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“Better mood now?”

“Butter mood now.” Eve Adams laughed as she and Christina Holly departed the diner. After an insane moment of both being licked from head to toe in the parking lot for a whole lot longer than they should have legally gotten away with both women were high on life. Five guys took turns lapping up maple syrup from their every pore. It was thrilling just to feel nothing but tongues. Sadly, however neither of them had any form of climax so their hormones were skyrocketing.

“You know you can talk to me about anything right?” Christina made it known as Eve headed South toward the grocery store. Christina normally shopped at a low-quality, low-price outlet like Aldi but not today. Eve had warned her that everything should change in her life going forward, even breaking old habits, older haunts. No more Shave-A-Lot. From here on it was Spread Eagles, Bald Eagles actually, that’s just what Eve called the store. Chris just called it Baldi’s.

“Goes both ways, Christina. Like I said I’m just re-examining my life is all.”

“We both are.”

“Exactly! We’re bad influences on one another.”

“I don’t think of it as bad. I have a blast hanging out with you.”

“Same here. Thing is, I can’t let Rosco know what I’ve been doing. I don’t want to hurt him; he treats me like a Queen.”

“Dixon used to, well, still does, I guess. This change in both of us will be a deciding factor. I know I love him, and don’t want to lose my home, but… did I show you this?” Christina pulls up the photograph he sent her of the engagement ring he held in his possession. Waiting until Eve paused at a stoplight to reveal it Eve dropped her jaw.

“He proposed?”

“If you can call it that. He didn’t really come right out and say it. It’s just a picture with the caption telling me to fight for it. I don’t want to fight Venus for it. She can have it honestly, I’m happy just being his girlfriend.”

“You all need to sit down and iron this contract out.” Eve shook her head resisting a giggle. “Bestie, you are in one hell of a corner. This Venus is probably feeling the same way.”

“Has Rosco ever proposed to you?”

“Not yet! Like you, I hope not. Once he does then it will hit home how much I’ve betrayed him the last two days alone.”

“Would you tell him no?”

“Y’know what? I’m going to head Rosco off at the pass before he ever gets that notion. When he gets back in town, I’m telling him I never want to be married. He either accepts that fact or I move in with you.” She laughs.

“Dixon would love that.” Chris smiled, “Three bitches in his bed. Only a one bedroom if you’ve noticed. Of course, you could sleep on the dining table you seemed right at home on it.”

“With my nails scraping the ceiling while I have my hands in my hair. Naaa! I’ll snuggle up with you when he’s on the road.”

“There’s always the back porch. He’s been trying to get me to unload my tanning bed.”

“See? There’s my bed.”

“Not very comfy, but okay.” Chris smirked, “I’m still coping with the thoughts of sleeping with Venus in our bed. I’m afraid I’ll roll over and crush her.”

“Oops! There goes the competition. Back to just you and Dixie.”

“She seems nice though, so I’ll give her a chance for Dixon.”

“Your decision.” Eve changes the subject, “I know those guys licked us thoroughly but dammit I still feel sticky from that syrup. My thighs are sticking together.”

“Makes for a good chastity belt.”

“Oh, that’s loooooooong gone. Sawed that bitch off when I was sixteen.” Eve cracked up, “There’s Bald Eagle’s. Quiet day it looks like, not many cars. I guess the Link cards must be running low.” Pulling into the store’s lot she actually gets a parking spot not far from the front door, only two cars next to her before the handicap zone. “I think this is the closest I’ve ever gotten. Normally I’m stuck in the boonies out there.”

“Yay! I’m only taking my debit card in. I don’t want an entire purse to bog me down.”

“You do have pockets in that flannel. The only two buttons still doing their job I might add.”

“I’ll button up once I get out. Just enough to cover my tummy though.” Chris snickers. “Seeing how slow it is right now you should do something bold like me?”

“How much bolder can I get?” Eve chuckles, “My shorts could probably fit Venus they’re so tight. My shirt gets waaaay too loose if I untie it, it will just sag. I want to look sexy not sloppy.”

“Fine! Let’s do this.” Christina takes the lead climbing out first and shutting her car door. Then buttoning her blue and black flannel shirt to mask her full-frontal exposure at minimal over her cunt and upper belly. Wanting her cleavage to swell she stopped at three buttons total in keeping her concealed. Tugging her hem down over her ass cheeks she hid her bouncy bottom pretty well as long as she didn’t bend over. Should she do that, it would mean twerk city until she pulled it back over her, the material clingy wherever it landed. Syrup residue was not her friend.

Joining her friend bitlis escort Eve as she got out and locked up her Charger, Chris paused to look Eve over. Eve scowled at Christina’s scrutiny. “Ugh! I’ll unbutton my shorts.”

“I can do it.” Chris eased in playfully and unbuttoned the redhead’s booty shorts as Eve moved her hands to her sides to make it look obvious to anyone spying. Feeling a warm kiss on her lower abdomen Eve shivered.

“Quit that! I’m horny as hell as it is after our sap dance.” Wagging her tongue along the very top of Eve’s red fox fur pubes Eve had to step back and fan herself. “Evil I say.” Christina in bending over displayed her large back property line as well. At the moment she didn’t have a care in the world. With Eve slipping away Chris stood up straight with her feet spread wide, shirt riding high on her cheeks.

Hearing carts rolling the girls both shot glances toward a young man in his early 20’s gathering outdoor carts left by patrons in the cart park. He was looking right at them chuckling and blushing. A thumbs up salute toward them Chris hopped up and turned at the same time. As her feet landed, she whipped up the front of her shirt and let him see her cunt. “Park that thumb here.” She blurted.

“Easy now Bombshell.” Eve reached around her and assisted in dragging the blonde’s shirt down over her thighs. “Let’s not get banned before we do your shopping.”

The boy pushing a string of seven carts walked backwards using his weight to slowly guide his train. With his back to the store, he grew perverted and whipped his dick out showing them the results of their actions. Eve busted up at the boy’s five-inch excuse for manhood. “Pretty big shoes to fill here Buddy.”

“I’m big!” Christina bubbled up, “No shoes, just flip flops.”

“See you inside.” The boy put his pecker away and turned to push his rattle drive home with a bellowing, “YEEHAW!” They were in Texas. However, he did just prove the state wrong. Not everything was big in Texas.

“Guys just can’t help themselves around hot chicks.” Eve giggled.

“As hot as these?” Chris reacts swiftly bending to pinch the redhead’s pubes before Eve could protect herself. After doing it and hearing Eve scream Christina took off running, her massive breasts darting from side to side in her panic style sprint. There was no holding them at bay either, her hands were free at her sides while laughing so hard.

“You witch!” Eve rubbed her pubes as if to say it’s alright my babies then took off after Christina. “You can’t keep your ass cheeks covered when you run.”

“I DON’T CARE!” Good enough for Eve. At the automatic doors Chris slowed up and pulled her shirt down to walk in properly without any fuss from those within sensing trouble. At the cart stable Christina met back up with the wrangler and nudged up against his shoulder. “Is he still hard?” A sudden caress of her hand over his crotch confirmed it. “We’re going to be mischievous. Want to join in?”

“Right behind Ya!” He actually stepped behind her and cautiously put his hands on her hips and dry humped her laughing over it. She pressed back against him giggling along with his bold move. “Just a heads up?” He whispered into her ear, “The cameras in this place are for show. They don’t even work.”

“Yay!”

“I’m Jason.”

“I’m horny.”

“Nice tan lines.” He noticed her forehead and the SLUT tantoo.

“Like this one?” She coyly hikes her shirt over her ass sharing the FUCK ME tan lines.

“In a heartbeat!” He grinned and rubbed her bare bottom.

“I’ll do it with you in the store if we can find a hiding spot.” She was on a mission. Eve joining them found Jason shifting gears to eye her flaming pubes peeking out of her unzipped shorts.

“Sexy as fuck.” Jason admitted.

“Don’t you dare pinch them.” Eve pivots and shares the cheeks of her ass hanging out of her tight threaded denims and leans forward, “You can pinch these though.” He did indeed, both cheeks at one time. He then slyly dry humped her just as he had Christina. “Down boy!”

“I’d love to go down on you.” He chuckled as Chris pulled her selected cart out and took the lead. “Cooler aisle in fifteen minutes. We need to wait until the manager Chuck goes into the warehouse to supervise deliveries.”

“I’ll be waiting.” Chris winked and shook her ass, not bothering to cover her lower cheeks afterward. Tagging along behind her Eve covered her up for safety, as they ran into employees stocking shelves. The customers scarce at first, Chris kept things restrained and actually shopped for what the list in her shirt pocket had on it. Unfolded and mentally checking off her items as found she lost track of Eve for a bit.

Retracing her steps she spotted Eve in the fresh produce area, a handsome young man putting out lettuce checking her out. Eve herself was being predictably evil and searching amongst a bin of cucumbers for what else but the biggest one in the batch. Christina smirked at reading her new best friend’s mind and pushed her bolu escort cart toward a rendezvous. She managed to park behind Eve without being noticed. The stud fiddling with lettuce nodded at seeing Chris join the smoking hot redhead, a nod met with a wagging tongue. The man just grinned and tried being cute in juggling lettuce and making a mess.

“Is he still watching?” Eve sensed Chris and tried not to look from her veggie wedgie.

“Yes.”

“Good!” A turn on her tennis shoes Eve stepped behind Chris and brought along a forearm sized cucumber with the girth circumference of a beer bottle. Reaching around the blond Eve placed the cucumber between Christina’s tits, “Here hold this.”

Chris simply crushed her breasts together using her biceps and let the lettuce lifter see Eve titty fuck Chris with the pickle penis. Chris giggled and made an expression that she was moaning. The lettuce guy dropped his jaw as well as one of his wrapped lettuces. Rolling away toward the girls it was clear he was going to need to go after it. Sitting his other icebergs aside he took the walk until less than three feet from Christina. Reaching down to pick up the lettuce he found Chris tugging her shirts hem upward and flashing him her stunning twat.

“Nice!” He winked as he stood tall facing them. “Now I’m glad I took this shift, the other veggie girl called in.”

“So are we.” Eve winked back, “You’re a cutie.”

“Clumsy but I’ll take that compliment. You saw me checking you out, didn’t you?”

“As if I wasn’t teasing you for five minutes.” Eve reclaimed the cucumber and stroked it in front of him. Seeing her unfastened shorts, the guy blushed. “This makes it seven minutes now. Hit on me or I’m going to think you’re too shy.” Eve was losing her modesty every second she stood there. Rosco who?

“Hit on you? Here?” He reluctantly looked around. Eve reacting to his worry stepped over and plucked his head of lettuce from his grasp and turned her back to him. “Lettuce move on then.” That was all it took, the man raced up to her and put his hands on her hips before nuzzling her creamy neckline. “You talked me into it.”

“Good! Lettuce put this in the cart.” She tossed it like a basketball shot then palmed the man’s right profile. “Is this all you’re going to do?” Chris stood back observing Eve flirt, pointers were always helpful. The man moved his hands from her hips to Eve’s abdomen and quickly slid fingers down into her bikini arena. A single fingertip rolling across her clit made her stiffen up and sigh, “That’s better Niceberg! Let my pussy heat melt your rough exterior.”

“Fuck you’re wet.” He panted. “Is it me melting or you?”

“Could be both of us.” She giggled. As he rubbed her pussy another employee rounded the end cap at the far end of the aisle, this time a middle-aged woman wearing a ballcap. Locating her surprise visit the man quickly behaved himself.

“Sorry! That’s my aunt.” Regardless he sniffed his fingers then licked the tips of her delicious flavor. “Damn you taste good.”

“Cooler aisle in ten minutes. Be there or I’ll never shop here again.” Eve razzed him.

“Why there?”

“Ask Jason.” Chris chimed in feigning as if licking the cucumber but not actually touching her tongue to it. The man chuckled at what he might be getting into but found his aunt looking their way.

“I’ll be there in nine. Let me finish stocking the lettuce and cabbage. That, and evading Aunt Ruth. Oh, hey, I’m Trent.”

“Saw the nametag, Fingertrent.” Eve played her words referring to his fingerprint. “Lick ya there.” She strutted away using the cart to disguise her opened denim shorts while she and Chris rolled by Ruth. The older woman said nothing as they passed, she was too busy opening cases of apples. Eve Adams found it in her namesake to grab one from Ruth’s supply. Biting into it after disappearing into the next aisle Eve spat out her bite and put the apple on a shelf. “Bleeech! There goes Eden.” Christina nearly peed, not a good thing to do when wearing no undies. Clean up in aisle 5 would be frightening.

Cart filling up over the course of five more rows, items that sounded good that weren’t on her list Chris was glad her debit card had lots of money on it. Customers were noticing their attire but, in most cases, they were covered up enough not to invite complaints. Baby in one cart made the ladies totally behave until out of range. Sad because the child’s father looked just like actor Tom Selleck during his Magnum PI days. Damned shame Tom Select was playing daddy daycare!

With time reaching that critical meeting point the girls noticed an older man with a clipboard all dressed up in a white shirt and tie, obviously the manager. Disappearing into the warehouse portion of the store the girls strolled down the cooler aisle. “I don’t see Jason.” Chris pouted at possibly being stood up. As they proceeded, they heard a glass door open and close twice, but nobody was around. A third opening they spotted a broomstick poking it from within the cooler. burdur escort “There he is. I think his woody got bigger.” Chris was trying hard to keep up with the banter.

Going to the door they found both Jason and Trent on the inside. Jason laughed as they strained behind the ice cream to get their attention. Eve holding the door peered in, “There’s Ben & Jerry.”

“Look to your left there’s a grey swinging door. Park your cart out of the way and go through the door without being seen.” Jason encouraged them. Chris in the lead with the cart scurried to the grey door, Eve right behind her. Making certain they weren’t seen entering, the girls met Trent at a thicker freezer door. Feeling the chill over their flesh the girls gnashed their teeth. Chris instantly unbuttoned and disrobed, marching up to push Trent back. Chuckling at her bold aggressiveness Trent found himself nudged until he was up against some plastic crates of milk. Eve shivering hard rubbed her forearms briskly then tapped on Christina’s shoulder.

“Uhhh? Your stud’s over there.” A point toward Jason with his pants down jerking off Chris smirked and abandoned Trent. Free of the Blond’s tits crushed against his chest Trent grinned at Eve.

“Keep me warm with that fire between your legs.” Trent jested and briskly rubbed his palms together.

