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My Philippines Adventure Chapter 9It was another bright and sunny day when we woke from our much needed rest. The room still smelled of sex and that was fine by me. Housekeeping would take that away anyway. We got dressed and went down for breakfast as usual. We were seated again with the hot little waitress and she smiled when she saw us come in. She greeted us and brought me some coffee and my lady friend a glass if ice water. I thanked her and then she said that she missed us last night. I was confused when I heard this since we never eat at the restaurant for diner there. Then she stopped and explained that it was her night to work the Room Service for extra money and she was bringing our food up when she was intercepted by the Fiance. I said I wished we had known that but our friend was just being polite. She agreed and hurried off into the kitchen. “You want to fuck her don’t you baby?”. my lady friend asked. I replied that I did and I wanted to tie her up in a chair with a vibrator in her ass and pussy so she could watch me fuck that tight girl. I reached under the table and carefully slide my hand down her shorts to see if that made her wet and of course it did. As we ate and chatted she later admitted that she wanted to invite both of her daughters and her grandson to use the pool and have lunch. I said that was fine with me and I looked forward with spending some non naked time with her family. She got a big smile and text them our invitation. Our little waitress came by checking on us and asked if we were going to the pool today. My lady friend answered yes and that her family was coming for the day. The waitress said that was a great idea and wished us a happy day. I wished her a happy day as well and slipped her a large tip. On our way to our room we met up with the Aussie and his Fiance all cuddled up and kissing. I joked to them to get a room and they laughed saying that they would use ours but they where starving. Then the Fiance turned and asked if our meal was cold and that the Room Service girl had stopped them on their way to the room to ask. I said it was fine and thanked her again for bringing it to us. She smiled coyly and reminded me that I more than returned the favor. We all laughed as the elevator came for us to go up stairs. The ladies kissed and on the car we went. As soon I was on I strongly kissed me lady friend and slid my hand down her shorts. I loved playing with that bald pussy and getting her wet. We arrived at our floor when she got a text saying that everyone was coming at the arranged time. All was set so we went to the room to tidy it up before housekeeping came. Then the phone in the room rang. I answered the call, it was from the restaurant. It seems that my ticket was lost and could I come down and resign it for the breakfast. I headed down and met with the hostess. She apologize profusely and said that the waitress had dropped it. I said no problem and told the hostess to tell the manager what a good job she does. I had some minor business at the small Business Center in the Lobby and soon after completing it I headed up to my room. I was in the car going up when the elevator stopped on the next floor. To my surprise it was the cute waitress was working Room Service again. She said that the restaurant was slow so instead of going home she would help them instead. She apologized for the bill issue but I assured her that it was not a problem. I asked her what floor and she answered that she was going to the floor that I was on. She had a tray on a cart with covered dishes and a bottle of champagne. Another wedding engagement I joked and she laughed and smiled. The car suddenly jerked to a stop and she assured me that this happens from time to time. I said I was fine. I had food, drink and a beautiful woman. She blushed and thank me for being so nice. We where in the car talking and laughing and hoping that the food did not get cold. I asked her if she was really serious about coming to our little “pool party” the other day. She again blushed and nodded her sweet head yes. I told her I was surprise a little because she must have men lined up that wanted to be her boyfriend. She said not really because she had a c***d and most men in PI want a virgin. Besides that she said that she was more open with her sexuality then her peers. I wanted to follow that up with another question but the car started to move and soon we were at our floor. I held the door as she wheeled out the cart. She accidentally brushed her body against mine and gave my hardening cock a quick squeeze. I smiled and told her that any man would be foolish not to want to be with such a sexy lady as herself. She smiled that smile at me and went on her way. I stayed for a minute watching that little ass pushing that cart down the hallway. When I returned to the room I saw my lady friend spread eagle on the bed with one of the vibrators I brought illegal bahis her in her bald pussy and the other smaller one deep into her ass. “Whats this I asked?”, to the sight before me. She answered that she started thinking about the little waitress and seeing my fuck her and maybe joining in made her horny. So I told her of my little encounter and took over the dildos. I worked both in alternating them like she was being fucked. She was so wet her juices were use to lube the dildo in her ass. As I fucked her withe the toys I told her what I would do to the little waitress and how much of a slut I think she is for such a young girl. When I went it detail it was all it took, my lady friend started to orgasm again. She asked if I thought that the waitress pussy was bald and I answered that if she was then we could shave her. That was it the final wave hit her as my cock stuck out my shorts leg. “Oh baby, I’m cumming again thinking about you fucking that girl” she gasped. I know I said but first I am going to fuck your daughter today during the swimming I want you to see her squirt and with that my lady friend came again.’Stop, stop, stop you are make me cum too much” she warned. I laughed and told her that sluts like her never cum too much. And with that I slowly pulled out both toys and made her clean them both. She asked me if I wanted a blow job before the come but I said that I want you to be on your knees sucking me when the knock on the door. Tell them to text you when they arrive. She did and when they finally arrive my lady friend got on her knees and pulled out my cock and started sucking it, While she sucked it I pulled on her nipples through her suit and told her what a good fuck slut she was. When they knocked she returned my cock to my suit proud of my encouragement. Her nipples were still at full extension through her suit when she open the door for her family. Everyone came in and I mentioned how cold it was in the room. Her daughter and son in law agreed but her other daughter smiled curiously. Everyone changed in our room and had their suits on the women were all modest in their attire and the son in law just wore a pair of baggy shorts. The daughter that I made cum flashed me a couple of times and I flashed her as well. She was licking her lips when she saw my rod. We all went up stairs in the elevator and caught a ride with the little waitress. She greeted everyone and welcomed them to the hotel. They greeted her back and my lady friend touched her shoulder I moved to the back of the car and stood next to the waitress. The car had to travel a few floors and everyone was talking about the pool to notice that I was rubbing the tight ass of the waitress in the back of the car. She stood there smiling as I reached behind her and slid my had under her uniform skirt. To my surprise there were not panties on that cute ass. When we arrived at our floor everyone filed out and I had reluctantly removed my hand. I smiled and thanked her for hold the door and carried the pool towels and gear into the pool area. It was getting hot so jumped into the pool to cool myself off. We swam and played until lunch and my lady friend ordered traditional food for us. Sadly, a young waiter brought it to us under the lustful eyes of the “squirting daughter” I leaned over and whispered, “ I bet you would like some of that room service”. She smiled and nodded, “Yes, Uncle I would not mind that at all” we both laughed. When asked what we were laughing at I informed the group that she was in love with the waiter. Then everyone laughed and she just smiled. After we ate the couple and the grand son went back to the pool and my lady friend went to the ladies room. The daughter was alone with me for the first time since I got her to squirt. She told me that she knew that I had fucked her cousin because her cousin called her after and told her how big my cock was and how she got the shit fucked out of her. I smiled and said yes to her statement that her cousin was a good little fuck and a very good slut. She then asked, “Did you fuck my Aunty?” No I replied, I made her cum like I made you cum. She wanted to fuck but we where out of time. “Oh my, you fuck my cousin and did not cum and you played with my Aunty and did not cum?” Yes, that was true but I made her Mother blow me later and I came all over her face. The daughter just moaned. In case you are wondering I continued. I am going to fuck you today and make your Mother watch you squirt. “No, I cannot do that” she replied. Sorry but I already told your Mother what a slut you where and how I made you squirt across the porch. She is going to get me hard while I eat you out then I am going to stick my cock in you and fuck in three positions so she can see it. Her look of horror changed to lust. She kept asking when and I kept telling her that I might do it right now in front of everyone if does not stop. illegal bahis siteleri “Oh God, I think I may burst waiting”. I