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Selam, Ben Aydın Didim’den Sinem. Önce biraz bilgi verip ardından hikayeme geçeyim.
Ben 43 yaşındayım. 1.76 boyunda ve 59 kiloyum. Kızgın plaj kumlarına benzeyen ten rengim ve kirli sarı saç rengim ile 63 92 91 vücut ölçülerim ile genç kızlara
taş çıkartırcasına sergilemekten kaçınmam. Arkadaşım Betül 42 yaşında 1.75 boylarında ve 60 kilo. Betül’ün vücudu süt banyosu yapmışçasına beyaz ve saçları bir
bakana bir daha baktıracak güzellikte hafif dalgalı muhteşem bir kızıl tonudur. Benim oğlum Emre 17 yaşında 187 boyunda 73 kilo kalıplı bir çocuk. Betül’ün oğlu
Mert ise 17 yaşında 188 boyunda 75 kilo civarı ve en az oğlum kadar kalıplı bir çocuktur.

Benim babam Didim’in eski zenginlerindendir. Zaman içerisinde serveti biraz erise de hâla duyunca göz açtırır. 2008 yılında yani 6 yıl önce kocam vefat etti.
Kocamın vefatından sonra oğlum ve ben 2 kişi kalmıştık ve oturduğumuz ev bize çok büyük geliyor ve her an kocamı hatırlatıyordu. Emre ile bir karar alıp daha küçük
bir eve taşındık. Taşındığımız ev bir ikiz villaydı ve ortak terastı. Yani terastastan karşı eve geçiş var. Yeni yapılan bir site olduğu için yan villamızda boştu.
Bunun rahatlığıyla 1.5 sene kadar rahat rahat oturduk. Ancak hep içimizde acaba kim gelir anlaşabilirmiyiz gibi çekinceler vardı. 2010 yılının başında İstanbulda
yaşayan çocukluk arkadaşım ve dostum olan Betül eşinden ayrıldı. Bir süre hava değişikliği için oğlu Mert ile bize tatile geldiler. 2 hafta kadar kalacaklardı.
Betül ile dertleşirken Betül bana hep artık İstanbul da oturmak istemedğini bu taraflara gelmek istediğini anlatırdı. Benimde aklımda bazı düşünceler oluştu.
Fırsat bulunca Emre ile bu konuyu konuştuk. Emre’ye Betül’ün bizim yan villamıza taşınmasını istermisin diye sorduğumda çok sevinmişti. Mert ile çok iyi
anlaşıyorlardı. Bende bunun üzerine Betül ilekonuşurken ona bu fikrimden bahsettim. Betül ev alacak kadar birikmiş parasının olmadığını söyledi. Betül’e bunun
bir sorun olmadığını kendimin destek çıkabileceğimi söyledim ancak pek sıcak bakmadı. Bende elimi güçlendirircesine aynı şeyi Mert ile konuştum. Mert bu fikrime
çok sevinmişti. Bir gün akşam yemeğinde bu konuyu açtım ve 3 kişi Betül’ü ikna etmeye çalışıyorduk. Betül en sonunda dayanamayarak kabul etti. Hemen ertesi gün
çalışmalara başladık. Betül ile Mert İstanbul’a dönerek evlerini toparlamaya başladılar. Bizde Emre ile banka hesabımdan bir miktar para çekerek evi satın aldık.
Artık herşey hazırdı. 1 hafta kadar sonra Betüller ve eşyaları geldi. En sonunda taşınmışlardı. Taşınmalarına ve her türlü işlerine yardımcı olduk. Artık her gün
Betül ile beraber oturup kalkıyor ve yediğimiz içtiğimiz ayrı gitmiyordu. Beraber ağda yapmaya başlamıştık. Çocuklar da küçük oldukları için bir birimize gecelik
ile yada sabahlıkla rahatça çatıdan gidip geliyorduk. Teras kapılarını hiç kilitlemiyorduk. Günler böyle geçerken çocuklarımız 17 yaşlarına güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri gelmişti. Birgün
Emre ve Mert dışarıdayken evde canım sıkılmış ve oturuyordum. Ne yapsam diye düşünürken Betül’e geçmeye karar verdim. Teras kapısından içeri girdim aşarı inerken
bir ah sesi duydum. Merak ettim ve hemen aşarı indim. Etrafa baktığımda Betül yoktu. Banyoya yöneldim ve kapıyı açtığımda Betül’ün bir elinde permatik diğer elinde
pamuk vardı. Kıllarını keserken bacağını kalçasını kesmiş kanı durdurmaya çalışıyordu. Beni görünce canım yardım edermisin lütfen göremiyorum neresini kestiğimi
dedi. Gittim elinden pamuğu aldım ve onu biraz domaltarak kesilmiş yere pamuk ile tampon yapmaya başladım. Amcığı önümde duruyordu. Betül bana ya kusura bakma
önüne böyle çıktım ama dedi. Bende bir sorun olmadığını 35 senelik dostum olduğunu bir amcığın lafını yapmayacağımı söyledim. Gülerek teşekkürler canım dedi ve
ekledi. Ya canım ben hep kesiyorum böyle işte diye. Bende kahkaha patlatarak iyi dost olduğumuz nerden belli dimi bende doğruyorum sürekli bi yerlerimi dedim.
Betülde bir kahkaha patlattı. Kanı durdurduktan sonra kesmeye devam edicekti ki Betül’e dönerek istersen ben keseyim canım dedim. Betül zahmet olmasın sana diye
sordu bende ne zahmeti canım ya diyerek elinden permatiği aldım ve bacaklarını açtırarak kesmeye başladım. Amcığını güzelce temizledikten sonra domaltarak
makatının çevresinide temizledim ve şakayla karışık bir şaplak atarak bu hazır canım dedim. Betül ile gülüştük. Betül bana dönerek canım senin durum nasıl
istersen bende seni temizleyeyim dedi. Çok uzun değiller ama temizle de kurtulayım dedim ve ayağa kalkarak soyundum. Betül kıllarımı bir güzel köpürttükten sonra
önce amcığımı sonra makatımın çevresini temizledi ve oda bana bir şaplak atarak buda hazır canım dedi ve kahkahalara boğulduk. Giyinip banyodan aşarı inmiştikki
çocuklar geldi. Birkaç dakika daha geç kalsak banyoda basılacaktık. Bazen Betül ile akşamları terasta oturup dertleşiyorduk. Sexten bahsediyorduk. Senelerdir
sevişmemiştik ve artık kuduruyorduk. Birgün evde oturuyordum. Mert ile Emre bizim evde Emre’nin odasında oturuyorlardı. Betül evindeydi. Ben Emre’nin odasının
kapısının önünden geçerken içeride konuşulanlara kulak misafiri oldum. Çocuklar resmen azmış kadın muhabbeti yapıyorlardı. Bir türlü milli olamadık ya
azgınlıktan bir birimizi mi sikicez amk napıcaz diye konuşuyorlardı. Ben şaşırmıştım. Biraz daha dinledikten sonra hemen Betül’e geçtim. Duyduklarımı Betül’e
anlattım. O da şaşırmıştı. İkimizde çocuklar için korkmuştuk. Ya sapıtık bir birlerini sikerlerse ne yaparız diye konuşuyorduk. Betül bana bunlara bir kadınmı
ayarlasak acaba dedi. Bizim bilgimiz dahilinde ne yaşayacaklarsa yaşarlar dışarıda hastalık kapma riskide ortadan kalkar dedi. Bana mantıklı gelmişti ama
kadını nereden bulacaktık. Betül ile dışarı çıktık. güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri Etrafta biraz soruşturduk ama bulduklarımız hep 50 lik yaşlılardı. Betül’e bu kadınları ben bile sikmem
bizimkiler hiç sikmez dedim. Betül güldü haklısın canım ne yapıcaz ya dedi. Arabada eve dönerken aklıma bir fikir gelmişti ama Betül’e nasıl açayım bilmiyordum.
Ama eve gitmeden söylemem lazımdı çocuklar duyarsa çok kötü olabilirdi. Arabayı deniz kenarında tenha bir yere çekerek konuşmaya başladık. Betül’e dönerek aklıma
bir fikir geldi ama nasıl tepki verirsin bilmiyorum dedim. Betül anlat bakalım dedi. Anlatmaya başladım. Biz kaç senedir dul değilmiyiz dedim. Betül kafasını
sallayarak onayladı. Peki varmısın dedim Emre seni siksin Mert beni. Hem bilgimiz dahilinde olur hem onların işi görülür hemde biz yarak hasreti çekmeyiz dedim.
Betül şaşırmıştı. Nasıl olucak nasıl yapıcaz diye bin bir soru sormuştu. Betül’e dönerek sen kabul edersen bir plan yapar hallederiz dedim. Betül tamam dedi.
Eve döndük yemek vs yedik. Çocuklar yattıktan sonra terasa çıkıp plan yapmaya başladık. En sonunda bir karar verdik. Çocukları aynı anda duşa sokup Betül ile ben
evleri değiştirecektik. Çocuklar duştan çıktığında da herşey gerçekleşip bitecekti. Plana karar vermiştik. Sabah erkenden kalkıp çarşıya çıkarak yeni fantezi iç
çamaşırları, jel, gecelik ve doğum kontrol hapları aldık. Çamaşırlar dantelli ve birbirinden güzeldi. Jelleri yatak odalarımıza bıraktık. Öğleden sonra saat 2
civarı Betül ile konuştuk ve anlaştık. Saat 3 te çocukları duşa sokacaktık. Saat 3 olduğunda Emre’ye duşa girmesini söylediğimde istemediğini söyledi. Bende
banyoları temizleyeceğimi bir daha yapamayacağını söyledim ve mecbur kaldı. Kalktı ve duşa girdi. Hemen yeni iç çamaşırlarımı ve geceliğimi giyerek terasa
çıktım. Betül benden önce gelmiş hazır biçimde beni bekliyordu. Hadi canım kolay gelsin diyerek evlere girdik. Ben aşarı indiğimde duştan su sesleri geliyordu.
Kapıdan eğilip anahtar deliğinden baktığımda Mert duştan çıkmaya hazırlanıyordu. Çocukların odaları banyonun karşısında olduğu için banyodan çıplak çıkıp
odalarına girerler. Hemen Mert’in odasına girip yatağın üzerine oturdum. Bacaklarım göğüslerim her tarafım meydandaydı. 1 dakika geçmeden Mert odaya geldi.
Beni görünce şaşırmıştı. Hemen önünü kapatmaya çalıştı. Annem nerde diye sordu. Bende annesinin şuan Emre’nin yanında ve muhtemelen altında olduğunu söyledim.
Şaşırdı nasıl yani dedi. Yani canım Emre şuan anneni sikiyor ve sende beni sikeceksin. Mert şaşırmıştı. Eminmisin diye sorduğunda altımdaki dantelli külodun
kenarını açarak amcığımı ortaya çıkarttım. Bak canım seni bekliyor doyur onu hadi dedim. Mert hemen yanıma gelmişti ki dur canım burda değil dedim ve
elinden tutup Betül’ün odasına götürdüm. Yatağın üzerine attım kendimi. Hemen arkamdan Mert atladı. Hemen dudaklarına yapıştım. güvenilir bahis şirketleri Mert ile dillerimiz bir birimizin
ağzının içine girip çıkıyordu. Bir taraftanda beni soymaya çalışıyordu. Mert’e yardımcı olarak üzerimdekileri çıkardım. Mert’in kafasından tutarak göğüslerimi
yalatmaya başladım. Muhteşem emiyordu. Bir yandanda amcığımı parmaklıyordu. Kafasını biraz daha aşarı kaydırarak amcığımı emdirmeye başladım. 5 dakika kadar
emdikten sonra neredeyse boşalacağımı anladım ve bırakmasını söyledim. Hemen boşalmak istemiyordum. Mert’in sikini tutarak ağzıma aldım. Ağzımda yalıyor üzerine
tükürüyor elimle sıvazlıyor taşaklarını emiyordum. Mert’in hareketlerinden boşalacağını anladım ve hemen ağzıma aldım. ağzıma sokar sokmaz boşalmaya başladı.
spermleri karşıya fışkırdıkça küçük dilimle hissedebiliyordum. Spermlerinin bir kısmı çeneme yayılmıştı.
Boşaldıktan sonra Mert’in yarrağı küçülmüştü. Biraz oynayarak tekrar büyüttüm hadi canım Sinem teyzenin amcığı senin yarrağını bekliyor sok onu derinliklerime
diyerek Mert’e onay verdim. İçime sokmaya başlamıştı. Seneler sonra amcığıma giren yarrak beni kendimden geçirmişti. 5-6 dakika kadar siktikten sonra
boşalacağımı anladım. Mert hızla içime girip çıkarken ben boşalıyordum ve ardından hareketlerinden Mert’in de boşaldığını anladım. Mertin sikini tekrar
kaldırarak kenarda dulan jeli gösterdim. Onu alıp geldi ve sikine iyice sürdükten sonra köpek pozisyonuna geçerek mertin sikini göt deliğime koydum. Mert bana
seni götünden de mi sikicem dedi. Evet canım parçala götümü diye cevap verdim. Mert sevinerek kalçalarımı tokatlamaya başladı. Yavaş yavaş sikini götüme
sokuyordu. Daha hızlı daha hızlı derken en sonunda tamamı girdi. Mert hızlıca girip çıkmaya başladı. 15 dakika kadar götüme girip çıktıktan sonra yüzümü dönerek
sikini memelerimin arasına aldım ve arasında oynayarak Mert’i boynuma doğru boşalttım. İkimizde yorulmuştuk. Mertin elinden tutmuş odadan çıkarken teras
kapısından içeri Betül ve Emre girdi. Betül’ün vücudundan döller süzülüyordu. Betül bana dönerek tatlım oğlun içimi dışımı sikti. Artık usta bir sikici o dedi.
Bende Betül’e dönerek Mert’te benim sikilmedik deliğimi bırakmadı canım dedim. İçeriden kıyafetlerimide alıp Emre’nin elinden tutarak gel hadi eve geçelim
temizlendikten sonra geliriz dedim. O arada Betül’de duşa girdi. Ben önde Emre arkamda eve geçerken arkadan beni izlediğini anlayabiliyordum. Elinden tutup
odama çektim ve yatağın üzerine ittirdim. Emre şaşırmıştı. Bana bakıyordu. Bende ne o Betül’ü siktin diye anneni sikmeyecekmisin dedim. Emre sen iste sikerim
tabi dedi. Hemen gidip sikine yapıştım delice yalıyordum. Ağzıma boşalması çok sürmedi. Hepsini yuttuktan sonra Emre yatakta yatarken üzerine oturdum ve ata
biner gibi üzerinde zıplamaya başladım. Zevkten uçuyordum. Çok geçmeden Emre boşaldı ve kalktım. Banyoya girip duş aldık ve temizlendikten sonra giyinerek
Betül’e geçtik. Betül ve Mert’te giyinmiş ama kanepede birbirlerini yalıyorlardı. Bizi görünce toparlandılar. Rahat olunca canım dedim Emre’de 5 dk önce
beni param parça etti. Gülüştük. O günden sonra yaşantımız bir hayli değişti. Bunları da daha sonra anlatıcam.
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EXTRA TRAINING

We broke open a third bottle of wine and I decided to ask Sue more about her insatiable appetite for sex. I was still fascinated by the contract between her day job as a respectable and responsible Head Teacher and her rampant nymphomania in private. She thought it stemmed from a mixture of a strict upbringing in the late 1950’s to which she rebelled and the heady freedom of the sixties to which she subscribed.

“When I was about 14 I found some of my dad’s porno mags in the garage. My mum would have killed him if she had laid eyes on them, so he hid them where she would never look, but I found them by accident and spent hours wanking over the pictures and the stories. They were foreign but had English text and they must have been very hardcore for the period. I have no idea where he got them from but they were full of group sex, with every type of fucking, oral, anal and vaginal. The cum shots where the women got covered in thick spunk really got me hot. That started me off and I wanted to see more but I couldn’t risk sending for them by post so when the opportunity to move away and go to teacher’s training college came up I took it. There I could get porn more easily. I think they acted as a sort of manual because when I got down to serious fucking in my late teens I thought it was normal to want extreme sex because of what I had seen but of course some of the men were horrified. I remember the first guy that I offered to piss on nearly ran a mile. The next guy I offered that service to couldn’t get enough. That’s why I changed partners so often and it’s a habit that has stayed with me. It’s not that individual men don’t satisfy me its more that I like variety.”

