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“Damnit,” Ted said sitting at his desk at work, the whole computer system had went down and it didn’t look like they were going to have it up and running any time soon. This would put his work load so far behind, sighing he knew there was nothing he could do about it. He would just have to deal with it.

He would try and get a few things done hopefully the computers would be back up soon and he could get his orders taken care of. He hated when his orders got backed up, then he had to hurry and try and get them all out on time.

Meanwhile…

Patti stepped into the shower after making sure she was clean inside and out, she wanted to play with her ass and always made sure she was super clean especially inside her tight hole. She was just in one of those moods, needing to fuck her ass.

Patti stood in the shower soaping her body, rubbing a soapy loofah mitt over her tits, feeling the soap run down her body and between her thighs. She was so horny, reaching down she slid her hand between her legs, rubbing her shaved pussy, pushing one then two fingers inside of her hole.

“Aww, so horny.” she whispered out loud, she wished Ted were home and in the shower with her.

She needed to suck his cock and get fucked. Taking her fingers out of her pussy, she reached farther back and rubbed her soapy hand over her tight ass hole. She just loved the feeling of playing with her tight back door, pushing her fingers and then toys deeply in her hole.

Feeling her ass hole opening up and her fingers sliding in her ass. Pushing her middle finger inside her ass, she gasped with the feeling. This always made her super horny, slowly fucking her ass, feeling her ass hole tight around her fingers.

In and out she pushed her finger deep inside of her hole, adding another finger opening her up even more.

“Fuck my ass.” she moaned aloud, wanting to get pounded hard and deep.

Letting her fingers slide from her hole she reached for her favorite dildo with the suction cup.

Licking it all over, finally taking it into her mouth she sucked it making it good and wet.

“I’ve got to have this,” she tells herself out loud, she gets it wet and sticks it to the shower wall, making sure it was secure. She turned the shower off and reached for the bottle of lube, squirting a glob of lube in her hand she rubs it all over the dildo. Pushing her lube covered fingers inside of her ass, she worked her fingers in and out of her pink puckered hole. “Ummm yes,” she moaned fucking her ass

She needed a real dick in her mouth, but this would have to do for now she reasoned.

Turning around facing away from the dildo stuck to the wall, she backed up against it, reaching behind her she grasped her favorite toy in her hand, guiding it to her back door. She leaned into the dildo and felt the head pushing against her hole. “Oohh, yeah…” she said feeling the head of the dildo opening her ass.

She slowly pushed against the head of that dick, felt it slide into her hole. It stung a bit going in, but she loved the feeling once it was inside of her. “Fuck me,” she moaned pushing back against that dildo more, taking more in her ass. In and out she slowly took that six inch dildo in her hole.

She played and fucked her ass for awhile, all the time getting louder and louder the more she fucked her ass.

Reaching down she rubbed her pussy, rubbing her clit hard, she was just so horny. She needed to cum so bad. Needed a dick in her pussy and her ass.

Patti pulled herself off of the dildo, felt it sliding out of her ass, reaching back she felt how open her ass hole was. She pushed two fingers inside her hole, feeling the lube running out of her ass.

Standing she rinsed the soap from her body, she washed the dildo after taking it from the wall, she turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.

On the other side of town…

“Are the computers going to be back up soon?”

“I have no idea, I wish they would get them fixed I am so far behind now it’s not funny.” Ted said to his co-worker. So far the computers had been down for over an hour.

“Well if they’re not up soon I’m thinking about going home, can’t get any work done around here.”

“Exactly, I’m thinking of doing the same too.” Ted said picking up his cell phone and calling his wife, just checking up on her. The weather was supposed to get bad, they were expecting some snow and he wanted to see if she needed anything from the store on his way home later.

“Come on honey, answer your phone.” he said tapping his fingers on his desk, she usually picked up after one or two rings. He gave it several more rings and then hung up. “Guess she must be busy,”

“Listen illegal bahis up everyone,” Ted’s boss said walking from his office, “computers will be down for at least the rest of today, might as well go home nothing we can do until they are back up and running.”

“Fuck!” Ted said under his breath, this would put everyone so far behind and it would mean working late until everyone was caught up with orders. Nothing to do but go home and make the best of a bad situation. Patti would be surprised to see him home so early.

Making sure the video camera was set right and at a good angle, Patti lay on the king size bed. She wanted to get her play time on video, she wanted to add the video to their collection. She wanted to surprise Ted when he got home from work.

On the television was a video of a mature woman getting her ass fucked. Just something about watching a toy or a real cock fucking those women hearing their moans got her so hot and turned on.

“Oh yes, take that dick up your ass,” Patti said pouring some lube all over her pussy, feeling it dribble down between her ass cheeks. The woman on the screen was bucking back against the guy fucking her.

Reaching for her favorite black dildo, Patti rubbed it across her lubed up pussy, she pushed the head inside of her hole. “Yeah, open that ass hole.” she says watching the woman getting her ass fucked deep.

“Fuck me,” Patti whispered pushing the dildo deeper inside of her tight pussy, in and out she fucked herself. Reaching down with her other hand she rubbed her slick lubed covered fingers across her ass hole. Taking the black dildo from her pussy she poured more lube over it, pulling her legs back she opened herself up, rubbing the head of that cock across her ass hole made her shudder in pleasure.

“Mmmm, I love playing with my ass,” she said looking right at the camera. “I need to have a dick in my ass baby.” she said pushing the head of that dildo inside of her ass. “Ummm, ahh, so good.” she moaned feeling the dildo opening her puckered hole.

Slowly she fucked herself, a little deeper each time, pulling the dildo all the way out Patti poured more lube on it. Looking at the screen she watched herself pushing that dick in her ass. In and out deeper and deeper until she had all six inches of black dildo inside of her.

Fuck, this feels so good, she thinks fucking herself, she wanted to take her time and make a really good hot video for her husband.

Ted pulled into the driveway, opening the garage with the remote he drove in and parked the car.

He had tried to call Patti a couple of more times on the way home and still didn’t get an answer, he was getting worried. He had stopped at the store and picked up a few things they might need especially if they got a few inches of snow. Patti didn’t drive anymore and he didn’t want her taking the bus to the store in the snow. It was snowing lightly but that could change at any time.

“Honey?” Ted aid walking into the kitchen and setting the groceries down on the counter, he walked into the dining room, “Babe? I’m home early.” he said glancing into the living room, “I wonder where she could be?” he said out loud, “I’m sure she’s here some place.” he said walking back to the kitchen and putting the groceries away.

Grabbing a cold soda from the fridge he went down to the den, “Well where the hell is she?” he said. “must be upstairs,” he turned and walked back up to the kitchen headed towards the stairs.

“Oh yeah, fuck my ass, mmm. I need a dick in my hole.” Patti moaned loudly fucking herself in the ass. She continued to watch the mature woman on the television getting fucked. “take that dick.”

Ted stopped dead in his tracks in the doorway of the bedroom. There was his wife lying on the bed watching a porn video and fucking herself in the ass with her favorite toy. “Damn,” he whispered watching her pushing that black dildo into her ass hole.

Patti looked over and saw her husband standing in the doorway, she pulled the toy from her ass, “Honey, you’re home early.”

“Umm, computers went down.” he said staring at her, “don’t stop honey, continue.” he tells her feeling his cock jerk. Fuck she looked so hot spread open like that on the bed, he noticed her pussy was soaked and the dildo inside of her puckered ass hole.

He noticed the look of lust in her eyes, watched as she pushed the head of that black dildo back inside of her ass, slowly taking her time, He heard her moans of pleasure the deeper she pushed it in.

Quickly Ted got undressed and joined her on the bed, kneeling close to her mouth he stroked his cock. Watching her fucking her ass made his dick throb, “Suck me babe.”

Patti illegal bahis siteleri reached for Ted’s cock, stroking him, feeling his cock getting hard, he leaned over and pushed his cock into her hot, wet mouth. She gently sucked him, in and out, he fucked her mouth.

“You look so fucking hot with that black cock in your ass baby girl.” he tells her watching her fucking her hole. He loved to watch that cock opening up her tight back door, he wouldn’t mind feeling his cock in her ass, he thinks thrusting his hips. Fucking her mouth with his cock. He grabs her head and continues to fuck her mouth.

He had never known another woman who loved sex, any kind of sex as much as his sweet, horny wife did. The more he watched her the hornier he got, the more his cock throbbed.

“Turn over,” Ted tells her, pulling his cock from her mouth, his cock was rock hard and he needed to fuck her now.

Patti let the dildo slip from her ass and she turned over in her hands and knees, glancing back she looked at her husband.

“You are so bad, fucking your ass the way you were.” he tells her noticing she had used the edible strawberry flavored oil. “My naughty, wife want this cock back in your ass? Hmm?”

“Yes, please fuck me baby.”

“You have made my cock so hard, I may have to fuck you really hard.” he replies, he rubs his fingers across her ass hole, watching her puckered hole pulsate. “Yep, might have to fuck this ass.” he tells her sliding one finger deeply inside of her. “Mmmm you have the perfect ass, perfect for fucking.” he feels her tighten her ass around his finger, “naughty, hot slut-wife.” he says stroking his cock, while adding another finger to her ass, opening her up.

“Ummm, oh please honey fuck me.” she begs him, glancing back watching him stroking his cock.

“Oh I will, I promise.” he pulls his fingers from her puckered hole, picking up the black dildo he pours more lube all over it. Rubbing the head of that dildo across her hole, he watched her wiggle back against it, trying to get into her ass. “You just have to have a dick in your ass don’t you baby?” he asked her, watching the head of that cock opening her up. “Mmmm, baby I do like watching this dick slide

into your back door.” Ted was trying to be gentle, not wanting to hurt her, but knowing she did enjoy anal sex. “Reach back baby, hold your ass open for me.” he instructs her.

Patti reached back with both hands and and spread her ass cheeks, giving her husband a good view. Fuck she had never been this turned on in her life she thought, wanting to get fucked hard and deep.

“Awww, fuck me.” she moans feeling that dildo sliding deeper in her ass, “fuck your slut.” she tells him pushing back and takes more of the dildo inside of her.

God damn but she looks so fucking hot taking that dildo in her hole Ted thought pulling it almost all the way out and pouring even more lube over her ass and dildo. He wanted to shove his throbbing cock inside of her ass and fuck her hard. “Take it baby.” he slides the dildo all the way inside of her fucking her hard and deep just the way she loves it. “such a good wife-slut taking this dick.” He did love watching that black dildo sinking into her ass.

“Yes Daddy, oh fuck me.” she cries in pleasure reaching under herself and rubbing her clit. “I need to cum so bad Daddy.”

“Oh I’m gonna make you cum I promise you that.” Ted slowly takes the dildo from her ass, watching it slide from her hole. “Ah yeah tight ass hole baby.” he tells her pushing one then two fingers deeply inside of her ass, in and out he fucked her.

“Fuck me baby.”

Ted strokes his throbbing dick with his other hand, rubbing the head across the entrance of her pussy. “Damn baby your pussy is soaked,” he tells her pushing the head of his cock inside of her pussy.

“Oh yes, fuck my pussy.” she begs him feeling his cock slide in to her, while he still had his fingers inside of her ass, fucking her puckered hole.

The more he fucked her holes the louder she got, thrashing on the bed, “You are such a slut baby, wanting your ass and pussy fucked at the same time.” he tells her pounding her pussy, “but you’re my slut.”

“Do it honey, fuck me, don’t stop please.”

Ted lets his fingers slip from her ass, gripping her hips tightly he pounds her pussy, feeling his cock getting harder, throbbing with each thrust inside of her.

“Mmmm, aww yeah fuck your slut hard, make me feel it.” she tells him looking back at him.

“I love fucking you,” he replies, “ever since our first time, I’ve loved fucking you.”

“Oh baby I need to cum so bad.”

“You’re gonna get to cum.” Ted pounds her pussy, hard and canlı bahis siteleri deep just the way she loves it. “take my cock.”

He keeps looking at her puckered ass hole, wanting and needing to feel his dick inside it. Ted pulls his throbbing cock from her pussy and rubs the head across her ass hole, teasing her. “I’m gonna fuck your ass,” he tells her leaning over and whispering in her ear.

“Mmmm, yes Daddy, fuck my ass hole.”

Ted reaches for the lube and pours it over his throbbing dick, rubbing it all over, feeling it drip down over his balls. “You sure you want my cock in your tight hole?” he asks her, rubbing the head across her hole, pushing the head inside a bit.

“Oh yes, fuck me please.”

Ted grips his cock in one hand and putting his other on the small of her back he slowly pushes his rock hard dick inside of her ass. He felt her gasp as his cock entered her, he stopped to let her get used to it.

“My god your ass is so tight baby,” he groaned feeling her ass gripping his cock. Holding her by her hips he pushed in a bit deeper.

“Ahhh, oh fuck feels so good, fuck my ass.”

“You want more?”

“Want more? Baby I need more, fuck me hard.”

“You are so tight around my dick I love fucking your ass.” he says, speeding up his thrusts, going deeper, listening to her moans and sighs of pleasure. He could tell she was loving it, fucking back against him, taking all of his dick inside of her. “Mmmm, my slut loves my dick in her ass doesn’t she?”

“Oh yes Daddy, fuck my ass.”

Ted’s cock was on fire, throbbing and jerking in her tight puckered hole, he could get used to fucking his wife this way. She did seem to love getting her ass fucked. He would try anything at least once, he just wanted her to enjoy it. If she enjoyed it he would enjoy it too.

“I married an anal slut didn’t I? Hmmm, you like fucking your ass with toys and dick don’t you baby?”

All she could do was moan loudly and fuck back against him, taking his dick all the way in her ass hole. “Umm, fuck me, oh fuck me hard make me cum.” she tells him still rubbing her clit, feeling her climax building.

SLAP! He slapped her ass, one,two,three,four times, making her ass cheeks red. “Such an anal slut, I might have to invite Tyler or Fred over to fuck your ass next, seeing how you like dick in your ass.” Ted replies, wanting to see her take a black cock in her ass, watching that dark meat fucking her anally.

But he would only do it if she agreed to it, he would never make her do anything she wasn’t comfortable with.

She moaned loudly when he slapped her ass, she loved getting spanked when she was getting fucked. “Mmm I’m Daddy’s anal slut.”

“Yes you are.”

“Ohh, fuck, ummm so good, gonna cum…” she says loudly, the more he fucked into her the louder she got.

Ted could tell she was close to her climax, she was shaking and he could tell she was rubbing her clit. “Do it baby girl, cum for Daddy, cum for me and I’ll fill your ass hole with my cum.” he tells her.

“Aww, fuck omg cumming, oh god cumming.” she screams as her climax over takes her, she climaxes while his cock is deep in her ass, he is still pounding into her. He holds her tightly by her hips, feeling her climax over take her.

Ted couldn’t hold back much more, his cock was throbbing, he could feel his cock getting harder, feeling that point of no return. “Ahh, so good, shit baby gonna cum…” he grunts pounding her ass, fucking her as hard as he could. He wanted to fill her ass with his cum.

“Oh god make Daddy cum,” he tells her, shoving his dick in as deeply as he can and feeling spurt after spurt, one,two,three, four strong spurts of cum shooting into his wife’s ass hole. “Fuck take my cum, ahh, yeah.”

Gasping for air he collapses across her back, wrapping his arms around her waist, he hugs her tight.

“Fuck,” he whispers, kissing her back, “oh my god, that was fucking intense honey.”

“Yes it was,” she replies lying down flat on the bed, breathing heavily. “Mmmm, fuck that was good honey.”

Slipping his deflating cock from her ass he laid down next to her, putting his arm across her back.

“I wanted to surprise you by coming home early.”

“Oh you did,” she says sitting up and reaching for the remote to the video camera, hoping it was a good video. She turned the camera off and also the television.

“You surprised me,” he said pulling her to him, “guess that’s why you didn’t answer the phone earlier huh?”

“Yeah, I was playing in the shower.”

“Speaking of the shower, how about we share one.” he gets up off of the bed taking her by her hand. “I’ll wash your back if you wash mine.”

“Gee honey just my back?” she asks him with a sexy pout getting off of the bed.

“Well, maybe I’ll wash more if you are a very good girl.” he replies with a wink, leading her across the room and into the bathroom and closing the door.

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I woke the next morning to find myself alone in bed. I looked at the clock to find it past ten in the morning. I never sleep in. The previous night really took it out of me. I yelled to see if anyone was home. No response. The girls must have left me.

I pulled out my phone to see a text from Lexi. She sent it when they left the house. It said, “Holly and I are going shopping. Be back in a few hours. Sleep good honey. Love you.” I was excited to see what they were shopping for. They mentioned the previous night about shopping for anal prep supplies.

I meandered out of bed to the shower and then the kitchen. Once finished I was ready for the girls to get home but I figured I still had a couple hours. I went to the backyard to make sure everything was clean from the party. Other than empting the trash and a few pieces of clothing, the yard looked great. I decided to get some sun and relax till the girls got home.

