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Aunt TillieAunt TillieThis is a fantasy based on actual events in my earlier years. There was an “Aunt Tillie” whom I lusted after, but since she was mom’s best friend………This took place in an established old, very religious northern city (read: prudish). Extremely conservative.Tillie, or Matilda was her birth name, was my moms best friend all through high school. Both of them married a year or so after HS, but remained close friends. Tillie was sort of an “Aunt” to me, as she came to our home at least twice a week. Tillie wanted c***dren and her husband, Hank, did not. So the ensuing fights led to divorce after 18 years of marriage. There was no alimony for her, as Hank split the scene short after the divorce, and moreover, she had a better paying job than he. At the time of this story, my mom and her were in their later thirties. Tillie at this time, was 5-4, about 115#, and very well toned, as she was on the girls swim team in HS, and still went to the “Y” three times a week. She said the physical activity kept her feeling young. The had a “B” cup, and her leg and hip muscles from swimming gave her some sleek sexy curves. However, she dressed “granny” style: long, baggy dresses and skirts, loose blouses, hair usually up in a bun. Sort of like a 1920s stereotype of a secretary. IMHO, she was fending off men.Myself. I was 5-7, 127#, and had really bad eyes from birth and wore “coke-bottle” glasses, read– nerd. I was good in school and landed a scholarship to a local college. I was on the swim team in school, doing the “butterfly” stroke, and held my own at the meets. See, for those who are not swimmers, that stroke is very hard to do without “breaking stride” and be disqualified. However, the swimming aspect helped in school, as it gave me the scholarship.My parents. Mon was 5’2, with extra pounds, but had C cup tits, with quite a droop. She was a real prude. On time she opened the door to my bedroom to wake me, and the sheet were off me exposing my morning wood. She asked me if I needed to go #1? Yeah, right! She was a control freak as in C O D.Dad was 5-7 and was fat, however, he drove a delivery truck and unloaded it himself. I saw him pick up a 55 gal drum full of kerosene and place it in the truck bed. That’s 300+#. He had a gross sense of humor (sometimes vulgar) which got worse when he had a few drinks. They both had enough friends from their younger days, that they played cards at someone’s home every Friday night. Dad and mom each had their own group, however, since all of them were raised in the same neighborhood, they knew each other. The night of starting this story, it was Tillie’s birthday, so ALL the fiends were at our home, and I was asked to stay. Usually whenever they played cards at our house, I got the car keys and went somewhere with my friends. So mixed drinks were made and all had a few. I stayed with beer for the time being, knowing that after a few Dad usually got a bit gross, and every one had a big laugh. Remember, this group was otherwise very conservative that way.Dad went to an “adult store” ( out of town) and bought some very sexy bikini underwear for Tillie. (I told you about his sense of humor). She opened the package and immediately turned bright red. Everyone else sat there with their mouth open in disgust. Then dad said “Well, Tillie, I would guess its been a while for you. Remember, getting a man is like fishing. Its all in the bait presentation.” Everyone, including me laughed.The night went on a while more and more booze went down. The discussion now centered on the “lonely” divorcee. So dad said “Seriously, I know you do not trust men after Hank, but why don’t you find some guy and get laid?” More open mouth blank stares. She said ” I don’t trust men. I am happy with the way I live. Besides, I don’t think I could make myself pick up a man for a one-nighter.”Dad then said “My son is a virgin ( I was 18) and you could teach him whatever way you like it.”My turn to hide, with red face. After the laugh died down I went to my room and went to sleep.Next morning, Saturday, Dad got called into work. It was about 10 AM when I went to the kitchen. Mom was making breakfast and she said ” I am very sorry that dad said that about you. He had no right, and when he gets home I will make him apologize.” “Lets let it die here and now. I don’t want him to keep bringing it up. Besides, I will have sex when I find the right girl and get married.” This seemed to calm her down.The phone rings. Mom answered it and after hanging up, she said “Tillie was so upset at what dad said, she left her car headlights on all night and needs some help getting it running. Here’s the keys to ours. Get your tools and there are jumpers in the trunk.”I went there and she met me at the door and said come in for a moment. She then said ” I realized that you were more embarrassed by your dads drunken mouth than I was. Are you really a virgin?” I knotted yes. She said “why?””The cool girls at school are attracted to the jocks, like the football players. Both the girls and the guys have the IQ of a box of rocks. The girls on my level of intelligence aren’t exactly what guys have wet dreams about, if you get my drift. Besides, for purpose of illustration, lets just say I got some from a girl. Do you really think I would tell my mom or especially my dad? “She said “I see your point, and understand. Just imagine what you dad would say, even without the booze. (We both groaned) If I were a bit younger, I would be very interested in you, sexually. You are good looking, although a bit skinny, very smart, and seen to tolerate your parents well.” We both laughed.I said “You have the body that many 18 yr old girls would kill for. (I went with her to the Y and we swam together a few times.) I would take you up on it, if there was an offer made that way.” She kissed me on the cheek and said “Lets fix my car.” The battery was 4 years old and did not respond to being charged. I said “Lets go get a new one and I will afyon escort put it in.”We got a new battery and the car started up right away. She said “come inside. She got out some money to give me but I declined it. I said ” I need to talk to someone about a problem I have and its something I can’t discuss with my parents. Its about sex. Can I discuss my problem with you, if you are good with this? There’s is really nobody else I can go to.”She takes my hand and leads me to her couch and she sat on a chair facing me at arms length. She said “go ahead.””You know I am good at almost anything I try: school, technical stuff, swimming. That said, one of the “brainy” girls who is just average looking got a bit frisky with me and said something about us getting it on. I guess us nerds are attracted to each other. But, being I was not “experienced” I declined because I did not want to embarrass myself, and more so, have that spread around to everyone at school. Get my drift? Do you have any idea of where I can learn about this? I do not want to “get laid” as my friends put it, you know 10 minutes, zip up and go home. I want to learn how to really please a woman and have her WANT to come back for more. I think if I can make them enjoy it, I will enjoy it more.Being a normally horny 18 yr old, I got semi hard when I was talking, and saw her eyes notice the bulge in my pants. This made me more hard.She took a deep breath, and said ” I wasn’t ready for that. Let me get a drink and come back. Want a beer?” I knotted yes.She returned with the drinks, and after a few slps she said ” Would you like me to teach you, and if so, nobody else is to know, I would get run out of town and your mom will kill you.” I said “You are beautiful. I’ve seen you when we swam, and you really have taken care of yourself. In your case, its like polishing a Ferrari and not driving it.” She and I laughed. She said ” I am beginning to really want to do this. Some rules you must understand and agree with. (I knotted yes ) NO falling in love. Either of us, I will tell you what to do and you at least try it. I will not try anything I haven’t tried, ior anything my lady friends talk about when we are private. We girls talk about sex also, you know?”I said ” I have overheard some of those conversations. I agree. But why not loving you or vice-versa?” “In this prudish city, the thought of a 39 yr old woman getting it on with an 18 yr old man would get me jailed or run out of town. I know we are both of the age of consent, but the religious freaks don’t think its right. Cradle robbing they call it.”I said “OK when do we start.””I’ll call your mom and tell her that in return for fixing my car, I am making you lunch. That will buy us an hour.” And she did that.After the call, she asked me “Just how much do you know?”I said “Well, I have some porno magazines, and what my friends say when bragging about doing some girl. However, their accuracy is suspect in my mind.She said to wait here, and went to her room. bringing back a book of “marital positions” which started out as a biology lesson in the human reproduction system. I said “Just because I am not practicing it, doesn’t mean I don’t know how it works. I had biology in school.”Next she went into the foreplay, discussing the kissing, necking and petting, but more so, seeing the reactions of the other person to the act. Something like listening for the purring and moaning. She said “The girl will net you know if she likes it, but not in words.”So I pulled her to me and kissed he on the lips and she moaned and pulled me in tighter. I took the hint and put my hand on her tit. She breaks the kiss and said “you catch on fast.”I massaged it and gently played with the nipple, it became enlarged, and she moaned more. While kissing I ran my hand down slowly toward her pussy. She had on jeans and a white blouse, so I got down there and rubbed her pussy, thru them. She said “Gently at first.” Then she put her hand on my crotch and fingered my already hard dick thru my pants. Now we were tongue kissing and getting excited. I slowly started unbuttoning her blouse and she did not stop me. She said “This is important. If the girl stoops you, she is not ready to go on. Do not force her. Just keep doing what you were.”I got it unbuttoned and off of her. She bent forward as if to say ‘now the bra.’ I reached behind her and popped the catch. She said “You practiced this?” I said “My swim jock has the same catch.”Now she takes my tee shirt up and over my head. She said ” You are very slim and don’t look bad.” I smiledI caressed her tits and then started sucking on them. She started squirming and moaning. Said something like “its been a long time”. While sucking on them, I moved my hand to her jean zipper, and slid it down. She lifted up a bit so I could get them down easier. I stood up and removed her loafers and jeans. She had on one of the sexy bikini’s my dad gave her. I pointed to them and she said “He’s right; they do make me feel younger.” I busted out laughing, and said “I double dog dare you to tell him.” And we both laughed.She then reached out and unzipped me. She slid my jeans down and then my boxers. My erect dick sprang out. I was a bit red-faced. She said ” You have nothing to be ashamed about You are bigger than Hank. I thing I am going to really enjoy this. Lets skip foreplay and get into it. If you have progressed this far with a girl, she wants it as much and maybe more than you do, We girls have needs, you know. However, still treat her with respect”She gets up and takes me by the hand to her bedroom. She removed her bikini panties, and gets on the bed face up and pulled me into kneeling between her spread legs. She was not shaved (it was not as popular back then) but was very neatly manicured. With all her swimming and competition swimsuits being very brief, she mowed the bush as to not show. She guided me down on her and has me finger her out, then abruptly stopped and said ağrı escort look at this. She used two fingers and opened her pussy lips apart and with her other hand pointed out the clitoris. She said rub this, as it will give any woman great pleasure.I did as she said and she started moaning and making squealing sounds. She got wet. Then she grabbed a small pillow and put it over her mouth and screamed into it. At the same time, her love juices came out in a flow. This, obviously was not covered in biology, so I thought I did something wrong. After she came back down she kissed me and said “Its been years since I orgasmed like that. Thank you.”She said “Now, I want you in me. Follow my lead.” She positioned my dick over her love tunnel, and said “push it in, gently, all the way.” It slid in easily with her cum to lubricate it as well as my pre-cum, and I was all the way in. I paused to savior the moment, and she said “You are supposed to push it in and out.” I said “I know, but remember, you just took my virginity and I wanted to savior the moment.” She smiled. I started pumping. She said ” Vary the speed and she will let you know what she likes.”She was tight but not super tight. I lasted about 10 minutes and said ” I don’t have a condom.”She said “I am already through my change of life. Come in me already….”I pushed it in all the way, held it there. and shot quite a bit more than I thought I had. This is way better than masturbation. With sex, I mean making love, you are sharing with each other. The way it was meant to be. We lay there in each others arms for a short while and she said we better clean up ourselves so I can go home. She said this is important as you don’t want to have the odor of sex on you in public especially near your father.””You can say that again, but please don’t.” We both laughed. She gave my the book and said “read up on the chapter on ‘oral sex. Its well written and is from France. DO NOT let your parents find it” I went home and mom asked, “where did she take you for lunch?””My favorite Hamburg place on state St.”She said “I’m glad Tillie and you get along so well” I thought to myself ‘you really don’t want to know’I read the book over and was wondering if I could go thru with licking a girl “down there”. Then I remembered Tillie’s words “I will not have to do anything that you don’t want to do, but these are thing girls enjoy” I resolved myself to try it.Next Saturday, we got together at her place. She asked if I read the material. I said “yes, but I am a bit squemish about it, Can we take it slow?””That was my plan. But first, lets take a shower together. This is for two reasons: I want to get you into sensuously washing a woman, and to have our ‘private parts’ clean.””Let’s go do it.”We went into her shower and she had a telephone sprayer which allowed us to very gently soap and wash each other. I told her what I learned about hygiene of that area on a male, and how I was taught in school Phys Ed how to clean it. She showed me how to clean her pussy area, and to make sure you rinse out ALL the soap. That should have been obvious. We dried each other off. Needless to say, I was hard and she stayed a bit wet after repeated dryings down there. Ahem…..She said “Let me go first and take you in my mouth. I have done this before with Hank, but he did not seem to appreciate it. After a few times, I learned to enjoy it. And, don’t be afrain to cum in my mouth. Also, you can guide me as to your individual taste, no pun intended.”She had me sit on the edge of the bed, and kneeled down between my legs. She took my already hard dick into her mouth, slowly, as this was her first time in years doing this. I instantly went into pleasure mode, and she was watching my eyes while sucking me off. She had the whole thing in her mouth and I just sank into escasy, moaned and sftarted breathing rapidly. She knew I was about to cum, and speeded up her movements, and I came shooting ropes into her mouth. After she milked my dry, she let go of it, and she said “do you like that?” I said “Yes” “Better than what we did yesterday?” “No. because I was not pleasing you at the same time.”She said “OK, your turn. Just do what I tell you to.” “OK”She sat on the bed where I was and leaned back allowing access and at the same time, was able to watch me. She started me kissing, and working lower, Down to the tits, across her solid tummy to her pussy area. I was instructed to first lick and suck the pussy lips, run my tongue in and out of the love tunnel, and down to the clit which she pointed out last time. She was purring, and making squealing noises. After a few moments, she quickly placed a small pillow over her mouth, stiffened up, screamed, and shot some pussy juice out. Not a spray, but a small stream. Her juices coated my face, so I decided to lick some up and taste it. Not bad, a bit salty, but not bad. She said “You just graduated eating pussy” I said “Till, I enjoyed that a lot, especially because I brought pleasure to you.””Some girl is going to get a real prize husband someday with you.” I was all smiles, but must have looked like shit with my cum and hers on my face from kissing her, but I was very happy at that point’She said “If you read that chapter, did you see the part on 69 where you do each other at the same time?” I shook head as yes.”Well its going to take a little while but before you reload, so we can try that, if you like?””Definitely”So, she made lunch, and we ate naked, also a new experience. Afterwards, she said Let’s go back upstairs.When we got there, she said “Hank only went down on me once and said he did not like that. He wanted to only do missionary so he was the “leader” and not me. Once I tried mounting him with me on top, called cowgirl, and he pushed me almost off the bed and said not to do that again. it was his attitude and the point about not wanting k**s is why I divorced him.”” I see. so sex with both of you was almost mechanical?””Good escort bayan choice of words.”I said “so I am the opposite of him, attitude wise?””YES, and then some”She had me lay on the bed face up. She came over the side and placed her pussy over my mouth, and she moved around until my dick was at hers. It was a good fit as we were both about the same height. She said “Put your hands on my hips so you can guide me to wherever you feel comfortable. Then go for it and so will I.”I guided her to me and tonged her tunnel and licked and sucked on her clit. I was rewarded with a small gush of fluid, and lapped it up. I continued to suck/play/rub the clit using my tongue and hands. I remembered the book saying something about a “G” spot inside, and right in back of the clit, so I explored for that spot with two fingers. I knew found it when she let out a muffled scream with my dick in her mouth, and got a big gush of fluid. She stopped sucking and said “You read the book alright. Good job, stud.”She went back to sucking and shortly, I came into her mouth this time, it felt like more came out. We both were licking up each others cum and slurping it in. That S O B Hank did not know what he had .We went into the shower and cleaned each other up, kissing and grabbing as we went along. She said “What did you tell your mom where you were going today?”I said “I was going to study for biology.” And she laughed very hard. She said “again, good choice of words”I went home and mom asked “Did you study for the upcoming biology class, OK?” “Yes””But, the semester did not start yet.”I said (with a straight face) “I may want to get into that line of work, and want to do extra well in that area.”” I see”Next time we got together we experimented with other positions like: cowgirl (she loved it being ‘on top’, dog style, etc .) The book did not discuss anal, however, in those days, that was a position for gays. Another time, my parents went out of town for a relatives wedding, so I spent the day at Tillie’s and brought her to my home and she spent the night. She cooked dinner and we just spent the night having sex (I mean making love). We actually slept together in each others arms. In the mooring, we cleaned up and washed the bed linens. One thing I learned— Masturbation does not keep you warm at night but sleeping with a woman does……One day, she was making sounds like she was ready to date again. I said ” Tillie, your wardrobe is of that of a 60 yr old granny. Those dresses you have, I think we both can fit in one. Your hair is always in a bun when you are at work. Your outfits say to men: This one is not what I want. I want to go shopping with you and pick out some tasteful and modern clothes. We are going to re-invent you.”She said “you may be right.”We went to the big department store and I picked out some outfits. She tried them on and looked 20 years younger. I said ” You look great in them. Now, I want you to get a dressy-dress, like something you can wear on a date or to a party” We found one which accented her curves without saying “slut” at the same time. She said “I tell you what I want to do. I will tell your mom you moved my furniture around, and helped me deep clean the carpet, and I want to take you to dinner for your reward.””Yes” “OK here’s the rules. NO signs of affection, no sneaking feels, or anything which can alert anyone else. That goes for both of us.”I said “OK”She wore her new dress, and myself, a suit. We went to a local steakhouse and had a good meal. She said “Lets go to my place and have a quick drink.” I shook yes.When we go there she gave us both a beer, and said “Well here we are. There’s something I want to discuss with you.””OK””I think we both broke an original rule. That is: falling in love. I see how you look at me, and I do the same to you.” “Yes, I sensed that””You have what may be puppy love’ or a crush on me because of what we did. I may have a crush on you because no other man treated me like you do, especially my ex. Its more than sex; its being treated like a lady.'”I agree, Tillie. that said, where do we go from here.”” I was afraid you would ask that. With what this town of prudes does, we cannot become a couple. I am twice your age. You also have 2 or 4 years of school left.””We could move to another town, and get married. I could get a job and do school at night, and with your bookkeeping background, you could find something until I graduate.””I thought of that, but remember, I cannot have k**s.””That’s OK with me, it will give us more time together.””Let’s be like it was and is, and later on we can make a decision.”And I went home. I thought it over and still wanted to spend my life with her, however, I will take our relationship at any level she wants. I don’t want to loose a good thing. We got together whenever we could, and for obvious reasons had to act like Aunt and nephew in public. She and my family knew a lot of people in town.About 8 months later, she told me that a guy at work was interested and they had a date Saturday. I asked how this affected me, and she said we will play this one by ear. However, if it gets serious with him, she will stop with me and it will be resuming the Aunt status, as in no touchy-feelie and whatever.She did get serious with him and they made a date for the wedding. She brought him over to our house to meet my family. Talk about a strange situation: Here’s her new fiancé ‘, and her old “flame” facing each other. Finally I walked up to both of them, and said “She is our family friend, and as close as I could get to having an Aunt. Treat her well. She’s a great woman.” and I shook his hand. He and my mother stared at me. Mom said “Is there something going on that I don’t know about?” “Well I was close to her because she’s your best friend. She had a hard life with Hank, and I want to see her being happy.”Tillie turned to my dad and mom and said “Your son has grown up.” They got quiet; the first time that I ever saw this.The marriage lasted. I went on thru college and moved out of state. The “education” that she gave m was more than just sex; it gave me what I needed to be with woman… Confidence in myself. I kept “the book” and used it later. After all, one test drives a car before you buy it, eh?

