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After the guys had left the studio, I took a shower and cleaned up. I went to the office to confront my husband, but he was nowhere to be found. I called his cell number, but he didn’t answer.

I pondered in my head what to do. I really didn’t want to go home.

I finally decided to go to a restaurant to get something to eat before going to a hotel for the evening so I wouldn’t have to confront the obvious problem with my husband.

On the way to the restaurant, I thought back through all the adventures we had shared over the past few years. We shared sexual adventures since before we got married. He took me to an adult theater after we had a frank discussion of his sexual fixations and to boost my sexual self-confidence. He took me, willingly, to a swinger’s club in a town about 100 miles away from our home. I had at least 3 sexual adventures on my own, but always told him about everything. I loved the man that gave me the self-confidence, and the understanding of my own sexual being, through experiences and taking beautifully erotic photographs of me. I also loved the fact that he encouraged me to be sexual, but at the same time helped me insure the anonymity that our lifestyle and adventures demanded. He was always discrete.

I knew I was beautiful and that men desired me. I enjoyed the responses I got when I dressed to show off my curves. I learned, with his encouragement and pleasure, to tease other men, to make them think I was infatuated with them, to use my body and my beauty to tease and to please. I loved being the center of attention.

I also loved the secret life we had together, knowing that we had to be discrete or lose everything. I often got a sexual rush when someone looked at me — perhaps they had seen me somewhere being the woman my husband wanted me to be, the woman that I had enjoyed becoming.

I had fucked total strangers at adult theaters while others watched. I had posed for nudes, showing my cunt and tits, so that my husband’s career as a photographer might be enhanced. I had posed for sex pictures with strangers in his studio, allowed him to photograph me as I had sex with other men in various locations. I had teased and had sex with men I didn’t know, both with my husband and without him. I had been discrete because we needed to be,even when I was tempted by the fathers of the students I taught or the people I worked with (well, except for Kelvin).

We had moved through this tangled life supporting each other’s desires and fantasies, knowing that our mutual love and respect was strong.

Now that seems to have failed. Earlier in the day, when we were involved in a porn shoot with three professional porn actors, my husband has simply walked away, leaving me while I fucked, and was fucked by, three men. When asked about why he left, he displayed an unusual jealousy, accusing me of enjoying myself too much, and much to my shock, calling me a cunt.

I didn’t have a plan as to what I would do next. I’d get a bite to eat, then drove by our house to see if there was any sign of life.

Sitting in the taxi, my mind strayed back to the events of the day. I loved being a slut for the three guys that my husband had paid to perform with me. As I thought about the number of times I climaxed during the fuck sessions, I found myself getting turned on.

Walking into the restaurant I heard someone call out, “Hello Sharon.” I turned to see Ken, the husband of my aerobics instructor sitting near the bar. “What brings you here,” he asked.

“Didn’t feel like eating at home tonight, husband is away,” I said.

“Great, I’m batching it myself tonight, Jane is visiting her parents this week,” he said.

Let me be honest here, I always found Ken to be a very attractive man. He is a tall, good looking, older man who I have fantasized over several times. My husband has teased me about it several times in the past.

“Well, if Jane wouldn’t mind, perhaps we can get a table and chat,” I said.

“She probably would, if she ever found out. I won’t tell and I am sure that you can be discrete,” he said.

“You know I always am,” I said with a wink.

I was quite sure he was referring to an event that happened last summer when he and Jane and my husband and I vacationed together. Ken and I have been attracted to each other and have flirted and teased for over a year now.

The time was while we were on vacation at a beach resort in Delaware. Ken and Jane have two girls and we’d all go to the beach to enjoy the sun. I wore what I thought was appropriate for a beach day, a nice two piece that showed off my tits quite well. When we met up with Ken and Jane at the beach I saw the Ken enjoyed my outfit a bit more than Jane.

Ok, cut to the chase, we spend several days flirting and me showing him more attention than necessary, but I was enjoying teasing and my husband seemed to like watching me in action. We were mindful to the discretion we needed to show because Ken and Jane were both residents of the suburb we work in and ataşehir escort Ken had dealings with the school district where I work.

After several days flirting with Ken, we came back to the condo they were renting after a day at the beach and the bars along the boardwalk near the beach. Jane had taken the girls into the town to do some shopping and my husband was off photographing.

We entered the condo and Ken offered me a drink. I was standing looking out the window of the condo when I felt Ken come up behind me. I was somewhat startled to feel his hands cup my tits and felt him push his body tight against me from behind. “Oh, God, your body is so beautiful,” Ken whispered in my ear.

I pushed my ass back against the front of his swimsuit and felt his cock starting to grow and thicken with excitement. I also felt my nipples harden at Ken’s touch. I arched my back as his big hands engulfed the fullness of my breasts and felt his lips brush against my neck. He kissed my neck and squeezed my tits.

I felt his hand slip beneath the material of my small bikini top and he pushed the material up and out of the way. His hands felt hot against my skin and my nipples were now fully hard and erect with excitement.

I pushed back against his cock and felt it getting hotter and hotter. He moved me to the back of the soft and bent me over the edge. I felt his hands slide from my breasts and down my sides until they reached my bikini bottom. It was a string bikini and I felt his hand tugging on one of the strings. Suddenly I felt the side un-tie and it slipped to the floor.

He stepped back and I heard him slip off his trunks and move back against me, his big, hot cock brushing against my ass. Being bent over the sofa, I reached quickly back between my legs to cup his balls. He moaned as I cupped his balls and moved against my ass.

He then stepped back and his balls pulled from my hand. I felt him guide his cock between my legs, the head of his prick making my cunt lips tingle. His hand guided his cock along my slit and I felt my cunt rapidly moisten with excitement. He slid his shaft along my excited pussy and we both moaned with excitement.

“God, your cunt is so hot,” Ken said.

“Your cock is so thick,” I moaned. “Put it in, Ken, put it in me, please,” I begged.

“But I don’t have a condom,” he said.

“I don’t care, fill me with your dick,” I said.

Needing no encouragement, Ken pulled back slightly, grasped his cock and slowly pushed the head between my swollen cunt lips. His cock slowly and ever so deliciously slid into my cunt. He and I again both moaned as the pleasure of his penetrating me waved over both of us.

I pushed back against his penetration as his cock filled me completely. Again, I reached back between my legs to cup his balls. They filled my hand and were pushed tightly against my pussy.

Slowly he pulled his cock all the way out of me as my cunt muscles gripped tightly around this thick shaft. Again I felt the sensuous pleasure of his rod penetrating me fully. His hands moved to my hips as he pushed himself fully into me.

Before he could begin fucking me, we heard the sound of people in the hallway outside the condo. I recognized the voice immediately as Jane, Ken’s wife.

I struggled to pull free of Ken. “It’s your wife,” I said, “You have to stop. Take it out please.”

Ken didn’t say a word but pulled his cock out and quickly re-inserted himself back into me. He started fucking my cunt rapidly.

I heard the key in the lock and Jane talking to the girls. Somehow I managed to pull away, and grabbed the bottom of my suit and made a dash for the powder room. Ken moved away and into the master bedroom, just as Jane and the girls walked in.

I had my beach bag and bottom of my suit, but I noticed that the top of my suit wasn’t to be found. I quickly put on my cover-up and came out of the bathroom.

“Oh, hi Sharon, how are you,” Jane said.

“Good, just back using your powder room on the way up to our condo,” I said.

I noticed the top I was wearing was lying on the floor near the sofa. I reached down and picked it upquickly hoping no one had noticed.

“Ok, thanks, got to get back home to get cleaned up for dinner tonight,” I continued. “Are you folks joining us?”

“I’m not sure what Ken has in mind,” Jane said. “I’ll call you and we can work something out.”

“OK, see you later,” I said. I quickly exited Ken and Jane’s place and rushed to the elevator.

When I got to the condo my husband and I were renting, I was trembling with excitement. I could still feel the thickness and length of Ken’s cock. I was excited because it was obvious that Ken wanted to fuck me, even with the possibility of getting caught. It was exciting as to how close we had come to getting caught, I still felt the rush of being penetrated by his cock and the sound of his wife entering the condo where just moments before her husband was buried up to his balls in my hot, willing cunt.

I kadıköy escort bayan undressed and got on the bed and stroked my cunt until my body was wracked with an intense orgasm. As my fingers plunged into my cunt I felt the hotness and thickness of Ken’s cock filling me. It was a very satisfying orgasm, even if it was self-induced.

When my husband returned, I told him of the event. “Too bad he didn’t get to finish, I guess you owe him,” my husband said.

About an hour later, Jane called to say that they were going to a seafood restaurant within walking distance and asked if we’d like to join them.

We met about a half-hour later; I wore one of my lightweight summer dresses that showed off my tits quite well and a small thong. I managed to get quite a bit of attention during the walk over and at the restaurant.

We met Ken and Jane and the girls, teenagers, at the place. I managed to sit next to Ken at the restaurant. When we were seated, I suddenly felt Ken’s hand on my thigh under the table. He looked over and smiled.

We made small talk about the day and the fun we were having on vacation. Ken’s hand slowly worked its way further up my thigh as the conversation continued. I was glad it was a nice place with long table cloths.

His hand continued up my thigh until it was under my dress. His hand moved across my thigh getting closer and closer to my pussy. When his hand finally reached my pussy, I felt him caress my cunt through the thin material of my thong. I opened my legs slightly to allow his fingers to run along my slit. I could feel myself flushing from excitement as he stroked my excited cunt.

“This drink must be pretty strong,” I said. “I can feel myself flushing already.”

Ken looked over and smiled. We continued to chat as my friend’s husband slowly stroked my pussy.

Moments later, I felt his finger push aside the thin material of my thong and stroke the entire length of my slit. He then guided his one finger into my vagina. Slowly he stroked me with his finger.

As I grew more and more excited, I had to let Ken know that he had to stop. I squeezed my legs around his hand and used my hand to pull his hand from between my legs. He looked over at me and frowned.

After dinner we walked the boardwalk for an hour or so, we then headed back toward the condo building at the end of the boardwalk. My husband and Jane and the girls were tagging slightly behind as Ken and I walked into one of the shops along the way. I had the chance for a few moments to talk with Ken.

“Do you realize you close we came today,” I said. “We could have gotten caught by your wife and daughters. Think any of them would be please by catching their husband or their father with his cock in another woman’s cunt?”

“I want you as much as you want me, but we can’t, not here,” I said. “You don’t want your wife to be suspicious and I certainly don’t want my husband finding out.”

“I know, but when,” Ken said?

“I’m sure we’ll get the chance some time but we need to be discrete,” I said.

“But I can’t stop thinking about you, those tits of yours and how hot and tight your cunt feels around my dick,” Ken said.

“I know,” I said. “And I can’t stop thinking about how big and thick your cock is, but not here, not now.”

