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Author’s note: This is a sequel to my first story, My Sexual Adventure, and incorporates many of the characters from the first story, plus a few new ones. This story takes place after the events of Chapter 6, during Chris’s remaining college years. All characters are over 18, and all are loosely based on my favorite porn stars listed below. Remember to rate and leave comments for possible improvement.

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Danny Wylde: Chris Jones (22)

Aidra Fox: Kelly Lang-Jones (21)

Logan Pierce: Adam Banks (22)

Brandi Love: Alison Jones-Banks (40)

Michelle Thorne: Annette Sloan (41)

Introducing Chris Diamond as Jack Lopez (25)

Eliza Jane as Chloe (23)

Jordi El Nino Polla as Nico (24)

And Madison Ivy as Isabel (28)

Chapter List:

Chapter 1: Married Life

Chapter 2: School Friends make wild sex partners

Chapter 3: My wife and I start a Co-ed Frat!

Chapter 4: First Initiates

Chapter 5: Old Friends and New Cum At Our First Frat Orgy

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We got approval for our fraternity with Annette’s help, and once we got home, Annette and I decided to set up the house for the new arrivals. First thing I did was draw up a set of in-house rules. I know, not fun, but essential to avoid any kind of lawsuits. Finally, we discussed places to put our first recruits.

I had decided to have the top floor reserved for the marriage suite for myself, Kelly, Adam and my mom, since we were already banging up there at most evening hours anyway. The second floor, which had the most rooms, would go to our immediate friends, namely Ox, Nick, Jeff, Anthony, Zoe, Mark, Amber, and Linda, and the bottom level and the basement would go to our new recruits next semester. We’d start processing recruits late in the year, during exams, and the initiations would go throughout the summer, leading up to a full fraternal orgy at the start of the next school year.

Annette grinned at me when I finished explaining, and gave me a quick squeeze in my crotch to signal she approved. Wordlessly, she then knelt down in front of me and pulled my pants and boxers down, letting my erect dick spring free. She then opened her mouth like the cocksucker she was and engulfed my member, sucking all the way.

I always get a kick out of Annette’s skillful mouth, and since I had already cum twice earlier that day, I barely lasted a few minutes before cumming down her throat. Fortunately, Annette kept her mouth on my cock and sucked me back to full hardness within minutes, then stood up and stripped out of her clothes before leaning over the staircase railing and letting me fuck her from behind.

I fucked her hard and fast and came a second time in her pussy. She screamed with pleasure when Kelly walked through the door, having had classes after our meeting. She stood in the doorway watching us for a moment, then closed the door and stripped naked, kneeling in front of Annette and licking her cum-ridden pussy. I, in turn, pulled out and knelt in front of her and licked her up. This went on for a couple of minutes when I saw someone in the corner of my eye walk down the stairs and heard a rustle of clothes being pulled off. Then I felt a cold finger and a slick liquid on my ass, and quickly realized someone was lubing it up.

Before I could disengage from Kelly, that cold finger left my ass and was replaced with a big dick, and I quickly realized it was Adam. Feeling his cock in my ass, I made more of an effort on Kelly’s pussy as she licked up the last of my cum from Annette’s pussy. Annette meanwhile was now engaged in a tongue war with another naked person that I could see in the corner of my eye. Abandoning my wife’s pussy for a second, I looked up and grinned at the naked body that was my mother. Her voluptuous tits swaying as they wrestled against Annette’s equally large breasts, their tongues thrashing against each other and their hands free to roam anywhere they liked.

Content with the sight and Adam giving me a slow, passionate thrust every few seconds, I felt myself getting hard again and resumed eating Kelly’s pussy while she ate Annette’s. While we ate pussy, Adam took it upon himself to pleasure us both and took hold of my dick and started to masturbate me. Feeling his hand on my cock, I shivered and groaned into Kelly, forcing her to cum all over my mouth. I smiled as I finally disengaged from her and pushed off the floor, grabbing Adam by the neck and turning around to face him.

Wrapping my arm around his neck, we kissed hard, our tongues dancing around as he tasted Kelly’s pussy juices. Our combined saliva and other fluids made Adam groan as he pounded into me faster until he came in my ass, and I came from his hand onto the floor. As soon as he was finished spreading his cum in my ass, he pulled out and knelt on the floor, licking up my cum. We then stood up and each guided the three beautiful women around us upstairs to the master bedroom on the third floor, where we placed them on the bed facing away from esenyurt escort us.

Climbing onto the bed and facing the girls, Adam and I had our cocks sucked to full erection once again. We then got up off the bed and positioned ourselves behind the girls and began to enter each one, thrusting half a dozen times, then pulling out and switching it up. First I fucked left to right: Kelly, then mom, then Annette. Adam then fucked the three of them left to right. When he pulled out, I took position right to left, then Adam followed suit. We then decided to fuck each one on either side. Me with Annette, Adam with Kelly, mom was in the middle so we took turns fingering her pussy and ass.

Our collective fucking lasted a while, but one we were sated with fucking all three girls one at a time, we decided to double penetrate each one and have them cum at least once before we finally finished them off. First we fucked Annette, me in her pussy, Adam up her ass. Her howls of pleasure were immense and her orgasm equally so. She came twice before we came inside of her. Next we fucked Kelly, who lasted longer with three orgasms, and finally mom who was the craziest of all three, having us stand up and fuck her holes while she was cradled in our arms, and having Annette and Kelly rub up against our backs, smacking and probing our asses while we fucked.

That much stimulation proved really helpful, as Adam and I came at the same time and our orgasms were way more powerful than ever, shooting over a dozen loads each. We were so spent afterwards we all collapsed on the bed and stayed there for what seemed like an hour before we felt any strength to get up. I checked my alarm clock for the time and realized we were fucking for three hours straight. Feeling proud of myself, I picked up my phone and called the local pizza restaurant and ordered three large all-dressed pizzas for delivery. While we waited, the girls got into a pussy sucking circle while Adam and I masturbated each other. I was about to cum when the doorbell rang. Kelly and I walked downstairs completely nude and opened the door.

The pizza guy was at least 25 years old, blonde, and his skin was ethnically Spanish. He was around 5’8″, and fairly muscular. He wore a basic delivery uniform, t-shirt with the pizza logo, jeans and running shoes. At the sight of our naked bodies, he gaped at us and we could see a definite erection in his pants. Kelly grinned as she took the pizzas from his outstretched hands.

“Nice package!” she said, nodding to the bulge.

The pizza guy gasped and looked down, “Oh, uh, sorry! I just…” he stammered.

I smiled, “Nothing to be embarrassed about, man!” I said, “I’ve got one too, see?”

The delivery guy did look. He stared at me for a long moment, longer than any straight person should look. He then gulped and said, still staring, “That’s almost as big as mine!”

I blinked and Kelly gasped in amusement, “Almost?” she said, “How big are you?”

The Pizza guy grinned and looked up, “About 8 inches!” he said. Kelly smiled and set the pizzas down.

“Can we see it?” she asked.

The pizza guy looked shocked, “Uh, isn’t that inappropriate? I mean, I’m not even supposed to…” he trailed off as Kelly put a hand on his jeans.

“We’re already naked, so it’s no problem with us!” she said as she undid his belt and opened his fly. She fished out his dick and he was right, he was an inch longer than me, and fully erect too!

We looked at each other and grinned, “Care to join us?” I asked him.

He gave me a look that was two parts shock and one part interested. With Kelly gripping his cock, he wordlessly stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind him, silently locking his car door with the keys while he was at it. He then lifted his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest and a dragon tattoo on his left shoulder. Kelly, meanwhile, had pulled his pants down. He moved his feet and stumbled to get his shoes off and through the pants holes. There we stood, stark naked with three pizzas in hand. Kelly, her hand still wrapped around the guy’s 8 inches, led him up the stairs, with me closely behind them carrying the pizzas.

As soon as we got to the top floor and turned to the master bedroom, she called out, “Hey guys, pizza’s here and we brought a new toy with us!” The second we entered, the pizza guy was greeted with the sight of Adam on the bed, his dick and balls being sucked by two mouths. He grinned at the three of us and motioned for the pizza guy to step forward. He also slapped his hand on one of the asses and my mom sat up, looked at the new cock, and started crawling towards him. Once she was in range, she reached out and took his 8 inches into her mouth, Kelly letting go and moving to his mouth, kissing him while I rubbed my hand over his ass. He jumped at my touch, but otherwise ignored me.

While Kelly and mom focused on him, I went back to the bed and plunged my cock back into Annette’s pussy başakşehir escort while she sucked Adam’s cock. From over my shoulder, I could hear the pizza guy’s moans as Kelly’s tongue explored his mouth and mom’s tongue danced over his veiny cock. After reaching around and pulling Annette off of Adam, I repositioned us around so we were watching our new friend being blown. He lasted a lot quicker than I first did cumming inside mom’s mouth within minutes.

He had regained some of his composure, however, and as soon as mom left his cock, he disengaged from Kelly and spun my mom around and plunged his still erect cock into her pussy, forcing himself all the way in and thrusting like a lustful rabbit on Viagra. We all watched as mom howled for him to fuck her harder, to make her scream, and to cum deep inside her. He was only happy to oblige, cumming fast and hard within minutes. That fast fuck gave me the strength to speed up inside of Annette and cum into her just as fast. Once she was sated, she and mom crawled towards each other and went into a 69 position, sucking the cum out of their pussies.

The pizza guy gave me a strange look, one dazed with lust as he stumbled towards me and presented his drenched cock. Taking the hint, I popped it into my mouth and sucked him dry. He then smiled and held out his hand, “Pizza’s on me tonight!” he said as we shook, “I’m jack, by the way!”

I smiled up at him, “Nice to meet you Jack, I’m Chris.” I said, sitting back on the bed, “That’s Kelly, my wife. And this is Adam, my father in law, and over there is my mother Alison, and her old flame, Annette.”

He smiled and sat down next to me, “You guys are one messed up group of fuckers.” He said, “Hey, do you go to the local College? I heard a new co-ed frat opened the other day and were looking for recruits!”

I laughed out loud, “Yeah that was me” I said, “You want to join? I mean, you have already passed the first test!”

Jack looked at me, confused, “I did? How?” he asked.

I smiled and pointed to his cock, “You had bisexual sex! You offered me your cock and didn’t object when I fondled you! Our core goal in the frat is to have as much bisexual sex as possible and use hidden cameras to record all of it for the Seductive Swingers United Porn Corporation.”

Jack looked at me for a long time, then leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips, putting his arms around me and grabbing my cock in the process. I returned his kiss and grabbed his cock too. We held on for a while, then disengaged for a pause, our hands still on each other’s cocks, “So is that a yes?” I asked. He smiled and nodded.

We continued for another hour, and by the time we had finished, Jack had fucked each one of us and been fucked twice in the ass by both me and Adam. He left with a huge smile and an erect cock, his clothes over his shoulder. We ate our cold pizza and by the time we were finished, Annette was too tired to continue fucking so she gathered her clothes and left too. Kelly, mom, Adam and I retired to the bedroom where the smell of sex was ripe and we fell asleep nude in each other’s arms contentedly.

The next morning, I had fliers sent to bulletin boards around the school before classes. They were meant to be both an advertisement for our Fraternity and a sign-up sheet for those willing to join. The fliers read:

‘Do you like threesomes, foursomes, orgies, gangbangs, fetish porn, bondage porn, sex dungeons, strap-on dildos, sex toys, and other forms of sexual pleasure fit for a porn star? If that’s a yes, come join our new Co-ed fraternity. Recruitment starts at the end of this school year and goes on until the start of the new school semester next year. Hazings and initiations will go on throughout the summer and both men and women will be selected. Get ready to party hard and fuck harder, because he Alpha Rho Opyo Fraternity will make you enjoy every pleasure of the human body! Sign up below, and be sure to check out the initiative quiz in the link below that! See you soon!’

Over the next few weeks, we got fliers back with names filled out in every box available, and every website strip was gone. Clearly everyone who had signed also took the quiz and was likely still interested. We soon found out by the end of exams.

Around the first week after the end of classes, in early May, a series of emails flooded my server as over 200 people had signed up on the fliers, asking questions about the quiz they were supposed to take. To all of them, I answered the same five questions they had asked, “Yes, you have to take the quiz to join the fraternity.” “Yes, the quizzes do ask about your sexual preferences!” “No, you can’t join without taking the test.” “Yes, I’ll know if you do skip the quiz” and “No, you are not allowed to have sex in the fraternity without the partner’s permission, we don’t promote rape!”

As soon as the two hundred emails were replied to, nearly 30 people who signed up backed out, saying küçükçekmece escort they didn’t want to join a fag group. They were not missed. Everyone else who joined stayed on, and consisted of both men and women of all ethnicities and sexual orientations. We got a total of 170 people remaining who were interested, but the builders I spoke to a week before term ended told me that our house wouldn’t be able to support any more than 50 people without making extensions.

I decided then and there that we’d make extensions to the pool house and turn it into a guest house, which would house the majority of recruits. The contractors estimated that the new editions would be only valid for a total of 75 to 100 people, so we had our goal. While the contractors worked over the summer on the pool house, we’d set up initiations and cullings for students to join. We’d go from 175 to around 85-100 people in total, and we’d make sure half if not most were bisexual. The quizzes included in their registration specified which preference they were, whether it was straight, gay, bisexual, or transgender.

Like I told Jack the other day, those who wanted to join had the pass a first test, have sex with both genders and show proof. Ove the next few days of May, I got more emails from finalists with videos, each one more arousing than the last. Some were MMFs (two guys and a girl), MFFs (one guy and two girls), coupled foursomes, and a few were bisexual orgies, gay and straight gangbangs, and circle jerks. I made digital copies of these and sent back replies to them with congratulations that they’d passed, and sent the copies to SSU for review.

Some of the videos I highlighted for personal arousal included a threesome with two girls and a guy. The video started with a petite blonde introducing herself as Chloe and her friends as Jimmy (the guy, brown hair, tan skin, and a 6 inch cock) and Amy (the other girl, a redhead with b-cup tits and a shaven pussy). The two girls then started licking Jimmy’s cock at the base, then kissing each other passionately when they reached the tip. This went on for about five minutes when Jimmy stood up and had the girls scissor while he massaged his dick between their tits until he came in front of the camera.

The second video was of a guy who I assumed was 19, but in fact was a few years older than me at 24. He said his name was Nico and his video contained two MILFS with giant tits and shapely asses. He said in the video that they were his step-mom and her best friend. Nico was around 5’5″ tall, and while he was thin, he had a large 7 inch dick and quite a bit of muscle on his body. Throughout the video, the two MILFS played with Nico like he was a sex toy with a brain, they picked him up, sat him on their pussies, and scissored with him in between. When he came, he released a torrent of cum.

The last video I watched before cumming myself was, according to the person taking it, was an erotic roleplay scenario she loved with her boyfriend and their best friends. The girl was named Isabel and she had auburn hair and c-cup tits. Her boyfriend was Asian and had a massive 8 inch dick and a chiseled body. His name was Yin. Their friends were a blonde girl named Rose and a Tall white guy named Joey with a bit of a curl in his brown hair and a bit of hair on his chest. The video was your average swinger party with a bisexual twist where Yin and Joey kissed each other while fucking their girls doggy style, then spoon fucking each other while their girls 69ed

Among the other submitted videos were those sent in by my friends who’ve already participated in bisexual orgies the previous year, Anthony, Jeff, Mark, and their girlfriends Zoe, Linda and Amber. There were also a set of videos from Nick and Ox, and one or two videos from a petite black girl and her BBC brothers from across the state, who I met at the Generational Orgy last year. I highlighted those and sent them to SSU as well! Within a week, SSU submitted approvals on every video and I sent approval replies to the ones submitted. I also sent a few rejection letters.

The rejected videos contained nothing but straight sex that, while entertaining, only fit half the criteria our fraternity was looking for. They only had guys fucking girls, guys fucking guys, or girls having lesbian orgies. None of the rejected videos had bisexual encounters in any way, which I enjoyed a lot more than when I started having straight sex. I told the rejected that exactly in my letters, thanking them for their submissions and explained that while their videos were sexy, they didn’t match our goal. A few people sent back replies giving me the finger emoji, others told me to go fuck myself, and a few suggested I get impaled by a giant cock or called my a cuckold for my lack of vision.

As a result, I immediately blocked them from my contacts list, and gave SSU a list of names so that they’d block any and all access to videos to those people who got pissed off over their rejection. It may sound petty, but SSU and I agreed that people who didn’t fit our criteria shouldn’t benefit from the stuff they were missing out on!

In any event, we had a total of 115 people approved for final trials. Soon, they got to experience the full range of bisexuality, gay orgies, gangbangs and anything else Seductive Swingers United had to offer, all contained in one College Fraternity.

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My parents always had dreams of me being a doctor or a lawyer. I really didn’t have the grades for any of those career options. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to go to college. I really didn’t know what the hell I wanted to do. I wanted to take my time and find something that interested me. I always liked to entertain people. I thought maybe I could be an entertainer. Except the kind of entertaining I wanted to do was with my body.

I’ve always been told that I’m quite beautiful. I can’t be a model because I’m too short. I’m 5’4″ and weigh one hundred pounds. My best attributes are my breasts. I have a 38 D cup size. I have long brown hair and brown, almond-shaped eyes. I have always enjoyed dancing and I’m really good at it.

My family was pressing me to go to college and I really didn’t have the grades. I never really applied myself when I was in high school. Eventually, I told my parents that I didn’t want to attend college. My father was not happy with the news of me not attending college. He told me if I didn’t go to college, I would need to get a job.

I told my parents I wanted to find myself. My father was not impressed and told me to go find myself out of his house. I packed my bags and gathered all the money that I had saved and left my house. A few friends of mine had told me about a reasonable apartment in the city. The apartment was perfect and the landlord rented it to me. I had enough money to tide me over for a little while.

I figured I’d look for a job as a dancer. I was a really good dancer and figured I could find a job in a strip joint. I have a really great body and thought that would be a good job until I could figure out what to do. I walked around aimlessly, most days trying to find work. I found a really cool club that had exotic dancers. I went in and asked if they had any jobs. The bartender told me they had positions open for lap dancers. I met with the owner and gave him a lap dance. He was impressed and gave me a job.

Luckily, they gave me a lot of hours and I worked as a lap dancer. I was really good at my job and eventually made an impression on my customers. I had regulars that wanted lap dances frequently. I made a lot of money doing that. I guess I did it for about six months.

Eventually, one night at the end of the night when all the customers had left, I got up on the stage and did a dance. The owner was impressed and asked me to give dancing a try. I agreed and that’s how I became an exotic dancer. The money was better than being a lap dancer. Once I started to dance, people came from all over the place to see me. I became pretty popular at the club. The owner eventually made me his headline dancer.

It was exciting seeing my name in lights. I was the headline dancer for about a year. The owner introduced me to one of his clients. I got talking to her and she told me about another opportunity she thought I would be better suited for. She was a madam and told me about the perks of being an escort in her brothel. The money was much better than I made at the club. I accepted her offer and moved into her brothel. I still kept my apartment because it was cheap.

