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*** This story is a continuation on Aphrodisiac Transformation, Parts one, two and three. Don’t worry though, it stands alone without needing to read the others, unless you want to! It would help to know that this chapter and the previous one take place on a cruise ship, where an ancient and effective aphrodisiac powder has been sprinkled into the desert and coffee. Its effect is primarily on females, God bless their lovely soles. I urge you to read it with a loved one and watch the fireworks start. Please see my note after the story and by all means, enjoy! *** FitofJealousy

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Jimmy Green didn’t want to bring his wife’s sister, Adrienne, or Addy as they called her, on this cruise. He was looking forward to some much needed and well deserved down-time with his wife, and had relaxation punctuated with plenty of sex in mind.

But no matter, Ginger wanted to bring her sister, and get her over her latest “heart ache,” Richard Steel. Rich was a pretty descent guy, Jimmy thought. Smart, funny, and of course, very successful. Just the type Addy always went for. And why not? She was a nice looking woman – very nice looking. Not as voluptuous as Ginger, but very attractive.

She could be a hell of a lot more attractive if she’s give up the conservative clothes and the ‘better than thou’ attitude, Jimmy smirked to himself.

The most relationship-damaging part of that attitude was her perception of sex as something dirty, something that should only be done by husband and wife to create children. As much as he liked her, there was only so much of that shit Richard could take and then, like all the rest of the clean cut corporate suits and professionals Addy had dated, he was on his was to greener pastures without looking back. Addy, of course, was devastated and could not figure out what went wrong. Was she not attractive, desirable company? Smart, assertive, ambitious – the ideal trophy wife? A life partner and mother?

‘It’s the sex, stupid,’ Jimmy thought every time she tearfully explained another breakup to her sympathetic sister.

Ginger, like Jimmy, loved every aspect of sex. Loved to be fucked hard, loved to have her pussy sucked, her nipples squeezed. Ginger loved a good, hard cock in her mouth. When the timing was right and the liquor flowing, she even loved to have her ass reamed by my big one. As for Addy, Ginger knew the problems, of course, but respected her sister’s differences and just hoped Adrienne would find a like-minded man soon.

After dinner, the three of them retired to their rooms. Jimmy and Ginger, hopefully, to have some quick, sweaty sex. Addy to refresh herself for a little while, perhaps read a chapter of her latest book on finance. Then they’d all meet up on deck later for a stroll and to listen to the band over late-night cocktails – that was the plan.

On the way back to her room, Ginger felt her pussy start to tingle a bit. She blinked her eyes hard a few times, just as she saw her sister do, and her head seemed to clear a little from its mini-stupor. ‘Got to watch those rich foods,’ she thought. ‘Too much sugar.’

By the time they got back to their room though, Ginger felt herself breathing a little harder. Her pussy was buzzing more noticeably and her nipples, thick and erect now, were starting to tingle as well. She hadn’t had that much to drink, and didn’t quite know why she felt so…frisky. Jimmy went into the bathroom to grab a quick shower. He was singing in there, oblivious to the condition his wife was in, unaware of her quickly mounting desperation.

Ginger felt herself starting to lose control somehow. She began to perspire just a little, feeling her lower back get damp. One of the last clear thoughts she had was to check on her sister, who could be reached through the adjoining door, and see if she was at all effected the same way. She knocked on the small door. Curiously getting no response, she turned the handle and found it unlocked. Turning the door, she walked through and received the shock of a lifetime.

As soon as Ginger walked in, she knew that something was amiss. The room lights were low, not at all optimum for reading, and – that smell. The room purely reeked of the unmistakable aroma of vaginal fluid – pussy juice. Looking straight ahead, Ginger saw that Addy was on her bed, her naked body laying across the pillows which where strewn about as though a fight or robbery had taken place.

She could clearly see the middle finger of her sister’s left hand furiously pumping in and out of her pussy. Looking closer, Ginger saw the juices just flowing out of her. Rivulets of liquid rolling down the inside of her thighs, wetting the sheets. Addy’s other hand was squeezing her nipple and rolling it between her fingers.

Ginger stared, speechless. For one thing, she hadn’t seen her sister’s naked body in many years. She couldn’t believe how gorgeous it had become. Slender and tight, with long, tan runner’s legs. canlı bahis Just lovely. Her tummy was flat and toned. And her breasts, which were barely noticeable in her conservative attire, were larger and much rounder and fuller than they appeared, with dark brown quarter-size nipples. Overall, she had the figure of a model or professional female athlete.

It was her sister’s eyes that threw her, though. They seemed – otherworldly. Instead of their usual lovely, subdued blue color and look of complete control, they burned a bright blue, simmering with a fiery, desperate animal look. It was a look that indicated – clearly – that Addy had indeed lost control, too.

Although Ginger’s first response to what she saw was shock and surprise, the second emotion was quite different. She didn’t see the writhing, sweating, masturbating woman on the bed as her sister, but as an object of incredible desire and attraction. She could feel the sweat forming on her forehead and neck.

Her own pussy went from moist, to damp, to dripping wet. Her legs began to tremble, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand much longer. And the worst part was, she couldn’t explain it at all. She was so overwhelmed that she forgot to close the cabin door, and made her way unsteadily towards the bed.

Addy looked up at Ginger with a helpless expression. “I don’t know why…” she stammered. “I’ve never even touched myself before, Ginny. I’m just feeling so, so incredibly aroused that I have to…try and put it out…”

“I understand, Addy,” Ginger replied, taking a position next to her sister on the bed. “I feel the same way and I…don’t know why either.” It was then that Ginger surprised them both. She reached out and took Addy’s other nipple between her fingers, squeezing and pulling on it.

“Oh God…pleeeze,” Addy moaned, sounding just the way she did as a child when they would wrestle on the living room floor and Ginger, stronger and faster, would pin her arms and sit on them, torturing her with tickling. “I’m already so…oh no…please help me cum, Ginny…MAKE me cum.”

Ginger had never touched another women before, but she sure as hell knew how Jimmy made her cum hard when she was this hot. She rubbed her index finger in Addy’s steaming pussy juices, then rubbed it around her sister’s anus, wetting it for a small journey. Addy was moaning and shaking. Her mouth was wide open, but no words were emerging.

Then Addy smelled it, the female juices leaking out of her sister. The effect of that smell had a primitive effect on her somehow. It went into her nose and directly into her arousal nerve center, bypassing thought, logic and intelligence. Yes, the smell of her sister’s pussy juices drove Addy totally over the edge and past the point of no return.

Ginger could sense her sister’s apex of arousal. Perhaps it was a sister connection, something in the genes. Perhaps it was a woman’s perspective, guessing what another female might be feeling. More likely, it was one impossibly horny girl knowing that another had hit the wall and was ready to do anything.

Ginger took her wet, lubricated finger and plunged it into Addy’s welcome ass. Addy’s eyes opened wide for a moment in…was it shock? No. Almost immediately, they half-closed as the sensation hit with the strength and violence of a tropical storm. Her hips began to gyrate and then buck, her ass actually leaving the bed and then crashing down again. She was rubbing her pussy with ferocious energy.

“Ohh Gg…Oh Ggg…Goddddd!” she blurted out, her lips quivering along with the rest of her body, which was being wracked by an orgasm such as she had never experienced before. In fact, Addy never knew that such a feeling was possible…that it even existed.

“Fucking Adrienne,” Jimmy said to himself, drying off as he exited the shower and grabbed his towel, “I don’t know why I let Ginger talk me into letting her come along. She’s suck a damn bore, such a stick in the mud.” Jimmy was drying his balls now, his thick cock beginning to rise on its own in anticipation of putting the wood to his strikingly lovely wife.

“She looks good, I’ll give her that,” he continued, angry at Addy and yet attracted to her at the same time. “What a colossal waste of a nice looking lady. What she needs is a good fuck – and good hard cock in her – but she’d never let that happen, never even admit to it. What a fucking waste,” he repeated as he shook his head.

Walking into the bedroom from the bathroom naked, Jimmy was disappointed to see that Ginger wasn’t there. He wondered where she would have gone. Hearing a noise, he looked up to see that the adjoining cabin door was open. Moving closer to the door, Jimmy thought he heard Adrienne crying.

“Just fucking great,” he thought. “ Not only is she wasting her time coming on this ‘pleasure cruise’, she’s fucking up our good time too, singing the blues to her sister, when I should have my cock stuck in her right about now. Fuck it, I’m bahis siteleri going to shut the door. I don’t care if ‘Mary Poppins’ sees me naked. Let her get a good long look at what she’s missing. Let her…”

Jimmy stopped at the door and did a double take, shocked beyond speech.

His Ginny was lying naked with her sister, using three fingers of her left hand like a rip saw, easily moving in and out of her sisters pussy, while with her right hand she rubbed her own dripping box. What was most eerie, though, was the girls’ eyes, filled with what appeared to be a combination of desperation and…raw lust. They didn’t flinch for a minute at being discovered, didn’t slow down for a second.

Jimmy was astounded, dumbstruck. This was perhaps the hottest, most erotic thing he’d ever seen, and he just couldn’t believe who was doing it. Addy. Stuck up, puritanical, prudish Addy. Oh, and one more thing. He wanted in.

Jimmy walked in and assumed control without a peep of protest from the frolicking sisters. He lay Ginny on the bed and positioned Addy above her, so that Ginny was lapping greedily at Addy’s pussy. Jimmy got on top of Ginny and placed his cock at the entrance to her tunnel. As he began to lick Addy’s already moist asshole, he let his pole slide into his wife’s slick hole, eliciting a heavy gasp from her.

“Yeah that’s it, oooh,” she sighed, “let me have it, honey. Fill me up with your beautiful cock.”

Jimmy gladly obliged, rhythmically fucking his wife’s pussy while his tongue lavished attention on Addy’s lovely anus. He licked around the clean hole in circles, then flicked his tongue in the loosened crevice, finally, using it like a small penis and entering her sphincter with it.

“Mmm, yes,” Addy whined, “Oh God that feels so good, Jimmy, keep it up. “I’ve always…” she confessed, “always wanted to be with you.” Jimmy was flattered to hear it, but he wasn’t surprised. He wondered how Ginny would react, not realizing that she was much too horny to care.

Underneath Jimmy, Ginny began her own ascent into climax, beginning to buck uncontrollably as her husband’s cock stretched her already quivering pussy. As though someone was turning up the heat, the feeling came over her stronger, ever stronger, until she shook and moaned in a stunning peak.

“Oh Ggggdddd…” she wailed. “I’m cum…cumming…so fucking…hard…baby.” Ginny’s hips slammed up and down with lighting speed, her mouth wide open and her eyelids fluttering.

When her gyrations subsided, Jimmy wasted no time. ‘This is rich’, he thought, as he stared at Addy’s ass, which quite frankly was gorgeous. He didn’t take time to ponder what was causing this bizarre behavior. No, he was not one to over-think a good thing. He looked over at her and saw her remarkably nice tits hanging below her chest, her flat stomach firm and taught. It was a lovely sight. He pulled his pulsating cock out of his wife. It was slick and shiny from her juices, the blue veins protruding like small serpants. Placing it at the opening of Addy’s asshole, his held onto her hips and let it rip. It slid into her tight, velvety virgin sheath easier than he would have thought possible.

Addy’s senses took a moment to adjust to the magnitude of this foreign stimulation. It sent bolts of pleasure and pain throughout her body in equal installments. Proof positive that a little pain, when not accompanied by blood or intense discomfort, can be a good thing. A really good thing. Within moments, she had adjusted to the feeling, which was making her nipples itch and her neck tingle, and was pushing her ass back against his ramrod cock.

“I…I…” she stammered, each of his thrusts impacting her entire body, making her tingle and glow.

“Yes darling?” Jimmy replied, mocking her only slightly.

“I…love it – don’t stop, Jimmy – don’t stop!” She turned back to look at him, her blue eyes as vibrant as a laser beam, melting Jimmy like an ice cream cone in the Nevada desert. He’d never seen eyes so full of unabated lust, not even on Ginny. “Fuck my ass, Jimmy, fuck it, darling. Take that big cock of your and do some damage. This is what I’ve always wanted, Jimmy, for you to violate me. So fuck my ass and make me cum.”

“You got it, baby cakes,” Jimmy replied obediently, increasing the pace. Below him, Ginny began to alternate licking Addy’s impossibly swollen pussy lips and tonguing her husband’s balls and asshole. When she got it good and wet, Ginny stuck the tip of her pinkie in Jimmy’s anus. It set off a chain reaction so explosive, it might have rocked the ship, if it weren’t rocking anyway. And the sea was calm.

Jimmy began to fuck Addy’s ass with even greater speed and force. Addy grunted and moaned in increasingly louder cycles. Though it seemed like longer, in reality it didn’t last more than a minute or two. Addy began to scream her impending orgasm.

“I’m cumming…I’m…Oh God in heaven this is so intense, this is…too intense, I can’t bahis şirketleri take it…I’m…Oh Jimmy…fuck meeee…” Addy’s mouth was stuck in the open position, her head shaking and her eyes rolled up so high they were nearly white – like she was possessed. The orgasm rocked her hard.

Then Jimmy felt it, the first signs of his imminent ejaculation. That incredible feeling that begins so innocently, and ends with volcanic fervor. It started as a warm, tingly vibration in his tummy, then quickly spread and intensified, giving him that overall feeling of well-being that is the hallmark of climax. In the final stages of course, it marshaled all of its energy and shot like a laser beam out of his balls and through his stiff shaft.

“I’m gonna cum too, Addy…here I cum…”

Jimmy took his hands off of her hips and pulled his cock out just seconds before the first blast. Pumping his cock with his hand, he shot thick streams of white cream first onto Addy’s upper back, then onto her lower back and ass, where it pooled and then dripped like a small stream from her lower ass, down the crack and eventually onto the lovely gray Egyptian cotton sheets.

The three related lovers huddled together, panting and sweating from their gymnastics. It was Addy who spoke first.

“I don’t know what…what’s come over me. I’ve never…done anything like that in my life, Jimmy. Ginger, you know that.” And yet, before she could even coordinate her thoughts to put into words, before she could even begin to comprehend what had just happened, the feeling began to unmercifully build again within her and Ginger.
Her nipples began to harden and a faint tingle buzzing began deep within her groin.

‘Oh, no,’ she thought momentarily. Though the smile that began to form on her lips betrayed anything but reluctance. If nature was turning her into some kind of whore, she was at least enjoying the ride.

“I don’t know either, Addy.” Jimmy replied. “But I don’t think you’ll have boyfriend trouble any more.”

“Don’t need one anymore,” Addy said in a smoky voice, turning to Jimmy and kissing his neck, as she reached over and fondled her sister’s nipple.

