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When Charity awoke that morning, she laid there for a few minutes in bed with her eyes half closed, dreamily remembering the events of the previous day.

She had picked up Rob from the airport with no worries and they had spent a wonderful day getting comfortable with each other. They came back to her apartment and simply existed together. They talked, laughed, played and then as the evening turned into night, they shared a few tender kisses and exchanged a few gentle caresses. Neither of them had wanted to rush into anything on his first day there, so they had gone to their separate bedrooms at the end of the night.

Now she lay in her bed wondering what he were up to. She felt a little flush of excitement course through her body as she remembered the words he had spoken to her last night before he retired to the guest bedroom.

“Tomorrow we shall explore some of your secrets, my beloved,” he had whispered to her.

She had looked at him not quite sure what he meant, but he offered no more words to explain his intentions. Instead he smiled and kissed her full lips with his own, teasing her mouth lightly before leaving her for the night.

Her mind had raced through the possibilities as she had struggled to fall asleep the night before, and it was racing through her thoughts again today as she swung her feet out of bed, standing to stretch and greet the day. She heard no sounds of movement from the guest bedroom or bathroom, so she walked into the private bathroom that adjoined her room and began to get ready for another day with her lover.

As she stood on the cold tile floor of the bathroom brushing her teeth, she pulled one edge of her red, satin panties down and let them slide to the tile floor. She stepped out of them and used a toe to nudge the panties toward her laundry hamper. She stopped brushing her teeth long enough to also raise her arms and pull the T-shirt she had slept in off. She tossed it into the laundry as well and finished brushing. Her mind still had no grasp on what could be in store for her today.

As she bent over the sink to spit and then rinse her mouth, she caught a glimpse of herself in the wall mirror and blushed. She was completely bare from head to toe, her large breasts swinging slightly toward the sink as she leaned, and her hair a frightful mess from the tossing and turning she had done in the night. She smiled at her reflection and then stood back up.

Dropping her toothbrush back in its holder, she moved to the tub and took a step into the cold porcelain. She pulled the shower curtain closed with one hand and turned the water on with the other. She stood there under the warming water, letting it caress her skin and wet every part of her body. As she started lathering her hair, she wondered again what Rob might have in store for her. What secrets was he hoping to uncover?

They had several conversations in the past about things she had never experienced before, like never fully taking a man’s cock into her mouth to the point of deep throating him, or things that she had only experienced on one or two occasions such as feeling a tongue pressed softly between her legs, and she wondered if any of these things could be what he spoke of. As she rinsed her hair and began to lather soap over her body, she thought again of the night before and the tentative kisses that they had shared.

As she lathered the soap over her body, she found herself leaning back against the wall tile and closing her eyes. Her right hand slid down over her belly to the short, blonde hair between her legs and then she slowly let a finger slide between the soft, wet folds there. Despite the wetness from the shower, her fingers could feel a different wetness there, a wetness brought forth by thoughts of her lover.

She let her finger search until it found her wet clit and she rubbed it lightly, saying his name out loud. “Mmmm….Rob.” When they were apart he had asked her to touch herself this way every day when she showered. Even though he was now here visiting, she had gotten so used to doing it that she didn’t even realize she had lapsed into her daily shower routine until she heard him stirring in the other room.

She quickly withdrew her fingers and finished her shower so she could get ready canlı bahis şirketleri and greet him for their first full day together. As she got dressed, dried her hair and put on her make up, she couldn’t help but let her mind keep running back to his words from the night before…exploring her secrets.

She smiled lightly and looked in the mirror one last time to make sure she looked perfect for him. She could hear him singing as she opened her door and stepped into the hall. She stepped into the hall calling to him softly. “Sweetie…are you ready?”

Now she didn’t hear anything, so she walked further down the hall to where the guest room was. The door was shut, so she raised her hand to knock on it. Before her hand could even move toward the wood surface of the door to knock, a hand came over her shoulder and grabbed her wrist. She uttered a small gasp in surprise as she felt Rob press up against her from behind, pressing her breasts tightly against the door she thought he had been behind.

He held her upraised hand against the door for a moment as he pushed harder against her body with his own. His lips brushed the back of her neck, and then suddenly he was spinning her around so her back was now against the door. He let go of her wrist, but was still pressed close to her against the door in the hall. His lips sought hers without a word and he kissed her deeply, his tongue pushing into her surprised mouth. His left hand reached up to squeeze one of her breasts and his other hand brushed her hair back from her face. His thumb teased at her nipple inside her bra.

Suddenly he stopped kissing her, giving her a moment to catch her breath and speak, but before she could get any words out, he had put a finger to her lips as if to tell her to keep quiet. He leaned close to her again, but this time his lips found their way to her ear and he whispered softly to her.

“Today will be a special day my love,” he whispered to her. “I am going to take you some place, a place with a purpose and when we return home, we are going to explore those secrets of yours I mentioned last night. I do not want you to say a word until we return home. Are you ready?”

She looked at him with complete surprise. He was taking her some place? She wasn’t allowed to speak? She wanted to ask so many questions, but knew she must not. She wanted not only for everything to be perfect while he was here, but ultimately she also knew she wanted to please him as well.

Finally she smiled and nodded at him to show she understood and was ready to go. He had moved back away from her a few steps, so she made a move to pass him in the hall, but he stopped her again. This time he was the one who didn’t say anything. This time he produced a white scarf and moved towards her. She started to open her mouth to speak, but the look he gave her silenced her immediately. He moved closer to her as she stood frozen to her spot and reached up to place the scarf over her eyes, tying it behind her head. He saw her mouth open as if to protest and he leaned in, kissing her and sucking her lower lip so she couldn’t reply. As soon as he pulled his mouth from hers, he put his finger against her lips again to reinforce the no talking rule. She bit her lip to keep from smiling and held out her hand for him to lead her to this “place with a purpose”.

She heard him fumbling with keys and then the latch on the front door as he led her out of her apartment toward the front door of her building. Nervousness coursed through her body. She knew Rob didn’t know the city. She was scared of him getting lost, but she knew she had to trust him. He had never done anything to hurt her, and she knew that today would be no different.

She focused on his hand grasping her own. She could feel the softness and warmth of his skin as his fingers curled around hers. She felt a small smile come to her mouth as she let her mind wander for one brief moment. She imagined those fingers, those strong hands of his, pressing between her legs, sliding into her. She shook her head slightly to free her mind from that delightful image and refocused on the fact that now they were outside.

She didn’t have to squint because of the blindfold, but she could tell it was a bright, warm summer day outside. A warm canlı kaçak iddaa breeze blew across her face, and she could feel her hair blow back slightly as he led her in the direction that she was sure the car was parked in.

She could feel the warmth of the blacktop pavement reflecting back to her, warming her legs. She could feel the smoothness of her skin as her skirt rustled softly in the wind. Now she felt his hand on her shoulder, steadying her. The sound of the creaking car door met her ears and now his hand was pushing on her shoulder, guiding her into the passenger seat of the car.

She let herself be placed into the car, and quietly folded her hands in her lap as he closed the door. She was tempted to lift her hand to her eyes and peek out from underneath the scarf that blocked her vision, but she knew he might be able to see her, and she did not want to disobey him.

She heard his door open and then she felt his presence next to her. She turned toward him and started to open her mouth, when again she felt his lips on her own. He kissed her softly and then pulled back. “Please relax. It is just a short drive, and I know exactly where I am going,” he said. She was sure should could hear a twinkle in his voice.

Wanting to reply, wanting to ask questions, wanting to touch him and feel his touch, she instead nodded slowly and turned to the front of the car. She felt them back out of the parking lot and then turn out onto the road. A rush of air greeted her as he lowered the automatic window on her side of the car and she let a small giggle escape her parted lips. He said nothing, only drove towards their destination.

After a very short drive, she felt the car turn into another parking lot, and then heard the car engine wind down as he turned the motor off. The pace of her heart quickened with the anticipation of seeing where they were. She felt him lean to her, touching her face so she would turn to him and then she felt his hands pulling the scarf from her eyes.

She blinked a few times in the bright sun, and then blushed deeply as soon as she saw where he had taken her. The car was parked in front of the only “lover’s boutique” in her city. They specialized in selling wonderfully naughty toys, videos and books. Before Rob had even boarded the plane to come see her, they had talked about visiting such a place, and now they were here. She smiled at him widely and started to laugh a little.

“You silly boy!” she exclaimed! “What do you propose we do here?” Her eyes twinkled in that devilish way she knew he liked.

Rob simply smiled at her and got out of the car. Speechless that he had not answered her, Charity pushed her car door open, practically tripping to get out and hurry after him into the shop. She heard the tinkle of the bells on the door as they entered, but barely noticed the feathery and frilly frocks near the entrance. Her mind was only focused on what he had planned.

She followed him silently as he passed a few aisles. He was obviously looking for something. She was hesitant to question him, so she stayed close, watching and waiting. Finally he stopped at the end of an aisle and pointed to a wall that was covered with every kind of dildo, vibrator and insertable toy imaginable. Her cheeks blushed a deep pink as he turned to her.

“Pick one out, and don’t forget you haven’t been given permission to talk yet,” he commanded her. She blinked at him, taken aback by his tone.

“But what kind?” she questioned him anyway, but he did not answer, only pushed her toward the selections hanging on the wall. As she stood there looking at the various toys on the wall, she felt herself growing warm and moist between her legs. The pictures on the packages, paired with the knowledge that he was standing right behind her, watching her and waiting for her to choose was deeply exciting.

She walked up and down the wall, fumbling shyly with various packages, looking at the sizes, styles and colors. She picked up a package that held a large, soft dildo and then put it back knowing that it would likely hurt her. She had no clue what it was going to be used for, and she did not want something that would cause her unwanted pain.

She glanced back at Rob and noticed he already had something in canlı kaçak bahis his hand. His own purchase. She smiled and then finally made her selection. A small, soft, flesh colored dildo that was no more than 6 inches long. No vibration. No special curves or attachments. Just your run of the mill dildo.

He didn’t indicate his approval or disapproval one way or the other. She started to open her mouth to ask, but then snapped it shut when she saw his look. She simply handed the toy to him, smiling shyly and watched as he paid for their purchases.

By now her panties were quite damp and she squirmed a little as they left the store. The sun felt warm on her skin again, and she stood silently next to her car door as he approached her to unlock it. She looked into his eyes, hoping for an indication of what was to come.

She started to move out of his way so he could open her door, but he put his arm next to her so she could not step aside. He pushed up against her in the parking lot, the warm car behind her, his stiffening cock pressed against her thigh. She gasped as he kissed her roughly in the front of the shop they had just left.

She fidgeted a little, trying to pull away from him, but he held her there. Finally he stopped kissing her and leaned in to whisper to her, “You did well my pet. You picked a toy we will explore later, but for now I want you to do something for me.”

She looked back at him, flushed and excited. “Yes. Anything,” she whispered.

He pulled a plastic bubble wrapped toy out of the sack he had just received from the cashier in the store and handed it to her. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was. He had handed her an insertable, remote control, vibrating egg. She looked at him, blinking and could feel her cheeks blushing again.

“But,” she started the question. He interrupted her, “Don’t question me Charity, just do what I ask.” He smiled and leaned in close again so she could feel his cock hard against her thigh. “I want you to get in the car and put that inside your sweet pussy for me. I already know you must be wet as hell, and you can’t wait for what else I have in store.” His eyes sparkled and for a moment she almost felt overwhelmed by the charm she saw in them.

She stood there speechless again as he pulled back from her and walked to his side of the car. For a moment she just stood in the parking lot, leaning against the car holding the package he had given her. Then the tingling sensation in her pussy pulled her back to reality and she turned to open her car door and get in.

As she sat down on the warm car seat, his hand slid up her thigh to the edge of her panties, making her gasp and reach for his hand in a half-hearted attempt to stop him. She turned to look at him in the car, not saying anything, but feeling the most intense desire she had ever felt. She looked at him, waiting for his next command.

“Put it in now,” he told her, his voice low and soft.

She fumbled for the package, removing the egg and brushing it lightly with her fingertips. He leaned over, taking the controls and kissing her neck. She leaned back slightly in her seat, pulling her skit up a little so he could see her crisp cotton panties. She slowly pushed the edge of her moist panties to the side and pushed the toy between her puffy lips, placing the egg against her wet opening. She was surprised at how wet the short adventure into the store had gotten her, and it only took a small push until the egg was deep inside her. She drew her fingers back, their tips shiny with her wetness.

She looked at him, drawing in a light breath and awaiting his next command, her cheeks flushing again as she felt the egg stretching the insides of her tight pussy. She blinked slowly, raising her fingers to her lips and licking her own juices from their tips.

“What now Rob?” she asked softly, almost in a dream-like state.

He looked at her, smiling wryly again and started the car. “We are going out to dinner.”

She lifted her head from the seat in disbelief and looked at him to see if he was joking. Seeing that he was not, she blinked a little, looking lost again. He laughed and touched her cheek. “You will love it my pet. A nice dinner. Your pussy at my mercy. And then home to continue to explore your secrets. How does that sound?”

