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It was a sunny day, not the best weather to enjoy the intense cricket match doing on in the stadium as thousands of men, women and kids sweat from the heat and the excitement of the match. And there she was in the middle of the crowd of sweaty men, a sweltering woman with a MILF body to die for. Her sleeveless top exposed her smooth, shaved armpits as she heard her husband worrying about the money since it seems like the team he bet on is on the verge of a loss. Indu sighed, hating to see her husband spend the money on such stuff and also to see him upset and annoyed when his team loses.

She decides to head to the food stalls, her mature body shaking gracefully with every step of her as the men turn their eyes from the intense match to look at the intensity of her red lips, and the hypnotizing sway of her wide hips. Oblivious to this attention, she went on muttering to herself about her position, annoyed with her husband betting on the losing team and so forth. Little did she know that her voice was louder than she’d thought, the man next to her being able to hear every single word from her gorgeous mouth.

As if by a stroke of luck, the man was none other than the infamous match-fixer, known for making matches turn upside down with just a few messages to the right people. He heard every word of hers, smirking to himself as he approached her slowly. “I could make his team win the match if I wanted, y’know?” He said with a casual shrug, buying a bag of popcorn. She looked confused and also slightly intrigued, while also being red with embarrassment for speaking loud enough for him to hear everything.

“What? That’s not possible…” She said with a disapproving shake of her head, her juicy breasts jiggling slightly with the movement. His eyes quickly glanced at them, a nice view of those lovely tits available in her v-neck top as she dressed up suitably for the heat. “What if I tell you there’s a wicket in the next ball?” He said with his eyebrows raised, as if challenging her. She chuckled and looked at him with a grin, her gorgeous teeth on display for him to admire. “I’ll dance then!” She said, and again, a little too loud. Her promise turned heads and she turned slightly red, but was confident that she wouldn’t have to do it anyways.

The man smiled a mysterious smile before pointing at the pitch, making the group of people near the stands look at the next ball with immense anticipation. And there it was, the wicket. There was a sudden silence amidst the usually crowded and noisy food stalls, everyone in shock from the prediction. He shrugged and gestured to Indu, as if asking her to dance right now. She was hesitant, shaking her head and trying to deny it. “It was just a coincidence. That doesn’t count…” She said, eskişehir escort but the crowd were hyped from the prediction coming true, the adrenaline fueling them as they forced her to dance, almost chanting for her to dance.

Indu turned red with embarrassment, never expecting something like this to happen, ever. But she succumbed to the pressure of the crowd, slowly moving her hips. And as if by a coincidence, a rather sensual song started playing on the speakers of the stadium, making the audience of her special show go even crazy. She blushed and closed her eyes, imagining this was just a dream as she moved her body so effortlessly and yet sensually, the men captivated by the moves of this married woman who was now dancing to their tune. Her ass swayed from side to side, unintentionally making all the men staring at her ass rock hard as they just imagined bending her over and fucking her right there and then.

Once she had danced for around a minute, she finally stopped, opening her eyes to see the crowd having grown by quite a bit. The eyes were transfixed on her and she couldn’t help but turn a dark shade of red. And when she finally looked up at the big screen, she saw that her dance had been the focus of the cameraman as he had put it on the big screen. Thousands of men, women and their kids had seen Indu dance like a cheap stripper in front of an audience. She covered her face and almost felt like she’d melt from the embarrassment.

“Enough?! All this because of a lucky coincidence…” She muttered and the man looked at her curiously, loving her disbelief. “Coincidence? What if I make another wicket fall, hmm? It hasn’t even been an over since the last one fell…” He said with a sense of mystery to his voice. “No way! Then I’d do anything you ask.” She said impulsively, not really thinking of the consequences had the man really proved his prediction right. And there grew the smile of not just the man, but of every man and every young adult in the crowd. And just like that, another wicket fell as if by a miracle.

Indu stared at the pitch, not being able to move from shock and disbelief as he had just done it again. She finally woke up from this shock, raising her arms and placing it over her head in disappointment as she took in the fact that she had to now do whatever that man wanted. Her raised arms gave a perfect view of her armpits, now decorated with a few beads of sweat dripping from there as the heat and the pressure of the situation got to her slowly. She looked at him with puppy eyes, as if begging him to go easy on her.

He only returned a mischievous smirk, moving closer to her. “You’re going to let one person grope your tits and another grope your ass…” He said in a stern tone, gaziantep escort as if almost commanding her. The crowd nodded in agreement and he chose a couple eighteen year old boys since he felt generous, wanting to share the good times with a bunch of horny young adults. She shook her head, but it was only in vain since she knew she couldn’t go back on her word with so many eyes on her.

The young men slowly approached her with a grin, their hands reaching out for her juicy breasts and her round, meaty ass, Indu looking rather ravishing for a married woman her age. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine something else to keep her mind occupied, but it’s easier said than done as she could clearly feel the hands of the young me wrapping around her ass and tits, squeezing it like they haven’t ever touched a woman before. They grope her shamelessly in front of everyone, the cameraman clearly focusing on this instead of the match. And the players can’t help but take a glimpse at the big screen every now and then, chuckling as they see this mini-show during the match.

Finally the young men had squeezed her juicy parts plenty, letting their hands part from her body. She sighed in relief, but all that relief faded away when she realized her husband and her newly adult son would have seen this happen on the big screen. She just hoped that they were busy with something else, but deep down she knew they saw it. That’s when the man shook her out of her trance with his puzzling tone, “You know I can make your husband’s team win, right?” She opened her eyes wide, not realizing this until now. And as embarrassing as these challenges were, she loved the possibility of her husband being happy for once and not annoyed after making another failed bet.

She hesitantly walked closer to him, whispering in his ears, “Please, can you do that… I’ll be really grateful.” He smirked and moved closer to her, gently smelling her womanly scent along with the aroma of her sweat spreading in the air, letting everyone almost get high from it. And as much she would hate to admit it, she was aroused from this, her cunt dripping from this feeling of embarrassment and humiliation as she was disgraced in front of everyone. Her panties were now wet, her juices even slowly dripping down the inner sides of her toned, MILFy thighs.

It was as if everyone could smell her arousal, and especially the man who was so close to this breedable married woman. He smirked and whispered, “How about we meet in the room behind the stadium then?” She nodded submissively, her brain asking her to stop this but her cunt asking her to follow every command of his like she was his personal servant, his fucktoy to have fun with whenever he wanted. She giresun escort slowly walked to the room to the disappointment of everyone, the audience obviously wanting a ticket to this rather private show.

The man and Indu had finally made their way to this secluded room, and before Indu could utter a word, he had stripped her naked, tearing off her rather thin top and pulling down her denims in an instant. It was as if this peculiar man had planned all of this out, waiting for this moment to arrive. He chuckled and gave Indu’s bare ass a spank as he saw the condition of her cunt, dripping from the excitement of acting like a cheap stripper slut for the crowd.

He squeezed her round, juicy brown ass as he pushed her against the wall. He pulled his cock out, throbbing and sweaty from having been trapped there for too long with her teasing it with her dance moves and being groped. He finally had a chance to take out his sexual frustration and this poor married mother was the one to receive it all. She screamed from the mix of pain and pleasure, this man’s cock penetrating her married pussy. She hadn’t felt such pleasure in almost forever, the excitement of her previous exhibitionist adventures not so long ago adding to this release.

She came multiple times, drenching his cock over and over with her flowing juices as she seemed to beg for it harder and harder with just her eyes, her mouth too shy to say it out loud. After all, she was a shy, conservative, religious married woman. Or so she liked to believe. Everyone seeing her sultry dance moves, the young men feeling her ass and tits, and this man pounding her in a secluded room would definitely say otherwise. She took all of his powerful thrusts so well, as if this was Indu’s calling… to be a good little fucktoy.

It didn’t take long for the man to make the final thrusts as he began to near his climax, his thrusts getting deeper into her cunt but slower in pace. “You… slut.” He whispered in her ear, biting her neck and giving her a hickey as a souvenir before his cock began to pump rope after rope of his pent-up load deep into Indu’s fertile, motherly womb. Her eyes were wide open from this sense of ecstasy, her mind almost going blank with this pleasure as she felt a sense of satisfaction creep up into her. As if it was her purpose to be filled with cum, and that she had fulfilled it now.

Having drained every drop of his warm seed into her mature cunt, he left her on the floor, his load dripping from her cunt and onto the floor. True to his word, he got dressed and sent a message to fulfill his end of the deal. Indu finally got the strength to walk after a few minutes, her legs dragging her back to the stands where all eyes seemed to be on her. “They couldn’t have known what happened there? Could they?” She thought to herself before looking up at a replay on the big screen. And there it was. The replay of her cunt dripping cum onto the floor from every angle, almost as if the room she had been in had cameras at every possible corner…

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Anna and Robert sat at the bench, the one where it had all begun, months before, when Spring was just arriving and the earth woke up, fresh, new and yearning. They scanned the lake below for anything interesting, but it was quiet now. Sam had gone on holiday. He had planned it a year before, as a post-birthday treat to try and stop the darkness that followed his aging another year. Little had he even dreamed about the events that took place on the day. Anyway, he was off on a ship, cruising somewhere and hoping to meet people, especially as that would take his mind off of his young friends.

The air was quieter, many of the birds had exhausted their song, their territories safe from new arrivals, nests built and young raised. Flittering of wings could be seen in the reeds as the fledglings built up their flying skills.

“Want to go?” Robert said and Anna wasn’t sure where he meant and looked at him quizzically. He nodded down, to Sam’s place, their place.

She felt that tingle inside her, both in her stomach and lower. They hadn’t been here for a few weeks, since Sam’s birthday, but Anna had sunbathed topless and even naked on their little balcony and Robert frequently did so too.

She looked into his eyes as hers lit up. “Yes!” and she stood and looked down the path, now overgrown with bushes and vegetation, making it harder to see down if anyone was coming. She turned, but then looked back, something had caught her eyes. The top of a head was bobbing along, heading their way.

“Act casual” she said and they both stared out over the water, waiting for the person to pass.

“Hi. Oh, hi. Erm. Anna, yes?”

She looked up at the stumbling voice and recognised Dave, the eighteen-year old that she had flashed her breasts at after he had caught her and Sam on a little photo session.

“Dave? David?” She stood again and held out her hand to the young man.

“Dave, yes.” he mumbled, trying to look into her eyes, but distracted by her breasts, remembering them from before and noticing that her nipples were poking out, clearly she was not wearing a bra under her t-shirt.

“David sounds nicer” she said as his heart pounded, almost obscuring her words.

He laughed and then looked nervously at Robert, who was now standing too.

“Robert, this is David, the young man I told you about. He was such a gentleman” her words were soft almost a purr to Dave’s ears

Robert reached out and shook Dave’s hand warmly, “Nice to meet you, Anna spoke highly of you.”

Dave’s head span, what had she said? What had he done, other than find the lens cap and apologise for his friend’s stupid comments earlier. Maybe she had mistaken him for someone else.

“Where is the other man, Sam? Is he not taking photos?” He wanted to try and jog Anna’s memory to when they met, maybe she was thinking of someone else.

“He is away. Robert likes to take photos too, they both use me as their model” and she giggled at how absurd that sounded.

“You are a great model” the young man added.

“You said that last time. You wanted to see the photos too.” Dave realised she wasn’t mistaken, but was still confused. “I will have to show you some, then you can see if I am a good model or not” and she smiled at him so warmly he almost had an orgasm.

Dave blushed, not just at her kind words, but also the thought of seeing those photos and her breasts in them.

“So” he cleared his throat and tried to sound more mature, “are you taking any photos today?” Part of him hoped he would be able to watch.

Robert spoke first, “No, not really today. We are just having a nice walk.”

“And maybe some sunbathing.” Anna added, her smile flashing at the teenager.

“Oh, down there?” and Dave nodded over the fence.

“You know it?” Anna was shocked, she thought only Sam went there.

“I went there once, by accident. Just followed a path. Pretty sure I saw your friend, Sam, so hid and followed him…” the teen was blushing now, realising what he had said.

Anna laughed and reached out to pat Dave’s arm. “Yes, Sam showed us. It’s a good spot. Don’t tell anyone else though!” and she held a finger to her lips and laughed.

“No. No, I won’t.”

“Promise?” Anna was whispering now, leaning closer to the young man, her breasts wobbling in her t-shirt as his eyes kept flicking down to look.

“Promise.” he whispered back to her and she kissed the finger against her lips and reached out to place it on his mouth. Dave had to use all his willpower not to cum in his trousers as her skin touched his mouth.

“Let’s go!” Anna said and turned to lead the way, Robert shrugging and following and Dave, dumbstruck, rooted to the spot. She turned and waved “Come on!” she said to him and he began to walk, slowly as his erection was causing some problems.

The path was overgrown, but still there and the clearing was even more shielded now. Anna span around with her arms out in the centre of it as the two men looked around for somewhere to sit on the grass and moss covered ground.

Robert decided kahramanmaraş escort to sit one side of Anna and Dave the other, with the younger man closer to the entrance as he was the least likely to be showing anything.

Anna sat back, her arms stretched behind her and Dave tried not to stare at her breasts as the material fell back on them.

Robert sat and quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and lay back, sighing as the sun hit him.

Dave sat, rather awkwardly and tried to be calm.

“You ok?” she whispered, leaning close to the young man and he twitched in his trousers again.

“Yeah. Yeah, all good.” He said, not convincingly.

“Relax, it’s fine, you’re with friends” Robert said from the other side of Anna.

“Friends. Yeah. Good.” and Dave convinced no one that he was relaxed.

Anna stroked his back and leaned in to whisper “Don’t worry, we trust you.” her words tickling his ear and her closeness making his cock throb more.

She looked at the young man and smiled. “All is good, David” she said and reached down to pull her t-shirt up over her head and sat up straight, turning in the teenager’s direction. “See!” she said, arms spreading out, palms up in an expression of how relaxed she was.

Dave just stared. He didn’t want to, but Anna’s breasts were lovely and her nipples were stirring and becoming harder as the air hit them, along with the gaze of a lovely young man.

She giggled and then lay down, Dave’s eyes following her breasts and when he looked up at her face, he saw she was looking at him and smiling. She lifted a hand and poked one nipple with a finger, it was already longer than the depth of the digit and she laughed. “Just breasts, David. You have seen them before.” and then she poked his ribs with the same finger and laughed, with Robert joining in, which made Dave laugh too now.

He looked down at her as she continued to poke his ribs playfully. Then her hand tugged at the bottom of his t-shirt. “Lie down, relax, David.” She whispered to him and he did one of those things, acutely aware that he was now very hard and lying next to a topless woman, who had had masturbated at the thought of since he had seen her breasts.

“Relax” echoed Robert and then the quiet was broken by the sound of a zip as he removed his trousers, revealing that he wasn’t wearing underwear. his cock semi-hard as he stripped to lie in the sun.

Anna’s finger again toyed at the bottom of Dave’s t-shirt and he giggled, then sat up to look her in the eyes, her blue eyes, so warm and welcoming to him. She looked at him and his hands went to the material, pulled it up and he revealed his pale chest to the couple.

“So nice.” She whispered as he lie down next to her, her arm moving to press against his.

All was quiet as the couple and their new, young friend took in the sunshine, one naked, the other two topless, screened from the world by reeds trees and bushes.

Dave actually started to relax.

Anna turned her head to look at the new friend and he was aware she was looking at him, turning a second or so later to face her.

She smiled and he twitched, wishing his erection would go away and hoping she hadn’t noticed.

“Did you come here with Sam a lot?” he asked, still confused by the relationships.

“A few times. I came with Robert too. The two of them took photos together here as well.” Which confused Dave even more.

“It is nice and secluded” the younger man said, fishing for more information.

“Yes. You can do all sorts of things here” she replied then laughed at the thoughts of what had happened here.

“Really?” Dave blurted out.

“Really really.” her voice soft and naughty, causing the swell in Dave’s trousers to grow.

“Oh!” was all he dared say now.

Anna looked at Dave and turned onto her side to face him, her breasts fully exposed to his eyes and just inches from his touch as he fought to try and remain calm.

“Do you really want to know?” she whispered and Dave noticed that her nipples were even harder now, turning a lovely raspberry colour as they pointed at him. He felt his underwear getting very wet as his cock twitched and leaked.

He could only nod.

She gave that giggle, the naughty one. It wasn’t annoying, it was just her nerves and her eyes would sparkle when she did it. Her gaze went up to the sky, then back to the young man beside her.

“OK. Robert and I fucked here.” Her voice was quiet and her gaze firm at Dave, “but we can’t today as it is my period.” She added flatly and with some disappointment in her voice. “Then Sam and I came here and I wanked him.” her eyes shining as she remembered how the older man had shot his load as she held his cock, part of it landing on her breast. Her eyes went to the sky and back again, “Also, Sam and Robert wanked here when they took photos.” She added.

