just can’t help yourself, can you horny boy?”

Princess Mandy continues speaking softly while occasionally flicking my erection up and down with her fingertip, “This happens to every person facing Pussy Mistress, not just submissive slave bois like you but also alpha males who think they are big and tough and want to dominate women – they too fall weak before Her. The penis is no match. Remember this boi – Pussy always wins. Pussy always wins.” I nod, complacently, but manisa escort note the distinct scent that means she is getting aroused.

“So,” she continues, “when a new devotee comes knocking at Her door we want to give him a chance to show his respect and to demonstrate his self-restraint.

“To help him fully surrender, and be true to his oath, we use this,” she says holding her cupped hands out, “this is a chastity cock cage!”

Leaning forward to rest her elbows on the knees of her bare, sexy, now uncrossed legs, she holds the cage with one hand in front of the now exposed cleavage of her billowing breasts, while the fingers of her other hand are gently tickling the bottom of my ball sack while she continues speaking.

“See, isn’t it pretty with it’s solid pink tube?” she turns it this way and that, “they say it’s the worst, most frustrating kind because it is big enough that when you get excited your cock can grow and get aroused and then? Oops! it hits the end. It is frustrated to go no further. All it can do is swell and get bigger at the sides…and weep a cum tear.”

“Boo hoo,” she pouts, “Oh the cruelty of a hardon wanting to worship its Mistress or give a cum tribute but unable to move beyond the cage of restraint – – until his Mistress unlocks the cage!”

“Are you willing to surrender your orgasms for the pleasure of your Goddess and Pussy Mistress?,” Princess Mandy asks in a serious tone.

“I am,” I proudly reply, lifting my chest and thrusting my cock forward, “but does that mean I never get to cum again?” I ask meekly.

“No silly,” she says twanging my erection again, sending it bob up and down,” the best part is letting you orgasm,” now with every few words she firmly SWATS my hard cock side to side. “…whenever…. I want it…. at any unexpected time…. so you never know ….and you are always waiting…. watching…. and hoping. “

She folds her fingers of one hand around my erection and holds it loosely in her upward palm, giving occasional squeezes along the length. She takes a deep breath and thrusts her bosom towards me which tightens the baby blue cloth around her firm round tits which both creates more cleavage and reveals her nipple nubs trying to push thru.

“The truth is,” she purrs and squeezes, “I love your cum all over my big smooth TITS…mmmm…. or in between my round, firm, ass cheeks …oh yes!… and I love it even more when I watch and feel your lips and tongue lick it off.”

This kind of talk and her continual squeeze has got me aroused all over my body. Her squeeze tease has gotten me to the edge. My body does another shiver tremble of arousal. I feel a little drip a pre cum emerge. Then I watch as Mandy places the cage on the chair seat between her legs but on top of her dress. With her two hands she pulls the dress up slowly so it goes underneath the steel cock cage, slowly revealing her upper thighs and then pulls it right up to reveal Pussy Mistress in all her glory… naked… shaven clean… full mersin escort pouty lips with a little hint of glisten nectar.

Ahhh …. and now her smell. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, her beautiful arousal perfume hits me and my own nipples harden. It is the first time that I have seen Pussy Mistress. Ironically behind a cage, my cage, that I am willing to wear to show my dedication and devotion to Her and to pleasure my Mistress.

“If you are willing,” she continues, “then bow your head to my feet, slowly rising up and then between my legs until the top of your head feels the cage. Then sit down on your haunches and begin to slowly stroke your hard erection as a tribute to your new Mistress, to Pussy Mistress. Do it delicately and gently. When you feel fully aroused, when you are full of lust and about to orgasm, then STOP and let go, look up at Pussy Mistress and say your oath.”

I bowed down and reverently kissed each foot and said thank you for letting me enter this sacred space, I moved my head upward along her legs, over her knees and I enter the space between her upper thighs. It is warm. Intimate.

I moved forward till the top of my head felt the cage and then I started gently touching my fingertips to the underside of my manhood. Some drops of precum came out and I used it to smear the head. I was getting very aroused so I looked up to see the cage had been removed and Pussy Mistress was there, a few inches in front of my face, in all Her beauty.

Princess Mandy’s single finger was slowly circling her clit. Oh, how beautiful, glistening, sparkling with some divine nectar, the full pouty lips looking like ripe fruit and her perfume scent, Her Divine smell, that did it and from the depths of my being I pronounced,

“I hereby dedicate myself to serving Pussy Mistress. Pleasuring my Mistress and honoring the Divine Feminine in every woman.” then with eyes closed, I took a deep breath to bring Her essence into my lungs and allow it to take over my body and surrender to Her will.

Unexpectedly, I felt Mistress’ wet finger, moistened with pussy juice, run over my lips.

“You may rise Sir Robert,” wow she has never called me Robert before ever. It’s always been Bob, Mr Bob, Bobby or Booby or pet or slave or my fav…boi or horny dog. Nonetheless, as Robert, I recognized the dignity of this moment and rose before her, still seated with the blue dress up around her waist with Pussy Mistress exposed.

Princess Mandy’s round bosom was billowing out the top of the blue scoop neck dress, her nipples were hard and poking thru the tight cloth, there was a gold chain with a key touching her cleavage.

SUDDENLY out of nowhere both her hands came up on either side of my erection with two bags of frozen peas. I let out a Yelp ….. AHHHH … and instinctively pulled back away but caught myself to return back to attention as she commanded, “Hands behind your back soldier!”

Words can’t describe the agony of the transition from a rock hard cock ready to burst in orgasm down to a shrunken limp noodle. As quick as a whit the retainer ring was installed, the cage was slid on, the lock was locked and her hand was holding the key, dangling on the chain over her breasts, gently rocking to and fro, hypnotizing me to remember my oath in the hard times ahead.

“That’s all for tonight, boi. I will see you again in 4 days.”

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Fiona awoke to what was becoming a very familiar sensation between her legs; A twitching cage with her balls slick with precum. She let out a heavy sigh as she stretched, her eyes still too sensitive to the morning light to fully open. She patted her hands around their makeshift bed, searching for Amanda in her groggy state only to find the bed empty. As if on cue, Amanda opened the door, making her way inside with a cup of coffee in each hand. She was dressed in a tight, bright purple T-shirt and some baggy black pajama pants.

“Morning. You slept like a rock. Tough day or something?” Amanda teased, her eyes shifting towards the handcuffs still locked to the bed frame. Fiona grunted in annoyance before pulling the blankets up over her shoulder to snuggle back in bed.

“What time is it?” Fiona asked, feeling the comfort of the warm blankets beckoning her back to sleep.

“11 or so.” Fiona’s eyes shot open as she bolted up from bed.

“Amanda! We are SO late for lab! We gotta-“

“Chill out! Lab got canceled. Professor’s wife went into labor. He sent out an email this morning.” Fiona let out a sigh of relief. She fell back into bed, flinging the blankets over her as if already exhausted. With her hands full, Amanda grabbed the edge of the blanket with her toes, deftly balancing as she flung the blanket back off Fiona.

“I shoulda let you panic for a few more seconds, that would have gotten you out of bed. Here.” Amanda held out a mug of coffee, prompting Fiona to sit up and take it. Amanda eyeballed Fiona’s chest as the blanket fell off her, evoking a blush from Fiona when she noticed.

“So!” Amanda continued. “Can you tell me what was wrong about last night?”

“What was wrong?” Fiona confirmed, her eyebrows creasing in confusion.

“Yeah! Somebody went to bed without doing something very important. Of course I teased you half to death and I’m the one who put you in bed… But still! I was so horny I couldn’t sleep, I had to get up and finish myself just to sleep at all!” Fiona’s eyes widened in realization, opening her mouth only to get shut down by a shushing gesture from Amanda. “Now that I have my own little toy to use for that, those days of me finishing myself should be a thing of the past. So here’s what we’re gonna do.”

Amanda reached down and grabbed the blanket still covering Fiona’s lower half, quickly pulling it off and tossing it across the room. Fiona jolted, instinctually pulling her knees up slightly to hide herself.

