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Maddie and Will walked down the steps into the club. The club was loud, dark and crowded. The dance-floor was a heaving mass of over-heated bodies all pulsating to the incredibly loud bass driven music pounding from the over-sized PA system. The club was one of the most popular in Cancún with some very expensive lights and a powerful sound system and it was full of young people, mostly college students on vacation.

Along with Maddie and Will were their friends Beth and Richard. The four college students were enjoying their vacation in Cancún away from college work and their parents and they were looking forward to checking out the ‘Coco Bongo’ club which they had been told was the best in the resort.

Maddie immediately felt eyes on her as several men turned to look at her, she tugged uselessly at the short dress, regretting having decided to wear such a slutty outfit. The four friends made their way to the bar, soon they were stood by the bar sipping on their drinks and enjoying the loud music of the club.

Maddie had already had several drinks before coming to the club and she was starting to feel a little drunk. They stood for a little while, she was talking to Beth while Will chatted with Richard.

“Come on let’s go and dance,” she suggested taking Will’s arm.

“Not yet,” said Will. “I don’t feel like dancing just now,” and he turned back to Richard and carried on talking to him.

Maddie felt annoyed that her boyfriend seemed to be ignoring her and because once again he did not want to dance, it seemed that whenever they went out she wanted to dance but he would refuse to dance with her, saying he ‘didn’t feel like it’. Angrily she finished her drink quickly and went to the bar to get more drinks for herself and Beth, she did not bother to ask Will if he wanted one.

Half way down the second drink, she tried again.

“Come on Will, dance with me,” she encouraged her boyfriend. It will be fun!”

When Will refused again she decided not to wait any longer and she went on to the dance floor with Beth. The two young women began dancing in time with the music, enjoying the beat. She looked back over to where the boys were standing and was very annoyed to notice that not only was Will not looking at her but that he was actually watching some other girl on the dance floor.

Just then a young man moved towards the two girls. Maddie noticed that he was a good looking guy, she thought he was very sexy, he was tall with dark brown hair and he had piercing blue eyes which were fixed on Maddie as he danced close to her.

He offered his hand to her, inviting her to dance with him. Maddie decided to let him as she was still annoyed with Will and though that maybe if he saw her dancing with this guy, Will might come and pay some attention to her and dance with her himself. The guy put his hand on Maddie’s hip and held her hand as he led her into a dance in time with the music. He was a pretty good dancer and Maddie relaxed, enjoying dancing with him.

When the song finished, Beth and Maddie went back to the bar but Will still seemed more interested in taking to his buddy than to her and showed no interest at all in dancing.

Maddie decided she needed another drink and moved away to join the queue at the bar.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

Maddie turned at the sound of the voice to see a young man standing next to her, it was the guy she had danced with. He had a confident air about him as he spoke which Maddie liked.

Maddie asked for a Margarita and despite the crowd at the bar, the young man managed to catch the bar tender’s eye and he ordered their drinks.

“So, I’m Sam, what’s your name?” he asked, turning back towards her with a warm smile on his face.

“I’m Maddie” she introduced herself, flashing him a smile of her own in return.

Sam turned back to the bar to pay for their drinks, tipping the bartender.

They chatted at the bar whilst they waited for their drinks and Maddie decided that she was going to talk to this guy for a little while since her boyfriend seemed to be ignoring her. ‘After all,, she justified to herself, it’s not like I’m going to do anything we’ll just be talking, even if he is kind of cute.’

“Tell me Maddie,” Sam said, passing her drink over, “how old are you?”

Maddie replied, “I’m 19.”

Sam steered the pretty girl towards some seats at the side of the dance floor and they continued talking. Maddie started to relax, Sam was charming and he had a great sense of humour, making her laugh at his jokes.

They fell into an easy conversation, they talked about Cancún and they both agreed that they loved the gorgeous white-sand beaches and turquoise waters. Maddie told Sam how she had swam with dolphins the day before and what an amazing experience she had found it. He described going scuba diving and parasailing with his friends and exploring the nearby Mayan ruins.

He asked her about her life at college and Maddie discovered that Sam was a senior istanbul escort at UCLA and was studying pre-law. He was in Cancún on vacation with friends from his fraternity. Maddie felt a chemistry between them and she found herself flirting with him and was beginning to feel a little horny, she touched his arm as they talked and even ‘accidentally’ brushed her large breasts against him.

Soon their drinks were finished and Sam had a suggestion, “What we need is a round of Tequilas!”

“I don’t know,” said Maddie slowly, she was already a little drunk and she knew that she had no head for drinking shots.

“You’ve got to have Tequila, Sam explained, “we’re in Mexico!”

Maddie laughed, “well, if you put it like that!” She decided not to argue any further.

While Sam went to the Bar, Maddie looked over at her friends she spotted Will talking to the other two. He seemed unconcerned that she was talking with another guy so she felt justified in continuing to talk to Sam and even flirt with him a bit

Sam returned with some shots of tequila, slices of lemon and a salt shaker. They started on the shots licking the salt, then downing the shots of the fiery spirit before biting into the slice of the lemon.

“Come on let’s dance some more,” suggested Sam taking her hand.

Maddie was feeling really drunk now after the shots of tequila on top of the drinks she’d had earlier and as the two danced together she found herself dancing sexily and dancing up close with Sam, pushing her body against him. Sam responded aggressively, grinding his crotch against her in time with the music. She could feel his large erection through his pants pressing against her and she rubbed against him in time with the fast beat of the music. She turned round and ground her ass back into his crotch, She loved the feel of his hard cock as it nestled between her ass cheeks. She forgot about her boyfriend and her friends, lost in the music and the dancing. Sam grabbed her ass and spun her round then pulled her in close to him. Maddie rubbed herself wantonly against him, dry humping his hard cock through his pants. Sam began running his hands up and down Maddie’s sexy body squeezing her ass and tits. She groaned in pleasure, her nipples and clit tingling with lust. Several people around them on the dance floor stopped and stared at them a little shocked at how blatant they were as they danced crotch to crotch.

Across the room, Will sat watching his sexy girlfriend dirty-dancing with another guy. He was annoyed and part of him though that he should go over there and put a stop to it but he had to admit she looked sexy out there and he found he was too turned on to intervene.

When the song finished, Sam fetched more shots of tequila and took Maddie back over to the seats where they had sat before, out of view of the bar. This time as they took their shots, Maddie cheekily waited until Sam had poured some salt onto the back of his hand then quickly licked it off his hand herself before he had the chance. Of course this meant that he had to lick the salt off her hand and she felt a thrill at the feel of his tongue on her skin.

For the next shot, she held the lemon slice in her mouth for Sam, their lips brushed as he took the lemon and Maddie felt a thrill almost like an electric shock run through her entire body. Her pussy was soaking wet, the strong alcohol, and the flirting with Sam made her feel so horny and she knew she would not be able to resist him when he made a move. Surely he will make a move soon she thought, growing impatient. She was so drunk and horny that she didn’t really consider that her boyfriend was still in the club.

Sure enough Sam had picked up on the signals and he leaned in towards Maddie kissing her lightly on the lips.

“you’re beautiful,” he told her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her passionately and running his fingers through her hair.

Maddie melted into his embrace moaning gently into his mouth, she felt so horny she just wanted to let this man take complete control. She had completely forgotten about her boyfriend, caught up in the moment with Sam. She slipped her tongue wantonly into Sam’s mouth, kissing him more deeply. She could feel the throb of his erection against her as they made out

Sam’s hands slid slowly down Maddie’s body until they came to rest confidently on her ass, cupping her firm buttocks through the thin material of her dress, she moaned again in pleasure as Sam’s strong hands squeezed and rubbed her ass.

Sam sank into the seat and pulled Maddie onto his lap their lips still locked together. She straddled his thighs and slipped her arms about his neck, she bucked and ground her hips, brushing her crotch against the bulge of his erection. She arched her back, thrusting her shapely breasts forward. Sam’s lips moved to her neck where he trailed long, sucking, biting kisses down it, slowly moving down her body, kissing her exposed cleavage.

Sam’s hands moved eagerly cebeci escort onto Maddie’s breasts, cupping them possessively, assessing the weight of them, his thumbs brushing over the taut buds of her nipples through the skimpy material of her slutty dress as he sucked harder on her neck and nibbled at her ears seductively. Maddie squirmed in pleasure, grinding her crotch against Sam’s erection. Her nipples were hard and aching. She loved the way that Sam was taking control and she was so horny that she couldn’t help but let him do whatever he wanted to her. Maddie had always loved sexually aggressive guys, the more aggressive the better. She likes the guy to make the moves and when a guy starts doing stuff to her she always has a hard time saying no.

He squeezed the firm mounds through her skimpy dress provoking further moans from the sexy college girl. Sam confidently worked his hands inside Maddie’s dress savouring the thrill of their fist skin-on-skin contact he found her nipples and forefinger, thumb and third finger closed around each nipple, flicking, rubbing and pulling her lust filled tips. her eyes were closed in pleasure as Sam’s skilful fingers tormented her hard nipples.

Sam’s right hand had moved away from Maddie’s tits and he grabbed her hand in his, pushing it insistently onto his hard cock. He held her hand firmly in place for a second then slowly moved his hand away. Maddie, in no doubt as to what he wanted, squeezed his erection lovingly, rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. Sam’s left hand continued to toy with Maddie’s erect nipples as his right hand, now free, continued to move, creeping lower; sliding between her legs as Maddie writhed in desperate need for fulfilment.

One finger insinuated itself inside her panties and dipped into the hot well of her arousal, eliciting louder groans from Maddie. She was dripping wet. Sam grasped the side of her thong and yanked it aside aggressively, he glanced up at her to check her reaction and seeing no sign of refusal he slipped another finger inside her wet pussy. “Oh my god, Maddie,” he breathed. “You’re so wet; you really can’t help yourself can you?”

Maddie groaned again in pleasure rubbing Sam’s cock more insistently. She felt astounded at her powerful reaction to this man, but she was unable to resist him. He had seduced her completely and now she no choice but to see it through to the end; consequences be damned.

“Please…” she groaned, as he continued to tease her aching pussy. “Please…Make me come”

Maddie reached longingly for Sam’s crotch, fumbling with the zip on his jeans, anxious to free his cock but Sam’s strong hand gripped hers and moved it firmly away, pulling her to her feet and dragging her across the dance floor to the relative privacy of the bathrooms. Sam pulled Maddie through the door to the men’s bathroom and quickly ushered her into the first cubicle hoping that the two guys in the bathroom had not realised what was going on.

With the door shut behind them, Sam turned his attention back to Maddie. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling his face towards hers, kissing him hard. All the pent up passion of the night exploded and reason went sailing off in the warm breeze. All thoughts of what Will would do if he caught her, were firmly buried in the deepest recesses of her mind. The only thing that mattered right now was Sam and what he could do for her aching body.

Sam untied Maddie’s dress and slipped it off her shoulders, revealing her big braless breasts. He bent over her to kiss her breasts. Taking the nipple in his hot mouth he sucked lightly whilst caressing the other breast, squeezing it. Maddie was in heaven and she pulled his dark head closer, running her hands through his thick hair.

“Take me in your mouth Maddie.” He demanded roughly; his eyes black with need.

Slowly the topless girl sank to her knees in front of Sam and reached up to his crotch, She unzipped his jeans and lowered them then slid his boxers down, Sam’s large erection sprang out and Maddie gasped appreciatively at the size of it, it was much bigger than her boyfriend’s.

Maddie extended her small right hand and encircled Sam’s hotly throbbing member in a possessive grip. Her smooth feminine hand felt exquisitely pleasant, and Sam caught his breath sharply.

She cupped Sam’s balls in her hands and looked up at him. Then she kissed the end of his knob and began working her way down with little kisses and licks until she reached his balls. She sucked each one in turn while wanking the shaft in her soft warm hand. Then she kissed her way back up to the top of his cock.

Licking her lips with her small pink tongue, Maddie slowly formed her pretty mouth into a wide oval. Leaning forward, she eased her full lips down over the crown of his massive blood-distended cock.

The full effect of the young girl’s hot, wet mouth suddenly hit Sam like a thunderbolt, and his entire body stiffened as if struck by a jolt of electricity. ankara escort

“That’s the way!” Sam told her in a deliberately controlled voice.

Maddie held the velvety smooth crown of his stiffly erect penis in her mouth and sucked lightly on it, while at the same time her soft fingers played up and down the throbbing trunk of his elongated manhood.

She gradually took about half his cock into her mouth and began sucking whilst teasing the end with her tongue. Her hands returned to his balls. Sam began playing with her big tits, cupping them in his hands and squeezing them together, kneading them and tweaking her sensitive nipples.

“You’re good at this,” Sam commented, “I bet you’ve sucked a lot of dick haven’t you?”

Maddie just groaned and carried on giving Sam a great blowjob. Maddie was working hard on his cock, the head fully inside her mouth, touching her cheek as she swirled her tongue around and around.

“Play with your cunt while you do it!” Sam ordered.

Obediently, Maddie slid her right hand under her short dress, inside her thong and onto her pussy. She began to masturbate, moaning around his cock as she worked first one then two fingers into her sopping wet twat.

Her mouth continually filled with saliva and, from time to time, she was forced to pause and swallow it with an audible gulp. Thoroughly aroused, the shapely girl continued fingering her wet pussy.

From his position, Sam could see a feminine finger eagerly exploring between her separated wet pussy lips. Wriggling her ass, Maddie masturbated as she sucked his large prick.

At this point, Sam pushed Maddie’s head and shoulders back and pulled his cock out of her mouth. She protested, trying to get his dick back in her mouth, but Sam took her hands away.

Maddie’s magnificent tits stood out firm, the nipples fully erect, pink and stiff. Sam let his cock slide down her neck and down her breastbone until it rested between the two mounds of flesh.

Sam took one of her hands firmly, putting it on the side of her breast, then the other, pulling it away from the spot where it was rubbing her crotch and placing it on her other ripe tit. Sam slowly pushed her hands together until his cock was buried in the soft pliable tit flesh, the red tip poking up between them.

Maddie quickly got the idea and began rubbing his hard prick between her tits, sliding her nipples against his engorged organ with her fingers and murmuring in pleasure. Sam stood over her a while, enjoying the sensation of smooth tit flesh against his cock. She continued to move her breasts around his dick, ducking her head to lick and suck at the tip as it emerged from between her tits After a few minutes of this Sam sensed that he was now close.

“OK, Maddie, Sam said. “Finish me off with your mouth and make sure you swallow!”

She released his cock from between her big tits and hungrily took it back into her mouth.

Her right hand returned to her wet pussy and her left cupped his balls. Sam cupped a tit in each hand and played with them as her skilful mouth brought him closer and closer.

Sam began thrusting forwards, gently fucking her face she moaned and her right hand moved faster underneath her dress.

Suddenly, Sam could hold himself back no longer, Maddie looked up at him and Sam came in her mouth Clamping his hands powerfully around her head, Sam bolted almost to a standing position. A hot load of thick, sticky fluid smashed against the roof of her mouth, Maddie felt as if a hot fountain of thick cream had been turned on in her mouth. Maddie began swallowing it with loud gulps. Sam could see her voluptuous body quaking as she experienced her own small orgasm.

Sam put his hands on her shoulders, turning her body around. As she turned, his cock popped out of her mouth, bobbing against her hair. Sam lifted Maddie’s short dress, her pretty rounded ass presented to his stiff organ. He slid his hands over her smooth buttocks, reaching between her legs and spread them apart. She quickly got the idea, leaning further forward and arranging herself so that her pussy was open to him.

“Oh yes! Sam! Put it in me! Oh please, I’m so hot!” begged Maddie.

Sam knelt behind her and slid his cock under her buttocks, brushing against the soft flesh of her pussy, feeling the soft hairs rubbing against him. Maddie’s hands flew between her legs, spreading the pussy lips and he pressed upward with his cock until he could feel the hot hole of her cunt, wet and slippery. His cock stopped just at the entrance.

“Do you want me to put it in?” he asked, rubbing her nipples between his fingers.

“YES!” she almost shouted. “Stop teasing me! Just put it in!”

“Is this what you want?” he teased, slowly entering her cunt from behind.”

“Oh Yes!” she said again. “Make me cum again! Oh please make me CUMMMM!”

Her voice rose in pitch as he slowly penetrated her tight channel. He could feel the heat inside her and he pushed forward with his hips as his organ slid right up inside, stopping only when his crotch was tight against her ass. The lining of her lifted dress was cool against his own belly.

“Oh YES!” she cried as he started to fuck her. “Oh Yes! Yes! Deeper! Put it in DEEPER!”

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They gathered inside the boardroom inside one of those overly designed skyscrapers. The room had an impressive view overlooking the city, taller than any other building or more acutely not overlooked.

Inside where a select range of very wealthy individuals, collectively they had a larger wealth than most countries. They could have anything they wanted and that’s why they are all here. The room is laid out with named seats all directed towards a stage. Waiters and aides looked after the clientele’s needs. Soon the lights flashed, the guests showed to their seats and all waiters and aides left the room. The doors are locked and guarded.

A slender tall woman strides onto the stage, she knew M Division was going to have a very productive day. She radiated confidence. She looked over the audience ages ranging from early 70s to late 20s, all powerful. Some are CEO of large companies, some own hedge funds, some come from old fashion money, and some are celebrities. All are women who know what they want.

“Welcome ladies. I hope your flights and accommodation is to your requirements, if there are any issues please use your unique M Division phone to advise your personal concierge of your required changes. Today is all about you. You are special and deserve what you want. That is why we are here. That is why M Division sent you an invitation to this very exclusive event. There is one thing in your lives you are without, something that fails to satisfy your drive, your desires, your appetites. Something if you are male there are plenty of services that could address your needs. But as powerful women you are deprived of, I am of course talking about your sexual desires, your orgasms. If you were a powerful man you could have any woman made to your requirements all to match your fantasy, your needs and leave you truly satisfied. You are deprived as powerful women. You are expected to make all the effort, run a business, run a company, run a family, look attractive but suffer substandard orgasms, suffer average sex, criticised for having fantasies and not have them satisfied. But why? Why should this be? The reason is women need more than men. It’s not just a tight pussy and big tits that make us orgasm. We need seduction, we need romance, we need mental stimulation, we need emotional connection, we need to dominate, we need to be dominated, we need security we need all of these and more to be truly satisfied with a lover.”

