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The following happened. All of it. So, I remarried when I was 46 to a woman who was in her late 30’s. She had two kids, one of each sex. Turns out, prior to us meeting the son had exposed himself to his sister a year prior to me meeting his mother. Skip forward to high school and the Merissa was caught give head to several boys. Her mom lost her mind of course. The stepdaughter then gets engaged to a real twat. He ended up abusing her cats and that was the end.

She moves in with us. The very first week she is here, he mom went to visit one of her sisters in Iowa and we were here alone, which I spaced out. I came out of my room, about 4 in the morning, naked, as I am wont to do, most nights, since that is how i sleep. I did not even see her on the couch, until I turned around and heard a gasp. Oops. I apologized and went back to bed.

Later than morning, I went downstairs to talk to her, only to find her on her bed, with the door agar and rubbing her pussy. I started to walk away and then heard her whisper my name. I returned and she was still quite engaged. I kept watching and seeing her fuzz covered pussy getting really wet. After about 5 minutes of this and hearing my name three more times I just walked in. She looked shocked once she realized I was there, but then took her hand away, at which point I replaced it with mine. I leaned in to kiss her and my god, her lips were so good. Her pussy was so wet and swollen, after a minute or so I quit working on it and just went to licking her, from her neck to her back and legs and after 30 minutes or so of finding all her erogenous areas, finally landed on her pussy. While licking it and teasing her swollen clit and her little anal pucker, I inserted a finger into her pussy. She finally started to come and with a little bit deeper into her, I found a spot which while not gushing/squirting, she became like a swamp she was so wet. at this time she took my cock out and sucked it deep into her mouth. After a few minutes of this, she looked into my eyes, took my cock out and begged me to fuck her. I spun her around and had her glide it in. She was so amazing. I am not going to lie, that first time in her pussy I only lasted a few minutes, but WOW was it awesome.

As noted before, her mom had gone to another state to see her sister and during that time me and her 19 year old daughter had hooked up.

The next day was a bit odd in that I had to work and so did she and at opposing hours so neither was home while the other was. On the third day, in the evening i decided I needed a soak in the hot tub, so went for it. after about 5 minutes in the tub, I heard the screen door open and close and then saw the Merissa coming to the tub. She was wearing a bikini, which was good. After entering and some small talk she finally addressed the fucking of two days prior. She asked how i was doing with it and said ok, but that we really needed to try not to repeat the mistake. To which she removed her top and said, “nope, I think that the remainder of her time gone, I am going to get the most out of this, since it will be over, forever when she comes back!” she then took off her bottoms and then proceeded to sit on my lap, which was sporting a hard on. We proceeded to make out in the tub and I suckled on her ample tits for quite a while.

We then exited the tub and went into house. While drying off and stripping I asked her what had got into her, no pun intended. She said that the previous episode had shown her that older men knew what the fuck they were doing and while it was hot and heavy, she also appreciated the time i had taken in finding and exploring her erogenous areas. I asked her which one she wanted to explore more, in depth. to which she replied she had always wanted to try anal, but the boys she dated were always just. a little too anxious and never felt good beyond just the touching. Who was I to argue.

We got in the bed and I had her suck me off, and she swallowed it all, which was just fine. I then proceeded to again lick her all over and of course ending at her pussy. This time, I turned her over in a bit of a 69 and went a head and spent some time on her clit and pussy lips, which if I haven’t said, are long and dangly, which I fucking love. after she came I then started playing with her ass with my tongue while fingering her pussy and clit. She came a couple of more times and then asked me to fuck her.

This time instead of some missionary-ish position, I had her face down and ass up. she asked if I was going to fuck her ass, and I said yea, eventually but not today. Today is all about getting you used to and relaxed around anal play. since we are going to be going at it for some of this week, we will get there eventually.

Going at it this way, I was going really nice and slow and a couple of times just stopped, forcing her to rock back on my cock, in order to fuck. She really liked using the whole length of my cock. During one of these times I placed my hand in such pendik escort a way that the thumb was right next to her little starfish and just touched her there, to which she clearly jumped a bit. I told her as we were fucking to just relax and enjoy the sensation as I played with her asshole. Lubing my thumb up a bit with her pussy juices, I then started rubbing it pretty vigorously, which then drove her a bit crazy, as she was loving it. She actually asked me to put my cock in her ass, and it took a bit for me to decline, as I wanted two things. A, her to really want it, to point of begging for it and B, for her to enjoy it, so I could get it more than once. To that end I pulled out, as I was close to coming and wanted to extent the game. During this time out I explained, as I was rubbing her clit and pussy that the best way to have something enter your ass, is to gently push out a bit, and as you relax that is when it is best to have something then enter. I also warned her that in order to get to point my cock, about 6″ in circumference would best fit would be to start small and eventually get to 2-3 fingers, then the cock.

I got back behind her and again started slow stroking her cunt with my cock and playing with her asshole with my lubed thumb. I then told her, I was going to push in, after I saw her push out a bit, which with my thumb placed perfectly, she then did and I slid it in to first knuckle and she startled a bit, but kept bucking onto my cock. I then said, how about again, and she did, which got my whole thumb into her ass. I asked how it felt and she could barely talk. I noted her pussy was soaking wet. I then for next 5 minutes proceeded to fuck her in as long and hard as strokes as I could, trying to bottom out in her pussy while at same time started to run my thumb in and out of her ass. after a minute or two of this, she basically screamed to put two fingers in, which I did using same technique as prior. For about two minutes of both my cock and fingers fucking both her holes, she started quivering and coming, at which point I couldn’t take it anymore and filled her pussy with my cum.

As noted in previous post about Merissa, she has/had a short haired/fuzzy pussy, which was very nice to eat. And then, one of the days her mom was still gone, she came to my room and asked me about shaving her pussy. I asked her why and she said she had recently thought about it, but was somewhat reluctant to do it herself as she was afraid of cutting her self, specifically her labia, which I have mentioned dangle a bit.

After some discussion I asked her if she was trying to ask me to do it for her, to which she said yes.I asked her is she wanted to be totally clean of have a tuft of some hair above her clit, she was fine with clean shaven and said she could always let it grow out in something or other.

After drawing a nice warm bath, I had her sit in it for a bit and as she did so, she sucked me off, so i wouldn’t be distracted while shaving her. After cumming in her mouth and her swallowing it, I had her sit on edge of sink as I placed a very warm cloth on her crotch, to further soften her up. I then took some of my shaving oil and rubbed it into her pussy, paying a little attention to hitting her clit, which got a nice result out of her, noticing her nipples harden. I then took my electric razor and a

cover and proceeded to trim all of her hair away. I then swept this off with a wash cloth. Now I took some of my shaving cream and again covered her pussy with it and began from closer to her legs and shaved first the left then the right side of her external labia, more than once “accidentally” blowing on her clit as well as touching it, sending her into a bit of a tizzy.

At this point, she was quite moist inside her little pussy and easily could smell her juices as well. I continued with the work now getting the last of the folds near her internal labia and closer to her clit, as well. By the time I was now done, there was a very large tear, if you will leaking onto her taint, which I leaned into and licked it up, which started her into an orgasm, helped a bit by my finger in her pussy and rubbing my thumb around her ass.

I had her climax two more times, by which time I was more than ready to fuck that perfect little pussy and her bald lips. She yelled out how much better this felt with my cock running in and out of her pussy. I felt her start to come, which squeezed by cock and I filled her cunt with my cum and continued fucking her for a bit, at which time she spun around and took me in her mouth and proceeded to clean us both off my cock.

The wife and my step-daughters mother will be out of town for two weeks and in the first 4 days, I have already fucked Merissa 3 times and played with her ass as well as shaved her little pussy. I had to actually go into work on the 5th day of the wife absence and while there I got no less than a dozen selfies from the stepdaughter, in various stages of clothing. maltepe escort The last 2/3rds of the day was nothing but nudes with it not gone un noticed that her pussy was getting more and more wet as the day wore on. I also got a few texts, telling me how much she wanted to fuck, suck and just explore each others bodies.

When I finally got home she came down the stairs wearing nothing but very nice heels. honestly, they were the ones she had picked out for her wedding and they screamed “FUCK ME!”. We proceeded down stairs and sat on the sofa and made out for about an hour, during which time my hands were all over her little body and in her little wet pussy and even played around her little puckered ass. Each time I approached that she’d clearly get turned on to the next level. During this time i asked her what she had in mind for this evening, at which time she said she’d like for me to anally fuck her, as well as her other two holes. In the last three days, she had found my stash of viagra, so she knew we could play around for an extended amount of time. what she didn’t know, as I had not yet taken any when we fucked was it seemed to add some girth to my cock.

I went up and got the viagra and she made us some drinks and i came down and had two packets, I took one and asked her if she’d like one as well. She asked how it would affect her, and I was honest, and told her, I wasn’t sure, but that since her clit was very similar to a cock, it might swell as well. So, I proceeded to place them in my mouth and delivered them to her via a very deep tongue kissing that lasted a bit. We again sat down and made out and after a bit she was clearly quite aroused, as her nipples were flushed and hard as rocks and when I finally put my hand on her pussy, he clit was quite swollen and judging from her jump, quite sensitive. I decided I needed to fuck her down stairs, so I started working my way south with my mouth and finally got to her pussy and did all I could to avoid her clit for about 10 minutes, which only seemed to make it larger and more flushed. by the time I took it into my mouth, she nearly jumped off the couch and came quite hard into my mouth and screamed for me to fuck her. I spun her around and took her missionary, kinda style with one leg outside the other, which really rubbed her clit while we fucked. She came a couple more times and on the third one, her pussy squeezed so hard I came as well. As per her MO, she took me out and sucked off the combination of our cum.

I suggested we get in the hot tub and relax a bit, which we did for about 30 minutes and we had another drink. I could tell she was getting quite relaxed so had her climb onto my cock in the tub and just sat there with me inside her. I would make my cock jump with some flexion of my ass and every now and then she’d use a kagel and squeeze her pussy, we finally got in sync with this, which again lead to both of us cuming. I then asked her if she still wanted to get her ass fucked? She hesitated for a split second and then a smile spread across her awesome lips and she said fuck yea.

We went into the house and I asked if she’d remembered the lesson about pushing and relaxing, from the time I had placed my thumb and fingers into her ass. She had and I said then we are good to go. I asked her if she wanted to control it, or is she trusted me to, and she was totally ok with me doing so, thus I had her get on the bed face down and pulled her lovely ass up. I then got behind her and licked her pussy for a good 10 minutes and in so doing, teased her and not allowing her to come for 9 of them. finally she was allowed to cum and as she was descending from that, I put my cock firmly into her pussy, again. While fucking her this way with our mixed cum as well as new juices she was quite sloppy. I then grabbed the lube and went ahead and used a generous amount on my thumbs and then placed one, then the other into her ass, she came when I had the second one in there and she could feel my cock and thumb on the thin membrane between her pussy and ass. After a few minutes of this she asked me to put my cock in her ass, and I said I would gladly do so, but she would have to hold her ass apart while I did and then once I was in, all the way, I wanted her to play with her self. slowly, I hit and passed the first ring in her ass and just left it there for a it, so she could get used to it. after a minute or two, and after instructing her to play with her clit, I then pulled out, and dumped some lube into her ass and got back to first ring, after 30 seconds or so, I very slowly pushed my cock passed the second ring and was clearly in, but still not balls deep. I left it here for a bit and I could tell she was getting close to cumming as I could feel her vagina starting to spasm. After a few minutes of this and noting her breathing becoming very short, I started actually fucking her ass, at first very short strokes and then the length from tip to base in long smooth strokes. kartal escort This lasted for a few minutes until I could not take it anymore, at which time I went balls deep into her ass and filled it with my cum. She also came for a full 30 seconds as she was going to town on her clit with one hand and had at least two fingers knuckles deep into her sopping pussy.

Merissa and I have had the house to ourselves for a period of time, during which she and I have fucked more than once and we have both loved it. I have introduced her to anal and shaved her little pussy.

She is quite the little fuck toy. She loves to suck cock and is very good at it. She uses just the right amount of suction and hand involvement and she has even pushed on my prostate, which gets me really hard.

The morning after our night of fucking while at breakfast, she naked of course, mentioned wanting to visit an adult store, at which time I reminded her she still had a dildo upstairs from the last time she had stayed at home for an extended time, which caused her to blush and mention she was looking for something for her other hole, which really intrigued me.

Off we went to Fascinations™ and after about an hour there found a lush remote vaginal toy and a b-vibe anal toy. While i was paying for them, she demurred to the bathroom and unbeknownst to me then, placed both in their respective slots. When she met me out front, she had a sly grin on her luscious lips and handed me the remote to the b-vibe and her phone, to which she had already downloaded the lush app. On the way home, about 10 miles, I start with both on very low constant and she is clearly getting the full effect as I can not only see the effect on her nipples and flushed face, but she is leaking so much pussy juice, I can smell her. As we get close to the house I turn up the anal plug a bit, still leaving it constant, while the lush I started playing around with her pussy.

By the time we got home, her shorts are literally wet over her crotch and she was a mess. We continued to play with these, well I did for about another 45-60 minutes by which time she was a puddle and naked.

I turned off the lush and pulled it from her pussy and proceeded to clean it for her. I then dove into her sopping pussy and went to town on her labia and clit for about another 30 minutes. During this time I put the anal plug on a variable vibrate pattern that escalated. Add my fingers to the mix and rubbing inside her pussy and she nearly passed out from her last orgasm.

She was coming down from her orgasm a bit and basically screamed for me to give my cock to her, which since I had already popped a viagra was rock hard and ready to go. I jammed it into her pussy and fucked her good and hard in a position that continued to hit her clit. She came at least another 3 times and was so wet, I kept slipping out. I finally came into her sloppy pussy and as I pulled out a thick lob of cum and her juices slid down to her plug and as she tookmy cock in her mouth I pulled the plug and dove back into her pussy, taint and ass.

Her taint, by the way gets really sensitive and as she came a few more times while sucking my cock and me on her ass and cunt. Nearly getting me to the point of dropping a load into her throat, which she loves, and I decided I need another attack at her ass, so I pulled out of her mouth and turned her around, such that she was on her back and facing me.

She asked if I were going to fuck her ass, and as I said yes she broke a little smile. She then pulled her legs back and placed her hands on her ass and spread her cheeks, inviting me to enter her. I spit a little on her ass as well as the tip of my cock and slowly entered the first ring, without any problems, as she had been a good student and had relaxed and even more so as I then went, in a slow manner, balls deep and then rested it there while she had a few spasms. She then wrapped her fingers from her left hand around me cock and said, “give it to me long and slow, daddy.” this in and of itself almost made me cum, right then and there. I then started to pull back a bit, and just before the swollen head of my cock popped out, I slid it back into her again balls deep with a slight pause at the bottom. I did this for about 10-15 strokes and at the end of these she started to rub her clit and told me to finger her pussy. I did this for another 10 or so cycles and then she whimpered, “pound my ass, dad!” At her prompting I did exactly that, I went from long and slow, to hard and fast and I could feel her pussy and ass starting to spasm and then she said, “I want your load on my tits and face, dad.” Just then I pulled out and shot a load on each of her ample tits and two onto her face, while she had yet another orgasm. As the last shot came from my cock she took it into her mouth and licked it clean.

So… after our fuck fest with the toys the night before last, we decided we would take a rest on Saturday. Which meant we went to the pool and laid out. She looked amazing and while in the pool she would ride on my back and at least twice wrapped around my waist, from the front. I of course got a boner as I could feel the heat from her pussy. she teased me like this all day.

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[This is my first effort at writing anything, except for postings on our family’s tumblr blog. This is the more detailed account of how I teased, and finally had my first times with my Mom and then my Dad (which is in Part II)! For those of you that do not like “taboo” or “incest” stories, then keep moving. Everyone here is 18, or at least 18 before anything actually happens sexually, and if you choose to think of it as mere fantasy, then fine, if not, then that is fine too.]