“Since lab is canceled, we don’t have to leave the house today. So we are going to spend today reminding you of your place.” Amanda walked over to her desk and grabbed the vibrating cock ring she had used to tease Fiona the night before, tossing it to her. “Your cage, and that. That’s all you get to wear today.”

“What? Amanda-!” Fiona was shushed once again.

“You’re gonna spend all day naked and making it up to me, and I’m gonna spend all day enjoying it. Sound good?” Fiona sat stunned with her mouth open in disbelief. She felt her face flush at the thought of spending the whole day naked in front of Amanda. Her heart raced as she felt her stomach climb up into her throat and a little stream of precum run down her balls. She bit her lip before nodding in agreement, unable to discern between excitement, horniness and dread. She felt the heat of her cheeks surge as she lowered her knees, fumbling with the vibrating cock ring as she worked it over her slick cage and into place. All while under Amanda’s gaze.

“Good girl… Now!” Amanda dropped her seductive tone, returning to her happy, peppy self, as if blind to the naked leaking girl in front of her. “Let’s get some breakfast! I made the amazing coffee, so your turn to cook.”

Amanda twirled around and walked into the kitchen as if it was a morning like all the others. She pulled out a stool from the island, leaned against its back and tossed her feet up on the seat of the other. She pulled out her phone and began scrolling, taking sips of coffee as she did.

Fiona could not approach her task with the same level of indifference. The stark contrast of her outfit and Amanda’s was overwhelming. She felt more naked than she had ever felt in her life. Every little action felt under the gaze of a thousand eyes. Bending down to grab the pan, reaching into the fridge to get the milk. She felt like the walls of her apartment were glass, and somehow everyone could see her simple caged attire. Fiona felt a string of precum stick to her thigh as it dripped to the floor.

The cock ring around her cage suddenly started vibrating. The burst of sensation nearly buckled her knees, propping herself up with her hands against the counter. She looked up at Amanda, expecting her usual evil grin, but she showed no signs of acknowledgement. She continued to sip her coffee and scroll through her phone. Fiona gripped into the counter, trying to hold in her heavy breaths. She was already incredibly horny from the night before. It didn’t even take 10 seconds before she felt herself barrel into the wall of a perpetual bahçelievler escort edge.

“Amanda…” She whined under her breath, pressing her knees together.

“Pancakes done?” Amanda sat up, Fiona’s ring still buzzing away.

“N-no, but-“

“Ah maaan, got my hopes up. Alright well lemme know when they are.” Amanda returned to her phone and kicked back once again, continuing to browse. Fiona watched Amanda helplessly, hoping she would laugh and turn the vibrator off. But she didn’t. She took a deep unsteady breath as she tried to ignore the already full and overflowing dam of frustration between her legs. Finally, she mustered enough drive to continue making breakfast.

Fiona was normally a pretty good cook, especially when it came to sweets. But that morning was anything but normal. Her mind was a fog. Every step of the way was hindered by her overwhelming lust. She accidentally put in twice the amount of sugar, too busy grinding her cage against the counter she forgot she already put some in. She took forever to mix the batter, constantly stopping to support her weakening legs with her hands as she quivered just below orgasm.

Once she had the pancakes on the burner, she finally caved. She rested her arm and head on the edge of the counter, watching a small puddle slowly form on the ground below her. The constant vibrations were torture. There wasn’t a moment where her body didn’t feel like it would finally slip over the edge and cum, nor a moment where the frustrating reality didn’t hit. She thrusted into the air, trying to suppress her soft moans and silent begging. Time seemed to blur by until she smelled a faint burnt smell.

“Shit…” Fiona whispered, promptly standing back up and flipping the pancakes. She stayed standing to watch the pancakes finish, determined not to let her cage be the demise of that side as well.

“Pancakes are done.” Her voice came through much weaker than she intended.

“Perfect!” The vibrations suddenly stopped, allowing her to finally catch her breath and slump onto the counter in relief. Amanda put her phone away and sat up. “These are uh… quite crispy. What’s up? You’re usually a pancake master.” Fiona groaned into the counter before standing up and walking around the island to take her seat by Amanda.

“These abominations are completely your fault. How is anyone supposed to be able to focus like that?” Amanda finally broke indifference and laughed.

“I don’t know, but I’m sure you’ll figure it out eventually. Most likely out of necessity.” Amanda teased. Fiona felt her throat tighten at the thought.

They ate their terrible pancakes in high spirits, only stopping to poke fun at Fiona a few times. Despite the lull as they ate, Fiona’s arousal was persistent. Eating naked next to a fully clothed Amanda constantly reminded her of her complete powerlessness. Reminded her who had the only say on if she’d finally get the release she craved. Amanda didn’t say a single word about her denial, her cage, even about her nakedness. For her it was just another breakfast, yet Fiona crept off the edge as slowly as melting ice.

“Welp!” Amanda pushed her empty plate towards the center of the island. “Those were… edible…” She laughed as she grinned at Fiona. “Thanks for breakfast! Would you mind getting the dishes? I think that’d be a wonderful view.” The kitchen sink was in the counter directly opposite the far edge of the island. This gave anyone sitting at the island a full view of whoever was using the sink. Fiona blushed, realizing Amanda’s intention.

Fiona grabbed Amanda’s plate along with her own and made her way to the sink. She filled the sink with soapy water and began the dishes. She couldn’t see Amanda while she washed, only able to imagine her eyeing down her form from behind. She felt another drop of precum stretch down from her cage. Her face burned, wondering if Amanda could see the string glistening from her vantage point.

She tried to block it out of her mind and focus on the dishes, when she jumped slightly at a hand grazing against her butt. She felt a kiss on her lower back. Then another slightly above that, trailing their way up her spine as Amanda’s hands slid around Fiona’s sides and down to her inner thighs. Fiona moaned softly, almost dropping the plate in her hand as her back arched from the sensation, pushing her butt back against Amanda.

“I couldn’t resist.” Amanda whispered near Fiona’s ear. “Don’t let me distract you, you got dishes to do.” Fiona whined in protest, but she tried to switch her focus back to the dishes. That proved to be much harder than she thought.

Amanda was relentless. She kissed all around Fiona’s neck and back. Some kisses being replaced with playful nibbles, sending shivers through Fiona. She groped her butt with one hand as her other glided against Fiona’s cage, slipping smoothly down to play with her glistening balls. Fiona couldn’t hold back her heavy breaths, her hips moving rhythmically on their own. She felt Amanda’s bağcılar escort hand slide down off her balls and between her thighs. A heavy moan escaped her lips as she felt two fingers slip inside her with ease. Her thighs clamped around Amanda’s hand, determined not to give up that stimulation.

She felt the soft fabric of Amanda’s pajamas disappear from her butt, only to be replaced with bare skin a few seconds later. She could feel Amanda growing against her, pushing against the back of Fiona’s clamped thighs.

“Please,” Fiona softly moaned. releasing her thighs and arching her hips to push herself towards Amanda’s unit, almost by instinct. She felt her ears burn at the thought of how forward she just was, but she was too horny to hold back. She could hear Amanda giggle with excitement and surprise, only causing her cheeks to burn brighter.

Amanda’s fingers slipped out of her. Even with the prospect of what might soon be replacing them, Fiona felt her body lurch to try and follow them, crying out for the attention they were giving her. Her hand slid up Fiona’s front before grabbing her chest, squeezing playfully as they made their way to her nipple. Fiona was desperate for more stimulation. Just as she was about to beg, she felt Amanda trace her tip around Fiona’s lips before finally pushing inside.

Fiona couldn’t wait for Amanda’s teasing pace. The instant she felt Amanda’s tip push inside, she thrusted her hips back, taking Amanda’s massive unit entirely. She felt her butt slap against Amanda’s pelvis, but her body still screamed for more.

