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It has started snowing, and the flakes fall gently downward so densely that it is hard to see the woods. The aroma of my coffee and the snow flick my heart and memory backwards in fast rewind to a day long ago, in a little port on the New England coast when it was snowing. For a change I was in the first liberty party of my ship, and I walked down the gangway in my dress blues and peacoat with all of the anticipation of a young sailor in a strange port on an adventure.

I wasn’t a “bar” guy. I didn’t drink and I didn’t want to see my shipmates drunk, so I didn’t go to the usual sailor dives. Instead I liked to wander in a new town and see what life was like in Connecticut in the winter.

After an hour of walking the streets and looking in Christmas decorated store windows I came to one of the old time diners that looked like it was made from the dining car of an old train. I went inside. An old gray man in a booth snorted in disapproval when I came in. Apparently he didn’t like young sailors on liberty in his town. I ignored him and went to the cup-worn counter and sat. After a few minutes a young woman came from the back. She smiled and asked me what I wanted and I told her coffee and a piece of apple pie. She served them, then went about her duties. I watched her young body move under the starched crispness of her waitress uniform as she worked. In a bit she returned with a coffeepot and refilled my cup. She made fresh coffee and the aroma filled the diner along with the smell of hamburgers and onions. “So how long you in town for?” She asked.

“Just the weekend, then we go south to Jacksonville.” I told her.

“Florida? I’d love to be going to Florida right now.” She said.

I shrugged. “One Navy base is the same as any other.”

“But the sunshine, and the warm weather. What kind of ship are you on?”

“A patrol boat. I’m Coast Guard.” I said.

She smiled. “Is that like the Navy?”

“We’re that hard nucleus of well-trained men that the Navy and Marine Corps form around in times of war and other national emergencies.” I quipped.

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

“Just kidding.”

She disappeared into the back for a long time, then came out with another piece of pie. “This one’s on me.” She said.

Some other customers came in and she served them and I ate my pie and drank my coffee and smoked a cigarette and she came back out after awhile and whispered “I get off in about fifteen minutes. If you want to wait you can walk me home.”

I waited.

Soon an older woman, dressed in the same kind of uniform, came in and brusquely walked to the back. The young waitress went in with her and I saw them talk for a few minutes, then she came out and smiled at me and sat on the stool and said “I’m ready when you are.”

The snow was deep enough to crunch under our feet as we walked along the sidewalk. Her name was Lucy. She was nineteen

and had hopes of someday going to school to learn how to be a beautician. She had moved out of her parents home when their drinking had become unbearable.

We passed the decorated store fronts again. “This is my favorite one.” She said, stopping in front of one that had toy trains rolling around a track that wended around dolls and sailboats and teddy bears and toy tea sets and Hopalong Cassidy cap guns in holsters. “It always makes me think of when I was a little girl.”

I opened my peacoat to get a cigarette out and she snaked her arm around my waist underneath it. She looked at me and blushed and smiled and lay her head against my arm. We walked on. I felt my heart pounding. I had never had this happen–this sudden interest by a girl. I looked down at her. She was pretty, and had auburn hair in which the snowflakes glistened. She smelled faintly of perfume and coffee and cigarette smoke and

hamburgers and onions. The street she led me down was in what looked like the warehouse section. We came to a doorway. “I live up there.” She said with apology in her tone. “It’s all I can afford on a waitress salary. Would you like to come up? I’ll make some coffee.”

The apartment was small; one big room with a bathroom off to one side, a kitchenette and a sofa that made into a bed. She took my coat and hung it in a wardrobe with hers and motioned to the sofa and she made coffee and sat down beside me to wait for it to brew. She turned on a radio that was playing Bing Crosby’s White Christmas. They didn’t have a lot of television in those days. “You can put your arm around me if you want.” She said.

I put my arm around her and she lay her head on my chest and I smelled her hair and I remembered San Juan. I had come in the service as an eighteen-year-old virgin. Sex was not allowed in those days. My first sexual experience was with a thirty-something hooker I met at the Texas Bar in San Juan; a “Cinco y

dos”, five for her, two for the room. It had been a very mechanical experience. She undressed, undressed me, inspected my cock, lay on the bed and waited. I was new to this, and I spent a few minutes lying between her legs looking at her there. She looked down at me in curiosity. avcılar escort bayan “What?” She asked.

“I’ve never seen one.” I said. “You’re very pretty there.”

“Ay, mi’jo, que querido.” She said, smiling. She let me look for a little while longer, until my urgent nature took over and I moved upward, kissed her breast and then with her help slid it in. It was over in seconds. She took the rubber and threw it away, rinsed herself out and lay with her head on my chest until the half-hour was up. I remember holding her and occasionally kissing the top of her head. After that night I didn’t have to worry about having money. If I was broke she would go for “love”.

I kissed the top of Lucy’s head and she looked up and smiled. “Wait here.” She went to the kitchenette and poured two cups of coffee. “Would you like some blackberry brandy in it?” She asked.

We sipped the coffee with blackberry brandy and listened to Perry Como sing “Walking in a Winter Wonderland”. She snuggled, and I knew where this would wind up, but wasn’t quite sure how to get it started. She didn’t wait for me to fumble around. “You can get fresh if you want to.” She said.

I let my hand wander to the softness of her breast under her uniform. The rigidity of my cock under my thirteen button blues didn’t escape her. She touched it and my heart raced.

Then she began to unbutton buttons. When she got the front flap out of the way she found my cock with her hand and pulled it out of the fly of my underwear and hissed softly. At that point I was a mindless wreck. When she leaned forward and kissed it, I nearly passed out.

“Do you have any rubbers?” She asked.

“One, but I’ve had it for months.” I answered.

“I have some.” She went to her purse and took some out, then turned the sofa into a bed, and then came to me to unzip the back of her uniform. I unzipped it and she shrugged it off and stood there in bra and slip. She let me take them off, then her panties, then she turned around and I nearly swooned at her small firm breasts, the pink nipples, the soft contours of her middle, the soft crinkly fur of her mons. She finished undressing me and took my hand and led me into the bathroom.

It was an old clawfoot tub with a circular shower curtain rack over it. She turned on the water and adjusted the temperature and I watched the two halves of her bottom part to reveal the inviting darkness of her most private parts. When the temperature was right we got in and she closed the curtain around us and we washed each other.

If I didn’t pay enough attention to one or the other of her favorite spots she would guide my hand there and make soft sounds as I scrubbed it. In turn, I had to stop her from washing my cock after only a few minutes. I didn’t want to come that soon. We spent maybe half an hour in the shower, washing and rinsing and washing and rinsing until we were scrubbed of all previous sin. We got out and dried each other, then she led me by the hand back to the sofa-bed, where I sat while she poured more coffee and brandy. I watched her go about this the same way I had watched her in the diner, except this time I didn’t have to undress her mentally. Her body was exactly as I had imagined it to be back then.

We sat side by side on the bed, our feet stretched out, drinking our coffee and listening to somebody singing “Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.” Huge snowflakes drifted past the window.

“Did you ever eat a girl?” She asked.

“No.” I answered. I had heard the other crewmembers talking of doing this, but I had never tried it.

“Would you do it to me?” She asked.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“Yes. My cousin did it.” She said.

“Your cousin?”

“He taught me a lot of things that I like.” She said.

“But your cousin?”

She grinned. “He’s very good looking, and very gentle. But he got married, so we don’t do anything anymore.” She giggled.

“Our parents left us alone together once. We played doctor. Then when we got older, we kept playing doctor.”

“And he… He ate you? Down there?”

“Yes.” She set her coffee down on the bedside table and opened the drawer and took out a book called “Sexual Positions for Newlyweds.” She opened it to some drawings of a man and a woman doing things. “We looked at this book. Then when he got married, he gave it to me.” She said. She thumbed through the pages until she found the picture captioned “Proper way to perform cunnilingus.” “We did this.” She said. Then she pointed to another captioned “Proper way to perform fellatio.” “And this.” She said with a giggle.

“And you want me to do that?” I asked.

“Yes. You do it to me and I’ll do it to you.” She said. “But don’t come in my mouth.”

I finished my coffee and felt myself blush as I set the cup aside. I looked at her and her eyes went dark as the irises grew

to black holes. Her lips parted slightly and I could hear her breathe. I moved down between her legs and looked at her pussy.

It was barely covered with soft hair, and I could easily see her two outer mecidiyeköy escort bayan lips, and the pink ridge of her inner parts peeking coyly between them. I spread the lips apart and she gasped softly, then I steeled myself and lowered my face.

She made a sound like she had been scalded when I touched my mouth to it. I looked up quickly. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, keep going.” She said.

I looked down again. I could smell the young woman and soap smell of her, and her clitoris and inner lips glistened with moisture. I lowered my face again and tentatively touched my tongue to it, then took her clitoris into my mouth and sucked on it as if it were a nipple. She moaned and lifted her hips and ground her pubic bone against my face and looked down at me with eyes that saw through me and breath that came in rasping gasps.

Suddenly she pulled my face away with both hands in my hair.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“No. It’s just that I… I’ve never come that way before.” She said.

“Do you want to? I’ll keep it up if you want to.”

“Not yet. Let me do it to you once.” She said.

We switched places and she looked up at me with a blushing smile and held my cock in her fingers and that alone was the most delicious feeling I’d ever had, then she lowered her face and for the first time in my life I felt a mouth take my cock into it. She sucked on the tip for a few seconds, then lowered her face until it was nearly all the way in her face and I was amazed that she didn’t gag on it. “I’m going to come if you keep it up.” I said.

She grinned around it and pulled away with a slurping sound like she was eating an all-day sucker or an ice cream cone and grinned. “Do you like it?”

“A lot.” I said.

She moved back up the bed beside me and opened the book again and found a drawing of the woman on top of the guy and said “Can we try this?”

“If you want.”

She tore open one of the rubber packs and unrolled it on to my cock and then straddled me and guided it into her. It was different from the time in San Juan. That woman was not moist and slippery; Lucy was. My cock slid right into her and she moaned and touched around it with her fingers and then lay forward on me and held me tight. “You can come if you want.” She said. She shoved her hand down between us and I felt her fingers moving rapidly down there. “This is my favorite.” She breathed in my ear.

I held her bottom and my finger inadvertently touched her sphincter muscle and she mewled softly. I explored it and she began to breathe even harder, and my own body took over and I arched my hips upward into her and pressed on the little puckered button of her bottom and then everything was out of my control. “I’m coming.” I said.

“Me too.” She said, and she worked her hips and bottom against me and my heart kicked into orgasm mode and I came and came. I could feel her heartbeat at the very instant it went

orgasmic and it pounded throughout her body.

It lasted for what seemed like hours, maybe even years, and then it slowed and slowed and finally stopped. She breathed heavily into my ear and I put my arms around her and held her in place and my cock grew impatient with my efforts to keep it involved and finally just dropped out and lay in a latex coated wad. She rolled off of me and looked at it, then took the rubber and flushed it down the toilet. She returned with a warm washcloth and wiped me off and it felt so very good. Then she lay beside me and kissed me and we listened to “Santa Clause is Coming to Town” by Gene Autry.

“We came together.” She said, snuggling into my arm again. “That’s supposed to be good. Like our souls got all mixed in with each other.”

“Can they do that?” I asked.

“Sex isn’t just about the body.” She said. “Our souls can have sex, too.”

“How?”

“Well…” She drew imaginary pictures with her hand as she explained. “Just imagine that we are together flying in the room and we are naked and we are making love. We swirl around, except instead of just putting your thing in me, your whole soul goes into mine and now we’re like one soul, except I got you inside of me and you got me inside of you.” She giggled. “And when we come, we can each feel it from the inside out, like I can feel what you feel when you come, and you can feel what I feel when I come.”

Funny thing is that I could see what she was talking about, and could see us floating around the room inside each other and coming and feeling each other’s way of coming.

After she explained it she lay still for awhile, then moved her head downward and took my flaccid cock into her mouth and sucked on it and it grew hard again.

“Can you come again, yet?” She asked.

“Not yet I don’t think.” I said.

She let my cock flop out of her mouth and snuggled back on my arm with her head on my chest. “Let’s sleep awhile, and then maybe we can do it again.”

It was dark outside when I woke again. She was frying eggs.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Just ten o’clock.” She said. ataşehir escort bayan “I thought you might be hungry. Egg sandwiches are easiest.”

I watched her as she cooked and wondered it this was what married life was really supposed to be like, where she is naked all the time and so am I. I decided that if I ever got married it would be to someone like Lucy, who liked to be naked, because I liked to look at her naked.

She brought the sandwiches to the bed and we listened to “Oh Come all ye Faithful” while we ate. She giggled. “What?” I asked.

“Oh come all ye faithful.” She said. “Are you ready to come again?”

“I will be when I finish this.” I said.

She pulled the book on her lap and we looked at it as we ate. “I want to try this and this.” She said. The first one was “The 69 Position.” And the second was “Doggy Style.”

I decided that the 69 position wasn’t as entertaining as it looked. It divided my attention. It was fascinating to have that view of her, though. She was above me, sucking heavily on my cock, and I was licking her pussy, and in that position I had a good view of her anus. I had never really seen a girl’s anus. It seemed to look feminine and delicate. I could smell a faint onion-sweat smell around it. It wasn’t at all distasteful. I spread her cheeks and she let my cock out of her mouth. “Are you looking at my ass?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“Ohh.” She said softly. She got up and found another rubber and put it on me. “Do it doggy style.” She said. “And look at my ass.”

I knelt behind her and slid my cock in and felt again the warmth of her insides. I spread her ass and looked at her anus and she moaned. “Do you like me to look there?” I asked.

“Yes.” She moaned. “It makes me feel so… So wicked. Put a finger in. But just a little bit.”

I put a finger into it and felt how hot she felt in there and the image of my finger going into that little aperture drove me to new heights of arousal. “Now I’m going to come.” I said.

She reached down and I felt her fingers move, first around my cock, then she began to work her clitoris brusquely with her hand and again we came, only this time I was a little ahead of her. I felt her anus alternately clasp and unclasp my finger as she came. When it had passed she lowered her body, pulling away from both my cock and my finger. “Go wash your hand now.” She said.

She was even more affectionate when I returned to the bed. She kissed me over and over again on the side of my face, my shoulders, my neck and finally my mouth.

“When do you have to go back to your ship?” She asked.

“Not until Sunday night.” I said.

“So we have all of tomorrow and most of Sunday?”

“When do you have to work again?”

“Monday.”

“If you want.” I said.

“This is too fun to stop.” She said.

“I have to take a… I have to pee.” I said.

She followed me into the bathroom. “Can I hold it?” She asked. She stood behind me with her chin on my shoulder and tried to guide my cock as I urinated. She missed at first, and finally got it aimed in the right irection. “Now I have to go, too.” She said. She wiped up the missed spot with a wad of toilet paper and sat down with her legs open. “Want to watch me pee?”

I watched as the yellow water drained from her and she giggled. “Nobody ever watched me pee before.” She said.

“Do you like it?”

“I like being naked. I like having you look at me.” She said.

“Not if you do number two.” I said.

“No. Not that.”

We knelt on a trunk she had beneath the window and she opened the shades and we felt sinfully nakedly exposed to the world, though no one was out there. The snow glistened in the street lights and we made ice crystals on the glass with our breath. She wrapped her arms around mine and kissed my shoulder. “Will you… Will you eat me again?” She asked.

“You peed. You have to wash it first.” I said.

“Come on, we’ll take another shower and you can wash it.”

I ate her until my tongue was sore, and she in turn sucked me. I grew hard, but I knew it would be a long time before I could come again. I told her so.

“So you can’t come right now?”

“No.”

She blushed, then giggled. “Want to put it in without a rubber?”

“Yes.” I answered.

She pushed me over on my back and straddled me and watched as it went into her. It was my first time without a rubber and it felt entirely different. She was slippery wet and hot and soft and I thought I could even feel the pink of her. She probed around the edges of her vagina where my cock stretched them slightly, then rubbed her clitoris for awhile, then lay forward with her fingers working on her. “Can you come again?” I asked.

“Maybe.” She breathed. She took a piece of skin gently between her teeth and worked her fingers and I reached down and found her anus again and pressed on it and she moaned and humped and worked and I actually felt her build a come inside herself. She huffed harder, worked until I felt sweat on the side of her face and then she yelped and whined and made a soft howl as it swept through her heartbeat thumped against my chest as she came. She drew it out for as long as possible, working her hips, her fingers, her mouth, her breathing. As she slowed, then slowed, then slowed she relaxed and lay still with my hard cock in her. I kissed the sweat-wet hair on her temple. “How was it?” I asked.

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Description: Allan is chosen by a goddess to save the shortstacks of another world.

Author’s note: Unlike my other stories, this one does not contain any erotic transformations. This is a slow burn isekai harem romance with shortstacks. Each chapter will contain romance and at least one sex scene. If any of that offends you or you are under 18 years old, do not read this. All the characters in erotic situations in this story are over 18 years old.

Inspired by the Shortstack Girlfriend Genie choose your own adventure by Penn_Dragon.

Chapter 1: Delving With Dwarves

Stolna, paladin of Shorsena, was in trouble. She had ventured into the deep mines to find a group of young initiates who had gone missing from the temple. The mines were dangerous, but dwarves were hardy folk, and did not shy away from danger. She was certain she could find the children before they got hurt.

Then she got surrounded by shadow wolves.

Stolna was a trained fighter, and managed to kill more than a few with her mighty hammer, but there were too many of them. She raised her hammer high and called upon the name of Shorsena before slamming her hammer to the ground. Holy fire spread in a ring from her, burning the wolves. A couple more dropped dead, but still more came. She deflected some with her shield and broke the skulls of a few more with her hammer, but one finally got a lucky shot on her leg, limiting her mobility. Then one grabbed her hammer arm. Its teeth didn’t penetrate her bracers, but its jaws crushed the bones in her arm. She cried out as her hammer dropped from her limp fingers. She managed to break its neck with her shield, but without her weapon, the wolves gained initiative. They circled her, grabbing any part of her they could. She screamed as their black teeth pierced her flesh.

But a dwarf does not go down so easily. She smashed as many as she could with her shield, and whipped the wolf gripping her broken arm around as a makeshift flail.

All this only bought her a few more seconds. She was strong, but there were too many wolves. In the time it took her to attack one wolf, five others would strike. Where their teeth broke her skin, their shadows penetrated her muscles, filling her with darkness and cold. She felt her limbs slow and weaken. Soon she would be filled with shadow and unable to move.

Stolna, paladin of Shorsena, knew she was about to die.