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Dr. Goo & the DalicksDr. Goo had just picked up his companion Rosy Palm, a hot red head nympho from the planet Earth, and was operating the controls in his HARDIS, looking up from time to time to check her out. Rosy spoke up after taking in the awesome surrounding of the space ship they were flying in, “so, what exactly is this HARDIS?” Dr. Goo said “it stands for Horny And Arousing Device for Interstellar Swinging.” “So Cool, it’s bigger on the inside,” she giggled “almost like me, that night on earth after you rescued me from the Orgymen.”“yes, that’s why I wanted to bring you along, your not like the other boring humans”“well” she said curiously, “you still haven’t told me who exactly you are and where you come from”The Doctor replied “I am a Sex Lord…well…renegade Sex Lord, from the planet Hornifrey. You see, the Sex Lords are very sexually active, but boringly monogamous. I am more open minded and am always looking for a new sexual adventure. You could say I am an anything goes kind of guy.”“awesome, I too am very open minded.” She walked up to him and started stroking his pants, wanting to get him hard to see how big he was. “I’m always looking for a hot sex adventure too”“great” he said, being distracted while trying to operate the controls of the HARDIS. Then she felt like what was two shafts in his pants. “what the hell?” she said slightly backing away. “what have you got in there?”“Male Sex Lords have two cocks instead of one.”“Wow! And women Sex Lords?”“three breasts, and hermaphroditic. In other words, a cock and a pussy”“oh geez, that sounds great! Wish I had both, or two of something other than just tits. Let me see your cocks.”Feeling the HARDIS slightly jolt the Doctor said “hold that thought for now, looks like we have just landed. According to the HARDIS data banks, the planet’s name is Dildo, home of a race of humanoids, we better investigate and see what type of sexual methods they have.”“Take me along, I think I will need to learn too” she said eagerly.They were out the door and walked out into a steel like corridor with plain rectangular doors all along in regular spacing. Everything was metal, the walls, doors, ceilings, and floors. No decorations. Goo walked up to one of the doors and found a sensor to the side of it and waived his hand in front of it. Nothing happened. “Well, I have just the trick for this,” he said as he pulled out what looked like a small dildo. He pointed it at the sensor, and pressed a button on the dildo, and it made a buzzing sound, and somehow activated the sensor. The door opened.Rosy, looking fondly at the dildo, said “whoa, cool, what is that?”“A sonic vibrator, opens up any lock, including chastity belt locks, and is great for probing orifices too.”“I gotta get me one of those” and then noticed the room was quite plain except for a lounge bench, table, chairs, and other plain looking furniture. Mostly made of metal frame and leather like cover material.“wow, tuzla escort if these guys are anything like their decorator, don’t think we are going to get much action from them” she said.“yes, quite right” the Doc said, and then heard a motor like sound coming from the door. Suddenly, in the door there appeared three metallic looking columnar dome topped robots with what appeared to be shaft like devices sticking out from the center of them, and a stick with a suction cup on the end of another protrusion.“HALT! HOW DID YOU GET HERE?” one of them said.The Doctor spoke up and said “I am Doctor Goo, we accidentally landed our ship here and were wanting to find out about your sexual methods, if you have any. May I ask who your race is and if you are sexually active?”“WE ARE THE DALICKS, WE ARE A RACE OF GENETICALLY DESIGNED MUTATIONS OF A FORMER HUMANOID RACE EMBODIED IN THE ROBOTIC MOBLE DEVICE THAT YOU SEE. WE DO NOT HAVE A NEED FOR SEX AMOUNG EACH OTHER, AND MOSTLY USE WIRELESS ENERGY TO FUNCTION. HOWEVER, OUR LIVING BODIES REQUIRE BODILY FLUIDS SUCH AS SEMEN AND VIGINAL FLUIDS TO FEED OFF OF. YOU MUST TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW AND ASSUME THE POSITION TO BE EJACULATED!!!”“And what will be done to use once we are…ejaculated?”“YOU WILL BE EJACULATED OVER AND OVER UNTIL YOUR BODIES EXPIRE. NOW, TAKE CLOTHES OFF! YOU WILL BE EJACULATED!!!”Goo told Rosy “better do as they say, in the meantime, I will try to figure a way out of this.”They both started taking their clothes off, slowly, so that the Doctor would have time to think of a plan to escape the Dalicks. The Doctor was watching Rosy and saw, as she took her blouse off, that her breasts were naturally plump with nice round pink nipples. Goo was shapely himself. Even though he did not work out, his body looked as if it did. It was the nature of the average body of a Sex Lord. Rosy was dropping her tight pants, and then her panties, and Doc noticed a nice, well trimmed, patch of red pubes. A natural red head indeed.Now Rosy was watching the Doctor as he dropped his pants, and found as he unzipped them, that he was not wearing underwear. His well-shaped tummy tapered down to two long and hard cocks. ‘wow’ she thought.“YOU WILL NOW BE EJACULATED” said the three Dalicks as they came into the door.The Doctor was pushed up against rosy and was told to begin having sex with her. Normally he liked being told what to do on occasion, but this was a bit odd. He had started to lose his hard-ons, but when his cocks brushed up against Rosy’s soft skin, he hardened up again. She put one hand on one cock, and grabbed the other with her free hand, and began gently stroking.“not too fast now” the doctor said quietly “we don’t want to weaken ourselves before I find a way to get away from these things. They were guided to the couch like lounge bench and he was made to stand next to it, while Rosy was made to get on her hands and knees on the bench, and start sucking on tuzla escort bayan one of Goo’s cocks. She stroked one cock with her mouth while stroking the other with her hand.“YOU MUST EJACULATE!” one of the Dalicks barked at it turned towards the couple. One of the Dalicks stuck out it’s shaft like probe, and squirted some sort of liquid onto Rosy’s pussy. It was a lube of some sort, which gave Rosy a warm feeling, and within a second or two, the probe was in her pussy, and started a soothing vibration. Another Dalick approached the Doctor, and squirted his asshole with the warm slime and started penetrating him. And the third did the same to her asshole.Rosy was getting into it, and started pumping harder on Goo’s cocks with her mouth and hands, and traded off, hungrily, taking turns between cocks. The Doctor was feeling the wonderful sensation of her hard sucking and jerking, and the probe in his ass. He had not had sex in a week, and could not hold his cum back. Within a few minutes, he began moaning and started shooting hot streams of cum into Rosy’s sticky mouth and in her hands. Some of it squirted between her fingers and ended up on her tits and belly. The cum was pouring out of her mouth and onto the bench. While this was happening, Rosy, was moaning as the probing of her horny orifices made her cum too. The Dalicks pulled their probes out and began sucking up their fluids with their suction cups. “Quick” said the doctor panting “while they are sucking up our cum, now’s our time to escape.” They turned for the door and just then, three more Dalicks came in screaming “EJACULATE, EJACULATE.” “I think I can go another round if you can, I need more time to figure out how to get away from these sexoids!” said the Doc. Rosy said “Hell yeah, I’m good, what next”Before they could say anything, they were guided back to the bench, and pushed into one another again. This time he would have more time to think of a better escape plant before he came, since they had just gotten off together. One of the Dalicks squirted more lube onto the Doctor’s dicks, and rosy was made to start rubbing them again with her hands.After a short time, he began to harden again, and he noticed that the former three Dalicks were in the corner of the room, observing, as if they were either full from the cum, or in euphoria from eating it. He heard an odd robotic purring coming from them. Or maybe they just like to watch? One of the new three Dalicks was squirting lube on the Doctor’s asshole again, but before it put in it’s probe, pushed the Doc towards Rosy. It must be time to fuck, and as they both thought this, Rosy wondered how the Doctor would use both dicks. Both in her pussy, or one in her puss, and the other…Too late to wonder, as lube was being squirted all over their pelvic region, she could feel one of his hard shafts slide up her pussy, and the other penetrate her tight sphincter. Oh the ecstasy! Rosy grabbed the escort tuzla shaft of one Dalick with one hand, and the Dalicks probe on the other side of her with her other free hand, while the third Dalick was probing the Doctor.As she held on tight to the Dalick’s probes, they began squirting all over her. The doctor found that the tighter she gripped, the more would squirt out and in longer, harder squirts. The glistening whitish, cum like, lube was squirting all over her front, dripping on to her tits, and flowing down her cleavage, down to her navel, and into her pelvic area, flowing around the Doctor’s cocks as he fucked her tight holes.They were both in ecstasy, and luckily did last long, but before they knew it she was Cumming hard on his cocks and he probed both her holes. The double penetration made her body convulse as the warm lube sprayed all over her, and this made the doctor feel two hot loads coming. He pulled out and came all over her front and some landed on her mouth.“Damn, you came hard again!” she said. “Sex Lords are well known for having a continuous supply of cum, dear” Goo said.The Dalicks had pulled their probes out, and were all over her with their suction cups, sucking all their cum off her and the bench. Then, the former three Dalicks began approaching screaming “EJACULATE, YOU WILL BE EJACULATED AGAIN!”The doctor had a plan and said “go with me on this rosy!”“Ok” she said, as the second three Dalicks went to the corner purring, and the former three came back to the bench, and started pushing Goo and Palm together again.The Doctor leaned towards Rosy like he was going to kiss her neck and whispered in her ear, “Take their probes and squirt the lube into the eye of the one on it’s right when I tell you to.”As they were thrust together again, she grabbed one’s probe and began squeezing it as hard as she could and made the robotic shaft squirt lube into the Dalick’s eye device on it’s right, and did the same to the other Dalick on the other side of her. All this while the Doctor did the same to the third Dalick and created a ring of shooting lube into the eye of each Dalick.Within a few seconds the Dalicks began screaming “I CANNOT SEE, OBTICAL SENSORS BLOCKED, I CANNOT SEE!!!”“NOW, RUN” said the Doctor, and they both ran for the open door, and down the hall to the HARDIS. The Doctor looked back and saw that the Dalicks were trying to chase them, but the ones with lube in their eyes were following somewhat blindly, and the other three seamed sluggish still. All the while, they were all screaming “EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE, EJACULATE…!!!!!”The Doctor and Rosy made it back to the HARDIS, ran in, closed the doors and Goo hit the console button that made the HARDIS dematerialize off the planet. “Well, goodbye planet Dildo, and goodbye Dalicks!” said the doctor. “Yes, that was a bit much, Rosy said as she hugged her naked body against the Doctor’s, still slightly covered in lube and cum.“where to next?” she asked.“Wherever the HARDIS decides to take us.” The Doctor said, as they traveled on to their next sexcapade.NEXT: Dr. Goo & the Cyberskin Men

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Bruce suspects wife’s infidelityIt was back in the early part of the summer when Bruce first discovered his wife’s infidelity. He had suspected for some time of course, but with the realisation came a certain feeling of fulfillment, a sense of excitement. He had been warned by many of his friends to think carefully before marrying Janice. They had said that she was a flirt at best, but with her long sexy legs, full breasts and alluring smile, Bruce had fallen head over heels and they were married within the month. That was almost two years ago and although he was almost certain that Janice had fooled around since, he had never caught her.Saturday dawned a bright sunny day and Bruce was busy with some general garden work. They owned a large, rambling house which seemed like a good idea at the time, but always seemed to need so much work doing, always seemed to be 101 jobs to do. He had made himself a mental list of chores for the day; mow the lawn, fix the broken part of the fence, cut back an overhanging tree and then finally repair the TV aerial on the roof that Janice had been complaining about. The sun felt warm on his skin as he toiled and after a few minutes he decided to strip down to just his work shorts and trainers. By noon, as he struggled with the fencing, he heard his wife’s voice from the kitchen.”Shit! What the hell’s wrong with this damn thing now?”Bruce dropped the hammer that he had been using and walked quickly in the direction of the voice.”What’s wrong hon?” he said”It’s this damn washing machine again. It just refuses to work properly. Look at these clothes, I’m going to have to do them all over again. Can’t you fix the thing for me?””Sorry, sweetheart. Looks like we have to get an engineer in for this, it’s beyond me I’m afraid. Why not call that guy you used last time for the dishwasher, Jeff, I think, he seemed to know what he was doing, and he wasn’t terribly expensive either.”Janice thought for a moment, then smiled to herself. “Okay, what will you be doing for the rest of the day?”Bruce thought it a rather strange question, but confirmed that he still had the tree to cut back and then would be spending most of the afternoon on the roof fixing the TV aerial.”Fine,” said Janice. “You carry on with your work and I’ll call Jeff. I think I got his number in my book.”By 2pm, Bruce had just finished the tree and was retrieving the ladder from the garage to get up on the roof. He liked it up there, it was quiet and being a three-story house he could see for quite some distance. He packed the tools that he would need into his equipment belt and climbed up. When he finally reached the very top of the roof he located the broken aerial attached to the chimney. His heart sank as he looked at the collapsed antenna, this would take a lot more time than tuzla escort he had first thought. The whole thing needed taking down, repairing and putting back again. Bruce set to his work with as much enthusiasm as he could muster and within an hour he had the broken aerial in pieces on the roof. Somewhere in the distance he heard the doorbell ring. He guessed that it must be Jeff, the repair guy. He had all but forgotten about him. Oh, well at least that would be one less job for him to worry about, he thought.By late afternoon the sun had lost a lot of its strength and the temperature had definitely cooled. Bruce wiped his brow and surveyed his work. The old aerial looked almost new now. He had cleaned and repaired all the components and carefully replaced them. It had taken longer than he had expected, but he was pleased with a job well done. The only thing left to do now was to test the received picture on one of the TV sets. Not being keen to climb all the way down, go into the house, look at the picture and then possibly have to climb all the way back up to make an adjustment, Bruce remembered that he could see into their conservatory from behind the chimney. He decided that he would call out to Janice, ask her to check the picture and then make any adjustments while he was still on the roof.He carefully manoeuvred himself to the side of the chimney and looked down in to the glass conservatory. He saw his wife walk casually into his view and was about to call out to her when he also spotted Jeff following her. Why he decided at that moment not to call out was a mystery to him, it just didn’t seem the right thing to do at that time. Instead he moved himself back so he was all but hidden behind the chimney and just watched. It was as if he knew that something out of the ordinary was going to happen, he didn’t know what it was, but something inside him told him to just keep looking.Janice was pulling the blinds over the windows. Bruce had a horrible thought that his view would be obscured, but when she had finished he realised that she had only pulled the blinds on the outside facing windows and, thinking that nobody would oversee from the house side, had left the other two blinds open leaving Bruce with a perfect view. Jeff had pulled off his overalls and was now sitting in his shorts in one of the large wicker chairs, seemingly enjoying the late afternoon sunshine while Janice had grabbed two cold beers from the kitchen. From his position Bruce had a good view of the couple. He was not close enough to hear their conversation, but could easily gather from their body language that drinking beer and chatting was not the only thing that either of them had on their minds.As Bruce looked on he watched his wife make the first move. The two were sitting very close, their tuzla escort bayan chairs almost touching as Janice slowly began to slip the halter straps of her light summer dress over her shoulders. Jeff was also watching her as she put on a slow, sexy strip-tease for him, sliding the top down only to quickly recover her large, naked breasts with her hands. Eventually the dress fell away completely leaving her standing in just panties. Bruce could see the effect that the show was having on Jeff. His thin shorts were tented giving an indication of a large erection beneath. Up to this point Bruce had been shocked to the core, but as he watched the show that was intended for another guy, he could feel his own erection growing unmistakably in his shorts. He checked his position to ensure that he could definitely not be seen and continued to watch.Janice was now in a kneeling position in front of a very pleased looking repair man, and was fumbling about in his shorts. With a smile of triumph she hauled out a large erect penis and began to deftly stroke up and down it’s length, pulling the loose foreskin over the glans and then stroking back down to the base. As her hand supported his long shaft and cupped his large swinging balls, her head dropped forward and her lips opened to accept the swollen head. Bruce felt a pang of jealousy as he realised that the repair man was much better endowed than himself, but could not tear his eyes away from the scene that he was witnessing. Janice was now deeply engrossed in the blow job that she was giving, her head bobbing up and down in a smooth symphony of lust. As her head came up she would tease the swollen, throbbing glans with her tongue and then sink all the way down, opening her throat and taking the huge cock all the way down to the base. Bruce was well aware of his wife’s deep-throat techniques, and knew how much Jeff must be enjoying them now. This deep throated blow job continued for another several minutes, much longer than Bruce could have held out without filling her throat with his cum. He was extremely impressed with Jeff’s staying power and self control, and could see that Janice was also enjoying having a larger weapon to play with.Bruce had now released his own penis from the painful confines of his shorts and was openly masturbating as he watched the action. All of a sudden Jeff grabbed hold of Janice’s hair. This is it, thought Bruce, he’s gonna cum down her throat now! But as he continued to watch, Bruce realised that Jeff was pulling Janice’s mouth away from his huge dick and had no intention of reaching his climax just yet. Jeff was a large man apart from the size of his endowment and bent down and scooped up Janice in his arms as if she weighed nothing at all. As he placed her in the wicker chair, Bruce watched escort tuzla his huge cock swing menacingly in front of him. Jeff was obviously in no mood to take his time. Roughly he pushed Janice back into the chair in a sitting position and lierally ripped off her tiny bikini panties. His large, meaty hands grabbed her ankles and yanked her legs open, exposing the pink, shaved and very swollen pussy that Bruce had come to know and love so well. Kneeling in front of the chair put Jeff at the perfect angle to enter Janice and now, holding both her ankles up high in one hand, he used the other to guide his mighty cock towards her waiting pussy. Bruce watched the expression of pure lust on his wife’s face as her lover thrust his cock into her depths. Bruce had been so busy watching the scene unfold in front of him that he was quite unaware that he had masturbated himself to the point of orgasm. He felt his balls twitch and the familiar surge of semen erupt from his swollen cock head as he let out a moan of satisfaction and ejaculated thickly over the old roof tiles. As his eyes re-opened and returned to the scene, he was fascinated to watch his slut of a wife writhing and twisting on her lovers big cock. He could just about make out her moans and groans of passion as she orgasmed and wrapped her ankles around Jeff’s neck. Jeff was nearing his climax as well, Bruce realised. The thick, ropy muscles in his neck stood out as he gritted his teeth and fucked his weapon deep and fast into Janice’s willing vagina. He was grunting in deep guttural tones as each thrust hit home, his eyes tight shut in anticipation of his climax. Bruce could see his wife’s lips moving rapidly as she talked her lover towards his release, her fingers busy flicking over her clit as she strove to join him in a simultaneous orgasm. With one final thrust, Jeff withdrew his convulsing member and Bruce watched spurt after spurt of hot cum splash obscenely onto his wife’s belly, one jet strong enough to reach her naked breasts and drip from a hard, pointed nipple.As the lovers relaxed and tried to catch their breath, Janice looked quickly at her wristwatch. From her reactions, Bruce realised with a smile that she was telling Jeff that they had been fucking for some time and that Bruce might come down from the roof at any moment. Bruce laughed out loud as he watched them in a tangle of arms and legs as they tried quickly to recover their clothes and hide their infidelity. Bruce had no intention of returning to the house just yet. His wife’s wanton display of lust had turned him on more than he had experienced in years. If he confronted her now she might never do it again, or even worse might leave him completely. No, he thought, much better to keep quiet and hope to catch her again. He looked down at the roof he was still standing on. The tiles looked a little worn, perhaps he should replace them all. Oh, well, he thought. It looked like he would be spending quite a lot of time on the roof in the future!- The End –

