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The Hitchhiker – Part 1Driving along, stop for coffee. A pretty woman in a short dress approaches me as I come out. She looks kind of flustered, like something’s wrong.“Can you do a girl a favor? My car broke down a ways back and I’ve GOT to get home. Would you mind if I ride with you a bit?”Hell no I wouldn’t mind. She has long blond hair, a little bedraggled. Her sundress rides low on top and high on the bottom. I get a flash of pretty panty as she climbs in.”It’s just up the road aways. Then down a dirt road about a mile or so”.We talk a bit, her feet on the dash and I’m catching a great view of her undies. Small talk, then she directs me down this woods road. As we pull into the dooryard at the end, she invites me in.Letting the little head think for the big one, I follow her through the door.It’s a nice place, stone fireplace in the living room, bigger than it looks from the outside.”Would you like the Tour?” she asks, brushing her hair back with her hand and making her dress ride up in the motion. Sure!Walk through the kitchen, look out the glass door to the deck and a small pond. Into the bedroom. As we walk through the door, two burly guys sidestep from behind the doorway, trapping us there.”Done good, honey, ” says the larger one. “I like the long, thick hair. He’ll do NICE.” I began to get panickey.”What’s going on? I don’t want any trouble,” I say.”No trouble bitch,” says the other guy. “And if you’re REAL NICE” and do JUST what Bill and me say, YOU might get to leave in one piece!””I’m sorry babe,” the woman says. “But they told me if I didn’t find them some fresh meat, they were goin’ to beat me senseless.””Here’s the deal, sport,” said the big guy. “We got us two guys, and only one girl. So Tammy here brought us you!””But – I’m a GUY!” I protested.”That’s OK. Y”See, me and Jerry, we like girls and we like boys. And we’ve both wanted to try us a He She. So – Tammy here is goin’ to give you a ‘do-over”, and if you make us REALLY HAPPY, then you’ll get to leave. Unnerstand?” He grinned evilly.”I’ve never done a guy,” I said in a little voice.”Hear that Bill?” whooped Jerry. She anadolu yakası escort brought us a VIRGIN!”The big man licked his lips. “Won’t be when WE’RE done! Tammy – take ‘er in and get ‘er ready!”She took my hand and lead me into a spacious bathroom. Jacuzzi tub, shower stall, tile floor. One whole wall of mirror.She sat me on the closed toilet seat and knelt in front of me. “I promise – it won’t be that bad. You might ENJOY it if you relax. But if we don’t do what they say, Bill & Jerry will dump us in the lake. And we won’t be swimmin’ out. OK?” The look of terror in her eyes told me it was so.”Toss his clothes out here, bitch,” hollered Bill. “If she’s sweet to us, she MIGHT get them back!”Tammy stood me up and started undressing me. T-shirt over my head, unbuttoning and tugging my jeans off in rapid motions. My red bikini underpants had a bulge in them, despite myself.”I LIKE that,” she crooned. Then she hooked a finger under the waistband on both sides and I was naked in front of her.”Put your hands over your head, let me see it all,” she instructed. I obeyed, and she turned me around and watched in the mirror. “Nice, but if we’re gonna make a girl out of you, there’s some hair has to go!” She giggled and took a bottle of Nair off the tub. She glopped it on my legs, belly, arms. Took three fingers full and put some under each exposed armpit. Carefully, she put Nair around my pubic hair, leaving just a thatch in the middle. She turned me around again, inspecting it first hand and in the mirror.Four minutes later, she guided me into the shower and rinsed me down with the hand hose. My hair came off in sheets, and I felt very naked.”Now – you’ve really never been with a guy? Not even playing dirty as a k**?” she asked.”Got naked with my friend. We felt each other up. But never sucked anyone.””Ever been bumfucked before?” she asked.”NO!””Then you need some coaching, or they’ll rip you open like a 12 year old girl,” Tammy cooed.”First you gotta be CLEAN. If their dicks come out shitty, you’ll be licking them clean,” she said. I hadn’t noticed the enema bag hanging there.”Get anadolu yakası escort on your knees,” she said. When I didn’t move, she swatted my ass hard and screamed “DO IT BITCH! THIS AIN’T NO GAME!” and hit me again. Both checks burned, but I did as she said.”You’re lucky I’m nice,” she said, her voice back to gentle. “Otherwise I wouldn’t grease this. No spread your cheeks.” I reached back and did as she said. I looked in the mirror and could see the whole length of me. My ass glowed from her swats. She rammed the hose in and unclipped the stop. Warm water and something else gushed into my ass.I watched in the mirror as Tammy peeled up her dress over her head. All she had on was the little flowered panties that had gotten me into so much trouble. I started to feel mellow with the enema.”I put a little wine in the bag too, hon, ” she said, noticing my face. “It’ll take some of the edge off what will happen out there.”When I was full, she made me squat over the toilet. Not sit ON it, but OVER it. I saw my reflection in the mirror. Body slim and shaved, cock hanging down from an almost hairless pubic mound, jets of hot water gushing down behind it into the pot.”Good baby,” Tammy said, rubbing my ass. “Since you’re a virgin, we’ll make you schoolgirl pretty. Bill and Jerry will LIKE making a slut out of a schoolgirl.” You could see her mind working behind her eyes.She sprayed a cloud of flowery perfume in the air and made me twirl through it with my hands over my head. She spritzed a little extra under my arms and onto my naked balls.I stepped into pretty panties, similar to her flowery ones that got me into trouble. She tugged them up and rubbed my hardening dick.” We’re gonna have fitting problems with that, she said. But we’ll fix that later.”She pulled a silky camisole over my head. She lipsticked my mouth heavily, painted my finger and toenails deep red to match my mouth and made up my eyes like a $2 hooker. Then she gave me a white blouse with the top 3 buttons missing, helped me put on thigh high stockings and heels.” These aren’t exactly Catholic school issue, anadolu yakası escort but Bill has a THING for stockings and heels,” she said from experience.”Hands up!” she instructed. She dropped a plaid jumper over my head. The straps fell heavily onto my shoulders. I realized it had also been adapted from the school dress code and barely hid the tops of the stockings. She made me prance and twirl in front of the mirror. “Flip that skirt, girly. Let’s see you flash those pretty undies!” I didi it, and she groped me as it went up.”Now – what do we do with that BULGE?” She knelt in front of me, almost whispering. “If we’re going to survive the night, hon, you’ve got to learn FAST. OK?”I nodded dumbly. “Pull up that skirt and hold it.” I did as she said, watching in the mirror. She tugged the panties back down to my knees. My hairless cock and balls were totally out of place.”This big thing needs taming before I give you to Bill & Jerry,” she said. She cupped my balls, licked my cock until it was full.” We’re going to have to loosen your little hole,” she said. “I need to empty out that pecker. And since you’ve never tasted cum, I’m going to bring you up a sloppy kiss so that your first tastes will be YOURS, not Bill or Jerry. OK?I was numbed, but nodded. She sucked her fingers, then poked one past my asshole. “Spread those cheeks or I’m gonna have to burn them again,” she said sternly. I did, still bunching up the skirt to give her access. I spread my legs, the panties around my knees stretched tight.Tammy pushed one finger, ten tow into me. My back arched involuntarily, and my cock bobbed in the air. Her fingers began a rhythmic dance in and out, matched by her mouth on my cock. She felt me tense, felt my muscles tighten. She nodded and spoke around my cock.”Let it cum, baby. Then it’s coming to you,” she crooned. Suddenly, I spasmed in her mouth. She slammed her fingers in, and pushed my cock into her more. I had a blinding orgasm, then before I could catch my breath, her fingers slid out and her mouth was on mine. Lips, tongue, gobs of semen into my mouth as she bent me backwards and kissed me. She pulled up and I watched the white goop drip from her mouth to mine in the mirror. As I swallowed the last of my cum, she lifted up and tugged my panties up. As she smoothed my skirt down, she patted my ass and said “OK honey. Show time.”to be continued…….

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Roadside storeWriting sexy stories is such a turn-on for me, I don’t know why I haven’t posted one in such a long time. I was inspired to tell this tale after a someone inquired if I frequent adult stores. My hubby and I love to travel the backroads and explore the less well-traveled parts of the Southeast. During these road trips sometimes we’re the only ones in a diner or a gas station, which can be kinda eerie, but also very arousing for me because with fewer or no witnesses, I am free to do as I please. And I like pleasing myself.We rolled up on this desolate adult store, at first, it looked closed. It was a one-story cement block building with peeling paint, no windows and only one door, which was dark glass. The unpaved dirt parking lot was empty. But we stopped to stretch our legs and curiosity was getting the best of us anyway. It was a stiflingly hot summer afternoon and wearing a sundress sans undies and sandals was doing little to help me cool off. As soon as I exited our car, we were enveloped by hot humid air, like standing in a sauna, I could feel beads of perspiration welling up and rolling down my back, between my shoulder blades, and down my chest, between my unrestrained bra-less boobs. My cotton sundress was eagerly soaking up the moisture and becoming more transparent with each drop. I needed to pee, badly. And since there were no cars in the parking lot, I assumed the store was closed so I squatted where I stood, hiked up my hem, and relieved myself in the center of the red clay parking lot, watching the parched earth drink in my urine. Conveniently, I didn’t even have to bother with panties, since I wasn’t wearing any.My hubby cupped his hands around his eyes, as he tried to peer through the dark glass door. He shouted to me that lights were on inside, but he couldn’t see anyone. He pushed on the door and it opened. He waved me over, urging me to join him inside. The AC was on full blast and my damp dress became instantly cold, perking up my nipples and raising goosebumps across my exposed shoulders, I began to shiver, crossing my arms across my chest, pressing my boobs into me for warmth. The store was small. We could survey the whole place from the entrance. To the left was a theater with a curtain closed across the doorway. My hubby part the curtains and walked in to check it out and then stuck his finger back through the curtain, curling it slowly, in a come-hither motion. Like a snake charmer, entranced by his curling finger, I followed him in and was plunged into darkness, except for the porn movie showing on the far cement block wall, which cast a glow on the empty rows of seats.The action on screen was hot and heavy, two studs pounding away at a waif, one cock in her ass and another jammed down her throat. I was instantly mesmerized and felt a spark of arousal, and a growing warmth between my legs as my juices began to flow. Startling me back to awareness, my hubby embraced me from behind cupping my boobs and tweaking my hardened nipples through my thin damp sundress. Without a word, he slipped my straps off my shoulders and pulled my dress down to my waist and then resumed massaging of my bare boobs, tugging playfully at my distended hardened nipples. No so subtly, he pressed his anadolu yakası escort growing erection pressed into my lower back, announcing his intentions. I reached back to caress it through his shorts, fumbling with his zipper, intent on freeing his b**st. Our fingers jousted between us as his right hand dropped to the hem of my dress and pulled it up, exposing my naked ass cheeks. He placed his hand at the small of my back and began caressing my lower back and the top of ass. Slowly and purposefully, his hand began its downward descent, cupping my ass with the palm of his hand while inserting his middle finger between my cheeks, channeling his probing finger directly toward my puckered bung hole. His finger tested by resistance as it crossed my asshole and quickly finding my moistening pussy, which he sampled with tentative shallow stabs between my puffy pussy lips. Now cupping my lips, he stroked by clit from between my legs from behind. His hand and wrist rubbed my lips, parting them as he tickled my clit. I wanted to him to push his fingers into me, but he decided to tease me instead, increasing my desire. My heart raced as blood rushed to pussy, my heat rising, and my juices now audibly squishy, as he squeezed my pussy lips together, massaging my clit between my slickened swollen lips, like a hotdog in a steamed bun. I wanted him to bend me over the theater seat in front of me and plunge his pulsing cock into me but again he chose to tease me. But I had other ideas.Spinning around within his embrace, like stripper doing a lap dance, facing him now, my bare breasts now pressing into his chest, I shimmied downward onto bended knees, spreading my knees wide on either side of his legs, into a squat, parting my pussy lips, opening my fuck tunnel. I tugged at his zipper, desperate to release his cock and eager to taste his manliness. But he hoisted me to my feet almost immediately. WTF!With his big strong hands encircling my biceps, he spun me around, facing me away from him, and lifted me up to my tippy toes, almost carrying me. As if late for an appointment, we urgently scurried out of the theater across the store to the other side where above the doorway, a sign read Gloryhole. My dress was still hanging around my waist, it looked like I was wearing only a skirt, my boobs exposed for all to see. Except no one was there. The store was still empty. My hubby directed me to go around the wall to the other side and wait for his cock. Before I left, he demanded my dress. He wanted me naked as I serviced him at the Gloryhole. I was happy to oblige him. Given how aroused he’d become, I was anticipating a lot of sticky gooey jism to be sprayed my way, and it was probably best that my dress be safely stored elsewhere, out of cum’s way. I waited at the Gloryhole for his cock, at first leaning in toward the opening, my hands spread wide above my head, pressing into the wall above the Gloryhole, supporting my weight, as I eagerly awaited my prize. Why was he teasing me for so long? Tired of waiting, I decided to take matters into my own hands, and began rubbing my clit and puffy lips and plunging my fingers into my wet and ready pussy hole. The sensations and the scene, squatting naked at a Gloryhole in anadolu yakası escort some backwoods adult store, hungry for a cock to gobble on, were sending me down the literal slippery slope, my orgasm was building.I didn’t have to wait much longer, a big long swollen cock appeared, bigger than normal but understandable given my hubby’s arousal. The one-eyed b**st was weeping precum and swaying back and forth like a snake, preparing to strike. I grabbed it with both hands, like a wrestler in a takedown move. I began pumping the shaft in long strokes from its furry root to its swollen purple helmet, and back again, purposefully licking its length as my tongue trailed my hands, until my nose was buried in musky pubic hair. It pulsed in my hands, its veins distended atop the hard, engorged muscle, leaking more pre-cum with every stroke. I kissed and sucked at the pee hole, trying to taste its treat buried deep within.I was so hot for that cock, I forced its head into mouth, bobbing on it, gradually opening my throat to allow it in farther. I was intent on taking his entire length as I had done many times before, but I was struggling with it. My hubby was evidently very excited about the Gloryhole. Only able to manage about half of his length into my mouth and throat, I tickled the underside of its shaft with my tongue as I choked it down. My ministrations were having the desired effect, as this meat bat grew hotter and larger on my tongue and pre-cum bubbled out, coating my mouth with its viscosity. I wanted to taste his cum so I doubled my cadence. My boobs swung widely as braced myself against the wall with open palms. I sensed a calm, like birds flying away from a volcano, his desperate erratic thrusts became one final push deep into my throat. The eruption was intense and cum flooded my mouth and throat, squirting out of the corners of my mouth. I met the final thrust with equal force, throwing my head onto this impaling pike, sucking the cock as deeply as I could manage, sealing off air from my starving lungs, feeling the rhythmic convulsions in my throat pumping, what seemed like, gallons of semen into me. Softening, the flaccid, now sated serpent, withdrew from my throat with a pop. I gasped for air and used my fingers to gather the gobs of goo at the corners of mouth and clinging to chin onto to my searching tongue, popping up like a Prairie dog from its hole. The cock disappeared from the Gloryhole. I sat back on my heels and leaned into the wall with open palms, bowing my head, breathing deeply, filling my lungs, my boobs hanging heavily, in front of the open Gloryhole. I expected my hubby any second to come around the corner and take care of my business. I waited impatiently. My pussy was on fire, in need of a hose. Still waiting. I looked around the room and noticed a video camera in the corner with a red light glowing. I felt self-conscious for a moment but calmed myself by rationalizing that this shop was in the middle of nowhere. Who could be watching and if so, would ever recognize me? It was probably broken. My hubby entered the small room, naked from the waist down, with a massive erection. I was impressed that he could get that big and hard so quickly. But I wasn’t gonna question anadolu yakası escort it. I needed cock now. He slipped behind me and mounted me in one continuous movement, lifting me up from my squat, bending me at the waist in front of the open Gloryhole, and filling me, balls deep in my pussy. It almost knocked the wind out me, it happened to fast and forcefully. He plunged into me with long deep strokes like a piston, smacking sounds filled the room. I had to brace myself against the wall, my fingers clawing into the dingy peeling paint, to spare my head from banging into the wall. Clenching my hips like a rutting hound, digging his nails into my hips, drawing a trickle of blood, he forced his knot deeper into me. Each thrust lifted me off my feet to my toes. Using the wall as leverage, I pushed back to greet his impaling cock, plunging to new depths in my pussy. Each stroke dredging a mixture of our juices that splattering across my pussy lips and ass, glazing our loins with our slippery concoction. My boobs slapping together like applause. A free hand slapped my ass in quickening succession with increasingly sharper stings, it felt like a rider’s crop compelling me to give everything and push for the finish.A few more strokes, from the cock and the crop, would send me over the top. Leaning into the wall with one hand to support the weight of my bend body, I reached back with one hand, between my legs, grasping blindly for his swollen swinging balls as they slapped against my juice smeared puffy pussy lips.Another sting of the crop burned across my ass cheek. My head dipped and I looked back between my swinging boobs to the cock frantically reaming my pussy. Finding my target, I snared his ball sack in my clutch and squeezed hard, trying to trigger his orgasm, and with it, my own. My index finger stabbing into his sweat slickened asshole, hunting for his prostate, the male’s g-spot, his go button. Sting! Down came the crop again. Through a fog of pleasure and pain, looking back between my legs, as my boobs slapping together and then parting with each thrust, the vision appearing and disappearing, like a flickering light, I noticed another man standing behind my hubby stroking his cock. Panic flashed through my mind. My head snapped up to attention, my eyes stared forward, as I tried to process the image of the man behind my hubby. I glanced over my shoulder to get a better unblocked view.STING!!!My hubby held me firmly with both hands, keeping me in alignment with his piston-ing cock. I felt his grasp so who was whipping my ass!?!The growing pleasure in my pussy and my impending orgasm clouded my thoughts. All I could think about was the expectant shuddering release. And then it came. A new stiff cock appeared in the Gloryhole before my eyes. Almost as if on que, my hubby bore down into me with one last thrust and grunted loudly as he spewed his load into my pussy, triggering my own orgasm. As waves of pleasure washed over me, radiating from my pussy, rhythmically clenching down on my hubby’s cock, wringing out every drop. My hubby pulled out of me but was quickly, leaving a gaping stretched hole, soon to be replaced by the next in line, the one holding a crop. A quick substitution for a fresh player, and the thrusting resumed. Once accustomed to the cadence of my new rider, and I could keep my balance, I grabbed for the swaying cock in the Gloryhole with one hand and smiled for the camera before sucking him into my mouth. My video is still playing in that theater. STING! STING!!

