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LET THE GAMES BEGIN!

CHAPTER 1

Tom knew that he couldn’t last much longer. The inevitable release of his semen was about to happen. After all, he had been sucking and fucking Julie for over two hours now and he desperately wanted release.

He told her so.

She replied; it was the first words that had emanated from her lips for the last ten minutes or so as she had encountered one huge orgasm after another. They seemed to start just after one had catapulted her into ecstasy and, as such, all that Tom had heard were guttural sounds like ‘aagh!’ and ‘ugh!’

“If you are going to cum,” she grunted, “then cum like a porn star!”

“Eh?” he stopped his thrusting for a second.

“You heard me, cum like a fucking porn star!”

He knew what she meant but this was a first time for both of them. Tom quickly got his cock back into extra speed as he hammered her pussy as hard as he could and, seconds later, screamed that the imminent arrival of sperm was about to explode.

Julie smiled, knowing that she had been well, and truly, fucked and that she was about to get her reward with hot, and sticky, cock juice.

“Pull out,” she demanded, “cum all over my stockings you bastard!”

That was more than Tom could handle and he duly plopped out of her achingly wet pussy and did as she wanted. His right hand immediately caressed his cock and he wasted no time in wanking himself in front of her adoring eyes. “Cum on my stockings,” were the last words that Tom heard before stream, after sticky stream, of hot semen blasted from his body. His first aim wasn’t too good as it flared up high in the air and splattered Julie’s stomach and tits. The initial burst over, Tom then guided his impressive fuck-toy down towards Julie’s black stockings.

A huge glob of cum came jerking out of him and saturated Julie’s inner left thigh. Another jerk of his hand saw more of his grey semen soak her left thigh, then there were more, and more, jerks that left his body and landed on Julie’s shaved cunt and tummy.

Tom had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he finished his wanking over Julie’s ravished body. He didn’t see her cup up his cum that he had blasted onto her body and massage the salty treat onto her fantastic tits.

“Come here lover,” she cooed as Tom, finally, ran out of fuck juice, “I really need you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?” said the panting man as he caressed his penis in front of her.

“I want you to suck my breasts.”

Tom didn’t hesitate and immediately flung himself forward onto the luscious orbs that were offered to him. He sucked eagerly at the first nipple that was offered to him and tasted his own cum that had been smeared on the soft mound that was held up to him.

“You bitch!” he managed to say before he moved onto her next breast to continue tasting himself. “You are a beautiful, gorgeous bitch!”

“You are quite fucking hot as well, now finish cleaning my tits but leave the stockings messy. Who knows? I might need you to clean them later?” she added with a wink as Tom devoured each breast of his cum, and then moved on greedily to the salty flavour that had been caressed into her hugely erect nipples.

Indeed, it was her nipples that Tom loved so much. Her tits weren’t the biggest that he had sucked and fondled but they were perfectly formed…and the nipples? Well, they were just to die for. Aroused, they popped out to the size of Tom’s pinkie nail. He knew, he had measured them! And sensitive? Julie could even orgasm with just having her breasts sucked and man-handled.

As Tom was enjoying this after-sex buffet he heard his phone ring; sitting up from his tit sucking he took a quick glance at his watch, “Shit!” he exclaimed.

“What is it?”

“It’s Paul and Shirley; they were going to give me a lift into town to pick up my car from the garage, oh fuck!”

“Don’t worry my lovely fuck-buddy, go and get your car and then…”

“Then what?”

“Well, let’s just say that I won’t be removing these stockings until you get back and then you get to remove them.”

“How?” Tom said with a lascivious look.

“”Your choice,” Julie said in her sexiest voice, “you can either use your teeth or…”

“Or?” Tom asked in anticipation.

“Or,” she continued, “you can use that lovely big prick you have to slip under the suspender belt and force everything down my legs until I am ready to be fucked again. Sounds good?

Tom merely answered with a wicked grin and a nod before adding, “Julie you are such a fantastic fuck-buddy but even I could fall in love with you!”

“Get off me and pick up your car,” she said venomously, “and besides,” she went on to say in a softer tone as she involuntarily kneaded her breasts and hyper-sensitive nipples which caused a low moan of pleasure to emanate from her ruby-red lips, “I want more of you inside me, asap as they say.” This was accompanied with the most suggestive wink that Tom had ever seen. He felt a response in his cock and was sorely tempted to carry on with another fucking but, he also knew that he could come back to the sensuous mouth, pussy, ass and tits later on and, the sooner he went, the sooner he would be inside her mouth and cunt. Not her ass, he reminded himself, as Julie had told Ataşehir Anal Escort him that Big Bert had been up there two nights ago and she was still tender from the biggest butt-fuck that she had ever had.

More of Bert later!

Tom hurriedly got dressed and, moments later, he opened Julie’s bedroom door and went to depart. He couldn’t resist the temptation to take a backwards glance and, what he saw, brought a huge grin to his face. He saw the gyrating body of his slim fuck-buddy as she massaged her sensitive clit and tits, bringing about yet another orgasm upon herself. Julie opened her eyes for a second, smiled at the departing Tom and mouthed the words, “don’t be long, I need to fuck!”

Tom acknowledged with a nod and, before being tempted once more, raced out of the room.

He reached the road and started a gentle jog back to his flat, less than half a mile away, to where he had arranged for Paul to pick him up. As he jogged he glanced at his mobile and saw that he had one missed call. He knew who it was from and, still running, he replied. The call was answered within seconds. “Tom? Where the hell are you?”

“I’m on my way, I’ll be there in two minutes.” His voice unlaboured in spite of the gentle run that had developed into a sprint. True to his word, Tom turned the next corner and saw the familiar sight of Paul’s car, its engine purring outside of Tom’s apartment.

“Get in!” Paul shouted as he ran down the passenger seat window. Tom gave a thank you thumbs up sign as he approached the car, recognising who the passenger was as he did. It didn’t take much of a guess as he knew it would be Shirley, Paul’s girlfriend.

Paul’s girlfriend had the most beautiful breasts that Tom had never seen. Still, that fact might change as the story progresses but they were big and she knew it. Tom had never hit on her simply because she was the girlfriend of his best pal but that didn’t stop him fantasising about being getting able to get a fondle of, what must be, the biggest tits that he could have wished for.

“Hi Tom,” she said seductively as he got into the back seat of the Buick, ‘God you are hot!’ Tom thought to himself as he eased himself into the rear seat but simply replied, “Hi Shirley, hi Paul. I can’t thank you enough for the lift.”

“Think nothing of it buddy, Shirley and I were heading into town anyway, fancy some lunch?”

“Yeah, that would be…” the sentenced was cut short as Tom’s phone rang out. “Sorry about this,” he apologised as he looked at the screen in front of him and saw the call was from Linda, his other fuck-buddy. “I’ve got to take this call, is that ok?”

“Of course Tom,” the tone of Shirley’s voice still seemed suggestive, or was that just Tom’s imagination?

“Linda?” he said as he pressed the answer button, “what a pleasure. How can I help?” he questioned her although he probably had a good idea as to what department that might lead to. For an answer he got a torrent of filthy language.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Tom was a little flustered in case Paul and Shirley could hear the sexual profanities so he politely spoke into the phone, “I’ll just put you on hold for a moment.” With that he pressed the ‘hold’ button but, he made a mistake, he pressed the ‘speaker button instead. The car reverberated with the sound of Linda’s voice.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me cum!”

Both Paul and Shirley’s eyes popped as the listened to the voice on the other end of the phone. It was Paul that spoke first.

“That’s one helluva ring-tone that you’ve got there Tom,” he said with a huge grin on his face.

Shirley turned round and looked Tom straight in the eyes, an act that made Tom squirm a bit, part out of embarrassment, part out of trying to discretely trying to control the massive boner that had suddenly erected between his legs. Shirley glanced down and saw the front of Tom’s trousers twitch. She smiled a lovely smile before she purred, “That wasn’t a ring tone, was it Tom?”

What could he say?

“Was it?”

Tom squirmed again before answering, “No, it wasn’t.”

“Let’s hear some more,” she encouraged him and, to prove the point, she moved to allow Tom to get a better view of her impressive cleavage. She knew that her breasts were a turn on to men, and women, and she always made sure that they were on show, it excited her.

Tom glanced at her fantastic pair of melons before turning away, slightly embarrassed. After all, she was his best pal’s girlfriend and he could never consider doing anything that might come between their friendship.

“Come on,” Shirley encouraged him, “Let’s hear that ring-tone again.”

Paul jumped in with his support, “I’m all for that, play it again Sam!”

“He never actually said that…”

“Oh shut the fuck up and play it!”

Tom obliged and, immediately, the car was filled with Linda’s voice. Actually it was filled with Linda’s screaming, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Oh God YES! Fuck me harder. Oh shit, I’m cumming you big bastard, fuck me harder, make me Ataşehir Yaşlı Escort cum! That’s it, that’s fucking it, oh Christ that’s so fucking good! NOW”

The three people in the car heard Linda’s orgasm or, to be fair, another orgasm. In fact, because she didn’t live so far away, they could probably just have wound down the windows, stuck their heads outside and heard it over the sound of the engine.

As she started to calm down form her high Lind a finally managed to gasp into her phone, “Tom?”

“I’m here.”

“Get the fuck over here right now!”

“Any reason?” he asked in an innocent voice.

Linda didn’t waste any time in her reply, “Because I’ve got a fantastic cock up my cunt and I desperately want to suck you off at the same time!”

“On my way!” he spluttered into the mouthpiece and put his hand on Paul’s shoulder as he ended the call. “Change of plan pal,” he said as he squeezed his best friend’s shoulder.

“Give me directions,” was the response from, what Shirley thought, was a raspy answer.

As Tom did the obligatory pointing of, first left hand then the right, he couldn’t help but notice that the two lovers in the front seats were glancing at each other. Somehow or another there seemed to be a common agreement between the two of them but, just for conformation, Tom spotted Shirley’s hand stretched over to feel the increasing bulge in Paul’s trousers. At the same time Paul felt Shirley’s pussy. It was wet, as he hoped it would be. No, it wasn’t wet, it was soaking! The pair shared an intimate glance and an almost unseen nod.

“Tom?” Shirley turned around again to their passenger, “Paul and I have…” she hesitated.

“Yes?” asked Tom although he already hoped that he knew the end of the sentence.

“Well it’s like this,” she went on to say and Tom couldn’t help but notice that she was squirming on her seat as she continued, “well, Paul and I have talked about having a bit of naughty fun, if you k now what I mean?”

Tom’s grin stretched from ear to ear, not only was he a moment away from getting a blow job from one of the best suckers in the world but, at last, he would be see those magnificent orbs in all their naked glory, even be able to suck and, if he was really lucky, fuck them!

“Care to join me?” he asked innocently, although not a trace of innocence showed in his lecherous look.

Once more Paul and Shirley shared a look and the decision was made. “YES!” they both shrieked.

“Then turns left here, Paul, and take the second left.”

“And we’re there?” Shirley asked excitedly.

“Yep, let the games begin!”

As they sat in the car outside Linda’s house all three of them took a deep breath before Tom was the first to speak. “Her we are then, ok about this?”

“Tom?”

“Yes Paul?”

“Do me a favour.”

“What is it buddy?”

“Just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

“What?”

“You heard me, just lean forward and feel Shirley’s pussy.”

Tom looked at his best friend incredulously but didn’t waste another second as he darted his left hand forward between the big-titted girl’s legs. Shit! She was fucking saturated!

“Does that answer your question?” Paul asked as the smell of Shirley’s sex saturated the car. “My God,” Tom went on to say as he looked into Shirley’s eyes, “You are so fucking wet!”

“I know,” she answered with a wicked grin, “so can we please just go in to start fucking?”

The last word took Tom by shock, he had always assumed that Shirley was so demure, in spite of the fact that she loved to show off her two best points, but he had never heard her swear before. He gulped and opened the car door and, striding confidently towards the front door pausing, only once, to see if he was being followed. He was!

That look seemed to speed up his pace as he opened the unlocked door, as he knew it would have been, and bounded up the stairs towards the sound of pleasure being enjoyed in Linda’s bedroom.

The sight that greeted him was so erotic. There was Linda, on all fours astride a massive cock and loving every minute of it as her fucking motion suggested. Tom’s first words were, “Hi Bert,” as he instantly recognised the massive prick that was giving Linda so much orgasmic pleasure.

“Hi Tom, what took you?” Bert grunted as Linda bounced down on him again only, this time, with a lot more vigour. Linda wasn’t as svelte-like as Julie. She had what, in men’s terms, could be described as the start of a beer belly but that was more than made up for by her big tits that loved to bounce and, as Tom took in the scene, he saw they were certainly bouncing now!

Linda didn’t settle for such niceties as a greeting. “Get the fuck over here and stick your big cock in my mouth!”

Tom didn’t waste a second and, as he hurriedly pulled off his shoes and socks, he made his way to the far side if the bed where Linda’s mouth was eagerly awaiting him. He undid his belt, unhooked the top button of his jeans and yanked them, along with his boxer shorts, to the floor just as Paul and Shirley entered the bedroom. Linda grabbed his now obvious erection and started to suck hard on it before stopping after a few seconds Tom looked down to see what the matter was and was Ataşehir Zenci Escort greeted with the sight of Linda licking her lips, with a knowing smile on her face.

“Mm,” she whispered, “do I detect the scent and taste of a certain Julie?” She didn’t wait for the obvious answer and quickly popped the nine inches of Tom’s fuck-pole back into her mouth and, piece by piece, started to deep-throat him.

He did finally, and with great effort of self-control, get to tell his cocksucker about their audience of two. “Linda?”

“Mm?” she muffled, her mouth full of cock,

“These are two friends of mine, I hope you don’t mind?”

Linda didn’t let an inch of Tom leave her as she swivelled around to see what Tom had meant.

Then she had to I order to speak as, still wanking Tom’s prick, she released him from her oral duties to say, “Hi, its Paul isn’t it?” He nodded lustfully. “And Shirley, that’s right?”

Shirley also nodded although she wasn’t even looking at Linda. Instead she was gazing, admiringly, at what Linda was shafting in, and out, of her pussy. “What a cock!” she said without realising it.

To explain, Bert’s cock wasn’t the longest in the world. In fact you might say that it was average, about the six inches that everybody makes a joke about. What it did have was…girth. It was thick, so thick that when it was hard, as it most surely was now, it could be compared to a can of vegetables, a tin of beans to be more precise. Have you ever tried to suck, or fuck, a can of beans? It’s not easy!

As the view of the can of beans, sliding in and out of Linda’s pussy was watched by Shirley, she felt her panties getting wet. No, not wet, drenched. “Oh fuck, that looks good,” she managed to say in a hoarse whisper. “Paul?” she turned round to her lover, “Up for it?”

“Too fucking true,” he needed to say no more as the waft of Shirley’s sex reached his nostrils.

“I really need to suck your cock, and now!”

They started to get undressed and Linda went back to being pleasured by the fucking monster between her legs and the long cock that she was determined to deep-throat! “Oh yes,” she whimpered as her mouth and tongue tasted Tom and tried to make him harder than he even was. “Wait a minute,” she said as she paused her fellacionic activity. She slurped on his cock once more, withdrew, and licked her lips. “Jesus Fucking Christ! That is Julie’s cunt juice I’m tasting, isn’t it?” she asked once more, this time rhetorically. “You dirty bastard, a lovely one, but still a bastard!”

“Don’t waste time talking,” Tom said for an answer as his hands grabbed the back of Linda’s short hair and forced his cock deeper, and deeper, into the randy fuck-buddy.

By this time Paul had lain down on the bed with his head close to Linda’s bouncing tits, enjoying the view, as he felt Shirley’s familiar mouth take his cock and attempted to get all of him down to the back of her throat. When doing this she managed to take a sideway glance at what Linda had in her mouth. “You know what Paul?” she said as she momentarily popped Paul’s erection from her mouth.

“What?” he groaned in frustration as she stopped her administrations for a moment.

“You could be twins, Tom and you.”

“Eh?” just wanting his prick back into her soft, and moist, mouth.

“Your cocks look exactly the same!”

This time it was Linda’s turn to look around and compare the cock that was in her mouth to the one that Shirley held at the base in order to prove her point. “You’re right you know,” as she also popped Tom out of her mouth and held him at the base so that both women could gaze admiringly at the two magnificent samples of manhood that each held. “This day is just getting better and better,” she sighed, “eighteen inches of cock to look forward to. OMG, that thought is just making me wetter and wetter.” With that, she turned around to speak to Bert, “Come on you fucker, ram me harder!”

Bert increased the pace of the pounding that he was giving Linda and the whole room began to smell of sex as cunt juice began running out of two pussies at an increasing rate.

Paul had stripped completely but Shirley had been so keen to start her cock-sucking that she still had her bra and matching thongs on. This hadn’t gone unnoticed by Tom who was getting a great view of her gyrating ass as she as resumed her deep-throating. He just couldn’t resist it; his right hand wandered over and started to fondle her cheeks with the tiny wisp of lace that was all that covered them as the thong had got embedded into her crack. The response he got was worth it as a groan of pleasure emanated from her cock filled mouth. Encouraged by the reaction to his caressing he deftly put a finger round the, by now, pointless piece of lingerie. Gently, he started to pull the string to one side and moved his finger further south feeling the increasing heat as he got closer, and closer, to her pussy. Then she gasped as his digit finally reached her sopping cunt and he playfully tickled her outer lips. With her mouth full of cock she couldn’t utter anything coherent but her guttural grunts, and the thrusting of her ass against a new finger in her most sensitive spot, allowed Tom to easily enter her. One finger was quickly followed by two, then a third, as he started to finger-fuck her in earnest. Paul opened his eyelids that had been clenched shut in pleasure and looked down at his cock-sucker. The sight that he saw brought a huge grin to his face and he glanced up and over to his buddy and gave him an encouraging nod. “That’s it Tom, give it to her!”

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I stepped into my apartment and let out a sigh of relief. I kicked my shoes into my shoe cubby and hung up my keys.

I stripped as I headed toward the bathroom. Work had been horrible, a huge pile up had the E.D packed with people all night. All I wanted was a hot shower and a hot cup of coffee to follow, possibly Irish.

I scrubbed my skin vigorously, turning it a rosy pink; washed my thick red hair and shaved all the necessary areas. Making sure I was smooth to the touch.