“So what’s your favourite type of sex?” I asked

“Anal” she replied without hesitation.

Vicky and I looked at each other knowingly.

“Really?” asked Vicky

“Without question” Sue repeated “Sometimes I actually think that I prefer arsefuckjing to normal fucking. I don’t know what it is but I get a real buzz from it. What about you two?”

“Well actually that’s how we met” confessed Vicky and she told Sue of our first encounter and how I had taught her the technique of having larger and larger objects inserted into her bum hole. I could see the ever randy Sue getting horny again.

“I hadn’t had too many good experiences with men” Vicky told her “Perhaps that says more about me than them. Certainly my orgasms were nothing to write home about, but that first time Tony took my anal cherry was magic, absolute magic”

She went on to tell Sue the whole tale in detail and that constituted her contribution to the storytelling night. Unfortunately for her neither Sue nor I came during her story which under the strict rules of the competition meant that she had to pay a forfeit. Sue had some diabolical scheme up her sleeve but we never got that far because just at that moment the phone rang. It was my beloved. Vicky handed me the receiver.

“Hi hun. We’ve been thinking about you all night”

“Oh yes?” he replied in mocking self doubt “All of me or just my equipment?”

“Mostly your equipment” I admitted “We’ve been having a sex story night and you did figure quite a bit. Are you coming up? We’d prefer the real thing.”

“There’s a bit of a problem” said Tony. “We had a new guy start at the club tonight and as it turns out he lives only five minutes up the road so I thought it would be friendly to ask him back for a drink.”

“Where is he now?”

“In the toilet”

I turned to Sue and Vicky who were both relaxing stark naked on easy chairs and playing with themselves. Sue did not look too thrilled as she was clearly hoping that the night had more to come. Then she startled me slightly by leaping out of her chair and pulling the receiver from my grasp.

“Hi Tony, it’s Sue. Who’s your friend?”

I presume Tony told her all about him. Then I heard her say:

“Is he there? (Pause) Alright you put him on the line while you go for a shower.”

Presumably Tony did as he was asked.

“Hi Ben. You don’t know me. My name is Sister Susan. I am part of the sisterhood and I am visiting one of my flock in the flat above at this very moment. Tony has told me that you are new to the area sop why don’t you pop up for a hot chocolate and a biscuit before you go home. You must be tired after your training.”

Of course Vicky and I thought this was very funny.

“Quick” I said “They’ll be here in canlı bahis şirketleri a moment and we are undressed”

“Exactly” said Sue with a glint in her eye.

“You naughty cow” said Vicky

“Excuse me madam” said Sue “that is no way to talk to an elderly relative.”

As she spoke there was a knock on the door. Sue went over and opened it. She was stark bollock naked. Ben was standing there all alone. I found out later that Tony had told him to go up first while he had his shower. Of course Tony had no knowledge of what Ben had been told. I saw Ben step back at the sight. He clearly thought he was in the wrong place. Sue carried on as if everything was normal.

“Hello you must be Ben. I am Sister Susan. Come in. You are probably wondering why I have no clothes on. Well. We are a liberal sect who believe in the natural order of things.”

Poor old Ben stood there. I suspect he thought he was on Candid Camera or that he was in the middle of a very elaborate wind up. In a way he was, but it wasn’t that elaborate. He moved slowly into the living room and there of course he was greeted with the sight of two more naked women. I don’t think he knew quite where to look first. He was staring at one set of big knockers- me, and one set of enormous knockers – Vicky plus Sue and it can’t of taken him long to realise he was in the company of three women with shaven cunts.

“These are two novices” Sue went on. “Sister Vicky and Sister Jo. They are here to be inducted into the belief and faith of our sisterhood”

“Oh yeah” said Ben “and that is?”

“All men are fuckable – some are more fuckable than others”

I think that more or less put the seal on any final pretence and Sue went in for the kill by pushing Ben onto the empty chair she had recently vacated and he couldn’t fail to notice the abundance of sex toys littered around the floor. I think he may even have sat on one. They did rather give the game away.

“Ann Summers party?” He inquired.

He was wearing jogging pants which made undressing him fairly easy and all three of us descended on him. He was a reasonably good looking guy with a shaved head. He was fairly lean and taut which was a change. Half of Tony’s rugby friends were built like brick shit houses and a few of them looked like brick shit houses too!

Ben’s all important cock appeared. It wasn’t the most impressive I have ever seen but it was what he was prepared to do with it that mattered.

“Hold on girls” he managed to mutter in the melee. “There’s no need to fight for me. I should warn you I am in the TA and can handle myself, so the fact that I am not struggling shows I am going to co-operate.”

A very sensible approach I thought.

It seemed that he suddenly realised the extent of woman flesh that was surrounding him and he got hold of Vicky’s tits and started to suck on one. His other hand reached up to one of mine and he playfully tweaked the nipple. Sue went down and swallowed his cock. After a few minutes he came up for air.

“Are you sure you two are novices?” he asked us.

“Are you sure you’re in the TA” I asked in response “If this country was invaded by a foreign force made up of women with huge tits, you lot would be a push over”

“Yes I am honestly. I am a sergeant.”

“Does that mean you bark orders and shout at people?” asked Vicky

“Yep” said Ben

“I like an assertive man” I said

“Oh I can be assertive, believe you me” he replied

Sue had stopped cocksucking for the moment and joined us stroking our new captive.

“I think you lot need inspecting” he suddenly shouted very loudly. “stand to attention”

We did as requested.

“Chests out! Stomachs in!”

He stood up, stepped out of his clothes and came to walk round us like you see officers do in parade grounds.

“Tits front!” he commanded and all three of us made our tits as prominent as we could.

He walked across the front of us sucking each of the six nipples as he went.

“Legs apart!”

We dutifully opened our legs.

“Cunts open!”

All three of us put both hands down to our cunts and pulled our labia apart so that Ben could see right inside.

“Wider! You randy little sluts! Wider!”

Vicky looked at me as we pulled our labia as wide apart as they would go and I could see from her face she was getting well turned on. I didn’t need to look at Sue as this sort of thing was right up her street!

Ben canlı kaçak iddaa knelt down and buried his face in my crutch. I felt his tongue enter my hairless twat. He licked me and touched my clit with the tip of his tongue. An electric shot went up my spine. I tried to get my cunt lips to part even wider so that he could feast on me. He was good – very good. He then repeated the exercise with the other two and gave each of us a lesson in communal cunnilingus. “Right you horny bitches” he announced as he stood up. “Do you want a full inspection?”

“Yes please” we all tamely pleaded.

“Right! About turn!”

We turned round

“Bend over!”

We bent over.

“Arses open!”

We opened our arse cheeks.

“Arseholes open!”

We put our fingers deeper into our cracks so that we could pull our anal openings wide.

“Arseholes ready for inspection?”

“Yes sir” we dutifully replied

He bent down to Vicky’s first and got his face as close to her ringpiece as he could.

“Are you sure that arse is clean?” he roared

“Check it sir” she said

“I will. Never fear girl!” and with that he stuck a finger inside, pulled it out, smelled it and looked at it.

“Just a bit dirty. I will have to make sure you are properly clean” and out of the corner of my eye I could see him licking her arse.

He repeated the command in front of me and I couldn’t wait to feel his finger entering my rectum which seconds later it duly did.

“Pretty dirty” he announced which was rather unflattering. It didn’t stop him cleaning me up nevertheless. He was licking me for ages. I could feel his tongue right up my arsehole.

Then it was Sue’s turn. This time she was “Very Dirty” which turned out to mean that he would take even longer to lick her arse.

Then he commanded us to stand up again.

“Right you horny sluts. Time to suck cock!”

“Call that a cock?” blurted out Vicky rather unwisely.

“What did you say girl?”

“I’ve seen bigger”

“On your knees you ungrateful bitch” Ben roared

Vicky got down on all fours.

“Apologise or I will punish you”

“You and who’s army?”

“Right.”

Ben got down on his knees, went straight up behind her and stuck his cock deep into her cunt. As he did so and she let out a squeal of excitement he also spanked her arse hard. Each thrust of his cock was accompanied by a firm thwack on Vicky’s buttocks.

“Harder…. Harder!” she urged.

“Apologise slut” said Ben

“Are you sure your cock is in me?”

“Bitch” shouted Ben and fucked even harder to prove what a man he was which of course was entirely the purpose of Vicky’s taunts. As they fucked, Sue and I were frigging ourselves vigorously.

“Apologise or I’ll punish you further” he continued.

“You apologise” Vicky teased “for not having a bigger cock.”

“Then try this” said Ben and he pulled out of her cunt, readjusted his position and re-entered her anally.

“You bastard” she cried “You bastard”

“Is that big enough?”

“Yes…yes…yes. Now fuck me. Fuck my arse.”

“Fuck her arse” I intoned

“Fuck her arse” repeated Sue.

As we repeated the mantra, the bloody door bell went. Tony! I had forgotten all about Tony!

“Is that you lover?” I inquired through the door.

“Yes babe”

I opened the door and he strode in to be greeted by the Vicky’s wailing. He walked in to the living room to the sight of his new mate buggering the huge titted blonde beneath him.

“I see you three have got to know each other then or is this a new Fire Drill?” he quipped.

“Thank you darling” I said as I put my loving arms round my man.

“For what?”

“Introducing us to this new friend of yours.”

“You know more about him now than I do” he joked

Ben and Vicky had barely noticed Tony had come in. They were still arsefucking even though Vicky had long since cum. Sue was on the verge of her umpteenth self induced orgasm of the day but she stopped when she saw Tony.

“Fantastic. Just what I needed” She grabbed Tony and dragged him to the settee. For once he was not compliant.

“Excuse me” he said fending her off “Charity begins at home”.

The age of chivalry was not dead. He came over and embraced me. Our tongues swirled together and our bodies locked in a harmonious bond.

“Fuck me, you handsome prince” I ordered

“And would my princess canlı kaçak bahis like her man in her cunt or in her arse?”

“In her arse I think” I replied “It seems to be doing wonders for Vicky”

Tony sat on one of the chairs having taken his jeans off and I lowered my arse slowly on to his cock. His knob slipped easily in to my brown hole and I sat back to allow his nine inches to slide effortlessly up. I made sure Sue could see. She can’t have been very often in a room where two women other than her were getting buggered. She did have recourse to the many and varied toys littered around and when she saw that the four of us might be some time she decided that one in each hole was a necessary substitute.

“Cum in my arse!” Vicky told Ben. It was her turn to do the ordering about.

“What a coincidence” I murmured to Tony “I was just going to tell you to do the same thing”

I did most of the work as he was sitting down. I slid up and down his hard cock making sure that the other three could watch my arse open and close round the knob.

“Oh god” I cried ” My arsehole has been aching for you my lover. I adore you in my shithole. Fuck me angel. Fuck me.”

“Where do you want me?” urged Tony

“In my shithole. In my shithole” I cried

“Do you want me to cum in your shithole? I heard Ben ask Vicky

“Christ, yes! Fill my arsehole. Fill it full” she replied

“God, I’m cumming” moaned Tony

“So am I” called out Ben.

And at roughly the same time both my arsehole and Vicky’s got filled with hot thick spunk. As we slid off our men you can imagine Sue was on to us like a rabbit, trying to suck the cum out of each anus in turn. I could feel her tongue probing and licking as she eagerly drank the mixture in my arsehole.

I think we must have all felt sorry for her. After all she is the nymphomaniac whereas Vicky and I are just randy bitches! After they had both recovered from their extra curricular training session Vicky and I gently massaged the two cocks back to a state of readiness and suggested that Sue should finish the night off with a dp.

Needless to say she was up for it. So were both the boys funnily enough. We tossed (so to speak) for the honour of which hole to invade. Tony called right and, ever the gentleman, rather than suggesting that he take the anal prize, he actually suggested that he have her cunt because as he had the bigger cock he thought it would be easier if Ben went in her arse. Ben was beside himself. Sue was pretty pleased too!

Tony positioned himself on the floor and let Sue sit on his nine inches. She leant forward and presented her arse to Ben who climbed on from the back and slid in. We helped by holding Sue’s buttocks wide open. That way we got a perfect view of proceedings. They quickly got into their rhythm and Sue was in seventh heaven. Vicky and I stood either side and watched, making sure that we were near enough to have our tits and cunts played with. I think Sue could have been double fucked for days. She showed no signs of wanting it to stop. After about fifteen minutes I suggested that the two men swap which they did. Sue took Tony’s cock up her arse with very little fuss and I loved getting really close to watch him bugger her.

Another ten minutes went by and both Vicky and I were getting horny again. She came over for a snog and made a suggestion which I thought would just about finish off a great night. We positioned ourselves at the head end of the fucking threesome and without warning started to piss on them and each other. Ben, being underneath, was taken by surprise big time, but the other two took it all in their stride. In fact they couldn’t get enough. After all Sue had let it be known that she was well into watersports, and not just the underwater sort that she had enjoyed with Don.

Vicky must have had a much fuller bladder than me as she kept pissing well after I dried up. That enabled me to get a mouth full of her golden nectar which I avidly swallowed. Bearing in mind the amount of piss we discharged, very little hit the floor. There was minimal mopping up to be done after Sue and the boys came one last time.

We dried each other and then introduced ourselves properly to Ben! It turned out he had a got a job in the local Leisure Centre as a lifeguard/gym instructor. Echoes of Sue’s adventures with Dan I thought. He had decided to try out the local rugby team and had turned up at Tony’s training session.

“If you want to put that little bit of extra training in from now on” said Vicky “you know where to come!”

“Does that apply to the rest of the team?” he said

“Could do” mused Sue “Could do.”

Fuck, I thought, don’t give the woman any more ideas!

