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It had been a while since our night out at the club and I still wasn’t sure where our next adventure should take us. I had loved having two men cum inside me by the river. I loved fucking surrounded by people in the park and experimenting with piss. I loved fucking on the dancefloor and then being watched and joined in the toilets. How could I beat those experiences? What else could we possibly try?

Public transport had always held a fascination for me and the swimming pool certainly presented some opportunities. A beach could be exciting or a cinema or a supermarket or a museum and we simply had to visit a sex shop at some point. Today, however, I settled on the mall. A nice busy space but people were usually far too busy going about their business to notice anyone else.

Choosing my outfit was a challenge. I wanted him to have easy access to my tits and pussy but without drawing too much attention and getting us thrown out before we were finished. I settled on a loose fitting skirt that sat just below my ass and, as long as I was standing straight, covered it. My top was an off the shoulder crop that came to just below my tits so that when I stretched it settled, still covering my nipples but with a delicious bulge of underboob on show. I knew it would drive him wild. Underwear, of course, was left off as it would only be a hindrance.

As soon as we got into the car, I saw his rod stiffen. He told that he liked my outfit and then reached over and gave my top a little tug so that my nipples were fully exposed, bend his head and began to kick and suck hard on my left nipple while stroking my right until the were both hard little buds. His hand moved to my thigh and I knew we had to stop before we fucked right here on the driveway. I pulled my top down so that my nipples were covered but left a generous bulge of boob showing.

When we reached the mall and hot out of the car, he grabbed me and pulled me in tight for a crushing, passionate kiss. I felt his stiffness push against me and felt a little flood of moisture in my cunt. I was so excited!

We walked arm in arm into the mall and headed into trabzon escort the first shop we saw. I made a show of looking at some of the clothes, the sluttier the better. He groaned slightly in delight at some of the things I proposed but soon he was back at my side, pawing at my waist, my ass and I knew it was cruel to tease him much longer.

We exited the shop and I pulled him to a bench in the middle of the concourse. People were walking either side but mostly looking at the shops and not paying any attention to us. I sat down. The thin metal slats of the bench were cold against my bare ass and pussy but I soon forgot about that. His hand reached behind me, under the bench and the I felt his fingers. He reached two fingers through the slats of the bench and pressed then against the opening to my slit. Slick as it was, the slipped easily inside, causing me to shudder in delight as he began to push them deeper into me and then slowly slid them out. He used the dampness to rub softly against my pert little clit. Then he bent and whispered into my ear. “I want you to piss for me.”

I couldn’t believe what he was asking but I was willing to try so, trying not to think about his teasing fingers or the crowds of people passing by, I tried to relax and pee. It can slowly a first: a little dribble ran down my lips, onto his hand and then softly splashed on the floor where the noise was lost in the din of a busy mall. He moved his hand to cover my pussy and the warmth was all I needed. I felt a much stronger gush come and soak his hand before splashing to the floor and beginning to spread into a small golden puddle. He dipped his fingers into my opening which helped me to stop my flow before the puddle got too big then he pulled his hand back and put it down his pants to smear my piss up his length. Finally he licked his fingers and took my hand.

I understand. I was in charge of this day. I stood up, feeling a little drop of piss run down my leg, and led him to a quieter section of the mall. After all, I wanted my nipples to be sucked and there were far too many families around for us to get away with it there.

He suggested tunceli escort that we find a changing room or toilet but I told him no. I wanted to be surrounded by unwitting spectators as he fucked me. We found a seat by a fountain in the quieter part of the mall that was filled with high end designer shops that few could afford. I thought this was perfect.

As soon as he sat down, he removed his cock from its confines, not caring who saw it. I sat next to him and wrapped my hand around it, then bent sand sucked it into my mouth. I hoped it would look at first glance as though I were merely resting my head but as I began to bob my head up and down and suckle on his delicate foreskin, I realised that was unlikely. He groaned as I sucked him right into the back of my throat and rubbed my tongue on the underside of his thick rod.

Soon I decided I wanted him inside me so I stood up and sat down straddling his lap. He whispered in my ear “ass first” and I was more than happy to oblige so I lifted my ass up. He pulled something out of his pocket and squirted it. It was lube – my god he was getting confident, taking the time to rub lube onto his cock when people were walking by doing their shopping!

I slid his slick rod until it lined up with my puckered hole and then I slowly eased myself onto it. That was when I looked up. Another couple had sat on a bench not too far away. The man had his hand on his partner’s crotch through her jeans and her hand was running up and down his clearly stiff member. They were looking straight at us: watching I realised.I smiled at them and then looked around. A man was standing outside of the shop opposite us looking for all the world as though he was waiting for someone. He looked straight at us too and then I noticed his hand. It was down his trousers. He was wanking along with us. I threw my head back and was about to get right into right the rod in my ass when I saw him. On the second floor of the mall, leaning on the balcony and looking down was a man in a blue uniform. He had a badge on his shoulder so I recognised instantly that he was a security guard. I panicked. I looked again. I uşak escort relaxed. In his hand was, not a walkie-talkie but a thick hard penis. He was rubbing his cock shamelessly as he watched us fuck!

I slid down hard and began to ride the cock in my ass but soon he stopped me. “I need to piss too,” he told me. I began to move off him but he held me still and then I felt it. He was pissing deep inside my ass. I felt the hot liquid filling me and pressing to burst out. It reminded me that I still hadn’t finished my piss so I relaxed and allowed myself to finish that. I figured that if he could piss in my ass he couldn’t complain so I pissed where I sat. Pressed against his lower stomach, it flowed from me in a stream, coating my clit in hot liquid. I soaked his top and shorts but I continued until I was done. He was still pissing long and hard into my very full ass so I began to grind my soaked clit onto his stomach.

His flow subsided and as he pushed his cock deeper into me, his piss began to gush out of my passage. Then he fully removed his cock from my ass and ass the piss leaked back out of me, he pushed his huge, dripping member into by slick cunt. I shuddered with pleasure and began to ride him hard, my clit rubbing into him and hot rod pounding onto attached of the right places. I looked up at the security guard again, just in time to see him piss through the railings. I presumed that meant he approved.

The couple on the bench now had their hands in each other’s trousers and the man’s cock.was out for all to see. The man waiting by the shop had left but there was a small golden puddle where he had been standing. How interesting.

I smiled at our new coconspirators and began to ride him hard as he slid my top up to chew on my nipples just how I liked. I felt the tingling feeling begin in my clit and build until it exploded. My orgasm rocked through my body and as I quivered I felt my partner explode inside of me.

We sat their, breathing heavily for a long moment and then he wrapped his arms tight around me and pressed a loving kiss to my cheek. I climbed off his softening prick and stood up. We were a mess of piss, sweat and cum, as was the bench we had been sitting on. I quickly reached into my purse, wrote down my number onto a scrap of paper and marched over to the other couple. “If you ever want to meet up again…” I said as I pressed it into the woman’s hand. Then, hand in hand, we made for the nearest exit.

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She knew he had something in mind when he stalked her into the bedroom. She backed into the dark room, watching him watch her. Without urging, she slowly stripped off her clothes, never taking her gaze off him. He nodded his approval and didn’t say a word. When she was naked, a slight chill in the air raising goosebumps along her skin and tightening her nipples, she crawled onto the bed.

He knelt down and drew three silk ties from under the bed. Understanding his intentions, she lay down with her hands linked above her head and her legs spread. The air cooled her already wet pussy and she shivered.

Leaning over, he tied her hands to the slatted headboard with one tie, checking to be sure they were tight but not painful. As he moved toward her feet, he quickly sucked one hard nipple into his mouth for only a second. She whimpered and thrust toward his mouth. Her feet were quickly and efficiently secured.

She was surprised when he walked away, toward the closet. She had no idea what else he might be looking for until he pulled out a gauzy scarf. It fluttered along in his wake as he moved back to the bed. Gently lifting her head, he wrapped the scarf around her eyes.

They had never blindfolded one another before. This could be interesting.

In the dark, she could hear his movements and the air seemed even cooler on her bare skin. Unable to tell what he was doing, she grew restless. She wanted to rub her thighs together, but couldn’t. Her body was absolutely throbbing for him, but he wasn’t rize escort touching her. She couldn’t even tell if he was looking at her and that electrified her. Where was he, what was he doing? Why wasn’t he fucking her?

With no warning she felt his breath hot in her pussy. Finally. She sighed roughly and tried to move her hips up to his lips. His hands clamped down on her thighs, restricting her movement. And still, he only breathed on her, sometimes a hard whoosh of air, and sometimes just a whisper against her hot skin.

She had never believed that she could come without being touched, but with every bit of warm breath that skimmed her clit, she felt closer and closer to orgasm.

“Don’t move,” he instructed.

“Okay,” she breathed.

“And don’t talk.”

“Okay.”

He smacked her thigh hard enough to make it tingle. “I said, don’t talk.”

Oh, so he wanted to play that game.

Disoriented from the blindfold, all of her other sense refocusing to compensate for the lack of vision, when she felt one large finger slide into her body she wanted to scream. It felt harder and larger than anything before. She knew logically that his cock was bigger than a single finger, but it certainly didn’t feel like it at the moment.

That finger swirled itself inside, then crooked up to pet her G-spot. She didn’t scream, but it was damn close. It took all of her concentration to keep from thrusting her hips, but she had said she wouldn’t move. Her thigh sakarya escort muscles locked tight and she felt her body quiver.

A second finger followed the first and he hit the spot two times. Then he stopped, putting slight pressure on the bundle nerves inside and blowing on her clit again.

Jesus, his breath was hot.

She whimpered and he shushed her. Applying a little more pressure, but not moving his fingers, he blew harder. She wanted to explode, was so very close to orgasm, but he played her body like a virtuoso and could keep her on the edge for hours.

More pressure, more air, so much that her skin burned like fire and her stomach muscles clenched, yearning for release. She didn’t move, but she couldn’t keep quiet any longer.

“Please,” she cried out. “Christ, fuck me, stop this torture.”

His hand slid away and she was bereft. Where was he? What was he doing? Why did he stop? She heard him moving in the room again, heard a box open.

“Open your mouth.”

She did as he said.

“Wider.”

What was he going to put in it, she wondered. His hand slipped behind her head and lifted it off the pillow. She opened her mouth more and something hard pressed against her front teeth. When he tightened it behind her head, she realized it was a ball gag.

When had he bought a ball gag?

He stepped away again, and the disorientation returned. She felt almost drunk, like when you lie down and the room spins and you samsun escort get dizzy, even though you’re flat on your back.

Two fingers anchored her back to reality when they slid up into her pussy and reached for her G-spot again. Her teeth clamped into the ball. Fuck not moving, she thought restlessly, he already has me tied and gagged, what else can he do to me?

Her hips writhed against his hand, trying to find pressure on her clit as well. A third finger worked its way in and she did scream, though the gagged performed its job well. One finger rubbed while the other two circled the inner lining of her pussy. When the fourth arrived, she wanted to die. Stretched full, she could feel his knuckles around the sensitive skin of her hole.

“Ready?” he asked.

She made a noise that he took for agreement. She didn’t know what she was supposed to be ready for, but whatever it was, she wanted it. The slightest touch in the just the right place would make her explode at this point and she wanted that more than air to breathe.

“Relax,” he said, then tongued her clit.

She screamed around the ball again, pulling against her ties. He was sliding his thumb in. Oh god, he wanted to fist her and she was too tight and it hurt, but it felt so good at the same time. Licking her clit again caused her to go insane, wanting more and wanting pull away but not able to do either one.

He locked his lips around her aching clit finally and as her stomach clenched in orgasm, his hand glided into her body. Her stretched muscles clamped around his hand and wrist with a stunning pain, a striking pleasure.

She undulated against him through the strongest orgasm she had ever had. When she finally calmed down, he carefully withdrew his hand.

“Very nice,” he said, and kissed her belly.

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I was not going to write a part 2, but I got a comment that gave me some ideas and couldn’t help but write down. I hope you enjoy!

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I woke up naked beside her, exactly as I had fallen asleep. She was nearly laying on top of me, nude, warm, purring softly. She had fallen asleep with her glasses on, and they hung lopsided across her face, only making her cuter. Her furry purple ears lay folded back, and she was nibbling on her own tail.

I smiled at the sight, but I couldn’t help the sneaking feeling that what we had done last night was going to ruin me. I had sex. With my cat. This was a case the boys at UCom would love to hear, so they could lock me up and do God knows what to poor Hanji…

You know, it was harder to show it, but I still loved her in that way. I was still protective and I worried about her every day. And part of me loved her differently now that we had done what we did. Maybe it was just a physical thing, maybe I had been seduced by her body and her behavior. Or maybe it was what still remained after the incident in WayBreak Solutions; maybe it was her loyalty, obedience, submissiveness… at least after we started…doing it…for real. She was infatuated with me, same as she was when she was still my housecat.

My mind was already addicted to this. Consciously, I knew damn well that I should turn her in to UCom. Just living here, she was jeopardizing my job, my livelihood, and probably my life. It was insane that I hadn’t already gotten rid of her. But deep down, there was something that desperately ached for this… this connection that we had. She was so in love with me, but my better judgement just couldn’t accept it. I could never love her like that, it would be disgusting! An utter disgrace!

I quietly stood up from the bed, found my glasses near my pillow, and put them on. Hanji stirred, reaching out for a Johnathan Yakama that was no longer there, but didn’t wake up. Her tail flicked once, then settled. She was so precious, but so tantalizing. She was rolled up in a curvy, mouth-watering ball, every part of her body flowing into the next so perfectly…

This was crazy. What was I thinking? Not again. I gathered the day’s clothes and a towel, and went directly into the bathroom. Hanji’s clothes still sat in a pile where she had placed them on the floor. Everything that had been neatly placed on the counter was either sideways or on the floor, including the cup she had broken. There was actually some… residue from the night before dried on the counter. I cleaned it with a rag and replaced everything where it went on the counter.

I showered quickly, got dressed, and went downstairs, making sure to be quiet. Breakfast brought me to the exact time I usually left for work. As I crossed toward the front door, I stopped at the foot of the stairs, and looked up to my bedroom door. Nothing stirred. She was still asleep.

