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Sandra has circled the block three times since the store front Santa waved at her. She had smiled and waved back as she drove past and then she had a thought; wouldn’t it be great to give the holiday spirit to that man dressed as Santa for all his hard work?

The idea spurred her pussy into action and very quickly she was wet. At the back of her mind, however, she thought it was too wrong and too weird. So she decided to circle around and that turned into another drive by and another. Finally after the fourth time around she decides to pull over. She rolls down the window and waves to the waving Santa.

The store front Santa rushes over to her window and peeks in. “Can I help you miss?” he asks. “I saw you drive by several times.”

“I think you can,” she says putting her hand out the window and over his cock.

Instead of pushing her away he smiles through the white fluffy beard. “I believe Santa can help you.”

He opens the door to the back and slides in. Sandra puts the car into drive and pulls into the nearest parking lot. Turning off the car she slips into the backseat with Santa and quickly gets busy. She opens his pants to quickly release his hard cock. It curves up pointing toward his face as he lay back in the seat watching her. She takes his cock in her hand; it feels nice, very hard and warm as it twitches with her touch.

Sandra leans down and licks it causing it to twitch more. She runs her tongue up the whole length of his shaft then she circles it around his cockhead, eliciting a moan from Santa. She starts pumping the shaft of his cock while licking his cockhead. After ataşehir escort bayan a few moments she takes his cockhead into her mouth and starts to suck on it tasting the precum that oozes out. Her free hand begins fondling his balls and her lips start to glide down his length until she has to stop jacking him off and slide further down his cock, letting it hit the back of her throat.

Santa lets out a long and slow groan, throwing his had back against the seat. Sandra pulls back, grazing her teeth along his shaft, causing his whole body to shake slightly with pleasure. She slides down and pulls back grazing her teeth along again. She repeats this faster and faster until she is ready then she slides down further onto his cock all the way to his balls, his cock hits the back of her mouth and down her throat.

She swallows to pull him in deeper. The contractions around his cockhead cause him to moan loader than before and then with a grunt he tries to pull out, but Sandra’s hands grab him tight and pulls him back in deep as he starts to pulse and sends a hot load of sticky cum into her throat.

“Oh fuck,” he grunts.

She keeps swallowing the cum which keeps stimulating his super sensitive cock until he is milked dry. He pulls back out of her mouth with a slurping noise. His cock still wet with cum drips out, slipping over her chin, leaving a pearly white line down it.

Before Santa’s cock even has the chance to soften, Sandra climbs onto his lap, straddling him and pushing his cock up between them. She unbuttons her blouse then presses herself into his body. The heat escort kadıköy of his cock pulses against her stomach. Her lips brush against his and his cock twitches.

Softly, she presses her lips to his through the fluffy white beard. He responds by putting his hands on her hips and then running the length up her back to her neck and pulls her in closer. Sandra’s lips part slightly as she lets her tongue slip through to brush his lips. He opens them slightly, allowing her tongue to intertwine with his. As they stay locked in this embrace, he helps to remove her pants, revealing her panties-less pussy. Sandra’s hands slip down and take hold of his shaft. She leans forward, pressing herself right up to his ear and whispers, “It looks like Santa has a big gift for me.”

“Santa always has the right gift,” he says with a smile.

Sandra helps guide his cock into her warm, wet pussy and then with both hands Santa grabs her hips, pulling her down into his cock, thrusting it deep into her. With each of his thrusts, she thrusts back onto him forcing him in deeper and harder. His cock feels so big as he pumps it into her tight pussy. As he thrust in he leans forward to kiss her. She meets him halfway and their lips lock in a much heavier manner. Her tongue explores his mouth as she lets him explore hers.

Then burying her head into his neck, she starts to feel her orgasm getting closer. Then unexpectantly, his hands grab her around the waist, picking her up. He guides her to turn around and lean over between the front seats and immediately thrusts back in, causing the force of the thrust to bostancı escort greatly increase.

By this point, Sandra is gasping for breath. He thrusts his enormous cock violently into her, leaning his weight on top of her back. And then she feels the orgasm truly come to a peak and waves after waves of pleasure wash over her whole body, causing her to shudder uncontrollably.

“Oh, fuck yes Santa!” she screams.

It leaves her gasping for air, but he doesn’t stop. He increases his speed, thrusting hard and fast into her over sensitive pussy again and again. He sits up as best as he can and presses his weight onto her ass cheeks, spreading them wider apart and exposing her completely to him.

The force of his fucking is jolting her whole body. Her breasts bounce against the shifter, hitting her nipples, sending another wave of pleasure shooting through her. She can soon feel another orgasm building like a wave of pleasure filling up, waiting to burst and rock her body to its very core. By Santa’s grunting and groaning she knows he too is nearing his climax.

“Santa’s going to cum,” he says loudly. “I’m going to bust all over you.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” she answers. “Fill me up with your hot cum!”

He stops thrusting and buries himself deep into her. His cock pulsates, shooting his load into her pussy. The feeling of his cock pumping into her finally sends her over the edge and her body goes into a spasm. Her whole body tenses as her pussy violently contracts repeatedly around his cock, milking it dry.

They lie there exhausted as he pulls his cock out of her. It is immediately followed by a trail of cum leaking out of her pussy and onto the floorboard. Sandra lies there, leaning her head against the dash and says, “Thank you Santa.”

He replaces his cock in his pants and opens the door, stepping out. “My pleasure, Sandra.”

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“Don’t look, don’t look, don’t look.”

Ignoring her own advice, Steph turned her head and glanced at the clock. When she saw the time, 2:36, she groaned out loud. Tom wouldn’t be home for another four hours at best—longer if his plane back from Chicago was late. And let’s face it, she thought, these days airline flights were almost always late.

She fought off a sudden wave of panic, forcing herself to take several deep breaths. As she did so, she became aware of a gentle throbbing between her legs. At the moment it was like a distant drumbeat, so faint she wasn’t quite sure it was even there. But Steph knew what was about to happen. With each passing minute, the drumbeat would become louder and more insistent until it could no longer be ignored. Until it demanded her full attention.

As she paced the kitchen floor, an idea popped into her head in that odd way ideas sometimes do. “Oh, please,” she thought to herself. “I’m not that desperate.” But as she continued to pace back and forth—and as the pulsing in her groin gradually intensified—the idea blossomed and grew.

“Why not?” she finally asked herself. “Why the hell not?”

She reached the refrigerator in three quick strides and threw open the door.

****

During the first three months of her pregnancy, Steph was convinced that she’d never want to have sex again.

Ever.

She’d said as much to her husband one night. When he slid a tentative hand onto her hip—his “testing the waters” move—she’d pushed it off so hard she almost knocked him out of bed.

“Are you out of your mind?” she’d snarled. “You’re the one who did this to me. Even if I ever want to have sex again—which I won’t—you’re never getting any.”

She’d apologized the next morning. She even gave him a hand job to relieve his frustration. But he’d barely started to ejaculate when she had to run to the bathroom to throw up.

Running to the bathroom had become a regular part of Steph’s routine during her first trimester. She’d spent hours kneeling on the cold tiles, hugging the toilet like a long-lost friend while she puked and dry heaved into the porcelain bowl. It was a good thing she worked at home as a freelance writer because she couldn’t have even made it into an office let alone lasted the day there. Just walking from one room to another made her queasy.

And then—as if by magic—the nausea passed and her sex drive returned. Except that it didn’t feel like her sex drive. It was as if someone had thrown a switch that instantly turned her libido from off to hyper drive. Or to put it another way, it felt like she was channeling the sex drive of a raging nymphomaniac.

Steph had read in one of her many pregnancy books that some women experienced an increase in libido during the second trimester. Since she’d read it between bouts of vomiting, she’d dismissed it as the stuff of fantasy.

Now she found herself masturbating several times a day: on her back, on her knees, astride the arm of the living room sofa. The word horny didn’t begin to cover what she was feeling, and the relief she got from her orgasms was fleeting at best. Less than hour after she came, she’d feel her clit stir back to life, and before she knew it she was a desperate housewife again.

Tom had been delighted at first. It was like a return to the first steamy weeks of their relationship when they did it on any available surface at every available moment. But after a few weeks even Tom seemed to be tiring. He’d actually complained one morning that his dick was getting sore, but Steph had refused to take no for an answer.

“Suck it up and fuck me,” she’d demanded, shocking both herself and her husband. He’d done as he was told.

****

Lying on her back on the kitchen floor, her skirt and panties down around her ankles, Steph rubbed the tip of the cucumber back and forth between her legs. Her clit was now humming like a turbo generator, and her upper thighs were sticky from her juices. The cucumber was bigger than any cock she’d ever seen, and the more she thought about putting it inside her the hotter she felt.

With a growing sense of urgency, she kicked off her skirt and panties so she could spread her legs further apart. After wetting the cucumber with saliva, she positioned its narrower end at her opening and ataşehir escort let it slip in and out of her cunt. She let out an involuntary moan as she gradually worked three-quarters of it inside her.

Steph began to move the cucumber back and forth in her pussy with one hand while she massaged her clit with the other. The smooth cool skin of the vegetable felt wonderful inside her, and she could feel the throbbing intensify. A sudden image of what she must look like flashed through her head, and she laughed out loud, momentarily losing her concentration.

“This is what I’ve been reduced to,” she thought. “I’m fucking a cucumber on the kitchen floor.”

The peal of the doorbell triggered instant panic. Steph bolted to a sitting position, trying desperately to remember if she’d locked the door when Tom left. She sat frozen for a moment, hoping whoever it was would give up and go away.

But the doorbell rang again, followed by a familiar voice.

“Hello, Mrs. Holton? It’s Will from across the street.”

Steph groaned. Tom had reminded her the night before that he’d hired Will, the neighbors’ son, to clean up the basement. Will had just finished his first year of college and was looking to earn some extra money by doing odd jobs in the neighborhood.

“Coming,” she called and winced at her unfortunate choice of words. If only, she thought.

Pulling the cucumber out of her vagina, she looked around wildly for a moment, as if searching for a hiding place, but finally deposited it in the sink. Then she quickly pulled on her panties and skirt. She stopped for a moment in the hallway to collect herself and smooth her hair before opening the front door.

“Hi Will,” she said, doing her best to sound casual.

“Hello.”

Will’s eyes slid down from Steph’s face to her chest, like a magnet to metal, and she inwardly kicked herself. During the first four months of her pregnancy, Steph’s normally B-cup breasts had grown a full cup size, making her feel like a Victoria’s Secret model. Not wanting to deal with the discomfort of a bra that morning, she’d pulled on a skimpy tank top instead. Now she was acutely aware that she was flashing some serious cleavage while her fully erect nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton of her shirt.

When Will looked back up, he was blushing. There was also a considerable bulge in the crotch of his pants.

“Mr. Holton asked me to clean up your basement,” he began awkwardly. “Is this an okay time?”

“It’s fine, Will,” Steph said. “Come on in.”

She led him back to the kitchen and was about to open the basement door when he spoke again.

“Would it be okay if I got a glass of water?”

Steph paused for a second, aware that she wanted to get Will down into the basement and out of her sight as soon as possible. She wasn’t worried that she’d try to seduce him—her husband would be home in a few hours, after all—but the thought of being in the same room as a young erect cock was almost more than she could bear. Besides, she was terrified that Will could smell her in her permanently aroused state.

“Of course,” she said, walking to the sink. The sight of the cucumber triggered a new wave of heat in her loins, but she forced herself to concentrate on the task at hand.

When she turned around, glass in hand, she discovered that Will was now staring at the kitchen floor.

“You’ve got a wet spot here,” he said, pointing down at his feet with a concerned look on his face. “I’ll get it for you.”