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Merhaba ben Ayla (tabi ki bu benim gerçek adım değil) Sizlerle kendi başımdan geçen ve şu an çok pişmanlık duyduğum ancak her hatırladığımda içten içe tahrik olduğum bir hikayeyi paylaşacağım.Ben 45li yaşlarında olan hayatını yaklaşık 15 senedir tek oğlumla geçiren bir dulum.Kocam beni aldattıpta gittiğinden beri hem erkeklere olan nefretimden hem oğluma olan bağlılığımdanhemde pek çekici olmayan vücud hatlarımdan dolayı hiç bir erkekle olmadım.Yaklaşık 1.60 boyum ve vücuduma göre aşırı büyük olan kalçalrımdan dolayı herzaman utanmışımdır zaten.Bu 15 yıl içinde her türk kadını gibi cinsel ihtiyaçlarımı bastırmayı kararlılıkla becerebildim tabi ki size anlatıcağım bu olaya kadar.Oğlumla olan ilişkimiz bir anne-oğul ilişkisinden çok arkadaş ilişkisine yakındı çünkü ailenintek çocuğu olması ve benim ondan başka kimsemin olmaması durumu bizi ister istemez iç içe yapmıştı.Özellikle üniversiteye başladığı yıllarda kendisi ile her türlü sırlarımız paylaşan iki dost olmuştuk.Tabi cinsel sırlar bunlara dahil değildi.Açıkçası kendisi ile hiç böyle bir ilişkimiz olacağını tahmin etmezdim. Oğlum kışın üniversite için şehir dışına gittiğinden bütün yaz boyunca vaktini bana ayırırdı.Yine 2. sınıfı bitirdiği yaz hemen soluğu benim yanımda aldı alttan hiç ders bırakmadığı ve bütün sene boyunca çok çalıştığı için bende kendisine bir yaz tatili armağan etmek istedim ve antalyada bir otelden yer ayırttım.Bunu öğrendiğinde içtenlikle bana sarılıp”Annecim ne gerek vardı ben seninle olayım yeter”dedi ama onunda bu tatil fikrine sevindiğini biliyordum. İki gün içinde yola çıktık.Yolculuk inanılmaz keyifli geçti yol boyunca bensiz geçen günlerdeki okul anılarını anlatıp durdu. Ancak antalya ya vardığımızda çok tatsız bir sürpriz bizi bekliyordu.” Yağmur” Bardaktan boşalırcasına süren yağmur bizi resmen dağın başındaki otelimize çivilemişti.Bütün gün otelimizde oturup ertesi günü bekledik. Ertesi Gün uyandığımda Mert(oğlum)yatağında yoktu.Kalktım illegal bahis perdeyı bir merakla açtım ve yine aynı yağmur manzarasıyla karşılaştım.O hüzün ve dalgınlıkla çişimi yapmak üzere odanın sonundaki tuvalete yöneldim ve tuvaletin kapısını cart diye açtım.Mert klozete oturmuştu.Beni Görünce afalladı “anne napıyosun insan bi kapıyı çalar”dedi.Çok utanmıştım “ay özür dilerim oğlum yağmura kafam daldı oyüzden öyle girdim içeriye”dedim ve çıkmak için yeltendiimde gözüm birden mertin bacaklarının arasına takıldı.Hafifçe uzamış olan kıllarını ve klozetin içine sarkan penisinin sapını gördüm. Tabiki tam boyutlarını anlamamama rağmen oldukça kalın olduğunu anlamıştım.Anında kendimi toparlayıp arkamı dönüm kapıyı kapadım ve odaya çıktım. İnanılmaz bir pişmanlık yaşıyordum nasıl kendi oğlumun penisine bakabilirdim?Gözüm talıkmış bile olsa bunu yapmamamam gerekirdi.Ancak neyseki çok azını görmüştüm.Ben bunları yaşarken oğlum çok neşeli banyodan çıktı bana bir günaydın öpücüğü kondurdu.Neyseki anlamamıştı.”Hadi kahvaltıya inelim de bari bu kadar para vermemizin acısını çıkaralım” dedi.Birlikte bir güzel kahvaltımızı ettikten sonra birbirimize boş boş bakmaya başladık ne yapıcağımızı bilemez haldeydik. Yağmur oluk oluk yağıyordu ne denize girebilirdik ne de şehre inebilirdik.Oğlum “Hadi gel bari bir pişti atalım” dedi.Klasik tatil eğlencesi işte çaresiz kabul ettim ve kartları almak için odaya çıktık. Oğlum kartları aldı ve karıştırmaya başladı “Ama öyle kuru kuruya oynamam” dedi.Bende kumardan nefret ettiğim için ona parayla oynamak istemediğimi söyledim.Ama bir ceza vermeye de karşı değildim.Böylece yenenin yenilene bir ceza vermesini kararlaştırdık.Derken oynamaya başladık ilk eli ben kazandım ve kendisinden eşşek gibi anırmasını istedim.Çok eğleniyorduk.Bir iki el geçtikten sonra cezalar ağılaşmaya başladı çünkü her seferinde bir öncekinin öcünü alıyorduk.Derken benim aklıma ona “soyun”demek geldi aslında kötü niyetim yoktu.O benim oğlumdu illegal bahis siteleri ve ondan çırılçıplak kalmasını istemiyecektim.Oğlum bunu duyunca ilkin bir afalladı ancak o da bi art niyet görmediği için kabul etti.Çünkü ne de olsa onu defalarca boxerla görmüştüm.Rahatça üzerindeki tişötünü ve şortunu çıkardı.Sadece boxerla kaldı.O an sabahki görüntü aklıma geldi çünkü boxer da olsa penisnin kabaraklığını görebiliyordumSonra ki el onun penisine bakmamaya çalışmakla geçti.İnanılmaz heyecanlanmıştım ellerim buz kesilmış nefes alışlarım hızlanmıştı.Tabi ki o eli kaybettim ve oğlumdan hiç beklemadiğim bir ceza aldım “Soyun”Bunu söylerken muzip bir gülümseme vardı yüzünde.Bense şaşkınlık içindeydim.İlkin buna karşı çıkmama rağmen bunun bir oyun olduğunu ve bu cezayı ilk benim verdiğimi düşündüm ve ayağa kalkıp soyunmaya başladımTişörtümü çıkardım sütyenle kaldım oğlum beni ilkdefa böyle görüyordu.Ama ben kendimi mayolu gibi hissettiğim için rahatsız olmadım.Sonrada ona arkamı dönüp üzerimdeki bol ve uzun eteği çıkardım.Ancak o an hatırladım ki ben o kocaman şekilsiz popoma bir g-string geçirmiştim ve oğlum şu an popomu tüm hatlarıyla görüyordu birden arkamı döndüm ve hemen yerime oturdum.Oğlum”nooldu kıpkırmızı oldun” dedi”Yaw düzgün bişi giymedim içime heryerimi gördün” dedim.İşte o an hiç beklemediğim bir cevapla sarsıldım.”anne çok güzel kalçaların var her erkeğin hayallerini süsler”Hiç cevap veremedim kaskatı kesimiştim.Mert ise penisini saklamaya çalışıyordu.Çünkü anladığım kadarıyle kalkmıştı.Sonraki el çok zor geçti iki tarafta aptallık üzerine aptallık yapıyordu çünkü ikimizinde aklı oyunda değildi. O eli de ben kazandım ve artık kendimi kaybetmiş şekilde ona “Hadi sende bana kalçalarını göster dedim.Bana “nasıl?” dedi.”Nasıl olacak kalkıp arkanı dönüceksin boxerını indireceksin”.Bunları söylerken kendime inanamıyordum.Mert penisini saklayarak arkasını döndü boxerini indirdi.Bacakları ve kalçası çok kaslıydı güzel görünüyordu.Birden canlı bahis siteleri gözüm karşımızdaki tuvalet masasının aynasına takıldı.Aman tanrım oğlumun penisi bütün haşmetiyle gözüküyordu.Tam ereksiyon halindeydi oldukça kalın ve büyüktü damarları çıkmıştı beni en çok şaşırtan ise başı oldu penisinden çok daha kalın, kocaman ve mosmordu.Ucu ıslaktı ve istemsizce kasılıyor yukarı aşağa iniyordu.İşte o an aynada göz göze geldik. Artık ok yaydan çıkmıştı bana önünü dündü yanıma geldi.Ayakta olduğu için penisi tam yüz hizzamdaydı..Başımı tuttu ve beni penisine doğru çekmeye başladı çok az karşı koybildim ve başını ağzıma aldım ve bir elimle de sıvazlamaya başladım.Aman allahım çok büyüktü damarlı olması beni delirtiyodu.Birden sert bir hareketle beni tuttu ters döndürdü ve yatağa attı.Tangamı yandan ayırdı. Buz kesmiştim birazdan oğlum beni o kocaman şeyi ile sikecekti.Sikini vajinama dayadı ve bunu çok içten söylüyorum o an hayatımın en güçlü orgazmını yaşadım kadınlık sıvılarım resmen fışkırmıştı.Titriyodum ve daha henüz içime bile girmemişti.”boşaldınmı sen”diye sordu.Sadece kafamı sallıyabildim çünkü hala titriyodum.Birden sert bir hareketle içime girdi. Onu ta midemde hissettim.Aman tanrım oğlumun önümde domalmıştım.Beni çok sert sikiyodu sanki bir kazığı balyozla çakıyorlarmış gibiydi tekrar tekrar boşalıyordum.Ama onda tık yoktu hiç hayatımda böyle bir adam görmemiştim.Git gide hizlandi.”senin o güzel götüne çakmak dünyanın en güzel şeyiymiş”diyordu Böyle konuşması beni nedense hiç rahtsız etmiyor aksine tahrik ediyordu.Biyandan da kalçalarımı morartırcasına sıkıyor ve vuryordu.Birden içimden çıktı.Başımı tuttu ve yine kendine çekti.Ağzıma boşalmak istediğini anladım.Bense bunu istememe rağmen karşı koyamadım.Ağzıma aldım ve sıvazlamaya başladım.oğlumun geldiğini kasılmalarından anlıyodum ama zamanı bekliyordum.Birden oğlum gözlerini kapattı parmak uçlarında kalktı ve gırtlağımın derinliklerine doğru fışlırmaya başladı.Bitmiyordu ağzımın içine dolan menileri dudaklarımdan süzülüyordu.Nihayet bittiğinde inmekte sikini agzımdan çıkarda aşkım benim dierek yanağıma bir öpücük kondurdu ve duşa girdi..Biz tatili ertesi gün bitirdik ve döndük ancak ilişkimiz birdaha hiç aynı olmadıGönderen: ayla

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I remembered how he looked the first time I seen him. His name was Jack. He was wearing faded jeans and a black t-shirt, his arm muscles were bulging as he lifted the boxes and carried them into the house next door. He looked like a movie hunk to me. He had dark hair, overly long, that fell over his green eyes, big arms, flat stomach, tight buns and a face that belonged on the big screen. He must have been about thirty five then which would make him about forty five now to my twenty three. Him, his wife and two kids moved in the summer I turned thirteen. I had just become officially boy crazy as my mother liked to say.

His wife was beautiful with her blond hair and blue eyes, the rubber stamp cheerleader type with big boobs and tiny waist. Her name was Jessica, of course. She was evil. Well, that’s how I saw her anyway. Probably because she was married to the man that, at thirteen, I just knew I was in love with. Even though I didn’t know his name yet and had only seen him from my bedroom window.

They had two sons, Dillon and Jake, fifteen and thirteen respectively. Dillon didn’t interest me as he wasn’t cute and at that age, it’s all about being cute you know. Jake on the other hand was my age and a real cutie. We became fast friends and eventually dated from sixteen to eighteen. We were each others first everything. First kiss, first peek down the pants and up the skirt, first curiosity touch, and first lovers. We stayed together until graduation, when he went off to college out in California, but that’s a whole other story.

The five years I lived next to Jack, I got to know him like you would any neighbor and father of your friend and boyfriend. He was always nice to me and always told me what a pretty girl I was. He would tease me about being able to do so much better than Jake. The crush died down but apparently it stayed hidden inside me just waiting to come to life again. During my senior year in high school my parents divorced and I moved with my mother across town to an apartment complex. I hadn’t seen Jack since graduation.

Two days ago, I was coming out of the Java Hut, a little café a block from the office where I worked as an office manager, when I heard a deep voice call my name. I turned and looked and sitting at one of the little sidewalk tables was Jack. He stood and said, “I thought that was you in there, how have you been?”

I walked over to where he was, “Mr. Miller, it’s so nice to see you. I’m fine, how are you?” I sounded cool and collected and pleasantly surprised, but inside I was thinking, ‘holy shit he is still gorgeous’, and my heart was beating a mile a minute. He asked me to sit down. I did and we chatted for about half an hour about my mother, his family, how Jake was doing in California, that kind of thing. Just catching up. It was very nice, but there was something about the way he looked at me that had my heart doing flip flops. I wasn’t sure if it was just the old crush acting up or if he really was checking me out like it seemed. I did notice his eyes straying to the cleavage that was showing. I have good breasts, they are firm and nicely shaped, not overly huge but a nice size and real. I like showcasing them. He told me he had to run but ask me if I’d like to join him again tomorrow for another coffee. I said I would and he left.

The next day I joined him again at the set time. I wasn’t sure why I did it, but I took extra care with my appearance that morning. I liked what looked back at me from the mirror. I won’t call myself beautiful. People tell me I have a pretty face. My hair is black and wavy, coming to rest just below my shoulders. I have brown eyes and a long neck. I think my figure is my best asset. I’m not skinny, I have some padding but it must be in all the right places because I get my share of looks and offers. As I mentioned my breasts are very nice, my waist isn’t tiny but it’s small. My hips have some meat on them. I guess you could say I have an hourglass figure. My legs are long and lean, my last lover said they were dancers legs. I wore a red blouse with the top three buttons open to show my cleavage, a black skirt that came about three inches above the knee, dark stockings and black pumps. I noticed that he looked me up and down several times as I approached him.

We chatted for a few minutes as we drank our coffee. Then he reached out and covered my hand with his. He said, “Jilly, I have to tell you, you are a very beautiful young woman. I always thought you were pretty, but you have matured into a beautiful woman.”

I could feel myself blushing and I didn’t know what to say. I just said “Thank you.”

He laughed, “I didn’t mean to make you blush Jilly.”

The way he said my name made my heart skip a beat. That old crush was alive and well. He still looked great. His hair had a touch of gray now and was cut short, there were laugh lines around his eyes. His body looked to be still in good shape, though I couldn’t see much since he was wearing a suit. I could tell he had a little bit illegal bahis of a tummy though.

He sighed and said, “Jilly, can I ask you a personal question?”

“Sure, go ahead.” I said.

He looked at me for a few seconds then asked, “Were you and Jake ever lovers?”

I was shocked at first but then I answered him honestly and told him that we were. He began asking me more specific questions like, how old were we, what did we do, where did we do it, that sort of thing. The whole time he was asking me, his fingers were rubbing the back of my hand. It was strange to be ask these things by my ex-boyfriends father but in a way, it was exciting to be talking of sex to this man that I had a crush on years before. I was glad that he had picked a table that was not too close to the others. He finally asked me, “Was it good for you with him? I mean…”, his hand closed around mine and held it now, “…did he make you cum?”

I just looked at him for a few seconds then said, “Jack why are you asking me all these questions? It’s a little weird. You are Jakes father.”

“I know, but there is a reason. Can you tell me please? Did he give you orgasms?” he asked again.

I bit my lip and answered him, “Twice.”

“Tell me about them please. How did it happen? Was it from oral sex or while fucking? Excuse my language.” He went on. “I need to know for a reason Jilly. I want to get your sexual past with my son out in the open so that the next thing I tell you wont be as strange for you.”

I pulled my hand away but he grabbed it again. “Relax sweetheart”, he told me.

I looked into his eyes and while I sort of expected to see the eyes of a perverted old man getting off on hearing about his sons sex life, that’s not what I seen. Instead I seen a rather kind smile and what appeared to be desire. It was like some sort of spell was being cast over me. It immediately relaxed me and I began to talk. “Well, we were seventeen when we first began as I told you, so we didn’t know a whole lot. Most of what we did was me giving him blowjobs in the beginning. The first time I had an orgasm, was while I was blowing him. We were in his room one day after school, he was sitting against the headboard and I was lying across the bed with my head in his lap sucking him. He pushed up my skirt and put his hand inside my panties and was sliding his fingers in and out of me and rubbing my clit with the heel of his hand. That was when I had my first one.” He didn’t say a word just kept looking at me so I continued.

“The second one was the last time, right before he went off to college and we broke up. We were in my room, mom was at work and we took advantage. We did it once on the bed missionary style. It was nice but I didn’t come. We napped and when he woke up he started licking me. He was hard again so we did it again using different positions. The last one we tried was me on my knees on the floor and him behind me. He reached around and rubbed my clit while he fucked me and I came. That’s it.”

“Oh Jilly, I’ve got this picture of you cumming in my mind.” He said.

I was beginning to get a little horny myself, just talking about it. I ask him, “Why do you need to know these things? You said there was a good reason.”

“There is.” He said. “Jilly…yesterday wasn’t the first time I’ve seen you. I caught sight of you nearly there weeks ago coming out of there.” He nodded toward the Java Hut. “I knew it was you. I’ve been coming here just to see you.”

I was shocked. “What? Why?” I asked.

He gave a little laugh, “You haven’t figured it out yet?”

“No.” I told him, getting a little annoyed at his laughter. “Why don’t you tell me.”

He smiled, “Do you remember how I used to tell you how pretty you were and you could do better than Jake?”

“Yes, so?” I answered.

“That may have seemed innocent at the time, but in reality, I thought you were a hot little number and I greatly envied my son.” He said. “You were so lovely and so sweet. You weren’t like those other high school girls. You had passion for things other than shopping and boys. You were mature beyond your years. I was actually glad when you moved away and stopped coming around to see Jake.”

I was confused, “Why?”

“Because I was a grown man, old enough to be your father and I found myself wanting you. I was jealous of my own son. I lay awake on nights you had a date and wonder if he was slipping his hand down your panties. If he knew what your lips felt like on his dick. I wondered if when you finally made love with him if he would hold you and treat you like you deserved to be treated or if he would take his pleasure and leave you wanting.” He spoke with such feeling that I almost felt sorry for him.

“Jack…” I started to say, but he stopped me.