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I’m not sure of exactly when I decided to try and get Dad in bed, but I do recall exactly when I decided that Mom was a target! It was the summer before my Junior year in college, and we were outside lying in the sun. Mom looked stunning as always, and she was enjoying her chance to sunbathe semi- nude. Mom, who is about 5’9″, has the body of a model, with gorgeous flowing red hair, and the most beautiful green eyes. On this day, she was wearing a little g-string pair of bikini bottoms, and a smile. She loved to lay out topless, and we never thought much of it, at least until this particular day. I was in a bikini, and believe it or not, I was somewhat bashful about myself. I’m no raging beauty, but I do take after my Mom in a lot of ways, and as we’ve gotten older, I’ve been mistaken for her by several members of our family.

Unfortunately, that summer, I was still a smaller version of Mom. My boobies were smaller, my ass was still a little flat, and my hips had the shape of a boy. Self conscious to say the least, I was barely brave enough to get into the bikini, much less lay out naked or topless. I was admiring her body, and wishing I looked more like her, when she asked me to rub some lotion on her back. I jumped at the chance, and started rubbing suntan lotion on her, and I guess my hands got a little lower down. I really was rubbing it into her lower back and then down on the cheeks of her ass. I remember that at that moment, I was so wet it was soaking through my bottoms. I can’t tell you why, but I just really, really, wanted her.

Now I’d had some experience with girls and guys, at this point in my life. In fact, I usually was not the least bit bashful about eating pussy at intimate parties with a certain girlfriend. We were cheerleaders together, and she was definitely into her “lesbian” side. She has a kid now, but then, she was all about pussy. Anyway, when I was rubbing suntan lotion on Mom’s ass, I had some idea of what I enjoyed, and it hit me that I’d love to do more to that ass! As I rubbed, Mom parted her thighs a little, and I started rubbing it on her inner thighs, and staring at her pussy. It was pretty much out there, and I was pretty much excited. So, at that moment I decided, this is where I’m going!! When I finished rubbing in the lotion, Mom just thanked me, and rolled back over to let the sun work for her. I, on the other hand, had to go inside to the bathroom, where I played with myself until I was half crazy.

Over the next several years I made Mom my project, and would spend doing everything I could to get her attention. When she would lay out, so would I, and when she was semi-nude, I started taking my top off too. I even had Mom rub suntan lotion on me as often as I could. At no point did she rise to this bait, so I increased my efforts with other things. I would eventually lay out with her when we were both completely naked! She would tell me to make sure I didn’t burn anything, and just hand me the lotion to put pendik escort on my pussy. She never asked me to rub hers in either, darn it. I sort of knew that my parents were swingers, thanks to something my brother mentioned once, so I just couldn’t understand why this wasn’t happening?!

During the winter, when we couldn’t sunbathe, I would do other things. I started wearing shorter skirts, no or very skimpy underwear, and thigh high socks. Then I would always help in the kitchen, especially if it meant bending over for something in the refrigerator or in a cabinet. It was sometime during this winter of my Junior year, that I realized that while Mom wasn’t rising to the bait, Dad sure was rising. I had watched my older sister, Stephanie, kind of take over his lap when we were younger, and I remember her kicking me off if I was sitting there first. At the time, I did enjoy sitting and cuddling Daddy, and didn’t think a lot about her wanting the same thing. It was kind of a light bulb moment, when I realized just how sexy the whole lap cuddle was, and just how sexy my Dad was for me. At 5’10”, he isn’t tall, but years in the military had given him a pretty hard body.

So, the more I teased Mom, the more Dad noticed. There was no question that he enjoyed my cuddling in his lap, especially at this point, and I even went so far as to sit in his lap wearing a skirt with no panties. I would grind on him, and a time or two, I even left him a wet spot present. He was impacted, because I could feel his hard on grow on my ass, but he never, not once, touched me. Oh, he would hug me, but there was nothing else. He refused, even when it would have been obvious to anyone that I wanted him to touch me! Mom? She ignored it all, or at least, she acted like she was ignoring it.

Summer before my Senior year rolled around, and Mom and I were just sunbathing naked. We didn’t even make much of a pretense about wearing swim suits, except when my older bother David was around. Dad on the other hand, saw us both naked a LOT. He did his best to ignore it, but I knew I was getting to him. He would be grilling out, and I would be lying in the chair with my legs spread. I had started to fill out, so he was getting the world class pussy shot and boob show. I even trimmed up, just so he would be able to freely see the lips of my pussy. Still, there was no reaction from Mom, despite my doing everything I could think of doing to get her to touch me. I even tried the lotion thing, telling her that I couldn’t really see to get around the lower part of my ass. She would rub in some lotion, but never as far down as I wanted. She just told me that I could tell where things were by touch, and to go ahead. HELL, one day I even started playing with myself in front of her, but she just rolled over and ignored me.

Now you’re asking, what about just telling her about what you wanted, or making the first move? Well, we talked about sex, and it was never a taboo subject at home, but for some reason I just couldn’t tell my Mom what I really wanted. People have made such a big deal out of that kind of relationship, so I just could not tell her. I KNEW I was Bi, but I had no idea that Mom was too. At least until I asked her, and she finally admitted that she was, but again, there was no move on her part. Then the whole incest question, made discussing that issue with anyone too hard to get around. So, talking about my fucking around with her as the target of my affections maltepe escort was definitely out of the question. When winter came around, I was definitely getting frustrated by it all. Mom was NOT reacting, and Dad was not touching, no matter what I tried.

I even came into the den once wearing the sexiest lingerie I could find. Right down to the stockings. Dad looked at me, or maybe leered is a better word, but didn’t say a word. Mom just looked and asked what I was doing all “dressed up.” All I could do was say that I was thinking about wearing it under my prom dress, and what did they think. Dad didn’t say much, and honestly, he was too busy just staring at me. Mom said that it looked cute, but maybe I should be a little more reserved going to prom. It was a complete bust, except for the hard on in Dad’s pants, there was no other outward reactions.

Dad was melting, and I didn’t do anything to help. I stopped wearing panties around him, and I always wore a skirt. I could tell pretty quickly that I got the best hard on from Dad by wearing plaid skirts, so I bought probably a half dozen in different plaids and patterns. When I got home from class, I would ditch the underwear, and do whatever I could to “help” around the house. Again, Mom didn’t react, and Dad was now retreating whenever I got too close or put on one of my shows. I even went so far as to get myself in trouble at school, for flashing, just to see what Mom and Dad would do about it. Again, NOTHING, except the ass chewing you might expect for screwing up at school!!

After graduation, I decided to take time off before starting college. Throughout the entire time, I kept up my campaign to get my parents attentions, but still Dad would retreat, and Mom would ignore it. I was working as a waitress, and would keep odd hours coming in very late during the week. I even started bringing home cum soaked panties to be washed, because at this point, I would fuck just about anybody for just about any reason. This got a reaction, but it was the normal “be careful” about disease, and don’t forget to take your pill discussions. During all of this, my idiot brothers were of no help. Pat didn’t notice a thing (of course being gay probably was a piece of information I could have used at the time), and David was just an idiot who wanted to be a “looky loo,” but not touch me. For a while, I thought he didn’t because he was terrified that Dad would kill him, but I would later learn that it was because he was already fucking MOM!! (What an Asshole!!!)

Finally, one night I came in early, it was fall (yes I was 18 almost 19), and I was going back to school in a few days. I just shaved my pussy, and threw on one of my short plaid skirts with NOTHING underneath. I walked into the kitchen where Mom and Dad were sitting. I have no idea where David was that evening, and Pat had already moved out, so it was just the three of us. As I stood there, it got very quiet, and both Mom and Dad looked over at me as I just stood there. Finally, when I had their complete undivided attentions, I reached down, and raised my skirt up to my waist, and said, “So, now that I have shaved, what do you think? Should I shave my pussy all the time?” Mom and Dad both kind of stared at me, and Mom asked why her “opinion would matter?” Then I said, “I just wanted it to look nice for you and Dad. I thought if it did, you would finally pay me some special attention. Now, is it sexy enough to finally kartal escort convince you guys to fuck me?” To quote one of Dad’s expressions, you could have heard a mouse fart!

It immediately got quiet, and I mean deathly quiet. After what seemed like an eternity, Mom walked over to me and grabbed my arm, and then she kind of drug me into the den. We sat down on the couch, and we talked. GOD did we talk. She and I discussed it, and we went through it all, we talked about the previous couple of years, and how much I wanted to fuck both her and Dad. She couldn’t believe it, until I reached over and gave her a deep kiss. She kissed me back, and then I laid it all out for her. All the years, and all the things I had done trying to get them to do something to me. We talked about my sex drive, and how much I really, really, wanted this to happen.

After we talked some more, and I had kissed her again on the mouth, it was only a few minutes before I had Mom’s top off and her boobs in my mouth. I never will forget her reaction as I twirled my tongue around her nipples. I couldn’t believe that we had finally gotten this far, and I was so horny I thought I would explode. We undressed each other, and as our eyes met, there was this playful little smile on her lips. It was then I knew she’d been waiting on this for a long time too, and it was a precious moment for both of us. As she pulled my skirt down, she playfully licked me down my stomach to my clit. The second her tongue flicked over my clit, I had my first of a million cums that night. I guess it had been so long in happening, that it just didn’t take much before it hit me.

It wasn’t long afterwards that we were both completely naked and diving into each others’ pussies in a 69 right there on the floor. I was on top of her, with my face planted deeply between her thighs, and we both were exploding and grinding against each other. I know that we had sex a lot that night, and Mom and I even spent the night together in my bed. I think we did about everything you could do together that first night. We did what she called her scissors or tribbing, we did several variations of 69, we also swapped turns at each others’ pussies, and we threw in lots of finger play almost the entire time. Now I’d been with a few girls before this, so I wasn’t new at it, but I learned a LOT that night. Mom definitely knew what she was doing, and this was absolutely the best sex I’d ever had with any girl. I guess what made it especially wonderful was that we clearly loved each other. We were committed to it, and it was simply awesome!

Our sexual affair has been continuous since then, except maybe when one of us felt bad, and hopefully we will continue to make love as often as possible. After wearing out a couple of vibrators on each other, Mom finally ordered us strap on, which has since come in VERY handy for LOTS of fun things. I guess I had a lot of pent up desire, and Mom stayed with me step for step. Hopefully this is a journey that will not end until we do!

Dad, on the other hand, was still playing hard to get. I kept up my campaign, and it was tough. I know he and Mom talked about it, and Mom admitted that Dad was really afraid to do anything with me. Something about “Daddies and Daughters” and not wanting to destroy the myth of being my protector,” and “how could I see anything in an old guy like him,” were all his concerns and not mine. This meant that my work was cut out for me. Finally, almost a full month later, Mom and I conspired together, and I was able to get him to make love to me. This is of course, another story for another time. I will say that it did not end there, and the several years since this point have been beyond awesome.

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Twenty five years on, one can easily see the mistakes made in their youth. But, as the saying goes, hindsight is 20/20. There is little to be gained by rehashing past mistakes in your head again and again, losing sleep over it, and making yourself mental in the process. And yet this is exactly what I did on a regular basis. It’s said that without closure, no relationship is ever truly over. It’s also been written that sometimes closure can come from writing a letter to your ex that you never intend to send. But sometimes closure can come in the form of a dream…

The first time I ever experienced what I would define as a “lucid wet dream” I was certain that I was somehow “quantum leaping” into my past self from the present. I had prepared for bed that night, a middle-aged man in my forties, snuggled in beside my wife. She was pregnant with our fourth child, and sex was something I dimly seemed to recall from nearly a year ago. My wife and I loved one another deeply, but with three kids and one on the way, making time for intimacy and passion is not often possible.

This night, I was horny, and my wife was understandably tired and eight months along, and not in any mood for sex. Although I was excited about becoming a father again in less than a month, I was frustrated. I was horny and riled up with too much sexual energy to just fall asleep. As I lay there, eyes closed, I started to fantasize about my earlier days, back in my late teens, when I was almost as frustrated sexually as I was this evening.

I had a “girlfriend” at that time, and she was insatiable – except when it came to having actual sex. She thought about it constantly, but never acted on it with me or any other living person besides herself. I swear that every minute we spent together in person, I could smell her potent pheromones even over her perfume, and the scent drove me wild with unrequited passion. Every move I’d make to bring my body close enough to hers to make a move, she’d wriggle away from like I had the plague. She was terrified of sexual contact, yet fascinated in the extreme by the idea.

It wasn’t that Ruth was unattracted to me, as we’d talked about sex more times than I could count, but never in a way that lead to physical intimacy. Ruth’s problem, as I saw it, was that she’d learned early on to seek other outlets for her sexual needs. In a nutshell, she was addicted to masturbation. In particular, shared masturbation through fantasy. You can venture a guess as to who was her lucky (or was it unlucky) partner in carnal chit-chat.

Ruth was not one to masturbate alone, at least not entirely. Her way was to call me up at all hours (or I her, it was mutual) and we’d pretend that we were “collaborating” on a writing project. She’d create these characters in her mind that were avatars for herself. Through these virtual personae, Ruth would fantasize about real sexual adventures that she was too terrified to attempt as her real self. And let me tell you, she had a torrid imagination! Many were the nights, and many times per night, that she lit me on fire from my loins to my cerebrum.

When I say we would pretend, that was exactly what we were doing. Never once did we discuss what we were actually doing during these ten and twelve hour marathon phone sessions, and any effort I made to “break down the wall” between the reality of what we were doing and fantasy was quickly side-stepped by her. I’d hint that I was stroking my cock while we talked but she’d act like she didn’t hear me until I said “(insert character name) is stroking his cock.” Somehow she couldn’t commit to the fact that I was a real, live, horny guy her own age who had real needs of my own. And neither could Ruth admit that she was just as horny and just as excited as I was. She could only interact with me sexually when we were both in character.

Often, after several marathon orgasmic escapades, Ruth and I would be so exhausted we’d fall asleep in our beds with the phone still glued to our ears. It was somehow comforting for me to wake up and hear Ruth’s regular, rhythmic breathing over the earpiece. We were sleeping together, in truest fashion – or at least, as true as any virtual relationship could ever be.

It was at times when I would awake, early in the wee hours, and hear Ruth soundly sleeping safe in her bed, that I would tell her just how I felt. I’d whisper softly into her ear that I loved her, had loved her from the moment we first met, and how much I wanted to see our relationship evolve from this – whatever this was – into something real. I know she heard me. I know because her best girlfriend, Lori, confronted me about it one day. She said, “Ruth told me that you said some things last night to her in her sleep” and then go on to say that these things were “very confusing” to her and that I should stop.

My first reaction was to tell Lori to go clean the impulse manifolds in her pajamas. But then I started thinking, and realized that for her to know, Ruth must have told her. And by told her, I pendik escort mean the whole, sordid mess. Otherwise Lori would wonder why Ruth fell asleep on the phone with me, a guy who was not her “boyfriend” and for whom she had no feelings other than that of friendship.

That gave me hope. It made me realize that Ruth really did care about where our relationship was at present, and where it was headed. It told me also that she was not capable of seeing me in the role of “boyfriend.” In order for me to be her boyfriend meant terminating the special friendship we had, at least in her mind. She couldn’t bear to lose me as a friend. That’s what she eventually told me, when I finally summoned up the courage to tell her outright that I loved her.

Over the decades since, I’ve gone over our strange relationship in my mind thousands of times, trying to figure out just what was really going on. If I’d become a psychiatrist, maybe I’d have a chance at coming to a retroactive diagnosis for what this really was, and a possible solution. But I wasn’t a shrink and those days were far in the past and never to be relived.

In the present, I was happily married, a family man, and had to admit a indulging in a small guilty pleasure that Ruth was not only still single, but still living with her parents to this day. She’d never been able to commit, not to me, or anyone else apparently, and as far as I knew, was probably still a virgin. I often wondered if she looked at me now, with my wife and family, and thought to herself “this could have been my life.”

After all, I had told her I loved her, and she’d said “I’m so sorry!” and hoped to somehow continue our special friendship after that as if nothing had happened. It hadn’t. It ended quite abruptly after a collect call to her one night as I first started college. I didn’t speak to her again for over twenty years, and then only in Facebook chat for a few hours.

Still, to hold a grudge against her on my part, or relish any misfortune upon her past or present was unfair. I would feel guilty whenever I smirked in response to mulling it over in my mind. It was a very sad ending for her, and though she always maintained she was happy and contented, I could never stop wondering how that was truly possible. Not because she’d rejected me. Whether she had been with me or not was immaterial. The fact that she had spinstered herself away in isolation was a fact and I guess from my perspective, I couldn’t comprehend that existence as a fulfilling one.

