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Chapter 04: Leg of Lust

On the way to my chair I whipped off my clothes, heels, blouse and skirt, leaving a trail Hansel and Gretel couldn’t miss. Didn’t need to tell joeie to strip, he was already naked, and like an eager puppy he met me at my chair looking happy as could be. I grabbed the chair’s arm and spread my legs wide, turning my butt to his face. I expect joeie to clean my pussy and behind before I shower; it’s the least he can do.

“Snack time,” I sang. In a moment joeie’s tongue was lapping away at my behind, slathering up and down my crevice, his slurping loud enough to drown out the music playing in the background. He’d taken a butt cheek gently in each hand and opened me wide enough for his cheeks to slip between my thighs, his mouth reaching for pussy. I bent forward further to facilitate his endeavor. Instantly I felt joeie vacuuming my pussy, sucking up globs of sperm left by my Nubian Prince. My hungry pervert was taking it all in his mouth as fast as he could, guzzling it down like a last meal.

Once joeie’d successfully cleaned his plate and pussy was emptied of sperm, his licks became gentle, teasingly so. Then he strained his neck to reach for my clit and begin sucking and nibbling. It wasn’t long before his masterful lips and tongue elicited the first of many orgasms. With legs trembling, then trembling even more, I was forced to step backward, to fall, with joeie catching me as one would a cherished relic, slowing my descent, following without missing a lick, mouth glued to pussy.

Soon I was breathless and kicked him away, then kicked him away again when he resisted, as I expect. Then I kicked him away yet again, when he tried getting his mouth on pussy again, and again once again, till he got the hint casino siteleri and went to my feet looking dejected and hurt, which made me chuckle, though not easily. I lay there, cleansed and spent, luxuriating in simmering sensations most inviting. joeie slid up my leg to wrap his arms around my thigh and begin humping, staring at my breasts. I looked down at my pussieboy, glad to see him where he belongs. Here was a male on a mission, humping away with his tongue hanging out looking hungry and deprived. If I’d the energy, I’d have laughed aloud at this pathetic creature’s demonstration of male dependency. I was excited by thoughts of caging that beautiful organ soon, caging it once and for all.

“Stop that, and get my shower ready,” I managed to bark. joeie’s blue eyes met mine seeking permission to continue humping, though he never stopped until I raised my voice. “Didn’t your HEAR me you simpleton?” My voice was coming back, and I was able to be louder. With great reluctance joeie uncoiled his arms and cleaned the area of my lower leg used by my cock. Then he stood, wiping his cock clean with his hand, then licking the juice from his hand. He held up his hand for me to inspect, looking for my approval, and I nodded. He then turned, got down on his hands and knees and crawled toward the bathroom. I soon heard water running, so I got up slowly and managed to reach the table. A few puffs of my vape pen and a healthy slug of Old Grand-Dad, was all it took, and I was on my way to the bathroom.

The bathroom was steamy and warm, just the way I like it. joeie was there, his eyes glued to my breasts, ready to part the shower curtain. With my breasts held up before his eyes I stuck my forearm in to test the water, and found it the perfect temperature. joeie offered slot oyna his arm so I could climb up and into the claw-footed tub. Once under the water I pointed for him to kneel down and go to the corner. I watched my male, without being told, get into position, kneeling with his ass lifted high and his nose pressed tightly into the corner. I closed the curtain and began lathering my body, washing away seventeen hours of train ride, not counting the hour with my Nubian Prince. It’s amazing what can be accomplished in cramped quarters, and I had the deluxe room! I peered between the shower curtains to give my pussieboy a thrill by yelling at him, demanding he get his ass higher so I could see my balls better, and nose pressed deeper into the corner. I snickered to his anus puckering tight while he struggled to comply. Of course there’s absolutely nothing wrong with his positioning, but I have no intention of telling him that.

After a bit I rinsed thoroughly, then turned off the water. This was my pussieboy’s cue to fetch some towels and wait for me to part the curtains. joeie’s arm was there, and as I grabbed it to step over the scrolled edge, he wrapped a warmed towel around my shoulders. He then placed a smaller one atop that, so I could wrap up my hair. Instead of letting him gawk at my breasts, he got a red-nailed index finger pointing back to the corner. I wrapped my hair and then toweled off. While patting my skin with hemp seed oil, I prodded joeie’s ass with the big toe of my foot.

“Higher,” I bellowed as if upset, just to watch him jump. “And smush that nose into the corner!” I had to admit I was impressed by the way he wriggled his butt before becoming still, being able to get it no higher he yet tried. Truly I was succeeding with this male, finally. canlı casino siteleri I shook my head in wonder, wondering if he realized he’d already had his ass high in the air, or did it matter to him? If he pressed his nose any further into the corner, I’d need a stone mason to get it out. I finished my routine and slipped into a mauve colored silk robe.

“Get the towels and hang them up, joeie,” I state, walking passed him. I seated myself in my chair and picked up my vape pen. Shortly joeie crawled to the entrance of the room and cleared his throat for permission to enter. After a minute I nodded and the poor dear crawled as fast as he could for my leg, to press his throbbing hard-on against it, while wrapping himself around it, imprisoning it quickly. I looked on feeling quite smug.

“Easy there, champ. I just showered,” I said in a very annoyed voice. “And is your dish beneath you,” I asked as a way of pointing out a failure. He stopped to retrieve the dish and place it near my foot, beneath his boner as best he could, and began humping anew, with even more intensity. “I don’t want any of your juices going to waste,” I said in passing before going back to smoking. I let him hump away like the little puppy I’ve been spending the last few years training him to be, and now he actually wants to be. I ignored him while going about checking and answering my emails.

Soon I was tired of the computer and decided joeie’d enjoyed himself long enough. I stood suddenly and he damned near toppled over. So intent was he on humping my leg I needed to shake him off, like one would any other horny dog. I giggled and turned around, lifting my robe to my waist. joeie moved immediately to my butt, parting my cheeks to lap at my crinkled rosette. I spread my legs wide for my obedient pervert, bending over the chair’s arm for support so I could offer him a treat. Like this I’m able to enjoy his tongue wiggling its way up into my asshole after a well-earned reward. It’s easy to please a real pervert.

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As a security guard at Christmas, it is usually a thankless task. All those office parties and you have to remain sober, alert and at your post. However once in a while something happens that turns the job into a bonus.

So it was at Christmas 1984, I was the sole security officer at a multi tenant office block. The five floors housed nine different companies, with a communal executive dining room on the top floor where the pent house would normally be. At this time of year this dining room is usually a very busy place booked up for all the staff parties of the tenant companies.

As a rule the parties normally begin around the 17th December and go through to the 24th. This particular year the 24th was a Saturday and therefore only one party was booked for that day. This meant that the only people on the premises would be associated with that party. The catering manager surprised me around 9.30 am, when he informed me “You know you may well be here for quite some time as usually the security never get relieved until at least the 28th by this company”

“I expect so!” was my reply.

“Well to make things easier on you, here are the spare keys fro the catering stores. Use what ever you want but make a list so I can knock it off my stock list when I return!” He continued. “This key is for the wine store, again go easy on it and let me know what you use” he added.

“As I do not drink, your wine store will be safe!” I informed him.

“That’s as maybe, but there is more than just wines in that store, it’s were the cokes and fruit juices are kept” he commented.

He told me that today’s party wanted a cold buffet and it would be all laid out for them from 1.00pm. So he expected to get away around that time, the party was scheduled to start at 3.00pm and finish by 8.00pm. He informed me to ensure the place was locked and secured by 20.30 hrs.

He actually logged out around 12.30 pm and on my next patrol, I decided to check out the dining area. The long room was laid out with trays of sandwiches on trays covered with cling film with six cases of cokes stacked nearby.

I checked the storeroom, thinking about something to eat later after 9.00pm, there was just about everything you could think of in the freezer cabinets. I decided upon a nice selection of ham and cheese for later.

At 2.30 pm the party guests started to arrive, as required they signed into the building out of hours, this allowed me to check who was on site and ensure they had all left later. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred, apart from the occasional flirting between the female guests and me. One blonde woman with her two colleagues, thought she was being witty when she said “If you was only 20 years younger!” winking at me.

I responded with “You would still be cradle snatching!” smiling at her. She returned my smile. Before disappearing towards the lift, casino siteleri she produced a sprig of mistletoe and demanded a Christmas kiss. I think it was for show in front of her two younger colleagues, so I thought if she wants a kiss I’ll give her one to remember for a long time to come.

I grabbed her and Rudolph Valentino style turned her into the clinch before giving her an open mouthed kiss. Sally responded by slipping her tongue in to my mouth and tried sword fencing with my tonsils. Her two colleagues merely clapped and cheered, whilst laughing. Breathlessly we broke our kiss and with a wink she said “Wow, I will be back later to see you later for some more”.

“Not if I see you first!” I responded.

As the rest of the guest began to arrive, I finally discovered that night what PVC really stood for… Perverts Viewing Clothes. As most of the women seemed in competition as to see who could wear the smallest PVC skirt, tightest PVC top and who could flash most of their stocking tops. As far as I could tell there seemed to be three females for every male at the party.

I was tempted around 5.00 pm to lock the main doors and take a quick peek at the party now in full swing. I decided that better part of valour was to remain where I was.

Sally did return to my front desk around 6.30 pm, she was slightly the worse for wear and appeared a little intoxicated. She brought with her two glasses of wine, offering me one of them. I pointed out that I do not drink and she simply pouted her lips at me. “I suppose you don’t screw of first dates either!” she chided.

“I would not say that!” I quipped.

“Well how about another of those sexy kisses?” she asked. I took the two glasses from her and set them down on the desk, before taking her hand and leading her into the small security office behind me. I then took her in my arms and re kissed her, exactly the same way as I had early. Only this time I managed to slip my hand up to feel her generous tits. She never flinched, but did stop me from sliding my hand up her skirt though, giggling as she said “I hardly know you, kind sir.”

She pulled away and wagging her index finger at me she backed out of the room, grabbed her drinks and headed off to the lift. As the lift doors opened she blew me a kiss before stepping inside and she was gone.

Nothing further happened until the guests began leaving around 7.45 pm. Several of the women were worse for the drink and needed Mini cabs to get home. Sally hung around the reception area as everyone else began to leave. Eventually she came up, kissed me on the cheek and slipped a piece of paper into my hand. After everyone had left, I finally got to read the note. It read ‘Give me a call after 9.00pm tonight and we could get together’ it included her mobile phone number.

By 8.30 pm, it appeared that everyone had left, so I locked the front slot oyna doors and walked up the stairs to the top floor with the intention of locking the dining area and then making a sweep of the building serving as my next patrol. The Dining room was a real mess, but empty, so I locked the doors and began working my way down the stairs checking each floor as I went.

Fourth floor was clear and promptly secured, as was the third floor. On the second floor however, I heard the sound of giggling. Working my way around the open plan office I came round the final corner to an area where a partitioned office stood with its door wide open. As I approached the giggling became louder, I was not prepared for what I was about to witness.

I reached the open door, to see two naked women on the large board room table. They were looking at each other and obviously unaware of my presence, but they were very busy fucking their own pussies with the necks of two wine bottles. As I stood watching the raven haired woman (Sue as I soon found out) screamed out her climax announcing “I win, I win” as she climaxed over the wine bottle which was more than half way up her pussy.

Her red haired friend (Sheila), screwed up her face as her own orgasm broke, she too had the majority of her bottle buried from sight. “Shit, you bitch, I suppose your going to make me do something really horrible now!” she screamed.

Before Sue answered, I coughed and startled both ladies. They both sat bolt upright but never attempted to cover up, it was Sue who broke the silence as she said “OH Shit Sheila, we are busted!”

“What can we do to convince you not to report this?” Sheila asked.

“Get dressed and go home!” I replied.

Then Sheila stood up on unsteady feet and approached me, her heavy set breasts swayed provocatively as she walked. She reached me just as Sue struggled to her feet. Sheila then ran her hand over the obvious bulge in my trousers, squeezing my now painfully hard cock. She turned to sue and said “Here Sue look what we have here, we can have the real thing for desert after all”

Sue smiled back, licked her lips and replied “Oh I certainly hope so, just look how it bulges his pants” Sue joined Sheila by my side and as sue began to kiss me, Sheila unbuckled my belt and had my trousers undone with out me realizing. The first I knew was when I felt my trousers slip to my knees. Sheila’s had was quickly inside my boxer shorts and wrapped around my cock.

It took me all of four seconds to decide ‘what the heck, who would believe me anyway.’ So I allowed them to lead me back over towards the table, where while Sue continued to undress me. Sheila had my cock already buried down her throat to her tonsils.

Sue suddenly announced, “As I won our little game, I have first choice of going first or second!” she continued “I choose second! I want to see him canlı casino siteleri fuck you!”

Sheila reluctantly stopped sucking me and released my cock, standing she laid back on the table and beckoned me between her legs. Sue walked round behind me and taking my penis in her hand she fed it into her friends open wet pussy. She then leaned forward and began to suck ob Sheila’s nipples. What could I do but begin slowly fucking this randy woman laid before me.

I suddenly saw Sue give Sheila’s right breast a love bite, this drove Sheila over the top as she suddenly began moaning, her cunt spasmed against my rigid prick. I suddenly felt the tell tale tingle start in my balls as I shot my load deep inside her clutching pussy, which milked my cock for all it was worth.

Sheila then slipped to her knees and sucked me hard again. Ready for me to screw Sue, She wanted me to lie on the table and she then climbed on top of me and began to rub her pussy lips against my hardening member. Then she slipped it into her pussy and began riding in earnest. I felt Sheila, squeeze my balls as Sue bounced up and down on my prick. Suddenly I felt Sheila slip a finger into Sue’s tight anal ring and begin to finger fuck her. Sue suddenly went rigid as her orgasmed bathed my hard cock. I lasted much longer this time because of the fact that I had just filled Sheila’s pussy with Jism.

I took Sue to a second orgasm before finally washing the walls of her pussy in my cum. I then persuaded them to dress and escorted them off the premises. I had just locked the main door when the desk telephone rang. “Hello” I answered.

“Thought you were supposed to call me around 9.00pm” the woman’s voice said.

“I have been busy besides I am not that late!” I responded.

“You better check your watch again!” Sally replied.

I looked up at the wall clock and suddenly realized that it read 10.30 pm. I apologized and explained I had found a problem on one of the other floors, which I could not just leave.

“Well just open the bloody door, it’s freezing out here” was Sally’s response. I looked up at the main door and there was Sally, still dressed as when she had left earlier. I unlocked the door and she stepped inside. “I saw your problems just leaving” she sniped. I explained I had found them passed out in the board room on the second floor and need to make sure they were alright before sending them home.