My full body tan was coming along nicely. The parts that used to be covered by a swimsuit were getting close to matching the rest of my body, benefits of being a nudist.

I was watching TV and was in my own world when I heard a gasp and a women’s voice say, “I’m sorry, oh my gosh, I’m sorry.”

I turned to see my neighbor Carrie already walking towards the gate with her head down.

“Carrie wait.” I stood up. “There is no need to apologize. Its really not a big deal.” I said.

“I keep seeing you naked and I walked in your private backyard. I’m sorry, all I needed was my cover-up I left here yesterday.” Carrie said.

“Quit apologizing. I told you yesterday that you could come over whenever you wanted. I also warned you of our possible nudity.” I said.

“I know, its just a little shocking. I thought you were joking about all the naked stuff.” Carrie said.

“No jokes Carrie. Lexi and I are naked quite often. Some of our friends join in as well. Were kind of nudist now. I can put a towel on if you are uncomfortable.” I said.

“No!” Carrie said a little too emphatically and then paused thinking, “I am kind of intrigued by nudism and you’re not to bad to look at.”

Carrie’s body seemed to relax as the initial shock wore off. Her eyes kept moving all over my body.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Your friends join in as well?” Carrie asked.

“Yeah a few of them.” Last night being the first time, “It has been fun being so free.” I said.

“So Lexi and you are okay with other people seeing you naked?” Carrie asked.

“Yeah. I don’t think you’re ready for the whole story but lets just say Lexi and I made major life changes about a month ago. We have become much more open and free when it comes to our lifestyle. I mean a month ago Lexi would have never worn a bikini to a party. We had an awakening to how fun life could be.” I said. Any person would read into my comments.

“I can see that. I must say I admire the two of you. I have spent the last fifteen years of my life in quiet desperation. Seeing and talking to Lexi and you yesterday really opened my eyes for the better.” Carrie said referencing her terrible marriage.

“Good! If there is ever anything we can help you with please call. If you are bored at home just come over. Honestly you seem like an amazing person and you deserve some fun.” I said reflecting on her life story she told me.

“Thanks and I will definitely take you up on the offer. I spend a lot of time at home by myself.” Carrie said.

“Great, Lexi is out shopping with a friend right now. I could use some company if you want to lay out with me? You don’t have to go naked and I can put on a suit. Whatever makes you the most comfortable?” I said.

“Sounds fun Steve. You can stay like you are. I think I will wear a suit though. I know I joked about it yesterday but no one except on the rare occasion my husband has seen me naked in the last twenty years.” Carrie said.

“I’m sure you look amazing naked. Maybe one day I will get you to be a nudist.” I said.

“Maybe we should start at one of your top or bottom parties.” Carrie joked.

“Deal! I will set one up later today.” I said.

Carrie laughed and then said, “Are you sure your wife is okay with just the two of us hanging out? Especially with you in your current state.” Carrie said worrying about hanging out with a naked married man.

“I know she’s fine with it, but lets call her to be sure.” I said as I grabbed my phone.

“You’re seriously calling her?” Carrie asked nervously.

“Yeah, we have no secrets and I want you to feel comfortable.” I said.

Lexi answered the phone quickly and I put it on speakerphone. I explained the situation and how Carrie walked in the backyard. Lexi was laughing and thought the situation was great. Carrie on the other hand was turning red in embarrassment.

Then I said to Lexi, “Would it be okay with you if Carrie and I laid out by the pool together.” I knew her response but the question was for Carrie

“Can Carrie hear me?” Lexi said

“Yes it has been on speaker the whole time canlı bahis so I have heard everything.” Carrie said.

“Great then you need to know that I am perfectly fine with you and Steve hanging out. Have fun. I trust Steve and so should you. If he says I would be okay then its okay. Steve doesn’t lie.” Lexi said.

“Just so I get this right. You are fine with me laying out with your naked husband?” Carrie said.

“Yep, I am completely fine with it. He’s not bad to look at either in that department.” Lexi said.

“You’re right about that.” Carrie said blushing, as she looked me up and down.

“Great! You guys have fun and we should be home in a couple hours.”

We said goodbye.

“Do you realizes how cool your wife is?” Carrie said.

“Yes! She’s pretty great.” I said.

“Let me run home and change and then I will be right back.” Carrie said.

“You don’t have to do that. We just bought Lexi a bunch of brand new swimsuits. You can pick one you like and keep it. My treat.” I said.

“Thank you. I need a new swimsuits.” Carrie said.

“Follow me.” I said

I took her to our master closet. Lexi had hung all of the new swimsuits up. Almost all of them still had the tags on. Between the ones Lexi bought and the ones I bought, there must have been more than twenty.

“Pick anything you want. Lexi has a variety to choose from and you can probably guess my favorites.” I said as I held up a very skimpy thong.

Carries eyes went big and then said, “Let me look through them.”

“I will meet you back at the pool.” I said and left.

Carrie came out five minutes later. She had not picked the suit I had chosen but one with a little more cloth. It was a colorful bikini that looked great against her light olive skin. Different neon colors covered the top and bottom. The top was a triangle and strings covering her modest size breasts. The bottoms were low cut in the front, with inch thick straps going to the back. I recognized the bottoms from the suits I bought. If I remembered right, the back was pretty small.

I caught a glimpse of her ass when she was getting into a lounge chair. The bikini bottoms were very cheeky. They were not thong but showed a good amount of her toned ass. She was taller and skinner than Lexi so her ass was not as big. Her model type ass still looked full and round. She was not flat assed like you see on skinny runway models. She had curves and a nice crease at the bottom.

My dick took notice and started to grow slightly. We sunned our fronts. It was a great sight watching her put lotion on. We talked consistently for about an hour. We got along great and Carrie really enjoyed herself. Then she flipped to sun her back.

“Do you need any lotion on your back?” I asked.

“Oh yes, that would be wonderful.” Carrie said.

I sat on the edge of her chair. It was a little weird at first to be naked this close to her but that quickly went away. I spread a good amount of lotion on her back. I covered every inch from her neck to her lower back. I made it into more of a massage then simply applying lotion. Carrie approved.

Once her back was done I moved down to her legs. I started at her calves and worked my way up. I was not going to push the line without consent because I did not want to ruin what we had.

I stopped about mid thigh and said, “I guess I will stop there.”

“Oh, I guess that’s good.” Carrie said disappointed.

“Unless you want me to keep going?”

Carrie smiled and said, “Sure, I mean if Lexi would be okay with it.”

I didn’t answer but put more lotion on my hands and continued on from where I left off. I took my time and little by little I made it to the bottom of her ass. There was not an ounce of fat on her ass. It was the firmest ass I had ever felt. My hands kneaded the lotion into her ass. I stopped myself from trying anything further.

I settled back on my chair, copying Carrie by tanning my back now.

“Thanks Steve. That was very relaxing.” Carrie said.

“It was my pleasure.” I said.

“So would you like lotion on your back now?” Carrie said.

“I would love some.” I said.

Carrie was bolder. She straddled my waist and squeezed a healthy amount of lotion on my back. I jump from the cold in surprise. Carrie then worked the lotion into my skin with her delicate hands. She was soft and tender. My cock grew instantly.

Carrie continued down my back. She moved to kneel between my legs. My hard cock was only inches from her knees and clearly visible. Then she grabbed the lotion and squeezed more lotion right on my ass. She rubbed my ass. It was strange to feel her squeezing my cheeks and somewhat parting my ass. I know that’s what I would do to a girl, but to have a girl do it to me was weird. She continued on, even getting close to my asshole. It felt amazing but odd.

Carrie spent most of the time on my ass and then finally moved down my legs. I was so turned on that I wanted to rip off her bikini bottoms and fuck her but I controlled myself. bahis siteleri Hell, by her actions I figured she wanted me to. She moved back to her chair and I was left with a hard dick and nothing else.

Back in her chair she sunned her back and looked at me. My dick was throbbing and I could not handle the pressure of lying on my stomach. I forced to turn over and Carrie got a full view to my erect penis. Her eyes were glued on him and her mouth slightly open in shock.

My flaccid cock is still pretty good size but I really grow for an erection.

“Carrie?” I said after she stared for a good twenty seconds.

“Sorry Steve. You are quite large down there.” Carrie said.

“I am?” I played dumb.

“You damn well know you are. I was across the street when I first saw you and today you have not been… you know… hard… very impressive Steve. Can I ask how big it thing is?”

“Thank you and yes. He is about a ten incher.” I said.

“Wow. That is definitely the biggest penis I have ever seen.” Carrie said.

“Do you want a picture so you don’t have to stare so hard?” I joked.

“Sorry I am just a little shocked.” Carrie said turning a little red.

“I’m just kidding, please look as long as you want. You want a closer look.” I said pulling her lounge chair right next to mine. “Or even touch it.” The last part came out without me realizing what I was saying. However I waited her response.

“Umm…” Carrie said while she leaned forward to look closer. “Sure…” was all she said.

Carrie was in a trance as her hand reached out and touched my cock. At first only her finger traced from the tip to the base. Then slowly she became more comfortable. Her fingers slowly closed around my shaft. Her petite hands could not circle the shaft.

“Oh my gosh what am I doing?” Carrie shrieked as her trance broke and she saw my cock in her hand. “Your married.”

“Carrie if you don’t want to touch me that is fine but you are doing nothing wrong. Lexi is fine with this; we could even call her again. Don’t feel guilty for me. We are only having fun nothing more.” I said.

Carrie took a few deep breaths and then spoke saying, “Sorry I freaked out. Touching my married neighbor scared me. Especially when your wife has been so sweet to me.” Carrie said.

“As I said earlier Lexi and I have an open lifestyle so nothing you have done today is wrong. I know you are married and I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” I said.

“Oh screw my husband. He’s an asshole and cheats on me constantly. You promise Lexi is okay with this?” Carrie said.

“Absolutely.” I said.

Carrie reached back out and took hold of my cock. She admired my member as she simply held me for a few minutes.

“This is seriously the best penis. It feels like it weighs a few pounds.” Carrie said.

I stood with my dick only one foot from her face and said, “That’s why my erection doesn’t stick straight out. Always points towards the ground.”

“I don’t know what to say. Rarely am I left speechless. I have never seen anything like that.” Carrie said.

My hopes of her opening her mouth and sucking we faded. She made no attempt and I was not going to push.

I sat back down and said, “Feel free to touch and hold him as much as you want.”

Carrie must have liked my statement because her hand was back in my lap, holding my cock.

“Now, my only question is, when are you going to lose the bikini and join me?” I said.

Carrie thought for a minute then said, “I’ll take off my top but that’s all.”

“Awesome. I was willing to beg.” I joked.

Carrie pulled the ties of the bikini. The triangle fabric fell from her breast and her entire chest was exposed. Carrie had mentioned she did not like her breast but she was wrong for thinking so. They were modest sized boobs, probably a B or a small C. They were perfectly round with only the tiniest sag. Her nipples were a medium shade of pink and small, about the size of a nickel.

“You are beautiful Carrie. Your breast look amazing.” I said as I stared

“No there not. They are too small. I have always wanted bigger. I’ve always wanted a boob-job.” Carrie said.

“No they perfect and they look amazing. They look great with your body. Honestly they are gorgeous.” I said.

“Thanks but I still don’t believe you.” Carrie said.

We continued to argue in good fun until the back door opened and out walked Lexi and Holly. Carrie quickly let go of my cock and jumped in surprise, trying to cover herself. The natural reaction any woman would have if caught lying out topless with another woman’s husband and touching his cock. Carrie kept glancing at my cock, hoping she did not get caught touching me.

Lexi was the first to speak, “It’s wonderful to see you again Carrie and I am so glad you kept Steve company.”

“No problem.” Carrie said shyly. She was still covering herself with her hands

“No need to be covering yourself Carrie. We are all friends. I think I will join you two. bahis şirketleri Holly do you want to lay out too?” Lexi said.

Holly was in a loose cotton t-shirt and jean shorts. Quickly her shirt was over her head. No bra was underneath, only bare tits. Lexi followed with pushing the straps of her sundress off her shoulders. The dress fell to the ground. Lexi only had on a small thong.

“Much better!” Lexi said, “As you can tell we like to be naked and I am so happy you have joined us. You can keep touching Steve. I hope he didn’t pressure you too much.”

Carrie first turned red, realizing she got caught. Then she understood that Lexi was serious, she relaxed. Carrie moved her hands and her body became less tense.

“Sorry for touching him.” Carrie said to Lexi.

“Sorry? Steve has a gift and I love sharing it. Honestly I want you to keep touching him.” Lexi said.

Carrie looked at her skeptically but Lexi only smiled and nodded. Carrie reached back out and took hold of my throbbing member.

“I am surprised how fun this all is.” Carrie said, “I think I am going to like being friends with you guys.” Carrie said.

“It only gets better. Pretty soon you will be walking around naked all the time.” Lexi said.

“You’re probably right.” Carrie said.

“Did you guys get back early?” I said.

“No. It’s past one.”

“Wait, really? I have to go.” Carrie said.

“Why?” Holly asked.

“My daughter is coming to visit for a couple weeks and she’ll be here in less than an hour.” Carrie said.

“If you don’t have plans every night we could all go out to dinner? No nudity.” I said.

“Yes I will call or come over tomorrow.” Carrie said.

The girls all hugged goodbye, topless. Which was very hot. I hugged Carrie and my erection rested nicely against her bikini bottoms.

Once Carrie left Lexi stood and said, “Holly and I need about twenty minutes. Go shower in the guestroom.”

Now I was really intrigued. What were they planning? I showered quickly and then walked down the master. The door to the room was open but the bathroom door was closed. The shower was running. My preparation took only five minutes so I was left to wait. I decided to go downstairs to get a snack and watch TV.

It was a good half hour later when I heard the girls coming down the stairs. They were worth the wait.

Both girls were wearing matching lingerie and high heels. They had on light blue lace teddies. Not much was left to the imagination. The lingerie was cup-less so breasts were exposed. Through the lace I could see their tan skin.

At the bottom of the steps, both girls spun. Their backsides were more impressive. The lingerie had tiny strings crisscrossing their backs. I was expecting a thong but it was not. The material split between their legs to either side. The material framed the outside of each cheek, leaving the crack totally exposed and open. Not only were they giving me easy access to their puckered holes but also they had started without me. Holly and Lexi had matching anal plugs with a light blue jewel on the end.

“Could you turn on the music Steve? It should be on the right song.” Lexi said. They had planned out every detail of this event. The music was slow but had a great rhythm.

They walked slowly to the couch where I was sitting, swaying to the music. I was on the edge of my seat, ready to pounce. However the two women stopped just out of reach. They held each other and started a seductive dance. Their hands roamed each other, as their bodies were pressed hard together. The dance became more naughty as they went from kissing, to sucking on tits, to rubbing pussies.

Then Holly dropped to her knees, spreading Lexi’s legs. The lingerie ended just above Lexi’s slit, leaving her pussy exposed.

I could not be a bystander any longer. I went to my knee’s, opposite Holly. I played with Lexi’s ass. Her ass was divine, smooth and soft in all the right places. I kissed every inch of her. I ran my tongue down her crack and played with the plug.

“Lick me… fuck… I am cumming… oh fuck yeah.” Lexi yelled.

I could feel Holly pushing harder against Lexi. She must have picked up the intensity. I grabbed the butt plug and started pulling and twisting.

Lexi enjoyed our actions. Towards the end she lost strength in her legs and collapsed. She fell between Holly and I.

“Wow!” Was all Lexi could mutter.

Holly and I looked at her then each other. We made out over the top of Lexi. The taste of Lexi was strong on her lips.

“I love your surprise.” I said to the both of them.

“We haven’t gotten to the surprise yet. What we just did is normal daily life now. What is to come is a treat.” Lexi said seductively.

“What is it?” I asked giddily.

“Should we tell him?” Holly asked Lexi.

“Sure, he has waited long enough and we don’t want to run out of time.” Lexi said.

“Okay Steve this afternoon delight is dedicated to you and your love for ass. We have a couple hours and the only hole your dick is allowed in is our butts. No pussy or mouth, just ass.”

I was ecstatic. “Seriously?” I asked. I knew they were serious but the idea of fucking buttholes for hours was too much to believe.

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Hey y’all. Again, thank you so much for all of the feedback on pt. 2. Even with all of your great guidance, I’m still unsure about how this section will be received. The Horsemaster and Shani’s relationship shifts, as does the story’s perspective. Writing from the Horsemaster’s point of view was enlightening. He showed me another side of himself I hadn’t expected. I hope I hit the mark and turned the story into something with a little more hope. If things seem a little too sweet right now, don’t worry, there’s more kinky stuff coming 😉 As always, thank you for reading and leaving suggestions!

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Omar seethed as he walked the colicking gelding, sweating and cursing under the midday sun. His sorriest attempt at an assistant yet had overfed the pack animal, bringing him to this predicament.

