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ExGirlfriend turns me GayMy ex-girlfriend, Lisa, and I had been on and off again sexually for the past 5 years. Neither were ready to commit to a serious relationship, but we had never been so open sexually with another person before. And we always returned to each other. I got a call one evening from her equity she just broke up with her current boyfriend and wanted to meet up. Eagerly, I did, not knowing what would be in store.When she arrived, we kissed and relaxed and let things happen naturally. Before too long we were lying in the bed naked, my cock as hard as rock as she stroked me gently. My cock was producing a good amount of pre-cum when she swiped the end of my cock with her finger and gently fed it to me. We’ve discussed that I like to taste me pre-cum, and sometimes even swallow my load straight from my dick, but we never crossed that line together. It was such a turn on. She moaned in my ear how sexy it is for a man to taste himself and how much she loves to taste herself too. She proceeded to use my fingers to feed herself her sweet juices.I was ready to explode. The taste of my cum still fresh in mouth and the sight of her savoring her own cum was such a turn on.Then she sivas escort said she wanted a favor from me. I was willing to try anything. She reached into her purse and pulled out a nice sized, flesh colored dildo. We’d experimented with butt plugs and even a small strap on, but nothing of this size before. I told her my ass isn’t ready for that. She said, ” No, baby. I want to see you suck this cock in your mouth. Try to please it like you’re pleasing a real man.”. Well, I could certainly do that.I licked the fake shaft around the tip and slowly put it to the back of my throat. I gagged a few times but her moans kept encouraging me. She told me how sexy I looked with a cock in my mouth. As she stroked me I pulled the dildo out of my mouth and told her I was about to come. She laid back in the bed, began to finger herself furiously, and told me to cum on her dildo. She didn’t have to wait long. I held the fake cock below my own hard dick as it shot several loads of thick, creamy cum all over it. I could hardly breathe. I was still at the end of my orgasm when I pulled her cum covered dildo up to my mouth and sucked it clean. There was a lot of cum and it filled my mouth. I licked it escort sivas all over, rubbed it on my face, and eventually stuck it down my throat til all the cum was gone. She kissed me passionately and then asked if I would suck a real cock for her. Still high on what I just did, I told her “Anything you want.”She picked up the phone and a few minutes later said she had a gay friend who thought I was cute and he’d love to let me suck him off. And he’d be at the house in 2 hours! I wasn’t expecting that soon, but my curiosity had me hard again.Soon the knock on the door came. Neither of us bothered dressing after our first encounter, and she arrived in the bedroom naked holding Jason’s hand. We had met before but I forgot that he was pretty damn cute. We shook hands, I told him I was nervous, and he said he don’t be. My cock was now back to life and rock hard as I let go of his hand and gently rubbed the growing bulge in his pants. I asked him to join me as I removed the sheet covering me and showed him how excited I was to be doing this. He was undressed in no time and his beautiful seven inch cock showed me he was excited as me. I sat at the edge of the bed and licked the warm flesh sivas escort bayan of a real cock for the first time. He moaned appreciatively. So did Lisa.I couldn’t wait any longer. I put both my hands on his naked ass, my legs straddling his as he stood at the edge of the bed, and gently forced his cock to the back of my throat. Again I gagged, but I wanted to make him feel good. Lisa was again fingering herself as my head picked up momentum as it bobbed on his huge warm cock. He began moaning loudly and could taste his pre-cum leaking onto my tongue. He told me to play with his balls as I took more of his cock down my throat, I wanted to swallow his sweet cum. Lisa liked that. He grasped my hair and began to fuck my face. A couple of minutes later he warned me he was ready if I was. His gorgeous cock grew in my mouth, and I left the head just inside my lips as I felt it spasm and shot after shot of warm, salty cum filled my mouth. I savored it all and swallowed his cum after a few seconds. It was such a turn on, that just how sucking his cock caused me to come too. I worshipped his cock a little longer while tongue cleaned off the rest of his cum and looked at Lisa.”Thank you baby,” she said. Than turning to her friend see I told you I could get him to suck your cock now pay up. Does he know about next week? Not yet! Next week I ask what’s next week? Don’t worry baby I’ve got plans for your new cocksucking skills!

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Neighbour SG 2Olivia ok then i will shake it out for you in return for your good massage.Me okOlivia start to pull down my boxer to my knee while i took off my shirt.Olivia wow, you shave regularly?Me yes it look more better and bigger when shave.Olivia its really look big and its long and thick.Me yap. If you like its can enjoy it.Olivia maybe.Olivia start to stroke imy brother gently sitting beside me using her left hand. And we start to chat again.Me Olivia when you last had enjoy sex?Olivia answer me after thinking awhile, i think should be 3years back since my daughter is going to 3 years old few months later.Me hmm then you must be alway thinking of having sex right?Olivia no, gals not so horny as guy ok.Me are you sure?Olivia yes of course.Me then what you do when you need it?Olivia i will masturbate when i am bathing.Me really?Olivia yes but its only once in awhile.Me now if you have needs can request from me, i will satisfy you.Olivia you think it so easy for a gals to ask from a guy.Me it true, same as me. I am eyeing on you since months back and thinking how to get you.Olivia yes. Do you know yesterday i purposely find the chance to get near to you?Me what, i though it was just coincidence.Olivia i know you are alway looking at me from your kitchen and you enjoy it so i want you to look closer at me braless. I saw you opening your gate and i went before you.Me seem like i am atakum escort being monitor by you.Olivia today you also naughty right, saw me in the kitchen and you ask your wife to blow for you.Me yes because yesterday saw you braless and i am also trying to find a way to get near to you. See if you have any reaction when seeing it.Olivia you know its make me more horny when seeing it.Me don worry you have me now.Finally we confess to monitoring each other and our same thinking in minds to make something happen. I was looking at her firm breasts from the side view when we chat and i remember she was not wearing any panties when i saw her earlier. I look down to her boxer and saw the boxer outer part was wet.Me someone shake until wet wet already right.Olivia yes abit since i last touch a brother long ago. And this time is a really big one.Me not big la. My brother small already.Olivia sure anot. Like that got at least 7 inches and she hold it using two hands now. See two hands grabbing it also cannot hold finish.My hands was free eariler and i am thinking to advance a little bit more and see if she allow me. I try to touch her breast and she did not resist me at all. I cup her breast from behind using my right hand, her breast really fitted into my hand and i start to play her dark sharp perky nipple with my two fingers. Rolling and squeezeing it gently through her shirt.Olivia atakum escort bayan arrrrr.Me nice?Olivia yes please continue.Me you horny right?Olivia yesMe you will get more today.Olivia yes please.My right hand was playing with her nipples until i hug her from her back and lean toward me. Our mouth matches and i french her. The tongues fight was really good as she know how to fight back. Her left hand is still stroking my brother and playing with my balls at times. While at the same time i use my left hand to rub on her labia through her tight boxer (the kind of tight yoga pants but it thin cotton material boxer) i can feel the wetness she have. She have no resist at all and i can hear her moan through our frenching. Urrrr Arrrrr Hmmm… she really enjoying it with her eyes half close. Her look was really prefect.I then move my right hand to her head and gently push her down toward my brother after the tongue fight.Me come, now blow for me. I think to shake it out need a very long time. Blow will be better.Olivia hmmmm. And she open her mouth and slide 3/4 of my brother into her mouth, only left abit of my brother to be seen.I am like wtf, her mouth and tongue was warm and the moment she slide in my brother was like arrrrrr. She move her head up and down while i hold her hair for her. She is a experience blower. She use her fingers playing my balls and sucking my brother escort atakum hard until can hear the pop pop sound and she went to kneel infront of me. Licking it around my brother to my balls. She suck the balls hard until i hmmmm. I told her please stop. But she was very naughty and continue to lick my anal. I am really feel like flying in the sky with all kind of sound. She then went back to my brother and give me deep throat until i really cannnot take it. I told her that i am cumming.(My thinking was this is the first time we do this and not very good to cum in her mouth)Me Olivia please stop i am cumming.Olivia hmmmm. Cum in my mouth please while she is still sucking and replying me.Me not very good right. She stop and look at me.Olivia i wanna taste you. Please cum in me like what you did to your wife. I want you to enjoy with me.Me ok. Then i will cum in your mouth.She went on to suck me while playing with my balls.Me i am cumingOlivia orh and she suck on my brother hard until i realease my cum into her.Me i am almost doneOlivia suck it clean and look at me. Showing me her mouth open with her tongue out with my cum. She swallow down now before i am trying to ask her to rinse her mouth.Olivia you cum alot you knowMe i don know but i only know you make me until i am like flying in the sky.Olivia now i want you to satisfy me.Me huh but i just cum and my brother is resting.Olivia i thought you say if i need you will satisfy me.Me yes of course.Olivia how many times can you give me.Me depend how good are you to make my brother hard. I had 9 times record overnight with my exs.Olivia well, then you must satisfy me before i let you home.

