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This is the opening chapter of School of Love, introducing the characters and the school.

All students at the School of Love are over 18.

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I arrived in Lausanne, eager to take up my new post as a tutor at the exclusive École Château de l’Amour. All my interviews for the job had taken place in London, including a rather extensive medical. I was here and yet I knew next to nothing about the school which had employed me.

I had seen pictures of the splendid fifteenth-century castle on the bank of Lake Léman, just west of Lausanne. The château had been a Swiss finishing school for girls in the nineteenth century, and then it became a women’s private college for high-school leavers and university students in the middle of the twentieth century. I had found that ‘private’ was the operative word: the school was not just privately funded, but it kept a very low profile, almost secretive. I heard rumours of the daughters of rock stars, tycoons, maharajas and Saudi royalty among the student body. The school’s response to any prying was that they wished to maintain the privacy of their students.

I had been collected from Geneva Airport by limousine, and put up in the opulent Beau-Rivage Palace hotel in Lausanne, with views over Lake Léman (as the Lausannois preferred to call their end of Lake Geneva) and the Chablais Alps beyond. This experience was so different from the life I knew, living in a student flat while writing up my doctoral thesis. Rather than being taken straight to the château, I was here first to have dinner in the city with Marie-Luce Foy, the school’s director — or, to use her official title, Madame la Directrice de l’École.

We met in the lobby. Madame Foy was perhaps in her early forties, tall, slim and elegantly dressed in a charcoal skirt suit and black kitten heels. She looked every part the head of of an expensive ladies’ college, with her hair tied in an immaculate chignon, and tortoiseshell-frame glasses. Rather than a business handshake, she offered me three cheek-kisses in the Swiss fashion. Her perfume was understated, with dark wine notes.

We went through to the hotel’s gastronomic restaurant where she ordered us each a kir royal to sip as we perused the menu.

Madame Foy’s English was perfect, with a flawless British Home Counties accent. “Mr Harris, it is good to meet you at last. I have read all of the reports from your London interviews. Miss Bakewell seems very impressed with you”, she began.

I swallowed nervously at the mention of the sexy, young functionary who had conducted my interviews.

She smiled. “I cannot say that I have read all of your doctoral thesis, but I am pleased to welcome you to l’École Château de l’Amour as our new history tutor.” She paused and took a sip of her kir.

I mirrored her, taking a sip from my drink, as the waiter came to take our order.

“Please, everything is on the school tonight.”

This was just as well, given the prices in this two-Michelin-star restaurant. I gestured that she order first, then I gave my order to the waiter in French. The sommelier approached, and Madame Foy ordered a bottle of 2009 vintage Cornalin du Valais that matched our food choices perfectly.

“Madame Foy, I am looking forward to joining you and the staff at the École Château de l’Amour. I must admit that all of this — the rather comprehensive interviews and medical, the first-class flight to Geneva and now this hotel — this is so far removed from my life as a doctoral student, you know.”

“We are an exclusive, specialised institute of education, and we do not like to take chances. I am very protective of the school and my girls. That’s why I prefer to meet new staff in the city and get to know them before bringing them to the château. We’ll get to that tomorrow morning.” As she spoke, I was aware that her British English accent was so flawless that she couldn’t actually be British, but that she could only be the product of an international-school education.

She took another sip of her kir. “How did you find the interview process?”

“Well, the academic interview was even more thorough than my doctoral defence!” I laughed. “And I got quite a shock when I met with the private investigator who had put together a thick file on my background, even including ex-girlfriends and internet history.”

“Yes, there were a few interesting items in that report, Mr Harris.” The directrice raised one eyebrow.

With embarrassment, I took a great gulp of my kir, and almost choked on its bubbles. At that moment, our immaculately presented starters arrived.

When I had composed myself, I continued, “Madame Foy, I must tell you that I feel a bit like a fish out of water because of all of this.”

“Mr Harris… or do you prefer Dr Harris — I know the English prefer their academic titles — whichever, may I call you Ben?”

I nodded, “Yes, of course”.

“My name is Marie-Luce, but actually everyone calls me Emmelle, so please do use that name. En bağcılar eskort français, tu peux me tutoyer.”

“Je parle pas bien le français”, I responded with a little hesitation, knowing that my French wasn’t that good. I could read historical documents and academic papers in French, order a coffee and some food, but I always got a little flustered with conversational French. I switched back to my mother tongue and gave her a name check, “But thank you… Emmelle… for putting me at my ease”.

“Your French is a little accented, but passable. In school, we speak English in general, but you’ll need French in Lausanne. At school, in front of the students, I should always be referred to as ‘Madame la Directrice’ or simply ‘Madame’. The girls should address you as ‘Master’ at all times — even when speaking French, our tradition is to use the English title, as the French translation does not quite cut it — and you should place any girl who fails to address you properly on report. En français, elles doivent nous vouvoyer.”

“It is a little more strict than I am used to, I’m afraid.”

“Don’t worry. We are all one happy family at the school. It’s a small institute of learning, and so we have to strike the right balance between discipline and intimacy.”

Our starters were cleared. Emmelle told me that she had been a ‘royale’ at the school, a term they use for those students who study there for the maximum of four years — two years after leaving high school, then she took three years in Cambridge, followed by a further two years back at the school after graduating university. She had worked for a master’s degree in social anthropology at Lausanne University during her postgraduate time at the school, and had now been its directrice for eight years.

As we spoke together, she made sure to keep our wine topped up, so that we had managed to drain the whole bottle by the time our mains were cleared. We ordered some dessert, and she ordered us each a double measure of organic Peyrat XO cognac.

“So Ben, tell me, how did you find Lucy Bakewell in London?” she asked.

I was a little intoxicated, but I knew I had to play it cool with my new boss. “Mmm… I would say she is a very intelligent, professional young woman…”

“Attractive?”

“Erm… yes, I would say so”, I replied while my mind was shouting ‘smoking-hot body’ at me.

“You know that she is also a former student of the school?”

“Ah, yes, I think she did mention it in passing.”

“Don’t worry, fellow diplômées of the school tell each other everything.”

“Uh-huh”, I responded gormlessly, not sure where this was going.

“She told me that she slept with you after the interview”, Emmelle said, boring into me with her piercing grey eyes.

I coughed in shock. When I had composed myself, I said, “I am very sorry, Madame Foy. I hope that this will not be problem”.

She smiled warmly at me, “Au contraire, Lucy strongly commended you to me. She evidently enjoyed your — how shall we say — ministrations”.

The alcohol and embarrassment combined to make me flush red. I took a sip of the expensive cognac, before realising that more alcohol wasn’t helping.

“And, Ben, please do call me Emmelle”.

I nodded, “Sorry, Emmelle, but I was a bit taken aback that you knew I had made that indiscretion with Lucy”.

“But not at all! You see, I must say that I am a little drunk, and I think you are too.” She leant across the table a little and lightly stroked the back of my hand with her fingertips. “It is good for me to get away from the school for an evening. I think we shall get along well. Shall we let our hair down a little, and be honest with each other? I think Lucy has a very beautiful body. How was she in bed?”

“I must say that I find your question quite forward”, I spluttered, moving my hand away from her touch.

“I am sorry to embarrass you, Ben. You see Lucy and I have known each other for years. She told me what you were like in bed — which was a suitably impressive report, I must say. I would like to hear your side of the story.”

“Well… it seems strange to talk about it with you, my new boss.”

“Think of me as your friend, Ben. So, how was her blowjob?”

My mouth opened, but no sound came out. I really didn’t know what to say. In the end, I came up with a weak, “It was good, very nice… err… technique”.

“Hmm… which techniques did she use?”

My mouth opened and the sordid details began to flow, “Uh well, she took my… err… penis… all the way, and used lots of different techniques”.

“I’m glad she gave you deep throat.”

“Umm… yes, I suppose she did.” As I said it, I felt my cock twitch into life, reminiscing about it rolling joyfully over Lucy’s tongue.

“Lucy also told me that your cunnilingus technique was good. What did you do to her?”

“Erm… nothing really spectacular. I just licked and sucked and fingered her. Unlike many men, I’m happy to say zeytinburnu eskort I can find a clitoris.”

“I’m so glad to hear that.” Emmelle’s hand was back to stroking mine. “In which position did you fuck Lucy?”

I inhaled sharply, and then let the details tumble out, “Her on top for a bit, then doggy style, ending in missionary position with her legs wrapped around my waist”. My cock was now fully hard, as I thought about how I had pumped Lucy hard in each position.

“That’s very nice. Where did you come?”

“In her mouth. We didn’t have a condom, so she asked me to pull out of her and come in her mouth.”

Emmelle licked her lips, “I do like the taste of cum in my mouth”.

I became hypnotized by Emmelle’s mouth, as her moistened lips hovered in front of me in soft focus through the cognac fumes. I couldn’t believe that I was now fantasising about pumping my cum into my new boss’s mouth.

Emmelle called the waiter over and signed for the meal, before saying rather teacherly to me, “I think it’s time for bed. You have a big day tomorrow”. She stood up, her slim frame sculpted in tailored grey wool.

I also got to my feet, feeling a bit light-headed from the alcohol and my state of arousal.

We thanked the waiter, and went out into the lobby. Emmelle moved to the elevator, where an attendant pressed the call button for her. I had imagined that she might have been driven back to the château tonight by her chauffeur, but she obviously was staying in the hotel. The elevator arrived and she tipped the attendant very generously with a green fifty-franc note. We got in. The attendant pressed the buttons for my floor and for the door to close, and retreated back into the lobby as the doors closed, rather than joining us.

I held the rail on the wall of the elevator, to hold myself steady, not wanting to sway around in front of my new boss.

“I hope that’s not a stain”, Emmelle exclaimed, as she bent to have a closer look at a possible food stain on the front of my suit trousers. Her manicured hand smoothed down the fabric of the right-hand pleat of my trousers. Faster than I could do it myself, she had pulled the zip of my trousers open, reached in and pulled out my erect cock. She was already bent over to look for some non-existence stain, and so swiftly brought the wetness of her lips over the head of my cock. The cognac lingering on her lips made my glans tingle electrically.

By the time I was aware enough to realise what was happening, she was on her knees in the elevator, engaging my cock in a whirlpool of a blowjob. I grasped the rail, threw my head back, and mouthed “Fuck!” silently into the ceiling. I looked back down at Emmelle’s prissy chignon bobbing off the end of my cock. Then she looked up at me through her tortoiseshell glasses. She looked the image of the immaculate schoolmarm, except for my cock resting on her tongue.

“Bienvenue à l’École Château de l’Amour”, she breathed around my cock.

Her words, her sexy voice, and the visuals were almost enough to make me come there and then. I imagined pumping my cum into her mouth and all over her glasses.

I was saved by the bell, the elevator bell. We reached my floor and the doors parted. Luckily there was no one standing wait in the corridor. She stood up in front of me, slowly pumping my cock in her hand.

“I thought I told you, Ben, that it’s time for bed”, she instructed me.

She then proceeded to lead me out of the elevator and down the corridor, guiding me to follow with her hand on my exposed cock. When we reached my room, she pulled a key card from her jacket pocket and opened the door.

“You have the key to my room?” I inquired in confusion.

Emmelle didn’t reply. She yanked me inside, and pushed me to sit down on the canapé at the foot of the bed. Standing with legs spread as wide apart as her pencil skirt would allow, she bent towards me, and teasingly licked around the head of my cock, which was still on display through my open fly.

Then she stood up and unbuttoned her jacket, slipping it from her shoulders and tossing it onto the seat beside me. Her high, firm breasts shimmered under her fitted ivory-silk blouse. She unbuttoned the side of her grey-wool skirt, and it slithered down her legs. She stepped out of it, and slung it on top of her jacket beside me. She was wearing black stockings with suspenders.

“Take off your jacket”, she demanded of me.

I pulled it off, letting it fall on the seat behind me. Looking up, I saw Emmelle was unbuttoning her blouse. When it was undone, she swept it open, placing her hands on her hips, revealing her exquisite black lace underwear, complete with garter belt.

“Tie and shirt”, she commanded.

I tugged off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. Once I was bare chested, she came to me, slipping off her blouse. She ran one hand down my chest, folding the other around the nape of my neck. She leant over me, and kissed the crown güngören eskort of my head, pushing her lips hard against my scalp. Her firm breasts suspended before my eyes. Without thinking, I took them in my hands, assaying them from below, caressing them through the fine lace of her bra.

She moved her hands behind her back and released the fastener, then slid the straps over her delicate shoulders. She stood up slowly, letting her straps slide down her arms, showing me her glorious breasts, and letting her bra fall into my cupped hands.

She stood before me with her hands on her hips. “Can I trust you, Ben? I need to know that I can trust you”, she asked.

I nodded, laying her bra across my lap.

“Tell me that I can trust you.”

“You can trust me, Emmelle”, I told her, with the alcohol rapping on my brain.

She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her knickers and pulled them down to her ankles, stepping out of them. As she straightened up, she pulled the pin out of her chignon, releasing her hair in cascades over her shoulders. My gaze shifted up her long, stockinged legs, to her smooth shaved pussy, her high, firm breasts and her waves of nut-brown hair. She was suddenly transformed from the image of a prim teacher to that of a high-class escort.

“In return for your trust, I shall give you a gift.”

She stepped purposefully towards me, thrusting one foot up on the edge of the seat beside me, opening her pussy for me to observe its pink flowering. The elastic of her garter strap slackened on her raised thigh. She clasped her fingers behind my head, and slowly pulled my face into her awaiting crotch. I saw her pussy was already dewed with expectancy, and I planted a tender kiss at its centre.

Emmelle curled her fingers through my hair, and held me to her open sex. I lapped obediently at her lips, delighting in her sweet taste. With her, as with the equally sweet Lucy — the last women to whom I had ministered in this fashion — eating her pussy was going to be a feast. I eagerly opened her outer fold with the apex of my tongue, and was rewarded with more of her flavour. I drew my tongue up the full height of her lips, and I felt her quiver against my mouth. I repeated the action a few more times, each time pushing my tongue a little deeper into her. The fifth time, I thrust my tongue with greater force into her, edging through her inner lips and inside her. Her hands grasped my hair as her body shook gently with the pleasure of intrusion.

“That’s it, Ben: show me you can be my new master!” she breathed huskily over me.

Encouraged by her words, I pulled my tongue hard up through her, and traced wet circles around the hood of her clit.

“Yes, that’s it”, she sighed.

I drove my tongue back into her, then pulled up and swirled it around her clit, repeating the action a few times. Then I closed my lips around the hood and gently sucked, exposing her to my tongue. I lightly licked her nub, and she agreed with a deep moan. I must have continued for almost ten minutes, getting gradually more intense.

“Ben, stand up, and let a lady take the seat.”

I complied, and she sat primly on the canapé as if she was sitting in front of a class, apart from the fact she was naked and in a heightened state of arousal.

She reached for me, tugged my belt undone, and I was soon stepping out of my clothes, naked. She took my cock in her hand, and placed her other hand on my ass, pulling me into her. She began diddling her erect pink nipples with the tip of my cock, first one breast and then the other.

She looked up at me, and said, “You know, Ben, it’s not really the done thing to have sex with your new boss before your start work”.

I wasn’t sure what to say to that, and was far more intent in watching her slathering her taut nipples with my precum. “You’re right: this isn’t the normal way to do things, Emmelle.”

“It’s good for me to get away from the school every now and again. After Lucy told me how well you had fucked her, I was looking forward to meeting you… to fucking you!”

She bent her head down and swallowed my cock. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock making me sigh out in pleasure.

She disengaged, sat back in the canapé and removed her glasses.

“Emmelle, can you please keep your glasses on”, I blurted out.

She replaced her glasses on her face, looked up at me and responded, “Do I detect a little fetish for my glasses, Ben?”

She gave me no time to answer, as her bespectacled face slid back over my cock. She cupped my balls with one hand and jerked me off in her mouth with the other, while swirling her tongue around the head of my cock.

She pulled back but continued pumping me with her hand.

“Would you like to come all over my glasses, Ben?”

I looked down at her elegant features surmounted with designer tortoiseshell-frame glasses, and I felt a strong urge to cover her face with my spunk. “I’d love to do that, Emmelle.”

“Will you fuck me first?”

I nodded.

She released my cock, and stood up. She kissed me, took my hand, and stood up on the seat of the canapé. She climbed over the back of the seat to stand on the king-size bed, and led me up over the canapé to join her. We kissed, standing on the bed.

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019 I think I finally mastered my gag reflex.

As I unbuttoned Russ’ jeans I could see his erection straining against the denim of his pant leg. After his pants moved down far enough his hard cock sprang out like a Jack-In-The-Box, slapping him when it did. I pulled his shoes and pants off then buried my face in his crotch completely burying his cock in my throat. He curved up he was so hard, that made too difficult to try and deep throat him as he wouldn’t bend down at all. While I could swallow him into my throat I wasn’t able to with his pronounced curve. I vigorously hammered my head in his lap, almost violently masturbating his cock with my lips and mouth. I could feel him twitch after only a minute or so.

He grabbed my hair and forcefully pressed my face into his pubic area with his cock firmly pressed against the back of my throat, that made me gag and recoil. He let go immediately. Pulling his cock out of my face I gagged a bit and then inhaled deeply.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” he said with sincerity. So far he’s a really nice guy, being concerned about me as such.

“Not a big deal hon, you let go when I needed you to.” I said still clearing my throat from his stabbing the top of it that triggered my gag reflex.

“You’re ok right?” he asked, with a tone of hoping that I would continue.