“Goddd…” Fiona whimpered. Amanda needed no more invitation. She immediately began thrusting into Fiona, wrapping one hand around Fiona’s hips to pull her back with force against each thrust. The other gripped tightly into her breast. Fiona could feel her nails digging slightly into the skin, and she couldn’t have cared less. Every nerve in her body screamed for the same thing. The precum leaking from her cage flung about as she moaned, leaving drops against the cabinet doors below the sink and across her and Amanda’s legs

“Please God let me cum, Amanda! I need it! I need it so badly!” Fiona couldn’t keep herself upright any longer, using her arm to support herself against the sink faucet. Amanda slowed down, pushing fully inside Fiona before holding still.

“Awww, did you forget what today was about?” Amanda spoke softly, and teasingly apologetic. “You are already begging to cum without getting me off a single time? And look, you still haven’t even finished the dishes.” Her voice dropped to a low seductive tone. “I wouldn’t be expecting to cum today. Period.”

Amanda resumed pounding into her, with even more force and vigor than before. Fiona cried out as her body trembled. She pulled one of her hands from the sink, grabbing manically at her other breast, letting soapy water trail down her breast and stomach.

Amanda felt herself approaching the edge. She thrusted until she was about to burst over before pulling out. The sudden disappearance evoked a frustrated cry from Fiona. Her hips shot back, desperately searching for Amanda’s cock. That sight was more than enough, as Amanda felt herself erupt all over Fiona’s back, streaming down Fiona’s butt and legs and dripping to the floor.

Feeling streams of hot cum plaster her back was the breaking straw. Her knees gave out as she crumpled to the floor, feeling the last few spurts of cum spray into her hair. Fiona whimpered in frustration, trying to catch her breath as her cock twitched furiously in its cage. Then Fiona felt Amanda wipe the tip of her cock off in her hair.

That was the nail in the coffin. All the teasing last night, being forced to stay naked while Amanda was fully clothed. The merciless teasing as she cooked, even the pounding she had just received. Despite it all, Fiona still believed deep down that Amanda was not fully committed to denying her. That maybe she’d keep her horny and frustrated, but when push came to shove, she would cave and let Fiona cum when she really wanted.

But as she felt Amanda wipe the cum off her cock into her hair, it was crystal clear. She was there for Amanda’s pleasure. To be used like a sex toy. To be denied for her enjoyment. It didn’t matter how horny she was, how frustrated she was. Even if she was denied until her mind and body devolved into a desperate dripping mess. It didn’t matter. Amanda decided when she would cum. If she would cum. Fiona was completely at her mercy. And in that moment, Fiona felt her stomach light with butterflies.

Fiona’s body buzzed with arousal, her eyes closed as all of her was focused on the sensation of the warm cum dripping down her body, and the throbbing desire between her legs. Her mind was foggy, yet somehow hyper alert to every sensation her body felt, from the soapy water and cum slowly trailing down her to even the gentlest breeze across her skin.

“Mmmm, definitely a good start towards making it up to me,” Amanda teased, pulling her pants ümraniye escort back up as she looked down on Fiona’s glistening body. “You might wanna clean up the floor when you’re done with the dishes, you left quite a pool of precum between your legs there, along with over by the island where you were cooking.” Amanda motioned back towards a small puddle in front of the stove. “I’d say clean up yourself too, but there might not be much of a point. There is a lot more of that coming, and you’d burn through all our towels. Do you want the vibrator on or off while you finish the dishes?” Fiona’s body didn’t wait to think things through. It was aching for stimulation after the sudden disappearance of Amanda’s unit.

“On!” Fiona bursted out before quickly doubling back. “Off, no I meant off.”

“Bit of a Freudian slip there?” Amanda teased. “Welllll, it doesn’t matter what you meant. After our rather toasty breakfast this morning, I think you could use more practice with tasks while otherwise… distracted.” Fiona felt the cock ring buzz to life, causing her body to fold further in on itself. She moaned as her head dropped down towards her knees, still pressed against the floor. “I’ll be in the living room, let me know if you need anything, Fi!”

Fiona worked her way to her feet, fighting against the overpowering urge to lay on the floor and finger herself, rub her cage, play with her balls, do anything and everything she could think of to try and finally cum. She grabbed a paper towel. She wiped the soapy water off her boob and stomach, beforing using it to clean the precum and cum off the cabinets and floor. She didn’t bother with the cum on her. The gentle tickle as the drops slowly crept down her body was almost mesmerizing. They helped remind her why she was so horny, why she was so desperate to cum.

Amanda was right, her body did slowly learn to operate despite the teasing vibrations between her legs. She almost felt a type of peace. Her mind quieted, separating her thoughts from her physical motions. Despite her brain being entirely focused on cumming, replaying the previous events over and over, urging her body to finally push over that sweet sweet edge, her hands worked persistently on the dishes. One might almost believe she was focused on the task at hand, if not for her hips unconsciously grinding into the air. By the time she finished the dishes, she had left another small puddle of precum on the floor, which she quickly cleaned up before heading to the living room.

The rest of the day was Amanda hammering more and more nails into the coffin, before piling heaps of dirt on top. They decided to watch a show. Fiona was confused when Amanda put on a show they had already seen instead of Game of Thrones, but it became crystal clear when Amanda stopped Fiona from sitting on the couch next to her, only to point at the ground between her legs.

Fiona spent the next half hour on her knees while Amanda watched the show. Fiona was happy to spend the time practicing her technique instead of watching the show, embarrassed slightly by the joy she felt from her skewing priorities. Whenever Fiona did something that felt particularly good, Amanda would turn on her vibrator like a little treat, slowly training Fiona’s mouth to Amanda’s preferences.

Without any warning, Fiona felt Amanda erupt into her mouth. Having never felt someone finish in her mouth, or even have tasted cum before, Fiona instinctively pulled off. Rope after rope covered her face and hair, some shooting low onto her chest and tits. She was about to stand up, when she felt Amanda’s hand gently grab her hair.

“This time, try not to pull off.” Fiona felt her cage twitch, and she let Amanda guide her head back down around her now shrinking dick. Despite the hot cum still dripping down Fiona’s face, she began working Amanda’s cock a second time. With its semi soft state, Fiona was able to take much more into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of the swelling unit in her mouth and cum on her skin.

It took another forty minutes to get Amanda to cum again, continuing to sporadically reward Fiona with bursts of vibration. Fiona felt her jaw and neck tiring, but her insatiable arousal easily trumped her fatigue. Once again without warning, Fiona felt the sudden eruption inside her mouth. She felt Amanda’s hand grip into her hair, holding her head down around her shaft. Determined to please Amanda, she tried to push her cock even further down her throat, using her hand to continue stroking the sections she couldn’t reach.

Fiona had a sensitive gag reflex, as well as a strong aversion to bitter flavors, always diluting her coffee with plenty of creamer and sugar. She had read that cum could have many flavors, but often was bitter. A massive relief rushed over her as there wasn’t even a hint of bitterness. It was sweet, with just a touch of saltiness, a similar flavor profile to salted chocolate.

It was a sensation like no other. Feeling her cock throb in her mouth with every spurt, each rope plastering her throat. She felt her cage throb as she tried to take more and more, rubbing her tongue against the underside of Amanda’s shaft. Amanda came for what seemed like a hundred spurts, almost forcing Fiona to pull off for air before she had finished. Finally, Fiona felt Amanda’s hand release, allowing her to pull off for a breath. Amanda rolled her head back against the couch, letting out a deep sigh.

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Part 1:

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Futanari, Erection, Mini-Gts, Size comparison, hourglass, chubby, partial nudity, teenagers, seduction

All characters are entirely fictional and all above the age of 18!

The clock struck 14 and with the last ring of the monumental clockwork’s deafening bell a wave of blue and white uniforms stormed outside the Columbian Eagles Institute – an elite woman only university.

“Freedom! Finally,” Akari jokingly cheered as she unbuttoned her very tight-fitting vest.

“Hell yeah! Not gonna lie, today’s lectures were even worse than usual! I mean, who cares about the roman republic?” Elisabeth joined in.

She immediately followed her busty friend’s example. Not that she needed much of an excuse to strip out of her clothes anyways. Unlike Akari, she hadn’t the “privilege” of dealing with a pair of double DD’s that would put the durability of their white shirt to the test, but her lower half certainly put on a good show.

