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Aria’s eyes fluttered open as the sunlight filtered through the drawn blinds of her crowded room. The hot July heat already filling up her apartment was not a welcome feeling as she slid out of bed and placed her feet upon the comforting cool hardwood floor and padded towards the bathroom. Pulling on the chain that held to the dangling light bulb from the ceiling the bright sudden light made her squint slightly before her eyes adjusted to the light. She looked the cramped bathroom over with a small grimace and fumbled over the contents of the sink counter to find her well worn toothbrush and toothpaste.

“What a strange dream…” she muttered to herself as she brushed her teeth, trying to shake off that strange feeling. She spat out the tooth paste and looked back up in her reflection smiling. She stood naked in all of her glory, mussed hair and a sleepy dazed look on her face. She had always loved how she looked, her milky white skin as fine as porcelain and soft raven hair spilling over her bare shoulders.

She headed back to bed, groggy and not yet ready for the long day ahead of her and slipped beneath the black satin sheets smiling as she lay her head back down on the pillow. She thought she might even call in sick to work today as she rolled over and opened the drawer to her nightstand with a small smirk on her face. She always woke up with an aching hunger, there between her thighs that needed to be pleased or her day just went to hell from there on. Rummaging though half empty bottles of pills, batteries, random odds and ends her fingers finally graces over the soft pliable rubber of her favorite toy. Just thinking about it made her body shiver as she plucked it forth from the drawer and gave it a kiss.

A long, thick, purple vibrator she had just bought in the past week greeted her with its soft movement as she slid her hand down her stomach and between her legs placing a finger on those soft pouting lips. “Better than any man I’ve known” she said with a giggle and licked the entire length of the shaft with her lithe red tongue. It tasted sweet and exotic as she stuck the tip into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip. Sucking her toy off always got her so wet. She could feel her sex heating up as she plunged the toy into her mouth, deepthroating the toy a couple of times before she took it away from those plush lips.

Twisting the base she smirked as a soft, slow hum emitted from her purple friend as she moved the cool slick toy between her milky white breasts, firm and round. She would tease each pierced nipple with the tip bringing them to a rock hard nub as pleasure shot down through her nipples and coursed through her body. On downward she went, slowly enticing her hunger to build into a great fire between her legs. All the while her finger would slip over sweet lips to keep the hunger company during the long teasing journey of her toy.

Finally it was on her, spreading her legs farther apart she would grab the base of the toy and rock her hips upward, her sex meeting with the hard head of the purple cock. Sliding it gently inside of her she could feel it filling her, those velveteen walls quivering with every inch she slid inside. A soft moan would come forth as she began to slide it in and out of her, turning the vibration up with every pump. Grabbing one of her breasts with her free hand she pinched a nipple hard between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it enjoying the sweet pleasure that surged though her entire body.

She was in heaven for that moment as her pleasure built until she could hardly stand it, moaning softly as she bit at her lower lip. It was if a dam broke loose inside of her as her entire body shivered, her sex clenching tight to the frantic pumping of the toy that plunged deep inside of her for that final time as the orgasm subsided. casino oyna A soft sigh escaped her as she slowly slipped the toy out and brought it to her lips and licked the entire purple toy clean of her sweet thick nectar and closed her eyes. She would soon wander off to sleep once more.

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Chapter one:

Sliding into the deep black void of the world of dreams she would soon begin to dream. She was sitting there on a throne, the sweet exotic incense filling the sunlit room. Shapes became more clear as her pale green eyes wandered over the room. They lounged on great vibrant satin pillows in the sultry Persian evening, the gowns of near translucent silk clinging to their delicious bodies. Surrounded by the greatest beauties of all the surrounding lands she had handpicked herself. A soft breeze fell over her as a black plumed fan was waved her way by one of her slave girls. The woman stood there with a braided golden collar around her neck, her chest bare for all eyes to gaze upon and a pure white skirt falling to her delicate ankles. “Welcome back mistress Aria” the voice was as sweet as honey and smooth as silk as a smile crept across the slave’s face.

Standing from her great throne she would smooth the translucent black gown down over her body and smile as she eyed the room over once again wondering which one she would pick for the night. Perhaps she would have two to herself tonight. Striding softly across the room on bare feet she would seem to glide over the finely woven rugs, passing by slaves who looked up to her with eager eyes. Stopping by one of her favorite playthings, a beautiful red haired wonder from the far green isles she would beckon her forward with a finger. The slave eagerly rose to her feet, clasping her hands behind her back and approached with her head high. She was one of the boldest slaves in her entire harem and treasured for her tenacity. “Pick another girl for this evening dearest Kieran.” Aria whispered softly as she slid a hand around Kieran’s waist and waited for her plaything to take her pick.

Kieran knew right away, her choice was a surprise to Aria as she pointed over to a brunette with soft copper skin lounging in a far corner. “That one, Lori.” She said with a small smile as Lori raised her head and gazed on the two with deep brown eyes as she rose and started toward them. “To my chambers, both of you.” Aria gave a soft command with a playful edge on her voice as she followed after them.

Kieran and Lori made their way to the bed chambers, knowing the way all to well. The brushed aside glimmering strings of shells and beads to make way for Aria into the open patio she took her pleasure at, the roof open to the great evening sky. The purple satin curtains fastened over open windows stirred softly in the gentle breeze. A great alabaster brazier in the center of the room shed a flickering light across the floor with plush red and black lounging pillows.

Looking to her personal playthings with a gentle smile she would move onto the pillows with a graceful stride. Lori and Kieran followed to each side of her until she stopped near the center of the room before a great iron bound chest. Soft hands glided over Aria’s shoulders, sliding the straps that held her gown to her body to the sides of her arms. Her slaves followed the gown down as it slid from her body, their hands caressing every curve as they knelt.

Standing there the warm air of the night greeted her like an old lover as Kieran and Lori lay soft kisses on the sides of her thighs, hands moving lightly up and down caressing her milky white skin causing her to shudder softly. Aria knelt down and sat back on the pillow, reclining on her elbows as she watched her slaves remove each other’s gowns and kneel in unison before the great iron bound chest. Together slot oyna they opened the chest with a slow creak and produced two bottles of scented oils and came to kneel beside her on each side. Lori pulled the glass stopper out of her bottle as did Kieran and they tilted the bottles of oil over Aria’s body.

She let out a soft gasp as the cool oils trickled over her skin, filling the air with the sweet scents of amber and rose. They let a small trickle flow forth from the rosebud nipples on her soft breasts down her stomach and over her legs stopping just above the ankles. Without a word her slaves bent forward laying soft warm hands on her legs and began to rub the oil over her skin with slow enticing movements.

Aria looked down on her playthings as they rubbed slowly up her legs, their breasts gently moving with each soft motion. Her head swam with delight as they reached her upper thighs, the two hands rubbing over her sex for a brief teasing moment. A shiver ran over her body as they moved up her stomach, the light touch was so intoxicating she could hardly breathe. When they finally reached her breasts the soft oily skin tingled over her entire body. The kneaded her mounds with slick fingers, teasing at her nipples until they were as hard as small pebbles.

Each of her slaves lay a gentle kiss with soft lips upon her forehead as they rubbed the remaining oils on their hands down the length of her arms before turning her gently over to her stomach. The warm sensation of her hungering sex made her thighs quiver as they trickled oil from her back down to her ankles and began the slow sensuous ascent to her shoulders. Teasing every muscle with a gentle touch she gave a soft moan as the hands slid between the valley of her round cheeks and up her spine.

Turning herself back over to recline on her elbows once again she watched Kieran and Lori embrace each other in a slow deep kiss, their tongues dancing with each other. Biting her lower lip she watched them rub each other down with the sweetly scented oils, their bodies glistening in the flickering light from the brazier.

The stars overhead seemed to dance in the purple dusk as Kieran knelt between Aria’s open legs lapping the exotic sweet nectars from her sex. Lowering her eyes from the heavens she watched Kieran’s wild green eyes looking intently up at her through the valley of her heaving breasts. She was gently moaning, her head spinning as if she had drank too much wine.

Glimpsing Lori’s glistening body as she rummaged in the box, bent completely over the edge Aria would give a sinful smile at the view she beheld. A wave of pleasure shot through her body moving her attention away from watching Lori’s swaying rump as Kieran gave her hard little treasure beneath it’s pink hood a sharp suck causing Aria’s thighs to shudder violently.

Aria hadn’t seen Lori return to her side until a mouth closed over a tingling nipple sucking on the little rosebud ever so softly and then turning the warm embrace of tongue and lips to the other, toying with the thin silver ring with her hot tongue. Lori swung a leg over Aria’s body and straddled her, a slick pink lips hovering just over her face. She could feel the cool deft hands rubbing over her hips and thighs as Lori rocked her hips back, her velveteen lips begging for attention.

Aria leaned her head forward, inhaling the spicy scent of her lover’s nectars before she grabbed lightly onto Lori’s ample rump and gave the slit a slow lick, savoring every teasing moment. Pushing past Lori’s lips imagining them as silken flower petals parting for the life giving sun. She teased the hungering hole with a skilled tongue before tracing those slippery lips, slowly and deliberately.

She thought if there were such a thing as Zen she was neck deep in it right now. The sweet scent of canlı casino siteleri rose, amber, and sex filled the night air. The soft moaning and panting rose as if it were a choir of angels, rising and falling with each wave of pleasure.

Something was placed just below her stomach, she heard an innocent giggle as she felt Lori’s skilled fingers moving about her body strapping the Aria’s favorite strap-on to her. She lifted her hips breaking Kieran’s toying with her sex with that ever so talented tongue so Lori could finish the job. When it was fastened good and tight she looked down as Lori dismounted her to see a thick snow white dildo just above her sex and saw the smile on both of her slave’s faces. Lori gave a small sardonic smirk as she pulled a second one from the chest and began to fasten it to herself, her wonderful tool being a clear red. The harness for both were open, straps around the waist and each thigh allowing much more fun to be had.

Kieran leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Aria’s little toy and took it into her mouth, sliding her thin soft fingers into Aria’s hot tight little sex, probing her walls for her sweet little spots she knew all to well. Lori came up behind Kieran and pulled on her shoulder, moving her away from Aria and took her place between those milky white thighs.

Kieran pouted for a moment, and quickly smiled as she stepped over Aria facing her and squatted down to take the rubber toy in her hand. Guiding it to the opening of her sweet glory hole she slid the tool deep inside of her as her eyes closed in the wave of pleasure that rolled over her body. Aria soon felt the same rush as that thick cock penetrated her pussy, filling her entirely. She gave a gasp as she felt the slick thick member began to slide in and out of her. As if everything moved in an eerie unison Kieran began to slide up and down on the snow white cock, her breasts bouncing as every panting thrust she took into herself.

With her hips supported under a pillow, Aria screamed in pleasure and delight as that red prick pounded in and out of her. Sweat beaded their bodies in their pleasured efforts rising to that moment of release. Aria was the first to give into it, her breath caught in her throat and all she could do was pant and shake as the relentless waves of pleasure came like a torrent of electricity coursing through her body. She felt her sweet cream soaking the valley between her round soft rump.

Kieran soon followed, grabbing hard onto the satin lounging pillows she screamed Aria’s name, slamming harder and harder with each motion until the pleasure resided like a warm memory. Kieran couldn’t stop herself as she gasped for air, her back arched in such a way that her perky breasts looked so delightful in the flickering light.

Aria felt Lori slide out of her and watched her move over to the side, just in view of the both of them. She removed her harness and took the clear red toy from it’s ring. She reclined on one elbow and took her toy in hand pushing it deep inside of her as she watched with those deep brown eyes as she pleasured herself.

Kieran pushed her wild curly red hair from her face as she slid from her ride and moved over to her hands and knees, looking back to Aria with a playful grin. Aria returned the grin as she saw her plaything slide a finger over her own sex and lick her juices from it before returning her hand back to the pillow. Getting to her knees she took Kieran’s hips with her hands and pushed the rubber toy home with a hard thrust, pushing Kieran into the pillows with the force of it. She let out a delighted yelp as her hands clutched tightly to the pillows.

Lori sang a choir of moans and pants as she reached her climax from watching the two go at it. She loved watching like this. The soft sound of skin slapping on skin joining with the pants and moans, the sight of the two bodies moving together in such a pleasurable union. Her entire hand was slick from her release which only made her giggle as she removed her toy and licked her hand clean.

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I look at her, my breath freezes with every glance; I can’t take it any more! I want to kiss her cherry colour lips. She is so perfect unlike me. She is magical; something that shouldn’t exist but does. Her hair is dark as the night sky, so beautiful and unique. Why am I attracted to her? Of all people, I fall madly in love with not only a girl but her…

Hi I’m Dylan, just turned 20 and well I guess just turned for girls to. I know many would disagree with what I just said but its true, I was completely straight before her and hey maybe I am bi or hetro or gay but I’m not too big on labels, so lets skip ahead. I bet you wanna know a bit about me, so I will give you an insight… just this once! I am 5’6, dark features, tanned skin, curvy to some extent. I like sports, really into basketball and football/soccer… wow this sounds like I’m applying for a dating app, so on that note, that’s enough about me. Anyway I’m going to be pretty open and tell you the story of my first crush or in other words my first time with/dating a girl.

So I guess it all started when I was 19, my life was pretty good. I had a cute boyfriend who was super sweet. I wasn’t popular but I had friends. I was in my first year of uni, which was fun! Now I missed a year of school so I was set back. I should’ve been in my second year but yeah you get it. I was roomed with one pretty cool person, who now means a lot to me. We spent a lot of time together, like within in the first week we became close friends. Oh I forgot to mention her name, it’s Andy. We were so different but so alike at the same time. She was deffo more chilled and casual, where as I tried to always put effort into everything I did. Andy was different to all of my other friends; she got me on a different level, which was weird but good at the same time.

Haha before I go on… Andy is not “her”, she is totally straight, well as far as I know and we were more like sisters. So hold on, I’m getting to her.

Ok so one weekend, Andy went to see her brother, which meant I was left by myself. Well kinda, I still had my boyfriend (Jason). We were going to hang but he got dragged off with the boys. So yeah it ended up with Netflix and me. It was a pretty chilled evening, well up until when I went to the bathroom and slipped on ANDY’S TOWEL! I swear to god that girl is a slob. Anyway I went to the first aid room to look for an ice pack and I guess I got caught lol. The thing is you’re not really allowed to go into that room without authority. I put my hands up and explained the situation; I then turned around and was taken aback by this person. She was like so cool. Like pretty as well casino siteleri but she had such an awesome vibe about her. She stood there and laughed at me for a good 10/15min, which wasn’t fun at all. Once she was finished, she then sat me down and checked me out.

If you haven’t caught on, she may be “her”…

She wouldn’t let me leave the first aid room until I was in the clear. She told me to lie down on the bed and she would be back. I remember asking her not to go, that I was scared to be alone. She smiled a lot from that point and stayed with me. She sat on the chair and kept me awake. I learnt that she was 3rd year, studying to become an architect. She said she loves art and the idea of being in control of something, well everything. I was in awe of her, like I said she was super cool, so much confidence. She made me smile to the point that my cheeks were hurting non stop. I told her that and she apologised and then rubbed them for a bit. I was a little unsure on why she did that but then again I liked it. We talked about me also, it was a real conversation and I loved it. Hey it was better than just Netflix and me lol. After a few hours she said I was fine to go to sleep and she helped me back to my dorm. I stood in my doorway with her opposite me; I could barley look in her eyes. I remember her telling me that she will catch up with me tomorrow or something. When she left I collapsed on the bed and all I could think about was “her”.

