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That night I wanted oh so badly to fuck Krissy, but my better judgement told me to take it slow and make sure things were okay with Marie.

But there were no problems. That night, Marie drifted to sleep in my arms as always, and the next morning my sexy wife woke me up by riding my cock as always. Part of the time she bent over me, pushing her nipples in my mouth while she whispered endearments in my ear: “Fill me up, Danny. I’m so lucky to have married such a stud. Thank you for fucking me so well.”

Then she sat up on my cock, gyrating like a belly dancer on amphetamines, her arms raised toward the ceiling and screaming almost incoherently with pleasure while her big tits bounced for me. In between the inarticulate Mariah Carey squeals, anyone listening could hear things like, “Fuck me, stud! Gimme me your cum, and then cum some more! Fuck your girl!”

When I finally came, Marie jumped off me as usual and ran down the hall to clean up and fix breakfast. Fucking in the mornings always energized her.

Personally, I’m not a morning person. I usually get moving more slowly, furious morning fucks notwithstanding. A few minutes later, after Marie had finished her shower and was already in the kitchen, I stumbled into the bathroom and started washing up.

I wasn’t in the shower more than a couple of minutes before I heard a knock.

“Danny, you in there?”

“What is it, Krissy?” I asked.

I heard the door open and through the haze of the bathroom curtain I could see Krissy’s vague form by the sink. “I’m sort of in a hurry this morning. Do you mind if I use the bathroom while you shower?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Great.” Then her hands pulled back the shower curtain and Krissy stepped in. The water began to spray against her perfect, teenage body. She smiled at me and said, “I just think we could save so much time if we shower together.”

My cock started hardening quickly. “It saves on water bills, too,” I said, and gave a short laugh. I took her head in her hands and kissed her on the top of her forehead, then brought her head up so that she looked me in the eye. “You look lovely this morning, sweetie.”

“Thanks, Danny. Would you like me to soap you up?”

She and I both soaped up our hands. casino siteleri She concentrated on massaging my cock with both hands. The way she pulled both her arms toward her torso so she could reach down to my groin brought her breasts together and pushed them out enticingly.

I took soapy hands to her large tits and covered them with slippery suds. Then I put both hands on her shoulders and pressed her down.

She willingly got on her knees in the shower. With the water cascading downward onto her head and back, she sandwiched my cock between her lovely oversized breasts and started rubbing it. The whole time, her face was lifted up so that she could look happily into my eyes. “Is this what you want, Danny? Me on my knees, worshiping your big dick? Tit-fucking you? It sure as hell is what I want.”

Krissy started varying her pace and movements. She started rubbing one breast upward while bringing the other downward, creating a slippery, soapy sensation that made me laugh out loud with pleasure. “Faster?” she asked, as her hands and tits sped to a blur. The hot water spraying us, the soap, the bouncing breasts and my subservient, sexy stepdaughter kneeling before me were both a visual and a tactile pleasure that was as great as any I could remember. “Come on, Danny, fuck my tits just like you fuck my mother’s. Are my tits as pretty as my mom’s?”

After a few minutes of fantastic tit-fucking that kept me perfectly balanced on a knife edge of cumming, I pulled Krissy to her feet and directed her to face away from me, toward the tiled shower wall. Instinctively knowing what I intended, she spread her legs and braced her hands against the wall. Her delectable ass thrust outward invitingly.

Krissy was so much shorter than me that I had to bend at the knees to position my cock under her jutting ass. When I lined my dick up and pushed up into her tight vagina, she gasped in surprise and short-lived pain. When I saw a trace of blood trickle down her leg and toward the drain I knew: she really was a virgin after all.

“I love you, sweetie,” I said, and kissed the back of her neck. “Am I your first time?”

“Uh! Uh! Oh God, Danny, yes! My first cock. My first time with Daddy!”

The hot water cascaded slot oyna over us, washing every trace of blood away. “I’ll be gentle, sweetheart. Don’t worry about the pain. It’ll go away soon.”

Krissy began to thrust back rhythmically. “It only hurt for a second,” she gasped. “I’m . . . uh! . . . uh! . . . fine now. Please, just fuck me harder. Give it to me like you give it to my mother. Make me scream for it like she does.”

I did. My first real thrust was so hard and sudden that Krissy’s heels lifted off the ground.

I spent the next several minutes with her thrashing in all directions, the tips of her toes barely touching the ground for balance. Gasping for breath, she danced on her tiptoes like a perverted ballerina on a spit – impaled on my cock. The shower water splashed over us as I held her hips and drove in and out, fucking her ruthlessly. She squirmed and wiggled under my control like a helpless fuckdoll. Her hands remained braced against the wall, but sometimes she balled her fists and pounded against the bathroom tiles. “Dear God!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “So big! So fucking big!” It gave me a twisted pleasure to think that her mother could hear her down the hall.

It seemed to last only a few minutes, but the fact that we ran out of hot water meant we must have been in the shower for far longer. When the cold water started spraying us, we both jerked and laughed in surprise. We quickly rinsed off and got out. When the water stopped, I heard Marie’s voice outside the door, “Breakfast is ready! Let’s start the day right!”

Krissy hugged me and stretched her short frame up toward my ear. “Please, Danny, don’t stop just yet. I want you to carry me over the threshold into the rest of the house.”

Her using the term “carry me over the threshold” made my cock pulse with lust. I immediately thought of the two of us embarking on a new phase in our lives, with her joining her mother as a co-wife. I pictured fucking her and her beautiful, sexy mother every day for years to come.

My horny stepdaughter put her arms around my neck and hopped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and ass. “Put your cock in me, Danny, so you can show me off to Mom.”

I slipped my cock into my stepdaughter’s canlı casino siteleri tight pussy again and after an initial gasp she immediately started laughing and bouncing happily on my dick, forcing me to support her lithe little body by grabbing her soft teenage ass from below. “Ready for breakfast?” I asked her. “Let’s go.”

A few moments later I walked into the kitchen, supporting my tiny, busty stepdaughter in my arms while she pistoned up and down on my cock, giggling in physical ecstasy and in the joy of putting on such a pornographic show for her mother. She clearly loved being on display, carried from room to room and shown off as Daddy’s little teenage fuckdoll. “Look at me, Mom!” Krissy cried, “Daddy’s fucking me so good! Hee hee hee!” She started spasming on my cock, squirming and bouncing even faster and cumming uncontrollably and giggling just like her mother. “Oh God, Mom! He’s so good! His cock is so good!”

Marie smiled at her daughter. “Yes, sweetie. He’s very very good.” She walked up to me and stroked my cheek. “Don’t worry, Danny. I’m okay. Just fuck her good.”

All my self-consciousness and misgivings dissipated with those words. I laid Krissy on the bare kitchen counter, letting her down gently so her ass rested on the edge and her legs hung down. Then, using the better leverage that came from not having to carry her around the house, I started ramming my cock deep into her.

“Oh Daddy!” she cried, “So deep! Fill me up, Daddy! Pump me full of baby juice! Get me pregnant!” Her head started thrashing from side to side. Her breasts, which still rose high despite lying on her back, wiggled and bounced with each thrust.

Marie approached us from the side and gently caressed my ass while I thrust over and over into her daughter. “Give it to her, Daddy,” she said in a surprisingly soothing voice. “Fill her up with cum.” Marie then moved behind me and pressed into my bare back so that I could feel her large breasts mashing against my body. Her hands grabbed my ass cheeks and she urged me onward, pushing me over and over into her daughter’s tight young pussy. “Fuck us both,” she urged. “Fuck us both from now on.”

When I came, the feeling was so intense it seemed as if every nerve in my body was concentrated in the head of my cock shooting life-giving sperm into the cock-loving fertile blonde sexpot beneath me. As I came in my beautiful stepdaughter, she implored me some more: “Fuck me Daddy. Please fuck me every day.”

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*

Val and I were close. We always did things together when her boyfriend or my girlfriend weren’t around; we were good friends. So, it was not unusual to find me sitting at her kitchen table smoking a cigarette, waiting for her to get ready. Tonight we were going to the local carnival. We both loved the rides and the greasy food.

I had just lifted the cigarette to my mouth, when Val slid into the room, snatching it from my hand, lifting it to her bright red shiny lips, sucking on it slowly as she stared at me, her eyes half closed, her mascara thick. Crushing the cigarette out in the ashtray before me, she exhaled, leaning down, pressing towards me, moving in close until her lips were nearly touching mine.

“How do I look?”

Val touched her hot smooth lips to mine. I could feel her lipstick, could taste it, as she pressed her lips to me. My cock began to grow, began filling with blood as her lips parted and her tongue rushed into my mouth. My cock filled completely, straining against the fabric of my tight-fitting jeans, wanting to be released.

Reaching up, I took Val into my arms, pulling her to me, our lips locked as our tongues danced. I turned her until she was sitting on my lap, my engorged cock touching her leg, pressing against her. I knew she could feel me. She moved on my lap, pressing her slim muscular thigh harder against bloated shaft.

“We should stop.” Val lifted her lips from mine, pressing her neck to my lips, begging me to kiss, to nibble at her soft perfumed skin.

“Why?” I kept kissing her neck as my hands gently massaged her small firm breasts.

“You have a girlfriend.” Val’s lips were on my neck as I reached under her tight shirt, lifting it, pinching at her swollen nipples.

“So?” I lifted her shirt, still farther up her lean hard body, pressing my check against her warm soft body, teasing her pert little nipple with my tongue.

Val sighed, cradling my head in her arm, pulling my into her, begging me to take more of her into my mouth.

“No.” Val pushed away from me just as I covered her whole breast, just I was about to suck her deep into my mouth.

Val stood, not bothering to pull her shirt down, leaving her flat stomach exposed, she moved away from me, turning, leaving the room. For a moment I watched, knowing she was right, knowing that we should not go on, knowing were we would end up. But as I watched her slender hips sway, her tight little ass moving, undulating under her tight jeans, I could not help myself. For too long had we had danced. Teasing each other, knowing what we both wanted, but never doing anything about it. Moving quickly, I sprang from my chair and caught her from behind. Throwing my arms around her, I cupped her soft firm small breasts in one hand as I pressed my other hand between her legs. She was hot, so hot that I could feel her heat through her jeans.

“Yes Val.” I pulled her into me, pressing her body to mine, as I kissed her neck.

“It’s wrong Bobby.” She melted into me, pressing herself to me, all her resistance broken.

“Then tonight we do the wrong thing.” I cupped my fingers between her leg, pulling her backwards still closer to me, nearly lifting her off the floor as I pressed my throbbing cock against her firm round ass.

Val turned in my grip, tilting her head up towards me, parting casino siteleri her lips asking, pleading me to kiss her. As our lips met, as out tongues picked up their dance once again, Val slid her hand down my body, fumbling with the closures of my jeans, pushing and pulling until they had slid down my thighs leaving nothing between her and my thick long cock but the thin fabric of my briefs.

“If we are going to be bad, I say we be real bad.” Slowly Val knelt before me, pulling down my thin cotton briefs as she slowly brought her mouth level with my stiff hard cock as she gently, loving, stroked me.

Looking up at me, her face painted with that devilishly cute smile of hers, that one that always made me hard, the one that made me want to always throw caution to the wind and just take her no matter the consequences, Val opened her mouth and while still looking up at me, slowly slid her open mouth over my thick hard cock, as she cupped my balls with her small warm hand.

For the next five minutes, Val did things with her mouth that I did not know were possible, that I had only dreamt of before that night. As she slowly slid her bright red lips down my shaft, she licked the bulbous engorged head of my cock with her tongue. First with the tip of her tongue and then with the thick wide middle, she swirled it over and around, making my knees weak, making me sigh with pleasure. Taking as much of my shaft into her mouth as she could, she closed her lips, enveloping my stiff cock in her hot wet mouth, holding me there, pressing her tongue flat against the underside of my cock as her finger dug and played with my hanging balls. Very slowly, her tongue still pressed hard to me, forcing my shaft against the roof of her mouth, Val began to pull her head backwards, closing her lips tightly and sucking gently. Intense pleasure enveloped my whole body, I could not help but to moan with the pleasure she was inflicting upon my entire body. Leaning back slightly, closing my eyes, I took hold of Val’s head, sinking my fingers into her soft short brown hair. As her lips touched the edge of my swollen head, she stopped, moving her tongue from underneath the shaft to my head, softly playing the tip of her tongue over my small little opening, before sliding her head back down towards the base of my thick cock. She continued, repeating the same action, with some variations, swirling her tongue around my bulbous head, dragging her teeth along my shaft, until I could take no more, until I was on the edge of coming.

“Val!” I tried to hold her head still, tried to get her to stop before I could not control myself any longer, before I filled her mouth with my thick hot come.

“Yes Bobby?” She pulled back, letting my throbbing cock fall from her mouth. “Is there something wrong?”

Slowly Val stood, pressing her body to mine, reaching up, tilting her head upwards, and kissed me. Her mouth was so hot, so filled with saliva, with the hint of a taste that had to my own pre-come. All I could think of, as our tongue swilled within each others mouths was how good it would feel to fuck her, how good it would be to drive deep into her, filling her, filling her as she moaned, as I pleased her.

“It’s your turn Bobby.” Softly she pushed on my hips, asking me to kneel before her, to please her with my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around her, taking her ass in my hands, as I willing dropped before her. Gently, I kissed her flat firm stomach, tracing small circle with my tongue slot oyna over her soft hot skin as I kneaded the tight muscular flesh of her ass.

“Bobby?” Val took my head in her hands, tilting my face upwards. “Will you?”

Her deep brown eyes burned into me, pleading with me to please her as she had pleased me, begging me to lick her hot little hole.

“Only if you sit on my face.” I moved to unfasten her jeans, slowly peeling them down her slender athletic legs; all those years of skating showed well on her body, exposing her panties to me and the first scent of her sex. Val’s panties were white, shear white, not only showing me her dark trimmed bush but also betraying the fact the she was so wet, so hot, that she had soaked her panties clean through.

“You smell good.” Slowly I pulled down her hot wet panties, kissing her softly just above her pubic hairs as Val lifted her legs, allowing me to remove her pants and panties completely.

Taking a firm grip on her hips, I pulled her downward as I fell back onto the floor. Val fell full onto my chest as I lay back on the floor. I could feel the fire between her legs, dampening the thin fabric of my shirt. My hands still on her hips, I lifted Val, pulling her towards my face, bringing her burning pussy closer to me. With one last pull and lift, I positioned Val’s dripping cunt before my face, her swollen red lips nearly touching my mouth. She was so wet that I could see the moisture, her sex, oozing from her tight little hole, gathering on her inflamed lips, before dripping to my chin.

As I pulled her to me, closing the last distance between her flaming cunt and my ready mouth, Val moaned softly. When I finally touched her soaking lips with my tongue, she moaned louder, grabbing hold of my head. When I closed my lips over her enlarged clit, she exploded, screaming my name as she came, grinding her gushing blazing cunt to my face.