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Marine Lieutenant Mark Capshaw hadn’t seen his beloved wife in over a year. Overseas duty was tough on any marriage, and his was no different. He’d read the letters from Maggie, knew how lonely she was. But serving his country was important, too, and he loved the Marines. Loved the discipline, loved the challenges, loved the honor of serving his country. When he was off base in uniform, he took no small measure of pride at the admiring glances he received from admiring women and men alike. He was a U.S. Marine officer, the best his country could produce, and he looked the part. Six foot three, with closely cropped light brown hair, square jaw and steel blue eyes. Not an ounce of fat on “Cap,” as his friends called him. You could bounce quarters off his muscular stomach.

But there was a soft side to the man as well. He deeply loved his wife, and missed her with a longing that was greater than any physical pain he knew. He justified his guilt at leaving her alone for so long with the desire to fulfill his duty to his country, as three generations of Capshaw men had done from Normandy to Hanoi to Kuwait.

Yet, he could so vividly remember the smell of her freshly shampooed blonde hair, her slightly freckled complexion and the way her green eyes would light up when she laughed. Ah, that infectious laugh. You couldn’t help but laugh along with her. He had loved her since high school and his feelings for Maggie, like his patriotism, never wavered. To keep from going crazy out of pent-up sexual frustration, Cap worked his anxiety off with ten mile runs and two hour gym workouts.

Maggie wasn’t a small girl, at five foot seven. In high school, she’d been a statuesque beauty. But that was ten years ago and now, honestly, she was a good thirty-five pounds overweight, the result of too many sweets and not enough exercise. Some of that weight was in her face and ass, some in her hips, and a good deal in her huge tits. Cap didn’t mind the flub as much as Maggie did. After all, she wasn’t in the Marines, and Cap thought of her as more voluptuous than chubby.

And the nights with Maggie. His memories of them kept him company through many a long, lonely night. The smell of her sweat and sounds of her moans when they would wrinkle the sheets together. She’d look him in the eyes and hold on tight as he gave her what she loved, with long, hard strokes.

Maggie loved to be fucked hard, loved to climax. She adored her husband and would do anything to please her man. She especially loved sucking his cock and licking his balls until he shot streams of cum down her throat or all over her neck and tits. She could practically take the whole thing down her throat. She gladly took his big cock in her tight back door, and she had grown to like it more than she admitted. A little pain didn’t bother Maggie, as long as it was mixed in with pleasure.

As much as she looked the part of the sweet, pure girl next door, she was actually quite a sensual dynamo.

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For years it was a major frustration of my married life that Angela flatly refused to engage in anal sex. We’d done it once when we were courting and, even though she’d seemed OK with it, she’d refused ever since. She said it reminded her of an abusive boyfriend she’d had a couple of years before me who had only ever wanted anal sex and had hurt her more often than not.

This was a real problem because I have a near obsession with her arse. I love the pear shaped buttocks and the way they flare out from her waist. I love the way my fingers sink into the flawless creamy flesh when I grab her there and the way they quiver when I slap her while we’re fucking. From time to time I would raise the subject or attempt a bit of anal play in bed, only to get an icy put down. The most she’d allow was some gentle spanking and biting, but as soon as my fingers strayed to her crack, she’d stop me.

Otherwise sex has been pretty good. But as time has gone on, I have increasingly wanted to fuck her in the arse and, even though aware of this, she has been unrelenting in her response.

Then one Friday she phoned me at work. Her mother had taken the kids for the weekend and would I stop by and get some Indian food on the way home and a video. A sexy video. This is one of our indulgences on those rare occasions when we have an evening to ourselves. Angela generally thinks pornography is exploitative, but is willing to watch the odd video and act out one or other of the scenes if she is sufficiently aroused (which she always is).

I left work as soon as I could get away and, while the take away order was being prepared, went in to an adult shop. The video I chose was about ‘a raunchy young woman who meets her match’. When I got home, Angela had already set the mood – candle lit table, aromatic oils burning, sexy outfit. We kissed and fooled around in the kitchen as we dished out the food and by the time we sat down, Angela was flushed and bright eyed. As we ate, we played footsies under the table and I managed to wedge one foot in her crotch, rubbing her parts with my big toe. She grinned and clamped her thighs together and I continued rubbing as we finished dinner.

We then shifted to the bedroom and when I arrived with the video and cocktails, Angela was sprawled on the bed in just her lacy crimson teddy. I handed her a drink, loaded the video and stripped off before lying next to her on the sheets. Her hand immediately went to my cock, where it lolled against my thigh, and stroked it as the credits rolled. By the time of the first scene (where the main lead, a short spunky dark haired, dark eyed beauty, is giving her boss a blow job in the photocopy room), she had my cock rock hard.

At the next scene (where the lead gets bent over the photocopier and fucked), I unsnapped the gusset of her teddy and tugged and squeezed her damp labia – something that will make her cum if I’m licking her at the time. Angela moaned appreciatively and spread her legs wide. By the time our heroine was getting fucked by her boss on the floor, I was pulling Angela’s cunt flaps out as far as they could go (quite a way after all these years of stretching them) and running a finger nail lightly back and forth over her rigid clit. She had her head back and eyes shut as she clenched her breasts through her teddy.

She was close to cumming and I moved my other hand in on her parts, pushing two fingers deep in her as I maintained the action on her clit and labia. She arched her back and, with a little twisting, I located her G spot and commenced a gentle massage. ‘Oh fuck, fuck fuck!’ she gasped and threw her arms out, grabbing at the sheets. As her orgasm commenced I left off her G spot and clitoris, but continued squeezing her labia and running my fingers about in her clasping tunnel. She thrashed about for a long minute or so then slumped back on the bed, sweat beading her forehead. By now I had left her snatch alone and was gently massaging her quivering thighs and heaving stomach.

Eventually she smiled up at me. ‘Jesus that was good – you’ve really got magic fingers. Which, of course, is the only reason I married you…’ She pulled me down on top of her and we kissed long and sloppily. Then I rolled back over to my side of the bed and picked up my drink.

On screen, the leading lady was flirting with her boss’s boss. She was flashing her tits, as she took dictation, then her pretty arse as she did some filing. Angela was working my cock again, and soon had me as hard as a board. She leaned over me, one full breast hanging out of her teddy, and tongued my ear. She left off my face and licked down to my nipple – my second most erogenous zone. First lips, then tongue, and finally teeth – and my nipple was sticking up like my dick (which she was still gently wanking). Then she attacked the other one in similar fashion.

I could see from the tilt of her head that she was watching the screen and, shifting my focus, saw that illegal bahis the subject of the night’s entertainment was on her knees, naked from the waist down, sucking expertly on the sizeable member of her boss’s boss while he rather roughly squeezed and mashed her breasts, telling her what a slut she was. Angela shifted to my cock and was vigorously sucking. I knew it wouldn’t be long. ‘Do my nipples!’ I gasped. She quickly shifted so that she was kneeling on the bed between my thighs and, while she bent forward going hell for leather on my straining dick, she reached up and started tweaking my nipples.

‘Oh shit!’ I moaned. ‘Do them harder. Pull it out of me!’ In response she dug into each nipple with her nails and twisted savagely. I could feel her teeth raking my cock as she first slid down until her nose was buried in my pubic hair, then back up. When her sharp little incisors reached my glans and embedded themselves in the spongy flesh, my jism boiled up and shot into her mouth. She twisted and dug at my nipples and worried at the head of my dick like a dog. ‘Aaarrghhh!’ I yelled, but she didn’t let up until my balls were empty and I had slumped back on the bed. Then she softly nursed at my softening punished cock with her hot lips and kissed her way up my torso, gently bathing each reddened nipple, and finally giving me a scummy sloppy kiss, smearing as much of my spunk over my lips and chin as she could.

I inspected my dick for teeth marks and wondered aloud her why she’d savaged me like that. ‘Stop complaining,’ she grinned. ‘You know you love it! If I didn’t bite or pinch you somewhere you’d be begging me for it.’ We laughed and, while she rewound the tape to the part we’d missed, I went to the bathroom to wash my face and then to refresh our drinks.

When I returned, she was watching the blowjob scene on the video, and had folded back the gusset of her teddy so she could rub her damp pussy. On screen, the boss’ face was getting pretty red as the secretary worked over his large cock. He was a grey haired man with a moustache, maybe 50 and of middle height. The dark haired girl couldn’t take much of his cock into her mouth and was doing most of the work with her hand on the ropey shaft. He was telling her that she had a hot mouth and a good tongue, but she needed to take more of his cock to make him cum. He had stopped mauling her tits and had his hands on the back of her head trying to pull her face further onto his dick. He was telling her she’d never get anywhere in his company if she couldn’t give decent head. Angela (who on rare occasions is not averse to getting jism splattered on her face) smiled and said ‘Ooohh nasty,’ when the old guy pulled his dick out of the girl’s mouth and shot a load over her open-mouthed face.

I sat behind her and, as she leaned back against my chest, my hands cupped her breasts through the satin of the teddy and gently massaged them. I know it gets her horny and her finger was lazily circling in her swampy bush. On screen, our heroine was now naked and half-sitting half-lying on the black padded leather executive chair beside the desk, her legs splayed over the arm rests. Her boss’ boss was kneeling on the floor with his hands under her arse lifting her gaping cunt to his face. He seemed to be feeding off her glistening snatch and she was cooing appreciatively.

This kind of stuff always appeals to Angela and her nipples were stiff under the smooth fabric as I lightly brushed over them. The girl in the video started up a sing-song monologue, telling the older man to lap up her honey, tickle her clit, slurp up her love juice, and so on. From time to time she’d hook a leg over his shoulder and press the back of his head with her heel so that his face mashed against her pink gash. There was lots of close camera work and all the time the girl talking, telling the older guy to eat her, to stick his tongue deep in her gash, to use his lips on her clit. Angela was breathing heavily watching the guy’s fat tongue play over the moist flesh. She loves dirty talk during sex and was really riveted.

The camera now zoomed in on the secretary’s face. She had her eyes closed and red mouth open in an ‘o’, tongue darting out to moisten them from time to time. ‘Lick my arse,’ she now cooed. ‘I want to feel your tongue on my arse. Lick my crack and suck my arse.’ The camera panned back and then down. The young dark haired woman pulled her legs back and held them with her forearms. Her cunt was now higher and her purply pink anus was revealed between smooth pale buttocks. The guy leaned forward and teased his tongue around her glistening lightly thatched labia and then down to her puckered hole. ‘Yes,’ she moaned. ‘Lick my little pooper. I want to feel your tongue push against it.’ The guy spat directly on the crinkled spot and then lapped lightly over and around it. ‘Come on,’ the girl encouraged. ‘Stick your tongue in. I want to feel you rim me. Yeah, push it up my arse.’

Suddenly illegal bahis siteleri he darted his tongue directly against the girl’s anus and wriggled it furiously. The hole suddenly blossomed and his tongue slid an inch or two inside. ‘Ooohhhh yeeessssss,’ the girl moaned appreciatively. ‘That’s what I want to feel, you old arse sucker. Now rim me.’ The guy got to work, his tongue lathering in and around her arse and occasionally penetrating deep in the dark hole. And all the time the girl talked on. ‘Ooohh, I can feel your tongue in my arse. Poke it in deeper. Try and taste my shit. Ooohhh that’s so good, you’re such a good shit eater. Kiss my pooper, I want to feel your lips on my crinkle. Aaarrgghh, I love it when your tongue goes in so deep.’ His hands were now on her thighs supporting her in that position and she was playing with her cunt and breasts as she talked on.

Angela was getting pretty aroused by all this and she now had both hands busy in her parts. I was giving her tits a good work out and I guess we were both panting a little. My cock was hard as a rod and she squirmed her back against it, letting me know that she knew I was turned on. I squeezed her nipples in response and she gasped. I could hear the juices slopping in her pussy as she worked her fingers in and around it.

On screen the action was continuing. The grey-haired guy was now kissing the girl’s arse, his lips over the reddened slimy rosebud, his moustache pressed against her perineum. From the hollowing of his cheeks, it was clear that his tongue was spearing in and out of her dank tunnel. ‘Aaaarrgghhh,’ she gasped. ‘Aaaarrgghhh …… oh suck my arse, you old fuck!’ The camera panned back a little and the girl was frigging her clit and tossing her head as she swore. She had one hand clasped in the old guy’s hair, her fingers looking like talons. ‘Aaaarrgghhh …… more tongue ……. oohhh jesus don’t stop!’ Then her mouth stayed open in a soundless scream and her legs lifted straight up. You could see her stomach muscles tremble and she clenched her hand over her parts. The guy really started pumping on her arse and I could see his fingers digging into the soft white flesh of her mid-thighs. It’s not often you see a genuine female orgasm on video and the camera really did its best to capture it all.

By the time the dark haired girl slumped back, eyes dreamily opened, cheeks and upper chest flushed pink, Angela was panting almost as heavily as the actress had been. ‘Let’s look at that part again,’ she said breathlessly, reaching for the remote control.

‘I want you to lean forward,’ I said huskily as the tape rewound. She sat up straight, thinking I just wanted to rearrange the pillows. ‘On to your hands and knees, I mean,’ I whispered. She looked back at me and, seeing the hooded lust in her own eyes reflected in mine, did as I asked. She got the tape going at the beginning of the scene where the grey-haired guy licks the girl’s cunt, then settled onto her elbows, supported by a couple of pillows. I knelt behind her beautifully presented buttocks and lifted the tail of the teddy up her back. Ah, those glorious creamy cheeks! The crack was slightly apart and a sweaty musky aroma drifted up from the shadowy fundament.

For a couple of minutes I stroked and kissed the magnificent globes, paying due homage. Then I bent into the humid crease and started running my tongue along that delightful path. I could hear the actress giving her litany about having the juices from her cunt slurped up and, as I licked and tasted Angela’s crack (without yet touching her anus), I probed at her cunt with my right hand, slipping first two then three fingers into the drenched hole. I could feel her fingers splaying apart the labia and one drumming on her clit. I gently finger-fucked her as I continued to coat the insides of her buttocks with saliva.

When I heard the actress tell the guy to ‘Lick my little pooper. I want to feel your tongue push against it.’ I zeroed in on Angela’s butt hole and jabbed it with my tongue. I could hear her gasp and then she must have borne down because the sphincter suddenly gave way and my tongue slid into her hot dank hole. I was too aroused to mind the taste, which wasn’t too unpleasant anyway. I experimented with probing the walls of her sphincter, pushing against the yielding muscle and covering it all with saliva. As the actress on the video was telling her lover to rim her, to suck her arse, to lick her butt – I followed her instructions. Angela was really heaving around, and I needed my spare hand to keep her buttocks steady. I was still finger fucking her and knew that she was getting close to orgasm.