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A Dark Parking LotI connected with a guy named Trevor on craigslist and we met one evening at a nearby parking lot at a nearby strip mall. I got there first and park in a dark area away from the stores. When Trevor pulled up beside me, I got out and joined him and settled into the passenger’s seat of his car. There was enough moonlight that I could see that he was middle aged, in shape and handsome. Trevor was probably around five foot ten, with salt and pepper hair and he was nicely dressed. We started chitchatting and I learned that he was married and wanting to explore his bisexual tendencies in an uncomplicated way. While we talked, I started rubbing his upper thigh to gauge his reaction. When I didn’t get an adverse response to my hand on his thigh, I moved it up a little to see if he was hard yet … he wasn’t. He seemed apprehensive, but who wouldn’t in his position. When I let my hand rest on his crotch, Trevor confessed to me that, “I’m not that big down there.”“It’s not important. It really doesn’t matter to me,” I told him. “So relax. Let’s just have fun,” I said as I continued rubbing his thigh. Then I let him pull my t-shirt up to rub my chest and squeeze my nipples. As he continued to caress my chest, Trevor managed to remove my t-shirt and open my fly. Excited, I started to frantically pull at his belt, snap and zipper, anything that was keeping my hands from getting inside his pants. He leaned forward and started to gently flick his tongue across my nipples as his fingers pinching them to rock hard excitement. When his pants were finally undone and his fly opened, Trevor opened his legs, giving me the permission that I wanted and the space I needed to reach inside his pants and feel him up. My hand dove under the waistband of his black Jockey briefs and stopped at his thick patch of soft curls. Trevor had a big mound of curly pubic hair that framed his semi-hard cock. As I felt for his growing hardness, Trevor apologized for not being hard yet. He said, “I’m nervous so it’ll take me a little longer to get ready.” “That’s fine,” I reassured him as I squeezed its length. It felt like he was average size, maybe five inches. I could wait for his full hardness because what I really wanted right then was just below and nestled between his open thighs. I reached deeper into Trevor’s jockeys and gently grabbed a handful of his warm, hairy ball sack. They had a velvety tuzla escort softness that I can’t rightly describe. But the sensation combined with our mutual teasing was enough for me to nearly lose control. I told him, “Lower the back of your seat all the way down.” Once he’d done it Trevor sat up, removed his shirt and then lay back down. He was nearly naked and now sporting a full erection underneath his tented briefs. I tore at his belt and the zipper of his slacks and pulling them down to the floor. We both knew what was coming next. Trevor lifted his hips up off the car seat as I grabbed his waistband of his jockeys with both hands and tugged them down past his hips, stopping midway down his open thighs. The loud slap of his erect cock against his belly when I removed his underwear told me that his nervousness has subsided and that Trevor was completely ready to have another guy bring him to orgasm, a stranger no less.The head of his cock just barely extended past the dark black thatch of pubic hair that formed a perfect triangle at the base of his abdomen. Trevor wasn’t big, but his uncircumcised cock was almost as straight as an arrow with the tinniest bit of upward curve. I ran my fingers through his thick bush with one hand and cupped Trevor’s dangling balls with the other. The head around his pee-hole was slightly damp from his pre-cum. He was completely untrimmed, which I liked. It made me feel like I was with a real man, not an effeminate twink. The base of his cock had hair wrapped around the lower part of his shaft and his nut sack was covered in soft fur. The only discovery that remained was the touch, taste and the sensation of Trevor’s drooling cock in my mouth. As I lowered my face down to Trevor’s lap, out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman parking her car about 50-feet away. When she opened her car door and stood up, she was looking right at me. Did she know what I was doing, I wondered. Even standing she couldn’t see anyone else in the car because Trevor was on his back, well out of her line of sight. But who would lower his head to the exact location of the driver’s crotch if he weren’t about to use his mouth for sex? Glancing back over her shoulder, she hurried into the nearest store. Is he sucking a guy’s cock or licking a woman’s pussy was probably the only mystery in her mind. By the time these thoughts raced through my head, I had my face buried tuzla escort bayan deep in Trevor’s lap and his cock head bouncing off the back of my throat. His pre-cum and my saliva mixed to form sticky goo that was accumulating in the back of my mouth. On each upstroke of my bobbing head, I would part my lips slightly to let some of the mixture slide down the shaft of his cock and gather at the bottom of his pubic area. Eventually it would seep on down and settle in my right hand that was cupping his loosely hanging ball sack. Trevor’s balls stopped where his leg met to guard the opening of his anal region. By this time my hand was coated with our sexual wetness so I used the salty mixture to lather the fur hugging his nut sack. Occasionally I would reach under his nut sack to massage his perineum and slide my wet finger into the crack where his legs met. I wanted to tongue fuck his opening so I let go of his wet cock. I put my face between his legs and tried to pry them open wider, but his briefs were stretched tight across his thighs limiting my access. Trevor said, “Ugh … ugh…I’m close. Stop tonguing me and put my cock back in your mouth.”My face was wet with our sex. As I came up for air, I saw the woman, back from the store and standing by her car watching. I quickly glanced away and went back to work. Trevor took my head in his hands and guided my mouth back onto his cock. This time he held my head still while he thrust his cock into me, fucking my mouth like it was a pussy. I just closed my lips around his shaft and opened the back of my throat and let him fuck me. After a minute or two of this, Trevor’s grip on my head got tighter and his pumping cock more forceful. His balls stopped slapping his inner thighs as his sac drew his balls tightly against the bottom of his shaft. Trevor’s breathing was rapid and shallow so I knew he was close. Proving I was right, he asked, “Do you want me to cum in your mouth?”I shook my head, yes, letting him keep his rhythm. “Oh my God,” he moaned. I immediately forced my face into his lap, against his pumping hips, pinning his ass down to the car seat. As he started his orgasm, he was all the way inside my mouth, the head of his cock past the entrance of my throat without triggering my gag reflex. His pubic hair rubbed against my nose and lips. He was wet and the quasi-chlorine smell of the cum was intense. That combined with escort tuzla the musky smell of sex and perspiration that permeated the air in the car a primal, erotic mixture. I found this so erotic that I continued to press my face down in his lap, feeling each spasm of his approaching orgasm. I kept my head still and waited. Trevor’s hands were still on my head.In a flash, Trevor grabbed both hands to my head and I literally saw his balls draw up into his crotch. The he suddenly stiffened all over and cried, “I’m cumming … I’m gonna cum … I’m cumming…fuck!” Then I felt the first jet of thick, hot cum blast into my throat. His cum was salty and sweet and was such a cool sensation to have it sliding down my throat. It was followed by pulsation after pulsation and I felt like my mouth was filling with thick, hot cum. Then again and again, Trevor continued to pump cum into my mouth. Trevor held my head and thrust against my face as I resisted his thrusts but not his cum. Stream after stream after stream of Trevor’s hot gooey cum poured down my throat. Smiling, he kept pumping his cock into me until he was done. I kept him in my mouth until his spasms subsided. He stayed hard the whole time. Finally he said, “I through, so I pulled my head up and let his cock slip out of my mouth.He slipped his underwear back on while I was pulling mine off. As I added my underwear to the pile clothes on the floor at my feet, I was completely naked. I lowered my seat down and spread my legs wide, inviting him to do whatever he wanted with me. I was dripping pre-cum in anticipation. Just when he made his move for my crotch, he saw what I’d seen earlier, the woman standing by her car, obviously watching. He was totally spooked and stopped the whole thing. He stammered nervously, “Thanks, you were great, but we gotta go. There’s someone out there watching.” “Hurry,” he said. I quickly put my shirt and jeans on and then asked him for a pen. I wrote my phone number on the waistband of my briefs and tossed them in his lap. I told him, “Call me,” as I stepped out of the car and walked over to mine. When I glanced at her, the mystery woman was smiling knowingly at me as she got in her car. My erection was clearly visible through my jeans as she drove past me on her way out of the parking lot. Stopping and rolling down her window, she said, “My husband likes to have his dick sucked and I like to watch.” As she handed me a business card, she said, “Call me.” Then giving me a little wave, she licked her lips and drove away. As I stood there Trevor pulled past me, staring straight ahead as he sped away. The end …

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A surprise during a canoe tripA surprise during a canoe tripLast spring time, Ana suggested me to spend a week end visiting some friends in Montana. We could also have a quick journey to the Missouri river, to make a canoe trip down the Bear Rapids. We arrived at the jetty very early, finding another six people already getting their gear ready. There were a couple of female Danish lovely girls, an Italian couple, Richard our guide and two American guys, one of whom was an athletic black man named Tyrone.We introduced ourselves and I couldn’t help but notice the way my wife was staring at Tyrone as his shirtless, muscled torso rippled and glistened in the early morning light. We climbed into our canoes and headed off up river, passing by several islands in the middle and eventually stopping at a little riverside park for breakfast. All the way there our canoe was at the rear so I was able to watch the Danish babes, but that also meant we were right behind Tyrone and his mate.Our guide had put on a great breakfast for us. We sat around on the river bank talking and enjoying the sunshine for a while and then it was time to get moving. I had not noticed Anita strike up a conversation with Tyrone. tuzla escort I helped our guide Richard to pack up the gear and load it into his canoe while Anita slipped off to the toilet. Five minutes later we had finished loading the canoes, so I decided to go for a leak too.I walked into the men’s room and was about to take a piss when I heard what sounded like a low moan coming from the closed cubicle behind me…I listened closer and was sure I could hear someone sucking in their breath. Then I smiled to myself thinking I had caught one of the guys wanking himself, when I heard an American accent say: “Yeah baby, suck my dick”.I went over to the closed door and sure enough, I could just make out the wet slurping sounds of someone sucking a cock…My own cock grew instantly hard. I moved quietly into the adjacent stall and climbed up onto the toilet bowl so I could take a peek over the wall. What I saw nearly made me fall backwards into it with shock… There was my sweet wife Ana, on her knees like a total slut, sucking the biggest black cock I had ever seen… Tyrone had one of his hands on her left shoulder and the other at the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on what must have been tuzla escort bayan at least an eleven inches dark pole. Instead of getting angry, I found myself getting enormously turned on. This was not the first time I could see Ana with a black man and all I could think about was dropping my own cock out of my pants to stroke it in time with her movements. Tyrone was groaning louder now, making Ana’s head up and down his shaft. She responded by moaning in little whimpers as it slid back and forth down her throat. I had just starting to get to work on myself when she suddenly stopped and stood up. I quickly dropped down so she wouldn’t see me and heard her say that they didn’t have much time and she wanted him inside her.”Please, fuck me now” She begged “I want that huge black cock inside me.”I was just about ready to burst when I heard this, and started furiously pounding away on my cock. Even though I couldn’t see them, I could tell when his monster entered her because she moaned and cried loudly…I reluctantly waited for a few agonizing moments before sneaking another look. When I did, I found Anita standing bent over against the stall door, her shaped long legs wide spread with her escort tuzla shorts and panties hanging around one ankle. Tyrone was pounding his thick black monster snake in and out of her from behind and she was obviously enjoying the nasty fucking session…Ana was really letting herself go now, urging the black man to fuck her harder and faster whilst reaching between her legs to fondle his heavy balls. Tyrone was really giving it to her now and sweat was pouring down his back. Before long, he groaned that he was about to cum and Anita asked him not to do it inside her…. Then he grunted like a donkey and pulled out his thick piece from my sweet wife’s cunt.He shot spurt after spurt of thick sticky cum onto her back and ass cheeks for what seemed like an eternity, before Ana span around and dropped to her knees to take his still dripping cock back into her mouth.Seeing that was too much for me and I blew my own sticky load off against the wall of my stall. Then I raced quickly back outside so they would not know they had been discovered. Tyrone returned first and I saw him give a little wink and whisper something to his mate who laughed loud…Next Ana came back but pulled away when I went to kiss her. She did not want I could taste the black guy’s cum in her mouth, for sure…When we resumed the trip, Ana smiled to me and whispered close to me:“Did you enjoy what you have seen there, my loving cuckie???…”

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The civillianI shadow wrote this story for a friend. The two of us hope you enjoy it.When I finished high school I spent a few months working, before being drafted. Aside from a short period of training, during the first half of my term I spent most of my time behind a desk. I did spend a day a week doing guard or drill duty, to keep in shape and keep my field skills fresh. When things escalated and another unit was in need of a new sergeant, I was promoted and got reassigned. Still behind a desk, but now assigned to a war zone, I did spend a lot more time in the field. I had to go often to an improvised base, located in an old government building, so the sleeping arrangement was less than satisfactory. Most of the soldiers there were regulars at the base. Either directly under me in the chain of command, or just corporals and privates who were effectively under me due to the circumstances. My priority was for them to have a good place to sleep, and I could not “waste” a bed on myself, so I would often go to a cheap motel designated for soldiers and reserves who were en route either to or from a mission. Eventually I got reassigned to the remote base at the border, permanently. Since beds at the base were scarce, the lieutenant colonel who was responsible for my unit has signed off on me to keep sleeping at the nearby motel. I effectively moved there. It was a true dump, but I got used to it. And the very casual, non-military felling was a big advantage. I had enough military atmosphere during the day and I appreciated seeing civilians.The regular clerk at the motel was a true sweetheart. When I came with all my clothes and other things, and extended my stay to three months, rather than the usual two-three nights, she gave me the best room that had a sort-of decent closet, tuzla escort and a good fan. Even before that I knew the other night clerk as well, a middle aged woman named Emilija who would often flirt with me, but Darja was the person I saw there most often, since her work schedule often coincided with my schedule. She was immensely cute. Always happy and nice. She seemed almost like a teenager (which I knew she wasn’t) with her tank-tops, short skirts and shorter shorts. Since I was a rare regular at the place, she was happy to see a familiar face whenever I came to sleep. The occurrences in the field began to cool off, so I spent most nights at the motel. And she would often invite me to drink a lemonade or fresh orange juice on the balcony with her. As events progressed and things got more and more quite, I was given a long vacation. It was quite sudden (I was informed on the same day as my three month motel reservation ended) so I neglected to tell Darja I will be leaving. Two weeks later when I came back, I saw her before she saw me. She was unusually sad. When she finally saw me she ran at me, jumped high enough to kiss me on my chick (and she was some 25 centimetres shorter) and hugged me for a long time. A moment later she took a step back as she was clearly embarrassed by this unusual emotional outbreak.After I dumped my stuff in my room, we went back to our usual ritual on the balcony. Only she had no fresh juice or lemonade, so she got a few beers instead. Still or a recruit’s salary, I appreciated it very much. We sat on the balcony longer than usual, though Darja was as shy as ever. I eventually moved the chair right next to her, using my bad hearing as an excuse. When I held her hand she froze. But she did not move away. I was very attracted to her. Brunette, tuzla escort bayan with black eyes and a thin figure, she looked yummy. When I kissed her she barely reacted initially, but as I though to stop, she finally kissed me back. The scene got really passionate, really quick. When I suggested we go to my room she was hesitant. But there was hardly a necessity, to man the front desk so late at night, so she finally agreed.We got our shirts off. The petite girl had nice, small perky tits. I was in an okay shape but she seemed to like my imperfect chest and belly. We spent some time kissing and touching each other. When I went for her skirt she had asked me to stop. Surprised a bit, I asked if she didn’t want things to go any further.- ” I do want it” she said, in a low voice. But there’s something you need to know.- “What is it?” I casually asked- “I am transsexual” she said, dropping a metaphoric bomb on me.I fully got what it meant, and while I was curious, I had never considered a tranny or a shemale to be an acceptable sexual partner for me. It was now my turn to freeze. I was no longer as excited. But as I looked at her, my attraction did not really go away. I slowly took her skirt off. Her black panties matched her bra, and I could clearly see a small dick and balls in there. Instead of asking her to put her clothes back on and go away, I kissed her. Her anxious expression was replaced by relief mixed with rising passion, and she quickly removed my pants and underpants. She grabbed my dick with her surprisingly strong hand and started play with it. She also licked my balls and the put them in her hand and pressed hard. It was unusual to have a girl grab my balls like that and a bit painful but very fun. She used her small mouth to give me a great blowjob, and escort tuzla finally even though I was very excited, I asked her to stop. She got the hint, lay and her back and finally had gotten her panties off.Darja’s cock and balls were aesthetic, but small. They seemed hardly functional. I ignored her genitalia all together and gave her cute ass a lick. She seemed to enjoy it. I focused on her ass-hole and she started moaning. Her moans were sexy, and not long into that part of our sexual encounter, she reached for her purse. She got the lube out, and after I stopped she put some on her back-door. She then put lube on her finger and played with it inside her hole, rubbing it to make the entry more pleasant. She put a lot of lube on my dick, and finally opened her legs for me. I tried to put it in but she was really tight. She helped me using both of her hands, and I had finally got it all the way in. The warm feeling inside her was nice. She groaned and moaned in pleasure, as I started driving my cock back and forth. As I increased the tempo I saw her face twitch in pain once or twice. But her increasingly loud moans suggested she was still having fun. We change positions to doggy style, and it was amazing. Again she guided my cock inside, and this time I opted for slow strong thrust. With each thrust we both seemed to be closer to a climax. I saw her small cock get hard, and not long after that she shot a load. This excited me and right after that I got out of her, put her on her back, and after a short jack off I shot a load on her. I got some on her tits, and the rest on her stomach. As I lay on the bed next to her, we started kissing again, until finally we realized I had to go to sleep soon, and she was still sort-of at work. We took turns in the shower, though we did watch each other and i was still turned on by her. We made plans for the next night and she went back to her workplace.This was the first night of many, but after my tour has ended, we did go our separate ways.