We never got the chance that summer, but I did get to stroke Ken’s beautiful, thick dick at a party Jane had for her aerobics class. There too, we almost got caught, but not by Jane but by one of the other women at the party. Almost!

Back at the restaurant, “My husband said I owe you,” I said to Ken.

“Owe me, for what,” he asked.

“Don’t tell me you have already forgotten about last summer,” I said.

“I will never forget last summer,” Ken said. “It was the most exciting experience I have had in years.” “How, or should I say what, does your husband know about last summer?”

“I told him everything,” I said. “We have a very solid relationship.” “I’m sure you have told Jane what happened by now.”

“No, I haven’t thought it worth mentioning to her,” he said. “Did you husband take it well, or should I keep an eye out for him?”

“He was quite excited by the experience,” I said. “He often asks me to tell him about it while we are having sex.” “He said that since you had to stop before you finished that I owe you.”

“Ok,” Ken said, “so when are you paying this debt?”

“Well, since I am pissed at my husband for something he did earlier, perhaps tonight would be a good time,” I said.

Ken’s eyes widened, “We are talking about what I think we are, right,” he asked.

“We are,” I said staring deeply into his eyes.

A few minutes later we were in Ken’s car leaving the restaurant parking lot. “So, your place or mine,” I said?

“How about your place,” he asked.

“Let’s drive over to see if the coast is clear,” I said. “As I said earlier, I am pissed at my husband, so I am not sure if he will be home tonight or staying at his studio.”

As escort maltepe we approached our house I could see that the lights were off. It didn’t look like anyone was there. “Pull in the driveway,” I told Ken, “I’ll see if anyone is home.”

I went inside and there didn’t seem to be anyone home, but the message light on the phone was blinking. I picked up the phone to hear a message from my husband. He said he was sorry, but thought it best if he stayed at the studio tonight and he hoped we could talk in the morning.

“Well, I guess that makes things a lot simpler,” I thought to myself.

I went back to the door and signaled to Ken to come in. He shut off the car and came inside.

“So, shall I go put my swimsuit on so we can start where we left off, or do you want to start over,” I asked?

“Let’s start over,” Ken said as he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply.

I kissed him back as eagerly as he kissed me. His arms circled me and pulled me tightly to his body. My breasts pressed against him. I could feel his cock through his pants as it began to harden.

I pulled away enough to run the palm of my hand down over the front of his pants to caress his thickening cock. His hand moved to my breasts and caressed them through the material of my blouse. He moaned as I squeezed his cock through his pants. Slowly I moved my hand up to his zipper and pulled it down. I reached into his pants seeking his ever hardening cock. My hand circled its hot shaft and he grew even more hard and rigid.

He stepped back and unfastened his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. I realized then that Ken wasn’t wearing any underwear. He stepped out of his pants as my hand continued to slowly manipulate his cock. “God, your cock is big,” I said.

His hands moved to the buttons of my blouse and began to eagerly, if somewhat clumsily, unbutton them. I arched my shoulder as he pulled my blouse off and let it drop to the floor. His hands returned to my tits caressing them through the thin material of my bra.

I felt my nipples hardening as I became more and more aroused at his actions. I felt one of his hands working on the clasp of the bra, but fumbling. I reached around quickly to uh-hook the clasp and he smiled as his hands pulled my bra from my full breasts. I arched my back to give him a great view of my tits.

“Beautiful,” was all he could say.

I stepped back and unzipped my skirt while Ken quickly took off his shirt. My skirt quickly fell to the floor leaving me only wearing a small lacy thong and my heels.

His hands encircled me again pulling me to him, his hard cock pushing against my belly throbbing with heat. His hands grabbed my ass and pushed my body tightly against his body. “God, your cock is so hard and thick,” was all I could say.

I pulled away and stepped back to step out of my thong. I looked deep into his eyes as I pulled the thin, small garment down over my hips and stepped out of it. His eyes widened as he notice that my vagina was completely shaved.

“That is something I forgot about,” he said. “It looks good enough to eat,” he teased.

“Maybe later,” I said, “now I want to suck that beautiful cock of yours.”

I lowered myself to kneeling in front of Ken and took his beautiful cock in my hand. I looked up at him as my hand circled his shaft and slowly began pumping his thick hot cock.

He moaned as I began stimulating his cock, first with my hand and then eagerly engulfing his cock-head with my mouth. Inside my mouth, I swirled my tongue over the ridge of his cock-head, causing Ken to moan loudly. While my mouth pleasured his cock-head, my hand was wrapped around his shaft tightly slowly pumping the length of his dick.

“I’ve wanted to pleasure your cock for a long time now,” I said after pulling his cock momentarily from my mouth.

Quickly I again engulfed his cock with my mouth and began sucking him eagerly. I felt his hands move to the back of my head, pushing his cock further and further into my mouth.

Kneeling in front of Ken, I could feel my cunt tingling as I got more excited from both the sensation of his cock in my mouth and his response to my cock sucking skills. He was enjoying it as much as I was.

“Let’s take a break for a few minutes,” Ken said, “you’re getting me awfully close to the edge.

He pulled his cock from my mouth and reached out his hand to mine to help me stand. “Let’s go upstairs,” he said.

I smiled and led him upstairs to our master bedroom. I got on the bed and lay on my back. He approached the bed and reached out with his hands to spread my legs. Slowly he lowered his head to my cunt and began licking my pussy eagerly. He ran his tongue up and down my slit along my swollen cunt lips for a few moments.

I felt Ken changing positions on the bed so that his knees were straddling my head. Again he lowered himself so that one hand could open my excited lips to allow access for his tongue to my excited clit.

In the position he was in, his big cock was near my head, I reached out to touch his thick cock and when my hand engulfed it I felt a twitch of pleasure through his cock. I was tempted to pull his cock to my mouth, but knew if I did I would soon make him cum. I wanted this sex to last as long as possible.

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Jeremy rummaged through his pockets searching for money to pay the driver and produced a crumpled-up ten dollar bill. I threw open the door and hopped out of the car, straightening out my skirt that had gotten hiked up while we were fooling around. I glanced around – the street was unusually quiet for a Saturday night, especially in my neighborhood, which was littered with bars overflowing with 20-somethings groping around for someone to share their beds with.

I walked to the door of my building, keys in hand, as Jeremy slammed the door of the cab shut behind him. As I fumbled to get the key in the lock, he pushed his hand below the front waistband of my skirt, making it difficult for me to concentrate. Once the door was unlocked, we hurried inside and made our way to the elevator, Jeremy’s hands on my hips the entire time. Thankfully the elevator was there waiting for us. The moment the doors slid shut, he attacked me. His lips engulfed mine and our tongues lashed at each other. He had me pressed against the wall of the elevator and my right leg lifted almost instinctively and wrapped around him, pulling him closer to me. I could feel him through his pants, hard against my stomach. By now, I was dripping and his fingers massaging my clit through my black satin panties just made it worse.

The elevator opened ataşehir escort up at my floor to an empty hallway. We unwrapped ourselves and I lead him to my apartment at the end of the hall, his hands wandering over my ass as I walked. When we stopped in front of the turquoise door to my studio, Jeremy’s lips found their way to my neck as I fumbled once again with my keys. His cock was so hard against the small of my back and I couldn’t wait to feel it in my hands again, let alone plunging into my hot wet pussy.

The door finally opened after what seemed like ages and we scurried inside. Before the door was even shut, Jeremy was peeling my panties off from under my skirt. He let them fall to my ankles and I stepped out of them, flinging them across the room with my black stiletto-heeled shoe. He hiked up my skirt and pressed me against the wall like he had in the elevator, but now, there was nothing holding him back. He slid down to his knees on the floor and lifted my leg over his shoulder. He began kissing my inner thighs with such force that I began to shutter. Waves of pleasure began to move through me even before his tongue began to lap at my pussy. He alternated between licking the full length of my labia, sucking gently on my clit, and burying his tongue deep inside me. I came twice and kadıköy escort bayan by the third surge of orgasm I was sure my legs were going to give out beneath me.

He stood up, pulled off his shirt, and looked me in the eyes, wearing that same sly smile I had seen earlier. I smiled back, reaching for his belt. I unbuckled it and his cock sprung out the moment I unzipped his fly. I slid his pants and boxers down over his ass and down to the floor. I placed my hands back on his ass and guided him while I walked backward towards the bed only a few feet from the front door. At the foot of the bed I stopped, crossed my arms in front of me and pulled my top up over my head, revealing my breasts which were overflowing from my favorite black satin bra. He slid the straps down off my shoulders as I unhooked the clasp in the back. The bra fell to the floor and he bent down to take my right breast into his mouth. His tongue flicked against my nipple just as it had against my clit over by the door. I couldn’t stand it any more, this torture. I slid my skirt off, kicked off my heels, and dropped down onto the bed, legs spread. He came down on top of me and we shimmied further up onto the bed. He reached down, grabbing his cock, and rubbed the head of it against my throbbing clit. We kissed madly as I reached escort maltepe frantically into the drawer of my bedside table for a condom. We stopped kissing long enough for me to tear the wrapper off with my teeth and I slid it onto his rock hard cock, eager to feel him slamming into me. Finally, he slid his thick cock deep into my waiting pussy and a small gasp escaped my lips. He slid in and out of me, my pussy engulfing the full length of his dick with each thrust.

He began to slow down a bit and I took it as my chance to roll over and get on top of him. I began riding him, slowly at first and then gradually speeding up until I was quickly bouncing up and down on his cock. His hands were on my hips while I kneaded my breasts in my hands. I could hear him moaning softly and I leaned over to kiss him. As I came back up he followed, our lips never separating. We were both sitting up now, grinding into each other. I could feel the final explosion of orgasm coming and I dug my fingers into his back. I could tell he was nearly there as well by his breathing. A few moments later I could feel the heat move through me as the inner walls of my pussy clamped down on his throbbing cock. He let out a final moan and I knew he had come too.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, him buried deep inside me, our arms wrapped around each other, while we recovered. After my heart rate had finally slowed down a bit, I pulled back to look at him.

“That was amazing,” I said, smiling, as a bead of sweat slid down between my breasts.

Jeremy smiled. “Just wait. I’m not done yet.”

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***Author’s note: This is written from a women’s point of view. I am not a woman, nor have I ever been. And for those of you who say that we all start out as a woman in the womb, that’s not true. We’re neuters then. Anyhow, this is for Marxist’s story contest, the rules: Under 800 words and set a college. This is my entry. Feel free to psychoanalyze, just send me the results.***

My name is Shannon Seaborne. At the age of 20, now, I’ve been going to DeVry university for some time now, because my LSAT and MCAT scores were only in the 88th percentile. Yes, the same DeVry that you see when watching ‘Charles in Charge’ reruns. DeVry was my hell for screwing my way through school and getting bad test scores.