“I think it was pretty interesting,” Gina said timidly.

“Well, maybe for YOU, but we ‘mere mortals’ died in that classroom,” Akari laughed while lighting a cigarette, even if it was prohibited to smoke on the campus, especially for someone of her age.

“What do you mean with that?” Gina perked an eyebrow.

“She is just fucking with you, Gina. And implies that you are quite a bookworm,” Lizzy said mindlessly while staring into her own reflection.

She had pulled out her mirror like every day and started applying her black make-up as soon as she was no longer bound to the institute’s strict dress code.

Elisabeth Stuckmann might have been 19 years old, like the rest of the group, but a bit like Akari didn’t make it past her rebellious phase yet. By the time she was done her lips were fully black and her equally dark eye lids also further highlighted her blue eyes.

“Goth mode activated!” she mused and jokingly smacked her impressively round ass.

“Confirmative!” Akari grinned and also gave her friend’s behind a solid clap.

Gina rolled her eyes as usual when she saw the chaotic duo fool around in public and looked to her side.

“You are so quiet today, April. Is everything alright?” she said.

April was deep in thought and almost caught off guard when her friend called her by her name.

“Yeah, just thought of something,” she said eventually.

“Like, what you are going to do this weekend?”

The 5’11” brunette smiled and looked at her slightly smaller friend and gave a mostly convincing ‘thumbs up’. She barely managed to fake the smile though.

Throughout the day she had only one thing in mind. What she would do after school. Something she should have done probably months ago, but only now found the courage to do. Mostly because of urgency and not because of bravery. It was either now or never.

Akari and Lizzy already loudly debated how and with who they would fuck around this weekend and while it was usually equally entertaining and arousing to listen to their stories, there wasn’t much that could excite April today.

The busses were already waiting and the first lines were forming as the students entered in an expected orderly fashion.

April stopped and the redhead was the only one to pick up on it, while the other two were still sorting the squad of football players by dicksize.

“Aren’t you coming?” Gina asked.

“Well… I am not taking the bus today. I got something else planned,” she said.

“Like what?” the redhead softly smiled and downplayed her curiosity.

Empathy her other two friends clearly didn’t share.

While Akari and Lizzy didn’t notice how absent her friend was throughout the whole day, they immediately picked up when she mentioned she wouldn’t go home right away.

“Hold on! What could cute not-so-little April be doing on a Friday afternoon?” the goth girl asked with a wide smirk.

“And what would be so important that you can’t even go home to change your clothes,” Akari continued with the same type of exaggerated smile.

“I…” April muttered and the two started to giggle girlishly.

“You got a boyfriend!” they said in unison.

The brunette girl blushed and wildly shook her head.

“Nononono, that’s not it…”

“Then why are you blushing?”

“I am not!”

“Yes, you are!”

April’s cheeks were reddening more and more because of their persistence. Even Gina couldn’t hold back a soft smile and mild blush.

“I am happy for you! We all are,” she said.

“I didn’t even say what I am doing!” April groaned.

“Because it is so obvious!” Akari cheered and hugged the confused brunette. “And hell yeah, we are happy for you! Was just a matter of time until you’d seduce someone with these puppies!”

The Japanese girl pushed her own impressive breasts onto April’s bosom which matched hers in size and almost in firmness.

“Personally, I always thought her ass would land her the first boyfriend, but nevertheless he is a lucky bastard,” Lizzy mused and joined düzce escort the hug.

Her hands teasingly reached around the chubby brunette’s waist and for a moment got a good grab on her friend’s equally impressive backside.

Akari and Elizabeth complemented each other when it came to their looks. Sure, both were freakishly energetic and both stood at almost the same height, with Akari being a tad smaller than her goth friend, but that wasn’t the respective striking feature that stood out with the two. While Akari was extremely busty for someone of her pretty slender built, especially for a Japanese girl, Lizzy was massively bottom heavy. Years as a dancer and with her now spending way too much time doing squats turned her formerly soft ass into a certified booty. She was the bootylicious ‘yin’ to Akari’s busty ‘yang’ – yet April was a combination of the two.

Standing at 5’11” she was taller than both and certainly much heavier. Both friends were certainly quite endowed when it came to their respective boobs and asses, especially on their mostly athletic bodies, but April could rely on her mother’s genetics. A two-edged sword.

Her assets matched her curvaceous but quite chubby figure. She wasn’t into any sports, also got exempted from sports since primary school and it clearly showed. April didn’t even come close to Akari’s thigh gap or Lizzy’s strong thighs, but the softness on her body was at least mostly well distributed. But more often than not she would have chosen a much more petite body like Gina’s over her own. Especially if that meant she would have gotten rid of the cock dangling between her meaty legs.

April sighed and ignored her friend’s comically exaggerated cheers and for once was happy that she wouldn’t get aroused by the two’s antics.

“Are you done?” she eventually asked and freed herself from the hug.

“We are done. But you aren’t done yet!”

“Look that he still got a pelvis after you are done with him, girl.”

This one made the chubby futa break a smile. She rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to Gina who still silently smiled at her friend.

“What is going on? Did I hear something with ‘pelvis’?” a familiar Hispanic voice asked.

“April got a boyfriend and she is going to meet him right now!” Lizzy blurted out.

The bombshell Latina’s face brightened and April for a second feared that she would join in on the two’s juvenile chants. But the captain of the cheerleaders wouldn’t behave like this and always kept her classy attitude.

“And why are you acting like that is something so out of the ordinary? Boys go nuts over girls like her, believe me” Isabella mused and winked at a blushing April.

“Look at her, she is red like a tomato because of you two. Let her alone, she will be nervous enough already.”

Like usual, only Isabella’s words possessed the power two silence Akari and Lizzy and highlighted the unspoken but universally accepted rule in their group: Isabella was the leader, although she never had to enforce her will. It has always been like that since they all first met in primary school.

The cheerleader always had this effect on people. Wherever she went she would soon reach the top of the food chain and do it in a charming but somehow dominant way. She led her cheerleaders with an iron fist and expected nothing but perfection from their performances, but besides that she was the most communal person to have around. And the one who organized the wildest and most excessive parties on the campus. Wouldn’t it have been for her, people like April or Gina would have been outsiders for sure, regardless of their influential mothers.

Someone with her charisma and simply breath-taking looks also rightfully made it a sport to hook up with players of the local football team and had more quarterbacks than most girls probably had boyfriends on the institute. It was almost a bit frightening how someone so composed and calm could turn into an untameable party beast and nymphomaniac with the blink of an eye. And how she didn’t make a big deal out of it. Strangely that was something April found rather attractive. Well … just like the rest of her.

Long legs, perfectly toned. Solid breasts, a simply perfect ass and fiery brown eyes would make most straight girls revaluate their sexual orientation, especially ones who secretly sported a 13-inch dick.

“Don’t let them distract you. You do what you gotta do. All that matters is that you have the time of your life,” Isabella said and nodded at April who still gazed deep into the cheerleader’s stunning eyes.

“Thank you…I will try my best.”

Isabella was about to turn around and jump into her bus when she paused and started to smile teasingly.

“One last thing: Is that ‘mysterious boyfriend’ a ‘he’ or a ‘she’?”

“Isabella!” Gina interjected with red cheeks.

“Nothing wrong with it. I don’t mind either. But I was just curious,” Isabella said.

April blushed too hard to come up with an answer, edirne escort especially when Isabella asked her something like that. She gasped for air and silently averted her timid gaze but couldn’t hold back a smile.

“Thought so,” Isabella grinned and turned around to join Akari and Lizzy. “Have fun, April! You will have to tell us everything on Monday! Nice weekend to you two!”

The trio jumped into their bus heading east while April and Gina usually headed north. Usually.

“Sorry… that must have been a bit awkward for you,” Gina said.

“It’s fine. They were just happy for me. In a bizarre way,” April chuckled.

“Probably. We can talk later if you want. I am not as annoyingly loud as they are, but equally as curious,” the redhead smiled.