The boy tried to tend the horses, but he was duller than sand and had the work ethic of a gnat. The boy should be walking the horse, while Omar rested from a long night of foal watch -the boy fell asleep halfway through- but he couldn’t trust the boy not to muck the job up somehow.

He never would have had problems like these with Ajay.

The thought, and the situation had him cursing all over again. He almost wished he’d never went looking for Ajay that night. Wandering by the oasis had been a spur of the moment decision, one that despite the fear, frustration, and anger his discovery caused him, he wouldn’t change for all the sheikh’s horses. She was worth so much more, even with her infuriating stubbornness.

Right now, his little captive was naked, waiting for him and the thought was delicious. Since the night he’d left her hanging on the tent pole, they’d seemed to come to an accord of sorts. But even as she sucked him whenever he demanded, didn’t fight him or disobey his orders, something was missing.

Despite having her whenever he wished, Omar missed the conversations he used to have with Ajay. Now that her secret had been exposed, his little captive had been obedient but not talkative. It seemed to be her last form of rebellion.

He supposed she had reason for her stony silence. Dragging her back and chaining her to his tent might have been a little excessive, but when he’d woken from their wedding night, ready to properly please her before starting the morning chores only to find her gone and their leather tie ripped apart, he’d been furious at her deception. Then when the guards he’d paid to follow her told him of her plans to join another caravan, of the attack and how she fought to defend herself, he was afraid for her. He’d only waited so long to retrieve her because he’d hoped she would turn around and come back to him on her own.

The fact that she hadn’t still pricked his pride.

In retrospect -the silent tent gave him a lot of time to think and plan and fantasize- he should have talked to her on their wedding night instead of falling on her like a wild dog. He’d had his reasons; if they hadn’t consummated their marriage, anyone that discovered her secret after the fact could have taken her from him. And that was unacceptable. But his actions were inexcusable.

And, he ruefully admitted, they should have talked before he punished her. Omar knew they could reason things out; Shani was intelligent for a woman to hide undetected so long, especially living with him for as long as they did!

And maybe that was why he was so hard on her; he was punishing her for fooling him.

But it felt as if they were stuck on this course now, Master and captive. At least, he thought, until they learned to trust one another. Earning and giving trust were his hardest tasks yet.

The gelding groaned, pawing at the ground, bringing Omar’s focus to the immediate problem at hand. The horse stretched, and to Omar’s relief, had the bowel movement that signaled the worst of the colic had passed. Omar waved over one of the guards. “Watch him. If he tries to roll, start walking him again. I’ll be back by dusk.”

The guard bowed. As Horsemaster, his word was as good as the Sheikh’s and his orders would be followed just as completely.

It was mid-morning now, and the long night gave him time to formulate his next plan. They needed to build trust and not just for sexual reasons. It wasn’t practical to keep Shani tied and bound as much as he enjoyed it. Eventually, he’d need her cooperation, her dedication to stay with him, her skill with the animals. Which is where this afternoon would help. She’d been good. His little filly deserved a reward.

She was just as he left her, kneeling but not bound, save for the chain on her collar. And wonderfully naked. The gold rings topping her nipples and clit a highlight to her soft skin. She knew he was there as soon as he entered but kept her head bowed, the dark brown hair in tangles. She could use a proper bath, something he knew would feel good. Just like that, seeing her here, where she belonged, soothed away all the aggravation the long night brought.

Omar opened a trunk and pulled out a length illegal bahis of fabric, a blue silk dress. Probably the first she’d worn in years. “Put this on, little filly. You’ve been on your best behavior and so I have a reward for you.”

She tentatively took the cool fabric from his hand, a wedding gift he’d planned on giving her the morning after their wedding night. Seeing her slide it on now, covering her lithe body just made him want to rip it off her again. Patience.

Omar busied himself as she dressed, unclipping the chain to her collar to assist her, but otherwise not touching her, even though his fingers itched with the need to smooth the wrinkled dress down the length of her body. His little captive tried to act unaffected by his scrutiny, but she was frozen in place, trying her best not to shift under his gaze. He held up a head covering… and a gag to go under it.

Shani flinched and something in his chest hurt. He felt the urge to explain and didn’t fight it. Communication built trust. If he wanted to keep her as something outside of a slave, they would both have to make an effort. “We’re leaving the tent, little filly. I want to believe you’re going to be good and not cause a scene or try to run. The gag is only insurance.” Omar stalked toward her slowly, noting the clenched, trembling fists, red cheeks. She didn’t try to run.

When he squatted down to her level, his hand tangling in her hair, she whispered, “No. I’ll be good.” She swallowed hard and whispered, “please.” He nearly groaned at the word. If all went to plan, she’d be saying that word a lot. Omar stood, dropping the gag into his pocket, a silent reminder he could silent her at will. Hopefully it would be enough. He’d hate to not treat her today.

“Do not make me regret this.” He held her gaze with a glare, and she nodded, looking only marginally fearful. At least there was no sign of mischief on her face.

When the head covering was secure, leaving only her eyes uncovered, he led her to the entrance of their tent. He did it more for himself to preserve Ajay’s identity than for modesty’s sake. If she truly was his slave, he’d parade her around naked, showing off his lovely possession. But the thought of another man laying eyes on her had his blood boiling, hand tightening around her waist.

At his urging, they left the tent, her stumbling, grabbing at his arm when the light hit her eyes. Omar used her disorientation to his advantage, mounting the horse waiting for them in front of his tent and pulling her up in front of him. They had to go without a saddle to ride this way, but Omar was afraid that if she rode behind him she’d jump and try to hurt herself. There was still a risk of that riding this way, but if she went down, she’d take him with her. And then she’d be sorry.

He pulled her into his chest, wrapping one arm around her to keep her secure, using legs and seat to urge the horse into a swift canter. In his peripheral on either side, Omar noted the guards, the same men he’d paid to help him find his wife. Now, they would ensure no one disturbed them.

The ride was short and enjoyable, the sun nearing it’s zenith, the heat not yet unbearable. Omar slowed his horse as they rounded an eroding rock formation, enjoying the way his and Shani’s bodies rocked together. Surely she felt how much she affected him. He focused on their sliding bodies, promising himself he’d wait until after they talked… and then he’d pleasure her, give her what their wedding night should have been. Or maybe he should pleasure her first, make her more agreeable to their talks?

He’d have to see how she reacted to his surprise, first.

Omar heard her gasp of surprise when the small oasis came into view. Ringed by date palms and grass, it wasn’t until they reached an opening in the underbrush that she saw his real reason for bringing her out here.

An airy white tent had been set up, the front panels open to reveal a low table full of food in the middle, the ground covered in thick carpets and cushions. Baskets lined the sides of the tent, full of more surprises. When they drew close, Omar slid off, scooping Shani up and carrying her to the tent. One of the guards hobbled his horse where it started to graze, then disappeared.

He stood in between the small body of water and the tent, resting his hands on her shoulders. “What do you want first? To eat or bathe?”

Her head whipped back and forth, caught in indecision. “Bath. Please.”

Omar tugged at her clothes, giving into the urge that had gripped him since she put it on. But gently. He didn’t want to ruin the dress. The silk sliding off her skin was an erotic caress itself, touching her just as reverently as he wished to. The softness would come soon if his plan worked.

In moments that passed far too quickly, she was completely bare, skin glowing in the sunlight, like it absorbed and reflected the light like a brilliant gem.

He nudged her toward the water, breathing slowly to control himself. “Go on, I’ll illegal bahis siteleri join you in a moment.” He wasn’t a young stud. He could wait until she’d been pleasured before seeking his own.

Shani didn’t hesitate, running to the water like she was afraid he’d change his mind. Omar turned his back on her, gathering soaps and oils, soft cloths to dry themselves with when they were done. Once he had everything, he stripped as well, joining her in the water as she swam and splashed in the cool water.

Omar waded up behind her, splashing loud enough that he wouldn’t startle her. She turned, saw he was naked and blushed, which was just endearing, considering she’d seen all of him, serviced him many times in the past days. Then she looked again, noticed the soaps and oils he carried in small jugs on thongs around his neck, and her face lit up with a genuine smile.

“Turn around and wet your hair. Let me wash you.” His request came out more as a command, but she listened, the soft skin of her wet back skimming his front as she ducked under the water, rising moments later. Omar poured soap into his hand, rubbing it into a lather and worked his fingers through the length of her hair, scratching and massaging her scalp.

Her body seemed to melt against his as he worked, moaning her pleasure. Omar couldn’t stop himself from growing hard at the feeling of her, the sound. His hands kept moving, pouring more soap into his palms to wash every inch of her body, his fingers stroking the slick folds between her legs until she was moaning in his arms, then moved on, listening to her hiss as he brushed her clit. Not quite healed yet, but he’d planned for that.

He left her panting and unsatisfied, working quickly but thoroughly over the rest of her body, reminding himself he had a plan that didn’t include fucking her in the middle of an oasis, no matter how good that sounded.

When she was clean, Omar turned away, diving into the clear water to put distance between them. He surfaced on the other side, and began scrubbing himself, more briskly than he’d touched Shani, trying to tamp down his arousal.

The slight splash of water was his only warning before smaller, gentler, hands brushed his back. Omar stilled almost immediately, waiting to see what she’d do. Shani swam around to pour some soap in her hands, smoothing the fragrant liquid over his chest and shoulders, down his torso. Circling around, she repeated the process down his back and legs. He assumed she was done when she rose from washing his calves, but her front pressed against his back and her hands reached around to clean the one spot she’d skipped.

He stopped breathing, frozen in place as she explored him just as thoroughly as he’d washed her. Omar was painfully hard when her hands stopped moving, one stroke away from being unmanned, chest heaving, heart racing like he’d just ridden a bucking horse and stayed on.

Again he retreated, rinsing under the water, desperately grasping for the last of his control, but it was slipping through his fingers. So he exited the pool of water and started plating his lunch. Shani appeared a few minutes later and knelt next to him, waiting.

“You can get a plate.” Again, there was surprise in her eyes and her hesitation hurt. He’d done that to her. “While I enjoy feeding you from my hand, it’s not practical for every meal. There will be times I’ll insist on it because we both enjoy it, but not now. Today is about rewarding your good behavior, not demanding more than what you want to give.”

Her shoulders slumped in what he wanted to believe was disappointment but more likely to be relief. He watched in amusement as she piled her plate high with meats, cheeses, vegetables, dips, and desserts. Apparently he hadn’t been feeding her enough.

Omar patted a cushion next to his and without hesitation she sat, digging into her food. He enjoyed watching her enjoy the food more than he enjoyed his own meal. She went back for more, stuffing herself until her stomach rounded. He’d stopped eating long before her, only interrupting her long enough to pull her into his lap and start working the tangles out of her wet hair, twisting the strands into a long braid. He wanted her comfortable with him. If that meant pampering her a bit, that was fine with him. When she put the plate down with a content sigh, Omar started the third part of his plan, reaching for a bottle of perfumed oil. “Lie down on your back, get comfortable.” He assumed the sharp gasp was fear, and resolved to remove it from her body.

Wide eyes met his, muscles tense as he leaned over her, holding up the ceramic jug. “Scented oil much more suitable for a woman than the spicy stuff Ajay always wore.” He started with her feet, long soothing strokes, feeling wiry muscles tense and release under his fingertips. Slowly, the air between them filled with the exotic scent of orange blossom, vanilla, and cinnamon. Omar focused on finding those tense spots, gently working them to the sound of Shani’s appreciative sighs.

As canlı bahis siteleri her worked, Shani’s eyes closed, the only hint she was still awake was the small sounds she made as he eased sore muscles. Now was a good a time as any to start talking. “My assistant is useless.” She stilled under him and he knew he had her attention. “He knows less than nothing about horses and has the work ethic of a gnat. I wind up redoing his chores or not bothering to fetch him at all. He’s underfoot, unwilling to learn.” Omar released his frustration as he worked her thighs, hoping she heard the truth in his voice. “I’ve had six such apprentices in the twelve days we’ve been married. None of them compare to Ajay. I need him back. I need you back, and I can’t have that if we don’t work together, trust each other.”

A riot of emotion crossed her face, too fast to categorize. “Trust? You coerced me into this sham of a marriage, let the sheikh beat me in front of you, forced yourself on me… and that’s just the first night! The list goes on after I ran and you hunted me down. How am I to trust you?”

Omar didn’t hide his flinch. He regretted most of those actions. “I didn’t force myself on you. I had intended to have this discussion before we consummated our marriage.” His hands kept moving up her stomach, sides, to one hand, working the joints there. She stayed relaxed under his touch. He didn’t dare look at her face. “I lost control, which is one of my regrets. And then when you ran and broke our vows.” He shook his head, working up her arm. “You didn’t think I’d let you get away, did you?”

There was the spark of challenge in her eyes he’d missed. “I would have been fine.”

Omar snorted. “You barely survived the first attack. The next time you might not have been so lucky. Fortunately, my men ensured that man would never attack another boy or girl again.”

“You had him killed?”

He gave her a grim smile, moving to her other arm. “He only wishes he were dead.”

She blinked at him, looking dazed. “So what do you want? If it was to break me, train me to like serving you, you’ve done that.”

His laugh was low and warm. His hands moved to her chest, circling her breasts, the already hardening nipples. She was so responsive. “You’re nowhere near broken. Punished and a bit more respectful, yes. I’ve only awakened a side of yourself you hadn’t known existed. As for what I want, I want Ajay and Shani, my assistant and wife. I want your trust, and for you to trust me. Your submission in our marriage bed or help outside of it.” He smiled down at her, thumbs just brushing the tips of her nipples. She shivered. “Nothing unreasonable. Keeping you tied up all the time is. Roll over.”

Again she obeyed him. While her head was turned, he grabbed the next part of his plan, a short, fluted toy with a flared base. He massaged the back of her thighs, letting her get used to the feel of him back there, drizzling oil on her skin as he needed it. Her inner thighs and hamstrings demanded a lot of his attention, and Omar could smell the musk of her arousal melding with the perfumed oil. His mouth watered.

“You expect me to go back to being Ajay? And then your wife at night?” her voice was muffled by the cushion.

“Yes. You miss the work and I need his help.” His thumbs brushed the cheeks of her ass, digging into the muscle there, making her toes curl. “And you may not admit it yet, but you enjoy my husbandly attentions.”

She didn’t immediately deny it, which stroked more than his ego. Omar decided to push her a little harder, see if he could get her agreeable to his plan. He drizzled oil between her cheeks, chasing it to her back hole. She tensed almost immediately. “You’re always pushing me to do things I don’t like.”

His finger froze at her puckered entrance. “What have I done that you don’t enjoy?”

“You beating me is pretty high on my do not likes.”

“Which time? For running off into the desert woefully unprepared or for biting me?” His voice was deceptively calm but on the inside he was shaking with rage. “I warned you what would happen and you know now that I keep my word, especially when it comes to punishing you.”

“The piercings?”

A smile touched his lips but it wasn’t kind. “You destroyed the leather tie that bound us together, signifying our marriage. I had to think of a permanent way to remind you of our vows. Branding my initials into your skin seemed a little extreme.”

She paled and he laughed. “I’m not serious. Anything else you’re uncomfortable with?”

“Everything?” Her voice is uncertain, her body still slick.

“Everything I’ve done is new to you. There’s so much more I want to show you, too. I want you to try it. But if it ever becomes too much, I’ll stop if you say so.” He lightly pushed against that ring of muscle. She pushed against him, not away, and the tip of his slick finger slid inside. “Starting now.”

Omar didn’t think she breathed for the first couple of strokes. She was probably trying to decide if she liked the feeling. He didn’t give her time to decide she didn’t, keeping his strokes slow, especially when he added another finger, making her tense and moan when he worked it inside. “Good. Stay relaxed. It’ll make this next bit easier.”

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Her want for him embarrassed her. It was an insatiable curiosity to discover. His shape, his motivations, his taste and smell. He had struck her as splendid across the bustling room, standing aloof above the crowd, engaged but guarded, detached from the others. Now, that she had him to herself and they were alone she was overwhelmed by her affection for him. She knew he wanted this. She understood it to be something he had tried before but the detail was sketchy. She wondered if it was fulfilling physically or mentally to him. Was it the frontier of taboo, the intrusion, the vulnerability of surrender, overpowered by the other, or just the altered physical sensations being penetrated would provide? She had never done this with another. She had stringent restrictions from her most recent paramour, never on top; don’t stray past the testicles with either mouth or hand. No former suitor had cared much for her needs nor been interested. It was so very different with him. The session so far had been amazing. Their exchanges sensual, rich and warm. They had kissed for nearly an hour, Switching between relaxed languishing in their embrace, building now to something more fervent, desperate even.