I lived with her and the other escorts at the brothel. All the girls made seventy percentof the profit and the madam kept the avcılar escort other thirty percent. Diane was the madam. She took care of all the business. She found all of our clients and made sure the customers were disease free.

My name is Brenda Ross and I’m going to tell you about a job that I recently did. I’ll go over all the details.

**

“Brenda, you’ve been chosen to work at a bachelor party tonight. You’ll need to go to the catering hall about an hour early. Ask for Mr. Davis and he will help you get ready for the party. This particular job pays four thousand dollars.”

“Okay. That sounds exciting. I can’t wait to go. I’m excited about the fee, I just wonder what I’ll be doing.”

“Most of the evening, you’ll be on display.”

“Display? What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”

“Okay.”

“Talk to you later.”

“Bye.”

I went back to my room and took a nap for a while. I couldn’t imagine what she meant about being on ‘display.’ When I woke up I took a long bath and got myself ready. I wore a black dress, stockings, and pumps.

I did my make-up and fixed my hair. I wondered what I’d be expected to do. The fee was large, so I was expecting a gang-bang. Gang-bangs brought in the most money. Four-thousand dollars was definitely a pretty large fee.

I walked outside where Louis was waiting with the limo. I got into the car and relaxed. I had some wine on the ride over there. My mind was filled with interesting thoughts about the evening.

The limo stopped and Louis came and helped me out. I walked into the establishment.

“Hello. I’m here to see Mr. Davis.”

“Sure. Follow me.”

I was brought into a room that was off of the kitchen.

“Miss Ross, I’ve been expecting you.”

“Hello. Nice to meet you. I’m Brenda.”

“Tonight you’re going to be a model. My staff will be arranging sushi all over your body.”

“Like a human sushi dish?”

“Yes! Just like that.”

“That’s one for the books. Wonderful. Do you have a robe I could change into?”

Mr. Davis went into a closet and pulled out a robe and handed it to me.

“You can change in the restroom and put this on. Here’s a bag you can keep your clothes in. I’ll take them and give them to you at the end of the party.”

“Thanks.”

I took the robe and went into the restroom and removed my clothes. I put everything into the bag. I put the robe on and walked out of the restroom. Mr. Davis was waiting for me and I handed him my bag.

“Follow me, Miss.”

Mr. Davis took me to another room. I removed the robe and got comfortable on the table. A group of men came in and arranged the sushi all over my body. They carefully put the sushi rolls up and down my body. They put spicy mayo around my left breast and wasabi sauce on my right breast. They put a dollop of the mayo on my bald pussy.

I had sushi on my arms, legs, and stomach. There were all types and styles (Ikura Gukan, Sake Nigiri, Kappa Maki, Maguro Nigiri, Uni, Toro, Hamachi, Ebi Nigiri, Amaebi, Tamagoyaki, California Rolls, Futomaki, and Tekkamaki.)

“You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

Once they had arranged the sushi, halkalı escort Mr. Davis came back and took several pictures of me. I could hear the people starting to gather for the event. I knew it was a bachelor party and was pretty sure after they ate the sushi, I would be entertaining them with my body.

**

“I want to welcome you all here to John’s bachelor party. We have an open bar with premium alcohol. We’ll be wheeling out the appetizers for you to enjoy. Have a great time, everyone.”

“You guys are great,” John said.

“We have a big surprise for you. Close your eyes and we’ll bring it out.”

Mr. Davis and his staff carried me on the table and put me in the center of the room.

“Holy fuck! She’s absolutely beautiful. What a clever idea.”

“What’s your name, sweetie?”

“Brenda.”

“A human sushi platter. That’s really incredible,” John excitedly said.

John and his friends all came towards the table. A few of them took pictures of me with their cell phones. The men began to eat the sushi. They would pick the sushi up with the chopsticks and swirl my breasts with the sauces. It was very exciting and felt really amazing. They would take the sushi and rub it all over my pussy and then eat it. A few guys came over to my pussy and just licked it. The groom-to-be took a California roll and pushed it into my pussy and ate it out with his tongue.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy. Your pussy tastes amazing.”

A few of them put their fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me. Once my pussy was juicy, they would dip the rolls into my cunt. This went on for a while. I was kissed, fondled, finger fucked, and orally eaten. Each man enjoyed me in some kind of capacity.

When all the sushi was eaten, I was naked on the table. The men took their clothes off and circled around the table. The groom-to-be approached me first. He licked my pussy up and down like an ice cream cone. He sucked on my clit and pushed one finger into my warm box. He proceeded to push several fingers into my cunt and fingered me hard.

“Fist her!” they shouted.

The groom-to-be pushed his fist deeper into my pussy. I was squirming all over the table which was making me excited. He pushed it in and then pulled it out. He did this several times. Eventually, I began to squirt.

“Fuck! She squirts. That’s fucked up!”

The men were enjoying that I could squirt. They were all pulling on their cocks while they watched me have squirting orgasms.

“Fuck! You’re so fucking hot.”

While my pussy was being adored orally, another man put his cock into my mouth. I sucked and slurped on his large cock. He was moving his hips and fucking my mouth fast. I kept pace with him while I was making all kinds of sucking and slurping noises. The guy got very excited and blasted his cum down my throat. I swallowed it all down.

“I’ve got to fuck her,” John announced.

The groom-to-be moved me down on the table. He slid his cock into my pussy. His cock was on the bigger side. Once he was inside of me, he fucked me hard and fast. My legs were at his side while he pushed in and out of my bald cunt. A couple of the other guys stood on either side of me. I stroked their beylikdüzü escort cocks up and down and all around. They were moaning and groaning.

Another man approached the table. I opened my mouth and sucked his cock. His cock was on the smaller side and I was able to deep throat him. He was moaning while I gave him head. He got very excited and dumped his load of cum down my throat. I swallowed it all down. Everybody got a turn.

The groom-to-be didn’t want to share me. His cock was about eight inches long and felt amazing in my cunt. He was thrusting in and out of my pussy. The guy was never coming. My pussy was soaking wet while he fucked me.

“If you pull out now, I will squirt!”

The groom-to-be pulled out of my pussy. I screamed and had another squirting orgasm. All the men rushed over to my pussy and took turns drinking down my juices.

“She’s so fucking hot! I wish my girlfriend did that.”

“She’s a professional. Professional women are always wild. She’s so sexy.”

“We should all fuck her. Get her on her hands and knees. One of us can fuck her ass!”

“Okay!”

One of the guys got positioned on the table. I eased my pussy down on his cock. I rocked and moved my cunt all over his dick. He sat up and played with my full and firm tits. I was rolling my hips while I fucked him. The groom-to-be came behind me and spread my buttocks. He licked my puckered asshole. He put his finger inside of my asshole and fingered me.

I was moaning while I was fucking the guy. The groom-to-be pushed his cock slowly into my asshole. My asshole was tight, and began stretching while he eased himself inside. Once he was in, he fed the rest of his cock in slowly. I was grunting while he got inside of me. He was pulling my hips while he pushed the head in and out of my asshole. He was slapping my buttocks while he fucked me hard.

The guy I was fucking blasted my cunt with his cream. My pussy was filled with his cum. The groom-to-be pulled out and I got off of the one guy. They all switched and I got on top of the next guy. I eased down on his cock and another guy entered my asshole. I was moving and rocking on the one cock, while the other guy entered my asshole and fucked me hard. This went on for a while. They all took turns. All of them came in my pussy.

After they were done having me as a group, each of them took turns fucking me regularly by themselves. Sometimes I would be on my back. Other times, I’d ride them cowgirl. A few of the men only wanted anal sex. I sucked all their cocks many times during the night.

I was a real cum slut that evening. I swallowed loads of cum. I was definitely earning my fee. Once it was over, the best man handed me an envelope.

“Thank you, Miss! Our groom-to-be had an amazing time. Your fee is in the envelope with an additional tip. Thank you for your services.”

I looked into the envelope and checked that the fee was inside. There was a lot of extra money too. That must have been the tip he had mentioned.

“Thank you. I hope you all had a great time. Have a good night!”

Mr. Davis came into the room and handed me the robe. I put it on and got myself cleaned up in the restroom. I walked out, and Louis was waiting for me in the limo. I got inside and had some more wine and counted my tip. I was given two thousand dollars extra. I smiled and was quite happy with myself.

I put the money into my purse and had several glasses of wine. Eventually, I was dropped off at the brothel. Next time, I’ll tell you about another story that happened to me. Always, another John and another story.

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It has been a while since we last posted a story. A lot has happened in that time. For the sake of continuity, we will start where we left off. This continues our first weekend with our new bull, Danny. We thought we would experiment with a different style of writing. It is sort of a dialog/point-counter point. Let us know if you like it.

Kate: If the evening had ended in our garage with me being bound and fucked by Danny and then brought to orgasm again by Will’s tongue, it would have been amazing. However, it continued.

As I walked into the house in a daze, cum dripping down my legs, I saw Danny pull a gym bag out of his car. I wondered what was in it. I was a little nervous. Will got off of his knees, his face slick with the combination of Danny’s ejaculate, my juices and urine.

As we made our way into the house, via the mudroom, Danny stopped us.

He said to Will, “Take off your clothes.”

Will hesitated and then did as he was told. He stripped down to his underwear.

“All of it”

I could tell Will was not sure what to do. We had played the dom/sub with bulls before but, somehow, this seemed different.

Will: Yeah, this was different. I was embarrassed to be naked in front of them. It is a position of weakness. Humiliating to be standing totally bare in front of my clothed wife and her lover. In any case, I finished stripping. Despite the shame I felt, I was very turned on.

Once I was naked, Danny said, “Kate, show me to your bedroom. Will, make us drinks.”

He asked what Kate would like to drink. She said “whatever” was fine.

Danny wouldn’t have it. “No, tell your cuckold what you would like to drink. I’ll have a scotch.”

She said she would have that as well. As they made their way to the bedroom, I made the drinks. My head was spinning. Here I was, naked in our kitchen, making drinks on the orders of a younger man who had already fucked my wife in front of me. I had no idea what was in store.

Kate: I showed atakent escort Danny the way to our bedroom. We have a large master bedroom with a sitting area containing a small couch and an easy chair. Danny sat in the chair and told me to strip. I didn’t have much on at this point, just my dress and bra. I stood in front of him, fully naked for the first time. He told me to come closer. I felt like a piece of meat as he examined my body. He ran his hands up and down, squeezed my ass, caressed my breasts. He was feeling my breasts when he suddenly squeezed my nipple, hard. I yelped and pulled back.

“Don’t worry.” He said, “You will get used to the pain.”

He had me turn around and bend over, displaying my cunt and asshole. He ran his fingers around my clit and gently inserted two fingers into my pussy. It felt wonderful. He really knew what he was doing. I was on the verge of cumming when he stopped. He pulled out and, with his fingers lubed by my pussy juices, his cum, etc., began to probe my asshole. First one finger, then two, then a third. I grunted as I tried to take them all.

He said, “Mmmm…nice and tight”

I knew he meant to take my ass. I was scared but somehow excited by the prospect. I had never had anyone as big as him take me anally. All of our bulls have been well hung but I always resisted doing anal with them.

At this point, he told me I was a mess and should go get cleaned up and put something sexy on. I went and took a shower. With the hot water streaming over my body from the multiple shower heads I was very relaxed yet I apprehensive and excited about what might come next.

Will: I finished pouring our drinks and made my way upstairs. It was demeaning to walk into our bedroom, naked, carrying a try of cocktails for my wife and our new bull. Danny had me put them down and get on my knees. That is how Kate found me as she walked out of the dressing room wearing a pair of very high heels, thigh high, sheer stockings a thong and a lacy bra that barely beykent escort contained her 34D breasts. She looked amazing.

Danny took a box out of they gym bag he had brought in from the car.

He handed it to Kate saying, “Put this on Will.”

She opened the box and pulled out a cock cage. It was stainless steel cage with an opening for pissing. There was a plastic cock ring for encircling the base of the cock and balls. I was feeling more and more shame. My wife was about to cage my cock on the orders of her new lover.

She clipped the cock ring portion around my cock and balls. She tried to get my cock into the cage. It was difficult. First off, I am a fair amount bigger than average, 7.5″ and very thick with huge balls. Second, I was on my knees with my incredibly hot wife handling my cock and balls. Of course I became erect.

Danny laughed saying, “I guess you’ll have to take care of that first.”

Kate started to stroke me but he put a stop to it saying, “No, don’t touch him unless you have my permission. Come here and sit next to me. Let him masturbate.”

Kate arose and went to the couch. Danny joined her there. I was told to crawl over and kneel in front of them. Danny pulled her close, kissed her deeply and began to fondle her breasts. He told me to start stroking. I did as I was told. I was so turned on. On my knees with my wife watching me masturbate. I was quickly ready to cum. Danny told me to cum on Kate’s feet. With a grunt I spewed my load onto her well-manicured feet. Now, when I was younger, I used to cum in huge loads. Not as big now but still better than average but no where near as much as the young guys we play with. It was a pretty big load. Danny ordered me to clean her feet. I started to go get a towel.

He said, “No, eat your cum. Get it all.”

I did as ordered.

Kate: I walked out of the bathroom to find my husband, naked and on his knees. Will has been in submissive positions before but this was, somehow, different. büyükçekmece escort Danny was so commanding. I felt like I had no control. I felt bad seeing my husband like this. However, as I sat next to Danny, felt his lips against mine, his tongues exploring my mouth, entwining with mine I was lost in the moment. I wanted him in any way he wanted to take me. I knew I would do anything he ordered me to. I looked into Will’s eyes as he masturbated for me and my bull. He looked pathetic. I practically came when he started to clean the load from my feet.

With him now soft, I could get his cock in the cage. I snapped the lock shut and gave Danny the key. I could barely look at Will, I felt so bad for him.

Next Danny pulled out of his bag of tricks a set of soft shackles and a length of chain. He proceeded to put the shackles on to Will’s wrists and ankles. Will offered no resistance. He then put Wills hands behind his back and cuffed his hands together and then his feet. He used the length of chain to connect Will’s feet and hands. He was now hog tied and helpless. I felt bad for him yet it made me hot to see my otherwise alpha male husband, shackled and cock-caged, on his knees before my bull. It also made me a little nervous. Danny could now do anything to me that he wanted to.

Will: The shame and humiliation of the scene coupled with my recent orgasm made me docile as I was shackled and chained. I could barely look Kate in the eye as I knelt before them, totally helpless.

Danny grabbed something out of the bag. It was a pair of nipple clamps. I saw Kate cringe a little. Danny saw it as well.

“My subs do not have safe words.” He said “They do not have limits. That doesn’t mean you can’t say no. However, if either of you refuses to do as told, we will stop. I will pack up and leave you and wish you well. We will not play again though. So, be careful where you draw your limits. That said, I will bring you along slowly so that you can reach new realms where you might never have thought you could play. If you are not prepared for that then I will make love with Kate for the next few hours while you watch and then we will part ways. Do you agree?”

I looked at Kate. She looked at me. She seemed in a daze. She said, “yes.” I couldn’t do anything but agree as well.

Kate: I couldn’t help it. I agreed. I wanted to see what was next.

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This is part 2 of our wild fantasy party night. It picks up right where the first part ended. I would suggest reading part 1 to catch up on the players and activities of the night leading up to part 2.

The host appeared on the stage and instructed us to gather our clothes and reconvene in the bar area for instructions on the rest of the evening. Paige and I reconnected and put on our clothes to move on with the evening. As everyone congregated by the bar having drinks and enjoying discussing the excitement of the night the host appeared with a set of envelopes.

She gathered everyone’s attention and explained the details. Upon arrival all of the men had been given a key to a room. In addition, all of the women had picked a key from a pile that did not include their husband’s key. In the envelopes were the keys that the women randomly picked. This would set up the final activity for the evening.

One by one the women were to come up and open the envelope to reveal a room number. The husband who held that key was to come up and join her. After all couples had been announced the men were to escort their date to the room and spend the night doing whatever they decide. At 8:00 a.m. the next morning everyone was to return to the ballroom for departure. The only catch was that in each room video cameras had been set up to record the action in each room. An app could be downloaded if you wanted to watch the streaming video from each room live but copies would also be provided to the group for future watching.

The excitement filled the room as we all waited to see who we would pair up with for the night. The host called them up one at a time with Amy being the first to come forward and reveal her room. “710” she announced. Tommy pushed through the crowd to join her at the front and they smiled and exchanged a kiss. Ashley and Grant were paired up followed by Autumn and John.

Paige followed next and I could see she was both excited and nervous to find out her partner. She opened the envelope and revealed she would be staying in Room 707. Her eyes scanned the available men until she heard someone exclaim “JACKPOT!”. Everyone laughed as Blaine danced his way up to the front to join her. He picked her up off her feet and kissed her. I knew she had always wanted him so was excited to know that he would be with her tonight. Anticipation grew as Sophie went next and was joined at the front by Chad.

Sara, Stacey and Kelsey were left and I knew that no matter what I was going to have an incredible night. All three women were not only sexy but also were known to be wild in the bedroom. Kelsey walked up next and since Steven hadn’t been called up yet I knew it was between Jay and me to see who would be with her. Flirtatiously she drug out the announcement of the room number as she looked at all of us. “7” she said before pausing, “0” she continued as the anticipation grew. We all looked at our room key for some reason even though we knew the number. I felt like I was at a lottery hoping for a 4 to come out next. “4” she finished and gazed directly into my eyes with what appeared to be a hope that it was me. I looked at Jay and then to Steven before slowly walking up to claim my prize. She clapped and giggled with excitement as I embraced her and planted a kiss. By default Jay and Stacey were then paired up followed by Steven and Sara. The partners were set and everyone was dismissed to enjoy the evening.

Kelsey and I gathered her bags and exited quickly toward the elevators in a rush to get to the room. We were the first to catch an elevator and as the door closed she turned to me and kissed me as she pressed her body against me. I reached behind to grab her ass while we continued to make out for the short ride to the seventh floor. The door opened and we quickly exited with her bag toward our room. I opened the door for her and followed behind setting her bag by the bathroom door. She hopped on the bed and motioned to me to come join her. We spent the next few minutes kissing and touching each other passionately before I suggested that I go take a shower while she got her bags unpacked.

After my shower Kelsey excused herself to the shower to get ready. I found a card with instructions for the app and decided to take the time to get it set up while Kelsey was freshening up. After downloading the app I found that each camera had been numbered to match the room number. To test it out I pressed room 704 and saw myself on the screen. The camera was positioned by the TV so I made note of that for later.

I changed the room number to 703 and watched as Stacey had wasted no time in getting Jay hard again. She was on her knees sucking his cock with his pants at his ankles while he slipped off his shirt. I watched for a minute before changing channels again to check out another room. Most of the rooms didn’t have action yet with people showering or not having made it to the room yet. I flipped back to 703 and watched as Stacey was now naked and riding Jay’s cock with her back to him. I didn’t know if she knew bostancı escort where the camera was but this gave me a straight on look at her tits bouncing as she rode his huge cock. I watched the pure satisfaction on her face as she took his cock inside her and began to scream in pleasure.