He went on, “I hated myself for feeling that way and for thinking those thoughts. My god, I even got hard thinking about you and then had sex with my wife. I can’t believe I never called out your name instead of hers. You turned illegal bahis siteleri me on Jilly. Turned me on in a way my wife hadn’t in years.”

I was stunned. “I don’t know what to say about this Jack. If it makes you feel any better, I had a crush on you for years.”

He gave a hearty laugh. “Oh Jilly, you still have that innocence about you. That was one of the qualities I liked most in you. Make me feel better? I just told you I had a perverted lust for you. That hardly equates with a little crush.”

His eyes were twinkling, I felt at ease again. There were something about those eyes. I told him, “Well, to be honest with you, when I was fifteen, before Jake and I started dating. I fantasized that you took my virginity. I thought about you the first time I ever touched myself.” I actually blushed telling him that. “But…you said there was a reason you need to know, was that it? Just so you could confess that stuff?”

He got serious, “No. As I said, I’d been watching you and all that feeling, that lust and desire for you came back to me. I want you Jilly. I want to be with you. For three weeks now I have been wanting you in a way I haven’t wanted a woman in a long time. You have been consuming my thoughts. Every woman I see suddenly becomes you. I even ask a women out to dinner last week, hoping to have sex. I thought maybe all I needed was to screw a woman, any woman. When the time came, I kissed her and took of her blouse, I cupped her breast. When I opened my eyes and looked at the tit in my hand, I felt nothing and the only thought in my head was that I bet Jilly’s tits are firmer. Do you know what I did? I made her turn over on her stomach while I fucked her from behind because I didn’t want to see her face. I pretended it was you.”

I didn’t know what to say, I just sat there with my mouth hanging open. I tried to speak but nothing came out.

He spoke. “Tell me honestly, Is there any chance that you could want me in that way too? I know I’m being very bold here, but I have to know. Do you have any idea what it’s like to sit here and watch you, feeling my dick growing harder and harder? Everyday! Did you notice I’m the only person still wearing an overcoat outside here? It’s not because I’m cold.” He smiled then. “When I leave here after seeing you, I get into my car, drive to my office, go into my bathroom pull down my pants, sit on the chair and jerk off while thinking about you doing all kinds of things to me and me to you. That’s the truth Jilly. I don’t tell you that to embarrass you or freak you out. I just want you to know I’m serious.”

He stopped and moved his chair around to sit next to me, He took a key out of his pocket, placed it in my hand then took my hand in both of his. “Jilly, not tomorrow, but the next day, I’m going to be in room seven of the Deer Lake Motel. If you want, come to the room at 6pm. The only other thing I’m going to say is I know it will be good with us. I can tell.” Before he got up, he took my other hand and lowered it to his lap. He was indeed hard. I felt a shiver go up my spine as my hand made contact with the hardness in his pants. “Goodbye for now Jilly. I really hope I’ll see you on Thursday.” He got up and left me sitting there astounded and more than slightly turned on, knowing that he was going to be relieving himself to thoughts of me.

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As I sat in my car down the street from the motel, I wondered if I should be doing this. I’ve been wondering for the past two days. I mean it’s not like anyone is getting hurt. I’m single and he and his wife were separated. It’s just sex after all and I haven’t had that in a while. I was due. I’m a very sexual person and I haven’t had a boyfriend or even a date for over a month now. My best friend lately had been Mr. Buzzy. That’s what I call my vibrating, life like dildo. Mr. Buzzy was lots of fun with his eight inches of soft rubbery skin, lifelike shaft complete with balls and bulbous head, but I sure missed having a real man. I wanted to do this, I really did. It would be like finally getting to live out a fantasy I’ve had since I was a teenager.

I made up my mind. I drove to the motel and went to room seven. I used the key and went inside. He was there. He stood as I entered. The look on his face told me how pleased he was. He walked toward me, stopping in front of me. He placed his hands on my face, “You came. I’m so glad.” Then he leaned down and kissed me gently. I suddenly felt like a schoolgirl. Yet at the same time, I knew what was going to happen and I was becoming hornier by the minute. I kissed him back, more passionately then the one he gave to me. To my surprise he pushed me back.

“What’s wrong? I thought this was what it was all about?” I said.

He looked into my eyes and said, “It is Jilly but I don’t want to rush things. Lets take our time.”

I said okay and sat down on the bed, I ask why we were here and not at his place. He told me Dillon was staying with him and he canlı bahis siteleri didn’t want him to see his father with his brothers ex-girlfriend.

He stood in front of me, “I want you to undress me. Then I will undress you. I want us to explore each others bodies before we come together.”

He was wearing a suit, and he had already taken off his jacket and tie. I pulled his shirt tail out of his pants and unbuttoned it. I slid it off his shoulders and down his arms till it fell on the floor. His chest had some hair but not a lot. His formally flat stomach now had a bit if a pooch but it in no way diminished his sexiness to me. I placed my hands on his chest and let them caress him, gliding slowly over his nipples which immediately got hard. I teased them then leaned in and gave each one a kiss. He sighed and said “Yes that’s right, explore me.”

His words encouraged me, so I took a nipple into my mouth and gently sucked on it, then pulled it with my teeth. I let go and licked over it. Then I did the same to the other one. His hands had found their way into my hair and he was whispering, ‘yes, oh yes’.

I pushed him into sitting on the bed and I removed his shoes and socks. I took his hands and pulled him to his feet, never saying a word. I undid his belt buckle, then his pants. I pushed them down till they fell and he stepped out of them. I was a little surprised to see that he wasn’t yet hard. I slipped my hands into his shorts and pushed them down. He stepped out of them also. His dick was still soft, it was about four inches and his balls hung low, they were large. He was free of hair. I let my hands slid around and caress his buttocks. What I really wanted to do was dive on that cock and make it hard but I had to be patient. I slid my hand around front again and let them rub his thighs while I kissed his chest again. I started letting myself kiss lower and lower till I got to his dick. I was on my knees. I kissed his thighs and took his dick in my hand. I looked up into his face and he said, “suck it Jilly, I’ve worked so to keep from getting hard so I could grow in your mouth”.

I placed the head between my lips and flicked my tongue over it. He groaned, “Oh yes”.

I took all of his soft dick in my mouth and worked my tongue around it. He started to grow. As he grew in length and girth, I began letting my lips slide up and down his shaft. He moaned louder, telling me how good it felt and how he never had it like that before. I abandoned his cock and sucked his balls into my mouth. I love sucking balls almost as much as sucking cock. After some minutes of sucking his balls and cock he said, “Stop baby, you have to stop or I’ll cum in your mouth.”

I looked up, still stroking his cock with my hand I said, “it’s okay, I don’t mind. I want your cum.”

He said, “Not yet, I want to explore you now.”

I got up off my knees and he began undressing me just as I had him. His method was almost identical to mine. He pulled my shirt over my head and placed kisses on the tops of my tits that bulged out of my black lace bra. He opened it and slid it off of me, tossing it on the floor.

“You have great tits Jilly, they’re perfect”, he said as he kneaded my tits and pinched my already hardened nipples, then brought his mouth them and greedily sucked one then the other. I urged him on, “Oh yes Jack that feels so good.”

Then just as I had done with him, he sat me down and removed my shoes and socks. Then I stood up already knowing what was to come next. He removed my jeans and rubbed his had over my ass which wasn’t covered as I was wearing a thong. He caressed my ass and suckled my tits some more before removing the wisp of cloth covering my now wet pussy. I too was shaved. He looked at me and said, “I knew you would be even more beautiful nude. You are a work of art Jilly”.

He rubbed his hands along my thighs till my legs parted somewhat and then let his hand cover my mound. He closed his eyes and said, “I never thought this would happen. I have never felt this much anticipation with anyone…ever.” His fingers began moving separating my pussy lips. “You are so wet and slippery already. You want this as badly as I do don’t you?”

“Yes, oh yes I do. I want it so bad.” I told him.

His finger pushed inside me and I gasped, he stroked me a few times then inserted a second finger. I whimpered at the feeling of his fingers slowly fucking me. He removed his hand and fell to his knees. He leaned into me and sighed, I felt his tongue snake out and lick at me. I gasped again, “OH…my god”, he repeated the action again and again. He licked at me, letting his tongue glide between the lips, over the opening and flicking at my clit.

I could barely stand it, I grabbed onto his head pushing against it. I felt my knees start to buckle. He guided me to the bed. I sat down and he stayed on his knees. I spread my legs as I sat there and he went back to work. He licked and sucked and nibbled. Now and then his tongue would dart inside of me. I felt myself starting to cum. “Oh Jack!” I screamed, “I’m gonna cum!”

That seemed to urge him onward. He concentrated on my clit till I felt waves of pleasure begin to splinter out from my core. “Yes oh god yes Jack! I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”

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The entire day was spent with Satish fucking me in different positions, making me cum multiple times. He had the stamina of a man obsessed and put his massive cock to good use on my poor asshole. By the time he was done with me and he himself was tired, I could barely feel my asshole. Such was his power and libido that by the time he was done with me, I could barely walk. My legs almost refused to hold up my weight and when I walked, they felt like jelly.

But Satish was a gentleman and seeing my condition, he let me rest and sleep. When I woke up a few hours later, he was sitting by the window having a cup of tea. He’d covered me up with a sheet lest any of the helps got to see me in that condition.

“Hi,” I said looking at him.

“Hello, sleeping beauty. How are you feeling now?”

“Sore. What time is it?”

“It’s nearly 10pm. I’ve ordered some food for us. That should help pick you up a little.”

We had our dinner and I started feeling a little better after that. After all, just cum cannot keep a woman going forever, can it?

We talked about each other, got to know each other better.

Among the many things that I got to know about Satish was that he came from a very wealthy family and that his savings were more than enough for him to live comfortably even if he didn’t do anything. He was rich and had invested his money in such a way that they earned him a hefty amount every month. It was on this earning, apart from his earnings, that he lived his life.

There wasn’t much about me to tell since I was too young and hadn’t done anything great, other than marrying my husband, to boast of. But now that also seemed inadequate considering that my husband wouldn’t quite be able to keep up with my sexual desires anymore.

I had been ruined by Satish. Now, if I wanted güvenilir bahis a man, I wanted one who could satisfy me and one who could last long enough in bed to make me orgasm multiple times before shooting his cum in me.

Around midnight, I got up from the bed and telling Satish that I was going to take a bath, I went into the washroom. As I walked, I could feel all the cum leaking out of both my holes and trickling down my thighs down to my knees. Turning around, I showed Satish the cum trails on the insides of my legs. “See what you’ve done. I am leaking cum from both my holes,” I said, turning around and spreading my ass for him to see the cum spurting out of my asshole and pussy.

He just laughed as he looked at me and said, “Go take a bath, clean up and then I’ll fuck you again.”

Sitting on the pot, I let all the excesses of the previous day trickle out of me and then I took a long, leisurely bath with some warm water and scrubbed my nether holes properly.

When I was satisfied with my bath, I stepped out with just a towel wrapped around me.

“Why is that towel there?” he asked.

I let the towel drop and stood there. Satish gazed at me, my wet hair framing my face, letting water drops drip on to my tits. Each drop would make its way down the curve of my tits and then drop down to the floor. I didn’t know what to do. So I stood there for a couple of minutes, looking at Satish as he stared back me, taking all of me in with his eyes. I felt conscious, a little embarrassed. No one had ever looked at me like that. I could hear the wind moving outside, The cottage creaked as it settled for the night.

“Turn around,” he said.

Lost as I was in thought, I asked, “what?”

“Turn around… slowly.”

I obliged, turning ever so slowly, letting him get a good look at türkçe bahis my side profile which accentuated how far my tits and my ass jut out of my body. I kept turning till my back was facing him and he asked me to stop.

Behind me, I could feel water dropping from my hair on to my rump from where it trickled down to the lowest point from where it would drop to the floor. I could feel his gaze run down my back, to my ass and then down to my thighs and knees. Still conscious about where I was, I turned my head to look at him. He had his massive cock out of his pants and was stroking it but it wasn’t fully hard yet.

I smiled and decided to help a little. Slowly, still looking at him over my shoulder, I backed up towards him and kept backing up until my ass was in front of his face.

“This ass of yours is worth worshipping,” he said as he put his hands on my waist and planted his face between my ass cheeks.

I leaned forward to give him better access to my asshole and at the same time, put my right hand on his dick and began stroking it.

He began licking my asshole as if he hadn’t eaten anything for ages and was hungry. I could feel his tongue jab inside the nether hole as he continued to lubricate it. A few minutes later, he was as hard as a log.

“Take it into your ass. This time, you control the movements.”

Positioning myself in front of him, I squatted down on his rock hard cock and pointed it at my asshole.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I moved my ass down on his shaft, feeling every inch of it expanding my anus and asshole. I took about a minute to impale myself completely on his cock and then sat there in his lap feeling him tremble deep in my belly.

Reaching out in front of me, he began playing with my tits, rubbing and pinching the nipples as I began moving my ass güvenilir bahis siteleri up and down his cock.

It took less than five minutes for me to reach my first orgasm, but he was nowhere near coming. He kept goading me to keep going and when my legs got tired, he caught me by the waist and began moving me up and down like a rag doll. About 20 minutes later, he told me that he was going to cum and asked me if I wanted to taste it.

“No, just cum deep inside me. Fill me up.”

A few minutes later, as I felt his hot seed burst forth from his penis, I felt myself going over the edge and orgasming. Such was the intensity that I went into spasms and he had to hold on to me to ensure that I did not fall down off his lap.

I passed out. And woke up a few minutes later lying on the bed, on my stomach. His penis was still deep inside me and still rock hard.

As he began pulling out, all I could say was, “No, don’t. I want to feel it inside me.”

But he was fast losing his erection and it was just a matter of time that he would pop out of my asshole and that happened.

I was disappointed and wanted more. Then an idea struck me.

“Tell me, do you know someone who can make a replica of this beautiful cock for me?”

“What do you mean?”

“I want a replica of your cock made for me for when you are not with me. I want to feel it always inside me, except when I am with you, then I want this beautiful manhood between my legs all the time.”

“What you want is a dildo in the shape of my cock, is it? Yes, I know someone who can make that for you. I’ll have it made when we get back to Delhi and will send it to you in a couple of days.”

“That will be nice.”

“Go off to sleep now, you slut. You’ve drained the life out of me. Tomorrow, we need to go back. And I want to fuck you once again before we go back.”

I went off to sleep holding his dick in my hands as he played with my tits and ass.

When I woke up the next morning, he was already up and ready and waiting for me with a cup of tea.

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I like black guys. The darker the better. Flat stomachs, big hands, and of course, big dicks. They just seem to fit into me so well. oh, but it’s been a long time. Three weeks, and all because of my husband.

My husband. Dan. He was about as fun as a bowl of unsalted peanuts. He was never interested in me, his stomach overhung his pants, and he forgot what sex was after we had been married for two weeks. He doesn’t even turn me on anymore, not that he ever did. But, I started cheating a long time ago, and tonight…

I’m wearing cut-off white shorts that prove that white girls can have ass, too. My red and white checkered shirt is buttoned once and tied into a knot midway between my breasts and my navel. White three inch heels, a touch of makeup, a quick brush at my hair and I’m ready to go.

Pulling into the parking lot at Shady’s Drink-A-Lot always made my pussy moist. The guys here were always ready. It was almost as if the men hung out here for the sole purpose of prostituting themselves. But never for money. The sex for them was always payment enough.

Once inside, I order a Jack Daniels straight, no ice. I had a potential victim attempting to buy me a second drink before the first was on the bar. I declined his drink. I wanted to get a table and watch the room for a while.

That turned out to be a very smart idea. After sitting for about twenty minutes and consuming three more stiff drinks to speed along the process, the most beautiful man I’d ever seen walked through the door of the Shady. A shiver passed through my body and I reached down to touch myself. My panties were thoroughly soaked. I finished the last of my cup, and stood up to approach him.

Halfway there, his eyes met mine and his mesmerizing stare pulled me the rest of the way to him. As I got within earshot, I asked “Would you like to get out of here?” “You move fast, little lady. And I’m here with some people.” I did remember seeing some guys walk in with him, but I was too fascinated with his looks to really care. I took a deep breath and said “Well, they can come too.” A huge grin lit his face and made him sexier than ever. “I’ll meet you outside” was whispered and he disappeared into the crowd.