She smiled a bit, letting her hands slide to her upper thighs and then began to giggle. She murmured softly, “Whatever you say, sweetie.” And then she began to laugh as he did. “What do you want to eat?”

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There is never time for even kisses once the door is closed and the helmets are unstrapped and off. I know exactly what must happen, there can be no prevarication, no need to dance around it; not with the invisible force flowing between us, around us, inside of us, all through us. Gloves are pulled off and he unbuckles the straps and parts the studs on our leather jackets.

This is how it plays out. After standing, staring at me, at my legs, he lays me down in the bed and commences the erotic worship of my boots. His own boots bend and creak as he kneels and he starts silently using a cloth, cleaning off the dirt of the ride.

Slowly, he zeros in on one boot and begins pressing and stroking his way up until he gets to the knee. Gazing into my eyes, he begins to finger higher up, caressing and smoothing, sending exciting shocks up my legs and into the target area. He feels round the ridge at the tops of the boots and then moves from the rubber to the leather pants. Then he goes to the other boot, high up, stroking and then kissing.

I feel down between them for the zipper and pull it open. I push my leather jacket wider, lift my blouse, so he can get his hands to my breasts but they are ignored. He is still occupied with loving the boots that barely an hour earlier he watched me pull on and up my legs and strap before mounting behind him on his silver road rider.

Squeezing my hands hard into his back is my signal for him to stand so I can I stretch out my hands to stroke first his leathers, then his boots, feeling between the tops seeking for his zipper. He puts my hand to the runner and guides it down opening the cave. One hand then frees his swelling cock, the other hand is thrust between the tops of my boots and into the opening. Fingers are feeling, a hand is back stroking the sides of a boot. We are up a gear, accelerating to the fuck.

Nothing has been said, no words have been exchanged even if my throat had been capable of speech.

I raise myself and grab at his leather collar pulling his head down towards me. My mouth attacks his, forcing my tongue in. He smiles at my attempt to speed the ride as I begin kissing and licking his ears and neck. His expression changes as my hands travel down his chest to find and guide his fattening, filling cock into my mouth, licking the head. I moan at the taste of him, and the feel of him in my mouth. His fingers become entangled in my hair, as he softly begins guiding my head up and down. By the time we are done my make-up and my hair will be a mess but at least it will be hidden inside the cycle helmet on the ride back.

He gets beside me on the bed. I turn him onto his back, climbing on his chest, placing my boots each side of him positioned so my pussy is over his face. He twists his head and his tongue licking the tops of the boots, his hands teasing and pressing in the rubber, exciting, pleasing, and thrilling me. I descend on him and it is the turn of my exposed illegal bahis labial lips to press to his mouth. He zeros in on my clit with lightening speed and begins to hum. The vibrations make it hard to concentrate but my hands are pressed forward stroking his fat cock. The more pleasure I give him, the more he will give me.

I roll off of him and lie on my back, my boots spread wide, wrestling a pillow under my pelvis. He slides his body up between my boots, his eyes first staring at them and then piercing mine intensely. His mouth glistens with my juices as he licks his lips seductively. With one hand around his cock, he guides it to rub the swollen head slowly and determinedly against the sides of the boots. I am sighing. With one quick movement, he is into me. I’m so wet, there is no resistance. It is always the same. It feels amazing.

I’m moaning, passion and pleasure, feeling leather writhing against leather, rubber against rubber, and his thick, hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy. His tongue finds its way back to my neck and his hand begins fondling one of my bared breasts teasing the nipple. My hands travel up and down his body, down his strong, muscled arms, down his back, over his perfect, round buttocks all dressed in leather. I begin to squeeze his buttocks pushing him deeper into me. My moans are loud and guttural, expressing the ecstasy my entire body is feeling inside the leather cycle suit and the high rubber boots.

He pulls one of my boots up so that my knee is against his shoulder and he begins pressing the ridges in the soles stroking once again. His intense brown eyes look into mine with an animal lust as his mouth presses the rubber. I pull his thick, dark hair because the pleasure is too much. I scream in pleasure as my body convulses. He puts my long boot back down and wraps both of his strong arms around me, holding my body tightly against him and he continues to pump as the juices gush from my pussy and onto the rubber.

I begin scratching his back and his chest, my tongue running up and down his neck. I can’t get enough of him. He is so erotic and every motion, every touch, every look from him is soaked with sex. He kisses me with such a deep-burning heat. His lips envelop mine and he slowly slips his tongue in between my lips. I can taste both rubber and leather. His tongue explores the inside of my mouth as his cock continues to explore my pussy, the thrusts starting to get a little harder.

He pulls away from our deep kiss, withdraws his wet cock and I protest with a long sigh. Propped on one hand he runs the other down the front of my body, over my breasts, over my stomach, down to the place where he and I have become one. He smiles at me, saying nothing, a long pause. Still smiling he holds on to the base of his cock and inserts it, tilting it so that it rubs against my G-spot. I can’t hold out . . . much . . . longer . . . My muscles tighten and I come once again, writhing, illegal bahis siteleri with waves of pleasure washing over me, my whole being throbbing. I scream and I squirm against the intensity of the pleasure. I swear I can feel his cock growing harder still inside me.

Now comes the killer. He pulls me over to the edge of the bed, his cock still inside me, and he places his booted feet on the floor. He pulls my boots up into the air and holds onto my ankles, one in each arm, and spreads the boots the length of his arm-span, using my ankles to brace against. He starts fucking me hard and deep, long deep thrusts. His eyes drink in everything. I see him watching my pussy as his cock glides in and out. Then, his eyes travel up my body and he watches the leather rippling with every thrust. Finally, his eyes meet my face and he watches my expressions of pleasure.

From helping me with the leathers and fitting me into the waders and strapping them up, from mounting the silver bike as his pillion passenger, from the moment we hit the road and speedo climbs he becomes a sexual animal – my sexual animal.

He takes my booted ankles and places them on his shoulders, moving closer to me so that my knees are on his shoulders, my ankles behind his head, and his mouth is against mine. He tongues me forcefully. As he kisses, he thrusts even deeper into me. It burns.

To take in every inch of his length and girth makes my pussy feel like it’s tearing. It is, as I say, the killer and I am going to be so sore later when I come to mount the bike and sit on the saddle for the ride back. But I can’t help myself, I love it.

My eyes plead with him as he tries to tear me in half, fucking harder and faster. My pelvis is in pain but my clit is reveling in the sensation and that familiar feeling is building all throughout my body. The dam inside of me bursts and again, I come hard, quivering uncontrollably. My pussy soaks his pubic hair and marks the leather with my juices. He gently strokes my hair and face, watching my expression as he makes me come for the third time.

As he withdraws from my soaked little slit, I turn on my stomach, and rise on my hands and knees, offering the back of my pussy for his devious enjoyment. I feel his hands rubbing and circling against the backs of my boots then against my pussy, causing me to convulse with pleasure. “Mmmm. So wet,” Those are first words he has spoken. “And you’ve marked your boots.” He is telling me he will add some of his semen before cleaning them with tongue and hands.

He starts rubbing my clit with two fingers. I moan with pleasure and anticipation. He slides his cock down my pussy and start rubbing the tip of the head against the opening of my cunt.

I need to have his semen all pumped into me and not down or inside my boots. I find a voice to plead with him and I feel him guiding the head up and into me. I call out his name, as he rams his cock into me, forcefully. canlı bahis siteleri His pace is fast and his strokes are hard, commanding, and deep. He reaches his hands around me as he licks the leather, across the nape of my neck. His hands slide down my body to my clit. I push them away. I now am desperate for him to come. “Finish me.” It is a shout.

His hands grasp first the tops of the boots and then my hips and he pulls me back into him with every thrust, determined on the deepest strokes. . I feel his balls slapping against the front of my pussy and my clit responds to the sensation. He moves into top gear and my breasts bounce and jiggle as his hot cock pounds my pussy and his leathered hips and long rubber boots pound and rasp against my buttocks making an extraordinary sound.

I can hear him starting to let go. He is calling my name and calling on the biker’s diety – Yamaha. I feel his cock pulsating inside of me as he holds himself completely inside of me, allowing me to feel every inch. I feel the familiar throb and then he fires.

There’s nothing like the feel of his powerful ejaculation as he comes deep inside of me and I feel the hot gushes filling me.

He withdraws slowly, and as he does, his semen begins to gush out of me in creamy dribbles . I lie on my stomach and he lies down on his back, next to me. Beads of sweat cover his brow. He attempts to catch his breath, eyes closed. His erection is declining slowly, drooping like a wilting flower, glistening in the light. The scent in the nostrils is a mix of leather, rubber and warm semen – an erotic and compelling odour.

“You inspire me in boots,” you say, opening your eyes wide and lifting a hand to stroke my reddened face. He smiles softly, wearily. He leans forward and we share a deep, passionate kiss.

For now, we are spent. Our passions have carried us into a biker lover’s utopia and for now, we are high: high on lust, high on each other, high on love. He spreads his arms, inviting me, and I curl up in his embrace, my head against the smooth leather, and lay one arm across his stomach. He strokes my shoulder with his hand and softly whispers to me, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I respond. “I feel so close to you. I wish I could just curl up inside of you and lay warm inside you.”

“I know exactly what you mean,” he says. And, I know that he does. Because he knows me. I am his biker mistress and he understands me like no one else could and sometimes he knows me better than I know myself.

Explaining our passion is difficult but these are the things we need to understand. After all of this, you still may not be able to comprehend what it is about tall rubber boots and leather that have this inspiring sexual excitement. But, he and I know the truth of being in love and our unique way of showing that love. We know that the flame only continues to grow, never to be extinguished. Booting and biking are our own little secrets, this intensity that we share, and those who see us together and disapprove may never understand us. But we do, and that’s ultimately all that matters.

“Now,” I say, “Let’s see you lick and polish my boots shining clean before we hit the road.”

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I was outside washing my car when the lady across the street came up to me. Her linen slacks and silk blouse accented her smooth cocoa colored skin.

“Hi, my kids have moved out on their own and my husband is always at the office,” she said. “Do you think you could mow my lawn for me? I can pay you.”

I had seen her before but hadn’t paid much attention. But I looked now. She was one gorgeous black woman. She should be on the cover of Vogue or the cover of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition.

“Sure, I’d be glad to. Let me run in the house and put on some sneakers and I’ll be over in a few minutes.”

She didn’t have a very big yard, but by the time I finished I was hot and sweaty.

As I was putting her mower away in the garden shed she came out and asked if I’d like something to drink.

“A beer would be nice if you have one,” I replied. “Do you mind if I jump in your pool for a moment to cool off?”

“Go ahead,” she said. “I’ll be back in a few minutes with that beer.”

I stripped off everything but my gym shorts and jumped in the pool. Damn, it felt good.

When she came back with the beer she had changed clothes. She was wearing a small white string bikini. The contrast between her cocoa colored skin and the white bikini was stunning. All I could focus on were the three small white triangles covering her breasts and pussy and what was underneath.

Needless to say I got a massive erection and because I wasn’t wearing any underwear my dick was making a major tent in my gym shorts.

I thought to myself, ‘what the hell’ and climbed out of the pool with my cock standing at full attention and I sat down next to her.

She looked at me as she handed me the beer and said, “maybe next time güvenilir bahis you could trim my bushes.” She motioned towards the hedge between her house and her neighbor’s house. But she kept her eyes focused on my boner and her hand was firmly resting on her pussy.

I hoped to be mowing her lawn and trimming her bush the entire summer.

—

It was 3 in the morning when we heard the tornado warning. Living in Kansas, Daddy and I were used to the blaring siren and we took it in stride, but seriously.

We both headed to the bathroom and got down in the bathtub to wait out the tornado.

It wasn’t but about two minutes before I felt Daddy’s cock poking me in the butt. I was only wearing a night shirt and panties. He had on his normal pair of boxers.

I said, “Daddy, you’re poking me.”

“I’m sorry; it has a mind of its own.” He reached down and grabbed his hardening cock from between my legs and pulled it up so it ran up my butt crack.

After the tornado we talked about what had happened.

It had only been a few months since Mom died and I moved back home. Dad was still sad and I knew he missed her still.

“Your mother and I used to love the time we spent in the tub hiding out from tornados,” he said. “I can’t think of a single tornado warning where we didn’t end up making love in the tub.”

I hugged him hard. He was making me cry and wet at the same time.

When the next tornado warning came I made sure I wasn’t wearing any panties before I climbed into the tub.

When I felt his dick starting to poke at me I lifted my night shirt up a little so his cock could slide between my legs. Reaching down I guided the tip of his cock into my wet pussy.

At that moment I’m not sure if Daddy türkçe bahis knew he was fucking me or Mom, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was his hard cock ramming in and out of my cunt.

—

I never paid much attention to the family next door when I was growing up. The two kids were a couple years younger than me. The mother seemed cute and the father seemed to always be absent.