After locking the main door again, Sally and I went up to the dining room where; she helped herself to another drink before slowly doing a sexy striptease for me. We ended up seeing Christmas morning in doing what comes naturally. Sally had a passion for anal sex and at one stage had my cock up her arse and a Saveloy sausage up her pussy, before slowly eating it.

She finally left at 9.00 am Christmas morning walking decidedly bow legged. I could not believe the Christmas this had turned out for me.

I finally got relieved from the site on the 28th December but being honest was never alone for long as Sally kept popping in for food, drink and a little bit of the other…

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I knew she had a secret, the moment I first saw her. She walked through the crowd as I leaned on the light pole, waiting for the ‘walk’ light to appear and then she turned, mid-stride and looked over her shoulder and I saw it. Her past. Like a specter in her eyes, behind her, pursuing her.

I stepped off the curb despite the traffic and the “Don’t Walk” light and cars braked to keep from hitting me. I crossed the street and followed her. I had just left my attorney’s office and signed the end of my present life. Everything I had known was now gone. I gave away my life to be rid of it. The divorce papers I had just signed were not merely to be rid of the woman I had married six years before, but to be rid of the life I had lived for those six years.

I had leaned on that light pole as people passed for several minutes, several lights, several stops and several goes of traffic, waiting. I was waiting for direction, for inspiration for something to tell me what direction to go, not on the street, but in life. Then she caught the eye of my soul. I saw her honey blond hair, shoulder length and the open brilliant blue wool coat over the shimmering silver blouse. Then she had looked, over her left shoulder as she passed before me and I saw the secret; not what it was, nothing like that, but merely that she had one. And I went after her.

For eight, ten, twelve blocks I followed her and she continually looked over her shoulder but never seemed to notice I was following her. Finally she dodged into an eatery, nearly filled with people and I dug the hundred out of my pocket as I entered behind her. She was speaking to the maitre ‘d and I lay a hand on her shoulder and leaned past her, the hundred in my hand, rolled and sticking up like a pen.

“I have reservations I am sure for the lady and I.” I said. The man looked up at me, nodded.

“Of course, Mr. . . .?”

“Belnieous. Mac Belnieous.” I wanted her to know my name.

“Follow me.” The man said, the hundred blinked out of sight.

I took the lady’s arm and pulled her with me. She did not resist but came along, allowing me to steer her to the table, seat her with her back to the door and I sat on the bench seat facing her.

She did not speak but thanked the waiter. We ordered appetizers and then entrees. I frankly do not recall what it was. We had salad and a glass of white wine each. She allowed me to order for us both. I waited. She waited. I did not look at her, not directly but watched the door, watching for someone scanning faces, looking for her. I waited for her to look over her shoulder but she did not. She ate in silence. The silence comforted me. My emptiness matched it. Her secret echoed it. We shared it and the sharing felt intimate, luscious and a little dangerous. The silence lasted and the fact neither of us spoke did not seem to concern her and it did not concern me. I was empty and had nothing to say. For perhaps the first time in my adult life I had no words, nothing of interest, nothing pressing, nothing to say, nothing. Silence, but not peace.

The waiter brought the check and I paid, again with cash. This time she looked me in the eyes, the first time our gazes had actually met. I rose and she rose. I touched her elbow, took hold of it. Her skin was cool and my fingers tingled where we touched. Together we walked to the door and out into the street. Still no words.

That was when the burning started, the first awareness in me, the lust and the desire to have her immediately and quickly for my pleasure and independent of hers. I saw the marquee of a hotel and steered her towards it. She moved easily, almost as though she were leading me. I opened the door for her and placed a hand on her back, sliding slowly down to her ass as she passed. She did not respond. At the desk, I waited for the clerk to acknowledge us. I released her elbow but she did not move. She did not look at me. She waited, outwardly calm save for the trembling of her hand on the counter. She covered it with the other hand.

The clerk arrived and I held up a single finger and laid the hundred dollar bill on the counter. The man looked at it and I lay down another. He laid a key on the desk and I glanced at the number. 819. He directed us to the lift and when it arrived we mounted it. The door closed but I did not touch the button. casino siteleri

After a moment, she extended her right hand and with her index finger pressed ‘8’ on the display. The elevator moved. Such a small gesture of assent and I shuddered with anticipation. Still silence. I breathed and for the first time caught the faint smell of her perfume mixed with something contrasting, and I wondered. Then I knew, her arousal, I imagined I could smell her and I responded.

The elevator door opened and we walked together down the corridor towards the room, not touching. I opened the door and stepped back. She slipped past me, pressing the point of her hip against me as she passed. She must have felt my desire fully aroused by her aroma, her presence and the sign of acquiescence her finger meeting ‘8’ had signaled.

The door closed behind us and I lifted the blue coat back off her shoulders. I dropped it on the floor. She did not move but I noted a slight tremor in her shoulders. Her dress, a simple thing with lace trim, silver with some scarlet accents, buttoned up the back. I began to undo the buttons, one at a time. My hands trembled. She felt it and when the dress was loose to the middle of her back, she turned beneath my hands and let it fall forward, revealing her breasts. She wore no bra. Her arms dropped to her side and the dress fell away from her. She stood still, then, trembling as though from the cold for the room was indeed chilly. Her skin puckered and her nipples bunched. I longed to touch them and I did, lightly with a finger, tracing lightly around the nipple. She closed her eyes and then opened them and looked at me.

Her eyes were blue, crystal blue and brilliant but they had no sparkle, but they blazed.

“Kiss me.” She whispered, drawing out the esses of ‘kiss’ like a hiss but in her voice it sound like a prayer.

I leaned forward slightly and extended my mouth to her and brushed my lips against hers. She stood before me in nothing but her thong. I kissed her lightly. She did not move, did not hesitate to return the kiss but neither of us opened our mouths, as though the old world did not exist. We were transported, chaste but eager to surrender it for what came next. I kissed her again and then bent her backwards and put my lips to a breast. She sighed as my hot breath enveloped the nipple and I sucked the delicate thing into my mouth. I released it, then her.

“On the bed,” I said.

She turned from me and walked into the room. She stripped down the thong and turned to show me her nudity. I regarded her in the dim light. The chill touched her and she folded her arms across her breasts. She had a secret but I knew that.

“It is cold in here.”

I slipped my own coat onto the floor, letting it flow off of me like a cape. She watched. I took off my tie. I had dressed to sign the divorce papers in the suit I wore to my father’s funeral. I unbuttoned the white shirt and dropped it to the floor.

“Wife beater.” She said, eying my undershirt of that same name.

“She deserved it.” I responded and pulled the tank top undershirt over my head, mussing my black hair. I smoothed it with my hand and she smiled, a full, pleasurable smile. Her teeth were perfect.

“Take me.” She said. “I want you in me.”

I unbuckled my pants and let them fall, showing my own plaid, green boxers covering my erection. I walked towards her and stopped within reach. She knelt, put her hands to my waist and drew my boxers down to my ankles, put a hand on my cock and touched the end with her lips. Her mouth opened and she sank her mouth completely over me, thrusting me deep into her throat. I shuddered, put a hand lightly on the back of her head, touching her but seeking no control over her motions. She bobbed her head a time or two and I was erupting, bubbling forth into her throat and mouth. She sucked at me, drinking and swallowing, all the while moaning and cooing as though about to break out into song. When I finished, she got to her feet and went to kiss me, a pearl of my own liquid at the corner of her lips.

I drew back. She hesitated, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand like a slattern after draining a tankard of ail. “Not kissing me now?” She said. “I’ll wash.” She moved past me to the bathroom. I did not move. I heard the water come on. She slot oyna drank, gargled and spat. And again. The water turned off, then silence, then she gargled and spat again. And again. I felt guilty.

I felt her behind me. Her hand slithered past my hips, across my belly bulge and up to my chest which she cupped. “I found mouth wash. Kiss me now?”

“I will fuck you now.” I said softly.

Her hand descended to my cock and she found me erect again.

“I think you will, yes.” She said.

She released me and crawled onto the bed, crouching on her knees for a moment before she looked back at me. “How?” She asked. Her eyes were slits but her lips open, quivering.

I did not answer but put my knee on the bed beside her and pushed her flat then rolled her to her back. She opened her legs. I moved between them and ran a hand up and down each leg. She watched me. I put a finger to her sex and waited for her eyes to close. Feeling her until her eyes reacted, not closing but widening.

“I want you in me.” She said, this time in what I took to be a nearly normal voice. Not a demand or a command or a plea but a flat, inflectionless statement.

My hands moved to her knees, on the outside of her legs. I lifted them to my shoulders and move forwards. Her hands found my cock and as I leaned into her, planted it like a flag at the entrance to her cunt. I felt her hunch up at me and I was inside her. I pressed forward and encountered the resistance of her sphincter. Her eyes closed.

“Fuck me.” She said softly.

I pressed harder and harder till she relaxed and I rammed home, deep into her body. The pleasure of it blinded me and I closed my eyes. I took hold of her shoulders around her legs, putting her ankles next to my jaw and I fucked her, gently at first and then harder and more insistently. She shuddered and her head turned to one side, to my left. I was watching her now, through the haze of my pleasure at actually being in her body, at actually having her on her back before me with her legs spread around me. I stopped moving and her eyes opened.

She did not speak. I let her legs fall to the bed. I lay down on her, putting my lips close to her ear. “I know your secret.” I said, not moving. “You are mine now.”

“Yes.” She immediately responded. “I am yours now.”

“When I am finished with you.” I said.

“I will be yours then.” She finished for me.

I pressed into her again and moved over her. She turned her head and I took her face in my hands, balancing on my elbows and tilted her head and kissed her hard, pressing my tongue deep into her mouth till I thought she would gag but she continued to suck at me. Her lips worked with mine and we seemed to be speaking language to each other which had not syllables or sound.

Her hands found my shoulders and they pulled at me, moving lower to tug a time or two at my lower back before resting on my buttocks. They pulled at my ass while thrusting up at me, hunching her hips at me as if to swallow me twice. I continued to thrust into her and she accepted me, her legs splayed wide, unresisting, open, inviting. I felt and smelled her wetness.

I picked up speed and rose above her on my arms. She lifted her head and looked down her body to where we were joined. Then she flipped her head back to the bed and arched her body up at me and whimpered, biting her lower lip. She shook and shimmied. Her legs wrapped around me and she pulled my face to hers with her hands and we kissed. I quit moving my hips and slowly sank into her till my full weight rested on her pubic bone and my elbows. She tightened her legs around me, pressing me deeper into her body with her heels.

“God but I love your cock in me.” She said in a gasping voice. “Fuck me.” Her breathless voice galvanized me.

We increased rhythm and continued to chase the wind till finally she stiffened under me and winced, cried out some inchoate chant of pleasure which ended with ‘oh yes!” but with many syllables. I continued to thrust into her even after she went still. After a few moments she turned her lulled head back to me and opened her eyes. What I saw there started my own orgasm and I missed whatever happened next. I lost all strength in my arms and collapsed beside her. She pressed her cheek against mine and we lay there for a few moments, canlı casino siteleri till I caught my breath.

I struggled to regain control of my weight but she pulled me tight against her, full against her sweating body. “Fuck me again.” She said. I did. I lost nothing but became numb and pounded into her till she came again. I rolled over onto my back, still hard but wilting. We lay there, side by side for a while, letting the sweat dry in the chill of the room.

Silence.

I think I must have dozed because the next thing I knew she was standing beside the bed, a towel wrapped around her body, hair wet.

“You were asleep. You snore.” She said, looking down at me.

I wondered where I was and if I remember correctly and what I should take seriously what vows we had exchanged in the throes of such passion. To test this brave new world I put out a hand and took hold of a corner of the towel and tugged at it just a bit, not enough to dislodge it but enough to loosen it. She did not move but kept her eyes on mine. Slowly, she lifted her hands from her sides and, extending her left, slipped a ring onto her finger. She watched with her calm eyes, a half smile on her lips. Water beaded on the skin above the towel wrapped around her breasts.

I pulled the towel completely loose then, revealing her brown body, not tanned but a soft brown which blended with her honey hair which, wet, appeared dark, laying lank on her spare shoulders. I wanted to speak but had no words. Nothing had made sense to me for years. I had been speaking words as though from a bad script written by someone beyond my body who had access to my vocal chords, but had no access to my heart. My heart was still silent.

For the first time I studied her body and she stood still and let me, the huge diamond glinting in the half light of the afternoon room. I turned on my side, braced my head with one hand and ran the other up her leg to her waist. Then up to her breast. I tweaked a nipple. She did not respond but stood still as I touched her. I ran a hand down to her crotch and teased a finger through the hair there, a silky blond, exactly the color of the hair on her head. I found her clit and touched her and she did react then, closing her eyes for a moment then opening them again but slitted, narrowed. I thrust a finger deeper into her wetness, curling it inside of her and she trembled a bit then. I moved it around and then pulled it out, wiping it on the bed cover.

“Take me in your mouth.” I said, rolling onto my back.

She got on her knees beside the bed, leaned over me and then with both hands directed my cock to her lips. She sucked at me softly for a minute or two then began to bob her head over me, taking me ever deeper into her mouth. My cock responded and soon I was utterly erect. She took me completely into her mouth and held me there for a moment and then lifted her head and stood. She put one knee onto the bed and swung the other over me and positioned herself astride me.

“I want to ride you.” She said. “I want to fuck you, this time.”

She took my cock in one hand and then carefully lowered her body on to me. Slowly and carefully, she sank down till we were mated together like a bolt and a washer. She began to move. Leaning forward, she put a hand on each shoulder and began to rock, moving her clit against my pubic bone, over and over again. Her head wagged back and forth, eyes closed, using a steady tempo.

Then she stopped. She sat back, pressing my cock more deeply into her body. She peered down at me, opening her eyes. “You were not sure if I would still be yours, were you?” She asked.

“Are you?” I responded.

She stared at me for a moment. “If you want me, I am yours. I will do anything you tell me to do. You can fuck me any way you like, any time you like, any place you like. You can give me to your friends. Share me with your sister. Sell me to your boss. I do not care. I am yours. Fuck me when you wish. But I am completely and utterly yours. Until you say otherwise. Do you understand?”

I shook my head. “I understand nothing.”

Then I pulled her down and kissed her hard, struggled for a moment to turn further and put her on her back and then I fucked her till all signs of the shower were gone. Even her hair had dried and was laying about her head as I came into her body. I collapsed and she shuddered.

