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Pam’s attention was attracted by a man who walked by her, holding the arm of an attractive young lady. He was wearing tight, sharp slacks with razor sharp creases and a loose, white shirt. His ass looked fantastic.

“Oh my,” Pam said quietly to herself.

What she wouldn’t do to get her hands on his lovely, sculpted cheeks. She watched him walk away. He had a broad back to go with his tight ass. She would have bet he had a long, thick cock as well. She turned to Steve who was standing beside her. He hadn’t noticed that she was looking at another guy’s ass because he was gawking at the huge tits of a young lady walking by on his left. She slapped him on his arm.

“What?” he said.

“Quit staring at her tits,” Pam hissed quietly. “You embarrass me.”

“But they’re so big.”

“That doesn’t mean she wants you staring at them.”

“Then why’s she wearing such a tight top?”

Pam shrugged. She didn’t know. She dressed like that herself when she wanted guys to look at her. Maybe that woman loved her tits and wanted everyone to know.

“You don’t have to embarrass me by staring at her,” she said.

“Sorry, Jesus,” he said.

They walked on quietly a little further. Pam stopped to look at a stuffed bear in one of the shop windows.

“Isn’t that so cute?” she said adoringly.

“Yeah. Real cute,” Steve said, looking around with disinterest.

Pam bent at her waist to get a better view of the toy bear. It was big and fluffy and brown with a cute, black nose. She wanted Steve to buy it for her.

She bent a little steeper. Something touched her ass. She almost straightened up, assuming that she had stuck her ass out too far and was blocking the aisle, but then she realized it was a hand on her right cheek, caressing gently. She smiled to herself, pleased that Steve was touching her in such a tender way. Her ass was beautifully outlined in a tight skirt and she was glad she wasn’t wearing panties. She looked up at him. He was standing just to her left, looking in the direction of the Toy store. Both of his hands were in his pockets.

Pam looked over her right shoulder as she slowly straightened. Standing beside her was another man, shorter than she was, with a long nose. He was looking in a window off to his right. His hand was on her ass. He looked at her. He was older than Pam realized, maybe in his late thirties. He smiled at her briefly, took his hand away, and walked off. She could still feel the warm sensation of his palm on the cheek of her ass.

“Did you see that?” Pam said.

“See what?”

“That pervert had his hand on my ass.”

She was trying to follow him through the crowd, but he was too short and moved too quick. She lost him entirely.

“I can’t blame the guy. You have one great looking ass.” He stood behind her and put both hands on her ass, one on each cheek. She felt his hard cock brushing against her ass. “Let’s get out of here. I’m really horny for you.”

“Not yet,” Pam said. “I’ve still got some shopping to do.”

Steve groaned and rolled his eyes. It reminded her of a little boy throwing a tantrum.

“Come on, let’s go,” Pam said.

She took his hand off her ass and pulled him along, deliberately heading in the opposite direction.

For the rest of the day, Steve was terribly intolerant of Pam’s shopping. He was obviously anxious to get out of there, and his impatience completely annoyed Pam. Finally, looking through some lingerie she thought might interest him, she had put up with enough and finally agreed to go get something to eat, at least.

They went to one of the restaurants in the mall, the Smiling Irishman, a favorite of Steve’s because of the low beer prices. Just before they went in, Steve stopped.

“Here, hold on to this. I’ll be right back,” Steve said, and handed his varsity jacket to Pam.

“Where are you going?” Pam said.

“I just thought of a CD I want to buy.”

“Why do you wait until now?” Pam said, but he was already gone.

Frustrated, she put on the big, heavy jacket. She would wait for him, but she hoped he wasn’t going to be too long.

Standing outside the restaurant, in a darkened little grotto outside the door, she checked her face and hair in a mirror on the cigarette machine, then leaned against the wall to read pendik escort the menu. She was amused at the selection if Mexican/American food at an Irish bar. However, she did like enchiladas and the description of the enchilada on the menu sounded delicious.

She felt Steve behind her, and just in time, too. She was getting hungry. He placed his hand comfortably on her ass.

“I’m starving,” Pam said, still examining the menu.

Steve pushed his hips against her from behind, and shoved the ridge of his cock between her buns. His hands pulled her skirt up her thighs a few inches. She pushed her ass out. His cock felt right at home rubbing along the crack of her ass. Pam turned to him, her wide, blue eyes flashing a surprised look to say, “Take me, I’m yours”, but it wasn’t Steve behind her. It was the short guy who had touched her ass earlier. She almost screamed, but Steve’s big hand came down on his shoulder and yanked him away.

“You got some kind of problem?” Steve growled at him in an almost neanderthalic way.

The nerdy looking guy shook his head nervously. His glasses slid down his nose and he hastily shoved them back up.

“Is this the guy that touched your ass before?” Steve asked Pam.

“Yes,” Pam said, but she was afraid of what Steve was going to do to the poor guy now that she had accused him.

“You like her ass so much?” he snarled.

The guy looked awfully frightened. He frightened Pam as well.

Steve looked around. He seemed to find what he was looking for, because he grabbed the small guy by his shoulders and started to drag him away.

“Come on,” he said to Pam.

She followed him obediently across the hall, past some startled shoppers, down one of the little used hallways where some of the offices were closed and locked up. He found a short, darkened hallway that dead-ended at a doorway and brutally shoved the guy in.

“You like her ass that much, you pervert?” Steve growled again.

His teeth were clenched together and his eyes were almost glowing. The short man was so frightened he couldn’t say anything. Steve grabbed Pam roughly and pressed her face-first against the wall.

“Steve, what the hell are you doing?” Pam cried.

Her hands were spread against the wall. Her cheek was pressed against the cold surface and she watched the stranger staring back at them. Somehow she felt pity for him.

“Look at her ass,” Steve commanded. “Look at it.”

The stranger’s eyes went down to her rear. Steve’s strong hands were caressing her, roughly squeezing her flesh. Despite her fear and apprehension, Pam was getting turned on in some perverse way. With his foot, Steve kicked her legs apart, like a cop accosting a criminal. His hand slipped up under the bottom of her short, tight skirt and rubbed the inside of her thigh.

“She’s got the best ass you’ll ever see,” Steve growled.

The short stranger was so stunned he could only watch. Pam watched him in return. Steve’s hand stroked way up her thigh. She was trembling with fear and excitement and breathing heavy. She had no idea what he was going to do. But she hoped he fucked her. She would prefer that he did that by far over beating the shit out of this poor man staring at her ass.

Steve hooked his fingers under the snug hem of the skirt and slowly pulled it all the way up over her hips.

“Oh yes. Oh yes,” Pam whispered.

When the stranger saw that Pam wasn’t wearing panties, his eyes practically bugged out of his head. Steve’s hands caressed her cheeks again and she closed her eyes.

“You want to fuck her ass, don’t you?” Steve barked.

She imagined the stranger helplessly nodding his head. She began to wiggle her ass. She was really getting turned on by all this. She couldn’t believe it. This poor jerk was standing only a few feet away, watching it all happen and she was getting turned on by it.

“Give me your purse,” Steve said.

She didn’t move to give it to him but he started digging through it anyway. She didn’t know what he would want in there, but she let him go through it anyway.

“There’s no way in hell I’m going to let you fuck her ass,” Steve started telling the guy. “But you’re going to watch me do it.”

With her eyes closed, Pam smiled at the idea, but it wasn’t until she felt him spread escort pendik her ass cheeks apart and smear cold grease on her asshole that she realized he was serious about it. Her eyes snapped open and she froze.

“Steve, are you crazy?” she whispered.

She was looking directly at the stranger. Her was looking right at her bare ass. Steve had removed from her purse the tube of KY jelly she carried. He was smearing a big glob of the stuff on her tender hole. She heard his zipper go down.

“Oh my God,” Pam whispered.

She couldn’t believe this was really happening. Steve had lost, she was sure. She closed her eyes again and remained very still. He was going to fuck her.

All of them were very quiet, except for the heavy breathing she could hear from herself, Steve and even the stranger. Like a distant dream, she could hear the sounds of the mall filtering toward them down the empty hallway. Her own breathing was ragged and weak. She could feel it warming the wall against her cheek.

The next thing she felt were Steve’s hands spreading her ass and the head of his cock touching her greasy asshole. He brutally shoved it into her.

“Ow,” Pam groaned. “Damn it, that hurts.”

It felt beautiful, but painful as hell. Steve held her hips with both and hands shoved it all the way into her. He was grunting like a wolf as he pumped fast and hard. Pam was groaning herself, almost ready to faint. She opened her eyes and watched the stranger’s face. The guy was hypnotized while Steve pumped. He was nearly drooling.

Steve did not spend too much time being gentle or attempting to satisfy her. He was merely putting on a show to scare this guy, which was fine with Pam, but she was extremely disappointed when he started to cum inside her while she was in the middle of enjoying a good, hard, exciting fuck. She wasn’t even close to an orgasm when he pulled his cock out. She felt a tremendous letdown, especially since she was still buzzing with excitement. There was a roar in her ears that wouldn’t go away. She didn’t even pay attention when Steve stuffed his cock back into his pants and told the guy to get the hell out of there. She was aware that the guy was gone, but she hadn’t seen him run off.

Pam turned away from the wall. She had to hold it to stay up. Her legs were trembling and weak and she was a little bit dizzy. She tried to pull her skirt down with her free hand.

“Are you ok?” Steve said, holding her by her arm. “What’s wrong?”

Smiling coyly into his eyes, Pam latched onto him. Her eyes seemed to melt into his, as if she were reading his thoughts. She slipped her right knee between his legs and rubbed her warm, moist crotch on his thigh. She nuzzle her face in his neck.

“I want you to fuck me some more,” she whispered in a low, husky voice.

In an instant her tongue was in his mouth, struggling to find his tongue. She put her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest. Steve slipped both hands up her slender rib cage and hefted her tits with his fingers.

“Would you like to cum in my mouth?” she panted.

“Are you going to blow me?”

“Yes.”

“Let me see you do it,” he said.

He pushed her down to her knees and she parted his legs. He leaned back against the wall and watched her. She looked back up at him from down on her knees, still smiling, while her hands roamed over the front of his pants. He had zipped them back up, but his cock was still hard inside.

Steve glanced around to make sure no one could see them doing this. It wasn’t that he cared about getting caught. It was just that he didn’t want anyone to stop Pam before she got started. She gave head better than any girl he had ever known, and he had shot his wad on many girl’s faces.

Pam unzipped his pants again and pulled them down to get his cock back out. It appeared in front of her as if it had been waiting all this time, knowing that she would be there for it if it was patient. She stared at the big, purplish head before her eyes and ran her hand down the long shaft. It was still warm and covered with the grease Steve had used to shove it in her asshole. She was shaking with desire as she raised the head to her lips and placed the tip of her tongue on his cock. The grease had a unique taste. She kissed it tenderly, smothering pendik escort bayan it with her fat lips. The grease smeared all over her lips.

Steve pushed the thick head against her mouth until her lips parted and took it in. He closed his eyes and sighed as her warm, soft, saliva-thick mouth engulfed him. It felt so good he had to hold his breath in an effort not to cry out. Her tongue worked furiously over the end of it. Her head bobbed rapidly. She made little happy, contented noises deep in her throat. She pulled her head back and let his dick slide out slowly between her lightly clenched teeth, then nibbled the head gently.

She started sucking hard and it felt so good it made her forget all about the pervert. She just wanted to taste Steve’s flesh and lick him a little. She slid most of the long shaft in and out between her wet, greasy lips with the dreamiest expression on her face. Her eyes were closed in rapture.

Steve was breathing heavily when she put it in her mouth. While she sucked she cupped his balls in her hand and rolled them like marbles. His hands were tangled through her thick hair as his dick moved in and out of her mouth. He wanted to enjoy the pleasure of shooting his sperm in her mouth. It always felt so good. Looking down in the dim light, he could see her pink tongue poking out past her lips, licking along the side his shaft. He could feel the head slide right down her throat as her tongue licked.

Pam was talking while she sucked, but her words smothered by the huge prick. He held his breath and listened to her praise the size of his dick.

“Oh, Steve,” she murmured. “It’s so nice. I want your cum in my mouth.”

“I got plenty to give you,” he said.

He was going to cum hard. With his hands on either side of her head, he stopped her from bobbing up and down. Unprepared for anything so sudden, Pam was caught completely off guard when he roughly jammed his cock way down her throat, holding her face pressed against his groin and bucking his hips with short, quick thrusts. His cock was wedged way down in her throat and her mouth was filled with the shaft, which rubbed the tender skin at the very back of her mouth like a feather tickling her throat, which made her gag terribly. This excited Steve immensely. Pam’s struggles to free herself from this predicament made him orgasm and his thick cum squirted straight down her esophagus, giving her an even greater need to cough.

He could see her throat muscles moving rapidly to swallow the sperm and he felt her tongue licking around his shaft. He finally let her up and she pulled her head back to draw the cock out of her throat so she could breath again. It fell out of her mouth and she coughed fitfully. His cock hung in front of her face, dripping with saliva and mucous and cum. Pam swallowed the last of his cum that was in her mouth then licked it off her lips. She looked up at him. He could see the glaze of cum on her lips. She shivered with delight when she was finished.

He helped her rise to her feet on her weak, shaky legs. She was giggling like she was drunk, which she was. Drunk with excitement and anticipation. He reached into the varsity jacket she was wearing, ripped open the front of her blouse and grabbed her tit.

“Are you raping me?” she asked, giggling excitedly.

She was stroking his wet cock. She had lifted her leg to stroke his hips with the inside of her thigh and held the end of his cock so it touched her cunt. Their bodies were pressed together tightly, face to face, like they were bundled together with ropes. Her big, firm breasts flattened against his hard chest. Her demure, innocent smile set off his broad, nasty grin. He squeezed her waist in his arm, squeezed her tit in his other hand, and kissed her deeply. She returned his kiss with all the passion she had stored up, burning with the fire she felt deep in her body.

“Do it to me right,” Pam whispered. “And don’t spill a drop.”

Steve laughed and raised her on her tip-toes until his cock was pointed up her cunt. He let her down easy. She came back down with her thighs outside his hips and his cock easing past her greasy lips, right into her cunt. She clenched her teeth together and groaned. His big shoulders were tight in her clenched hands and his arms were as hard as steel posts. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hooked her legs around his. She writhed in his tight grip, her small, trim body penetrated by his thick cock.

This one will be hard to explain, she thought, smothering Steve’s face with her lips.

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I’ve known Dean she’s put my hands on her (covered) tits and once when she and Dean stayed at mine she went to the kitchen to make a morning cup of tea wearing just the t shirt she slept in, she reached up to a high shelf and her t shirt rode up exposing the bottom of her bum cheeks and some pubic hair through the gap between her legs.

