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I work as a Night Dispatcher for a small Trucking Company, Not a bad job, The office is all mine for the nights, and it’s usually pretty boring. I brought a small TV/VCR combo to keep up on News or watch a Tape, even porn now and then. Around 2 AM last Sunday Morning, one of our female drivers pulled in pitching a fit about her truck.

“It’s a piece of Shit, the clutch is gone, half the lights don’t work, I got a Fucking Ticket on the way back here!” She was ranting, “If YOU don’t get me another Fucking Truck, I Fucking Quit!”

Hmmm, I thought, So much for lady like behavior, Jeez, even the men around here don’t talk that rough most the time.

I had to smile at her, she was so mad, her chest was heaving as she spit out those words, ranting and raving.

“Do you kiss your Children with that mouth?”

That seemed to calm her down a bit as a smile crept to her face.

“I’m sorry Dale, I know it’s not your fault, you can only give the truck they tell you too. But that ticket is going to cost me the money I was taking my kids to the Water Park this weekend with. They are going to be so disappointed when I tell them!” she frowned.

“I’m sure sorry Lacey I’ll talk to Mr. Mackey and see if he will help with the ticket since it’s not really your fault.” I shrugged.

“Would you? That would be so nice!” Her eyes light up as she answered back.

Her chest had stopped heaving to my great disappointment, She does have a nice set of hangers on her and the 2 top buttons she had open didn’t hurt either. It was really quite nice seeing the insides of her milky white breasts. Lacey, isn’t what I would consider your average female trucker, around 5 feet 8 inches tall, probably a 38-24-36, thick long blonde hair, and most defiantly the finest ass I’ve ever seen on a trucker. She is quite sexy and in her fury she really got me hot, her eyes dancing with daggers as she shot out her fury. Damn, her full red lips and pearly whites could melt an iceberg when she smiled.

I asked her how many kids she has and what her husband thought about her working nights and as a trucker, just making small talk while I tried to find another truck on the computer.

“Two little girls, one is 6 and the other is 4. Good money, free days to spend with my girls, That’s why I drive a truck. And they love staying with my mom and dad at nights, so it works out great! You mind if I watch some TV while you look?”

I flipped her the remote, still looking for a truck. She turned the TV on, and hit the VCR button by mistake. As soon as heard it I nearly shit, Son of a BITCH!!!! I had left the Porn tape in it!!!

I looked up and saw her blushing as she tried to find the off button, her face was as red as the tail light on her truck, uh, the one that worked. It would be a fucking S&M tape too. Damn, I thought, it’s bad enough being a pervert, without getting caught being one.

“What is that?” she asked, “I’ve never seen that stuff before!”

I reached for the remote. She held it away from me her eyes glued to the TV screen, as the man on the tape was spanking the girl on it.

“WOW, her ass is really red, do you think that stuff is real?” she questioned, keeping her eyes on it.

All I could say was “It looks real to me!”

Thinking FUCK, I’m in deep shit now, I can lose my job over this, Well, just Fuck Me! I looked at Lacey and saw her lick her lips as she kept watching it, and squirm on the chair a bit.

“Damn, I’m sorry Lacey, I forgot that was in there, I was bored, and surely wasn’t expecting you here tonight!”

Her smile was contagious as she said, “This is sure enough different, and I never thought they had these tapes for real!”

I squirmed a bit and said “Yeah, my brother loaned it to me!”

Hell, I had to TRY canlı bahis şirketleri to pass the guilt off, I liked Lacey and really didn’t want her to think I was a sicko or some shit, even if I am.

“Look at her squirm when he hits her with that whip, she acts like she likes it!” Lacey told me softly, her voice quivering a little as she did.

“Some people do like that, Not everyone could take that kind of abuse and walk afterwards, but your right, she does seem to like it. It’s actually kind of sexy seeing her ass turn red as he spanks her! She must be a bad girl.” I laughed, then, with an evil gleam in my eyes asked her, “Are you a Bad girl Lacey?”

She looked at me and said with a smile, “Sometimes! I didn’t have two girls being good!”

We both had a good laugh at that. I was feeling a little better, thinking that maybe I wouldn’t lose my job after all. I looked at her breasts again, noticing her breath was coming a little harder as she never took her eyes off the TV. I went back to looking for a truck for her and when I looked back a few minutes later I saw her hand was on her lap, rubbing the Crotch of her tight jeans unconsciously. I got an immediate erection. This is just fucking great! Now I can’t get over to the printer to get the form for her other truck without he seeing it. Shit!

I stayed seated and watch the tape with her since I was stuck, I couldn’t decide which was the better show, the tape or her. Her, defiantly Her! I couldn’t help but stare at her hand as she began to rub herself a little harder. Then she noticed what she was doing, she glanced at me to see if I had seen it, Her face turning beet red when she saw where my eyes were. Her hand jumped away like a 220-volt electrical outlet had shocked her. I smiled at her, knowing her embarrassment was worse than mine at getting caught with the tape to begin with. She gulped as she tried to explain she wasn’t doing what I thought she was!

“Oh No, it must just be feminine itching!” I said with a knowing look! I had her now,

“Soooooo, you ARE a bad girl aren’t you! Don’t try to tell me you don’t like that! Hell, we are only human. Uh, you want me to turn the tape off?”

Knowing she had been caught and I wasn’t stupid, she just grinned and told me “NO!” in a husky voice “I want to see the rest of it!”

“Wait a minute.”

And I moved the TV to another desk so we could sit more comfortable on the office couch to watch. I went and bought us a Coke and sat down next to her and turned it back on. We talked about the things that were happening on the tape, I asked if she had ever done that stuff.

“NO WAY!” she said.

“Ever want too?” I smiled.

Her eyes had a gleam in them as she answered, “Not until Now!”

And she turned and kissed me, Shit I was just joking with her, a little harmless flirting, I thought!

Kind of like the man who fucked his wife and she ended up pregnant, he said, “Hell, I was only poking fun, and she took it serious!”

I could only kiss her back, running my hand inside her shirt feeling those beautiful Tits, Not at all bad for having 2 kids, extremely firm with hard nipples. I went for her neck, smelling her sweet perfume it was intoxicating as I nibbled on her ear. It didn’t take a lot to get her ready since she was already there. Her hand on my dick, rubbing it firmly, telling me it had been so long since she had been with a man. I thought she was married and asked her.

“I never said I was married, I just said I had 2 girls!” She grinned.

We hurriedly undressed our lust in high gear. She has the most beautiful body I thought as I saw her nude, Her tits, firm and slightly hanging, and her hips just made for having babies or holding onto which ever came first! And her pussy, Son of a Bitch, she had canlı kaçak iddaa her blonde hair trimmed short and neat, exposing her pouting pussy lips the head of her clit trying to take a peek at the world. I had to have it.

I dropped my head and kissed her pussy, the aroma of it making me drunk with lust. I bit her puffy pussy lightly as she trembled, then sucked that pretty clit into my mouth using my lips to pull it out of its hiding place. She ran her hands though my hair as she fell back she breath coming in gasps, her back arched and her hips thrashing. This girl was HOT! She suddenly wrapped her long legs around my head, forcing my face deeper as she cried out in her sudden orgasm.

Damn she tastes so good, I don’t ever want to stop eating her, I thought to myself, my hard cock pulsing as the blood pumped in it, I had to have her on me. I kissed my way up her sexy belly, so flat and firm, for the 2 kids that had lived in it. She was so passionate as she pulled me to her as I entered her I stopped and held still for a moment just to enjoy the feeling of her, So soft and warm and she smelled so good, I could lay here inside her forever. How some man hadn’t married her by now I would never know. She wiggled her hips as if to wake me up from my dream world and smiling at me saying

“Penny for your thoughts!”

Back to reality I answered

“You don’t want to know!” as I slid in her slick slit.

“Sure I do!”

I thought about it a second as she wrapped her legs around my waist her knees in the middle of my back her feet in the crack of my ass.

“Uh, did it really turn you on watching that S & M tape?”

Her eyes turned up to mine

“Yes, I’ve never seen anything like that, it did look interesting, if it wasn’t too bad and I could stop it if I wanted.”

Hell Yeah, I thought this was turning out to be a good night for me, instead of watching porn then heading to the restroom to jack off later, here I was fucking this gorgeous woman, and her practically asking me to spank her sweet ass!

“What did you like the best?”

She looked down away from me, “The things he said to her, how he talked to her, I liked that!”

“We can try it if you want to Lacey!” I said with hope in my voice. I had never done it either but it did excite me thinking about it!

“OK, if you promise to stop if I ask!” she meekly said.

I pulled out of her, already missing the feeling as soon as I did. I told her to get on my lap laying across me with my hard on between her legs squeezing it between them, her wet slit caressing me shaft as she humped it against her clit.

“Now Lacey, this is going to hurt me worse than it hurts you, but with your bad behavior today I feel there is nothing else I can do but spank you!” and I slapped her as with a resounding

“SMACK”

The sound filled the office. Her pretty ass jumped as she felt the first blow land. Uhhhh,

“SMACK”

Her legs squeezed tighter.

“SMACK”

Ohhhhh, her hips bucked as I continued smacking her pink ass cheeks, feeling her getting wetter with each “SMACK”

I could see her legs shake as she came humping my pussy juice covered dick.

“I’m sorry, I won’t be bad anymore, I promise!” She cried out.

“SMACK”

“Really, I’ll be a good girl now!”

“SMACK”

She came again, I grabbed my cold coke can and set it on her pink ass, Aahhhhhh, Her legs loosened their grip on me, I rubbed her beautiful pink ass, admiring my “Handy” work seeing my finger prints on it. She turned around asking if I was done.

“For now, I want you to suck it now!”

As she got up then down to her knees and swallowed my throbbing member. “Mmmmmm” she murmured between her slurps almost in a hum, taking my shaft and canlı kaçak bahis jacking it against her mouth movements.

“Oh Shit, Lacey, Your mouth is so good, Oh Yes suck my cock, Ahhhhhhh! Now Lacey Suck it hard, NOW!!!!”

I couldn’t help myself as I began to spurt my load in her mouth holding her head down as my own orgasm crested, her sucking it deep, moaning as she did. I shot my last bit in her mouth then pulled her up to me kissing her sweep lips tasting my sperm in her mouth sucking her tongue deeper in mine. As we both regained our composure.

She then crawled up and sat in my lap facing me with her hips open sliding her wet cunt on my sticky dick, kissing my face all over as she told me how hot that got her. I had to agree it was one of the sexiest sights I had ever seen or done also. My cock never got soft, which surprised me since I had just had such a hard orgasm. And she lifted her hips and stuck it inside her tight pussy, rubbing her mound against mine making contact on her clit. I let her do the honors as she began to move her sweet ass harder on me. Squeezing her inner muscles as she pulled upwards.

“GOOD LORD!” I moaned, “I’ve never felt that before Lacey, Don’t stop doing whatever it is you doing!” and she didn’t.

We continued, lost to the rest of the world as her warmth surrounded me totally. I put her nipple in my mouth nibbling her softly as she rocked on me slowly, pulling her hips up towards my belly as she made love to me. I reached around behind her and slapped her ass.

“Fuck Me you nasty bitch!”

She gasped and squeezed her pussy tightly.

“SMACK”

I did it again her movements becoming faster and more aggressive as I slapped her ass again. She was really enjoying this, and so was I. I slapped each ass cheek evenly one slap on each cheek.

“I told you to FUCK ME You NASTY BITCH!” one for one, her breathing becoming faster and heavier as I did. She was dripping her wetness on me soaking the couch beneath us. I didn’t care, it wasn’t my couch and I wouldn’t have even if it were, she felt so fantastic. I slapped both of her cheeks at the same time, and she cried out

“Oh Yes, Now Dale NOW!”

And pumped her ass, my orgasm building in my balls as I cried out

“That’s right Lacey, you know you’ve been bad That’s why I have to punish you!”

“SMACK”

Her eyes clenched shut her mouth twisted as she came violently, raising her hips, to where her pussy was at the end of my throbbing cocks head then slamming it down as I pushed against her as my own orgasm started! Filling her with my spunk, her inner muscles again clutching my shaft, as she completed her Orgasm.

We were both trembling from exhaustion as we lay there, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Me, I just drank in her beauty, as I held her tight. She looked at me telling me.

“My, that was certainly different, Damn my ass is tender now, How can I drive a Truck now?” with a smile in her eyes.

We dressed since it was nearing 4 AM now and I really didn’t want either of us to get caught with our pants down so to speak! I gave her the form for the other truck a few minutes later, and she started to leave.

“Hey, Lacey, I was wondering! If I could take you and the girls to the Water Park this weekend?”

She got a look on her face that I couldn’t read, as if she was thinking about it. Then said, “I think that would be really sweet of you Dale! Thank You!”

She opened the door and I had to say, “Wear a Pink Suit, to match your ass!” As she went outside laughing!

Authors Note:

This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. It was only written for, You the Reader, and my own enjoyment only! I do NOT believe in, or participate in Incest, Violence towards Women OR the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not! If you enjoyed this story, please drop me an email with any suggestions or fantasies you would like to read about. Yes, I am a warped individual, but at least I still have my sense of humor! 😉 Thanks, mustanger7up

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Natalie sat on the floor of her bedroom painting her toenails a deep candy apple red. She had been dating Jim for a few weeks now. Before meeting him, she had no idea that men would be attracted to her feet. As Natalie finished painting her toes, she took a few minutes to admire her feet. She had always liked her feet and enjoyed making them look attractive. This idea that some men were sexually attracted to her feet was easy to understand. She brought her right foot into her lap and stroked her sole with her fingertips. She had always taken great care of her feet and body. So it stood to reason that her feet would be extremely soft.

Natalie eyed her closet thinking of what to wear that day. On the floor of her closet she had a large collection of shoes for her size seven and a half feet. Natalie reached up and selected a short khaki skirt and a pink tee shirt to wear that day. She stood up in front of a full length mirror and looked at her body. Her long blonde hair was pulled up behind her head. She turned sideways to look at her butt which she always thought was too big for her petite frame. At 5’5″ tall and 125 pounds, Natalie’s ass was ANYTHING but too big!

Being in college was a lot of fun, but it also required that Natalie give up a few weekends of going out. This was just such a weekend. Natalie stepped into her skirt and wiggled it up and over her hips. Pulling her pink tee over her head and finally making the all important shoe selection. She wanted to show off her fresh polish job, so she selected a pair of black flip flops with a stacked sole. Sliding her young feet into her shoes and grabbing her book bag, Natalie was ready to go do some studying.

She climbed into her sporty little silver car and headed for Barnes & Noble to study. For a Sunday afternoon, the place was pretty dead. Natalie walked to the back and found four overstuffed chairs sitting facing each other with a large table between them. Dropping her book bag Natalie got settled in for a long reading session. As she always did, Natalie kicked her shoes off without thinking anything about it. She was sitting deep in the chair with her now bare feet resting on the side of the table.

As Natalie sat reading, Carl wheeled his large pick-up truck into the parking lot. Carl, now in his late fifties, took every chance he could to observe young girl’s bare feet. Living in a college town, this was pretty easy to do. Barnes & Noble had always proved to be a great hunting ground for fresh young feet. Carl wasn’t shy about his fetish, but he also knew that the was way too old for these young girls and was happy to just sit and watch their feet. After checking his balding head in the rearview mirror, Carl decided it was time to go “hunting for some fresh feet”.