When I came home for the summer before law school the two kids next door had left home for school. I saw the mother occasionally but never the father.

One morning I woke up early so I could do a morning run. I was lacing up my sneakers when I heard what sounded like splashing coming from outside.

When I looked out my bedroom window I saw my next door neighbor swimming in her pool. She was naked.

Her backyard lights were off but the pool lights were on. Every time she did her breaststroke kick and spread her legs I wanted to swim right up her pussy.

Climbing out of the pool she faced my bedroom window and dried off. I know she couldn’t see me in the darkness, but I swear she was looking right at me when she ran the towel between her legs to dry her pussy.

A few days later I saw her unloading her groceries. She was wearing one of those skimpy tennis outfits that showed a lot of thigh. I offered to help and she gladly accepted.

When I brought the last bag in she asked me if I wanted to sit down and have a beer with her. “Sure,” I said.

She handed me a beer and said, “Thanks for helping me. Can I ask you something?”

I nodded.

“Do you masturbate while you watch me swim in the morning?”

I almost choked on my beer but confessed, “some times.”

“Can I watch you?” she asked.

That was güvenilir bahis siteleri the craziest thing I’ve ever heard but my dick was betraying me.

She hiked her short skirt up and slid her hand in her panties as I unzipped my pants and grabbed my cock.

When I came a large wad of cum landed on her thigh. She quickly scooped it up and spread it on her clit before she finished masturbating.

After I stuffed my swollen cock back in my pants and zipped up she pulled her panties off and handed them to me.

“Keep these warm for me. You can give them back when you’re home for Thanksgiving.”

—

When I got out of the shower and dried off I put on a loose tee-shirt and headed down to the laundry room.

My son was standing next to the dryer holding a pair of my panties. He’s 22 years old and in his 2nd year of law school.

I really didn’t care if he had a thing for my panties. “So, you like my panties?”

His dad, the love of my love, died a couple years ago in a terrible car accident so it was nice having my son home for the summer to help relieve some of the lonely times.

“Your father liked my panties too. Especially the dirty ones.”

I took the panties he was holding and pushed them between my legs and peed on them.

Handing them back to him I said, “This is the way he liked them best.”

I could see he was getting a huge erection. “You can put them on right now if you want.”

The panties were made of a white silky material so when he pulled them up over his cock the wet material might as well have been transparent. I could see every vein in his penis and the mushroom tip seemed to be throbbing.

“You’re bigger than your father,” I told him longingly, wishing he wasn’t my son at the moment.

He just stood there staring at me and I could tell he wanted to grab his cock and start beating off then and there.

I reached out and touched his cock with one hand and reached between my legs with the other.

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As soon as I landed at Amsterdam airport I called Francis. She was pleasantly surprised hearing my voice. I told her that I would be in the office the next day and that we could have dinner in the evening. Francis agreed immediately. Dinner was something to look forward to, but what would happen after that. When I arrived home I hit the showers. The warm water felt great and I started to stroke my dick. Thinking of the Saturday night with four well shaped women made my dick erupt very quickly.

I dried myself and when straight to bed. In the middle of the night I woke up, memories of that night in my mind. It was awesome; could I ever make someone else part of it?

I sat in my office chair but I could not concentrate on the planning of my next audit, which was supposed to be in Barcelona. It would be a general plant audit and would take me up certainly four weeks. I was wondering, would Mercedes still be there and if yes, would she be willing to spend the weekends with me. But I also figured out that is was a long time ago I had some holidays.

‘I should take up some days off’ I said to myself ‘and invite Francis to come with me’. So I called her and asked Francis if she would like to join me for a week at the beach not to far from here. For a moment I didn’t hear anything but then she almost screamed through the telephone ‘Yes, of course, I want to. Next week?’

‘Yes, next week, but I need to make some arrangements. I let you know tonight, but make sure you can take a holiday either next week or the week after.’

When I entered Francis’ office a big smile was on her face. She looked very pretty and her breasts were still as big as I remembered.

‘We go next week, Martin? Please say yes, because I long for you so much that I almost have orgasms just by thinking of you.’

‘Yes, it will be next week and we can leave this coming Sunday, if you like. We go to a small town at the coast and I rented a small cottage, so we will have much privacy. And we are only a few meters from the sea.’

‘You’re great. I love you for that, Martin.’ Francis said and kissed me full on the mouth, pressing her big tits against my chest. ‘Feel my tits, Martin, do you still like these, or have you changed your mind whilst in Norway?’

‘Oh no, have not changed my mind, your tits are best a man, and I am sure women as well, can long for. So, what shall we do? Go for a drink or do you have to finish work first?’

‘We can in a minute, but I have to tell you something. canlı bahis şirketleri It has been a long time Martin. If you go on trip that long, you should come back for a few days, make love to me and drink as much of my piss you like. I have practicing you see, instead of just pissing I trained myself to squeeze off the stream. The fun will last longer.’

‘Look forward to see that, Francis, taste it, swallow it and drown in it. Let’s go and have the fun you promise.’

We left for the restaurant and had a very pleasant dinner. As always we talked about the things in life and ended the conversation on our mutual sexual desires.

‘How come you like me pissing on you, Martin? I mean it never occurred to me that that could be a sexual pleasure. I know now, but could I have the same pleasure with someone else? In previous relationships nobody asked me to piss. It always was very straight forward and you are the first who is so different’.

‘It is something that just happened years ago. I had to pee and aimed the stream at my chest. It felt so good that after finishing I came almost immediately. That started it. I have to say that only a few I had a relationship with, sort of liked it. Some did it just because I asked. But you are completely different. You like it as much I like it’.

‘Yes, but you are so different. I love you, Martin. Let’s go to my place and make love. I need it now. It seems ages ago you made love to me. I want to feel your body, your hands over my tits, your fingers in my cunt and arse’.

I paid the bill and we headed to her home. When we entered her apartment Francis dragged me into the bedroom and ripped my clothes of. Standing naked in front of her my dick started to rise. No wonder as Francis started to undress as quickly as she could. Her heavy tits looked so wonderful, her big bottom was marvellous. Francis threw me on her bed and we started kissing each other. Our tongues swirled around our mouths. Francis started to kiss my face and went slowly down to my chest. The feeling of her mouth on my body was exiting. I felt my dick getting harder and harder. Her hands caressed me gentle and I felt her breasts stroking my body. She went down further and kissed my stomach. She was almost there. My hands were caressing her back and I moved to her bottom. It felt amazing. Her skin is like velvet. Her tongue was wetting my stomach and she moved along. She didn’t touch my penis at all. Her hands were over my thighs and her tongue tickled my canlı kaçak iddaa balls. My hands were over her thighs and I wanted to touch her wet cunt. Francis spread her legs to give me access. When I touched her she screamed of delight. My fingers went over her lips and her clit. Slowly down through her wetness to her arse. Slowly back to her clit again. Teasing her cunt. Her hands came back up to my balls. Squeezing my balls gentle she placed her mouth over my dick. Her tongue went over my slit, teasing me as I teased her cuntlips with my fingers. Francis moved her mouth up and down over my penis. The feeling was incredible. My other hand moved to her big breasts. Squeezing her nipples she screamed again. She was milking my penis and I was milking her tits.

Francis was moving faster, hearing her breathing speeding up she suddenly had her orgasm. Her body shivered heavily and waves and waves of female cum erupted from her cunt over my hand. I couldn’t hold it either. My penis spewed its sperm out into her mouth. Another spurt of sperm came out. Francis held my penis firm in her hand, squeezing out another spurt landing on her breast. I put two fingers into her wet pussy, moving up and down. Francis came again. An eruption of cum wetted my hand. She took my hand guiding it to her breasts. Her wetness and mine mixed on her breasts. We both licked the mixture of cum from her breasts. Delicious, I heard her murmur. ‘Come on, fuck me, put your big dick inside my body!’ Francis screamed. She laid herself on her back, spread her legs and opened her cunt for me.

With ease my penis went inside. I went down completely. My balls rested on her fat bottom. Slowly I raised my body until my penis touched her lips. Down again and up.

My movements in her cunt made Francis shiver. Looking at her big breasts my penis stayed hard as a piece of iron. She took her breasts and gave these to my hungry mouth. I sucked her nipples whilst pumping my rod in her cunt. Francis came again and again. She wetted my balls with her cum. I came as well. Coming together is the ultimate love making. I went deep down in her cunt and spewed out all the semen from my balls. I collapsed on her body and we both were breathing heavily.

After a couple of minutes we came alive. We kissed each other. We felt the same. I saw the happiness in Francis’ eyes. She noticed mine happiness. She smiled and whispered ‘I love you.’ I rested my head on her breasts. What a woman I thought. How lucky I am being here with her, canlı kaçak bahis in her bed. Francis has a body not to resist. I had to touch her big breasts, her big thighs, and her big bottom. And so I did. I felt her velvet skin under my hands getting me exited again. Now I knew it will never end. Francis and I has such a bond, nothing could make that break.

‘Can you pour us a glass of white wine, please, Martin. We rest a bit in the living.’

‘Will your penis ever go limp?’ Francis asked when I came back with the wine. ‘Not with you around. Look at yourself. You have beautiful big tits, the best ass I ever seen and I love your fat thighs. I love your body; my penis loves your body.’

We drank our wine and Francis suggested that I lay down on the floor. She stood over me and lowered her body so I could lick her pussy. It was still wet with our juices. I started to lick her lips, her clit and then her arse. I wetted her anal opening and pushed my tongue in. I felt her arousal. Francis spread her arse further with her hands.

‘Oh, I like your tongue over and in my arse. Deeper, Martin, get that tongue inside my arse. Feel what I have inside.’ I went further and touched something. Could have guessed, I suppose, Francis would step over boundaries. My tongue swirled inside her arse and I felt some warm drops falling on my face. This made me shiver. A few more drops felt down and I left her arse. I wanted to look and see the warm drops leaving her pussy. When I looked up I could only see her heavy tits hanging over. More drops of warm piss came from her pussy, wetting my face. I opened my mouth to catch all of those delicious drops of piss. Francis is the angel pissing over your tongue.

Francis stood up and took me by the hand into the bathroom. She laid me on the floor and stood high above me. She spread her cunt lips and a fierce stream of piss hit my body. She stepped forward so the stream hit my face. I opened my mouth and her piss went inside. I tried to drink it all, but it was so much. My mouth was flooded with her piss. Finally she came to a rest. Francis turned around and took my dick. Placed her mouth over it and squeezed hard. With a painful grunt I started to piss in her mouth. This time she didn’t drink. The piss felt on her breasts and then over my body. She aimed my penis at her breasts and my stream wetted her big tits. When I had nothing to give her, Francis held her tits in front of my face. We both licked the piss from her tits. I cupped my hands between her legs and Francis let some piss flow into it. I sprayed her tits with her piss. Now we had again a mixture of fluids. This time her piss and mine. We licked it and touched each other tongues. We were happy.

To be continued with the holiday.

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It’s been several long years since my conquest of Carrie’s Soul, like most endeavors it became boring not long after I took possession and ran out of new ways to find pleasure. She was an exceptional lady and soon became someone that I really couldn’t find new ways to use or abuse as some would see it. Her stupid ass husband committed suicide and after her son totally disowned her for her affair with his wife they got a divorce. Carrie’s now ex-daughter in-law gave into her new life as a lesbian, grew to despise Carrie, got into drugs and moved away. What seemed like a total waste of what had been a couple of nice ladies with beautiful bodies, a couple of good relationships and loving couples were ruined all just to satisfy my desires and became so mundane, I decided to stop even thinking about it, changed jobs and moved.

It wasn’t long until I began to thirst for the excitement and challenge to do it again. I began looking for another candidate, someone as pure, devoted, beautiful and desirable as Carrie had been. It took several months, and then I met Tonya, a green eyed beauty with large breast, amazing smile and so sweet and friendly, just the thought of having the ability to use her for my every desire was driving me crazy. She was in love with, her first and only love, the one she had been married to for almost fifteen years. They didn’t have any children and had been over heard as saying they didn’t want any. He managed a local loan company and they seemed to be extremely happy. Perfect, I didn’t know how but I knew she was going to be mine!

Tonya owned the local florist shop and knew just about everyone but me. Being new to the area I began stopping by once a week to pick up flowers for what she believed was my wife. We would chat and I would tell her all the special ways I treated my wife with gifts and trips to our beach home. I would even go as far as inviting her and her husband to join us someday.

We became very close and began e-mailing and sharing more and more personal thoughts and ideas. Soon she started telling me how she wished her husband would do more romantic things for her, just because she owned a flower shop didn’t mean she wouldn’t like him to buy her flowers and take her to the beach. I began to see a little crack in the so called perfect marriage.

I would bring back little trinkets from the beach, shells with the name of her shop painted on them etc. just friendly gifts to hang in her office all seemingly very innocent. After about a year, I began telling her little clues about how I suspected my imaginary wife was cheating on me. I began to act desperate to find ways to keep her and started asking Tonya for some personal advice and asked that she keep it completely confidential. It wasn’t long until I convinced her; my wife was having an affair with more and more details. I could tell she was starting to think about how easy it would be to slip away for a weekend and have some fun without getting caught or looking suspicious. Her husband didn’t like the beach and was a workaholic. His idea of a good weekend had become working in the yard or playing golf.

