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My name is Richard and I must tell you about an incident that happened to me and my daughter Alexandra. One Saturday we had been in town doing a bit of sex toy shopping in Ann Summers. We were on the train going home and by the time we were getting near our station the only people left in our carriage were us and two schoolgirls. They were in their uniforms, red blazers, white blouses, short grey skirts, white ankle socks and black shoes. They kept looking over at us and whispering and giggling to each other. Alexandra thought that she recognized them from near to where she stayed.

Eventually Alexandra asked them if there was something we could help them with. One of them said “We were wondering what you had in the Ann Summers bag”

“Have a look if you want”

Alexandra handed them the bag and they looked inside. We had bought Ben-wa balls and an anal probe. One of the girls said “the Ben-wa box is empty”

Alexandra smiled at them and said “I know”

One of the girls asked if Alexandra had them in and Alexandra replied that she had. To our astonishment she then asked what it felt like. Alexandra told her that it felt really good and that as she walked they made her pussy very wet. Even more amazingly the girl then asked if she could feel how wet Alexandra was. Alexandra looked at me and asked “what do you think”

“I’ve no objection but I would suggest we all go to yours rather than do it on the train. Anyway our station is next. Are you happy to do that girls?”

They both nodded and so when the train arrived at our station we all got off and got into Alexandra’s car.

I told them that my name was Richard and that my girlfriend’s name was Alexandra. They said their names were Stacey and Kim. I asked them their ages and they both said eighteen. Stacey said that she thought that I was Alexandra’s dad and I laughed and said That I supposed that most people must think that given that I am quite a bit older. I asked if the age difference bothered them and they replied that it didn’t. Quite a few of their friends parents who were split up or divorced seemed to be with younger partners.

Soon we arrived at Alexandra’s. I asked the girls if they were sure about this and they both replied that they were. We went in and Alexandra said that she was going upstairs to change. She suggested that I put on a DVD and get the girls a drink if they wanted while they were waiting. They both seemed keen on the idea and I suggested that I put on some porn to get us all in the mood. I asked if they had watched much and they both laughed and said that there was tons of it available on the net and they often watched it together. I put on a DVD and went to get them drinks. They both wanted vodka and coke so I was happy to oblige. I brought through the drinks and sat between them on the couch to watch the DVD. I asked them how much experience they both had. Stacey said that she had jerked a boy off and Kim said that she had been masturbated by one of the boys at school. So not really that much but they were both desperate to learn more. I told them that Alexandra and I would see what we could do.

About ten minutes later Alexandra called out for us to come upstairs. We all went upstairs to the bedroom and there on the bed sat Alexandra. She was wearing her Britney Spears skirt, her black waspie that shows off her breasts, suspender belt, black stockings and black high heels. Arranged on the bed were a variety of sex toys.

I asked the girls what they thought and they both replied that they were a little bit scared but a lot more excited. I suggested that they both undress and go and sit on the bed. They undressed and I noticed that they were both shaven. They told me that most girls did it because it felt better and all the boys loved it. I told them to go and kneel on either side of Alexandra. I asked them if they had ever kissed or touched a girl and they both replied that they had experimented with each other. They both said that they were desperate to lose their virginities.

Alexandra smiled and said “I take it you mean all your virginities?”

“Like what ” said Kim and whispered something in Stacey’s ear.

Stacey grinned and said “Do you mean our assholes and our mouths as well as our pussies?”

“That’s exactly what I mean” laughed Alexandra.

“Fuck yes please” said Kim and Stacey.

“Well, let’s get started then” said Alexandra.

I suggested that they each kissed one of Alexandra’s breasts and suck her hard nipples. They both giggled and looked at each other. As Stacey went to place her mouth around Alexandra’s left nipple Alexandra took the Ben-wa balls from her wet pussy and gave them to the girls to lick. Both girls really enjoyed the taste of Alexandra’s pussy and then Stacey started to suck on Alexandra’s hard left nipple. Then Kim did the same with her right nipple. While they kissed and caressed Alexandra’s breasts Alexandra used a bullet on her clit. Stacey asked what it felt like and when Alexandra suggested ataşehir escort she might want to try it she seemed very keen.

I suggested to Kim that she might like to try one of the vibrators. Both girls lay back and Alexandra put a dildo into Stacey’s pussy and started to use the bullet on her clit. Kim asked me if I was going to get naked before I joined them and Stacey nodded in agreement. While I was undressing, Kim put the vibrator inside her pussy and pressed the start button on it. She soon started to squirm with pleasure and both girls soon started to giggle and Stacey said that it was absolutely amazing having her pussy filled and her clit being worked.

I knelt between Kim’s legs and while I masturbated her pussy and ass-hole I started to lick her out. It only took a few minutes of this before Kim cried out as she climaxed. Alexandra soon had Stacey cumming as well and after we had made them cum again Stacey and Kim both said that this had been the most incredible experiences they had ever had. Alexandra told them that this was just the start and that even better was to come.

I lay back on the bed and Alexandra told Stacey to straddle my face and let me put my tongue in her wet cunt. Then she got Kim to kneel over me and Alexandra took my cock and eased it into Kim’s wet slit. Kim groaned and was soon riding my cock really hard while I licked Stacey’s cunt until both girls came. Alexandra was kneeling beside me fingering each of the girls’ clits while she kissed them and after they had cum again she got them to swap positions so that I could eat Kim and fuck Stacey. After they had both cum she knelt on the bed and asked the girls if they would like to sit back and play with themselves while they watched me fuck Alexandra in the ass. Both girls were extremely excited by the idea and Kim said that although she had seen it in a porn movie she was so turned on by being so close to it being done in front of her and Stacey agreed.

Alexandra then knelt on the bed with her head between Stacey’s legs and started to lick her out. I told Kim to straddle Stacey so that she could be licked out by Stacey. I stood beside them and Kim sucked my cock until I was very hard then I knelt behind Alexandra and slid my cock into her wet pussy and started to fuck her hard then Alexandra groaned and told me to get my cock into her ass. Stacey and Kim both said that they wanted to watch me so they wriggled out from beneath Alexandra and sat beside me on the bed as I took my cock from Alexandra’s sopping wet cunt and eased my cock slowly and deeply into her ass-hole

“Fuck I would love to do this” said both girls as I fucked Alexandra. Kim started to caress Alexandra’s pussy as Stacey caressed my balls. Within I few moments I was ready to cum.

“Cum in my ass-hole” said Alexandra. I shot my hot cum into her and Alexandra put her fingers into her ass-hole and started to lick the cum from them. With a smile she looked at the girls and said “tastes delicious girls, you should try it”

Kim looked at Stacey and giggled. “Oh god I can’t believe I’m licking cum from a girls ass-hole but that is just so fucking arousing” “Christ I know” said Stacey,” can’t wait to have Richard’s cock in my ass too.

“I’m sure that can be arranged” laughed Alexandra.

Stacey said “We should really get home but we can come back later if that’s alright?”

“Absolutely” said Alexandra. “How about around half seven”

“We’ll see you then” said Kim.

That evening the doorbell rang and there were the two girls. They were dressed in cut-off shorts and black tights and were carrying little rucksacks.

“In you come girls” I said, “Alexandra’s upstairs getting dressed. She has some new stuff that she wants to try out. What’s in the rucksacks?”

“We brought a change of clothes too. We noticed that you like the slutty schoolgirl look so we brought our uniforms and some stocking and high heels. We’ll go upstairs and get changed too and we’ll let you know when we’re ready.”

“I can’t wait” I said.

“We can’t be too late” said Kim, “we have a meeting with the our form master to discuss which standard grades we are going to do. You don’t mind that we are only eighteen?”

“Well it’s not a problem for Alexandra and me so long as you two are happy”

“Fuck yes. I had to make myself cum before we came here I was so randy at the thought of what we are going to be doing” said Kim.

“Well I’ll see you in a few minutes” I said as the girls went upstairs.

About ten minutes later Alexandra called out for me to come upstairs.

I walked into the bedroom to find Alexandra and the girls standing waiting for me. Alexandra had on her red net dress, red fishnet stockings and her new seven and a half inch silver platform stilettos The girls were in their school uniform skirts, black stockings and high heeled platform shoes.

“I think you should get undressed” said Alexandra, ” I think we all need fucked, don’t we girls?

But before kadıköy escort we start I have an idea for some pre-fucking fun. Stacey, you and Kim put on your heels and go and wait for me in the bathroom. Richard and I will join you in a minute.”

Alexandra then got her anal douche kit and a tube of strawberry lube and holding my cock led me through to the bathroom.

“Richard you sit on the edge of the WC so that you can get a good view. Girls, stand side by side facing the wall and spread your legs and stick out your asses” said Alexandra.

She filled the anal douche with warm soapy water and starting with Stacey she slipped the nozzle of the douche into Stacey’s tight little asshole and gently squeezed the bulb sending a warm jet of soapy water into her.

“Keep your ass tightly shut Stacey while I do Kim now.”

“I know this is turning you on Richard so why don’t you play with your cock while I finger the girls assholes. I know they are already clean but I also know that this is an extreme turn on for you and me and from the look of the girls them too.”

“Oh fuck” said Stacey “I am so wet.”

“Me too” moaned Kim.

After a few minutes Alexandra led the girls to the bath and had them sit on the edge and release the soapy water from their assholes into the bath then she used the douche to rinse the soapy water from their assholes and after drying them off she said to me “Richard why don’t you lube the girls assholes and then I think we should go through to the bedroom and I can fuck my ass with a dildo while you fuck the girls assholes with your cock. Would you like Richard to do that to you girls?”

“Oh fuck yes please” they said.

“O.k. then stand against the wall girls with your legs spread.”

I took some of the lube on my fingers and stood behind Stacey and as I fondled her breasts feeling her nipples get hard I slid two fingers into her asshole gently masturbating her slippery asshole and then I switched from her breasts and nipples to her sopping wet slit and fingered her ’til with a little cry I felt her legs slightly buckle as she came.

I then stood behind Kim and using some more lube proceeded to finger her cunt and asshole until she climaxed too.

“Well girls I think it’s time we went through to bed. I really need to fuck the three of you and I think you all need fucked too.” I said.

“Fuck hurry up” said Stacey and she and Kim grabbed me and practically dragged me to bed.

“There is a box of toys in the other room Stacey, why don’t you and Kim go and get some and bring them through and we can have some fun. There are some anal toys which we need and there is a double dildo as well and a couple of vibrators and a strap-on.” said Alexandra.

“We’ll go and get them” said Stacey.

When they returned with the toys Alexandra lay back and lifted her legs and guided my cock into her pussy. As I fucked her she told Stacey to come and straddle her face so that she could lick her out. Then she told Kim to get the anal vibrator and to slide it into my ass-hole.

Kim took the vibrator and licked it lasciviously and then before putting it in my ass she slid it deep into her cunt and masturbated herself until with a groan she came. Then she took the wet vibrator and slid it into my ass-hole as I fucked Alexandra’s soaking wet slit until Alexandra shuddered and came too. I took my cock out of Alexandra’s wet cunt and Kim took me in her mouth and licked Alexandra’s pussy juice off it and then kissed me very deeply so that I could taste Alexandra’s cum.

Kim then knelt between Alexandra’s stockinged legs and started to greedily lick out her cunt. I knelt behind Kim and raising her skirt I slid my cock into her tight little pussy and fucked her until she came again and again.

Stacey climbed off Alexandra and stood behind me as I fucked Kim.

“Put it in Kim’s ass-hole” said Alexandra. Stacey took my cock and licked it then guided it into Kim’s tight ass-hole.

“Fuck her hard” urged Stacey as she caressed my balls.

I fucked Kim’s ass while Stacey reached under and fingered Kim’s wet pussy then she took a dildo and put it into her own pussy and then into Kim’s and the two of us fucked Kim until with a cry she came.

“I want it in my ass now” said Stacey. She lay back on the bed and Kim got into a sixty-nine with her. Alexandra got up and took my cock and slid into Stacey’s ass-hole. As I fucked Stacey, Alexandra took the anal vibrator and a dildo and went round behind Kim and slid the vibrator deep into Kim’s ass. And the dildo into her pussy.

As I fucked Stacey Kim licked Stacey’s cunt until both girls came almost simultaneously.

“Fuck, that was just the most amazing experience of my life” laughed Stacey,

“Oh my god, me too” said Kim.

“Well” said Alexandra, “just one thing more before we take a break. Both of you kneel on the bed facing each other. I am going to take this double dildo and fuck both of you with it while Richard stands bostancı escort just beside you facing me so that we can take turns sucking his cock and then I am going to stroke him until he shoots into your mouths. Then I am going to kiss you and you are going to give me his cum”

“Oh Christ that has just got me so wet again” said Stacey.

Alexandra took the dildo and slid one end into Stacey’s dripping wet cunt and then slid the other end into Kim’s. I stood beside them and Alexandra took me in her mouth and started to lick and suck my cock while she masturbated the girls. Kim and Stacey fondled and kissed Alexandra’s breasts and fingered her pussy as well. They also licked my cock until I couldn’t take it any longer. Alexandra came round beside me and took my cock in her hand and stroked me until with a groan I came over Stacey and Kim’s faces and open wanton mouths. All three of them then french-kissed my cum between them until with a laugh Alexandra said ” Time for a drink I think. Richard looks like he is about to collapse”

“But we are going to get more from you Alexandra, aren’t we?” said Kim.

“Absolutely” laughed Alexandra ” but I really need a rest. You youngsters are so impatient”

“While Richard’s recovering his strength why don’t the three of us do something” said Stacey.

“Like what?” asked Kim

“Well Alexandra could lie back and sixty-nine you while I put on a strap on and take turns at fucking your assholes for a start. I’m sure Richard would enjoy watching that while he gets ready to join us in some more action.”

“Fuck I would love to do that” said Kim.

“I think that’s a brilliant idea” said Alexandra, “While Stacey is doing my asshole and I’m licking out your cunt I could masturbate your asshole with a dildo and then while she fucks your ass you can do the same for me.”

Stacey came and knelt beside me as she put on the strap-on. While she did it I fingered her wet pussy while Alexandra and Kim ate each other out until with a groan Stacey came over my fingers. I licked them and pulled her head down and kissed her deeply. Her tongue searched for mine as she desperately drank her own juices from my mouth.

She stood up, and walking over to where Alexandra and Kim were locked in a fierce sixty-nine moaning as they came in each other’s mouths she knelt behind Alexandra’s upturned ass. Kim stopped licking Alexandra’s cunt and said ” I want to watch it going in and I want to taste it after you’ve fucked her ass.”

Stacey guided the dildo into Alexandra’s tight wet asshole and slowly started to thrust into her with slow rhythmic strokes while Kim’s tongue and lips worked her cunt and clit until Alexandra shuddered and released her hot sweet pussy juice into Kim’s wet mouth. Kim probed Alexandra’s cunt with her tongue getting all the hot cum she could into her mouth as she greedily gulped it down.

“Now” said Kim “let me lick the dildo.”

Stacey eased it out of Alexandra’s slippery asshole and Kim took it into her mouth and licked it clean before sliding her tongue into Alexandra’s sweet asshole rimming her until Alexandra groaned and came again

“Oh fuck” laughed Alexandra, ” You are a filthy little slut Kim but I think I’m in love. Sorry Richard but that was just incredible.”

Kim giggled and said “well I’m glad you enjoyed that because me and Stacey are going to swap places and I’m going to fuck you with the strap on.”

“Christ” said Alexandra “I can’t wait. Are you ok Richard?”

I laughed and said “don’t worry about me, this is just an amazing sight. As you can see I will be joining you when you’re finished this little scene” and I gestured toward my, by now, hard cock

Kim looked over and said “that looks like you have some pre-cum so I’m just going to drink it if you don’t mind then I want to fuck your ass Alexandra.”