I admitted to myself that Ruth and I had engaged in some of the most creatively wild sex I’d ever known; a damned shame it was that we never broke free of the “no touch” barriers she’d established for our encounters. I wished, not for the first time, that I could somehow go back in time and knock some sense into my past self, and urge him (me) to just ignore Ruth’s resistance and push ahead, driving her out of her self-imposed safety shell and into the real world of true intimacy. The worst that could have happened was that our friendship ended – in other words, no change from the current reality.

The hour had grown late and my tossing and turning was keeping my wife from sleeping. I was still quite awake and fantasizing about what I’d have done then if I’d had knowledge of the future. I pondered over and over how, even if it were possible, changing the past would obliterate my present. I had no desire to lose my wife or family, and felt bad for even entertaining thoughts of “what if” and fantasies about an ex who wasn’t even an ex! What had happened between Ruth and I was woven into the tapestry of who and what sort of man I was today. I wouldn’t change that for a second.

Yet my mind persisted, wondering what might have been if I’d only realized that Ruth was scared of physical intimacy. She was afraid of losing me as a friend if we didn’t carry our relationship further, and had told me as much when I confessed my feelings of love for her. Ruth had become dependent, almost addicted, to our special brand of friendship with benefits. Did she live in constant fear that I would one day stop being her friend and thus stop providing her with the shelter and convenience of a virtual relationship? Did she ever fully realize that I would have done anything for her, on any level, if only she could love me back in kind? I wondered.

I had determined years ago that the problem was really within me. What Ruth had needed most was for me to take the reins and push her out of her comfort zone and into reality. I know that I would have loved her and cherished her during the first difficult real encounter and long afterward. She had been my first true love, and I loved her still for holding that place in my heart. What Ruth had needed was me to be the man I was today, but back then I was still just a boy with no clue in the universe of how to break the sexual stalemate we’d found ourselves in. We were both virgins trapped in a fantasy, with no concept of how adults dealt with these issues.

At maltepe escort nineteen, I was horrified at the concept of “forcing” myself on anyone, and had no idea that sometimes a man is expected to be sexually aggressive in order to prove his worthiness. Some young males at this age go too far to the other extreme, and think every “no” uttered by a potential mate is really a yes in disguise. I was so worried about coming across as a sexual bully that I played the role of “Mr. Nice Guy” to the hilt, forgetting that it’s often this type of behavior that turns a woman off. Some women prefer their men to show their strength through less-than-sterling behavior. James Bond was a good example, and I knew at the time that Ruth was really turned on by his character. She would frequently ask me to play that role for her in our fantasies, with herself as a demure “Bond woman” being swept off her feet by the suave Mr. Bond and his penchant for hard line charm.

Yet, being young and naïve, I missed this point entirely. Instead of Bond I played the part of protector and defender of her honor, riding in on my white horse to save her from the dastardly “bad boys” she’d invariably flirt with and flee in terror from at their arduous advances. I even went so far as to call up one poor kid and give him the scare of his lifetime by pretending to be Ruth’s father and insisting that he leave my under-aged “daughter” alone. I was not her father, nor her brother, but I was her best friend. And sometimes transitioning from best friend to lover is a difficult step in a relationship. Sometimes one has to risk everything in order to win the girl, and like Ruth, I was terrified of not having her as a friend in my life.

Yet this was exactly what Ruth needed to take the next step in her our sexual growth. She was too scared to become physical with anyone, and through my enabling of her phone fantasies, provided her enough sexual outlet to never try reality for the first time. Though I’d never condone non-consensual sex, the reality was that Ruth had given me her blessing, and had waited (and maybe still waited?) for me or someone to firmly confront her fears and take her by the hand.

By now, I was in a semi-dream state, having reached that strange level of consciousness somewhere between sleeping and waking. This was the moment that I realized I could control my dreams, and that I was in fact being pulled into one as I lingered between states of awareness. I was seeing through my younger-self’s eyes, reliving one of many encounters with Ruth that had almost turned physical decades earlier. Yet I retained my perspective and knowledge of what as to come in my future, which meant that I was effectively time traveling and doing it inside of my own younger-self’s body.

I looked down at myself. I was thin once again, and dressed as I had in the 80’s, much to my embarrassment. I was sitting inside of a car and next to me was Ruth, who was driving. She had the CD player going and was listening to Pink Floyd: The Wall and grinning. She seemed oblivious to the fact that I was looking around in confusion, trying to recall when and where I was. I looked over at her and my heart began to race, as it always did. Ruth was wearing a short black leather skirt and plunge-neck blouse. I could see her legs clear up above her knees and the silky smoothness of her thighs took my breath away. She must have caught me looking because she shifted her legs and for a second I could see up underneath and caught a flash of red. She was wearing red panties.

I sighed and looked down at my lap. My boner was in clear evidence, and though Ruth pretended not to notice, I felt certain that she had. I recalled how much she liked to tease me in those days when we spend time in the “real world” on these not-quite-dates where we’d hang out and drive around and do all sorts of activities. She never referred to me as her “boyfriend” though looking back, she had no other steady male companion, and we were inseparable.

I remembered how jealous I would become when she’d refer to one of her other male friends as “Joey” or “Kevy” (always a diminutive form, never “Joe” or “Kevin” and liked to watch me rage inside as she’d talk about how cute he was. I realized just then, with the knowledge of my decades-older current self that Ruth was not merely trying to get a reaction from me, or even be cruel. She was goading me into action. She wanted me to just grab her and kiss her instead of retreating inside my head like I used to do, wishing that she’d accept that I was her man. After all, I was who she spent her night with every night, even if we were miles apart and connected only by a copper telephone line.

I decided for the moment to just savor the realism of this dream/memory and let it play out as it had, hoping my memory of events hadn’t degraded too much over the decades. Perhaps, since this was just a dream, I could change the outcome, and in this way experience what might have been. I looked at Ruth again kartal escort and deliberately began to undress her with my eyes, something I dared never let Ruth see in the past. I wanted to see what her reaction might be and to relish the opportunity to remember so clearly what she’d looked like in those days.

Ruth had never been classically beautiful, nor I handsome in that same way. We were truly well suited to one another I could see now, with more than twenty years of additional experience to gauge such things. But while Ruth was a bit plain and would never be a fashion model, her body was amazing to me then and now. She had large breasts, D cups, even at eighteen, and plenty of curves. But what made Ruth so infernally hot to me was the knowledge of just how lusty she was when she let her imagination run wild. I knew even as I looked at her, envisioning her naked before me, that her pussy was wet and throbbing for attention. All she had needed was a man to fill her, and rescue her from her fantasy world. I could have been that man, but I wasn’t then. I could be now.

This was my dream, and I was in control. Whatever I did now would have no effect on my real life in the future, and if I woke up the next morning with cum-stained shorts, so be it. Maybe I’d even write all of this down and post it on the internet for the current-day Ruth to find and read, and maybe we’d finally admit to one another that we both blew it back then. Either that or she’d hate me. I suppose any relationship is better than none at all.

Back in the dream, Ruth had noticed that I was ogling her and despite herself she grinned even wider than before. She arched her back slightly to make her breasts perk up, and even trapped beneath a lacy bra, I could see her pert little nipples were hard from the attention I was showing them. She was really digging the fact that I was fondling her with my eyes! I kicked myself for never having realized that perhaps all she’d needed back then was for me to not be the perfect gentleman my momma had raised me to be in the real world and more of the bad boy that I was in our phone fantasies. What a moron I’d been back then!

Deciding that since things seemed to be going so well with just looking, I snaked a hand up and over and laid it across the car seat on her right shoulder. Ruth shuddered as my hand made contact and I expected her to flinch away as I’d always imagined that she would do, but since this was my dream, she’d reacted the way I’d always wanted instead. And maybe the way she would have back then, too, if I’d only had the balls to try.

I slipped my hand under her blouse and down her back, feeling her warm soft skin against my palm. I’d never felt anything so exquisite and watched as Ruth’s flesh became goose-pimpled from the bare contact of flesh on flesh. Ruth’s lips parted slightly and I thought I’d heard a low whisper of a moan escape as she did so. I grinned, realizing that in this fantasy replay, I could do as I liked and no matter the consequences. I couldn’t make a “wrong” move! That freedom, coupled with my present-day self’s experience and perspective, made this a win-win scenario regardless.

I started to massage Ruth’s shoulder blade and felt her muscle tension melt beneath my fingers. Her breathing had slowed and she was having trouble concentrating on the road. I didn’t recall where we had been headed to on this trip, but it didn’t matter – parking was what we needed to do, and quickly. I decided to try my voice and was surprised to hear how youthful it sounded to me.

“Why don’t we take a break from driving and stop somewhere where we can… relax… for a bit?” I suggested. Ruth nodded, not speaking, and I realized that even if she did, she would say whatever I expected her to say. I started to look around for someplace to park, and then kicked myself for not using my imagination. Suddenly, the car vanished and I found myself looking across the length of an aluminum canoe at Ruth who was stretching and yawning, the sunlight turning her black hair into a halo of light. She surprised me by saying, “I’m tired, going to take a nap,” and closing her eyes.

I tried to remember why this seemed so familiar and recollected that this had actually happened once in reality. Ruth and I had been driving into Washington, DC to rent a canoe for a trip up the Potomac River and back just above Georgetown one summer’s day many years earlier. This was one of our many “undates” and I remembered how it had ended with anger at myself and disappointment, as if it had happened yesterday.

The dream sequence seemed to pause as I remembered how it had happened back then. No sooner than we had paddled into a quiet backwater, Ruth had decided to take a nap. I had thought this strange until I realized that she was going to let herself become “unconscious” in order to allow me a chance to “take advantage of her.” After all, I’d only told her the truth about how I felt the first time when she was sleeping, so this was her way of taking that to the next level. I remember being scared as hell, thinking that if I were wrong about her intentions, she might scream “rape!” and bring the cops paddling over to arrest me. Being a bad boy just wasn’t my style, I guess. Mr. Nice Guy – that was me.

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I think of you ’tis true
the vibes so strong …so clear
can’t help loving you
my feelings so sincere.

I feel you all the time that’s the effect you have on me, being with you is my tonic, the feel and the essence of that which is you, so deep and so blue as you watch me do the things you want me to.
You are my aphrodisiac, I need nothing more except us to be together, no matter where, in the bedroom, the shower or on the floor.

When the day passes to night
my mind, my body is full of love
the flame in my being set alight
something in the ether or from above.

But that is not all, your touch make me thrill, we kiss that kiss we love so much and then more of your certain touch.

“How does that feel baby?” you ask – those eyes looking up at me so alert and sensual.
I show my gratitude and squeeze your buttocks and you sigh taking me so deep, the feel of your warm mouth exploring all and the teasing touch beneath which takes my breath away.

The longing so acute, so strong
the pounding in pendik escort bayan my arteries grows
I pray that it will not be long
before the love inside flows
You enjoy me slow and deliberated, loving it the way you do, now you are there and I want the feel and taste of you too.

We are in perfect unison, I love to touch and feel and watch you blush as I do, feel you rise to in my mouth as I suck you. I feel your fingers stretch my mouth as I take savour your nectar, I see you watch as I aim to take you with my tongue – your peach delight is the tower in my castle and I am the moat surrounding its esteem, nice and deep and clean, your full ripe wetness filling my soul as I think of later when we finally reach our goal…

The aching to love, to lust
Takes over my intellect
we need to pair that’s a must
love’s fullness so very erect

I lay there feeling so good, that I can be this way for you, so full and blue, no holds barred as I tease my fingers inside you, in between those gorgeous white thighs maltepe escort and beneath your red thong, of which I have fantasised for so very long

The time is here to enjoy
exploring caressing so good
a girl and a boy
it’s sort of understood

We share the joys love gives, we take it sixty nine right down the line, I take in the scent of you and the taste of you complete. This is how it is every time we meet. We smother each other with those kisses so indulging and hot, the silkiness of your busy deep French kiss sending me in a frenzy.

You climb on top then. I lay stretched out on the thick pile rug. You close those gorgeous deep set blue eyes and swish your head backwards. I feel the eagerness of your hand guiding me between your femininity, I feel the warmth of your peach ripe pussy quenching the hard fullness of my throbbing head as you rub your silky pussy lips forward and back. I hear you moan so sweet and the quickness of your breath as you play with me. Guiding me inside you and then out again, kartal escort teasing me. How you love to do that. One moment I am in for the fuck and next it cools again. But you know exactly what you are doing and what we both like. The next moment, before the fuck, you quench me, working your gorgeous hips upwards so that my head rests between your thighs, deep into your womanhood, and then you work your hips around and around and I enjoy your tango, succulent and deep as you start to get very wet and you crave for the feel of my fuck inside you

Then comes the real Waterloo
we pass the point of no return
I am there and you are too
and there’s still a lot to learn

We chill and lay there still and silent and cherish the moment. But then fulfilled we take on the second mode and you lead me to the shower where we share our passion beneath the tepid water, turning hot and then cold and soon I feel you take hold and we are there once again, you clamber up on me, your legs surrounding and I feel the heaven once more as we fuck each other to the core.

How is it so perfect and what makes it so, is it just love or something more?

But that is the mystery of it all
the erotica, the joy and something more
makes you wanna stand so tall
God…I do love you to the very core

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Clare gasped. “You can’t be serious,” she squealed.

“We are,” Martin replied, and stared at my fiancée and myself. “It’ll be our wedding present to you. Well, I also want to arrange Jon’s stag do, which may or may not coincide with a pre-season tour. He will walk down the aisle with a sore arse and a massive smile on his face!”

Victoria eyed Clare and wiped the tears from my partner’s eyes. “This is massive. This… mansion… is anything beyond what we could afford and…”

“I know,” Victoria replied. “But I really need you as our neighbour. We are going to turn the estate next door into our kinky B&B. I want to convert the stable block and the outbuildings into something special. Just like we fantasised about when I was at University after we went to that party at the manor house near Lancaster. I will have a near limitless amount of men to beat and punish, and I’ll be able to explore and enjoy myself like never before.”

“Vics, we got so pissed when we said that. It was a fantasy because we saw that piece on Other World Kingdom. A nation where women lorded it over men. It’s not a reality.”

“But I am making it a reality,” Victoria squealed. “And I do not want my neighbour phoning the cops because she witnessed the lady of the house pulverise the backside of some oil executive in the back garden! Or that I whipped a misbehaving boy. Or plundered some jackass with a twenty-inch strapon.”

Clare laughed through her tears. “It’s just… I can’t… just… We can’t. We can’t take a three million pound house from you! That’s…”

Victoria snorted. “It was less than two when we bought it.” She shook her head and looked at her husband. “Do I need to take you down to my dungeon until you’ll accept my hospitality, Miss Clare Brownlees? I enjoy making men scream, but I will happily give you a damn good spanking. I have done it before. I am very versatile when it comes to my sexuality.”

Clare sniffed once more. “But Vics, c’mon. This is…”

“I am the Lady of the House,” Victoria interrupted. “And you are my best friend who I share, or want to share everything with. Surely, you can find a couple of kinky-minded lodgers to enjoy the house, the hot-tub, the summerhouse and the dungeon.”

“Victoria, do you…” I said, but the fearsome woman glared at me and interrupted.

“Ssshhh! This is between me and my best friend. When you become Mr Brownlees, then you can have a say.” She turned to my partner and held her hand. “C’mon Clare. This is our gift to you two. And I know you are not planning for a wedding for another eighteen months at least, but the day you walk down that aisle, I’ll sign over the house to you. And until that moment, you stay here, rent-free.”

“Martin, could…” I said, and the multi-millionaire just raised his finger to stop me.

“We both want to do this,” he snapped. “And if Victoria says that she is doing it, then she is doing it.”

“Let me show you,” the dominatrix said, and tugged Clare’s hand to make her stand up. Martin and I followed as she took my fiancée out of the front door and they walked through the gap in the hedges that separated the two properties.