Val was a sprayer, her juices, her wet hot sex, covering my face in pulsing stream after pulsing stream, as she ground herself hard against my face. I lapped as fast as I could, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her sweet hot sex but I could not keep up with the flow pouring from her, soon her juices covered my face, my neck, I was even sure I had some in my hair.

“Oh God, stop.” Val pulled herself off my face, turning, taking my face in her hands. “That was the best.” She leaned down covering her lips with mine, kissing me deep, drinking in her own sex.

I loved it, loved that she like the way she tasted, that she was willing to kiss me with such passion and desire after I had just made her come with my mouth.

Val was laying on top of me now her steaming cunt so close to the tip of my cock I could feel her heat. Reaching between our bodies, I took hold of my stiff hard cock as I pushed Val backwards, until her hot wet lips were touching the large swollen tip of my cock.

“I’m going to make you come again you know.” I lifted my hips, slowly pushing into her, spreading her burning lips, driving gradually into her hot tight little hole.

“You better.” Val slid back on my swollen cock, driving it all the way deep inside her. “Oh God that feels so good.” Val arched her back, lifting herself up, placing her hands on my chest, sinking my cock all the way deep into her tight steaming hole.

I could not help myself but to sigh with her; she felt so good, so hot, so wet.

“Fuck me Bobby.” Val fell onto my chest, twisting, turning us, canlı casino siteleri until I was on top of her, her firm slim muscular body below me, her lips pressing to my neck. “Make me scream Bobby!”

Slowly, still covering Val’s body with mine, loving how she was nibbling and sucking on my neck, I began to move my hips, just a little at first, teasing us both with the way my cock felt sliding in her hot wet hole. Putting my hands on either side of her, letting my whole of my weight lay upon her for a moment, I lifted myself up, thrusting deep into her, pressing my pelvis hard to her swollen clit as I did, making her moan and drag her fingers down my arms. I looked down at my friend’s face, looked at her as she tossed her head back and forth, her eyes barely opened. Why had we not done this before? Why had we not just given into the pleasure? I could see the pleasure, the pure lust that was coursing through my veins reflected in Val. The way her eyes were closed, the way she was thrashing beneath me, was telling me she was enjoying it as much as I was, that she liked me fucking her as much as I like doing it.

I picked up the tempo, pulling myself back, nearly completely out of her dripping hole, leaving just the head of my cock buried inside her, before thrusting back into her, driving myself as deep as I could into her burning cunt.

“Oh yes baby. Fuck me hard.” Val was pulling at my arms, raking her nail down my arms.

Faster I fucked her, picking up the tempo until I could go no faster nor could I drive any deeper into her, she had all that I could give. Val had stopped thrashing her head, tilting it back, her eyes partially closed, her mouth slightly opened. Leaning down I covered Val’s lips with my own. The moment my lips touched hers, she tilted her head towards me, wrapping an arm around my head, pulling us close together as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth, kissing with so much passion, so much raw sexual desire.

Her hand still on the back of my head, her head still off the floor, Val broke our kiss, her eyes rolling back in her head, her body stiffening under me; every muscle in her body seemed to be flexing, hardening.

“OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” Val threw her other arm around me, pulling her whole torso off the floor, pressing hard to me.

I could feel it, I could feel her orgasm. Her muscles were contracting, undulating as I continued to slide myself in and out of her. I could feel her sex, could feel it as it flowed in her, as it splashed against my cock buried deep inside her with every muscle contraction that moved through her.

“Now Bobby, come. FILL ME NOW BOBBY! OH GOD I’M COMING!” Val was digging her nails into the back of my neck, screaming into my ear, as I could feel her muscles start their dance again.

I was glad that she had asked me to come, I could not have last through another of her orgasms, could not have held back as her muscles caressed my stiff shaft. Driving myself as deep as I could into her, I released my load, filling her with my thick molten come. With every pulse of my cock, with every contraction of my muscles, I filled her and kept filling until I was sure that my balls would shrivel to nothing, would disappear as I emptied every ounce I had deep into her.

Val’s breathing began to slow, as her body returned to her, as she once again could control what she did. Releasing her grip of me, she slowly laid herself back down on the floor, her eyes closed, a big grin on her face.

“That was…”

“Wonderful,” I finished for her as I kissed her.

For a long time we kissed, slowly gently, our uncontrolled lust now sated, taking our time with each other, sharing the love that we had for each other.

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Steve was pumped when his shot from the greenside bunker on the 18th hole hit the stick and dropped straight into the hole for birdie, especially since Janet’s chip had left her about six inches for par.

Janet scowled at him as she tapped in.

“Lucky bastard” she thought to herself. If that hadn’t hit the stick, he’d have been looking at a 20 footer to tie.

Although they were wealthy beyond belief now, Steve and Janet still played golf once or twice a week for a dollar a hole, double for birdies.

They had been married for twenty three years, and their love and devotion to each other was stronger than ever. Either of them would have sacrificed anything for the other, but on the golf course, it was cut-throat competition. Those dollars were just as hotly contested as the millions on the pro tour.

Steve had just finished stuffing his hard won two bucks into his pocket when his sister Emma walked up to the table at the 19th hole where he and Janet were enjoying a couple of cold ones.

“Hi Guys!” she said smiling.

“Hi Em!” they replied almost in unison.

“Have a seat Em, let me get you a drink” Steve said, rising to his feet and pulling out a chair for his big sis. “What will you have?”

“A Crown and Coke would be nice” she said as her brother walked the three or four steps to the bar.

“I wanted to talk to you both about something, but not here. Can I come by the house in a couple of hours?” Emma said to Janet.

“Of course, Em! Must be pretty important” Janet said, fishing for information as usual.

“Well, it is to me anyway. I’m hoping you’ll agree” she said as Steve returned with her drink.

“If you need some money Em you know all you have to do is ask” he said with genuine sincerity.

“Oh, no, it’s not about money. Besides, you’ve already been way too generous with all of us!” Emma laughed.

They finished up their drinks and headed for home, Janet wondering all the way what was on her sister in law’s mind.

.

Two hours later the three of them were seated at the kitchen table of the big luxurious new house.

“So what’s this about Em?” Steve said across the table.

Emma’s bright blue eyes darted nervously. Those who knew her well knew her to be a strong and assertive woman, and her apparent discomfort was not lost on Steve and Janet.

“It’s Deanna.” She said with an emotional sigh.

Deanna was her oldest daughter, sometimes referred to as “The Accident.”

Emma was barely 18, having just started college when Deanna was conceived. It’s a good thing she and Bill were compatible, because the nearest thing in modern times to the old fashioned “Shotgun Wedding” quickly followed.

That Emma managed to carry her baby to term and graduate, all the while playing collegiate golf more than well enough to maintain her full scholarship, was testament to Emma’s strength of will.

It was widely acknowledged at the time that Emma was well capable of playing professional golf. To this day, Steve refused to play her for money, no matter how many strokes she was offering.

But things like playing pro golf didn’t matter to Emma. She loved being a wife and mother, and devoted herself to those things, without ever feeling the slightest twinge of regret for what might have been.

She looked up from the table and met Janet’s eye.

“She’s almost 30 now and still no children. Somehow she managed to collect some of Justin’s semen and have it analyzed without his knowledge” Emma said, and immediately Janet surmised where she was going with this.

“I’m assuming the results were… unfavorable?” Janet replied cautiously.

“You could say that. While he’s not completely sterile, he’s somewhere near a hundred times less likely than average to get her pregnant.” Emma said, a sad expression crossing her face.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts before she spoke again.

“I’d like you both to consider having Steve impregnate her.”

While he did his best to conceal his initial reaction from his sister, she could tell by the look on his face that he was less than pleasantly surprised.

He had balked at incest to begin with, although you could say he was pretty comfortable with it by now. But this was different. Deanna was married.

Sure, Judy had been married and he fucked her brains out. But Judy’s husband was willing participant, and a complete asshole to boot. Steve liked Justin. He was much more than a little inclined to say no.

But Steve didn’t want to piss Emma off. By far, the best pussy he had ever had was his big sister’s pussy.

And he was enjoying his big sister’s pussy twice a month right now, even more than Janet was enjoying her twice monthly dominatrix act with Emma’s husband.

And Janet was enjoying that very much.

Yet Steve was still less inclined to comply with Emma’s wishes than Janet was.

Brother and sister hadn’t always gotten along so well, and that conflict still colored some of Steve’s judgement.

Janet casino oyna and Emma had been golf partners for so long now they could just about finish each other’s sentences, so Emma knew who her ally was as she looked at Steve and Janet.

“She’s a pretty girl, and she’s well able to take your whole cock. I don’t know anyone else I could trust to be discreet. Her husband must never know.”

“I don’t know, Em. It seems kinda dishonest, sneaking around and getting her pregnant without her husband’s consent.” Steve said. Janet nodded in agreement.

“Things aren’t all that great in their house these days. There’s a lot of tension over this. Getting her pregnant will either save her marriage or destroy it. Not getting her pregnant will destroy it regardless.” Emma replied.

Janet looked at Steve. He could see in her eyes that she had bought in to Emma’s reasoning.

“Have you talked to Deanna about it?” Janet asked.

“I hadn’t intended to. Gina talked to her about it before I ever thought of it. They both came to me and asked if I thought you would be willing.”

It was Gina that had pointed out to Deanna that her husband actually looked a bit like a slightly taller thinner version of her uncle.

Steve felt himself weakening. Deanna was a very pretty girl, considerably prettier than either of her sisters, both of whom he had immensely enjoyed fucking and getting pregnant.

She was barely an inch shorter than her mother, and her blonde hair was a shade or two lighter than Emma’s. Her eyes were a brighter, more vibrant blue.

She had big firm tits that reminded Steve of his sister Laura, and he remembered thinking just yesterday when Laura’s bare tits were mashed against his sweaty chest that his little sister’s tits were his favorite tits in the world.

She also had a perfect copy of her mother’s big firm heart shaped ass, and if that ass contained a perfect copy of her mother’s pussy…

“Okay, I’ll do it.”

***

Later that week, Janet and Emma took off for the golf club after warning Steve to shower up and be ready. He had just finished toweling off when the doorbell rang. He quickly pulled on a pair of swim trunks and trotted down the stairs.

“Deedee!” He said with a smile as he held the door open for her to enter, taking her by the hand and leading her up the staircase to the master suite.

She began to insist that people call her Deanna some years ago now, but there were a few family members that still called her Deedee.

Uncle Steve had been good about remembering her preference, but to her it had sounded weird coming from him.

“I think I’d like it better if you still called me Deedee, Uncle Steve.” She had told him a couple of years ago.

The door to the master suite closed behind them, and Deedee seemed to melt into his arms. Her sister Sara was just as cute as bug, her sister Gina was sultry and sexy, but Deedee was in another class altogether. Steve felt blood surge to his penis as their lips met.

“Ohhhh Deedee” he sighed as her hand brushed lightly across the print of his penis on the front of his swim trunks. She giggled a little bit and gave the thick knob a squeeze.

Steve helped her pull her shirt off over her head and kissed her lips again, reaching behind her back with both hands to unsnap her bra.

Deedee’s big tits sprung free, and just like her aunt Laura, her firm pointy cones appeared to jut straight out from her chest. Her nipples were ever so slightly smaller than Laura’s, but other than that, they were a perfect match.

Steve’s enormous cock was standing straight up as she slowly, teasingly worked her tight jeans down over her big firm heart shaped ass.

There was not a single hair on her body below her neck.

Steve drew a puffy nipple into his mouth, drawing a sigh from Deedee as he gently lowered her to the bed.

She scooted over to the middle and laid down on her back, spreading her legs wide for her uncle to mount her.

He tenderly rubbed the big shiny bulb up and down Deanna’s clean shaven slit before pushing gently against her opening, watching in awe as her labia parted and stretched into a tight ring around the head of his prick.

The head and a couple of inches slid smoothly into her vagina.

The sensation was incredible.

“Oh my god Deedee it’s so good… soooo good” he groaned, holding still with a few inches buried inside her for a minute to keep from blowing his load.

In a minute he gained control of himself and lowered his chest down on to her firm pointy tits, gently kissing her lips and moving his hips slightly from side to side as he worked his big thick cock deeper into his sister’s beautiful daughter.

Deanna was already starting to cum, her juices lubing the way for him to drive his meat straight down into her until his cock was fully embedded, the gentle waves pulsing along the walls of her vagina with her orgasm even more delicious than her mother’s.

Steve’s strong hands grabbed the cheeks slot oyna of Deanna’s big firm ass, pulling them apart so he could drive his cock into her deeper.

Her uncle’s massive prick was nearly twice the size of her husband’s, and it was stretching her wider than she had ever been stretched before, triggering long strings of small orgasms that built in intensity, until he drove his prick into her hard and rocked his hips up and down, triggering the most powerful orgasm of Deanna’s life.

When Deedee stopped trembling, she rolled her uncle over onto his back and grasped his thick penis in her hand, guiding the bulb back to her entrance and sliding smoothly down his shaft until her clit ground against the base of his cock.

She lowered her firm pointy cones down to his face, and he pulled a puffy nipple into his mouth.

Deedee began to cum yet again.

Steve lazily stroked his penis up into her, savoring the rich sensation of his beautiful niece’s vagina wrapped around his dick, pulsing and squeezing with her orgasm.

He felt his own orgasm approaching and rolled Deedee over onto her back, once again mashing her big firm tits hard against his chest and driving his meaty prick straight down into her.

Janet had edged him mercilessly yesterday so he would have a huge potent load for Deedee, and now that load was boiling in his balls, screaming for release.

The tingling in the head of his cock intensified. Hard as he tried, he could no longer hold it off. He wrapped one arm around her back and pulled one of her big firm ass cheeks hard to the side with the other, smashing his cock hard against the little hole in her cervix, stretching it wide and lining it up perfectly with the slit in the tip of his dick.

He felt his balls surge forward, propelling his thick potent sperm up the tube in his massive rod.

“Uhhh” he grunted as the first hot jet of sperm burst from the head of his dick straight through the hole in his niece’s cervix and splattered against the back wall of her womb.

His cock bulged rhythmically as rope after rope of his thick potent sperm quickly followed, filling her womb completely, flowing out of her vagina and down the cleft of her buttocks to form a pool on the bed below.

He held the head of his prick tight against her cervix until the delicious throbbing subsided, then slowly let it slip out of her, rolling onto his back and lightly stroking her long beautiful hair as she lay her head on his shoulder.

They kissed and cuddled for a few minutes, before much to Deedee’s surprise, her uncle’s massive penis stiffened again.

He rolled over on top of her and slowly sunk his long thick cock back into her sperm soaked pussy.

Two hours later, his third load of sperm was pulsing into Deanna’s fertile belly.

***

Deanna’s husband was surprised when her next period didn’t come. Surprised, but thankfully, not suspicious.

***

Jenny missed her room.

Sure, the room in the new house was bigger, but it really wasn’t a room at all, more like a two bedroom apartment in a wing of the big new house.