When she did cum, her anal sphincter clenched around my tongue, just like her snatch tightened on my fingers. I pushed my sweaty face hard against her buttocks, forcing my tongue even deeper into her rectum, but the intensity of her orgasm was such that she wrenched away and rolled onto canlı bahis siteleri her side, rocking gently with her thighs pressed tightly together, hand still in her parts. I could do little other than soothingly stroke her flanks and wait. I stopped the video (they were still in the arse licking scene), and went into the bathroom to wash my mouth and face.

I finished gargling and returned. Angela was lying on her back, gently rubbing her breasts and beaming up at me. ‘Feel good?’ I enquired, lying down beside her and nuzzling those soft tits, lightly brushing over the nipples with my tongue.

‘Oohh, don’t start again just yet,’ she begged. ‘Just let me come down from that amazing cum!’ She clasped me to her tightly and then kissed me deeply.

‘God that was unbelievable!’ she said when we came up for air. ‘I had a real all-over orgasm. I can’t believe how hot my body got.’ I kissed her neck and bit her ear lobe. ‘Mmmmm,’ she shivered. ‘Stop it. Let’s just snuggle and finish our drinks.’

I restarted the video and we watched again as the old guy tongue fucked the dark haired girl’s arse until she shuddered into her orgasm. Then he stood up and brought his cock towards her face. She grabbed the semi-hard hose and sucked on it as if she was drowning and his balls were full of oxygen. He growled at her to suck him properly this time. The angle must have been easier for her because he was able to slide his cock deep into her mouth. He told her she was a fast learner and needed to see him every day to work on her cock sucking.

Once he was fully hard she pulled back, a long strand of saliva still linking her lower lip to the glistening bulbous head of his dick. Looking impishly up at him, she breathily demanded ‘Now fuck my arse. I want your fat cock in my arse. Fuck me long and hard if you’re not too old and tired.’ And she arranged herself on his desk so that she was leaning forward with her legs apart and buttocks high. The old guy didn’t waste a moment, positioning himself behind her, bringing his bulging cockhead to the slightly gaping well-licked entrance to her arse and unceremoniously jutting forward with an angry growl, the glans of his large cock jabbing through her anus.

The camera shifted to the girl’s face and we got a close up of the range of emotions playing across her features. First there was a starting forward, a flash of pain, her chin jutting and eyes bugging; then her mouth went into that now-familiar ‘o’ of pleasure and her eyelids hooded in lust. At the backdoor, the guy had grabbed a handful of her buttock and, with this leverage, was paused ready to complete the penetration of her gut. His thick cock, the head wedged in her arse, stuck out like a piece of hardwood. ‘You sure you want this?’ he said with a hint of cruelty. ‘I’m not too old to make you squeal.’

The camera panned back to show her looking over her shoulder and brushing a sweaty strand of hair away from her face. ‘Just fuck me, you old goat!’ she goaded him, smiling and running her tongue over her lips.

I was conscious of Angela’s hand tight around my rigid cock. My cock pulsed in her grip, and she lowered her hand to my balls, squeezing them. My mouth was dry and I licked my lips. On-screen the grey-haired man smiled and lunged forward, driving his cock forcefully deep into the bowels of the woman below him. ‘Yaaarrggghhhh!’ she half-screamed. ‘Ohh fuck, fuck, fuck!’ The guy bottomed out but didn’t pause before pulling back and burying himself again in her hot depths. ‘Yaarrggghhhh!’ she repeated, eyes and jaw clenched. The guy stopped and her eyes sprung open. ‘Don’t stop!’ she gasped and pushed back at him ‘Fuck me!’

He responded instantly, pulling his cock all the way out, the fat head making a pop as it disengaged from her sphincter, then lurching forward, the heavy rod sliding all the way in till his hips met her buttocks with a smack. ‘Yeessss,’ she hissed. ‘That’s the way to fuck your little anal slut!’ And the arse pounding continued, with lots of babbling from the raven haired beauty and the occasional comment from the old guy telling her he wasn’t too tired to show a young tramp what arse fucking is all about.

Angela gave my balls a twist and squeeze. Nuzzling against my ear she whispered, ‘You want to do that to me don’t you?’ I turned and kissed her, our tongues duelling languidly.

‘Have we got any KY?’ I asked.

‘No,’ she said, squeezing my balls again. ‘But there’s some vaseline by the sewing box.’ I jumped up and by the time I got back, open jar of thick gooey petroleum jelly in one hand, Angela had resumed the position on her elbows and knees, buttocks high.

On screen the action was intense. The grey-haired guy was fucking like a jack hammer, the full length of his cock disappearing each time into the girl’s rectum. She was moaning incoherently, sprawled full length on his desk, her face pressed against some files.

I knelt behind Angela and ran my hand over her buns, lightly down her crack and then into her thatch. It was wet and almost dripping and I slid a couple of fingers deep into her cunt. She grunted and pushed back at me. I finger fucked her as we both watched the action on the TV.

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I feel my life didn’t really start until I met Lloyd. He took me in and gave me a purpose. I know most people would probably call him abusive but I never felt abused. I always felt alive as he gripped me by the hair, shoving his cock deep into my ass and pounding me with an enthusiasm that no other man had ever shown me.

“I love fucking you better than anyone else,” he told me and his praise soothed the many fears and insecurities I had about myself.

“I love fucking you too,” I told him and I wasn’t lying. The sex was good and it made me settle in with him. Before I knew it, I was moving out of my childhood home and into his mansion. He bought me things that my parents could never have afforded. He bought me clothes and shoes and expected me to get up every morning and apply full makeup and to choose a slutty outfit that he would appreciate me wearing.

“I think it’s time for me to show you your true purpose in life,” he told me one day as I made my way back to the bedroom so he could fuck me for the millionth time that day.

“My true purpose? I thought that was to be your fucktoy.”

“Oh, it is, baby. It really is. In fact, this is all part of that purpose. Are you ready, baby? I have a gift for you!”

“A gift?” This was a word that used to excite me but Lloyd bought me so many gifts that I could hardly keep track of them all. I had so many clothes, purses, shoes, and jewels that I could hardly use all of the items in my large closet.

“Yes. This one is the one I’ve been dying to give you but I had to wait until you were ready.” He handed me a small box and I wondered what it could be. “Open it.”

“Okay!” I tore the ribbon off of the box and then the wrapping paper. I opened the small package and there, inside was a diamond-colored jewel that was the size of a silver dollar. I pulled it out of the box and frowned. I had never seen anything like it. “What is it?” I asked, puzzled.

“It’s your first butt plug to help you in your journey toward your true purpose in life.”

“A butt plug? So what is my true purpose then?”

“To be my anal tool,” he told me. “In fact, that is what I plan to call you from now on. Instead of Rebecca or Becky, you will now be Anal Tool.”

“You’re going to call illegal bahis me Anal Tool? Not in public, I hope.”

“No, Anal Tool. Just here at home. Now pull up that dress and pull down those panties. I want to try this butt plug in you right now, and later tonight, I’m going to fuck that tight ass nice and hard.” He waited for me to follow his directions. I did as he asked and I put my ass in the air for him as he lubed up the toy and slowly fed it into my asshole.

“Wow, it feels big inside of me.”

“Good. I want you to get used to something stretching out that slutty, little ass before I fuck it. I want your asshole to be ready at all times for my cock. You got that, you little slut?”

“Yes.”

“Anal Tool?”

I paused. Was he really going to call me that? “Yes?” I asked tentatively.

“I love you. You’re a good girl for listening to me and doing everything I ask. You’re a good anal tool.”

I don’t know why his praise made me feel so good but it just did. I could feel the feelings of the butt plug in my ass as I went about my day. The maids left for the evening and I was alone in the house for a little while. I lifted up my dress and pulled down my panties so I could see what was going on with my new butt plug. I liked the way it sparkled and so I took a few pictures of myself and sent them to all of the men I had ever fucked. I made some videos of me working the butt plug with my ass muscles, forcing it out, and then sucking it back in. I felt like such a slut and I couldn’t wait for Lloyd to get home and see how horny the plug was making me.

When he finally arrived home, I had a phone full of horny messages from guys who wanted to fuck me in the ass. I was certain Lloyd wouldn’t like that and so I hid my phone from him.

“Anal Tool? I need you to come relieve my balls! Come here, baby. I’m horny. I want to fuck that ass now!” Lloyd was home and he made his way to the bedroom, where I was on the bed, completely naked, except for my plug. I worked the plug in and out of my ass using only my butt muscles.

“Look what I can do! I’ve been practicing all day, Lloyd! What do you think?”

“I think you’re an anal slut,” he screamed at me. He gripped the plug in his right hand and pulled it roughly illegal bahis siteleri out of my ass. I screamed as he ripped it from me. My precious jewel was gone and in its place was a gaping hole. I looked down at myself, shocked to see my ass so spread open.

“I have a gape!” I screamed with delight.

“Yes, you do. Now come here and let me have you.” Lloyd pulled me to the edge of the bed and got his cock out. He worked his dick slowly into my asshole and made sure I was feeling good before he went faster. Before I knew it, he was pounding the shit out of my ass and I was screaming with delight. I had never felt so used but I knew that this was my true purpose. Lloyd had said so himself. He fucked me hard and fast and I held onto the sheets as I realized that I liked anal a lot. I liked it more than I liked getting fucked in the pussy. I couldn’t cum with a cock in my pussy, but with Lloyd’s cock in my ass, I was cumming a ton! I was screaming like a porn star and it felt so good to finally mean what I was screaming.

“Yes, Lloyd! Yes!” I wanted him to know how good I was feeling and I let myself go, screaming and cumming in ways I never had.

“Wait. What’s that?” Loyd paused.

“Don’t stop!” I begged him.

“Quiet, Anal Tool!” he screamed at me. I was confused as he walked toward the sound and it took me a few moments to realize what he was walking toward. It was my phone! How had I forgotten to put it on silent? I suddenly popped up and tried to stop him but his hand was already closing on my phone and he was reading through all the messages. “You little slut!” he screamed at me.

“Please, Lloyd! I’m sorry! I was just horny and I wanted to show off my new butt plug!”

“I told you to be quiet.” He looked angry and so I slunk off to the bathroom and looked at my gape. It was starting to go away and I longed to put my butt plug back in and make it gape some more. Lloyd was right. I was a butt slut. It was my destiny. I loved it so much and I couldn’t wait to get back to it. I came out of the bathroom and was shocked to see Lloyd smiling.

“I invited your little friends over to help me destroy you. I don’t think one cock is enough for a girl like you, is it?” Lloyd looked so proud of himself canlı bahis siteleri but I was horrified. I couldn’t imagine Lloyd sharing my ass with anyone but I tried my best to smile.

“I love your cock, Lloyd.”

“Well, you’re about to love a bunch of cocks.” He grabbed me and threw me onto the bed face first. He fucked me in the ass hard, and fast. He pulled my hair and hissed at me, “I know what a slut you are now. Now that I know, I’m going to treat you like the anal tool you fucking are. You got that?”

“Please! Please!” I screamed, begging for more. The doorbell rang and Lloyd pulled his cock from my asshole.

“Who is here?” I screamed but I knew. I knew he had invited every single guy that I had been talking to on my phone earlier. I was sure of it but I didn’t know which of the guys I’d been talking to would actually show up. When Lloyd came back I was shocked to see three of my ex-boyfriends and all of them looked like they wanted to destroy me sexually. I thought about all of our bad breakups and how I had treated them. I knew I was in trouble. They all stared me down and I stared right back.

“Lloyd! What have you done!” I screamed.

“Go ahead, guys, but don’t call her Rebecca or Becky. Call her Anal Tool. That’s her new name now.”

“A fitting name,” Josh smiled.

“Definitely,” Kevin agreed.

“I couldn’t agree more,” James laughed. “Who gets to fuck her first?”

“Yeah, she’s only allowed to do anal from now on. Her other holes don’t deserve attention. It’s obvious she’s an anal slut,” Lloyd told them the rules and my eyes grew wide as they played “Rock, Paper, Scissors” to decide who got to fuck my ass first. Josh won and so it was his cock that fucked me first. Lloyd was taking video footage and I looked up at him pathetically as the other guys looked on stroking their cocks.

“Let’s see how much Anal Tool can take!” he cackled. “Let’s capture it all on camera for later. I know you’ll want to watch this back, you little slut.” He patted me on the head as Josh had his way with my ass, fucking me as hard as he pleased. I couldn’t stop myself from cumming and though it was embarrassing what an anal slut I had actually turned out to be, there was a part of me that was proud of it. I was ready to cum some more. I was ready to take Kevin and James next. I was ready to own my new nickname. I was owning my new life.

I was now Lloyd’s Anal Tool and it was clear that he was good with sharing my ass with anyone that wanted to fuck it.

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Katie looks hot on the dance floor, shaking her booty. We are just friends, but she has the hottest ass. After a couple drinks, we get flirty and start talking dirty. She tells you that she likes doing most anything, especially BDSM, being someone’s slave, spanking, and being whispered to about what someone would like to do with her.

“Awesome,” you say. “I love watching your ass move and would love to come up behind you and do sweet things to it!”

Playfully she says, “Hmmm, Dave, why don’t you tell me what exactly it is you’d like to do?”

You move closer to her and whisper the story below into her ear.

“Well first, Katie, you’ve been a bad girl today, so I start by coming up behind, grabbing your ass and giving it a good smack. The sound fills the air and your ass looks a little red, but you like it.”

“Was I bad?” she smiles.

“Yes, very bad, and I smack your ass again. You instinctively bend over for more, which I supply. Then I lay you down bottom side up on the bed, spread your arms and legs, and tie your ankles and wrists to the bed posts. I used a golden braided drapery rope the first time I tied up my girlfriend”, you tell her. “She kept protesting with a smile, ‘nooo, don’t do that’, but I said ‘yesss baby’. Now that you’re tied down, I come up behind you, get down on all fours, and approach your hot ass from behind. My tongue begins to explore, slowly travelling up your inner thighs, reaching your pussy lips, and slowly parting them with my tongue. I reach up to as much of your pussy as I can get to from behind. You try raising your ass up in the air as far as the ropes will allow and pine for deeper penetration of my tongue into your hole. It’s so sexy seeing you lay there tied up, being so submissive to my desires. I can have you anyway I want now, and do anything and everything I want to you. I love a submissive woman, so beautiful in her vulnerability.”

My description continues. “You’re way wet now, a combination of your pussy juice and my saliva. I move my tongue around in wide wet circles, opening your pussy as far as I can, and illegal bahis then start eating the entire back side of your body. My tongue flicks up against your asshole, pretty, puckered and pink. As it hits your taboo place, I see you twitch with the sensation, and then you raise your ass toward it, as a flower instinctively raises to the sun.”