“Friction baby.” Eve turned and slithered her denim shorts down over the most perfect ass Trent had ever seen. Immediately he knelt behind her and pried her cheeks wide, feasting on both her juicy cunt and her cute, puckered asshole. Moans circulating via steamy breath, at least her inner thighs were heated.

Chris dropped to her own knees and sucked on Jason’s cock, as he held up his shirt high enough to witness her throat thrusts. The boy sighed and exhaled a gust of warm release, “Hell, yes! At least my dick won’t get frostbite.” She used her teeth playfully from that point on. Dude loved it!

While the quartet fed on one another customers continually opened and closed the exterior glass doors in selecting frozen desserts and milk products. A number of them heard moans but couldn’t really see where it was coming from and simply thought it was the cooler humming.

While getting Jason nice and hard the Tom Selleck lookalike opened the glass door and grabbed a gallon of milk. Being nearby, Eve the redhead laughed as her hands held the milk trays. “Magnum up!” She blurted. Trent thought she meant him and stood up to dig into his wallet for a condom. Too funny! The mustached man outside merely winced at the sudden outburst and closed the door moving on. “Damn he could have parked his Lamborghini in my garage any day. Come back Throbbin’ Masters!” Eve rambled in thought then leered over her shoulder at Trent still searching his wallet. “HEY! Get busy back there. The store is called Baldi’s!” So much for a condom, Trent sat his wallet aside and fucked Eve from behind.

Joining them side by side Jason tapped Christina and fist bumped Trent in the process. The girls were getting loud, cumming hard at nearly the same time. With the doors remaining closed the noise level was blocked so the guys hit the ladies hard.

Eve with her laced up shirt still on found Trent running his hands up under her tethered divide, squeezing her tits hard as he closed in on a vicious nut. Hearing his guttural plan Eve pushed back into him in a seesaw effect that made Trent crazy. So crazy that one hand abandoned her breast and relocated up to pull her long red hair. “That’s it, Shy Boy! Hit that pussy.” She praised his efforts.

Not to be outdone Jason also snatched up Christina’s blond mane tugging her head back as his hips pounded her thighs relentlessly. While not a huge dick he was certainly getting the job done, she was squirting all over his cock. Slapping her ass like a rodeo star on a Brahma bull, once again Jason belted out, “YEEHAW!” then seconds later flooded her cunt with jizz.

Exhausted and growing icicles the guys pulled out and let the girls suck them dry before all got dressed and called the ice palace. Sweltering kisses just before opening the freezer door warmed them up for the short-term. Trent leading them out offered a coast was clear allowing the girls to reclaim their shopping cart. A thanks amongst frozen lovers Trent spotted his Aunt Ruth again and went theatrical.

“Ranch dressing is in aisle 4 with the condoms… condiments.” Ruth thought nothing of it.

“That’s what I still have on my list.” Chris giggled, “I need latex condiments.” It was indeed on her list as per Dixon Moretti’s orders. A swift departure the ladies abandoned their young men and finished their shopping. In the medicinal aisle Chris just cleaned out an entire row of ribbed Trojan’s, extra-large just in case. Eve invested in lube. Fruity flavors over mint.

“Imagine what the cashier is going to think when we drop all of these on the belt.” Chris lifted her shoulders giddily.

“We’ll just promote safe sex.”

Shoulder to shoulder they giggled all the way up to the checkout lanes. With only two lanes open they hurried in filling the rotating belt as their cashier an elderly African American woman named Gloria scanned everything in order of arrival. In reaching the prophylactic’s she paused and just bulged her eyes.

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Still the story ‘Tents, Trailers, Tits, Condos, and Cunts.’

Finally we near the end. Now the condo games.

CUM TO THE CONDO

Game 20 Ch 30

We’d driven the motor home towing our Chevy Malibu back up to the State Park. This would most likely been Friday afternoon. We were going to visit Hank, Helen, and some of the boys again.

After arriving at their house later, Helen surprised us by telling us we could stay as long as we wanted in a remodeled condo not far from Lake Michigan, yet not close enough to see it. Hank joked and told us what we’d be doing we wouldn’t have time to look at the lake anyway.

New owners had bought the condominium and about half of the units had been remodeled, sold, and occupied. Helen’s real estate company was selling the other units. The good part was there were two units to be loaned free to potential buyers to stay in for up to two weeks. We became potential buyers!

But the condo wouldn’t be ready until Wednesday. We spent the weekend and the first two nights of the next week camping in our RV and relaxing at the beach. Only Hank and Helen knew we were there. It was nice getting back to normal.

We walked down kahramanmaraş escort to the small dunes, sunbathed nude, got a few photos of Dollie in the ‘blow out’s with horny men posing while holding her titties. Of course few men just ‘HOLD’ titties so Dollie was enjoying her newest photo shoots.

We actually got sunburned for a change and even took a few short walks part way down the narrow trail at the north park boundary. We’d take rides just over the Wisconsin line, letting Dollie flash and go topless to tease tourists and the locals.

Other times we’d go out to eat and take rides, go to the beach, and even play some tit flashing photo shoots. When I saw a finger fucking game about to happen I’d make up a story and we’d leave the area. Tuesday was here in no time.

We got the condo key on Tuesday. We visited Hank and Helen early that evening and may have gone out to eat together. After we got up Wednesday morning, we moved our RV to Hank’s place to park it. This vacation was looking more normal all the time.

We brought our small amount of groceries to the condo and shopped for more plus lots of snacks, beer, kastamonu escort and soda for the boys. Cell phones sure would have made life easier back then. But there were pay phones on many corners and in front of most stores. Lucky for us the condo phone was working shortly after we moved in.

I believe Hank’s and Mikey’s numbers were the only ones we had. After moving in, we explained the good news to Mikey about Helen asking us to stay at a condo. I gave Mikey the address and told him to have the others call us.

Since these kids were normal horny young boys they soon all called. Plans were made for meeting with one, two, and a few times three of them. We didn’t want them all there at once. While the strip club gave us some security, being alone with more than two strangers of any age worried us. Right from the start, we’d decided our RV’s were off limits for any encounters.

We found that most of the boys had girlfriends now but only one was getting any fucking or fingering. They each told Dollie over the phone they still needed her pussy and tits. That only made her hotter.

I’m thinking on Wednesday two of the kayseri escort boys, Al and Joe, were coming over to the condo at maybe 5Pm or so. So we took advantage of the time and went to the strip club just to watch the dancers and visit with the few we’d gotten to meet… and almost meat!

Most of the next week and a half were spent either playing games or waiting for someone to show up for games. We lined up more orgies and meetings with Hank and Helen. So far, everyone obeyed our no-fucking rule.

May as well set the scene. Since we were inside a private residence and never left sometimes for days, I was either naked or wearing only short shorts. I’d put on my shorts when the boys arrived.

Sadly Dollie now wore her narrow girdle type/ garter belt thing, nothing more, to cover a nasty tummy scar. But these were lacy sexy things of various colors. Sometimes she’d add fishnet stockings. This left her exposed, sexy looking, and ready.

Strippers and pin-up girls were never fully nude, at least to start. The boys never asked questions anymore. Her young boy friends rarely removed their clothes, unless Dollie begged them. She rarely did that for her own piece of mind. After all a covered cock is a safe cock!

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Condo Game

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Wednesday and Thursday were sort of uneventful finger fucking days with one or two of the boys, some maybe in the morning, then another in the evening. Not boring when it happened, but nothing special to write about.

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We are a mid-fifties couple that enjoys engaging in some scenarios that allow us to express our voyeuristic and exhibitionistic sides. One of these particular scenarios takes place on the roadway. My wife and I enjoy it when she exposes herself to some unsuspecting truckers along their travels on the Long Island Expressway in New York. The playtime usually starts out by her wearing very sheer see-thru clothes, most likely a short robe and taking the passenger seat of our car. Our first stop is a full service gas station to fuel up.

When we pull up to the station she has already reclined the seat a little and the robe is barely covering her breasts. It would be very obvious to the attendant that she is basically nude underneath, he gets a good look at her long sexy legs and I know that he dying to peer what is under the robe. While he is gassing us up, she begins to open her robe slightly just enough to show the outline of her nipples. Her other hand slides underneath the fabric and she begins to cup her breast. I could see the attendant through the side view mirror, and I am watching him strain look at her and catch a glimpse of her breasts. I tell her that he is watching and she then lets one breast fully escape from the robe and she begins to pinch her nipple. I hear him replace the gas cap and close up the tank, she covers up a little, her nipple hatay escort is still exposed and still very visible to anyone looking inside the car.

The attendant comes to get paid he tries in vain not to stare and I ask him to clean all the windows on the car. He replies with a resounding “yes sir” and big grin. She then begins to rub her pussy under the robe; all the while she is opening the robe and her legs ever so slightly with every stroke. By the time he reaches the windshield he has got a direct unhindered view of her neatly trimmed pussy while she continues to rub and stroke her clit. As he approaches my window to get paid I had her turn her pussy towards the driver’s side window and spread her lips with her fingers so he could get a really good view. I asked him what he thought of her, and he smiled but could not answer. We pay the poor man and leave I notice him call over the other attendant to tell him what had just transpired We now continue our show to the expressway.

Upon entering the expressway we usually spot a few trucks up ahead of us and she fully reclines the seat. I have her remove her robe completely and she is lying on the seat fully naked and aroused. I look for a truck with a sleeper cab and out of state plates that is traveling in the center lane. I pull along side the truck while I am ığdır escort in the left lane so the driver has an unobstructed view of my beautiful naked wife seated in the car next to him. She begins to rub her pussy and tits, running her fingers along her slit and pinching her nipples. The driver usually hits the horn and keeps perfect pace with us. She puts her feet on the dashboard and lifts her hips and naked pussy upward so he gets a great look at her pussy. While he has a perfect view of her pussy she takes her hands and spreads her lips exposing herself even more.

She then takes out a couple of her favorite toys and inserts one into her ass, one in her pussy and the other in her mouth. I take hold of the dildo in her pussy and begin feverishly fucking her for this trucker. She continues to fuck her ass and suck on the other dildos. Her hips are meeting my every thrust and she sucks the dildo down her throat to the latex balls. Within a few minutes of this blissful fucking she usually explodes on the dildo in her pussy and her ass.

She continues to suck on the other dildo and rub her wet pussy. Then she raises her seat, puts her head in my lap and begins to give me head while I continue driving. She takes my hard cock into her very wet and hot mouth and licks my staff and balls. While she is blowing me she positions ısparta escort her hips and ass up close to the side passenger window so they are plainly visible to the trucker or anyone next to us for that matter. After a couple of exits I explode in her mouth and she swallows most of my cum. She then sits up and places a nipple near my mouth for me to lick, suck and bite. She sits back in her seat, reclines and continues to allow the driver to see her body.

I noticed that the next exit is just ahead and the trucker flashes his signal intending to exit the Expressway so I decided to follow the trucker off the Expressway. This next part would be a first for us but there was just so much electricity in the air we decided to give it a try. I can see that he noticed that we followed him off of the expressway and he stops at the next streetlight. Once there we pull our car along the driver’s side of his rig, so he may watch my wife as she continues to lightly and gently play with her pussy and tits. I can easily see the driver from the sunroof and I can see that his eyes are fixed on my beautiful naked wife. After a few moments I lowered her window and had her elevate her hips so he can get a really good look at her body. I inquired if he was enjoying the show? He responded with a very firm “Yes, Sir… I sure did.” After the light cycled for the second time we figured it was time to leave. He politely thanked us again and made a right turn, while we went straight ahead. He continued sounding his horn for a few minutes in honor of my beautiful wife and her exciting demonstration that expressed her appreciation of America’s truckers.

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I slowly undress in front of the mirror, imagining you are watching me, knowing you have hidden cameras filming me. Standing naked, I take the electric razor and begin to shave. First, my head until it is smooth and bare. Next, I prop my left foot on the counter, exposing myself to the mirror, and shave my leg. I switch legs and shave the right one. Then I place my hand mirror, magnifying side up, on a chair and straddle it so I can see my pubis. I shave carefully, pulling my labia taut so as not to catch any skin in the razor. I can see myself growing wet with my efforts. I set down the razor and run my hands over my entire body, watching myself in the mirror, imagining your hands on me, making sure no spot is left unshaved. I remove a pouch containing the toys you have bought for me from one of the vanity drawers and place it on the counter. Opening the pouch, I remove a bottle of lubricant and put a small amount on the fingers of my left hand. I rub a little around my anus, slipping in first one, then another finger, lubricating the opening and stretching it slightly. I kahramanmaraş escort remove my fingers and take my anal plug from the pouch. I lubricate it well, then slide it in place, feeling my muscles clamp down around it, enjoying the sensation of fullness it gives me, imagining it is your cock. Wiping my hands off on a towel, I then take the towel and brush it across my nipples, enjoying the roughness of the material. I put the towel down and run my fingers around my nipples, teasing them, and then tugging them slightly. When they are aroused and erect, I pull the nipple clamps with the heavy silver chain out of the pouch and attach them to my nipples, top to bottom instead of side to side, tugging on the chain to make sure they are tight. When I drop the chain, it twists and pulls my nipples at the same time. I look in the mirror again and take a hard dildo from the pouch. I am ready.

I step into the shower, setting the dildo on a shelf inset into the shower wall, and turn the water on as cool as I can stand it, letting it kastamonu escort trickle over my breasts, feeling it stimulate my sensitive nipples. I wash my head first and rinse my body. Then I bend my knees slightly and place my ass against the wall of the shower, pushing so the end of the anal plug suctions to the wall. I detach the showerhead and set it to power jet, holding it with my right hand. I lean forward and brace my left hand against the opposite wall. The heavy chain connecting the clamps swings, pulling and twisting my nipples. I move the pulsing water across my nipples and slowly down to my center. I aim the jet of water directly at my clitoris and begin to rock my self, moving on and off the anal plug so it fucks my ass. My rhythm is slow at first, almost tortuous. Then I begin to pick up my pace, feeling the anal plug moving in and out of my ass, my nipples straining against the clamps, my clit swelling and growing harder. It does not take long before I feel myself reaching orgasm, but I do not want to cum yet.