I started to rub my pussy, feeling the soft skin in my most private place. I love the way it feels right after shaving. I continued to play. My left hand slid up my soapy body to pinch my big pink nipples, the left and then the right. All the while I rubbed my lips, just on the outside, my labia still tucked together.

“Fuck” I moaned softly. This is what I needed, I thought.

My index finger slid up through my wetness, parting my folds and finding my engorged clit. Circling it gently. I was so into my own pleasure I didn’t hear the door open.

“What are you doing baby girl?”

“Oh shit…sorry!” I dropped my hands and covered myself in shame.

“Daddy, I didn’t know you were home. I know you asked me not to play with myself, but I forgot.” I whined petulantly. I knew he would be disappointed in me.

“Little girl, I asked that of you, for my pleasure and yours. I want you to cum hard for me, to be pent up for me, when I finally fuck that sweet cunt again.” He pulled the glass door open and shut off the water.

“Did you cum slut, or did I interrupt you before you got that far?”

I fidgeted under his scrutiny, but I looked him in the eye when I answered. “You interrupted Sir. I haven’t cum since you told me not to.”

He pulled me out of the shower and dried my body with the towel, taking extra care of my curves, methodically wiping me down. My nipples hardened as he brushed the towel over my breasts back and forth.

“Alright little girl, head to our room, ass up over the bench at the end of the bed please. I’ll be there in a moment”

“Yes sir.” I bit my lip and slipped past him. His big hand smacked my round ass as I brushed by, heading into the master bedroom.

My legs were shaking as I knelt down on the bench, lifting my bottom high into the air. My plump pussy lips peeked out from between my thighs. He was Ataşehir Öğrenci Escort letting me stew in here, waiting to ramp up my anxiety. My glutes tensed in anticipation.

“Now that is a beautiful sight babyslut. You have such a kissable ass.”

He grunted. “No kisses today though. You know what’s in store for this big pale bottom, slut?”

I swallowed my groan and attempted to relax my muscles.

“Yes Sir. I was a bad girl and you’re gonna spank me.”

I knew when he started calling me slut, he wasn’t my Daddy anymore. This was my Sir, commanding complete control over me.

“That’s right babyslut, I’m gonna turn this ass a nice shade of red before I fuck it.”

My insides squirmed. I knew I was in for pain and punishment, but my pussy was on fire for it, dripping down my thick pale thighs. My ass swayed unconsciously, as if begging to be spanked and marked.

With my face down against the soft material of the bed, I could do nothing but listen intently. The rustle of his shirt as he slowly unbuttoned it, falling to the floor in a shush of fabric. The way his belt jangled as he undid it. My ass cheeks clenched in response. I heard the flick of the button on his jeans and I shivered, knowing how he looks with them slung low, his athletic build looks strong when he wields a belt, so sexy when he builds up a sweat.

My heart rate was erratic. My body was caught in between extreme arousal and trepidation. I could feel my cunt throbbing with need even as my body tightened in response to the snap of the leather. It could have been the sound of that belt or my damp hair that made me shiver.

My muscles flexed as I felt his heat tuck in close behind me.

“Take your spanking slut, take it like a good girl. You’ll even enjoy your punishment, won’t you?”

He played with my big round ass cheeks as he spoke. The leather belt trailed up my outer thigh. Goosebumps dotted my skin everywhere the leather dragged against me. I had almost started to relax when the first strike rained down onto my left butt cheek. I howled in pain and surprise. He wasn’t holding back.

“Oooooh!” I cried, eliciting a chuckle from him.

“You can scream better than that babyslut.”

Another hard blow landed against my pale flesh, searing into me and leaving my bottom burning.

“Eight more Ataşehir Çıtır Escort my slut. I want to hear you as they land. Count for your Sir.”

I heard the whistle of displaced air as the third spank came down. My ass puckered as the belt crossed over the first line he marked me with. I howled.

“Three Sir!”

Three more spanks came down in rapid succession.

“Four, five, six!”

My eyes were wet and leaking onto my flushed cheeks. The pain was spreading a warm throb, straight to my greedy pussy. To my chagrin I realized my slick juices where now smeared between my thighs and glistening on my labia. He must have realized too because a thick callused finger slid up and down my slit. He breathed deeply behind me. His jean covered cock, pressed against my red, hot globes.

I could hear the smirk in his voice as he said, ” I knew you’d enjoy your punishment babyslut.”

My ass wiggled and tensed in preparation for the next smack. It landed across my lower right cheek, the tender spot where my ass meets my thigh. I sobbed.

“Seven.”

He pet my burning bottom before eight and nine caught me along the same spot on the opposite side, then right over the split of my ass. I knew where ten would land before I finished counting for him.

My pussy throbbed and my pelvis clenched as the belt licked against my most sensitive flesh. I screamed a full, hearty scream, cumming even as the pain blazed.

“Ten!!”

The belt fell to the floor with a thud. His big hands rubbed over my ass soothingly at first, then squeezing my cheeks and down my thighs. Pulling my ass open so he could look down at my tight puckered hole. I whimpered and cried silent tears; My orgasm still radiating, sending tingles through my body.

“I love you babyslut.” He afforded me this small warm gesture before I felt his spit dribble down my cleft, running over my rosebud.

His fat mushroom shaped head rubbed through my slick folds as his knees pushed mine to a wider position. I felt him at my hole a breath before he was pushing inside me. My swollen cunt grabbed his shaft as he pushed forward, my cum lubricating the way.

I made breathy grunts and moans as his cock plunged in and out of my tight cunt with ferocity. His deep groans of satisfaction spurred me on, made me hotter. I started to thrust back against Ataşehir Elit Escort him. Each smack of skin lit my ass up again, making the burn and ache inside me grow.

With a suddenness that left me feeling empty, he pulled his shaft completely free of my warm confines.

“Flip onto your back slut, ass up, knees to your chest.”

My body was vibrating with need as I turned over, laying half on the bed. I looked up at him, my teeth worrying my bottom lip. I could see the way his eyes had gone dark, the pupil dilating to obscure the natural blue color. His voice was husky and deep and made me tremble, more of my juices drooling out of my pussy as I arranged myself as ordered.

He put his big hands on my legs and pushed them down and back, squishing my large chest with my knees. My ass was opened for him and he pushed against my pucker. The resistance there held only another second before he breached my star. I whimpered as the thickest part of him stretched my outer ring. My ass burning slightly at the invasion.

He took his time, letting my bottom open and swallow closed around him. He reached down with his right hand and started to expertly manipulate my clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he began to saw in and out of my tight anus. I wriggled beneath him, so full. The sensations on my clit made my ass tighten around him.

“That’s a good girl. Clench your ass on my cock. Let me feel you ripple around me as you cum. Milk the cum from balls.”

“Oh fuck.” I managed as he sped up his fingers, rubbing my clit faster. His cock like a piston, pumping in and out, in and out.

It was looking into his coal dark eyes, his teeth bared in a look of feral pleasure that caused me to peak and fall into my orgasm. My muscles clenched down tight around his cock. My whole pelvis spasmed as I screamed out for him.

“Sir, oh fuck Daddy!”

My pussy splashed against his stomach as he growled and pumped his hot seed inside of me. My head rolled back and forth against the bed below me. Seconds or minutes passed before I fully came back to myself. He pulled free from my tight channel and scooped me into his arms, cradling me close.

My head rested against his chest, listening to his heartbeat; bobbing slowly as he walked us back to our shower. He sat on the seat with me on his lap and turned on the hot water. He pressed kisses along my temple and against my hair. The heat and steam filled the glass shower quickly, warming me and rinsing me clean of our combined mess.

As I sat up and started to wiggle, Daddy whispered, “Now babygirl, if your gonna masturbate in the shower, we should try out the detachable shower head.”

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Everyone here is over 18, so chill!

More from the early dating days with my then fiance. Names obviously changed. I want to thank carvohi for editing, but any/all mistakes in this story are purely mine.

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I knew from fairly early on that Julie’s family was somewhat unconventional, although more came to be revealed with time. Julie was the middle of three girls, you’ve already been introduced to May in “Poolside Fun,” now it’s time to introduce the rest of the family.

Julie’s mother and father, Irene and Rick, were in their late fifties when I came into the family picture. Rick was a WWII Veteran, he had seen combat and had earned a Purple Heart along with a few other medals. He and Irene met before the war while they were both in high school; when WWII started he joined and they became married just before he shipped overseas to the European Theater. Not an uncommon chain of events for the period. I think that gave Julie’s parents the sort of outlook that can best be summarized as “Live, Love and Laugh, because Tomorrow is not a Guarantee!”

Julie and her sisters were all born several years after the end of the war. Irene was mostly dedicated to keeping the home, although she was active in various volunteer organizations outside the home. Rick had a good job and was looking forward to retirement. He was active in the local VFW along with other veterans groups. Like many combat vets, he was reticent about talking about his combat experience; although he proudly displayed the obligatory photos of himself riding a jeep or a tank into some village that he and the guys he served with had just liberated.

Julie’s older sister Nancy was engaged when I met Julie, after a few years she and her fiancé Rob transitioned from living together to marriage. Their parents seemed okay with the arrangement; I guess they figured that so long as there was a decent level of commitment their daughters could deal with their own sex lives responsibly. Nancy was already an RN when I started dating Julie, who was in nursing school at the time. So it wasn’t unreasonable to expect that both girls were familiar with male anatomy due to their caregiving and schooling. Plus, I found out later that the girls occasionally saw their father naked around the house. It was never discussed, it simply became apparent over the years. If I came over early or late, he’d be in tee-shirt and boxer-briefs, Irene would be wearing a housecoat over her nightclothes.

*****

Soon after I started dating Julie I’d come over to the house where she still lived with her younger sister May and their parents. Generally, one or both of Julie’s parents were home, so they obviously knew I was there and what we were up to. When I first started coming over, Julie would meet me fully dressed; either in shorts and a tee-shirt, or whatever clothes she was going to be wearing outside the house. After a little while, she started greeting me at the door wearing a housecoat over her nightgown. Then it became common to see her in just her nightgown. Winter it was a long flannel nightgown with a V-neck, and if she bent over I could peer in and see most or all of her breasts. During the warmer months she commonly wore a Baby-Doll with matching panty over her regular panty. The Baby-Doll was translucent, and I was often privy to her barely concealed conical breasts, nipples and areola easily seen. Everyone else seemed comfortable with this, although I was often hard-pressed to hide my arousal at the visual bounty.

While we had become somewhat intimate, it hadn’t proceeded to intercourse just yet, mostly mutual masturbation although I sometimes went down on her, circumstances permitting. Generally she’d take my penis out and masturbate me to orgasm, catching my cum in the palm of her hand before wiping everything with a Kleenex. I’d pull up her top, move her bra aside and start playing with her boobs, then progress to rubbing her pussy after I slid a hand under her pants and panties, allowing me to slide my finger into a very warm and wet vagina. Obviously, this took place someplace where her parents weren’t; we thought we were being discreet!

I was going to college full-time and working a full-time job, making together time something of a challenge. It wasn’t at all uncommon for me to go directly from work to their house just to spend a few hours with Julie before going home to start the grind over again. I worked as a clerk in a store, when it got warm I’d get all hot, sweaty and smelly. To maximize our time together, I kept a few changes of clothes in a gym-bag at Julie’s house. When I’d get there after work they’d have some left-overs ready for me to eat, but before I’d start eating I’d jump in the shower, clean up and put on fresh clothes. I’d put my dirty clothes in a hamper, Ataşehir escort bayan and whenever Julie or her mom did a load of laundry they’d wash my stuff along with the family’s, then put my clean clothes in the bag for next time.

Besides their being comfortable with my seeing their daughter in revealing clothes, Julie’s parents sometimes engaged in off-color language. Suggestive double entendres were a favorite of Julie’s father along with a general fondness for puns and word-play. It was never rude, but it was generally more adult than I was accustomed to from people my parent’s age.

*****

That was as far as things went for a year or two. Then, one night after I came over after work, things got stranger…

I’d come in as usual, greeted Julie with a hug and a kiss and said “Hi!” to her parents. I said that I needed to shower before sitting down to eat. Everyone had been busy for a few days before this, and laundry had fallen behind. Irene told me that I had stuff in the dryer, but it wouldn’t be ready for a little while.

I just said “Okay, well I’ll shower and put on my old clothes, when clean clothes become available I’ll just change.” I went into the bathroom, closed the door, undressed and started my shower. As I was showering, my clothes finished in the dryer. Julie took them out and folded them, figuring that I’d get dressed in my dirty clothes, come out and eventually change into clean clothes whenever I was ready.

Irene told her “Nonsense, just go in there, swap his clothes and let him know that his clean clothes are ready.”

Julie must have balked at this, she wasn’t really ready to tacitly admit to her parents that she was comfortable being in the same room with me while I was naked, even if I was partially concealed by a translucent shower curtain.

I guess her mom just laughed, and told her “Well, if you won’t, I will!” Then, her wild side came to the fore, and on the way into the bathroom she stopped by the dresser just inside their room and grabbed the Kodak Instamatic that they used for family photos. I think this action took Julie by surprise, by the time she processed the events her mom was already knocking at the bathroom door.

I heard the knock and just yelled “I’m almost done, I’ll be out in a minute.” Next thing I heard was the creak of the door opening and I felt a draft as the cooler air from the hallway invaded the bathroom. I was tired and not really thinking clearly, but figured that whoever had knocked on the door had accidentally pushed it open, or maybe they just couldn’t hear me over the shower and wanted to say something. A moment later, however, my confusion changed to embarrassment. The shower curtain was pulled away and Irene was there with the camera, snapping away, laughing hysterically. I know she saw everything, although all the camera caught of my naked body was me crouching into the smallest possible shape I could assume.

I can’t say that I was angered, more just embarrassed. It was even somewhat arousing to be seen naked by another woman. Although, given that this woman might one day become my mother-in-law made it sort of well… odd. I saw the photos after they were developed, everyone but me thought that they were great fun. I was lot less enthused by the prospect of everyone seeing me in such an unexpected and embarrassing situation. However, I got over it, and figured that this was going to be about as far as it went with the parents.

*****

A year or so after Nancy got married, she invited her parents, her sisters and their boyfriends, over to their house for dinner. May was working and couldn’t attend, so it was just the six of us.

Nancy’s husband Rob was sort of like me, he was into the latest and greatest in technology. And, unlike me, he had the money at the time to indulge himself in those neat toys! VCRs had just become a popular item, although not many people had them yet, so they were definitely a novelty. Rob had just purchased one and was eager to show it off. He had taped some shows off the air, as well as having collected a small collection of movies that they had purchased. We watched several shows, although I don’t recall what they were. Julie’s parents were on the couch, Julie and I shared a bean-bag on the floor, and Nancy and Rob were in a loveseat. It was a warm day, and everyone had a drink, either a cold beer or some wine spritzers that Irene made up. Rob had a small stash of weed and rolled a few joints. Everyone including Irene and Rick took a few tokes of them as they were passed around. So we were all slightly buzzed.

After we watched a few shows, Julie’s mother got up and went over to the cabinet where the movies were stored and started browsing through the titles. I guess that somehow Escort Ataşehir or another, one movie that should probably have been discreetly stored in a dresser in the bedroom had been left with all the other movies; it was the porn classic “Debbie Does Dallas” She read the title aloud. Then she said “Let’s watch this!”

I swear all of the air got sucked out of the room and you could have heard a pin drop.

Nancy quickly spoke up, “Mom, that’s an adult movie!”

Irene just said “I know, and I want to watch it. I know that it’s played at the local adult theater, and I’m just curious. Come one, who’s with me?”

Well, I wanted to see the movie, and I really wanted to see the movie sometime with Julie by my side. I was hoping that it would be a good ice-breaker, but I hadn’t really anticipated seeing it with this particular group of people. Awkward would be an understatement. But, I was there, and who was I to naysay people old enough to be my parents.

The movie started, and after a few minutes we were treated to some full nudity, followed by close-ups of engorged cocks entering spread labia with mouths descending on erections, tongues lathering clits. Sucking alternated with fucking, and it was clear that a climax of sorts was near. A few more minutes, and the first of many “Money Shots” came on, with semen flying to the sounds of moaning and groaning.

Somewhere along the line, one of us became bold enough to say something like “Wow, did you see…” and the ice was broken. We traded quips, and all of us sort of nervously laughed and tried to hide our unease. I know that I was trying to conceal a hard-on that wouldn’t quit, and from the way the two other guys were sitting I figured that they were both trying to conceal theirs as well. The girls were flushed, it was apparent that all this on-screen sex was arousing them too as well, and all of this, with parents right there in the room with us!

The movie ground on with one scene following another. And the whole while, I was as confused and as horny as all get-out! The sex had gotten to me, but I was staying my hand because Julie’s parents were right there with us. I was just hoping that I wouldn’t get too aroused and lose control, either by groping Julie where everyone can see, or by going over the edge and filling my underwear with a hot load of semen.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see some movement from the couch. Irene was stroking her husband’s penis through his pants, he started to try and stop her, then decided that if it had gone this far, a little more wouldn’t hurt. Having already encountered Julie’s stubborn wild streak while at my pool with her younger sister, I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I really was.

A few more minutes of this, and I’d noticed furtive glances from Nancy and Rob, as well as Julie’s shocked glance when she saw what her mom was doing to her dad! Irene saw us watching, then just gave us all a “What the heck” look before proceeding to unzip his pants and pull his erect cock out. Rick tensed up a little, then gave himself into his wife’s hand smoothly stroking his erection.

I was looking at Nancy and Rob as well as Julie, and I thought all four of us kids had sort of a Deer in the Headlights kind of stunned look.

Irene continued for a minute or so, then spoke up. “Wow, I didn’t know this movie was so hot, I don’t think Rick will mind me doing this. We might be older, but we’re not dead you know!” She then pulled his pants off, with a little bit of help from him. He was by then completely naked from the waist down, and fully erect. After taking his shirt off, Irene resumed stroking him, running her thumb up and down along his glans, circling the crown with her fingers, while playing with his balls with her free hand.

I was just dumbfounded, and I was pretty sure that was the feeling shared by the rest of the younger generation there.

The movie continued to play on the television in the corner, but I think everyone’s attention was more on the hand-job being given on the couch. Rick was starting to flex his abdomen, and one hand reached up under his wife’s shirt and started rubbing one of her boobs. The air in the small living room was getting increasingly close, and my breathing was almost as ragged as Rick’s was getting.