She came over to me and licked all my pre-cum from my cock then she slid two fingers into her pussy and let me lick the juice from her fingers. She pointed to my cock and said “I want that in my ass soon please.”

She walked over and knelt behind Alexandra and taking the strap-on she started by fucking Alexandra’s soaking cunt with it before sliding it deeply into Alexandra’s ass while Stacey greedily gulped down her pussy juice until Alexandra moaned and delivered all her wet pussy cum into Stacey’s waiting mouth then Kim took the strap on out of Alexandra’s ass so that Stacey could lick it and then rim Alexandra’s beautiful gaping asshole until Alexandra came again

“I take that back” laughed Alexandra, “I think I’m in love with both of these girls.”

“That’s fine with me” I said, “I think we should adopt them!”

Alexandra smiled at me and said “you look ready for some action now.

“Me first” said Stacey and knelt on the bed with her face in the pillow and her ass raised in the air. “I want your cock in my cunt fucking me til I cum then I want it in my ass.”

Kim laughed and said “well Alexandra can eat me out while you’re doing that.”

I slid into Stacey’s wet slit and with deep thrusts I soon had her cumming. I then took my cock and slid it into her slippery sweet asshole where I fucked her while she masturbated until she groaned and came again.

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Hi,

Nina here.

I wasn’t really sure what category to post this under. Being married I was going to post this under “Loving Wives” but it just didn’t seem to fit.

A few years ago, a friend of mine was going through a divorce and we decided to have a ladies night out during the week to cheer her up.

We weren’t looking to go clubbing so we found a neighborhood bar/pub with lots of dark wood and leather. We put two tables together so we could all chat and tell war stories about dating.

Every once in a while a guy would come up and want to join us but we made it clear that it was girls only that night.

The drinks were flowing and the dating stories were getting more and more risqué.

One of the ladies did the old “tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue” trick and that quickly became a round of “Truth or Dare”

Soon enough, we forgot about the truth part and it became simply dares.

If you refused your dare, you had to buy the next round.

It started out simple. “Kiss the woman to your right” became “Tongue kiss the woman on your right”.

by now, we pretty much had the undivided attention of the dozen or so men at the bar.)

“Remove your bra without taking off your shirt” was easy. Just about every woman has done that a few times.

One woman got “remove your panties”. She was wearing slacks so she refused and had to buy a round for the table.

(the more rounds we drank, the fewer refusals were made. Go figure)

The dare went to the next woman. She was wearing a skirt so she slipped them off and put them on the table.

That brought a round of applause from the bar.

The next lady said she was glad she didn’t get picked for that because she was not wearing any.

That of course made her next dare “Prove it!”

She stood up and turned to face the bar (her back to us) and slowly lifted up the back of her skirt to expose her bare butt to us. Proving that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

This brought a chorus of “Turn around!” and “Show us the front!” from the bar.

Each round go more daring. All of us wanted to make someone who had dared us, to do something even worse.

I dared the woman who had removed her bra earlier, to take off her shirt and flash the guys at the bar.

She pulled her arms inside her shirt and covered her breasts with her hands. Then two of us pulled her shirt over her head.

She stood up and turned to face the bar.

With ankara escort a little encouragement she dropped her hands to her sides for a couple of seconds and then covered up again before sitting back down.

She quickly pulled her t-shirt back over her head.

A few more dares were made and another round was bought and then it was the “flashers” turn to make a dare.

She looked at me with a devilish grin, grabbed a napkin and quickly wrote something on it before sliding it over to me.

The note on the napkin said “Pick a guy at the bar and offer him a blowjob”

I looked at the note and thought about it. I could refuse and just buy another round but I knew if I did, my next dare would be even worse.

Besides, it only said I had to “offer” one. It didn’t say he had to accept.

Ok. I braced myself, stood up and turned to look at my options.

There’s a reason they were sitting at the bar drinking beer and not out with dates.

The pickin’s were slim to say the least.

A few of the guys looked like they were there together.

A couple guys looked like Norm from cheers.

A few of them might have taught high school to my grandfather.

At the end of the bar though…drinking by himself was the one.

He wasn’t ever going to get a job as a GQ model but he wasn’t half bad looking.

He was dressed nice (for a bar) and looked like he showered and shaved on a regular basis.

I grabbed a napkin and wrote on it “Don’t say a word. Just follow me into the ladies room and I’ll give you a bj”

I showed the napkin to the women at the table and walked down the bar to where he was sitting.

I handed him the note and continued on to the bathroom.

My friends had seen the note and saw me give it to him so my obligation of “offering” a blow job was fulfilled.

I entered the ladies room and leaned my butt against one of the sinks and waited, wondering if he would show up.

It took a few minutes but finally the door opened a crack and I heard him whisper “Hello?”

He stuck his head around the door and saw me.

I pointed my finger at him and curled it back towards me telling him to come in.

He entered and then pushed his back up against the door as if he was trapped.

“Uh. What’s going on?” he asked.

“Shhhh. No talking. Just nod your head yes if you want a blow job. Right here. Right now. No questions asked.”

Well, of course his escort ankara head started bobbing up and down like it was sitting on a spring.

I walked over to him, locked the door and took his hand, leading him back to the sink I had been leaning against.

I pushed him back until his butt was up against it and held up my hand, palm facing him in a “stay” motion.

I dropped to a squatting position and reached for his belt.

I loosened it, unsnapped his jeans and pulled down the zipper.

Reaching in, I grabbed the waist band of his underwear (boxer briefs, not tighty whities, thank God) and pulled them and his jeans to about mid thigh.

His penis was already semi-erect when I wrapped my hand around it.

I figured by now he would have been stiff as a rail but maybe he was nervous.

I slid my mouth over the head and swirled my tongue around it.

That definitely got a reaction of him and he started to grow inside of my mouth.

Using one hand on his leg to steady myself, I used the other to fondle his balls. Rolling them around in my hand (In case you’re wondering, Yes. I’ve done this before).

I felt his hands on the side of my head and pulled back. I looked up at him and told him. “Keep your hands on the sink. No touching. If you mess up my hair or even think about cumming on my face or clothes, you’re not leaving with your dick attached.”

He put his hands back where they belonged and I took the length of him straight to the back of my throat.

I’ll give this to him, he was a grower, not a shower.

Under different circumstances, I would have liked to spend some more time enjoying what he had to offer.

He no longer had a nice penis. It was now a full fledged cock!

I heard people at the door. It was my friends and I could hear them laughing and making comments.

I continued to suck and lick on him as my head moved up and down.

Every once in a while I’d plunge down, bury my nose in his pubes and suck him deep into my throat.

It wasn’t long before I could tell he was ready to let go.

His hips started thrusting forward and his cock got even harder.

By now, my friends and from the sound of it, a few of the guys were outside the door chanting “Blow Job! Blow Job” Blow Job!”

I heard him moan (or whimper) and I knew it was time.

He started cumming in my mouth.

I know that they say the average amount of seminal fluid is about a teaspoon and ankara escort bayan can vary depending on how long it’s been and how excited the man is but, when it’s shooting into your mouth if seems like a bucket load!

I swallowed as fast as I could until I felt him going soft in my mouth.

I cleaned him up with my tongue and pulled his shorts back up, tucking his cock back in as I slid them up over his butt.

I stood up and motioned for him to pull up his jeans and put his belt back on.

He started to say something and I told him “shut the fuck up and get the Hell out of the ladies room you pervert!”

I took him by the hand and lead him to the door.

I could still hear my friends outside so I unlocked it, opened it just enough and shoved him out.

Then I closed the door and locked it again.

I could hear the cheers and congratulations being offered to the guy as I stood with my back up against the door.

The sounds moved off and I stood there. It’s strange. I wasn’t worried about what my friends thought. They were my friends and I knew they had my back.

For some reason though, I was wondering how I would react to the rest of the bar patrons when I went back out there.

I didn’t even know any of them but for some reason I just knew they would be thinking bad things about me and it would probably be a long time before I had the nerve to return.

A few of my friends had returned to the door and started a new chant.

“Slut! Slut! Slut! Slut!” came through the door.

I knew they weren’t serious and were just having fun at my expense. We’d all laugh about it later.

I told them to stand back and I unlocked the door.

I stepped out, looked at them and we all immediately started laughing uncontrollably.

We walked down the short hallway into the main room and the rest of my friends and the guys at the bar started applauding and making cat calls.

I noticed that the guy whose dick I’d recently had in my mouth was no where to be found. He must have high tailed it out of there.

I grabbed a napkin, made a dab at each corner of my mouth and then made an exaggerated curtsy like you’d see at some royal ball room dance.

I walked over to our table, put my hands on either side of the face of the woman who had “dared” me and I kissed her.

I kissed her hard and deep. Shoving my tongue as far into her mouth as I could.

I wanted to make sure she could taste however much of the guy’s cum was still in my mouth.

(another round of applause from the bar)

“Satisfied?” I asked.

I calmly sat down, tossed back the rest of my drink, looked around and asked “Who’s turn is it to go next?”

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Tara’s birthday was round the corner. I had been planning for some very special activity for her. The build up over the last few days was keeping her on her toes. She was constantly trying to pry open my mind and have a peek at my plan.

She knew that she would be royally fucked for sure. But how? Which positions would I conjure up for her? Would she be tortured? Will she be fucked in public view? Will she be beaten and then fucked? Will she be tied up and then taken? Will I stick my electric dildo in her and leave for work?

She, in fact, complained to me many times over phone that the very thought that she would be fucked royally was keeping her panty wet.

I had joked back with her saying, “Tara, the pussy is supposed to get wet, not the panty. Don’t waste good pussy juices on your panty!! Keep the juices for my fucking you intact. Better still; just don’t wear a panty darling. Just keep the pussy wet.”

Tara answered back, “Don’t joke!”

In my many years of unabashed sex relations with Tara, I had once fucked her friend Neera, since her friend truly wanted to be fucked by me. Also, many times, after I had fucked Tara well and hard – many times in one go, Tara had offered her younger sister Minu’s pussy to me as bonus.

I had asked, “Why your younger sister? Why not more of YOUR pussy?”

Tara had answered, “My pussy will always first to get the full power of your fuck. But as a good sister, I believe that my younger sister should come to know what her pussy is meant for.”

I asked mockingly, “What is a pussy meant for?”

Tara answered, “For fucking and nothing else”

I was a little worried. Was Minu below 18?? Was Tara preparing to black mail me?

To be sure I asked, “How old is Minu?”

Tara mockingly answered, “Old enough to masturbate. Old enough to get her pussy seal broken!! Old enough to feel a throbbing cock inside her.”

I asked again “What is her fucking age?”

Tara answered, “All age is fucking age. Besides she wants to fuck???!!! But since you are keen to know, she is 22. Is that old enough for your dick? Do you think she wont get split wide open by your ravishing her?”

I was aghast at her thought that Minu would get split wide open if I fucked her. I asked “Why do you think that my dick would split her open.”

Tara answered, “Darling, it is not the length. It is also not the thickness. . . . . . . But it is the long fucks you give. The pussy starts to smoke after ten minutes of your non-stop fucking.”

After some thought Tara added, “Also, you give powerful strokes. And finally, your technique of fucking from the left, then right and then from above and then for below. God. That makes my cunt get juicy and the knees become pulp.”

There was silence for a while. Tara added, “God. My pussy is getting wet talking of your fucking technique.”

But Tara had told me that Minu was a virgin. I had asked Tara, “Why on earth should Minu loose her cherry to me?”

Tara said, “All girls deserve their first fuck to be really enjoyable – so that they enjoyed fucking for ever and not became uptight about their pussy.”

For good measure, Tara added “Like me. You broke my hymen. Because of the first incredible fuck, I really love being fucked.”

I enjoyed hearing that and said, “I will fuck you till your cunt catches fire from the friction.”

Tara answered, “I would love that.”

Still, I was a little concerned that Minu might have to be forced into fucking me. I asked seriously, “How do you know that Minu will like getting fucked by me?”

Tara said, “Actually, I have been telling her of you fucking me till I get mad with pleasure.”

Tara added, “And Minu has nearly always sighed and told me that she thought that I was lucky and that good fuckers were not available for the asking”

“Tara, tell me. How does she know that good fuckers are not available?” I asked.

Tara said, “That is a good question. May be she has lost her cherry already and she is kidding me that she would like to loose it to a good fucker!!!”

I asked Tara “But that does not mean that Minu will give her cherry to me?”

Then Tara told me the real news “Actually, Minu is very keen to enjoy the pleasure that I get from your dick. Also, I will get turned on seeing my sister getting fucked to hell and back by you.”

After a short silence, Tara asked, “Don’t tell me, that Minu’s tight little pussy is not giving you a hard on?”

I did not answer.

Tara said, “I plan to get her ready after she sees how much I enjoy being taken wantonly by you”

I got the cue. She wanted to get fucked first and then her sister and then again herself.

I must confess, thinking of a young virgin and untouched pussy I got a hard on. I had to put down the thought of that by simply telling myself that all pussies are same.

Tara promised, “I will Minu along by 8.30 PM and I will ensure that she would not be aware of our plan.”

The day passed, my thinking of how I will fuck both of them, one by one, in turns.

At about 8.40 PM, my bell ankara escort rang. Tara and Minu were at the door. I greeted them. They walked in.

Minu tentatively said, “Hi”

I answered back “Hi” and looked at her to assess her ability to take sex.

Tara asked, “What is the plan?”

I only told her, “Today will be special. You will see as the evening goes on.”

After some banter, the other two arrived. We had quick snacks and then I told them to assemble in the bedroom.

Suddenly I thought that may be, I should check whether Minu was under age for consensual sex. I did not want to be charged with statutory rap under any circumstance.

In order to be sure, and to make the whole matter appear totally natural, I asked Minu directly, “How old are you Minu?” I know asking a girl her age is not good etiquette, but then she looked so sweet and fresh, I was tempted to use better counsel.

Minu blushed and hesitated and said, “Twenty Two. Why do you want to know?”

I did not respond to that question.

We continued chatting in the drawing room.

Tara was looking at her watch repeatedly and thus signaling that we were loosing time.

I realized I had to make a move.

In the conversation, I went behind Tara and started to rub my hands over her shoulder as she sat on the sofa. Soon I was massaging her shoulders and talking while she was moving her head around to indicate that this massage was relaxing her a lot.

I could see that Minu was closely watching how her sister was enjoying the physical attention.

Soon, I sat down next to Minu and asked, “Would you like being massaged too?”

Minu did not answer.

I went back behind Tara and continued massaging her shoulders and back while she remained seated. When I massaged her back, she would bend over double and make comfortable noises that only women when they are in heat.

Pretty soon Tara said, “Just wait. Let me take off my blouse. I want my breasts also massaged.”

Tara swiftly unbuttoned her blouse and helped my hand onto her breasts.

Minu could not believe here eyes. Her sister took off her blouse herself and let me play with her boobs.

I was soon enough caressing her breasts from over her bra.

Seeing this, Minu was clearly uncomfortable.

On noticing that Minu was squirming in her seat, I felt that, may be, Minu was getting a tingling feeling between her thighs and the juices were coming out. In order to make the first real move, I asked Minu, “Why don’t you join in and help me relax your sister. She has had a long day at work and the least we can do is to relax her.”

Minu asked tentatively, “Can I? How?”

I said, “Just come here and sit down and help me take off her bra. I am sure you know how to take it off better than I do.”

Minu gasped and said, “What? No. I cant do that!!”

On hearing that between rolling her eyes up and closing her eyelids, Tara mumbled “Minu, just do what he says. I am enjoying it so o o o o o much”

Minu hesitated and shifted her seat on to the seat next to Tara.

Tara caught Minu’s hand and guided it onto her breasts and whispered, “Please Minu, do as he says.”

Minu slowly put her hands around Tara’s torso and slowly unhooked Tara’s bra.

Tara’s breasts tumbled out.

Her nipples were erect and looked proud.