“Stay out of trouble, Hanji,” I remembered saying, just three weeks ago, on that day she followed me to the lab. I remembered my little Hanji rubbing up against my leg, meowing, begging me not to leave. I understood now how she felt. She had always loved me like she did last night. She just couldn’t express it.

And I couldn’t comprehend it. It was just…absurd. It was gross. Borderline bestiality! I had sex with my cat last night. I had SEX. With my CAT! Disgusting! I was a degenerate. A criminal. Scum!

“What the hell are you doing?” I said under my breath. “This isn’t going to happen again, do you understand? Johnathan Yakama is not a freak, or a criminal. You will reject any further advances. She is your pet, and she lives here, that is it.” I let go of the banister of the stairs and hurriedly made my way out of the door. As it closed behind me I could’ve sworn I heard a familiar sad mewling of a kitty missing her master, before he was even really gone.

***

“State your name and Occupation.”

“Dr. Johnathan Fontaine Yakama, Head of Research and Development, WayBreak Solutions.”

The voice scanner beeped and whirred.

“Access granted. Welcome back, Dr. Yakama.”

The gate lifted, and I pulled through and into my parking spot next to the front door. I turned the car off and took a deep breath. “Head of Research and Development, WayBreak Solutions. Johnathan Yakama. Opposite of a criminal. I am the boss.” I peered out the front window of my car to the plaque adorning my parking space. In its reflective glare I saw myself staring back. I looked scared. I took another deep breath.

“You are not a criminal, you are Johnathan Fontaine Yakama, the face of Waybreak Solutions.”

As I entered the building, I, of course, felt like everyone was staring at me. Which, of course, they were. I was the boss. But my mind felt like they were staring for another reason entirely. As I oversaw production of Upholders and the Serum and Limiter that made them so dangerous, I began to silently curse myself. I created the Limiting Solution, and I knew that’s what Hanji had gotten kuşadası escort into.

It was a counteracting chemical to the Upholder Serum. The Serum made hosts incredibly violent and mutated if the Limiter wasn’t also injected. It was partially infused with human genes, and made Upholders eerily perfect. In Hanji’s case, it turned her human. Well, mostly human.

From my glass box above the production station I chewed on a pen and pondered something horrible. I reached across my desk and pressed the intercom.

“Cal to 3.” In a few moments, a worker entered my office.

“Sir?”

“I am going to need a small vial of each from this batch, Serum and Limiter, properly packaged, please and thank you. A sneaking suspicion has arisen, and I need to run some tests.”

“Yes, sir.”

Soon I was delivered a suitcase, carrying what I had asked for. I had already done the math in my head. One part Limiter, four parts Serum, would be the correct mixture, in theory, to put her back to normal. I created the mixture in a spare vial and filled a syringe.

This was what I needed to do. This was the right plan. It would work, even if I put it in her food. But if I didn’t get the chance, if she resisted…the syringe. It was sure to work, but…what if it didn’t? What if it…killed her?

I left the case beside my desk for the rest of the day, desperately searching for the answer. Was this right? Was this what I wanted? Was this what she wanted?

At the end of the day, I picked up the case and went home. I still hadn’t decided. This almost seemed crazy to me now, such a stupid idea. It could so easily end badly to be injected with so much Serum! And…maybe I didn’t want the old Hanji back.

I got home around 6 o’clock and pushed the door open quietly, case in hand.

“Hanji?” I said, almost whispering. The house was silent. I glanced up the stairs. The door of my bedroom was still closed. Was she still asleep? I placed the case on the couch and started circling slowly around the first floor. “Hanji?”

She was nowhere to be seen. I panicked, again, just like the day before. I made my way upstairs and cracked my door quietly. There she was, under the covers now. How on earth could anyone sleep that long? Either way, that gave me time to think and to plan. I closed the door and went back downstairs.

I cooked two bowls of Insta in the microwave, and placed them on the coffee table. I reached for the case…but stopped. I can’t do this. This isn’t what she wants.

No, I have to. I went to unlock the case—and was tackled. I immediately fought back from the ground, until I realized who it was.

“Hanji? I thought you were still asleep?”

“Heehee, got you! You fell for the pillow under the covers, silly!”

I was on my back, and she was straddling me, her tail swishing in the air above her and her ears perked. I blushed when I realized what she was wearing, which wasn’t much—one of my casual shirts, a white tee, which was much too large for her, and a pair of pink-on-white striped panties which she insisted I buy for her the one day I brought her in public (her ears and tail hidden, of course.)

She had my arms pinned and was looming over me, beaming.

“It sure was boring waiting for you to come back today, master!” She blushed and looked away. “That was, um, really fun…last night was. Mrow.” She smiled nervously.

“Um, yeah. It was.” I could see the case on the couch from here. I was a stick and a squeeze away from stability and a normal life.

Movement in the foreground caught my eye; Hanji leaned into me and sort of laid on me—I could feel the pressure of her breasts, and the neck hole of the shirt was not leaving much to the imagination. She leaned in close and nibbled my ear a bit.

Then she spoke, in an uncharacteristically sultry tone, which sent a tingle of arousal through me even though the reasonable part of me didn’t want it. “I want to try something different today…”

She repositioned herself so her crotch cut a line across mine, and started undulating her hips, very subtly. She was being much more aggressive than last night. She kept my arms and hands firmly against the ground; I couldn’t get free. She started rubbing herself against me a little more roughly. Her ears folded back and she let out a soft groan.

Her eyes met mine, and I saw something familiar, that devious look she gave me before. Her fiery yellow feline eyes were penetrating and enchanting—hypnotizing.

“You like that, don’t you?” She whispered. This was new. This was different. This was not like her. Even before, she wasn’t this…lewd. This was…

I could feel myself getting hard already. I needed to stop this before I lost control again. I gained some leverage and shoved her off, scrambling for the case. I manage to get it unlocked, the lid hanging open, before I was tackled onto the couch, the case just out of my reach.

“Hehe, you’re not getting away that easily.” kocaeli escort She had me pinned by the wrists again; I was sitting straight up on the couch, and she quickly straddled me again. I was sweating and panting. I glanced at the case. I needed to get to it. I needed to end this now.

“Hey, you.” She snapped. “Pay attention.”

What? What had happened to her? She had never spoken to me like this before. I looked back to her, back into those entrancing eyes behind cute thick glasses.

She leaned into me again and hissed more devilish things into my ear.

“I’m going to do things to you, master.” She bit my ear, then that sensitive patch along my jawline, then my neck. “Reeeeally good things. But only if you promise you’ll be good for me.” Her grip on my wrists released, and her hands began to travel down my arms toward my chest, caressing my skin with her soft fingers. “Do you promise?”

I should’ve immediately gone for the syringe, but I couldn’t move. My entire body was aching, my dick was rock-solid, and my heart was beating so hard it was giving me a headache. I needed this so desperately. Hanji brought her lips to mine, almost touching; her breath was light and sweet. She reached in and grabbed my lower lip with her teeth, gently pulling on it as she began to unbutton my shirt. She softly released my lip and lightly dragged her nose across my face as she brought her mouth back to my ear.

“I didn’t hear anything. I asked you a question, bad boy.”

“I promise.” I said, almost involuntarily. “I’ll be good.”

Hanji let out a satisfied, sultry giggle, and pulled my shirt open. She caressed me with her face, purring, kissing my chin, my neck, my chest, my stomach, traveling down…

She quickly unbuckled and unzipped my pants, but left them on, leaving my still-raging erection flattened against me under my underpants. She ran her tongue across my covered shaft. With a “mrow,” she climbed back over me, and began rubbing hers against mine again, starting slowly at first but growing in ferocity quickly.

She was in love with my ears. As she rubbed against me, she nibbled and chewed on my left earlobe.

What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing? Just take the syringe and bring her back to normal. You do not need this. Your job and your stability is more important than these base desires!

There more I tried to fight it, the more I wanted it. I closed my eyes and let my head rock back. I wanted more, so badly. Fuck WayBreak. Fuck UCom. Fuck everyone. This was real. This was happening. And in this moment I wanted it more than anything else in the world.

I was painfully hard, feeling the bump of her covered pussy rub along my shaft with the perfect amount of force. I felt her fingers reaching down there, she lifted herself up for a moment to pull my underwear down behind my balls. My dick was throbbing under her, begging.

I opened my eyes to see her pull her panties aside, exposing her perfect, moist flower. She came back down and the lips of her slit kissed my shaft and coated me with her juices. She began sliding back and forth the same way, raising herself up now, both hands on my chest, holding me down for leverage so she could go faster and harder.

I wasn’t even inside her, but I was dying. I groaned as she increased the intensity. I could feel it coming on already, that familiar euphoria. I felt her press up against my chest, still gliding across me.

“Are you going to cum for me?”

Her words ignited a spark. It was happening.

“Y-yes, I’m… I’m cum…” I inhaled sharply, and just as I reached the end, a familiar sense dawned on me and I noticed that Hanji had stopped.

I opened my mouth to protest, but she placed her fingers on my lips and shushed me. Again she leaned in and caressed my ear with her sweet, tantalizing words, lightly giggling.

“Hehe. Not yeeeet.”

She reached down with one hand and positioned the head of my dick against her opening, prodding against it, teasing me.

“Who’s your good kitty? Tell me who,” she sang.

“You are…” I groaned.

“Oh?” I was filled with a combined sense of relief and even more painful longing as my glans entered her, but she stopped at the beginning of the shaft. “And are you going to be a good boy for me like you promised?”

“Yes, I promise…”

“Heehee, good. Well…”

My eyes shot wide open as I slid deep into her warm, wet hole, all the way to the base, and felt the familiar, achingly pleasurable sensation of her walls clamping around me, tightening as she let out a small moan.

She kept me fully inside and spoke again. “Well, do you want me to move more? If you do, you’re going to have to convince me…”

My head was spinning. I could barely respond, my brain was so flooded with lust and ecstasy. “Y-yes…”

“What do good boys say?” She started biting at my face and neck again.

“P-please…” My whole body was going numb. I had konya escort never felt like this…

“Please what?”

“P-please, more…”

“Hm.” She began to move up, and her pussy sucked and pulled on my dick as she did so, moving nearly all the way up, so only the very tip was still inside. Then in one swift motion, the slammed back into me, our bodies slapping together. I was rocked with pleasure; my toes and fingers curled and stretched.

“Aah,” Hanji sighed, “Even better than last time, right? I’m going to show you what a kitten will do when her master is good for her.” She moved up again, a little faster, and thrust down again. Each was more intense than the last; she seemed to be getting wetter and tighter with every motion she made.

Suddenly, there came a buzzing from my pocket. Shit. I fumbled to pull the phone from my pocket as Hanji thrusted. She grinned, something devious brewing in her eyes. She sat up, her tight stomach and wide hips peeking out from under her shirt.

I looked at the caller. The Superintendent of WBS. Fuck. I had to take it. I pushed answer and brought the phone up to my ear.

“Johnathan Y-Yakama speaking.” Hanji began to moan at an exaggerated volume, and I quickly covered her mouth. She maneuvered my fingers into her mouth and sucked on them, still trying to make as much noise as possible.

“No, I’m f-fine. Those v-vials? I’m running a p-personal test, I t-thought it was cleared. Ah, well, I apologize, I will make sure to OWW…” Hanji clamped her teeth on my fingers and giggled. “…make sure to get it properly c-cleared. Oh, nothing, my cat just bit me. Thank you. Good day, sir.” I hung up and tossed the phone to the side.

Hanji released my fingers from her mouth and giggled. “That’s gonna cost you later, you bad boy, not paying attention to me…”

She leaned forward, forcing me along her walls, as she lifted up and pushed back down. Her lips met mine in a ferocious frenzy of passionate kisses before her head traveled toward my shoulder. She picked up the speed, her hands on my shoulders, teeth clamped on my neck, hard. She began to bounce up and down on me, and her breath became more labored. She started to moan between her teeth in short, high bursts. Her grip on my shoulders tightened as she went faster, the wet slapping below getting more and more juicy with each bounce of her perfect ass.

I couldn’t take it. I was reaching the edge again, my eyes shut tight.

“Look at me… “I heard Hanji say between soft moans and pants. I opened my eyes to see her gazing at me, still humping with the same ferocity and passion. “You don’t get to cum yet…mn… You’re going to cum when I tell you…ah…Do you understand?”

“I…ah, yes…”

“Look at me, don’t look away.” We locked eyes. Those beautiful eyes were killing me, filled with lust and passion, squinted in ecstasy. Her cute ears folded back in pleasure, her tail swayed and flicked randomly. I was begging for release so badly. She grabbed my hands and forced them under her shirt. Her perfect round tits squished between my fingers, the edge of her shirt tickling my arms.

“Do you want to cum, master?” she moaned.

Each time she said it, it brought me closer even faster.

“Yes…please…let me…”

“Are you going to cum for me…mn… master?”

I didn’t think it was possible, but she went even harder and faster. I could feel her cream seeping out of her and dribbling down my balls and legs.

“Yes…I’m going to…”

“Not yet…mf…mn…not yet…”

“Please…”

She was going so hard and fast now that I couldn’t tell where I was. I couldn’t remember my name. All I knew was that I was a good boy, and I was about to get to cum. Please let me cum. I reached down, one hand grabbing her perfect ass, the other rubbing and scratching along the sensitive patch at the base of her tail. Is that what you want, kitten?

She winced and groaned. “Good Boy.” She leaned even further so her forehead barely touched mine, our gazes still locked.

“Cum for me.”

Yes. I immediately exploded, coating her heavenly insides with cum. She did not stop moving, quickly going from moaning to crying to screaming in pure ecstasy as she brought herself to climax on me, leaning back, giving one final hard thrust far down into the base, her tail sticking straight out and shaking, our two juices coalescing and seeping out of her tight, throbbing hole.

“Ah…ah…” Hanji was still for a moment, then her eyes fluttered a bit and she looked back up to me, smiling. “Good boy…”

I was drifting down now, and I understood what we were. It dawned on me with the most intense sense of relief. The connection we shared was absurd, but it worked so well, better than anything I could hope to achieve with another normal human. I reached to her and scratched behind her ear, and she closed that eye and purred, taking my hand in hers.

That night, I disposed of the case and declared the necessity for personal research a false alarm.

