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There were hundreds of them. Gold statues of women, nude and lewdly posed, life-size and astonishingly lifelike. Their expressions varied widely, from unbridled lust through almost comical astonishment to bleak horror. This was no terracotta army, but rather a macabre whorehouse, albeit cast from that most precious of metals as if the contents of Fort Knox had been moulded into an inhuman orgy of lesbian pleasure.

The curator of this private collection, this secret and singularly themed treasure hoard whose existence shocked as much as excited me, was a middle-aged man with a generous beard that looked as well curated as his private collection of erotic excess. He had a Mediterranean cast to his features, and a trace of an accent that I couldn’t quite place beneath the more familiar and predictable Oxford-bred sophistication. No, he would not have seemed out of place in those ancient college hallways.

His hand idly caressed the bare metallic cheek of one young maid, frozen forever, it seemed, with her lips wrapped about an absent cock. Beside her, another sat with legs spread wide, izmir escort her labia spread wide too, her vagina gaping like some impossibly expensive sex doll. I wondered if the curator had ever been tempted to use her that way.

It brought to mind the tale of Aphrodite of Knidos, Praxiteles’s famous nude statue of the goddess of love, and the young man who lusted after her until, one night, he abused her divine form and was driven mad. Surrounded by polished, gleaming curves of timeless beauty, captured moments of obscenity made priceless by the material of their sculpting, I was not immune to their dread allure.

Like Odysseus and the Sirens, I was drawn to certain doom; unlike that ancient hero, I had no chain to bind me to safety. My hands caressed skin, almost expecting soft warmth rather than cold metal. My fingers teased lust-swollen nipples and delighted in their hard desire. My lips brushed lips that ached to be alive, though my kisses lacked any fairytale magic.

The curator guided me through the collection, his kahramanmaraş escort hand increasingly familiar with my own curves as he showed me each scar and imperfection of the artistry. “See how the sculptor has left his mark on each,” he said, placing his hands into matching impressions in the golden flesh. I could almost imagine him as part of each tableau, the male counterpart visible only in the negative space.

Room after room, scenes of craven lust met my eyes as unseen men ravished frozen beauty. I was not immune. I was no unfeeling statue. I was human flesh and blood in awe of this eternal pleasure. My guide, the curator, was no less aroused, the prominent bulge in his dark suit trousers brushing against me too frequently to be by accident – and I, seduced by the potency of the perverse collection, chose to allow it.

Every open mouth, every gaping pussy, every hideously stretched anal ring, seemed to invite my exploration. My fingers slipped teasingly into a hundred dark holes as I wondered at the improbable manavgat escort length and girth of the supposed invaders. Such men existed only in pornographic fantasies, such as the one I walked through. Such men…

The curator was such a man. There was no denying the impressive size of the hard member that threatened to burst his zip. Nor was there any denying its extraordinary dimensions as I yielded to temptation and released it from captivity. Never before had I held a cock with both hands at once and felt so insufficient. Never before had I undressed in such indecorous haste, trembling with both desire and fear at what would be demanded of me.

I had never needed a man more. I needed to feel the ecstacy I saw echoed in the gold-cast expressions all around me. Kneeling, I wrapped my breasts joyously about the curator’s prodigious length and sought to encompass its huge head with my mouth, my jaw stretched wide to the limit.

I wasn’t a slut, I wasn’t a whore, I was a queen serving her lord and master, the king, worshipping his royal length and drinking the divine nectar that flowed copiously and spilled from my lips. No passive companion, the curator thrust with ever greater strength, the proud, veined shaft gliding against my smooth, slippery skin, the weeping head seeking to penetrate ever deeper – until with a roar he climaxed, cum flooding my adoring mouth.

Hours later, it still dripped from my gold, inflexible lips.

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I met the most amazing woman the other night at my friend Tom’s new apartment. I am still slightly shocked at how the events played out but I am as happy as ever that I got my cock in her. We have been texting over the past few days and things seem to be going as well as they did in person. It was damn near impossible to get her voluptuous body out of my mind.

It was far from challenging to convince Jamie to come to my place on Thursday night for drinks. My roommate was gone for the night and it would be great to finally get some alone time in a place that is my own. We were anything but conservative the last time that we fucked, but I can only assume that the gloves would be totally off once I had the home-field advantage.

The knock on my apartment door came only a brief few minutes after 6:30 PM. I was casually dressed in Lacoste T-shirt and running length sport shorts, as we had only spoken about a casual few drinks. My assumption was that we would spend more time out of our clothes than in them after our last encounter. I quickly paused at my mirror in the entryway to adjust my hair making sure my hair was parted correctly and swept to the right.

I open the door to a delectable surprise. A thick vixen stood before me, staring at me doe eyed with a slight smirk. Her black hair was pulled back tightly into a high ponytail with not one strand out of place, loose curls flowing from the hairband holding it all back. Her makeup was flawless yet not overbearing with no unnatural tones. Each ear donned multiple diamond piercings, But the main show was a long dangling earring on each lobe sporting multiple strands of diamonds. Around Jamie’s neck was a single strand diamond choker that was statement, classy yet somewhat deviant. She had clearly not received the casual message.

Her body was fully covered in a beautiful black and gray fur coat that ended just at mid thigh level, seamlessly meeting an incredibly sexy pair of black suede boots. The boots were flawlessly skin tight, showing off her thick and muscular legs, further accentuated by the almost 5 inch stiletto heel. I swear my jaw hit the floor.

“I can see that you missed me.” She smirked, stepping past me without further greeting. She was so much to take in that I was struggling for words. I closed the door behind me and turned back to look at the stunning woman.

“Jamie, you look absolutely incredible. I…” my words were stopped in their tracks by Jamie swiftly opening her fur coat, dropping it to the floor to reveal her fully naked body in boots. She stood with her right hip stuck out and hand to rest on it, with her left toe sassily pointing outward. Her full tits now on display, nipples blatantly erect and ready for attention. She had changed out her rather modest belly ring for a more chandelier style with multiple zonguldak escort cascading rows of diamonds dangling on her soft and sensual belly. Her pussy lay just below, flawlessly shaven or waxed, for me to soon find out. Her thick thighs looked incredible in the tall suede boots, giving the short girl’s legs more length than they might normally have.

My cock stiffened immediately, becoming visible through the light material of my running shorts. Jamie’s eyes briefly lowered to my cock followed by a sensual lick of her lips as her eyes returned to lock with mine. Her boots made a distinctive click-clack on the floor as she advanced toward me.

Jaime stood face to face with me. She reached out to gently caress the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Her hands slowly worked from the back of my head down my shoulders to feel my chest and then abs. I pulled her in close to me to deepen our kiss. I could feel her nipples press into my chest through my shirt. My cock wasted no time getting to full mast, pressing into Jamie’s soft belly as our lips locked. Jamie’s hands adventured from my abs, further down into the waistband of my pants to fondle my cock. She wasted minimal time in pushing my running shorts down to have full access.

She quickly turned away from me without losing grip of my cock to lead me towards my bedroom. I could not help but be as turned on as I had ever felt watching her ass sway side to side as her high-heeled boots clicked on my wooden floor. Her love handles slightly jiggled with each step, enticing me to get my hands on them.

As we entered the room I pounced forward to rekindle our Kiss, but was stopped by a firm hand on my stomach thwarting my advance.

“Stop” she stared sternly into my eyes. “Lay back on the bed” her French manicured finger pointed.

I obeyed with a smirk on my face, knowing that fun was to come. I laid on my back in the middle of the bed with my hands behind my head, taking the stunning beauty before me in full view.

She leaned forward, returning her hand to my cock, lightly stroking from under my balls to the tip. Our eyes locked as she smoothly licked her lips, charging me up for what was to come. My hips pushed forward with each stroke of her nail grazing the underside of my cock. Each pass making me harder. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Jamie placed her hands on either side of my hips, and mimicked the stroking motion of her nail but now with her tongue. As she reached the top, I found my cock head fully enveloped by her lush lips. She began to gently suck while her tongue worked the underside of my cock head. The feeling of a warm tongue bathing the underside of your cock with affection is indescribable. I was no longer thinking fethiye escort about my reactions but purely enjoying.

Her hand found the base of my cock, gripping the very bottom of the shaft. She worked it up and down slowly, even jerking it deeper into its junction with my balls. Her mouth began to bob up and down, now working more than just the head, but not forgetting to continually tease the head with her tongue. I had more than enough length for her mouth and full fist to explore my cock, and my cock was loving every second of it.

Jamie clearly knew what she was doing to me, and she knew that this could bring me to an orgasm. She never increased her pace, rhythmically working the length of my shaft. There is something to a less vigorous blow job that makes the cum boil in my nuts. It felt as if she was genuinely sucking it out of me, very slowly.

“Jamie,” no response. As if I never spoke. “Ja…” she paused at the head and rubbed her tongue vigorously as she sucked harder. I could not make a coherent noise. My toes curled and all of my neck and facial muscles contracted. I was not cumming, but the feeling was nearly as intense. She returned to her previous pace while my state was still heightened, every stroke just barely bringing me closer to cumming.

Her pace continued just slow enough as to not bring me too close to the edge, but slowly building the ache in my nuts as if she was sucking my balls out through the tip of my cock. I was in a trance. Time was lost. This stunning woman was putting me through sensations I had never felt before.

After what felt like an eternity, her mouth left my cock with an audible pop, as she crawled on top of me like a cat on the prowl. A sensual prowl, where her tits swung with each step, and belly ring garnered attention with its sparkle. She brought her chest to mine while slowly wriggling her ass back to sit down on my iron cock in one motion, eyes opening wide as she took its whole length. Her sopping pussy released its wetness all over my cock, flooding it’s base.

Jamie laid flat on me, breathing heavily into my ear as she slowly worked her pussy up and down my cock. Her pace was no different than when she was blowing me, now patiently working my cock from its tip to the base. She periodically squeezed my cock, causing her to whimper slightly with each tightening.

“I love,” Jamie’s whisper was broken up by the beginning of her orgasm. Her slow strokes became unsteady humps. “This cock! Oh my god” Her pussy clamped down as she convulsed on my cock. Her wetness now flooded my lap as she continued to cum. Each stroke gripped me harder. “I love this cock.” She repeated, lifting her head to stare into my eyes. A final hump caused her to shake a little as she held alanya escort my cock at full depth in her womb, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

As her convulsions subsided, Jamie pushed up on to her hands and increased her pace, using her new leverage to twerk on my cock. The motion was all in her hips, smacking her cunt lips against my hips with every stroke. This was no longer teasing to build me up. This was fucking to get herself off. Her pace slowly increased as her whimpers turned to moans. She pushed herself up further to upright, running her hands back through her hair. She changed motion to circle her hips like a stripper kneeling on a stage, shaking her ass to a thunderous hip-hop beat. I would pay for a video of what this woman is doing to me. This voluptuous woman gyrating her hips with full body on display to me. Her tits so full and beautiful. Her soft belly accentuated by the gems of her ornate belly ring giving way to the most glorious pussy. Her thick thighs straddling me, with gorgeous legs covered in her suede stiletto boots.

The feeling of suede in my fingers was so sexual. I rubbed her booted legs while watching my minx enjoy her ride on my thick cock. A slim smile on her lips as her head was thrown back in ecstasy while bouncing on my cock. I moved my hands up to her beautiful tits to gently massage her nipples, causing further moans and groans. We were both in heaven and her gip on my cock as her next orgasm shuttered her body increased. Her belly contracted underneath its gentle chub, giving a visual to what I could feel as she came.

The pleasure became too much for her to move and her moans were almost caught in her throat. I pulled Jamie back down to my chest, allowing me to wrap my arms around her, leveraging my cock strokes deep in her cunt.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, Oh god! Yes! Yes! Please please.” Jamie pleaded in my ear. She had no idea what she was saying. I was going to bring her to yet another orgasm. And mine was about to come to a boil as well. My pace became erratic and grunting ensued. I don’t even know what noises Jamie was letting out, I was lost in the sensations building in my balls. She seized up like a rock on top of me as if fought to keep pounding her pussy. No more than five seconds later I erupted every ounce of cum I had into her sopping pussy. Jamie, realizing that I was now cumming, twerked on my cock once again, driving me mad. I could barely take the sensation and she would not let up as I squirmed below her in ecstasy.

She actually did not stop. My cock stayed hard. Completely hard. And she rose back up to keep twerking. When I thought there was nothing left, my balls ached again, and Jamie knew she was going to get more out of me. This was back to getting me off. Her stare locked with mine as she relentlessly fucked my cock. The sensation grew further and I knew she wasn’t going to stop.

“Fuck, Jamie, Jamie…. JAMIE!!” I pulled her back down to me as I fucked her tight pussy through my orgasm.

“Yes, Yes!” she whispered passionately into my ear.

I may be crazy, or just in a post-orgasmic bliss, but I know I need this woman every day from here on out.

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Brainy to Barbie Evelyn Ch.03

The next few days Evelyn pushed her experiences with her dildo in the back of her mind. She fought hard to not get too obsessed with it, since she still had a lot she wanted to do. She was very busy. Still, she wanted a man’s opinion about her new aspirations since she was so interested in pleasing and meeting them.

She found subreddits where she could post anonymous pictures of herself to get feedback on her development. If anyone ever found out it was her, she’d be terribly ashamed. She put on her make-up and a nice outfit and posted all over various subreddits. The users showered her with appreciation, but not as much as she had hoped. They said things like “I’d love to shove my cock between those lips,” “I bet you make your daddy proud,” and “You’d make a great bimbo.”