“This – this will be the main house. Mostly private, but we are going to have a dungeon here, and some guest rooms for personal visitors. But over here…” She called and strode towards an unused stable block in a large U-Shape. “This is where the fun will be. I can convert these into half-a-dozen rooms right here. Hot-tub in the middle. And look at the views across the valley. It’s magnificent. And there’s still three barns and an old ramshackle cottage to think about. The possibilities are endless.”

“How does this…” Clare cried out to her excited friend.

“Because I will need you,” Victoria begged. “Do you think I can run this without your support? I need to unwind and escape. l need to share a bottle of Prosecco with my best friend in a hot-tub and tell her my secrets and insecurities. I am asking, please, stay in that wonderful house and help me. I can’t run this venue of ill-repute without my best friend at my side.”

“Oh, Victoria. I’ll always be around for you. But a three million pound house. It’s a massive, massive present.”

“And you a massive, massive friend.” Victoria sighed and looked at her husband. Clare had always been reticent at accepting financial gifts from the confident dominatrix. There was a vast difference in their wealth, and if Victoria had her way, my partner would live a luxurious life of leisure. But Clare was too independent for that and valued her career immensely. We had tentatively discussed moving to a nearby village when her company confirmed Clare’s promotion in Manchester, and we had hoped to purchase a two-bedroom townhouse or cottage. We had seen a few houses on the ‘net and had spoken tentatively to mortgage companies.

But Victoria and Martin’s old house was in a different world. “We’ll talk,” I promised Victoria, and she scowled further. “It’s really generous of you both.”

This was one argument pendik escort bayan that Victoria could not win with dominance, although she and Clare played in her dungeon for a couple of hours later that day. The lady of the house treated my fiancée to a massage and then numerous forced orgasms in a lesbian BDSM session and I wished I had been a witness to it.

Instead helped Martin in the kitchen. “I find it easier to accept that Victoria will get what Victoria wants. It’s much better just to give in at the beginning rather than the end,” Martin told me as we prepared dinner. “Do talk to Clare. Victoria would be delighted if you do accept.”

Clare and I discussed it repeatedly when we were alone. We could not escape the belief that we would be exploiting our friendship if we accepted. “I have an idea,” Martin suggested at the dinner table. Victoria glowered at him, and he gulped. “If Jon and Clare believe that accepting this house as a gift when they marry is using the relationship with us to get something, then why don’t you just agree that Clare and Jon are on the rota for the B&B.”

“What?” Victoria squealed.

“Well, you will have errant men to beat and whip. And I am sure you could do with an extra pair of hands for a few hours each week. And you have already said that I’ll be on the cleaning rota. So add Jon, too. That way, it is not just a gift. It’s also in part employee accommodation.”

Clare sniggered. “Honey,” she said and took Martin’s hand. “I can promise you I will always be around if there is an opportunity to beat a cocky arsehole to a simpering pulp. Especially if it is to help Vics!”

The hesitation that Clare and I had about accepting the enormous gift was more than just concern. We felt uncomfortable, and later that night Clare had a date with Kevin’s boss – the restaurant manager – and Victoria dispatched Martin to chauffeur them to and from the welcoming inn in the centre of the British countryside.

Victoria demanded my presence in her dungeon via a text, and she sat in a high-backed red and black leather chair when I arrived at her underground torture chamber. In her gloved hand, she held a long, thin cane. “I need a guinea-pig,” she replied curtly, and rose from her seat. The navy blue Latex bustier was enticing; her bottomless attire more so, and I glimpsed a flash of her pussy as she walked.

I gulped, and she backed away from me to a five-foot board with four fastenings on it, angled at around 30 degrees from the vertical. I realised that the spread-eagled position would display my arse or my cock for her torment. She sensed my fear immediately.

“Hands in these top two,” she ordered. “Face down.” I did as she commanded. Her padded restraints securely anchored my body to the wooden panel. “Now I saw this device on the ‘net and I’ve had Willie make this board for it. It’s a remote control spanker machine, and it looks fantastic. I’ll be nice and start you off gently.” She tittered as she set up the machinery behind my back. “It’s the latest invention by some sadistic woman in Germany, and they are amazing. The Germans lead the world in torturing misbehaving boys.”

“And I am here to test it?”

“I tested it on Martin yesterday, but I want to unleash it on my businessman tomorrow. He has just closed a shop and made four employees redundant. He doesn’t know it, but we’re going to be negotiating the redundancy settlements for those employees. And this will be one of my convincers.” Her voice radiated with glee as she described the pain she would inflict on the local entrepreneur who owned a string of companies and was amongst the richest people in the county.

My head was at the top of the board and looked directly at the chair where Victoria sat and put her legs on a stool. I stared at her cunt. She picked up the black remote control and pressed a button. I heard a beep from behind me and then a sharp, short whip across my backside, where a cane had lashed my unbroken flesh.

I squealed as the smack landed on the centre of my rump, and she smiled. A second later, the whirr of the motor preceded another fiery crack of the thin rod against my flesh. “Painful?”

“Yes!” I moaned.

“Excellent. I’ve set it to do one every four seconds at a low strength and to vary it slightly. I don’t want a thousand strikes in the same spot. It’ll break the skin and wear you down to the bone.”

“It’s very painful.”

“That’s the idea,” Victoria replied, and her fingers ran the length of her body to play with her swollen clit. “Don’t mind me. Errant boys getting smacks really does it for me. But then you like watching girls masturbate, don’t you? Or do you, we’ve not spoken much over the years. You’ve sucked cum from my cunt and I’ve beaten you and fucked you. I’ve tormented you. But we’ve never had a proper chat, and as the person engaged to marry my best friend, I think I should know more about you. So a nice, relaxing situation to have a wee chinwag.”

She reached underneath her chair and took out a large bottle maltepe escort of whisky and a crystal glass. The domme poured herself a generous measure and looked straight at me. “What do you want to know?” I asked.

“Everything.”

I had little to say; I grew up in London, had one sister, and attended a high-achieving secondary school. I got good grades in my exams and loved football in my youth. I had a natural flair for programming and found University easy. My parents helped support me in higher education, and Clare was my third girlfriend. Both my previous two relationships ended because of infidelity.

Victoria listened. She smiled when I said my last statement, pressed a button on her remote control and laughed when the cane ripped into my flesh at ten times the strength of the previous hits. “Your infidelity or theirs?”

“Once was hers and we split up because of it. She dumped me when I confronted her. I met Clare soon after. My first was at high school, when I got drunk with my girl’s best friend at a party and screwed her. Bridget chucked me when she caught us in bed. Well she chucked stuff at me first, but I sorta deserved it, I guess.”

Victoria said nothing and then leant back in her chair. “My story isn’t so middle class. My dad died when I was two, and my mum remarried. My stepdad was a total piece of scum, who stole the money my dad had left for me. When I was thirteen his brother, my step-uncle, tried it on with me, and went to touch me places no thirteen-year-old should be touched. I broke his fucking fingers, and I got a caution for assault. Because of that, my own mother, and her shitty husband, threw me out and I moved in with my aunt, on the other side of the country. She was a dominatrix and worked in a large house she got from her divorce. She couldn’t keep her sex work from me. But she showed me how to channel my anger and energy, and she had an amazing library of erotic books. Men came to her room and screamed in agony. It was delicious hearing that. The control, the power. I frigged myself every time she took a man into the Master Bedroom which was stuffed full of torture equipment. I read so much erotica.”

She pressed a button once more on the remote so that the cane whipped my backside in a quick salvo of excruciating pain. I yelled in agony, and she rubbed her clit for a few seconds before returning it to its previous speed.

“I went through the entire college on dates, because life’s too short, isn’t it? I never wanted a relationship, but I had some fun finding out that I am a pretty good domme. Hugh, and Stephen. Wonderful Stephen. So naïve, so obedient.” She giggled. “I got good grades in my exams and then my A-Levels. They offered me a place at Uni. I wasn’t going to go, but my aunt made me. But I couldn’t expect her to support me in Manchester. I had to make my own money, although I had a bit saved up. I took a few hours escorting each week that would take a lot out of my outgoings. I had to whip and beat men to get through my first year, but during that time I got involved with my aunt’s friend. I was an assistant to this amazing dominatrix when she came to Manchester on her trips. It gave me the confidence to find more of my own clients. I paid for my education by the screams and cries of chauvinistic bastards. The more misogynistic they were outside the bedroom, the more I hurt them inside, and the more they liked it. And the more they paid. Meanwhile, I still I did not want a relationship. People let you down, and they use you. I would not and could not fall in love.”

“I met Clare. She was a first year, and I was a second year. She helped me get through my aunt’s unexpected death and I made her burn her granny knickers. Because underneath her conservative bullshit, I found a slut like me and she loved being part of my world. She was the best friend I’ve ever had. You know she overheard some prick bad-mouthing me, so she seduced him, tied him to his bed, and then burnt off his pubes with a lighter. He wet himself with fear. You just can’t teach that, can you?”

“I guess not,” I said with a smile.

“And I came across Martin. He was a punter, but I enjoyed his company, and he was a profitable little earner. I didn’t want to fall for him. I didn’t do relationships. He just took anything I could do to him. Because it was me.” She took a gulp of her whisky and set the glass on the table before continuing. “But I fell for him. And I know it may not look like it as I cheat on him every day, I whip him, thrash him, humiliate him, piss on him. But I love him more than anything else in the world. No man has ever had my love, except him. And no woman alive has my love except Clare. Those two people mean the world to me. Growing up, I had nothing, except abuse and hand-me-downs until I moved to my aunt’s house. My childhood was blighted by toxic masculinity and bullies. Why do you think I work hard for food banks and charities? So, knowing that, can you see why I want to keep my friend close to me as I start my own business? You understand kartal escort why I must help her? She’s picked me off the floor. She wiped the tears from my eyes and held me when I needed it. Do you understand?”

I nodded, and she raised her eyebrows. “Yes,” I muttered.

“Good. Because only four other people alive know that about my history from beginning to end. And if Clare says you are the one for her, then you must be a decent egg. Hurt her, and I will break you. And I am going to let you into a secret that if you tell Clare, I will dump your gonads into a blender.”

“Don’t!” I cried. I wriggled in the fastenings, desperate to rub my painfully sore backside. “I can’t keep secrets from her.”

A smile crept across her face. “Good. But you will keep this one. Martin and I own around eight percent of the company Clare works for. We didn’t plan it that way, but she got a job in one of the companies we have a stake in. We know the Chief Executive very, very well. Or more to the point, my strapon knows that kinky fucker very well. He was open to a little suggestion for Clare to get offered promotion to Manchester. It wasn’t entirely coincidence they chose that office when they planned for her to be fast-tracked to a management position. I need Clare and Martin around me. And Clare needs you. So please accept our offer of the house as your wedding present. This was Martin’s idea, and I think he loves having you around.” She sighed and pressed a button on the remote control; I braced myself, but the spanker machine stopped.

“OK, I’ll speak to Clare again.”

“You do that,” she muttered, and rose from her chair to walk behind me. I felt her hands grip my waist and then the cool sensation and unmistakable smell of lubricant land across my crack. “Whisky and toying with my cunt has left me all horny, and Clare says I can use you whenever I want. Because she’s a great friend. Like a sister. And it means we share everything: clothes, sex toys, men, cars, hot-tubs. Even houses.”

I didn’t see Victoria fasten the harness around her waist, or attach the dildo to it. She slowly parted my buttchecks and pushed the lubricant into my hole. The rounded head of her phallus nestled between my abused buttocks.

“But especially submissive men.” I groaned as the toy inched its way into me. She was tender and loving. Her hands gripped my shoulder and ran over my body until I felt her hot breath on the back of neck. “I’m all the way in,” she whispered. “How does it feel? Good?”

“Yeah,” I mumbled.

“Imagine being around women who would do this to you whenever you need it. Doesn’t that sound like heaven?”

I mewed as she slowly rotated her hips. The fake cock swirled against my insides and my prostate and my prick, pressed against the cool board, leaked pre-cum onto my naked skin. “Yeah!” I squealed. My body groaned and cried under the sexual pressure coming from my arse. Clare made it react that way too; when a dominant woman pegged me, my lust exploded into overdrive.

Victoria had fucked many, many men, and her skill was a joy to a watch and an incredible treat to experience. She ground her hips into my butt; I felt the warm Latex of her bustier press against my back and she pinned my body against the wooden board.

My cock rubbed against the smooth surface. My prostate tickled by the large dong nestled between my buttocks. I felt the hot whispering grunts of the dominatrix in my ear. “Do you like this?”

“Yeah.” I whimpered. My body shuddered as my lust built towards my apex.

I was going to cum; Victoria was going to fuck me to orgasm. My loins tingled. The electrifying tension behind my balls escalated. The head of my cock throbbed. I panted, groaning as my fiancée’s best friend pounded my backside with firm, energetic thrusts. “You going to squirt for me?”

“Yes,” I mewled. My body burnt with anticipation. The climax swelled and crashed into my body, radiating from my prostate and caused every atom of my being to bathe in orgasmic bliss. A cool rush of tingling, shivering pleasure.

And then my cock leaked; wave after wave of cum flowed from my dick, pressed against the board and my naked body, as my cries of ecstatic satisfaction caused the skilled dominatrix to giggle into my ear. “Happy, Jon?”

“Yeah,” I whispered and felt her bury her cock in my arse and hug me tight.

“Someone has some cleaning up to do, don’t they?” She unbuckled her strapon, and she stepped away from the board, with her smooth dildo hanging from my arse. I felt it slip, and I tried to grip the falling dildo with my butt, but gravity was too powerful and it landed by my feet with a thud. Victoria laughed and unfastened my right wrist. “You know where the cleaning stuff is, Jon!”

She left me to unbuckle my left hand and then each foot in turn, before removing the mess I had made from myself, the spanking machine, the board and the dildo.

I spoke further to Clare last night and over the following days about the wedding present offer. My fiancée was still hesitant, but when we looked at the houses we could afford, with our meagre deposit, she realised she would not likely to be in the village Victoria called home. The exclusive settlement demanded a premium price, outside the reach of any first-time buyer.

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At the end of the movie, Megan turned off the TV and walked out of the room, shutting off the light. James watched her nude bum shake as she walked away, until the sudden darkness allowed him to see no more. But the image of those big, round cheeks were burned into his mind. Each creamy-white globe rippled with every step. He had to slow his heartrate. He couldn’t be grabbing this poor woman every time he looked at her. Could he?

James stood up and hurried to catch up to his cousin’s daughter as she sauntered down the hallway to her bedroom.

Megan turned on the bedroom light and he followed her in. She turned to him, placing her arms around his neck. He slid his arms around her soft waist and pulled her close. He kissed her softly, pulling her upper lip outward a little. His hands slid down to her ass, squeezing it affectionately. Megan snuggled closer to him as her tongue darted into his mouth. She was conscious of his stiff phallus pressing against her stomach. He loved the feeling of her huge tits pressing against him. His hands caressed her cushy bum as her tongue shot far inside his mouth. His fingertips went into her crack and he squeezed her cheeks again. Their breathing started ramping up as their lips smacked loudly.

Megan broke the kiss and pulled apart. He looked at her questioningly, getting lost in her hypnotic blue eyes. But she just smiled, flashing her dimples, and went to her dresser. She opened the drawer and pulled out five candles. He smiled and lay down on the bed, watching her walk naked around the room. She lit two candles on the nightstand beside the bed and spread out the other three along the dresser. She quickly lit them and shut off the bedroom light. He could still see her beautiful plump body very clearly in the flickering light. She pulled her tie out of her hair and shook her head. Her auburn hair flowed to her shoulders as she turned back to him.

Megan crawled onto the bed and straddled James’s legs, moving up towards him. She had such a beautiful smile and his heart pounded with desire at the sight. Her stomach and tits hung downward as she hovered over him. She was straddling his waist and he was conscious of the tremendous heat emanating from her cunt as she pressed it against his shaft. She gave him a soft peck on the mouth before reaching down underneath her. Her well-manicured hand grabbed his rock-hard member and raised it up into the air. She pressed it against the entrance to her hot treasure and pushed downwards. James watched her close her eyes and moan as he felt his penis slowly become engulfed in her snug warmth.

“Ohhhh…” Megan sighed as she managed to sink half of him into her tight cunt without a lot of trouble. It wouldn’t go any further though, despite her wetness and he loved the way her elastic entrance gripped the midpoint of his shaft. She lifted up until her tight pussy was only gripping the head of his manhood. He reached around her body and his hands clamped onto her cushy ass cheeks. He placed his fingers along the crack of her bum and squeezed her wonderful cheeks, helping her push downwards.