stood up grabbed her by the hand and lead her a part of the deck that was away from the pool and overlooked the city. She stood in front of me pretending to show me the city. I took the opportunity to feel her rather large titties on top of her suit and rubbed her pussy the same way. I them discretely slide my hand in her suit along the side of the inner thigh. Touching her wetness and flicking her clit. “You want to cum don’t you?” I asked. Yes was her reply. “Well I am going to make you cum and then you need to excuse your self to the room to lay down. Say something about the sun and the drinks you had”. “Yes, Uncle I will but make me cum” she replied in a little girl voice. So I rubbed her pussy from within her suit until I felt her weight against mine and my hand get really wet. “Now yow can say that you have cum in front of the entire city” She moaned and quickly recovered. She returned to the table and then over to the pool to announce that she need to lay down a little. Something about too much sun and drinks. Everyone said okay and wished her to feel better. She walked past me and I asked if she would be okay return alone. She replied that she would feel better if someone came with her to make sure she did not feel ill on the way to the room. Her Mother walked over and walked us to the elevator asking if everything as alright. She went back in and said that she was going to because she had some medicine that may help. The group kept playing. Into the elevator we went still holding up the ill daughter. Once the door closed she went up to me and laid a huge kiss on me with tongues flaring. Her Mother saw this and dropped to her knees pulling out my cock and eagerly sucking in into her mouth. “Look down and watch your Mother suck on me I ordered.” She did and stared at the site before her. She is getting me hard so I can fuck you and show her how you squirt. The daughter moaned with those words and my lady friend moaned with my cock in her mouth. Then all the sudden the car slowed down and stopped at a lower. My lady friend barely gets up and my cock is still out as the door opens. It was an older Korean couple that greeted us as I place my lady friend in front of me to hide my exposed rod. I used the opportunity to rub it on my lady friends ass cheeks as her daughter stared down. They were getting off before us and the car stopped at their floor. I used the diversion to put my cock back. Once the door closed and we were on out way both women looked like they were ready to get in the room. At the room we encountered a problem with room service cleaning the room. Not to be deterred we headed for the stairwell. “ Lets play here while they finish the room” I suggested. Quickly I was on my back against the stairs. My lady friend was straddling my face allowing me full access to her extremely wet pussy while her daughter watched and played with herself. I ate her pussy good and soon I had her cumming in my mouth. The daughter had pulled her suit over so her pussy was full exposed furiously rubbing her big clit. My lady friend turned around to watch and licked her lips when she saw the rather large clit. Now they both started to cum and soon the daughter shot her squirt at us. It was a huge plume of spray and it landed all over my raging cock. The daughter fell against the wall and my lady friend stepped down the stairs to goggle up my exposed cock. The daughter gasped when she saw this and started rubbing again. Soon out came another spray that got everyone. I was really enjoying the scene when I looked up and saw the little waitress watching but she was not alone for next to her was the waiter that brought our food. It seems this was a place that they met for sex regularly. She was memorized by the scene before her but kept sucking the waiters smallish cock. He had his eyes closed so he did not see our performance but she did. I tried to encourage her to join us but she shook her head no and mouthed the word “later”. I mouthed okay but also told her that I wanted to fuck her. She answered okay and went back to sucking. Meanwhile the daughter recovered enough to join her mother and they took turns suck it. To my surprise the even tongued the side all the way up the shaft and even licked the head together. It was crazy hot and I was loving it. I looked up and the waitress had now mounted the face of the waiter and she was mouthing that she wants me to do that to her. So I leaned forward and pulled the daughter’s pussy on my face. She started to squirm and low moan while I buried my tongue into her. The waitress was now rubbing that sweet pussy while she was getting eaten with her uniform skirt hikes up her waste. I could tell that she was starting to get enjoyment from the licking and what she was seeing from us.She canlı bahis siteleri must have really wet his face because he was complaining to her. Meanwhile the daughter was ready to cum again and this time I clamped my mouth over her box and sucked on it while she squirted thus filling my mouth. I held it so that the waitress could see and then I motioned for her Mother to come close. I pulled her close to kiss her and let some of the juice out. She moaned and licked my lips wanting more. I then motioned to the daughter and did the same to her. By now the waiter was gone but the waitress had two slender finger in her pussy watching through her half closed eyes. As she was cumming she opened her mouth like she wanted some too. I held some and told the ladies to get straighten up and go to the room. I need a minute to calm down and let my swollen dick go down a little. They got up and headed for the room. As soon as the stairwell door closed I ran up the stairs to the next floor where my hot little waitress was there pussy exposed fingering away. I bent down and kissed her depositing the rest of the squirt into her hungry mouth. She kissed me deeply trying to get more and I move my hand to to her lightly haired crotch. I felt so soft and nice to my touch. She moaned and I rubbed her little clit and grabbed those tiny titties. She was so horny that I could have fucked her right there but I had another commitment waiting for me. She tried to get me to stay by pulling out my cock from my suit but I told her later when we have time and I can eat and fuck your tight little pussy properly. She moaned again and I kept rubbing pressure on her until she came again. I kissed her and said that I had to fuck those two sluts. “ Save some for me she” she replied poutingly. I laughed and head to my room. When I got there I saw my lady friend and her daughter in the shower washing each other. It was very sexy even though they were not being sexual. I joined them and was in the middle of the two. Once they rubbed their titties and asses on me enough to tease me we all dried off and went to the bed. I asked which one wants to go first. The daughter was first to reply and said that she wants to see her Mother get fucked by me. I told her to go sit in that chair and watch. As soon as my lady friend was down on the mattress I was inside her. I stated real slow and she moaned and moaned then I picked up may pace and she started getting ready to orgasm. I then pulled it out and showed it to her daughter and instructed my slut to get on her knees. By now the daughter was back to rubbing herself. I entered her mother from behind and began to tell her daughter what a fuck toy her mother was. I told her of fucking her ass and how we had a foursome on the roof with another couple and that later her mother shaved me and the other woman. The daughter rolled her head back and closed her eyes. “Open your eyes slut and watch your Mother cum” I hissed. With that I started pumping her hard and reached under her and started stabbing her clit with my fingers. This set of my lady friend and set off . Soon she collapsed on the bed so I rolled her on her side and opened her legs exposing her very red pussy with juices still on the lips. I then went down on her cleaning up her cum. She got up when I was done and exchanged places with her daughter. Now it was the daughter’s turn to get fucked as she laid on the bed and I picked up her hips so I could put two large pillows under her ass. I then proceeded to play and like her freshly very juicy cunt. She was going wild as her Mother just stared mesmerized. I got her close and then stopped, for 10 minutes I kept edging her so she would really blast. Finally, I mounted her and sunk my rod deep into her. As I was fucking her all I could think about was fucking the little waitress but soon I could feel her contract and grab my cock. She was going to cum and cum hard. I picked up the pace and whispered that I saw the waiter getting blown in the stairwell by a waitress and he ate her pussy too. That was it for it seemed as I was thinking of the waitress she was thinking about the waiter.” Oh Uncle, did he cum?: she asked as the pressure built. Yes I replied a lot some it it dribbled out of the poor waitress mouth and you could have licked that up. That was it for her. It felt like the force of her squirt was trying to push me out but I kept on. Meanwhile her Mother was telling me not to shoot inside her. She may get pregnant and she wanted it in her mouth. Well that was it for me, while the squirtter was still heaving I pulled out, turned and shot my nut all over her Mothers chest neck and face. She loved facials and then all the sudden the daughters cried out that she wanted some so I returned to her and put my cock in her mouth were she sucked out the remaining. “What a good slut you are” I told her. “Yes, Uncle I am your slut too. Maybe I should call you daddy instead?”, she joked. I told her that I was her fuck Daddy..It was then I realized that we had to get back and we all got our suits on and headed up stairs. The ladies held hands as we rode until the door open to the pool deck.