“As a powerful woman you don’t need just a male bimbo, a slut to bang away at you many of you have a husband or partner who does this already. No matter how amazing a cock he might have you need and deserve more. That is why we invited you here and that is what we are going to show you today.”

“Walking onstage is Gerrard. As you can see he is a fine figure of a man at nearly 2 m tall and heavily sculpted in muscles. Gerrard will you please remove your gown and allow our clients to view your body.”

“I think you will all agree he is exquisite. Gerrard is trained to be your PA, or guard, or secretary or be any role you require. He is able to speak eight languages and can coordinate all aspects of your life. Gerrard’s previous occupation was an SAS officer so you know he can and will keep you safe. He has been educated in all customs and social etiquette.”

“But as I can tell you are all focused on his beautiful body. Give us a twirl Gerrard while I run through the enhancements you can see.”

“You can see the size and girth of his cock are very impressive. What’s more his cock is customisable. We will 3D scan your sexual stimulation points identifying exactly where the nerve bundles in your body are located. We then design the perfect cock to stimulate your clitoris and g spot and any other parts that haven’t been labelled. Gerrard’s cock and pubis also includes implanted devices that vibrate and stimulate you further. We place these again to match your body maximising your experience. His cock is described by M Division as a living hot-blooded rampant rabbit whose batteries never run out. Mind shattering orgasm guaranteed. Gerrard, please lift your cock up. Now ladies let me explain what you are seeing Gerrard is a showcase of all of our offerings. What you can see is a second cock equal in size but shaped to allow dual penetration. Let’s be honest some of us here enjoy anal and some enjoy double penetration M Division is showing you that you can have anything you want.

“An M Division man will sexually fulfill you like no other man. You can also fully configure the size shape and ability to ejaculate of his second cock. Other additional options are the ability for both cocks to self lubricate. Dryness is no longer an and you no longer have to think about applying lubricant jelly. You can configure one or both cocks to include the ability to create lubrication from penile glands circulated all around the cock. This enables you to act immediately on any horny impulse with minimum preparation and remove any discomfort leaving only your enjoyment. Also, all M Division men are infertile. izmir escort There is no need to worry about contraception with these boys. Also, you can configure the taste of any M Division ejaculate. From sea salt to Cherry you can pick a flavour it’s all about your taste and desire. Gerrard’s cum tastes of cinnamon and cardamom kind of like a Chai I hear (she involuntarily smiles and there is a polite giggle from the audience). All M Division men have advanced immune responses although it’s not impossible for them to catch an STD it is incredibly hard. This allows you to share your M Division man if you want to with minimal consideration of who so if you want to watch your M Division fuck your husbands arse or pleasure your best friend you can do so with near zero risk to your health again we are removing a barrier from your pleasure.”

“The most disappointing sex any woman can have is when you want it, you deserve that orgasm but, he cums after a minute. Your wet, sticky and unsatisfied. Truly disappointing. You deserve better, M Division men are about your pleasure that is why all of our models come with M Division patented cum control. Your M Division phone allows you to control your M Division man’s sensitivity, ability to cum, everything to maximise your pleasure. You can set him to always simultaneous, so he can only cum with you, squared where he can only cum after your second, voice command where he cums only on your order. You can set him to never cum if it’s not important to you. Sometimes it’s fun to play with a man teasing him. What better way than using your M Division phone to maximise his sensitivity and enable voice command cum control then watch him squirm at your slightest touch. All these are possible with M Division.”

“If you thought that was all impressive there are more tricks to an M Division enhanced cock. Gerrard can generate electrical stimulation. There are buds that are placed on his body and cock matching the location of your clit and nerve bundles. The M Division man can generate a range of electric stimulation that can make them tingle twitch or even make your pussy clamp down. When you combine this with the size, girth, pleasure shaping and vibrating implants well I think we can all imagine. Put it this way we are never short of volunteers for quality assurance testing.”

“One final point on the M Division designed cock, you can control its size and shape through your M Division phone. That’s correct we at M Division create as near perfect a cock as possible but your tastes and desires can change. An M Division cock has to change to meet your needs. Your phone can adjust length, girth and customise certain other aspects within 20% of its current dimensions. More than this will need a trip back to M Division for optimisation.”

“Gerrard please stick your tongue out. Now ladies oral pleasure is an absolute key area for M Division. Here not only is the tongue long and dexterous it is also 3D shaped with two erecting sections, so he can erect his tongue to the size of an eight-inch cock hitting your g spot and simultaneously lick your clit. We have tried further increasing the tongue size but have experienced issues with speech, if this doesn’t matter to you the maximum capacity for the oral cavity is an 11.5 inch cock.”

“M Division men all come with enhanced olfactory and senses including smell, taste, and sight. These are utilised to learn your body and your body language. We can’t build an empathic man, yet, but M Division men can learn your body language to understand your needs without you having to expressly tell him. He should be able to sense when you are horny and fulfill you, sense if you are stressed and relax you, sense you need excitement and thrill you. This is not a one trick bimbo. You deserve more.”

“Let’s carry on with our tour around Gerrard. Gerrard has an enhancement cybernetic implanted allowing M Division to train all required skills. The implant is combined with his enhanced senses allowing him to understand your mood, desires, needs. He has an amended sleep pattern requiring only four hours of rest and is programmed to use the hours to maintain his physique or meet your daily requirements. An M Division man can spend all night making you cum over and over again. When you wake the next day his body will be ripped from a workout, and he will be making you breakfast and getting your coffee. You are at the centre of his universe.”

“The programming includes training on how to be your PA, secretary, mechanic, IT support, masseuse, personal trainer, physiotherapist. An M Division man should be able to complete anything you need him to. But here at M Division we believe a man should be even more to you. Some of you have had children and like all women have experienced muscle damage and bladder weakness. The M Division man’s cock can be utilised to improve tone and therefore reduce or even cure bladder weakness. Remember the electric stimulation, yes this can be utilised to improve your vaginal muscle tone. Have your M Division man lie on his back slide keçiören escort onto that impressive cock or cocks and ask him to do your keloid workout. Just sitting and riding his cock daily will give you an amazing vaginal tone. Then just ask for a happy ending.”

“The M Division software also allows you to specify behaviour. You want Gerrard to be bisexual or submissive or dominant you can do this through your M Division phone. You can use an M Division man for anything you want or whatever turns you on. You want cuddles and romance perfect. You want him to tie up your husband, so he can watch while you fuck your M Division man no problem. Or maybe you want your M Division man to fuck your husband while you watch, it’s all your choice.”

“Before we open up for questions I will go through our volunteer criteria. M Division men are volunteers they know what they are signing up for and fully consent. Gerrard here as I mentioned earlier is an ex SAS officer after his last tour he experienced significant trauma and psychological issues. After several years without help we found him and offered this solution. He fully consented to the modifications and his future roles as do all of our volunteers. In fact, Gerrard stipulated for his gunshot scars and bomb blast scars to be retained as a memory of his former life. We completely respect this and think it adds to his sex appeal.”

“Thank you for listening and watching our model demonstration.

We have eight models here today for your review all with different specifications to showcase our service. If you have any questions, your personal sales aide will guide you. For those who accepted the overnight package you can request a sample offering as part of your stay.”

The lights slowly rise and seven more M Division men appear on stage then all eight take up positions around the meeting room allowing inspection and discussion.

Theresa stood up and made her way to Gerrard. She slowly walked around him eyeing up every square centimetre like a child with an ice cream. Her personal sales assistant quickly joined her side.

“Do you have any enhancements you would like to review?”

Theresa looked at the sculpted male in front of her and felt an excitement her 62 year old body hadn’t communicated for a long time. She felt wet with excitement just looking at his ripped body. Her eyes lingered heavily on his core. She reached out and stroked his chest.

“I’d like to upgrade my overnight package to include Gerrard showcasing his massage skills also I would like details around who and how a volunteer occurs, the timeline for the enhancement process and the financial commitment.”

“Yes, certainly I have confirmed your requirements and if you can press your thumb here to accept the upgrade. Thank you.”

The assistant guided Theresa to a screen.

“Our volunteer criteria is detailed here, we need the subject to sign and confirm the changes. I would say, if the subject needs convincing of the benefits we can put a presentation team together our main priority is you and your satisfaction above all else. May I inquire if you have someone in mind?”

Theresa turned and looked at Gerrard’s tight ass. Then, slapped it.

“Yes, yes I do.”

“Excellent, if you provide the details we can create an estimate of the package requirements, timeline and cost estimate.”

“Here is his name and email address.”

“One moment.”

The sales assistant opened a browser and searched the name for a few minutes. She researched and configured the screen, spoke through her communication headset and a smile appeared as she confirmed the setup. While this occurred Theresa inspected another model called Sebastian. A woman called Kyle was laughing as she touched his cock and got a tingle from the electric buds.

“Your sample is ready to review, I believe we found the correct subject, I understand he’s a member of your trade staff representing your property business. We accessed his social media and online picture storage and created a 3D avatar. As you have shown an interest in Gerrard I have given him a similar initial configuration. He is not as tall but broader, I added muscle here and definitions here. I applied a single cock solution and this is set at 10 inch with 4 inch diameter. I have applied vibration pads to the pubis and primary cock, electric stimulation pads in the pubis, cock, fingertips and tongue tip. There is a 3D sculpted tongue set to eight inch. I have given him cinnamon and cardamom flavoured cum. I specified the standard tongue size allowing clear speech, I assumed you still want him as a trader, the language pack reflects languages for all locations you have business holdings. Enhanced skills include masseuse, guard, IT, advanced chef, physiotherapy and personal trainer. Standard modifications are in place for example, strength, stamina, sleep pattern, and M Division phone integrations. Would you like to edit this further?”

“Broader, more upper body muscles, stronger arm muscle demetevler escort definition. Firmer and bigger ass. Very nice. How long would this take?”

“Enhancements would take around 8 weeks. Since our volunteer may take some time to reach agreement we have a lag phase of two to four weeks to bring him on board.”

“And cost?”

“An estimated €4.2m.”

“I could buy a jet for that.”

“But would a jet make you feel as alive as staring at that perfect ass and earth-shattering orgasms on demand?”

“If I have to wait 3 months do I get a loaner.”

“I can see what can be arranged. We value your custom and faith, so I’m very confident we can make those days move quickly.”

Caitlin surveyed her customers. All were hovering around the models. Stroking their bodies, feeling their cocks kissing their lips and feeling their tongues. Many had placed deposits for orders. Looking at the account so far they had taken €50 million in orders. Estimate for the weekend will be closer to €100 m. Very successful indeed. Caitlin looked at the overnight guest list. Looks like her models will be very busy. Caitlin headed off to ensure the night schedule met her customers’ needs.

Theresa surveyed her room, a luxurious suite, but she had seen many such suites that novelty had passed years ago. She checked that her luggage had been correctly hung and waiting in the bar was a bottle of her favourite drink, a Japanese whiskey and a bottle of mineral water. She poured a generous measure. There was a knock at her door, she tapped her M Division phone allowing entry for the sales representative and Gerrard. A massage table was also brought in. The sales representative reintroduced Theresa and Gerrard and mentioned that Gerrard would be with her until she was deeply asleep or until you instruct him to leave. Gerrard was dressed in clean white trousers and a very tight white T-shirt. Looking the part of a masseuse. After the representative left he smiled and asked if he could fix himself a drink. He made two old-fashioned and handed one to Theresa she hadn’t realised, she had downed her whiskey while the table was set up. She felt all giddy like a teen again not at all like the women she normally exhibited.

“Let me know when you would like your massage.”

“You were a SAS officer?”

“Yes, I was stationed in, well I can’t tell you but you can guess.”

“And shot and blown up?”

“Yes I can’t recommend either.”

Theresa laughed too much. Was she flirting? She hadn’t flirted since.

“Did you kill people,” she asked too quickly

“Yes.”

“Did they deserve it.”

Gerrard thought for a moment

“I’m not sure anyone deserves it. But it was either me or them. Sometimes them or someone else. Always under instruction and reasoned.”

Theresa was quiet for a moment

“Are you as wealthy and powerful as iv been briefed?”

“Yes. Probably more so.”

“Must be exhausting all that coordination, all the shadow working, must drain you.”

“I do wonder where time goes. I see myself every now and again. But you can’t exhibit any doubt in your conviction.”

“Let me show you how I can help you have that restorative time. If you would change into your dressing robe I can free up some of that energy.”

Theresa looked at her 62 years and wondered what Gerrard would think. She still had a bit of mum pouch and her breasts and bottom hung lower than she cared to admit. But then she remembered this was about her pleasure, her needs. She didn’t need to be body conscious around him. He was here to serve her needs.

Theresa wondered out, Gerrard lifted her gently to the table. She flushed at his grip and strength and how easily he just manhandled her.

“I will start on your back and go from there.”

Gerrard’s hands moved her muscles, tendons so powerfully but never painfully. Her shoulder and back felt 15 years had been removed. Her feet felt relief then her ass. Wow! He never touched her pussy, but she practically dripped in anticipation.

“Now flip over.”

Theresa rolled over the dressing gown slipped revealing her breasts, they looked like a 62 year old pair of breasts that had fed two children. Gerrard’s locked eyes with hers as he gently lifted her and removed the rest of her dressing gown.

“We won’t need this.”

Gerrard gently massaged her face, then chest bone but not her breasts. Theresa’s eyes were closed, but she opened and found Gerrard’s face close, that smile, those lips. They kissed and Gerrard gently kneaded her breasts. For Theresa, it was a whirlwind of senses as Gerrard licked, massaged, kissed and sucked her breasts. She could feel an electric tingle from his tongue that made her gasp and squirm. Her pussy creamed.

Next a gentle finger massaged her pubis. Her bush was tidy, but she again became self-conscious about grey pubes. But by god that felt good.

Gerrard sucked and teased her nipples as he made sure her clit woke up. He used his electric touch to gently stimulate her clit. Gerrard’s improved senses allowed him to see Theresa like no other. He could see the micro changes in her skin as she became hornier and wanting. Her scent had changed as her pleasure increased. He can see an electric map light up as her clit and nerve bundles become awake.

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By Dan57 and Cih

Amit’s return

Lydia had stayed home during the whole Diwali festival in fear of falling into the clutches of Sir Nigam or Vikash, the police officer. She was still trying to immerse deeper in the Indian civilization : so she had lit up a traditional row of twenty diyas (ghee lamps) to celebrate the return of Rama and the victory of good against evil. She had burned incense sticks in her house that had never housed a similar feast for years. Just Lydia was so afraid that she hadn’t watched the fireworks, firecrackers and other festivities in the street. Nothing unpleasant had arrived for her… It was now the day after Diwali! If Amit hadn’t changed his plans, he should arrive late in the afternoon and she busied herself preparing a variety of sweets and pastries for him. Some typical Canadian pastries would give the food an exotic touch for Amit’s benefit!

kept thinking she was not attractive enough for Amit, that he would never return to her! Such ideas depressed her and every hour increased her stress! The culmination came when Sir Nigam paid her a visit about two hours before Amit’s arrival…

– Good evening, Lydia! I wanted to chat with you!

Lydia curtsied deeply in acknowledgement of Sir Nigam’s superiority. Her visitor understood the meaning of the gesture, oblivious of the fact that a true Dalit girl shouldn’t be aware of such typically European customs. Maharajahs in India had their own complex protocol with some of them imitating European habits but lowly castes were never concerned! A Dalit was, by definition, unlikely to ever meet a Maharajah who would never have even acknowledged his or her presence!

Lydia had a good idea of the reasons of Sir Nigam’s unexpected visit : he knew that Amit was coming back in about two hours and he wanted to mark his territory by fucking her brains out : she would be filled with his seed when Amit would arrive and she wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy her mate’s return! What she just feared was that he wouldn’t just cum in her pussy but he would continue until she had cummed too and that would leave her completely exhausted for her beloved one! So, she decided to offer sir Nigam more than he had dreamed : she tightened her simple saree around her body and started to undulate around him like a snake: The moves of her body pushed alternatively her breasts, her belly, her hips or her knees against the taut fabric that seemed to have a life of its own.

The dance was hypnotic and Sir Nigam’s cock soon began to swell inside his dhoti. Sweat started to run from his forehead and his hands to shake with desire. On the contrary, Lydia was totally in control of her own body and she continued to tease her Master! When he began to moan, at the peak of excitation, she slowly unhooked her choli, just leaving the last hook to hold it together! He forgot a few seconds to breathe. Lydia smiled in triumph! She then undid the last hook and started a furious dance around him, just holding her choli with her hands. Suddenly she stopped her gyrations and pushed her choli open, just when she was facing him. Her move pushed her tits forward when his face was just a few inches from her pushed forward tits. He gasped and his cock erupted in his loincloth. She had won, this time but she already knew that next time, he would wank himself until he had cummed before visiting her. Thus she would be more likely to cum before him…

Sir Nigam cursed but he couldn’t accept that Lydia had outwitted him. He had to show her he was the boss and she shouldn’t try to play such tricks to him. He stripped her naked and called for his secretary to come and hold her still. He bent down and started to suck at her neck. He placed hickeys on her neck, then on her shoulders and on her breasts. She tried to push him away but he outweighted her by far and she was no match for him even without the help of his assistant. He bent further down and placed two more big hickeys on her pussy : Sir Nigam had marked her as his like cattle and she had no way to hide it before Amit’s return. She had tears in her eyes in total defeat…

Sir Nigam considered her with a triumphant sneer. He rearranged his dhoti where a revealing wet stain was the ostensible symbol of his temporary defeat! He drew out of his attaché case a small gift for her : the superb saree she had worn during the visit of Prince Kyrhan, Mark and their wives. It was Lydia’s turn to gasp. She would love to appear before Amit in this outfit but now with the marks covering her body, she would have preferred Amit not to arrive and see her complete defeat. What should she do?