In a final act of desperation, she cried “Shorsena, guardian of the small, save me!” but she did not think it would do her any good. Despite having paladins like Stolna, Shorsena was a fertility goddess, not a goddess of war. It was said she could save the desperate, but those whom she saved were taken from this world no one could say where. Stolna did not want to leave the children unrescued, but there was nothing more she could do. She hoped that if Shorsena took her, it would be somewhere she could make a difference.

Stolna heard music. She looked up and saw a light in the distance. It wasn’t another dwarf, like she might have hoped; dwarves didn’t need lights in the mines. Was this the goddess come to take her away? This music did not sound like heavenly harps and choirs, it sounded like a … lute? Who would bring a lute into a mine? Rather than the light melodies Stolna might have expected played by celestial hands, the music was a series of harsh, sharp, discordant chords. Stolna wasn’t an expert in musical expression, but there was an emotion in these chords. No, she realized, not an emotion, a threat. The music, if it was music, said “Be afraid. Run, or you will die.” If Stolna weren’t a dwarf, with a steadfast heart, she might have wanted to run, even with her torn leg tendons.

The music got louder and the light got brighter, and Stolna realized that the wolves had stopped and become silent. They weren’t growling, marking, or howling, and they had stopped attacking her. Another couple of chopped chords and the wolves gripping her let go. They were all fixated upon the light. The music grew in volume and intensity, and the wolves all ran away as a pack.

After the wolves ran away, the music played a bit longer, then stopped. Stolna stared at the light as it approached. Eventually she could make out the shape of the person holding it. They were tall.

It was a man.

A human man.

He held a bead of light in one hand and some kind of lute in the other. He was dressed in well-fitting traveler’s clothes.

And he was in the mine. A human in the mines could mean nothing good. There was no way he got here by himself, which meant there had to be more somewhere. Stolna tried to back away from the man as he approached, but her muscles betrayed her.

“Are you all right?” he asked her. His face and words radiated concern, but she wouldn’t trust him so quickly. How had he ensorcelled the wolves? Anyone who could command monsters so easily was too powerful to not be wary around.

“Stay back, human!” she commanded.

He stopped and crouched down. He peered at her kadıköy escort bayan trail of blood in the dirt. “That doesn’t look good,” he said. “Here, let me try something.” He tucked the light into his mouth, which cast ominous shadows on his face. He pulled a small book out of his pocket and flipped through it. When he found the page he wanted, he set the book on the ground. Then he knelt before the book and began to play a song on his lute.

“What are you…” she began, but then she felt warmth spreading through her body. The cold darkness of the shadow wolves receded from her blood. She could feel her wounds knit together. Her tendons repaired and she could move her leg again. With a crack, the bones in her arm snapped back together. She opened and closed her hand, marveling at the lack of pain. In less than a minute, he had completely healed her body.

The human stopped playing and pulled the light from his mouth. “Did it work?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she breathed in wonder. She looked at him. “How? How did you do that?”

“Minuet of Healing,” he said, pointing at the book. “Good. I’m glad it worked. I’ve never done that before.”

Stolna looked at him, aghast. “That doesn’t explain anything! How did you do that?”

He looked surprised. “Well, I have this book of magic songs, and that one is called the Minuet of Healing. Did I play it wrong?” He peered at the book, as if looking for a mistake.

Stolna stood up and grabbed the front of the human’s tunic. She lifted him to his feet and shoved him against a wall. Like most humans, he was taller than her, at least five feet tall. Stolna barely came up to his chest. He dropped his lute and held up his hands in a placating gesture.

“Don’t play games with me human,” she spat, “I have had a long and trying day, and I refuse to believe that you just scared away wolves and healed my entire body with music, when everyone knows that songs can only heal bruises and paper cuts! Who are you and why are you in this mine!”

“I don’t mean to play games,” he said, “I swear. My name is Allan, and this is going to sound crazy, but I think I was sent by the goddess to save you!”

“Oh yeah?” she said, not releasing her grip, “which goddess?”

“Um, Shorsey, Shirley, Shirza? Sorry,” he said, “I just met her, and I’m bad with names.”

“Shorsena?” she prompted.

“Yeah,” he said, “Shorsena. She said she was sending me to someone who needed help. And I found you.”

Stolna looked at the arm she was using to pin him to the wall, the one he had healed. She remembered calling on Shorsena, then immediately seeing the human’s light and hearing his music. Had Shorsena really sent a human? Humans had their own gods, why would one serve the god of smaller folk?

She let him go and backed up. “All right,” she said, “I’ll trust you for now, but I’ll get the entire story out of you later. For now, there are lost children that need our help. But stay close to me: humans aren’t allowed in these mines.”

It wasn’t long before they found the children. They were huddled together in the dark, crying. Apparently they had lost their way. Stolna couldn’t get them to stand up and move. Then the human, Allan, handed her the light and asked her to let him try something. He started strumming his lute and singing a song. It was a simple song about a fox stealing chickens from a farmer, but it had the children enthralled. They stopped crying and were even smiling by the end.

Stolna used the opportunity to examine the light Allan had handed her. As she’d thought, it was a magic gem of some sort, but she couldn’t place the type. As a dwarf, she had a passing knowledge of minerals, but this eluded her.

When Allan finished his song, the children had calmed down enough that she and him were able to take them by the hand and guide them out of the mines. When they reached Bluerock city, Allan attracted attention, standing heads and shoulders above most of the population, and holding the hands of two laughing children.

Stolna knocked on Allan’s door. After they returned to the temple, they returned the initiates to their tutor for discipline and Stolna found Allan accommodations in the guest rooms. Then she had reported to the High Priestess before returning to her room to wash off. While she was covered in blood, no hints of scars remained from her recent ordeal. After bathing, she dressed in more comfortable clothes and braided her long blonde hair. Then she gathered a tray of food and took it to Allan’s room. Now that things had calmed down, she was going to get his story.

“Come in,” he called.

She opened the door and found him wearing a bathrobe. It was sized for a dwarf, and while Allan was taller than any dwarf, he was also much thinner, so it evened out.

“Sorry for my appearance,” he said, “I only have one set of clothes and they took them away to be cleaned.” His clothes, which were bright colors, were almost completely brown after a few only a few hours ümraniye escort bayan in the mines.

“That’s quite alright,” she said. She gestured with the tray, “I brought you some food.”

“Thank you,” he said, “I was famished.” He took the tray and set it on the table. He sat on the chair, which was too short for him, so his long legs stuck out. He cut off a piece of cheese and bread and started to eat.

Stolna realized that he was staring at her. “What is it?” she asked.

“Nothing,” he said, “just that you look so different out of your armor. I couldn’t see your pretty blue eyes or your long blonde hair beneath that helmet, for example.”

Stolna hoped she wasn’t blushing. “Well, it’s only natural to wear armor into battle,” she said. “Not everyone ventures into danger armed only with a lute.”

“Of course,” he said.

“I think,” she said, changing the subject, “that it’s time you told me your complete story.”

He nodded his head. He took a sip of water. “I suppose I owe you that,” he said, “though it’s going to be hard to believe.”

“I’ve seen you do two impossible things today,” she said, “try me.”

He nodded again. “Well, for starters, I’m from another world.”

She nodded her head. “Right,” she said.

“You believe me?”

“I’m starting to,” she said. “It’s unlikely, but so far it’s the only explanation that makes sense. Continue.”

“So, the first thing to understand,” he said, “is that there is no magic in my world. None. Also, no races besides humans. No dwarves, halflings, goblins, or gnomes. Just humans.”

She shook her head. “How strange,” she remarked.

“To you, I’m sure,” he said, “but that’s normal for me. So imagine my surprise when one day I happen upon a genie.”

“I thought there was no magic in your world,” she said.

“There isn’t,” he replied, “that’s why I was surprised. She called herself the ‘Shortstack Girlfriend Genie,’ and offered to get me any kind of girlfriend I liked, so long as she was a shortstack.”

“What’s a shortstack?” Stolna asked.

Allan hesitated. “They’re, um, women who are, um, short, and um, beautiful.” He didn’t meet her gaze.

Stolna suspected he was embarrassed about something, but gestured for him to continue.

“Anyways,” he continued, “she was offering dwarves, halflings, gnomes, goblins, beings that are only in stories and legends in our world. I asked if she created them with my wish, and she said that she brought them from another world. I asked why they wanted to come to our world, and she told me that they had reasons for wanting to leave. Then I asked if they were in trouble. She didn’t answer, but I could tell that they were. I asked if they were in trouble why she couldn’t just bring all of them over. Then she revealed that she could only bring one over when one of them wished to be saved, and someone in our world wanted one of them to love, that was how her power worked.

“Then I, having grown up on too many hero stories, asked her if instead I could go the other way, and come to the other world so I could save more than one. Well, it turned out she liked that. She didn’t like that I didn’t have any fighting skills. When she found out I was a musician, well, she said she could work with that.

“Then she asked me directly if I wanted to be her representative and save the shortstacks of another world. I said yes. So she took my hand, and pulled me into a world of white. And suddenly, I wasn’t looking at a genie anymore, I was looking at a goddess.”

Stolna gasped. “You actually saw the goddess Shorsena?”

Allan nodded. “I did.”

Stolna wanted to ask a million questions right there, but settled on one. “What did she look like?”

Allan smiled. “Glorious beyond description. She was short,” he held his hand about three feet off the ground, “but felt bigger. You know how some people feel bigger than their real size? She felt like she was bigger than the world. And she shined like the sun.”

Stolna didn’t realize that her mouth had fallen open.

Allan continued. “She gave me that mandolin and this book.” He gestured at a book on the table labeled simply Songs of Magic. “She told me to quickly learn the ‘Chords of Fear,’ so I did, and then she dropped me in darkness with that light gem. And then I found you.”

Stolna took a moment to process what she had heard. It sounded impossible, but everything fit. “You’re an apostle of the goddess,” she whispered.

“I mean,” he said, “I guess? Do you believe me?”

Instead of answering, she took the still glowing gem out of her pocket and placed it on the table between them.

“Oh!” Allan exclaimed, “I was wondering where that went.”

“Do you know what this is?” she asked, pointing at it.

Allan shrugged. “Some kind of magical gem. I don’t know anything about magic.”

She nodded. “I took this to be examined, and our High Priestess confirmed it. This is a god stone, specifically a Shorsena’s Stone.”

“So maltepe escort bayan it’s unique to this goddess?” Allan asked.

She nodded her head. “Exactly. Also, gods only give their stones to their most trusted servants. There is no way you would have this if you were not her apostle.”

“Ah,” he said. “Well, that makes sense then.”

“There’s one more thing,” she said. God stones have unique abilities depending on the god that issued them. Shorsena is a goddess of love and fertility. Her stones light up when the bearer has … met their soulmate.” She looked away from him and blushed.

Allan was about to pick up the gem and paused. He looked up at her. “Soulmate?” he asked.

Stolna nodded. “Yes,” she whispered.

“Then the fact that it’s lighting up between us means that you and I are…”

She lifted her head and met his brown eyes with her blue ones. “Yes,” she said, “the goddess is telling us that we are soulmates.”

There wasn’t much else to explain. Stolna was a life-long worshiper of Shorsena and trusted her completely. If Shorsena said Allan was her soulmate, she believed it. Allan had never believed in gods one way or another before coming to this world, but he had chosen to be her apostle, And to him that meant trusting her. Based on his logic, who would make a better matchmaker than a goddess of love?

They decided to get married. Allan had a mission to save as many followers of Shorsena as he could, and Stolna pledged to help him.

They took a week to make preparations, during which Stolna’s armor was repaired, and Allan was given a crash course in Shorsena theology, the world in general, and in Stolna’s life story. Stolna’s family were sent for. They weren’t comfortable with their daughter marrying a human, but they were devout followers of Shorsena, and when they saw the goddess stone, they accepted the wedding as the will of their goddess.

The High Priestess married them herself, and was honored to officiate the wedding between a faithful member of her order and the apostle of her goddess. After the wedding, Allan found himself stuffed with dwarvish cooking, which was spicier than he expected. Then he was led through various cultural dances. He took the opportunity to learn some local music, as well as entertaining the guests with his music. Stolna was particularly moved when he sang a song to her inviting her to be his love.

Then came the wedding night. As a married woman, Stolna could no longer live in the acolyte dorms, so her belongings were moved to Allan’s room in the guest’s quarters.

They entered the room together, then looked at each other awkwardly. Allan was dressed in the colorful clothes Shorsena had given him, since he had no others and there were no human-sized clothes to be found in a dwarf town. Stolna wore a blue dress with green embroidery. Her long blonde hair was done up in an intricate braid with ribbons woven in.

“Well, here we are,” Allan said.

“Yep,” she replied.

“You look very pretty in that dress,” he said, “it suits you.”

Stolna blushed, which was very apparent on her fair skin. “You’re probably used to taller women, though.” Stolna was 4′ 1″, which was a normal height for a dwarf, but Allan towered over her.

“Short girls are cute,” he said, “and I’m not that tall.”

She looked up, sharply, “what do you mean? You’re the tallest person I’ve ever met!”

“Five foot seven is slightly below average in my country” he admitted.

“Oh,” she said, “well, you’re probably used to thinner girls.” While she was so much shorter than Allan, she was broader. Her shoulders were wider than his, and her arms were as thick as his thighs.

“I’ll admit that I’ve never seen a woman with such big muscles as you,” he said, “but you’re still beautiful. And what about me? I bet you’re used to much stronger men. I probably look like a twig to you.”

“No,” she protested, “you’re handsome.” She blushed and covered her face with her hands.

Allan chuckled. “There we have it. You’re beautiful and I’m handsome. I guess we match.” He sat down on the bed. “Do you want to join me?” he asked, patting the bed next to him.

Stolna sat next to him on the bed and looked up at him. She could not get over how tall he was.

“Stop me if we’re going too fast for you,” he said, “I want you to be comfortable.”

She nodded her head.

He leaned over and kissed her, first on the forehead, then he tilted her head back and kissed her on the lips. Her heart raced with her first kiss. He pulled back, but she grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him back down. She kissed him harder. He was powerless to resist. Finally she let him go and he pulled back, gasping.

Allan rubbed his lips. “Wow,” he breathed.

She held him close and looked into his eyes, biting her lip. “I don’t want to wait any longer,” she said. She turned around, putting her back to him. “Help me with these buttons.”

Allan’s deft fingers made quick work of the back of her dress. As she shimmied out of it, he slipped out of his tunic and untied the top of his shirt before taking it off. When he finished pulling the shirt off, he saw his wife hesitating. “What’s the matter?” he asked.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’ve been hiding something from you.”

“What is it?” he asked, concerned.

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My name is Jack, and man I have a wild story! Let me give you a brief back story before I begin to take you down my latest sexual journey. My girlfriend Kelly, well more like long distance girlfriend because I recently had to move due to my job changing location. See, we never lived together and she let me fuck basically any girl I wanted. She usually got all of my bedroom attention though because I worked alot of hours. She was great at everything and I should’ve just claimed her but we had a good thing going.

Anyways, I moved so quickly that she couldn’t afford to quit her job and go with me. We did talk though on the phone and computer, usually late nights ending with intimate sex chats. One night, she told me she rented a porno and they gave her an all lesbian one by mistake. I asked her if she was going to watch it anyways, to which her response was a hell yes. I asked her if there were any strapons and she decided to check it out for me.

A few minutes later and she informed me yes. I told her that it was hot when two women could get off like that, even betting her that the one being the man was probably cumming her pants. She got quiet for a few moments, all I could hear was some of her video playing in the background. Suddenly she says, “Holy shit, I’d eat that!” I didn’t know what was happening or exactly the scenario she saw but she tells me all of a sudden what she wants for Christmas.

I laughed and said, “A strapon, really?!” She laughed back that I sounded too overly excited. I told her that if she was serious, Santa wouldn’t necessarily have to wait until Christmas. We were planning on getting together soon and I knew now a gift that I could give her.

The conversation kept going about the porn that she was apparently still watching. She told me that she could see herself fucking another girl like that and the same in return, but she would have to have the real thing. I told her that what she said made my cock beg for attention and started stroking it.

I told her that I would love to watch her plow into another woman. I described how my cock was already throbbing so hard that it felt like it was going to split. I said, “You bending some bitch over and making her moan while your hammering into her, God that would fuel both of our desires. I think it would be so intense!” She told me she agreed and had started fingering herself.

I explained, “I’m going to sit in the corner and jack off like I am right now.”

She started breathing harder.

“When you see me with my dick getting hard by watching you, you will start fucking her harder, making her juices flow down her leg.”

“More,” moaned Kelly.

“Your pussy is going to start throbbing and your going to squirt while you pump her ferociously. You both will come at the same time and beg me to bring this big hard cock over when you get your breath back.”

Kelly came on cue and I did too. She told me that she just had one of the best orgasms that she can remember. I was so turned on by this that my dick didn’t go limp. I told her I still had a nut and she said she promised to take care of it next time she sees me when she comes to visit. I really wanted to take care of myself again but something told me just to edge it.

PART 2

I woke up the next day with a massive hard-on that was feeling very sensitive. It tingled to the point of almost hurting and made me stiff all morning getting ready for work. I didn’t have time to rub one out so I just left him be and went along my day.

I had been at my new job for about 4 months and had gotten to know my duties and my co-workers a bit. One lady, no I’ll just say cougar, named Tanya worked right beside me every day. We had gotten to know all about each other’s lives through all day conversations.

She knew I had a long distance relationship and compared it to internet dating. She had a great sense of humor and we joked back and forth from day one. She even made comment once about how it feels to have a virtual hand job from cyber space. I would respond back, well..call it flirting, “that i heard cougars give paw jobs that are amazing.” She would blush but always insist I was too young for her.

There was only a thirteen year difference between us so it wasn’t totally unbelievable, still she would scoff at the idea of me being her cub. Sometimes, we worked twelve to sixteen hrs, six and seven days a week, so naturally our convos would taper around sex quite often. It was like a challenge to see who could get the other one’s goad that day. Needless to say she always got the upper hand, creating some sexual tension for me, on top of what I already had.

Anyways this morning my cock would not stop, I could not control him. She must have noticed too because she didn’t talk much that day, but I caught her staring once in a while. I must admit that catching her eyes wonder like they did really didn’t help my cause.

I started to think about how to approach her and nerves suddenly izmit escort bayan started kicking in. Not the good kind of nerves that feed off of adrenaline either but the kind of nerves that emit from fear. As I contemplated on what to say or how to approach her, my composure sank, worries of rejection and humility took its place. Did I fear her dominance, no…at this point I think I rather welcomed it.