Carl ordered a large coffee from the Starbucks and began to stroll around the shelves of books. Sadly he noted to himself that the place was pretty empty at the time. Combing each row Carl searched for a good foot show. Walking, slipping his coffee, Carl suddenly found himself at the back of the store looking directly at this sweet young girl with her bare feet on the edge of the table. She hadn’t noticed him at all and he loved it. Carl found a place to hide so he could observe Natalie’s feet.

He tried to think of the last time he saw such a perfect pair of feet in his life! The skin on this girl’s legs and feet was SO creamy looking. Her toes had his favorite color on them and she wasn’t hiding them at all! He watched as she shifted in her seat. Natalie extended her legs straight out in front of her. She had them placed together at the ankle and flexed her feet around a bit. Carl watched with trembling hands as Natalie would spread her toes, then point them. Natalie’s foot show continued for a good while. Carl couldn’t look at anything else, nothing else even existed except for Natalie and her amazing feet. To make matters worst Natalie’s mouth was working on a large “blow-pop” sucker as she read. Carl was in a position to notice that she had a small mouth and it was really stretching to accommodate the dark red sucker.

Carl counted himself lucky. Not only were Natalie’s cute feet in plain view, but he could also watch her slowly work that sucker in and out of her mouth. Natalie had nice full, soft looking lips. Carl watched with a painful erection as Natalie’s lips slowly slid back and forth over the sucker. She even made a point to stick her tongue out ever so slightly güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri to drag the blow pop down the tip of her tongue. It seemed that Natalie’s mind was somewhere else as she worked on that blow-pop. Carl wondered what lucky bastard was able to take control over that mouth and those feet!

It was now time for a closer inspection of Natalie’s feet. Carl wondered over and sat down in the chair directly to her left. Natalie looked up from her book and they exchanged polite glances. As she continued to read she got the feeling that she was being watched. Carl sat there with a book open in his lap, pretending to read it. Natalie, looking out of the corner of her eye finally got confirmation that she was in fact being watched. The funny thing was that he wasn’t trying to look up her skirt as she would have expected. In fact it seemed that he kept looking at her feet. Natalie thought that she must be imagining it and didn’t move her feet from the table.

Then she remembered a conversation she had with Jim a week or so ago. He was asking her if any other guys had ever paid attention to her feet. Natalie told him no, except for the one time one of her guys friends sucked her toes after a long night of drinking. Jim had tried to explain that there were a lot of men out there who would love to see her feet. He also explained that the majority of them were very shy about their fetish and if she was going to catch them looking, she’d have to really pay attention.

Carl continued to stare at Natalie’s feet on the table. A million ideas were running around in his head about her. Carl’s foot fetish ran from just smelling and licking feet all the way to bondage, tickling, and foot torture. If it had to do with feet, Carl loved it! He started off just looking at her soft soles and thinking of how good they must smell after a long day in sneakers. Carl also imagined Natalie flat on her back with her legs in the air. He was making love to her as she moaned and screamed his name. He thought of her naked body laid out in front of him. He could almost see her facial expressions as he thrusted deep inside of her. Her cute face contorting with each stroke. That would be heaven for him, especially if she was naked except wearing Keds without socks. He would raise her shoe-clad feet to his face before he came inside her. Jerking her sweaty sneakers off he would bury his face in her moist soles and inhale deeply as he flooded her with his cum. Carl’s erection was about to split his pants as he snapped back into reality.

Without either of them speaking a word Natalie knew this older man was definitely looking at her feet. She could also tell by the look on his face that he was extremely turned on by her feet. That was the same expression Jim had while he was playing with her feet. Natalie’s feelings about this older man were mixed. On one hand she was a little creeped out that this complete stranger was getting off looking at her feet. The other idea she had was what a great story she was going to be able to tell Jim about tonight! With a nervous stomach, Natalie decided to continue the foot show.

Natalie’s next position was to put both feet flat on the floor and then cross her right foot over her left knee. Normally she wouldn’t leave her foot up on her knee like that because anybody sitting in front of her would have a clear panty shot. Since the seat in front of her was empty, Natalie left her right foot on her knee. The sole of her right foot was facing directly at Carl’s face. Natalie knew that she needed to do more so she began to slowly rotate her foot around at the ankle. After several minutes of doing this she again pointed her foot, then flexed and spread her toes for this older man. Over the next thirty minutes Natalie changed into a variety of positions. She wanted to see which position attracted the most attention from this guy. Natalie decided to turn sideways in the chair and drape her legs over the arm of the chair facing Carl. She knew that this offered him a close up view of her soles. Natalie looked at Carl and said, “If my feet bother you, please let me know and I’ll move them.” Carl was so shocked that she spoke to him about her feet that all he could do was stammer and nod.

“What an IDIOT I am!” he thought to himself. He also knew that he had been sitting there for over an hour getting the most amazing foot show EVER! It wasn’t going to be long before he either had to güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri leave or run into the restroom to masturbate! This girl was making it too easy for him. He noticed that her head was behind a large book in her lap. She couldn’t even see his face which allowed him to look directly at her soles. Resting only about three feet away he was able to really inspect them. She had a medium arch and a very narrow heel. Her toes were aligned perfectly and it looked as if she had never gone barefoot outside a day in her life.

Natalie laid the book down over her chest and closed her eyes to rest for a second. Carl loved the kidnap and tickle torture fantasy. Of course he would never act on it but, it was still very erotic to think about. He knew Natalie would be any foot tickler’s dream girl. Young and innocent looking with a petite body and perfect feet. He could only imagine what her laughter would sound like. Not to mention how erotic it would be to hear her BEG and PLEAD with him to stop torturing her feet.

Carl watched Natalie taking a little nap and had his second fantasy about her. He imagined he worked there and was the only person closing that night. Somehow everybody had overlooked this sleeping beauty and they were now alone in the store. He imagined finding her in that exact position. He would creep up slowly behind her with a pink ball gag in hand. Grabbing her quickly with his strong arms he would force her to open up and accept the gag in her mouth. Pinning her in the chair he would secure the straps behind her head and get to work making sure she couldn’t escape.

Carl saw himself turning her back to a normal position in the chair. Natalie’s wrists would be bound together over her head and her arms pulled back to expose those smooth armpits. Of course her narrow ankles would be bound together as well and stretched back out on the table. He would have Natalie so well secured that escape would be impossible. He loved thinking of her small mouth stretched to the limit to accommodate the pink ball gag. Maybe even a little drool escaping from the sides of her sweet mouth.

It was easy to imagine the look of fear in her eyes as her mind raced about her fate. He would of removed the ball gag and told her to scream all she wanted. In his fantasy he would have had a large variety of tickle devices handy to torture this poor girl’s feet. The first device was his favorite to use, that device being his mouth! How wonderful it must be to be able to lick the soles of her helpless feet. Feeling every wrinkle and line in her soles as he slowly slid his tongue up and down her 21 year old feet. He knew that would tickle the crap out of her! If it didn’t he could always chew on the balls of her feet lightly with his teeth. That was a sure-fire way to make Natalie scream and laugh.

He loved watching her sleep and thinking of her body bound helpless but still struggling against the ropes used to secure her. “God, how fun would it be to tickle her until she passes out from laughing only to revive her by licking and sucking her feet again.” he thought to himself. If he were to capture such a young lady he’d torture her all night long! Poor Natalie’s face all flushed red with hot tears streaming down her creamy cheeks.

Carl’s other favorite fantasy was foot torture. He imagined escorting Natalie to a dungeon he had made. He would ask her to kneel on a large wooden bench. Once in position Natalie’s hands would be handcuffed and a rope run between the handcuff’s chain. Attached to the ceiling would be a large eye bolt which the run could be run through. This would allow him to really make her arms stretch up by pulling on the rope. Once her hands were secured he would kneel down and remove her sneakers and her white cotton ankle socks. In fact he thought, she’d look much better stripped naked and kneeling like that. Natalie’s wrists were handcuffed and stretched far above her head. Her narrow ankles were tied with rope too. Just to secure her extra tight he would have tied ropes around her knees too.

In his fantasy she would have to be whipped for having such pretty and sweet smelling feet. Also, in his head, Natalie would WANT to be whipped and would fully understand his reasons for doing so. Selecting his favorite “cat o’ nine” he would begin to whip her feet. He didn’t want to damage her, just hard enough to make her face wince. “SMACK” was the sound of the leather güvenilir bahis şirketleri making contact with her soft soles. Natalie’s eyes closed tightly and her feet scrunched by curling her toes. He loved hearing her “yelps” as he whipped her soles and bare ass. Natalie’s constant whimpering made Carl pick up one of her sweaty cotton socks and stuff it deep in her mouth. A piece of duct tape was used across her mouth. He liked knowing that she was forced to both smell and taste her OWN feet!

That fantasy was so hot that when Carl snapped back to reality he knew he had to go release the pressure. He started to get up, but the sight of Natalie sleeping was too good to miss. He laughed as her mouth had slowly opened even further. She was dead to the world! Almost two hours had passed since he had sat down. This girl had been sleeping for a pretty good while. Carl wanted so badly to lean over and smell her young soles. He knew if he was caught that it would be ugly, so he decided against it. He knew he had to smell and taste those feet!

Looking down Carl noticed Natalie’s sandals laying on the floor. He reached out with his foot and brought them over closer. Looking around he saw that they were really alone in that spot. Carl’s heart raced and his whole body shook as he reached down and picked her sandals. Again looking around he saw the coast was clear and he snatched her sandals up and ran to the bathroom. Locking himself in a stall Carl looked at his prize. “What the hell am I doing!?” he thought to himself. He just knew she was going wake up, notice her missing shoes and call security. He put her shoes down and slowly opened the bathroom door. He could see her sitting out there, still dead to the world. The knew if he was going to actually do this in real life, he’d have to be quick about it.

One hand cradled both of her sandals as the other released his cock. He looked down at himself and knew he had never seen it so hard before in his life! He studied Natalie’s sandals, especially the insole. He could make out her dark little toe impressions in them! He raised them to his face and smelled the toe area. The scent wasn’t very strong, but there was one. It smelled a little like a shoe closet mixed with the fresh smell of her salty foot sweat. He licked the toe areas of her sandals as well as the entire insole. His tongue picked up little pieces of dirt and lots of old sweat.

Images flashed through his mind like he was watching a pornographic movie starring he and Natalie. One second she was bound on her knees as he pounded her from behind, the next second he was holding her head steady as she sucked him deep in her mouth. Whatever the image was Carl could always see her feet in them. Whether they were on either side of his head or whether her soles were all scrunched up as he thrusted in her doggie style. Carl masturbated his cock faster and faster until his hand was almost a blur. Raising one of Natalie’s sandals to his face he started to lick the insoles with long, broad strokes of his tongue. The other one of Natalie’s sandals was supporting his cock as he slid it up and down the length of her sole.

Carl felt the cum welling up inside of him and he held both sandals out in front of him as if Natalie was lying on her back pointing her toes under his cock. Before he knew it cum erupted from deep inside him and shot out in thick ropes of cum all over her sandals. Panting, he looked down to see his cum dripping off her shoes. “Damn, I have to get this cleaned up now!” he said franticly wiping them clean.

Carl returned happily to find Natalie still sleeping soundly. He put her damp sandals back, just as he had found them. A few minutes later Natalie awoke and looked around with her big eyes still full of sleep. She noticed that the older man who had been watching her feet looked as if he had just run a marathon! Looking at her watch Natalie turned and slid her naked feet back into her sandals. She instantly knew that something had happened, but she couldn’t imagine what. Natalie got up and said goodnight to Carl as she walked out of the store. Getting inside her silver sports car Natalie removed one sandal and brought her bare foot up to her nose for a smell. “What is that smell?” she wondered. She knew she had smelled it many times before. She drove home wondering why her feet smelled like sex.

Carl wobbled out of the store a few minutes later and saw Natalie driving away. “Hey, I’ve seen that car before!” he thought to himself. Then it hit him, Natalie lived in his apartment complex! Carl smiled as the thought of the possibility of having her feet for real. Who knows what his next move is. If anybody is interested, let me know and we’ll see what happens to sweet Natalie and her soft, ticklish feet!

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Crotching Tiger , Ridden Dragon Ch. 03

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“Beep beep beep beep beep.” The alarm clock rang out loudly. “Click.” His hand pressed the off button then it fell sagging to the side of the bed. The covers stirred as his feet moved back and forth beneath them. He rolled over onto his back and stretched out his arm and felt the empty place beside him. Raising his head to see that it was empty, he wiped his sleepy eyes.

“Good morning sleepy head.” Little Dragon said while coming to his side of the bed with a mug of steaming coffee. She sat it down on the nightstand and curled a leg under her as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She was wearing his shirt that was two times to big for her.

Her long red and wavy hair hung to her side. She put an arm over him and leaned in and kissed his forehead. “The waking Tiger growls?” She said smiling.

“Oh, I slept hard last night.” He replied while wiping his face then reached his arms out wide stretching. His bare muscular chest bulged outward with his arms tightening and fist clinched from his waking motions. Yawning as he brought his hands to his side.

“Tiger was hard last night alright.” She said with a giggle and grin.

Little Dragon eyed his tightened abb’s and stomach and playfully pulled the sheet from him slowly. The sheet inched its way down his body and over his rippled muscular stomach. Tiger’s eye’s widened but he didn’t stop her. The sheet raised slightly as it began to expose his limp cock that lay to one side. She continued to pull the sheet down further over his muscular thighs and down his legs.

“Frisky Little Dragon?” Tiger asked while he put his arms behind his head and laced his fingers.

“Always frisky for a Tiger’s tail.” She replied as she leaned down and sucked at his nipple. Her lips folded around the darkened nub. Then licking circles around it as it grew taught. She kept her tongues toying play while she looked up at him and smiled. Tiger’s arms still behind his head, he settled into the pillows more.

“Little Dragon is a nympho, huh?” He said snickering. “Ah.” He yelled as she bit his nipple then licked it to ease the sting. She raised up just a bit and licked her lips. He brought his arms from behind his head quickly, but then laid them on the bed beside him.

“You like your Dragon frisky, don’t you?” She went back to sucking on his hardened nipple then trailed her tongue downwards.

“Tiger loves his frisky Dragon.” He put his hands back behind his head and locked his fingers again. His eyes watched her every move as she went down farther across his stomach. Her tongue traced over his muscles and continued towards his crotch.

She runs her slim fingers along his rising cock, lightly following its shape from base to head then back down again. Little Dragon kissed his cock’s head as she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked it while it grew more and more.

“Tongue of the Dragon is mesmerizing.” Tiger said while sinking into the pillows more. His right hand came to the back of her head while the other remained behind him. He stroked her hair sensually while she rolled her moist tongue along his ridged shaft. Her fingers pulled slightly at his hardened muscle.

“I’ve got a Tiger by the Tail.” She said just before she opened her mouth and sucked his cock in fully. His moans were light and pleasing to Little Dragons ears, encouragement. She began pulling back with tight lips then opening her mouth and taking him in again. His cock was fully erect and standing at attention to the attention it was getting.