Ok so are you caught up? Yup she is her and I was totally lusting over her. The thing was, I just didn’t know it. I remember back then I thought she was super cool and more like someone to look up to. I was 19 and she was 21, that’s awesome to me lol. Anyway lets carry on.

When I woke up on that Saturday morning I heard a knock on my door; excited that it was her, I jumped out of my bed and quickly opened it. It was my boyfriend ready to take me out for breakfast. Although I was happy we were going to spend some time together, I was a little upset for some reason. Scratching my feelings I got changed and left with Jason to go eat. It was a nice breakfast date; he really does make me smile but its different to how she does it.

After several hours of hanging out, Jason had to get back to the boys and so I went up to my dorm. On the way up I walked into a door… my luck is generally bad but this, well this is extreme lol. I fell back and ended up sitting on the floor. When I looked up, I saw her. She was laughing to start with but then asked if I was ok. She knelt down, pushed a strand of my hair back, I remember feeling shivers go through me, I got this weird feeling in my tummy, slot oyna she said we should stop meeting like this, it’s a bad habit. We laughed and she helped me up. She took me to that first aid room and got me an ice pack; we sat and spoke for a bit. I wont lie, I was very happy that I bumped into her! She asked me what I was doing tonight and being honest I said having a date with Netflix. She smiled at me and said oh, well that’s too bad, I wanted to see if you were free to go out. I blurted out way too fast that I wanted to as well, so fast she laughed at me. She also called me cute, that was the first time, and it was nice. She told me awesome and said she would knock for me at 9:30pm.

I won’t lie, I had a lot of firsts with this person!

From that point on all I remembered was that I was very nervous, I spent ages getting ready… I mean ages!

I showered, washed my hair, made sure I was bare everywhere (it makes me feel clean). I picked out what I called a trendy but also a cute outfit, did some light make up and waited for her to knock… ok well I didn’t just wait for her, I did some school work and listened to music. I didn’t put on my outfit just yet because I wanted everything to be perfect; so sitting on the bed listening to music, there was a knock… seen as it was only just 9pm, I thought it might have been Jason. I shouted out come in. A voice said, well then you didn’t have to do this for me, knowing it wasn’t Jason. I turned over and saw her. I was so embarrassed. I kept saying sorry but she shook it off like it was nothing. She came next to me and knelt down on the floor. She said to me its nothing bad and that I look good. I got that tummy feeling again but before I could think about it anymore, she slapped my behind and then told me to put some more clothes on.

So do you see what I mean, she was so cool, I hardly knew her but she was super chill and awesome and everything and… well you get the point. That night I was nervous and I embarrassed myself but once again I didn’t know why I felt this way. It’s funny looking back now.

I got changed, well put the rest of my clothes on and we left. She took me to a cool bar/club. It wasn’t my usual scene, I’m more of a stay at home person but I couldn’t say no to her. We danced and drank. I drank a lot, well ok 4 but I am a lightweight. I started to feel dizzy and everything was a blur… I held onto her and pulled her to a seat. I told her that I felt weird. She looked at me and said we should go back to the dorms. I refused and jumped back up onto the dance floor, I didn’t want my time with her to end. I kept dancing, I remember seeing her sitting canlı casino siteleri and watching me. Her with her skinny jeans and baggy tee, her with her multiple earrings and baseball hat, just her in general.

She stood up and took hold of me; she brought me close and spun me round. We started dancing together; I smiled and smiled at her. She spun me again but this time I got dizzy and slipped; she fell on top of me. We looked at each other, and then I looked down. She brought my chin up and kissed me, I pulled away but then she kissed me again and I was hers. I was in a trance, I suddenly became sober and all I wanted was her.

I remember after the point that we kissed, that I couldn’t go back. I knew I would regret it the next day but in that moment of time, I felt so good I didn’t care. I still feel that way today and it was certainly a good thing!

With my eyes wide open, we stood up and headed back to the dorms. We went into my room; she looked at me with lustful eyes and then after what felt like hours, she pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me. She whispered in my ear if I wanted to do this. I nodded and then she kissed me, at first it was rough but then it became soft and slow, she was teasing me, she was making me want more. I tried to take some control but she wouldn’t let me, she was insistent that she was the lead. I laid there feeling so many mixed emotions of what was happening. With every touch my body shook. She knew what she was doing and I wanted more and more of it.

She sat me up and removed my crop top and bra; she took it nice and slow. She worked her way down to my navel; she had me speaking in tongues because with each soft kiss, I would let out a soft small moan. She reached her hand up to my nipple and pinched it, my body reacted and I felt myself becoming wet in a certain area. I had no idea what this girl was doing to me; I have never felt this way. She defiantly knew how to satisfy me. She then came back up to me and kissed me on the lips, I loved it when she kissed me! After trapping me with her eyes, she lowered her mouth to my nipples and got me screaming her name. She worked between both breast, I though I was going to orgasm from that. Lets just say she had me on edge for a long time. After teasing me she finally went downwards.

This was my first time with a girl, so I didn’t know what to expect but who does?

She pulled down my skirt and sat in between my legs, and just looked. She then started slowly kissing up and down my thighs, she knew how to make my heart beat faster, I was so weak but yet also strong when I was with her. She pushed my panties to the side and kissed me there, my hips buckled I wanted more.

Hi this is the writer, if you would like me to finish this story comment below and I will make a second chapter. I hope your enjoyed it so far!

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In the middle of a humdrum day, there was a knock at the door.

I wasn’t doing anything muy importante, which means very important, except watching some soap opera, so I rose from the couch and went to the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, Nina…”

So I opened the door.

It was indeed Nina Mercedes, the woman from down the block, standing there on the door step, dressed in a black satin blouse, sleek, fitted black satin pencil skirt, and on her feet, sky high black patent-leather peep-toe stiletto pumps. She had recently had her hair, which was just as black as mine, done in wavy layered curls, and her makeup was done to a T. My gaze was drawn, almost against my will, to the deep valley of cleavage down the center of her blouse. She must have been wearing a push-up bra.

My pussy got wet, just looking at her.

She made quite a contrast to me. I was anything but put together, in a white tank top and white shorts, no bra or panties underneath, bare feet, my hair up in a somewhat messy but otherwise presentable bun, and no makeup.

The silence stretched out awkwardly between us.

She raised her eyebrows and said, “Hi. Eva, right?”

“Oh! Yes. Right!”

“Can I come in?”

“Oh! Yes! Of course! Come on in.”

“Thank you.”

I pulled the door open a little wider, allowing her inside my house.

As she stepped inside, I said, “Would you like anything to drink, honey?”

“No, thank you, sweetie. I’m actually here on a business call.”

“Business? Like sales?”

Nina replied, “Yes, it is a sales call.”

“I remember you said before you were applying to some company for some kind of sales job.”

“Right. Good memory.”

“I take it you got the job?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Congratulations, honey!” I gave her a quick hug, noting as I did how her big her breasts were, as mine pressed against hers. Damn.

“Aww, thank you. I wasn’t sure if I could do sales, but it turns out I’m a natural. Especially considering what it is that I’m selling…”

“And what’s that?”

“Sex toys.”

I said, “Uhhhh…what?”

She winked. “You heard me. Sex toys. Dildos. Vibrators. The most exquisite lube.”

I felt myself become warm from the inside. “Uhm…Yeah? Really?”

She winked again. “Yeah. Really.”

I suddenly realized she had walked in carrying a large, unmarked, black plastic shopping bag, as well as her purse. “Is that what you’ve got in that bag? Sex toys?”

“Yes.”

“And the lube, too?”

“And the lube, too.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” She dug in her bag with her free hand, and pulled out a small clear plastic squeeze bottle with a top that flipped open and snapped close.

“Okay,” I said. “And just how ‘exquisite’ is this lube?”

“Silky smooth. Lube up your choice of sex toy with this bad boy – and let the fireworks begin.”

“Uhm…”

“Yes?”

I couldn’t say a thing. My voice had caught in my throat.

Nina quietly said, “Would you like to see some products?”

“Uhmm…uh…Yeah. Have a seat.”

So we went to the couch and sat down, Nina sitting next to me on our white couch.

I said, “I’m afraid a lot of this stuff will be wasted on me…”

“Not necessarily,” Nina said kindly. “I don’t imagine you’re getting much action these days, not with Ramon on assignment so much.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re right about that. Nothing at all, in fact.”

Nina made a sympathetic noise, patting my knee. “Aww. I would imagine your dreams have gotten interesting lately. To say the least.”

I smiled, or tried to. “Yes. Interesting would be a good word. To say the least. Which is why I say that this stuff is probably going to be wasted on me.”

“You mustn’t think that. I’m sure something will catch your eye. Shall we get started?”

“Yes. Let’s get started.”

Nina said, “Why don’t I start with this?”

And she pulled out a thing with a long white handle at one end, like a toothbrush, and at the other end, a bulbous white silicone head shaped like a mushroom.

So I said, “That, uh, must be a vibrator.”

“Yes, it is. But not just any kind of vibrator. This one plugs in to the wall outlet.”

“So, no batteries?” I could hear the hope in my voice. The longing.

The enemy of every horny woman was a sex toy with batteries, which could crap out at any second, and ruin the fun.

“Nope. No batteries…”

Nina’s eyes, brown like mine, twinkled as she showed me the business end of the electrical cord, with the plug at the end of it. I think she could probably see what was going through my incredibly horny mind.

I coughed, trying to get back to the subject at hand. “So. Uhm, how does it work?”

“Easy. You plug it in. You turn it on with this guy. You select the intensity with this guy. And then you…hang on for the ride.”

“What else do you have in there?”

“Well,” Nina said, “I’ve got this.”

And she reached into her shopping bag, and pulled out what looked like a man’s cock.

With a great effort, I didn’t snatch the thing right out of her hand. Although I wanted to.

It casino oyna was about seven inches long, and had about the same girth as a cooked hot dog, with a smooth shaft and a bulbous rounded head. It was bright berry blue, as well as slightly translucent.

Instead I said, “What’s that?”

Nina winked. “This, my dear, is a dildo.”

“Yes?”

“Yes. It’s made of silicone, so it’s very soft and life-like. Plus, it warms to your body temperature.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Not many toys do that. Would you like to touch it?”

“Uhm…sure. Okay.”

“Here. Don’t be shy…” She held it out to me.

I slowly reached over and wrapped my fingers around the toy.

It was indeed quite soft, without being flaccid. And I could even feel the material warming to my touch.

So I started to stroke it. Like a real cock. I ran my fingers along the shaft, up to the head, and back down again.

Nina quietly said, “Mmmm, do you like that?”

My breath caught in my throat. God only knew what this toy would do in my vagina.

I let the thing go like it was a hot potato, cleared my throat and said, “So, uhm, does it vibrate, or what?”

“No. But it is made to be attached to a strap.”

“A strap? For what?”

“You’ve never seen a strap-on dildo?”

“Sorry, but no. I told you, a lot of this stuff is wasted on me…”

She rested her hand on my arm. “Don’t be sorry. And don’t say that.” She took her hand away and rooted around in her bag.

I could still feel where she had rested her hand.

Nina was pulling out what looked like a pair of black panties, except there was a metal ring attached to the front.

I said, “So, uhm, is that a strap?”

“Yes, it is…” She picked up the dildo again, and unsnapped the ring. “See, you take this guy, put it in here, then you snap this guy into place. And, voila, you’re ready to go.”

I giggled and blushed. “Oh my god, it looks like a man’s cock like that!”

“That’s how it’s supposed to look,” Nina said. “And how it’s supposed to work.”

Oh my god. I was getting seriously aroused.

“Uhhmmm…so you, uh, wear it, I guess?”

“Mmm-hmm. You just put this thing on and…away you go.”

“Really? I have never seen anything like that.”

“Well, not a lot of women have heard of strap-on dildos. It helps to have a friend who’s willing to wear it.”

I cleared my throat with a cough. “So. Uhm. Do you have to use it like that?”

“Oh, no, that’s the beauty of it. You can use the toy by itself. The strap is only useful if you have a friend who could wear it for you.”

I coughed. “Okay…you were mentioning lube?”

“Yes. The best kind.” She pulled the little clear bottle out of her bag again.

“Is it water-based?”

“Yes, it is. So you can even use it when Ramon comes home…”

I blushed as I took the little squeeze bottle and examined it. “I hope this is just a try-me bottle. Cause this is a little small, I must say. I don’t think it would last very long.”

Nina giggled. “Yes, that is a sample bottle. However, you don’t need much. A little goes a long way. Would you like to try it?”

“Uhm…sure. I guess.”

She took the bottle from me and snapped it open, and then dabbed a tiny bead on the tip of my index finger.

I rubbed my thumb and index finger together, noting how easily I slid them against each other, without much effort.

Nina said, “As you can see, it glides quite easily.”

“Yes,” I said, afraid to even look at Nina. “Does it warm to your temperature, too?”

“Oh, yes. Quite quickly. In fact, you can probably already feel it starting to warm to your body temperature.”

“Wow. I can…”

Nina winked yet again. “You must be hot-blooded.”

“Yep. I’m a horny little slut.”

Nina patted my leg. “Yes, I’ll bet you are…”

I giggled, as I went to the kitchen sink and washed the lube off my fingers. Then I sat back down on the couch and stared into space.

Nina said, “What’s wrong, sweetie?” She started lightly rubbing my back.

I turned and looked at her. “You asked me about Ramon…”

“Yes. Are you two having problems?”

“No. But he’s gone so much…”

“I can imagine. It must be hard…” She sounded genuinely sympathetic.

I smiled, but only slightly. “Not on our marriage. Just on our sex lives.”

Nina kept rubbing my back. “As I said, I can only imagine…”

“I am so fucking horny, I am about ready to burst. Help me out here. Please, honey.”

Nina drew back. “What do you mean?”

“What do I mean? Use these damn toys on me. Because if I don’t have a damn orgasm soon, I will explode.”

“I’d love to-but I couldn’t.”

So I said, “Why can’t you?”

“Because, sweetie, I would get in trouble.”

“Honey, that would only happen if you did something to offend me. Which you haven’t. Aside from making me horny, that is. Come on. Please?”

Nina giggled. Then she ran her teeth along her bottom lip. Thinking.

So this time, I reached over and rested my hand on her leg, where her skirt had rode up. “Nina, listen to me. If I don’t slot oyna get some relief, and by that I mean sexual relief, I am going to go out to some club and do something stupid with some guy I hardly know.”

“Come on, don’t be silly. You wouldn’t step out on Ramon. Would you?”

“No, I probably wouldn’t,” I conceded. “But that doesn’t make my need any less compelling. Come on. Help me out here. Please?”

Nina lapsed into silence again, staring at nothing, thumb and index finger pressed together.

I let her have her moment.

All at once, she turned to me and said, “This has to be strictly between us. I mean it, Eva. This is my job we’re talking about here. My first one in a long time.”

“All right! All right. You could lose your job. I get it. My lips are sealed. Oh! I know what we could do!”

“All right. What is it?”

“You see to my needs, and I’ll buy these toys you showed me today.”

Nina gasped. “Really? You would?”

“Yes. Of course I would. Ramon got a big bonus last month.”

Nina smiled. “Okay. It’s a deal. But, could you buy the toys first? After I’ve, ah, helped you out, you might not be able to do anything, for a while anyway.”

I giggled. “Yes. Of course. How much for the vibrator, the dildo and the lube?”

Nina rapidly totaled the price of the items. I wrote my credit card info for her.

Then she said, “Your items will arrive within about a week.”

