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Chris pulled a bottle of water out of his jeans, swigged, then offered me some. I guessed he had been out clubbing too. He told me he had been to the Fridge with some mates, but decided to walk home. I smiled at him and told him “Snap”. Looking directly into his face in the daylight, I could tell from his pupils that he had been taking something other than alcohol. I asked how much he had taken and he told me just one. As we walked down the hill to my place, I found out that he moved into this part of town last year and was at the art college. He lived about 20 minutes walk from me. Even though it’s a big city, London can feel very small.

We got to my place. I was hoping my flat mate had picked up and gone back to their place, leaving Chris and me to our selves. I knew how much stuff Craig (or Lulu as he likes to be called) had taken in the club, and the last thing I wanted was him perched on the end of my bed talking incessantly as he came down (which he often does).

We got in, I called out his name and there was a blissful silence.

Chris said he had a tab left and asked if I wanted to share it. As I had abstained in the club, I thanked him with a yes. He bit off half and popped the other bit in my mouth. The bitterness hit my tongue, but this was washed away with a hit of his water. Chris had the most gorgeous big brown, almost puppy like eyes with a smile that could melt the coldest heart. I pulled him to me and kissed him deep. He was a good kisser. I told him I was going to shower and told him to join me.

In the bathroom, I was adjusting the water so it was flowing out strongly and nice and warm. When I turned round, there was Chris, totally naked, his clothes in a heap illegal bahis on the floor. I saw a dark damp stain in the crutch of his jeans, obviously where he had leaked my cum from his arse. In the dim light of the cottage, I hadn’t fully appreciated his body. He was very lean, not worked out, but naturally nice and tight. His body was smooth down to his cock, but then I noticed that his legs had a nice covering of soft downy dark hair. I told him to get under the shower while I pissed. He told me to wait till I was in the shower. As he got under, I saw that the hair from his legs spread up and covered his arse in an even softer lighter covering. I loved the sight of this. I prefer my guys to have some body hair, so when I saw this, my desires increased.

I got under the shower behind him. My cock was begining to get hard and the need to piss was still with me. Chris reached back and pulled me close to him. My cock was now pointing up and nestled along the crack of his arse. He told me to put my cock in him. I told him I needed to piss and he said..

“I know.. put your cock in me” I stood back and pointed my cock at his hole.

I felt the head slip in. It was still nice and moist from our session half an hour ago. I was now kissing the back of his neck, he asked me to bite him, which I did. He obviously loved this. As my teeth sunk into his flesh in playful bites, his hands moved onto my arse and pulled me into him. My cock slid right into him like a hot knife into butter. I reached round and gently played on his nipples and let one hand slip down onto his now rigid cock. This boy was sure fucking hot and knew exactly what he liked. I started to slide my cock slowly in and out of his illegal bahis siteleri arse in short strokes. I told him that I really did need to piss now, and started to pull out of him. His hands clamped onto my arse and pulled me back into him. I got the hint. I pulled him back onto me, and could feel my cock go deep into his arse. I felt that feeling start and tried to control it. I let out a small dribble of piss, which turned into a short stream. Before I knew it, I could feel my bladder emptying up into him. I had never done this before and was really getting off on it.

I pulled his face round and kissed him as deep as I could. This was too much… Here I was, under a heavy shower, with water falling all over my body, with a gorgeous young guy who had my rock hard dick in his arse while I pissed in him. He was loving every moment of it. He pulled his face away and told me to stop pissing. I just looked at him quizzically and tried. It was difficult but I managed it. He pulled himself off my dick and knelt in front of me and smiled. He reached up and tried to pull my cock down to point at him. I couldn’t hold back any more, the sharp pain in my bladder wouldn’t let me. My piss came gushing out of me; the stream arched and fell onto his face. He was really enjoying my hot piss and the water from the shower on his face. To my surprise, he then opened his mouth and let it fall in. I could see my piss filling his mouth and running out over his bottom lip.

My stream began to dwindle and he moved his mouth closer. Soon he had his mouth around my cock lapping up the final few drops. I could feel his tongue darting all over the piss slit as the last of my piss flowed. He pulled his head canlı bahis siteleri back; let the shower run into his mouth and slooshed. He stood up and kissed me. My mind was reeling. He stood up and told me he had to sit on the bog and not to go away. As if!!!

I stood under the shower recalling this experience feeling my cock getting more engorged. The water was running down my back and along the crack of my arse, making me feel really good. A few minutes must have gone by before I felt his hands wrap around my waist and his lips kissing me on my shoulders. I turned and kissed him passionately and deeply, pulling him as close to me as I could, wrapping my arms tightly around him. I sunk to my knees and started to kiss his balls and licking the underside of his stiffening cock. I pulled back to watch it grow harder and to see his foreskin slide back over the darkening head. My mouth went straight for it, taking it into my mouth in one movement, feeling it at the back of my throat.

In the back of my mind I thought I heard the front door bang too, followed by footsteps up the hall. What I heard next, told me I wasn’t dreaming. Lulu was shrieking out my name and asking if I was alone. Before I could dislodge my self from this beautiful cock, I saw a face at the bathroom door and heard “Ooh girl, you vegetarians are all the same, given the chance you always tuck into a nice bit of chicken” He then laughed but didn’t move. I could tell from the size of his pupils and the grinding of his jaw that he was still “up there”. I told him to fuck off and go make some tea.

“Aren’t you going to introduce this little home wrecker?”

“Lulu … FUCK OFF “

He disappeared, giggling all the way.

I stood up, Chris was laughing, and I was laughing.

“Come on…let’s get a cuppa, get him off to bed, and then carry on”

We got out of the shower, wrapped towels around us and went into the lounge.

To Be Continued…

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This story started many years ago, in the early 1990’s, when I was in my last year at school. I was a pretty good student and also played a sport at a representative level. I was neither a jock nor a nerd, just an average guy. I had had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious, and at this stage still hadn’t lost my virginity.

When the hormones had started to kick in a few years earlier, I developed a fetish which this experience enhanced and encouraged me to continue to this day. I have a panty fetish. I love women’s panties, but I also love all women’s lingerie and I especially love women’s swimwear. I have tried to rationalise my intense urges for panties and swimwear, and I think it has to do with the smooth feel of the fabric and the fact that panties, lingerie and swimwear are all so close to the women’s bodies. I like masturbating with them, but I also like wearing panties and bikini bottoms under my regular clothes. As always I started with my mother’s panties, experimenting at home when no one was there. I was also lucky to have a relatively young couple living next door and she had some really sexy underwear. I used to admire these hanging on her clothes line, as I never had the courage to ‘borrow’ some for my pleasure.

Anyway, this experience began at a family reunion about half way through my final year at school. I had just turned 18 and my family (Mum, Dad, my younger brother and myself) was staying with my aunt and uncle who lived about 3 hours’ drive from our home. It was a large gathering at their house, with family joining together from all over the country. I enjoyed catching up with other family members, and I always loved visiting with my aunt and uncle. They had a very large house, heated swimming pool and beautifully landscaped grounds around the house. My Uncle, my mother’s brother, was a lawyer, who worked for a large firm and was very successful. Their two kids were younger than my brother and I, but were good kids. Then there was the best part of any visit; my aunt.

Aunt Jane had always attracted my attention. She was about 40 at the time, about 5’5″ tall, shoulder length dark hair, brown eyes, beautiful olive skin, small but firm breasts, great ass and the absolute best legs I had ever seen. They are so shapely and always looked smooth and silky. Her skin almost glistened. Simply stunning. I remembered watching her apply sun lotion on her legs by the pool on a previous visit. I was in the water just watching her rub the lotion into her skin. I was mesmerised. I couldn’t get out of the pool for quite a while afterwards otherwise everyone would have seen my ‘appreciation’ for what she was doing. Best of all Aunt Jane always seemed pleased to see me. She always spoke to me, not as a kid, but as an adult, showed an interest in what I was doing and we got along very well.

We had a great weekend, catching up with lots of other family members and I had plenty of time talking with Aunt Jane, and generally having a good look at her. I found myself many times throughout the weekend just looking across the room, drinking in my Aunt’s beauty. I tried not to make it obvious, but I’m sure Jane caught me looking a few times. In the back of my mind was the thought that I could possibly have the chance to ‘enjoy myself’ with a pair of Aunt Jane’s panties, but the gathering went late into Saturday night, so I didn’t really have a chance to get away and do some exploring.

Sunday started late and after brunch a game of football started. A great time was had by all, but I was a little disappointed in my own mind that I hadn’t had my own fun. Before I realised it, it was time to go. After saying goodbyes to some of the family, I went upstairs to grab my bag and use the bathroom.

I was washing up in the bathroom, when I noticed the clothes hamper in the corner. I couldn’t help myself. This was my one chance and I just had to have a look. Opening the lid I noticed Aunt Jane’s dress that she had worn yesterday. Right beside the dress I had hit the jackpot. There were her panties. White, silky smooth panties. My hands started shaking as I went to pick them up. I held them up. They were hi cut bikini style panties (as was popular back then), silky nylon material, with a lace v-shaped section at the front. Beautiful. I could not put them down. These were my Aunt’s panties that had been on her pussy.

I was about to bring them up to my face and take a sniff of her fragrance, when I heard someone coming up the stairs. Panic set in very quickly. I don’t know why but I stuffed the panties into my pocket, closed the hamper lid and raced out of the bathroom. I grabbed my bag and turned around, almost knocked over Aunt Jane in my haste. I apologised profusely and she laughed, “I was just coming up to see if you were ready. They are all waiting for you downstairs.”

I made my excuses, long trip home and the like. She thanked me for coming, gave me a big hug and said any time I was down that way, I was always welcome. I thanked her for having me and headed downstairs.

The car trip home seemed to go forever. I hadn’t casino siteleri intended to take Jane’s panties, but I still had them with me. I had my hand in my pocket every now and then, feeling the silkiness of the panties. This kept me a little excited, and helped to ease my guilt in taking them from my Aunt’s house. It was late when we arrived home, and Mum and Dad insisted we head to bed as my brother and I had to go to school the following day. That was fine with me.

Once in the sanctuary of my room I pulled out the panties. I studied them carefully and felt how smooth and silky they were. The lace trim was very pretty. I then turned them inside out. I could see the slight staining on the lining where Jane’s pussy had been. I could also just smell her fragrance. I pulled my pants down, releasing my rapidly hardening cock and started stroking. I held the panties to my nose and took my first sniff. The musky aroma took me over, the smell filling my senses. My aunt’s smell was amazing, my first pussy experience. I fell back onto my bed, stroking my cock like mad. I took the panties and wrapped them around my cock, feeling the smooth fabric wrapped around my cock. In no time at all I came in bucket loads. It was the biggest cum I had ever, shooting rope after rope of cum. I was spent. I fell asleep on top of the covers, still holding the panties.

Over the next few months the panties became my constant wanking companion. I liked them so much I actually wore them a few times to enjoy the feeling of the smooth material on my skin, and having my cock so close to where my Aunt’s pussy had been. When wearing them I was in a state of semi-arousal, sliding in the panties under my clothes. Visions of my Aunt wearing the panties filled my masturbatory thoughts.

I enjoyed them for quite a while, but time marches on. Final exams, sporting commitments, part time work, second hand cars and end of school parties meant that my favourite piece of clothing was tucked away safely and enjoyed less frequently. I was successful in getting into the University I wanted and now that summer had arrived I also had a hectic season of sport. Life was looking good for me.

My brother was also playing sport and was selected for the local area’s representative side for the week long state championship. Dad was assisting the side as manager, and he and Mum were travelling with the side to the championships. The titles were being held in my Aunt and Uncle’s town. Mum asked me if I wanted come down for any of the championships.

Juggling work, I could drive down myself and meet them from Monday to Wednesday. A few days later, Mum told me that there wasn’t room for me to stay with the team at the hotel, but I could stay with my Uncle and Aunt. Talk about a win-win situation. My first solo road trip and I was staying with my favourite aunt. The panties came back out again and were well used until the trip arrived.

It was a very warm summer’s morning when I set off. My old car went like a charm and got me safely down to my Aunt and Uncles. The only downside was that the car had no air con and I was a bit sweaty when I arrived. Pulling up in the driveway, I saw that my aunt’s car was there, but as I expected, my uncle was not there.

I took my bag from the car and headed to the front door. I was about to ring the bell when the front door opened. There was Aunt Jane, looking beautiful in a light floral printed summer dress, showing off her beautifully tanned arms and chest. It reached just past her knees, showing off her shapely, smooth tanned legs. Her smile beamed as she greeted me and let me in. She gave me a big hug, and I hugged back, feeling her in my arms, her delicate perfume catching my attention. I didn’t hold on for too long as part of me was starting to stir, and that would not have been a good way to start my visit.

Jane got me to leave my bag in the hallway and head into the kitchen for some lunch. We sat there chatting away over lunch, with Jane wanting to know about everything that was happening with me. We talked about my impending move to University, my sport, work and everything. My cousins were not there and I enquired where they were, and found they were away at their Grandparents for the week. We laughed and chatted for a while, when Jane asked if I had a girlfriend. She shuffled in her seat, crossing her legs, and her dress rode up showing off some more of her silky smooth tanned legs.

“No Aunt Jane not yet. I’ve had a couple of girlfriends, but nothing really serious. In fact I have been pretty busy.”

“That’s a shame,” she said with a smile, “a good looking guy like you should have a girlfriend.”

“I imagine that I will find a girl. Might happen when I’m at Uni.” Jane just smiled.

By this stage lunch was finished and I helped Jane clear the table.