I continued to massage Tara’s naked shoulders and totally avoided touching her breasts.

Tara hissed, “Please feel my boobs, they need the touch”

Hearing this invitation, I told Minu softly, “Don’t just sit there, massage the breasts a little!! Tara will love it.”

Minu looked at me as if to say that she was surprised on getting this invitation, but nodded her agreement to help Tara relax.

Minu was tentatively feeling Tara’s breasts initially. Tara caught her hand and placed them firmly on her breasts.

Realizing that Tara was getting really hot, especially since Minu was taking part, I said “Minu, peel off the straps and her bra. She will enjoy it more”

Minu hesitated. I realized that Minu needed some harder approach. I said, “Take off her bra and ensure that her torso is free of all clothing”

Minu tried most gingerly to pull down Tara’s bra. I let her fiddle around for a while and then moved her hand away with mock disgust.

I then brusquely said, “Minu, just leave it to me. You can’t take off her bra?”

I pulled Tara by her hair and made her stand up. Tara winced with pain and cried out, “Ow. That hurts”

I disregarded that and I took my hands around to her front. While Minu watched, I pulled the bra from the front. I guess I pulled it too hard. The bra tore in the middle.

Minu was surprised by violence. She looked surprised. But she was more surprised that Tara did not complain.

I walked around the sofa chair and sat down. Then I just pulled Tara down on my lap and made her lie down, face up. Her legs were dangling down from the side of the four-seater sofa.

I caught Minu’s hand roughly and brought them on to Tara’s naked breasts and ordered, escort ankara “Massage them!!!”

Minu was hesitant.

I was getting irritated and yet pleaded, “Minu, play with them as if they are your own”

Minu let her hands stray onto Tara’s boobs and slowly and too softly touched the nipples.

When I saw that she was too kind, I decided to help her learn how a woman’s breast is played with.

I told Minu, “This is not the way to treat a woman’s boobs. They need to be caressed and sometimes hurt. Move your hands away and watch what I do carefully.”

Minu pulled her hands back while I slowly ran my palms over Tara’s naked breasts while Tara started to purr with pleasure. Then suddenly, I pinched Tara’s left nipple. Tara jumped up and cried out, “Ouch. That hurt”

I pulled my hand back as if I was following Tara’s cry with pain. Tara caught my hand and put it back and said, “Darling go ahead. Just massage them and play with them. They are all yours.”

I again started to caress the boobs one by one and then twirl each nipple one at a time and pull the nipples.

Tara said “Aaaaah. I love it. Minu. Please suck one nipple at a time”

I told Minu “Go ahead. Why don’t you slowly lick one nipple while I knead one of them. Then you shift to the other one, when I will knead this one.”

Minu gasped with the audacity of my suggestion and said, “No. Please, how can I do that?”

Tara whispered, “Do it. I love it. I want to be turned on.”

Minu asked “Why?”

Tara said, “Minu, please do that. I really want to be turned on.”

Minu was aghast. She said, “Should I go away? May be I should leave you alone to enjoy”

Tara yelled and Minu, “No. Don’t go away. I want you to see me being taken. I want you to learn how a man can give you so much of pleasure. And enjoy himself also!!”

Tara signaled that I should now use some force on Minu.

I caught hold of Minu’s hair and pulled her face near Tara’s nipple.

Minu tried to pull back. I ordered her “Do it, as I say. I want Tara to enjoy”

Minu lowered herself onto Tara’s open breast and started to lick like only a woman can – most tenderly.

Tara loved it and encouraged Minu, “Hnnnnnnn. Aaaaah. That is great. You are licking like an expert lesbo”

I pinched Tara’s other nipple and vice versa.

Soon I realized that Tara was all charged up.

I pulled Minu up by her hair and made her sit. I made Tara sit up. I got up and stood in front of Tara and then made Tara stand up.

I pulled Tara’s saree diadem. It fell in a heap in front of her. Tara stepped over the saree and stood trembling.

I ordered Minu, “Fish out her petticoat cord and pull it.”

Minu hesitated. I caught Minu’s hand roughly and placed it on the center parting of Tara’s petticoat and once again ordered, “Take out the cord.”

Tara pleaded to Minu, “Please pull out the cord. I want Ravi to pay some attention to me fully.”

Minu inserted her fingers into Tara’s petticoat and pulled out the cord.

With mock disgust, I pulled Minu’s hand away and said, “This has to be pulled down to take off this petticoat.”

I gave a hard pull and opened the half-knot holding the petticoat in place.

Then I loosened the waistband and lowered the petticoat below the swollen hips of a very sexy woman’s torso and let the petticoat fall.

Tara was wearing a panty.

I feigned anger and said, “You wear a panty also? Tara, take it off this minute”

Tara feigned shame and protested. I slowly ran my fingers through her slightly parted legs over her cunt from over her panty and said, “Take it off. I am ordering you”

Tara slowly inserted her fingers into the waistband and started to lower the panty. It was painfully slow.

When the panty was just below the pussy hairs, I impatiently told Minu, “Help her take it off quickly. She needs help.”

Minu was a little hesitant, but finally assisted to pull the panty down to Tara’s ankles. I pulled Tara slightly forward. Tara stepped over her panty and emerged totally naked.

Once she was totally naked, I pushed Tara down on the sofa chair.

She sat down and simpered, “This is very unfair. I am the only on who is naked here. Ravi, why don’t you join me? Minu just help me take off Ravi’s clothes. He deserves to be made naked. Then atleast Ravi and I are equally clothed.”

Minu giggled and helped her sister take off my shirt and vest and then my belt. As my belt came off, Tara told Minu, “The pant and the undie is yours”

Minu giggled a little more and unhooked my pant and pulled the zip down. The pant fell and I stepped over it.

I asked Minu, “Have you ever seen a man naked?”

Minu answered, “Yes”

I asked, “What did he look like?”

Minu said almost clinically, “Normal. There is a small dick. That is all.”

I challenged Minu and said, “Okay go ahead”

Minu the caught my undie waistband and pulled it down. My cock was hard and erect. It sprang out like a spring.

Hard and thick.

Minu was shocked. She stepped ankara escort bayan back. Minu said, “Good God. That is big, fat and angry”

Tara raised her hands and caught me by my dick and pulled me near and said, “Minu please help me skin this dick.”

Minu said, “Whaaaaat? You want to take off the skin? Why? He will bleed!!”

Tara said, “No. You stupid girl. Come give me your hand.”

Tara caught Minu’s hand and wrapped it around my dick and pulled the skin back as much as is possible. The angry looking tip came out, red and pulsating.

Tara said, “This is skinning a dick”

Minu asked with that innocent look, “What next?”

Tara said, “I will now lick it, suck it and eat it”

Minu asked, “What????? You can do that?? That is so big and fat. Besides he pisses with it. You cant drink his piss!!!!”

Tara said, “It tastes good.”

Tara took the dick with Minu’s hand wrapped around it and started to lick the tip and then started to suck the glans. Finally she started to suck it.

Tara made a noise, “Mmmmmmmmmmm.”

I gasped and said, “Aaaaaah. That is great. Go on. Swallow it whole.”

After some time Minu was slowly pulling my dick skin up and down as my dick as it was being deep sucked by Tara.

A little later, I recovered from the pleasures of deep throat and pulled my dick free.

I said, “Tara you deserve better than that”

I motioned to Minu to move away and scooped Tara into my arms and took her to one of my special sofa seats.

I slowly placed her on the sofa. Then I squatted on the floor and started to kiss her breasts one by one, while Minu simply watched.

Tara moaned, “Ravi, please take me. My pussy is hot and wants the dick inside it, now.”

I told Minu, “Don’t just sit there. Help me. Come here”

Tara added, “Minu please help me get fucked royally.”

I lifted one of Tara’s legs and tied it to the armrest with the curtain holding rope.

Tara feigned protesting and tried to fight back. She cried, “Please do not tie both my legs. Please, my pussy will then be too wide open.”

Agonizingly slowly, I held her other ankle and placed the leg on the other armrest and strapped it tight.

Her pussy was wide open. But I wanted it wider open.

I pulled the buttocks forward towards the end of the seating surface. As I did that, her cunt was getting wider and wider open.

I stopped when her cunt was hanging out of the sofa front.

Tara tried to cover her open cunt mouth with both her hands.

I told Minu, “Tara is covering her cunt with her hands. Her hands deserve to be tied up, so that she has no control over her cunt atall. Please get me those neck ties from the wardrobe”

Minu waked across and got a few.

The moment Minu returned, I quickly grabbed one tie and tied Tara’s hands together and tied them above her.

Tara looked delectable.

I asked Minu, “Isn’t that nice for fucking a girl? No cucumbers and no fingering. Just plain fucking!!!”

Minu said, “I don’t know, what you are saying. But please do not hurt my sister”

Tara said, “Darling just see what happens. You will know as woman, that this is by far the best that can happen to me.”

I pulled a chair and asked Minu to sit down.

Tara made the first move and said, “Minu, I am sure seeing this blue film, you will get you hot. Feel free to play with your clit if you want to. You can masturbate if you like. Ravi won’t mind.”

I slowly sat down between Tara’s open legs and started to slowly play with one breast at a time and then slowly lowered my work between Tara’s legs.

I kissed each thing at a time and ran my fingers over her bush. Tara gasped and moaned, “Please feel it”

Minu was watching carefully.

I started to slowly kiss her mons area and her parted cunt lips were getting hotter and wetter.

I slowly took out my tongue and started to run it over the big lips of her cunt.

Tara was squirming and pleading, “Please take this clit and play with it. Take me. Make me come.”

I looked back and found that Minu had crossed her legs and was perhaps trying to have an orgasm.

Tara said softly, “Minu why don’t you take off you panty? Just play with yourself. No point in trying to remain modest. Your pussy deserves better than crossed legs and trying to create an orgasm.”

Minu was hesitant. Tara came to my rescue and said, “”Ravi please help Minu take of her panty.”

Minu got up and tried to run away. I caught her hand and pulled her near and told her firmly, “You are going no where. Do you understand? The door is locked.”

For good measure, Tara added, “Minu, if you try to get away, not only will I hold you down while Ravi fucks you, I will ask Ravi to release his truly horny Alsatian on your pussy. No fooling around here. I am in heat an I want all to get my pussy taken!!!”

Minu understood, we meant business.

I ordered Minu, “Get up. I will pull off your silly panty off.”

Minu got up hesitantly. I slid my hands up Minu’s skirt and caught her panty and pulled it down in one quick move.

That panty was wet.

Tara asked, “Is it wet?”

I asked back “The panty is dripping wet”

Tara said, “Minu is hot. That bitch was feigning hot being hot. Please let me sniff that”

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I waited, as patiently as I could, in the great room while Caleb got ready. He was my babysitter for the day, or a handler, if you will, while Mom and Frank were away. Of all my step brothers, Caleb was the oldest at twenty-seven, and ostensibly the most mature. And, given that Caleb had been a respected lightweight boxer in college, he was Frank’s go-to guy to make sure the trailer trash step daughter didn’t embarrass the family in the public.

Of course, Caleb caused plenty of embarrassment on his own. He might have been spawned in a silver spoon environment, but every chance he got, Caleb raced to the other side of the tracks and peeled off his designer duds to start fistfights in rough bars with whoever looked at him crookedly. Lots of drinking came with the territory, but Frank Montgomery would shrug that off, boys-will-be-boys and all that jazz.

I was a different story.

Finally, Caleb descended the high spiral staircase. His steps were deliberate, taking care to flex his sinewy build with each movement. His abs were visible under his wifebeater, with matching tattoo sleeves running up his arms. His jeans were tight in the crotch, showing off his bulge.

All calculated, naturally.

He sneered when he saw what I was wearing.

“Not terrible,” he said. “But that complexion, geez.”

Caleb never failed to insult me. My simple black, straight hair was too plain. I never stood up straight. I always slumped my shoulders. And now it was my pale skin, always in dire need of a tanning booth.

I was wearing a black halter top that showed off a hint of my midsection, along with a knee-length skirt. Function over aesthetics, you could say, because today I was getting my first tattoo. A little blue dolphin below my navel, near my hip. Cute, I thought.

“Can we just go?” I asked.

Caleb inspected my thighs like a butcher about to cut into an unsatisfactory piece of meat. He fished his finger under the fabric and lifted up my skirt. “Do you even go outside when the sun’s out?” he laughed.

I smacked his hand away. “Do you ever get tired of giving me shit?”

“I sure don’t, my little ugly duckling. Now c’mon. I don’t feel like babysitting you all day. Let’s see if you can get some ink without trying to suck somebody’s—”

He caught himself, then sneered again. Caleb snatched his car keys from the coffee table and walked out the front door, leaving me in silence.

It always stung, you know. Their comments, my reputation. I’ll spare you the details, but after high school I remained a virgin, about as sexually active as a doorknob. Not too long before Mom met Frank, I got drunk at a party and took the plunge.

I fucked two guys at once that night. Right there at the house party, up in one of the bedrooms. Unlike Caleb Montgomery’s family, we didn’t live in big palatial villas with their long, empty hallways to muffle the sound. Half the town lived in trailers, with the others living in little mill town houses with walls as thin as tissue paper.

The sex was bad, awkward, about as unflattering a ‘deflowering’ as one could imagine, but loud enough for everyone downstairs to hear.

The rumors spread, as they often do. By the following week, I was the town’s resident slut. A reputation that tailed me even now, hundreds of miles away, in Frank Montgomery’s beachfront palace. (Frank interviewed Mom about me before they were married, to make sure I’d gotten over my slutty ways, ataşehir escort and afterward spilled the beans to his sons.)

It was the first and only time I ever fucked. After that, the mere thought of sex paralyzed me. Even when I was alone, touching myself, I’d freeze.

Outside, Caleb wailed on the horn, breaking me out of my memory. I dragged myself out to him, wondering if I hadn’t been better off as trailer trash.

#

“What the fuck is that?” Caleb asked while he sped us down the freeway.

He was referring to my talisman, a little faux-gold rose on a dollar store necklace.

I stuck it back in my purse. “Nothing.”

“No, really. What was it?”

I noticed his eyes settling on my thigh. I pulled the hem of my skirt down. “You’ll think it’s stupid.”

“Probably,” he laughed. He lit a cigarette and blew smoke out the window. “Try me anyway.”

So I told him. I always suffered from anxiety. It felt like a big fist in my belly all the time. So bad that sometimes I could barely speak. Antidepressants didn’t work. Ditto for Valium. One day I heard about self-hypnosis.

“Oh Christ Olivia,” Caleb said.

I shrugged. “It works for me. Calms me down.”

“What, do you have some hypnotist dangle that thing in front of you?” he cackled. “You’re getting veeeeery sleeeeeepy…”

“I do dangle it,” I said. “But it’s not like you see in the movies. The talisman is just an aide. It’s more like deep meditation. I use it for my anxiety, but people use it for lots of things. Like quitting smoking or exercising more. It’s like you open your brain to new suggestions, make yourself more agreeable to things you wouldn’t normally consider.”

“Well I suggest you do something with that hair, duckling.”

#

Caleb took me to his friend Danny’s tattoo shop, a little ramshackle building miles away.

My heart pounded as we approached. My stomach was in tatters and I couldn’t stop shaking. The coming pain was all I could think of.

“Maybe I shouldn’t,” I said.

Caleb grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through the door. “I drove you across town and asked my buddy to do your tattoo as a favor. We’re not going back now.”

“But—”

He ripped the talisman from my purse and jammed it into my hands. “Get yourself nice and hypnotized. Whatever it takes, because you’re getting that fucking ink.”

His friend Danny didn’t help. He was quiet and mean looking, not as tall as Caleb but with bigger muscles.

Danny sat me down in what resembled a chair in a dentist’s office, but covered with black leather and two sturdy armrests. Danny released a lever that caused the bottom half of the chair to kick up, laying me flat.