Katie is licking her lips now, and I see the breathing in her chest quicken. “You are so fucking hot, Dave. I love your words, and the passion in your voice. Keep going, tell me more!”

You feel the blood rushing to your cock, and start getting hard under the table. You move closer to her and continue whispering in her ear. “You want more of the sensation, but at first I deprive you. You begin to moan and plead, ‘pleeese do it to me, it feels sooo fucking good.’ I reach around under you and firmly grab your tits and squeeze hard on your erect nipples. In order to reach your nipples, my face is now buried deep into your ass and I can go no further without deeply pleasuring you there. You submit. Now you are my slave.”

“As I pinch your nipples, you begin to moan deeper, raising your ass into me, and now my tongue is doing circles around and into your asshole. It’s so carnal and fantastically hot what I’m doing to you, and like a good slave, you take it, knowing that I am having my way with you in your submission. I’m licking you hard and deep now, and biting your asshole with my lips. Your butt cheeks are shaking as you quiver and my face bores deep into you.”

Katie leans over and flicks her tongue into your ear, whispering, “Dave, you are getting me so wet. Keep talking.!”

“Your cunt and entire butt are now as wet as a sponge, so I raise up behind you and put the tip of my cock on the outside of your asshole. I begin to shove the head of my cock into your ass opening, spreading you open. You begin moaning, feeling the slight pain that is not without a deep and carnal pleasure. You know what is next, and call out ‘nooo, it’s too fucking big and won’t fit’. ‘Relax baby and pleasure me,’ I reply. You are my slave and I will illegal bahis siteleri do what I want with you. Give yourself to me and submit to my desires for your hot ass. You cease your pleas and moan deeply when you hear me talk to you like that, raising your butt higher for my taking. You realize now you have no choice, and you give yourself over to full submission.”

“I begin to push my cock into you more, pulling in and out with each deeper thrust to lubricate you with all your outside wetness. Your asshole is getting slippery now with the juice, mixing with my precum. You are moaning deeply now, no longer objecting, raising your ass higher and submitting to the thrusts. You look so hot laying there, doing what I want, being my anal sex slave, and my balls are so ready to pop.”

“I feel my first orgasm building inside, and feel my cock start to pulse inside your tight asshole. Then I let loose, blasting away and filling your ass with my cum. As you feel my cock pulsating and blowing inside you, you raise your ass as high as the ropes will allow, and moan a deep animal moan. I withdraw my cock from you, even as you are stretching and begging for more.”

Katie reaches under the table, and grabs my cock. “Feel how wet you are making me,” she says, and takes your hand. She pulls you hand under the table and draws it into her wet pussy. It is dripping with her horniness. You part her pussy lips and cover your fingers with juice, then draw your hand back above the table. Looking her the eyes, you put your fingers in your mouth and start licking her pussy juice off them. She moans and squeezes you cock harder. “Keep going,” she says.

“Next, I untie the ropes, flip you over and tie you up again even harder. Then I grab your nipple clamps and attach those, watching them flatten your perky hard nipples. Your eyes close and you really need to cum now. I work my way down your body with my tongue, from top to bottom this time. Biting your nipples even harder, sucking your abs and moving to your clit. Your legs are already spread open from the ropes, so you’re already fully canlı bahis siteleri exposed and ready. Your juice is dripping and the bed is already soaking wet from your juice. I start pressing my tongue into your wet cunt, going as deep as I can. Then I withdraw, find your clit and start biting it, squeezing it between my tongue.”

“I move back and forth between clit biting and deep tongue penetration into your engorged cunt. You’re writhing now in pleasure and are ready to explode. With one final thrust, I plunge my tongue deep and hit your clit at the same time with my upper lip and you explode. Your cunt juice is flowing out in spasms, soaking me. You keep coming and coming. Your juice is in my mouth and there’s so much of it, I just start swallowing it so that I can keep pumping you with my tongue. I love to pleasure my slave.”

Katie is visibly shaking now. She leans over again and says, “Dave, I need to have you tonight. I know we’re good friends, but I need you to do to me what you’re describing.”

“With pleasure,” you reply. “But my story’s not over!”

“Ok, keep going, baby”, Katie pants.

“As the orgasmic waves in your body begin to ebb, you collapse, submitting to the ropes. We are both drenched and the sensual odor of our mixed love juices fills the air. I raise up again and plunge my long hot cock deep into your cunt. You strain from the ropes for deeper penetration, but you are my slave and I will have you as I want. I hold myself up on my forearms and repeatedly thrust as deep as I can into you over and over again, smashing against the very top of your cunt. You lay there so submissively and it is such a turn on. I feel your pussy walls begin to tighten, your eyes roll back, your body convulses and your start moaning and squirting again. Your cunt juice is gushing all over me and feels and sounds so fucking hot. Your contracting cunt sets me off, and I empty my balls into you again. My contracting cock keeps gushing, spewing my cum into your body. There is so much of it, your eyes widen and it begins to pour our of your cunt. We are sooo wet now, covered in cum. As we finish the last of our pulsating orgasms, we both collapse on each other. And I say, ‘yes, now you’ve been a good girl Katie!’ “

“Let’s get the fuck out of here, Dave,” Katie moans. “This is going to be so good!”

The End

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After their mutual checkups and enemas on the same day Lee and Tracy return home each kind of tired but yet on edge from the earlier day’s events.

Neither of them had any idea how erotic and sensual an exam but, especially an enema could be.

They were somewhat tired from the exams. The new sensations and intensities of the happenings had them both tired. When they got home they napped a little warm in each others arms.

They woke up a little before 6pm and decided to eat some supper. Neither of them felt much like cooking but they felt like staying in. Luckily and happily they had some leftover pumpkin soup and beef from their earlier night of exploration.

As they ate Tracy remarked to Lee how good the food still was and how much she loved his cooking. He was a better cook than she and she knew it. He was more detail oriented and kept more after the food as he prepared it.

Even as she said this both of their minds traveled back to that night. They remembered the sensations and how aroused each of them was. Tracy remembered illegal bahis Lee fawning on her, Lee remembered Tracy’s outfits.

A lewd grin spread across each of their faces as they continued to eat and try to keep their minds on the food. With the day’s events and the remembrance of the other glorious night each was on edge and aroused.

They cleaned up the dishes. As they finished they came together to give each other a long, slow, wanting kiss. A knowing glance passed between them and they practically tripped over each other undressing and making a b-line for the shower. Thankful that the shower was built for 2 they both got in.

Their hands were all over each other as they washed each other and stoked each others fire at the same time. Even washing each others hair was sensual and sexual. The way the lather rinsed off their bodies ran over their most sensitive areas. Tracy’s nipples became hard as the suds and water rinsed off her body. Lee took them between his fingers, squeezing hard as Tracy liked it. Tracy moaned and Lee smiled at the illegal bahis siteleri effect his touch had. The lather rinsed off Lee’s body and down his semi-erect cock. Tracy couldn’t help herself. She kneeled in the shower and took the whole member in her mouth. She sucked hungrily and lovingly on his hardness loving the taste and feel of his cock in her throat. She reached around his hips to part his asshole and play there gently with her fingers. He looked down at her with a smoldering look that plainly said he wanted her badly.

Lee lifted her up in his arms. Tracy turned off the water as Lee sprinted for their bed. They kissed hungrily through the hallway. When they reached the bed Lee laid Tracy out. She had other ideas and sprung up again kissing him passionately she grabbed the lube they kept by the bed and slathered some on her longest finger. She gently but firmly eased it up his ass and took his cock from behind with her other hand. He moaned with pleasure and Tracy so loved the effect she was having as she wiggled her finger in his canlı bahis siteleri ass. His cock got harder and harder as she played with him from both sides. He moaned and shuddered. Not wanting to spend himself there but in her hot ass he stepped away from her.

He turned her around so that he was behind her. She could feel his cock at her ass. He kissed her neck and played with her tits making them so taut. He slid his hands down and slid a finger inside her snatch and moved it around as another finger played with her clit working it over and over she came as a huge orgasm took over her body.

Tracy smiled to herself as she knew the fun was not over. Lee lubed up her ass generously before sliding his hard meat deep inside. Tracy gasped as he started pumping her slowly and deliberately. Her fingers traveled to her clit. With each thrust from his hot cock she would flick her clit and moan out how good it felt and his thrust would get firmer.

They stayed in perfect synch and rhythm pleasing each other. All of a sudden Tracy cried out, “Oh God I am cumming again” and as her pussy started to spasm so did her ass and Lee came too, dumping buckets of his jism into her ass.

He stayed inside her as her orgasm subsided before removing himself from her ass and kissing down her back.

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I was so happy to be coming home for the summer from college. It had been a really intense year and all I wanted to do was relax the summer away. The night before leaving school, I was doing some last minute packing when my phone rang. I picked it up hearing my mom tell me that she wouldn’t be home when I arrived the next day. I was a little bummed, I hadn’t seen her in a while and she is the first person I wanted to see. I told her it was ok and I finished packing and headed to bed.

I woke up early the next day and loaded up my car and headed home. I arrived home around three in the afternoon. The driveway was empty so I knew I was going to be the only one home. I got out of my car and started grabbing a few things when I heard someone walk up behind me. I turned and saw a very good-looking older man, somewhere in his early 40’s. There was a moment of silence as he took in the sight of my well-groomed body. Finally his face reached mine, he extended his hand I wrapped my hand in his. “Hello Julie, I am Jack your new neighbor, your mother told me that you would be coming home today and feel free to introduce myself.” I smiled then softly said “Nice to meet you.” He offered to help bring my stuff into the house. We unloaded all of my stuff and carried it into the house.

“Where to?” Jack said.

“Follow me, we’ll take it to my room” I said as I began walking up the steps.

As we brought the last load into my room, I plopped on the bed sighing; ” it is so good to be home.” I asked Jack if he knew when my mother would be arriving home. He told me she said sometime late. He then said he would leave so I could get some rest. I laughed, “Ya know I am actually wide-awake.” I walked over to the window looked out and said, “I am thinking a dip in the pool would be good.” I looked back at Jack smiling. “You should join me, Go home and get some shorts on than meet me in the yard.” He said ok and left, closing my door behind him.

I went over to my dresser and pulled out one of my two piece bathing suits from last summer. I undressed, standing in front of my mirror, staring at my body. I have a little figure; I don’t have a jaw dropping body. I took my small breasts into my hands; my nipples instantly harden a soft sigh escaping my lips. I released my breasts and put on my bikini.

I grabbed a towel etimesgut escort and some tanning oil and headed outside. Jack was already there sitting on a lawn chair. I stopped for a moment, I couldn’t believe his body looked so good, he was well tanned and I didn’t see a trace of hair on his chest. My eyes caught his, I then realized he was checking out my body too. I smiled and walked over next to him I sat down and poured some oil on hand and began rubbing it into my arms and legs. I offered him some, he said ” Nah I don’t need any I am tan enough, but I can help you out.” I agreed and finished putting it on the front of my body; I lay down on the chair and looked back at Jack. I watched as he poured the oil into his hand. He leaned forward and began massaging his hands over my back. I sighed softly and began to relax. He stopped to apply more oil and started rubbing it into my calves, his hand moving up the back of my legs. I squirmed a little as his hands stopped just below my small tight ass. Given my ass a little pat he said “that should do it.” I saw up and smiled at him.

He took my hand and lifted me to my feet. He walked over to the pool and dove in, I followed his lead. The water cooling off my hot body. We played for a little bit in the pool splashing each other and laughing. I was out of breath and went over to the shallow end steps and sat down, Jack came over and sat down next to me laughing.

“You gave up easy” Jack laughed.

I looked at him a big grin on my face, I turned to push him back under the water but I wasn’t fast enough he had gripped my arms with his hands. Laughing.

“Hey that isn’t fair.” I said laughing.

His laugh stopped a smile forming on his face. He pulled me to him, My face just inches from his. My breath was caught in my throat I just stared at him. He leaned forward, planting his lips on mine. I began to struggle but I gave up easy as his tongue darted into my mouth. He released my arms and wrapped his around my back, his body pressed against mine. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, pressing my breasts against this wet chest. He untied the back of bikini top, feeling it come loose I moved back slightly…letting it fall into the water. My breasts exposed to him, moving my arms from around his neck, sliding my hands etimesgut escort bayan down his chest. Hooking my fingers under the waistband of his shorts, slinking my body down into the water as I begin to slide his shorts down. Jack steps out of his shorts, watching them float away from us. Looking down into the water at his swollen shaft, dipping my hand under the water to grasp his cock.

“Mmmmmm Yesssss Julie.” He moans out in a low voice.

He pushed my hand away from his cock. Grabbing my waist he begins to tug at my bathing suit bottom, pushing them down my legs letting them float away. Grabbing my waist he pulls me close to him, his hard cock pressing against my lower belly. He leans down lifting my legs, holding me as he walks over to the steps. Lowering my body on the steps, he kneels on the in front of me leaning forward wrapping his mouth around one of my nipples. Crying out as his tongue flicks over my nipple, his hand massaging my other breast. Wrapping my legs around his waist inviting his cock to my entrance. Taking his free hand, wrapping it around his rock hard shaft, guiding it to the opening of my tight hole. Slowly feeling the head spread my lips as he began to push forward. His cock filling up my whole inch by inch. The thickness spreading the walls of my throbbing pussy.

“God yesssssss Jack fuck my pussy.” I cried as he cock head reached the hilt.

Grinding his hips trying to push his cock in further he looks down at me smiling. Grabbing the back of my knees pushing them back. He draws the length of his cock out of my pussy, leaving just the tip in. His gaze locked on mine. Suddenly he slams forward, his cock spreading my tight hole. The water rippling between us. Leaning forward he takes a nipple into his mouth, biting and pulling as his cock slams into my pussy. My body swaying in the water.

“Yessssss Jack…” I cry as my body begins to shake. “Fuck me lover, make me cum.”

“Not yet my dear.” He said between breaths. He withdrawals his cock from my pussy. Pulling me to my feet, he picks me up walking up the steps of the pool and over to where our towels are. Laying me down on a chair he moves between my legs, spreading my knees apart, lifting my legs back. He takes one of his hands and slides his fingers down my wet slit. escort etimesgut Jumping as his fingers glide over my swollen clit. Moving his hand down further, dipping 2 fingers into my tight wet hole. Pumping them in and out slowly. My juices coating his fingers. Moving his body closer, his fingers still buried deep inside my pussy. I feel his cock probing against my puckered asshole. Looking at him in shock.

“Wha..What are you do doing?” I stuttered.

“You will see my sweet child, now just relax.” As soon as he said that I felt the tip of his cock spread the tight hole apart. I cried out from the pain.