“Dragon’s tongue is a dangerous weapon.” Tiger said with a raspy voice and closing eyes. He arched his back and pressed her head onto him tightly. She engulfed his cock fully and held there before pulling her mouth from him. Then licking her tongue across his cock’s head. Tugging lightly at it in long slow strides.

“You know what the Dragon wants?” She asked smiling.

Tiger opened his eyes and looked at her. “Crotching Tiger and Ridden Dragon?”

“I want to Ride the Tiger.” She said playfully as she raised up and took his shirt off of her. Her hands raised above her as she slipped it off. Her perky tits poked through her long red hair. She swung a leg over him and sat at his crotch. Her hands fell to his chest as she settled over his cock. Rubbing her pussy along his hard stiff dick.

“Dragon cast’s her spell.” Tiger said while gripping her waist and pulling and pushing her over his cock. He pushed his hips upwards pressing into her. Little Dragon began swaying over him faster while grinding into him more. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit several times before grasping his cock and fixing it upwards allowing her to slide onto it. Her wetness allowed him to push into her deeply and quickly.

“Oh, fuck me Tiger.” She squealed out as she began bouncing on his stiff cock. Her fingers dug into his chest as she swayed her hips in a rise and fall motion. Tilting her head forward and looking into his eye’s wildly as she sucked on her lower lip. Riding his cock faster and faster, he took her ass cheeks in both hands and gripped tightly holding illegal bahis her on to him. She flung her head to the side swinging her hair behind her while she went up and down.

Her perky breast’s bounced with her strides as she vigorously thrust herself on him grinding. “Uh…uh…uh.” She sounded out while her juices flowed in abundance. Tiger gripped her hips tightly and pumped her faster as she slowed her pace and fell into him. Her hair covered them both while Tiger feverishly fucked her faster. She lay atop of him still as he pumped her deeply and madly. His ecstasy came in waves deep within her.

Little Dragon raised up slightly and kissed Tiger as his last waves of cum filled her. She pulled her head back as he loosened his grip and his tightened muscles began to relax. He smiled as his body went limp from exertion.

“Tigers got Dragon breath.” She said laughing as she sprang up sitting on him then swung her leg around and got to her feet. She pranced off to the bathroom naked while Tiger lay there motionless watching her disappear around the corner.

He heard the shower’s water before he sat up and took his coffee in hand and sipped at it. “Damn I love that women.” He said as he drank from his cup again.

_ _ _

Tiger was driving when he decided to turn on his radio, reaching down and turning the knob for a favorable song. “We are the champions,” rang out and he left it there smiling as his memories filled his mind while his eye’s scanned the road.

Pulling into an alleyway he remembered his promise to Little Dragon to be careful and that he’d meet her at the Dojo in about an hour. If he weren’t there, she would send out the Calvary.

The gang of thugs lined the back alley with glares and scowls. Tiger recalled his days of growing up in back streets just like this back in Korea. His eyes searched for his objective before he finally came to a stop and put the Mini-van in park.

He spotted Little Tommy sitting on the trunk of a nice bright green low rider. Tiger got out and adjusted his slacks and leather jacket shutting the door then setting the locks with his key chain controls. Walking with steady pace and cat like strides to Tommy who was surrounded by youths with red bandanas around their heads.

“What’cha want man, some rock?” A rather large young man asked leaned against the car.

“Nah, he looks like a pig to me.” Another blurted. “Looks like a fucking cop, man.” Tiger never said a word as he slowed his pace and headed straight for little Tommy.

“Hey man, I’m talking to you chink.” The rather large young man yelled.

“I don’t want any trouble guy’s, I just want to talk to Tommy.” Tiger said humble. All eye’s turn to the youth wearing a football insignia jacket.

“You know this Jap, man.” The obvious leader blurted at Tommy.

“Yeah, I know him.” Little Tommy said in a low tone. “What do you want Mr. T?” Tommy asked with a nod of his head.

“Can I talk to you?” Tiger asked looking the young man in the eyes kindly.

“Yeah, you can talk to him but its gonna cost ya.” The rather large man said laughing. The band of young men around the car snickered. “Yeah man it’s gonna cost you.” Another said braving his words with the gang around him.

“Ok, how much?” Tiger said as he reached for his wallet. All eye’s fell to Tigers hands and wallet as he opened it and pulled out two twenties. Then extended his hand out with the money to the obvious leader.

The rather large young man took the money laughing then looked around him as Tiger put his wallet up.

“Ok Tommy lets go.” Tiger said lightly. Tommy slid from the trunk and began to step forward when the large leader put his hand out to stop him. Turned and looked at one of his fellow gang members on the opposite side of the car and nodded in a signal jest.

“I said you can talk to him, didn’t say he could go any where old timer.” The man snarled and stood up towering above Tiger closely.

“This is America, He’s free to go where he wants.” Tiger said shifting his weight to his back leg.

“It’s ok Snake, I’ll go with him.” Little Tommy said in a pleading tone.

“You ain’t going no where till I tell you to.” The rather large man snarled. Looking back and forth from Tiger to Tommy then to his fellow members that were surrounding behind Tiger now. “Now let me see that wallet you got.” The rather large young man spat.

“I gave you all the money I had.” Tiger said looking around at the situation that was developing fast.

“Well I don’t believe you old man. I think you might have a credit card in there china man. And we take credit cards, don’t we guy’s?” The man said laughing. Chuckles came from the band of men that were around Tiger. “Yeah.” “Sure do.” “Uh huh.”

“Well I can’t give you access to my credit card freely.” Tiger said with a serious tone. Looking at Tommy who was scared stiff obviously. Then back to the man they were calling Snake.

“Well we’ll just have to take it then.” The man reached for Tiger in the middle of speaking. Tiger took the mans arm pulling illegal bahis siteleri it and spinning swiftly, slinging the man into the small crowd. Then reached and handed Little Tommy his keys and grabbed his jacket and slung him away from the car. Turning back to the approaching group and took one man by the arm and spun him so that he was before him as a few swinging fist landed upon their own member. Tiger pushed the man hard into the oncoming gang and half of them fell to the ground.

“Get in the van.” Tiger yelled at Tommy. Little Tommy scrambled to his feet and jetted to the mini-van. A man was in full swing with a baseball bat when Tiger intercepted it stepping into the man and twisting bringing the man to the ground as he released the wooden bat.

Tiger stood poised as men were getting to their feet and another ran at him with a pipe and swung. Tiger blocked the pipes swing with the bat in a clash and gripped the pipe and twisted it bringing the man in a circle and landing on the ground. Tiger went to step away as he heard a “click,” and something small press to the back of his head.

Tiger looked at the mini-van and saw that Tommy was sitting in the passenger seat with wide eye’s and open mouth. Tiger raised his hands slowly, “Ok, you got me.” He said as he fell straight down with lightening speed and his hands raised straight up gripping the mans hands and gun. Spinning his body that spun the man off to the side. Tiger stood there with the pistol in hand and the gang scattered. They all ran as fast as their feet would carry them. The few on the ground still scrambled to their feet and took off too.

Tiger walked to the mini-van looking around at the vacant alleyway and shook his head from side to side. He let out a powerful sigh and opened the door and got in. Tommy was shaking like a leaf.

“I’m sorry Mr. T, but they said if I didn’t hang out with them then I was against them and…”

“I know Tommy. I know how it works.” Tiger said as he drove off. They didn’t say to much on the short drive to the Dojo. Tommy mostly was apologizing for his actions. Tiger just sat there in thought, mostly.

When they pulled up to the Dojo, Little Dragon came to the large front glass window and smiled. Touching the glass and looking at Tiger with a small smile. Tiger smiled back and waved then gave a thumbs up. Tommy went to get out of the mini-van; Tiger reached and took his arm, stopping him.

“I talked to your mother last night Tommy.”

Tommy sat back with the; here it comes look, on his face. “And?” Tommy spat with a rebellious tone.

“And…She’s going to your Grandmothers for a week. And…Your going to stay with Dee and I for awhile till all this blow’s over.” Tiger said.

“Alright.” Tommy lit up smiling looking at Tiger with refreshed brow. “Way cool.”

“And…One more thing.” Tiger said with a mischievous grin. Tommy looked at him with anticipation anxiously. “Don’t mention what happen awhile ago to Dee. She’s red blooded American and gets excited easily.” Tiger said smiling.

“Oh you’re kidding Mr. T. that was awesome, you went through those guys like a hot knife through butter.” Tommy said excited.

“No. I didn’t. I defended myself and my friend.” Tiger said with a smile at Tommy. Tommy’s smile was wide at his words.

“Can I ask you a question Mr. T?” Tommy asked.

“Sure.”

“How come you never hit those guy’s or give them a good karate kick. You just spun them around and around.” Tommy asked inquisitively.

“Tommy, their just a bunch of young men with a lot of time on their hands, like you. Trying to act tough to ensure their safety. Band together for security in an uncertain world. They still represent danger, but only to those unprepared in this aggressive universe.” Tiger said humbling.

“Huh?” Tommy looked at Tiger seemingly confused.

“Come on Dee’s waiting.” Tiger said smiling.

The two got out of the mini-van and walked into the Dojo. Little Dragon met Tommy at the door and handed him a new Gi and pointed to the dressing room as she eyed Tiger. Tommy went darting off when Little Dragon yelled, “Stop. Come here.”

Tommy turned around with a curious look on his face and walked back to Little Dragon. “Yeah?” Tommy spatted.

“First off, it’s yes ma’am. With respect, or I’ll turn you over my knee and earn that respect. Got it?” Little Dragon asked sternly.

“Yeah, I mean yes ma’am.”

“Second, no shoes in the Dojo.” Dragon pointed at Tiger who was already taking his shoes off smiling at Dragons introductory speech. “We work out bare footed. Shoes trap and pick up pebbles and slivers of glass and other things that might get on the dojo floor and that wouldn’t be to good now would it?’

“No ma’am.” Tommy answered as he was removing his shoes quickly then placing them with the others.

“And third. Put your right hand as a fist.” Little Dragon showing him her fist and Tommy did the same. “This is the Strength of the Tiger.” Tommy looking with enthusiasm. “Take the left hand open. This is the Wisdom of the Dragon.” canlı bahis siteleri Little Dragon watching him open his hand. “Now lay your left hand over the fist as so.” Showing Tommy how to wrap his left hand around his right. “Right knuckles to left hands palm. Good.” She said seeing that Tommy was imitating her.

“Now look at the Dojo and the Flags, bow with respect and admiration.” Little Dragon bowed low with her hands before her as she had shown him. Tommy did the same. “Now do this every time you come in or go out of this Dojo. Ok?” She asked.

“Yes ma’am.” Tommy said with a huge smile.

“Ok, now go get dressed for class.” Little Dragon said as Tommy took off to the back. “Jason, want to show Tommy how to tie his belt and Gi?’ She asked.

“Yes ma’am.” One of the half-dozen students that were there on the mat’s stretching jumped up and ran to the back with Tommy.

Little Dragon turned to Tiger. Eyeing him closely, “Have any trouble?” She asked with a tilted head and watchful eye.

“No ma’am.” Tiger said with a huge grin on his face.

“I bet.” Dragon said with a disbelief look. “You better get dressed you have a class to teach.”

“Yes ma’am.” Tiger said smiling as he clashed his right fist into his left palm, in the Way of Tao. Strength of the Tiger and Wisdom of the Dragon. He bowed low and slow with much respect then headed to the back to change.

_ _ _

Their faces flush red and breathing hard, panting. The class of 8 were all moaning and tired. Tiger stood at the mirrored wall waiting for a moment catching his own breath. Parents were coming in the front door as class was ending.

“Chariat.” Tiger yelled loudly and the class all stood at attention. Little Dragon was in front left, senior student. Most of the students were teens, with the exception of two gentlemen in the back with local law enforcement. All were gaining their composure when he barked. “Anjo.” The class all sat on the floor crossing their legs.

Tommy was the last student and just followed along with what everybody else was doing. Tiger smiled at him nodding his approval and Tommy smiled back. They all settled into a meditating silence.

“Breathe deeply, close your eyes.” Tiger said to the class that already had their eyes closed except Tommy who took the hint and closed his eyes. “Breathe deeply and relax.” Tiger said loudly. This was their cool down period. Allowing the body to cool off before releasing them into the evening air.

“Once upon a time, there once was a shaolin priest named Da Mo.” Tiger began his ending speech, that usual contained some sort of wisdom tale.

“Who ventured out from his temple in search of enlightenment, to carry back to his fellow priests to share learning’s from the world. He was traveling one night when it was raining and getting dark. He was wet, cold and tired as he found his way along in the dark. He came to a cave. Well the gods must be smiling on me he thought as he made his way into this cave out of the rain. His feet stepped, making crunching sounds as he made his way deep into this cave. Thinking it must be wood or twigs blown into the entrance because not to much farther in his feet felt soft straw that he balled up and laid down on in this pitch black damp cave. He fell asleep from his weary travel thinking that the gods have taken care of him this evening and gave him shelter.”

Some of the kids had opened their eyes and Tiger would shoot them a look and they would close them again.

“In the middle of the night Da Mo woke up thirsty and listened as he heard water dripping so he felt his way over to the sound and felt what he thought was a goblet of liquid.” Tiger stopped as a hand was raised. “Yes Jason?”

“What’s a goblet?” Jason asked.

“A goblet is a large round usually metal, drinking cup.” Tiger said smiling. Then continued.

“The water was dripping into some cup like container, that he quickly smelled and tasted and quenched his thirst. The gods have truly blessed me this night he thought as he went back to sleep. The next morning he awoke. The cave was dimly lit but he could see that the crunching sounds he heard was bones he had stepped across, and the straw was hair of long dead and left.”

“Ewe.” Some of the kids sounded out.

“The container of water. The goblet, was a skull that he had drank from.” Tiger had to pause as sounds rang out from the class.

“Yuck.” “Ewe.” “Gross.” They all made their comments.

“Ok, settle down. Quiet and breath deeply.” Tiger calmed them back down, then began again. “

“Well Da Mo got a little ill and very upset but he went back to his temple enlightened, from a lesson he learned. Know what that lesson was?” Tiger asked.

“Yeah, don’t drink from a skull.” One kid yelled out. “Don’t go into a cave at night? There might be a bear in there.” Another shouted.

“No.” Tiger replied snickering. “Enemies of the mind.” Tiger said as he heard the confusion from the class. Then he finished.

“Every thing was a blessing to Da Mo’s body till his mind had told him that it was not. The mind rejected its blessings once the mind knew what was given to him to comfort him and his body. His needs were met but the mind rejected them.” Tiger smiled as most had their eyes open and looking at him with confused looks on their faces.

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Bike Night/Bike Night the Next Day

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Bike Night

Being Bi is not something you let be known when you are a male biker hanging out with guys that party with the Outlaws and other one-percenter clubs. But, Bi I am and have been for my whole life, so I’ve learned when and where to let the secret out.

The club I was riding with at that time would do all of the usual poker runs as well as the weekly Friday night dinner rides; and the dinner rides usually were the most fun for me, just because it got me out of the house and hanging with my friends for an evening.

This one particular evening, we ended up at one of the local Chinese restaurants for dinner and we had a great time, as usual, just hanging out, eating and gabbing.