“Oh!” was his reply. His mind was overwhelmed and racing, still unsure of the relationships. “So” he began to think of what to say and took his time, “you are the only kastamonu escort one to wank someone else here?” It was an odd question and one Anna hadn’t expected.

“No” she thought of the answer and if she should say it, “Robert wanked Sam and vice versa.” Her eyes looked right into Dave’s as she gave the answer.

“Oh!”

He thought again, still confused. His voice dropped to a whisper, “Robert is your boyfriend though?” He was still after clarification.

“Yes. He is my lover” then her eyes flickered up and down, “well, Sam is too, but that was for his birthday.”

Dave stared, shocked and even more intrigued.

“Birthday?”

“Yes, it was his birthday a few weeks ago, so he had a special treat to celebrate being sixty-nine.” And her smile was warm with the memory of that weekend.

“Oh!” came the usual response as the teenager tried to comprehend the events.

“Well, sixty-nine is a special number.” Anna added.

“Erm, yeah, I suppose.” He mumbled back.

“You know what a sixty-nine is, David?” Her eyes sparkling as she spoke.

“Well. Erm.. sort of.” He mumbled, blushing deep red now. “Well, I think I know. Maybe. But maybe not in this context.” He had watched porn, but was wondering if he had misunderstood this conversation.

She smiled and breathed in. “So, David,” Anna breathed in deeply again and looked straight into the young man’s eyes, “Sam was on his bed and I got on top facing the other way and we gave each other oral sex.” He voice was calm and soft, yet Dave found it the most sexy he had ever heard.

“Oh!” he gulped. “Nice” he added.

“So nice” she purred, remembering how the older man had put his tongue into her body and licked her to orgasm that weekend.

“It is my birthday soon!” Dave said as he continued blushing.

“Hmmmm” Anna looked at him with her eyes partly closed, “Those nine months went fast, David. I thought you were just a few months into being eighteen!”

He laughed and was amazed how much she had remembered.

“Fair enough” he said, the blush fading slightly.

“Anyway, you are far from sixty-nine” Anna added. “Can you wait fifty years?”

All three laughed at the conversation.

“I can wait,” he said, “it will be worth it” and he blushed at what he had said.

Anna laughed. “David, I will be almost eighty five. You want oral with such an old lady?”

He thought about it, looked into her face, then down to her breasts and hard nipples, “Yes!”

Again, all of them laughed.

“Deal!” she said.

“I will take photos!” added Robert.

All was quiet again for a few moments, but Dave’s mind was racing. “A sixty-nine on your sixty-ninth!” he suddenly said and they all chuckled. “What a great present!”

Anna was now feeling naughty and turned to the young man again. “That was part of it.” She said, adding to Dave’s confused and stormy mind.

“There was more? Wow!” and he looked at her, desperate to hear details.

“I was his present, David. He had me for the weekend.” she gazed deep into his eyes. “Also, I made a cake.”

“Had you? What do you mean? What about Robert?”

“I was there, Dave” came the older man’s voice. “It was part of the present, we stayed the weekend and Sam took photos and it was his weekend.”

“You were there?” Dave’s voice was full of confusion now and Anna reached out to pat his arm and calm him.

“Yes, David. Robert was with me to keep me safe. Also to watch. Sam could have anything from us that weekend. He had me when he wanted. Where he wanted too.”

“Where?” He was still grappling to understand.

“Yes, David. Robert and I discussed it all and we let our lovely friend have all he wanted.” Anna’s eyes shone at Dave now and his cock strained in his trousers thinking of her and Sam.

“All?” Dave whispered.

“Yes” her voice was quiet now, her eyes looking into his as he had turned on his side to face her, getting a better look at her breasts.

“Oh” he said, his breath dancing over Anna’s nipples as he breathed deeply.

“Yes, David. All of me.” He eyes were causing Dave;s cock to harden achingly and he suddenly realised he needed to stop this conversation.

Dave looked at Anna, unable to turn away. His eyes gave away his desire and Anna knew.

“All of me” she whispered again and he shivered.

“Oh!”

She was sure he knew, but wanted him to be absolutely certain. Anna’s voice was so quiet and seductive now “Yes, David. Sam had all of me. He was my lover for the weekend. He was inside me.” She paused and made sure her eyes were looking directly into his before she added “and, yes, David, he took me up the arse,”

Dave’s eyes widened and he started to sit up suddenly, muttering “Oh shit” as his hands went to his trousers. “shit shit shit” he mumbled, then he blushed deep red, his hands fumbling for his fly buttons and Anna watched as the streak of milky sperm ran from his trousers as he undid them, his underwear already soaked and coated with the semen as he orgasmed. He pulled his kayseri escort underpants down slightly as the hard cock continued to pulse and pour his spunk out, the thick liquid flowing over the grass as he put head on the ground and mumbled words that made no sense.

Anna smiled and stroked Dave’s arm as the penis gave one final spurt. “So nice” she whispered to the embarrassed teenager.

Dave sat up and Anna leaned over to rest against him as he tried to tidy up. Robert handed over some tissues that were in his rucksack as the younger man wiped the sticky mess from his belly, underwear and matted pubic hair.

“Sorry, David” Anna whispered, causing his cock to twitch and harden again. “But, that is quite a compliment for a woman.” He turned to look at her, her eyes raising from the head of his cock that was exposed to look at him.

“I feel so stupid” he blushed.

“Why?” her voice was making him hard already, “it is natural. Also, as I said, quite a compliment that you orgasmed just thinking about me.”

Dave smiled and noticed Robert was watching, the older man’s cock hard now.

“Nice load!” Robert said as Dave mopped up the last of his cum.

“Nice cock” was all Dave could think to say.

“Thanks”

“It is, isn’t it” added Anna and she reached out a hand to stroke her boyfriend’s erection.

She looked back at the younger man, “Thank you, David.” she said, her fingers now strumming the length of Robert’s hard cock.

“For?” said the confused teenager.

She nodded down at the young cock, that responded by swelling again.

“You’re as bad as Sam” she laughed as the cock stirred so soon after orgasm. Her eyes stayed on Dave’s cock, the head shining with his cum and lubricant as it hardened. He was uncut and didn’t shave. She couldn’t tell how long he was as he still had most of it covered, but it looked nice and she felt her pussy twitch as she stared at the hole, opening as a teardrop of pre-cum appeared.

“Your clothes will dry better in the sun, David.” and the meaning wasn’t lost on either man.

Anna reclined and reached out her hands, each one stroking the arm of a naked man, one her lover, the other an eighteen year old she had met once before. Both their cocks twitched at the touch.

“So, David.” Anna’s voice was soft and light in the humid air, “how much experience have you had?”

Dave blushed and seriously thought of running away, except his underwear was still soaked with his cum, as was the front of his jeans. Also, his cock was nearly fully hard.

“Not much really” he whispered and realised Anna had turned to face him again, making him blush more.

“How much, David? If you don’t mind the personal questions.”

“Very little” His voice was very quiet, but loud enough to make Robert turn to look his way.

“Have you shagged?” Anna asked, quiet and with concern in her voice.

There was enough silence for the couple to know the answer before Dave spoke.

“No. Not yet, No.” His voice sounded flat and lost.

Anna stroked his arm and moved closer, “There’s lots of time” she whispered and he felt his cock harden as her words brushed over his skin.

“Any blow jobs?” This time it was Robert doing the questioning.

Again, the silence answered before Dave could.

“No. Not an actual one. I was promised, but…” his voice trailed off as he realised what he was saying.

“Promised?” Robert sat up as he said it and looked at the young man.

“Yeah” he cleared his throat, “a friend promised one after she sucked my friend, but then she just wanked me.”

“Well, a wank is good” Anna chirped in.

“Not if you are promised a blow job!” Robert added, causing the three to laugh.

“Guess you are right” she said, then looked at Dave to continue the line of questioning “Hope you got to cum on her tits!”

Dave laughed and said he had.

“Did you get bonus points for the nipple shot?” Anna giggled.

“No, she had her bra on.” Dave said, somewhat subdued now.

“WHAT!” Anna giggled. “So, not only did she not blow you, you didn’t even get to see her tits?”

Dave giggled and nodded and then looked at Anna, “her tits weren’t as good as yours.”

“Are you saying that because you have actually seen mine, David?” her head was cocked slightly to one side as she toyed with the younger man.

“No. Yours are great. Fucking beautiful, in fact.”

Now Anna blushed and she looked down to see her chest, dark pink with the blush, the colour almost as deep as the red of her nipples, which had grown hard during the conversation.

Her eyes lifted to Dave’s and he noticed the warmth in them. She moved closer to whisper “Have you seen many tits, David?”

His silence answered and he shook his head, then lowered it and mumbled “just yours.”

Anna smiled at him, his eyes were downcast, but he could see her face light up. Then she reached her hand to his and pulled it to her, placing his palm on her breast and holding it there.

“Well, now you have felt one too, David.”

Dave’s mind was spinning now and he looked as Anna held his hand onto the breast, her fingers squeezing him, encouraging him to also squeeze and feel the breast. Her eyes dropped to watch his cock as it reared up when his fingers stroked the soft skin and her nipple hardened against his palm.

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DARES ANOTHER CHALLENGE 4

I was surely close to getting my ruby ring. I had taken my husband’s challenges and done some increasingly daring and sexually challenging activities. He had dared me to remove my underwear at a club, run across the parking lot naked and then fuck his friend in the back seat of our car while he drove around with his cock in the wife’s mouth. Prior to that, he took photos of me sitting, naked, beside his sleeping father and he showed his mother my pussy. The dares were getting tougher and tougher and with the most recent event, had increased to where I fucked another man. I wanted the ruby ring and told him I would take one more dare to get it. He agreed and said he would surprise me.

We were out clubbing. I thought we were going from one club to another when we took a different turn and pulled into an “adult bookstore”. I had never been to such a place before, but had read about the things that went on there. I looked at Sean and he said, “This is the final dare for your ring.” I inhaled deeply and got out of the car.

“I trust you to keep me safe.” I said.

Sean said, “Of course. You’ll hatay escort enjoy this.”

I wasn’t so sure, but I agreed. Sean was getting a bit daring for me, but I trusted him and the sex we were having after these events was amazing. After fucking Jason in the backseat of our car, my husband fucked me four times the next day.

We went into the place and looked at the nasty movies and the dildos and S the tip poked at my clit. He held my breasts in his hands. His cock found its target and slid inside me. I began to move up and down on him, watching a woman get spit roasted on the movie screen. She had a cock in her mouth and another in her pussy.

Sean whispered in my ear, “Does that make you hot, seeing her take two cocks at the same time. Have you ever thought of doing that?” I nodded yes. He continued, “That’s one of my fantasies, seeing you get fucked from both ends.

I asked, “Which one would be your cock? Who would be the other guy fucking me?”

He said, “I want to be in your pussy while you suck another man’s cock.”

He was turning-me-on with his dirty talk. I’d never done a three-way, ığdır escort but had read stories on-line and in magazines about women getting spit-roasted that way. My pussy was really wet as I rode him.

Of course, you know what happened next. I saw a cock stick through the hole in the wall beside us. It was a nice prick, I guess. I’m not an expert. It looked clean and it was very hard. I looked back at Sean who was now fucking me more vigorously and had turned me to face the wall where the cock was protruding. I knew what Sean wanted me to do.

“I dare you to suck it.” He said.

I turned and gave him and open-mouthed kiss, swirling my tongue around the inside of his mouth. I was lewdly fucking his mouth with the tongue that was going to suck a stranger’s cock. I leaned forward with my husband’s cock still in my pussy and took hold of the mystery prick poking through the wall. I licked the tip of it and it bobbed expectantly. I licked the underside and then took it into my mouth. Being experienced with only my husband’s prick, I focused on whether this strange cock was different. I decided that it was not so much ısparta escort different, maybe a little longer. I sucked it into my mouth and my husband increased the intensity of fucking me from behind. I grabbed the balls that went with the cock and licked them. I tried to deep throat the cock in my mouth, but I couldn’t take it all. Whoever it was must’ve been horny because he didn’t hold out very long. I felt his cock spasm and his semen spurt into my mouth. I pulled away and the second shot hit my cheek. It was then that my husband emptied himself into me. I noticed his phone. He had been videoing me sucking this stranger’s cock. He was accumulating quite a library of photography of me.

I turned and kissed Sean with the cum in my mouth. He tried to resist, but I forced the stranger’s semen into his mouth.

We got dressed. I noticed another cock poke through the wall on the other side. I could’ve had another one if I wanted, but one was enough. I did grab it to see what it felt like. We got out of there quickly. As we drove home, I got my husband’s cock out of his pants and played with it. As we neared our home, I leaned over to suck on it. If any neighbors were watching us pull into the driveway, they would’ve seen my head appear after we stopped and know what I had been doing.

Once again, we had an all-night love-making session and I got my beautiful ruby ring.

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After my adventurous and filthy night at Antoine’s, my husband Luke had been quiet. He wasn’t mad. He was too stubborn and cocky for that. He was planning his revenge; we were back in our penthouse, and I Elise was cleaning the kitchen.

“H-hello sir…” She murmurs innocently, looking at Luke like he was a king. I could tell the little bitch was fawning over Luke. I hope he didn’t bring her over to clean our sparkling clean house to imply he cheated on me with her; at least pick someone convincing.

“Be ready in 20. Our helicopter will be on the helipad to take us to our yacht.” Luke says as i strode to our master bathroom to rinse off all the sex. I loved staying at our yacht; it was so relaxing, luxurious and filled with delicious staff members.

I sighed at the feeling of the warm water against my soft skin. I suddenly felt all the soreness in my body, compliments of Antoine’s back-breaking thrusts. A cold air suddenly rushes in and a pair of hands are on my tits; it was Luke.

“Mmm, finally.” i moan out softly, wanting his hands…No, i craved his hands. I look down and see his cock is between my legs, sticking out and lightly grazing my thighs, and my wet cunt felt his throbbing member as he thrusted lightly.

“Oh baby, you’re so big…give it to me.”

I close my eyes, leaning my head back against his broad and muscular shoulder. His hands travel my body, finding my breasts and giving them a much needed squeeze before he pulls away and leaves me in a horny mess.

“Luke, you fucking asshole! ARGH!” i yell out and sigh. i could cry from how horny and unsatisfied i was right now.

Once i was done with my shower, i dried off and decided to up my game. Luke had teased me in the shower, which did make me horny, but I was the one who spent all night getting laid, so I don’t understand why he didn’t just fuck me. Maybe that was his point, that I’m the one who needs release, he can bide his time. Or maybe he wanted me to really think he had already got some last night with Elise. Whatever it was, his silence told me he wanted me to think about it, wanted me to sweat about it.

As he waits for me on our helipad by the private helicopter, I walk onto the adana escort roof in my tiniest bikini that could still just pass to be worn in public. It was a small pink teardrop shape that covered my nipples as well as just about covered my down below.

Clear thin straps held the tiny bikini together, enough to create an illusion it was stuck on, only the shadow cast by my skin gripped under the tight floss-like material gave it away it was even there. From behind, I was as good as naked. I had Elise follow me to the helicopter, giving her a look at my essentially bare body, taking big powerful yet still graceful strides in my custom pink stilettos, probably more expensive than what she’d earn in a year.

“Hello, darling. I had Elise bring a coverup for me, unless you think i won’t be needing it.” I give you the look, letting you know that if you don’t tell her to keep it, you won’t br seeing me naked any time soon.

“She can keep it.” He says in defeat as he takes my hand, helping me enter the helicopter. I couldn’t help but notice the pilot couldn’t take his eyes off my elegant curves; Luke noticed too.

The helicopter landed on land rather than the helipad on out yacht as per Luke’s request. The doors open and i suddenly realise i have to walk the pier to a speedboat which would take us to our yacht.

With Luke’s help, i get out the helicopter and take big power yet elegant strides, swaying my hips as people watched my almost naked body on display. People here weren’t middle class but were ‘aspiring billionaires’ living in some sort of belief that they could work their up to out lifestyle by buying Tesla stocks or crypto.

Wr finally boarded The Mirage, a gift Luke got us for our anniversary a few years ago. It was a grand and luxurious yacht.

Once I’m up to the main deck, I discard my bikini, for all the good it does me, waiting for you to join me on the open-top third deck. The crew had all seen me naked plenty of times, at your insistence the first time, but now it was just natural to me. They handed me champagne from one of our French vineyards, and you a whiskey, and we before you know it, I straddle you in one of the padded ankara escort seats by the pool.

Before you get a chance to stop me, or play another game, I unzip your fly, undo your belt and free your half-erect dick from the tight swimming wear I’m excited to see. However, for now, I stroke you as fast as I can until you’re hard. Hard, and thick, and big, and all mine. I slide you inside me moaning happily as I do, whilst the grumble of the yacht’s engine revs up.

“Don’t wait another week to fuck your slutty wife, please,” I moan into your ear and grab you around the head and bounce my hips up and down, my bare tits bouncing in front of your face. A crew member walked past us and saw what their employers were doing. They had seen it many times.