Before Steph could stop him, he tore off a piece of paper towel and knelt to wipe up her juices. She could feel herself blushing to the roots of her hair, and when he stood up a moment later—a question in his eyes—she couldn’t find her voice and had to point to the cupboard under the sink. He opened the door and threw away the towel, but not before he’d glanced at the glistening cucumber.

“Oh, God, he knows,” Steph thought as Will slowly drank the glass of water. But since the expression on his face remained blank, and he was not staring at her, she decided she was being paranoid.

Will finished the water at last and headed down into the basement. Steph closed the door gratefully and fled to the upstairs bathroom. She wanted to put as much space between herself kadıköy escort and Will as possible, for one thing. She also wanted relief.

****

When her cell phone rang around 5:30, Steph had just come down from the second floor. She noticed immediately that it was Tom calling, and as she accepted the call, she was aware of a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“Steph?”

“Is something the matter?” she asked immediately.

“Afraid so,” Tom went on. “There are severe thunder storm and tornado warnings in the Chicago area today, and my flight got canceled. I couldn’t reschedule until late tomorrow afternoon.”

“Oh, Tom,” she said, suppressing a wail. “I thought you were going to be home in less than an hour.”

“Believe me, I wish this wasn’t happening,” Tom replied. “I can’t tell you how much I’d love to be getting home in less than an hour.”

“It’s just that I’m so horny I can’t see straight,” Steph explained.

Tom laughed. “Well, look at it this way,” he went on. “Now that I’ve had a day off, I’ll come back tomorrow reinvigorated and ready to service you.”

“If I can wait that long,” Steph complained. She heard Tom talking to someone else in a muffled voice.

“Steph, I have to go,” he said, back on the line. “Several of us are going to share a cab back into town. I’ll call you later tonight.”

“Wait,” Steph said, but he was already gone.

As she pressed the button to end the call, she suddenly became aware that Will was standing by the basement door. Distracted by Tom’s call, she’d forgotten all about him. Was it possible that he overheard her conversation with her husband? What would he think of her?

“Will,” she said, trying to sound bright and friendly, though her voice sounded too loud in her ears and on the edge of hysteria. “What’s up?” She once again regretted her word choice when she noticed that the large bulge in his pants was still there.

“I finished up for the day,” Will explained, motioning toward the basement. “I probably have two or three more hours of work to do down there tomorrow.”

“That’s great,” Steph said. “Sounds like it’s time to head home.”

He took several steps toward her and stopped. “I heard what you said to your husband,” he confessed, though he didn’t sound very apologetic. “It sounds like you could use some help.”

Steph just stared at him, speechless. She could feel a wave of heat pass through her face, and she knew she must be bright red.

“Tell you what,” Will continued. “If you show me your tits, I’ll show you my cock.”

It was the sheer impudence of what he’d just said that shocked her the most. She felt sure that with a few choice words she could have him stumbling over himself, apologizing and rushing out of the house, but the throbbing between her legs was so strong that she couldn’t find her voice.

“Feeling shy?” Will asked. “In that case, I’ll go first.”

He undid his belt and pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees. Steph told herself not to look, but her eyes seemed to have a mind of their own, and when she saw Will’s erect penis she let out a low moan. It was a good inch longer than her husband’s cock and thicker as well.

“I think you should…” she began to say, but couldn’t get the word “leave” to come out of her mouth. “I think…” she tried again, but this time she completely lost her train of thought as she stared at Will’s big cock.

Steph felt her legs grow weak, and a moment later she sank to her knees in a gesture that suggested both invitation and surrender. Will certainly seemed to interpret it that way because the next moment he kicked off his jeans and underwear and walked across the room. A moment later his cock was hovering inches from her face.

“Suck on it,” he commanded.

“No,” Steph whispered, though she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of it.

What followed was a mighty struggle between Steph’s pussy and her conscience. Three times she opened her mouth and seemed on the point of leaning forward, and three times—with a pathetic whimper each time—she closed it again. Will’s smile suggested he was enjoying watching her struggle, but when she opened her mouth a fourth time, he appeared to take pity on her. He put his hand on her head and guided her mouth onto his cock.

He bostancı escort bayan kept his hand there a minute, as though afraid Steph might try to pull away, but he needn’t have worried. She was working his cock with such focus and enthusiasm that he soon realized he could let go. And when he told her to show him her tits, she didn’t protest but immediately pulled up her shirt

“Oh, Mrs. H.,” he said, as he felt first one, then the other, of her now full breasts. You have gorgeous tits.”

Steph let out a muffled moan and continued to suck his cock.

A few minutes later, Will pulled his cock out of Steph’s mouth. She was so aroused now that she couldn’t think straight, and while she knew what she was doing was wrong, she was far past being able to stop.

Will turned her around, put her on all fours, and told her to spread her legs. Then he knelt down behind her. For a minute he ran his hands up and down her back and then reached underneath to play with her tits. Steph was aware of emitting a continuous stream of high-pitched moans now, but it almost seemed like she was listening to someone else’s voice.

When he got tired of fondling her tits, Will lifted Steph’s skirt and put his hand between her legs. A shock of pleasure shot through Steph’s pussy, and she moaned even louder. Will pulled down her panties and began running the head of his cock back and forth in her slit.

“What would like me to do with this big cock?” he asked her.

“Fuck me,” Steph wailed.

“What’s the magic word?” Will teased.

“Please fuck me,” she begged, her pride completely gone now.

Will began to work his cock into her pussy, and he was only half way in when she began to come. He let her ride it out, and then he slid it in the rest of the way. As he began to thrust back and forth in her cunt, he made a fist in her hair and pulled her head back.

“Do you like having my cock in your pussy?” he asked.

“Yes,” Steph moaned. “God, yes.”

He road her a while longer and then found her clit and made her come again. Steph wasn’t sure she’d ever come so hard before, and every time she thought she was done, Will touched her clit lightly and made her spasm all over again.

“Jesus,” she said when it was finally over.

****

Steph heard a quiet knock and then the sound of the front door opening and closing.

After they’d finished having sex the day before, she had delivered what almost sounded like a formal speech to Will. She’d made it clear to him, as calmly and firmly as she could, that what had just happened between them must never happen again. It was the result of some very unusual circumstances, she explained, and she wanted to be sure he understood that.

Will listened patiently until she was done. Then he slipped his hand between her legs and his finger into her cunt. While he brought her to orgasm for the third time, he told her exactly what he expected from her in the morning.

And here she was, bent over the dining room table wearing nothing but a light cotton skirt. Her chin was on a pillow, her arms stretched out on either side of her, and her legs spread wide. The soaking wet panties that she’d worn during the night were hanging out of her mouth.

She’d discovered something the day before that had kept her up most of the night playing with herself. It was true that her pregnancy had turned her into a horny slut, but what had pushed her over the edge—what had taken her to a whole other level—was having a young stud with an eight-inch cock tell her what to do. Or to put it another way, she had learned that submitting drove her wild.

The sound of footsteps entering the room made her pussy twitch and pulse. She could already feel her juices running down her thighs. A moment later she felt someone lift her skirt and start to caress her bare ass.

Oh, Mrs. H, you are a naughty girl,” Will said, “and I’m afraid naughty girls need to be taught a lesson.”

He pulled his hand back and smacked her hard on the right ass cheek. Then he did the same to her left cheek. Steph moaned with each smack, and she became aware that her clit was now throbbing.

“You are the hottest MILF I’ve ever fucked,” Will said as he continued to spank her hard, “and believe me, I’ve fucked a few.”

Although it was getting more difficult to think clearly, Steph was aware that Will had it wrong. She wasn’t technically a MILF yet and wouldn’t be for five more months. But of one thing she no longer had any doubt.

She was a naughty girl. And she deserved to be punished.

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After grabbing a soft flannel off the hanger in the closet, I tossed my purse on my shoulder, grabbed my keys and headed out to the car. It was a beautiful night and I opened the sun roof and window before lighting a smoke and turning on some music. The drive was quiet and I flew down the road with my thoughts drifting. The further I got from town, the brighter the stars and the louder I sang a long to the music “My baby may not talk sweet he ain’t go much to sa-a-ay”

My smile widened as I pulled into your drive and spotted the truck backed up to the fire pit. As I killed the engine and climbed out of the car, the dogs came running to greet me with you following just behind. With a soft sigh I stepped into your embrace, wrapping my arms around your neck and turning my face to yours for a kiss. It had been a long week since I’d seen you and I melted into you.

Pulling away, we wandered over to the truck and hopped onto the tailgate. The stars were so bright out here and not a cloud in the sky to obscure our view as we snuggled close together and just enjoyed the quiet. We didn’t talk much, but the silence was comforting and familiar as we listened to the sounds of the crackling fire and the frogs and crickets. My fingers traced soft circles on your thigh and my head rested on your shoulder, occasionally turning my face to plant soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

It didn’t take long for me to lay back to get ataşehir escort a better view of the stars; my shoes kicked off and my body cushioned by the soft blankets you’d laid out in the bed of the truck. You didn’t join me right away, instead turning your head to enjoy the view of my short dress that had risen up my thighs and the small smile on my face as I gazed up. I glanced over, my eyes meeting yours and my smile widened as I motioned for you to join me. Laying back, you stretched out your arm and I snuggled in to rest my head on your shoulder. Your fingers tangled into the ends of my hair spread out beside me and I lifted one of my hands to your face, running my fingers along your cheek and the soft stubble there.

Turning onto my side, I pulled your face to me for a kiss; soft and sweet at first, our kisses soon turned hungry and you turned onto your side as well, wrapping your free arm around me to pull my body tight against yours. Your strong hand splayed across my back and your thumb traced circles on my spine as we continued to kiss, our tongues tangling. My hand drifted to the front of your jeans and I palmed your hard cock before throwing my leg over you. Rising up, I placed my hand on your shoulder and pushed you on your back, straddling your hips with my dress pooled at my waist. Kissing your neck, I slowly made my way down your body until my mouth reached your crotch. Teasing you through your kadıköy escort jeans as my hands made quick work of unbuckling your belt and undoing your pants and pulling out your thick cock. Lifting your hips slightly, you helped me pull your jeans down. Running my tongue along your length, I chuckled at your sharp intake of breath before engulfing the head in my mouth. You adjusted your position to rest on your elbows and watch as I slowly moved my mouth up and down, swirling my tongue around the head each time I reached the tip. The taste of your precum filled my senses and I moaned as I lowered my face to your pelvis and you hit the back of my throat. God I love sucking your cock, but my pussy was wet and throbbing and I desperately wanted you inside of me.

Moving back up your body, I straddled your hips before leaning in for another kiss. Laying back down, you brought your hands to my hips, tracing one thumb along the folds of my pussy through my panties and feeling how wet I was. I moaned as you slipped your hand from my hip and slipped your fingers into my panties and pulled them to the side. Rocking my hips, I rubbed my pussy along your length before using my hand to position you at my entrance and slowly lowered myself onto you. Groaning, I began to rock my hips relishing the feeling of you filling me. Each thrust of my hips brought you in contact with just the right spots and I came closer and closer to the bostancı escort bayan edge. My pussy clenched tightly around you as I tumbled over the edge and came, groaning your name. Falling forward, I buried my face in your neck as you began to thrust upward. With your hands grabbing my ass, you thrust faster and faster bringing us both closer and closer before with one last thrust you groaned into my ear “I’m cumming” and we crashed over the edge together. My pussy spasmed around your cock as you filled me with spurt after spurt of cum.