It finally happened, I stopped by the shop and Tonya was upset and very angry. She began telling me how they hadn’t taken a single vacation in years and that he was planning on going out of state for four days to play golf with some of his clients. She said all she wanted was a couple of days at the beach for some rest and relaxation, viola, my chance! I told her I was planning on going to the beach and had plenty of room, she could have to whole top floor to herself, it wouldn’t cost her a dime and she could even ride with me. She said she would have to think about it, really, it was going to be that easy? That night she e-mailed and asked if anyone else would know? Could I really take her without anyone finding out? I explained, of course, I would pay for everything, she wouldn’t have to worry about any traces or expenses, after all, it would just be two friends on the beach for a weekend, what could be wrong with that?

The closer it got, the more it looked like Tonya was really thinking about going. I was getting so excited, at last we were actually on our way. Once we got to the beach I had Tonya go get situated and asked her to take a walk on the beach to unwind while I cooked dinner. She couldn’t believe it; her husband hadn’t ever offered to cook. After dinner I asked if I could walk with her, making her completely relaxed and comfortable. I couldn’t even think about what my next move would be, how I would ever convince her to make love and the thought of this lovely lady ever offering up her tight perfect ass knowing she would have to ask me to was, unthinkable.

Later into the night after a bottle of wine I was about to give up, told her goodnight and started walking off when she softly said, “Do you miss your wife?” “Where does she think you’re at this weekend?” I told her, we were separated; I was trying to keep it a secret that this weekend was all about her and the beach vacation she deserved. She asked me to come set beside her illegal bahis for a little longer. I couldn’t believe my ears. Just looking into those lovely eyes, I began to convince myself to drop the whole thing; I was even feeling like I was falling in love with her.

We sat and talked for several hours when she stood up, took me by the hand and slowly walked me to her bed. I forgot all about the soul possession thing and watched her slowly undress in the moon lit room. She lay across the bed and offered herself to me, things were going great until I started running my hands slowly over her naked body, massaging her large heaving breast and as I started to kiss those amazing lips it was like she suddenly was awakened from a dream. She began saying, “Oh, what are we doing?” “It must be the wine, I would never cheat on my husband, this is a huge mistake.” Just as she began to get up I kissed her. I began to assure her everything was OK, it was just a moment of passion and no one had to ever know. As I began getting up she noticed my rock hard cock, wrapped her fingers around it and said oh my, I’ve never seen one that large and refused to let go. To my surprise she said, “To hell with it, I need you now, don’t talk just take me.”

She was amazing, in only moments she rolled me onto my back, mounted me and began to make love to me like a wild woman, bucking and digging her fingernails into my chest and within a few moments she was losing control, I could feel her warm juices flowing over my testicles and between my legs like a hot river. She collapsed on top of me, her heaving breast were so firm and amazing, her steaming hot vagina held my cock so tight it wouldn’t go down. After a very passionate moment she began slowly sliding down my body taking my still rock hard cock into her mouth. I could barely breathe as I watched this lovely lady swallow my cock, stretch those soft warm lips again and again over the head and down the length of my shaft until I felt my cum begin to boil and pressure building until I was on the verge of exploding into her mouth. I was about to lose my mind just thinking about filling her mouth and shooting my load down her throat when all of a sudden she sat up, looked me in the eye and said, “don’t cum yet… please don’t cum.. fuck me in the ass!! I need to feel your hot cock explode and fill my ass with your hot cum!”

I couldn’t believe my ears! Before she had time to change her mind I quickly stuck my fingers in her hot pussy, using her lubrication and my fingers to open her ass and drove my cock in as deep as possible! She began humping back and screaming, “fuck me, fuck me, Oh God, FUCK ME HARD… FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM!!” It was the most insane orgasm I had ever experienced, my cock was throbbing over and over and spewing what felt like more sperm than I had ever produced as her tight ass just kept milking me until I was so weak my legs began to quiver and shake, I was totally spent. We both collapsed in the wet, sweaty sheets and just laid there. She slowly rolled onto her side, tears running down her face with the look of total satisfaction. I wiped away her tears and asked if she was OK. She just smiled and faded off to sleep.

The next morning we showered and headed home, neither one having much to say. Our lives returned to normal as if nothing had ever happened. Months went by and not a word was said about that night until finally she asked, do you still respect me? You must think I’m a whore by the way I acted. I assured her nothing could be farther from the truth, I told her my only fear was, my wife had left and I thought I was falling in love with her and it scared the hell out of me. She said well, would this be a bad time to ask if we could go back to the beach? She told not to forget that she was still in love with her husband and would never allow him to find out and would never consider leaving him but she couldn’t stop thinking about our night together.

We headed back to the beach house this time just as before, she asked me to fuck her in the ass as hard as possible demanding I fill her bowels with my cum. I began to think, wow, this is going too good to be true, just one more time and her soul would be mine. Just as I began to slow down and enjoy the moment, feeling my cock getting harder and harder, my cum slowly stirring around my testicles as they were swelling and about to explode deep inside her she once again lost control, started humping harder and harder driving my cock all the way into her causing my cock to swell to an unbelievable size and begin exploding uncontrollably until she once again drained every single drop of my cum into her hot, wet bowels. While I was locked into her still throbbing, I began to feel something I hadn’t ever felt before, the feeling of losing control then I heard her begin to laugh uncontrollably. Confused I asked, what’s happening, she forced me out of her body and began to tell me about her family and culture! If she could force a man to fuck her in the ass twice, emptying his semen completely into her while remaining happily married to an unassuming illegal bahis siteleri husband she would take control of his soul.

I couldn’t believe my ears, I was helpless to her commands, she told me to lick her dripping sore pussy until she came on my face, covering my tongue with what felt like an endless amount of her cum. She looked me in the eyes and said I own you; you’ll be my slave and respond to my commands whenever and wherever I demand pleasure. This time it was I that had been taken, I was powerless to respond to her every sexual desires and demands. I was so dumbfounded, couldn’t believe that with all the women I had possessed, I had fallen prey. I began to think about Carrie, Stephanie and the others and how I had abused them wondering now what was in store for me.

For the next several months she loaned me out to her friends in the back room of her flower shop, forcing me to eat their pussy, fuck them all until they were satisfied over and over again. Many would allow me to fuck their mouths but I was never allowed to cum, Tonya would wrap her fingers around my cock and just as it began to swell and show signs of reaching an orgasm she would clamp down and jerk my cock out of her friend’s pussy or mouth and just laugh and hold it until the moment would pass.

Tonya began to look for new ways to use me and satisfy her lust. She had a large work bench in the back she used to cut flowers and make arraignments, one afternoon she made me lay flat on my back with my ass just about to hang off one end and my neck hanging off the other. She tied my arms and legs to the four corners leaving me helpless. I was very uncomfortable and wondering what she had in store for me when Alfred, the black man she hired as a janitor walked in. I heard her say, “didn’t I over hear you say you would like to fuck a white man?” “He’s all yours to do with as you please, for as long and rough as you want.”

I began to beg and plead hell no, anything but this; she took her clothes off, lay on my chest with her wet pussy just inches above my chin and asks Alfred to fuck her. He walked up, dropped his pants and his huge, thick black cock began to grow and slowly inched into her waiting body. With every thrust his balls were bouncing off my face, soon her cum was dripping onto my chin and running into my nose and mouth. Alfred began to cum and it was the worst thing I could have imagined. His hot seed running out of her wet pussy into my mouth and all I could do was lay there and take it. Thinking it was over when he pulled out, I was wrong. Tonya rose up forcing her hot dripping pussy onto my mouth and demanded I lick her out and clean her up with my tongue. I thought I was going to vomit; I began gasping for air when it got worse!

Alfred began shoving his cum covered half soft cock into my mouth, deeper and deeper until he couldn’t get any more in. I was gagging and struggling to catch my breath as he just held it there, slowing growing fatter and harder and forcing himself down my esophagus. Alfred was stretching my throat to accommodate his massive cock, pulling out just long enough for me to inhale and then shoved it back in even deeper. His balls slapping the top of my head harder and harder, faster and faster until I was just about to pass out, I was actually hoping I would.

Then he began moaning and groaning, his large black cock began to quiver then without notice Alfred began shooting what felt like one solid stream of hot cum straight down my throat filling my stomach. I could actually feel my belly begin to swell and bulge, it was unbelievable, like a hose had been shoved into my throat and wouldn’t shut off, I was sure I was going drown or pass out from lack of air. Just as fast as it all began, it was over, his large cock deflated like a balloon and the spit and cum covered slimy black cock rolled over my nose and eyes, across my forehead. I began to throw up with no way to raise my head, just turn to the side and watch as all that sticky, smelly sperm expelled up my throat and nose like a gusher all while I was gasping for air.

Tonya laughed and said goodnight, leaving me tied to the table in the dark. I laid there thinking how I was going to get out of this; I couldn’t allow her to continue, if only I could get her to ask me to fuck her in her ass again and manage to cum without her forcing me to quit, the tables could be turned and either it would cancel out her possession or even give me control of her! It was one thing to allow her to use me to satisfy her lady friends but sucking cock wasn’t going to happen again!

The next morning Alfred came in early and asked how I was, if I enjoyed being abused by his large cock. He said he was considering buying me from Tonya! I couldn’t believe what he had just said, he started talking about how soon as he was finished with the test drive (with a large smile on his face) he would let her know. I began to freak out, when another younger black male walked in. Alfred said, “Well, what do you think?” The young man didn’t say anything just started looking me over and canlı bahis siteleri running his hands down my legs. I felt him untie my feet, raise my legs up until my knees were bent and my legs were tightly forced up until my heels were tight against my butt cheeks. He began wrapping ropes around my legs until all I could do was pull me knees together or spread them wide open.

I was beginning to understand what he had in mind. I started begging and offering to pay them well if they would stop and let me go. The young man walked around to my still cum covered face and smiled. He unzipped his trousers and my God, it was the largest cock I had ever seen. He reached down and said very softly, “When I’m finished with you, you can leave, no charge” and started to laugh. He began rubbing some type of lubrication on his cock and headed back into the direction of my exposed ass. I knew it was no sense in fighting, just except my fate and get it over with when I heard a noise. It was Tonya and all the ladies she had had been bringing to the shop for sex. It was like a free show; they sat around me in a circle and cheered this man on. I was so humiliated, wanting to die, laid up there like a human sacrifice being offered up to this large black God.

He placed one hand on my stomach while slowly guiding his hard cock into my virgin ass. It was the most painful thing I had ever encountered. Deeper and deeper, I felt like it would come up my throat any minute, he had to be all the way in but he just kept forcing it in deeper and deeper. I felt him rub my belly feeling the head of his cock protruding upward almost to my rib cage. I raised my head up as far as I could and I could actually see the bulge, the pain began to subside and I relaxed for a moment, that must have been what he was waiting for! The show began as he started pulling what must have been ten or twelve inches out and forcing it back in going a little deeper each time. He grabbed my hips and began to grind and pump that monster into my bowels as my once virgin ass was burning and tearing open, making room for more and more of his large cock.

Tonya became so amused, she forced my head between her legs, began humping and grinding her wet pussy onto my mouth while she was rubbing my stomach massaging the bulge as he would hold his cock all the way in so she could feel it and rub the head of his cock through my skin. Soon she had an orgasm and invited all the other ladies to take turns. Once they were through they asked Alfred to join them. They gathered around my head and would take turns sucking his cock and forcing it into my mouth over and over again. I felt the cock in my ass begin to stiffen even more, the pain increased and just as they began jacking off Alfred’s cock into my mouth the cock in my ass exploded filling me from both ends. I thought they would soon finish while the young black man kept fucking my ass deep and steady, shooting a huge load into my bowels, Alfred once again shoved his cum spewing manhood deep down my throat.

When their deflated cocks slowly began to withdraw from my body, the ladies all jumped and cheered as I fell limp and completely used.

As everyone slowly began to leave Tonya started cleaning me up with wet towels, untied me and allowed me to go to the restroom, my anus and entire internal organs were so sore, blood was dripping as a still remarkable amounts of cum poured out. Unable to walk or talk I just sat on the toilet and became overwhelmed with what had just happened. I guess I had it coming, Carrie was on my mind and all I could do was just moan with pain as it felt like my guts would fall out of my ass. I laid in the floor of the bathroom the rest of the day and all night before regaining the ability to walk without excruciating pain. My throat was so sore and burning, the taste of Alfred’s sperm was so strong I couldn’t get it out of my mouth, burping and belching and small amounts of his cum would regurgitate into my mouth making me feel so sick and degraded I had to find a way out, even if it meant taking my own life.