I’d been doing this less than 2 hours ago with Antoine, but it felt like I hadn’t had sex in forever, because I hadn’t had you inside me. I gasp and whimper like a whore so you know how much I want you.

“Fuck me however you want…use me like a bitch…please”

I bounce harder, feeling your big and delicious cock stretch my walls. You felt how wet i was for you, but it helped since i had another mans cum inside me.

“Ughn… I love you… I wished it was you last night, Antoine is sooo big but he’s just not you,” I groan out loud

“He made me cum so quickly, but I need you to claim me back, I need you to make me cum faster, and harder. Just claim me as your slut, please.”

I feel his hand reach from behind, tugging mu hair down so my head would face up. I feel his merciless thrusts and let out loud and delirious moans. His cock felt so good, it had my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my tongue hanging out, displaying my stupid expression as he fucked me like a stupid bitch.

“did you enjoy having Antoine rail your dirty cunt? huh?” He asks as he continued his assault. I was now a dumb doll being used by her husband, her master, her owner. My moans were weak and i felt a strong orgasm coming. Luke and i came together, feeling his warm and thick seed shoot inside me before he rolled me off him.

“That was good…fuck! I love you.” Luke says as he catches his breath, adıyaman escort spent from our short yet satisfying session

I do love the sensation of cum leaking out of me, and I’m glad that this time its mostly yours. Hearing and seeing your adoration makes me feel a little better, as you’ve become more keen to wield your power of late. I wonder if it’s just a side effect of getting more fame as the next up and coming member of the super-elite club, but it just seems you’ve been okay with me whoring myself out more often and enjoying my humiliation, which I can’t deny I do like but these tender moments are rarer, and they too matter to me.

However, I do think about what you said to me before our climax; showing me you basically were unfazed by the fact I chose to visit Antoine and not stay with you, like I should be the one embarrassed by my night in another man’s bed.

The loving moment is broken by a flash of irritation, and I lit up, still naked, cum leaking out of my cunt, and with your arms loosely draped around me, but I stroke your face softly then hold it in both hands as I kiss you.

“I love you dearly too, but Antoine really does make me cum better than you.”

It was true too, not every time, no, but the orgasm you just gave me was clearly rushed as you wanted to have your own. I feel I caught you off guard, made you succumb to your more animal instincts, got you hard when you hadn’t planned to be, had sex when you’d maybe intended to string me along and make me beg for it. Sure… I believe you when you say you love me but I wanted a lot more than that today.

“Don’t make me wish I’d stayed in bed with him,” I say coldly, then I let myself break into a small smile, and run my finger up my thigh and collect some of your cum, sucking it from my finger as soon as I have a sizeable glob, “Yours tastes better though.”

I walk off to the bar, still just in heels, partly to refill my drink that I spilt in our passion, partly to get a napkin to wipe myself. I decide to take mu phone out and connect to the yachts media system. It shows me multiple screens i can connect to, so i decide to connect to it all.

I load up a video i recorded last night in which Antoine and i appear on screen, the camera aiming at a mirror; Antoine is naked behind me while he fucks my ass. His hands on my tits as the camera shows my face and his while we both moan out deliriously. Every crew member was watching this video on some screen on the yacht…

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I have written here and elsewhere, about the fact that my wife likes exposing herself to me, and occasionally to others. This took place one night, which started off as a normal Saturday night in a pub, in the town where we lived at the time, which was within easy walking distance of our home.

The pub we were in was one of a well known chain of Irish pubs. We always liked the atmosphere there, and used it quite frequently.

This evening was the same as usual, until a youngster who was playing a fruit machine close by, engaged my wife and myself in conversation whilst placing his pint glass on our table to enable him to play the machine with both hands.

The youngster introduced himself as Keith; we told him our names, and chatted away together whilst he played.

He seemed really wound-up; this it turned out being because he’d won the lottery that day. The win was only a few hundred pounds, but I suppose, like most people, he was thrilled to have won something!

The conversation spread to loads of other topics, during which my wife asked him if he was courting? He was a bit embarrassed by this and said that he wasn’t. It later came out that he was embarrassed because he actually had never had a girlfriend, and therefore was still a virgin. As he was 18, this surprised my wife and myself slightly, and as the topic went on a bit he seemed more and more embarrassed.

My wife assured him that a good looking young man like himself wouldn’t have a problem for very long finding a girlfriend. He seemed placated somewhat by her reassurance, and blushed a lot as the topic continued.

When he went to the bar for another drink, I suggested to my wife that she show him a little more than the amount of leg that she was showing up to then. She told me to shut up, that as Keith was so shy, he might not like looking up her skirt. I told her, ” Don’t be so fucking soft, when he sees up your skirt he’ll probably come in his pants.”

She then said ” Do you think so? I don’t want to corrupt anyone.” I told her I disagreed , and that it would be the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him; and to try it out to see how he reacted.

She wasn’t sure at first, but I kept on at her by saying ” When is the last time you saw a 18 year old cock? Be honest you’d be at least as excited as him if you saw you’d made him go hard.” I kept on in the same vein, describing what his cock would probably be like, how hard it would be, how excited she would be making him, and even more, what if she would be the one to enable him to “lose his cherry”.

She said ” Oh I couldn’t do that! He’s too young!”

I replied ” He’s 18 for God’s sake! We’d both lost ours before then. Think of it; a 18 year old rampant cock entering your pussy. He’d try and shag your arse off!”

Even though she was resisting the idea, I think I know her better than she’s willing to admit. She thought a while, smiled, and said “Really? You think we should?”

” Fucking right! ” Was my only comment.

We were sitting in a booth, which was blocked from anyone seeing into it by the fruit machine Keith had been playing; so before he returned, my wife undid the lower buttons on her button-through dress, allowing a nice view up her legs and just showing the lower edge of her panties. She also undid a few of the upper buttons, leaving a lovely cleavage exposed.

Keith came back from the bar, and visibly gulped when he saw my wife. His eyes were popping out of his head as he took in the view presented to him. He took a big swig of his drink and had to force his eyes away when my wife asked him “Everything all right Keith?”

He spluttered a bit and replied “Fine; excellent actually.” The truth of his reply was immediately borne out by the fact that he had an obvious erection pressing against the front of his trousers.

He now couldn’t take his eyes away from my wife’s bulging cleavage and view of her semi see through panties. My wife now was in her own kind of heaven; a youngster obviously excited, looking at her enjoying herself in turn, exposing herself to him in a public place( an obvious turn on), but unseen by anyone else.

She now began to relish the situation and kept up the dialogue she’d been having with Keith previously, praising his looks and telling him how easy it would be for him to lose his virginity, with the right person( hint, hint).

While she was talking like this she was gently moving her fingers over her right breast, her fingers stroking up and down her cleavage, gently coaxing her dress wider and wider open at the top, until her nipple was nearly exposed. At the same time she had opened her legs wider so that her pants were in plain view of Keith. All this time she was also openly studying the erection directly in front of her, licking her lips as she was talking.

I found this situation really horny. Two people so turned on, in public, with no one around them aware. I was sitting by the side of my wife, rubbing the length of my penis through my jeans, enjoying every moment.

Keith karaman escort had now placed one hand in his pocket to hide his erection. My wife told him “Don’t hide that, I was enjoying looking at your cock, it looks nice and hard, and long.” He was a bit confused now, I think. He was embarrassed by the fact that my wife could see his erection, but then presumably pleased by her telling him that she was enjoying the sight.

He slowly removed his hand from his pocket, enabling the view of his bulging trousers once more. My wife then asked him to move a little closer to her, and when he did so, reached out and gently squeezed his throbbing cock through his trousers, and ran her nails down its length, visibly impressed by its hardness.

She said “Your cock feels lovely, but it must be awfully constricted in there. Why don’t you go to the loo and remove your underpants to give it more room. You can hide it on the way back with your hand in your pocket.”

He looked shocked at the suggestion, and reluctant , but she pushed him gently away, saying “Go on, do it, I want to feel it better.” He turned and went off to do her bidding, hands tightly in his pockets in case anyone should see.

My wife and I talked about what had taken place so far, and she asked me “Well, what do you think? Go for it?”

” Absolutely, look at him, he’s wound up like a spring.”

A few moments later Keith returned, hands firmly in his pockets, only removing one when he took a large swallow of his drink as he stood in front of my wife. When he once again was greeted by my wife’s overflowing tits, and full view of the front of her panties, he took his other hand out of his pocket to reveal a lovely long erection pressing firmly against his thin summer trousers.

My wife licked her lips in anticipation, I think, and reached out to Keith to bring him nearer, where she could then rub slowly up and down his cock through his trousers, whilst complimenting him on the size and hardness of his erection.

Keith must have thought he’d died and gone to heaven. Standing in a pub; people all around; someone who he’d never met before in his life, wanking him through his trousers. Bliss.

My wife then gave him what must have been the biggest shock in his life. She looked him in the eye and slowly pulled down his zip, allowing his cock to immediately spring free. I think he almost died. He gave a frantic look around, but we were in an almost unbelievable position, where nothing could be seen by anyone else.

My wife wrapped her hand firmly around his shaft and wanked him slowly, telling him what a lovely cock he had, and that she’d love him to fuck her.

“Would you like that Keith? Would you like to fuck me?”

There was no time for an answer. His eyes went back in his head and he started to come. My wife had sensed it coming, and kept pulling his cock, but leaned it towards the side panel of our booth, where he came in a really huge torrent. Spurt after spurt; a fountain of spunk splashing against the side wall in a great stream. He almost collapsed, his knees were obviously weak with excitement.

Another shock was to follow for him when my wife put her mouth over his knob end and sucked him dry; licking any remnants of spunk from him, then complimenting him on his lovely eruption.

She gave his cock a last slow pull, then gently folded it back into his trousers, zipping him up, and saying ” Time for a drink I think.”

I took the hint this time and went to the bar to get drinks for us all. When I got back, Keith was sitting in my place next to my wife, a huge grin on his face. My wife asked me if I would mind remaining standing in the same spot Keith had previously stood. I had a good idea of what was to follow, so agreed readily, trying to make sure that I totally blocked the view of the sitting couple from anyone behind me.

When she then felt reassured of privacy, she asked Keith if he would like to feel her tits, and not waiting for an answer, placed his hand up to her cleavage and encouraged him to open the rest of the buttons at the top of her dress, enabling him complete access to both her tits.

At first Keith was slightly panic stricken. With what had already taken place just about blowing his mind, he kept looking around, I think not believing what was happening, also not believing his luck. It must have seemed like all his Christmases happening at once. From never having had a girlfriend, to being wanked off in public by a stranger, to having his hands on a gorgeous pair of tits, again in public, being coaxed all the time by my wife in the way he should move his hand, slowly caressing her breasts to their mutual satisfaction.

She talked to him all the time he was squeezing her breast; complimenting him on his actions; suggesting when he should gently roll her nipple between his fingers; all of this having an obvious effect on my wife, her breathing becoming heavier, an occasional gasp of pleasure escaping her lips.

After a while of this, my wife kars escort said to him “Put your hand down between my legs and feel my pussy.” He was beside himself now. This was all new ground to him. He lowered his hand and gently placed it on the front of her pants, where she immediately started up a running commentary on what he was doing, what she wanted him to do, and what effect it was having on her. ” Rub your hand gently up and down the front of my pants. Feel how wet you’ve made me? You’ve done that to me; you’ve made my cunt soaking wet. Rub harder. You’ve made me soaking wet. It feels lovely. Does it feel nice to you?”

Keith could only nod his head. He seemed to be struck dumb. All the while he was rubbing my wife’s pussy, she had managed to slip her hand under his and was squeezing his erection through his trousers. He hadn’t lost his erection from earlier, a sign of his youth and also his enjoyment.

In a way I was jealous of him. I was wishing that I’d had someone introduce me to the world of sex in such a fabulous manner as he was now experiencing. An older, totally experienced woman with no inhibitions, leading him forward, showing and telling him exactly what to do to give both of them maximum enjoyment. Lucky Keith!

My wife now had soaking wet panties, which she decided had served their purpose long enough. She lifted her bottom up and slid them off, enabling Keith his first touch of a woman’s soaking wet pussy. She slumped down on the seat, and described every motion for Keith to follow.

She whispered for him to run one, then two fingers up and down the centre of her pussy, spreading the wetness all around her outer lips, then slowly put his finger inside her, describing to him what it felt like for her, encouraging him on and on until he was fingering her with abandonment, with two fingers plunging in and out of her soaking wet cunt. At the same time she was squeezing both her nipples, and then proceeded to have an orgasm, whilst imploring Keith not to stop fingering her.

The action of her coming was amazing Keith. He’d never seen or experienced such a thing and was entranced by the effect it had on my wife. Her head was lolling back on her seat, her tits fully out in the open, as was her cunt, soaking wet and quivering to Keith’s touch. What a sight!

I think if Keith had his own way he would have tried to fuck my wife right there on the spot. She in turn just looked at him and said ” You’ve got to fuck me now. Do you want to come home with us?”

Keith eagerly replied ” Yes please.”

In one way I was feeling slightly neglected; after all, I was the only one so far who hadn’t had an orgasm. I wasn’t too bothered by this as I knew there was plenty of time for that, plus the fact that I had really enjoyed my wife showing Keith how to please her with his fingers, and showing him the guilty pleasure to be had from being wanked off in a public place. I was observing someone receiving an education in sex so to speak. We decided to continue the action at home, and after my wife tidying up her clothing, left the pub.

After buying a bottle of vodka and some tonic water at a late night express supermarket at the end of the street, we commenced the walk homewards. This in itself was highly enjoyable. We regularly used this route home; it consisted of a section of underpass, connected to two narrow lanes, overgrown with trees and large bushes, lit from above by street lights, but with some sections of lights not working. It was more or less the norm for my wife and myself to partially undress her, and sometimes me also, whilst walking home, and indulge in mutual exhibitionism and masturbation.

Tonight was no exception to this, except that it was my wife and a stranger doing the same thing; opening each others clothing whilst walking, and caressing and wanking each other, occasionally stopping to enable one or the other of them to have a better feel of the other. This was lovely to watch, and didn’t prevent me from joining Keith in squeezing my wife’s tits or behind whist walking beside her, and allowing my fingers to reach between my wife’s legs from behind to stroke her drenched pussy.

I had also released my now rigid cock from my trousers, and at one time, my wife had a cock in both hands, slowly pulling them as we walked. She was really enjoying the walk home; her dress was totally open and pulled back from her shoulders, just prevented from falling to the floor by her arms. Keith and myself were feeling her body all over, more often than not with four hands squeezing, caressing, or fingering her at the same time. Her cunt juices were running freely down her legs, her nipples were outstanding in the slight draught caused by walking, and she must have had three or four orgasms in transit.

All this time she was talking to Keith, asking how different things felt, making suggestions as to what he should do next, and telling him how much she was enjoying what was happening to her. All part of his tuition I guess.

No one passed us in either kıbrıs escort direction whilst walking, and my wife didn’t need to cover up until we reached our street, which only took about twenty minutes or so. She pulled her dress together, Keith and I put our cocks away and we walked along the street up to our house. We entered, and went into the living room , put on the gas fire and made ourselves comfortable whilst I made us all a drink.

Keith was much more comfortable with things now, and didn’t seem nervous at all. The three of us sat on the settee, with my wife in the middle, and it didn’t take long before we all three were again touching each other , with me leaving most of the action as it were to the other two. This was after all primarily Keith’s night, intended to culminate in him losing his virginity, and gaining as much experience as possible at the same time.

Within about ten to fifteen minutes my wife had removed all of her and Keith’s clothes, and they were both all over each other, she asking him to play with her tits at first, then finger her pussy again, before moving down the settee enough to enable her to put Keith’s cock into her mouth, then licking it along it’s length, and sucking it until he came again, during which she made sure that none of his sperm escaped her mouth as she wanted to show him how it could be done by someone who enjoyed doing so.

This was a wonderful sight to behold. A young man, totally inexperienced, now having the time of his life with an experienced older woman. He had a really long, slender but totally rigid cock, and I think this was the most he’d ever used it in one evening; the other occasions being masturbation sessions.

My wife now told him that she thought it was time to go upstairs and get really comfortable, before leading him by the hand up the stairs while I made us some more drinks.

The three of us reclined on the bed, sampling the drinks I’d made, and each other at the same time. My wife lay between Keith and myself and was stroked, caressed, licked, sucked and fingered by us both to her obvious delight. Her pussy was drenched in her juices, her nipples engorged, her whole body almost throbbing in delight.

Keith, having already come twice, was showing no signs of flagging. His cock was still rock hard, being stroked gently by my wife in between his movements around the bed, whilst he was squeezing, fingering or licking various parts of my wife’s body. He particularly liked it when my wife coaxed him into licking her pussy. He had never experienced this delight, and took to it like a duck to water. I swear I thought he was never going to come up for air. He licked and fingered her at the same time, just as she was describing to him how to please her best. When she came explosively over his face, he looked as if he’d just been awarded a prize for pussy licking, a smile of pride lighting up his face.

