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This is a story about a girl meeting her new Daddy. It involves the ideas of breeding, milk, and virginity.

I may continue the story and have many ideas but I would prefer to find out if you like it. Constructive criticism accepted.

I apologize in advance for type-os.

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I sat by the window watching my Daddy direct the gardeners and started to recall what it was like when I met him.

One morning Papa told me I was going to meet my new Daddy.

I tried to ask what he meant and Papa wasn’t very forthcoming.

He told me to bathe and rid myself of hair below my neck.

Mama had shown me what to do so I was already quite smooth.

“Lottie,” she said, “it is a woman’s duty to be smooth all over.”

I didn’t understand what she meant but I had been keeping myself smooth since she showed me what to the day after my 18th birthday.

“Lottie, I have a new dress for you to wear today,” Papa said as he entered my room.

“Remove your robe and stand naked before me.”

I had never been naked in front of him before and hesitated.

“Charlotte, you know it is your duty to obey your parents. Do as you were told.”

I slowly slid my robe down my shoulders; still holding it at my waist.

“Charlotte!” He ordered as he began to undo his belt.

I did as I was told to avoid punishment.

“You have grown into a beautiful voluptuous woman Charlotte. I wish you could stay with me,” he stoically stated as he ran his finger from neck to just below my belly.

There must have been draft because my nipples got really hard when he did it.

Papa noticed and ran a finger around each. To my surprise it made them more hard and made me tingle inside.

“Charlotte, you are going to make your new Daddy so happy. Your breasts are heavy, perfect for feeding babies.”

When he lifted each of my breasts in his strong hands and squeezed, it felt like a fire started in me.

Papa told me as he walked behind me, “You have a thick firm bottom your Daddy will love to punish.”

Papa whispered in my ear as he ran his finger down the cleft in my bottom, “Does this feel good Charlotte? Me touching you?”

I didn’t know what to say and stood motionless.

Papa didn’t wait for an answer and walked to my bed and opened the box he had laid there.

He approached me with a sheer cotton shift. I noticed it was a nearly see through robe, for the most part, cream in color.

After he slid it around my shoulders and tied it loosely above my breasts he pinched my nipples.

Papa moaned and I inhaled deeply. I felt my girl parts start to dampen and I realized I did like it.

He walked to the bed and lifted a brightly colored corset that he proceeded to lace and tie tightly just below the bow between my breasts.

“You are stunning Charlotte. I’m so jealous your Daddy will get to slide inside you.”

“I think you are ready to go. Go say goodbye to Mama.”

“Goodbye?”

“Yes Lottie. Goodbye for awhile, not forever.”

I was so scared. So confused. What was going to happen to me?

I looked in the mirror and realized I might as well be naked. My dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric and my breasts looked large being lifted by the corset. The little cleft between my legs was visible if I shifted just right.

“Do I get a wrap Papa? I feel naked.”

“You look perfect. Your Daddy will be so pleased. Come now. Say goodbye to Mama. You don’t want to be late.”

Dutifully I went to the parlor.

“You look so perfect Lottie. An exceptional breeder, to be sure.”

I had no idea what she meant and it made me nervous.

Papa grabbed my hand as Mama kissed me and led me to the carriage out front.

I settled into the plush cushions and waved as our coachman pulled away from the only home I had ever known.

The carriage came to a stop and jolted me awake. I realized I had been dreaming about being touched, like Papa had, and I felt my face flush.

The coachman helped me to the ground and I immediately noticed a well dressed man before me.

“Charlotte, what a pleasure to meet you in person. I knew you were the right choice.”

I tried to understand what he meant as a crisp wind blew across my nipples and I remembered yabancı gaziantep escort I was basically naked. Immediately they were harder then they had ever been and I tried to cover them, folding my arms in front of me.

“Remove your arms, we will get you warmed soon enough. You really are a stunning creature and I can’t wait until you are mine fully.”

Still trying to process my predicament, I began to appraise the man before me. Quite tall in stature, his salt and pepper hair made him much older looking then he was based on his face.

I felt vulnerable and weak as this attractive man clasped my hand and led me to the stately stone mansion. It was grander than anything I had ever seen, much less dreamed of seeing.

He led me to what was presumably a library of sorts. Bookshelves lined each wall except for the one with the hearth.

He escorted me to a rug by the fire and the warmth was a welcome sensation.

“Charlotte, my name is Master Heath, you will call me Daddy.”

He walked slowly around me and I felt more naked than ever.

“You will be well taken care of here and will be treated like a princess. There are staff to attend to anything you may need.”

He stood in front of me and reached for the ties on my corset. He did not pull them.

Daddy stood over me and my entire body flushed, tingling all over, more than when Papa was this close.

“You will obey me as you did your Papa or risk punishment just the same. I expect you to refer to me as Daddy wherever we are and respond yes Daddy when expected.”

He lifted my chin and stared into my eyes.

“Yes Daddy,” eked out of my mouth and my knees felt weak.

Daddy realized this and held me close to him and as he did a primal groan escaped his lips.

He turned me and led me to a sofa near the fire and sat me on his lap.

I was inexplicably feeling moist between my thighs as he smelled my hair and gently touched my face.

“My dear Charlotte. Do you know about sex? How babies are made?”

“Yes Daddy. Mama said a man will put his seed in a woman and if she’s lucky she will get a baby. It sounded like planting the garden to me so I didn’t ask anything more.”

“My, you are quite innocent aren’t you?”

Not knowing how to respond to that I said yes Daddy but more like a question than a statement.

“I simply cannot wait to show you.”

Daddy spread my bodice with his finger and ran it down between my breasts.

I realized that my nipples were hard again and I developed goosebumps although the room was quite warm.

Daddy loosened the ribbon in my hair and my long auburn locks fell past my shoulders.

“Have you kissed a man little girl?”

He tilted my head to face his as I answered.

“No Daddy. Just my Papa.”

Daddy responded by barely brushing his lips across mine.

It startled me and I pulled back into Daddy’s arm.

“Are you afraid of me Charlotte?”

“Yes Daddy, a little. I’m scared.”

“There is no need to be Charlotte. I promised to treat you well and soon I will make you feel very, very, good.”

He lowered his head and held my chin in his hand as he kissed my lips.

I began to tingle all over and when he kissed me again, running his tongue across my lips, briefly parting them, I felt a fire build in me.

Daddy kissed me harder, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and I realized I was kissing him back.

I felt better than I ever had before and the dampness grew between my thighs.

“Your Daddy wants to slide his big cock inside you now but I promised myself I’d take my time. Daddy wants you to want my cock in you.”

There was no time for me to process as Daddy lifted me and carried me to a room with a massive four poster bed.

Standing me at the side of the bed closest to us, my calves against the satin cover.

“Charlotte, my dear sweet baby girl. The daughter I have always wanted. I’m going to make you mine. To make you want to beg for my cock, maybe not now, but you will. You are going to be a good girl and not disappoint me are you?”

“No Daddy. I’ll be good. I’m scared Daddy.”

“Don’t be. I’m going to make you a big girl.”

He stepped back and gaziantep yabancı escort slowly parted the bodice of my dress, just far enough to expose my nipples. Again, I wasn’t cold, but they were almost painfully hard. Daddy noticed.

“I can’t wait to suck these. To watch you feed our babies. To see you drip milk.”

“My cock is so hard for you already,” he said softly as he pinched my nipples, fueling the fire inside me.

“Let’s get you out of these constricting garments.”

I stood motionless while my new Daddy released me from my corset. Every motion he made was slow and deliberate and it made my wetness increase.

Gently he parted my gown and slid it off my shoulders. He ran his fingers gently over my body, barely touching me, and I again felt weak.

Daddy once again sensed this and pulled me into him. He stood beside me and I felt a hardness against my hip.

He traced my body with a finger appraising me aloud as he did.

“This small belly is going to be so sexy when Daddy fills you.”

“And this, this is going to beautiful when I stick my cock…what have we here?”

My wetness was evident as he ran his finger down my cleave.

“I. I. I don’t know Daddy? Is something wrong with me?”

I became nervous thinking Daddy wouldn’t want me.

“No. No. You are perfect. You are wet because you like me touching you. Don’t you?”

“I don’t know Daddy. It feels very nice when you touch me and I am getting all tingly there.”

“Here? Your pussy. My pussy.”

With that he slid his finger in my slit again and brought my wetness to his mouth.

“You taste so sweet baby. I’m going to try and be gentle. Taste yourself,” he stated as he dipped his fingers in between my legs and slid them in mouth.

“Do you taste good little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. I think so.”

“You do indeed. We’re going to work on you undress me. Help get my cock ready to put in you.”

“Unbutton my vest and then his shirt.”

“Yes Daddy.”

I was so nervous my hands were shaking but I managed to unbutton them.

“Slide them down over my shoulders now.”

I didn’t speak but stood on my toes and pulled the clothes down as directed.

My Daddy looked strong. His shoulders were wide and his skin tanned by the sun.

“You are being such a good girl. You please me.”

His words of praise seemed to make my pussy even wetter.

“Unbuckle my belt Charlotte and undo my trousers. Kneeling is one way to do this. Why don’t you try?”

“Yes Daddy.”

I lowered to my knees as I was told and my face was nearly touching his crotch, he groaned. His cock was hard and very near my face.

Sheepishly, I undid his belt and pants and remained kneeling before him.

“Pull them down little one. First my pants and then my underclothes.”

I hadn’t thought about it until he asked me but I was entirely naked and Daddy was about to be.

I did as instructed and his hard cock nearly slapped my face as I freed it.

“Very nice Charlotte,” he proclaims while placing his large hand of my head ever so gently.

“You see how hard you made your Daddy’s cock little girl?”

Not exactly knowing if this was a good or a bad thing I assumed (incorrectly) it wasn’t good and replied I was sorry.

“Don’t be sorry. I means you are a very good girl and I can’t wait to fill you with my seed. First I want you to kiss the tip of my cock. Lick it with your tongue and make it all wet like your little pussy.”

Uncertain what to do exactly but wanting to please my Daddy I looked up at him hoping to be able to see if I was doing a good job.

I lowered my mouth to Daddy’s cock and the tip already looked wet. I licked it up and it was a little salty but almost sweet in a way.

“Lick the head of my cock. Suck it in your mouth Charlotte.”

Daddy looked like he was enjoying it and I wanted to taste more of him and I wanted to hungrily suck his head. I thought it was much too big for my little mouth.

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby.”

“I don’t think I will be able to fit much in. It looks so big.”

“It will fit, eventually, but you are going to try and take as much of my cock in your mouth aren’t we? Show me escort gaziantep yabancı how much cock you can take while Daddy imagines sliding his big cock in his daughter’s tight little virgin pussy and filling it up.”

Not wanting to disappoint my Daddy I looked him in his eyes as I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth.

It wasn’t quite as big as I thought and I sucked him in further.

“That’s very good Charlotte. Suck it in as out as much as you can.”

I continued to stare at my Daddy, sucking him in about half the length of him, I felt my wetness seep down my thighs.

“That’s so very good little girl. Let’s see how much of my cock you can take.”

Daddy pulled my head back and held it and started to plunge his cock down my throat. He watched as it made me gag and tears started to leak from my eyes.

“I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help it. Your little mouth just looked so good around my cock.”

“It’s all right Daddy. I’ll try to do better next time.”

“You make you me so happy and I just can’t wait any longer.”

Daddy lifted me to my feet and on the bed effortlessly and laid me across it sideways, pulling my bottom to the edge and spread my legs.

“Charlotte, you have the most perfect pussy I have ever seen. I’m going to put my cock in you soon but I need to touch and suck your little pussy first.”

Daddy knelt between my legs and I felt his mouth on me.

Unconsciously I moaned, I couldn’t help it, it fel so good.

“You like it don’t you little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. Your mouth feels very nice there.”

“Does also feel nice when I do this?”

Daddy stuck his finger inside me just a little and sucked on me harder. The sensation was nothing I could possibly describe.

“You taste so good Charlotte. You like me sucking on your little clit don’t you. Was it like lightning hit there?”

“Oh yes Daddy. I was trying to think of how to describe it.”

“I’m glad you like it. You are making me so happy. You are very wet baby. Ready to take your Daddy’s cock deep inside.”

“I don’t think it will fit Daddy. It’s very big. You had your finger in me and I felt full.”

“You are very tiny, very tight but my cock will fit perfectly. I’ll go slowly.”

“Yes Daddy. I think I’m ready. It will hurt?”

“Yes, some, this first time. Just for a bit though.”

Daddy lined his cock at my entrance and held it there with his hand. He leaned into me and entered me slightly as he hungrily started to suck my breast.

“I love your exceptional tits Charlotte. I’m really going to enjoy them.”

Daddy pushed his cock further in and I could feel it stretching me. He would wait and let me adjust before sliding in just a bit further.

He was playing with my titties the whole time, sucking on them, pinching them and something inside me started to build.

“That’s it Charlotte. Let it happen.”

I didn’t know what he meant but it felt so good with his mouth on me I started to buck my hips a little, all the while the feeling continued to build.

“I just knew these titties were going to love being played with. Look at you grinding in to me.”

I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying because I suddenly felt like I was going to burst and as every muscle in me started to tense my Daddy shoved his cock all the way in.

It hurt but I couldn’t stop my pussy from spasming.

Daddy rested on top of me, his cock still in me and his fingers on my nipple.

“Did it hurt a lot baby? Me forcing my cock in you.”

“It did hurt Daddy, like you were ripping me, but also good at the same time.”

“That’s because my little girl came on her Daddy’s cock,” he whispered in my ear. Slowly he slid in and just as slowly out.

He was still laying on my chest when it started to feel really good again and the feeling started to build in me once more.

Instinctively, I bucked my hips into him as he began to pump inside me harder.

Daddy was stretching me but also making me more aware of what was escalating in me.

“Your Daddy is going to fuck you now. Fill you with my cum.”

The second he started to plow his big cock into me I came again. It was like waves crashing over me and my body tensed.

“Here it comes baby. I’m going to fill your sweet pussy now.”

He thrust his cock inside me, stopping when he was as deep as could possibly be. Daddy shot his hot cum in me, spurt after spurt he filled me, it felt so warm my pussy started to spasm again. He thrust into me a few more times and when my pussy stopped clenching his cock, Daddy laid on my chest again, leaving his cock inside me.

“Welcome home baby girl.”

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It was the best night’s sleep she’d had in a long time. Even though some distant sound had awakened Stella, she still felt well rested. The bed was extremely comfortable, too. A smile came to her lips as she fondly recalled last night’s activities. It could have only been better had it just been her and Louis, but she realized that Chrissy was likely to always be around. At least, the young woman was pleasant and likeable. And Stella sort of had her first threesome.

As Stella continued to lie there, she suddenly had this weird feeling that she was not alone. Lifting her head up, she was somewhat startled to see Chrissy standing near the door.

“Good morning,” Louis’s girlfriend greeted cheerfully. “I was hoping you’d wake up on your own. I didn’t want to frighten you by doing it myself.”

“Good morning,” Stella returned groggily. “What are—”

“I’ll be a production assistant for today’s shoot. My job will be to escort you around, place you in optimal viewing spots while making sure you’re not in the way. My other duty will be to get Louis to where he should be when he is needed in the scene. You’ve got about an hour to get ready if you want to shower. I’ll also bring you breakfast. There’s a variety of pastries. Do you drink coffee?”

“Yes.”

Watching Chrissy flit out of the room, Stella realized that she was about to embark on an experience today that would likely blow her mind. She arose and glanced down at herself to discover she was nude, having simply gone to bed as she was once returning to her bedroom. It also occurred to her that having been seen by Carly, her romp with the young couple would now be common knowledge amongst the Littletonians in this house.

The en suite bathroom was as big as the master bathroom in Stella’s home back in Littleton. It would have been nice to soak in the large Jacuzzi tub, but she knew she didn’t have the time for that, so she switched the water on in the spacious shower stall. The warm water beating down on her was relaxing. She went through her shower routine, and after washing all the soap off and opening her eyes, she was startled to see Louis sitting on a bench in the bathroom. Her instinct was to cover up, but he was nude, he’d already seen her nude a number of times, and she forced herself to realize that nudity was nothing to these people.

“Good morning, Louis,” Stella offered, reaching for a towel to dry off.

“Morning, Stella. Chrissy is bringing us breakfast.”

“I know. You’ll be joining me?”

“Yeah. I hope that’s alright. Didn’t want her to have to deliver to two rooms.”

“No problem.” Stepping over to the vanity to brush her hair before quickly drying it, she noted, “You look lost. Are you okay?”

“Yes,” he responded. “Every time I do one of these scenes, I go through this mental exercise of questioning myself. What am I doing here? Why am I doing this? Is this what I really want to do? Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.”

Stella nodded and said, “I have also wondered if this was what you really wanted to do.”

Chrissy returned with a tray of coffee, three cups and a plate of various pastries. She set it on Stella’s dresser and stood in the bathroom doorway, having heard the exchange.

Louis shrugged. “I’m not sure what I really want to do. I always thought I wanted to do something with computers, information technology, and I am getting to do that with Lonnie’s company. I’m making good money with hardly any expenses. I’m going to a university I couldn’t otherwise afford. Lonnie and Carly mother me, Diane and Gwen are like big sisters, and I have the best girlfriend I could have ever hoped to have.”

Chrissy beamed.

“Not to mention getting to have sex with a lot of attractive women,” Stella added.

With a grimace, Louis revealed, “It was fun in the beginning. Now, it’s just work. You’ll see it’s not like what you watched yesterday and last night. That was fun and enjoyable. Doing it with you was fun and enjoyable.”

“That’s nice of you to say, Louis, but what you and I did was nothing like what you and Chrissy did.”

“I think what he means,” Chrissy spoke up, “is, before you, the only women he had sex with were in the porn business. They are women who, shall we say, are skilled—”

“Not ordinary women, like me,” Stella finished for her.

“On the contrary, you did what came natural. It was not scripted, it was not based on performing, it was—”

“Ordinary,” Stella again had to say.

“And that’s what he liked about it,” Chrissy revealed. “Any time you want to speak up, Louis . . .”

“She’s right,” Louis agreed. “I didn’t have to perform. We did what we wanted, what we felt.”

“And what did the two of you do yesterday and last night?” Stella wanted to know. “Looked pretty natural to me.”

“It was,” Chrissy said. “But we are also two people who—”

“Are skilled,” Stella filled in.

“Something like that.”

They followed Stella back into the bedroom where Chrissy poured coffee and they ate while Stella dressed.

“Just be casual gaziantep rus escort and comfortable,” Chrissy advised.

So, Stella wore another dress similar to last night, this time with panties, but no bra.

Chrissy grinned. “Now, you’re getting the hang of it.”

“So, have you answered your other questions, Louis?”

“Yeah,” Louis said in a tone that made it sound like he was just bemoaning. “I really am content. This is just not anything I ever thought I would be doing. Not even in my wildest dreams. Questioning myself is just more of a sanity check.”

Stella nodded her understanding. “Well, with all due respect to you, Chrissy, Louis, if you ever need to talk to an ordinary woman, don’t hesitate to call me.”

They all laughed, at which point, Lonnie entered. “I was wondering where you all were.”

“Just having breakfast together,” Louis said.

With a nod, she asked, “Can we go over the scenes?”

“Of course.”

“Do you want me to leave?” Stella asked.

With a frown, Lonnie said, “Of course, not. This is your room.”

“We are finally going to do a sequel to your screen test, Louis,” Lonnie began. “If you remember, we did three scenes under the premise that Carly was your new neighbor, and Teri and Trudy were her daughters that you met and fucked. Carly caught you and was angry, but only because she wanted you for herself. And of course, she got you.”

“I’d love to see that,” Stella commented.

“You know what?” Lonnie said, a thought just occurring to her. “We should be able shoot everything today. We’ll edit it tomorrow, and when it’s finished, we’ll screen the original and the new one the next night.”

“Great idea, mom.”

“So, the sequel,” Lonnie went on, “will be the daughters have invited you to swim at their house. The daughters are out at the pool, and you go inside for something to drink. Carly seduces you and you fuck her in the kitchen, and then go to the bedroom. The daughters will catch the two of you and argue over you. In the end, you’ll propose a compromise and do a foursome with all three women. How does that sound?”

“You wanted to do a foursome in the first one, didn’t you?” Louis asked.

“I did, but I really didn’t think of until after we shot the transition scenes and I let the crew go. And I didn’t want to overwhelm you.”

He merely nodded.

“Any questions?”

“So, you came up with this since last night?” Stella asked.

“No, of course not. I just like to irritate Carly,” Lonnie answered with a smirk.

“But Aunt Carly knew better,” Chrissy clarified. “Those two are like kids.”

“Alright. Chrissy, let’s go make sure everything is ready and then you can come back and get Louis and Stella.”

“Well, this is exciting,” Stella said.

“Just another day at the office,” Louis commented with a smile as he enjoyed another Danish. “Be more exciting if it was you.”

“If what was me?”

“If I was doing a scene with you.”

Stella was a little embarrassed by that. “I don’t think I’d be cut out for this. After all, with me it would just be ordinary.”

“It wasn’t ordinary,” Louis corrected. “It was natural. And I really enjoyed it. I hope we get to do it again.”

“Lonnie asked if I would be interested in doing a scene.”

“Would you?”

“As I said, I don’t think I’d be cut out for it.”

Chrissy reappeared with a swimsuit. “We’re all set.” She handed the trunks to Louis who quickly slid them on.

All three then headed downstairs.

* * *

Stella was amazed by all she saw when they reached ground level. Lights were set up, a couple of cameras were lying around, a make-up table was set up where two attractive ladies and Carly were being attended to, and there were cases everywhere that obviously held the various types of equipment.

Following Louis to the make-up area, Stella watched as he greeted the two women, both clad in the skimpiest bikinis. Each stood and hugged him making certain to rub their bodies against him. Stella thought to glance at Chrissy. She just had a big smile on her face.

“Stella,” Louis said, “this is Teri Russell and Trudy Jenkins. Stella is a friend of Lonnie’s from our hometown.”

The two ladies each extended a hand, which Stella took and shook, and exchanged greetings.

“How are you this morning, Stella?” Carly asked with a big grin. She was wearing a low-cut dress that showed off her big tits.