“Ohhhh gawd…” Megan sighed in that cute voice of hers. She continued pushing downward, forcing it, easing inch after inch of him into her vagina until she was pressed right against him. Her entrance now squeezed the base of his dick.

“Oh my gawd.” She moaned, smiling and opening her eyes as she looked down at him. She kept him deep inside her, holding still as they looked into each other’s eyes. Her naked chest was heaving as she rubbed her crotch against him, stimulating her clitoris. Her hair hung down, brushing against his chest. He rubbed upwards, increasing the friction, keeping his cock buried inside her warmth. Inside his cousin. He reached up and grabbed a soft breast in each hand, caressing and squeezing them gently. He could feel her hard nipples in the palms of his hands as he massaged them. He loved how warm and snug her cunt felt around his manhood and he sat up a little, wrapping his mouth around her nipple. He sucked it lightly, his tongue flecking over it. He slowly kissed down her cleavage between her breasts, hands squeezing them together around his face.

Megan began to slide her hungry pussy up and down his penis slightly as she watched his tongue lick around her other areola. He gently licked at the hard nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he humped his hips upwards. He was encouraging her to make love to him. James looked up at her and she kissed him urgently. Her mouth covered his and her tongue snaked into his mouth eagerly, pushing him flat on his back again. Their lips smacked loudly as they really got into their lovemaking. Megan was sliding her slick, hot, tight tunnel up and down his arousal a little further now and he was thrusting up into her at the same time. His hands slid down her warm back and grabbed onto her ass again. He squeezed her cheeks tightly, helping her ride him harder.

“Mmmmph…” she moaned into his mouth, pendik escort bayan his dick stimulating her pussy to no end. He had his fingers along the crack of her bum and he was fucking upwards off the bed even faster. His tongue shot far into her mouth as his cock shot far into her essence. She was breathing heavily into his mouth as his thick rod jammed hard into her needy hole over and over again. She could feel the tingling in her crotch begin to gain intensity and she knew an orgasm would not be too far off. Suddenly, James held her ass down on him, holding his penis deep inside her body.

Megan broke the kiss and sat up, keeping him inside her all the way. He was squeezing her ass and pulling her downwards and she grabbed his arms. She forced him to let go of her bum. Smiling, she took each of his hands in hers and raised them above his head. Her face was inches from his and he was conscious of her huge breasts hanging down and touching his chest as she held each of his hands tightly. Her hair hung low on either side of his face, tickling his cheeks a little. Her beautiful blue eyes looked at him.

“I love you.” She breathed, the sincerity clear in those eyes. Her cousin’s unbending arousal was deep inside her and nothing ever felt so right.

“I love you.” He replied softly, seemingly growing more engorged inside her at her words. His heart was pounding. This was so wrong. It had gone way too far and yet he couldn’t stop. He knew he would regret it later. But he accepted the fact that his seed was again going to go inside her.

“Spending the weekend with you means so much to me.” Megan kissed his mouth over and over again softly as she spoke. She kissed him soundly and he could feel her hands squeeze his tightly as her tongue darted into her mouth. She began to slide her tight vagina up and down his hard penis, going as far up the shaft as possible before sliding down hard and sinking him back into her. He vividly felt the tightness of her hot pussy glide up and down his rigid pole, pulling at him.

“Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!” she moaned into his mouth. James squeezed her hands affectionately and began to hump his hips upward, driving his cock deep inside her. She broke the kiss, panting loudly as her hypnotic eyes looked down at him.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” Megan purred softly. She suddenly held her crotch down against him, rubbing herself on him and keeping him as deep inside her body as possible. Her heart was pounding and her entire body felt their love flow into one another.

“Ohhhhh…this is amazing.” She reiterated. She was gasping for breath as she smiled down at him. She began sliding herself up and down his manhood again. James lifted her ass higher and his penis slipped out of her.

“Stay like that.” He instructed and she raised her leg and allowed him to get out from underneath her. Megan remained on her hands and knees, beautiful in the candlelight as he got around behind her. Her big tits and belly hung downward beneath her. He absolutely loved her big white ass. It was nice and round and soft — it was perfect. He bent and kissed her ass cheek. He could see the swollen pink lips of her pussy nestled underneath that gorgeous ass, tucked between her fleshy thighs. They were wet with her juices, as well as his own. He kissed the thick, moist petals of her vagina softly and they quivered at his touch. He kissed her other ass cheek, a little closer to her crack this time. He spread her ass wider and kissed her just inside the crack. He could see her tight little asshole in the flickering light. His cousin’s asshole. It was pink and puckered closed. He stared at it as he kissed just inside her crack on one cheek and then the other.

His tongue snaked out and he slowly licked up the skin between her pussy and her ass. When his tongue reached the entrance to Megan’s anus, he gently circled it around the rim. He continued licking further up the crack before pulling back. Squeezing her cheeks, he kissed each one again. He separated them wider.

Pushing his face between her cheeks, he kissed her slit, tasting her. Tongue darting out, he lightly teased it up her tasty slit towards the bottom. His tongue continued towards her anal entrance and when he reached it, he put his mouth over it and sucked. He kissed her asshole and then pressed harder, kissing it again. His tongue darted out and he licked hard across it, clearly feeling the hole on the way by. He put his mouth over it and gave it another suck. Then, keeping his mouth over it, he pressed his tongue against it and started licking up and down. The tip of his tongue could feel her rim as it wiggled.

“Ahhhh…” he heard Megan sigh, she subtly swayed her ass up and down against his face. His hands adjusted their grip on her cheeks and squeezed, keeping them apart as he tongued her asshole. He pressed the tip of his tongue hard against it and wiggled it up and down. He closed his eyes and focused on how the tip of his tongue maltepe escort felt as it brushed over her anal rim again and again. He squeezed her cheeks harder and rubbed his face between her cheeks, licking harder. The tip of his tongue briefly poked inside and his heart fluttered with excitement. But it slid right back out and he continued rubbing it up and down over her asshole. Pausing for a moment, he sucked hard with his mouth right over it.

Pulling back, he stared at the tiny, glistening hole as his hands massaged her soft cheeks. He pressed his face between her cheeks and licked hard across it, pulling back and staring again. Then he repeated the move, pushing his face right in there and licking hard across it. Another stare at the puckered little hole and then another eager lick. He kissed each of her cheeks and then kissed her anus. He touched it with the tip of his tongue and wiggled it. He put pressure on it until the tip slipped just inside the rim. Closing his eyes, he gently twirled it. Pushing harder, he forced it in deeper and curled it upward, dragging it back out again. Opening his eyes, he gave her anus a soft kiss. Seeing her swollen lips below, he ducked lower and put his mouth over them, giving them a loud, hungry suck.

“Ah!” Megan grunted, pushing her bum back in his face. He sucked her petals again, tasting the sticky nectar that was on them. Tongue darting out, he licked the bottom of her slit and dragged his tongue upwards until it crossed her asshole again. Giving that a brief suck, he then turned and kissed each of her ass cheeks. He pushed his face back into her bum and got his mouth over her pussy. He sucked her lips inside, this time trapping them. He moaned with pleasure and rubbed his face right into her ass as he sucked on her tasty slit. She started writhing up and down against his face and inadvertently pulled her petals out of his mouth. Looking at her asshole, he stuck his tongue out, again circling it. He could hear her breathing laboriously. James slipped his tongue just inside her ass, running the tip around the tight hole. He forced it in further, burying his nose in Megan’s crack as his tongue shot as far into her anus as it would stretch.

“Ohhhh…” she sighed. He circled his tongue around the inside of her asshole again before slowly pulling it out. He kissed it affectionately and then bent lower and kissed her swollen cunt lips. She squirmed in front of him as he licked the outside of her slit towards her ass. His tongue continued on up the skin between her slit and her anus slowly. His hands squeezed Megan’s cheeks wide as his tongue once again slowly teased around the tiny rim of her asshole. He slipped his tongue into her anus again and then pulled it out. He pushed it in again, licking the roof until his tongue popped out. He did that over and over again, thrusting his tongue up her ass and licking it out.

“Ohhh gawd this is hot…” Megan breathed, resting her head on her arms and pushing her ass back into his face. James wiggled his tongue rapidly up and down over her anal entrance as she squirmed in front of him. Then he gave her asshole a kiss, right in the center. He gave it another tender kiss before releasing her ass cheeks and kissing them.

“Do you wanna…put it in there?” Megan asked, naked on her hands and knees before him.

“Yes.” He said softly. His cock twitched.

“I think there’s some baby oil on my dresser.” She hinted. His heart was pounding as he got off the bed and, sure enough, the baby oil was there. He grabbed it and got back on the bed, kneeling behind her. James opened the baby oil and squirted it on two fingers. He touched his fingers against Megan’s asshole and she hissed. But she held still as his two fingers easily slipped into her tight hole. He pushed to the second knuckle and started twirling the fingers back and forth in a circle. She sighed as he watched his fingers spin and twist inside her forbidden hole.

“Have you…done this with your boyfriend yet?” He asked.

“No…” Megan replied, her big ass sticking up. “He’s not really into that. Or at least he hasn’t asked.”

James pulled his fingers out of her backdoor and got up behind her, grabbing the bottle again. He squirted more oil out, this time directly on his shaft. Tossing the tube, he started rubbing the oil all around his penis. Then he placed the head of his cock between her cheeks, touching her glistening pink asshole.

“Are you ready?” he asked. He couldn’t be any harder.

“Um…I think so!” Megan replied, nervously. James figured he was barely going to get inside her, and if he was lucky he would be able to fuck her with three-quarters of his cock for a minute or two before she made him stop. But still — it was a start. He pushed and her anus opened up right away, sucking his thick mushroom head inside.

“Unh!” Megan grunted, straining. She felt her asshole split wide open. Wide open. But it wasn’t pain, merely discomfort. kartal escort And memories of how anal sex felt, came rushing back. She braced herself as she felt more of his cock enter her bum. She sucked air in through her teeth, wincing. It felt like he slid half his cock into her.

James was staring at her pink rim wrapped tight around the midpoint of his cock and he figured that she was really struggling. So he started fucking her ass with just half his penis. He watched her rim glide up and down the top half of his fat member as his hands circled and caressed her smooth cheeks. The shaft glistened with oil. Her rim was insanely tight — like elastic pulling at him.

“Ohhhh…” Megan sighed, closing her eyes. She held herself up on her hands and knees as she felt his rigid pole slide in and out of her ass. She started rocking back towards him a little. James moaned as he watched a fourth and then fifth inch slide into Amanda’s asshole. And it felt amazing — the rim of her asshole was wrapped like an elastic band around his penis. It was so tight he could swear it was cutting off circulation, or it would if he was holding still. But he was fucking her ass, moving most of his dick in and out of her surprisingly easy. His hands held the sides of her ass and squeezed lustfully as he watched her absorb his penis again and again. She wasn’t pulling away and the only sounds she made were heavy breathing and some quiet moaning. He was surprised she was taking this much, but he couldn’t resist trying a little deeper. Just a bit — almost all.

“Unh!” she grunted, but didn’t protest. James fucked her ass with nearly his entire cock, his hands squeezing her fleshy hips and pulling her back to meet each of his thrusts. He loved watching that fat bum move towards him again and again. His dick was gliding in and out of her so smoothly, despite the tight fit. Her cheeks were perfectly round, and to see his erect penis slide in between the two was an honor. He accidentally pushed too far in his excitement and his groin gently hit her ass.

“Unh!” Megan groaned, but there was no pain in her voice and she didn’t object. Wow — she took the whole thing! James couldn’t believe it, but he didn’t want to abuse it. He continued fucking her ass with his entire cock, but he was gentle about it.

‘Tap…tap…tap…tap…’ each time he bounced off her bum the plump cheeks jiggled. He used short strokes, only pulling out halfway before thrusting back in.

“Ohhhh…” she sighed. She ducked her head down but still held her upper body up. Her auburn hair fell over each side of her face. Her ass was straining to take it and when he pulled that thick cock back it felt both weird and tingly. She actually didn’t mind it. And the longer he continued hitting her ass with his groin, the more emboldened she became. She found herself actually rocking backwards to meet him.

Taking that as a sign, James started fucking her a little harder. ‘Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!’ now Megan’s cheeks rippled and the slapping sounds echoed loudly in the room. Her tight asshole slid up and down his cock from the base to the midpoint, over and over.

“Oh…oh gawd…” Megan strained, but didn’t pull away. James had a good grip on her hips and he held her steady as he rammed against her ass. His unbending penis was entering her backdoor again and again and it was relentless. Her big cheeks were rippling. Her anus was milking him, pulling at him. He stopped, with just his helmet inside her backdoor. He took in the whole scene, eyes trailing up her body from the bottoms of her chubby feet on either side of him, up her smooth legs to her beautiful plump ass. He focused on where her tiny asshole made the head of his penis disappear. He squeezed himself a little further inside her.

“Ohhhh…” she sighed in that cute voice of hers as she felt him slowly inch inside her. He was halfway in her anus and she had a death grip on his organ. James grabbed the soft sides of her ass, holding her tightly as he pulled out of her to the tip. He gently eased half his dick back inside her, causing her to gasp. James was in awe, still not believing that he was watching his cock slide partway in and out of Megan’s asshole.

“Ohhhh…” she whimpered, softly. Unable to help himself, James slid his entire cock back into Megan’s anus, holding his groin against her ass for a moment as he cherished the feeling.

“Ohh gawd!” She groaned. He slowly slid his member out of her tight little hole, watching it reappear from between her ass cheeks. He fell into a rhythm, slowly sliding his cock in and out of her bum using long strokes.

‘Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!’ Megan moaned softly and she began to gently ram her ass back against her dad’s cousin, forcing him into her a little faster. James reached around her with one hand and cupped her pussy, his finger teasing over her clitoris. She moaned, ramming her ass back even faster. He straightened back up, grabbing her fleshy hips. He started fucking her up the ass with all of his might, slapping against her cheeks.

‘Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!’ the slapping noises rang throughout the room and her sexy cheeks rippled with each impact of his groin as he drove his thick cock up her tiny anus.

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It was the last chance the girls would have to relieve themselves in Tina’s ex house. It had been so much fun that they were literally bursting to try again. After arriving in the two cars, they rushed inside and stripped naked, a wonderful variety of naked breasts and pussies on display, as they got ready for a new set of naughty toilets.

The first objects to be vandalized with the girls’ wet flowing piss streams was the sofa suite. Selena, who had been more than happy to join in on the action, had wasted no time, clambering up onto one of the one of the two chairs before spreading her brown legs wide to reveal her black hairy muff to all and sundry.

‘Hurry up!’ she urged the others, desperate to start her toilet. Her bladder was fit to bursting and the chair looked so inviting as she got ready to spray it with her hot pee fountain. The long legged Lizzy took to the second chair, placing her bare rounded buttocks down on the top of the chair before likewise parting her legs in preparation for a wee. On the sofa, a very naked Gabriella with her small pert tits had taken up a perch on wide end, perched next to a very eager Rebecca who just could not wait to start peeing. Her tits were just as small as Gabriella’s but wonderfully shaped with very erect nipples as she contemplated her coming naughtiness. Fiona had taken the last spot on the top of the sofa. She was another who had yet to have a piss in Mark’s house but she had had lots of experience with naughty peeing around her own home, her favorite spot being at the back of her own sofa where she would piss over the carpet with wanton abandonment. This time around, she was going to pee in front of her friends with her golden shower on full display as she sprayed it from her pussy slit.

Given the lack of space on the sofa and chairs, the remaining girls had found other spots for their toilet. Heather and Tina had taken to squatting over the carpet with their bare bum cheeks hanging mere inches over the floor they were about to soak with their respective piss streams. Nadine for her part had gone to squat with her legs spread in front of a tall potted plant, her black haired pubic triangle hovering just above the rim, more than ready to let out her pee when everybody was ready. Lizzy, the MD’s daughter had her perfect pussy slit poised above the coffee table she was about to soak with her hot spraying piss fountain. Last but not least, was Penny whose pussy was poised over Mark’s gaming console, ready to soak it with the hot pee squirting from her piss hole.

