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“Don’t you want to fuck me too?”

The 18-year-old babysitter’s words echoed in my mind in the next few days at my soulless office, which was lit in a permanent florescent noonday glow. The night after she gave me the blowjob, I paid Kristine for her time babysitting, and told her to go home. As much as I wanted to take her up to my bedroom and have my way with her, I simply couldn’t risk the fact that my son might hear us.

After his mother’s passing Luke had had trouble at school. Not acting out, really, more like the opposite. He withdrew and stayed alone on the playground. A teacher found him sitting in the sandbox where the younger children play, quietly sifting the sand through his hands, staring into the dust it stirred up when it hit the ground.

“It’s like he’s having an existential crisis, and he’s only ten,” Mrs. Lehmann, the school counselor, told me. She didn’t know if this was normal behavior for children who had lost parents. She didn’t have any recommendations, except that I keep an eye on him and try to get him to talk about his feelings, which I did anyway. Her eyes were visibly moist, and when she talked about the teacher finding Luke alone with the sand she even seemed to suppress a sob.

I didn’t know if it was normal for counselors to be unable to control their emotions, and I decided it didn’t matter. I had a hard time myself sometimes.

For this reason and many others, I decided I could not see Kristine again. The moments of lust that we had shared for time that she was stretched across my lap and while she sucked my cock had been a welcome change from the constant drudgery of my life after my wife’s death, which consisted of the gym, office and home. I loved my son and I loved every moment that I was able to spend with him, but I sorely missed my wife’s touch. For the first few months after her passing, I couldn’t be aroused by anything.

I even tried sleeping with a friend of my wife’s who had more or less thrown herself at me during the funeral. She was a quite attractive 40-year-old mother of two who was in great shape from her job teaching bikram yoga. We fucked for almost an hour in a variety of positions until I had to admit to her that I couldn’t feel anything and was never going to cum. She never called me back afterwards, even though she assured me that she understood. I went months without even thinking about sex. Kristine had been the first to change this.

After my decision not to see Kristine anymore, I had to hire a new babysitter. I really disliked the process. Mike, my poker buddy, vipsevgilim.com had recommended Kristine to me because his oldest daughter was a classmate of hers. I couldn’t ask him for another recommendation without telling him about our encounter. I went through the process of placing ads. I knew that I was going to have to explain to Luke at some point why Kristine wasn’t coming back, so I stayed around the house for the next several weeks and did without seeing my friends or any kind of adult contact outside of work.

In the meantime, several calls came from local girls who wanted to babysit. I interviewed three of them, but they all seemed immature. I considered hiring a 19-year-old college student named Katie who seemed responsible enough, but when she mentioned her boyfriend I couldn’t help but flash back to the night I saw Kristine giving head to her friend from school, and so I told her I’d think it over, but I never called her back. I couldn’t risk hiring a slutty sitter for a second time.

Finally, I ran into an older woman from the church we used to go to who offered to sit for Luke anytime that I wanted to go out. She told me that her daughter, recently divorced, was ready to date again. Thinking I should take my mind off of Kristine, I decided to take the woman up on her offer, and to give her daughter a call as well.

Her daughter’s name was Mara, she was 28 years old, and she worked in human resources for a local company but was passionate about writing. I had no idea what this particular combination of qualities would add up to in person.

She was obviously expecting my call, so we moved past the formalities quickly and arranged to meet at a local TGI Fridays. I was afraid my choice of restaurant would insult her writerly pretensions but we both lived nearby and the closest non-chain restaurant was an hour in every direction.

As Friday approached, I was nervous about the date, but not for the normal reasons. I was afraid of disappointing Mara because of my general apathy; I was afraid she would feel like I was using her as a foothold on my way out of my pit of despair.

She was already at the bar when I arrived. I recognized her from the pictures we had exchanged via e-mail. She had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and a sympathetic face. Thankfully she was slim, which was by no means something that goes without saying the in Midwestern united states. I was relieved to see her drinking beer, and a Samuel Adams at that, which spoke volumes for our potential future compatibility. biristanbulmasali.com

We sat at a booth and ordered an appetizer, an assortment of small bits of food, each of which had lost its individual particularities of appearance and flavor during its trip through the deep fryer. I was relieved to discover that Mara was not a vegan.

After the appetizer, our beers were almost empty. Now was the time to decide whether or not we would have a second drink. Mara had proven herself to be an engaging conversationalist. She had worked for newspapers, had lived abroad, and had taken the job in the HR firm as a way to save money before launching a career as a freelancer. I was pleasantly surprised.

As we asked the waitress for another round, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. Thinking it might be from Mara’s mom who was sitting for Luke, I excused myself quickly and took it out to read it. I was completely unprepared for what it said:

“Hi Mr Richards. So you decided to come see me at my new job? I’ll meet you in the men’s room in 5 min. – Kristine.”

“Everything ok?” asked Mara as I stared at the screen.

“Yeah. Yeah everything’s fine. It’s the phone company telling me they’re going to deduct my bill for this month,” I said.

I tried to smile as if nothing had happened. On the one had I was angry that Kristine was trying to ruin my date with Mara, but on the other hand, I couldn’t forget the image of my spunk coating her beautiful teen face and her licking it up with gusto. In the end, my cock made the decision for me.

“Could you excuse me for a second?” I asked, “I have to go to the restroom.”

The men’s room was handicapped-accessible, that is, it was a large room with no stalls and a lock on the door. A few seconds after I went in, I heard a faint knock. My heart pounded as I turned the knob and Kristine bounded in, her perky breasts poking out from under her unflattering TGI Friday’s uniform. She turned quickly to lock the door behind her then jumped up to give me a peck on the cheek.

“Happy to see me Mr Richards?” she asked.

“Surprised is more like it.”

“But you’re a little happy?”

“Part of me is happy.”

“What part is that Mr Richards?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

She dropped to her knees and slowly unbuttoned her shirt to expose her ample cleavage. This time, her bra was black. She looked up at me playfully as she unzipped my pants.

“Are you sure your girlfriend won’t mind?”

“Are you sure your boyfriend manitam.net won’t mind?”

“We broke up.”

I gasped as she took my cock in her mouth.

“What happened?”

She bobbed up and down for a moment before coming up for air.

“He caught me sucking his friend’s cock in the school parking lot.”

“Imagine that,” I said, watching my cock disappear between her thick, full lips.

“I guess my secret’s out,” she said, taking my rock hard cock out of her mouth, standing up and pulling down her uniform pants.

“Oh?” I asked, stroking my cock as she pulled down her black thong panties and leaned forward to support herself against the wall.

“I’m a total slut,” she said, taking my cock in one hand and guiding it into her moist pussy.

“Mmm,” I said, savoring the first thrust inside her, “you certainly are, aren’t you?”

I began to fuck her like I hadn’t fucked anyone before but my wife. I started out slow, then sped up, then slowed down again. I twisted my hips and Kristine moaned as my cock stroked unknown pleasure points inside her pussy. I reached around and teased her clit with my fingers. I slapped her ass so hard I left a big red handprint on it. I was so lost in the moment I almost forgot I was on a date and that Mara was waiting for me at the table.

“Cum for me you little slut,” I said as I sped up.

“Oh yes,” she cried, “Your cock feels so good.”

“Tell me you want it.”

“Oh yes Mr Richards. I want your cock.”

“Yell it. Scream it so they can hear you outside.”

“GIVE ME YOUR COCK MR RICHARDS,” she screamed.

“Yes, take it you little whore,” I said, fucking her harder and slapping her ass.

“OH PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEASE.”

She came hard on my cock, her inner muscles trembling in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” I announced, speeding up.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, coming down from her orgasm, “fill up my pussy with your cum.”

I came in a hard burst, shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her tight 18-year-old pussy. After I had loosed the last volley, I pulled out and caught my breath. To my surprise, Kristine turned around, got on her knees, and sucked the last few drops of cum from my cock. Then she smiled up at me and said “You can go back to your girlfriend now. I hope she doesn’t smell my pussy on you when you fuck her later tonight.”

“She’s not my girlfriend,” I said, zipping up my pants and inspecting my clothing for traces of our encounter.

“Whatever,” said Kristine, “you’ve got my number. We should do this again sometime.”

She gave me a peck on the cheek, zipped up her pants and disappeared out the door. As I washed my hands I got another text message on my phone:

“I can feel your cum dripping down my leg ;-).” It said.

God, I thought, how am I going to deal with this woman?

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A plan formed in my mind that night, which I put into action the next morning. I made a few calls, setup a few appointments, and then called my girls to let them know I would be at a conference for the weekend. Each of them handled it differently. They all wanted to go, but when I told them that I wouldn’t go with anyone who continued to treat me indifferently, their personalities came out.

Geo informed me that she would start treating me properly when I agreed to her terms, but to have fun. Dixie commented that she probably shouldn’t go anyway, as she had a lot of homework to get done. Amber was the one who seemed to be having the hardest time. She went back and forth, wanting to be with me, but unwilling to break her word to Geo. In the end, I went alone, which was just as well. I didn’t want any of them knowing what I was really doing.

So on Thursday afternoon I found myself flying out west to Las Vegas. There was a conference going on where all the major strip club owners were getting together, and discussing various ideas and ways to improve business. My club was doing great, but why not get help from the big guys? At least, that was the premise for this trip.

I was lucky enough to get a window seat, and the plane was mostly empty. Thankfully the flight was plenty short, and I stepped into the dry hot air of Nevada. Catching a Taxi to my hotel was easy enough, and I sank onto the bed as soon as I entered my room.

I decided to be somewhat magnanimous, and called the girls to let them know I was alright. Once again, Amber was the most emotional, telling me how much she missed me, while the other two just gave me their love, and told me not to gamble too much.

My main appointment wasn’t until tomorrow, but tonight was when the conference started. I thought it would be a good idea to come back with something to show I had actually attended the conference, and walked down to the conference rooms where the event was taking place.

Checking in with the registrar, I pinned my name piece to my jacket, and walked into a room full of noise. I checked the schedule, and saw that there were events for both strippers and owners. I decided to go to one for owners first.

It was a boring affair, consisting mainly of good business practices, and ways to stay within the local laws, without staying within the laws.

I debated on going into one for the strippers, until I noticed other men going into it as well. It wasn’t until I was seated that I realized that the other men must be male strippers. Vegas was very different from back home, and there were just some things that I seemed to struggle wrapping my head around.

“You must be an owner,” a soft voice said beside me. I turned to look at the speaker, and had to swallow. The dry Nevada air had already made my throat dry, but the brunette sitting next to me in very skimpy clothes was beautiful.

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“Well, you are muscled enough to be a bouncer, but they rarely ever get to come to these, but not chiseled enough to be a chip’n’dale, though you do have the face for it. Also, your suit knocks that last out. Male strippers prefer to show off their wares more. I’m Angel, by the way,” she offered me her hand, and I shook it.

“Yeah, I own a club back east, and thought I’d see how things are done out here.”

“Well, if you’d like, I’d be happy to show you around…” I had heard of scam artists here in Vegas, but figured she was safe enough. A woman this hot couldn’t be bad, could she?

I agreed, but thought to keep one hand on my wallet. Throughout the afternoon, Angel showed me around, introduced me to a few of the really big club owners, and made me feel pretty important. I made some great contacts, but I noticed that people constantly stared at us everywhere we went. I was even certain a few took pictures.

“What’s the deal with people out here?” I finally asked as the day started to draw to a close. “I mean, you’re beautiful and all, but people stare at us like we’re famous or something.”

Angel looked at me with her cool brown eyes, and I felt like my soul was being measured. “You really don’t recognize me, do you?”

Oh shit! Did I go to school with her or something? I started to wrack my brain for anything that might remind me of who she was, but kept coming up blank. I hated to do it, but I had to tell her the truth. Hopefully she wouldn’t hate me for not remembering her. “I’m afraid I don’t. I’m really sorry!”

Angel laughed, and I knew all was forgiven. “You really are too much, John!” She placed her hand against my chest, as she continued to laugh. I was starting to feel foolish. “At first I’d thought you’d sat next to me, knowing who I was. But when you didn’t start hitting on my like every other man here, I assumed you were gay.” I immediately opened my mouth to protest. I didn’t have any problems with the gay community, I just knew I wasn’t. “Oh, I know you aren’t. You have been a perfect gentleman, but I have still caught escort acıbadem you looking at the other women here, and I have seen how you try your best to look me in the eyes, but sometimes fail.” Her bluntness was really starting to turn my cheeks red. I had thought I was being discreet, but apparently she had been watching me closer than I’d thought. “When you continued to treat me like a person, Instead of a– Well, I started to wonder if you truly didn’t know who I was. I kept waiting for you to make your move, but you haven’t.” She looked at me, and I felt that weighing sensation again. “It has been a long time since anyone has treated me like that.”

“I’ve only tried to repay the kindness you’ve shown me today,” I said lamely, regretting the words as soon as they were out of my mouth. She obviously expected something else, and my curiosity was now completely peaked. “Umm… So who are you?”

She laughed again, and this time I found it infectious. “I guess I still haven’t said, have I? Come with me, I’ll show you.” She grabbed my hand, and led me to a different part of the conference that we hadn’t made it to yet. The different scenery was the first thing I’d noticed. Instead of strip club advertisements, I now started seeing advertisements for porn videos. Having the very strict religious upbringing my parents had given me, I’d never actually watched one before. Even owning the club, and considering some of the things I’d done with the girls, I was shocked to see some of the lewd things that were on the covers of the DVDs. Call me dense, but I couldn’t figure out why Angel was bringing me back here, until she stopped, and shoved one in my hands.

“I don’t…” I said, confused.

“Look!” She pointed, and I looked where her finger ended. There Angel stood, completely nude, except for tiny stars covering her crotch and nipples, on the cover of the DVD case. The title read ‘Angel’s Day off,’ and on the back were a number of smaller pictures, most of them with her in them, in various sex acts. Oddly, I felt embarrassed to be looking at this friendly woman in so personal a situation, even though she was barely clothed in front of me now.

“So you’re a…”

“A porn star, yes.” There was a question in her eyes, as she looked up at me. Then everything she had said only a few moments ago made sense.

“That’s why you thought… But then I… And then I didn’t…” I couldn’t seem to form complete sentences in my head as she continued to look at me.

“I shouldn’t have told you.” I could tell she wasn’t happy now. “You were treating me so well, not like I’m a complete slut or a whore, and now you see me differently, don’t you?”

How did I see her? Was she the nice woman that had helped me around the conference all afternoon, or was she the girl on the cover of the DVD I still held in my hand? I put the DVD back, and placed my hands on her shoulders, looking into her eyes.

“I have strippers that work for me that have Master’s degrees, and I have some that dropped out of high school.” She arched one delicate eyebrow, not understanding what I was getting at. Well, it was payback for a bit ago, I thought. “Just because they are strippers, doesn’t mean they are dirty sluts that would do anything to get a buck. Oh, I know some of them are, but they don’t work long for me.” She still looked confused. “Okay, look. You have been great today, showing me around, and helping me make those contacts. That is how I think of you. So you have a job doing porn. So what? If it pays the bills, and you enjoy it, I’m the last person to judge.”

I knew she finally understood when she flung her arms around my neck, and her lips were mashed against mine. My arms reflexively wrapped around her waist as I returned the kiss.

When we finally parted, I noticed a noise that had been drowned out by the pounding of blood in my ears.

Clapping.

Looking around, I saw a lot of people staring and clapping, and a few were even giving me a thumbs up.

“Let’s get outta here,” Angel said, and I was all too eager to agree. We wound our way back to the stripper side of the conference, and a thought occurred to me.

“If you do that for a living, why were you over here today?”

“I started out as a stripper, and a producer saw me dancing. Sometimes when the fans get a bit overwhelming, I like to remember my roots, you might say.”

“Why haven’t any of your fans approached you while I was with you?” I asked, wondering.

“I know a few wanted to, but the way I hung on your arm, might have kept them back. I truly enjoyed spending the day with you, John.”

“And I, you!” I replied with an honest smile, and then noticed we were at the elevators. “Umm… Would you like to come on up?” After what she’d just revealed to me, I realized how my question might sound, and started trying to backtrack. “I didn’t mean for… I mean… I would if… But that wasn’t why…”

Her finger pressed against escort dudullu my lips shut me up. “I would love to.” I pressed the button on the wall for my floor, and we rode the elevator up, in near silence, except of the occasional smacking noise or moan as we made out. We had to stop on the fourth floor, however as a stuffy old couple stepped in with us.

When we finally reached my door, it took me a couple tries to get the keycard in the lock, and I almost broke it, in my hurry to open the door. It slammed against the wall as Angel forced me inside. I felt the bed hit the back of my legs, and I toppled over backwards, only to have the air pressed out of me as Angel landed on top. Our tongues met and writhed, matching the rhythms of our bodies, as my hands traveled along her back, thighs, ass, head, and basically anything else I could reach.