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Double ParkedA young woman i*****lly doubles parks over an underground apartment car space and experiences the full meaning of double parking….It all happened after I had completed an intense interstate work related trip from Perth. My mum had asked me as a favour to reconcile with her step-mother, Joanna. Age and distance and Facebook had those two back on reasonable terms. It was my last afternoon in Melbourne and I hadn’t had the courage yet to call J. I had never gotten on with her as she took advantage of my mum too often. However, my work college had returned on a morning flight so I busied myself with shopping to avoid my family responsibilities and also to get the final value out of our shared hire car.Shopping only made me feel guiltier for avoiding restoring relations. So in the end, I brought a bunch of flowers, set the GPS for the Inner City Dockland Apartments and was there with sufficient enough time for a polite visit before I could make my excuses and head to the airport and home. My duty done.There were no frickin parking spots anywhere. However, as I hit frazzle point, I realised the old dear, who didn’t drive, must have a parking spot attached to her high rise unit. I entered the basement car park, heading down a couple of ramps, into the bowels of the building, looking for J’s allocated unit number parking spot. Oh I found it alright. There was a bloody black Mercedes in the slot. Mmm I was desperate. As it was the last parking spot in the row and wall side, I i*****lly double parked the small Volkswagen Polo I was driving and decided whoever was visiting Joanna would be there longer than me.I parked and then walked over several metres and entered the stairwell area. Just as my lift doors were about to close to go up, the elevator opposite me opened and I saw two really handsome well suited guys about to get out. One a slick blonde and the other had longer darker hair. Up I went to visit Joanna, thinking well there was an opportunity missed to flirt for a hot young woman like myself.They say never visit unannounced. Of course J wasn’t there. Oh well I left the flowers at her door and decided I would make contact illegal bahis another time. It would have to do. Down I went intent on getting home.Oh Shit. Oh Fuck. Oh Crap. Oh Bugger and Hell No flooded through my mind as I saw my car. I saw it from the stairwell door. There were the two guys from the elevator both leaning back on the Polo’s bonnet, arms crossed, bloody unimpressed. Pity because they were hunky dudes. I did though clench the car keys in my hand.Well there was nothing for it but to try the sultry voice and the provocative look. I was quickly unadulterated feminine eye candy. Geez I needed this pair under my sway. I had my best sexy saunter, the perfect fem-strut, my absolute best man melting movements. My head up, my eyes smouldering into them, my shoulders back and man oh man was I leading with my best assets, my curvy boobs. My arms had the poised swing, my body was so frickin sexy in my light summer dress and was I working the hips baby. There is hip swivel and there was my goddamn swivel delight. My heels somehow holding my weight. I had the symmetrical alignment of my wide full on sexual blue orbs, my tarty slight tit sway and wobble; and my dress was clinging over my hips and soft firm belly, the fabric defining my womanly V, as I approached them. Oh they knew it was me who had double parked in front of their trapped vehicle and I was full on trying to charm my way out of my predicament. I knew I looked hot. I also suddenly felt sexier under their joint scrutiny. Yes they were both ogling me.I had their attention alright as I got closer to them, you know the personal zone where they couldn’t really get angry with a fetching woman, just go ‘male gaga’ , and give in and only later scratch their heads and groin and realise how feminine wiles had got the better of them. Well that was the plan. Problem was my approach was too kick-arse raunchy and it ended up being my arse on the line.“Oh please forgive me, my sincerest apologies, “I started in a husky, flirtatious voice.The natural blonde dude didn’t let me get any further, “Oh lady, it’s cool, because we are going to double park you.”I didn’t register his meaning illegal bahis siteleri but the darker haired guy added, “DP sweetie, I think you owe us that much, maybe a full airtight moment actually.”Oh I got their drift, well I’d never had an airtight moment, you know a cock in my mouth, a set of fingers in my pussy and a butt plug prepping my arse, let alone a DP, I mean , that’s too vulnerable for any woman, isn’t it? I mean I could take a cock up my arse fine, I like it actually and vag-sex is a pleasure given. But DP or as I was learning new slang, to get double parked, here and now, I mean in an underground car park on the bonnet of a Red Polo, I didn’t think so. Even if my dress pattern nicely matched the car.I had got too close; the two guys in speaking had got even closer to me. I was boxed in tighter than their Mercedes. I mean all I had to say was “No”. However, there was that deep grubby slut part of me that had walked right into this. I realised I could over think this. If I thought about it, I wouldn’t do it. I just let the polo keys loosely clang to the concrete.My hands were way in front of my brain and found double groins, one to my front; on to my side and from there I lost any decency, as my body yielded consent, no time for a nod or a yea. It was all roller-coaster swift after that. I mean one randy guy pawing your body is usually enough for a girl. God did I get it hasty. Yeah I was double tugging cock that I had loosened out of pants, but hell this pair gave a new meaning to fast and furious. My dress was off , down off my shoulders , my petite pink knickers were around my ankles, my big tits cupped over my bra and oh wow, my nipples were getting an amazing sucking , while my pussy and arse were being both double fingered. This pair was tag teaming me and both were frickin impatient for the main event. I was very wet and spread super fast, where it was going to count. Man oh man, were this duo packin’ hard big cocks.I was a girly flesh sandwich so amazingly quickly. My slit and arsehole literally gang-banged by their fingers. Then it was insane. Beyond what I knew. I nearly held my breath permanently canlı bahis siteleri as a cock slid into my pussy and another cock was nearly at the same instance rimming; then gouging into my butthole.“Oh Fuck, Oh My…Orrgh…Ah…Ah…Aah,” and then I was grunt panting in the rhythm of their dual penetration. The perfect sods, they had me totally, one cock in deep in front of me, the other pecker shallow behind me, yet both so close together and, then cock shallow in front and amazingly ball deep behind me.I was yelping and thrashing between them. My tits were crushed. I was in a wild orgiastic banshee of pleasure. I pulled the body of the blonde in front of me from his arse cheeks, making him go pussy deeper, as the cock behind teased my pucker opening, so shallow, and then I arched and pushed my arse back to join the cock burrowing into me.Then it was all too good. I had no self jurisdiction. I was trash slut whored; basically rag dolled. One cock sliding into me while the other pulled my arse back. My arse then pounded while my pussy was succinctly teased. Two cocks in me at once, so deliciously filthy close, triple pleasure escalating; I was the central focus though. All I could do was FEEL, be me, beyond the limits par excellence. I was a convert to the deed; I’d be back for more of this, I knew it already before my orgasm.The pleasure climax spasms in both my arse and pussy took me by total surprise. I mean I sailed straight into the superlative big O domain, combined coochie and anal fem-gasms. As I regained some semblance of awareness, my butthole and pussy were dribbling cum together as both their satisfied peckers were eased out of me. I could barely walk or stand up.The dark haired dude picked up the polo keys and moved the hire vehicle further back while the blonde guy moved their Mercedes out. My car was there, idling in the aisle. I was left basically naked to gather up my knickers and keys.The pair gave me a long dirty wolf whistle each; as I got my knickers on and my dress back over my boobs and then their black b**st was only an exhaust fumed irritation as it disappeared up the ramp to the next level. But my body. My body and my mind. To womanly process where I’d been, it would take doing it again I told myself to fully understand and appreciate where I had been. And as I drove happily but a tad sore to the airport: Oh I’d ‘double park’ again, I knew it already.