I move kayseri escort the water jet back up to my breasts and turn the water as hot as I can take. My breath hisses as it hits my sensitive nipples. I move the water jet over my body, feeling the sensation the change in temperature causes. Slowly, I take it back to my clitoris. Taking the dildo off the shelf on the shower wall, I slide it in my aching pussy, feeling the increased pressure of having something in both my pussy and my ass. I begin working my hips against the anal plug again, coordinating my movements with the dildo and the water. Moving faster, harder, pushing myself toward the climax. I begin to shudder as I reach the peak, my body convulsing, my muscles tensing around the anal plug and the dildo, my breasts straining at the clamps. I cry out as I cum. I push my hips hard against the anal plug and shove the dildo in my pussy as far as it will go, prolonging the orgasm as long as I can. My arms drop weakly, letting the dildo and the showerhead fall. I slide off the anal plug. My knees give way and I slowly collapse to the shower floor, gasping in ecstasy…………

You rise and turn off the monitor. Locking the office door behind you, you slowly walk up the stairs. You come into our bedroom and enter out bath. You open the shower door, turning off the water, and, wrapping me in a warm towel, carry me to our bed…

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My name is Susie. I am 18 and have just graduated from high school. My boyfriend, Corey, is 20 and a student at Caltech.

When I met Corey’s friends, none of them had girlfriends and all acted like they wanted to meet girls but were really shy with them. I devised a plan to get them less shy around girls. The first part of my plan was to show myself naked to them so they were familiar with a girl’s body and perhaps would not be so intimidated.

Corey’s parents were divorced and his father lived in a mansion with a pool and guest house. At Corey’s request he had offered the guest house to us as a ‘trysting place’ unless he needed it for business guests (which was almost never). Despite his reluctance, Corey arranged with his father for us to use the guest house and pool for a party in order to carry out my plan.

Exposure

I introduced the idea to the “fly guys”, a group of Corey’s friends who built and flew RC airplanes. While working on their large B-17 model I said, “I had a thought. Will you promise to keep a secret?”

They all agreed and I proceeded, “I think you guys need to better understand sex and in particular, a girl’s sex parts. I suspect you have only seen pictures.”

They had stopped their work and were staring at me speechless, I went on, “I propose we get together next week and Corey and I will show you what a girl’s sex organs really look like and answer questions. You would need to keep it quiet. What do you think?”

A couple of the guys seemed reluctant but the others were enthusiastic. I said, “OK, we will meet with any who want to come Saturday after next. We will meet at the hobby shop and tell you how to get where we are going then.”

Corey also contacted a few mutual friends who were not “fly guys” and Saturday we all drove over to the Guest House. Corey introduced them to the gate guard and got them through.

About 11 boys showed up along with one girl, Sally. Sally was tall and real thin, not particular attractive nor with much of a figure. She had some traits that, I guess, might make her sexy to some guys. She occasionally dated some guys but seemed to be the female equivalent of many of Corey’s guy friends.

When we went in Corey told them all to wash their hands thoroughly.

I used one of the chairs in the living room. I put a towel on the chair and invited them all to sit around it on the floor. “Don’t worry, we’ll give everyone a close look,” I said.

I began to slowly, and perhaps a bit sensuously, remove my clothes. After taking off my bra I invited them each to come and feel. My breasts are small and conical in shape but my nipples were huge and hard as a rock.

Once I was completely naked I sat in the chair, raised my knees to my chest and separated my legs. I could feel the stares warming my genitals. “Okay, Corey,” I said.

Corey came over and began by pointing out my labia major. “Susan’s are nice and large, they completely hide the minor labia and other organs. Large ones like hers are soft and pliable. Come up and feel them. Notice that her pubic hair is also soft.”

Then he spread my labia major and showed them my labia minor. He separated those and pointed out my clitoris and urethra and the entrance to my vagina. “You may all individually come up and feel these parts.”

I added, “Feel free to feel inside my vagina.”

Corey added, “just inside the entrance to the front of the vagina you can feel a rougher area. That’s where the so-called G-spot is located.”

Sally stood up and asked, “Can I show mine too, Corey?”

Corey hesitated. I thought and said, “Sally, can you wait until Corey and I am finished. Then I will help you show your sexual organs to the boys. Is that okay with everyone?”

All the boys said, “Yes!”

Sally said, “I guess so.” She sat down and I watched her massaging her crotch.

The boys politely felt me and felt inside. Sally joined in and seemed just as interested. She continued rubbing her crotch out of arousal. When they were done Corey talked about the G-spot and demonstrated how when you touched the proper spot my eyes watered. “Every girl is different in her reaction. If you want to really please her you need to be sensitive to her reactions.”

“And listen to what she tells you,” I added.

Corey then took the speculum I had obtained from my doctor, inserted it and spread my vagina. “Here is a flashlight, you can look inside and see the conical mound that is her cervix. The tiny hole at the tip is the entrance into her uterus. It’s not too hard to imagine microscopic sperm getting in but remember, babies come out through that. You may have heard about ‘dilation’ during birth. ‘Dilation’ is how much the cervical opening has expanded.”

Sally

After he finished he removed the speculum and I got up and asked, “Sally, do you want to come up now?”

She got up slowly and came to the front.

Corey asked everyone to wash their hands again and as they were doing that eskişehir escort I whispered, ” Sally are you a virgin? “

“Why?” she asked in a responding whisper.

“I want to know if you have an intact hymen for the boys to see,” I said.

“No, Susie,” she replied in an exasperated tone, “I have had penises inside me before. Two of them are here.”

“Okay,” I whispered in response, ignoring her tone, “I was hoping to show them a hymen.”

When everyone returned Sally removed her top and bra revealing very small but perfectly formed breasts with large, dark aureoles and large, very hard nipples. She moved among the boys letting them feel her. I could see she was getting really turned on and suspected that she wanted to do this just to feel the boys hands on her.

When she returned I asked her, “are you ready for this?”

“Oh, yes! More than ready!” she replied.

She removed her jeans and panties. She had a very slight waist and almost no hips or butt. Her legs were so thin I thought she might be anorexic. She had a heavy patch of dark brown pubic hair. I felt it and said, “You notice that Sally has a lot of pubic hair and it is not so fine as mine but still soft.”

Her major labia was plainly visible between her thin legs and I could see the minor labia hanging out below. I pointed this out to the boys before she sat down and separated her legs as I had done. I invited them all to come forward and feel her. She was clearly enjoying every touch.

Then I asked her to separate her major labia. I pointed out her minor labia and a very prominent clitoris both of which were swollen with arousal. “Notice that Sally has a very prominent clitoris that is quite hard right now from all the touching you guys are doing. Please take it easy as you come up and feel it, I expect it is very sensitive.”

Near the end of the guys feeling her I noticed that she was breathing heavily and making little moans with each touch. “Are you okay?” I asked her in a whisper. ” You look like you’re about to orgasm. “

“I think I am,” she responded, “I won’t mind if I do.”

“Should I tell everyone that it might happen while they are feeling inside?” I asked.

“I don’t know, do what You think is best,” she replied.

I noticed that her labia had swollen even more and told everyone, “You can tell Sally is getting aroused by the way her labia are swelling and pulling apart. You can see her vaginal opening now without anyone holding it open. Okay, Sally can you spread your inner lips to reveal your vagina more completely?”

She obliged. Her vaginal opening was very round and visible. I felt briefly inside to locate her G-spot. “I need someone to determine Sally’s G-spot sensitivity.” All the boys raised their hands and I chose Sunil.

“Sunil put your finger inside and stroke the rougher area very gently while we watch for signs.” I told him

He had barely put his finger in when Sally gasped. “I think maybe she is so aroused already that no fine tuning is necessary,” I told everybody. “I think that while we are feeling her vagina and G-spot there is a good chance she will orgasm. What do you think, Sally?”

“I think so too,” she said.

“Okay, please feel inside gently and we can all watch for signs of her orgasm.”

She was gasping every time one of the boys put his finger inside or moved it around. The third boy said, “Hey, I can feel her cervix in there. We didn’t know about that when we felt inside you, Susie. Can I feel yours?”

I thought a bit and decided that would be okay so I got another chair and spread my legs again. I invited the three boys who had already felt inside Sally to feel me again and then everyone felt me after feeling Sally.

A couple of boys later Sally suddenly made a big gasp and let out her breath in a loud “Aahh!” The boy who had his finger inside yelped. “It’s squirming and squeezing in there!” he said.

“She is having an orgasm,” I said, getting up. “Notice her tummy squeezing and throbbing too. Come feel it.”

The boys gathered around and most managed to put their hand on her tummy as it was spasming. A few felt her twitching vagina. The general consensus was, “Cooool!”

Once her orgasm died down, the remainder of the boys had their chance to feel inside us. Sally still gasped as they felt inside and she had another short vaginal spasm. Her reaction started getting me excited too as they pushed in to feel my cervix but I didn’t orgasm.

“Do you want me to show them your cervix with the speculum?” I asked her.

“Yes, please,” she said, so I inserted it and spread her vagina. She gasped again as I inserted it.

“I hope you enjoyed the demonstration,” I said after all the guys had their look. I could see they had. I continued, “Well, you’ve all seen me and Sally pretty intimately so now I think it’s your turn.”

They looked at each other.

“Could you all get undressed so we can check you out gaziantep escort too?” I asked in my sexiest voice.

Corey knew what was coming and was already stripped naked. “You heard the lady, it’s only fair,” he said with a laugh.

Some reluctantly, some eagerly, some in between, all the boys took off their clothes. “Underpants too!” I said to three who were holding back. All of them were hard and their penises stood out from their bodies.

When all were naked, Four or five had their hands covering themselves. I told them, “You should all be proud of your bodies. including your genitals. Be proud, let it hang out.” I went pulled a couple of hands apart. “This part of your body can bring a lot of pleasure and happiness to you and to some woman. Not only can it give pleasure but it can result in new life — a baby who will grow into an adult. The ability to participate in making a new life is something to be proud of but also something to be taken seriously. None of you should use this wonderful part of your body,” I jiggled a couple of them, “without considering the other person sharing it with you and both of you must be aware of the new life which is the potential result. If you are not considering each other and the new life then you should keep it zipped up!”

Phallic Forest

I looked around at them. There wasn’t a ‘ripped’ body or a set of good abs in the bunch. Oh, there were a variety of body shapes and sizes but I don’t think many of them had ever seen the inside of a gym since high school. There was also a remarkable lack of tanning if you don’t count Sunil, a hispanic, an African Americans and two Asians whose darker skin didn’t come from the sun or a tanning booth.

But skinny, fat, tubby, lean, short and tall I didn’t really notice. My eyes were drawn to the variety of penises on display. Besides Corey’s huge cock I had seen the ten or so guys that four of my friends and I had sex with four, (or was it five?) months ago. That had been my first time and all that impressed me then was how hard and round they were. I had noticed some variation, like circumcision, but that was only because one of the other girls had brought my attention to it.

This time I looked around and admired the forest of penises in its full variety.

All seemed fully erect sticking out from their owners body at around a 30 degree angle, but there were variations in that too. One seemed to stick directly forward at 90 degrees and another was almost vertical.

The lengths varied from only about five inches to eight or nine, excluding Corey’s almost foot long ‘beast’. Most seemed to be about six or seven inches long. Most were maybe an inch or a little more in diameter with some a bit smaller or larger, again excluding Corey’s almost three inch in diameter monster.

Again, excepting Corey, the width and length didn’t necessarily go together. The short five incher on an Asian, Sammy Lee, was the widest, “short and stout,” I thought as I looked at it. It was also the one which stuck directly out from his body. His testicles were a match to the width, looking to be the size of eggs.

The testicles seemed to range in size too, from Sammy’s which looked bigger than Corey’s to some which looked to be only the size of large grapes. Corey’s testicles retract all the way into his abdomen when he is excited but only a couple of these did. Most seemed to be pulled up against their body but not inside. I was guessing since when Corey is not excited his testicles hang way down in the scrotum a couple of inches below his penis. It’s kind of hard to tell testicle size just by looking.

I couldn’t help myself, “do you mind if we feel you?” I asked the group.

“Susie!” Corey whispered to me. I guess in an attempt to keep me from doing it. I ignored him.

I went around feeling the guys hardened cocks and checking out the size of their balls. When the balls were up in their abdomen I gently pushed them out to feel them. Their sizes didn’t really vary a lot. the ones I thought were the size of grapes turned out to be larger, one had been up in the owners abdomen and only one was where I could see it.

The variety in shapes also caught my interest. Most were straight but some curved upward or downward.

Howard had an eight or nine incher which was average in diameter. It curved upward so the tip pointed directly at the ceiling even though it emerged from his body at the usual angle.

Jared’s emerged from his body almost vertically and curved so the tip was touching his body.

Dominik’s curved down so its tip pointed almost directly away from him. The tip was round and bulbous.

The tips of most of them were the usual horizontally rounded and vertically wedge shaped and about the width of the shaft. Howard’s and another were much more conical in all directions. Howard’s tip was also slightly smaller in diameter than usual. His shaft became sharply smaller in diameter giresun escort at the base of the tip.

The most unusual was Elliot’s. It was seven to eight inches long but the smallest in diameter, maybe only 3/4 of an inch. It was straight and hard as a rock ending in a tip that was maybe an inch and a quarter in diameter so there was a quarter of an inch rise from the shaft to the tip. The tip was the usual shape but appeared to be a bright red.

The tip of Corey’s penis is a soft pink when he isn’t excited and acquires a slight lavender tint when it’s fully erect. Most of these were pinker when erect and I noticed the majority of them had a lavender tint around the edge. Dominik’s was a deep purple looking like a half of a round purple ball perched, slightly off center on the end of his shaft. I wondered if that was just due to a high level of excitement or was usually like that.

I was struck by the coloring of Charles’ cock, the African American. The shaft was the light chocolate of the rest of his body but then suddenly became a light pink up to the base of the tip which was a slight brownish pink rather than lavender. I imagined that if he still had his foreskin it would be chocolate on the outside and pink on the inside. “Are they all like that?” I wondered.

Sunil was uncircumcised and when I got to him I asked if I could roll back his foreskin. He agreed and I checked. It was the dark tan of the rest of his body on the outside and the inside was a lighter tan, but not pink.

That only begins to describe the variety. As I went around I noticed all were extremely hard with softer tips, excepting the purple ones and Elliot’s which had a hard tip too. Almost all of them had drops of pre-cum. I checked out the slight variations in the pee-holes from round to the usual vertical slits in sizes from an eighth to a quarter of an inch. One actually had a small horizontal hole. I finished with each by licking off the pre-cum and kissing every one. I don’t care for the taste of semen but ‘pre-cum’ has a nice salty flavor without the musty flavor of semen. One had a very sweet tasting pre-cum. I wondered what his semen would taste like.