Her hips lifted, and I felt her hands at my waist, trying to undo my pants. Seconds later they were on the floor. Angel sat up, and I slid my hands up her sides, lifting her shirt up over her head, to join my pants. She was beautiful, as she sat on me, in only a black miniskirt and pink lacy bra. My hands darted to her back, and it only took me a second to undo the fastener. Since my mouth was already nearly at her chest, I bit between her cups, and growled as I yanked back, revealing her handful sized breasts. I was shocked at how pink her nipples were. I had never seen any so pink before, and my mouth watered at the sight of them.

I brought my lips to her left nipple, kissing it tenderly, until she grabbed the back of my head, pulling me in tighter to it. I began to suck like a man starved, as my hands dove into the waistband of her skirt, cupping her tiny ass in my hands. I used my hands to grind her against my boxer covered crotch, eliciting a moan from both of us. Her hand on the back of my head pulled me away from her pretty pink nipple with a sloppy pop, and I looked up to meet her gaze. Hungrily she brought her lips to mine in a kiss that was both tender, and passionate. The way her tongue and lips moved against mine increased my lust for this woman tenfold.

With a firm grip on each of her cheeks, I lifted her up, and then quickly pulled down her skirt and panties, bringing them to her knees. She broke the kiss to finish removing them, and I got the opportunity to really admire her naked beauty. Her breasts were slightly pointed, topped by the aforementioned pink nipples. Her waist was thin, but not so thin she looked anorexic. Her legs seemed to start at her ankles and just keep going, finally terminating in a small triangle of fuzz at her pussy. Her inner labia were large, and very swollen, protruding from her outer labia by a small bit.

That was all I was able to note, as she gripped my boxers, and nearly tore them from my body. I unbuttoned my shirt, I don’t remember taking off my jacket but that didn’t surprise me, and soon sat just as naked as she was.

“Holy shit! You should work in porn with a cock that big!” She exclaimed, admiring my package. “It is pretty rare to see one so–” Her words were cut off as she bent over and lustily swallowed the head between her lips. I have had some good blowjobs before, but the way Angel used her tongue, lips, and even teeth had me blowing down her throat in only a couple of minutes. Since my lack of sex lately, it was a pretty intense orgasm, leaving me panting by the time it had finished washing over me.

“Holy shit, yourself! I’ve never had a BJ that… That… WOW!”

She smiled up at me, licking up a bit of cum that had leaked out, and swallowing it. “I hope you’re not done yet.”

I knew it would probably be a few minutes for me to fully recover. “Come here, I want to taste you, now!” I demanded, and then braced myself as she nearly tackled me with her pussy. I have never tasted one with such big lips, but I used what the girls had taught me to great effect. Sucking hard on her labia, I ran my tongue between them, occasionally darting up to her clit, then back down to her hole, where I would shove my whole tongue in as deep as I could.

I felt her lips wrap back around my cock, and moaned into her pussy as she began to revive it with her excellent technique. One of her hands cupped and fondled my balls, while the other slid up and down my shaft, and her tongue worked the head.

Suddenly her whole body froze, and I could feel my cock vibrating between her tongue and the roof of her mouth as she mewled loudly in her own orgasm. My mouth was soaked, as her juices escaped my lips, and started trickling down my neck and cheeks.

She rolled off me, and turned up to grab my wet cheeks. “I haven’t cum like that from having my pussy eaten in years! Where did you learn to do that so well?” She said, staring deep into my eyes. Before I had a chance to answer, her lips were pressed to mine again, as she licked her wetness from my face. She rolled on top of me, and I positioned my cock for her escort kavacık entrance. “Oh, Gawd, I’ve got to feel that monster in me!” She nearly screamed when it bumped her cunt.

I grabbed her hips, and gradually pressed her down, as I lifted my hips. I felt her lips spread over my cock, and gently swallow me in. She had told me she was a porn star, but she was tight! I had to slowly work in and out of her, despite how wet she was. She would loosen up as I moved in, but when I started to pull out, she would clamp down so hard, it hurt and felt wonderful at the same time. I had heard of women with strong kegel muscles, but she must really work hers for them to be this powerful.

Finally I felt our pelvises touch as Angel threw her head back to let out a throaty moan. I leaned up, and started nibbling on her neck, while she started up a rhythm with her hips.

“Oh, fuck… I feel you in every inch of me. Oooh, I am getting close.” I latched onto her pink right nipple, and with my hands still on her hips, picked up her pace. Lifting my hips slightly, I was able to go just a bit deeper into her. “Oh, Gawd, that’s it! Fuck me, I’m cuuuummmmiiinnnnggggggggg!”

I had to stop moving her altogether, as her strong cunny muscles gripped my cock with enough force, I was almost afraid she was going to rip my manhood off. I just lay there, and as she started to relax, her inner folds started massaging more than gripping, and I moaned into her tit.

I rolled us over, and lifted her hips slightly as I got up on my knees. I put my arms under her legs, drawing them up to my shoulders, while I groped her tiny rear. Turning my head, I gently nibbled on her ankle, and then kissed my way along her slender foot. I was using my grip on her to slide her up and down my slick cock, as I started to suck her toes between my lips.

“Wow, what are you doing to me?” She asked dreamily, and I picked up my pace a little. “Damn, but that feels goooood.” She drawled out the last part, then bit her lower lip, and started pinching her pink nipples. I kept this up, switching to her other foot, and knew she was starting to get close again from her breathing. I was glad, because the way she was milking me on every thrust had me about ready to spew my second load for the night.

I reached around with my right hand, and started rubbing her clit with my thumb, sending her crashing into another powerful orgasm. I kept pushing in and out of her, despite (or maybe because of) the way she gripped my cock. Just as she started to come down, I let loose with stream after stream of my seed. She screamed as another orgasm took her, and it felt like her vagina was trying to milk every ounce of jism out of me, that it could.

I collapsed onto my side; next to this aptly name Angel, trying to catch my breath.

“Mmm, that was phenomenal. How often do you come to Vegas?”

I had to laugh. “This was my first visit, but now that I now there are Angels here, I may have to come out more often!”

“Well… We’d best make the most of this trip then. What are your plans for tomorrow?”

Shit! Tomorrow I had my appointment, and I knew I wouldn’t be up for any extracurricular activities afterwards. Not for a couple days at least… That’s why I had made this trip; to be away from the girls, so that I could recover before I came back. Now that I thought more on it though, my conscience started to fight me. Was I prepared to deceive the women I loved? I felt like I was sinking to the level they had been treating me at. I resolved then and there to call the doctor and cancel my vasectomy. I didn’t know what would happen, but I was determined to remain honest with the girls. The hand sliding gently up and down my arm, as the beautiful Angel still looked at me, waiting for my answer brought me back to the here and now. Well, honest about some things at least…

“Well, I’m not due back home till Monday, and the conference was the only thing I had planned…” I trailed off as I felt Angel’s lips on my neck. I was nowhere near recovered, but I had more than my penis at hand to try and please this insatiable woman.

The only time over the next few days that we left the room was to eat (when we didn’t just order room service).

* * *

I was a bit disappointed when I stepped out to the baggage claim area, that Amber was the only one to greet me.

“Dixie wanted to be here, but she had some big tests to take that her professors wouldn’t let her out of,” the sexy pregnant redhead told me. “Geo is another matter. Did you really have a vasectomy while you were away?” Amber planted herself in front of me, and glared as she blocked my path.

“How… How did you hear about that?” I stammered in disbelief.

“They called to confirm your appointment shortly after you left. You gave them the landline.” Her voice was dry, and I could see the fire burning in her eyes.

“What did Geo say?” Was all I could think to ask.

“‘What did Geo say?’ Is that all you can think to ask? Is she the only one whose feelings you’re concerned about?”

I knew I was in serious trouble now. Amber’s tone left no doubt in my mind. “No, of course not! I just didn’t think–“

“Of course you didn’t think!” She cut me off, and stormed back to her car. Even pregnant, she could move with speed and grace when she wanted to.

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The beep of the security alarm surprises me as I finish brushing my teeth. It’s Halloween and I am about to turn in from hours of handing out candy to the neighborhood broods. House sitting for my ex girlfriend. She is not supposed to be home for a couple days yet.

I grab a robe, a bat and head downstairs to check the house. Going down, I spy the shadow of a figure walking through the kitchen. Creeping around the corner, I see the back of a young woman I immediately recognize.

“What the fuck are you doing home?” I ask in a half irritated and half joking tone.

The abruptness of my speech makes Julie jump. She pivots around, hits me in the chest, and yells -” Jesus, don’t do that to me. You scared the shit out of me.”

“Scared the shit out of you? I was about to go to sleep when I heard someone sneaking into the house on Halloween night.”

“Sneak? It’s my fucking house, asshole.”

“Yes, I know. It’s the one I have been house sitting for you as a favor if you remember.”

“Yes, sorry for yelling. You just scared me. How’s it been?”

“Fine, nothing of note. I cleaned up a little since you left a mess.”

“Yeah, was running late for my flight and didn’t have time to clean up before I left. If you remember, I am a bit challenged with time management.”

I laugh and grin at her – “yes, I do recall something about that. What are you doing back early? I thought you were back on Wednesday?”

“Eh, I wasn’t having the best time so I took an early flight.”

“You could have texted and given me a heads up.”

“Why would I do that? I wanted to see what you how you were taking care of the place and besides I thought I might catch you fucking someone in my bed.”

“You wanted to catch me fucking someone? What you wanted to watch?”

“No, just wanted to see what you were up to while I was away. There’s not anyone in my bed right now, is there?”

“No, I appreciate the vote of confidence but all you might have caught be doing is jacking off alone.”

“Uh, no ladies in your life?”

“Nothing steady since you which is why it was pretty uncomplicated for me to housesit for you.”

“Oh come on jack, you gotta get out there.”

“Who says I’m not out there? Just haven’t found anything steady.”

“But you have found some tail then?”

“Occasionally.”

“Well, escort beykoz good,” she said leaning on my arm and looking up at me. “Can you help me with something else?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“I got a late invite to this Halloween bash and need to pull together a costume really quick. Need your creative mind.”

“Tonight?”

“Yeah, party starts right now and goes till late. You wanna come too? I think I can bring someone.”

“No, I was about to go sleep when you came in; I have to work in the morning.”

“Ok, well come up with me.”

We both start toward the stairs. I flick the kitchen lights off and go up behind her.

I stare at her body the whole way. She was always gorgeous; petite, lovely, and the best curvy ass you could hope for. Her leggings are skin tight and leave little for the imagination. But then again, I don’t have to imagine. I just remember. It was 8 months ago that we broke it off but I can still remember every curve and contour of her body.

She leads me back the way I came and we go into her bedroom.

“Wow, you really did clean up in here. I hope I can find everything.”

She looks in her walk-in closet and starts talking about the party-

“So, this is some Halloween private party. I don’t know the hosts but Jenny sent me the invite. She said they want last year and stayed till 4am. She recommended something Halloween sexy.”

“Ah, Halloween sexy. The official uniform of young women for October 31st.”

“Shut up and help me figure something out.”

Julie has a lot of clothes so there were plenty of options.

“What about this” she said as she grabs a red jacket off the hanger, “I could go as red riding hood.”

“But it has to be sexy red riding hood” – I note as I looked through her dresses.

“I need a red dress with it but I don’t think I have something that will work.”

“You could try this”. I said pulling a hung up red shirt from a hanger. “I always liked this one on you.”

“Ohh, nice. That could work. Ok, go in the other room while I change in here.”

I go back in the bedroom and take a drink of water on the nightstand. The room is dim with the only light filtering in from the bathroom. I had left iTunes playing and a percussive beat teased in the background.

I escort sancaktepe wait on the edge of the bed and heard heels against the hardwoods.

Looking up, there was the fantasy that had held my attention these last 8 months and beyond.

Julie had belted the red shirt to convert it to a dress and looks down at me with a flirtatious question – “So what do you think?”

“What do I think?” – I stand up to get a better look. “I like the leather belt. It’s a nice touch.” I put my hands on the sides of the belt as if to admire how it was made. I move my hands slowly down from the belt to just touch the red shirt’s fabric as she turns – poking her ass towards me, asking – “Is it too short in the back? It is a shirt, you know.”

“Let me see,” I say as I pull my hand back and slap her covered ass.

She laughs – “What are you doing? You always did like my ass best.”

“Excuse me, but I liked the whole package. The ass is just too hard to keep my hands off.”

“Is that so?” She leans back into me, pushing her ass toward my cock. My hands are at her hips as she wriggles her body into me. I slide them down as she moves, getting to the skin of her thighs. With my hands on her skin, she intentionally dips and forces my hands to push up her dress, exposing her black lace thong.

I am dizzy with excitement. I grab her ass hard and squeeze as she pushes back into me, pulsing with the beats of the music. My cock leaps to attention in my boxers – my robe coming apart in the middle.

She grins and moves away from me. She puts both hands on the wall and bends over – moving from side to side in the most seductive dance I have ever seen. She looks back over her shoulder and whispers above the music – “What are you doing over there?”

I take two steps toward her undulating body – my cock fighting to get out. “That’s better…” she says brushing the front of my shorts, teasing me with her movements.

I grab her hips again from behind and begin moving with the music as well – “That’s it,” she whispers. From behind her, I move my hands so they slide down the front of her thighs. She dips again, forcing the dress up once more and exposing the front of her thong.

She reaches back with her arm and wraps it around my neck. With the music as my guide, escort bağdat caddesi I glide my hand between her legs and feel the warmth of her aroused sex. She is fire and water in one. I slide two fingers over the top of her and she gasps. Up and down with the music, my fingers twitching with anticipation. I slide them deep and grab all of her at once – she smiles, moaning loudly over the beats.

The softness, the heat of her overwhelms me. I turn her around, lead her to the bed and bend her over. I pull aside her thong and trace my fingers around her pussy – wanton and wet. She lays her head down, grabs her breasts, and pushes her ass further in the air. I know the request and oblige, plunging two fingers into her. Hard, quick movements – my hand now pulsing to the music – filling her, fucking her.

She is excitement and desire. She melts further into the bed; I move with her, making sure not to stop my movements. She pulls aside the shirt and pinches her hard nipple. She licks her fingers and circles it around – tracing her fingers over and over.

I suddenly feel her other hand near mine. Face still down, she rubs her clit as I continue to pump her with my fingers from behind. Her breath accelerates and then stops as I feel her body tighten with the first wave of climax. I know her body and what she is capable of – I speed up my movements – hard, fast force.

She screams as I do this and cries out, melting further into the bed. I keep moving with her and don’t stop fingering her – prolonging her climax as much as she wants. She shudders again and again. In the midnight hour, she cries “More, more, more.”

I cannot stop – her body is an addiction to me and I have been without it for too long.

As she finishes a second climax, I rotate her around and kneel on the bed, turning her ass sideways toward me. I undo the belt and free her from the red jacket and shirt. I grab her other breast as she continues to tease the first. My cock is swollen, red, and begging for relief. I enter her slowly and she cries out again as she pulses her other hand on her clit. I want to take it slow. I want to take it so slow. I want to savor every minute with her, every drop of sweat, every texture; I want the minutes to turn to hours. But in the midnight hour, she cries “More, more, more.” My movements quicken to satisfy her requests as I fuck her harder and harder. She raises her leg suddenly and screams, the hand from her breast gripping the sheets. She contorts as the pleasure washes over her again and again. I push harder and deeper into her; my own climax growing until it explodes into her writhing body. I collapse onto her and cover her in an embrace as she finishes her last orgasm.

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The following is a true story that just happened to me some time ago…

I sometimes get bored and tired when my woman turns me down for some basic loving. ESPECIALLY when it comes down to getting’ some head. Sometimes, I prefer that over getting in the pussy…ANYWAYS, here is my story.

So this one Saturday was a VERY lazy day; me and woman went out on Friday night and I had a few drinks (no lovin’ though) and I didn’t get out of bed until about 11AM. Oh well, I’m thinkin’- my woman’s at work until 5PM and I don’t have anything (or anyone) to do.

So around, 3PM, I finally motivate and get my ass out of the house. I go to the chicken shack, order some wings and fries for dinner and call mama bear to be ready to eat when I get there. She says to get something to drink with the food. Now, this is where the WOW begins…

So I get to the liquor store, open the door and notice this lady scooping down picking up some shit that fell out of her purse, I mean her ass was all in my path toward my Remy; any REDBLOODED dick slayer would have noticed her. At the same time, I also notice that she’s on her cell and has about 6 grocery bags full of various shit; apparently talking to someone to come and take her home.