And it was much further from the kitchen, where the family had always gathered.

She also missed the thin walls that allowed her to tell what was going on in the rest of the house.

At least the kitchen door still opened out on to the patio and pool area, and the pool was much nicer than the old one.

It makes sense that she would think so, having designed it herself.

On the whole though, Jenny was satisfied with the new house as she rose from the luxurious lounge chair poolside and reached for her bikini top.

“Well I guess we’d better get in and get dressed before the guests start to arrive.” She said to her cousin April.

April sighed and reached for her bikini top.

The big new house had several guest suites, and while no one had made it official, one of them was pretty much April’s.

Even though it shared a wall with Jenny’s rooms, it was so well insulated that Jenny could just barely hear April’s moans this morning as her father’s penis had driven her little cousin to orgasm after orgasm.

Which was fine with Jenny, honestly, her pussy was still pretty tender from the hot dicking Daddy had given her last night.

Half an hour later the girls emerged from their rooms, dressed to entertain.

Most men would have been entertained at the mere sight of the stunning duo.

Both stood around five foot one, and had trim athletic bodies with flat abdomens, tight asses, and the well-muscled legs you would expect of former gymnasts. But the similarity ended there.

Jenny had thick nut brown hair of shoulder length, tightly permed, and striking hazel eyes that would pin your gaze to her face, were not her firm pointy C cup tits so close at hand.

April’s long strawberry blonde hair fell in ringlets almost halfway to her waist, and her bright blue eyes were not the only beautiful feature of her shining young face. Her breasts were somewhat canlı casino siteleri smaller than her cousin’s, but their beautiful shape and perpetually erect nipples more than made up for it.

Two men could argue over which one was hotter. They would both be right.

And there would be plenty of men to argue over the duo in the big house tonight; the long awaited housewarming party was here.

By the time half the guests had arrived there were more people in the big new house than Jenny could believe they actually knew.

She was known to be a very kind and generous young lady, but fabulous wealth had taught her very quickly to be wary of anyone who was not already her friend when she was just another middle class girl from Addison.

She and April breezed around the party flashing smiles and turning heads, Jenny keeping one eye toward the door in anticipation of a special guest.

It was a little later than Jenny expected when her Grandmother finally arrived.

“Grandma!” Jenny cried out and practically ran across the room to give her a hug.

Janet’s mother didn’t visit as much as Jenny would have liked; something Jenny never understood until her 18th birthday, when her mother had explained the source of the tension that lingered between her and Grandma.

Jenny could understand both sides of the situation, however, and loving them both dearly, did her best to take the tension out Grandma Brenda’s infrequent visits.

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People thought Brenda drank too much, but “Drank too much” is a fluid expression, pardon the pun.

The truth is Brenda didn’t drink every day, or even every week for that matter.

But once she started to drink, Brenda had no ability to moderate her drinking.

She wasn’t a large woman, and while she could hold her liquor quite well for her size, she tended to become intoxicated quickly and not stop until she was absolutely shitfaced.

And now, about three hours into the party, Brenda was just about shitfaced.

Jenny was becoming irritated with the two young men vying for her attention, hoping to get their dicks wet, when her mother appeared at her elbow.

“Jenny, can I get a word with you?” she said, taking her by the arm and leading her away, much to Jenny’s relief.

“What’s going on mom?” Jenny whispered just loud enough to be heard.

“Grandma’s drunk again. Can you keep an eye on her?”

“Sure.” Jenny laughed. Jenny did love her grandma, in spite of the friction between her and her mother. And this was not the first time Jenny had been tasked with keeping an eye on grandma.

Nor would it be the last.

***

Brenda woke up groggy the next morning. How much did she drink last night? She dimly recalled her daughter confiscating her keys and showing her to a guest suite.

She rolled out of bed and staggered to the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her body.

Brenda was 62 years old, but she didn’t look a day over 40. She was a couple of inches shorter than her daughter, yet it was plain to see where Janet’s legs and butt had come from.

Although Brenda’s tits were maybe half the size of her daughter’s, barely filling a B cup, they still stood up pretty well and their shape and nipples were very similar.

Her hazel eyes and facial features had been every bit as striking as her daughter’s back in the day, and even now, at her age, Brenda was a still a very beautiful woman. Any young man would have been aroused at the sight of her soapy body through the clear glass of the guest suite shower.

Brenda turned the water off and reached for the thick soft towel on the rack.

“This place is like a goddam luxury hotel” She thought to herself.

She pulled on the fluffy robe that had been left at her bedside and followed the smell of fresh brewed coffee to the kitchen.

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She found Janet and Steve sitting at the table, well into their second cups by now.

“Well good morning mom, did you have a nice time last night?”

Janet’s words would have sounded friendly enough to a stranger, but Brenda grasped their true meaning right away.

Things had been tense between her and her daughter ever since that day she had found Janet’s cum stained bed sheets jammed into the bottom of the laundry basket. It hadn’t been hard at all for Brenda to figure out it was her husband’s cum.

Janet had tried to cover for him, tried to convince her mother it was all her doing, but Brenda knew bullshit when she heard it. Even if Janet was telling the truth, that didn’t give Frank the right to stick his dick in their daughter.

She had sent him packing and never once regretted it.

“I guess I got a little too drunk. Sorry.” Brenda mumbled as she poured herself a cup.

“You really ought to quit drinking mom. You embarrass yourself.” Janet said sternly.

“You mean I embarrass you?” Brenda snapped right back. “Afraid I’ll get lit up and blab your secrets to your husband or something?” She lowered her eyes from Janet’s gaze and took a seat at the table.

Now Janet’s anger was boiling over. A long few seconds passed before she controlled her rage well enough to speak.

“Steve and I have no secrets. None.” Janet said in monotone.

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Throughout high school I was a typical jock. I played football and basketball and dated a lot. Mostly though, I was interested in sports and beer. So, although I dated a lot I had never done anything more than some heavy making out in the back seat of my car.

Soon after graduation I joined the navy and was sent to San Diego for basic training. It was soon after that when I had my first experience…

I was traveling cross-country from San Diego to my assigned duty station in Norfolk VA and throughout the trip I had been having car trouble. Little things began to go wrong like my dashboard lights flickering, the electronic gages moving wildly and the radio turning on and off. These things didn’t seem to effect how the car was running, so I continued on to Norfolk.

I got in the general area of Norfolk at about 1 am. About that time the entire electrical system in the car gave out, leaving me with no head lights. I pulled into a crappy little bar in Portsmouth, VA. and went inside to see if it would be ok for me to leave my car in the parking lot until morning.

When I walked in, I was so out of place. The bar was filled with rough and tumble biker-types who clearly did not appreciate having a newbie sailor in their midst. Being young and dumb, I shrugged it off and went up to the bartender to ask about leaving my car. She was in her mid-20’s and very attractive but she had a hard edge about her. She was tall, about 5′-10″ and had reddish-brown hair to the middle of her back. I noticed her tight jeans right away, and her tight white tank top… the uniform of a bar maid at this type of bar.

I explained my situation to her and she said it would be fine to leave the car. She asked me if I wanted a beer. It was right before closing time and I decided that I really had nothing better to do as I didn’t need to check in until 8 am the next morning, and I still hadn’t figured out how to get anywhere with no means of transportation.

As she made her rounds for last call, she asked me where I was going to go with no car. This was not the neighborhood to walk around in at 2 am. I told her I would probably walk the 5 miles to the base and check in with my ship. I suppose she sensed that I wasn’t really sure what to do.

She asked if I wanted to stay at her place until morning, stating that I could call a tow company in the morning. Being rather inexperienced with women, it never crossed my mind that she may have other things in mind.

About 2:30 we left together and got in her car. She drove me to her house, which was about 10 minutes away. It was a dump, but I had seen worse. The exterior was run down and in need of both paint and carpentry. I figured that this beat any other offer I would probably receive that night so I just decided to make the best of it and figure something out in the morning. Walking in, she told me to have a seat on the sofa and she casino oyna would get us a drink.

Again… I never suspected a thing.

She told me that she wanted to get out of her smoky bar clothes and that I should make myself comfortable. With that she turned and walked away. It was a classic move, making sure I was watching her with every step she took away from me.

I was sitting on the worn sofa in the living room watching her TV when she came back into the living room. She held a beer in her hand and was wearing short, short, shorts and the same tank top she had on in the bar. This time, however, it was obvious she had no bra on underneath. She took my breath away.

I could see her dark nipples under the material of the white tank top which was stretched tightly across her breasts. Her breasts were full, and swung loosely beneath the thin material with each movement of her body. She smiled at me, knowing what was going on in my head. She then sat “Indian-style” on the sofa facing me, the smile never leaving her face. I tried not to look at her, but she wanted me to look. Her shorts were pulled tight against her crotch, only a thin band of denim hiding the soft skin beneath. The cut-off edges of the shorts so tantalizingly close to the soft spot where her legs joined. My eyes traveled up and down her thighs, pausing to take in how smooth her skin looked. She smiled at me again, knowing I was excited by this sight.

I was sipping the beer, trying to catch glimpses up the legs of her shorts as she moved on the sofa. Finally, she simply took the beer from my hand and leaned forward, lightly kissing me. Not a word was spoken…

Her hand went to my chest, then slowly her finger tips traced downward to my belt. I was so nervous, sitting there, not moving. She smiled at me and moved to the floor, her body tight between my thighs. Never breaking eye contact with me, she undid my belt, then the button, then slowly lowered my zipper. I could hear each and every metallic sound as my zipper was lowered.

When she had my pants undone, she pulled on the thighs of my jeans. I knew she wanted them down. I moved my hands to the waistband and pushed my jeans down over my thighs; past my knees… she pulled my shoes off, then my pants. This left me wearing only a tee shirt, with this beautiful woman kneeling between my thighs.

I had never had oral sex before, but knew it was about to happen. She looked down at my now hard cock, and took it in her hand. She began slowly feeling its length, moving her hand up and down, and gently squeezing the shaft. Her thumb pressed against the underside as it moved up my now hard cock, milking the pre-cum to the head…

She wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock, leaving the head exposed. She looked up into my eyes, and lowered her head. I have the image of her head moving toward my cock burned in my memory. slot oyna

I then felt her tongue touch the tip of my cock. A shock went through my body. She flicked her tongue across the tip several times, and then she pressed her lips around the head. I had never experienced such a feeling. Holding the head of my cock between her lips, her hands moved to the tops of my thighs, and her head lowered. She took the entire length of my cock into her mouth in one slow motion. I could feel her wet mouth engulf me inch by inch. Then back up, I could feel the cool air on each exposed part of my cock, wet with her saliva…

My head fell back against the sofa and I closed my eyes, never imagining that such a feeling was possible. I felt strong, powerful, and in control… but I knew it was she who was in control. She sucked me at her pace, knowing that with each movement of her lips and tongue on my cock that it was she who controlled me. I didn’t move, didn’t run my fingers through her hair, I didn’t take her head between my hands and force her to suck at my pace… I sat there, submitting to her on her terms.

She stopped after a few minutes and again smiled at me. No word was spoken as none needed to be. She stood up and took my hand in hers, gently pulling me up off the sofa. She lead the way to her bed room, and I followed.

Standing next to the bed, she removed my shirt and I stood before her nude. I just stood there, not sure what was expected of me or what I should do next. She read my thoughts and slowly removed her tank top. I was in awe as she stood topless before me, our eyes locked. Slowly, she lowered her eyes downward, looking at my naked body. I did the same, always following her lead. My eyes explored her face, and lower, down her neck and across her upper chest. My gaze stopped at her perfect breasts. They were neither large nor small, but just perfect. Her nipples were dark and hard, the skin slightly crinkled from both the cool night air and her own excitement.

Her hands moved slowly up the side of her torso and cupped her breasts as if offering them to me. Our eyes locked again as her hands moved down over her flat tummy to the button at the waist of her shorts. She looked down, and so did I. I watched as her fingers released the button, and then lowered the zipper. The shorts fell to the floor on their own and she stepped out of them.

…and there we were, both standing naked in front of the other. Our eyes exploring each other’s body and our minds feeling the excitement build.

She sat on the bed and held my hand in hers. She gently pulled me down onto the bed next to her and I, of course, complied.

She then pushed me back onto my back and lay next to me. Her head was resting on my chest and her hand was lightly stroking my chest. This was so comfortable, so familiar, so soothing…

Her hand moved lower and began to wonder if canlı casino siteleri this was a dream. Lower still her hand moved, until her finger-tips touched my soft cock. I began to stir… my cock responding to her touch for the second time that night. She took my cock in her hand, squeezing it as it hardened. Squeezing and gently stroking…

Her head began to move down my body. I could feel her lips kiss my nipples, her tongue flicking across them. …and as her head moved lower, she kissed and licked her way down my tummy. All the while her hand continued to squeeze my cock, coaxing it to its full length.

I shuddered as I felt her lips touch the very tip of my cock. Gently, she kissed the point where her lips made contact with my cock. Her hand released my cock; the only contact was her lips lightly touching the tip. Her tongue flicked out again, across the tip. Then she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock. Her tongue moved back and forth across that sensitive part of the underside, beneath the head.

I closed my eyes and moaned, as her lips parted and took my cock between them. I could feel the hot wetness of her mouth engulfing the head of my cock. She sucked… hard… approaching that thin line between pain and pleasure.

I felt her mouth open slightly and move further down the shaft of my cock. Slowly… I could feel my cock being sucked into her mouth inch by inch. It felt so warm and wet as she applied just the right amount of pressure, while lightly dragging her teeth across the shaft.

She pushed her mouth and lips lower still until I could feel her nose against my balls. My cock rested fully inside her mouth, the entire length surrounded by her hot wet mouth. She then began to move her mouth up and down the shaft, sucking hard when just the head remained in her mouth. She could sense that this was much for me and that I would not last long. But, it was not about lasting long, it was about her desire to suck my cock, to make me cum… to swallow me and make me hers.

My orgasm built quickly because of skilled technique and I didn’t hold back, knowing this is about cum, not lasting long. My muscles relaxed and I just enjoyed the feeling of her mouth milking my hard cock.

As she began to taste the pre-cum she increased the pressure her mouth was placing on my cock. Knowing I was close, she pushed her head down, again letting my cock fill her mouth, and then she pulled back very slowly… Releasing my cock inch by inch… feeling my building orgasm…

My body tensed and she knew what was about to follow. She sucked harder on the head of my cock while her hand squeezed and firmly stroked my shaft. I started to cum… one powerful shot, than another. I could hear her swallowing quickly as my cum flooded her mouth and instead of backing off, she began to suck even harder.

Her hand squeezed its way up the underside of my cock, coaxing each drop of cum from me… I gasped, then sighed as the last of my cum pumped into her mouth and she swallowed one last time as I felt my cock begin to soften in her mouth.

She looked up at me and smiled…

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~For the man who didn’t fall in love with me while we walked in the rain…~

There’d been others, oh yes. How could there not have been? She’d lost her virginity at fourteen to a boy who took her heart and beat her for years because of it. She’d loved and she’d fucked before…but she’d never made love. No, she’d saved that for years and had no intentions of simply giving it away.