Of my many ‘kinks’, one is pregnant women and another is women who are lactating. Well, having had a baby about a year ago, Michaela is currently breastfeeding. On the way to stay with them a few months ago I couldn’t help but recall a conversation we’d all had a number of years before. For some reason we started talking about human milk and all of us kind of wondered what it would taste like. Well, I decided to remind them of the conversation.

On the Saturday afternoon, Dean’s mother came round and insisted on babysitting until the next day so we could go out. Time was getting on, so getting ready was a bit of a rush job. I showered and shaved first and then while Dean used the bathroom I went downstairs to ask Michaela if I could use their iron. I’m fairly light on my feet and they have the quietest staircase I’ve ever known. The living room door was ajar and for some reason I looked through the gap between door and frame before I entered the room, to see Michaela sat watching television with a double electric breast pump milking her as she held her top up. I stood there mesmerised for what seemed like hours as the machine pulled on the nipple closest me, my cock hardening. The bottles on the pump were nearly full, so I crept back upstairs and lay on my bed gently wanking for five minutes being sure not to get sweaty and determined not to cum. By the time I noisily walked through the door, I was hiding my erection with my shirt and Michaela was pulling her top down.

When Michalea was ready she looked stunning wearing heels and a lovely blue dress that stopped a few inches above her knee and was fairly low cut at the front. I spent much of the evening wondering if she was wearing stockings or tights. We took a taxi into town, stopping first at Dean’s mothers to drop off the baby. We went for dinner, bar hopped for a while and ended the evening in a fairly quiet but plush bar that stayed open late.

Here in a secluded booth I mentioned our conversation years earlier about breastmilk and asked if they’d tried it. Michaela blushed a little and Dean said “Well, warm obviously. Quite sweet.”

“Also it depends on what I’ve been eating and drinking.” Michaela added. Unfortunately, that was about the sum total of the conversation.

“Hmmm. OK. Right then, one more drink before they close. Same again?”

“Oh, yes please they nodded.”

While I was stood at the bar, I could see Dean & Michaela talking quite animatedly in the mirror in front of me. They glanced at me occasionally but it was obvious they weren’t arguing. They’d stopped by the time I returned with the drinks and Michaela excused herself to visit the toilet.

“So, what’s it like being single again? Lots of wild sex tuzla escort with lots of women?”

“I wish. I haven’t had any for months.”

“Really? Ha! So even I’m getting more than you!”

“Thanks.”

“What are you two talking about?” asked Michaela when she returned.

“Nothing of any great importance” I said, getting up to go to the toilet myself.

“Hmmm. The other women in here I expect. Or how much more sex Mark is getting than you. You’re like a couple of teenagers sometimes” Michaela said with a smile.

“From the sound of it, Mark’s not getting any” Dean said with a smug look on his face as I left the table.

The route to the toilets is quite circuitous and I can see Dean & Michaela once before I enter and a couple of times in mirrors and again they’re talking quite animatedly.

On my way back to our table, I can see Dean & Michaela kissing. Our booth is in a raised area of the bar and as I turned the corner facing Dean & Michaela, Michaela uncrossed her legs and swivelled in her seat to let Dean out. I could see that she was indeed wearing stockings.

As Dean wanders off to the toilet, Michaela asked “Are you really not getting any at the moment?”

“No.”

“You poor thing. Perhaps I should introduce you to some of my friends” she said, her ankle brushing mine.

We spoke of nothing much after Dean returned and before long, it was time to go.

When we got home, we had another drink and sat talking and listening to music. Me and Michalea were sat on the sofa and Dean on a chair to the side of us. All of a sudden Michaela said “Mark, do you really want to know what breast milk tastes like?”

“Ummm, yeah.”

She looked across at Dean who smiled and nodded.

“Come here then” she said, pushing the straps of her dress down, exposing a very sexy black lace nursing bra. Michaela then dropped the right cup of her bra revealing a large pale breast topped with a large, very dark areola and thick long nipple from which a drop of milk appeared. It was such a contrast compared to the few years earlier when she’d put my hands to her braless A cups and I – briefly – felt a small bump of a nipple. She picked up a glass from the table beside her and with her other hand expressed some milk into it and handed it to me. I couldn’t believe what I’d just seen and could feel my cock stir as Michaela handed me the glass. It did indeed taste thin and quite sweet.

“Do you want to try it from the source?” Michaela asked blushing a little. Of course I said yes. Putting a cushion on her lap, she told me to lie back with my head on it. She brushed my lips with her nipple and I latched on, my mouth taking her nipple and areola inside. I suckled and was rewarded with a warm stream of milk. I moaned, feeling my cock stiffen even more and kept suckling at a slow, steady pace. I heard Michaela moaning softly and then felt fingers at the crotch of my trousers.

“I think we should take this upstairs” I heard Dean say. Reluctantly I let got of the nipple and sat up. Michaela re-arranged her clothes tuzla escort bayan and we climbed the stairs. When we got to their bedroom, Dean & Michaela began kissing and before long and they removed Michaela’s dress and fell onto the bed as I watched them, unsure as to what to do. As if reading my mind, Michaela broke off her kissing and beckoned me over. I climbed on to the bed and she kissed me deeply as Dean removed his shirt. Moving one hand down to my crotch, she whispered “we’ve never done this before.”

“Me neither” I told her as I ran one hand up her stockinged thigh. Michalea removed my shirt and we lay down on the bed.

Dean joined us and we began exploring Michaela’s body. Kissing and stroking every inch of bare skin between us and then rubbing her through her underwear until she began moaning and telling us she wanted cock. Me and Dean stood by the bed while she took down our trousers and shorts and began to play with our dicks. Michaela stroked us, licked and sucked us, played with our balls and for a few seconds took both our heads into her mouth at once.

We pushed her back on the bed and moved up to her chest and unsnapped one bra cup each and began to suckle. Dean moved his hand down her belly and under her knickers as he sucked and Michaela groaned. I too moved mine down and discovered a very wet and trimmed pussy. While Dean rubbed Michaela’s clit, I sank a finger into her hole. When she began to squirm I added another finger. After about 30 seconds Michaela started moaning and bucking and came hard.

We removed our hands and began kissing her. I knew what I wanted though. I moved down the bed and hooked my fingers over the waistband of her panties and tugged. Michaela lifted her bum and I pulled her by now damp knickers off exposing her trimmed pussy, the hairs of which were slightly redder than those on her head. I nudged her knees with my hands and she opened her legs. I licked up her thighs. Looking up I saw Dean & Michaela were no longer kissing, but Michaela had Dean’s cock in her mouth. I licked her mound and then spread her pussy and began to lick. Michaela got wetter and wetter and I pushed my tongue inside her snatch and heard a strangled moan. Pushing a finger inside Michaela’s pussy I began licking her clit. She got even wetter, so I pushed another finger inside and licked and fingered faster and harder until she came, pushing my head into her pussy. Removing my fingers, I spread her pussy lips apart and began licking her creamy juices until I heard her tell Dean to fuck her.

I moved out from between Michaela’s legs and watched her spread her pussy and pull Dean’s cock inside her, shuddering as he gave her his whole length. I moved to kiss Michaela and she reached out and grabbed my cock and started to wank me.

“Let me suck it”. How could I refuse? She opened her mouth drew my cock into her. Michalea’s mouth was fantastic. Her tongue licked the head of my cock as she sucked. I moaned and begged her not to go too fast. Dean on the other hand was giving her all he had, her tits jiggling with escort tuzla every thrust he made, so I reached over and began to squeeze one.

“I’m going to cum” Dean moaned. Removing my cock from her mouth, Michaela told him to pull out. “Not yet love. I want Mark” and looking at me she said “I want to go on top.Q I lay on the bed and Michaela straddled me, took hold of my cock and sank down on it, closing her eyes and groaning as she did so. Putting her hands on my chest, she slowly began to move up and down as Dean sat beside us, trying not to touch his cock. As she began to move faster Michaela leaned down and kissed me deeply before breaking off and moving so her boobs hung over my face. She took one in each hand and squeezed her nipples until she sprayed me with milk. Naturally I reached up and took a nipple in my mouth and began sucking while taking her other breast in my hand and squeezing it, tugging gently on the nipple.

When the tit I was sucking on seemed empty, I took the other nipple in my mouth and sucked until that too was empty. Michaela told me to sit up. I did so and she wrapped her legs around me and held me close. I felt her pussy tighten slightly around my shaft. How, I’m not sure but as Michaela came I managed to orgasm without shooting my load. After she’d come down she said “I’m going to turn around, please don’t cum in me.” She turned around and slid back down me and as she rode she began to suck Dean’s cock again, slowly as she had mine. As she ground up and down on my cock I gave her bum a quick slap and then parted her cheeks to reveal her arsehole and my cock stretching her cunt. Sucking my finger to get it nice and wet, I ran it around her puckered arsehole. As she didn’t appear to object, I did it several more times before pushing the tip of my finger inside. Then I pushed further until it was all the way in and began moving it in and out. Michaela began riding me harder and I moaned that I was about to cum.

Michaela quickly climbed off me and wiggled her bum at Dean. “Fuck me while I suck Mark”. Dean got behind her and slid his cock in while I got into position. Michaela sucked me hard while I reached under and played with her swaying boobs. “Play with my balls” I hissed. As Michaela massaged my balls I felt my cum about to shoot. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming” I shouted giving her time to take me out of her mouth. Instead, she took me deeper and massaged my balls harder until I shot my load in her mouth. She swallowed some, then opened her mouth to show me what was left. Swallowing again, she rested her head on the bed and lifted her bum higher as Dean’s strokes got faster.

Laying down beside them I reached under and squeezed Michaela’s swinging boobs with one hand and moved the other to her clit. Michaela’s breathing got faster and her moans louder and she squealed when Dean spanked her bum a couple of times. “Cum for me, cum inside me” she begged Dean. All of a sudden, they both cried out and I knew they’d cum. We collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied, cum-filled heap. Before sipping under the covers and snuggling up with Michaela in the middle, I got up to go to the toilet. On the way back, I couldn’t resist crawling between Michaela’s legs to look at her leaking pussy and then parting her lips to see the mess Dean had made.

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Leona Morimoto held her leather boot out to her slave as she sat on the desk. “On your knees, NOW!” She exclaimed. Her slave followed her orders as he dropped to his knees. He then began shining her red boot with his tongue as she watched in delight. “That’s it slave, know your place.” He licked the boot clean and then moved on to the other, leaving not even a speck of dust on either of them. The smell of leather was strong. Soon they were spanking clean.

“Good pet, would you like to clean my feet as well? I’ve been on my feet all day in these boots.” Without hesitation her slave took off her boots and socks and began worshiping her sweaty feet. He gave them a nice whiff before her stuck one of them in his mouth and used his tongue to clean between her toes. Her cute toes were painted red, they curled as he licked her soft arches. They tasted of perfection. The smell gave him a hard on which protruded from the small pouch that held his cock and balls, the only clothing he was allowed to wear.

As he worshiped her feet, her whip came down on his ass hard, sending shivers down his spine, he did not dare stop worshiping as he knew better than that. Once her feet were clean from all the sweat and grime and Leona seemed content, she put her boots back on and got up from the desk. She stood taller than him. “Good Pet, you’ve done well, now get the fuck out, I’m busy.” He quickly left her room and headed back towards the dungeon. He held his head low as he passed her.

Leona had a way of making her slaves feel proud for the thing they did for her. Maybe it was her beautiful appearance or maybe it was fear, but all of her slaves got a rush of pride when they had finished serving her. And if they were lucky, she would show them what good boys they had been.

Rumor had it that she was recruiting a new slave today. It was always hard for the new slaves to adjust to their lives here. They would leave everything from their lives behind just to worship at Leona’s feet. Most slaves would give and arm and a leg just to be able to lick her feet. That’s how life was at the academy, simple.

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The bus pulled up outside the academy. Kaoru was the only passenger and naturally the only person to step off the bus. He thought it was excessive that a whole bus come pick up only one person but that must have been what life at one of these fancy private schools was like. He looked in awe at the beautiful architecture of the building he was standing outside of. It was definitely marvelous. He stood outside the gates, peering inside to view the garden. This school must have a lot of money if they could afford all this. The bus drove off leaving Kaoru alone outside the grounds. He approached the gates and hit the buzzer. The gate immediately unlocked and he headed on inside.

Earlier that week he had received a letter inviting him to the grounds as a new student. He had not applied to the school, rather he was invited on a special request from the school itself. He did not understand this as private schools were usually very prestigious and he was not exactly the best student at his school, not even his class for that matter. However the letter specified that he had been admitted based on his “Special Skills”. He was quite unsure what they were referring to and the letter was quite vague. Up until now he had thought the whole thing was a hoax, too good to be true yet here he was, standing outside St. Arcadia. As he approached the grand front doors, he stared in wonderment at the academy. This would be his new home for the semester, he would have to get used to it.

On his way inside he saw a couple of the students, a pair of girls, walking down the hallway. They giggled as they passed him.

“Excuse me, do you know where I can find Leona Morimoto’s office?” He inquired.

“Ohhh, it’s you, you must be the new sla- student. Of course, it just up the stairway and to the right. You can’t miss the door.” One of the girls responded.

Kaoru thanked them and headed up the staircase. He took a right and headed down a hallway. At the end was a giant wooden door which he assumed would’ve been her office. He headed towards it. He knocked.

He heard heels clacking against the ground as someone from the inside approached the door. The door opened to reveal an astonishingly beautiful woman. A busty blone, wearing a blouse that could barely contain her breasts, she stood taller than Kaoru. She looked young, perhaps in her late twenties. She dressed as if she were in charge. She had a piercing gaze and a stern look.

“Hi, Are you Leona Morimoto?” He asked

“Yes, I am, and who might you be boy?” She inquired.

“I’m Kaoru, I received a letter from this institution regarding-” He was cut off

“Ah yes, the new student, do come in.” She said warmly

She opened the door fully to reveal a nice office with a good view of the grounds. She had a wooden desk and carpeted floors. Everything in the room looked expensive, Kaoru bursa escort was afraid he might accidentally break something.

“Sit down.” She said, as she handed him a cup of tea. Kaoru sipped it, it tasted of lemon.

“So you’re the new slave, it’s nice to finally meet you, usually I like to meet before we admit you, but you were a special case.” She said.

“Well that very flattering- did you just say ‘slave’?” He asked, slightly confused.

“Why yes, of course. You didn’t think this was just any ordinary school did you? Silly boy.” She laughed.

“I don’t…understand” As he spoke he felt the room begin to spin. He grew very dizzy.

“I don’t feel very well.” He said.

“Oh don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you” Leona replied. That was the last thing he remembered.