The day was cold, wind rushed against me as I ran to class, entering the building as the bell rang. Damn. Being the last one to enter, everyone looked at me, and I loved it. I could feel the boys’ eyes over my full breasts, long legs, tight ass, and long black hair. I flashed them a smile, I loved the attention, it makes me horny.

The lecture began and I began to lose interest quickly, wondering why I even bothered to come escort kartal to class at all. I looked around the room, smiling back at those whom I caught looking at me. When I turned back to the front, the professor had put up a transparency assigning groups to get together for an exercise. I found my name and looked at the four names paired with me- all boys. I smiled, thinking, “This could be interesting.”

A general murmur came over the room as people moved around the room. I waited for these four potential-studmuffins to assemble and wait for me, men always do. I put a little shake in my walk and pushed out my chest as I walked over and interrupted them, “Is this group 34C?”

They said it was, and I sat, only then did I get a good look at them. They were discussing the assignment, one, Simon, was a bespectacled geek, he was going on about some anti-Microsoft view of the assignment. There was also Jonah, a large angry black guy, and an angry person as well. He exploded at the geek and demanded that he be called ‘King Alayo’. The next guy was Wesley Willis, he was bigger than the King and he was…. unique. “That maltepe escort Microsoft really whups it up, I like the way they rock and the way they roll. They give me harmonization.” I knew then that none of them would get with me.

Finally there was Mark. Mark was generic. His blonde hair and blue eyes made me start thinking about the rest of him. He wore trendy clothes, making him indistinctively attractive. I looked up at him and felt an urge, a drawing force to him. I didn’t want to love him, I just wanted him. Being familiar in the art of flirting, I rubbed my sweater-bound breasts against him to grab his attention. He glanced over at me, and as soon as our eyes met they locked. I gave him a smile and licked my lips, letting that say everything, entrancing him. I saw it in his eyes, he wanted me, and I wanted him.

We let the losers cover for us as we sneaked off to the bathroom, driven by our desire. He pushed me against the cold, unsanitary wall of the bathroom as our lips met, our kiss growing from pure lust, our tongues moving into each others mouths and licking, tasting each other. His hands trailed pendik escort bayan down my body, working their way down to my hips, then holding me tight as he purred. I felt my nipples grow hard and my pussy get soaking wet as I felt his touch. His hands slipped under my sweater and under my bra, cupping my breasts, giving them a hard squeeze, being rough with me. His fingers found my hard nipples and started pulling them, sending shockwaves through me.

I got caught up in the moment, the world around me spinning, before I knew it, my pants and panties were at my ankles, my pussy spread wide for him, my mouth calling for him to fuck me. Soon I felt his hard cock slide into my wetness, driving hard inside me. He pushed his hard dick deep in my pussy, fucking me hard as I moaned loudly. He slammed himself deep as I lowered a finger to my clit, pleasuring myself. Sliding easily, my finger circled my throbbing clit as the hard cock pounded me relentlessly. The stimulation built and soon my nerves were on fire and I began to go over the edge, spasming hard around the cock inside me, drawing out his orgasm, his cum shooting deep inside of me as we both yelled.

I laid motionless on the floor, taking it all in as he pulled up his pants and fixed his belt. I felt sticky between my thighs and heard the footsteps as he left. I stayed there, and in that moment, everything was right in the world.

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Nas was a girl who worked in the same building as me although in a different department. Nevertheless whenever we saw each other around we would stop and chat and flirt with each other.

Now Nas wasn’t what you would call particularly pretty or beautiful or anything but she was very slim and had small breasts. In addition her hair was long, dark and sleek and her eyes were deep brown and very alluring. She also had an air of confidence about her and was very open in her attraction to me despite knowing I was married and she herself having a secret boyfriend her family didn’t know about.

She had an air of sexiness about her. She was 23 and I could tell she definitely wasn’t a virgin or a shy innocent Indian girl.

Often when we talked she would tease me, she would stand close to me and accidentally brush past me as she moved. She would say things like how she wished the two of us had met before I’d got married and that she would have left her family to be with me.

All this teasing was becoming too much for me and eventually I pleaded with her to go out with me but she would always say that it was impossible. Nevertheless whenever I saw her I would ask again and she would respond with more teasing.

This went on until the time came for the work Christmas party which was to be held in a night-club. Nas was there wearing her hair long, a shiny top and a long tight black skirt that clung to her body. To me she looked beautiful and I longed to get close to her but she was sticking close to her colleagues.

As the evening wore on I finally managed to separate her from the others escort kartal when they all got up to dance and she chose to remain behind.

I saw this as my best chance and immediately went over to talk to her where she sat in a dark corner of the club.

I told her how beautiful she looked and how much I desired her. She was very flattered by my attentions and did not move away when I sat closer to her and slipped my arm around her shoulder. Gently I stroked my fingers along her arm and she responded by turning her face to me and smiling a wonderful smile. I couldn’t resist and leant forward to kiss her lightly on her mouth. Nas responded to my advance and opened her lips to receive my kiss and for several seconds both of us were lost in another world where only the two of us existed.

However we both came to our senses as we realised that anybody might see us kissing so we broke away and Nas left quickly to head to the toilet leaving me sitting alone and extremely frustrated.

I didn’t see her again that evening and in fact it was after New Year when we had returned to work that I encountered her again. On this one particular night I was working late finishing off one or two things before the weekend. There was no one else about and I was eager to leave and go home. Just before leaving I heard noises coming from the photocopier room and looked inside to tell the person in there that I was leaving. I was extremely pleased to see Nas in there surrounded by pieces of paper she had been copying and trying to put in order. She had jumped with surprise when I had opened the door maltepe escort and dropped her papers on the floor. I apologised for startling her and bent down to help her pick everything up. Nas too bent down and we both ended up on our hands and knees facing each other with tension in the air strong between us. At that moment I wanted her so badly and told her so and she said that she too wanted things to happen between us but was scared of things getting out of hand.

This time however I would not be denied and I lifted her to her feet and gazed at her, my face full of longing. She was wearing her uniform of short sleeved black and grey top and long flowing black skirt. It wasn’t a very flattering outfit but nevertheless at that moment I wanted her more than any other woman on the planet.

I pulled her towards me and held her tightly in my arms enjoying the feeling of her slim body pressed against my own. I kissed her, passionately this time and ran my hands down her back and onto her small bottom.

Nas tried to push my hands away but instead I lifted her up and sat her on the desk while I kissed her again with my tongue probing into her mouth which to my delight was met by her own.

We had gone too far now to turn back and I lifted up her top to expose her small breasts easily contained in a lacy black bra. In one movement I lifted her top over her head and without pausing I reached behind her and unfastened the hooks of her bra. It easily fell to the floor as I leaned forward and flicked my tongue lightly over the brown aureole of her right breast.

Nas shivered at pendik escort bayan this and placed her hand on the back of my head giving me encouragement to proceed. Without further ado I began sucking at her nipple while my hand was fondling her other breast. Her tits were very small but her nipples stood out like corks and responded easily to the sucking attentions of my mouth.

By now I had a huge hard on trapped inside my trousers and demanding to be free. Frustrated I grabbed her hand and placed it on the bulge of my cock. Thankfully Nas responded by undoing my belt and button on my trousers. She pulled them down and my boxers down with them and began fondling my cock, gripping it tightly and squeezing before vigorously wanking it.

At this point I realised that I was very close to coming and so I pleaded with Nas to take my cock in her mouth. She didn’t hesitate and immediately went down on her hands and knees before me and began sucking me with great force. I couldn’t hold on and came in her mouth, my hot seed gushing forth onto her tongue.

I assumed that she had swallowed my sperm as she stood up and was surprised when she tongue kissed me and passed my own spunk into my mouth. I was turned on beyond measure and our kisses increased in passion, which combined with Nas’s expert fondling of my cock brought it quickly back to hardness. Unable to wait any longer I used my knee to force he legs apart and, still standing I pushed my cock into her sopping wet cunt. She accommodated my six inches without any problem and I began fucking her hard, her cunt making wet and squelching noises as my cock moved in and out. After several minutes of this hard fucking she herself came to orgasm so I increased my hard thrusts even more and ejaculated my fluid inside her womb.

“Not bad for starters” this beautiful girl said with a mischievous smile…..

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Here it is. Taken a little while, but loved doing it. My creative writing is a little rusty in places, but I’m sure will improve with some practice! Short snippet of part 2 – the rest is work in progress!

Xx

Part 1

He woke from his dream, feeling the weight of his erection resting heavily on his stomach. Always a nice reminder of the evenings dream about her, the state of his arousal emphasised by the precum still dribbling from the end of his swollen penis. If only she was there to clean it up….then he thought, what a shame not to share his view and take a picture for her later enjoyment, knowing she’d rush to the ladies toilets at lunch for a closer look. He loved their naughty exchanges.

Even to this day, thoughts of their exploits together fuel their dirtiest and most exciting fantasies. Being able to share them with each other, to talk and think about new ones they might engage in, serve to turn them on even more. It’s only with each other they feel they can truly express their sexual selves knowing nothing is off limits, or at least wouldn’t be pondered with some serious thought!

The list of lewd fantasies seemed almost endless, and fantastically diverse, such is the fertility of their joint imaginations. A result both admit, is unique to their relationship, such is the level of connection and excitement they trigger in each other.

They often fantasised about the collection of trees in the field at the bottom of the road near his parents house. Meeting together on one of those warm dry summer evenings, with a rug and a bottle of wine, sat within the centre of the trees, out of site of any passer by. Just.

Lying together staring up at the dreamy blue sky, picking out funny shapes in the clouds, they could always enjoy each other’s company even when they weren’t being sexual. They’d often reminisce about their earlier years, how naive they were, and what they’d become. Because they shared their childhood together, this somehow made their exploits with each other more thrilling. As though they were still in their teens but doing the filthiest things together, the excitement of discovery, but also freedom, something neither of them had experienced in any previous relationship.

They looked across at each other, her beautiful dreamy eyes drew him closer, their lips finally met. Somehow, kissing her, felt like time passed in slow motion. Her soft full lips and silky smooth tongue intertwining with his, shot knee trembling escort kartal signals pulsing through their bodies. They often wondered if anyone else had the same sensations they experienced through kissing; neither of them had felt as aroused by it with anyone else.

Like no other, his kiss triggered her succulent vagina to swell and gape involuntarily, as a wave of pleasure rushed through her. The result causing her to gush her hot juices in such huge quantities that not only her knickers, but the crotch and inner leg of her jeans became wet to touch. In turn, his hands wandered over her sexy body, reaching her soaking jeans, causing his already swollen cock to produce a constant stream of precum, soaking his boxers almost as much as if he were cumming.

They could kiss for hours. Literally. As the song says “They kissed, like they invented it”, and had done so since they were naive teenagers. So it was no surprise that when they fucked, it was an event they would both love to engage in for days, if time allowed. That feeling they both had that the “sky’s the limit” was so liberating, they felt they’d never get bored of each other.