She was very excited by what they said and imagined herself in a room with anonymous men who wanted to use her. As was her habit, she stuck her hand down her pants and fantasized. She resisted taking her dildo out as much as she could. She really wanted a real cock instead. Evelyn wanted to feel a man’s flesh.

The idea of a bimbo was new to her, so she looked it up and found that it conformed very much to her desires. The women she saw looked fantastic and proud, if maybe their breasts were too big. Evelyn’s were relatively small, but she figured she had a nice ass. She quickly looked at the cost of breast enlargement and lip fillers giresun escort and found them reasonable, she’d have to save though. The desire to change her body was pushed to the background, since she didn’t have enough money and she figured she would never actually follow through. It was just a fun community that she found interesting. He make-up and clothes they wore fit perfectly with her goals.

To go outside she changed her outfit but kept her make-up on. Her look felt very slutty, and that made her horny as she walked around. In the small university town, she didn’t run into many strangers, but the ones she did, especially the young men, turned and looked. In her fantasies, some of them even stopped, handsome ones ran up to talk to her. As usual, she visited the mall and ogled the models and mannequins. They had such nice bodies, she thought. Their style was impeccable. Even some of the women around her looked fantastic. Though, she didn’t see many women she’d classify as bimbos, many of them looked like perfect barbie dolls. They have blonde hair, full lips and a classy look. They also looked like they loved cock, maybe even more than she did.

In a haze of lights and smells, Evelyn determined to buy nicer make-up and other self-care products. She even bought a nice pair of panties and made an appointment to have her nails done and body waxed. She hoped that by preparing herself yalova escort to be a good place for men’s cocks she would attract more of them into her life.

When she arrived home, she was so excited by her upcoming appointments and her new purchases that she immediately started masturbating. She hopped n her bed and slipped her hands down her pants. She unconsciously reached for her dildo and put in in her mouth while she pondered the smoothness of her legs, the shimmer of her nails and the look of ecstasy on the lucky man whose cock would be vacuumed by her painted lips. She practiced the dull, certain look she’d give him while she would coax him closer and closer to using her throat as a cum dumpster.

She unzipped her jeans for better access and turned herself over. As the dildo pressed against the bed and deeper into her throat, she decided it was time to shove it in her pussy. Her jeans barely went past her knees, restricting her motion as she pressed her large dildo against her pussy. She was extremely tight. She worried her dildo might make her too loose for the men but couldn’t resist the thought that whoever’s cock was pressing into her intended to own her and dominate her, making her pussy his anyway.

Her lover would crush her with his force and make her moan loud enough to alert her neighbours. Her eyes rolled back as she realized how far she came today in becoming a bigger yozgat escort slut. She had gone so deep into make-up, fashion and seduction that she was already barely recognizable. To her, the dildo was entirely to blame. The feeling of its contours in her holes twisted her deeper into her new form. She worried it pressed against spots that made her addicted, less interested in what she was before. A real man, she reasoned, would take her even more over the edge than her toy. Yet even then, she could feel its desire working in her, it was trying to make her post again, to solicit advice from strange men, to practice diligently, spending more time and money on her crafts. In a few days’ time she would already consider herself hotter than before, with her nails, her soft skin and her improved make-up and skin care. Before her sexual awakening, she’d never have considered these things to be important, but as her thick dildo stretched her and pressed on wonderful spots, those practices became more and more vital to her life.

As she pushed herself to climax, she felt herself let go of her inhibitions and make a contract with herself to go even further. Her will gave way to the force of cock and as it slipped away her orgasm shook her. Evelyn began to drool into her pillow. She left the cock in her, realizing that she had fit it all the way in. Letting it rest there, she contemplated how perfect it felt inside her. She felt fulfilled in a way that nothing had ever made her feel before. She feared that this experience had so scarred her that everyone would notice. Suddenly but purposefully, she removed the dildo and hid it away again, making it harder to access than before. She had to hide this from herself. Soon, it would be too late, she thought.

Fortunately, it was already too late.

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From Jessica’s point of view, things had spiraled out of control much faster than she’d dared imagined.

She’d definitely intended to mess with this guy a little bit. And she loved watching Lacie wrestle him to the ground. And Jessica had certainly planned to sit on Rob’s face at least one more time before the night was over.

But she’d never imagined that Lacie would cum all over his face and knock the guy unconscious with her pussy!

Rob last sprawled, shirtless and chained on the ground, face wet with Lacie’s juices. Lacie knelt, straddling his neck, and gave him a few gentle slaps.

Jessica turned off the camera.

“Holy shit, Lacie,” she said, standing by the blonde’s side and looking down at the man beneath her. “Is he breathing?”

“I’m not a murderer for God’s sake,” Lacie laughed. “He’s just taking a little nap. Then it’s your turn.”

“My turn?” Jessica asked, startled. “I’m the director! This seems…”

“Quit bullshitting Jessica,” Lacie said, sitting back into Rob’s chest. She pulled her armored bra over her head and let her ample breasts fall free. They were smooth and round and near perfect as far as Jessica could tell.

“There’s no movie,” Lacie continued, shimmying out of her shirt, letting it roll down her leg and onto Rob’s face. “You arranged to have this guy tied up down here for a reason. You had me sit on his face for a reason. And you had some plausible deniability of why you were filming it, and money to boot.”

“You’re making me sound like some kind of pervert,” Jessica said, frowning.

“Say what you want. But you’ve come this far, and I just fucked this guy’s face in your basement. You really just want to be filming or do you want to know what that’s like?”

Jessica’s heart raced. Lacie was right. Things had started out innocently enough, but her intentions had changed. She could feel herself getting wet just thinking about rubbing her crotch all over this guy, dominating him with her cunt, smearing him with her scent. She didn’t know why, it if it was normal… And this certainly wasn’t legal… but she had come this far.

Rob started to stir, and a now naked Lacie scootched herself down to his waist. Jessica couldn’t help but admire how beautiful Lacie’s body was. She was like a living statue of Aphrodite.

“Now or never, Jessica.” Lacie whispered.

Rob shook the skirt off his face. “Where am I? I just had the weirdest dream…”

Jessica began to strip. She rolled her leggings off and tossed them, then pulled her shirt off over her fire red hair. She picked up her camera and stepped over Rob, towering over him in her pink panties and bra.

“Oh okay wait…” Rob murmured groggily. “Not a dream. This is really happening.”

Jessica knelt down, sliding her thighs slowly over his cheeks, and then settling down onto his chest. She turned on the camera erzurum escort and pointed it at his flush face, now resting between her thighs.

“Please don’t,” he said. “If you let me go I won’t tell anyone, I’ll just-“

“If you ever tell anyone what happened here, I will upload all of the footage I have of this to YouTube, and tag your name on every social media platform you own. 4k footage of your nose buried in a wet pussy. Lacie’s legs clenching around your red, bulging head. Rubbing her ass and clit all over your helpless, pathetic face. Is that what you want?”

She slid forward, holding the camera close until it was just framing her moist pantied mound pressing up against his chin. She spread her legs wide and wiggled until she could feel his Adams Apple struggling to swallow in her crack. She pushed her hips forward until his head bent back, and he grimaced.

“No. I won’t say anything,” he said hoarsely.

“Good. Now that we’re on the same page, I suggest you start licking.” Jessica stood up and pulled off her panties. Lacie began undoing his his pants, and pulled out his cock.

“Holy sh-mmmph”. Rob gasped, but Jessica cut him off by sealing his mouth with her bare pussy. She ground onto him, rubbing her lips over his playfully… Tentatively. She’d never done this before, and it was making her so wet! She was worried she was going to burst in his face right then and there, and she wanted to last. She settled herself gently against his nose so he could still breath, and ran her fingers through his hair.

“I’m sorry I lied to you,” she said genuinely, staring down into his concerned eyes. “I hope you can forgive me someday.”. Rob lurched slightly, as if getting an electric shock.

“Oh he’ll forgive us,” Lacie said. Jessica turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Lacie had been running her tongue around the tip of his penis, which had hardened and grown into a large erection. She positioned herself over it and crouched slightly until her pussy just barely settled into its head. The lips parted slightly and slid slightly over the tip, but then she stopped. His whole body tensed, and he ripped at the chains, as though trying to pull the wall down.

“Say you forgive us,” Lacie said. She rolled her hips around, one hand holding his dick. She let his penis brush her lips again and again, but only ever let it enter just slightly. Just enough to drive him crazy.

“Oh God please… Please…” he moaned. Jessica knelt over his face and hovered her dripping, swollen pussy over his mouth.

“Please what, Rob?” Jessica asked. She held the camera close to his face, catching his desperate eyes.

“I forgive you, I’ll lick you, anything, just please…”

“You want me to stop?”. Lacie asked coyly. She pushed herself onto him by a half inch, and then right eskişehir escort back off again, stepping away. His dick swung helplessly as she watched, grinning.

“Aggggh, I want you to fuck me. Please just do it, I can’t take this.”

“There you go, got you begging for it on camera. That’s technically consent, right?”

Lacie lowered herself onto him, sliding his dick inside of her. He arched his back in a wave of pleasure and relief. But she stayed still, sitting on him with him inside her.

“You don’t cum until Jessica cums,” Lacie said wickedly. “Get to work.

Jessica was still perched over his face. Her pussy was swollen with excitement and practically dripping with desire. Rob had lost any hint of hesitation. He leaned forward to lick her lips as she lowered herself onto his face. She clenched his head in her thighs and swiveled her hips as he worked his tongue furiously into her, lapping up her juices and exploring her womanhood.

She arched her back, leaning back with her arms on his chest and began to grind against his mouth and nose, sliding her pussy over his nose and eyes, then pushing her asshole against his nose, and then back again. He rimmed her, licked her pussy and clit, and drank her in.

Behind Jessica Lacie began to bounce up and down on his erection, pumping her hips against his and riding him vigorously.

Jessica had never felt a pleasure so total in her life. She was burning with ecstasy, and loved dominating this man beneath her. She slipped his nose inside and spread her legs, letting herself sink deeply onto him, covering his mouth with her asscheeks. He began to struggle, as it was impossible to breath. She began bouncing up and down on him, and he took in shuddering gasps as fast as he could as she pounded herself into him. He finally turned his head to the side, gasping for breath, chest heaving.

Jessica moved back onto his neck and unhooked her bra. She was more wet than she had ever been, and she slid slickly across his jugular. She wrapped the bra around his head and grasped the ends in her hands. Then she bent her legs around his head so that her ankles were under him. Then, she tightened everything.

She pulled the bra hard against her so that he was forced back into her. And she crossed her legs indian style around his head and clenched her legs and pussy hard, pinching his nose inside of her and trapping his head so tightly he could not see or smell or breath or hear.

Rob was in darkness. Every sense he possessed now belonged to her. All he could do was feel – he could feel her witness filling his mouth, nostrils, and coating his face. He could feel the hot warmth of her inside, swelling and pulsing around his nose. He could feel the swaying motion of her hips, the vigorous grinding, the eager bouncing. He gaziantep escort could feel the intense pressure of her thighs, crushing his head into her, pulling him deeper and deeper until he was worried she might swallow him. And he could feel Lacie, pounding against him in some other world, working his penis in a fervor. He knew he was going to pass out soon from being unable to breath, but he needed to cum. His brain had ceased to feel logic – he needed to make Jessica orgasm so that Lacie would finish fucking him.

His nose was deep inside her, so he stuck his tongue out as far as it could go into her ass, and began shaking his head back and forth. He swirled his tongue and swished with his nose and moaned into her, and she tightened her grip on him and began moving faster – and then Lacie began moving faster on him. He began swirling his whole head now, groaning, moaning into her pussy, piercing her with his tongue and nose, rimming her as fast as he could. And she began bouncing hard, and he could hear vaguely through the denseness of her thighs her screaming in delight. There was a flood of cum now, and he felt like he was drowning in a slick storm of her pleasure. She pulled hard on the bra strap, and he felt himself slip even more inside her and wondered when she would stop – when was enough.

And suddenly she clenched everything. Her thighs nearly split his head in two. Her vagina pinched his nose. Her anus seemed to grip his tongue. The bra chaffed the back of his head.

And Lacie was reaching her climax too. She was dragging her nails down his stomach and riding him hard, so hard that Jessica was rocking back and forth from the force of her convulsions. He was getting so close to cumming…

Jessica screamed, and then Lacie began to scream in delight, and suddenly he was shouting, pulling against his chains, trying to arch his back with biggest orgasm he had ever had. It hit him so hard he actually lifted Lacie off the ground with his hips, and nearly knocked Jessica off of his head. He used the last of his breath to let out an orgasmic yell into Jessica, and then everything went black for a second time.

When he woke up, he was a mess. He face was coated in juices from two separate woman, he was naked and thoroughly fucked. But they had unchained his hands. He sat up and saw the two beautiful women sitting in bathrobes, sipping tea on a couch nearby.

“Welcome back Rob,” Jessica said, smiling warmly at him. “As you can see we’ve freed you. You can leave now, if you wish.”

He nodded, still hardly believing what had just happened to him. Did he like it?

“The next shoot is on Wednesday,” Lacie said. “Make sure you’re not late.”

“Next shoot?” Rob asked. “What are you talking about?”

Lacie smiled. “If you don’t want that footage leaked onto the internet, I would strongly suggest you show up here on Wednesday for another ‘fight scene.'”

Great, Rob thought. As long as they have that footage I’m their slave. They’ll keep inviting me over here, and sitting on my face and fucking my nose.

How many times would they do it? When would they get sick of him? When would he be free? He sighed.

The girls just giggled into their tea, staring.