“You look a little hot and bothered.” Jane said. I was and not just from the car trip. “Why don’t you go upstairs, unpack in the guest room and take a shower.”

“That would be great. Thanks Aunt Jane.”

I went upstairs to the guest slot oyna room and unpacked. I took the towel from my bed and headed for the shower. Looking in the bathroom, I noticed the clothes hamper in the corner. My mind raced back to my last visit and I had to take a peak. Looking inside I realised it was empty, much to my disappointment. My guilty feelings I had bottled up started to return, but then I thought that Jane hadn’t mentioned anything about her panties being missing. I smiled to myself thinking how clever I was to have gotten away with it. The shower was good and when I finished I went to my room and closed the door to get changed.

I had only been in my room for a minute when there was a knock on the door.

“Dan, when you are finished in there can you please come to my room to see me.” Jane said from outside the door.

My heart raced and sank at the same time. What did she want? Was it about the panties I took? Why into her room? Was I in trouble? If I was why did she want me to stay? My mind was racing. My guilt was playing on my mind. My palms were starting to be clammy. I dressed and went over to her room.

Her door was open but I couldn’t see all the way in the room. I knocked “Aunt Jane you wanted to see me.”

“Yes Dan come on in.” she said. Her voice was serious, but didn’t seem angry.

I went into the room, and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed. Strangely she wasn’t wearing her dress from before; she was wearing a long dark burgundy satin robe and slippers.

“Sit down here next to me Dan.” she directed. I did, not sure at all as to what was going on.

“Now Dan, we have always gotten along well haven’t we?”

“Yes we have Aunt Jane.”

“And we always talk freely and honestly with each other don’t we?”

“Yes that’s right Aunt Jane.”

“Good. Now, last time you were here something of mine went missing. It wasn’t very expensive, but I did like them.”

“What went missing Aunt Jane?” I asked looking as honest as I could.

“It was a pair of my panties. They were white silky ones, just like these.” She reached into her robe pocket and pulled out a pair of white panties similar to the ones I had.

“Now Dan, look me in the eye. I won’t be mad, but I want to know, did you take my panties?”

Looking into her eyes, I could see that she wouldn’t be mad. Jane had a look of empathy and compassion on her face. The guilt I felt was welling up inside. I went to speak, but no words came out.

Finally, I looked down away from her gaze “Yes Aunt Jane I did take them.”

She put the panties in her lap and reached across and held my hand. She could see that I was upset at what I had done.

“I’m sorry Aunt Jane. I don’t know why I did it. I just saw them in the hamper and was looking at them. I heard you come up the stairs and I just put them in my pocket and ran out of the bathroom.” I blurted out.

“You nearly knocked me over.” She said with a smile, gently squeezing my hand, her voice soft and soothing. “I wondered why you were in a hurry.”

I looked up at her. “I’m sorry Aunt Jane.”

We just sat there for a second, looking at each other. Jane had a calm reassuring smile on her face, and with her gently holding my hand I began to regain my composure.

Jane broke the silence. “Thank you for admitting that to me. I can see that you are sorry for what you did. Can I ask you some questions?”

“Yes Aunt Jane.”

“What is it that you liked about my panties? You must have liked them to take them with you.”

Total honesty flowed through me. I could see that I could trust Jane and she wanted to talk with me.

“Well firstly, they looked really sexy. When I picked them up I really liked the feel of the material, all smooth and silky. They felt great. Also the fact that they had been so close to you was another reason.” I replied.

“Did you do anything with them when you took them home? You did take them home didn’t you?”

“Yes I did. I ummm ‘played with myself’ with them. I loved the feel of the panties when I used them.” I was still careful to be polite and not use vulgar terms.

“If you liked the feel of them, did you try them on?”

“Yes I did. I wore them a few times under my clothes. They felt great.” Jane smiled at me when I said this.

“So do you just like panties, or do you like other women’s clothes?”

“Umm, mainly just panties. I like the look and feel of other lingerie, but wouldn’t want to wear them. I also like swimwear. I like to wear Bikini bottoms and I love the feel of one piece swimmers fabric.” I had never told this to anyone before and it felt great to discuss my fetish with someone I trusted and really liked.

“What made you want to take ‘my’ panties then?” she asked with an inquisitive look on her face.

I was feeling totally relaxed by now, so I told her. “I have always thought that you are attractive. Not just stunningly beautiful, but you also talked to me as an adult and took an interest in what I was doing. You have always been very friendly to me canlı casino siteleri and I always look forward to seeing you”

Jane was smiling. “Thanks Dan, you have always been my favourite nephew. When do you think you started to have feelings for me?”

“As long as I can remember.” I laughed. “The first time I can really remember is when we came and stayed down here a few years back. You were out by the pool and were putting sun lotion on your legs. I was fascinated watching you do that. You looked stunning in your pink one piece swimmers, legs glistening with the sun lotion on them. I couldn’t get out of the pool for a while after that.” I laughed.

“I’m flattered.” Jane said with a laugh. “I know you haven’t had many girlfriends, but have you ever seen any of them, or any woman for that matter wearing sexy lingerie?”

“No,” I laughed, a bit more self-consciously, “only pictures.”

She smiled at me again. “Well then you wouldn’t have seen a girl naked then either huh?”

Again I laughed. “No Aunt Jane. Only pictures.”

“Well Dan, thank you for being so honest with me. I’m glad you told me this and we won’t have any more ‘secrets’ between us again will we?”

“No Aunt Jane.”

Jane expression changed. She smiled at me, with a little glint in her eyes. “That’s good. Now tell me Dan, would you like to play a little game with your Aunt Jane?”

Unsure what was going to happen I said a bit sheepishly “Ok.”

“Seeing you like me, and like my panties so much, would you like to see how I look in some fancy lingerie?”

“Oh yes Aunt Jane” I replied enthusiastically.

“Good. And seeing you like panties so much, I’d like to see you wearing some panties.” She said handing me the white panties she had in her lap. “So go and put these on under your clothes and come back in here.”

“Really Aunt Jane? You want to see me in your panties?”

“Yes Dan, I want to see what they look like on you. It will be fun.”

“Ok Aunt Jane.” I said taking the panties. I got up and walked out of the room.

I started to get excited at the thought of what Jane had in mind. I raced to my room, dropped my shorts and underwear and put on the silky smooth white panties. They felt so light and slippery on me. I pulled my shorts back on and headed back to Aunt Jane’s room.

Going back into Jane’s room, I noticed that she was still sitting on the bed, but she had changed out of her slippers into some black stiletto’s and looked like she had black stockings on.

Before I could sit back down on the bed, Jane said “Just stand there in front of me. Have you got ‘my’ panties on?”

“Yes I have.”

“Do they feel good on you Dan?”

“Yes they feel lovely Aunt Jane.”

“Good. Now take your shirt off for me. I want to see how you’ve grown up over the years.”

I lifted the t-shirt over my head. I am not overly muscly, but I was relatively fit thanks to all my sport.

“Mmmm you have grown up nicely. Your shoulders are nice and broad. Now take those shorts off, let me see how my panties look on you.”

I bent forward and dropped my shorts. Stepping out of the shorts I looked towards Jane. I could see her looking at me in the panties, with a nice smile on her face. Not a smile of derision, but of contemplation and pleasure.

“You must like wearing my panties. You fill them out quite nicely.” she said with slightly seductive tone. “Turn around and let me see the back.” I slowly turned around.

“You do have a nice back. Your bum doesn’t quite fill them like mine does.” she said as she ran her warm hand down my back over my bum. “Does that feel good?” she asked as she continued to caress and squeeze my backside.

“Oh yes Aunt Jane”. She slid her hand around to my hip and turned me around. As I turned Jane slid her hand around the panties to the front, till it slid gently onto my ever hardening cock.

She slid her hand lightly up and down the front of my panties. I gave a little groan of pleasure as my aunt was feeling my cock. With a purr in her voice she said “You do like wearing your Aunts panties. And you feel wonderful in them.” She slowly stopped caressing me and stood up.

“I think I should show you how a real woman looks in her panties.”

Jane stood facing me, about a step away from me. She was looking directly into my eyes as she undid the sash on the robe, with a sexy little smile on her face. As the sash untied, Jane turned around so that her back was facing me. She playfully looked over her shoulder, watching my reaction, as she slid the robe down showing her right shoulder, then her left shoulder. Her tanned back looked great, with the black straps of her bra coming into view.

Jane turned towards me again, holding the robe closed with one hand over her breasts. She smiled a big smile and then let go of the robe, putting her arms back so the robe fell to the floor. “Well, what do you think? Do you like my sexy lingerie?”

Jane looked stunning. She was wearing a black with red lace half cup bra, just holding her breasts in place. Looking down her body, she also had on a wider suspender belt, almost a small corset, matching the bra, and panties, also in the same black and red lace combination. Black stockings and stilettos completed the ensemble.

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After dancing for 5 hours at the bar, Lynn and Willow were drunk and naughty. Giggling about the boys they had turned on dancing like lesbians, Lynn starts to take off her clothes. They both were so warm and sweaty. Lynn removed her low-cut shirt and jeans. She was sitting there in her black lace bra and matching thong. Crawling over to Willow, Lynn began to run her hands under her shirt, caressing Willow’s breasts. Finding her mouth, Lynn firmly kissed Willow. Willow wrapped her arms around Lynn and pulled her close. Locked in a kiss, Lynn started to remove Willow’s clothing. Starting with her shirt, Lynn undid her buttons slowly. Willow removed her pants, and she was laying there in her bra and panties, smooth white skin so soft. Lynn pulled Willow to her knees and embraced her almost naked body. Kissing her neck and mouth with such passion.

Reaching behind Lynn, Willow unclipped her bra, unleashing her hot breasts from their enclosure. Willow caressed Lynn’s breasts, teasing her nipples with her finger tips. Lynn arched casino siteleri her back and fully offered her body to Willow. Feeling the pleasure and pain Lynn let out a low moan. She loved how Willow worked her nipples soo roughly. Willow knew how much Lynn loved that, how wet it would make her. Wanting to be a little more naughty Willow took the bra that Lynn had been wearing, and bound her hands behind her. Forcing her breasts out farther, Lynn gasped as Willow mouthed one of her nipples and bit it. Willow brought Lynn to her feet, and led her by her nipple to the bedroom. While standing Willow removed Lynn’s thong. Lynn was so wet, so ready for Willow’s touch, aching for it.

Pulling out a blind fold, black leather and fur lined, Willow placed it over Lynn’s eyes. Lynn was suddenly in complete dark, at Willow’s mercy. Listening intently to Willow moving, hearing Willow strip naked, imaging those beautiful breasts exposed to the cool air, that shaved pussy soo soft and wet. Standing there in the darkness and in her own imagination, slot oyna Lynn suddenly felt a sharp pain on her ass. Willow had whipped her with the belt from her pants. Lynn gasped and fell into the bed, shocked. Willow held the belt in one hand, folded in half. She took another swing and watched it connect with a “crack” on Lynn’s smooth flesh. Lynn cried out, and tried to get away. Willow was very unhappy with that, she pulled Lynn back to the edge of the bed, her ass in the air. Giving each cheek 5 cracks each, Lynn was shaking in pain, her ass very red. Willow threw the belt down, unbound Lynn and flipped her onto her back. Lynn’s eyes were wet from tears.

Embracing each other in a kiss, Lynn reached between Willow’s legs and found her wet soft pussy. Feeling her lips and her clit, Lynn started to work Willow’s clit roughly. Willow moaned and laid back. She writhed under Lynn’s touch. Bending down, Lynn began to lick Willow’s pussy, tasting her sweet honey. Licking her pussy, Lynn forced her tongue into Willow’s hot wet vagina. Willow canlı casino siteleri held onto Lynn’s hair and pushed her face harder into her pussy. Willow felt Lynn move her mouth up to her clit, teasing it with her tongue. Lynn put two fingers into the dripping pussy, and started to work Willow’s g-spot. Moaning and bucking, Willow couldn’t hold back, she felt the orgasm building. She began to feel the tighteness in her belly and the surge of pleasure coursing through her pussy. Crying out, Willow released her orgasm, it shot through her body, leaving her shaking. Willow sat up and grabbed Lynn, she threw her down on the bed and dove in between her legs. Immediately she started to lick and tease Lynn’s already soaked pussy. Lynn cried out, she was in extasy! Willow worked Lynn’s clit soo rough that Lynn screamed when she orgasmed. It was so powerful that she rode up her hips and forced Willow’s mouth on her clit harder. The orgasms they both endured left them exhausted. Willow crawled up beside Lynn on the bed. They embraced each other and entwined their legs. Kissing soo passionately, they were breathing heavy. Their pleasure was so powerful, their love even stronger. Lynn and Willow laid in each others arms, in love and slept.

The End

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After a fun time at the park with Thomas and Alexa, the four of us return to my house for some more excitement. There is some interaction between the men that won’t please everyone, but give it a try. I found it fun and exciting to recall, and to share.

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Once we had fucked ourselves out at the park, we decided it was time to head back. Suzanne, of all people, suggested that we should go back to my house where we could shower up before going out on the town. I wasn’t so sure I could handle a lot more of this ‘fun’ but I was not about to complain.

On the drive back I watched as my aunt took Thomas’ cock out of his pants while he was driving. Her bobbing head left no doubt about his state of arousal, and all at 90 kilometers an hour! Alexa decided that I should service her as well. She pushed me to once side of the bench seat and took up a position with legs straddling the front and back seats, her wet pussy wide open for my tongue.