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Comment ça a commencéCette histoire est le début du pourquoi nous sommes ici.J’ai toujours eu le fantasme de voir ma femme Sarah coucher avec un autre homme devant moi. Je n’ai jamais su pourquoi. Elle est tellement belle ! 25 ans, brune avec un carré à cette période (elle change souvent de couleur et de coiffure), la peau douce, 1m70, de longues jambes bien galbées, un petit cul bombé, un 90C à damner un saint, une bouche pulpeuse et gourmande, des traits fins, et très féminine en plus. On pourrait dire qu’elle est carrément une bombasse.Lorsque je suis sorti avec elle il y a 6 ans, je lui parlais déjà de ce fantasme lors de nos parties de baise. Oui, je dis bien de baise car je différencie le fait de baiser et de faire l’amour. Et il m’arrive plus souvent de la baiser que de lui faire l’amour. Il faut dire qu’elle préfère çà (même si comme toute les femmes elle a besoin de sexe plus “doux” de temps en temps). Toujours est-il qu’elle ne voulait pas en entendre parler au début, me menaçant presque de me quitter si je continuais à la saouler avec cette histoire. Mais quelques années après, cette idée ne m’ayant pas quittée, je réintroduisis ce voeux pendant nos ébats, et je remarquais qu’elle mouillait vraiment quand je lui parlais de çà. Et petit à petit c’est elle qui introduisait le fantasme de “l’inconnu” en baisant mais sans jamais vouloir franchir le pas séparant le fantasme de la réalité. Puis un jour j’ai vraiment eu l’envie de franchir le cap du fantasme. J’avais déjà, pendant nos parties de baise, évoqué l’envie de la voir se faire prendre devant moi par un routier bien vicieux dans sa couchette, mais cette idée ne l’enchantait guère, au vu du stéréotype du routier barbu et bedonnant. Mais nous savions par des amis, qu’on mangeait très bien dans certains relais routiers. J’eus donc l’idée de rechercher un relais faisant une formule avec vin à volonté. J’en trouvais un pas mal, mais un peu loin de chez nous. J’allais donc voir mon épouse, lui proposant un week-end en amoureux sans lui parler bien sûr de mes projets. Elle accepta évidemment sans se faire prier. Et nous voilà partis pour le week-end. Je lui parle du programme et donc du dîner dans le relais routier en lui disant qu’il m’a été conseillé par un couple d’amis. Elle ne percute pas et me donne son accord. Je commençais déjà à avoir des pensées cochonnes. La journée du samedi se passe, nous flânons dans les boutiques de la ville, elle trouve un petit haut “top-jupette” rose très près du corps et sans bretelle à mettre avec un jean ou un legging car un peu court seul. Nous rentrons pour nous préparer pour le dîner. Elle essaye son haut devant moi juste en string, et je tente de la convaincre de sortir comme çà juste avec des talons. Elle fait un essai et je fais tout pour la persuader elle est trop sexy comme ça.”Mais bien sûr! Comme çà tout le monde verra mon cul quand je me pencherai en avant. Je suis ps une pute tu sais” me dit elle. Et elle enfile un legging noir qu’elle associe avec des talons à lanières. Elle se rend compte alors qu’elle a oublié son soutien-gorge sans bretelle.”Mince j’ai oublié mon soutif. On voit mes seins sans rien? ” me demande t’elle.”Non!” lui réponds-je.”T’es sûr?” pas convaincu.”Un petit peu, mais c’est sexy!”.Après une hésitation de 10 minutes elle se décide quand même à partir ainsi pour mon plus grand bonheur. C’est vrai que le haut est un peu transparent par moment anadolu yakası escort selon la lumière. Elle se maquille’ fard à paupières, mascara, blush et rouge à lèvres rose.Maquillée, coiffée et habillée comme çà elle me fait déjà bander. Et la voir marcher devant moi ne fait qu’empirer la situation. La soirée s’annonce bien.Lorsque nous arrivons au relais, il est 22H00 et il commence à faire nuit. Il faut dire que nous nous sommes arrêté dans un bar sympa pour prendre l’apéro en terrasse. Ma femme a eu droit à des regards appuyés par les hommes nous entourant durant tout le temps que nous avons passé dans ce café. J’adore voir les gens la dévorer des yeuxJe décide de garer ma voiture sur le parking réservé aux poids lourds, ce qui entraîne la désapprobation de ma chérie :-“Tu n’as rien à faire là, c’est réservé aux camions ! On va avoir des problèmes”. Je ne l’écoute pas et nous descendons de voiture. Des rideaux sont déjà tirés sur certains pare-brise de camions, ce qui signifie que leurs propriétaires dorment surement. Le restaurant est à 100 m, et encore une fois j’essuie des reproches de mon épouse. -“Tu aurais pu te garer devant, au lieu de te mettre sur le parking POIDS LOURDS, ça m’aurait évité de marcher”.-“On est arrivé ma chérie” lui réponds-je. Je peux une nouvelle fois admirer son petit cul moulé dans sa tenue.Nous entrons, l’intérieur est propre, mais quasiment désert.-“Bonsoir jeunes gens ! Installez-vous j’arrive !”, nous lance le patron avant de disparaître dans la cuisine. Nous nous asseyons à une table de 3 contre le mur, l’un en face de l’autre. -“Sympa ton resto.” me lance ironiquement mon épouse en voyant celui-ci presque vide. Je regarde autour de moi, nous ne sommes que 5. Deux hommes à une table, la cinquantaine, moches, surtout l’un d’entre eux, qui m’a l’air bedonnant mais ils semblent bâtis comme des armoires à glaces. Ils regardent dans notre direction, enfin dans celle de ma femme, et le plus gros me fait un signe de la tête. Je lui réponds timidement. Un autre est seul, dos à nous et dîne tranquillement. Il s’en va d’ailleurs peu de temps après notre arrivée en saluant les deux autres, ce qui me laisse penser qu’ils sont tous les trois camionneurs.Vu la tronche des mecs, mon plan s’annonce très mal.-“On va bien manger” dis-je à mon épouse. Pour seul réponse j’ai droit à un haussement d’épaules. Le patron revient avec les cartes, très souriant et sympa. Nous choisissons la formule avec vin rosé à volonté. Je me fais déjà à l’idée de dîner et rentrer. Nous vidons 2 pichets de rosé et demi, mangeons très bien, rigolons beaucoup. C’est juste un peu long car le patron est souvent dans sa cuisine. Ma femme est déjà un peu pompette avec tous ces verres que nous avons bus en l’attendant, et balbutie déjà sur des phrases. Nous nous apprêtons à régler la note et partir, lorsqu’on voit le patron ressortir de sa cuisine avec deux verres.-“Tenez jeunes gens! Prune maison!” avec la même voix enjouée. Nous nous regardons avec ma chérie.-“Merci” lui dis-je.-“Oh mais c’est pas moi! C’est le monsieur là bas” en me montrant du doigt le gars qui m’avait salué. Nous le remercions avec ma femme, ce à quoi il lève son verre en la regardant dans les yeux. Celle ci me glisse tout bas ou du moins essaie de me glisser : “Je ne peux pas le boire je suis bourrée”. Je lui réponds : “Bois le sinon il va mal le prendre!”Et pan! D’une traite elle anadolu yakası escort le boit en grimaçant. Je fais de même et regarde la tête de ma femme. Elle n’est vraiment pas en forme. Nous payons le patron qui file à nouveau dans sa cuisine, et sommes prêts à partir. -“Je vais aux toilettes” me dit elle. Elle se lève, et la voyant tituber un peu, je me lève à mon tour et l’accompagne dans le couloir. Elle rentre dans les toilettes dames. Je regarde en direction de la salle, le gros n’en a pas perdu une miette visiblement. Je vais pisser aussi, je ressors, pas de trace de mon épouse. Je pousse la porte des toilettes, entre, avance un peu, ma femme est assise sur la cuvette des toilettes, la porte grande ouverte, le leggings et le string en bas des chevilles, la tête contre le mur du fond, les yeux fermés.-“Ma chérie, çà va?”. Elle ne réponds pas. Je lui repose la question, elle balbutie: “C’est pas la forme”. Et là en une seconde une idée perverse me traverse l’esprit. Je m’approche d’elle, m’accroupis et lui enlève son legging. Je pense que c’est à ce moment que mon esprit a dévié et que je ne pouvais plus faire marche arrière. Elle me demande ce que je fais les yeux à moitié fermés, ce à quoi je lui réponds qu’elle aura moins chaud comme ça. Je la lève des toilettes, tire un peu sur son haut. C’est vrai qu’il est court, il cache juste le bas de son cul. Elle est magnifique comme çà, perchée sur des talons hauts, ses longues jambes bronzées, son petit haut qui ne cache presque rien de son anatomie si parfaite.Nous sortons des toilettes, j’espère juste que le patron sera encore et toujours dans sa cuisine. C’est le cas. Ma femme titube un peu, je lui propose de s’asseoir un peu avant de partir et nous nous posons à notre table. Je l’aide à s’asseoir, elle croise les jambes, on voit presque son cul. Je m’assieds et regarde en direction des deux. Le gros est bouche bée. Il dit un mot à son pote qui regarde dans la direction de ma femme et sourit. Ce dernier lui répond un truc à son tour et reprend la dégustation de son dessert. Le gros ne peut plus détacher son regard des jambes de ma femme et a même sa main sur sa braguette. Sarah le voit et balbutie « quel gros porc ». Il croise mon regard, pas gêné, se lève, vient vers nous, et sans rien demander s’assied entre ma femme et moi et engage la conversation.-“Alors les tourtereaux, elle était bonne ma prune ?” dans ma direction Et tout en matant ma chérie.-“Oui, mais elle nous a achevé, surtout ma femme. Elle est bourrée et a très chaud!”. Je le vois sourire, et de me demander si on vient souvent dans le coin, d’où on vient, un tas de banalités, alors que je vois son bras droit qui bouge, me laissant à penser qu’il est entrain de caresser les cuisses de ma femme qui ne réagit que par à-coups maladroits en le repoussant timidement. Je fais le mec bourré et je lui dis que nous allons rentrer. Le mec, pas démonté nous lance:- “Je vous raccompagne !” et il se lève. J’aide ma femme à se relever, le gros gueule un “salut Gilbert, bonne nuit, je raccompagne les jeunes à leur voiture. Ne te branle pas trop ce soir” à son pote et nos sortons. Ma femme me glisse un “On rentre” étouffé, et je lui glisse un “Oui, oui ma chérie”. Il me demande où nous sommes garés, je lui réponds que nous sommes sur le parking poids lourds. Et là la phrase que j’attendais et que je n’espérais plus fuse:- “Ah bon vous êtes sur mon anadolu yakası escort parking ?” comme s’il lui appartenait, “venez je vais vos faire visiter mon camion”. Je lui réponds que je ne suis pas sûr, que nous sommes bourrés et fatigués. Il insiste en me disant que ce sera juste un petit coup d’œil, j’hésite encore et il devient presque menaçant. Nous arrivons à son camion qui n’est pas loin de ma voiture. Un gros camion. Le type me dit qu’il est transporteur indépendant, me parle de son bébé (son camion bien sûr), et nous montons à bord. Il fait monter ma femme en premier et mate son cul sans gêne. C’est comme si je n’existais pas presque. Il faut dire que la vue sur son string noir est plus que belle. Il me semble qu’il va jusqu’à lui mettre une main au cul. Je suis à la fois choqué et terriblement excité.La cabine est immense. A mon regard le mec est tout fier. Et surtout de la partie couchette. Un grand lit surélevé, un frigo, une douche, la grande classe quoi. Ou presque ! Quelques posters de nanas à poils ou en petites tenues sont affichés sur un pan de cloison. Il voit que je les regarde et me lance un “çà c’est mes petites chéries. Elles sont toutes passées dans mon lit” en rigolant. Il nous propose une boisson fraîche en nous disant qu’elle nous fera du bien. Il ferme les rideaux qui séparent la couchette du pilotage en balançant un “voilà on est tranquille là”. Nous nous asseyons sur le lit, ma femme à encore le réflexe de tirer un peu sur son haut, mais toujours maladroitement, ce qui couvre juste le haut de ses cuisses. Bourrée elle n’a même pas percutée qu’elle n’avait plus de legging. Le gros s’installe vers nous, nous buvons, discutons, pas trop ma femme, qui cuve un peu, il reluque les cuisses et les seins de ma femme, qui de ma position et de la sienne sont presque visible entièrement par transparence due à la lumière. Je fais alors semblant de ne pas être bien, et je lui dis qu’on va partir. Il me rétorque alors que je ferais bien de dormir un peu, car ce n’est pas prudent de prendre le volant dans mon état, il ajoute qu’on peut dormir dans sa couchette une heure ou deux si on le veut, et que lui dormira dans le poste de pilotage. Je lui réponds que je préfère aller somnoler dans ma voiture, mais que je veux bien que ma femme dorme un peu sur un lit plus confortable. Je ne sais pas pourquoi je dis ça, je la jette en plein dans la gueule du loup. Sarah ne réagit pas trop sur le coup, puis me bafouille un :-“on rentre mon amour ?”. Je lui réplique alors qu’elle va se reposer un peu là, et que je ne suis pas loin, que je viens la chercher dans peu de temps. Je dis au gros que je vais à ma voiture et qu’il vienne me réveiller dans une heure. D’un ton tout mielleux il m’assure que ce sera fait, et sort une couverture pour ma femme. Ma femme me demande un bisou, me redemande de venir la chercher vite. Michel le camionneur rigole et dit « ne t’inquiète pas je vais pas te faire de mal ». Je fais deux pas, tire le rideau, regarde le gros qui fait mine de déplier la couverture, mon épouse me regarde tristement, les yeux embués par l’alcool. J’hésite presque à tout arrêter et partir avec elle, je dis au gros que je claque la porte. Celui ci me répond:-“Pas de soucis je la bloquerai en me couchant”, et finalement je referme le rideau, me glisse vers la porte passager, et fait mine à mon tour de partir, l’ouvrant et la claquant quelques secondes après. Je ne bouge pas pendant quelques instants tout en craignant que le gros ne surgisse de la couchette. J’ai le sang qui bouillonne au niveau de mon visage, les jambes qui flagellent un peu. J’attends. Rien. Je me rapproche de l’ouverture des rideaux, et les écartent un peu…

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The Trip: Chapter Six“This isn’t the way to the cabin?” I enquired“We have a little business to take care of first” Joe Replied.After all the activities I’d been through so far, working a shift at the bar had seemed almost as good as a holiday, but now I was tired and just wanted to get some sleep, but I knew enough not to vocalise my protest.We arrived at a non-descript building as Joe led me through the door and up the stairs, where we were met by Kate.“Oh good you’re here, welcome to my studio” Kate beamed“looks like a nice set up” I offered“I prefer to shoot outdoors, but sometimes it’s nice to be able to have a more controlled environment.She led me through the door to a studio, it was set up for a photo-shoot, lighting rigs, tripods, and equipment everywhere and in the middle of the room was a large dining room table, set up with chairs and a few objects of furniture to look like an period English dining room.“Here honey, you’d better slip this on”She walked to a clothing rack and selected a French maids outfit, which she handed to me.I quickly got dressed, black fishnet stockings, black basque, and heels, all set off by the maids outfit, Kate fixed my hair and accessories and spruced up my make-up as she explained what she wanted.“It’s a pretty easy one tonight, just some work for a website I’m in the process of setting up with Joe and Chris, should be able to make some decent money out of it, but we need content, and that’s where you come in”For the next hour or so I took direction from Kate, doing various poses around the set, as she took a barrage of pictures, as I tried to look as sexy as possible, I enjoyed it a lot and this was fast becoming the best day of the entire trip so far, we took a little break and Joe and Chris anadolu yakası escort started setting up the video equipment.“Right, now we should be ready to begin the main event, I’ve asked a few friends to join us for the next bit.”I had no preparation or direction for what was to come next. Kate recorded the mixture of terror and resignation on my pretty face as her friends came into the studio. Not one of them stood less than six foot three nor weighed under two hundred fifty pounds and there was no doubt as to why they were here. They had been drinking and they were loud and aggressive and they wasted no time completely dominating the terrified sissy in the maids outfit. Within seconds I found myself nervously pulling down a zipper, even while my panties were being yanked down over my hips. In short order I found myself on all fours in the middle of the table, whilst a large black man climbed onto the table behind me, he began probing my little white bottom with a long, erect cock. At the same time, I was holding a second black cock lightly between my fingers and licking delicately its fat, wet, dark purple head. ??They were laughing now, as they manhandled me, comments were flying back and forth about what a good little bitch I was. There was very little subtlety in their approach. They didn’t tease me or humiliate me so much as treat me entirely as an object for their sexual satisfaction. I had often heard the term “sex-object,” of course, but never had I fully realized what being a “sex-object” really meant—or what it felt like.Chris moved in for a close-up of the black cock now pushing in and out of my ass. Even he seemed somewhat surprised at how easily the monstrous rod of black flesh had slipped inside my pert anadolu yakası escort little ass. When the man in my mouth started cumming, Joe stepped in to stick his camera in my face to focus on the semen escaping from my painted lips, he caught it as it spilled down my chin and through my feminized fingers as I continued to pump the man into my mouth. One of the men not currently inside me couldn’t wait and had began jerking himself off. Now he bucked his hips, spurting his load all over my hair. The man in my ass came, his semen spilling out and soaking the tops of my stockings. He grabbed me by the waist and passed me to the man who’d been impatiently waiting his turn. I was quickly flipped onto my back, legs thrown over a new man’s shoulders, and fucked with my feet waving helplessly in the air, causing one of my shoes to come loose and fall to the floor.Meanwhile, my mouth was once again filled with another cock while yet another spurted its hot sticky load all over my soft belly.??I found myself coaxing a black cock to yet another monstrous erection with my soft hands, licking and kissing it, while he was soon back on his knees. sucking again, taking it up the ass, giving handjobs, and, after my other shoe had been pulled off, even frigging one cock under my soft stocking foot. The sensation of hot semen spilling over my stocking clad feet was indescribably wonderful. my own penis, which Kate had been demurely tied back with a white satin ribbon, strained to achieve an erect state. I wanted desperately to free it, or better still, to have one of my assaulters free it for me. Instead, I managed an orgasm the usual way: a long slow leakage that never seemed to properly end, but kept building and ebbing, building and anadolu yakası escort ebbing. I felt it building now, and at the same time my sphincter massaged the 10-inch hose in my ass so that the man attached to it grunted and cursed his satisfaction as yet another load of cum was squirted inside my little bum.??Someone was holding me up now, one enormous muscular arm with tattoos wrapped around his narrow waist, lifting my body clear off the floor, my legs dangling, and I was being told by Kate to look into the camera. I mustn’t have obeyed fast enough because I felt a hand in my hair lifting my cum-drenched face towards the black lens which was zeroed right in on my dazed, rapturous expression. The man holding me growled something about me being a dirty little bitch, a cocksucking slut, but they hadn’t hurt me, and I knew they wouldn’t. I wasn’t a threat to anyone. I was just a submissive, helpless pleasure whore. Was there a cock still inside me? ??”Smile honey,” someone said.I did my best to manage a grin, before the man who was holding me placed me back on the table, there were pools of semen coating its surface.“you should know what to do by now” Kate interjectedI began to lick and slurp the pools of cum, doing my best to clean the table“And that’s a wrap people” Kate shouted.The room burst into spontaneous applause, as I slid off the table feeling a trickle of cum escaping my cheeks and dribbling down the back of my legs.“You were great honey” Kate offered “We are going to make a star out of you, you are such a natural at this stuff”I took it as a compliment, although I’m not sure it actually felt like one, Kate directed me to a room at the back of the studio where I was able to get cleaned up whilst she discussed some business with Joe and Chris.Chris walked over to me“Are you alright with all this?” he enquired“It’s not like I have much of a choice” I repliedhe paused for a minute staring right through me like he was trying to read something from my demeanor.“Kara baby, there’s always a choice”