After my wife had caught her breath for a moment, she told him “I want you to fuck me now,” and coaxed him to lie over her , and guided his cock with one hand until I could see him pressing forward and pushing his cock into her wet cunt. His face was a picture, he was experiencing something that I would struggle to remember. The feeling of your cock slipping into a soaking wet pussy for the very first time.

My wife told him ” You can fuck me as fast as you like now. It’s your first time. Go for it. Don’t worry, you won’t hurt me. You have all night to take your time. For now, just fuck me; hard and fast.”

This he did, to say the least. He plunged into her vigorously, ramming his cock in as hard and fast as he could. My wife tried to keep him from withdrawing too far in case he hurt himself, but otherwise lay back and let this inexperienced seventeen year old fuck her for all his worth. As he had already come twice, he wasn’t going to come immediately, so he went on at breakneck speed for some minutes, my wife clinging on to him, in obvious bliss, until he threw back his head and had an obvious orgasm, making quite a noise, I must say.

After he and my wife had calmed down a bit , she stroking his shoulder and kissing his neck and mouth, whilst reassuring him that everything was fine, asking him did he enjoy, and being assured by him that yes, everything was fantastic.

The rest of the night passed as a tutorial of lovemaking, with my wife and Keith fucking again at a much slower pace, she telling him how to give her maximum enjoyment, when and where to touch and caress her.

At other times I took my rightful place inside my wife’s pussy, fucking her in our usual manner, albeit with more excitement because of our visitor, who at times had his still hard cock in my wife’s mouth, she sucking and licking him whist being fucked by me.

The night passed, and dawn found the three of us sleeping, entwined with each other, tired out. Even Keith, who had come at least six or seven times in all throughout the evening.

When we had all woken up, much later in the day, I left my wife and Keith to have a last sex session, while I went to make something for us all to eat. They came downstairs a while later, both beaming, especially Keith who wanted to thank us both for the previous evening. We told him that there was no need for thanks, as we had all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, with no harm done to anyone.

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I was kind of afraid to go over to Sandy’s house the next day but put my game face on and found Sandy on her back porch. She saw me and smiled. I hope I didn’t push you too much last night but want to tell you I had a great time.

Yes at first I was ashamed of myself but the more I thought about it the more I am glad we did what we did and said what we said. I need to get out of my shell, kind of like that first time you rode your bike for the first time but need a shove first.

Hey Jan I need your advice on my closet. It is a huge walk in and the design doesn’t fit my needs, I admit I am addicted to shoes and don’t have as many long dresses that the owner before us did.

We went upstairs and her closet was huge. I looked through her closet at what she owned and she only filled up 60 percent of it. It is strange that the middle of this side is so bare but I guess you need plenty of room to walk. I think if you got rid of these two sections for hanging clothes and put floor to say 6 feet up of little openings just for shoes. I bet you could put at least 60 pairs there.

Sandy what is this latch for? You know I wondered about that myself. I went up and tried to turn it then went the other direction and it opened a door. I opened it all the way and it was a two way mirror. Oh My God you have a two way mirror. Sandy laughed, I’ll be damn. You could watch someone doing it in the bedroom from here. Who ever owned this place before was very naughty. Funny the Realtor didn’t mention this feature as she laughed.

We went back outside and grabbed a bottle of wine. I think we were getting into a habit but I liked it. Jim comes home tonight and will be back for a week. You ought to come over tonight for dinner. Sure, what do you want me to bring? A salad would be great.

That night Jim gave me a big welcome hug and we had a good evening. I was a little worried that Sandy might spill the beans on our conversation. Jim went inside to get a beer and I ask Sandy not to mention are talk or the fact that we showed each other our pussies. She grinned and then sure Hun, it is our secret.

We both did our normal work week and I couldn’t get out of my mind our talk. At work I started looking at guys and wondering what there cocks looked like? What would it be like to suck on them?

Friday after work I went over and Jim was out golfing so Sandy and I set on the porch and yes drank wine.

Sandy suddenly said I have to speak my mind, you know me. I was thinking about our discovery of the magic mirror and got a crazy idea. Why don’t you hide in the closet an watch me suck on Jim’s cock. You can see my technique. Instead of just talking about it you can watch how I do it. Plus it would be a HUGE turn on for me knowing you are watching. We won’t let Jim know so it is our secret.

I was in lust shock!! Like the comic, devil on my shoulder shouting in my ear, do it girl. Do you want to go through your life being a boring hum drum vanilla sexless until you die girl or do you want to explore and make sex fun and exciting. Just imagine watching Sandy suck and lick that cock and watching Jim explode. You know you are getting horny ordu escort just thinking about it…Then the other shoulder was the shame of even thinking about doing it. Watching two people have sex and even worse Jim not even knowing. How wrong is that, you will go to hell for such wickedness thought.

Tell you what Jan, think about it, you don’t have to tell me until you are ready. You will still be my best friend no matter what your decision is. Although you would be and even better friend if you did it as she laughed in jest.

This was a truly hard decision for me. I osculated back and forth for the next two weeks. I would have to admit that I was horny those two weeks because of thinking about it. I for the most part am not a horny person I think because I have been so inactive for so long. To relieve my horny feeling while masturbating I just couldn’t get the idea out of my mind and thinking about watching just brought me to orgasm fast and at that moment I made the decision to go through with it.

Friday night on our normal wine night I blurted out before I chickened out, I want to watch you and Jim have sex! Sandy grin was huge and she said what about Sunday.

No I am not sure if I am ready that quickly. Sorry Jan you said yes it is my duty to push you forward, damn Im getting horny already. This will be harder than waiting for Christmas as a kid. Jan smiled and said, I admit I am both a little scared and excited at the same time. It is a good thing I am not working because my mind will be only on one thing.

It was a very long day and a half and I was nervous. The closet had two doors to it, one from the master bedroom and one from the bathroom. They each had locks so Sandy had locked the one from the bathroom.

Sandy walked her into the closet. In front of the mirror was a comfy looking chair with a couple of different shaped dildos and a vibrator. Sandy was grinning ear to ear. I know this is out of your wheelhouse but think of it as a favor for me. Knowing you are watching is making me really hot and horny. I can’t wait to perform for you. Isn’t it hot thinking that Jim has no clue you are watching? I wish I could watch you masturbating to us, maybe another time as she winked and walked out.

Jan slowly stripped off her clothing off leaving her panties on, don’t know why just seemed right.

Jan was both nervous and excited. She couldn’t believe Sandy talked her into this. Sandy just had a way with bringing out the hidden desires in her. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this. She set in the chair and it had a soft arm on it that she found she could put one leg over it leaving easy access between her legs. She touched between her legs feeling her pussy through her panties. She was already damp.

Just then Sandy came in pulling Jim by his hand. They stopped right in front of the mirror and Sandy slowly unbuttoned Jim’s shirt and pulled it off taking time to lick and suck each of his nipples. Jim started to reach for her clothing and she slapped his hand telling him to obey and be a good boy. Jim just grinned. Sandy then did a slow strip tease removing her clothing. I could osmaniye escort only see her from behind but the anticipation was getting me worked up. I proceeded to take my panties for better access.

I couldn’t believe how wet I was. Sandy only had her panties on as she had Jim stand up and she pulled his pants off. She then turned him so I could see better now. Getting down on her knees she slowly pulled down his underwear as his now at attention cock sprang up at full mass. She was right by her description his cock was larger than I have had but not too large. She slowly licked the tip that had pre cum on its tip. She pulled slowly away with a thin sting of it. I knew she was doing this for me. I started to rub my pussy slowly both inside and out on the clit. I wanted to make it last because right now I probably could cum in 30 seconds if I continued.

She slowly pulled her panties off and she was already wet, I could see her lips were spreading in excitement. Her breast were bigger than mine but I could see her nipples were hard and erect. She made Jim lay down on the bed with his head toward me as she slowly lowered her now wet pussy onto Jim’s face. I could see her full front as she reached up and pinched her own nipples and she winked at me. She then closed her eyes as Jim was lapping at her pussy with his tongue and Sandy was slowly rocking back and forth across his face.

I had never watched another woman before and it was exciting. Knowing that she knew I was watching added to the excitement. Also knowing she knew I was masturbating to her also added a heighten pleasure as I reached over, picked up the dildo and slowly slide it into my dripping wet pussy. Damn it felt good.

Sandy had told me she always had orgasms easily as she started sliding her pussy wildly across Jim’s face. Sandy became very vocal telling Jim she was going to cum. Her boobs were bounding all over, watching her body convulsing as she exploded with a huge orgasm was all I could take. I had wanted to save my own orgasm but it was just too much to handle as I arched my ass up plunging the dildo in and out fucking myself and fingering my clit at the same time I also exploded drenching my hand as I had whole body jerks. I came in wave after wave never having orgasmed like this in my life.

Coming down off of my high a little disappointing that I couldn’t have lasted longer. Sandy looked right at me and licked her lips in a very sensual way like she knew what I had just done. She climbed off of Jim’s face that was soaked with her cum. He went to wipe it off and she told him to leave it.

She then placed Jim on the bed sideways as she climbed on the bed between his legs. I had a great view as she proceeded to slowly start sucking and licking his cock. I watched intently her technique. Like I had told her before I had never sucked cock and was very interested. To my surprise I felt a growing excitement between my legs. I had never had more than one orgasm in a sex masturbation session in my life. It was always about pleasing my husband not me.

I slowly started playing with my folds and clit again bring life sinop escort to my pleasure. Watching Jan suck his cock was very hot. It made me want to run into the bedroom and impale my cunt onto his hardness. Thinking about his cock ramming in and out of my pussy was so wrong. This was Sandy’s husband and that thought made it all the more exciting. Sandy was taking all of his cock in her mouth. I don’t know how she could do it and not gag. At the same time it made it even hotter. She would pull all the way off and do magic with her tongue. My eyes traveled to Jim’s face and he almost looked in agony but I knew it was pleasure.

Then I saw Jim arching his hips off the bed and Jan was pumping his dripping hard cock with her hand at the same time sliding his cock in and out of her mouth as he started to cum I could see spurt after spurt of hot cum as Jan took it into her mouth but instead of swallowing it she let it drip and run out of her mouth as I watched it run down the length of his cock.

It was too much for me to handle as I had pulled out the vibrator ramming it over my click. The roughness was unlike me but it just seemed right as another huge wave after wave of orgasm, like a title wave hit my body. I did everything in my control not to scream out afraid that they would hear me. I had closed my eyes and when I opened them Jan was rubbing Jim’s cock all over her pussy. It now was limp but still disappeared inside her. Jan rubbed both of their cum all over her dripping pussy then she made Jim just like before lay down as she planted her pussy on his face again.

She then mouthed Watch This as she started sliding her cum soaked pussy, making Jim taste their mingled cum. Jim didn’t seem to care as she starred right at me sliding back and forth increasing her speed until she again screamed I am cumming as another orgasm racked her body.

I was both smiling and a little ashamed at what just happened. It didn’t seem right what I just did, watching a couple have hot sex without the knowledge of her partner. Hell just watching another couple having such intimate oral sex like this. Actually the act of oral sex at all was a little disgusting, taboo and exciting at the same time. I felt guilty and invigorated at the same time. How can I even look Sandy or even more Jim in the face.

I started dressing, did not put my panties on because they were soaked. Jim had gone to the shower as Sandy walked in. I know I turned very red. I started to apologize as Sandy put a finger over my lips. I could smell her on her finger.

Before you say anything just listen. I would imagine you are feeling guilty right now. Don’t be. Oh My God that was incredible. I was so turned on knowing you were watching. I almost came the first time my pussy was touched by Jim’s mouth. I almost orgasmed just giving him a blow job knowing you were watching and masturbating yourself. You did masturbate didn’t you?

I blushed, yes twice, a record.

Good, as to you feeling like you were cheating on Jim by watching without his knowledge, well two things. One, that is part of what made it such a turn on. Not only you watching me grind my pussy into his face, twice but me sucking his cock in front of you was so hot. Second, when I eventually tell Jim he will explode with excitement. Trust me he will be so turned on by it not offended.

I am so glad you entertained yourself on our behalf. I can’t wait until the next show.

Next Show?

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My Boyfriend likes to expose me

or perhaps it should be called

The exhibitionist in denial

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All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place.

Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts. They will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable.

Part 22 — Ryan finds more ways to expose me

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Photographs and Videos

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Do you remember me telling you about the naked photographs of me that Ryan put up on the walls when my in-laws visited? Well he’s gone one stage further. He found these digital photo frames on e-bay and bought 3 of them. He put 2 of them up on walls at home and he’s taken one to work to put on his desk. If it wasn’t bad enough that he’s got pictures of me naked and doing all sorts of ‘personal’ things on his desk for everyone to see, these damn photo frames play videos as well. So yes, his work colleagues are watching videos of me on my Sybian and Dildo Bike and all sorts of other embarrassing situations. I was dreading going on his next works night out.

Ryan has also told me that he’s posted photos and videos of me on some web sites as well. He’s told me the names of the sites but I haven’t looked for them yet; except for one, he picked a video of me having a very loud and active orgasm(s) and sent it to some web site something to do with 1000 orgasms or something. Apart from being a bit embarrassed looking at it (even though Ryan was the only one with me at the time). I thought that it was quite good. I hope that other people that watch it enjoy it as well.

The gym

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This is the highlight of my week. Well, it is if it’s a planned visit and I’ve got myself (or Ryan has) all worked-up. I love going when Ryan has got me all worked-up and he comes with me and I can leave the house naked and walk through the gym car park naked.

I’ve started getting a bit more daring sometimes. Five times now I’ve managed to book an afternoon of flexi-time leave the day before and driven to work with one of my vibes in. I’ve then spent the morning letting the vibe get me so worked-up that one morning I got a bollocking for not concentrating enough in a meeting.

When the time to leave finally arrives I rush down to my car and strip naked before driving to the gym. As soon as I get there I jump out of the car, stretch my arms and legs and slowly walk into the gym. I’ve even started parking as far from the gym door as I can so that I’m outside, in public, totally naked for longer. I’m also considering parking in the supermarket car park down the road but I haven’t found the courage to do that yet.

Twice, I’ve waited near my car until some men have walked by then walked right passed them totally naked except for my car keys in my hand. I love the comments that they come out with, and when some of them get their phones out and take some photos or video me.

One time 3 men started asking me questions about why I was naked and where I was going. I just stood in front of them and answered their questions. One of them asked if he could take some selfies with his arm round me. That progressed to me being held up in the air with my legs spread wide while one of them took some photos. They did that 3 times so that they all got a photo of me.

I wondered if those photos of me would end-up on the wall in the canteen at their workplace.

The gym sessions are always totally amazing and I loose count of the number of times that I cum.

One time when I knew in advance that I was going to the gym the next afternoon, Jenny (Ryan’s brother’s girlfriend) asked if I could pick her up at the university on the way. I drove from work, right through town then the university campus and then back through town; stark naked. When I got to where Jenny was and she opened the car door and saw me, she stripped off before getting in the car; much to the delight of a couple of male students who were walking passed. She told me that it was really making her horny being naked where anyone could see her. I think I disappointed her a bit when I told her that most people only see what they are expecting to see.

Jenny really loved walking from the car to the gym naked and we had a great time teasing the men with our naked bodies.

Another time when Ryan and I went there on a Sunday morning I was quite surprised to see Karen (Ryan’s work colleague) and Emma (her partner) there. Even though they are lovers they still love teasing men by flashing their goodies (and mine). When I talked to Karen she told me that Ryan had kept talking about the place and she’d decided to come along and see the place for herself. She hadn’t told Emma about the free membership for girls if they get naked and Emma had had quite a shock when Darren had told them about free membership if they worked-out naked. Of course Emma immediately perked-up. They were kırşehir escort in the middle of fucking themselves on the special exercise bikes when I walked in.

As we masturbated in the sauna Karen reminded me of the time when Emma used me as a live dummy for some medical people who made plaster casts for each of my arms and legs then wheeled me around town in a wheel chair letting anyone who looked see my naked chest and pussy. Probably because I was high on the sex adrenaline when she reminded me, I stupidly said that I’d love to do that again. I even told her that I still had the plaster casts.

Later that night I remembered what I’d said and hoped that Karen and Emma wouldn’t be able to borrow a wheelchair.

Those young twins frequently seem to be at the gym. I’ve bumped into them quite a few time and they’ve asked me if I’d pick them up from their home one day during the school holidays. They too want to leave home naked, have a great work out and return home still naked.

Ryan thinks that it’s a great idea and even thinks that we should invite them to our home more often. He also said that it would be great if he could go on holiday with 3 girls who could easily get away with being naked all the time. If I didn’t know that he loves me so much I’d swear that he just wanted to perv on their young bodies. We’ll have to see how things go but it would be nice for me to not be the centre of attention at times.