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4 DegreesRoger was in a flurry of moods. He had just gotten home and he was still taken aback by what had just happened. He was one who had to tell people every detail of his life, much like a woman. Thus, the first thing that came to mind was to call his friend Tony. He picked up the phone and dialed his number. Hours before this, Roger could be found at the Wherehouse. He had heard a lot of Tool’s new album on the radio and decided to purchase it. As he was doing so, he ran into a friend of his girlfriend’s.Teresa. What a bitch. She would have liked nothing better than breaking he and Amber up. Why this was Roger wasn’t entirely sure, but this was certainly something he didn’t need.”Oh,..hi Roger.”She was holding a Counting Crows CD. Roger hated them. He often marveled at how they were total opposites. They had absolutely nothing in common. For all that though, she had a great ass.”Hi, Teresa.”Neither of them really had much to say. They were mere acquaintances, and not even friendly ones at that. “So,” Teresa began, “is Amber around?”Roger shook his head. “She stayed home. I think she’s feeling sick.””Ah.”Roger was amazed. No sarcastic comment had exited her lips. Maybe she was a bitch because of Amber. Now that he thought of it, this was the first time he had spoken to Teresa without Amber’s presence. It seemed as though she was just trying to be friendly, which was an odd thing for her to do after six months of being a bitch to him for no apparent reason. Roger wasn’t one to hold a grudge though; he saw no real reason to not be nice back.”So, how’ve you been?” he asked.”I’m good, thanks,” she replied. “Yourself?””Good,” he answered. He was puzzled not only by her friendliness but by her nervousness too.Why did she seem so nervous?Teresa was in front of him in line and was about to be rung up. She turned to say something, but the clerk called to her, and she turned back. Roger wasn’t sure of what he should do. He saw this as a great way to build a friendship between them, though, and thought that something was in order. She bought her CD and was about to leave.”Wait,” Roger called. “You wanna wait while I buy this?”A faint mile appeared on her face.”Maybe afterwards we could get a cup of coffee or something,” he continued.”Sure,” she answered. “I’ll wait outside.”Roger watched the sway of her ass as she walked out. Her tight black skirt greatly accentuated her gorgeous lower body, and her top barely concealed her bursting breasts. He remembered that when he met her and Amber that Amber was the pretty one and Teresa was the one with the knockout body. He shook this from his mind, though. If he was going to try and get closer tuzla escort to Amber’s friends, it wouldn’t be the best choice to fuck them.He bought the CD and walked out, finding Teresa in front. “So,” she asked, “where do you want to go?”He hesitated. “Starbucks is right across the street…””Works for me,” Teresa smiled. “Let’s go.”They walked across the street, talking of the weather. When they got inside even, their conversation didn’t stop expanding. Roger found it extremely bizarre. They sat in stools adjacent to each other and kept talking until Teresa told a joke that had them both in tears. They sat silent for a moment until Roger spoke up.”Uh, Teresa,” he started, “I have to ask you… why did you always act like such a bitch in front of Amber? You’re so nice.”Teresa’s smile disappeared. “You really want to know?” she asked.”Of course,” Roger answered.”Well,” she began, rubbing the back of her neck, “I kind of had a thing for you when I met you, and to be truthful, I still do.”Roger blushed. “Shit, if I had known that, I would’ve had a much harder choice on my hands with you and Amber.”She smiled. Her hand found its way down to Roger’s inner thigh and she started rubbing his penis through his pants. She looked back up into his face. “You want to go to my place?”Roger was surprised by this move. “Sure,” he said, suddenly overcome with lust. They stood up and grabbed each other’s hands as they walked out.Hand in hand they walked to Teresa’s car across the street. “I can give you a lift back to your car later,” she huskily told Roger. He nodded stupidly and got in. He really couldn’t help himself; he didn’t know what it was that was alluring him to this forbidden fruit except that he liked it.To Roger the car drive seemed to last a bit too long. Sitting in the passenger’s seat, his hand found its way to her leg. His fingers dragged up her leg, finding their way inside her skirt. Teresa laughed, but a little nervously. “Rog, I’m trying to drive.””I don’t care,” Roger said lightly. His fingers found the cotton panties between her legs and rubbed them gently. He felt her pussy lips and felt the panties get a little damper. Teresa’s leg jerked sharply as she let out a squeal. “Stoppit, Roger,” she squeaked frantically. He pushed a little harder with his fingers and smiled slyly. She moaned and tightened her grip on the wheel, determined not to lose her concentration, despite the marvelous job Roger was doing. Roger slipped one of his fingers into her panties and caressed her clit. Without warning The car turned quickly and almost crashed into a brick wall. “Stop!!” Teresa screamed, but with a huge smile on her face. Roger stopped tuzla escort bayan and slowly pulled his hand out. It was covered in her liquid. He brought his fingers to his lips and licked them. “Mmmm,” he uttered. “I can’t wait.”Finally they arrived at Teresa’s apartment. They groped and kissed roughly in front as Teresa fumbled for the keys. Eventually she pulled them out of her purse and unlocked the door. They stumbled in clumsily, almost drunk on each other. Roger shut the door and shoved Teresa onto the sofa. Teresa pulled her panties down to her ankles and lifted her skirt up to her waist. he freed one leg from her undergarment and rested it up on the bridge of the couch. Immediately, Roger’s face dove in between her legs and buried his tongue inside her. Teresa let out a gratified moan and pulled roughly on Roger’s hair. “Move,” she muttered between gasps.Teresa grabbed Roger’s legs and directed them to the opposite arm of the couch. He moved them and his crotch was positioned over her face. She opened her eyes and pulled Roger’s cock out. It was almost fully erect, and its resting space took up almost the entire left side of her face. “Jesus, Rog, no wonder Amber raves about sex with you,” she gasped. Teresa leaned her head back and tried to fit in as much of Roger’s manhood as possible. She got about half in and sucked it like a straw as viciously as possible. Teresa could barely move her head, but she tried anyway and was rewarded by deep grunts from Roger. She felt herself about to cum as Roger did, and Roger was the first to lose it. His semen flooded her mouth and as she gulped it down she was pushed over the edge as well. Her nectar hit Roger and sailed straight down his throat. Teresa cleaned him off as her orgasm wound down and Roger did likewise. He got up off of her and removed his pants slowly. She lifted her shirt up just to her shoulders and undid her bra so she could rub on her nipples. The sight of this got Roger good and hard again, and he go back between her legs.”Wait,” she said.Roger looked up at her.”…I want you to do something that I haven’t done before,” she whispered.Roger nodded. “What?”There was a pause. “I..I want you to fuck me in the ass,” she continued, seemingly nervous. “Just do it like that,” she went on, “I want it just like this.””Are you sure?” he asked.”Yes…god, I’m so turned on right now, just do it!”Roger took orders very well, so the second these words escaped her lips the head of his cock was at her anus. Ever so slowly he entered her, and her body quickly tightened as she dug her nails into his arms.”Oh, fuck, it’s so good!”Her ass was so tight. Roger knew that he was going escort tuzla to cum fast inside her, so he decided to take it slow. She was going insane beneath him, though, and he wasn’t even all the way in.Deeper and deeper he penetrated her tight little asshole and she screamed in pleasure. Her arms raised to dig her nails into his chest now, leaving marks all over his body. His thrusts grew faster and faster at her demand until Roger knew he couldn’t last and he came again. As he emptied his load into her ass, they heard the stairs squeaking. Immediately Teresa started screaming louder. “****!”‘What the hell is she doing?’ he wondered, until the door burst open, and Amber was standing there.”Help me, Amber!” Teresa shrieked.Finally he realized it was a setup, but far too late. The last thing he remembered was Teresa smiling slyly up at him right before Amber rendered him u*********s with a bat.Roger awoke in a police squad car, curdled up in a ball and handcuffed. He moved his arms up to his front underneath his legs and noticed that his hands were loosely done, possibly because he had been knocked out when they found him. He tightened his hands in a fashion that made them the same size as his wrists. Once he did that, he pulled his hands free ad placed them back behind him, waiting for them to stop. When the car did finally stop, he saw the policemen on either side get out. “Oh, looks like he’s awake,” one said. “Too bad,” said the other as he reached into his pocket for his keys. Roger figured on him opening the door so he faced him. When h open the door, Roger exploded into action and kicked the cop in the face, knocking him back, thankfully in a silent manner. He grabbed the officer’s gun and walked over to his partner. The partner finally turned to see what was happening, but it was too late. He turned to see a gun aimed at him and froze. Roger looked at the officer on the ground quickly. “Get up!” he yelled. Slowly he got up, and at gunpoint he cuffed them to each other and the car bumper. With that he ran as fast as his legs would carry him to his car. Mercifully, he still had his keys and wallet, and his car was relatively close. ‘Damn, these were some dumb cops,’ he thought to himself. Finally after about ten minutes of running at a constant speed, Roger reached his car. He leaped in through the open window and sped towards home, the tires squealing into the night air. He lit a cigarette for the short trip and tried to relax. Thankfully he saw no police cars on the way to his house and once he arrived he slammed the door behind him and locked it three times. The first thing he thought to do was call his friend Tony; at the moment it was the best thing he could do. He picked up the phone and dialed the number, twitching impatiently. Finally Tony answered.”Hello?””Hey, it’s Roger.””Roger! What’s up?””I just got the new Tool album, man!

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A Desire ReawakenedI am a man that was still in his thirties, even though I had raised a c***d that was eighteen when she finally left home to move in with a girlfriend and start college. I had dated (and had a very steamy sex life with) her mother, Maria, while we were in college ourselves, and she had gotten pregnant in our second year together. She had been nineteen and I barely twenty when she gave birth to a baby daughter, Briana.Maria and I had a great marriage for twelve years despite marrying and having a c***d so young, until a drunk driver shattered that part of my life. Maria had not only died at the scene of the accident, but twelve year old Briana (whom I had tagged Bree from the time she was a c***d) had been critically injured and was in need of blood transfusions to survive. When I had gone to donate blood for her, it was found that not only was I not the right blood type for her to receive the transfusion, I wasn’t even Bree’s birth father. I was devastated to learn this at first, but nevertheless was determined to continue to love and raise Bree as if she had indeed been mine.I remembered telling myself that the possibility existed that though Maria had slept with another guy while we were dating, she automatically suspected the c***d had been mine when she became pregnant. Whatever the case, I still loved Bree and wanted her to live.And live she would to blossom into a caring, beautiful young woman, though I found her a bit too thin for her 5’6 frame. I guess being that skinny was the ‘in’ thing and Bree and her friends all seemed to have that same look that I viewed as being underfed. I loved my women with a little curve or two on them.But after Maria died, I didn’t have a woman for about six years, sexually or otherwise, despite Bree’s efforts to fix me up her friends’ mothers.During that time, if my sex drive hadn’t died with my wife, my cock saw more of my hand than a woman’s pussy. At 6’3 and about 200 pounds with shoulder length chestnut hair and dark brown eyes, I still could have picked up a woman or two for a clandestine, no-strings-attached fuck as most men my age did.But I was the type of guy that believed sex without love was pointless, so the thought never came to the deed, even at my horniest moments–which weren’t too often anymore. At least, until Katie moved into my home as a roomer. The woman that would reawaken my sexual desires from the moment I laid eyes on her.When Bree moved into her own place and prepared to start school, things got lonely around the house and I was considering selling the place until Bree suggested I rent out the spare room since it was so close to many of the vocational schools and the junior college in the area. After much consideration, I found it to be a great idea.Initially, though, the potential roomers weren’t exactly the type of people that I wanted in the house. There were everything from a couple of hot girls in their early twenties (that turned out to be ‘escorts’) to a few ‘doper’ types, none which I was comfortable with. I politely sent them on their way with the notice I would contact them when and if I made a decision.Throughout all these casts of characters, Katie then came to see the room. She was a sweet, shy young woman barely twenty and hardly the ‘party’ type, a student at the junior college who worked part time at the library. She was a pretty thing, about 5’4 and around 130 pounds, all of it in the right places, particularly her ass and breasts, along with butterscotch hair and clear blue eyes. If men weren’t falling over this lovely specimen, there was something wrong–with THEM.Soft spoken, Katie stated that she had been looking for something reasonable closer to school and her job, since she didn’t drive and the public transportation where she currently lived was basically shitty. Cab fares were expensive and the new landlords that had taken over her present building had jacked up the rent yet again.As she talked about her situation and looked at the room, I felt my dick rise in my pants the first time in who knew how long just looking at Katie’s incredible ass and full tits. I would definitely need to jerk off tonight, I thought to myself. Meanwhile, it was all I could do to hide the rising bulge in my jeans as I showed her around.I don’t know now if it had been my conscience or my cock that made the decision for me–maybe both–but before I knew it, I offered the place to Katie, much to her gratefulness. She immediately wrote out a check for the deposit and rent, then said she would be back that weekend to move in.She turned out to be both a great tenant and excellent company; it wasn’t long before she and I became good friends. But Katie still had the same effect on me that she did the first day she came to see the room and there wasn’t a week that gone by without me jerking off in either my bed or the shower thinking about her, though I doubted she’d even give me a glance in any way besides as a landlord/buddy. There was an eighteen-year tuzla escort age difference between us after all and she was probably having plenty of sex with guys her own age anyway. What young woman that sexy wouldn’t be?As it turned out, Katie didn’t have much luck with men her age in town despite her sweet personality, intelligence and certainly that voluptuous body of hers. It seemed to be from my perspective that the guys around here only got boners for size 2 women with either fried-egg tits or surgically enhanced ones.What the attraction was to women that looked more like p*****naged boys than actual women was totally lost on me.On this particular night, she was supposed to be going to a dance at the college; someone had ‘fixed her up’ with a guy she’d had a secret crush on and was excited. But she had been back home in less than an hour, visibly upset and had gone into her part of the house, shutting the door to her room for the longest time. Out of respect, I left her alone for awhile.Having another raging hard-on after seeing her in the dress for the dance, I hurried into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes, giving my cock a workout with my hand, eventually spraying cum everywhere in the stall.I then cleaned up the mess before getting myself together, drying off after the shower and pulling on some shorts over my nakedness to wear to bed later.After I got out of the shower, Katie was in the kitchen, now in her baby doll pajamas. Even though she had cleaned up, she still looked as if she had been crying.”Katie, what are you doing home so early?” I asked, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious that I had shorts on and nothing else in front of her. She gave me a pouty look. “Oh, CJ, it was terrible! The whole thing was a joke. I was supposed to meet Brian there, but it turned out he not only brought this really hot girl there instead, she was his girlfriend! It was someone’s idea of a sick joke! Sometimes I just hate people!”I looked back at her, thinking about her being treated so bad and having the feeling of wishing I could track down the person responsible for hurting her and breaking my foot off in their ass. “I’m sorry, Katie. You deserve so much better than that.””Well, it will never happen to me,” she pouted again.I gave her a small, encouraging smile. “You know, they say things happen when you least expect it. Before you know it, a guy could come along that thinks you are the best thing that happened to him.””Oh, CJ,” she said with a slight giggle. “you’re so crazy.””And why not?” I asked as we walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. “You’re a bright, beautiful young woman. A guy would have to be on the pipe not to want someone like you.””Well, I guess a lot of them are on the pipe then,” she said, shaking her head. “And besides, I don’t see you with any women and you’re an attractive man.””I guess I haven’t found the right girl since my wife was killed. I was your age when our daughter was born.” “You married and had a baby young,” Katie agreed.”I sure did. Briana was twelve when we lost Maria,” I said softly. “I raised her myself until she moved out after that.” I didn’t tell Katie that Briana hadn’t been my biological daughter; Briana herself still didn’t know and there was no point bringing it up anyway.Deciding it was enough of our depressing tales, we then spent time talking and laughing about other things in our lives when out of the blue I had leaned over and kissed her softly.Suddenly realizing what I had been doing, I pulled back quickly.”Katie….I’m sorry; I went over the line. I didn’t–“She put her fingers on my lips to stop me. “No,” she protested. “I want you to do that again.””You’re very young, baby. A pretty girl like you probably has a guy somewhere wanting to be with you.”Katie pouted again. “Not really. All the guys I know only want ‘one thing’ with me or go out with all those skinny cheerleader types. I mean, I’ve given a couple of blow jobs and things like that, but I don’t exactly have men eager to go out with me. I’m not a slut looking for just sex.””I think I may have found my dream girl,” I said a little teasingly, before I held her close to me, touching her face and kissed her, exploring Katie’s mouth with my tongue. She tangled her hands in my hair and kissed me back as our tongues entwined and I felt my cock growing in my shorts.I was at that point possibly enveloped in both love and lust with her as I stroked Katie’s shoulders and back as my lips never left hers; we kissed passionately for a long time. My lips then left a trail down her neck before I whispered in her ear that we should continue this in the bedroom.Katie’s response was to pull away from me before she stood up and stripped off her baby doll pajamas, displaying her nakedness before me. “Oh baby, you are so beautiful,” I said approvingly before picking her up and carrying her into the bedroom.I gently lay her on the bed and asked her to let me look at her. I wanted to touch every part of her body tuzla escort bayan with my hands, mouth….and my cock.For the first time in six years, I wanted to make love to a woman, and Katie was that woman.I ran my fingers down her back, over her beautiful, round ass, up and down her legs; every part my hands went on Katie’s body, my mouth followed. “Tell me what you want and like, baby,” I finally said after coming up and kissing her again. “I want to give you so much pleasure.”I couldn’t believe what happened next; Katie then moved down my own body and licked up and down the shaft of my eight inch cock and around the head until she took my entire cock into her mouth in one gulp, sucking me in deeper and deeper until I was practically into her throat. “Jesus…Katie, you have the hottest mouth….” I managed to get out between groans of pleasure as she deep throated my cock. Even the expert blow jobs Maria had given me before and during our marriage had paled in comparison to how Katie was sucking me now.As I found myself enjoying the blow job Katie was performing below me, I noticed she was slowly sucking me all the way to my balls as I felt her hand caressing them as she downed my prick. I was ready to shoot my load within minutes.”Katie,” I warned her in case she wasn’t into having a guy cum in her mouth. “I’m going to cum.”That had only made her suck my cock faster while her hand now worked my shaft. I then felt several large shots of my semen go down her throat; Katie eagerly drinking stream after stream of the hot jizz I shot into her mouth.Once she had swallowed the last drop of cum, she slowly pulled her mouth off my cock and smiled.”You liked that,” she stated matter of factly, then kissed me.”I haven’t had my cock sucked like that for a long time, baby,” I agreed. “Whoever taught you to give a blow job certainly knew their stuff.”She was already playing with my dick again. “Yeah, I know guys like getting that. And swallowing cum isn’t really that bad.”In light of the mind-blowing blow job she’d given me, I found myself wanting to reciprocate by going down on her.I always loved eating pussy and the thought of diving between Katie’s own legs and giving her the eating of a lifetime turned me on greatly.I then laid her gently back on the bed, spreading her legs and revealing a neatly shaved mound. The sight of her bald pussy made me want to eat her out even more.I dove my head between her legs, my tongue finding the inside of her cunt and sliding it in and out of her as she began to moan softly above me as I continued to tongue fuck her deep as it would go into her opening.”Oh, CJ!” she squealed. “Yes! Don’t stop!”I slid my tongue out of her slit, working it up to her love button, but not touching it, licking round and round her pussy before nibbling on her lips and then flicking her clit at last as I finger fucked her tight pussy.Within seconds, Katie had let out a moan as she began to cum; her sweet orgasm flowing into my mouth and me lapping up every drop or her nectar until she could cum no longer.By now, my cock was stiff again; I found myself dizzy with lust and needing to fuck her.I then teased her pussy a little with my hand. “I think you need a good fucking. Are you ready to be fucked, baby?””I-I don’t know. Do y-you have a condom?” Katie was hunching her pussy against my hand. “I don’t use condoms. I don’t like the feel of them when I make love to a woman. Maybe I should just take it out when I’m ready to cum. Would that be okay?” “Okay…” was all she could get out.”I want to make you feel so good, baby,” I reassured her.I reached between her legs all the way under her ass and then slowly traced her ass crack with his finger all the way to her clit. I pulled her thighs open wider and did it again. Katie sighed and moaned at the contact I was giving her.I traced her ass crack one more time but stopped with my finger on her pussy and began a light massage.”Do you want me to finger fuck you, baby?””I-yes…. it feels so good when you touch me.”I pushed my finger into Katie’s cunt and she arched off the bed. I then pushed a second finger into her saturated pussy and she began to shiver a little.”Oh, CJ, I’m going to cum!”I increased the pace of my fingers inside her until she exploded on them, gasping and moaning as she came all over them.”I think you’re definitely ready to be fucked,” I said softly once she had finished her second orgasm.”Do you think your cock will fit inside me? It’s so big….”I rolled onto my knees between Katie’s legs, gripping my cock and rubbed it between the lips of her pussy. She arched upward, trying to capture the head. I continued to rub the head of my cock up and down her pussy, mixing her juices with my pre-cum. “Oh God, CJ, I need your cock in me,” she moaned.”Are you sure that you want me to fuck you?””Fuck me,” she said. “I want you so much.”I clenched my ass and the head of my cock slipped inside Katie’s tight cunt and I leaned down to kiss her. It was then I felt an obstacle escort tuzla of sorts inside her as I went to push more of my cock inside.Katie was a virgin!Before I could ask her if she was sure she wanted this, she bucked her hips up, forcing more of my cock into her pussy. There was no question now she wanted–needed–to be fucked.I clenched my ass muscles again and my cock was fully embedded once I had felt her hymen pop. She was so tight, so wet and so damned hot!”Oh CJ,” she moaned again softly. “I’ve wanted this so much…I just had to wait for the right guy to give it to…”That had gotten me going even more; I’d had sex plenty of times even before I met Maria, but Katie had been the first cherry I had ever popped in my thirty-eight years. I never thought fucking a virgin could feel so good!”Katie, lift your legs and tilt your pussy. I’m going to put it against your cervix. Does that feel good, baby?””Oh, God, yes! Are you going to cum in me? Oh, your cock feels so good inside me….it is so big. I’m going to cum again. Are you going to pull out?”I pulled my cock out until just the head remained. I then began to fuck Katie with long slow thrusts until both of us were grunting, groaning and gasping for air, and at the same time, I was trying not to hurt her. “Oh CJ, you fuck me so good. I needed a man inside me so much.”After a few more minutes, we were both nearing an orgasm. “I’ve got to pull out now, Katie. I’m ready to cum,” I panted.”Oh CJ, don’t pull out now. Your big cock feels so good in me. I’m almost ready to cum. Fuck me more, baby.”I pushed my cock in to the hilt and pressed my pubic bone against Katie’s clit. This triggered her orgasm. I could feel her pussy squeeze my cock and this sent me over the edge. I could feel the cum working up my cock as it began to throb and my ass began to clench. Streams of my cum then began flooding into Katie’s pussy as we clung to each other in the throes of climax. Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth was open slackly. We both were making incoherent noises and perspiration was dripping from us.When the spasms had ended, I collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried in her pussy and our tongues entwined again in a hot kiss.”That felt so good,” she finally said. “I hope you don’t think I’m a slut for letting you do that and cum in me.””I couldn’t pull out. Your pussy was so tight and it felt so good. I don’t think you are a slut at all. Even virgins get horny and need a good fucking eventually. But why did you let me pop your cherry?” “I’ve been waiting for the right man to do that with. And I knew when I moved here you were the man I wanted to give it to. Did I do okay?”I kissed her deeply again. “That was so great that I want to fuck you again when my cock gets hard. Would you suck my cock and get me hard again?””Oh, CJ, just stay in my pussy,” she begged.”But that will keep cum from running out of your pussy. You might get pregnant,” I warned.Katie smiled. “Don’t worry. Since we have already had sex and you came in me, we may as well enjoy more of the same. It’s too late now to worry about me getting pregnant.”We continued to kiss softly with Katie pushing her tongue between my lips and placed her heels behind my thighs. Soon, when my cock was fully erect, Katie and I started fucking again, my dick making squelching noises when it slid into Katie’s cum-filled pussy. This fuck was more leisurely. Neither Katie nor I were in any hurry for it to end. But soon, I felt cum start to move up my cock.I drove it to the hilt and again squirted a large amount of semen into Katie to join the last load I had previously shot into her once-virgin cunt. “Katie, I love you! I love you so much….” I called out as another shot of cum went inside her.Her legs quivered and her pussy clenched on my cock as she went into the throes of another orgasm. “Oh CJ, you fucked me so good. I needed that so much. You can fuck me anytime that you want, baby. I will suck your big cock and swallow your cum again when you need that too. I love you too and want to make you feel as good as you made me.”I kissed her deeply, “Katie, I think you are special too. I want you to move into my bed so I can love you like this every night or how often you need it. I never thought I could be with a woman like this ever again.”I then pulled my cock out and rolled off Katie, cuddling her as we eventually went to sleep in each other’s arms.The following morning, we fucked again for about another hour before we took a shower together and I helped her get ready for class. I just couldn’t get enough of that beautiful body of hers, especially now knowing I had been her first lover.It turned out six weeks later that Katie was pregnant. But everything worked out well, as we were in love and we got married six months before our son was born. Josh is now five and just started kindergarten; I’m forty three and Katie twenty five, about to give birth to twin girls in another month.Katie being pregnant or not, our sex life hadn’t slowed down since the first night we’d spent in bed together and we still manage to get in some hot loving seven nights a week despite our now-busy lives.As they say, things do happen when you least expect it.