“Oh fuck Jay…that cock is so fucking huge…I need it..Fuck me…OHHHH YEEESSS”.

As she came I watched her eyes roll back in pleasure and her body go into spasm. After she dismounted his cock she grabbed his hand to lead him to the shower and out of view.

Before I could change room numbers on the stream I heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see sexy Kelsey walking toward me in a black fishnet gartered bodystocking connected to thigh high stockings and finished off with strappy high heels. She had left the panties in the back exposing her waxed pussy. The bodystocking allowed full view of her delicious breasts and body and as she approached me I could feel my cock growing harder with every step. She playfully spun around in front of me allowing me access to view her backside.

Kelsey then reached to her phone on the nightstand and started playing music. She told me to sit in the chair next to the bed and let her dance for me. I had slipped boxers on after my shower and left them on while I sat down. Kelsey stood in front of me dancing seductively to the music while remaining far enough away that I couldn’t touch her. She turned and bent forward shaking her ass in front of me and allowing a clear view of her beautiful wet pussy. As she stood up she moved backward to sit on my lap and rubbed her pussy hard against my crotch while reaching her hand behind my head and gently kissing my ear. She grabbed my hands and moved them to her breasts while she continued to grind away on my boxer covered cock and teasing me by not letting me inside yet.

Her hands stayed on top on mine guiding me over her breasts before leading my right hand down to her pussy. Again she kept her hand on mine and guided my fingers into her awaiting wet pussy. Plunging her fingers over mine both of our hands were inside her. I kissed her neck while I continued to caress her breast with my left hand and finger her with my right hand. Her soft moans of pleasure were incredibly sexy and left me longing to get inside her. I now had three fingers inside her as I alternated between rubbing her G spot, fucking her with my fingers, and rubbing her clit. Her hands were now both behind my head as we kissed. I could feel her growing closer to her first orgasm and wanted badly to make her cum. Her breathing had quickened and her soft moans had turned louder as my fingers moved faster in and out of her pussy.

“Cum for me Kelsey…I want to see you cum.” I whispered to her as I kissed her ear and neck.

The encouragement seemed to help her approach climax as she writhed her hips in unison with my fingers going in and out. Her hand slipped down to her clit and furiously began making circular motions while I increased the speed of my fingers fucking her.

“OH…OHHHH…OHHHHH…FUCK YES…I’M THERE…OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH”

She let out as her orgasm overtook her body. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and kissed her while she continued to climax and tighten her pussy on my fingers.

“Oh my god…that was intense…thank you”. She said as her muscles relaxed from her orgasm and she stood up.

I stood with her and kissed her for a few minutes before suggesting we grab and drink and watch the live stream for a few to let us both cool down a little. Kelsey took control of the app and turned to the room that Steven was in with Sara. Nobody looked to be in the room and the shower didn’t sound like it was on. We switched off of their room to Autumn and John’s room. Much to our surprise we saw 4 bodies in the room on the bed together.

It appeared that Steven and Sara had joined Autumn and John for some swapping fun. The men were on the bed watching as Autumn was positioned between Sara’s legs with her tongue jutting in and out of her pussy. The sounds were amazing as Sara’s excitement was evident by not only the loud moans coming from her mouth but also from the slurping sounds coming from Autumn eating her dripping wet pussy.

Steven moved over to position his cock next to Sara’s mouth and she wasted no time in devouring his cock. He thrust back and forth fucking her mouth while she continued to get eaten out by Autumn. Not willing to stay on the sidelines John raised Autumn’s hips up on the bed and moved in behind to fuck her. Obvioiusly turned on he started fucking her with long hard thrusts followed by fast thrusts bringing Autumn quickly to orgasm. She buried her face in Sara’s pussy as she let out a glorious moan of pleasure.

“Oh yes Autumn…that feels so good…lick that pussy for me…make me cum”.

Sara begged as she released Steven’s cock to focus on Autumn eating her. Steven dropped down and began licking Sara’s nipples helping bring her beykoz escort closer to orgasm. Sara grabbed Autumn’s head and pressed it tightly to her as her body convulsed in screaming orgasm. Simultaneously John couldn’t handle the excitement anymore and with a final few thrusts he unloaded his cum inside Autumn. John excused himself to go clean up leaving Steven alone with these two sexual dynamos.

“I need you to fuck the shit out of me Steven!” Sara announced as Autumn moved up to kiss her.

The two women kissed passionately while Steven pulled Sara to the side of the bed so that he could fuck her. The side view allowed Kelsey and I to watch as her husband slid his cock into Sara causing her to moan with pleasure.

“Oh yes Steven…I need that dick…show me how you fuck Kelsey.”

Steven started with long slow strokes and would alternate faster and harder to tease her and leave her wanting more. Autumn crawled toward him as he continued to fuck Sara and kissed him aggressively pressing her huge tits against his body.

“Can I fuck him Sara?…Please let me feel that dick too.” Autumn begged.

Kelsey watched as Autumn laid next to Sara so that Steven could alternate between these two women. Steven pulled out of Sara and put Autumn’s legs on his shoulders plunging his rock hard cock all the way inside her.

“OH YEAH STEVEN…That’s what I want…Fuck that pussy” Autumn told him.

He fucked her hard and fast making her tits move violently with each thrust. I was amazed at his staying power as he was able to switch back and forth between the two women and fuck them hard without cumming. The women told him to lay on the bed so that they could ride him.

“Don’t cum until you make us both cum…promise?” Autumn insisted.

She let Sara get on top first and ride him. Sara’s thin athletic frame looked stunning as she mounted his cock and started riding him. She was obviously wanting to cum quickly as the intensity of her motions was unbelievable. Autumn licked her nipples and fingered her clit while she grinded on his cock.

“Oh yes…I’m going to cum…Yes…OOOOOOHHHHH FUUUCKKK. …YES STEVEN…YEEESSS!” She screamed loudly as she came.

Steven was able to hold out somehow and Sara hopped off to allow Autumn the opportunity to mount his cock. Autumn mounted his cock and seeing the contrast between the two women was amazing. Autumn’s big tits bounced as she rode him allowing him to grab them while she fucked him. Sara kissed her lips and rubbed her hand down her back to her butt. She squeezed her ass and helped push her up and down on Steven’s cock.

Autumn whispered something in her ear that we couldn’t hear. Immediately after Sara slid her hand between Autumn’s cheeks and gently played with her asshole. Autumn let out a loud moan and said

“That’s it…finger my ass while he fucks me.”

Sara slowly inserted one finger in her ass and began slowly moving it in and out in unison with each thrust of Steven’s cock.

“OH FUUCCK…Give me that cock…Fuck me Steven…Make me cum”

Autumn screamed as she fucked him harder and faster causing Sara to speed up with her. Sara slipped a second finger in her ass and kissed her while increasing the pleasure of having a cock in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. Sara could feel Steven’s cock with her fingers on each thrust and loved how wild Autumn was riding his cock.

“This is so hot I can’t hold out anymore…I’m going to cum” Steven announced.

“Yes baby…fill me up…cum inside me Steven.”

Autumn began to grind her pussy on his cock while Sara held her fingers inside her. Steven grunted and his eyes rolled back as he came inside Autumn while she intensely continued to grind on his cumming cock.

“FUUUUUCKK MMEEE…OOOHHHHHHH…YEEEEESSS” Autumn screamed at the top of her lungs for the whole hotel to hear.

Watching her husband with two women turned Kelsey on more than she could ever have imagined. She leaned toward me and apologized in advance for what she was about to do to me.

“I need to cum so bad. Can I sit on your face?”

She asked as she had already started to climb toward me. I couldn’t even answer before she had lowered herself down onto my face with her obviously excited pussy. I wasted no time in plunging my tongue inside her vigorously eating her. She responded by gripping the headboard of the bed and grinding her pussy onto my tongue.

“FUUCK…OHHH YYESS…OHHHHHHH!” She moaned as a massive orgasm overtook her body.

Her body tensed and she squeezed the headboard as she continued to grind through her orgasm. Without hesitation she slid down my body and mounted my awaiting cock. She rode me wildly as I watched her perky tits bounce in my face. The lust in her eyes was amazing as she stared back at me increasing the pace with which she was fucking me.

“I wanted you all night long! Watching you earlier with Sara and Autumn made me so wet.”

I didn’t kurtköy escort think she could fuck me any harder but to my surprise as I grabbed her tits squeezing her nipples she went into another gear as her moans became screams.

“I’m going to cum again…Fuck me James…Make that pussy cum for you!”.

I pressed her hips down tight on my cock making her feel how hard she was making me. Her hips ground back and forth while she moved her fingers to her clit bringing her to immediate climax.

“That’s it…Oh yes…FFUUCK MMEE…I’M CCUUUMMMING!!”

She collapsed beside me after a second mind blowing orgasm. I told her how hot she was and how I was disappointed earlier when we didn’t get to play together. I had secretly hoped we would spend the night together and didn’t want it to end! She leaned over and put a passionate kiss on my lips slipping her tongue in my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes while she cooled down before she moved her head down toward my cock.

She teased me with her tongue kissing the tip while using her hand to stroke the shaft. Just when I thought I couldn’t take the teasing any longer she slid her mouth down the shaft wrapping her tongue around my cock in swirling motions in the most amazing blowjob. She took the whole length in her mouth and before wildly fucking me with her mouth. Watching her head bob as she sucked made me have to concentrate on not exploding.

I reached over to her pussy that had inched closer to me while she blew me. I slipped two fingers inside her and fucked her hard with them causing her to suck harder on my cock. I had to get inside her so I pulled my cock from her mouth and bent her over so that I could pound her hard from behind. Her ass looked gorgeous as I approached her from behind.

“Show me what you want baby! My pussy is all yours tonight!”

She encouraged me as the head of my engorged cock entered her pussy. Her hips slammed back against me taking the whole length of my cock inside. I reached around and grabbed her tits while I fucked her hard from behind making her moan loudly. As my climax built I slowed to prolong it as long as I could. Kelsey would have none of it and screamed

“Cum with me. I’m so close. Fuck me hard and cum inside me. Please James I need you to fuck me hard.”.

Not wanting to disappoint I grabbed her hips and proceeded to fuck her harder than I have ever fucked anyone before. My balls began to swell as I could feel the orgasm building. I didn’t slow down and pushed deep into her filling her with cum. The warmth and power of my cum shooting inside her sent her over the edge with me producing her third and strongest orgasm of the night. She screamed in ecstasy:

“OOOHH JAMES…OOHHHHHH…FFUUCCK!”.

We collapsed exhausted on the bed giving each other a sensual kiss and smile as we lay there.

After showering I returned to the bed to find Kelsey asleep obviously exhausted from an evening of sex. I turned on the app and scrolled through to find quiet in the first few rooms. I clicked on Paige’s room hoping they were still awake but found Paige leaving the room with an ice bucket while Blaine must have been in the shower. I flipped to a couple other rooms but no action so I returned just in time to see Paige enter the room.

To my surprise she held the door open and my eyes almost popped out of my head as I saw Jay enter behind her. She let the door close and opened her robe pulling him against her naked body while kissing him deeply. She grabbed his hand leading him to the bed before pulling his pants to his ankle and devouring his cock. I watched as my wife sucked Jay’s huge cock barely able to fit it in her mouth. Jay gently grabbed her head and helped her work up and down his cock.

Blaine emerged from the bathroom after his shower and stopped in his tracks to find Paige on her knees in front of him sucking Jay’s cock. Paige turned to him while holding Jay’s cock, smiled, and said:

“Look what I found at the ice machine! I brought him back so I could fulfill my fantasy of fucking two men at the same time. I hope you don’t mind.”

Without waiting for an answer she immediately took Jay back in her mouth while putting her hand behind her in an invitation for Blaine to bring his cock to her. As she aggressively sucked Jay she felt Blaine’s hard cock slip into her hand allowing her to stroke him while sucking Jay. She alternated between the two cocks making sure to give each of them equal attention until Blaine decided to take matters into his own hands.

He stood her up careful not to let her mouth come off Jay’s cock. As she sucked Jay’s cock Blaine shoved his big cock deep inside her making her moan with pleasure. She pulled the cock from her mouth to focus on the big cock pounding her from behind. Jay held her in his arms as she took every inch of Blaine inside her.

“Oh yes Blaine…make me cum like you did earlier…make me scream!!”

I heard her say making my cock harder than ever. Blaine held her hips while he rammed his cock over and over into her awaiting pussy as her moans grew louder. She leaned into Jay feeling every inch of Blaine while Jay’s strong arms supported her. She reached the pinnacle of orgasm and clutched Jay’s shoulders as she dug her nails into him while screaming Blaine’s name. As she came down off her climax she talked dirty into Jay’s ear,

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I loved sitting in Father Richard’s big church office. I could feel the sexual tension the moment I stepped through the threshold. I took my usual seat in one of the big wing-back chairs that faced his massive oak desk. He was sitting at his desk reading, his glasses perched practically at the end of his noise, he was intense, studying carefully what was before him.

I sat down and noticed that the tea service was already on the coffee table in front of the sofa. I smiled, I loved my weekly visits to Father Tom. I was relishing the quiet, but sexually tense moments, not really knowing what was in store for me with each visit.

Father Richard had specifically requested that I come to his office today, not to the confessional as I had been doing the past couple of visits…so here I was, waiting for my next adventure. I didn’t have to wait long. There was a light knock on the door and then it opened.

“Right on time,” Father Richard commented to the visitor. “This is Elizabeth, she’s the young lady with the sexual lust problems I was telling you about. Elizabeth, this is Father Chris. Father Chris will be assisting me today with your session.”

Father Chris was a small balding man. He was dressed in his black trousers and shirt, collar. He was quite short but seemed to be physically fit. He appeared to be much younger than Father Richard. He extended his hand to shake my hand upon our introduction. I shook his hand and noticed how smooth and soft his hands were…small hands, almost like a woman’s hand…he had big brown eyes and spoke very softly.

Father Richard closed the book he was reading and laid it upon his desk. He took off his glasses and looked across his desk at me. Then he got up and went to the tea service waiting on the coffee table. He sat down on the sofa and poured us all a cup of tea. Father Chris sat next to Father Richard on the sofa.

“Stand right here, Elizabeth,” Father Richard told me as I was about to sit in the easy chair on the end of the coffee table. I did as I was told. “Undress her,” he instructed Father Chris. I wasn’t sure what to think about this but stood there still while Father Chris stood up and came over to me and started unbuttoning my blouse and then my skirt…his hands were warm and his touch very light and gentle. He laid my clothes on the easy chair as he continued to remove my bra and then slid my panties down my legs. I stepped out of them and he laid those on top of my outer clothes. Father Richard watched intensly. I could feel my pussy lips swelling as each article was removed. I could see that Father Chris had a hard on, I could tell by the tent rising out of his trousers…and I began to wonder how big his cock was…when would I get to see just how big he was or if it was little…

“Elizabeth, down on your knees,” Father Richard demanded. I obeyed getting down on my knees in front of Father Chris. “You may proceed.” Father Richard nodded to Father Chris. Father Chris unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his trousers and pulled them down and off after taking off his shoes…he had on black briefs which did not hide his erection. He then removed his black shirt and collar…then ataşehir escort without hesitation he removed his black undershirt and briefs, leaving on only his black socks.

His erection was magnificent! He had to be at least 8 inches in length and quite a wide girth to his cock. I noted that he was a bit smaller than Father Richard in cock size.

His cock-head was already swollen and a dark red, leaking of precum…I must’ve been licking my lips as Father Richard chuckled his observation.

“Looks like Elizabeth is ready to get right to her Cock Worshiping, she’s already licking her lips in anticipation of getting your cockmeat in her mouth.”

I blushed as he spoke knowing that I was obviously a very naughty, nasty girl…my pussy was throbbing with excitement I could hardly wait to get that hard cock in my mouth…Father Chris stepped up to me kneeling on the floor. He offered me his hard manmeat and I looked over at Father Tom before continuing.

“Yes, my child, take the cock in your mouth. Worship that cock, show Father Chris what a good little Cock Worshiper you are,” Father Tom told me. I didn’t have to be told twice. I sat back on my legs and took his hard cock in one hand and placed my lips on the very head…precum was leaking out and I licked at it with my tongue. Father Chris let out a very loud moan as I opened my mouth and slowly began to take him…I have a small mouth and I was afraid that his wide girth might be a problem for me, but I relaxed my mouth and jaws as best I could and began to take him into my mouth…my wicked little tongue working, licking, flicking as the head filled my mouth…

I cupped Father Chris’ balls with my other hand and then began to ever so gently massage them as I held his cock and continued to take more and more of him into my mouth…I felt his hands on my head, his fingers moving through my hair.