“You will be the first I will want to talk to. But I am afraid it’s something not nearly as exciting as you all think.”

The 5’9″ redhead frowned and was about to dig deeper what her best friend meant – until the waiting bus driver impatiently called his horn.

“You have to go. I will probably talk to you later, ok?” April said.

“I am always there if you need someone to talk. Never forget that,” she said.

The annoyed bus driver was already throwing a tantrum but Gina didn’t allow him to rush a hug. It almost appeared that she was taking even more time than usual.

“I know… and thank you.”

The plaza in front of their university, just crowded with students a few minutes prior, was left deserted after the last busses departed. April was literally the sole white and blue figure waiting at the terminal, but for a bus heading out of town.

She hastily took a last look into her backpack and checked if the envelope was still there. April knew it was there. She reassured herself a dozen times during the day, but a part of her still feared she could lose it at the last second.

The bus eventually arrived and the student’s heart started to pound noticeably in her chest when she bought the ticket. If someone knew where she was heading, one would have thought she was a pervert, but she didn’t see any other way.

April kept rehearsing what she wanted to ask, how the conversation should flow, in her head while the landscape rushed past her through dull windows. It took her 40 minutes to arrive at her destination, but it could easily have taken 3 hours longer in her opinion. Never did she dread exiting a bus this much in her life before.

There she was, still in her school uniform and looking at the most inappropriate place someone like her can probably be. The “Dick’s Cabaret” – a striptease bar. One that featured one “star” April desperately wanted to meet. Someone that maybe could help her, like nobody else could.

Her steps were short and clumsy, her posture wooden and stiff, as she tried to appear like she wasn’t embarrassed and scared out of her mind. But the towering doorman looked right through her.

“Shouldn’t you be in school, my dear?” the imposing man asked surprisingly warmly.

“I am 19,” April said and put her shaky hand into her pocket and held up her driver’s license.

The bald man shook his head and exhaled when he looked back into the aggressively blushing student’s eyes.

“The kids these days,” he sighed and held up the door for her.

April tucked her head in and silently accepted that he thought she was just an ordinary brat looking for some excessive fun. It was probably for the better.

Stale air, mixed with dense smoke and the occasional scent of spilled tequila greeted her as soon as she stepped in. The bar resembled a bit of a saloon. A badly illuminated one at that. The lights were dimmed, besides the lighting on the floor heading to the seats before the stage.

Thankfully not many visitors were there at this time of day. Which also meant that nobody she could possibly know would be there too. Still, she stuck out like a sore thumb. The few visitors that noticed the student looked confused at her and eyed her uniform top to bottom. She very might be the first person to ever walk in in such an outfit. On the other hand, if there was one establishment that would feature someone with a school uniform it would surely be this one, she thought.

The brunette sat down in the first row of seats and hoped that the show would soon begin so she could get out of there. She nervously gazed after the blonde waitress going from table to table and coming closer to her.

Hoping she would get overlooked she sank into her leather seat and hid herself from curious gazes as best she could. Then a loud voice emerged from the loudspeakers in every corner of the bar.

“Heyho, everybody. Ya boy Dick speaking here. I see you all are already thirsty for our big attraction today. Otherwise you would have spent this lovely day outside and not here with me and my girls. But we are oh so glad that you are all a bunch of degenerates, just like us! Can I get an ‘amen’ on that?!”

“Amen!” a few, way less enthusiastic elazığ escort people sitting at the bar joined in.

April sank even deeper into her seat and shook her head as she wondered what type of people would even reply to a greeting like that.

“Hold on, don’t shout so loud, you will scare my cute little kittens away,” Dick slurred and took an audible sip from a bottle. “But y’all aren’t interested in the ‘small’ kittens, aren’t ya? You wan’t the ‘big and bad’ kitty today! Am I right?!”

“Hell yeah,” again some replied.

“Well, well. Good ol’ Dick got ya covered then. Grab a bottle and try not to touch yourself right away. Even if she wants you to!”

Dick took another sip and sighed with relish as he closed in on the microphone to make his drunken voice sound deeper.

“Alright then. Buckle up y’all! Without further ado I present to you: the one and only… Mrs. Cannae!”

The student straightened herself and ignored the heavily beating drum in her chest as her eyes were glued to the curtain on stage.

Music blasted from the same speakers Dick just slurred from and a small lightshow set the scene for the ‘big kitty’.

The fabric slid aside and an imposing shadow stood on stage, towering higher than April expected. All remaining lights switched on and instantly revealed that not only her height was overwhelming.

Mrs. Cannae sensually moved across the stage. But she could have been standing still for the whole show and nobody would have mind probably. Not even the ton of futa porn April watched on a regular basis prepared her to see someone this big and endowed in person, let alone dancing a few feet away from her.

The blonde dancer was just a pure bombshell, unlike anyone April had ever seen with her own eyes. Mrs. Cannae stood easily over 1,5 feet taller than the brunette and her massive breasts dwarfed the student’s impressive DD’s. Each one of the blonde’s breasts were as big as her head. April could immediately tell, since the dancer’s outfit only included a red lingerie, which was way too small to meaningfully contain her curvaceous body.

In sync with the music she came closer towards the row of drooling people and their attention went lower and lower on the blonde’s Amazonian body with every step she took. Her nipples already poked through the tight fabric but her simply enormous member couldn’t even fit her panties. It lazily dangled over the stretched fabric, which found only purpose in being a glorified bra for her also gargantuan balls.

The dancer moved gracefully but with a fiery temper in her gaze and movement. Every loud blast of the background music was matched with a swing of her hips, a pose with her incredibly thick legs and any other motion that sent her mouth-watering body jiggling in all the right ways.

April’s embarrassment was immediately replaced by growing arousal between her subtly twitching legs. The virgin gasped when she felt the futa’s gaze eventually wandered over her body. The brunette had to cross her legs when she started to lose her mental battle to keep her own stiffening endowment in check.

The blonde dancer smirked teasingly and doubled down on the blushing teenager. She squatted on stage and fully focused on the surely youngest person in the crowd. As well as the only woman.

Mrs. Cannae was well aware what buttons she had to press to get someone so clearly inexperienced all amped up. She spread her meaty thighs and openly displayed her gargantuan package. It looked so much thicker and heavier up close.

April bit her lip and pushed her legs together while her own throbbing dick rubbed along the underside of her left thigh.

“Grow! Grow! Grow!” some guys chanted somewhere behind April, but she barely noticed them.

The blonde leaned back, one hand supporting her bottom-heavy figure while the other stroke teasingly slowly along her semi-hard shaft. She kept smiling into the audience, but her attention always quickly returned back to the student.

With a teasing grin she started to wrap her fingers around her humongous dick and to April’s silent delight couldn’t fully encircle the swelling member. Mrs. Cannae thrusted her hips while keeping her rhythm in sync with the music and slowly but surely grew visibly aroused.

The blonde closed her eyes and let out a soft moan only April could possibly hear and allowed her rising dick more room to swell. It was like watching pizza dough rising. The dancer gained inches in thickness as well as length with every powerful surge.

April guessed that her full forearm wouldn’t be enough to match the tool before its majestic rise, now she thought that even her full torso wouldn’t come close. Mrs. Cannae was simply massive!

It rose close to 3 feet in length and as thick as the blonde’s thigh. Almost like a third leg emerging from between her sturdy thighs. Mrs. Cannae smiled knowingly when she saw the young girl blatantly stare at her full size and got up again to the cheers of a by now wildly whistling crowd.

The student’s eyes were glued to the throbbing monster of a cock and wouldn’t she have crossed her legs earlier she would have also revealed that she was also packing quite some heat. A part of her wanted to simply give in, take out her leaking cock and show it for Mrs. Cannae to see. But she was on a mission that didn’t include succumbing to her primal desires.

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Chapter 8, Losing the V

In your room, your eyes were fixed on the small screen of your phone. Focused on your beta-approved porn. The video was one of a girl with a very thick figure, squeezing her breast through clothes, and calling you the viewer, a beta loser.