There are four kinds of sexual encounters. Sex, which is merely for the payoff, fucking, which is hard and fast (and you usually need cleats for the good angles), screwing which is all of that playful fun-loving stuff, and making love. Her mother had told her that making love was all about emotions; a feeling so high and so sincere that only the perfect man would do.

“How do I know who that perfect man is?” she’d asked.

“He’ll know exactly how to give you what you expect. If he doesn’t it’s not the right guy and he’s looking for one of the other three things.”

Through all of the innocent boyfriends, and through all of the sexual ones, she waited. She would silently offer it to one she thought was right, and find him looking for something else.

Frustrated early at the age of eighteen, she’d met Him. They were both attending the fire academy at their local district, eager to be the heroes they each knew they were inside.

He casino oyna was six feet tall, sunset red hair, and eyes that, to this day, remind her of oxodized steel. Watching him walk across the room to sign in, she instantly felt self-conscious about her faded blue jeans, tight white t-shirt, and casual bandana holding back her long, dark hair.

He was twelve years her senior, and married. She was supposed to get married in a couple months…but as she watched him sit down and cast a glance her way, for some reason she knew she wasn’t going to. It was more than lust; it was a feeling of knowledge and assurance.

The first time they fucked was in the cab of his small Ranger. She still has a scar on her leg from the plastic ribbing around the driver’s seat. It hadn’t been sex, or screwing, but a hard, fast, eager fuck.

The first time they screwed was in the cab of HER small Ranger. He’d never had head quite like that before, and when she’d proclaimed that she was the “Queen of Head,” he hadn’t believed her. He did after that drive into the dark city streets.

They’d had sex a countless number of times in the cabs of the trucks, and even once in the bed of one of them.

He’d left his wife. Not for her, but for himself. She merely gave him the courage. With their long talks, she’d left her fiancé and found herself living slot oyna in her truck and at her cousin’s.

One night, he asked her if they could get a motel room for the afternoon. It would only be their second time of doing it on a bed. She, excited of course, agreed immediately. Instead of sex, however, she had a different plan for him.

They met up in secret, like always, keeping their personal lives separate from their professional ones. In the spirit of humor, they chose the sleaziest motel in town. As they walked in he asked her, “Are you going to be my wife for today?” She nodded, laughing, knowing in her bones ‘one day’ would soon last a lifetime.

Once inside the room, she laid down on the bed with him and smiled, kissing his own smiling lips. Their eyes locked and within moments, she found herself giving away the one thing she’d held on to for so long.

He got up just long enough to shut off the main lights and turn on the bathroom light, so that the room was awash with the dimness of lowly-humming halogen. A soft tipping of deep red danced in through the window, from the motel sign standing by the freeway. He opened the door, letting the air swirl in behind him as he approached the bed.

It was as if he’d read her mind. This time their clothes came off slowly, peppered with baby kisses on naked flesh as it canlı casino siteleri became exposed. He undressed her like a porcelain doll. His lips met her in time and in yearning, but the hunger wasn’t active like all the other times before. His hands felt like warm liquid, flowing over her curves and exploring her shadowy places. He didn’t touch her pussy, he didn’t stroke it; no, he kissed her lips and lay her naked back on the bed.

Their position was casually fixed as he climbed upon her. He kissed her tantalizingly and led his cock to her opening, but not pushing it within. No, this time, he grasped her hands in his and held them above her head on the pillow. He locked her eyes on hers, speaking silently to only her, and gently, so gently, he moved himself inside of her.

Her body arched, her hands clenched down, and her skin became a sea of tingles and slow-burning flame. She easily welcomed him in…into her body and into her soul. This was what she had been waiting for.

He knew how to move, and they did so for an eternity of minutes. The physical sensation was lost to the frenzy of silent exclamations they made with their eyes. They hands never parted, their eyes never strayed, and he knew the exact moments to dance their tongues together patiently.

A climax splashed down onto both of them. And in the aftermath she found them still intertwined. He hadn’t moved, she hadn’t spoken. Their clothes still lay mixed on the floor.

It had taken her years to give that away to those unwilling to take it, and here he was…her lover…her first.

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I first met Barb when I was a senior at Texas Tech University in Lubbock. It was April, the cold weather gone for good, and the party season was in full swing. Even though I didn’t belong to a fraternity a friend had invited me to a Delta Omega party. I wasn’t interested in going, but there wasn’t anything on TV so I decided what the hell. The party was rocking when I arrived around midnight. People were standing around outside and music was blaring inside. After wandering around for a while without seeing anyone I knew, I noticed my friend coming down a flight of stairs. When Greg saw me a grin burst onto his flushed face.

Grabbing me by the arm he steered me toward the staircase. “Dude! You have got to see this damn slut upstairs. She’s fucking everything that moves.”

Oh shit! I absolutely did not want to be involved in a damned gang rape. “Shit man if you guys slipped this girl something and are up there taking advantage then I’m so gonna call the cops.”

“No, dude, it ain’t like that. She came with this other guy and he started daring her and then she started dancing with all the guys. Hell, she ain’t even drunk. She was dancing and then just jumped up on the table and said she wanted to fuck everyone at the party. Some guys took her upstairs and I’ll be damned but she is doing just that. She has sucked four different girl’s pussies and fucked probably a dozen guys. Even after all that she ain’t slowing down.”

“You sure about this? If you are hurting some girl up there I’ll kick your ass so hard you’ll sneeze brown for a month.”

“Dude! Just come upstairs and check it out.”

So I went. I figured that if it was what I feared then I would dial nine-one-one and break it up. If it was legit, then I’d always wanted to see a real-life gangbang. When we got upstairs there were guys and girls just standing around in various states of undress. The music was lower here, but everyone was talking and laughing making it as loud as downstairs. Just outside the door to the room a guy was standing with a topless blonde kneeling in front of him sucking his cock. I pushed past the fellatrix and squeezed into the crowded room. Just as Greg had promised there was the girl, completely nude, lying on a bed with a boy between her legs and a blonde girl sitting on her face. The blonde was holding the girls jet-black hair, pulling her head up to her pussy as she swayed from side to side. The writhing blonde wailed giving testament to the supine girl’s skill at cunnilingus. Arching his back, the boy between the girl’s legs grunted and drove his hips forward. He screwed his face up in obvious oblivion as he came.

I needed to make sure the girl was okay so I pushed closer to the bed. Before I got there the blonde girl threw her head back and let out a guttural moan as she ground down onto the girl’s face. The boy between the girl’s legs pulled out and, over the shoulder of a short brunette in front of me, I could see the girl’s puffy pussy dripping cum down onto the bed. A guy from the other side of the bed roughly pushed the spent boy out of the way before he climbed between the girls legs and unceremoniously shoved his cock into her well used pussy. The blonde, now spent as well, limply slid from the girl’s face and would have fallen off the bed if another guy hadn’t caught her.

“Damn, that slut sucks pussy like a pro!” The blonde gushed, “I may turn lesbian after that.”

The guy that caught her put his arm around her waist. “Come on Jackie, let me turn you back straight.” He led her through the crowd toward the door but from the way Jackie looked back at the bed, I wasn’t sure the guy was going to be successful in his boast.

Pushing past the brunette I made it to the side of the bed. The girl on the bed had cum and pussy juice in her unkempt hair. Her lipstick and eye shadow was smeared and her mascara was smudged. Cum speckled her face and heaving chest. Her open full lips, caked with drying cum, looked as soft as silk. She licked the cum from around her mouth causing her lips to shine. Bright green eyes looked around the room locking with mine. I would have thought that a girl that had been used like she had would have dull eyes, just wanting the ordeal to end, but this girl’s eyes were shining and as we connected she smiled. She didn’t look drunk or on drugs or like she was doing anything she didn’t enjoy. I bent down so that she could hear me.

“Are you okay? Is this what you want?” I asked her.

“Fuck yeah! To both questions.” She smiled.

Her obvious enthusiasm made me feel better. At least this was what she wanted. I stared at her. She was still watching me even though she was being fucked by another guy. Looking into her beautiful eyes I knew I wanted to get to know her better. She looked eminently fuckable, but I wanted to know who she was, what she liked, what kinds of books she read, everything about her. I was totally fascinated that a girl lying there getting fucked by boy after boy could still be so eager for more. casino oyna

Beside me the brunette had found Greg and was kneeling beside the bed sucking his cock. Greg looked at me and grinned, giving me a thumbs up. “Didn’t I tell you? Best party ever!”

I shook my head and returned my attention to the girl on the bed. The guy between her legs was pounding her hard, shaking her entire body. She looked away from me focusing on her current lover. I gazed down at her body. Her full breasts were bouncing with each of her lover’s thrusts causing enticing ripples in their soft roundness. Red bite marks decorated those breasts in random patterns. Red and distended, her nipples topped her breasts like priceless crowns. My eyes drifted lower. Her stomach was thick and firm, not fat, but not the rail thin skinny of a model either. Her tight abs weren’t ripped but were flat. Letting my eyes trail lower I realized her pussy was hairless. A full rounded mons sloped down to her smooth pussy. She had large lips and I could see them stretched around the cock fucking her. As the boy pulled back they stretched out leaving his shaft slick with her juices. When he pushed in, they slid up his shaft taking his cock with ease. Her clit stood out boldly, begging to be touched, licked, and sucked. Beautiful legs wrapped around the guy in her pussy, pulling him in then loosening to allow him to withdraw. Like her torso, her legs weren’t slim but athletic with taunt thighs, flawless knees, and rounded calves.

The guy between her legs grunted as he shot his load into her pussy. Another guy moved to the head of the bed and the girl smiled at his cock, not even looking up at the guy’s face, before she took it into her mouth. The man between her legs stayed there for a minute or two before he was roughly pulled from the bed by others waiting to get their turn. I stood there transfixed watching as six or seven more guys and several more girls fucked this beautiful angel, coming in either her pussy or her mouth or just letting her jack them until they came. She did it all with an unbridled enthusiasm that could not have possibly been faked. This girl loved sex!

Around two the party was breaking up and the last guy rolled off of the girl. My friend had disappeared with a red-head who had been getting fucked while she sucked the girl’s breasts. The last guy stumbled from the room leaving me alone with the angel. She sat up and looked around, her eyes finally focused on me and she smiled.

“Don’t you want to fuck me?” Her eyes went to my crotch where my erection was obvious. “I think you do.” She giggled.

“Not here. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she said in a dreamy voice, “I’ve wanted a gang bang for a while and now I’ve had one. I loved it.”

“Can I help you get home?”

“Is it over?”

“Yeah, I think it’s over.”

Suddenly she seemed to realize how she must look. She looked down at herself and then strained up to see her reflection in a mirror across the room.

“Oh.” She turned her head back and forth looking at different angles in the mirror. “Damn, I look sexy.”

And she did. Her tangled hair was mussed with globs of cum in it. More cum and slick pussy juice covered much of her face and dripped from her chin. Her full, round tits were covered by bite marks and cum. Sitting up with her legs splayed wide, she displayed her red, swollen pussy dripping cum onto the bed. There wasn’t a single part of her that didn’t look fucked.

After studying herself in the mirror for a moment she looked around. “I should have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt around here somewhere.

I looked around but didn’t see shorts, t-shirt, bra, panties, or any other piece of women’s clothes. “I don’t see them.”

“Oh well.” She shrugged. “Hmm, I can’t go back to the dorm like this. Can you take me to your place?”

I blinked. She didn’t even know my name and she was asking me to take her to my place. Well, she had just fucked an entire frat party so maybe that wasn’t so outrageous after all.

“Where is your boyfriend?”

“Who?”

“The guy you came with.”

“Oh!” She giggled. “He wasn’t my boyfriend. He’s my roommate’s brother. He knew I wanted a gangbang and knew the reputation of this frat house so he brought me over. Do you know? Did he fuck me?”

I shook my head. “Sorry, I don’t know.”

She looked serious for a moment. “I hope not, I want to remember the first time I fuck him. He’s a nice guy. So how about it, will you take me to your place?”

I lived off campus, in a small one bedroom apartment but it was nice, not ratty like so much of the off campus housing in Lubbock. I shrugged.

“I’ll find a towel to wrap around you.” I started to go for a towel but she put a hand on my arm and stopped me.

“It’s okay, I’ll go like this.” She started to stand up and immediately fell back on the bed.

“Are you drunk?”

“No. But I have been royally fucked. My legs are weak. I don’t think I can walk slot oyna by myself. Will you help?”

So I did, I cradled her in my arms carrying her to the stairs. She wasn’t light but I’m fit enough. Growing up on a ranch does that for you. As I carried her out of the room, one arm under her legs near her butt and the other under her arms, I could feel her pussy dripping down over my arm. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, almost making me stumble on the stairs.

With no hint of alcohol, her mouth tasted like cum, pussy juice and peppermint as she pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. I kissed her back passionately feeling her breast press into my chest. Finally she pulled away.

“You don’t have to carry me. Just put your arm around me to keep me steady.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” She gave me another quick kiss.

So we walked down the stairs together; me fully clothed and her stark naked. As we reached the bottom of the stairs the few people there, a couple of girls and three guys, cheered. The girl on my arm laughed and took a bow. As we headed out the door, I expected her to try to cover herself but she just walked like she owned the sidewalk. She laughed and swung her arms as she stumbled down the sidewalk. If a cop had come by we would have both been busted but the street was empty and we made it the half-block to my pickup without being arrested.

My pickup is a fairly tall four wheel drive with big tires. I’d tricked it out a with chrome stepsides that helped but even I had to climb to get into it. She looked up at the pickup and laughed.

“You’ll have to help me.”

I helped her step up into my truck. As she did I got my first really good look at her fantastic ass. Full, rounded cheeks with good muscles sat above her muscled thighs. It was without a doubt the best ass I had ever seen in person so I patted it as she got in. She twisted her head around and smiled at me and then finished climbing in. After I made sure she was fully in, I climbed into the driver’s seat. Once I was in she scooted over to the middle, leaving a wet smear that I could see in the light from the dome.

“I’m Ray,” I said as I started the truck.

“Barbara, but everyone calls me Barb.”

“Hi Barb, nice to meet you.” It felt odd to introduce myself to a naked girl. I pulled away from the frat house and headed down ninth street toward University Avenue. My apartment was near Clapp Park on thirty-ninth.

“So why didn’t you fuck me? I could have used another cock and it looks like you have a good one.” She reached over and grabbed my crotch.

“I didn’t want to be just another cock to you.”

She looked up at me with a strange smile on her lips. “Oh? So you wanted to be my hero, swooping in to rescue me and earn my undying love?”

“Nothing like that, but I do want to get to know you better.”

That earned me a serious look. “Really? I mean I could understand that if you’d met me in physics class or even in the SUB, but most guys don’t want to get to know a girl they just watched have a gang bang. They just want to get their rocks off and then disappear.”

“I’m not most guys.”