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Kaoru awoke on cold, hard stone ground. He was strapped down and restrained. His eyes took a while to adjust. When they finally did he realized he was in a dark room with no windows. The room was completely made of stone. Torches hung from the walls as the only source of light. It was cold so Kaoru assumed they were underground. He heard a giggle from behind him. He looked up and saw, sitting on a desk was Leona Morimoto, wearing some elaborate bondage outfit made of leather. Her feet were above his face.

Leona loved using her feet to train her new slaves, she thought it was a nice treat for them to worship her. They would always squirm and deny their place at her feet, but eventually they would give in and learn to love the taste of her feet, like a fine wine. She also had more extreme ways of converting her slaves if they proved to be resilient.

Kaoru was resilient. He didn’t open his mouth and looked in disgust as she pressed them towards his mouth.

“Hey, stop. What are you doing?” He managed to spurt out with Leona’s feet circling his face like a shark ready to attack at the first sign of weakness.

“I’m using you to clean my feet, now open your fucking mouth!” She said, frustrated that her slave wasn’t following orders.

“Disgusting, I would never do that. Stop messing around and let me go!” He demanded.

Her whip came down hard, striking Kaoru across the face. “I am the one in charge here, I give the orders. You are here to service me. Now stop being a little bitch and obey me!”

As Kaoru opened his mouth to protest, Leona quickly shoved her foot in his mouth. Silence. Leona had had a long day on her feet. They were sore and they hadn’t been washed since last night. Kaoru’s tongue attempted to escape her toes as they wiggled in his mouth, they danced in his mouth as he tried to avoid them. Leona realized the game he was playing, she offered a response. She took her free foot and used it to pinch his nose. Kaoru couldn’t breathe.

“Now listen here. You are my slave now which means you will be the one to wash my feet, massage my body and do whatever the fuck else I please. Now, you’re new here and I’ve been trying to go easy on you, but I will not stand for this insolence. If you don’t start using that tongue to clean the sweat of my feet, I will not permit you to breath. Understand?”

Kaoru’s face had started to turn red, he nodded his head and cautiously began licking the feet in his mouth. The taste was overwhelming, a mix of sweat and very faintly sour. He didn’t want to lick but he had no choice, he was soon out of breath. Leona released the grip around his nose and Kaoru breathed in deep. As he inhaled, he caught a big whiff of her feet. The smell just like the taste. The smell coupled with the lack of breath made his light headed and a bit dizzy, but he continued licking and sucking. He didn’t want his breath taken away from him again. As he continued breathing deep the smell penetrated his nose, it was hard to ignore.

“Ruri, come in here.” He heard Leona say.

Another girl entered the room. She had green, shoulder length hair, green eyes and a pretty smile. She was wearing nothing but a pair of panties. Her skin was pale white except around her face. She was blushing gently which gave her face a reddish tone. She was staring at Kaoru. The two girls whispered to each other and Ruri left his line of sigh.

As he continued, he began to feel a sensation between his legs. The unmistakable sensation of someone tugging on his meat. Ruri had grasped his member between both of her soft, delicate hands and began to stroke. She was good at it. She teased his head and played with his balls, gently squeezing and toying with them. The sensations were so exquisite that Kaoru was distracted from the feet in his face.

“All slaves must be properly conditioned by me.” Leona’s voice boomed from above him. “As you worship my feet, Ruri will stroke your pathetic cock, this way you will associate the feeling and sensations of cleaning my feet with pleasure. That way, when I ask you to clean them, you will not hesitate and disobey me, you will do as you are told.”

Kaoru attempted bursa escort bayan to resist but Leona’s feet held him in place. Ruri’s grip grew tighter as she stroked faster and harder. A moan of pleasure escaped from underneath Leona’s feet. She had taken both of her feet and placed them flat against his face, pushing down. He continued to worship them, now a bit more eager than before.

“That’s it pet, accept you place beneath me and allow the feelings of pleasure build inside your cock. Allow me to condition you to become to perfect slave. The more of our little sessions we have, the stronger the urge you will have to worship me.” Leona’s voice echoed in his head. He could barely concentrate as he was about to cum. The pressure was getting stronger now. He was gonna cum, there was no stopping it.

He let out muffled cries from underneath Leona’s feet. Just before he was about to cum, Ruri stopped stroking all together. Kaoru let out a little whimper. He was so disappointed and so desperate to cum. Hips thrusted into thin air as he desperately seeked for something to fuck, anything to put his dick into. Leona and Ruri both let out a little giggle as he thrusted his dick haphazardly in the air.

“Ohhh, he wants to cum so bad he’s fucking the air. That’s just too bad isn’t it. Ruri, grab the cage.” Leona demanded.

Ruri produced a stainless steel chastity cage from between her cleavage. She placed it on Kaoru’s now flaccid cock. The steel was smooth and cold, Kaoru winced as the cage was set in place. Ruri then produced a lock and key and locked the chastity cage shut around his cock. She then gave the key to Leona.

Leona removed her feet from Kaoru’s face and dangled the key in front of him. “This is the key to your pleasure, the key to your freedom.” She produced a key chain from a drawer beside her with many similar key dangling from it. She placed his key on the ring and placed it back in the drawer.

“Oh, and one more thing.” She said as she produced a leather collar from the same drawer and placed it tightly around his neck.

“Ruri, take him back to his cell.” Leona demanded

Kaoru whimpered Ruri undid his straps and led him out of the room.

————–

The next day was not much different, filled with teasing, tormenting and chastity. Leona would promise him release from chastity if he did something for her, which he would do, and she would deny him anyway. He would give her a massage, she would tease him by showing off her perfect body, glistening in the light as he rubbed oil and lotion all over her. She would show him her breasts and ass and say things like “Only the luckiest slaves can worship these parts of me.” He massaged her for a full straight hour with no pauses and she decided he wouldn’t get his release toady.

The day after that he would clean all her leather outfits and sex toys with his tongue. Licking the dried cum off her boots from her other lucky slaves. He envied them and hoped that one day he would be able to cum on her boots. As he cleaned her outfits, his balls ached. They felt heavy as she had not offered any release since he got here. Maybe after today she would allow him to cum. Maybe. As he finished up, Leona came in to asses whether he had done a good enough job. Her outfits were clean, they looked almost new. Her sex toy’s aswell.

“Good boy, you’ve done a fine job here. There’s not so much as a speck of cum on these boots.” Leona said, genuinely impressed

On her way out of the room, she tapped his chastity cage with her finger. Just that small bit of contact sent a shiver down Kaoru’s spine. As she walkled out he couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful, heart shaped ass. He pictured her riding his as her ass bounced up and down, slamming down on his cock as he released geysers of cum.

The next day, Leona said Kaoru was no longer allowed to walk on his feet in her presence. From now on he would only crawl on all fours, “Like a pet” She said. She then demanded that he cleaned all of her girls, as they had been using the slaves for their pleasure again. 3 girls came in wearing nothing but underwear. They each sat in their own chair as Kaoru used his tongue to clean each of their pussies. They smelled of sex and tasted so sweet. Anyone of them would have felt so nice wrapped around his cock. As he was cleaning, one of them shoved his face deeper in their pussy. The cage grew tighter around Kaoru’s cock as he licked her clean. As they left, he could still taste the faint flavor of pussy on his tongue.

Leona, again impressed with his work, commended him for the fine work he was doing. “Keep this up and you may get a nice surprise.”

The day’s flew by and Kaoru lost count of the time he had spent in her dungeon. Time was not important down here, only Leona was. Kaoru had not had any contact from the outside since he came down here. No friends, no family, but he didn’t mind, all the mattered to him was pleasing his Mistress. He wanted Leona to escort bursa be happy.

He still had had no release since his first experience worshiping her feet. How long had it been? Weeks? A month? Maybe even several? His balls hurt, the pain was intense. Some nights, Kaoru would wake up and his balled would ache and pulsate, as if the cum was trying to burst free. He knew better than to ask her to release him from chastity, so he did what any good slave would do and kept his mouth shut.

Then, one day, Leona came to Kaoru’s cell personally. Kaoru was just laying there, exhausted from the days work he had just had, almost drifting off to sleep when he heard the sound of heels clacking against the stone floors. He could tell from the rhythm it was her. Leona walked with confidence and pride. Each step she made was with intent. The sound grew louder as she approached his cell. He was graced by her presence. He jumped off the floor and crawled to her on all fours. She calmly unlocked his gate and opened it wide.

“Leona-sama, to what do I owe the pleasure.” Kaoru squeaked as she stood there. She was wearing one of her finest outfits. Red leather gloves and boots, and an open back strappy, red leather outfit that came over her nipples, exposing her shoulders, cleavage and tight stomach. She also wore a red leather g-string which complimented her ass. She looked divine. He had never seen her like this, she was breathtaking. Kaoru realized that the cage felt tight around his cock, it was struggling to be free of the cage. Without a word, Leona snapped a chain on his collar and began leading him through her dungeon.

As they walked Kaoru admired her. Her arms were both down at her side as they swayed with every step she took, one of them grasping her chain leash which she held with grace. Her boots moved, one in front of the other, as if she was walking down a catwalk. And her ass was big and beautiful as always. The G-string left little to the imagination.

They arrived outside a room Kaoru had never been inside of, it was her study. Slaves were only permitted inside due to one of two circumstances. One, they had done something wrong and were being punished. Kaoru knew of two of his fellow slaves that had come back from her office covered in lashes. The other scenario was that they were being rewarded. This was rare and Kaoru had never heard of anyone having this privilege.

Leona pushed open the door and led him inside. Her door was never locked as her slaves knew better than to ever trespass inside her private quarters. The rooms was beautiful. The floor was partially carpeted, nice soft cashmere it seemed, which was easy on Kaoru’s hands and knees. Against the walls were some bookshelves covered with books that looked very old. A roaring fireplace so the room was pleasantly warm and her desk all the way at the back of the room. Of course, between the doorway and her desk was her “Play Area”. A dedicated space for Leona and her subjects to enjoy themselves. Off the walls hung various different whips, there was a table were she could strap men down and do what she wanted with them. A chair with ankle and wrist restraints, a sex swing, you name it, it was in this room.

She led Kaoru to her desk, passing all the nice equipment on the way, the room smelled of fine leather and faintly of smoke. It seemed the only source of light was the raging fire and a small lamp mounted on her wooden desk. They finally reached her desk, she turned and sat on the edge, facing him.

“You’ve heard of this room no doubt, from the other?” She asked, sounding more like a statement.

Kaoru nodded.

“Then you’re probably wondering why I’ve brought you here. I must ensure that you, my slave, have learnt something from your time spent here. So, come over here and lick my boots.” Kaoru crawled over and began licking her boots, the very same ones he licked the dry cum off of many days ago. He knew exactly how to clean them, and he showed Leona that he was good at it. His tongue had grown accustomed to the taste of the leather, it was a taste he enjoyed.

Soon both of her boots were cleaned and she looked upon him, satisfied. “Good pet, next you will take off these boots and clean my feet.”

Kaoru took off each of the boots individually. Slowly as to not risk harming Leona in the process. As the boots came off, he caught a whiff of that familiar scent. “In order to test you properly, I have not washed my feet for days, you will realize that the smell is much more intense than last time you worshiped them.”

“I don’t mind Mistress, I am here to serve your needs” He responded without hesitation.

Leona looked at him with pride. Once both of the boots were off, Kaoru began licking her feet. His rough tongue began at her sole and licked all the way up her soft arches and to her red toenails. He licked one clean and then the other, sucking off all the sweat he could. He was an effective foot cleaner. He let out moan of pleasure as he felt his cock, almost bursting from the cage.

“Your first day here you refused to lick them, do you remember that? Now look at you, desperate to lick my arches, even moaning in pleasure as you suck my toes. You have made good progress pet.”

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I sat at the kitchen table and stared into my coffee like it was an oracle that could tell me what to do next. I honestly had never even considered this possibility. Not that I felt bad about that. Who could possibly have expected this?

When Cathy appeared in that doorway, I thought I was going to die. My first thought had been that she was catching me in the act of cheating on her. Of course, that was wrong since I had broken up with her a week before. Then I thought to protect Megan by claiming it was entirely my fault. What a joke that had been…

“Cathy? Um, this isn’t what it looks like I swear, I didn’t mean to…”

“Don’t be silly, Kyle. Of course it is what it looks like.”

“Ok, yeah, I guess it is. But it is really all my fault. I led her on and created this. Megan would never do this if I had not pushed her to…”

“Kyle Miller! Don’t you even try to take credit for this! I worked too damn hard to set this up,” Megan backed away as she said it and sat up to look down on me. “You had absolutely no clue, and you know it. Your stupid attempt at being noble is just getting you into more trouble. This could have gone a lot easier.”

“Ok, I’m really fucking confused now. I don’t know what to say, and I don’t know what to do. Either of you want to help me out here?” I looked from where Megan was sitting next to me on the bed over to Cathy in the doorway as I said it. I was still trying to think straight. The only thing I could really grasp at that moment was what a mistake it would be to open my mouth again.

Cathy moved into the room and set the tray down on the hope chest at the end of the bed. For a moment the rising sun shone through the white lace of the robe and I couldn’t help but respond to how beautiful she looked. Then I remembered she was my ex, and the girl I had broken up with her in order to chase was sitting in bed with me.

I glanced over at Megan only to find her staring at Cathy with a look that I was certain had just been on my face. Cathy must have seen it, too.

“You like it, baby? I bought it special just for this weekend. I wanted to look pretty for you.” As she finished speaking Cathy moved forward and leaned over to kiss Megan. Not a light, friendly best girlfriends kiss either. My jaw must have dropped a foot.

“So you obviously didn’t tell him last night, then. Did you, Meg? Couldn’t fit it into the, umm, conversation?” Cathy gave Megan a sweet, knowing smile.

“I’m sorry, sugar. I started to, but I chickened out. So I told him something else.”

“Really? That fast?” Cathy giggled, “It was months before you told me. Judging from Goldie there on the nightstand he didn’t run away either, did he? I told you he wouldn’t. Did you have fun, baby?”

As Megan grinned and nodded, Cathy once more leaned in to kiss her. It was too much. I couldn’t take it.

“Now hold on just one fucking second! Months? Months, Megan? Cathy? The whole time you and I have been together? How the fuck is that possible?” I found my voice rising despite willing it not to do so.

“It’s easy, Kyle. You saw what you wanted to see; heard what you wanted to hear. Neither of us ever lied to you. And the whole time we’ve been together? Excuse me, but didn’t you dump me? Didn’t you think it was a little odd that Meg and I got friendly so quick? Oh no, not God’s gift to women. Not possible that any girl could want more than you could…”

“HEY, I wasn’t seeing another GUY behind YOUR back, Cathy!”

