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Ela I„Hallo Ela….“, sie drehte sich um, sah mir kurz in die Augen, und sackte in meinem bereitgehaltenen Arm zusammen. Ich habe lange in Gedanken geübt um ihr die Spritze überraschend, unauffällig und vor allem ohne Spuren zu setzen. Es ging viel leichter als ich gedacht habe. Was wohl vor allem daran lag das sie nie damit gerechnet hätte das ihr so etwas geschieht. Immer war sie die schnellere, die ihre Hand schnell und präzise plaziert hat. Oder ihr Knie schnell und hart gehoben hat. Der Unterschied war, das ich mich vorbereitet hatte, ich wusste das sie nur darauf aus war mich bloßzustellen. Also musste ich nur wie ein Pfeil aus dem Dunkel kommen. Sie lallte in meinem Arm herum, jeder würde sie für total besoffen halten. Was ich auch dem einzigen älteren Mann sagte der uns kurz nach der Spritze begegnete. Sie feiere halt so gerne ihre Geburtstage, bahis firmaları und meist wär sie bevor es dunkel ist so besoffen das sie nicht mehr alleine zurückfindet. Schönen Abend noch der Herr….Drei Stufen und die Beifahrertür lagen zwischen dem besoffenen Geburtstagskind, und meinen Plänen mit ihr. Habe es mir einfacher vorgestellt, trotz ihrer nur, geschätzten, 45kg.Eine kurze Fahrt in die kurzerhand angemietete Kellerwohnung eines Bekannten, wobei anmieten besser mit ausgeliehen ausgedrückt ist. Dafür das er danach schuldenfrei bei mir ist hat er sich bestimmt sehr gefreut.Ich war nur gestern kurz in der Wohnung um mich umzusehen was gefährlich werden könnte, für mich oder für Ela, oder wo es einfach zu leicht wäre nach draußen zu kommen. Schliesslich habe ich mir die ganze Woche freigenommen um die kleine auf Linie zu bringen. Die Wohnung kaçak iddaa besteht eigentlich nur aus einem Zimmer, recht groß, etwa 30m². Und einem kleinem Bad auf der gegenüberliegenden Seite der Wohnungstür. Das Badfenster ist in Wirklichkeit nur ein Lichtschacht der auf der Straßenseite in den Gehweg eingelassen wurde. Ohne Werkzeug oder grober Gewalt kommt man da nicht ins freie. Das Zimmer selber hat keine Fenster. Eine riesige Schlafcouch in der einen Ecke, und einer Küchenzeile in der schräg gegenüberliegenden Ecke. Ein Sideboard mit Fernseher gegenüber der Schlafcouch. Und einem ziemlich großen Kleiderschrank gegenüber der Küchenzeile.Ich werde auch die ganze Woche hier „wohnen“. Und da der Pizzadienst zum überleben reichen wird habe ich sämtliches Besteck in den Kofferraum geladen um es nach meiner erholsamen Woche wieder zurückzulegen.Der Weg in kaçak bahis die Wohnung führt über einen Seiteneingang des 6-Etagen Wohnhaußes. Unwissende würden ihn für einen Kellereingang halten, was er ja auch irgendwie ist. Bemoste Treppenstufen, 5 Stück, wo man schnell ausrutscht wenn es regnet. Aber die letzten Tage war es sehr sonnig für einen April im Jahre 2016.Ich werde die kleine Ela, trotzalledem, vorsichtig die Treppe runtertragen, die Tür öffnen während ich sie kurz absetze, und sie dann auf der ausgezogenen, bezogenen Schlafcouch ablegen, zudecken und nach hause gehen. Mein Urlaub beginnt erst morgen, leider.Auf der Kommode neben dem Fernseher liegt der von mir verfasste Brief an ihr, den sie bestimmt sofort lesen wird nachdem sie erwacht ist.Und ich habe absolut keine Ahnung wie Sie reagieren wird wenn sie ihn gelesen hat. In der Küchenzeile habe ich 2 Minikameras versteckt, über die ich sie jederzeit beobachten kann und bei Bedarf, innerhalb von 5 Minuten bei der kleinen Ela sein kann damit sie keine dummen Sachen tut, ich brauche sie noch, die kleine Ela.

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A Deal With My Step-Sister Part 2A few days of enjoying Kelly’s arse had made me impatient for more. Things were progressing and if I was honest with myself they were happening faster than I had dared to hope.Kelly didn’t flinch any more when I groped her arse and she would only giggle when I pushed my hand down her pants and played with her arse. Even when I was rubbing her rosebud and softly pushing she only cooed and looked at me with an amused grin.If I didn’t know her better I would say she was getting into itI watched Kelly clean my cum from her arse again, inspecting it between her fingertips. I had the strangest feeling she would have tasted it if I wasn’t there. But I dismissed the thought. She wasn’t a deviant like her twin brother.”So I’ll wash the cars in return for breasts, belly and back privileges. All three cars.”Both mum and dad had cars which were straight forward to wash. But the third was a vintage sports coupe mum and dad took to classic car gatherings and Sunday drives. It was a pain in the neck as you had to wash, wax and polish. Each bloody time.Kelly wiped her arse clean with a wet wash cloth, making sure to get in her crack and clean my cum off her rosebud. Just thinking about it made me hard again.I held my breath as I waited for her respond. Maybe she was weirded out by me humping and cumming on her arse canlı bahis şirketleri and didn’t want any more even if I took annoying chores.Kelly placed her hands on the edge of the sink and looked back at me. I could see her thinking through the deals.”My go to jail cards cover everything right? And you had better do a good job with the coup. If you mess up you have to own up and say we switched turns. And when you are fucking my breasts doesn’t mean you can cum on my face. That will cost you vacuuming.”I stared at Kelly and she winked.”Two can play this game. You are my little brother.” She was older, just. “So having you play with my body doesn’t really mean much. Like a little baby with its mother.””Hang on. The house is massive, I reckon I should be able to get blowjobs for that.”Kelly lifted up her shirt, chucked it on the floor and moved closer to me. I watched her in only her bra walk towards me. Her tight body on full display, her sexy smooth belly and medium sized breasts jutted out perfectly. Her tasty looking pussy, topped only by a small strip of pubic hair, her tight lips looking even better than usual.Her hands went behind her back and her breasts jiggled slightly as they were released. Her bra was thrown on the floor and I finally saw those perky goodies. They sat straight out from her chest, her small canlı kaçak iddaa pink pointy nipples looking like they needed to be licked.Kelly pushed her chest against me and looped her arms around my neck. She pouted and leaned in close.”Come on vacuum the house and you get to come on my face.” Kelly suddenly moved forward and pushed her lips against mine and started to kiss me deep. This was the first time she had kissed me after I rimmed her arse. Usually I had to use mouth wash before she would kiss me. I felt her left lift up and rest on my waist and pull me in tight, my hands had gone straight to her arse, but now my left hand was rubbing up and down her back. Kelly pulled back and I breathlessly stared at her.”Come on say deal.”She humped against me and I choked out that one word.”Deal.”Kelly smiled and stepped back. She had won one over me. But she still had enough chores I knew I could get her to fuck me. I blinked. She had made me agree to cum on her face. But she had done it so she didn’t have to blow me. The lesser of two evils.Kelly leaned down right in front of me and I watched as she pulled my pants down, freeing my hard member. She grabbed it and kneeled up straighter to push it between her breasts. I groaned as my cock touched her sweet soft breasts.I immediately started to jack hammer my cock between her canlı kaçak bahis breasts. Kelly giggled as my cock kept on popping out. She pushed her breasts together with one hand and her elbow, using her free hand to trap my cock inside. I moaned and watched her breasts jiggle slightly from my assault.Kelly was watching my cock intently as it slid up and down between her perky breasts. While she wasn’t overflowing with breasts like some women, Kelly had more than enough to make my dick feel like it was melting in pleasure.I grunted and that was all the warning Kelly got before I shoved my dick as hard as I could into her breasts. The tip directly facing her watching face.I groaned deeply as the first shot fired into her face. She jumped as my hot cum splattered over her cute nose, the second squirt hit her open mouth perfectly. I moaned and kept humping into her breasts as I dribbled a the dregs of my orgasm on Kelly’s tits.Kelly coughed a little and looked up at me with a smile on her face and a white dripping nose. She stood up and opened her mouth to show me the cum inside. She swallowed audibly and swirled her tongue around her mouth to catch the cum dripping down.”Ok I’ll let you cum in my mouth as well, but only because you are so tasty.”I watched open mouthed as Kelly collected the rest of my cum with her finger and sucked it into her mouth. She washed her face and breasts in the basin, the swayed out of the bathroom completely naked.I shook my head and looked in the mirror. I had a massive grin on my face, stretching my cheeks. Oh yes this was going better than I thought.