“Hmm, maybe not, but you are taking a completely naked girl you’ve never met before to your home. I hope you know you aren’t going to get through the night without fucking my brains out.”

Now I laughed. “Are you sure you are up for that?”

She laughed and then smiled at me. “I’m always up for a good fuck.” She gave my cock a squeeze through my pants. “And I think we are going to have a very good fuck.”

This girl took my breath away. I have always been a sucker for wild girls, party girls, whatever you want to call them. My first serious girlfriend was a stripper. Four years older than me, Cathy had taught me a lot about sex before I ever graduated high school. Then she had moved on. I didn’t blame her she wanted to see the world, not be held back by a love struck boy. But I had never forgotten her and a part of me still loved her. I just wasn’t sure how I was going to convince Barb that I was interested in more than sex with her.

University Avenue is a big street but my truck was tall enough and traffic was light enough that I didn’t think people could see Barb. That is until we pulled up next to a car full of college guys. Barb quickly scooted over, lowered her window, and hung out of it to have a conversation with them. Her breasts were hanging out the window letting everyone up and down the street see them. She laughed and joked with the guys in the car until the light changed. As we drove on down the street she pulled back inside and scooted back over to me.

“I’m making a mess on your seat.”

“It’s leather. It’ll clean up.”

“You didn’t mind me talking to those boys?”

“Why should I?”

Barb grabbed my face and kissed me. “God you are the sexiest man I’ve ever met. I can’t wait to suck your cock.” She proved her words by unzipping my fly and taking my quickly hardening canlı casino siteleri dick into her mouth. She didn’t rush. Instead she took her time licking around the head over and over again before taking another inch between her lips.

By the time we pulled into my parking spot in front of my apartment she had worked her way all the way down my shaft and my cockhead was deep down her throat. She definitely knew how to suck a cock. Once she had my knob down into her throat, she swallowed over and over. It was heavenly and I leaned my head back and began to groan. I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

“Barb, I’m gonna cum. Oh damn, that is so good.”

She pulled her mouth off my cock and looked up at me. “Cum in my mouth, Ray. I want to taste your cum.” She immediately went back down on me, but she only took my knob into her mouth.

The intense sensation of her tongue swirling around the head of my cock brought me to the edge and I felt my balls tighten. My cock swelled and then my orgasm exploded and I began to ejaculate into Barb’s mouth. Watching this sweet angel fucking a series of men and women had kept me horny all night and my load was as big as any I’d ever had. I watched as Barb swallowed again and again and still my cum leaked out of her mouth dripping down the shaft of my cock.

After I had shot the last of my load into Barb’s mouth, she swallowed one last time and then licked the cum from my shaft and balls. She sat up with a big smile on her beautiful face. “Mmm. Your cum is delightful and you gave me such a big load. I like guys that can fill my belly.” She laughed. “Are we ready to go in?”

Her laugh was infectious and I laughed with her. “Yeah.” I tucked my cock back into my pants.

“Coward.” She laughed again.

I just nodded. Climbing out of my pickup, I walked to the other side and opened her door. Barb turned in the seat to face me, spread her legs giving me another great beaver shot, and then leapt out of the pickup onto me. As I caught her she wrapped her legs around me. Pressing her lips to mine, she kissed me deeply. That girl could kiss. Our tongues played together for a long moment before she pulled back. Once the kiss ended I sat her down on the sidewalk and she strutted, bare naked, beside me as I walked her to the door. I had never met a girl as open, free, and happy as Barb. More than my cock was becoming infatuated with her.

I mentally chastised myself. Girls like this don’t fall in love with guys like me. Hell they don’t fall in love period, at least not until they settle down. I wondered if Barb could love me or would she just play with me for a while and then disappear. Either way, I knew I was willing to take whatever she would give me, even if it was just one night.

At the door to my apartment, Barb spun and put her back to the wall stretching her hands up above her head as she waited for me to work the lock. A car drove through the parking lot just as I got the door open and I was sure they saw her in all her glory. She seemed happy with it. I think she even stalled a little to make sure they saw her. I just had to smile.

Inside my apartment she looked around. It only had three rooms with the kitchen, dining room, and living room all sharing the same space. There was a bedroom and a bathroom to make up the three rooms. The living area was tidy with one notable exception. A part of my porn collection was out with the “Big Cocks Bigger Tits” DVD sitting out on my coffee table in front of the TV. I’d forgotten that Tom had been there earlier. He loves big tits and he comes over mainly to watch porn. Of course that was the first thing Barb saw. I grimaced as she picked it up.

“Wow! I have this DVD. I love it!”

That wasn’t the reaction I’d expected.

She sat the DVD down and picked up the next one. “Mellon Tits,” she laughed. “I guess you’re a tit man.”

“Mmm, a little, but my buddy Tom picked those out.” I walked over to the rack by the TV and pulled out “Gangbang Sluts 1.” I handed it to her with a shameless grin. “This is more my style.”

She took the DVD and looked at it. “Fuck me! I’ve been trying to find this. It’s a fucking classic. I have three and four but I want one and two to make my collection complete.” She handed it back to me reverently. “I want to watch it with you later, but right now I really want to take a shower. All this cum is drying and getting itchy.”

I led her to the bathroom and started to turn on the shower for her. She stopped me. “I have to pee and brush my teeth first.” I started to leave, expecting her to want privacy, but she sat right down on the commode with her legs splayed wide and a huge amount of cum gushed from her pussy.

“Whew,” she sighed, “I love having my pussy full of cum, but that feels so much better.” Barb noticed my startled look and laughed. “Oh! You didn’t expect me to do that did you? Were you hoping to eat my cream pie?”

“No. To both questions.” I grinned at her. There really wasn’t a need to leave after that so I slid my shirt over the top of my head to the sound Barb urinating. As my shirt came off I could see the stream coming out of her pussy. I’ve never thought of pissing as erotic, but with her it was.

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This is Part 2 of a real-life episode in my life. It was a loving, close relationship that suddenly became a super-charged erotic encounter lasting through my college years.

Rolling around the living room floor next to the child’s crib and grinding my dick furiously in Elizabeth’s pussy, I thought I was in a dream.

Only moments earlier I was the 18-year old high school student who just finished cutting the grass on the cool Saturday morning for my 38-year old neighbor who recently gave birth to her ‘surprise gift’, a beautiful 8-pound baby girl.

I knew my neighbor Elizabeth since I was a child. She was a PE instructor at the local high school and always stayed in great shape.

Super affectionate toward me as I was growing up, she often hugged me, caressed me and kissed me on the cheeks and forehead.

But there was never any suspected sexual tension between us even though she had a sexy 5ft. 6in.,145 lb.body with large 38C breasts and a curvy ass.

That is, until that Saturday morning.

Her husband was at work and her two 19-year twins, Carol and Danny, were away at college. So it was not unusual for her to be alone on a Saturday morning.

That’s why I began cutting her grass on Saturdays; to earn extra money and to help with the chores while she was busy with the baby.

It was quite unusual, however, to walk into her living room to collect my modest ‘spending money’ $20 fee and see beautiful Elizabeth’s full 38C breasts exposed while breastfeeding on the couch.

After a brief moment of shock and embarrassment for both of us, Elizabeth smiled and nodded at me to indicate that everything was OK.

She waltzed across the room and bent over the crib to carefully place the child to rest; inadvertently providing me with clear view of her curvy hips and round ass through her sheer nightie.

She remained bent over for what seemed like several minutes giving ample time to relish her sexy frame. As she stood up with her back still to me, the nightie suddenly fell to her waist, caused by only the slightest movement of her shoulders that almost went unnoticed.

With great anticipation and excitement, I anxiously waited for her to turn around and treat me to a glimpse of her nakedness. But she remained turned away casino oyna from me with the nightie still so tantalizingly, loosely hanging from her hips.

This frozen erotic tense moment lasted another several minutes. I could not contain my excitement. I began gliding my fingers over my dick though my pants.

As my excitement grew, I took matters into my own hands. Unzipping my pants, I took my dick out and continued stroking and stroking until finally, hearing my tortured sounds of excitement, Elizabeth quickly swiveled herself around with her large, milk-laden full breasts exposed for me to relish.

I was now feverishly stroking myself. Both of us standing before each other as we had never seen each other, I was terribly excited.

She said not a word but her heavy breathing revealed she was as aroused as I.

Staring at my dick in my hand, she continued her deep breathing in silence which had the noticeable, incredibly sensual effect of lifting her large, full milk-laden breasts up and down with each breath.

As I began slowly approaching her, she made half-hearted efforts to escape by turning her face away and clasping the crib rails with both hands.

But there was no escape. She lifted herself on her toes and bent backwards over the crib rails in another futile attempt to avoid my steps toward her.

Continuing to stroke my dick with one hand, my other hand and lips finally reached their target. Her breasts fell into my mouth as I began sucking her warm milk feverishly.

A loud, deep, guttural sound rose from Elizabeth’s twisting body as she grasped my head with one hand forcing me further into her breasts while her other hand heartily squeezed more milk from her sweet ducts into my mouth.

“Don’t stop sucking, suck me harder, harder.” she screamed. Falling to the floor she replaced my hand with her own as she began firmly caressing my dick. Taking my free hand, she shoved it inside her wet, dripping pussy which evoked yet another scream echoing throughout the house.

“Fuck me with your hand, fuck me hard and don’t stop sucking, suck, suck, suck.”

Never had I heard such excited, erotic sounds. Other than several blow jobs from girls my own age, I never had been with a woman.

I was about to begin a graduate slot oyna course in sex. It was like skipping high school and going straight to college.

I never before sucked delicious warm milk from a woman’s breast, never had an older, mature woman stroking me and never experienced a woman shoving my fingers into her pussy. Everything happened so fast and…so hard.

It was too much. I was going to cum so very soon. Elizabeth’s experience quickly sensed my eruption with the final strokes of her hand pumping and pumping so firmly.

She quickly placed my dick in her mouth letting much of my exploding juices slowly drip from her mouth to reveal to me her pleasure of licking every last drop from her lips.

Despite my distracted focus on my own pleasure, she never released her firm grip on my three fingers pushing in and out of her pussy while also continuing to squeeze into my mouth more of wonderful droplets of breast milk.

“Don’t stop finger fucking me and hold this spot gently with your other finger,” she would instruct as my fingers rapidly dove deeper and deeper into her pussy.

Soon I learned to work her beautiful wetness with two hands, letting her twisting body movements and terribly erotic, womanly sounds guide me to her most treasured pleasure spots.

Her hips gyrated up and down to greet my fingers grinding her pussy until I heard her loudest and deepest sounds of pleasure. Her pussy lips tightened for a moment as I heard her anguished cries of joy.

She screamed “I am cumming, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck my pussy with that hand.”

It was done, she exploded with a dripping wetness visible to my stunned eyes and a firm tightness gripping my fingers.

With eyes and mouth wide open and an extremely appreciative smile, she gave me juicy wet kisses all over my lips, face, neck and shoulders.

“Thank you my darling little boy, thank you for pleasing mommy.”

Looking directly at my eyes with a smile, she held her breasts for my full enjoyment. She slowing began delicately moving her hands over her breasts, ass and hips; stretching like a feline in the morning sun.

It was an erotic, slow dance of lust; a brief, quiet interlude before we began another session of forbidden lust.

Turning canlı casino siteleri on her stomach, Elizabeth offered me a full glimpse of her beautiful ass which she so graciously lifted. Swiveling her hips back and forth, her hands spread wide both of her precious openings for my eyes to freely feast.

Sufficiently aroused, her hand and mouth easily returned my hardness and replaced my fingers in her pussy with my dick. Slowing she stroked me as I lay inside of her with my mouth still suckling her breast juices.

Soon she was again moving her hips up and down shouting for me to “fuck me hard, in and out, hard, very hard, fuck me, fuck me, fuck mommy, fuck mommy hard.”

She lifted her hips up to my dick as my excitement was approaching another climax.

I held her ass cheeks for better leverage; forcing myself deeper and deeper until I once again heard her scream with pleasure. I was approaching the point of no return.

Suddenly she awoke from her daze and said “No, No, don’t cum in my pussy, not yet; take my ass, cum in my ass, fuck my ass, fuck mommy’s ass.”

She took my dick out of her pussy, lifted her hips, fingered her ass for a moment with the juices from her pussy and started my dick on its most exhilarating journey yet, into her round full ass.

Elizabeth kept telling me to ‘fuck my ass hard, fuck it hard and cum.”

The tightness of her ass, her swiveling hips, her up and down thrusts and her hand strokes on my dick were too much for me.

I exploded inside of her as I felt her ass tighten to squeeze every last drop.

She lay on the floor with her large breasts heaving up and down; my cum dripping from her ass and mouth and her pussy lips red from the intensity of a hard fucking session.

She rose to again take my dick in her mouth. She licked me clean, stopping only to tease both of us; using my dick to show me how to softly caress her pussy lips inside and out, up and down, with special attention on a certain area above her wet hole.

There would be other regular sessions with Elizabeth which became even more pleasant once she went back on the pill. I began to fill her pussy, ass and mouth regularly and she decided to remain lactating for several more years.

I decided to go to a four-year college in the area. Can you blame me?

My choice to stay close to home was particularly rewarded when Elizabeth’s younger sister, Marie, came for a summer visit with her newborn child.

But that is another story……..

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“No, not what you’re wearing. Wear these.”

“God, I can’t wear those, Brian. I’d be a walking advert for ‘Just bend me over and fuck me,’ if I wore those downtown this evening.”

Brian just gave me a hard stare. And of course he was right. After three hard double-shift days of work, that was exactly what I was going down to Key West’s Duval Street gay strip to do—to get fucked. I took the mesh bikini briefs, the fishnet muscle shirt, and the tight low-rise jeans from him and struggled out of my preppy clothes and into my “fuck me” clothes. Brian, of course was already decked out in his silver chain-mail mesh pullover shirt over gauzy white cotton pants. We were both wearing thin leather-strip sandals, happy to let our toes breathe after weeks of snowboots in Washington, D.C. I thought feet were very sensual, and I liked to show mine off.

We started the evening at Saloon 1 on Petronia Street, which I thought was a bit too leather and rough for the beginning of the evening. But Brian was three days ahead of me in checking out the extensive local gay club scene, so I just followed his lead. The stud who had fucked us both the night before in our hotel room, who turned out to be named Flash, was there and was looking mighty fine. He wanted the three of us to go right back to our room for an encore, but the evening’s adventure was just starting for me, and I said, “thanks but no thanks—at least not this early in the evening.”

Brian was the forward, friendly type, and I could tell that he was ultra horny this evening, so I wasn’t surprised that he let any of the guys buzzing around us feel him up. I didn’t want the evening to end so fast with a rough gang banging, though, so I managed to extract him from Saloon 1 and get him moving toward the next club on his list.