The view up my skirt roused Caleb’s attention.

I crossed my legs and blushed.

There were straps on each armrest. “What are those for?”

“For people who can’t keep still,” Danny answered. “Hopefully you won’t need them. You ready?”

“One moment,” I said, and held my talisman out before me.

I swung the talisman back and forth, following it with my eyes. I counted my breaths quietly and soon my heart rate slowed. The fist in my belly unclenched, then disappeared altogether. My mind opened and my fear fled out. I lay my head back and took a deep breath.

“Go on,” I said, now entering my trance.

Danny fired up his tattoo gun, pulled my shirt up to reveal my belly and began. The pain almost kadıköy escort shocked me out of my hypnotic state. It started as a flare, small, pricking, but grew in intensity. My hypnosis kept me calm as usual, but something was different.

I felt everything, and it was exquisite.

The way my top hung around my ribcage. The cool recirculated air lapping against my exposed belly. How the fingers of Danny’s free hand cupped my hip. And the pain, yes, God it was a revelation. The rapid prick-prick-prick of the needle prodding the tender skin under my belly button.

Something inside me tingled. I realized I was biting my bottom lip, holding my open palm over my mouth to keep from moaning.

Through the pain, through the myriad sensations rippling over me, somehow my body became looser, as if invisible chains that had bound me my entire life had suddenly snapped. I ran my fingers through my hair; it felt different than before, it fell down to my neck in a way it hadn’t previously. My shirt slid down my shoulder, exposing the skin. My breasts seemed to perk up with each halted breath. I curled my feet and noticed the smooth muscles in my thighs.

I then felt a warm, slick sensation between my legs. Only then did I realize I was staring at Caleb. He stared right back at me. Our eyes locked.

I grew wetter.

“Stop,” I said, nearly breathless.

“You okay?” Danny grunted.

“I just need a minute with my step brother.”

Danny left us alone.

I waved him over. Caleb stared down at the unfinished tattoo on my belly, then at the skirt at my waist, his eyes betraying him, leaving on full display the curiosity at what lie beneath.

I toyed with the straps on the armrests. I looked up at Caleb and licked my lips. “Strap me in.”

He looked at me curiously, then bent over me to strap my left wrist, then my right. I smelled him, his cologne, and the faint aroma of man-sweat hinted just beneath. I glanced at his crotch, saw him growing stiff.

He kissed me, his lips gentle, his tongue dancing on mine. I moaned softly and turned away, exposing my neck, and his lips found me there.

As quickly as we started, Caleb backed away. He swallowed hard. “Are you really—?””Open to suggestions?” I said. I kicked my leg over his shoulder and hooked him behind his neck. “Yes.”

I guided him down. He pulled my skirt over my hips then slid my panties down. He traced his tongue over my lower belly, then to my thighs. He caressed my nipples, now so hard they were almost painful.

His finger danced over my clit and I nearly screamed. I bit my lip again, squirmed in my chair, my wrists bound tight as he slid his tongue over my pussy lips. His nose brushed against my nub.

I arched my back, dug my fingernails into the armrests as the straps held me in place. I grinded my hips as he ate me, his mouth busy on my sex.

“Come here,” I demanded. He looked up from between my legs. “Now.”

He moved next to me, but kept one hand between my legs to massage my sopping cunt. I leaned forward and bit into his belt and undid it with my teeth. Caleb opened his jeans and his erection poked out.

He gasped when I took him into my mouth. I sucked him slowly, favoring the tip, then took him deeper.

His breathing grew labored, he tensed in my mouth. “Olivia, how many times have you done this?”

“Once before,” I said with a mischievous grin, then took the length bostancı escort of him once more.

Pre-cum and saliva spilled from my lips. I went faster now, head to base, lips tight around him. Caleb reached behind my head and took a fistful of my hair, now grinding his cock in unison with me, tickling the back of my throat.

“Fuck me,” I gasped.

He spread my legs, hooked them over his shoulders, and teased my pussy with the tip of his dick. I stirred in my bonds, nearly going insane with anticipation, as he pressed his head slightly inside me, back out, then in again.

At last, he fully entered me.

I bit into the shoulder, drawing tiny droplets of blood, as his cock slid in and out, smooth and hard inside me. It was painful as well, but I relished his girth as it stretched me out. With the limited movement of my hands, I was just barely able to run my fingertips over his muscled abdomen.

I was panting, sweating, closing in on the brink. Caleb pinned my legs back with one hand and rubbed my clit with the other as he pounded his hips. He kissed me and I tasted the fading sweetness of my sex lingering on his mouth.

As our mouths parted, I looked into his eyes. “Do whatever you want to me.”

At that, he smiled. “Whatever I want?”

The sting from the tattoo was fading. I smiled back. “Just make sure it hurts a little.”

I shivered as his cock slid out of me. One, two, the straps came off. Caleb’s powerful hands fell upon my waist and he spun me onto my hands and knees.

He positioned my ass high, then shoved my face down into the leather cushion. Strands of my sweat-soaked hair fell into my eyes. He re-strapped my wrists to the armrests. His cock tickled my pussy as he held my hips tight.

I turned to him before he could enter me, teeth bared. “Your belt.”

His pants were still down by his thighs. He grabbed his belt and snapped it from his jeans. He took my hair into his fist, pulled my head back, and whipped the belt across my ass cheeks.

I yelped. “More.”

He brought it down again, leaving a red mark across my ass.

I backed up to his stiff member, my pussy eager, dripping. One more crack of the belt, then he entered me. His thrusts were powerful, yet smooth, rhythmic. I moved my hips along with him, meeting his dick halfway, moaning as his balls slapped against me.

He pulled my head back farther and nibbled my earlobe. With the belt still in hand, he began rubbing my nipple, first with his fingers, pinching me slightly, then teasing it with the rough texture of the belt.

“Harder,” I said, and he thrusted into me.

The belt cracked again, and my knees wobbled. A pressure built down near my cunt with each thrust, overtaking me. I cried out. Caleb slung his belt around my neck.

Not so tight that I couldn’t breathe, but firm enough that I could scarcely move, Caleb fucked me hard with both hands clutching his makeshift choker. I panted harder, my moans grew to a higher pitch, my thighs trembled as though I was possessed.

I erupted.

I screamed, bucking so hard that Caleb lost hold of his belt. I fell forward, biting into the leather, as my body quaked with orgasm. Caleb moaned in response. His cock tightened inside me, as I looked back he pulled it from cunt and shot a heavy white load into the crack of my ass.

My trance began to fade as his come ran down my ass then trickled warmly against my still-twitching pussy. I was barely able to catch my breath, unsure of why I had just done that with my most hated step brother, but knowing that I enjoyed every second of it.

Caleb pulled his pants up and grinned. “Well now,” he said. “That was a surprise.”

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Zeta and Lemmi woke up on the beach to the sounds of voices from high above on the cliff. It took them a minute to gather their thoughts before the got up from the sand. Sand in their nether regions made them wish they hadn’t fallen asleep.

They started seeing trash from the party along the beach before they got to the house. Lemmi pulled Zeta closer to him. Condom wrappers littered the lower deck and the stairs leading up to the house. It looked like there was a party there.

“Wondered what happened to you too,” Kale said loading up a bag of trash.

Krista had a bag and was helping with the trash too, while Brittany wiped down the counters.

“I asked Zeta to marry me,” Lemmi said.

“What?!” Krista exclaimed hugging her best friend.

“Way to go!” Kale gave his buddy a hug.

“Congratulations!” Brittany hugged and kissed Lemmi and then hugged Zeta.

“We’re going to shower and come back to help,” Lemmi headed up with his fiancé.

Lemmi’s parents, Mason and Toni arrived at the beach house and saw the bags of trash that had already been gathered.

“Hey, Foxy!” Kale said giving Toni a hug. His hand slid down her back and squeezed her soft butt-cheek.

Toni put her hand on his holding on her ass. “Where’s that son of mine?”

“I could guess.” Mason held up a bikini top and bottom.

“He’s in the shower with Zeta,” Brittany said.

“Well, I guess we don’t have to wonder about what’s going on up there.” Toni took Kale’s hand in hers off her butt. “Let me guess.” She went and stood over Krista. “You must be Zeta’s roommate.

Krista was ataşehir escort always weary about someone finding out her secret. “I am.”

Mason reached and took Krista’s hand and pulled him to her. “It’s nice to meet you.” He released her hand and grabbed her bag. “Let me give you a hand with that.”

“Watch it sweetie, that’s not at all he’s intent on giving you a hand with,” Toni said.

“Seems like you already have your hands full,” Mason chuckled as he led Krista out on the deck.

“If y’all don’t mind, I’m going to take off. My mom already thinks am a slut,” Brittany said.

“You are, aren’t you?” Kale joked.

“Shut up!” Brittany snapped back as she left out the door.

“So Kale, what do you think of Zeta?” Toni asked.

“To be honest with you….she’s smokin’ hot!” Kale laughed. “Lemmi is one lucky dick. She sucked my dick for his amusement. You should have seen the party we had here last night. She got all the girls to get naked and put out. Nobody has a girl like that. You can see in his eyes how he feels about her.”

“Hey, I thought I heard you down here.” Lemmi came down the stairs holding Zeta close to him. “Where’s dad?”

“He took Krista out on the desk,” Kale chuckled.

Lemmi looked, but didn’t see them.

“He probably out there rolling around in the sand with her,” Toni said.

“Looks like you have your hands full.” Lemmi patted his friend’s should and sat down with Zeta.

“What?” Toni asked seeing the smirk on her son’s face.

“I asked Zeta to marry me.”

“Oh my gawd!” Toni hopped up and through her arms around Zeta. “I finally get kadıköy escort a daughter.” She kissed Lemmi and then Zeta. “You have to let me help you with the wedding. I’m sure your mother would want to run the show, but I’d love it if you’d let me help.”

“Mom?!”

“Its okay.” Zeta put her hand on his leg to calm him. “I didn’t know much about my mom. I was raised by my dad. I’m sure he’d like all the help you can give him.”

“Does he know, yet?” Toni asked.

“No, we just got out the shower,” Zeta said.

“On that note, I’m out of here. Mom’s probably wanting something.” Kale kissed Toni on the lips and then Zeta. “You lucky dog.” He gave Lemmi a hug.

Lemmi picked up Zeta’s hand and kissed her fingers. “Mom, she has such pretty hands and fingers.” He stuck out his tongue and licked them.

“Are you sure you’re not still drunk?” Toni said.

Zeta laughed.

“Drunk of her.” Lemmi put Zeta’s hand against his face.

Zeta patted his cheek.

“I think she put a mojo on you,” Toni said.

Zeta laughed. “I just showed him that all of this is his to do with what he want.”

“Obviously, it’s too much for him.” Toni’s eyes widened seeing take Zeta’s foot and take her toes in his mouth. “Lemmi!”

Zeta laughed loudly.

Lemmi reached down and pulled Zeta’s shorts off her shapely legs and tossed them across the room. “Yeah! This is what I want!”

Zeta screamed hysterically holding on to the table and chair to keep from falling off as Lemmi hoisted her legs over his shoulder and blew fart bubbles into her cunt.

“Oh Lemmi, now that just disgusting,” Toni bostancı escort said.

“She’s mine! All mine! I tell ya!” Lemmi joked pulling Zeta up into his lap.

“Gosh! You’re so silly!” Toni said. “Let her get her pants back on.”

“C’mon mom, you know you want a taste of this sweet stuff,” he taunted his mother spreading Zeta’s legs to show off the smooth naked pussy.

“How do you know that I haven’t already tasted it?” Toni winked at Zeta.

“Knowing you, you probably already have,” Lemmi said releasing Zeta.

“Why don’t you just ask her?” Toni said.

“We agreed not to do that,” Lemmi said. “We are not going to go around investigating each other. I’m fine with her having sex with whomever she wants, as long as she is not forced.”

Zeta sat back next to Lemmi after retrieving her shorts. “We just don’t want any doubts about each other. We agreed that we can talk about things if we want, but not of that probing crap. It shows no trust.”

Mason led Krista back inside. She was ruffled and her hair was all matted. Mason was still adjusting his clothes. Zeta giggled. Toni looked surprised and Lemmi was silent.

“Jeez Mason. What did you do to that poor girl?” Toni went to Krista with Zeta.

“What?” Mason said with a chuckle.

Lemmi bowed his head trying to hold in his laughter.

“She’s one heck of a girl,” Mason said in a low tone as he nudged Lemmi.

“I’m going now,” Krista said a bit embarrassed by her appearance.

“Are you ok?” Zeta asked her friend trying not to laugh.

“Yeah, I’m a just go now,” Krista said checking that she had her keys and walking to the door with Zeta.

Toni punched Mason in the shoulder after Krista had left the house. Lemmi released his laughter.

“She is fine,” Zeta said.

“Your son has asked Zeta to marry him,” Toni said after everyone had calmed down.

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Carly walked over to the bed, showing Luke her lace bra. The cups were cut straight across the top, but very low, and just barely covered her stiff nipples.

“This is what I bought, with the gift card you sent me, lover.”

He smiled, taking in the embroidered black panties that completed the set. She turned, to show him the ruffled black lace on the edges, which barely concealed her ass. She looked over her shoulder at him and stood there, quietly smiling, blushing.

“Lay down, beautiful.”

She stretched out alongside of him, as the rain outside pelted the windows. He moved in close, and kissed her slowly, teasing her with his tongue while he stroked his fingers along her jawline and through her hair.

The kiss deepened and he moved his hands over her body, stroking the silk and lace. Soon his mouth moved along the edge of the lace bra. He murmured his distinct approval of her purchases, while brushing his thumbs over her nipples to keep them stiff.

She squirmed underneath him as he kissed her stomach.

“Take off the bra, please.”

She lifted herself slightly to comply, and he renewed his attention to her lush curves, kissing and gently biting her nipples while she moaned softly and ran her fingertips through his hair and along the back of his neck.

He stroked her pussy through the panties once, then looked up at her and said, “They’re sexy, but what I want is underneath.”

She lifted her hips while he pulled the delicate garment down. Outside a clap of thunder echoed in the distance.

She surrendered to his mouth, and he groaned in pleasure, licking and kissing her wet slit, while she moaned again, and shuddered with pleasure.

“Yes, baby, that feels so good – it’s been so long since the last time you and I were alone.”

He knew her so well, knew how to drive her excitement forward, how to lick her and how to ankara escort hold his tongue so that she could grind herself against his face as she got close to a climax. He knew her every breath and gasp, and could tell from the way she cried out when she needed more, and could tell when she had finally tumbled over to the other side of the arc.

He moved up to hold her as she regained her breath. He knew that their fun had only started, that she was able to orgasm many times when properly attended to.

After a few moments she rolled him over and growled her way down his chest, kissing and wanting to take small bites of him, wanting him in her mouth.

She eagerly began licking him, then sucking him fully into her mouth, and then pulling away to exhale on him, making his cock twitch at the first puff of warm air on his damp skin.

The reaction drove her crazy. She quickly slid up and pushed her wet slit down against his stiff member. Without letting him push inside of her, she ground her entire pussy against the length of his cock, feeing the hardness press against her lips and her hard, small clit.

“Baby, your cock feels so good, I want it inside me” she suddenly gasped, unable to think about anything else.

“I’m going to do that now” he assured her, and they each moved their hips just slightly, and he was thrusting into her, feeling the hot wetness all around him and hearing her gasp in pleasure.

“Fuck, yeah, baby, that feels so good, fuck me.”

She started riding him cowgirl, pressing her clit against him, grinding herself to another climax, telling him aloud how fucking good it felt, so fucking good to have him inside of her like this, and not caring if anyone might be able to overhear. His cock fit her perfectly – she worked her hips furiously against him to get what she needed and then collapsed, gasping.