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j etais bi et j aimais etre avec des hommes depuis quelques temps deja passant de quelques fellations occasionelles a la sodomie et a rechercher pour çadonc on parla de tout et de rien pendant un long moment , grignotant ,riant , l alcool aidant j etais tres detendu , et mes regards aller souvent sur andrè et ça me donner des frissons dans le bas ventre ; vers 23 je dit que j allais prendre la douche au bloc sanitaire car il fallait absolument que je me branle en vèritè , je pris donc congè j attrapais mon savon et ma serviette dans ma tente , je repassais devant les voisins en leur souriant et ils me le rendirent le bloc sanitaire etait vide , j enlevais mon tee shirt et caleçon , j accrochais ma serviette a l exterieur d une douche et rentrais dans le compartiment , il n y avait pas de porte juste un rideau et des pans sur les cotès , je laissais couler l eau sur moi les mains appuyèes au mur mon rideau s entrouvit je tournais la tete , c etait andrè qui me regardait ce qui m excita direct et commença a faire dresser ma bitehumm tu es joli tout mouillè mon mignon dit il je rougis et me retournè ma queue a demi dressèe merci andrè dis je avec des vibrations dans la voixmon regard le parcourait et je remarquais qu il n avait qu un string dont sa queue commençait a sortir , il entra en souriant , m attrapant par la nuque pour m embasser , j acceuillais sa langue goulument et pes mains libererent son sexe qui etait tout droit maintenant_-oui c est bien dit il j ai vu tes regards tout a l heure , tu aimes les garçons- je repondis dans un souffle que ouises mains etaient sur mes fesses et les caressaient , puis il m appuya sur les epaules et je me retrouvais a genoux devant lui son sexe d une belle taille et noueux ou les gouttes s ecrasaient , je le pris dans ma bouche et je commençais a le sucer avec passion , faisant courir ma langue sur karşıyaka escort sa tige , ses couilles , son glendau bout d un moment il me prit la tete pour bien me la mettre et commença des longs va et vient , me baisant la bouche jusqu au fond me faisant hocqueter – humm c est bon ma chèrie tu suces comme une bonne salope et tu aimes ça petite pute – ho oui j aime ça en sortant son gland de ma bouche , je le regardais avec du desir plein les yeux et le repris en bouche il arreta l eau , me releva et m embrassa avec force me plaquant au mur , une main main me tirant sur les teons l autre caressant ma queue-tu veux etre mienne dis moi lança t il- oui oui repondis je d une petite voix- alors on va retourner a la tente ,rejoindre michel , lui aussi il aime les garçons – d accord on sortit de la douche , et une fois sec andrè remis son string en place mais il pris aussi mes affaires et je retournais la tente nu ,-ne t inquietes pas c est le coin des homos ou on se trouve pendant que l on marchait sous un faible èclairage les doigts d une de ses mains s amusait a me caresser la rondelle qui s irradiait de chaleur ,a mi chemin je m arretais pour l embrasser tout excitè , il en profita pour m enfonçait un doigt que j acceuillis en gemissant allant meme a sa rencontre , oubliant que l on etait sur le chemin on arriva enfin a leur tente michel etait encore dehors il fumait , je me retrouvais devant lui bandant a fond , et andrè qui recommençait me doigter , il jeta sa cigarette et approcha sa bouche de ma queue qu il goba , sa bouche etait chaude et sa langue toute mouillèe , je gemis de plaisir , andrè avait rajoutè un doigt de plus et je me cambrai pour mieux les accueuillir , au bout de 5 min on entra tous les 3 dans leur tente et l a c est moi qui prit la queue de michel dans la bouche , il etait tres tres bien montè dans les 23 cm et une belle largeurandrè m avait passer du gel sur mon petit trou et le travaillait y mettant jusqu a 4 doigts ce qui me fit lacher des petits crismichel se retira , attrapa un appareil photo et pris des clichès du travail d andrè , les coups de flash illuminant la tente j etais a 4 pattes , le cul bien ecartèje vais t enculer bien profond ma petite salope dit andrè et michel il va faire plein de photos pendant qu on te baiseje sentis sa queue a l entrèe de ma grotte et il s enfonça d un coup ce qui me fit crier et un peu mal mais la douleur fit vite la place au plaisir michel faisait plein de clics et de temps en temps me redonner sa bite , andrè me pillonait ou de moi meme je faisait coulisser mon cul sur sa bite , me caressant en meme temps , il me mit sur les dos les jambes sur ses epaules , et je passais mes mains sur son torse velu pendant qu il m enculait bien profond en me calquant un epu les fessesmichel vint au dessus de moi et me presenta son anus que je buca escort commençait a lecher et iul alterna avec sa queueandrè s arreta j etais pantelant sa bite plantèe en moi-humm je vais bientot jouir , tu es vraiment une bonne petite puteils echangerent leur place avec michel qui me remis a 4 pattes , andrè me mis sa bite direct dans la bouche toute luisante de mon jus de cul et commen ça a me baiserje sentis la grosse bite de michel se frayer un chemin dans mes reins , je sentis la difference et je gemis encore plus fort , il a sorti et la rerentra plusieurs fois et andrè me mettait de grosses gifles sur mes fesses et les ecartait en me baisant la bouche , avec michel il s embrassait au dessus de moi michel lacha l appareil et je sentis ses mains sur mes hanches et il s enfonça au plus profond , andrè commençait a grogner , il me tint la tete par les cheveux et jouit des jets chauds dans ma bouche et finit sur mon visage , les ruades de michels declencherent des montèes de plaisir intense et je criai de plaisir oubliant que j etais dans une tente – vas y , vas y baises moi comme une chienne a fond , je veux ton jus aussi d une voix imploranteandrè me prenait de nouveau en photo le visage maculè de son sperme et marquè par le plaisirmichel commença a s emballer dans mon cul , je me caressais et ma jouissance arriva qui me fit criais encore de plaisir ,je lachais beaucoup de sperme sur le drap et je le lechais direct, michel se retira m attrapa par les cheveux pour amener ma tete vers sa queue et il se vida directement j eu juste le temps de le gober pour recuperer sa pulpe , j etais couvert du jus de mes 2 voisins qui m avaient bien baisèes , ils souriaient en me regardant-je crois qu on a notre petite salope pour les vacances dit andrè -ho oui repondis michel en prenant les dernieres phototsje finis de bien leur nettoyer la bite a petits coup de langue comme une bonne salope que j aimais etreje pris a serviette et je repartis vers la douche la tete embuèe de plaisir et encore nu , j avais du sperme sur le visage et les cheveux et mon cul coulait un peu de gel et de mouilleun bruit me fit me retournè , un homme arrivait a ma hauteur , il m apostropha dans ce qui semblait etre de l allemand en riant et regardant mon cul , on arriva tous les deux aux douches et a la lumieres je vis que son maillot etait bien tendue , c etait un des voisins qui nous avait entendu ou tout du moins moi , il s avança vers moi , il etait grand et bien bedonnant mais je lui souris et ouvris une douche ou je l invitais du regard a me suivre , il enleva son maillot rentra , son sexe tressautait , il me retourna direct presenta sa bite a mon cul et commença a la rentrer et je fis tout l aider , , il me disait des mots dans sa langue mais je ne comprenais pas et ça m excitais encore plus et je ma gitait autour de sa queue, izmir escort bayan il ne mit pas longtemps a venir et il se deversa directement en moi en ralant et partit de suite j ouvris l eau et je pus enfin prendre une doucheje suis restè 15 jours au camping dont une semaine avec andrè et michel , on a baisè comme des fous et suite a notre premiere nuit beaucoup de voisins ont voulu m att****r ce que je leur ai laissè faire avec plaisirquelques jours apres je remerciais le placier pour l emplacement , il sourit et pensait avoir fait le bon choix car il connaissait mes voisins et qu il avait des photos de moi je rougisviens verifier si tu veux lança t ilje le suivis a son bungalow il s appelait majid avait 40 ans il etait marocain un visage dur dans les 1m80on arriva chez lui , il ouvrit un tiroir et en sortit des photos , c etait bien moi avec mes voisins durant nos ebats de la semaine passèe , je regardais et vis d autres photos ou j etais avec d autres hommes du camping dont une ou je me faisait defoncè dans la colline , un endroit ou on pensait etre cachè-celle ci c est moi qui les ai prises dit majid en passant une mains sur mon cul-j ai beaucoup aimè celles de michel alors quand je te voyais avec quelqu un je te suivais cette declaration m excita et mon cul bougeait sur sa main , il me poussa vers une porte , c etait la chambre , il se mit nu et moi aussi un long membre apparu -allez suces moije me mis a genoux et je commencçais a le sucer ce qui le fit durcir tres vite il etait plus long que celui de michel mais plus fin , il m arreta et alla s allonger sur le lit , je le rejoignis me remettant a l ouvrage, j aimè le gout de sa bite une de ses mains me malaxait les fesses et je les tournais vers lui, il m enfonça des doigts humides ,bien profonds et je jappais je suçis bien de ses couilles au gland et je lui deposait plein de salive avant de passer au dessus de lui , d une main je presentais sa bite a l entrèe de ma chatte et je commencais a descendre doucement, je le sentais bien me remplir et on s embrasser a pleine boucheje finis de m empaler sur lui et je restai un moment sans bouger , avant de monter et descendre doucement mon anus s ouvrant au mieux de plus en plus ,je me pinçais les tetons , embrassais majid-tu sais j adore les arabes dit je- je vois ça dit il en souriant tu es une belle salope-oui et tu vas bien la baiser ta salope bien a fond , j aime ça dis je tout en bougeant sur sa queue_ t inquiete les putes comme toi je les nique a fond et il se redressa pour me mettre sur le dos en prenant mes chevilles , il m ecarta les jambes et se remit en moi pour imprimer son rythme , il m encula comme ça un long moment et me fit jouir du cul , abondament -je vais jouir dans ta bouche dit il j acquiessait et le prit dans ma bouche et je but son foutre entierement-rhabilles toi pute et barres toi quand je voudrais te baiser je te fais signeje fis comme demander et partisil vint plusieurs fois me voir et des fois accompagnè , en clair j etais la bonne salope du camping tres ouverte qui disait toujours ouije suis rentrè de vacances j avais un peu mal au cul mais ça avait ètè tres bon

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Le petit zizi de mon mari 2Le soir à la maison, Karim ne m’a pas reconnue tout de suite, transformée physiquement et mentalement. – C’est toi Nadia ? D’où sors-tu ainsi grimée ?- Aujourd’hui, je suis allée à l’hyper marché et je me suis acheté du maquillage, je ne te plais pas ?- On dirait une pute !- C’est ce que je suis devenue mon cher, je me suis fait ramoner la moule par un super mâle !- Arrête de parler comme ça, tu ne sais pas ce que tu dis, tu es ivre ?- Et ça ? C’est quoi ?J’ai relevé ma jupe, j’ai gardé sur moi mon string neuf, amidonné de foutre séché.- Viens toucher et sentir ma chatte si tu ne me crois pas !Tremblant des pieds à la tête, il avance une main entre mes cuisses, j’écarte ma culotte pour lui montrer l’état de ma chatte – Vas-y, enfonce un ou deux doigts, y a de la place maintenant que je me suis fait bourriquer par un véritable âne ! – Salope, tu as fait ça ? Qui c’est ?- Ta vas faire sa connaissance ce soir, car je le refais ici même, devant toi ! Toutes ces années, tu m’as menti sur le plaisir que pouvait espérer une femme avec ta petite saucisse ! Mon amant va arriver d’une minute à l’autre, je vais me préparer et je te conseille de ne pas te défiler !Robe courte et mini slip, c’est ainsi que j’attends mon « mec » qui arrive à l’heure, trop heureux de la bonne aubaine.- Alors, c’est lui le mari à la petite bite ? – Qui êtes-vous pour me parler ainsi ?- Je suis celui qui va baiser ta femme ! Mais avant, montre-moi ta pine que je vérifie si ta femme ne m’a pas menti karşıyaka escort !- Allez Karim, obéis avant qu’il ne se fâche ! Ensuite, tu me déshabilleras pour m’offrir à mon amant !- Houlalala ! C’est pire qu’à quoi je m’attendais ! Regarde la mienne, même quand je ne bande pas, elle fait le triple de la tienne mon pauvre vieux !- Karim, demande à monsieur s’il veut bien me baiser ! Dépêche-toi sinon je repars illico avec lui !- Monsieur, voulez-vous baiser ma femme devant moi avec votre grosse queue ? Regardez sa poitrine et ses cuisses, elle est belle, n’est-ce pas ? Je lui retire sa culotte ? Elle mouille pour vous ! Avec moi, Nadia n’a jamais réagi comme ça ! – Parce que tu n’as jamais été capable de la baiser comme je vais le faire ! Mais avant, je vais lui bouffer la chatte, chose que tu ne lui as jamais faite, assied-toi sur cette chaise et admire le travail !Posée sur le coin de la table, cuisses ouvertes, son amant s’approche entièrement à poil pendant que mon cocu regarde cette verge énorme qui se balance de droite à gauche. Je me laisse tomber en arrière afin qu’il puisse fourrer sa langue profondément dans ma vulve trempée, il me lape bruyamment, je réponds en geignant. Mon mari se lève pour voir de plus près comment il s’y prend, mon clitoris est aspiré, des doigts pénètrent vigoureusement mon vagin, je jouis en hurlant si fort que mon cocu prend peur !- Vous êtes fou ? Lâchez- là, vous lui faites mal !- C’est le mal que tu aurais dû lui faire depuis buca escort des années ! Maintenant, elle va me sucer le poireau et avaler mon foutre ! – Mais ce n’est pas sain ! – C’est bon pour le teint ! Suce-moi salope !- Soyez poli, ma femme n’est pas une salope !- Comment appelles-tu une nana qui offre son cul à un inconnu dans un parking ? Et puis, ta gueule à la fin ! HOOOO, je vais décharger !!!Avec application, j’avale la purée de cet homme jusqu’à la dernière goutte et, fixant mon cocu dans les yeux, je me pourlèche les lèvres :- Tu veux m’embrasser chéri ?- N’y pense même pas ! – Alors mon amant va me bourrer la moule ! – Finalement ma chérie, c’est vrai, tu es une grosse salope !- Tu n’as qu’à t’en prendre à toi : Regarde de bien près, tu vas voir ma chatte absorber son gros zob !- En même temps, je vais préparer le cul de votre femme au cas où…- Vous n’allez quand même pas la sodomiser ?- Je vais me gêner ! Partout où il y a un pucelage à prendre, JE suis là ! – Vous n’êtes qu’un porc, finissons-en, baisez-la !Mon baiseur plonge deux doigts dans mon vagin, mon mari a un début d’érection lorsqu’il entend les bruits mouillés, j’en rajoute en braillant comme une biche blessée : – Baise-moi bien ! Baise-moi !!!!! – Patience ma belle, laisse ton mari petite bite se repaître de ce qu’il n’a jamais pu faire à ta moule !- J’avoue que je n’ai jamais pu la tripoter comme ça avec mes doigts courts !- Petits doigts, petite bite, quelle lopette ! Regardez, je prends mon izmir escort bayan zob d’une main et, avec l’autre, je lui ouvre la vulve ! – Laissez monsieur ! C’est moi qui vais écarter ses lèvres ! Enfoncez-lui votre trique comme elle le désire, je suis résigné, faites-la hurler de joie ! Je vais me masturber, ensuite c’est juré, je lui nettoierai le vagin avec ma langue ! – À la bonne heure ! Regardez mon gland repousser ses petites lèvres …. Ça force… ha, quel pied ! Cette salope contracte ses muscles sur ma hampe pour me faire décharger plus vite !- Défoncez-la ! – Je lui mets jusqu’aux couilles, j’étire son vagin autant en largeur qu’en profondeur, elle est vachement bonne votre femme !- Je suis heureux qu’elle vous plaise. Je ne reviens pas de la volte-face de mon mari, il semble prêt à accepter cet homme en tant qu’amant officiel de sa femme, je me projette en avant sans aucune pudeur à la rencontre de ce gros zob qui me fait tant de bien. Il a du mal à me tenir dans son angle de tir ; aussi, il se contente de se maintenir entre mes cuisses, en évitant que sa queue soit repoussée hors de ma moule en furie. Karim n’en croit pas ses yeux : il se masturbe avec deux doigts en attendant visiblement que ma chatte se remplisse de foutre. Dans un effort surhumain, mon amant me colle à lui, sa queue projette violemment le sperme sur mes muqueuses, déclenchant une hystérie en moi, je braille, je pisse, je jouis ….- Vite ! Retirez-vous ! Je veux déguster votre sperme encore chaud qui sort de son ventre !Mon mari cocu a dégusté avec application le savonneux mélange de nos jus mêlés, je lui maintiens la bouche sur ma fente. Pour la première fois de notre union, il m’a fait jouir avec sa langue, il a hurlé de joie tandis que son zizi évacue quelques gouttes de sperme.FIN.