We were back on Duval Street, and Brian pulled me into the Bourbon Street Pub. There were soft-core porn movies flashing on screens within sight of every nook and cranny in the dimly lit main room, the music was loud enough that my ears throbbed to the heavy beat, and heavenly barely legal young men in thong bikinis were playing poles at intervals along the top of the long bar. Brian was immediately surrounded by virile studs who he obviously had met and been very friendly with in earlier visits to the establishment, and he was quickly busy doing a lap dance on the crotch of a beefy Jamaican dude in baggy shorts and nipple rings who was perched on a bar stool.

I moved on down the bar and bantered briefly with a succession of muscle men on the make, all of whom seemed interested in what I might be interested in. I was still shopping, however. And I was enjoying the scenery working the poles on the bar top as well. One lithe young flaming redhead with good muscle tone and even better flexibility on the pole caught my eye, and I sat on a stool right under him and drank him in for two beer’s worth of time.

After a while, I felt two muscled arms coming around on either side of me and nice big hands clamp down on the edge of the bar, encasing me but not too close. A rich baritone of a voice spoke into my ear, cutting through the noise of the music.

“Like him?”

I assumed he was talking about the dancing youth on the bar in front of me.

“Uh huh,” I answered—because I did, indeed, like him very much. I usually wasn’t in to barely legal guys, but this one had such a nice smile and clean-cut appearance. There was an air of vulnerability about him that made me want to just hug him and kiss away any of his fears—and then give him a few new fears to think about.

“He’s casino siteleri mine,” the voice answered. “But I might be willing to share.”

I looked around at the source of the voice then. He was a handsome devil. Appeared to be in his early forties, but he was in great shape. Like the Jamaican, he was only wearing baggy shorts, which I was beginning to realize was the uniform of choice in the Keys, but no nipple rings here. He looked like a sleek CEO of a corporation, all blond, tending now to gray, and smooth and well-conditioned hard bodied. And if he owned the guy undulating around the pole, I guess he could have been a CEO of a corporation.

The guy was talking to me, and I had to make him repeat what he was saying because of the noise in the room. “Let’s the three of us go downstairs and watch the pile for a while. It’s time for Jamie to come off the pole, anyway, and it’s getting a little crowded and noisy for me up here.”

“The pile?” I asked. “And, pray tell, what’s the pile?”

“You sort of have to see it to understand it,” he answered with a rich little laugh. “And you can’t see it if you don’t go downstairs to where it’s at.” And then he raised his face and voice to the youth on the pole. “Come on down, Jamie. Time’s up, and there’s someone here who wants to meet you.”

While Jamie came off the bar and, flashing a shy smile at me, was included with me in the zone that the older guy was creating with his encasing arms, I looked around for Brian, not knowing if it was wise for us to be splitting up. I wondered if he’d be willing to go check out this pile thing. But he obviously hadn’t been similarly worried about me, because both he and the Jamaican were gone. This ticked me off a bit and probably was why I just threw caution to the wind.

“Sure,” I said. “Let’s go see the pile.”

With Jamie leading the way through the crowd and the CEO-type’s hand on my elbow, we moved to the back of the room and down a long flight of stairs. En route, my guide established that his name was Kurt and that he thought I was really hot. Both of those seemed to be good things to know.

We were going down a hallway, and the sounds I was hearing from beyond the doors we were passing tipped me off quickly that we were in a meet and greet (and beyond) area of the facility. One loud string of profanity cut me to the quick. I couldn’t resist stopping in my tracks outside the door that was producing this sound and looking into the large window in the door. Neither Kurt nor Jamie seemed to mind the stop, and both of them took in the view as well. Kurt moved in close behind me, and, as we watched what was happening in the room, he got his hands under the hem of my fishnet muscle shirt, and they eventually moved up to cover my chest and rub and tweak my nipples.

The room on the other side of the door was completely white and it wasn’t very big. There was only one piece of furniture in the room, a small blue padded cube bed of some sort in the shape of a rectangle, with wedge-like risers at either end. The platform was in the center of the room. A naked man was reclined on the platform, belly down, with both his head and his butt elevated at head and foot. His wrists were cuffed to the lower sides near the head of the rectangle and his ankles were cuffed to the lower sides at the foot of the rectangle. He was positioned parallel to the window, so that what we were looking at was his right side. The naked man was Brian, and he was yelling his head off. That’s what had made me stop. I recognized Brian’s voice.

I could easily understand slot oyna why Brian was screaming, because the Jamaican, sans his baggy shorts now and his magnificent torso glistening with sweat, was hunched down at the butt end of the rectangle with a manrammer in his fist, an over-nine-inch long and over-two-inch thick flesh-colored cock replica on a five-inch straight handle, and he was ramming the cock end of it in and out of Brian’s asshole. With each thrust, Brian’s body was lurching against the restraints at his wrists and ankles and he thrusting his head back and was screaming to the ceiling.

I tensed up, ready to storm the room and save my significant other, when Kurt tightened his grip on my chest and whispered in my ear in that soothing baritone voice of his, “Wait. Listen. Listen to what your friend is screaming.”

And, sure enough, when I allowed myself to zone in on Brian’s voice, he was screaming, “Yes, yes! Harder. Deeper!”

Just then, having thrust the manrammer in, the Jamaican started rotating it inside Brian’s ass, and he lowered his head toward Brian’s. Brian brought his lips up to the Jamaican’s and they went into a deep kiss. I could feel Kurt’s lips on the hollow of my neck then and I looked around to check out what Jamie was doing. His eyes were glued to the coupling inside the room and one of his hands was inside the pouch of his bikini briefs and cupping his cock. I felt like reaching out and touching him, but I was afraid that Kurt would take affront at that.

When I looked back at Brian and his Jamaican, the manrammer was gone and the Jamaican was hunched over Brian’s hips and his own rammer, a bit shorter and not quite as thick as the dildo, was busy thrusting in and out of Brian’s captive ass. Brian seemed to be enjoying this as much as he did the manramming.

I gave a little sigh, which Kurt took as a signal that we could move on down the hall, and we were off. We were approaching the end of the hall, and the room it opened into appeared to be pitch black, but I could see flashes of neon-like colors of several different hues. When we reached this room, we stood just inside the door while our eyes adjusted to the darkness. Slowly, I began to see that the room was large and square, but that there was a circular room set inside it. That room was divided from the larger room by metal-framed floor-to-ceiling glass panels. And there was a padded railing encircling this room at knee height.

What was most intriguing, though, were the flashing neon rods I could see weaving in and out in no apparent pattern inside the glass room. The rods would undulate back and forth and up and down and would disappear and then reappear. On this side of the glass at irregular intervals were positioned couples of naked men in some sort of similar configuration that I couldn’t concentrate on until I had worked out what was happening inside the glass-walled room. Kurt guided me around the side the glass enclosure until he found a spot where the man couples were not too close to us on each side.

I gasped as my eyes adjusted enough so that I could see that the center of the glassed-in enclosure was a large platform and on this platform was a writhing pile of naked men, all with beautiful hard-muscled bodies. The neon green and blue and yellow and purple rods were composed of fluorescent dildos and neon-colored condoms sheathing hardened cocks being picked out in a bathing of black light, and they were undulating and disappearing because the writhing mass of men was engaged in a wild, but languid group fuck. So this was the pile.

I was canlı casino siteleri panting from the exotic live performance going on before my eyes. I was all atremble and my own cock was coming very much alive. Kurt, who was closely covering me from behind again, felt me melting down even before I began to moan my arousal.

Jamie was standing a little in front of me and to the side, and one of my hands involuntarily went out and stroked his naked butt cheek. He turned to me and lightly kissed me on the lips.

“Do you want him?” the rich baritone voice whispered in my ear.

“What?” I asked huskily. But of course I knew what he was asking.

“Do you want to fuck Jamie?” Kurt asked more explicitly. “Do you want to fuck him right here while we watch the pile? You can fuck him if I can fuck you. He is willing. That’s what his kiss meant.”

“I don’t understand,” I mumbled. “Yes, yes, of course, but how . . .?”

And then Kurt and Jamie showed me how. Only then did I see the cuffs attached to the metal frames between the windows at a level slightly above our heads and that there were fur-lined knee cups set wide apart on the tops of the padded rail running around the glass enclosure. Now that my eyes had adjusted even more to the darkness, I could clearly see what the couples of naked men scattered at the rails around the glass enclosure were doing. One of each pair was cuffed to the metal frames at the wrists and their legs were spread apart and kneeling in the knee cups on the railings. Their partner was fucking them from behind. And I could see now that some of them were sheathed in the neon condoms and some of them were stroking their partners with fluorescent dildos. The watchers of the pile were part of the total performance.

Kurt handed me a tube of lubricant after he had cuffed Jamie and flicked off his thong. Jamie mounted the knee cups and I knelt and pressed my face between his luscious, sweet butt cheeks and tongued and kissed him until he was moaning and sighing and writhing and trembling for me. Kurt came back with two condoms. He had stripped off his shorts, and I saw that he was horse hung.

“Green or blue?” he asked.

“Green” I think, I answered. I didn’t give a rat’s ass what color, but I didn’t want to take any time to put thought into it either.

“OK, blue for me then,” Kurt said. And it hit me then that I had made a deal for the use of Jamie. The image of Kurt’s long, thick cock surfaced immediately, and I involuntarily moaned in anticipation.

Kurt stripped off my jeans, leaving my fishnet shirt on. Then condoms were sheathed and cocks and asses were lubed, and I was soon stroking up into Jamie’s sweet, tight ass and playing with his smallish cock and his pert nipples while we both watched the pile rise and fall and change shape and the neon-clad cocks and fluorescent dildos dance and appear and disappear inside the glass enclosure and around its edges.

I was pumping in rhythm to the perceived rhythm of the pile and joining my sighs and moans with all of the other couplings surrounding the enclosure, when I felt my own butt cheeks being pushed outward and Kurt was working his cock inside me.

I must have really turned him on, because Kurt came almost simultaneously with my ejaculation inside Jamie.

We held there, me going tumescent inside Jamie and Kurt inside me for a good twenty minutes, watching the pile. I was fascinated by the pile, and the undulation and the moanings and sighings I was hearing were arousing me again.

Kurt felt my arousal and once again that rich baritone voice was whispering in my ear. “Shall we join in?”

“Join in what?” I whispered back

“The pile.” Kurt whispered. “I think the pile is calling for you.”

And we did and it was incredible.

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The idea Kaye had put forward, changing jobs and turning myself into a paid stud, was discussed several times until we were both happy with the intent. The way Kaye put it: “Such a shame to let your sexual prime go to waste on older women who just use your wonderful cock for free.”

By a stroke of luck, the company I was working at expanded operations. One change was running the inwards and outwards stores in two shifts instead of one. It was suggested I take on the job of twilight shift supervisor, a promotion for starters and with the 4pm to midnight routine it also suited my intentions of ‘playing up’ during the daytime.

Kaye liked the idea of me staying on, although she voiced her reservations about this leaving me in the claws of Alison and Sue.

“I will play it by ear, if it becomes a problem I’ll deal with it then,” I said as Kaye shrugged her shoulders at me.

Step one was to join an upmarket gym; Kaye picked it out for after doing some research. It was quickly obvious that the male/female ratio during the day was rather favourable…

Step two was for me to join a tennis club, not that I needed many lessons, Kaye’s idea again. I found out that during the day all instructors were female at this particular club, ulterior motive on Kaye’s part….

Step three was the most interesting. Kaye suggested I get an all over tan and took me to her beauty/tanning salon. It certainly explained why she always had this fresh back from holiday tan.

Step four was to trim my pubic hair very short and go completely hairless on my balls. Kaye offered to do this for me, and she did a really good job too, only nicking my skin a few times. It felt rather sexy having a completely hairless shaft and smooth sack. Needless to say Kaye took advantage of me, riding my shaven tool promptly after finishing the job! A couple of weeks later I had a nice tan and got into the gym work properly.

My job was fairly straightforward and took up very little time after work hours, allowing me to concentrate on gym work.

Kaye had also joined this upmarket gym and the first weekend we went at the same time, not as an obvious couple of course, but to get the feel for the place.

The lady who worked the front desk, Sally, was more or less the lifeblood of the gym. Anything you wanted organised, massage, personal trainer, you name it Sally would look after it. Fortunately I got on well with Sally from the word go, it may have helped that I paid a years membership in advance and also took on a personal trainer, but Sally was always happy to help where possible.

After a few weeks of working out during the day a pattern started to emerge, with the same ladies being present more or less the same time each day. Varying my times slightly I also quickly found that from 9 to 11 was the best time to be in this gym. Attractive, well-kept women ranging from 25 to 55 seemed to favour this time slot. My target audience in other words…

Kaye took the liberty of asking Sally about me, thereby starting a bit of a rumour. Kaye was asking Sally whether I was single etc, as she had the impression I was ‘living large’ so to speak.

This started Sally probing me with questions whenever I’d enter and depart the gym. She started subtly and eventually began coming up to me as I was working out. Kaye kept me informed of progress as Sally was under the impression that Kaye was married, but looking for a young hung stud for some fun.

Sally wasn’t at all taken aback at this idea, in fact she commented to Kaye something along the lines of: “Heck, what hubby don’t know won’t hurt him right? And anyway, every lady deserves her fill…”

Kaye hammed it up a bit of course, playing the shy married cock hungry lady, and even she was surprised when Sally set her up with another male member of the gym for some ‘big fun’ for a generous lady.

Not a surprise of course, Sally was the ideal person to bring gym members together. Kaye duly went on a date with Sally’s suggested gym member, but he failed to measure up according to Kaye. To cut a long story short, Kaye ended up going out with me supposedly, and found me to be very satisfying. This in turn led Sally to ‘accidentally’ walk into the men’s showers at just the right time.

“Ooooppss, so sorry,” Sally said as she brought a stack of towels into the men’s showers, “I thought there was nobody in here.” I knew it would happen, but it still surprised me when she unashamedly stared at my semi hard cock hanging in full view of her. After several seconds staring she said: “Mmmmm, not shy are we?”

“No, it would seem you’re not shy at all Sally, staring at my penis like that,” I laughed.

“Hey you could at least cover it up,” Sally laughed back quietly.

“Nope, you’re in the men’s showers now, if you can’t handle it you can always leave,” I said as I continued to dry my upper body, making my cock harden further and balls swing slightly.

“Aaah…mmmm, yes fair point,” Sally said as she watched casino siteleri my cock rise. Eventually she took her eyes off my cock and stashed the clean towels in the rack beside me and left the showers.

I got dressed, filled my water bottle and at the reception desk Sally was sitting looking slightly flushed as I approached.

“Hey Nick, got a sec,” Sally called out as she finished with a lady entering the gym.

“Sure, what’s up Sally?” I said as I came up to her.

“Aahhh, you’re not upset or going to report me for what happened earlier?” Sally said, a little unsure of herself.

With a cheeky smile I said: “And what exactly do you think happened earlier?”

“You know….” she said quietly, “me walking in whilst you’re…. you know.”

“Not a worry to me,” I said.

“Oh great, ’cause I couldn’t help but stare as it was sooo….” Sally said tentatively.