I returned to the bar for one more Jack Daniel’s and headed outside. There was a man standing next to the door when I opened it to step outside. “Go to your car and turn on the lights”, he grunted and then turned and went back inside. I desperately hoped he wasn’t one of my sexy man’s friends and briefly wondered what I was getting myself into.

Two minutes later, I found out. Black and beautiful had circled around the back of my car and was tapping on the window. As I rolled down the window, three cars passed in quick succession. He told me that he would drive and I quickly scooted into the driver’s seat, purposely giving him a flash of bare ass. No panties bare. I had ditched them right after turning on the lights in the car. He smiled wickedly at me and pulled out of the parking space. As we exited the driveway, another car pulled in behind us and another after that. In just a few minutes, he fell in line behind the first three cars to leave Shady’s. I wondered what canlı bahis şirketleri was going to happen to me.

Just as I thought to open my mouth to ask where we were going, he put his large hand on the back of my head and began to pull me towards his crotch. Forgetting all my worries, I happily leaned over to find out what he had in his pants. I was far from disappointed. He pulled eight inches of soft dick from his boxers and laid it on his pants to wait for me.

It didn’t have long to wait. He placed his right arm on my back and helped me schooch closer. I reached out my hand and grabbed his slowly stiffening member and fed as much as I could to myself. He moaned in appreciation as I tightened my lips on his shaft and began slowly stroking him. I licked the bulbous head and tried to deep-throat him repeatedly. Every time I succeeded, his hand moved to my head and tried to push me down further.

After ten minutes of this treatment, I realized that the car had stopped. Well, I was about to find out where we were but first I had a little cum to swallow. Not that the car was off, he slid his seat back and removed one leg from his pants. His now twelve inch dick glistened with the saliva I had left on it. I grinned foolishly before deep-throating his dick again.

He pulled on my back and thighs until he had me on my knees. Apparently grateful that I wore no panties to impede his progress, he quickly stuffed two thick fingers into my dripping hole. I bucked back against his fingers and began to slurp his cock for all I was worth. He appreciated my enjoyment and to prove it, he sprayed the back of my throat with three thick splatters of cum. Even though he caught me unprepared and a little dripped out of the corner of my mouth, I swallowed it all.

I slowly released his semi-hard dick and smiled at him. He asked was I ready to go and we got out of the car. Looking around, I realized I had no idea where we were. The only road was dirt, the only house ramshackle. I saw six men walking towards us and turned to get back into my car. I wasn’t ready for this. This was too much. I did still have a husband at home. I had made one hundred and thirty of my one hundred and eighty degrees and was stunned to see another five men approaching us from behind.

I moaned and attempted to run, but twelve to one are pretty fucked up odds. I was knocked to the ground from behind before I made it ten feet. The same man pulled me up by the back of my now dirty shirt and carelessly flung me over his shoulder. I threatened to scream; they offered to help. I didn’t believe them and began to scream. Before the first note fully exited my throat, one of the men began screaming. Seconds later the other men began to join until they were louder than I ever could have been. When they stopped screaming and began laughing, I knew my situation was hopeless. Until they let me go, I was their slave.

The men laughed and talked as they walked and five minutes later, I was deposited on a bunch of blankets spread across the floor of an old cabin. I could smell the disuse and the dust in the air. Other than the blankets, there was nothing in the room save four rusty half-moons bolted canlı kaçak iddaa to the ground. I could imagine where this was going.

Tall, dark and sexy approached me and reinserted his dick between my lips. For the nest two minutes, hand groped every inch of my body as my clothes were roughly discarded. Fingers kneaded my nipples, pinched my clit, and slipped in and out of my love tunnel. Someone shoved what felt like three finger into my ass and still I was forced to suck.

As soon as my clothes were off, another dick was placed in my mouth for sucking. This one was completely soft and smelled like old gym socks, but I had no choice but to suck it. Old soft and stinky sunk to the floor and pulled me along with him so he could lay down while I sucked his dick.

Although I fought against it, the remaining men easily forced me to my knees. A man with an extremely deep voice announced that he was first. I heard his zipper unzip and then his rough hands were lying on my ass. Other hands groped my twat, twisted my tits, and touched wherever they could. He spread my asscheeks, spit, and then without ceremony or other lubrication, he began to force his dickhead into my ass.

Luckily, I’d had anal sex before and enjoyed it, but it had never been like this. The man with his dick in my mouth had slid sideways to make room for another man and now I had two dicks to suck. Meanwhile, the man in my ass just kept pushing his dick farther and farther in without pulling out. My asshole felt terrible. When he was about halfway in, he finally pulled his dick back. All the way to the head. He began to fuck me quickly with just the head as he spit on the remainder of his exposed dick. After rubbing the spit around on his dick, he used both hands to spread my ass, and shoved in until his balls slapped against my pussy.

He was all the way in and he was going to prove it. He had one guy from each side hold an asscheek apiece while he grabbed my shoulders and got into froggy-style position. He tore into my ass relentlessly and Stinkyman grabbed me by my hair. He shoved my head down until I was choking on the head of his dick. I tried to suck but he said no. He just wanted to feel my throat contract on the head of his dick. Watching me gag helplessly on his dick pushed him over the edge and he removed his dick quickly from my throat. Still holding me by my head, he aimed his cock and began to squirt. His hot, white fluid streamed into my eyes, dripped down my cheeks like tears, and landed wetly on the floor.

He pulled back temporarily satisfied and left me with just one dick to suck for the moment. Deepvoice repeatedly yanked his dick from my ass and spit into the gaping hole. After each time, he would shove back up my ass as hard as he could, forcing me to whimper and moan. Once he realized he was pleasuring me along with himself, he continued removing his dick and shoving it back in without spitting. My asshole started to get dry from the combination of air, no lube, and his rough fucking dick. Like he cared. If anything he fucked me harder.

Dropping back into doggy-style, he grabbed my hips and fucked me deep until my ass contracted in pleasure. I was starting canlı kaçak bahis to enjoy this. I began to buck back against his hips and bob my head to the rhythm. After five more strokes, Deepvoice yanked out of my ass for the last time. He stood over me and pulled my head back. I opened my mouth and began to lick every part of his dick I could reach. He put his dickhead right against my lips to come and come he did. For twenty seconds, cum alternately shot and dripped from his dickhead. When he was finished, he slapped me once with his dick, pulled up his pants, and said good-bye.

Too bad I couldn’t leave. As soon as Deepvoice closed the door, I was pulled to the dick I had just been sucking. But he was ready to fuck. He pulled me on top of him so I could ride. I tried to face him but he turned me around so all he could see was my back. I knew I was in for a good fucking. His dick was ten inches long and unbelievably thick. I wondered where he would put it.

Only too soon, I found out. His huge mushroom head began to penetrate my already well-fucked ass but luckily he was aided by the juice dripping from my pussy. But not enough. I screamed in pain as his huge dick opened me up wide. When I was completely impaled on his dick, I was offered another dick to suck on. The other nine men had all found a seat in front of my pussy to watch the show. Thickdick placed his hands on my hips and began to slide his thick member in and out of my shithole. My pussy responded immediately.

One of the men saw my pussy quiver with an orgasm not quite achieved and got an idea. He pushed four fingers into my pussy without pretense and began to slowly twist and slide them. In response, I opened my legs wider. Bad move. Thickdick sensed my enjoyment and began to push his dick up my ass with more force than before. The guy in my mouth informed me that he was going to cum. He did. All over my tits and stomach. Even though another guy had already taken his place in my mouth, he still scooped up his cum and made me stop sucking dick to lick his fingers clean.

Meanwhile Fingerfucker had forced his thumb into his palm and pushed his hand into my pussy almost to the wrist. I felt no pain. I was perfectly happy getting my asshole destroyed and my pussy fisted. I sucked roughly at the dick in my mouth and screamed openly when I came. Fingerfucker removed his hand to give someone else a chance and when he did, Thickdick took every liberty he had with my ass. He shoved fingers in my pussy and fucked my ass like it was loose. I knew the exact moment when he came, but no one would have believed me because he continued fucking until I came again.

Pulling his dick from my mouth, Skinnydick moved to contemplate my holes. He chose pussy. I was happy with his decision until I realized that I would receive no pleasure from his inadequate dick. He pumped and thrust into me while forcing me to suck his tongue for more than twenty totally unenjoyable minutes. The only reason I found to be proud of him was the enormous amount of cum he put out.

He had shot inside my pussy and all the other men sat and watched in quiet amazement as what must have been a cup of cum slid thinly from my puss. One of the bigger dicked guys announced that the real fun was about to start now. Skinnydick cared not and walked out of the shack looking completely satisfied and totally drained.

three down, nine to go!!!!!!!

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I do not like to go to company parties. Not Fourth of July, not Christmas, not New Years. Anytime. I just don’t like them. They’re usually very boring, often embarrassing as people do and say things with careless abandon. Part of my dislike is admittedly my fault — I don’t like to drink alcohol. So as other people are loosening up while getting blitzed, I’m just standing around watching them.

But, I had just been transferred by my company to a management position in a new city, so attending the boss’s New Years Eve party was obligatory. My wife, an attorney, was out of town preparing to go to trial on January 3, so I was attending alone. That didn’t bother me too much. Though we were married, my wife and I pretty much led separate lives.

To be fair, I must say it was a better party than I had expected. The boss, his name is Jim, had not only rented a local hotel’s very nice meeting room complete with food and beverages, he had also reserved a block of rooms for everyone attending so no one would feel inclined to drive drunk or even have to be the designated driver. As parties go, it was not bad. I was actually having a good time.

As the evening progressed, I met and talked with several people including Jim’s wife, Claudine. She is an attractive though not stunning woman in her mid-40’s, black shoulder-length hair with some gray highlights added, gold-rimmed eyeglasses, and rather angular but attractive facial features. Unlike the other women who were wearing festive evening party dresses, Claudine wore dark slacks, a dark blazer with a few sparklies, and a conservative white blouse buttoned to the neck. Still, among all the women I spoke with, she was the most articulate and easiest to talk with. Throughout the evening I danced with several of the women including Claudine. Some of the women were inappropriately flirty (another reason I don’t care for office parties), so I made it a point not to encourage them by flirting back. It was only when I danced with Claudine that I felt any sexual chemistry between us. Since the feeling was not overwhelming, I dismissed it and just enjoyed the dances.

With midnight just moments away, we all stopped dancing and assembled to count down the seconds to the year 2006. I had been dancing with Claudine, so she was standing next to me, her arm intertwined with mine. At the stroke of midnight, the noisemakers went off, the screams of happy new year exploded, and kisses were exchanged. I turned to Claudine to wish her a happy new year, but she grabbed my head and pulled my lips to hers. It was a brief, close-mouthed kiss, but as we parted, her eyes were sending a message other than happy new year to mine. Shortly after the obligatory new years toast, the guests began to wander off to their rooms.

I had been unable to find Claudine’s husband, Jim, to wish him a happy new year, so I too started to leave. Claudine caught up with me.

“Doug, Jim’s had a little too much to drink tonight. Would you mind helping me get him to the hotel room?”

“Of course I will,” I replied. She led me into a side room where her husband Jim had passed out. After a few minutes’ effort, we were able to get him walking enough to get to their room. Once there, we undressed him and got him into the queen-size bed. He began snoring very loudly.

“When he gets this way at home,” Claudine said, “I usually put him in the guest room alone. He’ll be snoring like that all night. I’m going to call the front desk and see if there are any rooms open where I could sleep.”

“Listen, Claudine, I only live a few miles from here. I haven’t been drinking and can drive safely, so why don’t you take my hotel room? I’ll just head on home.”

“That’s awfully nice of you, Doug, but it really isn’t necessary.”

“It’s no problem at all. While you gather the things you need, I’ll scratch out a note for Jim to let him know you’ll be in room 305. Then, we’ll go to the room, I’ll get my stuff together, and leave you with the key.”

“Well, if you’re sure you don’t mind…”

“Not at all. Go grab your things, I’ll write the note, and we’ll leave.”

Moments later, we were walking down the hallway to room 305. While we walked, I hoped I hadn’t left the room in too big a mess. When we entered the room, the bed had been turned down, the bedside light was on, and the bathroom had been cleaned and fresh towels left. I said a silent thank-you for a hotel with excellent service and amenities.

I went into the restroom to gather my toiletries. When I came back out, Claudine had removed her blazer and hung it in the closet. She was standing at the window looking out at the new years revelers on the street below.

As I emerged, she slowly, almost seductively turned and unbuttoned her canlı bahis şirketleri blazer and removed it to reveal the sleeveless blouse she wore underneath. I immediately saw she had tantalizingly hairy arms. She noted my staring at them and smiled.

“Doug, from your reaction, I’d say you are one of the few men who is not repulsed by a natural woman who lets her body hair grow.”

I didn’t respond, verbally anyway, so she continued. “Most men associate prolific body hair on a woman with being unkempt or unclean. They’re wrong. And you would be surprised at the number of women who are aroused by contact with a man’s body hair. I happen to be one of them.”

She paused and licked her lips, an undressed me with her eyes.

“Tell me, Doug…do you have a hairy body?”

I walked slowly toward her, never taking my eyes from her arms. As if touching delicate crystal, barely grazing her arms with my fingertips, I moved them up and down her arms from her wrist to her shoulder. My light touch caused her goose bumps which, in turn, caused her dark arm hair to seem to stand up even more.

“You should find out for yourself,” I said huskily.

Her eyes gleamed with unrestrained desire. She helped shed my suit coat, then tossed it on a chair. Then she removed my necktie and unbuttoned the top button on my dress shirt. She caught a glimpse of the black chest hair at the base of my neck.

Her breathing became slightly ragged as her own unmistakable arousal began to appear.

I moved my fingertips to the inside of her arms and then pushed her arms upward. She sensed my intentions and clasped her hands behind her head, revealing her dark, bushy armpits. Her eyelids fluttered closed as she anticipated my touch. Slowly, oh so slowly, I moved my fingertips down her arms until my palms were just touching her underarm hair. I applied pressure to her armpits with my palms while continuing to strum her sensitive underarm skin with my fingertips. I felt her arm muscles go rigid as she clasped her interlocked fingers even tighter behind her head. Her eyes were now closed, her facial muscles reflecting the tension of her sexual arousal. For the first time, I saw the thin line of dark hair above her upper lip, a fine bead of moisture highlighting it. While my fingertips and palms continued their pleasurable excursion into her soft, furry pits, I brought my face closer to hers. Then, with my tongue tip, I gently and slowly followed the contour of the hairline above her lip. Her eyes opened briefly in surprise, then slowly sagged closed as my tactile assault continued.

Her lips parted, and she pushed her body against mine. I began to slowly kiss along her jaw line toward her neck, the tip of my tongue telegraphing my message of sexual desire with every flick. I resisted the temptation to move my hands to the front of her blouse to unbutton it. Instead, my hands remained hypnotized by the sensual magnetism of her underarms.

I could wait no longer. I moved my mouth to her left underarm and began to sensually, sensuously kiss and suck on it. The taste was slightly salty, but it inflamed my desire for her even more. She cried out as my tongue caressed her sensitive underarm as if it were her clitoris. I felt her arms begin to lower as she released her interlocked fingers. Then she gently pushed me away.

Believing she wanted me to undress her further, I reached for her blouse, eager to remove it and see what treasures lay underneath. Instead, she pushed my hands away while she placed hers behind my neck and drew me quickly to her. Her lips came closer and closer to mine. Finally they touched, and as we kissed, she plunged her tongue into my mouth. At the same time, she pushed me backward so I was slightly sitting on the edge of the room’s desk. Then she straddled my right leg, never breaking our kiss, and began to grind her still-covered pussy against my thigh. She moved faster and faster, her kisses interspersed with moans and growls when her clit found its desired mark. Before reaching an orgasm, she stopped. She gently turned my body and pushed me backward until my legs hit the bed’s edge forcing me to be seated on it.

She removed her glasses and placed them on the nightstand. Then she began to disrobe slowly and seductively.