“Relax, it won’t hurt for long.” He pushed a little more of his cock in. Letting my ass adjust to each inch. His fingers sliding in and out of my soaked pussy. I forgot about his cock as it was invading my virgin ass, as he pushed a third finger into my pussy. I began to relax, before I knew it he looked down at me and smiled.

“See I told you it wouldn’t hurt for long.” I then realized his hips were pressed against my ass. His cock buried in my tight ass. I felt him slowly pull his cock out, stopping and then slamming it back into my ass.

“Ohhhhh myyyy Godddddd.” I cried in pain, trying to relax again, focusing on his fingers as they rammed into my hole. He again pulled out of my ass slowly, then pounding his cock into my ass again. Fucking my ass with his hard cock, and my pussy with his fingers. His pace picking up, he began to fuck me harder, faster. My body was beginning to shake. Listening to his moans.

“Yessssssssssss Mmmmmmmmmm Immmmmmmm cummmmming.” He screamed as I felt his load fill my ass. My juices beginning to flow out of my pussy and down between my ass over his cock.

“Cummmmmmmmming.” I cried. Our bodies shaking, my hips bucking forward to meet this thrusts. His cum filling my ass. As my ass had finished milking the cum out of his cock, Jack looked at me and smiled. He withdrew his cock from my ass and laid down beside me, pressing his lips against my mouth, his tongue finding his way between my lips. Mmmmmmmmmm moaning softly into his mouth. I pulled away, looking at him.

“When my mom said introduce yourself to me, I am sure she didn’t mean this.” I began to giggle.

He smiled. “That’s ok it will be our own little secret.” He took me in his arms and held me for a little bit until the sun started to set. He got dressed and went back to his house.

We saw much more of each other that summer. I finally found out that he was 43 years old. Me being 20 I had never slept with a man that age. But I had planned on sleeping with one for the rest of the summer.

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It was the day after Justine returned from Italy. She and her brother lay on the bed in the bright midafternoon; his cock was firmly embedded inside her as he lay on top of her full contact, barely moving. She sighed, “Oh Justin, what a way to make a girl feel at home. I swear you’ve grown an inch or two.” She ground her hips, bringing a smile to his lips.

He whispers in her ear millimeters away. “You’re welcome, Justine. I was going to say you’ve gotten tighter if I didn’t know better.”

She smiled comfortably and whispered back, “I’m serious, you are bigger. You didn’t fill me up this much before I left.”

“Auntie Pru measured me last night: ten inches.”

She nodded her head. “I knew it: a late growth spurt. Feels so good to be under you again.”

“Nobody grinds her hips like you do, sis. It’s been too long since your heels were on my butt like this.” She dug them into him as they ground their crotches into each other.

She said, “How’s Auntie Pru, anyway? I remember that you’ve been helping her with more than the yard work, you little perv.”

“She’s been a real help with the college classes I’m taking. Every time I’ve had a big paper, she’s proofed it for me, and I’ve been doing her yard work.”

She gave him a disbelieving look, and a light smack on the backside. “You little perv, with the start you had, I bet you’ve made her your personal painslut by now.”

He giggled a little bit. “Well, you’re the one who told me about her. You’ve given me everything: my first peek at a naked girl, my first handjob, my first blowjob, my first fuck. You taught me how to lick tits and pussy. Why shouldn’t you give me Auntie Pru?

“Jealousy, maybe. I love what that woman let me do to her. Well, you’re the reason I came home and why I’m on the Pill. Got big news for you, but not yet. Oh, that monster feels so good inside me; it’s been too long, donkey dick.” She luxuriated and held his entire body against hers tightly as she ground her hips against him.

Justin whispered in her ear, “Do you wanna hear what we did last night? I took pictures.”

She gave him another playful smack. “Oh, you little horndog, yes, yes. Show and Tell time.”

He looked a bit confused. “While we’re fucking?”

She nodded. “Oh yes, the thought of Auntie Pru’s big white tits and what can be done to them makes me so wet. Unless your brain is so completely in your donkey dick you can’t function otherwise.”

“Okay. Let me grab the laptop and put it on the bed.” The laptop was on his night table and he was able to move it so they could both see it easily lying cheek to cheek without pulling away from her. He opened the folder and hit a couple of buttons. “Look there, wait, I’ll make it full screen.”

She made a face as his cheek lay heavily against hers. “Ow, you didn’t shave today. Your stubble is rough.”

“Shut up, you know you love it when we lie cheek to cheek. Anyway, the first picture is her lily white tits. She’s got her hands up over her head and sticking her chest out. Don’t they look sweet?”

“Mmmm, a trip down mammary lane.” He slapped her butt with a loud crack. “Ow! What was that for?”

“You deserved a smack on the ass for that line. Last night, we did things a little differently. She always loves getting this big white babies sore and red. . .”

“Yes, I just loved how she got so eager to pull out those tits for me to smack around. It became a habit.”

He nodded. “Yes, sister, I can tell how much you loved it; my dick is now twice as wet in your cunt. Well, this time I teased her a bit. Look at this pic.”

A pair breasts tied in a sincan escort figure eight with nylon rope appeared. “Purple?” she said. “Where did you learn to tie tits like that?”

“Online. Step by step instructions, including how purple to let them get. Wanna try it?” He said with a leer.

“Let me think about it, OK? God, I love your cock up my cunt. What’s next? Wow, I never knew her ass was so big. Your hand is a great perspective. How did it feel?”

“Soft as a baby’s bottom, well when I started it did. This is how it looked a couple of minutes later.”

“Nice pattern, Justin. Pump a little harder, won’t you babe? The pattern’s very symmetrical, what’s next? Oooh, that’s really getting red. The third is really angry. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. You did this with a belt?”

“Yeah, I always just use the belt on her, or my bare hand. The next thing I did was I fucked her doggy style, right then and there. It always takes her a while to get used to my massive meat in her cunt, see? It took five minutes to get up to the balls.”

“I know how she feels. Oh, oh, oh, oh, harder, sweetness, harder. Yes, yes, yes. Oh my god, did you butt fuck her next?”

“Oh yes, she came long before I was ready, so I pulled out of her cunt and fed it slowly up her ass. She howled like a banshee but she bucked harder against me than ever. Her ass was so tight: I took her ass cherry and it was wonderful.”

“That’s more than I want to do. You know, she’s a lesbian, or at least she was. I’m glad you’ve got a nice ass to fuck now. That must have stung like hell after you blistered her ass.”

“It did. She told me she never felt anything like that before and orgasmed again when I came up her butt. Oh sis, you’re getting close, aren’t you?”

“Yes, let’s flip over so we can make the moment last.” They managed to switch without disengaging. “Yes, it’s so good to ride this donkey dick again.” She began bucking as she rode him more and more urgently.

Justin looked at the breasts hanging in his face and said, “Sis, I think your tits have gotten bigger. Did you get an operation?”

“No, of course not, silly,” she gasped between strokes.

“I think you’re lying.”

She gave him a wicked grin. “Well, check it out for yourself.”

“I will.” He started to massage her breasts, gently at first, then more energetically as she kept pumping him. “Still nice and firm, nothing feels foreign here. Have to check the nipples close up.” He leaned forward to engulf her left breast.

“Mmmm, your tongue work is getting better. Ah, a little bite, mmmm. You can do that again. Yes, yes.”

“Well, I’ve had a couple of tasty ones to practice on. Auntie Pru lets me really chop on her nipples before I beat them. And after.”

“Is that what you did after you buttfucked her?”

“No, first she got a basin and washed off my dick. Nice, warm soapy water, she got every bit of shit off it and her touch was so gentle. Then she dried it in a warm fluffy towel. Here’s the pictures.” A flick of his finger brought up images of a hand, a washcloth, a basin of brown water and Justin’s cock.

“Wow, she got your brown trouser snake cleaned up real good.” Twitches of ecstasy crossed her face “That’s such a lovely monster, it’s nice to see what’s inside me.”

“Wait, slut sister, there’s more,” and he reached out to touch a button for the next image.

Justine and Justin ground their hips against each other a few moments before he reached over to the laptop. Another flick brought up another image. Justine was enrapt: “Oh, here’s my favorite: tits with a hint of red. I guess sincan escort bayan you did turn her loose eventually.”

He nodded. “I sure did; massaging the blood back into them is a treat, too. She says it’s like a thousand pins and needles and they’re always super sensitive right after they’re released. That’s something she’d never done before but always dreamed of when she downloaded those movies from the Net. Here’s another stage of red, and here’s real red.”

“I made them that red, then I loved to feel her up. Her skin was so hot under my hands, oo, ooo, oooooooooo.”

“Almost, Justine, almost there. A little orgasm, big one coming.” Another loud crack of a hand against bare flesh filled the room. “Okay, I’ll own up to that bad pun, you can even hit my butt again. Next, I did the undersides of her tits.”

She smiled in ecstasy. “Auntie Pru is a real painsult about the underside of her tits. I loved making her hold her own nipples high so I could get at them.”

“Maybe you’d like to be on the receiving end sometime?”

Justine looked thoughtful. He gave her right nipple a playful tweak, which brought a wince. “Maybe, donkey dick, maybe. Spank me.”

A sharp crack rang out, and Justine smiled. “Again, again.” Two more slaps assaulted Justine’s firm round ass and left their marks. “That’s wonderful, turn it red, baby bro, turn it red.”

“Of course, I always do what my big sister tells me.” They bucked as his hands made their harsh music on her tanned backside, turning the light mocha skin to sunburn red. Her head wobbled as she rode him hard and her tits jiggled merrily. She smiled down and said, “Now, give me a tit slap or two.”

A frightened look filled his face. “While you’re riding me like this? I feel very exposed.”

She smiled, “If I don’t like it, I won’t take it out on you; this is my idea. Smack my tits.”

He gave her breasts a couple of light, experimental slaps. “Goodness, you like this, I’m getting drenched again. A little more?”

She bit her lip. “Yes, keep doing that, harder, more.” He started easily, but as she bucked him harder, and her face contorted in bliss he kept slapping her breasts and twisting her nipples until at last she broke into a mammoth scream, bucking wildly like a cowboy on a steer as her orgasm took her for several minutes. The intensity lasted until it burned out suddenly, letting her drop limply on his torso with a thud, knocking a breath out of him.

He was amazed. “That’s the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had, sis. You’re completely loose and landed on me pretty hard. Glad we’re alone in the house; never thought having the parents forced to live abroad after an embezzlement scandal was such a good thing. We’d have never gotten away with this if they were down the hall; it was all we could do to get away with those handjobs while I licked your slit.”

She turned her eyes to his, face to face and a broad, weary smile creased her face. Panting heavily she said, “My God, Justin, that was so powerful. Lordie, you’ve still got a steel bar down there. Guess I’ll have to finish you off with a blowjob. Let me catch my breath. Tell me about what else you did to her while I suck your nuts out.”

He held her ear as she started devouring him while looking at the laptop screen. “Look at the next pics, I held her tits up one at a time and went over the undersides of them. Then I got a special rig that I do with her nipple clamps and chain.” She moved down to his crotch and started licking his balls, moving his cock out of the way and keeping her eyes glued to the laptop screen. “Mmmm, tea escort sincan bagging, it’s not just for breakfast anymore. I got her nipples hard, clipped them together tight and then titfucked her like a maniac. See how I set her up; oh, oh, those lovely red orbs held so close and the nipples are almost smack against each other the way I’ve wrapped the chain. She licked my cock every time it popped out, oh yes, yes, yes, yes, like you are, and howled the whole time. Then I gave her a huge pearl necklace, like, like, like, like, like, oh, oh, oh, oh, yes sis, my god your mouth is so good! Yes, yes, yes, drink it all down, it’s good for you. Mmmmm. Aaaahhhh. Oh, nobody teases my cockhead after I come like you do, ooh, ooh, ooh. Aaaaahhhh.”

She kept at her task until she was certain that he had nothing more to give her. “I’m glad you like that. You always taste so good, little brother, I could lick your peppermint stick all day long. Wow, that huge load of white cum on Auntie Pru’s big red tits looks so yummy. What did you do next?”

“I rubbed it all over her tits; she says it’s more soothing than her favorite lotion and almost as good as my aloe vera mix. Then I ate her pussy until her screams peeled the paint off the walls.”

She smiled and whacked him softly on the butt. “You’re such a softy; I never did anything like that for her.”

“Well, I always think I owe her to finish her up like that. Gratitude like that has worked; we’ve been having sessions like that ever since she first whipped off her blouse for me, and she’s always glad to see me. I think she’s grateful to have someone she trusts make her feel good.”

“Well, baby bro, I’m moving back home for good; no more boarding schools, no more study abroad. We don’t have to worry about whether anything; we’ve got our pile. I want that donkey dick of yours every day I can get it.”

“Great, you can have my donkey dick anytime.”

“What are you going to do with the time you’re not fucking me, besides run the club?”

“Well, I’ve still got my private waxing business for Mom’s friends. I think I’m going to keep doing it: they all feel sorry for us and you never know when we might need a favor from one of them. Senator Biggs likes his wife hairless, as does Judge Marchant.”

“Is that Judge Cecil Marchant who presided over Mom and Dad’s case and sentenced them to fifteen years apiece in absentia?”

“Oh, yes. You never know what contacts you’ll need when. Besides, I love watching those sorry old bitches squirm.”

“You’re wicked, baby bro.”

They lay there a few moments, stroking each other’s skin. Justin said, “What about Auntie Pru? She’s been so sweet to us, like a mother.”

“Well, Mom didn’t let us turn her butt red and torture her tits twice a week, although that would have been fun.”

“Why don’t we invite her over for supper next Friday? I’ll fix one of my gourmet meals and she’ll be dessert. I have some wonderful ideas how we could double team her. Auntie Pru is family and it would be a nice change of pace to include her in our little sessions If it works out, we’ll make it a family tradition.”

She shook her head. “Being away from you so long, I want to keep you for myself for awhile. No sharing: no Auntie Pru and no gummers from Aunt Adele. At least for two or three months.”

“How the hell did you find out about that?”

She grinned inanely. “I have my sources. I’ll let you go back to them eventually; Auntie Pru can take care of you whenever you need to get some buttfucking out of your system.”

“Oh, sis, don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it.”

Justine looked sharply at Justin. “Taking that monster down my throat and up my cunt is all the bliss I can handle from that monster between your legs. Anyway, she’s been such a good aunt and we’ll make it up to her eventually.”

They smiled at each other wickedly, spat in their palms and shook hands. “Agreed.”