“That’s it Elizabeth, take his cock into your mouth. Suck for the nectar that awaits your sexual hunger, your sexual lust needs to be quenched…suck and drink the nectar that will provide you with your sinful satisfaction,” I heard Father Richard telling me in his soft, firm voice…Father Chris began to move his hips, starting to fuck my mouth…I could feel his balls jumping and twitching as I increased my sucking pressure on his hardness…I wanted his spew, I wanted to taste the load of cum that was boiling in his balls…I knew I would drink it all, take it all…

I felt Father Chris’ fingers and then his hands gripping my hair…the movement in his hips increasing, he was fucking my mouth with more vigor, he was holding me in place by my hair…

“Father Chris, you are to announce when you are ready to release your holy spew,” Father Richard told him as he stood next to him. Father Richard then began to remove his clothes until he was standing there only in his black socks. Father Richard was sporting his own incredible erection, his thick black pubs nestling his swollen cum-filled balls…

There was a knock on the door and Father Tom went to answer it. Father Chris continued to fuck my mouth, holding maltepe escort me in place by my hair…not that I was trying to get away from his magnificant cock…I heard voices and then the door closed. There seemed to be more people joining us…

“Father Richard, I’m about to cum,” Father Chris told him. Father Richard then stood behind me and leaned down to me, grabbing me by the hair and forcing me to take Father Chris farther into my mouth and throat…

“Take that cock and now taste that spew,” Father Richard hissed in ear as Father Chris released his cum load…squirting in the back of my throat, filling my mouth, almost choking me as he came and came in my mouth…”That’s it, take that holy load and quench your lusty hunger…drink it all, my dear, taste the load of salvation.” Father Richard pulled my hair to try and take more of Father Chris into my mouth…I thought I was going to choke his cock was so far into my mouth and practically down my throat…I was gasping and doing my best not to loose a drop of this precious nectar…

Then Father Richard pulled me away from Father Chris’ wilting cock and pulled me on my knees to another waiting hard cock…he pulled me up and held my head back…

“You will worship many cocks this afternoon, you will taste the spew of many before you leave today…Now open your mouth and suck this cock,” Father Richard ordered me…pulling my head forward by my hair and there waiting for me to open my mouth was another hard cock…I looked up and it was an older man, naked and fully erect with only his black socks on…I tried to look around to see how many more people had joined us but Father Richard was holding me by the hair to make sure I took to this new cock…I could see at least 2 other men undressing…all had on black socks…how strange…

Father Richard let go of my hair as the man I was now sucking grabbed a hold of my hair to hold me in place…I was curious as to how many cocks I would indeed be worshiping this afternoon…I managed to look out of the corner of my eye just as one of the men knelt down before Father Richard and took Father Richard’s cock in his mouth and began suckling it…

I must’ve stopped my own sucking for a moment when I felt my hair being pulled to remind me to continue my own sucking ministrations on the cock in my mouth…

“You’re not the only cock worshiper here today,” the man whispered to me as he pulled my mouth onto his cock further…This cock wasn’t as thick and long as Father Chris’ cock…and then it dawned on me, the man kneeling and suckling Father Richard’s cock was Father Chris…Father Richard was holding Father Chris’ head in his heads and chanting something as Father Chris sucked and licked Father Richard’s fabulous erection…Father Chris was like a starved man on that cock…

I was so turned on my pussy juices were dripping onto the floor…I reached down and began to finger myself while I sucked and licked on the cock in my mouth…I wanted to watch Father Chris suck Father Richard’s cock but I my head was being held in place by my hair…the man began to fuck pendik escort my mouth, thrusting in and out, faster and faster…I stopped fingering myself and reached up and gently massaged his balls…I could tell from the way they were tensing that he was about to spew his cum load…and he did…he started cumming and yelling as his cock spasmed and squirted his hot load into my mouth…I sucked harder and made sure I didn’t miss a drop…his cock quickly wilted after spewing…

He stepped out of the way and then I felt an hand on my arm and I was being pulled over to where Father Chris was kneeling before Father Richard…I was put right next to Father Chris and a fresh hard cock was placed in front of me…I couldn’t believe how close I was to watching Father Chris sucking Father Richard…Father Richard continued his incantations while I began sucking the cock put to my lips…I couldn’t believe how nasty it was to watch another man sucking Father Richard’s cock…I was so hot, my pussy was just throbbing with excitement…

“Put her over the arm of the easy chair…be careful, her pussy is so hot you’re liable to burn your cock when you stick it in there,” Father Richard said to one of the new arrivals…I was pulled up by my arms and pushed across the arm of the easy chair…another man positioned himself such in the chair that I take his hard cock in my mouth while another man fucked me from behind…the cock behind me slid easily into my pussy…I must’ve started cumming because it didn’t take that guy long to release his load filling my pussy and our juices running down the insides of my legs…the cock in my mouth immediately went off filling my mouth with cum as well…

I don’t know how long all this went on…I was soon lost in sucking and fucking as a hard cock would replace the spent one…it was all happening so fast…the room smelled of our sex, of our cum…it went on for hours…and then one by one they started disappearing…no more hard cocks replaced the wilting ones and I found myself placed in the easy chair, fully and completely spent.

I was in a daze as 2 men remained.

“Take her to the shower and clean her up,” Father Richard told them. They each took an arm and lead me to the dark shower where they lathered me up and cleaned me of the cum-loads that were drying on me…my pussy was full but satisfied…I could still taste the cum loads, licking my lips…they dried me with thick white towel, wrapped me in a nice fluffy robe and then returned me to Father Richard’s office.

Father Richard and Father Chris were both dressed. Father Richard behind his desk, sipping his tea and Father Chris in one of the two wing-backed chairs in front of the desk. The two men that had taken me to the shower left.

“Get dressed Elizabeth then join us for tea. It is about time for you to go,” Father Richard told me. I put on my clothes and then took the chair next to Father Chris.

“Today you learned about worshiping cocks. Did you enjoy your cock worshiping time, Elizabeth?” Father Tom asked.

“Yes, Father, I did,” I replied.

“Good. You did well my dear. You are a VERY good cock worshiper. For now your lust should be manageable. I will see you next week at our usual time,” Father Richard said. He then stood up and saw me to the door. He kissed me on the forehead as he opened the door…then he took my face in his hands and kissed me full on the lips…I could taste the cum on his tongue just as I hoped he could taste it on mine…

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“It’s not fair!” Cindy thought as she stormed into her apartment. She threw her keys and purse on the hall table, pulled off her low heels and headed for the bedroom.

It had been a bad day at work. The company had been having trouble for a while, and was suffering even more from the current financial crisis. The boss seemed to be taking his bad luck out on the employees. Between the rumors of layoffs, pay cuts and outright closing of the company, everyone was walking on eggshells, trying to stay off the boss’s radar. Then there was the rumor of a take-over by another company with expected downsizing. The tales flew fast and furious, and no one really felt safe. Each of the section heads was maneuvering to push their people and trying to sabotage the other sections. All that the mid-level workers like, Cindy, could do was to hide in their cubicles and hope not to become collateral damage in the big boys’ battles.

Then there was Brad. He was one of the top salesmen at the company and one of the boss’s drinking buddies. Married, with two young kids, he had the morals of a drunken rooster. Cindy didn’t know why, but he had decided that she was going to be his next conquest. That afternoon while she was waiting at the copier, he had come up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“You know sweetheart, a good word to the boss from me would do a lot to make sure that you never have to worry that cute little ass of yours about layoffs. The wife’s taking the kids to visit her mom for the weekend. What you say we pick up some wine and head over to your place for the weekend. It could be real fun.” As he talked she could feel him pressing his cock against her ass, rubbing it against her.

“Take your hands off me!” she said sharply, spinning and attempting to slap him. Brad had fast reactions, honed over years of women rejecting his apish advances; he leaned back and laughed as her hand flew ineffectively past his face.

“It’s OK” he smirked, “I’ve already got a yes from Jennifer, but she just doesn’t have your tits or your fire. It’s OK though, when she gets moved up next week that will leave a place in management, you think it over, and when you’re ready to move up, you come and see me. There’ll always be a position open for you. Several positions really…. starting on your knees.” He turned and walked off, laughing to himself.

In a rage, she had stormed back to her cubical and grabbed the phone to call a complaint into HR. She was just starting to dial when she realized that Jennifer was the head of HR, there wouldn’t be much help from her. Cindy slammed the phone back down, spilling her stale coffee onto the ten copies of the report that she had just finished. Seething, she headed back to the copier, snarling at anyone who dared to even make eye contact with her.

“Rough day Cindy?” Ray was shaking his head watching her slam on the copier controls. Ray was one of the few friends she had in the company. In his fifties and plain, he had a gentle soul. He had been Chief of accounting until he complained about some irregularities that he had found in the books. Suddenly he had been named the assistant in charge of overdue collections. He and Cindy often talked during breaks. She liked his dry sense of humor. She also liked the way that, even after the company had screwed him and most of the other employees had turned on him, he always had time to listen to a problem or give advice to the younger workers.

“Oh Ray. I’m just don’t know if I can take it much longer. It seems like I’m slaving my life away for people who don’t even know that I’m alive. And then there’s Brad.”

“I’d tell you to make a formal complaint to HR, but Brad’s already let half the guys in the building know that he’s doing the evil with Jennifer this weekend. Don’t let that idiot get into your head, or anything else for that matter. His time will come.” He massaged her shoulders, working the stress away.

“Umm, Ray that feels lovely.”

“My wife says its one of the main reasons that she’s kept me around all these years. My advice to you young lady is to go home, have a drink and then go out someplace where you can forget all about work, Just have yourself a ball.”

“Thanks Ray, I may just do that.” She gave him a quick hug and headed back to her desk.

The thirty minute commute, it was less than ten miles to her apartment, had only rekindled the anger and frustration.” What is wrong with men?” she thought as the cars inched along. “For that matter what’s wrong with me?” She was an attractive woman, perhaps she was a bit shy and not very adventurous, but that still didn’t explain why it had been more than five months since she had shared a bed with a man. Still, she had her standards, she wasn’t against a weekend fling, but was looking for it to be more than just as a toy for some caveman who was too lazy to masturbate.

Cindy threw her shoes into the bedroom corner and peeled off her jacket. Her skirt and blouse followed the jacket onto the chair next to her dresser. She stopped there, and clad in a soft beige satin bra and panties set, walked back into the great room that made up the public part of her apartment. She walked behind the counter that separated atakent escort the kitchen part of the room from the rest and grabbing a glass, filled it with ice. Swinging past the small portable bar, she added a few fingers of smooth Irish whiskey and then turned on her IPod, selecting a quiet jazz playlist. Dave Brubeck softly filled the room as she sank into the oversized chair and curled her legs up under her. She slowly ran the glass across her forehead, the coolness drawing out some of the rage. Slowly she sipped her drink in the dark room, lit only by the glow of the aquarium on the far side of the room. The drink, music and womb-like atmosphere seemed to drain out the emotions of the afternoon.

“Screw Brad!” she thought “and “screw Jennifer too.” She laughed, realizing that they were probably taking care of that wish right at that moment.

Cindy refreshed her drink and headed back into the bedroom. She finished undressing and, taking a last sip from her drink, stepped into the shower. The water was hot and pulsing, splashing against her lower legs as she stepped in. She slowly moved toward the shower head letting her body adjust to the heat as the pulsing flow slowly worked its way up her legs. The water reached her hips and she let out a small gasp as the random pattern of pulses hit her sex. She paused for a few seconds and let the hot water pulse against her. It felt like tiny fingers, or better, hundreds of tiny tongues running over her. She stepped forward again letting the tiny tongues continue up to her breasts. She could feel her nipples harden under the spray. For a few minutes she stood there, enjoying the heat and stimulation, then stepped back and grabbed the soap. She filled her hands with gel and ran them over her firm body, basking in the feeling of the silky slipperiness of the soap on her skin. Her hands ran up her flat stomach and cupped her breasts. She moaned softly as she ran them over her now rock hard nipples, pausing to pinch and twist them between her fingers. Then the yearning from lower down her body demanded attention. She let one hand drop to her pussy. Quickly rinsing away the soap, she lightly ran a finger up and down between her nether lips, feeling the wetness that came from her, not the shower. She staggered a bit and her feet involuntarily spread, allowing her hand deeper access to her opening. First one then two fingers entered her opening and began pushing in and out, bumping the soft knot of her G-spot with each stroke. She felt the volcanic pressure begin to build as the tingling started to move down her core from her, now screaming nipples, towards her steaming pussy. Not wanting to stop her self-penetration, she dropped her other hand down and began rubbing her clit. She started slowly, keeping time with the penetrating fingers of her one hand, but the pace quickly doubled and then went off the chart as her orgasm erupted. Letting out a soft scream she lurched forward, her knees nearly buckling as the wave of pleasure swept through her body. She leaned against the shower wall, panting as the hot water swept over her body, enjoying the trilling aftershocks of the main eruption. Finally, able once again to stand, she finished rinsing and stepped out of the shower.

“Damn! I really do need to get laid.” She thought as she toweled off, being careful not to get too close to her still tingling center for fear of starting a rematch.

Cindy sipped the last of her drink as she dried and brushed out her short dark hair. Setting down her glass, she stepped back so she could see her body in the mirror. She was about five foot five in her bare feet. Slowly, she ran her hands down from her shoulders to her breasts. They weren’t huge, but firm and round, with a small dark areola surrounding her pert nipples. Her stomach was flat and smooth reflecting the time she spent at the gym each week. Her legs were a bit longer than most women, accentuating her hips and coming together into the still swollen lips of her vagina topped with a small triangle of black fur matching her hair.

“All in all, not bad for a twenty seven year old.” She told herself. She knew that there were flaws, but she wasn’t one of those women who obsessed on her image. She had an MBA from a good school, but that didn’t seem to mean much in the business world these days. She had found herself stuck, with twenty other hopeful young grads, in a mid-management cubical. She was sure that someday she would get her break, but for now labored unnoticed in the big company. Frustrated, she thought of her dreams at school, she was going to be the next big flash in the business world. The lack of a man in her life also vexed her. She had had a steady boyfriend at college, but competing priorities had driven them apart after graduation. There had been a few other attempts, but somehow they never seemed to last. It had been over five months since her last, disastrous affair and it had soured her. She found herself trudging through each day at work, no longer even interested in the singles game. She looked herself up and down one more time and then glanced at the clock.

“Its seven forty five, Friday night and I’m sitting here drinking alone beykent escort in the dark. Maybe Ray was right. Maybe I do need to just forget work and relax. Girl its time for you to go see about getting your attitude adjusted.”

She made a light meal, reheating some leftovers in the microwave. With her physical hunger sated, she decided it was time to make some other changes. She strode back into the bedroom and started picking out clothes. She was still in the sexy afterglow of her shower and decided to keep the feeling going. Who knows? Maybe tonight would be her lucky day. A small red lace thong was the base for her outfit. It barely covered her pubes, but what the heck, you could see right through it anyway. A matching strapless bra did nothing to hide her lovely nipples, merely pushing her breasts closer together accentuating her cleavage. A soft silk wrap dress, also in red and matching four inch heels with ankle straps finished the look. Cindy swirled in front of the mirror. The dress ended about a third of the way down to her knees, just long enough to be able to sit without exposing herself. The short hem and the heels made her legs look even longer than they were. Pleased with what she saw, Cindy added a gold pendent that nestled between her breasts and matching earrings. A gold chain around her ankle topped things off. The look both excited and surprised her. In the mirror was a sexy looking girl, not the mousey cubicle dweller that she was used to. She nearly chickened out before the thrill of seeing herself looking happily back from the mirror steeled her determination to have some fun.

“Now the only thing is where to go?” she thought. Cindy didn’t really like the club scene. The music was too loud and guys shouting pickup lines left her flat. She knew she could get the part of a man that her body needed there, she just didn’t want to have to wake up with the rest of him the next morning. She had seen an ad for a new jazz bar with live music and decided that it was worth a chance.

Twenty minutes latter she was wondering if she had made a mistake, the parking lot was half empty and the outside looked a bit worn, especially for a new club. “Oh well, I’m here might as well take a look.”

She walked to the half-flight of stairs that led down to the door.

“Good evening miss, welcome to Sam’s” the doorman smiled as he held the door for her. Stepping inside was like going back in time. A combo with piano, sax, bass and drums played while a young girl in a slim white satin dress crooned a very credible Ella Fitzgerald song. A pair of couples danced on the small dance floor, while groups and couples conversed at round, white tablecloth covered tables. A bar ran along the far wall, its high backed stools filled with a few single men and one other woman. Cindy decided that the only reason that she didn’t think that she had fallen back into the forties was the lack of smoke mandated by the new anti-smoking laws.

“Welcome to Sam’s. What can I get for you ma’am?” the bartender asked as Cindy eased onto the chair at the end of the bar.

“I’d like a Tullimore Dew on the rocks please.” she smiled. The bartender was cute, with sparkling eyes and a trim body. Outgoing without being pretentious, Cindy thought that he was a perfect match for the bar. It was laid back and elegant. As she sipped her drink she slowly looked over the rest of the clientele. Most were business types, some in suits, their ladies dressed to impress, others were more casually dressed. The low murmur of conversation, punctuated by occasional laughter seemed to blend with the music, rather than compete with it. Cindy could feel the last of her troubles fading away as she allowed herself to sink into the bar’s mellow ambiance.

Her eyes stopped at a small booth set in an isolated nook near the back of the room.

“Yummy” she thought as her eyes devoured the man sitting there. He was somewhat older, thin wisps of grey ran through his collar length dirty-blonde hair. Steel blue eyes and a rugged jaw finished a look that reminded her of a Nordic sea captain. He had removed the jacket of his well-cut charcoal-grey suit and was wearing a pale blue silk shirt with French cuffs. He had broad shoulders that tapered into a trim waist. He looked athletic without the bulging muscles of a body-builder. Instinctively she knew that those loose fitting trousers covered hard muscled thighs and a cute, tight ass. Suddenly she realized that she was staring, the tip of her tongue slowly running across her lips, like a child standing outside of a candy store. Blushing she met his eyes, realizing that he had caught her. He raised his glass as if in a toast and smiled at her. She returned the smile and then quickly looked away. Embarrassed, she shifted her attention to the band and took a bigger than usual swig from her drink.

“Hi, I’m Max” said a voice over her shoulder. Startled she nearly spilled her drink into her lap. She turned and found herself looking into the same eyes that had caught her attention from across the room. This close she could see flecks of gold swirling through the steel-blue clouds that were the irises. He smiled again, his gleaming büyükçekmece escort teeth and adorable crinkles at the corners of his eyes made him seem more like a mischievous boy that the mature man that he obviously was.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He continued. “As I said, I’m Max. I’m supposed to be meeting my wife here, but it seems that she’s running late. I hate to just sit alone drinking when there’s great music and a beautiful woman who might consent to dance with me?”

Cindy tried to calm herself, telling herself that her reaction was just because of the surprise. She set her drink down on the bar and slid down from the chair facing Max.

“Hi Max, I’m Cindy, and I would love to dance with you.” She returned his smile, hoping that she looked more confident than she felt. He offered his arm and led her to the edge of the dance floor; raising her hand he twirled her once around and into his arms. They immediately picked up the swaying beat of the song. His strong arms held her close to him, but didn’t crush her. Cindy could tell that she was being lead by an expert dancer, she moved gracefully with him knowing that she was several levels above what she could do with a normal dance partner. After the first two songs the band slowed the pace and Cindy, feeling comfortable, snuggled in closer and let her head rest on Max’s firm, warm chest. She caught herself letting her hand slide down to his tight butt, and sadly moved it back onto his belt. A few times she “slipped” and her hip bumped into his crotch. “No problems there.” She giggled silently. “Cindy you really are a horny little tramp” she chided her self, but she still could feel the coolness between her legs as the wind blew across the wetness in her thong. And then the band ended the set. Max spun her around one more time and the again offered his arm and walked her back to her seat at the bar.

“My dear Cindy, you are a lovely and exciting partner and I thank you for saving me from a boring evening.” He glanced at the entrance and smiled again. “It seems that my tardy wife has finally arrived. I fear that I must leave you now and see to her comfort. Thank you again for your lovely company, I truly enjoyed it.” He squeezed her hand and smiling, turned and walked to his wife who waited at the entry for him.

Cindy watched him go, feeling a bit cheated. She coolly surveyed the woman that she suddenly saw as the competition. She was taller than Cindy, about five-ten. She had a graceful figure, large firm breasts topped a slender waist and shapely hips that ended in dancer’s legs. Although she was obviously near to Max in age, she showed no sign of aging; her beauty was timeless and totally natural. She was dressed in a simple black silk dress. Soft and clinging it plunged in a vee between her breasts in the front and was cut down the back nearly to the top of her heart shaped ass. The dress was a bit shorter than Cindy’s, showing off her long, tan legs to great advantage. A pair of black, spike-heeled sandals completed the outfit. Golden haired and refined, Cindy knew that she was outclassed by a mile.

Max took her in his arms and kissed her. Cindy saw his hand wander down and give her ass a soft fondle. They talked as they walked arms around each other, to his booth. He held her hand as she started to sit down. Saying something, he nodded his towards Cindy. She looked at Cindy. Cindy felt like an antelope watching a lioness staring at its next meal. As she sat down Cindy watched, hypnotized. Her dress rode up a bit as she started to swivel under the table and Cindy was embarrassed to realize that she was staring at the small patch of gold hair between her perfect legs. Blushing she met the lady’s eyes. She smiled and brought her legs back together under the table and tugged her dress down.

Cindy turned back to the bar and found a fresh drink in front of her.

