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Alyssa and her daughter Kayla were enjoying their first Halloween out on their own. They were thirty and sixteen trick or treating alone not part of a group for the first time. Alyssa was wearing a very revealing slutty nurse costume. Her daughter Kayla was wearing a very slutty slave girls costume. They had made the rounds and were about to retire when Kayla said lets hit the old Dunstan place , some one has been moving in all week.

The sisters headed up to the old mansion and standing on the front porch knocked but were unprepared when a trapdoor dropped them into a chute. The next thing they knew was waking up strapped to a table naked. They could see each other and began yelling for help when the door opened to the room and a man in a lab coat entered. He introduced himself as Dr. Quillian and moving next to Alyssa’s table moved a tray into place and told her this is going to hurt but all will be better in the end.

Kayla watched in fear as the Dr. worked on her mother. First he took a syringe filled with a white liquid and injected it through her nipples deep into each breast. The pain was intense as Alyssa screamed in agony. Then he he attached electrodes and sent a steady current into her breasts. She felt them grow slightly becoming firm and youthful. Her aureoles sand nipples swelled and darkened. Then her breasts squirted milk as they tingled and showed signs of arousal. Then he moved to her groin where he attached devices that spread her vaginal lips wide open.

He inserted a small button sarıyer escort like object beneath the skin. It encircled her clit and after sealing it up it kept her constantly aroused and wet. She felt the need for her cunt to be filled and fucked. He smiled at her and asked her so how is my beautiful slut doing. Alyssa began panting and screamed at him to fuck her begging him to fill her womb. He laughed and motioned a robot forward. The robot lay on top of her where suction pads came from his chest attaching to each nipple and began milking her.

Then his metal dildo slid deep into her and began pumping and spinning into her vagina bringing her to the first of many orgasms. He was not done as a metallic tube came out of him and entered her rectum alternating between pumping a glowing liquid into her bowels then sucking it back out. Finally his mouth covered hers forcing her mouth open and a cock like device was shoved down her throat pumping in and out occasionally spewing the same glowing green gel like liquid. Soon her abdomen looked like she was eight months pregnant as the gel filled her bowels and womb and her breasts filled with milk.

She screamed out her pleasure as she was continuously being raped by the robot. While this was happening Her daughter Kayla had her own problems. The doctor released her from the table and led her to a door pushing her into the next room and closing the door. Maylz found herself naked in a large empty room. Suddenly she was sprayed with some sefaköy escort strange liquid and a variety of animals entered the room. She watched and whimpered in fear as she saw a large obviously aroused wolf stalked around the room. A large boar also wandered around the room.

She noted others all sporting hard engorged penises. She quaked in fear as a chimpanzee , a bear , a lizard of some kind , and a large snake stalked her. Then a voice came from a speaker telling her that if she wanted to survive she would get on her hands and knees to make it easier for her to be bred. She sobbed and replied that she could not be impregated by the animals. The voice informed her that normally that was true but she had been modified and now could carry offspring of any creature.

Sobbing she assumed the position indicated and screamed when the wolf mounted her and violently fucked her pussy until he ejaculated in her. Moving away now satisfied the wolf lay down in the corner and the boar immediately mounted her thrusting into her sensitive vagina. Its cock spines locking them together as he fucked her for four hours finally maming her scream when he pulled out of her leaving her cunt leaking blood and sperm as well as her orgasmic juices. Kayla lay on the floor her young body slowly recovering from the abuse when the chimp took his turn.

Using his strength he forced her wide and into her cunt fucking her pussy as she screamed in agony then when done with her cunt he shoved into her anus seyrantepe escort making her scream more as he breached her virginal asshole. Thinking it was over Kayla lay on the floor with her legs spread wide trying to not let anything touch her groin front or back but she felt found her trial was not over. First the bear had his way with her and then to her disgust the large lizard raped her. She lay on the floor exhausted , and in pain from these strange animals breeding her.

The snake moved between her legs and parted her vaginal lips slipping its body into her womb. It curled up and began pumping out eggs which attached to the walls of her womb. When finished she now carried a hundred snake eggs and it left her slipping out of her vagina. Months went by and Alyssa and Kayla’s lifereturned to normal the only reminder being the pairs swllen stomachs and breasts. Then one day while they were out together Kayla felt a stirring in her stomach and ripping off her clothes right in the mall people gathered as Kayla expelled baby snake after baby snake from her womb.

Her children crawling from her cunt. People recorded the event as she cried out in agony. The stress of watching her daughter give birth pushed Alyssa over the edge and she stripped as small half human half machines crawled out of her and had soon claimed her nipples feeding from them. The pair were quickly taken to the nearest hospital along with as many of their prodigy as could be caught but soon all were transferred to a private science lab and never hood or seen by anyone outside the labs again.

Many of the lab workers enjoyed the pairs bodies espacially Alyssa’s since her body required almost constand sex to survive if she did not get it her body would start to die.

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Am I obsessed? Oh yeah, I am definitely obsessed. I have a new hobby, watching my mother and her boyfriend Fred, have sex. Sick? Yeah I suppose it is. I started like every other son on this earth. I saw mother naked a few times, once in the bathtub, once or twice when I opened the bathroom door and she was on the toilet, and once when I came home and she didn’t know it. The next thing I new I was sitting on the couch in the half-darkness and she came waltzing by completely naked. I was shocked. It was quite a sight. I masturbated for over a year using that memory. And that started my obsession. At that moment I became a voyeur.

The big change came the night that mom and Fred were out late on a date and came home about 2 AM. I got up, hearing a noise. I needed to borrow gas money from mom, as usual. I needed it early the next morning and knew she wouldn’t be awake, so I set my mind to wake up when she got home. Only she wasn’t alone. There was mom in the entranceway of the house, kissing Fred with her blouse open and fantastic chest gloriously naked. My god, she was beautiful.

I stood just inside my bedroom door and looked down the hallway. Mom had small, firm breasts, breasts that most 18 year old girls would kill for. I mean they were perfect. She kissed Fred passionately, and Fred kissed her back. As I watched he kissed her ear. Mom moaned so loudly that it would have waken me up if I had been asleep. What the hell were they doing, making out in the hallway? Were they plastered? She had a room just down the hall from me.

Fred kissed her chin, the side of her neck, then beneath her chin. She really liked that. She moaned like crazy. Then, to my surprise, Fred clamped his lips onto my mother’s breast and began sucking.

My cock was so hard I thought I’d die. I opened the front of my boxers and took my cock in my hand. I began rubbing it while watching mom make out through the crack in my door. I thought I’d explode when I ran my hand up and down my cock a few times. I restrained a moan of pleasure. It didn’t take long for the lubricant from my cock to lubricate the head. I ran my hand over the slimy end of my cock and my knees nearly buckled. It felt so good. I opened my eyes again and gasped in horror. They were coming. I slid my door closed as fast as possible without making noise. I heard footsteps passing as I leaned my head against the door, waiting. Mom giggled before closing the door to her bedroom.

I locked my bedroom door, fell on my bed and finished my masturbation with vision of my mother’s breast in my head. It was a fantastic handjob.

A picture of my mother making out remained in ataşehir escort my mind. So when I saw the add for a panning hidden video camera for $75 dollars, my eyes widened in surprise. I could put this camera in my mother’s room and she would never know it. In fact, my mother always left her closet open. It would fit nicely on the top shelf. That clutter had been unmoved since my father died ten years before. It had been some of his stuff, mostly. Yeah, the camera would fit up there very nicely. I clicked on it, took out the slip from my mother’s credit card, and ordered it. She would never know.

The camera came in, I read the directions, and stuck it to an old Monopoly box in her closet with a piece of two-sided tape. I waited breathlessly until Friday night. I heard them come in the door, as usual, and head for her room. I carefully locked my door and booted up the software for the camera. With a little tweaking I had a high quality image I could be proud of.

At first I was disappointed. Although I had a good shot of my mother’s tits, the rest of her body was covered with a silk sheet. I hated those sheets, they were leopard skin design. I didn’t know how she slept in them.

My mother sat up and Fred surged up off the bed and captured her nipple in his mouth. The way mother was moving, I think they were fucking, but I didn’t know for sure.

Fred had a beard and mustache which must have tickled mother’s breasts, but she didn’t seem to mind. She had her eyes closed, obviously enjoying his mouth and tongue on her breast. I was so horny I could have fucked a fence post. Unfortunately, all I had available was my hand. I grabbed a roll of toilet paper and set it on the desk by the computer. I stood and shoved down my shorts.

My God, mother was certainly beautiful. And she looked so damned sexy on my computer screen. I was proud of her.

I took my cock into my hand and began stroking it. I moaned in pleasure, not fearful of being heard. There were several walls and a lot of space between our rooms. Bless the guy who thought up this camera. It was the best invention since the bicycle.

“Oh, yes,” my mother mouthed silently on the camera. The next thing I needed was sound. I didn’t know how to arrange that, possibly with a more expensive camera. I stroked my cock furiously. I was delighted when Fred reached out and slid the blanket off my mother’s ass. She had such a beautiful ass, tanned and shapely.

Fred laid back on the bed and my mother moved closer to his mouth. My eyes bugged out when I saw her move forward and put her pussy into Fred’s eager lips. avcılar escort He sucked and licked while she withered above him.

Then Fred did something which I will be eternally grateful for. He turned on the bed to give his feet more room. This put him so I had a perfect view of him eating her pussy. It was almost as if he knew I was watching. I shivered at the thought. Stroking my cock rapidly, I kept my eyes glued to my mother’s sweet pussy. It was small and hairless. How beautiful. Fred stuck his tongue right up inside my mother’s pussy, spreading the lips apart as he slid his tongue through it from bottom to top. He paused and fluttered the tip of his cock on her clit, and she went wild. Her hands went to the top of his head and she pulled him up tightly into her pussy. His eyes flew open and a look of desperation filled them. He licked furiously for several more minutes, then paused, spoke to her, and she rolled off his face.

I moaned, annoyed at the interruption. I was getting close to an orgasm. It was just a matter of minutes now. My cock was well lubricated. My hand slid easily over the length of my cock. I was feeling the deep, slow burn in my balls.

Fred left the bed. I heard the toilet flush in my mother’s room, then Fred reappeared. He fell to the bed and my mother crawled across the bed after him. She sank down and took his cock into her lips and I almost died. I pumped my hand on my cock furiously, gasping for breath.

Mom only sucked his dick for a moment, then he rolled over on his back. She walked across the bed on her knees, straddled his body, and eased herself down on his cock. I could almost feel it on my cock. It must have felt so damned good.

“Oh yes,” I gasped, now out of breath. Mom began rising and falling on his cock. I wondered how she kept from breaking it. She was obviously feeling wonderful. Her head was back and she was bucking like crazy. Once again I noticed how damned beautiful my mother was. If I hadn’t been proud of her before, I was certainly more proud of her, now that I had seen her naked. What a fox.

By panning the camera in, I had such a good shot that I could clearly see her puckered asshole. I whined slightly as my orgasm started. I clamped my hand over the head of my cock, with my eyes glued to my mother’s asshole, and cried out as the spurts of hot cum filled my hand.

When I looked back up, mother and Fred had finished their orgasm’s as well. Mother was sliding gently forward and back on his wilting cock, which now lay on his abdomen. Mother rolled off and I turned off my computer, then wiped myself clean enough alanya escort to use the shower without dripping on the way there.

After my shower I fell on the bed and went to sleep with visions of my mother’s beautiful body filling my head.

Saturday, the following night. They went out for drinks again. This time they came home early. I had made a snack and was watching the Tonight Show. They came in arm-in- arm. I waved, we spoke for a while, then they made their way back to her bedroom. I dropped the bowl of popcorn and ran to my room.

It took a few minutes to boot up the program. I waited breathlessly.

Mother was laid out in the bed, with her head in my direction. Fred was eating her cute little hairless pussy like it was the last food on earth, and he was starving. He lapped her pussy like a dog, she squirmed and cried so loudly I could hear it clear down in my room. Mom really liked having her pussy eaten.

Her hands went to her breasts and began mashing them. I watched her long fingers indent the flesh of her breasts. They were so sexy and beautiful.

Fred quit eating my mom and sat up on his knees, looking down at her with a smile. I leaned forward in anticipation. I needed to learn how to record it. I knew it was only a matter of downloading the software from the internet. This was good stuff.

To my horror, the picture of my mother, and the bed, suddenly altered. Without warning the pictured tipped toward the floor. Then the camera hurtled through space, bounced on the carpet, and lay aimed toward the shoes in my mother’s closet. I gasped in horror and sat looking at the shoes, waiting for her scream of outrage. But apparently the camera had fallen unnoticed. In half an hour Fred left. Apparently he had to be somewhere, which is why they came home early. I was hoping that mom would leave the bedroom so I could fix the camera. Maybe it was best to remove it for a while.

I gasped when the picture on my computer abruptly moved. It swung back and forth, aimed at the floor, until it suddenly showed my mother’s naked pussy. I didn’t know it, but she was looking over the camera and the pussy shot was accidental. I gasped and moved forward, taking in every intricate detail of her sweet little box. It was perfect. As good or better than the pictures in Playboy or Penthouse. God she was beautiful.

The camera moved closer and I quickly tapped the key to make it focus. The movement of the lens alerted her. Without warning the camera tipped up, showing only my mother’s face.

“Kevin, I think it’s time we talked,” she mouthed the words into the camera. I knew I was in trouble.