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I settle in to my new home and new life

***

Author’s note:

The setting for this story could prove disturbing or challenging to many readers. I make no apology for that; how you respond is entirely your choice. However, I hasten to add that the story is not based on any sect, cult or other group, nor is any offence directed at any group in particular or towards groups of this nature in general. The story is entirely fictitious and bears no relationship to any group or organization to my knowledge,

I have based the story on the song “Master Jack” whose lyrics were written by David Marks, the original song being released in South Africa in 1967 by Four Jacks and a Jill. I have attempted to interpret the message from this song since then and note that there are a variety of interpretations described in various pages accessible through Google. The interpretation I have placed upon the lyrics is a fictitious account and is not derived from any ideas recorded online of which I am aware.

As usual, I do not condone, approve of or suggest that any activity depicted in this story is attempted in real life. It is, as I say, fiction and nobody in the story is based on or is meant to represent any person in real life. Any such likeness is purely coincidental.

Other than that, enjoy.

*****

The loader helped me up, sat me in a seat, then closed the door. Immediately the wind in the cabin dropped and the roar of the machine was slightly muted. He fitted my seat belt and a helmet with microphone, attended to Cedric, then sat and fastened himself in.

“Thanks very much, Pete and Ryan,” said Cedric, his voice audible in my earphones, “I didn’t expect it to be that close. Another few seconds and we’d have been caught.”

“No problems,” said Pete, who must be the pilot, “All in a day’s work, as you know.”

I heard Cedric chuckle and wondered just what he really did for a living. He obviously knew these guys well, but that could all come later. I noticed my body was shaking with adrenaline from the escape. Then I relaxed, reached for Cedric’s hand and watched the moonlit landscape pass beneath us as we flew to I knew not where.

Despite, or possibly because of, the excitement, noise and time, I drifted off to sleep and was awakened by Cedric gently stroking my cheek. Once my eyes were open, he unfastened and lifted off my helmet. Almost silence. I grinned up at him.

“Where are we?”

“Home. This is where I live.”

Ryan opened the door and we all clambered outside into the relatively chill air. It was only then I became aware that I was hardly dressed for the environment, but Cedric wrapped his coat around me and escorted me to the large mansion a short distance away. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Pete and Ryan tending to the helicopter, fitting wheels to the skids before wheeling it into the large shed beside what I took to be a helicopter pad. So, Cedric had his own helicopter, I surmised, or maybe he was just staying here. I didn’t know and was too tired to find out right now.

Once inside, Cedric escorted me to a comfortable bedroom, helped me remove my few pieces of clothing and bundled me into the large bed. I didn’t sleep immediately but looked about curiously as he readied himself for bed in the adjacent bathroom. Then he cuddled in beside me, kissed me goodnight and we both slept.

It was late in the morning when we awoke. I climbed out of bed to use the bathroom, then returned to embrace Cedric, lying on his body, feeling his erect cock exploring between my legs as we kissed sexily.

“Is this your house?” I asked inquisitively.

“Yes, honey, I’ve lived here for about 6 years now.”

“It’s huge,” I replied, “From what I’ve seen of it anyway.”

“It’s huge,” he agreed, “But I don’t live here alone.”

“Oh, who else lives here?”

“Well, for a start there’s my wife, Evie,” he replied with a grin. Wife, I thought, he’s married? Yet he still came to the club to buy a girl for the night? He continued: “Then there’s her boyfriend, Cliff who is groundsman and his wife, Sal, who is cook, as well as her boyfriend, Pete, who flew the chopper.” What sort of crazy, mixed up family was this, I wondered? “Then, of course, there’s the staff; a maid, Alice, who isn’t attached to anyone but shares everyone, and Ryan, the loader who you’ve met, and day staff to run the business.”

“What’s the business?” I asked, too numbed to formulate deeper relationship questions.

“I started a small business servicing offshore drilling rigs. The business grew and we now have several employees, plus the helicopter crew, Ryan and Pete, who you met. We hire in contractors if we need them.”

“So, how come you can arrange my escape, bring me to your home and sleep with me for what was left of the night when you have a wife?”

He chuckled and I felt his cock ease its way inside me before he answered. I kissed him again, feeling my hips begin to move back and forth, seemingly of their own accord.

“Evie, my wife, and I have a very flexible relationship. We both agree that eryaman escort we can have other partners, and do, regularly. Evie’s boyfriend, Cliff, is the groundsman and his wife, Sal, is the cook, so Evie and Cliff will be sharing tonight, while Pete will be in Sal’s bed. If you can count, and I’m sure you can, you’ll see that we’re a female short in our happy family. We’re all hopeful that you’ll fill that vacancy.”

Right now, I felt my vacancy was well and truly filled as Cedric was meeting my hip movements, thrusting into me deeply as our breathing deepened and became more rapid. He moved his hands to my breasts, cupping them, squeezing the nipples, which he knew I loved. Sensations shot through my body, straight to my clit then to my brain as I moved harder and faster, demanding more sensations, more arousal. He pushed me more upright, forcing my clit against the root of his cock. I rocked my hips harder, pushing myself to my orgasm and screaming as waves of release washed over me. As though from a distance I felt his hot cum filling me as he held my hips and pushed them back and forth. It was over in a few seconds, it seemed, and I collapsed back onto him, kissing him and nuzzling into his neck. I noted that he reached out and pushed a button on the side table.

The door opened and I instinctively tried to draw the sheet over me, but he held it in place so the woman who entered the room saw us both naked and connected. I turned my head and looked at her, noting her very casual mode of dress, a triangular piece of fabric tied around her waist, reaching to her knee on one side and just covering her pussy. Clearly, she wore nothing underneath and her evenly tanned breasts showed they were used to being free.

“Elizabeth, meet Sal; Sal, this is Elizabeth. As I explained a few minutes ago, Sal is the wife of my wife’s boyfriend.”

Sal laughed out loud, then she sat beside us on the bed and hugged me as I lay on Cedric, his softening cock still inside me.

“Pleased to meet you,” said Sal formally, “I’m sure you’ll just love living here with us, judging by what Cedric’s told us about you. I’ll bring you your breakfast.”

She rose off the bed and wheeled in a trolley with several plates of food and a steaming pot of coffee. Suddenly I felt hungry and Cedric rolled me off him, sat up and began serving breakfast on our plates.

“I’ll leave you to it,” said Sal.

“No, stay with us and you can chat with Elizabeth while we eat.”

Sal sat on the bed and I quickly lost my shyness; sitting naked on a bed having just made love to your lover while chatting to the wife of your lover’s wife’s boyfriend is a certain way to enable connections to develop quickly. I told her a little about the commune and Master Jack, then about Cedric rescuing me last night. By the end of breakfast, we were like old friends.

“Thanks, Sal, that was a delicious breakfast as always. Would you like to take Elizabeth on a tour so she won’t get too lost? I’ve a few things to do this morning so will meet you for a late lunch in a couple of hours. Elizabeth, please ask Sal anything you wish and maybe she’ll have a job for you in the kitchen when it’s time to prepare lunch.”

“That’s fine,” I replied, still a little perplexed from lack of sleep, the excitement of my escape, the information I’d learned and, deep down, I recognized a mourning for losing friends in the commune and, especially, Master Jack, who I now realized had become a mentor for me. “Thanks, Sal.”

Sal helped me off the bed then suggested a shower. Cedric was in the en-suite shower, so Sal led me down a hallway to a larger bathroom with two shower cubicles and several large fluffy towels on the vanity.

“Help yourself,” she said, waving her arm at everything. “If you need anything just call my name and I’ll return. The kitchen is just down the hall so I’ll hear you.”

The shower felt wonderful and I soon felt clean and comfortable, warm and dry. I then realized I had no clothes except what I was wearing last night. I called down the hall for Sal, who arrived in a few seconds.

“I don’t have anything to wear,” I told her.

She simply put her arms out sideways and spun around. “I don’t have much either. Around here we don’t overdress, in fact often we don’t dress at all. I usually wear a lap dress like I am, or a lappy we call them, we don’t cover our boobs and we don’t get embarrassed by naked teaspoons either; both are for feeding babies.” She laughed and I joined in, appreciating the humor. “So, come with me.”

She gestured and I followed, my towel still wrapped around me. Sal grinned over her shoulder. “You can lose the towel unless you really do have something unusual to hide, like two pussies or three tits.”

I realized I was being over-cautious, so removed the towel as I walked, enjoying the feeling and slight trepidation of walking naked around a strange house. Sal led me to the bedroom I slept in last night and walked to a large wardrobe and threw open the doors. “Cedric estimated your size and ordered these on approval from the escort eryaman clothing shop we use. Sort through them, separate out what you like and would wear and what you wouldn’t be seen dead in. You’ll find some lappy skirts there too, so if you want you can put one on now, if not, and you wish to remain naked, that’s all good too, and if you want to wear something more substantial, feel free.”

I was stunned, not only by the range of clothing but by Cedric’s forethought in obtaining these for me. My instinct in a strange place would be to wear something more covering, but if every woman wore a lappy, then I would stand out. I’d try a lappy, I decided, and chose a pale blue one, then wrapped it around my waist and tied the ends.

“How do I look?” I asked Sal, who had watched the whole procedure.

“Yeah, cool. You look like you belong here. So, sort through the clothes during the next few days, no hurry. Come out to the kitchen when you’re ready.”

Sal turned and walked towards the kitchen and, with a glance at the clothing, I followed her. I spent much of the rest of the morning and early afternoon talking with Sal, finding out more about this place, the relationships that existed, and what she knew of where I fitted into this whole scheme. I found that Cedric had been searching for another young woman to fit into the family and that he had discussed me with the whole family and gained approval before he planned last night’s escapade. The family had heard about the rescue from Pete and Ryan and were thrilled that it had all worked out. She also mentioned that there was a huge welcome party planned for me next Saturday night, when all the family and many friends came together and it was to be a no-holds-barred orgy.

“They really are lots of fun,” she said, “And quite exhausting, making love with countless partners in lots of ways all night long. Some people are into BDSM so we cater for them as well. Have you explored that aspect of sexuality?”

“A little. Master Jack whipped me hard once, and I wouldn’t like to repeat that, at least at that intensity, but otherwise, not a great deal.”

I noticed when I had mentioned Master Jack, I had a feeling of sadness that I had left his commune. It seemed strange that, having been released from servitude to him, I should find that a part of me missed the camaraderie. I guessed that feeling was akin to the Stockholm Syndrome, when people who had been kidnapped often ended up siding with their captors. Sal cast me a quick glance at my silence and I turned my face away.

“You miss him already, don’t you?”

“No, well, actually, yes, I do a bit; no, a lot. I didn’t think I would. When I was there it wasn’t like I felt trapped. Instead, I felt needed; I felt he needed me, I had a place in the community. All that’s gone and the place inside me where that was is now empty. So, I guess I try to fill it with what I know, because that’s less scary than what I don’t know.”

She put her arm around me and kissed me on the cheek. “Yes, I understand. Before I married Cliff, I was in a dysfunctional and dependent relationship with a guy. Cliff rescued me from that, though not as dramatically as Cedric rescued you, and it took several months, or even years, for me to get over the dependency. There is something addictive and constricting about being needed. Being wanted is great, being needed is disempowering. I think Cedric has arranged for some deprogramming for you; he knows a really great guy who does this. He helped me a lot when I first came here.”

At the late lunch, I met the family. It was a little daunting, but reassuring at the same time. All the women were dressed like I was, the men wearing loin cloths, the male equivalent of the female garments. They all seemed to know a great deal about me, were sympathetic to my previous situation, and were overjoyed to meet me at last. I found it quite overwhelming being engaged in several conversations at once with people I had only just met, but their friendship and support was amazing.

I helped Sal clean up after the meal, then she took me on a tour of the property. She showed me her suite, then Evie’s suite. “I guess that the room you slept in last night will become your suite with whoever you choose to sleep with. That, of course, can vary from night to night. It’s very convenient having minimal clothing because then you don’t need to have a mobile wardrobe to sleep in someone else’s suite.”

We walked outside and Sal showed me the large pool, with someone swimming lengths. “Feel like a swim?” she asked.

It was certainly hot enough so I stripped off my lappy and we dived into the cool water. It was the first time I’d swum since well before I’d gone to the commune and the feeling was divine. I gently surfaced and swam two leisurely lengths before resting against the side of the pool between Sal and the guy who had been in the pool when we arrived. I recognized him as Ryan, the loader on the chopper.

“Hi Ryan, thanks so much for rescuing me last night.”

“My pleasure. Pleased the operation eryaman escort bayan was successful, although it was pretty touch and go for a short time. How’re you finding the place?”

“Great, thanks, Sal’s been showing me round.”

“Good. I had to go to town with Alice so we missed lunch, but I’m guessing you met everyone else there, right?”

“Yes, although I’m not sure I could put names to faces in a line up.”

“It’s not too difficult after a few days. So, what’s your specialty? I’m just curious because Cedric doesn’t recruit anyone without a reason, and you must have been very special for him to risk last night’s operation.”

“Oh, I don’t know. I met him at the commune I was at. I guess you could say my specialty is making love to Cedric, because before last night that was all I’d done with him.”

“Oh, that’ll do it. Cedric’s a bit like that with the ladies. Means he took a shine to you though; lucky girl.”

“So long as Evie doesn’t get jealous,” I replied.

“Yeah, it’s a strange set of relationships here. Probably best described as polyamory, loving more than one partner. Probably how the world was meant to be. Imagine a world like this; no jealousy, no possessiveness. Absolutely wonderful. Guess we can only do what we can only do and start small right here and now. By the way, in case you’re wondering, Alice and I are lovers also, but we’re by no means exclusive in our relationship. Share and share alike, that’s our motto.” He grinned, eyeing me up and down for a few seconds. “I can see I’m going to have to pry you away from Cedric sometime soon.”

I looked him over quickly, as a potential lover not simply a naked acquaintance I chanced to meet in a pool, and was impressed by the size of his semi-hard cock, even knowing that it would be magnified by the water. “Yeah, sounds good, but you’ll have to arrange it with Cedric.”

“Oh, that’s easy, eh Sal. Nobody objects to another wanting to borrow their wife or lover. That would be very unfriendly. Sometimes we have threesomes or even foursomes as well. Be better now with another woman in the pool, so to speak, not this pool in particular.” He laughed at his joke. “Then once every few months we have an orgy. I think there’s one in your honor next weekend.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Sal confirmed, then sighed. “I hope you’ll be able to help with cooking for it, Elizabeth.”

“My pleasure,” I replied.

“Time I left you two gorgeous ladies,” said Ryan, looking at his watch, “We’ve got a flight this afternoon to a rig so it’s business as usual.”

We watched as he climbed out of the pool, scorning the steps and hoisting himself over the wall. It was an interesting view, looking up between his legs at his cock waving in the air above his large ball sac.

“See you soon,” he said as he turned and walked away.

“You’ll love him,” said Sal once he was out of earshot, “All the women do. A great lover.”

We swam a bit more then climbed out, using the steps, and collected our lappies, holding them as we dried in the sun while we returned to the kitchen.