I don’t know when Suzanne finished with her sucking, but I was just getting Alexa into an orgasm when I heard Thomas announce, “we’re here — everybody out!” I had been eating at Alexa’s buffet for more than half an hour, but she didn’t seem to mind. I kissed her mouth, full and hard and covered with her juices.

When we hopped out of the car, Suzanne came right to me and kissed me as well. She was unperturbed by the smell and taste of cunt on my lips and she told me, “thank you so much for introducing me to Alexa and Thomas.”

We made it in the door in a socially acceptable way, that is, without having our hands all over everyone and having all the buttons and zippers staying suitably fastened. That would change.

Once inside I took Thomas into the kitchen where we made up a big pitcher of sangria for refreshments. He was completely at ease with me, and with the situation. He did ask me, “where did you meet Suzanne? She’s a total MILF fox, to say nothing of a great fuck!”

I demurred, telling him I would explain later. I wasn’t ready for the admission that I was related to his new lover, besides, she would probably prefer to let this little secret remain such; it wasn’t my place to boast.

We brought out the drinks and glasses to find the women slouched across the furniture. Alexa was fully reclined on the sofa with her legs up on the coffee table while Suzanne had taken the same position on the easy chair, legs up as well. They looked rather tired and I said so.

Suzanne replied in a throaty rasp, “we’ve been fucked hard, don’t you know?”

I burst out laughing and Thomas clapped his applause. I countered, “what do you want, a trophy?” It occurred to me that I could get it done, but no one took me up on it.

We settled down to icy-cold sangria and allowed ourselves to rest. It was wonderful, especially as we fell into an entirely comfortable conversation and relaxed mood. “We have really hit it off, the four of us,” I said to no one in particular.

After a while, Alexa asked Suzanne to show her where the shower was, but she did so with a twinkle in her eye that told us it was more than just a shower she had in mind. Suzanne took her hand and led her to the ensuite off my bedroom and soon we could hear the pounding of the shower — I have great water pressure here — and regular giggles.

After listening to this for a while, I suggested to Thomas that we should go see how things were going in the other room. He agreed by popping out of his seat, prompting me to join him.

He led me into my bedroom and to the ensuite. Thomas was not exactly surprised but I sure was. I did not know my aunt to especially enjoy a lesbian side, but she was sitting on the side of the tub on top of a thick towel as Alexa knelt between her legs. She was just finished Suzanne’s little bush. It had been nicely manicured before, but there was nothing on her puss now as Alexa cleaned off her newly bare beaver with soft facecloth. As the two of us watched the last few seconds of the event, Suzanne looked up and said to both of us, “What do you guys think?” and knowing my aunt, she really was looking for our opinions.

Thomas was quicker in response with, “fantastic, Suzanne. It’s making me hungry for a snack.”

I doubled up on the compliment and added that I couldn’t wait to get in there myself! Alexa, not to be excluded, responded with, “I did the work, I get to eat it first! Why don’t you boys shower off while I escort Suzanne out of here.”

And they were gone. I know I felt a bit weird about it stripping down in front of Thomas but he was down to his birthday suit before I even got my shirt off. I realized I was being a prude when I recalled having fucked his lover not ten feet away just a couple of hours earlier so I stripped down and told him to move over so I could get in, too. Yes, I do have a large shower, but we were really in quite close proximity. And what with the little pussy show we’d just enjoyed, we were both sporting the start of healthy erections.

Thomas looked down at mine saying, “nice cock, buddy.”

What could casino siteleri is say but, “I like yours, too.”

His reply surprised me: “Have you ever… you know?”

I played coy and prompted him: “What do you mean? Touched another man?”

“Yea,” he said, “have you?” There was a genuine curiosity in his tone and I noticed never looked away from my growing cock.

“I have…. Are you surprised?”

“A little, actually. What was it like?”

I knew this would end well but I wanted to tease him towards an idea I had devised. “It was okay. He was really big,” I said thinking back to Eva’s husband, Ray. “He was fucking huge, actually!”

I swear I saw Thomas’ jaw drop. “Huge? And you… touched it?”

“I did a lot more than that,” I replied, but left it there. I am not sure that Thomas realized it but I had grown to my full length from our chat, and from my memories of the fine times I had fucking Eva.

“What else? Tell me.” He was like a kid hearing a story for the first time. I decided to share a little more of my experiences with him. “It’s been a while now, but one of my regular lovers is an ex-cheerleader with the best body and jugs you could ask for. She’s in her fifties and her husband is a bit older… he has the thickest cock I have ever seen.”

Thomas actually stuttered: “th-thi-thick?”

“He was only about an inch longer than this,” I said, pointing down to my own solid erection, “but when he was hard, it was big enough to fill my fist and then a bit more.”

I held my hand around my own cock to mimic the size of Ray’s organ, leaving a visible gap between my fingers.

“Holy Shit! That is fucking amazing,” said Thomas.

“Yea, it’s a lovely piece of meat, but you have to see his wife to really get the full picture.”

I chose not to tell Thomas much more about Ray, instead, I asked him, “so have you ever touched a man’s cock?”

That is when Thomas realized what was going on. He stuttered again, “no-nope.”

“Want to?”

“Sorta, but I’m not gay, you know.”

“You don’t have to be gay to touch a man’s cock, just sexual. Go ahead if you want,” I said, turning to put my erection near his hand. It bobbed a bit — okay, I did that on purpose — in anticipation. I also saw that he’d grown to full size as well; he was sporting a healthy boner of his own.

Thomas did nothing at first. I think he was worried what I would say if he followed through on the invitation. Or maybe what I would do or say. I took his hand and nudged it until it came into contact with my rigid shaft, saying, “just pretend it’s yours.”

He wrapped his hand around my cock but didn’t do anything at first. I prompted him to “go ahead, explore a bit. Feel the difference. I don’t mind at all. I REALLY don’t mind,” I said.

He started to move his hand along my shaft, tickling the urethra with a finger. I must have reacted because he stopped immediately and said, “sorry, you don’t like that?”

“Yes, I do, but I’ve never done that. I take it you like it?”

He said nothing but kept moving his hand around my cock. He was not exactly masturbating me, but it sure felt amazing, and I told him so, adding, “do you mind if I touch yours?”

I swear it had not occurred to him that I might want to explore his penis as he was exploring mine. His only reply was a nod and a soft, “uh-hu.” But his eyes stayed on my cock in his hand.

I soaped up my hand with a thick lather accumulated in my chest hair and then took his cock into my hand exactly as I would it if were my own. I started to stroke it softly but firmly and the inescapable result was that Thomas started to push up against my hand action, in effect fucking my fist.

Before it got much further I told him to hold on for a moment. He dropped my cock as if he’d been caught with a hot potato but didn’t seem to mind I had not let go of his. “I have an idea that the girls will surely love, if you’re into it?”

I let go of him so we both stood side-by-side with big, soapy, hard-ons. “I bet you the girls would love to see us doing this,” I said, pointing at both our cocks.

“You think? I know Alexa is always up for anything so she’ll definitely go for it. What about Suzanne?”

“I’m not so sure, but then again, I was surprised she let herself get shaved bald, so I say she’ll be good to go as well. How do you want to do this?”

We hatched a plan, if you can call walking into the bedroom naked and sporting erections a plan, but we did have the conversation. We finished up in the shower quickly then dried ourselves off in preparation. I got a kick out of the fact that neither of our erections flagged an inch; we both stayed hard all the while we dried off and combed our hair. They stayed hard as we dabbed a bit of cologne on ourselves. Thomas was really getting into this, “I can’t believe I actually touched a cock, and now I am going into the other room to show off.”

“Not only did you touch a cock, we’re both still fully hard, Thomas. Wonder why?”

“No, dude. This is fucking slot oyna hot… let’s go.”

We had planned to go in quietly so we made so we were very careful opening of the ensuite door. I was expecting the girls to be in the bed. Quiet, sneaking… there was no one in the bedroom.

“What?” asked Thomas.

“Follow me, they have to be in the living room.”

They weren’t. Now what? I felt myself lose some rigidity and figured Thomas was feeling the same. Then we heard a murmur and what could have been a moan from the other end of the apartment. “The kitchen!” we both said in heavy whispers. And that’s where we headed still naked as all get out and with fully respectable erections.

I paused at the arch to the kitchen and peeked around the corner. What I saw brought me completely back to full length. I told Thomas, “have a glance — I think they’ll be interested.”

He peeked and turned back to me. “She’s eating Suzanne like there’s no tomorrow!” he exclaimed.

I reached down to his cock and took him by the hand with a solid grip; Thomas did the same with my cock — that was our plan, after all. Then we went around the corner stopping a few feet in front of Suzanne’s face. Alexa’s face was buried in my aunt’s cunt and she was flicking her tongue over Suzanne’s clitoris.

Suzanne, meanwhile, was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Her eyes were closed and she kept up a rhythmic pumping of her hips to Alexa’s ministrations. We stood there for at least a couple of minutes, cocks in hand as it were, and eyes glued to Alexa’s face on Suzanne’s crotch.

Then Suzanne opened her eyes and she yelped! Alexa responded by pulling back quickly thinking something had gone wrong or she’d bitten too hard. Instead, the two women were greeted by their respective lovers in full glory… but holding each other’s cocks.

It was Suzanne who regained her composure first, “Nice erections guys. Think we can play with them, too?”

Alexa for her part saw the situation more accurately: “Actually, hon, I think they’re doing just fine without us so far. Why don’t we see what’s next instead?”

Suzanne got on board instantly and added, “Yea, guys. What do you have in mind?”

Like I said, we did actually plan this out so we were ready. We had intended to do this in the living room with the soft, roomy sofa but this had an air or even more excitement. I said, “sit back ladies, and let’s see if you can appreciate the men in your lives.”

Suzanne had been spread across the big island in the kitchen. She sat up, sliding her bum so that she could drop her legs off the side. Alexa hopped up beside her into a similar position. And there they were.

I can’t say Thomas was any more impressed with the montage of two gorgeous women sitting in front of us, legs slightly splayed but not quite displaying their full glory. Both were glowing with perspiration; a drop slid between Alexa’s breasts and I couldn’t take my eyes of it. But Thomas must have been more prepared because he took my cock back into hand and pulled me towards two comfy high-backed stools that had been pushed back from the island and were apparently all ready for us. It was our turn.

Both women were ready for a show but I was having second thoughts. Not so much about jacking off my friend, but by how exciting it might not be. After all, jacking off, not such a hot show, I figured.

Thomas knew better because he let go of me for a moment and went to grab a bottle of olive oil from the counter. I was liking this better already. It was a full bottle so there was plenty for us. But he started by dribbling about half a cup down each woman’s breasts, telling them, “you will want to keep us motivated,” with a huge smile on his face. They got it and first Suzanne then Alexa spread the oil across her own body. There was more to come from them, but it was time for our little performance.

Thomas drizzled oil right onto my cockhead. I admit I was a little concerned about the fabric being ruined on the stools, but that went out the window as he cupped my balls and poured oil on them cradled in his hands. He carefully juggled them and passed me the bottle of oil and sat down beside me. I did the same to him as he’d done. I poured a generous amount of the oil over his cockhead, then onto his balls and finishing off with a long drizzle along the lengthy shaft of his erection.

As we’d planned, we sat there, knees and hips touching and we started to masturbate each other. It worked out great that he was left-handed and I right-handed: we both got to use our dominant hands. I was amazed at how different it felt to have him stroke me and I kept getting distracted and forgetting to rub his cock. It felt so good.

Alexa encouraged us: “I have never seen something that fucking hot, boys, and I have seen a lot of hot action… trust me.”

For her part, Suzanne stayed mute but she was sliding her hands over her breasts, pinching her own nipples and keeping her eyes locked first on my cock, then on Thomas’ where my hand was stroking him. Oil canlı casino siteleri dripped and I did not care.

By now we were both fucking ourselves hard but for some reason, I did not yet feel a need to come. I felt amazing, but was holding off. I moaned more than once and heard the same from Thomas when I reached over to cup his balls while I jacked him firmly.

Suzanne was now finger-fucking herself and Alexa had two fingers in her mouth and two in her pussy. Both of them were going as hard at it as we were. There was a spectacular sexual energy going in that kitchen as we all toyed with ourselves… and others.

It hadn’t occurred to either Thomas or me how we would ‘finish’ off this little demonstration. Would we just shoot our come across the room towards the women? Would we finish ourselves off or have the other guy do it start to finish? What about the women?

Trust Alexa to be prepared. She could see we were approaching our moment of climax so she nudged Suzanne and asked her, “do you want Thomas or Paul?”

“Let me have Paul this time,” she replied.

With that the two women hopped off the counter and took a place in front of each of us. I wanted to come soon but could only control Thomas’ pleasure, so I did it with even more gusto, just like I would be doing for myself. When I felt he was ready to come I eased off the stroking slightly and grabbed him firmly across the thickest part of his cock. I squeezed it just like I enjoy it, rotating my hand around his rigidness and varying the grip for added pleasure.

In no time I felt his cock pulse hard and his hips push forward as I pumped him towards Alexa’s waiting mouth, wide open and ready to accept her personal load. And suddenly Thomas jerked his hips forward hard against my pumping hand and shot a stream of his come more or less into Alexa’s waiting mouth. I pumped a few more times but Alexa’s hand covered mine as she mumbled, “enjoy the rest, Paul.)