We slept, together, in my bed, curled next to each other in a warm embrace that transcended anyone and anything. There was no WayBreak here, no UCom, nothing could separate us. Just her sweet scent and the calm vibration of her innocent purr against my chest.

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At 4:30pm on Friday night I received a text message from my girlfriend of two years, Andi. It simply read “Sam will be at your dorm at 5:30.” Andi and I had plans to hangout that evening, and it was not terribly uncommon for her to send Sam over to get me. Andi and I lived in the same city, but went to different universities, and I needed her, or someone on her campus to give me access to her dorm room. Sam was the perfect intermediary for this whenever Andi’s plans involved some kind of surprise. Sam knew that I was submissive to Andi, and on occasion Sam had acted as my Mistress as well. As a result, if there was any kind of prep before going to Andi’s that needed to be done, Sam was ideal to make sure I did it, and then to take me to Andi’s.

At 5:30 my phone buzzed with a text from Sam telling me to bring her up to my room. I did as I was told. When we were in my room Sam told me to strip, I did so and instinctively turned around and spread my ass anticipating that she was going to insert a plug. She laughed and told me how well trained I was, but that tonight I wouldn’t be getting a plug. Instead, she said I was going to be locked up, and she produced a small metal cage.

I was rock hard anticipating my ass being played with, and imagining what surprises my girlfriend had in store for me. Sam noticed this and informed me that I would have to “correct the issue” before she could cage me. She slipped off her shoes and told me to suck her toes while I stroked my cock. Sam loved having her feet worshipped more than anyone I had ever met, and her feet were absolutely perfect, so I did not mind kissing, licking, and sucking them.

When I was close to coming Sam put one foot on my cock and stroked me to an orgasm with it. I came on her other foot, and she made me clean myself off of her with my tongue. I greedily complied.

After I came, and my erection subsided Sam locked my dick up and told me to get dressed. As I went to slip on my boxers, Sam stopped me and produced a black and white lace thong for me to wear instead. I froze momentarily and couldn’t believe that she mersin escort was serious. In return, Sam slapped my ass hard enough to make me jump. I put my new thong on and finished getting dressed.

We then went to Andi’s dorm. Outside of Andi’s dorm room, when the hallway was clear Sam told me to strip to just my thong now before going in. I rapidly did so, out of fear that someone would see me. Once down to just my underwear, I stepped into my girlfriends room.

I was greeted by the sight of her stroking the huge cock of a muscular black guy. I didn’t move at first. Andi got up and walked over to me. She tok my clothes and teased my balls under the thong. Andi explained to me that she really wanted to see fuck a guy with a big cock, and that while mine was okay for five inches, it was nothing compared to his. She told me to go suck his cock for a bit so it is nice and hard, and then I could lick her cunt to get her wet enough for him.

I was so enraged that I turned ready to leave even though I didn’t have my clothes. As I did Andi grabbed my hair and yanked me back and then raised her knee into my balls. I dropped to the floor and she immediately sat on my face and rubbed her cunt over my nose for thirty seconds, making it so I couldn’t breath. She reminded me that she owned me, and that she would always reward my good behavior. She asked if I wanted to be a good slave or not. I didn’t reply and instead I crawled on all fours to the couch where the man with the giant black cock sat laughing at me.

I took his cock into my mouth as best I could. He was huge, at least ten inches long, and two inches thick. I could barely get my mouth around the mushroom head of it. I pat onto my hands and started stroking his base while I worked my mouth around the top. I would occasionally dart down and lick and suck the base right where the balls and shaft meet, and then down to the balls. H e seemed to be enjoying it. I know Andi was enjoying watching. After my third time moving my mouth to his balls he was leaking precum that I gobbled up immediately. muğla escort It was sweet, and delicious, and I wanted more. As more leaked out of him I went to lick it up but was stopped by Andi.

She told me I wasn’t supposed to make him cum yet, not until he had filled her up. Andi sat next to him on the couch and told me to eat her out. I happily compiled, and could tell she was getting close to coming when she stopped me, and climbed on top of him.

She rode him reverse so I could see her tits bouncing, and her clit, and his cock filling her up. I was ashamed of how small I was. I kneeled on the floor before the couch and watched them fuck for fifteen minutes. Then She told me to be useful and suck his balls, or her clit. I alternated between both for another fifteen minutes when I heard him start to grunt.

Andi told him he could cum in her, or he could force me to swallow his load whichever he preferred. As she said it I sucked on her clit, following the motion of him thrusting her up and down on his cock. He grunted again and I could see his dick swell, and release cum into her. She climbed off of him, moved my head onto his dick and yelled to clean him up, she then laid back onto the couch and moved her legs back, and told me she was a going to keep all of his cum inside of her until I was ready to clean her out too.

While I was sucking him clean he got hard again, and started throat fucking me. I took all ten inches down my throat and started gagging. He released me part way and blew a second load into my mouth right away. Andi’s look was all I needed to know that I was to swallow all of this, and so I did.

I then turned to her, and she told me to lay on my back. I did as told and she again smothered me. She forced what seemed like gallons of cum out of her cunt and into my mouth. After she could tell I swallowed his cum she told me to get my tongue as deep in her as possible, and not to leave a single droplet of cum in her. For five minutes I moved my tongue inside of her until I couldn’t feel it anymore. She then climbed nevşehir escort off of me and began to kiss her big dicked lover. He got dressed, and she told him that I needed a good ass fucking. She produced her strap on which was slightly smaller than him, and told him that he could have my ass if he wanted to otherwise she was going to fuck it up. I looked at her with absolute terror, that thing in my ass would absolutely destroy it.

He said he couldn’t but gladly would another time. Thank God. When he left Andi told me to bend over her desk. She lubed my asshole up, and slowly slid her strap on in. As she did she fumbled with her keys, and unlocked my chastity device. My cock sprang to fully erect in less than a second. I begged her to touch my cock. Instead she pulled her strap on out, and told me that if I wanted “her” cock touched then I would have to clean up the cum after. I agreed rapidly. She told me to lay on my back, and the strap on was reinserted. She told me that I was such a good girl that I deserved a rewarding fucking. I blushed at first, but as she touched my cock I agreed with her. Over and over again I told her I was my Mistress’s good girl, and would do anything for her cock. After a few minutes I was close to cumming, and Andi cupped one hand over my dick and I pumped a medium sized load of cum into it. She fed it to me and I licked her hand clean.

As my dick went soft again she locked me back up. She then laid down new ground rules. (1) I was always to be locked up when not in her presence, unless given permission first. (2) I could only cum every other day. (3) No more boy underwear, only slutty girl underwear from here on out. (4) When we were in her dorm room I was to cross-dress always. This included wearing a fake chest piece she had given me. (5) within one month I was going to be trained well enough to be a girl in public, this included wearing heels, putting on makeup, and talking in a girl’s voice. (6) I was going to be servicing a lot of her bulls from here on out. (7)I was going to wear a butt plug all the time.

Those rules were to start immediately as Andi promptly dressed me in a medium length tan skirt, a cute and flirty blouse, and a black wig. I put all of this on and she handed me a pair of two inch heels. Andi taught me how to walk around her dorm room in them, and then we spent two hours practicing putting on makeup.

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In the deepest recesses of the rainforest in South America within some old ruins a laboratory where a mad scientist named Dr. Woodrue was about to create something powerful. Dr. Woodrue stood in the base of the lab trying to push is new idea to a shady group of people who were waiting to see what would unfold. There was a Sheik with a long grey beard, a dictator who snuck out of his country to see this, a large lady with a strange blue hair style and a beautiful woman with rose red hair and a green dress suit who watched with a cold interest to this. “I give you the future of military conquest.” He signaled to the capos serving him.

A small scrawny Asian woman in a too-large sleeveless low cut tank suit, spiked oversized panties, huge spiked bracelets and platform boots. Her bald black veined skull is adorned with five surgically implanted ducts with the exception of the long black hair at the top of her head, her face beautiful by anyone’s standards and E cup breasts is dragged into the room by two Capos with more waiting by a gurney in the middle of the room.

“May I present Hitomi Matsugane, aspiring super soldier and my sole surviving volunteer.” Said Woodrue looking upon her with a smile as the two men hoisted the tiny woman up on their shoulders with ease exposing the bulge of a massive dildo inside her pants, she struggled to break free with no success. While being brought past Woodrue she spits at him because of his intentions to sell her off.

“And what a charmer she is.” Said Woodrue as he signals the capos. Hitomi was immediately lifted higher and slammed on the gurney with great force, stunning her for a second as the men around the gurney grabbed her arms and legs shackling her to it so she can’t escape. “I’ve drilled five concentric holes directly into Hitomi’s cranial cavity. I’ve put viaducts into the most primitive part of her brain… The LIMBIC SYSTEM!” explained Woodrue boisterously.

One man pulled the full head covering black, white and pink mask with a brass vented cover for the mouth and nose and holes across the sides back and top of it from the oversized spiked panties as another of the several men stood over to her and tied Hitomi’s smooth hair back in a ponytail while Hitomi struggled helplessly, and moaned and grunted as the oversized mask was forced over Hitomi’s head, covering her face and head. The mask had a hole in the top of it, which one man pulled Hitomi’s hair out of the back so her ponytail hair was showing. One of the henchmen pulled out a huge spiked choker and put around her neck as another henchmen started plugging the snaking tubes from the bra shaped injector pack she was wearing fitting into the ducts in her skull with force moving Hitomi’s head with every push, He lifted her head and forced the largest tube into the socket of the larger duct at the base of her skull which made her feel a great pressure on her head, zipped the fabric closed over her face. Hitomi felt helpless and violated as a capos forced his hands in under her suit to the two foot horse dildo lodged the total six inches into her vagina hard against her cervix and it’s girth stretching her to her limit, the capos turned the dildo on making it vibrate its massive girth which made her insides strain causing her to whimper. The capos slapped her large breast as he pulled his hands back out, she could do more nothing to all of this but grunt in protest. She now was enraged for being degraded and man handled by the men who were doing this to her.

“Now I add my super solder serum, code named Venom, to which I add my very own recipe of steroids and toxins.” Said Woodrue as he poured the milky green liquid into a huge injector tank strapped to the back of the gurney. He pulls a tube that’s connected to the tank over to Hitomi who’s been prepped by the henchmen. Woodrue pushes done heavily on Hitomi’s injector pack smooshing her breasts as he connects the tube. The pack makes a sound as if it’s started up after the tube is connected making Hitomi worry and start breathing quickly and loudly. “Plug Her in. Time to scream.” Said Woodrue as he turns and slapped the dildo hard into her before running to a safe distance.

Hitomi screamed at the top of her lungs and squirmed violently with extreme pain as the tubes attached to her mask received the Venom rushing down from the machine at high speeds, flooding into Hitomi’s skull, washing over her brain and through her body. The venom inside the huge injector tank behind her bubbled, gurgled and spun as it was sucking Venom from the tank at high velocity into Hitomi. She couldn’t hear anything but a sound of a torrent because of the noise from the Venom flooding over her ear drums. Something strange happens to Woodrue’s volunteer. Hitomi’s slender body began to swell in size quickly, as the Venom flowed down through her body as black veins quickly spread across her body and her skin turned an erotic sickly green. The kütahya escort muscle tone in Hitomi’s arms and legs increased dramatically in a violent pulsating manner as if her own body tried to fight the Venom to no avail, Hitomi grew in size at explosive speeds, becoming ever larger, more muscular. Her neck thickened and she felt a large amount of weight accumulating on her chest which was due to her vein riddled breasts swelling to massive proportions. The vibrating horse-cock went deeper into her as the inside of her cunt grew in size, at the same time her clothes tightened around her forcing it in deeper. Her hips bucked in an attempt to gather pleasure to distract her from the pain.

Hitomi’s screams from the extreme pain deepened into powerful pain filled roars as her voice deepened from the Venom. In her mind, Hitomi was trying to think of anything but the pain as the Venom washed over her brain making her baser instincts stronger and lowered her intelligence drastically and throughout her body making her muscles and breasts swelled and bulged even more. Hitomi tried to resist, but her thoughts were being diminished and she quickly surrendered to her venom fueled instincts that told her to thrash about on the gurney as the last few inches of the two foot dildo sucked into her vagina vibrating away. She felt the muscles in the back of neck constrict pulling her head back, followed by a massive expansion throwing her head forward. All of her muscles swelled up violently intensifying her pain and forcing her head back up even more with no end in sight, in the Venom filled pain she threw her head back down with all of her strength and her muscles stopped swelling making a sickening pumping sound inside her arms.

The machine died down and Hitomi announced she finished her transformation with an almighty roar. The sound of the torrent of Venom surging into her head and body quieted to that of a trickling stream as the Venom still trickled in slowly creating a pleasurable feeling. She lied motionless on the bed with the exception of her heavy breathing and growling exhales from the pleasure of the now perfectly sized dildo in her. Every breathe she took made her swell to look as if she was pregnant. Glancing through the lenses of her mask that squeezed her face so tightly down upon her new self she saw that to her delight her breasts had expanded to enormous proportions as well which she wanted for as long as she could remember. She felt her clothes that she struggled to keep on hugged her now hulking body with huge muscles.

The bidders watching this happen were in shock and surprise from seeing a tiny weak woman turn into a hulking behemoth before their eyes. The woman in green smiled evilly and pressed on her pdf making a bid for her new desire so she could achieve her goals.

“Perfect!” said Woodrue, happy with the results as he returned to her side, he ran his fingers along the long shallow bump that was being made by the horse-cock in her still vibrating her whole belly “I present the ideal killing machine. I call this little number…” He paused to make it more dramatic, at this time Hitomi felt she was about to orgasm from the horse-cock vibrating snuggly inside her but held it. “Bane. Bane of humanity. Imagine it, your own personal army made up of thousands of these super soldiers. Bidding begins now, but first, let’s take you for a test run sweetheart!” said Woodrue as he slapped the button on Hitomi’s bra like injector pack with the intention of upping her Venom flow,

making her enormous breast shake and sway. Woodrue quickly ran into a corridor so he could watch from a safe distance, pdf in hand to see who would bid highest for her. The skull designed turbo button on her chest started flashing quickly making the same sound as when it started and the torrent of Venom again flowing relentlessly from the tank still bubbling and gurgling, through the tubes, and into Hitomi’s skull again violently, making Hitomi’s already vast muscles and body swell to even larger proportions. Hitomi orgasmed from the surprise rush throwing her concentration off.