With your second hand, you were slowly and gently stroking your 4-inch cock. With the brochure you received a week ago, you were continuing to do everything in your power to counter your low beta level medication stated in the document. Lisa had told you last time that she didn’t mind a guy with a small dick and there wasn’t much you could do for that, but maybe you could have some control over your premature ejaculator predicament?

For that reason, you again search the web to find ways to mitigate this issue. There, you found “Edging”. The act of jerking off until you’re on the “edge” of cumming and refraining from doing so, and repeating it for as much as possible. This was supposed to give you better control over your orgasms. You already knew what edging was before, but now it was a goal

You picked a video from the beta-approved list of a girl teasing the viewer. It was an especially long video (for you) of 32 minutes.

After only a few seconds of introduction in the porn video, the girl got closer to the camera and asked: “Are you getting hard for me baby? Is that small dick of yours making a tent in your shorts? Ugh?”

Almost on command, your cock pressed against your tight briefs with all its might. You slid down your underwear and it proudly stood up at its impressive 4 inches of height. The eyes of the porn actress went down to look at your junk and back up giggling at its size. It almost felt like she was there with you in the room. A wave of embarrassment flowed through your body, making you blush and your dick tingle.

You grabbed your nub with the tip of your thumb and index and gently stroked it. It was so sensitive. Just the act of pulling the foreskin over your head was almost enough to send you over the edge. The actress was still teasing you on your screen, fondling her tits, or turning around to show you the tasty shape of her ass.

Every few seconds, you stop touching your cock to avoid bursting. This quickly turned into a session where you mostly just waited for your precum-covered dick to calm down enough to barely be able to graze it with your fingers.

As you were trying to retain another nut, the actress traced her fingers over leggings-covered pussy and asked: “Do you think your little cocklet could satisfy me? WouId I even feel it?”. Even though you weren’t even touching your dick, you could feel your tight ball sack clench, your cock pulsed in the air, and precum oozing out of your tip. You closed your eyes to escape the view of the actress on your phone only to see in your mind, your memory of Lisa, topless, going down on you. This was just too much. You tried to grab your cock but it was already bursting small ropes of cum over your stomach…

“Fuck… How long did I last?” You asked yourself. 13-minutes. No bad, it was a bit longer than usual, but somehow you didn’t feel it was real progress. Even though you managed to keep alright times with your edging training, it was getting harder and harder. It was almost to the point where you spent more time calming down than stroking in those sessions. Not to mention that your beta-approved contained bayburt escort no female nudity.

Also, things seemed to be heading in a good direction with Lisa, it was worrying you that you might disappoint her if you’d get a chance to lose your v-card with her…

The next day at the gym, while you were resting in between some of your sets a tall blond sat next to you.

“Hey, Zach, how’re you?” Heidi called out to you.

“Hey, I didn’t see you there. I’m not doing too bad, what about you?” You said, putting your phone away.

“I’m fine.”, the blond responded. You were always amazed by the energy that constantly seemed to be glowing out of her. Even late in the evening she still seemed so fresh. “You’re still doing alright with your training? If you want I can look over it with you?” She continued.

“Oh, it’s alright. I’m just hanging on haha… You know with the treatment and everything. But, I feel like the effects are stabilizing, I think”, you responded.

“Don’t give up Zach, You’re doing great!. You’ve been going to this gym for almost 3 months now. Most newbies quit after a few weeks”, she said, trying to cheer you up.

“Thanks, Ms. Ostlund haha”

“Hey don’t call me by my last name. You’re making me feel old now!”, she said, pouting. “You know, I do things that young people do like: go to the bar and other things outside of my workplace you know… Talking about outside, you know it’s almost spring. I was thinking that maybe… Maybe we could do some runs together outside?” she said, looking a bit nervous for some reason.

“Oh yeah that’s a good idea, I could do a couple of workouts like that!” You responded.

“Ah yes… Workouts… Do you have the Stravda app for jogging on your phone?”

“Ah no. I don’t even know what that is, haha.” you laughed at your ignorance.

“That’s alright. Here give me your phone, and I’ll install it on it for you”, she said as she took your phone up from the bench. She scrolled through the app store and found the app. While the app was loading the notification sound of your message app rang. On the screen, you saw an image flash. Suddenly, Heidi had a shocked expression. Wide-eyed, she gave you back your phone.

“Eh… The app is installed. I’ll send you a friend request through it later. I have other things to do… See you around” she said, blushing and rushing back to the office part of the gym.

“What the hell was that?” you asked yourself. You picked up your phone and finally understood what made Heidi rush out. While she was installing the app, the phone received a photo on your messaging app. But what photo would warrant such a reaction? As you open your most recent message, a cleavage shot of Lisa popped on the screen with a caption that read: “I’m home alone and I’m bored.. Wanna cum visit me ;P?”. For a second, your eyes stuck to the photo of her luscious breasts, making your small guy quickly grow in your pants. “It’s probably that photo that came in that made Heidi act like that… Shit’s gonna be awkward for a while. On the other… hand I got to answer to Lisa ASAP!” You thought.

“Wow!!! I like what I’m seeing. I can come over after my workout?”, you texted her.

“Oh yes please, I’m all wet now thinking of it” She answered. In the last weeks, you had your chances to tease each other through sms. bartın escort But this time… This time, it’s the real deal!

Fuck, that was making you so hard. It was definitely not the right day to be wearing grey joggers to the gym. The idea of nailing Lisa had you all worked up. Your little cock was so hard thinking about what was coming. Every time you had to walk somewhere, it was a challenge to hide your pesky boner. At the end of your training, there was a small wet dot at the tip of your cock because of all your precum. It was a good thing that you could finally change.

After a quick shower, you texted Lisa: “I’m out of the gym, do you want me to pick anything on the way?”

“Only your cute face ;)” she responded. With this message, there was a photo from her point of view. In the image, she was in red lingerie, on her bed with her hand over her pussy.

Your lil boner was raging in your underwear. You couldn’t remember a time in your life when you were more excited. You parked in front of her house and knocked on the door.

After a few seconds of waiting, the door opened a little. In the crack, you could see the thick silhouette of Lisa in her red bra and jeans. Her face was red with excitement. She stuck her hand through the doorway and pulled you by your shirt collar.

“You sir, are going to have a great night! When my parents told me they’d be out for the night, I just couldn’t get you off my head.” She said while dragging you to her bedroom.

“That’s… That’s awesome. But you know… I’m still a… Well, I still haven’t really slept with” you mumbled, but she interrupted you.

“A virgin? Of course, I know. It only makes it more interesting! And don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you, little cutie”

Once in her room, she pushed you onto her bed. Her room was still one of a teen’s with boyband posters on the walls and some old plushies on the dresser.

Slowly, Lisa slid her hand down into your pants and pulled out your short, hard dick, grinning as she felt it throb with excitement. You were already panting with anticipation at the idea of finally losing your virginity, and Lisa’s eyes were focused on your small boner as she reached into the drawer of her bed-stand and pulled out a snug-fit condom.

“I got those just for you,” she said proudly, holding the small-dick-fitting condom. It kinda hurt your feelings for a second, but you were too excited to care.

Gently, she rolled the tight latex down over your throbbing member. You let out a soft moan, your hips thrusting gently as you got lost in the sensations.

“You like this baby? Look at me, and tell me you like that.” Lisa asked you with fire in her eyes.

“Fuck… Yes. It’s too good. You’re just so hot”

You laid on your back, eyes fixed on Lisa as she took off her jeans and revealed her red panties, which were clearly wet with excitement. As she slid down her soaked undies, a small string of fluid dripped from her wet pussy, and you couldn’t help but feel your own excitement growing. The air was getting hot and heavy. You could smell her sweet perfume in the room. Her cheeks were red with excitement and she was biting her puffy lip to contain herself.

“Ready to lose your virginity?” she asked, looking straight into your eyes.

You nodded “yes”. “That’s not enough. I need to hear ığdır escort you. Say: please Lisa, take my virginity” she responded with a wicked grin.

“Yes… Please… Lisa. Take my virginity” You answered with a shaky voice.