Sally followed me around, feeling them after me and ‘deep throating’ each rather than being satisfied with a kiss. When I reached Elliot, I couldn’t resist sucking that red tip all the way into my mouth and running my tongue around the broad edge. Elliot must have been really excited because as I gave the tip a lick before pulling my mouth away he jerked and a wad of semen squirted into my mouth. I jerked away out of surprise. My hand was below my mouth and semen dripped into the palm.

Sally said, “I’ll get that.” and quickly moved her mouth to Elliot’s cock. She sucked him dry as a look of ecstasy came over his face. There wasn’t a drop of semen left when she finished and his cock began to shrink, the tip becoming a soft pink. When flaccid the tip was no different in diameter from the rest of his penis.

I licked my palm off. Elliot’s semen had an unusually good flavor, slightly sweet along with the usual saltiness and with some kind of spicy flavor instead of the usual mustiness. Later, Sally called it “nutty” but I don’t agree, more like pumpkin.

After feeling them all up I went to the sliding glass door, opened it and announced, “Skinny dipping!”

Skinny Dipping

Marianne was sitting out there and a couple of the boys said, “Corey’s mom is out there.”

Corey said, “That’s not my mom, she’s my dad’s girlfriend and won’t mind. Come and meet her.”

Everyone followed him out.

Marianne saw them and shouted, “Skinny dipping huh? It’s a great day for it.”

Corey led them over and introduced them, “Marianne, these are my friends.” He brought each one forward and Marianne shook their hand.

I said, “Marianne, I think they are a bit shy. Why aren’t you sun-bathing in the nude like you often do? They might feel more comfortable.

“That’s a good idea!” she said and removed her top.

She jiggled her big boobs, “Like ’em boys?” She laughed, removed her skimpy bikini bottom and sat back on the lounge with her legs slightly separated so the boys could get a look at her bald twat.

As they went to the pool, several of them kept looking back at her. “I’ve still got it,” she whispered to me.

“Yes you do!” I told her.

We splashed and played water basketball and laughed. When we finally got out, all of the penises were relaxed and so were the boys. I caught most of them taking looks at Marianne and at me but I felt they were at least a lot more comfortable with the idea of being naked around women and with naked women being near them. I hoped this would make them a bit more comfortable with clothed women. Sally got a lot of attention. I think she was letting the boys insert their penises in her underwater. They were certainly allowing her a lot of touching and feeling and clearly doing some of their own.

Corey took me aside and told me, “Susan, I don’t think that was a good idea for you and Sally to go around and give blow jobs to everyone.”

“Corey, They weren’t ‘blow jobs,’ well, maybe Sally’s were close and she definitely gave Elliot one, but mine weren’t.” “Except, maybe, for Elliot,” I added to myself without speaking.

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When I didn’t feel like masturbating anymore because my neighbour or Jane was emptying my balls, I decided it was time to change that. I started looking for a girlfriend and, thanks to the internet, I came across my old friend Monika.

I didn’t once mention to her that I lived in a house where I had rules, such as cumming in a cup or fucking a neighbour.

Monica was a little worried that I wouldn’t be comfortable in bed with her because she was postpartum, but it turned out that there was no problem here. In the past, girls have sometimes complained about my size. Monica was afraid that giving birth might have stretched her pussy too much. It turned out that there was no problem and she could still feel the stretch when I pushed my cock into her pussy.

On the last day of the year, I decided it was time to put an end to this permanent masturbation and playdates. I got in my car and drove somewhere on the motorway, got out at some roadside car park and walked to a knoll behind which were farmland. There I left my box with all my erotic toys and went home. A month later, I was already renting another flat, where I was preparing for my new girlfriend’s move.

During the move, a neighbour noticed all this and said she also wanted to see if I was going to live in a good place. I showed her the empty flat, where the only thing there was of furniture at the time was in the kitchen, and in the bathroom.

“Don’t you have any bed on which to fuck your new damsel?” My neighbour asked me as she went around the whole flat.

I told her that I would have a thick mattress soon. She didn’t think too long and took off her dress, under which she had neither panties nor bra. She said to me:

“So bye bye fuck your neighbour the way you wish, because once I’m out of here you won’t have the opportunity to bayburt escort slip your cock into any of my holes.”

I didn’t actually want to touch her in any way with my penis anymore, but she noticed, on my trousers, a small bulge. She walked over to me and shamelessly unzipped my zipper, then started massaging my penis with her hand. Within a few of her movements my cock was completely rigid.

“Come into the kitchen.” I suggested, after which we went into the kitchen. She braced herself with her tits against the table top and lifted her dress higher, thus exposing her naked ass. I, without any forethought, packed my cock firmly in her pussy and began to fuck her fast and violently. After a couple of dozen strokes I landed in her asshole and started to fuck her anus in the same way. Before I climaxed I said I think I was going to gush inside her. She turned around and knelt in front of me and my cock landed in her mouth deep to the root. The neighbour was sucking my cock more intensely and kneading my balls with her hand.

“I’m coming!” I shouted, and she pulled out my cock trigger and began to finish the job by hand. I shot my cum out onto her tits and she licked the tip of my penis at the very end.

She stood up and on straight legs grabbed my head in her hands, then pulled me violently towards her and my face collided with her cum-covered tits.

When she let go of my head and I pulled away from her tits, she stood slightly apart and said to me:

“Now lie down on the floor on your back and lick me”.

I lay down as she instructed, And the neighbour stood over me and lowered her pussy to my face. I started to lick her pussy and she leaned forward and back so that I licked her pussy wherever she wanted. She also didn’t let go of leaning forward in such a way that I bilecik escort started licking her asshole and drilling my tongue into her anus. Although I didn’t know it at the time, it wasn’t until the very end that she told me that she liked having this type of caress and rimming was a very big turn-on for her.

While licking her pussy I managed to bring her to orgasm, or she only pretended to do so by loudly gasping and moaning.

Immediately afterwards, when a lot of thick juice was flowing out of her pussy, she attached herself to my mouth so that I could lick her well. After this licking she said it was time to go home and put her dress back on. We got into the car and I drove her home.

As she now lived in another city, the journey took about fifteen minutes. Already at the beginning as soon as we got into the car, she told me to take my cock out of my trousers. I was surprised but she said it was so she could look at it while we were still driving. As soon as we started the car, she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth bringing it to stiffness once again. I drove her away while she kept sucking my cock and kneading my testicles with her hand. I was already being milked by her today, so it didn’t bother me too much during the drive. She just sucked my cock and I could feel her tongue working on my glans.

Before we drove into the town where she lived, she asked me to pull over to the side of the road and turn off the engine. As soon as I did this she got up from her seat and got out of the car. She walked around the car and opened the door on my side. She turned around and lifted up her dress, then pushed her ass out hard and pointed at my seat so that I was ramming my cock into her pussy. She started to ride me and after a few minutes I just cum in her pussy.

The bingöl escort neighbour got up and, standing by my door the whole time, leaned heavily and bucked up towards me. She spread her buttocks with her hands. I saw my cum flowing out of her pussy. Claire put her hand between her thighs and inserted two fingers into her pussy. After a moment’s play she slid them out and spread her pussy so that the rest of the cum flowed out of her too. She lowered her dress and walked around the car once more, then got back into the passenger seat and said we could go and I would drive her home.

On the site she looked at me and once more leaned over to my cock, which she took once more into her mouth and began to suck it hard. When she got up and was about to leave the car she paused and said to me:

“Such a good cock and so get grounded so that someone younger than me can spread her legs and get fucked every now and then.”

She got out of the car and went to her house and I started the car engine and went back to my new flat. I hadn’t even started living well with my new girlfriend yet, and I had already managed to push my cock into another woman’s pussy, although I hadn’t ridden her much before.

My new girlfriend Monika came to live with me about two or three weeks later. During that time I had the desire to fuck myself more than once, but I had already taken all my toys away and didn’t have them with me. The only thing left for me was to occasionally play with my cock and reminisce about the old days when I would cum on cue for my landlord or on my neighbour’s tits.

The new girl liked sex anyway, but at the beginning she wasn’t too keen on the extreme games, mostly standard and classic, or sometimes she let me take my cock out of her pussy and cum on her tits, although she didn’t like it much when they cum on her, because she had to go and wash up afterwards. I noticed very quickly that this was not going to be a permanent relationship where I would get fucked all the time, but there would be a lot of handiwork, or masturbation, when the girl was not at home.

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I left work, but I didn’t head home. It had been a long, rough day, but it was about to get a lot better. I had a date. Sort of.

I drove to the nearby park’n’ride lot, where he was waiting. He’d called nearly half an hour earlier to let me know he was there; I took that to mean he was looking forward to our encounter. We’d gotten together several times in the past, but usually in hotel rooms. This was the first variation from that pattern. An exciting variation. The park’n’ride was usually busy, and was within sight of the highway. Anyone might see us, despite the tint on his SUV windows.

That, of course, was why I was doing this, along with the fact that I’d never fucked in a vehicle. While my high school classmates had been busy losing their virginities in the back seats of cars, I’d been shut in my room with a notebook. I’d missed out on one of the most pervasive American teen experiences, but I was about to make up for that now. The thought that someone might see me doing it just made it more exciting.

He was parked exactly where he’d said he would be, in the farthest corner of the lot. There were cars all around him; I had to park a few spots away. But there weren’t any people visible, to my relief. The threat of being caught was exciting. I didn’t actually want to be caught, though.

I parked a couple spots away from him and walked over to his SUV. He unlocked the door to let me climb in. “Long time no see,” he said. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been good.” I settled into the passenger seat and closed the door. “How about you?”

“Busy. You know how it is.”

“Yeah.”

We made small talk for a little while, catching up on each other’s lives in the few months since the last time we’d been together. Then he leaned over and kissed me.

The sweet peck on the lips rapidly grew more intense. His hands cupped my face as his tongue teased mine. I made little noises of approval and ran my hand along his thigh, resisting the temptation to touch the cock that bulged at the front of his jeans.

Continuing to kiss me, he slid one hand under the back of my shirt. The touch of his hand against my bare skin made me shiver. Slowly he moved his hand toward my front, stopping when he almost, but not quite, touched my breast.

I squirmed. I wanted him to elazığ escort touch me. He teased me by moving his hand a centimeter or two closer, then pulling it back. Finally, he broke the kiss and said, “Let’s get into the back. It’s a little more comfortable there.”

We jumped out of the SUV and opened the back doors. A car stopped behind us, but the occupants didn’t seem to notice anything unusual. It reminded me, though, how possible it was that someone might catch us. The thought aroused me. I scrambled into the back seat, and had my blouse half unbuttoned by the time he closed his door. “In a hurry?” he asked.

“I haven’t seen you in months, and I’m horny,” I said.

“Mmm, good, because so am I.” He pulled me against him and started kissing me again.

He finished the job of unbuttoning my blouse, and rolled one nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I moaned into his mouth and ran my hand along the waistband of his jeans.

Again he broke the kiss, and pulled off his shirt. His chest was hard and muscular; I ran my hand over it and savored the feeling.

He bent to suck my nipple. “Oh, god,” I said softly. It had been far too long since anyone had done that. I responded by running my hand down his torso to his waist, but I hesitated at undoing his jeans.

“Don’t stop,” he whispered before taking my other nipple in his mouth.

Clumsily, I unfastened his belt and jeans. Without stopping his sucking, he helped me push his clothes down so his cock was finally free of its constraints. It had been so long since I’d seen him, I’d forgotten how big he was. I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked him as he alternated between my nipples.

He rubbed my pants-covered pussy and said, “Do you want to suck me?”

“Yes.”

“Then do it.”

He knelt on the seat, positioning his cock so I could get my mouth on it. Just as I licked the precum from the tip, I heard voices beside the SUV. From the corner of my eye, I saw three men standing nearby, close enough that they could see in through the windows if they looked.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “The windows are tinted. They can’t see us.”

“I hope not.” Though part of me wished they could. I shoved that part down into the deep, dark recesses of my mind where it erzincan escort belonged, and went back to sucking his cock.

While I sucked, I fondled his balls. He moaned. “Yeah, baby. Suck my cock. You’re so good at this!”

I licked up and down his shaft, then down to his balls. Gently I took one ball, then the other, into my mouth. “Good girl,” he said. “Lick my balls. Make me come.”

Stroking his cock, I sucked his balls until he said, “I’m coming!”

Quickly I put my mouth over his cock again, just in time to catch the first eruption of cum. He let out a long groan as his cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it down. “That was fantastic!” he said. “Now it’s your turn.”

Somehow, despite the confines of his back seat, I managed to wiggle out of my pants and thong. As I did, I glanced out the window. The men were still there; in fact, they’d moved closer to the SUV. Had they heard my partner when he came? The thought made my pussy tingle.

He pushed me back on the seat and bent his head to my pussy. The first time I’d ever been with him, all he’d done to me was oral; it had been the first time anyone had done oral on me, and even though I’d had it from other men since, he was still the best. He sucked my clit between his lips and I cried out, then clapped my hand over my mouth. Just because it excited me to know that there were people nearby didn’t mean I really wanted them to hear me.

From my position, I couldn’t see the men, but I suspected at least one of them had looked at the SUV when I’d shouted. I would have to concentrate on keeping quiet. Which wasn’t easy as my friend nibbled my clit, then plunged his tongue into my wet pussy.

For a couple minutes, he went back and forth between my clit and my opening until finally I came, my mouth open wide in a soundless scream. He grinned and before my orgasm had completely stopped, thrust his long, thick cock inside me.

I hadn’t had sex in a while, and for a second the penetration hurt. But I was so wet that the pleasure took over almost immediately, and I whimpered softly as he thrust back and forth. “You like it when I fuck you, don’t you?” he whispered.

“Yes!”

“I like it too. Your pussy’s so tight and wet. It tasted so yummy, too. I wish I could fuck your sweet erzurum escort ass, but there isn’t enough room in here for it to be comfortable for you.”

“Next time,” I gasped.

“Yes.”

A shadow fell over us, and I looked up at the window in time to see what might have been a person’s head moving away. “Someone’s watching,” I said.

“I think so.” He thrust harder. “Does that bother you?”

“No.”

“Does it excite you?”

“Yes.”