I must’ve been too busy being concerned that my hard-on quickly went away and sadness was the look on my face. I didn’t realize it at the time but I was starting to feel intimidated by this lovely cougar before me. There really wasn’t anything for me to be shy over, she had said filthier things to me than I ever came up with for her.

She recognized my change in demeanor and came over to ask me if I was ok. I said that I was conflicted and didn’t know how to say it. She asked me not to be a wimp and just say it. I looked down at her feet then back up to her eyes, finally I just took a deep breath and said it.

“My girlfriend wants to have a threesome with me, she wants me to buy her a strapon, and I want to watch her fuck your brains out even if all I can do is watch.” There it was out, now all I could do is wait to get my usual rejection.

She looked down at my cock, half starting to swell again. She told me she knew I was serious because my cock had been hard all morning and she would giggle to herself when she thought I wasn’t looking. She also knew I caught her and laughed at my nervousness. She licked her lips, still staring at my cock, and told me she giggles when she cums. Then she let out another playful giggle.

I was stunned once again by this lavish cougar standing right before me. She tells me that she’s always wanted to fuck a woman just one time, like a man, but never had anything near that experience. I asked her if she had ever been with a woman before. She said no, not even an interest in having her pussy ate by one, but maybe now….might consider it with the right circumstances.

She said, “Fuck it cubby boy, you want to see me get fucked by your girlfriend and then watch her eat my drippy wet pussy? Show me how swollen your cock is right now.” She looks around as she tells me to go ahead the coast is clear.

Like some kind of spell put over me, I dropped trouser without any hesitation whatsoever. Not even a concern to double check to see if she was lying. There I stood exposing myself without trepidation of getting fired or losing my livelihood over such a trivial action.

She only made one comment, “Damn.” How was I supposed to take that. I looked flush. She knew it, she had my goad for the day. She asked me when my internet handjob was planning on coming over for such an excursion. I told her in two weeks when we finally had a free two day weekend.

She told me, she’s going to consider it but I have to reach a few demands first. I knew she was wicked and this could be torture but I said yes to her anyways. I didn’t even know what I was getting myself into or if they would even end up going through with it, but I kind of liked the way she became assertive.

Her first demand was to see the strapon live and not from some picture. I told her I hadn’t bought one yet, a smirk came to her face. She said for me to buy two then, just to let her know I was serious. I was so turned on at that moment that I was willing to by one in every size just to make sure. I asked, “How big?” She answered, “The same size as you or bigger.” I was about eight and half with some girth so I knew what I was looking for.

PART 3

When I went home that day, it hit me, I forgot to ask her where the adult store was located. I frantically searched the internet to see if I could find overnight shipping. Finally, I searched and found the local porn shop, called “the right spot.” It was about to close in an hour so I had to hurry.

It was a half hour drive so I only had a half hour of shopping. I went straight to the counter where two young ladies were standing, that I apparently didn’t notice at first. The clerk was a middle aged women who could have been another cougar. She asks me if she could help me, to which I blurted out, “I need a strapon,” as I finally noticed the two girls who were now giggling at what I just said in front of them. “Two actually,” I tried to save myself from embarrassment.

The clerk, who’s name was Melanie, told the girls to excuse us and offered them to check out the lingerie. The girls giggled once more as they pardoned themselves towards the sexy undergarments. The giggles and the corsets were sending shivers down my spine and jolting my cock to life.

Melanie asked me what kind of strapon I was looking for. She knew her shit, plus made the conversation very comfortable and open. She explained that they had the more expensive kind, which was basically a harness with interchangeable penises. There were less expensive ones that were a yürüyüş yolu escort harness with a dick but had vibrators inside. There were strapless strapons that the woman places inside of her so both parties get penetration. Then there was the regular old standard harness with a strapon. She told me that most people get flesh colored for pussy play and unnatural colored for anal play.

I was quite overwhelmed to say the least, but I had to explain somehow to Milfanie about my possible future scenario. She had all this knowledge and what sounded like experience that I quickly warmed up to her. I just blurted it out that I had a lady friend who offered to have sex with another lady friend and I could watch but I had to first present a couple strapons. She seemed intrigued.

“You are buying these just for a mere chance, wow,” she exclaimed. “Do they know each other? Do they have any of the same interests? Are you allowed to jerk off?”

She had lots of questions and alot of them I hadn’t really considered except jerking off. I explained how Kelly was in the picture, what she said, and then told her how Tanya came into the picture with her demands. Melanie said something I really didn’t consider, she told me that it sounds like Tanya was secretly a dominatrix or at least wanted to be. She then deliberately turned me around to look at my ass.

“She’s definitely going to try and fuck you up your ass,” she add, “it’s cute and would look great bent over. I was getting turned on by her playfulness and by the fact that she was checking me out just as much as I was her. “I have had my ass played with before but nothing ever like this,” I admitted. “Hell, after watching them go at, I will be so turned on that I would be up for just about anything,” I revealed.

I picked out two regular basic strapons one flesh and one purple, then remembered that I had to get the size right or I could screw things up before they ever got started. I told Melanie that I had to buy it the same size as me, I knew about eight and a half inches but I wasn’t sure of the girth. She looked down at my crotch and noticed my bulge. She said, “Looks like he’s hard enough that we can judge right here, right now.”

I played deja vu in my head and just whipped it out right there. Melanie put her hand around my shaft, but she seemed to be doing more than measuring it’s circumference. She was actually starting to stroke me right in the store. She must’ve caught ahold of herself because she squeezed the head until a big glob of precum oozed slowly down onto her hand and her eyes never left my cock until she put her hand up to her mouth and licked it off. She stared me right in the eyes with a seductive look and gave me a half ass apology. I was lost in a gaze of lust and all I could asked her was what size lingerie would she be in.

We both decided on the right size and I started to make my purchases. I stopped her for a second and decided to go ahead and grab two of the strapless ones as well. I walked directly into the lingerie department and picked out purple matching garter, thigh high, and crotchless panties. I thanked Melanie for everything, especially helping me find the right measurements. She told me not to worry about it, as long as I wasn’t embarrassed, it was her privilege to help me. She licked her lips, then she gave me her cellphone number, and told me anytime I needed help to call her.

When I got home, I immediately got in touch with Kelly. I was so turned on that I told her to video chat with me, that way I could masterbate for her right on camera. The conversation started slow with the usual how you doing, how you been. I made the transition to sex when I asked her if she been a good girl for Santa. She told me she should be on the naughty list, she said she knew it wasn’t right but she couldn’t stop thinking about fucking another woman with me watching. I told her that I couldn’t stop thinking about it either and was trying desperately to find and make arrangements.

She wanted to see me cum for her and I was already happy to oblige. Within minutes, I jerked off and came all over myself, causing her to squirt one hell of a nut. She must’ve been really worked up because she couldn’t stop cumming for what seemed like ten minutes. I asked her if it was ok for me to find the right woman for the situation, she told me she was conflicted but she also wouldn’t lie about having these new fantasies going wild inside her mind. She was simply exited and told me she trusted me. We called it a night and I went to bed also with many perverted visions in my head.

PART 4

The next day, I knew from the previous day that Tanya would want to see the proof, so I managed to pack the new toys in a bag that just seemed like part of my lunch. When I got to work, she immediately rushed over to me and I gave her a wink. She asked me if I had met her first demand yet. I looked around and saw that it was clear, darıca escort then threw her the bag. She looked inside and her eyes peered real wide. I could tell she was turned on and probably wet.

She said, “I’m really surprised that you worked so fast acquiring these, good boy!” She told me that my quick response fascinated her and that she was now willing to participate if I could meet two more minor demands. The first was always to address her as Miss Tanya at work and Madame anytime no one was around. I knew right then and there that she liked being in control and confirmed to me what Melanie had suggested. I agreed to her next term with a flirtatious smirk. She then told me the final task, which was to simply meet this so called Kelly so she knew that I really wasn’t bullshitting her.

I stopped her right in her tracks with what I said next. I said, “I agree to your terms but I suspect that you’re a dominatrix and two can play that game. If you want to meet Kelly you’ll have to come over and perform on camera for her. Also, if anybody gets to fuck me in the ass, Kelly gets to go first.” Tanya just stood there with her mouth wide open. I had gotten her goad for once.

She told me that she was impressed with my aggressiveness and agreed to follow me home. All day at work I had a massive hard-on just thinking about what I was going to do to Tanya that evening. The thought of Kelly watching only increased my libido. I took a couple opportunities to flash my swollen dick at her just to assure her goad was mine for the day.

The workday went by extremely quick and it was time to head home for the night’s activities. Before we left, I walked Tanya out to her car and I opened the door for her. She asked me what exactly did I have in store for her. I grinned and asked her if she planned on staying the night. She told me she didn’t plan on it and explained that she didn’t even bring any extra clothes.

I told her that she could stay if she wanted and she could wear my bathrobe of needed, but for now I would allow her to follow me. I started walking towards my car and stopped to walk back to tell her one more thing. “Yesterday when I bought those strapons, Milfanie the store cougar, measured my girth with her bare hand. When I precame from her squeezing the tip, she just licked it off and told me to have a good time with you two. Tonight, I think you can give Kelly a really good pre-show of what’s to cum,” I teased. Leaving her with that thought of how I just asserted my dominance, I went back to my car grinning and headed home.

PART 5

We arrived at my house and I helped Tanya out of her vehicle and held her arm as I walked her to my door. I let her in first as I flipped on the lights of the kitchen. She told me it was a quaint little place as I took off her jacket and pulled out a stool for her to sit on. I asked her if she wanted anything to eat but she told me maybe later. Then I asked her if she wanted anything to drink, out of everything I offered her she settled for wine.

As she sipped, we talked about music so I slipped in some Skynard and starting lightly massaging her shoulders. She seemed to be enjoying herself as she asked me to pour her a second glass. After a minute or so of soothing her, I told her to excuse me for a few moments and went to grab my laptop.

I got in chat with Kelly and gave her a quick warning. “Honey,” I said, “If you were serious about me watching you fuck another woman, you’re going to have to watch her get me off right now first. She gasped and didn’t really say anything. I didn’t want to give up my dominance but I did allow her to “stop this slut from getting me off” if at any time Kelly felt uncomfortable. They both must’ve liked me talking dirty and being aggressive because Kelly simply knodded her head and soon Tanya was down on her knees slurping.

Tanya was really good too, she licked my balls first while she worked my shaft with her hand. Her mouth was watering so much that when she steered her attention on my throbbing cock helmet, my nuts were just covered in the sloppiness of her drool. I loved every bit of it. Next, she squeezed seepage out while licking, sucking and slurping it hungrily.

As she cupped my balls and delivered my cock directly into her throat, Kelly let out a moan and squirted right at the camera. It took everything in me not to just explode right there. I had to make Tanya stop and take off her panties and bra to model for Kelly. I put three fingers into Tanya as I made her bend over to show off her beautiful ass.

I pulled out my fingers and licked them just to tease Kelly, making her go wild. She beat off madly as I spread Tanya’s luscious ass cheeks. We watched her pucker, then goosebumps started trickling across her rump. The sight was so amazing I started licking her from top to bottom and all around. Kelly told me she loved watching me eat her ass out and pumped herself harder. Soon, she let out an, “OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING, OH HERE I CUM!”

I couldn’t hold back any longer, I put three fingers back in Tanya’s muff, then a fourth finger, and finally worked in my thumb. It had stretched magnificently to accommodate my hand and soon I had fisted her to squirt too. She convulsed only for a brief second before I had her on her knees swallowing my load.

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Jane waited at the airport security, her heart beating rapidly. Julie’s plane had just pulled into the gate and the passengers were already filing past. Sudden, Jane saw the familiar face of her friend from home. As soon as she could, Jane ran to Julie, giving her a warm hug and a gentle kiss, wrapping her tall friend’s arm in hers.

“Oh Julie, I’m so glad you came. I’ve missed you so much!” Jane said, still hugging on Julie’s arm. Julie could feel Jane’s large breasts against her arm, sending waves of excitement through her body. Jane had been Julie’s younger sister’s friend in boarding school, but after they had left, she and Julie had become close friends. Through their friendship, they had shared many adventures, conquests and each other. After Jane had married Geoff, she moved to the States while Julie stayed in England and married Martin. They two women had kept in touch, but this was the first time they had spent any length of time together in many years.

“Oh my God, Jane, look at you!” Julie exclaimed, looking at Jane’s trimmed body. “I love that outfit. You look so young and sexy, hon.” Jane smiled, giving Julie a quick spin. Her tight top laced across her large breasts, revealing ample cleavage, while her skirt, not as short as a 16 year old’s was daring for a woman in her mid-twenties. Julie felt a little self conscious in her rather plain blouse and trousers. Julie and Jane had always dressed alike, pushing the boundaries in their younger days, but since being married, Julie had become more reserved and staid. Her husband of five years was the jealous type. Julie was afraid to look too good for fear of getting him upset with her in case another man looked at her. She had confided in Jane that she was a little disappointed in how her life was heading. She loved Martin very much but felt confined in their relationship. She hoped that some time with Jane might rekindle some of her youthful spirit. In just the first 10 minutes, she felt herself relaxing already.

Jane pulled the little blue sports car to the door while Julie waited with her bags. Julie watched as Jane, bubbly and so full of life, took the two bags from her friend.

“What a lovely car, Jane,” she said, admiring the Porsche Boxster. She then saw Jane lifting the front and rear hoods. “Where’s the engine?”

Jane laughed, “I’m not too sure. I think its here,” pointing to just behind the seats. “Its Geoff’s car. I wanted to have it today. Its such a beautiful day, I thought you would like it.” Julie smiled, nodding her head. Once the two bags were in the car, Jane sped away, weaving in and out of the slower moving airport traffic. Julie looked at her friend, at home in her new home. Julie felt herself becoming slightly wet as she glanced at Jane’s lap, her skirt barely covering her shapely thighs. The wind blew threw Julie’s hair, blowing away the cares and worries she had left back home.

On the drive, Julie watched as the houses changed from small homes, typical in size to ones in England to larger, estates, with huge lawns, old trees and long driveways. Once in Jane’s neighbourhood, the homes weren’t quite as large but were still bigger than most back in England. Jane explained that unlike England, the US had an incredible amount of land, so everything really was bigger here.

“Everything?” Julie asked mischievously. Jane giggled, nodding her head. Jane pulled into the garage of a two story Georgian home. Once inside, Julie looked at the beautifully decorated house. In England, she and her husband were pretty successful but no one they knew lived in a neighbourhood like this, with so much land and house to take care of. Jane could tell that Julie felt a little uneasy. She took her friend’s arm in hers, kissing her gently on the cheek.

“I know it’s different from back home, Julie. It took me a long time to get accustomed to it,” Jane said warmly to her friend. Jane looked into Julie’s eyes, her hand sliding down to hold hers. They stood there for a moment in silence, before Jane interrupted. “I’m sure you’re tired from the flight. Why don’t you change into your bathing suit and let’s lie out by the pool? I’ll get us a pitcher of drinks and we’ll just relax and catch up,” Jane said, smiling.

Julie’s eyes widened, “I forgot my suit, damn it,” she said.

Jane just smiled, “You can just wear one of mine, baby.” Julie smiled, feeling herself becoming at ease with her friend. It had been a long time since she had heard Jane call her that. It brought back a rush of memories, delightful memories that had been pushed to the back of her mind. She followed Jane upstairs, into the large master bedroom. Jane led her to a closet and to a shelf filled with many bathing suits.”

How many do you have, Jane?” Julie asked, amazed at the different styles.

Jane giggled, “Since we have a pool and we entertain here a lot, I just HAVE to have a new suit for each party.” Julie laughed, remembering that Jane had always been one to dress appropriately. Jane pulled a two piece out, handing it to Julie. “Here baby, seks hikayeleri put this on and I’ll meet you by the pool.” Jane, being several inches shorter than the 5’8 Julie, tiptoed and kissed her gently on the lips, then turned and hurried down to the kitchen.

Julie opened the large French doors to the back yard, walking to the pool. Jane was still in the kitchen, mixing a batch of Margaritas in a large pitcher. Julie felt a little uneasy in the bathing suit. The bottom barely covered her rear. Not that she had a large bum, in fact, she was often complemented on it. But the bathing suit was just that small. She could not imagine Jane wearing the top, either. Even though Jane had larger breasts than she did, Julie felt as though she was about to fall out. But the shape of the cups held her firm and even as she walked down the stairs, her breasts bounced but stayed in the cups.

Julie laid a towel on a chaise and lay in the chair, feeling the warm spring sun on her body. A few minutes later, Jane walked out, carrying a tray and two large glasses. Julie watched as her dear friend came closer, taking in her vibrant figure and spirit. Jane had on an even smaller bathing suit, her large 38DD breasts barely supported by the thin straps and small cups. Her thong bottom was less than 2″ wide across her mound.

“Oh my, Jane… what do you have on?” Julie said, almost choking on her words. Jane, giggles, spinning for her, wiggled her firm, round bum at her friend.

“Do you like it, hon? I just bought it last week, just for you. Geoff and I are planning a pool party this weekend in your honour,” Jane said as she sat the tray on the table next to Julie. “If you want, you can wear it.”

Julie laughed, shaking her head. “I could never wear anything like that. I would be too embarrassed,” Julie answered, realizing that she may have hurt Jane’s feeling. “I mean, I love it, it looks great on you, it really does. But I’ve become more modest the past few years. I don’t dress like I once did.” Jane could hear a touch of sadness in Julie’s voice. Julie used to be as wild as Jane. She dressed very sexily and loved to tease the men around her. Since marrying though, she had become more demure and cautious. Jane decided that it was her duty to bring her old friend back.

“Nonsense, Julie. You can wear this easily, or anything I have. Later this week, we’ll go through my clothes and you can try some on, maybe even get you a new wardrobe for Martin, put some spice back into your life,” Jane said, sitting on the chaise with Julie. They were already almost through with their second large glass and the tequila was having its desired effect.

Jane reached for a bottle of sun-screen, “Julie, you will definitely need this. You aren’t use to this Southern sun and we don’t want you to burn on the first day,” Jane said as she rubbed some lotion on her hands. Julie turned onto her back, feeling Jane’s hands rub the cool lotion onto her back and shoulders. Jane sat to her side, her hips against Julie’s. Jane massaged her friend’s shoulders, spreading the lotion across her body. Julie moaned softly, being seduced by the tequila, sun and her friend’s fingers. Jane slid her fingers along Julie’s sides, her fingertips brushing against Julie’s mashed breasts. Julie bit her lower lip, her breathing deepening. It had been a long time since she had been with another woman, only a couple of times in the past six years, and only once since she had been married. Martin didn’t know of her sexual longings and she felt that he would be upset to know that she was bisexual.