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Back to Black 2It has been three months since I shared the story about my wife and our encounter called back to black. My wife and I fulfilled our fantasies of seeing her get stroked royally by a big black dick. We found a guy who lived in the next town over; in the same town as where my wife commuted to work. He was good looking, 6’2″ tall, had a very good body and was very confident. His name is Edward and we had a great time. He was perfect–his ebony skin and her milky white body.Since that time, we found out that my wife is pregnant– about three months and she is beginning to show. She looks beautiful with her wonderful white complexion and blonde hair. Her belly is no longer flat and her belly button ring is beginning to look very different especially with certain jewelry. We still don’t know who the father is but we have decided to keep it none-the-less. I had often wondered if she was still seeing our black friend Edward because on occasion she has been getting home from work late, with a strange smell and what appeared to be love bites on her tits. It may have been nothing and I never really approached her about it.One Friday afternoon, my wife called me from work and said that she wanted to go to happy hour with her girl friend Marge. Marge’s Husband was out of town on business and she did not want to be home all alone. We had gotten together casually with Marge and her husband many times before, they were always happy, so what harm could it be. My wife was dressed very conservatively when she left for work as she always does. She assured me that she would not be drinking and would not come home too late–she seldom goes out with the girls so I thought that is would be great for her just to get out. However, I got a little suspicious when she told me that she was going to a Jazz/R&B place near her work, but still I thought no problem, we have no secrets.Talk to bored housewives willing to cheat! Neglected wives home all alone – They want your company!- Click Here to Browse the Cheaters Profiles -Create your FREE profile and meet horny housewives at Lonely Cheating Wives!The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to find out if something was up. I decided to take a drive over to the club but could not get there until after 8:30 that evening. When I went in, it was very smokey and there were many people chatting, some dancing, mostly blacks dancing with black women but I could see that there were others too–a mixed crowd. I scanned the room but did not see my wife or her friend at first. Then back in a larger circular booth I noticed my wife sitting in the middle of three black guys.She had her head resting on the back of the booth with her arms winged out on each side of the men, and Marge was sitting on the outside seat of the booth. My wife had obviously changed because she now had on a white short skirt, with a blue blazer jacket and a very loose fitting low cut blouse that opened just above the navel–it showed off her breasts, and the “with c***d” look. Not to over react, I ordered a beer and watched for a while from a distance. I couldn’t make out who she was with but it seemed that they were having a good time.I finished my beer and approached the booth, it was Edward and two of his friends. They did not see me at first until I sat on the other endseat of the booth. They introduced themselves as Hayward and Tyree. Edward said he was glad to see me, we shook hands and he poured me a glass of beer from the pictures on the table. Marge looked untouched but was openly flirting Tyree. My illegal bahis wife looked disheveled and had a sort of far away glassy eyed look. I suspected that she had been getting finger fucked under the table by Edward.She regained her composure, and the girls quickly excused themselves to go to the rest room. I made small talk for with the guys and after a short time the girls returned looking preppie again. My wife sat next to me as she scooted in to the booth between Edward and me. He sat there with his arms spread on the back of the booth with his beer in one hand and his other back behind my wife. She looked at me for approval and I said that I wanted to talk outside. She said sure baby and we departed to the parking lot.I asked her what was going on and she got pretty touchy. She said that they were only having some fun and that Edward had called her and asked her to show up to celebrate his friend’s birthday. She hugged and kissed me and said that she loved me. She said that she wanted to give me a blowjob to remember in the mini-van.Her kiss became very passionate and our tongues were probing each others mouth. I pulled her close by her backside feeling up under her skirt–she had no panties. We jumped in the back seat and she pulled out my Johnson and lowered her head to lick, stroke and suck me until I was about to blow. It was a great blowjob and I shot a huge load into her mouth–what a release. She swallowed it all, then she hugged me and suggested that we go. She said we could go home now but she needed to get Marge, or that if I wanted, she would love to dance a little. On the way back into the club, she said that she would make it with the other guys, if I wanted her too. She also said that she told Marge about our prior encounter and that Marge got really excited. She told me that Marge had never cheated before and that she had never had sex with a blackman. I said lets dance and we will play it by ear.Everyone was a little edgy so I broke the ice by asking Marge onto the dance floor. We danced a bit and I noticed my wife talking to the others. After we returned, Edward asked if he could dance with my wife and Tyree grabbed Marge by the arm. Tyree was really coming on to Marge feeling her up on the dance floor. And, she looked like she loved it. He was kissing her neck and they were doing some heavy petting on the dance floor. We drank and danced until about 11:00 PM and I suggested that we drive to our place for a night cap and whatever…. Everyone nodded in agreement, even Marge. On the way home I told my wife that I wanted to see her get gang banged by these studs and she said, “It is all for you honey.”We entered the house and the my wife went to the kitchen to get us some drinks, while I took the others to the living room. My mind was working overtime now that we had Marge too and that it was her first time. It did not take long before Marge and Tyree were doing some heavy groping. Everyone said, “Hey, Get A Room.” Tyree grabbed Marge by the hand and pulled her into the guest room. My wife returned to the living room and sat on the floor between us–Edward was sitting on the couch, Hayward was on the love seat and I sat in the chair. They had their shoes off and were relaxing. My wife began to get amorous and crawled over to Edward and began rubbing on him. She raised up between his spread legs and began kissing him.Their kisses became passionate tonguing deep into each others mouth. He moved to kiss and suck her neck while she began rubbing his crotch and feeling his hard-on. illegal bahis siteleri He grabbed her ass while she struggled to get his cock out of his pants. She pulled out his ebony monster and began licking and sucking. He became “diamond cutter” hard in a minute. My wife gives the best head and I could tell he was enjoying her hot moist mouth and tongue. She cupped his balls and deep throated him trying to get it all in. She was doing a great job licking and sucking his cock. Edward was playing with her pussy without every removing her skirt. Hayward quickly pulled out his dick–it was 10″ long, black and as round as my wrist. He moved up behind her, pushed Edward’s hand out of the way and began to rub the head of his black dick around her pussy lips. His precome and her juices made her very wet and excited. She began pushing back trying to impale herself with his huge black cock. He pushed it a little ways and she pushed back to get it fully in. He was pounding deep into her from behind and her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust.She looked over to me with a smile and asked me to hold her hand. She returned to sucking Edwards cock. While her black lover fucked her from behind, he reached around and began to play with her clit. He got a great angle on her pussy and was making her clench her teeth. She squeezed my hand lovingly as if to say its ok. He stroked her with deep penetrations that seemed to make her belly bulge out even more. His long black fingers rubbed her clit and she was loving it. She did the best she could to concentrate on Edward but the fucking of her cunt and touching of her clit were making her pant. She was very wet and the look on her face told me that she was about to come, I squeezed her hand in support. She began to moan and pant loudly as she shuttered to a huge climax. She was bucking uncontrollably with several huge spasms. I know Marge heard her cries in the guest room.After her orgasm, Hayward continued to fuck her until he yelled that he was coming in her pussy. He shot in her pussy and the cum ran down her leg with every back stroke. He pulled out and stroked it on her ass and back. Finally with him done, she could concentrate again on sucking Edward to his climax. He grabbed her head and forced her to swallow every drop. She pulled off and began to kiss him passionately. She moved away for a moment and said “thank you honey, as she gave me a quick squeeze on my crotch, it was the best. There is nothing like the feel of a hard dick in my pussy fucking away. There is nothing like having a big black dick!”After a short break she said she wanted to clean up and left for the bathroom. The guys said she had a killer body and was a great fuck for a white girl. She went into the bedroom but not before she checked on Marge and motioned for us to look. By this time Marge was in the heat of it. She had her clothes off and was being fucked by her first black dick. She had that far away look and was really enjoying it. Her red hair was a mess and she was saying, “I love the way he is fucking my white pussy, it is delicious.” He was pounding deep into her, doggie style and her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust.My wife went in and fondled Marge’s tits and began Frenching and kissing her all over. Marge’s head was thrown back just taking it like a bitch in heat–over and over, a steady pounding with her juices and his pre cum dripping down her legs. Marge came hard and her lover stroked her a few more times and then pulled out and slipped his dick canlı bahis siteleri into her mouth. She sucked him greedily, cupping his balls and rubbing them. My wife backed away taking in the sights. He groaned that he was about to come but pulled out of her mouth saying that he rarely gets to come in a white pussy. She said, “great give it to me lover, fill my pussy up with your come, you are the best.” After he came deep in her, they collapsed on the bed in each others arms. We left the room and closed their door.My beautiful blonde wife went into the bedroom and said, “I have something special for all of you, wait here.” She came back to the living room wearing a pink nightie with g string panties that just barely covered her pussy. She grabbed me by the hand and said lets play some more. I began to finger fuck her slipping one then two fingers up her pussy. I pushed them in and out then finally let her taste her pussy as she sucked my fingers. She begged me to fuck her pussy while the other two fucked her face and ass at the same time. She wanted all of holes filled. Edward walked up behind her and began to kiss her back and neck. What a contrast. She turned her head back to French kiss him as he reached around to squeeze her big her tits. In just a few seconds he had moved the string panties aside to get clear access to her ass.He lubed it up with her pussy juices and cum and had her lay over the sofa. He push the head of his dick into her cunt first and then moved it to her ass. He entered her ass and she grimaced in pain. “Don’t stop!” she gasp. I’ve done it before and I know the worst is getting the head in. She feels the pain and her nails dig into the couch. He pushes relentlessly into her ass and the head penetrates up as far as possible, he is about 2/3rd the way in. He begins pumping rhythmically. The pain soon subsided and she pushed back to meet his ever stroke. He rolled her back and motioned for me to fuck her pussy from the front. It was still wet and sloppy as she had been filled with come earlier. Hayward pulled off his slacks, stroked his dick a few times and stuck it into her mouth. She was getting exactly what she wanted–all of her holes filled at the same time.I was sucking on her tits and stroking her as hard as I could. I was worried about all the weight on her belly but she said she was loving it and not to stop. I stroked her from the front several more minutes and she began to buck again in several quick spasms of pure enjoyment. Edward was coming in her ass and pushing violently. “Squirt my ass!” she begged so I can feel the hot semen shooting in me. He did just as she begged and I felt it leaking down our cracks.Marge and her lover heard the cries and enter the room to watch. My wife continued to suck and fuck until we all came. I pulled out and shot on her belly and tits–a pearl necklace, and the Hayward shot in her mouth and on her face. We fell apart totally exhausted. My wife was insatiable and wanted one of us to eat her pussy.Edward kissed her as she laid there but refused to eat her. Tyree jumped at the chance. He said I never pass up a chance to eat a white pussy cocktail. She was panting and moaning loudly as he grabbed her titties and continued sucking her to climax after climax– she could take it no more and pushed him away. She must have come three times but on the last one Edward said eat that white bitches cunt. “Oh yes, do it too me she shouted, suck my pussy. I feel exquisitely ravaged,” as her last explosion subsided. She was totally exhausted, it was 2:30 AM.I walked Edward and his friends to the door and let them out. Marge spent the night in the guest bedroom. I could hear her kiss her lover good night and they exchanged phone numbers. Jokingly they asked, “what are we doing tomorrow night.”