“The gentleman’s compliments” the bartender said, nodding towards Max.

Cindy took a large swig and felt the burning liquid run straight to her head. “You idiot! What did you expect? He’s a married man.” She took one more large gulp and decided that a trip to the lady’s room was in order.

Finished, Cindy straightened her dress and walked out of the stall. Max’s wife was standing in front of the mirror freshening her lipstick. She looked Cindy up and down in the mirror and then turned to face her.

“So you’re the sweet young thing that Max was playing with.” She said. “Well let’s see what Max found so interesting.” She slowly circled while Cindy fearfully stood frozen in the center of the room. “Cute face.” She said softly running her finger tips across Cindy’s face, starting at her earlobe and going down her cheek, under her chip and down her neck. “You have a lovely body.” She continued as her hand followed the chain of Cindy’s pendent down between her breasts. Cindy’s breath caught as the lady’s hand brushed lightly over her breast. She had never even thought of another woman as being sexually interesting. Now suddenly here was a strange woman merely brushing her breasts and she could feel her nipples beginning to harden and the wetness returning between her legs. The lady chuckled and brushed her hand across Cindy’s breast again, this time pausing to give her now hard nipple a squeeze. Cindy let out a soft involuntary moan. “Oh yes, Max was right, you are something special.” She purred. “My name is Lauren. Would you like to join Max and me for some cocktails?” Her hand continued to work its light caressing tour down Cindy’s side to her waist.

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Megan was a large woman. Which was not to say she was in any way overweight. She was simply very tall and proportionally large — and she was mouthwateringly gorgeous. The other women certainly thought so, and from what they could gather, so did all men. Her body was the kind you’d find painted on the side of a World War Two bomber. Being a large woman, when she was very hot, which seemed to be all the time, she naturally plunged two, not one, long fingers deep into her slick and willing vagina. That’s just one of the many things that Christine and Elizabeth had learned over these many meetings of the group: just one of the secrets the friends shared. This particular group was special in that way.

At the moment, they were seated in a casual circle in the well-appointed living room of Liz’s Manhattan high rise — the cityscape just outside the windows, twinkling as if a bucket of diamonds had been thrown into the darkness, was only the backdrop to the constant sounds of the city.

Their meetings began as just two loyal friends supporting Liz. But over the years they had become a regular sensual ritual. Liz is the CEO of the free erotica website; lizerotica.com — the top erotica site on the web. It had started out modestly enough, but just as its growth had taken off, what was once a pleasure in the beginning, the process of reviewing and processing each of the submissions, had suddenly so overwhelmed Liz, that things would have gone quite astray had her two friends not shown up and offered to help with the reviews. She had eventually managed to land some professional editors. But before that, evening after evening, they had gathered at Liz’s place, sipping wine as they waded through stacks of submissions.

Reading erotic stories in the company of two hot ladies and drinking wine didn’t seem like a particularly bad way to spend the evening anyway. That was Christine’s first thought when Megan had first suggested the idea. And though there was certainly the occasional slog, for the most part, she was right. The truth of the matter was, that much more quickly than she expected, she had found herself getting achingly aroused as, her red pen in hand, she read through the many submissions. More than once, when she thought no one was looking, she had tapped that pen against the crotch of her jeans, just over her clit. In fact, she would never admit to this, but she had secretly masturbated in her car, just after their very first meeting.

The gatherings had become less frequent once the new senior editors were on board, but they continued to meet every other Thursday night. Rather than read the usual spectrum of submissions, Liz collected what she expected to be the hottest new submissions to share with these two special sisters. The meetings were an oasis in her hectic life as a CEO, giving her some needed girl time, and also giving her a direct channel to the sexual heat she was constantly working to curate into Lizerotica. They also gave her a chance to return to the reason she had even made it to this position — she loved to read dirty stories, a pleasure she was able to rekindle here, no matter what was going on at the office. Yes, it was exactly as people thought when they first met her and found out what she did for a living, she loved reading dirty stories.

Many of the submitting writers probably imagined their pieces being reviewed by lusciously gorgeous women, and in the beginning it had been true, but now, save for a select few, they were mostly read by a small army of subcontracted workers, managed by a balding nearsighted man with a goatee, and a chain-smoking ex-truck driver in the middle of a career change – talented editors both of them.

Their meetings had sustained themselves not only because the material was particularly high quality — Liz did have a talent for this after all, but simply said, the gatherings themselves had become fucking hot.

Megan, in the largess of her lustiness (and really, who could blame any creature who inhabited that luscious body?), had been the first to give in. It had been a very long evening of reading, the three empty wine bottles on the coffee table attested to that. It had not escaped the notice of the two other ladies that after reading one piece — twice — she had nonchalantly slipped a hand down between her legs, discretely stroking the crotch of her always tight and revealing yoga pants. After sharing a knowing glance, the other two continued to sneak peeks at her as they pretended to focus on their respective stories, neither of which could compete with the hot scene unfolding before them. Megan’s hand stayed there through that story and part of the next. Their pretending was over, however, when Megan let escape an extended moan. They both looked up to see her fingering herself with abandon as she raised both her feet off the floor and came large — as Megan would, bucking and writhing in her chair. She rode the orgasmic waves without shame, a tribute to pleasure, womanhood, lust, and a very hot story. Liz made sure she forwarded that one to the rest of the group.

After that, it became absolutely acceptable to diddle one’s crotch while esenyurt escort reading. It wasn’t long before each of them had orgasmed at least once in front of the others. It was simply a hazard of the job.

The ladies had even followed suit when Liz began greeting them at her apartment door, wearing little more than a long t-shirt, panties — and nothing else. In response, it seemed perfectly natural for the other two to remove their pants at the beginning of each session. They spent many nights with Liz sitting on the floor with her legs open wide as her fingers played lightly over the folds of the crotch of her white cotton panties, where they bunched before descending into her well-toned crack.

Brassieres were the next to go, as clearly they were impediments to appreciating a truly good work when it came by. Liz and Meghan both loved the way that when Christine was getting hot, her candy drop nipples poked out from the soft material of her tank top, sometimes snagging the material in a way that made the other two salivate

“You’d think that every single woman on the planet walked around with 36DDs!”, was what started another memorable evening. Liz had made the offhand comment just as she was starting in on a new story. Sighing, Christine admitted that she; “Just loved 36DDs.” This inspired Megan to slip off her top, to the amazement of the other two women. For a moment, they stared at Megan’s two luscious mounds, standing free and proud, jiggling ever so alluringly with every motion she made. Holding her chest out, and perching herself on the edge of the couch, she motioned for Christine to slide in behind her and see for herself what she thought of hers. After hesitating for the briefest of moments, Christine climbed up on the couch, snuggling in behind the living sex doll. She hoped she wasn’t too obvious as she savored the smell of Megan, and the temperature of her skin, as she slid both her hands around her, her fingers curling over the succulent globes. She gently lifted them, respectfully testing their impressive weight. Liz thought Megan was getting into it. “These are 34Cs, and I’m quite proud of them.”, responded Megan, and rightly so. “You don’t have to be so gentle, just give them a nice squeeze.”

Who could resist?

Megan’s nipples were now hardening with all the attention.

Liz, not one to be left out, demanded equal time. She had never felt another woman’s breasts before, at least not in her adult life. Of course, handling Megan’s breasts were a thrill, but a close second was feeling her own skin against Megan’s, separated only by the thin top she was wearing.

Megan now claimed her own turn, both ladies now changing positions. As Liz lifted her shirt over her head, both of her breasts bounced free. The other two women wondered how they could have overlooked such beautiful assets. As Megan’s fingers engulfed Liz’s very forward tits, she complemented Liz on their perfect shape. Liz could feel her pussy start to respond to the caring touch. Megan said; “I’m guessing Ds. What do you think Christine?”

Liz’s at first felt slightly disappointed to have Megan move away, but Christine had already taken off her top, and she slid directly behind Liz. Her breasts looked even more impressive in Christine’s smaller hands. She was very aware of Christine’s long nipples against her back, and her delicate pixie touches as she caressed Liz. “Hmm, I don’t know…” as if studying a painting, “I would say C…C plus!”

“Ding ding!”, said Liz, holding out our her chest, “30C!. And, get in front of me, it’s our turn!”

Christine now moved to a position in front of Liz, straddling Liz’s knee with her back to her. As she leaned back, her pussy split over Liz’s leg, making it very warm where the two touched. Soon enough, Liz had Christine’s sweet mounds in her palms. Christine declared them 32As, and they were just lovely.

It continued from there. They saw each other socially, and would even have lunch with one another on occasion, but their meetings were somehow outside of all of that. They were a safe and fertile place where the three women could truly relax. Lovers would come and go, but their evening gatherings were sacred.

There was an evening when deep in the midst of their readings, Liz had suddenly piped up; “wait, wait!” The other two paused to look at her. “I’m trying to figure this out. Listen to this;

On the crowded elevator, her husband’s cock lodged deep in her ass. She spread her legs wide while the tall stranger slid his erect prong into her gushing snatch.”

Liz read this aloud, wincing at the use of the word snatch. “Yes, snatch is wrong here, I know, I know, that’s not my point. I don’t think the guy in front of her could get his cock into her like that. Especially if he was taller.”

For some unspoken reason, perhaps because she was both constantly horny and also gorgeous, or perhaps they were driven to determine whether their fantasies about her held any connection with reality, they always first looked to Megan to confirm these things from experience. This had, several times, been başakşehir escort the case, and each time, after a little chiding, she would acquiesce and divulge the steamy details — especially if she had had a bit more wine, and not yet come.

Megan’s expression made it clear that she had nothing to reveal on the matter.

“Well,” Christine replied, standing, “let’s give it a try. The stranger is the tallest one, so that would be you Megan. Christine do you want to be in middle or, ah, in my ass.”

“Let’s try it in the elevator!”, Liz doubled over in laughter as she visualized the absurd suggestion, which to her amazement, the other two genuinely considered before Christine reminded them that they wouldn’t have to restore their clothing if they used the shower.

Minutes later, the three of them were standing in the shower, Liz in the middle, Megan’s large breasts pushing almost into her face. Behind her was Christine, pushing in tightly as she shared her assessment; “I think I couldn’t get into your ass if you were standing up so straight.” “Remember that dicks are more frontal than clits.”, Megan reminded them in a surprisingly off handed manner. Wary of Megan’s tits, Liz bowled her hips forward, she had taken ballet as a young girl, until she triangulated where Christine’s cock — if Christine had a cock — would protrude, and deftly tried to maneuver her anus backward. In doing so she pushed back against Christine, enjoying the feel and warmth of her luxurious bod, and feeling the hard little nobs of her nipples in her back. She couldn’t do it. Not without coming eye to eye with Megan’s soft melons. The space in the shower was a bit more cramped than one would find in an elevator, but no one was complaining.

“Ok, hold it.” commanded Megan, and bowing her legs, she lowered herself in an attempt to bring the imagined location of her cock into proper alignment. Megan and Liz had finally negotiated a position that kept Megan’s breasts permanently held high against her own chest. — almost nipple to nipple. The effect was electrifying, and Liz secretly resolved to resist any changes that might take her out of contact with those warm handfuls. Not only that, but their two mons were now pressed against the each other, a glorious position she hoped would never end.

Quoting the storie’s lines; Megan, in a faux deep voice growled; “I’m going to fuck your gaping hole, bitch!” In response Liz, her voice channeling little red riding hood, replied; “but, but, my gaping hole is facing behind me.” With this, the three dissolved in laughter, and enjoying the sisterhood of their friendship, they giggled and contorted, each savoring the accidental brushes this motion created in the cramped quarters until they spilled out of the shower and onto the bathroom floor — where they relaxed in bliss for a long moment. Liz shyly hoped those leg brushes against her pussy hadn’t registered how wet she was. Being in the middle was absolutely the best.

Rather than suggest the author move the scene to the shower; strangers are rarely encountered there, it was decided to leave it — it was fantasy after all, and anyway, it would be well worth it if even just one group of readers had been inspired to investigate the physical possibility of the position they came to refer to as; the camelcoaster.

Another time, deep in contemplation, Liz suddenly blurted out; “tribing? What is tribing?” Megan and Christine exchanged glances, both surprised that Liz had somehow missed the obvious misspelling. Once she had been corrected, she responded; “Oh, does that actually work?” Their collective experience failed them, but they were perfectly equipped to research the matter. Megan moved to a position on her knees as she patted the couch next to her, motioning for Liz to join her. Christine found it very hot as she watched Megan lift up slightly, guiding Liz’s knee in between her perfect thighs, until the two beauties paused; perfectly interlocked. At Megan’s suggestion they then rolled their hips, rubbing their clits against the soft skin of the other’s broad thigh.

After a deep breath, Liz admitted that the position had it’s allure. She added; “But I thought it was more about rubbing pussies together.” “Does that actually work?”, pondered Christine, hoping they didn’t realize her real agenda was to extend the hot charades as long as possible. After sharing a brief hug, the two separated as they eyed each other, trying to work out how they might rub their pussies against each other. The challenge proved too great, but It degenerated into a laughing wrestling match, ultimately consuming Christine in the process as the three of them wrestled playfully on the floor .

Weeks later, Liz had paused to share what she considered a humorous passage that used the word “enpurpling” to describe a cock that was, well, enpurpling. After taking a spirited turn, their discussion journied widely on the topic of cocks until Christine, ever the instigator, admitted that she was always curious about the ten inch cocks that were apparently sported by a high percentage of the male inhabitants küçükçekmece escort of their literary utopia. Liz admitted that while she herself had never experienced such an appendage, she knew with some degree of confidence that vaginas were capable of accomodating the heads of babies, and she imagined that even 10 inch cocks were well below that size.

After additional discussion, Megan finally broke her silence stating flatly that there was a single way to find out. Focusing her deep blue eyes on Liz, she asked whether Liz had a worthy object in the apartment. Liz considered her options out loud. She didn’t own any dildos (that big). She didn’t have a four poster bed, and the homeowners association barred candles…

It did so happen, however, that she had made her regular trip to the farmers market that very evening. Megan was in the kitchen before any of them could raise any protest, and soon enough she returned with a rather respectable cucumber. It was actually 11 inches long, Megan had measured it at the kitchen desk, but she figured it was within tolerance, not really expecting things to go very far, so to speak. Being a consummate host, Liz had been providing a supply of lube at their disposal ever since it became acceptable to frig oneself while reviewing submissions. Megan asked Liz to warm it up under her clothing as she got things ready. Liz placed it lewdly between her legs, a devilish grin coming over her pretty face.

Christine watched all of this with quiet bemusement. The girls didn’t know it but she was in the middle of reviewing a surprisingly hot series about a space ranging amazon being gangbanged by alien robots. She had been gradually developing a raging gangbang fantasy ever since encountering quite a string of those types of stories recently.

The two ladies watched in apt appreciation as Christine slid her boy shorts down her long toned legs — which she then brazenly spread her wide. Amazed, they couldn’t take their eyes off of her as she stroked herself in front of them. Christine was a natural showman, and she relished their looks as she plunged one, then two fingers into the slick depths between her labia. Each time she withdrew them, they were visibly wetter than the time before.

Taking up positions on the sectional sofa, Megan and Liz instructed Christine to lay down on her stomach on Megan’s lap, her ass facing Liz. Christine could feel Megan’s heavy breasts on her back, as Megan caressed her soft firm buttocks lovingly, while Liz coated the cucumber with a generous amount of sexual lubricant, as she admired Christine’s swollen pussy. Christine obviously didn’t need lubrication. Megan curled the corner of her mouth, as she watched Liz guide the cucumber until it was just touching Christine’s pussy. Liz then spiraled the bulbous tip gently inside her labia. She paused, then gently applied pressure. Christine let out a sweet little coo as it intruded into her welcoming opening, stretching her pleasurably. After slowly withdrawing the tip, Liz then again gently pushed it back in. Each time she could see Christine’s pussy swallowing more and more of the obscene shaft. Compared to the size of the young woman, the cucumber seemed huge, and Liz was fascinated by the way Christine’s opening stretched readily, wantonly, to accept it.

All of this had Christine murmuring in pleasure until after a short while the tightness of her love channel arrested Liz’s progress. Sensing it, Megan craned as far down as she could, and whispered something in Christine’s ear. Whatever it was, it worked perfectly. Megan pushed down with her arms upon Christine’s back, and told Liz to increased the pressure. Christine rotated her hips as the intruding shaft glided further into her tight channel until, not wanting to hurt her, Liz paused. Christine took a sharp breath, and then began thrusting herself back as if she was possessed. Earlier Megan had snaked her hand in between Christine’s legs, and had been waiting for the right moment — which had clearly just arrived. She expertly teased Christines clit as Christine repeatedly plunged herself back upon the huge shape. Though she had started out quietly, the sounds she began making were clearly ones of pleasure. This built until she was on the verge of coming, when she breathlessly declared that it had bottomed out. Both Liz and Megan traded knowing glances, the girl deserved respect, she had taken all but the final inch, which now protruded rather obscenely from her vagina, framed by her taut labial folds.

Following a hunch, Megan now renewed her assault on Christine’s clit, which had become impossibly large. At the same time, leaving the cucumber in place, Liz reached over to retrieve the computer tablet that Christine had been working on. Wakening the device from sleep mode (the girls had been at this a while) she scrolled back and began reading aloud the bawdy tale from somewhere in the middle — Liz knew that was generally where most stories began to get hot. Between breaths of ecstasy, Christine managed to say; “further”, and “back”, until she had Liz right where she needed. As the story built, so too did Christine’s orgasm. It was all too much for Liz, and pulling the crotch of her panties aside was now fingering herself wildly with her free hand as she read from the device in the other. They were ascending together, transported by the story, fully at the author’s mercy. They could only hope that there wasn’t a plot twist or a continuation between here and their orgasms.

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Chapter 6a – Cleaning up for the Party

Previously I described how my fiancée Anne-Marie was coerced into having sex with William and Brian, two guys she babysat when teens. Annie is a natural tease, and had told me how she purposely tormented the boys when babysitting them by dressing up in sexy clothes and occasionally flashing a bit of skin at them, acting as if she were unaware of her actions. It was a game to her, continuing until they “excused” themselves and went to their rooms, amused knowing they were jacking off to thoughts of her. It was her method to get them out of the way to make babysitting easier. Now 18-years-old and almost out of high school, the boys were seeking revenge on her for teasing them all those years.

I have often fantasized about Annie with other men, and the circumstances leading to her seduction were partly my fault. We had teased each other all night before she went to babysit Brian’s baby sister, neither of us aware the boys were watching us outside their house. As I dropped Annie off she had guided me to the back of the house, arousing me with a partial blow job which the boys used against her, threatening to tell their parents about her “improprieties” unless she gave them similar treatment. As additional leverage, they reminded her Brian’s parents owned the bank where Annie’s family had a large delinquent loan. With the threat of Brian telling his parents about her indiscretions and fearing retribution towards her family’s financial status, as well as her body being aroused from our make-out session, she ultimately gave in, allowing them to dominate her.