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Scribbler’s Notes: I decided to do something a little different based on recent experiences and my discovery of the head shaving fetish world. I didn’t put it in non-erotic because for a lot of people, this type of story is VERY erotic. Thanks so much to Katt and Wolfe for introducing me to the concept of baldness as a kink. Enjoy.

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His fingers trailed along my shoulders, the same fingers that only an hour earlier had laced me into the royal blue silk and lace corset that hugged my figure into a neat hourglass. Each tug on the strings had brought a gasp from my lips and the feeling of my waist being pulled into that little taper had been in its own way erotic and sensual. But that was not what this night was about. This night was about my hair.

We had discussed it for months. At the beginning of our discussions my hair had been brushing past my shoulders and now came nearly to the small of my back. It had become an obsession for him and together we had surfed many websites, discovering this new fetish together. Finally we had decided to do it and he had made sure to get only the best supplies. Ordered tekirdağ escort in from Paris, the kit had been expensive, but he swore to me that it would be worth it, that it was the finest. The chair I now sat in had been purchased from a shop several states over but he had desired it and so I had conceded when he suggested we buy it.

His fingers trailed through my hair, stroking, gripping, drawing my head back to steal a kiss from my trembling lips. I was terrified of what we were doing, terrified and extremely excited. He fetched rope from the cupboard where all of our toys were kept and lovingly, carefully, my wrists were tied to the arms of the chair. He touched my shoulders lightly, leaning the chair back ever so slightly, all the time stroking my hair, a look of eagerness taking over his handsome features.

“Are you ready?” he finally spoke and I nodded. He gave me a look, “you need to say it,” he reminded me. “You need to say yes or I won’t do it.” I had to consent in words so that I could not complain if I changed my mind afterwards.

“I’m tokat escort ready,” I whispered.

“Louder,” he demanded.

“I’m ready.”

“Good girl.” He wound my hair around his hand and picked up a pair of scissors. I started to close my eyes and was stopped by a light tap on the forehead with the closed scissors.

The first snip dug through the strands and I bit my lower lip lightly. The next made its way across my hair. Seven more cuts — I counted as I sat there shaking – and he pulled his hand away with my hair in his grasp. He dropped it on my lap and I looked down at it, fighting the urge to cry. He snipped away more of my hair and spun the chair so I could look at my deformed-do. There was almost nothing left, although, that was the idea of this little scene of his.

“If you cry, I’ll leave it like this,” he promised and I swallowed my tears and glared into his eyes in the mirror. He laughed and picked up the razor, plugging it in. As he switched it on and it began to buzz, I was shocked to find a jolt of excitement run through trabzon escort me. He pressed it against the base of my skull and pulled it up along my head, a loving look of concentration settled in his eyes as he peered down at the exposed scalp. I watched in the mirror as I was shorn, each buzz across my scalp sending a tingle down my spine and a sprinkling of hair over my shoulders to the floor.

He brushed his hands over my scalp to clear away the excess hair and began to carefully shave around my ears, gently pressing them out of the way of the razor. I finally relaxed into his touch as he finished the last swipe of the razor, switching it off and setting it down.

His hands were cold against my bare head and he stroked it with reverence, making sure his fingers touched every inch of flesh now exposed to his touch. He leaned down to press his lips against it, caressing the back of my neck, chasing away stray bits of hair that inched their way down my back.

Untying my wrists, he watched as I picked up the lengths of hair piled in my lap and pressed them to my cheek. They smelled of the shampoo I would no longer need and I found myself growing teary with the thought of it. I let it slide to the floor and rose off the chair, gazing at myself in the mirror.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he kissed the back of my neck, smiling at my startled expression.

“Beautiful,” he murmured in my ear, “absolutely beautiful”

-End-

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My business trip to Albuquerque is still more than a month away and just the thought of being with my lover again has kept my dreams very vivid.

Sleep is something that I have learned to do without for the past few nights. Just the thought of being with my lover Donna and my new friend Lydia has had my head swimming with erotic visions both awake and asleep.

Last night my sleep fell upon me hard and my dreams started to come alive almost immediately……

…..my balls had just given up their second load of cum in less than 10 minutes and I was weak from the incredible sex. Lydia and I untied Donna and we all lay on the bed panting. I was between the two of these sexy girls and we gently touched and stroked each other and basked in the afterglow of the moment. Soon my two nylon-covered playmates are rubbing their sexy legs up and down my pantyhose covered legs and god what a feeling. Donna started to drift off to sleep. I guess the hour or so of having that vibrator making her climax over and over again while Lydia picked me up at the airport was a bit too much for her and soon she was out like a light. Lydia said that maybe she should go and let us be alone for the evening but I told her that she was more than welcome to stay.

Her hand was gently stroking my nylon-covered shaft and I was rubbing her stockings, moving higher and higher till I found her moist pussy. I promised her that if she stayed, I would make it worth her while. “Oh really”, she said. “How exactly will you do that?” I rolled over to her and kissed her deeply the got above her and took one of her hard nipples into my mouth and licked and sucked it into my mouth, all the while keeping my finger deep inside her quivering sex. I licked and sucked her other nipple before I started to trail kisses down her body till bursa escort I stuck my hard tongue deep inside her sweet pussy. Now my lover has the sweetest pussy that I have ever eaten and Lydia’s was almost that sweet, with the most intoxicating scent. Her scent drove me crazy and I started to lick her clit, gently at first, then harder.

Lydia wrapped her nylon legs around my shoulders pulling me closer into her and I worked on her till she rewarded me with her hot juice from her most intense orgasm of the evening. All this time Donna was asleep with a smile on her face. When Lydia finally came down from her “cloud” she slowly unwrapped her legs and I moved up her body and kissed her deeply. She said it was my turn but I insisted that after the plane ride and the heat of the moment that I really needed to shower.

I sat on the edge of the bed and started to pull my pantyhose off when Lydia stopped me and said she would take care of that for me. She got on her knees in front of me and slowly moved her hands up my legs till she reached the waste band of my hose and then started to pull them down. She lifted the hose over my semi-hard cock and when it was free she bent over it and kissed the head lightly. She continued to remove my hose while sucking softly on my now growing member. When she finished with my hose she put them on the bed and then started to work on me in earnest. I loved the feeling of her mouth around my shaft but my cock was still a little too tender from it’s earlier work outs so I pulled her up off my cock and told her that I was going to the shower. A pouting frown came to her lips and I softly kissed them and then whispered into her ear that when she does finally leave, there was a phone call I needed her to make for me. I also çanakkale escort told her that while I was in the shower she would just have to find other things to do.

When I closed the bathroom door Donna sat straight up and said that watching the two of us had made her so horny. Lydia knew that Donna would never drift off to sleep when there was a hard cock in the room and told her that she loved the tongue work that I had just given her. Donna lunged at Lydia and pinned her friend to the bed and lowered her mouth onto her pussy. “So you liked his tongue work did you? Then I will give you something to compare it to.” Donna sucked her girlfriend’s clit into her mouth while stroking up and down Lydia’s nylon legs. She worked her up to a fever and then turned around till they were sixty-nine. Donna lowered her pussy over her friends mouth and Lydia licked my cum and Donna’s juice out of her pussy. Donna continued to work on her friend with her mouth and two fingers up inside Lydia’s pussy. Lydia was going crazy and was stroking Donna’s nylon covered body. She then put her finger into Donna’s pussy to get it wet and then slowly inserted it up into her tight ass.

Soon the girls each had tongues on clits and fingers in pussy and ass as they started to cum together. They rolled around on the bed till Lydia was now top and they continued working on each other when I came out of the bathroom. I sat down in a chair and watched these two sex starved girls go at themselves. I stroked my shaft until I was as hard as rock and then went to the bed and got behind Lydia.

I lowered my cock to her pussy and Donna looked up and saw my cock twitching in front of her friend’s pussy. She first took it into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the rize escort head and made me all nice and wet. She then pulled me out of her mouth and place the head of my cock at the entrance to her friend pussy. She reached around me, grabbed onto my ass and pulled me into her friend. Lydia let out a load moan into Donna’s pussy as I penetrated her and sucked harder on Donna’s clit. I slowly started to fuck Lydia from behind while she ate Donna’s pussy. Donna licked my balls and Lydia’s clit from underneath. I reached around Lydia and started to play with their tits and increased my thrusts until my balls were loudly slapping against her clit and Donna’s chin.

Donna was the first to cum, flooding Lydia’s face with her sweet nectar. Having her friend cum into her mouth, Lydia was next. Her pussy was gyrating wildly around my shaft and I knew that it would anytime now that I was spraying my cum deep inside her. Donna then started to suck my tight balls and Lydia lifted her legs behind her and rubbed her nylons up and down my back and ass and that was it.

I grabbed Lydia’s waste and slammed my cock into her hot pussy and gave her my first two jets of cum. I then pulled out of her and pushed my head into Donna’s waiting mouth. She took the rest of my load into her mouth and stroked my shaft till I gave up the last of my juice.

We collapsed onto the bed and Lydia and I joined Donna in a deep kiss. That’s when we discovered that she did not swallow my cum and she shared it with both of us, the cum rolling over our tongues and lips. I then laid down between them with my head at their feet so I could rub, kiss and suck their nylon legs and feet. They both had a hand on my cock when the three of us drifted off.

I awoke to find Lydia gone and my lover sucking on my cock. She is so talented that I was ready to cum when we heard a knock on the door and she went to answer it.

“Peter!! What are you doing here?” Donna was surprised to see one of her “playmates” at the door. “Lydia called me and said that Curt wanted to have me over for some…”

“Damn Alarm Clock. 6:30am and time for work. I hope my dream continues later.”

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Part 1:

Included kinks:

Futanari, Erection, Mini-Gts, Size comparison, hourglass, chubby, partial nudity, teenagers, seduction

All characters are entirely fictional and all above the age of 18!

The clock struck 14 and with the last ring of the monumental clockwork’s deafening bell a wave of blue and white uniforms stormed outside the Columbian Eagles Institute – an elite woman only university.

“Freedom! Finally,” Akari jokingly cheered as she unbuttoned her very tight-fitting vest.

“Hell yeah! Not gonna lie, today’s lectures were even worse than usual! I mean, who cares about the roman republic?” Elisabeth joined in.

She immediately followed her busty friend’s example. Not that she needed much of an excuse to strip out of her clothes anyways. Unlike Akari, she hadn’t the “privilege” of dealing with a pair of double DD’s that would put the durability of their white shirt to the test, but her lower half certainly put on a good show.

“I think it was pretty interesting,” Gina said timidly.

“Well, maybe for YOU, but we ‘mere mortals’ died in that classroom,” Akari laughed while lighting a cigarette, even if it was prohibited to smoke on the campus, especially for someone of her age.

“What do you mean with that?” Gina perked an eyebrow.

“She is just fucking with you, Gina. And implies that you are quite a bookworm,” Lizzy said mindlessly while staring into her own reflection.

She had pulled out her mirror like every day and started applying her black make-up as soon as she was no longer bound to the institute’s strict dress code.

Elisabeth Stuckmann might have been 19 years old, like the rest of the group, but a bit like Akari didn’t make it past her rebellious phase yet. By the time she was done her lips were fully black and her equally dark eye lids also further highlighted her blue eyes.

“Goth mode activated!” she mused and jokingly smacked her impressively round ass.

“Confirmative!” Akari grinned and also gave her friend’s behind a solid clap.

Gina rolled her eyes as usual when she saw the chaotic duo fool around in public and looked to her side.

“You are so quiet today, April. Is everything alright?” she said.

April was deep in thought and almost caught off guard when her friend called her by her name.

“Yeah, just thought of something,” she said eventually.

“Like, what you are going to do this weekend?”

The 5’11” brunette smiled and looked at her slightly smaller friend and gave a mostly convincing ‘thumbs up’. She barely managed to fake the smile though.

Throughout the day she had only one thing in mind. What she would do after school. Something she should have done probably months ago, but only now found the courage to do. Mostly because of urgency and not because of bravery. It was either now or never.

Akari and Lizzy already loudly debated how and with who they would fuck around this weekend and while it was usually equally entertaining and arousing to listen to their stories, there wasn’t much that could excite April today.

The busses were already waiting and the first lines were forming as the students entered in an expected orderly fashion.

April stopped and the redhead was the only one to pick up on it, while the other two were still sorting the squad of football players by dicksize.

“Aren’t you coming?” Gina asked.

“Well… I am not taking the bus today. I got something else planned,” she said.

“Like what?” the redhead softly smiled and downplayed her curiosity.

Empathy her other two friends clearly didn’t share.

While Akari and Lizzy didn’t notice how absent her friend was throughout the whole day, they immediately picked up when she mentioned she wouldn’t go home right away.

“Hold on! What could cute not-so-little April be doing on a Friday afternoon?” the goth girl asked with a wide smirk.

“And what would be so important that you can’t even go home to change your clothes,” Akari continued with the same type of exaggerated smile.

“I…” April muttered and the two started to giggle girlishly.

“You got a boyfriend!” they said in unison.

The brunette girl blushed and wildly shook her head.

“Nononono, that’s not it…”

“Then why are you blushing?”

“I am not!”

“Yes, you are!”

April’s cheeks were reddening more and more because of their persistence. Even Gina couldn’t hold back a soft smile and mild blush.

“I am happy for you! We all are,” she said.

“I didn’t even say what I am doing!” April groaned.

“Because it is so obvious!” Akari cheered and hugged the confused brunette. “And hell yeah, we are happy for you! Was just a matter of time until you’d seduce someone with these puppies!”