“You actually did it. You’re so cute! Now let’s get started.”

Lisa took your wrapped cock and aligned it with her warm entrance, straddling you in a cowgirl position. You let out a soft moan, your hips thrusting gently as she slowly lowered herself down onto you, enveloping your cock in her wet, hot depths. The feeling was like nothing you had before. The tight warm enveloping around your cock was otherworldly.

As she began to ride you, Lisa let out a series of soft moans and sighs, her body writhing and undulating as she got lost in the sensations. You reached her ass cheeks with your hands squeezing them while your eyes were fixed on her as she rode you to the brink of orgasm.

After a few thrusts in this position, you could feel it. The point of no return was fastly approaching, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Slow down or I’m going to cum too soon,” you pleaded with Lisa, hoping she would take it easy on you.

But unfortunately, those words seemed to have the opposite effect on her. They lit her dominant side, and she accelerated her rhythm, making you moan and writhe in pleasure as she rode you harder and harder. You could feel your small dick throb. Closing your eyes or trying to think of something else was not working. The feeling of cuming was quickly approaching. Your excuse was there.

Not even a few seconds later, you were pumping your small condom full of cum, your body writhing and shaking as you let out a loud cry of pleasure. Lisa grinned and leaned in to give him a soft kiss on the lips, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.

While getting up Lisa whispered: “It’s not over.”

She changed position to sit on your face. You could see it coming down on you. Her juicy ass, thighs, and wet pussy were now almost touching you.

“Now stick that cute tongue of yours and get to work,” she asked in a demanding tone.

You didn’t have time to answer and her pussy was riding your face, filling your mouth and tongue with her sweet taste. You did your best to gently lick up and down and carefully suck on her clit. But her moans were getting rougher and pushing her cunt harder on your face. This was just too much. Your little cock was getting hard again. Then you felt it. She was taking your filled condom off.

“Fuck, sorry I’m such a dirty girl! I can’t touch it” she said, going down on your cock. Cleaning it with her tongue, effectively making this a 69. You let out loud muffled moans as she took you in her mouth, sucking vigorously on your small dick… You were doing your best to retaliate and lick her the best you could. You were probably doing something right since she was also loudly moaning.

All of a sudden, her cunt seemed to convulse and gush. Her moans went up yet another notch in loudness. But that didn’t stop her from still sucking you off, with her tongue swirling around your glans. You could feel it, after just a few seconds of blowjobs, you were shooting your load in her mouth.

“That… that was great,” Lisa said, rolling on her side, exhausted.

“Yeah, I can’t see it could be better than this.” You said in a dreamy state.

“Oh, there are ways to make it even better… If you’re interested, maybe we could add someone else to the mix for another session”, she tentatively said.

You thought to yourself: “I barely lasted a minute… I don’t know how I’ll please two girls. But I can’t tell her that!”.

“Yeah… That could be fun” you answered, unsure of yourself.

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Peggy Pt. 02

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The final in this CFNM tale

Sorry it took so long to get back to this tale. Life and stuff gets in the way.

I was a nervous wreck by Saturday. Was Peggy really going to be back? Or was it just a tease? Strange at it seems I had enjoyed showing and performing for her. Being under her control had turned on a switch I didn’t know I had. If Peggy failed to show up I would be disappointed or worse. More, if I wanted what she had given me how or where would I find another person with her abilities?

Thankfully at three pm the doorbell was ringing. I opened the door to see Peggy standing there all smiles. “Are you going let me in? This is great. I was afraid after the other day you might have moved to Alaska or some other dreadful place.”

I stood back, “Yes please come in. I wasn’t sure you’d really be here.”

Then it hit me. Right behind Peggy and following her in was this little skinny girl. Why is this fifteen year old girl here? “Peggy…What is going on? I don’t understand…What is going on? I thought that we…I…we…would do…”

“Oh we will Hank.”

“No, not with this little girl here we won’t. Do you realize how perverted that would be? They’d throw us in jail.”

“Hank, calm down, this is my niece, Marty. She may be tiny but I can promise you she is all grown up. In fact she is an A student at the U. Studying aerospace technology. Next year she is off to Alabama for an internship and if all goes as planned back in a year to work on her masters.”

Peggy paused for a moment. Then, “Sadly she is lacking in any knowledge of the human body. More specifically the male body and that’s why she’s here with us. She also has no idea on how to control a man. I promised her that you would make us a great lunch and after we or more so she could see some interesting items.”

“Isn’t that what the internet is for, for young people to see and learn?”

“You silly man, she can’t look closely at or touch a screen, especially since we have a willing subject that will let her do those things. Now why don’t you fix us lunch? Then we could look into the real reason we’re here.”

She turned to Marty, “You do still want to do this don’t you? We don’t have to do it if you’ve changed your mind.”

“Are you kidding? You promised me a real live penis. Drag me all the way across town. Then think I’m going to change my mind. You said he’d jerk, I mean, masturbate for me.”

Marty looked at me, “I’m really looking forward to this. My parents are so conservative and afraid to even mention the word sex. I don’t understand how I even got born. I found art books with some pages torn out because I think there might have been nude photos. So, ya, I’m on board with this. I’ve never even been on a real date what with my folks and studying all the time. In fact we could skip the lunch and get to the good stuff.”

Peggy laughed, “No. Lunch first. Anticipation is half the fun. Marty if you would be so kind.”

Me, I’m just here to serve and please I guess. I hadn’t remembered her threat to bring a guest and as a result lunch was a little skimpy but we made do. In fact Marty hardly ate anything. She spent most of the meal watching me with a hint of a smile on her face.

As I was picking up the dirty dishes Peggy suggested, more told me, “Hank why don’t you take off your shirt? You’ve got a good body, why hide it under that baggy thing?”

“I wouldn’t object if you did the same.”

“Silly man, you know that isn’t how this works don’t you?”

I finished clearing the table and loaded the dishwasher topless, with the two of them watching me. I be lying if I said I wasn’t get a bit of a thrill from it.

Peggy stood as I started the dishwasher, “It’s about time Hank. I swear it seemed to take forever. Are you getting cold feet? Changing your mind? üsküdar escort I think not, I think you want this as much as we do. Don’t you?”

When she turned and headed into the living room I followed like a puppy and Marty was right behind me. I did not have shoes on. “I think the socks first. Would you agree Marty?”

Her eyes were big and she quickly nodded yes. I sat on the edge of the easy chair and took them off. Then I waited and waited and waited. Those two sat side by side on the couch looking at me. “Well I think it’s time. Why not stand up and drop those jeans? Do it kind of slow. We want Marty to get the whole experience don’t we?”

Completely under her control just like last time I stood and started to undo my belt. “No, stop.”

Thinking it wasn’t going to happen I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. I was ok with Peggy but a little unsure about Marty. Honor student in collage or not she looked like a little kid.

“I think it would be neat if we let Marty do the unveiling. What do you think Hank? You want this pretty girl do drop your jeans for you? Wouldn’t that be fun? How about it Marty? You want to strip him? You know him all naked? Let it all hang out.”

Marty sat way back on the couch, “No…Uh un. No. I’ll just watch.”

“Ok, well you heard her Hank. Drop those jeans. I hope you’re wearing one of your pouches. I’d be real disappointed if you’re not.”

As my pants hit the floor Marty was peeking through her fingers at me. I stepped out of them and felt my cock bouncing in its pouch. Peggy giggled and Marty squealed. I was so hard it almost hurt.

“That’s my man. You look just like I remember. What’d think Marty? Isn’t that something?”

I heard a mumbled unintelligent response.

“What did you say darling? You want the side view? You heard her Hank a quarter turn please. Yes thank you, just like that.”

Marty was back on the edge of the couch, staring with those big eyes.

“See those nuts Marty. They’re sperm machines. Looking for an egg, you have to be careful around them. Thank god for the pill or we’d be up to your necks in babies.”

I stood there waiting, I knew it was coming. “Ok, how about you give us the rear view. I want Marty to see how the string disappears between your cheeks. Maybe spread your legs a bit and then bend over and touch your toes.”