“Just fine.”

Lonnie then approached the group. “Okay, glad you’re all together. We’ll start with a shot of Louis, Teri and Trudy lounging by the pool. Louis, you will get up and come inside and go into the kitchen.” She handed him and Carly some pages. “Here’s the exchange the two of you will have, and the action. Take a few minutes to look it over and when you’re ready, we’ll begin.”

Both Louis and Carly skimmed it quickly. She dropped hers on the table.

Louis handed his to Stella. “Hang onto this for me, would you? Feel free to look gaziantep rus escort bayan it over.”

Stella glanced at it and assumed it to be a script of sorts.

The porn stars then headed off to their places, Carly to the kitchen, Louis, Teri, and Trudy out to the pool. There were a couple of light stands outside, but it was another day of sun in Los Angeles. Lonnie followed them outside, as did a man holding a video camera and another with a still camera.

Chrissy led Stella to a spot where she could observe the action outside, but not be in the way when they came in.

“Alright. Places, everyone.” Lonnie glanced at the camera operators. “Ready?”

Both nodded.

“You’ll see mom stop the action quite a bit so the still camera can take pictures that will be posted on our websites,” Chrissy whispered to Stella, who merely nodded. Stella could see the man with the still camera already at work.

“And action!” Lonnie called out.

“Anyone want something to drink?” Louis asked. To which Teri and Trudy replied negatively. “I’m going get something.” He then arose from his lounger and headed toward the door.

“Cut!” Lonnie shouted.

Both cameramen came inside to capture Louis entering.

Louis was standing outside the door, and when Lonnie called for action, he entered and walked to the kitchen. Carly was leaning against the counter and watched him enter.

“Robbi, what are you doing here?” she asked.

Stella quickly realized they were using Louis’s stage name.

“Your daughters invited me,” Robbie/Louis answered.

“They did, did they? They didn’t tell me they were inviting you. I thought we had a rule about you hanging out with my daughters?”

Robbi/Louis became nervous. “But I like them. You want me to leave?”

“No. Maybe I’ll put on a bikini and join you to keep an eye on all of you,” Carly said seductively.

“Oh, well, that would be . . . that would be . . .”

“That is, unless you want to help me out.”

“Uh, uh, what do you want?” Robbi/Louis asked nervously.

“My neck and shoulders are sore. Guess I slept wrong. Maybe you could rub it for me?”

“Gee, I don’t know, Ms. Saunders. I—”

“You know the rule, Robbi. You want to play with them, you have to play with me.”

Carly turned her back to him and he hesitantly raised his hands and started kneading her shoulders. Carly slipped the strap off her shoulder, but Robbi/Louis nervously moved it back.

“Mmmm, that feels good,” Carly purred. She casually reached around behind her and rubbed his cock through his swimsuit.

“What are you doing?’

“Just seeing if you’re interested.”

“Please, Ms. Saunders.”

She then stepped backwards pushing him against the opposite counter. Turning around, she pressed her body to his and resumed rubbing his dick. “Mmmm, you are interested.”

“Please, Ms. Saunders.” Robbi/Louis exaggeratedly glanced back out toward the pool. “If your daughters see us—”

“What do you think they’ll do?” she asked as she undid his swimsuit.

“I . . . I . . . don’t know.”

“Well, I really enjoyed our last time together.” She pushed his trunks down below his scrotum, grabbed his cock and stroked it. “Didn’t you?”

“Uh, well, uh—”

“I see the way you look at me.” She pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and then stooped down. She held his dick at the base and gave the head a tentative lick. That caused Robbi/Louis to shiver. She then started sucking him and it was too good for him not to enjoy it. His swimsuit dropped to the floor.

“Oh, wow!” Robbie/Louis said. He couldn’t help but moan his pleasure.

Carly then tilted her head to suck his balls.

“Damn, she’s good at this,” Chrissy whispered to Stella, who merely nodded.

“Cut!” Lonnie called out and Carly halted with her mouth on his scrotum as the still photographer snapped a few shots.

“I thought there would be more stops and starts,” Stella whispered.

“Not so much with Carly. When she’s with Louis, she doesn’t want to stop,” Chrissy responded.

“Alright, go, Carly.”

Carly returned to sucking him. “I’ve dreamed of sucking this cock again.”

“Oh, oh!” Robbi/Louis whined.

“Have you been thinking about this, too?” She peeled her dress down to expose her boobs.

“Yes.”

Carly licked him all over, and his scrotum, then she deep throated him, and his knees buckled.

Stella wondered if that was acting or not. But Carly was good at oral.

Carly mouthed his balls again while stroking his cock, and then she pressed her tits around his shaft and used them to jerk him.

Robbi/Louis emitted a continuous string of expletives denoting his enjoyment.

“You like fucking these tits?”

“Oh, yeah!”

Carly stood again, raised her dress above her hips, stripped off her panties, and bent over the counter. “Stick that cock in me!” she ordered.

He wasted no time in complying. But after only a few thrusts, he escort rus gaziantep pulled out and licked her pussy and asshole.

“Oh, my!” Stella exclaimed as silently as she could. She hadn’t expected that.

Carly lifted one leg and rested it against the counter and Robbi/Louis shoved his dick back inside her. She moaned her pleasure with a huge smirk on her face. Robbi/Louis reached around and grabbed her tit. He fondled it, but not so tenderly.

“Oh, fuck!” Carly yelled out.

“Cut!” Lonnie yelled.

“Are you fucking kidding?” Carly yelled, but Robbi/Louis halted while the still photographer got some shots.

“Go, Louis,” Lonnie ordered.

He resumed pounding her, amid her constant moans.

“Alright, cut!”

Carly growled.

“We’re going to move to the bedroom,” Lonnie announced. “Carly, give us the line and then cut again. Go!”

Carly pushed Robbi/Louis back and seductively said, “Let’s take this to the bedroom. Wouldn’t want to get caught, would we?” She grabbed his dick and pulled him, leading him away. Once passed the camera, she stopped.

“Okay, everyone. Take a break while we set up in the bedroom,” Lonnie said.

“We won’t get much of a view of the bedroom scene,” Chrissy said. “Only mom and the cameramen can get in. We can watch on the monitor, though.”

“Okay,” Stella said.

“So, what do you think?” Louis asked, approaching them.

“Very interesting,” Stella commented. “Seems it really is a lot of work. And this seems to be a simple story. I couldn’t imagine how a more detailed story would be done.”

“Unfortunately, the kind of people who watch these videos don’t want much story,” Louis bemoaned. “They just want the sex. I have long wanted to do a video that had a real story. I believe there’s a market for it.”

“You mean, like a regular movie but with graphic sex?” Stella asked.

“Like that space movie we watched at your house. The human man and the alien woman got together. A real inventive sex scene would have done well there.”

“Hmmm.” Stella considered that for a second. “That would have been interesting. Lonnie does not have interest in that?”

“Not so much,” Louis said.

“Too be honest,” Chrissy spoke up, “she’s just chasing the dollars.”

“What does that mean?” Stella asked.

Waiving her hand around, Chrissy explained, “It costs a lot of money to bring in all these people and four players. Louis, or Robbi Rodman, has become a popular, well-known porn star. Teri and Trudy are reasonably well-known, and of course, Carly has been around for years. And though she’s not a big draw anymore, having her in the video will carry more weight than some lesser-known older woman. So, all in all, this video should play well on our membership websites.”

“What about DVD sales?”

Chrissy grimaced. “People don’t buy many of those anymore. We’ll print a few for some of the adult stores and we might sell some online, but I wouldn’t expect us to make much from that.”

Teri and Trudy approached sipping bottles of water.

Trudy gently grabbed Louis’s flaccid cock and stoked it a few times. “How have you been, Louis?”

“Good, and yourself? Still dancing?”

“Occasionally.”

“Trudy started out as a dancer,” Louis explained, for Stella’s benefit.

“What kind of dancing?” Stella felt she should ask.

“I started out in musicals, but they wouldn’t hire me after I got into porn,” she said. “I’ve worked a few strip clubs, but the clientele in those places are not what they used to be.”

Stella nodded but had no clue what that meant.

“I wish there were more scenes to do,” Trudy said.

“So, do I,” Teri agreed. “I wish Lonnie was doing more. I really like working for her.”

Again, Stella merely nodded. There were some questions she would have liked to ask—like why Teri liked working for Lonnie—but wasn’t certain she should.

“Alright. Carly, Louis, on set. Teri, Trudy, standby,” Lonnie called out.

Chrissy moved them into position to watch a monitor as Robbi/Louis and Carly stood outside of the downstairs guest room. The videographer stood behind them, and the still photographer had already gone into the room.

“Places,” Lonnie said. “Action.”

Robbie followed Carly into the bedroom with the video camera following. They stopped beside the bed, with Robbie/Louis behind Carly. Once inside, Lonnie halted the action for the video cameraman to go in and reposition.

Though Lonnie had not resumed the action, Stella watched the monitor because the cameraman was still recording. She noticed Louis leisurely stroking his cock, obviously to keep it hard. The still photographer fired off some shots, then nodded to Lonnie, who called for action.

Carly’s dress was now around her waist and she pushed it down to the floor and stepped out of it. She bent slightly over the bed as Robbi/Louis put his hands on her ass. She bent over further and Robbi/Louis buried his face in her butt, licking and slurping. Carly lifted one leg onto the bed to give him greater access. She then crawled onto the bed on all fours. Robbie/Louis got behind her and slid his cock into her pussy.

“Cut!” Lonnie called out so the still photographer could get some more photos.

Stella noticed that Louis would pump every few seconds, again she assumed, to remain hard. The ever anxious Carly would also push back eager to get the fucking going.

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Highly recommend reading Parts 1 and 2 first.

Having had a sexually satisfying afternoon and evening the previous day, with Kyle at the office and with her husband and daughter at home, and as a result having had a good night’s sleep, Annie felt very relaxed as she arrived at the office the next morning. She was looking forward to seeing Kyle and to begin executing the next phase of Jack’s and her plan.

Kyle, on the other hand, hardly slept that night for fear that someone may have somehow peeked in through the closed blinds or heard something as he and Annie were going at it in his office. Or maybe Annie told her husband out of remorse, and he’d come looking for him. When he arrived at work the next morning, he quickly nodded good morning to staffers he passed them on the way to his office, closed his door and sat still in his chair.

Around 20 minutes later he slowly began to refocus on his whereabouts. He knew he wanted his coffee, which he generally had within a minute of arriving to work, but he didn’t relish going to the coffee machine in the staff room for fear of meeting Annie or someone saying something that would bury him in shame.

Finally realizing he had no choice, he got up to leave his office, and just as he put his hand on the doorknob, someone knocked.

Startled, he opened the door and there stood Annie.

All smiles, she greeted him,

“Good morning, Kyle. How are you this morning?”

“Uh, fine, Annie. Just fine. How are you?”

“Couldn’t be better! Can we have a little talk later in the day? There’s something I’d like to share with you.”

Kyle didn’t know what to make of it. Was he in trouble or not? He just didn’t know.

“Of course, Annie. Around closing time, if that’s ok with you.”

“Great. Enjoy your day, Kyle.”

“Thanks, you too.”

—————–

For the rest of the day, Kyle was restless due to the negative scenarios running through his head.

At 5 o’clock sharp he called Annie on the office extension line and offered she come to his office for that talk she wanted.

A few minutes later she came in, closed the door and sat down. This time he didn’t close the blinds and he didn’t lock the door.

Annie broke out in a big smile.

“Baby, I can’t get you or what we did out of my mind. I’ve been wet all day and masturbated twice in the ladies room.”

Kyle stared at her with wide open eyes, not being sure if what he heard was real or not.

As if walking barefoot on burning coal,

“Annie, I apologize if I stepped out of line yesterday. It won’t happen again.”

“Kyle, you’re not listening! What we had yesterday was amazing, and I want more and more of the same.”

He eventually let her words sink in through the mental barrier he had built up over the past 24 hours.

Rediscovering his facial muscles, he finally managed to speak.

“Annie, to say it was amazing is an understatement as far as I’m concerned. You are the most beautiful, sexiest and hottest woman I’ve ever been intimate with.”

“I’m thrilled to hear you say that, Kyle. I really am.”

“So, what did you want to share with me, Annie?”

“Well, it’s like this. As I mentioned to you in the interview, my husband Jack and I are happily married. We’ve been married over 20 years now and we’ve decided we’d like to spice up our sex life. We told ourselves that the thing we most need to avoid is a mundane sexual relationship.

“So we are into fulfilling fantasies, both the two of us together and separately.”

“How do you mean?”

“The day I started working here, I told Jack that I have the hots for you, Kyle.

“His response was, ‘Go for it, Honey.’ “

“You’re fucking kidding me!”

“I’m not, Kyle.

“Last night I told him in detail about our red-hot fuck session.”

Just for emphasis and even though it was not exactly what transpired, she added,

“He got so aroused that we immediately fucked for over an hour.”

“Annie! Are you out of your mind?!”

With a mischievous smile: “Not at all, Kyle. My husband is also great in bed.”

“You know what I mean, Annie!

“I could get in trouble for this. Your husband may want to take revenge for what I did with you!”

“Kyle, please stop reacting hysterically to something I never said or implied!”

“So why are you telling me all this?”

“Please let me get to the point.

“Last night after we showered and finally got into bed to go to sleep, Jack told me that one of his fantasies is for me to find a man that would be both acceptable and suited to my sexual preferences and someone that he would be willing to have come into our lives. He went on to explain that if I could find such a man, he would be totally turned on if this man and I had sex in our bed while he’d sit and gaziantep jigolo watch.”

Kyle just sat there with his mouth open in total disbelief.

“Baby, did you hear what I said?

“Both you and Jack are handsome hot studs as well as being kind and considerate men. You’ll get along fabulously.

“Kyle, Baby, say something.”

“Jeez, Annie, I don’t know what to say. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that something like this would or could happen to me.

“I don’t even know if I’ll be able to get it up with someone watching, let alone your husband for cryin’ out loud.”

“I know my 2 lovers, Baby. You won’t have any problem there.”

“Say you.

“What happens now? I just go to your house, take you into your bedroom, look at your husband sitting in a chair, and fuck you on your bed?!”

Annie let out a laugh as she turned to see through the office window if someone was still around. Not seeing anyone, she got up, walked over to Kyle, bent over and planted a hot wet kiss on Kyle’s lips and simultaneously caressed his bulge.

Answering his facetious question,

“Generally speaking, yes. Although we’ll take it real slow. First you and Jack can get to know each other while we have a few drinks to ease any tension in the air, and then we’ll take it from there.”

Having just tasted Annie’s lips again as she temporarily awakened his cock, “You seem to have it all figured out, Annie.”

“Trust me, Baby. Come on, take me home.”

“Where’s your car?”

“Jack brought me to the office this morning, as we planned to have you come home with me. If not, I’ll take a cab.”

“I’d really like to go home and shower and change first.”

“No need, Baby. You can shower at our place and Jack will give you one of his bathrobes.”

Kyle looked at Annie incredulously,

“Unbelievable! I haven’t even had time to digest this crazy and wild idea, and I’m already wearing your Husband’s bathrobe?!”

Annie checked to make sure everyone had left, then took Kyle’s hand, pulled him out of his chair and led him out of the office.

—————-

Snuggled up to Kyle as they drove to Annie’s home, she guided his hand to rest on her thigh under her skirt. While he caressed her, she massaged his growing cock.

They got out of the car and walked to the entrance. Just as Annie put the key in the front door lock, Jack opened the door.

Kyle, seeing Jack for the first time, practically froze on the spot.

With a most natural and friendly smile, Jack extended his hand to greet Kyle as Annie introduced them.

“Come on in, Kyle. Nice to finally meet you.”

Kyle extended his hand to Jack and managed a smile in return.

Annie gave Jack a warm kiss, said she’d go and shower and asked him to guide Kyle to the spare room so he could freshen up and to give him one of his bathrobes.

Jack closed the door as they walked into the foyer, helped Kyle take off his jacket and hung it up in the coat closet.

Placing a hand on Kyle’s lower back to guide him forward, he led him up to the spare room.

About a half hour later, Jack saw Kyle come back down in the new bathrobe he gave him to use.

“Come on in to our living room and get a load off your feet. I’m sure you’ve had a long day as usual.”

Going to the bar Jack asked,

“What’s your preference, Kyle?”

“Scotch is fine. Thanks.”

While preparing the drinks, Jack thought, ‘Annie was right. He is handsome and seems to have a great physique too. I can see why Annie has the hots for him. Hopefully we’ll get some action this evening, as Vicky is staying at a friends for the night.’

Kyle, feeling uneasy in a bathrobe of a man he just met, and with whose wife he just fucked, was trying to focus in on where he was as he watched Jack pouring the drinks.

‘Jack seems to be a real nice guy’, he thought. ‘I can see why Annie has the hots for him. He’s really good looking and well built.’ Jack was wearing a tight T-shirt and loose shorts. The T-shirt accentuated his muscular arms, chest and abs.

Annie came back down to the living room. She wore a white cut-off jersey that accentuated her ample breasts and exposed her firm tummy, and tight pink shorts that hugged her gorgeous ass, highlighted her beautiful long legs, and left no breathing space for her pussy.

As Jack and Kyle already had their drinks in hand, Jack got up to prepare one for Annie. Annie sat down on the couch real close to Kyle, tucked her legs under her butt and put an arm around Kyle’s shoulder as Jack brought her the drink.

Jack sat on the single sofa seat across from the two of them.

“So, Kyle. I take it that Annie has filled you in on our preferences of a kinky lifestyle. I assume jigolo gaziantep that you’re being here with us means that you’re open to experiencing it?”

Annie meanwhile was unabashedly fondling Kyle’s neck and began tongue licking and gently biting his earlobe.

“To tell you the truth, I hardly know what to make of this whole scene, but your wife here is the most amazingly beautiful, hot and sexy woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with and I just couldn’t see myself giving her up so some other guy could say yes to your offer. Besides, Annie is very persuasive, as I’m sure you’re aware.”

Jack and Annie, both laughed and agreed.

Feeling the atmosphere more relaxed, Annie took Kyle’s empty glass from his hand and put it on the end table along with hers. She hopped onto Kyle’s lap opening her legs to each side of him. She began kissing him and he invited her in to taste his waiting tongue. They kissed deeply as his hands began fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples under her jersey. Annie moaned in pleasure as she opened the bathrobe to caress his chest and pinch his nipples as well. Kyle almost got lost in the heat of things with Annie, when he suddenly remembered they weren’t alone and he abruptly broke from their kiss to look at Jack.

Having the perfect view from where he sat and watching how they were beginning to pleasure each other, Jack already had his cock out of his shorts and was pleasurably stroking himself.

Jack caught Kyle looking at him, gave him a smile and a wink and said,

“Go for it stud.”

Continuing their passionate kiss, Annie opened the rest of his robe, exposing his hardened rod. Anxiously taking it in hand, her thumb caressed the droplets of pre-cum oozing out.

Annie stood up to get out of her tight tiny shorts.

As she pulled them down, Jack suggested they’d be more comfortable in the bedroom.

Kyle’s and Jack’s cocks were in plain view as they began to walk towards the staircase, so Annie grabbed a hold of each cock and led them upstairs. Jack smiled at Annie’s initiative and grabbed and massaged her right buttock.

Feeling a little more relaxed, Kyle got hold of her left.

They walked into the bedroom. Kyle excused himself and entered the washroom. When he returned to the bedroom he saw husband and wife naked. Jack was sitting on the recliner a few feet from the foot of the bed, head back and moaning, while Annie, kneeling before him, was sucking his rock hard cock.

Seeing Kyle let his open robe fall to the floor, Annie looked up at Jack,

“Sorry, Baby. First things first.”

Jack responded,

“Absolutely, Honey. We’ve been looking forward to this for some time now.”

Annie guided Kyle to one side of the bed.

Kyle watched her as she looked up and down his body with that same wanton and hungry look she gave him at the office before she took him in her mouth the first time.

She shoved him backwards onto the bed. He lay still, with his feet down on the floor while his cock pointed straight towards the ceiling. Looking aside, Kyle could see Jack, not more than six feet from himself and Annie, totally relaxed with his hard rod in his hands.

Kyle thought, ‘Jack’s very handsome with a great body and a nice sized cock.’

As Annie got comfortable on her knees and took his cock in her hands, something was nagging at Kyle in the back of his mind.

‘I don’t believe I just had that kind of thought! Why in heaven’s name would I think of a man in those terms?! Weird!’

Annie’s mouth encompassed his cock, and her hot, wet lips and tongue brought him back from his thoughts to this amazing woman that came into his life and has changed him from a guy thinking about having a new pussy to enjoy every day, to a guy that only needs this one heavenly body.

Feeling less hesitant than earlier, Kyle moaned,

“Jeez, Baby! Suck me! Take it all in!”

Annie couldn’t get enough of his delicious beautiful cock while she watched Jack looking at them intensely as he serviced himself.

Kyle grabbed Annie and lifted her up and spun her down to the bed on her backside. He made passionate love to her now. He cupped her beautiful breasts and began sucking and biting her nipples as she responded with sounds of pleasure. While still gently pinching her hard nipples, he went lower and inch by inch covered her taut tummy with lingering kisses.

As he began to move further down to partake of Annie’s hidden treasures, he looked towards Jack again. For some odd reason, he found he was enjoying seeing Jack caress his cock, and wanted to watch more.

Remembering the job at hand, he diverted his attention back to Annie. He began kissing the soft skin around her pussy. Then as he slowly licked her gaziantep escort pussy, she signaled her pleasure to him by slowly beginning to undulate and moan. Then Annie lifted her legs to the point where her knees were over her shoulders. Totally in sync with her wishes, he invaded her rosebud with his tongue.

Annie had both hands on Kyle’s head,

“Oh, Baby! That’s feels so good!”

Kyle tongue fucked her as deep as he could.

As their performance heated up, Jack had one hand massaging his balls while the other was vigorously pumping his cock. Watching his beautiful hot wife and this handsome hot stud going at it, he wanted to join in the action, but knew he had to hold back and wait for the opportune time.

Glancing at Jack masturbating to their sex show turned Annie on even more than she already was.