I was grounded one month for watching my mother have sex. I was grounded for another month for using her credit card without asking. I certainly learned my lesson. The new camera is mounted in a smoke alarm.

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I guess I began noticing that my son, Jason, was growing up when he joined the high school football team and started working out on weights in the basement. He’d come upstairs afterwards all sweaty, with his wet clothes clinging to his broadening shoulders and flat torso, and his shorts stuck to his tight ass and muscular legs. With his damp shorts hugging every crevice and curve, It was pretty obvious that he was extremely well-hung….even bigger than his father, who was also pretty big in that department. His cock was always hanging down one leg of his wet, baggy shorts….the outline of his shaft clear beneath the sweaty fabric….and it appeared to be about 8” long flaccid….and thick. I tried not to stare, but it was an impressive sight, and I found that I got moist between my legs whenever I caught sight of him in his workout clothes.

In our house, my husband usually got up earlier than Jason or me, although he often woke me up with his morning wood sliding in and out of my pussy….eventually blasting a load of cum inside me before jumping in the shower to get ready for work. Then I’d get up, throw a robe over my naked body, and fix him breakfast before he left. Sometimes he’d open my robe at the front door and squeeze my big tits and finger my pussy for a quick minute or two before heading out to his car and driving into the office. On occasion he’d get worked up while doing this, and I’d end up on my knees, sucking his stiff cock until he exploded in my mouth right there by the front door. Then I’d slide his dick back inside his slacks and zip him up so he could go jump in his car and head to work.

Next, I’d go upstairs to wake up Jason for school. I usually sat on the side of his bed and shook his shoulder or rubbed his chest, murmuring ‘wake up, honey’ and ‘it’s time to get up, sweetie’. Eventually he’d open his eyes and stretch, kick his covers off, then lumber into the bathroom for a shower, while I returned to the kitchen to make his breakfast.

One day….after my husband had shoved his morning erection into my pussy, emptied his nutsack inside me, eaten breakfast, copped a feel at the front door, and left for work…. I was sitting on the side of Jason’s bed rubbing his chest and shaking his shoulder to wake him up. I found myself softly massaging the muscles of his chest, then tracing my hands down the lined muscles of his torso. I could see that Jason was still asleep, but I surprised myself by gently pushing the blankets down from his waist to just below his knees, allowing me to get a good look at his morning wood. He was naked except for boxer shorts, and the hem of his shorts had pulled up, so that I could see the tip of his cock and about 3 inches of his shaft sticking out below one side of his boxers.

I was a bit mesmerized, as it was the closest I’d come to seeing his dick since he was much younger, and it was truly impressive. The shaft as long and thick….it bayrampaşa escort appeared to be semi-erect, and maybe 9” long. I couldn’t help myself…. I unconsciously reached over and ran my fingertips along the length of the shaft. It jerked slightly and grew another inch in response to my touch, but Jason remained sleeping. After running my fingers along the rigid pole and gently tickling the tip with my fingernails, I slowly wrapped my hand around the exposed portion of his cock and began gently stroking. It was warm in my hand….almost hot….as it grew to its full 10” in my palm.

Jason mumbled something and spread his legs a little further apart, but I looked up to check and could see that he was still sleeping. After a brief battle of conscience, I decided I was going to do this, and I shifted my hand so that I was holding Jason’s engorged prick straight up in the air, and I began slowly jerking his entire shaft, running my hand up over the tip on the up stroke, and all the way down to the base of his cock on the down stroke. It looked and felt amazing. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I stared at my hand sliding up and down on Jason’s enormous pole. I slipped my other hand between my legs and began rubbing my stiffening clit with two of my fingers.

Right about then Jason woke up, stretched a little, and with bleary eyes looked at me and said, “Mom…what are you doing?”

I smiled at him and said, “Just helping you wake up, honey. How’s it feel?”

“Oh my God, mom….it feels fantastic,”

Then he stretched again, spread his legs even wider, and clasped his hands behind his head, as I picked up the pace and began jerking his hard-on in earnest. I watched as he closed his eyes and murmured his pleasure, with a wide grin plastered on his face. After just laying back and enjoying the sensations of my warm hand pumping his stiff rod for a few minutes, he took one hand from behind his head and slipped it inside my robe.

He grabbed and squeezed both of my boobs, then found and pinched my erect nipples, saying, “I’ve always wanted to see these up close….you have the most amazing tits.”

I was still rubbing my clitoris, and…..between Jason pinching my nipples, my hand stroking his stiff erection, and my fingers grinding away between my legs….I launched into a delicious orgasm that washed over me like a warm ocean wave. I closed my eyes and moaned, enjoying the tingly sensations shooting between my nipples and clit.

I quickened my hand on Jason’s prick, paying a little more attention to the bulbous tip of his cock, and after only a few minutes he let out a loud groan and erupted….sending several ropes of cum two feet into the air. He rocked his hips into my pumping fist and continued spurting jizzm all over my hand, and onto his stomach, as he emptied his nutsack and moaned his appreciation.

I continued slowly beykoz escort stroking Jason’s softening shaft after he finished cumming and smiled over at him as he grinned at me and kept gently pulling on my nipples.

“That was amazing, mom. I think you should wake me up like that every morning!”

I laughed and pushed his hands away from my tits, saying, “OK, that’s enough……you need to get showered and ready for school. I’ll see you downstairs for breakfast.”

Jason came into the kitchen, dressed and ready for school….and still smiling.

“I don’t know where that came from, mom, but I liked it.”

I smiled up at him, gently squeezed his crotch with my hand, and said, “I liked it, too. Maybe we can do it again tomorrow morning.”

After breakfast, I walked him to the door and….after he reached inside my robe for a final squeeze of each tit….he headed off to school.

Jason had football practice after school that day, and when he came home he went into the laundry room and stripped off his sweaty clothes. He threw them in the washer, then found me in the kitchen preparing dinner. He walked in, completely naked, with his cock and nutsack dangling between his legs and a huge grin on his face.

When I saw him walking toward me, I couldn’t take my eyes off his semi-erect shaft, sticking out from his torso, but hanging down at the end and bobbing up and down as he walked….it seemed to be getting stiffer…and bigger…as he made his way over to where I stood by the sink.

Still eyeing his dangling prick, I laughed and said, “What the hell is this?”

He walked up to where I was cutting up vegetables for a salad, reached around from behind and grabbed a boob in each hand, rubbing his growing hard-on against my leg.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about the fantastic handjob you gave me this morning, and I’ve been looking forward to getting my hands on your tits again all day,” he said, as he began massaging my breasts and pushing his hips against my ass.

Still chuckling, I said, “Well, that was this morning, Jason….right now I’m making dinner for you and your father.”

Jason said, “Who are you kidding, mom. Dad won’t be home until almost 9 pm tonight, just like every other night. It’s just you and me for dinner….again.”

I nodded….”Ok, fair point.” I reached behind me and wrapped my hand around his almost fully erect cock and said, ”So….what did you have in mind?”

He turned me around so I was facing him, reached between my legs with one hand up under my sun dress and began rubbing my pussy through my panties, while continuing to massage one of my boobs with his other hand.…”How about if we take a shower together so I can clean the football field off my body?”

I have to admit, my body was responding to everything he was doing..… my nipples were already hard and my panties were soaked.

I smiled beyşehir escort up at him and said, “OK….let’s do that.” I grabbed his now fully erect cock in one hand, and led him out of the kitchen, gently stroking it as we made our way up the stairs to the master bathroom. I started the water running, shoved him inside, then pulled my sun dress over my head and slipped off my panties. I didn’t have a bra on, so my 34E boobs sprung free and swayed back and forth as I joined him in the shower.

Jason immediately focused on my jiggling tits, squeezing and pulling on them, using soap to lather them up, then gently pinching my already stiff nipples. Then he slid one hand between my legs and began rubbing my engorged clitoris.

I returned the favor, using soap to lather his balls and jerk his erect penis. I leaned up to give him a wet, tongue-filled kiss as we rubbed and stroked each other under the spray of the shower.

My vagina was dripping wet by now, and Jason’s fingers on my clit felt amazing. Still locked in a hard, passionate kiss, he gently nudged my back up against the shower wall and pushed my legs apart with his knees. Jason squatted a little and rocked forward, then straightened his legs, so that his stiff cock slid easily into my exposed pussy. My God, it felt amazing. His thick shaft was hitting all the right spots inside my cunt, and he started pumping his hips up and down, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. I had an orgasm almost immediately, then ground my clit against the base of his cock as he kept driving his prick deeper and deeper inside me. After only a couple of minutes, I had another climax. I wrapped my arms around Jason’s neck, and held on – moaning into his chest – as he kept pummeling me with his rigid pole over and over.

After another few minutes, Jason grabbed my ass with both hands and slammed his cock as deep as it would go inside me, then unloaded several streams of warm, gooey cum all over the walls of my cunt. He kept pumping away, spewing more jizzm and groaning in my ear as he emptied his balls inside me….his spunk spilling out from around his shaft and dripping onto the shower floor between our legs.

When he was finally done cumming, we shared another soft kiss, then cleaned each other off and stepped out of the shower. He used a towel to dry me off, spending extra time on each breast and murmuring about how much he loved to see them bounce and jiggle. I dried him off next, squeezing his ass cheeks with my left hand, while I ran the towel over his still semi-hard shaft with the other. I was amazed at the fact that he was still fairly hard….I thought to myself, “Holy shit, to be a teenager again.”

And so, a daily routine unfolded. After my husband left for work in the morning, I’d go up to Jason’s room and wake him up with a handjob or blowjob, while he played with my swaying boobs. Since my husband usually came home late every night, Jason would typically fuck me before dinner….sometimes in the shower, sometimes in the kitchen. Either way, I got to feel his big prick deep inside me before my husband got home from work just about every day.

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It was a couple months after Jessie and I turned 14. I remember exactly what Jessie was wearing that day, a tight jeans skirt, and a tank top that barely covered her. Jessie and I skipped class and went into the gym. We carefully snuck into the gym. When Jessie and I were talking I thought I should make my move. I reached her pussy and started gently fingering her. ”No Brandon” Jessie said. Suddenly the door opened.

Five boys i know started laughing and smiled at eachother. One boy recorded and took pictures, the others started striping Jessie. They knew that their cheap condoms weren’t gonna work so instead of banging her they used items. To start off 2 boys held Jessie down spreading her legs wide, the other 2 stuck 2 fingers each in Jessies pussy at the same time. Jessie screamed and kicked, but it was no use. One boy started searching through Jessie’s bag and found her stash of tampons. They stuck them everywhere. 4 in her ass, 6 in her mouth and 5 in her pussy. They started biting her pussy and nipples. Jessie was crying and screaming. They went into a bag and pulled out maple syrup. They opened her pussy lips and poured it straight into her hole. Before they left they tied Jessie’s arms and legs together in a way that stretched out a full view arnavutköy escort of her pussy. I felt horrible that I sat there and now Jessie has tampons stuck up in her, covered in syrup and cum, and tied up.

I finally gained the courage to save Jessie. I picked her up and ran out the gym. Everyone in the school was laughing and taking pictures. Later, the school newspaper came out the headline was: JESSICA ROBERTS-THE BIGGEST WHORE IN THE WORD!!!
After school, i rode my bike to Jessie’s house i climed her tree then came in through the window. ”Jessie, are you here?” I asked. I wondered where Jessie was. Suddenly, the door opened.

Jessie was wearing a clear transparent gown. It barely covered her virgin pussy. It looked like a robe. I could see she wasn’t wearing anything under the gown.

Jessie walked slowly to me. ”Shhh” she wispered softly. Jessie wrapped her legs around my waist, I could feel her cunt getting wetter as her cum dripped off of her onto my pants. She climed on me like a money. She sat on my lap on the floor. I slowly lifted her and carried her into her parents room as I gently kissed her soft skin.

I layed her down on the bed, she pulled off her clothes. I was atakent escort amazed my her big, soft and warm breast. I softly caressed them in my hands. I kissed her breast and bit her nipples, I felt her cunt getting wetter. My cock was rock hard. I ripped of my clothes. Not to brag but, my dick is pretty big. Jessie crawled over to me. She started licking my cock head, a little pre-cum shot her on the face. She grabbed my cock harshly and stretched her mouth over my cock. She started slowly, and then she was going at sonic speed. Her mouth was like a suction, it was like having my cock in a super tight pussy.

I knew I was about to cum but I didn’t want to tell Jessie. I shot my load straight into Jessie’s mouth. She sat there for a second, hesitated then swallowed the whole thing. Jessie started licking all the cum off of my cock. WOW!!! I couldn’t believe it, she swallowed all my cum.

I layed Jessie down on the bed and opened her legs wide. I wanted to lick her pussy, but her parents would be home soon. I quickly stuck my tongue in her pussy, moved it around and licked her pussy juices up. Now, it was time to lose my virginity. I shoved my cock deep into her no longer virgin pussy, I suddenly felt something bostancı escort blocking my way, and I knew exactly what it was.

I thrusted my hip forward with a lot of force. Blood leaked on the sheets. ”Ouch” Jessie screamed. She wimpered softly as tears filled her eyes. ”Im okay, it doesn’t hurt any more” Jessie said softly. I started going slowly at first, then with full speed and force. As I went in and out my balls were smacking Jessie’s pussy lips hard. Jessie was moaning loudly. ”Ahh,ooo,ahh,ooo,ahh” Jessie yelled. Her pussy was so tight, i loved the sensation of it wrapped around my cock. I was reaching my climax, I went deep into Jessie and let out a bunch of cum. I pulled my cock out and layed on the bed. ”Best fuck ever” I said. ”Yep” Jessie laughed.