Things progressed further the following week when they revealed they had secretly recorded her having sex with them, using it as additional blackmail leading to Annie becoming more entrenched in their schemes to make her their sexual play toy. The threats of placing her family’s bank loan in jeopardy and me finding out about her cheating gave them enough leverage where she could do little against them.

Annie is very sexual with an incredible “supermodel” figure—long legs, long auburn hair, and a well-tanned 36C-24-34 5’11” body—maintaining her athletic figure from high school cheerleading by working out regularly. She has received several offers for modeling; however, knowing such careers could be tenuous, she wanted to complete her college education to have a “fallback” job if modeling did not work out. With threats of the boys making the videos public and ruining her career, her school, her parents’ loan, as well as myself discovering what she had done, Annie succumbed to their perversions.

Exerting their control over her, they dressed her up in a slutty leather outfit and took her shopping for more provocative clothing, displaying her body for all to see. Annie was both mortified and excited at her public display as men continuously leered and fondled her in the mall. The boys gained further control over her by spiking a drink with a “recreational” sex drug, lowering Annie’s inhibitions and making her extremely aroused, becoming a willing participant to their debaucheries.

Researching the drug, I discovered it was experimental to treat sexual dysfunction in women; however, due to its extremely high potency and side-effects leading to nymphomania, the drug was unavailable commercially. It only affected women who normally enjoyed sex, making it of limited commercial use. Women acted out sexual tendencies they already had deep within themselves, precluding its intended use to treat frigidity unless the woman was previously sexually active. In Annie’s case, all shyness and self-decorum were banished and she entered a state of perpetual arousal, desiring sex, no matter with whom.

While shopping at the mall and aroused from the influence of the drug, she became a willing participant in an oral gangbang with my own buddies from work in a mall bathroom. Not satiated, she was later seduced into fucking a group of strangers after the mall closed. In her diary—which I read without her knowledge—she was ashamed to admit enjoying the experiences, yet horrified of me finding out and leaving her out of jealousy or anger.

As if the circumstances with the boys were not complicated enough, my work buddies were now formulating plans on blackmailing her from her mall blowjob incident, having photographed her exploits with their cell phone cameras. In spying on them and listening to their conversations, I knew the guys had something planned this weekend at a pool party we were scheduled to attend, planning to trick me into leaving Annie alone with them.

Instead of being upset at her predicaments, I was incredibly turned on. I know Annie loves me and want her as my wife; I am proud she is desirable to other men. To me there is a difference between making love with somebody you love and fucking for only sex, and I was incredibly turned on by her being used as a sexual play toy, knowing she truly loved me as I did her. I had often suggested to her having recreational sex with other guys, the thought turning me on, though she refused. Even my friends’ plans avcılar escort for her did not bother me; instead I was trying to figure out how I could watch them while they thought I was away!

The combinations of watching her being used and reading about her episodes of lust and feelings in her diary has excited me to no end as her story continues…

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Friday I drove to Annie’s house, not having to work until later in the evening. After reading about her escapades with Brian and William earlier this week, I was longing to spend some “quality” time with her. Inwardly I wondered if she would follow their orders of not having sex with me unless they approved. I had mixed feelings, aroused knowing she was in their sexually depraved clutches, but also so turned on I wanted to have her myself.

Even more on my mind, I was anxious to read her diary and find out if anything happened Thursday, unable to have the chance to read her diary yesterday.

Wondering how to get a chance to access her diary before work, the front door opened and my mind went blank as my mouth fell open in amazement—I could not believe my eyes, Annie looked fantastic! She was obviously wearing another outfit the boys had forced her to buy, doing so all week, each outfit becoming more and more revealing—and this one was the best—a beige two-pieced skirt set showing more flesh than it concealed as I stared lustfully at her exposed body.

The top was a bandeau-type halter consisting of little more than two squares of material centered over each breast—the tight material fully outlining her nipples and leaving little to the imagination. She was practically topless, all sides of her firm breasts exposed, the tight halter doing little more than providing support and pulling her breasts together. The top opened in front, fastened by two half-dollar-sized silver rhinestone-studded hooks in the shape of horseshoes, causing one’s gaze to focus on her accentuated cleavage.

The second half of Annie’s outfit was a pleated sarong-like micro-miniskirt barely reaching her upper thighs to cover her crotch. The skirt was as revealing as the top, fully open on one side by a six-inched gap completely exposing her left hip and thigh connected with a matching rhinestone appliqué.

The outfit was so revealing it was readily apparent she had nothing underneath, recalling the boys’ orders to not wear underwear. I wondered whether she was following their orders or the outfit prohibited her wearing anything underneath as it exposed every part of her.

Completing the outfit, Annie wore a pair of brown and gold sandals with 6-inch stiletto heels, the gold straps wrapping up her calves in a crisscrossing pattern, accentuating her long legs perfectly.

“Wow, you look incredible!” I ogled at her, stating the obvious truth.

In response she threw her arms around me, giving me a deep French kiss I eagerly returned. My mind briefly flashed to her last two kisses having cum on her lips from recent blowjobs of Brian and William, but there was nothing but the faint taste of mouthwash as her tongue danced eagerly with mine.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into me as I gently massaged her bare ass cheeks, my cock hardening against her body. Annie moaned softly, her body pressing into me further, knowing she was as turned on as I was.

“I see you’re happy to see me,” she grinned evilly, her hand cupping my expanding groin and giving a playful squeeze.

I was about to answer when the phone rang, startling us both. Giving me a promising grin, Annie went to answer the phone.

I took in her sexy beauty, staring at her long legs and exposed flesh. The dress barely covered her ass cheeks as she walked away, her bare back and long legs causing my blood to pulse rapidly as I stared at her; however, my attention immediately focused on the conversation when she answered the phone.

“Oh, hello Mrs. Strauss,” Annie said, catching my notice. She glanced at me nervously as she listened on the phone, and I wondered if it involved Brian and William’s exploitation of her. “Yes ma’am, I’ll be right there,” she said, looking at me as she hung up the phone.

“That was Mrs. Strauss,” she explained nervously. “She sounded upset and was calling from her car phone asking me to meet her at her house as soon as possible.”

I could tell Annie was concerned, possibly wondering if Mrs. Strauss had found out about her liaisons with her son and his buddy William. Or maybe worse, could she have found the DVD’s the boys had filmed of Annie’s “sexploits” at the mall? Obviously Annie wouldn’t confide in me, but the worried look on her face easily betrayed her thoughts.

I did not believe there was anything to worry about. Annie was older than the boys and although she had babysat them when teenagers, nothing had happened until now when they were of legal age. Even though Annie was a few years older, it was not enough for a scandal, other than her own belief in it causing a rift between her halkalı escort and I. Annie’s paranoia about her image and personal embarrassment, as well as the possible implications in regards to her family’s finances, were clouding her reasoning.

It was her parents’ friendship with the Strauss family preventing the bank foreclosing on their loan and putting her family in further financial difficulties. Although Annie was concerned about something happening to jeopardize that, I doubted Mr. and Mrs. Strauss finding out their son had sex with a girl he’s known for years would do much to harm their friendship.

“Want me to drive you over there?” I asked innocently, my mind pondering what was going on.

“No!” she exclaimed anxiously. Catching her composure she smiled at me, “Sorry, just hoping nothing is wrong. No, I better head over there myself. I’m not sure what she could want,” she answered, “but I better go over now.”

Preoccupied with her thoughts, Annie gave me a quick chaste kiss on the cheek saying she would call me later as she walked out the door.

Normally Annie would not have been caught dead in public dressed–or undressed as she was–but with her mind preoccupied, she gave it no thought as I watched her walked to her car. The light beige material of her outfit matched her tanned skin perfectly; at a distance anybody would take a double glance to see if she was even dressed. My attention was especially drawn to her tight skirt fully outlining her ass and barely covered her ass cheeks as she walked.

Annie’s sudden change in attitude was unusual, and her abrupt leaving dressed as she was made me wonder if Brian had actually been on the phone and not his mother demanding her presence. Was Annie only saying it was Mrs. Strauss so I would not suspect anything?

Alone in her house, I knew this would be an opportune time to read Annie’s diary; however, my curiosity on what was happening with the Strauss’ won out, so locking the door, I ran to my car to follow Annie. The view from the side of the Strauss’ house into the living room window could be used even during the day without being seen, as the side of the house was well-shaded, the adjacent garage preventing anybody from seeing me even from the road. My only concern was getting there without being observed.

Waiting until Annie’s car pulled out of view down the road, I quickly turned onto the street, taking a different route to the Strauss residence than the one Annie usually drove. Racing like a madman to the Strauss’ neighborhood, I parked a block away so Annie would not see my car, then cut through the woods neighboring the Strauss’ yard. Hoping nobody saw me, I moved to the side of the garage where the large bay window of the living room was located.

As I neared the window I could tell it was opened to the summer breeze, the sounds of the television readily apparent. Staying in the shadows of the adjacent garage, I slowly moved behind a bush by the window and peeked into the house.

Once my eyes adjusted to the inside lighting, I observed Brian sitting on the couch in gym shorts and a tank top watching ESPN’s Sports Center, no sign of Annie or his mother. I wondered if my suspicions were correct about the call being from him instead of his mother and wondered where Annie could be.

As if in answer to my thoughts, the doorbell rang and I realized I had arrived before her—Annie had probably driven slower than usual, apprehensive at what may occur, while I had been going fast in anticipation.

The shrubbery by the window blocked the view of the front house, so nobody—particularly Annie—could see me from the street. Looking inside I watched Brian turn off the television and get up from the couch to answer the door.

I moved to the corner of the house to hear what was going on as the sound of the door opening drifted to me.

“Why Annie,” I heard Brian say happily from around the corner, “did you miss me so soon after yesterday you came here to service me?” I heard him ask.

Hearing Brian’s statement, I knew I needed to read Annie’s diary, as he had obviously paid Annie a visit yesterday, but my attention was distracted by Annie’s voice.

“No,” Annie answered him, exasperation clearly apparent in her voice, “where’s your mom? She called asking me to come over as soon as possible.”

I heard the voices fading as the front door closed so returned to the window, realizing it actually had been Mrs. Strauss Annie talked to on the phone, more perplexed at what was going on.

Peering into the screened window I saw Annie standing in the middle of the living room, again amazed at how incredible she looked. Her high-heeled shoes emphasized her legs unbelievably, the thin material of her outfit doing little to hide her sexy body.

Seeing her standing dressed so provocatively I was proud to know there was not one guy from puberty to death who did not appreciate her figure and looks, Brian’s gaze upon her confirming my thoughts.

“Where is she?” I heard Annie beylikdüzü escort asked, ignoring Brian’s blatant lecherous stare at her body.

“She’s at the bank,” he answered, “and not sure why she wanted you here. She knows I’m here alone, unless it’s a little gift for me,” he grinned wickedly. “I do enjoy what you decided to wear for me,” he said, moving closer to her.

Annie tried to ignore him; however, she would not upset Brian due to his quick temperament changes. Her posture slumped slightly as she realized her compromising position: dressed—or undressed as the case may be—in front of Brian.

“I’m glad I please you Master,” she said dejectedly, her gaze lowering, knowing insolence would be useless.

Brian smiled. “Oh, you always please me you little slut,” he said, “but I would like to see more.” Smiling at her, he turned on the stereo with the remote control, the heavy beat of a club song starting to play loudly, the heavy bass vibrating my skin even from outside.

I watched fervently as Brian reached up to Annie’s top, his fingers quickly twisting the rhinestone appliqué and unsnapping it, the top springing open as Annie’s breasts spilled out, the material falling to the floor.

Two weeks ago Annie would have blushed in shame, her arms covering her naked torso in front of another guy; however, now she stood still, looking directly at Brian as her breasts rose and fell with her quickening breath, mesmerizing both Brian and myself. There was little reason for her to be shy in front of either Brian or William, having been used and exploited by each repeatedly. Instead of blushing in shame, her nipples visibly hardened from the exposed air and obvious excitement of being uncovered before a man.

The steady beat of the stereo played in the background with several moans and focusing on the song I almost laughed out loud, quickly covering my mouth as I realized it was appropriately playing Britney Spears’ song “Get Naked.”

Brian smiled at her body’s obvious reaction, slowly reaching and grasping her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Annie elicited a small moan in queue to the song in the background, her eyes closing in obvious ecstasy. Seeing her reaction Brian grinned, both hands moving to caress Annie’s breasts in rhythm to the music as she stood before him, small intakes of breath coming from her opened lips.

“Lovely,” Brian said smiling. I noticed his gym shorts slowly coming to life outlining his large cock as he caressed my fiancée’s breasts. Having watched Brian and William fuck and use Annie, I knew he was well endowed. Although typical high school “nerds” outwardly, both boys had sizeable cocks and the growing bulge in Brian’s shorts looked like he was hiding a small baseball bat in his pants.

Still smiling, Brian bent down, covering Annie’s left nipple with his mouth as she let out a louder moan, Brian’s tongue obviously teasing the small nub. This time Annie’s hands did move, not to cover herself or push him away but to pull Brian’s head further into her breast, her hands slowly running through his hair. She let out another moan as her head tilt back, again closing her eyes.

I knew the moment Brian bit her nipple as Annie gasped out an audible “Oh!” as the music continued to throb in the background. Annie’s hips were slowly swaying to the beat of the song as I stared transfixed at the incredibly erotic sight before me: my gorgeous fiancée in the middle of a room half naked, another man sucking and caressing her tits to her obvious enjoyment! I had to adjust my own hardening cock in response to the sight.

I could tell Annie was becoming more aroused from her movements as Brian literally made love to her breasts, her head thrown back as she relished the sensation, her ass slowly swaying to the beat of the song.

Her hands continued to hold Brian’s head to her breasts as her head moved on her shoulder, her hips continuing to sway to the music. From my viewpoint I could see Annie move her hips to the side, realizing her thighs were clenching in rhythm to the song as I realized she was clenching and unclenching her pussy in arousal!

The sensual scene continued as I stared mesmerized at Annie’s acceptance of another man being intimate with her as the song played.

I watched fascinated as Brian reached down, his hand sliding up the inside of Annie’s leg as she spread her legs apart, giving him access to her slit. She gasped as I realized Brian was rubbing her as the song slowly ended. Abstractedly I wondered what the next song on the sound track would be when my attention suddenly turned towards the street, a car’s wheels screeching as it pulled into the driveway, loud enough to catch even Brian and Annie’s attention.

I watched as Mrs. Strauss got out of the car, not seeing me at the side of the house, being well blocked by the hedges.

Movement inside caught my attention as I saw Annie quickly fastening her top back on and adjusting her breasts while Brian turned off the stereo. I heard the car door shut and Mrs. Strauss’ high heeled shoes clicking hastily on the walkway as she moved to the front door. Looking back into the room I saw Brian smile at Annie’s flushed face as he sat back down on the couch. Looking at Annie, he slowly put his finger in his mouth, savoring the taste of her before turning the television back on, continuing to watch Sports Center like nothing had happened.

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“Heeeeeey stud,” said Dana and Mallory as they passed me and giggled on their water break.

“Dude, alright,” said Mike. Mike played back row for the boy’s team. “Those seniors from the girl’s team are totally into you. You should chase after them.”

“No they’re not. I just lent some money a while back and now their teasing me. If I asked them out they would definitely turn me down. Besides I’m just a freshman here, they wouldn’t even consider me,” I said easily.

“Dude what ever. If I was you I would go after them. I mean it’s your choice; don’t do it if you don’t want to,” said Mike.

“Hey breaks over. Start the passing drills,” bellowed coach. We all scrambled up to start the drills. You see I am on the boy’s volleyball team here on campus and the girl’s team practices at the same time as us and we do a lot of drills together. The girls are better at the basic skills like passing and setting, but they can’t compete with the guys physically. Mike is a cool senior at the college that is like my best friend on the team. Everybody likes him so I don’t know why he chose to befriend me; wait oh yah I’m like a genius to him. I’m the loser freshman who gets good grades and works hard, I help Mike with his math, so at least I got one friend. Mikes cool, but not very smart.

He thinks I need to go after those two girls, but I already have. I learned that Dana and Mallory love to be controlled. One day after practice about a month ago I totally fucked those little slut’s brains out. Since then we’ve fucked like rabbits. Those two love it when I control them and would do anything for me just to fuck them and give them my cum. Right now life’s pretty good, but I want more.

I think if it was so easy to get a fuck out of Dana and Mallory, why not the other girls on the team. I’ve been watching their back middle defender: Eron. She is not very tall, because she plays defense and doesn’t play up at front row where you have to jump and swing. Where she is, she just has to pass.

Anyway she has light red, long hair that trails down her back to her ass. Also she has big red lips and blue eyes. She has a small frame with a tiny butt; her rack was average, actually I thought they were kind of small. I just want her for her long, red hair. I got a thing for hair, so what, all the girls on the girl’s team have nice long hair and it suits me just fine.

I watched her a while and kind of followed her. I know where her dorm is and which path she walks there at night. I plan to şişli escort intercept her but, she always walks with three other girls; not very convenient. But I thought up a way to fix that. Remember how I said Dana and Mallory would do anything for my cum, well I let suck me off before practice. They then agreed to hold Eron back after practice for some drills.

After practice I slipped into the backroom, the first place where I fucked Dana and Mallory, and waited. Just as they said, Mallory and Dana held back Eron, their excuse was they wanted her to teach them how to short serve, which she happily did.

Soon only Mallory, Dana, and Eron where left. The girls told me they would hold her back for fifteen minutes, so I went out the back way. I worked my way down the desolate path which Eron took every night. As soon as I found a place where there were no buildings around and I could hide a stooped behind a bush and waited.

After what seemed for ever I heard footsteps, but I heard more than one pair. Then three voices that I recognized, thank goodness, Mallory and Dana decided to walk Eron back. I had anticipated this but the girls would only help me. Hey they might even add to the pleasure, but I would only let them watch; Eron was mine.

The voices were now on top of, it was time. I jumped out of the bush and grabbed the startled Eron.

“Hey what are you do…” was all she got to say as Mallory gagged her with some gym socks. I knew those girls would come in handy, I’m glad they came. I then bound Eron’s hands behind her back and ripped her hair tie off so her beautiful red hair fell to her shoulders. I then threw her over a bench that was along the path and tied her ankles to the bench leg.

Her face was flat against the bench seat as she leaned over the arm with her ass in the air. She did not have enough abdomen strength to stand up; she was trapped. I took out my pocket knife and cut her clothes off until she was in her bra and panties. Her breasts somehow looked bigger in my lust hanging from her chest in the air.

I stepped beside her, drew my hand back and brought it down hard against the side of her tit. She let out a muffled Scream.

“No one can hear you.” I came down hard again on her left tit. Then I smacked the right one. I cut her bra off with my knife those swollen red tits fall loose from their encasement. I then moved back behind her.

Positioning my self directly behind her I started my onslaught on her ass; bayan escort beating her cheeks with my hand. I kept going until the redness around her panties spread halfway up her spine. I took my knife, being extremely careful not to cut her, and slid the blade between her ass cheeks to remove her panties.

She broke out in a cold sweat as she felt the cold steel touch her inner crack. Once her panties were removed, she let out a huge breath out of her nostrils. I stood back and looked at her red irritated body; the same color as her hair.