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TRC – Oni and the Farmer Ch. 7 (Male x Monster GirKal cautiously opened his eyes as he returned to the waking world. He paused for a moment at the unfamiliar feeling of heavy furs covering him instead of his normal wool comforter. Smiling, he remembered he was not at home and turned to the side to see Ikuno sleeping peacefully next to him. Though not as striking as the changes when he first returned to the cave, as he continued to visit her skin color had deepened to a rich cobalt blue and the triangular marks on her cheeks had nearly vanished.Her backswept horns had almost returned to their normal golden color, with only the very tips still being dark. He had been concerned yesterday when he woke from his nap and the top halves of the oni’s horns were completely black. Ikuno waved it off as nothing to worry about, then proceeded to make sure he was too distracted to worry about anything for the rest of the day and well into the night. At least he assumed it was into the night, Ikuno seemed to be able to tell what time of day it was just by smelling the air from outside. Unfortunately, his nose wasn’t nearly that sensitive.His bladder, on the other hand, was absolutely certain it was morning, as was his rock-hard prick. Quickly and quietly, he slipped out from under the covers and padded barefoot over to the cubby in the back of the cavern that was Ikuno’s bathroom. It was little more than a hole in the ground with a swiftly flowing stream just a few inches below that quickly swept away anything that fell in. Wincing as he bent his morning wood down toward the opening, he was about to start his morning routine when he noticed there was no water flowing below.Deciding to not take a chance on making the cave smell like a chamber pot, Kal scampered out into the main area of the cavern. Grabbing the glowing rock out of his pants pocket he then dashed for the cave entrance, his bladder complaining uncomfortably at the delay.A few minutes later, a much relieved, and somewhat chilly, Kal came walking back into the oni’s home. Looking over at the bed he noticed that Ikuno had shifted in her sleep. Now laying on her side, the twin cheeks of her blue bottom had become partially uncovered. Smiling, Kal quietly walked over and pick up the jar of salve. Carefully kneeling behind the oni’s rear, he forced himself to stay his normal size as he coated his prick with lube. In a single motion, he spread her cheeks and slowly began sliding his dick into Ikuno’s backside.The oni came awake with a start and a moan, accidentally shredding a portion of one of her blankets with her claws at the unexpected burst of pleasure coming from her bottom. “Dammit, Kal,” she panted, “A little warninnnNNGG!”Kal allowed his enchanted prick to grow from normal to oni-sized inside her rear as she spoke. “Good Morning, Ikuno! Thought this would be a nice way to wake you up.”The oni couldn’t help but think that his tone was far too bright and cheery for someone who had his cock buried in her ass.Ikuno ground her rear against him, “It was a very nice way to wake up. Unfortunately…” she squeezed his cock so tight it was on the verge of painful then moved forward making him slip out, nearly dragging him with. “I have other plans for you today and I’m going to need you to have a nice big load built up for later.””Ikuno…” Kal’s eyes pleaded with her as his member bounced slightly in time with his heartbeat.Ikuno sat up and kissed him. “If it hasn’t gone away in a half an hour I’ll take care of it. Right now though, let’s get washed up and get something to eat, we have some traveling to do.”Much to Kal’s annoyance, his erection had gone away before they reached the mouth of the cave, and well before the oni’s deadline. Carrying only some soaps and linen towels, they headed up the same mountain trail Ikuno had made her breakneck run the day before. Thankfully, the day had warmed and taken the chill out of the air since Kal relieved himself earlier. He still wasn’t nearly as comfortable being naked outside as Ikuno, but watching her rear sway in front of him with occasional flashes of her glistening sex as they walked towards her waterfall kept his mind off his lack of clothing.As they neared the ledge where her shower was found, she called over her shoulder, “There have been some changes since the last time you were up here.”Kal looked across the ledge and his jaw dropped. There was a huge basin in the ledge that was slowly filling with water from the waterfall’s runoff. “When did you do this?” he asked.”Yesterday while you were sleeping,” she replied. Noting that her new pool had only filled about a quarter of the way since she left it, “I wanted to make sure we could enjoy ourselves without worrying about me getting drunk on magic again. Look here,” she said drawing his attention to her horns, “they’re almost back to normal again.” Taking him by the hand she pulled him towards the waterfall, “Come on we have places to be, let’s get washed up.”The oni thankfully remembered to warm the water from the waterfall before she and Kal stepped under it. As they cleaned themselves there was almost as much touching and groping going on as washing. More than once Ikuno seriously considered letting Kal have his way with her since he was giving as good as he got in the teasing department. Somewhere amidst all of this Ikuno managed to explain that once the pool was filled, and the rest of the stream was flowing normally down the mountain, her lavatory should start working again.Soon enough they were on their way back down, Kal in front this time much to his dismay, the view wasn’t nearly as pleasant as the trip up. Back in the cave, Ikuno made them breakfast as he put together a small lunch and some snacks for their trip, Ikuno staunchly refusing to tell him where they were going, though she did tell him why. Kind of.”In order for you to practice you’re going to need more of those strips of leather which means I need more ink to make them. Since I used the last of the liquid for the ink’s base we need to go and get something to replace it.””This liquid we are getting requires me to have my balls full?”Ikuno’s face fell in the realization that this particular condition was a dead giveaway to her surprise she had planned, “Yes,” she said.”I think I pretty much figured out why. Ignoring the conversation from yesterday with Perra. Are you okay with this?”She nodded, “I meant what I told her. Yes, I’m okay with this. Are you?”Kal looked thoughtful, “To be honest I don’t know. I think so, but I guess we won’t find out for sure until we get there.”——Packs ready and appetites sated they struck out. Their destination was a few hours to the north and they would have to cross over two mountain ridges before they came upon the flatter forested land that held their journey’s end. On the far side of the second ridge Kal called for a rest, he was fit from working on the farm but trudging up and down a couple of mountains was making him sore in muscles he didn’t know he had.Kal kicked off his shoes and inspected the soles, “time to go see the shoemaker again, these are nearly worn through.””Do my man’s feet hurt? Does he need to be carried the rest of the way?” Ikuno teased.Kal glared at her, “Your butt flap ‘accidentally’ got flipped up and stuck in your belt so I’ve been getting teased by that sexy ass of yours for the last few hours. Do you really want to put me in a position where my mouth is that close to your ears and neck?”Ikuno’s eyes widened, and her face flushed, “Okay, no piggy-back rides then.””Aside from that, you’re insistent that my balls be full when we get where we are going, and if I’m rubbing against your back for the next couple hours I don’t think that will happen”Ikuno flushed deeper purple as the thought of Kal spraying across her…”Definitely, no piggy-back rides,” she said breathing heavily, the boy was annoyingly good at teasing her back.The path ahead was wide and had been fairly well traveled at one time. Looking back, Kal could see where it veered off to the east as it met the base of the mountain. It likely made it’s way to the main road east of here then on through the mountain pass and into Perra’s old village.Since they were able to walk side by side Kal decided to ask Ikuno what she knew about the origins of monster girls.”I have a couple books about them you could read back at samsun escort home,” she offered.”I will probably look through them,” said Kal, “however, by your estimation, I’m going to be having close relationships with some of them. I figure I should learn all I can, and you tend to know more than what the books can tell me.””You’re too perceptive sometimes Kal,” said Ikuno smiling. “Here’s the story you won’t find in the books: The original monster girls were created long ago by a powerful wizard named Prentas as a means of defense. Opposed to senseless death, he created the monster girls to provide a more pleasant and non-lethal alternative to the normal spike traps and pitfalls. He then populated a large area of forest around his tower with them. It worked for a time. But eventually, more powerful people started putting together all-female adventurer groups. The monster girls had a driving need to have sex with men but would let a woman pass through the forest uns**thed.”What happened to the women?” asked Kal.”If the stories were true, nothing bad. Most of them came back out with riches well beyond what their original employers intended to pay them. A few of them claimed to feel wonderfully well fucked, but not all of them, and none who leaned more towards other women than men. On the other hand, all of them did claim to have felt ‘very useful and appreciated’ but none could recollect exactly what had happened inside the tower.””He seems to have been a decent person.””By almost all accounts he was, just a bit of a recluse.””What happened then?””What do you think happened?” Ikuno asked.”A forest full of monster girls, willing and happy to have sex with a man just for the fun of it, I imagine they showed up in droves.””You would be correct. One of the edges of his forest bordered on a plain with a small river nearby. Soon a town sprouted up there, named Te’thalas after one of the wizard’s past lovers he was very fond of. Te’thalas quickly grew into a small city, then into a large one as supporting trades came in to keep up with demand. In less than a decade, it was the third largest city in the land, which was beginning to make the top two very nervous.””That doesn’t bode well.”Ikuno shook her head, “It didn’t, first they leaned on Te’thalas’s King to do something. Up till now he had been happily collecting the city’s taxes but when he marched his army to the city to ‘restore order’ he realized his mistake. Te’thalas was made up almost entirely of immigrants who had no loyalty to the kingdom but a great deal of loyalty towards the city that put food on the table, kept their people happy and the men’s dicks wet.”The city had been growing too quickly to erect walls or battlements as its borders were pushed further outward each year. The decision was made for every able-bodied man to step up and defend the city out on the field. Written accounts of that day said there were rows upon rows of men in armor, with at least two hundred magic users behind them and beyond them lay a sea of peasants and tradesmen. The men in armor alone outnumbered the king’s army three to one. According to those who were actually there most of those ‘men in armor’ had only barely managed to cobble something together that vaguely looked like armor and of the two hundred magic users less than a dozen had any real power, the rest barely having the skills to light a candle. Regardless, with such a show of solidarity, the king turned around and went back to his castle to mourn the loss of all those taxes since the city declared itself a sovereign state that day.”Sadly, Te’thalas’s victory was short-lived. Two weeks later the full military might of the largest city, Montar, marched into the area. With no time to build defenses, the response was the same, every able-bodied man and more than a few who weren’t so able-bodied, took the field. The result, however, was far different.”The army of Montar was an elite force that had many paladins and clerics wielding holy magics. They quickly took out the city’s few magic users and after that it just became a slaughter, the well-trained soldiers killed every defender to the man, ignoring those who surrendered, pleas of mercy, and running down all who tried to escape. Once the men were all dead they marched into Te’thalas and hunted down all of the ‘heathen’ women and c***dren.””Holy hell…” Kal whispered, disgusted that another human could be so cruel as to kill defenseless women and c***dren.Ikuno hung her head as she remembered the tale as it had been told to her, “They didn’t stop there. From Te’thalas they marched straight into the forest, ruthlessly slaughtering any and every monster girl they could find. When nearly all of the girls in the outer forest had been eradicated they began moving in toward the tower, that’s when they tripped one of Prentas’s wards.””Those poor girls,” Kal looked up at Ikuno and asked, “Where was he during all of this?””In Montar. The Montaran king had sent a special envoy to get him away from the city so they could attack, on the pretense of welcoming and opening relations with the new kingdom. When he felt his wards tripped he used a very powerful form of magic he had developed called teleportation to instantly take him back to the castle. What he found broke his heart.””In a fit of grief and rage, Prentas killed every one of the attacking forces. Paladins, clerics, knights and even squires, anyone who had anything to do with the army died in less than a minute. Seeing his work there done he used his teleportation magic to go back to the Montar city.””Uh-oh…””Uh-oh is right, unfortunately, I can’t tell you what happened after that,” said Ikuno cryptically.Kal was indignant, “What! Why not! That’s just cruel, Ikuno!”The oni smirked then laughed, “Sorry, Kal, but I can’t tell you because no one knows.””How can no one know?” he asked confused, “it was the largest city in the land!””You are correct it ‘was’ the largest city,” she said enjoying teasing the boy, “if you go there today all you will find is a lake that is an almost perfect circle known as Lake Montar.””Noooo… he destroyed the entire city?” Kal asked his voice barely above a whisper.”He did, though no one knows quite how since there were no survivors. When he returned to his tower he locked himself inside and didn’t come out for a full year. When he finally emerged, he was a broken and frail man unable to forgive himself for the death of his city or his creations but mostly he couldn’t forgive himself for all of the innocent lives in Montar taken by his own hand.”He spent a week preparing for his final spell, on the day of casting he said goodbye to the remaining monster girls that had survived the attack as well as a sprite named Kithana who was his most trusted friend and companion for many years. He stepped into the magic circle and used all the magic stored in the tower as well as his