Lifting myself up, I released your now spent cock from my pussy before moving up and placing my knees on either side of your head. Tangling my hands in your hair, I lowered my pussy to your waiting mouth. Tentatively, you traced my folds with just the tip of your tongue and swirled it around my clit causing me to spasm. My whole being felt like it was focused on that one spot as you grew bolder and began to lick me in earnest. Pressing my pussy onto your mouth, I groaned as your tongue penetrated my depths. Your hands slipped around to hold my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh of my cheeks. My whole body began to shake as I built to yet another orgasm. My fingers found my clit as your tongue probed deeper and your fingers slipped between my cheeks to tease the tight bud of my ass. All of the stimulation at once sent me over the edge once again as I cried out and wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me.

Spent I tumbled onto my side, one leg still draped over your chest as I struggled to catch my breath. The night was once again quiet and the stars were bright as we snuggled together, recovering our strength for round two…

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She said she wanted steak for dinner, and so we planned to grill after dark. It was one of those hot, summer nights when it doesn’t cool off, even after sunset. I had two beautiful steaks and a nice salad ready to go when she showed up.

She was wearing a one of those half T-shirts that barely covered her breasts, and a pair of tight spandex shorts. I loved those on her; they looked spray-painted on, and let her really show off her great ass and legs. She said, “Hi! I have a great idea. We’re going to have a picnic!” She told me to get started on the steaks, and she would take care of the rest. I grabbed the plate and headed outside to the grill and started the meat cooking. After a moment, she came out and said, “Oh, by the way, this is a nude picnic- no clothes allowed.” Then she reached around me, untied my shorts, and pulled them down to my feet and off of me. There I stood, grilling in the nude, with my dick rising fast. She stroked it a few times and got me really hard, then grinned, and headed back inside. As she was walking away, she pulled her t-shirt up and off over her head. I could hardly wait for the steaks to finish cooking.

As I came back inside with the steaks, I saw that she had moved my coffee table to the side, and spread a blanket across the living room floor. She had plates, silverware, drinks, and everything else all set ataşehir escort up like a picnic right there inside. “It’s too hot outside, so I thought we would picnic in here where we have cooling… we’re going to need it.” She, of course, was completely naked, and was lying back against the sofa with her knees pulled up against her chest. That gave me an amazing view of her pussy, and she knew it. “We’re going to eat first”, she said. I knew what I wanted to eat, but went along with her, and dove into my salad and steak. She took a bite, and started to give me one of those looks, like this-is-the-best-steak-I’ve-ever-eaten looks. She had stretched out on her side and was slowly savoring every bite. I stretched out, too, with my hard dick hanging prominently out in front of me. She kept looking at it, and smiling.

Suddenly, she took her fingers, and dipped them into her drink, and then dripped onto the tips of her breasts. “Oops, I’ve spilled my drink. Could you help me clean it up?” I moved over and began to lick her nipples, then all over her breasts. She leaned back and moaned, enjoying the sensations of my tongue on her. Then she sat up and pushed me away, saying “Thank you for the clean up.” What a tease! My dick was throbbing, but I sat back and resumed finishing my meal. Then she took her finger, and spilled more drink on her lower kadıköy escort stomach, and the top of her pussy. “I think I’ve done it again,” she said. This time I moved the plates aside, and began to lick off the spill from her navel to her thighs. I took my time and moved my tongue slowly down across her pussy, coming close to her clit, but teasing her without touching that spot.

She went from laying there watching me to moving slowly, then squirming about. She arched her back, grabbed my ears, and pulled me tightly against her pussy. I was licking her quickly, and pushing my tongue into her, flicking every part of her in the area, and then she just started bucking and making the same sound, “Oh, oh, oh, ooooooooh!!!” She came in a huge rush, and was holding my face so tightly against her I could barely breathe. Finally, she let go, leaned back flat on the floor, and said softly, “Wow.” That was a nice compliment; I guess I was doing something right!

After a few minutes of just enjoying each others’ presence, I reached over to my drink, and dribbled a few drops onto my dick. It was twitching and as hard as I had ever seen it. “Looks like I spilled, too.” I said. She had been watching the whole time, and got on her hands and knees, and crawled over to me. I leaned back against the chair, as she began to lick me. She started at the bostancı escort bayan tip, and slowly, very slowly, licked her way down and around my entire shaft. With her fingertips, she gently tickled the hairs on my balls, and stroked the underside. She knew exactly what she was doing, and my dick rose up hard and ready to explode. She placed her mouth against the side of my dick, began to hum, and worked her way up and down, sending incredible vibrations into me. I was not going to last much longer, and she knew it. Just when I was about to pop, she turned around, laid her head on the floor with her ass up in the air pointed directly at me, and said, “NOW! I want you to be inside of me now!” She rotated her hips so her pussy was up and open and aimed right at me. I immediately plunged into her, and we both gasped with the feeling of how hot we were. My dick was like steel, and throbbing inside her. She was wet and tight, and her pussy was gripping me beyond anything I had ever felt before. I began to pump into her fast and hard. She was pushing back against me with the same speed, and we were both grunting and moaning in pleasure. Faster and faster we went, and at the same moment, we both went over the edge. I exploded into her pussy, and she could feel my cum blow into her. She screamed and squeezed her pussy, milking me for every drop. I spurted into her again and again, feeling my insides shooting out my dick. It was an incredible orgasm for us both.

We fell apart onto the blanket, both breathing hard and fast still, but both with huge grins. “That was the best steak I’ve ever had.” She said.

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It was happening again. She wished she knew why it always happened to her. She just couldn’t quite understand….

This time the man was her therapist. Other times it had been friends, family, co-workers, strangers….. This time, she barely knew the man, but, just like with the others, she was helpless to stop him. And – just like the other times – her breath started coming fast and she could feel the pressure building in her swollen clit. Her head started to spin as she felt the spasms in her pussy and then the orgasm crashed over her. She moaned loudly as she squirmed herself against the rock hard cock that continued to ram into her over and over and over….

The effect was always the same. Her uncontrollable orgasms made the man think that she was loving what he was doing to her. “That’s it, come for me baby,” he said to her. His cock pounded into her even harder, encouraged by her reaction.

Inside, Stacy was struggling against the man. Inside, she was pushing him away, trying to get him off of her. Inside, she was begging him to stop.

Outside, she was also struggling – struggling to hold onto her ankles as she spread her legs wide. Outside she was also pushing – pushing herself onto his cock with each thrust. Outside she was also begging. “Oh god, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!”

She had gone to see the therapist to try to figure out why she acted this way. Why she was unable to resist men. Eventually, he asked her to tell him about her childhood, so she told him how she had been raised by her aunt. Her aunt taught her all the right ways to behave. How to dress properly. How to be polite to everyone. And her aunt also taught her another lesson – how to fuck like a cheap whore.

She remembered how during the day, her aunt was a very proper, very polite southern lady. She spoke in a fine manner, dressed very nicely, and took care of her home. Lots of women came over to socialize and they would drink tea and chat about all sorts of things.

But at night, her aunt was a very different women. She still had lots of visitors, but they were only men – friends that her husband brought home with him. Many of them were married to the same women who had visited during the day. Just like during the day, at night she also dressed nicely. A corset laced up tightly that left her tits fully exposed were one of her favorite outfits. Stockings and heels were always worn, although panties were somehow always forgotten. Her lips were always thick with lipstick and her eyes fixed beautifully.

Stacy would sneak out of her room at night into the hallway upstairs and peak over the balcony at what went on below. The mouth that spoke in such a refined way during the day was filled with the coarsest of language at night. Her aunt urged the men that had come to visit with her uncle to fuck her in every hole she had, often all holes at once. Her uncle was usually there, but not always. Sometimes he got a little rough with her, slapping her face lightly then shoving his hard cock into her mouth. He liked to tell her what a slut she was as he or another man fucked her. Her aunt loved it all and would come repeatedly in orgasm after orgasm.

As she lay on his reclining chair, Stacy told the psychologist that she thought maybe this is what made her act the way she did – feeling like she was resisting and avoiding men on the inside while her body seemed to do exactly the opposite on the outside. As she described her problem, telling him how it was hard for her to keep a man from having his way with her, the psychologist raised his eyebrows.

“That’s a very interesting problem,” he said to her. He tried to resist letting his eyes wander over her body, but it was hard when a girl shows up wearing such a tight, revealing top and a very short skirt. Even harder when she had a body like Stacy’s. “It seems you have a disconnect between your conscious desires and something deeper. Between your mind and your body.”

“Yes, that’s exactly right. That’s the problem. I can’t seem to make my body resist,” she answered. She noticed him looking at her, and before she realized it she slowly slid a finger up across her full lips, into the corner of her mouth, and let her tongue slide across it sensuously. Her eyes drifted down to his cock, and she wondered how big it was, then she realized what she was doing and tried to get herself back under control. Too late, though. She could already feel her nipples swell larger and her pussy started to get all wet. On top of that, when she looked back into his eyes she could tell that he knew where her mind had wandered to…

“I would never have guessed it,” he said as he put down his paper. “You look like such a nice girl,” he commented. His eyes drifted down to her large tits and his mouth almost watered at the sight of the large nipples sticking out from her tight shirt. He reached out and stroked her bare leg as he spoke, as if to reassure her of that fact. In reality, his cock grew stiff as he felt the smooth skin of her thigh. He wondered what would happen if he slid his hand a little higher. ataşehir escort He wondered if what she had told him was true. Slowly he moved his hand over her skin until he was just under her short little skirt.

“Tell me what you were doing when you were watching your aunt,” he said to her. “What you were feeling?”

Stacy could feel herself starting to go into her meltdown mode. She knew what was going to happen next and she couldn’t stop it. She knew it was wrong, but in spite of herself she spread her legs open so he could move his hand higher. She saw his eyes on her tits so she slid her hands back behind the chair, making her shoulders pull back and her chest thrust out. She’d seen her aunt do this many times, on her knees in front of a man presenting her bare tits to him as she sucked his cock. She looked at this man now as his eyes went from hers to her tits to her legs then back again.

“I would touch myself,” she confessed to him. “I knew it was wrong, but…. it just felt so good.” Stacy remembered how sexy her aunt looked when she held her arms behind her back and sucked a hard cock. “It always made me feel very….. dirty. Like I was doing something wrong…. being a bad girl.”

As she talked, he slid one hand up her skirt until his fingers found her panties, pushing them aside so he could stroke her wet pussy. With his other hand, he reached over and squeezed her large tits through her shirt. Looking into her eyes, he saw the confusion that reigned inside her. They were almost pleading with him to stop, to leave her alone. At the same time, he could feel how stiff her nipples were through her top and how wet her pussy was under her skirt. He saw how she made her body fully available to his touch.

“Stacy, would you like me to stop touching you?” he asked her as he slid off her panties than resumed stroking her pussy, sliding a finger between her slippery folds.

Her body wanted nothing more than for him to continue what he was doing. Inside, though, she tried hard to fight back. With all the strength she could muster, she finally croaked in a very weak voice, “Yes, please.” Her hopes rose, thinking that her words would convince him. She had succeeded in conquering her body. She had told him how she felt, surely he would recognize what was going on and stop what he was doing to her.

The next words she heard made her hopes crash to the ground. “But, I feel how wet you are and see how hard your nipples are. It looks like you don’t REALLY want me to stop, do you.” Through her thin top, he pinched her hard nipple. Stacy sucked in her breath, closed her eyes, and arched her back as he did. Smiling, her therapist said, ” Stacy, be honest. You’re still just a dirty little girl, isn’t that right? You’re hoping that I’ll fuck you, aren’t you.”

Stacy couldn’t speak. Her mind fought with her body, trying to control herself. The problem was that his finger felt so damn good as it stroked her wet clit. She’d already noticed the big bulge in his pants and so the image of a big cock replacing his finger sprang to her mind. Without even realizing it, she closed her eyes and groaned with the thought, spreading her leg wide open, fully exposing her pussy for him.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the doctor had stripped off his pants. He was standing next to her with his very hard, very thick cock hovering inches over her face. The veins were standing out and the head was a dark purple color. She could see the power that it held and it made her light headed to think about what was to come. She looked up into his eyes, but he was looking over the rest of her body.