The Japanese girl pushed her own impressive breasts onto April’s bosom which matched hers in size and almost in firmness.

“Personally, I always thought her ass would land her the first boyfriend, but nevertheless he is a lucky bastard,” Lizzy mused and joined düzce escort the hug.

Her hands teasingly reached around the chubby brunette’s waist and for a moment got a good grab on her friend’s equally impressive backside.

Akari and Elizabeth complemented each other when it came to their looks. Sure, both were freakishly energetic and both stood at almost the same height, with Akari being a tad smaller than her goth friend, but that wasn’t the respective striking feature that stood out with the two. While Akari was extremely busty for someone of her pretty slender built, especially for a Japanese girl, Lizzy was massively bottom heavy. Years as a dancer and with her now spending way too much time doing squats turned her formerly soft ass into a certified booty. She was the bootylicious ‘yin’ to Akari’s busty ‘yang’ – yet April was a combination of the two.

Standing at 5’11” she was taller than both and certainly much heavier. Both friends were certainly quite endowed when it came to their respective boobs and asses, especially on their mostly athletic bodies, but April could rely on her mother’s genetics. A two-edged sword.

Her assets matched her curvaceous but quite chubby figure. She wasn’t into any sports, also got exempted from sports since primary school and it clearly showed. April didn’t even come close to Akari’s thigh gap or Lizzy’s strong thighs, but the softness on her body was at least mostly well distributed. But more often than not she would have chosen a much more petite body like Gina’s over her own. Especially if that meant she would have gotten rid of the cock dangling between her meaty legs.

April sighed and ignored her friend’s comically exaggerated cheers and for once was happy that she wouldn’t get aroused by the two’s antics.

“Are you done?” she eventually asked and freed herself from the hug.

“We are done. But you aren’t done yet!”

“Look that he still got a pelvis after you are done with him, girl.”

This one made the chubby futa break a smile. She rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to Gina who still silently smiled at her friend.

“What is going on? Did I hear something with ‘pelvis’?” a familiar Hispanic voice asked.

“April got a boyfriend and she is going to meet him right now!” Lizzy blurted out.

The bombshell Latina’s face brightened and April for a second feared that she would join in on the two’s juvenile chants. But the captain of the cheerleaders wouldn’t behave like this and always kept her classy attitude.

“And why are you acting like that is something so out of the ordinary? Boys go nuts over girls like her, believe me” Isabella mused and winked at a blushing April.

“Look at her, she is red like a tomato because of you two. Let her alone, she will be nervous enough already.”

Like usual, only Isabella’s words possessed the power two silence Akari and Lizzy and highlighted the unspoken but universally accepted rule in their group: Isabella was the leader, although she never had to enforce her will. It has always been like that since they all first met in primary school.

The cheerleader always had this effect on people. Wherever she went she would soon reach the top of the food chain and do it in a charming but somehow dominant way. She led her cheerleaders with an iron fist and expected nothing but perfection from their performances, but besides that she was the most communal person to have around. And the one who organized the wildest and most excessive parties on the campus. Wouldn’t it have been for her, people like April or Gina would have been outsiders for sure, regardless of their influential mothers.

Someone with her charisma and simply breath-taking looks also rightfully made it a sport to hook up with players of the local football team and had more quarterbacks than most girls probably had boyfriends on the institute. It was almost a bit frightening how someone so composed and calm could turn into an untameable party beast and nymphomaniac with the blink of an eye. And how she didn’t make a big deal out of it. Strangely that was something April found rather attractive. Well … just like the rest of her.

Long legs, perfectly toned. Solid breasts, a simply perfect ass and fiery brown eyes would make most straight girls revaluate their sexual orientation, especially ones who secretly sported a 13-inch dick.

“Don’t let them distract you. You do what you gotta do. All that matters is that you have the time of your life,” Isabella said and nodded at April who still gazed deep into the cheerleader’s stunning eyes.

“Thank you…I will try my best.”

Isabella was about to turn around and jump into her bus when she paused and started to smile teasingly.

“One last thing: Is that ‘mysterious boyfriend’ a ‘he’ or a ‘she’?”

“Isabella!” Gina interjected with red cheeks.

“Nothing wrong with it. I don’t mind either. But I was just curious,” Isabella said.

April blushed too hard to come up with an answer, edirne escort especially when Isabella asked her something like that. She gasped for air and silently averted her timid gaze but couldn’t hold back a smile.

“Thought so,” Isabella grinned and turned around to join Akari and Lizzy. “Have fun, April! You will have to tell us everything on Monday! Nice weekend to you two!”

The trio jumped into their bus heading east while April and Gina usually headed north. Usually.

“Sorry… that must have been a bit awkward for you,” Gina said.

“It’s fine. They were just happy for me. In a bizarre way,” April chuckled.

“Probably. We can talk later if you want. I am not as annoyingly loud as they are, but equally as curious,” the redhead smiled.

“You will be the first I will want to talk to. But I am afraid it’s something not nearly as exciting as you all think.”

The 5’9″ redhead frowned and was about to dig deeper what her best friend meant – until the waiting bus driver impatiently called his horn.

“You have to go. I will probably talk to you later, ok?” April said.

“I am always there if you need someone to talk. Never forget that,” she said.

The annoyed bus driver was already throwing a tantrum but Gina didn’t allow him to rush a hug. It almost appeared that she was taking even more time than usual.

“I know… and thank you.”

The plaza in front of their university, just crowded with students a few minutes prior, was left deserted after the last busses departed. April was literally the sole white and blue figure waiting at the terminal, but for a bus heading out of town.

She hastily took a last look into her backpack and checked if the envelope was still there. April knew it was there. She reassured herself a dozen times during the day, but a part of her still feared she could lose it at the last second.

The bus eventually arrived and the student’s heart started to pound noticeably in her chest when she bought the ticket. If someone knew where she was heading, one would have thought she was a pervert, but she didn’t see any other way.

April kept rehearsing what she wanted to ask, how the conversation should flow, in her head while the landscape rushed past her through dull windows. It took her 40 minutes to arrive at her destination, but it could easily have taken 3 hours longer in her opinion. Never did she dread exiting a bus this much in her life before.

There she was, still in her school uniform and looking at the most inappropriate place someone like her can probably be. The “Dick’s Cabaret” – a striptease bar. One that featured one “star” April desperately wanted to meet. Someone that maybe could help her, like nobody else could.

Her steps were short and clumsy, her posture wooden and stiff, as she tried to appear like she wasn’t embarrassed and scared out of her mind. But the towering doorman looked right through her.

“Shouldn’t you be in school, my dear?” the imposing man asked surprisingly warmly.

“I am 19,” April said and put her shaky hand into her pocket and held up her driver’s license.

The bald man shook his head and exhaled when he looked back into the aggressively blushing student’s eyes.

“The kids these days,” he sighed and held up the door for her.

April tucked her head in and silently accepted that he thought she was just an ordinary brat looking for some excessive fun. It was probably for the better.

Stale air, mixed with dense smoke and the occasional scent of spilled tequila greeted her as soon as she stepped in. The bar resembled a bit of a saloon. A badly illuminated one at that. The lights were dimmed, besides the lighting on the floor heading to the seats before the stage.

Thankfully not many visitors were there at this time of day. Which also meant that nobody she could possibly know would be there too. Still, she stuck out like a sore thumb. The few visitors that noticed the student looked confused at her and eyed her uniform top to bottom. She very might be the first person to ever walk in in such an outfit. On the other hand, if there was one establishment that would feature someone with a school uniform it would surely be this one, she thought.

The brunette sat down in the first row of seats and hoped that the show would soon begin so she could get out of there. She nervously gazed after the blonde waitress going from table to table and coming closer to her.

Hoping she would get overlooked she sank into her leather seat and hid herself from curious gazes as best she could. Then a loud voice emerged from the loudspeakers in every corner of the bar.

“Heyho, everybody. Ya boy Dick speaking here. I see you all are already thirsty for our big attraction today. Otherwise you would have spent this lovely day outside and not here with me and my girls. But we are oh so glad that you are all a bunch of degenerates, just like us! Can I get an ‘amen’ on that?!”

“Amen!” a few, way less enthusiastic elazığ escort people sitting at the bar joined in.

April sank even deeper into her seat and shook her head as she wondered what type of people would even reply to a greeting like that.

“Hold on, don’t shout so loud, you will scare my cute little kittens away,” Dick slurred and took an audible sip from a bottle. “But y’all aren’t interested in the ‘small’ kittens, aren’t ya? You wan’t the ‘big and bad’ kitty today! Am I right?!”

“Hell yeah,” again some replied.

“Well, well. Good ol’ Dick got ya covered then. Grab a bottle and try not to touch yourself right away. Even if she wants you to!”

Dick took another sip and sighed with relish as he closed in on the microphone to make his drunken voice sound deeper.

“Alright then. Buckle up y’all! Without further ado I present to you: the one and only… Mrs. Cannae!”

The student straightened herself and ignored the heavily beating drum in her chest as her eyes were glued to the curtain on stage.

Music blasted from the same speakers Dick just slurred from and a small lightshow set the scene for the ‘big kitty’.

The fabric slid aside and an imposing shadow stood on stage, towering higher than April expected. All remaining lights switched on and instantly revealed that not only her height was overwhelming.

Mrs. Cannae sensually moved across the stage. But she could have been standing still for the whole show and nobody would have mind probably. Not even the ton of futa porn April watched on a regular basis prepared her to see someone this big and endowed in person, let alone dancing a few feet away from her.

The blonde dancer was just a pure bombshell, unlike anyone April had ever seen with her own eyes. Mrs. Cannae stood easily over 1,5 feet taller than the brunette and her massive breasts dwarfed the student’s impressive DD’s. Each one of the blonde’s breasts were as big as her head. April could immediately tell, since the dancer’s outfit only included a red lingerie, which was way too small to meaningfully contain her curvaceous body.

In sync with the music she came closer towards the row of drooling people and their attention went lower and lower on the blonde’s Amazonian body with every step she took. Her nipples already poked through the tight fabric but her simply enormous member couldn’t even fit her panties. It lazily dangled over the stretched fabric, which found only purpose in being a glorified bra for her also gargantuan balls.

The dancer moved gracefully but with a fiery temper in her gaze and movement. Every loud blast of the background music was matched with a swing of her hips, a pose with her incredibly thick legs and any other motion that sent her mouth-watering body jiggling in all the right ways.

April’s embarrassment was immediately replaced by growing arousal between her subtly twitching legs. The virgin gasped when she felt the futa’s gaze eventually wandered over her body. The brunette had to cross her legs when she started to lose her mental battle to keep her own stiffening endowment in check.

The blonde dancer smirked teasingly and doubled down on the blushing teenager. She squatted on stage and fully focused on the surely youngest person in the crowd. As well as the only woman.

Mrs. Cannae was well aware what buttons she had to press to get someone so clearly inexperienced all amped up. She spread her meaty thighs and openly displayed her gargantuan package. It looked so much thicker and heavier up close.

April bit her lip and pushed her legs together while her own throbbing dick rubbed along the underside of her left thigh.

“Grow! Grow! Grow!” some guys chanted somewhere behind April, but she barely noticed them.

The blonde leaned back, one hand supporting her bottom-heavy figure while the other stroke teasingly slowly along her semi-hard shaft. She kept smiling into the audience, but her attention always quickly returned back to the student.

With a teasing grin she started to wrap her fingers around her humongous dick and to April’s silent delight couldn’t fully encircle the swelling member. Mrs. Cannae thrusted her hips while keeping her rhythm in sync with the music and slowly but surely grew visibly aroused.

The blonde closed her eyes and let out a soft moan only April could possibly hear and allowed her rising dick more room to swell. It was like watching pizza dough rising. The dancer gained inches in thickness as well as length with every powerful surge.

April guessed that her full forearm wouldn’t be enough to match the tool before its majestic rise, now she thought that even her full torso wouldn’t come close. Mrs. Cannae was simply massive!

It rose close to 3 feet in length and as thick as the blonde’s thigh. Almost like a third leg emerging from between her sturdy thighs. Mrs. Cannae smiled knowingly when she saw the young girl blatantly stare at her full size and got up again to the cheers of a by now wildly whistling crowd.

The student’s eyes were glued to the throbbing monster of a cock and wouldn’t she have crossed her legs earlier she would have also revealed that she was also packing quite some heat. A part of her wanted to simply give in, take out her leaking cock and show it for Mrs. Cannae to see. But she was on a mission that didn’t include succumbing to her primal desires.

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Last evening was an absolutely perfect night. At around 7PM it was almost 70 degrees with just a slight wind. We decided it was a perfect night for a fire in the fire pit.

So I started by prepping the grill and getting the fire pit going. It took quite some time for the fire to get going as it had been raining and the logs were all wet. By the time the fire was roaring and the food was done an hour had went by. During the whole prep time, I was drinking beer and the wife was having her usual mixed drink. We were both giddy and have a great time sitting by the fire and getting slightly toasted.

As I was finishing dinner, a friend came by and wanted to hang out with some beers and enjoy a fire. Shortly after he arrived, our neighbor showed up. I texted my wife, so much for some naughty fun outdoors this evening.

She just smiled and said you never know. So we all sat around the fire, joking and laughing and have a great time. Flash forward a couple of hours and me and the wifey were pretty hammered. She knows this is when I get my kinkiest and I started sending off some dirty messages. Things like, you better be holding it for me so you can soak me tonight and I can’t wait for you to give me a shower. All the while our friends were sitting next to us without a clue of what nasty and dirty thoughts were going through both of our minds.