Jessie and I to left to go into her room. As soon as the door opened we ran into two familiar faces. I recognized them clearly, Mr. and Mrs.Roberts (Jessie’s parents). ”You little shit” Mr.Roberts screamed at me as he watched his baby girl and me naked covered in cum and sweaty. He ran across the room as I backed up into the window. ”Fuck you” he yelled as he pushed me through the window.(3 stories up in the house) ”Brandon!!!” Jessie yelled.

As I fell I wondered was I gonna die. Then I realized something huge. WE DIDN’T USE PROTECTION!!!
BAM!!! I hit the hard cobble stone path. ”Don’t leave me” Jessie screamed, those very words faded into my mind as I closed my eyes.

PART 2- COMING SOO

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My relationship with Katia is deteriorating. It’s sad. She’s spending a lot of time at work and is away for business regularly. When she comes home she’s either working on her laptop, complaining about work or exhausted from working. It has affected our sex life too. It has been weeks since we did it. She’s often not in the mood. She’s kind enough not to refuse sex but I can feel that she’s not interested. It’s as if she’s doing me a favour, getting the chore over with. Not feeling her desire for me turns me off. I have talked with Katia several times about this but it seems like we’re not able to come to a solution. Work is her priority.

I have become sexually frustrated. And having a ridiculously hot stepdaughter living with me being frequently alone with her makes this worse. I know I shouldn’t participate in her games but I can’t resist. It is another Thursday night. Katia’s away. Nadine is alone at home with me. Again I’ve decided to wear my thinnest trackpants. No undies. I’m sitting on the sofa streaming a series on TV. Waiting. Anticipating Nadine’s appearance. What is she up to this time? I’m already getting semi-hard just thinking about her. Minutes pass. Nothing. Half-way through the episode. Nothing. The show ends. I’m disappointed. I’m thinking about all the sexually charged encounters I had with Nadine. Suddenly I’m feeling grateful. She’s so out of my league. Way too young and hot. I should just be thankful for what I had with her so far. She’s aware of my issues with Katia. I know she is. Katia has told me that she’s had a conversation with Nadine. She wants to manage Nadine’s expectations. Condition her that our relationship may be over soon. That soon they may have to move out. A sense of relief is coming over me. Somehow it’s good that this is ending. The whole thing with Nadine had been wrong from the beginning. Our relationship is way too sexually charged. It’s bahçelievler escort not appropriate. Maybe now that Nadine’s aware that this living situation may end soon she’s lost interest in her games.

It’s bedtime. I’m sighing and making my way upstairs to my room. I have to walk past Nadine’s room and I’m noticing something unusual. Light is shining out of it. The door’s open! Normally it’s closed. I’m walking closer to the open door, peeking inside the room, from an angle, just seeing a small part of the room. Nadine’s bed is right next to the entry. I’m startled by what I’m seeing. I’m stopping mid-step. I can see Nadine’s lower body. Her upper body is covered by a blanket. The blanket is piling up, hiding her face. You guessed it! She’s naked. She’s lying there on her bed just right next to the door right in front of me. So close! Right on the edge of the bed. No panties. Fetal position on her side. Her beautiful feet. French style pedicure! I’m wandering with my eyes up her legs to her thighs. To her beautifully exposed pussy. I can see her outer lips, her inner lips. Her petite perky butt cheeks and asshole. Hairless. In plain sight. The room is well lit. What a view! As soon as my steps stop as if that was a cue for the show to start two of her fingertips appear between her thighs. Now they’re on her clit. Sliding down the center of her pussy. Gently pushing against her inner lips. Moving to the outer lips. I can’t believe what I’m seeing! She’s spreading her pussy now! A pink butterfly. So hot! Yes baby, open up! Open up for me! My heart is pounding. My dick is getting hard. She starts running her fingers up and down her clit dipping them into her pussy. She’s getting wetter by the minute. I can hear the sound of her wet pussy lips being massaged by her fingers. Circles on her clit! Now both fingers are inside! Moving in and out a little bakırköy escort faster and faster. Her outer lips are bulging! I’m losing my mind. My dick is hard as a rock tenting my trackpants. I’m slowly daring to peek into the room a bit further. Can’t see her face! Hidden behind her blanket. Good! I’m sliding my hand inside my trackpants and start stroking my dick. I can’t help myself. As if this show wasn’t already blissful enough her second hand makes an appearance. From the back. Sliding her fingers down her butt crack, pushing against her asshole. Incredible! Circling her asshole sliding up and down her hole. Dipping into her wet pussy. Smearing her wetness all over her butthole. Now the tip of a finger is disappearing inside her anus. I’m ever so softly moaning, stroking my dick faster.

She’s adjusting her position slowly to doggy style. Still masturbating her pussy. She’s pulling out from under the blanket a sex toy. Those pink ones with the long thin handle and a pear-shaped bulging end. A lovense toy. She’s pushing the pear shaped end into her pussy, slowly, until it disappears and just the thin long flexible handle is sticking out. I can hear the vibrations from the toy. She’s pulling on it, making her pussy bulge as the pear shaped end is half-out. She pushes it back in and keeps going. In and out, in an out. The other hand playing with her asshole fingering it. I’m so horny! I want to be inside her push my dick in. Fuck her. I’m getting bolder stepping closer to her, so close. As I’m walking my trackpants are slipping down to my ankles. I’m half naked, she’s half naked. Her ass almost touching me. I’m stroking my dick, faster and faster. How I’d love to fuck her pussy, her ass. Just ram my hardness inside her. Hold her by the hips, take her doggy style. No mercy! This petite beautiful body! My other hand is running down my shaft, between başakşehir escort my shaved balls. Keeps going on my shaft until I reach my asshole. I’m resting my finger near it. Half on my shaft, half on my asshole and push against it. Making light circles. Double the pleasure! I’m so close to cumming. Precum all over my tip. I’m too caught up in my lust, too late to notice that she’s adjusting to lie on her back. She’s almost touched me! Phew! Her face and upper body perfectly hidden behind her blanket. Hey toy’s in her as ass now. As she’s lying on her back I can see her beautiful flat belly. She’s stroking her clit, up and down, sideways, circling. Faster and faster. She starts arching her back a little. She’s pulling on her toy. Her asshole is spreading, getting bigger. Eventually the toy’s out. Her asshole gaping. I can hear a suppressed moan by her. She’s inserting two fingers into her pussy, her other hand keeps stroking her clit. Faster, faster, faster! Her back is arching further up. She’s spreading her pussy, starts twitching, contracting. I’m hearing another suppressed moan from her. She’s cumming. I’m so close to her. As she’s climaxing, to my surprise, a tiny squirt splashes out of her pussy! A few drops land on my hand, my thigh, my dick. That’s it! It’s pushing me over the line! I’m cumming like crazy in my hand, just managing to contain my cum without cumming all over her. I’m breathing heavily. She must hear it. She must know I’ve watched. She’s slowly closing her legs, pressing her thighs together. Show’s over.

I’m backing off, walking funny with my pants at my ankles. Straight to the bathroom. Cleaning myself up. She must hear it all. How obvious I was! Stopped my steps right in front of her room. And as soon as the show’s over I walked away. Does it matter? I think we’re past that stage. We both know that we’re playing games and that this will be over soon. Nadine has contrary to my fear stepped up her game. I’m going to do the same. Enjoy it while it lasts.

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“What if I made you raise your shirt and go out there, to show everybody?” She whispered in his ear, rubbing Her hands all over the scars on his chest.

He merely whimpered for the pain, getting red from the embarrassment. “Oh cmon, what are you so embarrassed about? You saw the documentary on Netflix, they are all pedophiles!” She said, laughing.

He started laughing too, but then She froze him. “Did I tell you to laugh at me? That’s it, bend over you insolent imp!”

He let out another whimper, but no comment or resistance. He knew the rules when She was like that, so he merely bent over as She had asked and braced himself. Three fingers. She had done much worse. Again, not a sound from him, but he knew She could find satisfaction from feeling the stiffness of his body forcing against Her fingers.

She dragged him into a stall and made him sit on her lap, as She kept fucking. Her other hand almost desperately digging through his clothes to find his skin and start clawing his back with Her nails.

Suddenly, She stepped up the rhythm. He knew this meant that she hadn’t had enough. Four fingers. She kept digging deeper in his back, but he realized that was not enough to get what She wanted. Then suddenly, she moved her hand, uncovered a part of his shoulder and bit it, leaving Her teeth in place. This really hurt, but he still tried his best to not make a sound. She had banished screaming, that was the main rule, and he really did not want to test Her. There asyalı porno still was nothing that would have left a mark or be seen when they left the bathroom.

The hand in his behind quickly changed place and moved to his face, trying to pry open his mouth. Any attempt of resistance was destroyed by a quick but stingy slap and he relented, opening his mouth and licking Her fingers. “What a beautiful hand,” he thought. When Her glorious middle finger tried to slip away, he even attempted to keep it in his mouth, leading to Her chuckle. Her hand now sealed his mouth shut, and while he had learned the hard way to just let her do whatever She wanted, he was puzzled for a second. Then he felt a jolt of pain in his shoulder from Her teeth digging even deeper in his body. A muffled “Mpppph” sound left his mouth, and as soon as it did he began cursing himself.

“I knew you would have screamed” She whispered, and squeezed his balls with her iron grip, but this was calculated punishment for his idiocy and it meant that She probably had satisfied her bloodlust, so he was still relieved. She then pushed him off Her lap and sent him to the floor, where he didn’t dare to get up. He saw Her from the floor of the bathroom stand up, wash Her hands and rid Herself of the animalistic frenzy, the “destroyer of worlds” as he liked to call it, and return to Her normal, elegant, gorgeous self in a matter of seconds. She stepped close to him and offered anne porno him the tip of Her open-toed shoes, which he proceeded to cover with kisses. “Take care of that and but then come out and return to the table quickly!” She said sweetly, kicking lightly the bulge on his trousers as if to point it out to him, then left him alone in the bathroom.

He did as he was told, and finally rejoined the party. He had forgot where his table was, but the sight of Her pink hair was impossible to miss even in the giant hall. When he tried to reason with Her and beg Her not to do it as his boss had invited them, She had threatened to make him also dye his hair pink, so he dropped it. Of course, She looked stunning as always. “Honey, is everything alright? You made your pheasant grow cold!” She said as he returned to the table, just a slight smirk in her expression. “Oh yeah sure, don’t worry about it. So, what were you talking about?” “Oh, nothing much. Just politics…” She said, smirking again. He almost choked on his wine right here and there. “Oh yes Jacobs, your lovely wife is quite the radical! What about you? ” said his boss, with an amused and condescending tone. The time where he has taken his friend Tom’s side on whether Blade Runner was better than Blade Runner 2049 and the resulting punishment for disagreeing with her in public started flashing in his memory. Damn it. He couldn’t see Her but he knew She was smirking right now.

After altyazılı porno what seemed like 12 hours of attempting to defend Medicare4All to a conservative billionaire, the party was nearing to an end. Most of the people had left, his boss had called him a Communist before leaving but still seemed to have enjoyed himself, so maybe his career wasn’t destroyed. “Thanks a lot” he dared to mumble when She sat down again. “What was that?” she asked him, seeming almost eager to bring the destroyer of worlds out again to play. “Oh sorry, nothing, just talking to myself” he quickly corrected himself, and poured another glass of wine for her. “So, who should I fuck?” she whispered in his ear, pointing at the three waiters who were cleaning up the table in front of them. As she said those words, his heart sank. The destroyer of worlds is out. “Do I have to?” he dared, in a rare moment of defiance. To that question, she genuinely chuckled, then gripped the back of his jacket and brought his ear close to her mouth: “You can pick one of them, or I can fuck all three, come home and rape your ass all night long. Maybe I bring them home and we all take turns until you have to use a diaper to shit? What do you think?” her tone was amused rather than threatening, but he knew that she meant it. So he relented and picked the tallest waiter, a man in his 20s with short blonde hair and ripped biceps. “Good choice honey! Now shake his hand and give him 100$ for being a good waiter, then go home. WE will join you in a while.” The emphasis on the “we” hit him like a wall of bricks. He turned around and looked at her attempting a silent protest, but her expression now turned into steel left him no choice.

He sighed and slowly stood up from the chair. That poor waiter would be no match for the destroyer of worlds.

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Final Act.

It was past six in the office as he finally finished wading through the specifications for the upgrades they wanted installed. How Meg had got the higher ups to agree to this boggled his mind but he wouldn’t complain as he could work from home to manage the project. His reverie was broken by the ring of his phone.

“Hey” he answered.

“Turn on your PC you fool” Meg impatiently demanded then hung up.

Taking a leisurely drink he checked and saw the stream link was live again. “You’re an asshole” the chat box read.

“Love you too my dear” he typed in reply.

“I’m going make the bitches pay for that.” the reply came. He could feel her annoyance through the screen.

“My darling I hope you do even more than that. I am enjoying the show.”

“Well enjoy the present” the line read before closing down and the feed changed from the static shot of the billboard to show Meg dressed in her blood red cat suit. The rubber clung to her, showing off her toned lean runners body. The operator panned the camera down showing off the built in tail swishing behind her ending with heart shaped tip he knew she altered to add razor blades. Casper never knew why for someone who hated the fact she was tall and boyish she choose to emphasise it when playing. The spiked heeled boots grew her height to close to his own six foot three and her mask made her look like a succubus from the depths of Hell.