Irene looked at her daughters, then she simply said “Go ahead, help your guy. He wants it, he probably needs it. Don’t mind us.” Then she added to Julie, “You know, if you don’t take care of him now, he’ll just go home and do it by himself. That wouldn’t be much fun now, would it?”

Next thing I knew, Julie’s hand was on my pants, unbuckling my belt and pulling my zipper down. I looked over to Nancy and Rob, and I could see that he was already naked as he Ataşehir Rus Escort had been only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tee-shirt when we got there. Nancy went right to work, first leaning over and taking Rob’s cock into her mouth while massaging his balls, then stroking the base of his cock while she gobbled the rest of it.

My attention was soon interrupted by Julie as she had me stand up to remove my shorts and shirt, then pressed me back down into the bean bag. She leaned up against me, giving me a deep kiss as her hand started to stroke my erection. I struggled to pay attention to the activities around me while enjoying the feel of her smooth palms stroking me, occasionally rolling my balls around in their sack.

Even though Rick had a head start, Rob was the first to blow. I heard him saying “I’m cumming” then watched as Nancy engulfed his whole cock and her throat pulsed as she took the load deep in her throat. A few gasps, some erratic hip bumps and then Rob just collapsed, breathing heavily. Nancy stayed on him, (and) I could see her try and hold his softening cock in her mouth while not losing any of his semen. A moment later she pulled away, but not before licking an errant drop from the tip of his cock.

A minute or so later, Rick was next. Irene had slowed down to watch her daughter and son-in-law, but when they finished she picked up the pace. One hand was almost a blur as it went up and down Rick’s engorged penis, the fingertips on her other hand were stroking Rick’s taint, going from his balls to his anus, teasing the opening before going back to his balls. Once in a while it appeared like she was invading his ass with her fingertip, and I could see that he welcomed the invasion. Suddenly he arched his back, and semen began flying from the tip of his cock. Irene slowed the pace of her stroking, making her up-stroke coincide with the next pulse of Rick’s ejaculation. Soon, a small puddle of cum formed on his stomach. Once he was finished Irene was like a cat in cream, licking it off while gently holding Rick’s deflating penis. A quick suck to clean the tip of his cock, and they were over.

This left just Julie and myself. Even though the television was playing another sex scene, all the attention in the room was focused on us. I felt my arousal fighting with my shyness, this whole scene was not something I had ever anticipated and I wasn’t sure how to take it. On the one hand I was getting a hot hand-job, (but) on the other I had an audience that included Julie’s parents.

Julie saw that I was in trouble and she just whispered “You and I are the only people in the room, and I’m rubbing your cock. Cum for me, please cum for me.” I heard her, but I still had trouble focusing on the incredible sensation. And I really had trouble envisioning a release with all of this attention.

Incredibly, Irene decided to take things a step further. She got off the couch, then knelt next to me on the side away from Julie. While Julie continued to stroke me, Irene looked into my eyes and said “I want to see you cum. I’ll bet your load is just waiting to be released, please show me.” She started to stroke the insides of my thighs, high up just below my balls, then took a fingertip that she had just wetted in her mouth and started to rub it against my anus. A quick slip and it was inside me, then she moved it deeper and I felt this incredible sensation as she found my prostate and gently rubbed it. She said “This always helps Rick when he’s having trouble, let’s see if it works on you.”

Irene was not only giving me permission, she made it clear that this was what she expected of me in this situation. This unlikely intervention was all that it took. A moment later and I tipped over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as my cock pulsed jets of semen across my belly up to my chin. Julie slowed her stroking as I continued to cum, finally stopping just after my last few drops dribbled out of my urethra and fell onto my pubic hair. Julie licked up a few of the drops on my stomach, then pulled a Kleenex from her purse to clean up the rest.

It took a few minutes for us guys to catch our breaths. Irene went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then came back and teased us guys about interrupting her enjoyment the movie, could we please start over? A wave of slightly embarrassed glances was traded. We dressed ourselves, and then tried to concentrate on the movie. After it was over, Irene and Rick went to the door. Irene thanked Nancy and Rob for the excellent entertainment, then looked at Julie and myself before saying that she expected to see us in a few hours whenever we were done for the evening.

Nancy and Rob cleaned up a little with our help, then told Julie and myself that we could stay as long as we wanted, but to please lock the door when we left. Nancy and Rick went into their bedroom, closing the door between us, leaving Julie and myself alone. I repaid the favor to Julie orally, by the time she got home the flush had mostly left her face and her parents were already in bed and asleep.

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“I wonder if they will chicken out?”

Kylee and her fiancée Phil said they would come over and get shaved by Susan and me. Of course the sexual tension was rather high when they agreed. Who knows how much the temperature cooled by this morning.

Surprise, surprise, Phil knocked on our door right on time.

“OK to come in?”

“You bet.”

“We made some Bloody Mary’s, will you join us?”

“Sounds good.”

“We weren’t sure you guys would come,” I said.

“I want Phil to spend more time with his tongue between my legs. I saw his eyes pop out looking at your shaved pussies. I knew then I also wanted to go bare. How are we going to do this?”

“How about I do you first and then Jill can shave Phil? Bring your drinks.”

We headed into the bathroom. Kylee had confided that Phil was a dud in eating her pussy. In turn she was not very good at blowjobs. So Susan and I planned to help them be better lovers.

Susan used some scissors to first cut Kylee’s thick bush and then lathered her up with shaving lotion.

“Let’s let the lotion work for a couple of minutes. You have a beautify pussy. Your lips are so delicate. OK, lets get started. Spread your legs.”

Kylee’s husband watched intently as Susan worked on her pussy. And Susan made the most of the opportunity by putting a couple of fingers inside.

“Oh, that really feels good. I’m getting really horny. How’s it look, honey?”

“Very, very sexy!”

“Spread your legs some more. That’s it.” Susan slipped in three fingers to stretch her lips to help with the shaving. “Almost there. Just have to get between your pussy and your asshole.”

Susan finished with the razor and cleaned her with a washcloth. “You have a beautiful pussy. So delicate, just made for loving.”

She then leaned forward and started licking, catching Kylee by surprise. Phil watched intently as she made love to Kylee’s pussy. She licked up and down her newly bare slit, tasting her juices. Her tongue tickled her clit and caused it to erect.

“Spread your lips, Kylee.”

Susan stuck her tongue out and started fucking Kylee’s hole, using her tongue like a cock. Then she resumed licking up and down her slit, stopping each time to massage her clit. Kylee’s juices were running out in a constant stream.

“You taste so good, Kylee. Does this feel good?”

“It feels great! Phil, pay attention. This is what I want you to do.”

Susan thrust two fingers in while tonguing her clit. She put her whole mouth on Kylee’s pussy. Kylee pulled her into her crotch and came with a huge shudder.

“Wow, that was something else. You knew just what to do. Give me a moment to settle down. Phil, I hope you’re not mad.”

“Not at all. I’ve never been very good at that. That was amazing! I’m going to try to do some of what Susan did.”

Next was Phil’s turn. He stripped down and his nice cock was jutting straight out. His public hair was fairly sparse but also covered his balls and cock. I squirted shaving cream and used my hand to rub all over. I took advantage and stroked his cock, felt his balls, and between his legs clear up to his asshole.

“You really have a nice cock, Phil. Nice and hard. Ok, let’s get the shaving done.”

Not to be out done by Susan with Kylee, after I cleaned him up I pulled his cock into my mouth. With guidance from my husband and Susan I had become quite expert on giving head. I kissed the head and then licked it like an ice cream cone. Some pre-cum was already oozing out. I used my finger to pick up a couple of drops and put it in my mouth.

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“I can see your throat bulge as it goes it,” Kylee exclaimed. Susan provided some commentary about my technique. “Once you get past the gag reflex, it goes in pretty easily. It helps to tilt your head back so it’s a straight shot. Feels good, doesn’t it, Phil?”

“It feels great. Like a vise gripping my cock.”

I had never been able to take my husband’s cock all the way. So playing with Phil this way was fun. I fondled his balls while I held his cock in deep. “OK, Kylee, you try it.”

Kylee moved over and took his cock into her mouth. She emulated my actions and even tried to take him in completely. The last inch of his cock caused her to choke up, bringing tears in her eyes. So she concentrated on just the last three or four inches. Phil didn’t mind and a few minutes later shot several spurts. Kylee struggled to swallow his cum, almost choking, there was so much. She stuck out her tongue to show us his cum.

“Very tasty, honey.”

“Really good job, Kylee”, Jill exclaimed. “I still can’t take Jim’s cock all the way. You guys have lots of time to practice.”

Back to more mundane matters.

“How about dinner downtown tonight? Jim and Bob have probably worked up an appetite playing golf. And afterwards you guys can show off your new look!”

Friday night the bars were busier than earlier in the week. The six of us checked out several, having a drink in each and then moving on. We finished up at an upscale seafood restaurant.

“Jill, do you see that waiter over there? He kind of looks familiar.”

“Yeah, he looks different with clothes on!”

Our waiter was William, one of the two guys Jim and I met on the nude beach earlier in the week. He and George, his buddy, had made small talk with me while I gawked over the size of their cocks.

William came over to our table to take our order. I noticed a slight smile so it was obvious he recognized Jim and me but was discrete in front of our companions.

After he left our table, Kylee asked, “Do you know him?”

Jim laughed and said, “Yes, Jill has a thing for guys with big cocks.”

“Jim! OK, here’s what happened. Jim and I were sitting in deck chairs near the edge of the beach. The nude beach. William and his buddy came over and chatted me up. I don’t know if I ever made eye contact with either of them. My focus was on their cocks. Both were very long, very fat, and uncircumcised. And as you probably noticed, William is black. So is his buddy. They’re from Haiti but live here now.

“Anyway Jim was right there to keep things under control. I felt bold enough to reach out and stroke William’s cock. Before they left I had jerked off both of them and had cum all over my hands. It was one of the most exciting things I have ever done. I think Jim felt the same way. He took me back to our bungalow and fucked my lights out! I sure didn’t expect to ever see either of them again.”

I noticed that both Susan and Kylee eyed William as he went about his duties. He was entirely proper in his manner to us. As we were leaving Jim told him it was nice to see him again. William grinned escort bayan from ear to ear, “Monday’s my day off “

Back at the resort Jim and I stripped down and went out to our private pool. Bob and Susan soon joined us, also nude. A few minutes later Phil and Kylee joined us. I was disappointed that they were wearing suits.

“OK, you guys ready to see the new me?” Kylee pulled down her bikini.

“Hey, really looks good,” my Jim said.

“Good enough to eat,” added Bob.

“Don’t get fresh. Phil, your turn. Take your suit off and show us.”

Phil pulled his suit down over an impressive boner. Even though Susan and I had already seen the new look, his cock did look bigger than before. I told Jim and Bob that I demonstrated my blowjob technique on Phil this afternoon and that Kylee finished the job.

“Jill’s really good at giving head, isn’t she? I suppose it’s all the instruction she received from Jim and me.” Bob has never been the modest one.

“Kylee, I hear you did great. Care to give us a demonstration?”

Kylee leaned over Phil and started licking the head of his cock. She was obviously a good student. As I was remarking about Kylee trying to deep throat Phil this afternoon she actually did it. She held it for several seconds before doing a little choking. We applauded her efforts and Phil was most generous with his cum.

“Really good, Kylee. Phil, you going to eat her pussy?”

He seemed eager to show what he learned this afternoon. We added encouragement and suggestions. He ran his tongue up and down her slit and then pushed between her lips. She pulled her lips apart and he dipped his tongue deep into her hole. He put two fingers inside while licking her clit. He mimicked the tongue and mouth action that Susan had used on me. She pulled his head into her crotch and covered his face with a burst of juice as she climaxed.

“Phil, you did terrific. Did you like doing it?”

“Very much. You taste very sexy, Kylee. I did ok?”

“That was great, honey.” We all complemented Phil on his efforts.

I started stroking Jim. Susan said she wanted to switch partners and grabbed Jim’s cock. I moved over to Bob. Our guys were ready and we were too. Bending over, the guys slipped their cocks in. Bob had only fucked me that one time. Jim got real mad at Bob but seemed to get over it. Good thing. Now it was happening again. But this wasn’t the plan and I was concerned as to what Jim would do. I needn’t have worried – Jim was deep into Susan. He looked my way, saw Bob on top of me, and just smiled.

Our first time we swapped husbands in front of anyone, it was tremendously exciting. I think I have a bit of exhibitionism in me. Maybe more than just a bit.

Almost simultaneously both Jim and Bob blasted their cum. I pulled Jim over to me and spread my legs wide open. I pushed his head down to my crotch. Bob’s cum was profusely leaking out. Jim liked to eat creampie. I reached down and spread my lips so he could get his whole mouth on my pussy.

“Does Bob’s cum taste good in my pussy? As good as yours? Don’t stop. Bob fucked me really deep so lots of his cum is way up there.

“Stick your tongue in. Deeper. Now suck it all in with your mouth.”

I used my pussy muscles to push the last of the sticky mixture into his mouth.

“Now lick my clit and make me cum.” I sure had a terrific lover for a husband! Susan pushed Bob down to her crotch. He wasn’t big on eating pussy, much less one now filled with Jim’s cum.

“Do it, Bob. I want your tongue. Jim ate your cum. It’s the least Ataşehir escort you can do for me.”

Susan spread her lips and Bob started licking.

“Come on Bob, stick your tongue in there. Here, I’ll spread my lips for you. That’s better. Jim filled me up with his big cock. You need to get it all.

“Here comes some more.”

Susan worked her muscles and pushed more cum into Bob’s mouth. Each movement caused another dollop to leak out. With the last of the visible cum sucked up by Bob, he finished up by licking up and down her slit. After the initial hesitancy and with continuing encouragement from Susan Bob was doing a very creditable job. Susan must have agreed as she came with a shudder. We had put on quite a demonstration for Kylee and Phil.

“Phil, let’s go to our bungalow. I want you to fuck me and then eat my creampie like Jim and Bob just did. You’ll do it, won’t you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“You’ll do it. Let’s go.”

That’s the last we saw of Kylee and Phil that evening.

We didn’t see them the next couple of days. In the meantime Bob hired a boat and crew to take us on a tour of the Belize shoreline. Sleeping accommodations were roomy and the mate was a good cook and bartender. Susan and I spent most all of the time in our bikini bottoms, no tops. Apparently such attire wasn’t all that unusual. If I do say so myself, we were hot. Young, blond, sexy. Carlos, our captain, and Julio didn’t miss a thing.

It was probably hard for them to tell who was married to whom. Susan and I swapped husbands back and forth. Our guys certainly had no complaints. There were long stretches of shoreline we never saw!

By the second afternoon we were comfortable around our crew. Our boat pulled into a small cove so we could do some snorkeling, in the nude, of course. This was the first time Jim and Bob stripped to the buff. Our two-man crew got a good eyeful of our butts as we snorkeled. Julio helped pull me into the boat.

“Julio, what’s wrong with your pants? What’s that bulge?”

“Sorry, miss. But you and the other miss are so good looking. And I’ve never seen women that were bare down there.”

About that time Bob and Jim climbed aboard, equally bare. “Oh, your men are too!” Julio blushed as he stared at their shaved cocks.

“It’s the coming thing, Julio. All the young girls are doing it and even some of the guys. We shaved each other.”

“We love our guys to go down on us and it’s even better bare”, Susan added. “Besides, Jill and I think it makes our guys stick out even more. Don’t you think so?”

Poor Julio didn’t know what to say. Carlos came to his rescue. “The four of you are the sexiest couples we have ever had on my boat.”

“We would hate for you to forget us. Jim, get your camera out.”

Susan and Jill positioned themselves on either side of Carlos and Julio, lifting up a leg to straddle their legs. “How’s this look, Jim?”

“Very sexy. Good, very good. OK, put your hands on their crotches.”

Jim waited until we were rubbing some really nice bulges and took more photos. Susan suggested several poses. I took Julio’s hand and put it on my pussy. Carlos did likewise to Susan. More photos. The guys started finger-fucking us. I was sure getting wet down there. It was obvious from the boners that Bob and Jim were also turned on.

“OK, that’s enough. Thanks, you guys. Jim, take me to the bed and fuck me. I need it.”

Jill grabbed me by cock. Susan followed with Bob. We left the bedroom door open on purpose as the four of us played around.

Too soon, we were back at the dock, suitable attired. Jim promised to mail Carlos some photos. The guys, plus Phil, wanted to play golf the next day. So we gals decided to hit the beach again. Jim told me our waiter friend William would be off work. We might have a very fun day.

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By Aleq de Satyr

Prologue

My name is Octavia, Tavia for short. I am a 47 year old non-conformist Social Scientist. I was on my way home to Denver, Colorado, after attending a seminar in Santa Fe New Mexico, when I decided to stop over in Taos for a short rest. I am also a Feminist activist, sex enthusiast, educator, herbalist, and writer.

My face is austere, angular, slightly pock marked, but rather attractive with sensual lips. I have a firm, slender, well-toned almost mannish, but shapely body; curvy around the hips and ass. My medium-sized breasts are still buoyant. My thighs and legs look strong and I stand 5ft 7in tall. But the most attractive thing about me is my eyes: a slow burning brown flecked with amber. My complexion is honey-brown. My hair a mass of black tangles usually fastened haphazardly with a piece of orange yarn. I have the look that the Spanish call “Duende”–lots of spirit, lots of darkness; I always look like a woman who had just been fucked…Although it has been a while since I was last fucked.

A Journey Begins

A bill board in town announced a matinee performance of Magic by the itinerant Magician Janus. I was overwhelmed by the performance of Janus at the town hall. Aside from the sword swallowing and fire eating by his two women assistants, Janus’s act was pure magic mixed with sorcery. But perhaps what affected me most was his appearance and that of his assistants. Janus’s bare broad chest was covered with a mass of thick black curly hair and his tights prominently displayed his overly large cock in bold relief. I could not take my eyes off it. I was very much aroused and dripping juice. I really would love to be fucked, I decided. I kept my gaze on Janus’s big bulge while we talked after the show. He smiled knowingly then squeezed my nipples.

“Come to my trailer tonight and I will show you some real magic” he said, with a chuckle. I was torn; I needed to be on my way home, but what the heck. My cunt was calling the shots.