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I want to Fuck You with My StraponIt all began when Cindy stuck her finger up my ass. She was running her tongue lightly up and down the shaft of my cock, but paused for an instant to gauge my reaction. I moaned slightly, appreciatively. It felt good. She smiled and began slowly moving her finger in and out.We were naked on her bed in her apartment on a Saturday morning, the sunlight streaming in through her bedroom windows. At first, I wasn’t fully awake, although Cindy did a fine job of waking me up. She had started nibbling and nipping at my balls before moving up to my cock. And now she had a finger up my backside. I was awake and she had my full attention.It wasn’t the first time that a girlfriend had stuck a finger up my ass, but this was different. Cindy wasn’t stopping at one. She began working a second finger inside me and then a third. She stopped and looked up at me as she slowly fucked me with her three fingers.”How does this feel?””Hmm,” I moaned to myself. “Feels wild. Strange. Really good.” It felt so full and warm. “Don’t stop.””Oh no,” she said smiling. “I am just getting started.” With that she took my cock in her mouth and starting sucking in rhythm with her fingers pumping in my ass. I didn’t last long. Between her mouth and her fingers, the orgasm was shattering.She cuddled up next to me and began kissing my neck. Then she whispered, “Have you ever been fucked in the ass by a woman?” I was startled, “Ah, no.” I paused. “Nor by a man either.” She laughed. “That much I figured. You are too straight to swing both ways. Suggests a lack of imagination, you know.” It was my turn to laugh. So, I was too straight. Well, we are what we are. Cindy was bi and had broken up with a long-term girlfriend just before we met. She was my first bi girlfriend, or at least the first that I knew about.I looked into her eyes, a lovely shade of hazel. They seemed to smile back at me. “Well then, have you ever fantasized about a woman fucking you with a strap-on?”Wow, I thought. “Can’t say that I have. I know, a failure of imagination.”With that she rolled over on top of me, held me down by the shoulders and gave me a long and passionate kiss. Then she sat back, still holding down my shoulders. For her size, she seemed suddenly very strong. She had a wicked smile on canlı bahis şirketleri her face and a wild look in her eyes.”I really, really want to fuck you with my strap-on”I wasn’t sure what to a say, so I said the first thing that came to mind. “I didn’t know that you had a strap-on””I have two,” she said her smile growing wider. “Wanna see?” “Sure,” I replied, amazed how we just went from imminent sodomy to show-and-tell. She hopped off me and went into her walk-in closet. In a few minutes she came out wearing a black harness and a not overly large dildo which was, somewhat incongruously, blue. She had a big smile on her face and wiggled her hips, making the rubber cock swing back and forth.”This was in the last of the stuff I picked up from Nina’s. What do you think?”What did I think? I wasn’t sure what to think. I knew that she had gotten the last of her things from her girlfriend’s apartment, but had no idea that sex toys were in the box. Clearly I still had much to learn about Cindy.She stood there, beautifully naked, except for the harness and the swinging blue rubber cock. The goofy grin on her face made it all seem playful and silly. Kind of sexy. Then again, the cock felt more than a little threatening, especially given its intended destination. Could I handle it? Physically? Emotionally? Would it be liberating or emasculating? Was my masculinity all that fragile that it could be shattered by a blue rubber cock? Should I grab my clothes and run for the door or bend over and submit? As I was considering my options, I realized that my cock was voting in the affirmative. Given that I had cum just a few minutes before, the erection was impressive. Perhaps, I was overthinking the situation. Best to go with my gut, or in this case, the guidance provided by my cock.”I think you look very sexy,” I finally replied.”So can I fuck you?” she asked, putting an extra emphasis on the hard percussive “f” of fuck. It was both a question and a challenge. I took a deep breath and said, “Sure.”She raised an eyebrow and stepped next the bed, holding the rubber dildo so that it was pointing straight at me, inches from my face. Then in a tone I didn’t expect she barked, “Suck my cock, boy!” I started to suggest that that wasn’t really necessary, but, as I opened canlı kaçak iddaa my mouth to speak, she shoved the blue dildo down my throat. She grabbed the back of my head with her other hand and pulled me forward.The dildo wasn’t that long, but I gagged as it hit the back of my throat. My eyes started to water and I jerked my head back against her hand. She pulled the cock back but kept fucking my face. Now that I could breathe, I started to get in the rhythm and began to move my head to meet the cock, taking it deep, but not enough to gag. She moved her hand from the back of my head to caress my cheek and said softly, “Good boy. Suck that cock.” I am not sure how long she fucked my face, but I sort of slipped into the surreal vision of a blue rubber cock being shoved down my throat while watching Cindy’s breasts bounce slightly as she thrust her hips toward my face. Then suddenly, she stopped. “You’re a good little cocksucker, now aren’t you?” she said with a evil grin. “Get on your hands and knees. Now we’ll have some real fun.”I did as she directed, got on my hands and knees on the bed. I wasn’t sure what to expect. Given how rough she was fucking my face, would she come at my ass like a battering ram? Instead, she walked away to the bathroom. I heard water running and soon she was back with a warm washcloth which she rubbed against my ass. “Gotta have you kissing sweet,” she purred. She got up on the bed and leaned forward, kissing and licking my backside. She ran her tongue up and down my perineum, licking my scrotum and then flicking across my asshole. Then she sank her tongue in my ass, fluttering around and then stabbing in and out like a tiny cock. It felt warm, exciting and relaxing at the same time.I heard her squirt lube and felt the cool wetness as she worked one lubricated finger into my ass, and then another and another. She slowly finger fucked me as I groaned happily. “If you like my fingers, you are going to love my cock.” She gave my ass a hard swat pulling me out of my revery.”OK, roll over on your back, ass on the edge of the bed, a pillow under your hips. I want to see the look in your eyes as I fuck you.”I got in position. My knees were spread, my asshole slightly elevated. I have never felt so exposed and vulnerable. She stepped canlı kaçak bahis up between my legs. Her eyes seemed to burn with raw lust.I felt the cock press against my asshole. Rather than ramming it in, as she had my mouth, she was very gentle, easing her way in the puckered gateway. The blue cock was much bigger than her fingers, but slid in smoothly. I closed my eyes and gasped at the blend of sensations – pressure but not pain, a sense of complete surrender, of submission, and the simple joy of losing control.She began to move in and out, slowly at first, but then fast and faster. Soon she was fucking me hard, slapping my ass with her hips as she drove the cock into me, then pulling most of the way out before slamming back again. The strap-on jabbed hard across my prostate creating a feeling that was brand new – intense, and pleasurable yet almost painful. It was overwhelming, too much and not enough. I couldn’t take it and I wanted more. I found myself croaking, “Fuck me, Cindy. Fuck me.” And she did. Harder and harder. Cindy slid one hand down the top of the harness and rubbed her clitoris. “Jerk-off,” she commanded. “I want to see you come.”The sensation of having my ass pounded by the strap-on merged into the sensations as I jerked my cock to life. The stimulation of my prostate as the dildo slammed into it were as powerful as the pleasure from my hand jerking the shaft and glans. I watched as Cindy grew closer and closer toward her own orgasm.Suddenly, if was all too much and I came. Cum splattered on my belly as the world seemed to explode. Cindy kept driving into me with a manic frenzy, until she opened her mouth in a silent scream and her whole body began to shake. She slumped forward slightly with the strap-on still buried inside me. In a few minutes, she stood again and pulled out. I felt oddly empty. She took off the harness, dropped it on the floor and climbed onto the bed. I was still gasping for breath. She cuddled next to me. “So how was it?””Amazing.” I ran my fingers though her hair. “Can we do that again?””Sure.” she relied. “Next time, maybe I’ll use the bigger dildo.” “Oh no,” I said. “Let’s practice more with the blue one. That one is big enough. I won’t be surprised if my ass is plenty sore tomorrow.””Maybe so. Will it have been worth it?””Absolutely,” I replied.I turned and kissed her, then whispered in her ear, “You can fuck me in the ass any time, my love.” She gave me a wicked smile. “An offer I shall not refuse.” (little did he know I had already ordered an even larger strapon)

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Als Lernpause habe ich auf was anderes Lust.” Sie blickte mir unverholen in den Schritt und dann lächelnd zu mir. Ich war mir nicht sicher, ob ich richtig verstanden illegal bahis siteleri hatte und wollte nachfragen, aber sie nickte schon und hob ihren Rock. Sie war nackt und es glänzte schon etwas Feuchte. “Jetzt zeig mir deinen”, forderte sie keck. Ich öffnete meine Hose und zog die Unterhose hinab. Mein Schwanz schwoll gerade an und die Errektion wurde durch einen Kuss auf meine Eichel vollendet und gekrönt. Genussvoll leckte sie den Lusstrophen ab.Ich blickte mich um. Bestimmt war es verboten, hier zu ficken … was wenn uns einer erwischen würde? Sie blies diese Gedanken im Wahrsten Sinne des Worten weg. Ihre Lippen umschlossen meinen Schaft und ihre Zunge umspielte meine Eichel. Wow, wie super es sich anfühlte wie sie immer mehr über ihn kam und ihn hingebungsvoll leckte. Sie hatte diese Lernpause offenbar sehr herbeigesehnt. Paralell fasste sie sich in den Schritt und nahm ihre Feuche auf, die sie dann auf dem Schwanz verrieb. Sie lächelte dabei, stand auf und präsentierte ihr Hinterteil. “Erst in den Arsch”, hauchte sie.Das ließ ich mir nicht zweimal sagen und drang in sie ein. Es war schön eng und ich stieß zuerst langsam dann immer schneller in sie hinein. Sie stöhnte leise. Über der ganzen Szenerie hingen die sprichwörtlichen bedrohlichen Wolken des Erwischtwerdens und so zögerten wir zuerst etwas, aber mit jedem Stoß wurde es hemmungsloser. Meine canlı bahis siteleri Finger suchten den Weg zu ihrer nassen Spalte und fanden sie. Es fühlte sich toll an und ich begann an ihrer Klit zu spielen. Ein lauter Stöhner entfuhr ihr. Wir erschranken uns kurz, aber dann trieb sie an: “Weiter, hör bloß nicht auf!” Das wollte ich auch um nichts auf der Welt tun und ich setzte meine Bewgungen fort während der ihr immer wieder sanfte Stöhner entfuhren. Diese Gefahr, dass da plötzlich jemand stehen könnte und uns sehen könnte oder vielleich jetzt schon sehen würde, spornt uns inzwischen mehr an als dass sie uns abhielt.Ich hielt es kaum noch aus und wollte endlich in ihre Richte Feuchte eintauchen. Ich zog meinen prallen Schwanz aus ihrem Hintern und tauchte in ihre geile Feuchte ein. Mit meinen von ihrer Geilheit nassen Händen umfasste ich ihre Hüften und stieß immer wieder bis zum Anschlag in sie hinein. Ich spürte ihre Zuckungen als sie kam und wie dabei ihre Vagina meinen Schwanz zu melken schien.Da sie offenbar nicht wollte, dass ich in ihr kam kniehte sie sich hin und umschloss meinen Schwanz wieder mit ihren Mund. Es dauerte nicht lange und mein Sperma füllte mit heftigen Spitzern ihren sehr geilen Mund, den sie versiert einzusetzen wusste. Sie schluckte mit einem Lächeln, kam dann hoch und wir küssten uns leidenschaftlich. Ziemlich ironisch, dass wir erst Sex hatten und uns dann erst küssten, aber es war wunderbar. Wir richteten unsere Klamotten und sie sagte lächelnd: “Um fünf bin ich hier fertig wahrscheinlich – bitte komm mich doch abholen, dann kannst du mich gerne einladen.” Ich lächelte sie an.