“Yep, just a bit sensitive from that last thrust.” I said a bit croaky.

“Ya sorry I got carried away, wasn’t meaning to…” he trailed off.

“No, no it’s fine, another thing I take as a compliment is you getting carried away and consumed in the moment. It lets me know I’m doing something right.” I said with a smile, and a wink.

My eyes still watering and looking at his still saliva covered cock, I picked my breasts that were still resting on top of his thighs, pressed them together and dropped them on his still throbbing erection. I’d heard that guys love tit fucking, but I don’t see why, it doesn’t seem that it would feel all that good. But Russ’ reaction seemed to say differently. He let his head fall back almost like he’d had a drug that took him somewhere else. I continued rubbing my huge breasts up and down, masturbating him with them. As I pressed them down his cock head just came out the top, sticking it’s head out to greet me. I couldn’t reach it with my mouth so I continued masturbating him with my breasts pressed together.

After a minute of this he arched back and grunted. A half second later his cock erupted with a shot of cum that caught me in the chin and splattered all over my boobs, hands, and his lap. I kept pumping my huge tits on his cock. He squirted again and this shot hit me right in the face and was on my cheeks, forehead, nose and dripping down to my chin. I immediately recoiled as that had never happened before. I’d only ever had Brandon cum on me and it was always a small bit on my tummy.

Right after that thought, as I was pumping my boobs around his spasming cock, he came again and I turned my head so I didn’t take another shot in the face from his erupting cock. That shot missed my face and went above my head, only a second later to land on top of my head and in my hair.

GROSS my brain screamed when that happened along with my face having cum dripping off it.

I definitely didn’t like cum on my face and in my hair I quickly discovered. He was still cumming and I lifted my tits up and pressed them around the head of his dick but kept it down between them as I reached under and grabbed his cock with my hand and pumped it with it completely engulfed by both my tits. His next few squirts were caught by my cleavage and his cum started to well up from etiler eskort between them and run down the valley from them being pressed around his cock. I kept jerking him off into my tits for several seconds after he stopped cumming to make sure I didn’t stop too soon.

He looked down at my cum covered face and the wad that landed in my hair. I looked up and without saying a word pulled his cock out from between my tits, got up and went straight to the shower. I hurriedly washed his jizz off my face and started on my hair before I even realized that the hot water wasn’t here yet, and jumping back out of the shower stream.

The hot water got there and I was able to get it adjusted as I could open my eyes at least. I proceeded to shower off my hair and boobs. A second later Russ knocked on the bathroom door.

“Ya, come on in.” I said still scrubbing my face and tits.

“Really sorry about that, but technically it was your fault.” He said grinning as he pulled open the door.

He stepped in with me and rinsed his cock off that still had my saliva and his cum still dripping from it. I had grabbed the shampoo and started washing out my hair. As I did he ran his hands over my hair to get them soapy, and started rubbing my boobs with both hands. It was a smooth caressing feeling that I liked. It was a change from the vigorousness of my experiences. He continued as I had my eyes closed and my head back finishing washing the cum out of my hair. As I turned around he kept rubbing the almost basketball sized globes on my chest. After a few seconds as I was finishing rinsing off I felt his cock start to rise and press against and up between my ass cheeks.

He started to slide it forward and back between my legs and I squeezed them together as he continued thrusting. He lowered himself as he was trying to get the right angle to enter my vagina. I gently stopped him and squeezed with my thighs. He got the message and kept fucking my thighs squeezed around his cock. With his hands now forcefully grabbing my tits that were much to large for his hands, he kept trusting. He backed up and leaned me forward, with the shower water running over my back, down the crack of my ass, to his cock that was pistioning between my thighs now. Still grabbing my tits with his hands he started pulling me back into him and after a minute or so he exploded again.

His cock stuck out from between my thighs only about 1″ as it once again launched a jet of cum at the shower wall in front of me. I saw it hit the wall, then splatter on my face, shoulders, and tops of my tits. This was followed by 3-4 more, all splattering on my face. I kept squeezing his cock between my thighs as he feverishly pumped his cock between them. I was surprised at how hard he came only 4-5 minutes after the last time on the couch. I thought to myself, this is why I love younger guys!

His shots turned to smaller spurts and then to a dribble as his cock slowly stopped spasming. He pulled back, grabbed his cock and dribbled the last few globs on my ass. Finished, I stood up and rinsed off my front, then turned around to rinse his cum off my lower back and ass. He was still breathing heavily and obviously coming down from the high of what looked to be a great orgasm. I stood there with my hands on the side of his torso smiling.

He took a deep breath and had a relaxed but satisfied look on his face. I kissed him and got out of the shower to dry off. Russ quickly soaped up and rinsed off. Turning off the shower he stepped out as I handed him a towel. As he dried off he looked at me with almost a look of pity and understanding cihangir eskort as he pointed that I still had my shorts on.

Holy shit he was right! I felt like a complete idiot as I took them off, wrung them out and tossed them in the laundry.

“Well I really couldn’t open my eyes and wanted to wash off.”

“Oh sorry, I didn’t know you don’t like cum on you.”

“I don’t mind, but until now it was always on my abdomen. Never had it anywhere else. Having cum on my face and in my hair was the only part I didn’t like, everywhere else didn’t bother me.”

“Really!? With those huge tits, they’re a big target.” he said smiling and picking up my boobs.

“Well these are sort of new in the last about 2 years.”

“Ok, but you haven’t ever had a guy since then cum on you?”

“No actually, I’ve always been a shy type, until my separation and I decided to make some changes. And honestly it has helped my confidence, a lot.”

“Oh you’re separated?”

“Yes, we should be divorced in a couple of months.”

“Oh is that why you’re not ok with sex yet?”

“Well that and condoms are a must.”

“Got it, I can respect that.”

We didn’t bother getting dressed, got drinks and sat down on the couch to watch some TV. I’d never just been naked except while changing or bathing before. It was a new and different feeling to be totally naked and just hanging out around that house. Sitting there Russ put his arm around me and was rubbing my breast as we sat there. So I reached over and grabbed his still semi hard cock, and was just lazily playing with it and stroking it while watching TV. This was another first, to be sitting watching TV and just playing with a cock, that got hard almost as soon as I touched it, this was another new experience that I also found erotic. I was imagining Russ fucking me from behind as we watched TV. I don’t know why that popped in my head but it did, something about getting fucked while doing something else totally non sexual. Kind of like a back rub while doing something but sex instead. That thought really turned me on, and I felt my vagina getting wet. With that I leaned down and started licking the head of Russ’ cock and lightly sucking on the first couple of inches, playfully. I wasn’t trying to get him off, I was just entertaining myself while watching TV. This was really nice. Some women will knit while watching TV, I guess I liked sucking cock. Again I wondered what was wrong with me, this was so far outside my normal behavior I felt like a completely different person.

“Hey, what was that thing you did in the park that made me cum almost instantly?” Russ asked.

Smiling I replied, “Oh that’s a secret hon.”

“Well it was amazing, can you do it again?”

“Sure, but don’t cum in my mouth.”

“Promise.” he said with sincerity.

I grabbed a couple of paper towels in case he did cum again. I would be impressed though, that would be 3 times in an hour. I turned over and knelt on the couch and bent over on all fours, gently licked his cock then in one smooth motion swallowed him to his balls. He curved back a little and I couldn’t quite get the angle right, so I kept trying to get that right. Russ had his hand under my breast and was rubbing, squeezing, and playing with my nipple. I kept trying to find an angle to get him to the back of my throat so I could swallow with his cock just inside my throat, but couldn’t make it happen. Honestly if he was longer I think I could have gotten that angle to work.

“Wrong position maybe?” Russ asked as his hand had just moved down to my pussy and he was rubbing avrupa yakası eskort my clitoris.

“Ya, you curve and this angle isn’t working well.”

With that I got off the couch, despite me liking him playing with my pussy, and moved in front of him kneeling on the floor. I could then get him just past the back of my mouth. I sank my head to his balls forcefully pressing into his crotch, felt the head of his penis at the back of my throat and swallowed again. His feel came off the floor, he groaned and shuddered with delight.

“Like that?” I asked, obviously knowing the answer.

“Oh God yes! Can you do it again?”

“Sure, just don’t cum in my mouth. Ok?”

“I won’t.” As he picked up the paper towels I brought over.

“Watch TV that will help take your mind off of cumming maybe?”

“Never been told the before but it sounds like a great idea.”

With him watching TV I kept stroking his cock with my mouth, jamming it into the back of my throat every time I went down balls deep. I dabbled and jerked on him for a while, after probably 45 minutes he still hadn’t cum. I started swallowing him from tip to balls stroking the entire length of his cock with every stroke of my mouth. I went faster until I was practically headbanging on his cock, gripping it with my lips as tightly as I could and hammering my mouth tip to balls. He was still trying to watch TV but I could tell he was starting to lose this fight, I felt a bit of pride noticing that.

I reached over and handed him the paper towels that were on the couch with us.

He looked down and smiled. I stuck him in my throat, and swallowed. He shuddered and moaned a little. Pulling my head back just an inch, I did it again. Now he was so hard I could feel his heart beat in my mouth through his cock. I went down again and swallowed, but I tried to keep him in my throat. I managed not to pull him out of my throat but had to really try not to gag.

Holding still for a few seconds I swallowed again, and I almost pulled back because I was gagging a bit, but I managed to keep him solidly lodged just inside my throat about an inch.

I did this a few more times slowly adjusting to the slight gagging when I left the head of his cock in my throat. After probably 10 minutes or so I was getting pretty comfortable with this, but my jaw was starting to get sore so I tapped his hand that he still had the paper towels in and looked up at him. With that I reached around to his ass and yanked ensuring that I had him as deep as possible and to keep him there no matter if I gagged or not. With his cock as deep as it could go I swallowed, never moving a few seconds later I swallowed again, Russ was definitely reacting to this and I loved it. It’s like I was in control of him. Still holding tight I swallowed again, it got easier. I did it again, then again, and again, it was getting easier and I was getting faster. After maybe 10 times without taking him out even a little bit I was able to swallow almost rapid fire on the head of his dick. I swallowed over and over and over. I don’t know how many times but I could tell he was getting close, thankfully as my arms and jaw were starting to cramp. But holding on I swallowed 2-3 more times and he urgently patted my shoulder. With that I pulled him out of my mouth and throat. I began jerking his cock as fast as I could, he covered the end with the paper towels as he came. This time it wasn’t as forceful or as much.

I looked up at him; his head was laying back, eyes closed, and his body was quivering a bit. Several minutes went by and he finally said, “That was the most amazing thing ever!”

With that I actually felt proud of my newly discovered ability. I got back on the couch, laid on my back and rested my head in his lap. As we both watched TV he never let go of my breasts, moving his hand from 1 to the other, rubbing over the entirety of each breast, as I drifted off to sleep.

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“I’ll admit it, I’m in a bit of a dry spell,” I said as I shot the basketball.

Airball. Of course.

John laughed at me and caught the ball before it hit the ground. “Just get online, man. It can’t be that hard.” He passes it back to me.

“Easy for you to say! You’ve got Lisa, she seems great and you don’t have to win somebody over from scratch. I’m in a new town, I only know some guys from work and you. Never really been the guy that can swipe a couple times on Tinder and get laid that night.” I shot again and it bounced off the rim.

John rebounded and dribbled the ball back to the 3-point line. “Yeah I feel you, Lisa is awesome and I’m pretty damn lucky to not be single nowadays. You’ll figure it out though, she might be able to hook you up with a friend.”

“Are all her friends as cool as she is? I mean, she has some fucking HOT friends on her instagram, if they can hang like she can then I might beg her to put in a good word.” I had only been roommates with John for about a month, but every time I hung out with him and his girlfriend Lisa I had a great time. She’s got that “one of the guys” type of attitude when she’s with his friends and she’s a lot of fun to be around. Oh and she’s fucking gorgeous, so that helps.

“Oh they can hang. They’re all hot as fuck and they all know it,” John says. He starts smiling and reaches for his phone. “Come here, check this out.”

He shows me the screen and my eyes get wide. I see Lisa with 2 girls I recognize from her instagram, posing like a basic white girl instagram post. Side by side, arms around each others hips with Lisa in the middle, and all 3 of them are fully naked.

“Holy shit, man what the fuck?!” I exclaimed, still staring at his phone.

“Yep, tell me about it. They’re all freaks.”

Good god, I found Lisa gorgeous since the day I met her but I couldn’t have imagined a better body than her actual one. She’s a beautiful brunette, fit frame with full C-cup tits that perk up just perfectly, turning up at the nipples. Trimmed pussy and perfectly tan skin. Her friends have the same body type, same skin color, same trimmed pussies, one blonde and the other brunette, one shorter and one taller.

“Jesus man, you don’t care that I’m looking at your naked girlfriend right now?”

He shrugged. “Honestly, she wants me to show my friends shit like that. She loves it.”

Goddamn, I guess I made the right move when I found John as a roommate online. I looked for a second longer before he put the phone away. The image still burned in my head though, and I had to steal the ball from John just to get my mind off it.

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We finished up and drove home. “Want to watch Wolf of Wall Street tonight?” John asked.

“Hell yeah, I fuckin’ love that movie. I’ll take a shower and then we can start.”

I went and took a shower, still thinking about Lisa and her friends. When I got out of the shower, I put some basketball shorts and a t-shirt on and walked out to the kitchen. John was at the counter pouring his protein into a cup and making some popcorn, and Lisa was sitting at the kitchen table on her phone, scrolling Instagram.

She looked up with a cute smile. “Oh hey! Hope you don’t mind that I came, my girlfriends bailed on me.”

She looked incredible, like she was all dolled up ready to hit the bars. Leather boots on, low cut sleeveless shirt showing off all of her cleavage, and no bra as usual.

“That sucks, ready to be lame with us and watch the ultimate dude movie?” I said, trying to be as casual as I could be, and trying not to picture her without that slutty outfit on.

She perked up. “I cannot wait! I LOVE this movie!” She pulled her bag up from under the table and said “I brought my comfy clothes, we have a little bit of weed, I am ready to RELAX.”

She went into John’s bedroom for a few minutes as John and I went over to get the movie started.

After we sat down with the popcorn, she came out dressed in her “comfy” clothes. She took none of her makeup off, and she was wearing extremely short pajama bottoms that stopped right above the bottom of her butt cheeks. She was also wearing a loose white tanktop that left very little to the imagination. Her perfect tits were swaying with every step she took rus escort towards us on the couch, and her dark nipples were poking right through the thin fabric.

I tried not to make eye contact but out of the corner of my eye I could tell she had a confident smirk on her face. John must have been right, I bet she loved teasing his friends. She sat in between the two of us and started reaching into the popcorn bowl that John had and ate.

“Let’s fuckin gooo, Leo!” she said as I let out a cheer and John turned on the movie.

Nobody who has ever seen Wolf of Wall Street can resist howling every time Margot Robbie comes on screen. It hasn’t ever happened since the movie came out, she’s way too hot for anybody to handle. At least one of us lets out a gasp or a grunt or an “OH MY GOD” every time she comes into frame.

The legendary scene finally arrives, where Leo is waiting in her apartment as she gets ready. She opens the door to her bedroom, revealing her fully naked body, welcoming Leo to come fuck her.

“FUCK,” John and I said in unison, as Lisa said, “Jesus CHRIST look at that bod!”

I laughed and said, “I literally feel 11 years old watching this movie, still getting boners from just looking at boobs on TV.”

John and Lisa cracked up at that comment, and then Lisa said, “oh my God, really?!”

Still grinning and trying to be funny, I said “Eh, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sporting like a half chub right now.”

John laughed again, but Lisa just kept smiling at me. I got nervous, hoping I didn’t just cross a line. There I was, sitting next to my roommate’s smoking hot half-naked girlfriend whose nude image was still burned into my retinas, and I’m talking about my erection while a naked Margot Robbie is on screen. I know they’re cool and all, but I figured I should pull back a little bit after those comments. And worst of all, I wasn’t lying… I was sporting a half a chub in my basketball shorts, and keeping the conversation sexual probably wasn’t a good strategy for cooling off.

As though she was reading my mind and just wanted to fuck with me, Lisa said, “Honestly, for some weird reason I love it when I know a guy I’m around is hard.”

Oh boy. I had to think twice and make sure I just heard that correctly. I just let out a little nervous giggle, and John let out a little laugh and said, “you weirdo.”

Lisa got animated and explained, “Like, I know what a totally different headspace a guy gets in when his dick gets hard. If I know somebody around me has a boner, I’m immediately fascinated! Like, what is that even like? I’m watching him experience this super private thing that I’ll never fully get. And you’ve just got this fucking…dick…and it’s just growing and getting hard… like right there,” she said as she pointed at my crotch. “I love it.”

Now I’m sitting there and my heart rate is back to where it was when we were playing basketball. Not only was this hottie talking about how much she loves hard dicks, but she’s specifically bringing up this slutty passion of hers referring to MY dick…which was slowly getting harder and harder… and she knew it.

I was silent for another couple seconds too long because I had no idea how to respond, and I was just hoping John would chime in or something would happen in the movie to grab our attention. But instead, Lisa turned right to me and said something different.

“Can I suck it?”

My eyes were like grapefruits in my head. Did she really just say that? Was that a joke? Do I laugh? I looked over at both of them and John was looking at her too. She looked completely sincere.

“Really?” John asked her, way less confused than I thought he would be.

“Come on, it’s not that big of a deal,” Lisa said flippantly.