The sun beat down on them as they indulged their favourite pastime, occasionally stopping to sip their wine, soak up the moment, and giggle like naughty teenagers.

As they groped and fondled each other, his hands (now wet from feeling her sopping crotch) were exploring every part or her aroused body. Carressing the back and sides of her neck, while kissing her ears, eyes and lips with his. Each touch sending tingling shivers to her nipples and throbbing pussy. Slowly sliding his hands down to trace the outline of her full breasts, circling her now extremely erect and sensitive nipples. Her dark areola flushed with blood, tightened every time his fingers passed over them through her thin, low cut vest top. She always wore revealing, plunging neck lines, loving the attention of men helplessly enticed into her deep creamy cleavage. He was no exception, only he had her to himself, and moved his warm mouth down towards it, kissing his way into her hot, soft womanly abyss. Her breath deepening as he went, her large aching nipples now clearly visible, straining at the thin material of her top, with no bra obstructing them, they stood erect, awaiting more attention. As luck would have it, and knowing full well the effect it would have, her vest top was white, and so partially transparent. When they met earlier, the maltepe escort site before him made his cock twitch in anticipation of what she was going to do with her wonderful breasts. His entire body actually shivered at the thought. He loved being teased by this hugely erotic view – being able see the outline of her dark areola through her top triggered a prime instinct to suck on them as soon as humanly possible. So urgent was his desire, he’d happily have lifted her top to access them in full view of any passer by, even whilst sat in her car in the layby earlier – A thought reserved for yet another fantasy. Her full, pendulous breasts had been wrapped around his hard shaft more than once before now, and he missed them a lot, especially when they were coated liberally with a mix of massage oil, saliva and eventually, his hot sperm.

Whilst her nipples stood out like coat hangers, his cock bulged through his linen trousers. The bulbous head could be seen distinctly atop his thick shaft. His copious precum had now made a visible wet patch on the outside of the material, making her salivate at the prospect of wrapping her pouting lips around his manhood and engulfing him as though her mouth were her dripping wet cunt. She somehow managed to make her mouth feel almost exactly the same as the soft velvetyness off her soft dripping pussy. He’d safely admit, no woman had ever come close to the sensations she could achieve with her sensuous mouth. The way she made her mouth so full with saliva, as if it were as soaking wet as her engorged cunt, and the sloppy wet sounds as her mouth moved skillfully up and down his shaft, replicating the the noise and sensation of them actually having sex. Both sensual beings, it wasn’t just the physical feelings that got them both off; the wet slippery slapping sounds, and the intoxicating musky smell of their combined juices caused their arousal levels to spiral.

He began sucking her nipples through her top, his saliva making the material completely see through, producing an even more erotic image. Yearning for direct contact, she lifted her top above her huge breasts, they swayed and jiggled as she did so, captivating his lustful eyes. His mouth salivated instantly, and began tracing his fingers lightly around her boobs, being careful not to directly touch her nipples. The teasing caused yet more tension in her body, her nipples aching to be sucked. She loved being teased too, but she’d had enough, taking his head pendik escort bayan in both hands and thrusting it towards her magnificent tits. His tongue swirled around her nipples as he sucked them hungrily into his hot mouth. The tension suddenly released, her vagina to gushed yet another stream of cum into her already soaked knickers. She exhaled heavily, sending signals that she was clearly enjoying the sensations. She couldn’t wait any longer, and she grabbed his long thick shaft through his trousers and began rubbing his penis through the material, making him gasp with excitement.

His other hand had been furiously rubbing her sopping crotch. He could feel how her pussy had swollen, causing a distinct bulge in her trousers. He cupped his hands around her mound, savouring the fullness of her arousal, her wetness and sheer size of her heavily turned on womanhood was indescribably erotic. Between her puffy bulge, he could feel the familiar and distinct pressure from an incredibly hard and larger than average erect clitoris. The contrast between them was unmistakable, and he couldn’t wait to suck it in the same way as her nipples.

Suddenly he was aware his boxers were soaked. Waking from his dream, his heavy erection resting on his body, he realised he was soaking in cum. What a great dream he thought, must take a picture of that……

Part 2

She’d been horny all day since reading his account of his erotic dream and couldn’t wait to have another look at the attached dirty picture of his magnificent cock in the privacy of her bedroom.

As she rushed around at work, one mind on her job, the in the gutter, she was almost making a squelching sound as she moved about. It was a welcome distraction – she loved how dirty it made her feel, and how each stride caused her huge clitoris to rub against the seem of her jeans, causing even more secretions to flow into her now see through knickers. He’d love me to tease him with that view, she thought, if she had a skirt on, he’d be able to see the swollen head of her delicious clit, and her 2 thick puffy labia packed so tightly into those sopping knickers, producing the most delicious sexual bulge – in fact all the visual stimulae that would make him nearly cum in his pants, and she knew it. They often thought about re-enacting this fantasy where they walk about in public places, offering him teasing glimpses up her skirt in say, the fruit and veg aisle of sainsbury. Nothing got the precum leaking from his dick faster than being teased in situations where he couldn’t satisfy his needs, when faced with the most erotic views. It certainly made for interesting vegetable purchases afterwards though! A nice thick, curved courgette would feature regularly in her trolley.

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*Bzz*

I unlocked my phone and read the new text message.

Kiara: [Work ends at 4 today. Wear something hot for me.]

D: [Are you wearing one of those thongs that I like? See you at 4.]

*bzz*

Kiara: [Don’t spoil your own surprises now D, see you later xoxo]

Cheeky as always.

—————

I could tell you lots about Kiara. For starters, we met in college. I was a freshman, she was a sophomore and my orientation group leader. I remember thinking that she was really cute as she brought us around the campus. Her enthusiasm was so infectious that it managed to get even the group introverts warming up rapidly to everyone else.

As orientation came and went, I did wonder if I’d ever get a chance to talk to her again. I never did get her number since we weren’t allowed our phones during the orientation. Just as I was beginning to regret not getting her number earlier, my phone vibrated with a new notification.

*bzz*

Kiara: [Hi there! This is Kiara from orientation! We’re hosting a dialogue session in case any freshmen are interested in becoming student leaders. Hope to see you lovely folk there!]

Talk about convenient coincidences. I didn’t want to come on too strong so I had to think my reply through.

D: [Hey Kiara, thanks for letting me know. I’m glad you texted actually, I wanted to say thanks for taking care of all of us throughout orientation, I had a really good time.]

I put my phone down and awaited her reply. It came very quickly.

Kiara: [Hey D! I’m glad you had fun! You know, I was actually just thinking about how you mentioned you’re into gym and working out. I’m going to be at the fitness clubhouse at about 2 this afternoon and I was wondering if you wanna come check it out? I wouldn’t mind some company 🙂 ]

There wasn’t much thought needed this time.

D: [I don’t have any plans for the afternoon so I’ll see you there then. Catch you later Kiara.]

I put my phone back in my pocket. Two o’ clock couldn’t come soon enough.

—————

I got to the gym at 2 and put my things in a locker. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. Kira was there smiling at me, already changed into her gym wear.

She looked good, dressed in a dark purple sports bra and matching leggings. The top was low cut and showed off a modest amount cleavage. I could see her tight abs where the sports bra exposed her midriff. The bottoms hugged her shapely legs and accentuated her perky butt. The lace up sides exposed a bit of her thighs tantalisingly.

“Hey D, looking good!” She poked at my bicep playfully. “Come on, let’s get started.” She inclined her head, motioning for me to follow her.

The workout with her was fun. She was really fit, and kept pace with me for the duration of the exercises. escort kartal Her presence as a spotter was reassuring as we progressively lifted heavier weights.. As much as I’d have liked to be completely focused on working out, I caught myself gazing at her curvaceous body at times and I had to stop myself so I wouldn’t come off as being creepy. She brushed up against me once or twice and I could feel myself tense with arousal. I had to keep reminding myself not to let my mind wander and to focus on working out. The tension I was feeling aside, the conversation with her was great and she turned out to be a great workout companion. She was witty, and her jokes made me crack right up.

As we finished our session, we dropped off our towels at the counter and prepared to leave. Kiara had to go for her part time job at the school café and I had to head back to my room to wash up.

“I’m glad we got to do this D,” Kiara said. “I really enjoyed talking to you too. I’ll text you later alright?”

“Me too Kiara, yeah I’ll look forward to hearing from you. Thanks for inviting me to gym with you.” I replied and waved goodbye as she got on the bus.

—————

*bzz*

I was just stepping out of the shower stall when the notification came in.

Kiara: [Thanks again for today, I just got to the Café but it’s off peak hour now and it’s so empty. I’m bored.]

D: [Hey Kiara, just got out of the shower. My muscles ache already. You really gave me a good workout today.]

Kiara: [Mm, I can’t wait to have more workouts with you 😉 ]

I couldn’t tell if she was being friendly or flirty. I really wasn’t good at this.

D: [Me too. I think I’m going to need a massage after this.]

Kiara: [yeah same. Sounds like something I could use your help with too.]

Yup, flirty.. Definitely flirty.

D: [quid pro quo. I help you, you help me too.]

Kiara: [i think you liked my outfit today, didn’t you? 😉 I could feel it well enough.]

I wish I had worn better pants for working out. And those accidental brushings from her were decidedly not accidental after all.

D: [I need better pants. But you can keep wearing stuff like you did today. I have no objections.]

Kiara: [i think I could feel your distinct lack of objections brushing on my ass, big boy]

D: [i just showered Kiara, if you keep this up, you’re going to make me need another shower.]

Kiara: [you sound pretty dirty, maybe you really do need another.]

She was merciless with the teasing.

D: [Speak for yourself, I’ve half a mind to pull you in with me.]

Kiara: [maybe we can help each other get less dirty.]

Kiara: [ah shit, customers are coming in. Text you later D!]

Shit, it was just getting good too.

D: [Alright, enjoy maltepe escort work k? text you later.]

I inhaled deeply. This girl was fit, pretty and voracious. Things were starting to look really fun. I couldn’t wait for her to finish work.

—————-

*bzz*

Kiara: [Hey D, just got out of the shower. Busy shift this evening ugh.]

Kiara: [By the way, I just got some new clothes in the mail!]

Kiara: *sent a photo*

Kiara’s purchases were laid out on her bed neatly. She had purchased a couple of cute strappy crop tops and tight mini-dresses. What was extremely eye catching though was the selection of lingerie that she had ordered. There were two lacy bras, one in hot pink and another in midnight blue. They had nice intricate patterns on them and plunging bust lines. She also had five pairs of g-strings and thongs. My imagination was running amok just thinking of hear wearing those outfits.

D: [humour me but…you seem to really like G-strings and thongs.]