As Hitomi became larger and buffer, she roared furiously as the extreme pain returned in full taking her pleasure away and her the Venom fueled instincts kicked in making her thrash and cum shaking the whole gurney that was now creacking under her new weight. She roared and growled as she thrashed about. Her clothes became skin tight. She lifted her arms and legs, and snapped the heavy metal restraints with ease. All seven capos rushed to try and stop her but were thrown about and killed easily by the now Venom flooded super woman. The last of the Venom from the massive tank finished slurping into her body before she lurched off the gurney on her feet meaning there was now gallons of Venom within her enormous muscles. Hitomi now stood an imposing eight feet six inches tall compared to her previously five foot one inch demeanor, she did a victorious muscle pose manisa escort reveling in her new strength. “BANE!!” She roared loudly as she pronounced her new name to the world.

The innocent volunteer Hitomi Matsugane was no more. She was now Bane, a hulking venom enhanced amazon and a ferocious killing machine who used her super strength for whoever fulfilled her own basic desires and pleasures.

Bane made her way lumbering down the tunnel of the ruins to the entrance breathing heavy due to the build of her new body. She felt stronger than ever thanks to the turbo button on her injector pack which was still flashing signifying it was still on. Her heart racing and the venom in her body racing through her veins. She had one hand over the bump on her stomach from the dildo in her, the vibrating resonated across her organs making her orgasm again. Woodrue stood before her looking at his pdf with joy. Bane charged towards him in rage, her muscles pumped with Venom from her injector pack. The mad scientist screamed and struggled as Bane picked up him and pinned him against the wall. Before Bane wound up her fist and delivered an almighty punch, smashing Woodrue’s face in, killing him.

She reached the end of the tunnel to the exit to find a limo parked in front of her. She walked over to the driver side and opened the door still managing to remember how to drive with all she has forgotten during her transformation. She sat in the seat as the limo creaked under her weight and then adjusted the mirrors with her huge hands. In the rearview mirror she say the woman in the green suit sitting back there.

“Hello Bane. I’m Laura Rose, your new owner.” The woman said lustfully to Bane. Bane didn’t care but thought she was pretty so she just accepted her new owner, grunting and nodding her head in acceptance. “Now let’s go sweetheart.” Laura said smiling at the luck she has gotten after losing the bidding on Bane back there. Bane started the car and drove the limo down the dirt road.

The next night Bane entered Laura’s room since she ordered Bane that they would be sharing the same bed. She sat down on a huge sturdy chair and struggled to remove her boots as part of Laura’s orders. Laura walked up behind her and whispered “let me get that into her ear. Laura brushed Bane lightly with her fingers as she walked around in front of her. Bane saw Laura in all her beauty, she was wearing a red see-through lace top that connected to a red floral patterned bra and had a red thong on which rode high up her ass and hugged her hips.

Laura unfastened the boots and pulled them off revealing banes now large feet. Next she had Bane stand up so she could remove the spiked panties and bracelets which fell to the floor with a heavy thud. Then she walked around to Bane’s large back to see if the injector could come off or be loosened so she could finish undressing her new passion. To her luck there was a clamp that held two straps on the right so it could be taken off so she reached and undid it quickly. Laura started to get wet between her legs in anticipation and quickly took off the spandex piece now revealing Bane’s body to her in full. Bane’s muscles were bigger than any she saw before, Bane’s breasts were enormous and wondered if it even fell under a known cup size and Bane’s entire body was still an erotic green color with black veins all over. The largest clusters of veins being at her armpits, where the top of her chest meets her breasts and from the front of her vagina like a strange landing strip with no hair then put back on Bane’s injector pack as to avoid it getting snagged. The final thing to check before Laura made her move was to see if the mouth cover could come off which it did. Laura bit her lower lip in anticipation and was wetter as she removed the screws at the top and sides and slowly removed it to reveal Bane’s large puffy lips and caught a glimpse of her tongue which also had blackened veins. Laura grabbed a tube from the night stand and revealed it to be a deep red lipstick. She applied it to herself as she walked over to Bane who sat back down then put it on Bane’s lips as well.

Laura tossed her recapped lipstick to the side, straddled Bane throwing her arms over. Laura wasn’t seeing where the button was and bumped activating the turbo on Bane, her then proceeded to shove her tongue as far down Bane’s throat as possible. Bane instantly became wet as well and moved one of her large powerful hands behind Laura’s head grasping it and pushed her tongue into Laura’s mouth. Bane’s other hand went to Laura’s back and un fastened the bra as Laura moved her hands around Bane’s head feeling the hair from Bane’s black hair from her ponytail brush her arms. Bane pulled Laura’s top from her revealing her perky breasts and firm nipples. As Hitomi, she never tried this out of fear that she would be overpowered and forced by the other but here as Bane she only thought that something is attracted to her.

Bane sucked Laura’s mardin escort nipple and Laura moaned with pleasure from the force of Bane’s sucking. Bane lifted her lips revealing a large red stain on her breast from the lipstick. Laura lowered herself to Bane’s sopping wet cunt and began to slowly pull out the dildo in Bane, slowly she saw the bump on Bane disappear as it came out of her. Once it was fully removed Laura looked in surprise for a moment at the massive device that was in her, then tossed it to the side as she began to playfully lick around Bane’s vagina. And with that, she slid down between Bane’s legs. She slid his arms under Bane’s legs and wrapped his hands under her legs. Laura placed the tip of his tongue on that clit and begin stroking, softly at first, then a little harder. She also varied the stroke, beginning with a straight pulling and pushing motion and then, once she began to get good and warm, rotated her clit pinned under her tongue, whirling it around with a circular motion.

Bane began to roar, most vociferously. Laura waited for her quivering to subside a little out of fear that Bane would close her legs on her. Then she placed his fingertips right next to her clit, pressed down, and gently pulled up the flaps at the top, unhooding her Button, exposing it. Laura shifted her face to one side of her slit, and licked straight up her inner thigh to the top. Then she repeated the gesture on the other side, increasing her anticipation.

Finally, she shoved her tongue tip right against the bottom of her slick, leaking labia and dragged her tongue forcibly straight up the groove, collecting a little tiny wave of her juice as he went, and slapped it over her exploding clitoris as the very tip of his hot, wet tongue whispered by the knot. Bane’s upper body shot off the chair like she got hit with a bolt of electricity. Then she settled back on her elbows, propping herself up. Bane moaned, her eyes rolled back in her head when Laura began working that clit with her tongue.

Laura’s mouth was stuffed full of her slick, hot, tingling meat. She pulled her face back and began flicking her tongue tip like a snake’s over her Button, carefully holding her lips wide open and keeping that clit exposed, tingling, and mercilessly tongue-serviced. Laura licked and tickled Bane’s knot causing a rush of pleasure to surge across her body amplified by the turbo. Bane cummed heavily. The huge torrent of cum came out so quickly it caught Laura off guard filling her mouth and swallowing much of it. Bane twitched from the pleasure while Laura felt full and heavy. Laura looked down at her stomach to see it had pushed out a few inches from her stomach being filled.

Bane decided it was her turn picking up Laura with ease and threw her ten feet to the bed. Laura hit the bed and felt her stomach full of cum slosh around in her. Laura was flushed with excitement, her breaths coming in short, quick pants. It was also obvious to anyone how aroused she was, as evidenced by her erect nipples and swollen labia, Bane could even see a stream of her liquid desire running down her thigh. Bane walked over to her and got down on her knees then proceeded to return the favor. Bane’s large tongue gently probed her already excited genitals. Her tongue flicked and circled her clitoris. Screams of pleasure erupted from her mouth. Every nerve in her body was firing with sexual energy.

The orgasm hit Laura abruptly. Waves of ecstasy surged through within her. Every jolt of pleasure brought a pleasing sensation to her body. Then Bane climbed onto the bed with her gasping from the pleasure and watched as Bane stuck her middle finger inside her pussy. Bane’s finger is bigger than any dick I’ve ever fucked! Laura thought as the large finger slid deeper inside her. Then Bane started moving back and forth inside her. Bane realized Laura wouldn’t be able to handle her from that position and brought her other hand to her own vagina for pleasure putting three of her huge fingers into herself. Laura looked in amazement before arching back from a convulsion of pleasure. It was an hour of orgasms before they were finished. Bane felt weakened but still strong after the turbo powered down.

Bane and Laura slept nude in each other’s embrace on the cum soaked bed the rest of the night. The Bane awoke the next morning to Laura drinking tea and reading a newspaper in the nude. “We’re going to take a shower together then head home.” Laura said looking up to see her completed conquest. “Shower… Home.” Bane growled parroting back in her deep voice showing she understood. Bane went to the bathroom then they showered together. Laura looked at the massive dildo that was in Bane, she brought it over to a sink and rinsed it off then walked over to Bane who waited for help with dressing herself. She placed it at the Bane’s large pussy lips and turned it on, it began vibrating intensely. Laura then started to push it in inch by inch. Bane’s thighs braced as all two feet of it vibrated back into her.

Once in Laura proceeded to dress Bane, stopping at her stomach to fell the vibrations permeating through Bane. Once they were cleaned and dressed Laura had Bane put on a trench coat and hood with scarf to hide her new prize while they rode to the airport and went through there.

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I was a college freshman and had only been in the dorm a few days. When I returned from class, some guys were gathered in the hall and said this gal named Ellen, who said she was a friend from back home, had come looking for me and had waited quite some time before leaving, saying she would return later.

Now the only Ellen I knew was the long-term girlfriend of a guy I’d gone to high school with, and I was sure they’d gone to college together in a completely different part of the country, so it could not possibly be her. At first, I really thought the dorm dudes were pulling my leg, as the female visitor they described as a pretty brunette with a great body, big smile, and very friendly seemed general and could be lots of girls. The fact that she had turned them on and they were so excited is what finally convinced me they were probably telling the truth.

I had no fucking idea who she was, and without a last name, no way to get a phone number.

So I just waited and wondered.

A few days went by, and, with hotties all over campus I was making plays for, forgot all about the mystery visitor.

Then there was a knock at my dorm door one quiet early evening while my roomie was at the library, and when I opened the door, there was this fine-looking gal in tight jeans and tee-shirt with a huge white smile who threw her arms around me with a big squeeze and identified herself as Ellen.

She looked vaguely familiar, but I had no idea who the hell this Ellen was, so I asked her in and pretended to be so glad to see her. (Well, I didn’t exactly have to PRETEND to be glad to see even a strange chic who looked and acted as good as her.)

I just sat there and smiled and let her talk, hoping she’d say something to jog my memory so I would not completely embarrass myself. Oddly, she knew all about me. Well, she eventually got around to mentioning that she had really enjoyed me as Don Quixote, was impressed that I played piano also, and was sorry she’d not got a chance to know me better.

Aha! She was the pianist for my high school’s senior-year production of Man of La Mancha. Though she went to a different school, since I had the leading male part with lots of singing, I’d rehearsed those songs many a time with her at the piano in the practice room.

But our director was always there with us, and, usually, other actors, too. During rehearsals and performances, she was in the pit with the rest of the orchestra. I really don’t remember having had more than a couple of cursory conversations with Ellen. Of course, the fact that I was busy wooing the exotic Jewish beauty who played opposite me in the Aldonza/Dulcinea role may have had something to do with my memory.

Wow, had Ellen ever changed! With the braces on her teeth and the thick glasses gone, and a completely new look with a stylish hairdo and tight casual clothes showing off a dynamite figure formerly obscured by the frumpy wool school uniform, Ellen was one very desirable girl!

Moreover, her whole demeanor was different. She had blossomed from reserved and disciplined to outgoing and fun–making frequent eye contact and kırşehir escort laughing easily–and assertive. I mean, it’s not often that a good-looking girl takes the initiative to come find a guy.

Now I won’t exaggerate and say she was THE best looking gal on campus, but the astonishing makeover had transformed this formerly ho-hum gal into a solid 9 on a scale of 1 to 10.

So, here I am a lowly college freshman the first week of school with a fine babe who’s tracked me down after thinking about me for six months, sitting alone with me in my dorm room sending every signal she’s hot to trot. Of course, it had been almost a month since my high school girlfriend had left for college after our Summer of Sex, so I had to remind myself that extreme horniness has a way of altering one’s perception and did not make a move on Ellen.

An hour after knocking on my door, Ellen broke a particularly pregnant pause with, “So, are we gonna fuck or what?”

Now that’s what I call assertive!

“Let’s begin with a little what, then fuck,” I suggested, beaming at how lucky I was.

I plunged my tongue down her throat as I grabbed her firm buns with both hands. In no time I wriggled off her jeans, snatched her shirt off, and kissed her all over. Damn, she had a nice body!

She was an excellent kisser, but beyond that, an obvious sexual novice. However, she was eager to make up for lost time and wanted to learn, so I taught her how to give good head, and she caught right on. Then I peeled off her panties and encountered the thickest, blackest bush I’ve ever seen, hacking through it to find a delicious wet pussy I licked and sucked with relish as she cooed with pleasure.

Ellen kept saying stuff like, “Oh, you are so fucking good at this. I want you to teach me everything about sex.”

And so I fucked her missionary there on my bunk bed for a while before bending her over my chair by the window and eating her out doggy for a good while, and then boinking her some more, watching my cock pull her very dark, super-tight pussy wrong side out on the out stroke and the lips disappear and the wave of flesh ripple across those magnificent buns on every in stroke. Damn, she felt so fine and had the world’s best attitude.

When I put together her obvious sexual inexperience, that ultra-tight vagina, and her over-eagerness to learn, I am almost positive she was a virgin until that very afternoon with me, though she never said so. Now unlike many men, I would much rather get it on with a very experienced woman than a virgin, but Ellen was different.

You see, you only had to “play” it one time, and, be it a song or a sexual technique, she had it down perfect. Ellen was an incredibly fast learner, and so there was immediate payoff after showing her the ropes.

I lay down on the rug on the floor, she mounted me, and I showed her how to fuck that way. Once again, she learned and in no time performed like an old pro.

Now the thing was, at this point, we were completely naked but for my socks and her bra. Sometimes, I like to leave a girl’s bra on to well malatya escort into sex, especially those with really nice tits, as a sort-of extra kick when I unleash them later.