own lifeforce to cast his spell, burning his body to ash in the process. From what they were able to tell the spell raced across the earth transforming a****ls, plants, rocks, and various other things into monster girls seemingly at random. A decade or so later my shrine had soaked up enough of this magic that I was able to come to life.””Wow, so you are kind of a ‘first generation’ monster girl,” said Kal.”I guess I’ve never thought of it that way but yes, I suppose I am,” Ikuno said standing up a bit straighter before laughing at her own silliness.”Whatever happened to the tower?” asked Kal.”Time took it and it eventually crumbled, but the original monster girls still guard where it used to stand,” seeing Kal’s confused look she continued, “the original ones were meant as defenses for the tower and were made to be immortal, but sterile. Kithala wrote that after the attacks he spent the year in solitude trying to change them into mortals and allow them to have c***dren as his last gift. However, they refused, wanting him to give their gift to the world instead of just fixing them.””You’re lying,” stated Kal.Ikuno was so taken aback she stopped, “What? I am not!””I can tell in your voice Ikuno, you didn’t read what Kithana said, she told you in person didn’t she?”Ikuno huffed, “You are far too damn perceptive for a farmer boy.”Ikuno noticed something on the trail ahead and stopped Kal.”We’re almost there so I suppose it’s time I tell you a bit more escort samsun about what we’re doing here. Off in the woods, there is an alarune. Her name is Aradelle and she’s a good friend of mine, we’ve been lovers more than once and she’s always been kind enough to take the edge off times when I hadn’t been with a human in a while.””You’ve been with women too?” Kal couldn’t help but be intrigued.”Maybe I spoke too soon on you being perceptive, I told you and Perra yesterday that I’ve given myself to women in the past.””You did, didn’t you. I suppose I just didn’t put much thought into what you meant by that. Are you wanting to be with her again?” asked Kal, surprised at himself that he felt more curious than hurt at the idea.Ikuno seemed a bit flustered, “Well… yes, I do. But we aren’t here for me, we’re here for you and for her. I want you to do something very special for her.”What’s that?””Give her a c***d.”Kal was dumbstruck, “What?!” his voice came out as a wheeze.”Let me explain before you freak out,” she said, “each alarune takes after a specific flower. ‘Dell’s flower blooms very late in the season, only a week or two before the leaves change color and fall. People hardly ever use this road anymore, traffic stops completely about the time it turns chilly in the morning. Because of that, she has never managed to catch a man when she was in season, in the twenty years I’ve known her she has never had a c***d. So, what I’m suggesting is you get me what I need for your ink and in return, you give her a c***d.””What exactly is it you need from her for the ink?” Kal asked.”Her nectar, it was the base for your ink on the shield rune and her magic is a big part of the reason it lasted so long.””I have to say I wasn’t expecting you to be asking me to become a father when we left this morning, but it’s plain you care a lot about this Aradelle. Having never met her I can’t say that I’m doing this for her,” he looked Ikuno square in the eyes, “but I will do it for you.”Ikuno squealed in happiness and hugged Kal, lifting him off the ground planting kisses all over his face punctuated by, “Thank you… thank you… thank you…”She set him down and motioned for him to follow her, grinning she said, “Try to be quiet as I have a plan that should make this fun.”——Kal could just make out the plant girl through the underbrush he and Ikuno were crouching in, he had to admit she was very pretty in an alien kind of way. Aradelle stood in the center of a large bulb a couple paces wide with five long thin petals coming from the top that were white in the center then changed to a brilliant blue about a third of the way out. Her body coloring matched this, with her torso being almost pure white but changing to blue on her upper thighs and just past her shoulders making her look like she had on long blue gloves and stockings. Her body was fairly petite with two small blue nipples topping a pair of equally small breasts and just above her sex was a bright yellow marking on her mound where a human girl would have hair.Aradelle’s hair was almost the same color as Ikuno’s skin but her most striking feature was her eyes, lacking any pupil or iris her iridescent blue orbs almost reminded him of an insect in the way they shimmered in the light filtering through the nearby trees. Kal had also noticed that even though she moved around the center of the flower she never took a step, just gliding from place to placeAs Kal and Ikuno watched, she appeared to be cleaning some wrist-thick vines that rose up into her hands where she would remove any dirt or twigs they had collected on their leaves.Whispering so they didn’t alert Aradelle to their presence, Ikuno turned to Kal, “I’m going to get her extremely worked up then when I have her distracted I’ll wave you over so you can sneak up and slip inside her. Try to make it fast so she doesn’t have time to react.””I’m still not sure about this Ikuno, I know she’s your friend and all, but this doesn’t feel right.”Ikuno grinned evilly, “If you are concerned about her being willing, don’t be, by the time I give you the signal she will be a lot more than willing. Once she feels you inside her she will be ecstatic. Don’t worry Kal, if she didn’t want it then your enchanted dick would let you know, remember you couldn’t force her even if you wanted to.”Kal held his hands up, “Okay, okay I get it. What do you need me to do?””Once I walk out to her, move up to the edge of the clearing but stay hidden. I’ll get ‘Dell to turn away from you, then you come up behind her and slide in. We’ll see what happens from there,” she said, almost shaking in anticipation.”Damn, Ikuno. What’s got you so worked up?” asked Kal.”I really do care about ‘Dell, Kal, and with your help, she’s about to have one of her dreams come true. I can’t help but be a little excited. Now for the last part, and you may hate me for this.” She reached for his trousers and started tugging them down.”Ikuno?!” he was so surprised he almost forgot to whisper.She got his pants down far enough to reveal his cock then wrapped a hand around it and began stroking him, quickly getting it hard, “Shhhh,” she shushed him glancing towards the alarune, “I need a little something from you to help make sure she’s distracted. Just make sure you don’t cum in my hand.”Kal was quickly breathing heavy from the pleasure as Ikuno’s hand worked up and down his shaft. As he started to feel like he might cum soon he felt a bit of wetness on the head of his dick as a little bit of pre-cum leaked out.”That’s what I needed,” whispered Ikuno as she tightened her grip and wrung out a few more droplets, bringing her other hand up to catch them.Kal’s eyes widened in surprise as she brought her hands together smearing the clear liquid between them then began applying it like a lotion to her face, neck, and the tops of her breasts. Ikuno suppressed a chuckle at the look on Kal’s face, “Quickly now, over to where I showed you,” she said, pointing at the side of the clearing opposite where she would be coming out.Kal nodded and Ikuno gave him a kiss on the forehead before they separated, Kal’s hiding spot was closer and he arrived well before Ikuno was ready. Figuring it would make things easier he stripped his clothes off, then taking his dick in his hand he got himself hard as he waited for the oni to make her appearance.——Aradelle was absent-mindedly inspecting and cleaning her vines when she caught the scent of something very pleasant. A moment later she heard heavy footfalls coming from the forest. With the scent of a human male getting stronger, she raised her vines in anticipation of either attempting to capture the human or a fight. Instead, a large blue figure stepped around a tree and into the clearing.”Ikki!” squealed Aradelle, clapping her hands together and bouncing excitedly.”Hello Beautiful,” said Ikuno, standing at the clearing edge.Aradelle pouted, “That’s not nice Ikki.” Her hands slipped down between her legs and started playing with her folds, “you know what man-scent does to me and you smell like you’re positively covered in it.”Ikuno smiled and stepped towards the alarune, “I’m sorry ‘Dell, let me see if I can make it up to you.” Only a couple of strides and the oni was standing in front of Aradelle, taking the alarune’s face in her hands Ikuno kissed her hard on the lips, their tongues slipping into each other’s mouths.Aradelle broke the kiss, panting with lust she looked at the oni. “Dammit Ikuno you ARE covered in man scent,” the alarune frowned, “and at this time of the year too.”Ikuno gave Aradelle a mischievous smile, “As I said, let me see if I can make it up to you.” Ikuno kissed her again one hand going to her back to hold her tight and the other reaching down, pushing the alarune’s hands aside so she could play with the folds of Aradelle’s pussy. With her hands denied access to her sex she threw her arms around the oni’s neck, the vines mimicked her arms and wrapped around Ikuno’s waist. The alarune never noticed the small wave Ikuno made towards the forest.Aradelle broke the kiss and moved her mouth to the oni’s neck. The taste of a human male’s juices sent shockwaves straight to her pussy, making her moan with desire. Ikuno had stopped playing with Aradelle’s sex and was just spreading her open as the alarune’s nectar ran down her hand. The plant girl was running her samsun escort bayan tongue over the dark spot on the oni’s neck when she felt another body step into her flower.”What?!” she tried to lift her head up, but Ikuno’s hand was already on the back of her neck and she forced the alarune’s lips onto her own. Aradelle’s moan turned into a muffled shriek as the person behind her completely filled her pussy in one long thrust. She felt Ikuno nod to whoever was behind her and strong hands grabbed her waist as the cock inside her withdrew only to be forcefully shoved back inside drawing out another shriek of pleasure muffled by the mouth of the oni.The person, the man, behind Aradelle wasted no time and began thrusting into her hard. Nectar streamed down her legs as Ikuno’s fingers started making circles around her clit. The alarune went limp and Ikuno let her head fall into the valley between her breasts, the scent was so much stronger there. Her senses already overloaded, she opened her mouth, letting her tongue peek out from between her lips. As the man behind her thrust forward it pressed her tongue into the oni’s skin, the flavors of Ikuno’s sweat mixed with human male lit up her taste buds and pushed her over the edge. A moan turned into a wail then into a full-blown scream as the petite body of the alarune shook in the throes of her orgasm, vines that had been wrapped around Ikuno’s waist fell to the ground and shuddered weakly as the petals of the alarune’s flower vibrated with her climax. Her mind unable to cope with the pleasure racing through her body, Aradelle passed out.Kal stopped while buried inside the alarune. Even asleep Aradelle was still having aftershocks from her orgasm, the feeling was quite pleasant as she occasionally squeezed his prick. He looked up at Ikuno, “Is she alright?”Ikuno took Aradelle’s face between her hands and kissed the u*********s girl’s forehead, “She will be amazing when she wakes up.” Kal pulled out as Ikuno sat on the side of the flower and laid the girl across her lap. She looked over at Kal, “have a seat, ‘Dell usually recovers quickly.”Kal was certainly hoping so, his erection hadn’t wavered a bit since the girl passed out. Looking down, he saw that his feet were partially covered in the alarune’s sticky nectar. He also noticed that she didn’t have any feet, her legs turning into short thick vines where her ankles would be and those were attached to the center of the flower. The sides of the flower’s central bulb were surprisingly sturdy so Kal took Ikuno’s advice and sat down to wait for the girl to wake up.A few minutes later Aradelle’s eyes fluttered open, she could feel Ikuno sitting on her lower body but there was someone else… gasping and sitting up as her memory returned she saw the man sitting on the other side of the bulb. Vines whipped up and pointed at his face, small openings in the ends puffing out purple clouds of aphrodisiac. A blue hand came around from behind Aradelle… and flicked her in the forehead.”Owwwwch!” the alarune complained rubbing the spot Ikuno’s finger had hit her, “what was that for Ikki?!”Ikuno glared, “One: Because that was rude. Two: He’s not running away. Three: It didn’t work on him anyway.” Ikuno looked up at Kal, “Kal I’d like you to meet Aradelle, ‘Dell meet the man who claimed me, Kal.””Claimed you?” Aradelle’s iridescent eyes widened in surprise as Ikuno lifted her chin and tapped the dark spot on her neck. Those eyes then narrowed in anger as she stood up. Turning towards Kal, her vines rearing up menacingly, “What kind of monster are you to think you can own Ikki!”A blue hand appeared in front of her face again, “Hey!” she squeaked, covering her forehead and ducking to the side.Ikuno was now standing beside her bulb and calmly withdrew her hand, “I gave myself to him ‘Dell, and that’s no way to treat the man who agreed to be the father of your c***d.”Aradelle looked between Ikuno and Kal, “Really?” she whispered barely believing what she’d heard.”Really,” said Ikuno as Kal nodded.”Oh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she cried throwing herself into Ikuno’s arms.Ikuno hugged the girl tight, “You’re welcome dear, but I’m not the only one you should be thanking.”Aradelle turned to Kal, looking down and fidgeting she said quietly, “Thank you, Kal, this means a lot to me.” She fidgeted for a moment longer before turning to Ikuno and whispering, “Ikki! What do I do? I’ve never done this without my dust working on them!”Ikuno couldn’t help but laugh at the alarune’s predicament, even Kal smiled since he was sitting right there and heard everything Aradelle said.”It’s not funny Ikki! I really don’t know what to do!””I’m going to leave you two alone,” Kal gave her a questioning look and Aradelle looked confused. Walking over to Kal she kissed him on the cheek. “Kal is a wonderful lover, ‘Dell, he will take very good care of you.” Turning around, she began to walk towards the woods.Kal and Aradelle looked at each other and a moment of understanding passed between them.”Can you pick her up?” he asked.”Yes,” Aradelle smiled.”Get her.”Ikuno screeched as twin vines wrapped around her torso and lifted her into the air bringing her back to the alarune.”Oof, she’s heavy,” said Aradelle.”Let me go!” Ikuno yelled.”You brought this whole thing together, it doesn’t seem right to do this without you,” said Kal.”Agreed,” chimed in Aradelle setting the oni down but not removing the vines.”You don’t understand, I can’t,” Ikuno said dejectedly.”What do you mean you can’t? You told me out