Lydia’s hesitation was short lived: Amit was due any time and she couldn’t wait! Lydia was already naked and she hastily put on back the petticoat, then the choli and finally the saree, forcing herself not to take into account that two men were watching her putting on her clothes with leering eyes. She tightened her saree just as Sir Nigam’s secretary had done. Her outfit just called for immediate rape : it was hugging demetevler escoırt her body like a second skin! Lydia danced around Sir Nigam in a revenge tease! He couldn’t do anything to her as Amit was due any time! She rubbed her bottom against his swelling cock… He snarled to her :

– Next time I put my hands on your sweet ass, you won’t be able to sit on your delicious bottom for a whole week! Enjoy your first day with Amit! You’ll pay for it, slut!

– Promises, always promises! But are you man enough to make them true?

Sir Nigam left, just before exploding… This slut would learn the hard way it’s dangerous to provoke him! At the same moment, Lydia was thinking she had been unwise to antagonize such a powerful man. When she had rubbed her ass against his groin, she had felt a glorious erection under her ass. At least, Sir Nigam would probably want to avenge himself by fucking her to his content. Brutality in sex was something she relished. She had never enjoyed dull sexual couplings and she wished Sir Nigam would rape her again. Having Amit for sweet sex and sir Nigam for more adventurous bouts would suit her perfectly! Sir Nigam left at last and, about one hour later, she heard someone knocking at the door. She was unsure whether it was Amit or Vikash. So she inquired :

– Who is it?

– Amit, dear! I’ve just returned from Delhi!

Lydia swung the door open and jumped in the arms of her beloved! He took her in his strong arms and carried her inside!

– I really missed you; pretty! God : you saree is just jaw dropping! I have never seen anything so glamorous. Do you intend to seduce a Maharajah or the president of the USA? Where did you find this marvel?

– One question at a time : it’s a gift from Sir Nigam. He had asked me to serve dinner to his guests, last week. By the way, there was a former Maharajah, now a prominent member of the federal government with his wife and a couple of his friends : an American guy installed in India and his wife. She has a typically American face but she speaks quite fluently Hindi and she wears the saree as if she had worn one since she is adult… She could pretend to be Indian anywhere!

– So, when I leave you alone for a short time, you meet very important people! Already tired of my modest person?

– Don’t be stupid, luv! I wept every morning and evening when you were far away. I missed you terribly. Sir Nigam and Vikash, the police officer have been awfully rude with me!

– What did they do to you?

– They forced me to have sex with them. For me, it was just rape but nobody was there to rescue me. Sir Nigam told me it was just fun but Vikash told me Sir Nigam was too important to be annoyed by my putty complaints!Look at what Sir Nigam has done to me on his last visit!

Lydia pushed back her saree to expose her shoulders and her neck. The reddish marks of extensive hickeys were clearly visible on her skin! Amit opened wide eyes :

– They are not love hickeys! He must have drawn blood with them!

– That’s not all!

Lydia completely peeled the saree from her body, unhooking quietly her choli to show off her magnificent breasts with other hickeys on them! Amit gasped and a flash of animal lust ignited in his eyes. She dropped her saree on a chair and lifted her petticoat. She had omitted to wear knickers and her bald pussy was adorned by two large hickeys that attracted Amit’s feverish eyes.

– I was lucky you were due anytime, otherwise he would have added a dozen more! What do you think of it?

– It’s straight forward abuse and unacceptable behaviour but I must admit that, for a man like me, I find it extremely exciting and I feel ready to complete your series of hickeys, so that you can show Sir Nigam that I claim you as my own!

– What are you saying : you want to make more hickeys and tell me to show them to Sir Nigam! Are you mad?

– Certainly not, dear but watching your body thus marked has terribly excited me! Shall we take advantage on it! I can’t wait any more!

Lydia was flabbergasted but she found nothing to answer to her mate! He was already removing his garments, almost ripping off his loincloth in his haste! He was sporting a huge hard on, just a little smaller but equally thick than what she had seen hanging from Kyrhan’s crotch during the dinner! She remembered that during their previous coupling, Amit hadn’t been able to enter her completely but he had told her there were ways to go deeper into her ; that was the perfect moment to test it! And if the price to it was offering her body to Sir Nigam, she was willing to pay it if Amit didn’t care!

– OK, Amit! You told me that you could make me accommodate your whole cock in my pussy! Now prove me you weren’t a braggart! And if you make me cum sufficiently hard, I may consider your idea of showing my whole set of hickeys to Sir Nigam but remember that it was your idea! I would have thought you would try to kill him, not offer your loving mate rus escort to his lecherous whims!

Amit nodded, suddenly extremely attentive and almost dedicated. He made her lie on her knees and arms. She thought he intended to take her rearward but he moved toward her front, offering his fully erect cock to her lips. She lifted her head to have a better view on him. He told her to suck him. She eagerly bent down to take his cock in her mouth. She carefully took his balls into her right hand. She swirled her tongue over his cock. His cock swelled even more in her mouth and was now rock hard. Her cock sucking experience was sufficient for her to know she had to suck him harder…

– Cover it with your saliva. It will go quite deep in your pussy! Nobody has entered you so deep so far. Afterwards, you’ll be a complete Indian girl!

Lydia was doing her best to please Amit. He pulled out of her mouth and moved behind her back. He was going to take her rearward. She had read that in this position he would go deeper but two inches and a half : it was just impossible! She bent her head downward in absolute submission : Amit was at this moment her Master, her owner and she was just a slave waiting anxiously for the orders of her Master… He pulled her legs backward so that she was now on all fours, like an animal…. She would do anything for him at this moment! She arched her back to offer him a better view on her ass…

Lydia could feel the cold air on her dripping love lips as Amit entered her pussy. His cock was so huge that she could feel her pussy stretching out to capacity to accommodate him. He fitted inside her like a hand fitted in a tight glove. They matched perfectly and she felt no pain at all. Nothing so big had ever entered her pussy. She could feel his cock moving in and out of her pussy than gathering progressively speed. After each move, he went deeper into her. She wondered what he was up to : he could have entered her much faster! But he continued to drill into her with the same speed. She groaned when he bottomed out, testing the elasticity of her cervix… She turned her head and saw that he had gained just a little less than an inch and there was still nearly two inches sticking out… She would have wept : she hadn’t been able to take him completely. Amit felt her despair :

– Cool, Luv, I haven’t finished!

He pulled back by an inch and rammed his cock forward. She emitted a piercing shrill : it hurt! The shock was soon replaced by a constant pounding. He wasn’t getting enough to speed to really hurt her but the constant hammering made her scream continuously. She felt something yield inside her and he went a little deeper. He continued his assault and the tip of his cock continued to disappear slowly into her… Amit stopped for a minute to explain her :

– Your cervix normally opens up when you deliver babies. The stimulation I gave you loosened the grip of the sphincter and allowed my cock to enter your womb. It has been possible just because it’s long enough to do the job. When I will tell you, you’ll stop taking contraceptive pills and I will spew my seed directly on your eggs. You’ll get pregnant quite faster than normally! But it’s still up to you ta take or not your pills.

– No, it’s up to you, now, Amit : you’re my master, my chief and I will obey your orders from now on!

– Just think twice : I’m muich older than you do!

– I have already thought it out : I want your baby, your babies in fact! I know that Indian women have often large families. You have just a single son! I want to fulfill all your wishes for a new life!

– OK, then You’ll stop taking your pills on the 25th of next month : it’s my birthday and I would want to sire a baby in your womb that day!

– You may be lucky my peak fertility should be on the 24th! I may stop taking my pills a few weeks before to increase our chances…

– That’s a deal, luv! Afterward, you may be free to pay a visit to Sir Nigam!

– What? You want me to cheat on you!

– If I tell you that you may fuck him, you won’t cheat on me and, by the way, you’ll be already pregnant : he could do anything he wants, his seed won’t produce offspring!

– So it doesn’t matter if I fuck Sir Nigam!

– Don’t forget we live in India, a country very deeply interested by sex : it’s probably the very hot and often very wet weather that makes everyone languid. When we see a pretty lass, it stirs a man from apathy and sexual desire just blossoms! When you’ll know your neighbours, you’ll discover plenty of torrid stories : a woman is often courted or bluntly taken by force or blackmail by her neighbours, her landlord, the shop keeper next door, her boss, some wallah (delivery man), her coworker, her brother, uncle, cousin or sometimes her father or grand father! It creates a perpetual sexual tension and many women end up yielding to their lust.

– Yes! I know it all but what about men : do you dream of fucking anyone wearing a saree?

– Men have more batıkent escort freeway but it’s basically the same problem : the man who had invited me for Diwali left me alone with his wife for hours, just in case I was interested in her. He was probably disappointed I was just thinking to you and I made no moves on her. But India is the land of carnal lust, of the weirdest desires that can be fulfilled any time! I wasn’t furious when you told me that Sir Nigam had covered your body with hickeys in the most intimate places! I have even told you that you may pay him a visit when I’ll have you safely bred and I perfectly know what he is up to!

Lydia accompanied Amit when he went to inspect the old irrigation system : the ditches were nearly filled up by mud but under it, the concrete seemed in relatively good state. Lydia had told her mate that he was the boss and she was just the menial labourer. So it was just normal that she carried the tools and then that she did the dirty job under his orders… She dug up carefully the ditch, making sure she wouldn’t damage the concrete. The mud was filled with water and felt extremely heavy but Lydia worked with enthusiasm : the job was new for her and working in water just protected her somewhat from the surrounding heat. She cleaned ten feet of the ditch to give Amit a general view. She had been wise to put on her most worn out saree and itch it up around her hips not to be hampered in her moves…

Amit was watching her with open interest : her legs were uncovered up to her knees and she was sweating profusely. Her saree was literally hugging to her skin, leaving nothing of her anatomy to imagination and it was a delicious moment for him! She made for him several boreholes in different places. The temperature was steadily increasing and Amit decided for a pause. They found a suitable place under a tree. Lydia scurried away to look for food and water. It was her job too : she was just a helping hand and he was the boss. She returned half an hour later, carrying a big jar on her head with one hand to steady it and she was holding a bag with their lunch in the other hand. She arrived without spilling a single drop : she had made incredible progress since she had met Sir Nigam for the first time : she would have lost half her load after a mile then while now she almost danced all the way to where Amit waited for her!

Lydia increased the swaying of her hips when she could be seen by her mate : Perhaps, she could entice him into fucking her against the tree trunk after the lunch! She opened the bag and busied herself arranging the table. She rolled a stone to offer Amit a seat but she declined his offer to prepare another stone for her!

– Today, I am at your service and I will be paid for it! As the servant, I should stay up to serve you properly!

– Oh, Lydia, stop that crap! I am not Sir Nigam and I’m a Dalit just like you!

– Maybe but you are in charge! So please let me serve you just like my master! Just tell me if you need or want anything and I’ll provide it to you!

– OK! It’s your choice!

Lydia made a great fuss at serving him with the solemnity she had used when serving Prince Kyrhan and his friends… The food was delicious : she had taken the pastries and sweets she had made for Amit’s return and he complimented her for her skills. She continuously teased Amit, massaging his neck, helping him out of his shoes, pushing her tits forward when she served him food and pushing back her bottom when she was getting away. No man could have resisted such a permanent assault and Amit even less than the average man! When she had cleared the table, she curtsied to show him her respect but before she had had the opportunity to leave, he grabbed her by the waist and drew her behind the cover of bushes. She offered him little resistance, a pure token as that was what she had wished!

Amit lifted the hem of Lydia’s saree and took her petticoat along., not bothering to strip her naked. She enjoyed it terribly, imagining she was a servant with her Master picking up her skirts and it suited perfectly to her submission fantasies : it was role playing but she immersed readily in the role! She was aware she was playing in dangerous waters : if she became addicted to such games, Sir Nigam, Sujeet, Amit’s son, or anyone else would quite easily enslave her and use her whenever they felt like it : she would become just a hole to be filled willingly…

Amit curbed her on top of a stone and she did not fight him. She was truly in her role : a man with a strong will had just cornered her and lifted her saree and her petticoat. Unfortunately, she had decided not to wear knickers as she was to work in a ditch filled with mud. She would have muck up to her pussy and without knickers, it would be easier to get clean again but now it was a disadvantage in her role playing : if she did not wear undies, it was obviously because she expected to be fucked. In truth, it had been her principal reason : the mud should not get higher than her knee! Lydia realized she had acted like a real slut and it enhanced tremendously her pleasure. Amit humped forward with a loud groan and impaled her to his balls. She was totally his! She screamed in ecstasy : that was the proper way to treat a hot girl, the way she loved to be treated!

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The moonlight was bright, shimmering on the water of the pool, bathing the whole garden in an almost ethereal light. I lay on the poolside lounger, deep in the shadows of the veranda, enjoying the last of the evening’s warmth from one of those typical summer super hot days. I drew slowly on one of the few cigarettes I’d allowed myself that day as I desperately tried to cut down and perhaps eventually stop. I sipped a cool drink also as I just allowed the tensions of the day to melt away.

I heard the slight squeak of the back door, but didn’t turn and look, assuming it was my wife Melanie come out to see if I was ready for bed yet. Then I remembered she’d already gone in to bed a few hours previously, so tired she could hardly keep her eyes open, and I’m sure she’d have just fallen straight to sleep. That made me glance over, and my eyes widened, it was my daughter Kristine standing there looking around, a short towel wrapped around her. As her eyes turned my way, I drew forcefully on the cigarette, lighting my whole face, letting her know I was there .. but she didn’t seem to notice – or if she did, she chose to ignore it – because next moment she lifted her hands and unhooked the towel and let it cascade to the floor …and she was naked! totally, completely naked!

I drew in a breath so quick I almost swallowed the cigarette! She was absolutely gorgeous! Maybe I’d been going blind, or perhaps I just hadn’t been paying attention, because right under my nose, my darling daughter had suddenly grown up! there was shape and substance to her body now that had definitely not been there the last time I looked. Her legs were long and shapely, her ass cheeks tight and shapely, her stomach almost flat, and her breasts … my god, her breasts …so beautiful, high and firm. Not overly large, but topped with the most exquisite nipples, that seemed to stand out a mile, especially when she lifted her hands behind her head and stretched and arched. Then she was bending forward, swaying slightly from side to side, lifting first to the left and then to the right, giving me a perfect look at her left breast as she turned in my direction … and my eyes feasted on it … then moved to her tight ass cheeks as she turned to the other side.

I guess because I was naked too and didn’t have tight clothes to constrain me, it came as a shock to suddenly discover that I was sporting a massive erection! one moment I was lounging there all relaxed, the next moment my 7 inches were rock hard and throbbing … and there could only be one cause of that …my gorgeous, sexy daughter! I felt myself flushing with guilt at the realization, but then the flush just got hotter and hotter and I realized it was no longer guilt or embarrassment …it was fully fledged lust!

Exercises completed, she stepped forward and executed a perfect dive into the pool, hardly raising a splash. I watched her swim a few lengths of the pool before realizing that this would be a perfect time for me to slip inside un-noticed, if I waited until she was almost at the other end of the pool why, she might not even hear the squeak of the door as I opened and closed it. I guess I thought too long, because on her next trip down the pool she headed straight for the steps and climbed out …and I groaned inwardly. The steps were only a few yards away from me in bright moonlight, and as she slowly climbed out I could see her naked body in close up…

I licked my lips at the sight of those gorgeous breasts again, damn, looking slightly larger this close, but still little more than half a handful … but those nipples, wow, protruding a good quarter of an inch from large, slightly puffy surrounds … I almost felt myself lean forward, tongue outstretched, to lick them, and my cock just throbbed and throbbed. Then she was rising even further out of the pool, far enough for me to see …oh GOD! she had THE most delectable, delicious, pussy imaginable …not a hair on it …her sculptured lips standing out like a relief map of heaven …and just the tip of her pink clit poking through. My whole body shuddered and shook, and my breath was coming a million miles an hour … I couldn’t help myself …I reached down and clasped my cock in my hand and started to stroke it slowly.

She stood at the top of the steps looking straight at me …or that’s how it seemed to my feverish brain … and I even thought I detected a slight smile turn up the corners of her mouth as she lifted her hands and cupped and lightly stroked her own breasts. Then she was moving away, slowly, tantalizingly, swaying her tight ass cheeks almost invitingly …she picked up her towel and slowly wrapped it around herself, then walked to the back door and opened it …turning once again at the last minute and staring in my direction .. or was that yet again my fevered imaginings?

As the door finally closed behind her I let out a deep groan and pumped my cock harder .. replaying those images in my mind as I brought myself closer and closer, then, EXPLODING …shooting hot cum all up my chest, and even splashing it pendik escort onto my face as I came and came and came wildly. As it tapered off I groaned again, this time out of guilt and embarrassment, damn, I was masturbating over my own daughter! I quickly lifted myself from the lounger and walked over and slid silently into the pool, washing the sticky cum from my hot body as I swam length after length, trying to exhaust myself, trying to rid myself of those hot images of Kristine … my own daughter, Kristine.

Eventually, a combination of having exploded my hot lust as I lay on the lounger, and the cool water, managed to get me to a stage where I felt I could venture back indoors. I didn’t even have a towel to dry off with, so I padded slowly inside, still dripping. I was surprised to find a towel on a chair by the door, I was sure it hadn’t been there earlier ..oh well, perhaps I just missed it. I dried off and walked into the semi darkness of the kitchen and opened the fridge to get myself a cool drink, “Can I have one too, dad?” this voice said, and I jerked up and spun around so fast I hit my head on the fridge door.

She laughed, throatily, then pretended concern as she walked over and rubbed my head, “Oh, poor daddy, did you hurt yourself?” she said.

I was totally in shock, lost for words.

She reached around me and pulled out two cans of drink and then turned and walked away towards the lounge…well, I think she walked .. It looked more like a sensuous dance as her towel covered rear, undulated wildly. Towel covered? Damn, she hadn’t even bothered to …and underneath …oh god, my mind went wild ..and my towel started to tent. She glanced over her shoulder and grinned, “Come on daddy, you did want a drink, didn’t you?”