“You’re very fair, baby, so you have to be very careful about the sun,” Jane said softly, her hands caressing Julie’s back. “You don’t need any tan lines on your back, either,” she added cheekily.

Jane unhooked the back strap, letting the ends fall to the side. Julie began to feel her pussy becoming wet again, her hips pressing against the chaise. Jane continued rubbing the lotion on to her body, her fingertips rubbing harder against the sides of Julie’s breasts. Jane worked down her friend’s back, to just above Julie’s still beautiful arse. Sliding her hand over the round cheeks, Jane spread the lotion down Julie’s thighs and legs. Julie began to feel that feeling she thought she had lost, passion, desire. Jane worked her way back up Julie’s legs, her hands brushing against her pussy from behind. Julie jumped slightly, then pressed her arse back against Jane’s hands, increasing the pressure on her lips. Julie rocked her hips slowly against Jane’s hands, feeling them rubbing against her cheeks.

“Ooohhh God, Jane… do you know what you’re doing to me?” Julie moaned, her face buried in the towel.

Jane smiled sweetly. “I know exactly what I’m doing, baby,” she replied, leaning over, kissing Julie tenderly on her back. Julie sank deeper into the chaise, her body trembling like it had once done when they were both younger. Jane let her breasts rub against Julie’s back as she slid her hands down her body, caressing her sex hikayeleri firm cheeks. “Mmmmmmmmmmm, you still have a beautiful bum, baby, just as I remember it,” Jane cooed, her fingers sliding between her legs, along her folds. Julie moaned louder, her hips beginning to thrust harder against Jane’s hand.

“Oh God, Jane, its been so long since I’ve been with someone other than Martin, even a woman,” Julie moaned softly. “It feels so good.”

Jane pulled the bathing suit bottom to the side, letting her fingers tease her friend’s wet lips. Julie thrust her hips against the intruding fingers, wanting to feel them inside her. Jane teased her more, letting her fingers just probe slightly into Julie’s wet tunnel. Julie could take no more. She shoved her backside back against Jane’s fingers, driving them into her wanting pussy. She cried out as she felt the long fingers fill her pussy. “Ooohh God, Jane… yyessss, yesssssss,” she cried, thrusting her hips back against the fingers.

Jane increased her tempo, finger fucking her friend’s soaking wet pussy. She slid her free hand under Julie, cupping her large breasts. She squeezed the soft flesh, her fingers digging into her friends tits. Julie felt her body shaking, trembling as the first of many orgasms exploded deep inside her. She came hard, her juices squirting out onto Jane’s hand. Julie kept thrusting her hips back against Jane’s hand, feeling her friend’s fingers probing deep inside her.

“Oh fuck, baby, I can’t believe I came so quickly,’ Julie sighed, rocking her body against Jane’s fingers as she sank into the chaise, trying to catch her breath. She turned around on to her back, looking up at her friend, smiling lovingly. Reaching up, Julie pulled Jane to her, unhooking her top at the same time. Jane came willingly, letting her top fall to the ground.

The two women kissed each other passionately for the first time in many, many years, their tongues exploring their mouths as if for the first time. Julie felt her nipples harder against Jane’s breasts, sending waves of excitement throughout her body. They held each other tightly, savouring their time together at last. Jane slipped her thigh between Julie’s legs, rubbing up and down against her wet pussy. Their kiss became more passionate, as the two friends began to make up for lost time.

“Jane, luv, I have missed you so much. I’ve missed all of this,” Julie said softly, her heart pounding inside her chest.

Jane smiled at her, stroking her hair from her face. “Baby, you’re in for a treat these next two weeks,” Jane said seductively. She cupped Julie’s breasts, burying her face between her luscious 36D’s globes. Julie moaned loudly, holding Jane’s head to her chest. Jane sucked Julie’s hard nipples into her mouth, rolling the sensitive buds between her teeth. Julie cried out, her hips rocking against Jane’s pressing thigh. Julie loved having her tits sucked and groped, the sensations shot through her body like a rocket. She felt another orgasm building inside her already. Jane slid further down her belly until she reached her trimmed tuff of soft hair. Julie moaned, her pussy aching for Jane’s talented tongue.

“Oooohhhhh fffuuuucccckkk, Jane… eat me, please… It’s been so long… yeeesssssss!” She cried out as Jane first teased her lips, then plunged her tongue deep into her soaking wet pussy. Julie grabbed her lover’s head, holding it tight to her thrusting cunt, her body writhing with pleasure. Jane sucked the folds between her teeth, tugging at them gently, driving Julie even wilder with passion.

“Ooohhhhhh… eat me Jane, eat my fucking pussy!!!” Julie moaned, surprised by her lack of restraint and crudeness. Julie felt herself letting go, letting go of the confines of her life. Her hips rocked back and forth, fucking Jane’s wonderful mouth. She grabbed her tits, mashing, kneading her flesh hard as the orgasm came to a climax. “Oooooohhhhhh God…” She cried, her hips thrashing against Jane’s mouth. Jane grabbed Julie’s bum, pulling the gushing cunt hard to her mouth, taking all Julie had to offer. Julie came hard, her juices exploding out, as if her dam had finally burst. She filled Jane’s mouth with her sweet cum as her body shook uncontrollably. Jane held her tight, grinding her face against Julie’s wet cunt, licking and sucking her hot juices. Julie fell back in the chaise, her heart racing. She closed her eyes, feeling the wonderful tongue work its magic on her once more, as it had done so many times in the past.

Julie’s hands groped her tits, toying with her nipples as she let wave after wave of orgasms explode like firecrackers in her pussy and body. Jane slowed her tonguing, kissing and sucking Julie clean while Julie just lay in the chaise, her eyes shut tight as the orgasms began to subside. Jane kissed her way up, cuddling her friend, lying there quietly.

“That was incredible,” a voice said a few moments later. Julie bolted up, startled, covering her tits with her arms.

“Hi baby,” Jane said, smiling as the erotik hikayeler stranger walked closer. “Baby, this is Julie, whom I told you about. Julie, this is my husband, Geoff.” Julie looked at the tall, older man. He was slender and looked to be in shape with a head full of curly hair. The only concession to his age was a touch of grey on his sideburns. Julie sat there, still covering herself.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything?” he said, “If you want, I can go back inside.” Julie didn’t know what to say or feel. A stranger had just watched her with another woman, something she normally would not have done, at least in the past five years. Jane, always the one to take charge, broke the awkward silence.

“Oh no, baby, stay please,” She said, smiling coyly, “after eating Julie’s sweet pussy I need a little cock to satisfy my hunger.” Geoff smiled, walking over to his young wife. Julie just sat there, stunned, not sure what to do. Jane untied his scrubs, letting them fall to the ground. She pulled his cock out, stroking it gently, letting the head rub against her face. She moaned softly, turning to her friend. “Doesn’t he have a beautiful cock, Julie?” she asked, flicking her tongue over the bulbous head. “You know I have had a lot of cocks, but his is one of the loveliest I’ve ever seen.” Jane smiled at Julie, then took Geoff’s cock deep into her mouth, her head bobbing back and forth along the hard shaft.

Julie watched in amazement as Jane sucked her husband right in front of her. Geoff moaned softly, his hips thrusting back and forth slowly. Julie watched as the thick cock slid easily into Jane’s mouth, the same mouth that had just given her so much pleasure. Jane looked over at Julie, sucking as much for her as for Geoff.

“Oh, how thoughtless of me,” Jane said, looking at Julie, “You’re my guest and you should have the first piece.” Jane looked at Julie, smiling, stroking her husband’s hard cock in her fingers. Julie sat there stunned. She couldn’t believe that Jane was offering her husband to her. “C’mon baby, I know you want a taste, don’t you?” Jane asked.

Julie sat there a moment, looking at the thick hard cock just a few feet away. She nodded her head, remembering the times they’d shared boyfriends when they were younger, scooting down the chaise next to Jane. She took the throbbing cock in her fingers, studying it. It was the first cock she had seen in seven years other than her husband’s. Jane caressed her back, kissing the back of her neck for encouragement. “Go on, baby, taste him, you know you want to.”

Julie knew that Jane was right, she did want to taste him, to suck his cock like she used to just a few years back. Jane looked up at Geoff, “Julie is a great cocksucker, almost as good as me,” Jane smiled. Julie did used to love sucking cocks, but it had been a long time since she had been with someone other than her husband, and sucking for him was just a small part of an all too brief foreplay.

Julie stroked the cock slowly, feeling the hardness in her fingers. Her mouth began to water, imagining the thick piece of meat sliding into her mouth. She looked at Jane, who smiled, nodding her head. Julie closed her eyes for a moment, making one of the most important decisions of her life. She opened her eyes, flicking her tongue over the thick head. She could taste his pre-cum, brought forth by Jane’s earlier sucking. Julie let her tongue slide over the tip, tasting what she could of his ooze. She let the bit of cum flow over her tongue, tasting another man for the first time in too many years. And she loved it. She opened her mouth, engulfing his cock whole, her head bobbing back and forth along the thick, long shaft. Geoff was just a little longer than Martin, but much thicker. Julie felt Geoff’s cock throbbing against her throat, jerking in her mouth. She grabbed his arse, pulling him deeper into her hungry mouth. Julie felt her heart pounding against her chest: She was sure Jane could hear it beating.

“Suck him, baby, suck my hubby’s cock!” Jane cried, encouraging her on. Jane slipped two fingers into her wet cunt, her hips bucking against her hand. Jane felt her juices dripping down her thighs, turning her on even more. She leaned against Julie, rubbing her firm tits against the back of her friend’s head.

Geoff moaned loudly as Julie increased her pace, then slowed, prolonging his pleasure. Julie felt like she had at university, young and alive. Sucking Geoff’s cock… no, another man’s cock, took her back to her wild, youthful days. Julie, kneeling in front of Geoff, felt Jane’s hand sliding down her back, over her bum. She moaned as Jane slid her fingers into her open pussy, finger fucking her as She sucked her friend’s husband’s cock. She could not believe this was happening. Jane plunged her fingers deep into her again and again, bringing her to the edge of another orgasm. How many, she couldn’t remember.

Julie’s body began shaking, then tensed up as the massive orgasm exploded, showering Jane’s hand with her hot cum. Julie’s mind went numb, letting the hard cock slip from her lips. She rubbed the thick head over her face, smearing her saliva and his ooze on her lips and cheeks. Julie came again and again as Jane kept finger fucking her aching cunt. Julie fell back, grabbing her tits, Jane’s fingers still tearing at her cunt.

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W.O.O.F.S. That was the term I heard applied to people in situations similar my wife’s and mine. Kids grown and out of the house… six figure income… “Well-Off Older Folks,” they call us. Well-off perhaps, but older folks? Fifty-seven is old? Fifty-two? Those are the ages of my wife and me, and I certainly don’t consider us “old.” Yet to many, I suppose we are. We certainly don’t feel all that old, however, and my wife sure as hell doesn’t look it.

Mary is gorgeous. A stunning, slender brunette, with snappy brown eyes, stylish jet black hair, and a terrific body, she still attracts more than her share of attention wherever we go. I’ll admit I’ve put on a few more pounds than I’d like over the last few years, but at six feet and 185 I’m not all that out of shape. Mary, however, is fanatical about working out and staying fit. When we were younger I suppose we both would have preferred her breasts to be larger, but now that we’re “old folks,” we’re thankful that her perky, 34B breasts aren’t sagging like those of many of our friends.

Because Mary has maintained her figure and hot looks as well as she has, I believe we’re still a lot more active when it comes to sex than other people our age. We both love sex… all kinds of sex, and it seems the older we get, the more uninhibited we get. Actually, now that we’re home alone, we’re practically consumed by sex. I’m a part-time optometrist, now that I’m voluntarily cutting back on my patient workload, and Mary’s my receptionist/assistant. We work out of our suburban home, to which my office is attached, so we’re never far from our bedroom. On slow days, we watch a lot of Internet porn generally ending in frequent “sex breaks,” and more often than not it is Mary who instigates these delicious interludes.

It didn’t come as much of a surprise to me, therefore, when it was Mary who suggested we consider opening up our marriage to include anonymous sex with strangers… men in particular. Like other couples who have engaged in viewing Internet porn, we quickly discovered the tons of sexually explicit videos and video newsgroups waiting for us there. And, the more time we spent on the Net, the hotter we both became. We began to experiment, engaging in some of the more outrageous activities about which we’d read, and some of which we’d seen, in .jpg and .mpg files. Quickly we discovered a kinky side to our sexuality neither of us knew was hiding there just beneath the surface, waiting to emerge.

We began to discuss our fantasies, freely sharing them with one another. We’ve never kept secrets from each other, and we’ve always been able to communicate freely, without hesitation. Discussing our fantasies was no exception. Surprisingly, when I told Mary I’d often fantasized about seeing her with another man, or even a group of men, she smiled, and said for a long time she’d had the same fantasy.

“So what do we do about it?” she asked one evening. We were in our bedroom, in front of our computer, downloading and viewing photos of all kinds of explicit sexual activities. We were naked other than for terrycloth robes we were wearing. Mine was open, allowing me to casually masturbate while Mary controlled the keyboard. One arm was around her, with my hand on one of her breasts, fondling her as we viewed porn and discussed our “fantasy plans” for sex with other men. Mary said she wasn’t ready to participate with another woman yet, so it was fine with me to begin with another man. I knew our marriage was strong enough for me to allow her to engage in sex with other men, and her professed desire to sometime see me with another man was surprisingly intriguing to me as well.

“So? What’s the answer, darling?” she asked. “How do we arrange it?”

Perhaps it was serendipity, perhaps it was a mysterious spirit guiding us, I don’t know, but just as we were discussing how we should proceed, a photo of an attractive woman sucking a man through a “glory hole” appeared on our screen. We both looked at it in silence for a moment. Then, as we simultaneously recognized the answer to Mary’s question, we began to grin at each other.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Why not indeed?” Mary said, leaning toward me, grasping my cock in her fingers, milking me as we kissed. “Neither of us wants to be involved with anyone else… something like this would seem to offer the ultimate in anonymous sex.”

I agreed, and that night in bed, as we made love, Mary told me she wanted us to visit one of the adult book stores in our area that we’d heard featured “glory holes,” those holes cut into the walls between video booths which allow the store’s patrons to engage in oral sex. She assigned me the job of scouting the one or two places we knew of which were far enough away from our house where we were unlikely to be recognized. I agreed to conduct the search, and the next day, a Saturday, I began.

Thanks to the help of an anonymous message I’d posted, a few responses led me to an adult book and video store on the other side of town which did indeed have video booths in the back. That part seks hikayeleri of town is rather seedy, but I thought it would be safe enough. When I arrived I noticed several cars in the parking lot. Most seemed fairly expensive, which was a good sign, I felt. I went inside, spotted the area containing the video booths in the back, approached the clerk at the counter, and bought a roll of tokens for the movies.

In the back of the store were perhaps ten booths. It was very dimly lit, and a few men were standing against the wall back there, not talking, just loitering, obviously waiting for a likely partner for sex. I noticed the doors to unoccupied booths were open, so I went into one in which I could see was a glory hole cut into the wall. Inside, I locked the door behind me, inserted a few tokens into the slot next to the television, then watched as on screen an adult film began playing. By pressing a button below the slot for the quarters, I was able to change the selection to another video. It seems seven films were being shown at once, and one could skip through them simply by pushing the selection button.

As I was scrolling through the video choices, I found myself becoming quite aroused, so I unzipped my fly and took out my cock, stroking it as I observed the on-screen action. Suddenly I noticed something appearing on the periphery of my vision. I looked over, and a naked cock was sticking through the wall. Intrigued, I watched as it withdrew, then appeared again. At first I almost laughed, but instead remained silent. Clearly this was the place to come if Mary and I were to consummate our curiosity.

After a few moments, the cock disappeared, and I saw a man extending his finger through the hole, curling it toward him, beckoning me to come closer. The on-screen movie and my initial masturbation had excited me, and without thinking, on impulse, I moved closer to the hole. The finger seemed to stretch toward my cock, and I assumed the man could see my erection. Curious, I moved closer still, allowing the man to touch me. This was a first for me, and I must admit it excited me tremendously. Still, I was reluctant to slide my cock through the hole in the wall. Until the man’s finger withdrew and reappeared holding a condom.

Suddenly I made a decision, or perhaps my erection made it for me. You know what they say about a cock taking control of one’s mind. So I took the condom from the man, quickly opened it and rolled it down over my cock. Then, before I could think about the craziness of what I was doing, I leaned into the wall and slid my cock through the hole. The man squeezed it gently at first, and then I felt his lips sliding down on me.

It didn’t take long for me to come. My God I was excited! Afterward, I pulled back, discarded the condom into a waste basket in the booth, and quickly straightened up. I heard the door in the booth next door open and close, and a few moments later I unlocked my door and left. I never even saw his face, nor do I think he saw mine, so I have no idea which of the men had performed on me. In the car driving home I was filled with mixed emotions. While I had clearly enjoyed the thrill of an anonymous blow job, still I must admit I experienced a moderate degree of confused emotions as well. In the end, however, my conscience yielded to the excitement of the situation, and I knew I’d be returning to the bookstore, with or without Mary.

When I arrived home I told Mary everything. Her reaction was what I expected it would be… one of excitement rather than condemnation. She was so turned on, in fact, we made plans to visit the book store the next afternoon.

That night Mary was insatiable. Over and over she asked me to tell her everything about what happened in the bookstore. Our sex was tremendous, and by the time the next afternoon arrived, we were both more than ready to embark upon this new adventure in our lives.

We dressed down for the visit to the store, with each of us wearing worn jeans and old sweatshirts. Mary wore a somewhat ragged pair of panties, as well, and no bra, all of which we felt would enhance our decadent mood. When we arrived at the bookstore Mary was so nervous at first she almost didn’t want to go inside. I told her she had to make up her mind before we went in, as once we did I knew we’d never be able to reverse whatever we did there.

“If you’re not sure, darling…” I began.

“No! I’m sure,” she said finally, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Let’s do it,” she said, opening the door, getting out.

We entered the store, and Mary glanced at some of the books and magazines while I bought tokens from the clerk for the video booths. To help conceal her identity, Mary was wearing sunglasses, which she kept on until we entered the darkened area of the store.