During the course of the evening, I had noticed that there were a couple of the busboys that I found to be very attractive as I was sneaking looks their way. There was one busboy in particular that I felt was so sexy that I got a hard-on from looking at him. He was about 5 feet tall, a little shorter than me, slender with features that were almost, but not quite, feminine.

I had noticed him looking our way (at me?) a lot over the course of the evening. By now, my erection was enough of a problem that I had to excuse myself from the group and went to the bathroom to try to get my bulge to deflate enough to not be a noticeable problem.

Once out of sight of everyone, I went down the corridor toward the bathroom when I ran, almost literally, into my sexy busboy.

He immediately excused himself for almost running me down and I noticed that his gaze lingered on me afterwards. I decided then and there to just come right out and talk to him and see if he was as interested in me as I was in him.

“Listen. I saw you looking at us over there and I was wondering if maybe you might want to go riding with me after you get off work?” Okay, it was lame, but I really wasn’t used to picking up guys.

“I was looking at you, but I don’t have motorcycle.”

“I do.” I said.

He looked into my eyes and said, “You asking me what I think you asking me?”

“I am asking if you want to go on a date with me after you get off work. Tonight.”

“Your friends know this about you?”

“No. And I would prefer that it stayed that way if you get what I mean.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, you understand or yes, you will go out with me?”

“I go out with you. Tonight. I also understand.”

“Good. What time do you get off?”

“Soon. Eleven.”

“Good. What’s your name? Mine is Chris.”

“I am Lu.”

“I’ll be waiting outside when you get done, Lu.”

I went back to the table and finished dinner while he went about finishing his work.

As the night drew to a close, the club was all leaving in small groups, singles and pairs until my riding buddy, Nick and I were the last ones there.

Nick said “I’m heading out to the Strip. Wanna come?”

“Naw. Just gonna finish my dessert and head home, I think.” I lied.

“Okay. Just don’t forget about tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll be there. If the weather holds, it will be a target rich environment”

“Damn straight. I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”

“Later, man.”

With that, he headed out the door.

I finished eating in silence, checking out all of the waiters, waitresses and, of course, Lu. When I finished, I paid my bill and went outside and waited. Right on time, Lu came out from work. He looked at the bike as he walked out and started to get a look on his face that made me think that he was getting second thoughts about our impromptu date.

“You’re not changing your mind, are you?”

“No. I just never ride on motorcycle before.”

I grinned at that and said, “Don’t worry. Just do what I tell you and you’ll be fine. Besides, I never crash with passengers aboard.”

He looked at me and said, “First time for everything.”

I smiled at that and said “Not tonight, though. So where would you like me to take you?”

“I not so smart about what is here to do. Maybe you choose?”

“Okay. I know a place that we can go to start with.”

I gave him the dos and don’ts about riding with me and we mounted up and rode off. I did know the perfect place and so we went to a place called The Copa. It was a big gay/lesbian, bisexual, crossdresser and transgender canlı bahis hangout with a lot of music, four bars and a big dance floor. He was quite impressed by the place.

We parked the bike and went in, got something to drink and sat down in one of the outside bar areas to talk for a bit. I found out that he had only been in the country for a couple of years and had just moved to the area a few months earlier.

After a bit of talking and a couple of drinks, I asked if he liked to dance and he said that he wasn’t very good at it, but was willing to try it. I told him that I was pretty awful, but was willing to try as well. As we got up to the dance floor, the music changed to something slow. We looked at each other, I shrugged, took his hand and we went out to dance.

He wrapped his arms around me and melted into me while we danced. After a couple of minutes he looked up at me with eyes that were gentle and submissive, so I kissed him.

We danced and kissed till the song started to speed up again and I walked him off the floor and said, “let’s go back to your place.”

He agreed and we went to his place. It was a nice little studio semi-attached to his landlord’s house. We went in and he offered me a soda, which I took, and he sat down next to me on his bed.

Without a word, he began pulling my shirt off, kissing me everywhere that my skin became exposed. After my shirt was off, he got onto the floor and took my boots and socks off, kissing and licking my feet very gently. That was a new experience for me. Then he began working my pants off of me, kissing my legs as he undressed me.

As suddenly as he had begun, he stopped and undressed himself.

It dawned on me, as he stood there, naked, staring at my now rigid cock, how feminine in build and manner he was. Maybe that was the attraction that I felt, but it didn’t really matter to me. He had me hot and ready and I wanted to play with him as badly as he wanted to play with me.

His cock wasn’t quite as big as mine, but it was of a good enough size that I liked it.

“Come here, Lu.”

He lay down next to me and began kissing me again, kissing and licking his way down to my nipples, licking and sucking each nipple in turn before working his way to my hard cock, which he licked around, sucking my balls gently into his mouth before licking my cock like a popsicle; up and down the length, gently nibbling the shaft then swallowing my cock whole down his throat.

I turned us so that I could get my lips around his cock and began sucking him with more zeal than I have had with any of my male lovers before or since. We sucked each other like that for a while until I felt like I was going to cum. I knew that he was close as well from the way he was moaning on my cock. I began to cum in his mouth, moaning on his cock the whole time as he swallowed my load. Then I felt him moaning harder on my cock as his cock swelled and he shot his load into my throat. I swallowed it all, reveling in the taste of his cum and sucking him dry.

He pulled off of me and turned around to curl up next to me, holding my now soft cock in his hands, kissing my chest, nipples and neck. A few minutes of this and I was hard again, so he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed some lube.

He put some on his hand and continued stroking my cock. With his other hand he squirted some lube into his ass and then he put the lube on the nightstand and knelt over my cock, aiming it at his ass. God he was tight.

Slowly, he slid down on my cock, letting it fill him up, saying all the time how big I was. He stayed very still while his ass adjusted to me and then, after a minute, he sat upright and began pumping his tight little ass up and down on me. I reached up and played with his nipples and his cock, which was getting hard again.

I couldn’t take it any more, so I rolled us over so that he was on his back, with his legs in the air and I began to really fuck him. He wrapped his legs around me and was fucking me back, rubbing his cock between us and moaning something in Thai that I didn’t understand.

I felt my cock swell and began to come as I felt his cock pulse and shoot between us. I rolled us over again so that he was on top again and he just laid there, his legs on either side of me, laying on me with his head on my chest.

“I bahis siteleri never had American man before. You very good.” he whispered.

“Thank you. I’ve never had a Thai man before. You are very enthusiastic.”

“You nice to me and I wanted to have good time with you.”

“Well, we definitely had that”

“I clean up now. Stay here”

With that, he kissed me like we had been lovers for years, got off of me and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and then he came out with a bowl and a washcloth. He cleaned me up and then cleaned himself up before returning the cloth and bowl to the bathroom and coming back to the bed.

I started to get up to get dressed and he said “You not stay?”

“I thought….”

“No. You stay tonight.” He said and looked at me with sad, gentle eyes. How could I say no? So I lay back down, he crawled into bed with me and curled up on me and we went to sleep.

In the morning we woke up, had round three, showered, said good by as I went off to meet my buddy, Nick.

When I met up with Nick, he mentioned that he saw my bike over at The Copa the night before and he saw who was with me. I asked him how he would have seen something like that and he said that it was because he had been there himself when I arrived.

“Oh really?” I said, noticing a growing bulge in his pants.

“Yeah. Why don’t we go to my place and talk about it?”

“Okay. I guess we can hunt poon anytime.”

So we went back to his place. When we got there he got us something to drink and we sat down on the sofa. I started things off.

“So you saw me at The Copa with my little friend. What were you doing there”

“Just hangin out and checkin the scene. It was…… different.”

I moved closer to him. “And did you like what you saw there? The scene and all?” He was really buff and smooth.

I had fantasized about how his cock looked and felt a number of times and I felt that I was getting real close to finding out.

“The scene? Yeah; And all, too. I just never figured you would be there.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly something that we want to advertise, now. Is it? After all, we party with the Oh Ells and we don’t want them to know that they have any Bi guys riding and partying with them. We’d get our asses kicked. Maybe even killed and left out off The Alley somewhere.”

“That wouldn’t be good. We’ll just have to hang tight on this one if we wanna stay safe from that.”

“So what were you doin there? I mean, you have Sonya to come home to. All I got is an empty place.” I moved a little closer.

“Looking for an extra playmate. I saw what you were doing there. Or rather, who.”

“Well, I wasn’t doing him there.”

“Maybe, but then you were heading that way.”

“True. Are we heading that way now?” I said as I got even closer and put my glass on the table.

“If you want to.” He leaned a little closer to me.

“I wouldn’t turn you down if you wanted a little mutual fun”

I moved closer still.

“And if I didn’t?” he said in an almost whisper.

I whispered “Then I would respect that. You know that’s the way I am.”

I leaned in to him and our lips met. The kiss was electric. Passionate. I hadn’t ever had that kind of passion from any of my male lovers before or since. It was as if the energy that we were sharing was so powerful that it was almost too much to control.

We broke from the kiss and Nick said that we should go to the bedroom.

“What about Sonya?”

“She’s gone till later this afternoon. Shopping with her Mom.”

“Okay. Let’s get naked. I want that cock of yours.”

“Oh, you’ll get it all right. But I want to play with yours too.”

We got naked and started stroking each other’s cocks. I was stroking his cock and began sucking on his nipples; one after the other. He held my face to his chest as I sucked each nipple in turn, then I began working my way to his very suckable, cut cock.

I licked up and down the shaft, slowly since I wanted to enjoy this cock that I had fantasized about so often.

I licked his balls and around his hard shaft, then back down to his ass, while he grabbed my ass and played with my nipples with one hand and stroked my cock with the other as he licked it up and down it’s length.

After a few bahis şirketleri minutes of this, we were already in a 69 and so we just began bobbing on each other’s cocks. I was in heaven as we sucked each other closer and closer to orgasm.

As we got each other close to cumming, he stopped sucking me and got up.

“Come on. Let’s take this into the bedroom.”

So I got up and followed him into the bedroom and sat down on the bed, reclining back and looking at him, “Is this better?” I said.

“Almost. Get the rest of your clothes off.”

I did and so did Nick, then I lay down on the bed. He went over to the nightstand and got some lube out and began putting some on his cock. I looked at him stroking his dick and I licked my lips as he came over to me and put my legs in the air and began to lube up my ass.

Then he put his cock at the entrance of my asshole and began sliding into me. Damn he felt good. I wrapped my legs around him and began pulling him deeper into me. Once he was all the way in and I was adjusted to his cock in me, he began fucking me hard and kissing me.

It wasn’t long before he started to cum in me and it was great. But he kept stroking in and out of me, rubbing his body against my cock till I started to cum, moaning into his mouth as I shot my load. And that’s when we heard Sonya.

“Don’t wear yourselves out yet, boys. Save some for me”

We both looked at her and I was in shock a little. I looked at her, then at Nick; he was smiling at me.

I said to Nick, “You knew about this?”

“Yeah, but It was worth it to see your face. Let’s wash up and then Sonya can join in.”

“Okay, but she has to help us get cleaned up.”

“Sure, but let me get naked before you boys get into the shower.”

She dropped her clothes and came over to us. “Let’s get wet.” She said.

The shower was a lot of fun; Taking turns scrubbing each other, rubbing all over each other, and drying off was just as much fun.

Afterward, we got back into bed, with Sonya this time, and Nick and I teamed up on her, licking her nipples and working our way down to her pussy, which was now soaking wet from all the attention that she was getting.

Nick was tongue-fucking her while I was licking her clit. Nick would pause every couple of minutes to lick her clit with me and that drove her crazy. Finally, we both focused on her clit together and that was all she could take.

Soon enough, she started screaming and cumming all over our mouths.

After she calmed down a bit, I rolled her over me in a sixty-nine as Nick got behind her to fuck her as I started licking her pussy again. From time to time, I would lick Nick’s balls as he slowly stroked her hot hole and every few strokes, he would pull out of her and slide his sweet cock into my mouth.

The feeling of getting attention at both ends was wonderful and I never wanted it to stop, but soon Nick started to Cum as he was fucking Sonya and he pulled out of her to give me the last drops of his cum.

I started cumming into Sonya’s mouth and after she swallowed a bit of my cum, she squeezed my cock to keep from spurting all over so that Nick could come around to finish swallowing the rest of my cum.

We all finished in a sexy 3-way kiss, sharing our cum between us. Well, that got Nick and I both hard again and Sonya suggested that we sandwich her, so I laid down on the bed and she got over me while Nick greased up his cock and her asshole. As I slid into her pussy, Nick slid into her ass and I could feel his cock inside of her as we both fucked her. Damn, she was tight.

I was the first to cum and Sonya started as I was finishing, but she didn’t get off of me. Instead, Nick pulled out of her and she raised my legs into the air and Nick slid a pillow under my hips. I knew what was coming up and I let out a low groan as Nick greased up my ass and then his cock again.

He slid his cock into my ass and I felt that warm, familiar feeling as my ass filled up with hot cock. Only this time, my cock was also encased in a hot pussy. As soon as he started stroking my asshole with his cock, mine got hard as a rock and Sonya started riding me for all she was worth.

I could feel my orgasm build as Nick and Sonya both started to cum again. But this time it was Nick’s orgasm; his hot sperm filling my ass that set me off.

Afterward, we all lay there catching our breath and we realized that it was almost dinner time. We all showered and then took off on a dinner ride. It was the end of a very good day for all of us.

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Vickie Bretz was a 51 year old widow that had been alone since her husband Tom tragically passed away two years prior. While she was still friends with their old friends, it was too painful seeing them all living their lives together. She had tried widow groups but they were all filled with old ladies that had given up on life and were happy to just watch life happen. She still wanted to live life and try new things. She had tried out groups for older single ladies but those ladies were cold and bitter because their husbands had left them for a younger model and they just bitched about that.

Tom had been a successful engineer and they had planned for the future. After the accident, Vickie was a rich woman and could live out the rest of her life without a concern. She couldn’t live extravagantly but she also didn’t have to give up anything that they had enjoyed doing together. She had thought about finding a job to occupy her day but couldn’t find anything that interested her. Instead, her mornings were spent working out and most afternoons she was working in her garden. She really enjoyed the house in the country that her and Tom had built. She could just work in her garden all day and just listen to the natural sounds. Other than Hazel, Bob, and the wild animals, she didn’t have any neighbors.

Friday morning Vickie was in the parking lot at her gym and getting everything to walk in when she looked in the rear view mirror and saw the bane of her existence, the adult novelty shop Crystal’s. It had opened a few months earlier and the thought of it turned her stomach. What sort of degenerate would go into a place like that? The only people that she saw leaving there were people slinking to their cars. If this wasn’t the nicest gym around she would go to another one.

As she was midway to the gym door I shouted “Victoria.” She preferred Vickie but I always called her by her given name. She stopped and looked towards the gym but didn’t see anyone and figured she must have been mistaken and went back to walking. I again shouted “Victoria”, and she finally turned her head and saw me walking up to her with a box under one arm and a pink Chrystal’s bag in the other hand. I couldn’t tell if she was embarrassed for herself or for me visiting such a place. What would her friends think if she admitted to knowing this miscreant? I was getting a kick out of it

“Friday. Hmmm, as I recall today is your cardio day? You never said what what the exact thing you do to get your heart rate up was? Do you do a treadmill, bike, or something else?”