In a daze I followed her, into the dimness of the lounge, a dimness lit only by the flickering light of the TV, it’s sound almost totally muted … but then you didn’t need much sound for what was on the screen …one of my hot, porno movies!! I stood there in total shock. Kristine moved over to the couch and sat down, placing both cans on the table at her side, and patted the seat beside her, “Well, daddy, aren’t you going to join me? it’s been such a long time since we sat and watched a movie together …grin…remember how I used to sit on your lap and get all frightened when the baddies came on and you used to hold me tight and comfort me?” she said.

I groaned, remembering those days only too well, god how she’d changed from then!, I found myself moving forward and sitting along side her and accepting the now opened can and sipping it, my eyes half glued to her and half glued to the screen, where an exceedingly young girl was in the process of unzipping the trousers of a much older man …and the synchronicity of the scene hit me like a hammer between the eyes!

Kristine was looking at the screen, slowly sipping her drink, a curious smile on her lips, “Mmm, do you think she’s really beautiful daddy?” she asked gesturing at the screen with her can.

I felt myself flush, “Well …Uh …I guess she’s ok” I managed to stammer.

She half turned and looked at me, her eyebrows raised in a quizzical look, “Ok? but this is your favorite video” she said, screwing up her face as if in an effort to remember, “Ah, yes, ‘8 out of 10, Hot, Hot, Hot!’, wasn’t that it?”

My eyes almost bulged out of my head, and I had a sudden attack of coughing as my drink went down the wrong way, How? When? Oh god! Then it hit me, three weeks ago, I’d been writing in my video review book in my den when I got called away by the doorbell, only to find no one there. When I returned Kristine was standing by my desk, smiling and waiting for me with a question that could easily have waited until later, and my book …yes it was there on the desk …she’d looked at it!

Even as these thoughts and realizations were going through my head, she was looking at me and smiling. Then she nodded, as if satisfied that I’d worked it all out, “Yes daddy, I saw your book and read it, and it intrigued me so much, when you and mom went out the next day I hunted around for your key and got out the videos and watched them …they were so .. shocking .. yet, so …exciting too” she said. Then turned back to the screen and licked her lips, “And this one, Mmmm, if it’s not her beauty that gives it such a high rating, could it be because she’s about to lick her daddy’s cock?”

The atomic bomb seemed to go off in my head! and in my body! and I just sat there stunned, staring at my beautiful daughter staring at the screen where the girl was indeed just taking the man’s cock into her mouth. I even opened my mouth to speak half a dozen times, to deny her statement, but nothing came out except a moaning, keening sort of noise. “Am I prettier than her, daddy? Is my body nicer? .. she gave a little giggle .. I gave you plenty of time to look outside, didn’t I? or were you too busy playing with yourself?” she asked, and turned and stared me straight in the eyes.

“You knew?” I squawked, “You saw?”

She maltepe escort nodded and smiled, “Oh yes, I knew you were there, I knew you wanted to see me …and I know you reacted, just like you’re reacting now” she said, and let her eyes drop deliberately to my lap …my lap that was like a tent! Then her eyes were back on mine and she asked again, “Am I prettier than her daddy? Is my body nicer?”

I groaned and shuddered, “Yes” I whispered “Oh God yes, much, much more beautiful and …”

“And what, daddy?” she said, leaning forward slightly.

I swallowed hard, “And much, much more sexy” I blurted out.

Her smile was like a cat that had just had the cream, and she lifted her hand and stroked it across my chin, then leaned forward and brushed my lips with hers. As she did that, she let her hand trail down over my naked chest, sending shivers all through me, until it brushed lightly over my tented cock, causing me to almost jump off the seat. “And do you want me to …? Daddy? …like in the video?”

I was too much in shock to answer, and it was almost in a daze that I watched her stand up and move in front of me and lift her hands to unhook her towel and let it fall …and she was naked. gloriously naked, right in front of me. She lifted her hands to cup her small, tight breasts, fingering her puffy nipples until they swelled even more, then trailed her hands all the way down her body to cup around her pussy, shivering herself as she did so, “You want me, daddy, don’t you? really want me? …that’s why the video excites you …because when you watch it you’re thinking of me aren’t you?” she whispered.

I groaned and shuddered, “Yes, Yes, oh god yes, every time, I think of you? I whispered.

Her smile grew wider and wider, “Mmmm, I needed to hear that daddy, needed you to say it” she said, and dropped to her knees in front of me, lifting my towel to one side and releasing my rampant, throbbing cock. “Wow, daddy, it’s so big and thick …and hot” she said as she reached forward and cupped it. I groaned and shuddered just at the soft touch of her hands as they lightly gripped my throbbing shaft and stroked it up and down. “Mmmm much bigger than the daddy in the video” she whispered as she leaned forward and flicked her tongue like a snake across the head of my cock, causing me to jump and jerk.

She looked up at me over the head of my cock and grinned, “You like that daddy? Mmmm, I want you to like it, I want to please you very much … I’ve watched the video three times so I’d know what you like, know what to do …well, (She giggled) actually, three and a half, there was one occasion when you and mom came back unexpectedly and nearly caught me, I had to scramble to get it out of the machine and put it away before you came in from the car.” She said, laughingly.

Suddenly I remembered, just a couple of days ago, getting out the video when Melanie was out at a meeting, and finding it only half re-wound when I was always so particular about leaving everything in order. Oh god, we must have watched the same video on the same day …I suddenly found myself wondering if it made her touch herself and play with herself the way it did me, and my cock jumped in her hands. Then I was thinking no more …just reacting … as her teasing tongue began to stroke lightly up and down the underside of my cock, then caress around the rim before sliding all the way back down to encompass my heavy balls. I was shuddering and shaking almost uncontrollably. Then her mouth opened wide and she started to take my swollen cock head inside …oh god…it felt so awesome! her hot lips, her incredibly active tongue playing my cock like a beautiful flute, sending fire racing to every part of my body.

And the visual stimulation was hotter than anything I’d ever experienced …I was half staring over Kristine’s head, watching the images of a young girl licking and sucking her daddy’s cock, and at the same time seeing and feeling the same thing happening to me! virtually my whole 7 inches was now buried in her mouth and throat and she was bobbing slowly up and down, sucking and licking. Somehow I’d slid forward on the couch and my balls were dangling over the edge and she was stroking and squeezing them … Oh God I couldn’t take much more of this and I knew it! my hands reached out and steadied her head as she came almost to the tip of my cock, and she glanced up at me …shit, what a sight!, her cheeks bulging with my cock, her eyes so wide and hot.

“Kristine …I …I can’t hold back .. I’m going to …” I stammered.

She slipped my cock head from her mouth and grinned up at me, “Oh yes , daddy, yes” she said, then to my utter astonishment buried my cock to the max in her mouth …sucking and lashing it wildly with her tongue, as her hand gripped the base and pumped vigorously! … and my whole body lifted from the couch and shuddered violently …and I EXPLODED! oh god, that first rush of hot cum up my cock and out into her mouth was more powerful than any I’d known, so it was little kartal escort wonder that she gagged and coughed, pulling her mouth from my cock.

Then I was shooting cum high wide and handsome, all over her face and breasts, into her hair, everywhere, and she was squealing and moaning and pumping, her whole face alight with a joyfulness …then her mouth was back, engulfing my still pumping, spewing cock, and she was drinking my juices down, slurping loudly, the very sound causing me to swell and spurt some more …and over her head .. on the screen .. daddy was shooting his load over his daughters face and breasts too …and the synchronicity blew my mind .. and I came and came and came!!

Finally drained, I opened my eyes and she was sitting back grinning like a Cheshire cat, white blobs of cum streaking her gorgeous breasts. “Wow, daddy, that was awesome!” she said. Her tongue came out and licked across her lips, picking up some of my cum on the way, “Mmmm, I didn’t know it would be so tasty …oh, the girl in the video seemed to enjoy it, but I thought that was just acting, Mmmm. now I know better” she said.

I shuddered again as I watched her hot tongue scooping up my cum .. the fire still raging in me … and I finally managed a smile, letting my eyes roam hotly over her beautiful, naked body …and I knew what I was going to say … “And the rest of the video? Did you watch that too?” I asked.

She locked her eyes on mine, deep, dark, almost hypnotic eyes, “Yes, daddy, I watched …everything” she said softly, yet, hotly.

I nodded, smiling, “And you want …everything?” I asked.

It was her turn to shudder, her tongue darting out and across her lips, her breasts seeming to swell as the ripple went through her body.

“In the video, the father licks all his cum off his daughter’s body, then teases and arouses every part of her …then …” I said.

She gulped, nodding slightly, “I know” she whispered hoarsely.

I glanced around to the bedroom, licking my lips, “But if your mother comes” I said hesitantly.

Her chuckle was as hot and horny as anything I’d ever heard, “Oh, I don’t think so” she said, grinning, “You remember those sleeping tablets that she got when she had the bad tooth?”

My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped, “You didn’t?” I gasped.

She nodded, “Two, in her hot chocolate tonight, she wont surface until sometime tomorrow!” she said, and her grin was a mile wide.

And I was grinning too, grinning and moving forward, pressing her back onto the floor, then reaching back and pulling the cushions from the couch to place under her, “Mmmm, quite the little plotter and planner aren’t you” I said.

She grinned up at me, “Do you mind, daddy, do you really mind?”

“Oh yes” I said, looking at her with mock sternness, “And I’m about to show you how much I mind …such behavior, such sneaky behavior” …and I leaned down and began to lick my sticky cum from her breasts. With a shuddering moan, she closed her eyes and arched her body into my mouth … it wasn’t the last shuddering moan she let out as my lips and tongue trailed over her amazing breasts and nipples, which seemed to have a life all of their own, pulsing and swelling in my mouth, jumping and jerking as my tongue lashed them. Mmm her nipples were extraordinarily long …and so, so sensitive that she orgasmed three times as I licked and sucked them, each time calling out my name, each time begging me not to stop … well. I certainly had no intention of doing that, I was totally wrapped in her beauty and sexuality …totally on fire within myself.

Well I remembered the video too .. hell I’d watched it often enough, imagining Kristine as the girl in the movie – so I was determined to make it as good, if not better than that. So I licked and sucked and stroked, teased and tormented and tantalized, bringing her to wild orgasm after wild orgasm until she was almost constantly shaking and shuddering, begging for more, pleading for …

And then came that glorious moment, the moment when my big cock head pressed gently into the folds of her naked pussy lips ..and she screamed out her demands, “Yes Daddy, yes, oh please, daddy, fill me ..oh god daddy ..yes”

Slowly, with infinite patience I ignored her urgent pleadings and eased my big cock into her, allowing her pussy walls to expand comfortably, stopping at points along the way to lick and suck on her breasts and rock hard nipples …and then I was in …all the way in … resting my weight on her momentarily as I savored the feel of every inch of my throbbing cock being caressed by her hot pussy.

Suddenly she lifted and arched and screamed, as an orgasm swept through her, a quite different orgasm, the ones that only come from feeling a throbbing cock deep inside you, and I waited until it started to subside before moving my cock gently back and forth, each stroke becoming longer and slightly faster, until I was drawing my cock out so that only the very tip remained between her quivering lips, before thrusting back hard and fast and DEEP!, “Yes, Daddy, Yes, Oh yes fuck me daddy, fuck me!” she screamed …and I obliged!! I couldn’t have done otherwise! I wanted her so much by now that I would have walked over red hot coals to get my cock into her writhing, shuddering pussy.

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“Are sure you want this to happen?”

“I don’t want it to happen. I don’t NOT want it to happen. I want to stop worrying about whether it happens. Why? Don’t you want it?”

“I’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t make me happy, as long as you want it too.”

“I guess I’m saying is that if it doesn’t happen, I want it to be because it just doesn’t, and not because of what people will think if it does.”

“That’s what I want too.” Bill stroked my cheek.

“I love you, Bill,” I said. He put his arms around me. I tried to do the same to him, but his left arm was in the way of my right, and I accidentally put my hand on his crotch. I could feel it getting hard. He kissed me on the lips, and I lay back on the bed.

He climbed between my legs, and I could feel his cock through his underwear. “Is this the right time?” he asked.

“Didn’t we just have this conversation?” I asked. I questioned whether we were really on the same page or not. “I told you, I’m not trying to make it happen. I just want things to come naturally like they do for everyone else.”

“No, I get that. I mean, is it the right number of days since–“

“Oh, that!” My concern was allayed. “I don’t know if it’s the best time, but it’s definitely not the worst.” Bill lifted the hem of my night shirt a little, kissed my navel and looked up at me. I smiled. He lifted it some more, so I pushed him off and took it off. He laid me back down and kissed my left nipple. Instead of looking at him, I closed my eyes and smiled more. He kissed the other nipple and then licked it. He kissed me, and I felt his balls against my pussy through my underwear. I reached down between our crotches.

“So soon?” he asked.

“No, I just need to adjust the hem.” I pulled it away from my flesh and felt the puffiness of one of my lips. At that moment his cock slipped out of his underwear and I felt the head. “On second thought, yeah, take it off!” I said. He got off me and we both removed the last of our clothing.

Bill moved back on top of me. I could feel his cock against my thigh, and he asked, “What’ll we tell your mom?”

“There’s nothing to tell her, yet.”

“I mean if it happens.”

“It’ll break my heart, but I’ll tell her I don’t know who the father is. That’s the only regret I’d have.”

Bill is my younger brother. Well, half-brother. My dad had a one-night stand with a woman named Mona at a convention, and Bill was the result. I didn’t know about him until I was ten. Neither of my parents would have found out, but when he was seven, he and his mom were in a car wreck, and she went into a coma. My parents raised us together for the next few years. When Mona died, Dad wanted to keep all of us together, but by then Mom couldn’t take the daily reminder of the affair, so they divorced. Some smart-asses say that money can’t buy happiness, but it can make the misery more tolerable, and I guess they’re right. Dad did well enough that he could afford to buy another house only a couple counties away, and they turned into one of those ex-couples who got along better after a split.

I was finishing college and Bill was just starting when Dad got sick. Bill and I were the only ones who could care for him. After several months, I found that my favorite part of the shift was when Bill came home. He has the kind of sunny disposition that probably helped Dad make it another year, and it made it easier for me to get through it too. I started cooking meals for all three of us. One night when Dad was asleep, Bill was on his way out to his part-time job, and I kissed him. I only meant for it to be a sisterly kiss, but he turned and kissed me on the lips and I didn’t want him to stop. When he came home that night, we went out on the porch and talked. We both knew it was more, but it would be a while before either of us thought about doing anything more than kissing.

I didn’t have a job lined up when I graduated, so it made sense for me to move into their house. The night I moved my things in, after Dad went to sleep, Bill came into my room. We lay on my bed kissing, but nothing else happened. He did the same a couple nights later, and the night after that I came to his room. I surprised him on his next night off by not wearing a bra. He ran his hands up and down my back while we kissed, which felt better without a bra, but he was too nervous to do anything else.

I had to go out of town for an interview, so I wasn’t home the next two nights. On the way home, I barely thought about Dad; I just wanted to see Bill again. When I came home in the middle of the day, Bill was at the door dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and pants. He hugged me, told me he missed me and felt my back, disappointed that I was fully dressed. My hands came down, and I accidentally felt his butt. He was returning my earlier favor by going commando! I wanted to take him to bed right then, but Dad called from his room. Later that night I took a shower, and I didn’t put any kind of underwear on. After Dad went to sleep, I nodded to Bill and invited him into my room. “I missed you, too,” I told him. I put my arms around him. He did the same, noting the lack of a bra there. pendik escort I smiled and said, “Yeah.”

I moved my hands to his butt, and he was dressed the same as before. “Yeah yourself,” he said with a smile.

I moved his hands to my waist. He moved them to my butt and smiled more. “Yeah again,” I told him. I guided him to my bed. We hugged and kissed and rubbed each other’s bodies everywhere for what must have been fifteen minutes before I put my hand under the hem of his shorts. I didn’t make contact with anything but the lowest part of his butt, but it made him hard. He ground his hips into mine. I moved my hips up once to meet his, but then my bed squeaked, and we both lay still. We kept rubbing each other, and I got hotter, and he got harder. Suddenly he arched his back, and when he came back down, he wasn’t hard any more.

“Wow,” he said. He got off me, and we could both see a wet spot on my shorts. “Sorry ’bout that, Vicki,” he said.

“I’m not,” I told him.

“Really?

Bill had his hands on the waistband and was starting to push before I could speak. “Whoa, whoa! Slow down there, cowboy.”

He looked dejected. “Right. My sister.”

“It’s not that,” I told him. “I definitely have un-sisterly feelings for you, and I’m not sorry I made you come, but this has all kinds of potential to go wrong. Go to bed and we’ll see what happens another night.”

I went to be and wondered what the hell was wrong with me. Forget that I’m his half-sister–I was 22 years old, and I was going crazy for a 19-year-old! I knew the age might be an issue from how quickly he started to take his pants off.

For six months, we made out whenever we could, but we always had to be careful because we didn’t want Dad to see or hear us. On one particularly happy day, someone took Dad to a ball game to give us both an evening off. I had job applications to fill out, and Bill had homework. About two hours later, Bill came to my room. “I’m done with my homework. How are you doing?”

“Burned out,” I told him. “I’ll do more tomorrow.” I noticed he was wearing his beach pants again. I looked up at him. “How are you?”

“See for yourself,” he said.

I slid my hand up the leg and felt one of his balls. “Looks like someone wants to play,” I said. I’d already changed into a night shirt that barely extended past my butt. I stood up and put his hand on my thigh. “Two someones, as it happens.” He guided us to my bed and we lay down. Soon his pants were at his ankles and my shirt was halfway up my stomach. I started stroking his cock, and I told him, “Don’t worry; I know you won’t get it on my pants this time.” It got bigger and harder in my hand, but never so thick that I couldn’t hold it. When I could see his balls gathering up, I asked him, “Ready to come?” He nodded. I pushed him so we were both on our backs looking down. I wanted it to come back and land on either his chest or my night shirt, but I aimed very badly. Most of it landed on our legs, and a small bit of it ended up running down the crease between my thigh and my pussy. Knowing how close it had come to getting where it really, really shouldn’t made me even hotter.