Being the gentleman that I am, I help her pick up her shit and off handedly say to her “By the way, shawty, if he can’t come for you, I’ll gladly offer to take you home.” She smiles at me and continues talking on the phone, so I went to do my liquor shopping. I end up buying a fifth of Remy VSOP, a quart of Bacardi Limon and some OJ, Pineapple and cranberry juice (I planned on getting mama twisted and then see what positions I could get her into).

As I’m walking out, I noticed shawty is STILL waiting for a ride. She looks at me and says “were you serious about giving me a ride? I live about 5 minutes away from here but I don’t feel like walking-it’s too damn cold out there.” Again, I’m a gentleman, so I say to her, “I don’t know, you look a little suspect to me. Imma have to keep my eye on you shawty. You might try somethin’ and then imma have to retaliate.” All the while, smiling escort çekmeköy at her with my devilish grin. She says back “I bet you will. I bet you will” and we commence to walking to my ride.

As we’re walking, we make small talk, and find out she’s single, has a kid who is not home until TOMORROW night, and that she has some GofG-Gift of Gab. She’s real cool and like she said, she was only about 7 minutes from where the liquor store was. Now, I’m the kind of guy that let’s game come to me-I spell out what I want, talk my shit and then let a chick decide the next move. Like I said earlier-I have mama bear at home waiting to get twisted and possibly perform some tricks for me!

So, we get to her apartment building, she says without hesitation-“hey, can you help me with my bags? I live on the first floor, apartment 105. I would like to reward your kindness somehow.” So, of course, I said “okay, but to be honest,your conversation has been payment enough.” Now mind you, from the first peep of shawty up to this point, I’m taking note that she’s a little shorter and thicker than I like (about 5’1″ and over 200 pounds) but her face, lips and her demeanor were giving me a MAD hard-on!

I was glad I had on jeans and not my normal slacks and shirt. So I figured, if she’s half as game as I think she is, I might just get my dick sucked-and I could REALLY use a sloppy blowjob. So she grins her own devilish grin and says, “Come on. It will be well worth your time.” And we commence to going to her apartment building. Like she said, she’s in apt 105, so it’s a short walk. Once we get to her spot, I say to myself ‘what the fuck, the worse she could say is NO, so why not go for it.’

So I say to her-“when did you say your daughter would be returning home”

“Tomorrow sometime. Until then, imma be all by myself.” And she pouts and licks her luscious lips.

“Well, I’m sorry to hear that. What about your man?”

“What man? I haven’t been with anyone for quite some time. I told you I was lonely.”

At that statement, I say to myself ‘OKAY, escort içerenköy here it comes’

And she says, “When will your woman be looking for you to come home? I would REALLY like to thank you for giving me a ride home. But I don’t have any money but I can think of other ways to say ‘thank you'”

“Oh, yeah? How would you do that?” and then I pull her to me, and help her take off her coat and gloves. And I coax her hand to my crouch.

She smiles, looks up at me, still rubbing my dick and says “You really are very direct, aren’t you? Now what should I do with this ‘thing’?”

I say, “Whatever you want, but those lips look awfully soft.”

“Oh, yeah, they do, hunh” and she pulls down my zipper and pulls out my dick and starts jacking him. At this point, I’m in hog heaven ’cause I KNOW that the only thing between me and a blow job from this chick is only her saying STOP-STOP means STOP in my book and if she said it, I woulda zipped up, apologized for being so forward and left. BUT-she kept jacking and says to me, “uh, hunh. Yeah. We have to do something about this right here. He looks like he needs some attention.”

She lets him go and says, “You wanna see what my bedroom looks like?” and starts walking to the back of her apartment. I, of course follow her shucking off my cap and leather coat leaving it in a chair in the hallway.

So we get to her bedroom, she shucks her sweater and bra and is now topless showing off the HUGEST titties I’ve ever seen. They have to be 48DD’s! Now, at this point, she says “Do you have any condoms? I REALLY wanna suck this dick but I need a condom,” and she commences to pulling on him again.

“Look here, I didn’t expect this to happen so; I don’t have any Trojans on me so she looks in her drawer-NO CONDOM! DAMN, I’m thinking, oh well. Maybe next time. But she says “Look, man. I have a kid and I kiss her all the time. Are you clean? I mean, really. It’s been SO long since I saw a dick, I REALLY want to suck yours.”

“Yeah, I’m clean. I don’t do this on the regular and I haven’t been escort çakmak doing anything” so with this said, she looks at me quizzically, and says for me to follow her into the bathroom where she hands me a clean towel and some soap. I get the picture and scrub his head and shaft real clean and then rinse off-I don’t want her to taste nothing but prime A-Class D-I-C-K.

After I wash and rinse, she indicates for me to sit on the side of her bed. Now it’s time for me to talk some shit-“So just how good is your head game, shawty? I like someone who knows how to work a dick. Is that you?”

In response, she straddles my thighs, pulls my pants all the way down to my ankles and then says “You might wanna take these all the way off. Once I get started, I REALLY get kinda lost in my work” so I take them all the way off (there would be NO explaining why the front of my jeans are so fuckin’ wet) and then get back on her bed. She straddles my thighs again and then repositions herself right in between my legs-I could tell this chick knew her way around a dick-and I was right.

She sucked my dick every way from Sunday to Saturday. I got a hum job, a ball licking, and for about a minute there, she was licking my ass-I had to stop her or else I was gonna start whimpering. Anyway, she was doing a FINE job, and after about 10 minutes of looking at her look up at me and then dive back down to sucking my dick, I told her I was about to bust a nut.

She just looked at me with her big ol eyes, smiled and kept sucking and humming-she was DEFINITELY a Master Degree earning Dick Sucker and I could tell she wanted to taste this nut. I grabbed her hair in my hand, started using her mouth like it was a pussy and pumped away and then “UNNNGGHHH!!” I drained my nuts in her mouth, on her cheek, in her hair and in her eyes. AND SHE KEPT SUCKING! MAN, what a fuckin’ find she was! My thighs and stomach were coated with my nut and her slobber and I was in HEAVEN! WHEW!

After about 3 minutes, in which time she was cleaning up the mess she made and licked my balls, thighs and stomach clean, I decided she was through. All I wanted to do was take a nap but I knew I had to get my ass outta there or mama bear would start blowing up my cell phone asking me where in the hell I was.

So eventually, I got her number and bounced with the promise that we would finish part two (fuckin’) later on that week. That, my friends is another story!!

What a Weekend!!

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Chapter one: Missed the train

His heart sank as he rounded the corner to the sight and sounds of the last train leaving the station. He already knew that the next train home was at 6:28 the next morning.

“Fuck!”

He turned several times unsure of his next move. As he watched the train pull away into the distance, the black of night cut by its trailing red lights, he felt an on-creep of panic slowly move in on him. A cold sweat started to form on his brow as the weight of the situation grasped his shoulders, pressing him onto a bench.

Reaching into his jacket he retrieved his phone. His face lit up revealing the dark shadows of despair in his eyes. He felt clueless, selfish, irresponsible. But surely this was an easy mistake to make. Thousands. Millions perhaps, make the same mistake all the time. So why did he feel so at odds with the situation he was in. His phone engaged in a call to his wife. He was working on auto-pilot as he began to come to terms with the what had happened.

“George? Are you ok?” Samantha and George had been married for several years. They had two small children. Phoebe, who was 6 was a keen dancer and sang at every opportunity. It was her happy sound. Dillon was 4 and climbed everything. He was bright and bubbly, and completely obsessed with making things. The material choice was irrelevant, he could construct anything out of anything. A real-life characterisation of the A-Team.

There was a period of intense silence on his end of the phone until he crashed it declaring “Yeah. I’m fine. Missed my train.” It was delivered as if very little but irritation was at stake. George allowed the silence to stretch as he refused to elaborate. It was up to Samantha to fill in the pieces.

“George, was that the last train? What are you going to do?”

George didn’t answer.

“Look, is it too late to go back to the party and see if you can crash somewhere?” George realised how good his wife was. She knew his thoughts and could overcome problems before he even realised they were problems.

“I think Brad might have a room if I can catch him. If not I could crash on someone’s floor at the holiday Inn. Or pay for a room.”

“Right. Sort it out and don’t be such a dick in future.” She might have been pragmatic and resourceful, but she was also ruthless. Samantha suffered no shit from people.

George made his way back to the pub where he had left his colleagues only 45 minutes earlier. It didn’t seem like a long time ago, but he hoped they were still there. As he opened the double doors to the pub one of his colleagues came running passed him clutching his face. He doubled over the curb to vomit. George watch him in silent judgement before leaving him to sort himself out and headed into the pub. The pub was practically empty despite an enthusiastic DJ trying to encourage those that remained onto the dance floor. He saw the few stragglers that remained from the staff party on the dance floor.

Bee-lining for them he started to ask the whereabouts of some potential friends who could put him up. “They left ages ago.” Was the response from the group of female science teachers swaying to Take That.

One of the older ones turned to George mid-knee drop, “I’d offer you our hotel room sofa, but it’s already taken.” George was surprised how quickly his hopes were built and then dashed in such a short sentence.

“Rachel has a spare bed in her room,” she added.

Rachel had her hands above her head and was completely lost in the music. George watched her for what seemed like ages building the courage to ask to stay in her room. Before he had the opportunity the older science teacher intervened.

“HEY. RACH. You have a spare bed in you room don’t you?”

In her soft and sweet Geordie accent Rachel affirmed that she had a spare bed and that George could sleep there.

George continued to enjoy the night with his Science teacher colleagues. He paused only to update his wife with the information that he had secured a bed for the night. He felt it better to leave out the bit about sharing the room with an incredibly attractive Geordie girl.

Rachel was also married with two small children. She had short dark hair, a womanly body and fantastic bottom. As she danced she moved seductively to the music, lost amongst the emotions and atmosphere of the musical story telling.

As time was called in the pub everyone moved towards the hotel. All the science teachers hugged and kissed their goodbyes in the hotel lobby and made their ways to their rooms. Rachel and George continued up to another floor to their room. On entering the room George noticed how lacking in furniture it was.

“Where’s the spare bed?”

Rachel seemed taken a back. “Oh, I meant that there was a spare side to my bed. That’s ok, isn’t it?”

With that she walked into the bathroom and locked the door.

George heard the shower turn on and the beautiful sound of Rachel singing as she showered. A little time later she exited the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She was behaving so naturally, as if the two of them escort soğanlık had been married themselves for years. Rachel didn’t seemed to recognise the awkwardness of the situation. George, on the other hand was staring at her lasciviously.

“Are you ok?” Rachel asked.

“er, yeah. Can I borrow some toothpaste?” George snapped himself out of his trance.

“Of course. I don’t have a spare toothbrush, but you can borrow mine. There’s also a spare towel, if you wanted a shower.”

George entered the bathroom confused over these experiences. He loved his wife deeply, but he was lusting after his beautiful midnight saviour. Did she feel the same, or was her behaviour simply trust and kindness? All he needed to do was put his feelings deep down out of harms way and survive the night.

After his business in the bathroom George emerged again dressed for bed. As he didn’t have any PJs he popped his Underwear back on again. George stood open mouthed as Rachel moved about the room in her bedclothes. She wore a black satin nighty, with laced edging around her chest line and hem of her skirt. Her skirt was short and really only just covered her bottom.

“Sorry for my nighty, I wasn’t really expecting to share my bed with anyone tonight. A bit revealing isn’t it.” She laughed as she stood at the end of the bed.

Rachel commented on George’s physique and was impressed by how toned he was.

“Are you sure you are ok? You are acting really strange. You’ve gone really quiet.” George reaffirmed that he was fine and that perhaps he was just tired.

“Maybe we should get to sleep.” She said.

Without a word George shuffled into his side if the bed and lay down to face the window, away from Rachel.

“George, can you do me a favour? Can you run some moisturizer into my back?”

The polite response should be to verbally agree and follow out the request as asked. George, however, didn’t say anything but sat up behind Rachel squirting moisturizer into his hands. Rachel let each strap fall from her shoulders so that her nighty fell around her waist. She covered her breasts with her arms, but that did nothing to stop George’s mind wondering. As he rubbed in the moisturizer he began to massage her shoulders and back. Rachel moaned in appreciation.

“You are very good at that. Do you mind giving me a full body massage?” And without waiting for a response she had returned the nighties shoulder straps to their rightful place and lay down on her front in anticipation.

George continued to massage her shoulders, neck and back. After some time and appreciative noises Rachel requested that George helped her aching hamstring muscles. Sensing that George was apprehensive about the intimate situation she suggested that she would position her skirt where he had to stop. He was not allowed beyond the hem of her skirt.

Rachel held the hem of her nighty tight against her skin. George began to smooth more lotion over the back of her thighs. His pressure increased as her found the areas of her muscles that were tight, in an effort to ease the tension she had in her legs.

Rachel “mmm’d” regularly encouraging George in his endeavours. Slowly her legs parted and Rachel’s fingers pointed to her abductor muscles. “That feels so amazing. Can you work on this one, it’s really sore. You’ve worked wonders on the rest of my legs.”

George hesitated. From his kneeling position next to her, he had a clear view of her smooth pussy. Rachel sensed the reason for his hesitation and reached for the hem of her skirt, pulling it down over her bottom to hide her nether regions. “If I hold my skirt here, you’ll know where to stop.” Rachel giggled and looked over her shoulder at George. “Would that be okay?

George agreed, and tentatively resumed his task, massaging the inside of Rachel’s thigh, high up towards her groin.

Feeling more confident, following Rachel’s encouragement and direction, George began using his thumbs to ease the tension in Rachel’s Abductor muscles right up against the hem of her nightdress. Rachel was moaning in satisfaction with an occasional word “yeah” thrown in the mix. As George pressed and stretched the muscles, pushing deeper into the corners between Rachel’s thigh and groin, Rachel simultaneously pulled her dress up over her firm round bottom and pressed George’s hand against her cooch.

George could feel the effects of his work on her. Her outer lips were wet and she instantly sighed. “I think I need some attention her.” Her breath deep and sensual. “I just need an orgasm so badly. Can you do that for me?” It was clear as day, Rachel had laid a challenge and had been building him up to this all evening. What could he do. Since missing the train earlier he had become homeless. His good Samaritan was in need. It was only an orgasm. He could do that. He’d just have to make sure that was as far as it went.

He surprised himself in how quickly he settled into his mission. He was working with a deft of touch. An artist’s focus in his efforts towards her climax. escort esenyalı He teased her, Rachel’s quim tingling from the attention she was receiving. George expertly crafted the deepening sensations she developed. Only when he thought she was on the edge did her touch around her clitoral hood. The effect was immediate. George did not deliver Rachel to one orgasm, but two. Her groin pushing back against his hand and legs twitching with the effects of this strong, physical crescendo.

George slowly removed his hand, stroking her skin and replacing her nighty and bed sheets over her bottom. He lay next to her, his head on his pillow looking at the ceiling. He was turned on now. He knew that if he looked at her he would want to take her. The strength of his erotic feelings toward her right now were hard to subdue, but he knew he had to.

Rachel lay on her front. The orgasms she had just experienced were the most amazing she had ever had. Her breath, deep and strong. Her muscles shaking still with surges of sexual adrenaline coursing through her veins. She thought an orgasm would be enough, but after what he had just done to her, she needed more. The most amazing orgasms she had ever experienced were not enough.

She rolled onto her side still debating whether to attempt to initiate more intimacy. She approached him and put her hand on his chest. His body was so pert and firm. She fantasised about being wrapped up in his arms. It was at that moment Rachel knew how far she was willing, no desperate to go. She wanted him inside her.

“That was incredible. You are so skilled at using your fingers.” She turned his face towards her and moved her lips to his. Completely oblivious to his turmoil, or perhaps indignant of it, she kissed him. In what seemed like ages, but to Rachel seemed almost instant, George returned her kiss and they embraced in a hot and passionate intimacy. His hands gripped her arms, stroked her neck and face, and entangled in her hair. Rachel’s fingers fluttered over his torso and slowly over his belly to his underwear. She found his erect penis and began to stroke it through the material. George groaned in pleasure as his member danced in her hands.

“Time for your satisfaction.” Rachel whispered in his ear. She pushed the bed sheets back and knelt beside him. Watching his face for his reaction she lifted her nighty up over her head and discarded it to the floor. His eyes lit up as he ogled this beautiful lady in complete nakedness. Her hands easing his manhood out from their restrictions for better access. She watched him as she wrapped him in her fingers, gently tugging him. George want to close his eyes, to enjoy the sensations, but he desired the view of her angelic, very naughty face, her naked body and her fingers, with a feather light touch, masturbating his tool.