First she removed the white blouse. Under it she wore a sheer white bra that supported but barely concealed her breasts. Her nipples stabbed at the thin material proudly, and their dark areolas framed and accentuated the nipples. She placed her hands on her hips which made visible the black patches of seduction in her underarms. Her porcelain-white skin provided a beautiful background for her hairy features. Her eyes fell upon the erection straining to burst from my canlı kaçak iddaa own trousers. The lust in her eyes revealed her compelling desire, and she could see from my reaction that her seductive efforts had not been wasted.

She began to unfasten her slacks, then pulled them down over her ankles, and stepped out of them. The revelation of her beautiful legs, more so because of the hair which graced them from her ankles, up over her calves to the inside of her thighs all the way up to her pussy, was magnificently erotic. Her white thong, chosen to match her bra, only barely concealed her pubic hair which protruded unashamedly from around the white front. A hint of her black thatch was visible through the thin translucent fabric. There was a well-defined stretch of black hair emerging from the top of the thong to her navel.

“Darling,” she said thickly, “Please stand up and undress yourself for me. I want to see your body for myself.”

I did her bidding. When I completely removed my shirt to reveal my rather hairy chest, she gasped, her eyes disclosing her appreciation for what she saw. As I reached for my belt to loosen my trousers, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She left it hanging loosely, momentarily, then tossed it aside. At first she cupped her hands under her breasts to lift them. Then she simultaneously pinched both nipples between her thumb and forefinger while pulling on them.

I kicked off my shoes, then allowed my trousers to drop to the floor. I stepped out of them, leaving them in a pile, and pulled off my socks. Then I stood upright, my briefs no longer concealing my erection. The briefs held my erect cock against my body and pointing upward. The dark red head extended above the elastic top of my briefs. The white briefs were a contrast to the dark hair on my own legs.

Then, as if commanded by a silent voice, we both reached down, she removing her thong, I removing my briefs. We stood facing each other, each hirsute bodies clearly eager to hold, touch, and please the other. Our desire was unconcealed.

“Darling,” she said, “You could clearly penetrate me and satisfy me quickly, but I want to make our sexual pleasure last even longer and be more intense than you have ever imagined.” She paused. “Touch me,” was all she said.

I went to my knees in front of her, succumbing to the temptation to caress her hairy legs with my hands and, yes, to rub my cheek against her plush pussy. Her leg hairs felt as silk to my fingertip touches and caresses, but her sounds betrayed the extent of her arousal from my touch. My hands moved gently but not too swiftly over her hirsute legs. I began to kiss the insides of her thighs and lick them, proceeding inevitably toward her luxuriant pussy. She began to bend her legs as if she was weakening, so I slowly stood, running my hands up her legs, over her ass, and back down to the back of her thighs. Even there, I could feel some hair. Then I effortlessly lifted her off the ground. She responded by wrapping her legs around my waist and allowing me to carry her toward the bed.

With her legs still wrapped around me, clasping me in an intensely sexual embrace, we kissed passionately, audibly. She had her hairy arms around my neck, pulling my lips tighter to hers. I could feel her trying to move her hips to rub her clit against the coarse pubic hair above my cock.

I lowered her onto the bed, and as her back settled into it, she released her arms’ grip around my neck. I began to kiss her neck, then her shoulders, wanting desperately but resisting to drag my tongue over her protruding nipples. I kissed and tongued my way to her left armpit which I began to suck, lick, and kiss. Then my hands moved deftly to give pleasure to her underarm sex sensors as my lips dragged across her white breast to one nipple. It was distended and hard, begging for my lips, my teeth, and my tongue. As my lips tightened around it, she cried out with abandon.

Still holding her nipple between my lips, I flicked its tip with my tongue several times before releasing it so my tongue could touch all the nerve endings in her areola.

Her breathing became faster, harder, interspersed with whimpers and moans of pleasure. Her legs scissored around my hips and pulled me harder against her. My erect cock, hot and pulsing, was sandwiched between our now-perspiring bodies and resting on the hairy strip between her pubes and navel. Every movement we made sent a jolt of intensifying sexual electricity through my cock’s frenulum. I screamed and used all my will power to avoid cumming prematurely. My balls rested against her clitoris, so every move of our bodies dragged my sac across her clit.

After what seems a lifetime of caressing her underarms with my canlı kaçak bahis fingers and kissing and licking her breasts, I began to kiss my way down her body, dragging my hairy torso across her clit. She screamed loudly enough to wake the dead. Her body arched again and again and then relaxed when I stopped. Her fingers grasped my head and began to push it downward, urging my mouth to find her hot, wet, and waiting pussy.

As I reached her mons, swollen with desire, I was greeted with the smell of her pussy hair and her sex. Its aphrodisiac power overcame me, and I plunged my mouth over it, licking the hair, licking her engorged pussy lips, pushing back her hood and finding her clit with my tongue. Again, her body began to buck and heave, this time against my face, as her sexual explosion came closer and closer. Not wanting her to cum too quickly, I moved my face to the inside of her thighs and began licking and kissing them, immersing myself in the hairiness of her shapely legs.

But she would have none of it. Now fully consumed by desire and begging for release, she pulled my head back to her pussy where I continued to feast on her sex and hairiness. My head spun, immersed in sexual quicksand, my own needs taking over. I broke her grip on my head and dragged my body across her pussy as I moved upward. Her legs splayed as her body rocked from side to side. She thrust her hands against my chest, its hair matted by her perspiration and pussy juices. Her hands found my breasts, her fingernails alternately digging into them and scratching around them. All the while, she cried out in sex sounds, not words.

When my thighs hit her ass, I sat upright on my knees and lifted her legs to my shoulders. With one supple hairy calf on each side of my face, I kissed and licked one and then the other while she caught her breath. The sensation of her leg hairs brushing against my face and responding to my licks and kisses aroused me more than her. My cock, long and dark red, protruded from its black pubic forest suggestively, telegraphing my own desire for her.

I reached down and took my cock in my hand. It was hot and thick, and a drop of moisture emerged from its tip. I placed the very tip of it against her clit and painted my wetness across her extended pearl. The friction, warmth, and wetness of my cock tip against her clit drove her wild, and I feared she would be unable to breathe. Her face and upper chest became red, her facial muscles tightened as she fought to resist cumming yet. I, too, was reaching the point of no return. I growled and panted with each pass of my cock tip over her clit when it brushed her hot, wet pussy hair.

Finally, neither of us could wait any longer as the inevitable explosive orgasms began to force their way out. She reached up and removed my hand from my cock. Then she took it in her hand and ran her fingernails up and down its underside from base to tip. The mixture of scratching pain and sensual stimulation seemed to make it grow longer and become hotter than I had ever experienced. Then she deftly guided its tip to her opening as she spread her legs. With one slow thrust, I was inside her. Our pubic hairs seemed to tangle and dance around our coupling. I leaned forward and propped myself over her with my arms alongside her shoulders. We were both breathing quick, hot breaths as we struggled to intensity the quickly-coming orgasms. She wrapped her legs around my waist. The hairy abrasion of her legs against my sides seemed to strike every nerve ending of pleasure. Our bodies began to thrust against each other in perfect synchronization. Our slowed movements belied the pleasure of our sexual union.

Suddenly, we both began to thrust violently against each other. I felt my own hot liquid boiling up from the depth of my soul, and I felt her pussy muscles struggling to milk me dry of every drop of cum. My orgasm hit me, and I screamed a deep, primal scream of release as my cum poured into her. I continued to thrust as her insatiable appetite demanded I finish her. Her arms were flailing on the bed above her head now, and I plunged my face into her wet armpit. I began kissing and sucking, all the while continuing to thrust into her, then out, then back in. Finally, her body could resist no longer. In spite of my greater body weight being on top of her, the violence of her orgasm lifted both of us off the bed as she came. She screamed, thrashed, screamed again, thrust her pussy against me with my still engorged cock inside her. Then, after one final orgasmic thrust, she collapsed with me on top of her. We were both gasping for breath, unable to speak, our hirsute bodies drenched in sweat and sex. The odor of sex filled the room, seeped into the bed beneath us, and consumed our ability to think.

After an eternity, I rolled off her to one side. We embraced, kissed, once more ran our hands over each other’s hirsute bodies, appreciating our hairy sensuality, then drifted off in the deep, satisfying sleep that only sexual exhaustion provides.

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It had been a really long month. Everything in life had been going great, practically perfect, until the day she had come home early and found her live-in boyfriend in bed with another woman. In her bed, with another woman.

Sulking on the couch in her new apartment Stacey thought back to that fateful day and was surprised everyone had made it out of the room alive with how livid she had been. Her blood had been hot then, but along with her heart it had quickly turned cold as the young woman found herself all alone in the world with nothing but a pang in her chest and a never ending supply of ice cream in the freezer.

Lounging out in several-days-worn sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt wasn’t going to solve anything though, and enough time had been wasted on having a pity party so Stacey decided right then and there that she would get off her butt and do something about bettering her currently miserable life. Thinking over her options the slim girl remembered a cabin her aunt and uncle owned only a few hours away that her family had used to visit when she was a kid. Shooting a quick text to her mom confirmed the cabin was still in her family’s possession and a slightly longer phone call with her Aunt Susan secured her weekend plans, setting her up for the perfect escape from her current city of sadness.

I just need to get away from this empty place, the lonely female thought as she looked around the room at the various things she had used to share with Ted with a sad heart, so going away to a secluded cabin with none of these memories will be perfect. Just take the weekend and reset.

When the end of the seemingly endless week finally came Stacey found herself sitting in her car, a duffle bag full of her clothes sitting on the seat next to her. Pulling out of her parking spot in her complex’s lot she could already feel the stress start to slip away with every mile she placed between her and the city she felt trapped in, the muscles she hadn’t even realized were wound so tightly slowly loosening the further she drove away. Rolling the windows down the wind whipped her shoulder length hair back and forth, causing quite a mess – to which not a single ounce of care was given; freedom at it’s finest.

The three hour drive seemed to just disappear into a combination of belting out songs mixed in with the occasional sob or even flat out screaming whenever the reason for her need to escape resurfaced in the troubled woman’s mind. Most of the wider range of emotions had seemed to be depleted however by the time her older sedan pulled off onto the county road that led to her relative’s vacation home, leaving the young female in a more stable mood by the time she closed in on her destination. Turning the corner onto the less than stellar road her car suddenly vibrated heavily, jarring the young woman in her seat before settling down back into a normal combustion pattern and trudging along.

Heart beating a little quicker from the near stall the startled female was suddenly reminded about a time not all that long ago where her car had broken down on her way to the airport to pick up her then boyfriend Ted. Just thinking about that night made the young woman shiver, yet it wasn’t a shiver of fear from her auto troubles: no, it was something she hadn’t felt in what was considered way too long at this point- the feeling of being turned on, of being aroused.

I still can’t believe that night actually happened, Stacey thought as her car pulled into the narrow dirt road that led to the cabin. I don’t know what the hell came over me to cause me to act that way.

Regardless of how irrational and crazy it was to think that she had gotten completely naked in front of a stranger and pressed her slim exposed body against said person, Stacey couldn’t deny that she had enjoyed that night tremendously. Nothing like that had even remotely crossed her mind since it happened and with all that had been going on recently the memory had faded away until just a few moments ago, but now it all came back with a rush. As embarrassing as it was to think about what she had done now that she was clear headed and not a complete horn-ball, the fact was the young woman wouldn’t do it any other way if she had a chance to repeat that encounter again as it was an experience she would never forget, and really no harm or lasting impact had come out of it. Not that she was actually planning on doing anything like that ever again of course as it was a once in a lifetime type of deal, but it would be a memory she would have forever and could always look back fondly on the way the tow-truck driver’s eyes had lit up at seeing the various exposed parts of her lithe body throughout their drive together.

“Now HE was someone who fully appreciated me and what I had to offer,” the disgruntled female snorted as the rest of the memory played out with the mind-blowing sex that had followed with Ted once the nude woman had scampered inside their apartment after her show for John. THAT part of the memory definitely wasn’t going to happen again with that no-good cheating piece of utter trash ex-boyfriend.

Finding güvenilir bahis herself getting worked up from it all Stacey pushed the whole experience aside, not wanting to dwell on anything that brought up Ted again. Having reached her destination anyway the slender girl grabbed her duffel bag and exited her car, making her way inside the rustic cabin to set up for the weekend. Finding the place devoid of the basics younger people were used to growing up with: t.v., internet, data reception for your cell phone, etc., Stacey had to think really hard about what to do only an hour into her vacation, not having planned anything past purely getting to the cabin. Seeing how nice it was outside the bored female decided to take a walk as she had seen a trail that went off into the woods not too far from the turn-off into her current residence.

Changing into a pair of small curve-hugging hiking shorts and a tank top the adventurous woman found a stout walking stick leaning against a wall next to the front door and took off down the uneven street towards the trail, ready to see what the route would bring and excited for a chance to get some fresh air and clear her mind. It turned out to be a nice trail that went several miles into the forest surrounding the houses in the area; having nothing else to do Stacey took full advantage of it, feeling the stress of her life ebb away with each step she took further into mother nature. The lush trees and smell of fresh pine allowed the young woman to focus purely on her surroundings, taking everything in as she continued further inward.

Feeling the exertion on her legs an hour and a half later however the young woman decided she wasn’t in as great of shape as she had originally thought she was, deciding it was time to turn around and head back. Looking down she found her tank top covered in sweat as she had been pushing herself harder than she had realized, all of her anxiety and anger being funnelled into her hike. Having not seen a single soul on the trail this whole time the young girl peeled the item of clothing off and tucked it into her waistband, leaving her only in a lacy bra as she hadn’t planned on taking these hikes and therefore didn’t think to pack a sports bra. Still being decently covered enough to not be extremely embarrassed if she ran into anyone Stacey still felt a little rush of trepidation mixed with excitement at her exposure, and as the bra-topped girl headed back towards the cabin she once again thought back to the last time she had been wearing less-than-acceptable clothing out in public. Thinking such thoughts found herself starting to dampen in her panties, which wasn’t due to sweat- although at this point that also played a factor – and the walk back was spent relishing the way she had felt in the truck cab that night as her ample and very visible body had been ogled at over and over again.

Arriving at the cabin the slightly horny hiker found herself worn out beyond belief and desperately needed to ease her aching muscles, not to mention cleanse herself. Planning on hitting up the shower the young woman stopped on the front porch as her eyes settled on a large empty metal basin sitting off to the side of the door.

Oh my gosh I remember when we were little we used to take baths in that thing back before they got running water out here.

Stepping over to the object the inquisitive girl saw that the basin was actually fairly large, spacious enough to easily fit an adult – as long as they let the large majority of their legs or torso hang out over the edges.

Looking around the “neighborhood” Stacey’s eyes were met with no other moving objects to only confirm what she already had figured in that she was the only person currently for miles in either direction. Feeling her lady parts heat up again a sudden notion was formed and the suddenly naughty woman darted inside to find a bucket. Turning the water as hot as it would go she proceeded to fill the bucket up and empty it into the basin until after multiple trips the basin was full, the water resting just below the lip of the expansive tub. Now that her bath had been filled and it was time to get it in the suddenly anxious girl glanced both ways one more time before shimming out of her hiking shorts, letting them pool on the floor at her feet. Unnecessarily making triple sure no one was around the bra was unclasped and went into the pile next followed quickly by her panties before the completely nude and sweaty woman stepped into the warm basin to sit down with a gasp, the soothing water instantly relaxing her tight muscles as she leaned against the back of the basin, her slender legs stretching out and over the lip of the other side. A small moan escaped her lips as Stacey sank even further into the basin until the top swells of her breasts were barely covered by water, the female in slight ecstasy as she soaked up the warm water outside on the front porch. Closing her eyes she laid there for a time as she felt the efforts of the day washing away, the still hot air of summer helping to keep the water from cooling türkçe bahis too quickly.