I came around and put my face next to hers. She tried to pull away but I grabbed a fistful of her hair. I held her hair in my hands as I sniffed it and nuzzled it against my own face. I gently stroked her hair and nibbled on her ear. I reached back and trailed my fingers across her moist pussy lips; I was arousing her. I then slid my middle finger in knuckle deep; she let out a moan.

“So you’re enjoying this,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re such a little slut,” I said as a slid in another finger. She let out another muffled moan. I pulled the sock from her mouth and drove another finger. This time she let out a little cry. I withdrew my fingers and stood up, not letting go of her hair and bid the forgotten Dana and Mallory towards me. They had both been playing with each other and were both already stripped naked. Undress me I said, and they did so.

I took turns with my hands as they pulled my shirt over my head. They then pulled down my shorts and briefs. The autumn night was cool and my member needed to be awakened. I motioned them and they started to play with me.

With one hand holding Eron’s hair by its ends I returned my other hand to her pussy. Slowly I rubbed her clit with my thumb and she let out yet another moan.

As soon as I was hard the girls started to lick my spear head. I drew them off and they pouted. I strictly explained that this night was not for them and that I was preserved for Eron. Just then I swore, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Eron smile. What a little whore.

I then again, not letting go of her hair, positioned my self behind her. Slowly I teased her entrance with my spear head. Rubbing it up and down between her lips and all around the outside. I could tell by way her muscles strained in her legs she wanted me inside her tunnel bad. Since my excursion with the girls earlier before practice I would only be able come once, but I would last longer.

I entered her slowly, istanbul escort only centimeters at a time.

“Oh my god,” she screamed. It was slow torture to her and she couldn’t stand it any more. She then rammed her hips back into me; impaling herself 7 ½ on my spear.

“Ohh man, you’re such a little whore,” I said, “and I’m fuck you like one.” I started my rhythmic pace as she bore into me. Soon our bodies were slapping together in unison; her coming to meet me. I looked over to see what those two horny girls were up to.

Mallory was riding Dana in similar style to me and at the same pace. Oh that is so hot her mimicking me, her master, that little sex slave. Mallory even had Dana’s curls wrapped around her fist; the same way I had Eron’s.

The image got me really horny so I started to spank Eron’s ass as I rode and bore into her canal. Mallory did the same. I took turns with my free hand pinching Eron’s nipple and slapping her juicy flesh mound. I looked over and Mallory was doing the exact same smiling back at me as Dana and Eron screamed in pleasure.

“That is so Fucking hot,” I said out loud.

“You are Fucking hot. Give it to that little Bitch Eron,” replied Mallory as she reached over slapped Eron’s ass. I reared back and simultaneously broke my hand down on Dana’s ass and gave Eron an extra hard and deep one. They both let out cries of pain and pleasure that were music to my ears.

All the excitement had put me closer to the edge and I could feel the semen in my balls stirring. I firmly grasped Eron’s hair and Yanked it back, pulling her head up and making her scream. I pulled tighter and I could feel the muscles in her vagina squeezing my spear. I was getting really close.

“Quick,” I said to Mallory, “cut her ankles free.” Mallory dismounted her bitch and cut the rope binding Eron to the bench with my knife. I released the hair and threw Eron, with her hands still tied behind her, on her back in the path.

I positioned my self above her face and demanded, “Suck it you little Bitch!” She opened her mouth and I rammed my spear 7 ½ inches into her throat; my shaven balls bobbing at her lips.

I could feel my self coming so seconds before I shot my load I pulled out in front of her face. I grabbed my shaft near the head and stretched back straining the skin and widening my whole. With a wave of lust I shot load after load of my creamy solution onto her face: clogging her nostrils, filling her open mouth and gelling her beautiful red hair.

Mallory crawled over and licked my salty deposits from Eron’s face. Dana sat beside me and jacked my slowly limping member. I looked at Dana and said, “It looks like you now have a bitch.” She smiled as she bent down and lapped the remnants of my remaining cum.

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Chapter 1

Okay, guys, you’re not gonna believe this but it happened, it sure did, right here in Meridian, Mississippi, another of the many towns and cities nicknamed, ‘Queen City.’

Well, I’ve dated a few of the queens here in Meridian and, like in the other like-named cities, some put out and some didn’t, some were good at it, some weren’t.

I’m single (You already guessed, right?), have a good, full-time job as a head maintenance mechanic in a fair-sized factory here, make pretty good money, have my own three-bedroom home in the outskirts of the town, on a nice cul-de-sac full of families. I keep up the yard, behave myself, stay away from the neighborhood wives, though there is one on the corner who’s tempting.

I’ve never been married, so there’s no alimony or child support coming out of my paycheck, my car’s paid off as well as my truck (yeah, I have both, it’s the South, but I don’t own any guns, just don’t tell anyone) and I have a comfortable bank account and savings, even investments. So, I’m a footloose bachelor in a small city and have dated, at one time or another, quite a few of the local women.

Well, in New York, Chicago or Atlanta, that’s not a problem, there’s another million or two to choose from. But here, well, there is a limit and while I’m sure I haven’t reached it, I do know most of the women who go to bars and clubs.

So, what to do? Go hi-tech. I went on one of these ‘meet singles’ sites, you know the kind I mean, wink, wink, and looked around. There was Lori, pretty, young, twenty, it said, college girl needing money for school, etc., etc.

I emailed her and she sent back some pics and a nice reply. Seems her dad lost his job and she’s trying to gain enough money to go back to college in the fall. The pics, well, they sold me. She was very pretty, not cheap-looking at all, really a ‘girl-next-door’-type.

I sent her a reply that I was sympathetic to her situation and wanted to take her out for a nice dinner and named my favorite Italian restaurant in town.

Now, I’m thirty-eight, not bad looking, just not really good-looking, either. Lori, however was pretty and had a kind of sexy, but nice look to her.

She sent me back an email saying that she would be happy to go to dinner, she was working a minimum-wage job at the world’s best known fast food chain and would love a nice night out.

I had directions to her house, her father’s house actually, and when she opened the door, my eyes and, well, yes, my pecker, came to attention. She was perky, and nice, in a short skirt which showed her very pretty legs and her black blouse held a sizable pair of breasts inside with some lovely cleavage advertising them. I was sure they were loose under her blouse as her nipples did make themselves known.

Yes, she was just a college girl who got into a bind and now was trying to make the best of things to carry on her dream. This was no online hook-up, she was nicer than that. Her online pics made her look somewhat thin but, in person, she was curvier that I had expected, not chubby, oh, no, just right. We went right out, got in my car (no dates in the truck, yes, I do know better) and headed to the restaurant.

We had fun, she was really nice and I didn’t push her even though I was certain that she was indulging in something on the internet that her father probably wouldn’t approve of.

During dinner, I had mentioned that I was single, had my own house, actually only about a mile from where we were eating, and so on. I paid the check and suggested that we go to a club that I liked and she said she’d rather see my house, if it was okay with me.

So, I turned the car around and drove her to my house and showed her in and around. When I showed her the two extra bedrooms, she asked, “Who lives in these?”

“Oh, no one, I’m here by myself.”

“This is really nice, Dean, you must have a good job? Lucky you.”

“Yeah I do pretty okay,” I answered. She was trying in a nervous, uncertain way to be somewhat sexy, I’m sure trying to play the role, and knowing that, I put my hand on her breast and she stood there smiling but silent, letting my fingers flex and feel her firm boobs. Yes, with no bra, they felt wonderful.

I bent over and kissed her and she fully accepted my kiss, opening her mouth to me, sliding her tongue in along mine as it probed her. My hand now was under her blouse, feeling her hard, swollen nipples between my fingers, my cock was rock-hard and now her hand was down feeling it.

I swept the covers off the arnavutköy escort bed and moved us there, our shoes were off and now we were both kissing and groping each other quite nicely. She may be a sweet college girl but she’s made a few guys happy by the look of it.

I was able to pull her skirt up and she had on a skimpy thong, these young girls were so sexy and they do know it. My hand was between her legs rubbing in the wetness as she asked me, “What is it, Dean, that you want tonight?”

“I’d just love to fuck you, okay?”

“I get two hundred but I’ll make it one-fifty and spend the night, okay?”

“I’m in, now, let’s get our clothes off,” and we were soon back in each other’s arms, now skin-to-skin, making-out, adult-style. I moved up over her and positioned my eager cock between her legs and began to push.

It slipped in rather suddenly after some initial resistance and was about halfway in when Lori just went and pushed down all the way. I started doing my thing and, yes, she felt really good, tight, wet, smooth, slippery inside, just great.

She didn’t just lay there, either, she was as much into it as I was, which was more than I’d expected. Unlike some of these hook-ups, I guess, Lori seemed to enjoy the sex we were having. I really wanted to see if I could bring her to orgasm, something I doubt many clients in these kind of situations were inclined to do.

So, I tried holding back as I fucked her and tried to make it as normal and, even, romantic as I could. I told her how pretty she was, how good she was making me feel, and I was tender and gentle with her.

And, soon, I was rewarded with just what I wanted.

“Mmm, oh, Dean, oh, I’m…UUH, UUH, uh, mmm, oh, that is so good, yes, mmm, thank you, that was really nice. Now it’s your turn,” and she began twisting her hips, tightening her pussy muscles, all those nice things to milk the cum out of a guy’s cock.

Well, I never went to college, never dated any college girls, but this one, Lori, sure had learned how to please a man. She was really good at using her body for pleasure and she had a pussy full of my cum in no time.

We lay there, snuggled together, kissing, feeling each other, much nicer than what I’d expected when I went looking on a hook-up website.

“That was really nice, much nicer than I expected,” I said softly as her hand petted my cock.

“It was nice. I actually am enjoying being with you. You’re nicer than most. I’ve only just started doing this and, believe me, you are much nicer than most.”

“Well, you look like a nice girl and all, just kind of in a bind. I can understand that.”

“It was all I could think of. I really want to stay in college for my future. And, well, this got me wondering, Dean. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, fire away.”

“I was wondering if you would like a college coed fuck slave?”

“Fuck slave?”

“Someone to have sex with whenever you feel like it, as long as there’s nothing violent or hurtful, but I don’t think you’re that kind of guy anyway.”

“No, I like just sex in general, nothing fancy, the normal things. Oh, I’m not into anal, either, so that’s not a worry. So you’d come over whenever I was horny?”

“I was thinking that with the extra rooms you have, I could move in so I’d be here when I wasn’t in school.”

“And what do you want in return?”

“Well, for one, I like sex, too, as you now know. And free room and board and tuition.”

She told me what her tuition fees were and, really, it was pretty reasonable considering all my sexual needs, well, more than my needs, really, my wants, which were much larger, would be taken care of.

She bent down and quickly sucked the life back into me, then climbed up over me, held my cock and pushed herself down on me and began rocking back and forth.

“This is what you’d get.”

Well, like I said, money, for me, is really no problem and the total for having her live with me and provide me with all the sex I wanted, well, truthfully, for a horny guy like me, it was a bargain.

“Does the tuition include books and fees?” I asked?

She said it didn’t and I agreed also to pay for those as well. Boy, did I get fucked. She gave me a night of fucking that I’ll never forget. She knew how to dole out her gratitude.

Lori moved in the next day and as soon as I got home from work, she was in the kitchen finishing up chicken parmesan, I guess I had all the ingredients, I do some cooking, too, avrupa yakası escort some bachelors, do, you know, and she was wearing a long teeshirt. Yes, a long teeshirt.

“Wow, you sure look good to a guy that’s worked hard all day,” and she reaches across, pulls off the tee and says, “This better?”

Oh, it was and it led us right down the hall to my bedroom. We finally ate about nine-fifteen, the first of many naked meals that we have since shared.

We talked about how I wanted our relationship to be, she agreed to sleep in my bed with me whenever I wanted, basically that she was at my beck and call for anything I wanted sexually.

She gave me a blowjob before I left for work the next morning and, again, was in her teeshirt when I got home. When I went over to the stove to see what she was cooking, she dropped to her knees, unzipped my work pants, wrangled out my hardening cock and sucked me right there as dinner baked in the oven, a roast chicken.

Another late dinner and another wake-up suck. When I came home later that afternoon, there was Lori, naked on the sofa, stiletto heels on her feet, knees wide, rubbing along her pussy lips, smiling as me as I dropped my lunch box, wrestled my work pants off, dragged my briefs to the floor and fucked her right on the sofa. Later, I called for pizza, then we took a shower together, always fun with Lori, and we went off to bed and another nice, slow fuck.

Chapter 2

Now, I am a guy, you know that, and, well, sometimes, guys do a bit of selective bragging. I had, over a period of time, told some of my work buddies about my arrangement with Lori and, as predicted, was pelted with questions non-stop. Some I answered, some I just smiled.

As a result, my friends always showed great interest in my tales when I told them but there seemed to also be a good bit of skepticism about whether or not Lori existed outside of my mind. I mentioned this to Lori one night and she suggested that I have them all over for a poker night and see for themselves whether she existed or not.

“Would you strip for them?” I asked hoping to bowl the guys over.

“Oh, I don’t think I could do that, I’d be too embarrassed. What if I served snacks to the guys in that black peignoir set I wore the other night? The one you really liked when you chased me all over the house and I finally let you catch me, that one?”

“They’ll love it just as much as I did, hon, it’s a deal. I’ll set it up.”

So, four of my buddies eagerly accepted for a get-together the next Friday night and it was all I heard them talk about all week long. They still seemed to have some doubts about whether or not I was kidding them along and I figured they would become believers on Friday for sure. Wait until they see Lori. And, they’ll see a lot of Lori, too.

Not only were my friends at work excited, as the week rolled on, Lori seemed more and more turned-on by the whole idea asking me about each guy, what they looked like, what they were like, yeah, I think she was really getting into the whole idea. She even dressed in the outfit she planned on wearing and showed me what it looked like when she bent over to serve one of my buddies. Oh, they were in for a night of fun. I tried to bolster her confidence every time by telling her how pretty and how sexy she looked, which, of course, was true.

So, on Friday, I got home early after going in early so I would have time to get the place ready and Lori met me at the door naked and asked me to come to the bedroom to leave a nice, warm deposit of my semen inside her to carry around tonight as she served and entertained my friends. I eagerly complied, of course.

She had all kinds of snacks and appetizers prepared and on plates and trays, she was just great. And, still naked which, of course, I didn’t mind in the least. Then, as the time drew near, she went to change, which, of course, wouldn’t take long and I let in each of my buddies as they arrived.

They were all asking where she was and I kept being vague until they were congregated in the den, Jerry, Greg, Hank, and Troy.

Then, Lori walked out.

Eight eyes widened as they looked at this pretty, almost naked college girl.

“Guys, this is Lori. Lori, here’s Jerry, Troy, Hank and that’s Greg. They’ve each brought their own beer, would you get us some snacks, please?” and all eight eyes watched her turn around and walk toward the kitchen.

“Oh, Dean, forgive me for ever doubting you,” said Greg.

“Me, too, bakırköy escort Dean, you’re the luckiest guy in the world, she’s gorgeous, and that little nightie, wow,” offered Hank.

The other two just sat there stunned.

Then, Lori walked back in with a tray of appetizers and leaned over each of my friends offering them not only a snack but the view of a lifetime, her perfect boobs, completely in view as the lowcut top fell away giving them the sight they were hoping for. When she got to me, she grinned and I knew she was having a great time showing her body to my grateful friends.

I had given her a day at a woman’s spa and she did look sensational. Her hair was perfect and she was waxed and polished to a sheen. As she circulated with the food, all eyes were on her nonstop.

There never was any poker played, it was more a party and an ogle Lori session. Later in the evening, Jerry had asked Lori to sit next to him and when I came back in from talking a pee, they were kissing and he had his hand up under her nighty massaging her breasts.

I went out to get another beer, figuring that they were all adults, consenting adults, and what happens here, stays here. I came back out and Jerry was kneeling on the floor between Lori’s legs, her thong pulled aside, his cock sliding in and out of her freshly-waxed pussy. Her nighty was off, all she had on was the tiny thong.

We all watched as they fucked and we sipped our beers. After all, Lori knew how to say no and she was certainly beyond the age of consent. They were going at it and every eye was on them and soon, Jerry threw his head back and bucked forward, driving into her.

“Uh, Uh, UH, UH, uh, mmm, Oh, wow, Lori, you are so good.”

He looked back over his shoulder at me and said, “Dean, you’re the luckiest guy on earth, without a doubt.”

He pulled his cock out of her as Lori wiped across her pussy, then licked her fingers off. She stood up and came over to me, bent down and asked me quietly, “Do you think it would be okay if I took off my thong and offered all your friends a nice fuck? It was fun with Jerry and they all are so horny by now. I know I am.”

Well.

I nodded and she stood in the middle of the room and pulled off her thong.

“Jerry was first, who’s next?”

Three hands flew up and Lori tossed her thong at Troy who stood up.

“I think it’s time all of you guys got naked, come on,” Lori said and she sat back down on the sofa, spread open and Troy, now naked, his cock trembling, knelt in front of her and pushed inside.

I didn’t know how I’d ever keep this quiet at the shop, all four guys, not only seeing my live-in fuck slave in a skimpy nightie but now naked and fucking every guy here.

After Troy was Greg, then Hank. Cum was running all down the front of the sofa, oh, well, the sign of a good time had by all.

After Hank finished, the guys were kidding me about my turn so I got up and I think Lori had saved something special for me because she had me sit down on the sofa, legs wide, and then she backed up to my cock and swallowed it up inside her and began rocking to and fro sitting on my lap facing away, as I watched my hard, cum-slickened cock disappear, then reappear as she rocked back and forth.

Every time she pulled up, her pussy tightened around me, just like she was sucking me and soon, I added my cum to the other four guys. My cock and balls were covered with cum from her earlier encounters.

After we were finished, she saw that some of the guys were hard again and she offered blowjobs all around for those who wanted one or since she got on her hands and knees, she was also welcoming my friends for a second go at her pussy, this time from behind.

The party finally broke up about three as I helped Lori to my bed and tucked her in, then slid in next to her.

“Thanks, Lori, the guys had the time of their lives. You were the best.”

“Well, I finally got all the sex I ever wanted. I hope you don’t have any plans for me right now, I’d just like to sleep.”

And sleep she did. I got up about nine and she came out to the kitchen about eleven, walking a bit stiffly.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Kinda sore. But, well, that was intense, for sure. I never dreamed I’d be doing five guys. Well. I’m off school during Christmas break if you want to have another party,” she said with a wide grin.

“Sure you don’t want to think that over first?”

“Nope, not at all.”

“So you want to do a repeat of last night?”

“Yes except for one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s all naked right from the beginning.”

“I’ll bet I can get the guys to do that, yeah, I think so.”

“Well, I’ll have a lot of free time and I’d love to spend it fucking. That’s what I’m here for, right?”

What a girl. She’s sure on this Dean’s List.

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“You’re all text and no trousers.”

She keyed the words deliberately as she did every night when responding to Jack’s taunting text messages, daring her to attend one of his infamous ‘parties’. Every weeknight, he would send a flurry of late night invitations to her mobile,

“Coming this weekend? It’s at a country estate just outside of London”.