John looked at her for another second and shrugged. “Whatever, have fun.” He ate some popcorn and turned back to the movie.

Lisa looked back at me, this time with a bit of a smirk and she raised her eyebrows waiting for a response.

“Uh, yeah?” I said, partially waiting for her to point and laugh right in my face.

“Cool!” she said excitedly.

My heart started pounding as she got off the couch and stood in front of me. She looked at me with a nice, friendly smile that looked oddly istanbul eskort platonic. I looked back at her with what must have been the dumbest look I’ve ever had, eyes wide and mouth slightly open.

She got on her knees and put her hand over the bulge in my pants. John is still eating popcorn and Leo is on screen behind her fucking someone in his office with Jonah Hill.

She grabbed the outline of my cock and made eye contact with me with a big smile. The room was dark but I could see the gleam from her piercing eyes and I was petrified. She pulled at my waistband and I lifted my butt up so she could pull my pants down.

“Ah, this is the best part!” she said as she grabbed the base my half-hard cock. “That moment where it’s growing and getting thick but hasn’t fully stood up yet. Where it’ll jiggle and fold and bend if I play with it,” she said, laughing as she swung my cock around by the base like a lasso.

That doesn’t last long because her warm hands on my cock made it stiffen up really quickly. “There we go,” she says as her laughs subside. I can’t help but think that my physical relationship with Lisa has just escalated from the occasional hug to her playing with my bare cock in front of John.

She decided to push that relationship further by wasting no time putting her mouth around my cock. She started sucking it at a quick tempo, sending chills up my spine to the back of my head and I could feel my neck getting hot. I glanced over at John, who was half watching the movie and half peaking at her slide her lips up and down my shaft. He looked totally ambivalent about the whole thing.

She started stroking my cock with her hands following her lips with each bob of her head, and her other hand was lightly squeezing my balls with the perfect amount of pressure. She went down deep until she had nearly all of it in her throat and shook her head when I hit her limit. She let out a small grunt before pulling her face off my dick, leaving behind thick strings of spit that she used to jerk me harder.

She laid my dick in her palm and started licking up and down my shaft from the base to the tip.

“This vein is so big!” she said as she flickered her tongue around my vein traveling up the length of my cock.

“Oh whoops,” she said as she got up off her knees, as though she forgot something. She took her tanktop off and tossed it on the ground, revealing those beautiful tits he had been watching all night and imagining ever since they left the gym. She stood there for just a moment while I got to soak in the image, and then she got right back down on her knees and put me back in her mouth.

She moved her mouth down to my balls and started swirling her tongue around my scrotum. She moved her hand around the head of my cock and started rotating her fingers around it. She caught me staring at her tits swinging by my knees and she smiled.

“Go ahead,” she said as she grabbed my hand and put it on her breast. It was the perfect size, just big enough to not fit fully in my hand, and her nipples were erect and pressed against my palm. I squeezed her tits and twisted her nipples between my fingers and I could feel her face shudder against my cock.

“Oh God, my nipples are sensitive,” she said, giggling. I squeezed her nipples a little harder and she moaned with my balls in her mouth. Then suddenly John reached over and grabbed her other nipple from around my leg. She moaned so loudly right into my balls that I could feel her warm mouth vibrating, and my whole body shuddered.

“You’re welcome, man,” John said, making us all laugh.

Lisa got up again and pulled her pants off. Of course, she wasn’t wearing any panties. She stood there for a second so that I could admire her perfectly trimmed pussy, lips already glistening.

Now she has both of our full attention as we both stare at her pornstar body. She gives us a second or two longer to soak it in, and then she puts her knee on the outside of mine. She puts her other knee outside my other knee, straddling my body. My cock brushed against her pussy and I could feel her wetness against my skin. Without saying a word, she reached down and grabbed my dick, rubbed it against her clit a few times, and then sat down all the way onto it.

“Oh fuck,” taksim eskort I moaned as I felt her warm, silky walls close around me. She smiled and started to wiggle her ass in my lap when I was all the way inside her. I looked up and down her amazing body as my cock throbbed inside of her, and I traced my gaze from her pussy to her eyes. When I looked at her face she gave me a devilish grin that drove me wild.

She put her hands on my shoulders and started slowly riding me, lifting her perfect ass up and dropping it back down along the shaft of my cock. I could feel her cheeks jiggle against my balls every time she descended and wished I had a better view of her ass. I grabbed and squeezed her soft, fat ass and she giggled while riding me harder.

She looked down at John while riding my cock and they made eye contact. He smiled at her and she leaned down and gave him a kiss while twerking her sexy ass on my cock. He gave her a spank and she bit her lip and turned back to me.

She looked down at me with a worried face. “Oh shit, can you see the movie?”

I forgot the movie was even on, I couldn’t have given less of a shit about whatever Leo was doing behind her. “Uhh, yeah you’re fine,” I said to get her focus back where it belonged.

“Ok good,” she said, as though it was a genuine concern of hers that she’d be blocking my view of the movie.

She bounced up and down a few more times and then lifted her knees off the couch. She stood up and turned around, showing me that perfect ass I had been wanting a better view of. She bent over, reached back between her legs for my cock, and guided herself down onto it while rubbing her clit with her other hand.

She started riding me facing the screen, and she turned around asked again if I could see alright. I was staring into her asshole as her cheeks parted every time she bounced on my dick, and I just said, “yep, still good.”

She bent over further and started twerking on my cock, keeping her legs still but flexing her butt cheeks so they started clapping. “I can never get this quite right,” she said while she kept trying to look like a rap video chick. I spanked her and said “no you’ve got it down pretty good.” She giggled and thanked me before getting back to riding me normally.

She kept watching the movie and sliding her pussy up and down my cock, sometimes playing with my balls and sometimes sitting in my lap because she was laughing too hard. She fell back into my chest laughing so hard at the infamous country club quaalude scene and her pussy clenched around my shaft with every belly laugh she let out.

As she got back up and started riding me again, I could feel my body tense up. “Uh, I think I’m getting close,” I said to her.

“Oh shit, I didn’t even think about that,” she said, still riding me. “Just tell me when you need to pull out.”

Hardly a minute later, my leg started quivering. “Oh shit,” I said. She giggled and hopped off of me, dropped to her knees and started jerkign me off. I began shooting cum into the air and the first rope hit her cheek before she aimed me down at her tits, smiling and laughing the whole time. John applauded her as she stroked every drop out of me and she squeezed my cock harder and harder to drain every bit of cum out of me and on to her swinging tits.

She gave one final squeeze up the length of my cock and used her thumb to wipe away the last drop that pushed its way out. “Whew, that was fun!” she said as she got up and leaned in to give me a quick kiss on the lips.

She walked over to the kitchen, and I could see her whole body sway and jiggle with each step, with a totally casual attitude and a complete confidence after having just left me sitting there, emptied and spent. She walked to the counter and grabbed a paper towel and she looked back at me, catching me staring at her in disbelief, my mouth stupidly agape.

She wiped off the bit of cum that hit her cheek and puts her finger in her mouth to taste it. “Hmm, not bad but you can do better than that, man!” she said playfully, with that same devilish smirk she drove me wild with earlier. She wiped off her face and tits with the paper towel and came back to the couch and sat naked next to John. He put his arm around her and she curled up into his side, while I laid there with my cock slumped over onto my thigh and still glistening.

“Love you, baby,” she said to John. “Love you too,” he replied.

We finished the rest of the movie, she walked back to John’s bedroom still naked, and I sat there in a daze until I passed out. What a fucking night.

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Jesus, what a let down. I’d met her about two days ago. I was having lunch with a buddy of mine in midtown. We were having our usual after lunch drinks and by the third martini a stunning blonde walked in with a friend. They sat a few seats away at the bar.

“Shit, she’s looking at you,” said Itai. “Say something.”

I glanced down the bar and sure enough this little blonde number with an adorable face framed with a cute little bob smiled at me. Itai, always the pal, did the right thing and started things off by falling on the grenade. He occupied the friend with casual banter making the object of my attention available for me to chat with. Two martinis later I had a phone number and a day after that a date scheduled.

My adulation lasted about twenty-four hours. We went for dinner and she couldn’t have been more of a bore. The thing that intrigued me about her most was the fact that she was the only person I’ve ever met that thinks of office management as a worthwhile career choice. Oh well, I guess I was in for the long haul. Hopefully I could just get out of this with a quick drink and curt “See ya when I see ya.”

The cab ride to 5th street consisted mainly of her expressing her distaste for my CD collection. Considering my tastes range from Weezer to Prokofiev I found this a bit disturbing. By the time we got to the bar I found myself wishing she had forgotten her ID so I could just walk her home and be done with it. But having no such luck we moved past the bouncer and got some seats at the bar.

The benefit of going to the same bar more than twice is that a good bartender begins to get an idea of how strong you need your drink mixed when he sees you. This was a good bartender and a very large Smirnoff martini was prepared for me soon after I sat down. My “date” ordered, of all things, a Midori sour and began to tell me all about what it takes to organize an office of twenty or so clerical workers. When she ordered another my hopes of a quick demise for this mortally wounded affair were dashed. The best thing about the situation was that my date apparently left her party bladder at home and needed to excuse herself to the bathroom halfway through her second drink.

I was giving serious thought to paying the tab and ditching to Itai’s place when I heard over my shoulder “I give you credit.”

I turned to see a reason to stay. She was about a head shorter than me with a smile that cut through the pall of cigarette smoke like a laser. Her thick, straight black hair was pulled back loosely into a ponytail. The way her calf length red dress draped off her shoulders added to the air of calm comfort about her. “I’d never be able to sit through that shit.”

I chuckled. It was the first time I’d smiled in the last four hours with succubus in the bathroom. She looked to her right end then winked at me before taking a seat a few stools away at the bar. My date had emerged from the women’s room and was heading back my way.

My night was looking much brighter. I kept pumping sugary drinks down my date’s throat encouraging her frequent trips to the can. The more she drank the more often she excused herself and the more opportunities I had to continue the wildly engrossing conversation I was having with the radiant woman four feet to my right. Topics ranged from music to movies to books to drug culture, everything. Punctuation came in the form of a sloppy drunk blonde culture sink as she staggered back and forth between the women’s room and the stool on my left. Two bathroom trips in she introduced herself as Millie.

During my date’s fifth trip to the bathroom I looked at şişli escort Miss Right and suggested we find another watering hole. “What, and just leave the poor thing here to fend for herself?” she asked with a grin. “How is she going to get home in that state? Is chivalry dead?” She had a point. Besides, it was way too much fun continuing to get to know her in this intermittent fashion. Something about having to be slick about it had so much appeal.

My date returned and ordered another Midori sour. Half way through it she looked a little unsteady and excused herself to the ladies room yet again. Millie watched her go. “She doesn’t look like she holds her booze too well.”

“I think you’re right,” I replied. “You think she’s okay?”

Millie looked back at me with a look that said “Who the fuck cares.” The grin on her face said nothing but mischief as she said “Well, we can always go and check.” I was way to curious to say no.

We headed back to the restrooms and Millie peeked into the ladies room before pulling me in behind her. I could see my date’s heavy soled Mary Janes in the first stall. Millie leaned in and whispered “It’s pretty quiet, she must be fine. Maybe we ought stick around just in case,” as she slid her hand around behind my neck and pulled my lips to hers. Her teeth bit lightly into my lower lip as she opened her big brown eyes and looked into mine. “I mean, you never know, she could be passed out in there.” We heard the toilet flush and dashed out the door giggling.

Back at the bar it was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud as my date returned and informed me about the couple that came into the bathroom while she was in there. “I think they were going to do it,” she slurred into my ear with a drunken grin. “I must have scared them off when I got up to leave. Can you believe it? They were gonna do it right there in the bathroom!”

“Oh?” Said I, “And what makes you think that?” I turned back to my drink and saw Millie holding back a chuckle.

“I heard them whispering and then I heard them kissing.” They way she spoke when she was drunk made me feel like a pedophile for being on a date with her. Luckily she seemed to be switching to water, which would have the same effect on her bladder but reduce the chances of anything truly unsavory happening. Soon enough she was headed back towards the bathroom.

Millie grabbed my hand as soon as my date had passed her and pulled me back towards the ladies room again. Again she peeked through the door before ushering me in. This time she went straight to the open stall next to my dates. Once inside she pulled me in against her and shut the door. Our lips met quickly and she guided my hand up over her breast. My free hand reached up behind her head and grabbed her ponytail as our tongues twisted. Her hands fumbled with my fly as my fingers tugged her dress down as I massaged her breast until her nipple popped free.

Millie moaned as I rolled her nipple between my fingertips. My date giggled in the next stall. Millie glanced quickly towards the divider before smiling at me. Knowing my date was listening turned her on. Her hand had now fully worked its way into my jeans and was stroking my cock. My knees buckled as she leaned forward and whispered “Fuck me while she listens.”

I spun her around as she hiked her dress up to expose her tight round ass. Bent over the toilet she reached back through her thighs and grabbed my shaft to guide into her. I ran my fingers along her wet crotch before peeling her panties aside to reveal the soaking pink folds she was pulling me towards. I beşiktaş eskort yanked on the ponytail wrapped around my fist as I sank into her, pulling her harder against me.

The situation of being in the otherwise occupied ladies room of a crowded Lower East Side bar eliminated all possibility of delicacy. Our goal at this point was strictly to fuck. I grunted as I thrusted into her. Millie yelped as her hips ground against mine. My date gasped in the next stall as she followed along with our every stroke.

The cold air against my slick member jolted me very quickly back to reality. I could hear the toilet in the next stall flushing as I watched Millie spin around. Her face was flushed and painted with satisfaction as she raised a finger admonishing me not to speak. “Wait ’til she leaves,” she mouthed before hustling quickly out of the stall and back into the bar. I took a moment to catch my breath and attempt to regain composure before stuffing my gear back into my pants. When I heard my date leave the bathroom I counted to 20 and walk as casually as I could considering the girl I was just buried in to the hilt pulled off and walked back to her seat.

Here’s something for everyone at home to try. Go to your local bar on a date and meet someone there. If you have to arrange for that special someone else ahead of time, by all means do so. When your date goes to the restroom, follow her in with your someone else and have sex in the next stall. Now for the hard part: stop before you’re done and try not to give it all away as you walk past your someone else on the way back to your seat. I deserved an award for that performance.

“I told you so!” flaunted my date when I returned.

“What are you talking about?” asked I.

“The couple that came into the bathroom last time?” She paused and waited for me to nod acknowledgement. “Well they came in again, and this time they were doin’ it!” She emphasized the last bit as if she had just proven the existence of God.

“Did you watch?” I teased.

“That’s gross!” she protested before switching back to Midori sours.

Soon enough our little pigeon was on her way back to the ladies room. I got up and followed Millie back without waiting for her prompting this time. We marched straight in guns blazing and into our stall. She turned around and reached for my pants but I had other plans, I didn’t really feel like being interrupted again. I kept my momentum moving forward and lifted her up and back against the wall. My hands went to her breasts as I dropped to me knees. She hiked her skirt up again and I was face to face with her neatly trimmed black bush. I was stunned for a second that she found the opportunity to remove her panties in between our visits to the restroom.

My astonishment was quickly overridden by the slow cooked lust that was now on the table. I could see rivulets of moisture glistening on Millie’s thighs as her scent hit my nose. I buried my face into her and burrowed my tongue as far into her sex as it would reach. She gasped and dug her fingernails into my scalp. Her reaction and the five or six vodka martinis in my system made me feel giddy and playfully menacing. I reached one hand around and gently squeezed her ass as the other crept up to her crotch. I withdrew my tongue and used it to lick lazy circles around her labia as my thumb prodded into her clit. I began to nip gently at her folds with my lips extracting a quick yelp every time flesh met flesh.

“Holy shit, that’s really fucking nice,” Millie gasped as she plateaued. I overcame my natural urge to drag things out as I realized fulya eskort once again that, unfortunately we were under the constraint of time. My mouth slid up to pull her clit between my lips as my thumb slipped into her tight canal. A low moan escaped her as her thighs tensed around my temples with her building orgasm. Her fingernails scraped violently over my scalp in time with the low moan she let out as her climax washed over her in earnest.

Now coming down from her orgasm her hands reached down under my chin and began to pull me up the along the long trek between her slim hips. My hands slid across her soft skin pulling her dress up over her breasts as I rose. “You know, if you weren’t such a droll little shit,” hearing this caused me to pause as I was kissing the tender spot between her breasts. I looked quizzically towards her face and saw her looking up. I turned my face in time to hear her finish as her supple hands once again extracted my cock from my jeans. “You would have just gotten some world class head.”

I followed her eyes and saw the flushed red face of my date peering over the divider watching us. The cat now out of the bag I winked at my date as I continued to slowly stand. My date faded out of view as my eyes closed when member, once again under the guidance of Millie’s soft hands, met her snatch and slipped between it’s soaked folds. I bit my lip and opened my eyes. I saw my date trembling with anger as I began to thrust slowly into Millie who was presses beneath me against the cool tile wall. I smiled at her and she curtly turned away and disappeared.

I turned back to Millie when she left. She threw her head back and laughed as she crossed her arms around behind my neck. When she stopped she lowered her gaze back to mine before leaning forward to run her tongue up my cheek. “All the time in the world now sailor, do your thing.” My arm reached around behind her back and held her tight against me as we thrusted together in the last stall of the ACE Bar ladies room. The thick soft hair pulled together into a loose ponytail fell to the middle of her back with her head tilted back. I grabbed it and coiled it around my fist giving light tugs, pulling her further down, and driving her further down onto my shaft.