Ellen had on a black, semi-sheer bra that matched her long-gone panties, and with her now riding atop me bouncing those really nice C cups over the underwire, I just had to finally see and squeeze them in full, unobstructed view. Wow, were they gonna be nice!

So I raised up to unhook the clasp in back, but, as I had shown her just a little while earlier, she leaned back out of my reach, grabbed my knees, arched her back, and stiff-armed herself while continuing to fuck me so very, very fine. I dropped my hands to peel back the forest of pubes and watch my cock go in and out of her lovely pussy.

She really liked this girl-atop-guy position, and quickly learned its variations, including the above, and both facing forward and facing away either on her knees or flat-footed. She even learned how to twist from facing forward to facing away and the reverse without ever letting my cock slip out of her pussy. Now, that ain’t easy folks!

I was dying to get at those tits, but every time she was facing me and I went for the clasp, she’d lean back out of my reach again. She was cumming over and over and having such a good time that I just let it go, but at last, when she was facing away and pistoning my absolute full length with incredible precision and having a huge orgasm, I snapped the clasp open, reached around, and got two handfuls of boob.

She sort of tried to lean forward away from me, but I had her by the tits in my grasp. How strange–after everything else we’d done, she was definitely reluctant to let me at her tits. Of course, in that position, I still couldn’t see them, so I managed to spin her back towards me, pick her up while keeping my dick inside, and, holding her up by the buns, flying fuck her back over to the chair by the window.

The bra was still hanging by its straps, partially concealing her lovely-shaped breasts, when I pulled it over her arms to see and feel them in their full glory. She gave weak resistance, but off the bra came anyway.

What the fuck was this?!!! She had those puffy kind of nipples, very dark like her pussy, but in the areola surrounding them, emerging from tiny little whelps were long, straight, black hairs! There must have been a good dozen on each areola—1, 2, some even 3 inches long!

In fact, I’d seen a couple trailing from the edge of the bra earlier, thinking they were just strands of thread, but no, those were wirey black hairs!

Now, we were having really good sex, and even though I could tell she was obviously embarrassed about them–trying to keep them covered for so long–it was still a turn-off.

Of course, I was not about to say or do anything critical, but I had waited so long for those tits, and now this! The boobs themselves had a nice shape and drape, felt great, and the puffy nipples veritably screamed to be twiddled and sucked, but practically speaking, it was nearly impossible to do either.

When niğde escort I tried to twiddle them, the long hairs just got all wound up around my fingers and thumb, and attempting to suck them was even more difficult, trying to pull them all over to one side out of the way only for some to pop free inside my mouth and halfway down my throat. Unpleasant, to say the least.

Otherwise, she was nothing short of excellent in bed. We were still fooling around in my bottom bunk when my nerdy roommate returned, climbing into his top bunk and masturbating behind his Golf Digest. Ellen got a huge kick out of that, and in the future, seemed to actually prefer he be there while we sucked and fucked and licked right below him. She had no interest in him, but it was like she was so proud of her newfound sexuality that she wanted to show and tell everyone.

Well, anyway, we kept up our dorm fucking on a every-few-days basis for about a month, and all the guys on my end of the hall would linger about just so they could see her when she arrived and left. They thought I was some kind of real lady-killer, but it was nothing but pure luck that she picked me to give her gorgeous self to and learn all about sex from.

She really was a hot-looking babe who moved like a Siamese cat, but, of course, those dorm guys had no idea that, out of their sight, those seemingly exquisite ta-tas were like two beautiful mountains ruined by a thicket of radio antennas at the summit.

I had met another couple of freshmen girls in the dorm next door that I was making good progress with, so I was not at all interested in dating Ellen exclusively or any other chick, for that matter. We never even went out on a “date,” having a purely stop-by-my dorm-and-fuck relationship. Accordingly, I didn’t mind if she fucked other guys, either.

And did she ever. I saw her on the back of a Harley with a bearded biker dude, and kissing a middle-aged professor notorious for boinking the young undergraduate girls. One evening, while running past the physical plant on the opposite side of campus, I saw her, quite disheveled, emerge from the crotchety, old-as-the-hills maintenance superintendent’s office. Crotchety, indeed—her crotch and his crotch! That was fine with me, for she had the decency not to fuck any of my buddies or anyone in my dorm.

I got from her a bad case of crabs–pubic lice. I’d got them before in high school, was able to quickly trace their origin to one person, and get the pediculicide medicine to him and everyone in that net of sexual activity. So, I knew what to do when I let Ellen know. I didn’t really care who or how many guys she’d fucked, but the only responsible thing to do was get word to each of them ASAP so they could take care of the lice problem. In discussing the matter with her, I learned that she’d already fucked scores of guys! A week later, I got crabs from her again! She was fucking so many guys she couldn’t even figure out who the original carrier was. She had, in effect, become the Typhoid Mary of crabs. That, coupled with those frustrating wire-haired boobs and other good-looking chicks on my sexual agenda, put an end to our “relationship.”

That was way back in the late 70s, and I have to believe that today laser hair removal or some other method is available for women who have such hair on their tits. It was just gross, and, thankfully, I never again encountered another woman with such hair on her nipples.

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Summary: The team prepares to turn Stephanie into a hucow.

The translation is performed by Pimanko. Many thanks for his work.

*****

Chapter 5 Preparing a New Hucow

The three women entered the room where a gynecological chair was located. A nurse was already there. She was a big blonde with a well-developed bosom. She wore a transparent smock. Still in her second state, Stephanie barely noticed it.

“Sit on the chair,” the nurse told her. “We’re going to get you ready.”

“That’s Veronique,” Claudine whispered in her ear. “She’s an expert. You’ll feel nothing.”

Stephanie barely caught the meaning of the words that Claudine had whispered to her.

Claudine and Amandine unbuttoned Stephanie’s smock and removed the garment, leaving her only with her little peach-coloured semi-transparent panties, which allowed her public hair to be seen, as well as her variegated bra. They put the journalist in the seat. Using Velcro strips, they took their time to attach her wrists to the arms of the chair while the nurse placed her legs on the stirrups.

Stephanie, who was still under the influence, demanded, “Wha-what are doing?”

“We’re going to prepare you to become a hucow,” Claudine answered.

“But, but I don’t want to become a hucow.”

“Oh yes, we’ll see. You are dying to become one. We’ve all noticed it during your visit. You became aroused when you saw our hucows in production. When we showed you the different stages of production, I was certain that you thought you wanted to be in their place. You got very wet when you prepared the last one, Sylvie. So, we are going to give you the pleasure of becoming a hucow like us. You’ll see. You’ll love it. It’s nothing but constant pleasure and ecstasy.

“No, I don’t want to,” Stephanie stammered. “I don’t want to. I can’t either. I have an apartment. There’s no need to stay here. Claudine, don’t do this. Let me go.”

“Shh,” tokat escort answered Claudine, “let it happen.”

She took a pair of scissors and cut the bra between the two cups and each strap at shoulder level. The garment was then gently removed. Stephanie’s two breasts sagged on both sides of the journalist’s chest. Then, at the thighs, she put her fingers under the elastic of the little panties and, with two expert snips of the scissors, cut the fabric, slowly and patiently pulling off the under-garment. Stephanie was now total nude.

Staring wide-eyed, she took in the scene without being able to react. Her muscles had no strength. She could not move. Her limbs seemed fixed to the chair. The powerful tranquillizer was affecting her will to act.

“No, I don’t want to! Let me go,” she pleaded.

Amandine walked over to small metal trolley next to the chair. She took a jar of shaving cream and put some of it on Stephanie’s pubic region. Using a razor, she removed all her pubic hair. Satisfied, she stepped back a little to get better look at her work. Then she took a jar of massage oil and coated the finger of her right hand and then put some of it around Stephanie’s anus.

“What are you doing? I don’t want that. Stop! Not that!”

Amandine shushed her and then shoved her oiled finger into the prisoner’s rectum. “It’s for your enjoyment,” Amandine told her. The she took a blue-coloured plug and shoved it up her oiled channel.

“Ah, stop, please, I don’t want that! I don’t want to become a hucow!”

The room door opened. Claude, the dairy’s director stepped in. “Ah, I see that her preparation is well advanced.”

“Yes,” Claudine answered, “but our friend doesn’t seem to be in agreement. She seems to want to resist.”

“I don’t want to stay. I don’t want to become one of your hucows,” Stephanie pleaded. “My boss will search for me. He’s the one who sent yozgat escort me.”

“Pierre? But he’s the one who asked us to prepare you and keep you with us. If you want to, you can ask him. He’s here.”

Claude moved away from the door to let Stephanie’s director enter. Lea, who was responsible for Milking Room 2, followed.

“Pierre, tell them… to let me go.”

“Why dear? It’s better for you. They’re going to make a fuss over you. Besides, you’ll do society some good.”

Pierre unbuckled his belt. Lea got down on her knees to open his fly. She nimbly pulled out his semi-erect penis from his underpants with her hand. She grasped it firmly and took it in her mouth.

Hypnotized by the sight, Stephanie watched Lea sucked Pierre’s glans.

“You see. I’m known here. My attributes are appreciated, not like you who refused sex.”

Lea continued her action. Pierre’s member became harder and more erect. The powerful aphrodisiac acting on Stephanie’s brain, the view of his member, and Claudine and Amandine’s tender attentions, aroused Stephanie even more. The two women were leaning over her bosom working her nipples, which gradually hardened, by licking them with their wet tongues.

As Pierre neared Stephanie, Lea released his penis. He moistened his hand and put it on Stephanie’s vagina. In fact, her sex was already wetting a great deal due to the aphrodisiac she had ingested as well as the sight of Pierre’s erect member. Swollen with blood, his penis entered her vagina. Stephanie’s sex offered no resistance as it penetrated into the depths of her vagina.

Surprised, Stephanie whimpered while Pierre began his in-and-out movement. His penis rubbed against the upper inner wall of Stephanie’s vagina. Guided by the anal plug, it excited the young woman to a higher level. Pierre’s penis rubbed against her G-spot.

Because of it, Stephanie felt that she was going zonguldak escort to cum and that her will would slip away little by little unless she was able to stop her rush to orgasm. “Ah, ah!”

“Yes,” whispered Caroline to her while stroking her breasts while stretching nipples she was rolling between fingers. “Enjoy. It’s good for the milk. And it’s good for you!”

At this point, Veronique took a hypodermic needle filled with a yellowish liquid. After wiping Stephanie’s soft skin with cotton batten soaked in alcohol, she injected it the liquid into the left breast at the very moment when the beauty reached her point of no-return of her sexual pleasure. Then she took another syringe and injected the same liquid into the other breast.

Overwhelmed by her orgasm, Stephanie took no notice. Her eyes were closed, huge tears of enjoyment ran along her cheeks. Her ecstasy lasted for several minutes. Small moans came out of her mouth. She had just undergone an extraordinary orgasm unlike few she had experienced in her life as a woman.

Next, the nurse took a last syringe with a strong soporific and put her to sleep.

“That’s it. The work of producing milk is going to be able to begin. It’s going to take several days,” Veronique informed them. “This treatment will be repeated tomorrow.”

During this time, Pierre had ejaculated inside Stephanie’s vagina, injecting his sperm deep into his former colleague’s sex. Then he pulled out. Lea licked his penis to remove the excess seminal fluids from his member.

“This one will be additional hucow to our livestock,” said Claude. “Thank you, Pierre. You’ve given us a very beautiful candidate!”

“I told you so,” Pierre answered. “She’s a little rebellious and wild, but I’m sure that your team’s good care will tame her. I’ll come back for news and of course, to satisfy her desires and my needs at the same time. It will be wonderful,” he said winking at the three hucows.

After embracing all the hucows, and shaking Pierre’s hand, he left.

“Good,” said Claudine, it’s time to prepare our new recruit for her first night with us.

Amandine and Claudine freed Stephanie from her bonds and transported the sleeping woman to her new room.

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[Bonus Turn On Tip: Are you hot to be submissive in the bedroom and can’t find a woman to play that game? Here is an idea. Ask her if she plays Tease and Deny. If she says “What’s that?” Help her feel the heat with you. Send her the link to this story. She may need a little taste to try it herself.]

***

“How about a little Tease and Deny, my pet?”

I felt myself stiffen up the second the text rang through my phone. Ever since I started playing the fucking Turn On Game, I wanted more and more of her random invitations. You never know when Mistress gets an itch.

“My style of tease and deny will torture you endlessly and most deliciously.” Mistress promised.

I first found her on Literotica.com. I sent her a text asking her to tease and deny me. Looking back, I see how clueless I was.

“You can’t get a woman to edge you if she isn’t turned on.” Mistress instructed. “In fact, the ONLY time to mention something kinky to your partner, is when she is hot, bothered and mad with desire.”

“It’s all about the first moments of flirting. You can’t start a Bugatti in fifth gear.” That one got me the most. (Even though I had to google Bugatti.) Starting that day I was determined to get this woman to play tease and deny with me.

Turn On Game? Phhfft. I figured I would go along with the charade. I could pretend I was playing her game. She would never know.

The first level of the game was simple. All I had to do was read and reply to Mistress’s Turn On Game emails.

It was easy and soon I got enough credits to have a virtual date with Mistress. I was so excited that I completely forgot myself. All I wanted was to play tease and deny with her.

My mind went fucking crazy with desire. At last, a date with Angel. My fantasy come true, so to speak.

I know she said this would be a coffee date, but she is a Mistress. Surely she expects sex, she’s a Mistress. Don’t all Mistress’s want sex?

Something inside me said “Stop!” “Slow karaman escort down!” “Don’t blow it now!” But I couldn’t stop my desire from overcoming me. I texted her.

“Mistress?”

“Yes, my pet?”

“May I plan the date”

“Of course, my pet. That would be delicious. Mistress is quite busy with the Game you know.”

There she goes talking about the damn game again. I hate to think of her with all of the other subby and bisexual men. I just want to have a virtual date with this woman.

The text alert chimed in. “Mistress desires for you to pick a coffee shop anywhere in the world and send the link.” I knew Mistress rewards creativity, she calls herself sapiosexual (google it).

“Yes, Mistress. You will need a flight.”