On my way out, Tonya came in and said how much she enjoyed the show, she had filmed the whole thing and it was on several sex sites if I wanted to watch it. Just when I felt like I couldn’t get any lower, great, the whole world would see me with two large black cocks being forced into me and filling me with their cum. She asked where I was going and I replied, “I’m heading back to the beach where I can hide, recover and get ready for whatever she had in store for me.” She laughed and in a smart ass way said, “Who knows, maybe I’ll join you and bring the whole gang with me.”

After several days alone at the beach alone, I was about to recover, I could at least walk and talk, the taste of Alfred’s cum hadn’t gone completely away but it was becoming a memory. It was another beautiful night, I was laying in bed thinking about how things had turned out, I truly had been falling in love with Tonya, never dreamed she was a secret sadistic demon setting me up the way she had. I was watching the full moon rise outside my room with the moonlight shining through the windows just as it had the first night we were together and thinking about how amazing she looked when I heard a noise in the darkness; it was Tonya slowly walking into the room removing her dress.

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It was a dark and stormy night… just kidding. Hat it been, though? Sophie was slowly drifting into consciousness, as almost always ten minutes before the alarm clock would shake her out of sleep. Sophie yawned, stretched, and with the gracefulness of the ballet dancer she once was, got out of bed. The early morning fall day meant that she stood in the darkness for a second, alone in her flat, no-one to enjoy the sight of her young, fit, and, well, naked body.

At 27, Sophie was a rising star in her consulting company, renowned for her quick wit, her problem-solving skills, and her empathy. Being a consultant meant lots of time spent in offices and interchangeable hotel rooms all across the nation, and for her it meant living alone in her flat – at least most of the time.

Sophie opened the window and started her stretching exercises, acutely aware of the cold breeze that engulfed her naked body, and she sighed as she felt her nipples harden. I don’t have time for this, she scolded her hand as she caught it nearing her nipples.

he finally turned on the light, but there were no neighbors around who could have enjoyed the sight of her – at 5’5”, her long brown hair, usually tied into a sensible ponytail, firm 36 C breasts with rather smallish nipples, which became very hard – and not to mention very sensitive – the body shape of the dancer she was and the runner she is, the cute firm butt, the long legs and finally, the pretty feet.

True to her typical self-discipline, the grabbed the running gear she had laid out the previous evening, and went on her daily run. 45 minutes later, panting and sweating.

“I wish I was panting for a different reason,” went through her mind, and it did not help that the wet shirt was rubbing against her nipples, and the could feel her sweat trickling down her ass. That did not help either.

She hurried into the shower, pondered taking care of the itch in her pussy, but decided against it, and prepared herself for the day: the usual business suit uniform, with the white blouse underneath, and on both the blouse and the jacket she left maybe a bit more buttons open than she would in the later meeting.

She did enjoy the attention she knew it would get her. She put the pantyhose in her briefcase, deciding she wanted to show off her freshly manicured güvenilir bahis toes as long as she could, and slipped into her heels before closing the door and taking the cab to the airport.

After clearing security, Sophie checked and still had some time before boarding. The deliberately walked slowly to the business class lounge, enjoy the clicking sound of her heels on the stone, and the glances the suits tried to conceal as she neared – those towards her cleavage – and as she walked away, those on her ass.

That thought turned her on, she realized, making a note to herself that she needed to get up even earliert to take care of herself to make it through the.. she was searching for the right word, then mentally shook herself: “To the point, girl! Through the days when you are am severly underfucked!”

Finally Sophie arrived at the quiet, soothing refuge of the business lounge. A quiet corner… a few suits… over there, in a separee-like corner, a pretty cute guy was sitting alone. He had turned as she clicked into the lounge… but interestingly, his glance did not linger on her tits. He looked away… no, he did not. He looked at her feet. Interesting.

Sophie walked over.

“Is this seat free?” she asked, and once the cute suit waved a hand signaling that it was, she sat down. He looked up, smiled and nodded, and then his glance fell and lingered again on her feet.

Sophie took her time, ordering a coffee and drinking it, then – as if lost in thought – let her right heel dangle. His eyes budged. Sophie felt the rush of excitement she always felt when men – or women, to be honest – reacted to her. A power surge, in more ways than one. The excitement began to pulse, spreading from somewhere deep in her belly, like a hot wave, to her pussy, to all of her body. She bit her lip and let the show drop.

“I’m so sorry” she said coyly to the guy, who had visible trouble re-focussing his sight from her toes to her face as he realized he was being talked to.

“There are brand new shoes, and they still hurt. Would you mind if I take them both off for a while?” She knew she was being a bit cruel, but it felt too good to be naughty. His gulp sounded like an explosion to her.

“By all means, go ahead,” he managed to say after a while. He had a calm, deep voice. türkçe bahis Sexy. Dang. Did she remember to pack extra panties?

“I’m Andre, nice to meet you” he went on the offensive.

“Sophie” she answered, smiling her ‘sincere empathy’-trademark smile.

“A pity. Those shoes look great on you. I hope you get used to them soon!” Andre continued. Sophie was impressed. Most feet guys lost their tongue when they were given a chance to act.

“That’s sweet of you to say,” Sophie answered, “You think they go with my black polish?” She knew she was pushing it, but she was having fun.

“Absolutely! That color is perfect”. He stopped, obviously thinking if he should dare to continue. Sophie smiled encouragingly.

“Would you.. I mean… well… you said your feet hurt… do you… well, should I massage them a bit for you?”

His eared turned deep red. It was pretty cute. Such a show of courage deserves a reward.

“That’s so nice of you, Andre,” she beamed at him, “Just what I need”.

She quickly checked that they were still alone, and then did not waste a time to lift her right foot up, letting the other shoe slip off as well. Andre looked like a kid dropped in a candy store. He began to massage her foot expertly. Sophie didn’t bother to stifle a moan. She lifted her other foot and placed it in is lap.

It was a good thing Andre had a high-quality suit, because the fabric of his pants was beginning to get visibly stretched. Sophie felt her panties soaken as she noticed his buldge.

“Why don’t you suck on my toes a bit, too?” she smiled at him, letting her foot glide over that buldge. To his credit, Andre didn’t hesitate for a split-second, and began so suck on her big toe immediately.

Sophie laughed softly, with genuine delight.

“Yes, baby, so good… you’ve done that before! And I like how much you like it!” she said as her other foot touched his tent again. And again.

His tongue was working on her other toes by now, and she kept rubbing that tent. A tiny wet spot began to show on his pants. Oh my. Her pants were truly soaked by now.

“You don’t want to ruin your suit, Dear” she cooed. “Come, take your cock out. I’d love to feel it on my toes anyway”. He gulped again, not believing his luck.

His hands seemed to tremble güvenilir bahis siteleri as he opened his fly, too far down in his personal heaven to bother about anyone seeing. His cock stood at attention, hard, glistening with pre-cum.

“That’s a pretty cock you have” whispered Sophie, meaning it. She was taking it between her two feet, feeling his saliva mixing with his precum, moaning again as she started to jerk his cock between her feet.

“This is… God, yes!” Andre stuttered. He took Sophies feet in his hands and held them there, then started to buckle.

“I want to fuck your feet”, he explained, and did.

Sophie was delighted, and swayed a bit, almost cumming from her wet panties rubbing on her clit. She freed one foot from his hands and tickled his balls with the toes.

“Hmmmm” she purred. Nice and filled with a lot of fresh hot cum. Will you drench my sweet toes in your cum?” She felt his cock throb as she said it. Giggling, she added: “Well, it seems you like the idea!”

She to let him fucking her toes, pinching her nipples through her dress, and cherishing his delight. Finally, she felt his cock harden and the she saw the tell-tale contraction of his balls. She quickly bend down, grabbed her heel, and bend forward, taking his cock and aiming the head into her heels.

“Cum for me now” she asked him hoarsely. And cum he did. Sophie couldn’t help but count aloud… four…five…six huge spurts of cum splashed into her shoe, each one a thick, hot, gooey mess. She could hardly speak out loud anymore. Finally, his spurts slowed to a drizzle. She kept jerking him until it was definitely over, lifted her shoe up, smiling happily…

“Such a mess” she awed. “You know, once we’re in the air, I’m going to fuck myself with this heel, work your cum into my pussy”. His cock twitched once more as she said it, but he was spent for good.

“Be a Prince Charming and put my shoe on my feet, will you, please?” He slipped her foot into the cumy mess and saw how his cum oozed off the sides.

“Anything for my Cinderella”, he managed to say.

She smiled. “Close your eyes, Sweetie”. Once he did, Sophie slipped out of her panties, soaked as they were, and put them on his face.

“What’s… are those… is it…” he fumbled for the right word.

“Enjoy your little souvenir!”

Sophie stood up, feeling his cum sloshing on her toes.

“Maybe a cute flight attendant will notice…” she thought to herself, smiling at the thought.

Then, she walked away to pre-board her flight.

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Author’s Note: This is a true story about a recent night. This is just a short, down and dirty story about a quickie we had. Sorry, but there is no character development or romance. Just wham, bam, thank you Ma’am.

*****

We were lying in bed watching a movie and simply relaxing. It had been an easy day following a long work week. We had sushi for lunch and then went to a high school football game to watch her daughter’s first game as a cheerleader. Somewhere in there we worked in a little shopping but nothing serious, mostly just looking around while enjoying the time with each other. We didn’t even do housework or chores in the yard.

She suddenly sat up and swung her legs off the bed. “Scratch my back, Babe.”

Still focused on the movie, I reached over and slid my hand under her shirt and started scratching just below her bra.

“Under.”

I forced my fingers under the band of her bra and continued to lightly scratch her back. My nails caught on a small hard nub,

“Ouch! What is that?”

“I don’t know. Lay down.”

She lay down sideways on the bed, her feet hanging over the side. I pulled the back of her shirt up and unfastened her bra. There was a small ingrown hair that I took care of quickly. I then took my time and checked the rest of her back, slowly letting my fingers just glide across her creamy skin. There was nothing else to worry about canlı bahis şirketleri but I pulled a few tiny hairs just to give me more time enjoying the contact with her. I started to refasten her bra when she stopped me.

“Scratch all over.”

I lightly scratched her back again, not scratching as much as dragging my nails across her skin. Her skin is so fair and delicate that I easily left a checkerboard pattern of marks on her.

“Lower.”

I pulled the waist band of her jeans down a couple of inches just exposing the top of her ass. I slowly ran my hands over the newly exposed skin, still scratching lightly. Reaching under the waist band I gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze. Since she didn’t complain, I pulled her jeans down a little more and massaged her tender globes. I leaned in and added delicate kisses to the attention I was giving her. I didn’t know how far she wanted me go tonight but I intended to find out. I kissed from the small of her back down to where her jeans were. I hadn’t fully uncovered her treasures yet. I stood and pushed my shorts to the floor letting my hard cock spring free then bent forward and kissed her ass cheeks. My hands were at her hips, tugging at her jeans to remove them fully.

“What are you doing?” She asked without looking back.

I didn’t answer and continued to remove the denim garment and panties that were in my way. She canlı kaçak iddaa raised her hips slightly to let me finish the task. With her clothing out of the way, I spread her legs and moved between them. I kissed the back of her neck, letting my hardness touch her. There was no attempt to enter her, just more gentle kisses and unguided contact. Her hips started to move, trying to make our bodies line up properly. I reached down and slid my hand across her mound and dipped a finger into her. She was already wet. She raised her right knee up on the bed to give me better access. I aligned myself with her and slowly sank into her depths.

“Mmmmmm.” The sound escaped her lips as I penetrated her.

Grabbing her shoulders, I thrust hard into her, pounding the pussy that had become my personal playground in the two years that we had been together. She bucked against me while I fucked her from behind. I reached up and under her with my right hand and grabbed one of her large pillowy tits and pulled her to me. My left hand was now on top of her ass, my thumb pressing on her puckered hole. As I continued slamming into her, I increased the pressure with my thumb. She reached back, grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand, pushing my thumb into her. My thumb slid past her tight ring and into her ass. I could feel my dick with my thumb as I fucked her. Feeling pressure building in my balls, I pulled canlı kaçak bahis out of her juicy slit and pressed the tip of my dick against her ass.

Even with the heavy coating of her juices on my cock, I was not able to enter her rear opening. I left her on the bed, panting and exposed, long enough to retrieve a bottle of lube from the dresser drawer. I squeezed a generous amount on her ass and coated my hand as well. While I stroked my cock to reach maximum hardness, I pushed my thumb back into her. It entered easily. I lined myself up again and slowly pushed into her. I am not endowed with a thick cock and this time my arrow shaped head eased its way inside. I paused for a moment to let her adjust to me and then slowly pushed the rest of the way in. She moaned and began to hump against me. I guided her hips but did not move mine. I simply enjoyed letting her fuck herself on my dick.