“Yup, cardio. I used to do the treadmill but I tweaked my knee a month back and have been taking it easy on the stationary bikes. I’m shocked that you remembered. I mean I only said it in passing. What else do you know about me and my schedule?”

“I try my best to remember everything that a beautiful lady says. How do you think I got Hazel, my looks? I was punching above my weight class on that one. What kind of bike do you ride? 60 minutes right?”

Vickie was only half paying attention to what I was saying because she was trying to figure out what sort of box I had under my arm. With the stickers on the box the only thing that was visible were the letters “RNESS” When she realized that I had stopped talking she had to replay what was said and came back with “The upright bike and always 1 hour.”

“I prefer the recumbent, I’ve found that upright ones just hurts my taint. I think that I’m just getting old and fat and there is too much weight pushing down and general friction down there. I must say that you are looking as lovely as ever though. I wish I had half your discipline to stick with a routine to loose this spare tire and get some more stamina.”

Vickie was taken back by my candor and confidence. I was holding a pink bag that everyone could see and didn’t seem to care as I patted my stomach with the hand holding the bag. “Spare tire, what are you talking about? You have a better shape than more that half the guys in the gym.” With this she wanted to disappear. Did Bob think that she was checking him out? While she had noticed me, she was still hung up on Tom and didn’t think that she could ever be with another man. “While I enjoy these talks, I should probably get going and so should you.”

“You should come by tomorrow night for dinner. What time do you think that you will be free?”

“Sounds nice but why don’t you guys come over? I have been doing a ton of work in the yard and want to show it off.”

“Call Hazel tomorrow and figure everything out.” Vickie then stepped in for a parting hug and glanced inside the bag. In the bag was a tube of lube, two boxes with ‘BUTT PLUG’ on the top, and a tall purple box without any writing. As we each turned and went our own direction, I could see that Vickie was deep in thought. Did Hazel know I was getting these things? How could I not be embarrassed out there?

As soon as Vickie reached the door and she got her mind into her workout. As she got on the bike, bahis firmaları she set up the TV and set the routine for 60 and started pedaling.

After 5 minutes she had settled into her routine and the TV she had been watching died. She decided to continue and would just take a mental break. After a short while she started thinking about the earlier interaction. The confidence that Bob had, sure there is nothing wrong with sexual enjoyment but he was broadcasting what he was doing. Is Hazel as showy as he is? Do they both use plugs? What was in that purple box? Then his words started echoing in her ears. She kept hearing “taint” in Bob’s playful voice. She then started to picture both Hazel and Bob together. They made a lovely couple. While they were growing out of the young love birds that had moved into the house ten years ago, they seemed to be growing into nice middle aged couple that complimented each other beautifully. They had invited her over for every holiday after Tom’s passing and made her feel loved. Even coming over on that first Christmas morning in their pajamas to pass out presents to everyone. They especially spoiled her that day with presents. She could picture Hazel drag Bob under the mistletoe to get a quick kiss. And then Bob pulled her back to make it a real kiss. She wasn’t sure if Bob had seen her as he grabbed a handful of Hazel’s meaty ass during that kiss or the light graze that Hazel made on his penis.

As that image passed, she had a stirring vision of Hazel and Bob’s pool from the previous summer as she heard “stamina” and “friction” in Bob’s voice. She opened her eyes trying to clear the image that she didn’t want to relive. She was expecting that the workout was close to being over and that she would be covered in sweat because she could feel her shorts soaking wet but her skin was hardly showing any perspiration and the workout was barely halfway through. It was then that she felt burning in her sensitive skin from the seat. She decided to call the workout short and went home to take it easy.

The following morning, Vickie called Hazel and I overheard half of the conversation. “Hi Vickie, how are you?…I’m fine…Not much, just working around here…Bob didn’t say anything about seeing you yesterday, must have slipped his mind…No, you aren’t being pushy and you aren’t backing out of this…Dinner sounds great, we haven’t done one of these in a month…At your place so you can show off the garden, sounds great…So we will bring the garlic chicken and you’ll make some honey glazed carrots, fresh pasta, and a mixed green salad…Plus you have a bottle of red, sounds like the makings of a good night…See you at 5ish…Bye.”

As soon as Hazel hung up she yelled at me “You actually saw her yesterday, I figured you were pulling my leg. Where at?”

I just looked at her and raised one eyebrow.

“Oh my God. You actually bought that stuff yesterday? Tell me you didn’t have anything when you saw her?”

I again just looked at her a raised one eyebrow.

“Just kill me now. I am so embarrassed, I don’t think that I can look her in the eyes. I’m going to call and cancel.”

“You will do no such thing. She is in need of some company. Plus I could see her stealing glances to see what I had purchased. I think that she feels that I’m just a deviant and probably cheating on you since you are as pure as the driven snow. I could see her getting flush as we talked. Plus she was back home in less than half the time that she normally is for a work out…”

“How do you know how long her workouts are and why would she be getting flushed? She was probably nervous that someone would see you out there.”

“She has always been regimented, always sticking to a schedule. Plus I think that she is or was a ton more adventurous than she let’s on. You didn’t see the look she had when I grabbed your ass under the mistletoe? She looked lustful when compared to the look when you planted the kiss on my face. Let’s see how tonight plays out before we decide our path. O.K?”

“Fine, but don’t fuck this up. She is a sweet old lady.”

As 5:00 was quickly approaching, Vickie was trying to figure how to handle everything. Should she say something in front of both of them to be able to protect Hazel or should she try to Hazel aside and say something. She weighed the options and decided to say something when she got Hazel alone.

On the button, there was a knock at the door and in walked the two of us. Hazel in the lead wearing a light sun dress and me following in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt carrying a plate of delicious smelling chicken.

“Where to you want me to place the Chicken?”

“I’ve already got the table set on the porch just put it out there. Hazel can you come help me for a second?”

“Sure thing but the plate is hot, let me run this coaster out to place the plate on it.”

All night this played out, Vickie continued trying to talk to Hazel without me around but I wouldn’t separate long enough for kaçak iddaa this to happen.

After dinner was done, I realized that Vickie was just about wrapping up her third glass and was feeling it. I was still milking my first one. and Hazel had just poured her second glass. Vickie had just excused herself to get desert when I said “Have you seen her staring at your tits all night? Great call on the dress without a bra. I think that she is probably pretty lubricated from the wine, I’m going to get playful with you and we need to see how she reacts. If it’s playful then we take it up a notch if not then we play it cool. Deal?”

“Fine, but how will I know?”

“After yesterday, you will know.”

Out walked Vickie carrying an apple pie.

“Vickie, is that your famous apple pie? Did you make that for us, today?”

“I couldn’t get fresh apples, but I did buy it for us to enjoy.”

As she set it down I could see that she was losing stability from the wine and I offered to cut and serve the pie. As I was serving Hazel I “accidentally” dropped some on her exposed cleavage. I took my thumb and cleaned it off and said “I love me some good pie” We each saw Vickie staring at her tits as I did this and she licked her lips. I looked suggestively at Hazel and she agreed with me. I then offered Vickie a refill and as the bottle poured empty with barely a sip in her glass and said “Want me to get another bottle?” And disappeared into the house in search and hoped that Hazel would do her part.

No sooner did I reach the kitchen and I could faintly hear the conversation unfold.

“Hazel, I think that Bob is living a double life or something”

“What makes you say that, I mean I don’t think that he has ever strayed?”

“Well the stuff that I saw him with yesterday doesn’t seem to be your style.”

“Like what?”

“Well in his bag were two B-U-T-T P-L-U-G-S.” She took a breath and followed up with “A bottle of lube and I’m not sure what was in the other two boxes but I think one of them is a harness. I mean he must be hooking up with two ladies for those things.”

“He’s never seemed anything but the most faithful man I’ve ever known. He is too smitten with me to stray.”

With that I walked out with the open bottle of wine and could tell that Vickie was judging me but wouldn’t say a thing. Hazel called me over and said “Vickie thinks that you are cheating on me. I mean after the screwing that we did last night, I can’t imagine that you have any energy left for anyone else. Plus she said that you were carrying a harness, didn’t you say that you could only read R-N-E-S-S on the box, how would she know what was in the box?” With that she reached up into the right leg of my shorts and pulled up the leg expose the tip of my cock and started massaging it. “This thing is getting hard quickly, looks like I have some more energy to drain.”

This caused a “OOOOOO” to escape my mouth. After I came to my senses, I took the spaghetti straps off her shoulders of her sun dress and started playing with her nipples and said “Did you see her look when I cleaned your cleavage? I bet that she is half wet already.”

Vickie stammered “What are you doing? You can leave if you are going to do that?”

We could tell that she was faking her disdain. Hazel said “It’s normal to touch those you love, even if it is you that you love. It’s totally natural to do this.”

“Stop that right now and you two can just leave.”

I said “I wonder the last time that you touched yourself? Was it yesterday after you called your workout short by about half? Was that the last time you touched your pussy?”

“No I didn’t. I have never done that. I told you two to…”

“What about that time last summer?

Hazel snapped to attention and asked “What? What about last summer?”

“Vickie, you care to tell Hazel about what you thought of our show? No? Hazel, remember when we fucked in the pool last summer? Well after you orgasmed with your legs wrapped around me, I thought that I heard some branches breaking behind my shop and didn’t think that much of it. That was until you crawled out of the pool and I spread your ass and started rimming you. When I took a break to admire your slobber cover pucker, I saw our neighbor partially hiding behind a tree. It looked like one hand was down her shorts and the other one was massaging her breast. You didn’t think that it was odd when I stopped doing that after such a short amount of time and had you turn and I fucked you doggy with such long slow strokes?”

Hazel said “It never dawned on me about the shift, you know I love doggy. How long did she stay?”

“Ask Vickie, I didn’t want to look over and take my eyes off of your ass. You know I love the look of the ripples as I’m pounding you. Plus I didn’t want to look over there and scare her.” Hazel had never thought about anyone watching them fuck but was getting turned on by this. She pulled me down and we started making out. A stunned Vickie just sat kaçak bahis there frozen and embarrassed.

Hazel, with a sly smile asked “So how long did you watch?”

Vickie stammered with “I didn’t watch.” Her earlier attitude was gone from her voice.

Hazel could see the effect all of this was having and followed up with “Did you see where Bob came?” When Vickie looked down, Hazel knew that Vickie had seen it and followed up with “Did you see what happened after that?”

Vickie couldn’t take any more and said “But I couldn’t orgasm. It always feels like cheating on Tom. I haven’t been able to do it in over two years. I get close and see his face and miss him so much.” That somber statement took all the wind out of our sails. They knew that she was missing Tom but didn’t realize it was still that painful.

Hazel pulled up the straps and walked over to Vickie and gave her a hug. Vickie started to choke up but stopped herself like she had done so many times. Hazel said “Let it out. Stop bottling your emotions up. You need to let it out.” Hazel then started stroking Vickie’s hair. Vickie hadn’t felt this protected in a long time and finally let loose with all the sadness she was holding onto. After Vickie was cried out, she held onto Hazel just breathed.

I said “As much as it pains the us all, Tom isn’t coming back. You realize that while Tom didn’t want to think of you with someone else he didn’t want to see you spending the rest of your life unhappy?” I could tell that Vickie didn’t believe that we actually had this talk followed up with “While your husband was a gentleman he was still a dude. We never got overly graphic talking about our sex lives he told me that he thought your favorite position was reverse cowgirl. He knew this because if you were on the right side of the bed, he could look in the mirror by your bathroom and see you staring at your tits in the reflection of the mirror on the dresser. The orgasms that you had in this position seemed extra powerful.” Hazel turned to Vickie and laughed some which caused Vickie to get embarrassed. To put them on an equal footing I said “While Hazel doesn’t have a truly favorite position, the tell tale sign that she is having a serious orgasm is shaking her hand like she is riding a bronco in a rodeo.” Hazel was startled that I shared this personal moment and she shot a glance at me as Vickie was covering her mouth to hold in a laugh. Bob extending an olive branch to Hazel, “Is there anything that you want to share?”

“Like how I made you cum last night with that strap on?”

Vickie, “You used that on him? I thought only gay dudes were into butt play?”

Me, “Well I’m not gay and in the right position, it is an amazing orgasm. So you are telling us that you don’t have any sex toys? You have had cobwebs in your cooch for two years? We need to fix that?”

Vickie, “What tonight? We can’t go anywhere, we have been drinking.”

Me, “Yes we are doing it tonight. You two have been drinking, not me, which is what our plan was. We knew that we had to get you lubricated to go this far.”

Hazel acting innocent, “That was your plan, I’m as pure as the mouth full of cum that I spit into your mouth that time last summer.”

Vickie’s eye’s bugged out at that. We knew that she hadn’t seen the rest of the show.

Me, “Grab your stuff we are going. We are taking your car by the way.”

Vickie, “We can’t, people will see my car. That is so embarrassing.”

Hazel, “This won’t be your last time going to a sex shop. We will go as a group to take your cherry.”

When we got out of the car at the shop, it looked like Vickie was running to get out of the parking lot but Hazel wasn’t having any part of it and grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her in tight and walked shoulder to shoulder to the door.

As they reached the door, Vickie was waiting for one of us to open the door but we needed her to take this plunge and we refused. As she opened the door, she slinked in embarrassed. We we all walked in I grabbed her shoulders from the back and said “Look up. See all the couples in here. All this is totally normal. You come here when it is lonely people but the nights are totally different. This place is love. While it is kinky, it is people in loving relationships that want enjoyment.”

Vickie looked up and realized that I wasn’t wrong. There were couples walking around looking at stuff. People were proud of their experimentation. The place seemed happy and was well lit.

Me, “Yes some places are skeezy, but if you avoid the places that have the booths in the back, they are clean. Hazel, you want to walk her around to find something?”

Hazel, “Becky can you come here for a second.”

Vickie, “You know her name?”

Hazel, “We aren’t phone buddies but we come here to get new stuff. My friend here needs her first vibrator. Now let’s keep it simple but not too simple. Say over $50 and under $100. Let’s look for silicone and one with rechargeable batteries. Any other suggestions?”

Becky, “Any other things you are looking for or want to avoid? Any colors?”

Hazel, “Black, she wants a big black cock.” This caused Vickie to want to die on the spot. “Nah, nothing to add.”

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It was warm in the small office, and Emerald was regretting wearing the black wool instead of the linen jacket she normally wore to job interviews. She felt the first flush of sweat begin on the back of her neck, and as she turned her head to look at the clock on the wall to her right she knew if she was left sitting here much longer her interviewer would find nothing but a sodden pile of black wool when he or she finally came in. It was not the way she wanted to make a good first impression.

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She had awoken early, ready and eager to get through this interview. After her usual morning run, she spent a few extra minutes in the shower conditioning, shaving and exfoliating. She had always hated how women had to go through so much preparation just to look presentable, but this morning she took her time, running a soapy razor over her long legs, her armpits and pubis. Emerald remembered how her ex-husband used to make faces at himself in the mirror when he shaved, a bland expression around his eyes while he methodically removed the night’s stubble. Thinking of those faces, she smiled as she slid the skin tight between her thighs, giving the razor a flat plane to work on. He had been gone for just over a year now, and she was often amazed at how much she still loved him.