“Fuck me again.” She said.

“No.” I muttered. “Can’t.”

She sighed and I dozed. When I woke she was gone. I had not asked her name. Her secrets were safe with me.

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We would finally meet, house would be empty.. we would sit on the couch just talking and getting comfortable in the presence of each other.. You would be freshly showered.. You will tell me to go shower to get fresh and maybe relax a little.. I get out of shower and come to the living room drying myself off, you come up behind me and blindfold me..

We already know that there will be no bondage,pain, or anything else. The blindfold is for me, so I don’t see everything happening and chicken out, and to heighten my sense of touch/feel to make it more arousing..

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Before your arrival I laid out some massage oil, a wand vibe, bottle of lube,and my dildo I have been using to try and get used to something in me..

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You know from our chats that I want to feel your cum shooting in my mouth and throat.. and also want it deep in my asshole…

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I finally let your cock out of my mouth, and you bend over to kiss me, after a nice long kiss.. You ask me if I was lying when I said I have never done it before…

My head is spinning in the fact that I have waited this long to have a cock.. I cant wait for more..

We get up and go have a smoke.. we talk, touch, rub, stroke… You finish first and go back to the bedroom… I come back and join you on the bed.. we watch a little tv and I reach behind me and give your cock a rub.. You are getting hard again..

You ask me if you can finish the massage you started, I reply with a smile and nod..

You get up and lay a pillow in the middle of the bed, and tell me to lay across it.. I position myself on the pillow with my ass in the air and grab another pillow for my head..

I hear the oil bottle snap open and then feel the stream of oil on my spine and down my crack… you begin to massage my back, shoulders.. then you move down and run your hand between my legs, stroking my cock, massage my balls, and run your fingers over my tight virgin hole..

When I feel you touch my asshole, you noticed my moan I let out and raising my ass to accept more touching… you keep rubbing across my hole, then massage little circles around it.. finally putting the tip of your finger on my ass.. slight pressure… I breath deep.. you grab the lube and drizzle it on my asshole, you have me reach back and spread my cheeks and you drip some lube inside my ass.. your fingers massaging, rubbing, I feel your finger again on my hole.. you begin to put pressure and rubbing in little circles… I move my ass backwards, trying to make my asshole slip around your finger..

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You are pounding my asshole.. I am telling you to fuck me… I move my ass down a bit so you can get a little deeper… I feel your balls slapping mine.. I’m in heaven.. I tell you not to cum in me yet… I ask you to stop.. I want to be on top of you…

you pull out and lay down on the bed.. I straddle your hips… I reach down and grabs your cock, rub it against my asshole, you push right in.. I can’t believe it, I’m riding my first cock, and lovin every thrust…

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What and incredible first time… I hope we can do this more often…

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Tag: Chantelle still doesn’t have her own vibrator

If you read the prologue, you’d know that Chantelle and I had had numerous conversations about sex during work-related car rides to pick up work supplies. We had never hooked up, although I fantasized about it often. Then she moved away to be with her boyfriend. Things changed when she came back to town for a visit.

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I’d had several pretty personal conversations with my friend Chantelle over the years. Unfortunately, even though I knew an awful lot about her sex life, we’d never consummated anything. After she moved away to be with her boyfriend Tom, I didn’t get to see her for well over a year. But one September, out of the blue, I got a call from her. She was back in town and wanted to see if I had time to get together. No way I’d pass up seeing her, and we planned lunch a few days later.

Over lunch, I learned that things were still good with Tom, but he was on an assignment out of town for an extended period, and so she had taken the time to come and visit her family for three weeks. During lunch, I asked if she’d like to join me for the 2 hour drive down to our pet supplier later that week.

“I can’t wait! It’s been a long time since we had a fun chat,” she responded. I thought (and hoped) that I detected a little devilish sparkle in her eye when she said this

I couldn’t wait. I didn’t really expect anything to happen on the trip, but was hoping just maybe to find out more about what was going on in her current sex life, get to share about mine, and have some sexy conversation. I’d also thought of some ways that we might be able to get physical, if she was willing. Did I really expect them to work? Maybe not, but you never know.

As we drove, we talked about all kinds of things – how she’d settled in to a new part of the country, her new job, Tom’s work, how she’d met new people. All of it sounded good. I asked if they’d finished initiating every room of the house, and laughing, she said they’d definitely initiated every room at least once. They had even worked on the more unconventional places like the walk-in closet, the 1/2 bath on the first floor, and the patio.

Chantelle asked about my sex life, which was pretty OK but mostly vanilla, and I admitted I’d gotten a shower massage of my own. She asked if I was enjoying it, and I admitted that I was, on a regular basis. I reminded her that she had told me that she and her old boyfriend had had a threesome at one point and asked if she’d done the same yet with Tom. She blushed, and said they’d met one friend who they thought might be interested, but they hadn’t actually gotten tried to get her in bed yet. She did admit it had led to some pretty good sessions when they talked about her. It all sounded good; Tom was keeping her pretty well satisfied.

She was staying alone in a hotel room and admitted that she missed Tom, especially the regular sex. (You were telling instead of showing — see how my edit changed it?)

“I just have to tell him I’m feeling a little frisky, and I’m going upstairs to take care of it, and he drops everything to help out. But I don’t have anyone else to help out here! And I don’t even have a shower massage. Mom’s house has one, but I can’t really go over there just to take a shower.”

I made appropriate sympathetic noises. “Too bad, but I guess you’re right. You could sneak in, maybe. But you still don’t have a vibrator? Even after seeing them at your mom’s a while back? You must have gotten one.”

“No, really, I still don’t. With Tom and the shower massage, I really don’t need one. Oh, and by the way, I did figure out how to use that on Tom, and you’re right, he likes it.”

“Told you so, it’s all about the right technique. But back to you, hasn’t he ever been out of town this long before? How’d you survive? This is definitely time for a vibrator!”

“No, he hasn’t. But I just don’t even know where I’d get one, even if I decided to.”

I said, “Hey, do you remember every time we come down here, we pass that adult store, and we joke about it? It’s still there. And you know, they have vibrators.”

“They do? How do you know?”

“Well, I stopped in and bought some stuff one Valentine’s day when I was down here. Just to get something different as a present.”

“What did you get? What’s it like?”

“It’s not bad, actually, inside it’s not dirty or anything, just racks of magazines and videos, and a section of, uh, ‘hardware’ around the sides. There were a few other people there when I was in, a few guys, but actually two women came in while I was there too. “What did you get?”

“I was really trying to figure out what the best magazine was, and they were all sealed in plastic. So even though it was weird, the salesperson asked if I needed help, and I figured she should know, so I asked if what I was looking at was really explicit. She said, I think so, but let’s check, and she opened it and said she’d casino oyna just reseal it after. Very nice, kind of nonchalant about the whole thing. Just like any other store.”

“And they had vibrators?”

“A whole wall of them. They aren’t that expensive. You know, I’ll even buy you one as a going-away-again present. I’m helpful like that.”

She laughed. “Very thoughtful! Well, I’ll think about it.”

“OK, but don’t think too long, because we’ll be driving by it again on the way back.”

We proceeded to do our business at the animal store. I joked a couple of times when we found phallic objects like syringes of the right sizes. But it wasn’t until we got back in the car that she said, “OK, I thought about it.”

“What?”

“That we can stop at that store on the way home.”

Score. “Good call. Trust me, you’ll be glad you did. “

When we got there, we parked in the back, and walked past a couple of other cars to go in. A few people were inside; a couple looking through some DVDs, a man by the magazine rack, and another man just going into some “private viewing” booths in back. There was a nondescript looking woman behind the counter, could have been the same person from a few years before, but I couldn’t really tell. We did a slow circuit of the store (it wasn’t that big), walking past shelves with lube on them, past a few sexy outfits that I said would probably look really good on her (she posed and fluttered her eyelashes at me), past some BDSM stuff that she gave a good look at, and past a selection of strap-ons. She slowed at these, and she wondered out loud when someone would want them.

“For two women, or maybe for a threesome. Or you could do your boyfriend with it.”

“Hmm, interesting.” she said, looking thoughtful.

I then pointed at one of the giant size models and said,

“But not with THAT!” She laughed and agreed that there were probably ones that would be more fun, rather than just buying size for the sake of size. And with that, we got to the vibrators.

They had lots, and lots, of vibrators. I gave her a lesson. “So, you have the realistic ones” (pointing at the rubberized ones that looked like a realistic cock), “the big ones” (more of the 3″ diameter models), “and more of your standard type.” These were the regular smooth plastic vibrators we all know and love. “You also have this ‘rabbit’ type. I haven’t used one of these with anyone, but this part goes inside, and this part is supposed to tickle your clit. Supposedly it’s great. I think it was featured on Oprah or something.”

Chatelle burst out laughing, then looked around self-consciously. “Oprah? No way.”

“That’s what I read. Like I say, I’ve never really seen one used.” I pointed at some with cords. “But you definitely want battery powered, and waterproof in case you want to take it in the shower.” She agreed on that.

“I’ve always thought the realistic ones were kind of creepy looking,” I remarked, “and if you ever think you might play with it with your boyfriend, well, most straight men probably don’t want another thing looking like that,” I pointed to the realistic rubber one, “anywhere near them. I know I don’t.”

“So what would you look for to use it with a guy?”

“Well, for just kind of playing around, any of these standard ones would work. But if you wanted to do some, uh, anal stuff with him, and he’s not used to it, then maybe a little slimmer.” I pointed to some super slim ones. “These are really thin, maybe too thin, there’s actually no point to it. Kind of just like a vibrating finger, you know? You could probably pretty easily use something like this” (I pointed to a 3/4″ diameter model) “and it would be fine. You still need to be gentle, and use lots of lube to make it really slippery, but that’s do-able. Now, for you, you could probably go a little bit bigger.” I pointed to a silver model, waterproof, maybe an inch or more in diameter, and longer than the other one. “What do you think of this?”

“It’s a little longer than most guys, at least the ones I know.”

“You don’t have put the whole thing in, you know. Some has to be sticking out. Besides, you may not want it inside all the time anyway.”

“Really? Isn’t that the point?”

“Kind of, but the vibration is really the point, along with that. On the outside, just holding it there, maybe even with clothes on. Sometimes right on your clit, or all around, or sometimes inside. There are a lot of possibilities.”

“And you’ve tried them all?”

“Look, it’s not just a solo thing, it’s just another sex toy. So yeah, I’ve used them a few different times, with different people.”

We looked at a few more things, including the g-spot vibrators that she thought looked a little weird, and butterfly vibrators just designed to strap around the front. I told her I had heard these were supposed to be really good and intense, but definitely not the traditional vibrator. Finally, she asked me my advice.

“OK, since I’m slot oyna buying, and I’m cheap, here’s what I would do. I’d get two basic vibrators, one a little bigger and one a little smaller. Like that silver one and this pink one. You can try them, see how big you like, you can use them on Tom, or if you get together with that friend of yours, you’ll have a couple of options. And it leaves more to come back for if you really get into it.”

She thought for just a second. “OK, I’m in your hands. That sounds fine, whatever you think.”

Great! We grabbed the two vibrators, and I also grabbed a bottle of lube as we paid. Chantelle asked me about it as we left.

“Do you really think we need that? I’ve never had a problem with being wet.”

“Do you get, uh, wet pretty fast?”

“I guess, although I’ve never done a comparison to anyone. Once I’m going though, I’m good until I’m done!”

“Well, think of it as a safety blanket, or if you are in a hurry. But also, if you do end up wanting to use it on Tom, you’ll need it. Actually, I suppose it would be ‘in’ Tom, not just ‘on.'” She laughed.

“Do you really think I should try that with him?” We got into the car.

“Well, does he have any interest? Not all guys like anal, but some do. You said you’d done it with your old boyfriend once, right? Haven’t you done it with Tom as part of your housewarming? Or has Tom ever poked around back there, at least? Any clues if he might be interested?”

“Well, he used his finger once or twice, and sometimes I do play with his butt a little when I’m going down on him. I like it and he doesn’t last long once I start rubbing.”

“Then I think it might be worth a try. Start with a finger, see if he likes it, and then you’ll know if he’s ready for the vibrator sometime later. I have to admit, I like being done with a vibrator that way. Not every time I have sex, but when I’m in the mood.”

“I remember you told me about doing that guy in high school. Is it like that?”

“I dunno, it’s not another guy, it’s with a girl, and the vibrator is more fun. More comfortable, maybe? Or maybe it’s just experience.”

I had another thought. “Actually, you might want to try it yourself that way. You remember my old friend I told you about who told me all about her shower massage? I bought her a vibrator too one time. After I got it for her, she’d tell me about using it, including using it anally. I’d ask in the morning if she used her new toy, and she’d say yes, and then I’d ask how she used it, in the front or back, and she always said both. She really liked it. But she was funny – she told me she’d never have anal sex with a guy. She said she never knew why guys always wanted it that way. She just didn’t want to. She said it would just be too different from smooth plastic vs. what she thought a real guy would be like. And she really did like the vibrator that way!”

“She doesn’t know what she missed. But I guess she was happy with the present, at least.”

“Yes, she was. One of the most exciting gifts I ever gave. You’ll like it too, I’m sure. “

“I sure hope so, after all this.”

We drove along for a while. Then Chantelle said,

“You know, I am a little nervous. I’ve never used this before. What do I need to know?”

I tried not to laugh at her. “What’s there to know? It vibrates, it’s long and thin and smooth and will be slippery… It’s going to be pretty self explanatory. But we have some time before we get home, so maybe you should get it out and make sure you know how to use it.”

She got the two vibrators out of the bag and took them out of their packaging. Then she turned the dial way up on the first one, and when it buzzed, she jumped and almost dropped it. I laughed.

“Careful, it might bite!”

“Shut up! I just wasn’t ready for it.”

“Uh huh. Turn it down and try it again.” She turned the dial a little more slowly. “Depending on how you feel, you might want it faster, or slower, at different times. You’ll need to experiment.”

“But… should I just keep it on the whole time? Or only turn it on once it’s in? How do most people do it?”

“Look, it’s not like there’s a right answer! And not being a girl, I really don’t know. There’s not a wrong way, it’s whatever feels good. Just wash it when you’re done.” After looking really interested in the store, she still looked dubious. “You really do seem a little nervous about this though. What’s the matter? “

“I don’t know, it’s just different.”