His double-wide trailer/mobile home stood on a bluff overlooking a small Lake, miles away from the main trailer park…It was hidden behind juniper, yucca and sage trees …Janus is a man with a penchant for seclusion and privacy…He claimed the entire area is consecrated ground…I can believe that. I got lost getting there

The clear, moonlit June night was full of stars and crickets and warm breeze…Inside the clean, well-organized trailer a mural of Iconic figures painted by Janus hung on a wall. The spacious den contained a low futon set in an alcove and strewn with lavender cushions…Four big colored candles glowed warmly inside the trailer, which was filled with the scent of incense, and felt like a temple, ablaze with sacred worship… Gypsy guitar music played in the background; a deep, rich erotic and spiritual cadence…The women assistants, seemingly in their twenties were clad in short, white muslin tunics that left their hairy cunts and breasts exposed, lounged on a sofa drinking wine.

Janus offered me a drink, a “potion” distilled from an alembic and a big, fat joint…I began to feel a delightful buzzing in my head…I felt like I was floating…We laughed and kissed and fondled…The girls giggled and tittered prompting Janus to send them to their cabin. I got the feeling that he fucks them. A solitary candle burns beside the futon…Janus lay sprawled before me, propped against the pillows, with a large gold medallion, an ornament depicting the sun, hung on a thick gold chain around his neck…He told me he was a Gypsy, 42 years old and had been a Magician for 15 years. And boy was he good looking!.

Between his strong muscular hairy brown thighs, a full, very large, thick 10 inch erection, laden with exotic promise. Oh my God, he was hung like a mule I thought; my cunt was already soaking wet, my thong very sticky with juice. I undressed quickly and crouched between his legs and began to suck his enormous cock. I sucked and sucked until he groaned with desire. I opened my hairy pussy lips wide, the folds meaty and drenched with juice: my large clitoris gleaming wet under the thick long shaft…

I rubbed Janus’s steely cock against my wet, burgundy labia, steadily, interminably, smacking my Anadolu Yakası Yabancı Escort lips, my throbbing clitoris swollen solid…Janus began to fuck me with gusto and a lusty intensity, my cunt strong and demanding, clamping on his super hard cock as he moved resolutely within me with forceful thrusts, submerged in my thick liquid core…I lay under him panting, moaning, thrusting my hips…My juices were so thick and creamy on his cock. My cunt was swollen, huge, it filled the room…He fucked me and fucked me; most exquisitely, passionately, revealing to me the Magic he’d promised earlier. I came and came in long shuddering spasms, letting out a strangled cry into the night, triggering a powerful release from Janus, flooding me with a geyser of cum. He rested quietly inside me, vaguely aware of the sound of drums, which seem far away…He fucked me again gently from behind until sleep overtook us…

The girls brought me some herbal tea in the morning, and then impudently began to stroke and suck my breasts and pussy, giggling all the while. Janus who was out jogging arrived just in time to stop them, and then proceeded to fuck me royally while the girls watched in amusement. After Janus and the girls left for a show, I took a nap but was awoken by Romus a friend of Janus’ who had stopped by unannounced. We talked and laughed and traded jokes. He offered to take me to the nearby Gypsy camp of Catalonia, some thirty miles away.

“You will love it; it is a wonderful, magical place” he said. He and Janus grew up there. He was 40 years old.

I was in an expansive, tender mood to fuck every man and woman on Earth: the old, the young, the beautiful, the plain, the straight, the lesbian…If only I wasn’t in transit, passing thru, I lamented.

@=@=@

Catalonia

It was a sprawling semi-settled band of 250 people, and a subtribe from the Gitano…It was and probably still is the largest and by far the most stable settlement in North America…Modern Gypsy settlements, encampments and bands are more like semi-urban communes, or kibbutz’s that serve as temporary residencies for many wandering Gypsies…Catalonia is like that… Members had ancestry from Persia, North Africa, Spain, South of France and Turkey…I was very much impressed with the settlement where the women have made beautiful things–poems, painting, pottery, music, wine; all dedicated to ancestral spirits…Romus gave me a tour of the lovely, well-kept camp, from the gates thru the fields to the arroyo and back. Finally he took me to his cabin, stroking his already big, hard cock.

He began to stroke my exposed breasts, thighs and hairy bush; my big slippery clitoris…I felt good, sounding incoherent. I was thoroughly enjoying the caresses. Romus fucked me skillfully, magnificently that afternoon…Driving me to greater and greater heights of erotic frenzy…I loved the way he fucked…slow and sweetly obscene with a smile on his face…I moved and undulated my body whorishly, my cunt milking his dick, squeezing, massaging, churning like a thunderstorm and the blood throbbed in his cock as he pounded my cunt, hard…We fucked for hours, responding to each other’s moves hypnotically, lasciviously, forcing me up and up until my final explosion, when I clutched Romus tightly, my cunt gripping his big cock while it pumped jets of cum into my womb…

“I’m very happy today” he said later…”Let’s have a drink or two and keep fucking” he added…

Rosa was the 20 year old daughter of Catalonia’s Chieftain, Django. She hung out mostly with slick city friends. She was slim, almost hipless like a boy, with long dancer’s legs; full breasts and well-shaped supple ass. Her flat rippling belly was covered with atavistic hair, running from navel to crotch where it spreads into a wild, unruly bush. Her thighs and legs were covered with bristles. She was a restless girl…

The storm kept raging as it rained harder and harder, blowing in diagonal lines…As I rushed into Romus’ cabin from the rain, I saw him fucking Rosa on the bed, while she writhed on her back being brought to a peak of pleasure by the huge cock of Romus, buried deep inside her. I was stunned by the spectacle and decided to watch them fuck… Anadolu Yakası Yeni Escort

They were unaware of my presence in the shadows behind the beaded curtain. Rosa’s cunt was very wet, emanating slurpy sounds as Romus fucked her slowly. Her pelvis arched under him and he plowed into her, slowly in and out, penetrating her deeper and deeper. She began to howl and pant as he moved inexorably inside her cunt with long sure strokes. Thrusting deeper and deeper, scattering drops of her juices…A slow deep fuck…Rosa screamed as she came shuddering for a long time…She was not the only woman being fucked…At night Catalonia is filled with the Magic of sensuous/melodious guitar music and the wailing and orgasmic cries of women being royally fucked, both indoors and out.

Appropriately enough, because of my wildness and darkness, Django made me an honorary Gypsy that night amid music, song and revelry so wild and beautiful…There was lots of roasted capon and wine to go around…I liked Django, a strong swarthy man of 50; his sense of humor, his big mustache…He enticed me into his cabin discreetly and promptly undressed us both. His 12 inch very thick cock was massive and very hard. He fucked me with an intensity that blew my mind and left me disoriented, while his young 22 year old ward-maid-concubine Narsica watched in fascination. I cried out continuously, groaning, moaning, crooning; He fucked me slowly, serenely, moving in and out of my warm, slick pussy in exquisite thrusts for a very long time…My cunt was on fire, thick with oozing slimy grool…It was an exquisite, Magical fuck…It was also raw, messy wonderful out of this world fucking.

Indeed, there is Magic in Gypsy fucking I’d realized. Narsica pulled out Django’s prick and licked it up and down, murmuring “Ummmm, it is good” in between licks…

Then she shoved it back inside my cunt, and the man plowed my depths with great skill and finesse, while I rotated my hips, my cunt creaming around the hard cock… I farted loudly, continuously, shuddering violently as I came and came…When Django left, Narsica sucked my clitoris and lapped my juices and Django’s semen, I slept soundly.

Janus arrived at Catalonia the next day to check on me while I was at the arroyo enjoying nature. He brought me flowers and candy and some pot. He had missed me very much he said. Then he fucked me most deliciously on the soft grass, for two solid hours. When he left I opened my legs and let the cool breeze from the stream soothe my ravaged cunt.

I became friends with Pia simply because we have so much in common. Pia is attractive and titillating, an evanescent odalisque. The story of her life is right out of the Arabian Nights…She is also a woman searching for love and confessed to eclectic tastes in both men and women… With complete equanimity, she talked about her latest male conquest’s oversized cock, going into detail about its length and thickness and hardness; as well as the depth, tightness and degree of wetness of her last woman lover’s cunt… She loves to say the words fuck, cunt, shit, asshole, prick, and cock a lot.

Pia’s younger brother Rolande, mid 30’s with a reputation as a Rascal and a Rake came to visit from Santa Fe. After introducing us she left to attend to chores for the old folks. The heat and humidity made everything cling to the body…The evening air was very warm with a heady scent of night blossom. It was quiet and peaceful in Pia’s cabin. Rolande told me stories about his risqué escapades while we enjoyed some wine and a joint…I was turned on, my twat sizzled.

Rolande took my hand and led me to the bedroom; I could feel a trail of cunt juice running down my inner thigh. The cabin was fuzzy with shadows and heat. I wanted it doggie-style, jerking my ass like a rutting bitch, wet as a cow…The lips of my vulva full and swollen, my clitoris big and hard, my cunt filled with puddles…Rolande pushed his huge cock slowly into me, to the bottom of my twat…

“O fuck, it is so deep” I sighed…

I contracted as he went deeper, pulling him in, in, in…All the way in then all the way out. Again and again while I chanted a mantra: “Yes, yes, yes, Oh. Yes”!

I could not get enough. I danced on Rolande’s piston-like Anadolu Yakası Masaj Salonu cock like a raging whore in an orgy of flesh lust, as I rubbed my inflamed clitoris rhythmically…He fucked me hard. I felt his cock stroking my G-spot then sink to its fullest length, entering my womb as I rushed to a screaming orgasm after orgasm, my body wracked with convulsions, a fountain of liquid pouring out of me like piss onto the sheets…My orgasmic rush sent Rolande spinning into a gushing climax, filling me with a torrent of semen…We lay spoon-fashion in a puddle of sex fluids, his cock still throbbing inside me…After a while I rolled onto my back, spreading my legs…

“Encore, Por favor”, I whispered.

“Most certainly senora,” said Rolande mounting me again.

Zaveta was the medicine woman of Catalonia. She was middle-aged, in her prime, quite attractive and serene…In her spacious cabin Zaveta served me some wild intoxicating spicy wine, telling me about her Persian ancestry and her sojourns around the world…She used to be a “Gypsy” dancer and boasted of having danced for the nobility in many countries…Django fucked her occasionally at her request, when she needed some cock. She was a passionately dynamic woman who advocated sex among women as a form of self (cunt) worship, as well as to assuage their horniness when the men were away…This had put her at odds with the male tribal heads, which seem to frown on lesbianism…

She is a seer with knowledge of herbs, spells; the powers of hypnotism, the skill of ESP, the old female power…She spoke three languages perfectly as well as some German. She is no man’s woman, independent, very cunning, very wise with a Magical charm…A healer and a midwife…

Zaveta is a very rare woman.. Reclining against the cushions on her couch, her hairy legs parted beneath her open caftan, baring her vulva fringed with thick longish hair like tall grass in a breeze…Her cunt was the color of autumn…Zaveta’s inviting body aroused my passion for her more vigorously than ever…A passion that I’d sublimated during the sessions of instruction and initiation with her.. I was mesmerized by her acute sexual arousal by her dripping cunt, vibrating, radiating her yearning…Her clitoris screaming out her desire…

An erotic aroma enveloped us as we moved thru the nine gates to the sensuous citadel of the bodily temple, including the “fine art of digital and lingual stimulation of the clitoris”, and “Gitano sodomy”–a technique she’d refined and which I enjoyed…I kept stroking her hairy cunt with progressive speed until my hand was coated with a large spray of juice…God, she was so fucking wet!. We sucked, we lapped, we fisted each other skillfully with grim determination…We sixty-nined and tribaded, her sensuality was spellbinding, her twat drenched with thick, hot juices…

She breathed faster clutching me to her body more urgently, arching her back, groaning until we both groaned loudly, climaxing wildly together…I came to my senses slowly in the morning, feeling bewildered but exhilarated…The room smelled of lavender, mint and other herbs. I showered, ate some fruit and lay down on the couch. Zaveta walked in naked from her bath, showing off her inviting curves, full of lascivious humor…She lay down beside me, spoon fashion…

“Let me enjoy you slowly,” she said slipping her fingers into my cunt and asshole rimming both.

I was awakened by the sound of guitar music, Gypsy music. Strange, melancholy with profound sensuality…Zaveta was seated beside the window her body wrapped in a large towel, plucking at the strings and singing words in Romany that I did not understand. Her cunt winked at me.

Epilogue

As Romus said, I did find Catalonia a Magical and a hearty place. The Gypsies, especially the (younger) women were so honest about their sexuality. They say yes to sex so forcefully. And if nothing else is, sexual liberation for them is a certainty…They brag about their fertility and their lustiness…They are real women who lust. They have “Femmchismo”, what Pia and other radical feminists describe as the hungry sexual ego of a woman. It is not about falling in love, it is about the value of sexual desire empowered by action.

I spent those seven days in Catalonia, in what became a sweet kismet…And my latent nymphomania rushed to the surface; my cunt fully satiated…Saying goodbye to Catalonia and especially Zaveta was very emotional for me. My experience of Gypsy Magic will be with me forever. But as she predicted I shall return someday…

SPRING… 2007

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I slowly took my time setting up campsite just the way I wanted it – pitching the tent here and building the fire pit over there, all the while Kelly watched me standing spread eagle between two pine trees. She was pulled tight between the trees by fur lined leather cuffs and nylon straps on the wrists and ankles, her lush body stretched out to the letter X. As I set up the camp I constantly walked past her and pinched a nipple or swatted a saucy ass cheek to remind her that when I was done, she was completely mine.

Of course after hiking back into the woods the very first thing I did when we reached the camp site was to drop her pack and take her into my arms. “You’re completely mine for the entire weekend,” I told her.

“Big talker,” she smiled, but she didn’t complain as I proceeded to open the buttons on her shirt.

“I’m going to tie you up and use you any way I want.”

Her sharp intake of breath indicated that I struck a cord that she wanted struck. “What are you going to do to me?” This wasn’t play acting, she wanted to hear me tell her what I was going to put her body and mind through.

“I’m going to use you as my private fuck toy,” I grinned as I pulled off her shirt and unfastened her bra. I began kissing her neck and shoulders as I exposed her large breasts. “I’m going to fuck your pussy, I’m going to fuck your ass, I’m going to fuck your mouth…”

“Oh God,” she groaned. Every kiss I planted on her neck, shoulders, and breasts and every promise of debauchery to come elicited an excited little gasp of lust from her perfectly shaped mouth.

I hefted a large breast and sucked on it while running my tongue over her hardening nipple. “I’m going to oil up these beautiful titties and fuck them too, then I’m going to come on your face.” I unbuckled her belt and unfastened her shorts and let them drop to the ground. “And when I get tired I brought some toys along so you can entertain me.” She shivered and grinned up at me, her dimples showing me her amusement.

“That’s all? You’re only going to come on my face?” She slowly dropped to her knees in the soft pine needle covered forest floor and opened my fly. “What about coming in my mouth?” she fished out my hard cock and gave the head of it a slow deliberate lick. It was my turn to shiver now. “What about shooting deep in my ass?” She took the entire head of my cock into her mouth and began to suckle gently as she slowly and passionately ran her tongue around the head of my cock while her saliva slick hand stroked the shaft of my cock ever so leisurely. Nothing can make me come faster than what she was doing right at that minute.

I held her head firmly in my hands and began to ease my cock in and out of her mouth, only by an inch and very slowly, enjoying the intense sensations her mouth was causing. It was a real victory of self control to pull my cock out of her worshiping mouth, and when I did she looked so disappointed. “Will you come in my pussy too? It’s been so long since you came in my pussy.”

“It was just last night you insatiable wench!”

She sat back on her heels and with one hand fondled her breast while the other hand began to slowly stroke her clit. She was trying to get me to throw her down and fuck her silly. “I know it was last night, but it was so long ago! Miss Kitty loves being filled up with your hot sperm. I love feeling it coming back out, knowing you’re going to fill me up again.”

I chuckled inwardly, that was the cheesiest porn dialog I had ever heard. “You’re talking like that just to get me hot, aren’t you,” I said as she nodded her assent, and then I caught what she said and tried not to laugh aloud. “Miss Kitty? Where did that come from?”

Kelly just laughed and shrugged then reached for my cock again but I gently slapped her hand away. She pouted. “Just seeing if you like the dialog, it seems to get you hot, and I really do like having your cum in me. It feels so warm and nasty.” She emphasized the word ‘nasty’ in such a way that I knew I would have to make this woman feel nasty as often as possible. But for now I had a camp site to set up so I pushed her over onto her back in the cushion of the pine needles then grabbed her legs and took off her sneakers and socks then slid her shorts and panties the rest of the way off. Once she was completely naked I led her over to the site I picked out earlier, two fine pine trees standing bout 6 feet apart. I quickly secured her with the cuffs and straps then gave her a long passionate kiss while I ran my finger around her clit in tight little circles before leaving her to stew while I got to work.

Once I got the site set up I started a fire and gathered a couple of buckets of water from the stream. Returning to the campsite with the water I looked about; tall fragrant pine trees, the thick carpet of soft pine needles, a cozy tent, a cheery fire, a naked large breasted woman in bondage. It all formed the idyllic scene of camping at its finest.

Normally Anadolu Yakası Esmer Escort when backpacking I bring MRE’s to eat, but this occasion was special so I had packed in a couple of steaks, a couple of ears of corn and a combination of sliced potatoes, onions, and peppers in a foil pouch that I just had to throw on the grill. Soon dinner was roasting on the fire and I was hungry.

“What about me?” Kelly asked as I started to dish up dinner.

“You didn’t wash before dinner, you can’t eat.”

She pouted her cutest pout and batted her long eyelashes. “Pleeeeeze?”

I smiled and placed her dinner on a stump next to her. “Ok, dig in.” which brought on even more pouting. I stepped behind her and gave her ass a swat. “Are you questioning your master?”

“No sir,” she gasped.

“DON’T CALL ME SIR! I WORK FOR A LIVING!” I shouted in a surprisingly good imitation of R. Lee Ermy.

“No, Master!” she corrected herself.

“Better!” I swatted her ass again. “That’s for the next time.” I took my place in front of her and saw that she was flushed, her nipples erect. Her large round breasts shuddered with each breath and the insides of her thighs were wet with her juices: this dominance play was getting to her. I fed her dinner bit by bit, drawing out the event by delicious mouthfuls. Dinner was a success even though the roast corn on the cob was funny and a bit messy as I held the cob and she took little bites while the butter dripped on her breasts.