Running her fingers over her warm, soapy mound, she sought out any last strays as the razor did its work. Her sensitive fingertips found no trace of remaining hair and she turned to face the spray. The hot water sent roils of gooseflesh across her breasts and stomach as she rinsed and she noticed through the steam that her nipples had turned a deep rose color and were fully tight and erect. She stood with one slim foot on the side of the tub and cupped her heavy breasts in casino şirketleri her hands for a moment, pinching the swollen nipples as the water beat down against them. With a barely audible hiss escaping her lips, she felt her body begin to respond and, impulsively, she reached up to unhook the handheld shower attachment from its bracket.

Deftly adjusting the spray from normal to the massage setting, she ran the stinging spray over her full breasts for a long moment, letting her mind wander and momentarily forgetting about the interview that was in less than two hours. She leaned back against the clean white tile of the shower stall and trailed the shower attachment down past the soft curve of her stomach to her freshly shorn mound. Her right hand gave her nipple a final soft tweak before reaching down to tease open the lips of her pussy, giving access to the sharp, pulsing jets of water.

She gave herself over to the rising sensations the water was stirring inside of her, and closed her eyes while she focused the spray at her very center. No one knew her body’s secrets as well as she knew them, and she felt a delicious tightness spreading inside of her as her orgasm approached.

She realized she was going to climax inside of a minute and quickly rose to stir aching chords of encouragement, her fingers sliding into the slick warmth of her pussy, stretching the opening gently, like a lover.

Emerald stopped suddenly, her eyes flew open and the handheld shower attachment went limp in her hand. What was she doing? She had a job interview scheduled in less than two hours and she was in here jerking off like a boy scout at jamboree. Shouldn’t she be practicing her winning smile? Her positive ‘I love working within a team’ attitude? Gathering casino firmalari herself together she finished rinsing the conditioner from her hair and quickly turned the taps off. The shower died with a gurgle as she swept the shower curtain aside and stepped out into a bathroom completely filled with steam.

Embarrassed now, she shook off her momentary distraction and proceeded to roughly towel dry her skin and hair. Pulling her hair dryer from the bathroom closet she set forth to finish up the remainder of her preparations.

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Emerald shifted in her chair, her close-fitting wool skirt pricking the backs of her thighs as she continued to wait. She had lost her nervousness, and was now bordering on irritation at being left alone in the interviewer’s office for so long. She sighed and occupied herself by examining the interviewer’s desk. Boring, if she did say so herself. No signs of personality there, nope. No pictures of family, no outward signs of hobbies enjoyed off the clock. Nothing. A flat screen computer monitor, a keyboard and mouse, telephone, calculator and a battered pencil cup filled with cheap black pens and a large pair of scissors. Bored, her mind wandered to her solitary event of the morning, and she felt herself grow even warmer with embarrassment in the close room. She had been unable to completely shake off the unquenched arousal her earlier proclivities had awakened. With a sudden curious emotional mix of shame and brazen lust, she wondered if she had enough time to finish that act, now that she was where she needed to be.

She took quick stock of her surroundings. No cameras that she could see, and the door opened inward but away from her current seated position. She was hedging a bet with herself that güvenilir casino she would have about two whole seconds between the office door opening and her interviewer being in her line of sight. She hoped it would be enough time.

She set her portfolio and purse down on the desk in front of her and slid her legs apart slightly. Grabbing the scissors from the pencil cup on the desk, she pushed her skirt to her hips and then spread her legs wide. Scissors in hand, she quickly pinched the fabric of her pantyhose at the crotch and pulled it a few inches away from her body and snipped a hole in the thin silky fabric. Dropping the scissors back into the cup, she leaned back and slid the first two fingers of her right hand through the cut she just made. She was wearing no panties and her fingers penetrated her shaved slit easily and deeply. Leaning back, she started to pump them in and out, the slick wetness leftover from earlier now spreading across her thrusting fingers and rapidly threatening to soak into the wool of her skirt. Shocked at how she was behaving, it didn’t stop her from rapidly pounding her fingers in and out of her own soaked pussy and less than thirty seconds later her orgasm slammed into her and for a long, glorious moment she was paralyzed in the throes of her own lust, her pussy spasming fiercely as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, the muscles strung tight as she spent her pent-up lust.

She sighed softly as the orgasm finished playing out. The office door opened suddenly. She sat straight up and slid her skirt down in one smooth motion which only dried about half of the wetness from her fingertips. In walked a tall, broad-shouldered man in his late twenties wearing a well-cut dark grey business suit. His twinkling blue eyes were warm as they smiled down at her while she struggled to stand on legs that were suddenly shaky. He held out his hand toward her, open, for a handshake.

As his warm fingers enveloped her own, she wondered if he thought the wetness was just nerves.

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Chapter One: The Suite

Carol almost didn’t make the trip to Chicago. When her daughter’s softball team qualified for the prestigious tournament and she saw the dates, Carol knew her husband would be out of town and wouldn’t be able to go. Although all the other parents would be there, Carol dreaded the thought of being in the big city without him.

She was shy and naïve, uncomfortable outside the confines of her little rural community, and highly dependent on her husband. Just the thought of being alone in Chicago made her quiver. It took weeks of persuading by the close-knit set of parents to guarantee Carol that they would travel to and from the games together and that Carol never had to leave the luxurious downtown hotel they were staying at when her daughter wasn’t playing.

The kids would be fine. They were staying in another location outside of town and were chaperoned by trusted, volunteer parents. The other parents had chosen the downtown location for shopping and the sheer elegance of the place. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for some of them.

Carol eventually caved in and timidly said she would go.

If nothing else, she made a lot of the fathers happy. Carol was easily the cutest and sexiest mother in the group. She was average height and slim, but with exceptionally fine breasts and an ass that screamed to be held. Her face was framed by short, straight brown hair that made her look younger than the thirty six she really was. Her dark eyes and petite nose and mouth would not have looked out of place on one of the daughters. Carol was a brunette Barbie doll come to life.

Nobody was more surprised than Carol at what happened when they arrived in Chicago and began to settle into the hotel. She felt like she was on another planet, or in another dimension with absolutely nothing resembling what she was used to. It was a fantasy world and she found herself slowly wanting to explore more and more of it as the hours passed.

That first evening, she tagged along with a group of parents that explored Michigan Avenue and, later, took cabs to The House of Blues. Despite urgings from several she was with, Carol never made it onto the dance floor. But she came closer to accepting than she ever thought possible.

The next day involved the first set of softball games and another late dinner. It was well past ten o’clock when the group dispersed in the lobby and Carol waited for an elevator up to her room.

She was beginning to miss her husband’s constant companionship. For all her introverted tendencies, Carol needed a man around her more than most women. And if the fathers on the team knew of another of her characteristics, she wouldn’t be standing alone by the elevators: Carol loved sex, to the point of near addiction. She always told herself it was compensation for her shyness. In lieu of making male friends, she drove her husband to the edge of exhaustion with an insatiable sexual appetite.

Whatever it was, she was feeling it after a couple days away from home.

A man close to her own age joined her at the elevators and smiled. Carol bashfully returned the smile of the handsome stranger. When they entered the elevator, the man inserted his room key and punched the top floor, marked Suites.

“What floor?” he asked Carol.

“Uh, fifteen.”

She started to say something, then stopped. He looked at Carol as if to question her. She paused.

“I bet the suites are nice. My tiny, little room is nice, but…,” she said softly.

The man grinned. “Would you like to see one?”

Carol instantly replied, “Oh, no. I was just saying….”

“I’ll show you one. It won’t hurt.”

Carol shook her head but did not respond.

“C’mon,” he said, not quite pleading. “Just a quick walk-through. We won’t be alone. The company I’m with is having an annual meeting this week. Other people will be there.”

They had reached the fifteenth floor. The doors opened. Carol stood frozen in place, fumbling with her purse and key card. When the doors began to close, the man reached for the button to keep them open.

“Oh, OK. Just a peek inside,” Carol finally said.

“Great. You’ll enjoy it. By the way, my name’s Andy.”

“Hi. I’m Carol.”

Silently, they rode to the suites floor. Carol’s nerves were ready to snap by the time the door opened and Andy motioned for her to exit first.

“This way,” he said, leading them down the plush hallway.

Carol nearly changed her mind when she realized how informally she was dressed. She wore a simple polo shirt and black jeans that hugged her hips and legs. Surely she would be out of place in the suite full of businessmen if they were dressed anything like Andy with his sports coat, expensive shirt and perfectly pressed pants.

She managed to ask, “What does your company do, Andy?”

“Oil and gas. It’s a profitable field to be in,” he said, looking over at her with a wry grin. “Here we are.”

The moment he pulled his key card out and opened the door, Carol was convinced the entire trip was, mobilbahis güvenilir mi in fact, a dream. She stood at the entrance, looking into what appeared to her to be the inside of a mansion. Andy let her take it all in, and then closed the door behind them once she was finally in the suite.

In front of her was a massive living room, with lavish furniture, a stone fireplace, and ten foot windows looking out over the lake. Two or three men were in a corner, holding drinks. Their conversation ended the second they saw Carol and their unrelenting stares made her uneasy.

“Would you like a drink?” Andy asked her in a tone that almost forced her to reply positively.

“Sure. Whatever you recommend.”

“Follow me,” Andy said. “I’ll show you where the bar is and you can help yourself after that.”

“I won’t be staying,” Carol told him as they walked into the next room.

“Just in case.”

The dining room they entered was another immense space with a bar extending nearly the entire length of one wall, windows again from floor to ceiling, and a table that must have sat twenty. Two more men were at the bar as Andy and Carol walked up. She acknowledged their welcomes and accepted a glass of wine from Andy, who opened a beer for himself.

“How big IS this place?” Carol inquired.

Andy chuckled. “About sixteen hundred square feet. A small house.”

“My house,” Carol admitted. “Without the million dollar furniture.”

“Two bedrooms. Two and a half baths. A small home theater,” Andy said.

“Nothing in here is small.”

“Carol, this is Doug and Tony,” Andy said, directing her to the two middle-aged men next to her. “Gentlemen, this is Carol. She asked for a guided tour.”

“You offered a tour,” she quickly added. “Nice to meet you.”

“Glad you came,” Doug said. “How do you know Andy?”

“I don’t.”

Her straight-faced reply left the men momentarily speechless. Then Tony said, “Why doesn’t that surprise me.”

“You’ll give me a bad reputation,” Andy stated.

“You mean, add to it,” Tony responded.

“He wouldn’t let me out of the elevator and insisted he show off his room to me,” Carol told the men. “I figured it was a line, but fell for it anyway.”

“Works every time,” Andy said.

She was well beyond her comfort zone and asked Andy to show her the rest of the suite before she had to leave. She thought to herself that vocalizing that she had to leave would make it easier, but she also didn’t want the dream to end.

As they passed back through the living area, two young women had joined the men in that room and Carol felt somewhat better.

“What do you do for the company?” Carol asked Andy.

“Vice President for Exploration and Drilling.”

“Sounds important,” she said dryly.

“It’s a job.”

They entered the theater and Carol couldn’t withhold a ‘Wow.’ It was not in use and tiny ceiling lights barely illuminated the room, but the essence was still there.

“Very nice,” she said.

“The guys watch adult films in here until the boss kicks them out.”

Carol cringed. “I won’t sit down, then.”

Andy took her into the first bedroom they came to and she expressed her amazement again.

“Not like any hotel bedroom I’ve ever been in,” she admitted. “In fact, this is about the size of the entire room I get in a hotel.”

They did a quick reconnaissance of the remainder of the suite. At the end, as they reentered the living area, Carol asked, “Will I meet the boss?”

“If you stay long enough, I suppose you will,” Andy told her.

“Nice try. I can’t stay. I’ll finish your excellent wine and then I have to get back.”

“Back to your husband?” Andy inquired.

Carol looked him directly in the eyes and held the gaze.

“They guys were right,” was all she said.

He never flinched.

“You ARE married,” he said.

“He’s not here.”

“But you are. Why don’t you allow yourself to be entertained, Carol?”

She grinned. “You’re entertaining me. That’s enough for a simple country girl like me.”

He looked down at her empty wine glass. “Well, you can leave any time you want, simple country girl. But you’ll lay in bed thinking about what we’re doing in this suite. How about another glass of wine?”

She wanted to cuss at him. Or slap him. Or cuss at him, slap him, and walk out.

“I can help myself,” she said.

“You aren’t staying.”

“If I do, it won’t be because of you.”

She walked past him towards the bar, every nerve in her body twitching and her heart about ready to burst through her chest. Andy never took his eyes off her ass as it swayed across the room.

“She’s not with us, is she?” a voice behind him said.

“She will be soon,” Andy said to Bill, another Vice President. “And I predict she won’t regret it.”

Carol’s face was still blushing as she walked up to the bar and found the wine bottle Andy had poured from before. Just then, a hand reached around and took the bottle.

“May I?”

She mobilbahis turned and recognized Tony, who was already refilling her glass.

“Thank you, um, Tony, right?”

“Good memory,” he said. “Meeting new people is hard. I’m no good at it. Andy, on the other hand…, but, then, maybe that’s why he’s a VP.”

“And you?”

“A lowly director. A peon.”

Carol giggled for the first time that evening. “Somebody in my own class. I like that.”

She took Tony to be about forty five or fifty. He had a closely shaven beard and dark hair, reinforcing her impression that, aside from the name, he was of Italian descent. But unlike many of his countrymen, he was in good enough shape to be an athlete. She liked him.

“I hope you’ll stay a while,” Tony pleaded.

“Oh, I don’t know. Parties are not my thing.”

“It’s not technically a party,” Tony explained. “We just get this suite every year and hang out here.”

“And Andy’s in charge of the women?”

Tony laughed, but was shaking his head immediately. “We kid him. That’s not his job. I’m sure whatever happened was pure coincidence.”

“Yeah, right,” Carol joked. “Is he married?”

“Divorced.”

Carol nodded. “I can’t imagine why.”

Then she asked, “Who are the other women I saw?”

Tony smiled. “We’re not a totally sexist company. A director. The human resources gal. I’m not sure who else is here, or who else is coming.”

“Well, I feel very out of place. Like I don’t belong,” Carol admitted.

“Nah. Don’t. This is a good group of people. Stick around for a while, at least. The men will appreciate it, Carol.”

The red came back to her cheeks. “Thanks, I guess. You’re not convincing me you aren’t all pigs, though.”

Her smile eased Tony’s mind. “Just beware of Doug.”

“Thanks for the warning. I’ll avoid Doug at all costs.”

Andy entered the dining area and bar by himself.

“Speaking of pigs,” Tony quickly said.

“Quit talking about me,” Andy told him. “I’m being nice and rescuing Carol from you to get her to like me again.”

“And if I don’t need rescued?” she posed.

“Then I’ll just stay and bother you both.”

They talked for about fifteen minutes about the company, Carol’s daughter’s team, and life outside the city. She was feeling much more composed, and not just because of the wine. The sound of voices in the other rooms steadily increased and it seemed to Carol that a couple dozen people might now be present.

During a lull in the conversation, Tony said to Andy, “Have the movies started?”

“I think so,” Andy told him. “I saw some guys heading in there.”

“You’re all perverts,” added Carol.

“I thought they were showing The Wizard of Oz tonight?” Tony said.

Carol scoffed, “Yeah, except in this one Toto does Dorothy.”

“Just to prove to you how innocent we are, why don’t you let us take you in for a minute and watch,” Andy suggested.