Rachel enjoyed this feeling of domination, kneeling above her man as he helplessly lay there with his most prized possession in her hands. Without taking her eyes off his, until the last second, she slowly bent over his tummy to kiss his prick. It jumped with excitement. She licked the length of his shaft gently cupping his balls in her fingers. His dick twitched and bobbed like a group of head bangers in a mosh-pit. She looked up at him. His eyes closed and mouth parted. He looked pretty red in the face and she wondered whether he had the stamina to handle this, and still fuck her. She also considered whether his climax would be the best end result to these proceedings given then that they wouldn’t have had penetrative sex, which to Rachel seemed like such a big difference, and much more disloyal than what they had so far done.

With wetted and slightly parted lips Rachel kiss the tip of his member and gradually moved her lips over his manhood to take him into her mouth. He groaned and lifted his hips to encourage her to take more of him into her warm and wet mouth. Over some time she teased him with a variety of sensations, pressures, and pace. She had him on the brink of climax several times before she tugged his balls to released their tension and prolong his treatment.

Rachel wanted to deliver pleasure to him in a way similar to the experience she had received. She couldn’t remember the last time she had taken on an act like this with her husband, and certainly not with the level of enthusiasm, experimentation and sensitivity she was demonstrating now. Eventually the pressure built so much that his panting, tense body, and desperate movements of his hips informed her that there was no more holding out. He was going to cum. She took him deeply in her mouth followed by shallow and quick sucks that developed a tension that was just too great. With a great relief he lifted his hips high and ejaculated into her mouth with multiple grunts of satisfaction. Rachel seemingly took it all in her stride, but was taken aback by the force and streams of fluid bursting into her mouth. She was filled with the engorged end of his penis that seemed to enlarge beyond unbelievable proportion and his endless amounts of semen.

George escort güzelyalı lay back exhausted. Rachel wiped her mouth clean before running the tips of her fingers over his hot, firm, glistening body on her way back up the bed to join him with their heads next to each other. Still panting he turned to face her, his underwear still around his thighs. “O-o-Oh my god.” He stammered. “That was beyond amazing. So intense. I have never.” His breath was short as he panted between each statement. Rachel grinned.

“I’m glad I could give you a little of the experience you have me.” She kissed him. A full and passionate kiss. All pretence of their efforts to experience this night as anything other than two friends doing each other a ‘favour’ had well and truly disappeared. They both knew what they desired, and how the rest of the night was going to go.

Chapter Two: A complete submission

George kissed Rachel passionately, stroking her face and hair. Her hand was holding the back of his head as their bodies pressed against each other. He kissed her face, her eyes and cheek. His kisses moved towards her neck as she tilted her head to allow him better access. His kissed were soft and sensual. His fingers drew an outline of her collar bone and upper chest.

George rolled her over onto her back as his caresses continued towards her breasts. He took each one in his hands rolling her nipples between his fingers and thumb. Kissing her breasts and flicking her nipples with his tongue she moved her chest up towards him offering more encouragement.

Rachel ran her fingers through George’s hair occasionally pressing his mouth against her breasts as he nibbled and sucked her nipples with varying intensity and strength. She could feel the effects of his work as a wave of sexual energy began to move through her. As George continued, with enthusiasm to pleasure Rachel’s breasts with his mouth, he reached down to her groin, feeling her legs part, to touch around her already hot and wet pussy. Rachel’s breath became audible interspersed with gentle groans. She felt her feet and lower body getting hotter. The sensation grew and subsided deep within her muscles and skin.

With increasing regularity this feeling covered more of her body each time and began to prickle with more intensity. With each wave Rachel pressed her body more firmly against George’s attentions. Her breasts were being teased by his mouth like a butterfly was fluttering over them. A gentle, cooling breeze as he blew on her nipples. His fingers were pressed firmly against her clitoris moving a little but mostly with changing amounts of pressure like he was quite literally pushing her buttons.

The hot prickly sensations running now in near constant waves throughout her whole body had her writhing Under his touch. She could feel the tension building to such great heights as her body arched against his fingers as stiff as a board. She stopped breathing, body ridged, and eyes closed tight. Her mouth opened and then open further as if she was trying to scream, but the sound was strangled in her throat. Then, with her body shuddering with the release of her orgasm she finally breathed and slowly lowered her shaking hips.

George lifted his head to kiss her lips finding an exhausted woman with a hot breath waiting for him. Once Rachel had recovered she returned his kissed with more passion than ever before. She was entirely and completely grateful for one of the greats orgasms of her life, and she had already had two of those earlier. This man, a colleague she had pretty much ignored at work was making her feel like she had never before. Her whole body was tingling with excitement and complete satisfaction. Rachel knew however, that she desperately needed more.

Rachel placed her hands on George’s shoulders. As she raised herself to her knees she pushed him onto his back. She knelt above him. “I hope you have plenty of stamina, I want you to fuck me all night.” George grinned and raised his hips to assist in Rachel’s attempts to fully remove his underwear. Rachel placed her left knee alongside George’s hips as she swung her leg over his waist and pressed herself against his rock-hard cock. She bent down and kissed him passionately. Firmly, but slowly Rachel rubbed her hot and very wet flaming lips along his shaft. Her attentions brought groans of pleasure from both of them as she increased her pace. George raised his hips pressing himself against her. Once again Rachel could feel the creeping waves of pressure build inside her.

She raised herself to her knees and reached between her legs. Holding his phallus she moved her hand up and down over his shaft before guiding the tip to the entrance of her vagina. She engaged in the intensity of eye contact with George, watching his face as she slowly lowered herself onto his penis. She took him all with ease such was her arousal, but gasped as he filled her completely. She knew he was a well endowed man, but had not anticipated just how much she would feel stretched by him. With each of her movements on top of him she could feel the tension build more strongly within her and she knew another deep and powerful orgasm would soon consume her. Rachel threw her head back as her hips rose and rocked on his thick and powerful tool. It was not lost on her how much more intense each orgasm she experienced was getting and wondered how she would ever be able to give this up beyond tonight.

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It began with a scientific breakthrough in March 2022. Scientists discovered the exact genes in the body and locations in the brain that when expressed or activated made people into greedy assholes and selfish, bigoted cunts.

From there the next step was logical, and was secretly taken the following spring. One virologist developed a virus, airborne, 100% infectious, with a two-month delay before symptoms appeared in which it could spread, which eliminated ONLY the genes in the body and attacked ONLY the locations in the brain which turned people into greedy assholes and selfish, bigoted cunts. The virologist, who taught at a university featuring many international students, then released the virus into the air of the campus one week before spring break.

Nature took care of the rest. Every student, professor, and worker on the campus was infected with it. When spring break hit, the international students all went back to their home countries. The American students scattered throughout the US, most of them heading for the spring break hot spots and some of them heading for home to see their families.

Within three months, everyone on the planet except for a few Inuit and a couple of tribes in Darkest Africa had been infected. But no one knew what was happening. Sure, it was really weird that all the billionaires (except for a few who were known for their charitable impulses) and the 20 million non-billionaires who were the most selfish ordinary people on the planet had all suddenly passed away (autopsies showed massive brain death, making the body unable to function.) As to WHY that had happened, not a damn clue. And the virologist who started the whole thing, his job done, converted all his assets to cash, donated it all to Medecins Sans Frontieres, and quietly died of “natural causes” in his sleep.

People did notice the effects, though, even with the cause unknown. The world became a lot nicer of a place. Humans were working together to help each other, not acting like selfish jerks anymore. Laws were passed and policies and decisions made by governments and businesses to help people. With the absence of bigotry and greed – permanent, as the virus had actually destroyed the genes responsible, making it so they couldn’t be passed on by sexual reproduction – hatred vanished from the planet. Humans began collectively thinking long-term.

[30 years later]

I was part of a collective. We were working to build a new group of houses in what had formerly been known as the state of Utah. (With all humans now working together for the common good, the concept of individual countries and individual escort sultanbeyli states within a country had been discarded 20 years back. I was 5 at the time: it was one of my first memories.)

After a long morning of work, I sat down on a bench to eat lunch. Working next to the Bear River was nice, but the high altitudes were telling on all of us. The Uinta Mountains towered over our heads. Still, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. The countryside seemed to have been carved by primeval forces. There was a stark grandeur to it.

One of my co-workers joined me on the bench. Her name was Rose. She was six months older than me, having just celebrated her 26th birthday a week before. She had red hair, pretty blue eyes, an oval face with a charming smile, and a toned body with muscular legs. Her chest was firm and decently large, as near as I could tell.

“Hi, Ken.”

“Hi, Rose.”

“You’re a good-looking fella, you know.”

“Me?”

I was five-foot-eight, which made me two inches shorter than Rose. I was slightly stocky, but had no excess fat. My legs weren’t as muscled as hers: my strength was in my arms and upper body. My brown har and brown eyes made me an ordinary person. Nothing particularly stood out.

“Yes, you.”

“I’m glad you think so. You’re gorgeous and could have your pick of anyone. I’m just nondescript.”

“Let’s say I picked you, would you say yes to a date?”

“In a New York minute.”

“How does Saturday sound?”

“Terrific.”

What was even more terrific is that since there were a few thousand of us, we finished the houses we were working on by Friday evening. Now the next team would move in and install the electricity and piping and suchlike in the houses. They were for the Guardians, a group of 30-to-35-year-olds whose job it was to make sure the newly minted adults had their fun in a controlled environment. Want to get drunk? One of the Guardians would host and make sure you were all right. Same with trying marijuana. Nervous about getting involved in a relationship with a fellow newly minted adult? That makes sense, you’re both 18. A Guardian or two would help guide the two of you.

Anyway, Rose and I headed back to our own houses. We lived in what in the 1960’s would have been called a “commune”, but now was just the usual way for people to live. Her room was two buildings over from mine.

I met her the next day in the field. We chatted pleasantly and walked through the crop. It was already up past our waists: in a couple of months it would be ready to harvest. I escort şerifali felt very comfortable with her.

“Shall we watch the movie?”

“Sure.”

Today’s movie was one from the early 1990’s. It was about a homeless man being tricked into being the prey for a group of rich hunters. There was no such thing as homelessness, rich people, or hunting anymore.

“How did people live like that? That sort of society…”

I looked at her. “I don’t know.”

Rose gave me a smile. “Since sex is strictly for pleasure now…”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“I’m attracted to you, like I said a few days ago. You’re attracted to me.”

“Why not? We have known each other for years.”

True. We’d been in the same group of newly minted adults and had then resided in the same area. We’d worked together for five years now, although not for money. There was no such thing as money anymore.

We went back to her room. We slid off our robes (everyone wore robes now: they were comfortable and easy to work in.) The chemistry between us was wonderful, and we climbed onto her bed and kissed. She was a good kisser: her tongue happily explored my mouth, and mine did the same to her mouth.

That bit about sex being strictly for pleasure? True, too. Every woman had her eggs harvested as soon as she hit puberty: if she desired a child, she indicated with who, and his sperm was collected and mated with her egg. The child was given to the couple once it had been incubated: that prevented all sorts of complications involving having to go through an actual pregnancy.

I kissed my way happily down towards her breasts. They were even larger than I had thought.

“Back in the days of bras, these would have been called a D cup.”

“They’re stunning, dear.”

I slowly ran my tongue through her cleavage. Her arms gently went around me.

“Mmmmmmm.”

I kissed my way slowly up from the base of Rose’s chest to her nipple, then took it in my mouth. I then repeated the process with her other breast. She made pleased sounds. I suckled gently on her nipple, and she shivered.

“I see you like this as much as I do, Ken.”

My six-and-a-half-inch cock was indeed standing at full mast. Rose rolled me onto my back and shifted her position.

“Let us pleasure each other.”

She swung her body around and lowered her pussy onto my face. Simultaneously, she leaned forward and her tongue licked my cockhead.

“I like how you think, Rose.”

She responded by wrapping her lips around escort söğütlüçeşme the tip of my pole. I licked along her slit, tasting her juices. They were divine. She pressed herself more firmly downward, and I slid my tongue between her folds.

Her tongue traced over my cockhead in a delicate pattern. My pole twitched as she teased the tip. Then she slid her mouth downwards, taking more of me in. I responded by licking her with greater intensity.

Her fingertips rubbed softly against my ball sac. I could feel my balls slowly filling as she stimulated me. I placed my hands on her perfect ass and gently groped her in response.

She moaned and slid her mouth all the way down, letting her tongue slide up and down along my shaft. I maneuvered a finger to her clit and began brushing it, using as delicate a touch as I could muster. She pressed her body downwards more firmly and tightened her legs instinctively.

Her fingers responded by stimulating me more intensely. I drove my tongue deeper inside her and lapped with great energy. Her thighs locked around my head as she approached climax.

I continued to lightly inch my fingertip against her clit. That set her off. She shuddered as she flooded my face with her nectar. I gulped down as much of it as I could. Her body thrashed and her legs locked in place.

When she regained control of herself, she climbed off me. “That was awesome, Ken. Want to make love to me now and finish inside me?”

“I would like that very much.”

“Go for it.” She lay on her back and spread her legs. I positioned myself between them, then eased my cock into her.

“Being inside you feels wonderful.”

“I know,” she grinned. “And you seem to like it too.”

I moved slowly at first, letting us both get adjusted, then established a smooth, steady rhythm. Rose’s body moved with mine. I leaned forward and kissed her.

She wrapped her arms lovingly around me and held the kiss. I wrapped my arms around her and continued making gentle love. Her legs wrapped around my hips.

“Keep going, Ken. That feels great.”

I continued steadily pumping my cock into her box. She began squeezing me with her internal muscles on every thrust, trying actively to drain my balls. I kissed her with more intensity, and her tongue responded by snaking around sexily inside my mouth.

I held her against me more tightly as I approached climax. She could sense my legs tense and she worked her pussy around my throbbing pole.

She hit climax first, locking her legs in place. Her body thrashed and her box spasmed. Her lustful cry way muffled by our intense kiss. That set me off and I gave her what she wanted, shooting jets of my cum into her.

We untangled and lay next to each other, recovering slowly. When we could speak again, Rose smiled at me. “That was exactly what I wanted. I think you should spend more nights with me here and we can do it again.”

I kissed her. “You have a deal.”

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I hope you will excuse my English, as it is not my native language. This is my first submission. I hope you’ll at least find it a bit intriguing. The story is, believe it or not, all true…

I was an ugly kid when I was young. Six feet tall at the age of 14, I just grew another inch the next five years. I had not started filling out my frame. A 14 year old guy does not have enough muscles to fill such a height, so I was totally out of proportions. In addition to that I had facial features fitting for a grown man, and that made me just look peculiar. Add a couple of cheap glasses, and you have your typical geek. My colours were not bad, though: curly blond hair, big, blue eyes and a complexion that allowed me to get nicely tan in the summer.

All this made me unsure when it came to girls, and I didn’t have a girlfriend until I was 22. I met her at a party at university, told her I couldn’t kiss, and she offered to show me how. I guess I was a natural, because the very next day I had had sex for the first time of my life. She became my girlfriend, and not very much later we moved in together. I was in heaven. All through my youth I was sure I would die a single man, but now I had someone who liked me. Beth was not a stunner, but as I was ugly as hell in my own eyes, I felt lucky I got her. In the beginning the sex was great, I thought. We did it at least a couple of times a week, something I regarded as much at the time. There was one problem though. I love nice tits and asses, and though she had a nice bosom, there was not much of an ass on her. In fact she was totally flat. Even I had a bigger ass the she did.

At 24 I had developed a body to fit my height. I had worked out much – as an alternative to fooling around with girls and partying. I had lost my glasses and cut my huge curly hair short. I didn’t quite understand why, but the prettier girls started talking to me. Beth was not very fond of parties or going out. She preferred the coach, TV, crackers and coke. I didn’t like any of it much, but endured dull nights at home just to get the two sessions of sex a week.

It all changed when we moved to another apartment. Our next door neighbour was a girlfriend of Beth’s, a single mom with a one year old boy. She was thrilled by our arrival. Beth and Jane would sit for hours talking, while I sat on the Internet surfing. Jane was not very much like Beth at all when it came to looks. She was 5″1, slim and blonde. My Beth was 5″5, not very slim anymore and a brunette. Still the main difference was Jane’s big ass. It was something totally new for me, and I often admired it when I for some reason walked behind her. When she would bend down to pick up escort sultanbeyli her son, I could help but thinking how it would be to put my hand on it. That winter the four of us went to France together. One of the nights she stated that she hadn’t had a real party since well before she got pregnant, and Beth asked me to take her out drinking. She could baby sit. And so we did. It was a nice evening, and we were really drunk when we headed home to the hotel. We had talked a lot about love, and she admitted that she felt really ugly after the birth.

“Why would a beautiful woman like yourself feel ugly,” I asked, trying to keep focused of walking straight.

“My tits are bigger than before, and my ass is huge and there haven’t been one guy looking twice at me,” she sighed.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“Your tits seem nice behind your big sweater, and your ass is to die for. The reason you haven’t seen any man look at you twice, is that they stare at your ass after you’ve passed them,” I said laughingly.