“Okay,” I said, rubbing my hands together.

“Now, go put some makeup on.”

I moaned, “Do I have to? It’s just us…”

“Please, just do it, for me. And brush your teeth while you’re at it.”

“Okay,” I sighed. “Be right back. Make yourself comfortable.”

“Count on it, sweetie.”

I stood right up and padded across the living room, past the kitchen and down the hall, stopping at the first door on the right.

I was impatient to test the products. Who am I kidding? I was impatient, yeah, to get fucked!

That dildo was calling my name!

But I went ahead and did what she asked. First I brushed my teeth, quite thoroughly, even my tongue, flossed, and finally rinsed my mouth out.

Then I located my makeup kit and only did my most basic face – just powder, mascara and lip gloss.

I went back up the hall to the living room –

– To discover that Nina had most definitely made herself comfortable.

She was naked!

No blouse, no skirt, no high heels, no nothing. She had put her clothes on one of the empty chairs.

Well, she was wearing one thing – the strap-on dildo. That, and a smile.

Shit, I just had a mini-orgasm!

Nina stood there, gloriously naked. I think I should explain, that if Nina were a man, she would be called “stocky.” That is, she is short, with a short, thick torso, huge breasts, a nice slim waist and wide hips. But fortunately, she is very much a woman, and she is a fuller-figured woman, to boot.

And, even though she and I are the exact same height, plus or minus less than an inch between us, I am curvy as well, but a slinky, skinny sort of curvy.

Nina looked over at me and softly said, “Don’t just stand there. Take your clothes off and get over here. I have other clients to visit.”

Shit. I loved it when spoke that way. I could not move a muscle.

Nina slowly walked over, hips swaying seductively. Left. Right. Left. Right. “Do I need to help you?”

“Uhm…”

“Here. Allow me-“

She reached up and caressed my arms. Without another word she started taking off my clothes.

First she lifted my arms over my head. My tank top came off first. Less than a minute later she got down on her knees, pushed my shorts off my hips and down my legs, making a little puddle of white fabric on the floor.

Holding Nina’s hands, I stepped out of it. Now I was just as naked as Nina.

Nina smiled. “Very good. Come over here.”

She took my hand and led me over to the couch, then slipped her arms around my waist, rested her soft, warm hands on the small of my back, drew me closer, leaned in and kissed me.

I wound my arms around her neck and returned her kisses. It was difficult to concentrate. The artificial cock was pressing against my pussy entrance.

Her kisses were soft, at first. Light. Never hurried. Only after several minutes of this soft kissing did she finally ease her tongue inside my mouth.

I moaned into her mouth.

Nina paused for a second, her mouth against mine. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Yes,” I breathed back. “A long while.”

“You poor thing…”

Her kisses continued, as soft and weightless as before, even as she kept up the tonsil tennis. Then she started kissing on the nape of my neck.

I moaned at the gentle contact, staring at the ceiling.

“Yes, you like that, sweetie?”

“Mmmm, yes,” I moaned again.

Nina kept on kissing my neck. Shit…

Note to any guys who are reading this – a woman’s neck is probably the single most sensitive area on her entire body, or pretty close. Kiss her there, and she will melt in your mouth.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned to the ceiling.

Nina slowly removed canlı casino siteleri her hand from the small of my back, and moved it to my pussy, where she lightly rested her fingers – and quickly drew back.

“Oh, you poor little thing,” Nina said quietly. “You’re already wet.”

“I told you, I’m a horny little slut.”

“Well then. There’s only one thing to do with a horny little slut like you…”

“And what’s that?”

Nina looked in my eyes. “Fuck the shit out of her…”

I flashed my eyes at her. “Can I put on the lube?”

Nina handed me the little bottle of lube with a mischevious wink.

But before I did, I said, “Let’s take this to the bedroom. I don’t want to be disturbed. Or seen from the street.”

I quickly went to the front door and turned the deadbolt.

Nina winked. “Good idea.”

So I took her hand. “Let’s go. This way.”

“Don’t forget the lube, sweetie!”

I giggled. “Right. Come on…”

Holding hands, we went down the hall to the master bedroom. Without even turning on a light, we started kissing and touching again.

Nina’s hands on my breasts, caressing, never squeezing, light as a feather, sent tingles of pleasure up and down my spine.

She softly said, “I think you’re ready.”

“I think you’re right…”

And then she said, “Tell me how you want it. What position do you like Ramon to give it you the best?”

That was easy. “Doggy style. From the back.”

Nina grinned. “You got it. Do you like your hair pulled, too?”

“Sometimes. I have to be in the right mood for that.”

“Are you in the, uh, right mood now?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Yes.”

“Well then, how about if you let your hair down?”

I chuckled. Then I reached up and yanked out the hair pins that were keeping my bun in place.

Nina reached up and started petting my hair. “Oooh, you have such pretty hair…”

“Thank you. That feels good.”

“If you want, I would love to come back some time, when I’m not going door to door.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Trust me when I say I could make love to you all day. But I’m sensing that, today at least, you don’t want to make love.”

“No. Today I just want to fuck.”

“I thought so. Now get your ass on the bed.”

An electric thrill coursed through my body. I quickly climbed on the bed, anticipation making me highly aroused.

Behind me, I heard Nina snap open the bottle. Then there was a tiny squirting noise as she dabbed lube on the blue cock.

Then I felt the mattress shift with her weight as she climbed on the bed behind me. Moments later, I felt her soft, warm hands on my waist. “Tuck in your tummy and lift your ass up. Good. Now spread your legs open a little more. There you go. Ready?”

“Oh god, yes,” I moaned urgently.

“Hold on to something.”

I grabbed a handful of bedding in each hand.

Nina guided the head of the blue cock to my waiting entrance, worked it in, and then pushed her hips forward, easing the shaft inside me.

I gasped out loud. “That lube is cold!”

“Don’t worry, it’ll warm up.”

I could believe that.

And then she started to move. Slowly, at first.

As she pulled back and thrust forward slowly and easily, I could feel the lube start to warm to my body temperature.

And believe me, I was hot, from the inside out. Red hot.

And only getting hotter! Muy caliente…

Raising my voice, I moaned, “Demelo, mami! Ay, que rico!”

I knew I was enjoying the hell out of this, and turned on to no end, because I was speaking Spanish.

Nina was starting to move her hips faster. “Yeah, you like that, huh?”

“Shit, yes I like it!”

“Does my horny little slut want me to pull her hair while I fuck her?”

“Yes, please, mami!”

My hair was already well past my shoulders, about a third of the way down my back, so it was easy for Nina to reach over and grab a handful of my hair and pull on it, causing me to arch my back even deeper, and stick my ass out higher.

“Oh, god,” I moaned loudly.

“Is this what my horny little slut wants?”

“Oh, god, yes! Fuck me!”

She fucked me and she fucked me and she fucked me!

The first time I came I nearly raised the roof. It had been so long since my last orgasm. I just opened my mouth wide, as no noise came out.

My second orgasm came, if you will, right on the heels of the first one. I was already well stimulated.

Then, since my legs were, shall we say, a little shaky, I decided to go missionary.

I smiled up at Nina as I rolled over on my back and spread my legs.

She guided the head of the toy to my entrance and eased it inside again.

I gasped and arched off the bed.

Once again, Nina started off slow and easy. “Mmmm, I think I could honestly say that you’re a satisfied customer.”

I giggled as I gasped. “Oh, god! Slower. Yes!”

“Yes, you are, or yes, that’s it?”

I laughed. “Yes! To both!”

“Mmmm, good. You’ll have to visit the website to give them feedback.”

“Oh, I will. You can be sure of that.”

Nina smiled. “Good.” She moved slow and easy. “You know, we’re still hiring sales people.”

“Oh, Nina, I don’t think I would be very good at sales.”

“That’s what I thought, too. But I think you would agree, I’m quite good.”

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We text during the week. I pass on two of my regular sub tops, telling them I’m not in the mood for their dick. I’m horny, but not for them. Diego, yes, we fucking exchanged names. Real names. He’s kept me on edge all week. I’m no better. The text are flirty and I find myself looking forward to the damn things. He’s ruining my game and I don’t mind. I do have to put him in his place.

“I woke up with my dick missing you.” I wake up to a picture of his mocha baby arm screaming for my attention. “I woke up missing you too.” He adds a kissing emoji. My cock chubs while my hole twitches. I imagine kissing those lips, feeling that cock slide between my cheeks, slowly fucking me good morning.

I shake the thought from my head. I go to pour myself my first cup of coffee. He messages me when he first wakes up, four in the morning. I wait till I have my first cup of coffee at six fifteen. I don’t trust myself till I do. “Funny how you think that’s still your dick.” I respond back. Then send a carefully posed picture of my ass from the night before. “You got to earn this, boy.”

He’ll respond during his lunch time. “You know no one care take care of that ass like I can.” He’ll send a carefully posed selfie in his car. “When you going to let me take care of the rest of you?” He asks that every day. I guess I should be flattered he wants more, but I’m not that guy. Still the idea lingers in my thoughts. “One night, let me take the lead. Let me show you some Puerto Rican love.”

My loins stir when I read that and imagine what he’d do to me if given the chance. “Be careful, you might get burned by this Mexican’s heat.” I send back. I never answer him otherwise when he sends that. I’ll send him a gym selfie later that day, and he’ll respond back with one flexing those long sinewy muscles. They’re not big, but I know they are hard and strong.

He goes to bed around nine, and I send a side picture of me with my ass in tight underwear that emphasize my plumpness. “Sleep well, boy. Be good and I might let you unwrap this again.” The truth is, I’m going to let him unwrap it as much as he wants, for as long as he sticks around. I find myself hoping he sticks around for a while.

He sends back two pictures, every time, both of him in bed. One of his head on his shoulders, sleepy. One of the head in his pants, excited “You’re the one who better rest up. I’m going to wear you out. Does this look like some little boy dick to you? All man here. Your man. Sweet dreams my spicy tamale.”

It goes like this all week. Finally I relent on Thursday. I don’t know what comes over me, but I do. I say it’s to prove him wrong, to see what he can come up with. That’s a lie. He’s gotten to me. In a moment of weakness, I send him the message. “Okay, baby, you get one chance. This weekend, you take the lead.” I expect to regret it as soon as I send it. I don’t.

“For real?” He sends back with a selfie showcasing that million dollar smile. “I’m going to make you feel real good. I’ll be over tomorrow right at eight. You be ready for some real Puerto Rican loving, my hot tamale.” I want to tell him to fuck off, but I can’t. I want him to fuck me, long, hard deep and dirty.

Friday comes around and he’s eager. I’m having second thoughts. He asked me to wear my robe and a jock. I was planning on wearing it anyways, so I oblige. He’s right on time. I watch him swagger up to the door. He’s got an extra pep in his step. I’m going to have to deal with that. I decide I’m not going through with it. I’m taking back control.

When I let him in, my inner beast awaken. I pull him by the shirt towards me, intent on kissing him hard and rough, but he blocks my lips with his hand. I make to move his hand away, but he pushes me off him. He looks at me with disappointment in his face. “I knew you weren’t serious.” He steps to me, lifts my head to his and kisses me, not hard, but slow, sensual, and deep. I’m left breathless when he breaks the kiss.

“I told you I was going to take care of you.” His voice is low and rumbly. “You told me I could.” He puts a finger to my lips before I can say anything. “Sshh. Let me lead this dance, Armond.” He takes my hand and leads me back to my bedroom. He sits on the foot of my bed and brings me between his legs. He lets go of my hand and pulls me to him, resting his head against my hard belly.

I relax into him. I let my hands move up to his head and cradle it against me. “You win.” I say softly. “You lead.” He looks up with me and smiles. He doesn’t say a word. He stands up, pulls a bandana from his pocket. He wraps it around my eyes, securing it behind my head. “Hey.” I move to take it off, but he stops me.

“Trust me.” He takes my hand and guides me to the side of the bed. “I’m going to make you feel real good.” He unties my robe, slides his hands across my warm skin. He casino siteleri rests them on the small of my back, instead of my ass, to my surprise. “Do you trust me, Armond?” I nod. He takes a hand and lifts my chin up. I can feel the brush of his lips. “Say it, Armond.”

The words catch in my throat. Then I say softly, “I trust you, Diego.” His lips press against mine. I’m lost in the kiss. He pushes my robe off my shoulders, it falls to the floor. He moves me to the bed then lays me down, breaking the kiss. “Diego?” I reach up for him as he pulls away. He takes my hand, eases my fear. He lays my hand back down on the bed, then I feel the back of his hand move across my chest.

I hear him grunt as he watches me react to his touch. “Don’t worry, baby. I got you.” I can hear him undress. My senses are heightened. This is why I do this to my tops on occasion. It drives them wild. It used to drive me wild back when I let my tops take control. “You okay, baby?” He asks, he touches my face gently. He climbs on top of me, his hard cock resting against mine in its pouch. “You’ve taken me for a ride, let me take you now.”

I feel the press of his smooth toned body against mine, he spreads my legs open and settles in between. He kisses me. Soft. Just lips. My legs intertwine with his, an old instinct, and my hand goes to his back, feeling taunt hard muscles he got from hard work. He gives me another soft wet kiss. I go for more, but he backs away. “Tell me, Armond, do you want me to be your boy or your man tonight?”

I can feel his lips are just close enough to touch. He anticipates my move to kiss, turning his head to the side. “Tonight, I want you to be my man.” I finally relent. I’m rewarded with a kiss. His full lips are so soft. His tongue slips into my mouth. I allow him to set the pace, the tempo, enjoying the feel of his body on mine as he slides his cock along mine. I fight the groan in my belly from escaping.

His lips leave mine. “Let go, baby.” He begins by doing slow intricate circles on my neck. I stifle a gasp, but my nails dig into his back. “That’s it.” He murmurs softly. “Let me know what feels good.” He returns to his work, tasting the sensitive skin. He moves down pressing his lips, caressing my skin.

He moves down slowly, his hands gliding over my sides. He takes my nipple in his mouth, a soft kiss then flick with his tongue. I can’t fight it anymore. I let out a low moan as his tongue dances across my nipples. I expect him to latch on, but he just continues slowly toying with my nub. “Oh, fuck, Diego.” I finally gasp. I find his face with my hands and run my fingers over his close cropped hair. He kisses his way to the other side, his hands still petting my sides with delicate touches.

He moves down to my stomach. His makes slow deliberate designs with his tongue. I want to tear off the blindfold, pounce on him, but I won’t, I can’t. That’s when I realize I’ve been moaning his name. “Diego, fuck, oh, my god, Diego.” My fingers are on his shoulders, squeezing hard every time he finds another sensitive spot.

His left hand finds my dick, trapped in the cloth confines. He gives it a light squeeze, then runs his hand slowly along my length. I let out a gasp when he replaces his hand with his mouth. He sucks on my cum soaked jock. I’m digging into his skin. He takes my hands from his shoulders and restrains them by my sides. He finds my tip and mouths it. I arch up into him. He lets out a low growl of amusement.

He teases me for a few minutes before pausing to give me a moment to catch my breath. I’m panting. I can feel his breath on my skin. He’s hovering just above my body, like a viper ready to strike. I’m lost in a haze of pleasure. He releases my hands for a moment, slipping his arms under my legs. He places my thighs on his shoulders and then intertwines his hand with mine. “Just enjoy the ride, baby.” His voice is low, hungry, deep and reassuring.