To prove my point, my pussy clenched around his cock. “You’re going to come, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Yes. Keep fucking me!”

“I’m not stopping. But if they’re watching, give them something to watch. I don’t want you to be quiet when you come.”

I wasn’t sure I dared to make any noise. Then again, if one or more of the men had looked in the window, they already knew what we were doing in here. Why not make some noise about it? Especially since my friend’s cock was hitting exactly the right spot. Especially since the orgasm that was building felt like it was going to be a hard one. Especially since… “Oh, fuck!”

“Are you coming, baby?”

“Yes! I’m coming! Fuck me!”

He fucked me even harder until my orgasm faded, then pulled out so I could once again catch his cum in my mouth. “They’re right outside,” he whispered as he positioned himself to angle his cock between my lips. “One of them’s rubbing himself. I think they liked what they heard. Fuck!”

He shot again into my mouth. I gulped it down, and he moved off me so I could put my clothes back on. It wasn’t as easy as it had been to take them off, but with a little help from him I managed.

Once I was dressed again, he kissed me deeply and held me. I glanced out the window to see that the men were still nearby. They seemed to have returned to their conversation, but one or another of them occasionally glanced at the SUV as my friend and I cuddled and chatted for a few minutes. Finally I said, “This was incredible. Thank you. I wish I could stay, but I have to get home.”

“So do I,” he said. “I have to pick up my puppy from doggy day care.”

I laughed. “I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you.”

“Of course she will.” He kissed me again. “We’ll have to do this again soon. Or maybe even some outdoor fucking.”

“Maybe.”

“Talk to you soon, baby.”

I got out of the SUV. To get to my car, I had to walk past the men, who watched me without a word. I didn’t acknowledge them when I passed them, but before I got into my car, I turned to them and said, “Hope you enjoyed the show.” Then I got into my car and drove away.

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“After having so much fun at Grampa Micky’s why do I need to go to Mommy’s?”

“KNOCK IT OFF!” Lonnie snaps, “I’ll deal with her man Mark.”

“Noooooooo! You said you would let me deal with him.”

“You don’t have what it takes to resist him. I do. Skinhead or not, that guy will NOT ruin my daughter.”

“DADDY!” She yells with tears developing in her eyes. With casual glances across the car at her he winces. Hiding her eyes by looking out her passenger window she sobs relentlessly. There was more to this than Lonnie envisioned.

“Hey! What’s this really about?”

Afraid to look at him she admits her worst fear, “He said he would destroy Mommy. Make her start drinking again.”

“That mother fucker. Is he trying to have sex with you by blackmailing you into believing he would do that?”

“You know he is. He wants to tie me up like he does Mommy. Punish me for telling him no.”

“That bondage stuff bothers you that bad? I guess I should never have bought all that stuff last month. I didn’t realize it would hurt you. I mean you did write in your diary about that kind of thing. Donnie had you in some pretty tight situations.”

“That’s different. I would love for you to do that stuff to me. I’d even let Joshy. Just not creepy Mark.”

“He isn’t going to do that to you I promise. If I have to get Joshy and your other boy toys to back me up I will.”

“What about Mark’s friends? They’re like bikers. You…they could get hurt.”

“Don’t you worry about any of us. Let me just sit and talk to Mark alone. I’m sure this won’t move into any violent territory. Most days he’s been pretty cordial toward me. He knows why Paula and I got divorced and he’s been somewhat reasonable toward our past. If he has changed drastically or been lying to me all along, I’ll sort it out and deal with him as needed. You just stay with me or your mom while we’re at their house. Try on your gown, show off your graduation dress, and tell mom about your pictures.” He snaps his fingers to make her look at him, “ONLY the innocent pictures. Not the calendar potential. We can’t let Paula know about those.”

“I’m eighteen now. It’s not like she could suddenly fight for custody of me.”

“No, but you are protecting her from drinking again right?”

“Oh! Right. I’m just upset and not thinking straight. Sorry Daddy.”

“Don’t be. It’s just better that your mom never learns about…us.”

“Mark might prove that to her if he doesn’t get his way. He said he knows someone who has had me. I just cant figure out who that might be. Nobody that I’ve slept with is anywhere near what Mark is like.”

“He’s probably just bluffing.”

“I hope so. I like every guy I’ve been with.”

“Ah, my tender soul.” Lon reaches over to caress her hair, “Just relax. We only need to be there at most an hour. Then we can go get ice cream.”

“Rocky Road?” She brightens up.

“Sure.” Hearing her choice he considers that the road ahead might just be rocky. Turning the radio up he let her sing as he pondered the future. He wasn’t ready to stop playing with his daughter, even though he was beginning a possible new relationship with the waitress Deborah Johnson. He really liked the woman. Even if her own daughter Coochie was becoming clingy without even having met him. Dinner on Wednesday would tell the tale. This might become more of a hassle than it was worth. So why was he thinking about the cute young African American barely legal? Lonnie Turner was fucked up in the head. He truly needed to sort out right from wrong. That would be a topic for another day. He had three more days to iron out his emotions.

Fifteen minutes later Lonnie crossed into the village of Skokie Illinois. Once upon a time this area was marshlands. He just hoped that no quicksand still existed for him to sink any lower than he had to. Even he was slightly worried about dealing with Mark Rapier. Not only was he a skinhead affiliate he was a tried and true biker. Tattoos and all. What his ex-wife ever saw in the man was beyond him. He was beginning to realize just how much he didn’t know about Paula. Who knew she was into that hardcore bondage stuff? Looking at her she was fucking Betty Rubble from the Flintstones, only a redhead. He was certain that Paula would think the same of Lonnie should she ever hear the truth about how he had changed.

Reaching their street Lonnie slowed up long enough to emphasize something, “Whatever you do don’t mention my dating Deborah. Not just because your Mom doesn’t need to know, I don’t want to hear Mark’s racist bullshit because Deb is black. Understood?”

“Yes Daddy. I promise not to say a word.”

“Good girl. Let’s do this.” Pulling up to the curb he shuts off his car and looks over to see Mark with two of his friends tinkering on a Harley in the driveway of his garage. Lon’s bravado sank the second he spotted Mark’s friends. Both of them were burly men with shaved heads with the exception of goatees. Trying to keep strong for his daughter, Lon sighs, “I wonder çorum escort how I’d look bald?”

“Noooo! I like your hair. Don’t you dare shave it off.”

“I’m joking. Stop getting your thong in a twist.”

“I’m not wearing my thong.”

“Of course you’re not.”

Opening their doors, the two stepped out and headed up the sidewalk toward the front door of the older, less than appealing single level home. On their journey Mark took time away from tinkering to smile and wave at them. His friends were a bit less social outside of eying Paige. Both men rubbed their goatees cleaning off a place for her to sit. They were gentlemen at heart. Sure they were. Paige tried to avoid direct contact but even in her distaste for Mark Rapier her appeal for men in general allowed her curiosity to drift. Lonnie didn’t see her smile. She really didn’t want to. Dammit!

Waving back via a military style hand salute Lonnie kept on his journey when Paula opened the inside door to their home. A yelping lap dog had given away their arrival. As the screen door creaks open, out bolts a blond colored Pomeranian, which darted directly toward Paige. Instinct took over to kneel and pet the pooch.

“Hi Captain. How’s my lil’ buddy?” She picked him up and cuddled him in her arms.

“And, there goes the hair infestation.” Lonnie scowled, “Black skirt, blond leftovers. Now you know why I won’t allow you to have a dog.”

“Don’t be mean to my Captain. He keeps a tight ship.” Paige then whispers, “He’s the only good thing about coming here.”

“I hear you. Still not getting a dog. Borrow Paula’s dust buster before you leave.”

“Lint roller.”

“That too.” He smirks before looking up to see Paula stepping outside in her bathrobe. It was easy to tell she had just taken a shower. Her hair was still wet. Not only that but Mark’s two friends were glued to Paula’s short bathrobe with interest. All Lonnie could think about was them tag teaming Paula while Mark watched. Knowing of their penchant for bondage and Mark’s dominance Lon suspected that she had been shared. Who was this woman these days?

“About time you two got here. I was beginning to think you stood me up.” Paula waved them toward her. “Get over here.” She lured her daughter in with a smug wave of calling arms.

“Aye Aye Captain.” Paige giggled to the pooch before resting him down on to the walkway.

“Sounds like the dog’s a drunk too.” Lonnie frowned at his own mental jest. Sadly, Paula caught on to her daughter’s unintentional cruelty too.

“I do not take my dog to meetings. I am however getting another Pom soon so that Captain has a playmate. I intend to call him Chip.” She surprised her daughter with a giggle. Paige merely shrugged and let it go over her head as she accepted her Mother’s hug. Lonnie however puckered at his ex-wife’s tease. It was pretty amusing for an A.A. joke. At least having a dog named Chip would be a constant reminder to leave the sauce alone. In a way Lonnie was proud of her.

“Let me look at you.” Paula releases Paige to look at her Graduation outfit. “It looks better on you now than it did in the store.”

“Better without the hair follicle’s.” Lon chuckled.

“Have the dress dry cleaned before Saturday. I have coupons for 30% off. If you wash it the hair will linger, even after a rolling brush. Let’s go inside.” She seemed apprehensive about being outside in front of Mark and his buddies. In his release Captain ventured into enemy territory seeking attention. Eying the piranha with fur, one of Mark’s buddies seemed tempted to kick the poor pooch. Seeing his thoughts, Paige darted from her parents and dared to face them head on. As both Lon and Paula watch her retrieve Captain by kneeling on the ground to lift him up Mark chuckled aiming for best behavior.

“Hey Kid. Your dress looks nice.”

“Thanks. Don’t try and sweet talk me, I still despise you.” She fidgets as the man who seemed intent on kicking the dog crouched in front of Paige to pet the dog. That and aim for a look up Paige’s skirt. In her own lowered stature she hadn’t been so lady like, her knees parted wide. He definitely saw her fire arrow pointing at a deliciously moist pink pussy. Once she realized her error she closed her gap and stood up with trembling eyes.

“Hey Mark. Maybe you should adopt a cat too.” Berkley Hobbs chuckled. Paige knew he would never have said cat if he hadn’t seen her puss. As haunted as she was, her hormones shot lightning bolts toward her thighs. Having any man acknowledge her gave her a thrill, even gross burley bikers. Before rising she notes the other standing biker attempting to steal a glance. He missed out.

“No cats. Stroke one you’ve stroked them all. Skin them all I say.” Mark mused playfully. “Besides my Pitbull Hawg would eat it for breakfast. I’m shocked Paula’s toupee with a tongue hasn’t gone missing.”

“Meanie.” Paige winced as she felt a presence behind her, Paula moved in with a protective motherly stance of folded arms. denizli escort She wasn’t certain if she was defending her or her lapdog.

“We don’t need any stinky litterbox Finch. I’d be the only one to clean it.” Paula shook her head with a creased brow, as she informed the standing biker Donovan Finch. He merely offered an expression of “Dumb bitch”, only watching his tongue due to Mark instructing his friends to keep things cool.

“Let’s go try on your Graduation gown.” Paula encouraged her daughter by reclaiming her pup to keep him safe. Lord knows what these barbarians might do to it when she wasn’t looking. They might go so far as to hide him in the oven from her. Reaching out behind Paula, Mark proves his uncouth dominance by pinching Paula on the ass, his hand rising up under her short robe. Tempted to swat his hand, she resisted with a glare that immediately lowered. Paige noticed her reaction and shivered. Her Mother used to have such fire. Now, she masked her emotions. This made her very sad.

Lonnie finally joining the party gripped Paige by both shoulders, “Rocky Road remember?”

“Icee cream.” Paige flare her eyes utilizing her childlike voice in an exciting fashion. It made both bikers hard just hearing her. The comment however shifted Paula’s attention to her kid.

“Rocky Road sounds yummy.” Stepping away didn’t sit well with Mark who cleared his throat loudly. Paula froze in step at his guttural proclamation of control.

“While you’re hovering over my tools hand me a socket wrench. Three eighths. Hex head.” Mark prodded.

Bending over in front of Finch and Berk allowed them to see Paula this time. She too was only wearing a cute little thong beneath her robe. Even Lonnie felt strangely aroused by her swift reaction. While holding her dog the woman lingered, deciding which socket head was a three eighths. Once discovered she passed it over and stood up. Her face was blood red knowing that her ex had seen her obey Mark in such a display. Especially in front of his friends.

“Can I visit with my daughter now?” Paula dared to ask. Mark merely smiled and motioned for her to go. Lonnie didn’t know what to do. His defense mechanism wanted to rally, but this part at least wasn’t his business. Protecting his daughter was his sole driving force. Thus far, not much was being said about Paige to warrant a direct confrontation. Still, he did need to talk to Mark alone.

“Hey Mark?” Lon grew some balls, “Before we take off can I talk to you about something? Graduation stuff.” He kept things less suspect as to where his thoughts really were.

“Sure thing. Drop back out when you guys get done. Take a picture in her gown for me in case I don’t make it to her actual ceremony. Not really my kind of…”

“Gotcha.” Lon nodded and nudged his daughter forward. Paula hesitantly followed them after an ever so subtle eye contact with her man Mark. Just daring to share a glance made Mark growl. It was evident that even since the last time Paige had seen her Mother, her actions were more restrained. Kind of sexy, kind of daunting. Eerie even.

Inside the house Lonnie let Paula do her thing. Going to her spare bedroom closet for Paige’s graduation cap and gown. Peering through the doorway Lonnie noted that the small room look lived in. Feminine things were everywhere. Paula used to be quite the housekeeper even when she was drunk. Did they have a roommate? Lon needed to know.

“Someone staying with you guys?”

Paula holds up the gown in front of Paige sizing up the height issue that she worried about. Trying her best to ignore Lonnie only led to him asking again. Now, even Paige was curious after noticing hygiene products on the dresser and claiming the gown from her Mother to avoid her using it as a shield. Finally, with the curtains open they discover a skulking Finch just outside drinking a beer.

“Spill it.” Lonnie moved to close the blinds on the window as if Paige were going to change. Paula immediately reopened them and offered a whisper.

“I…I’m staying in this room. After our conversation over the phone about…Mark, I confronted him. He scolded me by forcing me in here. He told me that he wasn’t going to listen to my bullshit and that I should believe him over…my daughter. This is only temporary, the guest room that is.”

“Are you leaving Mark?” Paige bulged her eyes trying not to smile over the possibility.