He covered her gently while escort ankara she lay there on top of him, his hard cock still buried deep inside of her. HE hadn’t come yet. Oh no. He would pace himself for a while, to see how many times he could make her come. She knew this, and it liberated her to take control, to tell him exactly what to do so that she could get as many climaxes from him as she could, whenever they were intimate.

She tucked her feet under his ass, pulling him slightly deeper into her pussy.

“I love having your fucking cock inside me” she whispered in his ear.

He let her rest briefly, and then told her to get on her hands and knees. They had shared several pictures back and forth of a woman being fucked doggie style while she sucked another man’s cock. Both of them were thinking about that fantasy while he stroked in and out of her, his hands on her shoulders. Unable to control herself, she started pushing against him more rapidly, wanting to climax again.

“Lay down” he said in her ear.

While he put a condom she slipped her right hand under her stomach. Her pussy was dripping wet – she moved her fingers in rapid tight circles against her clit, and was close to getting off again when he put his cock between her legs.

She guided him in and they fucked, and she was shouting in pleasure, clawing at the blanket beneath her. Suddenly she had the urge to turn over, to lie underneath him while he rocked in and out of her core.

“Can I turn over?” she begged.

“Yes, I want to watch your face” he replied.

She quickly moved and let him enter her again, and she wrapped her legs around him pulling him deeper.

He watched her face, but the ecstasy made her unable to open her eyes.

She could hear herself screaming “yes, yes, oh please, keep fucking me just like this, I want you to come in me, just like this.”

Her ankara escort bayan hands clutched his arms and shoulders, and she held him as tightly as she could with her legs. The lighting ouside flashed and showed him her face as she lay beneath him, eyes closed, head tipped back.

He exhaled sharply, and then finally climaxed, buried deep inside her.

After a while she released him from the “confinement” of her arms and legs. He covered her gently, and then rested on his back, and soon she rolled over and put her head on his shoulder.

They talked softly and kissed for a few minutes, while they recovered.

She couldn’t help it, she wanted him again. She could never keep her hands off of him, and vice versa, when they were alone.

She began stroking the hair on his chest with her fingertips, unable to stop her hand from going farther and farther down.

He spoke to her, in that tone that he used when he wanted to let her know how sexy she was.

“Yes, go ahead, put your hand down there, see what happens.” It was a challenge and a request all at once.

Without hesitation she wrapped her fingertips around his already stiff member and felt it getting harder.

She knew she didn’t have much time. She had somewhere she needed to be in less than an hour. She looked at him, and said “Can we?”

He quickly put on another condom, and his cowgirl straddled him.

“You’re going to bring me a friend, right?” she gasped, returning to their fantasy. “He’s going to lick my pussy and then I’m going to suck his cock while you fuck me, right?” He talked back to her, while she painted the fantasy with gasped words, rapidly fucking him.

He watched her breasts bounce and watched the lightning illuminate her entire body as she ground herself eagerly against him again. Her back arched and she stiffened, shuddering hard and gasping, “oh, OH” again and yet again.

All too soon their stolen time was over, and she needed to leave. He helped her get ready to go, and then she slipped away to return to where she “should” be, still wet and wishing for more time to fuck him again.

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Author’s Note

I hope you enjoy another Gina story. God knows I loved living them.

Thanks to my awesome volunteer edit Sexy Geek!

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“How long do we have until the reception?” Gina whispered into my ear. The Greek orthodox wedding ceremony was well under way and at that moment the betrothed were walking around the altar with hands wrapped and wearing crowns of leaves while someone threw candies at their feet and all the small children in attendance were scurrying for the treats. It was all very confusing. But there was nothing confusing about my girlfriend’s question, or what she planned to do with the time between the wedding and the reception. I checked the program and was happy to see what appeared to be a two hour gap, depending on how long the strange ceremony lasted.

“Plenty of time. Calm down.” I patted her thigh a little higher than appropriate in a church, but our minds were already out in the back seat of the Grand Marquis in the parking lot.

It had already been an eventful day. The three hour drive started innocently enough, I in my best interview suit and she in a dark blue dress with large white buttons and a white pleated flare at the hem. The dress showed off her hourglass figure and magnificent legs and after a few dozen miles my hand inched over to her knee. Gina isn’t one to refuse such attentions, and as my hand wandered north she eagerly parted her legs to allow me access. My fingers found her panties already damp in anticipation, and shortly I was wiggling a finger against her cotton covered clit as we hurtled down the highway at 70 miles per hour.

She pulled her dress up to give me both a view and an easier shot, and I was damn glad for the cruise control. I pulled the thin fabric aside and slipped a finger into her warm folds, causing her to moan enough to be heard over the roar of the radials. I toyed with her for a while, feeling my way with my fingers and keeping my eyes on the road. While the large Mercury was wonderful for back seat adventures, an unfortunate side effect was that the passenger was a little too far away for some things. I couldn’t insert my finger much so I spent most of my time tracing lazy circles around her clit, slowly stimulating my dark-haired beauty.

Gina doesn’t handle suspense well. Her seat belt came off and she fell into my lap, her fingers fumbling for the zipper. In moments she had my cock in her hand and I moved the power seat back to give her space. Her soft, sloppy mouth engulfed the head of my quickly swelling prick and she sucked me gently for a while. That was my first blow job at speed and I as much as I was enjoying it, I was also terrified. Not only was it mid-morning and this little show was visible to every trucker on the road, but my orgasms tend to be mighty events and I wanted neither to crash and burn nor get my suit slathered in semen.

Gina shared at least one of my concerns, though not the one about being seen. She relished every honk of a passing trucker, displaying a habit for exhibitionism she would keep and develop. But she was afraid of my orgasm on the road, and in far too short a time she sat back up, rearranged her dress and started to fix her lipstick, leaving me to both drive and close up shop.

“Did you like that?” she asked coyly.

“There are only two things I like as much as having my cock in your pretty face, girl.”

“Oh yeah? And what are those?”

“You need me to say it?”

“I want to hear you say it.” Her wicked grin was so erotic, so painfully suggestive and promising at the same time, I damn near came right there.

“I love it when your hot pussy is wrapped around my dick, squeezing and holding me tight, and so fucking wet it drips down my balls.” She was being all prim and proper now that her makeup was again flawless, her sexy legs crossed and her hands folded in her lap. Christ, that girl was sexy doing anything.

“And what else?” she asked innocently.

“There’s nothing better than pulling your head back with a fistful of hair so I can watch your face while I push my cock up your hot little ass.” She shuddered at that, her eyes closing briefly, perhaps reliving the last such encounter a few nights before. I don’t know if she liked anal sex because it felt good or because it was nasty, but she sure did like it.

“Naughty boy,” she said quietly.

We talked about almost nothing but sex the rest of the trip, intentionally working each other into a sexual frenzy, so by the time we got to the church we were both in a bad state. Our schedule hadn’t left any time for shenanigans so we couldn’t do much about it before the wedding, but we were looking forward to our next opportunity.

The service eventually ended and we shuffled out with the rest of the large crowd to greet the new couple. My friend Mike, the groom, was on cloud nine as he should be. His brand new wife Sarah was completely too good for him and he was the second luckiest bastard I knew that day. ankara escort We took a position near the edge of the crowd and waited for the line to pass. Gina ran off to the ladies room and I waited patiently for her return. I wouldn’t have been so patient if I had known what was next.

She nearly crashed into me from behind, grasping my arm both for balance and to start tugging me in her direction.

“Follow me,” she said, quietly but obviously excited. I let her lead me by the hand back into the church and down a flight of stairs. We passed the restrooms and turned a corner that led to another flight of steps, narrow and unlit. At the bottom was a door which Gina opened, and as I followed I found us ensconced in a smallish storage room crammed with extra furniture, books, cleaning material and other varied debris.

“You seriously want me to fuck you in a church? You’re a kinky little bitch but that’s a bit much even for you.” I closed the door, locked it, and crowded her up against an old desk, pressing her between it and myself. My hands went to her hips and my fingers walked her dress slowly up.

“I’ll fuck you anywhere,” she replied breathlessly just before she kissed me. My attempts at moving slow were instantly ruined as she came after me, the full weight of the previous few hours landing squarely on her libido. She attacked me, teeth biting, tongue fighting its way into my mouth, her hands wrestling at my belt and zipper in a frenzy. I decided she needed to calm down.

I moved back a little and grabbed her, then spun her around and pushed her down against the desk, bent over. I might have been a little too earnest in shifting gears, but the grunt that escaped her lips as I positioned her was no less erotic than most of her noises. I pulled her left arm up by the wrist and pushed it into the small of her back, not causing her pain but pinning her to the table.

“Some girls just have no patience,” I said quietly. I flipped up the back of her dress, exposing her panties. “Or propriety. I can’t believe you can be so lustful in a house of worship.” I finished undoing my pants and let them fall to the ground, then fished out my eagerly growing cock. “You are one wanton little slut, you know that? Say it.” I looked around for a Bible, but I was out of luck. I wanted to spank her with it, my good little Catholic girl gone bad. Oh, well.

“So I’m a slut. What the fuck are you going to do about it?” She was breathing heavily and struggling against my enforced bondage. I rubbed the head of my dick across her nether region, pressing it against the thin fabric over her moist pussy. I toyed with her like that for a minute as my erection grew harder, then pulled her panties down just far enough to expose her.

“There’s only one thing to do with a nasty little slut like you.” She was dripping wet already and there wasn’t much resistance as I pushed my dick all the way in. She moaned as I slid into her, then grunted when my balls slapped into her clit, her husky voice dripping with as much lust as her pussy.

It was a mean fuck. I rammed my cock into her fast and hard, pressing her into the heavy desk and enjoying my complete mastery of her body. That perfect, succulent pussy was the center of my universe and the only thing that mattered to me was to fuck it hard. One hand pinning her wrist to her back and the other holding her right hip, I plowed into her over and over until I could feel her orgasm approaching. Gina had a hair trigger on her orgasms and once she got going she could have a long caravan of them, twitching, screeching, shouting, scratching and otherwise making a hell of a racket. I won’t lie, I felt like a god with that girl on my cock and I was usually as eager for her to come as she was, but not this time. I hadn’t forgotten the incomplete blow job in the car.

I pulled out and grabbed my wet dick, then started rubbing it slowly against her clit. She loved that too, but it took more than a slow clit rub to get her to come.

“Oh come on!” she pleaded. “Fuck me!” She tried to push back against me but I had complete control. I said nothing, but continued the gentle motion of the end of my dick against her slippery slit. I felt her engorged clit on the ridge of my glans and I rubbed slowly back and forth against it.

“You left me on the edge in the car this morning, so I think you’ve got some payback coming. I wanted so bad to fill your pretty mouth with cum, but nooooo. You wouldn’t finish the job. Well now it’s your turn. I’m gonna rub that clit until your knees give out. I’m gonna wind you up until your eyes roll back in your head. I’m gonna work that little button until it’s glowing red hot and you fucking beg me to let you cum. And then…well, I haven’t decided yet.” Slow and gentle, I rubbed my cock against her clit over and over, driving her absolutely mad. Gina can roll through a multiple orgasm like nobody’s business but she needs some speed to get off. With that slow grind I let her orgasm recede a bit. I gave escort ankara her all the stimulation I could but denied the speed, and it was killing her. She moaned and squirmed, squealed and growled while I turned her up to eleven.

Among the animal noises she would alternately cajole me, plead with me, or angrily order me to ram it deep inside her, but all my energy was devoted to the slow burn. When she finally started trying to kick me I knew she was in a bad way.

I honestly hadn’t decided what to do at that point. I was surely ready to pump my load into her as I was very annoyed at not getting a happy ending from the road head, but at the same time I liked the idea of her feeling just as needy until we got another chance. I weighed the pros and cons while I worked her clit from behind. I finally decided not to postpone joy.

Without warning I slipped my cock back into her with a hard thrust, forcing a feral grunt out of her mouth. I swear I heard a splash from her sopping wet pussy. I gave up my hold on her arm and put both hands on her hips, set my feet wide and fucked her as hard as I could. Her orgasm landed like a meteor and in seconds she was trying to stifle her shouts of passion by howling into her purse.

I cannot tell you how fucking hot that was. Gina was out of control, barely able to capture her shrieks in her hand bag, holding on for dear life as I drilled her from behind. Her pussy was sloppy wet and hot as an oven and I was completely in charge of that hellcat.

I was nearly as needy as she was and I had no intention of drawing it out any further, so after a few minutes of her acting like a banshee I drove straight for my own orgasm. I grabbed a handful of her hair and bent her head back so I could watch her pretty face contort into that thin line between agony and ecstasy, that exquisite angelic visage twisted into the devilish dervish on the end of my prick. As my moment arrived I told her about it in detail through clenched teeth, punctuating with my pelvis in loud slaps on her ass.

“This! Is! What! You! Get! For! Not! Sucking! My! Cock! Right! You! Fucking! Bitch! Now! Take! Every! Bit! Of! THIS!” I’m, not sure how I managed to restrain the roar that welled up inside me, except perhaps that it left me though the end of my cock. I could feel her pussy fill up with my semen, becoming even more slippery and sloppy as I fucked her. I couldn’t have stopped with a gun to my head and I humped her furiously, throwing my seed deep into her body with every thrust. I pulled her back into me as I came and nearly lost my footing, but she held on to the desk and I held on to her and the jizz continued to flow.

I grunted out the last few spasms, holding my cock deep inside her as it finished its business, and then my energy left me. I slumped against her and tried to catch my breath but she had a trick up her sleeve. She pushed back against me and I let her up. She turned around and fell to her knees in front of me and in a flash she sucked my sticky cock into her mouth and down her throat.

An enormous shuddering fit engulfed me as she stimulated my post-orgasm sensitive cock with her most exquisite of delicacies, her throat. I pulled her head into me and mashed her nose against my pubes while her tongue poked my balls. As the contraction left me I straightened up and let go of her head, but she was insatiable. She sucked on my cock for a while, generally letting me down easy from that heavy orgasm but occasionally lunging forward to bottom out my eight inches in her throat. Damn that girl was amazing.

After a while I started to go soft and she gave up. We cleaned up a bit, got our clothes back on and fixed up so it didn’t look like we had been fucking, and then I left the room. Gina needed to go to the ladies room to fix her hair and makeup and perhaps set a few bone fractures so I just went back upstairs to see what was going on. Almost everyone had left and a few kids were playing with the bubble blowers they had given out in lieu of rice. A few people were still milling about, chatting or getting directions to the reception, but it was essentially over.

She appeared a few minutes later, all sweetness and light with her big toothy smile lighting up a beautiful day that didn’t really need it. She wrapped her arm around mine and we left the church in a warm haze of sexual contentment, enjoying the afterglow and the afternoon. We found the car and I held the door open for her, just as she liked it. Lady in the streets, whore in the sheets, that’s my Gina.

We sat there in the church parking lot for a while, chatting easily about nothing at all, her fingers intertwined with mine on the bench seat between us. For all her sexual explosiveness she also liked to wallow in the gentle parts of our relationship. It was a nice balance, most of the time.

After a while we headed over to the reception. We sat with some of Mike’s other friends from college, all old buddies of mine as well. Rob was half drunk when we arrived ankara escort bayan and was already pawing at his girlfriend, Mark looked like he was on the prowl for some pussy (which was no different than any other time since he first learned what to do with a girl) and Jason was telling stories about all of us to his lady friend…Tina? Tracy? It was a “T” name, that’s all I remember.

It was a fun bunch and we had a great time telling stories about each other and Mike. The meal was good and the drinks were free so we had a blast, but it was hard to control my drinking in that group. I had been shit-faced drunk with those guys so many times I had lost count, and most of the stories they were telling related directly to that alcohol consumption, but I had to drive home so I had to cool it. I lamented not getting a hotel room, but Gina, all of 20 years old at the time and still very much under her parents’ roof while they paid for her college, would not have been able to stay with me. Of course, if they knew half the horrible things I was doing to their little girl they would have had matching heart attacks. After they murdered me.