Kiara: [hehe, guilty as charged. I think there’s something really hot about dressing all nice and proper but having something slutty underneath.

That was pretty fucking hot indeed.

D: [So…You wore a thong to work?]

Kiara: [Hehe yup.]

D: [you’re such a naughty girl. And you’re wearing another now?]

Kiara: [I’m not wearing any panties now 😉 ]

I choked on my own spit.

Kiara: *sent a photo*

Kiara: [how do I look?]

She had tried on her dresses. They hugged her tight in all the right places, accentuating her curves. The bras that she got pushed up her cleavage, showing her soft mounds at the dangerously low necklines of the dresses. Her hair was still wet from the shower. The messy look was alluring and I could feel my neck getting warm with arousal.

D: [You look like something I’d very much appreciate going out on a date with.]

Kiara: [mm…what kind of date?]

D: [somewhere classy, with nice music, candlelight. Italian maybe?]

Kiara: [and what if I was wearing this?]

Kiara: *sent a photo*

She had removed her dress. She was in the midnight blue bra and a matching thong. The cups were sheer and I could see the silhouette of her nipples. Her thong rode on her hips, a small ribbon in the middle of the tiny triangle of material at the front. Her abs were on full display, tight and taut.

D: [and then I think we should do dessert at mine.]

Kiara: [Dessert already sounds good. Friday?]

D: [Let’s do Friday, yeah. What are you going to do in the meantime?]

Kiara: [I’ve got one hand on my phone, and the other on my clit. Keep me company D.]

D: [sounds like you’re having a great time. The pictures you sent were really hot. You thought what you felt in my shorts at pendik escort bayan the gym was bad, but you’ve made it even worse now.]

Kiara: [well get it out then. It can’t be comfortable in there.]

I complied.

Kiara: [you’re actually pretty fucking hot too. I like guys with glasses, and you’ve got quite the bod.]

D: [Hey I thought you were pretty hot during orientation, who knew we’d be doing this just a week later?]

Kiara: [I’m picky. I like guys who know how to sext. You’ve been keeping it pretty fun. Most guys just send dick pics. That’s boring. The way you talk makes me WET.]

D: [You’ve got a hand in the perfect spot to check. Indulge me, how wet are you?]

Kiara: [my shorts are soaked through. My whole hand is covered in my pussy juice]

D: [I’d very much like to provide your hands some relief. My tongue can take over what your hand is doing.]

Kiara: [I love the sound of that. I’m imagining it right now, having your warm tongue flick my clit and wet pussy.]

D: [I want to taste every bit of you. I won’t be satisfied until I make you squirt all over my mouth.]

Kiara: [i need my nipples licked too. They’re so hard now, they’re super obvious through my t-shirt]

Kiara: *sent a photo*

She was wearing a plain white cropped t-shirt. It was a close up of her top, and I could see her erect nipples poking out, pressing against the thin fabric. They were a light brown, with supple areolas.

D: [i want to cup your breasts from underneath your top and pinch your nipples]

Kiara: [ugh yes I want you to squeeze my boobs and rub my nipples. I’m fingering myself now. Rub your cock with me. I wish I could stuff it into my mouth and lick it all over.]

She didn’t even need to tell me twice. I was already pumping up and down the shaft, completely erect from her dirty talk and her sexy photos. I wanted so badly to touch her all over and make her moan.

D: [i wish I could see you right now In your sexy outfits. I want to look at you right in front of me just wearing your sheer crop tops without a bra, and just a thong.]

Kiara: [your cock is gonna be in my mouth getting all lubed up before I pull my panties aside and get you all in my pussy. I want you to fuck me till you’re about to cum and then blow your load all over my tits]

I couldn’t hold it anymore, I climaxed, strings of cum shooting onto my abs.

D: [fuck…you just made me cum all over my abs.]

I snapped a quick shot for Kiara, my abs tense from the orgasm, translucent cum on my body.

D: *sent a photo*

Kiara: [i wanna lick those abs and clean off all that cum with my tongue. You look fucking hot. Friday is gonna be really fun.]

—————

Friday came.

*Bzz*

I unlocked my phone and read the new text message.

Kiara: [Work ends at 4 today. Wear something hot for me.]

D: [Are you wearing one of those thongs that I like? See you at 4.]

*bzz*

Kiara: [Don’t spoil your own surprises now D, see you later xoxo]

Cheeky as always.

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The video was good quality, exceptionally good in fact. The man and woman were either great actors or not acting at all. They started by kissing gently, then passionately and very quickly, as if their lust fast-forwarded them they were both naked and he was sucking her nipples then heading south leaving a trail of wet kisses along the way all over her young smooth skin.

Then his head was buried between her thighs, one of her legs draped over his shoulder and the other spread and dangling from the side of the bed, her foot on the floor. I could not see exactly what his mouth was doing to her inbetween, but I could see her face, her expression of total pleasure.

Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, her nostrils a bit wider than normal and her nipples, still shining wet with his saliva, were hard and pointing upwards. She looked perfectly beautiful and serene as if she were smelling scents and hearing music from heaven at the same time. She had the expression of the devoutly religious feeling God’s presence. The man’s head kept bobbing between her legs and her back was starting to arch upwards, her mouth opened a bit more; she was nearing climax. There was, however, no audio.

It was a fantastic video. I would have enjoyed if the woman in it were not my wife. There also was that crazy woman sitting with me watching the couple on the screen in the grips of uncontrollable passion.

This is not happening, I must have dozed off and this is a bad dream. Hard to believe that minutes earlier, although it feels like a lifetime ago, I was ready to leave for the mountain to ski the long weekend. Gina, my wife could not come, had to stay with her mom who was getting worse; she said.

I was even whistling on my way to the car, skis on the roof and gear in the trunk and all set to go, then the red Mercedes came to a grinding halt and the woman with the wide green eyes and flaming red hair came in brisk strides. “Mr. Hood?”

“Yes.” I answered trying to sound calm. There was something about her. He was beautiful alright, yet beautiful would not be the whole description. She had enough beauty but she also had this quality that few women have: She made me aware of my manhood and, my manhood was certainly aware of her. She also made me very nervous.

There was an edge to her talking, her body language which made the encounter tense. Feeling the sexual tension towards her rise inside of me did not help. Perhaps she was a friend of Gina, my wife. I smiled gently, “Gina is spending the weekend with her mother. We were supposed to go skiing but I have to go alone,” I added the extra explanation for no other reason than being nervous.

“Are you a friend of her, I don’t think we met before. Mrs..? I am sorry I don’t know your name.” “I am not a friend of hers and we have not met before. My name is Brenda.”

“Nice to meet you Brenda, sorry but I have to go. I hate the reaching the mountains after dark.” I said rather sheepishly.

“I did not come to talk to your wife Mr. Hood. I came to talk to you,” the edge in her voice was getting sharper.

“If I am to call you Brenda then please call me Gary or give me your lat name,” I tried to say in good humor but it came out clipped and nervous.

“Brenda will be fine Gary. After all we have a strong bond. My husband is fucking your wife as we speak, have been fucking her for God knows how long. Go and enjoy your long weekend and when you come back you will be a widower, cus I intend to kill the bastard and the slut.”

The expression on my face must have spoken volumes; suddenly her shoulders dropped and her stance softened and when she spoke, the tone was milder. “I am sorry. I have been boiling with anger for over a week. I wanted to talk to you. I did not mean it to come out the way it did. Sorry I did not mean to hurt you. “

I was shocked and I did not try to hide it. When I talked I was surprised how calm I sounded, “you came to talk so let’s go inside and talk.”

So we were inside. I offered a drink and she declined. I poured myself a scotch then realized I could not possibly enjoy it. I just put it on the table untouched. “Perhaps you should gulp this down, you won’t lie this video.” She put the video in the player and sat on the other end of the sofa watching it with me.

On the screen Gina arched her back and, even without audio, you could see she was screaming. Having what she calls “a motherfucking orgasm.” It was a long orgasm as well as intense. She was almost convulsing with her mouth wide open, hands covering her face, her breasts shaking with her orgasmic spasms, her lovely body turning rosy with her boiling blood. It was a cum-shot the porn industry would kill for.

He stayed there between her escort kartal thighs, her legs flailed and kicked involuntarily skyward. Then she gradually subsided. His head stayed there working on her and finally, at long last, he was giving her cunt many cool-down kisses. She calmed, her body relaxed and became totally still.

He raised his head; his face shining with her secretions. His mouth traveled upwards, kissing the tuft of hair above the cunt- I trimmed for her only last week, now he was chewing on it. He licked the hair and chewed on it some more, then upwards he went, kissing her navel, her breasts and the finally he was looking at her fondly.

Her eyes closed with this heavenly expression of ultimate gratification. She looked angelic. He kissed her gently and her tongue went out and started licking his face.

I wanted to push the off button on the remote but hit the ‘pause” button. The image froze with her tongue extended out full length drawing half circle to lick her own juice off his face.

I felt a flash of anger and an overwhelming jealousy. My face got hot as if on fire and strangely enough, in the background of it all, as if trying to bury it deep and hide even from myself, I felt very horny. It was animal-like horny.

“Are you alright?” she asked and there was genuine concern in her voice. Her green eyes were not shooting darts and her hand touched my shoulder gently. I was indeed hyperventilating.

I had a typhoon of emotions swirling in my head. “Sorry, It is not everyday you see your wife…” I did not know how to finish the sentence and just opened my hands in despair. Then I said the craziest thing without ever wanting to: “Give the guy credit, he is an awesome cunt-eater.” It was nervous humor but the damage was done.

I was staring again at the green eyes, very close to my face, shooting darts of fire from an angry hell. “I am gonna kill them both. He hasn’t eaten me in months and he never ate me like this.” I felt her anger and pain, I had some boiling inside me.

I also had other feelings, totally out of my control. I desired her, lusted for her and in a strange sense, loved her. I could smell her hair, her skin and her overall presence. She excited me, and there was nothing I can do about it. I both liked this weird feeling but yet could not take it. I wanted to either get up and pace like a caged animal; and I wanted to hold her, kiss her, spread her legs and did to her pussy what her husband did to my wife’s. I could not get up; I did not want her to see I was developing an erection, a mother-fucking one.

“Please forgive me, I always use humor as a defense mechanism. It was in poor taste. I am running a gamut of emotion I don’t understand.” I tried to justify my comment on her husband being a great cunt-eater.

“I am sorry I seem to have taken my anger on you. I should not have come to you with those videos. I was not thinking right. Maybe I should go.”

“Please don’t go; don’t leave me now.”

“What a mess I made. I planned it differently, what was I thinking?” She sounded apologetic, helpless and almost desperate.

“I hate to tell you this but you still not thinking straight. I am not judging and I don’t blame you. But when you talk about killing people you leave me in a precarious situation. Either you don’t mean it and any action I take is an overreaction, or you are serious and I stand to be an accessory to two counts of first degree murder. So tell me once and for all you were just blowing steam.”