on the trail that you wanted to be with her again.””I gave myself to you Kal, I can’t be with anyone else without…” Ikuno stopped herself.”Without what, Ikuno,” Kal pressed.Ikuno sighed, “Without permission.”Aradelle gasped tears coming to her eyes, “That means you can’t be with me anymore?”Ikuno shook her head sadly.Kal was glaring at the oni, “So by my understanding, you expected me to travel the world collecting supplies for my inks by sleeping with who knows how many women. Much of which, according to your own words, I will be doing alone. While you sit at home and wait for me to come back without even having the option of coming up here to ‘take the edge off’ as you put it earlier.”Ikuno nodded slowly.”This isn’t worth it if it will end up making you suffer, Ikuno”Her face was stony, “Would you have me go chasing after any dick I can get when you aren’t around?”Kal looked like he had bitten into something sour. No he didn’t like the idea of Ikuno being with another man, she belonged to him now and like hell would he let another man steal her away. His eyes flicked to Aradelle. On the other hand, he had gotten pretty excited when she had been warming up ‘Dell for him. He took a moment to imagine Ikuno bent over being fucked by one of Aradelle’s vines. He realized he didn’t get the same feeling. He knew they cared about each other, he just didn’t feel… threatened… that he might lose her to Aradelle the way he might to another man.”You’re right, I don’t like that idea one bit,” Aradelle looked like she was about to burst into tears. “However, I don’t seem to have a problem with you being with other women, especially ones I trust.”Ikuno looked skeptical, “And you trust Aradelle even though you only met her a few minutes ago?””No, I trust you Ikuno, and since you and Aradelle have known each other for longer than I’ve been alive, if you trust her then so do I.”Kal stood up and drew himself up as tall as he could, standing in Aradelle’s flower he was almost the same height as Ikuno, attempting to look official and commanding he said, “Therefore! You have my permission to be with women I trust, I have claimed, or I am planning on claiming.” He smiled, “though I should always be the first option if I’m around.”Kal felt more than saw a flicker in the magic around him and Ikuno, he would need to ask Ikuno about that later.Ikuno stared at him, then shook her head “I love you, but you look like an idiot.”Aradelle burst out laughing, her arms crossed over her belly she collapsed into the flower at Kal’s feet.Kal visibly deflated, “It wasn’t that bad was it?”Ikuno grinned and started to undo the buckles on her clothing, “No it wasn’t, in fact, it was a wonderful thing you did for me and her,” Aradelle was slowly catching her breath until she looked up at Kal and collapsed into a fresh bout of giggles, about the third one so far. Ikuno finished undressing and kicked her clothes to the side.”But Kal, you simply cannot make such grandiose speeches like that while naked,” she glanced at his crotch, “and with a boner.”——Twitter: BDraygn

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The first kissI have this recurring fantasy, that I’d love to make a reality.I find a woman that actually lives near me on one of the adult websites that I frequent. We have similar interests. I understand that she is very into having sex with black men, and she understands that I am very interested in watching white women having sex with black men and cuckold relationships. We chat online several times, which leads to a few phone calls. While she’s only dated black men for the last 20 years, she is intrigued by the whole cuckold relationship idea. Eventually we decide to have dinner. We meet at a local restaurant. We talk, laugh, and have a few drinks. I have a great time, and I hope she does as well. After I’ve paid the check, I walk her to her car. I take a chance and lean in to give her a little peck on the cheek. To my surprise, as I pull back, she leans in to give me a more intimate kiss. But I pull away. This confuses her. I try to quickly correct the situation by explaining to her, that I promised myself that if I ever got the chance to kiss her, I wanted it to be very special. She looked at me with a very quizzical expression on her face. So I explain that I wanted our first kiss to sincan escort be after I watched her give a very well endowed black men a great blow job, and that he came in her mouth. With her mouth still filled with his cum, and him watching, she walks over to the chair I’m sitting in, she sits on my lap. Her head is slightly above mine. She opens her mouth ever so slightly, letting just a little of his cum drip into my open mouth, as he looks on. Then she leans forward opening her mouth and our tongues begin to dance in each other’s mouths, and I swallow his load as it fills my mouth.After hearing this I’m surprised to hear her say, she got a little moist hearing my description of our first kiss. Then she tells me, she’s going to kiss me before the evening is done. She pulls out her phone and hits a number on her speed dial. She calls one of her regular fuck buddies. She asks if he would like a blow job tonight. While I can’t hear what he says, I know he doesn’t turn it down. Then she tells him that she just started dating a white guy. She pauses as he speaks. Then she reassures him that it’s not me wanting to suck his dick, but that I am into the whole Interracial and cuckold thing, and that escort sincan I wanted to watch her suck a black cock. I think he laughs on the other end, but then he tells her to come on over.We get to his place. They have a quick hug and walk toward the kitchen. I follow, and take a seat in one of the chairs at the table. I turn to face the two of them as they share a big, wet kiss. Then she drops to her knees in front of him. She starts to unzip his pants and pull his cock out. But she stops. She tells him, she wants me to she the whole thing. So she unbuckles his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and drops them to the floor. She then pulls his boxer briefs to his ankles. He’s easily twice as long and twice as thick as I am. Of course that not hard for a black man to be, given that I have a very thin 4 1/2″ dick. But I’m at my biggest, given that I’m as hard as I’ve ever been, as I watch the scene in front of me unfold. She begins sucking his cock. It’s really big and she can really only get about the first third in her mouth. He puts his hand on the back of her head trying to get more in her mouth. But after she gags a few times, he stops. I don’t think he wanted her to vomit on his dick. This sincan escort bayan goes on for 10-15 minutes. I think I’m falling in love. She grabs his cock in her right hand, stroking it as she lowers her head to give his balls some attention. This lasts for probably 5 minutes. Then to my surprise he turns around. Shes obviously been in this position before. As she immediately puts a hand on each cheek, pulling them slightly apart. She licks at his hole for a little bit, before sticking her tongue as far into his asshole as she can. I am mesmerized by the show. When she is done and he turns back around, I want to kiss her like I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman before. She doesn’t know this of course because I told her our wanted our first kiss to be with a mouth full of black cum. It takes about 5 more minutes before he unloads in her mouth. And just like I told her, she walks over to me, sits in my lap, and let’s a little of cum leak into my mouth. I am in heaven as she leans in to kiss me. Her fuck buddy says ” damn, you white boys are freaky”. When we break from our kiss, I look at him and smile. I tell him “thank you, you have no idea how to give been waiting to do that”. He laughs, and calls me a faggot. I smile and thank him again. Then I tell him it was our first kiss, and that I wouldn’t want it any other way. He laughs again. Then I tell him that I hope the first time I eat her pussy, that it’s just as special.

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True Story – HolidayMe again with another true story, I’ve told a couple of story’s now but none with my partner james as the star and i think its time to change that. I often feel so sorry for him, because he is a fucking great shag, yet i still fuck others and he’s non the wiser. It isn’t because he is shit or treats me bad its just because i love sex so much i just cannot help myself.Now this Particular story happened when a few weeks after mine and James’s 1st date which was in my previous story. Now me and James had spoken since the date but not met again a few texts and a couple of phone calls but nothing that made us think we would progress to what we have now.All of that changed when a group of us went on a holiday abroad to the canary islands, Corralejo to be exact on the island of Fuerteventura. 8 of us went and James just happened to be one of those, he was a friend of a friend and filled in last minute for someone who dropped out, you know how it is with group holidays. I suppose i better describe james to you before i continue. He is 6″1 and about 12st dresses well, he loves the “mod style” so you can imagine how much he loves his fashion. he has a well groomed beard and takes great pride in it and shoulder length hair that he wears in a bun. We never got the opportunity to speak properly at the airports or even during the transfers and it wasn’t until we discovered the rooming plans that we actually spoke. it just so happened that me and my friend had the room directly next door to James and one of our mutual friends. we made the expected neighbour jokes etc and then retired to our room as by the time we got to our hotel it was around 2:30am.The next morning i went down to breakfast and everyone was there with the exception of James, i sat sakarya escort down and then james came in and sat next to me i remember smelling his jean-Paul gaultier after shave and thinking mm ive sat next to worse. we ate and made small talk but again not a lot was said, however there was a lot of sexual tension between us and an undeniable chemistry. It hadn’t gone unnoticed either from the rest of the girls who teased me around the pool that day as the boys decided to go the in the town.Now nothing of real intrest to you lovely readers happened until later in the holiday other than usual stuff that you would expect on a holiday. Drinking, shopping, swimming and all of that jazz. it was during the final evening of our holiday that it really hotted up and myself and james eventually did something about that tension. James Hadnt spent much time around us girls and i was worried he had been avoiding me. I was lying poolside in a one piece swimsuit that pushed my little tits up and sat high on the hips showing my ass off and also the shape of my fanny. James was walking around the poolside towards me and i remember seeing him in some very short swimshorts, with no top on and remember thinking fucking hell look at him hes fit. he sat next to me and we chatted for a while before long as we relaxed and had a few drinks from the all inclusive bar things got a little flirty. I Did my usual technique just like with mike on the bus, a flick of the hair, a bite of the lip, a flutter of the eyelashes, those kind of things. he got a little touchy feely a hand on my knee sliding up my thigh slightly. We spoke about the date and my confidence began to grow more. Before long it was almost time to get ready for dinner so i said to James we better head up and escort sakarya get ready. We headed to our rooms, once we arrived James told me to knock his door once i was ready and we could head to dinner together if i wanted. i agreed and we both separated and went in our rooms. i showered and started to get ready my roommate was ready and asked if i wanted her to wait i told her not to worry as James would take me down “i bet he will” was the reply if my memory is correct hehe.  I started to dress i decided to wear my best lingerie white French knickers, with a white net style bra that you could see straight through and my little pink nipples poked right through as i looked in the mirror i finished of my bottom layer with some stockings and was about to put on the dress i had chosen when the door knocked.I just thought it was my roomie and she had forgotten her key(not uncommon during this holiday) so just walked to the door and opened it in my sexiest white lingerie. James still thinks i did it on purpose but it honestly was a mistake. as i opened the door i was shocked to see james stood there in his towel fresh out of the shower. “sorry lozzy, do you have any toilet pap…, fuck me you look great” “oh shit” i replied ” it thought you were…” we both froze and stared at each other for what felt like an eternity… and then we pounced and literally snogged each others faces off he ran his hands through my hair as we entered each others mouths with our tongues. i pulled him into the room and he slammed the door behind him as he did this his towel dropped to the floor and his cock was on full view, it was around half an inch smaller to mikes but still a very impressive size and i let him know about it. James pushed me against the wall and pulled sakarya escort bayan my knickers to one side and began to rub my cunt with his fingers, i returned the favour and nursed his cock to full attention with my hands. i dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth and began to suck on his cock. At this point i saw our reflection in the mirror and me sucking his cock in my white lingerie was so horny. i got so wet at that view. james picked me up and threw me on the bed, he peeled my knickers of and pushed my legs up to my ears and began to lick and suck on my clit then he moved down and began to tongue my asshole. it felt so fucking good and i told him not to stop if he wanted me to cum. he grinned and continued to tongue my asshole and pussy as i rocked up and down his tongue.  Then it hit me an earth shattering orgasm from his gifted tongue. James climbed on top of me and started to tease my fanny with the head of his cock…. rubbing it up and down my slit making me purr, he continued to tease me i was going crazy i just wanted him to fuck my brains out ” oh fuck james please fuck me, please give me your cock, i want it, i want it so fucking bad” and with that he pushed it slowly deep into my pussy it too my breath away it felt amazing and he began to pump slow and deep, long powerfull thrusts, each one drawing a whimper from me as i started to rise to climax again. we never took our eyes of each other and he slowly got faster not losing his rhythm but faster, longer and harder strokes that made me fuck buck on his cock to another orgasm. i said to James ” the others will wonder where we are soon so i want your fucking hot load in my pussy, i want to feel it when I’m at the table” James began to fuck me hard and i mean  really hard i had never been fucked so hard in my life really deep aggressive pumps of his cock into my pussy that sent me into another eye rolling orgasm then just as reached climax so did he almost simultaneously we came together and i felt his semen flood my cunt.