“Excellent, my pet. I will look for your date document to come through.”

I quickly prepared the document exactly as she liked them. (Mistress is always playing tease and deny and if I miss an instruction I am always denied.) The fantasy of the date rushed over me. I couldn’t wait.

Her flight left at two, and waiting for her to text when she landed was agony. All I wanted to do was tease, touch and taste her. I wanted her to feel the same way. Even though she is a Mistress, I want to tease and deny her, badly.

At last the chime of the text sounded. “Meet you at your hotel.” Mistress was all business sometimes. Damn that made me hotter than ever. She had insisted on separate hotels, even in a fantasy chat.

“It is so important that the woman feels safe. I don’t care if you are making out in the car or texting late at night. Make that woman feel safe and you will turn her on.” Mistress is always right, even though I don’t like it.

I got there thirty minutes early. Mistress hates when I am not on time. She notices extra effort. I know she loves pens. I found an antique fountain pen at the area market. Perfectly wrapped and tucked into my pocket, I took a seat at the bar.

Busy kars escort on my phone to kill time, I heard. “Well, well, my pet. I see you are here early.”

Right on cue, the bartender appeared with her signature Lemon Drop Martini. A tiny scoop of lemon sherbet floating on the top with a twist of yellow rind on the edge.

As soon as I saw her my breath caught in my throat. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a blue cashmere hoodie. Other women might choose something slutty. Not Mistress. She would be hot in a burlap bag. Simple gold drop earrings balanced out her asymmetrical blonde bob perfectly.

It took absolutely everything in me not to grab her by her gorgeous hair and take her right there on the bar.

I felt myself get hard and press against the fabric of my pants. Fuck. I didn’t want her to see that. I don’t want her to deny me now!! Please dick, please calm down. As if that would do any good.

The more I denied my increasing desire, the more I wanted her. I didn’t dare look at her feet. I knew there were strappy sexy black stilettos caressing those beautiful feet. I knew her toes were painted candy apple red. Fuck.

She knew my weakness for women’s feet. She loved to tease me with pictures of her sensational feet in all kinds of poses. I refused to let myself look. That is, until my second beer.

Once that second Michelob hit me, fuck, all I could do is stare at her feet.

“My pet?”

“Um, my pet?” I heard throat clearing somewhere in the fog of my need for release.

Clearing my own throat and dragging my thoughts back to the present, I said, “Yes, mistress?”

Even though everything in me wanted to reach under the table and take myself out of my pants, I refused to comply. Even though the thought of her black silk thong caressing her delicious curves, I forced myself to behave.

Fuck. This tease and deny really sucks. Denying myself? FUCK.

Even though Mistress clearly kıbrıs escort said she will invite me when and if she chooses me as a personal partner, my dick was bullying me into stupidity.

“Mistress?”

“Yes my pet.”

“May I place a wet finger…”

“Oh my, that is such a shame.”

Feeling her displeasure, my cock collapsed. “Oh, Mistress? What has your pet done to displease you?”

“You were doing so well. Mistress was impressed, very impressed. Denying yourself and focusing on Mistress is fucking hot.”

She paused.

I waited.

My heart was pounding.

“That wet finger got you into trouble, my pet, didn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress, I am sorry.” I hung my head, looking at my feet. Fucking finger.

“Remember, no apologies, simply course correct.”

“Yes Mistress, duly noted.”

“My pet?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You really are doing fantastic. Today you were able to deny yourself like never before. Mistress teases you so mercilessly, doesn’t she.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“And my pet desperately wants to be in a story where he can switch it up and control Angel, doesn’t he?”

I could barely type back to her. “You know I do.”

“Excellent.”

“Oh, one last thing, my pet.”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“I want to tell you a secret.”

My throat closed as my heart doubled it’s pace. “What is it Mistress?”

“It is a real turn on to play tease and deny with you. Thanks for the turn on.”

“Did Mistress have turn on, even though your pet messed up?”

Laughter echoed through the chamber. “Oh my yes. I saw the bulge in your pants and how you tried so desperately to hide it from me. I play tease and deny too.”

“Mistress?”

Taking a deep breath and focusing on patience, Mistress sighed, “Yes, my pet.”

“May I have another chance at a tease and deny date?”

“Hmmmmm. You do have a lot of potential, Eros. I suppose Mistress could make herself available again.”

“Mistress?”

“Yes, my pet?”

“I am starting to like the fucking Turn On Game.” I bit my lip reading the LOLOL that was her immediate response. I couldn’t wait til next time.

How about you? Can you relate to the dude telling the story? Tell Mistress your thoughts.

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It was a beautiful summer afternoon. I was sitting by the apartment pool “girl watching.” I’ve always enjoyed that activity. Thankful that I worked for a morning newspaper, I was able to enjoy my afternoons. My wife worked at the hamburger joint in the afternoon and usually did not get home until ten or eleven. With no other commitments that day, I just planned to enjoy the view and relax in the sun.

I was watching a mom try to wrestle with her four-year-old son to take him in for his nap. It was usually a good show since he liked to pull at his moms suit top and had exposed her breasts on more than one occasion. I must have been quite lost in the show, because all of a sudden, I became aware that someone was standing next to me.

“Oh, hey Katie,” I said, looking up at her. “What’s up?”

“I think I need your help,” she said almost in a question. “But, I’m not sure if I should.”

Well, I was intrigued and if it didn’t involve money I was fairly sure I would do whatever she wanted. Katie is one of my wife’s sisters. She had a very fit and trimmed body from playing sports in high school. Her 34C bra was smaller than my wife’s 36C but looked very nice on her slim frame. She was a natural dirty blonde, but often lightened her hair. Katie’s husband Ron and I got along well and often got together to play cards, watch movies or just hang out.

“You know that Ron is out of town this week,” she started, trying to get up her courage to ask. “Normally, he would help me out, but I don’t want to wait till he gets back.”

“Okay, I said.” And I got up out of the lounge and we headed to their apartment. My mind was running through possible scenarios and my heart was pumping faster as we walked inside.

“What is it you need a hand with?” I asked.

“Well,” she started, looking at the floor. “You know I’m not naturally this blonde …”

“Yes, and you look great whatever shade it is,” I interrupted.

“Thanks,” She said, looking up and smiling quickly before returning her gaze to the floor. “I know you have taken care of this for my sister and I was hoping for you help.”

“Just tell me what you need, Doll.” I said trying to hide any excitement and still wondering what I would have to do.

“Just a second,” she said and went into the bathroom. A minute later, she came back out wearing her bikini top and had a towel wrapped around her waist. “I want to come down to the pool, but I can not like this,” she said as she opened the towel.

I looked at her bikini bottoms and at first didn’t notice what her problem with the suit was. “I wondered if I could get you to give me a trim?” she finally choked out.

“Oh,” I said almost laughing at myself for not noticing the hairs sticking out the legs of the bikini. “Sure, I can help you with that. How do you want to do this?”

“Well, what works for you?” she asked back.

“We could do it on a towel on the floor here,” I suggested, not wanting to push my luck and suggest their bed.

Katie spread out the towel and went to the bathroom. She was back quickly with scissors in hand. She sat down on the towel still wearing her bikini bottoms. I moved in, kneeling on the floor at her side, as she laid ordu escort back and spread her thighs. I stated trimming the hairs that stuck out, while trying not to touch her to close to her pussy.

She must have felt my trembling hand on her thigh and she asked if I was okay. “Yes, just trying to be careful,” I replied.

As I snipped away at the offending hairs, I realized how turned on I was getting. I started sliding the bikini bottoms further and further from her thighs and exposing more hair to trim.

“I cannot promise that once you hit the water stray hairs won’t find their way out. There could be some longer hairs lurking just inside.” “Well, just do what you can,” she replied”

“I usually shave your sister,” I finally got up the courage to say.

“I know, but I thought that would be a little weird,” she confessed.

“I wouldn’t bother me,” I said. My voice almost betraying the excitement I had as I continued trimming.

“Really?” she asked sitting up. “You would be okay shaving me?”

“Yes, I shave your sister,” I said, trying to sound like it was no big deal.

“But she’s your wife,” Katie argued. “That’s a little different. Are you sure?”

“No problem.” I said very matter of fact like. “It’s up to you though.”

“Okay,” she said and hopped to the bathroom again. This time she came back with a razor and shaving lotion and sat back down on the towel.

“You do have to remove those,” I said, pointing at her bikini bottoms.

She lifted her buns from the towel and pulled the bottoms down to her knees. I took them from there and slide them the rest of the way and off her lovely feet. He legs were still closed.

“How much do you want shaved?” I asked. “A full triangle on top, completely shaved, or somewhere in between?”

“Not completely shaved!” she protested, “In between I guess, but closed to a full triangle on top.”

“Okay,” I said. “Lay back.”

She did and I poured some lotion in my hands. Katie’s naturally dirty blonde patch was fairly sparse. The biggest problem was that the hair was very long. I began spreading the lotion near her hips and moved toward her inner thighs. Her legs slowly separated as she relaxed. Her pussy glistened with it’s own moisture and I tried not stare to long.

Katie tried to carry on a normal conversation as I used the razor. My cock was standing full in my bathing suit but she was not paying attention to that. I had her spread her legs far so that I could remove all the hair next to her lips. I was now using one hand to manipulate her lips to accommodate shaving. I heard her pause a few times in the conversation, as I was moving my hand around her labia. I could tell that she was getting excited too.

Slowly and carefully, I shaved Katie’s pussy. I took my time not only to keep from cutting her, but also because I was enjoying feeling her and making her squirm. I let my thumb fall onto the top of her lips and slowly manipulated her clit while I was shaving her. I finished with the razor but I continued to play with her button for a few minutes. Cream was flowing from her pussy and I was afraid to break the moment.

Katie let a few osmaniye escort quite moans escape letting me know that she was really enjoying what I was doing. I put down the razor and was using both hands to manipulate her pussy. My thumb and forefinger increased their assault on her clit. My other hand played with the entrance to her love canal. Her cream and the lotion made everything slick and without warning Katie began shacking all over. Oh my god! She groaned out loud as her thighs clamped on my hands.

I continued to move my fingers as best as I could until she began to relax and her thighs loosed their grip. I jumped up, and went to the bathroom. I quickly returned with a warm washrag. “I need to wash the hair off, and make sure I got it all,” I said like everything was normal.

I knelt between her legs this time to wash off her pussy. I moved closer to inspect my work and she giggled as my breath blew across her lips. “Sorry,” I said, as I grabbed the razor and cleaned up a few stray hairs.

“I think it looks great,” I said and I planted a quick kiss on her clit.

“MMMM, don’t stop,” she whispered. “Keep going.”

Not wanting to waste what may have been my only opportunity to eat my sister-in-law, I kissed her clit again and then I licked her lips. I slide my tongue inside her and tasted the sweet cream she had been oozing. The taste sent my head spinning and my cock ached in the confinement of my suit. She moaned and her hands grabbed at my hair pulling me tighter against her. I concentrated on her clit again and it was only a matter of moments before she was cumming again. Her thighs clamped on my head and her hands pulled my hair.

I kept sucking her clit as her juices flowed all over my chin. She bucked and humped against me. I was beginning to wonder if I would ever be able to breathe again, when she finally released her grasp. I sucked in some air and then licked some of the cream from her lips.

“Wow, I’m so embarrassed,” said Katie as she got up and headed into the bathroom. She came back out with a towel wrapped around her.

“Why, nothing to be embarrassed about.” I countered. I’m just glad you enjoyed it,” I added.

“Oh, that doesn’t help.” She quipped.

“Well, if it’s any consolation,” I began. “I got quite turned on too,” I said pointing to the bulge in my swim trunks.

“You’re not going to tell anyone, right? Katie asked.

“Hell NO!” I responded. “But I got to take care of this,” I said grabbing my cock through the suit.

“Can I watch,” She asked a little sheepishly.

“Sure,” I said, disappointed that she didn’t offer to help, but excited about jacking off for her.

I pulled my suit down to my knees and my cock bounced free. I grabbed a hold of it and began stroking. I was still standing in the middle of the living room and she sat down on the couch as she watched me. I have had only a few opportunities to jack off while being watched and every time has been a joy. In itself the idea is enough to get me off, but I wanted to push the scene further.

“Can you give me back the visual stimulation?” I asked. Katie looked at me confused. “Open that towel back sinop escort up,” I plainly said.

She opened the towel and spread it out on the couch allowing me to again see her newly shaved pussy. “What about the top, can you remove that for me too?” I got the courage to ask.

She reached behind her and undid the bikini top and let it fall to her lap. My eyes were glued to her tits. While smaller than my wife’s they were still wonderful to behold. Her nipples stood out proudly and her breathing raised and lowered them rhythmically in front of me.

I continued pumping my cock and precum was now oozing from the tip. Katie moved her hands to her lap and remover the bikini top that had fallen there. She then slipped two fingers into her pussy as she watched me. I watched her and she watched me as our mutual masturbation took place.

I slowly moved closer and closer to her as we played for each other. Her breasts began to heave as her breathing became more deliberate.

“I’m gonna cum,” I groaned.

“MMM, yes, do it, Brother-in-law,” she replied as she moved her free hand to play with her clit.

I took a final step forward so that I was standing over her, and my hand became a blur as I hit the point of no return. My first load of cum shot out and landed right on her lovely tit. The second shot landed higher, just missing her chin and landed just below her neck. The next shots landed on her tummy and hands. I staggered over her as I squeezed out the final shot.

I looked down at her covered in my cum as she began shaking again and hit her third orgasm of the afternoon. I grabbed the washcloth from the floor and began to wipe my cock juice from her. Then she dried off with the towel.

“You shouldn’t have any problems with the bikini bottoms now,” I said changing the focus back from what we had just done.

“Do you want to head back to the pool?” she asked as she picked up the towel and stuff from the floor.

“Sure,” I said. “A swim would be nice.” I grabbed my suit and pulled it back on.

“Okay, give me a minute and I’ll be right there,” she said disappearing into the bathroom again.

She was back soon with her bikini properly fixed and we headed to the pool.

“We can never let anyone know what just happened,” Katie said. “Not my husband and certainly not my sister.”

Not a problem,” I replied. “But any time that you need a trim, just let me know,” I continued as I gave her a wink.