Kyle changed tactics. He began licking her pussy lips and clit while slowly penetrating her wet rear hole with his index finger.

“OH FUCK, BABY! DO MY ASS!”

Spurred on by Annie’s sounds of pleasure, Kyle added a second finger as he continued finger fucking her butt while his tongue concentrated on her clit.

“YES, FASTER!”

Annie couldn’t keep her legs up any longer as her whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

Not wanting to relent until she was thoroughly spent, Kyle continued sucking hard on her clit and pumping her butt as fast as he could.

“OH FUCK! OH SHIT! OOOOHHHH!”

He felt her ass contract on his fingers as juices flowed freely from her hot soaked pussy.

Completely enjoying Annie’s orgasm and absorbing the full sensual state he was in, Kyle didn’t want to take his fingers out or release her clit from his lips.

As Annie’s breathing returned to normal, she let out a wanton groan when Kyle reluctantly and slowly withdrew his fingers from her tight ass.

Having lubed her rear, Kyle positioned himself to enter her and while watching Jack playing with himself, he slid his now boiling hard cock into her beautiful ass. Simultaneously, Annie and Kyle let out a groan of pleasure as he began his fucking onslaught in earnest.

Jack couldn’t take it anymore. He got up, hopped onto the bed and holding his cock close to Annie’s sensuous open mouth, asked in urgency if he could join them.

Annie immediately grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth, while Kyle looked him in the eye and with a sly smile said,

“Hey, she’s your wife.”

Jack looked hungrily at Annie and back at Kyle,

“She’s my wife, Stud, but from today onwards she’s our fuck slut. Aren’t you, Honey?”

“Uh, hu.” She managed, with Jack’s cock buried in her mouth.

Each of the three were in their own sex zone as they absorbed the intense physical pleasure their own bodies derived while their eyes soaked in the erotic site before them.

They were in ecstasy.

Then, looking at Jack, Kyle boldly suggested,

“Let’s switch.”

“Works for me, Stud.”

Both men pulled their rock hard cocks from the two of Annie’s three love holes they so feverishly fucked.

Trading places while on their knees, Jack stretched out his arm and put a hand on one of Kyle’s upper arms for support. Jack noticed that Kyle looked at his hand for a split second, but didn’t cringe. It was Jack that felt a tingling surprise when Kyle reciprocated by putting a hand on Jack’s upper arm.

Continuing their fuck fest, Kyle wondered what just happened with the mutual arm holding. Not having ever been in a threesome he found himself experimenting and surprising himself. First, he found it strange that throughout, he enjoyed looking at Jack’s body and specifically his cock. He also found very pleasing the feel of Jack touching his arm and the feel of Jack’s skin as he held on to him.

Kyle was near the edge as his boiling rod was fucking Annie’s mouth and his eyes were on Jack feverishly fucking Annie’s hot ass.

Annie vigorously finger fucked her soaked pussy with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other.

The three reached explosive orgasms in a harmonious crescendo of erotic expletives.

Annie moaned ecstatically as her body shook endlessly and her juices flowed from her body.

Jack’s cum shot into her bowels and his whole body shuddered in release.

Gasping in ecstasy, Kyle shot his cum down Annie’s throat. He saw the satisfaction on Annie’s beautiful face as she swallowed his love juice.

With Annie in the middle both men dropped down beside her. Annie took a softening cock in each hand and playfully massaged them.

“You two loving, fuck studs have made me so happy.”

After catching their breath,

“Hey, Lover-boys, I’m thirsty.”

Jokingly, she continued,

“Of the two of you, who’s the gentleman that’ll get up and take care of me? Hopefully we’ve got a long night ahead of us.”

Smiling, Jack responded in kind,

“Hey, Lady. We’ve both taken care of you to the hilt, so the gentleman aspect has already been proven. I’ll get the drinks and just for today we’ll treat our stud here as a guest. From tomorrow on, we’re equals.” Annie and Kyle both smiled.

(To be continued…)

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Author’s note: This is the conclusion of Something’s a Bit Queer which started as an email (Letters) to me from Scott about he and Anna. There were also chats with Marc, John, Vickie, Elaine, and Kaitlyn who were characters in this story. Every character was based on people with whom I had conversations about their lives and fantasies. Thank you to everyone who commented or wrote me about the evolving storyline. Now the finish…

It had been a little over eight months since Anna had left her job at the airline and gone to work for Vickie and Greg at their Real Estate Agency. She had obtained her realtor’s license and had already sold more than a dozen homes. It was a seller’s market with inventory low and houses being flipped within a couple of weeks. But she also enjoyed helping manage the bar the couple owned as well in her spare time. Greg and Vickie had a long-time manager who had been with them from the start and Jim really had no issue bringing a newcomer in and sharing ideas, as long as it was understood, he made the final decisions.

Rock Hard was a leather bar and was never intended to be anything more than that but Anna introduced an event lineup that included food on the weekends and more female oriented programs during the week. They had chili cook offs and wings on Saturdays and sometimes just grilling out with burgers and dogs in the parking lot. A couple of nights a month they had burlesque shows that featured female impersonators.

But the essence of the bar — a hard core leather scene didn’t change. Vickie was impressed with the subtle changes Anna made and Greg enjoyed the addition of the snacks. While Rock Hard was not set up for serving food outside of the events which were permitted, Anna had installed equipment which allowed Greg to prepare deli sandwiches for he and a few close guests back in the office.

On a more personal front, Scott, her boyfriend, was anxious in the beginning when Anna encouraged him to move in with her. How would that really work? He knew they both shared strong feelings for each other but there was no denying they had needs, desires for same sex relationships. Bottom line – Scott loved Anna but he needed cock. He loved going down on a hard cock. The feel and texture of that warm flesh as it moved between his lips was not just something he desired — he had to have it!

Over the course of the eight months living together, they had sex often, but it was typically Scott going down on Anna and then Anna fucking him with her strapon. He loved having her drive her rubber cock deep into his ass. But as much as he loved being with her, he preferred the real thing! There was nothing like the feeling of a real hard cock as it pushed into his ass, slamming against him.

But the arrangement was working. Anna loved being with women as much as Scott enjoyed man sex. Surprising to Scott was not just the support she showed for the lifestyle. She was actually turned on seeing him with other men. While both were bisexual and Scott leaned heavily toward the gay scene, Anna still preferred a dick occasionally and was very content bringing home a man either from the Rock Hard Bar or someone she had met that could participate in a three way.

She would go down on Scott as he was getting drilled by another man or sometimes Scott would get a blowjob as she was enjoying riding the other man’s cock.

There were even occasions she simply sat back drinking a glass of wine as Scott went at it with another man. She watched as they pleasured each other, often playing with her pussy as Scott sucked the guy off, swallowing the huge load of cum he loved to devour. Anna often directed their action and it really turned him on as she called him a queer, cocksucker, and gay boy. The more she taunted him, the more excited he became.

In most cases, especially with men they had only just met, they always played safe, requiring their partners to wear condoms. But there were a few regulars including Greg, Marc and Chaz who they knew were clean and safe and they were allowed to take Scott bareback.

Chaz was a younger college student who was extremely well built. He was from Columbia and had a soccer scholarship. Chaz had a darker complexion and Anna loved his Latino good looks and accent. But more than anything, she loved his lovemaking. He always went down on her until she climaxed a couple of times before he slipped his huge dark cock into her warm wet pussy.

While Chaz was a top, he did enjoy going down on Scott and would often suck him off while fucking Anna. His rock-hard cock moving back and forth in her juicy shaved pussy. Anna also loved watching Chaz’s lips wrapped around Scott’s manhood, saliva dripping down on her, as Scott worked his dick back and forth in Chaz’s eager mouth. She also liked the contrast in their bodies. While both were athletic and well-toned, Scott’s slightly tanned frame against Chaz’s much darker brown skin was simply hot!

Perhaps nothing though compared to the feelings gaziantep eskort she had as Scott would go down on her after Chaz had shot his load deep into her pussy. Scott would move his tongue all along her nether lips as he teased her clit and sucked out the warm nectar Chaz had deposited just moments before. Then Scott would slide up her lean frame, her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest, as they embraced in a hot kiss. Sharing the load he had sucked from her gorgeous pussy as Chaz looked on.

They were two people very much in love with no secret desires or fantasies unknown to their partner. Perhaps that is what Anna appreciated most about their relationship. It was raw, honest, and unafraid. There was nothing either couldn’t say to each other. No hidden desire they had to keep buried. It was an open relationship that didn’t just work — it was the only thing that could work. While they both lived in the moment, deep down Anna knew she wanted more. She was ready to commit a lifetime and hoped Scott felt the same. But she was more than satisfied not rushing anything, allowing him to come to that realization himself.

Anna was excited that Thursday, selling a $1.9 million home that was $260k over the seller’s price. It was indeed a great market if she could just get more inventory. She decided to call it a day and head down to the bar early. Scott was buried deep in a development project and would likely be at the office late tonight. Anna buried herself in paperwork at the bar’s office lining up events and ordering product. She inventoried the alcohol and beer along with mixers and placed an order online. It was well into the evening when Jim, the other manager popped his head into the door.

“Two ladies are at the bar and asked to see you,” Jim stated, peering through the crack in the door as he waited for a reply.

“Who is it?” Anna inquired. “Well one is a friend of Vickie’s… Candace. Not sure of the young one,” he shot back.

Anna had not chatted with Candace in months. She had seen her in the crowd a few times at the bar but never had a chance to speak with her. She wondered if the younger lady could indeed be Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was the young college coed she and Vickie had met almost a year ago and invited back to Vickie’s place for a little fun. Kaitlyn was not new to the lesbian scene but she craved to be a submissive. She had seen the collar which adorned Anna’s neck that afternoon at the French restaurant and she knew Vickie and Anna were two people she wanted to spend time.

Kaitlyn, a cute little brunette with big brown eyes, was simply adorable. What captivated Anna wasn’t just her submissive nature. She was fascinated by the large Mandala tattoo located between her should blades, shades of black and grey which contrasted sharply with her white skin. Outside of the smaller flower tat above her right ankle, she had no other tats or piercings save the little diamond studs she wore in her ear lobes.

Kaitlyn had soft plump lips and loved going down on a woman. Vickie also loved that the young coed loved the taste of her whip. She loved being tied up and teased as the two women used vibrators, clamps, and various floggers and whips to tantalize her flesh bringing her to orgasm over and over again.

Anna had given the young sophomore Candace’s cell number knowing the older woman desired a young sub. Anna had met Candace one evening when Vickie had brought her to the bar. While the place was packed that evening, Candace stood out in her black leather pants and stiletto heels. But what caught Anna’s gaze was the woman was topless and her upper half was covered with ink. Bright colorful tattoos which covered nearly every inch of the woman’s body save her face and hands. Even her small feet were adorned with ink.

Anna had no tattoos of her own but was intrigued with the idea. When she was a teen, she and a girlfriend talked of matching tattoos on a beach trip but Anna backed out thinking about what her parents might think. As conservative as they were they would have likely grounded her for the summer. Reflecting back on that, she wondered what they would think now — working part time at a leather bar surrounded by lesbians, gays, and trans women and living with a guy who had more interest in cock than he did her pussy. Still — she loved everything about her new life and she loved Scott. Her love for him seemed to grow each day as they explored life and love leaving nothing on the table.

As Anna rounded the corner she saw it was Candace and Kaitlyn. She hope that was the young woman Jim had referenced. “Well, hello you two!” she smiled as she hugged Candace and then stared lovingly at Kaitlyn. “So… I see you called her,” Anna gushed as she wrapped her arms around the young coed.

“I did. I mean maybe a day after you gave me her number. Candee is awesome,” Kaitlyn shot back. Anna had never heard Candace referenced as Candee but she knew eskort gaziantep instantly who the young woman referred. It wasn’t lost on Anna the black leather collar that adorned Kaitlyn’s neck or the fact her arms were now covered in ink. It was evident that Candace — or Candee as Kaitlyn called her — was leaving her mark on the young woman.

“We were hoping you were here. Vick said you were really putting in the hours,” Candace added.

“Yea, I’m really enjoying showing homes but there’s something about this place,”

Anna smiled. “When Scott gets buried in a project at work, I head down here.”

“Vick told me you two were back together. How’s that working out? He’s as much into guys are you are other women… right?” she inquired.

“Yea, it works,” she smiled back. “I saw how happy Greg and Vickie were and I knew it could work for us too. Thing is, I bring home a woman and Scott’s cool with it. I bring home a guy and we share him!”

Kaitlyn chuckled, “Damn, that covers the bases.” Anna looked at Kaitlyn. She remembered how cute she was that afternoon they met. How naïve she appeared.

Now she looked so sexy with her collar. Kaitlyn wore a black leather halter top which showed off her breasts. While her arms were covered in ink, it appeared that her chest was still virgin territory but she could see by the impressions in the leather that she appeared to have piercings now.

“We were hoping you could get away,” Candace said breaking Anna’s gaze. “Well, I told Scott I’d be here if he wanted to swing by later. But we could go into the office,”

Anna added. “Jim will see were’ not disturbed.”

Candace smiled as the three women worked their way back behind the bar and to the office. Anna shutting and locking the door. As Anna turned facing the two women, Candace made their intention clear. “I want to thank you so much for encouraging Kaitlyn to call me. After Kris left, I dabbled with a few women but I never found the complete sub I had with her. Not until Kaitlyn,” Candace added with emphasis. She walked over to her young charge letting her fingers trail on her arm, up to her face, across her lips as Kaitlyn kissed them tenderly. “She belongs totally to me. Don’t you Angel?” Candace cooed. “Yes mam,” was the two word reply.

“Take off your top,” Candace commanded.

Kaitlyn slipped her fingers under the leather top, pulling it up and over her head. Her breast spilled out and just as Anna surmised, both nipples were adorned with two stainless steel barbells which matched the steel of the buckle in her leather collar.

“I couldn’t help notice her ink,” Anna remarked. “The last time I saw her it was just the one on her back and I believe that small flower on her ankle. But you’ve added some since I saw you,” she said looking at Kaitlyn.

“Candee said my body is her canvas. She may do with it what she pleases,” Kaitlyn said matter of factly.

“In time dear. But first we need to thank Anna for bringing us together,” Candace stated. “Go ahead and slip off your pants. I want you naked except your collar,” the older woman instructed.

Kaitlyn had been wearing heels which she removed as well as leather pants. There just above her right ankle was the little flower tattoo Anna had recalled. Her bush had been shaved clean and Anna noted the clitoral hood piercing. Another addition since she had last been with the young girl.

In seconds Kaitlyn stood naked before them. The young girl stood maybe 5’2″ and didn’t weigh more than 120 lbs at best She appeared thinner than the last time Anna had seen her. Kaitlyn dropped to her knees and bowed her head, her hands at her side in an extreme submissive posture. Anna had been with a dozen women since the two of them had been together but right now — in just this moment — none were sexier than the little coed who knelt before her. Her thick brown hair falling loosely on her shoulders, resting on her 34C breasts capped off by the two dark brown nipples with the steel barbells piercing the hard little nubs.

“She’s adorable isn’t she?” Candace asked smiling at Anna.

“Certainty well trained,” Anna shot back. “What other tricks does she do?” Anna winked back at Candace.

“Oh, she’s quite talented. Perhaps as you recall?” Candace smiled. “Angel, ask Mistress Anna if you can please her,” she directed.

Kaitlyn looked up. Her chestnut brown eyes staring into Anna’s. “May I mistress? May I please you,” she asked.

“Certainly,” Anna shot back. She knew her panties had to be soaked as excited as she was. Kaitlyn reached up and unsnapped the jeans she was wearing and then begin tugging them off her shapely hips leaving a black thong in view. Kaitlyn, removed a sandal she was wearing and then pulled the jeans from that leg before doing the same with the other.

Soon Anna stood barefoot in a black satin thong and a white satin lace cami top. Kaitlyn planted soft kisses on her thighs before gaziantep bayan eskort zeroing in on her soft smooth abdomen and then very gently kissing Anna’s crotch through the panties. Anna’s head rolled back on her shoulders, her face to the ceiling as she guided the young coed’s head with her hands. She felt Kaitlyn’s thumbs as they slipped under the straps and slowly, gently pulling down the thong as her pussy was exposed.

Anna had a small patch of sandy blonde pubic hair just over her pussy, waxing around the lips leaving her crotch silky smooth. It was almost like an electric shock as Kaitlyn’s tongue slid across her clit, sucking it into her mouth, bathing it before letting her tongue travel between her lips. The student’s tongue probed deep inside Anna as she groaned her approval. Kaitlyn moved her tongue up and down, her hands behind her back, as she allowed Anna’s juices to coat her face.

Anna hadn’t noticed that Candace had slipped out of her leather. She too was naked leaving Anna as the only dressed one of the three — her still in a cami top. Anna felt Candace touch her arm as she looked over and took in the woman’s body. She was gorgeous and sexy. She recalled the first time she saw Candace nude almost a year ago. Her body covered from head to toe in colorful ink. It was perhaps the most erotic thing she had ever seen.

Candace closed the distance as she moved in to kiss Anna. Anna closed her eyes and felt the soft, wet lips of Candace as they closed over hers. The older woman’s tongue slid through her lips, into her mouth, exploring as Anna yielded completely. Kaitlyn was working over Anna’s pussy as her new partner kissed her, letting her hands slide under her top.

In moments Candace pulled the top over her head and then unsnapped her bra, freeing Anna’s breasts. Candace slipped the straps off her shoulders and then dipped her head down as she took a nipple in her mouth, sucking, the orb which hardened in her mouth.

“You know the only time we’ve been together is right here.. in this office,” Candace reminded her. “You, me, Vick — you remember that?” she asked.

“I do,” Anna moaned as Kaitlyn sucked on her clit, her face plastered to her pussy.

“I’d really take to take you home. Spread those legs of yours and fuck that pussy.

That night, here with Vickie, I thought how lucky she was. I wanted you so bad. I wanted to take you home. Make you mine. But I thought you belonged to Vick. I saw your collar and thought she owned that little pussy of yours. I’d love to have two little lezzie sluts to train. I’d love to collar you. Make you mine. Both of you. You and Kaitlyn could be my little sluts,” she chided as she backed a few inches away looking directly into Anna’s eyes. Searching to see if there was the hint of possibility it could happen.

“You and Scott could still shack up from time to time if you wanted. Hell, from what you told me he’s really into guys anyway. What about it baby? Candace pressed.

“You’ve already got a little collared slut to do your bidding,” Anna countered as she let her lips slide against Candace’s wet mouth. “What do you want with me?”

“I want you both. I’d give you some rope… you could come and go as you like. See other people. Scott, Vickie… whoever. But you’d belong to me. That little pussy would be mine. And I’d let you help train that little minx between your legs. I’m sure you’d like that wouldn’t you. Having her as your little personal slut?” Candace added as you squeezed Anna’s nipple with her fingers.

Almost on cue, Kaitlyn drove her tongue deep into Anna’s pussy. It was evident they were working together. That Kaitlynn wanted this too as she pulled her tongue out and then sucked on Anna’s clit.

“And I take it, you mark me as your own. Just like you did Kaitlyn…like Kris?” she groaned.

Candace pulled her hair back, grasping it tightly in her hand. She stared deep into

Anna’s eyes. “Oh, that’s a given,” she smirked. “I’d have fun with you. Maybe start here on that pretty tit. Something small at first. Just to introduce you. Then…” she smiled, “you’d want more. Maybe across your back like Kaitlyn. But yes … there would definitely be ink in your future.”

Anna’s legs felt weak and Kaitlyn grabbed on to the back of her thighs. She continued her assault on Anna’s pussy as her juices ran down her cheeks. Anna felt a warm rush over her body as she orgasmed against the coed’s face.

“I will have you,” Candace smiled. It’s just a matter of time. I’ll have you both,” as she placed her lips back to Anna’s and pushed her tongue into her mouth.

Anna knew, if they were not at the bar, in her office, she’d have her right now. When it came to Candace, she didn’t seem to have any will of her own. Deep down, she knew she wanted it too. She wanted to know what it was like to be owned by a strong woman like Candace. If not tonight… soon. They both knew, it was not if it was in the cards but when.

Jim walked into the office a few minutes after he watched Candace and her girlfriend walk out. They ordered a drink at the bar and then, walked out on the dance floor together in a slow song, pressing their bodies together. He was surprised to find Anna completely naked sitting in a chair behind her desk.

“Damn, I’m sorry. I thought…” Jim rambled.

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Jack and Amy are an average married couple in their late thirties. After years of a stagnant sex life, they finally built the maturity and confidence to explore their respective kinks and fantasies together.

They considered that their sex life was healthy, albeit a little vanilla. They’d averaged only 1-3 times per month. But both ensured they had an orgasm, every time. Jack and Amy figured it an achievement, especially with their respective work hours and extensive time spent parenting.

Amy was curvy. She had thick thighs and a large butt. She was half Korean-American and half Native, so she had a look that some men found appealing. Her dark chestnut hair framed a cute, round face. Jack was white, tall, athletic and had a rugged look about him. Both were relatively fit, they managed to take decent care of themselves.

Their closest couple friends were Bill and Shani- practically a mirror image of them. Also in nearing forty, they occupied a similar place in life. Careers, kids and the suburban American lifestyle defined much of their lives.

However, unlike Jack and Amy, Bill and Shani had a secret side- they’d been sexually adventurous for years. Both bisexual, their comfort zone was much wider. Their list of kinks and sexual achievements read like most normal couples bucket list.

Bill was very boyish and cute. Shorter than Jack, he had an athletic build. Shani was petite and dark, Egyptian-American with dark curly hair and innocent-looking brown eyes. Both were fit and sexy- the kind of couple that heads turned to look at.

They were longtime, close friends as families. Most importantly to Jack and Amy, Bill and Shani were highly compatible as friends and prospective and discreet sexual partners.

*****

Almost six months earlier, years of teasing and innuendos had (almost) culminated in a wild game night. They’d gotten tipsy, gotten naked and nearly fulfilled their fantasy of group sex. A poorly timed phone call from an ineffective babysitter drew the night to an early close.

It had been forever since they’d had an opportunity to reunite without the burden of kids or everyday life. Since their summertime encounter, they’d seen each other at work functions and family gatherings. Certainly not opportunities for them to fool around.