I only have the briefest of moments to prepare before he strikes. I first feel the warm press of his mouth on the sensitive skin where my thigh meets my groin. I struggle as my body jerks and twists. His tongue laps in long slow precise strokes. He holds my hands down, ignoring my pleasurable dilemma. My body is overwhelmed with sparks and blasts of orgasmic joy. My mind is clouded in sexual lust. I feel a soft wet kiss on my inner thigh giving me the briefest reprieves when I feel him on the other side resuming his casual tasting.

I’m not sure how much time passes when he finally grants me a true moment of rest. I’m trying to catch my breath. My muscles tremble with weakness as they finally relax. I feel him lower my legs, and climb my body. His lips graze over mine. I lean in for a kiss. He pulls back. I groan in frustration. He hovers his lips again over mine. I press my hips against his, feeling slot oyna the length of him slide against my groin.

“Say it for me, Armond.” His lips barely touching mine when he says the words softly to me. “You know what I want to hear.” I know what he wants to hear, but I resist. I grind hard against him. He presses me down, refusing to give me any quarter. “Come on, Armond.” He presses hard against me.”

I struggle with the words. I want him to keep on, but don’t want to admit it. I lick my lips, trying to taste him there. My body is begging, no screaming for him to continue. I run my hands over his back, but he stays resilient. I take a deep breath. I can smell his cologne. My mind and body wage a war. “You’re my man.” I finally say, longing dripping from my voice.

“Not yet, but I’m going to be.” His deep voice exudes pride. Before I can respond, he kisses me, tempering the burning fire in me. I’m kissing him with a rushed need, but he brings me back under his control. I’m grasping him, holding him close, fearful he’ll stop. He presses his need into me. I want him in me. He pulls back, his lips skim mine.

I’m lost in the tender moment. He then flips me with ease, his chest to my back, he nipples my ear, his cock slides along my quivering hole. I push back, trying to guide him in. “Not yet, baby.” He growls in my ear. He moves my hands above my head. “Keep those there for me, will you, baby?” He kisses the back of my neck, releasing a gasp from me, cutting off any words I was about to say.

He slowly kisses down my back. My skin crawls with tiny explosions of orgasmic jolts from his trail of kisses down my spine. I feel his hands glide lovingly over my ample mounds. His breath is hot on my skin. I feel the goosebumps rise with anticipation. He spreads me open. He pauses. I quiver with anticipation. Just when I can’t stand it anymore. He licks me. From bottom to top in one glorious long luxurious stoke.

I fist the pillows while releasing pent up moans and groans. He slowly traces my outer ring. I know the flavor of passion fruit is exploding across his tongue. He’s running his tongue slowly across the smooth skin, refusing to give into the urge to feast. His tongue is massaging caressing me, opening me up. Then I feel the light press. He’s in, playing with my warm insides.

His tongue darts in and out quickly. I gasp. He pulls back, blowing cool air on my skin. I feel a tender kiss on my hole, then runs his long thumb up and down it, testing my readiness. I push back, sliding onto his finger. He begins adorning my cheeks with kisses while his thumb slowly wiggles in me. My bottom lip trembles when he touches my spot. My cock is screaming. I’m whimpering for his cock in me.

He pulls his thumb from me to my dismay. He tugs down my jock, releasing my swollen cock. He glides his body up mine, covering my body with his. His tongue runs across my ear. I grind my ass against him, trying to slip him in, but his lengthy cock has the tip just out of reach. “Easy, baby.” He soothes in my ear. “You’ll get the good stuff soon. I’m going to take off this blindfold, but I’m still in control. Okay?”

I grunt my acknowledgement, my words lost from the sexual animal he’s drawn out in me. It’s taking every bit of control for me not to toss him off me and pounce. The blindfold slips from my head. I blink, adjusting to the low light he’s bathed the room in. He turns me onto my back, our eyes meet. Mine are full of hunger and desires. His are full of lust and longing.

His hand brushes my face adoringly and then he kisses me, sharing the taste of passion fruit that lingers on his tongue. My arms go around him, holding him close with need and desire. He turns us so I am on top of him. I straddle him, feeling the familiar poke of his excitement behind me. “Suck me.” He requests softly. I try to move down him, but he holds me still, then adds, “While I suck you.”

He lets go with reluctance. We maneuver to lay side by side. I’m face to face with the mouthwatering prize dripping with excitement. Before I could sample a morsel, I feel his lips surround my head. His tongue methodically studies my cock head. I center myself, stealing myself against the rapture he’s inflicting. I take his thick cock in hand and bring to my hungry mouth.

I make sounds of satisfaction. His precum coats my lips as it brushes past. My tongue welcomes him, guiding him in. My mouth stretches easily around him, hugs his thickness. I pull him down my throat. My nose rests in his balls when his hand finds my hole and begins to methodically strum it. I fight to contain it, but an explosion of sexual craze overcomes me and I’m impaling myself on his cock. I’m gorging myself on his divine meat and gulping down his sweet essence.

I can feel the heat in me rise from his casual exploring of my cock and ass. canlı casino siteleri His mouth moves in contrast to mine, slow and steady. I feel his tongue slide around my cock, and I can barely stand it. His cock is buried deep in my throat, my hands are on his ass, fingers digging into the firm flesh. I’m doing my best to control my impulses, but he’s purposely breaking down that resolve. I find that I am liking it.

My cock slides from his mouth and his falls from my mouth with a loud pop as he moves me back to the head of the bed, gingerly laying my head down on the pillow. There’s a casual brush of my hair from my eyes by him as he takes up position between my legs. Our eyes lock as he lifts one leg then the other up over his shoulders.

He watches my face, seeing the lust as he rubs his cock over my hole. He pulls lube and a condom out, never breaking eye contact as he slips it on and lubes up. I feel the press of him and I exhale the breath I didn’t know I was holding. He slides in me at a snail’s pace. He pushes deep into me, filling me and my need till his hips are pressed against mine. My eyes roll back in bliss when I feel all of him inside of me.

His eyes never leave mine. He leans forward, folding me in half. He rotates his hips slowly to bring me back to him. Our eyes connect and he begins his slow grind. He’s taking his time, drawing out the pleasurable madness. My hands are caressing his face. He knows he has me. “Who am I?” He asks in a low growl. “Tell me Armond. I want to hear you say it.” He rotates his hips again for emphasis.

I groan before finally refocusing. “Diego.” I respond breathless. He long dicks me, hard, showing his disapproval of my answer. I grunt then relock eyes with him. “You’re mine.” I growl with fierceness. “You’re my man.” A smug grin expands across his face. He leans in, kissing me. He speeds up his gentle thrusts into me. My arms surround him. I moan into the kiss.

He keeps a steady rhythm going, occasionally gyrating his hips. I’m lost in him, in the moment, in the feel of his cock sliding deep inside me and the feel of his body intertwined with mine. My juices are slicking us up as he moves across my cock with each thrust. Beads of perspiration bead on his sex hot skin. I can barely focus on the imminent eruption he’s about to unleash from me.

I see him, above me. The sensual sexual energy exudes from him. The last vestiges of my restraint burn away. He unhooks one leg, moving me to my side, letting him reach deeper into me. Our eyes remained locked in silent conversation. His cock throbs with the impending climax. He’s close. I’m close. Neither one of us can hold back, nor do we want to.

He moves to spoon me, lifting my leg with one arm, the other sliding under me to hold me close, his cock never leaves me in the move. My head turns for a kiss. His pace quickens. The sound of our pounding flesh is barely audible over our sounds of sex. I can feel him swell in me, his cock pulse in anticipation.

Our moans and groans become whimpers as we inch closer and closer climax. His hold tighten around me. His cock stretches me further as it prepares to unleash its load. My own dick is ready to explode. He breaks the kiss to nuzzle his cheek against mine. “I can’t hold back anymore, baby.” He says softly, voice cracking from lust. “I’m going to nut, Armond, I’m going to blow.”

“Do it, Diego.” I growl, not wanting it to end, but ready to catch the magnificent high we’ve been chasing. “Shoot that load, baby, shoot it.” The command sets him free. I feel the pulse of his cock as he fills the condom in me. He howls his in triumph. Finally catching that elusive euphoria. He comes down, biting the soft of my neck, careful not to break or mark the skin. This triggers my own cock to shoot, blasting load after load forth. Spasms of charged sexual energy overtaking my body.

We lay, still pressed together, basking in the rapture of our excitement, his cock still resting in me. He holds me tight to his chest, the tenderness not lost on me. I relax against his heaving chest. He lovingly kisses the side of my neck. I mumbled incoherently encouragement to continue. I can feel him slowly soften in me. We stay spooned till he finally slips from me. I turn in his arms so I can nuzzle his chest.

“I like what we did before.” He says softly. “I just want to do that for you every now and again.” I look up to say something, but his mouth is on mine, preventing any response. I’m still lost in the kiss when he stops. “Armond, don’t fight it. We both know neither one of us is going anywhere.” He pulls me close. “So just fucking enjoy it and boss my ass in bed whenever you want, you sexy bastard.”

I give him a wry grin, relishing in the press of him against me. We’re both half hard again. I release the hesitation and fear in me. “Fuck it, Diego.” I look into those warm eyes. “I’ll let you be my man.” He stifles a laugh at my words. “Just you for now,” I kiss him, “only you, my man.” His eyes brighten at my words. “Let go get cleaned up so we can do that again before bed.”

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It’d been about a week since Charlie moved in when a problem arose.

“You can’t sleep with Jing,” Ryan ordered.

Charlie, who was in his human form, cocked his head. “Why not? You sleep with Ms. Shadow most nights.”

“That’s different,” he insisted. “She’s a pet.”

“So am I,” Charlie replied.

Ryan shook his head. “You have a human mind- it’s different.”

“Please consider it. I get nightmares if I sleep alone.”

Ryan’s fingers paused on his keyboard. He’d been typing in his credit card to order clothes for Charlie, but that could wait. He knew his dogboy servant had… issues and he wanted to accommodate. He looked over at where he lounged on the couch across the room, having completed miscellaneous chores around the apartment. Jing had left after his Friday Zoom class, meaning he was free to roam the apartment on two feet.

“Seriously?”

A nod. “Seriously,” he echoed back.

Ryan resumed typing. “Okay, but you have to stay in your animal form. Deal?”

Charlie’s tail thumped against the couch. “Deal.”

~~~

A few weeks went by and nothing remarkable happened. The two men fell into a routine that aroused little to no suspicion from the oblivious party. Jing absolutely doted on Charlie- taking him on a walk every week day, rain or shine. Ryan sometimes wondered if Jing should’ve found Charlie instead- he was much better at talking to people. Plus, Charlie wouldn’t have to leave his country at the end of the semester.

He figured it didn’t matter now- even if he did want to hand Charlie over he knew the poor guy would take it personally. For Charlie, Ryan was his whole world- and while he tried to encourage autonomy, he had to admit he liked the attention. Growing up an only child, there was always a distance between him and others. Even with Evan, there’d been a gap that grew and grew until one conversation had everything crumble apart.

But with Charlie, things were different. He was always chatting him up, trying to get to know him better. He changed Ms. Shadow’s litter and did the laundry and cooking, allowing Ryan to put a little extra time into his studies. Charlie also joined Ryan’s Friday night ritual of watching TV late into the night. As expected, Charlie was unfamiliar with new TV shows. On the other hand, he was very knowledgeable about older shows which Ryan hadn’t seen before, his two favorites being Golden Girls and Cheers.

They were going to watch the latter when Ryan ran into Evan’s Instagram story. The girl he had dated before him was beaming into the camera, holding a baby in her arms.

“Is something wrong?” Charlie piped up.

“Yeah, no- it’s fine.”

Charlie sniffed the air. “You smell different,” he said. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

Ryan casino oyna stood up, clicking his tablet off and placing it face down on the coffee table. “Have a drink with me,” he said. He watched as Charlie’s eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

“Pardon?”

“You heard me. I’ll be right back.”

He returned with a bottle of strawberry vodka and two shot glasses.

“Master, do you think this is a good idea? If-“

“I’m fine.” He poured two shots and downed both- then a third.

“You’re turn. You don’t have to, though.”

“I’ll pass, if that’s alright.”

Ryan gave him a pair of lazy finger guns. “No problemo.”

~~~

Something was definitely bothering Master Ryan, but he wasn’t sure what. He knew him well enough not to pry, but that did nothing to help his curiosity.

He watched as Ryan’s glazed over eyes stared at the screen, thoughtful but unfocused.

“I get lonely sometimes,” he blurted out.

“Oh?” Charlie said.

A sleepy nod. “I miss my ex.”

“Your ex-wife?”

“What? No, no no. I’m way too young for that shit. Also, I’m gay- but don’t tell Jing.”

Charlie could’ve mentioned that he didn’t talk to Jing, anyway, but he wasn’t one to backtalk one of his masters- so he merely nodded. “Alright.”

He took another shot- that was his seventh. Alcohol didn’t affect him but he was well-acquainted with the effects via secondhand experience. He had no idea why humans drank the stuff when all it seemed to do was make them stupid, sad or “happy”. Sometimes, not even that- if they drank too much they could get sick and die.

Ryan took another shot.

That made eight.

“What was your ex like?” he asked.

A moment of silence…. Then, an answer.

“Warm.” He turned around and placed his legs on top of Charlie’s as he sprawled out across the couch. He craned his face to look up at him.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

“Yes.” Charlie paused the show. He turned his attention toward the alcohol. Maybe if he drank it all, Ryan wouldn’t get more? “I’ll have some, actually.”

Ryan’s face lit up. “Really? Good, good~ There’s more in the kitchen if vodka’s not your style.” He pointed a thumb lazily behind him.

“No, this is fine.” He took a large swig of the foul-tasting drink. The sweetness did nothing for the sharp taste. “Blech! Ugh….”

Master Ryan erupted into giggles. It was the happiest he’d seen him throughout the entire time he’d known him, which was a problem. He should be like this more often without it taking several drinks. Charlie made a mental note to work on that, and took solace in the fact that Ryan’s capability for laughter had been confirmed.

“You look like him, you know.”

“Who?” But Charlie already knew the answer.

Master slot oyna sat up. Charlie’s heart raced as he closed the space between them. He could smell the vodka on his breath, causing long-suppressed memories to rise to the surface. “My ex.”

Maybe he could create a positive association with this? It was Ryan, after all. Sweet, drunk Ryan who was kissing him so gently on the couch… His lonely little master who needed booze to unlock his feelings.

Charlie broke away from him. “This isn’t fair- you’re being influenced.”

“You mean under the influence,” Master corrected. “And I suppose you’re right.” He stood up unsteadily, which had Charlie bouncing immediately to his feet. He placed a steadying hand on Ryan’s shoulder.

“Let me take you to bed,” said Charlie.

“Ooh, yes, please~” said Ryan, pressing his hands against Charlie’s muscled chest.

Charlie blushed furiously. “Let’s go,” he said. He led his master to the bathroom where he clumsily brushed his teeth.

“I have to pee. Look over….” Ryan spun around in a circle. “There.” He pointed at the shower.

“Or I can leave and give you privacy.”

Master gave him a pleading look. “Will you still take me to bed?”

Charlie’s heart thumped heavily in his chest. He found this all to be very endearing but felt like he should be concerned at the behavioral change. He hadn’t even had that much to drink- was he that much of a lightweight?

“Are you eating enough?” he asked.

“I can eat your dick,” he offered. “Just lemme take this piss and after, I can be the best lay you’ll ever have.”

Charlie’s jaw dropped.

Master laughed as he pushed Charlie out the door and slammed it shut. He listened as the boy peed and hummed a song while washing his hands. When he came out, his eyes were half-lidded and he had a faint smile on his face. “I’m sleepy,” he said with a yawn.