“Than your hand? Or someone’s fingers? It’s the same, just better.” Then I had an inspiration. If I was going to make a move to do more than fantasize, this had to be the moment to try. “But, you know, if you are really still worried, maybe I could, um, that is, I’d be happy to try to help.” I blushed, but tried to put on my cutest grin. “I could demonstrate, or maybe not exactly demonstrate, but I could help show you how to use it. I’m not trying to move in on Tom, but I know he’s away, and I canlı casino siteleri have some experience here, and I could help out, just as a friend. After all, you let me buy it, so it could be like an in-home demonstration. I could help, just clinically, you know. Really, I’d be happy to.”

I was blushing and my heart was pounding as I stammered out my offer. Chantelle just kind of looked me for a second. Then she got just a small smile and said “Have you been trying to set me up all this time?”

“Oh, God, no, I would never, I mean, we always just talk and stuff, I’d never try to do anything I shouldn’t, I know it’s a little different, but kind of like friends with benefits, I just thought it would be fun and you were a little worried and stuff…”

She burst out laughing. “It’s OK, you goof, I was just yanking your chain. I thought you’d never ask. I’d love your help. I’ve been sitting here, not saying anything, just figuring you didn’t want to cheat.”

Damn. It was that easy? She was a very special girl.

“Well it’s not really cheating, we’re not going to have sex, it’s, uh, I’m just helping you learn something you can’t get at home. And it’s not something I’m doing at home either.”

“Teaching about vibrators, you mean?”

“Yeah, I’m not running around doing that, I’m covered at home. And you’re going to be leaving soon and I won’t see you for a really long time. If it’s not something I can do at home, doesn’t that make it a little different? And I’m just a helpful kind of guy. Like a class. Just kind of a hands-on class.”

“Oh, so it’s just a student-teacher thing?”

Better not make it too clinical. “Well, OK, you know I like you a lot, we get along really well. And I haven’t said it, but I’ve always thought you were really pretty. I’m really, um, excited, here. I would love to do this. I wouldn’t do it with just anyone! There hasn’t been a chance for us to ever do anything like this. But this could be really good.” I wasn’t sure if I was pleading, or trying to explain myself. “But I have to say, student-teacher relations can be very interesting. I’ll probably have to give a lot of lessons, and give you a lot of quizzes to see if you pass. I’ll need to give you a grade, things like that. So far you have an “A” for interest.”

“Hmm.” She thought. “I never thought I’d look forward to being tested, but it could be fun. OK, it’s a deal. We’ll have some “class time” and you can help me with this.”

Oh, baby.

I asked Chantelle to swing me by my place so I could freshen up. No one was home, so I ran in, changed and showered in record time. I met her back at work in my car, and as we dropped off what we had to there, there was a definite tension to our flirting that hadn’t been there before. As we were unloading, when we were out of sight of everyone else, I went out of my way to brush up close to her in tight spaces, and I reached over and gave her a little caress on her cheek a couple of times. She responded with little jiggles back against me (there was no doubt she felt a lump in my pants a couple of times), and with a few shivers. As we were finishing up, I asked her if she thought she was almost ready. She reddened and said, “I think I’m very ready.”

When we arrived at her room, I tried to figure out just how much role-playing we were going to do with this. “You know, since my job here is as a teacher, how about we treat your room like my office, at least to start. That way I can teach you everything you need to know and I’ll be sure we don’t miss anything.”

“OK,” she said. “How should we start? I could really use a shower.”

“That’ll work. How about a quick shower, and then report to my classroom for your extra study session.” I said, gesturing around the room. Pointing toward the bed, I said “I’ll probably be working at my desk over here. I’ll get things ready while you’re in there. Just wear your towel. Remember that I’m your teacher, though. I might need to ask you some questions, and you’ll need to do your best to answer to earn a decent grade.”

“Questions?” she asked.

“Yes, you know, to teach you, I need to know what you already know. I want to build off where you are already.

I got the room ready while Chantelle went in the bathroom to shower. I drew the curtains, although we had plenty of light to see (I really wanted to see what I was doing), and turned down the bed. I put the vibrators on the side table, along with the bottle of lube, and pulled my “office chair” up to the side of my “desk.” I kept on my shorts and shirt, but got rid of my shoes and socks. Then I waited.

After a minute the shower stopped, and a couple of minutes later Chantelle opened the door and asked “Are you ready for me now, Mr. Jackson?”

“Come on in!” Chantelle stepped out wearing her towel wrapped around her. “Hi Chantelle, glad you made it for your study session. It’s much easier to answer questions when you can get some individual attention. Here, have a seat at my desk.” I motioned for her to sit on the bed.

“So, let me be sure I understand where you are in terms of background for your extra work this afternoon. I understand that you’ve never used a vibrator before, and you are a little bit nervous about it.”

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Note: So this one probably isn’t as good as my others standing alone. It was mostly written as a continuation of the first one. Therefore, there’s no build up or tension build or anything. It kind of jumps right into it.

I highly recommend reading (or rereading) the first one to kind of get yourself in the mood of the story. However, if you don’t want to go through that trouble, I understand.

Lastly, this was another request done and it took FOREVER for me to get to. I want to apologize for that, especially since the quality isn’t that good. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy and hope to be writing more soon as I finally have some days off!

*****

“What the fuck is going on here?” Laura asked, her hands on her hips.

“Precisely that!” Trixie replied. “Some good fucking!”

“Well you are far too loud. I’ve been listening to all of your screams from several floors down. At least have some decency girls!”

“But Miss Rubio,” Trixie pouted, “Look at this magnificent cock that we have to play with tonight!”

“Oh please like it’s anything that’s- Oh my god.” Laura looked into the room and saw both Jenny and Kimmy licking away at a massive rod. It had to be at least 9 inches.

“That’s,” Laura started, “That’s… um… that’s pretty big.”

Trixie then saw an opportunity. Ever since the first day she saw Laura she had wanted to fuck her. Tonight might actually be her chance, especially if Laura was as desperate for her nether region to be pleased as she thought.

“Have you ever felt something that big inside you?” Trixie asked, whispering into Laura’s ear. Laura shook her head, transfixed by the sight of Joe’s 9 inch cock. “Do you want to feel that inside of you?” Laura nodded. Trixie stood behind Laura, rubbing Laura’s sweet Latin ass, pushing her inside. “Then cum on in and join the fun.”

Laura obeyed like a slave under a spell. Joe looked at Trixie who gave a devious wink and he got the picture. “Hello there,” he said to Laura. “Did I hear correctly that your name is Laura Rubio?”

“Yes,” Laura said.

Joe smiled. “You know, I fucked your daughters and gave them a pretty good time.”

“Yes,” Laura said, unable to say anything more, her eyes glued to his massive erection.

“Do you want me to show you the same good time?”

“Yes.”

“Then come over here and wrap that pretty mouth around my member.”

Unable to resist, the respected dorm advisor fell to her knees and devoured Joe’s cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, while Joe gathered her hair into a ponytail and used it like a handle to face fuck her with.

“Wow, Laura,” he said. “Your hair is incredibly thick and so silky!”

Laura moaned her appreciation onto his monster dick as she kept slurping away. It had been so long since she had had any action. In truth she had been sitting in her room, masturbating as she watched porn when she had heard the noise of all the girls fucking. Angry and jealous she decided they wouldn’t have great sex lives if she couldn’t. However, this turn of events wasn’t entirely displeasing.

“You know, I have quite the thing for hair, and yours has got to be the thickest I’ve ever seen,” Joe said.

“It’s yours,” Laura said. “My hair is yours. I’m yours. Take me and have your way with me.”

“Ah ah ah,” Trixie interjected. “You’re gonna have to work to get that big cock in your little cunt. First, you’re going to finish him off and not miss a drop getting it all down your throat. Then, you have to please every single one of us for all the times you bitch at us for bull shit.”

“I don’t bitch at you for bull-” Laura started, but Trixie gave her a look and she stopped. Laura worried that if she said that wrong thing, she wouldn’t be able to get in on some of that glorious cock that she still had to suck off. “Yes ma’am…” she submitted.

Trixie gave a devilish smile. “That’s a good little dorm advising slut. Now suck him off!”

Laura obediently went back to sucking off Joe’s massive cock. Joe held onto the ponytail and pulled on it as she bobbed her head. He watched as Kimmy and Jenny played with each other, engaged in a hot make out session with fingers inside each other. Trixie started feeling up Laura who moaned at the naughty vixen’s touch. Trixie, feeling extra devious, decided to encourage Joe a little.

“Fuck her face, Joe. Shove that large cock in her mouth. Give it to her with no restraints! Put this woman in her place as your cock slave!”

It was so erotic to Joe, hearing how Trixie was talking. He tightened his grip on Laura’s Latin ponytail and added another on the top of her head, grasping it firmly as he started to thrust his meat into her mouth. “Oh fuck,” he moaned. “That’s right, Laura. Take my cock. Take it like your daughters before you!”

Laura moaned her approval around his massive shaft, unable to do casino oyna anything but be a doll, a sex toy for Joe to use as he pleased. She was no longer actively pleasing him, just being actively used. Trixie began touching herself, playing with her clit as she watched Joe dominate her advisor. Her climax began to build, and from the noises Jenny and Kimmy were making from playing with each other, it wasn’t going to be long until they climaxed too.

Suddenly Joe began shouting as he violently fucked Laura’s throat, his seed spilling into her tummy. It was so hot that Trixie came too, and not a moment later she heard her two roommates coming to orgasm as well. The idea dawned at Trixie that if Laura had cum as well, that would have been all of them cumming at the same time. She figured it might be nice to go ahead and bring her off, but as she reached a hand down to start playing with Laura, she found her hand soaked in cum. Laura had gotten off to being used! All of them had cum at the same time.

The group sat there for a moment and caught their breath. Though Laura had just joined the group for a night of fun that wasn’t even halfway done apparently, she had just be aggressively throat fucked and needed a breather.

“So big boy,” Kimmy spoke up. “How are you liking all the bangs at your disposal?”

“It’s pretty fantastic,” Joe said. “I spend so many nights just studying and timing whack offs. It’s nice to have a night where I just have full out sex and don’t have to worry about anything.”

“Whose bangs do you think look the hottest?” Jenny asked, a devious smile on her face.

“That’s not a safe question to answer,” Joe smirked.

“Oh come on, have some fun,” Kimmy said. “It’s not like we’re going to stop having sex with you if you don’t pick us. Look at your monster cock. We’ll fuck you no matter what you say.”

“You sure?” Joe asked. All the girls, including Laura, nodded their heads. “Okay, well then I’d have to go with Jenny’s. Hers are the thickest and on top of that, the softest.”

“And what about hair overall?” Kimmy asked.

Joe really didn’t want to give her the ego boost, but if he was being honest, he really liked Trixie’s fiery red hair. It really excited him. “I’d have to give overall hair to Trixie. Mostly because of the way it can shake and bounce freely. I love watching hair move.”

“Well I’m sure you’ll get to watch plenty of movement as we continue fucking,” Trixie said, her voice dripping with lust thinking about taking Joe’s monster dick again.

Now that everyone had caught their breath, it was time for Laura to start working her way up the ranks to getting fucked. Trixie turned to her roommates and asked, “Okay girls, who wants to be eaten out first?”

“Me me me me!” Kimmy piped up.

Trixie grabbed Laura by her hair and dragged her over to Kimmy, shoving Laura’s face into Kimmy’s pussy. “Eat up bitch!”

Laura eagerly began lapping away, causing Kimmy to moan in pleasure. Kimmy grabbed onto Laura’s head and pushed her into her cunt. “That’s right slut! Eat me out! God use that talented tongue of yours!”

While they were preoccupied with that, Trixie straddled Joe. “Let’s go another round big boy!”

However, Joe had other plans in mind. “No, I don’t think so.” He lifted her off and shoved his huge cock in her mouth, causing her to be shocked. “I’m going to enjoy some of your hair a little more fully, but don’t worry, I’ll fuck your dripping cunt again soon enough.”

Joe then pulled out and asked for Jenny to come over. She complied and Joe had her kneel with her back to him, offering up her hair, of which he wrapped around his dick and began to grind himself inside. Jenny moaned in pleasure, loving how Joe was enjoying her hair. “How about you come over here and please this beautiful girl,” Joe commanded Trixie. She obeyed and started sucking Jenny’s breasts. Jenny let out pleasured sighs as she ran her fingers through her friend’s soft short red tresses.

Meanwhile Kimmy was grinding her pussy against Laura’s face, wanting to be brought off. “Oooh. Oooh yes! Laura! Lick me Laura! That feels incredible! I’m gonna cum! Drink me up Laura! I fucking love it! Here I cum! Oh yes! Here I fucking cum!”

Just as she said, Kimmy began to gush as her dorm advisor ate her up. At the same time, Joe began to dowse Jenny’s hair in cum as Trixie added her bangs to the sensation of hair around his cock.

As Laura finished lapping up Kimmy’s juices, she panted out, “Your turn Jenny.”

Laura quickly moved over and began working on Jenny’s clit, wanting to be able to feel Joe’s cock inside her as soon as possible. She was eager and it showed as she gave Jenny the time of her life. Kimmy just laid there, having had enough pleasure for the moment. Jenny played with Laura’s thick hair and encouraged Joe saying, “Oh Joe, Laura’s hair does slot oyna feel really good. You should fuck it, just like you fucked mine. I would love to see you take her ponytail and give it a nice hard fucking. Ooh! It feels like Laura agrees! Oooh yes baby!”

Excited by the prospect of her hair being used by Joe’s large rod, she doubled her efforts in trying to bring of Jenny.

Meanwhile Joe went over to Trixie. “Alright, slut, time for you to get what you want.” He then aimed his dick at her pussy entrance and shoved it inside. As he started fucking her he said, “Now here’s the deal. I’m going to fuck your pussy until I’m ready to cum, but once I am I’m going to release it all over your face. Then I want you to clean off my cock and then have Laura clean my cum off your face. Do you understand your orders, my little bitch?”

It was almost impossible for Trixie to get the words out as she was experiencing so much pleasure from his shaft. “Yes.. ye… yes s… yes… Oh yes… Yes sir!”

“That’s a good little bitch,” Joe said, and he continued to pound away in her cunt. He pushed himself deep inside her, trying to bury himself as much as he could as he felt her warm wet walls slide around him. He grabbed her red locks and pulled her head back as he ravaged her pussy. Her sex pulled at him, longing for more penetration, finally enjoying the satisfying experience that she had so desperately craved for so long.

“Better cum quick or you won’t get to!” Joe said as he grabbed onto her bangs as he fucked her. The rough play with her scarlet bangs was sending him into overdrive and he was going to be cumming soon. If Trixie didn’t get off from his cock soon, then she’d miss her chance. She looked over at Laura who was finishing up Jenny. Jenny screamed in pleasure, pulling at Laura’s now messy hair as she came from Laura’s talented Latin tongue. Watching her friend experience such pleasure, as well as suddenly feeling Kimmy’s lips on her nipples sent her into her own orgasmic frenzy.