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The Incident At Raspberry Ranch: Part 1 ‘The MeetiThe details of this event took place over 10 years ago and was told to me by a man who requested to go nameless, so for the purposes of retelling it in his words, but to also respect his request, his name and the names of the others involved and location have been altered. (May 12, 2004)Raspberry Ranch was my respite from all the fodder that life wastes my time with. I never considered the Ranch to be a waste of my time. To this day, as I recount this experience to you, I still don’t, a fact you might question after sitting through this. But sometimes I needed to forget that, at 21 years of age, I was constantly called upon to care for my younger brother while my mom (a divorcee) went out to find husband #4; that my last step-dad was almost my age, surpassing me by only 3 years; that my real dad left this Earth far too soon and had he still been around, mom might still be mom and I might not be the one who is now morphing into my k** brother’s father figure. Those last 5 words are weird to read as my words, but now that they are committed to this file, there they will remain. I needed, for a lack of a better word, release. The Ranch gave me that release.So on a cool, breezy, Spring evening, as my watch indicated the midnight hour, I jumped up from my laying position, opened my closet, and started contemplating what I should wear to gain as much attention as possible. Why should I desire attention at a Ranch? It’s because this ranch was not your orthodox cattle rustling locale or a sprawling mansion that I’d visit to just be alone with my thoughts. This ranch is filled with men who love to fuck. Raspberry Ranch is a men’s bathhouse. Once there, the options are simple.A. Pay $2 to enter a large room called “The Pen”. The word pen here is being used in the same context one would talk about the living quarters of a pig. This option does not have a timer. If you pay $2 and remain in this room for the next 7 months, the owner may actually come in and thank you for drumming up business, but you will never be kicked out, and boy did I drum up business. In this room, the lights are not the usual incandescent lights, but rather, black lights. The room is unforgivingly dark, to the point that there have been incidences before this one where someone came up behind me and fucked me, but with his face not a foot and a half away from my view, I couldn’t clearly make out things like hair and eye color, whether the hair on his head was thinning or not, or even if he was looking at my face or his cock burying itself into my tight pucker. Did it matter, though?B. Pay $2 per hour for a booth. The booths were small, no more than 9’x7′. Inside each one was a chair like one that could be found in a backyard, white pvc-like material, pliable. But the color of this chair masked a film of residue that was too obvious to ignore and judging by the odd serpentining shapes along all four black walls, the film was quite thick, and had been ignored for quite some time. So for this option, I always brought a towel or two to d**** over the chair before doing whatever it was I planned to do? The only other item in this space was a well shielded monitor. This room requires one to first shop the porn section for a movie appropriate to one’s desires and give your selection to the seemingly and consistently bored clerk whose look is always the same, but is difficult to translate because it could be sending a message of jealousy because the action is on the other side of his counter, or exhaustion because he just began his shift and came off a 12 hour fuckfest of his own. Regardless, after you pay and hand the selected DVD cover to the clerk, you go to the room and execute your plan. After that choice, you are presented with a whole other set of option which are far more complex, but this set requires one to decide how their night will proceed, then initiate the plan to make ‘it’ happen.It is important to note that while there is somewhat loud techno music playing in the shopping area where the clerk is located, there is none in either the booths or in The Pen. Hence, you can vaguely hear the music from inside The Pen, but those out in the shopping area cannot hear the goings on inside The Pen as the music drowns out what little noise escapes that room.On this day, though my tastes see me at both option A and B about 50/50, I decided to head into The Pen. In that environment, with the lighting being 3 strips of black lights along the ceiling, white was the attention getter. Everyone who walks into this room tends to wear darker colors so they don’t stand out, but I would put on a simple white t-shirt and white boxer briefs. The briefs were a size too small for me, but to make my ass the conversation piece, a tight fit was always better. Over that, I wore elastic waistband shorts in a dark grey, a light green t-shirt, but this one was a bit larger and had a pocket on the right breast, and very old sneakers, because while most everything I am wearing eventually comes off, the footwear stays in tact. I’m not touching that floor with my feet. One last thing that goes with me every visit is a back pack. Inside this bag is what I do to myself if going out for some cock is out of the question. 3 dildos; a ribbed plug, nothing out of the ordinary, a dildo measuring 12×4 which I use very carefully on myself once or twice weekly, and finally, an unrelentingly meaty and truculently cruel 14×6 that I have attempted to use on myself but have yet pass half of the length of the head. In a word, it hurts. Even applying a numbing agent, a lot of numbing agent, it isn’t enough to mitigate the sharp pain my hole endures. But hope springs eternal, so it still comes with me in its silky red cloth bag.At a very healthy and in shape 21 years young, once I walked in to this place, not only was I the youngest in the building, but the most desired. So when I went to the counter and paid what I paid, needless to say, several other denizens who were already there quickly dropped their prior activities and reached into their pockets to fumble out $2 as payment to enter the same room I was heading into. Upon casing the room, one of these men, a rather tall man with a not illegal bahis fat but heavyset type build who seemed less intrigued by me and more interested in being wherever the largest crowd was gathered, also freed up his hands, grabbed at his jacket pocket for a few bucks, and after paying, entered The Pen. I can clearly recall what it was about him that made me leery about his presence in the same dark room as me. It was his walk. It was as if his right shoulder had some sort of invisible weight on it, causing him to lurch to one side and practically shuffle as he stepped with his right foot. It didn’t take long to understand that the walk, his behavior, and his disability were all innate. He was born mildly mentally handicapped, intelligent enough to function for tasks such as food shopping and counting to $2, apparently, but socially lacking so as to be unable to hold a normal conversation about something like politics or human interest stories. To coin a phrase, he was simple. Functional, yet simple. I wasn’t sure about him. Not that I have any qualms with a person who has some stand out qualities, but I do have qualms about just fucking a guy who has mental issues that I do not yet understand. Would it damage his perception, or initiate a seizure, or any myriad of possible outcomes? So that I would not have to find out, I stayed on alert, he was in the room, but that didn’t give him access to my ass.After about 15 minutes of getting used to the dark, silhouettes began to take shape and I saw that I was sharing the room with somewhere in the area of a dozen other men. Some were on their knees others were alone and waiting for an opportunity, so I decided to provide one by removing the shorts and t- shirt that covered my white undergarments and as expected, the room went from all silhouettes, to all silhouettes and me. The black lights did their job and I glowed like a human lightning bug. I placed my clothes in my bag, removed my plug, and knelt on the couch provided by the The Ranch with my forearms resting on the back so I could kneel down with my ass further in the air, which