While we were eating a large pot of water that I left on the fire heated up, now I got the pot and after washing the dinner dishes and utensils with a portion of the water I retrieved a bar of soap and a washcloth and washed every inch of Kelly, paying attention to her most sensitive parts. First I soaked the cloth and wet down her body, then massaged her wet smooth skin with the soap and my hands making her warm wet and slippery. My hands kept straying to her big breasts which felt so soft and slippery and wonderful as my hands slid over them. When I wasn’t soaping her tits I was washing her pussy, her crinkly little anus, and her beautiful legs. Wishing to share in the bath I stripped and her eyes locked onto my cock as it sprang free.

I wet myself down and soaped up then pressed myself against Kelly’s wet slippery body and ground against her as my cock sawed between her legs. We kissed deeply as we writhed against each other and I could feel her thigh muscles trying to grasp my cock. Reluctantly breaking the kiss I rinsed us off with the warm water and a wet cloth. I ended up behind her, holding her tightly and squeezing her tits as my throbbing cock nestled between her asscheeks. She just groaned and leaned back against me and rubbed her ass against my crotch. I could have spent an hour holding this vivacious woman while enjoying the scents and sounds of the pine forest, but I had much more I wanted to do. Giving her a little swat of warning I wrung out the cloth, made sure I still had some warm water left then got out some equipment that made her eyes open wide in terror – a shaving mug and a razor.

She had shaved before we left for the weekend but this was for me, not for her. I want to worship her body in every way I can, and this is one way I’ve only wondered about. Using the shaving brush I worked the soap into a creamy lather and gently applied it to her sensitive under arms. She squirmed and giggled as I did it but being bound there was nothing she could do or say. I was extra delicate insuring that the ticklish sensations were maximized. I then took out a razor and shaved her with slow careful strokes while she struggled not to giggle from the tickling, but I was extremely careful and when I was done she was shaved closer than ever before.

Once I finished her underarms and washed the residue soap from her body I started on her legs, working on one at a time, first with the coating of lather then shaving delicately being extremely careful not to knick or cut her smooth pale skin. Before I had finished with one leg I had to get a lantern out because the sun was setting and it was starting to get pretty dark under those fragrant pines. I washed the leg I finished shaving and started on the other and did an extremely good job. I inspected every square inch of skin for stray hairs or stubble and when I was satisfied I started working up the lather again.

“What are you doing now?” she asked nervously, knowing exactly what I was going to do.

“You know what I’m going to do.”

She started to squirm as she watched me pull up a stool in front of her. “Don’t you dare!”

“Don’t make me get the gag out of the toy bag.”

I approached her pussy with the shaving brush and she jerked her hips back. “DON’T!” she shouted.

I set the shaving mug and brush down on the stump and stood, the look in her eyes showed that she knew she was in trouble. I strode over to the tent and grabbed Anadolu Yakası Eve Gelen Escort the toy bag and found the ball gag and flogger waiting there. I approached her and she was already begging for forgiveness, but the line had been crossed. She accepted the gag wordlessly and I snugged it up tight then put a pinecone in each of her hands. We use a dual safe word in our relationship; the ‘initial’ safe word stops the scene but not the game. The initial safe word is for use in a situation where she’s too physically uncomfortable to continue the current scene but doesn’t want to stop, just change what ever it is that’s uncomfortable. When she’s gagged that’s signaled by dropping one of the two items I put in her hands. The other safe word stops everything for what ever reason, and when gagged it’s indicated by dropping both items.

I stood behind her with the flogger. I hate that damn thing, like I’ve said; I’m a dom, not a sadist. I don’t want to hurt my sub, I’d rather drive her out of her mind with orgasms or teasing but sometimes she likes a little pain, and sometimes she needs it, so for her I occasionally indulge.

The flogger swished through the hot night air and struck her round white ass cheeks. She jerked as it struck. “That’s for thinking you can give me an order. Do you understand?” she nodded her head and I noticed both pinecones were still in her hands.

Again the flogger swung and again it struck her ass, and then it fell a third time. “That’s for trying to avoid me by trying to move out of the way. Do you understand?” She nodded and again I saw that the pinecones remained in her grip.

Three more times I swung the flogger, each time I struck leaving red lines on that ass that I crave. “And that’s for not trusting me, to think that I would dare hurt the pussy that I love so much. Understand?” again she nodded, I noticed a tear trickling from the corner of her eye, but I also noticed her nipples harder than they’ve been all evening.

As I took my seat before her crotch I also noticed her silky inner thighs glistening with moisture. I ran my finger through the dampness then made a show of licking her dew off of my finger as she watched with wide eyes. Soon I was applying the lather to her pussy and mound while she shivered with uncontrolled nervousness. I took a new razor and slowly and delicately began scraping away the microscopic stubble and the few hairs she missed.

“You can’t see down here as well as I can, so naturally I can do a much better job” I informed her as I gently pulled a pussy lip taught to denude it perfectly. She could only take a shuddering breath in response. I was on a constant lookout for falling pine cones. “You see, I love this pussy, passionately. I would do nothing to ever hurt it, other than fuck it raw.” Another shudder. I checked my work and was completely satisfied that I had shaved her closer than ever before in her life without a single nick or cut. “See? All done. You should learn to trust me with sharp objects around your reproductive organs.” I said as I washed her pussy with a damp cloth. She rolled her eyes in relief. “Only one more thing left,” she looked terrified. “Operational check,” she looked confused. “We need to see if this still works.” With that I doused the lantern and leaned forward and began gently began licking and kissing the most delightful pussy I have ever sank my tongue into.

She moaned around her gag as I gently licked and kissed every inch of skin that I recently scraped bare. I craned my neck and began lightly flicking my tongue over her clit as her tummy began to tremble from the sensations I was creating in her clit. My licking became more and more intense, and then I changed tactics and drove my tongue in and out of her pussy, her juices flowing and covered my face soaking my tightly trimmed beard. She began grunting into the ball gag as I tongue fucked her and soon her hips began twitching and jerking as her excitement mounted. I reverted back to sucking and nibbling on her clit.

She became more and more animated while I pleasured her clit, then I slipped two fingers into her pussy and began finger fucking her as quickly as I could. I looked up to see her face but my view was blocked by her large breasts as they swayed and wobbled in her excited convulsions. I could tell she was getting closer to coming as her body began tensing and shuddering over and over, I redoubled my tonguing and slipped a third finger into her pussy and suddenly her body went ramrod stiff. Muffled screams tried to escape around the gag as she pressed her clit into my mouth. I felt the waves of her orgasm crashing through her body and it seemed to go on and on. Finally she started to go limp, her muffled shrieks mellowed to little whines. I stopped licking her clit and eased my fingers out of her pussy.

I stood and took the gag out of her mouth, now free from the gag she dropped the pinecones. “Oh God that was…” Anadolu Yakası Evi Olan Escort I stifled her comments with a passionate kiss. My throbbing cock sawed against her pussy and I was getting ready to take her there, standing up. When we broke the kiss she looked up and softly said “Master, my arms are tired.”

I had forgotten she was bound up like that for so long. “Lets go by the fire, your skin looks so pretty in firelight.” I released her arms and wrists from the cuffs and she walked stiffly over to the fire. I grabbed the toybag and a sleeping bag out of the tent and rolled out a sleeping bag in front of the fire then drove two stakes into the ground by the head of the sleeping bag. Soon she was stretched out before the fire, the firelight causing her skin to glow.

I knelt between her legs and lifted them up over my shoulders then leaned forward and slowly eased my throbbing cock into her warm wet pussy. She threw her head back and groaned as I sank slowly into her depths, the feel of her moist cunt stretching around my cock was causing me to shudder in erotic bliss. I leaned forward over her, her legs hooked over my arms caused her ass to tip up giving me fuller access to her depths. Finally my groin pressed against hers and my pole was rooted deeply into her body. I luxuriated in the feel of her pussy squeezing my cock.

I slowly eased back out, savoring every millimeter of her inner walls until just the head of my cock remained in her wet grasp. Our eyes met and I could see that she absolutely loved being tied out helpless in the wilderness with a cock ready to plunder her pussy. I wanted to slowly fuck her, easing in and out little by little and drive her out of her mind, but the events of the past hour had gotten to me too and all I could think about was skewering this sex goddess that I had bound to my will. With a cry I drove into her deeply, crashing into her pussy and our groins met with a wet slap.

I was out of my mind with lust for her and I began driving my cock in and out, her yelps and shrieks of ecstasy driving me onward. My cock was a throbbing iron hot bar that I slammed in and out of her with all my strength, the force of our fucking caused her large breasts to roll around on her ribcage crazily.

“Yes! Yes! Uuuunnnnggghhh!! FUCK ME!” she shrieked, her cries echoing in the black woods

I growled, now a just an animal in rut, driving my cock in and out of her wet clenching pussy. Each thrust seemed to go deeper until I could feel the tip of my cock hit her cervix. If it bothered her in any way she didn’t let on, as Kelly was lost in her own frenzy. As I plunged into her willing and receptive body I could see her climbing to another orgasm and I drove harder into her hoping to fill her pussy up with my come as she climaxed on my cock. My grunts were mixing with her cries as I slammed into her again and again. My balls were hitting her ass with each deep thrust, her breasts wobbled delightfully as her body shook from the pounding I was delivering. I wanted to shoot my come deep inside her yet continue fucking her forever at the same time. Suddenly she shrieked at the top of her lungs, her body tightened and her hips began convulsing as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and her legs locked up making it nearly impossible for me to fuck, but I continued to push into her, grinding my groin against her clit as she came. She convulsed and shuddered as she lost control to her passion, her pussy wringing my cock for all she was worth. I tried desperately to fuck into her but her contractions were just too strong, so I leaned back and strummed her clit with my thumb causing her to scream my name and spasm in ecstasy.

Finally her cries subsided and she went limp. She didn’t faint but it looked close. I was still wild with the need to come and was just a couple of strokes from shooting my heavy load. I pulled my throbbing cock out of her slack pussy and knelt over her chest, my cock throbbed and jerked, a string of precome literally drooling from the opening. I grabbed a bottle of oil from the toy bag and squirted a generous helping on her large breasts, then laid my cock between then and squeezed her breasts tightly around my throbbing pole and started easing deeper into her warm cleavage.

I began titty fucking her warm full breasts enjoying the exquisite sensation of her slick flesh wrapped around my dick. I threw my head back and groaned, the feeling of my cock sliding against her oily flesh was overwhelming. The sensation of my cock sawing between her breasts must have brought her back around because she lifted her head and every time my cock head emerged from between her breasts she flicked her tongue out to lick it. A couple of times I lifted my hips allowing her to suck my cock head properly, but the need to come was too over powering. Soon my hips began jerking out of control, I pressed her tits tighter against my cock then suddenly I was coming. I threw my head back and roared as jet after jet of cum splashed into the tight valley of her breasts. The blood pounding in my ears made it nearly impossible to hear her encouraging words as my brain melted in the shattering waves of blessed relief

“Yeah, come for me, shoot all over me, it feels so good, I love your come…” she whispered over and over.

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PART 15 POOL 2

As we walked outside, I noticed that our private area was more populated than expected. There were a few more additional males but more than a handful of additional and very attractive females. Sir Jeremy approached my wife quickly and I watched as the other women gawked at her and then began laughing at her as several of them even engaged in tacky finger pointing. Master noticed our presence and quickly gathered everyone around pulling my wife, his slut closely to him.

He then spoke, “Many of you have had the pleasure and some even the intimate pleasure of meeting my owned slut and my owned slave. For those of you that have not had either pleasure, they need no other name and will respond accordingly.”

Master continued, “Slut is a bit worn out right now,” he commented and then crudely, Master pulled her more tightly against him and proceeded to rip the just recently draped bikini top from my wife’s covered breasts.

I glanced at my wife and she had her head bowed in embarrassment. He ordered her to twirl with her hands high in the air and she quickly complied. The men stared at how beautiful her body was as the newly joined women looked at her with annoyance. A few even whispered to each other and laughed with one another in typical jealous behavior. Master then pushed me to the center and asked me to twirl in similar fashion. Engulfed in humiliation, I twirled in my saturated pink micro thong bikini.

Everyone laughed and I could not see the expressions of the freshly joined individuals and was horrified at what they must be thinking. Master made it worse by asking me to tell the group what was on my face and why my bikini was so wet without entering the pool. Reluctantly, but realizing I had no choice, I glanced at Sir Gilbert remembering his orders.

I reluctantly but compliantly spoke, “My face is covered with precious cum from one of these superior males that so graciously fucked and pleasured my wife given I have essentially lost my manhood and am physically unable to pleasure her with my miniature caged boy clit.”

I could not remember Sir Gilbert’s specific instructions but hoped I would please both him and my Master as I continued to debase myself. Everyone laughed yet Master did not let me cower back to my non-existence.

“And why is your sissy bikini wet slave,” he asked for a second time?

Again, now quivering and immersed in humiliation fully aware that this line of questioning would continue until Master was pleased, I tilted my head to the ground in shame.

I spoke, “I ejaculated in my sissy pink bikini just after a superior male with a substantially larger cock had just consummated a mutual orgasm with my sexy wife Master.”

I continued, “The superior male was coating and painting my face with his massive prick that was still leaking precious cum. This superior male’s load was of such a volume that he was not only able to fill and coat my wife’s cunt, but also to both coat my own mouth while I cleaned his monster shaft of their combined sex juices, and to cover my sissy face in his warm cherished cum which all of you can visibly see drying on my face and sissy lips.”

I paused and then continued, “This all happened while my small boy clit was caged, untouched, and while my sissy boy cunt was being ruthlessly pounded by Mistress Deana’s large dark strap-on phallus which I eventually cleaned with my whorish faggot mouth Master.”

Still surrounded, Master ordered me to look up, reach into my sissy swimsuit and reveal my chastity cock quickly. He then ordered me to wipe any accumulated cum from the pink bikini and chastity device, and then finally to suck my fingers clean of my own ejaculate.

Eagerly and obediently I complied as directed, eventually lubricating my fingers with an accumulation of my own drying cum and I pressed the fingers to my mouth, opened, and sucked them clean for the small crowd. I surveyed the faces while doing so and there was a burst of laughter, almost in unison from the group, but a broad spectrum of reactions to my revolting act. These reactions ranged from being disgusted and appalled, to empathy for my predicament, and some were even delighted and maybe even turned on when glancing in the direction of both Mistress Deana and my wife.

It was unmistakable that the deeper Master pushed my submission, degradation and debasement, the more stimulated, aroused, and programmed my wife was becoming; she had evolved into a true slut and was seeking and desiring only “real” men to satisfy and gratify her sexually. Master ordered me back into the room to log all of the trip’s sexual activity in a journal and to make sure that I kept close track of how much cum / how many loads I was consuming. He took hold of slut’s arm, twirled her and then ordered her to get a drink and have fun for now.

After completing the log and being amazed at all of the sexual activity that had taken place and more specifically, a strong reminder Anadolu Yakası Öğrenci Escort of how much cum I had already gobbled down my sissy throat, I returned outside to find my wife surrounded by men while laughing and drinking. A new gentlemen had his arm around her but there was nothing more sexual taking place that I could see. Master approached me immediately and then called his slut over.

Without hesitation, he said that he wanted us to take a tour of the pool, hand in hand, and that he and Sir Jeremy would be following at a distance. I was already blushing but my wife clearly had been drinking and was more than comfortable complying and flaunting her sexy and sparsely clothed body. Master provided us a distinct path he wanted us to follow and instantly thereafter, Miss Jenny took my hand and we were off strolling.

As we walked there were mixed reactions from people; not surprisingly, many had already seen my wife as she had been poolside for the past hour or so while I was completing my logging task. Most of the attention came from males and there were whistles, and ample derogatory commentary. The offensive remarks mostly pertained to me and primarily related to my attire, my makeup, my lipstick, the ability to easily distinguish the cage under my suit, and finally, the easily visible bruising on each of us.

A couple of guys literally stopped us to read our tattoos and laughed at our predicament. Additionally, Miss Jenny’s ass was groped and slapped by several of the men and one confident woman approached and asked us whether our actions were a result of a specific dare. Miss Jenny was again feeling good and freely communicated that we were a female led couple that was ultimately owned by a superior Master. She continued and further communicated that I was an inadequate husband that was better fit as an owned sissy cuckold than a proper husband and lover.

The woman quickly commented at how small I must be to be tucked into such limited thin material and then quickly ran back to her attractive girlfriends to surely divulge all that she learned. There were several more encounters during our walk and throughout, I remained silent and likely the same shade of pink as my feminine bikini, flushed with shame and embarrassment.

Master and Sir Jeremy returned within moments of our arrival back to our private area and with a line of gentlemen in tow. Master and Mistress Deana pulled us into the room and directed us to the initial room on the left.

It was not a closet as originally expected and in fact, it was a small room with a glory hole. Master and Mistress gave us the shocking orders, “For the next hour, every cock that comes through that hole will be devoured and pleased by both of you,” Master explicitly stated.

He then continued, “Each of the men that engages is fully aware that both of you will be tag teaming the duty as a married couple.”

Finally, Master concluded, “Mistress Deana will remain in the small room with you and direct each of you accordingly.”

Within seconds, a cock poked through the hole and Master departed. The hole was larger than one might envision as there was room to access the mystery man’s balls as well. Mistress Deana instantly ordered slut to her knees and to wrap her mouth around the stranger’s cock. Eagerly and compliantly my wife immediately did so.

I watched in shock and a million thoughts ran through my mind as to what completely useless objects we were evolving into, being forced and subjugated to this degradation of oral servitude to complete strangers was humiliating beyond comprehension. Still, I was brought back to reality as Miss Jenny was working hard to get the male off.

Mistress Deana ordered me near and required that I fondle the male’s balls while my wife sucked and slurped. Further, Mistress directed slut to communicate as soon as she tasted precum. Within a few short minutes, my wife gargled the fact that she had done so and immediately, Mistress ordered the switch and physically forced my head onto the average size cock.

It was crazy as my mind focused on the fact that sucking this cock was so much easier than Master or his friends and in a strange and humiliating way, I was almost proud at how quickly I was mastering this degrading skill set. Within seconds, the stranger was shooting his warm cum into my awaiting mouth and I licked, slurped and swallowed until his nasty cum was settled in my sperm filled belly.