“Your turn,” Bill said. He moved around and kissed my left thigh from the knee up to my crotch. He licked little circles around my pussy. I was looking forward to a long-awaited night of passion. He ran his tongue up and down the cleft between my pussy lips twice, and then we heard a car outside. Apparently Dad didn’t have the energy to sit through a whole game. Bill pulled his pants up and I pulled my shirt back down, and we came down to get Dad to bed. The next night we decided we needed to dial it back again, but it didn’t last.

I started a new job two days after Bill’s birthday. Dad had given me money to get Bill a jacket that he knew Bill wanted, and I had saved enough to get him another pair of beach shorts. It was fall by now, but he liked to wear them on laundry day, and I liked guessing what he had on underneath. Bill went to his room immediately and put both articles on. He looked kind of silly in a heavy jacket and shorts, but he really liked them both, and we all laughed. Dad seemed surprised that Bill was happy to spend his birthday at home. We both knew that’s not typical for 20-year-old guys. After Dad went to sleep, Bill stood outside my room. “I know you want to know,” he said, and he put my hand on his thigh.

“And I know you want to know too,” I said. I did the same, and he could feel that I didn’t have anything on under my shorts either. “Happy birthday!” I nodded back to my bed. Bill joined me at the bed. I put my hands on his waistband. I tugged just a little and stopped to look at him.

“You sure?” he asked.

“For this I am,” I told him. I pulled his pants down to his ankles. There it was, in all its erect, uncut glory, just as I’d remembered it.

“Take off your shirt, Vicki,” he whispered. I let go of his cock and did as he asked. He leaned down and caressed my left breast.

“Sit down,” I said. He did, and I sat next to him. I resumed stroking him. I went for a couple minutes to test him, and he didn’t do anything that maltepe escort I could possibly construe as forcing my head down. “Have you ever gotten a blow job?” I asked him.

“No. I’ve only had one girlfriend, and she said no the only time I asked.”

I got up and knelt in front of him. “Tonight you don’t have to ask,” I told him. I made myself salivate and licked around his head. I pulled the foreskin back. “Let’s see, how old are you now?” I asked.

“20.”

I kissed his head and then various random spots on his dick, counting up until I hit 10, when I took him in my mouth. I went up and down once for each year from 11 to 19. I could tell he was near the edge, so I took him in one more time and swirled my tongue around the shaft. When I let him go, I said, “20!” Then I cupped his balls and gently took one between my thumb and forefinger and added, “And a pinch to grow an inch. Not that you need it. You’re a mouthful already!” I swung my hips around and continued to suck him. Thanks to this new arrangement, he could rub any part of my body that he wanted to. I didn’t stop him when he put his hands under my shorts and rubbed my pussy directly. He was about to get his finger inside, but at that moment he announced he was coming. “I wanna see it again,” I told him. I let him go, and we watched it splatter over the jacket that he’d taken off.

I retrieved a towel that I saw in his laundry basket in the corner. I knelt in front of the new jacket and started wiping Bill’s cum off it. As I did, I could feel my shorts being tugged down. I lifted my right knee, and Bill pulled my shorts down to my shin. I switched knees, and soon my shorts were off. I felt him separating my legs and wondered what he had in mind. I felt his hair against both legs, and when I sat up to look down, he was under my pussy. “We didn’t finish what we started the other night,” he said. I got back on all fours. He tugged on my left pussy lip and sucked it into his mouth, then did the same with the right. He darted his tongue up and down the length of my pussy several times, occasionally grazing my clit. I gyrated my hips involuntarily, which created the same circles he’d been making before. On one of those circles, he got it dead center on my lips just as I lowered my hips, and his tongue went inside me. He reached up and put his hands on my butt cheeks to hold my pussy close to him. He couldn’t get it in very far, but his moist tongue around my lips was the best thing I’d felt in a couple years, certainly better than my own fingers. To make it easier for him, I stopped rotating my hips and started bucking them. I don’t know if he felt discouraged or just creative, but he moved his tongue to the upper part and added his index finger. The finger accomplished what his tongue couldn’t. “You’re getting puffy. Is that good?” he asked.

“It’s great,” I answered. Bill flipped me over and gave me a more conventional top-to-bottom cunt licking. I saw a picture of Dad on Bill’s nightstand and suddenly remembered we weren’t alone. I strained to whisper, “Make me come!” It only took a couple more swipes of his tongue before he did.

When we’d both recovered, Bill said, “Well, I guess I know what to get you for YOUR birthday.”

Dad got a lot worse the next week, and he died within a month. One of the last things he said before we lost him was telling both of us, “Take care of each other,” and we promised to. Bill didn’t touch me for several weeks. When I asked him, he said blamed himself for Dad’s death because he briefly had the thought that once it happened, we wouldn’t have to sneak around. I assured him there wasn’t any connection, although I started to wonder whether Dad had suspected what was going on. We didn’t have another opportunity for a week after that.

Dad left the house to Bill and me, and we decided to keep living there together. We sold Dad’s bed and bought a king-sized bed to share. Coincidentally, the bed arrived the same day that we finalized the transfer of the deed to our names. We put some nice sheets on the mattress, and then Bill went to his room to get ready for bed. He came back wearing a bath robe. I was under the covers. He opened the robe just enough that I couldn’t see his dick, but I could see he was naked underneath. “You like?”

“I like,” I said.

He pulled a small box of condoms out of the pocket and tossed it to me. If I had been worried about his maturity before, I wasn’t any more. “Welcome home,” he said.

I opened the box and tore one off at the perforation. “Same to you,” I added. Now naked, Bill put the robe over the post on the headboard and lifted the covers. “Surprise!” I said. I was naked too. He climbed in next to me, put his arms around me and kissed me.

“I love you, Vicki,” he said.

“I love you, too, Bill,” I said, running my hand over his hip. We shared a long kiss while he stroked my pussy lips. I responded by moving my hips closer. He put his index finger and middle finger on either side of my inner labia and caressed the outer area. That made me want him even more. I pulled him closer to kiss him, and he moved his fingers out of the way. I could kartal escort feel his cock against my leg. He was trying to hump me from the side. “Careful,” I told him. “You’re getting wet already.”

He pulled back, and I reached up for a condom. I opened it and rolled it over his dick. It seemed more beautiful this time, and I realized it was because I was acknowledging that it belonged to the man I loved. “Now?” he asked meekly.

I rolled onto my back. “Now,” I answered.

Bill crawled on top of me and slowly slid inside me. It dawned on me that the last time I’d had honest-to-goodness sex, I was only a little older than Bill was now. He was kissing my neck and moving his hips around, touching areas that hadn’t been touched in years, and a few spots that had never been touched. After several minutes of exchanging “I love you, Vicki!” and “Oh, Bill!” I could sense that he was close. “Come inside me, honey!” I moaned.

“Really?” he asked. He stopped thrusting and started to pull out.

I pushed him back in, almost in a panic. “No, not that! I want you to come in the condom … that’s inside my cunt.”

“Oh,” he said. “You really had me going there.” It took him a few seconds to get hard again, but soon I could feel his dick expand and contract as the semen pulsed through it. He let himself fall on top of me and panted. When he wasn’t hard at all any more, he climbed off me and pulled the condom off. “That was great,” he told me.

“It was,” I agreed. “I never had a boyfriend who was willing to wait as long as we did.”

“So I’m your boyfriend now?” Bill asked.

“We are what we are,” was all I could answer. “I’m not saying I didn’t love the other guys I’ve fucked, but … they’re not you, so I didn’t love ’em the way I love you.”

He said, “I love you, too.” The way he said it, if he were a girl, he probably would have said a long, “Awwww,” first.

“Put another one on,” I told him. He did, and this time it was my turn to climb on top. I didn’t just ride him like a cowboy; I think I was actually moving the way I’ve seen kids move when they pretend to ride a horse. My tits jiggled back and forth until Bill raised his head and took my right one in his mouth. When he started sucking on it, I ground my crotch into his even harder than before.

“Oh, God, oh, God,” Bill moaned.

“Coming again so soon?” I asked between thrusts.

“Yeah!” he shouted.

I sat up straight and waited. “Hmmp,” I said.

“Sorry, I thought I could hold back longer than that.”

“No, that’s not the problem,” I explained. “When I said I wanted you to come inside me, and then I said I meant inside a condom? I was right the first time.”

“Huh?”

“I really did want to feel it inside ME. I could see you tensing up, and when you moved your legs up, it gave me a really great sensation, but I wanted to actually feel you coming. More than that. I wanted to feel your cum!”

“Between a rock and a hard place, aren’t we? ‘Cause you wanna feel it inside you, but you probably don’t wanna get pregnant any more than I want you to.”

“I know what to do,” I told him, and I got on all fours. “There’s more than one place for me to feel it.”

“Holy shit!” Bill exclaimed. “I’ve never been with a girl who–I’ve never even had the nerve to ask!”

“I’ve never done it either,” I told him. “It’ll be the first time for both of us.” We had a little difficulty, since I was an anal virgin, but he was as gentle as I needed him to be, and his warm cum felt almost as good in my ass as it did the last time I’d let a guy come directly in my pussy. I lay down with my back to him and his arm around me, and we lay there for a while before Bill got up to turn the lights off.

When he came back to bed, he put his arm around me again. “Vicki?”

“Yeah?”

“All those times I shouted out how much I love you? Well, I wasn’t just saying it ’cause we were fucking. I really do love you.”

“I love you too, Bill.” I could feel his hard dick against my butt, but we went to sleep. I would never sleep alone again.

A couple nights later I dreamed that I was sitting back on the couch while Bill ate my pussy. We were the same age in our dream as in real life, but Dad came home from work just like when we were kids. He was wearing a hat and coat like all the TV dads from the fifties and sixties. He wasn’t mad at us, but he thought since I wasn’t writhing and screaming Bill’s name that Bill wasn’t doing a good job. He said, “No, no, Son, you’re doing it all wrong!” (Mind you, Dad had never worn a hat unless it was snowing, and he was never so formal as to call Bill “Son.”) Now, if any woman but me were having a weird incest dream, her dad would probably tell the brother to step aside and do it himself. But my dad, being really dad-like, knelt on the floor next to Bill and told him, “Go like this, and this, …” I couldn’t see what he was showing Bill, but everything worked when Bill tried it. I spurted a load of cum on Bill’s chin like a clown’s joke flower. Then Bill wanted to fuck me in the ass, and he was having trouble getting inside me, so Dad got underneath us and guided Bill’s dick into me. I don’t remember whether my pussy actually turned into a flower when I came, but in the morning I wondered whether that was my brain’s way of playing on the phrase “deflowering.” I bought some lube on the way home from work the next day.

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Since there was a lot more positive feedback then negative I decided to continue the story. There was also a great deal of people who want me to get revenge on my brother in law. If anyone has any ideas of how I it should be done please pass along your ideas.

Chapter 2: My Cousin Lori

A couple of weeks have passed since the night of the bachelorette party incident. Even though I told Sandra that I could forgive her for what she did: I just can’t bring myself to forgive her. It just wasn’t the fact that she cheated on me. But she let two guys fuck her and one of them was her brother Robert. On top of that she let the other guy fuck her in the ass. Every time I wanted to screw her ass, she would tell me that she would become a prostitute before she would let someone do that to her. Not only did she let someone else fuck her in the ass, but she even begs for it.

Since Sandra told me that she would be a whore before she would let me fuck her in the ass, I decided that I should treat her as one. So every time we would have sex I would treat her like a two bit whore. Before the bachelorette party I would do whatever I could do to make sure Sandra would have an orgasm. Since that night I stopped caring, I would just fuck her until I shot my load. A couple of times I would pull out of her pussy just before I would cum so I could shoot my load all over face and hair.

I figured if I did this long enough Sandra would ask for a divorce; which I would have gladly given her one. But she didn’t ask for one, she never even complained about how I was treating her. My guess was that she felt like she deserved it because of what she did to me. Or maybe she got use to living a very comfortable life of staying home and not having to work. What ever her reason was for staying she kept it to herself.

I really needed someone to talk to about what was going on in my life. I couldn’t talk to one of my friends; they would just humiliate me and tell me to get rid of the bitch. I figured the best person to talk to would be someone who is going through the same thing. That person would be my cousin Lori.

Lori is going through a divorce because of what happened at the bachelorette party. One night in a drunken stupor she told her husband that she let a stripper at the party fuck her. Her husband put his jacket on, went out the door and never came back. I felt bad for him because I knew what he must have been going through. But there was no way I was going to talk to him, I never like him anyway. I decided that Saturday I would go talk to Lori.

Saturday was a typical summer day; it was hazy, hot, and humid outside. I threw on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and ran out the door. On my way down the block to Lori’s house I must have passed about a dozen women on the street. They all had on sexy outfits which gave me a hard on. A couple of times I thought I should stop and try to get some phone numbers. Then I figured I better just get my ass to Lori’s house before I get myself in trouble.

I finally got to Lori’s house and rang the doorbell. Lori opened the front door and my eyes must have pop out of my head. She answered the door wearing a white mesh bikini and a pair of high heel sandals. She looked so amazingly sexy in it. I could even see her nipples poke through the fabric of the bikini. My dick started to get even harder just looking at her.

I should tell everyone what Lori looks like. A good description of Lori would be an average looking housewife with a tremendous body. She has a perfect hour glass figure. As you scan down her body your eyes move from her huge D cup tits, down to a slim waist. Then her body flares out to a voluptuous heart shaped ass and in her high heel sandals her long tan legs look muscular and shapely. She looks like a slightly taller version of adult film starlet Christy Canyon.

“Peter, what brings you over today?” Lori ask

“I just need your opinion about something.” I stammered.

“Ok, come on in” Lori said.

She gave me a seductive smile and let me in the house. As I followed her through the house she was swaying her pendik escort hips back and forth. I followed her into the backyard to the lounge chairs next to the pool; All the while my cock becoming fully erect in my shorts. If Lori turned around she would have noticed my raging hard on.

Lori made her way to one of the lounge chairs by the poolside. She turned her back to me and bent down showing me her swollen pussy lips while adjusting the towel on the chair. She lay down on the lounge chair; I sat in the chair next to her. I quickly placed my hands on my lap, in a very poor attempt to hide my erection from her eyes.

“So Peter what do you want to talk about?” Lori asked “Or should I just guess?”

The way Lori was acting she must have known why I was there.

“I just needed to talk to someone about Sandra and me.” I responded.

‘I figured that was the reason” Lori continued “I have been talking to Sandra about you.”

“Really, what did she say?” I asked.

“Just about how bad you have been treating her.” Lori said.

“I guess I have been treating her pretty bad.” I responded.

“Sandra also told me that she still loves you. ” Lori said with a tear in her eye “And if she could go back in time, she would undo everything she did to you.”

I just sat there thinking about what Lori was saying and staring at her enormous tits.

“Sandra really does love you.” Lori continued “Unlike my future ex husband!”

“Huh?” I said.

I always thought that Lori and her husband had a great marriage. They were always together laughing and smiling. They would finish each other sentences. So I didn’t understand what she was saying.

“One day I came home a little early.” Lori stated “As I walk into the house I heard heavy breathing coming from the living room. So I went to go investigate, when I entered the living room I got the shock of my life. “

“I guess it was your ex fucking another woman?” I said.

“It was my ex, but with another man!” Lori said “If I knew he like his sexual partners hairy and heavy. I would have let the hair on my legs grow and ate like a pig.”

This brought a little smile and laugh from both of us.

“I guess that also explains his lack of interest in sex with me.” Lori said sadly “If it wasn’t for me fucking that stripper at the bachelorette party. It would have been almost a year since the last time I got laid.”

“If you were my wife, I would be making love to you ever night.” I stated trying to make her feel better.

“Really, so Peter what do you think about my new bikini?” Lori stood up and posed for me in her new sexy white bikini. Her breasts were so big and the bikini didn’t hide them very well. It looked like her tits were going to fall out of her bikini top; at least I prayed they would.

I couldn’t say anything; I just looked at Lori’s body with my mouth open.

“Just tell me Peter. Do I look sexy in my bikini?” Lori asked.

“I think you look amazing!” I said.

“Thanks for the compliment. But I was even sexier when I was younger” Lori told me as she ran her hands along her body.

“You are the hottest woman I know.” I said with a smile “Your body is better than any twenty year old, I know.”

My dick was now fully erect; I could even feel a drop of pre cum on the tip of my cock. I noticed that Lori was staring at my crotch.

“Peter did I do that?” Lori asked as she pointed her finger at my crotch.

“Do I really need to tell you” I responded.

“Come closer Peter” Lori said seductively.

I walked over to where Lori was posing. All the while I didn’t take my eyes off of her tits. I wanted to take them in my hands and suck on them. As I stood next to Lori she leaned forward and gave me the most passionate kiss I have ever had. As she was kissing me, Lori placed one of her hands on the back of my neck and the other on my crotch. She began to gently rub my dick thru my shorts. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me, I must entered heaven I thought.

“Do you think I should give you a hand with this problem?” Lori maltepe escort teased as she grabbed my cock.

“Please…” I begged

“What do you want me to do?” she asked.

“I’ll leave it up to you.” I responded

“Well I do have some ideas. Would you like if I took your cock in my mouth and sucked it?” she asked.

I didn’t have to say a word, Lori dropped to her knees in front of me. She pulled down my shorts which exposed my throbbing cock; it was already jerking in anticipation of what was to come. Lori took it in her hand and began to slowly stroke it and guide it towards her mouth. She then took my 10 inch dick into her mouth. Inch by inch it was slowly disappearing into her hot wet mouth.

Lori was a world class cock sucker; she played with my balls while sucking on my dick. The sound that came from all the sucking and licking was driving me crazy.

“You taste so good; I bet you’re cum tastes even better.” Lori said as she began sucking my dick more furiously.