Although she seemed flattered, she would accept my explanation, and when we reached the hotel we innocently bid each other a good night and went to sleep.

Some months later Beth asked me to do her a favour. Jane was feeling itchy sitting in her apartment all alone, and wanted a night out. Beth asked me to once again take Jane out. I had a great time in France, and agreed. So we went out in our home town, and once again had way too much to drink. This time we quickly started to talk about love and sex, and pretty soon Jane asked me if I remembered our talk in France. I admitted as much, and she asked me if I really meant it, or if it was the wine talking.

“You have the sexiest ass I have ever seen, and I would love to touch it and caress it. I dream of seeing it naked,” I confessed.

“Hah! Now it’s the beer talking,” she laughed. But I kept telling her how sexy she was. In the start I meant to boast her self confidence, but the alcohol and the talk made me hard. I started to garb glimpses of her chest, and noticed her nipples were visible through her blouse. Beer makes people need to pee, and when I rose, I just couldn’t help myself:

“See! All this talk has made me hard,” I said with a laugh and ran for the toilet.

When I came back she had a strange look on her face, but the conversation didn’t touch the subject again.

But even if that night ended just as innocent as the one in France, I had started to look at her in another way. I noticed her clothes were getting sexier. She came over to us more often, and was it escort şerifali just my imagination, or did she bend over to cuddle her kid with her ass towards me more often than before?

One evening, as Beth was working a night shift in the hospital, Jane came over to lend some flour. Her boy was asleep, and she was baking bread. I had just been sitting reading erotic stories in the net, and was horny as hell. But I dared not do anything inappropriate. She was, after all, Beth’s closest friend. I gave her the flour, but as I walked her to the door, she didn’t seem to want to go. So we talked for half an hour and the talk again turned to sex. She stated that I had to be wrong about men liking her ass, because she still hadn’t seen anyone check her out.

“You are a crazy woman! You have a wonderful ass! If you would only let me, I would touch it here and now!”

“You are just lying. You really don’t mean that. That’s just something you say to make me feel better,” she said and turned to grab the doorknob.

All the talking for all these months had made me bolder, and as she turned I put my hand on her ass and just squeezed a little.

“I really mean it Jane,” I said hoarsely and looked her straight in her shocked eyes.

“You shouldn’t be doing that,” she whispered back, but didn’t move to make me draw my hand back.

That made me bolder, and I started to slowly stroke her jeans clad ass.

“It is soft, and warm and sexy. I still would love to see it naked.”

She didn’t say anything, but kept looking at me with eyes deep as the deepest well. She seemed to consider what to do. I am not kidding, but we stayed like that for ten minutes: our eyes locked and me stroking her ass. Then my boldness grew, and with my other hand I slowly reached for her breast. She didn’t move, and let me squeeze it softly. A moan slipped out of both of us as we made contact. Then we stood there for another five minutes, eyes locked and me stroking and squeezing.

In the end I couldn’t handle it anymore. I gently took her by the arm and led her towards our kitchen. She walked in front of me, but before she got to turn around towards me, I gently pushed her forward towards one of the chairs, and started stroking her ass with both hands. She just stood there, breathing slowly and arching her back a little. Then I let my hands slide under her blouse, up over her back and forward towards her breasts. She let me. I cupped them, and as I did, my erect cock pressed against her ass.

That was her cue. She pressed back, turned her head towards me and our lips locked. Like crazy we grinded escort söğütlüçeşme towards each other while our tongues fought over control in the other’s mouth.

“I need to see your ass,” I panted. She just moaned, and I let her tits go to unzip her jeans. They were tight fitting, but in one fast pull they were down by her feet. As I marvelled over the sight of her smooth white ass, she stepped out of the jeans and pushed her ass further against me. My hands were all over that wonderful ass. I just couldn’t stop caressing it. But soon one of my hands found her ass crack, and it followed it down to her pussy. All the time she was mumbling “We shouldn’t do this. We shouldn’t do this”. But her body told me something else. When my fingers found her slit, she sighed and arched her back even more. Then it snapped in my head. I don’t remember opening my pants, but suddenly I had my cock buried in her pussy, feeling it clinging to my cock like she never would let me go. That soft and big ass pressed against my stomach made me a crazed man. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t be gentle. I just took her hard and fast, grunting my lust. And she moaned and kept up her mantra “We shouldn’t do this. We shouldn’t do this”.

I could feel it build in my balls, but I guess she could as well. She pulled me out and turned to me.

“I want to be on top. The bed. Now!”

Then our lips locked again, and kissing and tearing at each others clothes we stumbled into the bedroom. When she pushed me back on the bed, she still had her bra on, but it took her no time to get rid of that as well. Then she jumped into the bed and straddled me.

“We shouldn’t do this, you know that,” she sneered at me as she grabbed my cock and guided it into her.

Then she started fucking me like a maniac. I kept my hands on her hips and ass, staring at her tits bouncing up and down from her frantic fucking.

“You shouldn’t have done this. I haven’t had sex for so long, and now you unleashed me,” she hoarsely panted as she dug her nails in my chest.

“I could get used to having this big cock of yours inside me,” she continued, and slammed down on me.

We kept on for ever it seemed. I watched drops of sweat running down between her breasts as she arched her back, threw her head back and screamed “I am cuuuumming!” Then she shook violently. I grabbed her hips and started bucking hard up against her. My cum was rising, and with one loud roar I let it spew into her.

Ten minutes later she still was on top of me, but now lying still just panting from her orgasm. “We shouldn’t have done this” she kept saying, playing with the hairs on my chest. I had a big lump in my stomach. Just now I remembered Beth. I felt awful. But I knew I wanted to feel a REAL ass against me again. After a while Jane stirred, got up and got her clothes.

“I should get going,” she said – not looking at me at all. I just nodded, and saw her leaving the room.

Later, when I went into the kitchen, the flour was still there on the table.

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I know this is technically a group sex category, but I’m just keeping the series together in the same one. That aside, I hope you enjoy! Please comment!

*

Around 11:00 that night, we were watching TV, waiting to see if the pizza girl would show up. She’d been off for an hour, so we were starting to doubt she was coming, when there was a knock on the door. I looked at Jamie and she returned my smile.

“I guess she is coming,” she said and giggled.

“I guess so,” I said and got up out of the bed to answer the door. When I opened the door, there stood a beautiful blonde girl. Her pizza delivery uniform had hidden most of her figure earlier, but now, in her “street clothes”, I was able to see what she was hiding. She’d ditched the red visor to show off her styled blonde hair. She looked like Rocket from Sucker Punch (if you’ve seen the movie then you know it’s a hard style to describe).

The oversized polo shirt was now replaced with a form-fitting pink T-shirt that definitely showed off her great, full tits. When she’d brought the pizza, she’d been wearing tight black jeans, but the bagginess of the polo shirt hid the view of her tight, round, bubble-butt that her low-riding blue jeans hugged.

“Are you going to invite her in or stare at her?” Jamie asked with a laugh.

“I’m sorry,” I said and stepped aside, holding the door open for this young, blonde beauty we were about to fuck.

“It’s okay. I get that a lot,” she said with a wink.

Jamie laughed again. “I like her already.”

I let the door shut behind us as we walked to the bed.

“I have to be honest with you guys,” she said. “This is the first time I’ve done something like this. I’ve never hooked up with a customer before; and I never dreamed it would be a couple either.”

I smiled at her reassuringly. “And I have to be honest with you. The exchange we had at the door when you brought the pizza was the first time I’ve ever done anything like that. But,” I said looking at Jamie, “something about this beautiful woman has brought a whole new me out.”

Jamie blushed. “Stop it, Jason. You’re embarrassing me.”

“Well, it’s true,” I winked at her.

“Have a seat,” Jamie said to the girl who was smiling at our exchange. She sat down on the edge of the bed, still looking nervous.

“What’s your name?” I asked, sitting with Jamie again.

“Tracy.”

“Well, Tracy, it’s nice to officially meet you. And we’re glad you decided to come. You are absolutely beautiful.”

Tracy blushed. “Thanks. You’re really pretty too,” she said with a nervous grin.

“Do you have any questions? We want you to be totally comfortable before we do anything. We want us all to enjoy this, but if you’re not comfortable with this, we would also understand.”

I nodded. “Exactly. If you’re not up for this, then you have nothing to worry about.”

She seemed to study us both for a minute. “Well, you guys now my name, what are yours?”

I chuckled. “My name is Jason and this is Jamie. I guess introductions should have been the first thing to happen, huh?”

Tracy giggled. She looked more comfortable already. “Have either of you done this before?”

Jamie answered this time. “Neither of us has been in a threesome before, no, but we both learned tonight it was a fantasy we both shared. I have been with other girls before, and, really, only one other guy, and only once with him.”

I looked at Jamie, surprised. This gorgeous girl I’ve been in love with for so long has only been with one other guy? I almost didn’t believe it.

“Really?” Tracy voiced my disbelief.

“Yes, and we were both really drunk. I really regretted it the next morning. Especially since he was gone when I woke up.”

“I thought you’d been with other guys,” I said to her.

“I’ve dated other guys, but only slept with one. I really wish I hadn’t.”

I hugged her close to me. “I’m not perfect either,” I admitted. “I got divorced a little over a year ago. She was the only woman I’ve ever been with until Jamie and I finally ended up together.”

“How long have you two been together?” Tracy asked, seeming to be really interested in our relationship.

We both laughed a little. “Since Monday,” Jamie said.

Tracy’s jaw dropped. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah. We’ve been friends for years, though. And I’ve had this not-so-secret off and on crush on Jamie since I was about sixteen,” I explained.

“Then that explains why you two seem so close. You really seem like you’ve been together for a while.”

Jamie and I looked at each other and smiled. I kissed her and then we looked back at Tracy who was smiling at us both.

“You guys are cute,” she said.

“You think so?” Jamie asked. Her smile grew and then she started to crawl across the bed to Tracy. While we waited for Tracy to show up, we’d gotten dressed, although not in a whole lot. I was in shorts and a T-shirt while Jamie wore a tight, white T-shirt with no bra and a tiny black thong. I couldn’t help but stare at her perfect ass as she crawled on all fours away from me. I sat back and watched as Jamie approached Tracy. escort soğanlık A shy smile spread across Tracy’s face as Jamie grew closer. Jamie reached up and gently dragged her fingernails across Tracy’s cheek while slowly moving her face closer. Their lips were centimeters apart as Jamie’s fingers reached the back of Tracy’s head. Jamie lightly brushed her lips across Tracy’s before finally pressing them in for a kiss.

I was practically already hard as they shared their first kiss. I’d watched lesbian scenes plenty of times in porn, but I’d never witnessed two girls soberly kissing each other in real life before. If Jamie and I hadn’t fucked twice earlier that day, I would have blown my load from their first kiss alone.

Tracy reached up and grabbed Jamie by the back of the head as she pressed her lips harder into Jamie’s. Their mouths separated, allowing their tongues to meet. I enjoyed the show as their kisses grew more passionate and lustful. They laid down across the bed, pulling each other into an embrace as they continued to make out. Wanting in on the action, I laid down behind Jamie and kissed her shoulders and the back of her neck. Her hand found its way to my crotch and squeezed my rock hard cock as she continued kissing Tracy.

I helped her out by unbuttoning my shorts and pulling the zipper down. Her hand moved inside of my shorts and grabbed the naked flesh of my dick. She slowly began to jerk me off as she kissed Tracy. As kissed and licked her neck and then nibbled on her ear in intervals, Tracy reached up Jamie’s shirt, fondling her breasts. Suddenly they broke their kiss and sat up, Jamie’s hand also left my dick. They each pulled off their shirts and then Jamie dove into Tracy’s tits before Tracy could respond to the sight of a topless Jamie. I didn’t blame her, I was usually mesmerized by Jamie’s tits too.

Tracy closed her eyes in pleasure as Jamie sucked on one tit and then the other. I decided I wanted to get some interaction with Tracy, and now that her lips were free, I took advantage and moved in. She smiled at me as I came in for a kiss. She received my kiss happily, sliding her tongue into my mouth almost immediately, so I did the same. Our tongues wrestled and danced with each other until I broke away and kissed down her neck and sucked on the open breast Jamie was neglecting at the moment. Tracy gasped and then let out a long, happy sigh. I slid my hand down Jamie’s back to her wonderful ass with one hand while I reached behind Tracy and squeezed her jean covered ass with my other.

I felt long fingernails scratching my back and the back of my head a moment later. A look out of the corner of my eye showed me that Tracy was giving Jamie the same treatment as well.

Jamie abandoned Tracy’s tits and moved down her body until she ran into Tracy’s jeans.

“Let’s get these off,” Jamie said with a horny grin. Tracy returned it and I backed off of sucking on her nipple. Tracy then stood up and peeled off her skin tight jeans and tossed them aside. She hadn’t been wearing any panties, so her entire body was now fully revealed to us. Both Jamie and I stared in awe at the beautiful eighteen year old body standing in front of us. Her full and perky round tits; her tight and slightly muscular stomach; her long, slender, yet shapely, legs; and her tight, shaved pussy; she was probably the most gorgeous girl I’d seen naked aside from Jamie. I couldn’t wait to find out how that little pussy felt on my throbbing cock.

I tugged at Jamie’s thong and pulled it over her hips and down her perfect, creamy-white legs. She rolled onto her back and allowed me to pull the tiny amount of fabric off of her completely. She then spread her legs and I wasted no time in diving into her snatch and begin eating her out. I looked up her body and saw Tracy climb onto the bed and plant her beautiful pussy over Jamie’s face. Jamie moaned from the pleasure I was giving her as she hooked her arms around Tracy’s legs and pulled the girl’s pussy tighter into her face. Her tongue darted in and out quickly and then began to lick up and down her slit. I was already performing a similar action as I ate out my amazing girlfriend.

Tracy let out cute whimpers as Jamie eat her box out and Jamie slowly bucked her hips into my face as I stuck my tongue deeper into her pussy. I felt Tracy breathing into my ear and then stick her tongue in it and begin licking it. It drove me insane as I pleasured the love of my life. I pulled away from Jamie for a second and kissed Tracy. Before I could return to Jamie’s pussy, though, Tracy dove in, working on her clit. I repositioned myself to get better access to the lower half of Jamie’s pussy as Tracy took care of the upper. Jamie began to scream in ecstasy, unable to work on Tracy any longer. I decided to take advantage of this and let Tracy go to town on Jamie.

I crawled off of the bed and stood behind Tracy. I had a choice to make. Do I feed my cock to Jamie’s mouth or stick it in Tracy’s pussy?

“Fuck her pussy, Jason,” Jamie said and then gasped at whatever Tracy did to her pussy.

I smiled down escort esenyalı at Jamie and when I went to grab the base of my cock to direct it into Tracy’s perfect pussy, Jamie grabbed it and tugged me towards the teenaged girl eating her out. I closed the distance to the beautiful ass facing me and Jamie led my dick to Tracy’s tight hole. Before she placed me at Tracy’s entrance, though, Jamie took my cock into her mouth and lubed me up with her saliva for a few seconds. When she released me, I was properly lubed and ready to fuck Tracy.

Jamie guided my dick into Tracy’s snatch. I pressed forward slowly, unsure of how tight it might be for her. Tracy stopped eating Jamie out and looked back at me. She gave me a wink and I slowly sank into her depths. She was definitely ready to go. She was so wet, it didn’t take much effort to slide my way home. When I finally bottomed out, I squeezed her cute bubble butt and slid out about halfway. I pushed myself back into her with a little more force.

“Ooh, yeah. That feels good, baby,” she cooed and watched as I pulled out a little farther the next time. I slammed in a little harder to gauge her response. She closed her eyes but gave a grunt. “Fuck,” she said. “Give it to me, Jason. Don’t hold back.”

I happily obeyed and slid out to the tip and then rammed my cock back into her again. She moaned as she returned to eating Jamie out. I slowly picked up the pace, and spanked her beautiful ass as I did. It was the only thing she had over Jamie. Their tits were about the same size, and they both had decently tight abs. But that butt of hers was just a little bigger than Jamie’s and a little more round too.

Every so often I would stop and hold my cock deep inside Tracy’s pussy. When I did, Jamie lifted her head up and sucked on my balls for a couple seconds. I returned to fucking Tracy’s tight pussy when Jamie would release my balls from her lips. It was an amazing feeling having my balls sucked as I fucked another girl.

Soon Jamie’s breathing grew more and more labored as Tracy’s tongue brought her to climax. Jamie began to scream unintelligible words with a random, “FUCK” or “SHIT” thrown in. Tracy didn’t let up, though. She seemed to increase her efforts and I did the same, banging her pussy harder and harder.