was currently in the air raising higher and higher and pointing right at the room occupants. Placing my face near but not on the couch, I took one hand and reached far back between my legs, grasping my briefs from the waistband at the very top of my crack and pulled down, and with the other hand, I took the plug, while dry, the way I liked to be penetrated initially, and began working it slowly in and out. The plug was ribbed in three spots and they were elaborate and distinguishing, so that I could feel with a marked sensation when a rib had either entered me or exited. Men watched as I finally was able to bury the third and thickest rib into my ass. Several jerked off, a few looked like they were half walking toward me, then half stopping themselves, which I liked because those were the ones who respected limitations. And though I have few, I knew that those hesitant to move forward were the ones who I would probably enjoy most.But to move things along and raise everyone’s level of comfort in approaching me, I looked around and found one guy who was jerking off. I couldn’t see his cock, but I could see his arm movement. It indicated to me a very long stroke, so I took a chance and waved him over while I continued to toy my asshole at a furious pace. As he came closer, continuing with his hand, the darkness cleared and the head of his cock was suddenly close enough to reveal a damp odor that was unmistakably my close encounter with his crotch, possibly after a long work day on his feet, sweat coating his inner thighs, leaving a very dank swampy scent, thick and unctuous, yet oddly appealing. I wanted him to fuck me hard. I was hoping he had a bad day at work, that his boss emasculated him in front of a crowd of coworkers and that he was angry to the point that his plan would be to find someone like me so he could avenge his honor, maybe save a shred of face, somehow, by just burying himself furiously in another guy’s sweet asshole, hatefucking his brains out while yelling about how much of a filthy cock slut he is, and finally yank himself dripping from ass juice out of the pig bottom’s ass and making him clean the mess he made. I wanted everyone to be watching me as soon as the crown of his cockhead popped past my o-ring. I wanted him to hook his arm around the front of my neck as he hatefucked me from behind so he could yank my body back so I would arch more and so he could choke me a little to show his dominance and control over me. To be sure all eyes turned to witness this pervert’s smelly and long stroking cock stab into my ass, I put the plug down and revealed the 12×4. Since I was so excited and my ass was so eager, almost the whole 12 inches disappeared within a minute of my hand gripping it and removing it from the bag. Suddenly, silhouettes began to form from beyond the darkness. Breathing could be heard, becoming more and more audible as the silhouettes became more defined until I was surrounded by 4 other guys besides the guy attached to the musty smelling cock that was now in my mouth. With the 5 guys now close enough to clearly witness everything, I began pounding my asshole mercilessly with the girthy jelly cock to show them my boundaries, stopping just short of the very bottom where the shaft melded with the balls, then I let go of it while still throating my odoriferous stranger. Reading my intent, one of the other men reached behind me and began to take up where I left off. Slow at first, then deeper, faster, deeper, faster, deeper until he, too, was long stroking the dildo from head to near balls at a pace that burned the rim of my hole, but felt good to be getting a dildo, but not having to push. The guys took turns with this activity while I continued to slobber all over the cock which was now fully erect and felt like a steel coffee cup because of how much blood was pumped into it from the excitement of the scene.But suddenly, a switch took place behind me. The dildo stopped pulsing in and out and slowly began falling out of my ass. I didn’t want it out so I started to reach back, but felt another hand take over before it completely exited, so without illegal bahis siteleri a glance backward, I contently kept my focus on the huge cock in front of me. Several seconds passed and the dildo was still in me, but wasn’t making any inward or outward movement. The man with his hand firmly in control of the dildo inside me reached forward and placed another firm grip on my right shoulder with his right hand. This was for leverage……..As if my head were an ultra powerful jelly magnet, the dildo instantly shot back up my ass hard, but this time, the balls smacked forcefully enough to hear a slap against my soft ass flesh. All I could do was scream. I tried to turn to see who it was but the stranger’s grasp on my shoulder was preventing me from turning. He was extraordinarily powerful. He pulled the dildo out of my ass completely, then just very quickly inserted the head, and began repeatedly entering and exiting just the fat head of the dildo as I still was attempting to see who broke my boundaries. After about 20-30 pumps of the enormous mushroomed dildo head, the unknown violator once again crammed the dildo back in to the balls so hard, the force pushed my naked body forward onto the filthy, semen covered floor. Before he could get his hand back on the toy or on me, for that matter, I pushed out the dildo, which fell to the floor and bounced around leaving a snail trail behind it as it crawled to a stop. When I turned, there was the man I was leery about with the odd, lurching walk. “You on coagain!!!” he demanded. “Why you leave couch cause I’m not done?!! I show you where my penis like to go next and then you get to see the Rise Skellamins.” This was a reference I hadn’t ever heard till now. Rise Skellamins? Well since his evening was about to abruptly end, I don’t think it mattered.He went for the dildo, and as he did, I went for the door, opened it, ran out naked, and jumped over the counter to discuss the series of events starting with the dildo smacking into me the first time with the clerk.Clerks at The Ranch have always been real super nice to me. I can only imagine why. This one was no different, and within 3 minutes, the assailant was gone. I went to the bathroom with my things, determined to continue. I always pack toy cleaner so I performed a once over on my ribbed and 12×4 dildos and slowly reentered The Pen. It was a rare time when all the guys kinda stopped to make sure I was alright, but I walked in confidently, even more so than some of the guys uns**thed by the incident, and indicated enthusiastically, that I was just fine. 100% prepared to be the airtight gangslut that the room needed to drain their loaded fucksticks. So, we started over, relieved that the elephant in the room was able to fit out the front door, and at least for tonight, not return.The Incident At Raspberry Ranch, Part II: Return of the Rise SkellaminsThe night progressed as it should have before the “thrust heard round the bathhouse”. Guys came and went, came and went as I enjoyed being the center of attention, or better yet, as I enjoyed my hands, mouth, and especially my hungry asshole being the center of attention. I had no concept of time, but about 3 guys fucked me. The fourth was about to enter and several others stood ready to replace number 4 when outside the door of the dimly lit room, we heard the music cease immediately. All within could distinctly hear one person yelling orders and at one point, what I thought to be the voice of the man that violated me not long ago. The whole room looked in my direction and slowly began backing away from me, and even number 4, though his cock was close enough to my gaping maw to feel the warm heat rising from it from being worked over, eased back and into the blackness.”In there!!” Said the familiar voice. At first, the only footsteps heard were two sets; the one from earlier, whose feet moved to a rhythm unlike any other, and the person yelling the orders, I assumed. Their feet stopped just short of the door. Then, more footsteps. This time, though, of an innumerable count. The door opened and in sauntered a diverse array of male flesh, and what I would normally consider a welcome sight, this evening, with my assailant acting as their escort, I now reconsidered the “welcome” in