Lori moved her head back and forth, making sure she sucked every inch of my cock. The head of my cock was her favorite spot; she would put her lips just over it and sucked in. It was like a milking machine was attached to my crotch.

I couldn’t take it anymore; I wanted to get my whole cock in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my dick in her mouth to the hilt. I started fucking her face. She was gagging and spit was falling from her mouth all over her tits and onto the floor.

No matter how deep I pushed my cock into her throat, she never backed away or tried to stop. After a few minutes of Lori sucking my dick, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to push her away because I wanted to cum in her ass, not in her mouth.

I pulled Lori back to her feet, reaching around her back to undo bikini top. I did it slowly, enjoying each second of the experience. Her top fell to the floor, Lori’s beautiful breasts bounced free of the bikini top. I put one hand on each breast, and slowly began to massage her ample assets. As I leaned forward to take one of her nipples in my mouth, Lori surprised me by thrusting her breasts out into my mouth. Lori let out a small moan as her nipple touched my soft wet lips. I placed my front teeth on her nipple and held it there as I flick it with my tongue. This made Lori moan louder and her legs began to shake, she couldn’t stand any longer.

I then laid Lori down in the lounge chair and began kissing my way down her sexy body. Once I got down between her legs I practically collapse face first into her crotch. Kissing her bikini bottoms a few times I made her purr and grind her pussy against my mouth. Then I pulled the soaked crotch of her bikini aside, and went down on her.

I let my tongue stab into her a few times before I moved it up to flick her clit, making her jump. I ground my chin into her cunt making her moan louder. I was working her clit with the flat of my tongue, lapping at it like a dog at a bowl of water. I felt Lori’s fingers wind into my hair, and then her hands balled up into fists as she forced my face into her juicy pussy.

I then reached up with both my hands and began to pull on her nipples. Lori was thrashing about at this point, tossing her head from side to side: Her eyes squeezed tightly shut. After some work on my part, her body began to tremble and shake. Then she exploded into a screaming orgasm.

“OH! FUCK!” Lori screamed at a very high pitch as she flooded my mouth with her sweet pussy juice.

I held onto her tits for dear life and rode out the wave of her orgasm, loving the feeling I got from getting her off like that. I knew that I owned her at this point and she would do whatever I wanted.

After a few seconds Lori just lay there gasping for air, breathing hard. But I was ready to fuck her, and at this point there was no way I was going to ask. She was ready as well and offered no resistance.

I lifted her ass up off the lounge chair and in one swift move removed her bikini bottoms. I pulled her knees apart, exposing her red swollen pussy lips. I pick kartal escort up her legs and place one on each of my shoulders. I then positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt and started pushing in.

Lori was so wet that I slid in easily with one hard thrust. She grunted as I opened her up with my cock and my balls slapping against her voluptuous ass. Once I was in Lori’s pussy to the hilt, she began to squeeze my dick with the muscles of her cunt.

“Your pussy is so fucking tight!” I groaned.

I pulled my cock halfway out of her pussy savoring the feeling the way her cunt clung to my shaft. It felt like her pussy was trying to pull me back in.

I then returned to viciously slamming her pussy with my cock; making her scream again and again with each thrust. I knew I couldn’t last much longer, But Lori kept urging me to fuck her harder.

“Oh! God yes Peter! Do you like my Pussy?” she teased, “Do you like fucking me?”

“Oh yes…. Yes…” I moaned, as I pumped into her with relentless fury. “Yes, I love fucking your wet cunt.”

“Sandra told me that you have a big dick.” Lori said.

“What else did she say?” I asked.

“She said that you were a good fuck!” Lori exclaimed.

After hearing that I figured that Lori must have been planning something like this and I wasn’t going to disappoint her. I was pushing my cock even deeper into her pussy.

Lori began to moan louder with each thrust of my cock. The way my dick stretched her insides, it brought her to another earth shattering orgasm. I wasn’t done yet, I wanted more.

I forced Lori’s knees up and pinned them against her chest. A look of fear and anticipation came over her face; she knew what I wanted to do. Without a spoken word she grabbed my cock and guided it towards her asshole.

“Are you sure that you are ready?” I asked.

“Go for it! ” She said with a smile.

Lori felt the head of my cock pressing against her hole. I slowly pressed myself into her and I felt the head of my cock slip in.

“Are you ok?” I asked out of concern.

“I am fine.” she replied “Just go slow. ”

I slowly slip into her, inch by wonderful inch. I began to pump her slowly at first, letting her get use to having a cock up her ass.

But as the passion mounted, my thrusts became faster and faster. Lori reached down between her legs with one hand and gently rubbed my balls with each thrust. Lori squeezed her ass muscles, making her ass even tighter around my cock. My thrusts became faster and harder with each thrust.

I was about to blow a load deep in her ass and I could see in Lori’s face that she was ready to climax as well. She reaches another mind blowing orgasm.

“Don’t cum in me,” Lori screamed “Take it out! I want you to cum on my tits!”

I pull out of her ass and moved up her body. I straddled her chest and placed my cock in between her tits. Lori then pushed her tits together with her hands so they would form a tight grip around my cock.

I was now fucking Lori’s tits with lighting speed. I felt my balls start to tighten and sperm move up my cock shaft. I couldn’t hold out any longer. The first volley of cum blasted out of my cock head right onto Lori’s face. She turned her head just enough to catch my next shot on her tongue. It slid over her tongue and down into her throat. I shot load after creamy load onto Lori’s face and hair.

Lori and I were exhausted and I needed to get some rest. I picked her up off the lounge chair, her nude body clutching mine. Lori wrapped her arms around my neck as I hoisted her in the air. I carried her back into her house. I brought her into her bedroom and laid her down on her bed. She looked up at me and told me to lie down next to her. I climb into bed next to her: We feel asleep in a spooning position with my hand drape across her stomach.

I spent the rest of the day with Lori in her bedroom. We must have fucked each other another three times. It was almost midnight when I finally got dressed to go home. Lori asked me to spend the night with her, but both of us knew that wasn’t possible. I gave her a long slow wet kiss goodnight and headed home.

I now make a monthly trip to Lori’s house so we could talk about what’s going on in our lives. Those are some of the best conversations I have ever had.

To be continued?

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My Aunt Mary had some issues, most notably with her marriage. She was a thin little woman of about 35 years with long jet black hair, a tiny waist, a little bubble butt, and very perky 32 A, or possibly B cup tits, with upturned nipples that showed through the tight T shirts she liked to wear, almost never with a bra.

She was as we say in Texas, cute as a bug.

And she was a flirt. She had been brushing her little tits on me since I got home from college, and giving me that sly look with her ice blue eyes.

She was my mom’s youngest sister. I was 5 years old when my mom died from a stroke. The still teen aged Mary developed a bond with me and my sisters, and always stayed in close contact with us as we grew. She was clearly our favorite aunt, and very protective. She did her best to make sure we were always taken care of.

About 5 years ago, her husband Joey gave her a pretty bad beating, so she shot him.

But Mary was a terrible shot, and the bullet just grazed him.

He seemed to have learned his lesson though, and he treated her pretty well for a few months.

Then he beat her again, and of course, she shot him again. Still a poor shot, but this one jacked up his arm pretty good. A messy divorce followed quickly.

Aunt Mary grew ever closer with my wife Laura and I. We did things like fixing up her house and car for her, we went places together, and had a lot of fun.

My wife and I were avid shooters, and we taught Aunt Mary to be an above average shot. I learned not to shoot pool with Aunt Mary, at least not for money.

In her youth, she had earned money hustling guys in bars, pretending to be drunk and stupid, then running the table on them. Not only could she shoot pool, she could hold her liquor like a man twice her size.

But Aunt Mary couldn’t let go of those issues.

Sooner than I expected, she was seeing Joey.

Laura tried to talk to Mary about it, but to no avail.

“I love him.” Mary told her. “He makes me do bad things.”

About 2 years after the divorce, they were walking down the aisle again.

Joey made good money, and he did a lot of things to regain Mary’s trust.

New car, big diamonds, remodeled the house, and remodeled Mary’s tits.

The best plastic surgeon in Dallas did a fantastic job on Mary’s tits, and now she was sporting a firm round pair of 32 DD’s under her tight T shirts, still almost always without a bra. On her thin 5 foot 1 inch frame, they looked enormous.

I’ll never forget the Christmas party, when all the men were gathered around the tube watching football.

Mary popped in to the room, in a tight t shirt with no bra as usual.

“Show us your new tits Mary!” Joey said drunkenly. Mary pulled her shirt up and her perfect tits fell free.

Uncle Charles almost shit his pants. Aunt Ella almost came unglued on him for the way he stared lustfully at his own sister’s tits.

Later I pulled Ella aside. Ella was a 5 foot 6 natural blonde, with clear blue eyes, and tits just as big as Mary’s were now. Only Ella’s were real. A narrow wasp waist and just a touch of roundness on her hips and buttocks made Ella quite a package, even in her early 40’s.

“Aunt Ella, you know you’re way prettier than Aunt Mary.” She knew she was.

“Don’t be too hard on Uncle Charles, there’s no guy in the world that wouldn’t have stared. If I had a choice between you and Aunt Mary, I’d pick you in a minute.”

She seemed to think that was vaguely creepy, but she agreed to forgive him.

She was my aunt by marriage, and Uncle Charles was a dick. For years I’d thought how much I’d love to fuck Aunt Ella.

Now she knew it, and while she seemed flattered, she always kept her distance from me after that.

***

Joey being Joey, it was only a matter of time till he beat her again.

And Mary being Mary, and being an above average shot now, she emptied the clip of a .45 automatic through the center of his chest. He would never beat her again.

There was little question he had it coming, but the police in the suburb of Dallas she lived in felt they had to arrest her for something.

Aunt Mary agreed to pendik escort a plea bargain, and served 90 days in jail for discharging a firearm within city limits.

Aunt Mary got out of jail, none the worse for the wear. Her employer was very supportive, and had generously paid her legal fees. Her job for was waiting for her on the day she was released.

She adjusted very well, after the initial shock of having killed her husband, but she just couldn’t bear to stay in the house any longer.

She put it on the market, and rented a smaller house, two streets over from us. Once more, she was a regular sight in our home.

And she was still a flirt. Only now it was almost painfully hard to resist when she put her big round tits on me. She wasn’t just brushing them lightly on my arm anymore, she was positively mashing them against whatever part of my body she found handy. And I loved it!

For a lot of reasons other than Aunt Mary’s flirting, my marriage to Laura had collapsed. She bitched constantly about stupid things, and she had really let her body go.

When I met her she had the finest butt I had ever seen, and a pretty face, with wide set green eyes. Her thick blonde hair was always perfectly groomed, both on her head and on her tight wet pussy, which I jammed my thick 8 inch cock in to every day.

At first that is. Now once a month was about all I could expect.

When we were dating Laura would pull the head of my dick in to her mouth at just about any time, and swirl her tongue gently around it while her soft hand slid smoothly up and down my shaft, until she felt it begin to throb, Then she would pull my cock all the way in while I pumped my hot thick load straight down her throat.

She hadn’t done that in years now. My once beautiful wife was starting to look more like Shrek.

The divorce was arranged, and immediately we started to get along better.

It wouldn’t be final till the end of the month, but I prepared to move in to a new apartment anyway, which would be ready on Friday.

Laura had no problem with me staying, we didn’t work the same days anyway, so it wasn’t like we’d be hanging out together.

Sunday night we actually enjoyed a very nice fuck, the best we had had in a long time.

***

Monday was one of my days off. I worked four 10 hour shifts a week. I really loved the extra day off.

I had slept late and was lounging on the couch just before noon, when the phone rang. I reached over and picked it up.

“What are you doing?” said the familiar voice of Aunt Mary. It was the quirky way she started every conversation on the phone.

“Laying on couch.” I replied.

“Lemme talk to Laura for a minute.”

“She’s working, she’ll be home around 4. Want me to tell her to call you?”

“Four! That gives us around four hours!”

Aunt Mary was always saying crap like that. But she never followed through on it.

“You bet it does! I just got out of the shower, why don’t you come on over!” I said, with a tone of mock seriousness she had heard before.

“Be there in 5 minutes!” she laughed, and we said our goodbyes.

3 minutes later I heard that light but rapid knock on the door that could only be one person. I quickly opened it, and there, in all her glory, stood Aunt Mary.

The tight T shirt she was wearing allowed her big firm tits to sway gently from side to side. It was 100 degrees in the Texas sun, and still her erect nipples looked ready to burst through the soft fabric.

A thin film of sweat moistened her skin.

She walked in and hugged me, smashing her tits against my chest, and thrust her leg out backward to kick the door shut with a loud slam.

She stood on her toes and mashed her lips against mine. Our tongues were swirling in each others mouths. My hands grabbed both cheeks of her firm bubble butt, and pulled her hips tight against mine.

When we broke our kiss, Aunt Mary turned around and pressed her tight little butt against my crotch and rocked her hips in a circle.

My arms wrapped around her, and my hands slid up under the tight T shirt to massage her big firm tits. I had wanted to do maltepe escort that for so long!

“Where’s the bedroom sugar?” she said, although she knew good and well where it was, and was already leading me to it by the hand.

Now we stood kissing at the edge of the king sized bed. I lifted Mary’s shirt off over her head while she expertly unbuttoned my jeans and worked the zipper down.

My long thick cock was fully erect, and sprung straight out to slap against Mary’s bare belly.

She slid her pants off and pulled me down on to the bed, spreading her legs wide for me to mount her.

“I don’t have any rubbers, but I’ll pull out.” I said as her hand encircled my throbbing cock, guiding it to the silky opening of her neatly trimmed pussy.

“You don’t ever have to pull out of me, sweetie.” she muttered.

I pushed gently, and my long thick penis slid to the bottom of my aunt’s vagina in one smooth stroke.

Aunt Mary didn’t have the tightest pussy I had ever had, but the texture of the walls of her pussy was incredible, like a magic coating of some sort, that bathed my entire cock in a rich luxurious sensation I had never known before.

I began to fuck my beautiful aunt with long smooth strokes.

Aunt Mary’s fuck skills were absolutely off the top of the chart. She rolled her hips in a figure 8 motion, first in one direction, then the other, changing at random, while she expertly rolled my balls in her soft little hand.

She could sense my building orgasm, and change her rhythm and motion to take me right to the point on the edge where my cock tingled almost painfully, hold me there, and back me down again.

20 minutes later, I was still stroking smoothly in and out of her velvety hole.

She began to tremble.

“Oh god… Oh god.” Aunt Mary grunted and locked her legs around my back, pulling me in up to my balls, holding me there so tightly I couldn’t move at all. She rocked her hips rapidly straight up and down. I felt her vagina flush wet, and begin to spasm violently.

A series of powerful orgasms swept over my pretty Aunt Mary.

My balls were almost aching to unload. I felt as if I hadn’t cum in years.

Our lips pressed together, our tongues swirled gently in each other’s mouths as I made love to my aunt, with a fire and passion I had never imagined.

I felt the head of my dick begin to tingle and swell.

“Are you ready to cum for me sugar? There you go baby cum for mama… just cum in me sweetie.” she whispered in my ear.

She gently stroked the skin at the base of my balls with her hand, and stuffed her hot, wet tongue deep in to my ear.

And I lost it.

I moaned, and buried my steaming cock deep inside Aunt Mary’s hot wet pussy.

My shaft began to throb as I felt the first spurt of my hot thick cum race up the tube in my dick, and burst from the slit in the tip to splatter against her cervix.

My cock continued to throb and blow long ropes of sperm deep in to her belly.

Soon, it was gushing out around the thick base of my cock with every throb, flowing down her heart shaped ass, forming a pool on the sheets below us.

It had been over an hour since Aunt Mary knocked on the door, when I rolled off of her. My dick flopped out of her and slapped against my stomach, as I fell exhausted on to my back.

My load continued to ooze from her rapidly closing pussy.

Now it was time to give her fabulous tits the attention they deserved.

I pulled a nipple gently in to my mouth, brushing my lips and tongue over it, till it had stiffened fully. I moved back and forth from one to the other, as I massaged the beautiful globes and rubbed my crotch lightly on her silky smooth thigh.

My long thick penis began to stiffen again.

“You wanna try ’em out?” Aunt Mary whispered with a wicked grin.

I straddled her belly and began to slide my dick in and out of my pretty aunt’s deep cleavage. Our sweat was all the lube we needed, and I savored the rich sensation as I plunged deep between her tits, dragging my bag lightly over the sweaty skin of her belly. In a surprisingly short time, I was ready kartal escort to cum.

Aunt Mary sensed by the short choppy strokes, and the swelling of my knob, I was ready to blow. The head began to tingle.

“Shoot it in my mouth baby doll.” She whispered.

Just in time, I pushed the head in to her open mouth, and began to ejaculate.

Her lips formed a tight ring around my wildly spurting prick, and she began to swallow eagerly. She didn’t spill a drop.

***

A little while later, we had carried our clothes out to the couch, and sat there talking and thinking about putting them on.

“We’ve still got a couple of hours…” Aunt Mary smiled wickedly, pressing a big firm tit against my arm.

We began to kiss again. My fingers drifted down to her pussy. Her hand drifted to my cock.

I had been fingering her for about a minute, and my cock was just about fully hard again, when one of my fingers slipped a bit and gently brushed her asshole.

She shuddered suddenly, and thrust her tongue deeper in to my mouth.

I touched it again, and a moan rose from her throat.

“Don’t touch that unless you’re gonna finish it.” she gasped.

I had never butt fucked anyone, I thought my dick was just too thick, and I told her so.

“I can take it. I can take it all but you have to do it just like I say… will you do it baby? Finish it for me…”

She rolled on to her belly, and lifted her perfect little bubble slightly. I noticed a small tattoo of a skunk on her right butt cheek.

“Do I need to go get some lube?”

“No… just use your spit. Spit on it and rub the head on the outside. Don’t push, just hold it there.”

I put a handful of spit on my thick bulb, and rested it gently on Aunt Mary’s asshole.

She pushed back slightly and began to slowly wiggle her tight bubble butt.