The sound of tires on gravel popped the young woman’s eyes open and sit up with a start, curious as to who could be coming down the road. Looking down her eyes opened even wider when they met her exposed breasts heaving from her startled breathing, currently in plain sight of anyone looking in her direction. Sliding down into the tub the glistening naked woman tried to pull as much of herself inside the basin as possible, leaving only her head, shoulders, and slender legs exposed in the end, although anyone looking over at her would quickly figure out the full state of undress she was currently in. Covering up as much as could, Stacey looked up in time to see a small SUV drive by the front of the house, it’s wheels kicking up a cloud of dust as the vehicle ambled down the small dirt road. From her lowered vantage point in the tub the curled-up girl first made out a woman in the passenger seat, who only stared forward down the road, never taking her eyes off it to glance over at the cabin where the nude female was bathing. As the car continued to move forward in seemingly slow motion for Stacey the next person was made out in the back passenger seat, and as that window passed the cabin Stacey could see a teenage boy in said seat, a pair of large headphones draped over his ears. The young man happened to be staring straight out his window towards the porch, his eyes locking with Stacy’s for just a moment as the car drove by. Just prior to the vehicle moving out of sight it seemed to register on the young man’s face what the girl he saw in front of him was doing as he suddenly craned his neck to get another view of the bathing beauty in the basin on the porch as the cabin faded from his view.

As the dust slowly settled Stacey began to breath normally again, calming down as it became clear the car wasn’t going to stop or come back. Giggling lightly she thought back to the boy’s face and for a moment she almost wished the car had slowed down just enough for her to have stood up to give the lad a quick view of what he had clearly been hoping to see.

There’s no harm in giving that boy a little peep show – I’ll never see him again and the way he craned his neck he’s clearly never seen those parts on a woman before.

Sinking further into the lukewarm tub the once more relaxed female’s mind wandered for the third time that day to a time when she had actually been naked in front of someone she didn’t know. Feeling the heat return to her crotch Stacey decided to give in to the feelings clearly building up inside of her, a hand slowly inching it’s way through the clear water over to her clitoris, slowly rubbing it back and forth as the horny girl remembered what it was like to give the older and rustic John such a show. Adding a what-if scenario on the boy who had just driven by a loud moan escaped her lips as the intensity of her rubbing increased; moments later the writhing naked girl in an outside tub was brought to a fierce climax, her body shivering in the water as it convulsed lightly with the throes of her finish.

Catching her breath the nude woman stepped out of the tub, letting the soft breeze of the summer air dry her glistening form as large drops of water rolled off her slender body to splash on the wood porch. Relishing the last rays of the sun she closed her eyes and became one with nature as the effects of her climax were still catching up with her.

Sexually draining herself for the time being a satisfied Stacey headed inside and proceeded to get dressed into comfy clothes, whipping up a simple dinner soon after as she found herself pretty famished from all the workouts she had been getting that day. The night was spent with a book in one hand and a glass of wine from the bottle she had packed in the other, as relaxing an evening as there could ever be. Yet while the young woman lay in bed that night her mind drifted off to what had happened on the porch that day and she couldn’t help but smile at how good it had felt to finally find some way to relieve her built-up tension; a sudden realization came to her that her body had been longing for some kind of sexual release for quite some time yet her mind hadn’t been aware of it until this day as she had been mentally repressing any such thoughts since the breakup . . . Sleep came quickly and easily to the exhausted and satiated woman though as she was too tired to dwell on much of anything for too long.

Waking up the next day after some fairly vivid dreams Stacey had a hard time staying focused that morning as she started behaving like the opposite gender and was suddenly thinking more with her vagina and less with her head. Deciding to take another hike, this time the still-quasi-sore woman disregarded a bra altogether as it was another hot day out and the one she wore yesterday had only made her sweatier and more uncomfortable. Instead she wore a cami-tank that didn’t really count as a bra as her nipples were seen poking out before she even began, but Stacey was feeling adventurous at this point and chances güvenilir bahis siteleri of being seen were super slim anyway.

Finding her leg muscles loosening up with every step she took another long hike was decided upon as the young woman found a split in the trail and took that even further along, having packed some snacks in order to make it a full day of exploring. Hearing the sound of running water a few hundred yards later the curious female ventured slightly off the trail through the sparse foliage, making her way through the trees before coming into view of a spring bubbling out of the ground to form a small crystal-clear pool. Sitting down on the soft grass near the edge of the water Stacey took the scene in, feeling the sweat cling stickily to her body as she reached out and touched the deliciously cool water, dipping both hands in and running them through her sticky hair. Having once again seen no one on the trail and already starting to cramp up just sitting there the tired girl once again felt a stirring in her loins as she stared longingly at the refreshing body of water, wanting nothing more at the moment than to become one with it. Giving in to her urge Stacey decided to be risky once more, muttering “oh what the hell why not” to the empty space and without a second thought peeled her sticky cami off, exposing her pert breasts to mother nature. Slipping off her shorts along with panties the now naked girl dipped one foot into the spring to test the water while subconsciously covering her private areas with both hands. Finding it to her satisfaction as it was cool yet refreshing all modesty was forgotten as the nude girl lowered herself into the water until she was up to her shoulders, emitting a slight gasp when a shiver ran through her as her slender body adjusted to the new temperature. Feeling free in more way than one the refreshed female waded around the water hole for a good while, her breasts popping up out of the water every now and then as the pool wasn’t very deep in most places; even under water they were on full display to anyone who happened upon the pool as the spring water was extremely clear, yet Stacey paid no heed to how exposed she was as she enjoyed her private oasis.

Feeling sufficiently cleansed and relaxed a while later the naked woman decided it was time to head back to the cabin, pulling herself out of the water and onto the ground where her clothes were. Wringing out her hair Stacey stood next to the pool in her birthday suit, looking around to make sure no one was around yet feeling slightly disappointed when her eyes only met more nature. Deciding the water was worth the skinny dipping anyways a rejuvenated Stacey slipped back into her clothes, her still mainly wet body soaking her cami instantly to make her nipples even more visible; it didn’t help that they were still hard from her daring dip moments ago. Smiling to herself the happy girl made her way back to the trail, casting one last longing look at the spring before ducking into the surrounding foliage. Finding the trail the adventurous girl took only a few steps before spotting two men marching down the trail in her direction. They were both older men and as the pair passed and said hello the well-formed woman found both sets of eyes lingering on her nipples poking out of her tank, causing the onset of another rush to course through her as she realized that if they had only come down the trail a few moments earlier and wanted to check out the springs like she had their eyes would have been treated to so much more than the slightly see-through cami they were currently ogling.

Not knowing what the hell had gotten into her as the thought only turned her on the young woman shook her head of such notions and plodded back down the trail, getting back to her cabin with only an hour left before the sun set.

Having enjoyed her bath outing the day before and feeling just as sexually amped today after her close encounter the ritual was carried on again, this time however the lone woman stripped off her sweaty clothes prior to pouring herself a hot bath, stowing all her belongings inside to be in nothing but her skin as she padded back and forth from the porch to the house in order to fill the large basin, enjoying the feel of the warm air on her nude form as she moved freely about in the open. This time no cars drove by as the bathing beauty washed outside, which oddly came with a pang of regret for the now fully horny female, but the desire for another outdoor climax still managed to be reach her pussy as her thoughts dwelled on some more what-if scenarios of the two men who had been minutes too late to she her lithe naked body on full display. Feeling the need to up the sexual ante the charged-up female stepped out of the bath, sitting fully nude on the porch swing as she brought herself to a fierce climax – her breasts heaving mightily from the effort as fingers plunged into her inner folds over and over again while her other hand flicked her clit, her pussy being opened up in plain sight of the road to any lucky passerby. The sun began to set on the completely deserted road as her passionate throes subsided without any audience however as she lay stretched out on the swing, causing the spent woman to call it a night and head inside, not having quite quelched the full urge of passion inside of her.

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This is the story of my first foot fetish experience, I hold nothing back and will try and embellish nothing. First a very little background, I am 21 years old, and a lover of female feet. I have been seeing the girl in the story, Christine, for about 2 years on and off. We shared everything. First as friends, then transcending that line and into our sexual desires. Before this we had not made love, our kisses and caresses were the slow, careful ones of a couple physically new to each other. She had known about my love of her feet for some time, but I sometimes felt like she didn’t understand my infatuation with them. Up until this point, she had allowed me to massage her feet at every opportunity, enjoying my natural skill this, but I had not seen anyway to expand her horizons on the subject without looking strange to her.

Toe sucking and footjobs I felt, while still a part of my fetish, seemed a little extreme to slip in during a massage. Not that I didn’t think about it, her feet are exquisite, and never in the five years I have know about my fetish have I seen a pair anything like them. They are size 9s, but very narrow, with a short big toe, and an extremely long second and third toe. Then they fall sharply to her smallest, which is barely a quarter of an inch long. Her friends would tease her about them, saying her toes looked like fingers, and how strange they looked. Although this would bother her, Christine would simply say that I liked them just fine and her friends would laugh. Well, fuck them.

Anyway, I had just returned from Wisconsin after a week, by a long car trip, and was dismayed to realize that she was going to be gone for a week when she met her friends at the beach, not two days later. So we agreed to get together the night after I got back, the day before she left. Well, I called Christine after work and learned that she was at her next door neighbor’s house getting her nails done. This was both a cause for excitement, and dismay. Excitement; Because doing her nails meant she might have changed the polish on her sexy toes, but dismay because her friend was a bit clingy, and would hamper my efforts to get close to Christine.

En route to her home, I learned that we would be going to dinner, WITH the friend, but that we would be dropping said friend off after, giving me plenty of time to spend rubbing my love’s feet and talking about our days, or anything that interested us. When I arrived, I found them on the porch, finishing the second coat of purple polish on Christine’s fingers, but, to my surprise, she had removed her pedicure and left her toes bare. Now don’t get me wrong, I love bare toes just as much as the next guy, but, she had already had on a sexy blue polish that I had said I’d liked. Her friend always did Christine’s toes, she hated to do them. So a little disappointed, I asked innocently, as not to arouse suspicion in her unenlightened friend,

“I like your fingers, but why didn’t you have her do your toes to match?”

Christine smiled like the little minx she is, but before she could answer her friend shot back,

“I don’t know why she didn’t,” The friend jeered, “She said she wanted you to do it.”

I caught my jaw just before it dropped straight to the floor, and swallowed. Christine, seeing my reaction asked coyly,

“You don’t mind do you?” She cooed, “I love it when you play with my feet.”

Fuck no I didn’t mind! But I felt very slightly embarrassed, because her friend was looking at me expectantly. I played it cool,

“Sure thing honey, anytime, really, anytime.” I stammered. Okay not so cool.

They still needed to put the clear coat on Christine’s fingers, so her friend asked,

“Are they dry yet?”

Shifting her eyes away from mine for the first time in a minute, Christine replied,

“I don’t know let me check,” And stuck her finger in her mouth.

Dumbstruck, I started with my smart ass comments,

“Ya know,” I dead panned, “That stuff is toxic, DO NOT EAT.”

Removing her finger from her mouth, Christine and her friend both looked at me like I had a third arm growing out of my ass. One after another they knocked me down a peg,

“No, its not,” Christine said slightly condescending, “If its wet it tastes sour.”

“Yeah,” Her friend chimed, “That’s how you check it.”

So I relented and we talked some while Christine finished her nails. About this and that, where we were going to dinner. After about ten minuets, we left to get to food, which sucked, and stopped by the local mall so Christine could pick something up from her work. At this point the friend latches onto us, how and why I won’t go into but she does, and we are both pissed. So I decide to torture the friend, who happens to have a huge crush on me, by starting to tease her about her sex life. Asking all sorts of things I would never ask in polite conversation, and soon Christine joins in. Anyway, the THREE of us go back to my house to hang around, and at this point I’ve totally forgotten the whole illegal bahis pedicure thing. But when we get there, I learn that Christine has not. After we have settled down, Christine and her friend on the couch, and me in an armchair pulled up beside it, she says the eight words I will remember for the rest of my life,

“Do you want to paint my toes now?”

I hold my breath and look to her to see if she’s serious, and her bright blue eyes are staring right back into mine, with that glint of sexual mischief I know so well. Her friend on the couch is totally oblivious, but Christine knows the score, RUBBING her feet alone is a purely sexual exercise for me, let alone painting her toenails for the very first time, and she wants me to do it. Now. In front of her friend. I swear my penis stirred in my pants so fast, I thought I had sprained it.

“Umm..Yeah, sure, if you want.” I say, ever the smoothy. Damn, writing this, I wonder how I could’ve ever gotten my fetish fulfilled if she hadn’t started it.

She handed me the clear coat and the polish, a deep metallic purple, and gives me rudimentary instructions,

“Put the clear coat on first, let it dry, then put the polish on, let that dry, do a second coat, then cover it with the clear coat again. Basically you do everything twice.”

Hmm…sure, everything twice. Shit, I’d be surprised if I didn’t do everything once, fuck it up and she’d tell me she’d do it herself later, forever cutting me off from the toe painting. So she rested her right foot on the top of my left thigh, and her left foot on top of my right, and I prepared to do what perhaps was the most erotic thing in my young life. I start off by trying to find a place to hold the bottle of sealer, moving it around to look for a comfortable spot to keep going back to it. And she once again coyly spoke,

“I can hold it between my toes, you know,” A smile across her face. My cock is getting so damn hard I fear that it can be seen by low flying space shuttles.

The clear coat goes on fine, but I find myself getting disappointed with the first coat of purple. It looks pale and sloppy to me, but this was before I knew that the first coat looks like shit, no matter what. So I finish the first coat and begin blowing on her toes to help dry them. After about a full minuet of this, I ask,

“Are they dry yet?” Looking at Christine.

Her friend starts,

“Let me see her foo-“

But she is cut off by an action that shocks us both and makes me think for the first time in a long string of thoughts that I’m going to cum right now. Christine had pulled her right foot up and away from my thigh, and put her big toe in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, all the while keeping eye contact with me, then withdraws it and redeposits it on my thigh, saying,

“Tastes sour to me,” Her smile is so bright I can barely see, “What do you think?”

Oh my fucking god, I think, this has got to be a dream. So I slowly lift Christine’s foot towards my mouth, her friend’s eyes locked on me, and I roll my tongue over my first toe. It was everything I imagined. The soft firmness of the pad of her foot, the smooth roundness of her nail, with the slightly sour taste of the polish. I was in total bliss. No pun intended. But I didn’t stop there, with both of them watching me, I licked and sucked every toe on Christine’s foot, not stopping too long to savor them, because I’m painfully aware of two things. My throbbing erection, that although is rock hard, has yet to achieve its full size, and the friend, pretending not to stare at me, sucking on Christine’s toes, to check and see if they were “dry” yet. I’m so turned on that I can barely see straight, and honestly, I’m not sure if I finished the clear coat on her left foot, but she took a break to smoke and I lost track.

While holding open the screen door to my deck, Christine motioned for me to follow. Excusing myself from the friend, I follow her. Pulling the inner door closed behind me, I turn back out towards the deck. She was there, moving to embrace me, her lips covering mine, with not so much as a hint of our customary hesitation, her tongue slipping past my lips. I respond by pressing my own tongue back, swirling it gently, then with more force, then back to gently, and wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her tight against me. My kisses moved away from her mouth, planting first on her cheek, then at the base of her jaw line, pausing at her earlobe with the tiniest flick of my tongue, and at last slowly down her neck. Her head tilted to the side then pulled up towards the stars, as my lips traversed her face, a slight moan escaped her. As I was lingering on Christine’s neck, adding the slightest nibble to my lips’ caress, she raised her knee gently, feeling the erection straining against my jeans,

“Emmmm…” She purred, “Do you like painting my toes?”

From the tone of her voice I knew the game we’d fallen into, so I responded with the proper title,

“Yes, Mistress,” I breathed illegal bahis siteleri against her neck

Stepping back from our embrace, she looked up into my eyes, her smile still wide,

“Good, I’d hoped you would.”

She turned for a second, then sat on one of my patio chairs, and removed a cigarette from the pack of Marlboro lights. Placing it between her pert lips, she lit it, inhaling deeply. Christine crossed her legs, and I took a seat on the deck, directly in front of her. Reaching out, I began to massage her foot, working the ball, and joints of the toes, rubbing between them, feeling the slight dampness that I knew came from my own saliva.

“Are they dry yet?” Christine asked.