my stare. I knew immediately why they were here. The story they received could only have been a fabrication to get the whole crowd to jump up and race back to the Ranch to exact justice for their young and simple friend. I felt compelled to speak even before their leader, a quite towering individual wearing faded blue jeans, a sleeveless leather jacket, and a scowl that I would soon find out was his personal signature setting the tone one for what was to come. Not realizing I was still in my birthday suit, I pounced, “Hi! You boys are here because of the incident that occurred here between myself and your friend. Right?” Nice long sentence. It’s what I had planned to say, but never got past the word “here” before the gargantuan right arm of the leader rose quickly and firmly grasped my neck. Pulling me within millimeters of his mouth, he growled, “Do I look like I need you telling me why I’m here?” He turned and pointed to the simpleton. “See him? That’s my brother. He was removed from this fine, upstanding establishment because a pig boy couldn’t take a little pain. Pathetic. Unacceptable.”Another in their crew walked to my assailant after being summoned there by the leader. He asked a simply worded question, “Who?!!!” After the odd character pointed me out, the room was cleared and everyone sent home under pain of severe consequences if any didn’t listen. The entire store was emptied, all except me, the clerk who was tied up in a back room, and after I was able to drink in the entire group in with one eyeful of a glance, 14 members of a group I was about to be formally introduced to.The leader finally spoke directly to me as I stood naked, his voice surprisingly calm, my hard-on still fully formed, oddly enough. Several members of the group stared at it. If their eyes shot laser lights, my crotch would have looked like a constellation. “Before, we address the situation you entered with my bro, Leonard, do you know who canlı bahis siteleri we are? Leonard said he mentioned our tag.” I nodded slowly, vaguely recalling something about Raise or Rinse but not able to make sense of the simpleton’s mid-dildo **** ramblings….. “We are representatives of an interstate motorcycle gang called the Rose Skulls.” I immediately recalled ‘Rise Skellamins’, the ill reported title that Leonard explained I was going to see right after he thrust my toy in me the first time. He went on, “This is Leonard. You are aware, now, that he is my brother by blood…..,” the leader began to discreetly seethe as he talked, as if he only wanted me to see his apparent rage building inside him as he spoke, still, as calm as one in his lifestyle can be expected to speak, but there was a definite bomb about to go off inside as he started to move in closer to me and continued with, “……but more importantly, and the paramount reason for what you are about to endure, he is a member of our Crimson Pride Rose Skulls. We run guns, we deliver things not normally seen in an average 18-wheeler. But today, we put those things to the side. He whispered to me, “Ya see, I think you saw that Leonard is not exactly packing all the batteries his head was born with. He’s a fuckin’ retard.” His voice began to raise as if he were a pastor on Sunday delivering his sermon. “But I love him anyway. So when he came home to tell me the Ranch kicked out my brother and compatriot because some twink who posed as the Pen’s fuckpig, I made some calls.” At this point, I was shaking, ironically, not because I was scared, because I wasn’t due to the non threatening tone the leader emoted. I shook because when you are naked at the Ranch, you are fucking. I wasn’t. So the cold got to me, which didn’t calm my cock’s energy level, nor did it fail to arouse my nipples, which were now hard as rocks, with little tiny bumps jettisoning out from the area immediately surrounding the center of each brownish-red areola. Men who were staring increased, and now, several had begun slipping hands down their pants.”A few things will happen now that I have cleared up the reason for our intrusion,” the hulking leader continued. “First, you will kindly apologize to my brother, undeserving of his recent treatment, for ignorance may be no excuse, but mental retardation is certainly a factor that could make an act of v******e forgivable…. We’re all waiting, sweet lips!!!! NOW!!” Upon hearing the urgency in his one-word command, I immediately turned to Leonard and said, “Leonard, I’m so sorry,” my voice barely audible. “It’s K. Karma is bitchin’.” Snickers from the small crowd behind Leonard and his brother could be made out, but more so than that was what I could see. The calls the leader made were to these men laughing at Leonard’s foreshadowing statement, and all were now accounted for, pants at ankles, stroking their cocks. Some were already hard, others on their way to arousal. The singular, pungent scent now completely overtaking the room was a cocktail of sorts; that unmistakable aroma of musty crotch odor, underarm sweat, and gasoline (possibly a smell picked up from long miles spent riding out in the open air. I’ve done my share of challenging sexual acts, but this was different. These men had no allusions about my body and what my limits actually were, and if the action performed on me by Leonard earlier was any indication of what was to come, knowing there was no way out, I had to dig down and find a way to ease back the onslaught. Mitigation was key to survive this and freaking out and crying or screaming for help would end in certain death. So time to improvise.With the snickering lowered and only a few moans heard from time to time, I knew that to weasel my way out of this predicament with my soul and body still intertwined, I had to make myself indispensable to the group. The gang. THAT WAS IT!!! It no sooner entered my head than I uttered the plan to the aroused horde of leather jacket clad motor heads.”I fear the worst…”The leader interrupted calmly, “You have no idea how much you should be afraid right now.””Well…,” I continued, body still bare and glistening a little from beads of sweat, the result of a feeling of longing I was having, almost wanting the massive crowd to overtake me, “….the Rose Skulls seem to be at a loss. You are a bunch of gay guys….”Interrupted again, “Oh, we’re not gay. No no no. Gay would be way too easy. We are just loyal to our brothers and vengeful when one of them is brought to shame. But we are also violent. We see no difference between you or some bitch. Splitting you in two with our cocks, fists, and whatever else we can find in this well equipped shop will bring us no pleasure…..” and that was my queue.I interrupted, brashly, “But what if you and all your men actually enjoyed spilling your cum onto my ass, breeding me and watching it all ooze out of me, pushing your seeds further and deeper into me with each eager thrust from the line of cocks you’ve assembled. Would you want to end my life, or pass me around every day, whenever you snap your fingers? To have a slave to do with whatever sexual act you please, regardless of the depths of depravity to which you stoop. If this was fun, and if you got pleasure from it, would you invite me in to the brotherhood?”The moans and mumbles stopped and the offer I had made seemed to stupefy the audience of bikers. There was silence, then Leonard spoke up, “Oh yes, him to come home and the things we can do…” I knew, if anyone would respond positively to the offer, it would be him. What was really catching my eye, though, was not Leonard’s lips as the words left his mouth. My eyes caught the fact that he, too, was stroking something below and so my eyes wandered down. But before I could witness what I would soon find out was most unusually shaped cock I will have ever had penetrate me, two men, whom I did not see creep behind me, grabbed my arms.“Ok, boys! Splay him out!! On his stomach, to start,” he spoke to his minions with a hidden excitement; like he wanted to convey to his men how to handle me without me knowing his thoughts. Well, if his intent was to keep me guessing, this was a good way to start. I had no clue that my first act as this gang of miscreants’ sex slave would be played out on my stomach.(Part 2 soon to arrive)Please post if you have any advice or if you would like to see some depraved act added for part 2. Thanks!