“Do you remember what you said to me earlier?”

Ryan rolled his eyes. “That was just a joke.” He gave him a wink. “Unless you want it not to be.”

“Please go to bed.”

Another loud laugh as he guided this disaster of a twenty-year old to his bedroom. “You can stay in your human form, if you want.”

“Do you want me to?”

Vigorous nodding. Master Ryan reached out with an imaginary lasso, pretending to tug Charlie closer. “C’mere…”

He let out a long sigh, his tail wagging as he followed Master into his tiny bed. He watched as he put on a pair of soft shorts that showed off the patchy hair on his legs.

“You know what I also want?”

Charlie cleared his throat. “What?”

“To kiss you again.”

Charlie’s face reddened. “Only kissing?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, I’ll take.”

His heart fluttered in his canlı casino siteleri chest. “Alright,” he said.

Mater Ryan tasted like fresh mint. He much preferred it to the taste and smell of alcohol that he had dealt with previously. This kiss also differed in its delivery- Ryan kissed him this time not with the same softness, but with a sloppy hunger that sent heat straight to Charlie’s groin. A low growl emerged from his chest as his own hunger was awakened… How long had it been? Probably close to half a century since his last good lay. He reminded himself that this wouldn’t escalate- that he wouldn’t allow this to escalate- but his body didn’t care.

“You’re hard,” Ryan whispered.

“And you?” Charlie moved his leg in-between Ryan’s thighs. He could feel his cock throb against his knee. “Ah… You are, too.”

“Please,” begged Ryan. “You don’t have to fuck me, just- just do something.”

Charlie thought for a moment…. Then acquiesced. “I can give you a handjob, if you want. Or-“

“Anything,” Ryan interrupted. “I’ll take anything you’re willing to give me.”

He stuck a hand down Ryan’s pants. “I’m not used to taking the lead,” he admitted.

Master moaned in response to his touch. “Don’t worry. You’re doing… doing great.”

Charlie was pleasantly surprised to feel that he was shaved. He brought his hand out to give it a couple sloppy licks before sending it back down.

“Son of a fuck…” said Ryan. He trembled at the wetness, his eyes fluttering. “Faster, please.”

“Of course.”

He eventually pulled down Ryan’s shorts and boxers to get better access. Upon eyeing his package, his mouth started to water. Just as he imagined, it was slightly smaller than average- easy to fit inside whatever hole Ryan decided to use.

As he pumped his cock, Ryan whimpered and shuddered beneath him…. And when Charlie brought his face down south, he clamped a hand over his own mouth.

Charlie gave his master a couple teasing licks. “You can be loud- it’s alright.” He descended onto his cock, swallowing it to the base. He moaned around it, the vibrations producing yet another new sound from Master Ryan.

Ryan shook his head, not wanting to make any sounds. Perhaps it was a pride thing? Charlie wasn’t sure, but he didn’t pressure him, regardless. He reminded himself that his pleasure didn’t matter in comparison to his master- who always came first.

Sooner than expected, Ryan came hard- wailing into his hand and cumming down his pet’s throat. Charlie swallowed every last drop, letting Ryan milk his cock with his lips until every orgasmic tremor had ceased.

“Thanks,” slurred Ryan between heavy breaths.

Charlie smiled sweetly, his heart squeezing in his chest- happy to have been of some use. “Anything for you, Master.”

To his delight, Ryan spread his arms open in want of an embrace. He pulled his underwear and shorts up for him before lunging, his tail wagging furiously.

It was a good night.

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I hate doctors…always have. My wife insists that I visit every damn year, just for a check-up, even if I feel fine. Maryanne is sort of paranoid about that—for her, every headache means a brain tumor, every age spot cancer. And then, when I turned thirty-five, she dropped the P bomb on me. A proctologist; oh boy, talk about the one doctor every guy would break his right arm to avoid. We had some kinda words about that, but as usual, what Maryanne wanted, Maryanne got.

“This Dr. Stone is supposed to be really good, honey,” she informed me in that don’t-make-me-tie-you-down-and-make-you-go voice she has. “He’s really young, and all his patients say he’s the best. I made you an appointment for tomorrow.”

And that was how I found myself in a small beige room sitting across from two over-fifty gentlemen, skimming through a hunting magazine. I hate hunting, personally, but anything to make me feel macho was a welcome respite from the horror I knew was coming. The only other patients were leafing idly through similar things—one man clutched an old copy of Sports Illustrated, the other the latest edition of Time, and neither looked half as nervous as I felt. A pretty blonde woman in a professional, loose-fitting nurse’s uniform was moving busily beyond a frosted glass window near the door; she had had me fill out all my medical information when I came in, giving me an empty, glittering smile as I did. The other two men had come in after me, and since I’d been there for a while, I knew I wouldn’t be waiting much longer. I tossed the hunting mag aside in disgust and hunched moodily in the chair.

As if on cue, a door shut somewhere. Then another one—the wrong one—opened into the waiting room.

“Mr. Lamb?” the nurse called, looking around as though I hadn’t walked in twenty minutes ago and given her my name.

“It’s pronounced Lomb,” I told her as I got to my feet. She smiled again, and I was reminded of a crocodile’s grin; toothy and treacherous.

“Right this way, sir,” she told me, holding the door open. She recorded my height and weight, then led me to a sterile, white room where she listened to my heart and lungs and took my blood pressure. It turned out to be high.

“The doctor will be right with you,” she said. I tried to say thanks, but all I managed to get out was a croak. Her crocodile smile didn’t waver an inch, but as she slid the door shut behind her, I was certain I heard her giggle. I was alone, waiting for some strange man to go prospecting up my ass.

Maybe it won’t be that bad, I thought, squirming a little on the sanitary bed covering that always reminded me so strongly of toilet seat covers. It’s not like he’s going to jump you or anything…he’ll probably be perfectly professional about it. Somehow that wasn’t very comforting. A man’s professional hand up my ass was still a man’s hand up my ass, and it didn’t make me feel any better. But the idea was sort of funny; I was struck by the image of a suited arm jammed halfway to the elbow, and I chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” said a jovial voice from the door, and I choked on my laughter and turned it into a cough.

“That’s more like it,” Dr. Stone laughed as he walked into the room. “I don’t get too many first time patients that have a sense of humor.” Dr. Stone was good looking in a teeny bopper sort of way, and like Maryanne had said, he was young.; he looked like he’d walked out of med school maybe last week. He had a mouthful of gleaming, arrow straight teeth that were almost blinding in the overhead fluorescents, and a head of thick brown hair. He casino siteleri wasn’t unnaturally tan, which made me feel better about his youth—I mean, real doctors don’t spend hours baking themselves in UV coffins, even young ones, and you can take that to the bank. He had probably played football in high school, judging by the breadth of his shoulders and chest, but otherwise, he just looked like…a doctor. Nothing terribly scary…just an ordinarily scary doctor.

“So we’re just doing a routine exam today?” Dr. Stone asked, consulting the clipboard that seemed to be part of every doctor’s uniform. I nodded.

“Yeah, my wife wants me to get checked early…she has a history of cancer in her family.”

“Mmhmm.” I wanted him to say that it was too early, that I could go home and tell Maryanne to wait fifteen years or so, but I was disappointed.

“She’s right,” he said seriously as he flipped up the top sheet on the clipboard. “You may not have a history of cancer, but your wife probably wants to be safe. Most treated forms of prostate cancer were caught early, some before forty…never hurts to be on the cautionary side.” He tossed the clipboard onto the counter and resumed his relaxed pose: butt leaning on the countertop, arms folded, eyes piercing me with steady calm.

“Mr. Lamb, let me be honest with you. Stacey told me you seemed nervous, and I just want you to know that that’s perfectly normal. This is a very invasive, though necessary, procedure that many first-timers are uncomfortable with. Hell, most people are uncomfortable with it after fifty times, and I can understand that. But you can rest assured that you can feel totally comfortable with me. If at any point you think I’m being out of line, feel free to tell me and we’ll call it a day—and I won’t even charge you.” Maybe it was his bald-faced honesty, or his sharing secrets demeanor, but I suddenly felt more at ease. Smiling slightly, I offered my hand and said,

“Call me Jim.” Dr. Stone took it and shook firmly. His hands were shapely and long-fingered (a small part of me gulped), but appeared well cared for and clean.

“And I’m Ralph.” His smile turned sardonic. “I suppose we’d better get started.” Sighing inwardly, I unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants to the floor. Ralph cocked a sarcastic eyebrow at my red boxer briefs as I was slowly reaching for the band.

“Wife give you those?” he asked. I laughed and nodded. “Yeah, Maryanne decided I was getting too old for boxers last year. I normally don’t wear them, but…” Suddenly I didn’t want to say that I wanted all my private bits covered more firmly than by boxers or briefs, and I found myself blushing. Ralph just shrugged, as though in understanding.

“Lots of people do that,” he said. “It all comes off anyway.” As if to drive the point home, I stepped out of the shorts and folded them atop my pants. Then, as I stood bare-assed in front of the young Dr. Ralph Stone, it occurred to me that I had never felt more naked and exposed. It was sort of…thrilling.

“Ok then,” Ralph said as he snapped on a pair of latex gloves. “First we’ll check for any testicular cancer…for some reason, I find that lots of patients are relaxed by the familiarity of this.”

Just as he had promised, he was absolutely professional. He moved my cock out of the way as he gently squeezed each testicle. At one point he knelt and peered underneath them; his breath on my balls made my cock jump guiltily, and shivers erupted all down my back. I blushed all the way to my collar, but it was under control by the time he got slot oyna to his feet. Strangely, Dr. Stone was the one who seemed flustered; he looked all around distractedly before finally settling his gaze on me, though it seemed like he had to fight to keep it there. My cock quivered again, this time for no reason that I could see, and my balls were starting to tingle in a way that I associated with my wife. I felt a flush starting to creep up my neck—what the hell was wrong with me?

“All right, this will be over soon. If you could just bend over this table for me…” I swallowed with an audible click and did as he bade me. There was squirting sound as he squeezed the lube onto his fingers, and once again my penis jerked. I realized with dim horror that I was now sporting a semi; oh God, what if he saw? And why did I have one? Could I—no, I couldn’t possibly be turned on by this…could I?

“Easy does it there, Jim,” he said, placing a hand on my back. I closed my eyes…this was it… His finger probed its way into my ass, gliding smoothly due to the amount of lube. I tightened up out of reflex and he paused, telling me to relax, but I barely heard him. His finger wriggled deeper, and then it was withdrawn…and joined by a second. I felt my ass hole stretching to accommodate the intruders, and I felt a jolt of pure pleasure shoot up from the exploring fingers. He must have found my prostate, because the fingers started to twist and press inside me and God it felt GOOD. I couldn’t help myself; I moaned slightly, feeling my cock spring to rock hard attention against the bed.

The fingers stopped their pressing and I held my breath, waiting to see if he had heard…what would he do? Then the fingers began wriggling more vigorously, this time without any particular type of exploring attitude. I moaned a little louder—it felt amazing!

I became aware of Ralph’s heavy breathing as his fingers did their magic work. I risked a peek over my shoulder and saw him stroking a hefty bulge in his professional black slacks. The sight of his hand buried in my ass excited me more, and I reached for my own cock. Electric pulses sizzled out from my hand as I began to stroke myself, magnified by the intense waves of pleasure that were breaking over me as Ralph’s skilled fingers did their work. I stroked myself up and down, hardly caring anymore that someone might hear, going faster and faster as the pleasure built up.

The fingers suddenly pulled out and I paused, confused. Was he about to stop? Horrified at my own daring, I spoke up.

“Please don’t stop,” I whispered. He didn’t say anything and I looked over my shoulder again…and found myself face to face with a respectable sized cock.

“Suck me,” Ralph panted, nudging my lips with the shiny, bulbous purple head. I hesitated; I wasn’t gay, what was I doing? But my body was urging me to go on and do it, and I was surprised to find that I actually wanted to suck his cock. Grimacing slightly, I knelt on the floor and opened my mouth. Ralph instantly filled me, forcing his dick halfway down my throat. I gagged and he pulled back, and then I commenced my first blow job. I swirled my tongue all around the head, licking it as though it were candy, sucking first softly, then harder. Each hard suck produced a sigh of contentment from Ralph. I licked the length, nibbling here and there, and he groaned.

“Ooohhhh yeah, that’s right, just like that…God that feels GREAT, oohhh yeah…”

I sucked on his balls, which were billiard ball smooth, and trailed wet kisses from his perenium to his head. canlı casino siteleri Then, steeling myself, I slowly devoured every inch of him, until he was well and truly deep throated. He moaned loud enough for me to wonder about the nurse and the other waiting patients.

“Oh God Jim, you’re amazing,” he muttered. Hearing my name from his mouth like a dropped kiss made me shiver, and my own dick, which had been starting to wilt, twitched back to life. Ralph withdrew himself from my mouth and helped me up, only to bend me back to my original position.

“We’ll both get what we want,” Ralph said. I could tell he was on the brink of orgasm; his eyes had that far away, distracted look. I returned to stroking my cock, pulling on it harder and harder until it was as stiff as steel. Ralph slathered the lube all over his penis, and with a horrific little shudder of excitement, I realized that he was about to fuck me.

There was no warning or word of comfort this time; one minute I was simply pulling on my cock, remembering the feel of Ralph’s fingers inside me, and then his dick was nudging at my entrance. I tried to relax like I had before, and he popped inside faster than I expected. There was a shooting pain unlike anything I’d ever experienced, and I stifled a cry against the bed. He pushed in slowly, stretching me almost to the point of agony, and then I felt his hips and balls and the scratch of his pubic hair. He began to rock in and out of me, slowly at first, then with more speed and confidence as I got used to the feel of a cock in my ass. He clutched onto my hips, pumping with a delicious rhythm. Waves of bliss began to radiate from my ass, into my balls and up my dick.

“Ohhhhh wow,” I moaned, closing my eyes in ecstasy. “Oh yes, fuck me Ralph, fuck me.”

The words did the trick; he began fucking my ass in earnest, doing me hard enough to make slapping noises. He panted louder and louder, I stroked myself with greater urgency and then—

“Oh God, Jim, I’m gonna come….” He thrust into me sharply; the bed scooted forward. With an animalistic grunt, he shot his load inside me, squirt after squirt of come tingling in my ass. When he withdrew, I felt the warm spunk begin to leak down my legs.

My poor cock was throbbing with tension. Ralph seemed to sense that I wasn’t finished, for he immediately came around to me. He gestured to the bed, and I scrambled up into a sitting position on it. Without a word he knelt and took my cock in his mouth, just as I had his. I concentrated on the feel of his foreign male mouth, so different—and so much more skilled—than Maryanne. He nibbled me, sucked me, squeezed and pumped my balls in tandem with his powerful sucks, and it didn’t take long for me to bury my hands in his hair and let go in perfect, empty bliss. I filled his mouth with my spunk, letting go of more than I had in years. When I was done, I lay back with a shudder, but not before I had seen Ralph swallow every bit of it.

After a minute I stood up. We looked at each other, me surprisingly without a hint of embarrassment.

“That was fantastic,” I said simply. Ralph nodded and smiled his perfect, gleaming white smile that had a new reason to be so white.

“You too,” he said with unmistakable admiration. “I haven’t had it so good in weeks.”

“Lucky you,” I muttered. “I haven’t had a blow job that good in years.” He blushed at the praise. We shuffled around a bit, and then he finally said,

“So…see you in a month or so?”