I was doing all I could to get the guys out of there so I could have some free time with my lady and they were having none of it. Finally my buddy ending up leaving so now we muğla escort were done to just the neighbor. He seemed to have nothing better to do and stayed for at least another hour. By this point my texts to the wife were downright nasty; I want your hot piss, fucking drench my cock, please make me cum with your piss. Just pure and nasty messages.

Finally the fire started to die down and we were cleaning up to go inside. He finally got the hint and headed home. My wife smiled and asked what I wanted to do to her. My response, was to fuck the shit out of her.

So we ran inside and headed to the bathroom. She stripped nude and laid on the bathroom floor. She was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and had placed that under her body. I stripped off all my clothes and soon was on the floor next to her. She had her legs off the ground which gave me a great view of her pussy. I must say I have seen quite a few in my days and her pussy is absolutely amazing. The look and the smell of it drives me absolutely nuts.

Without a word, she tensed a bit and a hot stream of piss shot from her sex. I was surprised as she normally gives me some type of warning. Well I did the gentlemanly thing and stuck my cock right next to her slit. She then proceeded to unleash one of her biggest pissing displays I had ever seen. She was shooting it out so hard and fast that it was like a garden hose. It was shooting off my cock in every direction and soon my chest was wet with her piss as well.

Not ordu escort wanting to miss an opportunity, I stuck my face in between her legs and started licking and sucking her pussy like a madman. Most of her piss was gone and she only had a little left in the tank for me to drink and drip off my face. But still, I was in heaven. That gorgeous pussy shooting out her hot piss directly in my mouth. I was fucking hard as a rock and ready for some great sex.

When her piss was done, I moved my head to survey the damage. It looked like a river had formed on my tile floor. There was so much piss on the floor it was a giant pool engulfing my body. My wife got on all fours and stuck that pussy in the air to be fucked royally. I took my position and rammed my hard cock inside of her. She was wet from her piss and her arousal so I had no problem gaining entry. I slammed into her a couple of times and then the real fun began. The piss was everywhere and we were sliding around like it was a slip and slide. As I fucked her harder and harder piss was sloshing everywhere in the room. On the walls, on us, on her hoodie, literally piss was going everywhere, almost like it was raining. And I loved every dirty second of it. I was covered head to toe in her hot piss and was fucking her to my heart’s content.

Unfortunately, nature started to take over and I felt the familiar tug in my balls and knew that I was getting close. At that point, she was stroking her clit for all she was worth. osmaniye escort As her orgasm started and her pussy tightened up, that was it for me. I shot a massive load in her pussy and the room started spinning. What an intense and amazing orgasm.

She turned on the shower and we both jumped it. She put shampoo in her hair and then into mine. As she was turned towards me, I put my semi-rigid cock up to her pussy lips and unloaded all my saved up piss. She was laughing and giggling as I shot my hot stream all over her just fucked pussy. I aimed my dick upwards and started coating her tits in the warm liquid. I was in heaven; my beautiful wife standing in front of me with my cum dripping out of her and my piss soaking her tits. What a great image, wish I had a waterproof camera.

All too soon, my stream turned into a trickle and then it was over. She then put her leg up on the ledge of the shower and directed her pussy above my cock. She grunted a bit and started to push my cum out of her pussy and then another torrent rushed out of her. I couldn’t believe she had to piss again and her she was hissing out another strong stream. There was no end in sight and it felt amazing. I wasn’t under the shower stream so her piss was warming up my cock. Eventually, I pulled my cock out of the way and cupped my hands underneath her pussy. She filled my hand up and I brought it up to my mouth for a drink. Again pure heaven, sucking and slurping my wife’s piss out of my hand. When I had finished that drink, I stuck my hand underneath her again and got one more handful before she ran out. I greedily sucked it all down with a huge smile on my face. We finished our shower and then headed to bed. I was one satisfied man with a huge smile on my face. Right before we fell asleep she leaned over and kissed me and said I love soaking you in my hot piss, sweet dreams baby.

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He walked gingerly through the woods, feet barely touching the damp leaves that had fallen. Although he was staring straight ahead, and a casual observer might guess that he knew where he was going, nothing could be further from the truth. His eyes saw, his ears heard, and his skin could feel the moist air brush across his tawny body, but his brain did not interpret the sensations.

The real Kevin was miles away, in a different place. A different life? At six feet even, his one-hundred sixty pound frame made surprisingly little disturbance as he traversed his unplanned path. Beneath the unruly mop of shoulder length brown hair, his green eyes reflected the distance he was from this place. They sparkled in a curious, yet innocent way. Eye brows arched slightly, so they gave him a subtle look of continuous amazement…like a child in awe at his first tour through the county fair.

Kevin was twenty-six, but often mistaken for being substantially younger. In fact, whenever he was out on a date he made it a point to frequent night clubs in which he was rather well known. Not because it gave a boost to his ego to be recognized, but so that he wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of his date when he’d inevitably be asked for proof of his age. Although it did give his ego a boost, and most of the women he’d dated found it rather cute and amusing, Kevin still viewed it as a source of irritation, if not down-right demeaning.

The leaves scrunched beneath his feet. Debbie McCalison was someone with whom Kevin had never planned to fall in love. She was quite smaller that he, at just under five-foot five. Her light red hair cascaded about her shoulders, with tanned youthful skin and the same green eyes as her lover. Though Kevin would swear that they changed colour, and became an almost hazel when she was on the brink of orgasm. She of course giggled at such a notion, in the same school-girl giggle which had captured Kevin’s love. Her broad Scottish accent, with the distinguishing Edinburgh flavour, only reinforced the heat that radiated from her, and melted his heart. He often teased her about her eyes just to hear her uplifting laughter, it made his day seem brighter.

The fact that Debbie usually came whenever they had sex was not really surprising to Kevin. He was rather shy and pensive, but he seemed to have a special gift for making sex something that was anticipated in more that its usual way. His creativity and gentleness mixed in a unique fashion whenever the lights were dimmed low.

Perhaps I should tell you a little about it. Kevin’s father was an Air Force officer, and they moved quite frequently during his youth. He had learned to blend-in quickly, and to adapt to the ever-changing scenes of his life. By the time he was in the sixth grade, his father had attained the rank of Colonel. Along with his father’s elevated rank came elevated expectations. He was expected to dress, behave and perform differently than everyone else. His father had achieved a level of success, and Ke vin was expected to show that he had the same winning blood coursing through his veins. And he did. But, he would often irritate his father with his blatant disregard for authority, and his instinct to do the opposite of what was expected. Although he was exceptionally bright, he would often achieve lower grades. While the other children of officers would play amongst themselves, frowning upon the invitation of others, Kevin would give little thought to his choice of friends. He never even considered to find out what rank their father’s were, or where they lived.

The same individualistic attitude remained with him into adulthood. Sex was something that was relatively new to Kevin. He had remained a virgin until he was twenty-one. It wasn’t out of the lack of opportunity, as it seemed to be always presenting itself in ever changing forms. Let’s just say that if you were a fifteen year old girl, and had become drunk at a neighborhood party, Kevin would probably the reason that you found yourself safely at home the following morning. If other guys at the party had mentioned that you were “prime for the taking,” as you lay passed out in the parlor, then Kevin would’ve taken you home as well. He would’ve just been a bit more bloodied than if they’d not made the remark. But you would’ve gotten home safely, either way. And you would’ve learned of the incidence from someone else, for he would not have told you. He was just that way. He wasn’t gay, he just had a certain respect for those who were unable, for whatever the reason, to defend themselves.

When Kevin was eighteen years old his mother brought him to her family home in Scotland, along with his eighteen year old sister, Colleen. His father had received an assignment to Thailand, and he would be flying sorties from that kingdom to targets in North and South Vietnam. His mother had opted to bring the children back to her homeland until her husband returned. If her husband returned.

Uncle John (Anglicized bilecik escort from its original Gaelic form, Sean), had a fond place in his heart for children. And a warm place in his groin, especially for male adults. Having never married, as he was once forced to choose between his beloved Scotch whiskey, and his present lover. Sean chose the former. Somewhere down inside there was a feeling, loving, harmless gentleman, but it had been drowned by the daily intakes of the eighty-proof liquid. He no longer cared about women, and had turned his attention to whomever happened to be close at hand when the diluted blood in his veins managed to form an erection. I guess that at some point he had made successful advances towards a young man, and had never turned to another form of sex.

Eighteen year old Kevin presented a heaven-sent gift. As he was always in trouble, he would be easy to silence with threats. As he was very hyperactive, nobody would miss him if he were away for long periods of time. As he was extremely curious, he would make an ideal sex partner. And, as he was very loyal, he was certain to remain secretive.

The initiation began almost immediately. Kevin giggled when his uncle suggested that they both urinate on a tree, as they walked through the evening woods. When the daylight began to recede, and the woods became rather unfamiliar, in this otherwise familiar park, Kevin began to feel a bit frightened. He informed his uncle about his uneasiness, and his uncle asked him to pick the tree that most frightened him. Kevin picked a large old tree that was about ten feet from the path, behind a group of bushes. Sean couldn’t have picked a better site him self. He told the little boy that the best way to rid himself of his fear was to show the tree “who’s the boss.”

“But how?,” Kevin asked.

“Well, meself, I’d be one to pee on it!,” said the uncle, “give it a go.”

And he then suggested that, since it was a rather large tree, perhaps it’d be best if they both “attacked it.” Kevin had played “doctor” before, with little boys and girls his own age. He’d engage in a game of “I’ll show you mine, if…” with rather little forethought, and about less afterthought. Just another game. He had never seen another grown man’s cock before, although he’d tried to sneak a peek once in an airport restroom. He glanced a bit out of the corner of his eye, as he stood at the urinal next to a stranger. He was too afraid that he’d be caught, and really didn’t get to see anything.

When his uncle unzipped his fly and removed his six inch erection, not a half of a foot from the little boy’s face, Kevin’s eyes must’ve grown noticeably larger. He stared for a few moments at his uncle’s erection before he’d realised that he was staring. When he managed to make his eyes move off of the bulging cock he was certain that his uncle would be upset, and tell his mother that he’d been so rude. But, he was surprised to see his uncle smiling. Kevin was perplexed. But, he figured, I guess it’s okay, so he looked back down at his uncle’s waist. He had opened the top of his pants, and was starting to lower them to his ankles. His cock stood straight out, almost pointing at the little boy, and a damp drop of clear liquid had formed at the very tip.

His uncle shuffled closer. He bent down and pulled the little man closer to him, his fingers began to loosen the belt around his little waist. He unsnapped his Wrangler jeans, and started to pull them down. Kevin tried to speak, he was more confused than resisting. He wasn’t sure what was happening.

“Ah, it’s alight bairn, it’s alright,” he heard his uncle say.

The words reached him just behind the curdling smell of Scotch. He stepped out of his jeans, which had been lowered around his ankles, and stood before his uncle, naked from the waist down. He looked at his own crotch, and was bewildered by how stiff his own little penis had become.

“And what were ye plannin’ to do wit that wee thing?,” his uncle asked, pointing at the stiff little cock. His smile broadening, and the atmospher e becoming a little more easy. “Come here, bairn,” he said, “I’ll be showin’ ye somethin’.”

His uncle sat with his back to the old tree, his legs stretched out before him. He had gripped his hard cock with his hand, and was slowly rubbing it up and down. Kevin moved slowly closer. “Sit down here, beside me,” he said. Kevin obeyed, his eyes still riveted to his uncle’s moving hand.

“Have ye e’er seen one like this, laddie?.”

No, Kevin thought, he hadn’t. He was amazed that a person could have such a large cock. It seemed to be three times as large as Kevin’s. He felt a hand move to his own penis, and realised that his uncle’s other hand had become restless. The fingers moved around his little dick, rubbing at it slowly and gently. It felt both good and bad. He just wasn’t sure. He continued to stare at his uncle’s cock, at the way his manisa escort balls jiggled with the movement of each stroke. And then he felt the hand on his own penis move lower. A finger wiggled between his legs, and pushed up inside the crack of his small ass. It moved in a slow, deliberate fashion until it rested on his tight little asshole. And then it moved away.

“Stand up,” his uncle said.

The words didn’t quite register, and he remained sitting. Then his uncle moved, and jolted him back to reality.

“Up wit ye, over here,” he said, and grabbed the boy around the hips.

His uncle swung him around until he was standing with one leg on each side, and then he turned him around so that the little boy’s bottom was less than a foot from his face. Kevin looked down, so that he could see his uncle’s erection. It throbbed in rhythm with his heartbeat, making it bounce just slightly. Kevin was still in awe. He felt his uncle pull him back a little, and then felt his fingers spread the cheeks of his ass. He started as he felt a finger try to push into his butt, and wondered why his uncle has doing that. It hurt a little at first, but then slid inside and stayed there, motionless. With his other hand, Sean pushed at the top of little boy’s back.

Kevin got the idea, and lowered himself on all fours. His bottom, with one finger still inside of it arched towards his uncle’s face. His face was over his hard-on, and he just seemed to know what it was that was wanted of him. He bent his head forward and lowered his mouth onto the firm erection. He could hear his uncle groan with pleasure behind him, and he felt the finger begin to move. Slowly, in and out, in and out. His little body was flooded with strange new sensations, and his head swam with the overwhelming input. He had never sucked a cock before, and wasn’t really sure of what to do, or where he was going with this. He knew that whenever he did certain things, pleasurable things were happening behind him. So, like Pavlov’s dog, he went through his first sexual experience through trial and error.