“God I’m hot,” she whispered as we walked back to an empty booth and entered it. The men along the wall stared at Mary, and it was obvious they were surprised to see an attractive woman entering a booth with a glory hole in sex hikayeleri it. I must admit I was extremely excited as well, and was already feeling the stirrings of an erection as I closed and locked the door behind us.

“I wonder if one of those men was the one with you last time,” Mary said, squeezing my growing erection. I told her I had no idea, and of course I didn’t.

As Mary waited, I inserted several tokens into the TV slot. Then I unzipped my jeans and took out my cock, sitting on the small chair as I pulled Mary onto my lap.

“Now what happens?” she asked.

“This,” I said, slowly pulling her sweatshirt up over her head, removing it. “And this,” I continued, unsnapping her jeans, helping her step out of them. She was naked now, other than for her sneakers and panties.

“Does this excite you, Mark? Seeing your wife almost naked in a place like this? On display for whoever wants to look through that hole and see me?” she breathed, grasping my cock, stroking it slowly.

“Yes!” I hissed, meaning it.

“What if someone does see me?” she teased, turning toward me, her eyes sparkling in the dim, flickering light from the TV.

“Then they’ll do that,” I said, nodding toward the hole in the wall. Mary turned, and there before us was an enormous cock. The guy must have been nine or ten inches long, and he was twitching his cock in what I assume was an attempt to get Mary, or me, to touch it.

“God!” Mary gasped, staring at the naked erection.

“Touch it,” I said, gently nudging her toward the man.

“Oh Mark!” she breathed, reaching down slowly, finally wrapping her fingers around the man’s cock. “GOD!”

We heard a soft moan coming from the other booth, and when Mary knelt down to get a closer look, I began masturbating. She looked up and me and grinned, began rubbing herself as well, then looked back at the cock again. Her body suddenly trembled visibly, and she leaned forward, inhaled deeply, then ran her tongue along the length of the man’s cock.

I moved behind Mary and tugged at her panties. She rose up slightly, allowing me to lower them enough so she could step out of them. I spread her legs then, and slowly slid into her from behind.

“OH!” she gasped, pushing back against my thighs, helping me fuck her. “Oh God this is so hot!” she groaned, jerking on the cock now, her head turned toward me, kissing me as she masturbated the stranger in the next booth.

“Mark. I want to see you do him, too” she said, her voice strangely low, husky, obviously excited.

“Do what?” I asked.

“Touch him. Or lick it,” she exclaimed, bumping her ass into me as we fucked.

I leaned down over her back, and she tugged on the cock, pulling it as close to our faces as the wall would permit. Then Mary leaned down and licked the cock. My cock jumped within her pussy, and when she turned to me and removed her lips from the cock she said, “Now you do it, darling,” aiming the cock toward my face. And so I did it. I let my tongue come in contact with another man’s cock for the first time in my life.

It felt so strange! Almost like smooth velvet, yet beneath the outer flesh was a very hard erection. My eyes met Mary’s, and it was clear she was on fire over what I was doing. Her pussy was clamping and squeezing my cock inside her cunt, and suddenly I decided to excite her even more. Watching her watching me, I slid my tongue along the cock until I reached the end of it. Then, as my cock pulsated within my wife’s cunt, I opened my mouth and took the cock inside.

“Oh GOD, darling, YES! SUCK HIM!” Mary moaned. She was coming. I could feel her contractions, and as I continued to mouth the cock in my mouth, I, too, suddenly erupted inside Mary’s red hot pussy.

“Oh babyyyy!” I moaned, letting my lips slip from the end of the man’s dick.

With a growl of animalistic lust, Mary took my place, sucking and slobbering all over the cock until we heard a series of low moans coming from next door. Suddenly Mary pulled her head back, showing me the gobs of cum the man had deposited there as the cock erupted again. Arcs of cum burst from the end, striking both of us in the face as began masturbating the cock, milking it as more cum splattered from the end of it, down onto the floor in front of us. She continued jerking him off then, until she felt the man softening, then pulling back from her.

I handed Mary one of the handkerchiefs I’d brought with us in case something like this happened. She wiped her face with it, and I did the same with the one I had. The man next door leaned down to the glory hole and said in a low voice, “Fantastic! Thank you!” Then we heard him leave.

“Enough for today?” I asked.

“Do we have to leave?” my wife said, the excitement evident on her face. “Now that we’re here I’d love to fuck around a little more. Is that okay?”

“Hell yes,” I breathed, excited now.

We heard the door next to us open and close, and as my wife knelt there on the sticky floor masturbating, erotik hikayeler I watched her eyes suddenly cloud over with lust. Then she did something so obscene I felt my cock harden again immediately. She reached over and picked up the waste basket from the corner, looked into it, then sat it on the floor again. As I watched, she reached into the basket and retrieved a used condom. It was still full of cum, and as I began playing with myself my sexy wife raised the condom above her lips, then lifted the end up so the opening was pointed at her mouth.

“Oh God!” she moaned, and as her fingers squeezed against the bottom of the slimy condom, cum began to slide slowly toward her waiting, open mouth. Suddenly a huge gob of the slippery goo began to slither out of the end of the condom. And into Mary’s mouth.

“Jesus, honey,” I gasped. A cock was sticking through the hole in the wall again now, and when Mary finished slobbering her lips with the cum from the used condom, she turned to the cock sticking through the wall. This one was long… very thick… and VERY black!

“Hmm, yes!” she hissed, leaning into the cock, sliding her cum-coated lips over it. I heard a groan from inside the room next to us, and as my wife began sucking the huge black cock, I noticed her fingers rubbing her clit furiously.

“Do you want to get fucked, darling? By one of them?” I asked.

“Uhhhh! Oh God!!!,” she nodded, staring at me with her eyes filled with lust.

“Do you want me to help you back up against it?” I asked, my cock growing hard again already.

“HMMM!” she hummed, nodding her head again as she sucked him.

“Stand up, darling,” I gasped, on fire as well, so she slid her lips off the stiff cock and did as I asked, turning around toward the wall as I got down on my knees and grasped the black shaft. “Back up, Mary. Let me put it in your cunt!” I gasped.

“Yes!!!!!” she hissed, doing as I’d asked.

I took the cock in my hand then, and directed it to Mary’s wet cunt opening.

“Spread your pussy open for it, baby,” I gurgled, my own cock twitching, leaking cum. She did it, and I took the cock and guided it up to the entrance of my wife’s wet pussy.

“Now! Fuck my wife!” I said loudly. “Push your cock into her!” Suddenly I grabbed my own cock and watched as the cock began to disappear inside my wife’s cunt.

On fire, I came then, spurt after spurt splashing against Mary’s leg as I watched her ass pounding back against the wall of the booth as the cock she was fucking make smacking noises as it slammed into her.

“Oh God, YES! FUCK ME! COME IN MY PUSSY!” Mary screamed, so loudly I knew the men outside could surely hear her.

Then I knew what I was going to do. If we were going to do this thing, and we were, I wanted to go all the way with it.

“I’m going to invite them all in to fuck you, Mary. Do you want more cocks, darling?” I asked.

“Oh Godddddddd!!!!!!” my wife moaned, which I took for a “Yes.” So I did it. I got up and opened the door to the booth, my naked, spent cock dangling in plain view, and said, “Anyone out there care to join us in here?”

“Fuck yeah!” one said, and instantly he was in the booth with us, then two other men joined us as well just as the man who had been fucking came and withdrew from her leaking pussy. “This your fucking wife, man?” one asked.

“Yes. She loves cock,” I said, as the men entered the booth with us.

“You don’t care if I fuck her?” he asked.

“I WANT you to fuck her. Do anything you like. Anything! Just use her. The dirtier it is the better. Before you came in her she sucked the cum out of a used rubber from the waste basket,” I said, hearing Mary moaning when I told them what she’d done.

“Did you do that, slut?” the man said, my cock twitching as he called my wife a slut.

“Yes! I did it. And I fucking loved it!” Mary wheezed.

Incredibly I was getting hard yet again as I watched the man moving behind my naked wife, moving her to her knees on the scummy floor. He took out his cock then, and I watched as he began to slide it inside my wife’s waiting pussy.

“UHHHH!” Mary moaned, her eyes half-open, staring into mine, crazed with lust as she half-smiled at me.

“You. Jack off on her face,” I told another of the men.

“I will if she sucks my dick a little first,” he said, holding a beautifully erect cock toward my wife.

“Hmm, no problem,” I said. I dropped to my knees next to Mary then, and took the man’s cock in my hand, then fed it to her. Her moans and gasps were intoxicating to me as she began to suck the cock while the other man continued fucking her. The cock she was sucking was dripping pre-cum goo out the end then, and as she sucked it I watched the other man’s cock sliding in and out of my wife’s cunt.

Mary raised her head from the cock she was sucking then, just as it suddenly exploded cum all over her cheeks and in her hair. “That didn’t take you long,” I laughed, as the guy jerked off his cock as hard and fast as he could, splattering cum all over Mary’s face.

“Hmmm, darling… this is so fucking nasty, isn’t it,” she moaned, turning back to the spurting cock, sliding her lips over it to capture another few spurts of cum. Then she turned to me and opened her mouth, letting me see the spermy goo before swallowing it.

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Some time ago a met a new friend in San Francisco. She is a very special lady and I have helped her fulfill several of her deepest fantasies. Her name is Amy and she is bright, sexy, open, self-confident and always very horny. She is 5 feet, 4 inches tall, weighs 115 pounds, has blue eyes and blond hair and gorgeous 36 C breasts with perky pink nipples. She is 25 years old, married with no children.

I helped her fulfill fantasies in San Francisco, Los Angeles and Las Vegas. It has been some time since I have seen her and I found out that her husband had discovered her secret slut side and had more or less shut her down for a few months. However, she contacted me recently and asked me to help her with another fantasy.

I flew in to Pittsburgh where Amy met me (alone) at the airport. Her husband was flying in later in the week and was kind enough to provide Amy and me some extra time to plan the events for the weekend.

We embraced hotly and remembered our last very hot encounter together in Las Vegas. We talked non-stop as she drove me to my hotel. After checking in we rushed to the room where we were both naked in a matter of minutes. Amy is a great kisser and I cannot get enough of her. The good news is she is also very physical and insatiable. I did my best to maintain discipline so that we could extend our torrid fuck session. Amy can climax an incredible number of times. I suppose she is the closest thing to a nympho that I have ever experienced. We fucked for over an hour as she coaxed two tremendous climaxes out of me while she must have had 20 orgasms. Incredible!!

We languished in the bed after opening a bottle of wine from the mini bar. She was eager to talk about the upcoming class reunion as this was another opportunity to fulfill one of her biggest fantasies.

Amy’s high school class reunion was coming up on Saturday night. It was her first reunion since graduating seven years before. They were calling it a five year reunion but it was actually seven years since they graduated. Amy is a very hot, 25 years old.

Amy had convinced her husband (reluctantly) to allow her to gang bang several of her old high school boyfriends including the guy who took her cherry. She has wanted to do this since she graduated but prior to meeting me, she had no idea how to pull it off.

Her husband was not equipped emotionally to organize such an event although he had no problem with watching or participating in the activities as long as I handled all the details.

Amy and I have built a trust and confidence in each other since we had been together on three previous and similar occasions. She knew that I would handle all the details including setting the ground rules for the gang bang. And she knew that I would protect her and insure her safety. This was not hard to do as Amy will do almost anything sexual you could imagine.

Amy provided me with a list of the guys she was interested in fucking including a couple of guys who she always wanted to fuck but never got around to for one reason or another. The list included six guys, all members of her graduating class. She also mentioned one male teacher that she might want to include if he was in attendance and had not turned into a fat ass. She did her best to provide a brief profile of each of the men including which ones were married, which ones had a temper, which ones she had a previous emotional attachment to and which ones she wanted to spend more time with (versus the other participants).

I agreed to approach every guy on her list but that meant that I had to have a reason to attend the reunion. She was able to get me an invitation to attend as her father. I am twice her age so she could easily be my daughter. Besides I knew that she also has a “daddy fantasy” so this worked out well.

We went over the details of the gang bang. She wanted to attend the cocktail party and dinner while the sexual tension built. I agreed to handle all the details including renting the suite in the hotel where the reunion was held. Thankfully the host committee had chosen an excellent hotel in downtown Pittsburgh. The Fairmont Hotel is in the heart of the business district with excellent views and nicely appointed contemporary amenities.

With about 180 rooms, including 19 suites it was the perfect size for the reunion and the beautifully appointed Presidential Suite was the ideal location for Amy’s fantasy.

We agreed that we would stay at the event, which included a cocktail mixer, a dinner, a live and silent auction and a dance. We figured we would have to stay at the event until at least the dancing started as there were many people to talk to. The other issue was that we had to contain the event so there was not a long line of horny guys standing in the hallway of the hotel waiting for a turn with Amy.

We discussed what she would or would not do and how and when I should intervene in the festivities. We also discussed hygiene and protocol on how to manage what would be a testosterone fueled event. bodrum escort bayan We also discussed how to handle and manage her husband who had never experienced anything like this before, especially with his hot wife. She told me a lot about him and how she had finally convinced him to go along with her desires but she was concerned that he might freak out once he actually saw Amy in action. Once again this required my participation and involvement in order to protect her and him from any untoward events.

After finalizing the plans we confirmed the plan again while I ate Amy to another five wet and loud climaxes. What a woman!

Once her husband arrived (he went to the same high school) we organized a dinner meeting. Amy invited me to meet with her and her husband to help explain her innermost desires. We met for dinner and talked about life and sex and they shared some of their deepest thoughts and fears. Fortunately I was able to convince Amy’s husband that her activities were harmless and that she wanted to remain married and committed to her spouse. However, her constant need for sex cannot be met by her husband.

Finally he agreed that I was working in Amy’s best interests and that I would always protect her from any possible harm. In short, he felt comfortable with me knowing that I could be trusted to help and support Amy in every way. He also knew that I was fucking her and he was okay with that as well.

Since I had arrived early it gave us plenty of time to get together for some “rehearsal time” and to continue to discuss the planned events. I went to the hotel and made the reservation for the Presidential Suite. I made sure they knew we wanted extra towels and I made a trip to the “party store” to buy Astroglide, condoms, handcuffs, some feathers, a leather strap and a couple of dildos.

I knew the guys would be spent long before Amy so I wanted to have a little “insurance” for slow times. We wouldn’t want to keep the resident nympho unoccupied, would we?

When Saturday finally arrived Amy was hot and eager for the evening. I was worried about Amy’s husband in spite of our pleasant and productive discussion. You never know how a man will react when he sees his wife being pounded by one or more guys knowing that she is experiencing extreme pleasure that he would never provide. However, Amy had made up her mind. This gang bang fantasy was going to happen.

The Presidential Suite was phenomenal. Floor to ceiling windows provided sweeping views of the lovely city skyline. Pittsburgh is a very visual and clean city with a unique skyline and three rivers which converge in a point at the end of the city. I made certain that there was plenty of water, beer and liquor in the suite and I met with the catering manager to arrange for some light finger food so that the participants would remain relatively sober and able to perform, especially Amy.

The list Amy provided had a list of previous lovers for me. The list contained five names including Charles (the guy who took her cherry), Monty, Thor, Will and Bart. The only other person she fucked in high school was her husband and he would witness the gang bang himself, whether he got laid after the gang bang had yet to be determined.

I had another surprise for sweet, horny Amy. I knew that she had a “daddy fetish” so I covertly found out his address and called him. I told him all about his sexy and nasty daughter and asked if he might be interested in watching her perform and then perhaps taking his turn with her. He was thrilled and told me that he always knew she was hot and nasty. He asked if he might bring along his younger brother, Amy’s uncle to watch the action. I told him that was fine but I wanted to surprise Amy so they would have to remain out of sight until late in the evening. They were delighted to be included and quickly agreed to the terms. I guess kinkiness runs in the family.

The reunion event was pretty typical as far as reunions go. I was able to bribe my way in by telling the organizers that I was a distant uncle to Amy and she vouched for me. During the cocktail mixer she pointed out the targeted males so I could get to them one by one.

It was a little tricky getting around wives and girlfriends but I was able to talk to all five of them and they were all eager to have another taste of the more mature and elegant Amy versus the little girl that they had fucked in high school.

Amy was dressed about as sexily as you can dress for a high school reunion. She wore a slinky black silk dress that ended just above the knee. It was low cut enough to reveal a hint of cleavage but it was evident that she was not wearing a bra. I also knew that she was wearing no panties in the hope that she could give some of the men a glimpse of her very sexy charms. She is shaved clean and has a beautiful beaver. She could not wait to show it off.

Only one of the men I approached was doubtful. Will told me he did not think he could get away from his wife who was mumcular escort very jealous and “clingy.” He was really torn knowing how badly he wanted to sample Amy’s charms but knowing that he would have hell to pay if he got caught. The rest of the men told me that would do whatever was necessary to escape from their wives and two of them were attending solo.

After the dinner and auction the band started playing and Amy decided to have some fun. Liquor was flowing freely in spite of the cash bar limitation and the band was outstanding. I had told each of the men to invite Amy to dance as she wanted to tease them on the dance floor in anticipation of what was to follow.

Amy is a wonderful dancer and always seemed to find a way to twirl in just the right way to make her dress fly up revealing her lovely legs. When she was slow dancing she ground her pelvis into the men she danced with and she told me she loved the feeling of control when her dance partners got hard.

She was totally in control and did not allow the men to feel her up. She wanted to taunt and tantalize the men while dancing knowing all the while that she would soon be on her back enjoying their cocks one after another.

Amy’s husband was amazingly calm throughout the evening. I suppose he had resigned himself to the fact that he was married to a nympho and, after all, she was his wife and he got to sleep with her every night. He had done very well in business and they enjoyed a comfortable lifestyle so he really didn’t have it too bad (as long as he could manage his own feelings while sexy Amy had her fun.

Amy twirled and taunted and teased her way through about 45 minutes of dancing. It was clear she was hot and would soon be ready for the action she wanted so badly. She came to the table where I was sitting with her husband watching her tease her dance partners.

She was flushed and slightly sweaty. You could feel the sex she exuded and I caught a faint whiff of her dripping vagina. She told us she was about ready to go up to the suite so we started to wrap up the evening by saying goodbye to those around us. We had told the men to come up no earlier than 11:00 PM so when we departed around 10:30 the participants knew it was time to dump their wives and head to the Presidential Suite.