“HOLY SHIT!” Jamie screamed as she came closer to her orgasm. “FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCK!” she screamed and then Tracy slowed her attack on Jamie’s pussy. When she looked back at me, I pulled out of her and rolled her onto her back. I wanted to feel this girl’s mouth around my cock and I knew Jamie wanted to return the favor and eat her out. Jamie read my mind and spread Tracy’s legs for full access to her pussy. I knelt just over Tracy’s face and she lifted her head, taking my cock into her mouth.

Her head bobbed up and down as she blew me while Jamie ate her out. She was definitely good at giving head. I wondered how many times she’d done it. She seemed like an expert. She even deep throated me, taking my entire length to the back of her throat. I reached behind me and squeezed her tits in turn.

“Wanna fuck my tits?” she asked one time after pulling me out of her mouth.

“Fuck yeah I do,” I said and positioned myself further down her body. She squeezed her tits together around my dick and I began to fuck between her tits. The soft flesh of those perfect, natural mounds felt amazing as I slid in and out between them. “Oh shit,” I said.

“First time titty-fucking?” she asked.

I nodded. “Uh huh,” I barely got out. I felt like I was about to blow my load on her chest.

“You getting close?” she asked. I looked down and locked my eyes on her beautiful blue ones and nodded. “You go ahead, right on my face, baby,” she said and that sent me over the edge. My balls tightened and cum shot up my shaft as I fucked forward again. My spunk shot out of my dick and landed on her face. Another stream landed on her chin and then a third one hit her neck. The fourth drizzled out, landing between her tits. “Stick that back in my mouth,” she demanded. I did as she said and she cleaned me off.

Shortly after that, Jamie had Tracy moaning and groaning louder and louder. I went to the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel and began cleaning my cum off of her body. Jamie increased her efforts and I watched as Tracy began to squirm and writhe in painful pleasure. She had her right hand balled into a fist with which she punched the mattress. Her fingers curled around the sheet as she seemed to hold on for dear life. I looked down at Jamie just as Tracy squirted juices all over Jamie’s face. About a minute later, Tracy finally came down from her high and breathed heavily. I laid next to her on one side and Jamie cuddled up to her on the other. The two girls kissed again, tenderly and lovingly.

“You can stay the rest of the night,” Jamie said. And by her tone of voice, I could tell this wasn’t going to be the only time we fucked Tracy that night.

I laid back on the bed, and both girls cuddled up on either side of me. We just rested for a little while, but my mind was racing too much from escort güzelyalı what I had just experienced to be able to sleep. My new girlfriend, perfect in every way in my eyes, just shared a beautiful eighteen year old girl with me. I knew this was a one-time thing, but it was a memory that would be locked away forever. I secretly wanted this to happen again in the future, but that was something I would definitely keep to myself. I loved Jamie too much to press another threesome one day.

The girls drifted off to sleep a few minutes later, but my mind was still reeling; replaying the scene. Every moment was better than the last: Jamie kissing Tracy; their clothes coming off one article at a time; Jamie jerking me off as she made out with Tracy; fucking Tracy’s pussy while Jamie licked and sucked at my balls; and then finally, cumming on Tracy’s beautiful face as I fucked her tits. I think that was honestly my favorite part; sliding my dick between those perfect, tanned tits. Her skin was so silky and smooth, I could feel myself growing hard again just thinking about it.

“You already ready to go again?” Tracy asked quietly. I looked at her and saw those deep blue eyes sparkling as she looked up at me. Her soft pink lips were spread into an inviting smile.

“How can I not be with two beautiful women lying naked in my arms?” I asked her. Her pinks turned a slight shade of pink as she hid her face in my chest. I hugged her tighter for a second and then she reached down for my, now, rock hard cock. She lightly caressed it with the tips of her dainty fingers, using the nails ever so gently. I watched as she played with me. Jamie pressed in tighter to me and nestled her head into my chest a little more.

“I think she’s awake,” Tracy said and I looked at Jamie.

Jamie looked up into my eyes. I tried to convey all the love I had for her in my gaze, but it wasn’t doing it justice. I moved my head towards hers as much as I could and she met me the rest of the way, kissing me deeply. Words couldn’t express the love we had for each other, but this kiss displayed it much better.

“You two really love each other,” Tracy said when we finally broke the kiss.

I never took my eyes off of my angel, but Jamie looked at Tracy with a confirming smile. My heart rate increased slightly from that smile. She really did love me. It wasn’t just words and sex; it was something real. I’d always believed that true love was more than just an emotion, that it was an action, a decision that was made to commit yourself to someone. But, I couldn’t deny that it did create some strong emotions.

“I hope I can find that one day.”

Jamie reached across and caressed Tracy’s cheek. “You will, Tracy. You will. You are a lovely girl. Any guy, or girl, would be blessed to be with you.”

Tracy blushed again but never took her eyes off of Jamie’s. Jamie pushed herself up and leaned across me. Tracy responded and met Jamie’s lips with her own. They kissed softly at first, but the intensity slowly increased as sexual desire took over once again. With my left hand, I reached for Jamie’s pussy and slid two fingers inside. She was really wet and ready to go. As I increased my attack on her pussy, I reached around Tracy with my other hand and fondled her beautiful tits. Jamie broke her kiss with Tracy and began kissing me while Tracy repositioned herself to suck on Jamie’s creamy white breasts.

Jamie broke her kiss with me and stared into my eyes lustfully. She then straddled me, impaling my dick deep inside her cunt as I removed my fingers. Tracy sat up so she could continue licking and sucking on Jamie’s tits. As Jamie rode my cock, I began to finger fuck Tracy’s pussy while she kept up her attack on Jamie’s tits. Jamie felt great rising up and down on my pole. As tight and amazing as Tracy felt, I enjoyed the familiarity of Jamie’s pussy on my dick. She also knew what to do by now to really get me off.

I grabbed Tracy’s legs and forced her over my face. I then pulled her pussy into my face. I heard muffled moans from both girls, so I assumed they began making out as orgasms began to grow in their pussies. Tracy tasted great as I fucked her with my tongue. The multiple sensations I felt did wonders on building my orgasm, but with how many times I’d had sex in the past few hours, I knew I’d be able to last a lot longer.

Jamie pulled off of me but Tracy’s mouth quickly replaced Jamie’s pussy. Jamie crawled up to me and rubbed Tracy’s clit while I continued plunging my tongue in and out of her pussy. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Tracy’s beautiful ass as I worked on her pussy. I wondered what it would feel like to fuck it. Jamie seemed to read my mind, too.

“You wanna fuck her ass?” she asked me seductively.

“Uh huh,” I said into Tracy’s pussy.

“Well, then let’s get you in there,” she said. Jamie left my side for a moment and then the next thing I knew, Tracy was pulling her pussy away from me. She straddled my cock in a reverse cowgirl position and rode it up and down a few times. Jamie then guided her off of my dick and placed her on all fours. I scrambled to my knees and positioned myself behind her. I stuck my dick back in her pussy to lube it up a little more with her juices, and then I placed the tip at her beautiful butt hole. She relaxed her anus as much as she could as I slipped the tip in. It was tight and hot inside her ass, but it felt so good. Jamie spit on the top of my dick, adding a little more lube to the shaft.

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It’s all the Ex’s fault, Ch 16

AUTHOR’S NOTE: It’s all the Ex’s fault

It was intentionally written without names.

LEGALESE: Don’t read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.

Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup

Have I said how much I enjoy watching her get dressed in the morning?

She knows I’m watching her. The way she covers her pussy with those thongs, making sure it fits snug up against her just right. Getting her tits to sit just so in her bras, sheer or thin silk, she makes sure it takes my breath away when I look at her.

And the production she makes when she wears stockings is enough to make me want to bend her over right there. Too bad she’s stronger than me…. She lifted her skirt on the way out to show her crotch, already getting damp, framed by her stockings and garter belt. “Think about this today…” she gave me a quick peck and a squeeze of my rock hard cock and was out the door.

Have I said how much I hate watching her get dressed in the morning…

I did manage to get dressed and off to work. I did have to pause at the door, the fresh air making me realize that the apartment had a distinctive aroma of fresh pussy… you can’t buy a better scent!

The girl on the night shift snickered at me as I came in again… seems to be a bit of a habit.

I enjoyed a lazy Monday, things went pretty well. I got a call from the rep that afternoon. They were sending two machines in for a beta trial, they should arrive later in the week and that she would be coming out sometime as well. She got my girls cell phone number, she had some questions…

We texted each other several times that day, but didn’t have the right time to actually talk. Letting me know the blond was coming over after school to do some laundry before heading home to sleep and that she did get the call from the rep.

I came home to a wonderful sight, the blond leaning over the washer, a thin strip of a thong separating her cheeks. “Emmmm Emmm Emmmmmmm!”

She jumped a bit, then turned around letting me see her thong trying to work its way up between her pussy lips. “Hi..” she said with a grin.

I tossed my jacket on the couch and walked over to her, putting my hands on her hips. I leaned forward enough to give her a nice kiss on the neck. “Hi yourself.”

She pushed my hands down and around to her ass before wrapping them around my neck to pull me in for a nice kiss. “Is that any way to greet a half naked woman?” and resumed her kiss, pulling me in tight, her nipples trying to drill holes in my chest.

I enjoyed myself, but not really getting into it, not wanting to create problems with my girl.

She pulled back and looked at me, “She did tell you I was going to be here?” I nodded. “And you know she knows how I dress?” I shrugged my shoulders.

She pulled back and took my cell phone from my pocket. She typed out a text, then showed it to me.

I have half naked blond doing laundry here… then sent it.

She had just wrapped her arms around me when my phone dinged for an incoming text.

A HALF NAKED WOMAN… IN OUR APPARTMENT! You better take care of the other half, and make her scream for being only half naked… LOL

I showed her the text, she giggled and smiled, pulled her thong down past her ass cheeks, rolled back on the edge of the couch to kick them off and spread her legs.

I didn’t make her scream…right away, I got a lot of groaning when I slipped two fingers into her pussy to play with her g-spot while nibbling on her clit. The screaming came when she was starting to cum and I slipped the tip of my pinkie into her ass. She wrapped her legs around my head pulling me in tight, making my chin force my fingers deeper into her pussy and ass.

“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUUUUU……” she slid off the arm of the couch and down onto the cushions, her legs slipping from around my heads, but still quivering with the last of her orgasm. I looked into her eyes as I licked her juices from my fingers, then took her thong and tossed it into the washer with the other stuff and closed the lid to let it start.

I got a couple of cold bottles of water, taking one over to her, and kicked back on the couch just above her head. “So how long have you two been together?”

She about spit her water out, coughed a bit, then hesitated. “I…uh…”

I reached down and cupped her tit, giving it a slight squeeze. “It’s OK, it didn’t take much to figure it out after the trip home. I just need to know… are we competing or sharing?….”

She relaxed and looked up at me smiling and hoping, “Sharing?….”

I rolled her nipple between my fingers smiling, “So… how long have you two been together?”

We sat up and snuggled, talking about my girl while groping each other. She was getting pretty tired, so I picked her up and took her to the spare escort beykoz bedroom. “What are you doing?”

“You’re getting tired enough you’re not making sense, get some sleep, I’ll put your stuff in the dryer.”

“Like I’ll get any sleep with you two in the house?”

“We’ll keep it down, your stuff will be ready for work.”

She pulled me down for a kiss as I laid her on the bed. “thanks…” she said softly, gave me another quick peck, and pulled the covers up over her naked body, snuggling in.

I turned the light off and closed the door. I grabbed a book and kicked back on the couch, and yes ladies I remembered to switch the laundry over to the dryer, making sure there weren’t and delicates in there before I did. Nothing like having a perfectly good excuse to go through a woman’s underwear!

Mmmmmmm! Jeans and tops…. And lots of thongs! All kinds of thongs, tiny sheer ones and nice lacy ones, everything that would show off and accentuate. Bras were about the same. Some nice sheer ones that had absolutely NO support, the lace ones were about the same. Only a few that actually had anything to them, but with the colder weather coming in I couldn’t begrudge her the need to keep those beauties warm now could I?

I kicked back reading some more until the buzzer went off on the dryer. I took her tops and underwear out, but put the jeans back in for a bit more time, the seams were still damp.

I looked at all the laundry in the basket, and then grinned with a thought. I went to the bedroom and moved some of my stuff down to a lower drawer, then put her bras in one and her thongs in another, keeping a nice lacy set out, and one of the thicker bras out just in case.

I was laying a top and her bras and thong out on the back of the other couch when my girl came in.

She dropped her books and grabbed me up, “Hey handsome!”

I gave her a nice kiss, “Hey gorgeous,” another quick kiss, “Keep it down, she’s sleeping in the spare bedroom.”

“And you’re out here going through her underwear…” she said with a grin.

I shook a finger at her, “No, I’m just pulling stuff out of the wash and laying out her stuff for tonight.”

She looked over my shoulder at the top, the bra and thong pair, and the other bra. “What, no pants?”

I gave her another kiss, “Hmmm, interesting thought, but no, they are still in the dryer.”

She pulled back to look at me, “So…did you make her scream?”

“Eventually…” I began unbuttoning her top to give her tits a nice squeeze. “then we had another nice discussion…”

She was leaning into my squeeze, “about what?”

I gave her a slow kiss, “you….”

She stiffened a bit, but kissed me back, “what about me.” She pulled back to look at me.

“I asked her how long you two had been together…” she stiffened significantly as I squeezed her tits again and gave her a peck on her neck.

“And?”

“And asked if we were competing or sharing…”

She relaxed and pulled me close, “Sharing…” she said softly.

“Emmm Hmmmmm,” I pulled her head around for a nice soft sensuous kiss, holding and caressing each other.

“Why don’t you go hop in the shower while I get her jeans out of the dryer, I’ll be in in a minute.”

She looked back at me smiling, then gave me a quick peck and headed for the bedroom, her top coming off as she went through the door.

I took her jeans from the dryer, folding all but one. I left it out with her clothes, taking the folded tops and jeans and setting them on the corner of our dresser. Then I joined my girl in the shower.

She had just about finished, rinsing her hair just as I was getting in. She took her time lathering me up, sliding her body allover me to do it. She rinsed me off, then we toweled each other. I love the way her landing strip glistened in the light when it was still damp…..

We crawled into bed and cuddled, she was talking about work and school, they had went over things in preparation for finals. She was rambling away when I leaned over and nibbled on her ear lobe.

She closed her eyes, clamped her teeth, and shuddered, “That little twit…” I cupped a tit and nibbled on her ear lobe again while rolling her nipple between my fingers… giving her another nice little orgasm….. she lay against me panting. “That’s not fair…”

“All’s fair in love and orgasms…”

We cuddled and talked a bit more until we heard our blond rummaging around in the kitchen. My girl turned to me quick, gave me an equally quick kiss, and scrambled to the kitchen.

I heard scrambling women, and our blond giggling uncontrollably. I came out just after a break in the commotion to find the girls on either side of the couches, doing their best to stay out of reach of each other. CAT FIGHT! NAKED!!!!!

I came up behind the blond, wrapping my arms around her waist, my firm cock nestled between her cheeks.

“Not fair! Two on one…” I muffled the last of escort sancaktepe that turning her for a kiss. My girl grinned at me, then came up behind her from the other side making it a blond sandwich. The girls tit to tit, me kissing her while my girl was nibbling on her neck.

Evidentially there was a secret spot on the blonds neck like my girls earlobe. The blond was wiggling and trembling between us. Once my girl had felt that she had gotten her revenge, she released the blonds neck, letting her collapse as much as possible squeezed between us.

My girl looked over the blonds shoulder at me, “What was that you said earlier, ‘All’s fair in love and orgasms'”

“And you expect me to go to work like this….”

My girl gave her a quick kiss, “I could always lick you clean first…”

“Uggggggg….” The blond wormed her way out from between us.

She scooted to the bathroom, then a bee line to her clothes. No sexy dance putting them on, more like putting on a suit of armor while keeping an eye on my girl. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, giving us both a quick, but guarded, kiss on the way.

“What was all that?”

“She has a ….ticklish ….spot.” she grinned.

I just shook my head, finished my drink, and went to bed. My girl came in to snuggle in, giggling a bit before we both dropped off.

Tuesday was a pretty normal day, but Wednesday… WOW

Seems our blond had forgiven us, I was woken up by her crawling into bed with us. We woke up a bit later, but the girls weren’t getting dressed as usual. It was thongs and one of my dress shirts each. And only the bottom buttons made it even better.

I must have had a confused look on my face “Study day, remember?” the blond said.

Oh yea, the conversation on the trip home….

I was going to have some cereal and head out, but since the blond was going to the trouble of doing up bacon and scrambled eggs I had some before I left. The real shocker was when I got home.