“Bring forth my sacrifices.” She cried out raising her hands in dramatic style.

Casper relaxed into his chair, watching as three large men carried each of the struggling girls to kneel before the succubus now sitting upon the throne he had made her. Both girls wore tine white dresses covering their bodies, but showed the tell tale signs from the earlier ‘play’ as he could make out the rope marks on the bare arms.

He watched as Meg started some spiel about being “Satan’s daughter sent forth to rain down punishment on the sluts and whores of the world.” He rolled his eyes searching for a can of cola amongst the piles of paperwork, when a loud rap at his door gave him the fright of his life.

“Fuck” he thought to himself ‘its the cleaners’ as he tried to turn the laptop and hide his bulging erecton.

“One minute” he called out but the door opened anyway. To his semi relief Lily slid in the office. Her eyes firmly on the floor he could hear her crying.

“What are you doing here Lily. You finished hours ago. Go home.” he demanded, while the rather pointless stage show continued. One thing he could enjoy a break from was her sense of theatrics often spoiling his mood.

He glanced up from the screen but Lily stood frozen, visible tears rolling down her face. “Damn” he muttered under his breath. He might be a sadist but he was still brought up to be a gentleman.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” he asked softly

“I messed up and Mistress Trent will punish me.” she said, eyes trained on a point between her heels.

“What did you do wrong?” he asked getting up to comfort her.

“I am late and Mistress knows it. She warned me. She told me my punishment is behind your box of nerd stuff. May I get it for you Mr Casper?”

“Yes” he replied neutrally, watching as the girl bent over to sort through his pile of stuff dumped in the corner. She pulled out a sporting bag with an attached squash racket in a cover. Still without looking at his face she placed the bag on his desk and proceeded to strip.

“Did I say strip girl?” he asked raising his eye brow at the quaking girl.

“No Mr Casper, Mistress did.” she said simply, standing naked except for her collar and heels.

He decided to test the girls resolve “Stand straight, hands behind your head. Feet in line with your elbows.” The curvy blonde quickly did as he requested and stood exposed. He ignored her to look at the screen.

He watched the demonic dominatrix strut around the girls. Both were being winched into the air by a chain attached to the thick cuffs around their wrists. The girls heads appeared to be locked together, he guessed by some gag from the leather straps encircling their heads and the muffled yelps of discomfort as both girls lifted clear of the floor.

As the girls swayed, Meg barked an order to someone off screen. She moved close to the girls whispering something he could not quite make out, but whatever was said made both girls squeal and wriggle as a large naked body builder gripped both girls ankles, forcing their legs wide as another naked bodybuilder type attached a spreader bar to the leather cuffs on their ankles.

“My darling” Meg started staring straight into the camera. “I need you to stay at work for one hour before leaving. My bimbo PA should be under your desk bedava porno to keep you warmed up. While you’ve been out my boys have been working hard leaving you a present. This is more for me than you but I am sure you will love it. Remember one hour my sweet.”

He glanced at Lily who was visibly shaking from fear. Her face red and her eyes puffy. “Come to me girl” he ordered, watching the screen as Meg started using a small paddle to warm both girls up. Their moans audible through the gags.

“Kneel here” he pointed to a spot next the his left knee. The girl looked puzzled as she knelt down but the chair arm stopped her getting close to him. She flinched as his hand found her cheek. She could not see the screen but the familiar cackling laugh went straight through her soul, causing an involuntary shiver.

For a few minutes she remained kneeling, Casper’s hand comforting on her cheek. She nuzzled it afraid he forgot about her and more importantly her task. Instead he just ignored her. Watching the screen as Meg’s cackling intensified and she could make out not indistinct yelps and cries of pain. Just the thought of a slap on the thighs her mother gave her when out of line was enough to keep her straight. Listening to the frightening thuds and slaps from above frightened her.

Several more minutes passed the sounds had turned from low thuds and echoing slaps to sharp snaps and cracks. The howls of pain sounded like they came from tortured souls. She could feel the desperation grow as her internal clock counted down. After another valuable five minutes slowly ticked by she decided to make her move. Lowering herself flat to ground and tried to wriggle between the base of the chair and the desk.

“What do you think you are doing.” she heard Casper’s stern voice above her. She winced in pain as he hauled up by her hair forcing her to face the screen. She wriggled like a worm on a hook trying to look away from the screen.

“Watch it” He growled at her his voice cold as ice.

She whimpered “Please” hoping he would pity her.

“Look or leave” he replied, hard steel in his voice. “Your choice.”

She swallowed the lump in her throat. Her heart hurt in pity for the girls she could see on screen. The contrast was clear. One short, gothic white skin and dyed hair. The other a tall Arabian beauty with milky coffee skin, and jet black hair. The clothing they wore shredded from the evil whip. When the camera zoomed in close she could see the angry red welts.

“Do you want that whore?” he asked holding her hair firm.

“NOOOOO” she screamed. “Please no” she could feel hot tears starting to well up. She could hear him typing and prayed she had not caused the poor girls more pain.

She watched Mistress stop and look into the camera. A sense of annoyance and confusion over her face. But still nodded, “You know these girl love this you dumb dolt” her annoyance clear in her voice. He typed again as the camera zoomed in and a gloved hand raised the hem of both dresses.

To her shock as fingers tickled their bald pusses both girls ached backwards pushing to ride the offered finger. This carried on as more typing. “Fine. Speak slut, tell your Master if he needs to rescue you.”

“No daddy” the gothic girl said almost dreamily

“And you cunt” her Mistress said with venom.

“No Sir” the Arabian princess moaned her face flushed much like Lily’s after a good fuck.

“Happy now?” Meg snarled . After a few more key strokes “Glad? You happy health and safety troll.” She cocked her arm back, letting loose fast lashing strikes, the whip curling between the girls legs to crack on sensitive skin. The captive girls howls of pain were silenced as the gags were stuffed deep by the male assistants, forcing jaws to be held open.

As the men moved back Casper watched Meg’s continual dance. The heavy flogger thudded and in places ripped the flimsy fabric offering next to no protection for her hapless victims. He pushed Lily back and stroked her hair to comfort the frightened lamb.

As Meg collected the dragon tail he knew her performance must end. Short and thick even Melody could not last long as its wicked lash combined the snap of a strap and the impact of a whip. The toy’s impact was impressive and each hit brought forth a cry of anguish and a flinch from the pretty plaything writhing under his hand. The close up showed tears running down Melody’s face and finally it clicked.

“Fuck” he muttered under his breath. The stream died showing a countdown clock. He slammed the cover down and fumed in his chair. He stared at nothing in particular as he thought. “Fuck” he thought to himself. He had feelings for Melody. He thought brazzers porno he might but as of late both he and Meg were lax with her. She had been in hospital and was only just recovered. While there, Melody admitted she had a huge daddy fetish. While Meg showed no interest he had paused and never gave an answer. More thoughts ran through his mind “Why is Lily here? Not a trap, but a test for me.”

“Ok you little whore you not been 100% honest have you?” he said staring the girl directly in her face. She turned away her face flushed. “None of that. I dont like being played” he took a grasp of her chin forcing her to look at him.

“Please Mr Casper… Please.”

“Tell me. Or I can make you”

“No no no. Okay Okay. I did some bad stuff in the past, Your wife offered me a job and protection if I became hers.”

“How long?”

“About a year but nothing physical just being a PA really. Getting lunch dry cleaning. But she made me note all my fantasies.”

“And tonight…”

“I have fetishes Mr Casper…” she went silent and looked away.

“Tell me now or look for a new job Monday!”

“I like to be used Mr Casper.” She looked up hopefully but he remained stone faced. “I hurt a lot of people and abused a lot of people’s trust. But I love to be used sexually. But you know… rough.”

Without a further word he grabbed the girls hair and the bag off the table and marched out the door. He strode with purpose to his minor sanctuary within the building. He ignored the yelps of pain and protests walking to the test room.

Here he built test projects, but most importantly it was soundproof and no cameras existed. A few times he and Meg had worked off a hard mornings stress in there. He opened a spare server rack shoving the blonde into it and locking the door making a rudimentary cage as he investigated the bag.

“Mr Casper” she whimpered as he lay out the items he needed.

“Mr Casper!” she said again in panic as she saw him start to thread rope around the highest point he could on the metal post holding shelves of tools. He continued to ignore calls of his name as he finished securing the rope.

He strode purposefully back over the where the girl was slumped in the cage, eyeing the door. He grinned, enjoying watching the silly creature underestimate him. He needed a clear head before he went back home and this slut was offered to test his heart.

“If you run I will be calling the police about how you tried to force yourself on me and when I refused you threatened to blackmail me.”

“But Mistress will..”

“Will what? Admit she ordered you to come have sex with me. Again I am in the clear and Ithink you have a choice. Piss Meg off, or do as your told and everyone is happy. I promise you I will not break any skin nor will hurt you much.”

“You promise I won’t lose my job and you will tell Mistress I was perfect?”

He paused, feeling sorry for the dumb cow locked before him. Her fingers pushed through the holes in the rack door looking hopeful. “Im getting soft” he thought, as he started to speak.

“I will protect you from my bitch wife but you must promise to be my girl now. If i can’t trust you a hundred percent how will I know you’re not a pawn in my wife’s games?”

“Oh I will Sir. I promise!” enthusiastically nodding her head up and down.

“Well Lily is a name for a beautiful flower. Are you a beautiful flower girl?” he asked enjoying her squirm, noticing her nipples harden.

“No Sir I am not.”

“Hmmm even slut and whore seem too good for you.”

“Yes Sir thank you Sir” she sobbed, her hands clamped between her thighs.”

“I know well an object like you would be more at home in a sty. Like a pig. Yes that will do. I will call you Piggy, You have the same hair.”

“Yes Sir. I thank you for my new..” Her sentence was stopped by a stern look.

“Pigs don’t talk you fucking animal. What do they do?”

“Oink” she replied the tears finally flowing. Her head dropped down hiding her face behind her hair.

“I didn’t hear you” he taunted.

“Oink” she mumbled.

“I guess there is no one here then.” Casper remarked walking to the door.

“Sir no, please Sir.” Lily cried as she saw him unlock the door. The tears welled up as he opened the door and stepped through the opening

“Oink oink oink oink oink!” she cried out in desperation as the door was pulled closed behind him.

Casper paused then turning on his heels he walked back in the room locking it behind him. “Now are you going to be a nice happy pig for me you little sow or shall I leave you here until Monday?”

“Oiiiiiink” she wailed shaking her head vigorously cuckold porno from side to side.

“Now to show me you going to be a good little piggy slut I am going to open this rack. You will go stand next to the ropes and let me bind you up.” The girl nodded her agreement, adding a little squeal of joy.

After Casper unlocked the door, the girl crawled over to the ropes and then raised herself looking as him from behind her hair. Without a word and barely any sound she felt him move behind her. Raising her arms so her hand touched the opposite elbow behind her back. The soft rope coiled around her arms binding them together. The loss of control was startling. She had been tied up before but not like this.

Rather than lots of small bits of rope, this was a long continuous piece. She felt her arms raised just holding at a point it was a little uncomfortable. The rope was pulled over her shoulder and between her breasts. As the rope threaded around her side he yanked her back thudding into his chest. “You are not escaping this one.” he sneered, expertly reinforcing her sense of helplessness as he pushed and pulled her around. Like a child playing with a rag doll, as he wound the rope around her binding her breasts and looping around her upper arms holding her tightly, unable to wriggle.

He pulled her long blonde locks back into a ponytail, forcing her head back so he could stare at her, his icy blue eyes staring deep in her soul. “I can see you’re scared but your body betrays you slut.” he started, his voice echoing of the walls making him seem more malevolent. “You are nothing but a whore for other to use and abuse.”

“Yes Sir” she replied giving in to her urges. “Please use me like a sex toy. Fuck me and break me. Please!!” she whined.

“I will do as I please.” He enjoyed the squeals and yelps of pain as he finished tying the girl. Rope attached to her pony tail and another from her arm were attached to the high shelves. Her right leg was tied to both lower shelves holding her firmly. Her other leg was tied thigh to ankle and he raised her as high as he could, leaving her spread wide open for him.

Bored of her moans and pleas for sex, he pushed the largest ball gag from his bag into her mouth. Rubbing her glistening slit, as he watched her mouth strain around the black rubber that was firmly lodged in her mouth and tightly buckled in place.

Casper rummaged around the bag considering the options he had. Opening a box he pulled out the metal breast binder. Lily’s eyes widened, transfixed as Casper placed the metal bars over her globes and started to tighten. The blonde groaned around the gag as the bars squeezed down, pushing her breasts out further and further.

Casper couldn’t contain his grin as he admired the breasts stretched to the limit as Lily squirmed with the pain. Having an evil thought, he took out a set of crocodile clamps. Two rows of teeth glinted in the light as he shoved them in her face. “Look you dumb slut: New jewellery.”

Lily shook her head no, pleading with her eyes. Still Casper teasingly closed the teeth so they were just touching the sensitive nipples standing erect in the centre of her huge areolas. “Ok bimbo, this is going to hurt.” he taunted as the clamp’s teeth bit down. Lily screamed in pain, the noise vaguely muffled by the ball gag. Tears blurred her vision as wave after wave of agony flowed through her. She tried to plead to take them off. She twisted to try and shake them off but that sent more jolts of pain.