Thomas had left off on his efforts with my cock while he came but he was now sliding his strong hand along my pulsing hard-on. The oil made the whole mess feel wonderful and I just leaned back to enjoy the feeling that was soon to become an eruption. I felt his hand doing much the same to me as I had done to him and it was getting me so close. I glanced over to see him concentrating on his efforts on me, but Alexa was now sucking on his deflated organ.

That’s when I was finally ready. I moaned something about being ready for it but I doubt Suzanne needed prompting as she was already in position. Thomas pulled at my cock a few more times and without my anticipating it, Suzanne pushed an oily finger hard into my ass. This set off my geyser of an ejaculation which she caught on her generous, oily chest. Two or three thick streams of come landed on her breasts as she now cupped them up towards me in case there was more.

Alexa was watching the moment of my climax and as soon as I’d finished, she turned to my aunt and asked, “can I lick up his come?”

She didn’t wait for an answer and was soon lapping at my aunt’s breasts and spending far more time on her nipples than there was ejaculate. I glanced over at Thomas who was now watching us. I saw that his cock was already starting to regain its energy.

We moved the party into the bedroom at this point. I took the women by the hand and positioned them on the bed side by side, on their backs. Then I said, “we’re going to fuck you both now, okay?”

I’m not sure why I was asking permission because they were both already tugging at us to a position between their respective legs. Thomas was lined up with Alexa and I was kneeling alongside ready to give it to Suzanne. We both sported fresh erections but for some reason, were holding back. Given the situation, I was glad to have invested in a huge bed, but still, there was a lot of naked humanity ready to go.

Suzanne piped up first: “So fuck us already. What are you waiting for, an invitation?”

Alexa jumped in: “You’re invited already. Fuck me Thomas!”

Almost like a pairs diving team, Thomas and I grabbed a woman and pulled her onto our cocks. No doubt Alexa was the same, but I could not believe how wet and ready my aunt was. She was slippery while being tight and we were soon fucking ourselves with full abandon. I loved having two women in front of me, naked, inviting and being ravished by the two of us.

I was really getting into it, pounding into Suzanne’s cunt with all I had. I was so absorbed that I called out, “how do you like you nephew’s fucking now, auntie?”

Nothing happened for a moment, but Suzanne suddenly stopped fucking me and I stopped pumping just realizing what I had said. Out loud!

By now both the others had also stopped mid-stroke. Alexa was staring at me, then looking to Suzanne. “She’s your aunt?!” she said incredulously.

Thomas added, “you are fucking your aunt?! How fucking cool is that?” he added. To which Alexa said, “can I fuck your nephew next, Suzanne? He’s very sexy.”

Trust Alexa to come to the rescue. Suzanne set the tone by pulling me down on top of her and thrusting her hips up to encourage me to restart my pounding. Alexa did not do so much as lift a finger. Instead, she said to Thomas, “fuck me while I watch this, stud!”

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I hummed to myself as I set out my hand painted wine glasses and a bottle of wine on the coffee table. It was the last Wednesday of the month, Good Wine and Bad Movie night. Tonight was a rosa regale brichetto paired with the doubtful Schwarzenegger classic Red Heat. As I placed a small bowl of cherries on the table, my husband Derek stepped into the room with a frown.

“What’s the matter, sweetie?” I asked him.

“I got called into work.”

“What, tonight?” My heart sank, my good mood evaporating. “But, wine, and the movie. Jill will be here soon.”

Jill was a friend who always came over for wine and bad movies. We’d known her for nearly two years and the three of us were quite close.

“I know, sweetie.” He stepped over to me, slipping his arms around my waist and pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry.”

I sighed.

“I guess I’ll call Jill before she leaves her house.” I pulled away from Derek and began picking up the wine glasses again.

“No, she can still come over,” he insisted. “You guys go ahead and have movie night without me.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, go ahead, enjoy yourselves. No reason to ruin it for everyone.”

“Well, all right. Thanks, love.”

Derek smiled at me.

“Of course. Anything for you.”

I put away the third glass and set about touching up my makeup while Derek readied for work. Within fifteen minutes, there was an unceremonious knock at the door and Jill walked in.

She was stunning, as usual. A good four inches taller than my five foot two, she boasted a slim, athletic physique and beautifully rounded breasts. She wore her long, pale blonde hair in two low tails over her shoulders and was dressed in a white undershirt and dark, low slung blue jeans.

I was dressed similarly, in a snug, thin t-shirt and jeans. My chestnut hair was too short to tie in tails, but it was spiked out in an artful bedhead look that had taken me more time and hair gel than I would care to admit.

“Ana!” Jill dumped her purse on the table and moved to embrace me but stopped as she saw Derek putting on his shoes.

“Going somewhere? Aren’t we going to have a movie?”

“He was called in to work,” I told her, pouting to make clear my feelings on the matter.

Jill mirrored my expression.

“Oh no! Do you have to?”

“I do, sorry.” Derek stood up. “But you girls can have fun without me.”

“I guess.” Jill still looked disappointed.

“Have fun,” he told us. “You can tell me all about it when I get back.” Derek leaned down to press a passionate kiss to my mouth, his tongue sliding inside as his hand slipped under my shirt and bra to fondle my breast and pinch my nipple gently. He pulled away reluctantly and turned to bid Jill farewell in the same way.

I should mention that ours is not a conventional friendship.

I slipped an arm around Jill’s waist as Derek opened the door.

“Try not to be too distracted at work!” I teased.

He winked at us and left.

The two of us moved into the living room where we poured ourselves some wine and settled on the couch.

“Oh, this is very good,” Jill remarked as the movie began. “I’ll have to remember this wine.”

“I know, isn’t it? My sister told me about it.” I curled up next to Jill, my hand resting on her thigh.

It was a bad movie, and we were thoroughly enjoying it. Twenty minutes and two glasses of wine each into it, Jill had moved to a lounging position against the arm of the couch and I nestled up next to her, my arm around her waist and my head pillowed against her chest, both of us giggling madly and imitating Arnold’s thick Austrian accent.

“Poor Derek, missing all this fun,” I commented, stroking Jill’s hip.

“I casino siteleri know. We should text him!” she replied.

I laughed. “Yeah, send him sexy texts so he’ll want to rush home.”

“I think he wants to anyway.” Jill gave me a sly look and fished her phone from her pocket. “Let’s make it worse!” She began tapping out a text to Derek.

– Hey, Sexy. Guess what we’re doing? –

His reply came after a few minutes.

– I’m bad at guessing games. Why don’t you tell me? –

I giggled.

“Let’s show him! Send him a picture.”

“Picture of what, though?” Jill asked, winking.

I laughed. “As if you don’t know.” I wiggled up until my face was level with hers and planted a heavy, passionate kiss on her mouth. She moaned and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, kissing me back with fervor. I saw the flash from the phone out of the corner of my eye and she pulled away to send the photo. I kissed down her neck to the hollow at the base of her throat. When the picture was sent, Jill lifted my chin to kiss my mouth again, twining her other hand in my hair. I groped at her breast through her ribbed undershirt and bra . The chime of her phone pulled us apart.

– That’s hot. What else are you doing? 😉 –

“Hmmm…” I pondered, then swung my leg over Jill’s body, abruptly shifting my weight until I was straddling her, my hands pinning her wrists back lightly. I leaned down and kissed her slowly.

“What else should we do?”

Jill grinned and pulled from my grasp, reaching around behind me under my shirt to unhook my bra. I shimmied my way out of it under my shirt in that inexplicable way that girls do, and lifted the hem of my shirt with one hand. She leaned forward, stretching out her tongue to lick delicately at my puckered nipple, then closed her lips over it, sucking gently. She held her phone out to the side and snapped a picture. I pouted when she turned away to send the picture.

“Patience, love,” she smirked at me. She held out her tongue again, barely flicking the tip of my nipple. I groaned and pressed towards her, but she turned her head.

“Tease,” I moaned.

Jill chuckled then caught my nipple in her mouth, sucking it in and closing her hand over my other breast, kneading the soft firmness. I moaned and closed my eyes, pulsing my hips against her pelvis. Her tongue swirled around my nipple, hot and slick, flicking at the sensitive skin. I pulled my shirt entirely off so that I could caress her breast with my free hand.

Her phone chirped.

– That’s nice. Any more? –

“Mmm, he wants more,” Jill murmured. “What to give him?” She sat up, pushing me off her lap, and tugged her shirt over her head. I moved in to kiss at her breasts, reaching around to unclasp her bra, and moving to suck on her nipples as soon as they were free. Kneeling on the couch, Jill pulled me up and towards her, pressing her breasts against mine and sweeping me into a passionate kiss. *click*

Jill didn’t turn away to send the picture this time, instead peering out of the corner of her eye to tap at the keyboard, then tossed her phone onto the couch behind me and fell back, pulling me on top of her.

I moaned, running my hand up and down her side, then caressing her breast. Her lips pressed hotly against my mouth, hungry.

Jill turned me, snaking her hand down between my legs, stroking through the denim. I spread my legs apart, but she was already fumbling at the button. She soon had it undone and the zipper down, and was sliding her hand into my pants, inside my panties to the slickness between my legs, stroking my clit slowly.

I groaned and pulled on Jill’s nipple, bending my head to lick at it.

Her phone chirped.

I groaned in frustration slot oyna when Jill slipped her fingers from their diversion and sat up to retrieve the phone.

– Oh thats hot –

I snatched the device from her hands and typed back, – Shouldve seen what you just interrupted –

“Hey,” Jill cried. “That’s mine! Ooh, you’re going to pay for that.” She grinned evilly.

The phone chirped again and she grabbed for it, but I jumped up off the sofa and held it back away from her.

“Give me that!” She clambered to her feet towards me, but I backed away.

“Come and get it,” I teased. I turned and dashed into the bedroom, Jill hot on my heels.

I ran around to the other side of the bed while looking at the phone to see what Derek had said.

– O really?-

I started to reply, but Jill lunged across the bed, grabbing my arm and pulling me down onto the bed while wrenching the phone from my fingers. She tossed it to the floor without looking at it.

“He can wait for a minute,” she told me and lay down next to me with our legs dangling over the edge of the bed, pressing her mouth over mine and sliding her hand into my pants again.

I sighed against her lips and reached for the button on her jeans, but she pulled away from me, slipping off the bed, and knelt in front of me, kissing at the cool skin above my waistband while she slowly pulled my pants down. My heart raced and I gasped with anticipation as she inched my lace thong down my legs, trailing kisses over my thighs. Once free of the constraining fabric, I spread my knees. Jill chuckled.

“So eager?”

“I’m always eager for you,” I groaned.

She blew gently on my clit, then leaned forward and licked tenderly at the surrounding skin. I moaned, then held out my hand.

“Phone.”

“Hmmm?” The vibration of her voice made me tremble.

“Gimme the phone.”

She groped on the floor and lobbed the phone up to me, then turned back to her long, slow licking. I turned the phone and held it out to get a closeup of her working.

*click*

Jill stood up.

“Hey, wait, no, go back!”

She crawled back up onto the bed.

“What, you got the picture.”

I pouted.

“Fine.” I sent the picture, then abruptly pushed Jill onto her back.

“It’s your turn now.” I unzipped her jeans and pulled them down roughly. She was not wearing anything underneath them.

I raised my eyebrows.

“Really, who’s eager now?”

She laughed. “Always, for you.”

Her phone chirped, but we ignored it.

I knelt over her, lazily stroking two fingers between her legs and running my other hand over her body, pulling at her nipples and scratching my nails on her skin. She gasped and writhed.

*click*

She had grabbed the phone and snapped a picture, though the quality of the photo was probably suspect, as I don’t think she was looking.

“Forget about that,” I told her, dropping down and pulling her into an embrace. She pressed her body against mine, kissing my mouth with fevered passion. She rolled over on top of me, slipping her fingers between my legs and inside me. I moaned and she sat up, thrusting into me, her fingers probing for that perfect spot. I grabbed her other hand and pressed it to my breast. She squeezed it, flicking her thumb over my nipple as her thrusting sped up.

I jerked and cried out as she hit the spot and fell into a rhythm. I reached down to stroke my clit, pulsing my hips. As the pleasure built, I rolled my head back, gasping, and I began to lose myself, words pouring from my mouth.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck fuck!”

Jill paused and loomed over me, smiling widely.

“Fuckity?”

“Yes, fuckity,” I gasped. “Wipe that canlı casino siteleri grin off your face and fuck me!”

She chuckled and moved her hand slowly, tantalizingly. She leaned down and bit my nipple, then sat back, pulling her fingers out.

“What? Oh, come on, you tease!”

Jill kissed my other breast.

“Well, I was going to show you the surprise I brought, but with that attitude, maybe I’ll just make you wait.”

“Surprise?” I sat up. “What did you bring?”

She shook her head.

“Uh-uh. You complained, so you do me first.”

“Jiiill!” I leaned forward and kissed at her neck, brushing my fingers over her smooth breast. “Please?”

“Nope.” She reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer, pulling out a large, translucent blue vibrator, holding it out to me. “Me first, or you don’t get the surprise.”

I stuck out my tongue at her and snatched the toy, then pushed her onto her back on the bed. I leaned down, kissing the curve of her breasts. She sighed as I sucked slowly on each puckered nipple then kissed down her stomach to her spread legs and lapped at her clit. I set the tip of the vibrator at her opening and slowly slid it in, thrusting it gently while I licked.

Jill moaned and I thumbed the knob to turn on the vibrator. She gasped and I began pulsing it inside her, still flicking my tongue on her clit, licking around it. It wasn’t long before she was letting out short cries, bucking her hips.

“Kiss me,” she moaned.

“I am kissing you,” I told her with a smile and planted a kiss on her clit.