“Oh no. We’re just…giving each other…well…room.” She swayed her palms around the atmosphere of the tiny bedroom. Lonnie glanced about exploring while he digested her words. On the bedposts were leather restraints, the foot board as well. That looked entirely too conspicuous. Regardless, seeing them directed Lonnie’s eyes to Paula’s ankles and wrists. Gently reddened rings encircled all four limbs, nothing overly abusive. It was bad enough that tender bruises were evident around Paula’s neckline. He concluded that it was just their chosen sex acts, not anything to be stressed düzce escort over. That again, was their life, not his. As long as it didn’t involve Paige he could really care less. Untrue, but he did try to believe his own thoughts on the matter.

“Is he tying you up at night?”

“No nothing like that.” She tried her best to lie. Lonnie knew her too well having been married to the redhead. “Try on the gown. If it’s too long I still have time to get it hemmed up.”

“Nobody measured her height before they ordered it?” Lon narrowed his eyes at the school’s stupidity.

“They do, but mistakes can be made.” Paula fidgeted. “Go on sweetheart see if it fits properly.”

Eying the reopened blinds Paige shied a bit. “I guess. It’s not like I’m getting undressed.” She then, with the help of her Mother removed the outer plastic. Mom being overly protective of the gown assisted in pulling it over her head and guided its flow over her clothing. Lonnie again mentioned dog hair to which Paula swore she would make certain there would be no stray hairs inside or out by Saturday night. Once the gown draped full length over Paige’s bodacious body the hemline halted perfectly over her ankles. Plenty of room without tripping over it. With the cap placed on her head, both parents stood back and absorbed the beauty, albeit hidden maturity of their baby. Looking fifteen was not in service of said maturity. Still, she was now a fully grown woman and ready to begin her new journey as an adult, released from eighteen years in a scholastic prison.

“Isn’t our daughter just darling?” Paula melted patting Lonnie on the bicep, “Take her picture silly man.” Lon did just that. He would keep it on his cell wallpaper to admire. As he and Paula stared at the picture, the timing could not have been any worse. An incoming call revealed the caller as Deborah. Snatching it from her view Paula looked surprised. Biting her tongue Paula knew that her ex must have had a girlfriend he was hiding. In a sense she was happy for him. Lon merely scowled and declined the call…for now.

“I told Mark I’d show him a pic of Paige in her gown.” Lon frowned at what was coming, “You two stay in here and babble about the future or something.” After a kiss to his daughters cheek followed by, “You’re beautiful Punk.” He took his leave.

Paula swallowed dryly while Paige looked toward her Father’s departure. Once gone from sight Paige attempted to remove her gown and have her Mother hang it back up. Plopping on the mattress Paige Turner made her Mom sit down. It was time to talk. Neither would be truthful about what was really going on behind the scenes.

Sweating bullets but trying his best to contain his fears on the matter at hand Lonnie took a moment to text Deborah with, “Bad timing. Dealing with my ex and her ole’ man. Call you after we leave their house. Miss you Gorgeous.” Giving her a minute to reply with her understanding she replies back with, “Miss you more Big Daddy.” He followed that with one more text, “Radio silence. This could get ugly. I’ll explain later. No reply needed.” He added a kissing Emoji to mask how it sounded. Hopefully she obeyed. Obeyed? Where did that word creep in from? Lon shook it off before heading over to Mark and Berk. Finch was obviously still overseeing the women.

Berk noting Lon’s walking toward them grunts to let Mark know. He had heard the screen door so merely continued removing the Harley’s carburetor.

“How goes the autopsy Doc?” Lon attempted humor. Mark winced up at him and shook his head.

“Nobody’s dead. Yet. It’s always more fun depriving them of body parts, while they still have spark.” Mark Rapier liked his reply. Changing the subject he headed straight for the soul. “Here to talk about your kid’s bitterness toward me?”

“You asked for a pic in her graduation gown.” He lowers the cell to show him. Drawing back a bit to avoid the glare on the cell he puckered his approval.

“Sexy as ever.”

“I’d prefer your compliments over my daughter to be a little less erotic.” Lon grew some balls, “What’s this about you trying to get my kid involved in your bondage crap?”

Mark grins as he chose to snatch up a rag to wipe his hands before standing tall. He hovered over Lonnie by three inches. “Bondage crap? Are you putting down my lifestyle Lon Wolf?”

“Only if it draws in my daughter. She’s barely legal and still impressionable. If she’s uncomfortable in your discussions of it, I’d prefer you just keep it to yourself. What you and Paula do is between yourselves.”

“My decisions NOT Paula’s.” Mark calmly informs Lonnie.

“Whatever. Speaking of Paula…you’re punishing her for defending her own daughter? It’s easy enough to tell that you’ve isolated her to the guest room.”

Behind them Berk chuckled, then chose to swig his beer before letting out any further expressions of amusement. Lon ignored Berk in favor of direct eye contact with the hulking Mark. So far so good.

“Only proving I can live without her if she’s going to believe anyone other than her Master.”

“Master? I don’t see any collar on Paula.”

“I can fix that. Berk? Go grab Hawg’s collar off his neck and bring it to me. Don’t lose an arm while you’re doing it.” Mark sneered coldly. Berk wasn’t certain if Mark meant it so hesitated.

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“Better mood now?”

“Butter mood now.” Eve Adams laughed as she and Christina Holly departed the diner. After an insane moment of both being licked from head to toe in the parking lot for a whole lot longer than they should have legally gotten away with both women were high on life. Five guys took turns lapping up maple syrup from their every pore. It was thrilling just to feel nothing but tongues. Sadly, however neither of them had any form of climax so their hormones were skyrocketing.

“You know you can talk to me about anything right?” Christina made it known as Eve headed South toward the grocery store. Christina normally shopped at a low-quality, low-price outlet like Aldi but not today. Eve had warned her that everything should change in her life going forward, even breaking old habits, older haunts. No more Shave-A-Lot. From here on it was Spread Eagles, Bald Eagles actually, that’s just what Eve called the store. Chris just called it Baldi’s.

“Goes both ways, Christina. Like I said I’m just re-examining my life is all.”

“We both are.”

“Exactly! We’re bad influences on one another.”

“I don’t think of it as bad. I have a blast hanging out with you.”

“Same here. Thing is, I can’t let Rosco know what I’ve been doing. I don’t want to hurt him; he treats me like a Queen.”

“Dixon used to, well, still does, I guess. This change in both of us will be a deciding factor. I know I love him, and don’t want to lose my home, but… did I show you this?” Christina pulls up the photograph he sent her of the engagement ring he held in his possession. Waiting until Eve paused at a stoplight to reveal it Eve dropped her jaw.

“He proposed?”

“If you can call it that. He didn’t really come right out and say it. It’s just a picture with the caption telling me to fight for it. I don’t want to fight Venus for it. She can have it honestly, I’m happy just being his girlfriend.”

“You all need to sit down and iron this contract out.” Eve shook her head resisting a giggle. “Bestie, you are in one hell of a corner. This Venus is probably feeling the same way.”

“Has Rosco ever proposed to you?”

“Not yet! Like you, I hope not. Once he does then it will hit home how much I’ve betrayed him the last two days alone.”

“Would you tell him no?”

“Y’know what? I’m going to head Rosco off at the pass before he ever gets that notion. When he gets back in town, I’m telling him I never want to be married. He either accepts that fact or I move in with you.” She laughs.

“Dixon would love that.” Chris smiled, “Three bitches in his bed. Only a one bedroom if you’ve noticed. Of course, you could sleep on the dining table you seemed right at home on it.”

“With my nails scraping the ceiling while I have my hands in my hair. Naaa! I’ll snuggle up with you when he’s on the road.”

“There’s always the back porch. He’s been trying to get me to unload my tanning bed.”

“See? There’s my bed.”

“Not very comfy, but okay.” Chris smirked, “I’m still coping with the thoughts of sleeping with Venus in our bed. I’m afraid I’ll roll over and crush her.”

“Oops! There goes the competition. Back to just you and Dixie.”

“She seems nice though, so I’ll give her a chance for Dixon.”

“Your decision.” Eve changes the subject, “I know those guys licked us thoroughly but dammit I still feel sticky from that syrup. My thighs are sticking together.”

“Makes for a good chastity belt.”

“Oh, that’s loooooooong gone. Sawed that bitch off when I was sixteen.” Eve cracked up, “There’s Bald Eagle’s. Quiet day it looks like, not many cars. I guess the Link cards must be running low.” Pulling into the store’s lot she actually gets a parking spot not far from the front door, only two cars next to her before the handicap zone. “I think this is the closest I’ve ever gotten. Normally I’m stuck in the boonies out there.”

“Yay! I’m only taking my debit card in. I don’t want an entire purse to bog me down.”

“You do have pockets in that flannel. The only two buttons still doing their job I might add.”

“I’ll button up once I get out. Just enough to cover my tummy though.” Chris snickers. “Seeing how slow it is right now you should do something bold like me?”

“How much bolder can I get?” Eve chuckles, “My shorts could probably fit Venus they’re so tight. My shirt gets waaaay too loose if I untie it, it will just sag. I want to look sexy not sloppy.”

“Fine! Let’s do this.” Christina takes the lead climbing out first and shutting her car door. Then buttoning her blue and black flannel shirt to mask her full-frontal exposure at minimal over her cunt and upper belly. Wanting her cleavage to swell she stopped at three buttons total in keeping her concealed. Tugging her hem down over her ass cheeks she hid her bouncy bottom pretty well as long as she didn’t bend over. Should she do that, it would mean twerk city until she pulled it back over her, the material clingy wherever it landed. Syrup residue was not her friend.

Joining her friend bitlis escort Eve as she got out and locked up her Charger, Chris paused to look Eve over. Eve scowled at Christina’s scrutiny. “Ugh! I’ll unbutton my shorts.”

“I can do it.” Chris eased in playfully and unbuttoned the redhead’s booty shorts as Eve moved her hands to her sides to make it look obvious to anyone spying. Feeling a warm kiss on her lower abdomen Eve shivered.

“Quit that! I’m horny as hell as it is after our sap dance.” Wagging her tongue along the very top of Eve’s red fox fur pubes Eve had to step back and fan herself. “Evil I say.” Christina in bending over displayed her large back property line as well. At the moment she didn’t have a care in the world. With Eve slipping away Chris stood up straight with her feet spread wide, shirt riding high on her cheeks.

Hearing carts rolling the girls both shot glances toward a young man in his early 20’s gathering outdoor carts left by patrons in the cart park. He was looking right at them chuckling and blushing. A thumbs up salute toward them Chris hopped up and turned at the same time. As her feet landed, she whipped up the front of her shirt and let him see her cunt. “Park that thumb here.” She blurted.

“Easy now Bombshell.” Eve reached around her and assisted in dragging the blonde’s shirt down over her thighs. “Let’s not get banned before we do your shopping.”

The boy pushing a string of seven carts walked backwards using his weight to slowly guide his train. With his back to the store, he grew perverted and whipped his dick out showing them the results of their actions. Eve busted up at the boy’s five-inch excuse for manhood. “Pretty big shoes to fill here Buddy.”

“I’m big!” Christina bubbled up, “No shoes, just flip flops.”

“See you inside.” The boy put his pecker away and turned to push his rattle drive home with a bellowing, “YEEHAW!” They were in Texas. However, he did just prove the state wrong. Not everything was big in Texas.

“Guys just can’t help themselves around hot chicks.” Eve giggled.

“As hot as these?” Chris reacts swiftly bending to pinch the redhead’s pubes before Eve could protect herself. After doing it and hearing Eve scream Christina took off running, her massive breasts darting from side to side in her panic style sprint. There was no holding them at bay either, her hands were free at her sides while laughing so hard.

“You witch!” Eve rubbed her pubes as if to say it’s alright my babies then took off after Christina. “You can’t keep your ass cheeks covered when you run.”

“I DON’T CARE!” Good enough for Eve. At the automatic doors Chris slowed up and pulled her shirt down to walk in properly without any fuss from those within sensing trouble. At the cart stable Christina met back up with the wrangler and nudged up against his shoulder. “Is he still hard?” A sudden caress of her hand over his crotch confirmed it. “We’re going to be mischievous. Want to join in?”

“Right behind Ya!” He actually stepped behind her and cautiously put his hands on her hips and dry humped her laughing over it. She pressed back against him giggling along with his bold move. “Just a heads up?” He whispered into her ear, “The cameras in this place are for show. They don’t even work.”

“Yay!”

“I’m Jason.”

“I’m horny.”

“Nice tan lines.” He noticed her forehead and the SLUT tantoo.

“Like this one?” She coyly hikes her shirt over her ass sharing the FUCK ME tan lines.

“In a heartbeat!” He grinned and rubbed her bare bottom.

“I’ll do it with you in the store if we can find a hiding spot.” She was on a mission. Eve joining them found Jason shifting gears to eye her flaming pubes peeking out of her unzipped shorts.

“Sexy as fuck.” Jason admitted.

“Don’t you dare pinch them.” Eve pivots and shares the cheeks of her ass hanging out of her tight threaded denims and leans forward, “You can pinch these though.” He did indeed, both cheeks at one time. He then slyly dry humped her just as he had Christina. “Down boy!”

“I’d love to go down on you.” He chuckled as Chris pulled her selected cart out and took the lead. “Cooler aisle in fifteen minutes. We need to wait until the manager Chuck goes into the warehouse to supervise deliveries.”

“I’ll be waiting.” Chris winked and shook her ass, not bothering to cover her lower cheeks afterward. Tagging along behind her Eve covered her up for safety, as they ran into employees stocking shelves. The customers scarce at first, Chris kept things restrained and actually shopped for what the list in her shirt pocket had on it. Unfolded and mentally checking off her items as found she lost track of Eve for a bit.

Retracing her steps she spotted Eve in the fresh produce area, a handsome young man putting out lettuce checking her out. Eve herself was being predictably evil and searching amongst a bin of cucumbers for what else but the biggest one in the batch. Christina smirked at reading her new best friend’s mind bolu escort and pushed her cart toward a rendezvous. She managed to park behind Eve without being noticed. The stud fiddling with lettuce nodded at seeing Chris join the smoking hot redhead, a nod met with a wagging tongue. The man just grinned and tried being cute in juggling lettuce and making a mess.

“Is he still watching?” Eve sensed Chris and tried not to look from her veggie wedgie.

“Yes.”