He continued to suck on the cock, although his jaws were beginning to grow sore, and, with a little help, he’d learned to move his mouth up and down. Repeating the movements of his uncle’s hand, as he’d watched him jerk-off a few moments before. At one point, he felt the finger withdraw from his butt, and wondered why his uncle was stopping. He was rather enjoying the strange sensation. And then he felt something else begin to probe at his tiny rear opening. He wasn’t sure at first just what it was, but then realised that it was a tongue. His uncle moved his tongue up to the small tight little ass, and then forcefully shoved it inside. He probed, with quick in and out strokes, the little virginal bottom of his nephew. The actions were rewarded, as Kevin’s mouth moved quicker upon his stiff cock. Kevin noticed that the taste had changed a little. It was a little more salty before, and had started to lose some of it’s tangy edge. Before he could ponder on the fact for long, he heard his uncle cry out “Ahhh, laddie, ‘t is wonderful!,” and thick jets of come spurted into his mouth. He was startled by this turn of events, and moved his mouth up off of the erupting organ. The milky white fluid squirted up into his face, and dribbled down the sides of his mouth. That was the first time he had managed to give a sexual partner an orgasm.

It wouldn’t be the last. Kevin had many frequent run-ins with his Uncle Sean. They gradually progressed to anal intercourse, something which had a less than pleasurable effect upon the man, as he was first initiated. After a time, Kevin had begun to find the experience pleasurable, and would often initiate the action. Something Sean would never cease to be amazed by. When he first managed to wedge his erection a few inches inside of his nephew’s ass, he was certain that the tightness of the little hole would stop the circulation in his cock. After a few more thrusts, Kevin could feel the weight of his uncle’s balls as they rested between his legs. His penis was all the way inside of him.

It was a tightness which Sean would never forget, as he laboured to lodge his stiff cock inside. To Kevin, it was little more than a challenge to see if he could take the entire length. To once again please his sexual partner. He did, and the act was repeated whenever the opportunity presented itself. Sometimes once a week, once, four times in one day.

After eighteen months, Kevin’s father returned safely from Thailand. He hadn’t been injured, but had lost more than a few friends from his squadron. Having been launched on a scramble sortie, the young Major and his RIO flew across the Laotian border. They were supposed to assist an infantry unit that had become bogged down, and was requesting air support. Major Lavelle’s uncle had served in the Army during World War II. He could recall the few stories he’d mersin escort managed to work out of the old veteran, about his combat time in Germany. One which stood out the most concerned the US Army Air Corps, or the American Luftwaffe, as the combat soldiers often referred to the boys in the bombers. They were in Northern France, and had come across a particularly stubborn pocket of German resistance. The Air Corps had offered its assistance in the form of a massive bombardment. Tears came to the old man’s face as he recalled watching American boys being torn to shreds by bombs which had fallen off target. Major Lavelle was always precise when he flew out on a mud-mission. He didn’t want some other old soldier, years from now, to dampen the sides of his cheeks as he recal led the assistance he’d received from American flyers. Captain Richards piloted the other F-4, he was wingman. Major Lavelle had known Captain Richards for over ten years. They had met while Kevin’s father was doing his pilot training. Richard’s would often hang out in the local bars. The ones frequented by the young pilots. He would engage in conversation with the young men, he himself being still in college. He knew that he wanted to fly, and his enthusiasm for flight, and his pure love for aviation sat well with young Lt. Lavelle. They became rather close friends. On this particular sortie, Capt. Richards was to orbit the target while Major Lavelle proceeded on his run. When the first F-4 had delivered it’s payload, the second was to follow. Major Lavelle released his ordinance, and banked his aircraft in a semi-steep climb angling off to the right. His RIO called out the location of the other aircraft. Wingman was beginning his run. Lavelle glanced down and to the right. He could see Capt Richards’ aircraft on it’s run, it’s sharp black nose pointing at an almost 45 degree angle. Black smoke curling from the Phantom’s engines. He knew that Richards was a good flyer, and he too was concerned with the infantry. He wasn’t one to just drop his load and return to base, he was going to do it right. As he watched the jet swoop towards the jungle road, he saw a flash of white light from somewhere just in front. He heard his warning receiver (which he usually switched off) chip with loud insistent tones. As he jammed his stick to the right, he saw a ball of flame erupt. He watched in horror as the fiery remnants of Captain Richard’s plane floated in almost slow motion to the ground. There was no sound, no parachutes, no time. That incident changed him, and Kevin’s father remained, somewhere in the skies over Laos. But that’s another story.

Kevin’s father returned, and they moved around quite a bit. When he was almost twenty-one, Kevin moved with his parents to Germany. On their way, he and his mother decided to stop in Scotland to visit the family. His father went ahead to Germany. Uncle Sean was there, but little was said.

She lived around the corner. Why hadn’t he noticed her before? She was playing with his cousin, eighteen year old Gaynor. Well, he thought, as he peered at the two from the bedroom, if she’s playing with Gaynor then she must be about eighteen. Perhaps older? Debbie’s hair moved with silky ease over her shoulders. He could see her firm young breasts bob as she jumped and frolicked with his young cousin. He was mesmerized by her smile, and he youthful vitality. He had been in love before, but this was something different. This was lust, out-and-out, unadulterated lust.

He felt his cock strain at his jeans as he watched her bend over to pick-up a ball. Her ass was perfection, smooth and firm. “Shit!” he muttered, as he lowered his pants to release his aching hard-on. He stood at the window, hidden, he hoped, by the sheer lace curtains. It was a rather affluent neighborhood, and he really didn’t want to have to explain how come Mrs Johnston (the neighborhood bitty) had seen him engaging in “deviate solitary sexual acts” in plain view. But he was sure that the girls wouldn’t see, they were too preoccupied. He felt a little guilty to be wanting a girl so young, but the guilt subsided as he firmly stroked his cock. He closed his eyes, and tried to imagine how it would be to caress her young body. To feel her heartbeat as he lay with his cock thrust between her tight thighs, his head against her firm young tits.

His hand moved more quickly, and he felt the slickness of the pre-cum l ubricating his “deviate act.” Suddenly his dream was shattered as he heard a tapping at the window pane. He jumped slightly, removing his hand and pushing his still hard cock inside of his pants as he quickly raised them around his waist. When he looked up, he saw Debbie standing at the window. She was smiling knowingly, her green eyes sparkling as she emitted that curious giggle. Despite his fear at having been caught, and his shame, he felt his cock throb at the sound of that giggle. She motioned for him to open the window. Feeling rather stupid, he glanced around the room. Was she beckoning to me?? He moved over and slowly slid the window up, glancing about for his errant cousin.

“I saw ye standin’ there a wee bit ago,” she said, “and wasn’t really sure if you’d ‘ave wanted Gaynor to ‘ave seen ye, so I made an excuse and got rid of ‘er.” The words weren’t quite registering. “Can I come in, then?,” she said.

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I am a submissive male that loves my wife very much. I was put on this earth to serve her. She is very kinky and likes to try all kinds of sexual fantasies on me. Her new thing now is to make me take Viagra. So she can see how many different ways she can milk the cum out of my balls.

So if you don’t like Kinky Bi-sexual behavior it’s time to quit reading this story. If you like nasty sex and want to sit back and cum all over your self then read on. Part of my punishment is to write a story about what she did to her boyfriend, my best friend and me this weekend.

She has been experimenting on me using a milking machine on my cock for along time. She loves to hook my cock up and watch how big it gets as the machine slides down the clear plastic tube all the way to the base of my balls.

When she senses I am about to cum she will turn the machine off, then she will slide the tube off and squeeze my balls real hard. Believe me you won’t cum, then she will hike her leg up and sit down on my swollen cock. My cock is always 3 inches longer when she first removes the sucking machine.

When my cock starts to return to its original size she always slips it out and hooks me back up to the milking machine. She will do this until I make her cum that could be any were between four and nine times. It depends on how long my cock stays EXTRA long as she says.

Her boyfriend and my best friend have cocks that are a lot bigger than mine and over the years they have stretched her cunt out so much that my little cock, without some help can’t satisfy her. See my wife needs more than one man to service her needs. And most of the time I enjoy the things she makes me do.

I get to do things other men would love to do. My favorite thing to do is get under my wife while she is on her knees in the doggie position getting fucked by who ever. I love to suck on her pussy as she is getting fucked hard and deep, I love sucking on her lover’s balls as they bounce up and down on her pretty ass.

A lot of the time she will hand me a jar of lube and when she wants her lover to cum, I will insert a finger in their ass and massage their prostate till they explode in her. If it is a stranger that she has brought home we use a condom. She will save the condom until they are gone home, then she will bayburt escort make me lie down on my back and pour the cum into my hungry mouth.

If the guy she is fucking is her boyfriend or my best friend Dave they will cum in her gaping hole and I get to suck the cum and pussy juice out of her. I like it when Dave fucks her because he likes to be fist-fucked while he is enjoying my wife.

Over the years Dave’s asshole has grown to except my hand all the way up to my wrist. And when I pull it out of his ass he shoots a massive amount of cum. Which in turn I get the enjoyment of sucking all that tasteful sperm from her, well-fucked pussy or ass.

Well back to the story. Last Friday my wife wanted all three of us to service her at the same time. This is always a clue that I am going to be a fuck boy for my wife. When we all four get together I’m the one that has to do all the nasty perverted things, Dave and her boyfriend Rob won’t do.

Like eating they’re cum out of her ass and pussy. Sucking and licking cum off their cocks. Inserting their hard cocks into her willing holes. Having to masturbate while they fuck my ass with their cocks or any thing else from a small dildo to a massive 12-inch strap-on cock.

And then when I cum she makes me capture it in my hand then she has Rob pull his pants down and I must massage his cock with my cum covered hand. When Robs cock gets hard I must start sucking it, licking my cum off of his cock. When I am done cleaning Rob’s cock my wife comes over and I insert Rob’s cock in her pussy. It just never ends the things she makes me do.

When everybody got to the house my wife handed each one of us a Viarga pill and watched as we swallowed it. She then had us strip down, as she sucked on our cocks one at a time.

In about thirty minutes the Viagra had really kicked in. It makes your cock as hard as it was when you were a teenager jacking off five times a day. She stopped sucking our cocks and led us down to the basement where she handcuffed all three of us to the wall. She then pulled out the milking machine and explained to us that she was going to milk our cocks all night.

She then told us that the object was for us to cum as many times as possible, she said the two cocks bartın escort that cums the most will help her punish the one that cum’s the least. She hooked the machine up to Rob’s cock first in about three minutes he was moaning and started cumming you could see that he was climaxing hard by the way is cock was shooting long ropes of sperm into the clear tube.

She then emptied his cum into a small measuring cup and hooked the machine up to Dave’s cock. In about four minutes his cock was jerking and shooting cum she measured his cum in another small measuring cup. Then it was my turn, she hooked the machine up and before she turned it on. She reached around and inserted anal beads up my ass.

They were eight of them, ¾ of an inch in diameter I almost started cumming as she was inserting them one at a time into my anal cavity. She turned the machine on and started pulling the beads out of my ass and I started cumming in 30 seconds. She told me that she didn’t want me to enjoy myself too much. She empted my cum into a third measuring cup.

I could see right away that I was losing the game. Because of the Viagra we had taken earlier our cocks stayed rock hard as she milked our cocks over and over. After I had cum for the fifth time my balls felt like they were going to explode but just a tiny drop of clear cum worked its way into the tube.

Rob and Dave’s cocks were still producing cum. Since I couldn’t cum any more my wife had me help her stroke Rob’s cock. He cum four more times and was the clear winner of this game. Dave came in second and I finished in last place. I couldn’t believe at how much cum my wife had milked out of our three cocks in a little over three hours.

My wife told me that Rob had cum twice as much as me, and the reason must be that his cock is twice as big as mine. She then called me over and sat me down in a chair; she took Rob’s cum and started giving me a facial with it. She was rubbing it into my skin, it felt hot and sticky to start with then it got cool and she would blow on it as she massaged it into my face.

I could feel my skin tighten up and get real soft. Then I got to thinking about how perverted it was to have my wife smearing the cum of another man on my face, and me liking ığdır escort it! About that time she opened my mouth and poured the rest of it down my throat.

I had my eyes closed as I was enjoying the taste and when I opened them there was two cocks pointing right at my mouth. I reached up and started sucking them. All three of us had raging hard-ons from the Viagra.

After they fucked my mouth for twenty minutes I felt my wife’s hand pulling my head from between Dave’s legs. She led me over to the sex swing were she laid back and handed me Dave’s cum, she then instructed me to pour his cum into her pussy and massage it in.

I had it all over her pussy and was working it into her ass, when she told me to stick my face in it and she would give me another facial. I dove right in sucking and licking on her large cunt lips. Her clit was sticking up like a small cock and I was sucking on it good and hard.

About that time she called Dave over and handed him my cum that was in the container. She told him to massage the little bit of cum I had spent into my asshole. Then she wanted him to fuck me. As his cock started to penetrate my ass I pushed back and took his whole cock all the way up to his balls.

I cant believe I’m sucking another man’s cum out of my wife as I am being fucked by a cock that is using my cum for lube. It turned me on so much that I started humping Dave’s cock as hard as I could. Not only was Dave fucking me, I was fucking his cock for all I was worth.

My wife could tell I was enjoying myself so she had another orgasm which washed the rest of the cum out of her deep love hole. Which I greedily licked up and swallowed.

About that time I could fell Dave’s cock swelling up and he exploded a large load of jism deep into my rectum. When he removed his cock cum was running down my thighs. As I got up and was walking to the bathroom my ass was making farting sounds and I could feel cum leaking out every step I made, from all the air he had pumped up in me.