I could feel the tip start to spread her anus, a little more with each delicious rotation of her hips. Soon most of the head was lodged in the opening of her asshole.

“Push a little sweetie.”

I pushed gently, and the tight ring of muscle snapped down over my glans.

“Wait!”

30 long seconds passed.

“Ok.” she whispered. I pushed another inch in to her tight anus.

“Wait… Ok.” Another inch.

I pushed again. Then again I waited, over and over, until finally, several minutes later my cock was completely buried in my pretty aunt’s asshole.

“Slow sweetie… fuck my asshole nice and slow.”

I began to pump my thick meaty rod slowly in and out of her. Her anus was stretched in to a tight ring that clung to my prick as I drew back out of her. The sight was incredible!

In a few minutes, Aunt Mary had adjusted to my girth completely and I was sawing my cock furiously in and out of her tight pink asshole. I could feel my cum building in my balls.

“Oh.. oh.. Aunt Mary I’m gonna cum in your asshole!”

“Do it sweetie.. do it” she groaned as she felt my thick rod begin to pulse and throb wildly. My semen boiled over and shot from the end of my cock deep in to Aunt Mary’s rectum.

Suddenly, the front door opened.

Two steps in to the room, and my wife had a full view of the couch.

I yanked my spurting prick quickly out of my pretty aunt’s anus and jumped to my feet. The last few spurts of my semen shot across the room toward Laura.

“What the fuck!! How long has this been happening! You BASTARD! Fucking your own aunt! Get out! Just get the fuck out of here right now!”

I spent the next few days at Aunt Mary’s.

***

On Friday my apartment was ready. I was glad to move in, and start getting on with life. If I had stayed with Aunt Mary much longer, there wouldn’t have been any skin left on my dick.

Laura made sure the whole family knew what she had seen.

Some were outraged, some just laughed.

I got a few lectures over the phone, but it was what it was, I had no real regrets.

After a few months the furor began to die down, and I found myself finally able to relax. On a rainy Monday morning in October, I was snoozing on the couch, when the phone rang.

A vaguely familiar voice on the line spoke my name awkwardly.

“This is your Aunt Ella… Um, would you mind if I stopped by for a little while…”

Her voice trailed off. My penis began to stiffen.

To be continued

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I have been thinking for a long time to tell you all my experience which have made me mad for woman’s cunt and sex with them let me tell you what happened but before that my name is SUDHI I’m from Kerala the incident which I’m going to narrate is happened to me two years from now. All should mail me their comments.

I have just finished my first year degree exams I had a friend named Kishore I used to visit him home many a times I was very friendly with his mother he was the only son for her. His dad was an officer in a government office. One day I was feeling quite bored so I planned to make a visit to his house it was nearly 11 am when I reached there and I ringed for the door after quite some time his mother her name is REKHA she is nearly 35 yrs of age She is 5’5″ tall, medium colour, black long soft & silky hair…wide open eyes and 38C is her boobs size. I could see that she was up to something but I was not sure what that was Kishore was not at home and she told me to sit down I sat down and she was busy with some thing I could note that she was horny because her hair was loose and her saree was low till her pussy hairs be seen and till that day I have not seen her naval she had a deep cut naval it was so deep she noticed me staring on her naval but she did not mind it.

After some time she said to me that she was going to the next house and she went away I soon took this opportunity and checked her room and her table but all in vain then I found a dairy under her bed it was an up to date one she had written all her feelings her day to day expenses all in that I just took it and started reading it, to tell the truth it was like reading a sex book I was able to understand that her husband was a failure in sex and she was not at all satisfied with him she liked all the position but he was very much a failure she was not bold enough to take up a relation with someone else fearing about the consequences then it goes on like that…

But I was feared then I heard some noise on the front door I quickly kept the dairy back and went back to his room it was my friend himself we two chatted for long he told me that his dad and he is going for a trip to his dads sisters house and they would not be home for five days he asked me to company his mother for the rest of the days as they are our family friends and his daddy has asked my house too for permission I agreed they left I was having many plans in my mind.

The first day by evening 7 pm I reached there she was in a nightie and she was going for a bath. She guided me to their room and take some books fro me to read I just flip up the pages she enters the bathroom I take this opportunity to see her naked but I was only able to pendik escort see her legs then she just finishes her bath and wears her night dress we chat for a while and asks me about my life in college I too asked her about her college life before so many years I asked her if she had a boy friend she said no she asked me

I also replied the same that night we slept the next day morning I was lazy on bed I was nude on bed and my cock was standing up I was holding it up with my hand and thinking of fucking my friends mom but soon she enters with the cup of tea she sees me but does not make any sound she looks at my huge thing with quite love and lust in her eyes I was not able to make out what to do but I spread over the blanket soon she just goes out with out saying a word I was feeling quite ashamed. I went away home and returned back in the evening it was a rainy day she had had her bath and she was waiting for me she was in her saree we had dinner and I was sleeping in Kishore room there was heavy rain and lightening soon I was able to see her near my door she requested me to come and sleep with her as she is quite afraid of lightening I went with her to their bed room where she was fucked by her husband I was horny thinking about that and the evil thoughts about her beauty made me much more hornier she slept down on the bed and I was near to her.

I turned my face away from her and was laying down in the opposite direction she embraced me and told me “u are my son who is not born to me” I was stunned but my cock was not I turned towards her and my lips touched her lips rubbing her lips my lips opened up and I said “dear mom” and pressed my lips on her cheeks at that time my chest was rubbing against her breasts and my cock on her crouch and my hand was on her belly she too kissed me force fully on my cheeks next chance was mine I pressed my hands on her milky belly she giggled and asked me “hey u are so hot now” I said “but not as u are” she was quite happy coz I was able to understand her feelings.

She pressed her lips to mine and inserted her tongue into my mouth her one hand was holding my cock through my night pants I was in heaven I pressed my tongue inside hers too she was teaching me the art of fucking she slid down my pants and I was nude she took my cock in her mouth and licked it for nearly 10 min then she asked me to stand up she also stood up then she asked me to undress her I slowly moved her saree and then her blouse her bra followed to her petticoat then her panties she had a bushy cunt then she asked me to lick her from her fore head I started licking her forehead down to her nose her lips to throat then her breasts nipples then I inserted her right nipple maltepe escort inside my mouth for some time then her left nipple she was holding my head against her body so tightly then I moved down to her deep naval I licked her naval clean I inserted my tongue into her deep naval and licked her naval sides clean then followed down to her bushy cunt …

I lay down on the bed she responded by getting up and She grasped my cock in her hand. She then rubbed it back and forth across her pussy She paused after three strokes and placed the head inside her vagina and slid the rest of my cock deep in her womb in a smooth stroke She squeezed my cock with her pussy. I picked her up and with my cock still buried in her pussy as I turned us over on her back I then placed her legs wide and over my shoulders and drove my cock deep into her pussy. I leaned in and started sucking her nipples. With that I took control and worked my cock into her with deep long hard strokes

I picked up the pace with each thrust. I could feel the diaphragm as the resistance on each in stroke. After about 15 minutes of pounding my cock I placed large amount of sperm in her pussy and laid on the bed she cleaned herself…

And went to the kitchen wearing a nightgown I went back her in my boxers I walked up behind her and grabbed her in a hug. I wrapped both hands on her breasts and pulled her tight against me. I felt my cock get hard and slap against her butt I slid down my hand and felt her bare bush against my prying fingers I bent her over the table and probed with my cock against her pussy lips With that she reached between her legs and placed her hand firmly around my cock and placed it in her pussy. I slid it the rest of the way in and felt no resistance at all with that she moved against me and pushed me deeper. Being so horny I worked my cock in long slow strokes. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against my in going thrusts She placed her head on the table and held on with her hands to the sides. I started to slap my balls against her clit. We worked against each other for some time but she did not allow me to cum she sucked me hard and that night ended when we slept together naked she was kissing my lips all the time.

To be continued…

The art of fucking {part II}

For those who came in late read the first part…

Next day I was thrilled I reached there she kissed me when she saw me then we went to the bedroom She climbed on the bed and engulfed my cock in her mouth. She worked up and down on my cock with her tongue for a few minutes. She stopped and climbed on top of my cock and planted my cock deep in her flexing pussy She took my hands and placed them on her breasts kartal escort and ground my cock deep in her wanting pussy. I worked on her nipples and breasts and the pulled her towards my mouth and licked and sucked them until the nipples were erect and nearing a flushed red colour She then changed position and started riding me like a horse. She was posting up and down on my cock. I felt myself go deeper in her womb it was really wonderful then she got down and taught me the position of 69 her wet cunt juices filled my mouth and my cock went in her throat that was for another 10 min then she laid down in the bed with wide spread legs I started pumping my cock into her wet and ready womb. I started slowly. Pausing at the opening and quickly sliding to the bottom I slowly picked up the pace of the thrust and she worked her hips thrust against me.

Soon she started her orgasms. We rose and continued to rise and then went one on top of the other. We rolled on top of each other her eyes rolled back and she seemed to pass out. I kept pounding her pussy for all it was worth After 20 minutes I rolled to one side and my cock popped out of her pussy. I then rubbed her nipples and then fingered her pussy. I slid one finger in and felt around. Then I tried 2 fingers. I rubbed the topside of her vagina. She started to moan again.

I slid a third finger in and then tried a fourth finger She seemed to like all of the movement since she was still having orgasms. I slid deeper. I worked there for a few minutes. She had at least three more orgasms. I then started “French” kissing her deeply. This sent her over the top. She grasped my wrist and pulled more of me into her pussy. I started fisting her deeply. She kept fucking my fist until she passed out. I removed my fist slowly and she put my cock in the cleavage and asked me to move, I put my cock in her tits and was moving it was just like fucking I moved my cock faster between her tits which were being crushed by my cock she got up from the bed and went near the table then she asked me to fuck her virgin ass

I was quite happy by her command I parted her ass cheeks and saw her virgin ass hole she said that her husband was not interested in ass fucking I put some saliva and she too took some from her mouth and lubricated my cock and her ass hole then I entered her we both were yelling out in pain and pleasure the strokes were slow then faster it went up the speed I shot my whole cum inside her ass she told me I want to be the mother of your child and she was quite happy for me coz I had given her everything that a man can give for a woman in those five days she now also visit me and now also it’s a secret between her and me. I feel great pleasure to dedicate this experience to my dear Rekha aunty

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*all characters are over 18 years old*

The hostess guides you and Evan through the Italian restaurant. It’s nicer than you expected when you suggested it for a date. You feel a twinge of guilt, hoping that it won’t be too expensive for Evan. You’re both barely out of college and he can’t make much money at that catering company he’s working for. You three walk through the main dining room and into a smaller, more intimate room with only a few tables and a handful of patrons at the moment. You walk past a table with one occupant. The butterflies in your stomach churn and the guilt intensifies as you realize that there’s no going back at this point. She pulls out a chair for you at the next table and you sit. Your view is temporarily blocked as Evan sits down but as soon as he does, you see Daddy’s brown eyes staring into yours from the next table over Evan’s shoulder. A warm smile crosses Daddy’s face as he taps the screen of his phone and the remote-control vibrator inside your tight little cunt starts to vibrate.

You and Daddy have played with this toy before, so you thought you knew what to expect. But even though the buzzing inside you is at its lowest setting, your toes curl as soon as the pulsing hits you. You maintain your poker face as Evan makes small talk, but the situation is distracting to say the least. The buzzing between your legs, combined with being in public, being on a date with a guy you like, AND having Daddy sitting there controlling your toy is almost overwhelming. Little jolts of pleasure have completely distracted you from your date, until Evan says your name. “Oh…um…sorry. I juuhh…mmm…just got distracted…um…looking at this place. It’s so fancy. I hope it’s not too much. I shouldn’t have suggested it.” And then the pang of guilt in your chest surges as he tells you not to worry and that you’re worth it. Your gaze slips past his sweet face on to Daddy’s. You still can’t believe you agreed to put the toy inside you before your date.

Just 30 minutes earlier, this plan seemed like a harmless bit of fun when Daddy proposed it. His rough hand cupping your cheek as his thumb traced across your lips and his dark eyes staring deeply into yours. The subtle scent of his cologne fills your nostrils. Tendrils of the woodsy, melony fragrance tickle your brain and you unconsciously bite your lower lip.

“It will be fun, Princess. You like it when we’ve played in public before.” He leans in and kisses you softly but insistently. “Won’t the fact that you’re cheating on Evan right in front of him make it even hotter than usual? Like the time we played when my wife was in the next room with the kids. Mmmmmmmm…I know you’ll be so wet.”

That naughty thought in your brain sends a little surge straight down and your pussy aches. The memory of cumming so hard with his wife on the other side of a closed door. Being the other woman plus the risk of being caught was the most exhilarating orgasm of your young life.

He casually puts the pinstriped navy sports coat over his crisp white dress shirt. “Be a good girl and get ready. I’ll see you at the restaurant.”

One last kiss and Daddy leaves your apartment. He’s not even checking if you’re going to chicken out and not insert the toy. He knows you will be his good little girl and do what he wants. That confidence is one of the things that’s drawn you to this older married man over the past several months. His confidence in himself and his confidence in you. He is always so sure that what he’s doing will turn you on and fuck if he hasn’t been right. You pick up the pink vibrator and slowly push it past your pussy lips. Daddy knows you so well; you are already so wet that it slips in easily. You make sure it is securely in place, nestled in your tight young cunny. You’ve been so nervous that you lost track of time and are startled when your phone pings with a text from Evan that he’s downstairs. You pull up your panties, smooth your skirt and walk to the door. As your hand turns the doorknob, you can just imagine what Daddy pendik escort would be saying if he were still in your apartment. “What kind of BOY doesn’t even come to the door to pick up his date?” You can almost hear his voice, dripping with disdain.

Even though it’s not turned on yet, you become even more keenly aware of the vibrator inside you when you sit in the passenger seat and lay eyes on Evan. It’s only your third date, but you’ve been FaceTiming every night over the past two weeks. It’s still early, you’d hesitate to even call it a “relationship” at this point, but he’s cute and funny and you’re starting to get comfortable around each other. Other than some first-time awkwardness the only time you’ve slept together, things have started off great. He smiles that smile that melts your heart a bit and says “I’m so glad you suggested this. Everyone I’ve mentioned it to has raved about this place.” Your cheeks blush a bit at the idea that he’s mentioning you to his friends and you can’t help picturing a future with him. A future that a married man can’t give you. You reach over to hold his free hand while he drives. During the 20-minute trip to the restaurant you start to relax and almost forget that, in spite of what Evan thinks, this date isn’t only with him.

As the waitress brings water and menus to the table, the slow rhythmic pulse gently massages your g-spot. You and Daddy have played with this toy enough that you know he’s starting slow to tease you. But even at the lowest setting, you’re having trouble concentrating. The sensation between your legs, the public setting, and Evan sitting across from you is overwhelming enough, but Daddy’s gaze is almost too much. Locked in on your green eyes, penetrating you. An amused smirk on his face as he idly swipes his finger across the screen, and you feel the vibrations intensify. You squirm a bit in your seat as your panties soak through with your wetness.

“Focus,” you tell yourself as you try to pay attention to Evan’s voice. He’s saying something about a soccer match, but you keep losing your train of thought. The vibrator spikes in intensity only to quickly subside. Then again and again. You twist your cloth napkin in your hands as you try to fight your body’s natural reactions. Trying to suppress a building moan, you watch as Daddy’s thumb taps the screen of his phone. From the look on his face it’s almost like he has a song in his head and is playing along on his phone. Every beat sends an exhilarating jolt through your pussy. From experience, you know the vibrator is whisper quiet but right now you’re convinced that every person in the restaurant can hear the faint buzzing between your legs.

The waitress returns to take your orders and you realize you’ve been so distracted that you haven’t even looked at the menu. Daddy takes an almost sadistic pleasure in raising the intensity of the toy every time she speaks to you. You open your mouth to speak and immediately appreciate how much easier it is to keep the moans bottled up when you’re not talking. “Ooh God, I’m sorry. It…it all fee…looks so g…good, I’m having a hArd time choosing.” Flustered, you quickly order a pasta dish and mercifully Daddy reduces the setting when she leaves the table.

You realize you have no idea what Evan has been talking about for the past several minutes. Every time you try to pay attention, his voice soon fades into background noise and you are once again distracted by Daddy. You watch as he absentmindedly taps his left ring finger against the rocks glass in his hand. The noise isn’t traveling far enough for you to actually hear it but in your mind the clinking of Daddy’s wedding ring against his glass echoes. Clink. Clink. Clink. You’ve noticed this habit before, but today you’re drawn to it. Daddy raises his glass and subtlety toasts you with a devilish grin. Your mouth goes dry as you watch the amber of the bourbon in his glass, and the light glinting off the platinum wedding band on his finger while he brings the glass to his lips. Those lips maltepe escort that know just how to kiss you, how to suck on your skin, your nipples, your clit. This married man who’s twice your age somehow pleasures you more than any guy you’ve ever been with.

“Erin?” Evan’s voice shocks you back to this table and you notice that your meal has arrived. Shame washes over you for ignoring Evan this whole time and you can barely look him in the eyes as you ask him about his brother’s new job. Even the shame you feel somehow makes the situation hotter as that mixes with your other emotions and amplifies Daddy’s remote ministrations in your soaking wet cunny.

The buzzing inside you intensifies and you see Daddy place the phone on the table, in plain sight, as your waitress checks on him. You see a look of shock and recognition on her face as she notices Daddy’s phone. You can’t hear them, but she lets out a laugh. What is Daddy telling her? Your cheeks flush with embarrassment; that new emotion churns with everything else you’re feeling, and you sense your orgasm building.

Evan notices and asks, “Is everything ok? You’re turning red. Should I get the waitress…” He turns and starts to raise his arm to call her over.

“No!” you blurt out and grab your glass of water to buy yourself a second to come up with an explanation. “The…uh…the pasta is spicier than I thought it’d be.” You eye him nervously as you take another gulp of water, hoping he believed you. The pasta does have a little kick to it but really, it’s the least hot thing going on around your table.