The heat of their previous encounter had simmered nonetheless. They’d kept it alive with suggestive texts and plans, all of which kept getting indefinitely postponed.

Tensions built. Looks shared. Every time the two couples saw each other was a quiet reminder of what could have been.

After Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s, things for both couples had settled back into the chaotic routine of work, school and life. Both agreed that a much-needed break was deserved.

Game Night 2.0. Babysitters arranged. Kids whisked away. Jack and Amy would host. The ground rules were set- a soft swap between the couples. Jack and Amy would finally indulge their long-standing fantasy.

*****

On the night of, Amy, the brilliant homemaker and hostess had set the stage perfectly. Every room of their two story colonial house was impeccably neat, pleasant candles were burning. Sexy, classic R&B played on their sound system- Amy had a brilliant taste in mood-setting music. Even new flowers were set out on the table.

As Amy aptly put it, “now, people are really going to want to fuck in our house.”

*****

Amy and Jack sat waiting on their couch. They scrolled through their phones, silently. There was a buzz of anticipation in the air. Bill and Shani were on their way. Their babysitter had limited time tonight. The couples had only three hours together. They planned to make the most of it.

The doorbell rang. Just a formality. Bill and Shani knew that they were always welcome in. The front door was already unlocked and they walked into the foyer.

Shani and Bill looked like the right combination of sexy and classy, bordering on nerdy, as always. They dressed as practically a mirror image. Bill wore jeans and a t-shirt under his coat. Shani wore tight-fitting dark jeans that hugged her tiny legs and hips.

Bill and Jack hugged in a taut, masculine embrace. Bill grabbed Jack’s bicep. “Man, you’re looking swole.” The gesture did not go unnoticed by Amy. She smirked to herself.She wouldn’t mind their arms around her, pinning her down…

Shani caught Amy drifting off. “Hey, girl!” she interrupted. “You look so sexy!” Shani kissed both of Amy’s cheeks.

“C’mon in, let’s get this party started,” suggested Amy.

*****

After the obligatory tour of what had been changed and redecorated, the four friends quickly settled into their natural, easy state. Amy had prepared a generous portion of sangria and snacks. The four ultimately gathered on the sofa in the living room.

They began the night with Cards Against Humanity- an old group favorite. Hilarious, raunchy, sexually suggestive cards and the right amount of alcohol mixed well. The tone was set for the night. The group was like a sexual powder keg.

Ever gaziantep eskort bayan quick-witted, Shani handily won the game.

“So, what’s next?” Shani asked.

“This the part where we all get naked!” her husband replied.

“Slow down, Bill. So, how do you feel about playing the Sex Dice game that we talked about,” Amy asked Shani.

“Oh my god, yes!” Shani agreed. The two women shared a conspiratorial look and left the living room.

Jack glanced at Bill. The two shared a look and a smirk. Evidently, their wives had discussed tonight much more than they’d let on in the group chat.

Amy briefly left the room, returning with a tiny wicker basket. In it, the sexy dice game, a handful of lubricants, condoms and two vibrators. Jack loved it- his wife was an amazing hostess, even when it came to their introductory experience with swinging.

Shani returned with the refilled pitcher of sangria, pouring another round of drinks for everyone.

*****

It was Game On.

*****

After both horny couples were seated, Amy and Jack explained the rules of the sexy dice game.

The game was simple, players would roll a set of dice and perform the actions displayed on the die. Some combinations would be sexy, others less so.

They split into two teams: guys ‘versus’ girls.

The four decided on the ground rules. Since Amy and Jack had earlier decided penetration of the other’s spouse was off, they opted to remove the sex position die. Anything else was on the table tonight for their ‘soft swap.’

“Clearly not made for a foursome,” commented Bill, who was reading the instructions on the packaging. “Is it worthwhile, though?”

“Yeah, it was pretty damn good when just the two of us played” offered Jack.

Amy laughed and rolled her eyes. “It might get spicy,” she added.

“Okay, here we go,” said Jack. He kissed his wife and rolled the three dice. The three dice landed. The group leaned in close to see the results.

Both & Spank & Ass were shown on the dice.

It was the guys’ turn to spank their wives asses.

“Huh,” said Jack. “Okay, so whose ass now?”

“Both?” replied Bill. He’d already dropped his jeans, revealing his buttocks.

“Smack his ass!” shouted Amy, giggling.

Shani nearly fell from the sofa, laughing. Amy couldn’t catch her breath laughing.

“Okay, fine,” said Amy, standing and bending over slightly. She faced away and stuck her big butt out towards the guys. Bill playfully smacked her ass. Not to be outdone, Jack smacked Amy’s ass again, but harder.

Amy yelped and giggled. She was quickly getting turned on, the idea of both guys smacking her ass. There was something deep and primal about it. She stirred eagerly.

“Okay, from now on, house rule: every roll must remove an item of clothing.” Jack stated. He said nothing else and simply pulled off his jeans, letting them fall around his ankles. He wore tight black boxer briefs underneath.

Amy smiled. She looked on approvingly. She enjoyed seeing her husband like this. Dominant and assertive.

“Wait, is that everyone?” Shani asked.

Jack looked at her, puzzled.

Amy knew what her husband meant. She explained. “Yeah, anytime you roll, your team of guys or girls take off an article of clothing.”

Shani smiled. Bill took off his jeans, tossing them aside. Underneath, Bill wore bright red briefs.

“Those are quite the underwear, Bill,” Amy joked. She was surprised by how loud his underwear were.

“Don’t you just love it?” Shani quipped. She grabbed the bulge in his briefs with a flourish.

It was now Amy’s turn to roll the dice. She sipped from her drink first, then shook the dice in one hand. She dropped them onto the coffee table.

You & Suck & Nipples

“Okay, whose nipples am I sucking on?”

“Shani’s,” replied Bill and Jack simultaneously.

“Umm, okay,” said Amy. Shani got to her knees on the couch. Amy knelt in front of her, about to lean in to kiss her.

“Stop.” Jack commanded.

Both women looked at him. Bill understood.

“He wants you to remove an article of clothing,” Bill said, nodding at Jack with a wink. “You know, house rules,” he added. Jack gave Bill a high-five.

Amy led the way. She was no stranger to being commanded by Jack. She loved hearing him take charge in their bedroom. It turned her on- she felt abuzz with arousal.

Amy pulled off her t-shirt and threw it at her husband, who caught it and threw it aside, Underneath she wore a red lace bra. Amy had small, delicate tattoos on her wrists and forearms.

Shani did the same. She lifted her t-shirt off and dropped it to the ground. She wore a simple black sheer bra. The translucent black fabric allowed her nipples to be seen. Her dark skin was marked with tattoos- on her back, shoulder blades and upper arms.

“So, how should we do this?” Amy pulled down one half of her bra, exposing one of her perky nipples.

“I feel like I should kiss you first,” said Shani.

Amy eskort bayan gaziantep felt butterflies in her stomach. She said nothing, just reached out for Shani.

The two embraced. It had been a while, but the two women were still comfortable with kissing each other. Lightly at first, then Shani pulled her in deeper for a kiss with tongue.

The men did nothing, simply watched. Jack felt himself harden with arousal.

“Okay, that’s better,” said Shani. Her hands were on Amy’s curvy hips. She traced them up to the red lace of Amy’s bra. Again, Amy exposed a nipple and Shani first kissed, then sucked on the taut, sensitive nipple. Amy gasped a little.

“Thank you,” Amy kissed Shani on her mouth. Amy now had her hands on Shani. Instead of just exposing a nipple, Shani simply unclasped her bra, letting it fall. Shani’s small breasts and dark, round nipples were exposed, perky with her own arousal.

“I haven’t done this…” Amy started to say. She was kissing Shani’s chest.

“Before?” asked Bill.

Amy cupped both of Shani’s small breasts. She took one of Shani’s nipples into her mouth, teasing it for a few seconds.

“No, in a long time,” answered Amy. Bill would not have known about a handful of her same-sex encounters in college.

Amy and Shani kissed again, then returned to their seats.

“Wow, what’s next?” asked Bill. He grabbed the dice and shook them in his cupped hands.

Bill rolled the dice. He eagerly looked on for the result.

Both & Kiss & Neck landed face up.

“Okay, so, we’re kissing necks!” Announced Bill.

Jack removed his shirt first. Shani took a few seconds to admire Jack’s physique. He had some chest hair, unlike her boyish husband.

Any certainly noticed Shani checking out her husband. In Amy’s mind, it added to his rugged appeal. In the months since their last encounter, Jack had increased his work in the gym.

Amy would later confess to Jack that watching another woman blatantly check out her husband made her a little jealous. She couldn’t explain it, but she wanted to fuck him and simply make Shani watch.

Bill did the same and removed his shirt. Like his wife, Bill wore many tattoos on his smooth, hairless chest.

Amy pointed at her neck. “Okay, right here.” Jack nuzzled into her neck and gave her a couple of slow, warm kisses.

“May I join in?” asked Bill.

“You may,” Amy replied.

Jack’s hands were on Amy’s hips and behind her neck. Bill nuzzled into the other side of her neck and started kissing.

“Oh my god,” whispered Amy, to no one in particular. She melted into their kisses. She wanted to be consumed by the two men.

Bill stopped first, then Jack. Jack paused to give an affirming kiss to Amy.I’ll be back for more, he promised, unspoken.

In seconds, both men were kissing Shani’s neck. She too, gave a breathy moan. She leaned back into the couch. Jack backed off and allowed Bill to be with his wife. Bill continued kissing her neck and collar bones. Before long, he was kissing and kneading her small breasts and dark nipples.

Amy and Jack kissed and watched the show. Amy’s hand easily found Jack’s growing erection. She felt herself getting wet. Amy unconsciously touched herself with her free hand.

Longtime voyeurs, they were enjoying watching their friends’ foreplay. Finally, Bill stopped teasing Shani and both sat up.

“Okay, next round,” announced Shani. She picked up the dice, cupped her hands into a little bowl and churned the dice around, before dropping them onto the coffee table.

You & Spank & Sexy Bits

Jack just laughed.

“What the fuck?” asked Bill.

“Babe, I think I have to slap your penis,” Shani said, barely able to hold in a laugh.

“Clothes, ladies,” reminded Jack sternly.

“Always the rule follower,” Amy rolled her eyes theatrically. With that, she unzipped her jeans and sat back on the couch to slowly peel them off- offering a faux striptease as she did so. Underneath, she wore matching red lace cheeky underwear. Not a thong, exactly, but when she stood up, anyone would see plenty of her big butt.

Shani stood to remove her own tight jeans. Shani wore a pair of black briefs with a sheer backside- her ass was exposed through the fabric.

Amy reached over to her husband. She gave a playful slap to his erection through his briefs. Afterwards, she felt the outline of his cock- hardened for her. The tip poked out from his waistband. She lingered and continued to stroke him for a few more moments.

Bill, apparently ready for any reason to expose himself, stood and removed his red briefs. He stood in front of his wife, who grabbed his stiffened cock. She pressed it against his lower abdomen and gave the underside a gentle smack.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ll give it a kiss later,” Shani said in a faux-cutesy voice.

“Okay, next roll,” announced Jack, rolling the dice.

Me & Caress & Neck

“Looks like we’re caressing some necks” said Jack.

“Bill, how about Jack gaziantep bayan eskort caresses my neck, and you go with Amy?” suggested Shani.

Amy, a little buzzed, took the last gulp of her sangria.

“Alright, William” said Amy. “Sit back and get to work.”

Amy suddenly straddled Bill on the couch. Bill grasped her next, firm, but slowly massaging. Unbeknownst to Bill, this was a huge turn on for Amy. She gasped.

“Everything okay?” asked Bill.

“Yeah, I didn’t say stop,” smiled Amy.

“May I kiss you?” whispered Bill.

“I suppose you may,” replied Amy.

Bill kissed Amy’s collarbones and chest, much like he’d done earlier with his own wife. Amy unconsciously started grinding onto his lap. His hardened cock rubbed against her lace panties. Amy started kissing Bill on the lips. At first gentle, then very deeply. She was more turned on now than she’d been in a while. She figured correctly that her husband and Shani would be doing the same, if they weren’t already.

Shani and Jack now sat on the couch, where she too straddled him. Jack gently grabbed Shani by the neck, pulling her close. He caressed her neck, but it was obvious that she wanted more.

“Kiss me,” Shani demanded.

They kissed very slowly at first. Then, they picked up tempo, kissing deeply and savoring each other’s touch. Without saying a word, Shani stood up to slide off her black panties. Unlike Amy, Shani had some neatly trimmed dark pubic hair. Feeling her, it was damp to the touch, which Jack found impossibly sexy.

Amy then interrupted. “How about we roll again?”

“I think it’s my turn,” said Shani. Shani slid off his lap so that she could grab the dice from the coffee table.

Both & Spank & Nipples

“Yeah, no” Shani said with a smile.

“Hard pass,” agreed Amy, rolling with laughter. She handed the dice over to Bill.

“Wait- clothes, babe” Bill reminded his wife.

Shani removed her black bra, letting her small round breasts free. Her dark nipples were hardened- she tossed the dice on the coffee table.

You & Kiss & Inner Thighs were rolled this time.

“Okay, here we go!” announced Shani.

Jack put his hands around Shari’s tiny waist and lifted her up, flipping her around on the couch. Within seconds, he was kissing her collarbones and neck. He quickly kissed her breasts, feeling her hard nipples under his tongue. She moaned softly. Jack positioned himself so he could access between her legs. For a few short, teasing moments, he kissed her soft thighs.

Then, Jack eagerly started to lick and kiss Shani’s pussy. Jack savored her taste, which was different from Amy. Shani pulled his head close.

Amy was comfortable and totally aroused. She stood and removed her red lace panties, revealing that she had freshly waxed. Bill quickly discovered her slick with wetness and impossibly smooth to the touch of his fingers. He motioned for her to lay back, which she did, spreading her legs. Bill too, spent a few seconds kissing her soft thighs, before moving to her pussy. Her hips squirmed as his mouth found Amy’s most sensitive parts.

Bill followed Jack’s lead. He grabbed the second vibrator. It buzzed to life with a push of the button. Amy writhed under the stimulation.

“Don’t you dare stop that,” Amy ordered.

Minutes later, Amy screamed out loud, rippling with an orgasm.

“Wow” said Amy, after finally catching her breath.

“Wow indeed” replied Bill.

“I think we’ve got another roll coming,” offered Amy, who reached for the dice.

Both & Kiss & Inner Thighs

It was the wives turn to kiss their husband’s thighs. The soft swap was going comfortably, so the two couples agreed to continue with the other’s spouse.

Shani dropped to her knees between Jack’s legs and started to tease. She playfully kissed his stomach and thighs, watching him throb but never touching his erection.

“Shani, what if you suck his dick and Amy sucks my dick?” Bill suggested.

“No way. Still playing a game here.” Amy chimed in.

Amy was busy, she’d been kissing and licking on Bill’s inner thighs. He squirmed with anticipation, as she breathed warm breath on his stiffened cock. Amy was becoming turned on by the tease- she started to rub herself while she teased him.

“So, whose roll now?” asked Jack.

“Why don’t you roll again, babe?” Amy suggested.

Jack picked up the dice. He rolled again.

Both & Kiss & Lips were rolled.

“Hmm,” said Bill.

“I think we’re way past that,” said Shani.

The group laughed.

“Okay, what were we saying earlier?” Shani asked.

Jack smiled from ear to ear. He knew what his wife was going to say next. Amy reached across and grabbed the dice. She tossed them over her shoulder. Instead, she grabbed a pump bottle of water-based lube.

“How about we see those dicks now?” Amy asked. Jack hadn’t seen this horny side of Amy in twenty years.

Jack and Bill sat next to each other on the couch. Jack’s wife got to her knees first, applying a generous amount of lube to Jack’s cock, then to Bill. For a quick few second, she each man’s erect penis in her hands and she and Shani shared a playful laugh.

Shani got to her knees in front of Jack and started to work Jack’s cock, sliding him into her mouth. She gave a slow blowjob. He felt that he would blow at any second, after having being teased almost to the point of no return. She didn’t rush it.

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I was 19 and had recently moved in with my boyfriend. We’d been long distance for a year, but he was moving closer and I had just decided to take a break from college, seemed like a perfect time. Most of my days were spent in our little apartment watching trash tv and playing on Facebook. But once April rolled around and it started to warm up that of course meant time for the apartment’s pool and working on my tan. It was there that I met Ron and Freddy. They were both in the their 60’s and retired. They spent most of their time either at the pool, grilling or drinking (sometimes a combination of all 3). I could tell immediately they were excited the first time i layed out my towel on a chair and took off my clothes to show my tight teenage body in my bikini. Now I’ve always attracted the attention of older men, I’m blonde,, 5’7, 36dd, and had been a cheerleader since I could walk, so it came to no surprise when I saw them eyeing me across the pool, but I just put in my headphones and soaked in a little sun.

The next day the same thing happened, but on the third day as I walked through the gate of the pool i found them not in their usual chairs on the shady side, but rather on the sunny side where I had staked my claim and right next to my chair. I approached them with a smile, “Do you mind if I join you guys?” They nodded their heads yes and we introduced ourselves. We made small talk for a while, they asked if I was new to the complex where I was from, etc. I found out Ron was divorced and was a retired car salesman and Freddy was a retired high school football coach and married, his wife was 10 years younger and managed a jewelry store.

For the next few days we hung out by the pool nearly everyday, soaking in the sun, swimming, and having a few drinks. I’d occasionally catch them both staring at my legs or chest when they thought I had my eyes closed beneath my sunglasses and to be honest, I enjoyed the attention. I thought about them all weekend when I had the day shift at work and couldn’t make it out.

As I came out on Monday i found them waiting for me once again in our usual spot. “There’s my favorite guys” I said as I removed the big shirt I had on over my bikini and greeted them both with a hug.

“Beer?” said Ron as he held one out for me.

“Sure, just let me rub some oil on and dry my hands first” I said as i pulled a bottle of tanning oil from my gaziantep masaj salonları bag.

“Dont worry about that sweetie,” said Freddy as he reached for my bottle of oil. “You just lay down and let me handle that for you.”

I was actually a bit surprised at myself as i happily handed the bottle over a layed on my back. Freddy drizzled oil from my thigh down to my ankle and started rubbing it in. His hands felt so rough and strong. “Mmm”, I let out a soft moan as Freddy rubbed my thigh, was I actually getting turned on by this?

“Hey, how about sharing some of that over here,” said Ron as he held out his hand to do my other side. Ron rubbed oil all over my leg, but crouched down to give me a good calf massage.

“Mmm, that’s so nice” I said to them. Wait, was I starting to get horny? This felt wrong, but I couldnt help but get turned on as their strong, weathered hands rubbed my legs. I know they were enjoying it also.

“I appreciate you shaving for us” joked Freddy as he took the bottle and began working on my arm.

“Yes sir, I always do” I said in a flirty voice with a wink.

Next Ron took the bottle and sprayed it on my stomach. his fingers briefly rubbed beneath the top of my bikini bottom. “Gotta make sure it gets all over” he said as he proceeded to rub just under my tits.

“Can’t forget this part,” said Jerry as he sprayed a little on my chest. “Gotta make sure you’re good and covered,” while running his fingers just under my bikini top onto my breasts.

“Thanks boys,” I said as Ron finished my arm, I took a sip of my beer as they each layed back down in chairs on either side of me. i noticed a bulge growing on the front of both their trunks and the thought crossed my mind wondering how big they were. I knew I shouldnt be wondering that, but I could feel my pussy getting wet as well.

“Just let us know when you’re ready for the other side,” said Ron as he gave Freddy a little wink.

I couldn’t believe it. was I actually getting turned on by these 2? Hell, one of them was married and they were both old enough to be my father, or even grandfather. I sipped on my beer as they guys talked about their weekends, and plans for this week.

“So did you get any this weekend?” asked Ron. I almost choked on my drink. I had zoned out and thought the question was directed gaziantep masaj salonları escortları to me. Unfortunately, it had been a while for me. Of course, my boyfriend’s new job was causing a bit of stress, so it had caused some tension in our love making routine and I was a bit on edge.

“Nah, you know how Tina is. She hasn’t been in the mood for weeks now. How about you?”

“Nope, haven’t had any since that chick Cindy I introduced you guys to at New Years”.

I quickly finished my beer and said, “I think I’m ready for my back now” as I flipped over onto my stomach. Freddy took the bottle first and sprayed some on my shoulders and back. I could feel his strong hands rubbing my shoulders and giving me a massage. I reached back and untied my top, “Don’t want tanlines” I said as I gave him a wink. Ron took it next and sprayed the back of both my thighs. as he rubbed I could feel myself instinctively spread my legs farther apart.

“So, what about you sweetie?” asked Freddy in almost a whisper as he crouched close to my ear. Fuck, that was a turn on.

“Ummm, a few weeks I guess” I said in a squeaky voice. What was I doing? I couldn’t actually be letting this happen, could I? I could feel Ron now moving his fingers underneath my bikini bottom and massaging my ass cheeks.

“Really? I dont think I’d be able to keep my hands off you if you were mine” said Freddy as his hands moved down to the sides of my breasts.

“She does feel really fucking nice” said Ron as he pulled my bikini bottom into a thong and continued rubbing my ass.

“Ummm. Yeah. He’s just been super stressed and hasn’t had much interest” I said as I raised my ass a little higher to give them both more room to roam with their fingers.

“Mmm. Thats too bad babygirl” said Ron as I felt him move his hand from my ass down to my shaved pussy. “Looks like you really need some attention” he said as his fingers brushed against my lips, he could already feel how wet I was.

“And what do you think we should do about that sweetie” said Freddy as he cupped my breast and squeezed my nipple between his fingers.

“Mmm, fuck!” seemed like the only words I could manage to get out of my lips. His hands felt so strong, just what I needed to feel. Part of me knew I should be concerned of how public we were, but masaj salonları gaziantep the other part of me didn’t give a fuck. I rolled over and completely removed my top. Ron spread my legs apart again and began to untie and remove my bikini bottoms. Freddy was still crouched down above me and i pulled him in for a kiss. I knew he was older and married, but at that point neither one of us cared. He moved his mouth and began to lick and kiss my hard nipples as i reached for his cock.