“To be honest, I rather enjoyed that, so why would I make a fuss?” I said grinning as Sally caught on very quickly that I might be keen to swing my dick in the breeze for her to perve at, perhaps hoping for more.

“Mmmm, you’re a bad boy, teasing a woman old enough to be your mother,” Sally said.

“Excuse me, but I’ve always preferred a real woman with experience over a girl with model looks, what is most appealing is how decisive an older woman is…in areas that matter most,” I trailed off as another member approached the desk.

Taking the hint, Sally said: OK, where and when?” Sally shot back at me, now back to her usual self assured manner.

Knowing Sally worked only a half-day on Saturdays I just answered: “Saturday, 1pm, here.”

“Done,” Sally said to me and turned to the member now awaiting her attention, who was none the wiser that Sally had just arranged some afternoon delight for herself.

On the Saturday afternoon, Sally was already waiting for me as I approached the gym entrance. She walked my way quickly and as she got into my old Ute she said: “Are you sure about this Nick?”

“Yep, and you?” I said.

“Can’t wait, I just want to see you play with yourself and go fully hard…. mmmm…. and then maybe…” Sally breathed deeply as she said it.

“Maybe what Sally?” I asked, as she didn’t finish her sentence.

“Oh, you know…maybe I can…. or you might want to…let me play with it…or even…” Sally whimpered as she thought out loud.

“Maybe…. we’ll see…” I said softly as I watched Sally blush a little, her breath audibly catching as I ran a hand up her leg, squeezing her thigh lightly. We both knew full well of course that we would soon be coupled at the pelvis, as if Sally would be leaving my place before she’d had my cock up her!

My place was only a few minutes away and before long the garage door opened and I had the Ute parked, garage door closed. Sally leaned over and kissed me firmly on the lips, and when I sucked her top lip between mine her hand ran up the inside of my thigh, stopping short of my crotch.

“Better we get out of the car and inside huh?” I suggested.

“Uhuh,” Sally uttered as she hopped from the Ute and followed me into the house.

All I was wearing was a polo shirt, cargo shorts and running shoes. Seeing Sally had her gym issue tracksuit on I took the liberty of putting my arms around her from behind, pressing my growing dick into her soft arse and unzipping her tracksuit jacket whilst kissing her neck softly.

Running my hands up her belly I sound had her breasts cupped. Lightly grazing her nipples as I took her collar of her jacket Sally reached behind her to get her hands on my now near rigid dick.

She tried to distract me by turning her head to kiss me full on the lips, then forcing her tongue into my mouth, and at the same time wrapping her fingers around my shaft. Kissing tenderly, Sally stroking my now throbbing cock, I let go of the jacket and ran my hands back over her erect nipples. Even thru her shirt and bra the buds on her smallish breasts stood proudly out, sensitive to my gentle touch.

Wasting no time, Sally quickly found the button on my shorts and had me unzipped in no time. As my shorts dropped Sally grinned as she found no underwear, now taking my cock in both hands and squeezing the shaft, then taking hold of my balls and ever so gently rolling them against my body.

We stood like this for a few minutes, groping, kissing, fondling. I ran my hands under her shirt and rubbed her belly and then cupped her breasts, now peeling down the cups slightly to take her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Gliding my hands down her belly and then into her tracksuit pants Sally moaned lightly, grabbing and stroking my cock firmer in response.

Softly running the tips of my fingers over her cotton panty covered pussy I found her oh so hot to the touch, her tongue now slithering deeper into my mouth. Sally just kept kissing me whilst I gently and slowly explored her body. Sliding my fingers into her panties I cupped her trimmed pussy, rubbing slot oyna my palm gently into her, before parting her lips and dipping a finger into her juicy slot.

Raking my finger out of her hot hole, I dipped another finger in and these two lubed up fingers I brought back up alongside her clit. Pushing back gently, I couldn’t see, but I sensed by Sally’s reaction that her clit was being exposed as I brought these two fingers back. Her response from here was swift; she shook herself free and kneeled in front of me, rapidly taking my engorged cock between her lips.

As Sally slobbered on my cock I took off my shirt and kicked off my shoes, now leaving me stark naked whilst she was for all intents and purposes still fully dressed. Taking hold of her head I gently fucked her mouth, forcing maybe half my length between her lips before she gagged. Withdrawing and repeating, she kept diving down on my thick shaft, trying to take as much as possible into her mouth. She sucked, nibbled and licked my cock for what seemed like ages, taking my balls into her mouth, sucking firmly and jerking me roughly above her head.

The way she kept looking into my eyes was remarkable, sucking my knob into her mouth she’d grin and wink at me. At other times she simply stared at me as she rammed her mouth down on my prick, grasping my balls firmly.

Not wanting to blast a load into her mouth I kneeled down in front of her and kissed her, now peeling her jacket off her arms. Not giving Sally a chance to regrasp my cock I now yanked her shirt up and as she pulled it over her head I bent down and sucked her nipples thru her bra, biting lightly as I reached behind her to unlatch it. Sally shrugged her bra off, as I licked her nipples and cupped her soft arse.

Now she was free to grab my dick again, but just as she had her hands on it again I stood up, took her by the hands and had her on her feet in a jiffy. Now kneeling down again, my mouth kissing her belly as I slid her tracksuit pants down to her ankles, purposely leaving them there.

My hands cupping her butt, my mouth kissing her thighs I hear Sally catch her breath as my mouth moves closer and closer to her cloth covered pussy. Peeling her cottons down her hips I blow on her pussy lightly, making her giggle. Her cotton panties around her ankles as well, I lick her engorged lips broadly as Sally spreads her legs a little, allowing me better access to her rather juicy slot.

Delving the tip of mu tongue between her swollen lips, tasting her nectar, easing her pants and cottons off her ankles, as Sally lifts each leg one by one I use that opportunity to tongue her tasty cleft. Lifting one leg over my shoulder I tongue fuck her whilst holding her body at waist height with my hands. Feeling Sally start to ooze fanny juice freely now, I get up and move her to the couch.

With her butt on the couch I just dive into her tasty cunt again, lapping, licking and teasing her until she’s nearing orgasm. Now taking her clit between my lips I just hum and slide two fingers into her slippery hole. Humming on her clit and finger fucking her takes her over the edge. As her body tenses up in orgasm I briefly continue fingering and humming, then quickly slide up and place my cock at the entrance to her still quivering pussy.

Easing into her hot hole, Sally looks down and seems a little bewildered at my cheeky switch, a smile spreading across her face as I feel her pussy relax, so I force my cock up further.

“Ooooohhhh, yyeeesss!” she hisses as I somewhat forcefully push into her mature cunt.

“Again, harder…!” she hisses in response to me thrusting the last of my shaft into her, balls now tapping her pale butt.

“Mmmmm….” is all I hear for a while as I fill Sally with the cock she perved at recently. I feel her cunt clenching tight as she has another orgasm, stopping thrusting for a short time I allow her to regain her breath, before continuing to pound her hungry fuckhole, now fucking her quite hard in response to her bucking at me as I thrust my shaft into her yummy cunny.

She just keeps asking for me to keep pounding her cunt, kissing me again, feeding me her tits, pinching her own nipples, every now and then reaching between us to grasp my hot shaft as it pierces her cleft, rubbing her clit as she approaches orgasm and oozing all over my cock and balls.

Several orgasms later I see her looking at me with this sheer animal lust, sweating lightly, rosy pink from the frantic activity and then urging me: ” C’mon Nick, fill me, pump those nuts dry into me…mmmm…”

“Uuuurrggh,” I groan softly as I pump my seed into Sally’s hot juicy pussy. She clenches her cunt tight as my cock pulses, pumping spurt after spurt of cum up her love canal.

“Mmmmm, yummy,” Sally cooes as she wraps her arms around me while my cock finishes twitching deep inside her.

We stay wrapped together for a couple of minutes, kissing and hugging tenderly after our hot frantic fuck.

With my cock still up her slot, canlı casino siteleri I feel Sally clench her pussy, then she says: “I feel very full still, ding ding there’s the bell for the next round!”

Grinning, I ease my near erect dick out of her pussy partway, then cheekily say: “OK M’am reckon you can go another round huh?”

Reaching down, she feels my dick with her fingers, and looks a little shocked as I now stiffen fully inside her thoroughly used pussy, then when I start thrusting my full length up her poor little pussy she exclaims: “Fuck yeah, give it to me big fella, I wanna make the most of this opportunity.”

“OK, but I want you on your knees so I can take you from behind,” I say as Sally promptly hops into position. Moving behind her, my dick slides up her cunt before she can even take hold of my shaft to guide it into place. In one swift stroke I ram myself into her, holding her hips firmly, rocking her body back into me in a nice easy rhythm.

A few minutes later Sally begins rocking back harder into me, really getting quite vocal now, urging me:” Oh yes Nick! That is soooo good, bang me like the little slut I am…. oooh yeahhh, I am your cock whore…. fuck that cock feels so good…. I’m so full…ooohhh damn…. I want that cock again and again…. I will be your slut…. use me…. drill me…. ooooohhhh hell…just fuck me…fuck your slut Nick…. oooohhh I will be your whore…. just keep giving me that cock…mmmmm….”

Sally has turned into a noisy animal, uttering all manner of filth as I bang her juicy cunt, and I have no way to hold back from pumping her cunt some more.

“Fuuucckk,” I groan as I shudder and hold her hips back against me, impaling my shaft deep in her twitching box, balls now draining every last drop in this hot little mommy who only a day or two ago was perving at this cock, now apparently addicted to it….

Sally reaches underneath us and gently cups my now empty sack, rubs her fingers lightly over it, making me quiver. Then as my spent cock slides out as I ease back, she takes that and ever so lovingly takes it between her fingers and rubs just the tips of her fingers over my whole length, making me shiver and groan, much to her delight.

As I lay back on the couch, Sally puts her head in my lap and licks my cock clean, sucking the head gently between her lips every now and then, just grinning as I twitch and quiver.

After we’ve cooled down a little Sally pipes up with the inevitable proposal: “So Nick, you obviously like older ladies, you’ve got the talent to satisfy, stamina and a nice cock above all else…. here’s what I have in mind. I’ve got ladies asking me at times if I know of any good men, who are discreet of course, to satisfy the desires, that lots of husbands no longer do, and especially for young well hung guys who can go a round or two before calling it quits. Someone like you basically. Best of all lots of these ladies are willing to pay for a good shafting…Not sure if I could afford the service you’ve just given me frankly, judging by what has been suggested as the value of a good romp with a willing stud…but never mind that now. If you only knew how many sexually frustrated wives come to our gym when they’d rather cum on a nice stiff cock…. So what do you think, interested?”

“Mmmm, not sure, kinda sudden to think of myself as a hooker,” I respond.

“No, no, wrong approach,” Sally says, “think of it as a provider of sexual relief to grateful women. You already love to fuck older gals, so why not make a few bucks in the process? Your call how, who, where, when, etc.”

“OK, sounds like you’ve given this some thought before today?” I said calmly.

“Ah, well, I’ve heard about you from Kaye, and then when I saw that hunk of cock hanging between your thighs the other day…. well let’s just say I had to give it a crack myself for starters, and there’s more women who’d love to impale themselves on this beauty,” Sally said as she grasped my now semi erect cock and gave it a playful tug.

“See, your cock is agreeing, at least if going hard again is agreeing…. hehe,” Sally saucily said as she firmly jerked my now stiffening dick.

“Ah ok, why not, I’ll give it a go then,” I said as Sally continued jerking my cock.

“Attaboy,” Sally said as she kneeled in front of me to give me a good seeing to. Jerking rapidly, spitting on her knob to lube the foreskin sliding off and on my engorged plum, she grinned as she then grabbed my sack and rubbed it against my shaft.

“Nice, I knew it would be, but you’ve exceeded expectations hot stuff,” Sally grinned as she bent down and took my knob between her mouth briefly to lube me up.

“Oh fuck it,” Sally said as she got up and mounted me, sinking down to the hilt easily.

“Ah yes, one more thing, if I provide the ladies who will be generous with you…. this is all I want in return…. a ride on this magnificent hard cock!” Sally groaned as she slammed herself down on my proud dick.

I just loved the way this turned out, an older woman, hot blooded and lusty, riding my shaft and now employing herself as my pimp and paying herself in kind before she’s even delivered…. the plan was on track!

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“I hate her fucking guts!” Sammy yelled as she sat in the car.

“What happened?” I asked while stroking her knee.

“Fucking Nina!” came the angry response.

Sammy was a shade under 5 foot, C Cup boobs, perky bubble butt, red hair and a thick South African accent, and my best friend, who happened to still be in her senior year at school. Mostly due to a lack of trying. She was, and still is, a hot girl who can play Xbox. Trouble is, she was always giving it priority. She moved in with me after I graduated. We were in a two bedroom apartment, and she started studying more frequently.

Nina on the other hand, was a shade over 6 foot, and fit. She was also very aggressive toward Sam.

“Anything I can do?” I asked gently as my hand moved to her thigh.

“Take me home, my head hurts.”

So we drove off home, she moved my hand back to the steering wheel and undid her top button so I could see a little cleavage.

We were the best type of best friends, the flirty kind.

Back in the apartment, she immediately went into the bathroom and shut the door.

“You okay?” I yelled through the door.

“I’m fine. Just have to shower. I’ve got dirt in my hair. Fucking Nina,” she replied. The shower went on and I sat down in the lounge. Yet again, I found myself, imagining Sam in the shower, teasing herself, fingering herself. When I opened my eyes, she was in front of me, wrapped only in a towel. “Having fun?” came the smart quip.

“It’d be more fun without the towel,” I replied.

“Would be. I’m fun sized. 18C is good on me.”

“If you show me, I’ll believe you.”

“Sorry Max,” she said and teasingly waved goodbye. Sam walked into her room and pushed her door. Before it fully closed, she dropped her towel, showing her back before it reached the frame.

She reemerged moments later in a hot pink nightshirt which came halfway down her thighs with a towel wrapped around her hair.

“Whatcha thinking about?” I asked her playfully.

She threw herself down on the lounge beside me and answered, “Punching Nina in the fucking head.”

“That’s a bit… harsh,” I said, wanting to direct the conversation in a more sexual direction.

“No. Harsh would be hitting her in the face with a shovel and fucking her with a studded dildo.” She grinned from ear to ear visualising that. “I have something to finger to tonight now,” she teased.

“Aren’t I good enough?” I dejectedly asked.

“Need a break from you, sorry sexy,” Sam apologised. Her nipples were poking through her body clinging garment, which she was tying to make tighter.

“I might have to wank to that tonight too, little different but,” I continued.

“What? You going to stud your dick?” she quipped.

“Nah, I’ll watch you fuck her with your studded dildo.”

“How is that different?” the well endowed eighteen year old replied.

“You’ll be getting drilled hard at the same time, by me,” I responded.