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Nachbarschaftshilfe, zum DrittenNachbarschaftshilfe*3. Teil*Ihr erinnert Euch: „“Es war einer dieser Spätsommertage wie aus dem Bilderbuch: morgens verrät das dunstige Morgenrot, was der Tag zu bieten hat.“ Und bisher hatte mich dieser Tag auch nicht enttäuscht und ich hoffe Euch auch nicht …-Meine attraktive Nachbarin Sigrid sagte „Du hättest doch ´ne Belohnung verdient!“ – „Trinkt erst ´mal ´was, dann schauen wir ´mal ´was wir mit dem angebrochenen Tag noch machen können!“, antwortete ich. „Lass uns doch mit den Hunden ans Wasser fahren!“, schlug Birgit, meine erotische Freundin, vor. „Jetzt am Nachmittag wird da aber voll sein, “, wendete Sigrid ein, „und wir wollten Harry doch noch belohnen!“, fügte sich frech grinsend hinzu. „Zuschauer stören mich nicht!“, konterte ich genauso frech, „und außerdem kenne ich Abschnitte mit wenig Menschen – da schauen höchstens die Schafe zu!“. „Also, Diskussionsende: frisch gemacht und ab in den Bulli!“, schlug Birgit vor und wir drei handelten danach.Zwei Hunde, zwei Frauen, ein Mann und erotische Anspannung in meinem Bulli auf der kurzen Fahrt an die Nordseeküste. Birgit trug wieder das Kleid, das sie sich eigentlich zum Tanzen angezogen hatte, und darüber eine passende halblange Strickjacke, Sigrid hat sich enge 7/8-Hosen gezwängt dazu ein passendes oberschenkellanges Oberteil und´nen wollenen Umhang und Harry, also meinereiner, hatte es auch geschafft, sich strandmäßig zu kleiden: schwarze Jeans, schwarzes T-Shirt und darüber ´nen warmen Sweater. Auf´em Parkplatz angekommen war ich ziemlich stolz auf meine beiden Begleiterinnen, die so manchen Blick auf sich zogen. Irgendwie hatte ich Lust, diese Blickenden noch ein wenig zu provozieren: erst beugte canlı bahis ich mich zu Birgits Schmollmund küsste ihn, ließ meine Zunge offensichtlich mit ihrer spielen, während meine Hand einen Teil ihres Po entblößten – an ihrer Reaktion bemerkte ich, dass es ihr gefiel. Sigrids Augen sprachen Bände, aber ich wollte sie ja gar nicht zu kurz kommen lassen und auch sie genoss es mit meiner Zunge zu spielen, während meine Hände unter ihrem Top bemerken durften, dass sie kein BH trug. Da die Hunde schon ein wenig vorgelaufen waren, mussten wir dies Spiel leider unterbrechen – mit beiden Damen eingehakt ging ich den Hunden hinterher. Was für ein Gefühl: die Linke unterm Kleid auf dem warmen Fleisch und die Rechte steckte in der Potasche der engen Jeans – da wurde „Klein Harry“ auch wieder munter, was glücklicherweise zunächst in der Jeans nicht auffiel. So spazierten wir, immer wieder von kleinen gegenseitigen Zungenspielereien unterbrochen, zwischen Wasserkante und Deichwiesen dahin.Bis meine Nachbarin die Initiative ergriff, „Ich hab´Lust, “, sagte sie sich auf ihren Umhang fallend, „wer noch?“ – „Na ich!“, ließ sich auch meine Freundin auf ihre Jacke fallen und begann gleich mit Sigrid zu fummeln. „Willst Du wieder nur zuschauen?“, kam es von beiden wie aus einem Mund. „Ungerne!“, antwortete ich und setzte mich zwischen die beiden – noch ein kurzer Pfiff, der die Hunde zur Ordnung rief, so dass sie sich in der Nähe hinlegten – und ich wurde belohnt. Uns gegenseitig küssend zogen wir uns aus, meine Hände wussten gar nicht wo sie zuerst streicheln sollten und „Klein Harry“ durfte auch endlich aus seinem dunklen Gefängnis. Da mir Birgits Anatomie bekannter war als Sigrids, begann meine Zunge Quadratzentimeter bahis siteleri für Quadratzentimeter den Körper dieser attraktiven Frau zu erkunden; während sich Birgits Schmollmund zärtlich um „Klein Harry“ bemühte, verwöhnte Sigrid sanft den Venushügel meiner Freundin aus Greifswald – Spaziergänger bemerkten wir vor Lust gar nicht mehr, obwohl es für die sicher ein anregendes Bild war: drei nackte Wesen „durcheinander gewürfelt“ und nicht gerade leise auf Wolle gebettet. Die Schafe, auf deren Weide wir lagen, machten sich erst bemerkbar, als ich außer Birgits gierigem Schlund über „Klein Harry“ und Sigrids Nektar auf meiner Zunge noch ein Knabbern an meinen Zehen bemerkte – ja richtig, beide Damen saßen auf mir – die attraktive Nachbarin direkt auf meinem Gesicht, so dass ich ihre Höhle richtig schön auslecken konnte, und die erotische Freundin auf „Klein Harry“, der sich in dieser Dunkelheit sicher nicht fürchtete – während sie sich mit neckischen oralen Spielereien verlustigen. Und gerade in diesem Moment muss den Schafen auffallen, dass wir nicht auf ihre Weide gehören – mir war es einfach nicht gegönnt. Die Hunde taten mir leid – saßen sie doch mitten in der Herde und gaben keinen Laut von sich, da Herrchen das ja gesagt hatte.Wieder einigermaßen angezogen verließen wir die Weide, an der Wasserkante klopften wir uns gegenseitig die Spuren unseres Spiels von Kleidung und Körper. Die Hunde, nun wieder „lebendig“, sprangen um uns herum und liefen ein Stück voraus. „Jetzt´n Kaffee!“, kam es nach kurzem schweigenden Spazieren von uns dreien wie eingegeben. Da es auch schon langsam dunkel wurde riefen wir die Hunde, die leider nicht mit ins Café dürfen, um sie schon ‘mal in den bahis şirketleri Bulli zu bringen, wo immer auch Wasser und Futter auf sie wartet. Die beiden Frauen suchten einen Tisch in einer Fensternische aus und ließen mich in ihrer Mitte sitzen. Nachdem die Bedienung die Bestellung aufgenommen hatte, wurde ich von zwei Händen auf meinen Oberschenkeln überrascht – ich grinste den Kopf schüttelnd meine Begleiterinnen an, rutschte etwas tiefer in den plüschigen Lehnstuhl und überließ mich den zarten Händen, die immer weiter aufwärts wanderten und den „Kleinen“ weckten. Der freute sich, dass das Spielen weitergehen sollte. Eine Hand, ich kann gar nicht mehr sagen wessen, knöpfte den Schlitz auf und die andere nahm ihn in Empfang – das war unfair, obwohl ich am liebsten über meine Tischnachbarinnen hergefallen wäre, musste ich gelassen bleiben, da jetzt gerade serviert wurde. „Ist alles zu Ihrer Zufriedenheit?“, fragte die Servierin höfflich. „Könnte nicht besser sein, oder Harry?“, antwortete Sigrid ohne die Massage zu unterbrechen – „Sehr guter Service heute!“, sagte ich lächelnd. Mit zitternden Mundwinkeln unterdrückte ich ein Stöhnen, doch auch darauf waren die beiden vorbereitet und drückten mit abwechselnd scharfe Küsse auf, während sich der große „Klein Harry“ sich in eine Servierte übergab. „Ihr Biester“, zischte ich, „Danke schön!“. Der Kaffee und der Kuchen schmeckten uns nach der Massage nochmal so gut.„Darf ich fahren?“, fragte Birgit auf dem Weg zum Bulli, „Du dürftest doch ziemlich erschöpft sein.“ – „Erschöpft bin ich nicht, aber natürlich darfst Du fahren.“. So setzte ich mich zu den Hunden nach hinten und die beiden Frauen saßen vorn. Die Hunde schliefen relativ schnell ein, so dass es ziemlich ruhig im Kleinbus war – jeder hing seinen Gedanken an den zu Ende gehenden Tag nach.Es war einer dieser Spätsommertage wie aus dem Bilderbuch: morgens verrät das dunstige Morgenrot, was der Tag zu bieten hat …

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The Porn Stars Sister / Part 2NOTE: All stories by this author are part of an ongoing series. To follow the journey of Barbara Ann, aka Barb, aka Babs, her family and friends they are written in order from the oldest to newest. These are not professional writings but comments are welcome and appreciated. Hope you enjoy.Chapter 1 Kerry goes to workAfter graduation from high school in south Alabama, Kerry accepted a position with Bill Todd’s modeling agency in Atlanta. In the spring of her senior year, she had successfully done a one day sportswear catalog shoot for the agency. She had impressed everyone with her natural beauty and outgoing manner. It didn’t hurt that her half sister Barb, worked for the parent company. Mr. Darrien, the head of the parent company had made it a mission to recruit Kerry. Through trick and enticement he had gotten his way. After being flown to Atlanta on the company plane, Kerry arrived at the agency offices for her first day of work. Kerry was greeted at the front entrance by Tammy. They knew each other from Kerry’s first photo shoot at the agency. They were cordial but were not what most would consider friends. Tammy lead the way through a maze of hallways and closed doors to a small conference room.Kerry and Tammy took chairs opposite each other on the small six seat table. After offering Kerry some refreshments and making sure she was comfortable, Tammy began,“Let me put you at ease. Your employment with the company is guaranteed. What you are going to do this morning is consider two positions that are available. You can take the one you want.”“That’s great” responded a nervous Kerry.“The first is in the agency office as a receptionist. You would greet and direct people coming in the front door. You will answer and direct phone calls. There is other light office work but you would be the first person that people had contact with when it comes to our company. This is just a starting position and could lead to better things.”“The pay is $500 week. You will be given free rent and utilities at one of the company’s apartments. They are very nice. Most of the time the other girls will only be there for a few days as they work in the Atlanta area. You’ll get a paid membership at the local 24 hour gym. If you don’t have a car, there is a company shuttle that will provide transportation. You could actually walk as they are only a few blocks from here.“From time to time you may be able to pick up extra work. There are modeling jobs, runway work, and promotions that you may want to take advantage of. You have a leg up on other girls being here every day.” Tammy concluded.“That sounds great, but you said there were two jobs”? asked Kerry.“There are. This one is with modeling agency.” Tammy started.“The other is as a receptionist for our parent company across the street. That’s where Bill Todd’s office is.” “What is different about that job?” asked Kerry.“We’ll go across the street and find out” replied Tammy.With that said the two girls walked across the street to an unimpressive office building. There were no signs or indications what business was there. “At least the modeling agency had a sign” Kerry thought to herself.“You look surprised” said Tammy. “There is no reason for someone to come to these offices unless they’re invited.”When they arrived at the glass doors they were locked. Tammy punched in a security code and in they went. The large foyer was quite different. It was very modern with a light color scheme. Kerry was thinking this was more to her taste even though she had not even heard the first word about the job.To the left was on open glass stairway. Even to Kerry’s eyes, a vision of beauty was descending upon them. The woman had the legs of a ballet dancer. A form fitting black pencil skirt came down mid thigh. As Kerry’s eyes worked their way up the woman’s body the next thing she noticed was the wide red leather belt with an oversized silver buckle. Her white blouse had long sleeves and was unbuttoned to the bottom of her large boobs. Her makeup and hair were flawless. “May I introduce Rebecca. She is Mr. Todd’s personal secretary and assistant.”“Rebecca, this is Kerry” said Tammy.“I’ve been looking forward to meeting you” commented Rebecca.“So nice to meet you” Kerry said politely.“Thanks Tammy, I’ve got it from here” Rebecca said as she grabbed Kerry’s hand and took her up the stairs.The top of the stairs was like a movie set. All glass and metal accented with rich woods. The carpet was thick and plush. Kerry was giddy at the thought of working in such a place. Rebecca opened the first door to the left into conference room. It was larger and nicer than the one at the modeling agency.There was a seating area at the end of the room. Rebecca asked Kerry to join her on the sofa.“Today is an important day for you. I know Tammy went over the job at the agency with you. Do you have any questions?” asked Rebecca.“No. But I do want to hear about this job” Kerry replied excitedly.Rebecca set out to explain the second position. It too was being a receptionist. It paid $1000 a week. The housing that was furnished was a rather nice two bedroom. There would be a single room mate. Transportation to and from work would be provided by a company car and driver. A private trainer would be assigned to her at the in house company gym.These things alone made Kerry want this job rather than the first. Then it dawned on her that there must be a catch.“I get all this as a receptionist?” asked Kerry.“Well, sort of. Receptionist is the title of the position. It’s more of an apprentice or starting position.”stated Rebecca.Kerry became a little nervous about this. What was she going to be asked to do? Was this something she really wanted to pursuit?“Let me tell you something about our company.” Rebecca began.“We are an international company. We are leaders in the adult entertainment industry. You are probably aware of this because your half sister Barb is one of our biggest talents.”“I know she works for you but I’m not sure what she does.” injected a somewhat shaken Kerry.Tammy. sensing that Kerry may not be fully aware of her sister’s work took to talking in a form of code.“Your sister is a valued member of our family. She has developed a successful career in films, live performances, and company promotions. She is very successful.”In English it translates to Barb is a porn star, a stripper, and a corporate whore.“Your job here, if you accept it, would answer the phone and greet our guest. A bigdifference is that strangers do not call or come by our offices. We know these people and we want them to be treated like the special people they are. Like Mr. Griffin and his son Tye that you met in Martinique. You remember them?”“Does that mean that I have to strip naked and have my picture taken when they come here?” asked a somewhat naive Kerry in a blunt tone.“No, silly. We have other girls here that do that. Mr. Griffin and his son did speak highly of you and your sister. They said you were the highlight of their trip. Plus it didn’t hurt when it came to the decision for them to invest in our company.” Tammy continued.“There are two private entrances to this building. There is talent entrance where most of our employees enter the building. Then there is the client/investor entrance. The company executives also use that entrance.That is where you will spend most of your day.”“You will have to dress a little sexier than you are probably used to.. We’ll take you shopping if you accept the job and get some new outfits. You’ll get your hair and make done every day here in our make up studio. You will be the first person visitors will see and we want you to look your best. ”The client entrance was more like a lounge. There was a fully stocked bar was at one end. There were two seating areas consisting of overstuffed sofas and chairs. The overall decor was warm and inviting. Behind it was a separate butler’s pantry and a small dressing area.Rebecca finished her pitch to Kerry with the following.“The position we are offering you here at our corporate offices may not seem like much. But while you are here you will be exposed to variety of products and services we provide. While in our employment you will be given opportunities to advance.A number of our employees came to us with few assets. Some, like your sister are now millionaires”.This was news to Kerry. She thought her sister was doing well but this sounded like she was doing really well. Between this and the additional money and benefits, she was sold.