We tried not to embarrass Mike too badly when he came to visit but he made it clear he wished he was sitting with us. Well, until Mark started a particularly ribald story about Mike, which didn’t end when Mike quickly whisked his lovely bride away so she couldn’t hear it.

Gina had been playing nicely all evening, enjoying the camaraderie and telling a few tales of her own, but as the alcohol loosened her up, and the memory of the fucking I gave her back in the church faded away, she started to get amorous again. Under the table her hand found its way into my lap and started rubbing my cock while Mark went into great and inappropriate detail about a neighbor he and Mike had back at college. Her nickname was Anal Lisa, and that tells you just about everything you need to know about the story. When he was done she had some questions for me.

“So did you ever get a piece of this Lisa girl?”

“Never did, much to my dismay. She had a thing for Mike and Mark.”

“‘Much to your dismay?’ Fucker!” She fired a playful punch at my arm that actually hurt a little bit.

“Hey, if you’d let me in your back door more often maybe I’d forget about her.” I said it with a big silly grin, completely not serious. Gina was the first girl I had been with who actually liked anal sex and I was outlandishly happy and fortunate for that fact. I felt like I was getting enough ass for three men.

“Is that what it takes to turn your head now? You need your dick in my asshole all the time?”

“Not all the time. I can be a very happy man with my cock in your lovely mouth.” I raised a finger to her face and gave her red lips the slightest brush. “Or wedged between your big tits.” I lowered my hand and let my finger trace a quick line down her exposed cleavage. “Or buried in your steamy, wet pussy.” Below the table now, I reached up her skirt to tickle her lady parts for a moment, making her smile even wider.

“You’ll have to dance with me first.” Honestly, I was amazed she hadn’t dragged me out on the floor already. Gina loves to dance and the music had been thumping for a while by then, but for some reason she hadn’t done it yet. My guess is that she was enjoying the table banter too much. It was only a matter of time.

Now I hate to dance, but a man has to keep his lady happy. Fortunately, Gina danced enough for the both of us. A fast song started as we hit the floor and she was all hair and hips, waving arms and happy feet. I just did my boring-guy shuffle and she made enough of a scene for three normal people. She danced like she fucked, with abandon and passion, and she didn’t give a damn what anybody thought about her. Throughout her whirling dervish dance her electric smile lit up the room and gave me a focus, a reminder of why I was shaking my lame white booty in public.

After that a ballad put her in my arms and pressed against my chest, a welcome change from the previous song. After that, another up tempo number and then another ballad. Then the DJ cranked up some funky, slow, steamy number that was just perfect for Gina. She started to dirty dance something fierce, and with her it wasn’t just a tease. She turned around and pressed her full, glorious ass into me, grinding away at the bulge in my dark suit pants. She continued to basically do a pole dance with me as the pole for the whole song and I didn’t mind a bit, nor did most of the men around us as they watched her with obvious lust in their eyes. As it ended she whispered in my ear.

“Follow me.”

We headed out of the hall and down a dark corridor. The building was actually a collection of banquet halls but only one was in use that night so the others were dark. Apparently she had done some recon on an earlier trip to freshen up as she led me confidently to the far end of the building and into a darkened bathroom.

She flipped on the lights as we entered and immediately turned on me. Her hungry mouth met mine and I kissed her soundly. Her hands went to my belt and started to unleash my beastie as she kissed me. Before long she broke away, a wicked smile on her angelic face.

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This story is fictitious. It is totally a creation of my crazy mind. Therefore, any resemblance to events, places, persons living or dead, or fucktards is strictly coincidental. To all who are concerned, please note that the main character’s fictitious name has been altered, including the addition of his now very unique (I hope) middle name. Please read to enjoy, but not to believe!

*

My name is Chadwick Maryweatherperriwinkle Peters (I go by Chad) and I’m a seventeen year old junior in high school. It’s May 20th, a Friday, and the day before my 18th birthday. Actually, the day before ‘our’ birthday as my mother was born on the same date only eighteen years earlier. Something happened to mom during my birth so I’m an only child, not that bad of a deal as my parents seem to get me everything, even when I don’t ask them for it.

Dad is Charles Peters — don’t EVER call him ‘Chuck’ he is NOT a common person. Deep down I know he wishes he was a ‘Third’ just to add that addendum to his name. Personally, I think he’s an ass hole. No, actually I KNOW he is an ASS HOLE! I don’t know how my mother can stand being married to him! Must be the money he makes as he is concerned only with how much more money he will make today compared to yesterday! Jesus, there are tons of things much more important than money! Friends, family, good health, sanity for Christ’s sake! But not to my dad, just the never ending quest for MORE $$$$$!

Mom is Pamela Peters, the unfulfilled wife of a man with a one track mind. It’s not hard for me to know that she lives for me, her anchor on the storm tossed seas of an unhappy marriage. While my dad has let himself go, gaining weight nearly as fast as he does the all mighty dollar, mom has kept herself just as firm and beautiful as the day he met her; I’ve seen the pictures and she was HOT! Still is at a trim 113 pounds of 34C-24-36 spread over 61 inches. Soft blond hair and deep ocean blue eyes complete the package.

Mom doesn’t work, never has; CHARLES wouldn’t allow it. No wife of his will work! So she swims, plays tennis and golf, knows how to expertly play more card games than I can name! Oh, and she can make a wicked martini!

Dad is taking us out for our birthday dinner tomorrow so mom and I are spending my study day shopping for just the perfect dress for her to wear. I’m going to wear my pin-stripe navy blue suit, easy. We’ve been at this for FIVE fucking hours! This is nuts and I say, “Mom, face it, you have plenty of really great dresses at home and dad won’t even be there tomorrow night!”

“Of course he will, you know how important this is for him!” she countered.

“Yes I do, and like I said, he won’t be there!” We argued back and forth before I said, “I tell you what, mom, if he shows, even for a short while, I’ll be your slave for a day!”

“Before you say another word, I will NOT be YOUR slave!”

“Very funny, mom. Here’s the deal; if I am right, then we go without him as a couple, just you and me on a date!”

“Oh good grief, you don’t want your old mom as a date!”

“Why not? You are NOT old! You’re sexy as hell without even trying!” she tried to argue that but I wouldn’t let her. “You are smart, funny, a great conversationalist, oh yeah, did I mention that you are REALLY sexy?”

“Stop!” she squealed as she turned red and smiled. “Ooooooo, these look promising,” she said changing the subject back to the dress search. Soon I was outside the changing room as she tried on each one before she would step out for my opinion. God shopping with a woman is so tedious! Guys shop in what, twenty minutes tops! This is ALL fucking day to get a dress for a two hour meal! Thank god today was a teacher’s workshop day! I stepped away to look around and mom freaked out, insisting that I come inside the little cubicle so she could go faster.

“Look mom, it’ll be embarrassing to be in there while you change from one dress to another.”

“Nope, I’ll have my underwear on so it’s no different from being out by our swimming pool.” She’s mom, she won. I have to admit that being that close to a hot female in her sexy lacy underwear was NOT the same as being by the pool! “Okay, how’s this one?” mom asked bringing me out of daydream land.

She slowly turned around and I admired the light pink skintight dress with the low cleavage and the short skirt. My eyes came back up and I saw her bra boldly on her back where the dress scooped really low, nearly to her ass in fact. I whistled then said, “WOW! That is a knock out dress for a knock out woman! Too bad your bra shows so much!”

“What?” she said as she turned to look in the mirror. “Shit, can’t have that. Don’t peek, sweetie,” and she turned away before unsnapping her bra and quickly removing it. I was looking away, right into the mirror and saw the profile of each breast as she bared it to remove the offending bra. Once everything was back in place she said, “Okay, now how is it?”

I gave her a once over as she slowly turned around, then said, “Once more around mom, slower.” She did as I asked and ankara escort I was amazed when her nipples stood out like bullets through the dress. “Holy shit mom, if dad does show up, he’ll be ready to bang you before the appetizer is over!”

“Chad! You shouldn’t talk to me that way!” mom said blushing. “But, that would be nice for a change; it’s been quite a while since…never mind!” Mom blushed when she realized what she nearly said, then asked, “You really like it?”

“Good god mom, EVERY guy in the restaurant will be drooling over the sight of you in this dress! You will be so fucking hot! Oh my god, I love it!”

“Watch your language son!” she scolded me. “You really think it looks that good?”

“While trying to keep my comments clean, yes, the color looks great with your tan skin, and it shows off your incredible body to the max! If dad doesn’t show up, he’ll really be missing out!”

“Oh honey!” she said as she grabbed my face and gave me a super quick kiss on the lips. “I’ll get it, if not for your dad then for my birthday boy!” She again had me look away so I watched her reflection as she stripped off the dress and folded it before picking up her bra and struggling at getting it back in place. God what a view it was as I saw nearly every square inch of her in the mirrors!

“Here, you carry this one,” she said handing me the pink dress while she gathered up all the other ones to give back to the attendant. After buying the dress and a pair of matching thong panties that I talked her into, we headed home.

“Um, mom, about what you said in the changing room, today I’m a boy. But tomorrow I’ll be eighteen and a man. I’d…I’d prefer that you call me that from now on.”

“I’m sorry dear, I didn’t mean anything derogatory by it, you’ll always be my little boy to me but I promise to start treating you like a man,” she replied. After patting my knee with her hand she said, “But I think you were peeking at me like a boy in the changing room. You sure got a good look at your old mom!”

“Hey, I can’t help it there are so many mirrors angled the way they are! At least I didn’t just look right at you and stare.”

“That’s true, you didn’t just stare at me like an…oh never mind,” she softly said. I gave her a look but didn’t push it by asking her to finish that sentence.

We returned home and I went in to start studying for next week’s final exams while mom started supper. While we ate mom gently asked, “Chad, how come you never go on dates with girls from school, you aren’t…um…er…”

“No mom, I’m not! It’s just that girls my age are so…so immature! It’s impossible to talk to them because they have nothing of value inside their heads. I mean it mom, I can have a much better conversation with this chair!”

“And you go on dates wanting to talk?”

“No, I don’t! It’s just that a girl being cute or even hot only goes so far! Once you get past that then they have nothing to offer me. Older is better, much better!”

“Just what does that mean, son?”

“Oh shit!” I said realizing what I had said. “I can relate much better with a mature woman than I can with girls my own age. Hell, girls in my class would have been interrupted by 100 or more text messages by now and would be giggling about nothing of substance.”

“So you prefer a woman of, well, my age?”

“Heck yeah, or even older sometimes.”

“Are you saying you have actually been with women my age and up?”

“Um…yes I have.”

“Who, do I know her, or them?”

“Jeez mom, that’s kind of personal! And I don’t want to betray them by ‘kissing and telling’, if you catch my drift.”

Mom looked at me for several seconds before asking, “You mean you’ve been um, intimate with some of them?”

“Okay, if you insist on going down this road, yes mom, I’ve fucked them!”

“CHAD!”

“Face it, that’s what you wanted to know!”

“But, you’re just a…I mean, what about Dawn down the street? I thought you really liked her a lot?” mom asked as I grinned at her. “NO! Not her mother! Not Jill, oh my god, no!”

“You had to ask mom, and don’t get pissed at her! Dawn is a ditzy airhead who couldn’t figure her way out of an open paper bag. But her mother is hot, really sexy! She’s almost as hot as you are.”

“CHAD!”

“Stop denying that you are a grade-A MILF!”

“CHAD! Don’t say that about me!”

“The truth is the truth.” I merely said as she looked at her hands fidgeting on her lap.

Softly mom pushed on with, “Were there others? Do I know them? Do they know me?”

“There you go again!” I paused but she just waited so I said, “Yes, yes and yes! Well, most of them.”

“Oh god!”

“Please don’t ask for their names or who was better at this or that or how many times!”

“You mean you’ve been with some of them more than once?”

“Some of them, no.”

“ALL of them?”

“Yes, mother. This is really getting to be too much.”

“But Jill is married and…”

“Neither she nor I will tell her shit head of a husband. Hell, mom, he’s escort ankara a carbon copy of my dad! Don’t tell her I said this, and don’t get all weird on me, but I was leaving their house one day at the same time he walked in. I could smell the sex in the air and her pussy was full of my stuff. Jill told me he never even noticed! She was so pissed that she really did a number on me the next day!”

“Oh my god!”

“Look mom, she’s a hot, sexy woman with physical needs that Jess won’t quench. Somebody needs to and I was the lucky guy! Besides, I know I could take him in a fight!”

“But do you love her? Or any of them for that matter?”

“Good god no! I only love two women,” she looked at me anxiously, “and you are one of them. The other one is Grandma Philips (my mom’s widowed mother).”

Mom blushed at that before saying, “You’d better love me! And your Grandma is having a hard time coping with the death of your Grandfather.”

“It’s been three years!”

“Well, four actually. She’s lonely, but the worst thing is people keep taking advantage of her and keep ripping her off. If it keeps up she’ll be broke before she knows it.”

“Jesus, if I’d known I would have tried to help her out.”

“That’s really nice of you, I will let her know!” Mom looked at me for several seconds before saying, “Getting back to you and Jill…”

“No mother! We’re done discussing my exploits with other women! And don’t you dare mention this to anybody! All of them needed what I could give them! If they need me again I’ll be more than ready to help them…”

“HELP THEM!”

“Yes, I’m ‘helping’ them! And they all love it!” I abruptly stood up saying, “This discussion is over!” and left the room. We didn’t speak the rest of the night.

********

Dad was in the kitchen when I got up. “What’s with the suit, dad?” I asked considering it was only 6:45.

“I’m flying to Honduras in 90 minutes for an important meeting. I won’t be back until Thursday so I’ll need you to take good care of your mother for me.” I thought ‘I’d really like to take better care of her than you do’ but I just nodded my head. “Oh I almost forgot these,” and he handed me an American Express card and a set of keys. “Happy birthday son, it’s parked in the driveway.” Then he reached out and shook my hand before walking off leaving me speechless. JESUS! HE SHOOK MY FUCKING HAND! Thanks for caring, dad!

I put the card and the keys in my pocket and waited for him to return so we could go look at it. Moments later he stuck his head in and said, “Call to activate the card, it’s got the number on it. There’s no limit, I pay it when I pay my own. And I started the insurance on the car so it’s good to drive! The limo’s here, so I’ll see you later! Have a happy birthday, son.” He didn’t say it like he meant it.

An hour later Mom came out wearing her nearly see-through nightgown and a sheer robe over it. I gave her a wolf whistle and she glared at me as she sleepily asked “Where’s your dad?”

“You’re kidding right?” I asked before going on, “Oh shit, you DON’T know! Um, he is just now flying out to some meeting in Honduras, said he’ll be back on Thursday!”

“That fucking shit head!”

“Exactly! But hey, tonight is on him,” I said pulling the card and keys from my pocket.

“What is it?”

“I don’t know, I was waiting for you to come outside with me. Come on.” We walked outside and found a brand new top of the line fire red Corvette sitting there with a bow on it. “Nice. I get this, a piece of plastic and a hand shake. WOW!”

Mom gave me a firm, long hug as we both told each other “happy birthday”. Finally she let me loose and said, “Well, I guess you win so I’ll be your date for the evening, my handsome young man!”

“I’m sorry to say that ‘I told you so’ but…I told you so! Now mother, for some rules for our date,” I said as mom winced at the word ‘rules’. “First, you will not be my mom; you will be Pam or Pamela. Second, I will not be your son, I will be Chad! Neither of us will mention our relationship. Do you agree so far?”

“Um…yes Chad.”

“Good, third, once we leave the house neither of us will mention Chuck’s name (Mom really laughed at that) and fourth, other than the first three there will be no rules! Agreed?”

“Ooooo, I love a man that knows how to take charge! Yes, I agree completely, Chad!”