Now up until today, during the week I had come home to an empty apartment unless she didn’t have class, and then it was just us. BUT DAMN!

It was a good thing we had kept both couches and coffee tables. We had about a dozen people here, all crammed around the books piled on the coffee tables, several conversations going at once. Somebody had brought a hub, and there were at least four laptops going as well, with one of them hooked to the TV for a big screen.

And there in the middle of it was my beautiful redhead… hands waiving and gesturing to a buxom blond she was arguing with. Both of them with tits and nipples bouncing!

They were a band of rag tag college students, all except my girls …hmmmmm ….my girls. I liked the sound of that. Anyway, like I said a gaggle of college students, more girls than boys, but that was almost expected with my two. I didn’t recognize any that I could remember from either competition, and all the women were more dressed than my two, with the possible exception of the buxom blond. She had more on, but didn’t seem to mind her nipples standing out and her tits jiggling with every hand gesture.

I came up behind my blond, across from my girl, “Hey gorgeous!”

She looked up from her argument mid gesture, “Hey there handsome, I didn’t see you come in.”

The blond kicked her head back, looking up at me. “What am I, chopped liver?”

I leaned down close to whisper in her ear, “More like tasty tuna..” and started nibbling on her neck near where I saw my girl doing it this morning.

She shrieked, jumped, tried to swat at me, and pointed to my girl. “See what bad habits you’re teaching him?”

Most of the others laughed a little, a couple of the nerdy guys blushed, and a brunette on the other side piped up. “he can nibble on me any time…”

I just smiled and walked around the end of the couch like I was going for her, and a bit of a worried look crossed my girls face. But when I passed the brunette by and stopped behind my girl, turned her head, and gave her a serious kiss, there were hoots and hollers all around.

Now it was my girls turn to blush, “Sorry ladies, I’m already taken…” that made her grin from ear to ear. She did manage to make the introductions around the room, but I’m a face person so they went in one ear and out the other. I hung around for a bit, but as the conversations picked back up to a lot of legal jargon I grabbed something to drink and my book and headed for the bedroom.

I read for a while, then took a shower, alone for once. Although I do know one of the girls came in to use the toilet, not sure which one as I was taking a long shower and had things pretty well steamed up… oh well. About midnight the girls came to bed.

I got up in the middle of the night to get a drink, and discovered not everyone had went home. There was somebody snoring up a storm in the spare bedroom, loud enough to hear them through the closed door. A woman escort bağdat caddesi each on the couches, and one of them the buxom blond. I had to stop and look, her jeans and HUGE bra on the back of the couch while she laid there on her back, tits rolling of to the side a bit and nipples pointing up through a thin shirt mostly unbuttoned…..

I had to shake my head, not long ago I would have been trying to figure out a way to get a good look at them, or possible even play with them. But now, I remembered how difficult it was finding nice clothes for the ex, or getting her to dress to show them off. At least this one wore a nice lace bra that let her nipples stand out.

She started to roll over, and I remembered I was standing there with nothing on, so I headed back to the bedroom, remembering to grab some boxers from the dresser and put them beside the bed.

Thursday was interesting. We were up and out like usual, our over night guests had already made their way out. Late morning at work we got a delivery of the two beta machines. In unpacking the machines, I found a decent sized box with my girls name on it, I peeked inside and saw clothes, so I sent her a text to call me.

“What’s up handsome?”

“Hey babe, I was unpacking the new beta machines, and there’s a box inside with your name on it, looks like clothes or something…”

“Oh I thought I said something… oh well. The rep said she was cleaning out her closets, and was sending a care package. Anything I don’t want goes to the Goodwill.”

“OK, I’ll bring it home…. ” I walked in the door to find a black version of Monday with a bright orange thong splitting those black cheeks. I walked up behind her bent over the dryer and ran a finger over her thong above her rosebud.

She looked back over her shoulder and winked at me while wiggling her ass, then went back to pulling clothes from the dryer. I slid her thong aside and pressed my finger into her ass, making her hiss and freeze, I slid it in and out a few times before pulling it out suddenly, letting her collapse on the floor.

“DAMN YOU’RE ORNERY!”

I gave her ass a swat and went back to the box I had dropped on the couch. I pulled several things from the box, mainly jeans and tops, when I got down to some nicely folded stuff on the bottom.

I pulled out three NICE dresses, and some lingerie, I laid them out on the back of the couch, and thought twice and grabbed some hangers to let the wrinkles release from them. I was about to put the box aside, but it still had some weight to it. in the bottom of the box was a small box about the size of a show box but half as thick. It had a ribbon on it, and a card…. the card was from the rep. “To opening new horizons”

I had just finished my shower when my girl came through the door, it took me a minute to remember it was test night and not a regular class night. She hugged me and twirled me around. “So I take it you think you did pretty good on your test?”

“I had trouble with a few, but it was pretty easy….”

I brought my hands around to cup her tits a bit, then brought them up to begin unbuttoning her top. I kissed and nibbled and caressed while divesting her of her clothes, taking my time with her bra and thong so I could nibble on nipples and lick her pussy.

We went back out to the living room, and I got to enjoy a bit of a fashion show. She tried on tops without putting on bottoms, running her fingers over her nipples to tease me. Then trying a few of the jeans on topless, making her tits bounce as she ‘had’ to jump a bit to get them on..

The lingerie she held up, but I’ve never known a woman to wear another woman’s lingerie. The only thing she did set to one side was a corset and a couple of long line bras. Then it came to the dresses ….

There were several NICE ones, all of them with neck lines low enough to prevent the use of a regular bra, which explained some of the interesting lingerie she sent. And NONE of them had any kind of lining or did anything to keep her nipples from popping out.

But the last one… “WOW!”

“You like?” she asked, twirling around making the short skirt flare out almost completely flat, everything below the waist on display. Picture the Marlin Monroe dress from the movie, but with a skirt that barely came down to mid thigh. The wide band around her middle and skimpy little halter strip around her neck barely wide enough to cover her tits, much less even tried to contain them.

I slid down from the couch to my knees and lifted her skirt to put my head under, brought my hands up the back of her thighs and pulled her to my face. Letting my nose bump her clit while I ran my tongue between her lips. “Mmmmmmm, I guess you do like this one…”

“YA THINK?….” I forgot our black girl was still here….

I slid back out from under the skirt, and stood up to give her a nice kiss while helping her out of the dress. “Seeing those dresses I know why she sent some of the lingerie along…”

“Yea, she said some of them would require something special if I wanted to wear anything under them. I almost wore this one to the banquet out in Reno…”

“I’m not sure how you decided between them you look so good in both…and out of them too!” I pulled her to me, my cock rising between her legs. “What’s in the box?”

She looked at me wide eyed, “What box?”

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“Oh, God. Another meeting.” That was my initial reaction when I looked at my afternoon schedule. Another boring discussion about where the company should be headed. As a mid level secretary, my opinions or suggestions were unimportant; my skills at recording all of the “shared information” would be the only reason I was included in the meeting at all.

I knew I would never make it through the afternoon without another cup of coffee. As I walked past my co-worker’s workstation, she reminded me that a new consultant was making a presentation at the meeting. “I better get a double espresso instead,” I thought.

I got into the conference room early, making sure I had a seat near an outlet in case my notebook battery failed. I could take notes by hand, but it was faster, and easier, to record notes on the electronic notebook. Besides, then I could hide behind the screen when I started to roll my eyes.

The team members started to fill in the seats at the conference table around me. We were all engaged in the usual small talk when Mr. Richards, our boss, walked into the room. He was accompanied by an attractive gentleman, who I had to assume was our “new consultant.”

Mr. Richards walked to the head of the table. “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you to meet Brad Matthews. He is going to help us with our group consolidation. He has some common sense ideas. So let’s give him our undivided attention, please.”

Everyone turned to look at “Brad”. “Well groomed,” I thought. “Neat. Organized. Somewhere in his mid to late 40’s, maybe. Married, 2.5 kids, drives a sedan.” I put him in the pigeonhole where guys like him belonged.

But then he started to talk. His voice was softer than I expected. “As Mr. Richards said, my name is Brad Matthews. Let me tell you a little about myself before we get started,” he said. “First off, I’d like to thank you for remembering to get me a cup of coffee.” As he said this, he reached over my right shoulder and picked up my coffee cup. He took a long sip, and as he turned to walk away, he looked at me and winked.

“Seriously?” I thought. “Who does this guy think he is?” I added “pompous asshole” to his pigeonhole.

I struggled to keep up with Brad’s presentation. Without my coffee, I was losing focus. And his voice was almost hypnotic. Finally, he wrapped it up, but asked me to stay behind so he could punctuate some of my notes with more detailed explanations. It was all I could do to keep from falling over on my keyboard.

After everyone else left the room he walked over behind my chair and leaned escort acıbadem over my right shoulder, replacing the coffee cup from where he had taken it earlier. But instead of standing back up, he remained leaning over me, his lips close to my ear. “Sorry about your coffee,” he whispered. “It just smelled so good, I couldn’t help myself.”

I turned toward him, and came face to face with the most incredible light brown eyes I had ever seen. “That’s okay,” I managed to croak as I looked back at my notebook.

“No, it’s not,” he answered. “At least let me take you somewhere to replace it. It’s the least I can do.”

He had to stop whispering in my ear. It was making me a little crazy. “It’s just coffee,” I said. I turned toward him again. He was still leaning over me, his face just inches away from mine. It was at that moment that I made the mistake of looking at his lips, then back up into his eyes.

He caught the glance, and he moved his left hand onto my shoulder. I could feel the warmth of his fingers through my blouse. I began to wonder what it would feel like to have those fingers exploring my flesh. My breathing was becoming shallower by the moment. “Meet me for a drink after work,” he suggested. “Even if it’s just coffee.”

A million scenarios began swimming through my head, all of them ending up in the same place. I couldn’t understand it. I just met this guy, and all of a sudden I’m having fantasies about him? What was happening? I kept thinking to myself, “It’s just coffee. It’s just coffee.” Like I could fool myself.

“Sure. That would be great,” I told him.

5:00 rolled around, and he appeared at my desk. My heart was pounding through my chest. I hadn’t felt so nervous since my senior prom, and that was a long, long time ago. He patiently waited while I finished clearing off my desk and locking up.

“So where to?” he asked.

“Well, if it’s just coffee, we could go over to the bookstore,” I offered.

So that’s where we ended up. Sitting together on a sofa in the back of the bookstore, sipping coffee. Talking. Getting to know each other. Making sure he wasn’t married. Or a serial killer. Or gay. All the important stuff.

Somehow we kept moving closer together. Even after the coffee was gone, we sat, talking. His voice began to hypnotize me again.

Especially when he leaned over and whispered, “I want to kiss you.”

I looked down and closed my eyes, trying to get my head to stop spinning. He reached over and brushed my hair back, escort dudullu and then his lips were there, gently nuzzling my neck. It felt so good, so deliciously arousing. He stopped, and took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. And then he kissed me, slowly, gently, like he had all the time in the world. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the heat that was spreading inside me. He trailed kisses back to my ear, and then, so softly, he said, “I want to make love to you. I want to touch you and kiss you and taste every inch of you.”

“Yes.” It was all I could say, and it came out in a whisper that could barely be heard. I was completely under his spell.

That was how I ended up in his bedroom. I don’t even remember getting there. He took off his clothes, and then he made me sit on the edge of the bed. He undressed me so slowly, with that same relaxed feeling like he had nothing but time. First he took off my blouse, and massaged my arms and back. Then he reached back and unhooked my bra. As he slid the straps off my shoulders, he kissed the path of each strap down my arms.

He knelt down on the floor in front of me and took my left breast in his hand, and took my nipple into his mouth, and nibbled and sucked until it was throbbing; and then he did the same thing to my right nipple. My fingers were tangled in his hair as he bit and sucked on my breasts, and I thrilled in watching him flick his tongue across me. I could feel how wet I was getting and I could only guess that he was getting hard as well.

He undid my belt and pushed me back on the bed to take off my pants. When I was naked there on his bed, he straddled his knees over me, and pushed me up so my feet were off the floor, too. Then he positioned himself over me and asked me to take his cock in my mouth. I flicked my tongue around the tip of his penis, and then I grasped him gently with my right hand and took him into my mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned as I sucked and teased him with my tongue; his pleasure made me want him even more.

He pulled away from me, and slid his body down over me. He slipped his legs between mine, forcing them apart. Leaning on his hands so he wouldn’t crush me, he bent down and kissed me again, forcing his tongue into my mouth, consuming me with his desire. I could feel his cock throbbing against me, and I began to writhe beneath him. His mouth traced light kisses all over me as he moved down my neck, my breasts, down my belly until he knelt between my legs. He maneuvered his arms under escort kavacık my thighs and lifted my sex to his mouth.

I had never felt anything like this before. It was as if he were kissing and licking and sucking me into unconsciousness. He slowed down and began to leisurely lick my pussy, his tongue plunging into me every now and then, punctuated by small bursts of air that he blew into me between strokes of his tongue. He moved his arms out from beneath me, and gently slid two, then three fingers of one hand inside of me. With his other hand, he spread the lips of my pussy and flicked his tongue across my clit. I couldn’t help thrusting my hips up into him as I began to slide into oblivion. I reached my hands down and buried my fingers into his hair as his tongue and fingers worked faster on me. I was grinding my hips into his mouth, harder and faster. I realized then that I was moaning, and saying, ‘Oh, God, yes, yes,” over and over, and getting louder and louder. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to cum in his mouth, NOW.

He knew I was close, and he thrust his fingers inside me as far as he could while his tongue whipped my clit. I looked down at him, between my legs with his fingers and tongue buried inside my pussy, and bit back a scream as I came, hard and fast.

I was shaking from the intensity of my orgasm, and still pulsing inside, when he withdrew his fingers and pulled away from me. “Get on your hands and knees,” he whispered. I rolled over and did as he asked.

He knelt behind me, and slipped his cock inside me. He moaned as he massaged his hands across my ass and then gripped my hips tightly. He started off in a slow rhythm, and then he thrust into me faster and faster. I could tell he was watching as his cock moved in and out of me.

As he began to whisper, “Yes, oh, yes,” I could feel another orgasm building inside me. I dropped my head, and as I did, he reached up and pulled my hair. He called out, “yes, yes, yes” in time with the thrusts of his cock. He buried himself as far into me as he could, and held me there as he came inside me. I could feel the heat of his cum, and the thought of it drove me over the edge again. I opened my mouth in a silent scream as I melted, on my hands and knees, with his cock still throbbing inside me.

Exhausted, I collapsed underneath him, and he fell to the bed with me, making sure that he didn’t slide out of me. He managed to move us onto our sides, and we stayed there, spooned like that, his arms wrapped around me, and started to fall asleep.

As I drifted off, I wondered how I was going to deal with this the next day. How I was going to be able to work in the same office as this guy, who turned out to be single, no kids, and drove a 4 x 4 pickup truck. He seemed to read my mind, because he softly whispered into my ear, “Don’t worry. It’s just coffee.” I snuggled closer to him and fell into a blissful sleep.

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Chapter 04.

Monday. The script writers report for work today. I show them the office they are sharing. I tell them to settle in. I tell them their initial salary is $50,000 with bonuses. I brief them on what we are doing here. I hand them the book and tell them to read it. This will be our first movie. The book title is “Find me, Tease me, Love me.” I tell them I’ve got another book but we haven’t finalized it yet. They should get started on the first story.

I get three phone calls this morning. Two women and one man looking for an interview. I go through the initial briefing about the sex tape and everyone agrees to it. I mention that the ladies will need to do anal. One of the women says no problem but the other says she’s never done anal and doesn’t want to try. I tell her the chance of a California producer choosing her without the anal scene is about the same as winning the Powerball lotto. I also tell her about my production company, that we can probably use her here and she’s interested. All say they will come in for the interview and audition tape.

We get Bruce Lawton set up for Tuesday afternoon at 2pm. Mary Shoemaker is the lady who has done anal before. She’s setup for 2pm Wednesday. June Jones is the non-anal lady and she’s set up for Thursday morning at 10am.

At 9 am, I finally meet Penny’s roommate and she’s a pretty hot brunette. She’s 5′ 8″ and maybe 120lbs. She got a great body, around 36C-24-36. I tell her again what the job entails and I tell her what I’ll pay her. She’s only making about $12,000 a year as a waitress. I tell her I’ll give her three times that much. She jumps at the chance. I ask if she wants to test for an actress job and she says she hasn’t decided yet. She ask me who she would have to fuck for the audition tape. When I tell her it would be me but Penny would also be doing the lesbian scene with her, she says she’s interested but still wants to think about it some more. She ask me if Penny tested and I tell her she did and we are dating and living together now. She’s surprised and hasn’t even realized that Penny has moved out of the apartment. She accepts the story finder job and I set her up with an office and laptop. I give her a copy of the first story and tell her this is what we are looking for. I also give her the job paperwork.