‘On the count of three,’ said Tina, who was just as eager as anybody else to start her wee. Her bladder was bursting.

‘I can’t wait, hurry up!’ exclaimed Selena just as a quick shot of piss erupted from her lower lips, raining down to patter over the chair seat between her parted legs.

‘Go!’ shouted Lizzy, at the same time releasing the hold on her bladder. Barely a second later and she was pissing at full strength. From her shaven slit a fat stream of hot flowing piss was leaving her lower lips before forming an arching spray of urine to patter down over the chair seat between her long parted, creamy legs. Selena now had a similar shower of fast flowing piss leaving her black haired pussy before forming a flowing fountain to stain the seat below in a sheen of wet piss.

On the sofa, the three women started their own toilets with Rebecca starting to squirt first, before her long flowing stream of wet piss was joined by first Gabriella’s fountain of pee and then Fiona as she too started to relieve herself. Three flowing fountains of semi golden piss splattered over the sofa as the women urinated all over it, purposely tracing her flowing fountains of piss up and down from their semi standing position with their wide warm bottoms resting on the sofa top.

Heather and Tina had also started their own toilets, pissing directly onto the carpet whilst eagerly switching their view from the sight of watching their own pussy peeing to that of their friends. A loud hiss and splatter announced that the younger Lizzy had also commenced pissing, a fast flowing arching stream of hot pee flowing from her lower lips to decorate the glass of the living room table with a pattering escort ataşehir shower of fast flowing urine. Her bare bum cheeks looked so inviting to Nadine who was busily doing a piss of her own into the plant pot between her parted legs, her hot piss stream spraying over the plant stem before running off to pool in the soil before being hungrily absorbed. In the corner, on her own, Penny was enjoying her naughty toilet, a hot stream of fast flowing piss jetting from her lower lips and decorating the console with a stream of her golden wee. The carpet around it was already stained with the run off from her piss but she could not care less. Her mess nothing when compared to the two wet stains currently growing over the floor where Tina and Heather were busily pissing, their hot wet streams playing over the carpet.

It did not take the girls long to finish peeing. Water bottles were then handed around and everybody got down to the business of topping up their bladders ready for the next naughty session. Next off was a group piss session over the one living room wall. This involved everybody coming to stand on semi parted legs with their lower lips aimed at the wallpaper they were about to christen with their pee. So far, Lizzy had been the only one who had taken a piss over the wall, the stain from her previous toilet still visible in front of Penny’s pussy lips. It was such a turn on for all present, to have their naked bums on full display, whilst staring past their round firm tits to the spot on the wall that they were about to vandalise with their hot pee fountains. This time there was no instruction to start. It was Fiona stood next to Lizzy who first noticed that the other girl had started to piss, a very noticeable arching flow of urine leaving the other’s pussy slit. Unable to hold back Fiona also started to pee, her hot wet stream initially trickling down her bare legs until after a moment she managed to increase the force of her peeing so that she urinating with enough force to spray her piss directly over the wall.

Gabriella gained an immense thrill as her own pussy lips parted to allow her shooting pee shower to emerge, deliberately hosing down the living room wall with her hot urine shower. Rebecca, who just loved pissing in naughty places, got a similar thrill as she joined in, a hot wet spraying stream of flowing pee clearly visible between her legs and beneath her bare buttocks as she pissed for all she was worth. The wall in front of Heather, Tina, Nadine, Selena and Penny were now also receiving similar streams of pee as they too joined in with toilets of their own. This just left the younger Lizzy. Hot, wet wee was dribbling down her bare legs, the flow of piss leaving her pussy crack not enough to reach the wall that everybody in the group was busily urinating all over.

After pissing over the wall, it then became a free for all. The girls were then free to pee wherever they liked, either in small groups, giggling and laughing as they watched the piss spray from the other’s cracks, or individually.

Heather, Gabriella and the older Lizzy urinated over the curtains, each one holding a section of the fabric up to their pussies before beginning a new toilet, deliberately spraying the fabric with their hot pussy sprays. Nadine went round pissing in the plant pots, holding them up to her peeing pussy as she deposited her hot wet pee. Selena used the kitchen for her next set of toilets, pissing first in the washing then and in then into the dishwasher before moving on to use the cupboards to deposit for hot pee. She would aim her hairy triangle of pubic hairs into the open doorway before sending a spraying stream of her hot piss to rain down inside. The younger Lizzy, for her part, relived herself halfway up the stairs, purposely squirting her piss so that her flowing pee stream pattered down over as many steps as possible.

Later on the women had sat down to watch TV emptying their bladders whenever they felt like it, either pissing where they were sitting, be in sofa, chair or urinating directly over the carpeted floor. It was so much fun especially given how much they had drunk. At one stage, Nadine even tried to pee onto the TV screen. Fortunately kadıköy escort the stream of clear piss leaving her pussy hole had lacked the strength to reach the screen so she had taken to urinating behind the curtains instead, the girls laughing at the side of her womanly bum cheeks just visible beneath the under hang.

Gabriella meanwhile had gone into the kitchen. She was still completely naked, her small pert tits full exposed for the world to see along with the deep groove of her pussy crack nestled between her short creamy legs. She had a wonderfully shaped bum, much to the envy of some of the other women. She had been building up to needing another wee. It was as she opened the fridge door and was struck by a cold blast of air that nearly triggered a reflex action to start pissing that she was suddenly overcome by the naughtiest of ideas. Moving up to the open fridge door she made sure that her pussy was aimed inside before letting go on the immense urge in her bladder, waiting with glee as the rush of release moved down to its exit point inside her lower lips. Slowly Gabriella began to pee, her pussy flaps allowing an increasing stream of hot piss to leave her shaved cunt. Pissing inside the fridge was an immense thrill, coupled by being able to feel but not see her pussy as she urinated. She could feel the wonderful release growing inside as she continued to empty herself into the fridge, her hot clear stream of flowing piss falling downwards between her slightly parted legs. She was still in the middle of her toilet when Selena entered the kitchen. Her gaze was instantly drawn to Gabriella’s naked bum cheeks and the sight of the moving pee stream issuing forth underneath.

‘Gabriella, you dirty girl!’ she laughed.

‘God you startled me!’ said Gabriella leaping back from the spot where she had just been pissing.

‘Don’t stop just because I’m here. I had never thought to take a piss in the fridge, you naughty girl!’ With that, Selena went to join Gabriella, staring in at the pee puddle inside.

‘I want a go,’ said Selena huskily, positioning her triangular mass of black pussy hairs in the direction of the fridge. Before Gabriella could even move out of the way Selena had started to pee. From the base of her pussy shot a long powerful stream of hot piss, so unlike the gentle shower Gabriella had allowed to flow her own pussy. Selena’s powerful stream splattered over the far wall, a stream of spent piss running down to merge with Gabriella’s puddle of pee. Selena’s flowing shower of urine spraying from her pussy was so strong that droplets of her piss were landing on Gabriella’s bare left thigh. Selena’s pee was so wonderfully warm that she could feel her nipples hardening with an obvious sexual tension that Selena could not help but notice.

‘Do you want me to wee on your leg?’ she asked, still pissing strongly from her lower lips.

‘Yes please,’ whispered back Gabriella barely able to believe what she had just said. Droplets of spent pee were still clinging the brown pubes around her own pussy, Selena’s womanhood looking so incredibly wonderful especially given the constantly flowing stream of urine issuing from her pee hole.

‘OK!’ said Selena barely able to believe her luck. Slowly she began to turn, both woman eagerly watching as Selena’s flowing fountain of spraying pee worked its way up the fridge wall before crossing open space to then rain down on Gabriella’s bare thigh and lower leg. The feeling was ecstatic was both women. For Gabriella, the heat of Selena’s pee was unbelievable, so lovely and warm as it christened her flesh with its wonderfully wet touch. Selena, on the other hand, could barely believe that she was taking a piss over another’s woman skin, her hot stream of flowing relief looking sensation as it sprayed over Gabriella’s bare flesh.

‘Turn around so that I can pee on your bum!’ she instructed, her breath hot and ragged. She was so turned on! Like Gabriella, her nipples were so incredibly hard, her tits proud on her chest as she continued to pee. The blonde haired customer care rep was keen to oblige, turning as instructed so that her peach like buttocks moved under Selena’s fast flowing piss shower. The hot maltepe escort bayan sensation of flowing pee running over her buttocks was so intoxicating that she could not resist finishing off her own pee. Her lower lips parted in answer to her desire, a new stream of bodily warmed piss shooting out into the kitchen air.

‘Oh my!’ came an exclamation from the doorway. A very naked Penny had entered the room, her tits and pussy triangle of full display to the two pissing women. Her eyes had already caught full sight of Selena’s flowing urine fountain leaving her lower lips and the second sight of Gabriella’s toilet spray as it left her pussy to rain to the floor beneath her feet.

‘Don’t mind me,’ said the gorgeous brunette, ‘I’m just here for a piss in the cooker!’ With that, she passed the two somewhat embarrassed pissing women and went to stand in front of the object she had just named to serve as her toilet. After a fleeting moment to admire the sight of her pussy crack in the glass reflection, she bent door and opened the door wide enough to allow her aim into the dark interior. Barely a moment passed before Penny began to join in with the other urinating women, a hot spray of flowing piss leaping from her pussy lips before raining somewhat noisily into the cooker’s interior.

‘Maybe you would like to piss on my legs whilst I have my pee,’ she brazenly suggested, squirting even harder with her own piss shower to cover even more of the cooker’s innards with her toilet fountain.

Gabriella and Selena exchanged quick glances before immediately sealing their pee holes. It was too good an offer to miss. Rushing over to the still pissing Penny they positioned their pussy’s up to the brunette’s legs, one either side. Then, whilst cupping a hand each, over Penny’s warm round bum cheeks they started to pee, squirting the last of their pussy fountains over bare flesh, feeling the wondrous warmth as the last of their urine existed their pee holes.

Rebecca was squatting, taking a long piss over the living room carpet, when the three women returned.

‘Where have you all been?’ demanded Heather grabbing the offered champagne bottle from Gabriella’s trembling hand before taking a swig. Gabriella could not help her gaze from settling on Heather’s uncovered crotch and the sight of the woman’s pubic triangle nestled between her legs. Heather’s slit looked so inviting, more so for the little droplets of spent pee from where the woman had taken her last, no doubt, naughty piss.

‘Are you admiring my pussy, Gabriella?’ asked Heather somewhat bluntly. ‘You can have a lick if you like. With that, she parted her legs allowing the normally shy blonde to take a place with her tongue moving into Heather’s crack. She was still applying oral stimulus to her friend when the older of the two Lizzy’s piped up.

‘I’m going to piss in her hair,’ and with that she moved up into position behind the kneeling form of a naked and oblivious Gabriella.

‘You wouldn’t dare!’ said Rebecca who had just finished her pee over the carpet. It was of course the wrong thing to say. Barely a moment later, a hot stream of fast flowing piss was leaving Lizzy’s cunt and spraying over Gabriella’s bare back. Pissing harder, Lizzy watched gleefully as her urine shower traced its way over Gabriella’s neck and directly into her hair. Hot pee splatter over Gabriella’s head, her peroxide blonde strands becoming drenched in Lizzy’s shooting shower of pee.

‘I want a go next,’ said Tina, her own need to pee again painfully acute. Pissing over the floor or the furniture was one thing, peeing over another person was another entirely!

‘Come and have a piss on me then,’ offered Nadine, moving to sit on the floor. ‘You too Lizzy,’ she said to the MD’s daughter. Neither wasted a moment, rushing over to get their pussies into position and ready to start showering the raven haired woman with their hot piss fountains.

‘I get to wee on you afterwards,’ warned Nadine, just as Tina opened up with full force. From her hairy cunt shot a spray of hot piss that landed directly over Nadine’s very erect nipples. Lizzy’s pee stream followed a moment later, spraying directly onto the back of Nadine’s head, through her hair and onto the skin underneath.

Thus, the time in Tina’s ex house came to a very wet end. The girls had become deeply enamored with their new wet hobby and could not wait until one of them gained a cheating partner who needed to be taught a very golden lesson.

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It’s a lazy Saturday early afternoon in the summer. The day is pleasantly warm, but not too hot. There is a nice breeze blowing on our faces, keeping us dry and cool. Our skin is soaking up the uv rays like a tonic, feeding future freckles.

There is no rush. No place to be. Nothing to worry about. It’s like a high school weekend during summer break. No obligations. No work. No school. Just existing and enjoying the day and each other’s company.

The old, beaten up dingy red car is half in, half out of the garage. The words “wash me” sprawled across the window. We are hanging out in there in the shade between bouts of sunlight. Don’t want to get burnt.

As our other friend takes off around the block to get a haircut and run some errands at the post office, I lift myself up onto the hood of the car, playfully splaying my body across it like a model. I think I look pretty hot in my super short shorts and tank top. Shorts riding slightly up into my ass crack, pleasantly pressing against my labia as I shift on the car.

I roll over onto my stomach, enjoying the warmth of the car on my skin, despite it being covered in dirt, desperately needing a wash, the way most beaten up cars do. But I don’t care.

As I lay there luxuriating in the lazy afternoon, you casually reach over and brush my cheek, fingertip tracing lightly over my ear, down my neck. I shiver, despite being so warm. Turn halfway to look at you.

You lean in close, brush your cheek against mine. A hint of facial hair. The fresh clean smell of your deodorant making me high.

Your hand lingers on my shoulder, hovering, caressing the edge of my back. I hear your breath catch in my ear. I’m not breathing either, caught in a moment of anticipation. But my heart beats a mile a minute, bringing blood to all the delicate areas on my body.

Still, your lips hover over my skin, in no hurry. Taking your time. Just feeling each other. Letting the moment hang there.

Finally your lips brush mine ever so lightly. Not moving, just brushing across. Nuzzling almost. Warm breath on my lips. Noses grazing.

Then the slightest movement, pursing, pressing. I return it with a tiny kiss. Your hand reaches the line in the middle of my back, tracing it.

Then firmer with your lips, feeling mine, pulling them in. Still, slowly.

Your body leans in closer, chest brushing mine as you open your lips ever so slightly to taste me. I open mine further, more insistently, wanting to taste you back. The tip of my tongue grazes your lips. Goosebumps break out, hair stands up. Electric.

Then the still moment ends as our desire grows. Your hand, brushing lightly, reaches my ass, half falling out of the shorts, and squeezes, pulling me into you. My breath, held in anticipation, releases in a tiny moan as you kiss me deeply, more urgently. My hands wrap around your body, feeling your muscles, your curves.

You unconsciously slide onto the hood of the car, the weight on your body resting on mine. Your leg settles between mine, a firm bulge pressing against my thigh through your jeans. I grab your butt and squeeze, pressing it against me, opening my legs to allow your leg to brush my crotch, which is, by now, completely soaked with arousal, lips engorged.

You break free from my mouth to taste my neck, kissing and brushing pendik escort bayan your way down to my chest. I gasp, breathing heavily, as you pull the scoop neck shirt down to kiss the top of my breast, your hands running over the curve of my waist, slipping under my shirt to feel the soft skin there. You peel the shirt down further, revealing my pink, erect nipple. Your lips brush the crinkled areola, sending a shiver of delight through me before your mouth opens again and your tongue gently caresses it, swirling around, lightly sucking.

I grasp your hair, holding your head closer, my own head leaned back in pleasure on the windshield. It briefly occurs to me that somebody walking by might see us, but it feels too good to stop.

Your left hand finally finds its way under my shirt up to the other nipple, and the pleasure doubles. At this point I am aching for you, thrusting my pelvis against your jeans, holding you tight.

But you don’t give me what I want yet. You take your time, even when consumed with desire. You want to savor every inch of me.

You stop a moment to lift my shirt over my head, give my breast one last suckle then kiss and taste your way down my belly, tickling me a bit. You slide down on the hood so you’re lined up with the button of my shorts. Still you kiss downwards until you’re between my legs.

You can smell the sweet musky scent of my arousal. You place your face against my crotch and breathe deeply, enjoying it, like breathing in a fine wine before taking the first sip.

As you kiss the slightly damp mound, your hands fumble at my waistband, struggling to pull my shorts down. I lose patience a bit and unbutton them for you, sliding them off my butt, along with my underwear so that you can tear them away.