I smiled broadly, feeling the head of my penis begin to drip the slick fluid of pre-cum into my boxer-briefs. Bending my head slightly, I raised her toes to my mouth for the second time tonight. This time I was completely beyond caring about her friend sitting in my living room, not four feet away, behind my front door. Starting with the big one, I licked under their pads, covering from the ball to the tip in a slow single stroke of my tongue. Then I took each toe into my mouth, rolling them from the nail to the pad, in lazy circles, sucking gently, biting softly. After I had licked each toe, I had turned my gaze upwards meeting her eyes, so that I could watch her face when I sucked them. I was not disappointed. Christine’s mouth hung very slightly open, the pink tip of her talented tongue sticking out between her teeth. Her fingers bringing her Marlboro to smoke every once in a while. Mostly she watched me. Moving away from her toes, I let my lips roamed over the top of Christine’s foot, pausing at the ankle to uncross her legs, holding one of her feet in each of my hands. I kissed each ankle, then ran my tongue up her shin and calf a short way, then reverted to kissing. Moving my kisses up her calves, to her thighs, I could smell her. A lovely scent, a sweet musk, coming from her loins. I kissed between her legs, moving my nose against her clit through the denim of her short shorts. This was when she flicked her Cigarette away, then closed her legs by moving one over my head, and stood.

Slightly dejected, I stood, stared into her eyes and said earnestly,

“You turn me on more than any woman I have ever met.” I knew it sounded like a line, a cheap one at that, but it was the truth. You only had to look the crotch of my jeans, to see that. It bulged with the pressure of my hard on, and a tiny wet spot showed where my pre cum had soaked through. A gentle kiss and a smile on her face, she walked back inside.

When we came back in, its time for lights out and a movie. What type of movie I will not discuss, suffice to say that her friend had never seen one, and Christine loved to watch them for the positions. Anyway, we resumed our places, but Christine had decided to pull back her left foot and keep only her right on my thigh. With no excuse to suck on her toes anymore, and her friend sitting within viewing distance, I was going to be content to massage her feet like always, but she beat me to the punch, or should I say kick?

As soon as the lights were out, I felt her foot shift, her toes spread, and then closed them, and presto! She had moved her foot about 3 inches up my thigh. Once again, I couldn’t believe I didn’t cum right then, but somehow I didn’t. She didn’t move that foot again for about two minuets, and it took her another 2 to finally touch the head of my dick. For any of you that haven’t had this pleasure, it is simply infuckingcredable. The weight of Christine’s toes on my shaft was almost more than I could bear. My underwear was already soaked in my precum, but when her foot pressed my penis against my thigh, a long string of it flowed from me, not an ejaculation, but it soaked completely though my jeans now. Her foot sat there for what seemed like ages. I was in total agony. I could either stare at her clueless friend, stare at the sex scenes on the TV, look at the side of Christine’s face, or stare down at her beatuiful toes, painted freshly purple, BY ME, resting inactively on my cock. Then it happened.

I was staring off in space trying to absorb every moment of this paradise, and then I was jolted, like a battery had been attatched to my balls, and I realized, she had just stroked my cock with her foot. I pulled my hips back and let out a very little moan, which drew both of their attention. Her friend just stared, but Christine shot me a smile, and flicked her toes again. This time, I controled the moan, but not the involentary thrust that came with it. Turning her attention back to the TV, Christine slowly moved her toes up my shaft, then down again, my hips thrusting slightly at each stroke. I was in the most intense sexual fever of my young life, desperately afraid I would cum. I knew it would be big, and extremely powerful. Powerful enough to cry out, powerful enough to make me shudder uncontrollably. As scared as I was, I concentrated on canlı bahis siteleri the sensation, feeling the electricity of the first unexpected moments fade.

I regained control of myself, like I always had. I wouldn’t cum, not yet. In fact I couldn’t, I was too turned on. I know that may sound strange, but it’s the only way to explain it. There was so much pre-cum in my boxers, that I didn’t know if I had anymore to ejaculate. I was still hard as stone, and in agonizing pleasure, but I knew my orgasm was no where in sight. The highly erotic tingle lived at the base of my penis, giving me pleasure so intense it seemed painful. Then she stopped. Just stopped, and I gasped slightly again, drawing no notice from the friend, but a glance from Christine. The lack of stimulation was almost as intense as the presence of it. I was left grinding my hips unconsciously against the sole of her foot. For what seemed like hours, I kept my eyes away from my lap, trying to keep cool, preventing Christine’s friend from glancing over and seeing me staring at her foot caressing my hard on. But the weight of her toes on the throbbing head of my cock, the memory of the smell of her pussy, left me in indescribable pleasure. After a few minuets pasted, I felt her toes move once again, this time they curled like a fist, raking me with the tips and the faint edges of her toe nails. I got my fist to my mouth in time to stifle the groan, but I could only clench my eyes closed as every muscle in my body squeezed taunt. Unclenching her toes, she clenched them again, harder, causing a little pain to shoot through my body, but this was only secondary. I dropped my gaze to her foot, her toes were shining in the flickering glare of the television screen, slick with my juices, a string of it clung between her big and second toes, a white frothy web of my pre cum.

Her friend then announced,

“I have to go to the bathroom, where is it?”

I bearly heard her, but I looked up from my crotch just as Christine started to stroke me again.

“Straight through that door, past the kitchen, next to my bedroom, second door on the left.” My voice was weak and stressed. She stood and walked right past us, not even glancing down at us. As soon as the door had closed Christine spoke,

“Open your pants.”

I couldn’t believe what she had just said, I only stared at her. She clenched her toes, hard, causing a bolt of paint to shoot through me as her toe nails dug into my shaft, also pulling on some of my pubic hair.

“I said, open your pants. Now”

Quicker to respond this time, I clutched at my zipper, and said,

“Yes Mistress.”

In a second my penis stood fully exposed, sticking straight up into the air, my pre-cum had glazed so that it shined in the half-light from the TV. Christine wrapped both feet around my cock now, pumping up and down quickly,

“You like this?” She asked, taunting me, “Skin to skin feels so much better, don’t you think?”

I did; The feeling was twice as intense, and unlike before, I couldn’t contain my moans or orgasm, which was rapidly approaching. She moved her purple toes, even slicker than before, up and down my dick, bringing me ever closer to my end. It had been what seemed like hours, but what couldn’t have been more than fifteen minuets. I kept fearing her friend would come back from the bathroom, she should have been back by now, so every second was pushing it. Stopping her full strokes, Christine grasped me between her big and second toe, her left foot at the base of my shaft, the right at the head.

“I asked you a question, do you like my toes stoking you, without those horrible jeans in the way? Does the skin of my feet feel better on the skin of your cock?” She was massaging the underside of my over swollen head with her big toe, left to right, and the sensation was such that I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

“Yes Mistress, I love this,” I stammered, “What about-“

She cut me off by stoking hard with her right foot, making me cum. However, her left foot still clamped firmly on the base of my penis, preventing me from ejaculating. There was a unbelievable burning feeling in my cock, as it spasmed, but shot nothing.

“Please,” I said through my clenched teeth, “Oh please Mistress, stop.”

She continued to stroke me, it was like being stimulated after cumming, when I was at my most sensitive.

“Oh, you want me to let go? Beg me. Beg more, beg me to cum.”

I felt tears in my eyes from the denied release,

“Please, oh god, please Mistress let me cum, god please!.” I didn’t care how loud I was. She pushed the toes of her right foot up so that they covered my head, and released the pressure on my shaft, slowly stroking it with that foot. I exploded, my cum sprayed through the cracks between her toes with such force, I heard it. Like the sound of a squirt gun being shot close to my ear. A white jet rose about a foot into the air, arching down just as my second burst came up, bathing Christine’s soles. My hands dug into the arms rests as my third jolt of semen erupted, it lacked the strength of the other two, so it only squished through her toes, welling up in a hot white pool. Christine continued to pump up and down, milking every last drop from my balls.

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We only just met a week ago, yet you’d never know it. I look at her, sitting across from me in our semi-private train car, and I know she is the one who is going to take me through all my fantasies.

We got on in Amsterdam after a day of shopping. I don’t mind shopping with her, especially considering the stores she likes to frequent. We picked up some new toys there, and I could barely wait until we got to Copenhagen and to the hotel so that we could try them out. It’s going to be one long train ride if my mind keeps going in that direction.

She smiles at me from across the way and crosses her legs. When she does, her skirt rides up a little, and I can’t help but look down. She was waiting for that. As soon as I look down, she uncrosses her legs again, spreading them a little, giving me a better look.

I shouldn’t have been surprised at what I saw, but I was. She was wearing the harness we just bought, and attached to it was the good sized life like cock that I had chosen for her. The one she was going to fuck me with. My eyes are glued to the cock for a long while, and she stays like that, legs spread, allowing me to get an eyeful for as long as I want.

Eventually I look back up at her. She winks at me and crooks a finger at me, beckoning me to her. I bite my lip. I’m nervous as hell, but I move to sit next to her. Only, that’s not her plan.

She reaches out to stop me from sitting beside her, and instead moves me to sit on her lap, straddling her. I can feel her hardness pressing into me. Then she pulls my head down and brings me in for a kiss. Long, slow, intense. She pushes herself up so that her cock presses into me harder, then she leans back and looks me in the eyes with a smile. “Do you want me?” She asks coyly.

“Yes.” I nod and give her a shy smile.

“Show me.” She says, sliding her hands down to hold my hips.

“Right…here? On the train?” Despite my hesitant words, my hand slides down between us and grips her cock, rubbing it up and down through her skirt.

She leans her head back against the headrest and grins at me. “Yeah…right here.”

I lift up off the seat to stand in front of her. “Should I…” My eyes move down towards the outline of her cock, then back up to her eyes.

She just bites her lip and raises her eyebrow at me, not saying a word.

I understand and fall to my knees in front of her, pushing her skirt up to her hips, revealing her new cock in all its glory.

Her eyes close for a moment, and then she pushes her hips up towards my face. “Yeah…suck my cock Blake. Right illegal bahis here. Right now.”

I take in a deep breath, my hand gripping her cock, and then I lean in towards her, mouth open, eyes closed. I lick just the tip.

“Suck it.” She says forcefully. “Take me in your mouth.” She puts a hand on the back of my head, urging me forward, forcing me to slip the head in my mouth.

It’s my first taste of her cock, and I love it. I start sucking hard, pulling her cock into my mouth by a good few inches.

“Mmmm…” She moans. “Yeah, that’s good.” She moves her hips, fucking my mouth slowly.

My head bobs up and down in her lap as I continue to suck her off, working up a rhythm. I moan around her cock appreciatively. She moans too, relaxing back into her seat, letting me set my own pace now.

Just then, the door to our car creaks open and a man steps inside. He opens his mouth to speak, but stops when he sees me on my knees in front of her, sucking her dick. She looks over at him with a smile, then puts her hand on the back of my head to keep me just where I am. How we love an audience. I only look over at the man for a moment, but I don’t stop sucking her off, her pink phallus sliding in and out of my mouth slowly, the tip poking my cheek when my head is turned.

She licks her lips and turns her attention away from the newcomer and back to me. “Yeah…you suck my cock so good Blake…” I know this is for the stranger’s benefit as much as it is for mine. “I’m going to fuck you with it next you know…”

I just nod my head, my excitement doubled knowing someone is watching. I push myself down on her cock, taking it all in my mouth at once, deep throating her until my nose presses against her harness. This makes her moan, and her soft hand on my head now grips my hair “Yess…” She hisses. “Yeah…just like that baby.”

I keep her deep throated for a moment or two before I slide back up, her saliva coated cock glistening. She lifts me up from my knees and reaches out to undo my pants. All I can do is watch in amazement. She’s really going to fuck me, on a train, in front of some stranger. I am so hard it hurts. My cock strains against my boxer shorts as she pushes my pants down, slowly. Agonizingly so. When she hooks her thumbs into the band of my boxer shorts, I take in a breath an hold it.

I give a glance over to the man standing in the doorway. He’s got his hand on his own bulge in his pants, stroking himself. She pushes my shorts down to my ankles and reaches out, taking my hardness in her hand. She pumps me up and down illegal bahis siteleri three times, then turns me around to face the other way. I can hear her reaching for something in a bag, and I turn around just in time to see her slathering lube all over her cock, stroking herself up and down. “You are going to fuck yourself on my hard cock, aren’t you?” She asks me.

I nod my head, looking back towards the front as I position myself to squat over her. “Yes…yes I am.” I can feel her guide her cock towards my willing hole, and she puts one hand on my shoulder, bringing me down on her. The tip presses at my opening for only a moment, and then it slips inside me. We both groan.

I push myself down slowly, sliding her entire cock inside me until our skin touches. I feel so full with her seven inches in my ass. Both of her hands are on my shoulders now, and she holds me there, steady. I look over at the stranger again, and he’s moved all the way inside, closed the door behind him, and is staring at us intently while he strokes himself through his pants. I moan out, wriggling slightly in her lap, enraptured by the sensation of being so full.

She eases up on my shoulders, and I slowly rise up, sliding her cock out of me a few inches before coming back down on it again. Every time I take her in me all the way, she moans and grinds her hips up into me. My own cock twitches at the sensation and I gasp.

My hands grip the seat on either side of us, and I use them as leverage to lift myself more. Slow at first, I start to pick up the pace, eventually bouncing up and down on her cock. She groans again as I move faster now, and reaches around to me take one of my nipples between her thumb and index finger, pinching it.

I moan louder, loving it all. My pace gets faster and faster as my ass loosens up around her cock. “Yes Sapphire…fuck me!” I yell out.

Her hand moves down from my nipple and grips my cock, stroking me up and down while I bounce on top of her. She starts pushing up into me as I come down on her, the pace so fast now, I can’t tell who is fucking who anymore.

Then she lets me know. She pushes up against me so hard that we are both lifted from the seat, and I fall forward into the chair in front of me. She really lets me have it then, pounding herself into my ass, stretching me out fully. She grabs my hips and thrusts even harder. My hands grip the seat in front of me, and I push my ass back into her like a cock hungry whore. “Fuck me harder!” I yell out.

“Yeah? You like that?” She asks, obliging me my pumping just canlı bahis siteleri a little harder, her pelvis smashing into my ass with a sting. “You like my cock deep inside you Blake?” She asks.

I have to tell the truth. “I love it Sapphire. I love your cock.”

She keeps one hand on my hip as she keeps thrusting, and moves the other to my hair, tugging on it while she slams herself into my ass. “Yeah…take my cock.” She moans. “Take it like the whore you are.”

I can only moan in reply now, my legs almost buckling from the pounding, but somehow I manage to take it all.

“Touch yourself.” She commands. “I want you to cum with me inside you…” She thrusts deep and hard, grunting with pleasure every time her pelvis hits my ass. “Cum for me Blake!”

My hand reaches down to touch my cock, and my ass tightens around hers as I do. A torrent of cum sprays instantaneously out of me as soon as I do and I cry out. She keeps pumping me as I come, then she starts screaming herself. “Yes! Oh fuck yes! Oh Blake! I’m cumming too!”

My semen sprays all over the seat as my hips buck and my heart races. “Ohh…Sapphire…”

She slows down, eventually stopping, but she doesn’t pull out of me. Her body is shaking against mine, her orgasm still flowing through her. My body shudders too, and I wiggle my ass, reminding her that she is still inside me.

She rubs her hands up and down my back, and almost reluctantly she pulls out. I feel empty without her cock inside me. She grabs my shoulders and turns me back around, kissing me hard on the lips. I return it, full of passion, and my hands rub up and down her body, grabbing handfuls of her breasts in my hands, squeezing.

Finally, she breaks the kiss and pushes me back, her eyes on the seat all full of my cum. “Look at the mess you made…” Her voice is admonishing. She reaches out a finger and scoops up some of my cum, then brings it up to me, stopping just before she reaches my mouth. “You’ll have to clean that up…won’t you?” She grins coquettishly. I can’t deny her anything when she looks at me like that.

I nod and stick out my tongue, licking the finger and finally sucking it of. She moans and closes her eyes, and I just keep sucking her finger, licking it until it’s clean, swallowing my own cum for her.

“Such a good little cum slut you are…” She pulls my head in for another kiss, thrusting her tongue inside my mouth, so she can taste my cum too. We kiss for a long while, and then as if remembering, she looks over at our stranger. He takes a step towards us, but she holds up a hand for him to stop. “Get out. Show’s over.”

The man looks disappointed, but her voice is one that is not meant to be argued with, and he reluctantly leaves.

“They can watch…” She says with a grin. “But my cock is just for you…”

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