As the stranger pulled out of the hole, immediately the next shaft was inserted. Without an order, my wife wrapped both her mouth and hands around the average cock and went to work. My strategy would have been very different knowing that we had at most an hour to perform these derogatory acts, but my wife’s tactic was to get as many of the men off as possible.

Within a few minutes, Mistress Deana called for the switch and almost immediately, the cock was flooding my mouth with warm Anadolu Yakası Çıtır Escort thick sperm. The taste this time was horrible and caused me to gag multiple times as I fought to get the warm salty and pungent liquid down my throat.

It was nothing short of horrific as cock after cock came the hole and together my wife and I devoured each and every one. The process became quite methodical and it was only at the end that Mistress Deana pointed out the reality of what had just transpired.

A single bell went off as I finished consuming cum from another average sized white cock. Master entered the room and Mistress Deana asked me how many cum loads I had consumed down my sissy throat.

This again was the first time reality hit me given the systematic approach over the past hour. I was horrified as I answered, “I have consumed 15 cum loads Mistress Deana.”

Master bellowed and as I turned towards my wife, I saw her literally cringe at the number. Master then joked or at least that I hoped, “We will have to increase the expectation to 200 cum loads this weekend given your quick work slave.”

Still the current situation was not over as Master ordered us out of the small room and laid us down on the floor facing upwards in opposite directions such that our faces were next to each other (again our feet facing different directions). There was still a line of men that Master ushered around us. “There will be no further blowjobs offered, but everyone is encouraged to jack themselves off and soak slut and slave with your cum,” Master communicated.

Surprisingly, while some of the men left, at least 20 men remained and within seconds, there was a circle of men jerking and stroking their cocks around us. It was not long until the first male took a knee near us both and began squirting his cock load onto our faces. He continued stroking until the last droplets of cum had emerged from his shaft and he then concluded by dick slapping my face and rubbing the tip over my closed lips calling me a dirty cum loving faggot.

A second male had already positioned himself overhead and similarly, but from a higher vantage point, began emptying his warm cum onto our awaiting faces. I closed my eyes as I could feel the sperm coating both of my eye lids. I was unsure if this was a good or bad strategy but was certain there was no other way given the volume of cum that continued to shower us. Over the next half hour, we were treated in a cruel and inhumane fashion, as male after male after male unloaded their fresh warm cum loads onto our glazed and cum coated faces.

Similarly, a bell rang loudly as the last spurts of warm jism could be felt hitting my chin and forehead. My eyes were literally glued shut with dried cum and I could hear the remaining group laughing at what laid before them. Even with my eyes closed, I could see flashes and it was evident that ample photos were being taken, capturing the degradation of what had just transpired.

Master wasted no time and immediately ordered, “slave, you know what is required of you, you will open your eyes and can wipe some of that cum to be able to do so. You will then lick slut clean of the voluminous cum that has coated her face.”

I was on the brink of breaking and I felt tears well up in my eyes as I wiped the drying cum from them. When my vision restored, I was aghast at the task before me. My wife’s face was not even recognizable due to the vast amount of cum caking her face. Still, knowing that I had no option, I immediately went to work cleaning her of sticky cum.

It was such an atrocious act as I licked, slurped, and swallowed the large volume of cum from her face. As I completed this derogatory act, I could see and feel cum dripping off my own face onto hers as I did so. With each gulp, there was another as of a result of this constant dribbling and I felt queasy and ill as I endlessly lapped and consumed massive quantities of drying sperm.

Once finished licking my wife’s face and neck clean of cum to Master’s satisfaction, he spoke, “slave, even though you have plenty of cum remaining and drying on your sissy face, I am giving you credit for another 15 loads that you can log into your journal when I give you the option to do so.”

My belly was full of fresh cum and it left me feeling bloated as a result; that feeling alone had me feeling inhuman as here I was full of cum from more than 30 strangers and my sperm filled belly was giving me a reminder of this debasing fact.

Still as disgusting as I now felt, I knew that my submission and this ongoing nightmare was not even near its completion. Sir Jeremy, Sir Gilbert, Sir Sam and Sir Thomas were surrounding the bed and I knew they wanted slut’s holes. Sir Jeremy being the most aggressive as usual, positioned my wife into doggie posture with me underneath. He ordered me to face upwards with my mouth just inches from her still gaping and now unrecognizable cunt.

While Anadolu Yakası Elit Escort my own caged cock was just inches from my wife’s mouth given the 69 position, I knew there was no chance my caged boy clit would receive any benefit of its location. Sir Jeremy quickly brought us back to reality as he gripped slut’s hair roughly and tied a rope around the end creating a pony tail of sorts.

Everyone thought Sir Jeremy was going to use this as a leash to pull slut’s hair, however, Sir Jeremy had different thoughts. Next he grabbed an anal hook, secured the rope tightly around the metal hook, and then proceeded to insert the large beaded hook into slut’s reddened asshole.

This had a more permanent effect as she was now locked into an arched position, slut’s head was pulled back and her ass was arched upwards. The end result was that slut’s pussy was more inviting and exposed for Sir Jeremy to abuse. As I licked on slut’s clit, I heard her moan and felt her body shift as Sir Jeremy coarsely plugged her cunt with three fingers.

He roughly and crudely fucked her hole deeply with his long thick black fingers and yanked at the taut secured rope with his other hand while doing so. This resulted in my wife’s body twisting and contorting to try and maintain a minimum level of comfort, but all the while she was moaning in pleasure from his long fingers pummeling her cunt tunnel.

It was astounding as I could see her transformation taking place. Similar to me and my quick transformation, her mind and body were becoming programmed, the more derogatory and slutty acts she was being forced to endure, the more excited and horny she was becoming.

Sir Jeremy again pulled forcefully on the hook buried in her ass and this compelled her arched buttocks further upwards. Swiftly, he removed his thick black cock meat from his tight swim shorts and with a single and authoritative lunge, his manhood pressed through her reddened and abused cunt lips and disappeared inside of her horny fuck hole.

I continued lapping at her stuffed hole and could feel Sir Jeremy’s meaty large balls drag across my face as I did so. I stopped for a second resting my head on the bed and watched as my wife’s stretched and puffy lips were folding into her loose pussy with each deep stroke. Sir Jeremy’s massive prick cock was so large that it had her stretched pussy lips strained tightly and almost glued to his monster shaft.

As such, each formidable thrust puckered her lips inside her cunt and with each withdrawal her lips rolled back and stretched outward on his gigantic cock shaft. I was mesmerized as I watched but eventually I accumulated saliva within my own mouth, pressed my head upwards and licked and sucked on both her swollen cunt lips and Sir Jeremy’s massive shaft doing my best to lubricate the existing friction.

It was clear this was unnecessary as my wife was grunting in pleasure and gyrating her hips against his massive cock with each tight and aggressive thrust. I immediately went back to my wife’s erect clit and as soon as I did, slut begged Sir Jeremy for permission to orgasm.

Surprisingly, this time Sir Jeremy agreed and spoke crudely, “Yes my dirty slut, you may cum on my delicious and superior cock.”

Again he roughly yanked at the rope pulling her hair and ass upwards as a result and spanked her ass aggressively with the other hand as he pounded away at her insides. She widened her already spread legs as Sir Jeremy battered her stretched pussy.

My wife wriggled and tensed as a powerful orgasm overcame her; she screamed and cried out with immense pleasure as I strategically licked at her hardened and protruded clit. Sir Jeremy kept driving his big black cock into her until her body became limp.

Finally, he pulled his massive prick from her pussy with an absence of the usual “pop” and then shoved his creamy cock into my mouth and throat. It was covered in thick milky juices but strangely it did not taste the same as it previously had. Sir Jeremy noticed my subtle reaction and laughed, asking me if I was missing his warm salty cum.

Without delay, I nodded as I continued gagging on his enormous black cock.

“That is just the juicy contents your wife faggot,” he said as he withdrew his thick black member and buried it back into my wife’s gaping and inflamed cunt.

I looked and could not believe it as her pussy and his pumping cock were coated in white creamy fluid, all of which was a result of her horny oozing secretions. Sir Jeremy’s assault became even more ruthless as he gripped the rope and tugged it roughly with each deep entry.

He impaled her with his big black cock and yanked at the rope securing that her stuffed ass and pulled hair were forced upward to maximum height; my wife cried in anguish as Sir Jeremy did not relent. Tears welled up in her eyes, but he continued slamming away at her cervix in crude fashion.

Still I lapped at her clit and sucked down the flowing juices from her drenched horny cunt. As Sir Jeremy’s massive balls glided against my face they felt huge and swollen and I sensed that he must be closing in on his own orgasm. I was right and within seconds his body tensed and stunningly, my wife again begged for another orgasm as his massive prick swelled even larger deep inside of her.

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There weren’t any special lights. The music wasn’t deafening. The drinks weren’t too expensive. And, the other men in the room were very friendly.

In fact, the three other men in the room, my living room, were some of my best friends and coworkers.

Chip was the guy everyone just naturally liked. I think that’s what made him such a great salesman. Irish smile, blond hair and always, always, smiling.

Tom was the, tall, dark, and handsome one. Although the youngest in the group, he just always took control of a situation. In fact, it was his taking control that had all eight of us here, now, doing this.

Jerry was the finance guy. Great guy and on his second beautiful Oriental wife.

And, speaking of wives?

Well, Jerry’s little Sue, I don’t recall what her actual name was, is just the cutest little thing you’ll ever see. She can’t be five foot tall and her slim little body shows all the right curves.

Chip’s wife is Linda. Tall, slender frame, good posture always, the business woman type. She’s always so serious but she’s also always willing to please Chip.

Tom’s wife, Pam, is quiet, yet always smiling and, like Linda, always willing to please her husband in any way he asks. I’d say that Pam’s best feature would be her smile and the dimples it displays.

My wife, Jan, is probably the one with the figure most admired by the group. Great tits that didn’t sag one little bit. Tall, slender, and pretty. And, she’s likely the most intelligent of the group and that makes it hard for me to manipulate her into something like this.

I’m just an adventurous guy who just can’t get enough adventure. My name is Mike. I was in the military, in fact Special Forces, when I met Jan. Hell, I can’t even get within a hundred of how many females, girls and women, I had before Jan.

I never even thought about swinging because there were just so many women available for a young guy in the position I was in.

But after marriage it wasn’t long at all before I started thinking about it. Not that I wasn’t in love with Jan, but just because they were there…, and willing. I was, am, and will continue to be, totally emotionally monogamous but I just don’t think that taking a life’s partner means giving up life’s opportunities for excitement.

Jan knew this about me and we’d discussed it many times. But every time I thought she was coming to my way of thinking she’d go back to her, ‘the fantasy is the best part’, seclusion!

Hell! The fantasy is simply the foreplay to me. I’ve always been the one that thought, “if it’s worth fantasizing about, it’s worth trying.”

So, back to about an hour ago. The Red Lobster restaurant, four couples finishing their meals, the waitress bringing one last round of after-dinner drinks.

“How about we check out that new strip club we were talking about at work?” Tom threw in between Sue’s saying the shrimp had been overcooked and Pam agreeing.

“And just what strip club might that be?” Linda raised an eyebrow and looked at Chip who looked a little sheepish.

“Well,” Chip paused to consider the most politically correct response, “we haven’t been there yet, but it’s supposed to be real upscale and nice.” Chip paused another moment before adding, “and it’s going to try to appeal to couples and not just men.”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Tom looked right at Linda and continued, “let’s make sure they have at least four couples tonight, OK?” Tom paused, looked at each of the wives individually before adding, “I dare you all to go with me.”

“I’m game,” Jerry didn’t hesitate to make his vote clear, then without consulting her he added his wife’s vote, “and Sue will go to.”

“I’ll go,” Pam grabbed Tom’s arm and leaned into him, “if Linda and Jan go too.”

“OK.” Linda didn’t show any expression at all as she answered.

Now nobody even noticed that I was being quiet. Hell, everyone there knew I’d be in for anything like that. And everyone looked at Jan and I was afraid that this would be one of those ‘I hate being the spoil sport’ moments that I had to hear about for days. I guess I didn’t blame her for being put on the spot like that.

“Why do we want to go to some silly club with some women who are probably drug addicts and prostitutes?” Jan looked around the table and saw the disappointed faces of the men and the curious faces of the other women. She looked right at me very seriously, then I noticed the slight wicked grin beginning to form as she continued, “if the men want to see some ladies dancing provocatively, and even stripping, then why do we need to go out in public?”

OK, now I thought she was going to say that we have our wives to strip for us every night and that should be enough.

Jan smiled even more as she took the margarita that had just been brought, licked some salt from the rim with a slow, sensuous, movement of her tongue, licked it across her lips provocatively, Anadolu Yakası Olgun Escort and then took a sip of the drink before dropping the bomb shell. “Why don’t we go to our place and we ladies can be your strippers?” She glanced at the other women with a confident and daring look and added, “Are you game?”

Speechless is an understatement! I was disbelieving my ears.

“Sounds OK to me,” Pam spoke so quietly that I wasn’t sure I’d heard her but I was sure what she added, “I’m game if everyone else is.”

“Sue’s in.” Jerry smiled excitedly as he answered for his wife.

“Sure,” Linda still showed no emotion as she spoke, “but are we talking about only dancing for our husbands?”

“Well,” Jan glanced at Sue and Pam, then looked at Linda and finished, “we’ll all be in the same room, won’t we?” Jan thought a moment before adding, “and the reason the men wanted to go to the club was to see different girls, right?”

“Damn!” Chip spoke out loud but it was clear he didn’t mean to. He was looking at Jan’s face as she spoke but when she finished he was looking at those great tits that he never thought, until now, that he’d ever really get to see. Tom was eyeing the little Sue and it was very apparent that Jerry wanted Pam by the way he was ogling her.

Hell, I’m like the old bull that told the young bull, who wanted to run down and get a cow from the herd, “I’ll walk down and get them all!

But, I think it was obvious who the, at least, initial partners would be in this. And as I watched Jan wink at Chip, I looked at Linda and saw a rare smile on her face as she looked back at me.

We were in two cars so I can’t say what was said in the other, but in ours, the conversation was not about our intentions at all. I felt it sort of weird that neither us or Tom and Pam said anything about where we were going and what we were going to do.

When we got home the other car was already in the drive. The other two couples were on the front porch and we quickly got out of my car and joined them and I opened the front door and we all went in.

Everyone was obviously nervous.

I’m guessing the gals because of what they’d agreed, and were about, to do.

Us guys were simply in shock and excited and totally afraid that something would happen to stop this. But nothing did. Nothing at all.

“Pam?” Jan spoke as soon as everyone was in the living room. “Would you help me get the men some chairs?”

“Sure,” Pam didn’t hesitate at all, “where?”

“Let’s get the dining chairs and put them in the living room, OK?”

“Yes,” Sue spoke for a rare time, “dining chairs are good lap dance chairs.”

“And,” Jan smiled at little Sue, “just how do you know so much about lap dancing?”

“I lap dance for Jerry often.” Sue spoke with such an innocent honesty that it caught everyone off guard. “Jerry like me to lap dance for him, and I like lap dancing, it fun.”

There was silence. Jan and Pam went to the kitchen and returned with four of the dining room chairs. They placed the chairs against the open wall about three or four feet apart and told the men to take a seat.

I took the chair on the far left, Chip on the far right and Jerry and Tom took the two middle ones.

“Well,” Jan was the first to speak after the men were in their places, “since Sue’s the only one, I’m guessing,” Jan looked at Pam and Linda who both nodded agreement, “who’s actually done this, why don’t we let her show us how?”

“OK,” Sue quickly answered and smiling, added to our surprise, “but I want to dance for Tom now.”

“Let there be music.” Jan turned on the stereo and grinned as she reached to dim the lights in the room.

Pam, Jan, and Linda sat on the couch on the opposite side of the living room as Sue began to sway to the music and work, ever so slowly, her way over to, a very delighted, Tom.

Sue was turning, slowly moving forward, unbuttoning her shirt, and undoing her tight jeans, all in one incredibly fluid motion.

I don’t know about the other guys but I was rock hard by now. This cute little Oriental lady was a pro. And, damn! What a hell of a nice little body she had.

I looked at Jan and the other two ladies and noticed they were as transfixed as we were. Now I don’t know Pam and Linda as well, but I know that horny look on Jan. And it was very there!

As Sue made her final turn away, just a few feet now from Tom, I was so glad that Tom was in the chair next to me. I could tell by the smiles on Jan, Linda, and Pam’s faces that Sue must be smiling at them as she bent over, reached back and unclasped her bra letting it fall to the floor. Then she was reaching down and sliding her thin panties down her legs and stepping out of them completing the trail of clothes that led from the couch to our chairs.

Sue’s little naked butt was within an easy reach of me and it was so tempting but Anadolu Yakası Sarışın Escort I just wasn’t sure of the rules. Plus, she was dancing for Tom right now and with her smiling husbands, obvious, approval.

“Are we allowed to touch?” Tom held his hands up as Sue turned and showed us all her gorgeous little breasts and that silky soft looking wasp of pubic hair.

“When she dances for me, I sure do.” Jerry laughed as he spoke, then added, “We’re not going to have rules here, are we?”

“We’re lap dancing, not swapping wives, right?” Linda looked at a disappointed Chip as she made her statement.

“But, it’s almost impossible to lap dance without touching something.” Jerry had his sales spiel ready as he seemed to be prepared to negotiate the issue.

“It’s not that I mind contact,” Linda spoke defensively, then added, “I’m not on the pill and it’s about that time.”

I was relieved to hear Linda’s response because I was pretty certain that she was going to be my private dancer tonight. And, I sure didn’t want to draw the lady who was most hesitant to enjoy herself.

“OK, so the only rule besides ‘what plays at the Jones’s, stays at the Jones’s, is no intercourse, OK?” Jan was starting to stand up and was already unbuttoning her blouse as she spoke.

“I saw one of the girls at a club giving head to a guy once.” Chip just had to push the rules.

“We’re just drawing the line at fucking.” Pam stood up beside Jan now and also started to disrobe.

I’d been distracted by the negotiating but noticed that Sue had continued her dance as if nothing had been said.

And, she was doing as good a job as any pro I’d ever seen. She twisted, turned, swayed and swooped her little body all over and around a smiling Tom.