She was amazing. Her tight, wet pussy pulsed rhythmically as we fucked. Her hands curled over my head as she leaned forward to kiss my ear. Her lips pulled away and she moaned long and low as the pulsing of her sex became more erratic and forceful. My hips pumped harder as she wrapped her leg around my waist and came loudly. She began to shiver as I continued to thrust into her now overly sensitive sex.

She kissed me deeply before pushing me back against the door of the stall forcing me out of her once again. Seeing the look of dismay on my face from being forced out of her a second time she took it upon herself to soothe me. “Hey, we just met, I can’t have you cumming inside me. Well, not in my pussy anyway. Don’t worry,” she continued as she slowly sank to sit on the toilet, “you’ve got yours coming.”

With that she leaned forward and kissed my pulsing cock before running her tongue up the length. Sensing my imminent orgasm her lips parted and she took my length effortlessly into her throat and began to swallow. I had been on the brink with the thrill of the whole experience and came immediately. She continued to swallow until my orgasm began to wane. She then leaned back and with just the head of my cock in her mouth stroked the length of my shaft, squeezing me dry.

My head thudded back against the steel door. When my eyes refocused she was calmly sitting in front of me reapplying her lipstick. When she was done she wrote her name and number on my abdomen with her lipstick before leaving yet another mark by kissing my navel with her freshly painted lips. “Just make sure you remember to call me. We’ll go get dinner sometime.”

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I looked at my watch to discover that it was Thursday at 10:00 am. I had really slept hard for the past six hours or so, but I awoke totally refreshed and ready for the day, until I turned over. I had expected to find Sandy in the birth with me, but she wasn’t there.

I quickly looked around the cabin and my eyes came to rest on the most erotic form I had ever seen. There, standing at the galley sink was the most beautifully built woman in the world wearing silver colored silk running shorts and t-shirt cut off just below the level of her breast. She obviously wasn’t wearing anything that would cause lines though her clothing. Her bottom was so firm that panties would have had difficulty making a line anyway. I could see the full, incredibly smooth, and full round of the bottoms of her breast under the t-shirt since I was laying lower that she was.

I watched her for a few moments. It was pleasing to see her stand on the teak deck with her left bare foot on the floor and her right foot on the inside of the left calf. I could see the muscle in the ass flex as she shifted slightly with the subtle roll of the boat. The position of her legs held the shorts open just enough that I thought I would get a good look at her vulva, but it didn’t open quite enough. I could feel the tightening in my groin as I thought about it.

I didn’t want to start this particular day off with a raging hard so I changed my thoughts and got up. I only had on my running shorts and no underwear so anything I did would be very obvious, in the way of an erection. I walked up behind her and she turned her head up and over her right shoulder to be kissed.

“I fixed your bathing suit.” She said as she handed the nylon shorts to me.

I liked the nylon because it would dry fast. I looked inside and found that the lining had been removed. It was done so cleanly that there wasn’t any evidence that it had ever been there. The shorts I had on were almost identical except the material. I looked back at her.

“You always have that monster of yours wadded up so tight it can’t be comfortable. I thought it was time for you to give it some freedom. Besides, when you get a hard-on it’s forced down and that’s not where it would like to be.” She said with a look of defiance.

“Alright, I’ll wear them. What the hell I don’t have anything to hide from you. Since you like it I don’t care what anyone else thinks. It’s amazing to me how many people think it’s wonderful to have a really big penis. They don’t realize the problems that come with it.” I said off handedly.

“What kind of problems?”

“Well, for one thing the head seems to be in the wrong position no matter where I put it. It rubs on the material of any pants I wear and causes it soreness and irritation that just gets worse and worse until something changes. Sometimes I can get rid of it by changing underwear. I always have it bent in some un-Godly manner that causes it to hurt like hell if is sit wrong or ride a bike for a long time or anything that can cause irritation makes the skin raw. Then it takes days and sometimes weeks to heal. The real problem is that I can’t solve the problem because what causes continues in another position. Then, there is always the pretty girl problem. Getting an erection with it bent is really painful.” I replied.

Sandy was laughing. “What’s so funny?” I asked feeling that she wasn’t taking me seriously.

“I should charge you a doctor’s fee. I fixed all of that with your new swim suit.” She replied with a chuckle. “I know what you mean about irritation. With the head of my clit outside the hood all of the time it rubs any material around it, whether it’s a bikini or a skirt. Then there is the problem of the ring. It causes so much sensitivity that when an irritation starts the sensation increases and walking becomes a chore.”

“The solution is simple.” I replied.

“What’s that?”

“No cloths. Maybe Sue has the same problem since she likes to be naked so much of the time.” I said.

“Pull your shorts down!” She ordered in a very hard and demanding voice.

I thought about it a moment and wondered if I had gotten into something I really didn’t want anything to do with. I had heard about dominant women who liked to punish men, and I wasn’t built that way. Any amorous thoughts I might have had immediately disappeared as I tried to get my rising anger under control. I didn’t like being ordered around. I had enough of that in the Navy.

“Please?” She asked in a tiny little voice. “Give me the benefit of the doubt and trust me.”

For whatever reason I did as I was told and pulled my shorts down. Sandy picked up a ruler from the counter top and held it alongside my penis.

“Ah, five inches flaccid. That means it should be about eight inches erect.” She said with a grin. “I’m sorry for the way I talked, but I had to get any thoughts of sex out of you mind, but just for the moment. I spent some time studying about men between the bad times and getting interested in you.”

“You did that. I was ready to fight. mecidiyeköy escort Do you mind it I put my pants back on now?”

“Only it you feel you have to. I like you naked. You have a really good build. After last night I wouldn’t think you had any modesty left with me.” She teased.

I reached over and picked up my altered swim trunks and slipped into them. They were very comfortable and adequately covered my genitals. I had to admit she had a good idea as long as I didn’t let my mind get the best of me.

“Let’s spend the day exploring. How’s that sound to you?” She suggested.

“Sure. What do you want to explore first?”

“How long your cock is when it’s really hard. Lay down on your back and I’ll start the exploration.”

Not only did I lie down, partially, I took back off my swim trunks. Sandy sat on her heels beside me and slowly slid her hand up and down the under side of my cock. It didn’t take long for it to react. She then leaned over and licked the same area she had just rubbed with her hand. I was ready to cum and it wasn’t even erect all the way.

Sandy watched it fill up and removed her tongue and her hand. I wanted more, not less. She pulled it straight up and pulled the skin down tight against the head. It felt great. She squeezed the shaft between her thumb and fingers testing for hardness. Then let it lay back down on my stomach.

I reached out to touch her breast, but she drew back so I got the point that she didn’t want them touched right then. I was starting to feel tortured. I wanted to know what she was intending to do to me. All I was interest is was that she got me off. She leaned over me, and without touching me with her hand put her mouth over the head of me from under the head, just touching the head and not the skin on the shaft. That was enough to drive a man crazy. She tested it with her fingers again and seemed satisfied.

“How long do you think it is?” I asked her.

Without saying anything she slid the ruler under it down to the base so that it was lying on top of the scale. “Wow! It’s just over ten inches.” She informed with a big grin on her face.

Sandy held the ruler against her stomach and slid the end into her shorts. When she had it in the position she wanted she put her finger where the ten-inch mark came. It wasn’t that much under her diaphragm. I wondered how she could breath with all that in her while we were making love.

Sandy put the ruler down and leaned back over the head. She put her mouth on the head and sucked it in. It filled her just short of stretching her jaws uncomfortably wide. Holding the whole head in the mouth she pulled it up straight so I could see it entering her mouth. I was just about out of control. I started bucking my hips trying to insert more of me in her mouth, but she rode with it and didn’t let me have any friction at all. She just sucked the head. She reached down and cupped my balls, giving them a light squeeze. I was ready to shoot, and she knew it. She took her mouth off the head and let it fall back to my stomach with a smack. I felt some disappointment in not shooting off in her mouth. I could feel the cum ready to let go, but not quite.

“I read that if a man is brought just to the point of ejaculation, and not allowed to do it that he will have a great deal more ejaculate when he comes later. I seems that this can be done several times to build up to a really large quantity of sperm. I want to explore that.” She said as she stood up beside me.

I sat up and put on my swimming shorts. My erection was extending well past the leg, but it wasn’t being held down. Instead the smooth material slide up it and let it have freedom. I was pleased to find that it was comfortable that way.

With Sandy standing in front of me I reached around her very firm butt and pulled her closer to me. I kissed her on the stomach, which resulted in a sharp intake of breath and a gentle pushing back of my head. I slipped my thumb and forefinger into the legs of her shorts on either side of the groin material. I immediately grabbed her clit ring between my fingers and just held it. It was obvious that her clit was extremely ridged. She held herself very still. I didn’t know if she were in pain or enjoying the sensation. I could feel her quiver and thought I felt her abominable muscles spasm, but I wasn’t sure.

A look at Sandy’s face was interesting. She had the tip of her tongue showing on her bottom teeth and her mouth open as though she were trying to get more air without being obvious. Then it struck me. She had just had an orgasm without any effort at all.

“No fair! I didn’t get a turn and you came without me even having a chance to play.” I complained.

“Don’t worry, I can do it again anytime I want.” She said while still gasping for air and tying to get her respiration under control.

Sandy moved to sit in my lap in a very loving way rather than being sexy. She kiss my lightly on the lips and said, “I love you. If you had three inches instead of ten maslak eskort that would be all right so long as they were our three inches. I’m glad you have a big one and it’s exciting, but that’s not what its all about. It’s being with you. Lets get our snorkeling gear and go ashore. I want to push the cooler so we’ll have cold drinks ashore. I should probably put in towels and a blanket too. I’m going to change to a bikini before we go.”

The Coleman cooler was filed with foam so it could float a large amount of weight and stay sealed at the same time. We put lunch and several ice cold beer in the cooler, covered it with ice from the icebox and then put a plastic bag over it to keep it separate from the clothing and towels we pack on top.

Sandy dove into the water from the cabin top and I lowered her gear down to her. Once she was ready I lowered the cooler to her and it floated about half way out of the water. I put on my gear and jumped in feet first holding my mask as I did.

Once in the water and adjusted to the coolness of the tropical Pacific we were on our way to shore. The surf was up a little from the night before so we had to be careful to get between the waves to keep them from pulling the cooler away from us and spilling the contents across the west end of Molokai.

At the shoreline we backed up the beach with our flippers still on. She was holding one handle and I the other. When we were above the high water mark we took the flippers off and carried the cooler to the base of the closest palm tree.

“Remember when you were chasing me yesterday?”

“How could I forget that?”

“Well, I found what looked like it might be a cave entrance covered with sand. It looks natural and the ocean piled up the sand. You want to check it out?”

“Sure. Let’s leave the cooler here and if it turns out to be anything we can come back for it. How far do you think it is from here?”

“Less than half a mile.” Sandy answered.

I had forgotten about sex for at least ten minutes or so. Following Sandy down the beach and watching that fine ass of hers work as she plowed though the soft coral sand reminded me. I loved the look of her back muscles rippling under the skin as she swung her arms to keep from falling when she stepped on a piece of lava rock or something sharp. I really did love her too, and not just for the sex, thought I had no intention of giving that up.

In about a half mile, as she had said, we came to a small cliff, no more than twenty feet high. At the bottom of the cliff was a dark slit that looked as though it might well be the opening to a cave. We were at least twenty feet above the ocean so we didn’t feel threatened by water intrusion.

With much excitement we got on our hands and knees in front of the opening to look inside. There was a fresh breeze flowing out of the hole as we looked in. We both started pulling the sand out of the opening with our bare hands. The sand was soft and smooth with no rocks to jam our fingers on so it didn’t take very long to get an opening large enough to crawl into the cave.

I went in first and found a rather large opening. It dropped down from where we were digging for about four feet and at that point was large enough to stand up. I helped Sandy through the hold and she was delighted with our find. The cave tapered to the surface about twenty-five feet shoreward of where we were, and that was where the breeze was coming from.

“Let’s fix the front so no one will notice that we’re in here.” Sandy suggested.

We went back out and smoother the sand down where it had piled from our efforts. Then we put several fairly large rocks about three feet out form the opening, hoping the black of the cave would blend in with the rocks.

Once the entrance was secured Sandy kind of swept out the rocks on the floor and as she said, tidied up the place.

We drifted back to the shoreline on our way back to where we left the cooler. The tidal pools in the lava rocks immediately absorbed our attention. We just made our way along the shore from one tidal pool to another. We were close to each other and frequently made body contact just doing what we were without thoughts of much of anything other than the glory of the day.

We came to a pool that was slightly larger than the others. As usual, when we came near the pool all the fish ran for hiding. In the bottom of that pool was a lobster. We had a lot of fun making fun of the poor hapless creature who had gotten himself land locked in a tidal pool. We took time to wonder how he had gotten there and finally decided to catch him and put him back in the ocean. He was only about four inches long, not counting the antenna.

Deciding to catch the spiny creature and doing it proved to be two different things entirely. The bottom of the pool was covered with sea anemones and seaweed, which made it very slippery. We dodged and grabbed, but the creature really wanted to be left alone and shot itself out of our reach no matter what we did.

“I think fatih eskort he wants to live here.” Sandy said.

“Yea, at least it’s free from predators, except us, and it seems to be able to handle us with ease. Let’s go.” I replied.

We recovered the cooler and hauled it up the beach together. It was fun and we were acting like a couple of kids playing at picnicking. After getting the cooled in the cave we returned to the tidal pools, not yet willing to give up the adventure.

We continued down the beach looking pool after pool until we were about even with a larger and somewhat deeper pool. In that pool we saw a small octopus scurry under a rock in the center of the pool. We had to stop and watch.

The shoreward side of the pool was sand right up to the edge of the pool. We lay on our stomachs and waited. After ten or fifteen minutes we were rewarded by the appearance of a small tentacle from under the rock. First there was one, than there were two, then there was a bulb, which indicated that the animal was coming out. Sandy put her fingers in the water and wiggled them back and forth. Little by little the octopus came out from under his rock and moved across the bottom toward the wiggling fingers.

I put my hand in the small of her back to touch her while she was playing in the water. She was hot to the touch and moist from a light coat of perspiration. She was so smooth to touch that I couldn’t help running my hand down her back and over her bottom. She pretended not to notice.

I turned back to watch the octopus and found that it was only a couple of inches from touching Sandy’s fingers. It was wiggling a tentacle toward her finger and inching forward with the other seven legs at the same time. It finally touched Sandy. She jumped and the octopus ran back to his hole. We both broke out laughing. So much work and patience had been given for that one little touch. I removed my hand and started to rise on all fours to get up.

Sandy rolled partially over and then on impulse reached over and slid her hand inside of my shorts leg. She curled her fingers around my tentacle and gave it a light tug without saying a word. She looked me in the eye to see what my reaction would be then got up. Without a word she went back to the cave. By the time I arrives she had spread out the blanket with the towels as padding to make a comfortable spot to sit. She was beautiful sitting cross-legged Indian style on the blanket. I sat down in front of her in the same position. It didn’t take long for us to be giggling and joking about the love affair she had with an octopus. I told her that the tentacle it had touched her with was the one that contained its sex organ. She was giddy over the whole thing, especially being scared when it touched her.

I was sitting there watching her as her breast moved in the bikini top, all the time growing more and more curious about the nipple rings I could see making an impression on the thin shiny material. She noticed me looking and put her hands on the blanket behind her and leaned back. That made a beautiful pose and I told her so. Her breasts were standing out proud and firm with their hard nipples pressing against the material of her bikini top.

I scooted a little closer until our knees touched. I reached over, leaning forward and put my hands around her back. It was an easy matter to untie the bow that held the top on. Once released her breast shuttered like they had been touched with an ice cube. They stood full and proud with the nipples at full attention and the gold rings through each nipple lying on the smooth flesh below the areolas.

I reached toward her breasts as though I were going to touch the rings, but at the last minute didn’t. I had seen her take a deep breath in anticipation of the touching. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her closer so that we could lean in and kiss. She and I immediately began playing with each other’s tongue.

I moved back and eased my trunks down over my butt and started pulling them off. Her eyes were focused on the waistband as it slid down and started exposing part of my cock. As she could see the shaft appearing she licked her lips with her eyes never leaving my groin. She reached over and caught the waist of the shorts and pulled them down, but didn’t quite get them past the head of the monster. I pulled them the rest of the way off. My cock was very hard and very heavy. In the position I was in it lay on the blanket pointed straight at her.

Sandy put her knees together and pulled her bikini bottoms off in one motion. It was obvious how wet she was as she lifted off the blanket and her honey leaked out of her onto the blanket, filling the air with the sweetness of her arousal. I loved that aroma.

I put my legs on the inside of her knees and she didn’t resist when I spread her legs apart. I pulled her toward me until the head of my dick was pushing into her entrance. She lifted up just a little so that her pussy was sitting right over the head. It was a wonderful feeling.

I put my legs out straight so she cold slide toward me a little further. When she did I pulled up on the shaft of my cock near her and the head slid into her opening with a tight stretching feeling. It wasn’t the best angle to get deep penetration, but for a couple of inches she was in ecstasy.

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Sunday, the day of the musical in which Billie’s best friend Marianne sang a solo, was a whirlwind of activity. There was little “time” for Corky to be alone with Billie, or talk to her privately. They had breakfast, went to church, attended the matinee, met Marianne, had a late family meal, and finally Billie’s parents drove them back to the city, saving them bus fare, and ensuring that Billie met her check in deadline at the nurses’ residence.