“Well, I’m sure I’ll be needing it from time to time.” She giggled just before she dove into the pool.

I followed after and we swam for a while until she had to get ready for work. I went back to my apartment and jacked off again think about the joy I had shaving my sister-in-law.

We worked it out that about every two weeks I had the opportunity to shave her again. After each shave, I would ‘inspect’ my work by using my tongue. I do remember that the first time she gave me a blow job, I could help but notice how much better she was than her sister at it. Her sister, my wife, was good, don’t miss understand that, but Katie was a pro! We always ended up with our mutual masturbation period in which I would get to shoot my load all over her.

We enjoyed our sessions for a couple years until they had to move because my brother-in-law was transferred.

Even though other things eventually happened with the four of us (I’ll save details for another story). Katie and I never told our spouses about our sessions.

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The key was where she had told him it would be. Slowly and quietly, he let himself in through the front door. The house was silent but, just as he was about to call out, he noticed the handwritten sign saying “Come on upstairs. I’m a little tied up… “

He made his way upstairs, trying to make as little sound as possible. When he reached her bedroom door, he cast a quick glance inside and had to stifle a chuckle. Lying there naked on her bed, she really was tied up, or, to be completely accurate, she had handcuffed herself to the rails of the headboard. The blindfold was an added detail.

Pausing only to undress quickly, he tiptoed into the bedroom. He had almost made it to the foot of the bed when a squeaky floorboard betrayed his presence.

“Is that you?” she asked a little nervously.

He laughed. “What would you do if it wasn’t?”

“Probably not much,” she replied, “given my current predicament and everything.”

“Fair point,” he said as he climbed on to the end of the bed.

“So, since I’m entirely at your mercy, what do you plan doing to me?” she asked.

“Well, I thought I might just start here,” he said as he leant forward and began teasing her nipples with is tongue.

“Oh, fuck yes!” she breathed, “my tits do like attention.”

He didn’t reply; he simply flicked his tongue over one, then the other, sucking each one in turn into his mouth.

As he licked and sucked on her nipples, he reached down and began running a finger through the soft curls on her mound. Anticipation built within her as his finger moved slowly closer and closer to her pussy. With each flick of his tongue on her nipples, she could feel herself growing moister as his finger worked its way towards its goal

As he worked his finger closer, he could feel the heat from her pussy; he could almost sense how wet it would be. Moving his hand slightly to one side, he bypassed her clit and began stroking the insides of her thighs. She squirmed as his fingers approached but never quite touched her increasingly moist and enflamed lower lips.

“You are such a fucking tease!” she complained as, again and again, his fingers moved towards her pussy, only to retreat just when it seemed that, this time, contact was inevitable.

“Now, now. Be patient!” he chided as she struggled beneath him, trying to push herself against his fingers, “there’s no hurry now is there?”

“I guess… I guess not,” she sighed, frustration evident in her voice.

“Good!” he replied, “Because now that you’re nicely warmed up, it’s my turn now…”

“Ooooh, you bastard!” she moaned as he withdrew his fingers, giving her nipples a final flick of his tongue.

He quickly moved up and knelt beside her head. He reached out and turned her face towards him with one hand, as he pressed the head of his cock against her lips with the other. She opened her mouth and he forced his cock between her lips. She spluttered as, with one hand still on the back of her head, he began to fuck her mouth.

As his cock thrust between her lips, she began to suck, working her tongue over its thickly veined underside. Occasionally he would drive the head of his cock deep into the back of her throat, causing her to choke briefly. Her eyes watered, and she could feel the blindfold become damp against her face. It was, however, nowhere near to being as wet as her pussy was now. His rough treatment was just what she wanted and she hoped he would be every bit as rough when he came to fuck her.

As he drove his cock into her mouth, he reached down between her legs. Her back arched as he easily slid two fingers into her and he felt the walls of her pussy tighten around them. He began to work his fingers in and out, forcing them into her pussy with the same rhythm with he forced his cock into her mouth.

Every now and then, he would slip his fingers from her pussy and rub her juices on his shaft or on her lips. Occasionally he would spread her juices over her nipples and would be rewarded by her sucking his cock harder.

With his fingers invading her pussy as he continued to mercilessly fuck her mouth, she felt the first stirrings of her impending climax. As the sensations grew steadily inside her, she wanted to cry out but was prevented by the thick cock that filled her now aching mouth. Tiny rippling contractions began in her womb. They grew stronger with each thrust and twist of his fingers; with every stroke of his cock. Unable to move her hands, she began to kick her feet, her body shaking as her orgasm ignited. No longer conscious of anything else, she surrendered herself to the sensations, letting the waves of her climax carry her away.

As his own climax approached, he took her orgasm as his cue. He pulled his cock from between her lips and began to stroke it furiously. “I… I’m going to cum all… all over your lovely big t… tits!” he gasped.

With her throat too raw and her jaw too stiff to respond, she simply nodded. While she regretted him not cumming in her mouth, she was grateful kuşadası escort that her jaw and throat were being allowed some relief.

“Here it cums!” he cried as his cock erupted, sending jets of thick cum over her breasts.

“Mmmm, yes,” she sighed hoarsely as she felt the warmth of his cum on her skin. Almost instinctively she tried to reach down to rub the thick, creamy liquid into her skin, but the cuffs around her wrists prevented her.

Once again, he turned her face towards him. This time the last of his load dribbled from his cock as he pressed the head to her lips. She flicked her tongue over the slit, tasting his rich, salty flavour. “Mmm, you taste good,” she purred softly before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and sucking the last drops of his load into her mouth.

He laughed and pulled his cock from her mouth. “Now to see how good you taste,” he said as he moved down the bed and positioned himself between her thighs. He dipped his head. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her enflamed lower lips as he moved closer.

Instead of diving straight in, he began to kiss the insides of her thighs. Her lower lips glistened with her juices. The scent of her rich nectar filled his senses as he slowly ran his tongue up the insides of her thighs, pulling away just before his tongue could brush against her moist folds.

“Eat me! Don’t tease me!” she moaned, her voice still hoarse. She pushed her hips back, drying desperately to press her pussy against his mouth.

He laughed. “In a hurry are we? Have you got someone else waiting?” he taunted.

“N… noooooo,” she moaned, “I… I just want to feel your tongue on my pussy”

He laughed again; then continued his slow teasing, his mouth coming close to but never quite touching her pussy. Her complaints became increasingly urgent as her frustration mounted.

“Eat my fucking pussy!” she moaned as the suspense became unbearable. Suddenly, without any warning, she felt his tongue graze her lower lips. “Ooooohhhhhh!” she sighed, “Ohhhhhh yesssss!”

Slipping his tongue between her moist lower lips, he lightly nuzzled her pussy. Her juices flowed out and he lapped them into his mouth.

“Mmmm, you taste particularly good,” he said, savouring the flavour of her essence before returning to his task. His tongue darted in and out of her pussy and she squirmed in response to his tongue’s ministrations, moaning and sighing with pleasure as the sensations in her pussy spread over her.

As he moved his tongue to her clit, he raised his hands to her breasts. As he flicked his tongue over her sensitive bulb, he began rubbing his cum into her skin, spreading it over her.

“That’s sooooo, good!” she moaned, rocking her hips to grind her pussy against his mouth, “it feels so dirty. I love feeling like a dirty bitch!”

He began to squeeze her nipples as his tongue beat against her clit. Once again, she felt a familiar glow begin to spread over her.

As his tongue teased her clit, he reached down with one hand and slid the tips of two fingers into her pussy, while his other hand still played with he breasts. “Oh fuck yes!” she moaned, pushing back to let his fingers penetrate her more deeply. He twisted his fingers inside her, coating them with her juices as his tongue continued to lap over her clit. Suddenly, he pulled them out and his hand returned to her breast. She moaned as he anointed her nipple with her juices.

Repeating the process with the fingers of one hand, then the other, he coated her breasts with her juices as his tongue lashed her clit. “Ohhhh I love that,” she sighed as he rubbed her juices into the soft skin of her breasts, “It makes me feel like such a dirty whore!”

With his mouth feasting on her pussy and his fingers spreading the mixture of his cum and her juices over her breasts, she felt the first rippling tremors of another approaching climax spread through her pussy. The sensations quickly grew stronger as his tongue lashed her clit. She tossed her head from side to side as the pressure for release mounted. She pushed her hips forward, increasing the friction as the tip of his tongue flicked her throbbing clit, intensifying her sensations as the contractions spread from her pussy to her womb.

“Oh fuck, yesssss! That’s it! Don’t stop!” she cried, struggling to force the words out as her body began to shake. He reached up and tugged on her nipples as his tongue lashed her clit, causing her to cry out as the pain increased her pleasure. “Ooooooooh, fuck!” she cried, “I’m cummmmming!”

Her body thrashed. Writhing on the bed, thrusting her hips, she ground her pussy against his mouth, pressing his tongue firmly against her clit. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oooooooooohhhhhhh!” she moaned as she surrendered to her climax.

Slowly circling her clit with his tongue, he fed her climax, keeping her at boiling point as her orgasm peaked, subsided, then peaked again. Her juices flooded his mouth. She moaned and cried out, kocaeli escort becoming louder and more vocal as he drove her on.

As the waves of her orgasm rose and fell, he continued to gently flick his tongue over her clit. Her body shook uncontrollably as intense pleasure gripped her. Drained beyond endurance by the intensity of her release, she managed to weakly gasp, “No more. Oh fuck, please, no more.”

As he moved up beside her, he spotted the keys to her handcuffs. He quickly undid them then slowly, almost tenderly, pushed the blindfold away from over her eyes.

“Fuck me; that was good…” she sighed

“I fully intend to fuck you,” he replied, “but I think you need to get your breath back first.”

“Hell, yeah, that was just a bit intense.”

“So glad to have been of service,” he said coyly.

“Oh, you haven’t finished servicing me yet,” she replied. “Give me a few seconds to get myself together, and then I’ll bring your cock back to life so you can finish what you’ve started.”

“Somehow, I don’t think I’ll need too much encouragement,” he said.

“I hope not! After all that licking and fingering, my cunt is ready for a good fucking. Now, lie down,” she demanded.

He rolled on to his back and she quickly climbed on top of him. Smiling, she leaned forward to kiss him as his hands roamed all over her body. His hands reached up to cup and squeeze her large, firm breasts as their lips pressed together.

She sat up and pushed him away. “My turn now, or do you want me to cuff you?”

“Up to you,” he replied.

She laughed. “I would, but I can’t be arsed faffing about with them.”

She gave him a wicked grin then leaned forward, her breasts rubbing against his face. His tongue snaked out, licking over their soft skin. She gave a girlish laugh as she shook her body, jiggling and bouncing her breasts against his face, smothering him in her cleavage.

Slowly, she began to work her way down his firm, well muscled body. The fine hairs on his chest rubbed against her erect nipples, adding to her growing excitement.

She proceeded to tease him. He moaned as she kissed his stomach, her breasts rubbing against the insides of his thighs, his cock sliding between her firm, fleshy globes. She smiled up at him as she reached down to press her breasts together, squashing his cock between them.

“Oh, that’s so good!” he gasped as he rocked slowly back and forth, his cock sliding between her breasts.

“Glad you approve,” she replied coyly before flicking her tongue over his head of his cock as it poked from her cleavage; groaning as she coated it with a warm film of saliva.

“Damn!” he sighed, “Oh fuck yes!” he gasped as she took the swollen head of his cock into her mouth and slowly slid her lips along his shaft. As she worked her mouth back and forth she let her teeth drag lightly against his cock, her tongue swirling over its surface. His hips bucked slightly, forcing his cock deeper into her hot and hungry mouth. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned as she took the head into the back of her throat and swallowed repeatedly.

Letting his cock slip from her mouth, she teased it with her breasts once more, letting them swing back and forth, brushing over its surface. “I bet you’re just dying to fuck me, aren’t you?” she asked in a voice made husky with arousal.

“Yes!” he gasped, strain evident in his voice.

“Yes, what?” she teased, her fingers tightening their grip around his shaft.

“Yes, I want to fuck you,” he groaned.

“Ask nicely,” she taunted; a wicked sparkle in her eyes.

“Please will you let me fuck you?” he asked.

She put on an artful display of pondering his request. Her hand still stroked his thick, throbbing cock. “You’ll have to do better than that, I’m afraid” she chided with feigned innocence.

He groaned again. The tension in his body was excruciatingly intense. “Please,” he begged, “Words cannot describe just how much I want to feel my cock inside your hot, tight, little pussy.”

She laughed then leaned forward to give him a kiss.

She quickly turned around, her back towards him as she straddled his legs. “You just lie back and enjoy the view for now,” she purred as she reached back between her legs to grip his shaft. “Mmmm, yesssss!” she sighed as she flicked Adam’s knob over her swollen lips and clit, coating it in her juices.

She teased herself for several moments before guiding the swollen head of his cock towards the warm, wet entrance of her pussy. “Ohhhhhhhhh!” she sighed as she pushed her hips back, feeling herself stretch around him as she lowered herself slowly on to his cock.

“Oh fuck!” he gasped as felt the moist warmth of her pussy engulf his manhood as she impaled herself on its length.

“Oh God, yes!” she moaned, “You feel sooo good inside me! So big! Sooo hard! Mmmmmmm…”

Slowly at first then gradually increasing her pace, she rocked her hips back and forth. He watched as his cock slid in and out of her konya escort pussy with a soft, wet squelching sound. She flexed the walls of her pussy around his cock, milking his shaft inside her. “God, I love it when you do that,” he moaned as the sensations added to his increasing tension. Looking back over her shoulder, she smiled as she clenched her pelvic muscles even tighter.

He sighed as she rode his cock with increasing abandon, coating his cock with the warm wetness of her juices as she impaled herself on its length. His hips began to buck, driving his cock deeper into her pussy as she slid up and down.

“Mmmm, this is nice,” she said as she ground herself against him, “but I want something rougher.”

“Anything in particular?” he enquired coyly

She slid off his cock and looked back at him. “Well, since I’m on all fours, why don’t you take me hard from behind?”

He moved into position behind her .He grabbed her hips and pulled her back on to him as he drove forward.