We were facing each other, she smelled clean and feminine and we were close I can soak her beauty. I was not thinking straight either. On the television screen Gina’s tongue remained frozen in the act of licking her own cum off the man’s face. I wanted to ask what his name was but did not want to open my mouth. I simply enjoyed being that close to her, even after seeing what her husband did to my wife. Or could it be, because of what her husband did to my wife?

In the turmoil I was going through, one thing was certain: I hade a huge, painful erection that I hid well the way I sat; but it was starting to hurt.

She sighed, “you are a very nice man Gary and I can not lie to you. I really want to kill them both. I think I am serious. Do what you have to do to cover your legal ass. I don’t mind taking my punishment for it.”

The silence was uneasy. She continued, “I have the advantage of knowing where they are. You can call the police right now if you wish but that would seal their fate. You don’t have an address, you don’t have a last name. By the time they find me they will need two body-bags, at least.” The silence that followed was deafening and deadly. I was thinking very fast.

“Alright. Let maltepe escort us talk. You either convince me and I’ll help you or I convince you to do something else other than double murder.”

“I don’t think so Gary. I really don’t think I should have come here. I don’t think you should suffer the indignity of watching those videos.” Videos? How many are there? She stood up in front of me, her crotch was level with my face. Dear God I smelled her cunt, through the skirt and whatever else. It was maddening, just when I needed all the brains I could muster.

“You must have come here because deep down you wanted someone to share those feelings with. You have been suffering and you came here because you wanted someone to talk to; someone to talk you out of committing murder. I don’t believe you came here to hurt me.” I still could smell her cunt and if she came any closer I will give her cunt a kiss through fabric and come what may. I licked my lips.

“Your wife is very beautiful.”

“Yes, she is indeed. You are a very lovely woman, very lovely and…so sexy.” How much I wanted to add that and by the way I am dying to eat you and lick your cum and..

She dropped on her knees and her face was so close to mine I could taste the sweetness of her mouth, so close like two fighters going toe to toe, and yet so far.

“Then why is my husband fucking your wife? You know what they are doing now. They are fucking, sucking and fucking and sucking.” She started crying and I held her. She kept sobbing and Gina’s tongue was still licking her hubby’s face. It was a tender moment but did not help the swelling between my legs. I kissed her forehead and she raised her face and our lips touched, ever so gently. I felt dizzy.

We almost French-kissed before she shook herself gently and sat down on the sofa but as far away from me as possible. “You are very lovely, Brenda. People do wrong things for wrong reasons all the time. It is not fair to judge a man or a woman by his or her worst act.”

“You are more forgiving than me.”

“It is more like being factual. I know men who cheated on the wonderful wives they loved, then spent the rest of their lives regretting the indiscretion. He probably still loves you more than you know or than he knows himself.”

There was a long pause and I let her think while I collected more of my thoughts. “Sex sometimes is a way to heal wounds we don’t want the loved ones to see. You are angrier because you saw tapes. I don’t know how many are there. But I only saw few minutes of one video. How long it took you to make those tapes and how much more of them you saw, made you more bitter than me.”

“I did not make the tapes. I don’t know who made them, probably them. I found them in his study by accident, all three of them.”

“Well, even if love is dead, divorce is a better option than killing people. Yet then, maybe if I watch all the tapes I will change my mind.”

With that I pushed the “play” button and Gina’s tongue finished licking his face off. “Your husband is a very handsome man.” She sighed and grunted but said nothing.

He was standing looking at Gina’s body. The area between her legs was shiny and the tuft of pubic hair wet. His hand caressed her tummy and went to her pussy. He started finger fucking her. Her hand was stroking his cock.

His cock was thick like mine but probably shorter but he was very hard. I read Gina’s lips begging, “put it in my mouth.” He did, ever so slowly approaching till he was close enough for her to grab it and swallow it. She was sucking and moving her head back and forth, her hands fondling his balls.

“I can’t get the thought of killing them out of my mind. I have been thinking about it since I found those tapes a week ago. Are you always that logical?”

“No, I made few stupid mistakes in my life.”

“Including marrying this woman?” the sarcasm was dripping with the venom of an angry woman.

“Gina is not a bad woman. Maybe she wanted to feel young and loved. Maybe I have been busy with work and sports. If it makes you feel any better, she never sucked me like this for a very long time. Maybe I did not give her a chance.”

“You still defending her? What are you, a fucking saint?”

“I am no saint, believe me. I just think if you pass a death sentence on someone, you owe them a fair trial.” She thought about that for a while. I added, “let us be fair. You said he never eaten you like this.”

“Well, he hasn’t.”

“Alright, when did you suck him like this. I’ll start the confessional: I have not eaten Gina’s cunt in two months. Your turn.”

“I haven’t sucked his cock in..a very long time. Probably three months.”

On the screen he was nearing climax in pendik escort bayan her mouth: The veins on his neck stretched and his face turned flaming red. One of Gina’s fingers was teasing his asshole. It is always amazed me that, close and during orgasm, women look heavenly serene while men look in severe pain.

He started shooting and his cock jumped out of her mouth, spraying her face with two long streaks of cum before she took it back and contained it deep in her mouth. Her long neck showed the fast swallowing motion berating how heavy his orgasm was. She could not take it all and another streak flowed down her cheek, down from the corner of her mouth.

His legs wobbled while her tongue drew circles around the tip of his cock licking off the last droplets of his sperm. Then he collapsed to his knees and they were kissing again.

They did not rest for long. He rode her, rubbed his cock in her labia few times then he pushed it into her wet cunt. She wrapped her legs around him and the fucking began.

On the other end of the sofa Brenda buried her face in her hands and sobbed.

I got closer and held her shaking body. “When was the last time you sucked him like that?” Her body shook and when she looked back at me, there were real tears in her eyes. I kissed her lips gently and she kissed me back, or at least did not resist.

Encouraged, I licked her lips, lost in the sweetness of it all. Her tongue came gently and licked my lips, our tongues met and I send mine deep into her mouth. I got drunk on the sweetness of her mouth. I sent a hand under her skirt. Her underpants felt soft and stretchable; probably fancy tongs.

I got as far as feeling the trimmed hair down there before her hand stopped me. I took her hand and made her feel my erection. She moaned and kept her hand there for few seconds. Slowly, ever so slowly, oh God help me, she reached for my zipper.

Her tongue shot daringly into my mouth. When my hand went again under the skirt there was no resistance. She freed my cock out of its confines and was rubbing it. I send one finger in her velvet love hole, already lubed up with her honey, then a second finger. We paused long enough to shed most of our cloths on the floor.

I licked the two fingers soaked with her honey and she licked my precum straight off the tip of my cock. She moaned when I opened her legs, taking one foot on the backrest and the other on the floor; then I dove and feasted on her honey pot.

I tongue fucked her long and hard till she moaned in the pain of desire. I then started licking her clit. She smelled and tasted horny and wet but so pure.

It did not take her very long till I sensed her nearing orgasm. I kept stimulating her clit with my finger and funneled my tongue in position to take her juice in my mouth. When she came her flow was generous but gentle and I was able to drink most of it. What I missed I licked off her thighs and asshole.

When she subsided I held her and she said softly, “for all it’s worth, you are a hell of a cunt-eater yourself. Walt never ate me like this. Now put this thing in my mouth and let me suck you off till you have no bone marrow left.” Oh how beautiful those green eyes of her. Now I reached for the neglected scotch and drained her love juices down with it. She asked for some and I gave it to her straight from my mouth.

Then I sat on the sofa and she was on her knees in front of me. She rubbed my hard cock with both hands. She took her sweet time licking and gently biting the shaft and head on my hard rocket. Finally she sucked.

I was so ripe I came so quickly and suddenly it shook me like an earthquake. Before I fully subsided, she rode me and we held each other for a long time. I told her she was a hell of a cock-sucker herself.

On the screen those two other people were taking turns riding each other; fucking and sucking. Somehow it did not seem to matter anymore. With the chemistry between us, our spouses became, for now, perfect strangers; just two people fucking for our viewing enjoyment.

I got hard again, indeed never lost my erection. Brenda rode me first. We came together hot, hard and heavy and then subsided together. It felt so sweet. In a sense it was so healing, a magical moment; and yes, a spiritual communion. Let there more sensuous love and less killing. Let there be more fucking and less murder.

“I still feel like killing them though.” She sounded more playful, antagonistic or defiant child than a black widow. “You are a hell of a lay Brenda but you are a vindictive woman. For that I am gonna take you to bed, carry you upside down for a good 69 like you never had in your horny life. Then, God be my witness, I am gonna fuck the hell out of you.” We raced upstairs to the bedrooms and shower.

Around midnight I asked if she still wanted to kill Walt and Gina. “Whoe are they. Shut up and fuck.”

And may God be my witness, I did.

The rest is nothing but fucking history.

To be continued.

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Another weekend trip to a cottage was coming up. All of my friends were going as well as others who studied at the university. I somewhat knew everyone and was eager to get to know them better. Especially a special someone. Jeremy was the hottest guy in our uni. Everybody knew it, even him. But somehow he wasn’t too cocky about it, although he did bask in the attention he received from the ladies. Sometimes it made me jealous. Other times it made me feel empowered and I was sure I would be the one that would get to bask in his attention.

We left on Friday afternoon by bus. The people were already in the mood to party the whole weekend and beer cans were opening all around. I was sitting with my group of friends at the middle of the bus and Jeremy and other cool kids were occupying the back seats. I couldn’t help but steal glances his way every time I heard his velvety chuckles. His smile, or rather smirk, was intoxicating. One of my friends was looking at me funny but I just shook my head to him; He knew I was into Jeremy but I wasn’t actually planning to do anything about it. Even though I felt the urge to sometimes.

We arrived at the cottage, people gathered their baggage and hurried to the cottage to reserve rooms and beds for themselves. I didn’t hurry, although my friends ran ahead, because I knew there would be enough spots for everyone and I didn’t really care where I’d sleep because there wouldn’t be much sleeping here.