And my friend, Tom, was enjoying every moment of it too. Hell, so was I. The only difference is that Tom was getting to feel of those beautiful breasts, hips, thighs, and I even notice him reaching down and feeling Sue’s little ass and pussy too.

As stimulating as it was to watch Sue and Tom, it was even more stimulating to watch as my beautiful wife was taking off the last of her clothing now and was finishing her dance to a smiling Chip.

And, having never seen Pam naked before, it was a real delight to see that her body was ever bit as nice as it had been in my mind’s eye. As Pam slipped her panties down over her foot she smiled at me, but then danced her way to Jerry.

I was alternating watching Jan as she seduced Chip, and Pam as she was rubbing her body all over Jerry but quickly turned my complete attention to the last lady of the group.

Linda was transfixed with the sight of Jan sitting her naked butt in Chip’s lap and rubbing back and forth with the music.

I thought for a moment that Linda might be the link that just wasn’t going to fit.

Then I saw a smile on Linda’s face, and when I looked at what she was looking at I saw that Chip was grinning ear to ear as he rubbed his face back and forth across Jan’s large, firm, breasts.

“He’s been dying for your breasts for years, Jan,” Linda stood, began undressing, and added, “now he’s in big breast heaven.”

As Linda completed her disrobing I noticed that, although small, she had one of the nicest set of breasts in the room. Firm, but not hard like fake ones, well shaped and with gorgeous long, dark, nipples. We’re talking almost an inch and they might get longer with some talented attention from me.

Linda finally took her eyes off of her husband and my wife and began her dance across the living room to me.

I have to admit that I did want to watch every single thing that was happening with the other couples, but I also wanted to savor every second of my time with my dancer too. So, I looked deeply into Linda’s eyes, smiled, and leaned back in my seat as she approached.

“You’re beautiful, Linda.” I more mouthed the words than spoke them.

“Thank you,” Linda smiled as she mouthed her words back to me, “I’ve always thought you were the best looking guy at the store.”

OK, she might have just been being nice. She might have just been saying what she thought she should say. But, I didn’t care and right now I was glad I had her, although Sue and Pam were pretty damn hot too.

Linda approached, facing me, and leaned down and tentatively, pressed her lips against mine. I wasn’t expecting a kiss and it caught me off guard so my lack of response was probably misinterpreted.

I looked over, saw that Chip and Jan had been kissing too and realized that, that, is what probably gave Linda the OK to kiss me.

Linda’s legs were perfectly shaped. Her pubic hair was thick but covered only a small patch around her vagina. Her belly was flat and she had a belly button that you could almost fuck as another orifice, a real inzie.

As Linda approached again I reached out and placed my Anadolu Yakası Şişman Escort hands on her thighs and felt how soft her flesh was. She swayed in my embrace and I pulled her gently forward allowing my face to be close enough to smell her heat.

I let my hands wonder up her thighs and over her hips until I was feeling up her sides to each side of her perfect breasts. Then I reached slightly behind her and pulled her gently toward me, and this time it was me who was, initiating the kiss.

Linda’s lips were soft. I felt her continue to sway as our lips remained pressed together.

Then she broke the kiss and turned away from me. She looked back over her shoulder as she allowed herself to almost sit in lap, but maintaining her legs support, she rubbed her naked ass across the bulging crotch of my jeans, not once but several times.

Linda stood again, took several dance moves to turn back around, then straddled me and placed her mouth on mine once more.

Now Linda can kiss! Man, can she ever kiss. Her lips, her tongue, and even her soul was in that kiss. I think we might have been kissing for several minutes before I was aware that she was also dry humping my cock through my jeans. Well, it was dry inside my jeans, (at least so far), but she had the zipper and outside pretty darn wet.

When we finally broke the kiss Linda had her arms around my neck and leaned back, allowing my cock to rub against her ass as well as her pubic area. I began to hump back against her and, leaning forward, managed to get one of her sweet breasts in my mouth.

As I sucked that long nipple I felt it get even harder and, amazingly, longer.

We continued to dry fuck each other and I alternated from one nipple to the other sucking them like I might suck a small penis.

I knew I wouldn’t cum. I seldom cum without vaginal intercourse. But, I didn’t care. I was having one of the best sexual experiences of my, very experienced, life.

I felt Linda humping in a different, and more assertive, manner now so I reciprocated accordingly.

I now removed the hand that I’d been holding the breast I was currently sucking, keeping the other still on the other breast, and let it slide down Linda’s belly to her pubic area.

I began to suck her nipple even more aggressively as I also rubbed her very swollen and wet clitoris.

Linda responded by hunching against my hand, as well as my cock.

I could tell she was getting close so I allowed a finger to enter her and found that ribbed area easily. Linda was pushing her breast hard against my face and fucking my finger with earnest now.

She stopped her motion for the first time and then lurched hard against me. Then, stopping again she pushed my face away from her nipple and gave me my life’s second best kiss as she lurched her pelvis again onto my finger.

Have you ever felt a woman’s insides as she really cums? You know, that wet, but squeaky clean feel? Well, along with her muscles contracting on my finger, I felt it very much right then.

I so wanted my cock to be inside that pussy at that moment but knew it just wasn’t going to happen. But I also relished the experience I’d just shared with Linda.

“God, fucking, damn,” Linda whispered in my ear as we broke the kiss and she had calmed down a bit, “pardon my French, but,” she looked at me and grinned, “God, fucking damn!”

“I totally agree,” I smiled back at her and leaned in and gave her a nice, quick, kiss on the lips before adding, “in any language, Linda, you’re really a hot young lady.”

For the first time in what seemed hours, I looked over at the others.

Beside me, Tom had his pants undone. Who knows if he’d done it or if Sue had, but his pants and his underwear were around his knees.

Sue was sitting in floor, still naked, in front of him and was slowly stroking his cock.

It was obvious that they’d been watching Linda and I. I looked to see if there were any signs that Tom had cum but realized that, if he had, Sue must have taken the evidence in some way or the other.

Pam was sitting in Jerry’s lap. She was slowly lifting her body up and down in a manner that appeared they were still slowly fucking. I could tell that Jerry still had his slacks on, but his fly could certainly be open.

By the looks on their faces it appeared that, whether actually fucking or not, they’d both been satisfied.

Jan was sitting in the floor in front of Chip just like Sue was with Tom, only Chips pants were still on. But, his fly was open and Jan had Chips soft penis in her hand, fondling it idly.

The mass of white cum on Jan’s breasts told the story there.

People began to get dressed or just get organized a little better. I, for one, hadn’t undressed at all but it did take some adjustments to be able to stand.

“What played at the Jones’s,” Jan spoke in a rather cheerful voice as she broke a long moments silence, “stay’s at the Jones’s.”

“Absolutely!” Chip responded first.

“Totally.” Pam was still dressing as she spoke.

“Here, here.” Jerry, Tom and I affirmed almost as if we’d rehearsed it.

“And next time,” Linda surprised everyone when she confirmed what all of us must have been thinking, “it can stay at the Smith’s, OK?”

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Amy is best described as petite. She is 4 ft. 11 in. tall. She has short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her breasts fill a B cup bra. She has legs all day long and knows it. She loves showing them off. All of her dresses and skirts are short. She is 25 years old and has been married to John for 5 years. He is the love of her life and vice versa. She is the secretary for a department manager in a large corporation.

John is 6 ft tall and weighs 185 lbs. He has brown hair and brown eyes. He was the manager of a supermarket. When John was 18 he had the mumps. He was one of the very few who developed orchitis. He is able to function sexually, but he is sterile. His 7 in. cock is enough to keep Amy very happy. They have sex about twice a week.

Every other Friday night Amy and three of her friends from work have a girls night out. They have a few bars they like that have good dance bands. On this particular night they picked The Club. Amy arrived a little early. Her three friends car pool so they will all come together. Amy sits at the bar and orders a drink. He phone rings.

“Hi, where are you guys?”

“Is your spare flat too?”

“An hour? I may not wait that long. I feel a little uncomfortable being here alone. If I’m not here when you guys get here, that will mean I went on home.

“OK, see ya.”

She has half a drink left. She decides to have one more and leave it they don’t show.

She is sipping her drink and a large man walks up next to her. He is well over 6 ft. tall and is as black as night. He orders a drink, looks at her and smiles. She returns his smile.

“Hi, my name is Brian.”

“I’m Amy. Nice to meet you.”

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?”

“It’s girls night out and my friends had a flat tire.”

“Ah yes. Meet with your friends, have a couple of drinks, dance and go home.

“That’s it, but it’s not working out that way tonight.”

“Well, there is no reason why you can’t have a good time while you’re waiting. Would you like to dance?

“Sure, why not.”

They dance one dance and she excuses herself and goes to the ladies room. As she walks away Brian reaches in his pocket and pulls out a little plastic packet. He tears off the corner and dumps some powder in her drink, It dissolves and disappears. He waits for her to come back.

‘One more dance and I’ll buy you a drink.”

“OK. Let’s go.”

She takes a sip of her drink and they move to the dance floor. The music stops and he suggests they dance the next song too. They dance to one more song and go back to their seats. She takes another sip and feels a warmth come over her. She finishes the drink and Brian orders another.

“If my friends don’t show up after this drink I’m going home.”

He pulls her to the floor as the band starts a slow set. He pulls her close. He is watching for signs that the drug is working. As they float around the floor she pulls closer to him. He smiles.

Her nipples are tingling and her pussy is getting wet. He pulls her close and pushes his half hard cock against her. He hears a small gasp and she pushes against him. Her pussy is getting her panties wet. The dance one more and go back to the bar. He leans over and kisses her. He knows she is ready for him. She moans and gives him her tongue. He sucks up her tongue and licks her lips. She moans and pulls him closer. The chemical is taking over her mind and body.

“How about we go and take care of that little fire that’s burning in your pussy.”

“Oh god, yes. How did you know.”

“I can see it in your eyes. Your pussy is wet and ready, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Let’s go to your place.”

“You go out first. I’ll be right behind you. Just wait a few minutes and I’ll be there.”

Amy walks out and stands by her car. After a few minutes, Brian walks up. He takes her in his arms and kisses her. She moans and wraps herself around him. He breaks the kiss.

“Take your panties off and give them to me.”

She takes them off and hands them to him.

“Here. They’re all wet.

“Give me your keys, I’ll drive.”

He hands him her keys and they leave for his apartment.

He keeps one hand on the wheel and reaches over and puts his hand on her knee. She pulls it up to her pussy. She lifts her ass and pulls her skirt up. He slides his finger in her wet pussy. She scoots forward in the seat and opens her legs for him. She moans and holds it in her. She spreads her legs wider, lifts her feet and puts them on the dashboard. He has complete access to her. She reaches over and unzips his fly. She pulls his cock out and gasps. She sees her white hand on his huge black cock and a thrill runs through her body.

“Oh god. What a beautiful cock. It’s so big. I’ve never seen one that big.”

“Think about it going in your sweet white pussy.”

She shivers at the thought.

The get to the apartment and he leads her by her hand to his door.

“Come in, baby. This is where you get the big black cock. Are you ready for it.”

OH god yes. I’m so ready.”

He Anadolu Yakası Grup Escort leads her to the bedroom. She sees the walls are all covered with mirrors and there is one over the bed.

He sits on the bed.

“Show me that beautiful body. Take off your clothes.”

She hurries and undresses. She tears her dress in her haste for him.

“Easy, baby. We have all night.”

He pulls her to him and tweaks her nipples. She moans and pushes them to him.

“Yes. Yes. My nipples are on fire. Suck them for me.”

“Look in the mirror and watch me suck your nipples.”

A thrill runs through her as he sucks and twists them for her. She moans and groans. Her pussy juice is running down her legs.

“Oh fuck. I’m so wet for you.”

“Take my clothes off. I want you to get my black cock ready for your white pussy.”

She quickly undresses him.

“She looks at his cock. “

How big is it. It must be a foot long.”

“Just a little over ten. Do you think your pussy can take it.”

“It will or I’ll die trying. I want that monster in me.”

He moves back and lays on the bed. She kneels between his legs.

“There it is, baby. Suck it and fuck it.”

She holds it with both hands. She sees her white hands on it. A shiver runs through her. She leans down and kisses it. She inhales his scent as her pussy juice drips down her legs.

“Oh what a beautiful cock. It’s so big and black. It’s going in my little white pussy.”

As she says it the thrill runs through her again.

“Look in the mirror and see that white girl holding that black cock.”

She looks and shivers again. The contrast is overwhelming her.

She starts licking it to get it good and wet. She wants it in her pussy now. She moves over it and rubs it on her pussy lips.

“Watch in the mirror. Watch yourself take that big black cock up in your white pussy.”

She watches herself like it’s another person. She pushes down and feels his cock opening her pussy. It stretches open and the head pops in. She squeals and cums.

“See that big black cock in your pussy?”

She looks and sees his black cock in her. The thrill runs though her body again.

“Take it baby. Take it all the way in.”

“Oh shit. It’s so big. My pussy is so stretched. I gotta go slow.”

She works up and down, taking a little more each time. It hits bottom and there is still two inches left.

“Oh fuck yes. So fucking big. My pussy is full of big black cock.”

The chemicals have taken complete control of her mind and body. Her husband or the possibility of getting pregnant never comes to mind.

“You still have two more inches to take. Push down and take it all. Put the head against your cervix and push is in.”

“Oh fuck. No one has ever been in this far. This is so fucking hot.”

She pushes down slowly and feels her cervix open slightly. His cock is slowly entering it. She pushes a little more and it opens more. He thrusts up and it all goes in. He screams and cums hard.

“Oh fuck. It’s in all the way. Holy shit, that is so good.”

He flexes his cock and the head swells in her. She cries out and cums again.

“Yes. Yes. Cumming on your big black cock. Big and hard. Oh god, yes.”

“Look in the mirror again. She that married white pussy full of black cock.”

She looks and the thrill runs through her body again. Her pussy juice is running all over his cock and balls.

“Stroke it just a little. Keep it in your cervix. Milk it with your pussy. I have a big load of cum waiting for you. It’s going in that hot married white pussy.”

She takes little strokes and his cock moves in and out of her cervix. Her clit is rubbing on his pelvis bone. He holds her hips and controls her strokes.

“Fucking a big black cock with my married white pussy. Yes. Yes. Big black cock in me.”

“Work it baby. Make it shoot my hot cum in you. Take my black cum in your white pussy.”

He lets her work a while and pulls her off. He gets behind her and pulls her ass to him. He lines his cock up with her pussy and takes her in one slow stroke. She screams and cums as his cock goes in her cervix again. He grabs her hair and pulls her back. He back drops and her ass comes up. He goes in a little farther. She screams and cums again. Her cervix grips his cock just behind the head. All of his cum will go in her womb. Her pussy muscles are squeezing him hard. He can’t hold back any longer. He pulls her back by her hair and starts pumping his cum in her. She is screaming with each shot of his cum. Her orgasms run together. She looks in the mirror and sees him taking her. The thrill adds to her orgasm and she faints. He keeps pumping in her till his balls are empty. He lets her drop and falls beside her.

He waits for her to come back. She looks at him and moves onto his chest. She kisses him all over his chest and neck.

“Holy fucking christ. I fainted. I’ve never cum like that. You fucker, you’re going to kill me.”

“Don’t worry, Anadolu Yakası Manken Escort baby. No one ever died from cumming. Look up in that mirror. She that white woman that’s full of black cum. Look at her.”

“She looks really fucked out and she has all of his cum in her.”

“I think you’ve never been blacked before. Is that a little turn on for you?”

“It’s fucking amazing. You’re my first one. If I had known it was this good I would have done it long ago.”

“You’re my first white pussy too. It’s something I always dreamed of. Having a hot white pussy on my black cock. I should thank you for that.”

“Well, you’re going to get a lot more before I’m done with you. It’s the best I ever had.”

She slowly jacks his wet cock. She watches herself in the mirror as it fills with blood. She move down and kisses it. The thrill hits her again.

“I want you again. I want more of that monster black cock. I want more of your hot black cum too.”

He moves over her and puts his cock head on her pussy lips.

“Guide it in, baby. Show me how much you want it.”

She takes it in both hands and pushes up. The head goes in and she moans and cums. She grabs his ass and pulls him down. She looks up in the mirror and she sees his big black body covering her. The thrill hits her again. She sinks her nails in his ass cheeks and locks her legs over his thighs. She watches his black cock slide into her.

“Fuck me. Fuck me. Push that black cock all the way in me and fuck me.”

He slowly pushes down and enters her cervix again. She screams and cums as it stretches her out.

“Yes. Yes. Big black cock in my cervix. Yes. Yes. Yes. I’m ready for your hot cum.”

He strokes in and out. His bone hits her clit and his cock reams her cervix out. She is humping up, meeting every stroke.

“Give it to me. Give me that hot cum. Squirt that hot black cum in my hot white married pussy. Fill me again.”

She milks him hard and feels his cock swell. His cock head flares in her cervix and the scream together in mutual orgasm. She sees his black ass thrusting in her in the mirror. She keeps milking him, draining his balls in her. All of his cum goes in her womb.

“Oh fuck. Hot pussy taking all my cum. Hot married white pussy. So fucking good.”

He rolls of her and his cock slides out. She pushes her body against him.

“Damn, girl. You have the hottest pussy I ever had. I never thought that little pussy would be able to handle my cock. You’re amazing.

“You’re amazing too. I never had a cock in me that far and I never in all my life came that hard. I am coming back for more and more.”

“You’re staying here tonight. What are you going to tell your old man when you get home?”

“I’ll tell him some guy dropped a date rape drug on me. It happens a lot. He should buy it.”

He thinks, ‘Holy shit. She doesn’t even know I drugged her. She thinks it was just the alcohol.’

“I’m sure glad you can’t handle you liquor.”

“I think that bartender was a little heavy handed. It hit me really hard.”

“It sure made you hot. And I was lucky enough to be there.”

“Another thing that amazes me. I never thought about going black. The way it thrills me is amazing.”

“It must have been somewhere in you mind and it just came out. Seeing your white skin on my black skin makes me hot too.”

“I’m gonna sleep with all your hot black cum juice in me. It feels so good in there.”

“Snuggle up to me and lets get some sleep. I’ll give you some more in the morning.”

She cuddles up to him. He pulls the blankets over them and they fall asleep.