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Allie, the Bratty Sub gets properly punishedAllie could feel the heat between her thighs so intensely, she swore she could light her lace panties on fire if she were allowed to rub her legs together. Every nerve ending in her heated aroused sex was ready to explode. She wanted to cum, no… she needed to cum, so fucking badly. But she had no way to voice her opinion, or close her legs now for that matter.She groaned as she bit down harder on the leather sandwiched between her teeth. The buzz from the round egg vibrator stuffed up in her suffering cunt, driving her so close to the edge. She could feel the drool dripping from the corners of her mouth as she clenched the thick round handle and prayed to god she didn’t let go.The wetness running down her chin was mimicking the wetness now leaking out of her pussy and down her hot inner thighs. She clenched her eyes shut wishing it would end in a good way, wishing she had behaved herself and obeyed her Master. She groaned and chastised herself for being such a stupid brat and tried to remember why this was happening to her.…..Late this morning he had dragged her up out of her hungover slumber and attached her cuffed wrists to their punishment arch. She was still dressed in her very short, body hugging clubbing dress. Except now her Master had pulled the much too tight and slightly cum stained dress up over her hips. Her thin lace panty being the only thing protecting her modesty.Suspended there by her wrists, her tired stretched arms aching now, Allie remembered the last time he suspended her like this. He had whipped her pussy mercilessly for hours on end. The memory of that long night quickly making her hangover vacate and even some tears began to trickle as she begged him for forgiveness.Forgiveness for her now forgotten transgressions of the previous night. She was desperately trying to remember last night and why he was so angry and being so punishingly stern with her.“Please sir, it was the alcohol Sir..I didn’t mean to be disobedient. I didn’t mean to be a brat Sir…pleazzze…no whip Sir, anything but the whip on my pussy. Anyth…UMMMAA”Her pleading speech cut off suddenly as he jammed the handle of his most dreaded short leather pleated whip in between her teeth and lips.“Okay you protesting little bitch. I won’t whip your tender pussy….yet!” he barked into her shocked face. “But the moment you drop this whip, is the moment I take it and whip your thighs and cunt so fucking hard you won’t stop crying for a week. Remember the last time? You cried like a baby for hours, especially when I fucked your swollen raw disobedient cunt.”He looked at his watch and then with an evil grin said, “But since I am not a total sadist and love my darling little sub, when she’s properly subservient, if you make it to sunset, I will only tie you over the spanking bench and paddle your cute ass…And then fuck it hard! For good measure!”She winced at his words but nodded in agreement. She thought she could keep the handle safely wedged in her mouth for another five hours, if she concentrated. She had done far more excruciating and kinky things with her lips and jaws, based on her Master’s devious whims, for that long.Allie watched him step back and hold his own chin in deep thought and then finally pondering out loud. Her trepidation growing.“Hmmm… now how can we make this harder on your disobedient little pussy? You left your Master extremely unsatisfied last night, you misbehaving minx!”Allie’s eyes widened in horror and she gave the most tiny shake of her head, in a useless plea to not make it worse than it already felt. “AAWW GAAAAWW” she moaned thru her open yet clenched jaws.Her Master began tracing sinop escort his fingers all over her taut shivering stomach muscles. His large right hand sliding down over her panty covered mound till it found the narrow bit of fabric caught in the cleft of her pussy. He fisted the small patch of material and gave it a tug up at first. Driving the lace up into her slit and making her audibly squeal thru her makeshift gag.Then he used his fingers, roughly without any thought of delicateness for her most tender parts, and wedged the vibrating egg up into her pussy. With two firm swats of his open bare palm, to her now buzzing sex, he kissed her crinkled forehead and said, “I am going to go out and grab some coffee…Don’t go anywhere….And don’t drop anything princess.”He cupped her sex one more time and plunged a finger up into her moist depths to check on the vibrator. “Good and deep slave…very good and deep. Now remember, be an obedient little slave and hold this whip in…So Master won’t have to whip your delicate pussy to shreds.”She winced and moaned at the use of those words, ‘shred and slave’. Tears formed in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she tried to look contrite and subservient. He only used the term slave, when she was about to be treated to hours and hours of punishment.One more long kiss to her forehead and a surprisingly harsh, squeal inducing tweak of her left nipple, was followed by him abruptly leaving the room. The door clicked shut and she even heard the lock turn. And then it was just her groaning and trembling, trying to stave off, or at least control, the growing orgasm threatening to consume her and make her punishment a hell of a world worse.…..An hour passed before he re-entered the room. Allie barely noticed, her suffering moans and endless whimpers drowning out the soft footsteps of her Master.Suspended by her wrists, her semen stained dress still pulled up over her hips, she was in agony trying to stave off a screaming orgasm. The kind that would make her unclench her jaws and initiate a pussy whipping she wasn’t sure her or her sensitive delicate female parts could survive.“You are really close to the edge aren’t you brat? And if you start to cum and that whip falls out of your mouth…oh the fuckin pain you will feel!” her Master growled down at her, as he towered over her restrained and captive trembling body.He took a sip of his sweet and earthy smelling coffee and leaned in closer and tapped her quivering chin. A mischievous almost sadistic smile forming on his face, “You sorry now princess? You want to plead forgiveness to your Master for being such a disobedient little brat last night and leaving your Master’s cock untouched and unexploded? Hmmmm?”Allie nodded emphatically in total agreement, “YYAAHH RRRRRR” is all she could say with the whip handle lodged in her mouth. And there was no way she was going to drop it. She dreaded and feared more than anything, the intense heated pain her master could deliver to her pussy with this leather instrument of punishment.She deserved this, she knew it, as the foggy memories of last night seeped back into her brain. She had been a horrible flirtatious brat on New Years Eve. Her Master more than once taking her aside to slap her ass hard and warn her that she was close to the point of being dragged home and having her pussy whipped till it swelled shut.Her sober mind knew this was her most dreaded painful punishment. But her drunk mind was having to much fun flirting with every guy she met and enjoying her Master’s growingly more frequent and harsher spankings in the club’s coat closet and private washroom.“So you naughty little cunt, You escort sinop remember why you are getting this punishment?” he asked.At one point she vaguely remembered offering to suck her Master’s best friend, Jason’s cock, if he would buy her another drink. Her Master’s reaction being a simple grab of her ass and a threat that if she did that for his friend, she better be ready to deliver a good long and deep, very deep, blow job when they got home.She fuzzily remembered awkwardly sliding under the table to find Jason’s dark skinned sexy sub Diana, already under the table and getting ready to suck her Master’s cock. The two girls had a moment of giggles and then went to town pleasing each other’s Master, followed by a cum sharing make out session that had both their masters looking down on them with awe and surprise.Then it was more drinking, more dancing and more flirtatious behaviour. Followed by a short cab ride back to Master’s home. A home where she was supposed to deliver that long, mouth watering, cum swallowing deep throat session for her bratty behaviour.Allie gasped around the leather in her mouth and nodded in horrific memory of what she had done. The deep throating blow job hadn’t happened. She had passed out in the living room of her Master’s apartment.And so now here she was, deservedly strung up in Master’s punishment room and suffering through a long drawn out punishment. A combination of bondage, orgasm denial and fearful apprehension of what horrible suffering she might possibly endure.As she gritted her teeth into the leather whip handle, fighting to keep the explosive orgasm at bay. Allie swore in her mind to never, ever drink again. A huge curse erupted in her throat as she felt the orgasm begin to twitch in her clit and then run throughout her tingling, buzzing pussy. She could feel her nipples hardening like rock and her chest heaved as she panted around the leather in her mouth. ‘Oh god, no.. no..no..no’ her mind screamed, as she felt her muscles beginning to convulse.Tears rolled down over her cheeks as she cried in horrific knowledge that she was about to release. And then she felt his hand. Her Master’s firm hand cupped her chin and his other hand pulled the whip handle from her slobbering mouth.“Oh gawd..thank you sir …thank you sooo much sir.” She whined into his smirking face.“You are ready to cum, aren’t you my little slave toy?” he spoke back at her.Allie nodded furiously, looking at him with her waterfilled pouty eyes and now biting her bottom lip so hard, she thought it might bleed. She felt his hand reach around and grasp her left butt cheek and then she shrieked.“OH GAWWD SIR! What …what are ….what are you doing ?” she half yelled, half whined, as she felt the bulbous tip of the whip handle slide her soaked panty out of the way and then protrude up into her soaking wet pussy. The thick end stretched her entrance and then easily slid up into her drenched cavity.Her Master didn’t even stop to answer, he just kept ascending the handle up into her spasming cunt. His grip on her ass cheek tightening, as Allie’s whole body lifted upwards to try and vainly avoid the invasion of the whip handle into her throbbing pussy.“I am just being a nice Master and letting you cum, by fucking you with the feared whip.. Isn’t that a nice thing for your Master to do to you ssslaave?” He drew out the slave word as he began to pump the handle ferociously up and down. All of it disappearing up into her cunt. All of it filling her up and hammering her insides even as the egg vibrator was still inside her.The force of the vibrating egg against her cervix, the stretch and friction of the leather handle on her sinop escort bayan entrance and channel, broke her. Allie came screaming and shouting, her body thrashing about in its restraints. Her head thrown back in sheer agony and ultimate pleasure, as her Master kept up the pumping of the whip.….Allie tried to open her eyes, her brain was a fuzzy mess. Her Master stood there before her with his muscular tattooed arms crossed. “Just wondering if I should tie up your other ankle now and leave you hanging?” he said with a smile.Allie perked up at this comment and shook her foggy head. It was bad enough she could barely keep one foot anchored on the floor, and her arms were really aching now after collapsing in her restraints from the most intense bound and basically forced orgasm of her life.The horrific idea of being suspended and spread meant he was still planning on possibly whipping her. Finally finding the words, in her post orgasmic brain, that she needed to beg aloud for such a thing not to occur, she opened her mouth to plead out a protest against such a horrible idea.But only a muffled,” AAHHHGG” escaped her mouth as her Master jammed the leather handle back in her between her aching jaws. Her tongue sampling the taste of her own arousal and eruption, the wraps of leather wet and slick with her spent cunt juices.“What …you thought we were done? HAHAHA”, he laughed at her, “No my disobedient little bratty slave, we are no where near done with this punishment.” He said, his lips almost curled in a sneer. He stepped to her left and then took the small cordless vibrator from off the pillar.Allie was now fully alert again, her arms trembling in the cuffs and chains over her head. If he inflicted that device on her now ravaged sex, along with the egg vibrator still humming torturously away inside her still quivering cunt, she knew she would lose her mind and end up suffering nothing but incredible pain.Her Master approached her slowly, his free hand cupping each of her heaving breasts in turn and then it reached up and wiped away the new tears of fear running over her flushed cheeks. He watched with delight as her head slowly turned pitifully from side to side as he slid the vibrator down in behind the soft drenched fabric of her panties.Wedging the vibrating device into her crotch, he patted the outside of the fabric, of her now stretched out and soaked pretty panties. Each firm pat of the fabric ground the vibrating head into her suffering quivering mound, causing her hips to futilely jump back away from his hand. She whimpered and watched him step away to her left again.He looked at the huge butt plug resting on the small shelf, which was part of his wooden punishment arch and then blew a bit of dust off the massive, never before used, instrument. He smiled for a second and then uttered.“I Just may have to finally use this on you today too. I gotta find some way to make you drop that fuckin whip. Now I am going to go make breakfast. See you in another hour or so princess…And I really hope you cum again….hard!” he chuckled as he turned away and left. Smiling at the muffled protesting screams and whines coming from behind him.…..He hadn’t been in the kitchen 15 minutes when he heard the distant screams. The long drawn out howls making their way out of the punishment room. Setting aside the half cooked bacon, he clapped his hands together in gleeful anticipation.Even though he knew she couldn’t hear him, he announced, “Whipping time my pretty slave cunt! Here comes Master!” as he strolled down the hall. Grabbing a tube of lube out of the bedroom on the way, his cock hardened at the thought of how he was going to plug her ass anyways and whip her pussy silly. Then he would fuck her endlessly, all day, leaving her bound up until tomorrow. All suitable punishment he thought, for such a disobedient little sub..So do you think Allie will ever misbehave again?