She had withdrawn from him abruptly taking herself to the next room and composing herself. It’s now or never she mused as she opened the drawer and removed the device and harness. Knowing the other ointments and unctuous potions were at hand beside the bed she buckled up and concealed her decision with her robe. She re-entered the room to find him prone, relaxed and smiling. She joined him, rolling him away to expose his long back. While caressing the length of his spine she skirted his buttocks, teasing in her omission. Long stroking caresses in slow motion, lifting her hand to repeat the motion from a random starting point. Shoulder, behind a knee, his neck, but never his buttocks. Kissing him now, she sidled closer, cautious that the rigidity of the strap-on not touch him yet. Breathing in his scent, she buried her face in his auxiliary- his aroma dark, metallic. He was so masculine, larger than her, stronger. She shifted to kiss and lick his nape, anoint his ears with her tongue, slow and luscious. Each place she tasted had illegal bahis its own texture, flavour, sensation. Now to one of her many favourite parts of him. She began a trail of moist and passionate kisses toward his arse. His skin smooth, the yielding muscles firm. She used her long hair like a paint brush to trace between his cleft

Her fingers followed, gentle. Mischievous. His breathing changed as she touched him there

Nails tracing concentric circles edging closer and closer as her face followed. The thrill of breathing his most intimate odour. Manly, musky, magnificent. She wanted to kiss him, open mouthed, tongue probing. The thought of his taste, unknown and new to her was tantalising.

Nestled between his legs she settled in, her appetite and interest peaked, her tongue gingerly extended to lick first. Her fingers pressure circling curling were replaced by her mouth and he caught his breath.

The note of something dark in his flavour was paramount to the starter’s gun. Her desire tipping to cascade over him. Her kisses deepened as she dared probe deeper. Hands anchored to his hips she pulled him to her. Her tongue, insistent, her wanting to part and widen him exciting her. She wanted to be gentle but the position had his form resist her explorations.

She withdrew and intimated with her touch that he lift his hips and bend his knees. No longer flat on the bed he rose to bear his arse to her in the requested position. His legs bent, his cheeks parting to expose her prize.

She was struck by the trust he displayed. He had not resisted. So exposed, yielding, waiting.

Again she bent to kiss him. Cupping his member and caressing him, running interference

Little kisses, pressure varied, on his buttocks again began. Her impulse was to grab him and stuff her face deep within him, tongue extended hoping to taste something unexpected. She was greeted by notes of his familiar scent, soap, clean, masculine. Her embraces deepened as she approached his hole.

Moist suction, salivating with delight, she started to lick; applying her wetness. Sliding her face up and down, swirling her tongue, increasing her pressure, she lapped at the puckering circling his vulnerability. illegal bahis siteleri Closer. Firmer. Till he yielded to her tongue. The margin between inside and outside of him was marked. His inside was velvet. Hot. Dense.

The thrill of what he had allowed her, the flood of compassion, had tears sting her eyes. She held him in one hand while the other reached forward holding him to her. She never wanted to let him go. Her mouth clamped upon him she sucked. Providing more moisture she lapped to lubricate him, preparing him for what was coming next. She wanted to worship all of him, take him off guard before entering him. She worried that without discussion the surprise may change the charge between them.

Her hands replaced her mouth as her fingers probed. Reaching for the lubricant she quietly filled her palm and parted the robe to access the dildo. She had searched many an establishment with the hope of finding a cock to resemble his for her pleasure when he was absent.

But this one was for him. She had selected it with his size and proportion in mind. Wanted a challenge for him. Her fingers, two deep, had been massaging and kneading his entrance.

Her brow furrowed, wanting this but unsure. Removing her hands she placed them either side of his hips. She knelt behind him and leaned forward the tip of the head she wore poised at his entrance.

She began a slow pivot of her hips to move the third point of contact between them in a figure of eight. His head rose as the comprehension of what would happen next became apparent.

Stroking him up and down always past his yield point was unkind. She was dilly dallying, making him wait. Her hands placed high on his back, fingers weighty, she drew them down towards his flanks as she lent forward.

This time her aim was true, the well lubricated instrument’s pressure parting his flesh. There was resistance for a moment. She held her breath wanting to be gentle but fighting the urge to plunge deep within him claiming him as her own. All of a sudden he sighed, his tissue relented and the long slow slide of her penetration began. Her hips met his cheeks and the enormity both of the member inside him and what she had just done canlı bahis siteleri hit her.

Gently, she withdrew the length of it from him, keeping the crown inside she applied more lube. Looking down at the shaft still within him his openness aroused her. Again she gently thrust forward and let him decide the pace as the length was consumed. So excited she brushed past her tenderness for him and began to change the pace of her thrusts. No longer worried that pain was an issue she pushed violently inside.

Working him was thrilling. Pounding him, she again worried that tenderness may have been a better approach for this first time. The pressure of the harness against her pudenda moved the whole area as she settled into a rhythmic grind. Again and again she withdrew and re entered him. He was stoic under her. In her minds eye watching him accommodate the size and length matched what she supposed her body did when he fucked her.

She settles into a rhythm and posture she can maintain. Her nails claw his shoulders and back. Leaning forward she discovers she can reach his neglected penis. He is huge! Firm, hard and ready. She arranges her grasp to be tight around his glistening cock’s helmet. It’s edge flicking in and out of her grip on time with her thrusts. Her pace quickens her touch almost feather light

Flicking, flicking, flicking in time to her incessant thrusts. Shorter, shallower.

His form rises in readiness of his release. “I’m going to cum,” he groans; the first utterance of their exchange. Insistently she continues the pace with no change as not to disturb the approaching storm. Again, again her hips and hands syncopated. Faster, faster. Her thrusts wild now in contrast to the delicacy of her grip on his cock.

His first spasm alerts her, cuts sharp through her abandon and she leans her full weight and size of the implement deep into him as his next wave arrives. The guttural sound he emits shocks her and tears flood her eyes, joyous as his volume spills on the bed. It’s silken viscosity pumping from him. Possessed by his emptying he is raw, every millimetre burned electric. Quivering he waits while she withdraws the dildo. As he falls to his side he looks at her. Buckles click as she throws the harness away and gathers him to her. Facing one another, silenced by what they have just shared, their hands touch. Breathing slows, smiles widen.

Cocooned together, bodies spent, minds cleansed, burdens eased, they sleep….

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So what do you want to do for Fathers Day this weekend?” she asked directly, hoping to get some hint or inkling about a way to make his day special. “Any plans or presents in mind?”

“I don’t know, babe, whatever seems good,” he responds, pre-exasperated by the conversation. He sees her face, at once sad and disappointed, so he tries again. “Go to dinner at the steak place? Or do something fun with the kids? I really don’t care. I just want to make it easy, no stress.” He’s always worried about others, rarely indulging himself.

“Come on, Miles. That’s it? You don’t want ANYTHING else? Golf day with the boys? Really expensive bottle of bourbon? Sunday morning blowjob?” she kids, trying to disrupt the placating mood.

“Yeah…,” he says with a roll of his eyes as he turns from the bathroom sink to enter the closet. She loves to say things like that to disrupt his quiet and conservative nature. He’s at his least comfortable when she pushes this button.

“Ok, so no golf, no steak, and no blowjob. Got it.” she sarcastically hollers through the wall. She waits for a response but hears nothing. She squints with a determined look, devilish plans racing through her mind.

She drops her bath robe, stands naked in the hallway, and then struts quickly into the closet where Miles is dressing. He catches a glimpse of her curves, her pale breasts and bottom, and the small tuft of hair nestled shyly below. She walks to her clothes, deliberately taking longer just to tease him. His response is to ignore, which is challenging given her beauty and body. Even after two kids in the last six years, she’s still gorgeous and sexy from head to toe. He’s buttoning his shirt when she turns around to face him, her in a black thong and nothing else.

“So…you can’t think of anything you want for Fathers Day?” She steps toward him, begging for some response to this blatant proposition. He leans down, kisses her forehead, and smiles.

“Surprise me?”

Now it’s her turn to roll her eyes and walk away. “Ok, well don’t say I didn’t try,” and she departs for the bathroom again.

Miles scolds himself for not saying something or doing something to show his love and lust for her. But something in him always blocks his most primal impulse. It’s a blend of embarrassment and awkwardness, or a lack of confidence. Maybe all of the above.

Though they’ve enjoyed a satisfying sex life during their time together, it fundamentally depends on Elayna to initiate their interaction. She’s a bold, strong, confident woman who knows what she wants, asks for what she likes, and makes no apologies for any of it. This was a fundamental reason he was attracted to her over 10 years ago. He found her voice and posture alluring, so brazen in a sea of meek young women. She cursed like a sailor, loved to play sports, yet could rock an evening gown with the best of the beauty queens. She was everything a guy like Miles could want.

Similarly, Elayna found Miles cute and a touch mysterious. He was quiet but spoke with a sharp intellect and quick wit. He had no idea how attractive he was, physically, which made him even more desirable. Among the cocky, self-absorbed young professionals in the city, Miles’s understated presence actually made him stand out even more. She had no interest in flashy cars, fancy business cards, or elaborate vacation stories; she wanted a real, genuine man.

Back in the bathroom, Elayna dresses for work, a tiny annoyance lingering in her mind. Speaking to herself, she struggles to resolve what took place. “Standing there naked basically begging him to fuck me, and nothing? I know he likes that thong, but nothing? Ugh, he’s something else.” She decides to let it roll off of her, knowing her being angry won’t make anything better. Miles comes back to the bathroom, fully dressed in his classic shirt and tie for work. He’s a handsome man, just over six feet, dark wavy hair, enticing blue eyes, and a bicyclist’s body—lean in parts, strong in his arms and legs, and just enough cushion in the middle to be real. His love handles might be her favorite body part, a testament to his love for dessert and the perfect cushion to snuggle. Taking in the scenery, she almost ignores him talking to her.

“‘Layna? Layn?” he ponders as she seems spaced out.

“Oh, sorry. What?”

“Want me to get the girls up?”

“Sure. I’ll get dressed. There should be cereal and stuff in the kitchen. And they—”

“—they like Thomas the Train. I know, Layna,” he smirks at her. After all he was the one who got them into the train show. Miles leaves the room and heads down the hall.

Into Mia’s room he goes, slowly opening the door to find her sleeping soundly without blankets or pillows. She’s a restless sleeper, like her mom, and makes a mess of her covers each night. Although she’s almost seven years old, Miles still enjoys picking her up, hugging and holding her as she wakes. She stretches and yawns, then rubs her eyes.

“Hi, Daddy,” Mia mumbles.

“Hey, Sweetie. Good morning. Let’s get your sister, then head downstairs.” Mia stretches illegal bahis as she wakes and Miles lowers her to the floor. She stands wobbly as he opens the door to the jack-and-Jill bathroom that connects the girls’ rooms. Mia shuffles along, holding her small blanket close to her.

Upon entering Grace’s room, Miles sees her buried among the dozens of stuffed animals on her bed. He reaches down to pluck her from the pile, and he cradles her on his chest, not a care in the world about a wrinkled shirt or tie. He leans up, turns to verify that Mia is still with him, and he steps to the door and then down the stairs. Grace doesn’t wake at the jostling, and Mia holds his hand down the stairs. It’s at this moment that Elayna comes from the bedroom in her pantsuit, her high heels flopping in one hand. She stops for a moment and relishes the view of Miles and the girls.

He’s an amazing dad. Everything he does for the girls seems perfect. He feeds them, bathes them, plays with them, reads with them, and prays with them. Rarely has she ever seen a man so ensnared with his children. Elayna has felt the twinge of jealousy a few times when Miles invests so much of himself in the girls. It’s almost like she is the least important part of his life, and that feeling stings. Consciously she knows he loves her, they love each other, and their marriage is strong. But she can’t help but wonder how much space he keeps for her after work and these girls. Even this morning, he seemed unaffected by her gesture of intimacy, almost in a hurry to wake up the girls instead. She shakes loose these negative impulses and again takes in the sight of her husband loving on their kids.

Her heart swells as he settles on the couch with them. Miles is silly and funny and sweet, giggling with them before turning on the tv. “Thomas!” the girls yell as he changes the channel to their favorite show. Transfixed by the television, the girls all but ignore Miles, so he stands and heads to the kitchen. Elayna watches the girls from the stairs above, her smile bright and loving. She hears Miles fumbling things in the kitchen and decides to go help.

Down the stairs and across the den to the kitchen, she asks, “Need any help with breakfast?”

“Uh…maybe cups and milk,” Miles replies. He’s pouring Cheerios into little bowls, slicing a banana, and grabbing napkins. The food assembled, Miles carries it back to the den. Elayna fills two straw cups with milk and follows him. The girls settle at the coffee table with their snacks and drinks, taking little notice of their parents now that Thomas and Friends are chugging along. Miles wipes Grace’s face and puts napkins next to each bowl. He steps back to let the girls enjoy their show, and turns to go back in the kitchen. Elayna does the same, and she quickens her pace to catch him at the pantry.

“Hey,” she says, grabbing his hand and pulling him around toward her. He’s puzzled and curious why she’s doing this. Elayna moves in closer and wraps her arms around his waist. “I…love you, honey,” she speaks softly to him. “You’re such an amazing dad, and we are so blessed to have you. That’s why I really want to celebrate you this weekend.” Her eyes plead with him.

“I love you too, babe, and the girls. You three are my whole life. And that’s why I don’t really need things or events because I have everything I want right here.” He speaks plainly and earnestly, his words precise and meaningful. “I promise, I don’t need a big deal. Anything you do is going to be great, so just surprise me.”

“Anything? You mean that?”

“Of course! Unless it involves snakes or sitting in a sauna with your dad,” he grins.

“Hahaha,” she laughs at him. “Well, I HAD planned a snake sauna with my dad, but I guess that’s cancelled!” He pulls her in tightly and hugs her with a truth to his love.

“Daddy!” Mia yells. “More O’s!” Miles pulls back from Elayna, kisses her briefly, and grabs the box of Cheerios. Elayna watches him again, kneeling at the coffee table, sprinkling cereal in their bowls, checking their hands for sticky messes, and picking up the errant O’s on the floor.

“God I love that man,” she tells herself. A warmth rises in her, her chest and neck turning pink as she feels a trickle of sweat roll down her side. Elayna’s body excites quickly and intensely, and her breathing becomes rapid. The tingle deep in her stomach tells her how much she wants him. Now.

Dropping her heels on the rug, she paces quickly to the den, her urge to be close to him unstoppable. Down on her knees next to him, she extends her hand to rub his thigh, a simple but pointed gesture.

“Uh-oh,” Grace chirps, looking down at her shirt.

“Uh-oh,” Miles says in response before reaching a napkin across to blot the milk that Grace dribbled down her shirt. His attention is solely on Grace, his body unaware of Elayna’s gentle strokes of his thigh. Recognizing the girls are fine with their good and the show is rolling the credits, he stands and announces, “Time to get dressed and brush teeth. On your mark…get set…GO!” and the illegal bahis siteleri girls spring free to the stairs, squealing and laughing as Miles chases and pinches them gently. All three of them tumble upstairs, thundering steps into the bedrooms and bathroom. Elayna doesn’t even need to follow because she knows Miles has it covered. He will get them dressed in cute clothes, brush their teeth, and put their hair in ponytails for the day. He’s just that good at parenting. She marvels, again, at how lucky her girls are to have a man so invested in them. Most husbands and dads in their neighborhood are minimally interested in their children, especially daughters. Miles is a special breed, for sure. But what can she do to make him FEEL special and loved?

She packs the lunches, changes the litter box and feeds the cat, then packs her backpack for work. Miles and the girls return, dressed and ready for their day. Elayna inspects the girls, their matching outfits and hair bands neatly in place. Hugs and kisses follow as they all head to the garage. Both girls climb into Miles’s Honda SUV as Elayna blows kisses and waves goodbye from her sleek BMW. And so their day begins.

A slow day in the office, Elayna’s mind is scattered, unable to focus on a task for more than a few minutes. Her thoughts drift back to Miles, this morning, and the weekend ahead. She is compelled to do something unique and special for him, but she just can’t find the right plan. He doesn’t love gifts because he truly doesn’t want for anything. Finally she decides to text him. Maybe bug him enough for him to disclose something useful.

. . .

How’s work?

. . .

Pretty good. All the permits went thru for the festival.

. . .

That’s great! Happy?

. . .

Relieved. I’ll be happy when it’s over. Everyone blames the city manager when things go wrong so I’m holding on tight until next month.

. . .

It will be fun and fabulous. You’re the best city manager ever!

. . .

Thanks 🙂

. . .

And the hottest one too

. . .

How work for you?

. . .

Blah. Jim is out all week. He’s at some CEO thing in NY. No new accounts so I’m just killing time in my office thinking about YOU!

. . .

Awww

. . .

Speaking of you, can you please give me some ideas about this weekend? Puleeeeeeze!?!?!

. . .

I told you, I don’t need anything. Really

. . .

Dammit, Miles! Your killing me hear!

. . .

You’re a bad speller when you’re mad ??

. . .

Ugggggghhhhhhh

. . .

Ok ok. How about this: what I really really really want is…

. . .

Yessssss??

. . .

To do whatever will make you super happy!

. . .

Omg you r the worst

. . .