“Fuck yes! That’s it! Fuck me hard!” she moaned as he began to thrust in and out. As his cock plunged into her, she pushed her hips back to meet him, taking in him deeper.

“Do you like this?” he asked as he pounded her from behind.

“Fuck, I do, I do!” she moaned.

Without warning he brought one hand down hard on the cheek of her arse.

“Ohhh!” she sobbed, do that again.

“What? This?” he asked as his hand connected her arse cheek again.

“Mmmm, yes!” she moaned.

“Do you like to be spanked?” he asked as, once again, his hand smacked against her.

“Fuck yes!” she cried, Slap my arse!” Spank it hard”

He did as she demanded, bringing his hand down with a resounding slap on the upturned cheeks of her bum. The stinging pain of his slaps brought tears to her eyes but they were tears of pleasure as much as pain, she could feel her arse cheek turning red and loved how dirty it made her feel.

In and out, over and over, he stabbed his thick cock mercilessly into her increasingly tender pussy. She reached back between her legs and began to rub her clit furiously, eliciting ever more powerful sensations.

“That lovely red arse of yours looks like it could do with a cock up it,” he said suddenly.

“Mmmm, yes please,” she replied.

“What did you say?” he asked, smacking her again.

“I… Uh… I said, yes please.”

“You… want… me… to… fuck… your… arse?” he asked, punctuating each word with another stinging slap.

“Yes! Fuck my arse!” she sobbed, tears stinging in her eyes. “Stick your great big cock in my arse and fuck it hard!”

He pulled out, leaving her pussy feeling empty. Using his fingers, he lubricated her tight rear hole with my juices. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as his swollen head of his cock pressed against her rear opening. She felt her arsehole yield to the steady pressure of his cock as it began to push into her.

“Ohhh, ahhh!” she sighed as first the head and then the shaft worked their way into her tight rear opening.

“Oh fuck!” they moaned in unison as he slowly sank his cock, inch by inch, into her arse.

She pushed her hips back slowly, taking him into her until, at last, his cock was buried root deep in her arse. He placed his hands on her hips and paused, partially to let her become accustomed to having him inside her and partially to savour the sensation of feeling his cock gripped deep within her arse.

“Oh God, that feels good!” he sighed as he began to work his cock in and out.

“Mmmmmmm,” was all the reply she could muster as she revelled in the intense and deliciously dirty sensations of having her tight rear hole filled with his cock.

His cock plunged into the tight confines of her back-passage over and over, increasing in force with every thrust. “Yes,” she urged, “Fuck my arse. Go on fuck it!”

She forced her hips back to meet his thrusts as his cock sawed in and out of her arsehole.

“Oh God,” ne moaned, “it’s so tight. Your arse is so fucking tight!”

Her legs began to tremble as the force of his strokes increased. His breathing was ragged as his cock surged deep into her bowels.

“Yes! Ohhhh yessssss! Fuck my arse!” she cried as he slammed into her, his balls slapping against her enflamed pussy lips with every stroke.

She fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit as he repeatedly plunged into her back-passage. Reaching forward, he grabbed her breasts as they swung beneath her, squeezing them and teasing her nipples with his fingers as he buggered her mercilessly.

She could feel another climax as he impaled her arse with his cock. Her throbbing clit felt raw as she rubbed it furiously with her fingers.

“Oh… Ohhh fuck! I… I can’t hold on!” he cried as he felt his own climax approach.

She drove her fingers deep into her pussy, pressing her thumb firmly against her clit as his fingers tightened around her nipples.

“Yessssssssssssss!” she sobbed.

“Oh fuck!” he cried.

At the last moment, he pulled out. Staggering round in front of her, he pointed his cock at her face stroking it rapidly.

“Fuuuucccckkkk!” he groaned as his cock erupted, spewing its load over her face and neck.

“Mmmmm,” she sighed as his cum dribbled down her chin and on to her breasts.

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Then you press both of your feet against my thighs and you push steadily until my knees loose their grip and I am hanging freely and unsupported in my restraints. Your feet keep pushing against me and let me swing in what ever direction and fashion that you choose. You did a good job tying me up. I can feel the strain in my extremities, but there is no real pain. I am even enjoying the sensation of being suspended at your mercy. I am your puppet. You control my strings. My senses are heightened by my defenselessness and I love the sensation of your feet touching my body and controlling my every movement. You watch silently and take in every moment.

When you have decided that you saw enough you reach behind me and pull forward a rubber slave hood. You show me the hood. It has zippers instead of eye holes and a wide opening for the mouth. You slide the hood over my head. It is very tight. You leave the zippers closed which leaves me in total darkness. Sounds are muted. My whole body tingles with tension. For a moment I am afraid that I might ejaculate without a touch just from all the tension. A gag is shoved tunceli escort into my mouth and fastened behind my head. I sense that you circle me. I can hear the click of a camera. I imagine that you take selfies in front of this bizarr background.

Induced by the darkness I lose all feeling of time. For what feels like hours you torture me with great apparent pleasure. You torment my whole body but above all the soles of my feet, my nipples, my cock and balls. You must have prepared for this moment for a long time, because you apparently own a whole array of torture devices. You throw me into a world of sensual pain induced by beatings with a riding crop and a cane, hot candle wax and biting electricity. You treat me like an object. Whenever you stand to my side in order to cane my soles you rest one hand on my face like I was nothing more than staircase railing. You pay great attention that I may never adjust to the situation or get into a flow. Whenever you feel that I adjusted to the pain on my nipples you immediately whack my feet with the cane or pull on my balls or you tease my anus or vice versa.

In the moment that you sense that I switch off pain completely, you stick your toes through my gag and make me worship them. In the very moment that you notice that I might enjoy that you immediately return to the opposite treatment. While the electricity bites my nipples, cock and ass, you lay down on your back in front me and let your feet and your crop explore my body. Your toes pinch my nipples, you rub your soles down my chest, you rest your foot on my cock, your toes fool around with my exposed anus, you rest your foot on my chin, … You give your best to keep me confused, aroused and sexually frustrated. You are in Ecstasy…

A long while later, you notice that I stopped reacting and that I am just hanging in my shackles exhausted. You let me sink to the ground slowly. You remove the spreader-bar between my legs. You remove the gag from my mouth. I am back on my stomach on the yoga mat. You help me shake out my stiff limbs. Then you fold my wrists over my head and lock them to a chain that is connected to the ankles of my feet. I am again defenseless but this time you roll me on my side so that my head can rest on my arm. Now you sit down with spread legs on the mat in front of me. You shove your left foot into my uşak escort mouth and start smearing my saliva on my cheeks and chin. You are no longer interested in my caresses. You just want to dig your toes into my mouth. Your right foot rests on my cock.

You stroke it only slightly, as it is anxious to burst for a long time already. But you do not want to me to experience that much joy, yet. You are pleasuring me just enough so that the precum keeps dripping. You enjoy collecting the precum on your toes and to then wipe it in slow and sensual strokes onto my face before you slide your right foot slowly into my mouth to moisten it for the next round of teasing. My face is quickly covered by a slimy film of saliva and precum. You are clearly aroused by all this. You start moaning and your movements become more and more slow, careful and sexual. It feels like you are slowly and carefully fucking my mouth with your toes. I am very confused by this, but I cannot help getting harder and harder. Hearing and feeling your arousal is a strong aphrodisiac for me.

A few moments later you finally grow tired of my despair. You pull your left foot out of my mouth and move it down to the tip of my cock, the tip of my cock aims directly between your toes. With gentle strokes from the root of my cock all the way up to the tip, your foot drives me towards an enormous climax. I moan loudly as I explode all over your beautiful toes. The release is so massive that I want to scream and I wish that I was still gagged so that I could bite onto something. You use your hand to expertly massage every last drop out of me. My hot seed is dripping from your toes and running down your sole. You reach behind my back and loosen the chain that connects my wrists and ankles. I collapse into an almost unconscious state and roll onto my back. I breathe deeply through my mouth. I am exhausted but deeply satisfied.

As I close my eyes, I catch a glimpse of you looking straight at my mouth with that diabolical look on your face. Before I can make any sense of it, your sperm-dripping wet foot lands on my half-open mouth!! *thud* I am totally disgusted, I press my lips onto each other with all my remaining strength, but else I do not dare to move. In the background I can hear the familiar sound of the camera again. Your cum-soiled foot very sensually moves from cheek to cheek slowly massaging the cold and wet slime into my skin. All while you stare at my lips looking for a sign of weakness and thus a chance for your toes to dive deep into my mouth and clean up. Your eyes are piercing now, I can definitely detect a hint of madness. Please don’t make me do this! Please have mercy!

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Saturday I awoke to the smell of coffee and a feeling of disorientation. It took my sluggish brain a moment to remember where I was and what had happened the night before. As I looked around I saw a tray with a steaming cup of coffee and some breakfast sitting on the nightstand. I sat up and grabbed the coffee, feeling the slight discomfort a woman feels after being fucked hard.
The lock clicked on the door and I turned to look just as my lover Jason entered the room. I still couldn’t believe he had arranged this weekend for me.

“Hey beautiful. How are you feeling?” he asked as he walked toward me.

“Great,” I answered. I inhaled the aroma of the hot java. “What happens now?”

“After your done your breakfast we put on the blindfold and go take a shower.”

A shower sounded good so I began to eat my breakfast. Jason just sat there watching me with a lustful gleam in his eye. When I was done he whipped out the black silk blindfold covering my eyes once more. Jason then led me down a hallway until we entered what I thought was a very large bathroom. I waited a moment as I heard Jason undressing and then he led me under a stream of hot water. until then I had thought we were alone but suddenly two pairs of hands began to soap me up. The hands glided over my wet soapy skin all the way from my head to my toes. Special attention was paid to my tits and my pussy of course.

This cleansing of my body had the desired effect of making my blood heat and desire begin to swirl through my veins. Abruptly I was pulled from the shower to feel more hands begin to dry me off, rubbing extra hard between my thighs making my knees week. So far everyone had been silent making me jump when at last rize escort someone spoke.

“Come slave,” a voice commanded. “It’s time for your punishment”

I was pulled back down the hall and into the room I’d been in the night before. All the way there my mind scrambled trying to figure out what I was being punished for. Hands guided me over to the edge of a couch as someone sat down. He grabbed me pulling me over his lap so my ass stuck in the air. I could feel his hard cock thrust against my pussy.

“You’ve been a very bad girl Emily. Are you ready to take your punishment now?” a deep voice asked.

“Yes Master,” I replied.

“Don’t call me master,” he demanded. “Today I’m going to be your Daddy. Your my special little girl.”

This was weird but I played along since those were the rules. “I’m sorry Daddy. I won’t be bad anymore.”

He began to stroke my ass cheeks as he answered me. “I saw you last night. You enjoyed getting fucked, drinking cum, you even let them shove a hard dick up your ass while someone filled your pussy. Your daddy’s going to have to punish you for that.”

I felt the stinging blow on my backside which was still tender from the spanking of the night before. My juice was dripping out of my cunt and lubing his dick causing me to slide over it with the blow.

“I’m sorry daddy,” I wailed but he didn’t stop. He kept raining blows on my ass pausing each time to allow me to feel the full effect of each slap.

“Daddy’s girl’s a whore.” he whispered. He began to probe between my legs feeling for my juice. He wasn’t disappointed. His fingers began to rub my clit even as he slapped my cheeks with his free hand. “You sakarya escort dirty little slut. You like to let men play with your cunt.”

I was now bucking on his lap as my crisis drew near but suddenly he stopped. I couldn’t stand it and began whimpering, wanting what he could give me.

“What’s daddy going to do with his little girl?” he asked. “You’ve been very bad and now your about to cum all over me.”

“Let me suck your cock,” I begged him.

“What you want to suck your daddy’s dick,” he almost sounded surprised. “You are a little whore aren’t you, Daddy’s little whore. Ok you can swallow my dick you bad girl.” He then pushed me off his lap and onto the floor between his legs. Grabbing the back of my hair he guided my hungry mouth to his rod.

I could taste the precum oozing out of his prick. I ran my tongue along the head making his cock jump as if to dive into my mouth. He was of average size but a nice mouthful so I swallowed him down to his balls. I immediately went wild flicking my tongue over the pulsating vein along the shaft. Jason never lasts long when I suck him this way so I knew this man wouldn’t either.

“Stop,” he cried yanking my head off him by the hair. “Daddy doesn’t want to cum until he’s buried up his baby’s pussy.”

He grabbed me under the arms and lifted me up to straddle his lap. I was so hot and horny now that I decided to really play his game. I began to squirm as if I was trying to get away but all it really did was to brush my rock hard nipples against his hairy chest and rub my ass over his erection.

“No daddy,” I cried out. “You can’t fuck your baby’s tight hole with that big hard thing. Why samsun escort do you want to shove that up inside me and hurt me daddy.”

“Daddy’s going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” he growled. His mouth descended on one of my pointed nipples and began to suck hard. His hands went to my waist and lifted me up. He slowly began to lower me over the tip of his cock. I was done with playing the reluctant daughter. I just wanted to get fucked so I sat down causing his pole to slam into my wet cunt.

“Daddy’s slut feels so good,” he mumbled as his mouth sought my other nipple that was bobbing in front of his face. His hand went to my clit and began to squeeze. I was once again close to orgasm and began rocking back and forth.

“Fuck me,” he yelled squeezing harder on my aching clit. Just as I was about to climax he began pulling on my clit as if to lift me up and down with just that small bundle of nerves. I was so close that I began to ride him hard. I was rising and falling so fast that we were both bouncing on the couch.

“Come for daddy,” he screamed as he exploded inside me.

“Ahhh……” I could feel my cum gush out of me, spraying all over him. As I sat there I felt my pussy clutch his cock milking every last drop of jism he had.

Before I could even catch my breath I was being pulled off his semi-erect meat and thrown to the floor. The next man pulled me to my knees and quickly slammed into my dripping snatch. He grabbed a breast in each hand pulling my nipples and pumping into me at a fast pace. Suddenly a cock was shoved into my mouth and driven straight into my throat. It only took seconds of being pushed and pulled between the two to set off my second orgasm of the night. The men shot off right after me and as soon as they pulled out two more took their place.

I don’t remember how many men took turns bouncing my body between them but when I was finally returned to my room for a nap I fell straight to sleep.

To Be Continued…

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