I didn’t last long with the tightness of her ass wrapped around my cock. I felt myself starting to cum so I pulled her to me and emptied my seed into her. When my rapidly deflating dick popped out of her ass, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over. I latched my mouth onto her clit and flicked at it with my tongue. I jammed two fingers inside her pussy and stroked her inner walls. It was only seconds before she came, flooding my mouth and the bed with a river of clear liquid. I fought to stay between her legs but she pushed my head away and went to the bathroom to clean up. I pulled my shorts on and kicked back on my side of the bed. She came out of the bathroom wearing a thong and a t-shirt. She hopped on the bed, kissed me and said, “Wanna order a pizza?”

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I will be jumping more or less right into it. Everyone involved is well over 18.

* * * * * * *

I had seen a few exciting things while fooling around online, nothing overt or graphic, but the way my mind is wired I was left turning them over and over all day. The day ahead suddenly seemed to be very long and all I wanted to do was skip right to the bedroom and end the night early. But I had to wait, had to be good for a while, and had to wait out the clock. So when it finally came time to come to bed, I wasn’t exactly tired. I waited until she finished making the bed for us to sleep in and I threw myself down, pulling her on top of me. I reached up and grabbed her hair to pull her lips to mine.

With my free hand I took advantage of the sudden position to explore her body, enjoying her stunned reaction at the turn of the night’s events. I thought of when we started dating, when I wasn’t allowed to grab her butt or breasts, for modesty’ sake, and thought about how electric that made the night to never quite get what you want, and I wanted to pretend I was under the same restrictions to draw the evening out. I wanted to make her need me like I needed her at that moment.

Up her thighs, around her waist, up her spine, I let my hand drift. Up to her neck, cradling her head in both hands and I kept her body close to enjoy her grinding down on me. Meanwhile she needed one hand to prop herself up, but did her best to reciprocate my attention with the other by seeking out anything she could touch. I brought my lips to every innocent part of her I could reach, planting a kiss or dragging my tongue along her skin. I wanted to hear her breath hitch, to hear her moan and feel her try to place herself where my lips would venture further, and she did not dissapoint, bringing her collarbone to my lips so I could pull her shirt down with my teeth.

Finally, I caved and slipped my hand under that shirt to pull it off, with her bra quickly following, only to throw her off of me and prop myself up on an elbow as I lay beside her.

I slid my arm under her neck and sidled up right beside her, this time my other hand free to explore her exposed body, and teased her for a long while. Never touching beneath the hem of her thin yoga pants, but taking delight in dragging my fingers across her expposed belly and breasts. I drew my fingertips down her navel and around to her side, before running my palm back up to the start. Once back to her chest, I made sure never to touch her nipples, teasing instead all the skin around them. Under and between, up to the base of her neck to illegal bahis cradle her windpipe in my gentle hand, moving my fingers further to her ear before finally coming back down. Soon, I wanted more, though and brought my fingers to the hem of her pants.

I teased the line then, and slipped my fingers beneath the fabric momentarily ro run from one hip to the other and bringing my hand down to the side closest to me. With a nudge from me, she lifted herself off the bed long enough for me to hook the waistband and slide them out from under her so they could removed entirely. Now I had plenty more territory to explore. I ran my hand up her thigh and followed the curves to just miss her dampening panties. I wanted to draw it out further, and so I stayed off that black cotton, choosing to cross over her waist once again along the hem and back down ger other leg. Again I came back up her inner thigh once more, ending right before her last little bit of clothing. Then up her belly to circle her breast, then gently along her collar bone before grabbing her neck and forcing her head back for me to bite and lick. When she finally tried to turn to me I grabbed her hand and pushed it back to the bed, the arm under her well placed to grab it, pinning her in place on her back. I bent across her body and took a nipple in my mouth as I started all over, this time my bringing my hands down to graze across her slit through the dampening fabric.

We talked during all this, of course. When I wasn’t planting kisses along her stomach and breasts, I told her how much I enjoy teasing her, making her moan and writhe. I told her how I wanted to torture her and control her and as I did so I passed my fingers down her slit, the fabric still separating me from her most sensitive areas as I go beyond it and press my fingers to her rosebud. I hold that pressure as I drag them back up, pressing the fabric gently into her slick pussy, then across her clit as I return to her mound and stomach.

Eventually I reached between her legs to wrap my hand under her ass and grab the lip of her panties, peeling them out from under her ass and down her legs in one motion but kept them close by as I resumed my teasing.

Having her exposed just made her more wanting, but it didn’t mean I was going to be more giving. Now when I ran my finger down her thighs and along her slit, it was all the more sensitive; and I was sure to do so. I let the tip of my finger dip into her, collecting some of her wetness before bringing it straight to her lips while whispering how she looked so good with something in her mouth. illegal bahis siteleri

I didn’t let her suck long, instead pulling my hand away and going back to touching her, my wet finger going first to her nip closest to me, then back to her belly and around to her hip. She couldn’t keep still as I did this, her hips and legs squirmed constantly, especially when my hands weren’t on them. I made a point to keep the attention even, spending as much time above the navel as below it, alternating between focusing on her breasts and stomach, or running my hands straight up her chest to push her neck into the mattress

Eventually I dipped down to spend some time teasing her clit and dipping my finger inside her. I love it when she’s wet and savored the feeling of her, so ready for more, before I withdrew and brought it this time to her nipple. I coated the sensitive flesh with her taste and went to lick it off. I held her nipple in my mouth and groped the other breast, squeezing and stroking the soft mound.

She got loud then, moaning and trying to dislodge me because it was so sensitive, but she could only prompt me to stop for a moment. I stuffed her panties in her mouth and told her that I know she could cum like this, from this kind of attention, and then I went back to my ministrations. I was merciless, with my togue and my teeth, ignoring her requests for a minute to catch her breath, and didn’t quit until she had moaned out her first orgasm.

With that done, I pulled her panties out and lay down beside her, using the arm underneath her to pull her up and over me, pushing her head down to my cock, then with her lips around me I pushed her head down as far as she could take it, setting her pace before I left her to please me. She pushed herself to make the most of her new position, and set about trying over and again to take all of me. She adjusted her position to be entirely between my legs, on her knees on the bed. I could see her squeezing her legs tight in lust as post orgasmic pleasure rippled through her, trying to eke out every ouce of pleasure as she lost herself in her work.

I watched her build up to another orgasm like that, her blowjob getting more erratic and sloppier, the spit running down around me. At last she shot up. I watched her stroke me with one hand while the other went to collect the drool off her lips. She climbed up to straddle me and got ready to sink down, with my hand wrapped around myself to guide into her, but I didn’t let go and left her with only the top half of my cock able to push inside her. She moaned and whined canlı bahis siteleri in frustration, but I told her I wanted to feel her dripping down onto me, and wanted to make her wait.

We talked for 5 minutes or so, with her riding me as best she could, until I thought she was ready to cum again, and pulled my hand away and let her sink down to my base. It did not take her long to ride put her next one as she wanted, and I let her enjoy it fully before taking her by the hair and pulling her onto me. I wrapped a hand around her and held her ass, my finger teasing her back hole and fucked myself up into her through the next.

That position is not good for very long though and I wanted to keep in control, so I pushed her to the side so she woudl roll off of me, and went with her. We stayed joined as we tumbled across the matress and when I was on top, I wasted no time in resuming my pace. I focused on keeping myself buried inside her, using short thrusts that let me grind our hips together to keep her on edge, pushing her further and further. As much as I wanted her to cum again, I wanted even more to break her, to get her to where she couldn’t think, couldn’t speak except to beg me to use her as my own toy, so I had to ease off my pace and hold her near her peak. I slowed, and kept her as close to that edge as I could. I made sure to vary myself so she could not anticipate my next thrust, sometimes pulling out to the tip, sometimes pushing deep and holding myself steady, until she finally started beggeing.

As soon as she said the words, I pulled my knees under myself and sat up, lifting her legs up into air. She only asked me to treat her like a little fucktoy and I wasted no time getting started. I heard her start to cum as soon as I began fucking her like that, as soon as I was using long, hard, strokes to drive her request home. And I got what I wanted. That orgasm she was rocking through became another, rolling through them nonstop until I slowed and began pacing myself for my pleasure. Eventually I felt myself getting close and I pulled out and rolled off the bed, pulling her gently by her hair so her she was on her back with her head hanging off the edge of the bed.

I stood over her then, feeding my cum covered cock to her while I leaned over to push my fingers inside her. I mostly watched as she tried to pull her head up and pull me into her throat, watched her get more erratic about it as I pulled my fingers out and pressed a single one into her ass, gently working it in to the knuckle, and watched as it forced her to cum once again and take the last inch of me as her throat opened up. I wasn’t far behind, finally having built up enough pent up pleasure to bring myself to release, pulling out only a minute later to finish on her chest and throat, listening to her moan as she rubbed it into her skin.

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Somewhere along the line something funny had happened I decided. My name was Charlotte, and along with a group of 4 other girls we were unable to leave the space station. It wasn’t for the lack of being physically restricted, there were escape pods often just meters from them, and in fact my first lesbian experience had happened in one, but anybody who tried to leave just froze. They stood in place for hours, mind completely blank unable to move unable somebody moved them back to the middle of the room and spanked them. Most of us suspected it was something to do with the blue braces on our arms which we were unable to remove, any attempt would also end us up frozen.

In fact being frozen was a common occurrence, not just at escape attempts but seeming whenever anybody other than the group of 5 wanted them to be. At various points people of both genders would visit the ship. The group, who ‘affectionately’ known to all the travellers at the bitch-sluts or something just the BS were then slaves to whoevers will. This could be done by being frozen, just going with it or for rewards which were handed out at the end. Rewards varied but were basic just necessities — food, water although these days more toys were being ‘gifted’ to the BS’s.

I had lost count of the number of times she’d been frozen early on, although now she realised the futility and went along with it more. Most of her visitors were in fact girls who she was often required to lick furiously until they had their orgasm again and again. Whilst almost all things sexual I had now experienced, there had been one that I had never tried, anal. Until today.

I and the other BS’s watched as the travellers came up. I noticed Jane quickly, a visitor I had licked to orgasm plenty of times. Jane nodded at I and without a word they departed from the main room and into one of the many side rooms, this one was simply titled Snow, not because it was cold, but because it was completely white.

“The normal?” I asked.

“To start with yes, sometime in things will change but just go along with it, it will be obvious what’s different.” Came Jane’s reply

I moved up against the wall, head pressed hands pressed up against it, ass firmly pushed out towards Jane. I turned my head round to see her disrobe down to her bra and thong. She was an attractive lady, long blonde hair, greeny-blue eyes and some very large tits. I felt her hands run up my legs to remove my skirt, knickers and tights, before she moved up, instinctively I put my hands up in the air and she took off my shirt and bra. Even after all this time, I still blushed slightly uncomfortable about being nude among somebody I only knew threw weekly sex visits.

As I put my hands back on the wall, I felt Jane’s fingers enter my pussy. She was pressed up against me, one hand fingering my pussy roughly the other squeezing my tits. Her fingers in my pussy were pushing in deep but with skill. It wasn’t long my pussy was soaking and her fingers were wet. I was starting at the wall, moaning loudly as was Jane’s preference, and I could almost see her power hungry smile. As I reached my climax she stopped, so close to orgasm I nearly wept in disappointment. She was at teasing me like this, only once had I ever cum with her, dozens of other times I had been left hanging on the edge. This time I was sure she had mis-calculated but instead I was burning with passion. She put her fingers in my mouth and without a thought I licked them clean, before feeling her other hands fingers enter my pussy again. However instead of teasing me this close to the edge she simply got her fingers wet before putting those in my mouth. It was a taste I was used to by now, not a favourite of mine and nothing I would do by choice if given not to, but hardly the worse thing ever and something I could taste perfectly fine. After she had made sure her hands were clean of my juice she pulled me away from the wall.

I watched Jane take her bra and knickers off at last before she sat against the wall and spread her legs apart. I knelt down before she spoke

“Slightly different today, make sure your on all fours, head in my lap licking me as normal but ass held high up to the sky.”

I did as she obeyed, Jane canlı bahis şirketleri was somebody who was ready to freeze me at the slightest excuse and spank me unless I was red and raw. I started to lick Jane’s pussy, moving my whole head up with my tongue as she moaned softly. I noticed that her eyes were open this time, normally they were closed. I didn’t give it any thought as I continued to lick her. I felt her hands on my head, another rare event, although it had happened before but never this early.

Then I felt somebody else’s hands on my hips. Instinctively I made to move to turn around but Jane’s hands held my head in place.

“Uh uh, keeping licking, not your business to know.”

As I went back to licking I felt the hands on my hips move to my ass, and a male voice said

“Phwar what a body.”

“Yeah,” I heard Jane reply, “Anal virgin as well”

That’s when I realised what was happening, I was starting to panic. Sex with most guys that arrived, was rough, although it was semi-rare for her, normally it was just blowjobs until them cummed in her mouth and made her swallow it. Anal was a avenue she had not even considered. Any remaining doubts about what was happening went when I felt a plastic nozzle of something pressed against my asshole and squeezed in, presumably lube I hoped. I felt the man’s hands pull my ass cheeks apart and his cock put in place on my hole. Then with no hint of being gentle, he forced it all in.