Pulling up her shirt, her large, braless tits stood almost straight out. The nipples that had been previously straining against the thin material of her top now stood straight out, hard as could be. “Looks like the sex starved slut personality is winning out most of the time,” he thought to himself. As her firm tits came free, he reached out and roughly squeezed them. Pinching her nipples, first one then the other, he watched her eyes roll as the sensations gripped her body.

With his other hand, he reached down and took Stacy by the hair. Her eyes sprang open as he did, knowing what was coming next. Even as her lips parted slightly with the thought of sucking that nice thick cock, she was hoping that he would stop treating her like this. “Please…,” she said. She looked up into his eyes and, even as her own hand slid down to touch her wet pussy, she tried to say it again. “Please, don’t. I….”

That’s as much as she got out. With a strong pull of her hair, he turned her face sideways and shoved his cock inside her mouth. “Oh yeahhhh…. God that feels good,” he groaned. “You must have really paid attention to what your aunt taught you.” Her full lips, red with lipstick, stretched around his shaft and she locked on as he pulled her head back and forth, sliding her mouth up and down his cock.

It felt so good that he didn’t even notice at first what she was doing with her hands. When he finally glanced over and saw kadıköy escort her feverishly rubbing her clit, he reached over and slapped her tits. “Are you trying to come, you dirty little girl?” he asked her. Her nipples swelled from the sharp blow and he noticed right away. He slapped her tits again, then a third time. He could see the effect it had on her as he watched her dig her fingers faster and deeper into her pussy, working herself hard.

The effect on Stacy was immediate and intense. The sting on her nipples from his slaps shot into her pussy and, with only a few more strokes over her hard clit, she started to come. Her body started to feel hot all over as the orgasm swept over her and without even thinking she pushed her mouth even further onto the hard cock until the thick head was pushing into the depths of her throat.

Her therapist groaned as she swallowed his stiff cock. “Oh god, yes. Fuck! Oh fuck yes!” he growled as he watched her take nearly all of his cock down her throat. She was groaning as she came and the vibrations from her throat made him nearly shoot his load right then. He pulled free, not wanting to come just yet.

As he pulled himself from her mouth, Stacy started to come back to her senses. She realized that she had lost all of her self control. It took her a while before she even realized that she was still slowly rubbing her fingers over her pussy. The tingling sensation still remained and it just felt so good that she didn’t want it to stop. But as she watched her therapist removing the rest of his clothes, she stared at his cock – thick, hard, and pulsing with desire – and she knew that she had to get under control fast or else she was going to get fucked right here in his office.

It was too late. He was already on top of her, putting his arms under her knees and spreading her legs up and out. He placed his cock up against her exposed pussy then pressed slightly, opening her up just the tiniest bit and letting his cock slide over her clit which was by now very sensitive after her orgasm. He reached up and covered her mouth with his hand then looked into her eyes. “Tell me. Do you want me to stop?”

Even if she had been able to make herself speak the words, his hand prevented her from making any sound except the slight mewing as she felt her body again responding to the attention being given to her pussy. Still, Stacy tried to make herself do something to show that she didn’t want him to do this. “Not again,” she thought to herself. “Why is this happening to me again?”

She finally made the slightest movement of her head. What was supposed to be a nod that meant “yes” instead turned into the slightest shake of her head. “Why did I do that?” she groaned to herself. Looking at the smile that came over the man’s face, Stacy knew that he had taken it as a “no”.

It was no use anymore. She knew what he was going to do. Her mind raced, flashing back for a moment to a mental picture of her aunt. The image she had was of one particular night. Her aunt was arguing with her uncle that she didn’t want to fuck the man that had come to visit. Disregarding her as if she hadn’t even spoke, she saw her uncle push her back over his desk, then move to the other side and grab her arms, pulling them over her head. The other man moved between her legs, holding them open as her ass hung barely off the edge of the desk, then he began fucking her. She could almost hear the sounds of her aunt, at first begging them to stop, then changing to moans after a minute, then cries of pleasure a few minutes later, then begging the man to fuck her harder.

Stacy looked up at this man that now hovered above her and knew that he was just like her uncle and the other man. It didn’t matter what she wanted. The only thing that mattered was his desire to fuck her. She knew she couldn’t, and wouldn’t, stop him. Even so, it still made her scream into his hand when he rammed his cock inside her a moment later.

Looking down at her as he entered her, the therapist saw her eyes open wide and heard her muffled scream. What he also noticed was how she submissively put her hands over her head and arched her back, pressing her body against his. The confusion that reined inside her was fully evident and it somehow drove him wild with animal desire for her.

He began fucking her hard. Enjoying the idea that she was unable to resist, he even taunted her a little. “That’s it. Take it like a good little slut. You like that, don’t you. It feels so good, doesn’t it.” Her eyes were now closed and he knew that she was trying to keep from revealing how her body was responding to him. Slowly he slid his hand from her mouth and down to her nipple. Pinching it, he watched her face.

Stacy’s eyes flew open and she gasped loudly as she felt the hard pinch on her sensitive nipples. She arched her back, twisting around under the intense stimulation that suddenly overwhelmed her. She saw him looking down at her and knew that she had given herself away again. The sensations were just too much.

She slid her hands onto her bostancı escort bayan legs then up to her ankles and spread them as wide as she could. She was barely conscious of what she was doing. All she knew was that she wanted that cock deep inside her and that it felt so good to fully expose herself for his pleasure. The pressure building in her clit as his cock slid roughly back and forth over it was becoming too much for her to handle. She was going to come, needed to come, at any moment.

Stacy closed her eyes again, struggling hard to try to get herself under some kind of control. She tried to remind herself that she was not this kind of girl. She wasn’t supposed to be treated like this. She needed to yell at him, tell him to stop!

She had almost focused on that idea and was just beginning to build up the strength to resist when another hard pinch of her nipple immediately put her body back in full control. All ability to resist was thrown aside and all she knew was how good his cock felt. It only took a few more strokes before she felt herself going over the edge once again. She felt her pussy clamping down on him as she came and, in spite of herself, she ground herself shamelessly against his rock hard cock to bring on the full climax. “Oh my god! Fuck me! Harder, fuck me harder!” she cried out.

Happy to hear such encouragement, her therapist pounded himself inside her harder and harder, deeper and deeper. His cock probed sensitive areas deep inside her which sent her orgasm spiraling a level higher. Stacy lost all control, thrashing her head from side to side and doing her best to spread open her legs as wide as possible for this man. She screamed uncontrollably and begged him not to stop.

Seeing her like this was more than he could take. He’d never seen such an open display of wanton sexual desire. Feeling his own climax starting to rise from deep in his balls, the therapist pounded Stacy like a jackhammer a few more strokes then with one last mighty thrust buried himself as deep as possible inside her as he started to shoot a massive load of his juice. He came and came until her pussy overflowed, still fucking her with a few more strong thrusts, rocking her body hard as he spurted his load.

Finally, he was done and he laid down on top of her. He could feel Stacy’s body trembling and her breathing was very fast and short, almost panting. Eventually she calmed down and then he got up, pulling himself slowly from her.

Stacy laid there a few more minutes with her eyes closed. She could hardly believe that it had happened like this again. She felt a glow all over her body from the fantastic orgasms she’d just had, but at the same time she wished that, at least once, she could keep from behaving like such a slut. Finally, she opened her eyes and weakly got up. She slowly straightened her skirt and pulled her shirt back down over her tits. She looked at the therapist who had leaned back against his desk, still naked and looking very satisfied.

“I’m sorry,” she said to him although she really didn’t know why she was apologizing. “I didn’t mean to do that…. I just…. well, you know…. you remember what I was telling you earlier…..”

The therapist nodded his head. “Oh yes, I remember,” he said knowingly. “Your problem is a very interesting one that I think I would like to understand better. Why don’t you come back the same time next week.”

“I don’t think that I should…..”, she started to say before he put his hand again over her mouth to silence her.

“You’ll be here,” he said putting his face right in front of hers. He squeezed her tits through her shirt one more time, feeling her nipples harden again for him. “And next time, I think I’ll have another doctor here to help me assess your problem.”

Stacy’s mind reeled. Visions of her aunt with a cock in her ass and another in her pussy came to her mind. Another of her aunt on her knees sucking off her uncle and two other men also came to her. She almost quivered at the thought that this man and some other doctor would probably be doing the same to her. She nodded, slowly, then turned and left his office.

Stopping at the desk, the receptionist looked at her like she was just a cheap whore. She must have heard what was going on in the office. Besides that, Stacy knew her hair was a mess and her outfit was completely wrinkled from what had happened. Stacy told her that she needed another appointment in a week. The girl wrote it down, then handed her a card. “Why don’t you try to wear a few more clothes next time,” the girl said with a little sneer.

Stacy flushed with embarrassment. She turned and almost ran from the office to the elevator. As the doors closed, she was already sliding her hand onto her pussy. Another set of images filled her mind. The images had come to her so many times that she no longer was sure if she had imagined it or if it was real. She could see herself in front of a mirror with her uncle behind her. He was fucking her hard, slapping her ass as he did. Next to her was her aunt, rubbing her tits and pulling at her nipples as she was getting fucked. She could even hear her aunt’s voice. “I’m very disappointed in you Stacy,” she was saying. “I thought I’d taught you how to behave properly, but look at you. You’re not supposed to act like such a slut.”

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Triple Deflowering Week

None of the characters are real. They are all fictional. This means they don’t exist. Thus, it seems strange to have to tell you that they are all over 18 years old, but they surely are. Previous chapters in this tale had a slim basis in fact. This chapter does not.

In the previous chapter, I related to you how Joey, my roommate lost his double cherry, first getting fucked in the ass by me and then returning the favor. Poor Joey never have dreamed in his wildest dreams that when he finally lost his innocence, it would be with another guy. All his life dreams had involved pussy and his beating off fantasies were well reinforced with magazine pictures and x-rated videos—all featuring naked girls being fucked by guys.

I felt really good about helping him over the threshold, but I still thought I should set myself to the task of finding a good partner to work on the most important cherry—fucking a pussy.

Sometimes things work out. The next afternoon I was at the campus center, when who should come to my table than Darcy, the same girl I rescued after she was gang raped (too late to stop it) and then, with Molly’s help, worked nobly to reassure her that she was still desirable. (See Chapter III)

“Sup, Darcy? Haven’t seen ya around lately.”

“Just the same old same old. How are you? Bet you miss Molly.”

“I just saw her,” I said. Then I told her the rough outline of my trip to San Luis. Later, I found an opportunity to ask her, “Darcy, are you on back track after what happened? I hate to even bring it up, but the way we left you, I wasn’t sure if we helped or made it worse.”

“Oh, you did help. You did.”

“Then you’ve continued to pursue your sexuality?”

“Well, not exactly. I’m willing, but I’m so afraid guys will think me a slut, I can’t help pushing them back even when I don’t want to.”

“Damn, Darcy, you need to work on that.”

“Well, I can never tell if they like me or if they don’t. I’m just not brave enough, I guess.”

“Shit, what are you thinking? Guys don’t just like girls. They lust for girls and it doesn’t matter which ones, either. I mean, a guy who won’t fuck any pussy that is willing, isn’t really a guy. I’ll prove it to you. Come with me.”

I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her after me. She didn’t put up much of a fight. She followed in my wake. Joey was where I’d left him, in our room studying calculus. “Sup, Fred?” he asked.

“I want you to meet a friend of mine. This is Darcy. This is Joey, Darcy. Joey.”