She pulled at her blonde friend’s long locks as her climax took over her. Unfortunately for her she didn’t get to experience a majority of it with Joe’s dick still inside her, as not too long after she came he pulled out and erupted onto her face. She couldn’t help but lick some of the cum off her lips after it was all deposited onto her. Even Kimmy had to get a taste, kissing her best friend on the mouth and then the cheek to steal some.

“Alright Laura, your last task and then you get to fuck me,” Joe said. “Clean off Trixie’s face, then eat her out. While you’re licking that sweet pussy, I’ll be fucking your hair. Full on fucking it. After I release myself into it, I’ll be taking your pussy, but only if you’ve brought off Trixie with your tongue. Hope you’re really good at cunnilingus, because I just fucked her to cloud 9. I’m betting it’s going to take a while to get her off again. But first, Trixie has a job of her own.”

Joe stood by Trixie’s face, and like an obedient slave, she took him into her mouth and began to clean him off. When she was done, Laura immediately began to clean off her face. Joe watched in satisfaction and arousal as these women carried out his bidding. It was a lot of fun that he didn’t expect he’d have. He never considered himself a dominant person, but seeing Trixie’s ego had brought out that side of him, wanting to bring her down a bit.

Course then there was the idea of dominating a supervisor, which to be fair most of the work had been done by Trixie. He was just piggy backing off her work, but it was still fun to be ordering them around like his sex toys. However, with Jenny and Kimmy he genuinely wanted to make sure they were having a good time and didn’t feel as strong of a desire to dominate them in the same way. He just wanted to fuck their living brains out like they wanted. After all, this had been their master plan to seduce him. They should get what they ask for.

He turned to them and asked, “Do you two have any more rounds in you?”

Both shook their head. “I think I’ve had my fill,” Kimmy said. “You’ve given us a night that we will be sure to remember.”

“With any luck it won’t be the last,” Jenny added.

Joe smiled, happy he had sexually satisfied these two beautiful women. He then turned his attention on Laura who was passionately eating out Trixie. She even had a hand massaging Trixie’s breasts. Joe moved over and positioned himself by Laura’s head. He then took his cock and placed it at the back of her head, wrapping her ponytail around his shaft, and began grinding himself in her dark hair.

This unfortunately meant she had to keep her head still so that Joe could fuck it properly. In turn that limited her ability to lick Trixie’s cunt, so she redoubled her efforts, sliding a hand to her ass to play with.

Joe was enjoying the sensations of Laura’s hair. canlı casino siteleri “Oh Laura, your hair is so thick! I could fuck it all night long! Clearly you take great care of it, but I’m sure it could use a good daily cumditioning. Don’t you think girls?”

All of them gave an “Mhmm” in agreement. Joe just kept sliding his cock through her silk, feeling it brush over his hard manhood. It felt incredible, so thick and full of volume. It was absolute heaven! She kept going down on Trixie, sometimes shaking her head when she felt it was safe enough to, which sent incomprehensible sensations to his rod.

Slowly it seemed like she was getting somewhere in bringing off Trixie. However, as great as her hair felt on Joe’s dick, he wasn’t cumming yet. She had expected (and hoped for) him to have erupted by now, but he might have been holding off, enjoying the experience. Luckily, Jenny and Kimmy came to her rescue. Just as she managed to get Trixie to scream out in orgasmic bliss, Jenny and Kimmy got on either side of Joe and shook their bangs against his body. In no time Joe ejaculated with probably the biggest load he had shot off all night. He came and came and came. His emission must have lasted at least a minute with how much he managed to produce.

Finally when he came down from his climax, it was time for Laura to be able to enjoy some of that massive cock in more than just her hair and mouth. She wanted to have her cunt torn apart by its size. She hadn’t had a good fuck in so long; just like Trixie, she needed this.

Not a second passed after Joe unwrapped himself from her hair that she quickly turned around, cleaned him off with her mouth, then straddled herself over him and impaled herself on that glorious monster cock.

Impaled was definitely an accurate word as she felt like her sex was being torn to shreds. She felt so much pain, but at the same time so much pleasure. There was no time wasted in trying to get used to his size, she immediately started riding him. She figured she’d get used to the pain soon enough and had eaten out three girls with no release. However, as soon as the pain subsided, she came. The amount of pure pleasure she was feeling overwhelmed her and she came after riding Big Rod Joe for only a few seconds.

This wasn’t going to just be a one fuck and done, though. She wanted to get her fucks worth, so she kept riding him. He was plenty hard, and still had plenty of cum left to drain.

The other three girls had pretty much gotten all they wanted of him. They watched as Joe enjoyed their dorm advisor, occasionally making out with one another any time they knew Joe was watching them, just to spice things up.

It was insane, here was Joe who had just simply been trying to get some extra practice on the court to keep up with the basketball team, now fucking a dorm advisor obsessed with his cock as he watched three absolute beauties make out just to turn him on. This was any guy’s dream come true.

Laura not having a pussy in her mouth any more, was suddenly very audible. “Oh fuck yes Joe! Your cock is heaven! It’s splitting me open in all the right ways! No one has ever fucked me like this! I can’t get enough! I want this cock every day! I will suck you off, let you fuck my hair, let you cum on my bangs, whatever you want just so I can ride this thing once a day! I’ll be your personal sex toy, at your beck and call if that’s what it takes for you to take me! Oh fuck take me! Take me Joe! Oh fuck! Fuck fuck fuck yes! Oh yes! YES YES! YEEES! I’M CUMMING!”

Joe grabbed her by her ponytail and pulled her head back hard as the two of them came together. He erupted inside of her as she gushed over him. She soaked his entire dick and legs with her cum from how much she gushed, which was incredible given that there was barely any room for anything to get by with his large thick rod shoved inside her.

For a few moments she stayed lodged onto him, just breathing deeply. After some time she finally slowly slid off him. Trixie, being smart, asked Laura, “Feel completely satisfied Laura?”

All she could do was nod. She had used all her energy.

“Got any more in you?” Trixie asked. Laura shook her head.

Joe then got up and started getting dressed. “Well I guess that means my work here is done.”

“Hey,” Kimmy said, stopping him a moment and handing him a slip of paper. “If you ever need any help, here’s all of our numbers. Feel free to call us at any time in any combination. You can call just one of us, two of us, or all three. We won’t mind if you leave some of us out here and there. Just as long as you give us a good fuck every once in a while, we’re yours to please you.”

Joe took the paper. He smiled. “Duly noted.”

“Oh, and one more,” Trixie said, taking back the slip really quickly to write one more number down. “That’s Laura’s,” she said, handing it back to him. “I’m sure she’d want you to have it.”

Laura just nodded. Joe chuckled and then wished them all a good night, then left and headed back to his dorm, satisfied in a way he hadn’t been for a while, but would be soon again.

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As Jeff and I sat there like statues, Jeff more so than me, I couldn’t help but glance down and see that Steve was hard in his dress slacks! It wasn’t fully erect but was clear to see he was pretty aroused. I could almost hear Jeff’s heartbeat and he was breathing pretty fast in anticipation of what Steve was going to say! Steve could tell that Jeff was freaked and said, “Calm down Jeff, nothing bad is going to happen.”

Jeff let out a small sigh but still sat erect and tense. Steve looked over at me and said, “Tell him it’s all going to be ok.”

I looked at Jeff and could see the fear in his eyes. I put my hand on his leg and said, “No worries bud, trust me.”

Jeff locked eyes with me and said, “What do you mean?”

I smiled and looked at Steve and said, “Should I tell him or do you want to?”

Steve said, “Probably better to show him!”

With that, Steve stood up and unzipped his dress pants and pulled his now fully erect cock out of the zipper. It took some fishing and wiggling but after a few seconds, he managed to get all 10″ out. With his zipper constricting it a bit, it stuck straight out from his pants which somehow made it look bigger than it was! He stroked it a couple times and then sat back down in his recliner. I looked over at Jeff to see his mouth open in shock as he stared at his step dads huge cock for the first time! Steve put both his hands on the arms of his chair and said, “Come over here Bill, show him “our” little secret!”

I got up from the couch and started to make my way over to Steve’s chair. Once there, I looked over my shoulder at Jeff and said, “I’ve been doing this for a few months, he found out about us and asked me to help drain him on a regular basis.”

I got on my knees and turned my attention back to Steve’s cock. Before I reached for casino oyna it, I noticed it was bouncing with his heart beat and could tell he was a little nervous too with how fast it was bouncing! I reached out and grabbed it with my right hand while I got more comfortable on my knees in front of him. Once I found the sweet spot for my knees, I leaned forward and started to lick the tip of his cock. Once it was wet, I opened my mouth and slide his cock past my lips to my waiting tongue. We both let out a soft moan as I worked his cock deeper into my eager mouth. Having about 8″ in, I started the slow suck back up to his swollen head and let it plop from my mouth. I again looked back at Jeff and noticed he looked calmer. I moved a little so he could see Steve’s cock as I slowly stroked the entire length of it! I said, “Pretty nice cock eh?”

Jeff said, “It’s huge! How long have you been blowing him”

Before I could answer, Steve said, “Since the second time he blew you in your room watching the porn I gave you!”

Jeff laughed and said, “Jesus man, you could have told me you were blowing my step dad!”

I said, “Like you and me, it was our secret.” As I turned and put Steve’s cock back in my mouth. Sucking it a few more times to lube it back up, I turned back to Jeff and said, “You can only cum so many times in a day and I wanted as much as I could get so Steve let’s me drain him a few times a week.”

Steve interrupted and said, “More like 4 to 5 times a week.” As he nudged my head back to his still throbbing cock. Taking the hint, I put him back in my mouth and sucked a little faster, wanting his load and wanting Jeff to see me take his load. After a few minutes, I heard Steve say, “You can jerk off and watch if you want, or come help Bill, it’s all our secret now!”

With Steve’s slot oyna hand still on my head while I sucked his cock, I heard shuffling behind me on the couch. Wanting to see what was happening, I tried to come off Steve’s cock and look but Steve held my head and said, “Don’t stop, Jeff has his cock out and I want him to watch you suck me!”

I moaned at the thought of Jeff jerking his cock while I sucked his step dad. Steve said, “If you can cum again Jeff, I’m sure we could both cum in Bills open mouth.”

I let out a positive moan letting them know I loved that idea. I reached down and felt Steve’s balls and felt that they were tight against his body meaning he was going to unload his cum any minute. I took my hand off his balls and stroked him while sucking to help draw out his load.

I heard Steve say, “You getting close Jeff?”

Jeff said, “Oh yeah, I’ve been close!”

Steve said, “Good, me too.” As he took his hand off my head and started to stand up. He looked over at Jeff and said, “Come on up, let’s cum in his mouth together!”

I heard Jeff scuffle behind me as I moved myself to give him room to stand close. I looked up to see Steve and Jeff both standing in front of me furiously stroking their cocks. Steve looked down and said, “Open your mouth, I’m going to cum!”

I let out a moan and opened my mouth, waiting to taste his seed hit my tongue. As soon as I turned my mouth towards Steve, I heard Jeff say he was also going to cum so I turned my head so that they both had access to my open mouth. Steve pulled his cock tight to the head and a ribbon of cum launched from the tip and hit my tongue and cascaded onto my upper lip. A half a second later, I felt another rope of cum hit me in the cheek and across my lips from Jeff’s cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the canlı casino siteleri cum coming at me from both sides. As I would feel and taste one on the left side, the right side was also being sprayed with hot cum. As the jets started to subside and their cum was oozing out of them, I felt Steve push his cock onto my tongue and say, “Suck the rest out!”

I closed my mouth around his cum covered tip and felt it pool on my tongue. I moaned and started sucking to make sure I got every drop of his hot, salty load. He pulled it from my mouth and told me to suck Jeff clean now. With his cum still in my mouth, I turned and felt Jeff’s cock press against my lips. I opened my mouth and felt a big gob of cum squirt out and mix with Jeff’s cum on my tongue. I let out a very satisfied moan as I sucked Jeff clean. With his cock being extra sensitive from having just cum 20 minutes ago, his legs started to buckle and I eased up my suction on his cock. After a minute or so, he pulled his now softening cock from my mouth and I tipped my head back and felt the mix of cum slide down my throat. Although I swallowed and it was all headed to my stomach, I could still taste the cum in my mouth which was making my cock almost burst through my zipper.

With cum still on my face, Steve said, “I think we should do this more often, be our little 3 way secret.”

Jeff said, “Hell yeah, that was hot!”

I looked up and said, “I’m down whenever you guys are, but next time Jeff, you should help me suck Steve’s cock, it’s amazing.”

Jeff smiled and said, “Sure, I’ll help out!”

They put their cocks away and we all went our separate ways. On my way home, I was playing the whole scene in my head and reached down to feel I was still rock hard. I rubbed my cock in my pants for maybe 5 seconds and started cumming. The next few weeks would be full of me blowing them one on one and both at the same time, just depended on their schedules. But on a cool June night, I would finally get Jeff to help me blow Steve which was another experience for a later story!

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I slept in the next morning, probably due to the demands of the previous day. If it hadn’t been for a knock on my door I’m not sure when I would have stirred.

“Tom…Tom you OK?” called one of the twins from outside the closed door.

“Err, yeah,” I said not quite awake.

The door opened and she stepped in.

“It’s nearly eleven, we were starting to wonder,” I could now see it was Emily as she came into focus.

“Oh God is it really! I was dead to the world,” I said shocked to learn the time.

“It was only when Janice from next door asked us where you was that we realised we hadn’t seen you,” she said.

“Oh yeah, Janice, I promised I’d go round and finish a job for her,” I suddenly remembered.

“She did seem a bit worried that she’d be asking to much of you. I told her I was sure you was happy to help her out,” she said.

Now I was more awake I realised Emily was wearing a pink bikini. I couldn’t help looking her up and down admiring her neat little body as she now stood next to my bed.

“Perhaps, if you see her, you can tell her that I’ll be round a bit later when I’ve had a shower and breakfast, or should that be lunch! Can’t believe I’ve slept so late!” I said wiping she sleep from my eye’s.

“Will do, I’ll give her a shout over the fence and see if she’s still about,” Emily said and turned to leave.

“Thanks Em, oh and tell her I’m happy to help her out with anything she needs,” I said knowing exactly what her needs were.