“Are you kidding?” I asked as I put my pants on. “I’ll be back tomorrow…you know, for follow up results.” Ralph grinned and walked me to the front desk.

“Tomorrow,” he agreed.

I always hated doctors…and then I met Ralph Stone, who showed me that a doctor’s visit always has its own rewards.

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Last summer, at the end of my first year at university, I took a job in a Health Food restaurant a few miles from Maidenhead. There were three other girls working there at the time, Jenny, Susan, and Tabitha. My name is Cathy. I had taken a restaurant job to raise extra cash and I thought that the tips that I received would help me through the next year at uni, and so they did – but they were not the sort of tips that I had in mind!

We started work at about 7 a.m. each day although we did not open until 11.30 a.m. This meant that we did not have to rush and could take a break whenever we wanted to. For the first couple of days after I started the other girls were rather quiet, though I noticed that they were giving me speculative looks when they thought that I wasn’t looking. In addition, a couple of them would frequently be missing for half-an-hour at a time and come back looking like the cat that got the cream!

Naturally I wondered what was going on, and in my innocence I thought that they had some sort of fiddle going on, maybe selling off some of the stock on the quiet, but it turned out that I was quite wrong.

On the Wednesday, Sue and Tabby had been missing and Jenny, who was the manageress, told me to go up to the equipment storeroom on the second floor to fetch a new set of handling tongs. I had not been up there before so I took the opportunity of peeking into the other rooms on the way. As I reached the second floor, I heard some stifled cries coming from behind a door on the left. I quietly opened it a fraction and looked through the crack.

There, on a mattress on the floor was Sue, on all fours, with her overall and dress pulled up to her waist and Tabby was kneeling behind her pumping a large carrot into her quim. Neither of them heard me at the door and I was able to watch as the eight inch, hard, red carrot slid in and out of her love channel. Sue was squirming about and panting and uttering little squeaks of pleasure as the red rod did its work. Tabby was totally absorbed with her work and looked so exciting with her black hair tossing about her face and her breasts bouncing in time with her strokes that Islipped my hand into the front of my jeans and began to finger my clit.I was already beginning to ooze love juice and my slippery fingers soonstarted to raise me to the heights of pleasure.

I was so engrossed with my fingers and the scene of the floor that I did not realise that Jenny had come upstairs to look for me until her hand came round my waist and grabbed my wrist where it was pushed down the waistband of my jeans. “Got you!” she cried, “I knew that you wouldn’t be able to resist a little feel when you saw Sue and Tabby up to their tricks!”

The two girls on the mattress looked up when they heard her and far from stopping what they were doing, they went at it with even more vigour, looking at me caught frigging myself. At this I felt myself blushing furiously because although I had masturbated regularly from the age of 13 I had been lucky in never having been caught at it, not in the cinema, on the bus or at home.

I tried to pull my hand out but Jenny was holding my wrist too tightly. Then to my surprise she put her other hand round my waist and pressed myfingers hard into my crotch and the hand holding my wrist began to pump itup and down and said, “Don’t stop now, you must have been close to coming.I’ll help you!” and to my surprise I was overpowered by a ferocious orgasmjust as Sue collapsed quivering on her face with a squeal of joy and Tabby pulled the carrot out of her pulsating quim.

By the time I had recovered my cool, Sue was standing, straightening her clothes and Tabby was licking the carrot as though it was an iced lolly. She looked at me with a grin and said “Would you like a lick? Sue tastes fantastic.” She brought the carrot over to me and raised it to my lips. The sexy smell of Sue’s cunt juice made me feel weak at the knees and I didn’t resist as Tabby pushed the carrot between my lips. It was still hot from Sue’s cunt and it felt and tasted just like a big, hard cock fresh out of a cunt. I sucked it hard casino oyna and felt the end of it slide back to my tonsils. I had never thought a vegetable could taste so good!

“Don’t keep it all for yourself,” said Jenny, “we share and share alike here” and she leaned round and placed her lips around the other end of the carrot, slid them forward until they touched mine and then gave me the most amazing kiss that I had ever received. Can you imagine having a mouth full of hot, salty cock and then feel a tongue sliding into your mouth along the length of it?After a few moments Jenny broke the clinch and said “We should get back to work now. There is quite a lot to do before we open.” She took the carrot from my mouth and handed it to Tabby. “Take this with you, it will go into the salad bowl.”

I was amazed! “You can’t use it surely?” I asked. “Not after Tabby andSue have been using it like that!”

Jenny grinned. “Why do you think we do such a good trade? Although the men who come in here don’t realise it, it’s the lingering smell and taste of ripe young cunt that makes the food so appetizing! I reckon that these little games put a good 25% on our profits. I hope that you will be able to make your contribution, now that you know what it’s all about.”

We had a good day and when we closed at about 7 that evening Sue asked me if I would like to go upstairs with them and start preparing the ‘goodies’ for next day. I had been thinking about it all day and was so worked up that I had no hesitation at all in joining them.

Tabby carried up a box of assorted fruits, vegetables and packets of dried foods. Also a selection of small kitchen knives and scrapers and some bottles of olive, sesame seed, sunflower and rape seed oil. We emptied the box on a table in the corner and sorted out what we had. There were several root veggies, carrots, parsnips, baby turnips, radishes, corn-on-the-cob, a couple of hands of bananas, some large plums and six cucumbers. In addition there were packets of dried haricot beans and peas.

“Right,” said Jenny, “let’s see what artistic talent you have with this lot to work with.” And we all got stuck in with the paring knives, peeling and modelling the veggies.

Tabby opened one of the packets of beans and stuffed a condom with them, making the most knobbly cock you ever saw! Sue took one of the cucumbers, a fifteen inch monster, peeled it and shaped both ends into very recognisable knob-heads. Meantime, Jenny took one of the parsnips, about twelve inches, long, scraped it smooth, and cut a hollow in the top end. Into this she fitted a large plum which she fixed by pushing a couple of hairpins down through the top into the parsnip. The final appearance was of a smooth yellow cock with a great big purple knob.

I took out some of the small turnips, about two to three inches in diameter, and was a bit puzzled what to do at first, but seeing some long wooden skewers in the box, I realised that four of them peeled and mounted in line on the skewer would make an incredible dildo so I got busy peeling them and then mounted them in size order, the biggest first, on a skewer.

“Are we all set now?” asked Jenny as we put our creations into the middle of the table. “Let me explain to you, Cathy, how we work this. You select one of these, but not the one that you made yourself, and then choose who you want to use it on. When you have given suitable satisfaction to your partner, she will choose something else and use it on you. Then we swap partners and start again. If you want to do a double-header with the cucumber, that’s fine, but you will still have to use something else on your partner afterwards, and she on you. As you are the new girl, you take first pick.”

Having seen how enthusiastic Tabby had been, using the carrot on Sue, I decided to take her as my partner and looked at the items on the table. I put my hand out and picked up the parsnip with the plum mounted on its tip and glanced over at Tabby. Her eyes grew round when she saw me looking at her and then she grinned and said “I’m game for it if you are,” and took slot oyna my hand and pulled me over to the end of the room to an old, but comfortable looking, easy chair.

She sat down and pulled me onto her lap, sliding her hand up my thigh towards my already damp pussy.

“Have you ever done anything like this with another girl?” she asked, and when I said no she said “Just follow my lead. It’s great fun and I know that you will enjoy it!”

Tabby loooked into my eyes and then pulled my head toward her until our lips touched. I felt an electric thrill pass through me as her lips parted and her tongue snaked into my mouth. I had kisssed girl friends in greeting before, but that was just a gesture. This was lust! I pressed harder to her and slid my tongue between her lips and swirled it around her mouth. I felt my pussy juices start to flow and I brought my hand up to her breast and felt her nipple stiffening in my palm.

“Let’s get out of these clothes,” she murmured, starting to undo the buttons of my overall.

I looked round to see if the others were watching us, as I felt embarassed at the thought of people watching me, but Jenny and Sue were too busy undressing each other to take any notice of Tabby and me, so I stood up and helped her to take off my coat. Tabby stood too, and in a very short time we were both stripped down to our bra and pants.

Tabby slid her arms around me and unclipped my bra, letting my breasts spring free. She dropped the bra to the floor and lowered her head to my already stiff nipples, sucking them alternately into her hot, soft mouth. She slid her fingers down the front of my pants and began to play with my pussy lips, teasing them apart and slipping her middle finger lightly between them, moving up to my clit and down almost to my bottom hole.”Stop!” I gasped, “I am supposed to be taking care of you first.”

Tabby lifted her head and grinned. “I just thought I would get you really in the mood for this in case you were feeling a bit shy!”

“I was at first, but not any more – can I do this however I want, or are there some rules I should know about?”

“Do it however you want, but don’t put anything back for use if it has been inside anyones ass-hole. That is dangerous to eat because of the bacteria. The last thing we want is to drive customers away, we want them to keep on comming back.”

“O.K.,” I said. “I will stand behind the chair and you must lie on the seat with your legs up over the back. You can hold on to the arms of the chair if you like. Pull your pants off but keep your bra on. I want to see your breasts tightly squeezed while I bring you off.” I know that it always seems that I get a better orgasm if I put on one of my old bras that I have long grown out of and really squeezes my boobs tightly, before I start wanking.

Tabby did as I asked and the sight of her curly mound, already glistening with her love juice, really got me turned on. This was all mine to do whatever I wanted with. I had never really thought before about doing anything sexy with another girl, but I was finding it incredibly exciting.I pulled her higher up the back of the chair until her legs were hooked over the top and spread them as far apart as she could take. Her pussy was fully exposed to me and I could feel the heat of it rising to my face. I was overcome with an enormous urge to taste her and so I leaned over and sliped my tongue gently in between her pussy lips. Tabby squealed with delight as I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her channel. The taste was unbelievably sexy and the smell of her juices filled me with pure lust. I could feel myself getting dangerously near to cumming as my swollen clit brushed against the back of the chair.

I reluctantly pulled my tongue out of her and took up the parsnip with its big, purple head. I lowered it until the plum was resting between her slippery pussy lips and then began to twist it back and forth as I gently pressed it down into her love channel.

Tabby had her eyes fixed on the fruit as it began to slide into her and she began to breath in short gasps canlı casino siteleri as the walls of her pussy stretched to accommodate it.

When the plum was completely into her I began to pump it up and down, going a little deeper each time. The whole thing was about ten inches long, so I knew that she would not take all of it. I needed to have something to hold on to anyway! On each stroke I pulled until the plum was nearly half-way out of her quim and then drove it down again into her depths. Her pussy lips were clenching tightly at the base of the plum and then spreading widely to take the top of the parsnip, then closing in as the parsnip tapered down to its tip. I kept giving a twist as I pushed it in and Tabby gave a little whimper as I went deeper and deeper into her pussy. Her love juice was slopping out with every stroke and was running down her tight little body, through her curly bush, into and past her navel and between her breasts to finally puddle in the hollow of her throat.

Suddenly I hit bottom as the plum reached the tip of her womb and she shuddered and bucked her hips up towards me. There was only about four inches of the parsnip left outside but that was plenty for me to hold it between the flats of my palms and start to roll it around in her hot, slippery quim. I felt like a boy scout trying to start a fire by twirling a stick and believe me, I was starting a fire in Tabby!

Her whimpers turned to squeals as the plum rubbed against her cervix and then after only a couple of minutes she screamed aloud and pumped her hips furiously as she hit a monstrous orgasm!

“Oh God!” she screamed, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” and she trembled all over as the sensations flooded through her body, her pussy clenching spasmodically and literally squirting juice into my face!

I managed to catch some of the pussy juice in my mouth and it tasted like nectar. Tabby continued squealing as I rotated the veggy dildo faster and faster in the depths of her cunt.

The sight of her beautiful little body convulsing, the fragrance and taste of her juices and the friction between my clit and the back of the chair were too much for me to take and I too convulsed with an amazingly powerful orgasm and I had to leave the veggy buried in her cunt while I supported myself on the back of the chair.

Tabby came down from the heights and closed her legs around my neck then pulled me down until my lips were touching the end of the parsnip. I opened my mouth and bit down into the veggy and bobbed my head a few times, pulling it part way out of her fragrant cunt, then dipping it back in till it touched bottom again. Each time brought breathless moans from her lips until she begged me to stop. I released the end and Tabby relaxed her legs so that I could stand upright again. She reached between her legs and gently pulled the parsnip frm her juicy hole.

To my horror, that was all that came out – the plum was still deep down at the bottom of her cunt. “Oh God!” I said, “What are we going to do?” Tabby grinned and said “Just watch me!” As I looked down at her she shut her eyes and concentrated and I could see her tummy muscles tightening. Suddenly, as though it was alive, the plum came oozing out between the rosy lips of her cunt. It fascinated me, the way her lips spread open and this purple ovoid slipped out. She reached down (up?) and took it in her hand the popped it into her mouth. She mumbled something around it – “ont um?” and I guessed that she wanted to share it. I stepped around to the front of the chair and, bending down, planted my lips (those around my mouth!) firmly onto hers and felt her pushing the fruit into my mouth. When it was shared between us we both bit down on it and took a peice. The tangy taste of her juice combined with the sweetness of the plum juice was like nothing I haad ever experienced before.

“If we could bottle this and sell it we would make a fortune” I said. Tabby laughed. “I’m afraid that I couldn’t produce more than half-a-pint a day, more would kill me!” I took her hands and helped her to get to her feet, but not before I had dipped my tongue into the puddle of juice in the hollow of her neck and lapped it up. I don’t believe in letting good things go to waste!

“Right,” said Tabby, “your turn now. What shall I use?”

To be continued.

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I went to visit my brother a few months back and spend sometime with his family. I arrived on a Thursday afternoon to spend the weekend. During dinner my sister in law gets a phone call from her dad asking her a favor to accompany him and his wife (both elderly folk) to Canada. They can’t travel alone so she agreed. My brother being the caring person he is realized that his wife won’t be able to handle both her parents and offered to go with her. Sis in-law asked if I would be willing to take care my niece while they are gone. I agreed to entertain my lovely niece. I had to plan some activities real quick. How does one entertain an 18 year old girl?

It was close to 7 p.m. by the time we came back from the airport dropping off my bro and sis in-law. we picked up a pizza on our way home and sat in front of the TV to eat. Julie, as if it was normal, jumped into my lap sat and wiggled her tushie while watching TV and enjoying pizza. After we were done eating pizza the focus changed to TV. Cinemax was playing some raunchy movie. I noticed the increased movement and squirming of Julie in my lap. A few minutes later I realize how hard I was. I was afraid she would feel my hardness underneath her butt cause I was only wearing a pair of shorts and Julie was wearing her tiny shorts with a tee shirt.

Little did I know that Julie was really enjoying the hardness she was feeling underneath. She was now squirming and pressing more and more into my lap pretending to turn around and make small talk.

“Uncle John I really like sitting in your lap. Can we do that everyday uncle casino oyna John?”

“Ah sure honey I like having you sitting in my lap too babygurl, ummm”

A few minutes later …

“Uncle John it’s way past my bedtime I have to change into my nightie.”

She jumps up runs up and 5 minutes later comes down in a tank top and sexy gurl panties. Jumps into my lap and slides in until her tank top is over her waist and her panties are bunched up in her crack.

“Uncle john I really like how it feels sitting in your lap. I like that thing poking against my butt. What is it uncle John hehehehe”

I didn’t know what to say I was dumbfounded. She is a smart girl. Lying or making up stupid stories is not going to fly. So I decided to be straight and bold with her.