“Pleased to meet you, I’m sure.”

I went over to our little refrigerator. Empty. “You got any money? A coke or two would sure go over good. Joey and I went down the hall to the machines. As he was putting the coins in, I whispered, “Joey, if you want to get laid you might have an opportunity here.”

“You don’t have to ask.”

“Well, if you come on to Darcy, just a little bit, she’ll respond. She’s a nice kid, but she’s just about as needy as you are. In fact, I can nearly guarantee it. Let me take the lead and when it’s time, I’ll find an excuse to leave, okay?”

I knew Darcy was randy and ready, but I also knew she was nervous. I poured some rum in with our cokes but I didn’t load them up. I didn’t want Darcy to think I was trying to get her drunk and I didn’t want her to be too numb to enjoy the experience, especially after her first experience with sex. I didn’t want there to be any doubt about her being in her right mind at the end of the evening. “How about a video?”

“Sure.” Said Darcy. “Got any hot ones?”

“Why don’t you let me pick out one?” I answered.

After a while I commented, “Joey seems to be getting aroused.”

Darcy’s eyes followed my glance over to Joey, and we both looked down at the bulge his cock was making as it attempted to stand up in his jeans. She rubbed her breasts. The nipples stood out. “Look at Darcy’s nipples, Joey. She’s hot. You’re hot, aren’t you Darcy? You know what that lump is in Joey’s jeans, don’t you?”

“I sure do.”

“You know why it’s there?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why is your cock making a big lump, Joey?” I was worried that he’d not catch the ball.

“It wants to be invited into somebody’s pussy. I mean, look at all the other cocks getting fucked. Why not mine?”

“Why not him, Darcy?”

Darcy reached down and felt his cock, rubbed it through his jeans. Joey reached over and caressed her breasts. “I’ve got a date,” I said as I got up and walked out.

Darcy was only apprehensive about one thing: how to move her agenda forward. She need not have worried. Joey insinuated his hands under her blouse, reached under her bra cups and squeezed her breasts. They loved it. So quick was he, she couldn’t possibly have stopped him from pushing the bra up until it was around her neck, even if she’d wanted to and she didn’t. Oh, she thought, that’s one way to avoid the problem of how to unsnap it. She helped him push the bunched up material of the bra ataşehir escort and her blouse over her head and it fell to the floor and out of mind.

Darcy wouldn’t have been averse to spending the rest of the evening in Joey’s arms being petted by his hot fingers. She was flushed with pleasure and it didn’t matter where he touched her, it was excitingly stimulating. But, nice as it was, Joey wanted something more. And he knew exactly what. The two of them were still sitting on the floor, arms around each other and stroking each other’s through the material of their pants. Darcy’s legs were splayed out in front of her. She was wearing jeans and that was a problem. The jeans were like a chastity belt.

Joey thought and thought, trying to figure out how to get his hands inside those jeans and he finally realized there was just one way. So the question was now or later?

“Darcy?”

“Yes?”

“Would you like to take your pants off so I can play with your pussy?” Boy, it was hard to say. But Darcy’s ‘yes’ was ample proof that the spoils go to the brave. She stood and he jumped up to stand by her. Then he went straight back down to his knees so he could unbutton her waistband and pull her jeans down.

Her bikini panties showed great optimism, being covered with hearts and kissy-lips. The legs were cut high, leaving hardly any material to cover her sex organs. She’d trimmed her pussy hair into a heart too. This he discovered in installments, as he slowly slid her panties down, down, down, his heart on pause, living in the aroma wafting from her groin and waiting for her to say, ‘wait,’ or, ‘no,’ or ‘I changed my mind.’ But that didn’t happen and he saw her pussy hair, the heart shaped design not quite covering her vulva. Then her pussy lips and they looked just like the lips on her mouth, except they were pouting, glistening, half-open, encouraging his desires to continue toward their fulfillment. As the panties dropped past her knees, he let go and reached in between her legs, to pull her delta to his face so he could breathe it deeper.

“You too,” she commanded as she pulled him to his feet and helped him drop his pants. His jockey shorts looked funny the way the tip of his cock wouldn’t fit inside and poked out the top, looking like a plum hiding in a bowl of trifle.

Darcy and Joey each tried to get down to the others newly uncovered sex, but their heads came together, so that didn’t work—except that the time they took to kiss, having been unable to ignore the opportunity, was time well spent. “Lie down on the bed,” Darcy said. She lay down facing Joey and the two of them kissed, pretending they were content to luxuriate in the feeling of bare-naked skin on skin. Joey rolled the two of them over and hovered over Darcy, letting his light covering of hair massage Darcy’s chest, dragging his cock in a random pattern across her stomach, leaving a trail like a snail.

Once and a while he could feel her spread pussy lips with the tip of his cock, and he’d drag it across her sex, making her aware that it was standing up for her. But this was too much like a tease and Darcy reached between them and cupped her hand beneath his balls, squeezing lightly, the perfectly right way to make his cock stretch out to new dimensions. She rolled over on to her side so she could handle him with both hands, even as he put his head between her legs and watched his fingers pull her cunt lips apart, revealing, unveiling the pink palace inside. He sniffed. Ummmmmm. Sniffed again. Oh, it’s intoxicating. He was in a trance, bewitched by pussy juice.

Here’s an idea, he thought. He plowed up her vulva with his nose and when it ran into the obstacle of her clitoris, his tongue was just in place to twirl around her vagina a couple of times while he drove her crazy with his nose. She squeezed his cock in her hands and flexed her thighs around his head. Yes, like that, her pussy purrrrrred, as she flexed it against his nose and mouth. Yesssssss.

Joey sucked her clit into his mouth like a Hoover and then ran laps around her clit with his tongue, but so lightly, she couldn’t be sure if he was licking her or not; she just knew that she burned for more. First she tried to get more by pushing harder against his face, grinding it in on him, but that wasn’t enough.

“Come in, dear. Please come in me. Put him in. I want it.”

“I sure will.” He crawled forward aiming his cock as he advanced until it was on target and then everything was different. This wasn’t like fucking an asshole. This was like coming home. The Chinese concept of yin and yang was right. His cock, this cunt, they have suffered their separation too long and are finally together and all is right with the world.

Joey hugged Darcy to him, content to let this feeling last until it was time for a new one. He hardly had to do anything, actually. Darcy was all a twitter. Her cunt was making his cock her lunch. He didn’t dare move. He had no illusions about how much of this he could kadıköy escort take. But when he no-longer could contain the load of semen fighting to get out, he still fought it and fought it, all the while making up for lost time, fucking into Darcy’s hot cunt with abandon, clenching his butt muscles to fight the tide, thrusting in and out in a way that was so frenzied as to be without rhythm. The spasming of the body before the spasming of the orgasming of his cock.

Darcy thought she was already coming when Joey went off. She felt his hips clench, but in the elaborate death dance of his coming, she found out how big an orgasm can become if it goes on and on and on. And here is what is surprising about Joey. He didn’t stop fucking just because he ejaculated. He kept right on fucking. Thank you, Tom, he thought. Thank you for teaching me I can stay hard.

This was wonderful. First for Darcy’s sake: He wanted her to be a satisfied, return customer. But as time went by, his cock started to relish the fucking again and his balls started to feel alive again, after just a brief down time.

After a while, Darcy came off her peak and Joey was content to fuck her in long slow strokes, concentrating on the feeling of cunt lips pressing against his cock as it slid past; loving the feeling of her pussy muscles closing down on his glans penis as it pushed her cunt lips aside. Oh there was so much that Joey discovered as his prick slowly explored Darcy’s pussy.

When Darcy started to move beneath him again, Joey’s libido took a giant leap and he started to be conscious that he was driving her like a high performance car. He could find her tempo, fall in with it, and then intensify it, accelerate it, build it up to a climax. But he was also able to back off the wild pace and slow things down and in this he discovered great joy. He had been on the edge of coming again but he decided to hold out for another round.

“Why don’t you get on top, Darcy?” He asked.

Darcy straddled him and engulfed his cock with a single gulp. He loved the way gravity held her pussy lips against the very end of his cock, where it disappeared into his body. He grabbed her love handles and pushed her pelvis up and down without relinquishing an inch of penetration. He was about to come again but Darcy was just starting to get hot again.

He pulled back. Teased the entry to her cunt with the tip of his cock, letting the pressure in his balls subside. She wanted him in her. Instead he runneled her tunnel with the tip of his cock, playing extensively with her clitoris with the soft bulb at the end of his hard prick’s head. Then he pricked her again and she wanted him so bad. She was sitting straight up on his cock milking him vigorously like a teat, and he was afraid if she weren’t careful, she’d tear his cock off. He tried to pull back. She wouldn’t let him go. But he had to pull back. She was going to tear it off. He started to fuck the entrance to her cunt, not letting her get him all the way in.

This made it even worse. This made it even better. She was red in the face and her chest was glowing red too. Her nipples were peaked in a new shape now–a perfect shape for sucking. He sucked. He pulled out and fucked her clit a couple of strokes. “Goddamn it, Joey, get it in!” He let his cock slid in slowly, fighting her all the way. Then he pulled back slowly. She fell back limp and he continued to fuck her ever so slowly. She started to pant. Her vagina clamped down his cock and she started to fuck it with circular gyrations, milking his cock again, using her cunt like fingers. It was toooooooo muuuuuuuccccccccch. He exploded. And that was that.

Darcy and Joey had been sleeping on top of the bed, all wrapped around each other, for about two hours when I returned from the library, homework done. The two of them looked so sweet.

The door closed softly but not so soft that Joey didn’t open his eyes and look up. “Sup?”

“Looks like everything went all right, then?”

Darcy stirred and looked at me. “You could say that.” She reached down, as if to illustrate her words, and stroked Joey’s cock with her fingers. It jumped a couple of times.

I took Joey’s cock into my hands, letting Darcy’s fingers mix in with mine. Looks like he’s up for another round. I put a hand on Darcy’s tit, gave it a squeeze. Her nipples erected immediately.

“I’d hate to have to go back to the library again. You guys look like you’re having so much fun. Can I watch?”

I sat on the floor and watched as Joey started to play with Darcy’s pussy lips with his fingers. Darcy leaned back and spread her legs until her hip sockets popped. Her clit soon emerged from her lips as they opened like a flower in the morning.

“That looks so yummy,” I said.

“Help yourself,” Darcy said, smiling a really big nice smile.

My tongue played hockey with Joey’s fingers, Darcy’s clitoris serving as the puck.

“Go ahead and eat her,” I said.

Joey went right to it bostancı escort bayan and while he did, I started to explore the space between his fanny cheeks, a territory I was well familiar with. I could see everything Joey was doing with Darcy’s pussy and everything he did to Darcy’s cunt I did to his asshole using my tongue and fingers. When Joey mounted Darcy, I continued to relax his rectum and when the two of them had established a rhythm, I began to work my way in with my cock.

It was neat. Every time Joey thrust into Darcy’s hot cunt with his big red cock, his asshole would slide away from my cock, which was probably pretty red about then too. When I fucked forward into his butt my momentum pushed his cock forcefully into Darcy and then he’d bounce back and climb right back up my cock.

I don’t know how she did it, but somewhere along the line I felt her fingers reach back and grab my balls, let go, pull Joey’s balls up against mine, let them go and grab mine again. This was quite well designed to make me blow my rocks.

I pulled out and pushed my cock into Joey’s face, made him take it in his mouth as the semen pumped out. Then I switched over to Darcy and gifted her with some too. Strange how at times like that we accept with pleasure that which sounds kind of revolting later.

My cock was still hard when I realized I was about to be late for my evening class. “Shit, I’ve got to go. I’ll be late for class.”

“Why don’t you cut? We could play some more,” Darcy complained.