“OK, see you later,” she said walking out and closing the door behind her…

When I eventually made it downstairs it was getting on for midday. I made myself some toast and a cuppa. I could hear the twins outside in the garden, still working on their tans I guessed.

“Hi,” I said as I strolled outside to see if they’d spoken to Janice.

The twins where both laying face down and had both undone their bikini tops to avoid white lines while they tanned no doubt. If it wasn’t for the different coloured bikini’s I wouldn’t have known who was who.

“You managed to get up then,” Emily said when she’d raised herself up onto her elbows and turned to face me.

She made no attempt to hide her breasts, her nipple was just visible. I smiled at her comment.

“Did you manage to speak to Janice?” I asked.

“Yeah she said to go round the back when you’re ready,” Emily replied.

“OK, thanks, I’ll see you later,” I said.

Wearing just a white vest top and blue shorts (I hadn’t bothered with underwear) I slipped on some canvas deck shoes and made my way next door…

“HELLO!” I called standing outside Janice’s open back door, poking my head inside.

“COME IN TOM,” Janice called from somewhere inside.

I stepped inside and waited. It wasn’t long before I was greeted by the sight of Janice wearing a short red silky dressing gown.

“Sorry I didn’t come sooner I casino oyna overslept,” I said.

“Don’t apologise I’m just glad you’re here now,” she said.

“Let me sort that curtain pole out for you,” I said although I was sure she wasn’t really bothered about it.

“Yes lets go up shall we,” she said with a cheeky grin.

Following Janice upstairs I kept getting the odd glimpse under her gown. She was wearing a pair of black panties. She certainly had a shapely pair of legs. Walking into the spare bedroom I could see the step ladders were still by the window. I walked towards them.

“Come on Tom we both know why you’re here,” she said.

“I’ve been thinking about you ever since you left yesterday. I even dreamt about your big cock. I kept waking up and my panties were soaked every time,” she said taking a step towards me.

Looking up at me with a look of pure lust she stroked my cock through my shorts and then tugged them down.

“Lay on the bed Tom, let me play with you,” she said.

Stepping out of my shorts and kicking of my shoes I was soon laying on the bed. Janice kneeled down next to the bed so she could reach my crotch.

“You have such a lovely penis Tom, and so big,” she said not taking her eyes off of it.

With the gentlest touch she ran her fingertips along my shaft as it laid flat on my stomach. The fingers of her right hand gently lifted and stroked my balls. For some reason my cock wasn’t responding.

“It looks like he needs a bit more encouragement,” Janice said and stood up.

Undoing her dressing gown she shrugged it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor exposing a black bra that matched her panties.

“Perhaps this will help,” she said.

Reaching up behind her back she unclipped her bra and let the straps slide down her arms. I saw her breasts for the first time. My eyes were transfixed on the huge size of the dark areola, the biggest I’d ever seen. Kneeling back down beside the bed I watched the fleshy mounds bounce around as she shuffled into position.

“Oh yes that seems to of worked, look at him grow!” she said.

Again with the lightest of touch she resumed stroking her fingertips along my now growing erection. It wasn’t long before it was lifting itself clear of my stomach and a tear of pre cum was forming in the eye.

Slipping one hand under the shaft Janice pulled it so it stood straight up. With both hands she began very gently wanking me, sliding the foreskin up and down.

“Mmmm, lets work some more of that lovely juice out, I just love it,” she said.

I was still mesmerised by her breasts. The dark rings of the areolae were such a contrast to her pale white skin.

“Oooo yes here it comes,” she said as the tear grew bigger and began running down towards her hand.

Holding on to the base of my cock with her right hand Janice manoeuvred herself and with her slot oyna other hand directed her nipple over my bulging knob. My cock twitched and jerked as Janice rubbed her swollen little bud across the eye.

“Oh God that feels so nice,” I said.

She smiled and continued the same movement. Her nipple was covered in my juice. As she lifted her breast up a string of pre cum stretched away with it. Swapping hands, her left hand now holding my shaft, she directed her other nipple to my knob and continued teasing me.

“Look at that lovely mess you’re making,” she said.

She brought me to the brink of shooting my load but stopped just in time. Standing up she slipped her thumbs inside the elastic either side of her knickers ready to slip them down but stopped.

“I think you might like these Tom. After my bath this morning I put these panties back on. They were the one’s I wore last night,” she said.

Pulling her knickers down and off she held them up in front of her.

“Can you see how wet they are,” she said.

Janice pulled the fabric around and I could see they were soaked.

“And look at this,” she said.

Turning them inside out she held them up to show me the large patch of white marks.

“Here have a good sniff while I suck on that lovely cock. I want you to come in my mouth,” she said.

Knowing I wouldn’t last long I kept Janice’s panties away from my face, but just the anticipation as I examined them was nearly as bad. I then felt her tongue flick across my knob.

“Mmmmm that tastes so good,” she said and continued licking.

Her tongue explored further down my shaft. Holding the knob in one hand she seemed determined to lick every millimetre including my balls where she gently sucked each one in turn into her mouth.

I couldn’t resist any longer and pulled her panties to my nose just as I felt her tongue return to my knob. First smelling her subtle perfume it was soon mingled with her dirty juices, both fresh and stale as I moved her knickers closer.

I gasped as Janice slowly slipped her soft lips over my engorged knob. Looking down I saw her breasts hanging down and jiggle around from the movements she made as she sucked me in and out of her mouth.

“Mmmmm it tastes mmmmm so good,” she muttered.

Taking another sniff of Janice’s dirty black panties I felt the wet material on my face. There was no stopping now. Thrusting my hips up and down Janice sucked harder and seconds later I was pumping my spunk into her mouth.

Janice kept her lips firmly closed around my cock until she was satisfied that I had finished. Lifting her head she seemed determined not to spill a drop of cum but I looked down to see spunk dripping from her lips as she let my cock fall from her mouth. She seemed to be savouring the taste before eventually swallowing it down.

“I know I’m a dirty cow but I do love the taste,” canlı casino siteleri she said licking her sperm covered lips.

“I’m so horny Tom, I can’t remember the last time my nipples were this hard and swollen,” she said, sitting back on her heels and tweaking her stiff buds.

“I’d love to feel your lips around them,” she said.

“You have lovely breasts Janice,” I said and made a move to sit up.

“Stay where you are young man,” she said stopping me in my tracks.

She climbed up onto the bed.

“Do you really think they’re nice? I’m afraid they’re starting to sag,” she said cupping them in her hands and lifting them.

“They look good enough to eat,” I said smiling up at her.

“Mmmm I like the sound of that,” she said.

Kneeling beside my head which now laid flat on the bed, Janice positioned herself on all fours across me.

“I hope you’re hungry,” she said lowering one dangling tit towards my mouth.

Stopping just short of my lips I filled the gap with my tongue.

“Oooo yes that feels so good,” she said.

After flicking her stiff nipple with my tongue a few times she lowered herself a little further.

“Oh yes that’s it, give it a good suck,” she said.

After a few minutes of sucking on both of her tits in turn Janice suddenly pulled away.

“Oh Fuck I need to come,” she said.

Before I knew it she had straddled my face and I could smell the sexy odour of her pussy that was soon pressing against me.

“Oh God Yes,” Janice cried out as I licked and sucked.

I felt her shift her weight slightly and then felt her hand on my cock which had come back to life. She had managed to lean back so she could wank me while still grinding her dripping wet cunt into my face.

“Oh Yes Tom Oh Fuck Yes,” she cried out louder.

I was having trouble breathing as Janice pressed harder and harder. One moment my tongue was between her pussy lips and the next moment my nose.

“OH FUCK YEEES,” she almost screamed.

She had let go of my cock and her body went rigid as she was consumed by her orgasm…

By the time she had finished I was gasping for air when she eventually lifted herself from my face. She virtually collapsed on the bed next to me.

“Oh God that was so intense,” she said breathlessly.

“Feel free to come over my tits if you need to Tom, I’m afraid I’m too exhausted to help,” she said seeing I was fit to burst.

I wasn’t going to decline the invitation. As I manoeuvred myself into position I could see a trickle of juice oozing from Janice’s pussy. I was soon looking down at her sexy tits with my cock in my hand. Although she had said she was to tired to help Janice still managed to cup my balls in her hand and gently caressed them.

Retrieving the black panties I’d discarded earlier I brought them to my nose. Sniffing in the delicious dirty odours once again soon had my spunk making a mess all over Janice’s tits much to her delight. Unable to resist, she rubbed my cum all over herself and licked her fingers clean.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed that Janice will find more odd jobs for me to do…

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It was a sunny Saturday morning when Becca woke me up.

“Good morning, baby,” Becca told me, as I slowly opened my eyes. “Time to rise and shine.”

“What’s going on?” I asked her.

“I can’t tell you yet,” she replied, as she pulled the blanket off my naked body. “But you got to get out of bed. I have big plans for us today.”

“Where are we going?” I wondered.

“It’s a surprise,” Becca answered. “Now come on. It’s time to get dressed.”

I climbed to my feet as I got out of the bed. I immediately noticed that Becca was wearing a trenchcoat.

“What’s up with the trenchcoat?” I asked her.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” she promised.

Becca had already placed the clothes that she wanted me wear on a chair beside my bed. I grabbed the clothes and began to get dressed. Suddenly, I realized that something was missing.

“Where’s the blindfold?” I asked Becca, as I finished putting my shoes on.

“No need for a blindfold this time,” she informed me. “The biggest surprise will occur when you least expect it.”

With a smile on her face, Becca grabbed my right hand and led me out of the bedroom and out of the house.

“We’re nearly there,” Becca announced, as she made a right turn. She had been driving for over twenty minutes. We entered the downtown area only a few minutes ago.

As Becca drove me to the surprise location, I thought about what happened the previous night. I told Becca that it was difficult to keep that spark in our sex life going. She was disappointed to hear that I wasn’t as excited by our sexual activities and escapades as I used to be.

I didn’t know what Becca had planned, but I hoped that it would resolve whatever issues we had.

“Just five minutes away,” Becca informed me.

“Got to admit, this surprise has peaked my curiosity,” I confessed. “Can you give me any hints as to where we’re heading and what you have planned?”

“I’ll say this,” Becca remarked, as she made a left turn. “I have a feeling this trip is one that you’re going to remember for quite some time.”

Becca looked out her window. Then she flipped on her turn signal and got into the right lane. She kept the turn signal on as she prepared to turn right again.

“We’re here,” Becca announced.

I looked out my window as I stared at the place where Becca had driven me.

It was a small movie theater. The theater was called “Anderson’s Adult Cinema.” At that moment, I realized what we were about to do.

“We’re going to see a dirty movie?” I asked her.

“Oh yes,” she told me. “But there’s a bit more to the surprise than that. You’ll see.”

Becca made a right turn as she drove through the theater parking lot. She ended up parking the vehicle on the far right side of the theater. It was nowhere near the main entrance.

“This is a strange place to park,” I commented.

“Trust me,” Becca said. “It will make sense soon enough.”

We unbuckled our seatbelts and climbed out of the vehicle. Then we walked around the building until we were at the front door.

We entered the theater and purchased tickets for a movie called “Rachel’s Raunchy Rodeo.” I started to head for the auditorium where the movie was showing, but Becca pointed me in the direction of the concession stand.

“You want to get something to eat or drink during this?” I asked her.

“I’ll handle this,” she told me. “You just wait right here for me.”

Becca walked up to the counter and began to place our order. I found it strange that Becca wanted to get something to eat or drink during an adult movie.

After a minute passed, Becca turned away from the concession stand and walked back to me. She handed me a big cup of popcorn.

“Hold this for me, please,” she said.

I held onto the popcorn cup with both hands as Becca turned back around and returned to the concession stand. She grabbed two cups that were filled with beer before she spun back around. Then she followed me towards the theater rooms.

We headed into the room where the movie was screening. The auditorium was completely empty. Becca and I were the only ones at this screening.

“Right this way,” Becca said, as she walked past me and pointed to two seats in the front row.

I promptly followed Becca to the front row of the theater.

“Why the front row?” I asked her.

“Oh, you’ll find out soon enough,” Becca replied, as she placed the beer cups into the cupholders. “I promise.”

I sat the popcorn cup down at our feet as we sat down in our seats.

Becca and I remained silent as we watched the trailers roll by in silence. After ten minutes of trailers were shown, the erotic movie began.

“Alright, now we can start,” Becca announced. “Now we have the proper mood for this fun adventure.”

At that moment, Becca pulled off her trenchcoat and tossed it aside. I turned my head and stared at her. Becca was wearing a cheerleader outfit. It was tough to see in the dark theater, but it looked like her uniform colors were white and light green.

“Becca, what casino oyna are you doing?” I whispered.

“Last night, you said that we lacked a spark that we had in the past,” Becca reminded me, as she pulled her cheerleader shell up and tossed it onto the theater floor. She played with her nipples as she showed me her rack.

“Sooo, let’s make some sparks,” she suggested.

In that instant, I realized what Becca had planned and what she wanted us to do. She wanted us to get naked, pleasure each other, and fuck in that movie theater while an adult movie was playing in the background.

“But what about the projectionist?” I asked her. “Surely, they would…”

“A good friend of mine is up in that booth,” Becca replied. “I’m very fortunate to have good connections. So there’s no need to panic. They’re just going to sit back and enjoy the show. And by the show, I mean us.”

At that moment, Becca leaned forward, yanked my shorts down, and exposed my dark blue boxers. My cock was already erect and ready to be played with.

I moaned as Becca placed her left hand down my boxers and began to stroke me. She smiled as she moved her left hand up and down my shaft. My heart beat rapidly and my breathing suddenly increased as I watched my girlfriend masturbate me. She switched hands as she pumped my erect cock.

After a couple seconds passed, I pulled my boxers down so that Becca could see my crotch in its entirety. Becca moved her hands up and down as she stroked my cock. She rubbed her fingers over the head of my cock and played with the sensitive pink flesh. My moans grew progressively louder as Becca pleasured me in my theater seat.

I felt compelled to cum on her, but Becca recognized when she needed to stop and stopped before I could climax.

“Now it’s your turn,” she told me.

Becca raised her legs up. Her miniskirt glided upward as she spread her legs and showed me her crotch. I stared in awe at the light green spankies that separated me from her twat.

I placed my hands onto the waistband of Becca’s briefs. She breathed softly as she waited for me to take them off her.

Instead, I placed my mouth up against the spot where her twat was covered and began to kiss that area. She giggled as I made out with her cheerleader briefs.

After a few seconds of kissing, I raised my head up and grunted as I pulled Becca’s spankies right down her legs. My girlfriend cried out as I exposed her crotch.