As I did she reached out and pulled the string aside. “Cute isn’t it? All brown and wrinkly and some guys like us to play with it. What do you think Marty? Tell me Hank; are you one of those guys? Do you like it when someone fingers you back there? Have you ever been pegged?”

I didn’t answer for fear what might happen if I did. “Ok big fella, stand up and let us see that big bulge again.”

As I turned Marty had a look, “Auntie…Could I…Kind of…You know…Touch it? Just a little touch maybe.”

“Oh I’m sure that’d be ok, right Hank? You don’t mind if Marty gives you a little touch do you? I’m sure he wouldn’t object. Just go ahead, over the cloth. Be gentle.”

It was like a feather was touching me. Softly it moved along the shaft. Just for a moment till she dropped her hand and moved away. She had the weirdest look on her face. Fear, satisfaction or wonderment, I couldn’t decide.

“Neat isn’t it? How about we see the rest? Or maybe you want to feel his nuts. We could have him turn sideways again and just reach into the opening and use a fingertip. Here let me show you how.”

Peggy was slightly rubbing one of my nuts and it was driving me crazy. When Marty did it I almost cried out with pleasure.

Peggy pulled Marty’s hand back. “Better stop. I think he’s reaching a point that might cause an eruption and that’d spoil our fun.”

“Eruption…What are gaziemir escort you talking…Oh, an eruption. Like when he…Oh my goodness, do you think that could happen?”

“Well, men are strange creatures. Sometimes the littlest touch and like a bomb; off they go, making a big mess.”

Peggy sat back on the couch, “Let’s relax for a minute. Let things cool down a little. There’s still more to see and do. Hank why don’t you go and get us a glass of water? Or wine if you have it?”

As I was in the kitchen I could heat Marty, “This is so cool. Thank you for bringing me. When do I get to see his penis? I bet it’s really big isn’t it? The way his undies push out like that. Can I touch it? When it’s all out and exposed? Are you going to make him masturbate like you said he did the other time? I’d like to see that. I bet it’s real neat. When will you make him take off his undies? Soon I hope. I’m getting all tingly.”

As I returned with two glasses of wine Peggy asked why I didn’t have one and please get one and have a seat and relax like they were. When I returned they had moved apart on the couch and Peggy was patting the spot between them. Taking the hint I sat down.

One of Peggy’s hands was resting on my thigh. “See what I’m doing Marty? Men like it when we touch them like this. Why don’t you touch his other leg? Yes like that. Feel good Hank?”

Nothing happened for a minute as we sipped our wine, then, “I like to run my hands up and down their leg, like this. Kind of softly, up and down just feeling the hair on the leg as you rub over it. Not too far up though, don’t want to touch that bulge, it might cause a problem. Yes like that, from the knee till just about here.”

They were killing me. In my head I’m saying, ‘Let’s do this. Please. I’m ready. Whatever you want, I need help.’

“Hank, I’d like another glass of wine. Would you be a sweetie and get me one more? Thank you so much.”

Damn it. Should I just wipe it out and jerk off? It was getting unbearable and I was hurting. I needed relief and I needed it soon. From the living room Peggy was saying, “I think it’s time. What do you think? Would you like to take control? I think he’s ready to surrender just to get the relief he needs. Want to try?”

I didn’t hear her answer, maybe she didn’t say anything or it was softly. But she was ready when I walked back in with Peggy’s wine.

Marty was standing in front of the couch. “Hank, I’d like you to turn sideways again. We want another look at the way it all bulges out and your nuts are exposed. Thank you. Now back facing us again. I think it’s time you show us the rest. Well show me anyway. Auntie’s seen it all before hasn’t she? I love it by the way the way it cradles your penis. You pulled the pouch down and let my aunt watch as you masturbated didn’t you? Now I want you to do it for me. Do it very slowly. I want to see it emerging inch by inch. You do have inches don’t you? Auntie told me you have lots of inches. She wasn’t lying to me was she?”

I reached for the band with both hands.

“No wait.” She turned to Peggy, “Would it be alright if I took it off him? I want to do that. My first real live penis and I get to uncover it. Please, may I?”

“Will I can’t see why not. Hank is willing, aren’t you Hank? It’s ok if Marty slides your pouch ever so slowly down your legs isn’t it? Letting you big hard cock pop out and stand up strong and tall and letting my favorite niece see her first live throbbing cock.”

I knew she was teasing me. Dragging it all out, building the tension even higher. When Peggy nodded her head yes Marty dropped on her knees. Her hands reached up and took ahold of the waist bands. But nothing happened. She let go and sat back on the floor.

“I sancaktepe escort can’t do it. You tell him to do it Aunt Peggy.”

“No…You do it or tell him to do it. You have to learn to take control. Either way or we’ll just leave and he can satisfy his need by himself. Your choice, I’m not helping. I’ve seen him jerk off one before; this was for your education.

Something clicked; I could see it in her eyes and the set of her lips. “Take em down.”

I felt a little control of my own taking place. Very slowly I started too slid then down. All of my pubic hair was exposed, than an inch of the shaft. Another inch was showing, then a third. Suddenly she was back on her knees, “Stop. No more. Leave it like that. I want to look at just what is exposed and do this.” A finger was running through my hair and across what was showing.

“I like this. He feels so hard but the skin is so soft. Like a babies skin. Why is the hair so short?”

Peggy was laughing, “Tell her Hank. Why is that hair so short? You can share. Tell my niece about it.”

“I trim it.”

“Now tell her why.”

This was way more than I expected. I felt I was blushing all the way down my body. “Cause I think I look larger that way.”

“Come on more.”

“My penis looks larger when I trim down there.”

Both of them were laughing, Peggy a big hardy laugh and Marty giggling. “Ok Marty, time is wasting. We have that appointment remember. Let’s get this show on the road. Pull em down, so you can see the whole wonderful cock of Hanks.”

In a split second I was free and bouncing. Marty had fallen back with her hands up to her face and covering her mouth. I could hear her, “Oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…My goodness. Will you look at that? Oh…Hank…I can see your penis. It’s so big, I can’t believe it.”

In a second she had recovered. The dominate side of her took over. Her hand wrapped around the shaft and held me firmly.

“Move your hand.”

“What did you say Auntie?”

“Move your hand. Keep ahold and move your hand, back and forth. Jerk him off. Make him come. You can do it. He’s close, all it’ll take is just a little bit and he’ll come for you. Stroke that cock…Yes like that keep going.”

I was on the edge, “Tell her Hank. Tell her when you’re going to come. I want her to see every shot, every pulse and every dribble.”

“I can feel it Auntie. I can feel it happening. Here it is.”

The relief was so complete. I could hardly stand. My knees were weak and shaking. I looked down, Marty had a splotch next to her nose and it was running down to the edge of her lips. Unknowingly she licked at it. Then a finger wiped at the rest and she put it in her mouth.

Then she must have realized what she had just done. “Oh my god auntie, I just put some in my mouth. Oh, ugh.”

“Don’t panic, it’s not the end of the world. When you get a steady boy you’ll make him so happy when you taste him. Men love it when they can come in our mouths and if you learn to swallow they’ll love it even more. Trust me on this.”

By now I was sitting in the easy chair with my wilted penis hanging between my legs. Peggy was on her feet and helping Marty to stand. “We have to run Hank. Thank you so much for the lunch and the entertainment. Marty has learned so much and will be all the better for it.”

Suddenly she knelt and sucked my sorry member into her mouth, gave me a few good sucks and a swirl of her tongue. Pulled back and stood back up, “Yummy, you do taste good Hank. Thank you again. We’ll let ourselves out if that’s ok. You may not want to come to the door in that condition.”

In a moment the door slammed and they were gone. I never heard or saw Peggy again. Like the Lone Ranger she disappeared from the scene. The manager said she had moved out several weeks earlier and no he was instructed to not revel where she was now living.

Many years later I think I saw a flash of Marty on a celebration at a NASA facility when a mission was being completed. Someone was patting her on the back and men were lining up to shake her hand.

The end for sure.

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