“WELL, MAYBE NOT SEXUALLY, BUT WHERE WAS I ON THE PRIORITY LIST, YOU SON-OF-A…”

“OBVIOUSLY HIGHER ON IT THAN THE REAL TRUTH WAS ON YOURS…”

“CATHY! KYLE! Knock this shit off now!” Megan didn’t say it harshly, but she had to yell for us to hear her over our own argument. “Cathy, sugar, we can’t do it this way. Remember what we talked about? Kyle, get your ass out of here and let me talk to Cathy for a minute. Go down to the kitchen and have a cup of coffee. And calm down. Remember what I said last night? Nothing is different about that this morning. Please?”

“Yeah, Mr. High and Mighty! Get the fuck out of here for a minute! After what you pulled last Sunday…”

“What I pulled? WHAT I PULL…”

“KYLE! Please? I swear I will be right down. Just let me talk to Cathy for a minute.”

“Meg, I…”

“CATHY! Shhh, sugar, just give me a sec. Kyle, I know you’re confused and probably hurt. So is Cathy. And it is all my doing. So give me a second, ok?”

“But I…ok. I will go down and have a cup of coffee. But I want an explanation. And it better be good.”

“Honey, I promise you, it will be. Just let me calm Cathy down, ok? This has been really hard on her.”

“Yeah, I can believe that. It’s already the weirdest morning I’ve ever had…”

So I grabbed a robe that was hanging on the back of the door and went downstairs. I grabbed some bacon off the griddle and poured a cup of coffee for myself. Then I sat down alone at the kitchen table, trying to make bursa escort sense of it all. Upstairs I could hear Cathy and Megan talking. I couldn’t hear the actual words, but I could sense the rise and fall of the conversation through the pitch of their voices. I could tell Megan was reminding Cathy of things they had already talked over. I could tell when a decision was reached. They stood up; one set of footsteps walked towards the bathroom and the shower was turned on.

I took my coffee and moved into the living room to sit on the couch where things had started last night. Our clothes were still here, but Cathy had folded them and set them off to one side on a rocking chair. How long had she been here? How had she known where to come?

“Because it’s my house, Kyle.”

“Huh?” Oh god, I hadn’t realized I was talking out loud. “Cathy, I’m sorry I yelled. It was just such a shock. So I lashed out. I’m used to responding that way, you know. Something unexpected happens and I start looking to hit somebody.”

“You were shocked. Well, now you know how I felt on Sunday. Do you have any idea how much your little attempt at being noble almost cost? I must admit, I thought I knew you better than that. But no, Megan was the one who predicted it. It just hurt so much. It caught me by surprise. I didn’t think you could surprise me, and I sure as hell didn’t think my girlfriend would know my boyfriend better than I did.”

Cathy came over and sat down on the couch next to me. It was awkward. I didn’t know what to do. I mean, it had only been a week. I still kinda felt like she was my girlfriend. I even started to put my arm around her. She made the decision for me. She leaned over and put her head on against my neck and my arm just naturally fell off the couch and draped her shoulders.

“By the way, you look really cute in my purple and pink bathrobe.”

The laughter was healing. It relaxed me, and I started to just talk.

“I don’t get it, Cathy. How did this happen? I mean, I never even suspected.”

“Of course you didn’t. We didn’t want you to suspect. We played it like we met through you. Besides, it is not exactly the first thing that would pop into your mind. Megan and I don’t exactly look like a couple of raging bull dykes, eh? Wake up, Kyle. There ain’t no such thing. Anymore than all football players are brain dead he-men woman haters.”

“Well, I don’t know, Cat. You don’t know a lot of the guys on the team.”

“Shhh. Listen, I flirted with you first, remember. I wanted a man; you were cute, and smarter than you looked. Megan knew you were thinking about pledging, so she checked with some of the guys. They said you were a little distant but basically honorable and an ok guy. So I made you take me out. But I didn’t count on falling in love with you, you bastard. You weren’t supposed to be so decent. You were just a fuck toy. But then you turned out to be so much deeper than that.”

“So I started spending a lot more time with you. Megan got jealous. She had always known I was still interested in guys, but the sharing things other than sex was harder for her. So she started thinking about boys again for the first time since high school. She went out with a couple of guys, and I realized what was happening. So I came up with this plan. I could fix everything. Megan would have a chance to play, and I would get to keep both of you. But you started backing off before I could do anything. Then you pledged, and Megan talked Gina into making sure she got you as her little brother. I thought she could fix it all. I was going to get my cake and eat it too.”

“Then it all went to hell when your Grandpa died. You were hurting, and I couldn’t see you. When Megan got the phone call from Darren, we thought it was perfect. She could help even though I couldn’t. But then things got really weird.”

“I know. Because I started telling Megan things I never told you. Like how I don’t sleep with the girls I really let in to my heart.”

“Which really fucking hurt me, by the way! That you could say that about me…”

“But don’t you see, Cathy? That’s why. That’s why I was pulling away. I started wanting to tell you things. I wanted more from you. And I didn’t think I was ready for that.”

“Oh but you were ready to do it with MY girlfriend!”

“Not at first. Not until she kissed me…”

“Which I had not planned on. I wasn’t lying Kyle. I got a little drunk and things got out of control. I shouldn’t have kissed you. You’re the first man I’ve kissed in almost two years.”

I hadn’t even heard the shower turn off, but Megan was standing at the bottom of the stairs wrapped in a towel.

“So after you took off on me, I went and told Gina what I had done. Gina knows about Cathy and I, and she was a little surprised to say the least. Even though she had warned me I was playing with fire. She gave me the ‘I told you so’ look and then told me to go home. That she would fix it.”

“FUCK! Does everybody know about bursa escort bayan this but me?”

“Really, Kyle, I promise it’s not like that. Gina and my roommate Linda are the only ones that know anything, and Linda knows a lot less than Gina. Otherwise, it is just the three of us.”

“Anyway Kyle,” Cathy said as she got up and started walking over to the stairwell, “We thought we had it under control. But then you did the one thing we had never even suspected. You broke up with me. Suddenly, all my plans were for nothing. And you dumped me for my own girlfriend! I was hurt, I was shocked, and I was furious. I thought Meg and you had been up to something behind my back. As soon as you left I went over to confront Megan with my proof that she had been cheating on me.”

“Which is why I had been crying when you showed up,” Megan said, taking over as she put her arm around the shorter girl. “I thought Cathy and I were through. We finally managed to get calmed down, and we were going to go see you together. But you came to my room first. To tell me what Cathy had already figured out. That you were in love with me.”

“So all along you were going to just add me as a third to your couple? Tell me something girls, did you ever think to ask my opinion about this?”

“Well, yes.” said Megan. “But we didn’t really think you would refuse us. I mean, it’s every guy’s fantasy, right? Two gorgeous girls at the same time? Besides, we knew that once you realized that we were ok with it, and that we wanted it that way…I mean, you already wanted us both. We already knew that.”

“So c’mon back upstairs, lover boy,” Cathy said, crooking a finger at me before turning and giving Megan a deep slow kiss. As the two girls tongues darted together, I felt the inner confusion and misgivings start to melt away.

But my pride wouldn’t let me give in so easily. I had been played for a major fool. All of my own personal bullshit about being in control of my emotions and my life and these two girls had completely twisted me in a knot and made plans to just use me. Even thought the anger was pretty much gone, I still felt perplexed at how easily I had been deceived.

“C’mon upstairs? This isn’t a bad porno flick! The two of you have been incredibly cold and calculating about all of this and now I’m supposed to just give in and follow you upstairs like a little boy after the candy?”

Cathy gave me a grin that could have sold a thousand used cars. “You’ve tasted us both. Aren’t we a little sweeter than candy?”

“Until last night I would have said you were the best lover I ever had, Cat. The only girl who has ever made me feel it more intensely is the one whose ass you’re grabbing. But you know what they say about if something seems too good to be true then it probably is? It’s too easy and too hard at the same time. How is this supposed to work in the long run? How am I supposed to trust either of you ever again? Yes, the two of you together would be everything I ever wanted but…”

“Kyle,” Cathy interrupted, “Do you remember the movie we watched the other night. Do you remember what Willy Wonka said happened to the man who suddenly got everything he ever wanted?” She leaned over and whispered something in Megan’s ear.

“No, Cat,” I replied, “what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he ever wanted?”

As Cathy smiled Megan slipped her head down to Cathy’s chest, moved aside the white silk and began sucking on the pink nipple beneath the lace. Cathy’s breath caught before she turned back to stare me dead in the eyes.

“He lived happily ever after, Kyle…”

She said it and then pulled Megan back up to her face and slipped her tongue into Megan’s waiting mouth. Megan moaned as Cathy’s hands ran down her back to grasp those wonderful ass cheeks and squeeze them hard. Megan dropped back down to lick Cathy’s nipples one more time and then they both looked in my direction.

What am I, nuts? Any guy I know would kill to be here watching this. Let alone being invited upstairs to play.

I got up off the couch and walked slowly across the room to where both Megan and Cathy were reaching out for my hands. They pulled me into their embrace, and suddenly I was kissing them both; turning my head to kiss Megan and then back to Cathy, then pulling away to watch them kiss each other. I let my hands roam up and down their bodies and then come to rest with one on each girl’s ass. Cathy’s was much smaller and tighter than Megan’s, in dramatic contrast to Cathy’s almost oversized chest.

Cathy giggled suddenly and pulled us in tight.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long. It was so hard, being with one of you one night and the other the next. When the whole time I was dreaming of both of you. I can’t believe this is finally happening, especially after I came so close to losing you. I couldn’t bear to lose either of you and yet I almost lost you both.”

“Cathy, love, just because Kyle was being an idiot don’t escort bursa think I was going anywhere. I was never leaving you, you have to know that.”

“No, Meg, you’re wrong. I saw the look in your eyes. It came close. If he had said so, you would have left me.” A single tear started to trickle down Cathy’s face.

I kissed it away. I didn’t say anything, just kissed away the tear and then looked deep into Cathy’s eyes and then into Megan’s. I straightened my shoulders with a little shake and tried to thrust out my jaw and look strong.

“I think I’m man enough for you both.”

The quasi-serious statement broke both girls into fits of laughter and some of the tension lifted away. Cathy recovered first and put a scowl on over her grin.

“I guess we better take you upstairs and let you prove it then.”

She grabbed the lapels of her own purple and pink robe and pulled me up the stairs, walking backwards, her eyes locked on mine the whole time. Deep in her eyes there was something new there. Call it intensity, or a sharp focus. She had made up her mind about something and now it was going to be hers. Deep in her eyes there was something new. It was almost feral. Carnivorous. It being the first time I’d seen it, it scared me a little. I’ve learned, however, that the look presages something special, and if I just let it happen I will be made deliriously happy.

She was channeling the emotional energy that had led to tears only a moment before. Making it work for her instead of against her. It was the first time she ever really took command.

Megan was following me up the stairs and her breathing was a lot harder than the short flight could account for by itself. I glanced back as we entered the bedroom again and the sun reflecting off her face made her look something like a child on Christmas morning, a child that was just coming around the corner and discovering that Santa really had visited in the night. Cathy’s voice interrupted my dream state. “Oh god. I’ve been dreaming about this for two months. Why don’t you two get rid of those things?”

I let Cathy’s robe fall backwards off my shoulders as Megan let the towel drop to the floor. We both stood naked in the light of the early morning sun while Cathy cast her shadow across us. She still wore the white lace robe and silky teddy and with the sun behind her she looked like an angel if not a goddess.

“Come here and get me out of this. I want to feel your hands and lips on my body. I’m the one that didn’t get laid last night, remember? I want to be spoiled…”

I looked over at Megan and then motioned with my eyes towards Cathy. Megan nodded and moved forward to stand on Cathy’s right while I stood on her left. We made eye contact again before pushing the while lace robe off Cathy’s shoulders to fall to the floor and then we stared at each other while we slipped the straps of the silk and lace teddy aside. We had to pull it forward a bit so it would not hang on her chest. As it fell to Cathy’s hips, I reached down and slid it the rest of the way. Megan took Cathy’s chin and turned to kiss her once more.

I slid the teddy into a white silken puddle at Cathy’s feet and then ran my hands back up over her thighs and belly to rest on the underside of her tits. I moved my thumbs over each nipple and leaned over her. Megan sensed me, pulled her mouth away and used her hand on Cathy’s chin to turn her into my kiss. As my tongue lanced out to slip over Cat’s teeth I felt my left thumb pushed aside and Megan began to suck on Cat’s right nipple.

The breath left Cathy for a moment and she began to lean forward into me. Then she straightened, as though she had remembered her desire to be the one in control. I filed the lapse away in my mind for use later as Cathy stepped forward out of the teddy and moved her hands up to control both Meg and my chins, using the tip of the nail on each index finger. Cathy spun and walked backwards to the bed, her nails digging into our soft skin as she used only that hard tip to compel each of us to follow her. When her legs came to rest against the bed she eased down and moved her hands behind our heads. She tangled her fingers in Megan’s hair and pushed down upon my shoulder to bring us to our knees on either side of her.

Megan bent her head down and began kissing down Cathy’s leg to her right foot. I watched as Meg her tongue across the top of the foot and slipped Cathy’s big toe into her mouth. Cathy’s whole body shivered as she continued to lick and suck at her big toe. Megan glanced up at me and raised her eyebrows. I took the hint, and began kissing my way down from Cat’s left leg as Meg had done with her right.

Cathy’s hands squeezed the edge of the bed hard as I joined Megan in making love to her toes with my mouth. It was something I had never thought of doing. I found it fascinating the way Cathy was alternating between deep moans and little giggles as one of us touched her in a way that tickled. The whole reaction from Cathy was interesting. She was definitely feeling this in more places than just her feet and I decided that this could be a fun game to play later. But right now I wanted something more direct. I began to re-climb the leg with kisses.

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Part 6 is here! Hope you enjoy this chapter. A little info about this series before I begin, I have planned out the rest of the series up to chapter 13 which will be the finale. So if you like this series get ready for much more! I will also begin my short series about my Friends With Benefits relationship soon as well 🙂

“So if I apply I’ll get to work with you? That’s worth the job by itself.” The handsome muscular man smiled and outstretched his arm towards Olivia. She timidly passed over the application form pinned to a clip board.

“I-I don’t know what you mean by that but just fill it out and I’ll look it over later…” She looked around next to her, seeing George and Justin conversing with each other, she took some pride that her staff where getting along well. She looked over to the man she was talking to. It seemed that he was much more interested in checking out Olivia’s inviting cleavage. She lightly pulled her top up to try and hide it but eventually the neck line of the shirt snapped back to her bust, straining under the pressure. She knew that such an old shirt was going to be too tight for her, if only she wasn’t so busty.