“My lips, I meant.”

“I am–“

“My mouth, smartass!”

I chuckled and moved up, thrusting the vibrator into her and kissing her mouth.

She flung an arm around my neck, holding me close and her hand joined mine on the vibrator, quickening the pace. Suddenly she broke away from me, sucking in a breath, then let out a long cry. She went limp under me, her eyes closing as she gasped for breath.

I pulled out the vibrator and tossed it aside, gently kissing her neck until she caught her breath.

When she opened her eyes, I smiled at her.

“So… About this surprise…”

“All right, wait here.” Jill rolled me over and crawled over me. “Don’t go anywhere!” She pinched my nipple playfully and pranced out of the room.

She returned a moment later with a frosted glass dildo. It curved slightly and had a ridged pattern along its length. A small knob protruded at the base, on the opposite side you would expect.

Jill crawled onto the bed next to me and traced the hard tip down my stomach. I shied away from the cool touch.

“What do you think?” Jill asked me.

“It looks promising,” I replied. “I’ll reserve judgement for after.”

The smooth glass slid into me easily and she began working it with a rocking motion, hitting the knob onto the tight pucker of my ass.

“Oooh, that’s nice.” I reached up to cradle her breast, stroking with my thumb.

Jill thrust faster, rubbing at my clit with her other hand. I groaned and pushed my hips upward to meet the plunges, my breath coming faster. She drove it deeper, the smaller knob pressing, barely penetrating, sending a thrill through me with each thrust. I gasped and gripped the edge of the mattress, arching my back as the passion reached the peak. I cried out, my hips jerking, and Jill leaned down, sucking hard on a nipple and pulling on the other.

As I came back to myself, Jill gently removed the dildo and set it aside, cuddling close and kissing my cheek. I turned my head to kiss her lips tenderly.

“Hmmmm,” I said. “Think Derek is wondering what happened to us?”

“If by wondering you mean fantasizing, then yes,” Jill replied.

“Well, we’ll just be sure to treat him extra special next movie night.”

After a moment of contented quiet, Jill asked, “Think we’ll ever watch a whole movie?”

I giggled.

“Never, with you.”

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We stopped at the fast food restaurant to grab some food as Ann met up with her friend Sue to get some shoes she left at her place. We all agreed to go out and have a drink later as we were all driving separate cars. That’s when I saw her. She was quiet but really cute, sitting in the car waiting for Sue to be done. My boyfriend bought some food and we all got into our various cars and drove to the club. I thought to myself, Sue’s friend is cute and suggested playfully that we have a threesome, which my boyfriend said ok to. We finally got to the club and she sat next to me. I smiled at her and she blushed…Wooo that was my window! So, I leaned next to her and asked her name. Heidi, she said. I put my hand on her lap and told her she was cute, and that if I was a lesbian, I would totally hit on her. She blushed so hard that her chocolate skin was flushed!

Drinks kept coming and she gained some confidence to have a conversation with me. She pointed at my boyfriend and asked if he was my man. I laughed sarcastically and told her he was. However, he was under the impression that I was trying to get her to have a threesome with us. But I reassured her that if I was to have her, I’d have her all to myself. She looked shocked. I’m guessing its because no other girl had ever hit on her like that. The confidence tequila had given me was off the chain. I mean, even I surprised myself with those lines I was throwing at her. At some point, her boyfriend came around. We all hang out. He clearly didn’t read into all the touching I was doing on his girl. casino oyna Later, we all left separately.

I woke up the next morning and got an inbox on face book. You’ll never guess whom… Heidi! She was apologizing for stalking me and insisted that she just couldn’t resist the urge to see me again. Then she left her number. My heart literally skipped a beat! I texted her immediately as my boyfriend was lying next to me. She immediately replied and asked that we meet up later that night. I agreed and invited her over to my place. I had never been with a girl before so I had no idea what to do! I decided to get a bottle of brandy and cook some dinner. I mean, alcohol gave me the balls to hit on her; I had my money on it not failing both of us.

She called to tell me that she was at the gate. My stomach! Anxiety! I downed a couple of shots then opened the door. She was in a fitting black dress that brought out all her curves. I had no idea I found girls this hot! She smelled nice, looked amazing. So I led her straight to the couch and sat next to her. The food was served, I poured her a drink, and soft music was playing in the background. We got to talking, getting to know each other, drinking until we got really tipsy. With every refill, I moved closer. Her whole body was now facing mine and I stared at her lips as she talked. I just wanted to kiss her. But, it was my first time; I didn’t know how to make any moves.

She went quiet and stared at me, and then she leaned in and kissed me. Her lips were so soft and she was a very sensual slot oyna slow deep kisser. I pulled her in by her waist and she grabbed my face gently while breathing hard. Her curves! I pulled her dress up, allowing me to caress her thighs. She slowly moved to my neck…my weak spot! I pulled her dress up to her waist and her thong had her whole ass out. I grabbed her ass, my heart beating fast…it was my first time and I wanted her so bad! I whispered gently in her ear telling her that it was my first time with a girl. She smiled and got so intrigued! She pushed me over so I lay on my back. She took complete control…that really turned me on. I clearly wasn’t her first, but who cared!

She pulled off my skinny jeans and I had nothing but my Lacey panties on. Then she pulled up my vest and my boobs were all out. She sucked on my nipples so gently; I could feel a tingle in my pussy. My back arched from all the excitement. She pulled down my panties and got back to sucking my nipples as her thigh rubbed my wet pussy. I was really going crazy. So I pulled off her dress and bra. She only had her thong on. Her flawless chocolate skin, full breasts, thick ass and tiny waist really got my blood flowing! She leaned forward to kiss me and her boobs were touching mine. I stroked her soft skin as she started to kiss me down my chest. She went lower and kissed my pussy. She spread my pussy apart and started stroking my swollen clit with her tongue gently. I let out a loud mourn and grabbed the seat. She kissed it, sucked it and licked it until all I could canlı casino siteleri do was tremble from pleasure. Then she went lower, into the inner lips of my pussy and she spread them open. She did deep strokes into it and omg that was the g-spot! I told her to focus right there, so she focused on this spot. I started to climax and she whispered softly asking me to cum for her. I couldn’t hold back. I cum in her mouth and she licked it all up.

I quickly got up and touched her pussy. She was soaking wet! So, I asked her how she liked it and she told me to scissor her. She spread my feet and exposed my pussy and she took off her thong and sat across me. Our feet inter-locked, pussies touching completely. She leaned back and started to ride me. Damn! That shit felt so good! She would occasionally use her fingers and rub herself and she was blowing my mind! I quickly got on my knees, spread her feet apart and started to lick her pussy. Her salty taste was actually awesome…it turned me on. I could feel her feet tremble! I was actually doing it right. So, I hovered around until she let out a loud moan and I knew, that’s the spot. I sucked on it while stroking my tongue on the spot, her juices all over my mouth and her screams getting louder, begging me to make her cum. I increased my pace, stroking her g-spot with the tip of my tongue. Her whole body started to jerk like she was going into a fit then she let out a huge squirt into my face and mouth. That was one of the most fulfilling moments I ever had! She could barely get up or even let me touch her pussy.

I got her a towel, we took a quick shower, kissing and playing around in the bathroom. We put on t-shirts and fell asleep cuddling. I knew for sure that I was definitely going to do that again!

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kFrom time to time, when David has nothing better to do, he will go to find some action in the seedier part of town. This is the place where the porno book stores and movie houses are located, along with some live entertainment. His favorite place is the Carnal Club Bookstore but if there is nothing happening there, he will go across the street to The Tea Room Movie Theater. As its name implies, the theater shows all gay movies. David is not a fan of the movie genre. To him, all the actors are either thuggish louts or swishy poufs, and he can’t identify with either kind. He goes there in hopes of finding somebody who wants a quick and easy blowjob.

The last time David patronized The Tea Room, after handing over his ten dollars to the man in the admissions window, he approached a door with a big warning sign in red letters on a white background. The sign said: “WARNING! DO NOT ENTER UNLESS YOU ARE AT LEAST 18YEARS OLD. INSIDE THIS MOVIE THEATER YOU WILL SEE ACTS OF SEXUAL INTERCOURSE ON THE SCREEN, ON THE STAGE OR AMONG MEMBERS OF THE AUDIENCE. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SUCH SEX ACTS, DO NOT ENTER! Since David did not believe that such sex acts, whether depicted on the screen or live would be offensive to him, he went through the door.

The interior was extremely dark and David had to wait several minutes for his eyes to adjust. When he could see well enough he started slowly down the aisle. Here and there, a few men were sucking off other men but that didn’t interest David. He was there to do, not watch. Other men were seated by themselves and David stood next to the aisle seat of the row where casino siteleri one of them, who looked to be in his forties, was occupying the next seat in.

When the man noticed David, he patted the seat next to himself and David responded to the invitation by sitting there. Seconds after sitting down, David’s right hand was on the other man’s thigh. The other man responded to the inquiring hand by unzipping and opening his pants and David reached in and gently fondled the flaccid cock. So far, neither man had said a word.

As David played with the cock, he could feel it just starting to stiffen so he pulled it clear of the surrounding clothing. The man scooted forward in his chair to give David easier access and leaned back to enjoy the blowjob he was about to get. Although the cock was still soft, David leaned forward, both his hands resting on the man’s arm on the chair, and took it between his lips. One of his favorite things is feeling a cock stiffen in his mouth, and he expected to enjoy that with this man’s cock.

As he worked up saliva and rolled the soft cock around in his mouth, he was gratified to feel it swell and harden. After a minute of fondling with his tongue and the insides of his cheeks, David could feel that the stranger’s cock was erect enough to begin sucking on it. He started slowly bobbing his head up and down, reveling in the feel of the cock sliding back and forth into his mouth and stiffening as his tongue caressed its entire length. With every stroke, David could feel the man’s cock becoming firmer and longer, and more pleasing to his lips as it slid between slot oyna them and more pleasing to the back of his throat as it pressed against there.

Neither man spoke since there was no need for conversation, but the man started breathing faster and deeper as David’s mouth brought him to a full erection. His cock was big and hard and David shifted in his seat so he could move his face more up and down and envelop the entire shaft. “This guy’s hung pretty good,” David thought. “I didn’t expect to find a cock this nice in here so quickly. This promises to be a better day than I expected.”

Both men were having better days than they had expected. The other man had entered the theater looking for a quick blow job and he hadn’t expected to get it from a mouth as talented as David’s. As he built to a climax, he squirmed in his seat, his hands gripping both chair arms. When he could feel himself ready to cum, the man sucking him off moved his head faster and tightened his lips on the throbbing cock.

David was really enjoying the feel of the big hard cock going in and out of his mouth and when he felt it throbbing, he knew the man was ready to cum. He tightened his lips and started sucking faster. The man’s rapid breathing was pleasant to David’s ears and he also enjoyed the way the man was squirming in his seat from the pleasure he was getting. David likes sucking cocks or getting fucked and he enjoys it even more if the man being sucked off or fucking him is also enjoying it.

Still nobody had said anything but the man was grunting and David could feel his hips jerking and his cock thrusting. canlı casino siteleri Suddenly there was a gush of semen onto David’s tongue, slightly fishy tasting but still good. He savored the taste briefly and swallowed it and continued stroking with his mouth, enjoying the second and third spurts of cum. When the man was done cumming and his cock was softening, David held it in his fingers and licked the semen from the head and under the ridge.

After David had licked off everything he was going to get, he let the cock flop back onto the man’s lap. The man tucked it back inside his clothing, refastened his pants and stood up to go. “Thank you. Excuse me,” he said as he squeezed past David and turned up the aisle heading for the door. Those were the only words either man had spoken. After he was gone, David moved over into the seat that had just been vacated.

A minute later, David looked up and saw a man, a middle-aged African-American standing in the aisle where he had stood earlier, looking expectantly in his direction. Patting the seat was again the invitation to sit, and when the man sat, he slid down on the chair and leaned back, obviously not there to suck anybody’s cock. Once again, David’s inquiring hand was answered by pants being unfastened and opened and once again David found a semi-soft cock inside the pants. As he prepared to suck off his second man of the day, David told himself, “This promises to be a REALLY good day.”

* * * * *

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The morning after my threesome with my love Kelly and our friend Mandy, we all lay there entangled in eachothers arms.

*Bang Bang Bang* “Girlllssss!”

The sound of Pop knocking on the door with his heavy hand and his yelling for us woke me up, quickly. Neither Kelly nor Mandy even budged. I shook the both of them and they sort of just groaned and rolled over.

*Bang Bang Bang* “Girls get up, breakfast is on it’s way!” pop yelled again.

“Uhhh we’re getting up now Pop!” I yelled.

My yelling right near their ears startled them and they jumped awake. I looked at Kelly and she had that “after sex” sly grin on her face and rubbed my thigh. Then I looked to my other side at Mandy. While she jumped awake she gasped,

“What happened!?” she was out of it for a few seconds.

I laughed as she came back down to earth with her sly grin as well.

We were all still naked, and for all they knew Pop was still downstairs minding his business. I snapped out of their cuteness and said,

“Guys we gotta get up, Pop keeps banging on the door saying breakfast is on the way, c’mon!”

Kelly hopped out of the bed first and fast grabbing at anything she could to get dressed and clean up. Her nipples were erect and boobs perky and swaying as she hurried. God I wanted them, but I knew we had to go downstairs. Mandy and I followed, throwing on some of Kelly’s random sweatpants and tshirts. Her room was hot and smelled like sex, but as much as I loved it I still had to open her windows and let it air out. Us being in Kelly’s clothes from her closet, our clothes from the night before were thrown across the room, along with the strap on, it’s box, and a pack of opened condoms. There were no guys there, but Kelly’s kinky mind thought of buying Trojans deep ribbed condoms to put on the strap on to give me more pleasure. The box was open and thrown on the floor, but for some reason we didn’t use one the night before. ‘Next time’ I thought.