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Telle mère telle fille …Gabrielle pense être une bonne mère. Autant que l’on peut l’être qu’en on élève sa fille toute seule. Sa fille Camille, âgée aujourd’hui de 18 ans, avec les nombreux conflits que cela comporte, même si Camille est une jeune fille qui ne lui cause aucun tracas. Au contraire, elle et très proche d’elle, affectueuse et respectueuse des valeurs que lui inculque sa maman..Au fil du temps qui passe, Gabrielle la voit s’épanouir et devenir une belle jeune fille. Rousse, grande, mince tout comme elle à son âge. Des seins qui prennent du volume, à tel point qu’il faut qu’elle lui change de taille de soutien-gorge tous les trois mois. Camille ne lui cache rien, du moins c’est ce qu’elle pense, car elle se confie sur tout ; même quand il s’agit de ses “petits copains” elle en parle sans complexe tout en restant pudique.À la maison, elles n’ont également aucun souci sur leur nudité qui n’est pas un tabou. Mais si cela continue a ne poser aucun embarras à Camille qui dégage une telle sensualité, par contre pour Gabrielle, avec le temps, une gêne s’installe. Surtout quand Camille vêtu seulement d’ un soutien – gorge et d’une culotte vient dans ses bras, comme quand elle était petite, pour quémander un câlin affectueux en appuyant ses seins contre les siens. Dans ces moments-là, Gabrielle ne peut s’empêcher de caresser son dos et ses cheveux et un trouble coupable l’assaille qui la fait devenir moite, surtout quand Camille termine son câlin par un léger baiser, chaste, sur sa bouche en noyant ses yeux verts dans les siens.C’est parce qu’elle s’est découverte lesbienne, pratiquement au début de son mariage, lors d’un colloque professionnel, que Gabrielle s’est séparée de son mari. En tant que mère célibataire, elle a fait le choix de ne pas parler à Camille de sa préférence sexuelle et de ne pas s’afficher devant elle, avec une amante, pour ne pas risquer de la perturber, ou plus, la traumatiser avec ces liaisons que l’on nomme coupable.Tenant encore aujourd’hui cette ligne de conduite malgré les questions de sa fille s’étonnant de ne la voir jamais en galante compagnie, ni jamais ramenée un homme à la maison ou simplement découcher pour son plaisir …Jusqu’à ce dimanche après-midi qui a changé la vision de Gabrielle sur sa fille …Camille vient de partir rapidement suite à un appel téléphonique de sa meilleure amie, oubliant de fermer son ordinateur portable posé sur la table basse du séjour.Quand Gabrielle s’aperçoit qu’il est resté allumé dans la précipitation du départ, elle s’assied sur le canapé pour l’éteindre, mais retient son geste, intriguée par un dossier photos intitulé : “soirée karşıyaka escort pyjama chez Odile” …Gabrielle se rappelle de cette soirée, il y a déjà trois mois. Elle se rappelle que le lendemain, elle l’avait trouvé bien défaite et fatiguée.Surprenant toutefois que sa fille ne lui est pas faite partager ce fichier, elle qui ne manque jamais de lui montrer les photos qu’elle fait. À la réflexion, elle se dit qu’il doit très personnel et qu’elle n’a pas à l’ouvrir. Mais sa curiosité féminine est plus forte que sa raison. Et de plus, pense-t-elle pour étouffer ce sentiment de culpabilité qui l’étreint : elle n’en saura rien …Alors sans plus hésiter une seule seconde, elle clique sur l’icône du dossier … Qui s’ouvre ..Dès les premières vignettes, elle ressent un frisson irrépressible qui fait tomber les dernières barrières de lucidité qu’il lui reste pour fermer l’ordi et ne pas rentrer dans l’intimité de sa fille.Mécaniquement, son cœur s’emballe, son corps s’enflamme. Car la mosaïque qui s’offre à ses yeux est très suggestive et met sa fille dans un contexte sexuel qu’elle était loin d’imaginer. Même si de sa chambre, les nuits ou Odile sa meilleure amie, venait quand elles étaient plus petites dormir à la maison. Gabrielle entendait provenant de la chambre de sa fille, des gémissements assourdis, très suggestifs, qui aurai dû l’alerter. Mais elle ne voyait pas le mal, laissant faire, mettant cela sur la découverte du plaisir du corps par un jeu de “touche-nénés et / ou touche-pipi” avec peut être une masturbation mutuelle entre deux adolescentes très proches, comme là encore, elle l’avait expérimenté à son âge …Pas une relation sexuelle comme celle qu’elle découvre à cet instant et qui éveille chez elle une excitation qu’elle sait malsaine, proche d’un fantasme i****tueux qu’elle n’arrive pas à chasser.Alors malgré la honte qui l’assaille, elle clique sur la première image et fait option plein écran …Ses tétons durcissent en un éclair, tout son bas-ventre se contracte quand elle voit les trois filles nues : Odile, assise entre Laure et Julie -Deux copines que Gabrielle connait bien pour les voir de temps en temps à la maison- sourient l’ air détendu et une lueur polissonne dans les yeux qui invite à la débauche celle qui tient l’appareil, certainement Camille, puisque elle n’apparait pas sur la photo.Le regard de Gabrielle, scrutateur, passe des gros seins aux aréoles gonflés de Julie, aux petits seins d’Odile aux tétons longs et durs, qu’elle compare a la poitrine pleine et ferme de Laure.Instinctivement, Gabrielle a libéré les siens de sa robe très échancrée buca escort et sous laquelle elle ne porte pas de soutien-gorge et tire sur les tétons épais, laissant échapper un doux soupir qu’en elle remarque chacune des mains d’Odile a l’intérieur des cuisses, tout prés des buissons duveteux qui recouvre les jeunes chattes de ses deux copines.Haletante, d’une main tremblante, elle clique sur la deuxième et gémit quand la photo apparait en gros plan et montre Odile fourrageant de chaque main dans les vulves baveuses des deux jeunes filles qui sont bouche ouverte et yeux fermés sous les caresses saphiques décuplées, c’est visible, par le fait de s exhiber devant l’objectif et à celle qui est derrière; et qui peut être se caresse d’une main, toute excitée par ce qu’elle voit et photographie.Sur la suivante, Odile, les jambes écartées, s’offre à son tour à ses deux copines. On y voit Laure les mains délicatement placées sur les lèvres de la chatte, révélant un con brillant de plaisir et le clitoris bandé. Pendant que Julie s’occupe des seins tout en embrasant pleine bouche Laure.Les yeux rivés sur le cliché, la respiration de plus en plus difficile, Gabrielle remonte sa robe et sa main gauche vient frotter sa fente sur la culotte qui s’humidifie de sa cyprine.Quand elle découvre la quatrième photo, son esprit est sous le choc et son excitation monte de plusieurs crans.Sur le tapis, Julie, allongée sur le dos, est en train de se faire lécher la chatte par Odile tandis qu’elle mange celle de Laure, accroupie sur sa bouche en pressant ses nichons … Gabrielle, surexcitée, mouille abondamment, gémit en faisant voler sa robe par-dessus ses épaules, enlève sa culotte, et jambes écartées, frotte, presse son minou entièrement rasé plus qu’elle ne le caresse tout en se parlant à elle-même :Oh putain ! … Les filles … Vous allez me faire jouir … !Elle agrandit l’image. Devant la photo luxurieuse qui emplit l’écran, pousse deux doigts dans sa vulve ouverte, trempe et masse son clito de l’autre main après l’avoir enduit de mouille. La photo qui suit lui arrache un râle de jouissance … C’est un gros plan sur la vulve de Julie et qui montre la langue d’Odile posée sur son bouton avec deux de ses doigts qui pénètre ce sexe béant et visqueux … Gabrielle possédée par une envie qu’elle ne contrôle plus, imprègne son subconscient de cette image avant de cliquer sur la photo suivante tout en suçant ses doigts mouillés … Odile à maintenant en plus des deux doigte enfournés dans le vagin, le pouce sur le clito et le majeur de l’autre main dans l’anus de Julie pendant que celle-ci branle Laure en izmir escort bayan lui suçant un sein.À la vue de cette scène surréaliste, elle perd tout repère, et glapit :Oh putain ! Je suis chaude bouillante ! … Je vais venir ! …Son subconscient, aiguillonné par ces images, toutes plus luxurieuses les unes que les autres, la poussent à exprimer sa jouissance. Alors Gabrielle, pour calmer le feu qui consume son intimité, démarre le diaporama. Puis s’installe, cuisses ouvertes, le bassin au bord du canapé, mouillée comme jamais, pour s’occuper d’elle, embrasée par les clichés sardanapalesques qui défilent devant elle …Les doigts d’une main jouent avec ses tétons dressés. Pendant que l’autre descend lentement le long de son corps, caresse le ventre, s’attarde sur le nombril. Gabrielle pousse un gémissement quand elle touche son sexe. Puis caresse sa fente avant d’écarter les lèvres de ce fruit juteux. Et quand son index et son majeur taquinent son orifice, s’imbibant de son excitation, son bassin va à l’encontre de ses doigts…D’un seul coup, les photos qui défilent sur l’ordi n’ont plus d’importance. Elle s’abandonne en chouinant; les yeux fermés, la bouche ouverte. Se guidant d’après ses réactions, les jambes engourdies par les frémissements qu’elle crée lorsque son pouce stimule son clitoris pendant que les deux doigts entrent et sortent de son ventre détrempé en lui arrachant a chaque poussée un râle de plaisir.Ses hanches ondulent, sa tête tombe vers l’avant en une exaltation. Gabrielle laisse le plaisir envahir son corps … Entièrement.Transcender par cette jouissance qui la submerge, elle se raidit de plus belle quand elle intensifie ses assauts. Ses plaintes de plaisir sont maintenant une litanie sans fin. Un rictus anime et déforme son visage au moment où elle sent une jouissance incommensurable monter en elle …Sa respiration s’accélère, au point de ne plus être contrôlable, son bassin s’enflamme, ses jambes se mettent à trembler, son corps se cambre … Un long souffle déserte ses poumons ; puis un long râle, au moment ou l’orgasme explose en elle, la laissant tremblante, pantelante, agonisante …Un nouveau frisson de bonheur la parcourt quand encore hagarde, elle retire ses doigts. Qu’ elle lèche pour gouter son plaisir tout en revenant sur l’écran et apercevoir sur le diaporama sa fille en scène avec Laure et Julie. Pas ça ! tu ne vas pas mater ta fille ! S’écrie-t-elle intérieurement ; et instantanément, sous l’emprise de cette honte qu’elle vit comme un i****te, Gabrielle ferme le dossier … Puis efface l’historique de son passage avant d’éteindre et fermer l’ordinateur …Affaler nue sur le canapé, une main sur son sexe poisseux, perdue dans des pensées culpabilisantes, elle se dit que “les chattes ne font pas des chiens” ; que le temps du silence est passé et qu’il est grand temps d’avoir une discussion d’adulte avec Camille quand elle rentrera …

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Model SlutCarol worked as a machinist sewing piece meal items for dresses and blouses. One day her supervisor asked her to report to the design department she had been selected to model some blouses for a client.”Um Sir am I getting paid to this as I only get paid for the pieces I sew” asked the 30 something housewife. Worried about what her husband would say.”Yes Carol. A extra $20 for this. Please remove your clothes” Mr Hand stated matter of fact.Carol was Maori, 32, thick long wavy hair, big luscious breasts, small waist, curvy hips, great ass and long legs. Standing her tired and worn bra and knickers she put on the paisley purple and green blouse. She noticed her boss watching as she buttoned up the blouse. Her big breasts strained against the buttons. The buyer was a young man from a clothing store he was ogling Carol’s black pubic hair that grew out the sides of her panty line. “Carol could you walk towards Mr Simcock then turn around” Carol followed the instructions her knickers had holes in the fabric in some key places. “Carol could I have a closer look” Mr Simcock asked. He indicated for her to bend over so he could examine the fabric and sewing. Mr Hand sat on the edge of his desk enjoying the view of Carol from behind a bulge growing in his trousers. Mr Simcock smiled at Carol as he placed his hand on her breast, caressing the fabric, Carol’s nipple got hard her pussy was moist. Standing in front of two men practically naked was turning her on. “Carol could you take that off and hand it to Mr Simcock” “Yes Sir” Carol said. Unbuttoning the blouse her bra suddenly opened at the front the clasp had broken. karşıyaka escort Calmly Carol removed the blouse handed the item to Mr Simcock. Removed her bra then put on the next blouse a orange and yellow paisley jacket which came down covering her knickers. Just. When Carol walked up to Mr Simcock he reached out and held the hem of the jacket near her pussy. He shaped his hand in such a way that the back of his hand rubbed against Carol’s moistening cunt. She felt like a tramp strutting around Mr Hand’s office in a jacket that showed a lot of her cleavage. When she bent over her left tit came free and was near his mouth.Carol turned around and she felt Mr Simcock’s hand between her legs a finger had found it’s way through a hole and rubbed the skin between her pussy and her asshole. Carol moved away and his finger caught the flimsy fabric making the hole bigger.Carol’s nipples were now firm and stubby. Her pussy was dripping wet. Her mind was thinking all sorts of sexy naught things that a single girl could do. Not her though she was married 3 k**s at primary school with a mortgage. Her boss Mr Hand gestured that the lapels on the jacket should be altered. He slipped his hand inside the jacket adjusting the taut fabric the back of his hand arousing the firm stubby nipple further. After making the adjustment he turned her around to face Mr Simcock.”What do you think ?” Mr Hand put three fingers in the hole in her knickers. Carol spread her legs to accommodate the fingers that now penetrated her dripping pussy. “Well I’m in two minds” Mr Simcock replied as he crossed his legs. The bulge in buca escort his trousers obvious as it strained against the fabric.Mr Hand now stood behind the tall young mother of 3 pumping his fingers in and out. He reached around and fumbled with a button.”Let me do that” Carol said quietly her hands undid the buttons and opened the jacket revealing her big brown tits with hard nipples, and with legs spread Mr Hand’s hand fucking her dripping wet pussy. “Carol here’s a bonus” Mr Hand now had his stubby cock out and wanted to fuck her big brown sweating butt. Her knickers were down at mid thigh. Mr Simcock had moved to suckle on a nipple. The two men were gonna fuck her. She felt the stubby fat cock jab at her pussy lips. It took him a few strokes to get the swollen member in her loose cunt. Her hand groped Mr Simcocks aroused shaft. He was thick and long. Her hand unzipped his pants and pulled the desired phalanx out in to daylight. God it’s huge she thought. After only a few strokes she felt the old man cum in her pussy. She moved away and bent over the desk.”Oh Mr Simcock !” Carol whimpered as he spanked her butt”Your a naughty model” he spanked her big brown ass again.”What are you?””I’m your naughty model””What do you want?””Your big cock in my cunt. Your big balls slapping against my ass. “Mr Simcock moved behind Carol his hand on his shaft steering the head along Carol’s wet pussy lips back and forth teasing the Maori slut model wife. Carol wiggled her butt and pushed back. “This wanton brown slutty wife wants your big cock” He grabbed her love handles and began fucking her hard and fast. He izmir escort bayan wanted to pommel this brown bitch that teased him. Aroused him. Her velvet cunt squeezed and milked his cock thirty seconds later. His fucking boring frigid skinny girl friend was waiting in the car. Carol stood in the middle of the office, cum dripping from her fucked cunt, knickers mid thigh, in flat sole shoes. Her boss had 5 green folded notes in his hand he put them in her mouth.”Sit on the desk. Lie back put your legs in the air” “Yes Sir” Carol’s pussy lips were spread like a flower opens in the sun. Cum dripped down to her asshole. Her boss slid his stubby dick along coating it in fluids. He then rested the head on her pussy lips and thrust forward entering her cunt. The sweaty old fucker mounted her slightly overweight body and fucked her weakly for what seamed like a long time. A hand tilted her head back off the other side of the desk, a big thick circumcised head moved towards her open mouth the long shaft went down her eager throat. His hands pinched and roughly groped her breasts. Cum filled her pussy and the old fart climbed off her. The young man reached her cum filled cunt scooped some out and put those fingers roughly in her asshole. Can’t scream when you have 10″ of prime cock in your throat!”Like that don’t you slut!” Carol moved her butt toward the hand his fingers stretching her butthole. His cock pulsed as his jizz filled her belly.”Get on the floor. Ass in the air. Quickly !”Carol moved on to the floor on her hands and knees. “Too slow ” he spanked her reddening butt firmly. He forced her hands behind her back held them with one hand as he guided the head of his white cock inside this brown sluts gaping butthole. Once he had thrust his big dick inside her he grabbed her long black hair yanking her head back. He thrust hard and long in to her poop chute until he filled her butt with cum.