Casper couldn’t wait any longer. He dropped his pants showing his impressive nine inches of throbbing man meat. Grabbing hold of the chain between the clamps and the rope holding her leg high. He lined his cock up with her wet slit and with a single thrust pushed all the way in.

Lily brain shut off as the waves of pleasure from the cock pounding her pussy hard, deep and very fast would disappear, countered by the fire in her nipples that burned more and more the evil clamps dug down harder as the chain yanked them down and out further still.

Casper pounded for all he was worth. He cared not what the slut wanted she was just here for him to use. When she stopped crying and just moaned, he would slap her tits watching the chain swing causing her to yelp and fresh tears to run mascara down her face.

His thoughts wandered to the girls being whipped and having a month of alone time together, which drove him to pump in and out more erratically before roaring as he came.

He stood panting for a moment as he came down from his high. The girl wriggled in her binds trying to find cock. “Oh no slut. No cumming for you.” he stated firmly, moving away and leaving Lily whining in need.

He sent a text to Russ informing him: “He needed to come to the server rooms due to an issue which will probably take him all weekend.”

He quickly dressed and hurried home.

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Goes without saying all characters are over 18. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated and thank you to Trav for providing much needed proof reading and help editing.

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Much as he had every day for the past three months, Alexander awoke before Kate did. As he often mused, he couldn’t remember the last time that he woke up with an alarm clock. It had been well over a decade, he felt. In reality, it was really just two years, when he had to wake at 3 AM to drive across the state for his cousin’s wedding. But consistently, it has been seven years. Time flows strangely to the chronically fatigued. But instead of focusing on that, he merely rubbed his hands through his hair, turned around to look in the dim light, and saw Kate sleeping peacefully. As Alexander stood from the bed, Kate stirred and reached for his pillows, drawing them closer to her bare skin to replace the body she was resting against, and she fell still again, breathing deeply. Her hair a beautiful mess, as was usual.

He stepped away from the bed, away from the room’s established rules, and out of their shared living space to once again stand at the window of the apartment and look out at the city morning skyline. He faced it and smiled. Early morning thoughts always crept slowly into his mind with their weirdness, like a slow drug that wrapped itself around him like a warm blanket. He looked back down the short, dark hallway towards the closed bedroom door and thought on the journal he re-started those few short months ago. The first new line “I was happy once, wasn’t I?” wasn’t something one might expect from a successful east coast artist. But since Kate had entered his life, it seemed to be slowly slipping away towards something old and familiar, yet exciting. He dressed himself in the clothes that were left on the living room floor and put on a light coat. Stepping outside, still unable to shake his long standing vaping habit, he sat on the cold metal of a chair he placed out there not long ago. Putting his feet on the guard rail in front of him, he looked out over the city.

After several minutes of quiet solitude, broken only by his breaths exhaling clouds, he quickly stood up and went back inside to that journal he had thought of. It had been weeks since he wrote in it and he grabbed it to open it to the most recent page. The cover was dated back from 2009 with an empty dash. He dated it and continued his personal reflection.

When I started writing this journal, it was supposed to be some kind of therapy. Something to keep track of my thoughts, he wrote, with messy handwriting. But did it do any good? I can remember my thoughts. If anything, I wrote it like it was a work that someday would be studied long after I had died and been forgotten. Maybe someone would care? Likely nobody would, but it was still something I worked diligently on. Then, not so much with the diligence. Then on and off again. Then just occasionally. So here we are. December. Kate Whitney has been living here for about 2 months now. I’m not sure I’ve mentioned her in here yet. He flipped back to the previous page. It was before he even knew Kate existed, why was he kidding himself? No, I have not. Well, she’s the girl I’ve been seeing since the start of fall this year. And now, the first real snowfall of the winter, I finally bring her up. I think, I’ve finally got something real here, and she has even set the pace. He set the pen down; distracted by the painting he was working on. It stood, several feet away from the window and a chair, a small light attached to the top. He was nearly done. Just another week should do it. This is stupid, nobody cares about this. I finally taste what normal feels like again, and it’s not bad at all. I’m glad she’s here. He summarized, almost chastising himself, closed the journal, feeling a subtle difference from before, and promising himself, yet again, that he wasn’t going to waste his time with such foolishness again. He never saw the point of it, but he always felt like had put too much effort into it to just throw it away. He always put it away, in the drawer next to his recliner – it was just a matter of time and life circumstances.

He spent the next few hours on his TV, simply wasting time until the day started. It was an old ritual that now was more out of habit than anything else. Nobody else was up to talk to; he had nothing to do until at least sunrise, so he just played video games or watched random videos on YouTube. This morning it was all about sharks, for some reason. He had a fascination with the aquatic predators and their undersea grace and beauty. And this is where he was, lying down on a couch watching videos, where Kate found him three hours later.

“Did you know there’s a shark that sits on the floor of the ocean and just waits for prey to come to it, then it snaps it up super quick? It’s called a wobbegong. Or a wobbie.” Alexander said as he sat up on the couch, hearing the footsteps come down the hallway.

She czech porno stared at him, a bit bleary eyed, fully naked, short hair a mess. She had recently cut it as she was tired of it always being everywhere. “Ok?” she said, not ready for his shenanigans this early in the morning. She turned into the kitchen to get a glass of water from the tap as Alexander walked up behind her, barefoot on the hardwood kitchen floor, and wrapped his arms around her. “Hi,” she said, and smiled, pressing her body back against him. “Did you sleep ok?”

“About as well as usual. Tried writing this morning, don’t really care for it still.”

She turned to him, her nudity as comfortable as a warm blanket in the heat of their home. She was used to it in her Master’s home. “It’s supposed to help you when you’re feeling weird,” she put her arms around him, stroking his back and leaning into him again. “Are you feeling weird today?”

“Yea, but not in the usual way. Just getting used to you being here still I think. You weren’t for a long time, you know,” he said, referencing their private joke of the time before they met. He closed his eyes and stroked her back gently, lightly squeezing her butt and making them both smile at the familiar touches. He broke the hug several seconds later and pulled off his shirt, taking her hand and walking to the bathroom with her, barely hesitating as he stripped down to shower. “How about you? How did you sleep?”

“Terrible, Sir. I woke up and you were gone!” Kate answered dramatically as she knelt down on the shower mat to help him pull his sweatpants down. “I was all alooooone!” she droned on in her usual cute voice. Alexander reached out to turn the lights halfway up, just enough light for them to see each other. She continued to undress him with practiced ease, pulling his pants off his legs and then standing up. “But you’re here now, so life is better now. Someday you need to wake me up with some nice snuggles, ok?”

Alexander smiled at that. “I’m not going to wake you up hours before you have to get up. I’ve been up for about three hours.” He spoke quietly in the dim light, looking down at her smiling. Neither spoke about what they were doing; they had long become familiar with their particular rituals. He stepped out of his pants and they walked into the shower together, turning on the water. Alexander stood at the front, and blocked the stream with his hand until it had warmed up. Kate knew to hide behind him until the water was warm and he turned back to him.

Kate dropped down to her knees again and closed her eyes, leaning her head against his upper thigh, face very close to his soft, thick cock. She trusted him, a process that took weeks of learning, and listened to hear the squirt of the shampoo bottle and smiled at the feel of his fingers in her hair yet again. He stroked her scalp, washing the short hair as she turned her head this way and that, brushing against his body with every movement. Alexander couldn’t stop smiling. It wasn’t that this was a surprise in any sense of the word, far from it. But instead it was a familiar smile he had that crossed his face every time she gave herself to him.

Kate reached up to grab the bar of soap that was kept on a small shelf. Lathering it in her hands, still with her eyes closed she reached up and grasped Alexander’s well-shaven cock, starting to wash him dutifully and carefully. Her heart fluttered a bit as she felt his pulse through his member, and she wished he would finish washing her hair so she could look up at it and watch it harden in her hands. “Sir, you can wake me anytime you need me. Please know that.”

He leaned back, letting the water pour down onto her from above to rinse the soap out of her wet hair, her hands never leaving his cock and balls, stroking him to get it harder now in the shower. “I know, little one,” he said smiling down at her. He rinsed off her hair and scraped the water from her face with his hand. “I know.” She looked up at him now, water still falling on her face. She beamed with pride at his stiffening cock and leaned forward to rub her face against it, feeling it against her cheek and face as she lovingly worshiped it, rinsing the soap off of him.

Alexander did not instruct or even lay a hand on her head, she automatically leaned up, and began to use her wet hand and the water pouring down his body to rinse the soap off his shaft. Stroking it slowly, making sure not a single inch was neglected, she looked up at her Sir with love in her eyes. “Does my Sir want his little slut this morning?” She said the words softly, like a private whisper to him. The hardened shaft throbbed gently in her delicate hands as she continued to rinse it, although it became more and more like playing with every passing moment.

“Do you remember the first time you showered here?” He did not directly answer the question, but instead helped her rinse off his body by moving water down his chest and flowing over his cock onto her hands.

“Sir?” she asked, a touch thrown off by his question. She slowly stroked his cock doeda porno now as she looked up at him. “I’ve showered here a lot.”

“I was thinking about it this week actually,” a soft moan escaped his lips as her fingers squeezed the head of his cock now. That sound was all it took for Kate. She exhaled stutteringly as she looked down from his eyes to his body, pulling her lips in to lick them and bite down slightly. “It was your first morning here.”

She smiled again, leaning up just a little bit more and pursing her lips around the smooth head of his cock. She kept just the head in her lips, licking it lightly in small circles as she savored the taste of the cock she had grown to love. Water streamed down her face as she slowly closed her eyes, losing herself in her own little perfect world.

The rest of world did not exist in the dim bathroom on that early December morning between Alexander and Kate. She kissed, licked, and then gently sucked her man’s cock, breaking only for small moments to catch her breath. Alexander could feel himself getting closer as the room filled with steam. She never failed to get him hard when she put her mind and her mouth towards that goal, and it wasn’t long until his knees started to get weak. She moaned against his balls when his fingers wrapped into her hair and he started to pull. Her Sir’s body was shaking, he was close – so she bobbed her head up and down his shaft; this was what she longed for. This moment was what she wanted more than anything right now. His fingers gripped her head strongly, like padded iron. And finally, his knees trembled harder and he pulled her head down further onto him. His cock slipped into her throat and she, proud of herself, gagged only at first. She looked up at him, trying to catch his eyes before his head tilted back. And in that briefest of moments, he erupted into her throat, feeding her his pent up cum. The shower, echoing with the sounds of water on tile, echoed her moans as she felt it spasm – the sound only drowned out by his passionate moans as she swallowed happily, silently begging for more. She had grown to love his taste, warm and gooey – a touch salty but mostly sweet – in her mouth and, she was sure she imagined this, but satisfying to her hunger in her belly.

After the illusion of several long minutes, she stood up and planted kisses on his warm chest, feeling his heavy breath. When she stood and her legs moved together, she felt the familiar feeling of slick thighs rubbing together and bit her bottom lip. She didn’t say anything yet; she merely let the feeling of his cock in her mouth stay fresh in her mind as they held each other under the water. No words were spoken, but touches that spoke volumes were exchanged while Alexander let the water rinse off a night of sleep until, at long last the water was turned off and Kate confirmed her wetness had little to do with the water. As they drip dried in the steamy air, all she said was “Please, Sir,” and he knew that his woman needed him. And this gave Alexander the sweetest of evil thoughts. “Go turn the lights off, slut.”

Kate rushed from the shower and slapped the light switch, plunging the room into pitch darkness before realizing that she had no idea what he was thinking. Alexander waited several long torturous seconds before his voice cut the dark room. “Come back to the shower.” He knew the bathroom like the back of his hand – she not quite as much. So he reached out to her and found her fumbling hand. He pulled her back onto the smooth tiles carefully and rapidly.

She found herself, moved by his hands, with her hands and knees on the floor above the drain. The tile was only a little rough on her knees, but she knew Alexander would not hurt her. At least not more than she wanted him to. The water came back on, and she felt the warm water strike her back and start dripping down. Fuck, he knows, she said to herself as water started to pour down over her body. When it dripped down her body, it flowed to her nipples and she could feel it drip off them like icicles. She knew that he knew that turned her on to no end and as water flowed over her pussy she could feel the river that tickled her lips and she quivered in the dark. She had no idea what was coming, and that thrilled her to the core.

A loud gasp echoed in the shower as she felt his lips and tongue touch the curve of her ass. Gooseflesh immediately broke out and her fingers flexed against the floor, seeking purchase on anything. His kisses and small licks teased over her ass and thighs in unpredictable ways and when she tried to move her hips to get him to where she throbbed, she was rewarded with a sharp SMACK on the ass. He wanted her to stay still. She whimpered and wiggled again, savoring the sharp pain and testing her Master’s will. SMACK again and a moan escaped her lips. “Yes Sir” she said breathlessly, the words nearly a prayer.

She needed to distract herself; she couldn’t let things end too soon. This needed to last forever. She started to recite her Master’s rules to herself. Number one, they never lie to each Ensest porno other, about anything at all. She remembered the spanking Alex had given her when she said she ate breakfast but skipped it. Oh God, his spankings! She needed to move on, her body quivered at the memory. Number two, they belong to each other. Even when she fantasized about her newest idea, him bringing home another girl to use with her. Or him sharing her with another man! Fuck, that’s too hot! She tried to bring it back. No matter what, they belonged to each other, and would be loyal and open with each other.