Motor Racing

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Earlier this year Ryan got it into his head that he wanted to go to the F1 British Grand Prix at Silverstone. When Ryan said that he’d booked the tickets I assumed that it was him and Tom going. Around the middle of June he asked me if I’d booked holidays for the Friday before the race and the Monday after. Imagine my shock when he told me that it was him and me that were going and that he’d borrowed all the camping gear that we needed.

I got nervous because the nearest I’d been to camping was when we’d been to Ryan’s Uncle’s mobile home.

Anyway, Ryan told me to not to pack many clothes as it was going to be warm that weekend and very early on the Friday morning we piled everything into the car and set off.

We arrived at the campsite just before 9 am, checked-in, got our wrist bands and went looking for somewhere to pitch the tent. Ryan told us that he’d picked the ‘lively’ field rather than the ‘family’ field. I wasn’t sure that it was the right choice; a choice between noisy drunks and screaming kids.

I wasn’t surprised when Ryan picked a space right next to a group of about a dozen young men who were just getting up and all of then looking as if they’d had a good night.

Ryan got the tent out of the car and told me to put it up while he went and got some milk and water. Well, I hadn’t a clue where to start, and what’s more, I wasn’t exactly dressed for bending over to push pegs into the ground. I started to wish that Ryan had got me to wear a vibe on the way down so that I would have been all aroused by the time we’d got there. Then I wouldn’t have minded bending over and letting those young men see down my top and up my skirt. As it was I was just knew that I was about to get VERY embarrassed.

I was right. Even squatting down to open the bag and getting the tent out caused me to get a little audience; and a red face. The micro skirt that I was wearing rode up and each time that I stood up I had to pull it down so that my pussy and butt wasn’t exposed.

It seemed like forever trying to sort out how that damn tent went up. I eventually managed it, but not without lots of comments from the young men. Typical Ryan, he re-appeared just as I was getting close to finishing. When I told him that the young men had had a great view and that I’d got very embarrassed, he just laughed and said that he bet that I’d enjoyed every second.

I thumped his arm and told him that I hadn’t but he wouldn’t believe me.

As soon as we’d unloaded the car Ryan pulled me down onto the sleeping bag and gave me my first fuck in a tent. The problem was that Ryan had left the tent door open and that I forgot that tents are so thin that the young men could hear all my moans. When we emerged, one of them had to go and ask if we’d had a good fuck.

I blushed as Ryan said,

“Yes thanks, she can be a bit noisy at times.”

My arousal factor was quite high but I still wasn’t too happy. Ryan was looking at me and he turned and kissed me and whispered,

“Go and put one of your vibes in lover, and then give me the remote control.”

Being the dutiful girlfriend that I am I went and did as I was told. I was stood there in the tent with my little skirt up round my waist, my legs spread wide and I was just about to push the vibe up inside me when the tent door opened and Ryan stood there holding it open for 3 of the young men to see exactly what I was doing. Ryan looked at me, then at the 3 young men, then back at me, grinned and said,

“Keep malatya escort going;” then after a pause, “There’s a new top and skirt for you to put on in a red bag in the case.”

Then he kept holding the tent door open while I stripped, found the bag and got dressed.

By the time that I was ready the vibe had raised my arousal factor to the point that I was horny and wanted to be seen in the clothes that Ryan had bought me. You see, the top is made of a fine white mesh with a flowery pattern and stops at the bottom of my ribs. I guess that it was intended to be worn with a bra, but as I never wear a bra all of my nipples and areolas were clearly visible. So were my nipple barbells and stirrups.

As for the skirt, it’s less than 10 inches long; the top 3 inches are like a belt and the bottom 6 or 7 inches flare out making me feel like I’m only wearing a belt. I have to wear the skirt very low on my hips otherwise the bottom of my butt cheeks and pussy are exposed all the time.

Ryan’s so good at getting the right sized clothes for me.

As I waked out of the tent I looked at the young men, smiled and said to Ryan,

“Shall we go fuck buddy?”

“I hope that I’m more than that.” Ryan replied.

“Of course you are.” I said as Ryan put his arm round me and we walked out of the field to have a look around the place. We were both amazed at the state of the toilet and shower facilities. I’d expected them to be pretty horrible but they’re amazing; better than I’ve seen in a few hotels. We found a restaurant, a pub, a funfair with a Ferris wheel, and a shop. They even put on what they called a ‘shuttle service’ (tractor and covered trailer with rows of seats down the side and middle) to get you to the race circuit.

We got something to eat then caught the shuttle to the circuit. I’m sure that the man following me climbing up the steps on to the trailer saw my butt and pussy, and he sat opposite me as we rode to the circuit. Ryan had his hand on my knee and he kept pulling my knees apart so that the man could see my pussy.

By that time I had lost all my inhibitions and just let Ryan show my pussy to the man.

We had to rush a bit to be able to see one of the practice sessions. Bloody hell, the noise was deafening, and all I could see was cars flashing passed in front of me. Okay, I could see much more on the ginormous television screens but to be honest, I found it quite boring. When I told Ryan he said that it was the atmosphere that would make it a great weekend. I told him that I’d noticed that everyone seemed to be happy and having fun.

It was then that I looked down the hill that we were sat on and saw a man looking up at us; well up my skirt. My knees had been a little apart because Ryan kept my pussy ‘simmering’ with the remote control, but when I said that I had seen the man looking up Ryan put a hand on the inside of one knee and pulled my knees further apart. As they opened the vibe inside my pussy jumped to full blast. Ryan apologised for neglecting me and squeezed my thigh. I felt happy as I had my first orgasm at Silverstone. My moans and screams covered by the noise of the cars whizzing by.

When the practice session ended we wandered off to look around everything that the circuit offered. The thing was, Ryan hadn’t switched the vibe off and it was purring away slowly inside me, What was worse (or better), I didn’t think to ask him to switch it off when he decided to go back to the campsite when I wanted to have a look at some of the stalls selling clothes.

I was in the middle of buying a Lewis Hamilton T-shirt when the next orgasm hit me. The youngish guy on the stall looked at me funny then came round to the front and put an arm round me.

“Are you all right love? Here, come round the back and have a sit down.”

He guided me round the end of his table into his gazeebo and to a chair and told me to sit. It was a low chair and as I fell back into it my legs went up, so did my little skirt, revealing my bare pubes and stomach to the man.

He stared for a second then turned to pick up a bottle of water for me.

“Here, sit there for a minute or two while I server some of these customers.”

I pushed my skirt down a bit but because my knees were higher than my pussy I’m sure that the people buying souvenir clothes got a great view. The looks that I was getting by some of them confirmed my thoughts and I’m sure that one or two of the customers bought more than they’d originally intended just so that they could look at my ‘bits’ for a bit longer.

After what seemed like ages, my body became less sensitive to the vibe and I started getting back to normal. The man, who had helped me and had kept turning to check on me (or look at my pussy and little tits), asked me if I was feeling better. When I said that I was, he put out his hand to help me stand up.

Thanking him I told him that I still wanted the T-shirt. He turned and picked one up from his table niğde escort and passed it to me. Still feeling very horny I asked him if I could try it on.

“Sure,” he said as he turned back to server another customer.

I guess that he expected me to try it on on top of my top and skirt but I was horny and wanted to get naked; so I did. I watched the man’s customers watch me as I stripped and put the T-shirt on. It was just falling down my body as the man turned to see what his customers were looking at.

“A bit long;” he said, “do you want to try a smaller size?”

The T-shirt hem was longer than quite a few of my skirts so I asked him if I could. He passed me another T-shirt then turned back to serve another customer.

I pulled the first T-shirt off and put the second one on as some of the customers watched me. By the time the man turned back to me the second T-shirt was on me and just covering my pussy.

“This is the one — thank you.” I said.

As the man served another customer I took the T-shirt off and put my top and skirt back on then walked out of the gazebo to the front of the man’s stall and waited to pay the man.

As he was getting my change I thanked him for letting me sit down for a while then turned to walk on. As I walked I smiled at the fact that I’d got naked behind him twice and he hadn’t seen me naked even once.

There were a lot of people waiting for the tractor back to the campsite and the driver said that we could stand on the trailer if we wanted, but to make sure that we held onto the top rail all the time.

Well, it had got a bit windy by then and as the tractor rumbled along the road my skirt was blowing up giving some of the people sat down near me a great view of my butt and pussy. I was losing the battle with the vibe and just as we pulled onto the campsite another orgasm hit me. Someone had to tell me that we’d arrived and that I could get off the trailer.

We’d arranged to meet in the ‘The Petrol Head’ pub and when I got there I found Ryan sat round a table with some of the young men from the tents in front of ours. One of them saw me and stood up to let me sit next to Ryan. He asked me what I wanted to drink and then went to the bar.

As I sat down my skirt blew up and it was my bare butt that sat on the velvety material. Ryan immediately put a hand on my thigh and squeezed it, pulling my knees apart.

“Wow!” I heard from one of the men sat opposite me as my pussy became visible to him; and those either side of him.

“Are you sure that you’re old enough to be in here?” The man opposite me asked; “you only look about 12 or 13.”

“That pussy of yours looks plenty old enough to me.” Another man said.

“Of course I am,” I replied, “I’ve got my passport in the car to prove it if you don’t believe me.”

“Hey, that’s okay honey; you don’t have to prove anything to us; especially with that wet pussy staring us in the face;” said a third man.

“Yeah, it is cute isn’t it?” Ryan said; “and you should see what she can put in it.”

Even though I was feeling very horny, I still blushed at Ryan telling all those men that we put things into my pussy.

“Oh yeah, perhaps she should show us.” I heard one of the men say, but I was looking at Ryan, not sure if I wanted to put on a show or not. It was a good job that I was all sexed up.

The man who was getting me a drink returned and put my drink on the table next to me. As he did so he looked straight at my pussy and I got a bit of a wet rush.

The man stood up straight and moved away and two or three phone camera flashed.

“Okay,” Ryan said, “getting back to rules, do you really think that the FIA will bring back refuelling?”

Most of the men quickly got engrossed in the boring conversation but the man directly opposite me just sat there staring at my pussy. I looked up at him and squeezed my pussy muscles. He smiled and said,

“Nice!”

A bit later when there was a pause in the F1 conversation, Ryan asked me what I’d bought. When I told him he asked me to try it on so that he could see it. I got it out of the bag and started to put it on, on top of my top and skirt but Ryan stopped me and said that I had to take my top and skirt off first.

I looked round and said that it was too public so he asked the young men to stand up and form a wall so that the rest of the pub couldn’t see me. They readily agreed and all stood up. The thing was that they all stood facing me.

“Men!” I said and slowly pealed my top then skirt off.

“I can’t see!” one of the men at the end of the line said so I slowly did a 360 letting them have a good look at me before I put the T-shirt on.

I turned to face Ryan and he slid his hands up my legs and fingered me, saying,

“Shit girl; you’re dripping.”

“That’s your fault.” I replied. “That’s what happens when you leave me and leave the vibe switched on.”

“Fuck TT; sorry, I forgot all about that.”

“Don’t be, I had some very pleasant fun and it’s less embarrassing getting changed in here when I’m like this.”

Ryan grinned and put his hand in his pocket. The next thing that I felt was the vibe ramping up to full speed.

“Fuck Ryan,” I said; “are you trying to make me cum in here, in front of all these guys?”

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After what was an incredible weekend, the week turned out to be a bit of a let down. Mainly because we couldn’t get on the computer and play all night like we had been. Unfortunately I have to work and as such I also have to sleep. Life sucks when work always interferes with play time, but then I guess no work means no pay and no pay means no play.

Mike wasn’t going to be on much during the week for pretty much the same reasons as us. Monday and Tuesday went by so slowly that you would swear each day was a week long. Wednesday morning I received a text message from Ella saying she had some good news and to hurry home after work because she wanted to discuss it with me.

It didn’t take me long to invent all kinds of scenarios in my mind; the scariest being that Mike had decided to come to Australia after all. I was nervous all day and as soon as the clock hit five thirty I was out the door like a rocket. All the way home I had butterflies in my stomach. It dawned on me how much things had changed in the last week or so. Previously such a message would have had me mildly curious at best and I still might have thought about stopping at the pub on the way home. Wednesday was an informal pub night for some of my mates. You either came or you didn’t but more often than not I would. Not tonight. Tonight I broke about ten different laws just to get home that little bit faster.

I screeched to a halt in the driveway and practically ran through the front door. I calmly walked into the kitchen, trying to be nonchalant and failing dismally, where Ella was making a cup of coffee.

“Hi hon. what’s the good news?”

“Hi. Couldn’t wait huh?”

“That obvious am I?”

Ella laughed as she handed me my cup.

“You are so transparent. You’re all excited and scared at the same time. I think it’s cute.”

“Are you planning on telling me or are you going to tease me all night?”

“I don’t know what you’re so stressed about. It’s not that big a deal.”

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”

“Absolutely!” She said with a big grin spreading across her face.

“You are such a bloody tease. Is it about Mike?”

“Yes and no.”

“Oh for gods’ sake will you tell me what’s going on?”

“I have invited Cassie and Steve over for a barbecue tomorrow night.”

“Is that all? I mean it will be good to catch up with them but the way you put it in the message made me think it was something big.”

“Well I was thinking of asking Cassie if she wanted to have a girl’s weekend in the city this weekend. You know see a movie or two, have a few drinks Saturday night and Oh I don’t know maybe go to some clubs… of the adult kind.”

“Oh!”

“What do you think?”

“I would have liked to have gone with you to be honest. But if you feel you will be safe with just you and Cassie then I guess that will be o.k.”

I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea and I was worried about their safety so I wasn’t what you would call brimming with enthusiasm. I was feeling on the outer again and I would probably try to talk her out of it over the course of the evening.

Ella must have known I was feeling insecure because all night she doted on me and kept telling me how much she loved me and that I was the only man for her. I guess I’m just a softie at heart, either that or Ella just really knows how to manipulate me, because by the time I was drifting off to sleep I still hadn’t broached the issue with her. Tomorrow I told myself before I drifted off into a very interesting dream about strippers and my wife.

The next morning I woke up to a note from Ella saying she had left early to get the required items for tonight’s barbecue. Ella has never been an early riser in fact it was usually me who dragged her physically from the bed each morning. I got the impression she was avoiding talking to me until I came home tonight. Cassie would already be here and it would be a lot harder for me to say no once Cassie already new of the plans. I wondered how Steve would feel about it. That was when I had my first inkling of an idea.

I wandered off to work as per usual and tried to keep my mind on the job but it was awfully difficult knowing what was coming that night when I got home. I wasn’t sure how much Ella planned on telling Cassie tonight and my plan kind of hinged on her telling Cassie everything and hopefully in front of Steve. If not I think I might have to pull him aside and tell him myself. I wasn’t worried about how Cassie would react; she was up for just about anything and was quite often the life of our parties. I also knew she had a bit of a thing for Ella no matter how much Ella denied it. I was more concerned about how Steve would feel about the girls in the city and clubs without us there to protect them. In fact my plan kind of relied on him being concerned but I didn’t want him to say no outright.

I was almost home before I had the plan worked out in my head. I pulled up in the driveway and saw Cassie and Steve’s car already there. I walked in the front kilis escort door and was immediately assaulted. Cassie leapt at me and hugged me fiercely for a second before kissing me on the cheek. She stood back and I was impressed as always by her nice figure and her amazingly short dresses. They seemed to me to be getting just a little shorter each time I saw her. Not that I was complaining. It did make it hard to concentrate though because she was a real little dynamo and was always flitting from one place to another and her dresses always looked like she was about to show a whole lot more. Steve reached out and shook my hand and smiled at my reaction to Cassie.

“You’ll have to excuse me for a moment.” I said as I headed for the bathroom. “It’s stinking hot out there and I want to have a quick shower and get changed before I start the barbecue.”

“No problem mate, take your time. We’ve just got here.”

“Alright I’ll be out soon.”

I grabbed a pair of shorts, a shirt and a towel on my way into the bathroom. The shower was nice as it washed away the day’s tension and I relaxed into it. I couldn’t help but think of Cassie’s gorgeous legs and her barely contained body. Then I thought of the time I was watching her stare up at Ella’s barely covered ass and pussy the time she had convinced her to dance on the table. There was an unmistakable look of lust on her face and I started to get hard just thinking about it. I thought about having a quick wank while I was in there but then I thought the evening might be a bit more interesting if I didn’t.

I turned off the taps, turned and grabbed the towel off the rack and started drying my hair and face as I stepped out of the shower.

“Mmm Ella was right you do have a nice cock Charlie.”

I nearly fell over as I jumped in fright. I turned to see Cassie sitting on the toilet with her panties just below her knees. She was staring at my cock and had a cheeky smirk on her face.

“You look like your half way to a hard-on Charlie. What were you thinking about?”

Once I got over the shock of seeing her sitting there looking at me I thought why not play along?

“Well actually I was thinking about your legs and thinking about how you want Ella.”

She blushed a little at hearing what she thought was a secret said aloud. She raised one eyebrow as she looked me in the eye gauging my reaction to the news.

“What makes you think I want Ella?”