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80 year old man gets help from carer to wear hisI recently moved into sheltered housing after my lovely wife of 54 years marriage died a couple of years back and not really being able to cope with being alone in a 3 bedroom house by myself and just my  memories.My wife died a horrible death from cancer and I managed to be with her at the very end, although she was mostly medicated to the maximum she knew i was there and I thank her for her years of devotion and being my best friend and my only lover, I never looked at another woman, well o.k I looked but never felt the urge to stray as she fulfilled me totally in the emotional and physical sense.With my wife it really was a case of birthdays and anniversaries but we were best friends I loved her very much and that was really enough for me.Don’t get me wrong I was satisfied with my love life we came from an age that knew no different, with my wife I can’t remember the last time we did anything sexual, possibly 10 years ago was the last time she was 100% fit without illness, we had very slow careful sex  when she was Ill but that faded away as it didn’t feel right and to be honest she wasn’t the most sexually active woman in the world even on top form.I’d also got to the stage  where I needed assistance with some cooking, cleaning, etc, which to be honest with you I’ve never bothered with before  always leaving it mostly to my wife, and my flat was getting a little untidy.Thing is apart from the loneliness I’m  still very much able to raise more than a smile, i have erections a young man would be proud of, ive had loads of health problems, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, a bypass, and still the bloody thing still gets up before me in the morning.The worst thing though is  that I can’t really indulge myself in my fetish of putting a pair of tights on, I’ve always enjoyed the feel of nylon rubbing on my body, In our courting days and in the first few years into our marriage my wife always wore stockings and suspenders, then from the late 60’s tights became more fashionable because of the mini skirt fashion and she wore those right up into her late 60s early 70’s that’s when the disappointing trousers started putting in an appearance as her almost perfect young legs started to look older, and developed imperfections.I always preferred her in tights than stockings and suspenders as she had really long legs and the nylon looked liks it went on forever, actually It was my wife who introduced me to tights.I’d kept complaining about long johns sagging and falling down so i wouldnt bother and get really cold legs when I was working nights in the freezing cold, I said “Don’t be silly woman, what if I have an accident” then she told me  i was the one being silly all sorts of men wear them under their trousers to keep warm, soldiers, builders, and fisherman they just don’t advertise it, just wear a thin pair under your trousers nobody will know.So the next shift my wife handed me and showed how to put on a pair, i always marvelled at the way she poured herself into her second nylon skin, unlike her smooth ladylike movements, I was clumsy and awkward but got the hang of putting them on eventually.I was lucky not to put a hole in the pair she chose for me, it was a pair of her 20 denier tights i wore them under my trousers and they did the trick, nice toastie legs and I really enjoyed the feel off the material, also it felt a bit naughty karşıyaka escort wearing my lady’s tights in front of lots of big butch men and it made me wonder how many others wore tights to work, it was also erotic knowing that she’d actually wore the pair I was wearing and I could imagine the nylon caressing her private parts and moving with her body movements, this would always arouse me.So this became the norm and if the weather got colder I’d wear opaque tights and as it warmed up I’d wear very sheer tights, my wife commented with her pretty smile  ” are you sure you wearing tights is just about keeping warm” i laughed and I just told her i liked the feel of the material on my skin, so when it came to summer months she didnt bat an eyelid when i still wore tights under my trousers and even under shorts indoors  she didn’t even say anything if I wore when we went out or even on days off under my trousers.It really helped me relax and at 6ft and a burly manly figure it helped to get in touch with my feminine side, I never felt the need to wear any other items of ladies clothing panties, bras etc, just tights, I did try stockings but not in front of the wife, but felt I really enjoyed the feel and constriction of the nylon material caressing  my cock and balls.So as I say when my wife died I used to wear tights from her collection to feel close to her which helped with the grieving process,  also the last few years i have  ironically worn them for warmth and to help with circulation after a lady doctor winked at me and told me wearing them would help,  but as times gone on i’ve had trouble putting tights on and have had to put up with wearing long socks which just wasn’t the same.Anyway one day the young lady who came in to clean and who was taking clothes to a charity shop asked if I had anything to donate so I told her to go in the wardrobe and clear out a few shirts etc forgetting that I had some tights hanging up in the wardrobe that I use to wear .She shouted out to me “do you want me to donate the tights that are in here, I think it’s really sweet how you old guys keep some of your lady’s clothes to remember your wives”.I stuttered a no please leave them I have other uses for them, “Oh! O.k”, this obviously sounded like I used them for masturbating, I tried to think quickly and just bluttered out ” I like to wear them under my trousers when it’s cold but have had difficulty lately putting them on”.Then I was surprised by her answer” if you’d like I could help you” I went silent but then I really wanted to wear some tights it had been months since I’d indulged in some nylon, so I said ” are you sure, you won’t tell anyone I wear ladies tights will you”?Your not the first there are a few old guys In here one wears sheer lacy hold ups so I think he’s kinky not cold , but tights are a great way to help your circulation and keep warm at the same time.She asked, Would you like me to bring a pair in and help you, I said yes if you dont mind and she came in with a pair of 40 denier black opaques, she then asked how far can I get them on by myself, I said the trouble is putting my feet in and up to my knees, as i can’t bend down properly,  once they are there I should be o.k.So she  knelt down in front of my chair stretched the tights out remarking on them being good quality, and then told me to stand up and drop my jogging bottoms, and pants as they buca escort won’t be needed then we’ll put your joggers back on and you’ll be lovely and warm.I was a bit embarrassed and excited at the thought of wearing tights again after many months without nylon but as i stood up i realised my penis was misbehaving and i had a semi- on and couldn’t disguise it, it was stretching my pants material to the maximum and as the young lady was bent down she was at eye level with it and looked straight at it, and smiled “wow!” she said 80 years old and still ready for action”. She then In one quick motion pulled down my joggers and pants letting my cock spring free, and as soon as she did that i became  the proud owner of a very full erection, I’ve always been proud of my 7″ thick cock, sadly it had been a long time since it had been used to pleasure anyone else except myself. I apologised to the young lady and she waved it away don’t worry these things happen, and then took the tights and placed one foot in, then i lifted the the other  foot and she pulled the tights up over my ankles and then she pulled them up onto my knees smoothing them as she went,  the thrill  of a young ladys hands on my legs was very pleasing.As she pulled the material up to my thighs she accidently rubbed the inside of one of my balls, my cock automatically responded to her touch twitched and I could sense a drop of pre-cum release and start dribbling out of my cock head “Oh! God she’s going to notice that”, and with that it dripped right off the end of my cock head and onto her hand.I quickly thought that with a bit of luck she’ll think it’s a pee drop a bit embarrassing but at my age expected but it wasn’t watery it was a nice thick pre-cum pearly white droplet all nice and shiny, she starred at it and I mouthed a sorry her way ” Oh! I didn’t think you could get that excited about wearing tights”.I told her it had been a while and was very excited, not only about wearing tights but being so close to a pretty young lady, with the compliment she gave me a lovely smile.”well” she said “we seem to have a problem your not going to be able to wear those tights properly with that thing sticking out are you”?, I’m going to have to help you get it down.As i say she was eye level to my cock, she then took her hand and placed it on my cock and looked at me for approval, i nodded to carry on and then started to slowly pull the skin back, as she retracted it fully another droplet of pre-cum dribbled to the end of my cock head and when she pulled it back and forth it made it all shiny, she then placed her hand on my balls cupping them and started sort of  massaging them in time with her back and forward motions on my cock, I’d never felt anything like it in my life.The young lady asked if it was good and I told her “yes, very” she said “this is between me and you must promise not to tell anyone” and maybe ill help you out again. I’d never had anything like this done to me before, this was a totally new experience a woman really wanting to please me i think didnt really like sex with my wife it was very straight sex it was kiss, cuddle, i got on top put my penis in her and came, i never really felt or heard her orgasm and i was more than happy just to get some sex, i suppose we both missed the free love generation.Amyway I was really enjoying the young ladies  handywork, she was taking it so slow and izmir escort bayan expertly she really knew what she was doing with a cock and she took me right to the edge of orgasm a couple of times then slowed or stopped this was really great but after a while i had to ask “can i please cum now”.She smiled at me then sped up her hand movements all the while still cupping my balls, and after a minute I felt my balls twitch and knew I was going to ejaculate and warned her, she then masturbated me fast then really slow alternating  between the two I started breathing heavy and tensed up and as she pulled my foreskin right back i shot a rope of cum and it came out like a bullet going up in the air and landing on my tights making a pretty white stain on them  it had been ages since I’ve cum like that and i couldn’t believe it as she continued masturbating  me she got a few mores shots out of me before I stopped cumming and rested breathlessly.It took me a while to calm and to catch my breath but i was totally relaxed afterwards she then took her hand away produced a pack of wipes and cleaned my cock and the stain on my tights then her hands “thank you ” I said ” she said “no worries right now your cocks gone down, let’s get your tights up” I then stood up and she helped me pull them up over my now flaccid cock and up to my waist and help smooth them into place getting my seams straight.It was a nice feeling the nylon caressing my penis, balls and bottom again, i thought about what had just happened and of my wife for a moment  and I felt a bit guilty about what had just happened but that didn’t last long, life and death puts us in these situations.The girl then told me I had great legs no wonder i liked wearing tights and it makes a change for a old guy to have a nice big cock and be able to perform to a finish, i stopped in my tracks and it made me think, how many old guys has she done this for?I asked if she was now behind with her work, “oh! No me and my friend cover each other so that we can make a few quid  on the side of our £7 an hour wages”.A bit confused I asked, what she does the same thing, oh! Yes it’s just a sideline and we’ll worth £20 for the service we provide, don’t you think, with this she winked and smiled.ERR! YES VERY GOOD VALUE FOR MONEY! …what a bloody stupid thing to say.But by then i’d  caught on, whats the saying “THERE’S NO FOOL LIKE AND  OLD FOOL”, …i smiled to myself why else would a young girl do an old guy like me a favour, and all the compliments as well.So I walked over in my tights to the bureau and opened it got my wallet out opened up my wallet and handed over £20 and then felt obliged to give her another £5 as a tip to be honest after her helping me out and relieving me I felt like handing her the whole £100 I had in my wallet.She took the money and thanked me and asked if I’d like regular help with my “TIGHTS” looking me straight in the face making it fully clear that “Tights” is not what she meant.I stuttered out a “Yes” and with that she opened up her phone asked for my number and exchanged with me and told me whenever I needed the service just text the day with the date you want and type “H.J” or “B.J” and I’ll text you back a time and see if it’s Convenient, she told me I knew the price of the “H.J” and that if wanted a “B.J”  it was double, she then turned in her blue tunic, black opaque tights and black pumps bid me farewell and left.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing not only was this nice young lady willing to give me hand relief but was also willing to give me oral sex…something I’d never had or given in my life.I don’t know if Should take the a chance see what it’s all about?…WHAT DO YOU THINK?, 

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The weekendChapter One: Friday NightI looked around the room, it was one of dearest rooms in the hotel. While it wasn’t as fancy as I had wanted it to be, it was the only hotel with a room that had everything I wanted available: big bathtub, massive shower, and a four poster bed. I made sure that everything was in place, and that I knew where all the items were. I didn’t want to have to waste any time looking for stuff, or having to dig it out. I probably bought far too much, but I figured I would rather have stuff that doesn’t get used than wish I had gotten it and brought with me. This weekend has been talked about to near death, and I was starting to get nervous that it wasn’t going to live up to her expectations.She was a really old friend, had been since we were like twelve. It was weird that we had met on an online fan-fiction roleplay of the horror genre, but now neither of us really watched any. She was recently single,as was I. It was a first, really, for us to both be single. She had confessed to having a dream of being totally dominated. While I had no experience in actually really being a dominant, I figured that I would play along and tell her to come over. Teasing that I would give her a domination weekend that she would never forget. I fully expected that she would back out, telling me it was a joke or something.To my surprise she took me up on the offer, quickly booking the flights once I promised my offer was genuine. While there were a good bit away from when we talked about it originally, it gave us plenty of time to agree on some rules and what we were prepared to do and what lines we weren’t willing to cross.At first the kind of things I was asking about doing and having her doing was pretty bog standard sexual stuff; but she never said no to anything. So I started thinking up more and more complex scenarios and pushing boundaries but, again, she didn’t say no to any of it. The only thing I didn’t suggest was bringing in another guy or girl, I wanted the weekend to be about us.We made a rule, which I didn’t want to agree to but it seemed to be a deal breaker, that it was one weekend only. After the weekend was over we would be back to just being friends. This was to be a “friends with benefits” one-time deal where she was willing to be, for lack of a better term, my sex slave.I look at the handcuffs and ropes that I have brought with me. I had planned on having them on the bed before meeting up with her, but didn’t want to scare her off. I went down to the bar of the hotel and ordered a JD, ginger, and a splash of lime cordial. Then waited for my slave.I saw this tall redhead come in and look around the bar hesitantly, as if unsure about where she should be or who she was looking for. I assumed that she was Jessica and she was even more beautiful than I imagined. The dress that she was wearing was perfect. I was very pleased to see that it was exactly what I had asked for; low cut, showing ample cleavage without being too slutty, and just past her thighs. I hoped she was also wearing red suspenders or tights, but I would find out about that later.I finish my drink and move towards her, “Hi” I say with a smile.“Hey,” Jessica said, still looking unsure, but starting to smile back. I had hoped that she would recognize me straight away. Not that I am particularly memorable, 6 foot average build, starting to get on the heavy side and a face that could be easily lost in a crowd. But from the pictures that had been shared…I hoped that she recognized me.“Jess?” I ask knowing full well that it was her now, she looked a million times better than any picture she ever sent me.Her partial smile now bloomed full on her face as she nods and says, “Yeah.”I saw that she didn’t have any bags with her and smiled at this, as this was also part of the arranged instructions for the weekend. I did consider telling her no that David had sent me but couldn’t bring myself to start things that way.I take her hand as we move towards the bar and sit at one of the tables, I order food as I hadn’t eaten that day yet, she declines, saying just a strong drink. I thought it odd, but didn’t linger on the subject. I eat while we make small talk and, while we knew each other very well already, I suppose it was a getting to know each other fresh period. We sit and have a few more drinks after I finish eating; eventually talk turned to the weekend and what we had planned.“So now you have met me, are you sure you still want to go ahead with the weekend?” I ask giving her a very easy out.Jessica smiled, “Of course!” Before asking, “We are agreed on the safe words?”“Of course, I wouldn’t want to hurt you or make you do anything you weren’t completely comfortable with. Once we go into the room we start?”She gulps and nods, smiling at me.I go and pay and we meet back at the entrance to the bar. We take hands and walk to the room. I open the door then look at her and smile, “Last chance,” I say with a raised eyebrow.She smiles and walks into the room, kicking off her shoes and turning round to look at me, “What is your command my master?” She says it with a devilish smirk while eaching out to take my hand.I smile, walk in and close the door behind me, “So, my little sex slave, you don’t speak unless you get asked a question. You can only answer the question nothing else, understood?” I use my free hand to gently caress her cheek with the back of my hand.“Yes, Master,” she closes her eyes as my hand makes contact with her skin.“Good girl,” I say smiling at her.She smiles back and opens her eyes. Starting to blush, she lowers her head, but keeps her eyes focused on me, “Thank you, Master.”I swiftly pull my hand free and slap her on the ass. She gives me a surprised look as she yelps. I smirk, “I didn’t ask you a question. You break the rules you get punished…the severity of the infraction and my mood will determine on the punishment. Understood?”She nods her head and breathlessly sighs, “Yes.”I sit down on the chair, smile at her and say, “So, let’s start getting you out of those clothes. Take off the dress, and jacket.”She looks at me as she slowly lets the jacket slip off her shoulders and drop to the floor. She starts to untie parts of the dress, letting her hands linger, taking her time. She slips her shoulders out of the dress slowly pulls it down so it’s level with her breasts. She turns back to me as she slides the dress the rest of the way down. She bends over at the waist and lowers it all the way to the ground; giving me a wonderful view of her ass. The underwear that she is wearing is a nice pair of red lace panties and practically see-thru. She steps out of the dress and turns around, placing her hands behind her back again waiting patiently for my next instruction.I stand up and run my hand up the inside of her arm, letting my finger brush over her bra. I place my hands on her shoulders and gently push down, “Kneel down in front of me,” I command. When she’s kneeling in front of me, her hands automatically go to the zipper of my jeans, anticipating what my next command will be. I step back, taking myself out of reach, “Now, now, I didn’t tell you to help me, hands behind your back like a good little slut.” I pull down my zip and pull out my rock hard cock.She places her hands behind her back as I step forward again running my cock from the top of her head, over her eyes, tapping it on her nose, then I place it in front of her mouth, “OK, now you may open up and suck my cock.”She slowly runs her tongue over her lips, causing the tip of her tongue to graze my cock. She parts her lips and tenderly kisses the tip, turning her head to run kisses down the length of my shaft. As she works her way back up to do the same down the other side I bring my hands up to her face. I hold her still and slowly push my cock inside of her mouth, “I said suck it not tease it.” I move a hand around behind her head running my fingers through her hair. I gently pull her head towards me. Holding some of her hair, I start to move her head forwards and back on my cock, helping her with the motions. As she starts getting into it more, she moves her hands and starts to rub them up my leg.I step back pulling my cock out of her mouth, it’s glistening with a mix of her saliva and some pre-cum. She whines at being denied something she was enjoying. “Now, now, my little slave you weren’t to use your hands,” I say walking over to one of the dressers and lifting one of the lengths of ropes that I had in the room.“Put your hands behind your back again.” I step behind her, leaning down to lift her arms. I bring her hands together and loop the rope around them tying a knot to secure them behind her back.I move back around. My cock twitching as I stand in front of her, I take my cock in one hand and rub it over her lips. With the other, I push her head towards my cock, letting it slip back into her waiting mouth. Again, I use a grip on her hair to pull and push her lips along my cock. She quickly gets back into the rhythm of sucking me, a bit more aggressively without the use of her hands. As I get closer to cumming I start to slightly thrust against her.She moves her mouth down my shaft and I tell her, between breaths, that I’m close to cumming and that I want her to swallow all of it. I place my hands on her head holding her in place as I push myself against her. I cum, shooting my load inside her mouth feeling it around my cock as she tries to swallow it. When I’m finished I pull my cock out and use it to scoop the bit of cum that leaked from her lips. I let her lick the remainder from my still hard cock and she does so with a smile.I lean down and kiss the top of her head, “Good girl,” and I help her to her feet. I move my hands behind her to remove the rope from her hands, then move my hands back round in front of her. Running my fingers over her bra. Running my hands down her body. Resting my fingers against her panties and playfully rub along the outer fabric.