We cleaned up (stuffing things under the bed) then ran down to the kitchen.

“Hey pop” Kelly said and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Goodmorning Mr. Goldenburg” Mandy said with her sweet voice.

“Morning!” I said last and kinda patted his shoulder with a smile.

“Hey girls, I ordered us some breakfast from the diner a couple blocks away” Pop stood up motioning through the bags of food. “This one has pancakes, this one is full of sausage and bacon, there’s two big bowls of scrambled eggs, one with cheese one without, there’s 5 bagels here, and butter, cream cheese, orange juice and apple juice are in the fridge. I’m having coffee!”

“Well gosh, we can’t eat all this!” Kelly said.

“Speak for yourself!!” I exclaimed, and me and Mandy grabbed a plate and made our way down the ‘buffet’.

We all laughed, got what we wanted, then went to the dining room. The table was small, 4 chairs, considering only Kelly and her father lived there. The three of us sat down while pop told us that he was just going to have a bagel and his coffee to go. He had to go to an early Saturday meeting for his job. We said our goodbyes and were left alone.

There was an awkward silence at first, but then I burst out laughing. I’ve always laughed in dead silence.

“Hahaha what are you laughin at babe?” asked Kelly.

“I don’t know, it was just so quiet!!” I said between giggles. I heard Mandy chuckling too. My laughing died down enough for me to start talking.

“So…” looking at Mandy.

“So what?” she said.

I looked at Kelly then back and Mandy.

“Soooo how was it… Last night”

“Duhh!” Kelly added.

Mandy blushed and grinned and looked down shyly. She shrugged

“I don’t know..” and played with her food.

We both laughed at her being so shy about it.

“Stopp!” she giggled and threw part of her unspread bagel at us.

“Did you like it? C’mon we need to know!” Kelly urged.

“I mean like… yeah.. I guess” Mandy answered then stuffed her mouth with some food trying to brush away what she just said.

“Yay! That was our first threesome right Kells!?”

“Yup! And we’re glad it was with our best friend”

Mandy swallowed her food.

“This isn’t gonna be weird from now on is it?”

Kelly shook her head no. I said,

“Not unless one of us makes it weird, I know I’m not gonna.”

We all agreed to being just best friends again that just had one big bang one night.

Mandy left a little later that day and I stayed the rest of the weekend.

***

Monday morning I rolled out of my own bed… literally. It took awhile being that my bed was so big and I was so small. I was half sleep and didn’t bother to stop myself from rolling off. As my body made a thump to the floor I couldn’t help but laugh at myself.

“Ughh stupid floor!” I laughed some more. Well that woke me up, then I went to take a shower. After the shower I opened the window to feel the temperature. It was already about 70 degrees outside and the sun was shining, so I dressed appropriately.

I casino siteleri put on a white cami and a white see through button up. I buttoned the bottom few buttons then slid my high waisted denim shorts over it, then of course… Sperrys! This pair were mainly white and lacey, but had dark blue tracing the bottom. I pulled my hair to the side and put in a fishtail braid, slid a dark blue beanie on, duh… ready to go!

Homeroom time! I walked in only to see three guys sitting around Kelly and Mandy. Josh, Blake, and a kid I knew since elementary, Shawn. I walked over slowly.

“Hey.. what’s up?” I said wondering what was going on.

“Oh hey babe!” Kelly went on. “Move.” she said to Blake who was right next to her. “Sit” I did. “We were talking about prom. Well our stupid ass school won’t let you go as dates if you’re the same sex, and we just found that out. Blake and Shawn didn’t have dates and you know Josh is going with Mandy, so we figured that since we were all going on our little trip together afterwards, maybe Blake could be my pretend date and Shawn can be yours?”

That wasn’t really my cup of tea, but I agreed anyway. They were nice guys that I loved hanging out with, so why not? We were gonna be together all weekend anyway. A couple of months ago we all chipped in our final amount to pay for a party bus to take us to and pick us up from prom and take us to New York. We would stay there for the night, explore for a bit, then have the bus take us to LBI on Saturday afternoon and leave there Sunday night.

Just us young, crazy, probably drunk teens on a prom weekend away from home. What could go wrong right? At LBI we would be staying at my beach house that my parents bought a few years back. It was a big house, I’ve always wanted to live there and never leave. Prom was only a week away, so we had a lot of rearranging to do with our dresses and tuxedos in little time.

Both mine and Kelly’s dresses were the same exact design. My dress was white with a baby blue band going around my waist to tie in the back. Kelly’s dress was baby blue with a white band tying in the back. Her 4 inch heels white, my 4 inch heels baby blue. Trust me, it wasn’t as tacky as it sounds. We took charge of Blake and Shawn’s tuxes.

“Shawn if you’re taking me to prom, you gotta look the best.” I said.

“What do you mean? I always look good girl!” he’s so cocky.

Shawn is also a ginger. But his hair never looked tame. He would have a Justin Bieber swoosh, but he never kept up with it, so it was wild. He’d be totally cute if he just cut his hair.

“Shawnie.. hun, can you do me a huge favor? For prom?” I tried being as sweet as possible.

“Ummmmmmm depends…” he said suspecting.

“Can you please please please just cut your hair just for prom!!?”

“Uh uh, no!!” he exclaimed.

“Aww c’mon please… for me..” I gave him the puppy dog face and he caved. I knew he would since he liked me since freshman year.

“Uhhh whatever Bridge, fine.”

“Yay!” I exclaimed and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I jumped out of my seat, grabbed his hand, told Kelly and Blake we’ll be back, and scurried out the door. He was hard to pull because he was about 6’4 and really muscular. He was the schools star quarterback. You think he’d have a date.

I took Shawn to the best salon in town. That hair had to come off. About an hour and a half later the chair he was in spun around and I saw the cutest boy ever. If I wasn’t happily in a relationship, I’d be all over Shawn. But shh, don’t tell Kelly!

By the end of all the rearranging of outfits and everything, Blake and Kelly looked like a match made in heaven, and Shawn and I weren’t so bad ourselves. But fuck the match made in heaven thing, Kelly’s sexy ass was mine.

***Prom*****

Prom rolled around, and we were all so excited. Everybody came to my house to take pictures before we’d leave. Mandy and Josh showed up with both of their parents, Blakes parents came with him Kelly and her dad, and Shawn drove here with his parents. It was like a mad house. There were so many people at my house taking pictures of us. My mom cried, she’s such a cry baby. And my little sister was loving being around a bunch of people.

The party bus pulled up which signaled it was time to go. We took one last group picture then loaded our bags for the weekend onto the bus, got in, and pulled off.

Pulling up, people couldn’t help but stare.

After we ate dinner, it was time to party our asses off! The teachers that were there got drunk and were acting like part of the crowd.

I made my way to Kelly in the middle of the dance floor. I pulled her close and grabbed her ass. We swayed with the music, our foreheads resting on eachother. Her mouth right infront of mine, I couldn’t resist. I gave her a peck then broke away from it. She smiled. Then I stuck my tongue out and licked her lips. I moved my arms up around her neck and she grabbed my ass. Her mouth grabbed my tongue, sucked on it a bit and we started making out. She lifted my dress in the slot oyna front a little, then grinded her thigh into my pussy. I gasped at the feeling and kissed her harder.

Since we were already swaying with the music, I changed a little to thrust into her thigh. It felt so good and I needed her. I broke the kiss moving my head toward her neck.

“You’re so wet baby” Kelly whispered in my ear.

I smiled and opened my eyes. I saw we had an audience.

“WOOO take her dress off!” I heard some random kid yell.

Kelly and I both laughed then separated.

“Not here!” Kelly yelled back.

I gave her a light slap on her arm and chuckled.

The teachers were so out of it. The rest of the night we danced together, and shifted to Blake and Shawn, then back to eachother, then to other people.

The last few minutes winded down and we were ready to head to New York. Our group stood at the entrance waiting for the bus to pull up. It was windy outside and I didn’t have a jacket. I pulled Kelly in to cuddle with while we waited. Shawn saw that and offered me his jacket.

“Aw thanks Shawn, you’re such a gentleman.” I said as he put the jacket over my shoulders. He smiled at me and walked over to Blake Josh and Mandy sitting on the wall.

We sat on the wall on the other side of the entrance. Everybody gave us our space because they knew we were a couple. Kelly started talking and I cut her off with a kiss. It wasn’t anything important anyway. Shawn’s jacket was huge compared to us, so we both could fit in it. We were making out in the jacket of the kid that had a crush on me for years. We got so into it, I basically deep throated her with my tongue. She grabbed my tit furthest from her and I grabbed the side of her face pulling her in more. I wanted her badly.

“Oh my god, GUYS!” I heard Mandy’s voice.

Our kiss broke.

“I’ve been calling you for like 3 minutes straight, save it for the hotel! The bus is here.” Mandy understood though.

By the time we got to the city it was around 3AM. We checked in our beautiful hotel. We got one room, but it was two floors. Yeah almost all our money went to this. There were three rooms. One for Mandy and Josh since they were becoming an item, one for Kelly and I, and the other for Blake and Shawn. They were best friends, they shouldn’t feel weird sharing a bed for a night.

“Wait Shawn!” I yelled as he went upstairs. “Maybe you and Blake should take our room, there’s two beds and yours only has one.”

“Oh yeah thanks you’re a life saver!” he yelled down. “Dude get your ass outta the bed, we’re switching rooms” I heard a thump like he threw something at Blake. “Wake up whorebag, we’re going to Kelly and Bridget’s room.”

“Ohhh shit, hell yeah” Blake said.

“Not like that, we’re switching rooms, they have two beds and I’m not sharing with your ugly ass” Shawn laughed. Blake came out of the room and they jocked around like only guys could.

We each grabbed our things and switched.

“Hey loser faces, parties not over!” Josh screamed.

Mandy bombarded our room only finding Kelly straddled on me. We had clothes on this time… well our bras and panties.

“I know how much you two wanna fuck right now, but this is prom night and we haven’t even drank yet, let’s go!” Mandy exclaimed.

We groaned but got up and walked toward the door.

“Gonna put some clothes on?”

“Nope!” we exclaimed in harmony.

“Strip yours down like us” I said.

Mandy shrugged and did it. The boys were down at the mini bar all in either just shorts or their boxers. No shirts. Shawn looked even hotter, now I can actually see his muscles bare. Three girls no clothes, three guys no clothes. Even more of a risk of a fuck fest.

They whistled and jocked around some more as we came down the stairs. Blake ran over and turned up the stereo as loud as it could go while Shawn and Josh poured 6 shot glasses.

Us girls stopped after 3 shots and the guys decided to keep going. We’re light weights and were drunk already.

Mine and Kelly’s kissing led to Mandy joining. She just stared at us at first then said,

“I want some” and waltzed over. I felt Kelly’s hand move from my hip and she grabbed the back of Mandy’s head and pulled her in. I reached my arm around her. We had our 3-way make out sesh. I felt Mandy’s tongue come out and force it’s way into my mouth. I stuck mine out and our tongues danced around. Kelly felt left out so she darted her tongue out and joined. We weren’t even kissing at that point. All three tongues playing with eachother. Licking and playing around.

“Hey that’s my girl!” Josh drunkenly yelled and walked toward us.

Mandy left the kiss and met Josh halfway. I heard Shawn and Blake play fighting, then something shatter. We were all drunk and found it funny. I saw Josh and Mandy feeling up one another and starting to make out. The boys continued and so did we. They were the only lonely ones so they pretended to have a bromance.

“Hey you wanna come to my room Blake!?”

“No. canlı casino siteleri You gotta buy me a drink first then you can feel me up.”

They’re hilarious.

“Take her bra off Kells!” Shawn yelled.

“Ughh you’re such a douche.” said Blake still in character.

Kelly did as he said and unhooked my bra. I moved my arms to let it fall. Then she tugged my panties off, and I did the same to her. We started to do the same thing as we did on the dance floor at prom. I drove my pussy into her thigh. I was riding it hard. I felt my juices on her leg, I was sliding around her thigh. We were giving the boys the best show of their lives.

“You’re so ready baby.” Kelly whispered.

“You do this to me” I groaned.

She made her way kissing down my neck to my chest. Wasting no time, she sucked on my nipple. Her hand played with my other. My nips were so hard, finally getting the attention I wanted all day.

She started walking forward causing me to go backward. I fell onto the couch and she switched tits.

“Ohhhh yeah, unh” I moaned and ran my finger through her hair.

Finally I felt her leave my tits, trailing kisses and licks down my torso, sticking her tongue in my belly button as usual, then she spread my legs. She was on her knees on the floor infront of me. She skipped my vagina and went to my thighs. Kisses went up and down each leg. She’s too much of a tease. I wanted her all day.

She gave her last kiss on my upper thigh, then a kiss on my pussy lips. They were parted due to my swollen aching clit.

She slid two fingers in to my cunt and I moaned in pleasure. I tried pushing her face closer to my pussy but she just resisted and finger fucked me harder. She kept fucking faster and harder then slid in another finger. I started meeting each thrust, forcing my hips up, cringing in ecstasy. I could hear my wetness being swished around. Pretty soon she felt I was stretched enough and added her last two fingers and clutched them.