“We’ve decided on a theme for the party,” Sal informed me as we prepared food for supper, “It’s going to be a Pearl Panty Party.”

I looked at her quizzically. “Pearl panties? What are they?”

She looked at me with a grin. “Finish the prep work and I’ll show you.”

We finished preparing the meal, leaving the cold dishes ready and covered, while the hot food was prepared and ready to cook. We washed our hands, removed our aprons and I followed Sal to her suite. She opened a drawer and pulled out two pairs of panties, a red and a black, although there was very little of them to actually be colored. She handed me the red pair and I noticed that it was simply a contoured waist elastic with a loop of thin elastic designed to pass through the crotch. The thin elastic had many small spheres threaded on it. I looked at Sal with an obvious question on my face.

“Put them on,” she told me, “Then we’ll go for a walk.”

I put them on under my lappy, then noticed that she had removed her lappy, so I did also. Then Sal knelt down in front of me and repositioned the crotch strap, spreading my labia so the pearls sat right into my love trench.

“That’s lots better. Now, let’s go for a little walk.”

As soon as we started walking, I could feel what was going to happen. The pearls moved between my lips and particularly over my clit, causing immediate stimulation. I kept walking; I didn’t want to stop. Once we were outside, Sal asked how I was feeling.

“Aroused,” I replied, “I wouldn’t have thought that such a simple device could be so stimulating.”

“Let’s go for a short jog,” she replied, taking my hand and increasing our speed.

The jogging motion caused greater stimulation, sending pangs of arousal from my clit. I felt I needed to stop because it was so stimulating, yet another part of me wanted to keep going, faster, harder. We did neither; we both kept a steady jogging pace. I looked at the steadfast look on Sal’s face and knew that she was feeling exactly what I was. I wondered how long I could continue and what the end point would be. I imagined myself collapsing onto the ground, writhing in ecstatic orgasm. Probably overstated, I thought, although I couldn’t see us simply heading home and removing the panties without some form of release.

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The first time I spoke to Maria was online, she had the most amazing personality, she was bubbly and kind and I grew very fond of her very quickly. We had both just come out of relationships and we both understood each other very well. Maria was 6 years my senior, but it never made a difference when we communicated. After many weeks of chatting online, I finally plucked up the courage to ask Maria to dinner.

We were both a bit cautious to begin with but after talking about the situation for a while, we decided we would give it a try. The first problem we encountered was that we lived miles apart, after some discussion we decided that we would meet half way, I decided that I was going to stop the night in a local hotel and offered to arrange somewhere for Maria to stay. Maria declined insisting to make her own arrangements.

As the day came closer, I booked my room and dinner in the hotel restaurant for two. I got my dinner jacket, packed a few overnight essentials and drove to the hotel. Once I had checked in, I groomed myself and got dressed.

My phone rang and I answered to find it was Maria. Maria had arrived early and was waiting for me in the hotel lobby. I invited Maria to come up to the room as we had at least 30 minutes before our reservation. I quickly tidied all my stuff off the bed as there was a knock on the door.

As I opened the door Maria stood there looking absolutely fabulous. Maria was 5ft 5 and a size 16, she had beautiful short red hair and her lips were covered in a vibrant red lipstick. Maria’s eyes were a beautiful blue and her eye shadow complimented her sparkly eyes. I greeted Maria with a hug and gentle kiss on the cheek, her cheek was soft and smooth like silk, as my lips caressed her skin I felt lightning travel through my lips, which sent a tremble down my spine. Her curvy body embraced mine and I could feel the pounding of her heart on my chest. As I moved away I noticed that Maria was dressed in a long black skirt and a sleeveless sparkly top. She looked absolutely beautiful and I was just smitten in an instant.

We made conversation for the time we had waiting for our reservation and then made our way down to the restaurant for dinner. Over dinner we talked about everything from our past to our future. Maria was very intelligent and just as creative I found. We discussed how we had reached this point where we felt comfortable to meet, during the conversation I asked Maria where she was staying and she told me that she had plans to drive back that evening after dinner. We finished dinner about 8 and I invited Maria back to the room for some coffee. Maria accepted my invitation, so I ordered coffee and desert to be sent to the room.

We got to the room and found that room service was waiting outside, the waitress came in and set the coffee and desert on table and then left. We drank coffee and finished our desert and chatted for a few hours, totally forgetting about time. When we realised what time it was Maria prepared to leave. I asked Maria not to drive so late at night and to stop at the hotel where I was staying. After some persuasion, she agreed that it was a very late and not safe for her to travel so far so late at night. I rang the hotel reception to see if they had any rooms available for Maria, but unfortunately they were fully booked. After informing Maria of this we agreed that it was best for her to stay in my room, keçiören escort Maria could sleep on the bed and I would sleep on the sofa.

The next problem we had was that Maria had no night wear; she had just come along for dinner so was not prepared. I leant Maria my t-shirt to put on and decided it would be best if I kept the shorts for myself. Maria made her way to the bathroom and emerged 5 minutes later, she had my white t shirt on and underneath I could see her blue and black lace corset, and the only thing covering her modesty was a small black and blue lace thong. The colour’s of her underwear complimenting her pink flesh. This wonderful view was enough to arouse my mind even further and I could feel myself getting turned on, my cock was bursting against the inside of my boxers, feeling confined , needing space to stretch itself.

Maria looked across at me and started to blush, I knew straight away she had noticed the stirring in my boxers. My erection was now clearly viewable and my boxers were soaked and getting transparent. As I turned away to look out the window, Maria wrapped her arms around my waist and then up over my flat stomach, the touch from her skin and nails sending a tingling sensation all over, she moved in closer running her hands up to my chest, her t-shirt covered body touching against my back. I could feel the softness of her breast and the wires of the corset on my back, her warm body made blood rush all through my body, my hair was on edge and my sensations had been awakened, I could feel her hot breath on my back. I ran my hands up the outside of Maria’s arms, sending shivers through her body, I placed my hands on hers, and Maria was stroking my chest. I moved her hands off my body and turned around, facing Maria. We looked into each other’s eyes and I leant forward to kiss her on her lips, as I leant forward to kiss Maria she obliged and we embraced slowly, her lips were smooth and soft and tasted off the chocolate cake she had had for desert, as I kissed her, she let go of my hands and ran her fingers slowly over my chest, every time she touched, my body reacted. She ran her hands all the way up my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck, her hands on my head pulling me into her sweet gentle kiss.

As we kissed my hands embraced her body, holding her by the waist, running over her wired silk corset, the lace sending individual shivers through my body, I traced the outline of her corset and followed it round her waist and down to Maria’s curvy bottom. With only a thong covering her cheeks I cupped and caressed and stroked every part of her bottom, it was warm to the touch and covered in dimples, every time I stroked her bottom she would gently moan with pleasure, moving into my body, my cock was rubbing against the front of her thong and the moisture had started to seep through and mark Maria’s thong.

Maria had moved away from kissing me know and had slowly started to kiss her way down my neck, as she placed her kisses over my neck, I began to feel light headed and dizzy, every kiss led to a mind tingling sensation flowing through my body, her hot breath sending shivers through my body, she kissed her way down to my nipples and then placed them in her moist hot mouth, her warm tongue tickling my nipples, and then she bit my nipple gently sending me over the edge, I couldn’t control my body and I just shot a keçiören escort bayan hot lad of cum in my boxer shorts. Maria felt cum spurt out all in my boxers and it was seeping through the whole in the front. As I orgasm against her warm body she wrapped her arms around my waist and dug her nails into my back, forcing more and more cum out of my throbbing cock. She moved away from my body looking me in the eye menacingly, my cum had soaked my boxers and had ended up all over the t-shirt covering Maria’s body. She moved closer to me again and placed her warm hands on my chest and pushed me gently, I lost my balance and fell into the sofa. Maria was still looking me in the eye as she took my t-shirt in her hands and removed it over her head. Revealing her 38GG breasts, her corset struggling to contain them as they attempted to burst their way out, her nipples erect and standing to attention, pushing away at the fabric, showing their shape, whilst being contained modestly. Maria dropped to her knees and started to kiss her way up my legs, gently switching from side to side as she got closer and closer to my cum soaked boxers, her fingers running up the outside of my leg, then all of a sudden Maria grabbed my cock hard. Maria squeezed my flaccid cock and then placed a gentle kiss on the head, a kiss so gentle, yet full of such spark that I began to get erect again.

She grabbed my boxers at the side and pulled them off, leaving me vulnerable and naked in front of her. But her plan was to take it slow, she rose to her feet and stood in front of me, slowly unlacing her corset, letting me watch her every move. Every time I got close enough to touch she pushed me away. Her breasts were bursting the lace open, trying to break free so I could ravage them. As she undid the bottom of her corset, her breasts finally broke free; her nipples were large and brown, rising to attention in the shadowed lights of our hotel room.

Maria slowly edged forward, spreading her legs either side of me, straddling me looking me in the eye, she cupped her breast in her hand as she wriggled her way closer to me, the warmth of her body, running like a hot iron all over my legs as she got closer, my jaw gaped open as she placed her erect nipple on the edge of my lips, she rubbed her erect nipples all over my desperate waiting lips, caressing, electrifying.

She slowly leant forward placing her large nipples into my wet mouth, her body on fire, my body on fire, I gently rubbed her nipples with my lips, covering them in my warm saliva, as I suckled them, she forced her breasts further and further into my mouth, until I could swallow no more, un-cupping her breast as she laid it in my mouth, she left out a soft moan, a moan that sent the blood flowing through my veins at the speed of light, my cock growing to attention once again, rubbing against her juice soaked thong.

She ran her hands down her body and round towards her bottom, reaching for my hard cock. My cock was throbbing, hungry, craving for her soft hands to ravage, stroke and rub it hard. Then, she grabbed my cock hard in her hand and squeezed, the pain immense, but so pleasurable, that my cock just throbbed even more. Maria rubbed and squeezed my cock against her soaked pussy. Her juices soaking through the fabric and running down my throbbing exposed cock. My cock could feel her pussy throbbing in anticipation escort keçiören of me, all the while my mouth being charged with sucking, biting and licking her breast.

Maria took her hands off my throbbing cock and pulled her thong to one side, exposing her pussy to my throbbing cock. She made a grab for my cock again, this time placing it at the entrance to her wet pussy, her juices running down my head, and her warm blood fill lips covering the tip, with a slow gentle action, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock, her hot moist inviting pussy, sucking my cock in, hungry and craving it. Her throbbing muscles, grasping, milking my throbbing cock. She let out a groan of pleasure as I filled her, removing her breast from my mouth, as the pleasure of my cock satisfied her desires.

As her desire and hunger for cock took over, she started to thrust harder and harder, her eyes closed, her sweat covered body, rubbing against mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her head on my shoulder as she twisted and snaked her curvaceous hips. The hot, smooth walls of her pussy, caressing, massaging and enjoying my throbbing cock. Every move, made me long for her even more, my hands were running all over her body as she hugged and fucked me at the same time.

My hands scratched and rubbed her back as we thrust with pleasure, tracing the outline of her beautiful warm body. Making my way down to her bottom, taking a cheek in each hand, massaging it, spreading it, running my hand through the crease of her bottom, tickling her wet ass, her juices flowing freely, over her erogenous zones, all over me and the sofa. I circled the rim of her ass slowly with my finger; she was warm, soaked in pussy juices, her gaping ass, inviting my finger to enter her as she thrust my cock.

Maria’s bum hole gently started to swallow my finger, sucking it in, asking for more. Some gentler rimming led to her bum hole sucking in two fingers, she was horny lady, and she loved having both her holes filled at the same time. She slowly raised her pussy up removing my throbbing cock. She once again searched it with her eager fingers.

Grabbing my cock she worked it over to the entrance to her ass, and without any effort, swallowed my entire cock into her ass, shrieking with delight, her moans and groans echoing through the walls of the hotel room.

Up and down she slid as her ass, milked my eager throbbing cock, fucking her hard, she pranced up and down like a wild buck. Harder and harder she rode my cock in her ass, twisting, jumping and squirming it into touching her every desires. Her hand rubbing her clit all over, juices splashing all over me. Maria had gone into a pleasure zone of her own; this was now all about her pleasures being fulfilled, she rode harder and harder, and her ass squeezing my cock for every ounce of pleasure.

Then she moved her hands away from her pussy, and squirted like she had wet herself all over me, her juices covering everything from me, to the sofa and the carpet, sending me over the edge, making me explode into her hot ass, my cum dripping down, mixing with her pussy juice.

Maria wrapped her arms around me, kissing me, her wet lips caressing mine, her tongue, exploring the inside of my mouth. This was not what was supposed to happen between us, we were supposed to be friends meeting for dinner, and our friendship had gone beyond its limits.

As we embraced each other that night, we both knew we didn’t want that night to end, but what we had experienced together was just the beginning that night, a night that we would both never forget, a night that had not come to an end at that point, but had merely begun, just like our desires for each other…

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NOTE: For those of you joining us for the first time, this story is a vignette from Rubirosa’s series “C*ck Star.” The chronicle focuses upon the private life of a public figure.

As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, Samson lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. This story focuses on our hero’s early adventures when he was just an everyday high school gigolo and championship bodybuilder by the name of ‘Lance Leo.’

Lance has just turned 18. Like many seniors at Peoria Tech, he plays football, smokes pot, and dates cheerleaders. He listens to hip-hop but prefers heavy metal bands. He scored in the 38thpercentile on his SAT’s. His GPA hovers just below a 2.3. Lance wears Magnum XL condoms and is able to sleep with any woman he desires. This is his story.

*****

August 31, 2013: Peoria, IL

“Let me ask you once last time,” stated the naval officer. “Do you understand the consequences of becoming Lance’s guardian?”

Jane rolled her eyes. She knew he would tell her the same thing as his superior did yesterday. However, Jane had served under guys like Lieutenant Smith so she just nodded. The Iraq vet knew their meeting would end faster if she kept her mouth shut.

“Lance Leo is not a child anymore, Ms. Hawthorne. He turned eighteen years old as of last week. Therefore, you are under no legal obligation to care for him. I know you knew his father so this is a very generous offer on your behalf. We respect your devotion to Captain Leo, God bless him.”

Jane stifled a sigh of exasperation. Smith was staring at her tits. Despite two daughters, the blonde cougar still had the body of a twenty-five year old. Jane had kept up her military exercise regimen long after she received her honorable discharge.

“I need hardly mention that Lance has undergone some difficult years,” he continued “However, we can’t discuss his background in too much detail. His work with the government remains classified.”