“Hmm these seem a little wet to me, I better take a closer look. Sit down on the chair and spread your legs over the arms, like a good little girl.”I help her down into the chair, and adjust her legs so they are spread over the arms. I position her hands, resting them on the arms of the chair, just behind her legs. I get more rope and use them to tie her arms and legs to the chair, holding her in position on the chair so she can’t move.I smile as I kneel down, “Now let’s see what’s happened to these panties of yours.” I run my finger over from one edge to the other. “Oh yes, these definitely feel a little damp to me. Let’s see if we can’t make them a lot wetter” I say. I start to kiss from her lower thigh all the way up to edge of the fabric of her panties. As I pass over them, barely being close enough so she can feel my breath, a soft moan escapes from her lips. I bring my mouth down against the other edge of fabric to kiss my way down her thigh once again.I bring my hand up and run it along the edge of her panties before gently slipping it inside the fabric. Sliding it across her pussy to the other side and pulling the panties to one side, exposing her now glistening pussy. I run my finger down her lips, and start to tap at the opening of her pussy. I tease my finger in and out of it, running my finger up to flick at her clit then bringing it down again. I start to finger her. I alternate between bringing my finger in and out to swirling it around inside her pussy, then removing it to rub her clit. I go back to barely tapping in and out of her pussy as the rhythm repeats and she squirms as best she can while restrained in the chair. I start to let my little finger hang down and tap it against her asshole, run it up to her pussy to collect some of her juices, then bring it back down to her asshole, wetting it with the juices from her pussy.As I let my little finger slip inside her ass she let a moan escape her lips. Her pussy tightens on my fingers that are buried inside and she cums. I bring my glistening fingers out and take them up to her mouth, “Taste yourself, my little slut,”I say as I rub her cum over her lips. She opens her mouth, and I slip my fingers in so she can clean them.I walk over to the dresser and pick up one of the smallest vibrators that I had, then go back over to her. I rub it up and down, coating it in her pussy juice. Then slip it into her pussy, turning it on at a low setting. She moans and squirms against the ropes, I watch even more cum seep out of her pussy. I pull her panties back over so they get even more covered in her juice. “I’ll be right back, don’t be going anywhere now,” I say, starting to walk over to the toilet.“Very funny master,” she says with a smirk and a moan.I stop in my tracks and look at her, “did I give you permission to talk or ask a question, slut?”she lowered her eyes, her cheeks turning a bright red, “No master, sorry master. I guess you better punish me,” she says with a lustful smile.“You’re really wanting to challenge me, little girl?” I say arching my eyebrow as I walk over to one of the other dressers in the room. I lift up a blindfold, and a music player with attached earphones. I walk back over to her and pull on the blindfold, plugging in one ear phone and turning the music up as loud as it will go. I hesitate, whispering, “Lift your finger if it’s too loud,” before putting the other headphone in. I pull her bra down, exposing her breasts. Then walk off back to the toilet.When washing my hands I get an idea. I dry my hands then turn on the cold water and put one hand below the tap. I hold it there till it is freezing cold. I shake it dry and walk back into the room.I run my warm hand over her cheek. Down over her neck. Then down to run circles around her breasts. I run the finger in towards her nipple, but stop short of touching it. Circling my finger around her nipple, I bring the cold hand up and place the finger directly opposite the warm. I start running them both around her nipple. I look at her breasts seeing the total difference, in the one I was teasing being hard, and the other soft. I touch the soft one with my cold hand, watching and feeling the nipple going hard almost instantly. She bites her lip to stifle the soft moans trying to escape.I put my hands down to her panties. Feeling them now soaked, I put my fingers in and start moving the vibrator in and out while I listen to her fail to stifle the moans. I untie her and help her to her feet. I Remove her bra and slide her panties down. I carefully help her step out of them. I stand back and walk around her, admiring her naked body.I start to randomly touch her. Skimming my hands down her spine, across her stomach. Along the bottom of her back, across the top of her breasts. Keeping her guessing where the next touch will come from. She moans slightly as I run my hand across her nipples. I prompt her into spreading her legs by placing my hands on her thighs while gently pushing them apart. She sighs as the vibrator falls to the floor. It easily slipped from her without the fabric of her panties or the pressure from her legs being closed holding it in. I run my fingers up her pussy feeling them come away wet and sticky from her juices.I remove the blindfold, trying to look stern and commanding as that was meant as punishment, not enjoyment. I take out the earbuds and turn the music off. I throw the music player in the direction of the bed but don’t pay much attention to where it lands.“So little one, will you break the rules again?” I’m still trying my best to hold the role of master, to sound as though I don’t care if it overwhelmed her or hurt her.“No, master” she says whispering.I see her shaking slightly as I help her to her feet. I break role, unable to deny my concern for her, as I say, “Everything OK, Jess?”“Yes, master” she replies, staying in her role and acknowledging that everything is OK and that she is happy to continue.“Well, I think we have had enough fun for one night. It’s time for bed. You may use the bathroom, if you wish, while I prepare the bed, Jessica,” It unnerved me that she seemed uncomfortable. I took it upon myself to stop the roles for the night. I didn’t want to hurt her and I was afraid she would let me go farther than she was comfortable if I didn’t take the initiative to keep her safe.She heads off to the bathroom while I turn down the bed sheet. I leave no clothes out for her to sleep in. I strip myself out of my clothes and pull on a fresh pair of boxers. I realize that she had been in the bathroom for a while and I start to worry that I had done too much already. I kept thinking that she would come out of the bathroom and want to leave…that she had decided that she no longer wanted to carry on with weekend.She came out of the bathroom, and smiled at me, “So no fucking tonight, just going to totally tease me?” she asks while walking over to the bed, acknowledging that the use of her full name is suspending the no talking rule as we had agreed before meeting up.“Well, we will see how I feel during the night. But we have the rest of the weekend for that.” I flipped the lights off and motioned her to the bed beside me.We both settled into bed, and settle down to sleep. I wrapped my arms around her instinctively. She seemed to tense up at first but quickly relaxed as I pulled her close to me. Her body felt amazing next to mine.Chapter two: Saturday I wake up early. Looking over at Jessica, I see her sleeping peacefully. I smile, thinking how lucky I am that she wanted to meet up, that she actually agreed to this weekend and, well, that she hadn’t run off yet. I get up, and start laying out her clothes for the morning. I pick out a half cup bra that will leave her nipples exposed and a thong. I match this up with a denim dress, figuring the hard fabric of the dress against her nipples will give some teasing pleasure. I look at the remote controlled egg vibrator, but decide that this could be useful for punishment if she needs it later in the weekend.I walk over to her and give her a kiss on the forehead, waking her up. “Morning my little slave. Did you have a nice sleep?”She was slow to respond, lying with a smile slowly creeping over her lips, “Morning, you’re still here then?” The lack of her use of master indicates that she isn’t ready to enter the role of slave just yet.I sit on the bed beside her, “Of course I’m still here, Jess. Last night was amazing, while I’ve never done anything quite like that before, well it was just amazing…you are amazing.”She blushes and smiles shyly, “Thank you. You are wonderful, master,” she replies, indicating that she is ready to resume the weekend.I stand up and look at the clock, “Well my little sleepy slave, since you have slept most of the morning away, we are going to have to go to breakfast before we get a shower.” I go to the wardrobe where I have a few different outfits picked out for her, and pick out a flowery flowing dress. I hand it over to her and tell her to put it on. I throw on a pair of jeans and t-shirt and turn around to see that Jessica is still holding the dress, “Is there a problem with the dress little one?”“Master, you haven’t given me any underwear to wear.”“Thats correct. I want you to go to breakfast with no underwear on. The dress will cover everything, so no one but us will know.”She smiles nervously and pulls on the dress. We go down to the restaurant in the hotel to get breakfast. I sit beside her and place my hand below the table on her leg. I slide my hand up her leg, stopping at the upper part of her thigh. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “I could finger you sitting right here, what would she think of that? Everyone else sitting here, and me fingering your hot, wet, little pussy.”She moans slightly at the thought of this and whispers back, “If that is your wish, master?” She starts to open her legs to give me easier access. I smile and kiss her cheek, “Maybe at dinner time we will have some fun, but for now I’m just teasing with what I could do.” We finish breakfast and walk back to the room. I hold her hand as we make our way down the hall and we look like any normal couple to the people we pass.When we get to the room I lead her into the bathroom, “I’m feeling a little dirty. I think we need to clean up a bit,” I reach in and turn on the shower. I turn back illegal bahis around and strip out of my clothes. Then I reach behind her and unzip the dress. In one quick motion, I lift it up and pull it over her head, before tossing it to the floor beside us.“Now my little one, let’s get into the shower,” I say holding the door open for her. She steps inside and I step behind her, closing the door to the shower behind me. I look at her as the water runs over her body. I smile, enjoying the sight as the water beads along her skin and flows over her curves.She stands still in the flowing water, waiting for her orders. I’m pleased to see that she didn’t make any assumptions about her next task, “Is the water temperature okay?” I ask, wanting to make sure that she isn’t being scalded or frozen by my temperature preference.“It’s a little cold, master” she replies.I tell her to adjust the temperature to suit herself. She adjusts the knob, making the water flow hotter. “Okay, master I’m happy with that temperature.” She bites her lip as she looks up to me.“Wash yourself, and make sure to use lots of soap,” I command.She obeys me. I stand just behind her, watching as she lathers up her hands and begins to wash. Her soapy hands slide over her shoulders, along her neck and rubs them quickly over her breasts. Then she starts to bend over to wash her legs and I stop her.“I don’t think them breasts are clean enough so finish them first, and then turn around when you wash your legs.”She pouts at me, the look in her eye is anything but sad or innocent, “It would be a lot better if you washed them for me master.” She moves closer to me and presses her breasts against my chest.In spite of the obvious physical reaction this causes in me, I hold my ground and place my hands on her shoulders pushing her away gently, “That may well be, little slave, but I’ve ordered you to do it. And you’ve broken the rules so a punishment will be coming your way later. Now get to washing.”She pouts again, but there’s the slightest hint of a smile behind it. She slowly goes back up to her breasts and decidedly taunts me. Squeezing her breasts and rubbing her hands over them. Teasing her fingers over the nipples and covering the swell of her breasts in soap. Then lets the water slowly rinse it all off as her hands repeat the motions and the water trickles over her skin. She turns around and bends over at the waist, and starts to wash her legs. My eyes are firmly fixed on her ass as she bends and stretches to run her soapy hand down her calves and ankles. She stretches her legs apart and her pussy peeks out from between her legs as her hands come back up to her knees and thighs. I watch the water run down her ass and over the soft lips of her pussy. She stands up and washes her back, working her way down to wash over her ass. She starts to wash her pussy, but I stop her. I tell her to turn around and spread her legs while she washes it while I kneel down in front of her. I watch closely while she slides her finger along her pussy lips, she takes her time and cleans herself thoroughly under my watchful gaze.As she finishes washing herself I tell her that I want to see her finger herself. I watch as she slowly starts to work her finger up and down her lips. She swirls around her clit then flicks her finger in and out of her pussy. I keep moving my gaze from her pussy to her face, it’s intoxicating to watch her tease herself for me. I listen to her breathing intensify as her fingers rubbed against her clit. When it seems like she’s getting close to climax I tell her to stop. She almost whines and her legs are clearly unsteady, but she stops. I tell her to stand up and she does. I smile at her and ignore the obvious distress not letting her finish has caused her.“Okay, now that you are all nice and clean, it’s time for you to make me clean as well. And you better not make me cum when washing or your punishment from breaking the rules earlier will be even worse.”She starts by washing over my shoulders and down my front. She moves herself around to wash my back and kneels down to wash my legs. Her fingers massage and knead my muscles, her hands slide effortlessly from each area as she washes me. She moves back around to wash my cock. She’s being gentle as she cleans the balls while her fingers wrap around my shaft, stroking her slippery hands up and down achingly slowly. As I had hoped she made me cum while doing this, my cum shot into the water, but some of it still got to her face.“Sorry, master, I really didn’t mean to make you cum.”“Are she saying It’s my fault then, slut?” I reply with my eyebrows raised.“No, master, not all, master. It’s just that I tried really hard not to make you cum by being very gentle and moving very slowly.”“Well, little one, you did make me cum. So your punishment is going to be that bit worse. Clean off your face and lets get out of the shower.” I tried not to let her see me smiling at the sight of my cum on her cheek.She washed the cum from her face and we climbed out of the shower. I order her to dry us both off. Once we are dry, I lead her back into the bedroom. I go to the dresser and again lift the smallest thinnest vibrator that I brought and lifted the remote controlled egg. I come over to her, and kiss her gently on the lips. I let my lips trail over her skin and kiss my way up her cheek to her ear, where I whisper, “So since we have had 2 rule infractions your punishment, as said, is going to be bad. For pressing your breasts against me and wanting me to wash them…” I hold up the remote controlled egg so she can see it. “This is going to be attached to your clit, and I am going to keep the remote for some fun while we are out. And, since you then made me cum…” I hold up the vibrator, “This is going into your ass.” I see her eyes go wide at the thought of this. I attach the egg nestling it against her clit, “Now when I want to give you some pleasure I can do this,” I press the button for low vibration, giving her a gentle buzz on the clit. Her legs go weak a bit and I hold her up, smiling at how easy it is to get a reaction from her. ”I can do this when I want and you better not let people know what is happening while we are out.” I go over and get some lube and coat the vibrator in it and bring the lube back over to the bed with me.“Now bend over the bed, and spread your ass for me till we work this in. And this is going to stay in your ass the whole time we are out for being a naughty girl and wasting cum.”“Jack,” she says, using my character’s name from the days when we used to write horror together, indicating that she is uncomfortable with the most recent request.“What’s up Jess?” I stop and listen, worried about where I’d gone wrong.“I have no experience in ass play. You fingering it last night was the first time anyone or anything has been up there…” her voice trails off, almost sounding embarrassed at the admission.“Oh…well, if you’re uncomfortable with it I can think of something else as the second part of your punishment If you had said something last night when I fingered your ass…well I would of stopped, obviously, and wouldn’t of thought of this as a punishment.”“I enjoyed it last night that’s the thing…I’m just…be gentle with it okay?”“Of course I will. Tell me if you want me to stop and remove it, or if you feel uncomfortable at all.”“Yes, master,” she says, indicating that she is ready to resume her role. She bends over bed the bed and brings her hands around to her ass spreading her cheeks as requested. I squirt a healthy dose of lube on the crack of her ass and use my little finger to spread it into her, being gentle. I finger her ass for a minute swirling my finger around it listening to her moan softly to herself. I then slowly work the vibrator into her. I leave the base out and tell her to remove her hands. I fuss with the vibrator, I need to ensure that it can be reached easily and won’t slide too far into her. Once I’m satisfied with where things are, I give her a thong to wear.I, again, check to make sure that the base of the vibrator is easily reached after the movement and motion of putting the underwear on. Knowing this is her first time with ass play makes me want to triple check every aspect. The last test is to get her to walk to the bathroom and back. When she comes back and I can still reach the vibrator with ease, and I feel more secure that this won’t go badly. I give her the half cup bra and denim dress that I had left out. It was time for both of us to get dressed.“Are you okay with everything, Jess?” I ask.“Yes, master. It’s an odd feeling but it’s not unpleasant. I’m actually kind of enjoying it.”I smile at this revelation, “Well then my little slave, maybe we will see about fucking your ass before the weekend is over.” I pause for a moment and run my hand over her hip, “Do you think that you would like that?”She gulps and her eyes get a bit wide, “If that’s what you would like, master, then my ass is yours.”I can’t help but smile at her obvious nervousness, “We’ll take that up again later. For now, since you have come all this way to met me- while I would love nothing more than for us to never leave this room-I think it’s only fair I show you some of the sights of London.” I give the vibrating egg a quick tap on and off as a reminder. She moans and nearly falls at the sudden sensation. “Remember you are not to be reacting when I activate the egg outside of this room.”We go out into London and do the touristy things, while I tease her with the egg at opportune times while no one is about. I want her to struggle with not reacting, but my goal was not to embarrass her in front of strangers. Nor did I plan on giving any other guys around the pleasure of realizing her predicament. After visiting the requisite towers, castles, guards, clocks and theatres, I take her off the tourist course and into one of the up market clothes shops.She is noticeably confused at the detour so I stand close behind her and whisper, “Okay, my little slave, first-no looking at prices. Second-pick out a sexy dress. Third-you will be stripping out of it later tonight so make sure it’s easy to get out of.” I started to step away but had a second though, flipping the egg on before continuing, “Oh and tell them at the till to put it in the bag before calling me over. I don’t want to see till you are wearing it tonight.” I turn the egg back off and she seems to take just a few seconds to get her wits about her before walking away from me. I browsed around a bit myself, wondering what she would come away with. I made sure to stay away from where she was wandering as I didn’t want to ruin the surprise.Given her choice of the red dress she met me in, I had no doubts she would choose something rather pleasing. She took her time, then the clerk called me over to the till, I paid and we headed to a lingerie shop not far away.“Same orders as before my little one, make sure it’s nice.”After we come out of the shop, I decide that it’s time for some food. We go into a nice little Italian place for a late lunch, and order up. After the waitress leaves Jess leans over the table towards me, unexpectedly.“Jack, the vibrator is getting very uncomfortable” she whispers into my ear. She looked uncertain of whether she wanted to speak up or not, but I was glad that she did.“Okay,” I whisper back with a smile, “you can go and remove it.”“Thank you” she replied.She started to hurry off but stopped and gave me a kiss before whispering “Master” with a smile. Then she continued walking off to the bathroom.I smiled to myself and turn the egg up to full and give her a long blast. I taunt her by dropping it to low to give her a short blast then turning it back to full for another long blast while she is walking. I watch as her knees go weak at the pleasure coursing through her body. She shot me a look that was almost pleading me to stop, to which I smirk and blow her a kiss.She returns to the table a couple of minutes later, and we eat our meal with a very easy silence between us. I do notice that she’s more pushing the food around than eating, but I let it go. I figured her nerves were getting the best of her as I’ve pushed her quite a bit since her arrival.Once we have finished up we head back to the room. I’ve barely shut the door behind us when I turn her around and kiss her passionately. Being a dom is hard, I’ve discovered. I hadn’t considered the pressure that would come with being in a fully authoritative role. She was genuinely looking to me for every decision and rule and she tried to bend them just to the breaking point. She tested me and my willingness to see the role through. She had made a passing complaint to me before that men are weak when it comes to female affection. That women are ultimately in control of the level of pleasure in a relationship and men are naturally submissive to the female’s desires.I think she was trying to prove that point this weekend with disobedience, thinking I would be the one to cave first out of desperation to have her. She rebelled against my role as dominant because she didn’t think me capable of doling out a punishment severe enough for her to actually submit to me and my whims. She seemed to think, regardless of the roles we took on, she was ultimately the one in control. She wasn’t completely wrong. I would never cross a line that she put in place and if she told me to stop I would without a second thought. So in that aspect she was the one in control, her consent was required for me to set the stage.But she was wrong about my willingness to cave to her disobedience. To postpone the short term pleasure that I would undoubtedly receive by submitting my control to her, ignoring my own wants and desires for immediate gratification, by keeping myself in control of the weekend and in the dominant role was something I was perfectly capable of. Even if it meant we went the whole weekend without fucking. Without her consent I wouldn’t advance to that stage, but she needed my consent as well. I wanted her to go home satisfied. But, more than that, I wanted to prove her wrong.