Kelly started fisting me. That was my first time and I was scared at first.

“Uhh no…” I tried to say, but that faded off rather quickly. It felt really good.

She bent her head down and sucked on my clit, not letting up on her fisting. It felt way better than some guys cock. She licked and sucked circles around it. She bit my clit and pounded into my cunt and I came, no warning.

“OHHHHH FUCKKKKKK!” I moaned. “Oh my fucking God, shit… damn!!”

Kelly pulled out with a sorta popping noise. I came all over her hand and face. I pulled her up to my face and I could instantly smell my musky and fruity aroma. I licked what I could off of her face and kissed her passionately. She broke the kiss filled with my creamy cum, and brought her hand up to my mouth. I took it into my mouth willingly licking and sucking cum off that too.

I peered through my almost closed eyes over at Josh and Mandy. They were both naked an Mandy was on her hands and knees. Josh was on one knee behind her and his other leg was supporting him. They were fucking doggy style. It was so hot.

He was giving her the hardest bangs of her life while he twirled her hair in one hand and yanked it back. She screamed out so loud, her eyes closed, biting her bottom lip.

Josh slowed down, then stopped.

“Train?” he asked.

“Mmmhm” was all Mandy could get out.

Josh pulled out and stood up. Mandy grabbed for his arm, and he helped her up.

“Bro, come here, she wants a train” Josh said to Blake.

Blake happily stripped his boxers off and put on a condom and went over to them. Josh gave Mandy a kiss on the lips and turned her to face him.

“You got the back son” he said to Blake.

They waited no time and dove in Mandy. Blake threw his head back. He probably hasn’t been laid in forever.

Mandy was such a lucky girl. She had two hot guys fucking her at the same time. Both of their cocks were at least 7 inches.

By then, the room wreaked of sex. And just as I was about to go down on Kelly I whispered to her,

“Do you think Shawn should join us? He’s the only lonely one now”

“Well I don’t know, he likes you”

“Yeah but I mean like, look at him, we’re all drunk anyway”

“I guess it couldn’t hurt” she said.

I turned to Shawn and smiled. He smiled back really big.

“You wanna help out?” he was so cute. “C’mon, take off your shorts” I urged.

I flipped Kelly on her stomach to get her asshole.

I gave her few licks then darted my tongue in her hole. I used my hand to finger her pussy, and got as far as 3. Her body shook and her ass pressed up against my face.

“OHHHH baby, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!!” she moaned.

With that I pinched her clit and she came for me. I didn’t stop though.

Finally Shawn made his way over and I told him to do whatever he wants. He started doing the same exact thing to me as I was doing to Kells. I ate and finger fucked her to 3 more orgasms. Shawn, being that he was a guy and I was used to a females touch, his hands & mouth were bigger and stronger. It felt amazing, because I just wanted a hard fucking that night. My orgasm came very quick. He gave me one more orgasm and I tried to do the same to Kelly, but she groaned out,

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When Thursday came, David’s excitement was intense. He hadn’t slept well the previous night and a couple of times considered not going through with it but the need and longing for some sexual excitement soon dispelled any doubts he had. He had masturbated several times since the arrangement was made but only to completion twice preferring to keep his excitement alive for as long as he could.

He shaved carefully that morning taking great care not to cut himself or leave any stubble, then took a long shower. He was very careful about washing his genitals for fear of coming but he did ensure he was completely clean including under his penis where it rested against his scrotum. He wondered if John had been circumcised like himself or whether he had a foreskin to pull back and reveal a sensitive swollen glans but then quickly thought about something else as he could feel himself hardening and it was too early for that.

He dried himself and dressed in some easy clothes intending to change after his wife had left and not wanting to draw any comment from her about his appearance. He forced himself to have some breakfast though he really didn’t want any and could only manage one piece of toast and a cup of tea.

As soon as she went to meet her friend he rang John and waited nervously for him to answer. After eight or nine rings he began to think that he’d changed his mind and was just about to put the phone down when he answered.

‘Hello?’

From feeling dejected David was suddenly excited again.

‘Hello John, it’s David.’

‘Oh hi, lovely morning, You still want to come over?’

‘If it’s still alright with you. I thought you might have gone out.’

He heard a small laugh.

‘No you caught me in the shower.’

‘Would ten minutes or so be OK?’

‘Fine,’ said John, ‘looking forward to it.’

Davids heart leapt as he replaced the receiver, it was on. At the very least he would be exposing himself completely to another person but more than likely he would get an erection and possibly ejaculate in front of him as well.

He hurriedly applied some aftershave and changed into a pair of his wife’s panties he had secreted away. They were sheer satin with a see-through lace panel in the front and they never failed to give him an erection when he posed in front of the mirror. A loose tee shirt and a pair of tracksuit bottoms completed his dressing and, grabbing his camera, he hurried round to his neighbours front door.

After chatting casino oyna for a while and discussing how to use the camera John asked ‘OK, shall we start?’

Although he had been looking forward to this moment so much David was suddenly a little apprehensive.

‘Are you sure it’s OK with you? he asked.

John smiled and nodded. ‘Yes it’s fine. How do you want to do this? Some photos as you undress or do you want to undress fully first?’

‘As I undress might be good. I can always delete any I don’t like.’

He pulled his tee shirt over his head and saw the flash go off a couple of times and tried not to look at John or the camera. As he went to remove his jogging bottoms he wondered briefly if he had done the right thing in wearing the panties but it was too late now. He pushed the joggers down and heard a slight intake of breath as his underwear came into view and he saw John staring at his crotch intently.

‘Ooops sorry,’ he said, ‘I had meant to change into something more appropriate but I forgot. Too much in a hurry to come here!’ he laughed nervously.

‘No,’ breathed John slowly his eyes still taking in his undies, ‘they look lovely.’

Immediately David knew things were going to go well and he relaxed as he shed his joggers.

‘They are nice aren’t they and they’re so comfortable. I just wish I had more to fill them with.’ he laughed

‘No, it looks good from here.’ said John as he crouched down for a closer inspection. ‘Very good. Very sexy.’ he breathed softly.

‘They give me a lot more support than y-fronts or boxers and I like feeling my bits held close to my body.’ He reached down and ran his hand gently over the material. ‘ Would you like to feel how soft and smooth they are?’

‘Would you mind? said John looking up and ran his hand over the shiny panties.

‘Mmmmm’, he murmured softly, ‘I might try some of these myself.’

His hand lingered for a while caressing slowly and David felt the first stirrings in his penis. John took a couple of pictures then stood up and asked David if he would like to take them off. This was the moment of truth, the moment he had been waiting for since they had first talked and he slowly peeled them down his legs and stepped out of them, now completely naked in front of this other man.

He stood there while John just looked at him then took a couple of pictures. He could feel his cock hardening under the gaze and the exhibitionist in him felt wonderful, more exciting than he slot oyna had ever thought possible. He held his cock and gently masturbated it softly hoping he wasn’t going too far but the soft ‘Oh yes.’ from John told him he wasn’t. A few more pictures followed then John looked at him and cleared his throat.

‘Look, how would you feel about a few sexy ones laying on the bed?’ he asked apprehensively.

‘Yes.’ replied David immediately, his eyes wide with surprise. This was even better than he had imagined.

They went upstairs him leading with John following. He could hear John breathing heavily and knew it wasn’t from the exertion of climbing the stairs, and was glad that, with his neighbour so close behind him, he had paid particular attention to his hygiene that morning.

In the bedroom he lay on the bed and struck a few poses but always ensuring his now hard penis was in full view. He couldn’t remember feeling this turned on for a long time and felt completely uninhibited.

A few more pictures were taken then John suddenly said ‘It’s pretty warm in here, would you mind if I took some of my clothes off as well?’

‘Please do.’ said David and lay there with one hand behind his head and the other resting on his penis, watching him disrobe. He took his shirt and trousers off then his boxers and his cock came into view. He wasn’t circumcised and his foreskin came to a point at the end of his cock which sprouted from a thick bush of dark hair. David’s hair was quite fine and well trimmed so the contrast of John’s pubis was exciting.

As he went to step out of his underwear round his ankles he stumbled and fell on the bed coming close to David’s naked body. Their faces were only inches apart and it instinctively seemed the most natural thing in the world for David to reach forward and kiss the lips so close to his. Instantly even as he moved forward he recoiled at the thought of Johns rejection but the lips pressed to his didn’t pull back. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling of another human being willingly and lovingly kissing him and put his arms round him to pull him closer.

They lay for a while in each others arms just kissing and looking at each other then David began kissing his way down John’s body. First his throat and neck then onto his nipples and over his belly to his pubis and the mass of hair that smelt so good, fresh and clean but still with the slightly earthy aroma of an aroused penis. And his penis was certainly aroused, hard and canlı casino siteleri throbbing as David took it in his hand for the first time, the swollen glans now freed from the foreskin which was now non-existent below the ridge of his purple helmet.

He looked at it as he gently masturbated the hot flesh in his hand then, bending forward gently licked the end, across the pisshole. He felt John jerk slightly and groan softly so continued to do it until he was flexing his groin off the bed. All he could hear were sounds of appreciation and soft encouragements ‘harder’ or ‘Yes!’ as he licked the underside of the twitching helmet.

Eventually he took it fully into his mouth and started masturbating him with his tongue. He could tell it wouldn’t be long before John came and so it was a few seconds later. He felt the penis swell a little more then the pulsing as the sperm pumped softly into his mouth, the first other than his own that he had tasted for many years. He could hear John grunting softly as he continued to suck the salty slightly, astringent fluid from him then released him to close his lips and savour the delicacy he had been missing for such a long time. It tasted wonderful.

He moved back up the bed to lay beside him again and they kissed but more gently this time until John said softly ‘My turn now.’

David flinched as he felt strange fingers encircle his prick and start to masturbate him, strange for belonging to someone else not his own, and lay back to enjoy the lead up to his own orgasm. He whispered a few endearments as he felt it approaching and as he started jerking his own liquid from his body he felt John’s lips on his once again. He came as hard as he had done in a long while still kissing the soft lips on his, then lay back as John brought his hand to his face for him to taste his own semen.

They lay there for a while in each others arms, passion now spent but still in the afterglow of sexual release and talked softly and with many kisses, about how wonderful it was that they had discovered each other and making plans to meet again very soon.

After a while they somewhat reluctantly parted and David went down to retrieve his clothes from the lounge. He left his wife’s panties off and with a final kiss and cuddle and a promise to meet again as soon as they could, he went back to his empty house. He dressed again in the clothes he had on when his wife left then sat down and relived the events of the last hour or so. It had been so exciting and had gone so far beyond his wildest expectations and dreams that he found himself getting hard again, an unusually swift recovery after ejaculation for him.

He reached inside his clothing to fondle himself…

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Being ‘outed’ in front of my family was not in my plans. It certainly wasn’t a fun way to spend this Saturday. It certainly was a surprise to all of us but especially to me as I had thought that my being a lesbian was a carefully guarded secret, not that some of them hadn’t suspected from time to time but it was more of a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ type of situation. Maybe I should go a little farther back though and explain from the beginning…

I was bored, simply bored. For years I had played at being the quintessential housewife and mother. I so wasn’t either but I played at it. My sons were grown, now in colleges of their choices, my marriage had disappeared years ago, and I was running my husband’s companies which I hated in the first place. It was time for a change. Since my husband hadn’t lived with us in say seven years now I started divorce proceedings based on abandonment. I asked for everything. The lawyers said I would be lucky to get half. Wisconsin you see is a no-fault state. Everything is split down the middle. Since the middle was part of my contribution I felt I should get it all. Caleb had done nothing to contribute but be there at the beginning, part of the insemination process, and just when I was building up something for us; he took the money and ran. It wasn’t just me that he abandoned though. He abandoned two little boys that needed him, needed a male figure in their life, and needed a father. They didn’t get any of that and I did the best I could to make it up to them. I made sure each had a trust fund so they could go to college and start out debt-free. I made sure their father or as I now refer to him the ‘sperm donor’ couldn’t touch those sacred funds, because we all knew he would, if he could.

It took forever and a sympathetic judge but I got him on abandonment. He left us, he left the houses, he left the cars, and he left the businesses. I got it all when I was finished with the courts. I then proceeded to sell it all one piece at a time. It was quite a chunk of change if I do say so myself. I kept a house here in town so the boys had somewhere to escape to when they came ‘home’ to town. It also allowed me to store those things I had inherited from my side of the family. Caleb’ things I gave away, sold, or burned. I no longer cared and I certainly wasn’t going to store them indefinitely until he came out from under some rock. The really sad part for me, he didn’t know how badly I had screwed him in the divorce, he might never know. If he knew how much I got alone for the companies I had built up he would have been on my doorstep in a heartbeat hand held out and expecting his ‘fair share.’ Thank goodness none of the newspaper advertisements I had to place had gotten him to show up for the divorce. Yes, I could have hired a private investigator to look for him, but at this point, and given how much I stood to have after the divorce, why should I? He didn’t deserve the courtesy of giving him half the wealth I had accumulated for both of us. I’d done the hard work, why should he benefit from it in any way?

I invested the funds in a way that would support me very nicely the rest of my life with room to play. Quite a lot of room to play when I wished, I decided it was time for me to play. I hadn’t been many places in this country but growing up in Oconomowoc, Wisconsin I knew there was a whole new world out there for me and I was going to find it. I applied for a passport, got a few new credit cards-just in case, and I subscribed to a phone that had international capabilities. I set up automatic payment for my phone, for my credit cards, for my gas, power, and electric and I was ready to go. But where to go?