“Wow, it must be,” he says, “I can see a little sweat on your forehead.”

You smile, laugh it off and squeeze your thighs together to fight the sensations as your stomach clenches and the pulsing against your g-spot drives you closer and closer to the point of no return.

Your eyes go wide and a cold shock shoots down your spine when you see Daddy casually push his phone across the table to the waitress. You recognize the flirty way he’s talking to her and feel a pang of jealousy when she reaches down and swipes across the phone’s screen and the vibrator inside you shifts into high gear. He’s giving someone else…a stranger…a random waitress…control of your pussy right here. Your whole body tenses as you fight not to moan. What did he tell her? Does she know you’re in the restaurant? Does she know you’re sitting with another man on a date just a few feet away? Does she remember how flustered you were before and suspect you? You feel a stronger orgasm washing over you. You stuff a piece of garlic bread into your mouth and bite down on it to maintain control, but your body betrays you and you moan. Not loudly but clearly. Cluelessly, Evan says “I know! They have the best breadsticks here.”

The waitress walks away to check on other customers and you notice a new bounce to her step as she leaves. Daddy drops the vibration to its lowest setting and looks directly into your eyes. They seem softer now. Nurturing, protective, caring. You can almost feel Daddy’s strong arms holding you as you come down from the high of the orgasm. You regain your composure and match his gaze. Making sure Evan doesn’t notice, you mouth the words “Thank you, Daddy” to him. He smiles and blows you a kiss before holding your gaze, then clearly looking towards the restroom. Communicating silently but you know exactly what you are supposed to do. Your legs are still weak from your orgasm but the hunger inside you needs more. You need Daddy. You tell Evan that you have to excuse yourself and walk to the restroom.

Daddy walks up behind you in the short hallway. In a tone just above a whisper, you hear “mmmmmmmm…such a good little girl. I told you that you’d have fun,” His hand takes you by the arm and guides you into the men’s room. Each “stall” is its own enclosed water closet with a full door, and you realize exactly why Daddy told you to pick this restaurant for your date. He pulls you inside and closes the door behind you. kartal escort You barely hear the click of the lock before Daddy is pressing you against the wall. “You’ve had your fun, Princess but if I know you, you want more. Don’t you?”

Your light skin almost glows against the dark rich wood paneling. Your voice quivers in anticipation as you admit, “Yes, Daddy. I want you to fuck me right here.” You reach down and rub his erection through the thin fabric of his slacks. You feel Daddy’s cock throb at your touch before he grabs your wrist. His eyes pierce yours and you recognize this little game. He’s making you wait. Prolonging the ache between your legs until you’ve said the magic word.

“Ah…Ah…Ah, little girl. Where are your manners? You know what you need to say if you want something.” That smirk on his face makes you want to kiss him and tell him to fuck off that the same time. But that hunger between your legs makes the choice for you.

“Please, Daddy. Please fuck my tight little pussy.”

Your lips meet and you kiss passionately, hungrily. His hand reaches underneath your skirt and you feel your wet panties being pulled aside. Daddy pulls the vibrator out of your aching little cunt and brings it up. Breaking the kiss, he rubs the toy on your lips, spreading your juices across them. You open your mouth and suck it, tasting your musky sweetness. Your hands reach down and unbuckle Daddy’s belt. You’ve cum from the toy but need to be filled. Your hands guide the head of Daddy’s cock to your entrance and you gasp as he thrusts inside you. You’re so wet that his cock enters easily, your lips stretching around the thick shaft as he sinks into you all the way to his base. You feel his pubic hair tickling your shaved mound as he removes the toy from your mouth and replaces it with his tongue.

You kiss and fuck urgently against the restroom wall as Evan waits at the table. Daddy’s firm grip raises your left leg and places your foot on the toilet seat. Thrusting hard and fast into you. Every stroke slamming you into the wall, keeping you pinned until his shaft is fully inside you before he withdraws and thrusts again. After the constant teasing on the vibrator, it feels amazing to be filled and fucked by a real cock. In your excitement, you bite Daddy’s lip just a little too hard, drawing blood. The kiss is broken, and you receive a sharp slap across your face. The sound echoing in the tight space. Your left cheek stings and burns as the blood rushes to the small welt. Hopefully, not hard enough to leave a mark that Evan could see.

Daddy kisses you again and thrusts into you harder, faster. Even the kiss isn’t enough to muffle your moans, so Daddy places his hand over your mouth. You lock eyes. Animal lust staring back into your green eyes as Daddy fucks you against the wall. His free hand wraps around your throat and squeezes. You feel the orgasm building in your cunt. Different from your earlier ones. Deeper more primal.

Daddy’s thrusts come in shorter, quicker strokes. You know he’s getting close and that spurs your orgasm to build faster as well. Knowing the effect your tight young cunt has on this married man augments everything about this. One last thrust and Daddy’s cock fills your pussy completely. You feel the first thick spurt of cum flooding you and it’s the final straw. You moan and shake as you cum too. Your stomach clenches as the orgasm washes over you, making your legs wobble and turn to Jello. Luckily, Daddy still has you pinned against the wall, supporting you as you savor the feeling of every cock twitch, spasm and spurt inside you. Your tight young cunny milking out every last drop of Daddy’s seed.

He holds you there and kisses you until your legs are strong enough to stand. Then Daddy reaches down and pulls your panties into place right as his cock leaves your freshly fucked pussy. You feel Daddy’s cum leaking out of you and pooling in your panties. Daddy caresses your face and gives you one last kiss before saying “You should get back to your table before that oblivious BOY wonders what’s taking so long.” Daddy’s fingers rub your cum soaked mound through the thin fabric of your panties. “In fact, to make it up to him you should go back to his place and let him put that tongue of his to use for dessert.”

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“But he’s gross,” Alex said.

“He’s not gross, and he’s your brother,” her mom said. “And it’s only for a week or two, until the roof gets fixed.”

“Can’t I just sleep in the living room with you guys,” Alex said, pleading with her mother.

“Your dad and I want some time alone, sweetheart,” her mother answered, which was code that her mom and dad were going to bone tonight.

Alex sighed in frustration. She used to look up to her brother, James, but he had changed. Back in high school, James, had been quite popular. He was even a star athlete on the basketball team, but after high school James just sort of gave up. He and his girlfriend, Beth, broke up, and now all James did was mope around the basement. Alex had even caught him watching porn, once, when she went downstairs to use the bathroom. That seriously grossed her out, and she always used the bathroom upstairs after that.

“Let’s just try it out for a few days, and see how it goes, okay.” Her mom said trying to appease her.

“I think James has been very generous. He’s letting you sleep on the hide-a-bed, while he’ll sleep on the floor.”

“God, he probably jerks off with the sheets,” Alex said.

“Alexandra,” her mom shouted.

“Well it’s true,” Alex fired back. “I’ll probably get pregnant just sleeping on the bed.”

“I’ll change the sheets. Will that make you feel better?”

“I guess,” Alex said.

“Well the other option is you can stay with friends.”

Alex glared at her mom. Her mom damn well knew, she didn’t have any friends. The kids at school hated her. Thank god she was 18, and would graduate in a few months.

The problem was she was too tall, way too tall.

It wasn’t much of her surprise. Both her mom and dad were tall. So was her brother. Still she towered over them all, by at least a foot.

Because of her height, and because her brother had been Captain of the boys’ basketball team, the women’s basketball coach sought her out while she was still in junior high. She ran pretty fast. Her long, toned legs made running easy. But, her hand eye coordination was decidingly lacking.

To his credit, James had practiced with her the entire summer before she started high school to get her basketball skills up to par. He was very patient, and very sweet.

She might have made the team, if the coach hadn’t insisted that she take off her glasses. After that, it was pretty much over. Several fouls later, she was told to hit the showers and never come back.

And, the girls never let her forget her disastrous turn as a basketball star. That’s when she became the Amazon. And, three years later she was still the Amazon.

“It will be fine,” her mom said. “You’ll see. You might even fun.”

“Fine,” Alex said, but she wasn’t happy about it.

She tried to stay up for as long as possible, even going so far as pretend she was actually interested in the football game her dad had pulled up on the TV.

Eventually, her mom told her to go to bed, and refused to listen to any of her protests.

It was cold in the basement.

If the basement had been carpeted it might have been okay, but the floors were cement which made it only colder.

She could feel the cold even through her socks.

God, she thought, how could her brother stand it?

James lay on the floor. He was asleep, but even with a blanket underneath him and a blanket over him, he looked miserable.

She headed into the bathroom to brush her teeth, and change into her bedclothes.

When she came out, she wore an old flannel shirt her dad had given her, and a pair of comfortable panties.

She headed towards the hide-a-bed, but stopped when she saw her brother. At some point, he must have kicked off the blanket and now she saw him shivering in his sleep.

She felt sorry for him. He was bare-chested, pendik escort and the only thing he had on was a pair of sweatpants.

James was still in pretty good shape. There was the beginning of a pot belly from too much beer, but he still looked pretty good she thought. She hadn’t meant to look, but her eyes, perhaps out of some primal instinct, drifted down to his crotch. Her eyes feasted on the large bulge she saw there. It was the first time she had ever seen a boy’s thing up close. And, she stood there, staring at it, with her mouth slightly open.

The cold of the basement suddenly hit her, and she shook back to reality.

God. What was wrong with her? This was her brother.

“James,” she said, trying to keep her voice down so that her parents wouldn’t hear her.

“James,” she said again, and this time kicked her brother lightly in his side.

“What,” he said, his voice still groggy with sleep.

“Do you want to sleep with me,” she asked. Her face flushed red immediately with embarrassment.

“What,” her brother said again. He was fully awake now.

“Do you want to sleep with me in the bed?” She said. Her face was still red, and her own words sounded goofy to her.

James sat up. He thought for and moment, and then said: “No. It’s okay. I’m fine here.”

He grabbed the blanket, and adjusted it around him.

“Don’t be an idiot,” she said. “You’re going to freeze to death. Come to bed.”

James knew it was best not to argue with his sister or hell women in general, when they set their mind on something. So, he grabbed the blankets, and followed her to the hide-a-bed.

The bed was supposed to fit two people–two normal sized people.

Alex found, she had to lay on her side, with her knees curled up slightly, to fit comfortably on the bed.

James tried to lay on his back, but one of his legs hung over the side. Next, he tried to sleep on the opposite side of his sister, but he was so close to the edge that if he rolled over, even slightly, he’d fall off.

It became clear that if they were both going to fit, one of them would have to spoon with the other.

“Uh,” James said, “I don’t think this is such a good idea.”

“God,” his sister answered, “Don’t be weird about it. Just lay down.”

James didn’t argue any further. Instead, he pressed himself close, and slung an arm around her belly.

A couple of minutes later, she heard him sleeping soundly.

She couldn’t sleep. Her mind raced. She was very confused. On one hand, it was very awkward to be sleeping with her brother in the same bed, especially now that they were both practically adults. One the other hand, she had never felt so good in all her life. This was the first time she had ever been this close to a man, and been held in his strong arms. She felt so warm and safe, just cuddling with him.

She shifted her position slightly, and suddenly gasped.

She hadn’t realized just how close his bulge was, so close that her pussy had rubbed up again it.

She lay still for a few seconds. She knew it was wrong– this was her brother after all. But it felt so good, and she wanted, needed more.

She rubbed up against the bulge again, and then for a third time.

Even through her underwear, her pussy cried out for more, and became wet in anticipation. She rubbed up against him a few more times, but her body still hungered for more.

She sat up, being careful not to wake her brother up, and peeled off her wet panties. Then, she quietly laid back down on her side.

Without the underwear in the way, she could really feel him. She moaned softly as her pussy slobbered all over his sweat pants, and obscenely kissed his shaft through the fabric.

Why had she been denied this for so long? It felt so wonderful. But, still she craved more.

With maltepe escort supreme effort she willed herself to stop.

What she was thinking now was crazy. But, her pussy had had her first taste, and wanted more. She wanted to feel him–bare skin to bare skin.

She licked her lips. They felt dry and tasted slightly of sweat.

“James,” she called out, her voice throaty.

Her brother did not stir.

Frustrated, she poked him in the ribs with her elbow.

“What,” he said. He was still groggy with sleep.

“Could you do me a favor, she asked.

“I guess,” he groaned in annoyance.

She licked her lips again. Her heart raced. She knew she was crossing a line here, and wasn’t sure how her brother would react. But, she wanted it so bad, and needed it more than anything else in the world.

“Could you take your thing out and rub the tip on my pussy?”

“What!” He cried. “Are you crazy!”

God, she wished he would just shut up. If he kept shouting, he’d wake up their parents.

“It’ll be okay,” she said. Her voice was a more hoarse than normal. “Just pretend I’m Beth.”

He didn’t answer, but she did feel the blanket lift up and then felt the cold basement air sting her bare ass. The blanket fell over her again, and now she felt her brother get up, and leave the bed. Her heart sank. Had she scared him off? She couldn’t blame him if she had, but still it sucked.

When she felt his weight on the bed again, her heart soared.

“Oh my god,” she cried as James slowly rubbed his cock against the folds of her pussy.

They were beyond the petty rules of polite society, now. This was raw. This was primal.

James went a little faster. Alex rewarded his efforts with a series of enthusiastic moans.

Suddenly, she gulped. The tip had gone in a little deeper than before.

“Oh god Alex, I’m so sorry,” James cried. He quickly pulled out.

“Put it in,” she cried. Her breath coming out in short little whimper.

There was a brief awkward moment between them. She knew, James was weighing his options. She could almost read his mind, and hear him think: Do I dare cross that line?

Then her brother said: “Oh fuck yes,”

And he plunged in deep.

She silently cried out; as she felt something, probably her hymen, tear inside of her. It hurt, but her body screamed at her to let his cock stay in.

Sensing that she was still a virgin, James went slow, allowing her pussy to get use to him.

The pain was soon forgotten, replaced by pleasure, and she moaned softly to his slow gentle thrusts.

“Go faster, she cried. He did, bucking his hip and pounding her pussy with more force. The sensation caught her by surprise, and all she could was gasp. But the increased motion but extra stress on the bed.

Underneath them, the bed suddenly let out a loud “SQUEAK.”

They stopped, frozen in fear.

Though, they were doing very adult things, both were still kids at heart.

And, their parents were right upstairs.

They waited, hearts racing. Long seconds ticked by, but the basement door never opened.

“Let’s put the mattress on the floor,” James suggested.

Reluctantly they separated, and her body ached for his touch again.

Together, they dragged the mattress to the floor.

She took off her flannel shirt, and now stood naked before him.

He came up behind her, and grabbed her firm breasts. With his fingers he rubbed her hard nipples, and she let out a series of moans in response. She let him fondle her, enjoying the sensation, but what she really wanted was to kiss him.

She pulled away, and then turned to face him.

Given her height, James was at eye level of her breasts. She could feel his eyes leering at them. She let him look. Her brother’s gaze made her feel kartal escort sexy.

Then she leaned down to meet his lips. She breathed him in, felt his air, and his taste. They were no longer brother and sister. He was her man, and she his woman.

She smiled, as their lips parted.

“Where do you want me?” She asked, longing to feel him inside of her.

Get on all fours,” he answered.

“You’re such a perv,” she teased, as she got down on her hands and knees.

But when he entered, she was his woman again.

He was deeper than before. It was an amazing feeling, to have her pussy filled to the brim with cock.

He began to thrust, and this time he was not gentle. His thrusts were hard and rapid. She bit her lip to keep from screaming. Instead of screams, her mouth produced a series of low whimpers.

He continued to pound into her. Her pussy swallowed every inch that he was giving her.

He never let up, and it wasn’t long before her legs began to shake. She didn’t know what was happening.

Her pussy tightened, and she felt a bubbling sensation inside of her–like she badly needed to go pee.

Without warning, her brother’s cock popped out. Her pussy heaved, and spat out a tiny stream of liquid. Her body trembled at the sensation, and when the shaking passed, she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

Still panting, she turned over and sat up.

She looked up at her brother confused. He looked surprised too.

“I never seen a girl do that outside of porn,” he said.

She continued to stare at him, still confused.

“I can’t believe I made you squirt,” he said.

She sat on the edge of the mattress. His cock was just above her eye level. It looked flush, and her juices dripped from the shaft.

He had made her feel so good, and now she wanted to return the favor.

“Are you still hard,” she asked.

He nodded.

“Cool,” she said.

She laid down on her back, and spread her legs for him.

He knelt down in-between, but did not enter. Instead, he grabbed her by the calves and pushed her legs back until they were practically behind her head.

“What are you doing,” she asked. She was now curled up like a ball.

He didn’t answer.

In one quick motion, he pushed in.

She let out a loud moan, and then quickly covered her mouth with her hands to keep from crying out any further–and risk waking up their parents.

He was deep, so deep it felt like he was practically in her stomach.

He ravished her, then, pumping hard and fast with all his might.

Her greedy pussy lapped up all he gave her, and still hungered for more.

Her hands still covered her mouth, but behind them she screamed herself raw.

Her body began to tremble again, and she shook herself into another orgasm.

She let her hands drop to her sides, as another wave of relief washed over her.

She looked up at her brother, and saw a pained look on his face.

“James,” she began, but before she could say anything further, a rush of hot fluid shot inside of her.

She yelped in surprised.

Her brother stopped thrusting, and now grunted as another hot blast fired into her.

Spent, he pulled out and let go of her legs.

She was up in an instant. The first thing she did was punch him hard in the shoulder.

“God,” she cried, “I can’t believe you did that.”

“What,” her brother said, laughing. “It’s got to go somewhere you know.”

“You’re such an asshole,” she said.

She got up off the mattress, and started to walk across the basement. A trickle of cum leaked down her leg.

By the time she got their clothes, she had forgiven him.

She’d go to the pharmacy tomorrow after school, and get the morning after pill. They would need some kind of protection after all, especially if they were going to be sharing a bed for the next week or two.

Silently, they got dressed.

She laid down next to him on the mattress–basking in his warmth.

She smiled. She was an Amazon, and it felt good to be finally conquered.

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