“Go and remove the egg, and come back out,” I smirk at my own realization that fucking seemed to be her ultimate goal, so that would be the one thing I withheld and dangled before her. It would be something she would only get with complete submission and adherence to the rules. I watched her walk towards the bathroom, “There’s a good little girl.” Going over to the dresser where I have the ropes and handcuffs, I realize that thus far, I’ve only dipped my toes into the dominant role.While she is removing the egg, I lift 2 pair of handcuffs and attach one end of them to the two top corners of the 4 poster bed. I tie some rope to the bottom ends of the bed, and ensuring there is plenty of give in the rope so that I can tie her legs up if want.She comes out and walks up behind me. I can feel her pressing her breasts into my back as her hand comes around and grabs my cock over my trousers.“When are she going to fuck me with this master,” she says as she rubs her hand along my cock.I spin around and look at her standing there, naked. I can’t help but smile at the sight of her, but quickly remove the smile and place my hands on her shoulders. I push her gently but firmly back before pressing down putting her onto her knees. With that one overt rule-break she nearly got her way. However, I was able to resist the urge and regain control over myself and the situation, mostly.“My, my, my, aren’t we feeling bold? I don’t recall saying that you could get naked, nor do I recall saying that you could talk. And, I don’t believe I gave you permission to touch me for that matter.”She smirks, “Yes master. I figured that I would help you decide what to do next.”“Well my little one you have given me an idea of what to do next. But, I am afraid that it isn’t going to be the type of fucking that you are requesting.”I drop my trousers and boxers without hesitation, exposing my hard cock to her. This was my chance to show her that I had no intentions of caving to her whims and fully planned on going through with my initial promise to her. I would remain in charge and dominate her. I grab her hair forcefully and step in towards her, pushing my cock between her lips. I was nervous about being so forward, but she didn’t try to stop me. I use the grip on her hair to pull her in towards me as I thrust myself into her mouth rather forcefully.For a moment I do lose myself to the pleasure of fucking her mouth. Feeling my cock going all the way into her mouth and throat, pulling her down to the base of my cock and holding her there before slowly pulling back out without much warning to her was undeniably erotic. Her lack of resistance and seeming acceptance of the punishment only added to the pleasure I felt. She tries to get into the rhythm that I am creating but I keep changing from pulling and thrusting myself fully into her mouth to shallow gentle thrusts, this was not meant for her pleasure, but purely for my own. I didn’t allow her to predict my movements.I started to pull out completely before thrusting fully back in, pulling her into me at the same time. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling my balls hitting against her chin as I simply used her mouth as a tool to get me off. I can feel myself starting to cum and quickly pull out, shooting the load of hot cum over her face and hair. As the cum finishes shooting I thrust my cock back into her mouth, giving her the last few drops as I push myself deep into her throat once again.When I am fully finished cumming, I bring my cock out of her mouth. My knees are feeling weak, but I walk off to the bathroom. Some lingering part of the back of my brain hates what I’d just done. I come back out with a wet cloth and kneel in front of her. My hand shakes just a bit as I clean her face of the cum. She had broken the rules, this was meant as punishment, but I couldn’t help but feel as though I’d gone too far.I gently wipe the cloth across her cheek with one hand and stroke her neck with the other as I kiss the area I had just finished cleaning. I move the cloth to her other cheek, over her forehead, and along the bridge of her nose, kissing the freshly cleaned bit of skin before moving on to the next. She says nothing, does nothing, just kneels in front of me and lets me continue. I tease her as I gently pull the cloth over drops of cum resting on her lower lip, wiping up the last bits of evidence from my actions. Then I kiss all around her lips without actually making a direct kiss that she can reciprocate, teasing her slightly, but mostly apologizing without saying a word.I use the cloth to wipe the cum from her hair as best I can. I smile and rub my hands over her shoulders. Then gently slide them to the back of her head and rub where I had the firm grip of her hair. The motions are gentle and deliberate, meant to comfort her. Meant to show her that I had to punish her for what she’d done, but that I wasn’t angry with her. It also gave me time to compose myself and put on a brave front as I continued my role.“Now, my good little slave, are you going to get any forward thinking idea’s again?” I ask, though my voice isn’t as commanding as I’d hoped it would be.She lowers her head so I can’t see her face and whispers, “No, master.”Her voice is soft, barely audible, yet somehow I don’t believe a word of it. I smile to myself and kiss her head. “Good little slave. If you want to go and clean up a bit more you can. But then come back out and lie down on the bed.”She nods and I help her to her feet, she heads off to the bathroom. I stand and move back, bracing myself on one of the columns of the bed. Once she’s out of view, I lower my head, breathing deeply as I allowed my actions to sink in. I fully expected her to come out of the bathroom, dressed and saying that she was leaving. I got carried away with the face fucking and didn’t mean to be that rough about it. I could only hope that the cleaning and kissing made her understand that it was a spur of the moment punishment that went further than I had intended. I take a couple of deep breaths to steady myself, and get myself back under control.I turn my attention back to the bed and finish securing the ropes to the columns as I hear illegal bahis siteleri her coming back out of the bathroom. She comes back out and lies on the bed as I asked her to. I’m pleased to see that she hasn’t decided to tell me to take a hike and that she doesn’t try anything. She simply lays on the bed and looks to me for my next direction.I look at her lying in the bed and can’t help but smile at how beautiful she looks. I trail my hand up her legs, skimming over her pussy, up her stomach, and between her breasts. I lean on the bed, and kiss her gently on the lips. I start to make my way down her cheek, and over her chin. I kiss and suck gently on her neck, working my way down her body. I kiss between her breasts before working my way around them. I continue to kiss along her body, circling her breasts, letting my lips slip closer and closer to her nipples but stopping short of touching them. I kiss my way away from the nipple again before bringing my mouth down on her left nipple, flicking it quickly with my tongue while I suck on her, alternating between hard sucking and light, almost kissing, sucking of the nipple. I bring my hand up and rub my thumb over her other nipple. I stop sucking and kiss my way over, swapping nipples and repeating the motions. I bring my other hand up her legs, going to the inner thigh and gently push her legs apart. I kiss my way down her body, passing over her pussy to kiss down her thigh. I work my way across to her other thigh. I reposition myself so I’m on top of her, holding myself above her, with my head at her pussy and my cock above her head. I run my tongue across her clit, circling it, slowly.I tell her to suck me, though my voice wavers. Then I drop my head down and run my tongue up her pussy to her clit and back down again. I start to dip my tongue in and out of her pussy while she starts to suck me. Her lips and tongue move almost painfully slowly along my shaft and I return her pace. I take my time, kissing around her pussy and sucking on her lips before running my tongue along them. I flick my tongue over her clit before pressing it hard against her lips and run it down and into her pussy. I savor her, swirling my tongue around, tasting her and thrusting my tongue in and out of her pussy. My focus on her leaves her squirming and glistening, but her moans with my cock in her mouth cannot be ignored. I tell her that I’m close to cumming as I pull myself up, only leaving the tip just past her lips. I shoot my load into mouth and feel my cock twitch against her lips. Either she is much too good at that, or I am enjoying being with her far more than I expected.I stay leaning in that position for a minute before rolling off of her and lie on the bed while I catch my breath. I sit up, look at the clock, and nearly groan. I don’t want to end this just yet, but we have a reservation for dinner.“Well my little one, that was amazing. But it won’t fill either of us up, and you are close to coming under orders to eat. So go get yourself cleaned up, have a shower, and pull on whatever you bought earlier.”I see her pout and I can’t help but smile. I just lay there watching her go until she closes the door to the shower. I roll off the bed and get a few different outfits sorted for myself. I didn’t know what she had picked out, as I didn’t want to see ahead of time, so I was kind of at a loss as to what to wear myself.I can hear the shower running. I have a bit of time before she will come out. So, I recheck the fasteners on the bed, and check the charge on the music player. I just had an idea for some fun for tonight. I sit on the chair, and turn on the TV while I wait for her to come out.When she does my jaw drops, she looks wonderful.She must mistake my look for something else as she lowers her head and says, “Sorry Jack, if you don’t like the dress you can still pick out something for me and I’ll wear that instead.”If at all possible my jaw drops further, “What? Jess, hell no, you look stunning. I am going to be a very hated figure down at dinner as every guy is going to be jealous that I’m with you. They would be even more jealous if they knew our arrangement, but that’s beside the point.”I walk over and give her a kiss on the forehead. I lift clothes to match what she is wearing and say, “You’re free to do what you please while I sort myself out.”I go into the bathroom and grab a quick shower, getting myself dressed. I come out to see her sitting in the seat I had got out of. She stands as she see me coming out. I smile, still enjoying how wonderful she looks.“let’s go to dinner, my little one”We go down to dinner and eat, again in very comfortable silence, I’m please to see that she is actually eating this time and not just pushing food around the plate. After we finish eating, we head back to the room. Along the way, I notice a few guys casting glances at her and can’t help but smile as I pull her a little tighter to me. When we get to the room, I go over to the chair and sit down.“Okay, my little slut, it’s time for a lapdance. I want you totally naked at the end of it.”I sit and watch as she starts to move towards me. She pulls some hairpins out of her hair and lets them fall to the floor. She seems to seamlessly step out of her heels while still walking towards me. My gaze drifts over her, but her eyes are focused entirely on me and my reactions. She pulls another clip out of her hair, causing it to fall into a cascade of soft curls, making her look almost angelic. She pulls the zipper down the side of her dress and pulls her arms out. I smile feeling that she is going to really tease me with this. She lowers the zipper the rest of the way and slides the fabric till it is about halfway down her thigh. Then she lets it fall down to the ground and steps out of it.I must admit, I was sitting on the edge of my seat to see what underwear she had picked out. She climbed onto my lap and ran her finger down my check. She was only in her underwear now, but my gaze was focused on her face as she was leaning in towards me. Her lips hovered above mine, close but not close enough to kiss me. I whined, I wanted to kiss her but followed lap dance rules of no touching. She started to rise up, running her breasts and bra over my lips before lowering herself back down.She reached behind her back to unfasten her bra and used her hands to hold it up on her body. She pulled her arms free of the bra straps but her hands held the cups in place. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable in my seat when she pushed herself down onto me and began grinding against me. I’m sure she could feel my hard cock straining against my jeans. I was starting to wish I had gotten undressed before she began to strip for me. Had I known she was going to climb onto my lap, I probably would have.She stood up and slowly turned away from me. I couldn’t help but run my gaze up and down her body, scanning over the outfit that she had chosen. It really was perfect. I watch her bra drop to the floor but when she turns back around she has an arm covering her breasts. She runs her other hand down her body, and rests on the ribbon on her panties, I follow her hand with my gaze and wonder why she has come to rest on it, thinking it just a decorative piece attached to her underwear. My answer becomes clear a second later as she pulls on the bow, which revealed the open crotch of her panties and exposed her wet pussy to me. I couldn’t help but groan. When she took my hand and placed it against her warmth between her legs it took all my will not to finger her. Then she moved her arm away from her breasts, allowing me to see her body exposed, yet still much too covered to be finished with the strip. To say she was teasing me would be a painful understatement.She places my hand back on the arm of the chair and lowers herself back down my lap. Even through my jeans, I can feel her warmth and wetness. She moves her hands up to my shoulders, rubbing them gently in time to her hips rocking against my tightly restrained cock. She moves her arms down to her legs but my focus is unable to go anywhere other than the curve of her breasts or the warmth of her pussy as her body shifted against my cock and chest. She leans forward and I think she is going to kiss me, but, again, she just teases me as she stops short and smiles. She leans to the side as she loosens one side of her corset. She moves towards me again and avoids my lips as she moves her hands to loosen the other side of the corset. She stands up and lets the corset fall to the floor.She turns away from me and sits down on my lap again. This time she is pressing her ass against my cock. She leans back into my chest and places my hands on her sides, with her hands on top of mine. She guides them down to the top of her underwear. I’m nearing a sexual breaking point as I grip her hips tightly. She starts to slide off me and I run my hands up to her breasts, trying desperately to keep a hold of her. She places a foot up on the arm of the chair, giving me a clear view of her pussy as she rolls the stocking down her leg. I barely notice as my focus was more in front of me. She lowers that leg and brings the other up to do the same. My mind was firmly on her now glistening pussy and how she had tasted before dinner.She lowers her leg and turns away from me lowering her panties down over her hips as she bends over and pulls them away from her body. She turns around and stands in front me naked and smiles as a slight blush crosses her cheeks. She silently waits for her next order.I reach my hands up and rub her hips, “Go and sit on the bed,” I tell her.It takes me a few seconds to remember what my plan had been. I stand and lift the music player and blindfold. I guide her movements and lay her in the center of the bed. I get her positioned with her legs fully spread. I run a finger down her pussy and check to see if I have access to her ass. I adjust her, settling a couple of pillows below her, ensuring I have easy access to her body and giving her a little more comfort.I help her sit up and then tie her legs to the bed so she can’t move them. I place the blindfold over her eyes then put the music on. Again, again making sure the noise is loud enough so she won’t be able to hear anything in the room, but that it isn’t loud enough to hurt her. I kiss her gently and guide her upper body back on the bed. I spread her arms, and handcuff her to the bed. I stand back and look at her, lying spread eagle on the bed.I lift the ice bucket and remove an ear piece, whispering, “I’ll be right back,” before replacing it and quickly walking out of the room.I go to the ice machine, get a few ice cubes, and make my way back to the room. I wonder what she is thinking as she lies there knowing, or at least thinking, I’m not in the room with her. I think about starting without letting her know that I was back, but can’t do it. I slip back into the room and remove one of the earpieces, ensuring she knew that it was me touching her.I walk to the bottom of the bed and set the ice bucket down. Her reaction earlier left me with the feeling that I could be a bit more daring with her. I wanted to explore her boundaries. So, I went back up to the dresser and lifted a couple of different vibrators. We had safe-words in place. We had hard limits known to each other. She had already shown she would break from her role if she felt the need to. I walked back over to her and could feel myself tensing up. I still wasn’t sure how far I could go with things, but I really wanted this weekend to be a highlight of her life.I trail a finger over her neck, letting it linger and slowly slide downwards and over her stomach. I reach over and stroke different parts of her body. I wanted to keep her guessing on where I could be or where I’m going to touch next. I move around the bed and allow myself the freedom she’s entrusted me with. I keep my touch light, sometimes hovering just above her flesh rather than making skin to skin contact.I finally walk down and sit at the bottom of the bed. I look up at her, body fully on display before me. Her legs spread just enough to give me an unobstructed view of her pussy, which is already clearly wet. She is totally exposed to me and willingly giving me free reign over her body. I place my hands on her thighs and lean over, bringing my face down close to her pussy. I want her to feel my breath intimately on her. I’m careful not to touch it, but blow my breath over her pussy. She squirms a bit and I smile before moving my lips over and kissing her thigh. Then I resume blowing my breath on her pussy, letting her know right where I am, but not touching her there yet. I kiss along her other thigh and can feel her tense up as my lips make contact with her skin.I place a finger onto her pussy, pressing it into her lips. I focus on her, rubbing my finger up and down, ever so slowly. As pleasurable as it was to receive pleasure from her, I was finding her reaction to my simple touch quite rewarding. I sit up, removing my hand from her body and smile. I wanted to stimulate various reactions from her, mostly pleasure, but there were a few other physical reactions I was curious about as well.I reach down and lift an ice cube from the bucket. As I place it at the nape of her neck she gasps at the sudden cold. Given her body’s reaction to my cold hand the day before, I knew this would be on the pleasurable side of surprise. I slide the ice downwards, towards her breasts. Watching her skin pucker into goosebumps along the trail of water left from the slowly melting ice encouraged me. Her squirms and gasps made me smile.I rub the ice cube over her breast, gliding it closer and closer to her nipple. I watch as her nipple gets hard, simply reacting to the cold stimulation on her warm skin. I move the ice cube over to the other breast and work the opposite way, rubbing the cold cube directly around her nipple then working my way outwards and away from her nipple. The cube is nearly gone as I slide it over to the middle of her breasts. It disappears under my fingertips as I slide my hand down the center of her chest.I retrieve another cube from the bucket and place it back on her chest, just below her breasts. I slide the fresh cube down over her stomach and linger just above her pussy. I contemplate stopping and moving the ice to another part of her body, but the heat emanating from her intrigued me.I use the ice cube to rub down both sides of her pussy going as close as I can without touching her lips. The ice reacts more to the heat of her body than her body does to the cold of the ice. As I get towards her clit, I lift the ice from her skin and let the cold water drip off my fingers and onto her clit.The water slides along the sensitive area and I move my fingers back on the ice cube, allowing the water to drip directly from the ice and onto her. It slides down her clit and along her inner lips. I bring the ice cube down and gently tap her clit with it. I enjoy hearing her gasp with the direct cold contact. As the ice melts beneath my fingers she can’t help but moan with the pleasure.I bring my fingers up and rub them along her pussy, coating them in her juice and the water that was now warmed from her body. Slipping one finger into her pussy, I watch her reaction. I push in slowly before quickly bringing my finger out. Penetrating quickly back in before bringing it out slowly, she seems to enjoy the rhythm.I work a second finger into her and start to alternate between bringing them in and out, tapping them inside her pussy, and swirling them around. I focus on her reactions and gently work a 3rd finger into her pussy. The addition of the third finger seems to stretch her to a point she hasn’t experienced yet. Her slight resistance and pull away from me told me this was unfamiliar to her, but her moans insisted that she liked this new feeling. My thumb rests on her clit and I use it randomly tap her clit as I continue to finger her and stretch her for my own use. My pinky rests at her ass, I use it to tap her asshole. I recall her willingness to let me have her ass if I so pleased and let my pinky slip in slightly, as much as her ass allows it to penetrate.I feel her pussy tighten as my thumb rubs over her clit while the rest of my fingers penetrate her body. She is quite the sight as she cums. I bring my fingers out, and coat her ass hole with her cum. I wanted to explore this option with her further. I work my ring finger into her ass, gently pressing it all the way in then slowly sliding it out. I move slowly, giving her time to tell me to stop as I worked to stretch her ass enough to prevent hurting her as we proceeded. I lean down and lick her pussy as I continue. I press my tongue into her and swirl it around as I lift a vibrator with my spare hand.I remove my tongue from her pussy, and fingers from ass. She looked and tasted ready for some more intense play. I thrust the vibrator into her pussy and began to fuck her with it. I swap it out with my fingers, ramming 3 into her pussy, quick and hard, while my wee finger goes back into her ass. I keep the wee finger there while I return to fucking her with the vibrator in deep thrusts. Her moans and whimpers are encouraging as I watch her squirm against the restraints. Her body tenses up in another orgasm and I remove the vibrator and finger, allowing her a moment to recover from her pleasure. I back off, watching her lying on the bed. I lift another ice cube and rub it against her thighs. I rub it over her clit then take it into my mouth and move back down to her. I start to kiss around her pussy. Pressing my cold lips against her warmth, flicking my tongue out to rub across her clit and pussy lips before pressing harder to penetrate into her pussy.I swirl my tongue around, tasting her and enjoying her. I suck on her clit, I run my hand over her pussy collecting her juices on it. With my other hand I free my cock from my trousers, and coat it with her juices. I bring the vibrator up and start to fuck her with it again, turning it on and adjusting the speed as i pull it in and out. I leave it in, while I reposition myself with my cock at her mouth. I tilt her head to the side and rub my cock over her mouth, gently pushing it past her lips as she lets me. I gently fuck her mouth, working with her this time rather than being forceful and going against her attempts to mimic my rhythm. I want her to focus on my cock, to taste herself on me.I lean down and start working the vibrator in and out again as I savor her tongue and lips urging me closer. before I get too close to cumming again I pull away. I move away so she can’t get back to my cock. I kiss and suck on her breasts, while I use the vibrator to continue fucking her pussy. Then I finger her ass gently, using her cum to coat my fingers and her ass. I take the vibrator out of her pussy. I work my pinky and ring finger into her ass and use the other two fingers to fuck her pussy. I feel her cum again and realize that she seems more sensitive the longer I work on her.I rub her slowly as I remove my fingers from her body. I zip up my cock and watch her still squirming from that last orgasm. I go into the bathroom, wash my hands and face, then come back out and remove the ear pieces from her. I untie her legs and rub her ankles for a moment. I unlock the handcuffs then turn out the lights and kiss her. Finally, I remove the blindfold.