Sam smiled and nodded slowly. She put a hand on her own thigh, glancing quickly over at me to see if I was watching. Realising I was, she left her hand on her leg and didn’t move it. She opened her mouth, then went on to ask, “How about you fuck her with the studded dildo and arse-fuck her with your dick while I force her to eat me out?”

“That could be fun,” I replied, dick getting hard from the imagery. Sam got up and bent forward to take her towel off. I got a really good view of her plain pink underwear, which had a really dark wet spot between her legs, and her bubble butt. It took her awhile to check if her hair was fully dry, so the conversation stopped for a few minutes, but I had something to watch, her bum wiggle she does. I was severely tempted to throw her down and have my way with her, but that could be called rape if I was unlucky.

She stood up straight, letting her nightshirt fall back down, and turned around to say, “Going for a Batnap before dinner.”

“Catnap even?”

“What’d I say?” she quizzed.

“Nevermind,” I smirked, and Sam went back into her room and shut the door.

I knew she wasn’t napping though, she started moaning softly and muttering things I couldn’t quite make out. I did make out, “Fuck me, harder,” and “Take it bitch,” but she tried to keep it quiet. She mostly succeeded, but I did hear the crescendo. She actually echoed through the house.

Ten seconds after her climax, I opened the door and spoke, “Butter chicken, ready in two.”

Sam was still on her back, under her blanket, with her knees close to her shoulders, breathing heavily. Her hands were still clearly between her legs, riding out the end of her orgasm. “Be there… in… a sec…” she moaned in response. Figuring I could leave the door open, I walked back to the kitchen and finished cooking.

Sure enough, two minutes later, Sam walked out, nipples pointing the way and her hands smelling very sweet.

“Nice nap?” I teased.

“Amazing, still exhausted though,” she replied. I served up dinner and we ate. We were in the middle of our food before she asked, “What am I going casino siteleri to do about Nina?”

“I’m still a fan of the double fuck idea,” I answered.

“Fucking hell, I’m serious Max,” Sam said coldly.

I swallowed another forkful of chicken, and said, “I can help.”

“How?”

“I can talk to her, ask her to stop.”

“That doesn’t work.”

I grinned and offered, “I can fuck her, tape it and put it on the Internet.”

Sam slowly chewed her mouthful and swallowed. “That could work…” she trailed off. I walked over behind her chair and started massaging her shoulders. I was joking, but I could easily follow through on it. “Fuck, that’s a really good idea,” she nodded. She stood up quickly, spun around and kissed me. “That bitch won’t know what hit her.”

I leant down and kissed her forehead, “Hopefully my dick.”

Sam laughed a lot at that, I leant down and kissed her cheek, close to her lip. “My bed’s getting cold,” Sam whispered.

“Is it just?” I whispered back, kissing her neck.

Sam didn’t say a word, but led me by the hand to her bed. I sat down slowly and the short sexbomb sat astride me. She kissed my neck and pushed me down, unbuckling my pants and pulling out my erection. “No, I don’t think so,” she said.

“Why not?”

“It’s too big! Nina does not deserve it!” Sam exclaimed.

“It’s only nine inches,” I stated.

Without letting it go, she said, “Okay, Max, it’s bigger than my forearm.”

“Is that a bad thing?” I asked.

Sam stuck the head in her mouth and answered, “It’s not like you’re putting it anywhere.”

“Cocktease,” I moaned at her.

She took half of my cock in her mouth and sucked, bobbing up and down, twirling her tongue, then removed it from her mouth and whispered, “I’m not really teasing it. I’m quality testing it.”

I moaned while she resumed sucking me. It was the best head I ever had. “So, do I get to see yours?”

“No. Not yet at least. Earn it,” she whispered before taking seven of the nine inches into her mouth, causing me to shoot my load into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, before saying, “Sweet, but warning is good next time.”

“Wow,” I stated as she cuddled up to me. “So, no fucking?”

“Not yet.”

“No pussy at all?”

“Nope.”

“Boobs?”

“No.”

I felt a little ripped off, but her body being against mine was amazing, even if we were clothed. “So, just cuddling my bestie?”

“No,” Sam answered firmly. “You get kissing her too. And I’ll suck your dick again if I’m still in the mood later.” She smiled and her head rested on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her. She sighed happily into my chest, “You’re leaving your cock out for now,” she muttered sleepily while she stroked it. “I want to watch you fuck that bitch so hard.”

“You’ll get to Sammy, you’ll get to,” I sleepily muttered into her hair.

I woke up in the morning with a hard erection, and Sam’s little hand wrapped tightly around it. She was still stroking it, so I opened my eyes and saw her looking into mine. As this happened, she moved her hand faster and gripped me tighter. As the first drops of precum rested at the head of my cock, Sam kissed me and pushed me down. Her head returned to my cock, and her red tongue ran from the base of my cock to the tip. Shortly following, her lips were wrapped around my shaft. The most amazing blowjob ever followed that moment, and I shot an even heavier load down her throat without warning.

“That’s a lot,” she muttered after swallowing it.

“Sorry,” I apologised but she slapped my chest.

“It shows you like it, don’t be sorry.”

I put my arm around her and held her close, “Still no boobs?” I asked pleadingly.

“Nope. You haven’t done anything yet,” she replied, still nuzzling my chest.

“Dang,” I muttered.

“You’ll get there. You might even get to fuck me one day.”

“We can start now,” I offered, but Sam looked up at me and shook her head.

“No. I need to offer you a reward for fucking Nina.”

“Oh…” I sighed, and she got off me and kicked me out to get ready for school.

We pulled up at school and I turned to Sam.

“See you at 3,” I told her.

She reached across and passionately kissed me. “See you then,” she whispered. Her hand was in my pants a moment later and she squeezed my cock, “See you too Monster.”

And she was gone a second later. Sam ran straight upto her Asian friend Sabrina and they hugged before waving goodbye at me. I waved back as they turned around and I directed my inner lust at the pair.

I was soon distracted by a rather athletic female figure walking past my car. Nina. Her skirt was longer than the other girls, actually covering her knees, and she was wearing a jumper, like always. The only skin that showed on her was her pale face. Her hair had a two-tone black and red pattern, and her face was a little squat.

I saw the opportunity to lay some ground work down and jumped out of the car.

“Hey there,” was the first phrase that came to mind.

“Hi,” came a slot oyna slightly startled response.

“You want to come for lunch at my place,” I told her, trying to implant the suggestion in her head.

“What makes you say that?” she inquired, smiling and folding her arms.

“Because you look hungry. And like you want company,” I replied, trying to use what Sam had told me as a guide to her psyche a little.

She looked surprised at this and lowered her arms. “A girl can eat,” she muttered, still smiling and she hopped into the car.

Nina threw herself down on the couch and folded her arms and legs.

“So, what are we having?” Nina asked as she bounced her foot playfully.

I sat down beside her so that our thighs were touching and whispered, “I was thinking some tacos.”

“Okay,” she muttered, still smiling sweetly.

Sure enough, I made tacos, and we ate them. After we finished, I put my arm around her and we kissed lightly.

“I’m in the mood for another one,” I whispered.

She giggled and bit her lip. “I can think of one you ain’t getting,” she whispered.

I put my hand on her upper thigh and she moaned a little, but moved my hand away. She got up and headed to the bathroom, but she spun around quickly when I stood up and pushed me into the wall, holding me there. Nina looked at me with a strange confusion. “You’re doing something to me. It’s…”

As she struggled for words, I kissed her and she sort of melted a little. But she pulled away and punched me in the stomach. “You’re… affecting me…”

I gripped her upper thighs and pulled them forwards. We ended up falling down together, landing with me between her legs. Her skirt had gone up and her underwear was stretched over her groin. Nina was looking very scared, and excited at the same time, and her eyes widened as I put my hand on her thigh.

I moved my hand upto her panties and rubbed them, letting her juices mark the pea green fabric.

“Oh!” escaped her lips and she began twitching.

“Are you okay?” I asked her, hoping she wouldn’t ask me to stop.

“I haven’t… been touched… there… before…” she moaned.

I kissed her lips tenderly, and started rubbing her pussy harder, staining her underwear even further. I whispered the question into her ear, “Have you ever touched yourself?”

Nina shook her head and whispered, “No.”

I smiled and whispered, “Close your eyes. I’m about to blow your mind.” I watched Nina close her eyes, then pulled her underwear off. Now, I like giving girls head. I’m also very good at it, with Nina being a virgin, I was about to set the bar for future men really high.

I looked at the body before me, her firm and muscular thighs, the thick black pubic hair over her pale virginal pussy. I spread her light pink lips slightly, and found her clit with my tongue, teasing it slowly, causing her to moan loudly. “Oh God!” she cried out.

I popped my head up for a second, replacing my tongue with my finger momentarily, to ask her, “You sure you don’t want me to?”

“Don’t stop!” she moaned. I heeded the bully’s wishes and resumed licking her clitoris, picking up the speed, causing her to reach everywhere to grab onto something, her moans becoming undistinguishable but louder. A few minutes of this passed, and she shouted, “Oh God! Oh God, oh YES!”

Her wet little hole started visibly clenching as Nina had her first orgasm. I popped my head up and asked, “How was that?”

She was still riding it out but she whispered, “Amazing…”

I smiled and said firmly, “Good to hear.” I then put my face back in front of her vagina and ran my tongue from her arse crack to her clitoris and she shuddered, I then proceeded to start flicking her clitoris once again.

She moaned, “OH!! OH GOD!!!” And I then decided to run my finger along her arse crack to her clitoris, then back down to her entrance, where I teased her with small circles around the rim of the hole, which I did for several minutes, drawing out her pleasure, but not quite pushing her over the limit to orgasm. “Take me!” Nina cried out, and pushed my face down to her vagina, so I pushed my finger the slightest bit into her vagina, feeling upto her hymen and feeling her vagina clenching tightly around my finger as she orgasmed once more. I sat up and sucked the sweet juice off my finger, leaving her lying on the ground, clinging to the carpet.

“What was that?” she asked in a breathless voice.

“You came. Twice,” I told her simply.

Her chest was heaving and pushing her breasts forward, but she sat up and whispered, “I think I need to go now.”

She attempted to stand but soon found herself falling flat on her small arse. I laughed but helped her stand. She whispered, “Thank you for lunch.”

She turned around and attempted to walk out when I wrapped my arms around her from behind. She melted back into me a little, so I ran my hand down her skirt and flicked her clit a few times before whispering, “No problem. Come back soon. And come harder.”

She moaned and I stepped away. She walked out the door, canlı casino siteleri turned and waved.

Sammy had a bounce to her step as she got into the car, prompting me to ask, “What’s up?”

“I am,” she replied. “Nina didn’t show up today, so I didn’t get pushed around.”

I put my hand on her mid thigh and said, “You’re welcome.”

She smiled, then proceeded to lean across the car and passionately kiss me.

“What’d you do today?” Sam asked.

“Had a friend over,” I answered ambiguously, and Sam snuck her hand into my pants while we drove home.

We got inside and Sam threw herself down on the couch and muttered, “Something smells sweet.”

“Nina’s pussy.”

Sam sat up at this and asked, “You fucked her today?”

“No,” I answered. “But I ate her out. Would you believe she’s a virgin?”

Sam hopped to the edge of the couch and sat there, “Really?”

“Yep, felt her hymen myself.”

“Max… We can make this so much bigger!” the sexbomb exclaimed. I stopped to pick up Nina’s panties, which she had completely forgotten about.

“How?” I asked.

“Fuck her on camera. We won’t put it out on the Net though. Do it a few times, then put them all out!” she said rapidly.

I was checking Nina’s panty size and asked, “What’s your size again?”

“My panties?” Sammy asked.

“Yeah,” I responded. She got up and walked into her bedroom, shutting the door, and walked out a moment later with a blue pair in hand.

“See for yourself,” Sam whispered tauntingly and handed them to me.

I checked the tag and laughed, “You’re a 14 and she’s a 10.”

“Her arse is smaller than mine?” she asked dejectedly.

“Too small, your arse is perfect,” I answered honestly.

I noticed the juices on the panties she had handed me, and she asked, “How do you know my arse is perfect?”

“Because I have seen you in your nightshirt before,” I answered. “Where you just wearing these?”

My best friend bit her lip and smiled before saying, “Maybe.”

She kissed me tenderly before wandering off to her room and shutting the door.

I put my ear to the door and heard her start moaning, so I opened the door. Sammy was under her blankets and still had her school shirt on. But her hand was pumping between her legs and she was moaning loud. “Need a hand?” I offered.

“No,” she replied, while still finger-fucking herself. She beckoned me closer, and stuck her finger in my mouth. It was covered in her juices and it tasted sweeter than Nina’s.

“Sweet,” I commented. “Much sweeter than Nina.”

She laughed while pumping her hand back between her legs again. “You just saying that was like turning on a tap,” the girl muttered. I went to move her blanket but she stopped me. “Not yet.”

“Why?” I asked, but I had an idea of where this was going.

“You’ll get yours after dinner, let me have mine now,” Sam muttered to me. So, I exit the room and shut the door.

I sat down and scored some 360 time, kicking the arse of the Americans in HALO 4. Eventually, Sam came out of her room in her pink nightie, and flopped down on the couch beside me.

“Have fun?” I smirked.

“Yes, I was prepping for tonight,” she replied. “It’s a little exhausting.”

I scored the final kill of the match with a no scope, turned to her and asked, “What am I getting?”

“Surprises.”

I’d been playing for just over an hour, it was time to start cooking. Sam grabbed her controller and started killing the Yankees in my place.

“So, what’s you and Bitchface get upto today?” Sam teased with sexful eyes as she finished her plate..

“I made us lunch, we ate, she tried to dominate me, and I didn’t let her. I ended up between her legs, and completely blew her mind,” I answered, trying to brush past the fact I had thoroughly enjoyed my time with Nina.

“You didn’t get to play with her boobs?” Sam asked quizzically.

“No,” I said disappointedly. “Jumped straight to her pussy.”

“Was she tight?” she asked curiously.

“Yeah, she hasn’t had that… first dick to stretch her out.”

“Right.”

“She’d never even masturbated before,” I added.

Sam nearly fell out of her chair with laughter, “Oh, I could have so much fun with that.”

“I’ll fuck you with that image in mind, if you’d like?” I offered.

She laughed again, stood and once again led me to her bedroom.

I was pulled to her lips and we kissed madly before I was thrown down on her bed again. Sam crawled over me until her mouth was even with my ear and whispered, “No.”

“Why not?” I asked again.

“You haven’t got anything to show me,” she whispered seductively.

“I have her panties,” I meekly said while her warm crotch ground against my stomach.

“Not enough, sorry,” she teased.

My erection was pulled out and a warm little hand started stroking it while it’s owner’s voice hit my ears. “Max, you’re working quicker than I thought you would.”

“You told me I’d get to fuck you if I did.”

“Does fucking me mean that much to you?”

“Yes,” I replied. That must’ve been the right answer because she started stroking it faster.

“You know you won’t get to fuck me until you’re fucked Nina, right?” she asked with a cold, straight face.

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