“I’d love to work here with you” Kerry said happily. “When do you want me to start?”Rebecca informed Kerry that one of her assistants would take her to lunch. She would stay with Kerry for the afternoon to get her settled into the apartment.Kerry would have it to herself for a few days until her new room mate came in from overseas. It was fully furnished and had everything she would need. Upon arrival, Kerry was impressed. The apartment building was a nine story, modern structure. The apartment was on the fourth floor. It was spacious and ten times better than she had imagined. It had stylish, modern furniture. Sliding glass doors opened to a patio area that featured a view of the Atlanta skyline in the distance. It had every thing including a supply of snacks and beverages. She took notice of the thick, soft towels in the bathroom and a bed that felt like you should stay in it all day. A few weeks out of high school and Kerry felt like she was already a success.Chapter 2 A career beginsAt 8:30 the phone rang. Kerry had been up and ready to go since 6 am.“Kerry? This is James your driver. I’m here to take you to the corporate office. I’ll be waiting at the front door of the building“ was all she heard from the stranger on the phone.When she arrived downstairs, an attractive young man in a business suite was standing by the door.“James?” asked Kerry.“At your service” he answered as he opened the door and lead her to a black BMW sedan. Such personal service made her feel special. She would be glad to do whatever her new job entailed.The BMW pulled into a parking garage that was on one side of the corporate building. James stopped the car directly in front of the entrance doors. He got out and opened the car door for Kerry. As he opened the buildings door for her, she noticed Rebecca standing inside waiting for her. She was dressed like she was going to play tennis. White tennis shoes with low top white socks. She looked cute in her white pleated skirt. Her t-shirt top was rather plain except it was apparent that she wore no bra. As always her hair and makeup were flawless. Without a word,Rebecca grabbed Kerry’s hand and lead her to the elevator. As they waited for the door to open, Rebecca said “It’s time to get you ready for work. This is going to be a great first day.”The two continued to the second floor where they went to the in-house beauty salon. There Kerry was treated to not only hair and makeup but had her nails done. Before she was taken to get dressed for the day, Rebecca asked her to pull her pants down. She was feeling so good about the experience she didn’t hesitate. Besides, there was only two other women in the room.“We can’t have you leave here without checking out what you have going on down there ” commented Rebecca. “Why would that matter if I’m not going to take my clothes off?” asked Kerry.“Very cute” Rebecca said as she ran her fingers through the small patch of neatly trimmed hair.The soft gentle hands of another woman was a pleasant change from the crude advances of the boys she knew. When Rebecca went just a little bit further and let her hand rub against her exposed pussy, Kerry let out a noticeable soft whimper. She had never been with a woman but Rebecca sensed that it was only a matter of time. After passing inspection, Kerry and Rebecca went to the wardrobe and dressing area. There Kerry was given a matching tennis outfit. The lack of a bra did not surprise Kerry as she knew Rebecca was not wearing one. No panties being provided was something else.“Where are the panties?’ asked Kerry.“There are none to this outfit” said Rebecca lifting the front of her dress to expose her shaved pussy.“You remember Bill Griffin. He’s coming to the office this morning. He is a big tennis fan and we thought we would dress for the occasion.” Rebecca informed Kerry.“But why no panties? You said I wouldn’t have to strip” complained Kerry.“Men invest in our company because it is a good business decision. They also do it so the can enjoy the benefits. One of today’s benefits is he will get to peek at your bare pussy if he wants.” Rebecca said as in a blunt manner.When the limousine arrived at the lounge illegal bahis entrance, both Kerry and Rebecca were there to greet it. The driver got out and opened the passenger door. First out was Bill Griffin. Behind him were two girls dressed in identical tennis outfits. “Who are they?” asked Kerry.“They’re strippers from one of our local clubs. Mr. Todd sent them out to meet Mr. Griffin when his plane flew in. They’ll spend the day and probably the night entertaining him. As soon as we get them to Bill Todd’s office, you’ll get dressed for your next assignment.”Kerry was glad that she had not been required to show her pussy. If asked, she would have. But it was a good start to the day and she went back to wardrobe. There she was fitted with a yellow mid thigh wrap dress with matching yellow heels.Once again the dress came without undergarments. Kerry got the sense that there was a pattern developing.She returned to the lounge. Three different times a car pulled up to the entrance. Each time she went to the door and greeted the occupants. All were older men that worked for the company. They were very business like and polite.Each man made the same statement. “You must be the new girl.” With that they made their way to the elevator and disappeared. At around noon, Rebecca returned still wearing her tennis outfit and informed Kerry they would be having lunch with Bill Todd in his third floor office. After a brief elevator ride they walked to what turned out to be Rebecca’s office. Behind and to the side of her desk was a large wood door. On it was a brass plaque that proclaimed “Bill Todd, Senior Vice President, Talent Development”.Inside was a large comfortable office that was larger than Kerry’s new apartment.Bill was sitting behind his large executive desk. He directed Kerry to have a seat in one of the chairs facing his desk. Kerry sat carefully so as not to expose her bare bottom. He directed Rebecca to come and stand facing him by the side of his chair. As she stood talking to him, he placed his hand under her skirt caressing her bare pussy. As his finger penetrated into her, Kerry could see Rebecca’s nipples harden. Bill Todd took more pleasure in watching his new employee squirm than he derived from finger fucking his well built secretary.“Did you enjoy your first morning at work?” he asked Kerry as he continued to stroke Rebecca.“Very much so” she replied trying to be professional.“Do you think that Rebecca is enjoying herself?” he asked.“It appears that she is” Kerry replied.“Do you like watching her enjoy herself?” he asked.“I’m not sure” she said starting to doubt herself.“Do you want me to stop” he asked.“No” was her simple answer.Bill stopped abruptly. He directed Rebecca to have a seat next to Kerry. She sat down as if nothing had happened. Bill sat at his desk content like a cat playing with a mouse. Bill called on his phone to have lunch brought in. When it arrived he invited the girls to join him at the small dining table in the corner of the room. The two stewards helped seat the girls and then served the meal.As the stewards left the room Mr. Todd turned to Rebecca. “Please take your top off. The sight of your beautiful tits would make lunch much more enjoyable.” he requested.As Rebecca began to remove her top, Bill noticed Kerry beginning to take her’s off.“No, No, Kerry. Your our guest and this is your first day at work. I’m sure you have beautiful breast but you can leave your top on.” he directed. “Rebecca has been with me a long time. I have seen her naked many times. She considers it a compliment that I still take pleasure in the sight of her body. Isn’t that so Rebecca?” he asked.“I find it exciting to give you pleasure” was Rebecca’s answer.The entire time that this verbal exchange was going on, Bill was taking his own pleasure in seeing Kerry’s discomfort. He hoped that her pussy was moist with sexual arousal. Lunch lasted about 30 minutes. There was light conversation of no consequence.Bill paid no special attention to the natural looking, enhanced chest of Rebecca. She acted as if she was fully clothed. The noticeable exception was her nipples being fully extended and rock hard . Kerry tried to act nonchalant and enjoy the meal. “Kerry. After lunch, go down to the gym on the first floor. Find Jamie. He’s going to be your personal trainer. You’ll spend the afternoon with him setting up your program.” explained Bill.“Will you need me at the reception area?” asked Kerry“No. You did a great job and are really cute. But we have some clients that are coming in this afternoon that are into girls with really big tits. We have some special girls lined up to greet them.” snickered Rebecca.“Go along now. Rebecca and I have some business to take care of. I need to give her an after lunch treat.” said a smiling Bill.As Kerry got up from the table she gave one final look at the beautiful topless Rebecca. She was smiling at Bill while wetting her lips with her tongue. With Kerry out of the room, Bill and Rebecca went to the sofa. Bill stood as the topless Rebecca loosened his belt and pulled down his pants. He sat down and got comfortable while she assumed her practiced position between his legs. While Rebecca lovingly stroke his cock, Bill said “Now wasn’t that fun. We have two weeks to play with her before she has to start giving us a return on our investment.”Rebecca nodded her head in agreement as she placed his cock in her mouth and began to suck.Chapter 3 Secrets ExposedThe afternoon had been spent with Jamie testing Kerry and setting up a schedule for her workouts. She was relieved when she was given a workout outfit that was similar to what she wore in high school PE. It was of much better quality than she had been used to a came with a matching set of sweats. She enjoyed everything about the afternoon but went back to her apartment both relaxed and tired. Upon entering the apartment she was startled to find someone there.On her sofa sat a petite girl with shoulder length dark hair. She wore slacks and a cute top with sketch of the Eiffel Tower on the front of it.“Who are you?” Kerry asked in an agitated voice.“I’m Anna. Did they not tell you I would be here? said the seated beauty with a strong accent.“No” was Kerry’s abrupt answer.“I work for the company and I’ll be your roommate for the next few weeks. Rebecca gave me a key.” Anna explained.“I’m from Prague. I’ll only be here for two, three weeks at most.” Anna continued.“Well, I’m Kerry, and I’m glad to meet you.” said Kerry as she slipped into a chair across from her new roommate. Once she had gotten over the idea that a stranger was in her apartment, Kerry was struck by Anna’s beauty. With her loose fitting casual clothes it was hard to tell much about her body but her skin was flawless. Anna had very little makeup on. She reminded Kerry of a doll she had growing up. Porcelain skin, dark hair and big,bright green eyes.“What kind of work do you do for the company?” asked Kerry.“I do what most of the girls do” replied Anna.“Oh, the promotions and personal appearances?” asked the naive Kerry.The use of those terms to describe their work set off alarms in Anna’s head.“I do you same job as your sister Barb. She is a lot more successful and in demand than I am. She is a star in our business as I am just a rising star.” she continued. “But you knew that.”“I don’t know my sister that well. That’s a long story but I am finding out more and more since I’ve started working here at the Atlanta office.”Anna was taken back by Kerry’s apparent lack of knowledge of the company she worked for. On top of that, Kerry’s sister not only worked for the company but she was one of their top talents. “Do you know my sister?” asked Kerry.“We’ve worked in the same club a couple of times. Once was in Stuttgart, Germany and another was in Meaux, France. We also worked a private party in Dallas. Other than that, Barb and I are not what you would call friends.” offered Anna.“What kind of things do you do during these club promotions?” asked Kerry.Anna, tiring quickly of Kerry’s innocence, blurted out “We’re strippers. You know. We take our clothes off in a club full of men. We show them our tits and pussies.We even shake our naked asses at them.”An astonished Kerry couldn’t believe this stranger’s bluntness. She remembered the outing on the golf course in Martinique. How easy it was for her and Barb to take off all their clothes and have pictures taken with strangers. She also remembered at the end of her date with Tye Griffin how she had been given $2500. Was she that stupid as to not see what was going on.While sitting with Anna, she also replayed the blatant sexual activities that she had witness in Bill Todd’s office. Why would she be shocked by what Anna had just said?“What else do you do at the clubs?” asked Kerry.“We meet with our fans and have pictures taken among other things. We are just there for a few shows. They have other dancers that work full time in the clubs.”“It sounds pretty easy. Is that what you are going to be doing while your here?” Kerry continued her inquiry.“That is the easy part. It’s the dates that get old after a while.” Anna informed her.“You get to go out on dates while your here?” the exchange continued.“Call them dates if you want. Customers in the club can arrange a date through the club managers. They’re checked out and it is far from free. They pay a lot of money for a little personal entertainment.” Anna explained. “Then there are the important clients that the company has you spend time with. It’s a job. A good paying job. The money is one of the best benefits of being a girl in the adult entertainment business.”