At 10am, Eve Thorton arrives for an interview. Penny is at my side in her robe on and naked underneath. Eve is intriguing. She’s a dark skin black woman who reminds me of Naomi Campbell, the supermodel. She’s really hot.

I decided to let Karen watch from the other room. I route the video feed of the overhead cameras to her laptop.

“Come in, Eve, have a seat on the couch. I’m Brad. This is my assistant and soon to be partner, Penny. She will test your lesbian skills. Now I told you what we are going to do this afternoon during and after the interview. I need to ask you again if you are fine with everything we talked about on the phone call.”

She smiles and says “Yes sir, I am so fine with everything you told me about and looking forward to it.” She looks at Penny and licks her lips. Hah!

“Great, Eve. I want you to strip for me. Make it a nice slow striptease but play to this camera on my desk.”

I say “I’m going to take some photos of you now. Keep dancing for me.” She keeps moving and I start snapping pictures. Damn, she’s smokin’. After a few minutes, I tell her to stop dancing and I say “Now I need some head shots of you. Give me some nice smiles……Very nice Eve.”

“Okay, sweetheart. I want you to turn toward the couch, bend at your waist and spread your butt cheeks apart. I want a good look at that sweet pussy and ass.” She does as I ask and I’m rock hard. She’s really hot. I take a couple of pictures escort çekmeköy of her female parts. Yum, they look delicious but that ass does look well used.

After I finish with the photo shoot, I tell her to have a seat and we’ll start the interview portion.

“So Eve, do you have a porn name yet?”

Eve says “I’m thinking Dark Eve.”

I say “Well, that’s interesting.”

She says “Thanks.”

“Age?”

“I’m 28.”

I ask her her measurements and she says “36D-26-38 and 5′ 10″ tall.”

I say “Weight?”

She says “135lbs.”

Her hair on her head and pussy is black. She’s well trimmed down below but not shaved. Not bad.

I say “Okay, let’s talk sexual experience. Give me a ballpark figure of the number of sex partners.”

She blushes and says “Thirty five to forty.”

I smile and say “Okay, you know what you are doing then. Any of them women?”

She smiles and says “Oh, yes, I’m bisexual. I’ve had maybe 5 female lovers.” She glances at Penny again.

I smile. “So, I’m assuming oral and vaginal sex, right?”

“Right.”

“What about anal?”

She says “Yes, of course.”

I say “Good, if you want to make it big in the porn business you know you have to do anal. The producers out in California probably won’t even consider you if you don’t do anal, especially anal on your audition tape.”

She smiles and says “No problem. Are you going to fuck my ass this afternoon, Brad.”

I say “Of course.”

She smiles and licks her lips and says “Great.”

I say “Well, you are very beautiful and have a hot body. I’d love to see you make it big.”

She smiles again and says “Thank you, Brad. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Dark Eve.”

“Have you had sex with multiple men at the same time or been in an orgy where you’ve sampled multiple men.”

She says “Yes. Threesomes, orgies, swinging.”

“What’s the maximum number of men at the same time?”

She blushes and says “I had a gangbang of five guys.”

“Wow!”

“I love doing multiple men. I love doing multiple women too.” She looks at Penny again and licks her lips again. I smile at Penny.

“Okay, how about kinky sex?”

She smiles and says “Yes. I love bondage sex. Very hot. I haven’t done anything else though. No spankings, whipping or anything like that.”

I say “Dark Eve, I like that your legs are somewhat open like that. I love to look at pussies so that’s hot.”

She smiles and opens her legs more.

I hand her a pen and a sheet of paper and tell her to write down her phone number and email address so I know how to contact her. She starts to write and when finished hands everything back to me.

“Thanks, Dark Eve. Okay, I want you to lean back, spread your legs out and start to masturbate while we strip. Play to this camera on my desk.”

She spreads her legs out, leans back and begins to play with herself. She’s watching me and Penny strip and when we’re both totally naked, she licks her lips. My penis is pretty hard. I can’t wait to get into that hot pussy but I’m wondering if she stretched or not. She can’t keep her eyes off of Penny. I remind her that the cameras are recording and to look at the one on my desk. She smiles, licks her lips again and looks into the camera on my desk.

I let her go for five minutes and I’m stroking myself for half that time. She’s still staring at Penny though. I whisper into Penny’s ear that I think she’s hot for her.

After five minutes, she’s moaning. I walk over and kneel down in front of her. I say “I’m going to see how your pussy tastes now and Penny is going to check out how well you eat pussy.”

I escort içerenköy remove her hand and stick my face into her pussy while Penny is climbing onto her face. I begin to lick her and she groans loudly. After a couple of minutes, she grabs her legs behind her knees and pulls them up so that she’s really open for me. She tastes pretty good but not as good as Penny. I reach up with both hands and begin to play with her hard nipples. She’s got great tits, well shaped. Penny is really working her face. I noticed that Eve has wrapped an arm around Penny’s waist and is making sure she doesn’t move away. That makes me smile. She’s definitely got a thing for Penny.

After a couple of minutes, I reach back down and open her pussy up a little more. I start to suck and lick her inner pussy lips. She groans “Oh, God!!” She starts to breathe like she’s having problems catching her breath. When I slip two fingers into her pussy, she says “Oh, fuck, yesssss!”

I finger-fuck her with special attention to the g-spot and a minute later she raises off the couch and screams as she begins to cum. As she’s still cumming, I move to her clit and suck it into my mouth and she screams and lifts off the couch again.

I start to flick her clit with my tongue and she screams again. “Holy shit!!!!” Penny finally has her first orgasm.

After Eve has cum for a couple of minutes, she pushes me away. She’s breathing really hard.

I stand up, take a step back, turn sideways so the camera on my desk can get a good view and say “Dark Eve, come suck my hard cock.” She smiles and slowly gets up off the couch to kneel in front of me. She grabs my rock hard cock and begins to lick the head. Soon my cock is buried in her mouth and she’s sucking the hell out of it. She’s not bad. She starts to fuck her mouth with it and then starts to deep-throat. She can suck a cock for sure. Soon I pull her up and tell her to lay down on the couch.

She lays down and spreads her legs out wide. She then pulls her knees up and looks up at me. I roll a condom on and slip into her. We both sigh when I hit bottom. She’s fairly loose though. I soon start to move in her and she starts to moan. After a minute or so, I begin to pound her good. Penny sits on her face again and starts to move. Eve hits another orgasm after two more minutes of fucking her hard and she continues to cum every couple of minutes. Penny is cumming over and over again. After three more orgasms for Dark Eve, I pull out. I tell her to get up, I want her on top for a while.

I sit on the couch and she climbs on. She starts to bounce up and down on my hard on. I start to play with those hard nipples again. I just love the color of her skin. I reach one hand down and start to rub her clit. She’s huge there, maybe over an inch long and so easy to find. It’s like a little penis.

She’s moaning constantly and lasts two more minutes and then she screams again as she begins another orgasm. She’s really clamping down on me but I’m not getting much friction. She’s not very tight even when she’s clamped down.

I tell her to get up and lean over the arm of the couch. I slip into her and start to fuck her doggie style. She hits another orgasm quickly. I’m still not close. I don’t think I can cum in this pussy. I begin to play with her anus then slip my thumb into her. She immediately screams and clamps down on me again. I grab the lube and lube her ass while I’m fucking her. After her next orgasm, I pull out and slam into her ass. At least it’s a bit tighter than her pussy. I fuck her ass for three minutes and tell her to turn around and kneel. She kneels and opens her mouth. I pull the condom off and start jacking off. I start to cum escort çakmak on her face. Five streams later, her face is a mess. I tell her it was an excellent sex tape and should make the California producers take notice.

I help her stand and I tell her to go through a door behind my desk to clean up.

Penny comes over and says she’s still horny. I smile and say “When she leaves, we’ll shower and then I’ll take care of you.” She smiles.

Eve cleans up and comes back about five minutes later. I tell her to sit down. I walk over and hand her a $100 bill. She says “Thanks, Brad. You didn’t say I’d get paid. This is great!”

I sit down at the desk and remotely stop the cameras. I look at her and say “You are really good especially the blowjob. I’ll get your tape ready and send it out by Friday. Just to let you know, we’ve started a production company right here. I’ll keep your number and if I have a part for you I’ll call. I’ll pay like most of the industry, by the sex act. You’ll get $200 for each pussy eaten and $500 for each cock sucked and fucked and anal sex is $1000 per penis in the ass. For the kinky stuff, it’s even little more depending on the act. Sound good?”

She smiles and says “Sounds good to me!.”

“I’m thinking maybe some bondage sex for you. We’ll have to see what kind of script we can come up with.”

“Great, Brad.”

“Okay, Eve. Get dressed and I’ll call if we need you. Also, if you run across a very good romance story with a lot of explicit sex, let me know. There’s a $1000 finder fee and if the female lead is black, we’ll cast you.”

“Ooooo, sounds good.”

She dresses, smiles and says goodbye.

Once she’s gone, Penny says “So why didn’t you offer her a contract?”

I say “Well, she’s gorgeous but she’s really loose in her pussy and her ass. Maybe if we run across someone with a huge cock, I’ll offer her a contract. I don’t particularly want to fuck her again.” I grab her between the legs and say, “I really like this pussy. It’s good and tight and attached to one of the loveliest women I’ve ever met.”

Penny smiles and blushes. She says “Let’s shower. I need that cock.”

I smile. I need that tight pussy too. We shower and I walk back into my office naked. Penny stays in the bathroom to do something. Soon she walks back out and over to me. She kneels and starts to get me harder. I’m already 3/4 hard so it’s not going to take long. This woman just turns me on. Penny gets me hard and I go down on her for a while. Soon she says “Fuck me, honey!”

I get up and slip into her. I notice she’s got the largest plug in her ass. I reach down and turn the vibrator function on. Penny screams. I start to pump into her hard.

She soon begins to cum hard and continues to cum. It’s almost like one continuous orgasm for her. That vibrator in her ass is really making her cum hard. After ten minutes of near continuous orgasms, Penny says she can’t go on. I pull out and turn the vibrator off. She’s lying there breathing hard. I cuddle up to her and caress her.

She looks at me and says “Sorry, honey. I just couldn’t go on. That vibrator is just too much for me. I was afraid of passing out.”

“No problem, babe.”

She slowly gets up and starts to get me off with her mouth.

After she’s finished, she swallows and smiles at me. She crawls up and French kisses me. “I’m very happy with my life since I met you, Brad. I love my job, I love fucking you and I’m falling in love with you.”

“Penny, I’ve never been in love so I don’t know if I’m falling for you or not. But I do know one thing, I’d much rather be with you than any other woman. And if you were to disappear suddenly, I think I would truly be miserable.”

She French kisses me again and we cuddle for a while. She says “That’s called love, silly.”

I think I have fallen for her. I definitely don’t want anyone else.

Later, I tell Penny I’m rescheduling her anal audition for Wednesday because she’s going to have to fuck Bruce Lawton tomorrow and I don’t want to wear her out.

To be continued…

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Liza lay sleeping. Her long red hair fanned across the pillow. Her body barely covered by the sheet. Even covered by the sheet Leon could see the swell of her large breasts. She smiled a little in her sleep and he wondered if she was thinking of the heated passion they shared the night before.

Leon didn’t want to wake her, but he was hard just from thinking about the passionate sex from the night before. He thought about kissing and how it was just not enough. They removed each others clothes, very quickly. He wanted to see her naked body. He wanted to feel her full breasts, to suck them. She wanted him just as much. She put her hand around his rock hard cock and he thought he would explode. She surprised him then by kneeling down in front of him.

Liza ran her tongue over her lips slightly and looked up at him. He moaned in anticipation. She lightly flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and he closed his eyes and ran his hands through her hair. Leon wanted to push his dick hard into her mouth but he let her lead. She opened her mouth and took the head into her mouth, her tongue moving seductively over the tip as she took him further into her mouth. He continued touching her hair, stroking her face and her shoulders as she continued to administer sweet torture. She took more of him. Slowly sliding her mouth down over his cock, caressing his balls and his legs and his backside as she sucked him, faster and faster, she sucked on his hard dick.

He knew he was close to cumming, but he didn’t want to…yet. He pulled her up and laid her back onto the bed. He lightly kissed her lips and slowly moved to her neck. Then he kissed her breasts, very slowly moving towards the nipple and finally taking her nipple into escort topkapı his mouth. He gently nibbled on her nipple and then switched to her other tit. She moaned as his teeth grazed her nipples and he grinned just a little because now he was doing sweet torture to her.

She twisted slightly as though trying to draw their bodies closer, but not quite yet. He moves lower and lightly licks her navel, and then lower…kissing and licking her inner thighs. Then he very slowly flicks his tongue over her clit. He takes great pleasure in the sharp intake of her breath. She slid just slightly back but he knows that she is enjoying him lapping and licking and sucking at her wet cunt. She spreads her legs just slightly allowing him better access to her sweetness. He slides his tongue further into her very hot wetness, and then faster as he tongue fucks her cunt. She moaned as he took her clit and sucked it into his mouth slightly. She twisted with the pleasure of being so close to her climax, but he stopped. He wanted to share that pleasure together. He rose above her and let the head of his now throbbing cock touch her wetness.

She looked right into his eyes. He wanted her to be sure. He could see in her eyes that she wanted him to fuck her as much he wanted to fuck her. He slid fully into her and enjoyed her very hot wet pussy swallowing the length of his cock. She brought her hips up slightly in welcome to his thrust. He drew out a little then rocked back in, but he was now in urgent need. He fucked her faster, and harder, slamming his rock hard dick into her pussy. She slid her nails up his back. He knew she was about to cum for him as her nails went just slightly deeper into his skin. escort güngören She arched her back and her eyes rolled back as she exploded. Leon thrust his hard cock once more into her wet pussy and exploded his hot cum into her already dripping wet cunt.

He lay exhausted on her and she smiled at him. He started to move his weight off her, but she held him close to her. That was only the first round of their very passionate night. Looking at her now while she slept and his cock getting harder…he was surprised that he had anything left in him, but he did. He wanted her again.

While he had drifted off in his thoughts she had rolled over. The bare skin of her ass was now exposed and the way one of her legs laid slightly off the edge gave him full view of her pussy. He wondered if he should wake her, cover her up, or just let her sleep as she was. Leon’s desire got the best of him and he slid his hand down her back ever so gently, down over her full rounded backside and finally to his surprise, her very wet pussy. He slid his index finger into her wetness and pulled it back out. She squirmed just a bit. He slid two fingers into her and took pleasure in stroking her velvety wetness. He thrust his fingers into her pussy a little faster and inserted a third finger. She was enjoying this. She was making sexy erotic noises in her sleep.

He withdrew his fingers from her pussy and she whimpered like something was wrong. Leon licked her pussy juice off his fingers and couldn’t wait any more. He moved over her and slid his cock into her pussy from behind. He didn’t go slowly this time…he moved like a man possessed. He pushed into her hard. The sudden invasion into her most intimate escort güneşli area jolted her awake. He couldn’t stop now even if he tried. Luckily she realized what was happening and liked it…a lot. She raided her buttocks up so that he could plunge into her deeper and harder. He wanted fast and hard this time. There were no kisses, no caresses, no tenderness…just raw SEX. There were no words, just grunts of animal passion as he slammed his cock harder and harder into her swollen wet pussy. It wasn’t enough though. As he slammed his dick in her pussy he eyed her as sticking up and wanted a piece of that ass.

They hadn’t talked about anal sex and he didn’t know if she would be for or against being fucked up the ass. He pulled his cock out of her wet pussy, and with no more than the wetness from her pussy juice, he placed the head of his dick near her ass hole. She whimpered in protest, but he didn’t stop. Leon pushed the head of his cock into her tight ass and Liza begged him not to because she never had before. He pushed the rest of his cock into her tight ass and once he felt the flexing of her muscles around his dick and knew she was relaxing he began to fuck her ass. He pumped his hard dick in her tight ass. New feelings washed over Liza and she began to push her ass into Leon’s every thrust. She began stroking her wet pussy while she got fucked up the ass for the first time. As his orgasm over took him, he made a guttural, animal like growl and with one more hard thrust he exploded into her just as she let out a series of whimpers as her body was racked with orgasm.

She collapsed face down on the bed, breathing hard and he lay next to her. He stroked her hair and rubbed her back not saying a word. Then he laid his head on the pillow and closed his eyes…not sleeping, just resting. She sat up and began to massage him. It was one of the best massages he had ever had. While she stroked his hair and gave him a massage, he drifted off into a very peaceful slumber. She smiles slightly…he wouldn’t be sleeping long…lol.

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