“I’ve taken all the cuts the Sister allows. These damn nuns are tough.”

The students sat four to a table in the classroom. I was embarrassed to be a minute late and made my way quickly to my seat in the back. All the way over I could feel the moisture around my cock, which was still dripping from our romping with Joey and Darcy. I was afraid there was a wet spot everybody could see. I took my seat and sneaked a peek. Shit, there sure was. A wet spot, and it outlined the lip of my glans, even through my pants.

I looked around to see if anyone was staring at me. At the table in front of mine, in the front of the classroom, there sat a girl I was in love with. I didn’t know her, but I loved her looks. She appeared to be Asian–a slender willowy girl with long straight black hair down the back of her head. Her slender figure was exceedingly sexy to me, even though her breasts were small. Her flaring hips did a lot to make up for her lack of mammalian development. Really, tits are over-emphasized in our culture. Besides, her nipples were like cigarette filters and really turned me on.

I was horrified to see her looking intently at my crotch, then darting to follow my eyes as they focused on her crotch, smirking as she pursed her lips.

Sister was about to turn the lights down and I reached below unconsciously to adjust the fit of my cock in my pants, now that it had softened. Realizing, suddenly, what I had done, I looked over at the girl. She looked back at me, and then the most amazing thing happened. She spread her legs just enough for the white of her panties to flash. Her legs closed again and I felt a palpable sense of loss.

I kept sneaking peeks over in her direction. It was too dark to see anything but darkness between her legs, relaxed and apart in the safety of the darkness, but that was just permission for my mind to fill in the details. Jesus! She reached up and pulled at her bra strap. She looked at me and smirked again. Then she cupped a breast with a hand and looked at me again.

I pushed my chair back from the table, out toward the side where she could see me, but nobody else in the room could, and cupped my package and stroked myself a couple of times.

The girl pushed her chair back and mimicked me, cupping her own sex with a hand.

I circled my cock with my fist.

She stuck a finger under her panty leg.

I just about creamed in my jeans.

Then she pushed her chair into the table and turned her attention to the Sister at the front of the room. But I noticed that her hips weren’t paying attention to the teacher. They were slowly grinding in the chair, grinding the aroused flesh she sat on in the chair.

At the end of the period I got stuck in the traffic jam at the door and by the time I got through, she was gone. Bummer.

The next week, I took my same place and hoped she’d be there. She was. I kept looking at her. She was so beautiful, and I was in love with her looks. I hoped she flash me a beaver again, but I wasn’t sure she did. I mean, I saw a couple quick flashes, but they could have been accidental. There wasn’t and of the self-petting I’d seen previously. Then, half way into the period, she left to go to the restroom. Returning, she looked straight into my eyes and smiled. Then she sat down and relaxed her legs—just a moment—and my eyes popped out. She wasn’t wearing panties.

The end of the period came and with it a dilemma. My cock was as hard as a bone but I wasn’t going to get caught in traffic. Without caring if Sister saw my stiffie, I stood up as she folded her notebook and hurried to lean over her my dream girl’s shoulder and ask, “Can I buy you a soda?” She remained seated, packing her notebook into her backpack.

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Ablamın düğününe bir hafta vardı. evdeki telaş hepimizi sarmıştı. Eniştem kapı gibi iri ve yakışıklıydı. Ablamla aramızda iki yaş vardı ve ikiz gibi benzerdik birbirimize hep beraber oynayıp büyümüştük Abimler le aramızda yaş farkı çok olduğu için en çok ablamla iyi anlaşırdım. Yaşıtlarıma göre hep biraz daha geriydim mahallede top oynamak yerine evde ablamla bebeklerle oynamayı tercih ederdim beni hep kız zannederlerdi. lisede sakalım çıkmasın diye annemin dogum kontrol haplarını çalar gizliden içerdim. Sanırım bu haplar bende ciddi değişiklikler yaptı zaman içinde kalçalarım büyüdü memelerim sütyenlikti ama utamcımdan giyemiyordum tabi sakalım çıkmadığı gibi sesim incelmiş aslında tam bir genç kız olmuştum. Ama ablamla aramız iyiydi oda benim bu hallerime alışmış hatta abimler memlekete gittiklerinde el ve ayaklarıma manikür pedikür falan yapar beni ağdayla sakız gibi parlak olmamı sağlardı. Evde bikinisiyle seksi pozlar vermemi sağlardı . Eniştemle nişanlanıp dolaşmaya başladıklarında aslında ablamı çok kıskandığımı fark etmiştim. Eniştemin bana olan ilgiside çok hoşuma gidiyordu tam bir erkekti düğünden bir hafta önce eniştemle alışverişe çıkmıştık yaz olduğu için hava çok sıcaktı gölgelikte serinlerken bana dikkatli baktığını fark ettim memelerim aynı kadın memesi gibi olduğu için terlemiş tişörtümden çok belli oluyordu. Eniştem ufaktan ağzımı arıyordu oğlum yok mu kız arkadaşın falan diyince bende başımı öne eğip konuyu değiştirmeye çalıştım. Almanyadan gelen akrabalar falan herkez düğüne odaklanmıştı.
Düğüne bir gün kala ablam arı sokmasından hastanelik olmuş düğün işi neredeyse yarım kalmıştı Ablamla hastane odasında oturuken ablam bana bakıp bak kardeşim diyip lafa başladı. Bunca kişi düğün diye geldi salon tutuldu bu saatten sonra iptal olursa herkes bende bir şey var diyip gerçeklere inanmaz ve ailece çok üzülürüz sana bakarken bana ne kadar benzediğini farkettim. Annemle konuştum düğüne benim yerime sen katılacaksın böylece ailemizin namusunuda kurtaracaksın deyince ağzım açık kalmıştı. Ama nasıl olur demeye kalmadan annem ve halam odaya girip biz ayarlarız bu üçümüzün arasında kalacak büyük bir sır olacak diyince şaşırıp kalmıştım. Akşam annem beni adosına alıp yarın için hazılamaya başladı içeriye kimse alınmadı halam kapıda nöbet tutuyordu kapının arkasında abimlerin ve babamın seslerini duyunca içim ürperiyordu.
Halam beni güzelce yıkadı beni çıplak görünce ah benim güzel kızım ben bile inanmam erkek olduğuna diyip kahkaha attı.
içime beyaz takım çamaşırlarımı giyip sütyenim takılı bir vaziyette otururken tanımadığım bir kadın kuaför gelip saçımı başımı her şeyimi düğüne hazırlıyordu.
Tam bir afet olmuştum ablam bile kıskanırdı valla, hastane odasında telefonla konuşurken bile benimle gurur duyduğunu söyleyip bana moral veriyordu. Düğün saati gelmeye yakın eniştem aşağıda bekliyordu. annem ve halam kimseye bir aksilik hissettirmemek için her detayı ince ince düşünmüşlerdi hatta benim köyde hasta olan dedeme acil olarak gittiğimi söylemişlerdi. aşağıya indiğimde gelin duaklı başımla eniştem heyecandan beni tanıyamamıştı. Hep beraber düğün salonuna girdiğimizde dizlerimin korkudan titrediğini farkettim neredeyse heyecandan bende düşüp bayılacaktım. Sanırım heyecandan ve güzel görüneyim diye aldığım kadın haplarından olsa gerek gögüslerim şişmiş ucundan süte benzer sızıntı geliyordu. Eniştemin hiç bir şeyden kuşkulanmamış olmasından da artık gizli bir gurur duyuyordum akşama olacak sürpriz için de utanıyordum tabi. yemekli ve içkili bol eğlenceli bir düğünden sonra hepimiz yorhunluktan gebermiştik düğünün sonuna doğru eniştem kulağıma arkadaşlarıyla beraber diskoyada gideriz değilmi? diye sorunca işkence daha bitmedi mi diyip ve ne zaman gerçek ortaya çıkacak diye içim ürpermeye başlamıştı. Bir ara zavallı annemde bana bakıp aman yavrum sonuna kadar idare et evde yalnız kalınca anlatırsın diyip geçiştirdi.

Tüm telaşlardan sonra eve girince eniştem ben ağzımı açmadan beni kendine çekip çılgınca öpmeye başladı aman allahım karısı diye kayınbiraderini öptüğünü bilse diye düşünürken beni parçalarcasına soyup yatağa attı sütyenimi çözüp memelerimi emmeye başladığında bende de filim kopmuştu eliyle popomu mıncıklarken benim ufaklığı hissetti sonra ben bir hamlede eniştemin yarrağını ağzıma alınca adamcağızın sesi kesildi salih Ahh diye adımı söyleyince artıkdaha fazla saklayamayacağımı düşünüp herşeyi bir çırpıda anlattım ama bu aradada elimlede eniştemin kalkmış yarrağını okşuyordum. -Eh artık iki karısı vardı şanslı adamdı doğrusu. Sakinleşip beni domaltıp çatır çatır sikmeye başladığında aklına hastanedeki ablamı aramak geldi onunla konuşurken gözlerindeki mutluluğu görmek benide gururlandırmıştı yarrağı götüme sokarken ablama -salihe masaj yaptırıyorum diyince zavallı ablam oradan bana teşekkür ediyordu onun kocasının yarrağını ilk yemek benim nasibimmiş demek

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Tarlada Yaşananlar
Tarlada yaşananlar

Merhabaaaaa arkadaşlar. Yine ben. Seray pasifim 31 yaşındayım pasifim. Çocukluğumdan beri pasif duygularımın farkındaydım. Son 2 hikayede durumumu anlatmıştım. Kuzenler beni pasif yapınca gerisi geldi. Gelelim hikayemize….

Ben evli eşiyle görücü usulü evlenmiş biriyim. Ancak pasif duygularım hiç bir zaman sönmedi. Eşimin ailesi çiftçidir. Bağlara çok giderler tabi benim pasif olduğumu bilmedikleri için hiç şüphe duymazlar. Eşimin babası ve abisi ile ara sıra tarlaya gideriz. O çalıların arasında sote yerleri görünce azıyordum birisi sikse burada sessizlik içinde diye. Bacaklarımda kıl olmadığı ve pürüzsüz olduğu için kayınbirader kısa şort giyince sürekli bana bakıyordu ama önemsemiyordum. Çünkü eniştesiydim.

Gelelim o malum güne. Çiftçiler bilir bazı geceler özellikle yazın tarlada kalmaları gerekiyor. O gün eşimin ailesinde kalacaktık. Ben yine kısa şortlarımı götürmüştüm. Çünkü köy çok sıcaktı ve klima yoktu. Köye gitmeden bir kaç gün önce kuzenle seviştiğim için kıl yoktu. O gece yenildi içildi. Bir ara gözüm kayınçonun sikine takıldı. Kabarmıştı. Bir an göz göze gelince ikimizde gözlerimizi kaçırdık. Neyse bir kaç dk sonra kayınbireder

X: ben tarlaya gidiyorum geç kalmayayım. Siz eğlenin ben tek kalayım

İçim burkuldu bir an..

Y: abi bende geleyim zaten sabaha bizde buradayız yanında yardımcı da olurum dedim.

Herkes bir an durdu. Eşimde ailesinin işleri ile ilgileniyorum sanınca olur dedi. Halbuki niyetim farklıydı 🙂

X: iyi tamam dedi yanına birşeyler al dedi
Y: tamam abi dedim

Üzerime şortlar dışında alacağım en fazla bir kapri ve iç çamaşırı oldu. Yola çıkmadan da kısa bir şort giydin ama eşim sinekler yer tarlada olmaz bu defi.

X: kızım ne sineği araba da kalcaz zaten geç kalıyoruz deyip beni destekledi.

O an ona baktım gülüyordu.