Indeed, it was. The recruiting officers nabbed him at an early age. His father died in the Middle East so they didn’t need a consent form. And Lance didn’t go to basic training either. The CIA knew he had inherited his father’s genetic makeup. Besides shooting up to six-and-a-half feet tall by 16, he possessed very low levels of Myostatin in his blood. Scientists believed the protein set a limit on an individual’s muscle growth. Without Myostatin, Lance experienced a rare condition known as ‘muscle hypertrophy’ that resulted in reduced body fat and increased muscle size. As a teen, he acquired twice the usual amount of muscle of a Navy SEAL at peak fitness.

Lance would have made a formidable warrior but Uncle Sam got greedy. They tricked him into participating in a medical study for engineering biologically enhanced soldiers. The experimental drug boosted testosterone levels far higher than any known steroid on the market. Indeed, Lance acquired nearly superhuman strength by the end of the program. However, the drug carried side effects. He experienced a condition known as ‘macropenis.’ While most dudes wouldn’t consider a ten-inch cock to be a bad thing, the drug also affected his personality. His high testosterone count boosted his sense of confidence and well-being. However, it also made him aggressive and disobedient. Neither trait served him well in the military.

Worst of all, his libido grew along with his big dick. A friend of Jane’s had leaked his disciplinary reports to her. During classified missions in the Middle East, he incurred dozens of infractions relating to sexual relations with female military personnel. After countless reprimands, his C.O. recognized his behavior could jeopardize the safety of the high-risk missions they sent him on. Moreover, Lance did not seem particularly enamored of his regimented lifestyle. But a discharge would be tricky. Without any family to look after Lance, a guy like him could wind up dead or in prison. And the ex-soldier could spill the beans on the classified experiments he underwent.

In short, Jane was a godsend. She would take care of the teen until he could live on his own. The government could wash their hands of him at last.

“We think the best thing for Lance would be an education,” continued the colonel. “His IQ tests scored way above average but he hasn’t attended school since the tenth grade. 18 or no, we decided to enroll him as a transfer student at Peoria Tech. We developed a cover story that you both will memorize.”

“So you’re basically holding him back two years,” she noted.

“A year in high school will help him adjust to the demands of being a socially productive individual. I advise you keep his age secret from others. Lance perceives himself as an adult but his behavior remains immature. His lack of impulse control and

maladaptive tendencies make him unfit for a more demanding educational environment.”

“Are you done?” she asked quietly.

“Well…”

“Just give me the fucking şişli escort paperwork. I’m the one doing you a favor.”

Smith handed over the clipboard. Lance would be her problem now.

_____

They drove home in silence.

Jane lived in a non-descript suburban home. She worked as a nurse in a local hospital. Her Corvette pulled into the garage. She tapped the clicker and the automatic door rolled down. Lance got out first.

Jane admired Lance. She only had seen photos of him before today. His hair had grown out dramatically. The black mane of wavy locks almost reached the middle of his back. He refused the regulation buzz cuts that were part and parcel of military life. His insubordination pissed off the officers something fierce.

“Nice wheels,” he told her, admiring her cherry red sports car.

“Thanks,” she answered before walking past him to a mysterious veiled object that stood on the other side of the garage. Jane yanked off the sheet to reveal a vintage 1974 Harley Davidson Sportster. The bike looked to be in mint condition.

“Your father wanted you to have that,” she told him. “Do you ride?”

“Sure,” he lied.

“Bullshit. But I can teach you.”

“Teach me what?”

“To ride.”

“I reckon we’ll be doing a lot of that,” he grinned and let the salacious comment hang in the air. Lance opened the trunk and pulled out his luggage. Each canvas bag weighed more than Jane did but the muscular teen slung them over his shoulders and carried them up the stairs without so much as a grunt of exertion.

Jane gave him a tour of the house: kitchen, living room, storage area, and his father’s old weight room. Lance casually picked up a 100 lb. kettle bell and curled it a few times with the ease with which she handled a 2 lb. free weight in her aerobic routines. His left bicep blew up to the size of her head with each lift. Jane had served with some pretty big guys in the military but none of them had guns like Lance. He had the body of a comic book superhero.

“You going to show me the rest of the house?” he asked her.

“Oh, right,” said Jane, snapping out her trance. “Come upstairs.”

She led him up to the second story of her tract home. His quarters were a clean and non-descript guest room.

“You’ll be sleeping in here,” she told him.

“No, I won’t,” he answered without hesitation.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean there’s one last room you haven’t shown me, Jane. I want to see your bedroom.”

“Well, I never…”

“Cut the crap,” he said firmly yet politely. “We both know why we’re here. Back in the service, I gave female personnel something they couldn’t get at home. And now you’ve brought me here so you CAN get it at home. I just turned 18 so whatever we do behind closed doors is 100% legal.”

Jane didn’t argue with him. In fact, she didn’t say a word. The cougar took a step back. He took a step forward. She took another step back. He was so close that Jane could taste him. Her shoulder blades lightly touched the wall. Lance took both her hands and pinned them against that wall. He closed in on her for a kiss. His manner was not so much predatory as familiar. Lance acted as though they had kissed like that a thousand times before. Or, perhaps, he had kissed like that with a thousand women before.

“Every rumor you heard is true,” he whispered in her ear. “The government engineered my body for military operations. However, it seems I prefer to make love, not war.”

Before she could answer, Lance slid one arm around her back and the other behind the bend in her knees. Without a second thought, he literally swept Jane off her feet. Lance strode down the hall with his female burden. “Which way to your bedroom?” he smiled. Jane pointed to the second door on the right. The teen did not seem like marriage material but he definitely knew how to perform a bridal carry.

Lance kicked open the door and deposited Jane on the bed. He crawled in from the other side and rolled on to his back. “You want to see what the government did to me?” he winked. Jane couldn’t help but smile. Ever since she first decided to adopt the young stud, the cougar had entertained the possibility they might end up in bed. However, Jane never thought it could have happened so quickly.

Taking the initiative, Lance tore off his tank top. He looked like his father but even more cut and ripped. The teen boasted an intimidating physique. She heard that it took six soldiers to wrestle him to the ground after he got into a fistfight with a drill sergeant. His handlers wanted him to stay on but the base commander insisted he leave. The young tough scared his superiors. On the other hand, his pronounced pecs and sculpted abs elicited a more intimate emotion in the attractive but sex-starved cougar.

“I heard a man’s core muscles boost his sex life,” he noted as he knelt over her. “They increase stamina and help strengthen escort ankara his thrusts.” Lance rolled his eight-pack abs with the skill of a professional belly dancer. Jane watched him silently. “Take a photo,” he finally told her. “It will last longer.” Despite his vulgar tone, Jane couldn’t help but gawk at his sensual display. The stud got her hot. She felt soaking wet.

Jane took off her heels. She tossed one of them at Lance. It missed his ear by a couple inches and hit the floor with a loud thud. “You throw like my grandmother,” he said. Jane picked up the other heel and clocked him in the nose. She broke out in laughter. Lance seemed generally startled for a second before his cool demeanor returned.

“I think I’d like to see a little more skin than just your feet,” he told her flatly.

“Then kiss them.”

“Kiss what?”

“My feet.”

“I’ll kiss something else.”

With that, he bent down and planted another kiss on her lips. Her mouth parted. Their tongues dueled. Her pussy melted. Lance finally broke contact.

“Now I’m gonna kiss something even nicer.”

He crawled to the foot of the bed, grasped her ankles, and spread her legs. Jane wore a short skirt and black panties. She chose lace-trim briefs. Cute but nothing fancy.

Jane hadn’t dressed up for a date. She didn’t expect to be seduced that night. Lance gleefully inhaled the aroma of moist cunt. He made yet another cougar cream her panties. The teen Lothario could take his time with her. They weren’t on the base. They were in her bed and had all the time in the world to explore and enjoy each other.

“Let’s get you out of those wet clothes,” Lance murmured as he deftly peeled the waistband of her briefs down her hips. Jane signaled her consent by slightly lifting her ass off the bed to help Lance with the undressing. As he rolled them down her legs, the teenage ladykiller couldn’t help but note that she soaked the gusset of her panties. The extra layer of material supposedly caught vaginal discharge but Lance summoned a deluge.

Lance yanked off her skirt. She was stripped below the belt. He dove between her thighs headfirst. Her back popped into an arch. She clutched a fistful of bed sheeting in either hand. Jane positively trembled with anticipation. But Lance started slow. He teased her mercilessly, circling his tongue round and round her pulsing clit. His movements felt precise and practiced with the delicacy of a feather. As Jane’s body relaxed, he impulsively flicked the hood of her clitoris. The contact was brief but electrifying. A moan passed her lips. Yet he maintained the same slow and steady rhythm, letting the throb of desire pool in her loins.

Lance could not have felt more content at that moment. He barely knew this woman but sensed an immediate intimacy with her. After becoming an orphan, sex was the only way Lance could connect with another human being. Though the teen stud affected a macho stance and made risqué jokes, nothing mattered to him more than the pleasure of his partner. He constantly refined his techniques to become an ever more satisfying lover. It seemed to be working. Jane gasped with each intake of breath. She loved the languid pace of his osculations. Guys never took enough time to explore a woman.

Finally, Lance changed up his game. He began to move his tongue up and down in one long motion. The oral virtuoso increased the pressure of his strokes, edging her closer to the brink. Lance felt her legs begin to quiver. His tongue rapidly sped up. Jane moaned louder. He picked up the pace until his tongue blurred like a hummingbird’s wing. Jane marveled at its speed. So did Lance. It felt as if his tongue became motorized. The amazing organ seemed to be moving of its own accord. Since the military experiments, Lance recently had experienced many changes in his body and this appeared to be yet another discovery.

At 40 licks a second, Jane’s climax was swift, certain, and intense. Her entire body seized up for a moment. An instant later, she was gasping for air. Lance met her gaze with a big smile. He appreciated the magnitude of her pleasure and seemed quite pleased with himself.

“Nice,” she teased him. “But I want more. A lot more.”

Without hesitation, he buried his face between her thighs once more. She felt his tongue probing her labial folds. The tip burrowed its way into her wet pussy and stroked her vaginal walls. He grazed her G-spot. Lance had a very loooooong tongue. Fully extended, the organ measured an astonishing nine inches. The mutation enabled him to give mind-blowing head to females.

Jane was impressed. Lance maneuvered his augmented tongue skillfully enough to stimulate her glorious Gräfenberg. What other guy could reach her sweet spot? With a finger? Maybe. But not just with his mouth. Better yet, her XXL boy toy simultaneously ground her clit with the flat of his licentiously long box-licker. She couldn’t see what he was doing under the hood but it felt incredible. ankara escor

She moaned even louder than before. Lance took the hint. His tongue flickered against her G-spot as she ground her crotch against his face. “I’m coming already!” she piped before a shockwave of pleasure rocked her body from head to toe. Her mouth gaped open in a silent scream. Jane came so hard that she saw stars. Without a doubt, she had just experienced what girlfriends called The Big ‘O’. What surprised her most was its speed. A major climax usually required a lot more buildup. Jane could ride a dude for hours and still not reach a peak like that. The harder she tried, the more it eluded her. But this fucking kid had a magic touch.

Lance lifted up his head. His face was covered in her goo. But he didn’t seem to mind at all. After letting Jane catch her breath, Lanced ducked between her thighs and began to chow down on her pussy once more. He might have been a thug but the teen knew how to treat a lady. As Lance dined on her like an all-you-can-eat buffet of love, Jane learned that orgasms came in three sizes with him: large, extra large, and ginormous.

By the fifth climax, however, she got a little restless. Her hips drew back from his lips just a bit.

“Don’t you want to…”

“Anytime you’re ready, babe,” he smiled. “You know I love eating pussy but not just for kicks. In fact, you might call it more of a requirement for a guy like me.”

Jane didn’t quite follow him.

“Let me show you something,” said Lance as he knelt up.

The bulge in his jeans wasn’t just large. It was obscene. When checking out a prospective lover, Jane always had trouble making out a man’s exact shape and size. She couldn’t tell if he was limp or hard. Hell, some guys even padded their crotches! Lance didn’t need to do that. His bulge left nothing to the imagination. First of all, he definitely was hard. Very hard. The goddamn monster pulsed visibly beneath the denim. Secondly, the thick shaft traveled down the inseam of his pants almost to his knee. Finally, his massive organ did not just tent his jeans. The fabric hugged his manhood so closely that she actually could see the outline of his fist-sized knob.

“Do you feel me, Jane? I really need to prep a girl before she can handle me.”

Jane didn’t answer. She needed a moment to take in the view. If Lance popped a boner like that in public, he stood a decent chance of being arrested for indecent exposure. Jane sought the company of well-hung men but her new bedmate appeared to be a human stallion. She wondered what it would feel like to have him inside of her.

“Can I touch it?” she asked him finally.

“You can do anything you want to it.”

Jane sat up and slinked over to him. Her finger traced the length of his weapon from head to hilt.

“Oh, babe,” Lance gasped with lust on his breath. “It’s been so long.”

“Yes, it has,” she purred.

“I haven’t had a woman in two days.”

For Jane, her dry spell had lasted two years.

“Sure. I jacked off five times a day but I would do that anyway,” he continued “You would do the same thing if the government gave you a bionic dick.”

“So it’s true what I heard about the drug.”

“Yeah. The experiments transformed me. You know how your body changes during puberty. Like you go from a boy to a man. Well, the process I underwent with the drug felt like a second puberty. My voice got even deeper. I gained another 50 pounds of muscle. And my cock grew four more inches in a single year. You want to see it?”

Jane responded by unzipping his jeans but pulling it out would require some help. The beast had gotten stuck along the inseam of his pant leg. Lance shimmied out of his jeans. The label claimed the pair to be ‘loose-fitting’ but his trunk-like quads and big dick stretched the denim skintight.

Lance resumed his confession as he struggled out of the garment: “To be honest, the metamorphosis was a lot more fun than puberty. Puberty can be awkward. The drug was just the opposite. It made you grow from a man into a superhuman alpha stud. Not just physically but mentally. You still can experience fear but the emotion is muted. And the way it boosts your self-confidence… You can do no wrong. The psychologists said the drug made me ‘aggressive’ but that didn’t really describe what happened. I felt… powerful. Like you can take anything you want and no one can stop you.”

During his speech, Jane slowly unrolled Lance’s jeans down to his knees. But she encountered another obstacle — his overstuffed boxer briefs. The teen’s anaconda jutted out so far that his knob nearly ripped a hole in the undergarment. Jane pulled out the waistband with one hand and reached inside with the other. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft. He was so thick that her fingers couldn’t touch. Jane tried to work the tool out of his boxers but Lance stayed her hand. A line of buttons ran up the front of the garment. Lance undid a couple and his fuck club sprang into the air.

The organ throbbed with excitement. Even though Jane already knew Lance packed a python in his pants, the sight still knocked her head over heels. She only had seen guys like him in porn.

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