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SPURTERWhile in the US Air Force stationed in what was then a west Germany in 1967 on my three day break I was with seven others from my security policeman flight celebrating Joe Roberts twenty first birthday at a bar in a Trier. Unbeknownst to Joe one of our colleagues had managed to arrange a girl to do a strip for him and somehow we,d managed to keep,it secret from Joe. A couple German girl friends were also present at the party and we were all feeling fairly merry when the girl arrived, Helmut Schoenberg, the guy who had asked her to strip for Joe spoke fluent German though he was born in midwestern America as that was his family,s first language. Once he introduced the woman to Joe she smiled, gave him a passionate kiss and wished him happy birthday in German and English then began to pendik escort sexily remove her clothing to taped music till she wore just nipple tassels, shiny gee string and heels, her tits quite large the nipples almost too large for the tassels. Before Joe could react she began to remove his clothing. He might have thought she,d stop when he was down to just his underpants, but No way as she peeled them off to expose his rather large uncut prick standing out proudly before him. Chuckling she began to work him even stiffer with her delicate fingers, then plucked her tassels away and used her ample titties on his cock. Eventually to much encouragement from his colleagues , their girlfriends and other people she removed her gee string to reveal a large bald pussy(unusual for 1967) and escort pendik bent over to urge Joe to slide his big trouser snake up her treasure slit which he had no hesitation to do. Soon from where I was sitting with my girl friends hand rubbing my cock as I fingered her through her soaked panties even we could hear Joe,s cock slurping against the Young Fraulein,s cunt walls, loud sucking sounds as their second organs worked together. Before he could shoot his heavy load she pulled away from Joe, took hold of his cock and began to frantically fist him till he groaned and a large heavy blob of sperm shot from the tip of his cock and streaked its way a full ten feet across the floor to the wild cheers and dirty remarks of the observers. It was quite amazing how much and how many pendik escort bayan spurts his cock made before it simply dribbled down onto her hand at which time she kissed it and then squeezed and licked the excess cum away with her cat,s tongue as cheers and laughter and calls of “eat it baby! Swallow it fraulein! You can eat mine too honey!” Rang out from the passionate audience. A couple of us noticed Helmut had disappeared and things began to quieten as the woman had gone into the ladies toilet to clean up and get dressed. Eventually the woman left the toilet and was joined by Helmut. “Who,s the woman Helmut.s with any way?” I asked. “Oh that,s his girlfriend Uschi.” One of my work,s colleagues replied. “Doubt we,ll see them again tonight as he,ll stay at her place and drive to base later in the day to join us for duty at four! Don,t know how he does it as she must wear him out!” “She,s welcome to wear me out any time!” I added and my sentiments were seconded by a few others.”Wish my birthday Wasn,t so many months away!”TBC

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Small Town Cocksucker[Inspired by real events, and real individuals, it’s still largely ‘fictional’ as far as people, times, and places. But I dedicate it particularly to swallow4u! Enjoy!]Dean and I had first come across one another through a web-site dedicated to networking glory holes all across the country, and we’d almost met up twice, but each time he had to cancel for various reasons (the first time had been a bad winter storm). He’d had to cancel two other times after that, and I began to get a little frustrated it. After that we hadn’t been in contact at all, and I figured that nothing was ever really going to ‘come of it’ (pun intended, of course), and then one morning, from out of the blue, I found an email notice saying that someone had contacted me through that glory hole networking site; and when I opened it, it was from Dean!He started out by apologizing for not having been in contact for so long, but, that things had changed in his life over the intervening ten months, or so, and he was hoping I was still interested in getting together with him for some glory hole fun. I felt a thrill start to course through my groin area as I read those last words—and I sent him a reply stating that I was ‘very interested’ in that!The next step was to find a day and a time to meet up. He lived in a small town almost exactly an hours drive south of where I lived. I didn’t really like small towns like the one lived in (too many rednecks, etc.), but I really wanted a blow job, and, as my father used to say: ‘A stiff dick has no conscience.’ What my father had been referring to was pussy, and he would have been less than thrilled to know that his only son had grown up to be something of a fag (or, at least that’s likely how he would have defined me), but the comment was certainly very true; and the idea of Dean sucking my cock (and swallowing my load of cum) did indeed make my cock stiff!He told me that he had a new job, and that getting together like that would be complicated by his hours. But, once every other weekend (either Saturday, or Sunday), he’d be home. So we worked the best time for him, and that was that.The Saturday I drove down there was a cold, but bright and sunny, late January. The further south I drove, the osmaniye escort more excited and antsy I became; but that was really part of what I loved about glory hole experiences—the initial uncertainty and nervous excitement; and that day proved to be no different from the others I’d known in that regard!Google Maps led me right to the very street and house where Dean lived. He’d said in our last exchange that I’d know the right house because of several big, full-dress Harley’s, would be in the front drive way; and as I got closer, sure enough, I saw the bikes setting there, leaning on their kick-stands, and gleaming in the Winter sunlight.Dean had said to park out front and come around to the north side of the attached garage and come on in through the only side door, and that he’d be there, waiting. I parked and was soon opening the door he had indicated, and then closed the door behind me. The garage smelled a little of motor oil and gasoline, and a work bench to one side of the door I’d walked through was strewn with wrenches, and all sorts of other miscellaneous motorcycle engine parts.As I was noticing this, a voice said: “Hey, buddy! I’m glad you could make it!” It was Dean, speaking from behind a large blue plastic tarp, which had a hole of about three inches in diameter cut about two and a half, to three feet above the floor.”You ready for one helluva blow job?” Dean added with slight chuckle.”I sure am!” I replied, feeling my heart pounding harder now that I was there.”Then get that dick out and let me have it, man! I’m THIRSTY!!”I hurriedly undid my belt, and then unzipped my zipper. My hands were shaking slightly from nervousness and anticipation, and as I shuffled up closer to where the glory hole was, I could see him peaking out up at me. From the brief glimpsed I gleaned, I could tell he had a big, full beard, flecked mainly in grey. His mustache was of the Santa Claus variety, and with a yellowish tint, the telltale signs of a cigarette smoker. As I stood close to the plastic tarp, he reached out and grabbed me by the balls. It momentarily surprised me.”That’s a nice cock ya got there,” he said. “Looks bigger than the picture you sent me.”I didn’t say anything to that.As he was fondling my balls, osmaniye escort bayan I could see a little bit more of his physical appearance. He had large hands with thick fingers. His finger nails were indicative of someone who worked on greasy car and motorcycle engines, but I didn’t care. His hands were the least of my interest at that moment!He tugged on my balls, and I stepped closer, and as I did, his hand let go and I inserted my cock and balls through the round hole.”That’s a fucking great looking cock, man! Mmmm. I’m gonna enjoy this!” I felt my cock stiffen as he said that, and true to his word, he took my cock into his mouth; and as he did, I could feel his mustache brushing against my abdomen as he pumped him mouth over the length of my cock shaft; and as he did, I couldn’t help but respond with a long, and very heartfelt low moan of pleasure. At that moment, the hour long drive, the nervousness, and uncertainty I’d felt, evaporated, and I stood there with my cock in Deans mouth and just let him take it from there!He was a good cocksucker. He’d work it really vigorously for a few moments, and as he did, I’d start to get close to ejaculating my load, but then, just as I starting to feel that unmistakable sensation of an impending orgasm—he’s stop for a moment or so! “Oh, mother-FUCKER that’s a nice goddamn cock ya got there! MM! MM! MMMM!!! I love it!”Hearing him saying those things added to the excitement I was already feeling; and I was definitely glad I’d taken that hour to drive down there after all!He teased the shit out me for quite a while before letting me blow my load—and though it had it’s moments of frustration, the frustration itself was also extremely pleasurable! So, by the time I did come, I was more than ready to be rid of it!”Come for me, buddy,” I heard Dean’s voice say between sucking my cock. “That’s it.” Then he’s suck my cock for a few seconds, and then say: “Yeah. Give it to me! Give it ALL to me! No holding back.”A moment later, as I felt my orgasm coming on fast, I said as much to him, but he didn’t reply. Rather, he kept my cock inside his moist mouth, and when I exploded at last, I could hear (between my own gasps and groans) Dean also moaning as spurt after spurt escort osmaniye of my sperm began pumping out, over and over, and over again!My legs felt shaky as I stood there, my cock inside Dean’s eager mouth, and even after I had no more cum left to give up, he didn’t stop sucking and slurping! Then, when he did finally let my cock slip out, he said: “Goddamn! That was a fucking HUGE load of cum! Wow. That’s exactly what I like! Way to go, buddy! Way. To. Go. Nicely done!”For a moment, I just stood there, my dick still hanging through the round hole in the plastic tarp, breathing heavily, and feeling that wonderful ‘afterglow’ of post-orgasm.”That,” I said, speaking through the tarp, ” was the best blow job I’ve EVER HAD! I mean that. Thanks!””You’re welcome, buddy,” Dean said, sounding pleased with how it all had gone. “It helps to have a nice cock to work on! And you got yourself a very nice one! I liked it a lot.”I enjoyed his complimentary words.I stepped back and began to reach down to pull up my undershorts and jeans, but Dean handed me a box of tissues to clean up with through the hole in the tarp. I took it, thanking him as I did.”Yes, sir,” I heard Dean saying as I wiped my cock, “I definitely wanna get my mouth on that cock again! Mmm. Ya got nice cum, too. I like that. Tasty stuff. Ambrosia, as some would say; and I’d agree with that.””Thanks,” was all I could think to say to that.”So, now that I know what ya got to offer,” Dean said, still behind the blue plastic tarp, “I’d like for you, and I, to make this into a regular sort of thing. What do ya say to that?””That sounds good to me,” I replied, with all the sincerity I could muster.”I got me three or four other dudes that drop by here from time to time. Semi-regulars, you might say. But, I’d like for you to be a regular ‘regular’, if ya know what I mean?”So, after that crisp, cold January afternoon, I started making an almost regular, weekly, trip down there. I used more gasoline, and spent a bit more money on gasoline that I wouldn’t have other wise, but, every time I might think about not going down there, I’d remember how Deans’ whiskery fringed mouth made my cock feel, and the fantastic draining he never failed to give! So don’t ever drive by some small, podunk little town, and think that there’s nothing to interest you, because there are probably lots, and lot’s of Dean’s out there thirsting for a load of cum. I’ll keep going down to see Dean for as long as the opportunity continues to present itself!The End   

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The Eighth Time…….. Lewis and Our DenSo I would like to introduce my new friend Lewis he was a farmers son,he was a bit rugged wellington boots and smelt of grass, He was older than me he had just left school so would have been 16 but had a lot of younger friends,he was tall dark and very good looking we had been playing hide and go seek and footy all sorts,I recall it was a warm day I had been home as our garden backed onto the field where we were messing aboutI grabbed some pop and some biscuits crisps etc and headed back to Lewis and a couple of others,Lewis said lets build a Den, Over there against the fence it will be ace, we set too and gathered all sortswood and corrugated steel and set too on our Den,pretty soon we had a finished Den, nicely hidden with loads of cut grass and and branches, from a distance you couldn’t see it the entrance wasconcealed and we had rigged up a trip wire to warn us of anyone approaching, by the time we finished there was only myself and Lewis left, everyone else had gone home for tea etc….my Dad was working late so tea would be at about 7 pm it was now about 5 pm we were hot and exhausted i suggested we got in the Den and had some of the pop and snacks I had got, Lewis agreed, he pulled histop off as we headed over to the Den, we crawled inside, when inside he removed his welly’s too and put them outside the doorway,anything else you would like to take off I saidwell actually yes ödemiş escort he said I would, I looked at him quizzically,Oh really? yes he said here help me he undid his trousers and pulled them down here pull he said gesturing at the legsI did as he asked he had lovely brown hairy legs I recall they were a mass of soft downy hair, That’s better he saidare you going to join me he said, errrr I guess I said, I undid my jeans and took off my trainers and then tookoff my jeans, what about your top? are you not Hot? suppose yes he helped me remove my top, thats better he saidhere lay back here next to me, he patted the grass tuft he was leaning against, I lay back, here chuck me that pop I handed the pop over, it was cold he said it’s nice n cold mate, and pushed the bottle against my chest,Ooh I flinched he laughed, and said sorry he then put his hand on my chest is that warmer he said, yes I saidhe left his hand there then he moved it lower toward my groin, suddenly he noticed my undies Really is that right they had Concealed Weapon on them, Smudger my Mom’s friend had taken me out with her to the market an i had picked them up so she said do you like those I said they are daft, she offered to buy them I siad I don’t think Mom wouldbe impressed she said your 14 now I’ll tell her I got them for your Birthday, so there we are and here we are,So young David is there a concealed Weapon contained therein? I laughed and said I ödemiş escort bayan don’t think so,his hand wend to the waist band lets see he said and pushed his fingers under the waist band,are you OK he said?yes I guess I said he touched my cock and as he did I grew in his hand, Oh I see someone likes this he said,I said I guess yes, here he said as he grabbed my hand and pushed it down his shorts his cock was stiff and really biggrab me he said, I wrapped my hand around his girth it was fat and hard and I could feel it throbbing, David David Davidhe said Can I suck you, well i guess I said he pulled my pants away and enveloped my cock with his mouth,This was a whole new ball game I had a strange feeling come over me nothing like i had ever had before, the smell of grasshis smell and sweat his body was glistening as he slurped away at my cock, suddenly he came up and his face was in my facehe kissed me on the mouth, I was shocked, no one had ever done that before,am I OK to kiss you he said….I don’t knowI’ve never kissed anyone really on the lips before, apart from my Mom but it didn’t feel like that,did you like it he asked?yes I guess before I had finished he came in for another, this time his tongue went into my mouth too, I was strangely electrified, then he moved back to my cock I recall I shuddered and said I thinnnnk……Too LateI Cummed in his mouth my whole body shook I think I had just experienced my escort ödemiş first Orgasm Proper, wow he said you couldhave warned me, he kissed me again this time it was different again he tasted strange, do you like that he said, can you taste it? that’s your Cum, it tastes great I love it, here put your hand here he placed my hand under his ball sackcome here he put his left arm around me and pulled me in to kiss me some more, as he wanked his cock suddenly he shuddered and I felt his Spunk hit my chest spurt spurt spurt spurt it kept coming he kept juddering, god he said you have made me so hornyYou are so sweet I could eat you up, I knew I liked you the first time I saw you, I hope we can be close friends now,can we do things again soon? you liked it didn’t you you won’t say anything to any one will you,we have to be so careful,no one must ever find out what we have done here, we could both get into so much trouble, I know I said, I won’t tell a soulPinkie Promise I held out my pinkie he did too we shook he grabbed his trousers and offered me mine as I took them he Kissed me again, I looked at him he said I’m sorry I just can’t help myself I really like you you know, I didn’t have a clue then what he meant, over the coming weeks I would realise that he liked me a whole lot, every time we were alone he would kiss me, french kisses, tongue in I got quite used to it, he always grabbed my bum too, yet when anyone else was around you wouldhave no clue, it wasn’t long before we were alone again, this time we were right over the farmers field,His Dad worked the farm so no one would disturb us, It was private property, and the corn was as tall as him 6 feet….