“Good, now what does this card say?” I said as I saw the card tucked under the bow on the car hood. “Oh, the car was from both of you! Thanks mom, Pam,” I said as I stepped up to her and gave her a huge hug, my hands ending up on her ass cheeks as we pressed our bodies together. My hands slid up her back and then lifted her face to mine before I gave her a soft kiss on her lips. It wasn’t a hurried quick kiss, rather a long and gentle one.

After breaking the kiss I took her hand and walked her inside before saying, “Mom, I’ll meet you in your bedroom! I have to get your present!”

As I walked off mom softly said, “No rules,” before she headed to her room. I got there just ankara escort bayan a few seconds after she did and stepped right up to her, not stopping until we were less than a foot apart.

She looked up at me nervously before I pulled the small gift wrapped box from behind my back and held it out saying, “Happy birthday to the most beautiful woman I know! I love you Pamela!” I leaned in and gave her another brief kiss on her lips which she actually returned to me, unlike the first one where she just stayed in contact with me.

I watched her eyes light up when she saw the box was from the most prestigious Jewelry store in town, then as she slowly opened the purple box her eyes grew HUGE as she squealed and took out the long strand pearl necklace. “Oh my god Chad, I’ve always wanted one of these but your dad would never get me one! Oh thank you, Chad!” and my mom pulled me into her arms and hugged me tighter than she ever had, her barely covered breasts digging into my chest. Again my hands dropped to her rear and squeezed her ass as I pulled our hips even tighter together!

This time it was my mom who lifted her lips to mine and kissed me, her tongue slightly entering my mouth and just touching me own. Slowly she pushed away from me as she blushed before saying, “Oh Chad, you’ve made me so happy! How could you know I wanted these? How could you afford such an extravagant gift?”

“Oh Pamela, I’ve heard you rave about other women’s pearls so many times, only a fool would miss it! I finally gave up on Chuck getting it for you so I did it. And I used my own money that I earned doing odd jobs around the neighborhood.”

“I won’t ask what sort of jobs they were, but the pearls are simply lovely! They will look awesome with my new dress tonight. Oh thank you SO much!” mom exclaimed as she hugged me tight once more and gave me a slightly deeper kiss — this time her tongue was nearly all the way inside my mouth! It was quite a kiss and when we parted her eyes went instantly to my crotch where my 8 inch cock was trying to make a tent in my shorts.

I stepped back as we were both embarrassed by my reaction to her kiss. “Okay, you scram now! I have lots to do to get ready for my date tonight with the best man in town!”

“I’m going to make us some breakfast and then you can do everything you want to in order to get ready for tonight. However, you need to know that no matter what you wear, no matter how you do your hair, you are the most beautiful woman in the state! I love you Pamela!”

“Oh Chad, I love you too!” Then I backed out of her bedroom transfixed by the sight of her in her nearly see through nightgown and robe. My god she looked so hot!

I fixed a breakfast of sausage patties, scrambled eggs, whole wheat toast and coffee, surprised that Pamela walked into the room just as I was ready to call for her. She raved about my kitchen skills and ate a bigger breakfast than I could ever remember. After another hug and kiss mom was off to get her hair, nails and whatever fixed for tonight’s date.

While she was gone I called the high class restaurant where my dad had made the reservations. I gave them my last name and the manager was on the phone instantly saying, “Yes Mr. Peters, what may I do for you!” I told him to change the reservation from three people to two and to make certain that we got their best secluded intimate table. “Absolutely Mr. Peters, it shall be my pleasure to make certain you are most satisfied! Would there be anything else I can do for you?”

“Yes, when we arrive I do not want to wait for our table!”

“Absolutely, it will be ready for you, sir! We will seat you immediately on your arrival!” I thanked him and hung up the phone laughing that being my dad’s son did have some benefits. Then I took a short drive in my new car before taking it home and giving it a good wash and wax.

Six hours later mom called to tell me she was on her way home, and I was not to peak at her. She wanted me to be surprised later when she was ready. I was a gentleman and stayed in my room until she called out that I could come out of my room but I still mustn’t peek. I was ready to go in my suit and had been pacing as I waited for my mom to be ready when she called to me. “Chad, honey, please come help me! I can’t get this right!”

I slowly opened her door and beheld the most incredibly beautiful creature on earth. I whistled but she took my breath away so it was a lousy one. She had the pearls in one hand and was trying to clasp the dress behind her neck and she looked at me with a helpless face saying, “Can you do my dress?”

“Sure Pamela,” I said as I stepped towards her. Just before I reached her the two ends of her dress straps slipped from her fingers and dropped leaving her naked from the waist up. She gasped and nearly dropped the pearls as she tried to gather up her dress. “Pamela, let me do it!” I said authoritatively and she smiled at me as her hands slowly went to her sides. Stepping up to her I said, “You look so beautiful, Pamela, you always do. But tonight you look positively stunning!” As I slipped her dress back up the backs of my hands softly dragged across her nipples causing her to gasp as her body shook lightly. I reached around her, our bodies nearly touching and fastened her dress on the back of her neck.

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Nearly five years ago, Sandy and I moved to a suburb of Atlanta near my new job in the publishing industry and we soon found a new church that we liked.

Like what happens so often when you join a new church, we were soon asked to help out with the planning and production of the new Church Membership Directory. I had planned on using a professional photographer with the proviso that he or she be able to sell the prints to the members and provide a photo for the directory at no charge to the church.

As soon as it was announced that I was heading up the project, a man approached me to ask if he could do the photography. Being a bit leery of his actual talents, I asked to see some of his work before I made any decisions. Sandy and I had met Bill, the photographer in question, and his wife, Marybeth, he was in his forties, a bit stocky like a former high school football player and Marybeth was a few years younger, short, like five feet tall short, and really quite pretty.

We arranged to meet at his house to look over some of his work and when we arrived, he showed me through his home pointing out the many photos he had framed on his walls.

After, in his kitchen, having a beer, he asked, “Well, what do you think, David?”

“Well, I like your work but they were basically all landscapes. Do you have any portraits I can see?”

“Oh, sure, lots. They’re on the computer, come on in the office,” and I followed him down the hall where we sat in front of his computer as our wives stayed and talked in the living room.

In a few seconds, he was scrolling through and came to a portrait of his wife and he stopped at that one. It really showed just how beautiful she was and I told him so.

He smiled and scrolled through some others and came to one of her in a pair of quite short shorts and a white blouse, open on top and tied at the bottom.

“Oh, wow, is she nice, Bill.”

He smiled and chuckled, “If you can keep a secret, I’ll show you a few that are even better.”

“Sure,” and he took out the disc and put in another and soon had some shots of Marybeth sitting on the edge of a pool in a very skimpy bikini.

“Yes, she’s really a pretty woman, Bill. Lucky you.”

Then he scrolled past a few more and stopped on one, also poolside, now with her top off. She had beautiful breasts, just right for her size, round, full, firm and crowned with pretty pink nipples.

“Oh, she’s beautiful, Bill.”

“I can tell you like her photos, David,” he said as he nodded down to my crotch. Well, there was no hiding it, you’d be hard, too.

“Geez, Bill, I’m sorry, it’s…”.

“Hey, David, I know better than anybody, Marybeth’s a beauty. Look, guy, she makes me hard, too,” as he nods down to his own bulge. “She’s hot, I understand if seeing these makes you horny, it does me, too. Wait ’til you see these,” and he opens another file and we’re looking at several nude shots of her, some of her standing with her legs apart, some sitting, some laying down, and finally, one from behind her, legs spread open, bent over and looking back at the camera.

“Show me a man that could ever resist that, David.”

“She is gorgeous, just stunning.”

“Wouldn’t you just like to lick that?”

How am I to answer that? All is did was mumble, ‘Mmm.”

“Let’s see, where are, oh, here,” and he opens a new file and here is Marybeth, naked sucking a cock, evidently his.

“A few tripod shots. Nice, huh?”

“Oh, here’s some of her with her vibrator,” and he unzips his fly and pulls out his cock and began stroking it.

“Go ahead, David, get it out and enjoy yourself, courtesy of Marybeth.”

“Um, well, I’m straight, Bill, you know.”

“Hell, I am, too, but why not enjoy the show? Right?”

Well, I was hard as hell and thought, why not, and pulled mine out and started enjoying the show.

Soon, he had some shots of Marybeth sucking a cock and it was definitely not Bill’s.

“Oh, these are of a friend of ours, Marcel, and, unfortunately, he’s moved away. Um, Marybeth and I kind of, well, we fool around a bit, you know, other people, stuff like that,” he said as he showed some photos of MaryBeth and this other man fucking as we both sat there stroking like a couple of twelve-year olds.

Then, another file of someone shooting pictures of Bill and Marybeth fucking and this is when I started cumming, soon followed by Bill.

He reached over and handed me a box of tissues and we both proceeded to clean ourselves up.

“Yeah, Marybeth keeps hoping to find someone to take Marcel’s place. And seeing your big one, David, I can tell you that you meet her prime qualification. You think that’s something you might want to do, David? I think she’d like you.”

“Oh, wow, I don’t know. Um, what about Sandy?”

“Well, I think she’d be more comfortable just starting out with you, you know, to begin with. Should I ask her?”

“Well, uh, Sandy and I have done a few things ourselves, you know, with other couples and things.”

“Well, there she is and I can tell you that she’s not just beautiful çatalca escort which you can see, she’s also a sexual wildcat. God, she loves sex. It’s your chance.”

I told him I’d be willing and that I thought it would be nice to include my wife if things worked out with just me in the beginning.

I did just what you would do and it ended up that Bill did the Church Membership Directory.

They were at the grocery store a few days later and Marybeth gave me a hug and kiss as we met and said, “Bill, tells me that we should have you over sometime soon. Is there a time we could get together, um, with just you?”

“Well, I suppose I could tell Sandy I have a meeting about the Church Directory. Sure, when’s good for you?”

So, it was set that next Thursday, I would go to their house in the evening. Bill met me at the door and led me into their family room and poured some wine. Just then, Marybeth came in and said hello and sat with Bill across from me.

We talked about this and that, art and politics and the like, when Marybeth changed the subject.

“Bill’s mentioned to you why you’re here, right?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” I said smiling.

“He tells me you rather liked the photos he took of me, especially some of them with him and the other guy.”

“They were pretty great, Marybeth, you are one beautiful, sexy woman.”

“Thank you, that’s nice of you. So, you’ve seen me, pretty much all of me, do I get to see you, David? He tells me you’re nicely-endowed. I’d love to see your cock.”

Now, we are all dressed like any neighborhood get-together, casual clothes, she was dressed, actually, so she could go right from here to church if she wished. So, don’t think she was wearing sultry, sexy clothes, she wasn’t.

“Um, yeah, uh,” and I leaned back to unzip my fly and pull open my belt. Then I stood up and lowered my pants to the floor and stepped out of them. My boxers were next and I tugged them down and stood there, of course, quite erect.

“Come close, David, so Marybeth can see,” so I stepped over to the sofa and stood there in front of her. I figured that, so far, things were going okay as she was smiling, then she reached forward and took me and squeezed gently.

“There’s only been one other man that I’ve been with and I think Bill told you that he has moved away. So, that’s why we asked you here. Perhaps you and I could have some fun together. What do you think?”

She was still holding my cock as I said, “I’ve seen your photos and there isn’t a man alive that would not want sex with you, Marybeth.”

“And, you have a nice cock, David, long and nice and thick. Bill was right,” and she leaned forward and slid her lips over me and began to suck as I stood there.

It had been a while since any woman other than my wife had sucked my cock. Sandy does a great job of it, I think any woman does who really enjoys doing it and she does. We’ve had swaps with a few couples over the years and each wife has always been great at sucking my cock. I think if you’re sexed-up enough to spouse-swap, you’re probably going to give a great blowjob.

One thing about Marybeth was, she was determined. She was sucking me like there was nothing else going on in the whole world.

“Marybeth, hon, hon, you should take your clothes off, okay?” Bill asked and she lifted off me, looked back at him, then stood up and started disrobing. She was soon naked and even prettier than she was when Bill showed me her photos on his computer.

As she was kneeling back down to resume sucking me, I asked her, “Um, I’d really want to fuck you Marybeth, and if you suck me until I cum, then it won’t be as good.”

“But I want to taste your cum. We can fuck but I want you to cum on my mouth.”

Well, whatever, I figured as she continued to suck me. Bill had gotten up out of his chair and was sitting behind her fingering her pussy as she sucked me off.

Then, in a few minutes, right about the time I began groaning, she raised up and lay down on the floor with her legs spread as her husband was taking his clothes off. I soon had mine off and was kneeling down between her legs rubbing my cock up and down her slit and she suddenly pushed down engulfing herself on my prick as I began fucking her in and out.

Bill was across from us stroking himself as he said, “Fuck her, David, fuck her good. She loves it, right hon?”

“Mmm,” she moaned as I went on and on, fucking her fast as she wiggled and thrust under me.

“Mmm, oh, good, yes, yes, mmm, oh, I love your cock, David, mmm, ooooh, yes, ooooh, right there, mmm, OOOOH, UUUH, UUH, mmm, oh, fuck me more, cum in me, David.”

“Mmm, yeah, I won’t be long,” I murmured and she dumped me over and plunged her mouth over my cock and began sucking furiously as Bill got up and stood over her spraying his cum all over her back and neck.

She was sucking me so hard that my orgasm rose very quickly and I began to spurt into her mouth as she greedily sucked and licked and swallowed. She sucked the tip for another minute, then esenyurt escort lifted off, squeezed my cock up from the base, milking it of any residual cum while she licked back and forth getting it all.

She finally raised up, looked up at me, smiled and said, “Oh, David, I love the taste of your cum,” and turned to her husband and said, “Congratulations, hon, you found me a new lover whose cum I just adore.”

Wow. This woman was a sexual tiger. She kept sucking me and swung her leg up over me and pushed her wet pussy down on my face smearing her juices all over me as I tried to tongue her. I say, tried, that what I was doing, trying. Marybeth was just frantic with sex. She sucked me until I had a second orgasm and then she bucked back and forth across my upraised tongue until she cummed.

“Mmm, David, you were good, hon, I think we’re gonna get along really well. I hope you like to fuck and are horny all the time?” she asked.

“Well, my wife and I have done some partners stuff in the past and I think she’d like to be part of it if that’s okay with the two of you.”

“It’s just been a guy for me with us, at least so far, um, what do you think, Bill, you want to fuck Sandy, you think?” she asked her husband.

“She’s pretty and rather sexy in her way. We haven’t done a foursome before, just with Marcel, sure, why not, more the merrier, huh?”

So it was okay with them, now to see what Sandy thought of a new couple hook-up.

When I got home, Sandy was in bed reading.

“How was your meeting?”

“Pretty good, got some things finalized, that was good. Um, turns out that we got to talking about, um, well, sex. Couple sex, swapping, stuff like that. Seems they’ve done a bit, too.”

“Oh, really, well you never know I guess until you know. You get my meaning, right?”

“Yeah, so, anyway, it kind of proceeded a bit and they wonder if we’d like to match up with them, do a swap.”

“Really. It’s been, what, three, maybe four years, since we were with Fred and Arlene. That was great, we really liked each of them. Well, Bill’s a nice-looking guy, pretty handsome. You like her, Marybeth?”

I figured that I would just keep my earlier sex with Marybeth off the table at this point, “Yeah, she’s pretty sexy. Maybe not as much as you are in that pretty negligee, but she’s nice, yeah, sure.”

“I put this on for a reason, here, let me slip it off. Any ideas?” as she pulled her nighty over her head and sat there with her pretty breasts beckoning me. I was getting a bit hard, after all, I’d had an ejaculation earlier and I’m sure not sixteen any longer.

“Kinda tired but if you can give me a little suck I think we can make this work,” I added as I got undressed and walked to her side of the bed, my cock at about half-mast.