He teased her, for too long. Her head was swimming with lust. What did he have in store for her? The thrill made her nearly faint. Time lost meaning when she was with Alexander. He could have teased her for one minute or 15 minutes, she would have believed either answer. Until time shattered and his tongue found her well-groomed pussy. She grew hot as the fire from her pussy consumed her completely and she pressed back against his face, aching for more, resulting in a third hard SMACK on her tender ass. When the lights came on, she was sure her ass would show his hand. His tongue dove deeper into her body again. “Alex,” she moans softly, unable to help herself. Her arms, growing tired, gave out and she fell against the floor. Her tits pressed against the cold tile and her body was held up by his hands supporting her weight on her thighs.

Alexander danced his tongue across her pussy before sinking it inside of her, tasting her luscious pussy. A poem of raw pleasure, written by the tip of his tongue on her lips and inside her pussy, brought her tantalizingly close to the edge so many times only to be broken by the sound of a deep breath and kisses on her ass again.

Her mouth opened and she began to drool helplessly, eyes rolling back in her head. Her world was spinning out of her control. Don’t cum yet. You can wait. Number three, she would obey anything she was told to do. She trusted Alexander to listen to her limits and know abilities and fears and that, no matter what, he wouldn’t make her do something she couldn’t. She could always use her precious safeword, no matter what. She thought of when she asked if Alex would ever ignore it, and he made her hot chocolate and told her all the ways Hollywood had given her the wrong idea. Her plan was working. She was able to hold off. Rule number four, she wasn’t to speak badly about herself for making mistakes. How did he phrase it? “You are not garbage. Don’t talk about yourself like you are. You are precious to me.”

Suddenly, her head snapped up and she faced the invisible wall. Everything felt stronger in the blind dark, and his finger pressing against her asshole felt mammoth and domineering. She could not help it. She wanted to obey, to be a good slut, but her body was a live wire of pleasure. She pressed back again, knowing he would punish her again. But it was too late, the tip of his finger was inside her ass and she moaned, loudly this time, as his finger found a new home and her ass shook from the hard spank that followed.

Fuck! She screamed mentally. She couldn’t form a more coherent thought as her body had to get used to this. She’d wanted to try for a long time now. Alex said she wasn’t ready yet. Her breathing was short and she swore that she could see shapes swimming in the darkness. Ok, next rule. Rule five. No panties in Master’s home and no clothes in the bed at all. Unless it was necessary, of course. I do love that rule. It feels so good to take them off as soon as I get home. Rule six. She started to fade in and out, she could barely remember. Rule six. If she touched herself and they were not together, she had to ask for permission. If Alex wasn’t able to answer, she could touch herself but she had to show him. I’ve never taken so many nude photos as I have with him! It took her a while to get used to it, but she loved to do it. His finger pushed a little bit deeper into her and she snapped back to her pitch black reality.

“Sir,” her voice shook. “We’ve – we’ve never…” her words were silenced as she felt his tongue graze against her clit and her world exploded again. His finger was deep in a place that nobody had been before, she felt impossibly full, she felt like she had no resistance left to him and she ached to push back further, even as her ass tightened and pulsed around the invading finger. She knew the right words to say if she needed to stop. She knew this was brand new and a bit surprising. But she wanted it so badly. She needed it. Yes, the thought raced through her head. I need it. I need to be Sir’s little fuck slut! She moaned, loud and pushed back again, her body out of control. Legs twitching and fingers scratching against the floor of the shower. “Alex!” she screamed out as her ass got punished yet again. But now it was too late, she couldn’t stop pumping back and forth and he didn’t stop licking her. His finger buried in deeper every single thrust backwards. The lights could come on blinding right now and she wouldn’t stop. All she could perceive was the punishment on her ass, his tongue on her cunt, and his finger buried all the way into her ass. The floor wasn’t there, the shower wasn’t there, time didn’t exist, and she might never see light again. But she knew she was gripping his finger tighter and was seconds away from exploding harder than ever before. She couldn’t breathe or hold herself up. She was at his mercy.

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I had met Ted Mason when he’d been hired to come in and do some consulting on a major company merger I myself had been working on. His reputation preceded him, both in his almost ruthless review of a Company’s organization, as well as his penchant for the ladies. His photo appearing quite frequently in the society pages of the paper.

He had one of those rough, chiseled looks about him, handsome beyond measure. Just over six feet tall with wavy black hair, cobalt blue eyes, and a body that one could see even through a three-piece suit he took care of. One could only imagine what else he was in possession of that the women all seemed anxious to want to have a look at.

When I heard he’d been hired to come in and do some consulting prior to the anticipated merger, I was more than a little bit nervous, as I’d be working very closely with him during the course of the time he would be here.

“Mr. Mason? This is Chris Mathews, she’ll be your liaison and will be the one to show you around and inform you on all the area departments, procedures and organizational structuring,” My boss Mike Bradford said introducing the two of us.

Having heard about his reputation long before hand, I had purposely dressed for the occasion. Not that I wore inappropriate attire into work anyway, because I didn’t. But the last thing I wanted to do, was to wear anything that might be construed as sexual in any way. It was for that reason I had purposely worn a women’s business suit, white high necked collar blouse with my long reddish brown hair pinned up rather than wearing it down as I very often did. Even my business jacket did a fairly good job of concealing what I felt was one of my more prominent attributes, C cup breasts that were full and as I’d been told on more than one occasion, damn near perfect in shape.

I knew going in that I’d end up working late at night, one or two weekends in fact though I’d be compensated for my efforts accordingly. Even so, I wasn’t too keen on having to do so, working that closely and alone with the infamous Ted Mason. Though he lived in the suburbs, rather than commute back and forth every day, he had taken a suite in one of the nearby luxurious hotels where he would very often work late into the night. When the time came, which I knew it eventually would, he had invited me up to his suite one evening to go over a few final documents with him.

To be perfectly honest, I was nervous as hell. Being alone in his room with him, though he’d not once made a pass at me…up until now anyway, gave me cause for concern. Having ordered room service, we ate while going over the papers of the merge. I was again surprised that he kept it formal, almost too formal, which in a strange way now irritated me as for the first time since we’d started working together, I had actually let my hair down. Not only that, but I’d even allowed myself to wear a blouse that did little if anything to hide my more than ample breasts. Not once however did I see him attempt to steal a glance, or look at me any place other than in my eyes whenever we spoke.

By the time I had finally left, I’d decided that perhaps I just wasn’t in his class, didn’t live up to his standards and expectations, and was somewhat relieved that our less than exciting journey together was over.

A month later the company I worked for merged. Everyone said it was one of the smoothest, easiest merges to ever take place with a Billion dollar company. Few realized or knew about the long tedious hours that I had personally put into it myself, except for my boss perhaps, who’d given me a rather nice bonus, and a few extra days off in order to rest and recuperate.

I was doing just that at home, lying out by the pool taking in some much needed sun and actually relaxing after several weeks of hard grueling work when a florist stopped by. Having tried the door-bell out front, with no answer, he had come around the back hoping to at least leave the arrangement in a safe place, only then noticing me as I lay out by the pool, topless I might add as he called out to me.

“Ah, excuse me? Miss? Flowers!”

It was funny, normally I might have panicked, even been a little embarrassed to have been caught in such a compromising position. But I had been so frustrated lately, sexually…that I actually found enjoyment in simply standing up, walking over, and then signing for the delivery as the poor driver stood there with his mouth half agape, staring at my exposed tits.

“Thank you, I said taking the arrangement. Let me get you a tip from my purse.”

He smiled, “No thanks…not necessary, you’ve already given me one…a nice one, thank you!”

I smiled back, appreciating the compliment, something I hadn’t had in a while, and then walked back to the patio carrying the large vase of beautifully arranged flowers, curious about the card. I opened it, read…and suddenly sat down. It was from Mr. Mason himself, inviting me to dinner to celebrate our success in having worked so closely together.

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I was impressed, Gay porno having me picked up in a limousine, though he himself wasn’t in it. The driver informing me that I was to be taken to his personal estate, out in the suburbs, where dinner had been arranged. It was an hours long drive, and I amused myself in having a drink, well several actually, to both calm my nerves somewhat for one thing, and for another, to show him on a more personal level, that I was perhaps indeed worthy of his attentions.

No longer working together, as far as I was concerned, there was no longer any reason to be coy or formal around him any more either. This time, if he made any sort of a pass at me, I was half a mind to receive it.

I was admittedly impressed. A half-mile long drive through the gate, eventually making its way up to the enormous looking mansion itself that sat easily on several acres. The surrounding yard, gardens, and orchard well groomed, and obviously taken care off. Pulling into the circular drive, I was let out, and escorted up a few steps to an enormous mahogany carved, doublewide set of doors. I didn’t even knock as the doors almost immediately opened.

I don’t know what I was expecting exactly, if I was expecting anything. But what I wasn’t expecting, was to be met by a woman, perhaps a butler maybe, but certainly not someone who was dressed, and appeared to me as she did. She was absolutely beautiful, and for a moment I was actually jealous in a way. Wondering now if she was his lover, his companion, and that “they”, not “he”, had thus invited me to dinner and into spending the evening with them.

“Miss Mathews? Welcome, I am Deidra, one of Ted’s personal assistants, welcome to his home. This way please,” she said inviting me inside. And though she had addressed herself as a “personal assistant,” I couldn’t help wondering what else she likewise helped to assist him in, especially dressed the way she was.

Deidra was a very tall, very statuesque blonde. Her long hair full, cascading well down over her shoulders. The dress, though more gown…flowing as she walked, hugging the curves of her obviously near perfect sculptured body. I had thought to wear one of my favorite “little black” cocktail dresses, now feeling vastly underdressed even having put that on as I followed her down the long, expensively decorated hallway.

If I had thought my own breasts to be impressive, I was even more impressed with the way hers looked. Her gown, a deep plunging “V” in front, showing off more than enough cleavage, that even I wasn’t sure I’d be very comfortable with in displaying. Once again giving me pause as to her actual role and association with Mr. Mason.

I was soon led into a formal, yet cozy sitting room.

“May I fix you a drink while you’re waiting?” She asked, pouring herself one obviously. “Ted will be here shortly,” she added, once again waiting for my reply.

“Hmm, Ted,” I thought. Certainly and suddenly less formal all of a sudden. “I’d like a vodka martini please…dry?” She smiled at that, pouring out of a silver pitcher, obviously some had been made up ahead of time. She poured two in fact, handing one to me, the other left on the bars counter. Obviously that was Ted’s preferred choice of beverage too.

It was at that moment the doors opened and Ted came strolling into the room. He had on a white dinner jacket, black bow tie, hand-tied as I could easily see, and immediately accepted the drink that Deidra now handed to him.

“Glad you could make it,” he said smiling for what I believed had to have been the first time really, and then complimented me on my dress. “Please, sit down…enjoy your drink.” He then turned to Deidra. “Let us know when dinner’s ready,” he said simply, obviously dismissing her.

“Yes Ma…” she paused catching herself, correcting herself. “Yes Sir,” she finished. She then hurriedly left, though I caught the briefest of less than satisfactory looks from Ted as she did so. His face immediately changing again however back to that near perfect smile as he held up his own drink to mine, clinking glasses.

“To a very successful and hopefully lucrative merger,” he toasted. “I enjoyed working with you,” he then added.

“And I…enjoyed working with you too,” I responded, now sipping my perfectly made drink.

“Dry enough?”

“Perfect,” I said smiling back, fidgeting just a little as I all but melted down into the plush leather seats we were sitting in.

He stood, for the first time walking over to stand there beside me, looking down at me as he did. And it was the first time, I honestly believe, that he pointedly stared at my breasts. From his angle and position, there was no doubt he could see a hell of a lot more of me than he would have standing any place else. And I knew it, though as I’d already promised myself earlier…if he did, I might just sit back and see what happened next.

“Besides celebrating tonight,” he began once again looking into my eyes, “I wanted Hd porno to invite you out here for another reason.”

“Oh? And what was that?”

He smiled, that disarming, charming…fucking good looking smile of his making me feel like some teenage girl who’d just been given her first kiss. And he hadn’t even kissed me!

“I’d like to make you a proposition…after dinner,” he informed me. And then as though on cue, Deidra reappeared announcing that dinner was ready. He held out his hand to me, helping me to stand as Deidra then took our drinks, remaining where she was as I followed Ted down yet another long hallway.

Once again, I wasn’t sure what to expect, or what I should have been as we were met at another large set of double doors. “Another assistant?” I asked myself as another very beautiful brunette met us at the door, dressed in the very same dress that Deidra had been wearing. She held the door open, saying nary a word, a slight bow of her head as Ted and I walked by, a small upturned smile on her lips as she and I locked eyes very briefly. Ahead of us, within an enormous room sat a small, but well laid out little table. I’d half expected some long formal dining room table as big as the room was. As though reading my mind, Ted spoke.

“I do have a much larger table, seats well over twenty guests,” he informed me. But for more intimate dinner engagements, I find this feels a bit more comfortable. Looks awkward to be sitting at one end of a large table like that don’t you think?”

I actually laughed. “I wouldn’t know…I’m not sure I ever have.”

Ted then introduced me to “Bella,” this new assistant as she in turn escorted in yet another young woman. This one less formally dressed, more like I’d expected some sort of servant, butler, or even a maid to have been dressed as she and another young woman who then appeared, brought in the first course, serving us simultaneously as Bella stood there looking on.

After Bella then poured us both wine, she followed out the two young looking females, once again closing the large doublewide doors, and backing through them as she did, almost bowing in a way.