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The Scandalous Stewardess 1″The Scandalous Stewardess”Chapter 1The Bahamian island of Eleuthera is a saber-shaped spit ofglistening white coral sand in the crystalline waters of the CaribbeanSea. One can get there by boat or by plane. It was on such a shuttleflight from Nassau that Davie Knight sat and breathlessly looked out ofthe narrow window on December 20th. The sixteen year old kept knottinga silk scarf between her hands, a gesture which could not escape thewatchful notice of the striking older blonde woman who sat next to her. The twin-engine plane was small and claustrophobic. There was nothingbut a sparkling expanse of transparent blue sea below them. Perhapsshe’s frightened, the woman was thinking to herself as she surveyed theluscious fresh-faced teen, whose long, glossy sable brown hair hung pasther pert up-thrust young breasts that were demurely hidden behind a navyblue cardigan sweater. An emblem sewn to tile sweater pocket identifiedthe girl as a student at one of the chic New York City parochial schoolsfor rich girls.The young girl’s large hazel eyes had an apprehensive look, andfrom time to time, she would bite her full, sensuous lower lip. Colorflushed the girl’s smooth cheeks, though she wore no makeup. Nor didshe need any. Hers were the vital and strikingly delineated features ofthe natural beauty.By contrast, the older blonde woman next to her had artfully usedthe best cosmetics to embellish her sophisticated good looks. Subtleblue eye shadow and contrasting deep blue liner, plus a generousapplication of rich black mascara added depth and intensity to herbright blue eyes. Blusher and bronzes augmented an unexplainable sun tanin the middle of winter, a sun tan which was apparent on the woman’ssmooth thighs and arms when she removed her lightweight jacket. Aclinging beige knit mini-dress did little to hide her ample bralessbreasts, whose firm nipples showed pointedly under the fabric.The blonde studied the preoccupied teenager for a long moment, looking intently at her face, and then up and down the length of herbody, almost the way a man would. Her eyes narrowed, and sheinvoluntarily flicked her tongue out to lick her coral lipssalaciously. Then the moment passed, and her expression became one offriendly concern as she gently tugged at the teenager’s sleeve and said,”Excuse me.”She waited until the startled girl turned to her. She’s nervous ashell, the blonde thought. With a warm and reassuring smile, the womanasked, “I didn’t mean to startle you, but I was wondering if I couldanswer any questions or just be of help. I’ve flown this hop so manytimes.”Davie’s eyes widened. She seemed reassured. “You have?” she askedbreathlessly.”Oh yes. I’m a stewie. But this time I’m deadheading. This is myvacation. Are you on a school holiday . . . all by yourself?” sheprobed.”Well, sort of. My father is meeting me though I’ll be stayingwith him “The blonde concealed her momentary disappointment. “Oh, how nice.Does he have a house on Eleuthera?”Actually, it’s a resort. French Leave.”The blonde brightened visibly. “What a coincidence! That’s whereI’ll be staying, too! So Peter Knight is your father!””You know Daddy?” the girl asked with surprise.”Not personally, of course. But this is my third visit to French Leave. I absolutely love it. There’s no place quite like it, don’t youthink? And your father is in a class by himself, too. He has to be oneof the most attractive men in the world. Matter of fact, you look a lotlike him. You certainly have his eyes, and his coloring, and the samekind of mouth . . . full and well-shaped.” (She had almost said”sensual” but thought better of it. Down girl, she had remindedherself. Not yet. Not yet.)Davie blushed, “Everyone says that Daddy and I look alike. Itmakes my mother furious. You’d never know I was her daughter at all!”Davie giggled mischievously. She was obviously delighted by the affrontto her mother which the blonde quickly picked up on. She pressed herinquiry.”It’s a good thing your mother isn’t here right now, isn’t it?” theblonde said with a between-us-girls look on her face. She punctuated itwith a broad, sparkling smite, which put Davie further at ease.”Wow! You can say that again!” Davie agreed, answering the smile with eyes heavenward in an expression of relief. “It’s a good thing sheisn’t here for a lot of reasons!””But will she be meeting you, with your father?” the blondeinquired casually.”Good grief, no! She’s back in New York, in her precious little world of tea parties, shopping sprees and charity balls. Yeeehhhck!” Davie said emphatically. “My parents have been divorced for threeyears.””I’m sorry to hear that, uh . . .”Davie.””What a beautiful name. It suits you perfectly,” the blonde cooed.”I’m Trish Byers, Davie.””Happy to meet you, Miss Byers. Everybody calls me Davie. Everyone except my mother . . .”Oh please–please call me Trish. You make me feel a hundred and fifty years old when you say Miss Byers!””I’m sorry . . . Trish I didn’t mean that at all. You’rebeautiful. It’s just that at school they make us call everyone overtwenty Miss or Mister. Force of habit, you know,” Davie answered shyly.”Well that’s one habit you can break right now–at least whileyou’re on vacation. We’ll be in Paradise in about twenty minutes. Thenit’s off with the school clothes and into the bikini for you! You dohave a bikini, don’t you?””Yes! Mummy sent me off with some square one-piece suit I wouldn’tbe caught dead in. That’s typical of her. But the first thing I didwhen I got off the plane at Nassau was run to the neatest shop and buymyself a skimpy little hot pink number that’s just a lot of stringscrocheted together. Mummy would have a stroke if she knew!” Daviegiggled girlishly again.Trish grinned back in a conspiratorial way. “Good for you, honeyit sounds as though ‘mummy’ is a little straight laced.”Davie threw back her hands and brought them down on her thighs emphatically. “Ohhh! You wouldn’t believe it! She is the most super uptight, most hypocritical person in the whole world! She makes my lifeso miserable.””But she is letting you come all the way to Eleuthera by yourselffor Christmas. That doesn’t seem niğde escort like something an uptight mother woulddo,” Trish ventured.”Because she had to. The judge made her do it. She would neverhave let me see my father otherwise. She didn’t want me to see him everagain!” said Davie, and a look of distress crossed her lovely face.”How long has it been, honey?””Three years! I was thirteen when Daddy left. I cried for a wholemonth. Mummy hated me for that, and it made her hate him more. Shethought I’d forget about him and that he’d forget about me. But itdidn’t work that way. At least, I haven’t forgotten him.Trish reached over and placed a warm hand on the teen’s knee and patted it consolingly. Now she knew the reason for the scarf knottingand the fidgeting at the window. It wasn’t the plane ride, it was DaddyDavie she was worried about. Three years is a long time to be separatedfrom anyone.”It’s going to be fine, just fine, Davie. After a few hours, it’llseem like your dad never went away. You’re going to love French Leave. Everything is so beautiful, and everyone is so relaxed. You won’t wantto go back.””Do you really think so, Trish? I mean, about Dad and me? I knowI won’t want to go back I never want to go back to that . . . thatbitch!”Trish raised a carefully plucked eyebrow. “That’s a pretty strongword, Davie, Is it ready that bad?””I hate her,” Davie said levelly. “She’s made me go to thathorrible school all these years–that ghetto for nice girls from goodfamilies, quote unquote. It’s a prison. And she won’t let me go outwith boys or have parties at home. Yet she has parties! I’m notsupposed to know what goes on. We have this huge place, a condominium. Lots of rooms. My ‘quarters’ are off at one end, but I’ve seen a lot! I know what goes on. Mummy and her arty little fag decorator friendsand swishy hairdressers. It makes me want to puke.””I can’t imagine any woman letting a man like your father go …” offered Trish, hoping for more juicy details from the innocent girl.”That’s just it–he’s a real man. Mummy doesn’t want a real man around. She has to wear the pants in the family.””And your father obviously wants a real woman, doesn’t he?””Sure. That’s why he couldn’t take it any more. I think Mummy wasemasculating him, not treating him like a man; not giving him the loveand affection and . . . well, you know what I mean,” Davie added shyly.”Sex?””Exactly. They had separate bedrooms. That went on for almost a year. My father started coming home later and later from the office. He and my mother rarely even talked to each other. Yet she insistedthat he had to go to all the stupid charity balls and parties, put on afront for their friends. One day he came home and packed all his thingsand left a long letter for me and a two word note for my mother. Shenever got over that blow to her pride. Even though she goteverything–the apartment the beach house on Long island, the car–andcustody of me she has kept punishing him in every way she could. Butshe’s punished me, too, by not letting me see him for three years. She’s done everything she could to turn me against him, and it’s onlymade me love him more and resent her.””That really wasn’t very smart of her, or fair at all, trying toturn you against your father. But she’s obviously very bitter,” Trishoffered sympathetically.”Really. But so am I. And I’m scared, too. I mean, what if Daddydoesn’t want to be bothered with me? I know he’s very busy and I mightbe in the way and . . .””Nonsense! Your father loves you very much, I know. This is probably the best thing that’s happened to him in three years, Davie,” Trish said in her most sincere, maternal manner as she once more placedher haled on the lovely girl’s and squeezed it reassuringly. Butinwardly she was thinking about the lucky women Peter Knight must havescrewed to ecstasy with his beautiful cock. She envied the women whohad felt his fiery hot cum in their pussies; the women who had felt hisbeautiful wet mouth and tongue in their cunts, licking and sucking themto the heights of cunnilingual rapture. She felt her own cuntal juicesbegin to ooze into her panties, and her clitoris throbbed withexcitement. But she forced herself to maintain a masque of sympatheticand conciliatory interest. She wanted to be damned sure she didn’t blowher game before she got a chance to blow Peter Knight’s hard cock! Thenthere was his sweet, virginal and oh-so-appealing daughter. Trish hadplans for her, too. Big, juicy plans! “Everything is going to work outjust fine, Davie I know it will.””Do you really think so, Trish? Do you?” the girl asked anxiously.”I know so. There’s not a thing to worry about. You and yourdaddy will get along just great. And I’ll be there. You and I can dofun things together when your dad’s working. And there’ll be someoneelse who might be fun for you . . .””Someone else? Who?” the teenager asked, her clear hazel eyes growing wider.”My k** brother, Randy. He’s 19. He’s meeting me at the airport.He works for the Pan Am radar installation on the island. He’s lots offun.”Does Randy know my father?””A little. It’s a small island, you know. And there aren’t that many whites. So everybody sort of knows everybody else. Randy lives atthe base on the other end of the island, with a bunch of other guys. I’m based in Nassau, but I come to Eleuthera every chance I get.””That’s why you’ve got such a great tan, I guess. I’m so white andyucky looking, I’ll have to hide out for a couple of days until I gettoasted!”The pilot’s gravely voice interrupted on the intercom, “Ladies andgentlemen, we are approaching the landing field. Please be sure yourseat belts are securely fastened and extinguish all smoking materialuntil you are outside the field gates. We hope you enjoy your stay inEleuthera. Thanks for being aboard.”Davie peered out the plane window. Her hands gripped the armrests. Trish Byers patted tile pretty brunette’s arm gently. “Don’tworry, honey. Everything’s going to work out fine just fine!”