Amy and her husband left the party unceremoniously and quietly. One by one the lucky men departed the party, some with a wink and a nod towards me. Once all the participants left the party I made my way upstairs to the Suite where Amy was gazing out on the lovely city of Pittsburgh. She was positively glowing and oozing sex. As I entered the Suite she ran towards me, ignoring her husband who was sitting on the sofa drinking a glass of wine.

She threw her arms around me and gave me a full body embracing hug and a sloppy wet kiss. “Thank you so much for setting up this wonderful evening. I can’t wait for the party to get started.”

I squeezed her luscious breasts while returning the kiss. I suggested that she get in the shower and then into something a bit more “revealing.” She skipped towards the shower as she stripped off her shoes and dress.

Buck naked she entered the shower while I approached her husband. “Are you sure you are okay with this tonight?”

He nodded slowly. “I guess I have always known about Amy’s approach to life and sex but I have never really confronted it in person. Guess I’ll find out tonight what I am made of and how much I love her.”

I patted him on the shoulder and told him that would insure that everything would be find and I told him to “just go with it.” I also reminded him that it was him that would be flying back to San Francisco and sleeping with her every night while all the young lads in Pittsburgh would be having wet dreams thinking about how lucky he was. He seemed to be cool with that reassurance and nodded in the affirmative to me.

Amy was humming a tune while soaping her lovely body. She seemed giddy with joy and anticipation. I went to the closet and pulled out a Victoria’s Secret bag and handed it to Amy as she dried herself with the plush cotton towel. She wrapped the over-sized towel around her sexy body and gave me a big kiss.

“Is this for me? I love Victoria’s Secret.”

She ripped the bag open to reveal a very sexy black negligee. It was silky and clingy and looked as good on her as any Victoria’s Secret model in a magazine. She also discovered the black fuck me heels in the bag and slipped those on her feet. Finally she found the sexy black thong which was barely the size of a pirate’s eye patch. She pulled those on over the heels. She looked like a million dollars even before she moved to the mirror to comb her hair and put on makeup.

I slipped out of the bathroom knowing that the men would begin arriving soon. I called her Father and Uncle on the cell phone and gave them an update and final instructions on when (and how) they should arrive. We wanted this to be a huge surprise bodrum sınırsız escort for Amy.

One by one the lucky men arrived…………some were still a bit sheepish thinking that this was somehow a scam or set up. However, I greeted each one with a handshake and welcomed them to the party. They all knew Amy’s husband as he had attended the same high school. Once inside they quickly warmed up to the thought of sex with Amy, who was still primping in the bathroom. We wanted all the men to be in attendance before Amy made an appearance.

Finally all the participants had arrived, including Will who had dumped his wife by telling her that he was going for drinks with some of his buddies. Also, Charles, Monty, Thor, and Bart also showed up eagerly anticipating the gang bang experience with the lovely Amy, who had yet to make an appearance.

I went into the bathroom where Amy looked simply stunning in her sexy lingerie. She had slightly teased and tousled her hair and looked for the entire world like a Super Model. I told her all the participants were in the suite. As we had discussed she wanted them all lined up in nothing but their underwear when she made her appearance.

I returned to the suite and asked all the men to strip down to their boxers or briefs. It was show time. I was eager to see what Amy’s husband would do and lo and behold, he stripped down and stood at the end of the line of men. Guess he wanted to make sure his needs were met as well. I winked at him as I cranked up the stereo music. I chose some sixties funk music for Amy’s grand entrance. Once she heard the music play for a few minutes the bathroom door opened and Amy waited for a few seconds before stepping through the door. She really knows how to play the crowd. Already the men were beginning to sport erections in anticipation of her appearance.

Amy stepped through the bathroom door and there was an audible gasp as Amy slithered her way to the line of men. She started by sliding up to her husband, kissing him on the lips. She squeezed his cock through his boxers and moved to Charles who already had a huge boner pushing his boxers out obscenely. All the men were spellbound by Amy’s lovely body. She had actually put some lipstick on her areolas to make them more visible through the negligee.

As Amy moved down the line kissing the men and squeezing their cocks, they squirmed and twisted but all six men were too timid to reach out and grab Amy’s breasts or reach between her legs. She was clearly in control as she sexily slithered from man to man.

Finally it was time for action. Amy moved to Charles and grabbed his crotch as she slowly knelt before him. She told all the men to remove their boxers and get ready for action. As Charles dropped his laundry his cock was sticking straight out and fully erect. He had a nice, thick cock about 7 inches and fairly thick. He took Amy’s cherry in high school and they fucked off and on for about two years. As she lowered her lips to his cock she looked up at him and smiled. Charles was almost giddy with anticipation as Amy wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and then moved her glossy wet lips around the pink head of his man meat.

Once Amy had Charles’s cock firmly in her mouth she reached out with her other hand to grasp Monty’s rather meager cock. It was about 5 inches and very thin. It was the least impressive of all the cocks lined up for action. However, Amy reached out with her hand and stroked his Monty’s cock while she continued vigorously sucking Charles’ thick cock.

Within a couple of minutes Charles was moaning and telling Amy that he was about to cum. His words pushed Amy to a faster pace while she also quickened her hand job on Monty. Charles soon gushed his load into Amy’s waiting mouth and she never missed a beat stroking Monty’s cock. While Charles was still cumming in Amy’s mouth Monty groaned loudly and spurted his love juice all over the carpet and Amy’s hand. While his cock was not impressive, his ejaculate was. He spurted what seemed like several ounces of sperm onto the carpet. Very impressive!!

Amy looked down the line at the array of cocks awaiting her. She told me later that she was concerned that the men would all cum quickly and not be able to perform. After all, she wanted a gang bang and it was about her, not them.

Amy got up from her kneeling position and looked at me. “Isn’t it about time to move this show into the bedroom?” I nodded and took Amy by the hand. We strolled into the bedroom and all six men followed while stroking their cocks in order to keep them nice and hard.

Amy pulled the negligee over her head and once again, there was a collective gasp as the men gazed upon her lovely and luscious body. Obviously she had grown into a very sexy woman versus the young girl that they had known many years ago. Her body is simply stunning and she crawled up on the bed on all fours. She looked over her shoulder and said “Who’s next fella’s?”

Will stepped forward and jumped on the bed. While Amy had not actually had sex with him she had teased him and given him a hand job in high school. When he stroked his cock to an impressive length and girth (about 8 + inches) it was easy to see why his wife kept him on a short leash. She did not want him sharing his love pole with any other women.

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“Perfect,” she said out loud to no one. As if the night couldn’t get any worse, now her costume was ruined. The piece of shit car had just barely held onto life long enough to chug and puff into the gas station before it died with one last horrible cough. She had put the hood up and tinkered around in there the best she could – Karen didn’t know anything about cars except how to fill them with gas. While she was bent over the greasy engine the wings she had so carefully attached to complete her ‘Angel’ costume had fallen into the muck.

Not that it mattered much now, without her car running there was no way she was going to make it to the party anyway. She walked over to the pay phone and dropped a coin in the slot, dialed a number. It was answered on the second ring and she could hear the din of a party in the background as a male voice said “Hello.”

“Tim, its Karen. My piece of shit car gave out again and I can’t get it restarted. Do you think you could come and pick me up?”

“Ah shit Karen, I’ve already had too many beers to drive and so have most people here. I can ask, see if I can find someone who is coming your direction and make a phone call. Where are you?”

“The gas station at the corner of Main and Vine, the new one they just built. It’s cold out here and I’m not dressed to be standing outside, my costume this year wasn’t Eskimo Fisherman.”

“It could be worse,” Tim said. “At least you are in a well lit area and can head inside and get yourself something warm to drink while you wait for a ride.”

She agreed he had a point and she told him to hurry up, that she would wait inside for a ride. Karen hung up the phone and turned to walk back to her car when she noticed the man looking under her hood. She approached cautiously and called out “Hello” when she was still a safe distance away.

The man stepped back and slammed the hood closed. “She’s dead, nothing I can do for her until the morning.” He wasn’t very old and he was strikingly handsome. He wiped his hands on a rag and stuffed it back into his back pocket as he approached her.

He held his hand out to her, “I’m Luke.”

“Karen,” she replied taking his hand cautiously. “Thanks for taking a look at it, but I think I should just take it to the scrap yard rather than sink any more money into trying to fix it yet again.”

Luke laughed. “Probably a good idea. Where were you headed tonight, I can tell that you are dressed for a Halloween party but I can’t tell what your costumed is supposed to be.”

“I’m an angel, or was an angel. That damn car claimed my wings too, and they were perfect. I can’t believe that car is going to ruin another night of my life! And this Halloween party was going to be great – Tim had even sprung for a keg of the good stuff.”

“Tim Collins?” Luke asked. “You were on your way to Tim Collins annual Halloween party?” Tim had been hosting his Halloween parties since before he was old enough to buy the beer himself. The stories of his annual bash had become the stuff of legends around town in the twenty plus years he had been hosting.

She nodded. “And now I won’t make it, which sucks because Halloween and costume parties are my favorite.”

“There’s no reason we can’t give you a ride,” he said gesturing to a car parked in front of the convenience store. “That is if you don’t mind squeezing in the back. My friends and I are headed just up the road from Tim’s. We can drop you off on the way.”

She thought about it for a minute. Luke was hot and he looked like a nice enough guy, and the car he had gestured to was awesome – a black Trans Am. On top of that she was getting cold and she really didn’t want to miss this party, she had been looking forward to it for so long. Karen agreed to accept the ride and retrieved some things from her car. She locked the door and kicked the broken down car one last time in disgust. At least it wasn’t going to ruin her night completely.

Luke escorted her across the lot to the car. The doors swung open and two other men stepped out of the car. The driver was a tall, well muscled man with dark hair and dark brooding eyes. “That’s Bobby,” Luke said and Bobby lifted his head almost imperceptibly in that ‘too cool’ greeting.

The other occupant was a short black man, only a few inches taller than Karen was but she could tell he was an athlete because his shirt sleeves bulged and his neck was thick with muscle. He smiled with a perfect set of bright whites as they were introduced, “This is Tre.”

Luke explained that Karen’s car had broken down and that she was on her way to Tim Collin’s Halloween party. Since they were on their way past there they were going to drop her off. This didn’t seem disagreeable to either of the cars other passengers and Karen was helped into the back seat behind Bobby and Luke dropped into the seat beside her.

Bobby fired up the car with a loud ‘roar’ and the rumble of the exhaust shook Karen in a way that made her think of rough sex. They sped out of the parking lot with the loud squeal of tires; bodrum escort the Trans Am was built to be driven fast and Bobby seemed inclined to do just that.

As they sped down the road, the outside world whipped by and Karen settled back to enjoy the ride. Tre reached under his seat and came up with a bottle, Karen could see from its label that it was whisky. He uncapped the bottle and took a swig, handed the bottle to Bobby and he did likewise. The bottle made its way to the back and Luke offered Karen a drink, which she took, before taking a long pull on the bottle himself.

The alcohol burned Karen going down, but it helped to warm her. She wasn’t outside long but she also wasn’t really wearing any cloths to speak of. The angel costume consisted of not much more than extremely short shorts covered by a sheer skirt and a white halter top that had two purposes – to conceal the wearers breast and hold the costumes wings in place. It did the latter much better than it did the former.

Karen was a good looking girl, tall and with above average assets. She stood about five foot eight and had long, trim legs. Her breasts were her best asset, and they were large enough for a D cup bra. She’d gained the reputation around town for being a slut, but she didn’t think that going to bed with men she found attractive was wrong. Besides she knew girls who had slept with way more men that she had, but Karen was definitely a party girl who loved a good time.

Luke must have sensed this as he kept feeding her whisky and soon her head started to swim. He had set his hand on her knee soon after they got into the car and she hadn’t objected. As time passed he was getting even bolder, moving his hand up her leg. He was now rubbing the inside of her thigh and she could feel little jolts of excitement running through her pussy.

Karen took another drink, a large one and felt it start to melt her inhibitions away. She felt dangerous, in a fast car with three guys that she didn’t know. Hell she hadn’t even thought about it not being safe to take a ride from these total strangers. For all she knew they could be driving her to some remote location to rape her, not that she would mind fucking any of the guys in the car. “Can’t rape the willing,” she thought to herself and a smile crossed her lips.

Luke must have read this as a sign she approved of his advances, which actually she did. He was the best looking guy who had shown interest in her in a while and the alcohol was really starting to loosen her up. He stopped rubbing her thighs and moved his hand between her legs to her pussy. Karen knew she was getting wet and Luke could feel the heat of her pussy though the thin material of her costume. He leaned over and kissed her, tasting the whisky on her tongue and lips. She was a good kisser and they shared a long kiss.

Luke moved his mouth to her neck kissing her skin roughly, Karen loved to be kissed on the neck and she knew that she could feel herself starting to lose control; she decided she didn’t care. Luke moved his other hand to her breasts and squeezed them though her top. The outfit was cut low and a lot of her breasts were pushed up and out of the top and Luke began to rub the bare skin of her tits. He slipped his hand down and inside her bra, pinched a nipple. Karen pushed her body into his touch and Luke pulled down on her top, causing her tits to spill completely out of their confines.

He stopped kissing her neck and moved to her breasts, sucking on each nipple in turn. Luke could feel her wetness now starting to dampen the crotch of her shorts and he rubbed her harder. She pushed back against his touch and opened her eyes and saw that Tre was turned around in his seat watching the show, his eyes locked on her tits.

Karen felt her shorts pulled aside and felt Luke’s touch on her swollen pussy lips. He ran his fingers through her wetness, never penetrating her but teasing her expertly. She pushed her hips down against him in an effort to get his fingers inside her but he just kept on sliding his fingers between the folds of her wet lips, teasing her. She felt like she was on fire and would do anything these guys wanted if they would just please her.

Luke continued to tease Karen and he knew that she was really getting turned on, her hips were pushed as far forward in the cramped back seat as they could. He desperately wanted to put his tongue in her, to suck on her clit and inhale her sweet nectar but that wasn’t going to happen in the back of a Trans Am. His cock was hard and was straining against his jeans. Karen had been stroking him through his cloths since he had started rubbing her pussy and he wanted to be in her mouth. He told her so and she agreed.

Karen pushed Luke off of her and back into his seat. She didn’t bother to fix her cloths or cover herself, she just went for Luke’s jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped them and pulled out his cock. It was a nice size and she put him in her mouth and began to bob up and down on him relentlessly, shoving him deep bodrum merkez escort in her mouth and ramming him against the back of her throat on each stroke. Luke’s hand was on the back of her head, encouraging her to push his cock in even deeper.

She felt the car slow and then turn off the paved road onto a dirt one. Karen had no idea where they were going but she didn’t care, as long as it had enough privacy so she could stop sucking Luke and get him inside her pussy. The car rolled to a stop and she sat up and looked around. They were at the picnic area of a state park, a place that this time of night was guaranteed to be deserted.

Bobby and Tre hopped out of the car, Tre taking the bottle of whisky with him. Luke helped Karen out of the back seat and out into the cool night air. Karen’s nipples hardened in response to the cold and stood erect for all three men to see.

Luke led Karen over to the picnic pavilion and set her on one of the tables. He grabbed her shorts and slid them down over her shapely legs. Tre moved behind her and helped to pull her skimpy top up and over her head. She was stark naked in this very public place, on Halloween night with three hot guys she had met barely a half an hour ago.

Tre handed her the bottle of whisky and she took another deep swig, feeling it warm her insides in stark contrast to the cool night air outside. Bobby sat on the table next to her and Luke straddled the bench between her legs. Karen handed the bottle back to Tre who took a long pull and handed it back to Bobby.

Karen leaned back and kissed Tre who then helped lay her back on the table. Luke was on her pussy in an instant, his tongue licking her slit in long strokes. He slid a finger inside her and worked it in and out of her wet pussy. Tre was standing above her taking off his cloths; first his shirt was off revealing his muscled physique and then his pants and boxers went, and his cock was free. It was very large and very black – Karen had fucked a few black guys and for the most part they had indeed had rather large penises but Tre’s was by far the biggest she had seen.

She got a good look at it too, and from very up close. No sooner had Tre’s cock been released than he was feeding it down her throat. Karen opened her mouth as wide as she could and could feel the strain on her jaw as she struggled to keep her teeth from dragging on Tre’s dick.

Bobby was devoting his attention to her tits, licking and sucking on each nipple in turn. He pressed them together and grabbed the bottle of whisky, tilted it and poured the brown liquid all over her large tits. He licked at them furiously in what had to be the most literal instance of a ‘body shot’ in history.

Luke was doing a number on her pussy too, and his gentle lickings and stroking had been replaced with a feverous assault on her clit and hole. He had three fingers jammed in her pussy and was ramming into her with speed while his mouth sucked and bit on her engorged clit. Karen was going crazy, so many great feelings at once she didn’t know which to concentrate on.

Tre was full on face fucking her now and was ramming his cock into the back of her throat with each long stroke, his huge black balls slapping her in the forehead as he did. Bobby was sucking furiously on her nipples and tits; Karen knew that she would have large hickeys all over them tomorrow.

Karen’s skin began to tingle all over and her breathing became shallow, she orgasmed and her moans were muffled by the cock jammed down her throat. Her hips lifted from the table and bucked on Luke’s mouth, her pussy juices spreading all over his face. “That pussy ready?” Tre asked and Luke assured him that it was. Tre took his cock from Karen’s mouth and he and Luke traded ends.

Karen looked at Bobby who was still sitting there clothed. He took a swig of the whisky and then put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. He put the bottled to Karen’s lips and tilted it, pouring a little too much down her throat causing her to cough and sputter. Bobby laughed, “You better get used to having a lot of liquid in your mouth, cuz once we’re done fucking your pussy and ass you’re going to swallow all that we have to give you.” He reached out and tweaked a nipple hard as if to punctuate his statement and Karen started to say something like, “Pussy and Ass?” or “No need to be mean about it, of course I’ll let you cum in my mouth” but she never got the words out, when she opened her mouth to speak Luke jammed his cock in her mouth and she forgot all about what she was going to say.

Tre was getting ready to fuck her sweet pussy, teasing her with his big cock, putting the head in and then sliding it back out and rubbing her pussy with it. Karen’s hips moved to take more of him each time he did and each time he withdrew much to her disappointment. Then in one quick, violent motion he shoved into her and past any resistance that may have been left. His cock crashed into the back of her vagina and his balls slapped her ass bodrum otele gelen escort with a loud ‘thwap!’ Karen cried out in pleasure and pain, filled so fully that she began to cum. It occurred to her then that Tre probably never did anything gentle.