“Perhaps it’s the way you like to slow dance with her at some parties or maybe it’s the way you stare at her with pure lust in your eyes when you think no one is watching. The clincher though was the way you were practically drooling while you looked up her dress when you convinced her to dance on the table that time.”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she relived the memory in her mind. When she opened her eyes again she was back to staring at my cock again. I was starting to get hard again thinking about that night and looking at Cassie’s legs.

She took a handful of paper, parted her legs and patted lightly on her pussy. When she stood up her dress stayed up around her waste and she stood there with her recently shaved or waxed pussy on full display. I couldn’t help but reach down and give my cock a quick squeeze. She was so sexy and I don’t think she would have said no if I walked over and took her right then. I bent over, picked up my clothes and stepped into my shorts. She pulled her panties up as I pulled my shorts up. We were tensely focused on each other. I gave my cock another quick squeeze before stuffing it into my shorts and carefully doing the zip up. She smiled and gave her pussy a bit of a rub through her panties then pulled her dress into place. She walked past me to wash up and I pulled my shirt over my head. I felt another quick squeeze on my cock as she went past me on her way out. I let out an involuntary moan and she gave me a wicked grin as she went out the door.

I was surprised by the incident but glad that it hadn’t gone any further. As it was I had to spend an extra five minutes in the bathroom just trying to get my hard-on to go back down. I eventually joined the others out the back and started the barbecue as Steve got me a cold beer out of the fridge.

Several beers and a nice steak later I was feeling very laid back. It was a beautiful evening with an orange sunset and a nice cool breeze taking the heat out of the day. It was still early in the season so there weren’t too many mosquitoes out yet. We were all very relaxed. Ella looked over to where Cassie and Steve were sitting together on the hammock.

“How would you like a girl’s night out this weekend Cassie?”

“Now that sounds like a great idea. Got anything in mind?”

“Well I have some ideas but I need to run something by you first.”

All of a sudden I was really tense. I was worried this would not go down well. Ella then spent the next half an hour explaining the whole dare situation with Mike. Both Cassie and kırklareli escort Steve were very interested and Cassie demanded to be shown the photos of Mike stating that she refused to believe that any one has a dick like that in the real world. I just laughed as we all made our way to the office and the computer.

Ella opened her file named dares but before she could get to the folder named Mike Steve spotted the thumbnails of her photos.

“Holy shit Ella! Is that you?”

She hurriedly clicked on the Mike file while blushing madly.

“I forgot they were thumbnails.” She mumbled. “Here’s Mike.”

Ella took them through the photos of Mike. Both Steve and Cassie were suitably impressed by the size of Mike’s cock. Inevitably though Steve and Cassie started asking questions about what dares were being done. Ella went through them and told them pretty much everything.

“I really want to see your dares Ella.”

“Well… I guess I can show you some Steve.” Ella said, turning crimson.

We were all crowded around the monitor with Ella sitting in the chair and our guests standing behind her looking over her head. I had already seen them all of course so I was enjoying watching Steve and Cassie’s reactions. After a while I could see Cassie’s nipples start to get hard under her dress and I couldn’t help but think about her squeezing my cock and her bald pussy. I was getting hard again and while Ella was showing them the video of her walking back up the driveway with her tits out I noticed her blushing again. She turned around and looked at Steve.

“You all right there Steve?”

“Huh? Yeah. why?”

“Well your poking me in the arm with your cock and I figure it must be uncomfortable.”

Cassie burst out laughing and it was Steve’s turn to blush.

“I can’t help it. I mean looking at Ella walk around with her tits out would give anyone a hard-on. You look fantastic like that Ella.”

As though he just realized what he had said might offend his wife he looked at her and said.

“Yours are beautiful too babe.”

I laughed.

“Would you like a shovel to dig your self into a deeper hole Steve?”

Cassie pouted and gave him a pretend angry look.

“So you think her tits are nicer than mine do you?”

“No sweety; that’s not it at all.”

I felt sorry for Steve even though I knew Cassie was just teasing him. I thought I might have an idea that will turn this situation on its head.

“I think the only fair thing to do is for us to look at yours as well Cassie and compare.”

Ella was giggling now.

“You wish Charlie.”

“You better believe I do.”

They all laughed at this but then Cassie stood back against the wall and pulled her shoulder straps down her arms and released her breasts. There was a moment of silence as we all stared at her. She had a slight tan that went uninterrupted down to her navel with a light smattering of freckles across her upper chest. She obviously sunbathed naked and she had light brown coloured nipples and aureole that seemed to point up toward the sun they worshipped. They were firm and didn’t sag a bit. Her nipples were very hard and it was awfully tempting to just lean over and suck one into my mouth.

Ella paused momentarily while she soaked in the sight of her best friends breasts. She then stood up next to her, unbuttoned the top two buttons of her summer dress and pulled it down to her waist. She then turned her back to Cassie who automatically reached up and unclasped Ella’s bra. Ella tossed the bra onto the computer desk and turned back to face Steve and myself.

I was rock hard by now and had a teepee in my shorts that was quite uncomfortable. I imagine Steve was feeling pretty uncomfortable in the pants as well. I saw him adjusting a number of times as he stared at Ella’s creamy white tits. Both girls were blushing but it was Cassie who kept things going.

“Well if you’re going to compare, you have to do it properly. Have a feel.”

I heard Ella draw in a sharp breath and she gave Cassie a sideways glance that was full of uncertainty. Her sudden intake of breath came back out as a soft moan as Steve reached up and took one of her nipples between his fingers. I didn’t want to be left out either and though I was watching for Ella’s reaction I ran my hands over Cassie’s firm breasts and felt her hard nipples poking into the palms of my hands. Ella moaned again as she watched me playing with Cassie’s tits.

“Do you like the feel of her tits Steve?” Cassie asked.

“Yes they feel fantastic. They’re nice and firm like yours but they are so pale. They are like milk.”

“Do they taste like milk Steve? Taste them for me.”

Cassie was obviously very turned on by the whole situation and it was apparent Ella had relaxed as she didn’t bat an eye when Steve leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She just put her head back and moaned deep in her throat, almost a purr. Ella looked back down at karabük escort me with lust in her eyes.

“Aren’t you going to taste Cassie too? I want to watch you suck her nipples hard like you do to me.”

I certainly didn’t need telling twice. I took one of those delicious upturned nipples into my mouth and sucked hard. Cassie moaned and ran her hands through my hair as I ran my tongue around her nipple then flicked it rapidly with my tongue.

“O.k. Now it’s time to swap.” Ella said.

Steve and I swapped places and went about pleasuring our own wives breasts for a few minutes before Cassie said it was time to swap again. We all looked at each other momentarily confused until Cassie leaned over and sucked Ella’s nipple straight into her mouth. I nearly came on the spot. Steve looked on in awe.

“Oh my god! That is so unbelievably hot.”

I had to agree with him. Ella had a strange look on her face, a mixture of confusion and pure animal lust. As though it felt fantastic but she wasn’t sure that it should. Cassie stood up, looked Ella in the eye and said.

“My turn.”

She put her hand on the back of Ella’s head and gently guided her mouth to her nipple. Ella’s instincts took over and she started sucking and licking like an expert. Cassie shivered and let a moan.

“Oh god yeah, that’s it. Oh you do that so well.”

All of a sudden the phone rang. It was like an alarm clock going off and it was as though we were all waking up from a particularly pleasant dream. I reached for the phone and the girls started to get dressed again with slightly embarrassed looks on their faces.

“Hello?”

“Yes, good evening sir.” Came the reply in an Indian accent. “I am calling today to talk to you about your telephone service provider.”

Unbe-fucking-leivable!

“Do you have any concept of how incredibly bad your timing is?”

“I am terribly sorry sir. Would you like to save money on your long distance calls?”

I bit back the tirade of abuse that was on the tip of my tongue and instead I explained that I was in fact not interested. I put the phone down and looked around at everyone but they were all busy avoiding each others eyes and I knew the moment had passed.

“Who wants another drink?”

“Good idea Steve, I know I could use one.”

I was going to have a hangover tomorrow but I was at the point of not caring.

“So Ella, tell me what this dare involves on the weekend and how does it involve me?”

Cassie was still interested I was pleased to see but Steve had a look on his face that made me realize I was going to have to put my plan into action.

“My dare is to suck a stranger’s cock and I need someone to record it and then talk to Mike about the circumstances surrounding it.”

There was a long pause while this news sunk in.

“Oh, so nothing too difficult then.” Cassie said with a laugh. “Charlie can’t do it because he’s not supposed to know about it, is that right?”

“That’s right. I know this is kind of a weird thing to ask of you but you’re the only person I would trust to do this.”

Steve returned from the next room with the drinks and he had a bit of a scowl on his face.

“I don’t know if I like this.” He said. “It’s not that I don’t trust you two together, although I’m not sure that I should, I am more concerned with the danger of the situation. How do you intend on doing this? If it means picking up a stranger and taking him to a motel room or something like that I will have to say no.”

Cassie gave Steve a look that would make any man take a step back.

“Do you honestly think either of us would do something that stupid? There are other ways to do this.”

I was intrigued that Cassie had obviously thought about this enough to know of other options. Steve looked like he was about to ask her about this too when Ella explained what she had in mind.

“A glory hole.”

“What?” Steve looked a little confused. I wasn’t sure if he didn’t know what a glory hole was or if he was surprised that Ella did.

“I looked up locations of glory holes in the city and once I had found a few I looked into the ones that were in the busiest areas of the city. The benefit being that you don’t have to worry about picking up guys in a bar or somewhere else. Everyone knows why they are there and there are no worries about seeing the person in your normal everyday life. In fact you probably won’t see their face at all and if you don’t want them to they won’t see yours either. I like the idea of the men being at your mercy so they are going to be on their best behavior.”

Steve still didn’t look convinced but he looked as though he was thinking it through. Ella could see his uncertainty.

“I don’t expect Cassie to join in Steve. I’m not asking her to cheat on you. I just want her to be there as a witness to me completing my dare. All I want of her is to film this experience for me and be a support for me, someone to hold my hand if you like. I’m pretty nervous about doing this. It’s not something I would normally do but it is my dare and it’s a part of me I would like to explore a little.”

I could see Steve begin to relax a little. Then a smile crept across his lips.

“I know a way you can do this real safe.”

Ella was onto him straight away and laughed.

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I had been seeing my college girlfriend Jennifer for almost three years when this happened, we met in third period history, and from then on things went great. We had had some fun over the years, and she had learned that I loved to play games. We played all the normal games, strip poker, truth or dare, and so on.

One night Jennifer called me at about eleven PM, and invited me over to her house. Her parents were out for the weekend, and she told me she wanted to have some company. What I didn’t know was that Jennifer had been talking to her friends Lindsay and Christine, and they were pretty interested in some of the games Jennifer and I had played.

When I arrived at Jennifer’s she took me upstairs, and I could see from the look on her face that tonight was going to be a lot of fun. I followed her to the living room and we started making out. As things got a little friskier, I heard some laughter in the background, and there stood Lindsay and Christine. Lindsay said, “Save some for later stud” and all I could do was look at Jennifer with a look of confusion. She started to explain, but before she could get the first words out Lindsay blurted out the whole plan. It seemed that these three girls wanted to play some games, and I was obviously going to be their playboy.

We started things off with a few drinks, as the girls hinted to me the details of their plan. Once we were suitably buzzed, the girls proposed a friendly game of strip poker, but the girls had added a few new rules. First off, the loser of every hand had to strip, in front of the group, but they also had to complete a dare. Secondly, if I lost, the girls got to remove my clothing, but if they lost, it was between them. Lastly, I started with just a shirt, shorts, and boxers, the girls got their shirts, shorts, bras, panties, shoes, and socks. Being just a little drunk and horny, I agreed, and so the game began.

The game started off really well…for them, I couldn’t believe my luck, and right off the bat. I lost by a long shot, and the three girls had a field day deciding who got to take off my gebze escort shirt. Finally, Lindsay won out, and she slowly undid the buttons on my light blue collared shirt. I heard the girls giggle, as my shirt opened revealing my pecks. I wasn’t in great shape, but apparently I was good enough. When Lindsay undid the last button, my six pack caused quite the disturbance amongst the girls, even Jennifer took a second glance, I guess my abs were never really her focus. But it soon became clear that the girls were more interested in what lied still hidden. The girls whispered amongst themselves, as they determined what I would be doing for a dare. But it was quickly decided that they were going save my dares for another time.

The Second hand played out, and I barely scraped by, Lindsay lost, and Jennifer hastily removed her shoes, nothing to get excited about. But I still got to give her a dare. After a lot of thinking I got a nice show as Jennifer, Lindsay, and Christine made out for me. But soon they were back to the game.

The third hand saw me just about out of luck. This time Jennifer got the honors, and took great joy in undoing the fly on my shorts, and as she let them drop, her hands gently rubbed my semi-hard cock. Standing there in my boxers I felt completely exposed. The more time that passed the bigger and harder I got. When I was fully tented, I had no choice but to tuck my hard-on into my waistband. The girls jumped with excitement as the head of my erect cock poked out of my boxers. It was time for another dare, but I was really hoping that this would go in my favor. The girls sent me out of the room, and as they discussed my fate, all I could do was give myself tug as I waited with anticipation. When they finally called me back in I could sense I was in trouble. The girls led me to Jennifer’s bed, where I saw a few ropes, a blind fold, and a pair of scissors. The girls had me lay down face up, and proceeded to tie me up to the four corners of the bed. Before the next hand, my boxers would be up for grabs, leaving me vulnerable to another gümüşhane escort dare on the final hand. The girls asked me questions, and for each one I got wrong, they cut an inch off of my Boxers. As if this wasn’t bad enough, for each correct answer they pulled my boxers down an inch.

The first question was Jennifer’s, What color are my eyes? Well I thought that was an easy one. Blue I said. But Jennifer reached for the scissors, and explained that her eyes were green, but her contacts were blue. She took great joy in cutting off the first inch from the bottom of my boxers. With the next question, my balls were going to be hanging out in plain view. It was Christine’s turn, she asked me what Jennifer’s address was. Well let me tell you I pulled this one out of my ass, but I got it right. Still my boxers were pulled down an inch, or so the girls said, but with one swift pull, my light brown pubes were being tugged at by all of the girls. Lindsay got the next question, and I could tell it wasn’t going to be easy. It came, and all I could say was uhhhhh. She had asked me Jennifer’s breast size. Before I knew it, my balls were hanging out the bottom, of my boxers, and my shaft was almost fully exposed through the top. One question more, and I would be naked either way. It was Jennifer’s turn again, and her birthstone was the final straw. I was naked tied to a bed, and my boxers were in one inch strips on the floor.

With almost all my dignity removed, we went onto the next hand. I laid down my cards, and my pair of threes just barely beat Jennifer’s king high. Just as Christine was undoing Jennifer’s shirt, Lindsay stopped her, and to my dismay she showed us all that Lindsay in fact had a flush, which was what I was soon to become.

Christine the most innocent of us all was standing there in front of me ready to remove my last bit of dignity. My white Hilfiger boxers didn’t hide much, but they were all I had. Christine took great pleasure in pacing around me, running her fingers around my waistband, and slowly running her fingers over izmir escort the head of my exposed cock. She finally stopped behind me, and put her index fingers down the front of my boxers. She slowly pulled the waistband forward, as she sheepishly took a quick peek at the rest of my cock. She finally gave in to the hoots and hollers of Jennifer and Lindsay. She lowered my boxers to the point where my cock fell forward, but my balls were held in by my waistband. Lindsay who had been slowly moving around behind me quickly ripped off my boxers, leaving me completely naked in front of these three gorgeous girls.

I thought this was the end, but little did I know, but the night was just beginning. After a few minutes, I went to retrieve my boxers, and start getting dressed. But the girls had different ideas. Jennifer walked over and quickly stopped me dead in my tracks, she grabbed my still hard cock, and after taking back my boxers, she led me to the backyard. The girls had decided that it was time for me to spend some time in the pool. Jennifer ordered me in, and had me lie on my back just under the water. The girls wanted to see if my cock would float, and they weren’t disappointed. The more time I spent in the water the smaller I got, my erection was wearing off, and shrinkage was setting in. Christine was the first to notice, and decided that this just couldn’t be. I was again ordered around, and the girls decided that it was time for a little snack. As the girls poured themselves some more to drink, I made them all a snack. Jennifer wanted hot dogs, so this is what they got. As brought over the tray of hot dogs, I could see Lindsay wanted one in particular. I was called over to her, and she dropped the hot dog out of the bun, replacing it with my “hotdog”. She covered me in mustard and ketchup and topped me off with some relish. Nothing stayed there long as Lindsay began to lick and suck me clean. Jennifer and Christine made sure to get their turns as well.

Lindsay decided it was time to end our little night. She grabbed a hold of my cock and started to rub me out, trust me, she didn’t need to do much, but as she stroked up and down, Jennifer and Christine took turns rubbing up against my tight ass. As I came Lindsay sent my cum shooting through the air and all over my clothes. She sent me outside and forced me to walk home…but that is a different story.