It was job fair day. Where small businesses and work placements came to get students to apply for work experience. Olivia thought it best for the student bar, and its major staff members to have a presence at the fair; seeing as days where she was not working where light on staff. Both George and Justin where not shocked to see the stall very popular with the men, seeing as a pretty girl with big boobs and butt was offering people to work with her (Even though the pretty girl with big boobs and butt had no idea that her assets where the reason why so many guys wanted to apply). It seemed clear to the other stalls which where all set up in an orderly line had no chance of getting any new employees, the one closest to the bar was representing a small business which dealt in desk trinkets. Whats worse due to scheduling issues the fair had to share the large space of the field for the campus athletics team, who where training for the big athletics event which involved universities across the country. One racer was already slacking off, busy filling out the form which Olivia had given him.

“Here. Before I get back to training, how about I give you my mobile number? Just so you can call when you want to chat.” He winked and bit his lip, handing the clip board over to the bar manager with a small piece of paper with a phone number scribbled messily on the scrap. Olivia took the application and added the slip to a growing pile of filled out applications. As the muscular man stepped away he looked back to give the cute short haired woman one last look before joining his team mates.

“Want me to get rid of that for you boss?” Justin called as Olivia held the phone number in her hands, she looked over and passed it to Justin who then scrunched up the paper in his fist and dropped it onto the floor. George observed the situation, slowly learning that receiving phone numbers from thirsty guys was all too common for the 23 year old. As the day drew on and the sun moved higher across the sky the fair died down more and more. The three looked over at the track and saw a large crowd forming in the stands.

“The girls just finished their practice.” Justin said as he rubbed a bead of sweat off of his brow, the day was hot for this time of year, and being without shade made it uncomfortable.

“Ah, I see.” Olivia looked from the corner of her eyes to see what George was looking at, he seemed more interested in clearing up the table than the other girls across the field, she smiled a little at the thought.

“George can I have you for a second?” She asked. Justin snorted a laugh and looked over at him, wondering if he caught her poor choice of words. George stopped what he was doing and looked over at them, starting casually over to them.

“Whats up?” He asked coolly to her.

“Have you heard from Lexi since I sent the stuff?” She placed her hands on her wide hips and looked into his eyes. As he looked back he felt his heart beat slightly quicker as he looked into her bright hazel eyes.

“Not since I asked her yesterday if she was safe.”

“I’m really worried for her, she spoke to me a little when she saw John trying to cheat…but since she’s been radio silent. At least she has replied to you, what do we do?” She signed and looked over toward the track, seeing the girls break off into their own little friend circles.

“I think we should give her time. I don’t really know how people deal with breakups but I think it would be best if we just try to be there for her.” Olivia shook her head and looked back to him, reaching up with one hand to play with her hair.

“You’re right…Listen, illegal bahis good work today, we have plenty of people who want jobs. Not many girls applied though. It’s tough being the only girl behind the bar sometimes.”

“I could change that.” a voice spoke proudly from beside them, they both looked to the direction of the voice to see the girl they both recognized as Amy. Wearing a tight white and red trimmed sports bra which compressed her large breasts together forming a cleavage to rival Olivia’s, as well as running briefs of the same color scheme. Olivia blushed and turned her head at the lack of clothing the blonde bombshell wore, showing her toned midriff and thick thighs. She looked to George as her eyes seemed to glow a bight green. George and Justin smiled instinctively at her.

“Hey Amy, I didn’t know you where interested in working here.” Justin said as he stepped forward next to George.

“Well, lets just say that I’ve recently become VERY interested in working with you guys.” She looked up at George and smiled sweetly.

“Maybe the new guy can give me an application if he’s done enjoying the view.” She winked and crossed her arms under her bust, throwing them up to allure him. He blushed and looked down, fumbling with a clip board and pen which where sitting patiently on the table. Olivia looked as she saw him shakily pass the sheet to Amy, her heart sank a little, but did not show her jealousy. Amy took the paper and filled it out quickly, looking over to the quiet Olivia.

“You ok Livvy? I’m sorry about that thing with that guy, I don’t really know him and I had no idea he was with someone.” She looked concerned as she passed the application back to George.

“Yeah, just worried about Alexa, she’s been really quiet and hasn’t come home.” She frowned as she spoke, stepping up to talk to Amy face to face, while she did not blame the thick goddess, she still felt like her appearance should not be intimidating her. Amy nodded slowly and gave a look of concern.

“I hope she turns up soon…you’re her room mate right?” Amy looked back to George and scanned him quickly, trying to hold back the need to squeal with joy. She found the big cocked stud she had been looking for. George blushed and nodded without saying a word, glancing from her face to other parts of her body for moments.

“You’re quite handsome huh?” She started, biting her plump lip as she felt her heart race. “Would you like to go out some time? If Livvy hired you, you must be a great guy.” She giggled cutely and batted her eyes at him, giving the irresistible look which made anyone weak at the knees. George could already feel his cock begin to grow in his pants as he looked at the skimpy outfit which her body was squeezed into. Olivia’s heart sank, she snapped her head over to George and gave a worried look, no one could resist the winner of Miss.Romeo beauty contest 5 years in a row, especially if SHE was the one asking a guy out for a date.

“Sorry, but right now I’m focusing on my studies and this job.” Olivia looked away and covered her face, she could not help but smile a little at her crush…could it really be a crush? she thought. Amy formed a look disappointment at him and a quick glance to the girl next to the man she asked out, quickly noticing the reaction she gave.

“Ok, its cool…If you ever change your mind though.” she leaned forward and whispered into his ear quietly so neither Justin or Olivia could hear.

“I’m as good in bed as I look stud.” George felt something enter and leave his pocket as she quickly leaned back and smiled.

“I’d better go. I need a shower and get out of these clothes.” She waved goodbye to the three and gave George a wink and blew him a kiss before skipping off toward the left side of the campus, her briefs hugging her thick ass as it swayed with every step. Justin looked at George and put his hand on his shoulder.

“You’re insane for passing that up dude.” He patted him a few times before reaching for the pile of applicants. George looked to Olivia who had composed herself; There was a short silence before his manager spoke up.

“I-I think you should have gone on that date…She’s a really nice girl at heart, I’ve been serving her for years.” She smiled and blushed as she looked at him.

“Nah, Shes cute and all but I don’t think I can juggle class work and being with you.” Olivia’s eyes widened and she stuttered cutely.

“B-being with me?”

“I mean working with you…not in the way you’re thinking…I…” George looked down at his shoes, rubbing the mowed grass with the sole of his shoe awkwardly. Putting his hands in his pockets he suddenly felt a scrap piece of paper hidden in one of the pockets. Olivia chucked and smiled, still beet red from his illegal bahis siteleri poor choice of words.

“I know…Hey listen I’d better go, if you need anything or hear from Lexi just text, or call…I’m ok with either.” She quickly turned around and stepped away in a hurry, mixed emotions over what took place. George watched her as she walked, pulling out the scrap paper from the pocket, looking at what was written, neatly written in red ink showed the words

“Follow me Big Boy, you’ll like what you’ll see 😉 Amyla-Lovely”

George felt himself go weak at the knees, somehow she knew of his big secret, how could she know! He looked at the paper, then back up to his manager,back down to the paper…

George slammed the door of apartment 5-D as he quickly searched the profile which Amy had instructed him to do. He quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down along with his underwear, letting his semi-erect cock spring out. His eyes lit up as the profile loaded. Countless pictures of Amy invaded his horny eyes. Whether is was professional photographs of her in sexy underwear, or gym selfies with similar clothing as to what she was wearing that morning he couldn’t take so much sexy. He grasped his thick long cock with one hand and began to jerk off, moaning as he clicked on one picture of her wearing a sports bra and underwear, posing alluringly in front of the mirror which showed her perfect reflection. George quickened his stroking, moaning loudly as he moved to a different picture of Amy squatting on her toes, sports briefs riding up her ass looking more like a thong than an athletic garment, in the picture she held a water bottle in one hand having the bottle pressed up to her lips looking sexily at the camera which was positioned at the perfect angle to show off her ass, thighs and large tits. George groaned as he felt his large balls tense up, getting close to cumming over her. He suddenly began to hate himself that he rejected her…

“Having fun?” He heard a womanly voice from the door frame. George gasped and quickly stopped masturbating and looked to see Alexa standing close to him. She looked impressed as she stared at his cock. She stepped forward into the room and approached him.

“Fuck…Alexa where have you been?!” He said shocked at her sudden return.

“That doesn’t matter right now, I’m much more interested over who you’re perving on.” She stepped up next to George and gave a long look at the phone which was now between his legs, dropped over the surprise of getting caught with his dick in his hand. She grunted, understanding why he was jerking off to that material

“Jerking off to Amy are we?” Alexa sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, resting her hands behind her, fingers digging into the bed sheets.

“Well don’t stop on my account. You seemed so wrapped up with masturbating over the hottest girl on campus you didn’t even hear me come in…besides…I had no idea you where packing such a huge cock.” her lips parted as she let a breath escape her. She pressed her legs together as George held his cock in his hands, awkward to want to start again. A slither of precum leaked out of his large head and ran down his shaft, stopping at his fist. Alexa moved fully onto the bed, sitting on her knees as she began to touch herself at the sight of his cock.

“If I tell you what I’ve been up to will you let me watch you empty that thing all over yourself?” George felt embarrassed, but his cock was as hard as it was since Christine had took his virginity. he nodded slowly as he looked down to the picture of Amy, slowly starting to jerk off again.

“Mmmm…Now I see why Christine risked her job to fuck you.” She smiled and began to feel herself instinctively touch her body, running her hands under her top feeling her soft bronzed skin. She leaned down and got closer to his cock, staring at the length and width of it. George let her get close, feeling too aroused to stop his room mate from escalating the situation, besides, he always found her sexy. Alexa planted a kiss on the head of his cock, tasting his precum on her lips as he slid his hands up and down his cock.

“I bet Amy would love to have this thing inside her…shes a real size queen I heard.” Looking up at George she smiled and placed her hands on his forearms, almost to urge him to let go of his shaft.

“What would you like Amy to do to you? maybe suck you off?” Immediately, Alexa started to bob her head up and down his shaft, moaning on it as she got deeper and deeper. George moaned as he felt his toes curl up. His curvy room mate continued to give him this blowjob, moaning as she felt how rock hard it was with her tongue, she felt his precum slowly dribble into her mouth as she sucked and sucked like a machine, canlı bahis siteleri closing her eyes as she felt Georges third leg hit the back of her throat. George jerked off the remaining inches as saliva began to leak out of Alexa’s lips. She resurfaced for air as she breathed heavily, looking over to him, she felt herself get more aroused, looking at men like this made her feel so good these past 4 days, one day one new man to sleep with. Serves John right to cheat on her.

“Maybe Amy would enjoy to suck you balls.” She licked the shaft of his cock, training down to his ball sack. planting her lips on his balls she sucked them hard and moaned loudly, jerking his entire 12 inch length as she suckled his cum sacks. George threw his hips up and felt a hard rush of pleasure overcome his body, he never thought his balls where sensitive, but Alexa found out for him. The hung student wrapped his legs around her as she worshiped his cock, sucking his balls and roughly jerking his cock off passionately. Sucking noises began to fade from the room as Alexa let go of his cock; letting the heavy third leg rest on George’s stomach.

“Or…maybe you would like to fuck her ass with that monster.” She forcefully leaned up which let Georges legs to fall to the bed. Alexa swiftly pulled her top over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts where revealed to George, while not as large as Olivia’s, or as hypnotizing as Amy’s, Alexa had a good pair of natural tits. They where not seen for too long however, as she turned around and leaned over, showing her huge ass to him, peeling her black leggings off inch by inch her bare ass was shown for him. She spanked it hard making it jiggle. George quickly got up from his position and positioned himself at the entrance of her ass. She looked back and watched with a mixture of intense worry and lust. She had never done this before. But she felt like she needed this. George looked over to Alexa and placed his hands on each cheek. He pushed his cock inside her.

Alexa threw her head up and let out a painful moan, George hesitated as he pushed his head into her.

“Fuck. Amy won’t like it if you don’t stop. FUCK MY ASS!” She spanked herself hard, urging George to fuck her harder, which he did. Pushing more and more of his seemingly unending cock into her Alexa she felt more pain rush through her. It felt so good. George started to fuck her, pumping his hips back and forth like a piston as it went deeper and deeper. Anal fucking such a thick ass like hers was a new feeling for the stud, he liked it. He spanked her as he felt more and more confident in the situation. Leaning down he moaned in her ear, she moaned back as she breathlessly panted.

“John, fuck me more baby…”

George fucked her deep, pushing the last 2 inches inside her, balls deep into her ass Alexa collapsed on the bed, moaning as she thrust her fingers into her pussy. He continued to destroy her ass, getting close to exploding. He felt his cock throb hard, feeling he was about to cum he pulled out his monster, jerking off his shaft peeling his foreskin up and down. He moaned once more as he blasted a lead of cum up her back. Thick ropes sprayed onto her ass and soiled her hair as it shot out like a shotgun. Waves of his seed coated her back as she tensed up, cumming over how good he fucked her asshole. They both panted hard, George saw his cock soften and shrink back to its flaccid 6 inch, looking over Alexa who had slowly moved from the bed to standing up, limping toward the door. Without a word she slammed the bathroom door shut. George thought it best to sit back and get changed again.

Moments later, Alexa emerged from the bathroom, wrapping a deep red, silk night gown around her. She saw George who had moved from the bedroom to the living room. She smiled awkwardly as he did the same.

“I don’t think we where thinking about each other there huh?” She muttered as she sat beside him. George shook his head, staying quiet for a moment.

“You’ve been trying to sleep with other guys to get John out of your head right?” He asked eventually. Alexa signed and nodded slowly.

“Thinking about Amy when fucking my ass huh?” She smiled and turned to him, resting her head on her hand. George blushed and scratched the back of his head lightly.

“Sorta.” He said simply. Alexa nodded with agreement. She signed and stood up, turning toward him as she was about to leave for her room.

“This won’t happen again. I don’t hold it against you for wanting Amy in that way. Just think about who’s heart you’ll be breaking if you chase her. Livvy has enough to focus on and relationships have never been her strong suit.” She turned and left George alone to his thoughts.

“I rejected Amy for a reason you know…” George muttered as he looked to the locked door of Alexa’s room. He thought of Amy in that pose which made him go into overdrive, feeling his cock throb hard…only for his mind to wander to the short haired beauty who’s smile made him do the same.

Part 7 coming soon!

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Committed, monogamous relationships are hard for men; it’s just not natural! We are hunters, conquerors – we were programmed to gird our loins, take up our spear and do battle! Ok, so maybe I’m being a little dramatic. But any man who hears the magic words and doesn’t feel that rush of adrenaline is no longer truly a man. Those words: “Business trip.” As in “Honey, the company is sending me on a business trip. I’ll be gone all week.”