Abisi öyle deyince eşim sustu. Ben öne değil bacaklarım görünsün diye arkaya oturdum. Çok ısrar etmesine rağmen midem bulanıyor diye arkaya geçtim. Yol boyunca hiç konuşmadık. Biraz da kafamız güzeldi.

Yolda konuşmuyorduk ama kayınço ara ara dikiz aynasından bacaklarıma bakıyordu.

X: ya enişte birşey sorcam dedi
Y: Sor kayınço
X: neden bacaklarında kıl yok senin
Y: valla sevmiyorum. Terletiyor çok gibi bir yalan uydurdum
Y: neden sordun
X: valla enişte darılmaca yok. Çok pürüzsüz dedi
Y: beğendin yani dedim.
X: o nasıl laf enişte ya boşverelim dedi
Y: sadece sordum yahu gel şey yap demedim. Kötü mü bacaklarım dedim
X: ya enişte evet güzel ama boşvrrelim dedi

Sinyali almıştım bugün tarlada muhakkak kendimi vermeliydim.

Neyse… Tarlaya kalacağımız yere gittik. Tarlada bir tur atalım dedi kayınço. Tamam dedim.

X: bu şekilde mi geleceksin
Y: Allah allah… Ne varmış şeklimde
X: enişte bacakların çizilir dedi
Y: çizilirse güzelliği mi kaybolur sanki boşver dedim
X: yok da tarlada sen alışık değilsin dedi
Y: hadi kayınço gidelim dddim
Önünde kırıta kırıta mahsulün içine girdim. Şunu not bırakayım sakın ? içine yarı çıplak girmeyin çok kaşındırıyor

Neyse biraz ilerledlkten sonra mısır yüzünden kaşınmaaya başladım.

Y: kayınço…. Kayınço
X: noldu enişte
Y: yahu bacaklarım
X:noldu bacaklarına
Y: çok kaşındı ya neden böyle oldu
X: sana dedim dimi. Dinlemedin ki beni. Çıkalım hadi suyun orada yıkarsın dedi

Neyse mısırın içinden çıkıp koşa koşa suya gittim. Tam elbiseleri çıkarırken

Y: kayınço arkanı dön
X: enişte erkek erkeğeyiz n’olacak
Y:olmaz öyle şey kayınço
X: tamam enişte tamam

O döndükten sonra şortumu ve baksırımı çıkardım sulama yerinde biriken havuzu andıran suya girecektim. Kayınço arkası dönüktü bir şekilde bana dönmesini sağlamalıydım.

Y: ay bu da ne
X: noldu enişte

Diye yanıma gelecek oldu. Muhakkak o da popomu görmüştü. Duraksadı

Y: dönme kayınço bakma sakın
X: amaa enişte noldu ya
Y: yok birşey böcekmiş ?

Artık beni gördüğüne emin olduktan sonra suya girip çıktım. Baksurımı giymeden yeni bir şort giydim

X: hayda enişte
Y: noldu
X: yine şort giymişsin bak burası tarla dedi gülümsedi
Y: tarlaysa nolmuş
X: bir daha girmek gerekirse acır
Y: neresi dedim. Baktım kayınço gülümsüyor o an aklıma o gelmemişti

Y: haaa anladım. Pisliksin kayınço
X: ne anladın enişte
Y: boşver..
X: enişte az önce irkildiğinde sana döndüm ya popon tüysüz yani
Y: eee
X: yani şeyy enişte
Y: söylesene ya ney
X: çok güzeldi kadın poposu gibiydi.
Y: eniştene mi sulandınn
X: öyle deme enişte
Y: o zaman sana ceza bana masaj yapacaksın

Hasırın üzerinde sırtım yukarı gelecek şekilde uzandım. Sırtıma masaj yapmasını istefim.

X: tamam enişte dedi

Ve sırtıma omuzlarıma masaj yapmaya başladı.

Y: elin çok kayıyor kayınço
X: enişte yandan masaj yapmak zor geliyor
Y:sende üste çık
X:nasıl yani enişte
Y: ne nasıl ya çık üstüme sırtıma masaj yap sakat kalcam yoksa

Baksırım olmayınca popom daha belirginleşmişti.üstüme çıkınca da şortun hafif sıyrılmıştı amaçta buydu zaten.

Yavaş yavaş sırtımdan aşağı doğru kaymaya başladı. Bense kadın gibi hafif inliyordum

X: noldu enişte
Y: yok birşey iyi geldi rahatladım. Sen kızlara da böyle yapıyorsan çok can yakıyorsundır
X: enişte ya o konuyu açma

Uzun zamandır tarla işleri nedeniyle kızlarla vakit geçiremiyormuş. (Buraları geçiyorum)
Artık yavaş yavaş popoma gelmişti

Y: ohh
X: noldu enişte.
Y: valla kayınço popom bile ağrımış
X: istersen oraya da masaj yaparım
Y: yap kayınço yaap

Kayınço iyice popomun yanaklarını ovmaya başladı. Şortum iyice kaymıştı.

Y: çıkar kayınço zor oluyor öyle
X: tamam enişte

Şortumu çıkardı ama biraz daha bekledi ilk önce ne olduğunu anlamadım. Sonra sırtıma masaj yapınca kaprisini çıkardığını anladın. Çünkü siki bacaklarıma değiyordu.

Y: kayınço fazla ileri gitmedin mi
X: enişte valla bu göte dayanamazsın

Yalandan direnir gibi yaptım ama

X: enişte aramızda kalır
Y: tamam hadi işini çabuk bitir
X: off enişte hasta oldum götüne
Y: hadi hadi eğer iyi sikersen daha çok çıkar bu göt önüne
X: off enişte

Dedi. Ve götüme yumuldu. Götümü yalamaya başladı iyice azmaya başladım

Y: hadi çabuk ol azdım burada skeceksen sik dedim

Arkadan okkalı bir tükürük sesi geldi. Pasifseniz bu sesin ne anlama geldiğini bilirdiniz.

O sesten sonra sikini götümün içinde hissettim.

X: oha hemen girdi. Sen ibne misin lan
Y: senin ibnenim kayınço ohhh sik

Götüme öyle vuruyordu ki tüm tarla şap şup sesleri ile çalkalanıyordu.

Kayınço sonra domalttı beni.

X: bu götü daha çok sikecem deyip hızlı hızlı gitmeye başladı
Y: artık derman kalmamıştı bende.
Y: boşal artık ya bittim ben
X: dur enişte durrrr

Hızlanmaya başladı. Son hamlede kıçımı kendine yapıştırıp içime boşalmaya başladı.

Y: sonunda kayınço. Bak bu aramızda bir daha olmayacak
X: benden kaçarın yok enişte. Bu göt sende oldukça seni karım yapıcam

Bundan sonra da olanları yazacağım. Eğer beğendiyseniz lütfen beğen butonuna basınız. Bana bastığınızı hayal ederek 🙂

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ilk defa bu duyguyu yasamistim.
merhaba xhamster okurlari bende uzun bir dusunceden sonra yasanmis ilk hikayemi yazmaya karar verdim umarim begenirsiniz. cunki buradaki okudugum butun hikayeler hemen hemen ayni bence bes on hikaye disinda ve ruh,a isleyen bir son yok hep ayni sonla bitiyor. bende bunlarin gercek degil hayal oldugunu dusunuyorum. belki gercegi var bes on tane ama onemli olani insani okurken o ani yasatmasi ve abartisiz olmasidir. neyse ozur diler saygilari mi sunarim….

ben alikan sex yasadigim partnerim sevil tanismamiz bir internet sitesi sayesinde ayni memleketli olmamiz sayesinde gerceklesti. ben yurt disinda yasadigim icin kendisininde buraya geliyor olmasi ve havalimanindan kimsenin onu alamayacak olmasi sebebiyle gerceklesti….

seville uzun uzun telefon sohbetleri ve internet gorusmelerinden (cam yoktu)sonra beklenen gun gelmis o nu almak icin almanya havalimanina gitmistim. ve hic gormedigim sadece sesini duydugum bir insandi yasida sadece benden uc yas buyuktu. uzun beklemeden sonra ucak indi ve bir birimizi bulup sadece el sikisip benim arabama yuruduk sessiz sessiz. sonra arabaya binip yola ciktik fransaya.

yolda ona o kadar sey anlatacaktim ki olmadi kitlendim cunku ben evliydim ama o bilmiyordu. bunu soylemem lazimdi ama nasil. o bosanmis iki cocuklu bir kadin ben evli tek cocuklu bir erkek. ama yol boyunca az az konustuk ve onun urktugunun farkina varmistim. aklimda ona sahip olmak vardi ama yalan ile sahip olmak istemiyordum. benim anlatmak istedigimi anlayacak arkadaslar var biliyorum. bir kadini samimiyetle dogruluk ve durustluk ile elinizde uzun sure tutarsiniz. yalan ile az bir surede yalan aciga ciktimi her sey biter.

evet sonunda onu goturecegim sehire gelmistik gece saat 00:30 civari benim yasadigim sehire uzak oldugu icin bende o sehirde kalacaktim. ve otel arayip buldum sevil o an daha bir tedirgin oldu ne yapacagimi bilmiyor tek oda,da mi beraber kalacagiz diye dusunceli bir halde dudak iclerini istiriyordu stresten..

neyse uzatmadan resepsiyon daki gorevliye iki oda dedim ve o an sevil nasil bir sevindi anlatamam. odalarimiz yan yana idi ve cok yorgundum odama cekilip hemen uyudum. sabah ben erken kalktim onuda cagirip kahvaltimizi otelin restorantinda beraber diger musteriler ile yaptik. sonrasinda onun gidecegi yere goturmek icin otelden cikis yaptik…..

gidecegi yerlere goturdum isleri bitmis kalmak icin bir otel daha bulmustum ikindi vakti. gene iki oda tutmus odalarimiza cekilmistik bu sefer ayri katlarda idik ben birinci katta o iki katta idi. ben ustume rahat bir seyler giymis yataga uzanmisken kapi caldi ve gelen sevil idi.

kapiyi acip iceri davet ettim girmedi biraz yurumek istedigini soyledi tabi dedim ve disari yuruyuse ciktik. yuyurken sohbet baslamisti,ki dur dedim benim sana uc yalanim oldu dedim ve soyledim yalanlari mi bir adim alikan iki evliyim uc bir oglum var deyip derin ama cok derin bir oh cekmis kurtulmustum bu yukten….

artik rahatlamis kendimi mutlu hissediyordum. guldu ve senin bir sikintin oldugunu anlamistim dedi ve beni simdi kazandin sen deyip tebessum ile guldu sonrasinda cok iyi bir sohbet,e basladik gezdik yemek yedik ve aksam olup otelimize girdik….. ben odama gectim oda odasina cikti ama odama davet ettim artik seytan durtuklemisti ve onunla birlikte yalansiz uzun bir iliskiye aciktim….

saat 22:00 civari kapi caldi gelen oydu ve uzerinde bir spor kiyafet le iceri davet ettim bu sefer girdi ben yataga oturdum o sandalyeye.. biraz konustuk biraz benim bilgisayarda bir o bir ben oyun oynadik…saat gece 00:00 cok az bir zaman kala odasina cikmak istedi tabiki dedim cunku ben ona zorla degil onunda beni isteyerek benimle birlikte olmasini istiyordum. beni anlayan arkadaslar vardir bunu biliyorum……..

sonrasinda ben ayaga kalktim onu yolcu etmeye sevilde kalkti bir goz goze geldik bir kac saniye ve boynunu tutup esneme hareketi yapiyor ve boynunun agridigini soyluyordu. tabi masaj yapabilirim dedim.. tekrar derin bir bakti dusundu bir kac saniye sonra olur dedi eeeee artik sonu belli olmustu hikayemizin…uzun oldu ama gercek olani yaziyorum abartisiz….