Carol was instantly torn between two strong urges: She knew she didn’t belong in the theater and yet the idea of it excited her. It was like wanting to go into the boys’ locker room in high school.

She suspected that neither man had any expectations of her approving the suggestion. So when she said, ‘OK. Let’s go’, the look on their faces was priceless.

They left their drinks at the bar and Andy led the trio through the living area to the entrance of the theater. The door was closed. Andy opened it as silently as he could and Carol saw that the light emanating from the huge flat screen gave an eerie glow to the otherwise dark room. They entered quietly.

Andy motioned for them to stay in the back of the room along the wall, looking over the several rows of posh chairs, half of which had men in them. Only then did Carol focus on the movie. Two blondes, already topless, were combining their efforts to undress a muscular young man in what appeared to be an island beach cabin.

Every now and then a member of the small audience made a short comment that caused laughter among the men. In between, the room was hushed. Carol watched the women in the movie pull off the lucky man’s shorts and attack his exceedingly large cock with their mouths.

Carol noticed Tony looking over at her and she glanced back with a nervous grin. She didn’t want to be the prude in the crowd, nor did she expect to stay long. But Tony leaned over to Carol’s ear and whispered, “Look at Andy’s pants.”

After a pause to not make it look obvious, she shifted her eyes to the right and saw the same bulge in the front of Andy’s pants that Tony noticed. She felt her pulse quicken. She watched the women sucking on the raging hard on the man on the bed had and Carol’s pussy began to throb. She had to leave that room.

“Touch it, Carol,” Tony was whispering to her.

“No!” she mouthed back silently.

“You know you want to.”

Carol knew she did. Tony knew she did. She looked over again and the swelling had grown. She could nearly make out the outline of Andy’s erection.

‘God, mobilbahis giriş I want it, but…I can’t…not here…oh God…just one little stroke….’

Amid a myriad of whirling thoughts in her brain, Carol reached over with her right hand. It softly landed on his pants and her heart skipped a beat at the wonderful feel of it.

Andy looked at her, but it was as if nothing extraordinary had happened. He smiled a little—just a grin of acknowledgment—and Carol pressed harder. She let her palm slide up and down a few inches along the pants.

Then Tony was in her ear again: “Face him, Carol.”

She turned a little and Tony moved behind her. His body was against hers. His hands came around to her chest and lightly held the bottom of her breasts. Carol switched hands and rubbed Andy’s cock harder.

Tony pulled on Carol’s shirt and tugged it out of her jeans. She didn’t protest and his hands slid up her body, inside the shirt, to her tits. He whispered, “Unzip him. Take it out, Carol.”

She might have ended it right there but Tony’s hands were massaging her tits through her bra and her ultra-sensitive nipples began to stiffen. She felt the waves of pleasure clear down to her pussy. Carol pulled down Andy’s zipper, stroked his cock through his shorts for a second, and then brought it out.

Tony was unhooking her bra. With Carol almost totally entranced by the cock in her hand, he had no problem pushing her bra up and gaining access to both of her firm breasts.

The trio had escaped scrutiny so far, but that was about to change. One of the men watching the film happened to turn his head just enough to see the back of the room. It was clear, even in the shadows, what was happening. One by one the members of the audience were made aware.

Carol was now the show.

That’s when Tony lifted her shirt until it was stopped by Carol’s outstretched arm. With only a fleeting second thought, she let go of Andy’s cock and raised her arms. Tony pulled off her shirt and bra at the same time. A murmur of male voices flowed through the room.

Carol didn’t need instructions from Tony any longer. She crouched down and kissed Andy’s erection, which now rose out of his pants like a pole. She heard Andy and Tony exchange a few very short, muted words. Just as she was about to put the cock to her lips, Andy was gently lifting her to her feet.

Tony moved behind her again. Andy pulled her closer and kissed her. Tony’s hands started at her breasts, but quickly moved down over her stomach to the top of her jeans. He had them unbuttoned very rapidly and his hand was inside. Before Carol could end the kiss or object, even if she wanted to, Tony was rubbing her pussy.

The first moan came from her lips when he found her clit. Without delay, he pulled down the jeans to expose her panties. She and Andy kissed more passionately and Andy’s hands were all over her tits. Tony had her naked ahead of any opposition she might have, but Carol was beyond the point of attempting to stop anything they had planned.

She was too engrossed in what the three of them were doing to be concerned with the fact that every eye in the room was now on her and that two new visitors to the theater were now standing off to the side taking in the whole thing from a few feet away.

Carol bent over at the waist and licked Andy’s cock. She cupped the balls in her hand and ran her tongue repeatedly up and down the shaft before putting it between her lips. Then, with a swift lowering of her head, she had the entire thing in her mouth.

Behind her, Tony had pulled out his cock. He placed it on Carol’s ass and let it fall between her legs. She spread them voluntarily and Tony placed his cock at the entrance to her soaking wet pussy. He entered her slowly, taking all the pleasure he could from the fact she was extremely tight.

Soon, Carol was giving Andy the blowjob of his life while getting fucked from behind by a really cute, well-hung Italian. The sound of Tony’s body smacking into Carol’s ass merged with the sounds of sex coming from the unwatched porno. Every now and then a chuckle or snippet of a conversation could be heard, but for the most part the men watched silently.

Carol combined her hand with her mouth to work over Andy’s sizeable cock. Her husband rarely asked for such treatment, so the signs of Andy’s imminent climax were not evident to her. Not that it would have mattered. She was going to take it all in her mouth anyway.

Thus, when Andy’s groans indicated her was about to cum, Carol just kept on sucking and stroking him. His precum was her only other warning. Then the first blast of warm semen hit the back of her throat. Followed by another. And another.

She reached down and stroked her throbbing clit while swallowing as much of Andy’s cum as she could. A bit leaked onto her chin, but she was too close to cumming to worry about it.

Her initial moans were muffled by Andy’s cock, which was still leaking the last of his cum into her mouth. But when her orgasm started, everybody in the room knew it.

Tony pounded her harder and faster. He held onto her tits and pulled on the nipples. Carol cried out with delight as one orgasm after another surged through her. Both of her hands were against the wall on either side of Andy in an attempt to steady herself.

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First time for everything at best friend’s house.

Ian and I went to Jason’s house on Friday night as usual. We would meet there and decide to either go out to a bar or stay in, chill and drink beer. Tonight we decided to stay in because it was pissing rain and there was no one else in the house.

We began the night eating pizza and drinking beer in living room watching a gangster film. I sat on the recliner chair while Ian and Jason sat on the long couch. I could feel myself get hornier with every beer I drank. Sex scenes from the movie made my cock grow up along my leg. I wish my girlfriend could’ve been here, but this was the boys night, none of our girlfriends could come over tonight.

I went to the bathroom down the hall to try and calm my cock down. I took a piss and as I looked in the mirror I noticed how good my cock looked, that only made it grow bigger. I splashed cold water onto it to hinder it’s growth. I put my cock back into my briefs and went back to the living room.

Ian had fallen asleep and Jason was dosing off. I whispered to Jason that we should probably sort out the sleeping situation. I woke up Ian while Jason changed the sheets on his mom’s bed for Ian and I to sleep in, Jason was going to sleep in his own bedroom in the room next door and his older sister’s bedroom was across the hall but she was out with her boyfriend.

I picked up Ian and plonked him into the king sized bed and said goodnight to Jason as he went into his room. I took of Ians shoes as I didn’t want to dirty the bed, I pulled off his t-shirt too to keep him cool during the night, as I pulled his t-shirt over his head I saw his defined six pack with great pecks. Ian was the most active of us all, he rowed six times a week.

He rolled onto his side in a semi conscious state. I didn’t even realise what I was doing till I had his pants around his güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri ankles, he just lay there now in black boxers, his ass was well shaped from this angle. I stripped down to my white briefs and checked myself out once more before hopping into bed beside Ian. I wasn’t as shredded as Ian, but I was lean.

As I lay in bed thinking about my girlfriend Ian turns over and puts his arm around me to the front of my tight briefs. I could feel his hand resting on my semi erect member. I could feel the blood rushing to my cock, I had never had a guy touch me down there before but it felt naughty by just this light touch.

I turned towards Ian who was asleep, his hand now rested on my ass. His face was just a small bit away, I could feel his breath hit my chest. I put my hand over him and rubbed his muscled ass. I slipped my hand in between his boxers and body to have a better feel. It was surprisingly hot, I could feel my cock really bursting to get out of my briefs.

I kept my hand in his boxers and slid it around to his semi hard member. It was thicker than mine and he had less hair. As my hand grasped his cock it started to rise quickly. Ian’s eyes opened, he gave me his handsome half smile and pulled me closer to him putting his hands onto my ass and rubbing my thighs. I didn’t know if he knew I wasn’t his girlfriend but I went along.

Ian put his hands onto the elastic of my briefs and slowly pulled them down to my knees. My cock sprung up, some precum hit Ian on the lip, his pink tongue slid across his lower lip to taste my precum. He smiled again. His cock was rock hard on my hand now, I pulled his boxers from his waist down to his knees, he agreed and lifted his hips to assist me. The heads of our cocks touched now, my god it was unbelievable I had never expected this.

I squeezed his ass and he pulled güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri me up against his defined body, I felt his warm skin up against mine, it was breathtaking, totally different to my girlfriends. In a raspy voice Ian whispered “kiss me boy!”.

Our lips met, we immediately started kissing passionately while feeling each others bodies. I couldn’t believe I was kissing my best friend while naked in Jason’s mom’s bed. We always made gay jokes but I never knew we actually were willing to do it.

We kissed passionately for 20 minutes, he was now on top of me, I had my hands on both of his round bum cheeks. I didn’t notice the light creep into the room from the hall, it was Rebecca Jason’s 22 year old sister. She peeked in to check on us but caught Ian laying on top of me.

As soon as the light came on Ian rolled off me, she was tipsy and looked intrigued by what she just saw. She closed the door behind her as she entered the room, she knew what she saw, I had always had a crush on Rebecca, she was tall, a bit chubby but it wasn’t noticeable but it added to her big DD breasts, she had dirty blonde hair than rested on her shoulders.

She reclined in the swivel chair in the corner. The next thing she said was so crazy I had to ask her again to repeat herself. In a sexy demanding voice she said “continue boys!”

“I didn’t get any pleasure tonight so you’re just going to be my entertainers while I pleasure myself.” She said in seductive voice. Ian and I looked at eachother confused but continued our passionate kissing as she clicked her fingers.

Ian went down on my cock first, I throbbed with joy with every movement. Rebecca had her hand inside her panties which I could see from opposite side of the room. I motioned to Ian that it was his turn to have his cock sucked.

I had never had a güvenilir bahis şirketleri cock in my mouth before but as the inches went in the warm slippery feeling made me fall in love. Rebecca demanded Ian to come to her side of the room and bend onto the bed, she then ordered me over and felt my cock as I walked past.

With one hand still in between her legs and the other caressing her beautiful tits, she moaned that I have to fuck Ian. I was in ecstasy with the sound of those words, Ian propped up his ass. I lifted my long cock up onto his crack. I slowly slid it down till I reached his precious hole. I entered slowly, Ian moaned as I slowly pushed inside him. I could feel his ass gripping my cock.

Rebecca was in a fit of moans watching us. I sped up, Ian grew louder with each thrust. Rebecca whispered while overcome by pleasure to finish inside him, I couldn’t contain it anymore with Jason’s sister fingering herself and me 6 inches deep inside one of my bestfriends.

I felt his ass clench as I filled him with my seed. It was the best feeling I ever had, breeding my best friend. I pulled out of him and my white juice seeped from him, I turned Ian over and went down again on his cock.

The sheets were damp with cum and sweat, I looked up in Ian as my mouth reached the base of his cock. As I retracted from his cock I used my tongue to play with the underside of it. I was so concentrated on his beautiful thick cock. I pursed my lips onto the head of his dick and used my tongue on it, Ian pushed my head down onto his cock.

His warm cum streamed into my mouth, my first taste of his precious seed, it was delightful. I held his cum in my mouth and walked over to Rebecca who was just in a skirt and a bra at this stage. I pulled her bra down and dribbled the cum onto her breasts.

Ian and I sucked her cum covered nipples while she had a body shaking orgasm from fingering herself. As she got up to go to bed she said mischievously ” tomorrow night I’ll get Jason to follow orders too!.”

She lifted her skirt and made us kiss her smooth thick bum before leaving. Ian and I cuddled barenaked for the rest of night; excited for tomorrow night…

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Part fiction, part memory … all dreams. Of things I’ve seen, or done, or, imagined.

“What the mind can see… the body can feel”

I’ve always fantasized. I always really thought that everybody dreamed about things just like I do. It wasn’t until I was older when I realised that I’m unusual. I crawl inside my dreams. Drift smoothly into another time, into another place or even into another body.

I always love to surprise you. When I see a shocked look of delight bringing your sweet face to life all my fantasies suddenly seem so plain in comparison. The truth is no matter how hard I try I can’t ever stop wishing I could turn off the screen forget about my silly story and be where I really belong in your arms.

Falling in love with you was the most beautiful journey of my life. I knew it was special and I wish everyday that it never, ever ends.

This is how it is. I’m wrapped up in the warm love you have given me and aching for you to be with me again.

……….It gets late……..

……….It gets dark…………

……….I can’t sleep………

………..I have fantasy nights………

Fantasy Nights

I invited you to watch a film with me, something non threatening and we could both use the screen as an excuse not to speak. My room is small and with the giant bed taking up most of the floor space there’s no place for chairs, we had to sit at the top of the bed together. Nerves had me up and down. Fussing to make sure you had enough cushions… If the volume was ok… Could you see the screen. Making an excuses for the cold nights I had pulled down half the canopy, the heavy material did trap our bodies warmth and I instantly felt closer to you. The flickering screen gave enough light to see but I wanted to make you feel comfortable. Its true I love dark smoke filled rooms, but I was out to make a good impression.

I love candles too. Flames for light, flames for warmth. The first flames of our passion ignited.

Flicking channels I found cartoons

“Cartoons!”

Leaving you with Homer I went to find the wine. A red I’d been saving. Candles and wine… Was I really being so obvious? I worried, although never really attracted to alcohol in nervous situations I drink quickly and can get plastered before I know it. I enjoyed the feeling of you laying so close beside me. We shared a joint and couldn’t help moving closer together. Being able to feel your legs touching mine…the gentle weight of your head resting against my shoulder. I don’t really know how to describe the feelings of attraction. I forget about the tv, couldn’t concentrate on anything other than how hot and horny you had made me.

Who made the first move? I can’t recall. One moment we were just watching the screen the next we were kissing. Mmmm and oh how good it felt…the energy crackling between us. Kisses growing fiercer as my arm reached out, fingers trembling as I touched your hip. You felt so warm were so receptive to my illegal bahis every move. Lifting my arm up over my head I pulled you tighter against me… Bent my neck down and felt your wonderful lips touch mine. Each kiss made me want more. Your taste, your smell, your touches, your tongue playing against me. I couldn’t stop, I hadn’t wanted to rush things, didn’t want to take advantage. I couldn’t stop kissing though.