As you throw them off to the side somewhere, I pull your shirt up and over your head, then lean in and give you another deep and hungry kiss, pressing my chest against yours, warm and delicious.

You push me back down on the car, kissing me again, then turn your attention to your true desire. Pushing my legs open, you kneel on the garage floor and look at your treat. My pussy is red, puffy and soaking wet. A trail of juices is leaking down already. You catch it with a finger and taste it. Then you lean in and run your tongue from bottom to top over my slit, finally resting your mouth over my clit. Your tongue delicately traces the little nub, running in circles around it. I sigh.

Then you push my legs up, scooting my butt to the edge of the hood, tilting my pelvis. My legs wrap around your head, resting on your shoulders, my thighs securely holding you in place.

Your tongue trails back down my opening , lingering for just a moment before continuing past, teasing the sensitive bit of skin below.

Then you reach your goal: my puckered little asshole. Tracing the crinkles, you taste me, savoring the earthy taste, with a hint of salt and sweat. A slight note of bitterness.

You moan, your tongue going deeper, longing for more. I feel the vibrations and moan in return, creating a symphony of pleasure.

Your hands grasp my buttcheeks, squeezing them, pulling me in to your tongue so you can pierce deeper. I relax, allowing myself to loosen and let you in. I feel you lapping and tasting my most intimate place, clearly enjoying it. Your tongue pushes in, filling me. My maltepe escort pussy is a waterfall, and your face is covered in my juices. I want you so badly.

Finally, after quite a long time of savoring my ass, you get up and hastily remove your jeans and boxers. Your hard cock springs free, bobbing in the summer air. I take it in my hand, caressing it. So smooth. So warm. So pleasant.

You pull me in, pressing your entire body against mine, firm and comforting. Full of desire. Pulling yourself on top of me, you push my legs apart again. As you kiss me, you rub the head of your cock back and forth over my slit, teasing me, pleasuring my clit, pressing in just a little bit with each pass. Savoring the moment before the plunge. Making me want you even more.

Then you finally push in, and I gasp, moaning as I feel you stretch and fill me. I work my clit as you start to pick up speed, going just a bit deeper with each thrust. Finally, you’re all the way in, and now you start to fuck me in earnest. I can already feel an orgasm building, as I was so worked up already. I feel the release and convulse underneath you, gasping.

I tell you to stop for a moment to let my overly sensitive clit recover. Still inside me, pulsing, you kiss my lips deeply, enjoying my pleasure.

Part 2

(Public, PIV, Scat, anal, rimming)

While we sit there enjoying each other, I feel another fullness besides your cock inside me, moving down. My stomach grumbles and cramps. I let out a little groan.

You hear it and your eyes find mine, questioning. I nod a bit, lust in my eyes. You moan with desire, your cock pulsing inside me.

You trail a hand over the globe of my ass cheek and find my puckered hole. Using my own juices as lube, you push a finger in.

Immediately, you come up against the end of something firm, but slightly malleable. You moan again and I moan with you, feeling you finger my turd. I feel so incredibly full.

You lean down and whisper into my ear: “Shit for me while I fuck you.”

My stomach drops, and my clit aches, so turned on I might explode. I nod vigorously and start to push. You keep your finger there for a moment, swirling around the end of my shit, helping move it along. Then you bring your hand up, smell it and put your finger, ever so slightly brown, in your mouth.

As you taste my shit, you begin to fuck my pussy again. Pushing against the force of your cock proves somewhat difficult, but the effort turns me on so much. I push harder.

“Ahh,” I moan as I feel the tip of the log start to emerge. Almost immediately, another orgasm builds.

“Shit for me,” you whisper roughly, fucking me hard.

I feel the thickest part of the log stretching my hole now as it slithers out onto the hood of the car, some of it getting squished between my asscheeks. The combination of that dirty act and the smell hitting me sends me into an overwhelming, uncontrollable orgasm. I jerk and spasm and moan loudly.

Before you give in and cum, you pull out. Placing yourself where you think my asshole might be, you look into my eyes and plunge through the pile of smooshed shit and into my ass full to the hilt. I gasp, working my clit as furiously as I can, feeling a third orgasm already starting to break.

You pound my ass for a few glorious strokes while I convulse and moan, then kartal escort cum violently deep into my colon, your cock and my ass completely smeared in shit.

We both collapse in a heap. Your arms wrap around me, and you kiss the corner of my lips with that cute little smile on your face.

Then we both assess the damage.

The garage stinks of shit. The car is plastered. My ass and your crotch are caked. The garage is still fully open. Fortunately, our friend has not returned and no one seems to have noticed anything. However, the house is locked.

You carefully dismount from me and the car, trying not to further our predicament. A true gentleman, you take your shirt and wipe the worst solid chunks off my ass and the car.

Folding it, you use the other side to wipe what you can off your crotch. Then you toss the shirt directly into the garbage can.

There’s still quite a bit of shit on both of us, not to mention the car. We sneak out to the backyard and attempt to hose ourselves off the best we can, freezing in the cold water. But the hose doesn’t reach to the front.

We decide to take the car to the gas station carwash before our friend gets back and discovers the dirty deeds we have performed on it. We’ll say we decided his car was too filthy and needed it (which is true).

We hop in and go around the block. The whole time, I’m wondering if anyone will notice the shit smears on the hood.

Pulling into the automatic car wash, you put the car in neutral and let the track drag it along, a spray of water coating the car as the wipers converge.

The car smells vaguely like shit. Realizing it’s us, we look at each other. The smell is causing another bulge in your pants already. You lean in and kiss me. I can smell and taste the shit on your lips from when you tasted the contents of my ass. It’s kind of hot. I kiss you deeply, breathing faster.

Making a split second decision, you push my head into the back seat. With my ass pointed forward, you pull my shorts down again to my knees. Then you plunge your face into my very shit-smelling ass, fucking my hole with your tongue.

“Oh god,” I say, plunging my own hand into my crotch, finding it soaking wet. I furiously work my clit as I feel your tongue do it’s best to get fully inside my anal cavity.

Then your finger slips into my vagina. Curling them slightly in a “cum hither” motion, you finger fuck me, hitting my g spot hard with each stroke. Gasping, I feel my stomach drop again. You work me faster, harder.

As the carwash hits the rinse cycle, I cum again, unleashing my own deluge of wetness.

I can no longer control my legs well to climb back into the front, so I fall into the back. You climb into the driver’s seat just in time for the carwash to birth us back into reality, the bright sun making us flinch and squint.

You park for a moment, run in and grab a lemon scented car freshener. You pass me a drink and some deodorant and mouthwash as well. So thoughtful.

We drive back, going around a few times with the windows open to try and air out the shit smell. Instead, it smells like lemon shit.

You pull into the driveway, halfway, the way it was when this whole thing started. We get out. I sit on the hood of the car. You recline on the ground next to me.

Just as we get comfortable, our friend returns.

“Hey guys! Hope it wasn’t too boring while I was gone. Hey, did you wash my car? And what happened to your shirt?”

Hiding a smile, I let you handle the explanations and lie back, enjoying the warm, clean hood of the car in summertime, unable and unwilling to move.

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She got in the car with a tight, white tank, a hot, little skirt and red Chuck Taylors. Trying not to be obvious, (but I couldn’t help myself) I lingered over her cleavage and highly visible nipples. Wearing a super thin bra, she acted like she didn’t notice, but I’m sure she did…I think that was probably her intention.

We were headed out to a prairie that was being expanded with some new restoration work. I was glad they had trails designed for access, because neither of was really dressed to push through thick grass…I was wearing shorts and flip flops and she had that tiny little skirt.

I was shooting some of the late-blooming forbes, and numerous poses that featured Tina. She looked sexy as hell and I had to reposition myself several times…botany can be terribly arousing. After about an hour, we were standing in the tall swaying grasses, under a big sky and making out. She reached down to stroke the growing shaft, and flashed a sexy smile, “Let’s do it here!”

She unbuckled the belt, and I pushed my shorts and underwear down. With everything bunched around my ankles, my dick stood hard and upright in the autumn sun. Emerging from thick, bushy pubes and arching proudly over my belly, it pointed up to the warm blue sky.

There was no way she could resist eight inches of warm flesh and started stroking. Her amazing gray eyes twinkled in the sun and she could only smile, while I awkwardly kicked my clothes and flip flops aside and pressed my body into hers.

She looked at me with those beautiful eyes and sensuously slid her tongue over her lips, slowly dropping to her knees. She worked the area just under the head, flicking back and forth over the ridge. At the same time, she reached up to run her fingers through the pubes, and up over my abs.

With a huge grin, she slipped off the tank top; looking happy, totally content, she took hold of it and wrapped tight her lips around the head. I watched her suckle my cock in the dappled shade of a big lonesome bur oak; the warm sunlight skirted the edge of its canopy and animated the subtle movement of her breasts.

Still dating, but definitely serious, we’d been together for more than a year…and this moment was exactly why. She was sexy as hell, with her lips, tongue, mouth and hands all working together. Mmmm…with the right person on their knees, multi-tasking certainly becomes sexual prowess.

Her hands moved over my cock, spreading spit up and down the shaft. Fighting back what little gag reflex she had, I felt her throat expanding to take the head. When I put my hands on her shoulders, she wanted me to take control and guided my hand to the back of her head. I held her steady, using both hands, and started thrusting gently, into her throat.

She gagged once and I immediately pulled out. Looking down, I caressed her cheeks and asked, “You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s good, keep going,” she smiled.

I tightened the grip on her head and began pumping gently through her lips…and into her throat. At first, I thought she was trying to get me off…service my cock quick…you know? But I soon realized, she was just getting started and leaned back. She was getting me ready for more…much more and pulled down her panties. Tracing her fingers through her pussy and then circling her clit, she pushed inside and pumped her fingers deep. Grinning, she placed them both on my lips to savor the arousal.

I watched her pump a few more times, but this time she sampled her own pleasure and moaned. I pulled her close, to share the juices, before tossing her panties into the grass.

I got between her legs and started licking her pussy, teasing her clit, and gently pumping my fingers into the warming embrace. The musky scent of sweet arousal demanded that I push my tongue deep and start fucking.

She begged as I soaked up the wetness, “Oh Rob…Rob…god damn…don’t stop…don’t stop that!”

Clearly that wasn’t happening, and I quickly mumbled, “Mmmm…you…you taste amazing…tastes like you need my tongue…but you’re going to need a cock…soon!”

“Mmmm…I know I will…ahhhh…ahhhh…I can’t wait…can’t wait for that!” Wanting me deeper, she started rolling her hips, to ride my tongue. She moaned, “Ahhhh Rob…Rob…that…that’s good…yeah…yeah…yeah, so good!”

Still grinding my tongue, she continued moaning as I went deep, savoring every drop of her rich musk.

To keep her bud in the mix, I fought her hips to pull back to where I could reach it. When I was able to suck and flick it with my tongue, she almost screamed. She gripped my head tight till the pleasure overwhelmed her; I felt her shuddering on my lips, and soft screams echoed the ecstasy flowing through pendik escort bayan her body. When it passed, she gently worked her hips, while I traced her pussy and the tiny slit with my tongue.

I moved up to work her nipples, encircling each tiny erection with my lips. She held me and pulled me in tight, pushing it deeper between my lips…she fucked my mouth with her nipples. Our lips met several times, and I licked her all over, going back and forth between her tits, sucking, teasing and nibbling.

I felt her moans with my lips, but I knew what she really wanted and grinned, “Sweetie, let’s go over to those trees.”

We moved down a gentle slope into the dappled shade of some willow and poplar. With the leaves already turning gold, the warm sun that afternoon seemed to electrify them. A warm autumn is hard to beat when the sky is intense blue and bright, and the leaves are turning…you know?

“This’s perfect; we can even hear the creek…Rob you know how to pick’m.”

Our lips met and then I smiled, “Well, I picked you too, sweetie.”

She softly said, “I want you to fuck me, right now!”

We pushed the grass down to form a cozy layer and I grinned, “I know you love doggystyle…bend over on your hands and knees for me.”

I settled in behind her and rubbed spit over the head. She was moist, and I worked it up and down through her lips, and then over her clit.

By the time I added more spit, she was begging me to put it inside. “Mmmm, give me that dick…yeah…yeah…I can handle it…I can handle it without lube…put it in…put it in and fuck me!” She groaned as she felt it split her open and push inside; gently and gradually, I got a little deeper, but it wasn’t easy going. We needed more than spit…or lube.

She looked back, “Let’s try something different…I guess I was wrong. Doggy isn’t going to work without the lube.”

She rolled over to lay on her back, drawing her legs way back to spread them wide. Then, using both hands, she spread her pussy lips to form a small gap. Considering how tight she is, that tiny gap looked huge…like a grand entrance!

Nestled in the grass, my sexy, little mother nature grinned, “Now, try that!”

I added more spit and pushed back inside; she was still tight, but not as bad. We made it work without lube, but I had to go easy, slowly taking it deeper and deeper.

When I felt her pubes against mine, we were nestled tight together, and she started moving with my thrusts to push it deep. Long…deep…satisfying strokes…pumping into her pussy, I watched my cock push and tug the lips. Stretched tight around the shaft, I couldn’t help but drag them in and out with each thrust.

I remember hoping she wasn’t going to be too sore, but then she put me at ease, “Mmmm…Rob…fuck Rob…that’s it…ahhhh…ahhhh…fuck me…fuck me just like that…mmmm…fuck!”

Twisting and rocking to savor the stretching fullness I could deliver, her gaze met mine and she squeezed my cock in long, lingering pulses, “Oh…oh god, sweetie…ahhhh…ahhhh…you’re so fucking hot…oh god…oh god, fuck me…fuck me…yeah, fuck me!”

Her eyes opened so wide, I almost got lost in the striking blue gray, I grabbed her hips and pumped her pussy, driving my cock deep into her belly. After eating her pussy, I needed some relief too…I need to cum.

She responded by thrusting up to me and wrapping her legs tight, urging me to go hard and deep. “Do it on me baby…you’re about to cum…do it on me…cover my tits! Cover my tits…mmmm…cover’m with all that hot cum!”

My body shuddered and every muscle tensed as I pulled out. Aching and throbbing for relief, I wildly jacked the shaft, barely touching the head; I knew I’d explode before even getting there. Straddling her, I got myself positioned perfectly, just shy of my target…or targets. I leered at the sizable, pale-skinned orbs. Crowned with the tastiest, deeply colored nips, I thought they’d be even better covered with cum.

Finally, it was time, and I savored the moment I could let go. I pumped my fist over the head; swollen, thick and throbbing, it sent pleasure surging through my body. I screamed and spilled my load over her tits, “Fuckkkk…fuck Tina…Ttttiiiinnnnaaaaaa!”

Like pollen on the wind, I sprayed wildly, scattering fertile seed over her tits. After finishing, a lone strand hung from the tip and I laid it gently over a breast and teased a nipple. For a few of minutes we were silent, but Tina kept the sexy grin while she caressed her tits, coating them with release.

I raised up on my knees and just gazed…gazed at her cum spattered breasts. They were magnificent to start, but now they maltepe escort were vibrant with the dappled sun and glistening cum. Letting go of my sated dick, I reached out, to circle…and tweak her nips, “You like that, baby girl? Like all that cum?”

“Yeah…yeah, I love all the cum…but I’m not done with you!” She still had the sexy Tina grin and rolled forward, pushing me back to lay in the grass, where she was on top.

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She straddled me and our eyes met; she was hungry, lusting for more. I pulled her pussy to my lips; it was gapped and welcoming, and I penetrated her with my tongue.

She sensuously caressed her tits, and fucked herself, moaning as her hips met each thrust of my tongue. I cupped her ass and pushed her pussy tight against my face, probing deep for arousal…savoring the warmth…and savoring the taste.

With her euphoric musk almost dripping from my lips, I licked up over her clit, lightly circling and flicking; the tiny bud was firm, but super sensitive. “Oh fuck…fuck…fuck Rob…ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh…oh god…Rob…Rob…so ready…so ready…ready to cum…yeah…yeah…keep…keep it up!”

Of course, I kept going…sucking…teasing…and finally rubbing it with my fingers. The ecstasy only grew, starting deep and growing to overwhelm her body, till she was ready to explode.