There was an interesting exchange after breakfast and before church. Corky and Billie were already dressed, and Mother and Daddy excused themselves to go upstairs and get ready. They were running late.

“Hey, Romeo, you took my panties last night,” Billie said coyly, once they were alone, “remember?”

“Oh, yes,” Corky replied, “I remember all right.”

“That was so sweet of you,” she continued, “but now I need them back.”

“I’m crushed,” Corky complained.

“Maybe you could have them another time,” Billie said, “but, how can I say this? Today I need them.”

“You mean you need them more than I do?” Corky inquired.

Giggling, Billie said, “If you weren’t blind, I would flash you right now.”

“You mean?” he asked.

“Want to peek?” she teased.

Corky went to her, and she quickly lifted her skirt up to her waist. He found her stocking clad legs, followed them upward, and sure enough, she was naked above their tops. He followed the sweep of her bare ass and hips up to the waistband inside her elevated skirt, then made a playful pass over her belly and pubic hair. At that point she firmly lowered the skirt, interrupting his scan.

“That’s enough for now!” she said, “We better not start something we won’t have time to finish!”

“Would you really rather go to church than get sexy?” Corky joked.

“No,” she said, “but I will anyway. Sometimes you got to do your duty first, and play later. And YOUR duty, sir, is to give me back my panties, right now! You don’t want me to go to church without my panties on, do you?”

“I wouldn’t mind. Do you think God would?” Corky asked.

“It’s not you or God I’m worried about,” she said, “it’s the horny old minister and all those choir boys full of hormones. And mother! She would KNOW, believe me!”

“Okay, okay, I give up,” Corky joked. “I’ll go get them”

Billie followed Corky to the guest room, and when he got the panties and offered them to her, she said, “Not so fast! You took them off of me last night, so I think you should put them back on me again. That would only be fair.”

“Oh, no!” Corky moaned, “Not another ‘lesson’ so early in the morning!”

“If you do it one foot at a time,” she hinted, “it’s easy, you’ll see.”

Corky studied the flimsy garment, and from the cut of its lower portion, figured out which was the front and which the back. There is more room in the back for her ass, he reasoned.

Billie slid out of her shoes as Corky squatted in front of her. She raised one foot, balancing with her hands on Corky’s head. He slipped the panties over her raised foot. She lowered it, raised the other, and he slipped them over that foot too. Then he grasped the waistband, and slid the panties snugly into place. Billie sighed with pleasure and approval as he gently stroked her panty covered pussy before finishing.

The interlude ended abruptly when Mother and Daddy descended the stairs, and the family left for church and the balance of the busy day.

At the matinee later, Corky admired Billie’s friend Marianne’s lovely voice. After the program, Billie found their way to Marianne, and introduced Corky. There were pleasantries and congratulations all around, and then Marianne said, “I hope Billie is being good to you. If she isn’t, you just let me know, all right?”

“That’s a deal,” Corky said. “But she’s been good to me so far. At least she was until this morning.”

“Oh?” Marianne asked, “Until this morning?”

Billie replied, “He’s just unhappy because I made him put my panties on before we went to church.”

“You’re kidding me, right?” Marianne said. “You mean you actually wore her panties to church?”

“No, no,” Corky laughed, “she didn’t make me put them on myself.”

“I see! This gets more interesting by the minute!” Marianne said. “You two better tell me all about it or I’ll die!”

“Hey, don’t die,” Billie laughed, “it only seemed fair. After all, he took them off of me last night, so why shouldn’t he have to put them back on me this morning?”

“Oh my!” said Marianne. “We got to have another pajama party, girl, so you can fill me in!”

“That would be so fun!” Billie said, and they all three hugged and said their farewells.

Only twenty four hours earlier, hugging two such friendly girls at once would have terrified Corky, but now he was a new person. His recent intimacy with Billie encouraged him to compare the two, and the three-way hug was the perfect opportunity. If Billie was five foot three, Marianne must be maybe five foot five or six. She was also more slender bostancı escort than Billie, slightly less bosomy than Billie with her gorgeous 36 C’s, and had longer hair that fell just below her shoulders. He had the sudden realization that if Marianne were a blonde, then these two lovelies could be an incarnation of his dream time playmates, and with that thought, he blushed. He would bet anything that she was a blonde.

While waiting for Billie’s father to arrive with the car, Corky said, “I guess you two really are bosom buddies, and share everything.”

“We’ve always been real close,” Billie replied, “and have always shared important things, boy things, girl things, and ‘boy and girl’ things too. Would it upset you if she and I shared about you and me?”

“No, of course not, that’s between you two,” Corky said, “but I’d just feel better if I knew what’s shared and what’s not.”

“When it comes to Marianne,” Billie replied, “the safest thing is just assume it’s shared. You two just have to get to know each other, and like each other, that’s all there is to it.”

“Let’s work on it,” Corky said, “I’m game if she is. She’s a blonde, right?”

“Are you sure you’re blind, you stinker?” Billie teased. “Have you been pulling my leg all this time?”

“No,” he laughed, “but if it would make you happy, …”

During the two day visit, Corky was constantly impressed with how easily Billie and her parents dealt with his blindness. Mother and Daddy took their cues from Billie, who was a model of acceptance and comfort. No indication of pity or over protectiveness, no morbid curiosity, no smarmy bullshit about being brave, no thinly disguised references to “God’s will,” etc. Corky found himself, if anything, even more comfortable with them than with his own family.

The drive back to the city was interesting too. Corky and Billie shared the back seat of the car, while Mother and Daddy shared the front with Daddy driving, Conversation was sporadic, occasionally “public” for all to hear, and occasionally “private” and spoken softly. They held hands, and Billie rested her head on Corky’s shoulder from time to time, but any further intimacy seemed unwise. Damn those rear view mirrors, anyway!

Whispering, Billie asked, “What were you going to do with my panties if you kept them?”

“I’m not sure,” Corky whispered in reply, “it was just a whim. I apologize.”

“You ‘college boys’ don’t have a trophy room or anything kinky like that?” she teased.

“Some might,” he replied, “but your panties are nobody’s business but mine, and yours, of course.”

“Would you keep them private?” she continued.

“Very private.” he replied.

“Would they make you think of me,” she asked, “and remind you to call me once in a while?”

“As if I’d need reminding,” he replied. “You gave me more than your panties last night, you showed me things I’ll always remember.”

“me too,” Billie whispered, “but we got more to give each other, and show each other, you know.”

“if we were truly alone,” he said, “I’d be up for a rerun right now, maybe with variations.”

“Always variations,” she replied. “One thing I want is some day to take you in my mouth when you are totally soft, not expecting it, and make you come alive right there, and just stay with you all the way.”

“Hold that thought,” Corky moaned, “because I sure will.”

“Look, William,” Mother said, “I think they’ve fallen asleep back there.”

“Now, Polly,” William replied, “you just help me keep an eye out for that route 20 intersection. It’s awful easy to miss, you know.”

It was two days later when Corky called. “Hi teacher, it’s me,” he said when Billie finally came to the phone.

“Corky!” she replied, “I thought it might be you. I’m so glad you called.”

“Did you think I wouldn’t?” Corky asked.

“Well, a girl just never knows these days,” she replied. “I guess you got home okay the other night?” she asked coyly, “with the present I gave you?”

“I still can’t believe you slipped your panties off right there on the porch while we were saying good night,” Corky admitted.

Billie giggled, and said, “You’d be surprised what goes on out there on the porch sometimes, or maybe you wouldn’t.”

“Nothing surprises me lately. Hey listen, Billie, I was hoping we could get together,” Corky suggested.

” “Me too,” she replied, “I might just have some terrific news.”

“That’s great, and I might just have some too. Tomorrow or Thursday?” Corky asked.

“Tomorrow is better, because it’s sooner,” Billie said. “Oh Corky, I miss you, damn it!”

“I miss you too, Billie,” Corky replied with some emotion.

Wednesday found them at Lum Fung’s, their favorite Chinese restaurant. “I think this is our booth,” Billie commented, “where we were the first time.”

“A lot has happened since then,” Corky said, “seems like.”

“To us, anyway,” Billie said. “So what’s this terrific news you have?”

“You beykoz escort first,” Corky replied, “you have some news too, right?”

“Well,” she said, “it’s like this.”

Their lively exchange was hard to follow. They did not exactly both talk at the same time, but each had important news to share, and they took turns telling parts of their stories, until finally, each was fully told. What they told was this:

Corky visited the Dean of Students at the college about his dormitory arrangements. He explained that as a blind student, he had a great need for space and privacy. He had numerous machines to assist his studies, e.g. tape recorders, braille writers, Talking Book machine, and in addition his braille books were unusually bulky. Furthermore, he often worked with readers, who were fellow students hired by him, or who volunteered to read for him, and his dormitory room was the only place those sessions could conveniently take place. They could not read aloud in the library, for instance, and all his writing tools and recording devices were in his room. Corky explained that this meant that his room mate was put at a considerable inconvenience, and while Harry was a good sport and had not complained, he was nevertheless compelled to make himself scarce for Corky’s sake, and Corky felt bad about that.

The Dean was surprised to hear this, and was sympathetic to Corky’s plight. He suggested that Corky needed a different living arrangement than a shared dorm room, and suggested that he consider living instead in one of the units reserved for married students. They were in an apartment block on campus, but with individual entrances facing the adjoining city street. There was one unit available that was too small for a couple, particularly a couple with a child, or one on the way, and perhaps it would meet Corky’s needs. It was a two room apartment with a small kitchenette and bathroom, and if Corky could manage finding his way to and from the place, he could live there instead of the dormitory.

So, the bottom line, Corky would soon be moving into his own place!

Billie’s story involved Marianne’s Aunt Carolyn, only ten years her senior, a nurse herself, who was also Billie’s supervisor during her first year training at Willis hospital. It seems that Aunt Carolyn had taken a liking to Billie, since she was super serious about her studies, was racking up good grades and top evaluations, and anyway, she knew her through her niece, Marianne. It seemed that Aunt Carolyn was about to leave for a five day Pediatric Nursing conference in Boston, and asked Billie if she would look in on her apartment over the weekend, bring in the mail, make sure everything was okay, make it appear to be lived in for security reasons, and so on. Billie said she would love to, but she had already used up her once a month overnight, so the best she could do was bring in the mail. Aunt Carolyn, bless her, arranged for an extra overnight for Billie so she could stay at the apartment. In fact, Aunt Carolyn suggested that maybe Marianne’s parents would let her come down for the weekend too, so Billie wouldn’t have to be there alone.

So, the bottom line, Billie had another overnight Saturday, and a place to spend it with privacy, and maybe her best friend Marianne would be her only companion.

“Unless,” Billie said, “unless maybe you could get away too, and we could kind of keep house together this weekend? or, you know, whatever?”

“Wow, Billie! For sure!” Corky exclaimed. “The part about ‘whatever’ sounds great! Do you mean keep house for two, or for three?”

“Well it’s still iffy about Marianne, so let’s say it’s at least two, counting you, and maybe three, who knows?”

And suddenly the future seemed to open wide with possibilities. An un-chaperoned weekend with Billie, and soon afterward a place of his own where she might be persuaded to spend some “quality time.”

“Pretty soon,” Billie said with a giggle, “when you call me, or I call you, we’ll be able to say ‘How about it, baby, your place or mine?’ just like Humphrey Bogart.”

“That’s rich,” Corky replied. “You seem to be good at one nighters, and I seem to be good at long term stuff.”

Growing serious, Billie said, “Long term stuff could be a problem, you know.”

“How so?” Corky asked in alarm. “I never asked if there’s someone else.”

“No, no one else,” Billie replied, “but nursing has to come first for me, and there won’t be a lot of time to play, especially overnight. Before long you’ll want someone with more time for you.”

“we each have an important ‘front burner’ thing to do,” Corky said, “and it just has to be easier if we had each other to be a little crazy with, even if it’s only once in a while.”

“So every time,” Billie said coyly, “we’ll be absolutely starved and ravenous for touching, right?”

“We’ll never get tired of it,” Corky agreed, “the only thing is, … “

“Yes?” Billie prompted.

“I’m uncomfortable with kurtköy escort some things being off limit,” he blurted.

“To tell you the truth,” Billie confessed, “I am too, I mean with you, especially if we’re talking long term, so let’s just play it by ear.”

By now they were holding hands across the table, and gripping each other firmly. After a moment of wordless sharing, Corky lightened the tone with his best Bogart imitation, “Well then, how about it, baby, your place or mine?”

Laughing, Billie replied, “Well answer me this, do you have a key yet?”

“Well no, not yet,” he replied, “it might be a couple of weeks until they get the place ready and I round up furniture for it.”

“Well then,” Billie continued, “it’s my place, because I already have a key and I’m not about to wait a couple of weeks to get my paws on you!”

When the waiter brought their check, Billie took it, saying, “This one is on me, you got it last time, remember?”

“Okay, thanks,” Corky said, “but I want to show you something with this Fortune Cookie before we leave. Tell me if you see what I see here.”

He Carefully tore open the paper that wrapped the Fortune Cookie, and holding the folded delicacy carefully by its two ends, pulled them apart snapping it cleanly in two. He pulled the paper message from the half to which it clung, slid it across the table for Billie to see, then placed the two halves of the broken cookie with their flattest surfaces down, and their pointed ends toward Billie.

“Tell me what you see here,” Corky asked.

“Well, let’s see,” Billie began, and considered for moment. “Oh, Corky! I see it too! They look like to little pussies, shaved clean, their lips all closed up tight! Makes you want to pet them, or lick them, or pry them open with your finger! That’s so naughty! I love it!”

While walking back later, hand in hand, intoxicated on each other and the future, they made their weekend plans. Billie had only from noon Saturday to noon Sunday. She suggested they make dinner and watch some videos, but she would have to pick things up at the store, so as not to dip into Aunt Carolyn’s supply.

“I never asked,” she said, “do you ever watch videos or go to the movies?”

“Sometimes,” Corky said, “some of them are easy to follow, but others are harder, unless I am with someone and I can ask questions.”

“Good,” she replied. “Marianne says her aunt has a really interesting collection of videos, so we won’t have to rent any.”

“Will we be seeing Marianne?” Corky asked.

“Could be,” Billie said evasively. After some moments of silence, she continued, “You know, that Fortune Cookie thing got me to thinking.”

“”You mean the twin pussy thing?” Corky asked.

“Yes, that’s a good one, the twin pussy thing. But I was thinking about us for the long term, you know?”

“Not sure I follow you,” Corky commented.

“Well, look, it’s like this. I’m still a little worried you’re going to need more than I can give you. Not that I wouldn’t want to or anything, but this nursing thing is a bitch on your love life, you know. So I was thinking, there’s only one person in the whole world that I wouldn’t be jealous of if you needed to, you know,. branch out or something? And if you did, she wouldn’t be jealous of my still being in the picture sometimes, too.”

“You’re talking about Marianne?” Corky suggested.

“Yeah, Marianne,” Billie acknowledged.

“You’re suggesting that you and Marianne might be a ‘twin pussy thing’ for me?” he asked incredulously.

“Does that upset you?” Billie asked with concern.

“No, it surprises me though,” he replied. “What does Marianne think about this?”

“I never said a word to her about it,” Billie said. “I just now thought of it. But I’m just saying, if it happened to go that way, it might be sort of like keeping it in the family.”

“Well, I’ll tell you what,” Corky said, “if I ever can’t stand waiting for you, I’ll give Marianne a call.”

“Oh, Corky,” Billie said nervously, “I’m scared. I don’t want to lose you, and I don’t want to lose Marianne, and I want to be the best damn nurse there is, and I’m scared I can’t do it all.”

They stopped walking, embraced each other, and Billie wept on Corky’s shoulder.

“Billie, Billie, Billie,” Corky said softly, if Marianne loves you half as much as I do, you can have us both, and become a fucking brain surgeon too, if that’s what you want to do. Dry your tears and trust me, and trust Marianne, and for pity sake trust yourself.”

“One more thing,” said Billie, sniffling. “I don’t want to be your teacher any more. Please don’t call me ‘teacher’, okay?”

“Sure,” Corky said, “no problem. But help me understand this. What’s wrong with being my ‘teacher’? I thought it was pretty neat, myself.”

“Just look at us,” Billie continued, “I’m a basket case. I’m falling apart, and you’re putting me back together. You don’t need a teacher, what you need is a girlfriend, and I want to be your fucking girlfriend, you wonderful idiot, not your teacher!”

“I think that can be arranged,” Corky murmured, as their lips met and they shared a deep kiss, oblivious of the curious pedestrians passing them by.

It was Friday night and Billie had Marianne on the phone. “So now what do I do?” she begged. “Just tell me, what the fuck do I do now?”

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This story is 100% true, only the girl’s name has been changed. Enjoy!

*

Four words come to mind when I think of Kassandra, stupid closet case slut.

During the summer of 2011, I was surfing dating websites looking for some pussy when I came across Kassandra. Her profile was full of bullshit about loving her family and wanting to find prince charming. It screamed “please take advantage of me” so I did.

I prefer girls who are either ugly or look like pure garbage since they are easy to fuck; Kassandra was an exception to that rule though. She had big green eyes, bleach blonde hair, and nice straight teeth. Her teeth were a huge plus since most skanks have busted grills.

We sent emails back and forth for a few weeks. I started to believe getting laid by her might be impossible. All she ever wrote about was starting a family and wanting a sweet man who loves animals. I literally lost my appetite after reading some of the crap she wrote.