Back in the dinosaur age, better known as the high school years I took 3 1/2 years of student German. I had family in Germany. Some I had even met. Maybe it was time to go back to my roots. Nothing was keeping me here, so why the hell not? In reflecting out the window as I flew out of my country and on to my future, I realized the woman next to me was kind of grossing me out. It was that she had a bit of body odor. Okay, okay, you think I’m exaggerating? We had cows back in Wisconsin that smelled sweeter. I was miserable and never so glad to touch down in Germany as I was. I felt like screaming ‘let me outta here, let me outta here’ but no, I played the sophisticate and calmly followed the herd out of the plane.

As I read the signs (thank goodness they were in both German and English and was that French?), I found the way to the baggage area and collected my two cases. Turning around I could see where people were being met but I had to go through customs first. casino oyna I bravely stepped up to the line. The clerk was very helpful and spoke English (thank God, I wasn’t ready to try out my very bad student German). I told her I was here for a visit with my family, had nothing to declare (I didn’t watch TV shows for nothing) and I expected to be here for a month. She kinda laughed at me but I guess I looked and acted okay, she stamped my passport and I could go through.

Holding up a sign was a woman that looked vaguely familiar. Since the sign read MEUNIER I had to assume it was not only for me but this was my cousin Mandy. It’s hard to tell since it’s been ten years since I saw her last and her Facebook picture doesn’t do her justice. I smiled as I walked up and said “Guten Tag Mandy!” (Good Day or Hello Mandy).

“Analisa! Wie gehts?” (How are you?) She smiled. Mandy wasn’t a tall woman and considerably older than me. I wasn’t sure how she was related, I am not even sure she is blood, but somehow we are cousins, at least that’s the rumor. “How was your flight?”

“Ach, gut, aber ich bin mude.” (Good, however I am tired).

Mandy took the shoulder bag that held suits and dresses and some shoes and I followed her with my larger bag outside to a parking garage. Nothing different here except for the signs. We were soon driving in traffic, which was just as bad as anywhere else I might add! Alarming but I was sure I would get used to it in time. I was surprised though that the steering wheel was on the left side and not the right like I was expecting, didn’t they all drive on the opposite sides here in Europe? Apparently not here in Germany. Apparently it’s a British thing, but I didn’t learn that until later.

It took about an hour to get to Tante Dorla’s house. She was staying with my Onkel Friedrich and his family. She was the matriarch of my family. She really isn’t just an Aunt but my Great Aunt. My grandfather’s youngest sister and at nearly 90 quite a spitfire. I hadn’t seen her in nearly 30 years. Amazing but she really hadn’t changed much. She was shorter of course, grayer too, but still the robust woman I remembered from years ago. I didn’t think I had changed much either but she couldn’t tell me enough how lovely I looked, how beautiful I had become, what an honor it was to have me as their guest.

I got to meet about fifty relatives that day alone. Like I was going to remember any of them! Onkel Friedrich was actually Dorle’s nephew. One of my Great Uncle’s son’s. So technically Friedrich was a cousin. It was all very confusing but I pretended to understand. I just kept pleading, “nicht so schnell, nicht so schnell” (not so fast) when people spoke to me. It got so they spoke to me like I was some frigging idiot they spoke so slow but I didn’t mind. Enough knew a few words of English that we got along fairly well.

The room they stuck me in was under the roof so I had to watch my head getting in and out of bed. I was grateful to stay with the relatives and thought this was a good way to get to know the language. I could have afforded to stay in the best hotels but I wasn’t a frivolous kind of person. Besides, I suspect the family would have been insulted had I not stayed with them.

The family was great about showing me about the immediate vicinity. I was in Bavaria near the Czechoslovakian border. How many trees do you want to see? Actually, the landscape wasn’t that different from Wisconsin. I’d been all over there as well and so far, no surprises. What I really wanted to see was the castles, the old houses, the cities, the tourist destinations. No one seemed to want to see those though and I was kind of stuck. I didn’t have a clue how or where to rent a car around here and I certainly didn’t want to insult the family but after a month of listening and learning very little I was a bit bored. Yes, I liked seeing the cemetery where ancestors of mine had been buried for centuries, but not every week. Yes, it was interesting the little shops in the village. But was that all? The linen factory that most of the family had worked in was boarded up and most people commuted to the cities to work now so that left me with a lot of free time on my hands.

My Onkel Friedrich had a son and I think ‘little’ Friedrich was what saved me. He must have sensed my unease. Friedrich II or Rich (pronounced Rick) was twenty something and he invited me out to a discotheque. Well I got the translation of that really easily so I dressed up for a night out on the town. As the family hadn’t seen me in anything but slacks, or jeans, and blouses they were amazed at the dress I pulled out and the make-up I put on. I know, I look totally different when I’m made up. I clean up good. Rich must have appreciated it as his eyes nearly bugged out of his head as I came down the narrow farmhouse stairs and into the kitchen in my heels. I asked if this was too much for a night dancing and he rushed to assure me it wasn’t. I could sense Aunt Gussie didn’t approve but Dorle thought slot oyna I looked sharp. I smiled my thanks.

It took us forty-five minutes to make it to the city with Rich driving. I might add it was a good thing that his Peugeot had ‘oh Jesus’ hand grips because I was using them! What a maniac! There was a line to get into the club and Rich knew the doorman, which was a good thing as I didn’t want to stand in line in 3″ heels. The doorman appreciated my looks too, I could tell. I’m not conceited or anything but as I’ve grown more mature, I’ve gotten better looking. I think I was a late bloomer but as I’ve gotten older, I have gotten prettier. I can say that because I know what the mirror tells me. I certainly don’t look my age and the few white hairs (I don’t gray) look blonde so I can pass for 10 or more years younger on a good day. Today was a good day. I don’t know if was the fact that we were getting ‘out’ or that I took a bit of a hike today but my colors were all right tonight even without the added makeup.

The place was jumping! Wow! It wasn’t just for twenty-something’s either. I was relieved at that. I didn’t want to be the oldest broad in the joint. There were men and women in their 30’s, 40’s, and a few older, a couple of men who were stuck in the 70’s look with the open to the navel silk shirt and the chains. Those have got to hurt when they pull the chest hairs!

Rich was well known apparently and I found myself surrounded by happy go lucky people. I couldn’t remember all their names but he kept introducing me as his “cousine’ Ana” it was flattering almost like being introduced as royalty. I asked for a drink and soon had some hard tasting stuff shoved into my hand. German’s I notice drink a lot different than Americans. Their beers are darker, their alcohol harder. I gulped whatever the vile tasting stuff was so I didn’t have to worry about it. I thought for a minute it was going to come back up but it warmed me immediately. My head was swimming in minutes and I felt wonderful. The watering of my eyes I didn’t even notice immediately but Rich’s friend Peter did and we shared a laugh.

Everyone went to dance and I joined in. Soon it got too hot for the jacket I had on over my dress and I didn’t want to carry my purse either. Rich gave both to the bartender to watch for us as we grooved to the beat. It was exhilarating. It amazed me how many ‘American’ songs they played here in English. My new friends were singing at the top of their lungs, having no idea what the words meant. The few in German were just as great to dance to but as my German was so faulty I didn’t sing to them. My new friends loved that I was ‘American’ and could ask me about their songs, like I was some authority on the subject.

We were sitting out after dancing several songs in a row when Rich suddenly stood up. Someone had come up behind me and I turned to see who. A dishwater blonde with the curliest hair, it must be a perm, with neo-classical features and the most amazing golden eyes stood there. She was assessing me as much as I was looking at her. She was nicely put together.

“Ana, das heisst Lydia Von Horn, Lydia das heisst meine cousine Ana Meunier von America.” Rich introduced us. He made the ‘von America’ sound like part of my last name as Von Horn was hers.

The blonde held out her hand and I shook it warmly. “Guten abend Frau Von Horn” I said in my student German.

She was instantly amused “du kannst sagen Lydia und ich sage Ana, okay?” she smiled. What a smile too! Perfectly even and brilliantly white teeth. Wow!

I smiled. I knew my German sucked but oh well. Take me as I am. It had to of improved in the month since I had been living in Germany so in my mind it had been awful before.

Rich was there though and asked Lydia, or at least I think he asked her where she had been? She answered so quickly that I only got a word here and there but I took it that she had been traveling. She tried to include me but at my blank looks she must have realized that I didn’t comprehend most of what was being said.

Just then Peter and a few others came over to haul us back out on the dance floor. Somehow Lydia got swept up with us all and I found myself dancing not only with Rich but Lydia, Peter, and a few others. It was a blast. I was having the most fun since I had come to Germany. Too soon it seemed the music died to a couple’s only dance and as I was tired, had a thin sheen of sweat on my skin, and was dying of thirst I headed for the bar.

Signaling the bartender I asked in my halting German “Haben sie Corona Bier?”

He looked hard at me for a moment not sure of my accent and I repeated my request slowly. He glanced sideways for a moment and thought and then his face lit up and he headed for the cooler. Rummaging in it he came out with a Corona Beer. I was relieved!

Handing him my Euro’s I had no idea how much beer would cost I asked “can ich habe ein mehr Corona bitte?” He nodded and brought me another. I was set.

Turning I was canlı casino siteleri surprised to see Lydia at my elbow watching the whole transaction. She was definitely amused. Offering her the second Corona she accepted. I looked around for my cousin and friend and saw they had all paired up on the dance floor.

“Sind sie auf Deutschland lange?” Lydia asked.

I understood that! It always worried me that I would get stuck and not understand enough to get out of a conversation and out of trouble. “Ich bin auf Deutschland for eine monat jetz” I responded hoping I was getting the syntax or the words correct, telling her I had been in Germany for one month now. I could tell by her expression she understood enough of my mangled response.

“Wo wohnst du auf Deautschland?” She was looking deeply into my eyes trying to convey something other than asking where I was living but as the lighting was not the best I just wasn’t getting it.

“Ich wohne mit meine familie, my cousin, Onkel, und Tante auf Hammerbruke” I told her that I lived with my family in Hammerbruke.

Between us we managed to understand enough that she told me she too lived near Hammerbruke. She was familiar with my family. She offered to take me sight-seeing if I was interested. I don’t know if was because I was sick of staying at the farmhouse and my family wasn’t taking me many places but I was answering an emphatic “Ja” before I knew it. She seemed amused but at the same time intrigued. I was getting a vibe from her but not sure with the language barrier if I was really feeling it.

We all danced late into the night and I had a good time. Lydia stayed with us and drank with us just like part of the gang. She too was older than my cousin’s crowd I’d say in her mid-30’s but it didn’t matter here, age wasn’t an issue. The guys were like horny guys anywhere, the girls like girls anywhere. I myself wasn’t a bar fly so this foray into the disco night life was an anomaly and I was enjoying it. I soon found myself buying beer and drinks for both Lydia and Rich. He seemed amused when I cut him off at about 2am. We didn’t leave until 4 but I didn’t want to be splattered against some farmer’s wall out in the middle of nowhere.

Lydia promised to stop by in the coming days and we drove back to my Onkel’s and Tante’s farmhouse. It was amazing how these farmhouses were in town but I suppose like anywhere else it just builds up around them and the farm was long gone. We dropped Peter off and he and Rich seemed to have laughing attacks for a while until Peter was gone. I didn’t understand it. After Peter was left off though Rich seemed to try to be telling me something.

“Lydia mag sie” (Lydia likes you) he told me.

Thinking hard to what that meant I tried to translate. My family had become familiar with my shrug and shaking of the head, the vacant look in my eyes telling them I didn’t understand.

“Lydia angezogen wird, sie” he tried to tell me.

Still no response from me, I lifted an eyebrow to indicate I was listening but I suppose in the darkness of the car it was lost on him.

“Lydia ist interessiert an Sie” (Lydia is interested in you) he tried again.

“Rich, Ich verstande nicht” I replied although I was starting to get an inkling of what he was trying to tell me. A couple of the words he had said made sense to my brain.

Rich sighed deeply and tried once more “Lydia ist eine lesbierin” (Lydia is a lesbian).

THAT I got! “Ah, vielen dank” I answered. Thanks a lot, what could I say? Me too? My family didn’t know I was and I wasn’t about to tell them. I was on holiday here, vacationing, seeing the world, although I hadn’t seen much, they didn’t need to know my bedroom escapades.

Rich gave up after that. He must have thought I was really obtuse and I didn’t correct that image. His information though relieved me. The interest I had sensed from Lydia and my own at least gave me hope. I hated it when I was interested in a woman and it wasn’t returned or we missed the cues. I almost wished there was a secret handshake or something to indicate. I wasn’t obvious. In fact I probably looked like the last woman who you would guess was gay. I’m 5’6″ with long flowing red hair with darker brown streaks and a narrow face with well-defined cheekbones and a narrow nose. Saying it like that doesn’t sound attractive but I’m pleased with the package. I look good as I mentioned before and it only gets better. That Lydia had been attracted now all made sense and gave me hope. This might prove interesting.

To say I was surprised to see Lydia on the doorstep of the farmhouse the next day was an understatement. Onkel Friedrich invited her in of course. She was dressed moderately in a dress and heels, totally inappropriate for a farmhouse for my family were simple people. Tante Dorle welcomed Lydia like an old friend and they were soon chatting. Rich looked at me speculatively and grinned. I ignored the innuendo and tried to follow the conversation. After a prerequisite snack with drinks being offered Lydia indicated she was here to take me sight-seeing. I got that part and excused myself to go change. If Lydia was dressed as she was I certainly wasn’t going out in jeans and a blouse.

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