Now, with all the focus on her clit, it took only minutes and she was thrusting into me and writhing. Her thighs tightened around me and she screamed, “Fuckkkk! Robbbbbb!

When she stopped shuddering, her body relaxed and she rested above me on her hands; I was able to breath deep, inhaling the precious aroma, covering my face.

Licking over my chin, I grinned, “Baby girl, you like that? Fuck, I know I did!”

Without hesitation, she giggled, “Mmmm, couldn’t get better…I loved it!”

With our clothes in a pile, we sat mostly naked, talking and laughing, before we realized that maybe we should get dressed. We quickly got our clothes on, but I did get a few photos of Tina, with her smile and tits, peeking around a big poplar. I even managed some photos of goldenrod and asters, that didn’t feature her, in panties. We explored the prairie for maybe another half hour, before pulling out the lunch we packed. Basking in the warm sun, we sat in back and rambled on about doing some camping next summer…maybe the Rockies.

Once we got back home, I parked in the drive and opened a couple beers, from the cooler. We wanted to squeeze out the last of what turned out to be a perfect autumn day. I opened the back to sit in the sun, and playfully swatted her ass, as she hopped up next to me.

She had a sexy, do-it-again squeal, but I clinked her bottle and grinned, “Well here’s to not getting caught, screwing in the prairie.”

She laughed, “Yes, that’s a good thing,” and clinked again. “I was a little preoccupied, but I tried to listen for cars.” “Though, down in that valley,” she giggled, “we would’ve been screwed.”

“I think we got lucky because it’s a weekday.”

She grinned, “I think we got lucky in other ways, too…real lucky!”

I smiled, “We’ll have to remember that Wednesday is the time for sex in the prairie.” Both raising our bottles into the autumn sun, I said, “And, I think we both enjoyed getting lucky!”

We talked a bit more and her sexy smile seemed to change, like she was pondering something. She looked around some and then said, “Maybe we’re not done getting lucky?” As she got the words out, she flipped up her skirt, and poured beer over her panties, “Oops, look I spilled…how clumsy! I’ll just have to slip these off.”

I laughed, “What was that about? You need more?”

“Maybe a little more…but I’m mostly worried about you.”

“Why,” I asked?

“You ate me out twice, back there…and I don’t want you to get blue balls…are you still hard?”

Staring at bare pussy, I forced myself to look up, “No, I’m not still hard…and sweetie, I don’t have blue balls.”

She poured a little more over herself; letting it bubble down through the little slit, she pushed a little inside.

At that point, I looked all around to insure we had privacy and laughed, “You are fucking crazy…and I love it! That’s too much to pass up…fuck, it’s even pilsner-flavored!” I leaned down and worked my tongue over her labia…tracing it and pushing inside.

“Sweetie, I know I’ve got lotion in my purse…maybe you need to drain those non-blue balls?”

I looked up and decided to tease her, “Yeah, I think we’ll need that lotion, but I’m worried about getting it up, you know? Will you spread it on for me and get it kartal escort hard?”

With some skepticism, she looked at me, “Are you sure? You never have a problem, but yes, I’ll spread it on…let me get it.”

I was unbuckling my shorts, when she came around the corner. When I shucked the underwear down, it jumped out, and stood straight. “See, I told you I might need some help,” laughing!

“Yeah, you don’t need any help, but I definitely don’t mind.” Stroking lube over the shaft, she added a little more to the head and smiled, “Look at those nice pink balls…no blue at all!”

I sat her up in the back with her legs spread, wide. My gaze slowly slid down over her body…she looked amazing, wearing only a tank top and ready to be taken. We held each other and I plunged my tongue into her mouth…we made out in the waning afternoon sun and I slid my hand between her legs. Parting her lips, they were puffy and moist, with arousal…and probably pilsner.

“Sweetie, grab the blanket back there…I’ll lay it over this thing, so it won’t be digging into your back…a lot more comfortable.”

“Mmmm, such a gentleman.”

When I dropped down to bury my face, the wetness glistened, and I inhaled the sweet aroma of beer. My tongue pushed into the juicy, warmth and I thought pairing beer with pussy was brilliant. Fucking…beer-tasting excellence!

I licked up the insides of her swollen labia…up, over to tease her clit and back down. She moaned when she felt her lips stretching to welcome my fingers, “Oh Honey…mmmm, that feels amazing! Yeah…yeah…fuuuuccckkk that’s good…mmmm!”

She was warm, wet and tight; I couldn’t wait to take hold of my hard cock and shove it into her moist embrace. I rubbed the g-spot and worked her clit with my tongue. She was moaning and bucking into my face, “I want you…mmmm…want your cock…in me…put it in me…fuck me, Rob!”

I looked up over her body; it echoed her words and begged for my cock. Spreading the lotion, I worked some inside and slid the shaft over the spread lips. She groaned with pleasure as I pushed inside, gradually pumping deeper and deeper, until I was deep in her cervix. “Oh God, that’s it…just like that…oh Rob, fuck me…fuck me…fuck me, deep!”

I couldn’t help but moan, when I paused, deep inside, to savor the heat; I loved feeling my dick pulse against her pussy’s grip…I still love that feeling.

Pumping, in and out, each thrust almost took her breath away, but then she went for it, and started rubbing. I pushed her legs way back and grabbed her hips; the sensation of a hard, pounding fuck, paired with masturbation, quickly took her to the brink.

I leaned forward and pleasured myself by watching my cock plow inside, “That’s it, babe…you need a cock…you need it deep…uhhhh…uhhhh…uhhhh…spread for me…yeah…yeah…yeah, spread for me!” It was only minutes (maybe ten), before my breathing got choppy and I felt release, churning in my balls.

“So close…uhhhh…uhhhh…so close, baby!”

Completely lost in the ecstasy, she moaned wildly, and her breasts danced and bobbed, barely confined in the tank top. She groaned, “Yeah…yeah, give it to me! I want it…want it all…give it to me…yeah…yeah…fuckin’ fill me up!” Her pussy throbbed around me, squeezing the pulsing veined shaft, that was aching to explode!

“Oh fuck…uhhhh…uhhhh…Tina…fuck…fuck,” I shoved deep and held it there, flooding her insides. My cock twitched with each pulse and it bathed in the heat, filling her.

“Oh my god…oh god, I feel it…I…I feel it! That’s it, fill me…that’s it, Rob…that’s it…I want it…want your cum!” She rubbed furiously, but the hot load did it. She bucked her body against mine and her pussy walls quivered. Stuffed full of cock and jizz, she moaned, “Fuck…fuck…cumming…oh god, cumming…yer cum…yer cum…oh god…cumming…cumming…cummmmmmmming!”

When we came to rest and caught our breath some, a warm, trickle seeped out and ran down my balls, “Damn! That’s good…mmmm, no blue balls here!” I grinned, “I think we need to do more pussy pilsner.”

Tina’s intelligent and always bright with ideas, she giggled, “Maybe we could try other beers and do tastings…it seems we both enjoyed it.”

I laughed, “We really need to…today’s selection was a sensuous, pale lager, with a clean, crisp, lightly-hopped, pussy taste!”

She added, “but with a lingering pleasure on your tongue…that you love to savor!” Her eyes sparkled and her fingers trailed down the long, flaccid shaft, “And, we definitely need to try some beers, poured over this guy.”

“A heavy, full-bodied stout for sure,” she giggled!

I grinned, “Mmmm, that sounds fun,” and pressed my lips to hers…I remember feeling the warmth of her body against mine…sensuous…lusty…and fiery hot! At that moment, it felt like everything in the world was in my arms. I knew she was the kind of woman I could marry.

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I have always been submissive and I was taught this in high school by a much older man who taught me the joys of submission. But after he left my life for various reasons, there was no way for me to find another person or persons to dominate me, sexually.

I’m a skinny, wall flower nerdy kid with good grades alone in a HUGE university in the Midwest and being from a small southern town I was petrified. I’m not a FratRat type, but I do like to drink while I play online Video games. I don’t work out and I’m non violent outside of gaming. I’m not into most sports, but I have been a swimmer In high school and did very well in that. Good enough for this full ride scholarship.

I’m not a virgin. I’d fucked a girl all through high school. Rich little slut. I’d gotten good at licking cunt. I’d say I was as dominant with women as was possible given my circumstances.

Guys. I’d been seduced by a family friend. Long before I lost my Cherry to a girl I’d been a willing slut to a much older man who’d carefully groomed me and gained my trust and the trust of those who cared for me. Being fatherless, I loved the attention. Nothing violent. All he wanted was to suck my balls dry. He’d pick me up from high school and take me to a movie or for a soda and slice of pizza. I loved when he’d quietly order me to “take it out.” Right in the car! In traffic, I’d unzip my pants and haul my cock out for him to fondle. Later, still in the car or maybe in his apartment he’d suck my cock until I exploded. Over and over and over. I was literally “cum on tap.” And I could cum three times in an hour. All day long.

But then I got to older and he lost interest. I went off to college on my swimming scholarship. I really wanted to find someone to sexually use me. I wanted to be forced to suck cock or eat cunt or even take it up my ass. I just didn’t have any idea how to find that.

I studied hard in school. Lived in the dorm. Stayed alone, Ignored the Fraternity Rush and ROTC and all that. I studied very hard. My days and nights were at the school library. And I was being watched.

One evening I was checking out a reference book and the student at the checkout desk (a serious jock, heavily muscled) and a looked at me, licked his lips and asked:

“Well, where’ve YOU been all my life?”

I looked at him and (after glancing around quietly) pursed my lips and blew him a kiss. His eyebrows shot up and he looked shocked.

I was having a lot of trouble in just one class: Biology. Couldn’t understand why I had a “D.” Made an appointment to meet with the professor . The only available time was 10:00 pm! Damn. When I escort ataşehir arrived at the office it was dark. I knocked on the office door. When It opened, the senior from the library desk was staring at me. Like the cat about to eat the canary. I stepped inside and he shut the door. I was dimly aware of a figure seated deeper in the office. Suddenly the jock grabbed me and shoved me against the wall. He locked my arms above my head, easily. Then he KISSED me hard and deep. I panicked and struggled a moment and something else took over and I melted into his grip with a moan and a whimper. The jock released me and called over his shoulder: “Little slut has potential!” The seated figure told the jock what to do. I was given a sheet of paper and told to be at a specific address at a specific time. I was then shoved back out of the door. No “conference.”

All week I agonized over going. In the end, I thought I had no choice. So I showed up at the time and place.

It was a very old home and very classy in a sedate way. I followed instructions and stepped inside the foyer.

There was a paper waiting for me. I was instructed to strip naked, look up and smile for the camera. I did.

The door popped open and I hesitantly stepped into a large warm and cozy room, with a roaring fireplace.

Seated in a semicircle were all my professors. One of whom was a female of middle age, dressed in a well fitted pants suit with high heeled boots. She Looked evil. I was frightened and unbelievably turned on. The voice of my biology professor brought me to the center of the room. Naked. I was rock hard.

“Well young sir! It seems that after reviewing your records you are FAILING ALL OF YOUR COURSES!”

“Not possible,” I sputtered.

My professor replied: “That was before we understood your potential and your needs.”

He continued: “If you PERFORM to our standards and obey orders exactly, you will be rewarded with excellent grades and recommendations from the faculty.”

“Each day, you will be required to report to the residence of a professor where you will perhaps be required to perform sexually for us and in return you will receive top academic honors. You won’t even have to attend class.”

I was plainly trapped and I was plainly excited out of my mind. All I could do was nod. Those gathered laughed.

At this point I was peppered with questions regarding my sexual proclivities. I answered honestly. I admitted I liked rough sex when I was with a girl and I was in charge. I admitted to being a sub with much older men. The woman walked up to me with an imperious manner. kadıköy escort She grabbed my hard cock and locked eyes with me.

“This belongs to US now. No more fucking anybody unless we approve.” My knees buckled and I sank to the floor and kissed her boots. She chuckled.

Another professor chortled and said that this is all good but what about TONIGHT? I shuddered. My Biology Professor spoke

“Since this new SLUT still knows Rodney I think they should play out their initial scene. When you interact in the future with other people you will always be wearing a leather hood to prevent others from knowing your identity and possibly blackmailing you in the future. Your hood will still allow you to use your mouth to full effect. Oh and you will wear a narrow leather collar at all times 24/7 to remind you of your status. Rodney will be your handler and he will have full access to You and you will do whatever he says whenever he says.”

Rodney walks up to me and asks me if I remember our first exchange? I nod, timidly. He laughs out loud and grabs me by my long fine blonde hair and yanks me to my knees facing him. He leers at me and commands me to suck his cock. I’ve got no choice, its obvious. I kneel and open my mouth. He slams his rock hard cock into my mouth and I lick all around it as the hardness stuffs my mouth. I’m gagging but the throbbing cock mutes this. I am helpless and I love the feeling of being dominated. His cock saws in and out of my mouth as I drool profusely. As I am having my mouth used, the reality of the situation hits me and I begin to moan. The woman applauds and the men moan as they furiously jerk their own cocks. The woman stares at the men as they pant. They’re getting off on her watching as well.

Rodney pulls his wet cock from my mouth and proceeds to Dick-Whip my face. He stares into my upturned eyes and speaks To me: “Cock-slut. Whore, you’re going to love drinking my cum and I’m going to feed it to you often and soon you’ll beg to be used. You’ve got a nice piece of boy meat on you, too. Since you’re here in a swimming scholarship I guess you’ll have To have your body shaved smooth. That’s good. I think we’ll have to get you some nice girly panties and maybe some stockings. Also some six inch high heels to show off your slut ass to the most benefit. The assembled perverts all clapped happily. One of the men piped up with “Get him a nice ball gag, too!” I moaned even louder as the cock was back in my mouth.

Rodney pulled his meat from my lips and made me crawl on hands and knees from man to man, to worship each cock. The woman had stripped off her maltepe escort bayan pantsuit and now she knelt on the couch her magnificent ass jutting out. She looked Over her shoulder and said: “You’re not going full sissy. I will bring hottest cheerleaders and sorority girls to my house and you will worship and service THEM for my pleasure. So RAM that meat Into my cunt, now!”

I stood, got behind her and my cock slid in right to my balls. It was like dipping into molten lava. I was amazed. I hammered that cunt like a pile driver and she came, screaming. After, she got dressed and smirked that she’d see me at her place the following Friday. She left. I hadn’t cum.

I was made to kneel again and the men all clustered around me. Their cocks were swollen as one after another they hosed my face with their cum. It splattered all over me and dripped off onto my chest. When they were spent, the men all collapsed into various chairs and one of them poured the rest beers. As they sipped, Rodney still hard not having cum with the others used his hand to scoop the cum off my face and lube his massive nine inch cock. I knew what was coming and it excited me.

He lay on the floor, legs spread and aimed at his bosses as they were riveted by the sheer lewdness of what was happening. Rodney made me lower myself onto his throbbing meat. I cried more as it pierced my tight tender anal ring. He began to smack my ass cheeks with the palms of his hands as he continued his barrage of filth. “You might get some fine CUNT at her place, but never forget you’re a faggot slut and your mouth WILL be used and so will your boi pussy just like now. Because you love Being treated like this, don’t you? DON’T YOU?” He roared. I was impaled by his monster cock, crying hot tears, and as I did so, I blubbered that I did love the domination and abuse. Then something strange happened.

As Rodney was now hammering my tight hole, and I was gushing my feelings of liking my enslavement my cock began to drool without my even touching it. Soon it was erupting and my eyes rolled back in my head as I couldn’t believe the volume and intensity of my orgasm.

The men gasped and Rodney, reacting To the sudden clenching of my anus came inside me. I felt his eruption fill me up with hot cream and I fainted.

When I came to, I was fully dressed, back in my private dorm room, in bed. I thought it must have been a dream. Then I was aware that my ass ached and was oozing. I looked into the mirror and saw my face was caked in dried cum. It had been real! I spotted a note on my desk. It was from Rodney. It read: “slut, you did very well last night. Follow my orders and everything will be fine. Your first date is Monday. I’ll drive you there and back. Before that, though, we’ll have to go into town and get you some proper outfits. Be outside at noon tomorrow.” It was going to be a long but incredibly satisfying year.

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