Normally, I wouldn’t deal with that type of clinger but I had just broken up with a plumper so I wanted a bitch with a nice body. Kassandra gladly gave me her phone number after our email relationship peaked. We set up a date during the first call. I reread her profile trying to decide how long it would take to screw her. I assumed it would take at least a month, but I wasn’t sure. It became clear after reading her profile for the tenth time that I needed expert advice… Todd.

He had just returned from Korea. He traveled there to teach little bastards how to speak English. He went there for a job, but his real motivation was to seduce women overseas. It was a lucky coincidence that he had returned to America the same week I was supposed to meet Kassandra face to face.

Todd “Yep, she’s not gonna fuck you on the first date. She’s a four date minimum at least.”

I sighed sadly. The date was scheduled, and she was too hot to ditch without a try. Besides, I always love proving Todd wrong. He figured it may take a normal guy three months. I’m not normal. I was determined to bang her on the first date.

On the day of the date, I made her drive to come see me. Bitches aren’t worth the effort unless I’m sure they will fuck. The only thing I did to prepare for her was masturbate so I could focus. It’s a trick learned a long time ago.

Over 90% of bitches online are not what they seem. They either weigh 40 more pounds than their pictures suggest or have some weird birth defect; so I was nervous Kassandra was going to be gruesome in person. I braced myself for the worst, but it wasn’t needed. She looked great when she got out of a shitty pink PT Cruiser. A red tube top squeezed her tits together making her cleavage burst over the top. I don’t remember what else she was wearing since I couldn’t stop staring at her knockers.

I gave Todd $20 to go drink at the bar in case I needed the apartment to myself. After he took the money I went to meet my victim. We did introductions then climbed into my Camaro and drove to an Irish pub down the street.

The problems started five minutes after we sat down to eat. The dumb bitch waited until after we ordered drinks to tell me her family hated Irish food. I really wanted to tell her that her family should be raped for not loving good cooking.

Dustin “Want to go somewhere else instead?”

Kassandra “No, that’s okay. I’ll find something to eat.”

Her snide tone changed my goal for the evening. My first goal was to get laid; however, it quickly changed to a new goal of making her regret ever meeting me.

During dinner, Kassandra would not shut up. It was absolutely impossible to enjoy my delicious steak when she wouldn’t stop talking about her stupid family. Apparently, her daddy ataşehir escort never taught her proper table manners. When a man is eating, shut up!

She talked about love and saving herself for marriage. The only funny thing she said was how she wanted someone under 23 years old. Guess she didn’t know I was 29. Oh well, I don’t mind lying about my age to get laid. The only time she stopped talking was when she was texting on her phone. It was easy to tell that she liked me a lot. I, on the other hand, was miserable and ready for the date to end.

Kassandra “What should we do next?”

Dustin “Well I’m going to the bar to watch the NBA playoffs. I would invite you but you’re not old enough for the bar.”

Insulting comments like that usually get a girl to end the date. However, Kassandra was too dumb to get the hint.

Kassandra “Why don’t we get some beer and go to your place?”

Dustin “Sounds good, let me go to the bathroom first.”

I went to the bathroom and called Todd while I took a piss.

Dustin “Dude, she wants to come back to the apartment. Could you clean it up and get out?”

Todd “Sweet, so it’s going good?”

Dustin “No dude, this bitch sucks.”

Todd “Well fuck her then ditch her.”

I hung up then finished peeing while I planned on how to get her naked as quickly as possible.

The first hour was really boring when we got back to the apartment. I kept pounding beers while Kassandra insisted on showing me music videos on her smart phone. It pissed me off because the music sucked and her screen was small. The worst part of the situation is that she moved away anytime I got close.

Todd could tell I was incredibly frustrated when he came back home two hours later. He cracked open a beer and told dead baby jokes, since he knew that would cheer me up. Kassandra’s facial expression conveyed disgust. After he finished grossing her out, he started flirting with her. Todd is so talented with bitches that she started to show her crazy side despite his nasty jokes and dirty mouth. I figured I wasn’t going to get laid, so I started texting Todd secretly telling him to help me kick her out. That bastard didn’t do anything I asked.

Todd “Is your mom hot and kinky?”

Kassandra “Eww, that’s my mom!”

Todd “Well since you’re taken I might as well go after your mom.”

Kassandra “Who says I taken?”

Todd “Well if you aren’t taken we should hang out some time.”

Kassandra “I’m with your best friend!”

Todd “Would you fuck my best friend?”

I expected her to instantly say no, but her hesitation and response was way better.

Kassandra “I guess for the right price.”

Todd “The right price? Would you fuck him while I videotaped it for $100?”

Kassandra “Yes!”

His simple question turned the entire night around.

Dustin “Would you really?”

Kassandra “I need the money and you’re cute.”

Todd “Okay, I’m going to the ATM right now.”

Before he could reach the door she stopped him with a typical bullshit girl excuse.

Kassandra “We can’t tonight, I’m on my period.”

It’s hard to count all the times girls have lied about being on their period to get out of anything sexual. We called her a liar and gave her a hard time while she tried to be a tease.

Kassandra “I’m so crazy that you probably couldn’t handle me anyways.”

Dustin “There is only one way to settle this, play truth or dare.”

Let me enlighten you about a simple truth or dare fact. It’s incredibly lame, but it will get any stupid girl naked within 15 minutes. Todd and I are truth or dare geniuses. The way to get a girl naked and fuck by maltepe escort playing truth or dare is simple, be on the same page as your friend.

Todd “Truth or dare, Kassandra?”

Kassandra “Truth.”

Todd “How many guys have you been with?”

Kassandra “18, I think.”

Whoa, we have a closet case slut ladies and gentlemen. 18 men in 20 years? Just my type of girl! So much for saving yourself for marriage, whore.

Dustin “Okay, Kassandra truth or dare?”

Kassandra “I just went!”

Todd “Yeah, that’s why it’s Dustin’s turn.”

Kassandra “Oh, okay. Truth, I guess.”

Wow, bitches are stupid.

Dustin “Have you ever had a threesome?”

Kassandra “No, but I like girls.”

Todd “Okay, Kassandra truth or dare?”

Kassandra “Hey, when do I get a chance to ask?”

Dustin “When you don’t get asked.”

See dumbasses? That’s teamwork.

Kassandra “Truth.”

Todd “C’mon, stop being lame.”

Kassandra “Fine, dare then.”

She was so defiant that she didn’t even realize we were playing her into a corner; psychology at its finest.

Todd “I dare you to make out with Dustin.”

Kassandra “Fine, that’s not bad at all.”

The dares started to build up after we kissed and didn’t take long before she is down to her panties straddling my lap.

Todd took the hint and silently disappeared while I worked my magic. When Todd finally walked back into the living room he stood beside her rubbing his crotch. Porn stars should take lessons from his dumbass, because Kassandra grabbed his jeans and undid them without saying a word.

Game over, we win.

I pulled her panties off while she gave Todd oral. Unfortunately, she wasn’t lying about being on her period, because the tampon strings showed. She stopped sucking Todd’s dick and looked at me.

Kassandra “Should we stop?”

Dustin “I’m down if you are.”

Like a true slut, she pulled out the tampon right in front of us. She didn’t even have enough self respect to go to the bathroom. She threw it on the floor and tried to cover it with her panties.

I earned another set of red wings while Todd got head. I didn’t give her oral for long though. Kassandra had an enormous clit that grossed me out more than the blood did. Piece of advice, always look before you lick.

Dustin “Let’s take this into the bedroom. The couch is too small.”

She got up and followed Todd to the bedroom like a good little whore. I knew my air mattress probably couldn’t hold three people, but I was willing to take the risk. I lagged behind giving my cock a pep talk since it seemed too shy to dance. Todd threw her on the inflatable bed and went to town raw dog.

I desperately stared at her beautiful body trying to get hard. Flashbacks of the swingers’ club burst into my mind making me panic. I tried to calm down because I knew Todd would insult me if I backed out. I rubbed my dick eagerly but it didn’t move at all.

Dustin “I’ll be right back.”

I walked into the kitchen and chugged a glass of water trying to get my senses back to normal. Todd plowed into her while I walked around the apartment trying to man up. I decided I would do whatever it took to screw her. While I was pacing I saw something that brightened my mood. Kassandra’s panties were thrown carelessly next to the couch. Why not get a souvenir? I hid them behind the couch cushions while laughing at her stupidity. It turned out that laughter was the best medicine; because I looked down to see my little buddy wide awake.

Todd was pulling her hair fucking her doggy when I walked back into the bedroom. I almost puked when I looked down and saw all pendik escort of the blood. The gore was everywhere. It was even on her feet. Neither one of them seemed to notice. They were obviously enjoying the sex too much to care. Finally, she said something I’m sure Todd has never heard before.

Kassandra “We have to stop. You’re too big. It’s really starting to hurt.”

Todd “Fine.”

He left go of her hair and pushed her onto the bed. He stood up and left acting like she didn’t even exist in his world anymore. She watched him leave with a sad expression then glanced at me seductively.

Kassandra “Why did you leave, do I not turn you on?”

Looking into her eyes made me realize why I was having problems staying hard around her. I didn’t have condoms and her vagina screamed Herpes. It was my penis’s way of saying I should stop and think. After a brief moment of thought, I decided to nail her anyways. Besides, if I catch something Todd will catch it too. Then we can both suffer. After that realization, I didn’t have a problem plowing her without a rubber.

I grabbed her and kissed her passionately. Yes, I know Todd’s dick had been in her mouth. I made a mistake. I was in the moment. Fuck you.

We had sex until I got bored. Eventually, I pulled my blood covered cock out and shot a load onto her stomach. I didn’t care about porn starring her; I really only wanted to please myself. Kassandra sat up swiping her hand through my cum then she shoved my white babies into her mouth. She licked her lips after she sucked her fingers clean.

Todd walked back into the room as I started to get dressed.

Todd “Have fun?”

Dustin “Yeah, I’m tired.”

We stumbled back into the living room exhausted from our naughty adventure.

She got dressed but couldn’t find her panties.

Todd “Don’t worry about them. We can find them in the morning.”

Kassandra “Promise?”

Todd “Sure if it will shut you up.”

I was exhausted when I flopped back onto the air mattress a few minutes later. Surprisingly, it didn’t pop from all of the weight. As I started to fall asleep, Kassandra came into my bedroom and started talking. That bitch refused to shut up. She began telling me how much she liked me and all that other shit girls talk about after sex. I wanted to kick her out and make her sleep with Todd, but I knew he wouldn’t be as kind as me. After an hour of pillow talk, she stopped and I fell asleep. I don’t understand why girls like to cuddle after sex and tell us all of their problems. They should know men get tired and don’t care.

The next morning, I woke up on a flat air mattress. She didn’t seem to mind considering she was snoring loudly. Todd was already awake when I walked into the living room. We laughed about Kassandra until she woke up. Todd graciously volunteered to get rid of her once she was dressed. I just sat back and waited for the show to begin. Eventually, she came out of my bedroom and joined us.

Todd “Is your grandma hot? Will she put out?”

Kassandra “My grandma is dead and I don’t know my other one.”

Todd “Well tell me where she’s buried. I’ll go dig her up and give her the best fuck she’s ever had.”

He continued to ask her insulting questions for an hour before she got the hint. I decided to end it when she started yelling.

Dustin “Dude, let’s go eat.”

Todd “Sure, bye Kassandra.”

Neither one of us invited her to go.

Todd “If we find your nasty underwear we’ll mail it to you.”

She looked livid while we walked out the door. I gave her a kiss good bye knowing she wasn’t happy about getting ditched before breakfast.

I still haven’t decided what to do with her panties. Right now they’re hanging from the ceiling in my apartment with several others I have collected from various skanks. I think I might just put them on a blow up doll then send her a picture.

Kassandra was truly a nasty, annoying skank. It just goes to show how some girls may look like respectable women, but they might turn out to be closet case sluts!

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Still sitting across from me with his cock in his hand my boss looked up and down my body. I still had my arms crossed over my chest as I breathed hard and slow, a knot forming deep in my stomach. “I have been waiting for the right moment.” he said with a sneer.

“You think I didn’t notice all the times you have worn low cut tops, teasing all the male workers with those huge tits of yours. All the times you snuck off to the bathroom to pleasure yourself during work, I’ve heard your moans through the bathroom stalls. Finally I have caught you in a compromising position.” He smiled a crooked smile.

All I could think was what was he going to do with me? Should I participate or try to run? After all it would be my word against his. I decided to feel out the situation. Still sitting in the chair, my boss looked at me. “Drop your arms and let me see those tits” he commanded.

I looked around the room, you were still standing behind me. “Don’t look at him, look at me! He isn’t going to be able to help you. He is going to help me use your body.”

I looked at my boss and said “No, that I was leaving.”

“Well if you do that, then I guess I will be posting this little episode up for everyone to see.” he warned.

“There aren’t cameras in the office!” I scoffed trying to make my way to my desk.

“Oh but there is.” he said cunningly. “You see this ordinary looking plant, well there is a camera in it and it has recorded everything you have done!”

Hugging my arms tighter across my chest, he started to replay the footage of the last few hours. I saw myself pleasing you, getting pleased, and getting fucked on the counter. I heard my moans of pleasure and saw the ecstasy on my face. “Now do as I said and let me see those tits!” His tone was calm, collective, but firm. I had no choice, it was either give into his demands or face the embarrassment that video would cause, not to mention all the consequences that would follow.

Reluctantly I dropped my arms, putting my full breasts on display for my boss. “Touch them, get those nipples nice and hard for us!” He directed his gaze towards you. “Grab a chair and sit next to me, enjoy the show.” he said with excitement.

Quickly you do as asked, I can see that your cock has returned back to its erect state. I started to rub and pinch my nipples. I squeezed and mashed my breasts together, trying to make my nipples hard.

As I was doing this my boss removed his tie and shirt. There where now two naked men in front of me watching me play with my boobs. I noticed that my boss had started to jerk himself off. I also noticed that you had started sliding your hands up and down your cock. I cursed my body as it started to react. Touching myself while two men masturbated in front of me was really turning me on. I could feel my pussy getting wet and it started to throb. My nipples became atakent escort erect and swollen.

“Remove your skirt!” my boss commanded. I slid the skirt down my legs and stepped out of it. There I stood totally naked and on display, I looked over at the camera.

“It is on!” my boss barked. “I’m using it as insurance so you can’t use this against me. Now be a good girl and touch yourself. I want you to masturbate so you are nice and wet for us to play with!” I hesitantly slid my hands down my torso until I reached my pussy. I slid one hand up and down my pussy lips while my other was squeezing and pinching my right breast. I took my index finger and started to rub my clit.

Making contact with it sent shocks through my body. I could not believe that I was actually enjoying this. Trying not to think about it I moved my other hand down and spread my pussy lips open, giving a full view to them. I was already dripping, my juices running down my legs. I started to rub my clit faster in a circular motion.

I moved my other hand to the entrance of my pussy and started to work two fingers inside of it. Pulling them in and out, as I rubbed my clit. My breathing quickened and I started to moan and rock against my own touch. I was going to cum soon, but suddenly I felt my arms being pulled back. My boss had moved behind me, holding my hands behind my back with one of his hands.

As my boss held me in place. I felt his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks, slightly pressing into my ass. “Go ahead do as you please.” He was laughing as I tried to wiggle free. Quickly you stood up and placed your hands on my swollen nipples. I felt you press your lips into my neck. Nibbling at the soft flesh.

Little gasps left my mouth as you moved your mouth to my left nipple and gently bit it. I shook a little, not knowing if it was from my boss’s cock twitching at my asshole or your gentle nibbles on my chest. My boss grabbed his tie and tied my hands back. I heard him licking his fingers. Using his spit as lube, I felt him circle my asshole getting it wet.

Meanwhile you had moved down my body and started to rub my pussy lips. Suddenly you got up and went across the room. I watched as you went to my desk and retrieved a hand held stapler. I felt you part my pussy lips and push it all the way into my wet hole. I let out a sharp moan. I didn’t expect you to push it in so hard and fast. You started to work the stapler in and out of my dripping pussy with one hand while the other gripped my breast.

I let out another groan, only this time it was from my boss pushing his finger into my ass. His other hand had reached around to my other breast, squeezing and pinching it. My legs were shaking as I was made to stand. With both my holes being worked and two different touches on my breasts I started to convulse beykent escort with pleasure as I started to cum.

As I started to settle down, my boss pushed me to my knees. He released my hands and pushed me towards you. I was now on all fours on the floor. “Suck his cock, now!” my boss belted out.

I looked up at you and without hesitation and started to slide your cock between my lips. Bobbing my head up and down on your cock, I started licking your shaft and playing with your balls in my hands. Being distracted with your cock, I felt a tongue slide deep into my pussy.

I heard my boss slurping and sucking on my pussy, his hands grabbing and pinching my ass. I went back to sucking you. You reached up and grabbed my hair, pulling me all the way down on your cock. I gagged, but you held my head there as you thrusted your cock deep into my throat.

As my boss was sucking my clit, he had started to slide his fingers in and out of my pussy. Trying to keep up with your rhythm, I screamed onto your cock as another orgasm ripped through me. The vibrations from my mouth had an effect on you, and you started squirting in my mouth. I felt your hot cum sliding down my throat. I couldn’t swallow it all, leaking some from my mouth and onto my chest.

I looked up to see that you were still hard. I felt a tugging on my torso and my boss quickly stood me up and turned me around, so my ass was facing you. “We are just getting started,” he moaned.