Hear me out: I love doing things with and for you and the girls. It’s my favorite thing in the world. So what would make ME happiest is if you let me do something that you will absolutely love. Not a private plane to Paris or anything, but whatever you’ve always wanted to do that will bring you (and me) lots of joy. Make sense?

. . .

I guess so. I really wish I could buy you a new putter or play with your putter as a present. Now I have to think about myself as a gift for you? That’s weird.

. . .

Well it’s what I want. Deal?

. . .

Deal. But no exceptions, no backing out, no complaining about it. What I decide is what we are going to do. Ok?

. . .

My only veto is sauna/snakes/Tom.

. . .

Lol. I know

. . .

Ok then we are good. Gotta run. Mayors office beckons.

. . .

Ok, love you

. . .

Love you too

So that’s it: she has to find something she really wants so he can be happy that she’s happy. “This is so fucked up,” she thinks to herself. Thoughts pop in her head like popcorn, each one darting in a different direction.

Amusement park?

Bowling?

Long bike ride in the forest?

Take the girls to a movie and lunch?

Hotel room for the two of us?

Dinner date with couples?

They’ve done all of these things before, and none of them would make anyone super happy. Now what?

“What do I want? What do I like? What would I like to do more than anything?” As she considers the questions, she snickers to herself a bit thinking, “I like…sex? No, I LOVE having sex more than just about anything else.”

Elayna has always possessed a strong sexual quality. Not slutty or showy, but a deep desire for physical connection and pleasure. Like most young girls, she discovered her body when she was a pre-teen. After puberty hit, she became more adventurous, experimenting with herself to learn what felt good. Early boyfriends with fumbling, aggressive hands were no match for her own, their ability to coax rich feelings from deep within her. By the time she was truly sexually active, Elayna knew exactly how she wanted to be touched, and she would clearly direct and command her partners accordingly. Most canlı bahis siteleri willingly agreed to follow her lead, often being rewarded with her vocal and physical enthusiasm. Well into college and after a couple of long-term boyfriends, she learned to love partnered sex almost as much as her solo sessions.

When she met Miles, one could say she was very experienced and open about her desires, which was the perfect match for his inexperience and wish to make her happy. She taught him, and he relished learning every way to please her. He never imagined he would marry someone with such passion.

“So maybe that’s it: we will have the wildest romp in our lives. It makes me very happy, which should make him feel the same way.” Her inner monologue continues. Her office phone rings to snap her out of these thoughts. She buries the issue for now, knowing she more time to craft her plan.

Later that night, after the girls are asleep, Elayna sits in bed with her laptop open on her legs. She’s shopping, clicking and scanning at a furious pace before Miles arrives in bed for the night. She seeks new lingerie for the weekend. Her closet has its fair share of slinky, lacy, silky ensembles, but she craves a bold, exciting addition to make an impression on Miles. Victoria’s Secret has lots of soft and sexy pieces, but they feel a little…safe? Elayna’s urge takes her to Fredericks of Hollywood where she starts to narrow her focus to a corset. It’s unlike anything she has in her closet, and she tingles at the thought of how sexy she will feel wearing it. Browsing the styles and prices, she settles on a black corset, see-through in parts, with garter straps at the bottom. “That’s hot,” she tells herself.

Before she completes the transaction, Elayna decides to search the full internet for similar styles and maybe lower prices. Entering “black corset” into the search engine brings a host of sites, some more adult-oriented. Intrigued by some of the images, she clicks different links, one of which takes her to an adult toy store. The lingerie selection is limited and cheap, but she gets distracted by the ads for all types of sex toys. She’s owned a couple of vibrators over the years, and she and Miles have enjoyed using them together. A new toy or two might add another layer of excitement to her plan, so she clicks through pages and pages of toys.

A little overwhelmed by the choices, she starts with a bullet vibrator, simple and strong. She had one years ago but lost it in a move. Wireless and rechargeable sounds useful so she adds it to her cart. She then clicks through the selection of dildos. Most look a bit scary and too large, so she scrolls to find one that seems like a better match. Given that she and Miles used one together in the past, Elayna doesn’t think another one will intimidate Miles because he’s already got the worlds most perfect penis—the exact shape, size, texture, and look that should be in a textbook of penises. Truly the best in the world, or at least compared to all the dicks she’s known. Elayna decides that a Tantus silicone dildo looks about right. With two toys in her online shopping cart, she’s about ready to check out when she sees a tab for “Anal Toys.” Her heart beats faster and a warm curiosity rises within her. She clicks on the tab and waits for the page to load. She and Miles had a boozy night several years ago where she told him he could have her ass. But without preparation or the lube necessary to make it work, they abandoned the idea. He’s touched her soft, tight flesh more than a few times, and she likes the feeling, so an anal toy might be a fun adventure they can share. Elayna surveys all the options and thinks, “wow, so many shapes, and styles, and colors for things to stick in your butt!” She laughs to herself and then refocuses on the screen. Reading about the products and scanning reviews, she decides that two options—a petite black silicon plug and a heavier metal plug—would be fun to try. She imagines both inside her and shivers with excitement. With her previous experience fresh in her mind, she knows she should buy a bottle of lube, and there are several recommended on the page of anal toys. She opts for the most popular water-based version and adds it to the cart.

All set to complete the transaction on the Checkout page, she sees an add at the bottom of the page for, “Couples Toys.” Unsure if it would include anything she’s not already viewed, she clicks the add. The new window opens to cock rings, strap ons, and some fairly traditional vibes and dongs, until she sees nipple clamps, restraints, handcuffs, and blindfolds. She remembers the “Fifty Shades” phenomenon, but when she and Miles watched the movie, he didn’t seem that excited. The thought of being tied up appeals to her, given that it’s something they’ve never done. “Maybe…I think…oh hell, why not” she mumbles as she adds several more items to her cart—soft cuffs, handcuffs, bed straps, and a blindfold. A host of items in the cart, are peruses the checkout screen to determine the damage. It’s not as bad as she thought, and she completes the transaction after adding express shipping. Knowing she hadn’t finished buying her corset, she returns to the lingerie site, and buys that as well. Elayna plans the shipments to arrive in plenty of time for her to make sure the plan is in place.

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Lana walked into the only bar in her run down little hick town with a mission. She looked around the bar at all of the different men, sitting there getting drunk or shooting pool, and tried to decide which one she wanted.

Strutting her way across the room, she got several looks and a few catcalls. I deserve them, she thought, with the way I look today. She was wearing a tight tee shirt with the words “Diva” bedazzled across it, that stretched across her breasts and didn’t cover half of her belly, with a denim mini skirt which exposed the bottom of her round ass, and red cowboy boots. In her ass, unknown to her male onlookers, was a two inch black butt plug, which she had purchased for this occasion.

Sitting down at the bar, she made no effort to close her legs, and her bare ass and pussy made contact with the barstool. She had no need for panties today. She ordered herself a drink and waited for the first man to approach her.

Like she expected, it didn’t take long for the first man to approach her. He was what was to be expected of this type of bar; greasy, leering, and missing a couple teeth. Lana didn’t care tonight. She only had one goal. “Hey Jed,” she said, as she turned to face him, legs spread wide. “Well, look here, seems like Lana’s decided to put on a bit of a show for us, boys!” Jed tuned around as her finished his statement, throwing his arms up in the air to catch the attention of all of the other men in the bar. He turned back to Lana and gave her a grin, which she eagerly returned, then grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the stage that was used for the mechanical bull before it broke.

Lana smiled as she got up on stage. So far, this night was going perfectly. Once she was in view of all of the barflies, she lifted her top quickly, revealing her lace clad, perky C cup breasts. All of the men cheered and a few of them raised her drinks. Lana lowered her shirt again. “Do you fellas want a show tonight?!”

“Yeah!” they all yelled in excitement. Lana was one of the best looking women in town, with her natural blonde hair, trim thighs and taught tummy, it was no surprise the horny 22 year old learned how to ride a cock early.

Lana jumped down off the stage for a moment, grabbing her oversized purse which she had filled with all sorts of “goodies,” to pleasure both herself and the men.

Getting back up on stage, she turned to the crowd that was starting to form around her, illegal bahis as horny men dragged their chairs closer and closer, in hopes of getting a better view of her tight pussy.

“Okay now, here’s how it’s gonna be! I’m gonna git up on this stage, and I’m gonna start myself off with this,” she said as she pulled out a medium sized dildo. “After a little while, most of y’all will be able to come up on stage and fuck me, alright?”

Her makeshift audience began cheering, and excitement filled the air. The bartender was excited, not only for the free show, but because men were already ordering several rounds.

Lana pulled out some lube and rubbed it all over her dildo before easing it into her pussy, all without lifting up her mini skirt. Several of the men called out for her to take her clothes off, and she looked out with mock innocence “Do y’all want me to take my clothes off?”

Several cheers erupted from the audience and Lana took off her tight shirt, showing off her perfect chest. The dildo still hung from her pussy, claiming the attention of half of the room, while the other half was busy ogling her boobs.

Lana turned around and leaned over a little, to slap her own ass. She was careful to not lean over to far, and reveal her butt plug. That treat was for later.

She pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing her nicely trimmed pussy, and spread her legs as much as she could while standing, and began to fuck herself with her dildo.

Already, in the crowd, men had their cocks out and were stroking eagerly. Lana knew they wouldn’t last long, and decided to hurry things along a little bit.

Calling out to the audience, she yelled “Who wants to fuck a little whore tonight?!”

Her question was answered enthusiastically, with shouts and laughter. This was the most entertainment this town had seen in years! Lana pulled up one of the empty barstools and sat her bottom on it, with her legs spread wide so she could continue to fuck herself. She brought herself to orgasm once, much to the delight of the crowd, before she decided that it was time to reveal the butt plug. Pulling out her dildo and placing it on the seat, she pulled her skirt down around her ankles and turned around and bent over. She began to spank her own ass and play with the little black toy until one of the men in the crowd called out “Hey, how about some real cock in that ass?!”

Lana stood up and smiled, using illegal bahis siteleri one seductive finger to motion that man up on stage.

He was tall and built, but his dick was a good five inches fully erect. Only two years older than her, he was eager to get some ass.

Turning sideways to the stage, Lana leaned over the barstool, putting her elbows on the seat; she took her dildo into her mouth and began to suck her own juices off of it. Meanwhile, the country-boy behind her was all geared up for some fun.

In the crowed, one of the men hastily called out “C’mon! Fuck her little shithole already! We don’t got all night.”

Then, before Lana knew what happened, her first fuck of the night pulled out her butt plug and tossed it on the floor, then wasted no time plundering into the depths of her warm asshole with vigour. She called out in surprise and the crowd laughed. Her anal fucking lasted all but three minutes before the man filled her ass with his warm cum. Picking her up with one arm, he leaned over to pick up her butt plug, all while remaining in her smooth, firm ass. He wiped it off a bit on his shirt and withdrew from her anal fuck hole, so he could put the butt plug back in place, effectively keeping all of his gooey cum inside her. Before leaving the stage, he told all the men that they should do the same, so that by the end of the night she would be full with all of the men’s cum.

The next man on stage was Billy, he wasn’t as tall as the last man to fuck Lana, but he was more muscular. Lana knew him from around town and she was friends with his sister. Billy dropped trough and Lana gasped at how big his cock was! He was at least seven and a half inches long and as big around as a can of beans. Billy slapped her ass a couple times before pushing the butt plug in and out of her ass hole a bit. Finally, he removed her toy, which looked so small in comparison to his massive cock, and gently pressed the head of his monstrous dick to her tiny little asshole. She moaned as he popped inside of her, and made his way past her sphincter muscle. Billy knew how big his dick was and started her off slow, with a nice easy fucking.

Soon, however, the sight of her hot body bent over the barstool got the better of him, and he began to really fuck her ass. Lana moaned in pleasure as she rubbed her pussy. Billy occasionally slapped her ass, and pulled her hair a bit. The two were really putting on canlı bahis siteleri a show for their onlookers, who gave them their undivided attention.

Billy looked down at Lana again “Yeah, you like that?” to which Lana replied “Oh FUCK! Yes! I love having my little shithole fucked my some nice cock! Come on, give it to me!”

Soon, more men were up on stage, taking turns feeling Lana’s tits and having her suck their cocks. One after another they fucked her asshole, spilling all of their semen into her bowels and plugging it up with her little butt plug. Lana was having the time of her life! She had expected to hopefully take one or two men home with her, and have a few beers as they took turns fucking her, but she never thought she’d be this lucky.

After the eighth cock unloaded into her dainty ass, they were done. Many of the men had spilled their seed somewhere between her mouth, the floor or her back, never even making it to her perfect ass. All of them were happy though, as the last man put her plug back in place, tapping it a couple of times to make sure it stayed in there. Lana put her skirt back on, as it didn’t cover much anyway, but left her shirt off for the time being. A few of the men bought her drinks, which she accepted happily. Lana could still feel all of the loads of cum in her ass, which was now sore from the fucking. She wondered what she was going to do with all of that cum.

Standing at the end of the bar, she decided to ask her generous audience. “Hey, what do y’all think I should do with my prize for the night?” she asked as she turned around and slapped her now pink ass.

“Drink it!” was the general consensus around the room. Lana thought about it for a moment. She had cleaned out her ass earlier that morning, with the help of two enemas she bought, she had been squeaky clean.

Figuring it was as good an idea as any, Lana got up so she was standing on top of the bar, now. She asked the bartender for a fresh mug, which he gleefully provided.

Squatting down over the glass, like she were about to take a shit in the woods, she pulled her butt plug out of her now used ass and smiled as the cum came out of her ass, gushing at first, but eventually just a trickle. She pushed a couple of times to make sure that she had gotten all of it, and made a couple of cum farts. The crowd around her laughed.

Then, she knelt down on the countertop of the bar and picked up her mug, which was a third full, and raised it to her lips, winking at her onlookers before chugging the whole thing down.

Later that night, as she was leaving the bar, she thought about how good that had been, and made a mental note to do that again.