Gentlemen, start your engines. Rig your sails. Throw out the first pitch. Do the ceremonial coin toss – whatever! Just so long as your loins are girded, and you are ready for the hunt. Because no matter how good your relationship, no matter how good the sex is at home, when a man hears ‘business trip’ there is only one thought that flashes in his brain – “Maybe I can get a little strange while she’s gone.”

And that is where I found myself, that Friday when LeAnne came home and told me that her company was sending her to New York for a buyer’s convention and that she would be gone all week. She was leaving Sunday and as soon as her plane was in the air, I was on the phone – sharpening my spear, setting my traps with bait, girding my proverbial loins.

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When I was in high school, I had assembled a group of girls that I could count on in a pinch. Whenever I needed a date (see laid) there was a list of girls that I could call on a moments notice and make some plans. Now a few years later, most of these girls were crossed off that list. A couple of them had kids (a couple of them had a couple of kids); a couple of them were married. One of them had even become a missionary – I guess she liked the position so much she made a career of it. But the one constant on that list was Brittany. The only girl that I had ever been with that had slept with more people than I had.

Not only was she as close to a sure thing as I still had available in my little black book, she was also the hottest. She had been a model as a teen, doing bathing suit and lingerie layouts for magazines and store flyers. Brittany was a small, petite little girl standing barely five foot tall with golden blonde hair, stunning blue eyes and surprisingly big tits for her small frame. She also had this great hour-glass figure and a sex drive the likes of which I hadn’t encountered before or since.

It took me one call to locate her.

“Hello,” she said in her husky little voice.

“Hey Brittany, bet you can’t guess who this is.”

I heard her chuckle softly. “And I bet you can’t guess what I’m wearing. How are you Mike?”

“Well, I was doing good until I got the picture of you answering the phone naked in my head – now I’m doing fantastic. How about it, what are you wearing?” Brittany always ran around her house in next to nothing, if not nothing. More than once she had answered the door stark naked when I came to visit.

On the other end of the phone I heard Brittany taking a drink of something. “Bubbles and bathwater, baby. Now when are you and I going to get together again?”

“Actually,” I said. “That’s what I was calling about. I’ve got the place to myself for a few days and wondered if you would like to keep me company. I miss you!”

She laughed. “I’m sure you miss certain parts of me, baby. But no matter, what night shall I join you?”

“How about tomorrow, Monday. Do you want to do dinner? I can cook or we can go out.”

Brittany laughed again and I heard her take another drink of whatever she was sipping, most likely a glass of expensive blush. “No need baby, you don’t have to feed me to fuck me. I’ll be there at eight.”

I rang off, and my adrenaline surged. I was going to get my loins girded, expertly. Monday night couldn’t come soon enough.

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Eventually, of course, Monday night did come. I had everything set, a fire in the fireplace and some good wine chilling on the kitchen counter, when the door bell rang. I took one last look at myself in the hallway mirror and then opened the door. Standing there in front of me was someone who looked like she had stepped right out of the pages of Playboy.

Her blonde hair was long and hung down in curls, framing her beautiful face. Her eyes were deep blue, like the color of arctic water, and her lips were painted bright red. Brittany wore a white silk dress that fit her like a second skin and I was sure that the dress was all that she was wearing. Her nails were painted the same bright red that her lips were and she wore tall heels, what she used to refer to as ‘fuck me’ heels. I stood there holding the door, just staring at her.

Brittany took a drag off her cigarette and blew the smoke out the side of her mouth – I don’t know how but she made even the act of smoking sexy. “Great house, are you going to invite me in or are we going on a tour of the landscaping?”

I stuttered and stammered and finally managed to get out of my own way and let her in. She sauntered in, swishing her hips seductively. As she passed I got a whiff of her perfume, it illegal bahis was something very feminine and very expensive. She started down the hall toward the kitchen and I shut the door and followed.

In the kitchen I poured us some wine and joined her in a smoke, me lighting up an Ashton Corona as we sipped our wine and caught up. It was mostly small talk, as it always was with Brittany. We enjoyed each others company for one reason; we were unbelievably compatible in the bedroom. She told me that she had done some modeling after high school and had actually spent two years in Japan doing shoots for some companies over there – I guess the Japanese are really into the whole blonde look and she made some great money while she was there. Then she had come back to the states, had missed home, and now she was stuck in an office doing accounting work for her fathers’ health care business.

Brittany finished her cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray, then she tilted back her wine glass and drained the contents. She deftly slid the fine crystal back on the counter and then slid out of her dress in one smooth motion. One minute I was standing there, puffing on a good cigar, making small talk with this totally hot girl and the next she was standing in my kitchen totally naked. Unlike Clinton, I inhaled. The smoke from the cigar burned my lungs and caused me to cough and choke; Brittany just stood there, naked as the day she was born, with her hand on her hip and a smirk on her perfect lips.

“Gonna be ok?” she asked raising an eyebrow.

“Um, yeah. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting that.”

She looked down at her body. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before. I know it’s been a couple of years but it’s not like it changed that much. I didn’t suddenly grow a penis or anything.”

I laughed. “I know that I’ve seen you before, I guess I just wasn’t prepared for how amazing your body is. Not that it wasn’t before, you understand, it’s just that…”

I was rambling. She shut me up. “Let’s go fuck,” Brittany said, turning and leading me up the stairs to my bed room. I quickly followed her, watching her ass sway from side to side as she ascended the stairs to my bedroom.

My bedroom is plush, the centerpiece being a huge king sized bed that felt like sleeping on air. The room was exquisitely decorated with paintings on the walls and antique furniture – none of which I had picked out of course. Brittany walked over to the bed and sprawled out of the fluffy down comforter.

“Great bed,” she purred, staring at my crotch as I approached. You’ve heard of bedroom eyes, well the term was coined for her specifically. She hadn’t even touched me and I could feel my cock starting to grow in my pants.

Brittany sat up on the bed and I stood before her as she took off my belt and unzipped my pants. I stepped out of them and pulled my shirt off over my head, leaving me in just my underwear. She looked my near naked body over and let out a little appreciative purr, licked her lips and then ran her hands over my muscular chest and shoulders.

She pushed herself up on her knees and put her hands around my neck, pulling me close to her mouth. Her lips were soft, like the pillows on my bed, and I found myself kissing her with gentle intensity. Brittany was shoving her tongue in my mouth, lapping at my tongue with a gentle flourish. Her hand was on my cock, rubbing it gently through the material of my shorts, teasing me to an even greater state of erection.

I started running my hands all over her body, feeling the familiar shape of her. Her breasts, perky. Her hips, slender. Her legs, smooth and strong. I put my hands on her ass and felt its perfect shape as I squeezed them and pulled her closer to me, pressing my cock against her. The smell of Brittany’s perfume was intoxicating and I felt my head start to spin and I was starting to lose myself to the intensity of our lust.

Brittany broke our kiss and pulled my head down to her breasts. She is such a small girl, petite and little, that her full B cup looks huge on her. They are the most perfect pair of tits I have ever seen, perky and responsive, they are tipped with sensitive nipples surrounded by quarter size areolas. I put one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked gently, then did the same to the other. Her back arched at my suckling, and her hand pulled me in closer.

I kissed around her nipple, tasting the soft skin of her breasts as they heaved with each breath she took. My mouth was taking in her skin, licking it, suckling it and letting it fall back into place. I tugged and pulled at her with my lips and mouth and she gave me a little moan of pleasure and encouragement.

While I was sucking on her breasts, Brittany had worked her hand inside my boxers and now had my growing member in her hand. She squeezed it roughly, aggressively, as she had so many times before. Her soft hand worked up and down my cock, stroking me to my full nine inches.

Brittany pushed my head away from her and kissed illegal bahis siteleri her way down my body, stopping at my nipples to give them a hard suck on her way by. Down my chest she went, leaving a trail of red lipstick. She moved her legs behind her and lay on her stomach, her face in perfect alignment with my cock, which she now had exposed having pushed my underwear to the floor.

She liked things slow and performed as such on my cock, licking the full length of my shaft continuously until I begged her to put me in her mouth. Teasingly, she put the head of my dick in her mouth and then popped it back out, repeating the process until I thought I was going to explode in want and lust. Then at the perfect moment she pushed her lips down on me, taking half of me into her mouth. I let out a gasp of pleasure as I felt the warm wetness of her engulfing me and her tongue begin to gently massage the underside of me in quick, little strokes.

I don’t know how long she blew me, probably no more than fifteen minutes but it was a lifetime of pleasure. Brittany used all the techniques that I remembered her using, and some that she had picked up since last we were together. She broke the coupling and looked up at me with those entrancing eyes.

“I want you inside me,” she said breathlessly. “All the way inside me.”

“Don’t you want me to go down on you?” I asked.

“Not now, later,” she said, seeming even more out of breath. “No need, I’m so wet already.”

Who was I to argue? If this amazingly hot woman wanted me to fuck her then by god I was going to fuck her. I helped her onto her back and moved her up the bed until we were lying in the middle of the soft plush. I took a moment to admire her before I entered her, putting my cock at the entrance to her pussy and sliding in slowly. Even with as wet as she was, and with all the sexual experience this girl had, her pussy was still very tight.

Brittany worked her hips against mine and I slid deeper and deeper inside her. Her hands were on my back, pulling me into her and I started to fuck her with slow thrusts in and out. Brittany pulled her legs up, wrapping them around my waist and locking her ankles, the angle exposing more of her to me allowing me to penetrate her even deeper with each stroke.

It had never taken Brittany long to cum before and, like other things, that hadn’t changed either. Her breathing increased and I felt her legs tighten around me, as she came she dug her fingernails into my back and scratched deeply into my skin. She let loose a loud chorus of moans, her orgasm seeming to stretch on forever.

Her orgasm subsided, Brittany laid back and let me take her how I wanted. My cock was buried all the way inside this little sexual goddess, her tight pussy stretched to take all that I had. I lifted her and put my hands beneath her, cupping her ass in both hands, pulling her to me with each thrust. My head bent, my mouth found her breasts and I licked and teased both of her nipples in turn. Her manicured hands were in my hair, pulling my head down, keeping me in place on her chest. I humped at her with an ever increasing urgency, feeling her body join with mine as her wetness flowed around me, encased me, pulled me deeper into her.

My mouth moved up and found hers, we kissed the kiss of lovers; long and deep and passionate. I slid my hands from beneath her and ran them down her thin, smooth thighs to her knees. Pulling her legs up and apart, I locked them over my elbows as I raised myself up off Brittany, supporting my weight on my hands.

From this position I had total access, total control. Her pussy opened to me and she put her hands on my shoulders, holding on tight as I began to fuck her with deep, powerful thrusts. Again and again I slid my entire member into her deep chasm, pausing with it deep inside her to push against the very back of her. Brittany began to cum and her body shook with pleasure. Her nails again dug into my skin and she threw her head back as she convulsed with orgasmic delight, great wails of pleasure spilling out of her pouty red lips.

My cock felt like it was on fire and I knew that if I didn’t get out of this girl soon I was going to lose control. Reluctantly, I slid from inside her, feeling her pussy squeeze me on the way out as if begging me not to go. Moonlight spilled in through the sliding glass door and I sat there just admiring her in the soft light.

Brittany looked up at me, lust filling those deep blue eyes. “You are just as good as you ever were, baby. Now tell me what you want, you can do anything you want to me. Tonight I’m yours to take anyway that you want.”

I planned on taking her in every way too, but right now I needed the storm that was brewing in my cock to subside. “Let me lick your pussy,” I said, lying down on the bed beside her. “Straddle my face, use my tongue to get yourself off. This night is as much about giving you pleasure as it is me.”

She smiled, liking my response very much. Brittany settled canlı bahis siteleri her knees on either side of my head and lowered herself onto my mouth. It was freshly shaved and smelled sweetly of her perfume and the musky scent of her pussy. I took a deep breath, savoring the smell of sex. Her pussy nestled onto my mouth and I could feel how smooth she was. My desire for her was riding an amazing crescendo and I began to eat her feverously.

My tongue darted in and out of her wet slit, tasting her juices as they dripped onto my lips. Brittany moved her hips, causing my licking to be directed just where she needed it too. I put my hands on her ass and ran them over her legs and calves, feeling their smooth skin under my fingers.

Brittany was pulling at my hair now, holding my head in place as she bucked her hips furiously, moving my tongue in and out of her hole, back and forth over her clit. She came with a scream, her hand holding me in place until she had finally caught her breath. When she came a flood of wetness escaped from inside her and I lay there lapping up the sweet taste of her as she recovered.

She pivoted, expertly moving her body until we were lying against each other – her lips on my cock and my face between her legs. Brittany took me into her mouth and began to do her best to deep throat me. Like I said, she’s a little girl with a little mouth but she does wonders with it. I could hear her choking and gagging on my cock as she pushed it to the limits of her throat.

While she was working on my cock I continued to lick her, this time taking my time and enjoying all the delights to be found between her legs. I kissed the soft insides of her thighs, feeling her quiver each time my lips met her skin. My tongue darted in and out of her pussy, licking at her gooey wetness, tasting her. I moved my hands to her ass and spread her cheeks, revealing her small rosy hole to me. I licked that too, in long swirling motions that ended with my tongue pushing inside her, opening her ass to me.

Brittany slid her body off of mine and rolled on top of me, straddling my cock, placing it between her legs and impaling her petite body with it. In our past sexual encounters this had always been the best part, as Brittany was an expert at riding a cock. The girl knew her body, knew what she wanted, knew how to get it and how to please her partner in the process.

She began as she usually began, by riding me hard with long strokes that put me on the verge of falling out of her before she would slam her pussy down on my cock with all the force she could. Her hands were on my chest, nails digging into my skin, her head thrown back with pleasure. In only a few thrusts she was cuming again and she collapsed against my chest. I held her ass as she came and thrust inside her with quick movements helping to intensify and prolong her pleasure.

Once her latest orgasm subsided she rose off my chest but stayed close to me, her silky blonde hair falling into my face. I could feel it and smell its fragrance but I was otherwise blind. She began to fuck me hard and fast, her body moving with awesome speed. My hands held onto her ass for dear life as she brought me close to orgasm, backed off at just the right moment, then brought me to the brink again.

I laid there panting, my whole body tingling with anticipation and pleasure. Brittany slid herself off of my cock and looked down at me with a devilish grin on her face and wickedness in her eyes. She reached behind her and took my cock in her hand, when she lowered herself back onto me I penetrated her, but it wasn’t her pussy I was in; I was inside her tight ass.

Brittany rolled her body back into a crouching position and she began to take my cock into her ass, slowly letting me penetrate deeper and deeper until I was all the way in. I was speechless, in total shock that a small little ass like that would stretch to accommodate my entire cock. Brittany began to ride me and I looked down, transfixed by the sight; my cock appearing and disappearing each time she went up and down.