I could see that he was hard. Re-tying my hands to the front of me, he wrapped his arms around me. Kicking my legs apart with his feet, he sat me down on your cock. I instantly felt the penetration. My breath caught in my throat at the sensation of your cock in my pussy. I could feel my pussy being stretched around your shaft to accommodate the thickness.

My boss started to grab and grope my breasts as you started to fuck me hard. Roughly he started sucking on my boobs, sucking my entire breast into his mouth while squeezing the other, I heard the slapping of our thighs and the wet sliding sound of your cock moving in and out of my pussy. I could feel another orgasm building. As I bounced up and down on your shaft my boss slid his cock between my breasts thrusting it up towards my face. He gripped my boobs hard and squeezed them around his dick. They where still wet with the your cum I had dribbled out of my mouth.

“Lick my dick,” my boss grunted. I dropped my head down and started to tongue the tip of his dick, toying with the sensitive hole at the top. I felt the head of my boss’s cock begin to swell with my tongue. Cum had started to leak out of it. After I few minutes my boss pulled his cock from my breasts and vigorously started to work his shaft up and down with his hand. The other hand grabbed onto my hair, holding my head back. I was büyükçekmece escort forced to watch as he sprayed his cum into my open mouth, the extra running down my chin and neck.

Moments later you erupted into my pussy, shooting your hot load deep inside of me. I came equally as hard, my pussy gripping onto your cock, contracting and squeezing all around the girth of it. My hot juices leaked onto your cock. It was soaked with a mixture of both of our juices. Panting and grunting came from all directions.

My boss untied my hands and sat down next to you, looking up he instructed me to stroke both of you at the same. I had your cock in one hand and his cock in the other. I started to pump. Up and down, slow at first and then faster and faster. Both cocks were drenched with cum, more oozing out and onto my hands. Within minutes you where both hard again.

I took the cum that oozed onto my hands and started to rub them across my nipples. After, I grabbed my right breast with both my hands and brought it to my mouth. I started to suck the combination juices off my boob. It was sticky, warm, and salty. “Time for the finale!” my boss said.

With both of your cocks ready for more I saw a lustful glint in both of your eyes. I was put on all fours again. My boss slid under me and you came up behind me. I felt you move your hands to my pussy to collect some of my juices. You started to rub them on my tight asshole. Wide eyed I looked down at my boss to see him positioning his cock to the entrance of my pussy.

I took a deep breath and yelped as I felt your big cock, start to penetrate my ass. Moments later I felt my boss’s cock thrust deep inside my pussy. I couldn’t move. I was paralyzed with surprise. After the initial shock, instinct started to take over. I started to rock back into you. As you pulled out, I would thrust onto my boss. I started to grunt and whine with pleasure. I heard moans and growls from both my boss, and you. Faster and faster we started to move. I could feel my ass and my pussy contracting and squeezing the hard rods inside me. I felt you reach around to my clit, feverishly rubbing it. My boss had moved his hands to my breasts cupping and sucking them.

I felt both cocks jerk and spasm inside of me. I started to cum all over my boss’s cock. Pussy juice running down his shaft. At that moment I felt two hot squirts of cum. You came so much that it was dripping from my ass and leaking onto the cock inside my pussy. I felt my boss cum inside me. As he pulled out, a mixture of all three of our juices went running down my pussy and onto the floor leaving behind a noticeable stain. You pulled your cock from my ass. I slid down and laid on the floor. “Clean our cocks, my boss said, breathing heavily.

I rolled over and cleaned, first your cock, running my tongue up and down your soft flesh. I did the same to my boss’s softening member. As I regained my breath I got up to retrieve my clothes. As you left the office, you wrote your number down across my wrist. As I started for the door I heard my boss mutter . “Make sure you come In early tomorrow, we have some things to discuss.” I left for home wondering what would happen next and what needed to be discussed.

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Shortly after Cindi and I first got married, we would on occasion talk about having a threesome or swapping with her best friend and her boyfriend. I will admit that I sometimes brought the idea up, but Cindi also raised the subject too. One of the things Cindi pointed out to me one time when she raised the subject was that it would be easier for one woman to satisfy two men than it would be for one man to satisfy two women. (If you don’t know by now, Cindi is not bi or bi-curious, so having her doing anything with another woman, or having another woman doing anything with Cindi was out of the question.)

Several weeks later, after a long day of lovemaking and hardcore fucking, Cindi brought the subject of a threesome up again, so I asked her if she really wanted to have one. She looked at me and asked me if I wanted it. I told her that I wanted to know what she wanted, so she told me that she wouldn’t mind having one. At that point I asked her who she would like to have the threesome with.

After a few minutes, she asked what I thought about asking my best buddy, Jay, to join us. I thought about it and told her that I thought that Jay may get a little freaked about it if I asked him outright, so we would have to go about it in a roundabout way.

Cindi thought about it for a while then started pitching an idea to me. She said we could start with her asking for a massage and while I was massaging her, she would have to remove she clothes, one piece at a time and let things go naturally. While she was telling me her idea, she started stroking my cock which, along with her talking about the threesome, helped me to get hard again. I asked her what we would do if either one of us decided we didn’t really want it. She told me we could make up some kind of verbal signal if we wanted to back out of it. As she was telling me this, she climbed on top of me and took my hard cock into her pussy and began to slowly ride my cock, which she knew drove me crazy. I was enjoying Cindi slowly fucking herself on my cock and playing with her ample tits, sucking the hard nipples while we finished coming up with the plan for our first threesome.

When the plan was complete, she looked me in the eyes and told me to fuck her hard and fast. I got her on her hands and knees and pounded her pussy doggy-style until we came together and fell to the mattress exhausted.

Now let me tell you a bit about Jay. He was about the same height and build as me, but he was blonde. I had known Jay for over a year and we were really good friends. I was the one who Jay always told whether he had gotten laid or not, or when he hadn’t gotten laid in quite a while and really needed to get laid.

A couple of months had passed since Cindi and I had come up with the plan and I was beginning to wonder if Cindi really planned on going through with it or if it was just pillow talk to get each other excited, but I let it go without asking about it. Then one day, Cindi had been drinking a bit and she asked if I felt like going to find Jay and bring him out to the house, so I said fine and headed to the barracks looking

for Jay.

When I got there, I was told he was out in town at one of the bars, so I went to the bar and picked him out and took him to my house. He was almost at the point of getting sloppy drunk, but I didn’t worry about that. When we arrived at the house, the three of us talked and joked for a while and everything was cool. At one point, Cindi got up, went into the bedroom and came back out a few minutes later, and I instantly noticed she had removed her bra because her nipples were poking out, but I didn’t really think anything of it yet. A few minutes later, Cindi stretched out on the couch on her stomach and put her feet on Jay’s lap, but he wasn’t giving it any thought at all. We continued talking and Cindi asked me to make her a

good STIFF drink, putting emphasis on the word stiff. Again, I didn’t think anything of it, so I made her a drink and gave it to her.

When she finished the drink, she said that her back was hurting a bit and asked me if I would mind massaging her back. At this point, I had Jay move to my chair as Cindi could stretch out better and I could massage her back. When I started, Cindi told me to massage under her shirt, so I slid my hands under her shirt and went back to work trying to ease the tension in her back. I was still clueless of her intentions. As I worked my magic, Cindi asked me to massage higher up her back, which of course I did.

As I worked my hands higher and higher, her shirt slid up, or at some points, had to be pulled up her body. Then she asked me to go get the massage oil to allow her to enjoy it more.

I returned with a bottle of massage oil and a large towel for her to lie on so the oil wouldn’t stain the couch. Soon her shirt esenyurt escort was barely covering her large breasts and she asked me to massage her shoulders and neck. Now, it had struck me what was happening and where she was going with all this. I told her that she would have to remove her shirt in order for me to do as she asked. She looked over at Jay and asked if he would mind if she took her shirt off to allow me to continue massaging her. Jay said “No”, so Cindi stood up, which really wasn’t totally necessary, but allowed Jay a great view of her large tits and hard nipples.

When Cindi laid back down, I worked her shoulders and neck just like she asked, until she

directed me to work my way back down to her lower back. When I got down to the waistband of her pants, she told me to continue even lower, so I scooted her jeans down as far as I could. Cindi turned her head to look at me and asked if I would mind massaging her legs also. By the look in her eyes, I could tell she was soaking wet and ready for a good hard fucking from two cocks, so I took her cue and stated that she would have to remove her pants for a good leg massage. She turned back to Jay and asked again if he minded.

Jay hesitated a moment but finally said “No”. So Cindi jumped up off the couch, giving Jay another great look at her tits and dropped her jeans. Jay and I were both surprised to find out that she wasn’t wearing any panties and she had shaved her pussy clean. After a slight delay, she resumed her position on the

couch, but as I began working on her legs, I told her there wasn’t enough room on the couch to get to the legs well, and recommended she move to the floor.

She stood back up and I put the towel down on the floor for her and she grabbed a couple of pillows from the bedroom and when she laid down, she arranged herself with her feet pointing directly at Jay. At first I didn’t understand why she did it, but as I started massaging her legs down towards her feet, I realized she positioned herself so that as she spread her legs to give me access to them, Jay would get a look up her legs to her wet pussy. I have to give credit to my wife for thinking this through very carefully. As I worked my way up her legs, she spread them more and more. She also started moaning softly the closer I got to the center of her heat.

Without looking, I could tell that Jay was staring at her pussy and getting very turned on. I worked my way up to her thighs and her moaning was getting louder. When I got to her mid thigh, I noticed her stomach, and in turn her pussy, was rising up off the floor, and I could see her juices running down her slit.

I was kind of shocked when Cindi asked Jay to sit on the floor by her head and talk to her when we both knew that he really wanted to look at her pussy, but I didn’t raise any objection. Jay, being a guest, did what was asked of him. When he sat near her face, she asked him if he had any problems with

anything. I could tell me had a hard time answering, but I paid no mind to it, I just kept on massaging Cindi, working my way up to her ass. As I massaged her ass, her moans got really loud, letting me know just how turned on she was, and she was raising her ass so high up that she was almost on her hands and knees. I told this opportunity to run a finger down the crack of her ass to play with her crinkled rosebud from time

to time.

I knew it was going to be a really wild night when I felt her push her ass back against my finger to increase the pressure on it. I decided to go for broke and slowly worked my finger up inside her tight asshole and move it around. Cindi allowed me to have my fun for a few minutes before she moved forward until she dislodged my finger from her ass. Cindi looked up at Jay and asked if it was ok for her to roll over. Jay said nothing but Cindi just rolled over and invited Jay to massage her chest while I worked her legs.

Jay’s hands instantly went to Cindi’s tits, grabbing and mauling them, so I told Jay to be gentle with them, and told him that she really enjoyed having her nipples pinched, pulled and tweaked gently. Jay took my direction and began giving Cindi all the nipple play she could handle. Within seconds, Cindi had moved her hand to rub Jay’s cock through his jeans, but that didn’t last long. Cindi wasn’t satisfied with

rubbing Jay’s cock through his pants for very long, so she unzipped his pants, pulled them down and took his cock into her hand so she could stroke the full length of his shaft. I decided it was time for me to enjoy myself too, so I crawled between Cindi’s legs and started to lap up all the juices flowing out of her pussy. I

kept my eyes locked on the action taking place in front of me as I licked her tasty pussy, başakşehir escort darting my tongue inside from time to time.

I damn near came when I watched Cindi take Jay’s cock into her mouth and pulled him deep into her mouth. She even put one of her hands on his ass to get more of his cock into her hungry mouth. Within minutes, Cindi had her first orgasm from me licking her pussy and tongue-fucking it. I gave Cindi a couple of minutes to recover, even though she was still sucking Jay’s cock, before I started licking her clit, which brought her to another climax within minutes. Cindi knew what was going to cum next because she

spread her legs even wider to allow me to slide a finger inside her pussy so I could rub her G-spot. When I heard Cindi moaning wildly around Jay’s cock, I wrapped my tongue around Cindi’s clit like a straw and began to suckle it, which I knew would bring Cindi to an intense orgasm. When that intense orgasm hit her, Jay’s cock fell out of Cindi’s mouth.

I had moved between Cindi’s legs so I could slide my cock deep into her pussy, but Cindi suggested that Jay and I switch positions before I could get my cock into her. Jay and I quickly switched places and I willingly feed my cock into Cindi’s greedy mouth and played with her nipples as I watched Jay go down on my wife. Soon I felt the familiar boiling in my balls, indicating that I was close to cumming, but I

didn’t want to cum just yet, so I pulled my cock out of Cindi’s mouth and moved so she could lick and suck on my balls, which I really enjoy. I took the time to savor the scene playing out in front of me, barely able to believe it was really happening, but relishing it all the same.

I guess Jay didn’t have the oral talents that I have, because after only a few minutes, Cindi was asking if we would switch positions again, telling me she really wanted to feel my cock inside of her. Once I was between her legs, I waited until I saw her take Jay’s cock back into her mouth, then I rubbed the head of my cock up and down the length of her slit, getting it nice and wet before sinking it down into the hot wet hole I love so much. Once I was fully impaled inside her, I held myself there, letting the wet velvety feeling bathing my cock while her muscles rippled along the shaft. It was only when I felt Cindi rocking her hips that I started the old familiar in and out motion we both craved. I had been pumping in and out for a few

minutes when I decided to get a closer look at my wife sucking on my best friend’s cock. I leaned down, close to her ear and told her that I loved watching her suck another man’s cock, and then I kissed her on the neck. As I kissed her, I could feel the muscles in her neck tensing and relaxing as she worked the shaft in her mouth. Then I lowered my head to her breasts and took a hard nipple between my lips and suckled it lovingly.

After many long minutes of plowing in and out of Cindi’s wonderful pussy, Jay spoke up for the first time, saying he wanted to feel what Cindi’s pussy felt like. Reluctantly, I released the nipple in my mouth and slowly withdrew my rock hard pole from the heavenly sheath it was in, making way for Jay. I moved up to play with Cindi’s nipples and was quite pleasantly surprised when Cindi grabbed my ball sac

and guided me into her mouth. I have known that Cindi does not like the taste of her own juices almost as long as I have known Cindi, but I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut and enjoy it for all it was worth.

Unfortunately, this rare pleasure didn’t last nearly long enough. Cindi took her mouth off my cock and asked me to get a condom for Jay, stating that she didn’t want to have to worry about “accidents”. I quickly got up and headed for the bedroom, understanding the importance of the matter. When I returned to the living room, Cindi once again had Jay’s cock in her mouth, which meant for the second time in one night

Cindi was licking and sucking her own juices off a man’s hardened meat. I handed the condom to Jay and told him to put it on before he enters her pussy again.

Looking down at my wife, an idea popped into my mind that Cindi and I had never discussed

when we were planning, but since boundaries were being crossed without thought, I threw caution to the wind and sat down on the couch and asked Cindi to come join me. She got up off the floor and was going to sit beside me until I pulled her right in front of me and told her to turn around. She instantly got the idea, even though it was not exactly what I was thinking. Cindi gripped my throbbing member and guided it into

her waiting pussy, and commenced riding me. I called Jay over, checked to make sure he was still hard, and then told him to put the condom on, since he was küçükçekmece escort still hard. I grabbed Cindi’s hips and stopped her and raised her hips until my cock was out of her pussy, then I grabbed my cock and moved it back and inch or so. When Cindi felt the hard head touching her asshole, she shivered, but did not make any effort to stop me. Slowly Cindi lowered her weight down until the head of my cock entered her tightest hole. I

reached around her to gently rub her clit while she continued lowering herself until her full weight was on me and my shaft was fully inside her asshole. I moved my hand down from Cindi’s clit to part her pussy lips and invited Jay to enter her there.

We ran into a little problem then, because with Cindi on my lap, she pussy was too high for Jay to penetrate very well, so we grabbed the unused cushions off the couch and the pillows Cindi had brought out of the bedroom and stacked them in front of us, until Jay was at the right level to fuck Cindi’s pussy. I remained still at first, allowing Cindi to get used to the feeling of having two hard cocks in her at the same time. I decided to play with her nipples in order to make this more enjoyable for Cindi. I was able to feel Jay going in and out of Cindi’s pussy through the thin membrane that separated her holes, which I found to be a new and thrilling sensation.

When my arousal got too intense, I grabbed Cindi’s hips and raised her up just enough for me to slowly start sliding in and out. From the way Cindi was moaning, I thought she was finding this to be as exciting as I found it. I felt Cindi’s muscles contract and release a few times during all this, leading me to believe she was having multiple orgasms. Then I felt Jay start to throb inside Cindi and I knew he was about to explode, so I thrust myself into her as deeply as I could and waited for Jay to finish cumming.

When Jay pulled out, Cindi stood up, turned to me and whispered into my ear that her asshole was ready for a good hard pounding. Smiling like a fool, I asked her how she wanted it. She said she wanted it doggy-style, so I got off the couch and let her assume her position so that I could assume my position behind her.

Cindi guided my cock back into her loosened asshole and told me she was ready. Holding her by the hips, I pounded her ass harder than I had ever done before. I was actually afraid I was going to hurt her, but she was thrusting her ass back onto my cock just as hard as I was thrusting into her.

After all the action I had so far that night, I knew I wouldn’t last long, but I wanted to enjoy it as long as possible. When I felt Cindi’s sphincter muscles tighten around my shaft, I could not hold back any more and we came together. We stayed right there, panting and sweating until my cock softened and popped out of her ass. We looked at Jay and realized he was about to fall asleep, so we straightened up the living room and headed to bed.