“When you say dates, what exactly do you mean.” asked Kerry.“This girl is dumb as dirt” thought Anna to herself. “She acting all innocent yet she works for these people.”Trying to figure exactly how much was an act and how much was true, Anna decided to go for the blunt explanation of what she, Barb, and probably in the near future, Kerry, did for a living.“We call them dates to be nice. But you know most people would call us working women, whores, prostitutes, call girls, or maybe escorts. I like to be thought of as an adult entertainer. The clients think of us as a sure thing. Depending on the client and the amount of money being paid, they know they will get us naked. They’ll get to fuck our mouths and pussies. If they want, they can even fuck us in the ass.In return for a fat pay check, we will give them the screwing of their lives. I and all the girls like to think after a date with us, the men will think of us while doing their wives.”“And do you do this a lot?” the insistent Kerry continued.“All year long. All around the world. This is what your sister, me, and few other lucky girls do for a living.” With this being the two girls two girls introduction, Anna thought it best to take a break. “Let’s go out and get something to eat. I’m starved. How about you?” Anna suggested. The two got up and went across the street to a nearby neighborhood restaurant for dinner. Two attractive young girls sharing a meal. What could be more normal.The next few days were uneventful for Kerry as most of the managers, including Bill Todd, were out of town. No visitors stopped in leaving her to watch TV in the morning and working out in the gym in the afternoon. Mid week, while on the 2nd floor, she ran into Anna. “Tonight I,m doing a single midnight show at one of our smaller private clubs. Why don’t you come with me? It’ll be fun.” offered Anna.With nothing else to do, Kerry gladly accepted the invitation.“After work we can get something to eat. The car will pick us up about 9.” said Anna.The night went as scheduled. The girls, dress in tight shorts, halter tops and heels were picked up promptly at 9 O’clock. The black BMW sedan with dark tinted windows whisked them to a nondescript brick building on the north side of Atlanta. There was a striped awning over the lighted entrance. The buildings few windows were blacked out. The one outstanding feature was the heavy, ornate wood door. There were no signs to indicate it was a business or that it was even open.The car pulled up to the entrance, the driver walked around the car and let the girls out. As if they were expected, the door opened and a bulky man in a dark suit ushered Anna and Kerry inside. He guided them through a series of hallways until they reach a dressing room.They could hear the sound of men cheering and clapping as the made their way through the dimly lit halls. The dressing room itself was small but clean and well lit. There was a make-up table and a small sofa. Other than that there was a door that lead to a full bath with shower. “Are we the only girls here?” illegal bahis siteleri asked Kerry.“No. a private dressing room, for what it’s worth, is one of the perks of my job. The regular girls share a larger dressing area. Not a lot of privacy there.” answered Anna.As Anna started to apply heavier makeup, Kerry sat on the sofa. She tried to imagine her sister working in a club like this. She really struggled when she tried to picture herself working there. At about 10:30 a man that identified himself as Frank, the club manager, knocked on the door. He inquired if there was anything they needed. He offered to show Kerry around the club if it was OK with Anna. Considering it just another one of the endless clubs she danced in, Anna had no problem with it. Before she left, Anna had a word of advice. “Remember, this is a private club and you may see some things that people normally aren’t allowed to do in public.” Back through the maze of hallways, they ended up back at the front entrance. There was small podium like a hostess might use in restaurant. Behind it was the burly doorman that had greeted them on their arrival. Behind him was a doorway covered with two heavy red d****s accented with gold flower.Frank lead the way through the curtains and had Kerry stand beside him at the darkened back of the room. There were about twenty men seated at tables around the small stage. There were couples in booths at the back of the room. The stage was well lit with an attractive girl dancing.She had a very skimpy bikini on from what Kerry could tell. The music was loud and had a strong beat. As they watched, she removed the top to expose her milky white boobs that looked and bounced like medium size cantelopes. In short order, she had removed her bottoms and danced about nude.What happened next took Kerry by surprise. The beautiful girl with no clothes on left the stage and walked among the patrons. She freely allowed the men to touch and grope her body. At one table she stood facing a sitting man. She spread her legs and smiled as the man fingered her pussy. As this was happening another man slapped her with his hand on her bare ass. When she went back on stage she writhed and wiggled around making sure everyone that wanted to saw her spread ass and pussy. To Kerry it was a shameless display of a woman’s body. But, the biggest surprise was yet to come. Gathering up her clothes she once again made he way into the audience . She took one man’s hand and lead him to a booth in the back of the club. There she sat naked on the table as the man played with her boobs and exposed pussy.While the man played with the stripper, Kerry noticed two couples coming through the curtain. She could not believe her eyes. It was her mother Sandy, her aunt Sarah from Birmingham. They were accompanied by two strange men. Both women were dressed in low cut, skin tight, extremely short dresses. They wore stiletto heels like the strippers on stage. The men wore suits.If the sight of her mother was not enough, it was compounded by the fact that Kerry had just talked to her dad before she and Anna had left for the club. She wanted to talk to her mom but was told she had gone to visit Sarah in Birmingham. “What the hell is this?” she thought to herself.Staying in the darkened back of the club, she watched as her mother and aunt walk to a back booth with their dates arms wrapped around them. Just before they sat down, her mother embraced the man she was with. In the middle of a prolonged kiss he pulled up her dress and grabbed her exposed butt cheek. This was too much for Kerry. She asked Frank to take her back to the dressing room.He said her had to attend to some club business. He suggested that she should remain where she was. He offered her a stool that was to the side. She could wait there and have a good view of Anna’s act.Unknown to anyone but herself, she also had an unobstructed view of her mother. The four sat in the curved booth with the two women in the center. After a round of drinks, the couples seemed to settle back to watch the show. When the waitress left after delivering a second round of drinks, Kerry noticed her mother had one breast out that her date was fondling. Her aunt was into heavy kissing with her date.Kerry was oblivious to anything else as she watched her mom carry on. At one point the two women went to the bathroom. When they returned, the appeared to hand the men their panties. Her mother’s date got up like he was going to let the two women to sit down. But after Sarah slipped in, he stopped Susan. He proceeded to bend her over the table and lift her dress over her ass. She stayed in that position while he grabbed her ass and rubbed between her legs. She was consumed by the antics of the two women when she noticed Anna had taken the stage. When she looked back, her mother was still being m*****ed and her aunt had the top of her dress down and her tits hanging out. The announcement of Anna starting her show drew Kerry’s attention to the stage. Anna was beautiful. She had a full red cape on. During the course of a couple of songs, Anna had reduced her clothing to a skimpy bra and pantie. Like the other girls, she removed these to be left standing only in heels. Unlike the other girls, Kerry thought Anna was seductive, sexy and classy in the way she removed her clothes.Also, unlike the other girls, she did not leave the stage to mingle with the audience. She remained on stage for the second part of her act. She went to the back of the stage and fetched a leather case which she put on a folding stand. One of the club workers rolled out a small armless chaise at the same time.Anna opened the case with great care as if it were filled with precious jewels. With the same amount of care she selected a small glass dildo. Once seated on the chaise, she proceeded to lovingly kiss and suck on it. With the tenderness she would treat a lover, she slowly rubbed it over her body. She had the total attention of the audience when she finally inserted it into pussy as she would take her lover’s cock. There she sat with her legs spread moving the dildo in and out the song in the backgrond. Her white porcelain skin was complimented by her pink nipples. The full, puffy lips of her vagina looked hot and inviting. She continued her show be selecting a variety of toys in a various sizes and shapes. She methodically make love to each and every one.She ended the show, when to the delight of the audience, she allowed one of the men e to use a dildo on her. She left the largest and thickest for the finale. Anna laid back completely relaxed. She used her hands to open herself up for this final insertion. She cursed and moaned as she encouraged the man to push the monster into her. She begged him to fuck her harder with it. As a reward for his efforts, Anna squirmed and bucked until she had an explosive climax. Whether it was real or only part of the act, the men gave her a standing ovation.Unlike the other dancers, Anna did not go down into the audience. She acknowledged their applause then exited to the rear of the stage. Never could Kerry have imagined someone doing what she had just witnessed let alone do it public.After Anna’s act, Kerry focused back on her mother, her aunt , and their friends.She tried to make herself as small as possible as the group got up like they were getting ready to leave. They were laughing and carrying on as they passed the shadowed Kerry. Rather than leave, they went down a hall toward the back of the building. Susan seemed oblivious to the fact that her dress was hiked up around her waist as she walked across the club. Sarah had the top of her dress pulled down exposing her newly enlarged tits. Neither woman seemed to care that the room full of men were watching them. The men seemed to relish the women’s public exposure.When Kerry finally made her way back to the dressing room she was pale. Anna was concerned over the way she looked. “Did someone in the club hurt you?” was Anna’s first question.“No, nothing like that” Kerry assured her. “Do you know what is in the back of this club.?”“This, like a lot of the smaller private clubs have rooms that the girls can use to give more personal entertainment to the customers. The customers are all paying members. They bid during a girls set for her company. She goes to the highest bidder, like an auction.” Anna explained.“What about couples that come into the club.?”Anna continued “The men can bring female guest with them. They sometimes come for the show as part of a night out. Sometimes they enjoy being part of the show in the way they treat their women. Some men just like to show off their date. Many have had their women go up on stage and strip.”“Do the couples have the use of the rooms?” persisted Kerry.“They sure do. It’s not rare.” Just then the club manager, Frank, stuck his head in the dressing room.“Great show! The guys really like it when you show up. We’ve booked some dates for you over the next couple of days. Great show.” he repeated. “Can you call us a car?” requested Anna.As Anna and Kerry made their way back to the front, they made a wrong turn in the maze of halls. As they passed one half opened door they looked in. There, naked on all fours was Kerry’s mother. One man was enthusiastically penetrated her pussy from the back while another man pushed his cock as far as he could down her throat. Watching and taking pictures was her aunt dressed in only the smallest of panties.It was surreal. The loudest sounds emitting from the room was the slapping of the man’s flabby groin against her mother’s tight, toned ass. The second was the chokingsound that came from Susan as she tried to accept the cock being pushed down her throat. The only other sound was that of the camera as Sarah took pictures. Anna was impressed with Sarah’s toned, tanned body. Kerry was dismayed at the truth about her mother. Sandy and Sarah were suppose to be in Birmingham and yet here they were in Atlanta. They were entertaining men other than their husbands In the back room of a small adult club. They were acting like wanton sluts. It was just too much. Kerry grabbed Anna’s arm and proceeded to the front of the club as their car pulled up. Kerry spent the ride home in the backseat of the sedan with Anna holding her close.Little was said until they reached the apartment. Once inside, Kerry tearfully confided in Anna. She told her how she had seen her mother and aunt in the main room in the club with the two men. On top of that the sight of them in the room at the back of the club was too much. To Anna this was nothing new. Her father had left her family when she was very young. Her single mother supported Anna and her younger brother as a stripper and escort. She had become aware at the start of her teenage years the true nature of her mother’s income. Anna had been recruited to strip in local clubs as soon as she was legal by her mother’s pimp. With her own history, Anna thought all this normal and what women did.Kerry long had suspicions about her mother’s behavior especially over the past year. The sexy clothes and underwear in her closet. The taking of a part time job. Accepting rides with her father’s friends. Up until tonight, she never had proof or witnessed anything. Her mother and her aunt were a long way from where they were suppose to be with strange men. Catching Sandy in the act of cheating on her father was one thing. Seeing her having group sex while her picture was taken by her sister was way past anything she could have imagined. The only question was did her father know? It was more than Kerry could process.Kerry’s half sister Barb was a whore. Her mother was a slut. What kind of other secrets did the family have? Was this what the future held for her? Kerry laid in her bed in the dark with her head spinning. She finally fell asleep from exhaustion of the night’s events.Chapter 4 Kerry Downward SpiralThe next day after her trip to the club, Kerry called home. When she asked her dadto speak to her mother he said.