“Ah honey it’s my penis honey … “

“oh it’s your cock uncle John … heheh. I know what a cock is and it feels very very good against my little butt. I wish I could feel it without any clothes on”

She says that, jumps up removes the bunched up panties out of her crack and wiggles her ass out of them. She turns around gets down on her knees in front of me facing me and removes my shorts.

“Oh Gawd uncle John it’s gynormous – it’s so huge and thick.”

She turns around rests her hands on her butt cheeks kinda spreading them wide before sitting back down into my lap. This makes the thick fat cock rest in the crack of her ass cheeks. Such a gorgeous tight little butt and how hard and fat and thick my cock felt. She starts to moan and whimper and squeal.

“Uncle John slot oyna I really like your cock and how it feels against my butt. We should do it like this every day”

After grinding her little butt against my fat cock she gets up gets down on her knees facing me and slowly wraps her tiny hands around my fat hard cock. After stroking my foreskin a few times she glues her eyes on my fat hard thick shaved balls, licks her lips and puts her hands under them and cups them. As she slowly massages my fat balls she kisses the head of my cock and puts the swollen head inside her mouth and spit’s thick spit’s on the head.

“Ummm uncle John your big cock tastes very good. It’s sooo huge it’s like gynormous uncle John … hehehe”

My hand goes in the back of her head and I pull her onto my cock until the whole 7.5″ of cock is shoved in her tiny hot wet mouth. More than half of my cock was down her throat. She is such a naughty little gurl cause she started to play with my crack while sucking my cock and cupping my balls. I started sliding my cock in her mouth feeling the tip in the back of her mouth. I was literally fucking her tiny mouth. The image of her looking up in my eyes with her mouth full with my fat cock while she is trying to smile at me just blew my mind and I unloaded gobs and gobs of cum in her mouth. Some of it dribbled out. She licked it all up, licked her lips and smiled at me like a satisfied little girl.

The thing was that she did not take her mouth off of my cock and continued to suck it and massage my balls. I don’t know if she knew what she was doing canlı casino siteleri but she had her finger jammed up my ass hole. That made my cock grow thick fat hard and large in a matter of minutes.

“Honey you are gonna make uncle John hard again sweetie”

All she did was nod smile and continue to suck my fat cock. I removed strands of hair off of her face and out of her eyes. As soon as I was rock hard again she gets up turns around spreads her ass cheeks and sit’s down in my lap by placing the tip of my cock in her pussy hole. She spreads her ass cheeks wide and slams herself into my lap shoving the rest of my cock in her tight little pussy.

“Oh God oh God uncle John your gynormous cock feels very good in my pussy. I am so full in my cunny. Please fuck my pussy please fuck me hard.”

My babygurl was in my lap facing away from me with her cute tiny butt spread in front of me as she holds her ass cheeks wide apart watching my big brown dark fat hard cock sliding in and out of her gorgeous tight little pussy hole. She is screaming moaning cussing swearing and shoving her pussy up and down onto my fat hard cock. I grab her butt cheeks spread them wide and notice how pink and tight her anal hole was. As I poked a finger up her butt hole I shove my whole fat cock inside her pussy grinding my big balls against her clitty and emptied gobs and gobs of my cum in her tiny pussy hole. Some of the thick warm cum seeps out of her pussy and onto my balls, my cock and her crack.

After we calmed down I lifted my little babygurl and took her up to bed. I laid next to her and immediately she turns to her side facing her back to me and pushing my cock in her crack. I notice how wet she is as my cock slides inside her pussy hole. We both pass out with my fat cock buried up her cunt.

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Author’s Note:

I stated earlier that I was going to try to make the chapters a little shorter, so I could upload more often. Part 18 is split, 18A and 18B I hope you understand. Doug, aka o2byoung

Coming in Part 18A

The start of spring semester

DJ and Jamie receive pleas from Bryan

Jamie finds himself in a dilemma

DJ Part 18A

Carl’s alarm went off at 6:00 AM Monday morning and he slipped out of bed. He hustled to the kitchen, still naked, and flipped the switch on the coffee maker. Karen had been thoughtful enough to prepare it the night before. He then headed quickly to the bathroom, and back to his bedroom to at least put on his briefs, especially not knowing when Aggie might decide to come out.

Carl leaned over the bed and gently kissed his wife’s lips and Karen stirred.

“Is it 6:00 already?” Karen mumbled.

“Yes, sweetheart, I’ve started the coffee brewing.”

Karen put on her robe, and Carl got fully dressed and they walked to the kitchen, poured cups of coffee and sat down. They were discussing the wedding, and how beautiful it was.

“Karen, did DJ or Doug ever mention to you that Randy was gay?”

“No, they never told me, but I guess, after yesterday, everybody knows, That was such a touching moment, when Daryl proposed.”

“I thought it was kind of funny,” Carl remarked, “especially when Randy’s eyes turned into Niagara Falls, he shed a pile of tears. I always thought that gay guys just liked to have spontaneous sex with each other, but I guess, at least some times, when they get romantically involved, it turns into real love, just like regular couples. I’ve learned a lot over the last few months.”

About 7:00 AM Jamie’s alarm sounded. He silenced it, turned to DJ and kissed DJ’s lips, waking his boyfriend.

“Baby, wake up!” Jamie exclaimed, “we have to leave for school in about an hour and a half.”

The boys pulled on their boxer-briefs and headed to the kitchen to join Carl and Karen. About 5 minutes later, Granny came in and told DJ to slide over, so she could sit between the two boys, after she shared a loving kiss with each of them.

About 7:30 Carl, getting up from the table, “I have to leave, I’m picking up the newlyweds at 8:00 to take them to the airport, I’ll see you all later.”

“Karen,” Aggie asked, “Did you tell the boys?”

“About what, Mom?”

“That I might stay around here, and not go back to California.”

“I didn’t think,” Karen commented, “that you were really serious.”

“Well I am, I want to live around here, where I can be close to my Sons, and my wonderful grandsons.” DJ is smiling, ear to ear.

Jamie spoke, “Mom, maybe Granny could stay here, permanently.”

“No Jamie,” Granny stated, “I would want my own place, like I have out there, but here in this town. There has to be some senior residences around here.”

DJ, tears forming again, “Granny, I don’t want you to go back to California either!”

“Mom,” Jamie suggested, “DJ and I have to leave for school in a few minutes, could you maybe check around, and maybe take Granny out to see if you can find a nice place for her to live?”

“I guess I can do that,” Karen answered. DJ smiled again.

The boys grabbed their backpacks, kissed Karen and Granny goodbye and headed out to school in the Tracker.

“Jamie, it would be terrific if Granny could stay around here.”

Jamie, snickering, “Joe and Doug might be in for quite a surprise when they return, I know Granny isn’t really my grandmother, but I’ve grown to love her, as if she was.”

“She calls both of us ‘her grandsons’, kind of like our parents call us both their sons, it’s really kind of cool, it makes me feel loved.”

The boys arrived at college, and found the room for Algebra 1, and selected casino siteleri seats next to each other. They were a little surprised to find that Matt was in the same class, and he sat next to DJ. Matt told the boys that Algebra is required for engineering students.

The professor stated, at the beginning of the class, “Elementary algebra is generally considered to be essential for any study of mathematics, science, or engineering, as well as such applications as medicine and economics.”

At 10 they found their English 101 class and then the computer software class at 11, getting ready to leave campus at noon, to head for the city and return the tuxedos. Just as they were ready to enter the Tracker, they heard their names being called.

“DJ, JAMIE, WAIT UP!” Bryan hollered from a couple of rows of cars over, and trotted over.

“I couldn’t call you guys cause my Mom found those cards with your phone numbers and destroyed them. I still want to hook up and talk with you, are either or both of you available today?”

“Bryan, my Dad’s wedding was yesterday, and we have to go to the city and return (pointing) these tuxedos to the rental place. Would you like to ride up with us, and we can chat?” DJ suggested, “I’m scheduled to be at work at 3:00 PM today.”

“I can’t, Mom knows my schedule and is expecting me home from school shortly.”

“I’m not working today,” Jamie mentioned, “maybe you and I could get together later, probably sometime after about 3:30. Is there someplace we could meet?”

Bryan, pointing, “That’s my bright red Pontiac, could you maybe pick me up at Applebee’s parking lot, and we could go someplace to talk? If one of my parent’s drive by there, they’ll think I’m working and won’t bother me.”

“I can do that, DJ, when we get back, would you have time to drop me back home so I can get my car? Then I can pick Bryan up.”

“Sure, baby, I need to put on my work shirt anyway.”

“What does your car look like, Jamie?” Bryan asked.

“It’s an old brown 98 Honda Civic, with a loud muffler, so I’ll pick you up about 3:30 or a little after at Applebee’s, OK?”

“Great,” Bryan smiled, “I’ll be waiting in my car.”

“DJ, on their way to the city, “Bryan seems really anxious to talk, I wonder what is going on with him?”

“I don’t know, baby, but I think I’ll soon find out, that poor kid is an emotional wreck!” DJ agreed.

* * * * * * * *

The boys drove to the city, returned the tuxedos, and drove back to Jamie’s house. Jamie started his car and headed to Applebee’s, and DJ hustled to the house to change for work. He grabbed a dish of leftover potato salad, and explained to Karen and Granny that Jamie was spending some time with Bryan, to try to help him with some personal problems. He kissed Karen and Granny goodbye and headed to the store.

Jamie drove to Applebee’s, spotted the red Pontiac and pulled along side of it. Bryan jumped out and right into Jamie’s passenger seat, wearing an Applebee’s shirt.

“Bryan, are you working sometime today?”

“No, I’m off, I put on my work shirt so Mom would think I had to work, Jamie, you have no idea all the shit I’m going through!”

“I have a feeling I’m going to soon find out, where would you like to go?” Jamie asked.

“Someplace where we can talk, alone.”

“How about DJ’s house, his Dad’s are on honeymoon, and it would just be you and me there. Are you hungry?”

“Yeah, I haven’t had any lunch, what are you thinking?”

“WAWA subs always go down good, and there is one on the way.”

The boys stopped at WAWA and picked up subs, and Jamie told Bryan that he knew there was drinks in the fridge. They got to the house and Bryan followed Jamie in the back door, they dropped the subs on the table and removed their jackets, Jamie got them slot oyna some Pepsi’s from the fridge, and they sat at the table.

“OK Bryan, start from the beginning, what the fuck is going on between you and Phil?”

“It’s not really Phil, it’s my parents, you know Phil and I have been living at my house, and sleeping together, since we started college last fall, and I thought everything was cool.”

“Well,” Bryan continued, “about 5 weeks ago, Phil was fucking me, and my father burst into the room, and turned into a madman. He accused Phil of being a pervert, and trying to turn me gay. He told Phil to get his shit together and get the hell out! So he did.”

“Wow!” Jamie blurted, “That’s fucked up!”

“I tried to explain to my parents, that Phil and I loved each other, and that we were born that way, and they wanted to accept none of that. They even threatened to send me to conversion therapy.”

“So I guess your parent’s are, like, super religious?”

“Not at all,” Bryan replied, “I’ve never known them to go to Church, they’re more like super homophobic! Dad forbid me to have any close male friends, and told me there was no way I was gay. I feel like I’m under house arrest, I have no life of my own.”

Jamie suggested they move to the sofa in the den, so they picked up their drinks and headed there, Jamie sat in the center and Bryan sat on Jamie’s right. Jamie couldn’t help notice that Bryan had a boner, and his pants were tented. Seeing Bryan’s boner was causing his own penis to swell a little.

“Bryan, do you wear boxers?”

“Yeah, why?”

“It’s hard to hide a boner when you wear boxers,” Jamie said, pointing to Bryan’s tent, and grinning.

“Jamie, I haven’t been able to release a load since Phil left,” then, slapping at his tent, “I grow about 20 or more of these every day and I have no way to relieve them, I’m always horny!”

“You could masturbate,” Jamie suggested.

“I can’t even do that,” Bryan explained, “my parents won’t let me close the door to my room, and my father says that will make me gay, and he forbid me to do it, I’m afraid he might catch me, I do really need to get a load off.”

“Bryan, if you wish, you can jack off here, and I’ll get you some paper towels.”

“Is jacking off considered the same as having sex?” Bryan asked.

“I don’t think so,” Jamie replied, “all boys jack off, once they reach puberty, I think having sex would be considered an interaction between two people, like a blowjob, or fucking.”

“Jamie, can I ask a big favor?”

“You can ask, and maybe I can comply, what is it?”

“This is kind of awkward—but—never mind.”

“What is it, Bryan, ask.”

“Jamie, would you—would you—fuck, would you jack off with me?”

“Sure Bryan,” Jamie answered, smiling,” I’m a little horny too. Let’s go to the bedroom, where we can lay down and do it.”

Jamie stopped into the bathroom and grabbed a towel, and they went into DJ’s (and Jamie’s) room. Jamie kicked off his shoes, then removed his shirts, and Bryan followed suit. Finally, both boys slid their jeans and underwear off and viewed each other’s naked bodies and erections, grinning.

“You’ve got a right nice pecker Bryan, Jamie commented.”

“Phil likes it, and yours isn’t too shabby either.”

“DJ likes it, and I like his a lot, too, DJ has the sweetest cum!”

Both boys gave each other a quick feel, and Jamie held his hand out, inviting Bryan to get on the bed, Jamie followed him. The two boys started to stoke themselves slowly. Bryan knew he wouldn’t last very long, he had about a ton of gathered up juice in his balls.

They were both watching each other, occasionally glancing into each other’s faces and grinning. Jamie was feeling a little more aroused than he expected he would. Bryan had canlı casino siteleri leaked out a large amount of pre, and was using it like lube, sliding his hand up and down his shaft.

“OOOhhhhhh! OOOHHhhh! AAAAhhhhhgggg!” Bryan expressed, as he started spurting rope after rope of cream, the first rope splattering on the headboard of the bed, a glob on his face, and the rest landing on his chest, and stomach, and hand.

Watching Bryan ejaculate triggered Jamie into releasing his own two or three ropes onto his stomach and pubic area. Jamie couldn’t hold a candle to the amount of cum that Bryan had just released. A huge puddle of cum was lying on Bryan’s tummy.

“I didn’t think,” Jamie commented, “that a guys balls could hold that much cum!”

“Me either,” Bryan responded, “I thought I was never gonna stop cumming, and it felt soooooo good! I’ve never cummed like that before.”

Jamie handed Bryan the towel and pulled another one out of the headboard and the boys cleaned themselves up. Jamie wiped the glob of cum off Bryan’s face.

“Jamie, I gotta pee.”

“Me too, DJ and I often pee together, you wanna?”

With no reply from Bryan, the two stood in front of the toilet and drained the pressure from their bladders, watching each other.

“How about a shower?” Jamie offered.

“Sure,” Bryan answered.

Jamie turned on the water and the two boys stepped in. They showered together, but didn’t clean each other’s bodies, nor did they dry each other off. They returned to the bedroom and Jamie put on a clean pair of boxer-briefs and offered Bryan a pair.

“I can’t,” Bryan said, “Mom would question where they came from.” He pulled his boxers back on.

“Bryan, that was fun, really, it’s the first time I’ve jacked off with another boy since way back in school. I had a friend, back when we were about 14 or 15, and we used to get together sometimes and jack off, but that was all we ever did.”

“You and DJ never jack off?” Bryan asked, in surprise.

“Not really, we mostly have oral sex, and we have finally tried out a little anal sex. We both like to sixty-nine.”

“Phil and I sometimes jack off together—well we did—until my Dad kicked him out.”