She knew he didn’t really mean it. The parties were genuine enough; his last girlfriend, whom he had met in a bar in Soho, had been all too eager to share her experiences of the middle class orgies. Her clipped South African accent and her full, dark lips revealed the true extent of Jack’s sexual indulgences and prowess. As she spoke she seemed to be re enacting sex in the garden, visualizing in her mind’s eye Jack and his infamous 10 inch penis violating her. It must be a violation; the pain must have been excruciating. Deanna was a demure, waif-like Negress, stunningly beautiful as would befit any woman on Jack’s arm, with flawless chocolate skin. She, on the other hand, was slightly overweight and dowdy in comparison. Hence she knew he was joking about the invitation.

The mobile vibrated once again. She read his reply,

“Pick you up at 7 tomorrow.” The old double bluff. She didn’t reply but just dropped the phone onto the floor as she turned over and went to sleep.

When the doorbell rang at 7pm that Saturday night, Corinne never even considered that it would be Jack’s face she would see staring back at her from the front step.

“You’re not ready? I told you 7. Go get a shower and beautify yourself, Cinders, your Prince Charming is here to take you to the ball!”

“You are joking…” she replied still reeling,

“It starts at 8 but I guess there’s no harm in being fashionably late. Go! Go on!”

There was no point arguing with Jack. Perhaps he was just taking her along for the ride and she could watch everyone else. The swingers. All having sex with each other like apes, arbitrarily picking someone for a shag, because that’s all it was; a shag. And Jack wouldn’t be wanting to sleep with her, she’d known him for too long, so she was safe from the monster in his trousers.

By the time they arrived at Cornfield Hall, she was almost relaxed having convinced herself that she would not be an active participant in the night’s activities. In fact the more she thought of it, she was quite looking forward to watching other people having sex. mecidiyeköy escort Considering it an educational episode seemed to assuage the feelings of depravity and guilt she had experienced as she showered.

“Jack, darling!” came a voice from across the sweeping, gravelled drive. She turned with Jack and from the passenger seat of a rather expensive looking Mercedes emerged a tall, elegant brunette wearing an off the shoulder black dress.

“Clarissa, honey. God you look radiant. This is my partner tonight, Corinne,”

“Hello, darling, so nice to meet you.” Clarissa reached out and kissed both of her cheeks without actually making contact. She smiled, feeling out of place and wishing she had for once stood up to Jack and refused to go. “You’ll be needing this, Sweetie, here’s my spare. If I know Jack he will have only bought one for himself.” With that, she thrust something soft and black into her hand, and then reached for Jack’s crotch, gave a squeeze, winked and skipped towards the imposing hall that stood tall and erect in the summer evening, a grey prison against a pink sky.

She looked into her hand at the silk tie and then at Jack.

“Darling, this is a swingers party with a difference. You didn’t think you could just sit and watch did you? Everyone is taken into the main hall by the Hostess and puts on their blindfolds. That is when the party begins.”

“I can’t…” her voice trailed off as her heart raced at the realization of what sort of party this was. She couldn’t go anywhere she was in the middle of nowhere in a pair of 3 inch heels. She was actually safer in the house than out.

“Too late, hon, you’re here now.’

“Jack, for God’s sake we’re waiting for you!” This voice came from the front door and was male. Dressed in a tuxedo, a tall, slightly greying figure stood holding the door slightly open invitingly and Jack and Corinne entered the house.

They were lead by a woman wearing a mask not dissimilar to those her best friend’s mother used to put up on the living room wall when she had been at junior school; white with a teardrop under one eye and unnaturally thin red lips. She didn’t speak she simply took Jack’s arm and lead him across a massive marble hall festooned with oil paintings and large vases. She opened a huge oak door and there in front of them were a room full of people. Jack took her hand and the door was closed behind them. She aksaray escort shot a look of sheer terror at Jack who simply winked at her.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen,” began the mask, “may I ask you to please put on your blindfolds.” All around the room people were turning to the person next to them and offering the blindfold for the request to be carried out.

“Corinne?” Jack handed her the blindfold and with some trepidation she complied. He then held out his hand and she put the blindfold in his. She wanted to run, get out there and then but she knew she could not. Jack was reaching out for her, feeling to find her head in order to put the blindfold on. And then she was blind.

“Jack,” she whispered, “you still there?” She could hear movement all around her. People were moving about. Suddenly she felt a hand on her arm. She held it feeling reassured. This hand then held hers and began to lead her away from other people. Her other hand was outstretched feeling for anything that may cause her to stumble but she was grateful to Jack for leading her away; he must have sensed that she did not want to participate. She felt a chair and sat down relieved.

Suddenly she felt two hands on her thighs.

“Jack, don’t,” she began but the hands reached under her dress and went straight for her sex.

“You’re wet, ” she heard whispered. Was she? She wasn’t aware of being turned on by this. He then grabbed for her waist and pulled her towards him. She slid down the chair causing her skirt to rise and he reached for her underwear and ripped it off. She let out a small scream as it was unexpected and realized she really was turned on by the ferocity of his actions. She began to relax and as she did so she could hear people close by talking to each other in laboured voices interspersed with faint moaning and heavy breathing.

He prized open her thighs and she responded by lifting up her legs and resting them on his shoulders. His tongue began to gently lick her inner thighs and she felt herself begin to throb. She actually wanted this, wanted him. Wanted to be fucked in a room full of people fucking each other who couldn’t see each other. His tongue then stopped as his fingers began to play with her. As he felt her wetness, he let out a small moan of satisfaction and his fingers began to encircle her enlarged clit. She began to writhe on the chair and her breathing became deeper. She let topkapı escort out a small grunt as she felt his fingers enter her and twist inside her like a corkscrew. He began to thrust them in and out as she felt his other hand move up her body towards her breasts. She heard him move towards her and felt his tongue flick gently over her nipple causing her to arch her back signaling she wanted more. God she wanted more; she never wanted this to stop. She could feel the sexual tension building up inside of her begging for a release. She wanted to come and scream it from the rooftops, sex had never felt this good. He began to suck harder on her nipples and she felt another mouth on her clit as his hand withdrew. Rather than recoil, she was horrified that she was actually reveling in having two men pleasure her. She began to thrust herself into the face of the second man, encouraging him to suck harder as she moaned and jolted in ecstasy. As his finger probed her ass she felt him enter her; how was he doing this? She felt the deep rhythmic movements of his cock inside her and as she moaned as the orgasm finally took hold of her, her pulled out and she felt a warm, wet liquid on her stomach and a tongue licking it off her. Instinctively she reached for her blindfold but a hand prevented her. How did he know that she was reaching for her blindfold unless he wasn’t wearing one himself? She began to feel threatened, perhaps even a figure of fun, vulnerable as others watched as she lay blindfold. She tried to push the hand away but she was unable.

“Follow me, ” she heard a female voice. She felt reassured and allowed herself to be led by the hand and out of the room.

She had not realized how warm it had been in there; the chill of the hall hardened her nipples. She removed her blindfold and the mask stood looking at her.

“Jack tells me you are more of a voyeur than a participant. Would you like to watch Jack and I fuck each other?”

The directness of her question stunned Corinne for a moment.

“Er, yes ok.”

“He should be finished in here now…” She led Corinne to another room leading off the hall.

“No, he’s in the main room. We’ve just…”

“I don’t think so, darling, he’s been in here for the last hour.”

Corinne was stunned. How could he? Who the hell was she with? She thought at least one of them was Jack.

“It was Jack’s cousin, Dan, and myself, honey, if you were wondering. You seemed to enjoy it but next time, immerse yourself a little more in the anonymity side of things. The familiar is not what we’re about here.”

Still reeling, she followed the mask into a dimly lit room.

“Take a seat, darling, and if you feel like joining in, feel free.”

PART 2 TO FOLLOW

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My name is Nicole. I am a young Black woman living in Boston. Man, do I have a story to tell you. It’s about the time I met the love of my life and was introduced to a whole new world. In life, sometimes things happen and you never see them coming. Since you’re going to be hanging with me for some time, I think I should let you know who you’re dealing with. I’m a caramel-skinned sister, standing five feet ten inches tall, with short black hair and pale green eyes. My eyes are naturally green, I get them from my father’s side of the family. My father was biracial. Half Mexican and half Black. My mother was a jet-black African American beauty queen when they met and produced beautiful me. Since there are males reading this, and probably some jealous hussies, let me let you know the fine details of my physique. I got chest. I got face. I got ass. I’ve got a bubble butt, actually. The kind that makes the boys go crazy and drives the girls mad with jealousy. I’ve been called a dime piece and an ebony goddess by many a man. Since it’s an accurate description of me, I don’t bother correcting them.

Anyway, I live in Boston and I go to Suffolk University. I want to become a police officer someday. My father was a cop. My mother was a social worker. Being a civil servant is sort of in my blood, wouldn’t you say? So, here I was at school when the whole thing began. I was in my accounting class when this fine-looking brother walked in. I mean, the boy was fine! He was around six-foot-two, dark-skinned, a bit hefty but pretty in the face. He was well-dressed and had a great smile. He had a football player’s build and I loved that about him on the spot. By chance or by design, he sat in my row.

I smiled to myself. Maybe God was smiling down at me on this day. I looked at him and noticed that he was even cuter up close. I had to get his attention. I ‘accidentally’ let my pen fall and he picked it up for me. I smiled, thanked him and asked him his name. The brother’s name was Stephen. He was a new student at Suffolk, straight from Georgia. I licked my lips. Since he was new in town, he probably didn’t have a girlfriend. This was too easy.

The next time I ran into Stephen was at the school library, later that day. I didn’t follow him, I swear. There he was, sitting at a table by himself, reading. There’s something so sexy about a cute guy reading. Most cute guys I know aren’t too bright. They get by on their looks, just like many dumb females I know. I could tell that Stephen didn’t fit into that category. I approached him and greeted him. He smiled at me and pulled the chair for me. I usually pull my own chair and I don’t expect anyone to do it for me but a nice gesture is always appreciated. So, we sat down and started talking. Stephen was reading Fundamentals of Criminal Justice. I was surprised. We were both in the same field. Stephen laughed and told me about his dream of one day becoming a police officer. I grinned, since it was my dream too. He went on, telling me about his life in Atlanta. I didn’t really listen. I was too busy imagining that fine body of his in a dark police uniform. Man, officer Stephen would be welcome to strip search me any damn time! Heck, I’d probably fake being a criminal just to feel his manly hands on me. We talked for some time. So much that I almost ended up late for my next class, Psychology. I didn’t really mind. Stephen was so cute and smart and easy to talk to. He seemed a bit sancaktepe escort shy but in a good way, you know. A cute guy who’s a bit shy is a lot more appealing that a good-looking guy who is cocky. I’ve heard men say that good-looking women are often bitches. Well, good-looking guys with a lot of confidence can sometimes be jerks, too. It goes both ways.

When I went to my dorm that night, I did my homework real quick and then lay on my bed, thinking. Last year around this time, I was a senior at Randolph high school. I still lived with my dysfunctional family. Now, thank heavens, I was finally on my own. All my years of hard work in high school paid off. I was a young Black woman in a school full of rich white kids. It’s only my brains which got me there. Maintaining a high GPA. Key to keeping the academic scholarship I had won. It’s weird, you know.

All those years, I wanted to be on my own. I wanted to escape my abusive mother and my psychotic kid sister. They messed me up in so many ways. If you live in a house full of broads, you know how I feel. Maybe that’s why I usually hang out with the guys. Men are a lot easier to deal with than women. Take it from me, a woman who knows. My thoughts wandered back to high school. All those years, all I wanted to do was escape from my nightmarish home. I wanted to see the world. I wanted to have a life. I didn’t have time for dating. While other girls and boys went on dates, I spent many a night at home. The highlight of my day was playing basketball with my friends, Luke and Franklin. Unfortunately, neither of them ever saw me as more than a buddy. I went to sleep, dreaming of freedom and hope, and wondering if I would ever find a strong Black man to be by my side.

I went back to school the next day. It’s tough out there, being surrounded by rich white kids all the time. Most of them didn’t even have to work. I did. My scholarship provided me with free education and a place to stay in the dormitories but what would I do during the summer? I needed money if I wanted to get myself an apartment. I worked as a delivery girl for an adult Video store. Basically, I drove a truck full of porn videos, DVDs and adult magazines and even toys and accessories. It was fun. I’ve always been a bit kinky. I loved working alongside the guys at work. I’m the kind of girl who can be just one of the guys when she goes somewhere. Men can actually be themselves around me. I laugh at crude jokes, and I tell a few. Also, being the kind of girl who owns a porn collection also helps. The good thing about the job was that we sometimes got discounts on videos at various adult video stores. That was awesome. All I had to do was show them my work ID and I would only pay fifty percent of the regular price of any video and DVD. What can I say, I love my job!

Sometimes, I get really bored. This was my second semester at Suffolk. I had a lot to deal with. Five classes isn’t an easy load, even when you’re smart. I was a lonely girl, I can tell you that much. There were a lot of hunky guys on campus. Good-looking white, Hispanic and Asian males. Unfortunately, there weren’t many Black guys and most of them had girlfriends. I don’t have anything against men of all races, and I would definitely hook up with a white, Hispanic or Asian guy if he was cute, smart and knew how to treat me right. But my preference is for Black men. What can I say? sultangazi escort I like the way they smell and taste!

The only single Black men on campus were either gay or they had issues. I was one unlucky sister! I mean, I’m a good-looking girl and all that, yet I don’t seem to have any luck in that department. The last boyfriend I had, Thomas Jenkins, was a fine Black stud who unfortunately went to Georgia Tech. We parted amicably enough. I was all the way in Boston. Long distance is never a good thing for any romantic relationship. I think it’s a good thing we ended. We spared ourselves a lot of pain and heartbreak. Thomas was probably having fun in Georgia, with a hot chick on his arm. I was alone in my bed night after night.

I needed something to spice up my life. Naturally, I thought of Stephen, who seemed to be the only single, attractive Black male on campus. Unfortunately, I didn’t see him for some time. He didn’t show up in class. I thought something might have happened to him. He didn’t seem like the type to cut class. Speaking of spice, I went to the adult video store and picked up some videos. I have no interest in watching a chick with fake breasts doing it with some guy. No thanks. Straight porn bores me, the women are always faking it and it is not fun to watch. Now, gay and bisexual porn really get me going. Something about watching two hunky men going at it with each other gets me all hot and bothered. I loved porn videos featuring Black men with big dicks doing it with other Black men. Some sisters say they don’t like gay men. I do. I really like watching them. Male homosexual sex has a primal quality that heterosexual and lesbian sex simply lack. A guy knows what a guy needs.

So, I popped the video into the VCR and started watching it. The first scene was really hot. I saw a tall, dark-skinned brother lying on a bed by a large pool. A few moments later, a good-looking light-skinned brother joined him and they started kissing. Just watching them got me hot. I slid my hand into my panties and started fingering myself. I watched the two men go at it. The dark brother positioned himself behind the light-skinned guy and grabbed him by the hips. He thrust his cock into the guy’s ass and started pumping it into him. He fucked him good. I watched that big black cock sliding between the other man’s butt cheeks. It was hot. The dark brother really knew how to pump his cock into a man’s ass. The light-skinned guy was screaming and jerking himself off as the dark guy fucked him. They went at it until the dark guy came and pulled out of his male lover’s ass. It was over. I looked at the wetness between my legs. I had come, simply from fingering myself while watching two men fuck each other. It was amazing. I popped another video into the VCR and started watching.

This new video had some hardcore bisexual content. I sometimes like watching two bisexual men fuck each other while a hot woman watches participates. It’s the action between the men that I like watching. Females don’t do it for me. Anyhow, I started watching this new flick. The first scene was kind of hot. I saw a tall, nice-looking Hispanic man walk into a room. There was a female in there. A thick Black girl with an okay face, big tits and a big ass. The Black chick got up from the bed and greeted the Hispanic dude, who was obviously her lover. They kissed and started fucking almost right cihangir escort away. The Black girl took the Hispanic man’s cock into her mouth and sucked it. She licked his balls and sucked his cock while he stroked her short hair. He was thrusting that big cock of his into her mouth and she took all he had to give. Finally, he came all over her face. He then flipped her on her back and spread her legs wide open. I watched as he slid his cock into her ass and started pumping away.

Now, this scene might seem hot to you but to me, it was just okay. I like watching two males having sex. A man and a woman doing it doesn’t really fly with me. Still, I liked watching a bitch with a huge butt getting fucked in the ass by a big dick. I know plenty of straight men agree with me. Still, this was a bisexual video, so this straight stuff wouldn’t fly for too long. Surely enough, a third party joined them. I watched as a tall, beefy Black guy strode into the room, naked as a jaybird. I looked at him, and gasped. No, it couldn’t be! No way! That body, that face! The newcomer to the scene could have been a clone of Stephen, the guy from my class at school! I watched, fascinated. I couldn’t believe it. The Black guy joined the Hispanic dude and the thick ghetto chick on the bed. He kissed them both, then lay there while they sucked his cock and balls. The Hispanic dude sucked the Black guy’s nuts and the ghetto chick licked his cock. As the scene went on, I knew that this was in fact Stephen that I was watching on the video.

The scene continued. Now, the Hispanic dude was on all fours, his butt cheeks spread. Stephen, or Stephen’s clone, came up behind him and entered him from behind. Stephen grabbed the Latin guy by the hips and started pumping away, fucking him hard and fast. The Black chick who had ghetto written all over her watched the two men going at it and fingered herself. I was basically doing the same thing, and it seemed to turn me on even more that the man who was doing things with the other guy was someone I knew. Oh, yeah. The sex was sizzling. Stephen continued to fuck the Hispanic guy, and the ghetto chick got under him and started sucking the Latin dude’s cock. It was the hottest thing I’d seen in a while.

When Stephen was done screwing the Latin guy, the fine Black stud told the ghetto chick to assume the position, and she quickly complied. She spread her ass cheeks wide open and he rubbed his cock against her tiny hole. He applied some lube on her crack and then pushed. His cock slid right into her asshole, and he started pumping away. The bitch was screaming at the top of her lungs. The Latin guy watched this, jerking himself off. Stephen fucked the ghetto chick for a while, drilling his dick deep into her tight back door. Finally, he came, flooding her hole with his seed. It was over.

I watched all this, and realized that I was sweating and feeling quite hot, all over. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My panties were damp from what I had just watched. A no holes barred threesome between two bisexual men and a woman. Hot! I fingered myself while watching it a second time, and came several times that night. I went to sleep with a smile on my face. Tomorrow, I would see Stephen at school. Amazing. The tall, handsome Black stud whom all the chicks at school wanted was actually bisexual. Not only bisexual, but he was also a porn star. Man, I knew there was a reason why I liked him so much. He was a hunky bisexual Black male. Something I fantasized about every night. I really wanted to get close to that sexy body of his. I didn’t care if he had a boyfriend or a girlfriend, he needed to give a horny sister some play. Tomorrow, I told myself. That’s when the fun of seduction really begins.

The End.

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