Amy wakes the next morning. She sits up and rubs her eyes. She looks around and sees she is alone. She sits on the side of the bed and pulls a blanket around herself. He mouth tastes like the bottom of a bird cage. She sees a bottle of water on the night stand and takes a big drink. She rinses her mouth out and takes another. She doesn’t know, but Brian added some chemical to it. It has just enough to maintain her desire. She sits, sipping the water and remembering last night. She remembers how hard she came on Brian’s cock. It flashes in her mind that she doesn’t use birth control and she may get knocked up. A little panic creeps into her mind.

She looks around and finds the bathroom. She adjusts the water and gets in the shower. The drug starts taking control again. The thought of maybe getting pregnant gets pushed out of her mind. Her pussy starts to want a cock. She hurries and finishers her shower. She dries off and goes looking for Brian. She finds him naked in the kitchen making pancakes.

“Mornin, baby. How you doing this morning.”

“I’m good. I was looking for you.”

“You found me. Sit down there and have some breakfast.”

“I’d rather fuck you first.”

“You’re hot for it aren’t you baby. Eat and then we can go fuck. I want some more of that white pussy.”

“Good, because I want some more of that big black cock.”

She quickly eats some pancakes Anadolu Yakası Masöz Escort and drinks some coffee.

“Three is something I want you to do before we fuck. I want to shave your pussy. Part of my dream was a white pussy that was shaved.”

“I’ve never done that, but I can just for you.”

He takes her in the bathroom. He sits her on the counter and gets everything out. She leans back and spreads her legs. He takes his beard clippers and cuts it all down short. He squirts shaving cream on is hand and rubs it around. He carefully shaves all around her asshole and pussy.

“Beautiful. A hot white shaved pussy. Hang on while I rub some lotion on it.”

He gently rubs lotions on her. He notices her pussy juice is running down her ass crack.

“You’re all wet for me. Let’s go fuck.”

“You’re on, big boy. Let’s get that big black cock in my pussy.”

She grabs his hand and leads him to the bedroom. She pushes him back on the bed and crawls on his chest. He grabs her by the waist, lifts her and holds her over his face. He slowly lowers her on his mouth. She cries out as his tongue touches her pussy lips. He lets go of her and holds her breasts. He licks her pussy and tweaks her nipples.

“Is that good, baby? You like how I eat your pussy?”

“Fuck yes. You mouth is so good. Don’t stop.”

He licks and sucks on her pussy. Her juice is getting all over his face. He sticks his tongue in her and puts his thumb on her clit. He rubs it a little and she howls and cums hard.

“Fuck yes. OH shit. Cumming on your face. Yes. Yes.”

He waits till she stops cumming and lifts her again. He holds her over the head of his cock. He lets her down till her pussy lips touch his cock.

“Take it, baby. Show me how much you like my black cock. Take it up in your hot white pussy. Watch in the mirror as is goes in.”

She looks in the mirror and the thrill hits her. She holds it and slowly takes the head in. Her pussy lips open and close on the crown. She gasps as it stretches her out. She looks in the mirror again and slowly takes his cock up in her. It hits bottom and she pushes down a little. She feels is touch her cervix.

“Take it, baby. All the way. Put the head where you want my hot black cum.”

She pushes and feels it open for his cock. She drops and takes it all at once. She screams and cums. Her orgasm rockets through ever nerve in her body.

“Oh fuck, so fucking good. I got it all in. It’s ready for you hot black cum.”

She starts working on it with just her muscles. She keeps the head in her cervix. She squeezes and grinds on his bone.”

“Watch yourself. Look at you taking my big cock in you. Watch when you cum.”

She looks at herself riding his big cock. The thrill runs through her again. The black on white thrill makes her pussy squeeze him harder. He juice is running all over him. She squeezes and grinds faster and faster. She cums three times before she feels his cock swell. She gives one last squeeze and grind and his cock flares in her and shoots hot black cum in her. She screams and cums again.

“Good girl. Take that hot cum. Take it in you white pussy. Drain my balls in your hot pussy.”

“Oh fuck. So fucking good. Yes. Yes. Hot black cum in my hot white pussy. Oh god, yes.”

She rolls off him, trying to breathe. She lays her head on his shoulder and hooks her leg in his.

“So fucking good. My hot black lover with a big black cock. I’m in heaven.”

“I’m there with you, baby. No one has ever fucked me like you do. You are the best I ever had.”

“I’m gonna fuck you one more time like you like it. Then I’m going home.”

She grabs his slimy cock and starts licking their cum juice off it. She jacks and sucks on it. She watches it fill with blood. It come up full hard and she moves over it. She drops on it and takes half of it in one stroke. She pulls back out and takes it all.

“Oh fuck. Yes. Yes. So fucking big and hard. What a great cock. Big and black.”

“Work it baby. Work that white pussy on it. Watch your white pussy take that black cock.”

Se looks in the mirror and once again the thrill hits her. She shivers and pushes down and takes it in her cervix again. She squeezes him and grinds bringing herself to orgasm two more times. She feels it swell in her and starts cumming. She holds the head with her cervix and milks it. It swells and squirts hot black cum in her. They both cry out in orgasm. He holds her down, squirting every drop he has left in her. He pulls her down on his chest and hugs her. She is mewing and trying to breathe. He pussy keeps milking his cock. It slowly deflates and slips out.

“Oh baby. You make me cum so fucking hard. I’m never going to be able to say no to you. We have to work something out so we can keep this going. It’s possible that I might get pregnant, but I don’t give a fuck. I’ll deal with that if it happens. The black on white and the possibility of getting pregnant is a thrill I can’t resist. I know I want more and more of you. Fucking you is almost a religious experience. You make me talk to god.”

“The possibility of you getting knocked up never entered my mind. I just assumed you were on birth control. If you want to keep fucking me, all you have to do is call me and I’m here, ready for you hot white pussy.”

“I have a feeling that I’ll be working late a few nights a week from now on.”

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Dr. Lydia Martin’s intercom buzzed. “Yes?” she said, still looking over a file she had begun.

“Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here,” said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. “The one referred by Dr. Jefferson.”

Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. “Send him in,” she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses.

Momentarily the heavy wooden door to her office opened and Barb, a pretty, petite redhead, held the door for an early-50’s trimly-built male. He entered tentatively. Lydia remained behind her desk, her hand extended in greeting.

“Mr. Mullins, I’m Dr. Martin. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Brad Mullins. I’m glad to meet you,” said the man as he walked to the desk to shake Lydia’s hand. He was in apparent good physical shape and was well dressed in an Izod golf shirt and gray slacks. He wore black slip-on style dress shoes. Lydia liked his sincere brown eyes right away.

“Take a seat, please,” she said, motioning her patient to the chair in front of the desk. At the same time she seated herself once again behind the massive antique cherry wood desk that was her pride and joy. She had designed the office around the desk, having matching bookcases installed to hold the hundreds of tomes related to her profession of psychology. Also matched in wood and color was a tall, two-door armoire behind her. “I understand Dr. Jefferson suggested you see me.”

“Yes, he did.” Brad Mullins seemed nervous. “He said you are an expert on, uh, on…”

“Deviant sexuality,” said Lydia matter-of-factly. “Yes, I’ve been practicing for 12 years and have specialized in that area for 10 of those years. And I understand you have a fairly unusual fetish.”

“I guess I do. I’ve really never been able to talk to anybody about it before. It’s really embarrassing and Dr. Jefferson was the first person I’ve actually admitted it to. So…I guess he explained it to you, right?”

“Yes, and Mr. Mullins, don’t be embarrassed. Sexual attraction in humans is a very complex thing. Be glad that what you are attracted to is not anything that will get you in legal trouble. That’s the good news. But, I do understand that this has caused you great stress. I would like to discuss your abasiophilia with you at length and understand your particular case better. Then we’ll talk about treatment options.”

Mullins appeared curious now. “That’s what it’s called? There’s a name for it?”

Lydia shifted in her chair and watched Brad Mullins’ face carefully. She knew he was petrified to openly talk about the desires he had kept pent up his whole life. He no doubt considered this his ugly “demon,” the thing that he had never discussed with anybody. These situations were always tricky in the beginning because it took time for her patients to become comfortable enough to spill their guts.

“Yes. Abasiophilia. It is an attraction to people who use wheelchairs, braces, crutches, and so-forth. It’s a paraphilia, which just refers to any abnormal sexual desire. Let’s just put it on the table, OK? Basically, you are attracted to disabled women, as I understand it from Dr. Jefferson. Why don’t you relax and tell me all about it. Start from your earliest memories.”

“Wow. Yes…OK. This is tough, especially because you’re a woman. But that may actually make it easier now that I think about it…I really didn’t feel I could tell all this to a man.”

“Good. Why don’t you go over to my couch there and stretch out. Really try to relax and clear your mind. I’m going to ask you to close your eyes from time to time to really focus.”

Brad Mullins moved to the elegant dark red leather couch and lay down.

“Now…start at the beginning. When do you first recall being aware that you had these desires?”

“When I was about 5 years old, I remember going Anadolu Yakası Fetiş Escort the optician with my mother. She needed new glasses. There was a very pretty lady who worked there and she was crippled. She wore a long leg brace that had white leather bands around her right leg and she walked on crutches. The forearm kind. Do you know what I mean?”

“Yes, I do. I know exactly the type you’re referring to. The metal kind with a single upright and arm cuffs below the elbow. Go on.”

“Right. Exactly. And that was the first time I had ever seen those. Well, this woman had polio, I guess. But she walked on those crutches very fast, and she swung herself around the optical shop showing frames to my mother. I thought the white leather on her brace was wonderful and I loved the way she kind of threw her legs a little bit sideways through the crutches as she went. And I remember having an erection right there in the store…the first one I remember…ever. I went up behind her and touched the brace…my mother didn’t see me do it but the lady looked down at me and smiled.”

“She didn’t say anything?” asked Lydia.

“No, because I backed off right away. But she knew I had done it. Wow…I remember that thrill to this day. And I was only five!”

“So what are you attracted to most? Braces?”

“No…actually I think the biggest thing for me is crutches. I really don’t get excited much by women in wheelchairs. It’s the movement of a woman on crutches that gets me more than anything. And…especially if she has one leg shorter than the other one. That will really get me fired up.”

“Is there anything other than disabled women that turns you on?” asked Lydia. “How about feet?”

“Oh my gosh…how did you know?” asked Mullins incredulously.

“Just an educated guess. A great number of men with abasiophilia also have a foot fetish to one degree or another.”

“That would be me. I absolutely love beautiful feet. Not as much as a woman on crutches, but a pretty foot with a nice pedicure is very much on my radar screen.”

“OK. Now, Mr. Mullins…let’s get back to women on crutches. I want you to close your eyes. Don’t open them until I tell you. Think and focus on your most recent experience now. I don’t mean anything you may have seen on the internet…I mean the most recent disabled woman that has really excited you.”

Brad Mullins felt this was a little odd, but he closed his eyes dutifully and began to think.

“It’s been a while. You know, most disabled people today use wheelchairs. Everything is accessible, or just about. You almost never see people on crutches on the street anymore. But, there was one woman about two years ago that nearly sent me over the edge.”

“Tell me about her. In detail. Describe everything you remember.”

“I was at lunch with a friend of mine…a woman I dated at the time. We’ve broken up since. But we were eating in a nice white-tablecloth place downtown. There was a large table right across from me with about ten people in business suits around it. There were just two women and the rest men. But, one woman was clearly the boss, or at least was in charge of the lunch discussion. She did most of the talking and it was obvious that she had some authority because everybody else was paying careful attention to what she was saying. A couple were even taking notes. It was a round table and she was facing me with her back to the wall. She was very nice looking…probably about 45 or so…red hair…nice figure. She picked up the check just as we were finished with our lunch as well and were about to get up.”

“Then what happened?” With this, Lydia stood quietly and opened the armoire behind her.

“Then the most amazing thing happened. As all the others at her table got up to Anadolu Yakası Gecelik Escort leave she reached down behind her and picked up two forearm crutches that I had not been able to see. They were on the floor against the wall. She got her arms into the cuffs and did some very exciting maneuvering on them as she made her way out from behind the table. They all left then and this woman had the most amazing gait…she had a rhythm that I can’t even describe. Her legs were thin and sort of flaccid. She had on navy blue sling-back shoes…not orthopedic shoes. No braces. But she did have a small build-up on her left shoe…maybe just an inch or so. She sort of half-walked, half-swung on her crutches. She picked her legs up high and they came down in sort of a one-two, one-two, ‘flop’ thing that just drove me crazy. The combination of being an obvious professional, being so well-dressed, in charge…authority figure, you know…and being so very, very crippled just made fireworks go off for me.” Mullins’ eyes were still closed. “My date had to tell me to stop staring,” he continued, clearly excited. An erection had begun to build.

“Is there anything else you remember about the encounter?” asked Lydia.

“Actually, yes. I remember that when she got up and started to move from behind the table she kind of caught one foot on a chair. She seemed stuck for just a second. And the expression on her face was amazing. It was like I could read her mind. She stared down at her leg and she was mad. It was like a showdown between her brain and her leg, and it was, like, “I’m in charge here and I’ll be damned if I’ll allow my muscles to NOT obey.” I’ll always remember that look.

As her patient was talking, Lydia very quietly removed her own forearm crutches from the armoire and slipped them on her arms. She carefully moved her plush leather office chair aside and took a silent swing out from behind the desk. She smiled to herself and looked down at her polio-stricken left leg, nearly four inches shorter than her right. She was wearing a pair of classic penny loafers in two different sizes. The smaller one—a size 4—on her left foot pointed nearly straight down. It dangled freely over the carpet. Her normal right foot, in its size-6 loafer, bore her weight.

Another couple of quick, short swings and she was standing next to the couch where her patient was lying. Lydia’s crutches were gray, and were custom made in one-piece construction. They did not produce the telltale “clicking” that would have tipped Brad Mullins off. She wanted to be a total surprise to him.

“Mr. Mullins, you may open your eyes now,” she said as she stood next to him.

When his eyes opened he gasped. What the…? Is this some kind of bad joke?

“Not at all. Do you think I could fake this?” Lydia pointed at her left leg.

Mullins looked at Lydia’s crippled leg and groaned in amazement.

“No, Mr. Mullins, I’m the real deal. A bona-fide polio survivor. My left leg is 3 and 5/8 inches shorter than my right. I have a build-up for it, and I can walk on it without crutches if I’m wearing a brace. But, it’s easier just to let it hang free and use crutches because my right leg was almost unaffected. What do you think? Am I good therapy for your paraphilia problem?”

“Oh, my sweet heaven,” said Mullins. “This can’t be really happening.”

“Oh, yes it can. And, if you’ll get undressed we’ll have a sex-therapy session to help you relieve some of that sexual tension I see has built up.”

Brad Mullins looked down at the huge mound at his crotch. He then looked up at Dr. Martin, who was unbuttoning her blouse.

“What about her?” asked Mullins, motioning to the door.

“Barb knows never, never to disturb me when I’m in session. We’re very safe. Now…get those Anadolu Yakası Genç Escort pants off. The good doctor is going to administer some special techniques guaranteed to make you feel much better about your big, bad fetish.” Lydia giggled at her own bad joke. “You did come here to feel better about it, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yeah…oh YEAH!” breathed the patient. He rapidly disrobed and, once naked, helped Lydia get out of her clothes. The woman now standing before him in the nude except for her shoes was truly a fantasy come true. How often he had dreamed of seeing an attractive woman standing naked on crutches. Forearm crutches—his personal favorite.

Brad Mullins sat on the floor and removed Lydia’s left loafer, revealing a very pretty, slightly puffy, foot. Brad caressed it and began kissing her short leg feverishly.

“Hang on, there. Let’s get the other shoe off,” said Lydia. She then flexed her right knee to lower her dangling foot to the floor until it made contact. She stood on the ball of her elevated foot and lifted the other one to Brad. Mullins took its shoe off. This foot was truly beautiful, he thought, with almost perfectly formed toes and nicely pedicured nails. She wore a heavy silver toe ring on her fourth toe—rather unusual, Brad knew.

“Nice feet, Doctor. They are really very nice.”

“Thank you, Mr. Mullins. They’re all yours. Along with the rest of me. We have about 40 minutes left for therapy.”

Lydia straightened her long leg and the tiny arched foot left the ground again. Brad’s penis ached with desire as he put his arms around Lydia and kissed her supple breasts passionately. They fell back on the red leather divan and Brad kissed every inch of Lydia’s body, spending a great deal of time on her thin left leg. He marveled at how its fully-extended foot reached to just above the ankle of her right leg.

All the while Lydia was busily exploring her new patient as well. She loved the fact that he was so turned on by her little leg. It was quite a different scenario than she experienced with most men. She massaged and kneaded Brad and used her tongue on him until he moaned in ecstasy. Then he entered her and began to make love to her very elegantly. Lydia sighed with pleasure. It had been so long!

Dr. Martin rarely came out from behind her desk. Some of her patients had seen her multiple times and did not realize she walked on crutches. It was very important to her to maintain her professional decorum. She felt her lameness and her short leg would be a distraction to many, and perhaps a barrier to open therapeutic discussion for some. But, when Dr. Jefferson had called and mentioned Brad Mullins’ abasiophilia she decided it take a plunge she had fantasized for years. And it had worked. At least, she hoped it had. Brad didn’t seem too concerned about the departure from a real effort to help him deal with his fetish. In fact, maybe this WAS the best therapy after all. She certainly didn’t mind if he didn’t.

They made love for the rest of his appointment time and then the two of them got up and dressed silently.

“There is obviously a conflict of interest here,” said Lydia. “I have a professional dilemma. You came to me to try to put the fires of your fetish out. I just threw gasoline on them.”

“I’d like more therapy, please, Doctor. Maybe a little therapy over dinner Friday night. Then maybe a little more therapy at my place afterward. But, you’re right…the office probably isn’t the best option.”

“You’re on,” grinned Lydia. “Call me.”

“Thank Dr. Jefferson for the referral for me,” returned Brad with a broad smile. “It was absolutely the right thing to do.”

Lydia picked up her crutches and swung to the office door with Brad. She stood in her office as he made his way past Barb’s desk. Her receptionist was surprised to see Dr. Martin personally escort a patient to the door.

“Barb, there’s no charge for Mr. Mullins’ session today,” said Lydia. “And he won’t need follow up appointments, either. I think he’s found the solution to his problem.”

Brad left chuckling to himself as Barb sat looking at Dr. Lydia Martin as if she’d lost her mind.

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