I tossed the panties onto the floor before I turned my attention to her shaven pussy. Becca elevated her legs as she waited for me to play with her twat.

I stretched Becca’s outer lips apart with my fingers as I prepared to satisfy her pink flesh with my mouth. Then I lowered my head, stuck out my tongue, and pressed it right up against her tasty pink flesh. She gasped as she felt my warm tongue stroke her snatch.

I moved my tongue in a counterclockwise direction as I ate her out. As usual, Becca tasted delicious.

Then I pressed my lips down onto Becca’s sensitive pink lips and began to kiss them. Becca gasped as I rubbed my upper lip up against her clit and increased her satisfaction.

As I ate out Becca, I could hear the woman in the movie getting eaten out at the exact some moment. Her orgasmic cries excited Becca and caused her to moan even louder.

I sunk my teeth into Becca’s twat and shook her lips around. I could feel her pussy becoming moister, and I was ready to taste her juice.

Becca screamed as my mouth made her orgasm. I moaned as cum gushed out of her pussy and directly into my mouth.

As soon as Becca finished squirting, I pulled my mouth away from her twat. The warm liquid dripped out of her pussy as she orgasmed.

“Wow, it’s getting pretty hot in here,” I said.

At that moment, I removed my hoodie and tossed it onto the theater floor. Then I grabbed my shirt, pulled it up, and removed it from my body.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t contemplate taking my clothes off in a movie theater. However, I trusted Becca, and I didn’t question her decisions, especially when every sexual decision turned out to be extremely fun.

“Alright, now it’s time to get you loose,” I told her.

Becca watched as I shoved four fingers on my right hand directly into her soaked snatch. Then I began to move my hand as quickly as I could. Becca cried out as I finger fucked her. The smacking sound echoed throughout the theater. She moaned loudly as I rubbed my fingers against the walls of her wet pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” Becca moaned. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum! Oh!”

Eager to push Becca to the brink, I pushed my fingers in deeper. It didn’t take long for me to find Becca’s G-spot and push her over the edge.

Becca screamed as she squirted all over her seat. I withdrew my fingers from her snatch as her sweet juice flowed out of her.

“Holy shit,” Becca said, as she took several audible breaths. “You really got me wet.”

“Stay still,” I instructed. “I’ll clean that up for you.”

I grabbed Becca’s miniskirt and rubbed it slot oyna all over the wet seat. I collected as much of her cum off the seat as I possibly could. Then I pressed the item up against her crotch, rubbing the cum covered miniskirt against her skin.

“Thank you,” Becca said, as I finished cleaning her seat. “Now it’s my turn. Just sit back, and I’ll show you what’s next.”

Becca reached down and grabbed something off the floor. It was a butter packet.

She smiled as she ripped open the butter packet and dumped out the contents. I moaned as Becca covered my crotch in warm butter.

“This is so fucking kinky,” I told her, as I watched her pour the warm butter onto me.

“Hey, I’m a naughty cheerleader,” Becca remarked. “It’s what I do.”

Then she snatched my cock with her right hand, gripped the base, and began to suck. I moaned as I watched my girlfriend give me a blowjob.

As Becca sucked on my cock, I grabbed her miniskirt and pulled it back up. Then I began to spank her ass with my right hand. I spanked my girlfriend repeatedly as she sucked on my butter covered cock. Each spanking was louder than the one that preceded it.

Becca’s eyes rolled back as I pushed my cock against the back of her throat. I began to spank her harder as she rolled her tongue over my cock.

After a few seconds, Becca removed my cock from my mouth. I stopped spanking her and stared down at my crotch. Most of the butter had been licked off of it. A few drops of pre-cum began to leak out of the tip of my swollen cock.

“I think it’s fair to say that you’re ready for more fun,” Becca told me, as she gave my cock a slap with her right hand.

“You couldn’t be more right,” I responded, as Becca leaned back and spread her legs.

And with those words, I shoved my cock into Becca’s wet pussy. I moaned as I felt the walls of her cooch close around my aroused cock. The moist liquid that was contained within her pussy began to soak into the flesh of my cock.

Becca tilted her head back and moaned as I fucked her.

I grabbed Becca’s boobs and twisted her nipples as I smacked my cock around inside of her.

“Oh, fuck!” Becca shouted. “Oh, fuck!”

At that moment, I realized that I needed to see Becca’s ass before I climaxed inside of her.

“Turn around,” I instructed, as I pulled out of Becca.

Becca spun around and got down on her knees in her seat. I flipped her miniskirt up and exposed her ass. Then I reached for my cupholder and grabbed my cup of beer.

“What do you have planned now?” Becca asked me.

“Stay in that position, and I’ll show you,” I replied.

I raised my cup of beer into the air. Then I dumped my beer onto her ass. Becca cried out as the cold liquid began to drip down her big ass.

“Damn, look at that beer,” I said. “Dripping down that naughty cheerleader ass of yours.”

I leaned my head down, stuck my tongue out, and began to lick the beer right off of her ass. Becca giggled as I licked the beer off of her. She shook her ass as I kissed and licked her wet skin with my lips and tongue.

Once I finished kissing her, I shoved my cock into Becca’s asshole and took her from behind. I grunted loudly as I pounded my girlfriend’s ass. Becca moaned as I fucked her doggystyle.

Instinctively, Becca grabbed her cup of beer from her cupholder and dumped it onto her ass and the cock that was inside it. I moaned as the beer poured down onto my cock. I could feel the cold liquid begin to soak itself into my skin as I fucked Becca.

With a loud cry, I picked up the pace and intensity of my fucking. Becca cried out as I slammed my cock inside her ass. I raised my right hand and spanked Becca’s ass as I watched my girlfriend ride my cock.

Suddenly, Becca moved away from me until my cock was out of her.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her. “Was there something…”

Becca immediately spun around and covered my mouth with her right hand.

“Shh,” Becca whispered. “I just heard a security officer. We have to get dressed right now.”

At that moment, Becca grabbed her cheerleader top and proceeded to put it back on.

I grabbed my shirt from the theater floor and put it back on.

“Shit, I can’t find my shorts!” I growled, as I got down on the floor and began to search for them.

“Here, just sit down,” Becca told me, as she reached for something on the floor. “I got you.”

I climbed back into my seat. Becca promptly tossed my hoodie onto my lap and covered my crotch. I leaned back as I attempted to keep my crotch concealed.

Becca pulled her top back down as she covered her chest.

Suddenly, the auditorium doors swung open, and the security officer entered the room. He moved his flashlight around as he surveyed the room for trouble.

The security officer scanned the room briefly. Becca and I remained silent as we pretended to focus on the movie.

After a couple seconds, the security officer turned around and departed from the auditorium. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he left. However, canlı casino siteleri Becca began to giggle.

“What’s so funny?” I asked her.

“Your shirt,” she replied. “It’s inside out.”

I stared down and noticed that I was wearing my shirt the wrong way.

“Aw, come on,” I groaned to myself.

“Here, let’s fix this problem,” she said.

Becca turned towards me and helped me get the shirt off my body.

“Now… where were we?” she remarked.

At that moment, Becca removed the hoodie from my crotch. I was still erect and ready for more fun. Then Becca pulled her cheerleader shell off and tossed it back onto the floor. She rubbed her hands over her nipples as she made them erect and perky again.

Then Becca got down on her knees and began to rub her boobs all over my cock. I moaned as she stimulated my cock with her rack. She bounced her boobs up and down as she pleasured me.

Instinctively, I moved my leg to the right. I heard the popcorn cup roll over as I knocked it down.

“Oh, shit,” Becca said, as she released my cock and grabbed the popcorn cup off the floor.

Becca held up the popcorn cup. The cup still contained half the popcorn that was originally in there.

“Hmm, I think I want to have a snack,” Becca remarked. “And you can help me do that.”

Then she raised the cup and dumped the popcorn directly onto my crotch.

I watched as Becca began to eat the popcorn directly off of my crotch. Her tongue moved over my cock and balls as she swallowed the food.

Once Becca finished eating all the popcorn that was on my crotch, she seized my erect cock, lowered her head, and began to suck on it.

I let out several audible breaths as my girlfriend sucked on my aroused cock. No matter how many times she did it, my girlfriend always found a way to make each blowjob special.

After a minute passed, Becca removed my cock from her mouth. She kissed the tip of my cock as she removed it from her mouth.

“I heard this dirty movie has some cowboys,” Becca remarked, as she let go of my cock. “As a matter of fact, I’ve always found the cowboy to very interesting. But personally, I prefer the cowgirl.”

“Hmm, why don’t you show me your favorite thing about the cowgirl?” I asked, as I played along with her dirty talk.

“With pleasure,” she responded.

Becca hiked up her miniskirt as she stood up. She rubbed her right hand over her clit as she prepared herself to get penetrated again. Then she lowered herself down onto my cock. I gasped as I felt her wet pussy wrap itself against my cock. Then she began to bounce.

Becca moaned as she bounced up and down on my cock. Her miniskirt flapped around in the air as she rode me.

I played with Becca’s boobs, rubbing her perky pink nipples as she did the cowgirl. She wrapped her hands around my neck, rubbing the back of it as she straddled my cock.

I let out orgasmic cries of various volumes as Becca moved my cock around inside of her.

Suddenly, Becca stopped bouncing. She climbed off of my cock and stood up.

“Hey, let’s get a closer view,” she suggested.

At that moment, Becca walked over to the movie screen. In that instant, I understood why she wanted us to sit in the front row.

I climbed to my feet and walked over to Becca. I smiled as I shoved her up against the movie screen.

“Don’t hold back,” she whispered. “I want you to finish while I’m pressed up against the movie screen for this dirty movie. Listening to people fuck while you fuck me. You got it?”

“Got it,” I replied.

I pulled Becca’s miniskirt up until I could see her ass in its flawless entirety. She bent down as she prepared for me to reenter her. With an audible grunt, I shoved my cock back into Becca’s pussy and began to fuck her hard.

Becca pressed both of her hands up against the movie screen as I pounded her. She screamed as I moved my cock around inside of her. I spanked Becca’s ass repeatedly as she continued to react to the rough sex.

As it turned out, the couple on the movie screen were fucking, screaming, and orgasming at the exact same moment that we chose to do so. We certainly didn’t plan it, but this climactic ending was enhanced even more by the hot fucking that was going on within the movie itself.

Becca shrieked as I pushed her over the edge and made her climax. Her cries of pleasure aroused me so much that I reached my climax in the following seconds.

I moaned as the semen shot up, and I came inside Becca. Becca cried out as I filled her pussy up with my warm cum.

As soon as I finished, I pulled out of Becca and collapsed onto the theater floor. My cum leaked out of Becca’s pussy and began to drip down her legs as soon as I removed my cock from her drenched snatch.

Becca giggled as she lowered her hands, licked my cum off of her legs, and swallowed it.

“Holy fuck, that was hot!” I exclaimed.

“You’re hot,” Becca replied, as she dropped down and began to make out with me. Her tongue entered my mouth as we made out.

Instinctively, I took my right hand and stuck three fingers inside her pussy. She moaned as I played with her cum filled snatch.

Eventually, our lips and tongues separated. We stared at each other as we reflected on our current sexual escapade.

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“So, I have a crazy question for you,” Kristen said.

Brad raised his eyebrows. “Uh-oh.”

They lay in bed together, naked and sweating, surrounded by an unruly pile of white sheets. Above them, the fan whirled, cooling their bodies as they soaked in the post-coital euphoria.

Kristen giggled. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad.” She brushed her dark bangs back from her eyes. “Nothing marriage-related or baby-related.”

“Thanks, I feel a lot better now.” Brad put an arm around her pale shoulder and pulled her closer. Outside, he faintly heard a chorus of honks and traffic from the city streets below. “Shoot.”

She lay still for a moment, as if thinking it over. She lifted her hand in the air, thumb and forefinger in a reverse L, as if literally framing the question. “Okay. If you could fuck any of my friends, who would it be?”

He laughed. “What?”

“Seriously.”

“I’m not answering that.”

She rolled over onto her stomach, giving Brad a momentary view of her naked, athletic frame, knees bent, feet in the air, ankles crossed. “Why not?”

“Because it’s totally loaded. This is a fistfight waiting to happen.”

“I won’t get mad,” she promised, crossing her fingers and showing them to him.

He grinned and looked past her at the ceiling fan. “Yeah, you promise that now, but I tell you something you don’t like, you’re going to get pissed, then you’ll get suspicious…”

“I won’t!” she laughed, and threw a leg over him, straddling him. She put her hands on his stomach and pushed, her small breasts bouncing. “Come on, tell me.”

“Oof. Okay, stop doing that. I’ll talk.”

She flashed him a brilliant grin and brushed her straight, dark hair back behind her ears.

Brad made a show of thinking. “Um… let me see… I’ve never thought about this…”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t bother lying, Brad. I’ve seen your penis, I know you have one. You’ve thought about it.”

He pursed his lips. “Point. Okay, um… okay. Alicia.”

Kristen shook her head. “My single friends, dork.”

“Wait, that’s a rule now?”

“You bring infidelity into it, it complicates the whole enterprise. Pick again. Single friends only.”

“Wait,” Brad said, putting his hands on her slim waist. “If I’m fucking one of your friends, that automatically brings infidelity into it. Your whole premise is flawed.”

“‘Your whole premise is flawed.’ You sound like an asshole right now.”

He tickled her savagely, and she shrieked and pushed his hands away.

“Okay! Stop! Let’s say I was totally fine with it,” she said. “Let’s say you got one free pass. So there’s no infidelity.”

“This is getting complicated.”

“It isn’t. You’re just making it that way. Come on, play the game.” She stuck out her lower lip in an exaggerated pout.

“Christ,” he muttered. “Okay. Amanda.”

Her mouth dropped open. “My cousin? She’s like eighteen!”

He shrugged. “Not like. She is eighteen. And you asked.”

“I didn’t know you liked them that young,” she teased.

“I don’t usually, but she’s got that supermodel body. And she’s blonde and dumb as a post, so I figure I’m in there easy—”

Kristen slapped him on the chest, hard enough to sting. “Jackass. Who else?”

“Uh… okay. Shannon.”

“My best friend,” Kristen said.

“Come on, you had to know that was coming.”

“Why on earth would you want to nail Shannon?”

Brad gave her a perplexed look. “Come on, seriously? She’s smoking hot. Short, tan, stacked, smart-girl glasses, and she’s all bubbly and sweet and nice to everyone all the time. She has to be a freak in the sack.”

“So you have thought about this. At length, it appears. So what’s she wearing in this fantasy of yours? Maid outfit?”