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Ben Nesrin. 36 ya??nda oldukça güzel bir kad?n?m. Memelerim kalçalar?m bir çok erke?i dönüp bakt?racak kadar güzeldir. E?im 39 ya??nda iyi bir i?i olan oldukça yak???kl? karizmatik bir erkek. Cinsel yönden hiçbir sorunumuz yok hemen her gece her türlü pozisyonda sevi?iriz. O konuda e?ime minnettar?m. Cinselli?imi ya?at?yor bana Geçen gece yine s?k? bir geceydi. 3 kere göklere ç?kard? beni. Sabah beni uyand?rmadan gitmi?ti. Saat on gibi uyand?m ç?r?lç?plakt?m yatakta daha memelerimden di? izleri geçmemi?ti. Harika bir geceydi gerçekten dü?ünüce içim ürperdi. Yatakta gerindim ellerim vücudumda dola?t?. Kalkt?m yataktan. Banyoya girdim. Du?umu ald?m. Yatak odas?nda aynan?n kar??s?nda vücudumu inceledim. Harika görünüyordu memelerim. Ama ayva sar?s? tüylerim uzam??t? az?c?k al?nmas? gerekti. Bu konuda e?imde bende çok hassas?z. Hiç tüy istemez vücudumda. Tekrar banyoya gittim a?dam? haz?rlad?m Temizli?imi yapt?m. Yine ?slanm??t?m asl?nda istiyordum yine bir ara e?ime telefon aç?p gelmesini bile istemeyi dü?ündüm ama i? yeri uzakt? hevesimi ak?ama b?rakt?m. A?dam bitmi?ti. P?r?l p?r?l olmu?tum. Du?a girmeden bir sigara içmek istedim. Üzerime bir ?eyler giyip sigaram? yakt?m balkona ç?kt?m. Temiz hava iyi gelmi?ti. Soka??n kö?esinden 2 kat alt?m?zda oturan lise bire giden kom?umuzun o?lu göründü Beni balkonda görünce merhaba Nesrin teyze dedi. Merhaba dedim Annesi de çal??t??? için evde yaln?z olacakt? ö?leden sonra. Apartmana girdi. Biraz sonra kap?m çal?nd?. Açt?m gelen O?uzdu. Hayrola o?uz dedim nesrin teyze biraz konu?a bilir miyiz dedi. Bende gel içeri bakal?m deyip içeri ald?m. Üzerimde aç?k bir ti?ört ve ?ort vard? hemen her yerim ortadayd?. Yemek yedin mi dedim hay?r dedi yemek haz?rlad?m ben mutfakta yemek haz?rlarken gözlerinin üzerimde dola?t???n? hissediyordum. Yemek yedi salona geçtik evet anlat bakal?m ne söyleyeceksin dedim. Yüzü k?zarm??t?. Nesrin teyze ama bu aram?zda s?r olarak kalacak de?il mi annemlere söylemeyeceksin dedi. Güldüm tamam senle s?rr?m?z olsun dedim. Yanaklar? biraz daha k?zarm??t?. Evet anlat bakal?m sorun nedir yoksa derslerinde problem mi var dedim. Yok dedi derslerim çok iyi. Bir sorun yok. Daha çok merak etmi?tim. Bir k?z arkada??m var dedi. Ooo basken büyümü?te k?z arkada?? olmu? eee dedim Nas?l gidiyor peki sorun ne. K?zla bulu?uyorlarm?? ayn? s?n?ftalarm??. Bir kere öpmü? onu ama ne yapaca??n? bilmiyormu? ne yapmas? gerekti?ini anlat?rm?ym???m. Güldüm bak sen demek k?za bi?iler yapmak istiyor. Ne yapmak istiyorsun dedim daha da k?zard? sevi?mek istiyorum dedi. Bir anda ?sland???m? hissettim.am?mdan ?l?k ?l?k bi?eyler ak?yordu a an offfffff çektim Ama ne yapaca??m? bilmiyorum dedi. Peki k?z arkada??n ne diyor bu i?e dedim onunda istedi?ini söyledi. Peki hiç porno film izledin mi dedim hay?r dedi. Birkaç kere porno resim gördü?ünü söyledi. Senin için ne yapabilirim dedim. Ne yapmam gerekti?ini bana anlat?r m?s?n dedi. Güldüm bak sen benden ona Siki?meyi ö?retmemi istiyordu. Peki dedim gel benimle yatak odas?na götürdüm onu yata?a yatmas?n? söyledim. Vcd ye bir porno film yerle?tirdim çal??t?rd?m bak bunu seyret benim anlatmamdan daha iyi dedim. Yata?a uzand? ba??n?n alt?na bir yast?k koydu. Onu öylece b?rakt?m banyoya gittim. Biraz önce yar?m b?rakt???m du?umu almaya. S?cak su bedenime de?ince yeniden kad?nl???m alevlendi.am?m? Avuçlad?m ?slak yan?yordu. Parmaklar?mla oynad?m kendimle nerdeyse bo?alacakt?m memelerim ?i?mi? uçlar? çivi gibi sertti. Yar?m saat kadar suyun alt?nda kald?m 2 kez bo?ald?m ama hala am?m v?c?k v?c?kd? osman?n içerde porno izledi?ini dü?üncesi ve yarra?? kalm?? ?imdi o?uza yard?mc? olmakla olmamak ras?nda tedirginlik ya??yordum bornozumu giyip ç?kt?m banyodan. Bakal?m bizim haylaz ne yap?yordu. Yatak odas?na girdim. Örtüyü üzerine çekti hemen ne yap?yorsun dedim hiç dedi. K?pk?rm?z?yd?. Filmdeki adam önündeki k?z? domaltm?? pompal?yordu. Yakla?t?m örtüyü çektim. Pantolonunu ç?karm?? dimdik yarra?? elinde birden ?ok oldu. Aman tanr?m bu neydi böyle. bu ya?ta 18 cm den büyüktü kal?n damarl? muhte?em bi?eydi. ?çim gitmi?ti. Yata??n kenar?na oturdum. Bornozum aç?lm?? memelerim görünüyordu. Yakla?t?m elime ald?m harikayd?. Daha ok?amadan k?pk?rm?z? oldu yapma nersin teyze bo?alaca??m der demez titremeye ba?lad? kas?ld?. Bo?al?yordu. Elimle koca yara?? karn?na do?ru yat?rd?m. F??k?rmaya ba?lad? yüzüne kadar gidiyordu f??k?rmalar bütün vücudu spermle kaplanm??t?. Sars?la sars?la bo?ald? titremesi geçmi?ti. Sakinledi .Kalk hemen dedim kalk do?ru banyoya. Utanm??t? kalkt? banyonun yolunu tuttu. Ben yata?a uzand?m daha yataktan e?imin sperm kokusu gitmemi?ti. ?imdi gencecik bir yarra??n kokusu vard? yatakta. Ne yapaca??m? ?a??rm??t?m. Ne yap?yordum ben hiç do?ru de?ildi bu yapt???m. Ama bir erke?in ilk kad?n? olmak san?r?m harika bir duyguydu. Dü?ünün hangi erkek ilk sikti?i kad?n? unutmaz ömür boyu. Ama yapmamal?yd?m. Bornozumun önünü kapatt?m. Banyodan ç?k?nca giyinip gitmesini isteyecektim. Odaya geldi vücudunda su damlalar? p?r?l p?r?l parl?yordu. Nesrin teyze dedi kad?nlar?n oras? çok küçük o kacaman ?eyler nas?l giriyor ki. Hem ben hemen bo?ald?m o adam k?z? yar?m saattir sikiyor kesin bende bir sorun var. Yok dedim sende sorun yok düzelir her ?ey merak etme. Peki dedi o darac?k yere sokunca ac?m?yor mu ? yakla?t? bornozumun önünü açt? bacaklar?m? aralad? kaymak gibi am?m önündeydi ?imdi yak?ndan incelemek istiyordu san?r?m. özlerime yalvaran gözlerle bakt?. Dokuna bilir miyim dedi. Islanm??t?m sular?m p?nar gibi geliyordu içerden. Cevab?m? beklemeden avuçlad? irkildim. B?rakt?m kendim bakal?m ne yapacakt?. Ok?amaya ba?lad? ç?ld?rt?yordu beni. Am?m?n dudaklar?n? aralad? akan s?v?lar? gördü. Parma??n? ?slakl???ma de?dirdi aç?lm??t? am?m iyice. Parma??yla oynamaya ba?lad?. Parma?? klitorisime de?dikçe irkiliyordum ?i?iyordu klitorsim. ?lgisini çekti oynamaya ba?lad? ç?ld?rd?m sanki kalçalar?m? kald?r?p yata?a vuruyordum. Birden ba??n? am?ma dayad?m ne yapaca??n? ?a??rd? hadi em dedim. Offff sanki am?m? a?z?na doldurup tamam?n? içine çekmeye ba?lad?. Harikayd? memelerimi avuçlay?p s?k?yordum. Birden dilini am?m?n derinliklerine soktu diliyle sikiyordu beni sanki. Kocamda harika emerdi ama bu ba?kayd?. Yan döndüm kal?n yara??n? elime ald?m damarlar? nab?z gibi at?yordu. Dilimi de?dirdim. Kas?ld? rahat b?rak kendini sen yalamaya devam et am?m? dedim Daha h?zl? girip ç?kmaya ba?lad? dili içime. yarra??n?n ba??n? dudaklar?m?n aras?na ald?m. Nefisti. Emmeye ba?lad?m nab?z gibi at?yordu a?z?mda. Tamam?n? alam?yordum a?z?ma yar?s?na kadar girip ç?k?yor p?r?l p?r?l parl?yordu. Art?k ç?ld?rm??t?m döndüm onu s?rt üstü yat?rd?m üzerine ç?kt?m. yarra?? am?ma de?mi?ti art?k. Oynat?yordum am?m?n dudaklar? aras?nda nas?l girecekti bu içime. Sular?m ak?yordu e?ildim biraz memelerim a?z?ndayd? ?imdi hoyratça emiyordu. Bir anda b?rakt?m kendimi k?l?ç gibi yara yara girdi köküne kadar nefesim kesilmi?ti.ooohhhhh ooffffff o?uz harika yarra??n var sik benii am?ma bassss köküne kadar diye inliyordum ve gö?üs uçlar?m çatlayacakd?? Biraz durdum nefeslendim içime al??mas?n? sa?lad?m. Sonra kalçalar?m? k?v?rmaya ba?lad?m. Ya? gibi girip ç?k?yordu içime. Yukar? yükselirken kalçalar?n? kald?r?yor içimden ç?kmak istemiyordu. H?zland?m h?zland?m memelerimi di?lerken kas?lmaya ba?lad?m o da titriyordu birden içime f??k?rtmaya ba?lad? ç?ld?rm??t?m geliyordum bende sars?la sars?la am?m?n derinlilerine f??k?rt?yordu bitirmi?ti beni. o?uz döllerini am?ma ak?t?yor ve s?cac?k dölleri vard??? ohhhhh bende inleye inleye bo?alt hepsini am?ma doldur am?m? döllerinle diye inliyordum Y???l?p kald?m üzerine nefes nefeseydik ikimizde sar?ld? bana . nesrin teyze ben seni siktim mi ?imdi dedi. Güldüm evet dedim. Siktin hem de çok güzel siktin. Dudaklar?na bir öpücük kondurdum. Hadi bakal?m banyoya dedim kalkt? bende kalkt?m onu banyoda bir güzel sabunlad?m yine kalkm??t? ama yeterdi bu kadar y?kand?k ç?kt?k hadi bakal?m bu günkü ya?ad?klar?m?z? kimseye söylemek yok bu bizim s?rr?m?z ?imdi giyin ve do?ru derslerinin ba??na dedim tamam dedi giyindi duda??ma bir öpücük kondurdu. Ve ç?k?p gitti. Ben öylece yata?a uzand?m. Tertemiz am?m tertemiz bir yarak taraf?ndan sikilmi?ti. Saatte alt?ya geliyordu zaten öylece uyumu?um. Ne kadar zaman geçti bilmiyorum ama vücudumda gezinen nefesle uyand?m. E?imdi beni öyle görünce soyunmu? ve dudaklar? vücudumda gezintiye ç?km??t? bile. Döndüm sar?ld?m bir anda parma??n? gömdü am?ma s?r?ls?klam f?r?n gibiydi hayrola dedi bu gün bi?imi oldu güldüm yok dedim a?da yaparken azd?m gel o zaman dedi. Ve uçurmaya ba?lad? beni

günden sonra geceleri daha güzelle?mi?ti. E?imde fark etmi?ti bunu daha istekli sevi?iyor doymak bilmiyordum. E?im de iste?ime cevap veriyor her pozisyonda sikiyordu beni. Nerdeyse onu yatakta bekliyordum eve gelir gelmez Tahrik etmek için her ?eyi yap?yor önce küçü?ümün karn?n? doyuruyordum. Sonra du? yemek ve gecenin devam? yatakta emdire emdire dillete dillete siktiriyordum kendimi. E?imin hiç ?ikayeti yoktu. Bir dedi?imi iki etmiyor iste?imi hissetti?i anda biniyordu üzerime. Ben gündüzleri kom?umuzun o?lunun geli? gidi? saatlerinde ortalarda görünmüyor kar??la?mamaya çal???yordum. On gün kadar geçmi?ti. Hiç görmemi?tim. O da görü?mek için herhangi bir giri?imde bulunmam??t?. Asl?nda merak ediyordum ne yapm??t? ki. Bir gün saat birden sonra camdan bakarken onu gördüm. Apartmandan ç?k?yordu. Gayet ??k giyinmi? saçlar jölenmi? gidiyordu. San?r?m bulu?acaklard? bakal?m neler olacakt?. Asl?nda merak etmeme ra?men sormak ta istemiyordum zaten yanl?? bir i? yapm??t?m. Merak?m? gidermek için soraca??m her ?ey sanki bir ili?ki ba?latacakm?? gibi geliyordu bana. Güldüm apartmandan ç?karken perdeyi kapatt?m içeri girdim. Tv kar??s?na uzand?m kanallar aras?nda geziniyordum. Bir a?k filmi vard? kanallar?n birinde. Onu seyretmeye ba?lad?m. Filmin sonunda müthi? romantik bir öpü?me sahnesi vard?. Erkek k?z? vücuduna dayam?? sanki dudaklar?n? emiyordu. Am?m?n k?p?rdad???n? hissettim. Kilodumun üzerinden ok?ad?m s?m s?cakt?. Islakt?. Ama bir ?ey yapmak istemiyordum e?im ak?ama düzerdi beni nas?l olsa. Kalkt?m yerimden buzdolab?na gittim kendime bir so?uk bira ç?kard?m. Barda?a doldurdum. Köpürdü biran?n köpü?ünü çok severim. Hemen dudaklar?ma götürdüm. ?çerken ti?örtüme döküldü. Zaten sütyenim yoktu. Memelerim ?sland? uçlar? görünüyordu ti?örtün üzerinden. Kap?n?n zili çald?. ?a??rd?m. Kimseyi beklemiyordum bu saatte. Kim olabilirdi ki? Dü?meye bast?m a?a??daki kap? aç?ld?. Asansör çal??t?. Merakla bekliyordum. Asansörün kap?s? aç?ld?. Kom?umun o?luydu gelen. Ama giderkenki afra tafras?ndan eser yoktu. Saçalar da??lm?? darmada??nd?. Noldu Oguz dedim. A?lamaya ba?lad?. Nesrin teyzeeee. Gel dedim içeri gel a?lama anlat bakal?m noldu. Salona geçtik. Kanepeye oturduk. Boynuma sar?ld?. Hüngür hüngür a?l?yordu. Noldu anlat bakal?m dedim. Nesrin teyze dedi. Çok kötü… ya sakin ol anlat bakal?m neymi? kötü olan dedim h?çk?ra h?çk?ra anlatmaya ba?lad?. K?zla bulu?mu?lar ele ele tutu?mu?lar. Siki sertle?mi? tabi bu arada. K?z? öpmeye kalkm??. Dudaklar? dudaklar?yla bulu?unca k?z elini YARRA?INA atm?? bizimki heyecandan hemen bo?alm??. Her taraf? batm?? k?z ne o hemen bo?ald?n demi? gülmü? bizimk**e k?z?n yan?ndan kaçm?? a?layarak bana gelmi?. Hay Allah ne yapaca??m ben ?imdi. elimi yarra??na att?m ölü bal?k gibi yat?yordu. Pantolonu kilodu ?slakt?. Demek heyecandan bo?alm??t?. Kalk dedim hadi banyoya. Y?kan temizlen korkma her ?ey düzelir. Du?un sesi geliyordu. Biraz sonra ona havlu götürdüm bir ?eye ihtiyac?n var m? dedim yok nesrin teyze dedi. Du?un perdesini aralad?m bizimki vücudunu sabunluyordu. yarra?? bacaklar?n?n aras?ndan sark?p duruyordu. Seni sabunlamam? ister misin dedim zahmet etme nesrin teyze dedi. Yakla?t?m elinden sabunlu?u ald?m. S?rt?n? döndü sabunlad?m omuzlar?n? s?rt?n?. Kalçalar? çok güzeldi. Adeta bir genç k?z?nki gibi yeni tüylenmeye ba?lam?? darac?k ama ta? gibiydi. Heyecanlanm??t?m. Önünü döndürdüm. Boynunu gö?sünü sabunlad?m karn?n? sabunlad?m am?m s?cak s?cak ?slanm??t? gene. Kas?klar?na indim benim kas?klar?m kar?ncalan?yordu ama ona bir hareket yoktu. yrra??n? elime ald?m sabunlamaya ok?amaya ba?lad?m bizimkinden ç?t ç?km?yordu. Biraz u?ra?t?m. Yok hareket etmiyordu. Bak nesrin teyze kalkm?yor i?te ben erkekli?imi kaybettim art?k bundan sonra hiçbir kad?n? sikemem. Dur dedim sorun yok düzelir her ?ey. Dudaklar?na bir öpücük kondurdum benimde her yerim ?slanm??t?. Soyundum bende du?a girdim. Vücudundaki sabunlar? ak?tt?m. Birlikte du? al?p ç?kt?k. Yatak odas?na gittik ben yata?a s?rt üstü yatt?m o ayak ucuma oturdu. Ayaklar?m? ok?amaya ba?lad?. Yukar? do?ru ç?k?yordu. Aralad?m bacaklar?m? am?m gözlerinin önündeydi ?imdi. önce ürkekçe ok?ad? sonra avuçlad? ürperdim sular seller geliyordu yine am?mdan bir anda e?ildi dudaklar?n? yap??t?rd? am?m?n dudaklar?na çeke çeke emiyor dilini derinliklerimde dola?t?r?yordu. Bütün günün hareketi su olup ak?yordu am?mdan. Aya??m?n birini yarra??na de?dirdim. Hala hareket yoktu. Döndüm onu s?rt üstü yat?rd?m memelerimin ucu üzüm gibi kabarm??t?. Vücudunda dola?t?rmaya ba?lad?m göbe?ine geldim yarra??na do?ru hareketlendim. yarra??n? memelerimin aras?na ald?m k?p?rdam??t?. Ellerimle memelerimi s?k??t?rd?m. Hareketlenmi?ti. Bir anda fi?ek gibi f?rlad? yarra?? ta? gibi olmu? eski azametine kavu?mu?tu. ?imdi memelerimi sikiyordu. Devam ettim. Biraz sonra beni bir ç?rp?da ters döndürdü. S?rt üstü yat?rd? bacaklar?m? omzuna ald? yarra??n? bir ç?rp?da bast? am?ma. Ufffff oturtmu?tu köküne kadar ç?ld?rm??t?m kalçalar?m? yata?a vurmaya ba?lad?m h?zla sokuyor yava?ça geri çekiyor köküne kadar sapl?yordu.