“Good!” A turn on her tennis shoes Eve stepped behind Chris and brought along a forearm sized cucumber with the girth circumference of a beer bottle. Reaching around the blond Eve placed the cucumber between Christina’s tits, “Here hold this.”

Chris simply crushed her breasts together using her biceps and let the lettuce lifter see Eve titty fuck Chris with the pickle penis. Chris giggled and made an expression that she was moaning. The lettuce guy dropped his jaw as well as one of his wrapped lettuces. Rolling away toward the girls it was clear he was going to need to go after it. Sitting his other icebergs aside he took the walk until less than three feet from Christina. Reaching down to pick up the lettuce he found Chris tugging her shirts hem upward and flashing him her stunning twat.

“Nice!” He winked as he stood tall facing them. “Now I’m glad I took this shift, the other veggie girl called in.”

“So are we.” Eve winked back, “You’re a cutie.”

“Clumsy but I’ll take that compliment. You saw me checking you out, didn’t you?”

“As if I wasn’t teasing you for five minutes.” Eve reclaimed the cucumber and stroked it in front of him. Seeing her unfastened shorts, the guy blushed. “This makes it seven minutes now. Hit on me or I’m going to think you’re too shy.” Eve was losing her modesty every second she stood there. Rosco who?

“Hit on you? Here?” He reluctantly looked around. Eve reacting to his worry stepped over and plucked his head of lettuce from his grasp and turned her back to him. “Lettuce move on then.” That was all it took, the man raced up to her and put his hands on her hips before nuzzling her creamy neckline. “You talked me into it.”

“Good! Lettuce put this in the cart.” She tossed it like a basketball shot then palmed the man’s right profile. “Is this all you’re going to do?” Chris stood back observing Eve flirt, pointers were always helpful. The man moved his hands from her hips to Eve’s abdomen and quickly slid fingers down into her bikini arena. A single fingertip rolling across her clit made her stiffen up and sigh, “That’s better Niceberg! Let my pussy heat melt your rough exterior.”

“Fuck you’re wet.” He panted. “Is it me melting or you?”

“Could be both of us.” She giggled. As he rubbed her pussy another employee rounded the end cap at the far end of the aisle, this time a middle-aged woman wearing a ballcap. Locating her surprise visit the man quickly behaved himself.

“Sorry! That’s my aunt.” Regardless he sniffed his fingers then licked the tips of her delicious flavor. “Damn you taste good.”

“Cooler aisle in ten minutes. Be there or I’ll never shop here again.” Eve razzed him.

“Why there?”

“Ask Jason.” Chris chimed in feigning as if licking the cucumber but not actually touching her tongue to it. The man chuckled at what he might be getting into but found his aunt looking their way.

“I’ll be there in nine. Let me finish stocking the lettuce and cabbage. That, and evading Aunt Ruth. Oh, hey, I’m Trent.”

“Saw the nametag, Fingertrent.” Eve played her words referring to his fingerprint. “Lick ya there.” She strutted away using the cart to disguise her opened denim shorts while she and Chris rolled by Ruth. The older woman said nothing as they passed, she was too busy opening cases of apples. Eve Adams found it in her namesake to grab one from Ruth’s supply. Biting into it after disappearing into the next aisle Eve spat out her bite and put the apple on a shelf. “Bleeech! There goes Eden.” Christina nearly peed, not a good thing to do when wearing no undies. Clean up in aisle 5 would be frightening.

Cart filling up over the course of five more rows, items that sounded good that weren’t on her list Chris was glad her debit card had lots of money on it. Customers were noticing their attire but, in most cases, they were covered up enough not to invite complaints. Baby in one cart made the ladies totally behave until out of range. Sad because the child’s father looked just like actor Tom Selleck during his Magnum PI days. Damned shame Tom Select was playing daddy daycare!

With time reaching that critical meeting point the girls noticed an older man with a clipboard all dressed up in a white shirt and tie, obviously the manager. Disappearing into the warehouse portion of the store the girls strolled down the cooler aisle. “I don’t see Jason.” Chris pouted at possibly being stood up. As they proceeded, they heard a glass door open and close twice, but nobody was around. A third opening they spotted a broomstick burdur escort poking it from within the cooler. “There he is. I think his woody got bigger.” Chris was trying hard to keep up with the banter.

Going to the door they found both Jason and Trent on the inside. Jason laughed as they strained behind the ice cream to get their attention. Eve holding the door peered in, “There’s Ben & Jerry.”

“Look to your left there’s a grey swinging door. Park your cart out of the way and go through the door without being seen.” Jason encouraged them. Chris in the lead with the cart scurried to the grey door, Eve right behind her. Making certain they weren’t seen entering, the girls met Trent at a thicker freezer door. Feeling the chill over their flesh the girls gnashed their teeth. Chris instantly unbuttoned and disrobed, marching up to push Trent back. Chuckling at her bold aggressiveness Trent found himself nudged until he was up against some plastic crates of milk. Eve shivering hard rubbed her forearms briskly then tapped on Christina’s shoulder.

“Uhhh? Your stud’s over there.” A point toward Jason with his pants down jerking off Chris smirked and abandoned Trent. Free of the Blond’s tits crushed against his chest Trent grinned at Eve.

“Keep me warm with that fire between your legs.” Trent jested and briskly rubbed his palms together.

“Friction baby.” Eve turned and slithered her denim shorts down over the most perfect ass Trent had ever seen. Immediately he knelt behind her and pried her cheeks wide, feasting on both her juicy cunt and her cute, puckered asshole. Moans circulating via steamy breath, at least her inner thighs were heated.

Chris dropped to her own knees and sucked on Jason’s cock, as he held up his shirt high enough to witness her throat thrusts. The boy sighed and exhaled a gust of warm release, “Hell, yes! At least my dick won’t get frostbite.” She used her teeth playfully from that point on. Dude loved it!

While the quartet fed on one another customers continually opened and closed the exterior glass doors in selecting frozen desserts and milk products. A number of them heard moans but couldn’t really see where it was coming from and simply thought it was the cooler humming.

While getting Jason nice and hard the Tom Selleck lookalike opened the glass door and grabbed a gallon of milk. Being nearby, Eve the redhead laughed as her hands held the milk trays. “Magnum up!” She blurted. Trent thought she meant him and stood up to dig into his wallet for a condom. Too funny! The mustached man outside merely winced at the sudden outburst and closed the door moving on. “Damn he could have parked his Lamborghini in my garage any day. Come back Throbbin’ Masters!” Eve rambled in thought then leered over her shoulder at Trent still searching his wallet. “HEY! Get busy back there. The store is called Baldi’s!” So much for a condom, Trent sat his wallet aside and fucked Eve from behind.

Joining them side by side Jason tapped Christina and fist bumped Trent in the process. The girls were getting loud, cumming hard at nearly the same time. With the doors remaining closed the noise level was blocked so the guys hit the ladies hard.

Eve with her laced up shirt still on found Trent running his hands up under her tethered divide, squeezing her tits hard as he closed in on a vicious nut. Hearing his guttural plan Eve pushed back into him in a seesaw effect that made Trent crazy. So crazy that one hand abandoned her breast and relocated up to pull her long red hair. “That’s it, Shy Boy! Hit that pussy.” She praised his efforts.

Not to be outdone Jason also snatched up Christina’s blond mane tugging her head back as his hips pounded her thighs relentlessly. While not a huge dick he was certainly getting the job done, she was squirting all over his cock. Slapping her ass like a rodeo star on a Brahma bull, once again Jason belted out, “YEEHAW!” then seconds later flooded her cunt with jizz.

Exhausted and growing icicles the guys pulled out and let the girls suck them dry before all got dressed and called the ice palace. Sweltering kisses just before opening the freezer door warmed them up for the short-term. Trent leading them out offered a coast was clear allowing the girls to reclaim their shopping cart. A thanks amongst frozen lovers Trent spotted his Aunt Ruth again and went theatrical.

“Ranch dressing is in aisle 4 with the condoms… condiments.” Ruth thought nothing of it.

“That’s what I still have on my list.” Chris giggled, “I need latex condiments.” It was indeed on her list as per Dixon Moretti’s orders. A swift departure the ladies abandoned their young men and finished their shopping. In the medicinal aisle Chris just cleaned out an entire row of ribbed Trojan’s, extra-large just in case. Eve invested in lube. Fruity flavors over mint.

“Imagine what the cashier is going to think when we drop all of these on the belt.” Chris lifted her shoulders giddily.

“We’ll just promote safe sex.”

Shoulder to shoulder they giggled all the way up to the checkout lanes. With only two lanes open they hurried in filling the rotating belt as their cashier an elderly African American woman named Gloria scanned everything in order of arrival. In reaching the prophylactic’s she paused and just bulged her eyes.

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When I didn’t feel like masturbating anymore because my neighbour or Jane was emptying my balls, I decided it was time to change that. I started looking for a girlfriend and, thanks to the internet, I came across my old friend Monika.

I didn’t once mention to her that I lived in a house where I had rules, such as cumming in a cup or fucking a neighbour.

Monica was a little worried that I wouldn’t be comfortable in bed with her because she was postpartum, but it turned out that there was no problem here. In the past, girls have sometimes complained about my size. Monica was afraid that giving birth might have stretched her pussy too much. It turned out that there was no problem and she could still feel the stretch when I pushed my cock into her pussy.

On the last day of the year, I decided it was time to put an end to this permanent masturbation and playdates. I got in my car and drove somewhere on the motorway, got out at some roadside car park and walked to a knoll behind which were farmland. There I left my box with all my erotic toys and went home. A month later, I was already renting another flat, where I was preparing for my new girlfriend’s move.

During the move, a neighbour noticed all this and said she also wanted to see if I was going to live in a good place. I showed her the empty flat, where the only thing there was of furniture at the time was in the kitchen, and in the bathroom.

“Don’t you have any bed on which to fuck your new damsel?” My neighbour asked me as she went around the whole flat.

I told her that I would have a thick mattress soon. She didn’t think too long and took off her dress, under which she had neither panties nor bra. She said to me:

“So bye bye fuck your neighbour the way you wish, because once I’m out of here you won’t have the opportunity to bayburt escort slip your cock into any of my holes.”

I didn’t actually want to touch her in any way with my penis anymore, but she noticed, on my trousers, a small bulge. She walked over to me and shamelessly unzipped my zipper, then started massaging my penis with her hand. Within a few of her movements my cock was completely rigid.

“Come into the kitchen.” I suggested, after which we went into the kitchen. She braced herself with her tits against the table top and lifted her dress higher, thus exposing her naked ass. I, without any forethought, packed my cock firmly in her pussy and began to fuck her fast and violently. After a couple of dozen strokes I landed in her asshole and started to fuck her anus in the same way. Before I climaxed I said I think I was going to gush inside her. She turned around and knelt in front of me and my cock landed in her mouth deep to the root. The neighbour was sucking my cock more intensely and kneading my balls with her hand.

“I’m coming!” I shouted, and she pulled out my cock trigger and began to finish the job by hand. I shot my cum out onto her tits and she licked the tip of my penis at the very end.

She stood up and on straight legs grabbed my head in her hands, then pulled me violently towards her and my face collided with her cum-covered tits.

When she let go of my head and I pulled away from her tits, she stood slightly apart and said to me:

“Now lie down on the floor on your back and lick me”.

I lay down as she instructed, And the neighbour stood over me and lowered her pussy to my face. I started to lick her pussy and she leaned forward and back so that I licked her pussy wherever she wanted. She also didn’t let go of leaning forward in such bilecik escort a way that I started licking her asshole and drilling my tongue into her anus. Although I didn’t know it at the time, it wasn’t until the very end that she told me that she liked having this type of caress and rimming was a very big turn-on for her.

While licking her pussy I managed to bring her to orgasm, or she only pretended to do so by loudly gasping and moaning.

Immediately afterwards, when a lot of thick juice was flowing out of her pussy, she attached herself to my mouth so that I could lick her well. After this licking she said it was time to go home and put her dress back on. We got into the car and I drove her home.

As she now lived in another city, the journey took about fifteen minutes. Already at the beginning as soon as we got into the car, she told me to take my cock out of my trousers. I was surprised but she said it was so she could look at it while we were still driving. As soon as we started the car, she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth bringing it to stiffness once again. I drove her away while she kept sucking my cock and kneading my testicles with her hand. I was already being milked by her today, so it didn’t bother me too much during the drive. She just sucked my cock and I could feel her tongue working on my glans.

Before we drove into the town where she lived, she asked me to pull over to the side of the road and turn off the engine. As soon as I did this she got up from her seat and got out of the car. She walked around the car and opened the door on my side. She turned around and lifted up her dress, then pushed her ass out hard and pointed at my seat so that I was ramming my cock into her pussy. She started to ride me and after a few minutes I just bingöl escort cum in her pussy.

The neighbour got up and, standing by my door the whole time, leaned heavily and bucked up towards me. She spread her buttocks with her hands. I saw my cum flowing out of her pussy. Claire put her hand between her thighs and inserted two fingers into her pussy. After a moment’s play she slid them out and spread her pussy so that the rest of the cum flowed out of her too. She lowered her dress and walked around the car once more, then got back into the passenger seat and said we could go and I would drive her home.

On the site she looked at me and once more leaned over to my cock, which she took once more into her mouth and began to suck it hard. When she got up and was about to leave the car she paused and said to me:

“Such a good cock and so get grounded so that someone younger than me can spread her legs and get fucked every now and then.”

She got out of the car and went to her house and I started the car engine and went back to my new flat. I hadn’t even started living well with my new girlfriend yet, and I had already managed to push my cock into another woman’s pussy, although I hadn’t ridden her much before.

My new girlfriend Monika came to live with me about two or three weeks later. During that time I had the desire to fuck myself more than once, but I had already taken all my toys away and didn’t have them with me. The only thing left for me was to occasionally play with my cock and reminisce about the old days when I would cum on cue for my landlord or on my neighbour’s tits.

The new girl liked sex anyway, but at the beginning she wasn’t too keen on the extreme games, mostly standard and classic, or sometimes she let me take my cock out of her pussy and cum on her tits, although she didn’t like it much when they cum on her, because she had to go and wash up afterwards. I noticed very quickly that this was not going to be a permanent relationship where I would get fucked all the time, but there would be a lot of handiwork, or masturbation, when the girl was not at home.

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This is part 2 of Summer’s Anniversary story. In part 1, she was remembering the beginnings of the excitement and pleasure of her exhibitionist desires. Reading the 1st part will help get you caught up. Thank you for the comments! Enjoy.