“I can barely afford the cleaning lady I have,” I said trying to make a joke, simultaneously trying to calm my nerves as I once again caught Ted with his eyes obviously devouring my chest again.

“They don’t clean…they serve,” he said pointedly, though once again smiling. “I have other staff hired that do that…but not when I have guests here of course.”

“Of course,” I said sipping the perfectly prepared potato soup and marveling over the obviously expensive bottle of wine that had been especially opened and served along with it.

We sat enjoying our meal together as one course after another was served. Each one perfectly prepared, especially the Beef Wellington, as we continued on getting to know one another a little better. At least far more on a personal level than we had done when we’d been alone together in the past.

When we were finished, Bella passed us back off to Deidra again, now led into yet another room where after dinner brandy’s had been prepared and were waiting for us. I also noticed that there were two bound leather binders lying on a nearby table as we entered the room.

“Well, as I mentioned to you earlier, I have a proposition for you Chris, and hopefully, you’ll give it some time to think about it and seriously decide.”

“Decide what?” I now asked curiously, though by now…I had a pretty good idea as to what he was about to propose to me.

“What you’d think about coming to work for me of course,” he said once again smiling that smile. Such a simple thing really, and yet…sending a pulse of excitement coursing through me, stiffening my nipples, which in turn sent a relay of anticipation and pleasure all the way down to my groin. “Now I know…they pay you well, or well enough where you work hopefully. But after you’ve had a chance to read through the contracts, I think you’ll find that the compensation I’m offering you, will be substantially more than that.”

Now I had to ask, curious. “Two contracts? Why two?”

He paused looking at me, trying to decide perhaps if now was the time to tell me, obviously deciding that it was.

“If you’re half the woman I think you are, then you’ve already done some homework learning about me,” he began. And he was right, I had. Long before we’d even met, which is how I had learned a bit more about his lavish way of living, the bevy of women he seemed to have on each arm at nearly every social event in town.

“I have…yes, and I’m pretty sure you’ve done the same thing with me as well, which is obviously how you knew I enjoyed a nice dry, vodka martini.”

He smiled at that. “Yes, I have. But…it was actually working with you, judging your character and professionalism, under stress, and under very unusual circumstances, that convinced me to see if you’d be interested in coming to work for me,” he stated.

Once Hdabla porno again, I was curious about the two different contracts however, and so asked him.

“As I’ve already said, I would hope that you would take both contracts home with you tonight, read both of them through thoroughly, and then after having done so, be prepared to give me an answer as to which one you’d feel most comfortable in signing.” He grew serious then, his look…the same one I’d seen him use when he was consulting, firm…non negotiable in his approach, almost menacing. “Whichever one you decide on…IF you decide on either one of them, is non-negotiable. I need to tell you, they’ll be no discussing it, the terms are specifically clear. What it says, it says. There are no hidden or double meanings, in other words…no fine print. It is what it is, and I’d expect you to live up to the terms of the agreement, one hundred percent. Whichever one, you decide to accept, should you choose to even do so.”

Now I really was curious. “Ok, I will do that. I’ll read them each thoroughly, completely, and then give you my decision. But will you at least tell me now…what the difference between the two of them is?”

He seemed to think about that for a moment, and then nodded his head. “Very well, since you’ve asked, and since you’ve promised me to at least read through both of them later before making any final decisions towards either one, I’ll tell you. The biggest difference between the two of them is this. Under the terms of the first agreement, you come to work for me solely as my assistant in whatever consulting project we’re invited, or hired on to do. Nothing more, nothing less. But that means…there will never, ever be…anything intimate or sexual in nature between us. Period. The moment you even suggest it, hint at it, desire it…you’ll be terminated for cause.”

His answer, his explanation shocking me a little. “Ok,” I paused hesitating…not sure what I should be feeling at the moment at his surprising candor by way of explaining it to me. “And the other?”

“Just the opposite,” he said smiling. “You come to work for me as my assistant, much like Deidra and Bella. You’ll escort me at times, be there with me to entertain and socialize with clients, friends, and influential people of all sorts in a wide variety of ways. We will no doubt become intimate, have relations, and from time to time, enjoy ourselves in the company of others. At any time you thus choose not to fulfill that particular role as outlined in the agreement, you will also be terminated for cause. And I can assure you, they’re both legal, binding contractual agreements. There will be no severance, or any other monetary compensation beyond that which you will have already earned. So, as I said…it will be entirely up to you, which one you elect to choose. But once decided, there will be no going back either way. Understood?”

He then further shocked me again. My compensation as he called it, in the first one…the monthly amount alone more than I made in an entire year. And I honestly thought I was making fairly decent money in my position. And though I enjoyed my job, I also knew I was in a niche, one in which I would never be able to climb out of, or leave, or hope for any other kind of advancement in the company I was currently working for. It’s just the way it was, family owned and controlled for the most part. And unless I was willing to marry into it myself…which I wasn’t, then I was basically at a dead-end job, even though it still paid fairly well.

But if I thought I was surprised, shocked, by the first offer, I was even more confused by the second one. It paid substantially less. Still far more than what I was making now, but at a considerable difference.

“Ok, I’m confused here,” I told him honestly. “I make more…a hell of a lot more, if there’s no sexual relationship between us, just business correct?”

“In a way, yes. On paper at least. But in the second option, you will have considerably more perks so to speak. For one, you’ll find there is an option to move in here, so all of your needs, requirements, and expenses will be taken care of. You’ll have an entire private wing all to yourself, complete with a personal maid, driver, and even a chef, all of which will be on twenty-four hour call for you, should you ever require anything of them. Even if that is wanting or desiring a hot freshly baked cinnamon roll at three in the morning. That’s what they’re here for, and that’s what I pay them handsomely for in doing. Obviously, you’ll accompany me on certain trips, you’ll be in a position to see a lot more of the world, go to exotic places with me, entertain guest with me, go to premiers…that sort of thing. But as you will see upon reading both documents, I do have…and will require, absolute obedience, in whatever form that it takes. If you cannot, and will not agree to either one of those conditions or terms, then we part ways here tonight. And we will not speak or see one another again afterwards. And likewise, as already mentioned. The moment you break the terms in either one of those contractual agreements, then so too will our relationship come to an immediate end. As long as you understand that, and can accept it, then either one you choose, I look forward to working with you…or, being with you,” he then added.

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Dear Pen Pal, April 20, 2007

How are you? I am fine, well as good as it gets I guess.

Thought I would start by describing to you what I look like. I am 18year old, level III girl, 5’8, long legs, great abs and long red hair. Blue eyes with long lashes, tasty pink lips, and a killer smile. Not to sound consisted but I am a knock-out. I just wish someone else would notice. I am the least popular girl in this entire town. I have never had a date; I have never even had a guy wink at me. I am a straight A student who spends most of her time studying cleaning up the house, or working at my family’s business. But what my family don’t know about is my secret life in my room. I probably shouldn’t tell you about it, but since we will never meet and we will only be in contact through letters it should be ok.

I have my own business; they think I go to bed early every night. But really I stay up late and entertain the men online. I am quite popular online. I make thousands of dollars a night just lying on my bed, in sexy undies, and a vibrator. The guys really go wild for that sort of thing.

Do you have a website that you enjoy going to? Maybe I will give you a sample of mine someday. Unless you are not into that sort of thing, then I will just write to you and tell you about my normal activities.

Like today for example, I was in class and I got called to the principal’s office, I had no idea why he would want to see me, I have never gotten in trouble in school ever. But I went anyways; when I walked in she was sitting there looking at her computer with a grin. She told me to have a seat and to get comfortable because this could take a while. I wondered what she wanted. Then she turned her monitor around and she was on my website. I was in complete shock, “so shall I call your mother.” She said to me as she picked up the phone. “No, no there will be no need to call my mom.” I replied to her. We Türk porno ‘discussed’ some options to how she was going to punish me for this act. I can tell you about them in another letter if you want.

Hope to hear from you soon,

Janie

Dear Janie,April 28, 2007

Hi, my name is Paul and I would love to be your pen pal. Your life sounds very interesting and I would love to hear more about it. My life is pretty boring here and you are just what I need to boost it.

To answer your questions, I do enjoy the topic of your website, but I do not have a favourite, but yours could be my new favourite site if you are giving me a free sample.

Your description of yourself sounds beautiful, and sexy. I can’t imagine why you are not popular in your school. But I can understand why you would be popular online. I look forward to checking out your webpage.

So you got in trouble with the Principal, I hope she didn’t tell your mom that would be a shame.

Hope to hear how the meeting went, don’t leave anything out.

Cheers,

Paul

Dear Paul,April 30, 2007

I was very happy to receive your letter in the post. Since my last letter I have been seeing the principal on a regular basis. This is the only way she will let me off with what she found out. Every day after school I go to her office and she “punishes” me for her finding out about my web site. I don’t know if I should tell you about this, if someone read these I would probably be in more trouble. But you did ask so I guess I can trust that it will only be you reading this letter.

Well yesterday I went to her office; she had instructions left on her desk for me. I was to meet her in the detention room today. That scared me a little; I knew that other people would be there. When I walked in she looked at me and said,

“Janie Türkçe alt yazılı porno come to the front of the class please, I am teaching health class and I need a live model.” My stomach went to my throat. “Come on I need you to take off all of your clothes and lie on the desk with your legs spread facing the class.” I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I slowly walked to the front of the class and began to take off my clothes. I sat on the desk completely naked. “I told you to lie on the desk.” She snapped at me. I did as she asked, I was so embarrassed. She walked around me put on a glove and spreads open my vaginal lips, she started describing the parts of a vagina. “Would anyone like to come closer and take a look?” I sat up and said, “What? I don’t think so.”

She looked at the guy sitting in front of me, “can you please go around the desk and open the top drawer and pass out the things that are in there please?” He did as she asked. He passed out restraints, a ball gag, duct tape, and a blind fold. “Tie her arms and legs to the desk so she cannot move, gag her and then blindfold her please, you can pass me the tape.” She said to him. He did as she asked, while I was trying to squirm free, more guys from the class came up and helped him hold me down. They all stood around the front of me as she poked and prodded at my vagina I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. “Now boys who would like to feel it for yourself? I squirmed trying to get away. “stop it Janie” I felt a hand come across my ass. Suddenly I felt many hands all over my body. “I am going to step out of the class while you boys learn how to put on a condom and penetrate the vagina, if you try to penetrate and other holes please use lube, and be careful.” I heard her leave the room. Suddenly I felt something cold, it was the lube they were putting it on my ass. These boys were porno in Level II most of them had sex before and they knew all about this stuff because it was taught in grade 7. They were all in detention and this was her way of punishing me. What I didn’t know was that this was all feeding live to my website, and the money in the bank was crazy. Everyone was tuning in to see me get fucked everywhere. The boys started to fuck me; I could feel their swollen members inside of me. At one point there were 2 cocks inside of me at the same time. One guy started to press his cock against my ass hole, until he was inside me and fucking me hard.

This letter is getting pretty long, I’m sure you didn’t want this much detail.

I hope we talk soon, Janie!

p.s. my email is …

Janie, May 01, 2007

You sure did get in trouble, and you are amazing at describing what happened. But I would love to hear how it ended and if anything more happened since then. There is nothing must to tell you about here. Life is pretty dull. Thank you for the web site, now I don’t need you to describe the things that she broadcasts.

From what I have seen you have been a busy girl, lots of cock in you everywhere. You are becoming a real pro at sucking cock and you take it in the ass so beautifully. I could watch you all day. I noticed that you don’t do your regular stuff anymore. Think that maybe you could do a show for me some night maybe this Friday night at around 8 O’clock. I hope you say yes, I will be waiting.

Well I will tell you a bit about me, I am a geek, I don’t have many friends I spend most of my time in front of the computer, lately watching or waiting for you sorry if that sounds creepy but you are so hot and I love that I am able to write to you and get to know you personally. I am your typical geek, I have glasses, wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and I love everything tech. I am self employed kind of like yourself; I am a couple years older than you I am 24. I would love to meet you someday, maybe have coffee. I can fly out to meet you, maybe I can help you with this teacher problem you have. If I am being to forward please let me know and we will stick to pen pal well e-pal now.

I hope to hear back from you soon,

Paul

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It is almost a fortnight before we can meet up again. As I wait in the restaurant of the same hotel that we met in last time I wonder if your body has recovered. I certainly hope it has, you are going to need to be for what I have planned tonight.

A few minutes later you walk into the room. Its 8p.m. on Friday night and the restaurant is full of people so it takes you for a minute for you to find where I’m sat. Eventually, you walk over. Are you nervous I wonder? I told you that I was breaking you in slowly… maybe you should be. I stand and hug you.

‘How are you doing?’ I ask.

You smile a tad nervously. This is the first time we have met fully clothed and I am pleased to see you are wearing a skirt. Just like I asked you too. Maybe I will be kinder to you later… Probably not.

‘I have a present for you’ I continue. Reaching under the table I bring out a box. It looks like a miniature version of the thin rectangular boxes that expensive dresses are delivered in.

I had you the box.

‘You will need to go to the bathroom to open it.’ I can see intrigue in your expression. ‘Go on, I’ll get you a drink’ I add. Without questioning you stand and head towards the toilets. I smile as you walk away, maybe you are getting the hang of this.

Once you are inside the posh, gleaming white tiled bathroom you quickly move to lock yourself in the cubicle. You sit down on the toilet lid and slide the box open. Inside there is a skimpy pair of panties. Black, of course. With confusion you lift them out. They feel heavier than normal. Underneath the underwear in the bottom of the box is a hand written note.