I was one of the last ones to go inside, apart from Jeremy and Carl. Carl and Jeremy were somewhat friends even though nobody really liked Carl: his humor was highly inappropriate and he only managed to annoy everyone always. The greeting that the three of us received inside was that there was one bed available in one of the rooms and the last two would have to sleep on the couch. Before I had the chance to open my mouth Carl yelled “Dibs!”, and sprang into the room. Leaving us others chuckling in the common room. Only then did it dawn me that I would be sleeping with Jeremy on the couch. Shit.

~~~

As the evening approached we went into the gazebo to sit around the fire and eat some snacks. Some were bathing in the saunas and running naked into the lake. People were getting increasingly drunk and I was slightly tipsy when we started playing ‘Never have I ever’. Everyone had five fingers up and we took turns in saying things we had never done, the one who lost, so the person whose fingers were down first (one was lost for each thing they had done), had to choose either truth or dare. What a great way to get to know everyone’s dirty little secrets because, surprisingly, the never have I ever claims tended to be sexual. I usually won these games. Jeremy often lost.

“Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex.”

“Never have I ever been walked in on.”

“Never have I ever done anything sexual in public.”

“Never have I ever had a one night stand.”

“Never have I ever fantasized about someone who is in this game.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“Kiss the person you have fantasized about.”

I watched Jeremy look around the circle, searching for his target. On purpose he let his gaze circulate around and his eyes lingered on everyone. Then he moved. He was going for the person next to me, Cassey, the queen of the bimbos. What a great match they would be, my jealous self thought. Cassey looked smug.

Until Jeremy turned and kissed me. Passionately. Long. Somehow I managed to kiss back even though I was flabbergasted about this turn of events. I could only hear the humming in my ears, not the other cheering and hooting. The kiss seemed to last forever and when Jeremy pulled back I was staring into his sparkling eyes in daze. Had that just happened? I heard an offended huff next to me and in the corner of my eye saw a blond ponytail scurry away from the game.

Jeremy pulled back and took his place on the other side of the circle, eyes still on mine and smirking contentedly. His friends were being guys and spurring him on grossly. My friend next to me was trying to hold back his laughter because I was still so zoned out of the world around me.

The game kept on going a little but my mind was still on the kiss and reasons behind it. He had kissed me. He had fantasized about me. He had probably stroked off to the thoughts of me. That made my cheeks burn. I didn’t understand why me because kartal escort bayan as we saw in the game we were from different worlds: he had had his sexual adventures, whereas I had had one steady vanilla relationship that had ended a year ago and, since then, I had been single without any action in my bedroom. But tonight I was sleeping next to him.

Neither of the two of us lost the game again and we all went inside as the fire was dying out in the gazebo. Some started playing beer pong, others some drinking games involving cards and me and my friends just chatted on the couch. The very couch where I would sleep with him.

I went into the kitchen to get some water and I was filling the glass at the sink when I felt someone else enter the kitchen. The person came the stand next to me, leaning their lower back on the counter. I lifted my gaze just to see who was there but then I froze. Jeremy. He was smiling at me and I probably looked dumbfounded.

“How is your evening going?” He asked casually with a knowing smile.

“G-good I guess. All fun and games” Games? You really had to reveal where your mind had been the whole time? I thought to myself.

“That’s nice. Your glass is flooding.” I hurried to close the tap. When I turned away from the sink, he was standing in front of me all tall and gorgeous with his shining blue eyes travelling on my face. “You’re okay with us on the couch? I can sleep on the floor if it makes you feel better.” Jeremy offered. What a gentleman.

“No, no, it’s fine. You don’t have to do that.” I hurried to say. Was I too hurried? Too eager? Now I was overanalyzing everything I did.

“Good. I’ll see you there then.” He said and pecked me on cheek before starting to fill up his water bottle. I walked to my friends and sat there quietly for the rest of the night.

People were retreating into their rooms and some had passed out couple hours ago. The house was quiet after I had tucked last of my drunk friends into bed. I tiptoed into the common room and I could already see Jeremy sleeping on the spread out couch. He was sleeping on the edge so I had to practically climb over him to get between him and the back of the couch because the couch was pushed against the wall.

I managed to get there and turned my back to the sleeping figure but then I noticed that we had only one blanket on the couch. Really? I wasn’t going to get up again so I would just have to survive. I took some of the blanket for myself but it was barely enough to cover me. It wasn’t too cold in the room but I still shivered because I was used to sleeping cocooned in a blanket.

I flinched when suddenly an arm and a blanket came to rest over my side. Jeremy’s warm breath tickled the back of my neck and I shivered again.

“We can’t have you freeze can we?” He whispered with his low soft voice.

He shifted closer so that I could feel his whole front against my back. He was spooning me. I relaxed myself with the thought that the blanket was actually too small for us to sleep apart. This was nothing else. Don’t expect anything. But he did kiss you during the game. My mind was running in circles. I felt lips on the back of my neck. The kisses started behind my ear and continued down to my shoulder. His mouth was on my collarbone when he turned me onto my back. He was still next to me but leaning slightly over me. His lips came to hover over mine.

There was a moment when we breathed the same air before he claimed my lips for the second time of the day. He was clearly in charge but he kept the kiss slow and gentle. This time I was able to enjoy it even. I was trying to deepen the kiss and lifted my hands to his hair but he didn’t take the hint. I turned myself more towards him and threw my leg over his. He drew back and chuckled.

“I didn’t think you would be that eager to go there here.” He was petting my hair fondly. My mind blanched. Oh my god, we were at the cottage. With twenty other people and anyone could walk in. I started to pull away but his hand stopped my leg from moving.

“I didn’t say stop. I quite like this new side of you.” He went to nibble on my ear lobe and I sighed. This wasn’t what I would usually do. But it was him. I had the chance. But to go against my better judgment just for the sake of the opportunity?

“I… ” I wasn’t sure what to tell him. “I think I actually want this.” I whispered escort maltepe quietly. I was quite embarrassed. Who was this and what have you done to me?

“You think or you do? I’m not going to force you into anything, especially if it’s the alcohol talking.” He was staring into my eyes with a serious look on his face. He really did have some manners.

“I’ve only drunk three, hours ago. I…” How do people usually express their wants? “I want you.” All I could come up with.

Jeremy kept still for a moment before he shifted to cover me with his body. My hands settled on his firm back. He leaned down and kissed me deep, taking full control. I kept caressing his sculpted back and his hands weaved into my hair.

Damn he was a good kisser. I had never been this turned on by kissing before. Never had I ever. I could see the irony there. Jeremy’s hands started to wander to my shoulders and his mouth soon followed. I was out of breath as he licked and kissed down my neck and sucked on my collarbones. I could hardly care about any possible marks he would make.

Jeremy moved his lips lower until he was stopped by my top. Which I hastily pulled off. Now my whole upper body was revealed to him. I didn’t have time to get self-conscious about my body when he made an appreciative sound and attacked my nipples with nibbles and small bites. I was biting my lip not to make too much noise.

My breasts were getting a lot of attention. Licks. Bites. Grabs. I knew I was wet beyond measure already and we had only started. I wanted to feel his hard body on mine. I struggled with the blanket a little but managed to get my legs around his lower back. I pulled his hips onto mine and, oh boy, that felt nice.

As I was marveling the feeling of his cock on me and he let out a hiss at the contact. Glad I wasn’t the only one already feeling it.

“Bad girl. You want me to come before we get to the actual fun?” he drawled into my ear. I shivered at his tone and could only mmh as he simultaneously grinded on me.

“Mmh, no. Can’t wait to really feel you,” I whispered.

“Oh darling, me too,” he chuckled and returned to suckle on my nipples. Now that our hips were connected, both of us kept seeking friction and the grinding was getting heavy.

Jeremy’s fingers traced down my stomach gently and onto my hip bones. I twitched. It tickled slightly but at the same time I was getting wetter at his touch. His fingers dipped below the band of my shorts and he caressed my mound. I sighed out. Too loud in the silence. He claimed my lips and kept on caressing. My hips were moving to meet his hand. Trying to urge him on.

“You don’t want this slow, do you?” he mused. I shook my head. “Next time then.” Before I could process what he meant by next time, he dipped his hand between my legs to where I wanted it. My back arched as he found my clit. I could feel him grinning as he kissed my hip bones and slowly edged my shorts off.

“Look at me,” he said sternly. I obeyed without a second thought. He looked so hot, hair tousled, smirking between my open legs. Then he, slowly, extended his tongue and licked my slit from bottom to top. My head hit the pillow. That felt delicious. Jeremy kept on licking me and french kissing my clit. Sometimes trapping it between his lips. I had no idea how much noise I was making but I did not care anymore. I was on cloud nine.

I put my fingers into his hair and pushed his head down, wanting him to give me more. He chuckled and I loved it. I was close to losing it already but he pulled his mouth back. Before I could protest he pushed two of his fingers into me. I sighed at the intrusion. I had already forgot how good it felt when somebody else did that.

“God, you’re wet,” he said admirably. He was moving his fingers in and out, looking for my spot.

“Mm… More,” I told him and thrusted my hips to urge him on.

“Yes, princess,” he answered as he pushed a third finger in. I moaned as a response. He moved his fingers back and forth and returned his lips to my clit. I was grinding on his face and fingers. I was looking for the release I had been missing some months now.

“Are you close? I know you are. Do you want to come now or…” He nibbled on my clit. “Or do you want to come with me inside of you?”

“You. I want you.” I answered hurriedly. Again I received a chuckle as an answer. He pulled away from my pendik escort mound and stripped off his pants. I realised I hadn’t gives any attention to him, whereas he had been pleasuring me the whole time. I guess he saw me think of this (because I was sadly staring at his cock) and he crawled up to kiss me.

“Don’t worry about it. As I said, we can do things different next time.” Again, I wasn’t sure what next time meant but I was currently too busy to think.

Jeremy placed the tip of his cock on my entrance and I settled my legs on his lower back. I was moving my hips, trying to get him to push in, but he was only watching my face with a slight smirk. I stopped and stared into his eyes.

“I’m not going to beg if that’s what you’re waiting for,” I was not willing to descend to that level. “And don’t you dare say next time.”

“Sure thing, princess,” he said and kissed my nose. Then he started to add pressure and finally pushed into me. The thickness of him was heaven. He was pushing in in an agonizingly slow pace. I kept on sighing loudly as he was breathing heavily against my neck.

Instead of lying still I started moving my hips slightly to show him that it was okay to speed things up. I wanted him to. I needed him to fuck me. But I was too far gone to say it.

Our bodies kept moving. Hips moving closer and closer until he was in me to the hilt. He breathed out deeply and lifted his head to look me in the eye. His forehead was shining with slight sweat and his pupils were blown. There was no hotter sight on earth.

I knew he wanted to ask if I was alright and I nodded an affirmative to his unasked question. I pulled him into a kiss by his neck and he started moving his hips. That friction was perfect. He was pumping in and out. My other hand was still on his back, feeling the muscles move.

Our kiss broke as both were running out of air and we just breathed the same air as our foreheads rested against each other. The pace was getting frantic and had anyone been awake they would’ve heard the delicious slapping of skin on skin.

I could feel myself getting closer. He had edged me already a couple of times during the foreplay and I felt my finish approaching fast. My nails digged into his back as I started to feel the tingling pressure in my groin. Jeremy must’ve felt some change also because his fingers traced down my stomach and found my clit.

He stroked around it, avoiding my sweet spot. My hips were constantly moving to meet his thrusts and I was so close. I was ready to tell him to go fuck himself if he didn’t give my finish when his fingers finally circled my clit.

I only needed three strokes before my world exploded. My back arched and my breasts pushed against his chest. I could feel my pussy pulsing around Jeremy’s thick cock as he kept moving. My heels were digging into his back, drawing him closer.

I felt like my orgasm went on forever. I felt myself get even wetter, if that was physically possible. As I was experiencing the orgasm of my life Jeremy was getting closer to his. His thrusts got shorter and more erratic. His breathing was fast until it stopped for a second and he came with a growl. His whole body tensed and he bottomed out in me.

I was still riding the aftershocks of my orgasm as Jeremy’s body twitched above me and his hips pumped out the last drops of his release. I opened my eyes and stared into his blissful face. I detached my hands (nails) from his back and caressed the side of his face. He slowly opened his eyes to look into mine. I smiled slowly at him.

Jeremy blinked a couple times, dazed, and then he kissed me languidly. The kiss was so lazy but one of the best ones of my life. He pulled out of me and I got chills from the empty feeling. I could feel both of our fluids on my thighs.

Jeremy rolled onto his side and pulled me into his spoon. He kissed the back of my neck gently and sighed contently. I placed my hand against his arm that was resting on my stomach. This was the best sex I had had.