Like everything else that had to do with sex, Brittany excelled at taking a cock in her ass. Once she was relaxed and fully open, she began to ride me hard, shoving my entire cock up inside her each time she descended on my pole. I put my hand between her legs and slid a finger insider her pussy, finger fucking her as she rode me.

Her breathing became shallow and she took a breast in each hand, pushing them together. Brittany slowed and tilted her head forward, causing her blonde locks to fall in golden pools on my stomach and chest. She came; I could feel it, like a tremor deep within the earth as it speeds toward the surface, her legs shook, her ass flexed, her pussy tightened and she exploded.

She came for what seemed like an hour, her body pressed against mine, shaking and quivering all over, loud cries of pleasure unceasingly coming from her mouth. Brittany lay against me for a long time, basking in the glow of a monumental orgasm.

“Holy shit, baby. I’ve never cum like that before.” She said, her voice muffled by her hair. “I want you to cum, tell me how you want to cum. You can do anything you want, cum anywhere you want. Just tell me baby, my body is yours.”

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“Gentleman, you have never, ever seen a magic trick like this. Porn meets illusion.”

Fuck David Blaine. And the over-hyped, under-achieving shit that he peddles as magic. Sure, the street magic stuff is okay, but there’s no fucking magic in standing on a pole. Or in a freakin’ box. For Christ’s sake.

Magic is all about illusion. It’s about fooling the eye, but capturing the mind. And it’s what I do. Better than everyone else.

It came to me about three years ago. I’d been peddling the circuit and doing okay. I knew Vegas like the back of my hand, and hauled myself up to the second tier of casinos – the ones with the car parks too small for boxing matches. So I was making some good money. But then it came to me.

The edge.

The difference.

The x-factor that would make me some serious money.

And now I am. It took some working out, but now I’m there. In the big league. You wanna see what I do? It’ll cost you. Ten thousand dollars a performance. Oh, and no more than a dozen in the audience, thank you. Because my magic show, it comes to you. Set me up in a room big enough, and give your friends the dinner party to beat ‘em all.

My clients are (obviously) rich, but more than that, they’re jaded. They’ve tried every drug, and fucked every high-cost escort in town. They pay thousands to sit at the front of these big magic shows, and they just see a nearer version of what Joe Soap sees from the back. And they’re people who are used to soooo much more than Joe Soap gets. What I give them is what they want – something astounding, something amazing. And something that I can never take on the road and show on TV. Something unique, that their friends will never believe.

The beauty of the trick – the one that leaves them gasping – is that it doesn’t really take much to do. It just needs one magician, two volunteers from the audience. Oh, and a nasty little slut.

Which is where Suzy comes in. I needed a girl who was a total slut for anal sex. A girl who wanted her ass filled, every night, preferably by different cocks. And preferably by the biggest cock in the room, each time. Oh, and if she could deep throat guys, that would be a bonus. Suzy meets every criteria and then some. She looks like a wet dream and fucks like a whore. And she’d get nailed by the whole audience if I let her.

So now I’m standing in the media room of a huge crib in Vegas, out by the lake. Half a dozen pro footballers, a couple of Hollywood producers, and a couple of “businessmen” whose past doesn’t bear close scrutiny. Behind me is a black curtain, set up for the occasion. We’re at Danny’s crib, a friend of a friend of a friend. This kind of stunt gets known by word of mouth, nothing more. It’s the end of the show, and time for the big one. The one their friends told them about.

I introduce Suzy to the audience. She’s five feet tall, and about one hundred pounds. She’s filled out a little since we first started working together. Her tits are now nice handfuls, as are the buns on her extraordinary ass. The ass I can’t leave alone. The ass that’s the key to this trick.

She’s wearing high heels. And nothing else. She doesn’t need to. The trick involves her getting fucked, so what the hell? Normally it’s pointless bringing her on in an evening gown or anything. And she likes being naked, especially in front of a bunch of horny guys.

“Now, I need the help of two guys from the audience for this trick. I think Danny should be one, as it’s his home here, but I need another.”

There’s no great rush. No-one wants to look stupid in front of the other guys. Until I sweeten the deal.

“Oh, canlı bahis I guess I forgot to mention. I need volunteers to help fuck Suzy’s ass.”

To emphasise the point, Suzy bends over at the waist until her blonde hair touches the floor. Then she reaches back and stretches her sexy butt open for them all to see. Her tight pink hole stretches and gapes slightly. She’s buttfucked too much for it to stay closed at the prospect of some action. She runs a finger over her pussy, sliding it into her cunt slightly. In the lights focused on the stage, they can see her finger glistening as it slides up, and into, her butthole. It’s swiftly followed by a second, then a third, then a fourth. I’ve never quite found out how long she’s been doing that to herself, but it’s obvious her butt is well practised.

A cute slut with four fingers in her ass does wonders for audience participation. I’ve never known it fail. They all want a piece of her.

“Gentlemen….might I suggest a compromise. Suzy will be more than happy to drain every cock in here, believe me. I’ll be nailing her myself after this trick, and if we fuck her three at a time – which she loves – everyone will get inside that cute little body before long. But for now, I need someone to participate in the final trick, and to make it as entertaining as possible, I suggest the best hung guy should start things off.”

A cry of “moose, moose” goes up, and a huge football player steps forward. I know him from the TV, a linebacker who stands about six four and weighs in at something around two fifty. As he and Danny stand next to Suzy, she seems to diminish in size. She’s always looked younger than her twenty years, but next to these guys, she looks tiny. Frail. Eminently breakable.

She sinks to her knees, facing the audience. This had been where I’d seen her first, covered in six guys’ cum at a bachelor party in LA. Trying to suck some more cum out of a guy who’d basically already left it all on her face or inside her ass. So what she’s doing tonight is more pleasure than work.

She pulls Danny’s cock out and licks her lips. Not long, but thick. She holds it at the base and licks the tip a few times, getting him to flinch slightly. Then she slowly, smoothly, takes the whole length down her throat. When she reaches the base with her lips, she slaps his ass. As she withdraws, his whole cock is covered in her spit, dripping and dribbling off the tip onto her tits. She grins up at him.

“You taste good, cowboy.”

She turns to face Moose’s crotch. She can see the bulge reaching down his thigh, so she has a pretty good idea of what she’s getting. And if there is one thing she loves, it’s size. She’s a total whore for a big cock. She pulls it out, unable to stretch her fingers right around it. It looks about ten inches to me, and there is still a little way to go before it reaches max. Her eyes shine, and she smiles without realising it. She shifts her weight a little so she’s at the right angle.

She lets his cock drop so that it hangs down, a few inches in front of his legs. She crouches down until her face is underneath, giving Danny a world-class view of her ass. She opens her mouth and takes the head inside. The audience can’t see her tongue swirling around it, but Moose can feel it alright. Then she begins to rise up, taking more and more cock as she goes, her eyes never leaving his. Her hands go to his hips as she begins choking, but that is just for leverage. She never backs off for a second. Inside ten seconds, his whole cock has disappeared. You can see it stretching her throat muscles as she holds it there, and winks at him. I’m damn sure he’s never bahis siteleri had that thing so far down a girl’s throat before.

The audience are whooping and high-fiving at the show. Shit, if they think that was good, they are going to go apeshit at what was coming. She slides her throat slowly off his cock, as I hush the audience. She smiles up at him.

“You – you’re going up my ass first.”

She stand and walks between the two guys, who are staring at her as she wiggles her ass at them. I help her onto all fours on a wooden bench in the middle of the stage. The bench has castors, and wooden sides that flip up to make a box. I gently push the small of her back, so that she crouches down a little and pushes that perfect butt up in Moose’s direction. From my view, I can see her thigh muscles rippling, and I know she’s gaping her asshole at him, inviting that colossal cock inside.

“Now gentlemen, I’m sure you’ve seen the old ‘saw a woman in half’ trick. We’ve all seen it a zillion times. But you’ve never seen it like this before. Your two buddies are going to make sure I can’t trick you with mirrors, or strings, or false floors, or anything. Some magicians do this trick with two girls, and one hides away somewhere. Well, to make sure this is the same girl all the way through, these guys are going to be….uh….. attached to her, you might say.”

I motion Danny in, and he presents his cock to Suzy, who begins sucking it down about four of five inches, her head bobbing as she spits on his dick while she sucks. While she does that, I motion Moose in. He looks at me as if this isn’t really going to be possible.

“It’s okay Moose, she can fucking take that. She’s got dildos and vibes that size. Just fuck her slowly while the trick is happening. She can take the whole thing, though. Once the trick is done, both you guys can slam her as hard as you like, for as long as you like.”

Moose nods, and holds one of Suzy’s firm cheeks as he presses against her hole. He’s expecting a lot of resistance, but instead, Suzy pushes back hard, and her ass just seems to swallow up his dick. Her bung hole is stretched tight by his size, and his cock moves smoothly and nastily up her ass until it’s totally embedded.

“Gentleman, as you can see Suzy is now getting nailed by about eighteen inches of cock, and loving it. I think you’ll also agree that she isn’t going anywhere in a hurry. So that’s what makes what you’re about to see all the more amazing.”

Suzy continues to slide back and forth on the two cocks, establishing a rhythm between them. I ask the guys to put their hands behind their backs so that the audience can see her at all times. It is, I know, all too tempting to grab her hair and shove her onto your dick, or slap her ass while you’re fucking it. I’d done that often enough, and I was sure the audience would get to try it before the end of the night.

I pull up the sides and top of the bench and push down the latches that turns it into a box. The guys are still sliding slowly into Suzy’s mouth and ass. Spit is falling from Danny’s cock onto the floor. That’s good. I want a marker of where they’ve been for later in the trick. I just hope they are both stayers. It detracts from the trick if they cum before it was over, and it took a while to train Suzy not to make them cum immediately. She’s such a cum junkie, it would have been easy for her to get a mouthful in a matter of seconds.

I drape a golden cloth across the box. It covers the length of the box, but leaves both ends visible to the audience. It stretches down and covers the floor as well. One dick down her throat, the other sliding in and bahis şirketleri out of her ass, coated now with her juices.

Here goes nothing.

I press my hands on the cloth. I begin to push, and suddenly the box parts into two pieces. The two halves separated by a couple of inches. Danny slides right down Suzy’s throat and Moose is now balls-deep in her tight little ass.

My voice drops to a measured, controlled tone. The whole room is silent, everyone craning forward to see.

“Gentlemen. Please step back, very slowly. Take two paces back, but make sure you stay inside her. I want everyone to see this. Danny first.”

Danny begins to move backwards. I slide the front half of the box towards him, trying to match his pace. I’d know it from Suzy’s lips around his cock. At first, half his cock slips out, but once I get the pace right, she goes back to choking on his full length. She hums as she does it, keeping him rock-hard. When he’s gone back two paces, I tell him to stop. He stays there, and Suzy swoops up and down on his cock, giving the audience the full effect.

I nod to Moose, who now begins to step slowly. It’s easier to keep pace with him, as the connection between his cock and her butt is so tight, he practically drags her backwards by sodomising her. It must feel fucking awesome in her ass to get dragged like that. After two paces, I ask him to stop.

The two cock-taking ends of Suzy are now further apart than it’s possible to be. While the gold cloth still covers the gap between them, she is clearly further apart than just stretching out her crouched body. She is, effectively, two halves of the same girl, both fucking.

“Now, you’re probably trying to work out how we do this. You won’t be surprised to find that I won’t tell. But I want to convince you I don’t somehow have two girls here. So, guys, would you please cum on the end you’re fucking.”

I nod to Danny, who suddenly finds Suzy is sucking about three times harder than before. She moves forward, and suddenly one of his balls is in her mouth as well. She sucks hard on it, and that is enough. He pulls out and sprays her face. Five or six globs run down her face into her open mouth, while a couple spew onto her hair. She grins and swallows what she’s caught, then opens her mouth to let him back in.

At this, I motion to Moose, who begins sliding more firmly into her upturned ass. She begins to rotate her butt in small circles, urging him on with her movements, and shoving back at his thrusts. She clamps down on him with her ass muscles and he explodes, cumming as he withdraws. Part of his cum is inside her, but the rest makes an arc across her firm flesh. He rests his half-erect cock on her ass as he pants and recovers.

As the two guys step back, I slowly push the two halves of the box together, until I hear the latches click. As I whisk off the cloth, I hear a gasp from around the room. The box is exactly as it had been before. Latches locked down, in one piece. I unlock the latches, and gently let the sides of the box down.

There is Suzy’s perfect little body, on all fours and glistening with sweat. Her ass is covered in a spray of cum, and some sperm is oozing out of her asshole, which still gapes and twitches slightly. Her face is covered in the cum she hasn’t been able to lick as it slid down her face. Drops coat her hair.

“Gentlemen, is this your cum?”

The guys howl and nod as they laugh, and the rest of the audience erupt. It’s the reception this trick always gets, for a host of reasons.

I take Suzy’s hand, and help her out of the box. She quickly reaches around and wipes the cum off her ass, and the entrance to her butthole, and licks her fingers clean. As the whooping dies down, she looks the audience in the eye.

“Now that magic shit’s over, let’s get to the real fucking.”

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I knew it was going to be a good night. I had no idea just how good. She meets me at the door in her silk bathrobe and kisses me like she hasn’t seen me in weeks. There is an open bottle of wine – and I can taste the tannins on her tongue. She says the kids are at her Mom’s house and that we really need a special night. As if on cue, she opens her robe to reveal my favorite lingerie. The black mesh material shows off her small but pert breasts while the hem barely covers her gorgeous firm ass. I can see the black string thong peeking through the material. She drops the bathrobe, spins around and looks over her shoulder as if to tell me that this would not be a “missionary night.” She tells me to give her five minutes and then come up to the bedroom. I am only too happy to oblige.

I have a drink and head upstairs as instructed. On my way up, I wonder how crazy things will get. Crazy enough to get her to cross that one final frontier? From the look in her eyes, it is not out of the question. Time will tell.

As I approach the bedroom, I hear a low groaning. Could she be so worked up that she started without me? While adventurous in many ways, it is rare for my wife to touch herself in front of me – no matter how much I want her to. Not tonight.

The bedroom is dark save for the light of several candles. She is laying on her back in the middle of the bed, legs spread wide and her black thong pushed to one side by her hand. Her eyes are closed as her right index finger traces circles around her swollen labia. Even in the darkness, I can see that she is already wet and her musky smell fills the room. She catches my eye just as she flicks the tip of her finger over her clit. She smiles and asks me to join her. Within minutes, she is pushing my head down to her wet pussy. As always, she smells wonderful and tastes even better. I greedily lap at her juices while carefully avoiding her clit. This only drives her even more crazy with lust. She grabs the back of my head with her left hand and pulls me to her. With two fingers of her right hand, she delicatedly spreads her lips to fully expose her protruding clit. The moment my tongue touches her clit, she bucks and lets out a loud moan. Within seconds, she is writhing in agony – in the throes of an all encompassing orgasm – as her illegal bahis vaginal opening twitches and shudders on my invading tongue.