Hello, nice to see you again. This is an unusual present I admit. Put these on and come back to join me. I expect you have a couple of questions but you must not talk from now until when I get you back to the room. In fact you must not make any noise at all throughout the meal. If I hear you I will squeeze your fingers with mine. Every time I squeeze your fingers is another time that Üvey porno you are going to be punished tonight. I will order for you and you will finish every drink that I buy you. As a way of showing me that you understand you will place your old panties in this box and hand the box to me when you sit back down.

You stand and lower your current underwear from under your skirt. The new pair feels awkward and strangely stiff but you pull them on anyway, wondering what I have in store for you. The panties dig in rub against your already slightly swollen opening, sending a gentle tingling sensation into the pit of your stomach. You place the old ones into the box and leave the room.

Walking back over to me you hand me the box. I smile and replace it under my seat. While you have been away a two huge glasses of white wine have been placed on the table. Remembering my rules you pick your glass up and take a large mouthful.

The silence is almost uncomfortable but the same time so alluring. You wonder what is going to happen to you tonight. I watch with an unwavering gaze, I want my hands running over your skin again, soon, I tell myself. I wonder if it is time to reveal some things to you. I am looking forward to it. I don’t think you realise what is going on yet.

As you drain the glass and replace it on the table I reach into my pocket. I wait until you lift your eyes to meet my stare before pressing down with my thumb. You jerk and twist slightly in your seat. I am impressed, you disguised it well. A small squeak escaped your lips though, not loud enough for anyone else in the bustling restaurant to hear but I heard. I reach forwards and gently squeeze your fingertips. One.

Your barely feel the pressure on your hand. You can hardly believe what just happened. The lumpy area on the panties I bought you, the area just below your clit had begun to vibrate. As I reached forward to touch your fingers it stopped again. You look back towards me, a mixture porno izle of shock and pleasure in your expression. I allow myself to smile innocently back at you.

I bring my hand back out of my pocket. In it is a small flat object that looks kind of like an iPod without the screen. I place it on the table in front of me where you can clearly see it. It has a slightly raised button in the centre. My smile broadens as I can see realisation dawning on your face. The button is linked to the tiny vibrator which is currently resting against your most sensitive area. When I press the button the buzzing begins. Casually I stretch out a finger and push the button.

At once the tiny vibrator springs back to life. It’s quite and above the noise of the restaurant you can hear nothing. But you can feel it. Wow you can feel it. As it hums away it feels as though the tip of my tongue is there between your legs, flicking up and down unbearably quickly. I release the button and the sensation subsides. All you can feel is the warm flush between your thighs. In a room crowded with people I have a remote to a vibrator resting just above your now wet entrance. I continue to smile sweetly at you.

The sensation wasn’t as shocking that time but a tiny gasp still escaped you. My fingers stretch for yours. Two. I pick up my untouched glass of wine and place it in front of you. I am not drinking, I want to be in complete control of what happens tonight. Content I force myself to stop staring at your beautiful, helpless eyes and pick up the menu. I need something to distract myself with while your inability to know when I will press the button next slowly tortures you.

I leave you for a while enjoying the fact that its worse for you not knowing when I’m going to flick the switch than when its actually on. Finally, I call the waiter over. When he is within five steps of us I push the button and hold it down.

‘Sir’ he says as he approaches the table. ‘Yes I’d like to order please’ I reply trying Asyalı porno to drag the conversation out as long as possible. Next to me I can feel your body totally tensed. The sensation between your legs is building quickly and you know that soon you need a release. You can hear me talking but you can’t make out the words. Finally, the waiter leaves and I remove my finger from the button.

You did extremely well, no noise at all… although I am a little disappointed. It doesn’t matter really though, I only need to have reason to punish you twice in order to fulfil what I have planned tonight. The waiter returns with a bottle of wine to refill both our glasses. I savour your expression as I push both of them towards you. I didn’t plan to get you this drunk but now it’s happening I am quite enjoying it. Food is served and I leave you alone to eat, occupying my mind with the couple of things that I have upstairs in the room for later on.

Once dinner is finished and the plates are cleared away it becomes impossible for me to focus on anything apart from the ever growing bulge in my boxers. I push the button one more time and hold it in. Your dulled senses from all of the alcohol mean that you don’t react straight away. But its there humming away, pushing you closer to the edge.

As I watch closely I can see sweat forming on your forehead and your breathing becoming slightly more pronounced. I keep holding it in, I know you are going to cum soon. I wait until I begin to feel your legs shake underneath the table before I switch the thing off. You look across at me with wide eyes. I can tell from your face you need to cum so badly that it hurts. Even here in front of all these people.

I don’t have a problem with that. Id happily make you scream in here until everyone was looking at you. That’s not why I turned it off. I turned it off because I want you to remember that for our brief meetings, for these quick snippets of our secret lives I am in complete control of you. It’s up to me whether you cum or not… whether I let you.

I lean across the table and kiss you briefly on the mouth. My hand finds yours. I squeeze your fingers. ‘Three’ I say. I stand up and move round to your side of the table. Taking your hand I lead your trembling legs from the room and towards the elevators.

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Blearily Matt opened his eyes as the sun shone in through the back door window. He looked down at the cute naked 13 year old sleeping next to him. Grinning he felt Ashley’s firm round buttocks pressing against his morning wood. He scrabbled around with his hand to find his cell phone and flipped it open. 7:14, he had time. Shifting his body down slightly Matt licked his fingers and inserted them between Ashley’s legs and into her cunt for lubrication. He then slipped his ready cock in place of his fingers, beginning the orgasmic grind. Despite the growing sensation in his lower area he noticed Ashley’s breathing getting faster. “Morning”
“Morniaaaahhh” she replied as a jolt of pleasure hit her.
Matt started shoving faster encouraged by Ashley’s continued moans. He could feel the climax coming and started pounding her cunt to match.
He started groaning himself and then,
“Matt wait”. That statement almost deflated him right away and he started slowing down,
“You how last night I swallowed your stuff?”
“Yeah?”
“Well it tasted kinda nice and I was hoping to try it again”
“Cum, you want me to cum in your mouth?”
“Yeah”
Matt lost no time in pulling out of her now soaking cunt and scrambling forwards out of the sleeping bag. Ashley smiled at him and made her own way out of the sleeping bag and onto her knees. Matt walked forwards and gripped her head, directing her head onto his hard member. After she started sucking she held onto his legs and bobbed her head back and forwards on his dick. Holding on as long as he could Matt decided to give his all into the next shot. “Fuuuuccccckkkk” he sighed as he burst inside her mouth. Ashley started to rear back for breath.
“Oh no you don’t, you wanted this” Matt said as he forced her head back. He kept his hands in place until he saw her start to swallow. As he let her go she pulled of gasping. To his delight as soon as she caught her breath she went back and cleaned up all the leftover cum, grinning as she licked her lips. Sitting down Matt reached again for his cellphone while putting his other hand around Ashley who had crawled up to cuddle with him. 7:45. “dam”, the others would be waking soon. Matt lifted Ashley up and layed her back on the mattress on the floor. Picking up her cotton panties he put her legs through the holes. He slid them down her legs until he reached her butt which he cupped and lifted up so he could get the panties up to her hips. Silently keçiören escort Ashley sat back up and raised her arms, allowing Matt to slip her night skirt over her. She then helped him slip on his tshirt and underwear, taking one last look before she did so. Standing up Matt pulled up his pants and picked up the sleeping bag.
“Come on lets get back, before people ask questions”. Ashley nodded and headed out the door. As they walked down the hallway Matt decided to take a risk and gave a quick slap to Ashley’s obvious butt, extracting a surprised squeal. She shot a look at him but couldn’t resist blushing when Matt smiled and shrugged at her. When they got to her room she quietly opened the door and looked inside before crawling into bed and feigning sleep. Matt closed the door and carried on to the semi lounge where luckily the other guys were asleep from watching the movie last night.

“Could everybody please gather in the main hall in 10 minutes as we will be leaving soon”. Everybody was going on a trip to a walkway some 20 minutes drive away.
Matt met up with Ashley walking down the hallway, “you ready?’’
“meh, its gona be boring”.
“No, that is your punishment for your behaviour”
“but everybody’s going’’
“everyone except you and me’’
Drawing closer Matt and Ashley glimpsed little Monica almost crying in front her mother Heather.
“don’t think I like this either, your stopping me from going as well”
Matt winked at Ashley and headed up to Heather leaving the room.
“Excuse me Heather but I couldn’t help overhearing”
“Oh yes sorry about that”
“no no that’s ok I was just wondering if you wanted me and Ashley to watch Monica while you go on the walk”
“are you sure? Oh that would be marvellous thank you”
“no problem’’.

“See ya later” Matt and Ashley waved as the cars started down the drive.
“so what you wana do” Ashley asked as they walked to check on Monica.
Matt opened the door to where Monica was lying on the bed red eyed, for some reason Matt took notice of Monica’s checkerd skirt riding quite far up her legs.’possible?’.
Closing the door Matt turned back to Ashley
“movie?”
“k”
Matt picked up ‘Death Race’ and slipped it into the Dvd slot. Turning around Matt saw Ashley had already layed back on the couch with her knees partway up. Matt made sure to sit down opposite her so that he could peep up her jean miniskirt.
Unfortunately küçükçekmece escort her legs were so close together he couldn’t see anything. As the starting credits came on Matt spun the other way around and lay his head on the couch, trying to get a better angle. Still no luck.
“So you been having fun?”
“yep”
“you wana try something new?”
“how many things are there”
“you can just make new things up, anyway you wana try?”
“ok”
“right now first things first, stand here in front of me”. Uncertainly Ashley stood up looking at him. With his eager hands Matt quickly unbuttoned her skirt to reveal her blue panties waiting underneath.
“ok you do the rest”. Ashley pushed her skirt down and stepped out of it, as she started on her shirt revealing a matching blue bra Matt tore his own shirt off. Pulling her back into his arms he managed to extract a surprised squeal and undid her bra clasp himself. As her bra fell of he turned her around and sat her on his knees. With a quick flick he stripped her panties of leaving a completely nude girl in his arms. Giggling she started to position her crotch over his and lower down, however before she could he gripped her and held her still.
“not this time”
“huh?”.
Matt lifted her back up slightly and moved her crotch forwards a tiny bit before lowering her other hole down on top of his proud cock.
There was instant opposition
“wait!, matt!, that’s my butt!”
“Yup, don’t worry it should fit”
“but…..”
Taking that as acceptance Matt finished lowering her small ass hole onto the tip of his cock and began to slowly insert,
“Oh god” it was so tight, unfortunately his arms were beginning to tire from holding Ashley so he picked her up and rolled her over to the side of the couch.
“what, done already?”
“na lets get a better position”
“ok so how do I do it?”
“Im pretty sure you go on all fours like a dog”
“Im not a dog”
“Oh really?” And with that he grabbed her again and wrestled her onto the ground face down.
“down girl” he insisted as he moved her body into position and divided her legs, when she continued to wriggle a bit he decided to try something he had seen on tv, he smacked her on the ass. Almost in shock Ashley stopped moving. Prepping himself up Matt started his entry.
As her ass was quite tight and he didn’t want to hurt her Matt entered slowly and only a small bit first before kurtköy escort pulling back, gradually he inserted more and more. In case Ashley wasn’t enjoying it as much as he was he started to finger her. He was a bit surprised to find her clit already soaking, ‘she was enjoying it’. With her tight round butthole squeezing on his cock he started to thrust deeper and faster, drawing moans from Ashley. He decided to leave her clit alone and moved both his hands up and around her breasts, rubbing the tits around. Inserting himself almost to the hilt Matt knew he wasn’t going to last long with all the pressure and started pushing faster and harder drawing cries from Ashley
“IM GONA CUM”. With that encouragement Matt plunged forwards one more time and released his load into Ashley’s small confine. He didn’t hear any response so he pulled out and rolled her over onto her back with her legs splayed up, going back to work with her pussy he fingered her quickly.
“aaaaahhhhh”, her legs twitched as orgasms shook her. With her cum pouring out Matt quickly bent down and lapped it up, sending more orgasms through Ashley.

Finally She lowered her legs and looked up at Matt smiling,
“We’ll have to do that one again sometime”. Matt lay back leaning against the couch, Ashley’s comment had stirred some life back into his proud soldier. Seeing the rise Ashley sat back up and leant forwards to give it a kiss.
“Oh hell yes, don’t you dare stop”. Obediently Ashley gave his member another kiss, then a lick, she made sure to circle the whole area before engulfing it all in her thirsty mouth. She was gaining experience and she now knew how to breathe through her noes so that no time was spent away from the cock. Sucking hard she started bobbing her head up and down under Matts guiding hands and let him force his cock further in. Matt watched Ashley’s head bob up and down making sure she took in more every time. Not so long after his last Matt knew he was about to blow his load and began forcing Ashley’s head faster and faster.
“here we go”. And with that he released, holding Ashley’s head still so that she took it all in. There was a bit of coughing but soon he saw her swallow and grin up at him.
Silently she crawled up onto him and lay with his arms wrapped around her bare ass still a bit red, in the sun they closed their eyes. After a minute or so Matt opened his eyes realising they had better pack up before everyone came back. What he saw however made his heart stop. There standing metres away was Monica silently staring with massive eyes.
“Shit” Matt thought.

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