yatagima uzandi yuzu koyun bende spor kiyafet uzerinden masaj yapmaya basladim tabi sirtina ensesine biraz sonra ustunu cikart dedim cikardi ust kismi atlet ve sutyen ili kalmisti sonra masaja devam biraz sonra atletini ensesine siyirip sutyenin kopcasini actim ses etmedi… biraz daha masaj … dedim alt tarafinida cikar bacak larinada masaj yapayim dedim olur dedi ve cikardi sonrasinda sutyen ve atlet,en de kurtulduk…

simdi masaj yaparken yavas yavas sirtina bacaklarina ayaklarina kalbim firlayacak gibi carpiyor sanki agzimda kalbim varmis gibi hissediyor ellerim titriyordu… karimdan sonra ilk defa baska bir kadina dokunuyordum…bu arada ayaklari dikkatimi cekmisti ufacik kucucuktu ve agzima alip emmeyi cok istiyordum….artik dayanamayip elimi yavasca klotundan iceri sokmus tepkisine bakiyordum,ki hafif bir inleme gelmeye basladi artik ok yaydan cikmisti…

yavasca klotunu tutup assagi cekerek cikardim… ve o hala yuzu koyun yatiyor ne olacagini bekliyordu… bende bu arada soyunmus ciril ciplak kalmistik…. simdi ellerimi yavasca amina surtuyor onu zevklendirmek istiyordum ve basardim biraz daha bu sekilde devam edip sonrasinda o guzel gotunu biraz kaldirip amina kucuk dil darbeleri atiyordum….. daha bir hizli soluk alip veriyor inlemeleri hizlaniyordu… artik kivamina gelmisti ve ben bacaklarina oturmus onu altima almistim sirtina ensesine kucuk opucuk kondurup sikimi yavasca amina degdirip cekiyordum… sevilde karsilik verip gotunu geriye yitip kaldiriyor sikimin aminin icine girmesini istiyor hadi askim koy icine diyerek sicakligini hissedeyim diye inleyip kivraniyordu……

ve biraz sonra icine koydugumda ohhhh cekip askimmmm diye inlerken basini kaldirip dudaklarimiz birlesiyordu… bende sag elim ile memesini sikiyor sol elim ile sacini arkaya daha bir cekip dudagini cenesini ve bogazini opuyorum ve sikimi amina pompalamaya devam ediyorum……biraz bu sekilde ritmik hareketler ile ikimizde zevkle bir birimize askim canim diyoruz…..

artik onu dondermemin vakti gelmisti ikimizde daha bosalmadan sevili sirt ustu cevirdim… bacaklarini ayirdim goz goze bakar iken amina sikim ile firca yapiyordum…… birden sevil uste cikmak istedigini cunku alta fazla zevk almadigini dedi bu ilk,i yasa dedim ve altima iyice yerlestirip iki bacagini ellerimle iyirip o amina yavas yavas girip cikiyordum…. ve sevil inleyerek koy koy icine dedikce ben onu daha da ucurup ayaklari,nin parmaklarini opuyor dum…. ve sevil daha bir hizli soluk almaya basladi… ohhh ohhh dedikce ben bir bir parmaklari emiyor amini girip cikiyordum. artik tek elimi bosa cikarmis onunlada memesini sikiyordun… kendiside elini elimin ustune koymus daha guclu sikmam icin elimi sikiyordu…artik ritmi bulmus amina girip cikiyor bacaginin tekini kaldirmis ayak parmaklarini somurup sesli sesli emiyor elimle memesini parcalar gibi sikarken sevil,i askim askim geliyorum hadi ucalim askim amina koyacagim diye inliyordu ve ben ona ben sana koydum amina koydum askin sana koduuuuuu aaahhhhhh aaahhhhh oooohhhhhhhh oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh aayyyyyy diye ayni anda ikimizde cinginlar gibi bosaldik bosaldik…. bu ilk gecemiz di ve ikimizin de bitmeyecek bir sevdasi idi bu……

cok uzun oldu ozur dilerim bu benim abartisiz yasanmis hikayem ve hala yasiyorum…. bizde saygi sevgi cercevesinde devam ediyor…. esimi aldatma olayina gelince esim biraz rahatsiz bu olaylara cok uzak yani kadin erkek iliskisine allah bize bir cocuk nasip etti dogumdan sonra esim biraz degisti artik o secimini yapti cocuk icin ona katlaniyorum….. kendi zevkimide ikinci esimde buldum …..simdi karim la ayni evde yasayip sevillede otel,de firsat buldugumuz yerlerde birlikte oluyorum kariminda olan bitenden haberi var cunku kendi istedi….. onuda anliyorum zor bir secim ama oglumuz icin birlikteyiz…. biz bir birimize yalansiz durust olduk ucumuzde saygiliyiz lutfen kufurlu veya esime sevile kotu bir yorum yapmazsaniz sevinirim….. yorum yapip yapmamak sizde ama lutfen seviyeli olalim insanlarin yasadiklari onlari ilgilendirir. .. belki ilerde yeni yasanmislarimizi,da yazabilirim saygilarimla. alikan…..

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İlk Aktif Cinsel Deneyimim – Aynı Apartman 2
İlk bölümün devamıdır. İsmet’in o gün bizde ilk defa boşalmasıyla beraber, sonrasında artık bize her gelişinde cinsel şeyler yaşamaya başlamıştık. İsmet bize kendiliğinden gelirdi ya da evde kimse olmadığı zaman ben ona -naber -napıyorsun yazıp bize gelsene diye eve çağırırdım. Her gelişinde ve her yalnız oluşumuzda bilgisayardan porno açardım ve bilgisayarın yanındaki yatağımda onunla yan yana oturur pornoyu izlerken aletimi çıkarıp mastürbasyon yapmaya başlardım. Bir taraftan da onun götüne el atarak ara ara okşardım. Bizde İsmet’i boşalttığım o gün ona sürttüğüm için artık ona sürtme de olur hale gelmişti. Bize geldiğinde fiks şeyler olurdu. Porno açılır, yatakta yan yana oturulur ve mastürbasyon başlardı. Daha sonra yan yana uzanıp ben ilerisinde onu yüzüstü çevirir ve üstüne geçip sürtmeye başlardım. Öyle ki o zamanlar azgınlıkla İsmet’in kabak gibi götüne sürterken deliği hedef alıp hep sokmaya, içine girmeye yeltenirdim.İsmetse hemen kendisini yapma vs diyerek yana çekerdi. Hem tecrübesiz hem toy hem de İsmet hemen kendisini çektiği için içine giremezdim zaten İsmet’in götü, toyluğun ve ilk cinsel hazların vermiş olduğu keyif ve azgınlıkla hemen boşalacak gibi olurdum ve banyoya giderek boşalırdım. Bu yaşananlar ilk zamanlarda boşalma sonrası bana pişmanlık hissi yaşatmaya başlamış ve moral bozukluğu yaşatmıştı. Boşaldıktan sonra İsmet’in bir an önce evden gitmesini beklerdim. Pişmanlık yaşadığım için hatta artık İsmet’e bir daha yapmayalım, dahası bir daha görüşmeyelim gibi cümleler söyler ve onu evden böyle yolladıktan sonra yolda görünce selam bile vermeden yoluma devam ederdim. Aradan bir iki hafta geçer ve azınca ev boş olunca İsmet’e yazar ve yine aynı şekilde bize gelsene diyerek eve çağırırdım. İsmet bize gelirdi ve odada beraber vakit geçirirken bir anda yanaşmaya yeltenirdim ve tepkime karşılık hani yapmayacaktık gibi bi şey diyerek kendisini salardı. İsmet’e her sürtmeye çalıştığımda sokmaya da yelteniyordum. Çünkü İsmet’in götü aşırı azdırıyordu ve sürterken bile aldığım hazzın içine girdiğimde nasıl olacağını merak ettiğimden sokmaya yelteniyordum. Hep başarısızlıkla sonuçlanıyordu çünkü İsmet içinde benim bu hızlı hallerim onda adeta bir anal seks tabusu oluşturmuştu. Benim içine sokma hevesim ve onun da tabu oluşmasına neden olmuştu. Sonuçta ilk cinsel deneyimlerdi ve onun için de zor bir durumdu. Ben sokmaya yeltenirdim, ismet kendisini çekerdi ben niye derdim o da istemiyorum derdi ya da şimdi değil derdi ya da korkuyorum derdi. Yani o an bir şekilde bir şey deyip çekerdi kendisini. Sanki gözlerinde analı yapmayacağım gibi bir söz vermiş gibiydi kendisine.Tabii işin sonunda ben banyoda boşalırdım o da sonrasında boşalırdı ve toparlanılır hiçbir şey olmamış gibi normal hayat akışına dönerdik.

Artık bu elleşmelerle başlayan sürtmeyle devam eden olaya oral seks de dahil olmuştu. Ben İsmet’e elleşirken ve aletleri çekerken ara ara yalasana gibi şeyler söylemeye başlamıştım. O da – ıyyy iğrenç, asla olmaz gibi sözlerle karşılık verirdi, neden yala ne olacak dediğimde ise bana sen yalasana madem gibi şeyler söylemişti. Bir oldu iki oldu bu şekilde tepki verdi madem öyle ben de sen yalasana dediği bir gün onunkine dil attım ve bak ne oldu deyip ondan hamle bekledim. Bu tepkime karşılık ondaki şaşkınlık sonucu o da benim aletime dil attı ve çekti. Sonra üç saniye dil değdir, beş saniye dil at derken artık bir şekilde oral seks de olur hale gelmişti. İsmetle olan maceralarımıza oral sekste katılmaya başlamıştı. İsmet’in bize gelişi ve benim yanaşmamla başlayan elleşmeler sonucunda zamanla öpüşme de olmaya başlamıştı. Artık anal seks dışında neredeyse her şeyi yaşıyor hale gelmiştik. Evlerde yalnızken ben yanaşırdım, yatağa geçilirdi. Elleşmeler, öpüşmeler, tabiri caizse önsevişme yaşanıyor, sürtme oluyor, İsmet yalamak isterse bazen yalıyor bazen yalamıyordu. Boşalacağımız zaman ise banyoya gidiyor ve İsmet beni çekerek boşaltıyor sonra kendisini boşaltıyordu, bazen boşalmak istemezdi. İsmet eline döl değmesinden bile korkardı. Ben boşalacağım zaman boşalmadan önce söylememi ister ve elini çekerdi. Çünkü dölden tiksiniyordu. Günler bu şekilde gidiyordu. Bunlar neredeyse her hafta ya da iki ihaftada bir oluyordu. Toplam bir buçuk seneden fazla bu şekilde sürdü. Ben her sürtmede sokmak istiyordum ama İsmet müsaade etmiyordu neden diye sorduğumda ise korkuyorum, şuan değil, ya da istemiyorum, oradan zevk almıyorum asla olmayacak gibi ruh haline ve o anki atmosfere göre kendinde tabu yarattığını fark ettiğim sözler söylüyordu ben ise denemedin nereden bilebileceksin gibi sözler söyleyip deneyip karar vermesini istiyordum. Bazen benim istekli halim ve onun analı reddedişi ikimizinde şevkini kaçırıyor ve boşalmadan toparlanarak iş oraya gelince giyinip moraller bozuluyordu. Hatta bu bir buçuk senenin sonunda artık sıkılmış hale gelmiş ve görüşme periyodumuz ayda bir hale uzamıştı. Çünkü aynı şeyler olacak diye evlerde yalnızken çağırmıyordum.

Lütfen yorum ve beğenide bulununuz. İlk anal seks deneyimi bir sonraki bölümde gelecektir.

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