“Not here guys, lets go back to Ron’s place” I said as Freddy began to undo his trunks.

“Just let me throw my shirt on” I said in a scramble to get covered

“Dont worry babygirl” said Ron as he gathered my clothes, “It’s not far and you wont be needing these” he said putting my bottoms in his pocket.

As I walked fully nude across the parking lot, I couldnt help but think that I shouldn’t be doing this, what if my boyfriend finds out? But the thought of being wanted so bad was overwhelming and i loved it. As soon as we were inside Ron’s apartment I gave them both a deep kiss and went down on my knees. I wanted both of their cocks in my mouth right then. The sight of 2 cocks with long gray hair made me even wetter. I had never been with more than one guy at a time and I’d certainly never been with an older guy, but both of those would change today.

“Mmm, thats such a good girl” said Ron as I licked his balls and shaft while stroking Freddy.

“I gotta fuck that tight little pussy” said Freddy, as he took me by the hand and led me to the couch. Ron took a seat and I continued to suck him while Jerry took his position behind me. I felt his large cock enter and I let out a loud moan. “Oh god, fuck me!!!” i screamed. Ron pushed my head back down onto his shaft.

“Mmm. I haven’t had a pussy this tight in years sweetie” said Freddy as he pounded me from behind. I could tell Ron was getting close to orgasm as i sucked his cock. I took it out of my mouth and began licking and sucking on his balls.

“I want you to cum in me baby” I said as I turned my head to see Freddy. He was getting close too. “And i want you to cum in my mouth” I said to Ron.

Freddy came first. I felt his hot load fill my little pussy up. Then I felt Ron push my head down harder on his shaft until his warm sticky load filled my throat. I swallowed every drop of it.

All 3 of us sat there for a while basking in the ecstasy of what had just happened.

“You owe me $500” said Freddy to Ron.

“Wait, what?” I said.

“We had a bet that we could get you to fuck us before June” replied Freddy.

Maybe I should have been upset, but honestly all I could feel was complete ecstasy at that moment. “Well, give me half and we can go again” I said as I leaned over and took Freddy’s cock in my mouth again.

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The car drew attention the moment it appeared. A sleek BMW i8 coupe in eye-catching metallic blue, it stood out among the sea of family-friendly saloons and estates parked at Sunnyvale college.

Lucy Parker walked slowly over to the metallic machine, more than a little embarrassed that Dan, her dad’s rich but nerdy friend, was making her the centre of attention. But with her parents away and their house being remodeled, it was Dan’s place or a friend’s sofa. Easy choice. After all, Dan had just moved into a VERY nice place.

Dan tapped his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. He didn’t love these college runs, the sheer mundanity of it all. School hadn’t been good to him, but he’d made his own way in life – eventually starting his own firm with his business partner Tim – his old mentor, and Lucy’s father.

Dan had known Lucy since she was nine years old, so she’d become – if not like a daughter, a niece to him. But it had been a few years since he’d seen her so when Tim had asked him to take her in for the 2-week college break, Dan was happy for the opportunity to reconnect. She must be, what, 19 now? 20?The car door opened and. Instead of the awkward young teenager Dan remembered, a beautiful young woman appeared- the unkempt red hair now down to her waist; the oversized jumpers and combat trousers replaced with a figure-hugging black top. As she leaned in to say hi, Dan found his eye briefly drawn to her cleavage before remembering himself and looking Lucy in the eye. Had they always been that heart-stopping shade of blue? She smiled.

“Hello stranger!”

Lucy pushed her bag into the BMW’s tiny back ‘seats’, jumped into the sporty bucket seat in the front and slammed the door closed.

“Let’s get out of here before anyone sees me in this thing,” she laughed. Dan shook his head and started the car.

A youthful 40, Dan had clearly been working out since they last saw each other. He was tan and toned, and between his salt-and-pepper beard and closely-cropped head, his age looked good on him.

Ten minutes later, Dan was showing Lucy around his palatial new home. She immediately knew she was in for a good time. As a confirmed bachelor, Dan had money to burn on creature comforts – the highlight of which was an indoor hot tub just off the gigantic living room. Lucy was surprised at how well she and Dan were getting on – like peers, she thought. But he still wanted to put her at ease.

“I know it’s a bit weird staying away from home, and I’m not exactly run off my feet with visitors here. So feel free to invite some friends over,” Dan said, handing Lucy a glass of champagne. “And don’t worry – I can stay out of your way.”

“Don’t be silly,” Lucy replied. “I’m sure we’ll have fun.” She sipped the champagne – unsurprisingly, the best she’d ever tasted – and thought about the cheap prosecco she was used to sharing with her best friend.

“Actually, I do know someone who’d really appreciate this. My friend Alice.”

“Invite her over, if you like.”

“I should warn you, she can be a bit of a party animal.” That was an understatement. Alice was a one-woman party.

“I’m sure you’re both house trained,” Dan laughed. “And I have plenty more. Just try not to break anything.”

***********************************

The fifth bottle was probably a mistake. The kind of mistake that often happened around Alice. Alice was used to being the centre of attention, particularly in comparison to the shy, introverted Lucy. Though both girls were undeniably attractive, Alice’s striking appearance – closely cropped hair faded into a pixie bob, big brown eyes and naturally full lips – usually caught the eye of any men they met.

The sweet smell of cannabis filled the air and everyone was feeling loose-lipped and hazy. Even Dan was starting to feel less parental. Which was just as well, considering the way Alice had been looking at him all night.

Alice liked older men as a rule, and she considered Dan to be an exceptional example. More attractive than he realised, and lacking the arrogance of many men in his position. Knowing she’d be meeting him, Alice had worn a conservatively-cut but tightly-fitting dress, emphasising her hourglass figure. But his relationship with Lucy, Alice sensed, was getting in the way of trying to outrageously flirt with him.

As the night went on, the conversation took an inevitable turn when Alice started talking about the poor orgasm etiquette gaziantep lezbiyen escort of a recent Tinder hookup.

“Don’t get me wrong,” she was saying. “It’s like, feel free to cum in my mouth – but at least give me some warning!”

Dan interrupted her.

“I don’t want to be That Guy, but I really don’t think I want to hear about Lucy… you know.” He turned to Lucy, apologetically. “I’ve known you too long.”

Alice laughed. “Oh, you’re safe on that front. Lucy’s as pure as driven snow, aren’t you?”

Lucy blushed. “I… I mean…” She sighed. “Boys just don’t really seem interested in me.”

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing,” Dan said, inebriated enough to cross the line. “Are the boys you’re meeting even into women?”

“Oh she gets plenty of attention,” Alice explained. “She’s just scared she doesn’t know what she’s doing.”

“Alice!” Lucy looked less annoyed than she sounded. She secretly enjoyed the description – it was true, after all. She’d love to be as confident and experienced as Alice but it had just never happened for her – a late bloomer, by the time guys had started noticing her she had no idea how to respond or even recognise it.

“I reckon she’s a slut in waiting, actually.”

“Sorry Alice, not all of us spent our lunch breaks giving blowjobs to older boys.”

“Well, maybe you should have!” The two girls laughed. Dan was glad he was hazy; hearing this a lot for him to process. In more ways than one.

“Or maybe,” Alice sounded mischievous as she turned towards Dan and leaned into his ear. She was so close he could feel her breath on his neck, and electric shivers rippled through his body. He felt her right hand over his crotch as she whispered, “Maybe she needs… a demonstration.”

Alice’s hand came down and met Dan’s excitement halfway, her fingers wrapping round him him through his clothes. She turned her head and told Lucy, firmly, “Come here. And pay attention.”

Lucy, speechless, sidled across the sofa as Alice kneeled on the floor in front of Dan. He rose to his feet, his growing bulge at Alice’s eye level as she reached over, unbuckled him, then hooked her thumbs into his waist and pulled down his jeans and boxers in one smooth motion.

Dan’s cock sprang free, slapping Alice on the cheek as it came to rest in front of her. She took a moment to admire it – neatly trimmed, with a thick shaft that she could only just get her fingers round, and a beautifully shaped head – wider still, but sloping down to a point which Alice could fit on the tip of her tongue.

Lucy stared, wide-eyed, moving to the floor with Alice so she could see everything. What at first felt wrong – Dan – Uncle Dan, her reliable guardian, a man who’d seen her cry because she didn’t like the colour of a birthday cake, naked in front of her – now felt very, very right. So right, in fact, that the sight of his arousal was making Lucy wet herself.

“And this,” Alice said, turning to her friend as she started gently stroking Dan with her hand, “Is what you do with a dick.”

She turned back to Dan, looked up into his eyes, then slowly ran her tongue over the head of his cock until it was glistening with her spit. As Dan sighed, Alice opened her mouth and engulfed his head, taking it into her mouth and closing her lips around it. She stroked the underside with her tongue, causing Dan to thrust towards her. Alice pulled away, holding the persistent cock at bay.

“Now, this is important,” she said. “You want to take as much of him into your mouth as you can, but keep your teeth tucked away. Like this.” She wrapped her teeth over her lips, then slowly let Dan’s entire length into her until her lips reached the base. She held herself there, then slowly brought her head back until only the head remained, her lips clamped down. Dan moaned, and put his hand on Alice’s head, pushing her back slightly.

Lucy was transfixed, and more turned on than she’d ever been in her life. She’d watched porn, of course, but the men had always seemed so aggressive and larger than life, with cocks that looked painful rather than pleasurable. Dan’s, on the other hand, long enough to give Alice’s hands a workout but perfectly proportioned and with that big, juicy head – it looked like it would actually feel good inside her.

Lucy’s dress was hitched up to her waist, her fingers stroking her clit in time with Alice’s mouth escort gaziantep lezbiyen sliding up and down, until she let Dan fall from her lips and turned to Lucy.

“Your turn,” she said, reaching out to pull her friend gently toward her. Lucy looked up to see Dan, his face a combination of shock and joy as he watched Alice guide her towards him.

She tentatively licked his tip, pleasantly surprised by the way it felt on her tongue. Alice moved her hand away and Lucy replaced it with hers, wrapping her fingers as far as she could around it. Lubricated by Alice’s spit, she started to stroke. She noted how smooth it felt, and felt herself getting wetter as she moved her head forward and did as Alice had told her.

Dan watched as Lucy slowly, cautiously, took him into her mouth. She felt warm, welcoming. Her eyes – the ones he thought he knew, usually begging him for a toy, or explaining some ridiculous cartoon – took on a new life as they gazed up from his hard, eager cock.

He reached down and stroked her hair as she looked up at him, eyes wide. She started to suck properly, getting into the rhythm quickly. She was enjoying it.

Alice was watching Lucy like a proud teacher, whispering pointers into her ear – stop now; lick there; do this for a few seconds but not too long or he’ll cum in your mouth.

As Lucy bobbed her head, taking more of Dan each time, she felt his cock get even harder. He was pushing her head forcefully now, thrusting himself into the back of her throat.

“I’m…” he began panting under his breath. “I’m gonna…” Alice grabbed his cock and squeezed the base between two fingers. It twitched in her hand, then relaxed slightly.

“Let’s not have Lucy’s introduction be an unexpected mouthful,” Alice giggled. Lucy was relieved – she had no idea what to expect, but it sounded … messy.

“Lucy, what you’re about to see isn’t mandatory – but it will make you very popular.” Alice formed a seal around Dan’s cock with her mouth, pumping him with her hand.

Within seconds, he was shaking. Lucy saw his cock pulsing, then Alice react as the load hit her. Dan had his hands wrapped around Alice’s head now, pushing her into him. Cum started to dribble from her mouth. She pulled away, gasping, Dan’s cum all over her lips. A big smile, and then it was gone. Dan collapsed back onto the sofa.

“Did you swallow it all?” Lucy was incredulous.

“Of course,” Alice smiled. “But you still need to experience a guy coming inside you. There’s nothing like it.”

She looked over at Dan, close to passing out on the sofa. “He’s out for a little while I think, though.”

Alice lit a joint, and the two girls – Alice with Dan’s cum drying on her mouth, Lucy’s skirt hitched up and her pussy still begging for stimulation, went looking for the hot tub.

***********************************

Dan woke up and had three thoughts, in this order: Why am I on the sofa? Why am I naked? And did I really let Lucy… he’d answered them all before he’d finished them.

He pulled himself up off the sofa and walked into the living room. He could hear Alice’s filthy laugh, and the sound of water bubbling. There was another sound too – the unmistakable noise of Lucy’s voice, moaning ecstatically.

Sliding open the door, Dan stopped in his tracks to take in the scene in front of him. The girls’ clothes lay strewn across the deck, where they’d fallen as they both stripped on their way in. Lucy was perched on the edge, leaning back, legs open wide, breasts pointing upwards, eyes closed and mouth open..

Alice, stood up in the tub, had her head between Lucy’s thighs, her right arm moving back and forth.

Dan approached from the side, giving him a view of Alice, her tongue rolling in circles on Lucy’s clit and two fingers inside of her. His cock started to fill with blood.

“I hope I’m not interrupting…”

Alice pulled her mouth away, her fingers still pumping Lucy’s g-spot.

“Right on time actually. She’s all warmed up for you.” She brought her fingers to her mouth and tasted Lucy’s pussy. “Lucy – on all fours.”

In a sexual daze, Lucy did as she was told – her hands out in front of her as she presented her pussy to Dan.

“Now, remember it’s her first time. Go slow.”

Dan nodded, and lifted his cock so just the tip was stroking Lucy, starting at her wet opening and moving slowly to gaziantep lezbiyen escortlar her clit. He wanted this to feel as good for her as it possibly could. But within three strokes, she was pushing herself back into him. Lucy – already soaking wet from Alice’s mouth and on the brink of orgasm – felt an urge she’d never experienced before, an emptiness. The sensation of Dan teasing her, almost entering her, was more than she could bear.

As Dan slowly pushed his cock over her pussy her for a fourth time, her wetness pulled him straight inside of her. He stopped at the tip, and gently began to pull out before sliding it in again. Just the head of his cock, oh-so-slowly moving against Lucy’s labia.

Lucy was… not groaning but growling. Dan gave her an extra inch before pulling back again and she cried out – “I want it all!”. The third was a thrust, his whole width stretching her out, his length filling her up.

One phrase repeating over in his head: He was fucking Lucy. Lucy!

Dan had to get that idea out of his head, the sheer forbidden nature was sending additional sensitivity down his body, where Lucy’s, warm, inexperienced pushy was already clinging pretty tightly.

He squeezed her ass cheek as he pulled out of her, and sat on the edge of the hot tub. He felt a hand his shoulder, then found himself faced with Alice’s completely bald slit. He leaned forward to put his mouth on her, but she pushed him back and lowered herself, pushing his erection up so her pussy was pinning it to his body.

“I want Lucy to learn as many of my moves as possible,” she purred, rocking her hips slowly, stroking the underside and making Dan gasp with pleasure. Gradually, Alice thrust her ass further back until the dick was pointing at her, and in one move she took it inside her, sitting down hard onto Dan’s lap, pressing her breasts into his face. She was completely in control, rolling her body against him exactly the way she wanted.

Lucy, half-sitting and half-laying on the hot tub next to them, frantically touching herself, was awestruck by Alice’s confidence. And jealous that she had Dan’s beautiful dick, Lucy’s new favourite toy.

Alice could feel Dan’s mounting excitement and as much as she wanted to cum herself, she was too invested in making sure Lucy got to feel everything. She pushed Dan back, kissed him hard on the mouth, and slowly lifted herself off him, feeling every inch of him on the way out.

Lucy could see in Dan’s eyes that he’d had almost all he could take. Newly empowered, she crawled over to him and slid her hand around his cock – somehow it felt even bigger now. She whispered into his ear

“Do you want to cum?”

Dan, speechless, just nodded. Lucy threw one leg over him, and balanced herself on his shoulders as she slowly lowered herself. He held his cock up, stroking her again as she reached him. She winced with pleasure as he re-entered her and pushed herself down until he was completely filling her. Looking him in the eyes, she asked,

“Do you want to cum inside me?”

He grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her passionately, urgently. She continued to push down, not letting him move.

From behind, Lucy felt Alice’s hands on her breasts, stroking her nipples. She sighed. She’d been missing out on so much.

Lucy sat still for a moment, enjoying every sensation of Dan’s cock, as deep as it could go. Of his eyes seeing her as so much more than just a little girl. Of Alice’s hands. She started to roll her hips, gripping his shaft hard with her pussy. Dan began to grind back harder into her, every time feeling like he was going a little deeper. Soon their breathing became shallow. She felt him growing harder still, inside her. She loved it. But did that mean..?

Dan was pulling her into him now, fucking her hard without letting her move.

Alice leaned over. “Oh, you’re gonna make him cum!”

“The… feeling’s… mutual!” Lucy managed between gasps, feeling a fire inside her, her pussy contracting around Dan. But he went first – falling backwards from his waist, gasping, as he pumped her so hard it began to hurt.

She felt his whole cock twitch, the throbbing of his shaft inside her finally taking her over the edge. As she came, she squeezed hard and felt the fluid warmth of Dan, filling whatever space was left inside her, the sticky sensation of the cum pouring out as he continued thrusting into her. Until he was empty.

Lucy shook on Dan’s lap until her orgasm subsided. She realised there was one thing she hadn’t yet done. She put her hand between her legs, where he was still inside her, touching herself and him, then brought her fingers up to her mouth. They were coated in his cum.

Dan’s face was a picture as she put her fingers. “I think the next few weeks are going to be a lot of fun,” she said.

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LADY SWALLOW!

Fuck! Shit! Dammit to hell! I don’t wanna fucking do this, but I damn-well better!

Flipping open his cell phone, Jack Grant punched in Spencer’s number. As soon as his best friend answered, Jack could hear some kind of music in the background. Spencer never plays music so it must be the TV.

Jack was elated, Hot damn — at last, a fucking a break! Spencer’s busy watching a game or something. I can just tell him I’ll call back later, like maybe in a hundred years or so.

Desperately clutching at the reprieve, Jack’s words rushed out nonstop. “Hey, Spence! Sorry to interrupt. Sounds like you’re busy watching something, so I won’t bother you. It can wait. I just catch you at the office on Mon… “

“Nah! No problem at all,” Spencer interrupted him. “Hell, Jack, I’m glad you called, and I got plenty of time. Mac’s swiped the damn TV controller, bound-and-determined to watch some dance show. Not that I care; there’s nothing on it worth watching anyway. So, what’s up?”

Jack sighed in defeat. I’m a doomed man.

“Well, you might wanna find a place to get comfortable; this may take a few minutes.”

“OK. Just let me move back into the kitchen, grab a glass of ice tea, and find a place to sit.”

Jack waited several seconds. Obviously, the first thing Spencer did was tell Mac to turn down the TV. The other end of the phone got suddenly quieter, followed by the sound of a refrigerator door opening and closing. Next, there came the soft tinkling of ice cubes filling a glass and, after what seemed an eternity, Spence was back on the line. “Okay, I’m set. Fire away.”

“Here goes. First, I think I’m too old to have a teenage daughter,” Jack confessed. Start with the safe stuff! Ease him into it!

Peals of genuine laughter rang out from the other end.

“Yeah, yeah…that’s right. Laugh your ass off; it’s fucking hysterical. But, I’m not kidding, Spence; I swear to God, I barely survived the other night with Nikki and MacKenzie both here. Christ, I feel so fucking old.”

He cleared his throat. “Do they seem more mature to you? I mean do the questions they’ve started asking seem to be about more ‘adult’ stuff, lately?”

From his kitchen, Spencer looked into the front room at MacKenzie as she lay on the floor watching some dance show on the wide screen. Her ass moved in time with the dancing. Nothing new there. It’s a very nice ass. It just happens to be my daughter’s ass. ‘Nuff said!

“No,” he said thinking, “Only change I have noticed is my credit card sure-as-shit has taken a beating this month. That much has changed.”

Nervous as hell, Jack cleared his throat again. Christ Almighty, he’s clueless! Oh God, how am I gonna ask this without getting killed? How to ask?

“Oh, come on Jack, stop clearing your fucking throat; it’s a dead giveaway. You only do that is when you are sitting on a shitty poker hand or uncomfortable with something you need to say. We ain’t playing poker, so just spit it out,” Spence prompted.

“Has Mackenzie asked anything about sex? You know, like seeking info. Like needing info about boys or men?” Or about blow jobs? There must be a way to say this.

Spencer wondered aloud, “What’s all this about Jack?”

Okay, how about this? Hey, Spence, I’m helping the girls learn about sex? Nope! I’m helping MacKenzie perfect her swallowing technique? Definite nope! MacKenzie kissed me naked? Nope. I found MacKenzie and Nicole asleep naked and, while I watched, MacKenzie went down on Nikki four times. Nope!

In his mind’s eye, each of those statements ends with a terrifying vision of Spencer hanging up the phone and driving over to his house. Then, after crashing his steel-gray Jeep Grand Cherokee 4×4 into Jack’s front room, Spence climbs out of the SUV and proceeds to kick Jack’s ass. Finally, as an afterthought, Spencer methodically tears him limb from limb, calmly pours gasoline over his dismembered but still writhing carcass, and calmly strikes a match.

Jack rubbed his brow. “I think I may have just had the Bird’s and Bee’s talk, or a least some part of it, with Nicole. Since she and MacKenzie seem to share even the tiniest bits of information this summer, I thought maybe you should know.” Partially true at least. What I just did with Nicole was definitely within the parameters of the ‘Daddy-Daughter Talk’. Give or take an eternally damning sin or two.

Spencer seemed to take forever before responding. At last, he spoke, “Shit! I was hoping to put this off a bit. You know, till after she married? Or the last weekend before college.”

Jack damn-near passed out from relief. He bought it! Thank you, thank you, thank you God!

“Thanks, Jack,” Spence continued, “To tell you the truth, she did seem a little quieter after their sleepover. I wondered what they are talking about?” His voice rose, “What the hell am I saying? God damn it, I’m not gaziantep escort bayan reklamları ready for this!”

“Spence, I’m not sure that I’m ready for this coming of age stuff either,”Jack admitted out loud. At least, that is definitely the truth.