Kissing deeply then drawing my wet lips over your soft cheeks. Kissing along your chin, nuzzling my lips against your neck. Something so sexy about your scent, and tender aroused moans. One moment all I could feel was your skin beneath my lips, the next I couldn’t get enough of your hot electric kisses. First me then you taking over, I could feel your hunger for me. Reaching up with your small hand you felt my chest, took my cheek, and drew us into the deep kiss that left me breathless. Your hand slipped back down over my chest as you began erotically sucking on my tongue. I couldn’t breath. I certainly couldn’t move. You’d captured me.

The kisses kept on coming, neither of us wanting to be the first to stop. I was in heaven, a gorgeous dark girl grinding harder and harder up against me.

“Oh don’t stop, please, please don’t stop”

I could feel your body, firm and hot under my palm, you had kept squeezing and stroking your hand against me, continued to press, rubbing down over my nipple rings, fingers stretching out over my stomach. Moaning deeply as our tongues met again I took the initiative drew my hand slowly up from your hip. So slim and so sexy my hand slipped higher, fingertips grazed your bra.

“Do I stop now?”

“Should I not push so far on the first night?”

So many questions were running through my mind but I couldn’t stop. I could feel blood rushing through my veins. Could feel your lips working slowly to my ear.

Licking and nibbling on the lobe, breathing ragged, hot tongue making me crazy that night

‘Don’t stop, please don’t stop?’

I was fighting against so many What Ifs.

Slowly my hand moved to cup and squeeze your breast, you have delicious curves I never understood why you dislike your body. You are beautiful. I was shivering. Nerves. Excitement. Opening up my hand your soft breasts are just the right size to fit under my palm. Feeling no resistance I kept feeling out the shape of each breast. I felt you body trembling and a soft moan when I began rolling your nipple under my palm.

My head fell forward and your kisses had turned to playful bites, slim fingers tugged my collars open and your mouth moved down my neck… Emotion, tension, fear they’d all been building. I swear I thought I was going to cum right then. You’d hit the magic spot and my back arched. The passion in that kiss sent a riot of sensation tingling down my spine, shooting down my arms and legs I writhed and moaned, you crawled up over my twitching body and began grinding your hips against mine. Digging my fingers into your back I lifted illegal bahis siteleri one leg up… Knee rubbing up over my obscene bulge with your thighs opening around my thigh I instantly felt the heat of your sex.

“Lay down!”

My eyes flicked up to the television screen the strange voice somehow managing to break through the sound of my heart pounding in my ears……

On screen the camera looked over a womans shoulder… I’ve always found that part of a woman’s body so sexy, the thin strap of her red satin teddy only making the image more erotic for me… The focus moved past the woman and the shot widened to take in a luxury apartment. Flames crackling in a massive modern fireplace. A young man lay down, stretched out, toes wriggling as he turned his body to face the fire. His lean naked body bathed in the yellow orange glow of the flames. The next thing I see on the guy is his erection, he’s huge.. thicker and longer than me and he had the body of an athlete.

The camera view panned back, now the woman in red was on her hands and knees crawling slowly towards her man. It was as if the director had been reading my thoughts and the view swang back to follow the woman as she stretched out and slid gracefully over the polished floor to towards her lover. Long blonde hair obscured her face but her movements were hot. Provocative red satin clung tight to a super models curves, her skin was tanned and flawless.

Reaching her lover, her naked knees almost touched the top of his head. Gently she took his face in her hands, delicate fingers.. long crimson nails trailing across his scratchy designer stubble. Her lips were glossy with a vibrant red lipstick outlining a wicked smile … she bent down to lovingly kiss him.

Instead of the kiss the camera pulled slowly back. Leaning forward had pulled the teddy tight over her round ass and suddenly the screen was filled with an explicit view of her sex. Pouting outer lips barely covered by the dark strip of a tiny red thong.

Your leg pressed down on my painful erection and your lips still sucked tight against my neck. It felt amazing. I groaned again. My skin tingled and turned dark as blood rushed to the surface, your wicked lips had left a deep crimson love bite on my pale skin. For days after it reminded me of the look of lust on your face as you lifted your head up and away from me. Your fingers pressing firmly down onto my chest to support your weight as you gasped for a breath of air. Really you looked so hot in the flickering light from the tv screen, pouting lips that had kissed with so much lust were wet and full, a trail of saliva ran over your blushing hot cheek. I think we were both caught off guard seeing something so pornographic. Yeah I’ve taken a few pics off the net, kept the odd magazine as a teenager but I’d never seen anything like this. I guessed you hadn’t either and we both remained still eyes fixed on the scene developing in the film… Our hot bodies heaving, using this brief pause to canlı bahis siteleri recover from that initial hot rush of excitement.

“Ohhh Yessss Yessss Yessss”

The woman was still on all fours, her hands gripped the rug, and I saw a line of lipstick kisses down over the mans washboard stomach Head down, long hair teased, scratching over his smooth chest and hard nipples. It was her voice moaning though not his. He had been busy, each hand had slipped the teddy from her shoulders as she had moved over him. The red silk now creased and gathered around her slim waist.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm Ah Oooohhhhhhh”

His strong hands were cupping and squeezing firm round breasts. Rubbing each together so his mouth and hot tongue could switch from one dark nipple to the other. Tongue rolling around her sensitive buds until they stood out like bullets. Squeezing more of a breast into his mouth the man was devouring her.

Then she took control, pushing his hands away firmly and squeezing her hot body against him. She started to drag her nipples across his face. Moans turning to naughty laughter as he began chasing her breasts with his lips.

I felt your hand slipping lower over my chest and stomach. Palm stretching down over the belt on my jeans… Your hand cupped the tight bulge in my jeans… Fingers beginning to grip and define the outline my swollen member. It felt like I didn’t just rub my cock back up against you, it was as if I was pressing my whole body up against your tender grasp. My eyes screwed tight closed as a jolt of pure lust ran through me.

I was too excited, tried to focus on pleasing you, tried to forget about how your hand was stimulating me more and more. I pushed up your top, felt your hot skin shiver under my palms… my hands and fingers had bought both of your nipples to an achingly hard state. The gentlest touches now making you moan. Teasing through your bra made each sensitive bud so big. Leaning my face down I started licking over the white lace, each dark nipple showing through the translucent material.

With his hands pushed away from her breasts he first held her chest, tried pulling her body down against his tongue. Then as she began moaning again his slipped his hands to her waist. Fingertips hooked under each side of her thong, and then instead of dragging the damp string away he pulled up. With the thong pulled tight the red lace had disappeared … taken between pink shaved pussy lips.

Our bodies were twisting together, a clinch I wished would never end. Struggling to be gentle I began tugging your bra away my lips eager to feel your bare breasts. You’d rolled almost on top of me and I finally found the clasp in the middle of your back, fumbling with the hooks my mind was distracted. Another hot rush from my prick and any sense of frustration was blown away as your used both hands to pull at my belt. One hand still gripped and squeezed me whilst the other had opened the buckle. I felt you pop the top button and my head raced again. You slipped back onto your side, hands pulling at the next button. I arched my back up, pressing myself against your hands, opening my legs wider and feeling you reach down between my thighs, drawing your fingers along the length of my shaft and then squeezing my balls.

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Forbidden Passion Part 1

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I am sitting in my truck waiting patiently for your arrival thinking of all the wonderful conversations that we have had when I see your car make the turn into the parking lot. All the thoughts freeze in my head as now I am getting a little worried and scared that things might not go so well. The thought that you might not like what you see or for some other reason just change you mind from what we have said online and on the phone.

Finally what after what seems like an eternity you turn into the half of the parking lot that I am in and you pull up slowly beside me. As we look at each other I see a smile come across your face and I feel one come across mine. You put your car in park and turn off the ignition and I am already out of my truck to greet you. I open your door and.

“I am so glad you could make it. I was afraid something would come up and prevent us from meeting again…I must say… I am pleasantly surprised; you are more than I thought. You are beautiful”

You start to get out as I take your hand and you rise to meet me and we join in a friendly embrace and I lean over to kiss your cheek and you turn your head and my kiss falls on you soft sensual lips. As our kiss breaks we both lean back slightly and just stare into search others eyes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries I ask you if you would like to get in the truck with me. You answer by nodding your head and that mind-trapping smile. I walk you to the passenger side of my truck and open the door for you. You step up inside but do not turn and we are entangled in another embrace and once again a kiss, only this time you angle your head slightly and you part my lips with your tongue and I meet your advance with my own. After we kiss for several minutes you turn your legs into my truck and I shut the door with more confidence that a few minutes before. As I come around to my side of the truck I notice that you have moved a little closer to half way and I get in. I turn to face you after I shut the door and when I do you kiss me yet again and the kiss is not quite as long as you break the kiss to tell me how happy you are to finally be here in my arms.

It is at that point that I know that you are not disappointed in whom you have met and….

“I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am that you are here. You are so beautiful; I don’t know why in the world you would have thought I would not like what I see. I think you are amazing.”

Before I can say anymore you lean over and I meet you in a very passionate kiss. Your tongue explores my mouth and mine yours. I take my hand and start caressing the side of your face and neck. After what must have been 5 minutes illegal bahis you break the kiss and push me away slightly and you tell me that we need to go somewhere a little less public. However, no sooner than you finish your words you lean back in and out kiss continues. I start to caress your arm and your side while holding you close with my other arm. I notice that you have started to caress the side of my face now as well.

As we continue to kiss, my hand brushes your breast and you gasp slightly. In hearing this I go against all of my self promises of spending significant time talking before I made any moves and I brush your breast again although this time on purpose. Again you gasp slightly with an approving sound, so I move in for more. With all of the conversations and chats that we have had running through my mind all of my sexual frustrations are coming back. The mere thought has my member standing at attention already. I cup your breast from outside your shirt and massage it gently as you let out a groan and I feel a sense of tension from you as well.

After a few more minutes of caressing and kissing and massaging I get braver and decide to try my hand under your shirt. Meeting no resistance I place my hand on the soft silky fabric of your sheer bra. As I do this I feel your hand across my chest and back over my shoulder. Even braver yet I take my fingers and slide them under your bra and ease it over your breast so that I am now on your bare flesh. As soon as I cup your breast I feel you soft nipple harden, so I lightly tweak it. It begins to feel like a pencil eraser only larger as it hardens. I roll you nipple between my fingers as I break our kiss and move over to kiss your neck and ear lobe. You respond with a series of groans and gasps. I feel your hand start to drop from my chest and across my stomach as your hand comes to rest on my cock. You start to rub firmly squeezing gently through my dockers.

I pull away slightly and look into your eyes and I can see the heat of a passionate woman about to be driven wild. We look at the time and realize we have only been together a little over 15 minutes but you tell me that if we don’t leave this parking lot that we are going to be providing some explicit entertainment for those who pass by. So reluctantly we break away further and I straighten myself to drive and then you lean over on me with your head resting on my shoulder. We pull off slowly as we chat about where to go. Fortunately I have an idea that just might work to we start that way and you slide your head down into my lap and I feel your hand massaging my cock through my pants. As we pull out on 29 I start to massage your side illegal bahis siteleri and breast as best as I can and I feel the tug at my zipper. In a moment I feel the soft feel of your hand find it’s way through my boxers and onto my cock. Almost immediately my cock is at full attention and I feel you tugging at it trying to set it free. In just the same instant, you succeed. I feel the cool air ass you stroke your hand up and down my shaft. Your face, close enough I can feel your warm breath, intermittently. I let out an approving groan and with no warning at all you encase my entire cock in your mouth. Bringing my cock back out of your mouth with a pop you tell me that you have been wondering what my cock would feel like. You go back down on my cock, bobbing up and down while your hand caresses my balls.

Driving has become so much more difficult than I could possibly imagine. You have turned so that all I can reach is your back and the back of your head so that is what I do as I am so desperately trying to concentrate on driving I gently rub your back and the back of your head. I run my fingers through your hair and ride my hand there as you continue to bob up and down. My cock tingling with excitement we finally turn down the road to the park that I found. You come up and ask where we are. I tell you that we are at the park and you only respond with “perfect.” As we pull up to the final spot you look up at me and your mouth is glistening with saliva as you grin and continue to pump my shaft with your hand.

I pull you up to me so that I can kiss you. I reach my hand between your legs and I can feel your heat. I let the large “arm rest” down in my truck and coach you to sit on it as I raise your skirt up over your hips so that it is bunched around your waist. I spread your legs so that one foot is in the floorboard and the other is in the back seat. I have a beautiful view of your satin and silk panties. I lean over and I can smell your excitement blooming like a spring rose garden. I lean over and kiss the inside of your thigh. I feel your whole body shutter. I kiss my way up to the apex of you inner thigh dragging my tongue leaving a trail of wetness. As I get there I blow gently to cause a cool feeling where my tongue has passed. It works perfectly and you shutter again. I lick against the soft fabric and I can feel the outline of your pussy and I feel your hand come to the back of my head. I nibble and tug with my lips at your clit and I feel your wetness start to soak through. I trace the outline with my finger just before I slide that finger under the leg band of your panties and ease it over so that I have access to your beautiful shaved canlı bahis siteleri pussy. I lean over and lick it gently.

Then I start to flick my tongue back and forth over your clit. I take my fingers and gently spread the lips of your pussy apart so that I can encircle your entire clit. Then I stick my tongue in your pussy. There I find it the abundance of moisture that was just waiting for the dam to open and there is enough wetness to drip down on the seat. I start to pump my tongue in and out of your pussy as I massage your clit with my thumb. I hear low moans start to escape from your mouth and then I insert a finger into your pussy. You are so tight; I can believe you have had children. I flick my tongue quickly over your clit and I feel more moisture coming. I slowly insert a second finger and it is such a tight position. I manage to turn my hand upside down so the I can curl my fingers up to rub that tough rigid area under your pubic bone, the “G spot.” Almost immediately I feel your legs start to shake and I wiggle my fingers back in forth inside you as if I were saying, “come here.” You let out a yelp and I know that you are getting closer. I pull my fingers from your pussy and replace them with my mouth and tongue. I suck into your pussy and pull out more of your slickness. I rub my finger in your pussy and then start to massage your ass.

I feel your ass relax a little so I ease my finger in to the second knuckle and then back out a little. As I press it back in I put my second finger into your pussy. I start to work my fingers in and out of your body and I feel your legs tighten up and you expel a long groan. I can tell that I have brought you closer yet and I know that I am going to make you cum. I suck at your pussy flicking my tongue over your clit and I fuck my fingers in and out of your pussy and ass. I take my other hand and I reach under your shirt to massage your breast and pinch your nipples lightly at first but as I feel your pussy start to tighten and grow hotter I pinch a little harder.

I feel your hips start to buck and your legs start to tense up and get tighter around my head. I feel your pussy start to spasm and you start to yelp a little with high-pitched gasping. Then I feel the wetness. You are starting to cum! I suck harder on your clit and lap at your juices but they are coming too fast. You are snapping you hips and bucking wildly. You are cumming so hard!

I feel your body start to relax, and I come up for air. You have a light coat of sweat on your body and you are still breathing hard but your eyes are shut. When you open your eyes you see that my face is almost covered completely in your cum and I am licking my lips and still massaging your pussy with my hand. And you lean over to me and we embrace and kiss and you run your tongue over my face cleaning me off like a cat. You are still moaning softly and I can feel the heat radiating from your body.

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