Art?k tam bir erkek olmu?tu. Benim gibi sexsin her türlüsünü denemi? biri olarak göklere ç?kar?yordu. Vuruyordu ac?mas?zca am?ma bir an dü?ündüm bu o?lan ö?ret bana nesrin teyze deyip sikiyordu beni yoksa oyun mu yap?yordu. Böyle siken birine ne ö?retecektim ki. Ac?mas?zca bas?yordu. Uçuyordum. Bak ?imdi ben sana gösteririm. Yata?a yan döndüm onu yere indirdim. ?yice ay?rd?m bacaklar?m?. Aya??m?n birini gö?süne dayad?m. yarra??n?n ba??n? am?ma dayad?. Gö?süne dayad???m aya??mla köklemesini engelliyordum. Sadece ba??n? sokmas?na izin verdim. ?imdi yarra??n?n ba??n? am?m?n dudaklar?yla s?k?yordum peri?an olmu?tu. Aya??mla az?c?k yol verdim 2 cm daha girdi yine s?k?p gev?ettim. Sanki yarra??n? sa??yordum. Yükleniyordu köklemek için ama aya??m izin vermiyordu. Santim santim sokturup am?m?n dudaklar?yla s?k?yordum içimdeki muhte?em yarrak. Ç?ld?rm??t?k ikimizde. Uçuyordum art?k durmam imkans?zd?. Bir anda gö?sündeki aya??m? serbest b?rakt?m bir anda köküne kadar oturttu am?m?n derinliklerine. Nefes nefeseydik ikimizde. Biraz geri çekti kendini ba??na kadar ç?kard? am?mdan sanki içim bo?alm??t?. Bir anda köküne kadar saplad? dudaklar?mdan önce bir ahhhhhh döküldü. Sonra h?zland? h?zland? dudaklar?mdan dökülen ahhhhh oooooohhh lara dönü?mü?tü. Köklüyorduuu ohhh tutam?yorum kendimi h?zland? hazland? patlad? içime spermlerimi am?m?n dudaklar?n? dövüyordu ?imdi. ilk f??k?r???nda ben de kopmu?tum müthi? bir ?ekilde geliyordum dudaklar?m kurumu? nefes alam?yordum Bitmi?tik ikimizde y???ld? kald? üzerime . Ben mi ona siki?i ö?rettim omu beni sikti anlamam??t?m ama bitirmi?ti beni. Du?a girdi. Ben yataktan kalkacak gücü bulamad?m kendimde. Du?unu ald? giyindi dudaklar?ma bir öpücük kondurdu. Ç?k?p gitti. Öylece uyumu?um içimde bo?altt??? spermleriyle. Kocam?n gelmesine az kalm??t?. Öylece uyumu?um. E?im gelmi? beni öyle görünce soyunup yata?a girmi?. Memelerimi emerken uyand?m dur dedim çok terliyim du? al?p geleyim bo? ver du?u dedi. A?z?n? am?ma gömdü dili içimde geziyordu. ?çimde spermleri vard? k?z dedi am?n bu gün fena ballanm?? tad? çok güzel gündüz o?uzun içime f??k?rtt??? dölleri yalay?p yuttu. Nas?l derdim ki ona gündüz siktirdim kendimi senin bal dedi?in alt kat kom?umuzun spermleri. Sonra yarra??n? oturttu am?m?n derinlilerine dald?ra ç?kara yeniden uçurdu beni; yine harika bir gün ve gece ba?lang?c? olmu?tu. Kim bilir gece nas?l olacakt?…ama o?uz beni çat?r çat?r sikmeye devam ediyordu art?k ben ona kocac???m oda bana teyze yerin kar?c???m diyordu

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Tülayla ilk seksimiz

Herkese merhaba

Biliyorum hikayelerimi pek sevmiyorsunuz 🙂 Size uzun süre kopuk bir ilişkimiz olan Tülay ile tanışmamızdan birkaç yıl sonra ilk seksimizi anlatıcam. Adı gerçekten Tülay değil çünkü kendisi şu an özel bir tv kanalında sizin tanıma ihtimaliniz olabilecek bir pozisyonda çalışıyor.

İnternette tanışmıştık. Sonra ailesiyle tanıştım. Onun için önce Alanya’ya sonra İstanbul’a gittim hatta bir yılbaşı için Denizli’de buluştuk. İstanbul’da Sonisphere 2010 konserleri vardı. Headliner’ın Rammstein olduğu cuma günü arkadaşlarımı ekerek Beşiktaş’ta adını bilmediğim şu yokuşlu cadde de eski bir evde buluştuk. İnönü stadının yanı… Ev kankasının eviydi. Adını vermeyeyim şu an manken 🙂

O süreçte biz ayrılalı 1 yıl kadar olmuştu. Eve gittik. Saat 12 civarında çift kişilik yatağa uzandık. Tülay’ı yavaş yavaş soyuyordum ve o kadar süre çıktık ama vücutlarımızı hiç tanımıyoruz diye şakalaşıyorduk. Oral seks yapmayı severim ve Tülay bunu iyi bildiğinden önce beni kendine doğru sertçe çekti ve yine aynı sertlikte alt dudağımı ısırıp “beni yala” diyerek saçımdan çekip kafamı karnına bastırdı. Nasıl bu kadar azdı lan diye düşünerek onu yalamaya başladım. Uzun ve düz bir vajinası vardı. Çizilmiş gibi dümdüzdü. Her iki tarafını ayrı ayrı dilimle baştan aşağı geziyor ve ayırmaya çalışıyordum. Klitorisini dilimle yoklamak için ellerimle vajinasını açtım ve dilimin ucundan gidebildiğim kadar ortasına kadar klitorisini yoklamaya çalıştım. İlginç bir inlemesi vardı. Gözlerine bakmaya çalışıyordum ama yüzü tavana bakacak şekilde gözlerini kapatmıştı. Gözgöze gelemedik. Sonra yanına çıktım ve hadi beni yala dedim. Bence aklında o yoktu çünkü yüz mimikleri pek istekli değilmiş gibi onayladı. Önce eline aldı. Kırmızı ojeleri ellerini hep beğenmiştim ama ilk defa dokunuyordu bana. Bir süre bana mastürbasyon yaptı ve sonra yanlızca dudaklarını dokundurdu. Beni sanırım bir kaç dakika boyunca öptü. Oral seksi yapmayacağını düşünürken birden ağzının içine aldı. Sıcak ve kaygan hissine bayılmıştım. Dudaklarını aralayıp testislerime kadar iniyor sonra tekrar yukarı çıkıyordu. Gerçekten neden daha önce yapmadık bunu diye sordum, gülümsedi ve yüzüme bakmadan devam etti.

Oral seksin beni bir miktar uyuşturduğunu ve geciktirici etkisini yaptığını düşünüyorum hep. Bu hissi yeterince aldığıma karar verdim ve tekrar onun üzerine çıktım. Göğüslerini emerken “daha önce seks yaptınmı?” diye sordum. Cevap “evet” oldu. Ne yalan söyleyeyim o an biraz bozuldum. 1 yıllık bir arada bir başkasıyla seks yapmıştı. Sonra aptal bir gülümsemeyle yavaşça içine girdim. Az önceki ilginç inlemeleri geri geldi. Tülay yeterince ıslaktı ve hızlanmaya başladım. Misyoner pozisyonu öpüşmek için ideal olduğundan pozisyonu değiştirmemek için özen gösteriyordum. Tülay gerçekten zevkliydi. İçinde her an boşalıyormuş hissini yaşıyordum ve bu his harikadır. Biraz yavaşladım çünkü nefes alışverişleri sıklaşmıştı. Orgazm olacağını düşündüğümden kasıklarımı kasıklarını değecek kadar içeri sokup yavaşça geri çekiliyordum. Hızla çarpıp yavaş yavaş çekilmeme bayıldı. Böyle devam et diye inlediğini hatırlıyorum. Yorulmaya ve terlemeye başlamıştım. Haziranın ilk haftasıydı galiba. Sonra Emre napıyosun kız altına hızlan diye kendimi telkin ettim ve kalan tüm enerjimi tüketecek şekilde hızlandım. Yatak duvara çarpıyor, Tülay bağırıyor bizim Emre’nin dizleri zevklerden titriyordu. 5 dakika sonra boşalma hissi iyice güçlendi ve yavaşladım ama o his bir türlü geçmedi. Kendimi geri çektim ve karnına boşaldım. Birazı boynuna birazı yastığa birazı nevresime… Sonra yanyana uzandık ve saçma bir şekilde beyaz sarayda yahudi soykırımını anlatan bir oda olduğunu ve onun bundan ne kadar etkilendiğini konuşurken sigaralarımız içtik.

Sonrasında Tülay’la bir defa daha İstanbulda ki o gece inanılmaz güzel bir oral seks yapmıştı, İzmir’de ve Ankara’da bir kaç defa daha seks yaptık. Artık neden bilmiyorum görüşmüyoruz. Arada aklıma gelir gülümserim.

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Jipiyle ayagimi ezdi, ben de suratina bosaldim

Bir aksam is cikisi gunun yorgunlugu uzerimde dalgin bir sekilde Nispetiye Caddesi’nde karsidan karsiya geciyorken ani bir fren sesi duydum ve birden bacagimda buyuk bir aci hissettim. Bir an dunya karardi, dusmusum. Neden sonra kendime geldigimde kaldirimda yattigimi fark ettim. Etrafima bir kalabalik toplanmisti. Sarisin orta yasli bir kadin yanimda diz cokmus, elinde su sisesi, bir yandan sakaklarimi ovuyor, bir yandan titreyen bir sesle sayikliyordu, “hadi n’olur, kendine gel. Bak bir seyin yok, degil mi? Hadi n’olur…”

Bir sure sonra iyiden iyiye kendime geldim. Kalabalik uzerime egilmis, herkesten ayri bir ses cikiyordu. “Biri ambulans cagirsin…” Bir digeri “polis cagirmak lazim,” diyordu. “Tabii ya, polis cagiralim.”

Ihtiyarin biri egildi, alnimi tuttu. “Delikanli,” dedi, “nasilsin? Iyi misin? Kalkabilecek misin? Kirigin cikigin yok ya?”

“Dur dede, iyiyim sanirim,” dedim. “Bir deneyeyim kalkmayi.” Soyle bir dogruldum. Hala basim donuyordu. Sarisin kadin koluma girdi, “iste ya, canavar gibisin,” dedi. “Bak nasil ayaklandin.” Kadin tam bir zengin Etiler kokosu idi. Saclar sariya boyali, manikurler son moda, kiyafetler belli ki Akmerkez’den.

Kalabalik yurudugumu gorunce ufak ufak dagilmaya basladi. “Sag ayagima basamiyorum,” dedim. “Bir seyler kirildi sanirim.”

Sarisin kadinin mavi gozleri isil isil yaniyordu. “Amaan, incinmistir canim. Iyi bir doktor tedavisi ile gecer.” Koluma girip beni yan sokaga dogru goturmeye basladi. “Bak canim,” dedi. “Polise molise hic gerek yok, ben seni en iyi ozel hastanelerde tedavi ettirecegim, olur mu?” Nispetiye Caddesi’nde bu kadar guzel bir kadin koluma girmis, bin bir cilve yapiyordu. Bir an her seyin farkina vardim.

“Bak, seni kendi arabamla doktora goturecegim, olur mu? Sikayetci olma, n’olur,” diye gozlerimin icine bakti.

Cok seksiydi, tertemizdi, mis gibi kokuyordu. Benim gibi bir tezgahtarin boyle bir kadinin yaninda yurumeyi hayal etmesi bile zordu. “Peki,” dedim.

Kadinin siyah Porche Cayanne cipine bindik. Ilk defa bir cipe biniyordum. Hastaneye dogru gitmeye basladik, derken rahatsiz edici bir sessizlik oldu. “Muzik acalim mi,” dedim.

“Ah, seni haspa,” dedi, bana dogru donup dekoltelerinden iyiden iyiye gorunen goguslerini gostere gostere. “Seni numaraci, seni muzir!” Gulmeye basladi. Bir sure muzik esliginde gittik ki tekrar dondu, “bak ne diyecegim. Istersen doktoru eve cagiralim. Bu ayaginla oradan oraya tasinip durmak iyi bir fikir degil. Yat dinlen, doktor ayagina gelsin. Parasi neyse veririz.”

“Kocaniz evde degil mi?”

Tekrar bir kahkaha atti, “ah birak bu sizli bizli konusmalari. Sen bakma, biz yolun yarisini devirdik, ama ruhumuzda hala genc kiziz. Adin ne senin bakayim? Bana Melahat de, utanma canim…”

Anlamiyordum, neler oluyordu? Kekeledim.. “Er-.. Erkan,” dedim.

“Erkan’cim, kocam birakti beni. Ayrildik yani daha dogrusu, yillar oldu. Tekstilcileri bilirsin, koyden gelirler, parayi bulunca, ne yapacaklarini sasirirlar. Ama fena da olmadi hani, han hamam ne varsa bana gecti. Varsin, geri kalanini da siprintilarla yesin, enayi. Ben hayatimi yasiyorum. Iyi mi?”

“Yaa..” dedim.

Yakinda oturuyormus, bir kac dakikada evine geldik. Etiler’de ultra luks bir daireydi. Onun yardimi ile iceri gectim, beni salondaki divana yatirdi. “Uzan,” dedi. Uzerini degisip geldi. Gozleri masmaviydi, yaniyordum.

“Erkan’cim, sen biraz kirlisin gibi geldi bana,” dedi. “Doktor gelmeden seni bir yikayalim mi? Kokmayasin elin doktoruna,” tekrar suh kahkahayi basti.

Utanmistim. Cevap vermeme firsat bile vermeden beni dusa goturdu. Kuveti ilik suyla doldurmustu bile. Kuvetin kenarina beni oturttu. Kendi de yere dogru coktu, gozlerini gozlerime dikti. Ciddilesmisti. “Bak Erkan,” dedi. “Beni polise filan bulastirma. Ne istiyorsan veririm. Paraysa para, tanidiksa tanidik. Genc, yakisikli bir cocuksun. Her kapiyi acarim sana. Akilli ol. Dusundugunden fazlasini veririm sana.”

Basimi one egdim. Uzerindeki siyah bluzun dekoltesini daha da asagi cekti. Gogusleri cok buyuk degildi, ama yasina gore cok dikti. Eti dolgun, ama sikiydi. Gogus uclarini gorebiliyordum. Hizla nefes alip veriyordum. Kuvete dogru daha da yanasti, basimi ellerinin arasina aldi, saclarimi oksamaya basladi. Hafifce basimi kendine dogru cekti. Meme ucunu dudaklarimin arasinda buldum. “Al beni Erkan,” dedi.

Memelerini opmeye, sonra emmeye basladim. Ellerimi beline doladim, inceydi. Kalcasina indirdim, diriydi. “Istiyorum seni…” deyiverdim. Opusmeye basladik. Universiteli kiz arkadaslarima benzemeyen, cok atesli bir seydi. Ilk defa bu kadar deneyimli bir kadinla birlikte oluyordum.

Bir cirpida giysilerimi cikardi. Tekrar koluma girip, nazikce beni kuvete yatirdi. Kendi de soyundu. Bir yandan beni sabunluyor, bir yandan sikimle oynuyordu. Kocaman yapti. Sonra beni kaldirip bacaklarim kuvetin icinde kalacak sekilde kenara oturttu. “Hadi bakalim erkegim,” dedi. “Saglam bir tesekkuru hak ettin.”

Kuvette yuzukoyun yatip, belki bir kirk dakika hic sikilmadan, yorulmadan yaragimi yaladi Melahat. Bacak agrisini tamamen unutmustum. Gozlerimin icine bakiyordu. Mavi gozleri isil isil yaniyordu. Daha once hic bir kiz arkadasim sakso cekerken gozlerime bakmamisti. Elleri, ayaklari inanilmaz bakimliydi. Dili ve damagiyla sikimi sanki somuruyor, delice bir zevk veriyordu. “Agzima gelebilirsin,” dedi. “Suratima gelebilirsin, bu aksam seninin ben.” Dayanamadim, gurul gurul agzina bosaldim. Titreye titreye geliyordum, Melahat ise mutlulukla gulumsuyor, bir eliyle de tasaklarimla oynuyordu.

Doktor moktor yalanmis. Doktor cagirirsa, doktorun kazanin nasil oldugunu soracagini, polis zapti isteyecegini bildigi icin Melahat beni banyo manyo deyip, uyutmus. Ama ben hayatimdan memnundum.

Ayagim iyilesene kadar bir kac gun Melahat’te kaldim. Dul kadin yaraga doymuyordu. Ben ne kadar zevk aldiysam, belki iki katini Melahat almistir. Bense, ancak Akmerkez’de alisverise geldiginde hizmet ettigim, sokakta gorsem dilim sarkacak bir kadina sahip olmustum. Benim gibi bir sefilden cocuk sahibi olmaktan korkuyor olacak, gelecegimi ne zaman anlasa sikimi amindan cikariyor, beni agzinda bosaltiyordu. O dunya guzeli yuzune defalarca bosaldim.