Cindi and I were snuggling in bed, talking about how everything went when she told me she really thought Jay had been a virgin. I asked her why she thought that and she told me how he was too rough when he was eating her pussy and he fumbled around when he was trying to enter her pussy. She told me that she had to guide him into her pussy every time. She told me that she had an extremely intense anal orgasm at the very end. She went so far as to tell me that if I could get hard again, she wouldn’t mind

taking me in her ass again, right away. I decided to push my luck and said that if she took me into her mouth, I felt fairly confident I would get hard for her. Laughing, she told me that I was lucky that she sucked my cock after it had been inside her pussy, but I wasn’t going to be lucky enough to have her suck my cock after it had been inside her ass. “Go wash up” she ordered.

When I came back, cock all clean, I found Cindi laying across the bed with her head hanging over the far edge. She had gotten her favorite toys out and placed them beside her. When I had reached the far edge of the bed, she took me in her mouth, and then started to use her toys on her pussy and clit. I looked up and realized she positioned herself so that I could watch the toys going in and out of her pussy in the dresser mirror. Cindi knew how much it turned me on to watch that and I was hard again within a minute.

Then Cindi spit my cock out, gave my balls a quick suck then got back on her hands and knees, offering her ass to me. I noticed there was some of my cum still oozing out of her ass as I prepare to enter her ass again. When I was completely buried in her ass again, she told me to wait a minute. Cindi grabbed her vibrating eggs and slipped them inside her pussy and switched them on. The vibrations felt great against my cock and had her moaning like crazy. I gave her ass one nice spank then went to town fucking that ass for the second time in one night. Cindi came twice before I exploded deep inside her ass for the second time that night.

We fell asleep all snuggled up and fully satisfied, and I remember thinking that since things had gone so well, it would probably be something we would do again, hopefully soon.

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Whenever I’m in London, I always make it a point to stop in to one of my favorite private clubs called Ally’s Place. I had been in town on business for the past two days without a break and now, finally, my cab was pulling up the driveway to Ally’s Place and my blood pumped just a little bit faster knowing what was waiting for me inside.

The club was situated about an hour’s drive from London and consisted of a large mansion isolated from view on 250 acres of forest land. I paid the cabbie and was greeted at the door by a very pretty young lady who was wearing a black lace French maid’s outfit which revealed enough of her beautiful body to make my cock stir. When I gave her my name and asked for Ally, she smiled and asked me to follow her and, after closing the door, turned to lead me inside.

As she turned, I saw that her costume had absolutely no back at all and her gorgeous ass and back were entirely exposed. I found it difficult to tear my eyes from her ass as it moved so sexily with each step she took and I was almost disappointed when she knocked on Ally’s door and held it open for me to enter.

Ally was wearing a very revealing dressing gown and a wide smile as we hugged each other in greeting. She looked like a gorgeous blonde Amazon since she was tall and big boned with large, full breasts and a great pair of legs. Her warm body felt very comfortable and I felt my cock twitch a little in anticipation as I ran my hands over her sexy ass. She covered my crotch with her hand and felt my organ rapidly rising to the occasion as she squeezed it and mentioned that she hadn’t had it inside of her in a long time and was looking forward to it.

Ally and her husband, Paul, had always loved sex and made it their primary hobby almost from the first days of their marriage. Paul was a successful lawyer who chucked his law practice to open this private club with Ally a few years ago and is now making as much money as he had been before and enjoying it more. They had quite a few of England’s most prominent couples as charter members and many visitors from around the world who had heard of the magnificent facilities and activities available at this most private and exclusive club for sex. The club was open to couples and singles mostly although occasionally a group of 10 or so couples would come in to spend a weekend from somewhere in the world.

Ally took my hand and led me down the hall to a huge and comfortably furnished room where there were about ten couples and some singles all socializing while some were engaged in various acts of sex. Ally asked if I see anyone I’d particularly like to meet and I told her that I could see a few right off but that I was really looking forward to being with her, and possibly Paul before joining the party. She led me down a long hallway and into her bedroom, closing the door behind us and melting into my arms as I just naturally reached for her and we met in a warm soul kiss while I felt her flesh through the thin silk fabric. I started to undress and watched as Ally stripped off her gown and spread out on the huge bed flat on her back with her legs seductively parted so that I could see her labia parting to reveal her pink passage.

The sight of this gorgeous woman on her back with her legs spread wide for me had my organ hard as a rock in a flash. I removed my shorts and my cock literally sprang out and cleaved the air before me as I approached her and settled myself comfortably between her sexy thighs and gazed at her spread. She was slightly overweight but, if anything, it made her even more sexy since she was so curvaceous. Her full, shapely thighs framed her beautiful cunt and asshole and I couldn’t resist any longer and leaned forward to taste her sweet juices and breathe in the heady aroma which made my cock want to burst.

I brushed my lips across her swollen labia and licked them before sliding my tongue between them seeking the source of her delicious juices. I took her cuntflesh in my mouth and sucked deeply while licking the sweet flesh trying to get more of her fluids. Then I felt her twisting around and it wasn’t long before I felt her warm, hungry mouth all over my thick shaft and tight, full balls. I was in heaven, not only because of the delicious cunt I was sucking, but also because of what Ally was doing to my shaft and I lost myself totally in pleasure and wanted the feelings to continue without end. We sucked each other for some time before I felt my orgasm rapidly approach as her mouth was fastened to the head of my cock and she sucked deeply on the crown while sliding a finger in my asshole. I moved up her wet slit until I reached her erect clitoris and put my lips around it while teasing it lightly with the tip of my tongue. Then I sucked it into my mouth just as I began to spurt jets of hot sperm into Ally’s hungry mouth.

As the first of the creamy liquid shot into her mouth, I felt her body tense and her orgasm hit her hard as she held my head firmly to avcılar escort her cunt and twisted and moaned in passion. I was rewarded with a copious flow of her love juices as I was pumping the last of mine into her and we kept our lips right where they were for a long time after our spasms ended. We rested a while and had some cold drinks to refresh ourselves and Ally got me caught up on all the action at her club since I was last there.

After conversing a while, Ally picked up the phone and asked that Maria be sent to her room immediately. She looked at me and smiled as she told me that I was in for a very pleasant surprise. A moment later there was a knock on the door and when Ally answered, it opened to reveal an extremely beautiful dark haired girl with enormous breasts wearing a black lace teddy. Ally asked her to come in and close the door behind her and strip so that she could introduce her properly. I watched with keen interest as the gorgeous young woman slipped off her teddy and stood before me totally nude. My eyes roamed all over her magnificent body and I noted that every part of her was perfection personified. Her breasts were very large but very firm and were capped by huge rosettes with enormous nipples. Her stomach was slightly rounded and led my gaze down to her swollen mound which was completely hairless revealing her slit which disappeared between her sexy thighs.

Ally asked her to turn around slowly and I noted with interest her sensational ass which was full and firm and caused my organ to twitch in anticipation. She told me that Maria was from Rome and had recently joined their staff immediately becoming the most popular hostess in the club. Maria was looking at me with a sort of Mona Lisa smile on her face as she came over to the bed and leaned forward to run her tongue over my balls and semi erect penis. She knew exactly how to get a cock hard and was sucking on the crown of my erection when Ally thanked her for getting my cock ready and told her to get up on the bed and feed me her cunt since she wanted my organ inside her right away.

I watched Maria as she lowered her pussy to my face and my eyes opened wide in surprise as I saw her clitoris peeking out from the folds of her clit hood. It was enormous! It had to be at least an inch and a half long with a tiny, smooth head and looked like a miniature penis. Her labia were shaped like the petals of a flower and were open wide revealing her moist, pink cunt flesh and as soon as she brushed my lips with them, I took them in my mouth and gently sucked them as I ran the tip of my tongue between them into her wet hole and tasted her delicious juices.

Meanwhile, Ally had fit the head of my organ to her opening and was lowering herself onto my thick pole slowly as she got it good and wet with her juices before taking more of it inside her grasping cunt. I was in heaven with Maria feeding me her tasty pussy as Ally fucked my shaft and sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. Maria had been fucking my tongue and moaning as she reached out and played with Ally’s erect nipples and full breasts. Then she shifted herself slightly so that her huge clit was presented to me for sucking and I took it between my lips and began to suck it back and forth as I teased the tip with my tongue. She groaned in passion as I sucked on her sensitive organ and I reached up and tweaked her erect nipples between my fingers.

We kept this up for some time as Ally began to ride my thick shaft and Maria began to fuck my face. Both of them were moaning and gasping as they lost themselves in pleasure and I responded by driving my shaft deep into Ally’s hungry cunt and sucked Maria’s clitoris firmly into my mouth. Then I heard Ally cry out that she was cumming and felt her hot juices cover my organ as she bore down on me and milked my thick penis with her pussy. Maria started to shudder and groaned as she forced her clit further into my mouth and then gasped out that her orgasm was on the way. I felt her hot juices on my chin as she went into spasms and as soon as she calmed down, I moved her a bit so that I could drive my tongue deep inside her hole and lick up her delicious wetness. Both of them stayed in position for quite some time after their spasms ended and then slowly lifted themselves off me and lay down on either side of me to rest.

After a minute or so, Maria got up on one elbow and looked at my huge erection and then at Ally as if questioning whether or not she could attend to it. Ally told her to ask me if it was all right and I nodded my approval before she could say a word. She got up with her knees on either side of me and held my stiff organ as she fit the head to her wet cunt and sank down on it in one smooth motion. Her pussy was warm and comfortable around my penis as she sat on it and gently rocked back and forth. Then suddenly I felt my cock being milked firmly by her cunt and gave myself up to the halkalı escort pleasures she was giving me. She no longer moved her body at all but my cock was in the grasp of her pussy muscles and was being massaged while buried deep inside her.

I never felt such pleasure before and before I knew what was happening my orgasm was upon me and my penis began pumping hot cum in one spurt after another, Ally covered my mouth with hers and slipped her tongue inside as I sprayed my juices into Maria. When my last spasm ended, Maria gently lifted herself off me and I saw my cum dripping from her cunt as she got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. When she returned, Ally told her that she could leave since we were going to walk around the club for a while. We cleaned up and refreshed ourselves and Ally went over to the closet and took out a short toga which she told me to put on as she slipped into one herself. The togas just about covered our sex organs although the head of my organ was visible just below the bottom edge.

She led me down the corridor to the room where she had first taken me, opened the door and motioned for me to enter. I looked around the room and saw a number of couples in various stages of sex with others just drinking and conversing. We passed a beautiful blonde who was lying on the couch sucking on a huge penis while a young girl was busy eating her cunt and if it wasn’t for Ally pulling my hand, I would have stayed a while to watch. She brought me over to a couple who were sitting on a couch having a drink and introduced me to Cal and Toby. She was a fairly attractive brunette with magnificent breasts and what looked like a very nice body. He was an ordinary looking guy with a muscular build and a cock, although soft, that looked like a killer. I found out that they were married and lived in London. Ally was called to the phone and before leaving made it a point to tell the three of us that we should get together since she thought that we would have a memorable experience.

We looked at each other and smiled as Toby asked if she could get me something to drink. I thanked her and asked for a scotch with a little water and as she walked away, I looked approvingly at her gorgeous ass and legs and heard Cal as he voiced my feelings about her. “She has one of the finest bodies I have ever seen and knows exactly how to use it to satisfy her lover.”, he said as we both watched her walk over to the bar. I noticed that the bartender was wearing a uniform shirt and tie but when he moved to get some ice, I saw that he was otherwise naked. Cal saw my look of amusement and told me that the help was available for use by the guests at their whim and as he spoke, I saw a woman walk behind the bar table and drop to her knees as she engulfed the bartender’s penis in her mouth and begin sucking it voraciously as he made my drink.

When Toby returned, the three of us sat on the couch and they told me that they try to come to Ally’s at least once a week and have been doing so for the past few years. I told them that I’ve only been coming sporadically for about a year and a half now but was surprised that I hadn’t met them before. Toby mentioned that very often they find a partner or partners and spend some time in one of the upstairs bedrooms so I could have easily missed them. As we talked. Toby reached out and took my flaccid organ in her hand and asked if I would like to have her suck it hard. I felt my cock twinge in anticipation as she said this and, in answer, lay back against the cushions and parted my thighs as I opened my arms for her to come to me.

She stood up between my thighs and leaned over to kiss me while I held her full breasts in my hands and squeezed her nipples which were already hard and sexily protruding from her large rosettes. Our tongues entwined and we took turns sucking them as if they were cocks. Then she pulled her mouth from mine and trailed her tongue down to my nipples which she licked and sucked for a while before continuing on down to my cock which was fully erect and waving around in the air demanding attention. I could see, from the way she approached my organ, that she really loved cock, and I prepared myself for a superb blowjob as she began licking the base of my thick shaft and running her tongue and lips all around it as she slowly worked her way up to the smooth, sloped crown. Her kisses and the movements of her tongue along my thickness was beginning to bring up droplets of pre-cum which she deftly captured with her tongue.

Then she covered the head of my penis with her lips and I felt her hand caress my balls and her finger playing around my asshole I was loving everything she did to me and just relaxed and savored the intense pleasure she was giving me. Cal was watching us and lightly stroking his massive penis which was in full erection and was a formidable weapon. Suddenly, Toby lifted her head and asked if we could change beylikdüzü escort positions now as she would love to eaten. She had me so horny with her teasing mouth that I was ready to do anything she asked and reluctantly got up as she lay back and spread her gorgeous legs for me. The sight of her magnificent spread totally hypnotized me and I dropped to my knees and approached her swollen labia which were parted revealing the moist, pink hole. I ran my nose lightly down her slit and between her labia and breathed in her wonderful aroma before tapping the flat of my tongue all along the route from her asshole to her clit.

I nibbled on her labia and sucked them into my mouth and then ran my tongue into her hole to taste her juices and was completely lost in the pleasure of sucking her cunt when I felt a warm mouth cover the head of my cock and a talented tongue begin teasing every part of my throbbing organ. I had no idea who was sucking me but at that point, I didn’t care and just absorbed the sensations that were saturating me. I worked my way up Toby’s delicious slit until I reached her clitoris. The tiny button was peeking out from the folds of her hood and I pressed warm kisses on it before licking it lightly and sucking it into my mouth. As I sucked her clit, I felt her body tense and she began moaning loudly as she held my head to her pussy and went into wild spasms of orgasm while fucking my mouth. My cock was ready to burst from the wonderful mouth that was creating such pleasure for me and I felt it thicken as the first spurt of cum shot out and was followed by many more until there was none left and my shaft began to grow softer.

The mouth drained every last drop from me and then was gone and I started to rise and look around to see who the mouth belonged to and realized that it was Cal’s as he wiped his mouth with a shit eating grin. I relaxed alongside Toby and told them frankly that I enjoyed the sucking that Cal gave me although that’s not my bag. Cal refreshed our drinks and then I saw Ally weaving her way through the roomful of naked bodies towards us. She asked if we had sex and if it worked out well and when I told her she smiled approvingly and took my hand, excusing us to Cal and Toby as she led me away.

She took me upstairs and opened the door to one of the bedrooms where I saw a blonde woman in the center of a large round bed which was located in the center of the room. There was a guy kneeling on either side of her head feeding his enormous cock to her as another had her legs up on his shoulders as he stroked his cock in and out of her. I noticed two other guys standing alongside the bed lightly stroking their full erections as they watched. Ally told me that Heidi, the blonde, wanted to see how many men she could take on and had asked her to provide them as needed.

Ally said that she had already been fucked by 18 guys and I would be the 21st since there were two ahead of me. As she spoke we heard a grunt from the guy fucking her as he pulled her hips close and began to pump his jism inside her. When his orgasm had ended, he pulled his still hard penis from her wet hole and she sank down on the bed as the guy she was sucking withdrew his semi-erect cock from her mouth and told the two guys waiting that she was all theirs now since he had already fucked her. The two of them started to get on the bed when I suggested that, since there were three of us, perhaps Heidi would like a cock in each opening and the moment I said that, she got up on an elbow, smiled at me and agreed it would be very nice. I asked if she had any preferences as to which cock would go where and she looked at all three very attentively and then picked me for her cunt, a guy with a cock about the same size for her ass and the third guy, who was hung quite well, for her mouth.

Heidi straddled me and fit the head of my almost hard organ to her wet cunt and sank down on it slowly until it was buried deep within her. Her pussy was warm and comfortable and I was enjoying the unique sensations it was giving me when I felt the ass guy start working his cock into her and as he entered her, I could feel his shaft as it moved. I was looking into her eyes as he filled her with cock and saw them glaze over as each inch filled her. Then I looked up and saw a huge cock being fed into her mouth and watched with fascination, from a very unique angle, as she voraciously sucked the head into her mouth. The three of us fell into a perfect rhythm as we stroked into her so that our motions were coordinated and it was like a sexy dance that I could have let go on forever.

After some time, the ass guy cried out that he was cumming and I felt his thick shaft as it drove deep in her ass and began shooting his sperm into her and that, along with the milking motion of her cunt, brought my orgasm on and I began spurting hot cum against her uterus in spasm after sensational spasm. I watched her drawing deeply on the huge shaft which she had firmly in her mouth and then heard him cry out as his cock thickened and began to pump cum down her throat. She sucked hungrily on his swollen cockhead and swallowed every drop he offered her and then lifted her mouth from the slowly receding organ and told us that she had just experienced one of the most beautiful moments in sex and would never forget it.

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