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Becoming His Cum SlutSo, as previously told, the events leading up to us having a threesome with my best friend and my husband started me down a path of becoming a cum slut. I never really liked the word slut or whore because of its’ negative connotations, but I soon learned that a woman could be classy and proper in the streets and still be a whore or a slut in the sheets for her man. After that night, I started enjoying my husband cumming in my mouth. I loved how he tasted and as much as I wish I could fit him entirely in my mouth, to feel him explode, I just couldn’t. My jaw bone just wouldn’t allow it. I found myself fantasizing about blowing some guy that I could fit into my mouth and having him cum in my mouth. The thought of it really started turning me on. I wanted to know if every man tasted the same or similar. I already knew from talking to friends in high school and college that they didn’t, but I felt a strong desire to experience it myself. And at this point I hadn’t talked to my husband about my desires yet. One day after work, I joined a bunch of my co-workers at a bar down the street for happy hour. After my second long island I was feeling pretty frisky. Eric was one of those co-workers that everyone knew was married, but there was something about his demeanor that lead me to believe he liked to play. He carried himself a lot like my cheating husband does with his confidence, swagger and subtle innuendoes. As I finished my second drink I really started looking him over. He was a little shorter than my husband and I hoped he was as average in stature as he was in height. I psyched myself up to do something I thought I’d never do in my life. I was about to cheat on my husband. I tapped Eric on the shoulder with the back of my hand and asked him to step outside to smoke with me. Since we were the only smokers, none of our other co-workers were none the wiser. As we walked out to the parking lot, I walked up to my car and opened the back door and started to get in. I looked over my shoulder at him and said, “get it.” He got into the back seat with me and as he closed the door I immediately started making out with him. His hands were all over my tits as I handled his cock over his pants as I felt him getting hard. I pulled back from him long enough to say, “I know we’re both married, but I want your married cock to cum in this married mouth. No one has to know, it’ll be our secret.” He didn’t hesitate to undo his pants and pull out his cock. I smiled to see the 6-7 inch cock he produced as I knew I would be more than able to handle that. He gentlemanly held my hair back as I went to work on his cock. I told him how I loved sucking cock, but my husband was just a little too big for me and that I wanted to feel another man actually cum in my mouth and not just into my mouth. Eric’s free hand found its way up my skirt and pulled my panties aside and started fingering me. It helped keep me in the mood and I started feeling like a slut in a good way. I continued sucking on his cock while stroking him with one hand and gently playing with his balls in the other. I started tasting his pre-cum as he started producing more of it. He was a little saltier than my husband but still tasted good and had me wanting more, anticipating the full load he would eventually give me. I sucked on him deep and hard, tempting the back of my throat, testing my gag reflex. I started feeling him swell tuzla escort in my mouth as his balls started to tense up. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. Eric let go of my hair then and placed his hand on the back of my head, forcing me down onto him and his cock into my mouth as he started thrusting into my face with his hips. I felt myself starting to gag, but I literally had him by the balls and gave them a gentle squeeze as if to tell him to ease up a bit. It worked. As we went back to a more moderate rhythm with my mouth and tongue I started to feel his cock start to pulse in my mouth, his balls tightening even more, I knew it wouldn’t be long. Finally, Eric started groaning and releasing his salty cum into my mouth. It was a lot! I had to swallow some of it to keep it from escaping my lips. He kept cumming as his balls twitched in my hand. As he finished unloading in my mouth, I kept savoring the warm salty substance and felt a sensation of bliss as the same tingly sensation I got from my husband’s cum as it rolled over my tongue and down my throat. I continued sucking Eric until I was sure he was drained. I greedily wanted every drop out of him. As he panted away telling me how “fan-fucking-tastic” it was and that he wished his wife did that for him, I asked him how long it had it been since he’d last been with his wife since he dumped a boat load of cum down my throat. He admitted to me that it’d been about 3-4 weeks since he’d been with his wife. As I licked and stroked his now diminishing cock I told him as long as he could keep a secret, he wouldn’t have to wait so long next time and just ask me. He asked me what if my husband found out and I told him not to worry, that my husband and I were a little more open that he thought. My husband just didn’t know it yet. The next day at work I started feeling a little guilty. I had just cheated on my husband and he had no idea. Although I was pretty sure if I asked him, he would give me permission to do what I just did the night before. I just needed the reassurance I could do it myself. I still felt guilty though as Eric and I shared glances and smiles throughout the day, both of us knowing, but no one else knowing. That night as my husband and I fucked, I asked him if he would like to share me, to see me with other men. He liked the idea and asked what I had in mind. I told him about how I started liking him cum in my mouth and that I wanted to actually have my lips fully wrapped around a cock as it exploded in me. I told him if he was smaller I’d do it for him, but if another smaller, more average sized guy wanted to cum in my mouth, would he let them. He really started pounding me then, telling me how much it would turn him on to watch me with another man. He asked me if I already had someone in mind. I didn’t want to tell him about Eric, not yet. I, instead; told him that it’d probably have to be some stranger at a bar or something. This really got my husband going and he fucked me hard, telling me he would love to watch me take cum from another guy. I came on his cock and before I was done cumming on his cock, he pulled out and shot his load into my mouth. Oh, that salty-sweet cum of my man! That following weekend, after dinner he asked if I wanted to go for a drive. Nowhere in particular, just go for a drive. We drove for a good hour, away from the city, into the country and talked and laughed about everything and nothing. I eventually tuzla escort bayan asked him if we were going somewhere or just driving to drive. He responded by pulling into this road side bar in the sticks. We were definitely not over-dressed for the occasion as we both were wearing jeans and tee shirts, so I was sure I’d feel comfortable there. I asked him what this place was and he told me it was just some bar a way’s from home and thought I might be able to find my fantasy here. He told me to go in first and sit at the bar. He would come in a moment later and sit somewhere else and just watch me. I really started getting wet just at the thought of picking up some buff country guy as my husband watched. I started feeling the same giddy-joy I felt when I watched him with my friend that same night that sent me down this path. I walked into the bar and felt every eye upon me as I walked to the bar and took a seat and ordered a beer. There were a few couples in the bar and a few guys by themselves and I pretended not to be obvious in checking them out, gauging who I might approach. I was half way through my first beer before my husband came in and got himself a beer on the other side of the bar. He sat down in front of one of those table top games and started playing something, but I could tell his eyes were on me the whole time. As I started my second beer I noticed one of the three guys playing pool in the back of the bar come up next to me and order a beer. He looked to me and asked if he could buy me a drink. I told him I was ok with my beer but if he, “wanted to give me a drink, I’d be ok with it.” He turned his head slightly and took a drink from his beer asking what that meant. I turned towards him, leaning slightly closer and said softly, “it means I’d like a shot.” He asked me what I would like a shot of and I smiled as I said, “a shot of your cum in my mouth.” He asked if I was some sort of hooker and I assured him I was not. I wasn’t going to charge him for anything, and that I was just a clean housewife from the city that was looking for a little stray action away from my husband. I then asked him if he wanted to go out to my car for a “smoke”. He agreed and we left together. I went through the same routine I felt familiar with when I had Eric the other night. And once we were in the back seat, his cock was out and I was sucking and stroking on it. He didn’t take long before he was shooting off in my mouth. It wasn’t a lot but it was strong in that it practically went straight down my throat when he did cum. I thanked him and told him if his friends wanted to give me a drink they could too. We walked back into the bar and I took my seat again, drinking my beer. I looked over at my husband for some sort of signal and he gave me a hand gesture as if to stay put. I went back to my beer and noticed out of the corner of my eye the first guy talking with his two friends as they glanced over at me. It wasn’t too much longer before the second guy came up asking if he could buy me a drink. I absentmindedly circled the opening of my beer with my finger as I turned to the second guy, smiling and asked if his friend sent him over. He shyly said yes and I asked him what his other friends name was. He told me his friends name and I called him over to me. As the two of them were now next to me I felt my dormant inner slut take over as I told the two of them, “look, boys; time is short. I escort tuzla came here to suck cock and go home and have my husband fuck me silly with his huge fucking cock that I can’t fit in my mouth. So if you two want to get your dicks sucked and cum in my mouth then let’s quietly go outside and let me take care of you two.” They both agreed, but the one guy said ‘yes ma’am’ and made me think of my husband that was now watching his wife become his cum slut before his eyes. I took them out to the car and we got into the back seat. I alternated between the two of them, sucking and stroking them. They both fucked my mouth well and I was able to handle them both quite well. I felt myself cum a little as they both came in my mouth almost one right after the other. I thanked them both and they walked inside as I stayed outside for a minute and actually smoked a cigarette. I felt weak in the knees as I gathered myself up. It felt so good being so bad as my tongue searched my teeth looking for stray drops of cum. My mouth and throat were tingling so good it made my heart race a little bit. I walked back inside and finished my beer asking the bartender if I owed him anything. He told me the ‘gentleman in the corner playing the game paid for my drinks’. I smiled and asked him to thank him for me. I watched as he went up to my gentleman husband to tell him such and he waived back to me. I then left the bar and got into the car. My husband followed soon after. As he started the car and drove away he asked me how things went. I rubbed his bulging crotch and started telling him every detail as he drove home. I stroked and licked on his cock telling him everything. He asked me what got into me and what made me decide to start doing this. I then admitted to him as I sucked on the head of his cock, the only part I could fit in my mouth; that I had decided to try it and tried it out on my co-worker Eric. I went on to tell him that story from the other night. It got him so excited that he exploded in my mouth too. He apologized and said he wanted to wait until we got home. I told him it was ok as I played with his softening cock. I waited until he was completely limp before I popped him back in my mouth and started sucking on him, making him hard again. I really enjoyed this as I felt my husband’s cock get harder in my mouth until I could no longer fit him in it. I had lost track of time and realized he was pulling into our driveway at home. He didn’t even wait, he didn’t even get out of the car, he instead jumped into the back seat pulling me with him. We pulled off all of our clothes and I road that magnificent cock of his until he came again inside of me, all the while him telling how hot it was knowing I was outside sucking off three guys in this very back seat. His mouth and teeth pulling at my nipples and his fingers probing my ass as I came all over his cock as I felt him pulse inside of me, he asked me if I was ready to be fully shared with another man. As I continued grinding his softening cock I told him I was ready for anything he would ask of me, I asked him to do with me what he wished, begged him to do whatever he wanted. He then pulled me closed to him and whispered in my ear, “my sweet love, don’t you understand? It’s not about me. It’s about you and your pleasure. That is all I ever wanted, is for you to be thoroughly pleased.” I never felt closer to my husband then I had at that moment. Our next adventure together would be a chapter that I only fantasized about up to that point. We didn’t even get dressed. We just grabbed our clothes and walked naked into the house and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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Natalie Portman packs a surprise in his fantasyEager to relax after a hard night of work, I laid down on my couch, closing my eyes as I slipped my hand down my pants…”Hey sexy. Didn’t I just see you yesterday?”I glanced up and watched as Natalie Portman came walking out of my bedroom and into the living room. I smiled. Somehow, despite her extremely busy filming schedule, and the time spent with her husband and their baby boy, the actress always made time for me. As usual, she looked as though she’d just stepped out of some extremely trashy porn film, or off of some street corner. Her hair was short, like it had been for some time after she’d finished filming V for Vendetta, neatly parted, and she was wearing far too much makeup for a lady of her class. Her eyelids were a little too blue, her lips just a little too red, and her cheeks just a little too flush. The lit cigarette dangling between those lush lips was a nice little extra touch.”You know we don’t smoke in the house,” I chided, grinning as she stepped around the couch and into full view. Even in the low light of my basement apartment, I could still make out everything, every little detail of the slutty little outfit she was wearing. A black halter top rode up her mid-section, stopping just high enough on her modest breasts that it could legally be worn in public. On the way down, it melted into a dangerously high black leather miniskirt. Her gorgeous, slender legs were covered in purple fishnets that slid all the way down into the two inch black stiletto heels. It was like an erotic dream come true.Natalie smiled, placed a hand on her hip and took a long drag before removing the cigarette. After blowing a thick cloud of smoke in my direction, the brunette chuckled. “I’m a figment of your imagination asshole, ergo, I’ll fucking smoke if I fucking want to.” I loved it when she talked dirty. “You like what you see?”I nodded and cocked an eyebrow. I could feel my dick getting hard just watching her.”Good,” She took one last drag from her cigarette and dropped it on the floor. Before it could do any real damage to the carpet, she crushed it out with the toe of her left heel. She crossed her arms over her chest and eyed me hungrily, “So,” she said, pausing as her eyes traveled up and down my body, “What’ll it be this time? Blowjob? Anal? Sixty-Nine?” She smiled seductively and started tapping her foot. I’d been lying on my couch, but now I stood up and walked over to her, my eyes traveling up and down her body, stopping on all the bits that they liked. This took some time.”Let’s see what happens,” I whispered, leaning in for a kiss. Natalie’s lips met me halfway and before long we were swapping saliva as our tongues wrestled. I could feel her hands sliding up and down my body and decided turnabout was fair play. I started with my hands on her waist. One slipped around and cupped her left ass cheek, squeezing it gently and causing her to squeal softly as we kissed. The other hand slid slowly up the side of her trim stomach until it found its way to her right breast. I started to squeeze it gently. I loved the way her small tits felt in my hand. They were just large enough to get a good handful. Massaging it gently, I pulled away from the kiss just long enough to look into her dark brown eyes. Even in the dark, I could see that they were filled with lust.Jumping back into the kiss, I pulled the right side of her halter top down. Of course she wasn’t wearing a bra and her breast was exposed. My thumb and forefinger started playing with the pert little nipple, squeezing and tugging on it, and she moaned a little more while our lips were locked together. Pulling my other hand, albeit reluctantly, away from her firm ass, I started sliding Natalie’s top up over her stomach. I continued until it was up and over her chest, both breasts free now.Lingering for a moment, our tongues touching sporadically, I moved on to her neck. Her arms had moved up now and both hands were on the back of my head, pulling me in tightly as my lips grazed the warm sensitive flesh of her neck. “Mm,” Natalie moaned. “Yeah.” While I leisurely nibbled my way down her neck, my erection growing with ever inch, pardon the pun, I played with both of her tits, squeezing them and rubbing them in a circular motion. Finally my tongue slipped down past her collarbone. While I played with her right breast, gently biting on the nipple and tugging with my teeth, my left hand slid down to her leg, just below the bottom of her skirt. I slowly began to slide it up her thigh as my tongue traced circles around her hard nipple.As my hand slipped up beneath her skirt, toward her hot moist treasure box, something seemed off. More accurately, something felt off. I pulled away from her breast and looked into her eyes again, a quizzical expression on my face. She still had those sex hungry eyes, and didn’t seem to realize anything was wrong. Slowly, I dropped down onto my knees, my face level with her crotch. Carefully, a sneaking suspicion dawning on me, I started to slide the skirt up around her hips.”Um,” I said softly when I noticed the bulge in her tight black thong. “Natalie?” I asked.”What?” she said abruptly, apparently torn from the mood.”Um,” I repeated. How could I ask what I was about to ask? I glanced up to see her looking down at me. The lust wasn’t gone from her gaze, but it was ebbing. Not knowing what to say and, although I wasn’t aware of it, holding my breath, I slipped my fingers beneath the band of her thong and pulled it down.”Holy shit!” she screamed, eyes glued to the cock hanging down between her thighs. “What the fuck is that?””I think it’s a dick,” I said. It might seem idiotic, but I really didn’t know what else to say. I looked up at her. “Natalie, why do you have a dick?” I leaned down to get a better view. Her pussy was gone, replaced by the male member and a set of balls protruding from her neatly trimmed crotch. “Where’s your pussy?” I added lamely.”It’s your fantasy,” she said impatiently, “The fuck should I know?””Uh huh,” I said shaking my head. It looked so strange, dangling down there between the starlet’s decidedly feminine legs. It was surprisingly large too. I didn’t have a ruler handy, but it was probably about five inches long, and the way it was drooping, I was pretty sure she was still flaccid.”So now what?” she asked. Sensing that the mood was momentarily lost, she pulled a pack of cigarettes from the side of her skirt band and lit another one. I didn’t know what to say. My erection was gone now, crushed by the surprise I’d found in her panties. “I don’t know,” I relented. I walked back over and sat down on the couch. This certainly wasn’t what I’d been expecting, or what I’d been planning on. I leaned forward, resting my cheeks in my hands. “Maybe it’d be better if we ended this for now,” I finally said. “The mood’s gone anyway.” I couldn’t help but glance at her manhood. It was definitely bigger than mine. Was I jealous? I banished the thought. Something must have slipped past my subconscious. That was probably it. I’d kill the fantasy for now, and try again later when my mind was clear.”Whatever,” she said, taking an extremely long drag. Now she was looking down at her member, experimentally touching it. I could see it starting to grow, and decided to end this before it got any worse.Closing my eyes, I returned to reality. When I opened them, to my shock, I was still sitting there in the dark, the newly appendaged Natalie still standing there. She was pressing on her dick now with one hand, the other one cautiously inspecting her new testicles. “This is fucked up,” she whispered.”You’re telling me,” I said. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t seem to end the fantasy. I was starting to get a little nervous.She looked over at me, “Maybe you’re a faggot. I mean, it’s your fantasy. You’re the one imagining me with a dick.” “Am not!” I shouted, maybe a little too quickly. I stood up and started pacing. “I can’t end this,” I finally admitted. “I can’t seem to wake up from this deranged dream. I was scared and my body was shaking a little.”Okay, okay,” she said slowly as she stepped toward me, her voice soothing. “You’re not gay. Maybe we should just go with this though.””I don’t think so,” I said, shaking my head and putting my hands up. Glancing down, I noticed she’d sprouted another few inches, probably about eight now, and it was sticking straight out. I couldn’t get over how strange it looked. I’d been fantasizing about Natalie Portman since I’d first seen her in Attack of the Clones, and those fantasies had never featured a functioning cock, at least not on her end.”What are you so afraid of,” she asked, a slight smile crossing her lips. “It might be fun.” She put a hand on my shoulder to stop my endless pacing. “Why don’t you sit down, and I’ll make you forget about my little friend,” she offered. Natalie didn’t give me much choice. Without forcing me, she gently pushed me until I was sitting down on the couch. Spreading my legs, she dropped down onto her knees and smiled up at me. As she ran her hands up and down the length of my jean covered legs, she tilted her head. “Just don’t think about it,” she whispered.Easier said than done, but I decided to give it a try. I couldn’t seem to end the fantasy and I really didn’t have a choice anyway. Both hands found their way to the fastenings on my jeans. Natalie unbuttoned and unzipped them. Smiling up at me the entire time, the lower half of her body out of view, she reached down beneath the rim of my boxers and started massaging my dick. I had to admit it felt good, and for a time, it made me forget about her uninvited guest. “You like that?” she asked in a sexy voice. The lust was back in her eyes.I nodded. Her hand felt so good as she caressed my shaft, and I could feel it growing again. “Apparently somebody’s having a good time anyway,” she whispered. Finally, she pulled it out, and slid my boxers and jeans down. I lifted my ass a little so she could get them down far enough to get my cock out. She smiled. One hand was wrapped tightly around my dick, the other had snaked down between her legs, and I didn’t want to think about what it might be doing. Her hand moved slowly, squeezing tightly and making me gasp. “BJ it is,” Natalie said quietly, before leaning down to gently kiss the tip of my seven inches. Her wet lips felt amazing on the head, and before long she was swirling her tongue around. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. Her lips slid down around the head and she started to suck lightly on it as her tongue worked it’s magic. I was in heaven. My hands found their way to the back of her head, holding on to her short hair, and gently pushing her mouth farther down. I could hear her gasping and moaning a little as her head started bobbing up and down. Her lips rode me for a good three or four minutes, taking about half of my member, before she let it slip out. She smiled up at me, and I noticed the shimmering trail of saliva that connected Natalie Portman’s lips to my dick. Now she wrapped her lips around the side of my shaft, sucking on it and squeezing it as she moved up and down. It felt amazing. I wondered how long she could keep this up before I exploded. Her lips slid down the entire length until she was tonguing my balls. Each one slipped between her dark red lips for a moment. Natalie sucked on each one for a moment, while her free hand continued to slowly jack me off. I still couldn’t bring myself to think about what that other hand was doing, but looking down, I could see the arm moving back and forth, toward me and then away at a steady pace.Natalie pulled away from my balls and smiled up at me. She looked so sexy down there between my legs. She smirked, and lifted her body up for a long kiss, while her hand stroked my member. The actress must have seen my eyes widening as I glanced down between her legs and saw her hard dick hanging down, because she reached up with the hand that had been ministering to herself, to cup my chin and tilt it back up.”Don’t think about,” she whispered, before leaning in for a long and lingering kiss. By the time we separated I’d been pacified. The thin brunette dropped back down to her knees and went back to work. This time she put it in her mouth, and released her hands. She used more force, sliding further and further down my erection. I could hear the slurping as she struggled to deep throat me. Using my hands I pushed down a little, forcing her further and further down until her chin was banging against my balls.Natalie was struggling not to gag as she rode up and down in small increments, keeping most of my rock hard dick in her mouth for at least a couple of minutes before coming up for air. When she went back down, she repeated it, forcing me down her throat and gagging just a little as her head bobbed up and down as quickly as it could. She’d stop when reached the bottom, just letting me enjoy the tightness and warmth of her throat before bobbing again. She repeated this for a while, before coming up. Now she slipped back into a lighter pace, sliding up and down about half of my erection and letting her tongue trail behind. I couldn’t believe how much saliva she was producing. My dick was soaked, and now her hands – both of them, I noticed – were massaging my balls. It wouldn’t be long now.”Suck it,” I coaxed her between breaths. “Yeah,” I paused. This was it. “I’m gonna cum,” I warned her. She let me slip out of her mouth and started jacking me as hard as she could. Before long I felt my balls tightened, and I was spraying glops of sticky white cum across the actress’s face.A strand splattered against her left eye and hung there, and another sprayed across her left cheek. Several blotches found their way into her hair. She smiled up at me, as my breathing slowly began to return, and slipped my softening member back between her lips, licking it clean for me. It took a moment for my breathing to become completely normal, but the pleasure from the orgasm was still there.”A plus,” I whispered, staring down at her cum covered face.She smiled up at me. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”I shook my head. I’d been able to put her boner out of my mind, and the experience had actually been extremely pleasurable. “With or without a dick, you’re an excellent cocksucker Natalie.” I reached out and cupped her clean cheek in my hand. Feeling a little better, and ready to return to reality and get some sleep, I closed my eyes.When I opened them, I was still staring into Natalie’s hungry eyes.I’d never had much luck in the art of picking up women. That’s not to say that it never happened, it was just infrequent at best. I would never call myself an Adonis, but I was attractive enough. I just lacked the confidence. Thus I’d developed a pretty active fantasy life to make up for it. Fortunately, God had seen fit to gift me with an extremely vivid imagination. I could close my eyes and get completely lost in another world, another life or, simply a sexual encounter. Up until now it was a gift that had served me well. Now it was starting to scare me. Okay, I’ll be honest, it was scaring the hell out of me.There were always stories about people who couldn’t discern the difference between fantasy and reality and every time I heard them, I found myself wondering how they could let themselves drift so far. I’d never had any mental issues, no psychotic episodes in my sordid past, but I was starting to understand what it must feel like to completely lose your grip. It was freaking me out, but I was doing my best to keep calm. I knew that in actuality, I was lying on my couch, alone, probably with a few globs of cum on my stomach. I’d never lost myself like this, and I wasn’t about to start now.I tried not to think about the fact that, although my sexual imaginings had always been rather vivid, they’d never felt like this. I’d swear on a bible, in a court of law that I’d actually felt Natalie’s warm lips caressing my hard-on. I had felt the moisture, and stimulating caress of her tongue. It was difficult to wrap my mind around the situation. Maybe I was going crazy. Out of desperation I pinched my arm. All I got for my trouble was a brief moment of pain.”I see you’re still here.” I glanced down. Natalie Portman was still kneeling between my legs, my spunk drying on her face and in her dark tousled hair. The white shine of my baby batter was a rather sharp contrast to the dark blue of her eye shadow. She was wearing a curious smile. Again my attention was drawn down between her legs. There should have been a pussy down there; hot, wet, and ready for penetration, but instead she’d been gifted with the tool that would do the penetrating. The starlet had a fist wrapped around it and was stroking her erection almost absent mindedly. I was sure that from the base of her well-kept bush to the tip of her purple mushroom head, she had to be at least eight inches, maybe a little more. It was all more than a little off putting. Even in the dark it stood out.”Not for lack of trying,” I whispered with a sigh. There had to be a way out of this.”This feels great,” she smirked, glancing down at her cock. Her rhythm was slow and steady. “Oh,” she whispered. “Mm.”I stood up. “I’m so happy for you,” I sneered. I walked away, toward the light switch. Maybe I could shock myself into waking up. I flipped the switch and had to squint for a moment as my eyes adjusted to the light. When I turned, Natalie was still there. She was standing now, even in two inch heels the actress was still several inches shorter than me. Her top was still up around her collarbone, leaving her small breasts and pert, bright nipples visible. She had a faraway look in her almond eyes as she continued to jerk her new appendage.She sighed, and released her grip. Her dick fell forward resting against her left leg. It didn’t look like it belonged there, laying against the purple fishnets. “You don’t have to be such a dick about it.” She slowly walked over, and I tried not to watch as her member swayed gently from side to side, showing no signs of softening. Against her petite frame, it looked even bigger than it probably was. A moment later, she was standing in front of me. I had to admit that if I didn’t look down, I could almost feel the mood returning. Almost.”You really can’t end this, can you?” She tilted her head quizzically. “You’re stuck here.”I rolled my eyes. I really wasn’t in the mood to have a philosophical question with a self-admitted figment of my imagination. She gently stroked my cheek with the back of her fingertips. They were warm and soft, and once again I swear I felt them as though they were real. Afraid and unsure, I reached out and took her hand in my own. It had substance and warmth.”No,” I admitted. “I can’t seem to wake up.”She took me by the hand and led me back to the couch. I wasn’t sure where it came from, but before long, she was smoking another cigarette and offered me one. I nodded. She lit it and handed it over. Sucking on the filter, I felt the arid smoke fill my lungs and relax me a little. It was a fantasy, so I simply flicked the ashes on the floor when I needed to.”Has this ever happened before?” she asked, leaning in. Somehow she’d managed to situate herself so that she was sitting facing me, one leg on the ground in front of the couch, and the other wrapped inward, covering her erection. If she’d done it to make me more comfortable, I definitely appreciated it. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what had kept me from just totally losing it and freaking out already.”No,” I finally answered, taking another drag. “Never.” I knew full well that the real Natalie Portman had gone to Harvard to study psychology, and the irony of the situation wasn’t lost on me. “Maybe you haven’t cum yet,” she offered, trying to be helpful. “Maybe that’s why you’re still here.” She cocked both eyebrows.”I don’t think that’s it,” I told her. “Something’s really wrong here.””Well,” she said slowly, as though she were testing the water. “Maybe,” she paused long enough to lift her left leg and rest the heel on my shoulder, bringing her new endowment back into full view, “there’s a reason you’re still here.” She used her chin to gesture down toward the stranger between her legs. “Maybe your subconscious is trying to tell you something.” Natalie stopped, tuzla escort allowing the awkward silence to hang in the air for a moment.”I don’t think so,” I said, shaking my head. “I think if I were a homo, I’d have figured it out a long time ago. I like pussy,” I finished. Her gaze drifted from my eyes, locked on the couch. “You know,” she said, rubbing my shoulder with her heel, “Gay and straight aren’t the only two available options here.” When I didn’t answer, she continued. “Maybe you’re bi. You know, sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t.” She wrinkled her nose and smiled at her own joke.I was less amused. Seeing her in the light, her sizable prick on display, it was even more unnerving. “Look,” she finally said firmly. She took my chin in her hand and pulled me in for a soft slow kiss. We remained together for a time before she pulled away, taking my breath with her. “You like me,” she whispered, “right?””You’re just a slutty version of an actress I wanna fuck. I’ll never actually have her, so my mind created you instead,” I said slowly, still trying to catch my breath and longing, despite myself, to kiss her again.A smile of triumph crossed those lips I desired so. “Exactly,” she said, “Your mind created me and last time I checked, you’re pretty much in control here.” Natalie leaned in closer. “Now I’m sitting here with a massive boner, and I’m pretty sure that’s not my doing.” Her voice was soft, her breath warm against my cheek, and her point was indisputable.”I don’t know,” I said, with little conviction. I found that, despite my nervousness, the desire to fight this was quickly leaving. When I looked down, I realized I was playing with her breast. I pulled my hand away.”Don’t over think it then,” she said, her left hand sliding down to rub my flaccid member. “Just start slowly. Touch it.”I hesitated. Her attention was slowly making me hard again. Looking down at her crotch, I could see the ridges and the veins on her member. I had to remind myself that this was supposed to be Natalie Portman. In every aspect, she resembled the actress and star of so many of my fantasies. There was just one difference. One really big difference.Cautiously, as she leaned in and began to nibble gently on my neck, I reached down. It took a moment or two to work up the courage, but finally I slid my fingertips against the warm hard flesh. I pulled back quickly when it flinched at my touch, and Natalie chuckled. Pulling her lips and teeth away from my neck, she looked me in the eye.”It’s okay,” she whispered. “It won’t bite.” She smiled. “I might though.”Building my resolve, I touched it again. This time I didn’t tear my hand away when it moved. I brushed my fingertips up and down the rough flesh of her tool. A small gasp escaped her lips every time her dick moved. I did this for what seemed like several minutes, watching and feeling it respond to me.She was biting her lower lip now, that needy look in her eyes again. “Is that so bad?” she asked quietly, running her fingers slowly up the side of my face.I just shook my head. It really hadn’t been so bad, and I was starting to wonder what I’d been so afraid of. “Hold it,” she whispered. Now both of her legs were up on the couch. The one was still resting over my shoulder. Her other leg was bent at the knee, her foot resting between my legs. She was rubbing her stiletto slowly up and down my hardening shaft. Taking a deep breath, I wrapped my hand around her dick. It felt firm, warm, and a little sweaty. It began to squirm. I let the confusion I was feeling slide away. It’s not like I was doing anything to her that I hadn’t done to myself a hundred times. She smiled. “That feels great,” she whispered. “I see why guys tend to think with their dicks.””It only gets better,” I said, before I’d thought about it. Though I hadn’t meant it the way she took it, her eyebrows lifted and I could see the arousal in her eyes.”Stroke it,” Natalie whispered. “Stroke my dick for me.”I’d already gone this far. Besides, this was a fantasy right? At worst I was just giving myself the mental equivalent of a hand job. Where was the harm?I started to jerk Natalie’s cock. She arched her back, and tilted her head back. “Yeah,” she said softly. “Mm, just like that.” I kept my pace, sliding my hand slowly all the way down to the base, and back up to the purple tip, tightening my grip every so often. Her penis felt as real in my hand as mine did when I masturbated. It was more than a little unnerving. “Play with my balls,” she moaned. Her sack hung down below, resting on the couch cushion. How far was I willing to go here, I wondered, staring down at the wrinkled scrotum. They weren’t huge, but they were certainly a good match for her dong. I touched them with my free hand. I squeezed one of her rocks softly, and elicited a moan. I was careful not to squeeze them too hard.It dawned on me that, for some strange reason, I was sitting on my couch giving Natalie Portman a hand job while I played with her balls. So many things in that sentence were completely fucked up that I didn’t even bother keeping count.I quickened my pace, and her breathing sped up to match. I stopped when I reached the peak, and pressed my thumb down against head while I jerked the top couple of inches. “That’s great,” she gasped. “Stroke that dick!”Surprisingly I was kind of getting into it. I felt a little thrill every time her dick shifted in my hand, or every time she bucked her hips to meet me. “You’re good,” she said between breath, tilting her head up so that she could look at me. I felt the warm dab of pre cum on my thumb, but I kept on going. I started jacking her faster and faster, and her breaths became more and more ragged, her body starting to shake. I wasn’t sure how I’d gone from unwilling and vehemently against this to actively enjoying it, but maybe there was something to what she had said. Maybe I was bisexual. It was certainly something to think about. My hand was moving up and down at a feverish pace now, but she didn’t seem ready to explode just yet. My other hand was cupping her testicles, massaging them.”You like that?” I asked her, grinning. “Mm hmm,” and a gentle nod of her head was the only response she could manage. I noticed I was completely hard now. I used the hand that had been groping her family jewels, and took hold of myself. I started masturbating furiously as I continued Natalie on her own journey toward orgasm.I didn’t know how far along she was, but I knew I wouldn’t be long.”Almost…” she took a deep breath, “Almost… there…” I started pumping her as quickly as I could. “Faster!” she commanded and I obeyed. I watched as her body began to convulse. Her hips were bucking furiously now matching my speed and motion. “Gonna… Gonna cum,” she whispered, but it was almost lost in the sound of her gasps and ragged breaths.When she finally erupted, it was like watching a fountain. A stream of warm sticky jizz shot into the air at least four or five inches and landed on my hand and wrist. For a moment she held her breath and cried out. I kept on stroking her dick until it stopped spurting. I don’t know if it was just timing or the way her seed felt on my hand, but I came almost immediately after. I felt a rush as I exploded. Both of my hands were covered in cum now.When I looked back up, she was sitting up a little and smiling seductively at me. “That was amazing,” she said. Natalie immediately shifted onto her knees and leaned in to kiss me feverishly on the lips. She took my hands in her own, rubbing her palms against the cream we’d produced. When Natalie’s lips left mine, she was grinning.”So,” she asked. “How does it feel to have just finished your first hand job?” she wiggled her eyebrows playfully and, before I could answer, she started cleaning my hands, taking each finger between those beautiful lips and licking them clean.”Honestly,” I said, coming down from the high, “I’m not sure.” I could feel waves of electricity as she gently sucked on each finger.A few moments later, she finished and there wasn’t a trace of cum left. She must have swallowed it all. She came up so we were face to face again. “That’s fair,” she said, gently brushing a strand of hair away from my eyes. “You did a damn good job,” she added, “for what it’s worth.”I leaned in and kissed her again, slowly and gently. When I pulled my lips back, I glanced down between her legs. The dick was still there, but it was soft and spent now. She pushed me down onto my back, and crept down between my body and the back of the couch. Natalie was on her side, her bare breasts pressed against my side, her fingers lazily tracing circles around my nipple. I could feel little Natalie rubbing against my thigh, but it didn’t bother me as much anymore.”Thank you,” I finally whispered. She smiled and nuzzled my cheek. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them she was gone. I was lying alone on my couch, hand resting on my exposed crotch and covered in my seed. Taking a deep breath, I reached over for some Kleenex to clean myself up. I wasn’t sure what had just happened, or the why or how of it, but part of me was glad it had.Of course, had I known what I know now; if I’d known what was still to come, I would have been scared shitless. Fortunately for me at the time, I didn’t, so I was able to simply enjoy the moment. I tried not to think too much about it as I showered and got ready for bed. It was almost noon and I’d have to be up by eight thirty tonight to get ready for work.”Thinking about me again already? Getting kind of clingy aren’t we?”I turned and my heart skipped a startled beat when I saw her sitting in the passenger seat of my old, rundown cougar. Her hair was longer now, tied back in a ponytail and her face wasn’t covered in makeup, but it was definitely Natalie Portman. There was a mischievous gleam in her dark eyes as she smiled at me. Looking nothing like the tranny whore I’d jerked off this morning, there was still a strong sense of sexuality about her. Her eyelashes were thicker than I remembered, and although she hadn’t caked on the face paint, there was the hint of it in the soft red above her eyes, and the much more subdued red of her lips. Her outfit was a little more casual then the hooker getup she’d been wearing the last time I’d seen her as well. A dark blue V neck T shirt clung to her upper body, and a tight pair of blue jeans covered her legs and hugged the subtle curve of her hips. Her window was half down and her fingers were holding the tip of her cigarette over the edge of the pane. “You might wanna watch the road,” she said in a matter of fact tone, ending the sentence with a subtle smile and gesturing toward the windshield.”Shit!” I shouted when I looked up and realized I was veering slowly toward the shoulder. I rolled my eyes. “What the fuck are you doing here?”Since waking up, I’d been doing my best not to think about what I’d done earlier before bed. What I’d imagined I’d done, my mind corrected itself quickly.”Don’t ask me,” she said, taking a long drag. I watched the cherry burn bright orange, my eyes slowly drifting down the cigarette and noticing the way her lips looked wrapped around the filter as she sucked on it. I felt a stirring in my own jeans that wasn’t entirely welcome right now. “You’re the one who was thinking about me. You think I don’t have better things to do?” There was an erotic quality to the way she would breathe out a thin cloud of smoke, but I tried not to dwell on it.I shook my head. “You’re not real!” How many times were we going to have this discussion? “You only exist because I don’t get laid enough.” Waking up I’d felt much better. I was certain that whatever had happened this morning had been related to several nights of restless sleep. Now I was starting to wonder again. “Now, just sit there and shut the fuck up!” I paused, my mind trying to form cohesive thoughts and failing miserably. “And for God’s sake put your seatbelt on!” I watched in smug satisfaction as the figment of my imagination put her delicate hands up in supplication, offered a look of mock apology, and pulled her seatbelt on. “Thank you,” I added lamely, returning my focus to the road and switching the headlights on. It was starting to get dark out.”Now’s not a good time,” I finally said, growing tired of the awkward silence growing between us. “I have to work.””Well, I’m sorry,” she offered, and I knew something else was coming. She was giving me an appraising look as she finished her cigarette and threw the butt out the window. “I’m sorry that you don’t seem to have any control over your own libido.”Once again I shook my head. That seemed to happen a lot when I imagined she was around. I shrugged. “I wasn’t even thinking about sex,” I told her as I rolled my window down and lit my own cigarette. The cool night breeze felt good against my cheeks. It had been hot as hell out lately and any small relief from that was nice. “I was just thinking about what happened this morning.”She cocked an eyebrow in that annoying way she had and the edge of her lip turned upward. “You mean when you choked my chicken for me? When you made my dick explode all over your hand? Is that what you were thinking about?” Natalie tilted her head quizzically. “Did I get it right?”I nodded.”Hate to break it to you, but that’s sex my friend.””Not like that,” I said quickly. “I mean I was trying to figure out why it happened, what was going on in my head at the time.” I shrugged and avoided looking at her, instead concentrating on my cancer stick. Normally smoking helped me relax a bit, but having her around seemed to make me immune.”You wanted cock,” she smirked. “You needed a nice hard dick in your hand,” she laughed a little vindictively, “That’s what was going through your mind.” She glanced down at my jeans and both of her eyebrows rose. “You want it again right now don’t you? Seriously,” she feigned surprise, “your appetite for dick is getting insatiable you little cock slut.” She laughed even harder.I couldn’t grace her with a look, even though it probably would have burned a hole right through her. I was furious and tried to concentrate even more on my driving. The sky was getting even darker now and it seemed like we were the only car on the road. Instead of acknowledging her comment, I took a long drag and opened the can of coke I’d grabbed before leaving home. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder, rubbing it gently.”Come on,” she said, “Lighten up. I’m just shitting with you.” Her hand drifted up my neck, fingertips sliding around my earlobe. “You get so damn uptight.” I flinched away, trying to reconcile my anger at her with my growing arousal. Acting hurt, and putting on a good show of it, she pulled her hand away. “Fine, have it your way. You can sulk like a little pussy all you want, but if you’re not interested, then why the fuck am I still here?”She had me there. “You know I’m right,” she added bitterly. “You’re right,” I relented as I shifted lanes to pass an old Mustang. I tossed my spent cigarette out the window and glanced at my fantasy lover. The actress was smiling now, and her hand found its way to my leg, slowly sliding up and down between my thigh and my knee. She removed her seatbelt and leaned in. Even as angry and frustrated as I was with her right now, there was an irresistible quality about the young actress. Even after all of this I still had to admit I wanted her, dick or no dick. I wondered what that said about me. “You’re just as horny as I am right now,” she whispered, and her warm breath in my ear made me gasp as it sent a chill down my spine. If I hadn’t been completely hard before, I sure as hell was now. Her hand was in my lap as she planted soft kisses on my neck. It was getting a little harder to pay attention to the road with Natalie’s hand grabbing my dick, but I did my best.”Probably more so,” I admitted in tones of defeat, performing a quick course correction lest we wind up in the ditch. Lest I wind up in the ditch, I reminded myself. It was getting harder and harder to believe that Natalie wasn’t really sitting beside me. She was on her knees on the passenger seat now, pulling the collar of my shirt aside with her free hand to caress my shoulder with her warm lips.”I have an idea,” she said with a devilish grin, “but I should probably drive.”I blinked and suddenly I was in the passenger seat with Natalie Portman behind the wheel. “Pull it out,” she said, her eyes trained on the road. Even in my fantasy, Natalie was ever the careful driver. I undid my jeans, reached beneath the band of my boxers and pulled my woody out. She laughed and I felt a little confused.”I meant mine,” she offered, an amused look on her face. “Take my cock out. I’d do it, but I should probably keep my hands on the wheel.”I couldn’t fault that logic, but I was still a little uneasy. “What did you have in mind?” I asked carefully, not taking my eyes off of her face. “Just take it out already,” she said abruptly. “I’m losing wood here.”A little curious, and a lot nervous, I decided to humor her. In the back of my mind I had a sneaking suspicion I knew where this was going, but I tried not to think too far ahead. I reached over and unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled the zipper down. A quick glance around told me that we were the only cars out on this stretch of highway, but I wondered how long that would hold true. She lifted her ass just enough to allow me to pull her jeans down below her waist. She was wearing a pair of lacy black underwear, and her member was straining against it. Pulling on the band, I slid the front down enough to allow her cock to burst free. It was just as big as it had been this morning, easily topping the eight inch barrier.Without being told, I took it in my hand and started working it. She smiled. “That’s nice.” I worked her flesh pole slowly, secretly delighting in the looks of subtle pleasure on Natalie’s face. Not that I’d ever let her know I enjoyed this on any level though. “That’s right,” she said, “Work it.”This went on for a few minutes, and I’d developed a pretty steady rhythm, matching it on my own dick. Her next words made me freeze in place.”Kiss it,” she said softly, clearly lost in the moment.”Um,” I offered up. Not one of my better retorts I’ll admit.”Come on,” she pleaded. “I promise you’ll like it.” She’d turned her attention on me just long enough to offer up her best attempt at puppy dog eyes. “Please…”They toppled my defenses.I was already holding it. Besides, as I’d reminded myself so many times this morning, this was all in my head anyway, right? I was really behind the wheel, driving to work, paying just enough attention to the road to avoid wrecking. That was when I was reminded of the uncanny realness of these fantasies with her. I was feeling everything. Her dick had weight and heat in my hand, and I could feel the wind over the right side of my face from the passenger window.”Okay,” I finally relented.”Yay!” she shouted gleefully. Taking a deep breath, I shifted my weight so I could lean over the center console and get into a better position. It took a moment, but finally I was on my knees on the seat, ass up, leaning in toward her. I’d definitely fantasized about this before, but I’d always been on the receiving end. My descent seemed to take an eternity, the growth between her legs seeming bigger and bigger the closer I got. Speaking toward the reality of the experience, I could smell the sweat and sex coming from between her legs.About an inch or so away from kissing it, I stopped to really look at it. Not that I could really see much in the dark, but there was enough of a visual to get my heart racing. My imaginary lover had only asked me to kiss it, but I could see where this was going, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. It was long, and a little thinner than it had looked from afar. Probably her petite body had made it look wider than it was. In the dark I could see how dark the curly hair surrounding the base of her shaft was. My little Natalie was definitely a natural brunette. At least in this messed up fantasy of mine she was.Finally, I gently pressed my lips against the sensitive head. Her body shook lightly beneath the soft touch, and I could feel the vehicle speeding up. When I turned to look, all I could see was steering wheel. I’d momentarily tuzla escort bayan forgotten my position. It moved slightly beneath the touch of my lips as I kissed it again, this time with a little more pressure. Turning my gaze up at her, I wondered how far she was going to make me go. There was a pleased smile on her lips.”You’re a good kisser,” she smirked, turning her eyes down toward me, no doubt admiring how much she liked the sight of me with my head between her legs. I took hold of it and started pumping the muscle slowly again. “Kiss your way down my dick,” she directed, “slowly.”Lost in the moment, and not really sure how I felt about anything anymore, I complied. I held Natalie’s stiffy up with my hand and slowly started kissing my way down the shaft, the odor growing fiercer in my nostrils. I worked my way slowly toward her balls, and stopped where they met her penis. She was breathing slowly and deeply now.”Lick your way back up,” she whispered.Sticking my tongue out, I trailed my way up, leaving a thin trail of saliva in my wake. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to taste. Actually given that this was only happening in my obviously messed up head, I wasn’t expecting to taste anything. I did though. It was a mixture of flesh, salt, and sweat. My tongue felt every vein, every contour and imperfection in the flesh, and when it jerked back toward her stomach unexpectedly, I leaned in to meet it. “Mm,” she moaned softly. “That’s wonderful. God this is amazing.” Obviously Natalie was enjoying this. Finally I reached the peak. “Circle the tip with your tongue,” she said slowly, colleting her words between stray breaths. I gently circled the dark and extremely sensitive head of her penis a few times and was rewarded with a salty wetness on my tongue. It had to be Natalie’s pre cum. “Do it again,” she breathed.I repeated the entire maneuver a few times, from bottom to top, becoming more and more comfortable with both the process and the taste. By the time I finished, the front of her hard-on was covered in a thin sheen of saliva.”Suck me,” she finally whispered. “Put me in your mouth.” She looked down at me and there was a primal need in the young woman’s eyes. “Please,” she added.I didn’t stop to think about it. I wrapped my lips around the top of her and began to gently suck on it, sliding my tongue across her sensitive head. I felt her body jump, and again felt a sudden change in the speed of the vehicle. “God,” she followed it with a slow breath. “Fuck yeah.” She settled back, and leaned further into the seat. Experimentally, I slid a little more in, probably about an inch and a half so far. I started to ride my lips up and down, keeping them tightly wrapped around her burning manhood.”Uh huh,” she quivered. “More…”I slid another inch or so in, and felt it pressing against the back of my throat. I resumed the rhythm of the blowjob, breathing through my nose and inhaling her powerful scents as my head moved up and down in her lap.”That’s good,” she purred. “So good.” I felt a hand settle on the back of my hand, the fingers playing with my short hair as she began to guide my motions. “More,” she whispered again, gently pressing my head down. As it slid into my throat, I began to feel like I was going to choke. I tried my best not to gag, but it wasn’t working.”Relax,” she said, rubbing my head soothingly as she continued to impale my lips. I’d taken almost five inches now and I was starting to feel like I was going to throw up. Finally, pulling on my hair, she lifted my face completely off of her and slid free. She was smiling down at me. “Breathe for a minute,” she advised, and just let it slide down. Don’t fight it.” Before I had a chance to respond, she’d pushed me down again, slipping her member about halfway down my throat in one swift motion.”Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whispered. “If she could feel this, I’ll bet the real Natalie would kill to have a dick.” It was getting a little easier for me now and from about the halfway point, I was rocking up and down, having my face fucked hardcore. “Watch the teeth,” she winced, and I did my best “All the way now.” From my position I didn’t have the strength to stop it when she forced me all the way down. I practically fell over into her lap. I couldn’t breathe at all, and my eyes went wide. I could feel her pubes tickling my nose, and it felt like forever before she let go.”Your throat is so fucking tight,” she grinned down at me as I came up gasping for air. Somehow I managed a smile back and went back to work. I’d never sucked dick before, never really given it much thought at all, but now all I wanted was Natalie’s cock in my mouth. I’d been working her slowly for several minutes when I felt the car come to a stop. I came up and looked around. We were at a stoplight and, to my horror, there was a car parked next to us. The teens in that car looked surprised when they saw my head come up, and I knew I was blushing. I glanced over at Natalie, but she was being no help.She had a hand wrapped around an imaginary dick and was pretending to slide it in and out of her mouth while she looked at them. The she pointed down at me. I couldn’t believe how embarrassed I was. I’d completely forgotten the fantasy, and this was all feeling just a little too real. The way they smiled at me and chuckled made me want to hide away and just die.Natalie must have sensed it, because she reached over and turned my eyes back on her.”Fantasy, remember?” I shrugged, my eyes drifting back toward her third leg. “Now, why don’t you get your talented little mouth back around my dick so I can get my rocks off?””You’re really good at this you know,” she said as I went back to what I’d been doing. “Yeah,” she added. I felt the car start to move again and I started to feel a little more comfortable. A short minute or two later and the incident had been forgotten and all that mattered to me was making Natalie cum.Once again I was sucking her off like my life depended on it. My tongue was all over the place, while my teeth were kept out of the way. I managed to deep throat her a couple more times, and it was a little easier on each occasion. I still felt like I was going to gag, but the reflex was slowly going away. I’m not sure how long I was down there, but my jaw was starting to get a little sore when I finally felt her start to really move.”Think… I’m… gonna…” I took that as a warning and quickly took her out of my mouth. Just in time too. As I was pulling away, Natalie went off like a geyser. I felt some of her hot cum splash against my cheek, but most of it came down on my hand and her panties. We were silent for a moment, before she seemed sated and started to calm. She was smiling, almost lovingly down at me, a hand reaching down to wipe her seed away from my cheek.She held her finger out. “Taste it,” she whispered. “Taste what you made me do.”That was a little more than I was willing to do, but when I tried to turn away, she grabbed me forcefully, taking her other hand off of the wheel. She held my face in place and forced her finger into my mouth, rubbing it against my tongue. “Fucking taste it,” she commanded. There was an air of control and dominance that hadn’t been in her voice before. And I did, not because I wanted to, but because I had no choice. It was salty and thick, and nothing like I’d expected. There wasn’t an overwhelming taste to it at all. Looking up, I could see the harshness had faded from her almond colored eyes as she pulled her finger away. “How did you like your first taste of cum?” she asked sweetly.I remained silent.She smiled even more. “Well, you earned it. That was amazing.” Natalie leaned down and kissed me on the lips, apparently having lost all interest in the road. I pressed in to her lips and closed my eyes. When the sensation faded, I opened them again to find myself behind the wheel, nearing the store I worked in. Looking down I saw that my pants had been undone. My dick was hanging out and I’d creamed myself.”Just great,” I thought out loud. This was going to be one hell of a night. Glancing back down, as I turned the corner, I couldn’t resist. I wouldn’t say Natalie’s cum was delicious, but it wasn’t bad either. I found myself wondering what it really tasted like. I rubbed my finger over a splotch on the tip of my satisfied organ and got a good dollop of semen.Bringing it to my mouth, I found that it tasted exactly the same. How could a fantasy be that real, and why could I still feel it in my jaw? Probably I’d tasted my own cum when I’d thought I was tasting hers. That made sense. Maybe I’d been yelling or calling out while I masturbated. That could potentially explain the jaw, but I knew I was stretching for answers.Still, what other explanation was there?As soon as I stepped inside the store, ignoring the customers I might have accidently shoved aside, I made a bee line for the nearest bathroom. Thankfully, there was nobody inside so I had a moment to collect myself and try to arrange my s**ttered thoughts. Whatever was happening in the deepest recesses of my mind, I needed it to stop. Never mind that they’d been the most intense, most pleasurable fantasy experiences I’d ever had; they were starting to scare me. Aside from being fundamentally different from any fantasy I’d ever had, there was something almost sinister about the version of Natalie Portman that I’d apparently conjured up. It was the glint in her almost supernaturally dark eyes when she’d ordered me to taste her cum. There was something there, beyond any masochistic sexual scenario I might have ever imagined. It was almost as though she had a mind of her own, a separate presence. I knew it was crazy, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I might not be alone in my own mind. It was almost more terrifying to think that I might be alone, that maybe my mind had fractured. I’d been severely depressed throughout most of my teen years and early twenties, and I still had minor relapses every once in a while. What if this was all the result of some deep seeded psychological damage?Taking a deep breath, I looked up at myself in the mirror. I was both relieved and surprised to see that I looked relatively normal. Physically, there didn’t seem to be anything different, but I found that I couldn’t look too deeply into my own hazel eyes without turning away. I wasn’t sure why, but I was afraid to see into myself. Shaking my head, I pulled a strip of paper towels from the dispenser and wetted them down. Squirting some soap on it, I retreated to the privacy of the handicap stall. Once the door was securely shut, I pulled my pants down and started wiping the cum from my dick and the pubic hair. I did the best I could to get it out of my pants and my boxers, but I think I ended up just rubbing it in.”Out of sight out of mind,” I told myself as I finished up. I tore the paper towel up a couple times and dropped it into the toilet bowl. Stepping back it flushed automatically, taking the soiled paper towel with it. Feeling a little better, knowing that I’d be running a few minutes late now, I finished up and headed toward the backroom.”This is gonna be a long night,” I told myself.*** A few hours later, I was about two thirds of the way through with stocking the pet department. Aisle after aisle of dog food, cat food, cat litter, and just about anything else you might need to help make sure those cute little almost-members of the family were well cared for. I’d never been really big on them myself, pets I mean. We had a dog at home, and a couple of other little assorted critters, but none of them were mine per se. They had their benefits, or so pet owners said, but to me they simply amounted to extra work and responsibility. My apathy toward little furry friends aside, I actually kind of enjoyed working the department.The product was easy to stock, and I knew every aisle by heart. Quite the exciting life I was living, I know. If nothing else, the work was pretty mundane, which allowed my mind to wander where it might, and I loved working overnights. I’d always been a night owl. I’d tried the other shifts and given them a chance, but I always came back to the nights. The night was my time. As I was setting some Friskies canned food on the shelf, doing my best not to think about Natalie, I was startled by footsteps behind me.”Everything going all right over here?” I turned to see our overnight manager, Haley Smith standing behind me. She was a cutie. A few years younger than my thirty, and several inches shorter than my six feet, I’d fantasized a lot about her in the year or so that she’d been running our shift. Her well-proportioned body had a healthy weight to it as well. Haley certainly wasn’t fat, but she hadn’t fallen in for the anorexic model look either, something that turned me on toward her a little more. A lot of people were into women who looked like Kate Moss or Lindsay Lohan at her worst, but to me women like that just looked a little ill. I wasn’t a chubby chaser, but I liked a girl who had a little meat on her bones.When she smiled, like she was doing now, her face had a mousy look about it that I thought was really cute. I glanced over the shiny dark auburn hair that stopped just past her shoulders and appreciated the dark red highlights. They were new and they looked great. Tonight she was wearing a royal blue blouse, buttoned all the way up, that subtly clung to her upper body without obviously showing off her chest. Her black slacks did the same, showing her curves without riding them too close. It made her look attractive and desirable without looking like a slut. Haley had an excellent sense of humor, probably one of the reasons she and I got along so well, and there was always a glimmer of that in her cobalt eyes.”I’m doing alright,” told her, wiping the sweat from my forehead. I hated the summer months here the most. The store closed for the night, so the powers that be had long ago decided that mere employees weren’t important enough to run the air conditioning all night for. “Should be done with Pets by lunch, give or take.”She nodded. “Hopefully take,” she said. “If you finish up over here, I’m gonna have you move over to household chemicals and help Mark finish up.”I nodded. “Shouldn’t be a problem.” I hoped she couldn’t tell I was cautiously checking her out. If she noticed, she didn’t say anything.”Good. Let me know when you’re done then.”I nodded. As she turned to walk away, I couldn’t help but watch. Her full, round ass looked really good in those pants, and her hips had a very gentle natural sway to them as she walked. I could’ve watched her walk for hours on end.”Nice.” I rolled my eyes, recognizing that voice immediately.I slowly turned around, feeling a sense of defeat. I wasn’t surprised to see Natalie standing there, leaning against the opposite side of the aisle.”She’s a hottie,” the actress opined. “Nice little ass on her too.” She tilted her head and a devilish glint crept into her dark eyes. Cocking an eyebrow and smiling seductively, she asked, “So, you hitting that?””Go away,” I said as impolitely as I could manage.It seemed like Natalie looked different every time I saw her, almost like she was trying on different styles to see what suited her. This time her dark hair was short again, but she was sporting the same red highlights Haley had just added. Attempting to match the dress code to the best of her ability, Natalie had settled on a low-cut V-neck blouse, in the same royal blue as Haley’s. Natalie’s was sheer though, and made the black lacy bra she wore underneath nearly visible. There was also the fact that, despite the lesser stature of her chest, Natalie was managing to show off a nice amount of cleavage. Where my manager was wearing black slacks that were very professional, Natalie’s low cut pants were tight black leather that clung to every inch of her lower body, ending in a pair of black heels. The gold-chain belt around her waist was a nice touch too. I didn’t see any signs of a bulge in that tight leather jungle, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t there somewhere just waiting to pounce.As she started walking toward me, swinging her hips enticingly, I could almost hear her pants chaffing. The only thing off setting it was the click clack of her heels against the white tile floors. Beneath her left arm, she was carrying a notebook.”Why the hell are you here?” I asked, keeping my voice down.She snickered, “Aside from the intense satisfaction I get from watching you squirm?”I nodded. “Yeah, aside from that.””Just checking in,” she said, glancing around the aisle. She picked up a can of cat food and held it in her hand, making the dark red nail polish she was wearing visible. “So, this is what you do for a living huh?” As usual, Natalie didn’t wait for me to answer. “No wonder you don’t get laid. Yuck.””It pays the bills,” I told her as I attempted to go back to work. “Yeah, but is it worth it?” she asked, clearly mocking me. “No matter,” she said, shaking her head as though she were trying to clear an unpleasant thought. “You need to go,” I told her. “I really don’t have time for this.””Time for what?” she asked demurely, stepping right up to me. Her hand caressed my cheek. “You mean the routine where I show up looking sexy as all hell; you get mad, stomp your feet and throw a tantrum like a whiny little five year old, and then,” she leaned in closely, whispering in my ear, “we fuck each other’s brains out.” She stepped back, “is that what you don’t have time for?”I could feel the hairs rising on the back of my neck and, despite myself, I knew I still wanted her. I knew she was ruining me, and I probably wasn’t going to do a damn thing about it. It was just a fantasy anyway, right?”Oh yeah,” she said sarcastically, “You really want me to leave.” She tilted her head downward, no doubt alluding to the growing bulge in my jeans.Apparently there was a part of me still willing to fight off her advances, because it rallied my defenses. “Look,” I told her, “I don’t know why you’re here, or what’s in that fucked up mind of mine that might have led to you, but you need to go.”Natalie took out the notebook and produced a pen. She opened it to the first sheet and started writing, “Doesn’t pay attention,” she wrote. She looked up at me, her face the image of professionalism now. “That’s gonna come back and bit you in the ass on your review.” The actress shook her head as she chided me.”What the hell are you talking about?””Bad attitude too,” she said, making more notes. “That’s a really nice,” she glanced down at my crotch and cocked an eyebrow, “Package,” she said provocatively, “you’ve got going there.” A thin smile crept up as she said it. “Look, like it or not, I’m here to stay. I’m not going anywhere any time soon.” She closed the notebook up and placed it under her arm again. She slid her hand down and started rubbing my dick. “Now, you can cooperate with me, and I can make things oh so nice for you or,” Before I could do anything, she grabbed me and held my balls like a vice grip. I grimaced and did what I could to keep from crying out. I could feel a tear running down my cheek. “I can make your fucking life a living hell.” She released her death grip on my equipment and it was all I could do to stay standing up.Once again, she was cheery, happy-go-lucky Natalie. “It’s your choice.” She turned and started walking away, and despite everything that had just happened, and despite my deep set worries, I couldn’t help but watch the show her ass was putting on.”If I were you though,” she added as she turned the corner, “I’d cooperate!” With that, she was gone. All I had to remember her by were my hurt pride and my aching nuts.