Ayagim iyilesip, eve dondukten sonra cep telefonunu defalarca caldirdim. Acmadi orospu. Beni kullanip, atmisti…

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Öncesini biraz özetleyeyim, klasiktir her erkek gibi okulun en güzel kızlarından birine vurgundum. O kızsa her liseli kız gibi olgun erkeklerden hoşlandığı için son sınıfta da üst sınıflardan biriyle çıkınca iş platonik aşka dönmüştü. Lise modern olunca kızlar etekleri açılmış, derste bacaklarını açmış da külodu görünmüş takmazdı. Hatta sevgilisiyle tartışan bir kız intikam için teneffüste gelir kucağıma oturur belden aşağı espriler yapılırdı. Amaçları tabi sikimi kaldırıp pantolondon görmek ama bu defa da görünmesin diye ben sıradan kalkamazdım. 🙂

Tuğba ilk yıllardan beri merhabam olan servisten tanıdığım başka sınıftan bir kızdı. Yüz güzelliği muhteşemdi, 160 cm boya 85 kilo olunca bbw görülen bir kızdı. Hatta diğer kızlar onla ilgili espri yaparken bende serviste konuya katılmıştım bir defa. Birden alınıp bizle 2-3 hafta konuşmamıştı.

Bu kadar özetten sonra artık anımın zamanına döneyim. Sınıf başkanımız ile Tuğba son yıl kankalardı. Bizim Başkan onun sınıfına o da bizim sınıfa geliyordu. Artık 18 yaşına basmışız, herkes ilişkisi, sevgilisi olsun istiyor. Sürekli bir çöpçatanlık çalışmaları, kızlar gömlekleri açıp göğüs dekolteleri veriyor, etekleri kısaltıyor.

Bu Tuğba’da da göğüs dekoltesi olarak kendini bulmuştu. Altına siyah yada beyaz muz çorap giyer o liseli eteği altında koca götü insanın yüzüne patlardı. Sınıf başkanı yanına geldikçe bana selam verir, bende karşılıksız bırakmazdım. Okulumuzun yanında koca ormanlık bir alan vardı, sigara içenler ormana giderlerdi. İçmeyenler de sosyallik olsun diye takılırdı.

Son sene dersler ağırlıklı boş, sınava çalışalım diye hocalar gelmezdi. Önde Tuğba ile başkan bana bakıp sırıtarak konuşuyorlar. Başkan dönüp “Ömer hadi gel ormana gidelim. Muhabbet ederiz” dedi. Ben de bizim erkeklerden izin isteyip kızlarla çıktım.

Ormanda Tuğba da bir sigara yaktı, ben kullanmadığımdan sohbet ediyorum. İşte tercihler, puanlar, meslekler sıkıcı şeyler konuşuluyor. Ormanda ağaçlar sıra sıra ancak öyle dikmişler ve öyle serpilmiş ki ağaçların içinde U şeklinde kabin gibi bölmeler oluşmuş. 2-3 bölme öteden bir kız inleme sesi geldi. Sonradan öğrendiğimiz alt sınıftan bir kızla oğlan burada ders saatlerinde tenhada sürekli sevişiyorlarmış. Tabi oğlan tadını almış, kızı bırakır mı ? Bizim kızlar fena, bir baktım ağaçların arasından ne oluyor bakıyorlar.

Tuğba : Kızın eteğini kaldırdı, o bunlar yanıyor fenaaaa !! (kikir kikir gülüşmeler)
Başkan : Oha !
Ben : Ne oluyor be !
Başkan : Sen bakma ayıp. Siz de erkek misiniz ? Bak alt sınıflar neler yapıyor ? Fena bunlar fena…
Ben : Neeee ?

Tabi sonra fısır fısır Tuğba ile konuşuyorlar. Kikir kikir gülüşmeler derken sevişen kız nihayet bizi farkedince apar topar toplanıp önümüzden de geçerek (kız kıvıra kıvıra istifini bozmadan geçerken oğlan kıpkırmızı 🙂 ) gittiler.

Bundan sonra üçlü takılır olduk, konuşurken gözlerim sürekli Tuğba’nın kocaman göğüs çatallarına gidiyordu.Artık evde platoniğimi düşünerek değil Tuğba’yı düşünerek 31 çekiyordum.

Güzel yüzü, koca göğüsleri, kalçası ilk yıllarda benim için espri konusu olsa da şu an çok çekiciydi. Bazen konuşurken kasten ona temas edip eline temas ediyordum, ona doğru vücudumu yaslıyordum. Gözümü göğüslerine bakarken alamadığımda kafamı kaldırınca bana baktığını 3-5 defa gördüm. İlk defalarda korksam da gülümseyip umursamaz tavırlarını görünce daha da cesaretlendim.

Birgün ders saati ormana çıkışımıza başkan gelmedi. Tuğba “Hadi biz gidelim Ömer” dedi. İkili olunca konular daha özelimizeydi. Ne seversin, nerelere gidersin, bizim semtte nerelere takılırsın gibi. Oradan spor yapmak istediğini söyledi, o bana göre çalışkandı bende dersleri hocalardan anlamadığıma yakınıyordum. Çok yakın oturduğumuzdan “Beraber yürüyelim , ama sen de bana bazı dersleri anlat. Birbirimize yardımcı olur muyuz?” dedim. O zaman cep telefonu falan çok lüks, liselide mümkün değil olmaz. “İyi beraber gidelim otobüsle, akşam 18:00’de de …… ‘de ol” dedi.

O saatte dediği parkta oldum, ben kot , t -shirt gittim. O ise eşofman giyinmiş, üstü belinde bitince onun o koca götü çıkmıştı. Gelip hemen bana yaklaşıp yanak yanağa öpüştük, okula göre artık daha güleç ve samimiydi. Yürümeye başladık, konu konuyu açtı ilişkilere geldi. Platonik aşkımı anlattım o da “durumun kötü ama o iyi bir kız değil. Açıkçası kaşarın teki, kadından anlamıyorsun Ömer” dedi. “Nasıl yani ?” dedim. Tuğba da “Okul güzel kız kaynıyor, birine takılman saçmalık. Gerçi bende o da yok da….” Bu itirafıyla ikinci şoku yaşayan ben “Neyyyy!” dedim.O da tatlı tebessümüyle “Boşver ya” dedi. O gün yürüdük, bir yandan da merkezde ders çalışabileceğimiz bir pastaneyi de gözümüze kestik. O da tanıdık görsün , sevgili yakıştırmaları olmasın istiyordu gizliden gizliye. Saat bu diye anlaştık, yine yanak yanağa öpüşüp ayrıldık.

Eve gidince yine ilk iş abazanlıkla taş kesilen sikimi Tuğba’nın götü ve memelerini hayal ederek 31 le rahatlatmaktı.Artık okulda ormanda da başkan yada başkaları da olsa hep ikili diyalogtaydık Tuğba’yla. İyi kanka olmuştuk, tabi millette kankalığa yoruyordu.

Yürüyüşlerde ve derste iyice birbirimizi tanıdık ve yakınlaşmaya başladık. Gecekondu müstakil bir evde kendinden oldukça büyük anne ve babasının tek kızıydı. İkisi de çalıştığı için eve o bakıyordu, kendini yetiştirmişti. Öyle anneden izin alayım evden çıkayım sorunları yoktu. Pastanede ders çalışıyoruz, matematik polinom falan anlatıyor. Ben de artık içimden “Ömer kız da flört arıyor, sen de. Kız deli gibi sır da tutuyor, ailesi de kızı sıkmıyor. Açılsan bu iş olur” dedim. “P(0) olunca ….. olur” dedi. “Yani aşk gibi gönlü fetheder” dedim. İlkin aptallaştı yüzüme baktı anlamsız. Sonra gülümsedi. Işığı alınca, ne dese ben aşka benzetiyorum. “Romeo aşk hayatında gelişme var sanırım” dedi. “Birinin onayını bekliyorum, anlarsa olacak” diyebildim sesim de titremekte. Orada ya çekip gidecek, yada olacak bu iş.
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Birden gülümsedi ve sonra kahkahayı bastı. Usulca bana sokulup “Bana mı aşıksın yoksa?” diye fısıldadı. “Senle bu kadar güzel vakit geçirirken olmamam mümkün mü ?” dedim. Gülümsedi, sonra “düşünmem lazım” dedi. Sonra ne anlatsa be masada kitaba değil ona bakıyordum. Onun o tatlı tombul yanakları al al oldu. Bu defa ayrılırken beni öpmeden gitti.

Okulda ertesi gün merhabalaştık. Hala mesafeliydi, karar aşamasında olduğunu düşünerek yine boş saatte arkadaşlarla çıktığımızda onunla dipdibe durdum. Özellikle kolumu ona temas ettiriyordum, çok yakın duruyordum. Akşam çıkışta “Otobüsle mi gidiyorsun Tuğba” dedim. “Evet” dedi. “Ben de senle gelebilir miyim?” diye sordum. “Elbette, her zamanki gibi” dedi.

Yürürken artık yanımda daha dişiydi, orta kısalıktaki kestane saçını kulağının arkasına düzeltiyordu. Otobüse bindik, her zamanki gibi kalabalıktı. İlerledik o demiri tuttu ben de askı tutacağı. Her zaman yanında düz dururken bu sefer ona döndüm. Komple yasladım kendimi ona. Otobüste arkadaşlar vardı, o açıdan mesafeli duruyordum. Biz uzakta oturduğumuzdan tanıdığımız tüm arkadaşlar inince koltuk da açılınca o oturdu. Bu defa ayaklarımla onun ayaklarıyla oynuyordum. O ise başı hep yerde yüzüme bakmıyordu. İnmemize 1-2 durak kala yanına oturdum ve elimi elinin üstüne koydum ama elini tutmadım. Durağa gelince kaldırmak için elini tuttum ve ondan sonra da yol boyunca ellerimizi bırakmadık. İkimiz için de ilk olunca o da utangaç olunca böyle başladı ilişkimiz.

Cinsel performans açısından olmasa da hormonal anlamda bbw lerin cinsel istek anlamında daha arzulu olduğunu okumuştum. Belki Amerikan Pastası gibi gelecek size ama kendi kendime lise bitmeden flörtüm, ilişkim yani cinsel deneyimim olmasını istiyordum. Tuğba da bu kadar kısa sürede bunu yaşamam için en doğru aday olmuş.

Başbaşa çıkıp okul ormanlık alanında yakalanmamak için daha ücra yerlere gidip onun o tatlı baldan bal dudaklarını öpüp, boynunu yaladığım, lise formasında önce düğmelerin arasından okşadığım koca memeleri beni yoldan çıkarmıştı. Durabileceğimiz sınır yoktu, önce pantolonumun üstünden okşadığı sikimi ormanda çıkarttırdım ve bana 31 çekti, otlara boşalttı beni aşkım. O tombul ellerine menilerim bulaştı. Yetmedi “Aşkım olmaz istemiyorum” dese de ikna edip onu yere çöktürdüm ve sikimi taparcasına yaladı. İlk denemede dişiyle ısırıp canımı biraz yaksa ve öğürse de durmuyordum.

Sadece annesine bahsedip evde ders çalışmamız için izin koparmış. Ertesi gün okuldan direk üniformalarımızla eve gittiğimizde uslu durmamı istese de bunu neden yaptığını biliyordum. İlk defa da eve gittiğimizde dışarda durmamı odasında üstünü değişeceğini söyledi. Kapıyı kilitlemedi, 10-15 sn sonra odasına daldım. “Ömer dışarda bekle….” derken dudaklarına yumuldum. O koca götüne yapışmış külotlu çorabından iki elimle kalçalarına yapıştım. Ergenliğin verdiği tüm enerjiyle (!) sikimi ona yapıştırmış git gel yapıyordum. “Ah Ömer” dedi. Ellerimi çorabın içine pamuk gibi yumuşacık kalçalarına yapıştırdım. Kendi erkek bedenime göre onun teni adeta lokumdu.

O durumda bir müddet öpüştükten sonra onu yatağına uzandırdım. Göğüs Çatalı görünen gömleğinin düğmelerini sonuna kadar açıp V yaka dantelli atletini de çıkardım. Tüysüz tatlı vücudu harika kokuyordu. Boynundan başlayıp hem yalayıp hem öperek göğüslerine indim. Kocaman harika göğüslerinin uçları sütyenden taşıyordu. İzin vermeyebilir diye sütyeni sökmeden süpürge gibi emerek memelerini öptüm yaladım. Elleriyle altından göğüslerini kaldırıp tepside sunar gibi bana yalatıyordu. Yılların verdiği abazalıkla sıkayım mı yalayım mı ısırayım mı şaşırmıştım. Bir elim de artık okşayarak göbeğinden külodunun içine girmişti. Lokum gibi yumuşak teninde ıslanmış harika organı amı vardı. Parmağımla kaygan amını okşuyor, onları inletiyordum. Takatim yoktu, bir çırpı kalktım hemen üstümü çıkarı çırılçıplak kaldım. Tuğba’ya dönüp külotlu çorabı ve külodunu tuttum. “Külodumu çıkarma, bakireyim aşkım olmaz!” dedi. O esnada konuşacak, tartışacak halim yok. Kızışmışım, azgınlıktan duramam çorabını çıkardım ve amatörce 69 pozisyonuna geçmeye çalıştım. 2-3 denemeden sonra Tuğba vıcık vıcık mezi akıtan taş gibi sikime bakıyordu. Bense onun zevk sularıyla kayganlaşmış amını külodunun üstünden yalıyordum. “Aşkım ağzıma boşal ama bekaretimi bozma. Külodumu açma utanıyorum” dedi. “Offf aşkım hadi yala sen, tamam birşey yapmıyorum işte” dedim.

Piçlik durur muyum hiç? Külodunun yanından kasıklarından başladım dilimle külodunun altına girmeye başladım. O ise dolu ağzından “HMM, HMMMMM , HMMMMMM!!!” diye dur demeye çalışıyor. Bu daha da hoşuma gitti aniden elimle külodunu kaldırıp deli gibi akmış amına dilimi kökledim. İçini yalıyorum, tadı olmayan (çok az tuzlu gibi) bu kaygan sıvıya biraz alışınca öyle dil attım ki aşkım benim : “Ohhh aşkım, dur! Zar yırtılacak” diyor. “O öyle yırtılmaz, fahişem benim. Hadi boşalacağım, hadi patlat beni bebeğim” dedim.

Can havliyle öyle git gele başladı ki ilk olmasından mı bilmem öyle boşaldım ki. İlk ağzına geldim, öğürecek gibi olunca hemen çıkarıp memesi karnına getirdim. Peçeteyle üstünü sildi, ben de kurumadan yatağındaki menileri sildim. Yüzünü yıkadı, memelerini kalçalarını öptüm ama ikinciye izin vermedi. Giyindik ama ben sapığım, fermuarımı açıp sikimi okşayarak ders anlatmasını istedim. O da sol eliyle sikimi tutarak ben de onun memelerini elbiselerini okşayarak ders çalıştık. Annesi gelmeden yarım saat önce de çeki düzen verdik kendimize. Annesiyle tanıştım, çok şeker biriydi. O da beni sevdi, “kızımı da üzme, sizin için kritik yıllar” diyerek beni uğurladı. Ne üzmesi annem, onunla hayallerimizi yaşıyoruz !

Tuğba mizaç olarak utangaçtı, kilosu nedeniyle espri konusuydu. İlişkimizi de okula yansıtmak istemedi. O dönem sır olarak saklayabildiğimiz kadar sakladık. Son zamanlar öğrenildi tabi. Bekaret o zaman çok önemliydi, tabumuz külottu. Dediği gibi çok zorlasam da çıkarmıyordu. Ama külodunu aralayıp sürtünüyorduk göbeğine boşalıyordum. Bir defa yüzüne patlamama izin verdi. O da saçı başı batınca kafasını yıkadı. Ben o kafasını yıkarken götünü okşuyor, arkasına yapışıp memelerini okşuyordum.

İlişkiye tam girmek ve anal seks hariç Tuğba’yla herşeyi denedik. Bana ilk erkekliği yaşatan o tombul, şeker kız Tuğba oldu. Bana da ‘platonik teoriktir, pratikte gerçek olan yanındaki kıza bak’ gerçeğini öğretti.

O yıl ikimizde vasat okulları kazandık, benim okul daha kötüydü ben gitmedim. O ise gitmeyi tercih etti. Yazın ders çalışma bahanesi de olmayınca evine gidemedim. Yazın yeşil yerler de kalabalık oluyor, ormanlık alan da aynıydı. 1-2 okulda tercih bakacağız diye gidip tenhada sevişmeyi denesek de illa biri geliyordu.

Uzak mesafe ilişkilerine oldum olası inanmadım, üniversitede yurtta kalınca okulunda beraber olmak da sadece hayaldi. Kavga, tartışmalar, sürtüşmeler derken ayrıldık.

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