My wife, as always, eagerly took me into her mouth and began the luscious sucking that I so love about her, I really think she could make a dildo cum.

And her oral magic worked once again as I mounted her and fucked my way to a wonderful conclusion to my sensuous night with newcomers.

We did discuss the foursome idea the next day and Sandy was agreeable so I called Bill and told him. Things were set for Saturday at their house with a sleepover after. That may sound like a kids outing but it was to be purely adult.

It’s always somewhat nervous the first meeting with a new swinging couple but, unknown to Sandy, I already had gotten over my unease and was now greatly looking forward to sex with Marybeth again.

Chapter 2

We brought a bottle of champagne which was opened as soon as we got settled in their family room. We all toasted to the fun we expected tonight and went into their dining room and began dinner.

Marybeth began, “Well, you’ve heard of progressive dinners, I thought tonight we would progress through dinner taking off an article of clothing beginning with each course. We’re having four courses, so you can plan ahead for it to come out right at the end. And, the end is naked, in case you’re wondering.”

We all smiled and sipped more champagne as they brought out dishes to the table and began serving. They already had their shirts off, Marybeth in a nice, black lacy half-bra, one that showed the top of her nipples every time she bent over to serve our plates.

As she handed me my plate, she lingered, looking me in the eyes as my eyes dwelt on her ample chest.

Sandy and I had also taken off our tops and my wife had chosen my favorite bra of hers, a sexy pushup style that really emphasized her boobs.

“I love that bra, Sandy, you’ll have to tell me where you bought it. Maybe next time we’ll both wear the same style.”

Our appetizer course was soon out of the way and they came in with our salad course, Marybeth all nice and topless, as Sandy reached behind and took hers off as well.

“Very pretty, Sandy, just lovely,” said Bill.

“Thank you, I was hoping you’d like them,” and we began our salads.

“This is a great idea, Marybeth, stripping for each course,” I said. Of course, etiler escort I would.

“Just came to me this afternoon, really, product of my naughty mind, I suppose,” and we all toasted her naughty mind.

The main course, as you must know by now, was eaten in our underwear, briefs or boxers, in my case, and panties. Marybeth in black, Sandra in pink. We all cleared the table and took everything out to the kitchen and Marybeth served up dessert as we all took off our remaining clothes.

After dessert, we all went back to our host’s bedroom, each of us now paired off, I was with Marybeth, Bill was with Sandy. Each couple stood together and kissed and held each other for a few minutes with hands roaming all around, then Marybeth led me to her bed and sat me down as she knelt between my legs and bent down to suck me.

Sandy was laid back on the bed and Bill was down eating her, something I know she loves. There are times when she’ll just come and get me and lead me to the bedroom and have me do her orally. And sex isn’t sex with Sandy unless I go down on her first. Like I said, she loves it.

And Marybeth was pleasuring me like she did before. Bill had told me that she’s cock-hungry and just loves sucking him off all the time. Often once or twice a day, quite a woman.

As she’s sucking me, my wife is having an orgasm from Bill’s tongue, I’ve heard her so many times, I know it’s a good one and I’m about to cum myself.

“OH, OOH, UUH, uh, uh,” I moaned as Marybeth sucked all my cum out. Oh, it was so good.

“Marybeth, you are so good, I hope you let me do you now,” and she sat on the edge of the bed, laid back and lifted her legs up so I could eat her out. As I did, I watched Bill climbing up in the middle of Sandy’s legs, his cock bouncing as he went, then Sandy lifting her legs up while he pressed into her.

Marybeth was sopping wet, her pussy is the wettest I’ve ever encountered, she was just drooling out from between her legs. I kept licking and really couldn’t keep up.

I held her open and licked back and forth, then began flicking my tongue into her as I rubbed one side of her opening with my finger, something that always got Sandy going.

“Mmm, that feels good, David, really good, oh, I like you the way you do my pussy. Just lovely.”

As I have said, Sandy and I had done some swapping in the past and it always sparked-up our own sex, even at home just the two of us. There’s just something erotic about pairing off and fucking someone else’s wife while her hubby is fucking yours. It just raises your sex life up to a new level. It may not be for everyone but it’s something that I now see that I’ve missed in our lives since we’ve moved here.

As Sandy moaned across the bed, Marybeth moaned under my tongue and soon she was writhing and squirming as an orgasm began to take her over. She began bucking my tongue right as I heard the familiar sounds of Sandy having an orgasm as Bill fucked her right next to us.

Then, I got up and began fucking Marybeth as Sandy was being orally pleasured by Bill. What a night.

She had lifted her feet straight up in the air, legs wide as I plunged down into, then pulled back up, taking my cock all the way out, then right back down driving past her pussy’s wet lips to deep inside her.

“Mmm, David, yes, you are just what I’ve wanted. I hope you are happy with me?”

“Wonderful, Marybeth, you just feel wonderful. So nice inside, you make my cock feel so good.”

Bill and Sandy were laying together kissing and feeling each other as I continued to fuck into Marybeth.

“You two look so hot, don’t they Bill?” my wife asked.

“Yeah, they’re making my cock hard again just watching them. I think I could do it again if you want to, Sandy.”

“That’s why I’m here, to get fucked by you, Bill,” and she got up on her hands and knees and Bill entered her from behind.

“David, that looks good, let’s do doggie, too,” Marybeth said, so I pulled out of her as she got up next to my wife and I led my cock up to her wet pussy and pushed deep.

Now, Sandy and I had done it like this before with one of the couples we used to swap with. Both wives would get up on the bed next to each other and the husbands would get up between the other wife’s legs and fuck and fuck, sometimes going in and out at the same cadence, both couples in sync.

Sometimes we would trade off and fuck our own wives, then move back and forth.

“We’re gonna hold still, girls, you two fuck us for a bit,” Bill said and he and I both knelt there as the two women rocked back and forth on our cocks.

“Mmm, Marybeth, you feel so good to me when you fuck my cock like this.”

“I want to make you cum in me, fill me up.”

Sandy, next to me, fucking Bill’s cock back and forth, began to twist her hips around and Marybeth soon started the same. They were both in front of Bill and me, twirling their hips, their breasts swaying back and forth, as each husband arched his cock into the other wife’s wet pussy.

Bill and I cummed in less than a minute apart as our wives followed right behind. We each were squeezing cum and juices out of the pussy we were fucking which was running down both their legs. All four of us slumped down and joined in a group grope and hug. Marybeth got up and turned out the lights and we all eventually fell asleep in one fucked-out heap.

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I was a fresh off the boat foreign grad student. The first semester was tough in terms of adjusting to the new environment and being away from family and friends. What made it worst was the long distant relationship with my girlfriend back home. With thousands of miles between us, and no cheaper way to communicate (pre-social media days) the relationship didn’t last long, thereby adding to my depression. Luckily, the university had internet available 24/7, and from there started my journey into yahoo chat (Yep! I am that old). I started chatting and made some friends. I grew especially close to one of them, Millie. We exchanged phone numbers, and soon Millie and I were in a relationship. She was from out of town studying at another university. Every minute that we were not in our classes, we spent talking on the phone.

We exchanged pictures (non-nude) over the email. What I could gather from her pics was that Millie had a beautiful cleavage, but I couldn’t assess the rest of her body since, in most of her pics she would be wearing regular clothes such as jeans t-shirts etc. nothing too sexy. Some of the pics did show her tight ass and strong thighs. That was enough for my imagination to run wild. I would masturbate several times a day, thinking about her and the things I would do to her. It goes without saying that much of our conversation over the phone was sexual. The more sexual the conversation got, the more softly I would talk since I was sharing the apartment with a few other students.

The busy semester kept us from meeting up. It was a 3-hour drive from her town to mine. Finally, we both couldn’t take it any longer. It was decided that she would drive up to my place, the weekend before the Thanksgiving weekend, because she would obviously be spending the Thanksgiving holidays with her family, who lived an hour away from her university.

Finally, the day came. I had already ordered my roommates to get the hell out of the apartment after breakfast and not show up till evening. The bell rang, I checked myself in the mirror one last time and opened the door. There she was, nervous and utterly beautiful. Her long hair was let loose. There was very minimal makeup on her face. Her slender neck was adorned with a tiny heart-shaped pendant which was given to her by her grandmother. She looked gorgeous in a light-yellow shirt which showed just enough cleavage and there was the birth mark, a little to the left. The shirt was neatly tucked into a black skirt, which stopped a little above the knees. The skirt hugged her hips giving me a pretty good idea of the fantastic ass it was covering.

I quickly returned from my thoughts and invited her in. I knew that there would be the initial awkwardness since we were meeting for the first time. If I didn’t do something to get over it as soon as possible, then I would be stuck in this twilight zone. As soon as she was in, I said “Welcome,” istanbul rus escort and hugged her tightly while whispering in her ear, “I missed you so much.” I made sure that my lips touched her ears lobes gently. She smiled and managed a “me too” under her breath.

I gestured her to sit on the sofa and went into the kitchen to get some juice. She took the seat next to the sofa arm. I handed her the juice and sat next to her. I put her legs across my lap, took her shoes off and began gently massaging her feet.

“How was the drive?” I asked.

“Not too bad. I left early so, I missed the early hours traffic. Plus, I drove crazy fast.”

“You were that desperate to see me?” I asked with a naughty smile.

“You have no idea,” she said with a naughty wink and began to gently rub her feet together. Her skirt slipped a little above her knees and my hands began to move up gently massaging and touching her. My hands were between her thighs. She had well-toned thighs and of course she had waxed them a day or so ago. As my hand proceeded further, making gentle circles along her inner thighs, she closed her eyes and was biting her lips. I touched her silk panties. They were soaking wet.

As I touched her pussy lips through the panties. The pleasure was uncontrollable, she arrested my hand with her thighs. I used my other hand to unbutton her shirt…gently…one by one. She had the most perfect pair of breasts covered by a black lacey bra. The plunge bra accentuated her beautiful cleavage. The scent oozing out of her cleavage was mesmerizing. I proceeded to touch her boobs but the position we were in, made it difficult to move my left hand. I dropped the idea of using my hand and began kissing her breasts. She helped by unclasping the front-clasp bra. He beautiful breast lay exposed with an exquisite small pink nipple. My eyes widened with excitement and lust.

My lips and tongue got closer to her nipple she used both her hands to push my head into her bosom. I licked the tip of the nipple and took it in my moist mouth. She let out a very audible moan, spreading her legs a little. My hand could once again start exploring the curves and crevices between her thighs. Her pussy was dripping wet. I moved her panties a little to the side and just then, the damn phone rang. We both looked into each other’s eyes. Reluctantly, but I wanted to pick up the phone. As soon as I moved a bit, my hand was arrested again and her eyes begged me not to move. She was at the peak of excitement, where a little flick to her clit would make her come. She didn’t want me to pick up the phone but I was worried that it might be my roomies giving me a curtsey call before coming in.

“It could be my roomies coming back home. I really need to get this.” I whispered.

“Please don’t,” she managed to say. Then continued with “They are back so early, should kadıköy escort they?”

“They shouldn’t be but, I don’t know.” I said

I kissed her on her lips and I didn’t feel like letting go of them. Meanwhile, the damn phone kept on ringing. I broke the kiss and picked up the phone. Millie got off the sofa and while fixing her clothes mouthed “Where is the bathroom?” I gestured with my hand while speaking into the phone.

“Hello” I said, a little irritated.

“Oh Kumar. I am glad I caught you. Look, the data from the last experiment is too noisy. Can you run it again.”

“Sure. I will setup the experiment first thing Monday morning.”

“That won’t do. Something has come up, I won’t be available all week next week. I was hoping you could run it now and send the data by this evening.”

“Emmm…OK Dr.Snyder.”

He hung up.

“Son of a bitch!” I muttered as soon as I put the phone down.

“What’s the matter?” She asked coming out of the bathroom.

I put my arm around her waist, drew her close to me. With my other hand in her hair, I kissed her gently on her lips, chin, cheek, ear and said, “My professor called. He wants me to run an experiment now.”

“right now?”

“I am afraid so!”

She looked very disappointed. “How long will it take?” She asked.

“About an hour to set it up and then we can go for lunch while it is running, and it should be done by the time we come back.”

“OK” she said, still disappointed.

We drove to the University in her car. We didn’t talk till we got in the lab which, at this time of the weekend was totally deserted. I started working on setting up the experiment. To placate Millie, I got her a can of Coke and logged on to one of the computers, so she could pass time while I worked. Soon she got busy browsing and sending emails and I, in my experiment.

As my luck would have it, no successes setting up the experiment even after an hour. The equipment was constantly giving trouble. An hour turned to two by the end of which she lost her cool.

“That’s it.” She said. “I have had enough of this shit. I am hungry and late. I need to drive back.”

“But…” I began to say something but one look at her and I knew I had fucked up. I didn’t even bother finishing the sentence.

“I am sorry Millie,” is all I could say. “Come, let’s get something to eat and you can head back home,” I said extending my hand.

“Don’t bother,” was the instant reply. She went out the door and as she slammed it behind her, my fingers got caught and I let out a yelp in agony. I managed to open the door with my other hand and ran after her, clutching my injured hand. She turned around and I stopped, thinking she would come back. She looked my hand, and me.

“I said, go away. I don’t want to talk to you right now.” I saw her walk away, out of the building kartal escort and perhaps out of my life.

I wanted to but, didn’t have the luxury at this point, of dwelling on my sad saga. I had to fix the fucking experiment and send the fucking results to the motherfucking professor.

I went back to the lab, slammed the door shut and proceed to work on the experiment. Somehow in all this confusion I could think clearly, and this time figured out the problem and fixed it. An hour later I heard the beep of the machine coming to a stop. I looked at the computer which said, “Run Successful!” I let out a sigh of relief at the fact that at least something was going right. I attached the file to the email and was about to hit send when I heard a knock on the door. “Son of a bitch couldn’t even wait for the email…had to come down to look at the results,” I almost said it out loud. I opened the door to see Millie, crying and sobbing. She pushed the door ajar and hugged me.

“I am so sorry,” she said.

I knew it was my fault to begin with, but she hurt me bad. I didn’t want to look into her. Looking down, I just said “It’s OK,” as dryly as I could.

“No, no. Please look at me.” She said, taking my face in her hands, she started kissing me while saying, “I am sorry baby…I am so sorry baby.” She kissed me on my eyes, my forehead, my cheek and my lips. I couldn’t resist any longer. I responded. We began kissing passionately. I put my hands on her waist, as I kissed her. I realized how thin her waist was. My hands proceeded further down. I squeezed her ass with both hands. I lifted her skirt up and began squeezing her ass again. I tried to remove her wet soaking panties. She said, “No, It’s my turn now”.

She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. She went down on her knees and gently pulled down my boxers. My cock sprang up. She looked up at me. I saw a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. She bit her lower lip and ran her tongue against the upper lip making sure her mouth is moist. She held my cock with one hand at the base and put the tip in her mouth, all the while looking straight into my eyes. Her left hand grabbed my ass. She worked slowly, taking more and more of it in her mouth. I immediately realized she was in the mood to tease me. I couldn’t take it any longer. I tried to hold her head and fuck her mouth, but she slapped my hand away and grabbed my balls with her left hand. Anytime I would get aggressive and push my cock deep into her mouth she squeezed my balls. She was in charge.

After sucking my cock for a while, she gave her jaws some rest and started stroking it with her hand. All through this, she didn’t take her gaze off me. When I could take it no longer, I held her with a tuft of her hair and started fucking her mouth. I don’t know why, but the memory of her humiliating me an hour ago, came flooding back. I guess she saw the expression on my face change. She wanted me to have my revenge. She wanted me to take charge. I held her hair and proceeded to fuck her mouth, pushing my cock deep into her throat and holding it there for as long as I felt like. Finally, I shot a huge load of cum in her mouth and on her face. She smiled and we both realized we were even.

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