“God, no,” Brad said. “What do you take me for? Catholic schoolgirl, clearly. She’s got the glasses, all you need are the stockings and the skirt and the little tie for some light choking…”

She gasped, then burst into laughter. “You are awful!” As she rocked gently back and forth on top of him, Brad could feel himself getting hard again. The conversation, and the sight of her lean body still glimmering with sweat, had him aroused.

“Who else?” she asked, grinning.

“That’s it,” he said.

“Liar.”

“I’m not lying.”

“You are too. What about Lacey?”

“Lacey would instantly start stalking me and you know it. Ed would end up in the stewpot.” He pointed to Ed the cat, who lounged in a nearby overstuffed chair, completely unconcerned with both of them.

“Yeah, but if she wouldn’t stalk you—”

“You’re pushing my suspension of belief too far.” Idly, he slid his hands up her torso and began to gently caress her breasts.

She murmured and bit her lip. “Okay, fair enough. What about Alicia? You’d really do Alicia?”

“Not really. Alicia hates me. I’m not into the whole hate-sex thing. And don’t say ‘what if she didn’t hate you.’ Aliens would have to come down from space and hit her with a brain-ray to make her not hate me.”

She casino oyna laughed and shrugged bare shoulders, mollified. “Anyone else?”

He pursed his lips. “Nope.”

Kristen stopped rocking, putting her hands over his. “You’re lying again. There is someone else.”

“I am not.” He gave her a look of innocence he already knew was hopelessly exaggerated. Ultimately, this was one of the many reasons he’d never consider infidelity — he was just no damn good at lying.

“You are! I can see it in your face!” She leaned over him, her hair falling in her face. “Tell me.”

“There’s nobody.”

“Tell me!”

He rolled his eyes. “Promise me you won’t get mad.”

“I already did, dumb fuck.”

Brad sighed. “Jennifer.”

Kristen gave him a knowing look, her tongue probing the inside of her cheek. Her hands closed around his and pushed them down to the bed. “My big sister.”

“See, I told you you’d get mad.”

“I’m not mad,” she said. “You’re a pig, though.”

Brad shrugged. “Well, no shit, woman. You knew that when we got together.”

She cocked her head. “Seriously? My sister?”

“Sorry. She’s really beautiful. If the opportunity arose, and, according to the parameters you laid out, there was no infidelity involved…”

Kristen laughed. “Parameters? Oh my god.”

She leaned down over him, her hair tickling his neck, her face inches from his.

“So are you telling me,” she said slowly, “that when she’s come out here to visit, during Thanksgiving dinner, or for my birthday last year, while we’ve been sitting around having drinks and talking, that you were thinking about my sister naked? Thinking about fucking her?”

“Uh, no,” Brad said, lifting a finger. “Let me be clear about that. No. Not while she was in the room. Because then, see, I’d be sporting a huge boner and it would be super awkward…”

She gave a horrified laugh and rolled off him. “Oh my god, you are totally disgusting.”

“Unless, you know, it was like in the pornos, where she sees the boner and she likes it, and then she gets all curious and she just has to see it, so she comes over and unzips my pants…”

“Okay, shut up now,” Kristen said. She hopped out of bed. “I’m going to go take a shower. I need one after this conversation.”

“You started this conversation!” he yelled in mock indignation. “Anyway, get back here, I’m ready to go again.”

She looked over her shoulder with a grin, tilting her hips at him. “Come and get me,” she said.

“I intend to.” He threw the covers off. She squealed and ran for the bathroom as he lunged in pursuit.

# # #

Contrary to Brad’s suspicions, they did not have a fight. The subject didn’t even come up again for a long while. Their relationship continued much as it had. He went back to work at the law office, she went back to work at the marketing firm. They met for dinner on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and she crashed at his place from Saturday morning to Sunday night. Most of that time, they spent in bed. It was an easy relationship. At least so far.

Two weeks after the talk, as they sat in the back booth at McKinley’s over steaks, she hit him blindside.

“So how would you rank them?” she asked, picking at her asparagus with her fork. She was dressed in a sheer black strapless dress and the diamond necklace he’d bought her for their first non-versary, her hair down around her shoulders.

He licked Guinness foam off his upper lip. “Rank what.”

“My friends.”

Brad blinked. “Like… out of ten?”

“No, in descending order.”

“In terms of moral worth?”

She lifted one eyebrow at him skeptically. “Don’t be a tool, Brad. If you were going to have sex with any of my friends — or my sister — how would you rate them? Who’s your number one?”

Brad’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked over his shoulder. They came to McKinley’s for the privacy, and there was no one within earshot, but the frankness of the question still made him squirm a bit. Kristen tended to be far less reserved in public than he did — he liked to shed his inhibitions behind closed doors. Even her few teasing attempts to tempt him into sex in semi-public places had met with universal refusal.

“You want to talk about this now?”

“Just making conversation,” she said with a shrug. “Why? No one’s going to hear you. Go ahead, give me your top ten.”

He laughed. “Is there a reason you keep returning to this topic?”

“Why? Do you have a birthday coming up or something? I’m just interested. And I kept my promise not to get mad. So come on.”

“First of all,” he said, “it wouldn’t be a top ten. I think we got to like, five, at most.”

“Yes, all right, top five. Don’t nitpick, Brad, it’s douchey.”

“Christ,” Brad muttered, and drained his beer. “Let’s see. Um, Shannon would be number one. She’s just… I don’t know, she has this sweet innocence about her that makes me want to violate and degrade…”

“Uh-huh.”

“Amanda second. That’s kind of tough, actually. Amanda has the slot oyna body, but Shannon actually has a personality…”

Kristen gestured at him with her steak knife. “Let’s limit the color commentary, shall we?”

“If you don’t want to hear my actual thoughts on this, why would you bring it up?”

“Okay, I’ll give you that one. Keep going.”

“Uh. I think that was it, wasn’t it? Oh, Anna. I guess Anna would be a close third. And Lacey, if she wouldn’t stalk.”

“I thought Lacey broke your suspension of disbelief.”

“No, that was Alicia. And the other day at the gallery Lacey was wearing this tight little green shirt and she has that amazing rack…”

Kristen snorted. “Oh, well, at least you had a good reason for changing your mind.”

“Right?”

“So where—” Kristen stopped as the cute red-headed waitress brought another Guinness.

“Thank you,” Brad said. As she left, Kristen pointed at her swaying ass with a fork. “What about her? Number five?”

“Nah, definitely number three. I like redheads. I’d bump Anna for her.”

“Oh, okay,” she said, taking a bite of steak.

“So, seriously, is there a reason why we’re doing this? I feel like I’m talking with one of my guy friends.”

“Oh yeah?” Kristen took a drink of her Harp. “Does that make you uncomfortable? Should I be getting really jealous and insecure and telling you that if you really loved me, you wouldn’t so much as think about another woman ever? Come on, face it, Brad. You live a charmed life.”

“Well, maybe so,” Brad said. “But you do seem to call me a pig and disgusting an awful lot when this topic comes up.”

She shrugged. “Well, aren’t you?”

He tapped his fingers on the tabletop. “Yes,” he said after a pause. “But I only like admitting it so many times a day.”

“See, what you’re missing is” — she gestured to him with the fork again — “I don’t mind that you’re a pig. I kind of like it. You’re a pig, but you’re an intelligent pig. You’re an Orwellian pig. First among equal pigs.”

“I was in a cover band called Orwellian Pig,” Brad said.

“That was awful. Okay, so you’re not that smart of a pig. But you’re honest. I can read every emotion as it crosses your cute little rugged manly face. I can tell what you’re thinking right this very second.”

“Oh yeah?” Brad said with a sneer. “Go ahead. Do your worst.”

“You’re wondering if I’m going to bring up my sister,” she said.

Brad grimaced. “Fuck!”

“See?” She smirked and finished off her beer. “Like an open book. Like a big old teleprompter. Your emotions are like an advertisement on Times Square.”

“Yeah, fine. Rub it in. I’ll take it out on you when we get home.”

She grinned. “Promise?”

“As a matter of fact, I do.”

She pushed her plate away and put her chin on both hands, gazing at him steadily. “So, where would you rank Jennifer?”

“Oh, God,” Brad said.

“Come on, just humor me. Where does my sister rank on your personal little imaginary harem?”

Brad puffed out his cheeks. “One,” he said at last.

Kristen’s jaw dropped just a little. “Really. Number one?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. It’s true. She’s hotter than any of your friends. By a pretty significant margin.”

“What’s so hot about her?” Kristen asked, her expression perplexingly eager.

“Uh. She’s curvy. She has black hair, like yours. Big blue eyes like yours. Nice full lips… like yours…”

“If you’re trying to butter me up so I don’t kick your ass, you really don’t need to.”

“I’m not. I’m just saying, you both have features I really like. But she’s…” he gestured vaguely in the air.

“Bigger tits,” Kristen said.

He shrugged. “Well, thank you for not making me say it.”

“It’s true, she got all the breasts.”

“But don’t get me wrong — I like your —”

“Please,” Kristen groaned. “I’m not insecure about my body, Brad. So don’t worry about bruising my ego.”

“Okay,” Brad said. He took a long pull at his beer. “And she’s kind of like you, but not like you. She’s smart, and funny, but she’s not sarcastic like you are. She’s nice, but not, you know, cloyingly nice. She’s proper, but not repressed—”

Kristen barked laughter.

“What?”

“Proper?”

“Why is that funny?”

“You’re right that she’s not repressed,” Kristen said, “but proper she isn’t. That’s all a show she puts on. She’s like you. She’s worried about what people are going to think of her. So in public she’s Miss Perfect. Maybe that’s what you like about her.”

He shrugged. “Maybe.”

She smiled at him, biting her lower lip. “You’ve thought about this a lot.”

“I have not.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “Shit, okay, yeah, I’ve thought about it some.”

“It’s okay,” she said. “I think it’s kind of funny that you have all these little details in mind. So does her ‘proper’ demeanor turn you on because you think she must be a dynamo in the sack, like Shannon?”

“Holy shit,” he groaned. “Can we talk about something besides me banging your sister for awhile?” canlı casino siteleri

Kristen’s eyes widened, then cut to Brad’s right. He turned to see the waitress frozen in place, a fresh bottle of Harp in her hand.

“Here you go,” she said, carefully placing the beer on the table between them and taking the empty.

“Oh my god,” Brad said, putting his face in his hands as Kristen burst into helpless laughter.

# # #

Another three weeks went by, and Brad forgot about the discussion a second time. It was a habit of Kristen’s to hit him with sudden queries about holidays or vacations or stranger things, and then drop them completely for an indefinite period.

Which is why Brad found himself surprised once again when Kristen burst into his apartment on a Thursday evening.

“Guess who’s coming to visit!” she chirped, throwing herself down on Ed’s favorite chair and crossing her legs. She was wearing a very short blue dress, and her position put a distracting amount of leg in view.

“Er,” he said. “Who?”

She smirked at him and said nothing until he put it together.

“You’re not serious,” he said.

“I am serious. Jennifer arrives tomorrow night at six at the airport. After which we are all going to go out to dinner. I was thinking McKinley’s.”

“You’re springing this on me now? Why not give me a little notice?”

“Because I know you,” Kristen said. “You’ll come up with some other plans and try to weasel your way out of your boyfriendly duty. I’m not having any of it. You’re coming with me to the airport and then we’re all going to go to McKinley’s and have steak and super-awkward conversation because I know you want to fuck my sister.”

“Jesus Christ!” Brad said, a little louder than he’d intended. He crossed to the mini-bar to get himself a drink. A double. “I didn’t mean anything by that, and you pretty much forced it out of me.”

“Oh, lighten up, Brad,” Kristen said, apparently perplexed but amused at his irritation. “You’re right, I brought it up. And when I asked you to rank all your prospective honeys—”

“They are not my prospecting honeys,” Brad said.

“—you said Jennifer was ‘numero uno.’ If you really didn’t want me knowing that, Brad, then you should have lied about it and said you’d rather fuck Lacey.”

Brad took a belt of Scotch. “Do you want me to just go ahead and fuck one of your friends? Would this get this weird obsession of yours out of the way?”

Just like that, her cavalier demeanor collapsed. Kristen gave him a horrified look. “Brad, I was just trying to have some fun. You don’t have to be a jackass about it.”

He winced. “I’m sorry—”

She kept up the doe-eyed look for another second, then burst into laughter. “Oh my God, you are so fucking easy!”

“You’re a bitch,” Brad said, good-naturedly.

“That’s why you love me,” she said, and sprang out of the chair to hug him and kiss him on the lips.

“I don’t appreciate being your clown, Kristen.”

Kristen pursed her lips and nodded. “All right, Brad. I’m sorry.” She cocked her head as if thinking about something.

“What?”

She smiled. “I’m thinking maybe I haven’t learned my lesson. You’re going to have to teach me a lesson for being such a manipulative bitch. What do you think?” Her hand traveled down his body, found his zipper.

Brad finished his Scotch and set it aside. “Is that what you want?” This was a common game of hers. Kristen would prod him until he was right on the edge of getting angry, and then turn it into a chance for her to play-act the submissive for awhile.

“Oh yes. Wait, I mean oh no, please, no.” She bit her lip and made a little moue of mock terror.

Brad grinned. “Take off your dress first. I want to see you naked.”

“Are you going to be naked, too?”

“No.” He unzipped his pants, his cock already hard.

“Ooh!” She shrugged out of the tiny dress, letting it drop to the floor. She wore nothing underneath, and for a moment stood demurely in front of him, dressed only in heels and expensive earrings.

He took a moment to drink in her beauty, then put one hand on her shoulder and pushed her to the floor. “Get down there.”

Kristen went obediently to her knees, submitting to him with the same aplomb she gave to taunting him. Only a brief grin at the corner of her mouth betrayed the illusion as she looked up at him with wide eyes. She resisted him just enough to please him, squirming when he grabbed her by the hair, whimpering when he shoved his cock into her mouth.

When he didn’t treat her quite hard enough, she did it for him, gagging herself on his cock until tears sprang from her eyes, her mascara running down her cheeks. He came full in her mouth, and she swallowed it all, pulling back to gasp for air. Her expression when he pulled his cock from her mouth was pure joy, a tiny dribble of come dotting one corner of her mouth.

“Feel better, sweetie?” she asked.

He twisted his fingers in her hair, and she moaned.

“It’s a start,” he said.

# # #

They took a cab to the airport, despite Brad’s objections that his car would be faster. He considered arguing about it, but decided it wouldn’t be worth the time and effort. What Kristen wanted, Kristen usually got.

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