“She called this morning and asked if it was OK to stay an extra day. Her and Sarah were having such a good time, she wanted the extra time.”Kerry was tempted to say something. Was her father so blind or just dumb? His wifewas lying about where she was. His sister-in-law did not only knew what was going on but was an active participant.“Who knows how long this had been going on” Kerry thought to herself.She remembered back to the night that she had slipped back into the house duringHer father’s monthly poker party. She spied on her mother as she served as hostess. As the night progressed, her mother wore less and more revealing clothes. As the men were canlı bahis siteleri leaving she gave each one a good night kiss while completely nude. Her father stood nearby and watched with a smile on his face. What was up with that?She came to the conclusion that her father knew more than she thought. She wondered if her father was encouraging her mother’s behavior. Anna came into Kerry’s bedroom to see how she was doing.“Do you think I would make a good stripper? Kerry asked.Anna was taken back. She had just walked into the room and hadn’t said a word. “What brought that on?” Asked Anna.“I always thought that I was better than girls that would do something like that. I always kept the boys at bay because I thought that what girls were suppose to do.You’re a nice girl. I consider you my friend and you do it.”“Thanks for the compliment, I think” responded Anna.“My sister is a nice girl and she strips. My mother is a respected member of our community. She doesn’t work in a strip club but she doesn’t seem to mind stripping for men other than my father. Why shouldn’t I do it?” she asked Anna. Anna didn’t have a simple answer. She thought it best to let Kerry know a little more of what the job entailed. The two girls went out of the bedroom and got comfortable on the living room sofa. “Clubs in Prague are different than the clubs here in the states. Girls that strip there turn tricks right inside the club. They are basically what you would call “bordellos” or whorehouses. The laws are more lenient and it’s all done pretty much in the open.”“Is that what you did? Asked Kerry.“It was part of the job. It was safe and the girls are protected. If a guy got out of line, they were thrown out. It was OK but you had a lots of sex most days.”“How did you end up here?” Kerry persisted.“All these clubs are controlled by the same group of men. They make money by supplying men with women willing to sell their bodies for a price. No matter where in the world you work, if you are lucky, you will be discovered by men like Bill Todd.Only the most beautiful and most talented women work for him.” relayed Anna.“I work for Mr. Todd. Does that mean I’ve been discovered” Quizzed Kerry.“I don’t know for sure but it would seem that way. Your beautiful in a natural sort of way. Experienced or talented is probably yet to be seen” Anna said sarcastically. “I’m sure that they have a plan for you, you just don’t know it yet. I’d step lightly no matter what you think.”The next day at work, Kerry sought Rebecca out as soon as she could.“What would you think if I wanted to dance in one of the clubs a couple nights a week? Kerry blurted out.“Do you know what the job actually requires?” snapped back Rebecca.“Anna and my sister Barb both do it. If they do, why couldn’t I?Rebecca couldn’t believe her ears. This was too easy. Bill would have played with this girl for weeks before they would have gotten to this point. Rebecca didn’t mind servicing Bill and his clients but he took no pleasure in them toying with other women. This was specially true when they used her as part of their game. Rebecca knew she would have to check with Bill but she had a plan in mind.There was a party coming up in about two weeks. She would use this as a coming out party for Kerry. Sort of launch into her new career. Once Rebecca laid it out for Bill, he thought it was great idea. The party would be held in a large private residence in an upscale neighborhood outside Atlanta.There would be top management and important clients in attendance. The women in attendance would be the most desirable of the company’s female employees.Anna and Barb would be there as part of the entertainment. Kerry would play a key role in the event. Rebecca spent most of her time for ten days making all the preparations. The night of the event, Anna and Kerry were brought to the home by stretch limo. They had been given low cut, rather short party dresses to wear. They had been told they would be guest at this exclusive gathering When they arrived, Bill Todd and Rebecca greeted them. They were taken inside and introduced around.Kerry thought this was great. To be invited to such a beautiful social event. The men were well dressed and the ladies were young and attractive. There were a total of about 40 people in attendance.Young men in tuxedos served drinks. The major feature of the main room was a spiral stairway going to the second floor. Half way up there was a large landing. After about a half hour of drinks and conversation, the lights in the room were dimmed. An attractive young woman while being highlighted by a spotlight descended from the second floor. The beat of the 3 man band that had been providing entertainment became more pronounced. When the woman reached the landing she began to dance. To the pleasure of the guest she began to strip. She was beautiful and in the end she stood completely nude with the exception of her heels. She walked naked down the rest of the staircase like a model on the runway. At the bottom she posed making sure that everyone got a good look at her near perfect body. A second girl was announced at the top of the stairs as the first girl walked out a door to the side. She was also a world class beauty. Both girls had large, firm breast and small waist. Rebecca slid up next to Anna and guided her to a hall off to the side of the main room.“Bill thinks the party needs a boost. He wants you to do your club act using that large ottoman in the middle of the room. We have a supply of toys that will be brought in when you start. Your on next.” commanded Rebecca.Anna had worked with these people long enough to know this was not a request.She needed to do this no matter how much she enjoyed just being a guest. She would strip and then masturbate in front of a room of stranger. Bill and Rebecca expected her to insert whatever they supplied into all of her body. She knew for sure, just like in her act, they wanted her to allow one of the guest bring her to orgasm.When the second girl finished the spotlight switched to the ottoman. Anna excused herself from the group she was standing with and walked to the ottoman. One of the young men that had been serving drinks brought her a leather case. In it were an assortment of dildos and toys of different shapes and sizes. Over the next 20 minutes, Anna would wiggle and hump her way through the assortment as she removed her clothes. When completely nude, she picked a guest that Rebecca pointed out. As in the clubs, Anna allowed the man to use his choice of toy to bring her to an explosive orgasm. Real or an act, the audience loved the show.As Anna was finishing up, Rebecca approached Kerry. Rather than pull her to the side, she lead her down a hall to the back of the house. As Kerry was leaving the room, the spotlight switched once again to the top of the stairs and there stood her sister Barb. Kerry stopped to take a longer look at her sister but Rebecca rushed her out of the room. “Barb is going to entertain the guest while you get ready for your big coming out.This is going to be fun. Anyway, you’ve seen your sister naked before. We need to get you dressed.” said Rebecca.They went to the back of the home and up a stairway to the second floor. There they entered a large, formal bedroom. Laid out on the bed was a very small gold g- string and a sheer, full length, gold dressing gown. The only other clothing was a pair of 6 inch gold heels. Kerry was not sure what she was going to be expected to do. She could hear the men downstairs cheering. Unknown to her, not only was Barb was stripping she was modeling. Part of her job that night was to kick off a line of body jewelry that the company had just acquired. Through her extended, newly pierced nipples were oversized gold rings. She had a matching ring for a belly piercing. She wore a waist chair, ankle bracelets, and a collar all out of the same collection. Barb and the jewelry were both hits.Next on the program while Kerry touched up her hair and makeup, was a film. It was being shown on a large screen on the back wall of the living area. The star of the film was Kerry. It started with her first modeling session for the clothing catalog. The second sequence showed her and Barb stripping on the golf course for Mr. Griffin and his friends. The third sequence was Kerry having sex with Tye, Mr. Griffin’s son.The last part of the film would have been the most disturbing if Kerry had seen it.This part of the film was titled “It’s a family tradition”. There were clips of Barb over the years. The next was a series of clips of her mother Sandy being exhibited in the club in Atlanta. The finale was her mother being roughly fucked by the two men.Kerry was aware that there was still a lot of applause coming from the front of the house. At Rebecca’s insistence she put on her skimpy outfit. “Before we go, let me give you instructions.” directed Rebecca. “You will walk to the top of the stairs. They will put you in the spotlight. When they finish announcing who you are stand there and count to ten. Drop the dressing gown and then walk to the first landing.” “Do some posing like you were at a photo shoot. When the applause stops, stand facing the audience. Pull an the stings on the side of your G-string and it will drop to the floor. Pose some more and let the men enjoy the view. I will be standing at the bottom of the stairs. When I signal you, descend the rest of the way.”Kerry was shaking she was so scared. What had she gotten into? She hoped she didn’t trip. She realized for better or worse there was no turning back.When she go to the top of the stairs, the spotlight blinded her from seeing the audience. “Gentlemen” a voiced boomed out over the PA system. “May I introduce the newest talent and future star, Kerry.”It was now or never. The band began to play and Kerry as directed dropped her gown. She stood there with her full C cups standing out from her young tanned body. The gold patch of fabric covering her pussy and small patch of groomed hair shined in the light. She looked like a goddess standing before her flock.The rest of her coming out went as planned. Rebecca met her at the bottom of the stairs. Kerry was unsure where all this was leading. She could feel the sexual electricity in her pussy. The whole event had her so wet that she feared it might start running down her inner thigh.Rebecca leaned into her and whispered “The party is moving to the pool area. You need to make an appearance.”As they slipped out of the main room Rebecca returned the gold G-string to Kerry. “You won’t need more than this. We don’t want you to be overdressed.” Rebecca offered. As they entered the pool area, they were greeted with a large sign. “Welcome to the Carnival of Sex”About 8 or 9 gorgeous women walked about the pool topless. A few of the women were actually naked when Kerry looked closer. They mingled with the fully clothed male guest as if it were a normal cocktail party.In the deck area near the pool house were a number of colorful tents. When Kerry took a look in the first tent, Anna lay back on a number of colorful silky pillows masturbating herself with a variety of toys.The second tent had a small crowd of men in it. Two completely nude girls were making out with each other. One was blond and white, the other was dark ebony were covered in oil. Their bodies shimmered in the lights of the tent.The two contrasting bodies wrapped around each other created an erotic picture. Kerry and Rebecca made their way to the third tent where, Barb was dancing dressed as an Turkish belly dancer. The inside of the tent was lit with multicoloured bulbs. lt was easy to see she was complete naked while wrapped with in sheer, multicolored scarves. She teasingly exposed parts of her body as she seductively danced. The large nipple rings had been replaced with what looked like long diamond earrings. Her other jewelry was in the same design. As she danced, the light sparkled off the pieces. She looked like a piece of art out of the Arabian Nights. Kerry could have watched her sister dance for the rest of the night. Rebecca had other ideas and directed Kerry to the last tent. When the flap to the tent was pulled back for them to enter, Kerry nearly passed out. There on the carpeted floor,strapped to what Kerry later found out were breeding benches, was her mother and aunt. They were bent over the benches with their hands tied to the legs. Their bare asses and pussies were pushed up into the air. One man knelt behind Susan licking her pussy. Another man had 2 fingers stuck in Sarah’s ass. A third man was pushing his already stiff cock into Sarah’s mouth.The sound of men laughing at the plight of the two women woke Kerry up. She couldn’t believe it. She was lying in her own bed in the apartment. It all had seemed so real. She looked at the clock and realized the company car would be there in 30 minutes to take her to another day at work. The End. Comments are welcome