“So, how was the ‘Birds and the Bees Talk’?”

“What?” Shit! Shit! Shit! Jack searched frantically for some way not to talk about this.

“So help me out here, Jack; give me some pointers. How did it go? What did you talk about? I’m curious, ’cause like you said, ‘they share everything’.”

Jack scrambled, Don’t panic! Just take a deep breath! It’s an innocent enough question; nothing but two normal dads talking about how to handle similar problems. Happens all the time.

At that precise moment, Jack Grant decided to survive no matter what it took; suddenly he became the best friend another single dad could have. Keeping his voice calm and relaxed, he began, “Oh, you know, I guess the usual. Subjects like how to keep your panties on. What to do with fluids. How to tell if the boy likes you. How tricky men can be when they want to get into a girl’s panties.” Quickly clarified,”Of course, I mean how to keep her panties on. Tricks to satisfy the boy without giving up her virginity!” Jack paused, then continued almost clinically,”We covered hand jobs; we covered dry humping; we covered kisses.” And oh yeah, Spence; I find it all works best if you throw in a little ‘show ‘n tell’! God, I hope I didn’t say that out loud.

In his imagination, Jack kept hearing the distinct echo of a hammer pounding after each mention of his ‘Birds and Bees’ discussion with Nikki; he just couldn’t tell if the sound was a coffin nail being driven into a casket or the gavel on a judge’s bench. Neither image soothed his worries. It didn’t make any difference either way, the verdict was ‘Guilty … guilty … guilty’!

“Wow! Jack, that’s totally … ” Spence tried to find just the right word. Terrifying!

“Spencer, honestly it was the most emotionally and physically tiring talk I’ve ever had in my life. I’m freaking exhausted.” Maybe ‘drained’ would be a more accurate description. Drained, definitely drained!

I fucking hate being a single dad! Spencer thought. “I guess I better sit down with MacKenzie before someone else does. You know, before I walk in on her going down on someone and have to kill him.”

Kill him?! Jack cringed. “Hey, I’ll let you have the rest of your day. I’m worn out anyway. I think I’ll turn in early tonight.”

“Jack, I …. I want to thank you for all the time you let MacKenzie spend at your house. I know she can be a handful. I’m so grateful that you and Nikki share your lives with her.” Laughing, Spencer added,”And I want you to know it’s not just because you never get laid and I do!” And, God knows I’d never get laid if Mac was here all the time.

Fortunately for both of them Spence couldn’t see Jack scowl, jerk the phone away from his ear, and flip it off with the bird. Oh, very fucking funny! No, I don’t mind at all being the single father of ‘two’ girls while you get your ashes hauled on a regular basis by someone in orange shorts and a tight white shirt with Big Owl Eyes on it.

Instead, Jack graciously replied, “It’s been a pleasure to see her grow up, Spencer. I loved helping teach her to ride a bicycle. I loved teaching them to fly a kite at the beach.” And since you put it that way, I fucking loved teaching your daughter to throat-fuck. Actually I’m embarrassed to death at my lack of control, but I can’t tell you either of those things.

Jack reminisced, “They have grown up …”

Spencer finished the thought, “… like sisters!”

Jack added quietly, “It’s like having …”

Spencer chimed in again, “… two daughters.”

” ‘Night, Spencer.”

” ‘Night, Jack. Thanks for the heads-up.”

While the dads were finishing their man-to-man talk, a disgruntled Nikki walked into the living room. She plopped down on the floor on her tummy, her fingers fiddling with the small knobs on her game controller. She rolled over on her back and groaned in frustration. I’m so bored. My dad is totally useless; he hasn’t paid attention to me all day. All day! He’s just been reading some manual from one of his games. Now, he is on the phone with Uncle Spencer.

And he’s never going to answer my question! It’s been hours! I’ll go crazy if I keep thinking about it!

.

Sighing, she hit the power button on the controller. The PlayStation box lit up happily. She rolled back onto her tummy. Escape from boredom beckoned as the lighted stripe on the case began to pulse. Play me!

A dark and haunting strain of music filled her headphones as she returned to the ‘Holds of Skyrim’. It was a virtual world of myth, magic, dragons, and dragon slayers. In an ancient nation gaziantep bayan escort reklamları split by civil war, Nicole’s plays the role of a Dragonborn, a long-awaited herald of either a New Age or the End of the World. In this vast virtual landscape, her avatar, Lady Swallow, moved gracefully and noiselessly through a rustic town. It was dark outside and no one noticed her. She was like a living shadow. The haunting music of the game ebbed and flowed around her like a dirge.

Lady Swallow was hungry. It was night. It was summer. She needed to feed.

Nikki lay on the floor using the controller. The avatar that she’d created months ago was a now a vampire, which meant the whole world turned hostile if they found her out. The young female vampire looked just like Nikki. Blond, long haired, slight of build, and almost willowy, her avatar was almost girlish in figure. It had taken Nicole four hours to replicate herself in the game. She had more than a thousand hours of play in this persona.

She hadn’t planned on being a vampire, but she’d been bitten and infected during a fight with a cult of the ‘Undead’ who killed a small girl in the village. The cost of her careless moment, avenging the death of the girl, had been this curse. Now, she found it a source of increased strength and endurance.

Nikki’s avatar searched the far corners of this fantasy world for ‘words of power’. When speaking these words using ‘The Voice’, she invoked the power of the ancient language of dragons. Words shaped this world. She wielded magic like a shield. She wielded magic like a weapon. She usually fought with a dark elf at her side, but they had become separated in the underground caverns outside town. That was okay, because there were some things about herself she didn’t want the dark elf to know. The dark elf was a mercenary and master of combat. Any weapon Nikki gave her, she used to perfection. She had no mercy and Nikki never had to save her. She was totally fierce. The elf reminded her of MacKenzie.

But, right now, Lady Swallow was alone.

She didn’t want her dark-elf companion to know how hungry she was. She especially didn’t want her to know how she satisfied her hunger.

Unheard by Nikki, Jack Grant walked up behind his teenage daughter as she lay on the floor playing the game. He watched as a naked young woman on the screen moved silently down a rustic hall. Her eyes glowed. She was naked. He frowned; the character bore a distinct resemblance to Nicole. I didn’t know video games were so realistic. Her body is almost like Nikki’s. I also didn’t know video game characters were naked.

“Nicole?”

She still didn’t hear him with the game turned up, so he reached down and touched her shoulder.

“Hey there, Daddy.” She turned her head.

“Why is your character naked? I mean, don’t these games have some kind of parental controls on them for kids?”

Kid? Cocking an eyebrow, she shot him a look. “Dad, I distinctly remember turning eighteen about five months ago. You remember, the party with the Dairy Queen Ice Cream cake? How come you always seem to forget that?”

“Sorry, my bad. Yeah, yeah … you’re a young woman. So, may I ask why your character just happens to run around naked?”

“My character in the game is very powerful. I’ve played her so long that I can beat most enemies easily if I use armor and weapons. I’m playing her without weapons and armor to see if she is powerful enough to fight without them; I’m trying to see if she can win even naked. She uses magic and other powers to stay alive.”

“Other powers?”

“Watch!”

While Jack observed, Nikki’s character slipped into one of the rooms that must have been in some kind of hostel or inn. A woman lay on a bed. The avatar removed her clothes. Still, the woman did not stir. Nikki’s character bent closer. Glowing eyes!

Jack smiled. “She’s a vampire?”

“Yes, she is, but not just a vampire.” She is much, much more!

“Oh?”

The woman on the bed tried to stir. Nikki’s avatar waited till she resumed sleeping. As she leaned over the sleeping form, the question “Feed?” appeared on the screen. Nikki fed.

“She’s a sex vampire!” Nikki declared proudly. Lady Swallow is the first ever sex vampire! I rule!

“What the fuck is a sex vampire?”Jack blurted out. What the hell kind of game is this?

“Her name is Lady Swallow. She takes blood to live, but she also feeds on secret desires and fantasies. She feeds on their dreams while they sleep.” Everyone has secret fantasies, Daddy. Even you!

“You do lead a rich fantasy life, Nikki!” Like father, like daughter!

Jack took a place on the couch, not really paying attention to what she was playing anymore. However, he was paying attention to what she was wearing. He looked at his daughter, lying there on the escort gaziantep bayan reklamları rug dressed in a t-shirt barely long enough cover her small butt. He waited as she kicked each foot back and forth. He saw where her legs entered the long tee. He couldn’t see any panties, but he shook off that thought as he started reading.

Jack was already half-way through a seven-hundred page manual for the simulation game he was currently enjoying each night in his den. The title of the manual: The Falcon 4.0 Officer’s Edition Loose-Leaf Manual. He was reading-up on the procedures for aerial refueling and trying to figure out how to keep his jet F-16 from bobbing up and down behind the air tanker as he approached. The Chapter: The care and feeding of your Falcon!

Nikki reached forward, placing her game-controller carefully on the floor in front of the plasma-screen TV. Her shirt rode up just enough to answer his question. Bare cheeks. No panties. He sighed audibly and she looked over her shoulder at him. She thought for a minute and got up, stretching. That lifted the shirt enough for him to see her bald, little pussy peek out.

She sat down next to him. “I’m starving, Daddy!” Putting her head against his shoulder, she pleaded, “Feed me.” The haunting music of Skyrim filled the living room as the game’s soundtrack played on.

Jack had to laugh at the incongruity of his daughter using those words after what he’d just seen her character do in the game. Kissing the top of her head, he stood and headed to the kitchen to prepare them a dinner.

The Grants had a late supper of fresh spinach salad, chock-full of cucumbers and tomatoes and topped with bacon dressing. To hers, Nikki added sprinkles of six different cheeses and some pecan halves. She dragged her bowl back to the living room to play her game. Jack wasn’t really hungry. Satisfied she wouldn’t die of malnutrition, he retired to his den to play on the computer but his mind wasn’t in it. After a drink or two or three, he thought over the morning. Was that really our ‘Birds and Bees’ talk?

An exhausted Jack went to bed early. Tossing and turning, his last waking thought was Nikki’s warning, Just don’t take forever!

It was almost midnight, Nicole was still on the PlayStation in Skyrim. She was thinking about their morning while she played. She looked outside at the deepening darkness. Night has fallen. In the game, in the world of Skyrim, night had fallen as well.

Lady Swallow was hungry. It was night. It was summer. She needed to feed.

Armor off and weapons removed, she moved naked towards the King’s hall. Here, in the imaginary world of the Holds of Skyrim, she was a dreaded legend. She had become a creature of magic and power, both respected and feared. What I want, what I need, I take! Try to stop me if you dare!

Silently, she crept past a guard into the royal chamber. It was dark. The King, an older man, not unlike her father, lay sleeping. She looked down on him. Then, she removed his clothes. She took just enough blood to fight off the fever of her hunger. She took it with a night kiss. He lay there afterward, diminished. Swallow wanted more. She intended no real harm, but she needed this. She created a staff almost from thin air. It gleamed. Pointed it at the sleeping king; it reached out, touching his innermost fantasies. It took his dreams. The strength of his secret needs fed the staff’s power. Lady Swallow could use that power.

It was midnight when Nikki saved her progress in the game and shut down the PlayStation. She stretched. She wasn’t tired, but she was hungry. It was late at night. It was summer. She needed something.

Sometimes art imitates life. Sometimes life imitates art.

Nicole stood in front of the open refrigerator. She had a drink of milk from the bottle. Nothing in there seemed appetizing. Her hunger grew. It’s not my tummy that feels empty. This hunger is lower.

Nikki smiled faintly. Her eyes filled with need. She was beginning to recognize this feeling. Without a moment’s hesitation, she did what she had done hundreds of times in Skyrim. Nicole stripped naked. She removed the band holding her hair in a ponytail. Shaking her head, her hair fanned out dropping across both shoulders. Her appearance became wild and untamed with her hair like that. She smiled, moving soundlessly across the carpet and quietly mounted the stairs.

She was accustomed to the dark. It wrapped her in a cloak. Tonight, it would obscure what she was planning to do. Like a shadow, she moved down the hall towards her dad’s room. This night, there is no lightening to break the darkness that hides me in this hall.

“I can do this!” She closed her eyes for a moment, then Nikki’s lips whispered a silent invocation.

I am the need that burns in the night. I am the eyes that see in the dark. I am the night wind that rustles no leaf. I am the shadow that leaves no trace of passing.

I take only what I need.

He will not wake. He will not see. He will not know.

It was Nikki who moved towards her father’s door, but t was Lady Swallow who crossed the threshold to the King’s royal bedchamber. This house’s guardian, a giant and fierce bear, lay sleeping down the hall. The King is unprotected. He lays there under the covers, defenseless, before me. The man is tired. Like all tired men, he snores.

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Story so far…

Residents of Olur, a remote village in southern India fondly worship Angannan, a rural deity. The descendants of Angannan reside in the same village and their house is called ‘The Big House’.

Annam, a widow and the current descendant of Angannan is living with her son Balu. Her step-daughter Pushpa is married to Sundar, a Doctor and the couple are settled in the city.

Balu, 18 years and horny manages to seduce his own mother before the annual festival. Annam decides to find a bride for Balu after coming to know that he had spied on his own step-sister while having sex with her husband. Annam realizes that she needs to engage her son sexually to prevent him from trying any adventures with his step- sister. She seduces him again.

Sundar and Pushpa attend the ceremonious beginning of the annual festival which includes marriage engagements as well. Sundar discovers Rani, a prospective bride looking vexed apparently because of her unwillingness to get married to a man who looked old enough to be her father. Even as Pushpa expresses her helplessness in stopping such a marriage, it suddenly begins pouring. It was the village custom to abandon the festival in the event of unseasonal rains as it was considered bad omen. Sundar and Pushpa consider the sudden downpour as divine intervention and decide to rescue the young girl.

Sundar and Pushpa convince Annam to agree to get Rani married to Balu which she does. But, the mother-son duo’s sexual escapades continue and Sundar gets a glimpse of the incestuous relationship between Annam and Balu.

*****

Pt. 05

It took a few seconds for Annam to realize that someone had been spying while she was having sex with her son through the ventilator. Neither did it take much time for her to conclude that Sundar was the only other male in the Big House and in all probabilities, it was he who had watched her fuck-show. For a few minutes she went through a variety of emotions ranging from shame to anger realizing that her best-kept secret had been discovered by none other than her own son-in-law.

What next? She began thinking. Will Sundar disclose the matter to Pushpa? How will she react to such a deplorable act of incest by her step-brother and step-mother? Should Balu be informed about Sundar’s spying act? What would he do?

After some tormenting minutes when questions paraded one after another, Annam suddenly thought about the semen on the storeroom walls. Did Sundar masturbate watching her and Balu enjoying together? Why should he get aroused rather than feel disgusted even while watching a mother and son having sex? If he was indeed excited to watch her and her son, would he really bother to spill the beans to his wife?

Probably not! She thought.

“Still dreaming?”

Balu’s startling voice interrupted Annam’s thinking and she turned around to see her son’s face glowing in fulfillment after a memorable fucking session with his mother.

“You were very hot today,” Balu winked at his mother. “I need to go and set the farm house right for the guests or else I would love to stay in the bed until evening.”

‘How happy he looks!’ Annam began thinking again. ‘Should I tell him that our secret is out in the open and things won’t be the same again henceforth?’

“What is the matter with you?” Balu sounded anxious watching the slight murkiness in Annam’s face. “Are you alright, mom?”

“Sundar is upstairs,” Annam mumbled emotionlessly. “You better behave or go to the farm at once.”

“When did he return?” Balu’s voice clogged.

Annam gauged her son’s tension quickly. The worst consequence of telling him that Sundar had seen her fucking her own son would be a sudden end to the incestuous relationship, at least till Balu’s wedding. She didn’t want that to happen so soon.

“Don’t worry,” Annam replied with a forced smile. “He came back just now.”

“Thank God!” Balu sighed in relief. “I must better keep going. I don’t want those daily wagers to fool around in the farm.”

“Ok,” Annam said and watched her son rushing out of the Big House and once he vanished from her eyes, she glanced at the staircase. Then she turned around and glanced at the store room and thought about the semen on the common wall inside. She imagined Sundar jerking off inside the store room while peeping through the ventilator to watch the live sex show put on by her and her son. She was convinced that her son-in-law had enjoyed the visual feast.

She decided to wait downstairs for a while to see if Sundar comes down to have a talk with her. Pushpa had gone to the town for distributing invitations to her friends and was expected only in the evening. There were at least a couple of hours left to Annam and Balu to sort out things if at all they wished. Sundar was playing hide and seek and Annam knew it was she who needed to take the initiative. But, the question was, will Sundar talk to her when Pushpa was not around?

Annam couldn’t recollect many instances where she had ever been at a touching distance with Balu. He always looked like gaziantep escort bayan ilanları a faithful husband, respectful son-in-law and a no-nonsense individual. From whatever accounts Pushpa used to give about her husband, Annam always believed that Sundar felt discomfort mingling with women even in the city he lived. Strange it may sound as he was a practicing medical professional in a city where women weren’t so hesitant to shake hands with males or touching innocuously.

Sundar and his parents had once seen Pushpa in some marriage in the town and they were so impressed with her politeness and simplicity that they travelled straight to the Big House to seek Pushpa’s hands for Sundar. Annam still remembered Sundar squirming in the chair in absolute shyness unbecoming of a well-educated doctor. In a way, it looked as though Sundar and Pushpa were made for each other as they had so many things in common except for the fact that Sundar was born and brought up in a buzzing city unlike Pushpa who grew up in a dusty remote village. Annam had since then believed that Pushpa’s marriage was perhaps the best thing to have happened in the Big House, after all the perils that kept occurring generation after generation.

But, are things about to change? Annam wondered.

Suddenly Annam heard the footsteps on the stairs and her heart began beating fast all over again. Sundar emerged with head bowed down, walked across the huge hall ignoring Annam’s presence, opened the wooden cupboard, kept the railway time-table inside, closed the door and began walking back towards the stairs.

“Sundar!” Annam managed to call out with a shaky voice.

Sundar was taken aback as Annam had never called him by his name. As he turned and looked at his mother-in-law’s face, he couldn’t gauge her strange expression.

“I need to talk to you. Sit down,” Annam showed a chair just opposite to her. Sundar dragged his feet to the chair and sat on the edge.

‘We have never sat so close till date,’ Annam thought. ‘I am seeing the small black mole on his right cheek for the very first time. Unlike Balu, he seems to be clean-shaven every day. He must be trimming his mustache too.’

“Were you in the store room?” Annam asked bluntly. Sundar looked up, stared into her eyes for a moment before bowing his head down again.

“I did,” Sundar replied hoarsely. “I am sorry about that. I had no business to do that.”

“Well,” Annam moved slightly forward on her chair, close enough to hear Sundar breathing. “I know you are embarrassed. I am sorry about that as well.”

Sundar kept looking at the floor as if he was searching for words. It took a while before he eventually looked up and said in a firm voice. “It will remain a secret.”

Annam was dumbfounded. Obviously, she didn’t have any more questions to ask.

For the next few moments, only the gentle noise of the ceiling fan was heard in the room.

“Did you…enjoy watching..?” Annam lowered her voice and asked after prolonged hesitation. “I saw something…I thought you enjoyed watching us!”

Sundar looked up again and watched Annam very closely. He couldn’t see any hint of guilt or embarrassment. But, her eyes were sparkling with a strange glow.

“You did enjoy that Sundar,” Annam reiterated. “You left behind some clue and it is still very much there.”

Sundar was still staring at his mother-in-law. He couldn’t meet her eyes for long and had to lower his eyes when he saw her breasts heaving beneath the saree. He felt as though it had just dawned onto him that she doesn’t put on a bra or blouse. His mind began rewinding the scenes he had witnessed and he could remember how Balu was playing with her huge boobs with unabashed lust. He also felt his dick had begun throbbing and his heart beating at a rapid pace.

“I am sorry,” Sundar said with folded hands, stood up and started walking towards the stairs.

Annam didn’t stop him.

‘He will turn around to look at me,’ Annam told herself. ‘If he does, it means he wants me.’

Balu could have easily jumped the stairs and reached upstairs but just as he was about to place his foot on the wooden stairs, he got some mysterious instinct to turn back and look at his mother-in-law. He failed in overcoming the urge, stopped and turned back to look at Annam.

Annam smiled at Sundar as her expectation had come true. But, what she did next was something which Sundar never expected.

Even as Sundar stood wondering to smile back at his mother-in-law or not, she shockingly pulled off her saree from her left shoulder and revealed her naked boobs. Sundar froze at once but his eyes zoomed on Annam’s marvelous boobs, dark red areola and perky nipples which looked like inviting him to savor. It took a few dreary moments for Sundar to come to terms with the reality before he swiftly turned away and climbed up the stairs quicker than ever before.

Annam continued smiling as she covered her naked breasts again and began walking towards the kitchen. escort bayan gaziantep ilanları She was convinced that Sundar has developed a deep lust for her and it was just a question of time before he eventually consummates. In hindsight, Annam also realized about her own lust for Sundar which seemed to have sprung from nowhere.

By the time Pushpa arrived early in the evening, a few things had taken place in the Big House. Sundar had masturbated a couple of times after his mother-in-law had sleazily displayed her boobs to him. Annam had managed to clean the cum stains on the store room walls with quite a bit of effort. The aroused lady still found time to fetch a fresh cucumber from the backyard and had played with her pussy fantasizing about her handsome son-in-law. Needless to say, preparing the evening snacks and country coffee didn’t take much time for the experienced woman.

“Why are you always away from home?” Sundar chided Pushpa as she entered their room with the baby. “At least you can leave the baby with me if you are so keen in roaming around in this heat.”

Pushpa was surprised at her husband’s irritation.

“What is the problem dear?” She came close to Sundar and gently planted a kiss on his lips. “I know I am leaving you alone because of the marriage arrangements. But, we always have the nights to be together. Don’t we?”

Sundar felt ashamed to have vented his anger on his unsuspecting wife. He was going through turmoil after watching Annam and Balu have sex; the conversation with his mother-in-law; her exposing of boobs and last but not the least the masturbation sessions he had been forced to indulge after all the day’s developments.

“I love you Pushpa,” Sundar muttered as he pulled his wife into a tight hug. “I wish we could leave this place as quick as possible. Let us return to our own sweet world.”