As I was taking a shower I could hear Rob and Dave fucking the hell out of my wife. When I entered the bedroom they had her wedged in between them fucking both holes at the same time. She had me come over and stick my Viagra hard cock in her mouth.

We fucked her for hours and hours. We would all cum but nothing would come out. My ass and cock was so sore the next morning I couldn’t touch ether one for 3 days. My wife said that she enjoyed our cocks so much that she was going to make us take Viagra all the time. That’s fine with me!

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Chapter 33: All According to Plan

A few hours before, Savannah had gone over the night’s plan with Jeff, if it could really be called a “plan” in the proper sense. A lot was up in the air — they didn’t know how the police officer would respond, but they did know that, thanks to Sarah’s strength and overwhelming physical power, they would never be in danger.

“You…you mean, like, Sarah’s gonna, uh…actually, you know…force the cop to do stuff?” Jeff had asked Savannah uncertainly.

“I don’t know,’ she responded airily. “It depends on how she’s feeling tonight.”

“B-but…but I saw that cop. And…uh…he’s pretty big,” said Jeff.

“Hmm yes but then again everyone must seem big to you, sweetheart,” said Savannah warmly, scrunching up her nose at him. They had been sitting on the big sofa, while Sarah focused on her work, with her headphones in, and her back turned.

“Yeah, but…but still, though,” said Jeff, reddening at Savannah’s little tease. “I could still tell that this guy is…like…like pretty muscular and…and tall.”

Savannah chuckled lightly in response to Jeff’s concerns, and Jeff felt a cold fear start to creep through him. He looked over to Sarah, working diligently away, her huge back turned their way. What was she capable of? Savannah seemed utterly unconcerned with the prospect of Sarah having to physically overpower a large and powerful man. An additional thing suddenly occurred to Jeff, and he spoke it aloud. It was somehow easier to speak with Savannah, even though his voice still shook a little.

“And…and, uh…w-wouldn’t a police officer be…be trained in, uh…hand to hand combat and…and stuff like that?” he asked. Savannah glanced down at him with laughing eyes.

“Haha, golly, little guy! You sure are worried about our little Sarah, aren’t you?” Her voice was gentle and humorous.

“Y-yes!” Jeff managed to say, hating that his voice sounded squeaky and high-pitched. It was hard not to sound shrill when speaking to Savannah, whose voice was deep and velvety.

“Jeff,’ said Savannah good-naturedly, peering closer down at him as she took his much smaller hands in hers. “Relax. Look over there. Look at her. Look how big she looks, just sitting down. You know how huge she is, how strong she is. Do you really think some cop with a little combat training is gonna be able to hang with her?”

“I…I don’t know!” said Jeff honestly. He had no point of reference for all of this. He knew that Sarah was certainly incredibly strong…like, a hundred times stronger than he was, but by this point, it had been thoroughly stamped into Jeff’s mind how small and puny he was, and how effortlessly Sarah could overpower him, both mentally and physically. Jeff didn’t know about other people…especially a big, muscly, masculine-type man like this cop. Jeff found himself in the odd and unfamiliar position of worrying about Sarah, of actually considering the possibility that she didn’t know what she was doing, or that she had bitten off more than she could chew. But Savannah knew what was going on, and she smiled softly as she shook her head down at him.

“Oh man Jeff,” she murmured, her voice quite gentle despite its deep intensity. “You better be glad she’s got her headphones in right now, because I don’t think she’d take too kindly to you second-guessing her like this.”

“Wh-what!? N-no! No, I…i j-just — ” he stammered, but Savannah put her hand up to stop him, the innumerable silver rings on her fingers flashing slightly.

“Shhhh, no need to protest, Jeff,” she whispered. “But that’s what you’re doing. You’re not trusting Sarah; you’re not putting your complete faith in her; you’re thinking that maybe she doesn’t know what she’s doing.” Savannah smiled kindly down at him as she shook her head again. “This is one thing that you’ll need to learn. Let me just give you this advice to remember, Jeff, and you’ll do well not to forget it. You ready?”

“Yes,” said Jeff, his cheeks flushed. He was already regretting speaking up.

“As far as you’re concerned,” said Savannah in the same soft voice, but clearly and carefully, “Sarah knows best. There’s no room for your own thoughts and opinions, you understand? Unless Sarah asks for them, they’re a waste of time. Do you know why?”

“W-why?” asked Jeff in a small voice. He was beginning to feel overwhelmed again, and he glanced down into Savannah’s lap. Her skin-tight black dress curved and arched over her thick hips and enormous ass, which, combined with the the big meaty pillars of her upper thighs, formed a kind of huge, fleshy throne upon which Savannah sat. Her big shapely forearms were resting in her lap. Jeff saw how her slightly chunky stomach spilled over a little into her own lap. She was just so huge…so much bigger than he was in every conceivable way. And compared to Sarah, she looked tiny. Jeff’s breathing pace increased. Why, in moments like these, when he was in the midst of being utterly humiliated, did he become that much more aware of the size difference between him and the women around him? Why in these ardahan escort moments did he seem to gain an almost-savant-like hyperawareness of the puniness of his own body?

“Because,” said Savannah slowly, lusciously, but still kindly, “Sarah’s smarter than you, Jeff. Right?”

“Y-yes,” said Jeff, nodding his head as he spoke. Why were these moments the ones that felt the most searing? His cock was almost fully erect.

“Her brain just…works better than yours. It’s nothing against you, I hope you realize, Jeff. But it’s just true. She’s told me about your interactions, and even in this short amount of time that I’ve been over here, I can see it clearly. She thinks faster than you, she knows more than you, she’s able to process information better than you, and she just…um…how to say it…her mind is just more…dynamic…adventurous…curious, you know?”

“Yeah,” croaked Jeff. He was just about ready to burst inside his pants if Savannah kept this up.

“Yeah,” repeated Savannah, still in the same soft, kind voice. She wasn’t trying to be mean or put him down unreasonably. She was just speaking the truth in order to remind Jeff that everything was going to be ok. “It’s kind of striking, really, to see the difference. But again, Jeff, I’m not saying this to make you feel bad, ok? I’m just saying it to reassure you, you know? And to remind you why things are the way they are.” She laughed out loud. “I mean, you’re the one who sleeps in the cage, right? Haha, and you’re the one who signed that contract with her. You’re the submissive one, Jeff…and I gotta say, in all the years I’ve known Sarah, I’ve never seen a clearer or more obvious power dynamic than the one she has with you. It’s so intense and real it’s almost scary.”

“I…I…uhhhh…uuhhhhgggh,” moaned Jeff, shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth. He was putting all possible energy into not shooting his load right then and there. He knew that he was under Sarah’s orders not to cum until later that night, and he knew that she would not be thrilled to learn that he had disobeyed her.

“Jeff…are you…uhh?” said Savannah uncertainly, but then she realized what was going on. Her eyes got wide and her smile broadened. “Oh my god,” she whispered. “You’re…you’re about to cum, aren’t you? Haha!!” She burst into laughter, leaning back into the sofa, showing Jeff the upside-down “U” of her upper teeth. “Hahaha!! Oh geeezzz! You really are the perfect sub!! Like…holyyyyyyy shit dude!” She looked incredulously down at Jeff, as if she could hardly believe that he was real.

“Did you come like this?” she blurted out in fascination. “Or did Sarah make you like this?”

“I…I d-don’t know!” said Jeff desperately. The effort not to cum was proving to be almost too much, and his face was now almost purple as the veins bulged in his neck and forehead.

“Ok…ok,” said Savannah soothingly, reaching out her big hand to pet Jeff gently up and down his back. She seemed to have realized that if she kept on, Jeff would inevitably not be able to hold himself back. She would have to explain to Sarah that she had been responsible for it, and the last thing Savannah wanted to do was disappoint Sarah.

“All right…there we go…let’s just relax a minute,” purred Savannah. In the next few minutes, she managed to calm Jeff down so that he wasn’t at his boiling point. Privately, she was marveling at how submissive and…just…how “sub-y” Jeff was. She had seen a few like him in years past, but no one quite approaching the helpless intensity of Jeff’s own mental and physical submission. His incredibly short and puny body was the ultimate icing on the cake.

“Ok,” said Savannah a few minutes later, after everything had calmed down. “So the plan’s pretty simple, right?”

“Right,” said Jeff, now breathing normally again.

“Why don’t you repeat it back to me, just so I can be sure you’ve got it, huh?” said Savannah, cracking a grin. Clearly, she was excited about what was about to happen that night, and Jeff was trying to follow Savannah’s advice and just trust that Sarah had everything under control. He found that the more he trusted her, the easier it was to relax, and the easier it was to actually even get excited himself.

“Uhhh…so…so you’ll be sitting in the kitchen,” he began.

“Mmmmhmmm, with the lights off,” said Savannah, smiling as she nodded her head up and down. “In a chair with my legs crossed, watching the whole thing go down.”

“And…and he won’t be able to see you…because…because it’ll be too dark,” said Jeff.

“Yesss,” she hummed. “And what’ll I have in my hand?”

“Uhhh, the remote control for the music,” said Jeff. “And…and when Sarah g-gives you the sign, you’ll…you’ll turn it on.”

“Exactly,” she purred. “And you?”

“I’ll be in the cage,” said Jeff flatly. “Under the coffee table. And it’ll be covered with a sheet or something. I won’t be able to see out of it. But…but I won’t need to see anything, because…because all I’ve gotta adıyaman escort do is…is wait for the sound of Sarah kissing the air in between songs. The cage won’t be locked. That’s when I’ll come out.”

“Wow, good, Jeff — you’ve got it one hundred percent!” said Savannah, engulfing his little shoulders in her big hands as she massaged them. “And then what’ll you do after you come out of the cage and kneel at her side?”

“Uhh…whatever Sarah wants,” said Jeff.

“Yep!” lauded Savannah. “That’s it! That’s the plan! You just have to remember, Jeff, to be listening verrry carefully for the sound of her lips on the air. I assume that you don’t want to know what happens if you miss that signal?”

“I…I don’t need to know, b-because I…I won’t miss it!” said Jeff, trying his best to sound confident.

“That’s it! That’s the spirit!” encouraged Savannah. “I can’t wait, Jeff! This is gonna be one hell of a fun time. And also remember this: when you’re in the cage, waiting to come out, you’re gonna be scared. I know that you will be. You’ll be totally naked, with none of your tiny little body to hide (except that big cock of yours!), and you’ll be stepping into a very intense sexual situation between two very big, powerful people. You just have to remember to go straight to Sarah and kneel at her side. Once you do that, you’re safe. You understand? This is gonna be a big test of your faith in her, Jeff. Just remember my advice, when you’re in the cage there, waiting. Just trust Sarah. Trust her…trust her…”

‘Trust her…trust her…trust her…’

Hours later, Jeff was replaying Savannah’s deep, velvety words over and over again in his brain as he crouched there in the cage on all fours, comfortably nestled under the coffee table with a blanket overhead, listening to Sarah and Jack Hanson interact. It was all quite strange for Jeff — whenever Sarah was involved, things seemed to move like a whirlwind. Less than 24 hours before, he had been tossing and turning in his bed at his parents’ house, nervously keeping himself up with conflicting thoughts of how he felt about Sarah, and his mysterious surgery, and his loss of height, and what she had done to him, and what she was planning on doing to him, and on and on and on.

So much had happened in between then and now that Jeff could scarcely believe it…but there it was. Whenever Sarah entered back into his life, everything changed. Any focus that had previously been directed elsewhere was suddenly and powerfully directed onto Sarah. He had been struck by this same thought weeks previously: that Sarah was like the North Star…all direction started and ended with her. At least, that’s how Jeff felt. And the longer he remained within her fold, in her home, under her nose, the less he felt like an actual individual, and the more he felt like a subset of Sarah Helleger…an extension that existed to be molded and shaped as she saw fit. Her power, both in pure physicality and in her intelligence, was simply too strong to resist.

Despite the straightforwardness of his submission to her, however, Jeff was still struggling with all kinds of odd, competing feelings and emotions. The week he had spent with his parents had allowed him to at least try his hand at thinking autonomously again, and the results were anything but clear. He didn’t know what to think about his own feelings. His old hopes of dating Sarah, or being in some kind of conventional relationship, had been totally shattered. And yet, at the same time, Jeff still felt pings of jealousy whenever he thought of Sarah doing things with other guys…or girls, even. He didn’t realize it, but these little bites and snips of jealousy were the remnants, the leftovers, of his old mentality, a mentality that wanted to own Sarah, to possess her, as a result of his profound attraction to her.

Sarah could recognize the origins of these feelings, and she had been making it a point to burn them out of him, to purge them from his psyche. Feelings like that didn’t belong in the brains of her subs, most especially Jeff. Tonight was going to serve as a further purging session, among many other things.

Jeff had to admit that Savannah had absolutely been right about him being afraid about the whole situation. It hadn’t started off so bad. About half an hour before the police officer showed up, Sarah had put Jeff in his cage, with a gentle squeeze of his shriveled bicep and a loving kiss on his forehead with her plush lips. She had closed the cage door and promptly thrown the blanket over it, and Jeff was left in almost total darkness. For the next half hour, Sarah and Savannah chatted pleasantly on the sofa about all kinds of unrelated topics…just shooting the shit…and the whole time, it was like Jeff wasn’t even there. Jeff couldn’t believe how either woman could be so calm before such a scene.