Seeing just how worked up she is, I decide to up the ante. I ease my tongue further down and gently lick from her pussy to her anus. This starts yet another orgasmic wave, but she still is not finished. She rolls onto her side and pulls my shoulder toward her. The message is clear. She does not want me to stop, but she wants to return the favor while I continue. As I start to pivot around, I feel her nails dig into my ass as she greedily pulls my cock to her waiting mouth. Immediately, I am enveloped in warmth. The feeling is beyond description as she alternates between sucking my cock and licking my balls. All the while I am teasing her asshole with my tongue while using her pussy juices to lube up the tip of my finger as I move it in small circles around her puckered rim.

Suddenly, she pulls away. For a brief moment, I fear that I have gone too far and ruined everything – but not tonight. She pushes me on my back. Her eyes are wild. She grabs the base of my dick and starts jerking it while flicking her tongue over the head. With her other hand, she moistens her fingers in her pussy and starts working them over my ass. Her slick fingers glide over my skin – from my balls to my perineum. Her finger stops for just a moment over my waiting hole. I try to push my ass down to tell her how much I want her finger up my ass like I had tried so many other times to no avail. Could this be the night? My mind is racing. For now, the answer is no. She doesn’t take the hint. Her fingers continue to tease me, but she does not take that final step. Being unusually aggressive, I take hold of her hand and try to push her fingers back down to my ass to let her know it is alright, but she seems not to notice.

I can’t help but wonder – if this does not happen tonight, will it ever happen? So, rather than give up – as I always had before – I decide to go all in. Working my hands under my ass, I shamelessly pull my ass open with my left hand while I slowly work my right index finger into my tight hole. The feeling is out of this world. Here I am getting a mindblowing blowjob from my gorgeous wife while fingerfucking my own ass. Within ten seconds she notices this illegal bahis siteleri development. My heart sinks for a split second fearing that she will be disgusted by my shameless display. However, to my pleasant surprise, this is not her reaction at all. To the contrary, it seems to turn her on even more. She positions her head so she can clearly watch my probing finger while she sucks and strokes my cock. Again, I up the ante. I lube up my middle finger, press it against my index finger and push it against my slippery hole. My ass spreads open, swallowing my two fingers with ease.

Now I really have her attention. While still sucking my dick, she starts touching and massaging my fingers as they ease in and out of my ass. Sensing she is ready, I pull my fingers out, grab her hand firmly, work her two fingers together and aim them straight for my hole. While still a little timid, she makes no effort to pull away as I guide her fingers up my stretched ass with no trouble. I moan loudly and gently pull her hair as I tell her how amazing she is making me feel. Soon she needs no further prompting. I remove my hand that has been assisting her, place it on the other side of my ass and, with my other hand, shamelessly spread my ass wide open as her fingers work deeper into me. I then pull my knees up to my chest exposing my ass even more and allowing me to see her fingers probing my willing hole.

Suddenly she stops. I immediately being to massage around my asshole with my hand while pleading with her to start again. She just smiles a wicked smile and I finally see what she is up to. She is removing her vibrator from her soaking wet pussy and holding it in front of my face as she asks me if I am ready. I cannot believe what I am hearing, but before I can even fully process her question, I am shouting “Oh my God yes.” It is finally happening. After all those years of trying. All those fantasies and near misses. All those years of fingering my own ass while dreaming it was her. Finally!

She turns her vibrator on low and moves it toward my ass. With my cock twitching in anticipation, I finally feel the tapered tip of the slick vibator against my entrance. She moves the head all around my opening until I am just about to pass out. Finally, I feel it ease in slowly. I somehow canlı bahis siteleri stop myself from cumming on the spot and simply enjoy the feelings as my ass spreads open to accommodate the girth. She is gentle but firm as she eases it in until it is completely buried in me. She slowly eases it in and out of me as I writhe in pleasure.

While it feels so good, it strikes me that I cannot let this moment pass without trying different things. Accordingly, I gently ease her off me and flip over on my forearms and knees with my ass shamelessly stuck in the air. She tells me to tell her what I want. I am too far gone to fight it. Within seconds, I am verbalizing what I never thought I would ever be able to say out loud to her as I blurt out, “Fuck my ass baby. Fuck me hard.” As I say this, I work my left hand between my legs and pry my hole open until it is gaping in her face. She needs no convincing. She grabs the vibrator, aligns it with my wet hole and pushes it in until the control knob is the only thing visible. She then proceeds to turn the vibrator up to high as she impales me.

The feeling is beyond belief. There are moments where I feel like I will pass out. Every time the vibrator starts to slip out of my ass, she grabs it and forces it back in. Soon she is fucking me at a steady pace. I start to rock back and forth on my knees to meet her every thrust. Knowing I won’t be able to last much longer, she gets on her back, slides her head between my knees and starts to suck my cock as she fucks me. Repeatedly, she brings me to the brink and then stops. It is only when I turn my head slightly and catch the whole scene in the mirror that I lose control. I flip on my back, bring my legs up over my head while still fucking myself with the vibrator, and pull her face next to mine. Within seconds, I unleash a torrent of cum – more than ever before – across our waiting lips. String after string of my juice cover our cheeks, lips and tongues and spill down our necks. We flick our tongues over each other’s faces trying to swallow every last drop until we both collapse on the bed. The vibrator, still running, slips out of my stretched ass and sits buzzing on the bed as we both pant with exhaustion until we pass out.

A few minutes later I wake up to a low buzzing sound. Still groggy and sore, I turn my head to see my wife next to me on the bed. As she rubs her vibrator over her clit and squeezes her left breast she winks at me and says, “Ok buddy. Enough resting. You’re not the only one who needs a good ass fucking tonight.”

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You joked when we first started seeing each other that the reason you had bought the four post bed was so that you could tie up naughty girls and do naughty things with them, but admittedly this had never happened. While I was never inclined to let anyone tie me up, I have to admit that the idea teased at my more erotic side and led me to many such fantasies. Sometimes when I came over and you were up before me, I would sprawl out, reaching for the posts and imagine that I was tied there to be used by you. Such fantasies led to hot sex, though I never told you what had got me going.

When you looked into my eyes the first time and told me that I was a naughty girl who needed to be tied up and fucked, my heart leapt at the thought of that fantasy coming true. I knew you and trusted you completely. My eyes locked with yours and I answered, “Yes, I’ve been very naughty, and I think that’s just what I need.” You used robe ties to secure my wrists and ankles. When I was securely bound and helpless, you showed me that submitting to you was the right decision. Your mouth on my breasts; your tongue on my clit; the gentle touch of your hands on my body drove me wild. I tugged against the bindings as you brought me to orgasm three times before even entering me. When you did, I was so wet and so aroused the sensations were unbelievable. I had my fifth orgasm about the time your climactic warmth pulsed into my body.

That was the first time I was bound, but not the last. You purchased cuffs for just that purpose, padded and lined with D rings to attach the chains. Yes, chains; just because it was more erotic that way. The chains attached to other D rings on straps attached to the posts; dog collars, to be exact. I was not afraid. I could never be afraid of you. You love me and I love you. The bonds of trust allow me to yield my body to you without fear. You would never hurt me.

And so tonight when I was securely bound spread eagle; attached to the four corners of the bed as usual by cuffs and chains; your prisoner and your lover; I felt secure in once again yielding to you. You called me a naughty girl, and yes, I did feel naughty. You said I needed to be punished and I agreed, even if neither of us could think of anything to be punished for. The reason didn’t matter. You were directly above me with your hands on the mattress on either side of me. Your knees were on the mattress between my splayed and restrained legs. Your hard dick was nestled inside me, slowly stroking into my sodden pussy which was made so by three consecutive orgasms. I saw that look on your face; that mixture of love, passion, adventure and sinister intent. I smiled, nervous and excited.

“Punish me,” I said to you. “Punish your naughty slut.”

“I will,” illegal bahis you said. You quickened your motions and soon I felt the warm, familiar sensation of your orgasm pulsing inside me. Unable to move, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the frantic throbbing of your dick as it unleashed its pent up fury inside me.

You didn’t completely lose your erection. You seldom do after the first climax. It does soften somewhat, though, as it did this time; as if taking a partial time out. You pulled out of me and climbed off the bed. I watched you walk around the foot of the bed and reach down to unfasten my ankles. My left ankle was freed, first, and then my right. You climbed back on the bed and straddled me. “Naughty girl,” you said to me. You kissed me softly and your kiss was as intoxicating as ever. I looked up into your deep brown eyes and gave you an impish smile. You reached over and unhook my left wrist. Then you reached for my right. You unhooked it, but when you did you pulled me over and clicked it to the end of the chain that used to connect my left wrist. I was then on my side, but not for long. You slid my left hand back toward the other side moving me face down and you connect the other chain.

“What are you doing?” I asked, not quite understanding your intent. It became clearer when you slid back off the bed and secured my ankles. I lay with my head on the pillow, wondering what you were up to and getting a little nervous. I knew I could trust you completely, but I had a feeling I was going to be pushed in a direction I had never gone before.

I felt you climb up on the bed beside me. Your hand was on my ass, caressing me. I could feel the warmth of your hands and even identify the calluses that identified that hand as belonging to my lover. Your fingertips slid down to the front of my pussy, over my clit, and slowly traced back up the length of it to the tightly puckered muscle of my anus. Your middle fingertip was wet with the collected fluid that was seeping from me after your climax. You smeared this fluid over that muscle and collected more. This time you put pressure on that muscle and I felt your finger slide in to the first knuckle.

“No,” I gasped. My exclamation was immediately answered with a crisp slap to my exposed rump. I jumped at the contact, though I couldn’t have moved even a full inch.

“I said I was going to push you,” I heard you say. “Do you want me to get my belt?”

“No,” I said. “I don’t want you spanking me with your belt.” Something about the way you said it made me convinced that you would have done it.

“Then behave.” Your finger tip made another trip, bringing a new supply of warm cum from inside my freshly used pussy. You pressed your fingertip inside me, pushing that illegal bahis siteleri fluid into my ass as well, again only to the first knuckle. I started to say something, but WHACK! I felt the sting of your hand on my ass again. I cried out, as much by the surprise of it as the pain. “I said behave,” you told me. “You said we’d try this one of these days and tonight is the night.”

I let out a sigh of resignation. I HAD said we’d try it one of these nights. I hadn’t wanted to put you off with a direct no and I really didn’t have the guts to try it again. I had tried twice before. Both times were painful. I made the one I was with stop. I have to admit that somewhere in my fantasies the idea of you taking my ass has always lurked, though I always said now to both you and my inner curiosities. I tried to look at it rationally. It was something that millions of people did. Maybe I COULD do it after all. Now it seemed I had little choice but to let you make the attempt. After the hot sex we had earlier and given the fact that you were always gentle with me, what did I really have to fear anyway?

You lay down beside and lightly kissed my neck. Your middle finger remained in my ass, now to the second knuckle as you reassured me how much you love me. You reminded me that I was a naughty girl and that I really needed to be punished this way. I began to relax more as you moved the finger around inside me. If I relax, it will go okay, I told myself. I gasped as I felt you press your index finger into my ass beside your middle finger. Now you had two fingers inside my ass.

You sat up and pulled your fingers out of me. There was a moment when I wondered what you were doing. Then I felt your fingers again, now coated with lube. You slid two fingers into my ass and pushed them all the way in. It stretched my muscles uncomfortably, but I could handle it I assured myself. You pulled your fingers back and then I felt a third finger being pressed into my ass. I let out a moan and reflexively tugged against the restraints. You pressed the three fingers in deep and told me to just relax. How was I supposed to relax with three fingers in my ass?

It took a few minutes, but my muscles became accustomed to the intrusion of your fingers. It still felt uncomfortable, but not painful. You reached around and rubbed my clit. I squirmed under you and moaned as the sensations drove me wild.

You stopped and moved to sit between my legs. I closed my eyes, but before I had much of a chance for my brain to register what was going on I felt a well lubricated condom that was filled with a very hard dick being pressed against my lubricated and slightly gaped opening. You gripped your shaft with one hand and steadied yourself with the other. canlı bahis siteleri I barely had time to say “Wait,” When I fell you press it into me. I cried out as I feel your dick now lodged in my ass. “Take it out. I can’t do this,” I say. This time you did not let my fear stop you. You snuggled close to me. Your left hand wrapped around my waist. Your fingers caress my clitoris. Your kisses, warm and reassuring were on my neck. “Shhhh. You can do this,” you say to me.

You pushed into me and pulled back. I cried out and felt my muscles tense. “Take it out, please,” I moaned. I wasn’t very convincing. You could feel my arousal as your fingertips massaged my clit. After a moment you pushed in deeper and pulled back slightly. I moaned as you continued to rub my clit. After a couple more pushes, your dick was completely inside me. For the moment you didn’t move. You simply caressed my clit until the pleasure overwhelmed the discomfort.

After a few moments you began to move your hips. I let out a low moan as I realize your cock is all the way inside me and I can take it. I wasn’t ripped and bleeding. I wasn’t in extreme pain. “Fuck me,” I moaned softly. “Fuck my ass.” I was still not sold on the idea. I just wanted you out of me, but I knew you wanted this and I wanted to please you.

You kissed the back of my neck and rubbed my clit as you continued. I knew what you wanted. I could feel my own climax building inside me. You wanted me to cum while you fucked me in the ass. You were about to get your wish. The pain was all but gone. I began to buck against you as I came wildly. You increased the tempo and I bucked under you. My ass was so tight on your dick I knew you wouldn’t be able to last long. “Cum with me,” I moan. “Cum in my ass.”

You began to pound into me more aggressively. As my orgasm began to ease, I felt you cumming in my ass. Your dick throbbed as you unleashed your climax in wave after wave. I heard you groan as you slammed roughly into my ass. I was completely relaxed at this point. I felt a sense of satisfaction as I finally completed my first ass fuck. It hadn’t hurt as much as I was afraid it would have, and in fact there were moments of tremendous erotic pleasure.

You moved to get a towel, which you positioned under me to catch the fluid that was draining from my fresh fucked ass. One by one the restraints were released. You pulled me on to you. My head rested against your muscular chest. I could feel your heart pounding as you began to wind down from the intensity.

“Baby, I love you so much,” you said to me. “I’ve wanted your ass ever since we started going out.

“Well, now you’ve got it,” I answered softly. There was a dull throb in my ass as I snuggled on top of you. “But you have to give me a little time to recover before we do this again.” I could feel you smiling even though my eyes were closed. My head lay peacefully on your chest. I paused before I said the words I knew would rock your world. “At least a couple of hours.”

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