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Ève, collègue et salope.C’est prévu depuis un certain temps déjà ; ce repas d’entreprise de fin d’année est pour moi le dernier.En effet, je souhaite évoluer professionnellement, voguer vers de nouveaux horizons ; et la boîte où j’oeuvre depuis environ 6 années ne me le permet plus.Je quitte la société et mes patrons (la mère et le fils) en bons termes.C’est pourquoi j’ai tout simplement décidé de passer un bon moment ce soir, partager du bon temps avec mes collègues et surtout me lancer un défi.Quel défi ?Je vais vous expliquer. J’ai parmi mes collègues de travail de nombreuses femmes, mais une, en particulier, me fait tout simplement bander à mort quand je m’imagine en train de la baiser.Je vous la présente : Elle s’appelle Ève. 35 ans. Mariée et deux enfants. Cheveux noirs, yeux bleus, 1m70 environ, des formes pulpeuses, un gros cul et des seins assez imposants, eux aussi.L’ensemble est particulièrement harmonieux.Je suis tombé sous son charme dès notre première rencontre.Les années ont passé et nous sommes devenus des collègues très complices. Complices dans le sens où on rigole beaucoup tous les deux, notamment en sortant de nombreuses blagues de cul.Je la trouve très jolie, et tout naturellement, je lui fais souvent un petit compliment sur sa tenue vestimentaire du jour.Compliments qu’elle apprécie d’ailleurs.Je me souviens : – Il te va bien ton tee shirt, Ève.- Tu dis ça parce qu’il me fait des gros seins?- Euh oui, j’avoue…- Tu es vraiment un pervers, toi !- Peut-être un jour verrais-je ton Saint Graal ?- Oui, tu peux toujours rêver ! Ah… Je désespère de voir ne serait-ce qu’une partie de son intimité, en particulier ses seins, qui me font tellement bander quand je les imagine.Mais ce soir, je me lance ce défi. Arriver à mes fins par tous les moyens ! Passer du fantasme à la réalité.Après m’être longuement préparé, histoire d’être impeccable pour ma collègue, me voilà fin prêt ! Et merde, je suis en retard !J’arrive dans nos locaux de travail : et la pièce qui nous sert habituellement de salle de pause, a été transformée pour l’occasion en salle de réception, avec tout le nécessaire pour un apéritif dînatoire des plus copieux ! Mes collègues de boulot sont déjà quasiment tous là ; je dois être le dernier ! J’aperçois Ève, assise sur un fauteuil, une coupe de champagne à la main.Elle est vêtue d’une minijupe en cuir noir, sans collants ; elle porte un haut de couleur blanche au col rond ; j’ai l’impression que ce haut la serre et met encore plus en valeur la grosseur de ses seins. Elle est chaussée de talons aiguilles noirs qui affinent sa silhouette.Lorsqu’elle m’aperçoit à son tour, elle me sourit et m’invite d’un signe de la main à aller vers elle.Je prends une coupe de champagne au passage et je me rapproche d’elle. Je l’embrasse, en essayant de garder le plus possible mes lèvres en contact avec ses joues.- Alors, j’ai combien de coupes de champagne de retard ?- Tu en as trois de retard, copain !- Ne perdons pas de temps, alors !Je bois ma coupe de champagne d’une traite, et j’enchaîne sur une deuxième ! On se remémore certains souvenirs, et au fur et à mesure, je ratt**** mon retard sur les coupes de champagne.Après quelques franches rigolades, j’invite illegal bahis Ève à aller fumer une cigarette à l’extérieur.Dans le couloir, je la sens légèrement pompette à sa démarche. Je la laisse passer devant moi ; m’offrant le luxe de mater la silhouette de son cul. Et quel cul ! On doit être vraiment bien à l’intérieur.Nous sommes seuls dehors, aux marches d’entrée du bâtiment ; uniquement la lumière du couloir intérieur nous éclaire.On continue à rire de nos conneries passées, en fumant notre cigarette ; puis, l’alcool m’ayant quelque peu désinhibé, je passe à l’action.- Alors Ève, tu me montres tes seins ?- OK ! Mais avant montre-moi ta bite !Et elle rigole ; fière de sa connerie !J’aurais, en temps normal, ri avec elle à sa bêtise mais ce soir, c’est différent.Je pense à mon défi, et je n’ai pas envie de rigoler et de laisser passer cette occasion. Je n’ai rien à perdre, alors FEU !Je déboutonne la fermeture de mon jean, et je sors ma queue.Je la tiens d’une main, et je sens qu’elle commence déjà à grossir.M’exhiber comme ça devant ma collègue m’excite grave, et l’alcool aidant, je n’ai aucune honte.- Et bien la voilà ma bite, copine !J’esquisse un sourire à ma collègue, qui est en train de regarder ma queue.- Éric ! Tu n’es pas bien ou quoi ? Range-moi ça tout de suite !- Non ! Je te montre ma queue, alors, je veux voir tes seins maintenant.- C’était une blague !Je vois qu’elle a du mal à me regarder dans les yeux, et que cette situation la gêne quelque peu.- Détends-toi. Relax ! Tiens !Je prends sa main et je lui fais serrer ma queue. Le contact de sa main avec ma queue me fait clairement bander. Quelle sensation !Je commence à faire un va-et-vient avec sa main. – Éric, arrête !Je ne l’écoute pas et continue à branler ma queue avec sa main.- Éric…- Tais-toi !Je continue, puis je m’aperçois que ce n’est plus moi qui contrôle le va et vient sur ma queue.Je lâche la main d’ Ève mais elle reste agrippée à ma queue, la serrant très fort et me branlant d’un rythme rapide.- Ève !- Alors, c’est ce que tu veux, espèce de pervers !- Oui, c’est ce que j’ai toujours voulu !- Salop, va !Elle continue de me masturber. Du liquide pré-séminal commencer à sortir de ma queue, et à chaque va-et-vient, mon excitation grandit.- Tu as vraiment une grosse bite, toi !Elle fléchit ses jambes, et sans avoir le temps de réaliser quoi que ce soit, elle fourre ma queue au fond sa gorge et commence à me pomper.Elle me fait des putains de gorges profondes et de la salive sort de sa bouche à chaque remontée.- Ahhhh! C’est trop bon ce que tu fais !- Pervers !- Salope !Quelle bouffeuse de bite ! Je n’aurais jamais pensé ça d’elle ! Elle doit être grave en manque, tellement elle a l’air de se délecter de ma queue toute dure et humide.Elle commence à lécher mes couilles, une par une, puis en prend une entière dans sa bouche.- Ah, putain !Elle prend mes couilles avec sa main, et dirige ma queue vers sa bouche mouillée de salive.Elle me tient par les couilles et serre fort.- Ahhhhh !Et d’un coup, elle remet ma queue dans sa bouche et me pompe d’un rythme soutenu.Elle retire ma bite de sa bouche, me serre fort les couilles avec sa main mouillée aussi désormais, et replonge sur ma bite la bouche illegal bahis siteleri grande ouverte.- Tu es vraiment une vraie salope, toi !- Oui ! Une salope mal baisée par son mari, en plus. Alors, tu as intérêt à assurer ; car ce soir, je veux que tu me déglingues comme une pute.Je ne reconnais plus Ève. Une salope, une grosse chienne a pris sa place. La femme mal baisée qu’elle est devenue au fil des années de son mariage a brutalement décidé de se venger et de manger de la bite ; la mienne en l’occurrence.- Oui, je vais te défoncer connasse. Mais continue, à me pomper pour le moment.- Mais, vous faites quoi là?Je me retourne, et soudain j’aperçois ma patronne sur le pas de la porte ; stupéfaite de ce qu’elle est en train de voir.Ma patronne est une femme de 47 ans. Blonde, cheveux longs, petite de taille, de corpulence plutôt mince ; faisant ressortir sa grosse poitrine.Elle est habillée d’une robe noire qui descend jusqu’aux genoux et de légers talons.J’ai toujours eu de bonnes relations avec elle. Son vieux mari est à la retraite, passes ses journées devant la télévision en délaissant sa femme.- Jacqueline??!!Pendant ce temps-là, Ève continue de me sucer, quand soudain, elle recrache ma queue.- Regardez-moi cette queue, Jacqueline ! Éric est un vrai pervers. Il m’a forcé à le branler, et maintenant je le suce de mon pleins grès.- Éric ! Je suis choquée.- Et bien, c’est que…Pendant que j’essaye de trouver mes mots, Ève s’est remise à me pomper sans aucune honte devant Jacqueline. Je remarque que notre patronne ne détache pas son regard de ma queue plongeant dans les méandres de la bouche de ma collègue et remontant toujours plus dure et mouillée.- Vous venez Jacqueline ? On ne sera pas de trop à deux pour sucer sa grosse queue. – Alors comme ça, Éric, vous aimez vous faire sucer par vos collègues de travail ?C’était à mon tour d’être choqué par les mots de ma patronne et surtout par le ton employé.Son regard était devenu espiègle et sa façon de parler vicieuse.- Euh… Oui, j’aime ça.- Petit salop !Elle s’approche de nous, descend lentement les marches de l’escalier ; elle se baisse, retire ma queue de la bouche d’ Ève et l’enfourne aussitôt dans sa bouche. Putain qu’elle suce bien. Une vraie bouche à pipe. On sent qu’il y a de la place dans sa bouche, et qu’elle pourrait facilement avoir deux bites à l’intérieur.- Oh oui, Jacqueline, c’est bon ce que vous faites !Alors, qu’elle est en train de me tailler une pipe que j’ai rarement vu aussi baveuse, je n’arrive quand même pas à la tutoyer.Ca rajoute une excitation supplémentaire. – Alors, Éric ? Ça fait quoi de se faire pomper par sa collègue et sa patronne?- C’est trop bon, les filles !- Vas-y, suce le, Eve !Jacqueline tend ma bite à Ève, qui la reprend aussitôt dans sa bouche ; et ma patronne commence à lécher mes couilles.- Ahhhh, je vais jouir les filles.Et d’un coup, Ève s’arrête de me sucer.- Et puis quoi encore ! Je t’ai dit que je voulais que tu me défonces, salop.Elle se met contre la rampe d’escalier et soulève sa jupe. J’aperçois un string noir, dont la ficelle est complètement rentrée dans la raie se son gros cul, à force d’avoir fléchi ses jambes pour me sucer.Quel cul ! J’en avais rêvé canlı bahis siteleri tant de fois, et là, il m’était offert.Elle retire la ficelle de sa raie, et la met sur le côté.Son entrejambe est complètement souillé par la mouille accumulée pendant qu’elle me suçait. – Je veux ta bite, Éric.- Oui, baise-la, Éric. Renchérit ma patronne.Je m’approche de la croupe d’Ève, baisse entièrement mon pantalon et enfourne aussitôt ma bite dans sa chatte. Quelle sensation ! Je suis en train de baiser la femme sur laquelle je m’étais tant branlé auparavant. – Oh oui, Éric ! Vas-y, plus fort.Je la prend de plus en plus fort, et mes couilles claquent contre sa chatte.- Ahhhh ! Oui, c’est bon !Pendant que je suis en train de baiser Ève ; ma patronne s’assoit sur les marches de l’escalier, remonte sa robe et commence à se caresser la chatte en nous regardant.Sa chatte est aussi toute mouillée, et la mouille reste accrochée aux poils de sa chatte.Elle a la chatte toute poilue et toute ouverte. Ça me donne de grosses envies tout d’un coup.- Regarde, Éric. Je suis certaine que Jacqueline veut recevoir ta grosse queue, elle aussi.- Oui, Éric. Je veux ta queue moi aussi. Mets-la moi dans ma grosse chatte.Je sors ma queue de la chatte d’Ève, et elle commence à la repomper. Elle suce ma bite pleine de mouille et ça a l’air de beaucoup lui plaire, tant elle s’applique à lécher mon gland.Pendant ce temps, Jacqueline est en train de se mettre en levrette sur les marches de l’escalier. Son cul est devant moi. Je l’écarte pour accéder à sa chatte et j’insère ma bite dans la chatte de ma patronne.- Ah oui !Ma patronne gémit.J’ai beau avoir une grosse queue, j’ai l’impression que sa chatte est un vrai garage à bites. Je la baise brutalement et sauvagement. – Putain ! Tu me prends bien. Continue je t’en prie.Et je la baise de plus belle, tandis que c’est au tour de Ève de se caresser la chatte. Elle est toute rasée ; seul un ticket de métro est apparent, et c’est très bandant.- Vas-y ! Bourre la !Ève m’encourage à baiser encore plus fort ma patronne, qui gémit de plus en plus fort. A ce stade-là, on va se faire remarquer.- Ah je vais jouir les filles !Je sors ma bite de la grosse chatte de ma patronne et celle-ci s’empresse d’être la première à goûter sa mouille en me suçant. Quelle fabuleuse bouche à pipe.- Vas y Éric ! Jouis sur nos gueules !- AhhhhhhhJe sors ma queue de la bouche de Jacqueline et jouis immédiatement sur la gueule de mes deux salopes.De grosses giclées arrivent dans leur face, n’épargnant pas leurs cheveux et leurs yeux.- Putainnnnnn !Quelle jouissance ! Les visages de Jacqueline et d’ Ève sont complètement maculés par mon sperme ; il commence à dégouliner sur leurs tenues.- Tenez !Je leur tends un mouchoir en papier qu’elles utilisent tant bien que mal pour s’essuyer. Leur maquillage a coulé, et elles ont l’air de deux salopes qui viennent de se faire déglinguer.L’excitation commence à retomber, et je me rends compte que du coup, je n’ai pas vu les seins d’ Ève ! – Ève ! Tu ne m’as pas montré tes seins.- Tu peux toujours rêver !Un sourire si coquin ; le coin de ses lèvres dégoulinant encore de sperme. – Viens, Jacqueline, on va se refaire une beauté dans ma voiture avant de revenir en salle. On a l’air de deux putes là !- Oui, j’arrive.Jacqueline s’approche de moi ; une partie de ses cheveux est collée par mon sperme.Elle me dit : – Alors, Éric, tu es sûr de toujours vouloir partir l’année prochaine ? – …Ecrit par SoMetal.