And then when the doorbell rang, Jeff’s heart leapt up into the back of his throat and started beating like mad. He was incredibly nervous and anxious. It was actually happening! karabük escort The cop had actually come to the house! It was almost surreal. Jeff was straining his ears against the cage bars, trying to hear their interaction on the doorstep. He couldn’t make out any words, thought he could definitely perceive Sarah’s sultry tone, and Officer Hanson’s masculine timbre. Their words became clearer a little bit later as they came into the living room.

“So,” Jeff heard the cop say, “”what do you…um, do for a living, huh?” The cop’s voice was coming from somewhere very close by. Jeff made sure he was breathing as softly as possible as his heart continued to beat away like a hammer in his chest. He couldn’t believe how close everything sounded.

“Oh, no small talk right now, please, Jack,” came Sarah’s playful voice. She was apparently sitting on the sofa…so this cop’s name was “Jack”…Jeff suddenly felt a warm wave pour soothingly over his anxiety-riddled insides. Sarah sounded so confident, so in control. And as Jeff continued to listen to their interaction as it proceeded along, he found himself smiling out into the darkness of his cage. This guy was totally overmatched. Any time he tried to get a leg up on Sarah, she easily smacked him back down. It was a useful, valuable lesson for Jeff, to auditorily witness Sarah dominating someone else. She was masterful, effortless…powerful. Their interaction was completely guided by her words. Jack had nothing, no power whatsoever in the exchange. Even Jeff could tell. The music came on, and Jeff felt a further wave of warmth. Savannah was there in the darkness of the kitchen, watching all of this happen. Jeff liked her. She was caring, gentle…kind. A wonderful resource for getting to know Sarah better. Plus just…insanely attractive. Her gentle power and dark eyes were extremely alluring to Jeff, but it was all in the overarching context of Sarah. And that’s how it had been planned.

When Sarah started mocking Jack’s size, and comparing parts of their bodies, Jeff smile got broader. He wished that he could see what was going on, but even though he couldn’t, hearing the scene was enough to make him almost completely erect. Sarah had spared him the sound in his cock tonight, as she had said that he needed to be eased back into that role. But even still, his erection was swelling impressively in the darkness. This cop was just putty in her hands! It didn’t matter that he was a big, tall muscly masculine guy — next to Sarah, he was tiny! Jeff had to remind himself over and over not to get too distracted by Sarah’s teasing, and every time the music got quiet during the transition from song to song, he strained to hear the sound of her kiss.

When Sarah started blowing the cop, Jeff had to clasp his hands together to keep them from going straight to his own cock. The loud, lewd sounds of Sarah slobbering and squelching up and down Jack’s dick were almost too much to resist. But Jeff held firm, and was rewarded mere moments later, after the Jack had cum and was again standing before her. The music faded away in between songs, and Jeff strained his ear against the cage bars.

*Smack*

Sarah kissed the air, and Jeff’s heart paused for a moment, his stomach dropping to his feet. That was it! Now was the time! His fear whipped up inside him like a hurricane, but his limbs seemed to move on their own accord. He pushed the cage door forward as he emerged from behind the blanket. His nude skin felt cold in the normal air of the living room, since he had gotten nice and toasty inside his covered cage. He was vaguely aware of the nearly-naked form of the cop stumbling backwards, away from him, but Jeff wasn’t focused on that now. He crawled straight over to Sarah, who was lounging on the sofa with her legs spread wide, and knelt in a sitting position on his knees right next to her left calf.

“Wh-what the!? What the fuck!?!” yelled Jack, almost tripping backward over the torn jeans that had collected around his ankles. “Wh-what’s that!?”

“Haha, “what”…nice!” chuckled Sarah. She leaned forward from her sitting position and started to scratch Jeff lovingly behind the ears. He closed his eyes briefly as he felt Sarah’s long strong fingers pet him. He was safe.

“Now come on, Jack, don’t act like you haven’t met this guy before,” chided Sarah, clicking her tongue as she shook her head. “You were introduced to this little man just a few hours ago, remember? And I do believe you ascertained that he is indeed old enough to participate in these…adult activities.”

“I don’t…I…” stammered Jack. His mouth had gone dry, and he was finding it difficult to form actual words.

“No need to talk, Jack,” said Sarah, as the bass-heavy music started up again. “You know what to do.” Sarah made her hands into fists in front of her and bobbed her huge body up and down on the sofa, swaying and jostling herself sexily to the beat. Jack just stood there, not moving. Sarah suddenly stopped her seated dancing and stood up. Jack gawked and took a couple steps back. As Sarah had stood up, she had shed her see-through white nightrobe. Now all she was wearing was that tight black lingerie and her tall black heels. Her huge bare breasts jutted out as she put her hands on her hips. Jeff looked up from his kneeling position in awe. Jack’s 6’1 looked positively puny…because in her heels, Sarah loomed more than an entire foot over him, at 7’1 and a half.

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This is a dream I had a few nights ago and thought I would share, so enjoy.

I show up to your house and kneel at the front door and knocked. You open your door; I lean down and kiss your shoes and thanked you for the opening. You snap your fingers and tell me to get dressed up you going to take me for a ride.

I crawl to the bathroom and get myself all dolled up, hurrying up cause I want your cock in my mouth so badly. I get all done getting dressed and makeup done. Tight purple dress, white nylons and black heels, bright red lipstick. My finger nails done in bright pink and a toe ring on reading “sissy” and an anklet reading “cum slut”.

I walk up to you and reach out to grab your cock when you slap my hand and push my shoulders down, telling me to kneel before you.

You buckle a bright pink dog collar on me and hooked a leash on and laughed. You tell me to get up and open the door and get in the truck. I look at you shocked and said, “Its day light out someone might see me.”

You laugh and said, “I don’t care. So get in the truck were running late.”

I hesitate a second before you grab my collar and spanked my ass multiple times, telling me to move. I run outside and get in the truck. You get in and unzipped your pants and pulled your hard cock out, looked at me and said. “Put your head down here. No sucking. I want you to inhale my scent all the way there.”

I lean over smelling your musk as you drive and laugh at me with your hand resting on my head.

I am licking my lips, starving for your cock as my cock strains in my pink cage.

We get there before you put your cock back in your pants and zip up; you point for me to get out. We walk up to the door you grab my leash and pull me down telling me to kneel. As I kneel, you knock on the door and another sissy opens the door.

She is beautiful. She is wearing all pink and white. Her blouse and plaid skirt are pink. Her nylons and heels are dazzling white. She too is wearing pink polish and bright red lipstick.

She reaches out and grabs your cock and gave it a squeeze and looked down at me. You tell me to kiss her feet and thank her for letting us in. So I obey kissed her feet and looked up and thanked her

She grabs your hand and leads you in you pull my leash making me crawl behind you. You have me close the door and precede to follow you both to living room.

She turns around and drops to her knees and unzipped your pants as you step out of your shoes and pants. She sucks your cock quickly. You pull me over and tell me to kiss your shaft.

You look down, watching our bright red lips wrap around your shaft. As our lips touch each other lips kissing one another. Working your shaft up and down as you look kütahya escort down, moaning.

Then you yank me off your cock and said, “Ok pet bitch enough.”

You look at her and said. “Start sucking but don’t you swallow it.”

Her head is bobbing up and down as her hand strokes your cock. Hearing her slobbering on your cock when I see you grab her head and cum in her mouth.

My mouth waters. You tell her to show me your cum and she does and you tell her to swallow. She stares and smiles at me as she swallows. You laugh and tease me I didn’t get any.

You tell me to go fetch you both a glass of water. I fumble around getting glasses and filled them. I walk back in, both sitting on couch. I hand you both your drinks. You tell her to get on all fours on the floor. She obeys and you look at me and said, “Get her boy pussy nice and wet for me to fuck.”

I crawl over to her and start licking her ass, getting her as wet as I can while you watch us. After a few minutes, I feel you pull my leash back telling me that is enough.

I watch you kneel behind her and push your cock deep into her boy pussy. You smile at me and say, “My little pet bitch would love master’s cock deep inside her, wouldn’t she!”

I nod yes.

You slap my face and tell me to answer while you fuck her. I say, “Master, I need your cock inside me.”

You smile with both of your hands on her hips, plowing her hard. You tell me to beg and say, “I need master’s cock and I crave master’s cum.” Over and over.

You tell me to get under her and watch a real man fuck. I get under her and look up watching your cock slamming her boy pussy. You tell me to stick out my tongue and just lick the tip of her cock, but not allowed to suck it.

I obey, teasing her cock with my tongue as your balls are slapping my forehead. I feel her teasing my balls and poking at my caged cock, laughing and kissing my balls as she moans.

Her pre-cum is dripping up and down my face with every pump of your cock. When I watch your balls tighten up and I whine as you grunt and push deep in her ass. I watch your cock throbbing as I moan, “No.”

You pull out and tell her to stay there as you watch your cum ooze out on to my face. She raises up and pulls her ass apart some and smiles at you, thanking you. You have me lick her ass. You’re watching my tongue lapping hungrily for your cum licking her ass.

As you watch you laugh and say, “You will do anything for me won’t you! You want to obey me! You want my cock don’t you my pet bitch!”

I reply, Yes master.”

You have her stand up and say, “Baby, make our pet bitch suck you off! But first get over and clean my cock, malatya escort my pet bitch.”

I crawl over and start licking your cock and balls. You make me look you in the eyes as you sit drinking your water. Then you push me off, you buy my forehead off your cock and tell me to suck hers.

She walks over and grabs my hair and starts fucking my mouth, moaning out loud. I look over at you when you say, “Look at her, not me.”

She says, “Can I cum please!”

I hear you say, “Only if you pull out and jack off on her face and put a little on our pet bitch’s lips she don’t get to feel a cock throb tonight where training her to want it and need it understand!”

She pulls out and with one hand starts stroking her cock fast and the other holding my hair as her balls tighten I hear master say, “Close your mouth, bitch!”

I close my mouth as cum explodes on my eyes and forehead and then another on my lips, holding me there. After her cock stops throbbing, she shoves it in my mouth and makes me suck her clean. I whine, I needed to feel a cock throb in my mouth. I am getting robbed.

You look at her and say, “Go get a dildo for me, please!”

She leaves you have me crawl over to you and made me stop by putting your foot on my face. You swirl your toes around my face, smearing the cum and making me lick it off your toes.

She comes back holding a dildo and sits down next to you, watching as you both giggle.

You laugh and say, “Turn around and spread your ass apart if you ever want my cock.”

So I obey and I feel you drool on my ass crack and shove your semi soft cock in my boy pussy and say, “I got to pee and I don’t want to get up!”

You shove it in best you could and I feel warm pee filling my insides up. After your done, you pull out and make me hold it in and had me spin around to lick your cock clean again.

She watches and moans as she licks her dildo. You then tell me I can crawl to the bathroom now. I crawl there and let out your pee from inside me. I try to jerk my cock, I so want to cum.

I crawl back hearing you both talking but can’t make it out. When she tells me to back my ass up to her as she sets her empty glass down. She smacks both of my ass cheeks and tells me to spread my pussy hole apart again.

I feel her shoving her semi soft cock into my boy pussy. She grabs my hair and makes me look into her eyes.

She takes her fingers and smears the cum on my face and makes me suck it off her fingers. Moaning in my ear as I feel her peeing inside me now too. She kisses my ear and whispers, “You’re my pet bitch now too!”

She stands up and grabs my leash and makes me clean her cock. Then batman escort tells you she taking me out to the backyard to let me pee.

I crawl behind her as you watch both our asses sway. You look out the window watching her make me squat and pee outside, you’re feeling so proud as you stand there with your hands on your hips watching.

Your standing in the center of the living room and tell her to stick the dildo up my boy pussy. She grabs it and pushes it deep inside me. Your cock is getting hard and so is hers.

You both start making me suck both your cocks. Both hands on my head, making me take turns. She does not last long looking down at me; she demands me to stare into her eyes as she throbs in my mouth without asking you. What a feeling it was, I moan on her cock. She pulls out and lays down spent.

You grab my head with both hands and start fucking my mouth hard, telling me I need your cock; I need your cum over and over. I am gagging so hard, tears a flowing down my cheeks.

When your cock swells up and balls tighten and explode into my mouth, I moan waiting all day to feel your cock.

You pull out and sit down and motion me over. You say to me, ‘If you want to cum you need to prove it and fuck yourself with that dildo.”

I position the dildo holding it with my feet and start fucking it. I feel your feet rubbing my balls.

Five minutes go by and I can feel the tension starting to build when you say, “You have one more minute’ cause it is time to go!”

I ride harder I am so close!”

Right when I hear you say, “Stop.”

I cum on your feet right at the same time.

You pick your foot up and make me lick my cum off your foot in front of her and you. With me not being horny anymore, you keep training me to crave it and training me to do anything for your cock.

After I cleaned it you make me dress you while you sit there. She laying on the floor spent moaning. You tell me to crawl over and have her pull the dildo out. So I obey as she smiles as she pulls it out.

You say goodby and I look at you and say, “Can I wash up?”

You laugh and said, “Nope ain’t my problem, and it is time to go so move!”

You hold my leash until we get outside and get in. I was about to lie down into your lap and you say, “No, you will look out the window and show people what a whore you are.”

On the to your place, people noticed my cum covered face. Some give me a disgusted look as others laugh. You laugh the whole time.

We get to your home; walking up to the front door and stop you tell me kiss your crotch and thank you for a good time if I ever want your cock again.

So I drop to my knees, leaned over and thanked you and kissed your cock.

I was about to stand up when you shove me back down and tell me to kiss your feet also! So I obey, kissing both of your feet.

I ask if I can change in your house you say, “Nope, drive home like that.”

So I grab my clothes and head home.

I am sure I will have another dream soon and finish this story for you all that enjoyed!

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