* * *Among the dozen or so spectators who watched the small aircrafttouch down on the strip was a man who stood out by virtue of his proud,straight bearing, his aura of escort niğde confidence and his devastating goodlooks. Peter Knight was a man who would be noticed anywhere. His bodywas firm and muscular, without an ounce of excess fat. His white slackswere impeccably tailored and the navy blue polo shirt he woreaccentuated his broad chest and ample biceps. He was a youthful forty,a man with the features of Paul Newman, except that his eyes were hazeland his dark brown wavy hair was only slightly streaked with strands ofgray. He was deeply tanned, and had acquired little laugh lines aroundhis deep-set eyes. He smiled readily, showing strong and even whiteteeth. How different was his expression now from the one Davieremembered when she had seen him last three long years ago. In thosedays, Peter Knight was a successful commodity broker with a seat on theNew York Stock Exchange. He was harried and depressed usually, thesunny side of his nature occluded by a bad marriage and what he calledthe “New York rat race’–both of which he wanted out of. He had alwaysdreamed of opening his own resort, but Davie’s mother wouldn’t hear ofit. She wanted the prestige, the financial security, the social life that went with being asuccessful broker’s wife, though she had plenty of family money of herown and didn’t have to rely upon his income for the lavish and pointlesslifestyle that ensnared them. It took guts to make the break, but PeterKnight felt that, except for Davie, leaving New York was the best thinkhe had ever done. The resort was an immediate success. He always hadtile Midas touch for financial ventures. But he was apprehensive abouthis little girl. What would she be like now? Would he be able tohandle her? Had three years of her mother’s poison gotten to her afterall? Her letters were warm and loving. Still, he had to acknowledgethat they really didn’t know each other very well. They were bothliving with fantasies and memories of the past. She was sixteen now; ateenager. Christ, he didn’t know a damned thing about teenagers . . .especially a sixteen year old girl!Twelve passengers descended the metal stairs from the twin-engine plane. Peter Knight’s heartbeat quickened as he spotted the shy and stunning young girl who walked in the company of a flashy blonde he recognized as a previous guest at the resort. She was a stewardess, ahot number who had made overtures to him in the past. But he was very cautious about getting involved with his paying clients. It was toorisky for a lot of reasons.He went to the girls, a big appealing grin on his face. His mannerwas smooth and straightforward but his palms were damp.”Davie! How are you, sweetheart?” he said as he rushed to embracehis daughter. Her sunny, angular little girl’s body had beentransformed into the soft, round curves of a young woman. He could feelthe warmth of her firm globular breasts against his chest as he huggedher. Her glossy, sable hair was fragrant with a clean herb scent, likewild grasses in a field. It was longer than before, framing herbeautiful young face whose clear, hazel eyes shone moistly from tears ofemotion.”Oh Daddy, Daddy! I thought I’d never see you again!” Daviecried. She was almost sobbing now.Peter Knight held his daughter closely for another long moment, a moment which was fraught with unvoiced emotion. Then he was consciousof the smiling blonde who was observing them from just a few feet away. She had the same faintly predatory look that had raised a red flag inhis mind when he had seen her before. But he had to admit that she wasa good-looking broad all right, with the best pair of legs he had everseen. And boobs that jutted out like ripe melons aching to be plucked. She must have fucked a thousand guys, he thought to himself. I’ll betshe’s one hellulva piece of ass.He extended his hand to Trish, “I’m Peter Knight. I think we’vemet at French Leave.”Davie interjected excitedly. “Oh excuse me, Trish, Daddy, this ismy friend, Trish Byers. She’s stayed with you before. She’s astewardess with Pan Am.”He overlooked the innocent faux pas. “Yes, I recognize Miss Byersas one of our guests. Nice to see you again, Miss Byers.””Daddy don’t call her Miss Byers. That makes her feel old. She wants to be called Trish.”The blonde grinned with embarrassment, but she gave him a practicedprovocative look.”Can we give you a ride, Trish?” Peter Knight offered.”Thank you, but I’m being met by my brother.” She looked aroundthen and a glint of recognition crossed her face as she caught sight ofa shaggy haired youth who was leaning casually against a red MGconvertible. Trish waved at the boy, who made no move to approach. When Knight turned around, he recognized the boy as a frequent visitorto the resort bar. He thought it strange that the youth did not comeforward.As though divining his thoughts, Trish quickly added, “Randy’s veryshy. But you’ll meet him. Well, Davie, I’ll see you later, OK?””Right, Trish. And thanks for everything.”The blonde winked at the school girl. “There’s nothing to thank mefor. That’s what friends are all about.”* * *Once they were settled in the sleek silver Porsche and heading downthe road toward French Leave, Peter Knight and his daughter began torelax in each other’s company a bit. There is something permissive andseductive about a Caribbean Island, particularly one like Eleuthera,where the brilliant semi-tropical sun and the absence of pressure inviteone to shed cares, clothing and convention. This was Peter Knight’shome ground now, and he assumed the role of confident host and tourguide–though the principal charm of Eleuthera is the absence ofcommerce and people such commerce attracts. Indeed, French Leave is theonly tourist attraction. There isn’t much to “see” except thecoral-studded sea and several miles of pristine, white coral sand dottedwith lush tropical vegetation.Davie couldn’t get over the contrast between Eleuthera, where the temperature was 78 degrees and they passed only a few Bahamian natives along the road and an occasional car, and New York City, where the temperature had been a bone-chilling 27, and the thousands of faces thatpassed her were all uniformly gray niğde escort bayan and cheerless. She pulled off hersweater and slithered down in the black leather seat of her father’ssports car, letting the warm island breeze blow her shining dark hairaway from her face. She closed her eyes and let the hot sun beat on hersmooth fair skin, feeling as though the weight of the world had beenlifted from her young shoulders. Peter Knight stole a glance at hislittle girl, noting again how much of a woman she had become in threeyears. Her full ripe breasts strained against her prim white blouse. She had kicked off her shoes and socks and her bare legs were smooth andslender beneath her pleated shirt. He had to remind himself that Daviewas no longer a c***d and he couldn’t treat her as one now. He also hadto remind himself that she was his daughter.”Did you have a nice chat with Trish Byers?” he suddenly asked. Davie opened her eyes and looked at her father, “Oh yes, Daddy. She’sso understanding. Really a nice woman. And so pretty, too. She’s adish!””Yes, Miss Byers is quite attractive. But I’m sure she knows that.””She thinks you’re quite something yourself.””Ohhh?” Knight reacted with surprise, though he knew that the stewardess seemed to have the hots for him. But he felt she probablyhad the hots for most men; she seemed like the kind of woman whocouldn’t get enough cock. That’s what he didn’t like about her. Heliked a woman who was more selective, who was harder to get. There wasno challenge with a dame like Trish Byers–except to keep your pantsup! Still, she could probably give a guy the fuck of his life. She wasone hot cunt all right. As for her “brother,” Peter didn’t like tilecut of the k**’s jib. He doubted that tile mop-haired youth really washer brother, though he might he. He didn’t want his tender daughtermixed up with either of them, though he didn’t know how to tell Daviethat without arousing suspicion in her mind. Besides, the k** had hadenough controls from her bitch mother. He wasn’t about to start puttingclamps on her the minute she arrived. He would see to it that everymoment would be beautiful and memorable for Davie. He knew now that hewanted her with him always. He desperately hoped that she would wantthat too.* * *About a mile behind, a red MG was cruising along the two-lane roadwith its two blonde passengers. Randy Ferris sat behind the wheel ofthe sports car, his faded skin-tight jeans showing a huge bulge in thecrotch where his rock-hard cock was straining to be free of its denimprison. It had grown to gargantuan proportions under the skillful andincessant manipulations of the blonde stewardess beside him. His brownhand was under her beige miniskirt and he was massaging the wet slit ofher pussy with his middle finger.”Geezus, baby, you’re hot as a pistol. You must not have been gettin’ it more than six times a day lately,” he wisecracked.”I’ve had a run of bummers, honey. Besides, you know how I feel about your prick, lover. There’s just nobody who can do me like my li’lol’ baby brother.””Yeah. But you keep tryin’, don’tcha? I saw how you came on to Knight–and his k**. You’d like a taste of that stuff, wouldn’t you?” Randy said, looking at her with a cocksure smirk on his lean, handsome face.”You don’t miss a trick, do you sweetie? That’s why I feel so goodwith you. No games. No pretense. Just good, clean dirty sex–lots ofsucking and fucking, the way I like it,” Trish answered, rubbing hervoluptuous breast against the youth’s muscled arm.”So what about the Knight k**? Have you gotten into her pussyyet?” Randy teased.”Don’t be silly. It’s only a twenty minute flight!” the stewardessteased back.”Baby, I wouldn’t put anything past you–even on a twelve passengerplane in broad daylight!””She’s going to take a little longer. She’s been shut up in a convent school with a lot of dried up nuns and a faggot-balling mother who’s out to make damned sure she doesn’t get her precious little cherrypopped. No wonder her old man took off. Who could live with a bitchlike that? I’ll bet he’s one helluva swordsman.””That hasn’t done you much good so far, baby ” Randy jibed. “You might have to stand in line for that dude.””You wouldn’t want to lay money on that, would you, Covey?” Trish purred, giving him a devilish look.Randy searched her face. Her lips were curled in a confidentsmirk. “G’wan,” he said, “you don’t think you’re going to nag Knightand his sweet-assed daughter too!””That’s exactly what I intend to do,” Trish responded emphatically,squeezing the lips of her pussy tighter around her brother’s finger. Hewas her half-brother, actually, the product of a marriage between hermother and step-father. She and Randy had been balling for three years,and he was a straight-A student in the sex education courses she gavehim. They had a unique relationship. They both loved each other verymuch, and yet there was no jealousy between them. She urged Randy toget as much pussy as he could, knowing of course that she would alwaysbe first with him. And she delighted in recounting every detail of herencounters in bed with other men–and women. Trish was 29 (though shelooked a couple of years younger) and she really had no intention ofgetting married. It would, unless she got a very exceptional man, putan end to her affair with her k** brother, as well as various other menand women of her acquaintance. She would never sacrifice that for ahome and a meal ticket.”Not only am I going to nail that dynamic duo, but being thegenerous and loving sister that I am, I’m going to see that you get acrack at that virginal little pussy as well.Would you like that, my love? Would you like to be first to splither hot little cunt with your big hard prick?””Are you k**ding? Christ, would l! But you’re out of your mind, Trish. Knight would have my balls on a spit if he ever found out. My balls–and yours, too!””Trust me, precious. Trust your sis. Have I ever let you down?” The youth shook his head. “I won’t this time, either. Randy, I promiseyou I won’t. Now finish me off, honey. Finger me off. I’m almostready to cum!” And Trish scooted down further in the bucket seat,spread her smooth, sun-tanned legs further apart, opening the wet crackof her slippery cunt wider to her brother’s skillful manipulations andclosed her eyes, while he fingered her to a thrilling orgasm in thetopless MG on the road to French Leave.

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