Pushpa stroked her husband’s hair and remained silent. She innocently assumed several reasons for her husband’s sudden disenchantment. She was aware that Sundar was deeply attached to his parents as well as his profession. Although he loved visiting the village once in a year, he was extremely critical of the superstitions surrounding the Big House and the medieval beliefs of the village. She realized that the annual festival was packed with certain rituals which Sundar dismissed as irrational and demeaning women. Sundar was religious but was extremely averse to senseless customs in the village.

The third day of the annual festival was a testimony to what Sundar had always perceived as a blind faith. The day included some strange ceremonies that belied even common sense.

All the adult male residents of the village were mandated to move out of the village before dawn and stay near the community cremation yard which was a good four kilometers from the village. After sunrise, women of the village, wearing just a towel to hide their breasts and womanhood would walk towards the river with metal pots. The women would then take bath in the river, fetch water, carry the pots on their heads, march towards the temple and pour the water on the deity. New sets of dresses would be distributed to each one of them and the women would break coconuts to signal the culmination of the ceremony. Men were supposed to return only after hearing the temple bell once the coconut breaking ceremony was completed. In all these rituals, widows were forbidden to take part.

During this time, no vehicular traffic was allowed in and out of the village and if any male adult was found anywhere inside the village, he will be tied to a tree till evening. After sunset, the oldest living women of the village will hit the man with a thick stick and pour cow dung on his head before he is freed.

There were several explanations for the ritual and the simplest of them was to stop ghosts and evil spirits from entering the village while the women indulge in the purification act. But, as years passed by, the ritual served as an opportunity for many men of the village to gamble, consume country liquor and even visit whores elsewhere.

The funniest part of the whole ritual was that, members from the Big House were exempted outright. So, neither the male members of the Big House moved out of the village nor the female members needed to perform the purification rituals. After all, the Big House members were the heirs of the deity.

Balu had grabbed this opportunity to earn the goodwill of the village males. The family owned vast palm groves in the outskirts of the village and Balu ensured to be present in the farm the previous day itself. The hardworking peasants of the village were fond of ‘toddy’, a sort of alcoholic beverage extracted from the palmyra trees and they were very fond of the taste of the toddy from the saps of Balu’s palm groves. Balu engaged daily wagers from outside to extract sufficient toddy for the villagers and of course, himself. He also knew a few aged widows who were keen to taste the toddy and had even offered a pot to gaziantep bayan escort ilanları his own mother sometime ago. Among umpteen reasons, Annam had always hated even the smell of toddy and had never even thought of trying it even once.

But, the Big House had witnessed more bizarre things happening and the future held a few more in its stock which none of the family members were. Not the least, Pushpa!

Pushpa somehow pacified her disturbed husband after which she sat with him to check the list of guests who might start arriving in four or five days. After spending some time with him, she laid the baby to sleep and went downstairs. Within seconds, Sundar’s mind was engulfed with lusty thoughts about his mother-in-law and he realized that his arousal was becoming uncontrollable.

Annam, in the meanwhile saw nothing worrying in Pushpa’s face and quickly concluded that Sundar had kept his word. She tried to be very normal as Pushpa explained about the list of guests Sundar had prepared. Just as Pushpa was about to move to a different topic, Annam quickly intervened.

“Is Ponni in the guest list?”

Pushpa stood silent for a moment.

“Aunt Ponni?” Pushpa asked in utter disbelief.

“Yes,” Annam quipped. “She is my only sister and Balu’s wedding could help us settle all our disputes.”

Pushpa was delighted to hear what Annam said. Aunt Ponni was her favorite relative with whom she had spent a significant part of childhood. Somehow, things fell apart between Annam and Ponni and they stopped even talking to each other.

“I thought you scold me even to hear her name,” Pushpa giggled. “You made my day mom. I will go right away and invite her for the wedding.”

“That sounds good,” Annam smiled. “I need to have a look at the list you and Sundar prepared. Why don’t you ask Sundar to come down? By the time you return from Ponni’s place, both of us could finalize the list.”

“Sure mom,” Pushpa cheerfully kissed Annam on her cheeks and sped upstairs.

Sundar was really annoyed with Pushpa but he managed to keep his nerve. He couldn’t help cursing himself as he watched Pushpa walking out of the Big House carrying the baby. Images of Annam exposing her boobs started haunting Sundar all over again.

Sundar had heard the word ‘Cougar’ several times from his not-so-good friends in the city but he suddenly realized that Annam whom he had considered a prudish woman behaved more like that cougar. Not content with her incestuous affair with her son, she is planning to knock out her son-in-law as well. The damned woman seemed to have decided that the younger men of the family were good enough for safe seduction.

‘Was she secretly lusting for me all these days or is she just trying to seduce me so that her affair with her son remains a secret forever?’

‘Let me get over this ordeal as quickly as possible,’ Sundar told himself before picking up the hand-written list and going downstairs again.

His discomfort grew when he realized that Annam was inside the bedroom instead of the hall where she normally sits while talking to someone. Sundar, although not afraid was nervous for sure as he inched closer to the bedroom. He saw Annam sitting with her back resting on the headboard and legs stretched on the mattress. She seemed to have taken another bath after that terrific fucking from her son and the loose strands of her long hair blew in the air.

Instinctively Sundar momentarily turned to his left looking for the ventilator before quickly reverting to Annam. The clever woman smiled mischievously as though she had expected him to have a look at the ventilator.

“Show me what you got,” Annam spoke in a husky voice.

Sundar handed over the list with a gentle fear that the horny woman might try to touch his fingers while receiving it. His fear wasn’t unfounded as Annam’s fingers teasingly brushed his fingertips. It was deliberate and she wasn’t making any attempt to conceal her intentional tease.

“I am sure you have seen everything, isn’t it?” Annam asked Sundar with an undertone of sarcasm.

“Yes!”

“Anything you need to check again?” Annam winked at her son-in-law.

“No!”

Sundar watched Annam’s face shimmering with a crooked smile, her eyes gawking into his eyes. Strangely, he couldn’t evade her probing eyes as he started looking at her eyes intensely. Annam lowered her eyes and smiled inexplicably watching the inflating tent on Sundar’s pants. That was a good enough clue for the horny woman as she got up from the bed and disregarding Sundar’s edgy look she gently planted a lustful kiss on his lips.

Sundar felt the warmth of Annam’s lips and the heat in her breath. Suddenly, their tongues were intertwined and their bodies were pressing hard against each other. Annam’s nipples twitched and hardened against Sundar’s chest and she felt Sundar’s arousal rubbing between her thighs. Sundar stayed motionless as he could feel Annam’s hands pulling him onto her and her fingers grabbing his ass cheeks to let his tent press hard against her crotch.

Annam being the more experienced, skillfully managed to let her saree slid through her left shoulder while her mouth held her son-in-law’s lips deep inside. Sundar’s trembling hands began wandering over his mother-in-law’s body and paused momentarily on her shoulders before grabbing her wonder globes tentatively. Annam knew that Sundar can’t go back after falling prey to his lust and decided to tease him before letting him surrender completely.

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Chapter 3

The taxi ride to the resort wasn’t anything to write home about. The smell was something I could do without for the rest of my life. After the thirty-minute ride that took us through several sections of dense rainforests and some hilly terrain, we arrived at the resort. Palm trees, white sandy beaches, and clear blue water surrounded the property. Check-in was usually uneventful, but not this year. To our surprise, our father had checked us in as adults, which meant we would be able to drink if we liked. It was all in the color of the braided wristband, something that you could never take off until you checked out. The plastic oval with the resort’s logo in the center did a few things. But, most importantly, it was the key to your room. The logo was also the very thing that told staff you were staying and not just a guest from a sister resort. With it being a large chain resort, it had an added perk that you could also go to the other resorts under their umbrella companies to eat, drink, and swim in their pools for no cost. We were excited, to say the least.

The next surprise was the one that would change everything in our lives forever. The resort had screwed up our reservation, and after a lot of bickering back and forth. My father finally and reluctantly agreed after the resort threw in some extras and upgraded our rooms. The girls were also going to get some extra spa days free of charge. As far as the rooms went, they were still side by side, but our upgrade had put us in suites. They also didn’t have that pesky little door between rooms that would benefit our parents to come in and out whenever they pleased. My father and his newfound relationship with me had saved us and mainly because we hadn’t brought any friends. What a great decision at the time, especially one we didn’t want or like.

The rooms were almost identical, both with beautiful white marble flooring and high-end décor. A large hot tub sat in the middle of the suite, and one on the balcony for the sunsets the resort called “magical.” The large walk-in shower had two full-body jet systems, three showerheads, and a thirty-inch rain shower. It was the most extensive shower I had ever seen in my short life. However, the minibar was anything but that. With a complete range of top-shelf liquor on the wall and a large lounge area, you could host a hell of a party and still have room. Last but not least was the giant king-size bed that looked to be floating three feet above the floor finished off the room nicely. Even with the resort being a luxury resort, the suites were next level.

“Are y’all sure this is okay?” My father asked, walking into the room and looking right at the king-size bed, the only bed in the room.

“Of course, dad, we’ve slept in the same bed a bunch of times before. Share the same tent when we go camping. We’ll be fine.” Katie said like it wasn’t a big deal. She was back to her old self and feeling better than ever.

“Just stay on your side of the bed, butthead,” I said, as I tried to back her up and put my father at ease.

“Well, if it gets too weird, I’ll let you sleep with mom, and I’ll come over here, okay? And please try to get along.” My father said as he left and closed the door to our room.

“Oh my God, this is beautiful. I can’t believe I get two weeks alone with my man, and we get to sleep together every night.” She said, now in my arms, having run across the room, leaping into my arms and placing little wet kisses all over my face.

“Yes, this is going to be awesome.”

Not thirty seconds after the door closed. The hotel phone started to ring, causing her to leap out of my arms and onto the bed on all fours. She made sure to crawl as seductively as she could over to it, putting her lovely round ass on full display for me. The tiny cut-off jean shorts that rode way up into her ass also left little to the imagination. About 3 inches of her ass cheeks protruded below the bottom of the shorts when she was standing. I now knew why she had a sweater tied around her waist when we left the house. With her back arched and her ass high in the air, I could clearly see the lips of her sex on each of the tiny strip of denim. It was only suitable for covering her entrance at this angle.

“Hello.”

“Ok”

“What time?”

“See ya then.”

“Bye”

“Mom made reservations for us at 7:30, so that means we have six hours to do whatever we want. Wanna go to the beach for a little while?” she giggled.

“As long as we make a drink before we leave. I’m down.”

“Good call, babe,” she shot back. “Lock the door.”

I headed to the door, turned the deadbolt, and walked over to the minibar to make some beach drinks.

“Hey Siri, what’s the best mix drink for the beach?”

“For six drinks:

12 ounces silver tequila

6 ounces fresh lime juice

1.5 ounces light agave

1.5 ounces hot water

1.5 ounces room temperature water

Six lime wheels (if you’re fancy).”

“Ummmm, nope, let’s try Google,” I said under my breath.

“Ok, Google, what’s the best mix for the beach and ingredients.”

“Ok, for Sex gaziantep escortları on the beach, you’ll need. Peach schnapps, cranberry juice, orange juice, and vodka. Came through the speaker on the phone.

“Well, baby, it looks like we’re having sex on the beach,” I said a little too loud.

“That sounds like fun, but we better wait until dark, though.” She giggled

“No, it’s the name of the drink,” I said, turning around. “Holy shit. I mumbled to myself.”

She was standing there fully nude as she looked through her suitcase for the perfect bikini to wear. This was my first experience seeing her fully naked in the daylight. I had only seen her topless at the pool just last week. She was unbelievably sexy. Her perky D cup looked huge on her small frame as she bent over. Her nipples were puffy and shaped like a cone and almost hot pink in color, with the sun shining through the balcony doors hitting them just right. Just watching her dig through her suitcase was arousing. Her breast being squished between her arms made me want to shoot my cum all over them. It was a sight that would never get old. The small patch of hair just above her sex was now gone, and her puffy lips were now the only thing to see. I felt my cock start to swell and push hard against my shorts.

“How are those drinks coming along?” She asked, never looking at me as she continued her search for a bikini.

“Shouldn’t be much longer,” I shot back after and turned around to hide my erection.

After packing what seemed like too much stuff, we headed to the beach, large resort cups in hand full of Google’s version of sex on the beach. As we reached the hotel’s first set of pools, it was all eyes on deck. She had tried on several bikinis but decided on a conservative two-piece. It was navy blue, with strings tied in a knot on the sides and top to hold the ensemble together. The sheer black wrap that covered her bottom did nothing to hide what she was wearing or her plump ass that she sashayed back and forth. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, with what looked like two black chopsticks shoved in each side to keep it from falling. The black oversized brim sunglasses tied the outfit together perfectly. She looked killer. Every guy and gal turned to look at her as she walked by. She kept her chin up and shoulders back while having her arm weaved through mine with all eyes on her. She knew she looked good and wanted to make sure everyone knew she was off the market. I just tried not to smile too much, look cool and keep pace with her stride.

Finally we located our personal cabana, that was another added perk of the room upgrade. We placed our things down and headed for the water. I lagged behind just to watch her ass shake as she walked. She turned to look at me just as her feet reached the water and saw what I was doing. Pulling her sunglasses down her nose and smiling, she waited for me to catch up. As I got to her, she pulled me up real close to her, smashing her large breast between us as the waves washed over our feet.

“How’s it feel knowing I’m all yours, and I’ll do anything you want, anytime? And baby, when I say anything, I mean anything you want.” She moaned, just inches from my mouth.

“Fucking amazing!” I growled and pulled her even tighter into my arms. I kept one hand on the small of her back and the other one squeezing her soft yet firm ass.

“Mmmmmm,” Her lips now touching mine.

“If it’s ok with you, I would like to swim first? Unless you need me right now? Is that what you need, baby? Do you need me on my knees with your hard throbbing cock down my throat? Just say the word, and it’s done.” She moaned in my mouth.

“Baby, we need to get in the water right now. My cock is so fucking hard,” I said after biting her bottom lip.

She smirked as she kept me close and pulled me deeper into the water. Just as I felt the warm ocean water wash over my balls as I lowered myself into the water, releasing her to move about freely. It felt amazing holding her out in public with everyone watching us. Well, until I had a nervous feeling wash over me as I had forgotten that our parents could be watching us. I turned to scan the beach, looking for a giant angry man to be staring me down but didn’t see one. With the panic finally subsided and my hard on now gone, I was free to move about and enjoy the beautiful water and the sun beating down on my shoulders.

We splashed and played around for what seemed like hours before finally coming out of the water to get something cold to drink. As we settled in our cabana, the drinks I made in the room were anything but that hot and not very tasty. Much to our surprise, a young fellow walked up in a shirt that displayed the resort’s name across his chest.

“Hello, friends, is there anything I can get for you?”

“Yes, do you have any drinks that taste like a drink called Sex on the Beach?” I asked, taking the lead for us.

“Yes, sir, we have an excellent drink called Island Dreams. It’s a fruity drink with vodka and…

“Sounds perfect, two of those.” I escort gaziantep interrupted him before he could finish what was in the rest of the drink.

“Yes, sir, right away, sir. He replied in a Jamaican accent as he turned and headed to get our drinks.

“Yes, sir, right away, sir. I like the sound of that. I’m going to start using that one. I like the word Sir; it’s so dominant.” She smirked at me.

“It’s so beautiful here. I’m really going to enjoy these two weeks. Especially after last week.” She said.

“It really is. I missed you so much last week. I’m so glad you’re feeling better, and we get to be here together.”

“Me too, I..”

“Here is your drink, madam and sir, he said, not meaning to interrupt Katie.

“Is this your first night at the resort?”

“Yes, we just arrived a couple of hours ago,” I replied.

Are you on your honeymoon?”

“Yes, we are,” Katie spoke up quickly.

“Well, madam, we have a cruise every Friday. It’s just for our honeymoon couples. It leaves at sunset and is gone for approximately 3 hours. You will be provided with a wonderful five-star meal and, of course, all the alcohol you can drink. If you need more in-depth information, the front desk would be happy to fill you in on all it entails. But, if there’s nothing else you need right now, have a wonderful day, and I will be by later to check on you if you’re still here. I hope to see y’all aboard.”

“Thank you,” I said and handed him a couple of dollars for a tip.

“That sounds like so much fun, but we should really start getting everything packed up and head back to the room. It’s getting close to dinner time, and I still have to shower. I want to look hot for you tonight.”

I was the first to shower. I wasn’t one to hang around in the shower. I only need five minutes to wash my hair, my body, and sometimes jerk off. My sister, on the other hand, could spend an hour in there. Other than shaving, I had no clue what took women so long. Katie wanted to go last so she could get ready without me seeing her. “I want to surprise you. I bought a new outfit just for this,” she said before kicking me out, still naked and dripping wet.

“I’m ready when you are,” I said several times and resting my face on the outside of the bathroom door the last time.

“Almost done, just 2 minutes more”, she said, laughing. “It’s what all girls say no matter how much more time they have.”

“Sounds about right,” I laughed.

It was only 6:40 pm, and we had plenty of time. Even though I didn’t want to wait until the last second to leave, our reservation wasn’t for another 50 minutes. So I kicked back on the bed with the TV on, not really paying attention as I looked out through the balcony doors. The small boats anchored about a hundred or so feet offshore just rocked up and down in the ocean. It was beautiful here; maybe we could live here where no one would know we were brother and sister. I could become head pro at one of the resorts teaching the tourists how to play. I’m sure the pay is good. Katie is super intelligent; she could get a job anywhere, hell, she could probably run one of these resorts. The thoughts that were currently running through my head and kept me occupied while my sister finished getting ready. Maybe later this week, I will talk to her about it, and we can ask around. I had a checklist already piling up in my head. Cost of living, jobs, income potential, housing, and I’m sure I’ve missed some stuff.

“Connor, Are you ok?” She asked, standing at the end of the bed looking worried.

“Holy shit! You look amazing.” I blurted out.

“Thank you,” she said, her smile slowly returning. “Is everything ok?” She asked with a worried look in her eyes.

“Yes, baby, everything is wonderful. Why do you ask?”

“It’s, just Ummm, you look like there’s something wrong,” her eyes getting glassy and starting to puff up.

“Oh no, baby, everything is great,” I said, sounding as reassuring as I could. “I was just thinking about our future. You know, If things don’t work out back home, maybe we could move here. Nobody would know that we’re brother and sister. I was just going over the logistics in my head—no need to worry. I love you. Are you ready to go eat?”

“Yes, I love you too. She said, trying to hold her tears back, using her hands to fan her eyes and keep her mascara in tack.”

She looked stunning. Her white top was cut into a deep V. The amount of cleavage was breathtaking. My father wouldn’t think so, but this wasn’t for him. Her black pencil skirt looked to have been painted on, and it hugged her wide hips and plump ass to perfection. Her long wavy hair was parted down the middle, framing her face perfectly. Her makeup was so smooth it looked to be airbrushed on by a professional. The bright red lipstick that matched her heels covered her full pouty lips. It made them look as though they were wet and bleeding. She was downright sexy; that was all she was going for tonight. She could be classy, but tonight she wanted to show off for me. Too bad she had to go with a bum gaziantep bayan escortları like myself. I didn’t bring anything that would come remotely close to what she was wearing tonight. I was wearing a pair of royal blue slacks with a white button-up shirt with the cuffs flipped back once. Matching peanut butter in color, belt, and shoes finished off my ensemble quite nicely. I thought I looked good until I saw my sister.

The whole walk to the restaurant, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Neither could anyone else as we walked through the resort lobby. As we reached the hostess podium, she instinctively bit her bottom lip as she looked my sister up and down. It was easy to see exactly what she wanted to do to my sister.

“Do you have a reservation? She asked almost in a moan and never taking her eyes off Katie.

“Yes, we do, I said. The last name is…”

“They’re with us, ” the soft and pleasant voice of my mother’s spoke as she reached the podium. “Oh my goodness, Katie, you look gorgeous,” she said just above a whisper. “Who’s this strong and handsome young man?” She blushed and winked at me.

“Why thank you,” she said. “This is the date I picked up on the way down here, and his name is Connor.” She shot back, never missing a beat, and causing my heart to almost stop.

As we reached the table, my father’s eyes grew large. Then back to normal as he exited his seat to stand and welcome us to the table.

“I,…I, you look, great honey,” He said. Keeping his eyes locked on Katie’s, so he wouldn’t check out his own daughter. “Hi, son, how are you doing?” He asked, now focusing all his attention on me with his hand out, looking to shake hands.

“Awe, thanks, Dad,” she smiled.

“Hi Dad, I’m doing great,” I said as I extended my hand to him and shook his hand firmly.

As dinner wore on, we had several glasses of wine, and we’re all feeling the effects of the Red Cabernet Sauvignon. Our parents had spoken to us all night long like we had grown up and had left home years ago. It was way different but nice. The man who could barely speak to me had changed his whole attitude towards me. Ever since that fateful night Lucas came over, it’s been a complete 180. It was great to have him act like a normal dad. During the dinner, we had all agreed to go dancing afterward. I didn’t know how to feel about partying with our parents. I knew we had two full weeks left, but tonight I really wanted my sister all to myself.

As we saw the entrance to the club, we already had more alcohol in us than the legal limit to drive. But, seeing the LED lights flash into the hallway to the beat of the music made our pace speed up a little. You could feel the bass hitting harder and harder below our feet as we walked closer to the door. This is great, I thought, our parents won’t make it long in here.

“Good evening, and welcome to the best party on the island. Please, come in.” The gentleman spoke in a broad Jamaican accent.

I continued to feel very apprehensive with our parents in tow. Katie had become more and more aggressive ever since the fateful night Lucas made his appearance. Her boldness kept me on edge and was making me extremely nervous. Everyone other than our parents that saw us automatically assumed we were a couple. They had even made complements, “What a lovely couple,” one time. “Cherish her young man; she’s a keeper,” on a separate occasion, an older gentleman said. Both times we were just sitting there, not even holding hands or anything. I was worried, would our parents start to see what everyone else apparently saw?