Luke was still fucking Karen’s mouth, and even though he had a nice sized cock it wasn’t like when she was trying to blow Tre. Karen put her hands on Luke’s ass and pulled him into her mouth, using her tongue to please him before releasing him to catch her breath and then pulling him back into her mouth. Luke loved the blowjob; this hot bitch was taking every inch of him into her mouth with decided skill.

Tre continued his rampage on her pussy, driving into her with force, ripping her open and slamming into the deepest parts of her. The first few thrusts Karen thought that she was going to be ripped in half, but as her pussy became wetter and she got used to his size she started to really enjoy herself. She had to hand it to Tre, despite his apparent lack of tact he really knew how to fuck. She came and added more lube to the coupling; Tre took her moans as encouragement and only fucked her harder.

Bobby must have seen Tre starting to loose control because he said, “Don’t come in her you fuck, not until we have all had a crack at that sweet pussy. Luke, bend her over the end of the table down there.” Tre slammed his cock into Karen one more time and then withdrew. Karen’s pussy tightened and squeezed his cock unconsciously trying to hold him inside her.

The guys helped Karen up and moved her to the end of the table. Luke took up position behind her and pushed her forward, exposing her hot cunt. He reached his hands around and cupped her breasts as he slid inside her. Karen reached down between her legs and lazily rubbed her clit as Luke settled into a slow pattern that was the exact opposite of Tre’s. Luke fucked her with long, slow strokes that let him feel every inch of her hot box; He would push all the way and hold himself inside her, his hips pressed against her sweet ass, and then out again leaving in just the tip before repeating the motion.

Bobby undressed and hopped onto the table in front of Karen. She could see that his cock, while only half hard, seemed to already be bigger than Tre’s. Must be the alcohol she thought and then it was in her mouth. Bobby was pulling her down onto it as far as she could go and Karen had to concentrate on not throwing up. She gagged on his cock as it grew, and grew and grew some more. She pulled it out of her mouth and looked at it, shiny from her spit in the moonlight. It had to be over a foot long and almost as thick as a beer can.

“Holy fuck,” Karen said and the three men laughed.

“Bobby’s a legend, even us brothers bow down to him.” Tre said from his seat at the picnic table. He was working on the whisky again and Karen noticed that for all the drinking they had been doing, the bottle still seemed half full.

“Yeah,” Luke said from behind Karen. “He figured out that if you have a big cock and a cool car you don’t have to have a personality to get laid.”

“Fuck you guys,” Bobby said and laughed. “Luke, stop worrying about my cock and concentrate on getting yours in her ass.”

Karen tried to object, she had tried anal sex a few times in the past and hadn’t enjoyed it, but before she could say anything Bobby had stuck his cock back in her mouth. He pulled her down onto his lap, trying to shove his monstrous dick deeper into her throat. Karen had to put her hands on the table to keep herself from being chocked and so when she felt Luke’s cock press against her ass she was in no position to fend him off.

Luke started to push against her anus, felt resistance and tried again. “Needs lube,” he said and Tre handed him the bottle of whisky. Karen felt a splash of liquid on her ass and then felt Luke’s tongue in her crack, licking at her holes. Again Luke tried and this time her backside relented and his cock slid into her. His hands were on her tits again and he squeezed her nipples hard, sending shock waves of pleasure through Karen. She felt him push deeper into her ass, deeper than any one had before and she began to feel herself relax.

She had also figured out how to keep Bobby from chocking her to death and was now sucking on him as best she could despite his enormous size. Karen managed to get her mouth open wide enough to fit around Bobby’s cock and tried to deep throat him. She was enjoying the challenge of sucking his huge cock and put as much in her mouth as she could and pushed. He held the back of her throat and pushed as deep as was possible. Karen thought she had a good amount of him down her throat but when looked she saw that more than half of him was still sticking out of her mouth. How she was ever going to get this thing in her pussy she didn’t know.

Luke had stopped fucking her ass and she felt him slide out of her and then back in, only this time she felt her ass hole being stretched even further. While Karen was concentrating on Bobby’s cock Tre had moved behind her and taken Luke’s place in her ass. If Karen thought Tre would be gentler because he was in her ass and not her pussy she was badly mistaken. Tre reached up and grabbed a hold of her shoulders and pulled. She felt her anus stretch and tear as he shoved and shoved his huge black cock inside her.

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The following story is a work of fiction, based loosely (VERY loosely) on reality. All characters depictions and events described are bullshit pulled from thin air and my own ass. Take it as nothing more than a hokey adult narrative. Future chapters will likely be the same character in different situations.

Since my divorce I’ve had a whole new outlook on being single. Where once dating and relationships may have been important in my new life all I really cared about was sex and for lack of a less vulgar term pussy. I had been going to school full time and delivering pizza in my suburban community prior to the divorce. Apparently our conflicting schedules had been more than the marriage could bear and we found ourselves too stressed to save the marriage. We agreed to go our separate ways. I’m only 26 so I’m certainly not going to resign to being a boring grown up yet. I decided to back down on schooling and work more. The great thing about delivering pizza is most of your money is tax-free. On the books I barely took home $200 a week, in actually I netted close to six most weeks, more than enough for a single guy with a cheap mortgage. We had sold the house we bought together and with my half of the profit I bought a run-down fixer upper on the outskirts of town. (Fortunately I worked as a carpenter for a while and am pretty handy…wink wink).

Anyway enough about that lets get on with this torrid little tale. My name’s Greg, I’m just under six feet tall, I hit the gym a few times a week so I’m pretty doggone fit, and I keep myself up. I’m not much of a dresser and sure as hell not a playa, but I get my fair share just by being honest and witty. (No really, confidence goes a long way) I keep my noggin buzzed down to the skin and wear a half dozen gold rings in my left ear. I’ve also got a once a year tattoo habit…the older I live the more colorful I get.

Since the divorce I’ve been in full on lech mode, stealing peaks at every bit of cleavage, and piece of ass in tight clothing I can see. Delivering pizza in the summer down here sure gives me plenty of that. I’ve got my regular customers, the housewives, the young girls, and the single waitresses who get up and order breakfast around two pm. You name it I check em’ out. There are a few suburbanite neighborhoods around here where it seems like every yard has a pool in it, and I love going there, because if it’s hot, and it usually is there are bikinis to be seen. I always wonder when a woman or girl answers the door in a bikini do they know they’re putting on a show. (I think they must right?) Anyway I flirt and smile, and usually score a decent tip for my jokingly gallant demure attitude. (Me and my adjectives J)

One night, not too long ago I delivered to a nice house in a decent neighborhood. It’s usually the baby-sitter, she’s a little young, but will probably be good looking in a couple years. Tonight though there were a few cars in the driveway, if I recalled the lady of the house was hot. I got to the door and a smokin’ blonde answered the door; the lady of the house was in. Late thirties, dressed in a tight tank top, her hair and make-up were meticulously in place. I reached into the bag and pulled out two meals. Was the other for a husband perhaps? Then around the corner came a woman who had to be her sister or perhaps a close friend. She was a redhead, a few light freckles across her cheeks. She was equally attractive, maybe a little bigger. (In all the right places of course) The first bent to place the food on a table behind her and as she did I caught a side view of her breast in the tiny tank top, as well as the top of her panties peaking from her shorts. I love summertime I though to myself.

“Do you work every weekend?” The second woman asked in a smoky low voice.

“Friday and Saturday!” I said happily.

“You must not get any time to go out?” The first one said turning back towards me to pay.

“I’m not really a partier, if I’m going to go out weekend or weeknight doesn’t really bother me.” I said.

“Are you single?” The second lady asked.

“Actually recently divorced.” I said holding up my hand to display the stark white band where my ring had been. They laughed.

“Divorced so young?” The first one asked, she held the money back not offering it out as if trying to prolong the conversation, my sex radar began to go off. Let me mention now that sexually I’m very open minded, ready to do whatever turns people on, because almost everything turns me on.

“I was going to school and we were both working, it just put too much of a strain on us, we kind of grew apart.” I said shrugging.

“I noticed you taking quite an eyeful of my friend here, do you like what you see?” The second one asked.

“MMM.” I nodded a little sheepishly. “Sorry, since the divorce its like my eyes have a mind of their own.” I said probably blushing a little.

“Don’t be sorry.” The first woman who I had been caught checking out said. “It’s not often that I get checked out by your age group, and I have to admit I like it a little.”

“I’m escort bodrum sure you get checked out more often than you think, you’re both very lovely women.” I said giving a little curtsy of a bow and smiling. I was throwing myself at their designer pump covered feet. They glowed happily.

“Well now you certainly know the right buttons to push. You’re a well built young man yourself.” The second woman said coming to stand beside her friend. “How late do you deliver until?”

“We stop taking calls at eleven, but it’s not unusual for me to still be driving at quarter or even half past.” I said.

“Really?” The first said sounding impressed. “What time do you usually get out of the restaurant?”

“On a good night eleven thirty, normally twelve though.” I said. “It depends how much cleaning there is to do.”

“So if we called at eleven on the button you wouldn’t be delivering the food on your way home?” The red head asked.

“Probably not.” I said.

“Too bad.” The blonde said. “I think if you were on your way home, we would invite you in for a nightcap.” My mind raced and I went for it. Meanwhile my crotch had begun to fill with blood and grew larger seeking more room in my denim shorts.

“Wow, that sounds like an offer I couldn’t possibly refuse.” I said. “On weeknights I usually take food on the way home, but the weekends are usually too busy.”

“What if you ordered something to go and just brought it to us.” The blond said. “Our phone number is right here on the slip, you could call when you’re leaving the restaurant and we can be waiting for you. It’s just us in this house all weekend, I’m divorced too and the kids are visiting their father.”

“Sure!” I said. “Sounds like fun, what would you like?” The red head smiled and her eyes trailed downwards to my crotch, which by now was fully hard and fortunately grew sideways against my abdomen rather than tenting my shorts embarrassingly, still the shape must have been pretty clear to the redhead.

“Just a large fry and an order of onion rings. Something to pick on.” The blonde said. “What do you drink?” She asked. “Are you a beer man, or can we interest you in some wine or mixed drinks.” My turn to smile.

“Surprise me.” I said. This time the blonde smiled and the redhead looked over at her. For an instant there was a knowing glance between them, then they both looked at me.

“We will, of course if you drink, you’ll have to stay over, so just be prepared not to leave we’re gonna’ be up late.” The redhead whispered, and finally the blonde held out her money.

“Keep the change and I’ll see you later.” The blonde said. She had given me twenty dollars for a thirteen-dollar order. “Take this so you can call us when you’re leaving.” She handed me back her receipt, with her phone number on the bottom.

The remainder of the night was thankfully busy enough to go by quickly and finally at eleven fifteen I got back to the restaurant with my last delivery. I helped close up and shut down the restaurant in record time and packing up the fries and rings I headed to my car almost Starsky and Hutch style. (Running and sliding over the hood) Fortunately at the last minute I realized that I drive a late model Mazda and would’ve dented my hood. Once in the car I pressed send on my cell phone. The phone number had been cued up for over an hour.

“Hello.” A sultry voice rifled with anticipation.

“Hi it’s me, I’m on my way.” I said.

“MMM we’re waiting for you.” She replied. “What’s your name anyway?” She asked.

“Greg.” I answered. “Yourself?”

“Heather, and my red headed friend is Dianne.” Heather said. “So tell me, how brave are you feeling tonight?”

“What do you have in mind?” I asked.

“A proposition.” Heather breathed into the phone. “We’ll answer the door naked if you do a little something for us.”

“Name it.” I said my cock straining my pants and draining all rational blood from my intellect.

“Come to my door with no pants on, at all.” Heather said. “I want that virile young piece of meat flopping in the breeze and my late night snack in your hand, and you knocking with your other hand.” She paused letting the silent crackle of the cell phone connection add emphasis. “What do you say?”

“No problem.” I replied. Any doubt as to whether or not I was getting laid tonight vanished. There would be no game of cat and mouse, no flirtatious small talk, no innuendo. These were horny women who knew what they wanted and were apparently prepared to extract it from me without the normal bullshit.

“I’ll shut the light off so my neighbors don’t see your cute little ass walking up my driveway.” Heather said.

I really tried not to speed, and still found myself rolling into the driveway only a few minutes after leaving the restaurant. It was the moment of truth. With my dome light switched off, I undid my belt and pulled my shorts and boxers off together, my erection had been coming and going all night with each thought of the two women waiting turgutreis escort inside the house, it now stood strong and proud with a tiny daub of precome glistening at the tip.

I picked up the bag of food off the passenger seat swung my door open and walked across the dark driveway to the front steps. The inside door was open a quarter inch and a tiny slit of soft light illuminated the edges behind the screen. I knocked on the doorjamb, and went to open the screen only to find it locked. My heart froze for a moment. The inside door opened and from behind the screen Heather, the blond looked at me smiling. She was fully clothed in the same outfit she had been earlier. Although now there was no bra beneath the tank top and her nipples jutted noticeably out.

“Well.” She said looking me up and down in the dim light from the hall. My erection lifted my shirt making it visible, although my t-shirt hung to just below my butt. “Turn around for me, let me inspect the goods.” I turned slowly around for her, when I faced away from her she asked me to lift my shirt. “UUH!” She said. “Dianne I told you he had a great ass. Come look at this. Keep showing that ass Greg, it’s amazing.” I heard someone else approaching and looked back over my shoulder to see Dianne enter the hall from the back of the house somewhere, she was completely naked!

Her breasts were fuller than they appeared before, and her pubic hair was thick and dark red just like her hair. Her nipples were light pink and pretty big, but perfectly round. She had put her hair in a ponytail.

“Should we let him in?” Dianne asked. I started to turn towards them.

“Hey!” Heather said stopping me in mid turn. “I’m not done checking out your ass yet.” She turned to the lovely naked Dianne. “I don’t know.” She said. “I’m having fun with him just like this.” Heather reached up and wrapped her hands around one of Dianne’s breasts, rolling the nipple in her fingers. Dianne moaned softly.

“Greg.” Heather said looking directly at me. “Why don’t you leave the food on the porch railing and go to the car and leave your shirt. Don’t take off your shoes though, it’s so cute to see your bare ass with those hiking sneakers on, and the scrunched up gym socks are great.” Heather continued to rub Dianne’s breasts now moving to the other one, while I set the food on the rail. As I reached the car they opened the door and took the food locking it again before I walked naked back up to it. Now they could see my tattoos, as well as everything else.

My tattoos include a serpent on my back sneaking up the middle to the nape of my neck, a tribal on both biceps, a toucan behind one shoulder and a Celtic design behind the other. I’ve also got a tribal silhouette of a yin-yang at the base of my back right below the serpent’s tail. I’ve been doing the annual tattoo thing for six years now.

“Look at all the tattoos.” Heather said. “Very sexy.” I stood before them with my hands at my sides. “Turn let’s see the one’s on your back better. The view from the car wasn’t that great.” I turned for them standing out here naked had me hard as a rock. “So tell me how bad do you want to get in here?” Heather asked as I came around to face them again. “Looks pretty hard to me.” Heather said eyeing my crotch. She slid her index finger down Dianne’s abdomen and across Dianne’s crotch. Dianne shivered.

“I want to get in there so bad.” I said.

“What will you do for us when you get in here.” Heather asked.

“Anything you want.” I said. “No pain though.”

“With all those tattoos, you’re saying no pain.” Heather cooed. “Well I wouldn’t hurt you anyway, but let’s see if you’re ready to obey.” She paused. “Pinch a nipple lightly.” I complied.

“Stroke yourself just a little.” Heather said. I did as I was told.

“HMMM. Lift your balls way up and stroke the skin behind them.” Heather said. With one hand I tugged myself lightly up with the other I began to massage between my legs. “You’re so muscular.” Heather said. “One more request and I open the door.” I looked at her waiting her request.

“Turn around and show me your ass, but spread the cheeks and stick it out, I want to see your asshole.” Heather now had one hand between Dianne’s legs and was gently spreading the woman’s lips to rub the inside of her slit. I turned away from the two women, facing her front yard naked. The glow of a distant streetlight the only light I could see as I stuck my rear end out and with a hand on each cheek pulled my ass apart for her.

“Very good.” Heather said. “You listen well. Stay just like that for a moment. Don’t move.” The screen door opened slightly and I felt a hand pinch my butt cheek, then her hand slid towards the middle. A finger trailed across my rectum ever so lightly. “C’mon in.” Heather said letting go of my ass. I let go as well and turned to walk through the open door.

My cock was as hard as it had ever been, It barely bounced as I walked into Heather’s front hall. The two women were all over me they ran their türkbükü escort hands over my chest, my ass, Dianne began to suck on one of my nipples, as Heather softly grabbed a hold of my penis. I reached out for Dianne’s breasts.

“Keep your hands to yourself until I tell you to.” Heather said sharply and gently squeezed my cock. I dropped my outstretched hands. The sensations were overwhelming as two sets of experienced hands roamed my body greedily. Dianne’s hot mouth and soft warm tongue trailed across my chest and over my abdomen. I tightened my stomach muscles as she did, my breath hitching with anticipation as her mouth sank lower. She stopped at my belly button and gently worked her tongue in slow circles on it. Meanwhile Heather had my testicles in one hand and was gently rolling them around, while her other hand squeezed my ass cheeks.

Dianne reached down between her legs and then as she slid her tongue back up my body to my neck she reached a glistening finger up to my lips.

“Taste?” She asked. I opened my mouth and sucked on the finger tasting the musky sweetness of her pussy. She pressed her full breasts against my body, as Heather released me and began to undress. Dianne began walking me backwards into the adjoining living room until my knees hit the arm of the couch, Dianne pushed me over it and I fell. Now I was lying with my knees draped over the arm of the couch and Dianne sank to her knees and began to lick the shaft of my cock.

Heather came into the room, her trim body now fully exposed. Her breasts seemed almost too big for how small she was, but they were still not quite as large as Dianne’s. Heather walked to the couch and swung a leg over me. She had one thin, but full stripe of golden blonde pubic hair. Now straddling me she slid her pussy to my face.

“Eat me.” She whispered as her pussy made contact with my face. I slid my tongue up and down her as her lips parted and accepted me. She was soaking wet and from the first time my tongue slid inside her she began to run down my chin. She had an almost spicy flavor, much sweeter than Dianne’s. I ate hungrily and brought my hands up to grab her ass.

“Just your mouth.” She said grinding against my jaw. I put my hands back by my side as she began to grind against me. Meanwhile the combination of sensations was overwhelming me, I had never been with two women, and could feel my orgasm building.