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Remembering those stories of the house showing and that crazy, exciting dinner with Jon made it hard for me to concentrate on my shower and getting ready to go to dinner. A big part of me just wanted to hop on the bed, grab my rabbit, and get’er done! But I was a good girl, and hopped in the shower. While I did pay a bit more attention to my boobs and made sure I was really clean “down there,” I made it a point to not make this the epic part of my night.

I dried off and picked out my outfit for the evening. I didn’t want to go slutty, because I wasn’t interested in fighting off advances all night. I did want to look good though, but more importantly, I wanted to feel good – feeling pretty as well as looking it. So, I picked a very sexy black thong (the better to show off my butt) and a thin, lacy bra that, while not giving the girls a ton of support, kept them high and tight and gave me some great cleavage. Then, I chose a silky black scoop-back dress that had a nice neckline, but hung down to almost my butt crack. When I looked in the mirror, I loved the way the material draped off my boobs and showed off my butt. I chose a pair of diamond earrings, a pair of black booties with 2″ heels, and a sheer cover-up to complete the look.

We live in Southern California, not too far from the coast. I wanted to be down by the water, so I made my way down to a food/drink area that was historic but had a lot of new, hip restaurants, bars, hotels, and clubs. Jon and I come down here on a regular basis. As I was walking around I passed the place where we had that dinner last year where he made me cum in my seat while the bus-boy was there. I still giggle when I wonder what Beth thought when she came back for the check and found my panties under the bill. I wonder if she kept them? I considered going in to see if she was working and see if she remembered me, but decided I better not.

I ended up at a restaurant Jon and I enjoyed . Even if he wasn’t here with me I could still go and enjoy a couple drinks and the food was good. Besides if I had too much, I could just go get a room and sleep it off.

The restaurant was in one of the big chain hotels down close to the convention center. The towers of the hotel curved around the pool and resort-type bar in the center. The restaurant and lounge overlooked the pool area but had a great view of the marina and the bay beyond. I found a nice corner seat at the bar and ordered a Manhattan. Yeah, I know. Not really a girly kind of drink, but I enjoy good bourbon, and they make them good here.

While I was sipping my drink, I slowly looked around the bar and to the seats near the windows. The crowd was kind of light, but it still wasn’t the weekend, so understandable. There were several groups of people with lanyards and bags from one of the conventions in town. A few people at the bar, both men and women, made eye contact, smiled, and I had a couple quick, casual conversations that centered around their lanyards, where are you from, what are you doing here on your anniversary etc. No offers to be my date for the night, but that’s ok.

I was just sucking the cherry from the bottom of my drink off its stem when one of the waitresses brought me another drink. She must have been reading my mind, but I was surprised that it wasn’t the bartender that came over and asked me if I wanted another round. “Thanks,” I said. “But how did you know I was thinking about getting another one?”

She smiled and told me, “I’m good, but not that good. This is from that gentleman sitting over there,” and she motioned toward a good looking man sitting alone at a table near the window. He raised his glass in a toast and I did the same. “He also wanted me to ask if you’d like to join him to enjoy your drink.”

“Oh, he did huh? Well thank you,” I told her, as she walked off to work her other tables. I looked up again and saw him still looking at me and giving me a “Well do you say?” look that made me laugh out loud. I paid the bartender for my drink, grabbed my purse, and made my way over to his table. He stood up as I came near, and offered me a seat.

“Good evening,” he said. “I can’t stand to see a beautiful woman drinking alone, so I’m glad you decided balıkesir escort to come join me. I’m Joseph, but you can call me Joe,” he said, as he held out his hand.

“Nice to meet you Joe,” I told him, as we shook hands and sat down. “I’m Summer,” and I held up my left hand and wiggled my fingers at him, saying, “I’m married, you know Joe.”

“He’s a very lucky man then.”

“Oh, and he knows it too,” I said with a laugh.

“I bet he does!” said Joe. “Then why are you here alone tonight, having drinks with a strange man?”

“Well, first of you, you shouldn’t put yourself down like that, Joe,” I started, breaking the tension. I then told him how Jon was out of town on business and that I told him I was going out anyway to celebrate. Joe had a very calming and friendly air about him. He kept eye contact with me throughout of conversation and put me at ease. I found out that he too was married and was in town for a corporate meeting. We finished our drinks and ordered some appetizers.

“Let me get us a bottle of wine and a little something to eat,” Joe said. “It doesn’t seem like either of us have anywhere to get to tonight, so why not?” I agreed and continued to relax. As we ate and sipped most of the wine. I was looking out the window at the pool area below us, the torches around the pool, and the lights on the bay from the boats. “Wow!”, said Joe, all of a sudden, looking down towards the spa, which was right below our window. When I looked down I immediately knew what caught his attention.

Down below our full length window, was the hotel’s hot tub. It was dark, but there was enough light for us to clearly see three 20-something girls, all gorgeous, with amazing racks. They all had plastic cups, of what I’m sure were not their first drinks of the night. One of the girls was standing up laughing, when one of her friends undid the top to her suit, whipped it off, and threw it out of the spa. They were all giggling and splashing, until they started groping each other and kissing. Quite a site until more people came around the corner and began to get in with them. They had to scramble to retrieve the tossed top and get themselves put back together, and hurriedly wrapped themselves in towels and scampered off.

“If we can see them that well, I wonder if they could see us. Not that we’re doing anything we shouldn’t, that is,” Joe commented. That thought made me squeeze my thighs together and then slowly open them towards the window as wide as I could go, without being too oblivious. It gave my parts a little tingle think they might be able to see my little thong if they took the time to look.

“Earth to Summer!” Joe was saying, shaking me out of my erotic daze. “I was asking you if you wanted another drink?”

“Oh, I don’t think so. I’m feeling pretty good as it is and it’s getting kind of late and I’ll have to start thinking about heading home soon.” Joe suggested a walk around the lobby or the pool. I agreed that sounded good.

As we left the bar and started walking through the beautiful lobby, we had some fun conversation. As we walked and talked, Joe placed his hand low on my back, resting it so I could feel part of his hand on my skin. He occasionally lowered his hand and the feeling of him running his fingers over the top my cheeks were getting me very aroused. The drinks and thought of flashing the entire pool area didn’t help that situation. Besides, he was a good looking man and he made me feel very good.

After taking a brief walk outside, we stopped and looked at each other. “Summer, I hope you have enjoyed your anniversary this evening. I know I have,” Joe told me, looking into my eyes.

“Very much so. I wanted to thank you for making it a special night.”

“Good,” he said. “I have a wonderful bottle of a rosé chilling in my room. It’s from an excellent small winery in Northern California. It’s one of my favorites. I would love if you would allow me a little more your time so that we can enjoy it together.” As alarming as this situation could be, I wasn’t afraid to nod my head and we headed back inside towards the elevators.

Just as the door was about to close, several more people got into our car, forcing us to the back. The resulting position placed Joe’s body pressing into my left side. I pressed against him and could feel his erection against my hip. His right hand was squarely on my left butt cheek and I enjoyed the feeling of his hand rubbing and squeezing it. When bartın escort we were able to get out of the elevator and he led me down the hallway, his hand stayed on my butt and I enjoyed the sensations that were traveling through my body because of it.

When he open the door to his room, I was amazed: Corner room, lights on, but low, with widows covering almost two of the walls. The curtains were open giving a beautiful view across the bay and the lights on the boats in the marina. The way the hotel was designed, the inside of the two wings gave a great view of the water, but also looked over towards the other wing. The outside rooms had views of downtown and other local hotels. Joe had a wonderful inside room.

I was drawn to the windows and the beautiful lights of the evening. I was brought back to reality by the pop of the cork being pulled out of the wine bottle. When I turned, Joe was handing me a glass of cold, sweet, bubbly, rosé. He held up his glass to mine and said, “Happy anniversary to a beautifully sexy woman.” We touched glasses, and we both took sips of our wine.

I was feeling really good. Took good, I was afraid. I didn’t want the evening to stop, but didn’t want to stop it at all. I avoided eye contact as I turned again to gaze out the windows, continuing to drink my wine. Joe came up behind me, placed his hand back on my exposed back, moved in close to me. He leaned closer and I could smell his smell for the first time. Sweet cologne, hair product, wine on his breath. He pressed his body closer to mine and whispered, “What a beautiful night, isn’t it?” All I could do was nod. “Do you like the lights on the water?” Again, just a nod, staring at the lights. “See all those lights on the other building? I wonder if they looked over here, what they would see?” There were a few open curtains across the way, and we could see people watching TV and reading on their beds. I felt light headed from the sensuous feelings he was giving me.

“Do you see that woman in the room right there?” pointing across to the other wing. She was by herself, in one of the hotel robes. She looked to be about my height, with black hair that hung almost to her waist. She had a large wine glass she was filling up with a deep, red wine. “Do you think she can see us?” he said. As he said that, he moved the hand from my back to my shoulder as his other hand mirrored it on the other side. He started rubbing my shoulders, and very gently began to slip his fingers underneath the material, slipping it slightly down my shoulders.

By this time, she had noticed us, looking out of her window and drinking her wine. “I wonder what she is thinking right now?” he asked as he continued to inch the top of my dress over the tops of my shoulders. I was caught in his spell. All I could do was watch our voyeur watch us. Joe reached out and took my wine glass from my hand, setting it on the table in front of me. He placed a gentle kiss on my left shoulder as he began to slowly push the dress off my shoulders and down my arms. His lips touched my ear, saying, “I think she enjoys looking at you.” With a gentle kiss on my earlobe, he pulled his face away.

Our watcher now had her sliding door open and had stepped out onto the little porch of her room. There was enough light coming from her room and the surrounding landscape that we could see her fairly clearly. She continued to drink her wine as she leaned against the wall. She was watching as Joe slid the top of my dress down past the tips of my erect nipples, and it just simply slid down to the floor. I stood there, facing her, with my black bra, my thong, which was getting increasingly wetter every moment, and my shoes. At that moment she put her wine glass down and I saw her hand slip into her robe.

“I think she enjoys what she sees,” Joe said . His hands were back on my shoulders and he was now slipping my bra off my body. “You have amazing breasts, Summer,” he whispered again. And with saying they, he let my bras fall off my arms, joining my dress on the floor. My nipples were rock hard and they ached. Our watcher had reached down and had untied her robe and was now standing off the wall, with the robe completely open. It seems she was getting ready for bed, as she was wearing nothing beneath it. Her skin was dark, her breasts big, but not huge, and dark nipples that were as hard as mine.

“Show her your breasts,” he whispered in my other ear, as he gave little kisses across my neck and shoulders. batman escort I reached down and grabbed each of my boobs and began to squeeze them and pull them in her direction. She began to do the same. I started breathing harder as I took first one, then the other nipple in between my fingers and began to pinch and pull them in a way that was going to make me orgasm, if I wasn’t careful. I love the way my breasts feel and I really enjoy breast play, so this was something that was really getting me going.

“Lean over and show her what they look like,” Joe said, as his hand were now down rubbing my now exposed butt cheeks. “Look how she’s enjoying your body,” he said as I felt him kneel behind me, his cheeks brushing the exposed skin of my butt. I felt kisses and gentle squeezes on them, as I could feel his fingers finding their way under the band of my thong, pulling them down my hips. She too had her boobs in her hands, but she was not being as gentle with hers. I watched as she squashed her breasts in her hand, pulling and twisting her nipples. Then suddenly, her right hand shot down between her now spread legs and she began to run her hand up and down her pussy. I thought I was going to burst!

Joe pushed me down a bit more, towards the table. I had to use my hands to keep from falling face first onto it. He was still kneeling behind me and I could feel his breath and the gentle whisper of his lips as they grazed my burning hot skin. I felt his kisses. I felt his fingers spreading my cheeks. I felt his tongue as it gently explored around my bottom and my very wet pussy.

Somehow, as he was behind me, Joe had managed to slip out of his clothes, because when he stood up and leaned over me, I could feel his hard dick sliding up my butt crack, and it felt good! “Stay just like this and keep your eyes on her,” was all he told me, as he pulled back a little, allowing his dick to slide back down my bottom towards my pussy. The next things I felt were his hands on my cheeks and his dick sliding down, right to my opening. He made very small movements, pushing only the head into me, but then began to slowly push more of himself into me with every forward thrust. When he was all the way in me and his balls were beginning to bounce against my clit, he really began to pump me harder. No words spoken. Just the heavy breathing and sounds of our bodies experiencing an amazing feeling together.

Our watcher was now sitting on one of the small patio chairs, one leg over the arm, spread wide. Show herself to us. She now had one hand rubbing her clit and the other one pumping in and out of her pussy. She was biting her bottom lip and her head would go back and her mouth would come open. If she wasn’t coming already, she would be soon. Me too.

Joe took complete control and continued to and continued to pound into me. I was very close to my won orgasm when I heard him moan and push into me hard a few more times. I swear I could feel his dick swell and could feel when he came in me. That put me over the edge, and I had one of the most explosive orgasms of my life. I came over and over, squeezing his dick in me, pushing back onto him, my head back, and the most animalistic moan escaping my throat. Looking over at our friend, she looked like she and I had just experienced the same thing. She must have been a bit loud, as some of the outside lights near her room came on and people were looking out of their curtains. She put the fingers of her pumping hand into her mouth, sucking them clean. stood up, picked up her wine glass, and went back inside, sitting on her bed.

Joe pulled out of me slowly, and I felt a wonderful dribble of our combined come leaking out of and down my leg. I stood up, turned around and looking him in the eyes. He took my hands in his and said, “Happy anniversary, baby. I love you.”

“I love you too, you wild husband. This was amazing, Jon!” And with that we grabbed each other and kissed deeply and hungrily for several minutes. We kind of walked/fell back onto the bed. I got off of him, looked at his dick, still erect and bobbing with his heartbeat, reached out, and gave it a couple squeezes. I gave it a nice tongue bath, then told him it was his turn to just lay there and that it was my turn to be in control and that I was going to give him a good long ride. The first time was for him. This time was for me. During that hot ride, I looked over to our watcher’s room. She was standing at her window, completely naked, wine glass in one hand, gently rubbing her pussy with the other, watching us again. She raised her glass to me, took a final sip, turned and her light went out.

Jon and I made love, kissed, fondled and licked each other throughout the night. It was an amazing anniversary gift, and we were able to share it with a new friend!

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