“Well I don’t know about you, but I thought that was amazing. Little one, would you like to go and get cleaned up?”“If I can master.”I smile and nod, then help her walk to the bathroom. I come back into the room, closing the door behind me. I remove the handcuffs and ropes from the bed then make the bed up. I strip off and climb into bed and wait on her to come out.After what seems like an absolute age, she comes out of the bathroom and stands at the door, waiting for me to give her direction on what to do next. I smile as she doesn’t make an assumption about my next move.“Join me in bed little one. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired. And, well, tomorrow is our last day together so I want to make it a full day.”She comes over and climbs into bed. We both get comfortable together, and soon we are drifting off to sleep. I wonder, while I fall canlı bahis siteleri asleep, if she will remember in the morning that I hadn’t suspended the roles. And, whether I will get to give her a sneaky punishment in the morning or not.Chapter Three: SundayI am shocked when I wake up to see that she is already awake. I smile at her, “Morning, little slave, did you have a good sleep?”“Yes, master,” she replies, indicating that she remembered that we didn’t end roles last night.I turn her around gently and kiss her tenderly on the lips, “If I didn’t say it last night, I’m sorry; but, last night was amazing. Since you got all clean last night, I guess we will just get dressed and go to breakfast?”I roll out of bed, and throw her the same flowery dress she wore the morning before, “Pull this on again, I think we might have some fun at breakfast.” I get myself dressed and we go down to the lobby.I’m pleased to see that she actually picks out some decent food and eats. I sit close to her and let my hand go below the table. I deliberately picked out a table that is well hidden from the rest of view so no one could see what would be going on below the table. I run my hands over her thigh, lifting up the dress and getting her to open her legs to allow me access to her pussy. I rub my thumb along it as I lean over and kiss her neck.I whisper into her ear, “Better not moan.” The waitress approaches the table again. Jess looks nervous and I push my thumb into her pussy as the unsuspecting waitress starts to lift the plates. Jess squirms a bit, and bites her lip, but she does manage to not moan. After breakfast we take our time heading back to the room, as if going slow will make the day last longer. Eventually, though, we do get to back to the room.I close the door behind me. Then turn my attention to her, bringing her hands up my lips. I start kiss along her palm and down her wrists, then stop as I notice bruising along her wrist.“Jess What happened?” I ask, the concern evident in my voice as I partially break character.“Nothing, master. I pulled too hard against the restraints. It was my fault so don’t be worrying about it. I liked it.”“You’re sure?” I ask, raising my eyebrows.“Yes, master,” she smiles coyly and raises her eyes to meet mine.I take her use of master as her indicating that everything is fine. So I go back to kissing along her wrists. I work my way up her arm, along her shoulder, back up her neck and then kiss her lips again.“Well, my little slave, what do she say she get out of that dress and I finally fuck you?”“Huh what? But you…didn’t you?”I enjoy the look of full confusion on her face as she tries to comprehend what I’ve just said.I smile, being a bit more forceful with the demand, “I said out of the dress, and I finally fuck you.” I do, however, make note of the rule break in not simply answering my question and doing as told.She doesn’t move to pull off the dress, and is still questioning the events of last night, “But didn’t you…I thought that you fucked me last night?”My smile brightens at this, I had successfully tricked her into believing I’d fucked her last night. “Well, my little slut, that was the whole idea. I’m glad to see that it worked” My voice hardens a bit, and I remove the smile from my face as I say, “Now, out of the dress and onto the bed.”She does as she’s told. She lies on her back with her legs spread a bit. While I didn’t give her any command for how to lie, I had told her that I was going to fuck her. So, I didn’t comment on her taking initiative on how to lie. I was very pleased to see that she wasn’t sure of what exactly happened the night before. I climbed onto the bed and kneel between her legs.I climb up over her and take my cock in my hand. Rubbing it up and down against her pussy before pushing it in. I move it in and out slowly, working more and more of it in each time. When I finally get myself worked fully into her I stop moving. Just feeling myself fully inside of her. The look of pure ecstasy on her face was well worth the wait. I move into a slow rhythm of thrusting in and out of her, feeling her pussy pull and contract against me, She start to thrust against me, working her body to increase the pleasure for both of us.I start to pick up the pace of my thrusting and pull further out before thrusting back in, hard. Between her tightness and my own thickness, I feel myself getting close to cumming. Rather than hold back, I simply lean down and kiss her neck then whisper that I’m going cum.I thrust hard and deep, pushing myself into her fully as I cum. I lie down on her and kiss her. Working my way up to kiss and nibble her earlobe, then working my way down to kiss her neck and suck on it gently.I start to thrust slowly, working myself up to thrusting hard again, as my own excitement hasn’t faded a bit. I pause long enough to sit up on my knees and lift her legs to my shoulders. The new position allows me thrust myself deeper into her. I watch her expressions. Each inward thrust makes her moan and arch her back. Every time I pull back she tries to push herself towards me again, eliciting a slight whimper from her lips. I watch my cock push into her and feel her pussy contracting around me. I feel her body trying to hold me inside of her as I pull back. I pull back until just the head of my cock is in her and push hard and deep back into her.I enjoy the view of her on her back, legs apart just enough for me to watch my cock push into her, causing her to moan and tighten around me in pleasure. I thrust like this until she whimpers and I feel her legs tense in my grip. Her pussy squeezes my cock and I feel myself on the verge. I bury my cock deep into again and cum inside her for the second time.I move her legs to the side and roll onto the bed beside her, breathing heavily. I turn my head to look at her, she’s lying with a big smile on her face.“Go get cleaned up, I’m going to want to eat that pussy of yours again.” I leaned over and kissed her deeply. “Shower quick, pull on a bathrobe and come out. I’m going to order some room service. I don’t think we’ll be leaving the room again.”She climbs over me, and sneakily licks my cock clean. I should have stopped her, maybe even punished her right then, but I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of her tongue on my cock. Then she walks over to bathroom and I watch her go before rolling around and off the bed. When I hear the water running I phone down to order whipped cream and some mixed fruit. The fruit would be going to waste as I only needed the cream, but didn’t want to leave the room to go to the shop.While I’m waiting on her to come back out, I start to pack up all the fun stuff I brought with me. I don’t pack up any of the clothes apart from the thong and the pair of panties from the first night. I figured I would let her pick out what she wanted to wear home. I had just finished removing the handcuffs and ropes when she came out of the shower in the bathrobe. It was a long robe that fully covered her, unfortunately.“Open the robe and show me that you’re naked, little one,” I order.She was complying before I even finish the command. I walk over and kiss her neck, as I run my fingers over her pussy, “All nice and clean? We will have to do something about that real soon,” I whisper.There’s a knock at the door as the person outside calls, “Room service.”“Cover up and let them in, little one.”I go off to the bathroom while she lets the employee in then sees them out. I give myself a quick clean and come out naked my cock hard and erect already.“Ok, my little sex slave, get that robe off then onto the bed with you.”She drops the robe and climbs up onto the bed. She looks at the food and then at me smiling, “That isn’t going to be very filling. And, I didn’t think that you were a fan of fruit, master?”“Now, now, little one, I haven’t forgotten about the blatant rule break of sucking my cock when you were going to the shower,” I smile then add “,or the delay and talking back when I was ordering you out of your dress. So, I guess that’s two rule breaks that I am going to have to punish you for”She pouts at me as I lift the bowl of whipped cream. I take a scoop in my fingers and spread it over my cock then stand at the edge of the bed.“My cock seems to have gotten messy. Clean it up for me, and no using your hands.”I stand, expecting to feel her mouth going over my cock. However, she takes the vagueness of my command and licks from the base of my cock up to the tip, swirling her tongue around the top before licking down the underside of it. She starts to lap at my cock, cleaning away the cream, then starts to kiss her way up the shaft lifting up the last remaining bits of cream before kissing the tip of my cock as she finishes. Then she sits back on her knees on the bed and smiles sweetly at me.I look at my now clean cock, and back at her. I can’t help but smile and shake my head. “Are she being funny with that, little one? I told you to use your mouth to clean my cock.”“No, master. You said to clean your cock and not to use my hands. You didn’t say that I had to use my mouth. So, I cleaned it up with my tongue.”“I…” I replay what I had said in my head, looking a little flustered as she smiled, “You knew what I meant.” I tried to keep an annoyed look on my face, barely hiding the smile creeping in at her deviousness.“Ok, well, I’ll give you that one,” I hand her the bowl. “Cover your tits and pussy, it’s my turn to eat.”I watch as she spreads the cream over her tits, spreading it along the swell of her tits and putting a dollop over the nipples. She puts a handful over her pussy, leaving it as it lay where she dropped it then lies back on the bed and looks over to me.I join her on the bed. I take the full dollop that she had placed over one nipple, sucking hard. I lick along her skin, dragging my tongue over the swell of her breasts, alongside the nipples, and slowly remove the cream. Once I’ve thoroughly cleaned the smeared cream from her, I lick and suck the remaining dollop from her other nipple. I lazily trail my tongue down her body, stopping just before the dollop of cream on her pussy. In my excitement I quickly lap my tongue along the cream, smearing a bit along her thigh as I do. I ignore the smear along her thigh and focus my attention on her, dipping my tongue into her quickly as my tongue slid lower.I bring my fingers to her clit and teasingly rub the sensitive skin around her clit while I push my tongue into her. My fingers slide down her pussy and my tongue glides upwards, licking and sucking on her clit as I finger her deeply. A lazy slide and glide, alternating between the two motions, never breaking full contact with her body. I feel her tense up as my tongue curls into her and my fingers on her clit bring her over the cusp of an orgasm.I glide her lubrication mixed with my own saliva down to her ass, circling her with my finger. A slow and gentle in and out motion to keep her distracted while I line my cock up with my other hand. Very lightly pushing into her ass with my finger and then thrust my cock into her pussy without much warning. She gasps and I can feel her tense up at the sudden motion. I keep still, letting her grow accustomed to me filling her while I work my ring finger in and out of her ass.I bring my pinky up to her pussy and get some of the juices for it, then manage to work it into her ass as well. With both fingers pushing in and out of her ass and my cock deep inside her pussy I feel her cum again, squeezing me tightly. I start to alternate between moving my fingers in her ass and thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy, moving slowly and deliberately with each motion. When I feel myself close to cumming I pull my fingers out of her ass and grab her hips. After a hard and deep thrust I pull my cock out of her pussy and cum up over her stomach shooting far enough for some to hit her breasts. The cum starts to trickle down onto her and I rub it over her pussy and ass.I tell her to get onto her knees and she quickly obeys moving onto her knees. I gently, slowly start to push my cock against her ass, the cum pushes into her more than my cock does. Then she gasps and raises up against me, inadvertently making it much easier for my cock to slip into her ass. It took all of my willpower not to cum there and then. She was as as tight as could be, and it felt wonderful. I look at her, leaning over her as she looks back at me. I kiss her gently and whisper, “Is this ok, Jess?”Her voice sounds totally different, a mix of lustful, scared, and wanting, “Yes, master, it’s great. Go slow but…fuck my ass?”I am only too happy to oblige with that. Though it should be me giving orders, she was only telling me that what I was going to do anyway was okay with her. I am slow and gentle, but it isn’t long before I’ve worked my cock deep into her ass. I stay still a moment then push and pull just slightly. Short thrusts deep into her ass as she arches her hips back towards me with soft whimpers. I pull out slowly, looking at her spread ass as it starts to close over now that my cock is out of her. I push it back in, finding it a lot easier to move my cock all the way in and out again. My grip tightens on her hips and I thrust hard into pussy, eliciting another gasp out of her.I pull out incredibly slowly, ensuring she can feel the length and girth of me as I pull back to the head, her pussy tightens around me and she cums again. I wipe this up with my cock then thrust back into her ass. She leans down on the bed, lifting her ass a bit higher and giving me a magnificent view of her in complete submission to me. I give a few thrusts in her ass then swap back to her pussy.I continue to alternate between her ass and pussy, pulling out of one, and then into the other. I occasionally pull out of one and thrust back into it, keeping her guessing where I going to thrust into again. My focus was on her body, but I did notice that she had turned her head towards me and was watching my expression. I pretended to not notice, but getting to see her react each time I thrust into her was a turn on. She bit her lip and closed her eyes when I thrust into her pussy, then whimpered and pouted just a little when I pushed into her ass.I feel myself getting close and give one last thrust in her ass hard and deep followed by a couple of quick slow thrusts into her pussy then pull out. I tell her to lie down on her back as I move up the bed. She lies on the bed obediently and I give myself a couple of quick strokes, shooting my load of cum over her face and breasts. She looks a little surprised and I just smile, “That was your punishment.”I flop down on the bed beside her, spent and exhausted. I raise my arm up and bring it down behind her head, “snuggle in” I whisper. I’m not sure I could muster much more than thatShe raises her head and places it onto my chest. I kiss the top of her head, ”Well my slut, that I have to say was even better than last night. And, I didn’t think that was possible. Did you enjoy yourself?” I ask teasing, as her body had already told me she enjoyed it every bit as much as I did.“Yes, master,” she whispers, breathing as hard as I am.After a short while of lying like that I tell her to lean up and let me up. She doesn’t move and I’m about to tell her again, in case she is sleeping or just didn’t hear me the first time, when she very reluctantly gets up. I go to bathroom, telling her to wait until I call her. In the bathroom, I run a bath in the nice big tub; filling it with bubbles and sprinkling some rose petals into the bath. I test the temperature with my elbow before deciding that it is perfect temperature. I slide into the tub before calling her to come in.When she comes into the bathroom I see her take in the bath. A slight smile lights up her face, but she doesn’t move to join me. I motion towards counter, “Lift the bath stuff and bring them over to me,” I command.I take them from her and set them on the side of the bath. I run my down her back and rest it on her ass, “This bath seems a little empty to me, join me. Sit with your back to me and don’t look behind you.”She eases herself into the bath, sitting as commanded, with her back to me. I lift the sponge and wash her back, giving her a bit of a massage while my hands glide over her shoulders. I let my hand go down to rub the top of her breasts before bringing them back up along her chest and neck. I get her to lean back while I gently work the cum off her breasts. I urge her to turn around and I wipe off the cum from her face, kissing her nose when I finished. I work my way down her body, cleaning the cum from her stomach. I move my hands below the water and clean her thighs and her pussy. I couldn’t help but tease it a bit by letting my thumb run down her lips.Once I was done washing her, I clean my cock, giving it a hard scrubbing. I stand up and get out of the bath without cleaning any more of myself. I see her confused expression and simply don’t acknowledge it as I walk over the shower, and turn it on. I set the temperature to the way I like it, which I knew would be a little cold for her. I call her over to join me. She eagerly gets in, but automatically starts to adjust the temperature out of habit.I stop her by placing my hand over hers, “I know you find it a little cold but I like it at this temperature; consider the coldness the rest of your punishment, my little slave.” She leaves the water as it is and I guide her to turn towards me, “Now, clean me down and use that wonderful mouth of yours to make me cum again.”Her smile grows as she starts to wash me. She works quickly over my torso. Then, she drops down to her knees, and wraps her lips over my cock. She starts to move her lips up and down my shaft. I lean back in the shower letting the cold water wash over me while she works on my cock. Her tongue dances over it, while she moves her lips leisurely to the base of me. I feel myself getting close and tell her I’m about to cum. I don’t give her any direction on what to do, knowing this will be the last thing that we do, I leave it up to her. She swallows the whole load, licking her way around my cock and racing the water to clean the bits she missed from my skin.She stands up, licks her lips and splashes some water on her face to clean away any cum that escaped. We get out of the shower, and I hand her the other bathrobe. She pulls it on and dries herself with it while I quickly dry myself and get dressed.We walk out into the bedroom, and I turn around and smile at her, “Jessica, Jessica, Jessica.” The use of her full name causing a reluctant end to our weekend.She tries to force a sad smile and replies,“David, David, David.” Agreeing to our previous arrangement of a weekend together with an amicable ending for both of us.I open my arms for a hug, and she runs into me wrapping her arms around me tightly. I return the hug and kiss her on the top of her head. While I want to ask her if this weekend had lived up to what she had hoped for, I wouldn’t allow myself to say the words. We had agreed on things ahead of time and I didn’t want to go against our rules. This was the only way to ensure a clean separation between the sexual curiosity that had built between us for years and our long-term friendship.“The room is paid for until tomorrow, so you’re free to stay the night. I have all the clothes I had bought for the weekend left for you. I want you to keep the dress that you picked out with me. It’s my present to you for the weekend,” I sigh, unable to hide my own disappointment at the weekend being over. “Sadly, I have to go,” looking at my watch before continuing, “I’m due in office for a night shift and will have a shit load of work to catch up on.”I leave the key on the dresser. She walks me to the door and I kiss her once more before I step out of the room. When the door is shut I drop my head. I really didn’t want the weekend to be over, it was the best weekend I’ve ever had, and the most enjoyable time I’ve ever had in someone else’s company, even without all of the sex. I wanted to turn back and tell her not to be going home and beg her to stay, or something, just to say something to try and get her to give it a go beyond the weekend. But, I didn’t, I just kept walking away from the door to the room. I was scared that she would think that the weekend had destroyed our friendship, especially if I poured my heart out and she then rejected me.I stopped outside of the hotel for a moment, but reminded myself of the deal we’d made, then just kept walking.

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