~~~

I was warm and cradled in a strong embrace. But somebody was shaking my shoulder. I frowned and opened one of my eyes to see Tim, my friend, smirking at me.

“I see you had some fun last night but you two should put some clothes on if you don’t want to give this same show to everyone.” With that he threw our clothes on us and walked out of the room.

I turned to look at us and noticed that I was halfway on my stomach with my leg bent to the side, giving a nice view to anyone of my ass where they could see Jeremy’s cock standing at full attention. Somehow we had cast aside the whole blanket. The one who had started all this.

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She noticed him standing as she made a last gasp lunge through the closing doors as the train readied itself to leave the station. Subconsciously she’d expected him to move backwards as she moved into the space directly facing him and later remembered being slightly unnerved when he did not. Being a seasoned traveller on the London Underground she was well practiced in avoiding eye contact with all passengers, no matter how many were squeezed together in a carriage, but straight away she could feel his eyes on her. Not quite daring to meet his stare she attempted to recall what he looked like based on her fleeting glance as she entered the carriage. Handsome, quite tall, dark hair with a stubble he was certainly her type, probably everyone’s type.

As the train bumped its way along the line she started to feel more comfortable with the position she found herself in. She allowed herself to drift with the moment and enjoy the sensation of her body against his. She had no idea if he was even fully conscious of their proximity to one another, or he just had a different definition of personal space, but she had already begun to fantasise that this was a shared experience. One they both wanted.

She was beginning to feel turned on, her nipples were hard and she could feel her heart rate increasing. When the announcement came that the train was about to enter a station she barely noticed. It was only when he finally moved and began to edge towards the door that she realised that this was where he would be getting off. Disappointed she edged herself to one side to give him some space and took the opportunity to look directly at him. She half expected that he would meet her gaze, as an attractive woman, she was used to having a particular effect on men, so it was something of a surprise that he seemed to be looking past her, only focusing on leaving the train. It had just been her imagination after all.

But then she felt a hand take hers, it was him. He’d reached for her as he was moving past her, towards the train door There was enough force in his pull on her hand to ask her a question, but not enough to take away her ability to choose what to do next.

She let him lead her off the train and onto the platform. The feeling that she was doing something completely out of character scared and excited her simultaneously. As they began to make their way along the platform towards the exit he squeezed her hand gently. Somehow this was enough to reassure her that she would be safe with this man, that he wouldn’t hurt her.

Just before they reached the escalator that would carry them up to street level, he spoke;

“Do you want me?”

She hesitated before replying but was sure of her answer;

“Yes”

“What’s your name?”

Surprising herself slightly she turned to look at him and said;

“I’m not telling you, I don’t want to know your name either.”

“Ok, I live a few minutes walk from here.”

With that he let go of her hand and walked kartal escort bayan slightly ahead. Leading the way, regaining control. She liked it, she followed.

Once they’d passed through the turnstiles and out into the street she began to really sense the anticipation of what was to become. She’d never done anything like this before, she was nervous but there was no way she was backing out now. She wanted to fuck him, wanted to be fucked by him.

He was still walking in front of her, only slightly but enough to make her wonder what would happen if she stopped following. Would be wait for her or would he just leave her where she stood? She knew the answer, he was a man. A handsome man, a sexy and confident one but he was still a man. They could both play the game, he played very well, but she would win in the end, she was sure of that. Slowing down she allowed herself to fall a little further behind him than she’d previously been. It was only a step or two but it had the desired effect, after a few seconds he slowed and half turned to check what she was doing. She gave him the smallest of smiles and picked up her pace again. He did the same, they walked maybe quarter of a mile and then turned left into a residential street. Most of the buildings had been converted into the kind of apartments popular with young London based professionals and she wasn’t surprised when, a little way along the pavement, he indicated that a smart black door provided the initial entrance to where she was being taken.

Following him up the few stone steps that led to the door she stood directly behind him while he reached for his key in the jacket pocket. She contemplated a cheeky squeeze of his behind but thought better of it, that wasn’t the kind of encounter she desired.

He was on her as soon as the door to his apartment closed behind them. She was settling into the gentle kiss he’d started when suddenly he pushed her firmly against the wall. Taken aback a little but going with it she stuck her tongue deeper into his mouth. He responded by sucking and nibbling it while reaching for the back of her head to force her even closer to him.

As abruptly as the kiss started it stopped. He looked her directly in the eyes as he put one hand on her neck, holding her against the wall, and the other between her legs. She was wet and pushed against his hand as his fingers slipped under her skirt, manoeuvred her panties to one side and began to rub the outer lips of her pussy in readiness for what was to come.

Reaching for his belt buckle she desperately wanted to unleash him and get her hand on his cock. She could feel how hard he was and the heat of it seemed to be burning through the fabric of his trousers and warming her hand. Just when she was about to claim her prize he reached down with the hand that had been around her neck and pulled hers away from him. Looking at him for guidance it was hard to tell whether he’d done this because he was afraid of losing control, escort maltepe or because they just weren’t going there until he decided they were.

He kissed her again. A deep, passionate, slow kiss, the kind you lose yourself in that seems to go on forever. It was something of a contradiction when she felt one, then two fingers penetrate her and then the pressure of his thumb on her clitoris. This wasn’t a man who didn’t know how to pleasure a woman and she could feel herself succumbing to him with each thrust of his fingers and stroke of his thumb.

It had been a long time since any man had made her orgasm through finger stimulation alone but she knew that one was already close when suddenly he withdrew all contact from on, and in, her body, turned and walked a short distance down a corridor and into another room.

She knew what this was, he was continuing the game they’d been playing from the off. Part of her was becoming irritated with it and she knew the thing to do now would just be to leave. She didn’t though, she followed him into what was his bedroom.

He was waiting for her, he’d already taken his shirt off to reveal an impressive torso. She stood in front of him, at the edge of the bed and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Once she’d taken it completely off he took a step towards her, she stepped back.

“Take your trousers off, I want to taste you”

He did as he was told. She took her skirt and bra off and sat on the edge of the bed. He moved over to her and put his hands on her breasts. His cock was rock hard and sticking out over a pair of black designer jockey shorts. Slowly she pulled them down until he could easily step out of them. Putting her hands on his hips she edged him towards her. Starting by licking the tip before taking his length in her mouth and gripping him tightly with her lips she began to move her head up and down. After a couple of minutes of this she picked up her pace and became aware of his breathing getting heavier and quicker. She had him just where she wanted him. Stopping for a second but keeping her grip she looked up and their eyes locked. He was losing control but neither of them wanted this to be over yet.

Letting him go she pulled her panties down and off. Naked now, apart from the pair of black boots she deliberately kept on, she stepped past him and climbed on to the bed. Lying on her back and opening her legs it was obvious what she wanted, what she expected.

He started gently. Licking the inside of her thighs before kissing the outer lips of her pussy and then sliding his tongue from bottom to top before seeking out her, by now, throbbing clitoris. Although he knew not to apply too much pressure, too soon, she was feeling so sensitive that she had to edge back slightly so she could adjust to the pleasure she was now feeling. Tuned in to her moans and movements he quickly established that a slow, circular, motion brought the greatest reward. It wasn’t long before her voice confirmed pendik escort his discovery;

“Fuck! that’s it. Right there, you can go a little harder now.”

Harder he went, and faster. Her orgasm was a relief as, if anything, the pleasure had been too much. When it came it shivered through her with greater intensity than she’d ever felt before. She wasn’t done though;

“You need to fuck me now, I want you inside me.”

“Get on your knees then.”

She did as he asked and he positioned himself behind her. Squeezing her arse he readied himself at her entrance, he didn’t need her help to guide him in. The first few thrusts were slow, not quick enough for her, so she started to move herself backwards and forwards to meet him. This wasn’t acceptable to him, not yet anyway, so he held her hips steady with his hands and continued his initial pace. She went with it, he was hitting the right spot so she reached down to rub her clitoris as he continued to rhythmically fuck her.

When he did speed up he accelerated slowly until he was ramming himself in and out of her pussy as quickly and hard as he could. She was free to do as she pleased now so she attempted to meet his hard thrusts with those of her own.

It was at her command that he started to smack her arse as he continued his assault on her pussy. The combination of slight pain with extreme pleasure was a heady cocktail and one that she felt would make her lose her mind completely. Another, smaller, orgasm followed before he slowed up, leaned forward and started to pull her hair. Getting as close to her left ear as he could get, he made his intentions clear;

“I’m going to stick a finger in your arse now and then fuck you until I come.”

Slowly manoeuvring his finger into her most private of holes, she liked this different kind of pleasure. It wasn’t her first time but it was the first time she’d let someone whose name she didn’t know touch her there.

He started to fuck her, really fuck her. The finger he had in her arse moved around naturally as he hammered into her, which added to the overwhelming pleasure she was now feeling. The self control he had was impressive but she could tell he was close.

She came for a third time just before he did. When he did it was with a low, almost animal like, groan and she could feel jets of his white fluid firing right into her.

Both now spent, they collapsed side by side on the bed. Neither of them spoke as each tried to process what had just happened in a way that worked for them. After a while she climbed off the bed and began to dress. He stayed where he was, totally comfortable in his nakedness, watching her. Once she was fully clothed he finally broke their mutual silence;

“That was amazing, leave me your number if you like?”

She’d expected this, she had no hesitation giving him an answer;

“Let’s just leave it at that shall we, it was very nice but I don’t need to see you again.”

A little surprised, he tried not to let his cool veneer slip;

“Can I at least have your name then?”

With that she looked at him for the last time, smiled and left the bedroom before letting herself out of the apartment and heading back to the station to continue her journey home.

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