As we entered the club, my father’s eyes squinted as if he was looking into the sun. The music was loud, almost deafening. Even I was even wondering if I would have any hearing left at the end of the night. But watching my mother and sister act as if nothing was happening made my father and I suck it up. We finally made our way through the crowd of dancing people and unscathed as we reached the bar. Even though we had to stop and wait a couple of times so my mom and sister could dance for just a second.

“What can I get you?” The bartender yelled.

I slid up to the bar, “can I get four Island dreams?” I asked at the same volume.

“Coming, right up,” He shot back.

“What’s that?” my mother asked.

“We had them on the beach earlier today. They were delicious.” Katie spoke up.

It was cool but very different to see them cutting loose and having a good time. They were always so strict every time we went on vacation. Constantly questioning us, where are you going? Who’s going to be there? Who are their parents? It was a constant battle. But, now they were laid back and enjoying their vacation. After ordering our drinks, I had placed my back to the bar to hold our spot until they had arrived. While waiting for our drinks to come, my mother had her ass mashed and grinding into my father’s crotch as she danced to the hip-hop music. It had my heart racing a hundred miles an hour as she took her cue from my sister. Who was grinding her perfectly round ass into my now semi hard cock. Both girls were smiling and having a wonderful time. My father and I were both stiff as a board and not moving. With my mother continuing to copy Katie’s every move, the more I began to sweat. Finally, the music slowed, and even more people lined up to the bar. There was just enough room for Katie to slowly slide up and down as she ground and rolled her ass into my now rock hard cock.

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I was tired. ‘Dog-tired’, as the saying goes. The warm water coursed down my body soothing away some of the aches and pains of a thirteen hour flight from Sydney. Twenty-six hours of flying for a 3 hour meeting, 3 hours of waiting at the airport for my return flight, and two hours of traffic on the 405 back to my home in Huntington Beach. At the moment, I was feeling every one of my 42 years old.

I finished my shower and toweled off. Looking at my watch I saw that it was just past 9:00 o’clock. Was it a.m. or p.m.? My head was too foggy to know from the time change and travel. Wiping the steam from the mirror I looked at my reflection. Wearily I shaved and brushed my teeth thinking all the time about how good my bed was going to feel when I finally dropped myself into it. For 42 I was still in pretty decent shape. Granted I didn’t have the lean toned body I once had but I was in better shape physically than many men my age.

Setting my tooth-brush back on the counter I picked up the silver framed photo sitting nearby. My wife of 17 years, Amanda, looked back at me smiling, her arms wrapped around our daughter, Mandy on her 13th birthday. Both were giggling. I had taken the photo that day years ago and had never been happier. I thought it would last forever. Forever turned out to be just hours. The photo was the last I had of Amanda.

Two days after Mandy’s birthday her mother collapsed in our kitchen having suffered a massive stroke. It had happened about 10:00 o’clock in the morning while Mandy was at school and I was at work. When my daughter called me at 3:30 saying that she hadn’t been picked-up, and her Mom wasn’t answering the phone, I knew there was something wrong. Something was so very wrong. She was only 36 when she had died. I felt guilt when this happened. I still felt it all these years later though the doctors told me had I been there, the moment it happened, and gotten her to the hospital with haste, there still would have been nothing they could have done to save her.

That first year had been hard. I didn’t know how to handle or deal with a teenaged girl. I admit freely I wasn’t a very good father during that period either. I worked many hours and I was angry. At 36 I was a widower and a single father to a budding teenaged girl. We battled! Oh lord how we battled that first year. It was hard on us both but eventually we had called a quiet truce. And over the last few years we’d become more than just father and daughter. We’d become friends. I taught her to golf, she taught me to be cool, or so she thought. Hell, I’d always been cool. She just didn’t know it.

As of late though, she seemed to change. Her demeanor was different on a day to day basis. I assumed it was just the adjustment from high school to college. The stress of growing up.

I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into my bedroom. I was surprised to find Mandy sitting there looking at me crossed legged on the bed, looking so very much like her Mother. In fact, my wife used to sit the same way waiting for me to finish my shower after a business trip in a faded UCLA Bruins T-shirt.

I felt a yearning deep in my soul and it made my heart ache again like it hadn’t ached for some time now.

At 5’2″, and roughly 125 lbs, Mandy was an exact replica of her mother at that same age when she and I first met. We were both in our 1st year at UCLA at the time and my mind flashed back to that very first meeting….

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It was a Saturday night in November of 1984. The Bruins had just defeated cross town rival USC. USC had already clinched the PAC-10 title and was going to the Rose Bowl. It made the win that much sweeter for our school. It was the 3rd year in a row we had beaten the mighty Trojans!

I was eighteen and pretty drunk when I bumped into a tiny wisp of girl with blonde curls cascading well past her shoulders. I spilled half of my beer right down the front of her Bruins t-shirt.

“You fucking idiot this is a brand new shirt,” she screamed at me over Duran Duran’s ‘Hungry like the Wolf.’

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Looking back now I have to laugh. It was a rather inauspicious first meeting with the woman who would become my wife a year later the mother to my only child 5 years later and the only woman I had ever been to bed with.

I was a virgin as was Amanda when we met. In the six years she’d been gone I hadn’t wanted or gaziantep escort telefonları even considered taking another woman to bed.

“Hi Daddy,” Mandy said with a sigh. Her breasts heaved slightly and were accentuated by the same faded UCLA Bruins T-shirt that I had spilled beer on when I was a freshman in college. That T-shirt brought back many memories of her mother. She’d worn it on our first date. It was the first shirt I had taken off Amanda to reveal her beautiful breasts. She’d worn that shirt and nothing else the whole next day as we made love again and again in my apartment.

Mandy’s tanned legs and smooth round thighs stuck out from under her short skirt. Sitting like she was a substantial amount of her skin was visible to me and I felt a stirring in my groin that I was knew was wrong. Her thick blonde hair fell in curls around her shoulders.

She looked so much like her mother.

In the past couple of months I had been noticing more and more how much like her mother she really was. How she walked… talked… flipped her hair out her eyes… chewed on her bottom lip when she was feeling pensive about something. All reminded me so much of my dear Amanda.

“Hi baby,” I said, sitting on the edge of my bed. “Is there something wrong?”

She turned her face away and drew a deep breath. Her breasts were impossible to ignore in the faded paper-thin baby blue t-shirt with the Gold nearly impossible now to see UCLA letters stretched across them. Of late, she’d taken to wearing the shirt on what seemed a daily basis. I never asked her how she got her hands on it or where she had even found.

When she faced me, I could see tears in her eyes.

“What is it honey? Talk to Daddy.”

After what seemed an eternity of silence she spoke. Even her voice sounded like her mother and my heartache.

“It’s been six years Daddy,” she began poignantly her voice soft. “Six years today,” she paused, and then continued in a more rushed voice, “I just miss her so much. There are so many things I feel like I have missed out on not having a mother. So many things she hadn’t taught me that I need to learn.”

“Hey,” I said, with a slight laugh trying to bring a smile to my beautiful daughters face, “what? Your old man is chopped liver? Haven’t I taught you some good things?”

I knew full well what today’s date was and I had tried to put it out of my mind. Losing the love of your life is not something you get over. It is something you learn to live with. After six years I still had a hard time trying to live without my wife.

“Oh daddy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it to sound like you haven’t been there. You have. You are the best Dad ever. But teaching me how to hit out of a sand trap isn’t exactly what I meant.” She tried not to smile as she said that last bit but did in spite of herself.

Her smile faded as quickly as it had come. She looked at me very intently her eyes boring into mine. Her mother’s eyes.

“Daddy?” she began, “Was Mom a good lover?”

I have to admit I was a little surprised by the question but I answered without hesitation.

“Yes, honey she was.”

“Why?”

I guess I had never thought about exactly WHY my wife had been such an amazing lover. We had been each others first and only sexual partners (well, sort of, but that is a story for another time). Was it because I didn’t know any different? Was it her willingness and openness to experimenting with new things, positions, and sexual games?

“Well…..” I hesitated not really sure how to answer. Not really sure why my daughter was asking this question of me.”

“Well?” she questioned. Impatiently. “Well, what?”

“It’s hard to explain why someone is a good lover honey…”

“I don’t care somebody, daddy. I want to know if mom a good lover? What made her good? What did she do that made her good? You guys were eighteen when you two met. Did you teach her how to be a good lover? I mean I’m sure you both had experiences before meeting each other, right?”

Her questions came at me in a rush and I didn’t know how to answer her. “Whoa, baby! Hold on, slow down! Where’s this coming from Manda.” The words came out of my throat harshly. I didn’t mean them to be or sound, harsh and she didn’t seem to notice I called her Manda (like I use to call her Mom) as opposed to Mandy.

“Please Daddy,” My daughter pleaded with me, her eyes smoldered and they pierced my heart. “I need to know.”

“Where is this coming from Mandy?” I asked again softer this time though she didn’t seem to hear me.

“I’m sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to upset.” Tears welled escort gaziantep telefonları in her eyes and she started to rise from her sitting position.

Gently, I reached out to her to keep her seated. “No, I’m sorry honey. I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. I’ll answer your questions,” I shrugged, “you just….I guess…. kind of caught me off guard.”

I tried to ignore the fact that I was sitting there with nothing more than a towel wrapped around my waist as I tried to gather my thoughts to answer my baby’s questions.

Slowly, the words formed in my brain and made their way to my lips, my mind drifting with memories of the feel and the touch of my wife. Of how her lips tasted against mine. How her body would melt into mine as I would slide into her. How her inner most core tasted on my lips. I will always remember her taste. Sweeter than the sweetest taste I could have ever imagine.

“There are a lot of reasons why your mother was a good lover honey. We were always open and I guess open-minded about sex. It was the 80’s and there was a lot of stuff going on. We were both virgins when we met…”

“Wait! WHAT?”

“What?” I asked momentarily coming out of my revere.

“You were BOTH virgins?” Mandy asked, in a shocked voice.

I nodded with a half smile. “Yes,” I answered, “we were.”

“Oh my god,” Mandy said in shocked voice.

“What? We were eighteen. Freshman. We were kids.”

“Well yeah Daddy, I know that. But Nana and Papa always talk about when you were in high school and all the girls you dated and….”

“Yes?”

“You never did it with anyone?”

“No. Not one of them. There has only your mother. She’s been the only one… ever” I emphasized, the last bit.

Shock, wonder, amazement all played across her face. “The only one, Daddy? Really? You mean…”

“Yes,” I said with a nod. “Manda was the only one. Ever.” Again, I emphasized the word EVER.

“So you haven’t….uh…..ya know…” she stammered, seeming a little embarrassed.

“No honey,” I said, looking directly into her eyes. “I have not made love to another woman since your Mother died.”

I couldn’t tell if I saw respect in her eyes from my statement or sadness. Truth of it was there was no other woman in the world I could ever want but Manda Yes, there had been a few dates here in there in the last five years, or so. There had been a few propositions in hotel bars from women while on business trips out of town. But no woman, no matter how beautiful, intelligent or sexy they might be, could ever match up to my Manda.

“Not even a blow job?”

“Mandy!” I said, in the ‘shocked father voice’ I am sure every man, with a daughter (who ever heard those words come out of his daughters mouth) gets.

She giggled then held her hands over her mouth as she did so. This too was something her Mother would do when she said something someone would deem, well, naughty. Her laughter though was contagious and I began to chuckle too. To an outsider I am sure it would seem very odd maybe inappropriate for a father sitting in his bedroom in just a towel laughing with is teenage daughter over the fact that he hadn’t had a hummer in 6 years.

Little by little our laughter subsided and my beautiful daughter smiled at me. Her mother’s smile.

I felt a stirring under the towel and shifted slightly under her gaze.

“I’m surprised Daddy. Honestly I am. I never thought about it really but I just always assumed you were” she hesitated searching for the right words.

“Getting some?” I said with another chuckle.

“Well, yeah. You know all my friends are always telling me how hot they think you are. I mean it shouldn’t be hard for you to find someone to have sex with. I’ll bet half the women in this neighborhood would line up outside your bedroom door here if you opened yourself up for business,” she giggled.

“Maybe sweetie. But I’m not open for business, as you so delicately put it.” I responded to her. “There is no one,” I began, “who’s like your mother.” I stated. Though sitting here, looking at my precious daughter, I knew that statement not to be true. “There is no one who could ever replace her.”

Mandy’s look turned serious then and she asked, “Why Daddy?”

My thoughts turned back again to Manda and I began to speak.

“Your mother was beautiful in everyway. Her looks, her body, everything was perfect. But it was so much more than that. It was the passion in her eyes when we made love the touch of her hands on my body. It was the feel of her skin under my hands against my skin. How she kissed,” my eyes closed gaziantep escort bayan telefonları and I could almost feel her lips against mine again.

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I could see her, standing there in front of me then. I remember the day so clearly it was a Friday and Mandy would be turning 13 the next day. I’d come home from work at my usual time and there she was at the foot of the steps. Like so many other times, she wore her faded Bruins t-shirt. The only other accessory this time though was a sexy pair of ‘clear heels’ I had bought Amanda for her birthday, and a she was wearing a tiny lace thong that I knew would barely cover her mound. “Mandy is having dinner with my parents tonight and staying the night there since they can’t be at her birthday party tomorrow. We have the house to ourselves.”

She turned from me then and started up the stairs. My eyes watched her ass shift from side to side as she shimmied her way up the stairs. Half-way to the top she stopped and looked at me her green eyes smoldering with passion. “Are you coming?”

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“She kissed me like…I don’t know…like no one else has ever kissed me, before or after. She loved to kiss. She could spend hours just kissing.” My voice was husky and I could feel my cock growing hard at the memory. If I could have stood right then and put some jeans on me, I would have. If I had there would have been no hiding my erection from my daughter. Fortunately, my seated position and the towel kept my erect cock from being noticeable to my daughter

“I’ll bet you couldn’t though could you Daddy?” Mandy said with a slightly wicked laugh.

“Couldn’t what?

“Just kiss for hours and hours,” she said to me teasingly

I laughed.

“It wasn’t always easy, but it sure was worth it once she was ready to move from kissing to, uh…” I paused and chuckled, “uh, other things”

“Other things?”

“Yeah,” I nodded smiling. “Other things.”

“How did she kiss you Daddy that it made it so amazing?”

I struggled for the right words to explain. How do you tell your daughter that all it took was a tiny kiss from her mother to make me rock hard and ready to take her? How do you explain the soft, yet firmness of perfect lips? Lips that were exactly like the ones I now looked at attached to a young woman who was created from what started as a simple good night kiss.

“It’s hard to explain really, Manda.” I again slipped, calling my daughter by my wife’s name. This time, she did notice.

My eyes met my daughters then. Slowly she lowered her eyes and said quietly, “Show me Daddy.”

I sat there dumbfounded. Did my daughter, so much like her mother in everyway I could see, just ask me to show her how her mother used to kiss me? I shook my head, trying to clear my head. The jet lag was getting to me. The hot shower. The beauty of my wife looking at me wide eyed in the form of my daughter. Her green-eyes carried the same sensually smoky look her mother’s eyes had so often given me.

“Baby, I Ca…”

She leaned forward and placed her finger against my lips. “Yes, Daddy. You can. I want you to. I want you to kiss me and teach me how to kiss you, like she used to kiss you.”

She rose from her seated position and shifted to her knees, kneeling in front of me.

Slowly she leaned in towards me. Time stood still. I was eighteen again and Manda was leaning in to kiss me at the end of our first date. That first kiss, there at the door of her dorm room, had led to us quickly walking practically running back to my car and driving to my apartment. Within minutes of arriving there we tore at each others clothing and would spend the next 48 hours making love in every conceivable position we could think of. I wanted her. I wanted her like I have never wanted anything or anyone. I wanted my… My daughter! I wanted my daughter.

My brain screamed at me how wrong this was my protest however was a feeble one.

“You’re my Daughter Mandy,” I said weekly.

“Did mommy kiss you like this Daddy?”

She pressed her lips to mine then. They were soft, so very, very soft and so very much like her mother’s lips. Pressing her moist slightly parted lips to mine I could feel my partially erect cock spring to its’ full length and girth. I groaned with the strain I felt deep inside me.

Her right hand had moved to my cheek and I could feel her soft of palm against the freshly shaved skin and her lips moved against mine.

My heart pounded as if it were going to explode from my chest. I could almost feel the movement of my blood as it entered my cock and made it harder still. It strained against the confining cotton of the towel. The softness tickled the tip and sensitive rim around the engorged head.

As Mandy’s tongue slipped into my mouth searching for mine, my head reeled. I was kissing my wife again. I could feel her. I could taste. My heart, my soul, my cock screamed out to me to take her. To make her mine, once again, like I had so many years ago…

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My name is Bharath, and I am a 20-year-old guy. My summer break was going on. So like every day, I had woken up and had gone to play cricket with my friends. But it got very hot, really soon. So around 10:30 am I decided to go home and get some rest.

As I entered home, I saw no one. So I thought my mom, Pooja, a school teacher and looks very much like Tisca Chopra, the actress, had left for her school. She had just celebrated her 41st birthday this year and was still in her prime age, looking like a damsel.

I didn’t see my brother Chetan either. I thought he must have also gone to play with his friends. So I walked towards our shared room and opened the door. But what I saw had shocked me for a moment. Chetan, who was around 19 years old, was sitting in a chair with his shorts pulled down to his ankles.

His hard cock was in his hand, which he was slowly stroking, looking at the laptop. I understood that he was watching porn. Being a studious student, I did not expect this from him. Chetan, who suddenly realized I entered the room, looked at me and was almost in tears.

He closed the laptop and pulled up his shorts and started saying, “I am very sorry bhaiyya (brother), I thought you went out. Please, bhaiyya, don’t tell this to mom. I will be screwed.”

Listening to this, I burst into laughter. I moved closer to him and sat next to him on the bed. I opened the laptop to see what he was watching. I said, “Don’t worry, Chetan. I will definitely not tell mom. It’s common to jerk off at this age. You don’t have to be so embarrassed.”

Listening to this, Chetan calmed down a bit. As I opened the laptop, I saw he was watching some low-quality MMS videos. I jokingly gaziantep escort reklamları said, “It looks like you like MMS videos.” Listening to this, he turned a little red. I asked him if he knows how to clear the browser history to which he nodded no.

I asked him what if mom found about it through browser history to which he had no answer. Then while showing him, I proceeded to clear the recent browser history so that my mom wouldn’t doubt.

I said, “You got to be more careful from next time, Chetan. There are a lot of ways you can get caught. Have you seen any porn before?” He replied that he saw some small clips on his friend’s phones but never on the internet.

Then I told him watching porn on the internet is a little risky as mom might catch him. I proceeded to show him a secret folder on the laptop. On opening the folder, there were various subfolders which had hundreds of video clips. My brother was shocked and asked me what they were.

I replied, “It’s my porn collection of 2 years.” After hearing this, he got a little bit comfortable thinking that his brother is also not very different. I asked him what kind of porn does he like. He replied that he doesn’t really know as he was very new to it.

I took the liberty to play a video from the ‘myfav’ folder and told him it was one of my all-time favorites. He started looking at the laptop keenly as the video started playing. The video was of some newlywed couple’s honeymoon sexcapades.

The girl in the video was very hot and was one reason I like the video. It starts with the guy slowly undressing the girl wearing a saree as if it was gaziantep escort bayan reklamları their first night. While kissing her on the lips, he slowly removes her pallu first. Then he unhooks her blouse and removes it.

Next, he makes the girl stand up and removes the rest of her sari and petticoat. Now she was standing there just in her bra and panty. He immediately removes his clothes and hugs the girl very tightly to which she responds the same way.

Then he pushes her on to the bed and starts kissing her from the legs, slowly making his way upwards. He reaches to her pussy where he slowly kisses her panty and immediately pulls it down to her ankles. Then he continues to kiss her on her pussy.

He slowly inserts his tongue into her pussy, licking it like there is no tomorrow. Then he places both his hands on her boobs and squeezes them tight. She lets out a sigh with pain, but he continues to squeeze them. After a couple of minutes of squeezing and licking, he gets his face up from the pussy.

He gives a liplock to the girl letting her taste her juices. He removes her bra, exposing some of the best milky-white boobs I have ever seen in over 200 videos. The girl who was now completely naked looks much hotter than most of the Bollywood and the porn actresses.

The fact that this was not a porn movie, but a homemade one makes it even hotter. I observed that Chetan started getting a little uncomfortable with his again hardened cock in his shorts. So I told him, “Let the rod free, Chetan. It needs some air.”

He replied, “But how can I do it in front of you, bhaiyya.” Then I asked him escort gaziantep reklamları if he never removed it in front of his friends. Listening to this gets him a little shocked.

Then I again burst into laughter and said, “You have to learn a lot, my boy. When I watch porn with my friends, all of us have our cocks out and stroking them and sharing what all we want to do with girls in the video.” After this, he got a little courage and got his cock out and started rubbing it hard.

In the video, the guy continues sucking the 36 size boobs of the girl, which turn red now with all the sucking. He slowly inserts his finger into her pussy. She lets out a big moan with pleasure. He goes on to finger her for a while, which leads her to climax and leak her juices.

He gets his face near her pussy and starts licking all the juices. Now she can’t bear any longer and asks him to fuck her hard. He gladly obeys and inserts his cock into her pussy and starts stroking slowly. She commands him to go faster. He gladly accepts, and within a few minutes, both of them cum together.

Looking at this, even Chetan reached his climax and rushed to the bathroom to clean himself. The video was 40 minutes long, and we were still at 10 minutes mark. The couple explores various positions like doggy style, fucking the ass, 69 position, and many more.

Also, they have sex in various places like the bathroom, balcony, and kitchen. The best part was the girl gets ready in so many cute dresses and all. We were continuing the video when my brother had cum for the second time at 25 minutes mark.

Finally, even I ended up reaching my climax at 35 minutes mark. After cleaning myself in the bathroom, I came out. I told my brother that I must have seen this video atleast 20 times, and I never reached the end of it. My brother replied that it was a very good video.

Since it was time that my mother might return, we closed the laptop. We went to the hall to watch TV. I told Chetan to first watch all the videos in the ‘myfav’ folder whenever he wants to watch porn, to which he obliged. It was our brother’s bond.

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