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Pierced NippleWell, I finally decided to go ahead with it. I went and got my right nipple pierced. I got my left nipple pierced a few months back and well, lets just say it caused me to become extremely horny. So much so that I can’t ever seem get satisfied sexually anymore. Actually and better put, it has changed my life. Changed who I am. You can read all about it in the first chapter if you like.Anyway for better or worse, my sexual rage hasn’t really subsided any but I’ve gotten used to it now and its just part of me. Part of my life. Part of who I am. So, I figured I might as well get the other nipple pierced so that I look symmetrical.I woke up last Saturday morning, masturbated and came a few times then went off to the shower to scrub myself clean. Then I drove to my friendly neighborhood piercer and got a barbell put into my right nipple. It was quite an erotic experience too I might add. I went back to Rachel. The same girl who did my left nipple.Rachel is a larger than life sort of individual and as I walked into her shop she belted out “Hey Jen! Great to see you.” With that kind of welcome, you can’t help but feel very comfortable. I recommend her highly.She instinctively knew why I was there. “So, you’re here to get a nipple pierced I presume,” she smiled devilishly at me. “Yeah, its about time I go ahead and do the right nipple,” I declared. I have to admit, its so much fun. I really wish I could tell you how much fun and pleasure I have experienced since you pierced canlı bahis the left nipple.”Look, your not the first women I’ve pierced,” Rachel said. I think I know what you’re talking about. Let’s get you in the back room and pierce the other one so you can continue with your newfound…sexuality.Rachel laid me back into the chair and told me to remove my T-shirt. I didn’t have to remove a bra because I didn’t wear one for obvious reasons. I don’t wear a bra a lot of the times anyway.As I lay back in the chair and got comfortable, I couldn’t help but get a little nervous. I’ll be honest, it’s a little painful and for a couple of weeks you have to endure it. It also means that you can’t play with that nipple too. I like having my nipples played with. They give me lots of pleasure. I don’t mean to brag but I have really nice nipples. They get long and hard when they’re excited and I love to pull and pinch them and I love having them pulled and pinched by someone else. Nipple play, I can’t get enough. It was the right decision to have my nipples pierced one at a time so I can at least play with one while the other heals.Rachel turned around from her desk with an alcohol soaked piece of gauze in hand and leaned over my exposed breasts. She gently rubbed and sterilized my right nipple with the gauze. The coolness of the alcohol only caused my right nipple to grow and get hard. Rachel didn’t say anything but just kept up with her usual gentle smile.It wouldn’t have been so embarrassing bahis siteleri but my right nipple began to grow and harden all on its own. I was really starting to get hot and turned on now.Rachel then turned back around to her table and readied the rest of her piercing equipment while I just remained laid back in the chair with two exposed and really hard nipples sticking straight up at the ceiling. Worse yet, I started to feel the wetness in my panties and I know full well from experience that once I can feel or notice the wetness between my legs, there is no turning back. My hot little pussy will just continue to leak until its been dealt with.I thought that the few orgasms I gave myself this morning would have relaxed me for this but as I sat there waiting for Rachel, I started to become so aroused that I was holding back the urge of squirming around in the chair.Finally, Rachel turned around and with a sexier than hell smile said, ” you ready?”Sure, lets go I managed to get out.With that, Rachel grabbed the tip of my right nipple with her thumb and forefinger and pulled on it a bit. I fought hard to keep from releasing a moan from my lips but in doing so instead I released a full body shudder.”Calm down now,” Rachel said and as she spoke these words, she applied the piercing clamp to my right nipple. This only helped fuel my crazy horny fire but I knew I needed to somehow relax and remain still.The next thing I knew I felt a sharp pinch and it was done. I now had two pierced bahis şirketleri nipples. Two barbells accenting the base of two long nipples perched atop the center of two soft but firm mounds of flesh. Tits. “OK girl, you are all set,” Rachel said. Enjoy them to the fullest.”Oh I plan to,” I told Rachel as we gave each other a hug. “Maybe I’ll stop in and see you after I’m all healed up,” I told her.She knew what I meant and she simply replied, “I can’t wait. I’ll see you soon.”With that, I raced home and ripped off my clothes. I stood in front of the mirror gazing at my nipples. I was still horny as hell and home all alone. I guess I was going to have to take care of myself because I was so horny that there was no way I could wait until my boyfriend came home.As I admired myself in the mirror, I instinctively began to pinch and pull on my left nipple as my right hand began to massage my still leaky pussy. Before I got even close to cuming, I realized that this was going to be a marathon session so I decided to get my box of toys out and lay down on the bed so I can finish this right.I grabbed my favorite dildo and my Hitachi and without any fooling around, I went right at it. Between the frantic buzzing at my swollen clit and the hard dildo sloshing in and out of my hot wet hole, I was cuming like a machine gun in no time. By the time I was satisfied, the bed sheets were soaked with my cum and I was in a dazed state of mind. Yeah, I made the right decision. This is going to be fun. The BF will be home soon so I’m going to take a nap so that I’m rested and ready to be at his disposal. Because, when he sees me lying passed out on my back with both nipples pierced, he’s going to jump my bones for sure.

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5 À 7 AU SAUNAIl y a de ces journées qui ne tournent pas exactement comme on le désirerait et tel fut le cas mercredi passé. Contravention pour excès de vitesse le matin en me rendant au travail, rendez-vous chez le dentiste à onze heures qui m’annonce que j’aurai le grand plaisir d’avoir un traitement de canal et pour terminer le tout, un super dégât d’eau dans la salle de bain du bureau. Tout pour me rendre heureux quoi…J’avais besoin de décompresser et ce n’était certes pas en me retrouvant seul chez moi que j’y parviendrais. Il n’y avait qu’un lieu où je trouverais ce dont il me fallait. Dix-sept heures quinze… J’entre dans ce sauna de Montréal où je sais qu’en fin d’après-midi, des mecs supposément hétéro s’y retrouvent pour un gros fun noir avant de rentrer chez eux pour rejoindre leurs familles. Je rejoins ma chambrette, me déshabille et saute sous la douche avant d’entreprendre ma quête de queues bien dures et qui sauront certes satisfaire cette envie folle de me faire labourer le cul. Serviette autour des hanches, je déambule dans les corridors, quelque peu déçu des quelques mecs que je rencontre. N’étant pas un habitué des saunas, j’aurais cru y trouver des dizaines de mâles en chaleur mais non, seulement quelques spécimens qui ne parviendraient même pas à me faire bander. Mais bon, sans doute est-il trop de bonne heure et que d’ici quelque temps le sauna se remplira pour satisfaire mon appétit. Je décide donc de retourner à ma chambrette et je m’étends sur la couchette, laissant ma porte entrouverte, me débarrassant de ma serviette avant de m’étendre sur le ventre. Quelques minutes de repos me feront le plus grand bien.Je sais que quelques mecs s’arrêtent devant ma porte, sans doute pour me regarder le cul mais je ne réagis point, préférant attendre que le sauna se remplisse. Je ne suis nullement pressé par le temps et ce petit moment de repos me fera le plus grand bien. Je ferme donc les yeux, espérant même dormir quelques minutes lorsque je sens une main se glisser bahis firmaları sur mes fesses. Demeurant inerte, je préfère ne pas voir qui se plaît à me caresser mais j’avoue que c’est plutôt agréable. J’écarte donc les cuisses et soulève quelque peu le bassin, juste assez pour inviter le mec à poursuivre ses caresses. Ses doigts tâtent ma rosette et je sais que son visage est tout prêt, sentant la chaleur de son souffle. C’est alors qu’il glisse sa langue, me léchant l’œil de bronze. C’est bon et j’en profite au max sans toutefois m’ouvrir les yeux. Je ne veux pas le voir, trouvant même excitant d’ignorer qui se tient là, humectant mon cul de sa salive chaude. L’excitation s’empare de tout mon corps, espérant qu’il prenne la décision de me cartonner le cul de sa queue dure mais non, il s’arrête et poursuit son chemin. Il me laisse en plan, le trou de balle humide. Je me lève donc, bien décidé à trouver un popaul apte à me bourrer le pot bien à fond. Serviette autour des hanches, je marche dans les corridors, bien heureux de constater de nouveaux visages. Je descends l’escalier qui me mène au gloryholes. J’y trouve un vieillard suçant un jeune. Je passe mon chemin, lentement, très lentement, regardant les quelques mecs qui s’y trouvent. J’ouvre une porte et pénètre dans une case, laissant tomber ma serviette à mes pieds. Déjà, une queue se présente à moi et sans me faire prier, je la prends en bouche, la suçant tranquillement avant d’accélérer mes mouvements de va et vient. Maintenant qu’elle est bien dure, je me tourne et dirige la queue directement contre mon trou de lune, exerçant une pression pour que le mec comprenne bien que je veux me faire planter bien à fond mais il la retire. Sans doute un bottom lui aussi. Pas grave, il n’est pas le seul mec dans les lieux. Je reprends donc ma serviette, sachant où me rendre pour obtenir ce que je veux. Il est là et libre alors, je prends place sur le sling, les jambes bien écartées de sorte à offrir à qui le veut ma kaçak iddaa fleur de Sodome. Je suis si excité que je ne regarde même plus sur la qualité, préférant la quantité, laissant alors un mec potable mais sans plus s’approcher, me regardant en souriant, pas trop sûr de lui. Je dirige donc ma main vers mon cul, glissant mon index sur ma rosette pour lui signifier qu’il peut en profiter s’il le désire bien. Sans se faire prier, il se débarrasse de sa serviette et me planque son argument entre les fesses, exerçant une pression sur mon troufignon et lentement, il l’insère dans mon panier. Je sens sa queue glisser en moi et dieu que c’est bon mais ses mouvements n’accélérant point, je le regarde de sorte à ce qu’il comprenne que je suis en mesure d’en prendre davantage. Je veux qu’il me laboure à grands coups et non comme une mauviette mais il ne comprend pas, persistant dans sa lenteur. Et je le vois, cette bête qui s’approche de nous. Il doit bien mesurer six pieds trois, de larges épaules, un torse musclé et poilu et des cuisses… Je lui souris, l’incitant à s’approcher encore plus. Sans vouloir l’insulter, je pousse lentement celui qui m’encule pour laisser place à ce mec qui accepte aussitôt de prendre la relève, me transperçant de son gros manche d’un seul coup avant d’y aller de mouvements forts et rapides. Je ne peux m’empêcher de laisser entendre ma respiration entrecoupée de petits cris, ce qui avisent d’autres mecs d’une action qui les incite à nous rejoindre. En quelques minutes, la petite salle est pleine de gars qui me regardent me faire embrocher, leurs queues bien en main, se disant sans nul doute qu’ils pourraient, eux aussi, me défoncer le cul. La bête n’en pouvant plus se laisse aller, me remplissant de son foutre chaud et visqueux, laissant ainsi la place libre qui se trouve vite occupée par un autre, sans doute super excité de constater qu’il peut me fourrer sans condom. En quelques minutes, je reçois la semence de neuf mecs, heureux de voir qu’il en kaçak bahis reste encore quelques uns attendant leur tour pour m’enfoncer leurs cigares dans le bol rempli de crème. Certains en sucent d’autres mais personne ne fourre personne, préférant sans doute attendre que ma comète soit libre tandis que moi, de mon côté, je fixe un mec, ou plutôt sa virilité. Jamais encore je n’ai vu une queue aussi grosse et longue, pas même chez un black, ne sachant nullement si je pourrai la prendre au complet. Le mec se masturbe en me regardant droit dans les yeux, petit sourire en coin comme pour me dire que j’en prendrai pour mon compte. Un, deux, trois et quatre types se plaisent à venir en moi avant que le gaillard place son énorme bite entre mes fesses, exerçant une petite pression contre ma rosette en me regardant toujours comme pour me dire qu’il est temps pour moi de voir le grand Canyon. Lentement, il pousse et sans misère, son déchire-cul entre bien à fond, se plaquant contre ma prostate. Je lui souris, heureux de lui faire voir que son gros concombre ne m’importune pas, loin de là. Tout ce que je veux, c’est qu’il me défonce et me défonce encore et il le comprend assez vite, accélérant ses mouvements de va et vient. Je ne peux cacher le plaisir qu’il me procure, respirant presque avec difficulté tant mon cocotier se voit enflammé et mes cris, que je ne peux retenir, attirent encore plus de mecs qui nous entourent, excités par mes réactions. L’un d’eux se penche et se met à me sucer avidement. Je n’en peux plus et je lui gicle mon écume dans la bouche tandis que je sens encore très bien le membre glissant en moi et j’entends bien le mec sur le point de me remplir. Encore quelques coups contre ma prostate et il vient d’un grand cri avant de se retirer, laissant sa place à un autre et un autre et un autre. Par chance, même après avoir joui, mon cul possède cette capacité d’en prendre encore alors, pourquoi refuser à d’autres ce qu’ont obtenu les autres? Une fois dans ma voiture, en direction de chez nous, je me plais à compter combien de mecs ont enfoncé leurs queues dans mon pont-arrière et je me surprends à en arriver à vingt-sept. Wow… Il avait longtemps que je n’avais pas autant décompressé.

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