“He’s gonna’ cum soon.” Dianne whispered taking my cock out of her mouth to do so.

“Good, we’ll get the first one out of the way.” Heather said. Dianne went back to work feverishly on me, and seconds later I buried my face in Heather’s pussy as the orgasm hit me. My body tensed and then began to spasm. Dianne didn’t take her mouth off me until I was completely soft, but she didn’t swallow either, I could feel the cum in her mouth swirling around my softening dick. I went back to work on Heather and before Dianne released me, she was coming and violently fucked my face as she did. From forehead to chin I was drenched. Then Heather turned to Dianne, who had just let me slide out of her mouth and they kissed.

I looked up at the sight of two gorgeous women above me, naked and kissing. Dianne moved around to stand beside the couch as Heather slid down my body taking care to keep her wet pussy in contact with me at all times. Finally she was at my crotch and with her face to mine she kissed me. Her mouth tasted like flesh, my flesh of course, and I could taste myself and her mixing as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth, she and Dianne had apparently shared more than a kiss. Then she too climbed off of me and stood beside Dianne.

“Get up.” Heather said. I did standing closely between them spent and limp.

“Follow us.” Dianne said and they headed back into the hall and up the stairs. I walked behind them feeling awkward in just my shoes. They led me to what was clearly the master bedroom.

“Take those shoes off and lie on my bed flat on your back.” Heather said. I pulled my shoes off and climbed into the bed the sheets were summery and smooth. Heather went into the adjoining bathroom, and in the silence Dianne and I could both hear her peeing. It seems strange to mention, but lying there on the bed naked with Dianne looking down at me it seemed such a prevalent sound. A moment later I heard the toilet paper rattling and then Heather was strutting back into the room. She sat on the bed and began to play with my limp penis.

“Why don’t you go down on Dianne for a while now.” Heather said and Dianne approached the bed and climbed on. Dianne faced Heather, settling her pussy on my lips and my nose against her asshole. I began to lick her vagina which was already open and easily as wet as Heather’s had been. I could feel Heather playing with me, every so often she would lean in and lick or kiss it. Slowly blood began to return, but it was slow getting back up to full hardness.

“You’re getting there.” Heather said. “Maybe this will help.” She reached down and lifted my cock and balls, I felt her hand going between my legs her long slender middle finger sliding between my ass cheeks and pressing against my rectum. My cock continued to stiffen, and definitely quicker. Her pressure got more insistent as her finger slid into me not even to the first knuckle she stopped as my cock was now rock hard.

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Tuesday morning at about 9.30 was usually the time unless they changed it. When that happened I often got no warning; so they would turn up take me into a room and just take my pants down. I had to undergo this official inspection every week. Sometimes they would come and do a spot check which could be a bit embarrassing.

I had just turned 21 and it was a couple of years since that encounter with Fernandez the boxer and this was back home so at least no one knew about that. And I was trying to get back to gymnastics because things had got a bit complicated. You know after my failed attempts to take secret pics of those trannies in the shower; well it was Mandy to be exact. She got really angry at first then took advantage of me and that’s how I got sort of compromised. I mean I couldn’t stop them really because they outnumbered me. And I just don’t have that sort of physique when it comes to defending myself physically.

But I can do gymnastics because I’m quite light and that’s the trouble, those sort of sex hormones made me put on weight a bit. It was things like …well.. I have more than men normally do, sort of where their teats are but I’ll come to that later.

Anyway the club wanted me off drugs, whatever they were, if was going to compete. I mean there was no hiding what had happened to me as my state of affairs was quite obvious. Actually I didn’t mind all that much. It certainly attracted a lot of attention from the guys and strangely from some of the girls too. I just wanted to get fit and try to loose some weight but it was difficult because, as guys kept telling me, it was not fat that was making me heavier, it was a sort of change to my whole body.

The authorities were starting to get strict about gender after some female athletes were accused of being men. And now some feminists were saying it wasn’t fare just to test them. What about ‘effeminate guys’ and all that.

I didn’t mind it all too much personally but it was a bit difficult to explain things to the other guys. I think it was the girls who spilt the beans in the end.

“So what do they do to you in there?” Jason had asked. He was one of a bunch of weight lifters who seemed to take a lot of interest in me.

“It’s sort of routine really you know, they insist on once a week so you know it’s some thing I just have to do and …”

Jason cut me off “Hey! what actually happens, I mean well..” he looked round and grinned at several others who were crowding round. “I mean do they do some sort of inspection or something or er.. ‘examination’ that’s the word I was looking for”.

“Do they make you take your pants down?” Grant is such a huge powerful guy he sort of overpowers me.

“Must be fucking interesting! Yea what do you reckon? especially with him getting periods and all that sort of thing!”

“Hey shut up Jack that’s just a rumour, we don’t know if it’s true, give him a chance man!” Jason had sprung to my defence.

To be honest I actually liked these occasions although some of them could be quite intimidating but the conversation had never gone this far before. Perhaps it was stupid of bodrum escort me to take them up about my periods but I felt I had to set the record straight or the rumours would get even wilder!

“I mean I don’t really know what some people have been saying but well … you know” I hesitated as I had talked myself into trouble. “Yea well it wouldn’t be possible for me would it? I mean…”

“You mean what?” interrupted Grant. He had his arms folded in a way that emphasised the power of his pectorals and naturally he was stripped to the waist but the bulge in his sports short was fearsomely obvious. Grant was excited about me and I suddenly felt myself wanting him. I just couldn’t help it!

“Look I don’t get this! You let them come and do all this to you; why the hell do you let them do it?” Jason exclaimed. He was trying to assert himself over Grant then this woman’s voice piped up from behind them.

“They have to check out his willy don’t they as well as his boobs” she said turning away and shading her eyes but then her friend added “It’s his bum they’re interested in. They’ve got to look up him and do some tests you see” This one called Shirley, a pole vaulter, was very feminist, she just stood there flicked her hare and maintained a sort defiant and confident look. Then she put came forward and put a hand on my arm saying “No offence darling!”

“So what do you think they’ll find up his bum unless they’re worried about his getting fucked and I don’t know what that has to do with this bunch of busy bodies.” Jason insisted.

“It’s not that! It’s those feminizers; are you blind? Don’t tell me you hadn’t noticed his swollen boobs! He hasn’t been injecting anything. They put it up his ass silly! And it doesn’t show up in ordinary drug tests, does it?!” Shirley was enjoying trying to embarrass the guys but I guessed it only made them more excited.

Then the girls suddenly looked away as Grant pushed forward very aggressively. He had a huge bulge in his shorts. He came closer to me now and in front of the others grabbed my bare arm and looked me very firmly into my eyes.

“Look here we need to get to the bottom on this period business once and for all!” Everyone started laughing at the unintended pun. “OK! OK! If you don’t have a cunt then what have you got in front? Or is it all round the back?” the laughing continued. Suddenly I felt I didn’t care, perhaps I could call their bluff.

“OK I’ll take my pants down right here if you like and you can all have a good look” I offered putting my thumbs under the elastic.

It did take some by surprise and Jason suggested I should be left alone but I could see they were all excited now including Jason himself.

I had never done it quite like this before. I got a huge thrill out of seeing their eyes going down to my genitals as I very deliberately lowered my pants down to my knees so they could see everything. Then they all sort of tried to push in alongside me. And Oh Wow! At that point it all started happening; one guy was groping my balls another squeezing my cock. It was all so sudden! And I gave me a hell gümbet escort of a trill. Oh man! Then there was a hand on my buttocks; that was so exciting. I knew something was about to happen and hey! didn’t it!

Jason has pulled his pants down too forced my head forward towards his huge rigid cock. I felt the heat of it on my check just before I took him in my mouth and starting working my tongue around his knob. Jason was groaning now but that wasn’t even half the story! Things were happening behind. I felt my buttock being pulled apart. For me it is the ultimate excitement when guys start taking an interest in my bottom. The inspections were done mostly by women with men looking on but, oh yea! I felt this finger exploring my hole. This was it!

“So he’s got a cock after all” remarked Jack who was by now feeling me all around my genitals. “I think he’s got balls too but they’re very small.”

“So is his dick! Look at it, you couldn’t fuck a chic with that!” remarked Doug who had his hands suggestively on his elastic as if he was about to strip down.

“Nothing wrong with his ass though wow! Look at his cherry it’s all sticky. It’s like he’s been putting cream in his hole” Grant was fingering me as he said it. “So this is what your periods are all about is it? It certainly makes it easier for us eh lads?” When Grant ripped his pants off I had to catch my breath. I had never seen such a huge and powerful cock in my life.

“He wants it! He needs it!! And he’s going to fucking get it!!! Let’s get to work!” Jason tried to restrain him but Grant had already grabbed me. I could do nothing. I just felt this sharp pain as re rammed his cock into my boy-cunt. Everyone gasped as they watched him sink his massive ramrod deep into my bottom. He felt so fucking huge!! It was like a great big piston pumping me. He was right up my rectum now.

And it was all so public right in the middle of the gymnastics area. I could hear the girls giggling but all I could think of was Grant’s massive meat inside me. He was fucking me so hard now, really ramming my ass and stuffing me harder and harder. I was made to bend over and support myself on a vaulting horse. But he had taken complete control of me in every way. He stabbed his knob into my internal gland. Oh Wow! Grant had such a supremely hard dick! It felt so hard and firm like his bulging muscles.

Shirley’s friend had a video camera and was zooming in on my bottom to get close ups when a bunch of stewards arrived and tried to order us all off the premises.

There was a lot of shouting and arguing but not before Grant shot a great flood of fuck fluid right up my rectum. I got this fabulous feeling as he spurted his spunk deep into my bowels. One of these stewards just stood there with his mouth open aghast as Grant completed his fertilisation of my bottom. I noticed he too had a hard on by the end of it.

When Grant eventually withdrew his dick it was like a long fat hose pipe, all pink and slimy from servicing my boy-cunt. We all went to the changing rooms on the orders of the those stewards as Jason insisted bitez escort we had to be given time to change.

Doug was next, he literally swept me off my feet and lay me down on a low table of spaced boards meant to keep shoes off the floor..

“Get some clothes to put under him!” Jason shouted while two others Eric and Sam fetched them over but Doug was already up me. Oh fuck! where do I get more superlatives?!! His cock was long and curved and thick enough to let me know there was another real man inside me.

There was no time to get the clothes under me. It was uncomfortable but when you have someone like Doug up your ass you don’t think of that! I was on my back and he was looking deep into my eyes. His manliness showed in his strength of character as well as his physique. All was quiet and you could hear a sort of sticky sound as he shafted my ass hole with his super streamlined dick. He was on target with my gland every time. I sensed these thrilling surges going through me somewhere deep inside my rectum.

After he whispered something in my ear about getting some manliness into me then he powered up like hell. I could see all his muscles tense up and his biceps were bulging as he suddenly let go. It felt like a tidal surge as he pumped his spunk into me. Oh how I loved him at that moment. This huge powerful man was shooting his virility straight up my bottom!

Jason was next; he was on top of me in no time. I had wanted to suck his cock but as soon as Doug pulled out Jason drove his fuck pole deep into my bum hole. He was screwing me round and round inside and I felt his pubic hairs against my buttocks. Jason had another way of fucking altogether. Eric and Sam were both presenting their cocks and I was trying to take both in my mouth but Jason’s fucking was driving me crazy. I don’t know what he was doing to me; I really don’t! But something happened. It was like I got this massive spasm. It had gripped me somewhere deep inside my rectum.

I can’t quite recall what happened next as I almost chocked on cum which Eric and Sam delivered into my mouth while Jason seemed to be douching me inside like a power hose. There was spunk everywhere! I had the greatest fuck of my life!

Oh yea and the steward, I think he was called Andy, he did me straight after. I remember he just took his pants down and didn’t remove his shirt. Perhaps he was afraid his physique would not compare with the others. But I can tell you there was nothing wrong with his virility! What a fuck he gave me too!!

After that we all agreed to keep things more discrete in future and it seemed like the end of the day’s session. But not so! Shirley stepped forward sporting this huge strap-on and ordered the guys to hold me down while she “did a proper job of me”.

I’ve got to say it was embarrassing in front of all the guys. It really is humiliating even for a sissy boy like me. Actually the guys just stood around discussing football. But they stayed on to see I was OK while Shirley was unrelenting and pounded my ass for a full quarter of an hour while telling me what a wimp I was between puffing to catch her breath. Eventually she stopped when Andy started getting insistent.

As for me? Oh boy! I just felt utterly fucked up! But you could say ‘fulfilled’ quite literally I guess!

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It didn’t take her long to figure out what to do, how to give them what they so desperately wanted without causing their tightly-knit group to implode. The preparations were rather simple, too, once she had found what she needed. At their next meeting, she announced that it was time, that today they finally would get their wish and would be allowed to touch her down there. But there would be some conditions.

Their smile grew bigger and bigger as Chloe explained her plan. They would do it at the same time, as a team, together. Chloe was jumpy and nervous when she showed them the tools. Each of them took one of the short, thick glow sticks and examined it carefully. The sticks had a slightly rough surface, with tiny bumps and spikes covering their casing. With a length of about 6 inches and a width of slightly more than half an inch, Chloe was sure they would work just fine for what she had in mind. She asked Delta to start a game and select a scene that made the controller vibrate constantly. Then she asked him to start her all time favorite game on another rig, a brutal fighter, and to hand the two peripherals to her. Chloe got into her recliner and pushed the vibrating device against her excited snatch. The guys kneeled down around her and, on her signal, got going. Then she started to play.

Her pussy proved to be tighter than expected and they had trouble fitting the thick glow sticks inside her. But slowly the vibrations got her juices flowing and soon Chloe was writhing and squirming. Alpha had his stick already embedded in her body and so did Beta. Gamma and Delta were still struggling but slowly made progress. Finally all four were deep inside her sex and Alpha motioned to his gang to start the fucking.

The atmosphere was so tense, and the girl so excited and horny, that bodrum escort bayan it didn’t take long for them to make her peak. They repeatedly jammed the delicious little poles deep inside her just to withdraw them again. They fucked her like she was never fucked before, the vibrating game controller jammed hard against her tender clit, while she tried to beat a match with the other one. Suddenly Chloe threw the device away and grabbed the remaining glowstick.

“Pull me open!” she squeaked. The four friends did as they were told, jammed their sticks deep inside her and pulled them apart. The shaking girl squeezed her own rod right through the middle, pushing the others aside. And then they continued their furious fucking. Chloe couldn’t remember just how often they made her come.

Slowly they pulled out their wet, icky glow sticks and inspected her bubbling hole.

“Fuck, you came like a hurricane, Purple! Not bad for a team-building exercise, not bad at all!”

“Ugh my pussy’s still all tensed up. My tummy’s buzzing. I feel so… so happy! You guys really gave me something special today.”

“Can I have a look now? Can I touch your squishy little hole?” inquired Delta, still breathless from the experience.

“Sure, go ahead, touch me all you like. You deserve your reward.”

And so they did. Their eager fingers dipped into her hot wetness, rubbed over her engorged, sensitive clit and quickly got her panting again.

“Ugh, I really need someone to fuck me now,” she squirmed, “So do what I told you and be quick, ok?”

The guys leapt into action and pushed a sleeping mask over her eyes while Chloe kept pressing the vibrating controller against her groin. A quick series of hectic matches of rock, paper, scissors determined the yalıkavak escort order of what was to come. Delta was the lucky one who would get the first shot, followed by Beta, Gamma and finally Alpha.

Delta unfastened his belt and pulled out his hard, virgin dick. He was so nervous that he feared he would break down on the spot. They lifted the still squirming Chloe who kept massaging her quim with the vibrating device. Three pairs of arms held her up in the air, her legs spread wide open, her drooling sex ready for more. Delta put the head of his twitching cock between her glistening folds and pushed, his rock hard tool vanishing with a wet sucking noise. He squirmed, groaned and started to move his prick, slowly fucking the panting girl.

The young man was so overwhelmed by the incredible sensations that he almost gave away his identity. Just in time he bit his tongue before a word slipped out, remembering the promise they had made, and silently increased the pace, fucking Chloe like a rabbit. He exploded after only a few strokes, pulling out of the now messy, spasming hole. Chloe motioned them to continue, shaking her pussy teasingly. Beta, the next in line, hurried to action, drilling his large tool into her to the hilt. Just like Delta, he excitedly fucked her with long, hard strokes, making her squishy cunt throb. Chloe moaned in bliss as his hard flesh pounded into her, but again it was over way too soon. Beta couldn’t hold back and dumped his load into the messy pit.

They rearranged again, Beta, taking over for Gamma, together with Alpha and Delta held their girl up in the air, her shapely legs now resting on their shoulders. Gamma stepped in front of the oozing pussy and pushed his engorged dick into the slimy mess in front konacık escort of him, burying his cock in Chloe’s overflowing chamber.

Like the two others before him, he hadn’t much stamina and, before Chloe could get off, shot his load into her slippery sex. Jittery and excited, he made way and took over for Alpha. The leader quickly inspected the soiled gash, shrugged and plowed into the hot, bubbling pit. Maybe it was all the cum inside, maybe it was because he just was more calm. But Alpha did last longer, taking his time with the girl and enjoying the sensations her tight, squishy pussy gave him. Chloe’s moans got louder again and her squirming and writhing excited Alpha to no end. He plunged into her with steady, measured strokes, stirring her insides to the boiling point. Suddenly the girl convulsed and jerked so hard it made her tits bounce around like a pair of rubber balls. Finally Alpha joined in, spasming in extacy, his sperm mingling with the puddles from his friends inside her womb.

Slowly they untangled themselves, everyone panting and sweaty. They put their girl down in her chair and removed the blindfold.

“Fuck guys, this was amazing! What a way to pop a cherry! Four virgins no more!” She patted her sticky pussy, pulling strands of cum out of her gaping hole.

“You got the most out of it though,” Delta quipped, “Four times as much to be precise.”

“Damn girl, this will be hard to top. Are we going to do a repeat every week?”

“God no! I can’t handle that. You would break me in no time! Let me clean myself up a bit and then do another raid!”

The mess between her legs was gross, but it also made Chloe incredibly happy. She fished inside of her tender hole to remove the ropes of cum, wondering which of the guys jizzed that particular strand into her. Chloe smiled dreamily as she slowly cleaned herself, directing the shower head so the water could splash right into her gaping, chafed sex. All of them had emptied themselves into her, each and everyone of her friends had their first experience with her body. What a wonderful, wonderful thought.

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