*** Lunch was over and it was time to go back in. This was always my least favorite part of the night; 3:00 AM. Over the years, I’d developed a routine for my lunch breaks. I’d clock out, stop at the register and by something to drink, and sometimes something to snack on if I was hungry. Then I’d go out to my car, watch TV on my phone via Netflix, and smoke. It was a routine that I had come to enjoy and cherish. Currently I was watching Weeds and although I had never really been into the whole d**g culture, never having partaken myself, I still thought it was a witty and well written show. When the episode was over, I would dink around on the internet escort tuzla for the remainder of my break.Yawning and stretching, I climbed out of my car and into the sweltering night air. Finishing my cigarette on the way back to the building, I dropped it in the parking lot and headed in. To my surprise, Haley was waiting for me when I stepped inside.”Hey,” I said. She had an emotionless expression on her face that was difficult to read.She made an awkward steeple with her fingertips, “When you clock in, can you come see me in the office please.” It wasn’t a question, and she didn’t seem overly thrilled either. I don’t mind saying I was a little worried.”Sure,” I said, “Something wrong?””We’ll talk about it when you clock in,” she said, turning to walk toward the office.”That was eerie,” I whispered to myself. After clocking in, I headed back up toward the front of the store. Peering in the window on the office door, I could see her. Haley’s back was turned to me. She was sitting in an office chair doing something on the computer. Steeling my confidence, I rapped lightly on the door.After a second, she turned and gestured for me to come inside. I did so. “Close the door behind you,” she said, facing her computer again. I complied and sat my ass down on the counter that ran along the right hand side of the office, my eyes drawn toward the tinted window that would allow management to watch what was going on, but make it extremely difficult for anybody to peer inside.”So, what can I do for you?” I asked.”Just a second,” she said, holding a hand up, “Just have to finish up schedules.””Okay.” I waited in awkward silence, the only sound the clicking of the keyboard as she typed. For some reason it was the most nerve racking sound I’d ever heard.”Done,” she said finally, turning around to face me. “Have a seat,” she said, gesturing toward the chair. I was the type of person who never sat in a chair normally. Sometimes I’d turn it around, or others I’d sit down on the top of the backrest placing my feet on the seat. This time I decided to play it conservatively and sat down properly in the black, leather office chair.”So, as I’m sure you’re aware, we take allegations of sexual harassment very seriously here,” she opened. Her face was a veil of calm. Normally I could read Haley like a book. Personality wise, we tended to have a lot in common which went a long way toward explaining why we got along so well. Right now I couldn’t read her at all, and it was freaking me out. Suddenly the long, narrow office seemed extremely claustrophobic.”I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” I said honestly. I really didn’t have the slightest idea.”You know we have a management trainee in our store right now trying to learn the ropes?”I nodded. I wasn’t aware of it but that didn’t make it untrue, and right now didn’t seem the time to admit ignorance. Come to think of it I’d seen a redhead, probably about my age, walking around at night. That might have been her.”Well, she came to me the other day and said,” Haley turned toward a pile of paperwork on the counter and started shuffling through the sheets until she found what she was looking for. “Here it is. She says that on Tuesday night, when you passed her in the hallway, you grabbed her ass.” Haley put the paper down and looked up at me. “We’ve already talked to several witnesses, who say they saw it happen, and now were talking to you.””That’s ridiculous!” I shouted, standing up in one swift motion. “I did no such thing.” I was angry, frustrated, and scared at the same time and, let me tell you, it did not feel good. I could feel goose bumps forming on the bare skin of my arms. Something was going on here. “She’s lying!” I threw my arm up. “You know me Hale.” I couldn’t help but wonder who these witnesses were.”Be that as it may, I can’t simply ignore this.” She stood up. “It didn’t happen!” I plopped back into the chair. “There has to be something I can do.” I dropped my face into my hands. I wasn’t crying, but I certainly didn’t need anybody looking at my face right now. “Please, anything,” I added.”There might be something,” my supervisor said. I looked up to see her leaning on the corner of the counter, where it wrapped around from the right hand wall to the back wall. “I mean you’ve been here for almost ten years, and this is extremely out of character for you. Maybe I can talk to her and get her to drop it.” She paused. “You’d do that?” I asked, perking up a little.”I might,” she said softly, “but I’d be putting my own career at risk. These claims are serious, and every one of them has to be followed up on and recorded. If it came out that I’d buried one…” her voice trailed off.”Please,” I begged. I didn’t know what was going on, or where this ludicrous claim had come from, but at least I was starting to see a light at the end of an extremely dark tunnel. “Please, you have to help me.””And what would I get out of it?” she asked, standing upright.”I’m sorry?””I mean, I’d be taking a giant risk for you. What would I get in return?” She crossed her arms over her chest.”Well,” I said. “I guess… I don’t know. What did you have in mind? Money?” I was grasping now. I’d never thought of Haley as the type of person who’d try and take a bribe, but right now her lack of morals didn’t matter much I supposed. If she was willing to help, what choice did I really have.She smiled slightly and walked right up to me. Leaning over, her hands resting on the arm rests of my chair, Haley said, “I was thinking something a little more,” she paused long enough to lean in and kiss me sensually on the lips. When she pulled away she was smiling and I was trying to catch my breath, “Personal.””You’re married,” I whispered, “and you’re my supervisor.”She almost laughed. “I’m offering to cover something up that could get you fired, and you’re just now questioning my integrity? Maybe you should take a look in the mirror. “Besides, my husband’s a selfish prick.” She leaned back in, her fingers playing through my short hair, “On the rare occasion he does decide to take me for a ride, he never stays on the saddle long enough to finish it.” She smirked. Her voice became a whisper, “I’ve seen you looking at me you know.”I was horrified and turned on. I’d never heard Haley talk like this before. “So, I’ll make it simple,” she finally said. “I’ll make these sexual harassment allegations disappear if you fuck me.” She paused and appeared to be thinking about something for a moment before she chuckled, “Now there’s irony for you. So, you in?”I didn’t have a choice. With today’s job market I didn’t want to end up out of work. We already had one out of work family member in our house and didn’t need a second. “Fine,” I told her, “I’m in.” Besides, it wasn’t like I didn’t want to fuck her.”I thought you’d see it my way,” she said, helping me to my feet. She turned me so my back was facing the right side of the long room and leaned in for another kiss. “It’s what you want, right?”I turned my head away from the kiss and Haley’s lips immediately found my neck, her hands traveling up and down my body with reckless abandon. Natalie was standing by the door watching, a sick smile on her face. “I know you’ve wanted to fuck her for a long time.”Everything made sense now. This was another fantasy. “Damn it Natalie!” I shouted. Haley pulled back and looked around, her eyes finally locking on the petite actress dressed in tramped up parody of her own attire. “You’ve gotta stop doing this!”Haley took my chin in her hand and pulled my eyes back to her. “This was part of the deal. Surprise,” she added breathily, “Natalie agreed to drop the claim if she could join us.”I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering exactly when I’d slipped into the fantasy world again. Was I still on lunch? Then again, did it really matter? I made a half-hearted attempt to end the fantasy and return to reality, but it failed. At least I knew I wasn’t at risk for losing my job. Obviously Natalie had concocted this experience, and she was of course playing the part of the harassed. Why would she do that? It was simple, the person leveraging the charges had the power, and she seemed to crave power. The older brunette slowly walked toward us. “You can’t fight me,” she whispered, coming up behind Haley. She gently nibbled on the back of my supervisor’s neck for a moment, causing her to moan a little. “Just go with it.” I wanted to fight her, I really did. I couldn’t help but feel that she was orchestrating something altogether terrible, but I couldn’t help myself. I’d fantasized about Haley before, but it had never been like this. None of my prior fantasies came close to matching the realism and the feelings of the ones I’d been having since Natalie had come around. The chance to experience that level of realism with my previously unavailable supervisor was too much to pass up.Portman gently pushed down on Haley’s shoulders and she sank to her knees between us.”Mm,” Natalie breathed, her warm hand sliding slowly and provocatively down the side of my stomach, resting on my waist. I felt a sudden surge of warm air along my earlobe and it made me shudder. Meanwhile her other hand was keeping itself busy by tightly gripping my left ass cheek. “You know what you want right? What you need?” the starlet asked softly, her voice a seductive whisper on the breeze. “Tell me what you need.” I felt her fingertips massaging my ass, and I started to strain against my blue jeans. As much as I hated myself for it, I wanted her. No, I needed her; needed to feel her warm naked flesh pressed against my own, our bodies grinding together as we tangoed toward ecstasy. Much as I wanted to, I couldn’t bring myself to say it. Whenever I tried, the words stopped on my lips.Another set of hands, another set of feelings. While Natalie stood in front of me, doing her best to tease me into submission, Haley was on her knees between us. Facing me, the back of her head resting snuggly against Natalie’s trim stomach. My manager’s hands had worked their way up, beneath my shirt. One was running over my stomach, gently circling it while the other was reaching up, plying itself against my chest. I’d never felt more than one lover’s hands on me at a time, and this was amazing. As I felt Natalie’s lower hand slide up and slip beneath the rim of my jeans, I glanced down, admiring the way Haley’s head of dark hair looked as a resting place for Natalie’s small breasts. The starlet’s hand found its way beneath my boxers and was holding my bare ass now. I sighed.I wasn’t sure how this could get any better. “Say it,” Natalie whispered again, sliding her other hand back up my abdomen, and pulling my dark blue shirt up with it, exposing Haley’s lower hand. The younger woman leaned in and started littering my trim stomach with quick, saliva-laden kisses. I closed my eyes. I still couldn’t say it. “Just tell me what you want,” Portman whispered.”I,” I began, and then I hesitated, as I felt Haley’s right hand start to play with the band of my jeans. Before long her other hand arrived to join in on the fun, and she was pressing her face against the crotch of my jeans, rubbing her cheek roughly against the hardness forming there. I gasped as my member twitched against the onslaught. My jeans suddenly felt so confining. “I…” No, I couldn’t say it. As good as this felt, I had to stop it. I really didn’t know what Natalie’s story was, or how she’d come be a part of my torn psyche, but it had to end. Whether she was just a buried layer of mental instability cradled within my own mind, or something else entirely, she was gaining entirely too much power over me. What had begun this morning as an interesting and new experience was quickly turning into something far more sinister.I shook my head.”That’s so cute,” Portman whispered, angling her head to nuzzle my neck and leave a glistening trail down to my shoulder, as she stretched my collar out. Her other hand was squeezing tighter now, becoming rougher in its ministrations. “He still thinks he has a choice,” she said, coming up for air, and looking me in the eye. There was something there in her almond eyes, something I’d seen the glimmer of earlier; something that had finally arrived in full force. “So cute,” Haley parroted in her sexiest voice. It was clear that, beyond what her eyes could see, and her hands could feel, she had only the most tenuous grip on reality. Even her voice had that dreamy faraway quality to it. I skipped a breath or two when it became clear that her grip on something else was on much firmer ground. Her lips were low on my stomach now, one hand pulling my waistband down just enough to expose the top of my trimmed pubic region, while her other hand was gripping my manhood through the jeans. It was clear she wasn’t going to help.”This needs –” my body shuddered as Haley’s fingers found their way into my jeans and started caressing my organ. “To stop,” I finally managed breathily. “Let me go back.” Even I could tell that my words lacked any kind of fight or power. The thin scent of jasmine coming from the imagined starlet in front of me was almost as intoxicating as the things these two were making me feel.Natalie smiled, but there was something sinister and controlling about it. Her right hand held onto the back of my neck, while her other one slipped down to join Haley’s on my dick. “I gave you a choice earlier,” she whispered, her eyes boring into mine. “I said you could fight this,” I closed my eyes and held my breath as I felt a fist wrap itself firmly around me. Even without looking down, I had no doubt as to the owner, “Or, and this is my favorite, you can just cooperate, because sweetie, I’m not going anywhere.” With that, she leaned in and our lips met. The kiss was hot and a****listic, and I didn’t fight it as I felt her tongue slip into my mouth, massaging my own.Below, Haley had decided to take things to the next level. Without disturbing Natalie’s grip, she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. Slipping her fingers beneath the band of my boxers, my supervisor pulled both my jeans and underwear down to my knees. As Natalie slowly jerked me and intensified our passionate lip lock, the shorter brunette started kissing her way up my left inner thigh, darting her tongue out against the intensely sensitive skin. I felt a chill run up my spine and I leaned in harder to the kiss, forcing both of our tongues back into Natalie’s mouth. As much as I’d tried to fight it, I was completely lost.As Haley’s lips came closer to my package, she reached around with both hands, each one gripping my ass firmly and massaging the cheeks. All of the stimulation was almost more than I could handle. Without bothering a glance, and risking the end of our incredible embrace, I knew that I was completely hard in Natalie’s hand. Falling deeper and deeper into the lust of the moment, my own hands began to reach out. One found its way to Haley’s head, my fingers combing their way through her thick dark hair, and gently pressing her against my thigh. The other started wandering up and down Natalie’s trim body, finally resting on her left breast, squeezing and massaging it over the thin, nearly sheer fabric of her royal blue blouse. Pressing in, I could almost feel her nipple firming, pressing outward against my palm.She broke the kiss long enough to shudder and then dove back in with a renewed vigor. Tired of beating around the bush, so to speak, I felt a warm moist tongue flicking across my sack. Haley was talented, I’d give her that. She did this for several seconds, tracing her way up and down the wrinkled flesh before I felt one of my balls slip softly between her lips. This time I broke the kiss. Between Natalie’s gentle stroking of my dick, and Haley hungrily suckling on my family jewels, I needed to breath. If things didn’t slow down, it wasn’t going to be long before I came.Instead of returning to the kiss, I shifted to her cheek, slowly sliding my lips across to her neck. “Mm,” she moaned softly, as I began to nibble on her neck. Haley didn’t appear to need my guidance as my other rock slid into her mouth, so I decided that both of my hands could be put to better use elsewhere. Rimming Natalie’s earlobe with my tongue, my hands set to work, slowly unbuttoning that blouse. “I see you’ve decided to cooperate,” she whispered sweetly.Haley was moving on now. Her amazing tongue slid between my balls, pressing down on the flesh between them until it was slowly sliding up the base of my shaft. I shifted unintentionally, trying to keep my balance.My lips were on Portman’s collarbone now. Blouse undone, my hands slowly slid it apart. She helped by holding her arms back so I could slip it down and off. It slipped onto the floor in a crumpled heap. I slid the strap of her lacy black bra aside and kissed the tender flesh beneath. My other hand was on her waist now, rubbing her softly over her tight, black leather pants. Haley’s tongue was on its way back down my shaft now and I could feel it pressing against every vein, sending a little jolt of electricity through me every time. I let the strap fall down over Natalie’s shoulder and moved on to the other side. Both straps pulled down, I started kissing my way down the glistening mound of her left breast. It was warm and moist beneath the soft touch of my lips and tongue. I pulled back briefly and tilted my head back, gasping when I felt a practiced tongue tracing circles over the head of my penis. Adjusting to the wave after wave of pleasure I was feeling thanks to Haley, I reached around and quickly unfastened Natalie’s bra, allowing it to join her shirt on the floor. Her breasts were fully exposed now, straining out from her petite frame. The bright pink nubs of her nipples were standing at attention, and I honored them by taking each one into my mouth in turn.Biting down softly on one and flicking the tip with my tongue while my teeth gently held it in place, I glanced down to see that Natalie was grinding her pelvis slowly and rhythmically against the back of Haley’s head. My boss, who had about two inches of me between her lips now, didn’t seem to mind much. “Yeah,” Natalie whispered. “Bite my nipple.” The actress gasped as I bit down harder, treading it a little between my teeth. “Oh!” she cried out, her face a grimace that seemed to mix equal parts pain and pleasure. Releasing her from my grasp, I switched to the other one, doing the same thing. Meanwhile I felt about half of my dick slide slowly past Haley’s eager lips. She certainly knew how to take her time.”Suck it Hale,” I whispered shortening her name like I often did. One hand dropped back down to the top of her head, once again gently guiding her down my shaft. The damp warmth of her mouth, along with the soothing motions of her tongue was driving me crazy. “Suck that dick,” I whispered, pulling away from Natalie’s small breast.This seemed to inspire her. In one quick push, she managed to envelope the rest of my pole, all the way down to the base. I gasped and my body shook as I felt her throat pressing tightly around me. It was amazing. “That’s right,” I added, gently patting her on the head for a job well down. I was amazed at how long she stayed down there, her chin gently tapping my balls as her face bobbed ever so slightly. Glancing down, I could see her eyes, wide as I’d ever seen them, staring up at me.Finally, needing to breath and clear her throat, she slowly slid back up, sucking as hard as she could and stroking my flesh stick with her tongue all the way up. When she came up all the way, allowing me to slip out from between her lips and hang there covered in a thick layer of her spit, there was a loud gasp. She didn’t miss a beat though. As soon as her lips were gone, her hand was there, gently stroking me while the other one played with my balls. It only took a few seconds of respite before she parted her lips and allowed me to enter again. This time she took it slow for a while, sliding about half way down and coming back up. She found a rhythm she seemed to like and kept a steady pace with her lips while her fist stroked the lower half.Now it was Natalie’s turn to remove something of mine. She reached down and lifted the bottom of my shirt. I raised both arms, and before long my shirt joined hers in the crumpled pile on the floor.”Are we having fun yet?” Natalie asked seductively, running a few fingers through my short brown hair, her other hand busy playing with my thin layer of chest hair.I could only nod.”Good,” she whispered. “Because now it’s our turn.”

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