As the cock seared inside me I felt many things, degraded was there a constant companion of mine. Embarrassment was another. The pain was huge, for something to so suddenly invade something so tight was nearly unbearably. I screamed loudly, stopping my eating out of Jane at the sensation washed over me. I felt used, again a common feeling but never this high.

I nearly orgasmed then and there.

There was nothing like it, there was no reason why I should like it, I didn’t mind rough heck I didn’t mind servicing multiple people at once but there was something about being totally and utterly used, for only his pleasure, none of my own. For no servicing, no biological need only the tight sensation for the man and the sight of me with my eyes wide and asshole stretched that for no reason made me more horny than anything I could have possibly imagined. And that was the first thrust.

I felt the cock push its way inside me, once twice more. My whole body moved with its entry. Any though of licking Jane were gone, not that she seemed to care — she was clearly enjoying the sight in front of her.

“Wow this is tight, she needs to her ass more.” Said the man

“Clearly does, not great at this yet, need her trained up though before the games begin next week.” Replied Jane.

This might as well have been in another language, relax my ass whilst I had a cock in it? How on earth did you even try and do that. Also having being in space for so long a week meant nothing up here, though if I was honest it wasn’t my priority at that point.

I felt the man’s cock leave my ass, before I felt the nozzle come back, this time a very large amount of some fluid spurted out, and the man’s finger entered my ass.

“Fuck it’s still tight, guess it comes from having being a virgin at it.” He said as his finger helped spread the fluid in my ass. It was marginally better than the cock in terms of pain, although it still hurt. His finger left my hole, and he barked:

“Ok hands on your arse, spread that hole for me, let’s see if we can make this work.”

Slowly I moved my hands behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart. I think I moved slowly than they liked, I felt a slight tingling sensation — an early sign of a possible freezing but it went away before it came.

The man was clearly eager to get on with fucking my ass, almost as soon as I had spread myself for him his cock was back in. This time his cock slid in easier, although not much. After a few entries he put his hands on mine, further pushing my cheeks apart and widening my hole. His cock, which felt massive in my tight hole mercilessly forced it way in deep inside me.

“That’s better, still a bit tight but more accommodating now; if this bitch could only relax canlı kaçak iddaa then it would be perfect.” Came the voice

“Yeah this is what the training is for though, when it comes time for everything to be in place she might be better.”

“Better be one of the others is like pro at it, feels awesome.”

“Well we’ll have to see.”

This casual conversation I almost didn’t hear. My world at the moment was one full of movement. My asshole stretched against his cock being relentlessly pounded away. A world of pain, shame and yet I was still as horny as I had ever been. My pussy was dripping and desperate. Then without warning the man cummed in my ass. A stick mess filtered in my ass.

“Well I’m done for now, I’ll see you soon Jane, you can clear her up and I’ll see you soon.”

“Yeah bye Bill came the voice; yeah I’ll clean her up.”

I was curious as to why the Bill was asking Jane to clean me, normally after a visitor session it was mandatory to wash unless otherwise requested and every part of us had to be spotless without exception. I then found out that Bill/Jane’s idea of clean was clearly very different to mine.

“Now don’t move unless I tell you to.” Said Jane, she moved behind me and took a long look at my ass. Gave it a firm slap then stuck a finger inside. Like Bill before I felt her finger explore my ass, although this time her fingers were rubbing against were Bill had cummed inside me. I moaned loudly and her fingers continued to explore. I had a strong idea of what was coming now, and seconds later I was proven correct. Jane’s clean hand opened my mouth before her other fingers placed themselves in my mouth on my tonguee and I licked them clean. Whilst it didn’t taste any different to when I swallowed straight from a guy’s cock the knowledge made me more disgusted than normal. Jane’s hands repeated this process twice more, and then when she was sure I was clean she went to her cloths and out of one of the pockets and pulled out a device that I hated with a passion, Jane’s bright blue programmable vibrator.

“Ok up on the table then.”

I moved to obey, the knowledge of what was about to come had me as worried as fearful as normal. I got on the table but then panicked.

“Please I said, please it’s been a tough day already.” I begged

“No complaining, I’ll be back early morning.”

“But…”

I never finished the word, I froze still. Unable to move I felt the handcuffs restrain my arms, ropes tie my legs apart to the table then when Jane was sure I was unable to move physically, she moved me onto my side, and spanked my ass and unfroze me, although I still couldn’t move at all. Then after making sure I couldn’t even move on my side with some more rope she moved onto of me straddling me at first and she fiddled with the dreaded vibrator.

“Oooh you shouldn’t have complained, I’ll come late morning then, and maximum efficiently.”

A programmable vibrator, the memory of when she had first told me was still clear. A device that initially was made to help women achieve orgasm easier. It could measure how close you were and speed up or whatever your preference was to help finish you. Only some people, like Jane, found it was more fun to set it to denial mode. Instead of vibrating till orgasm it brought you to the end then stopped dead leaving you begging for more. Then when you had calmed down enough it restarted to leave you on the edge again. It would only stop this with user intervention, so Jane liked to leave it going for a few hours as she left and returned.

“Well given that its only 9pm now back on Earth, I’ll return say noonish. Bill might make a visit too if you’re lucky.” With that she cheekily kissed the vibrator and pushed the start button. Immediately it started to vibrate hard and fast. Even in Jane’s hands I could feel its force, and it was quickly placed in my pussy. Jane waved and left the room.

Initially it felt great; I didn’t want to enjoy it though. I knew how it liked to tease, how it found all the spots that made you wet, how it knew how loudly you moaned and rubbed harder on those areas, all intended to pleasure the user. It rubbed my clit hard as my pussy went wet again. Then on the edge canlı kaçak bahis it stopped leaving me screaming in frustration.

5 minutes passed, my breather slowed but then it restarted. Pleasure flowed though me initially again but again it stopped, quicker this time. Then after another pause it started. Again and again it happened. I struggled against the ropes desperate to bring myself to release, knowing it was impossible but desperate for a release. Again and again the device whirred, never letting me orgasm, never quite finishing me.

I lost feeling of time, my body went numb, my voice was hoarse. After what felt like an eternity Jane arrived back with a man, who was presumably Bill (this was the first time I actually had seen him.)

“Please Jane, please, let me orgasm.”

“Tut tut, we’ve only just arrived! You need to patient.”

“Pleeease I’ll do anything!”

“You’ll do anything anyway if I say so.”

“Please I’m begging you, let me!”

“As I said be patient, it’s not fair if you orgasm before me and Bill is it?”

“Please!”

“Silence or we’ll go right now, were not due back until the games start.”

I waited, still desperate as the device whirred inside me. I couldn’t control the moaning, not that they seemed to care. They undressed as slowly as possible, clearly enjoying the scene in front of them, Bill’s cock was rock hard, and Jane’s smile was as predatory as it had ever been. Eventually they took the device out of me, but no more attention was giving to my burning pussy.

“You’ve got my vibrator all wet, and you haven’t even cleaned it yet.”

I wondered briefly how I any of that was my fault before Jane lowered the vibrator to my mouth. As per normal I licked it clean. Meanwhile Bill untied me.

“Well time for round 2, get yourself bent over that table.”

I got up slowly, tired from my ordeal and lent on the table. I was knackerd and desperate for an orgasm but knew it wasn’t coming yet. When I was in position Bill placed my hands on my ass. I felt the increasingly familiar nozzle on my hole. Meanwhile Jane had a camera and it was fiddling with the controls. She moved in a circle around me taking two pictures of me front on, then several from behind. I noticed the red light on the camera turn on — great I though, now she’s recording me.

“Give a wave for the Camera” said Jane.

As I gave a nervous half-hearted wave back I felt Bill insert his cock in my ass and I gasped. He held it in their for a second, before withdrawing it. That shame feeling from earlier, that embarrassment pain and the feeling of being used all mixed together to create something both wonderful and appalling. Before he put his cock back in he gave my ass a slap. He entered me again, but withdrew quicker this time before placing it back in. Unlike earlier he managed to get a rhythm going, his cock sliding in and out of my most private place. Every entry causing me to gasp in pain, and moan in delight. All the meaning Jane was recording me, one hand clearly on her pussy stroking it. As Bill fucked my ass he started to slap it as well. I cried out at the punishment my arse was taking but the only effect it has was to cause Jane’s smiled to widen. After what felt like an age Bill stopped and moved in front of the table.

“Mouth, open now! Quickly!”

I moved to obey, although he was clearly close to cumming and didn’t hang around. Instead of me giving him a blowjob, he was face fucking me. I struggled to take the cock in my mouth properly but luckily he cummed quickly.

“Swallow it!” He Barked.

I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t asked/ordered to swallow it, but I did as he asked. I opened my mouth after to prove it.

“Good girl, well I’ll see you next week for the games” Said Bill.

“See ya” Said Jane.

“Wait! What about my orgasm!” I said.

“Oh yeah, well just be glad Bill was kind enough to fuck you and leave it at that or I can get the vibrator back out.”

“But…” I started to say.

“No more lip out of you, say thank you to Bill or else.”

I started at Bill, say thank you to somebody who had used me for their pleasure with even less though of my own than normal?

“Thank you Bill.” I mumbled.

“Louder, say it like you mean it.”

“Thank you Bill!”

“That’s better, well bye”

So there I was. I was desperate to orgasm and very sore. We were unable to self-pleasure these days; we got frozen if we tried.

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Summary to date: the love of kink brought Phil and Cindy Duggan together, but they were able to hide their kinky side from the outside world while raising six kids.

The story picks up with Phil’s solo ride home from their lake cottage…

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The ride home from the cottage seemed to fly by. Pulling into my driveway, I noticed the neighbor’s ‘For Sale’ was down. I thought there must have been another realtor change as the place was sitting empty for nearly two years. The asking price was just too high. Although we lived in an expensive community, ours was in the older section with one house right next to the other. Privacy fences were the rage.

Our house was one of the few without two privacy fences. There was one between us and our neighbors to south, but only small, widely spaced bushes separated us from the empty house. We were good friends with the previous neighbors, so we decided to go with bushes, mulch and flagstones. It made our yards look bigger.

Our drive was on the side away from the vacant house. I was surprised to see people moving on its back patio when I pulled in. I also did a quick double-take because they were nude; at least I thought they were naked.

I got out of the garage quickly to see if I was crazy. I wasn’t!

A rather handsome, tanned couple entered the house. Both were indeed naked although I only caught the tail end of things; very nice tail ends I might add. Not trying to be too conspicuous with my gawking, I opened the trunk, removed my luggage, and went into the house.

Needless to say my curiosity and interest were peaked.

The answering machine was aglow with messages. As is my style, I go to it first whenever I am away. The key message was from the realtor. She explained the house closed about three weeks ago. (I didn’t know she sold it!). Our new neighbors were Doug and Maura Jensen; transferees from San Francisco.

The images of Doug and Maura pre-occupied my mind as I unpacked, started laundry, and sorted the mail. From time to time I went to the windows to look over onto their patio. Our bedroom windows were higher, and one could look directly down onto their patio. The window in the study had a direct view of their patio. Of interest was the large hut tub they added; we love the one we have at our lake cottage.

I felt like such the voyeur as I peered for a look see.

I transcribed the mental list of the tasks I made on the drive home. Number one was mowing the lawn. Normally I would have waited until Sunday, but I thought I just might get another peek of my new neighbors.

The lawn wasn’t too bad as a service cut it while we were gone; so this mow wouldn’t take long. I did the front first. As I began to mow the back the Jensen’s reappeared.

They were now clothed.

Maura was adorned in a pure white, seductively cut tank suit. In her matching white heels, she was close to six feet tall. Her frame was large, but not flabby. It was easy to guess Maura’s size because she looked remarkably like my wife, Cindy, who was still blessed with those perfectly formed, full B-cup breasts on her thirty-six inch chest. Maura’s hips flowed into an alluring derriere which was sculpted upon smooth, tanned legs ending in those heels.

She too had auburn hair and she shook it out as she eased onto a lounge chair. Her arms rested seductively on the sides as she positioned her legs in a captivating manner. Her lips were ruby red and inviting. I had a difficult time mowing a straight line.

Doug took a chair next to Maura after placing their drinks on the table between them. A rose colored suit covered his area. I’ve never seen a man in a rose swim suit before, and based on my experiences, I believed it to the bottom from a woman’s suit. Regardless, he was good looking. Cindy would cream herself if she saw him.

As I approached them on my mowing path, they looked in my direction so I waved. They waved back in a very friendly manner, so I stopped the mower as I neared their patio.

“Welcome to the neighborhood. I’m Phil Duggan.”

“Maura and Doug Jensen,” was Maura’s friendly acclamation. “Come over and join us.” Maura gestured toward an empty patio chair and Doug waved me over encouragingly.

“Care to join us in a glass of wine?” was their first offer as I sat.

“I’d love too, but I need to finish the yard and a few other things before I relax.” I remained calm on the outside, while lusting inside. The more I studied Maura, the more she looked like Cindy. Even her eyes were the same hazel color. It was weird. I’ve heard everyone has a twin somewhere in the world, but to be living next door was bizarre.