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“Okay Maria, I’ll tell you what. I’ll agree to not talk and think about sex all the time if we have one night every so often where we can live out one of our fantasies.”

“All right, I can live with that as long as it keeps you from asking every other night!”

Maria sighed. She had been a homemaker and Mom for the past twelve years. Now she had a part time job that took up her daytime hours, leaving moments alone with Nick few and far between. She really would have loved to spend more time with him, but where would the time come from: her job, her children, or her housework?

Nick had worked hard the past twelve years as a building manager, keeping hours that took him away from home for twelve hours a day. They both knew that his hard work put their future in good shape as far as their finances and retirement plans were concerned. It was a good thing too, because that lifestyle came to an end earlier this year when his company was bought out. Maria didn’t want to take the children out of the local school system, so Nick turned down a relocation offer and, with that, the job. Now he worked a few days per week as a local contractor while he waited for a better offer. Maria decided it was best to take on a job even though Nick dismissed the urgency.

As Nick watched Maria getting ready for work one morning he thought about how fantastic she still looked. At thirty-six, her curly blond/brown hair fell down onto her shoulders like golden silk chains, accentuating her smooth tanned skin and the soft lines of her figure. Nick always wondered where she inherited her complexion since she wasn’t Latino. Maria was actually of Irish, Italian and Dutch descent. The combination seemed to bring out the best of all those nationalities. It wasn’t that she was long and lean like a model – she was barely five-foot three inches tall, with a body more reminiscent of a gymnast, but Maria’s somewhat large round firm breasts were a departure from that image.

The combination of her long golden locks, large breasts, flat stomach, and full round butt cheeks, always generated attention. Nick knew what other guys were thinking, but Maria ignored the stares. Nick could tell that Maria was faithful to him, even during all those years of long hours. As Nick looked up from his coffee, he remembered overhearing two guys at a company picnic comment about his wife.

“Now that woman could punish you in the sack.” Said one.

“Look at that booty. She could punish me any time!” The other had replied.

Nick had some great sex with Maria over the years, but certainly not at a rate commensurate with her looks. His long hours and Maria bringing up the children had severely curtailed their sex life. He naively thought it would eventually go back to the way it was when they dated; four or five times a week. Instead, it was now twelve years later and he watched her come and go to her new job, play with the children at night, and do a few chores. With little leisure time left and even less chance of privacy in their nice, but small, ranch-style home, Nick and Maria didn’t have much chance for romantic interludes. The children slept in the adjoining rooms and sometimes popped up during the night, which made Maria reluctant to start things she couldn’t finish. It wasn’t that she didn’t like sex. On the contrary, Maria would really go off when she got going and she knew stopping was not an option at a certain point.

Nick thought of the comments he heard at that picnic. Maria WAS punishing when she got going! He loved how dirty she would get and the volume that accompanied her pleasure. The thought invoked memories of when they first moved in together. A friend in the next apartment had asked him, “What the hell were you guys doing last night? There were some pretty wild sounds coming through the wall, Nick!”

That only escalated Nick’s search to buy a home and barely four months later, Maria announced that she was pregnant. Nick loved his children, but really wished he had had some time alone with Maria in the new house before the children were born. They still had their moments, but Maria rarely left the children alone with babysitters and neither of them really had a support system. Maria’s family was in California and Nick’s was in Virginia, hours from their Pennsylvania home.

Nick reflected back on twelve years and how their new circumstances would affect their lives. Nick had more time to spend with Maria, but now it was her schedule that precluded them from the intimate moments Nick yearned for. Little did he know that they were about to discover an entirely new side of their sex life, one that Nick would not have imagined he’d delight in and one that caused Maria to abandon her demure nature.

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Maria was cleaning the house, getting ready for some guests they were planning to have over later that day. The children were playing at a friend’s house, leaving Nick and Maria alone to catch up on some chores. Maria asked Nick to help out and clean the main bathroom. He ordu escort obliged, but he wasn’t the most careful person and overwhelmed the room with cleaning chemicals. This forced him to open the large shutter style bathroom windows that opened onto the yard to air the room.

Nick was outside trimming the grass an hour later when he heard the shower through the open bathroom window. The windows were almost always closed because the shower was adjacent to them. There were no curtains because the glass was painted for modesty.

Maria had left it open this time to air out the smell of the cleaning solvent, but she needed to shower before she went to pick up the children. From Nick’s perch in the back yard he could see his wife reach out to gauge the water temperature then drop her robe before stepping into the shower. He could see her quite clearly from his vantage point. The yard sloped upward and put him level with the window. Nick stood and admired her torso and her breasts, which sloped out and hung above her midsection like sand dunes over a plain. They were firm and round; yet their size, complimented by her smooth skin, made them look invitingly soft.

“She’s got the nicest tits in the world.” Nick thought. He watched Maria’s breasts rise as she shampooed her hair; he started getting hard watching her as she showered. She looked like an exotic dancer as the soap cascaded down her body.

Nick was expecting Maria to look up and see him staring from the yard. He even waved at her when she turned toward the open window, but she never responded. How could she? Without her glasses she was virtually blind!

“Wow. Someone could stand out here watching her and she’d never know it!” He mumbled to himself. For some reason, Nick felt a little twitch in his privates at the thought.

Maria stepped out of the shower and dried her hair. She was framed in the window like a renaissance portrait. Nick was hard as a rock now and wanted to ravage her. Maria finally noticed him when he called to her as he approached the open window.

Startled, she began to cover her body before Nick shouted, “Don’t do that, I’m enjoying the view!”

“Naughty boy!” Although surprised, Maria was feeling playful and moved closer to the open window.

“Wow, you really do have some seriously nice tits!” Nick howled.

Maria rocked her shoulders back and forth making her breasts sway from side to side.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!” Nick added in his best Chris Rock imitation.

“Alright, show’s over, I’ve got to get ready soon, bye!” She laughed and moved away from the window, but the sight spurred Nick to ask Maria to leave them open whenever it was appropriate. Much to Nick’s delight, Maria agreed.

Nick noticed that Maria must’ve liked the feeling of the open windows. After a few weeks, they were left open whenever she was sure the children weren’t in the yard. Nick noticed they were even left open while he was away at work. The thought of her alone and naked to the world should have concerned him, but he found it a powerful aphrodisiac instead.

Whenever he could, whether early mornings or late nights, Nick would perch himself outside and watch Maria when she showered. He felt like a Peeping Tom even though he was peeping on his own wife. Since she couldn’t see much without her contact glasses, he wondered if Maria would notice if he took some photographs. To his surprise, he was able to take some really great photos of Maria in the shower. She looked straight out toward him a few times, but showed no recognition of him standing there. Some of the pictures were so good and her figure so beautiful, he was tempted to show someone. He knew he wouldn’t, but his erection grew hard whenever he’d think about another man seeing them. Nick wasn’t sure why this idea was making him so excited because he had always wanted Maria all to himself.

A few weeks after the clandestine photo shoot, Nick and Maria decided to catch up on some landscaping. The kids were at friends again and Maria wanted to plant some new shrubs near the house. Nick planned on mowing the lawn. It was quite hot that day and Nick made sure they opened the shower windows before they began their chores.

“Have something in mind?” Maria teased him.

“Well, one can only hope we have some time left over for, uh?”

“We’ll see!” She squeezed his arm as they readied for their yard work.

Maria looked kind of sultry in her cotton shorts and tank top. She was wearing less than she normally would if she knew someone other than Nick would present, but was subconsciously baiting Nick for later.

As he clipped the trees at his property line Tim, the next-door neighbor, noticed them and started up a conversation with Nick. The two men were not close friends, but were neighborly and helpful to each other. As the conversation went on Nick invited Tim through the thicket between their properties and into Nick’s yard.

Both men stopped briefly in admiration as they moved osmaniye escort into Nick’s yard, about twenty feet from Maria. Although normally modest, Maria was sometimes oblivious that her movements could be seen as sexual. She was leaning over the new shrub, her legs locked at the knees as she bent over. The effect was that her fine bottom was high in the air above her body as her breasts were suspended above the shrub. It looked more like an aerobics stretching routine.

It was obvious to Nick what they both were thinking with that pause, but he couldn’t argue with the reason. Maria noticed them, looked up and wiped the dirt off her hands. In her typical tomboy behavior she thought nothing of wiping her hands down her shirt. The dirt and sweat caused the tank top to cling to her body, making the outline of her breasts very apparent and very appealing. Nick thought that Tim might be thinking the same thing.

“Hey, it’s pretty hot, why don’t you take a break?” He cautioned, more for her attire than her health. At the same time, her display, with Tim next to him, made Nick tingle again.

“Good idea. I’m going inside. It’s very sticky out here in this heat. You’d better get that lawn done before it gets too hot.”

“Okay. Go inside and relax. A nice shower will make you feel brand new.” He volunteered, thinking happily about their prior plans.

Maria looked at him quizzically, knowing they opened the windows. ‘Funny he said that with Tim standing there?’ She thought.

Maria made her way into the bathroom and, noticing the open windows, felt a little naughty knowing they might both still be out there.

‘After he ditches Tim, Nick will get a nice surprise when he wanders back over here!’ She thought wickedly.

While he was talking with the neighbor, Nick’s ears picked up the sound of the shower through the open window. His ears were now tuned to the sound like Pavlov’s dog. He looked over to the house and noticed the bathroom window was wide open. Nick was having conflicting feelings as he stumbled through his conversation with Tim.

‘Didn’t she realize the window was open? She must. Even though Tim’s out here with me!’

“Hey, Nick? I think the heat’s getting to you. I don’t think you’ve heard a word I’ve said the past minute?” Tim interrupted his thoughts.

“What? Oh sorry, my mind wanders when it’s this hot.” He laughed. The thought of Maria in the shower while Tim was in the yard made his erection grow. For some reason, thinking of another man seeing his wife in that shower excited Nick and he did something he never thought he would do.

“Hey Tim, come over by the house for a second while I dump some mulch on those new shrubs that Maria planted.”

Tim followed, and as they got closer, Nick lined them up so that they could see Maria. As they came within twenty feet of the house Nick heard, “Oh my!”

Tim stopped himself, not wanting Nick to know that he could see his wife in the shower. It was a very clear view. Nick pretended he didn’t noticed.

“Uh, I’d better get going, Nick.” Tim said nervously. “I’ve got to finish some chores.”

“Just a second while I get this done. Then I’ll come over and give you a hand.” Nick leaned down and worked the mulch around the plant looking up every twenty seconds or so to see Tim staring at the bathroom window.

Tim averted his eyes whenever Nick turned his head up toward him, but he couldn’t help returning his eyes to the window whenever he thought Nick wasn’t watching. Tim watched Maria’s beautiful tits sway as she showered. The lather flowing down her chest was almost too much to take. He could see it cascade over her hips and was amazed at how firm and round her bottom was.

Meanwhile, Maria was about to remove her glasses when she saw her husband and Tim walking toward her. ‘Oh my God!’ She thought at first. ‘I can’t believe it. He’s still with Nick and they’re coming this way!’

She moved to close the windows before they got too near, but realized it would bring her directly in front of the window just when they arrived. A moment of panic went through her, but by then it was too late to change anything. ‘Would Nick be upset that she left the window open knowing Tim was out there? But he did tell me to jump in the shower.’ Her thoughts conflicted, but their proximity excited her more than she expected. Her nipples grew very hard and a fire erupted between her legs. Maria didn’t know why, she was not attracted to Tim, but the situation was quite exhilarating.

So Maria resigned herself to this display. In fact, she put on a masterful exhibition as she soaped and played with her breasts, gently rocked her tits back and forth while she shampooed her hair, all while trying not to appear as though she had an audience

Nick knew Tim was maybe seeing too much of a good thing when he saw Tim’s expression change to disbelief and start adjusting his crotch. Just as Nick stood up, Maria turned off the shower and opened the shower door. The change in sound sinop escort caused Nick to turn toward the window and gave Tim an excuse to look over to where he was already looking.

“Oh my!” Tim let out at the same time as Nick was saying, “Oh shit, we left them open!”

Tim spun his back to the window and signaled Nick to follow him.

“Quick, before she sees us!”

“She won’t.” Nick piped up. She can’t see a thing without her glasses.

Tim took that opportunity to turn back just in time to see Maria pull a towel around her head.

“You’re kidding?” He said as he stared in disbelief.

“No I’m not, but that wasn’t an invitation to look more!” Nick feigned incredulously. “Oh no, I didn’t mean to … I was just surprised. I’d better get back, I’ll talk to you later. Sorry about this whole thing!” Tim said nervously. He didn’t want Nick to take out any of his six-foot, one hundred ninety pounds, on him.

In fact, Nick found it surprisingly exciting that Tim had seen Maria. He returned to the house and stood up on his toes looking into the window. Maria was still drying off. He could see her full figure as she combed her golden curls. He shook his head in appreciation as he watched her tight round bottom.

“Maria, the window’s wide open. I could see you in the shower from out in the yard!”

“I know.” She giggled. “Did you like that?”

“Like it? My dick is killing me!”

“I thought you were throwing me a little hint when you mentioned that a shower would make me feel brand new. I really got excited thinking of you out there staring at me.” Maria’s face went from excited giggle to a wanton look by the time she finished speaking.

“I sure did! So did the neighbor.”

“What?” Maria didn’t let on that she knew Tim had seen her too, “What do you mean – not Tim?”

“Well, we wandered over here for a few minutes.”

“I can’t believe you brought him over! Didn’t you see the window open?” Maria sounded like she was admonishing him, but she started feeling all tingly thinking he may have done it on purpose.

“Not until I looked up from the new shrub and saw him staring.”

“Oh my God, how long was he watching?”

“I don’t know, but I wish I was watching as long as he was!”

“Nick, he just saw me naked and you act as though it was no big deal.”

“Maybe it would be, if I wasn’t so excited myself!”

Nick watched Maria’s face change color and her mood change to match.

“Then come inside and I’ll get you even more excited!” She purred as her tongue pressed against her upper lip.

“I have an even better idea. Why don’t you come to the backdoor?”

“Yeah, right!”

“No, really. Just a quick flash.” Nick’s voice grew more serious.

“Someone might see me! Wasn’t Tim seeing me proof enough?”

“I know, but…”

“You’re serious aren’t you?”

“Sure am.”

“And suppose he comes back out?”

“I’m willing to take that chance.”

When Maria heard that, her loins went on fire. To think that Nick wanted her to expose herself! She would never have imagined doing this, but the episode in the shower had her feeling quite aroused already.

Nick watched as Maria’s nude figure appeared at the backdoor. He motioned for her to open it. Maria scanned the yard, didn’t see anyone other than Nick, and opened the door baring her body to the outside world. Nick’s heart was pounding as his sexy five foot three inch wife stood in the doorway showing her considerable curves in broad daylight. Nick went rock hard instantly. He ran up to the door, took Maria in his arms, and carried her just inside the doorway. He pulled off his shorts and pressed himself against Maria. She responded in kind. The heat was building up between them, as they started kissing and touching.

“I never knew you were such an exhibitionist.” He said as his lips made their way around her neck and shoulders.

“I guess I am now. Do you like that Nick?” Maria said very seductively as she took hold of his manhood.

“I do now!” Nick began to passionately kiss his wife. He pushed her left leg up against her body, and pressed his sex against hers.

“Does it turn you on, exposing yourself like that? Nick’s heavy breath begged her.

“Yes! It… it does.” Her breath was heavy as Nick entered her warmth. “Mmmhh!”

“Is that what you really like Maria?” Nick egged her on as his pace quickened.

“If it turns you on like this, yes!” Maria started losing herself. “Mmmmh! Ooh! Your cock feels so good inside me!”

Nick thrust harder into Maria, lifting her off the floor at one point.

“Oooh! Oh my ffffff… Ggggonna cum.” Maria’s voice echoed through the room into the back yard where Tim was straining to hear more.

Nick couldn’t stop talking about that experience with Maria. She had good memories of it too, but wanted to derail his constant requests for another encounter. It was at this point in their lives that Nick and Maria agreed to allow themselves some fantasy time every few weeks in return for his silence on the matter. They both knew that her exhibitionism was at the root of all the fantasies. “Okay Maria, I’ll tell you what. I’ll agree to not talk and think about sex all the time if we have one night every so often where we can live out one of our fantasies.”

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“So, he asked you, right?” Tanya looked at Joan with an expectant look on her face. The blond cradled her books in her left arm. Her right hand rested on her hip.

“Who asked me what?” Joan pulled her binder and biology text book out of her locker.

“Aaron, dummy!” exclaimed the pretty blond. “He asked you to the prom, didn’t he?”

“Oh, that.” Joan sounded less than enthusiastic. “No, he didn’t.” She shut her locker door.

“What!” Tanya was obviously disappointed. “I thought that was why he wanted to talk to you.”

“No, Aaron wanted to ask about Father O’Connor,” Joan replied.

Tanya wrinkled up her nose in distaste. “Why was he asking about gross old Father O’Connor?”