“Bryan, let’s lay down, I don’t think we’re done talking yet.”

The boys climbed back onto the bed, both wearing just their underwear. Bryan seemed so distraught, and Jamie couldn’t help placing his arm around Bryan’s torso, and caressing him a little, Bryan responded by snuggling closer to Jamie, their bodies touching, and Bryan was soaking up Jamie’s touch like a sponge.

“Bryan,” Jamie asked, “how do you feel toward Phil, now?”

“I still love him, but under the circumstances, we can’t see or even talk to each other.”

“You’ll see each other at school, that might not be ideal but…”

“We can’t now, Phil sent me word by a friend. He said he can’t afford to go to school and pay for a place to live too, so he’s dropped out of school, at least for this semester.”

“You guys have more problems than Carter has liver pills. I’m not sure I have a solution,” Jamie remarked.

Jamie is in deep thought, continuing to caress Bryan. He’s having some disturbing thoughts he never expected to have. It’s even crossed his mind to wonder what it might be like to have sex with Bryan, something he’s never considered about any other guy. Why is he thinking like this? He’s suddenly feeling like he is in a gay Payton Place, he’s finding himself attracted to Bryan, way too much attracted.

Bryan is an attractive young man, and possesses a charming personality, has a bundle of problems with his family, and, supposedly a boyfriend of three years. And what about DJ? He loves DJ, and if anything happened between them it would probably kill DJ. He has to bury these feelings, NOW!

(to be continued)

Coming up in Part 18B

Jamie finds himself in a dilemma

Granny finds a senior home she likes

Joe and Doug are on a Gay Cruise

Randy and Daryl plan a housewarming party

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Chapter 06 – New Year’s Eve

This one was actually written before the last one. It was much easier to write than the last one. Once again, I appreciate the comments and feedback of the Babydoll series. The encouragement has far and away outweighed any criticism that I have received. Any likenesses or similarities are purely coincidental. Please read the previous chapters, if you haven’t. This is a taboo topic, so I know that it is offensive to many people. The material is erotic to me because it is forbidden in society. In no way do I condone such activity. This is purely fantasy. Hope you enjoy the fantasy. Any feedback will be kindly appreciated.

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Christmas had come and gone. The family was all round for the holidays. There was hardly any time spent alone. There were always 4 or 5 people in the house. The only one of us working the week following Christmas was Jan.

Sure it was fun, but I was beginning to wonder whether I’d ever get any time alone with Ash before going back to college. I was going back on the 4th of January. The week was flying by and the relief that I received on Christmas Eve was now wearing off.

Although my concentration was still focused on Ashley, my mother was still catching my eye. Something about her was certainly peaking my curiosity. There was certainly something new about her aura.

Mama seemed to be more caring, more loving, and more nurturing towards me. She was giving me hugs and kisses and certainly seemed to be around more frequently. More than once she complimented me on my maturity and told me how much I reminded her of my father. It certainly made me curious about what she was thinking…

It was New Year’s Eve and we were throwing a party at our house for friends and family. Since we had the nicest house amongst the general population that we associated with, it always seemed we were the one’s that threw the big bashes around the holidays. This year was to be no exception.

We all pitched in to make the house perfect for the occasion. I had been woken to assume my usual chores of outside house duties. The good thing is that it was winter so there was no grass to mow, but windows needed to be cleaned, cars had to be washed, and the landscaping needed to be detailed.

This was easy work for this time of the year. Mom had me up by 9am and I was done by 1pm. Ashley, Jan, and Mom, on the other hand, were vacuuming, dusting, and detailing all three stories of the house up until 2pm. The inside and outside of the house were immaculate by the time we were finished.

My stepfather put in his usual 9 to 5 day, so he was absolved of any household duties that day. He would stop by the liquor store on the way home and pick up some extra booze for the festivities. His only responsibility would be to play bartender in the evening when everyone arrived. He loved to show off his ability to make the most exquisite cocktails.

After finishing my chores, the only cocktail that I was thinking of was getting my cock in Ashley’s tail. Remembering the blowjob she had delivered for my Christmas present on Christmas Eve, I realized that our affair was building to a crescendo. During the little time that we had alone together after Christmas, Ash teasingly hinted that tonight could be the night that I would get the full attention that I been longing for.

It would only be a few days until I would be heading back to college and I would have to make the most of the time that I had left with her. I was hoping that sometime during the upcoming semester that I could get her to pay me a visit. I don’t know if Mom would go for that, but that is the future and this is now.

Jan had disappeared. She told Mom that she was going to see her boyfriend and she wouldn’t be back for a few hours. So for the next few hours there would only be Ashley, Mama, and myself in the house. I knew that with mom concentrating on the party that Ash and I could spend some quality time together, if you get my drift.

Mom was starting the final preparations for the party. She still had to make sure all the booze, brews, and munchies were set up. There were casino oyna going to be a lot of people that night. Although it was a “bring your own beer and food” type of party, you still have to make sure you have a bunch of stuff to throw a successful party.

While all the girls were working downstairs, I had been up in my room listening to music and looking at some of my old Playboy’s. The girls in the magazine looked so hot in their typical poses, but I couldn’t help but pull out the May 2000 edition. She was the one Playmate in particular that always stood out and caught my eye.

At 18, Ashley was looking very much like Shannon did in her portfolio. Shannon was 22 in 2000, 5″6″ tall, 34-24-36. I could see that Ash’s body had filled into the look of this one particular Playmate. Ash was a little taller, but they looked identical – body wise – in the photos.

I covered the face and looked at the picture of Shannon standing in her red panties with her arms stretched out looking in a mirror. The perfect breasts, the flared hips, the smooth complexion, and wavy blonde hair all had an eerie resemblance to my lovely sister. My once flaccid member started growing thinking about the comparison. My beautiful sister was Playboy Playmate material.

I just laid back and enjoyed the stimulating feeling of knowing that my sexual partner was a goddess. Heck, at that moment it didn’t bother me that it had been so long since we had last hooked up. I had felt her body against mine and we both had climaxed many times. Even if we hadn’t coupled since July, we still had done things that had fulfilled most of my desires.

I was hard as a rock, but I didn’t want to play with myself. I wanted my honey. I kept hoping that Ash would come around. I needed her. I was getting antsy waiting for her. What was she doing? Where was she? I kept the door to my room open so that I would know when Ash was coming.

I tried relaxing listening to the stereo. Some good old Rock and Roll on the radio only intensified the feelings more. Listening to Led Zeppelin’s “Whole Lotta Love” only gave me even more lustful thoughts.

Finally I heard Ash coming up the stairs, going to her room. I stepped outside my door and saw her looking so hot with her hair tied up in pigtails, wearing a navy blue long sleeved t-shirt and faded blue denim skirt. I pulled her into my room, “Hey come here, I’m bored.”

Ash – “OK.”

I was going crazy inside, but I tried to stay cool. Once we had gotten into my room, I shut the door. I didn’t want anyone to be happening by and peering inside. I hugged Ashley closely and softly pecked her lips.

Ashley saw my Playboy’s lying on the floor of my room. She sat down and started looking at them. After studying a few of the models in the pictorials she commented, “I’ve always thought this magazine is so classy. Look at these girls they are so beautiful.”

I knelt down behind her and massaged her shoulders, “Hey they are pretty, but you’re just as pretty as them.”

Ashley gave me a dubious glare, “You’re just saying that. These girls are perfect. I’m not.”

“They have flaws Ashley, nobody is perfect,” I seriously retorted. “You know they airbrush the hell out of those pictures. I don’t see any flaws in you. You have a perfect complexion, your body is amazing, and you carry yourself like a lady.”

“You really think so?” She questioned.

“Hell yeah Ash. Let me show you this.” I then proceeded to pull out the portfolio of Shannon. “Look at her. You know what I see in her?”

“What, What do you see?” she anxiously asked.

“I see you Ash.” Then I covered the face of Shannon in the picture. “Can’t you see it?” I picked up the magazine and walked toward the mirror. “Come here.”

I helped her up by the hand and we walked over to the mirror and looked in it, “Look at yourself.”

Ashley — “I don’t know Jim.”

“God girl, it’s like looking in a mirror to me. I’ll show you.” Then I walked over and locked the door to my room. Proceeding back over to Ashley’s spot in front of the mirror, I slowly started lifting her shirt.

“Jimmy, what slot oyna are you doing? Mama is right downstairs.”

I moved my lips to her ear and whispered, “She’s busy getting ready for tonight.” Coaxing her arms up I slowly removed the tight blue t-shirt she had on. We were both looking at her in her white lacy bra, I gently lifted her bra-covered breasts and let them fall “You see, look at your breasts so nice and soft and round and luscious. I think we need to get you into Playboy.”

She giggled like a school girl “Ohh, Jimmy. Your so silly.”

I slowly started unclasping her bra to set free her wondrous orbs, so that I could hold them in my hands. I began fondling and tweaking her nipples as they started to grow in my hands.

I slowly sucked on the nape of her neck as I ground my cock into her backside. Raising my mouth to her ears, I blew into her ear, “God you turn me on Baby. I want you. Let me taste your pussy.”

Ashley – “I dunno. Remember….Mom.”

Jimmy – “I promise. It’ll be alright.”

Without her saying a word, I raised her denim skirt and placed my thumbs in the sides of her skimpy blue polka dot cotton panties and slowly slid them down as I started kissing her back all the way down to her fine ass.

I took her hand and lead her to the bed, “Relax baby, big brother’s gonna make you feel good.” Sitting on the bed, she grabbed my pillows and reclined back exposing her flower.

She was completely exposed to me except for the denim skirt. She started to take it off but I coaxed her, “Leave it on. You look so hot and sexy in it.”

I slid it a little further up her waist exposing the neat Auburn tuft lightly covering her mons. Spreading her legs with my hands I pushed against the middle of her thighs and dove in with unabashed exuberance. There was already a fine dew emanating from her silky loins that excited my hormones even more.

Ashley knew what was coming. She wriggled her ass against the sheets in anticipation of the upcoming onslaught. The dewy pink folds of her beautiful pussy began opening as I first ran my tongue along them. I gently spread her labia with my tongue and rested my nose against her pubic bone. I slowly started tongue fucking her entrance like a slow French kiss.

As I pulled back I could see that her clit was no longer concealed. I slowly lowered my mouth and flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue sending her body into a writhing shiver. I looked to her eyes, but they were closed as though she was struggling with consciousness.

I whispered to her, “I know you love it baby and I love doing it for you.”

I then gave her a surprise as I spread her ass cheeks and licked her asshole. She started giggling, “What are you doing, You’re licking my ass?”

“You better get used to this sugar, does it feel good?” Then I started lapping the whole area.

She nervously giggled, “Yah, but that’s dirty.”

“It’s all dirty baby, It’s all dirty,” as I went back to work.

Ashley was really starting to get into it as she inhaled deeply and became serious about her impending orgasmic fate. Then I started tonguing her ass again and she boisterously laughed as she arched her back in pleasure. She smiled at me, “Jimmy stop licking my ass.”

I stopped and looked at her with an inquisitive smirk, “You really don’t like that?”

“It’s Just different. It feels really strange.”

“OK,” In what I hoped to be the final assault I started back with a schloppy French kiss and tongue penetration of her pussy.

I looked at Ash as she got a really stern look on her face. She started yammering incoherently. “Ya , Ya , ya,. fuuuuck , um, um, Uhhhhmmm. Oh my God.”

Jimmy — “Is that good, Is that good baby.”

Ash – “Yeah, Yeah, Yeh, Fuck yeh.”

Then she started cumming hard. She grabbed a hold of my head with her legs like a vice. As she started to slowly come down I pulled back and licked my finger. I barely inserted it into her ass and went back to her clit.

I thought she was going to have a heart attack as she lost it, ” No, no, no, oh God, Oh Godddd!!!” She was having canlı casino siteleri an orgasmic seizure that looked like a cowgirl bucking a bronco. Her pussy was spurting juice like a freakin’ waterfall.

I knew my job was done as I slowly slid my tongue back up to the top and kissed her softly on the lips. Then I hugged her and started cuddling with her. We were both sweating profusely even on this cool winter’s day.

Jimmy – “I hope that ending didn’t bother you. I just felt like pushing a new button.”

Ash – “You know my buttons. You sure know my buttons.”

We cuddled for a few more minutes silently as I gently continued softly pecking her neck. Smelling her essence was so intoxicating. I could have laid like that all day.

Breaking the complacency she turned around to face me. Speaking softly she gently whispered, “I love you so much, I wish you didn’t have to go back to school.”

Jimmy – “You can come visit me.”

Ashley almost with a tear in her eye, “Yeah, if mom will let me. You know that’s a 300 mile drive and she will worry to death.”

Jimmy – “Well let’s enjoy this while we can.” Then we met each others longing lips as the erotica once again started to flow.

Ashley pulled back and started pushing my boxers down freeing my aching swollen member. I was so turned on that my rigid member was almost blue in nature. Ashley started to move down the bed, but I stopped her.

I pleaded shaking my head, “That isn’t what I want. I need your pussy. Please, I want to feel you. I want to be all of you. One.”

“You have been good to me, you are my love.” With a voluntary affirmation, “You know what. I’m tired of this little girl bullshit. I’m a woman. Yes, I’m ready. I want it too. I want you to make love to me James. I want you.”

With a grin from ear to ear, ” Well then, Let’s get busy. “Why don’t you be on top?”

I sat back against the headboard free as a bird. She got on her knees and proceeded to straddle me. I was holding her close as she lowered herself and surrounded my pulsing cock with her warm ooey gooeyness. I whispered in her ear. “Hey diddy diddy put your kitty in the middle, let it swing like it didn’t care.”

I French kissed her and then proceeded to lower myself and lie back as she started raising and lowering herself on my rigid mast. The feeling was better than the first time because I didn’t have to take it. She wanted my cock as much as I wanted to feel the velvety walls of her pussy.

She lowered her chest against mine. We were doing the naked lambada while her love muscles were milking my engorged tool. I knew that I couldn’t last very long.

Ashley – “Ah, Ah, ah. So good, so good.”

I had my head in the nape of her neck lightly biting, licking, sucking the flavor from her body, and drooling with lust. Ashley was finding a rhythm. Her vulva dragged along my length from base to cap. The friction was exquisite. We were one organism at that moment in time.

“Oh god Baby, Do it Babydoll, ride it baby, riiidddde itttt!!!,” I moaned in her ear.

Just then our mother was calling from the bottom of the steps, “ASHLEY!!!”

Ashley ripped her juiciness from my cock’s clutches like a scalded cat. She frantically pulled down her shirt, grabbed her bra and shirt, and hurriedly got them on in seconds. She gently opened the door to my room and yelled, “Yeah Mama.”

Mom – “I’m gonna need your help with some of this food. I’m running out of time. There are gonna be people here at 7:00.”

Ashley – “OK, I’ll be down in just a second.” Looking back at me, “Woo, that was close.”

“I guess we’ll have to finish this later.” Taking her hand I slowly placed it on my stiff rod, “I’m always hard for you baby.”

Ashley smiled, “We can finish this later. I better go get cleaned up or she’ll smell the the sex.”

My balls were going to ache because I wasn’t going to go jack off. I was going to save this load for her. She was right. You could smell the love we were making in the air. I loved that aroma.

I headed for the shower. My swollen 7 inches swung and swayed like my libido. I couldn’t help noticing the pussy juice gleamed and glistened as I gave the rod a few strokes. Holding my hand up to my nose I could smell our sex.

Stepping in the shower all I could think of was how wonderful this night was going to be.

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