The only difference I could see was in the dress and make-up. Cindy dressed a bit more conservatively. Cindy’s cosmetics were simple, Maura’s bold. Cindy’s nails were nicely trimmed and done in softer colors. Maura’s nails were talons, each ending in a sharp point and finished with a smooth, glossy enamel matching her lips.

My eyes güvenilir bahis went back and forth between them as we talked.

Doug was handsome, plain and simple: black hair ala JFK jr. with blue eyes and a radiant smile. He was also well endowed. When he sat back in the chair, I could see his flaccid cock outlined in his rose colored bottoms. (I was now sure they were women’s by the way they were cut and how they were joined at the side of his hips.)

Doug’s body was hairless and I assumed his groin would be was also since his suit was so skimpy. His pecs were decent for a guy our age. His nipples were larger than average, causing a few filthy thoughts to enter my mind. If Cindy were here, she would be insatiable when we went back to our house. She loved good looking people.

Despite my aroused hormone level, the conversation remained neighborly. Doug was a manager for a big name investment firm and Maura was a sales rep for an ‘intimate apparel company.’ This explained the bathing suits.

As my attention went from one to the other, their eyes always met mine with a lustful look, followed by a quick glance at the other and then back to my eyes. A small smirk formed on their mouths as if to say, “I know what you’ve been looking at.” And, they were right!

My eyes couldn’t help but looking at Doug’s body and the nice sized cock filling his suit. Nor was it possible not to notice how Maura pulled her bottoms snug against her plump pussy; the outline of which was clearly visible. Likewise, her two thick nipples poking through the thin cloth of her top somehow caught my attention. My cock was fattening a bit. I was glad I was wearing loose fitting shorts.

We talked for about a half hour. They learned about my job, our lake cabin, our kids in college (theirs’ too) and Cindy; the Cindy who was the mother of six and my wife of thirty years. They were excited to meet her when she returned next week. I did remark about the likeness between the ladies. Maura cooed and said she hoped they have a lot more in common than simply good looks. Doug’s gave her a knowing grin. I simply smiled.

When it was time for me to bid adieu and finish the lawn, Maura invited me for dinner. “Being a bachelor for a few week, you’ll probably cook nothing for yourself. So why don’t you have dinner with us tonight?’

After chuckling my acceptance, I offered to bring wine. Cocktails would start as soon as I could get there. I told them I’d be quick. I tried not to run as I mowed.

While I was in the shower, my cock was getting harder with each thought. Soaping it was feeling all too good. Lewd thoughts of my new neighbors were turning into erotic images of debauchery. My mind drifted to Cindy and how, after meeting Doug and Maura, our sex would be wild and filthy.

Stroking my lathered rod, I envisioned Cindy sucking me off as I described how it was really Doug cock’s she wanted. It’s so hot to see another cock fill her mouth. I could see Cindy and Maura working it together; licking his shaft and frenching each other, using the head of his cock as an excuse to taste one another. Envisioning his thick rod glistening with their saliva, the fat round head slipping between their lips, each siren would be yearning for his load.

Fantasizing, my mind had Cindy pulling me into the suck fest. Maura guided Doug’s cock into my mouth as Cindy started stroking me; giving me her nasty instructions.

“Use your tongue in his hole. Now suck the head….hard. Allow your mouth to glide down the shaft. Suck him like you would want to be sucked. That’s it. Yes….you like sucking cock don’t you? I can feel it. You’re getting so hard. Do you want to wear panties like him too? Are the two of you going to be fuck and suck mates? Maura and I love to watch our men together. Don’t we Marura?”

I could see Maura pressing into Cindy as they started snaking their tongues together. Each was using one hand to pull the other’s nipples, while the other hand fingered the other’s pussy. The hotter they became the more I sucked. Each woman was on the verge of a climax and so was Doug.

Doug’s body tensed and then he exploded in my mouth filling it to the point of seeping down his shaft. I could hear the girls’ orgasms shatter through them as cum erupted from the end of my dick.

Snapping back to reality, my hand was covered, but I was still hard and desirous. I wanted more. Where was Cindy when I needed her!!

Dressing in summer casual for dinner I grabbed two bottles of white and two bottles of red and headed next door. Doug and Maura were gracious hosts. Dinner was great; the conversation was light and filled with laughter. We were all pretty tipsy when Maura said it was hot tub time.

Citing my need to go home for my suit, Doug offered one of his. We seemed to be about the same size so I said what the heck. Leading me to the guest room he returned in a minute with a lime green version of his rose suit from the afternoon. The size was XL and Lane Bryant was on the label. I smiled türkçe bahis and put it on. I must admit I loved the way it hugged my cock.

Leaving my shirt unbuttoned, I slipped on my sandals, gathered my clothes and headed for the hot tub. The night air was refreshing and the lights in the tub gave it a sensuous look. Doug and Maura were already in. Setting my clothes on a patio chair I joined them.

Walking up the steps I felt like a runway model as their eyes were giving me a solid review. I knew my hairless anatomy met with their approval. Both of them gave me kudos with ‘nice bod.’ Likewise was my response; as they were nude. The jets weren’t turned on yet.

If I would have moved between them, I knew there would have been a threesome right then and there. However, Cindy and I had some rules—no friends, no family, no co-workers and no sex with others unless we are both involved. It has served us well for thirty years, but still, tonight was a night I could easily cave in to lust.

They asked how I liked the suit and I grinned telling them I loved the feel. Taking a position across from them, Doug turned on the jets. We chatted for awhile and shared the Grande glass of wine they brought out. Maura’s lips prints on the rim were so erotic. It was fairly obvious Maura was rubbing Doug’s cock while we talked. My hand went to my own shaft a couple of times to make necessary adjustments.

About a half hour later I said I was tired and it was time to head home. I was really at the point where I either joined them, or go home to jack off. Thanking them for a wonderful evening, Maura slid over and gave me a good night smooch. Her naked breasts pressed against my arm, and her hand moved to my thigh—dangerously close. Her lips gently touched my cheek. She thanked me for the wine and said it was a wonderful day.

Doug stood slightly and moved across the tub to shake hands. The next thing I knew he slipped, falling directly on me, splashing water on us. Maura shrieked a bit as I caught Doug to break his fall. Not only did I catch him, I also caught a hard cock against my leg. He lingered for a moment before apologizing.

Changing positions as I stood to leave, my arousal was becoming noticeable. With a final thank you I started up the steps. Maura’s hand touched my outer thigh in a gesture for me to stop.

Looking directly at the outline of my plump rod, she said in a sultry voice, “Phil……enjoy yourself and pleasant dreams.” Her eyes slowly rose from the outline of my cock to my eyes, licking her lips with a wanton gesture along the way. Not only did she look like Cindy, but she acted like Cindy too. This was becoming all too hot for the first day.

Being a bit bolder from all the wine I replied, “You’ll be in my dreams for sure; both of you.” Doug and I made eye contact and we all exchanged smiles. Gathering my clothes I walked the thirty feet home. I was on a mission.

After drying off, I slipped into bed with a hand towel. My hands started to wander and caress my body. Images of Cindy and Maura biting my nipples entered my mind as I played with them; my cock becoming harder with every pinch and flick.

My thoughts were interrupted with moans from next door. Getting up, I peered through the window to see Doug fucking Maura on the deck beside the tub. Her legs were wrapped around him and her nails were clawing his back. They were lost in the act. It was surreal, Maura even fucked like Cindy.

Grabbing the hand towel I went to study for a better view. Sitting at the desk in darkness, I stroked my cock as my neighbors put on a show for me. Doug soon came but did not stop his passion. Sliding down between her loins, his mouth continued to please Maura. This drove both of us wild.

I thought of the taste of Cindy’s pussy as I licked her clean. I could see and feel her thighs on the sides of my face as her hands guided my face around her cunt. I could hear her moans as I sucked on her clit with our mixed juices. I could feel the shudder of her body as her orgasm overtook her.

Maura was orchestrating Doug’s head in the same manner. Her thighs were on the side of his head; her feet on his back. It didn’t take long for Maura and I to climax. I am not sure if I made any noise but both looked directly at the study window. Regaining my composure, I headed to bed.

Being early risers, Cindy and I are always out of bed before sunrise; even with hangovers. It was a habit we developed when the kids were young, as it was a great time to squeeze in a work out. Watching the day unfold is peaceful, regardless of the weather.

Sunday morning arrived and I thought of Doug, Maura, Cindy and my list of things I needed to do. I made a quick decision to be productive in spite of my cock saying good morning to me in its special way. Throwing on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, I started coffee and went to get the paper from the front drive. The temperature was perfect and the pre-dawn sky said it was going to be a beautiful day.

Pouring myself güvenilir bahis siteleri a cup I walked into the study to read the paper and begin a few tasks. After my second cup of coffee, I decided to go for my bike ride. I called Cindy when I returned.

She was thrilled to hear we had new neighbors. She asked a million questions. Where are they from? Are they nice? Are they good looking? The list went on and on. I recounted the day, our conversation, the dinner and hot tub; purposefully omitting any sexual overtones, inferences or activities. Cindy sensed I was holding something back. I closed my description with a simple, “I think you’ll really like them.” My mind was working.

Sunday was a work around the house day for me as well as Doug and Maura.

Maura was working in a halter top with a fashionable pair of shorts. Her thong was clearly visible. Doug caught me staring more than once and I saw him chuckling to himself. His shirtless body captured my attention a few times as well. We exchanged small talk from time to time and I offered to host cocktail hour today. They readily accepted.

Around five the three of us joined forces on my patio. Since none of us wanted to cook, I offered to treat them to dinner at one of our favorite places specializing in Northern Italian cuisine. Dinner was great as well as the company. We really got along well and I was really pleased they toned down the sexuality in public.

If we were going to be friends, this was going to be a must. Cindy and I worked too hard and had built many friendships. No one needed to know about this portion of our lives. The three of us were like any other people at the restaurant. On the way home Maura asked if anyone was interested in enjoying a night cap in the hot tub.

The vote was unanimous; we were hot tubing it again tonight. Pulling into the garage, I told them I needed to get my suit and do a few things. I’d be over in about ten minutes. Doug said he’d get the tub ready and Maura said she’d prepare night caps. I went into the house and decided to wear the one Doug loaned me again. The feeling it produced was very sensual. I took care of a few things, then grabbed a towel and headed over.

Doug and Maura were already in the tub and a tray of blender drinks were on the table. Maura whistled as I approached. “Nice suit,” she said flirtatiously.

Smiling, my reply was “Lane Bryant, I’m glad you like it.” We all broke out laughing. My response was just to ensure “they knew, I knew.” Maura asked me to bring over the drinks.

It was obvious they were nude again as Maura’s clothes lay folded on the chair next to the drinks. Her bra and thong were on top. Maura’s request for my brining over the drinks was actually a set up for me to see those intimates; a white lacy demi-cup with matching lace thong. If they weren’t watching me I would have fondled them, bringing the crotch to my nose in hopes of capturing a bit of her essence.

Making a mental note for later, I brought the drinks to the tub, offering them in my best waiter voice: “Madame, Monsieur…your beverage.”

“Thank you, Philippe,” was Maura’s response. I asked them to hold my drink until I got in and placed the pitcher between them on the tub deck.

When I entered Maura and Doug slid apart and Maura held out my drink telling to sit between them. “It’s cozier.”

The drink was refreshing and I took a long sip.

We chatted about the week ahead and about Cindy’s return. I wanted to have a little get-together so they could meet. Asking if they had plans for next weekend, they made it a point to say the entire weekend was clear. Since we all had a hectic week, we made a date for Friday night to finalize the menu and who would do what.

Accomplishing this task was a bit of a challenge. Having two nude and highly charged bodies on either side was a bit distracting to say the least. At one point Maura leaned over to say something to Doug, placing her hand on my thigh. She began to run her nails up and down my thigh. Doug wanted a refill so he knelt on the seat and reached behind me for the pitcher; his cock pressing into my upper arm. Maura then spilt a little of her drink and began wiping it from her breasts; rising slightly and exposing her nipples. The list goes on.

My head was swirling with lustful confusion. If Cindy was here, and this was a get-together with people from one of our groups, the sex would be long and hot. I wanted both Maura and Doug—RIGHT NOW. But Cindy wasn’t here. Sex would break our rule—one we kept for thirty years. Plus, these people were our neighbors. This too was off-limits.

What if I had sex with them and then Cindy hated them? What if they became possessive and overbearing? There were too many negatives for me to break our rule. On the other hand I was positive Cindy, Maura, Doug and I would be intimately involved soon after Cindy’s return. After all these years, I knew Cindy’s turn-ons, and Maura and Doug had them all!

In spite of my quandary, I loved every minute of this game. They kept asking about Cindy’s looks and my response was they will be very surprised. Maura’s and Cindy’s acute similarities only added to my natural tendency to touch. And to some extent, I did—I needed something.

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