“He used to be one of Father O’Connor’s altar boys,” Joan shrugged.

David approached the two girls and put his arm around Tanya, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “So June, did the hobbit ask you to the prom?”

“For the last time, her name is JOAN, stupid!” Tanya slapped her boyfriend on the arm. “And the hobbit’s name is Aaron. And no he didn’t. He was asking about Father O’Connor.”

“Oh? So no prom date then?” David asked.

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t even want to go,” Joan said as the three of them headed off down the hallway.

“I’m still open to us going as a threesome,” David offered.

“No thanks,” Joan said as they entered Mr. Selter’s biology class.

“Why don’t YOU ask HIM?” Tanya suggested.

“‘Him’ who?” Joan asked as she took her seat at the back of the room.

“Aaron!” Tanya whispered in exasperation as she pointed to the brown haired boy near the front of the class.

“No!” David interjected. “The hobbit’s only interested in old men.”

“What are you talking about?” Tanya asked sounding annoyed.

“Instead of asking out Joan to the prom, he only wanted to know about Father O’Connor. You said he used to serve as an altar boy. Who knows what sorts of ‘services’ he used to provide.” David said suggestively.

“David, that’s gross!” Tanya scolded her boyfriend.

“Hey, it wouldn’t be the first time that a Catholic priest demanded ‘extra favors’ from a young boy,” David said.

“Uh! You’re the worst!” groaned Tanya.

“Yeah, but I’m the best at being the worst. And that’s why you love me!” said David with a cheeky grin.

“Yeah …” Tanya conceded reluctantly. She leaned over and the young couple gave each other a kiss on the lips.

Joan looked away as she rolled her eyes. Since she had quit working at the rectory the previous evening, she would no longer be required to put up with Lil and Father Ben’s affections. But unfortunately at school, she was forced to witness Tanya and David’s gestures of love. It was not that Joan minded being single. But she did not enjoy having other people’s romances shoved in her face.

When Joan went to the rectory the night before, Lil had not been there. However, because the teenager had used insulting words to disparage the other woman, Father Ben had severely disciplined Joan. He had given her a humiliating spanking. And he topped off her punishment by shoving a rosary up her backside. Joan had been forced to walk home with the little grey prayer beads shifting around up inside of her back passage.

The entire experience had made her angry and embarrassed. However, while Joan would never admit it out loud to anyone, there was a small part of her that had felt secretly excited by the sadistic punishment administered by the impure priest. Sitting at her desk in biology class, she could feel herself becoming wet between her legs.

Glancing over at the smooching young couple next to her, Joan could not help but feel irritated that she did not have someone with whom she could explore the amorous feelings that she was experiencing. Joan was very skillful with her own fingers and her vibrator. But Father Ben’s touches had brought her arousal to a whole other level. However, she was not longer working at the rectory. So Father Ben would probably never lay his hands on her again.

“Alright class, today we’re continuing our talk about viruses,” said Mr. Selter. “Who can tell me about rabies?”

Joan flipped open her textbook and quickly began skimming through the assigned chapter. She was so exhausted and sleep deprived, she had not been able to wake up early enough to do her homework. Being so unprepared, she hoped her teacher would not call on her.

“Doing some last minute reading, are we Miss Hubert?” Mr. Selter strolled down the aisle between the rows of desks and stopped in front of Joan.

She sheepishly looked up. “Sorry, Mr. Selter. But I had to work last night. And then I had alot of trouble sleeping. So I couldn’t get up in time to do my homework.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Joan. But that’s no excuse.”

“But Mr. Selter …”

“Come see me after class,” the teacher said sternly.

A number of students jokingly jeered. Joan scowled at her teacher as she slumped down in her desk. Recently it seemed as though nothing was going her way.

She was just about to object to having to stay after school kilis escort because she had her part-time job to get to. But then she reminded herself that she no longer had a part-time job.

David leaned over Tanya’s desk. “Hey Jan, tough break,” he whispered.

“Her name is JOAN!” his girlfriend reprimanded at him.

Joan grimaced. Was she so unpopular that even her best friend’s boyfriend could not remember her name? She was sick and tired of feeling invisible. Except for when she was getting into trouble.

Joan spent the next forty minutes or so sulking in her seat at her desk. She was barely listening to the biology lesson. She was too preoccupied by her anger and envy toward Father Ben and Lil. She was annoyed that Mr. Selter was going to keep her after class. She even found her best friend’s lovey-dovey behavior obnoxious.

Suddenly Joan was hit by a sudden urge to do something crazy. If Mr. Selter insisted that she stay after the lesson, then Joan was going to make sure to keep things interesting. She raised her hand.

“Yes Joan?” the instructor said looking at her.

“Mr. Selter, may I please go to the bathroom?”

“Fine,” he replied.

Joan slipped out of her desk and exited the classroom. She made her way down the hall to the nearest girl’s restroom. She entered the first empty stall and locked the door.

Joan reached under her skirt and pulled off her underwear. She balled up the undergarment as tightly as she could and shoved it into the pocket of her cardigan. Being bare under her skirt reminded her of the previous evening when Father Ben had forced her to walk home without returning her panties to her. She had felt extremely vulnerable and exposed. But she had also felt undeniably turned on.

She quickly left the bathroom and returned to her biology class.

“Anger and aggression,” said a redheaded girl sitting on the right hand side of the room.

“Good Amber,” nodded Mr. Selter. “People who’ve contracted the rabies virus can indeed behave in a more aggressive and angry fashion. What are some other symptoms of rabies?”

“Muscle spasms and weird positions,” said a blond boy in the center of the room. “Or sometimes they can’t move at all. Like they have paralysis or something.”

“That’s right,” said the science teacher. “Anything else?”

“Agitated movements and convulsions brought on by seizures,” said a brunette who was sitting next to the redhead.

“Correct Lisa,” Mr. Selter smiled. “Any other symptoms?”

“Confusion, strange thoughts, hallucinations,” Aaron listed off. “Also, sometimes they’re too sensitive to bright lights, sound and touch.”

“Very good,” the biology instructor praised. Then looking toward the back of the room, he saw the tall athletic boy next to Tanya put up his hand. “Yes David?”

“Seems to me like these people need a priest, not a doctor. This sounds like something straight out of The Exocist,” the dark haired boy quipped, making a few of his his classmates giggle.

“Well,” Mr. Selter chuckled, “people with rabies may look like they’re possessed. But I can assure you that they’re strange behavior is definitely caused by a virus and not a demon. The rabies virus scrambles the signals in the brain. So that the wrong signal will be delivered to the wrong area of the body. That’s why people and animals infected with rabies behave so bizarrely.” Then looking over at the blond girl who had just raised her hand, he said, “Yes, Tanya?”

“What’s the cure?” she inquired.

“It’s extremely important that if you are ever bitten by an animal – like a dog or a bat – you must go to the hospital right away and get a rabies shot,” their teacher said gravely. “Once an organism starts showing symptoms of rabies, it’s usually too late,” he explained. “Then your only option will be to call a priest … for last rights.”

A few students snickered at their teacher’s dark joke. However, their amusement was interrupted by the ringing of the bell out in the hall.

“Okay class, that’ll have to do for today,” Mr. Selter loudly said over the noise of the bell and the shuffling of the students getting up from their desks. “Tomorrow we’ll continue our discussion of viruses. Please read the next chapter in your textbooks.”

As Joan watched her classmates exit the room, she wondered if it would be possible for her to sneak out with them. However, her teacher came up to her and said, “Miss Hubert, would you like to take a seat at the front of the room?”

It did not really seem like a request that Joan could refuse. So she arose from her desk and trudged to the front of the classroom.

“See you tomorrow,” Aaron said, giving her a sympathetic smile. He grabbed his books and said good-bye to his teacher as he left the room.

Joan sat down in Aaron’s recently vacated chair and carelessly tossed her binder and textbook onto the surface of the desk. Mr. Selter took his seat behind his own large imposing teacher’s desk at the front of the room under the blackboard.

“Joan, what’s going on?” Mr. Selter leaned forward. kırklareli escort He looked genuinely concerned.

“Nothing Mr. Selter,” Joan coyly replied, cocking her head to the side.

“Joan, it’s not like you to just not do your homework.”

“I’m sorry Mr. Selter. But I’ve been having nightmares the last three nights in a row,” Joan honestly responded.

Mr. Selter furrowed his brow as he looked at Joan. “Is this about your father? Would you like to talk about it?”

“No!” Joan said sharply. She could see the pity in her teacher’s eyes. And if there was one thing Joan did not care for, it was being pitied. “Why does everything have to be about my fucking father? He died a year and a half ago. It isn’t exactly a fresh wound.”

“There’s no need to use that kind of language, Joan.”

“Sorry Mr. Selter,” she mumbled. “But no, it isn’t about my father.”

“Then what do you think is causing your bad dreams?”

Jealousy. Hormones. Sexual frustration. Being an eighteen year old virgin. Seeing my classmates hookup with each other. Watching the man, who I’m most attracted to, shamelessly flirt with a slutty redhead, Joan bitterly thought to herself. But she said none of these things out loud.

“Come on, Joan,” Mr. Selter gently coaxed. “You must have some idea as to why you’re having nightmares.”

Joan simply shrugged as she shifted down in her seat and slowly opened her thighs. Gently placing her fingers on the fabric covering her lap, she gradually and steadily pulled up her skirt.

“Joan, do you have someone who you could talk to? An older friend? A teacher or a coach? Maybe one of our guidance counselors could …” Mr. Selter’s voice trailed off as his gaze drifted downwards. His eyes widened as he nervously swallowed. He then quickly brought his eyes back up to Joan’s face and he abruptly cleared his throat. “Um … as I was saying … do you … uh … do you have someone who you could … uh … talk to?”

Joan smiled as listened to her teacher stutter and ramble. “Isn’t that what we’re doing right now, Mr. Selter? Talking?” Joan asked sweetly.

“Well, I mean … um … someone to talk to who you … uh … could really open up to,” Mr. Selter awkwardly explained.

Smirking, Joan splayed her legs a little wider. “I feel perfectly comfortable opening up to you, Mr. Selter.”

Mr. Selter nervously cleared his throat. “Joan, I don’t like to think the worst of people. So I’m just going to assume that you … uh … don’t realize that … your … um …”

“I don’t realize … what … Mr. Selter?” Joan asked wide eyed with mock innocence. She pulled her skirt up a little higher.

Then, regaining some sense of authority, the biology teacher’s face grew stern. “Joan, close your legs,” he commanded.

“Why? Aren’t you enjoying the view, Mr. Selter?” Joan batted her eyelashes and pouted her lips ever so slightly.

“Whether or not I’m enjoying the view is irrelevant. I’m a teacher and you’re a student. And your behavior right now is highly inappropriate. Now close your legs!”

Joan grudgingly brought her thighs together. “You know Mr. Selter, I’ve already turned eighteen.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that I’m your teacher,” he replied.

“Are you married, Mr. Selter?” Joan slowly stood up and leisurely made her way toward the teacher’s large wooden desk at the very front of the room.

“No Joan, I’m divorced. But I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

Joan perched herself on the side of his desk. “Do you have a girlfriend?” She allowed her skirt to ride up just a little too high, revealing a scandalous amount of her tanned legs.

“No Joan, I do not have a girlfriend. But again, that information isn’t relevant to this conversation.” However, as he spoke, his eyes wandered down to his pupil’s olive toned thighs.

“So let me get this straight, Mr. Selter.” Joan pulled back her shoulders, causing her modest bust to jut out. “You’re divorced and you don’t have a girlfriend. I’m single and I’m eighteen. And it’s pretty obvious that you like what you see.”

“For the last time Joan, I am your teacher and this behavior is unacceptable. We have to keep things professional between us.” However, his gaze remained fixed on her legs.

“I won’t tell anyone if you won’t. It can be our little secret. And besides, we’re not hurting anyone, are we?” Joan swung her legs around so they hung off the side of the desk nearest to her teacher. Once again she parted her legs and began to slowly hike her skirt up toward her hips.

“Joan,” Mr. Selter whispered, “what are you doing? This isn’t like you.” His mouth dropped open in a quiet gasp as her naked womanhood was once again revealed.

“When was the last time you had sex, Mr. Selter?”

“Six months ago,” he absentmindedly murmured. Then his eyes widened in horror at the realization of what he had just admitted to. Quickly he said, “I shouldn’t have told you that.” He closed his eyes and shook his head, silently chastising himself.

“It’s alright karabük escort Mr. Selter, I won’t mention it to anyone.” Joan spoke in a low soothing voice.

“Joan, that’s not the point …”

“Six months,” Joan cut him off. “That’s a long time for a man to go without sex.”

“For a man?” He looked up at her inquisitively. “Isn’t six months without sex a long time for anyone? Isn’t that a long time for a woman to not have sex?”

Joan shrugged her shoulders. “I wouldn’t know.”

“Why wouldn’t you know? I mean, you’re a woman. A very young woman,” he quickly added, sounding uncomfortable.

“I’ve never had sex before,” Joan truthfully answered. “I’m a virgin, Mr. Selter.”

He looked up at her youthful face with a baffled expression. “If you’re a virgin, then why are you acting like this, Joan?”

“Because maybe I don’t want to be a virgin anymore. Maybe I want to gain some experience. And just think, Mr. Selter, imagine how tight I am down there.” She nodded down at the exposed flesh between her legs.

The science teacher stared at the folds of tissue situated between her firm bronze thighs. Her plump outer lips were mostly hidden by dark downy curls. However, Joan had spread her legs so wide apart, her labia minora lay open and exposed in the middle of her bush. The hairless inner lips were a deep rose color, like the petals of a dark pink peony. They looked moist as they gaped open, revealing the entrance to Joan’s wet passage. The surrounding skin appeared to be shiny and slick as arousal fluid leaked out of her. Above her feminine opening, where her labia came together, was her little nub. However, it did not stay little for long as it filled with blood and became more and more engorged.

“Do you want to touch it, Mr. Selter?”

The older man let out a long low exhale. “Yes …” he replied in a voice that was so quiet, it was almost inaudible.

“Go on Mr. Selter,” Joan encouraged. “I want you to touch me. I want you to feel me.”

“Joan, I shouldn’t …”

“We’re not doing anything wrong, Mr. Selter. And besides, I want you to.”

“Joan …”

“I want to feel you touching me, Mr. Selter.”

Holding her skirt up around her waist with her left hand, Joan brought her right hand down between her legs. She ran her fingers through her damp pink nether lips. She then slipped her middle finger into her slippery sheath. It effortlessly slid right in, assisted by all of her natural lubrication. Mesmerized, Mr. Selter looked on in fascination.

“Mr. Selter, don’t you want to know what this feels like?”

Her teacher only nodded in reply.

“Go on,” she urged.

It was as if a switch had been flicked inside of the older man. Suddenly he leaned forward in his chair, bringing his face right up close to Joan’s privates. Slowly, but assertively, he placed his left hand on the inside of her thigh. His finger tips dug into her flesh, making sure that her legs would remain open.

Wanting an unobstructed view of her intimate area, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her right hand away from her groin. But before discarding the hand completely, he first brought it to his lips and enveloped her middle finger in his mouth – the finger, which had just been inside of her pussy. As he sucked on her digit, he licked it clean of her juices.

“I like the way you taste,” he told her.

Joan could not help but blush. It was true that she had been the aggressor in this situation. However, she could still not quite believe that her teacher had actually given in to her advances. She was somewhat surprised and startled by his change in demeanor.

Mr. Selter then brought his own fingers to Joan’s flesh. He combed his fingers through her dark thatch of hair covering her pubic mound. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” he said. “You absolutely cannot tell anyone about this. I could lose my job.”

“I understand,” Joan solemnly replied.

The biology teacher’s fingers crept down to her nether lips and began stroking her labia majora. “You like that?” he asked. Joan nodded and he then began rubbing her wet inner lips. “So you just showed up to my class not wearing any panties?”

“I took them off when I was in the bathroo… OOH!” Joan squealed as her science instructor made contact with her clitoris.

Mr. Selter could not help but laugh at Joan’s reaction as the tip of his index finger circled the head of her small rigid bud. “So that’s why you asked to use the restroom during the middle of the lesson,” he surmised as he rubbed the shaft of her pulsating little pearl. “You wanted to put on a little show for me after class,” he smugly concluded as he strummed her most sensitive spot.”

“Uh … yeah,” Joan squeaked.

Despite being the one who had initiated their encounter, Joan was still surprised at how quickly everything was moving. My teacher is touching my pussy, she thought to herself. My biology teacher has his fingers on my cunt. He’s rubbing my clit, she silently said to herself in disbelief. The entire situation felt surreal.

Mr. Selter slipped his first two fingers into her well lubricated entrance. He pushed firmly against her vaginal walls. “Oh Joan,” he groaned. “You weren’t joking – you are tight. This is going to be a very snug fit,” he chuckled as he eased a third finger into her. “Very snug!” He slid his fingers back and forth, in and out of her orifice.

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