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My First Visit to the Sex ShopWell finally the day has comeI am so excited, nervous and tremblingI have had a shower and used some of my wife’s less obtrusive perfumeThen get dressedI have purchased some white stay up stockings to go with my panties and camiAfter putting my cage back on after drying my clit I slip on my satin and lace pantiesI sat on the bed I roll on my stockings and adjust them to the correct heightI then slipped into my cami before putting on a pair of trousers and slip on shoesThen my chain was adjusted around my neck before putting on a coatI was as ready as I will ever be. Slipping the cage key into my coat pocket.It was time.I drove to the adult shop and park in a side street around the cornerThen walking to the shop I was looking to try and make sure no one was looking or could see me. I must have walked past it a few times, so nervous tremblingFinally I walked inI asked the man at the counter if I could use one of his rooms. He was looking at my chain with a slight smile. He knew I was a slave, I am sure he knewHe said: “sure that will be $30 for an hour.”I gave him the money and he said “take any room”I walked down the hallway to the back, there were 4 rooms, more like cubicles with doors, I chose illegal bahis one in the middle and went in and turned on the light.It was small with a chair, small table with tissues on it a small rubbish bin and a monitor with porn showing on it. I notice 2 holes in the walls one on each side about 6 inches by 5.I took off my coat, slipped out of my shoes and took off my trousersLooking at the holes I could see they were dark so I decided to leave the light on that way anyone entering the other rooms would have a good view of meI then sat on the chair leant back and stretched my legs out slightly partedAnd waited, and waited and waited. The anticipation was still there and I was trembling.It seemed like half and hour and I was thinking shit I have wasted $30 but at least I had the nerve to do this and that is a bit of success so I was pleased about that.Then I heard a noise coming from next doorI shook but stood up, then did a slow turn around hoping who ever was next door was looking, I then faced the hole and lowered the front of my panties under my balls exposing my caged clit.I then sat back down, pulled my panties back up and played with my nipples.There were some more noises then I looked to my left and saw the head illegal bahis siteleri of a cock poking through the darkness of the holeIt was magnificent, circumcised, and when it and the balls were fully through it was about 7 inches and magnificently shaped with large hairy balls below.With shaking hand I reached out to touch it and when I did it jumped, jerking upwards.I traced my finger over the head and down the shaft and around the balls. I then took it in my hand and stroked it gently, up and down the shaft. Then reaching over with my other hand cupped the balls. The cock twitched again.Well here goes I thought and leant forward putting my tongue out, I circled the head and then down the shaft to the balls. I licked the balls, they had a musky smell which was not unpleasant in fact it smelt good to me.Then licking back up I took the head between my lips, rolling my tongue over it.I then started bobbing my head taking the cock in and out. It was so hard and swollen and kept going deeper into my mouth.Lucky there was a wall between us so I could dictate the depth but as it hit the back of my throat I started to gag.This made a whole lot of saliva which made the cock more slippery and I restrained from taking canlı bahis siteleri it that deep again so I could continue.Head bobbing on this shaft I cupped the balls and caressed underneath themHe was starting to thrust harder and faster now and I knew what was about to happen.Suddenly he thrust forward and stopped, I moved my head back slightly but with still most of his cock in my mouth. Then I heard a grunt and groan from next door and felt the cock throb and pulse as it emptied so much cum into my mouth. I had to swallow to accommodate it all in my mouth. It just seemed to keep coming. When it stopped I kept licking it as it started to shrink and finally popped out of my mouth and withdrew from the hole.I swallowed all that was in my mouth and sat back on the chair taking a tissue to wipe around my lips and face.I sat there and waited not knowing what to expect next.I heard noise from next door.Waited, waited, nothing.I waited as long as I could, I knew my hour would be up soon but nothing.All was silent, there appeared to be no one next door on either side.So finally go up, put my trousers and shoes back on after adjusting my stockings, panties and cami, put my coat back on and left the room.Out the front there was only the guy at the counter.He said: “Have fun?”Embarrassed I said yes.I then left the store to my car and home to have a shower and clean up before my wife returned.Feeling fulfilled but unfulfilled if you know what I mean and extremely turned on.

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Sister – the urinalI waited in the car for my sister, wondering how I was going to get the smell of piss out of my car.An hour passed.I still waited.Two hours and the bar had closed 15 minutes ago.I couldn’t believe her. My little sister, her first week at UT, her first night out on sixth street and she goes and pees her pants in front of everyone. Then she accidentally pees on my girlfriend, well my ex-girlfriend now thanks to Becky, my brat of a sister.I also couldn’t believe what I had done. I spent the next half hour out here in the car in a daze. Pure rage. “We’re done!” Lacey had said.”What?” I had said.”You’re fucking bitch of a sister pissed all over me!””What?”I still could not understand.Then she showed me the bottom of her pant legs, soaked through, right before she stormed off. Right before I stormed into the bathroom. Right before I finally let go of my resentment towards my sister in one unspeakable act of cruelty and revenge.As my sister cried, covered in her own urine, I pulled out my dick and punished her by pissing all over her shirt, then all over her naked pussy as she sat bare ass on the bathroom floor. How she could do that in such a disgusting place was beyond me.But I couldn’t stop myself. Even when I started to feel bad about what I was doing and how I was sounding, my insults and taunts clanging loudly off the bare walls, I kept going. I had the impulse over and over again to apologize even as the stream splashed in her mouth and she gagged- but I didn’t.Because the thought of pissing, especially of a girl wetting herself, had always turned me on. And in so many moments during our c***dhood I found myself wondering as my sister rushed to the restroom if this would be the one time she didn’t make it, if this would be the time I finally saw the dark stain spreading on her shorts.But I never thought of my sister in as a sexual being.. Not even as I fulfilled one of the fantasies no girl had ever let me do, or even talk about. Not until she started playing with herself in that puddle of piss. Then I had to leave before my erection became obvious to her. This was my sister and here I was taking advantage of her. Yeah she had always been a pain in the ass, but this was too far.So I waited. Wondering what the hell I had just done to my life. Wondering what my parents would say. They had always taken her side in everything, always telling me it was my responsibility to take care of her as she demanded to be treated the way she thought she deserved.I don’t think my parents knew they were playing favorites, and I don’t know if I would even call it that. It was more like they coddled her. That we were only two years apart meant nothing. In high school, I worked for everything, including a spring break trip to Ireland through with my history teacher. She just complained once and they sprang for the whole trip that I busted my ass a summer to afford.I studied hard and got a scholarship to UT. I didn’t just coast and get in on a fluke ACT score. They went to all of her track meets, but never read a damn thing I wrote for the student newspaper. And it was the countless little things, the times I would have to chauffeur her around, always wondering when she would have to stop and go home to use the bathroom. I couldn’t wait to get away.And then she follows me to collegeAnd then she fucking tattles like she always does.And suddenly I’m in fucking high school again.I went back and forth as I waited for her, wondering what the hell was taking her so long. I knew the bartender Heath was more bark than bite, so I imagined her crying it out for a while and then in making her clean until closing time. I move back and forth from shame from feeling even the slightest bit aroused by my sister, to regret, to seething anger about how precious Becky always got to be treated, and then back again in a vicious festering circle of self-loathing.I saw her emerge a little after two. The lights were bright enough still to make out everything. She was clearly soaked from head to toe, I could see that parked across the street. She looked around vacantly, not even looking for me, not even ordering an Uber. She was so fucking dumb sometimes. I saw a group of drunk girls heading up toward Sixth Street pass her. One of them even stopped to say something before storming away.And Becky just stood there.I honked the horn.She jumped like a startled deer. After a moment of recognition, she made her way to the car. I unlocked the door and she made her way to the passenger seat, clearly covered in more urine.I couldn’t help it. I lashed out.”What the fuck Becky?””I’m sorry,” She said quietly, her eyes making friends with the floorboard.”Did you wet yourself again?””No,” Becky said.”Then what the hell happened?Her eyes were blood red as she stared at me. I shrank back for a second, a flash of anger I had never seen from my bratty and spoiled baby sister suddenly slapping me across the face with the very violation I had inflicted.”Everyone thought it was a good idea to pee all over me! I wonder who gave them that fucking idea?”We were both quiet for what seemed to be an eternity.”I’m really sorry Becky,” I said, my words shattering the silence. “I didn’t tell anyone to do that to you. I shouldn’t have… well know… peed on you in the first place. Just, just whatever you want. Whatever can make this better.””It’s okay,” she said softly.”Really?” I couldn’t believe it.How could anything be okay?”Not really, but okay enough.””But I-“”Look I know you were trying to be a dick. And I know I should be just ashamed… but I liked it. I want to do it again.””You want people to pee on you again?””I want you to piss on me again. And other people too. And fuck I don’t know, I just liked it and I don’t know what I want! I just want to go home, shower, and sleep.”I drove us home in silence.*****”I know what I want.” Becky declared it like a royal proclamation the next morning.I barely had time to process her meaning as I looked up from my cereal to see her stride into the kitchen with a new confidence.”What?””Last night you said anything I wanted. And I know what I want.””Okay…” I said slowly, not liking where this was going already.”I want you to take my virginity.””Jesus Christ, Becky! No way I’m doing that.””Mike you have to.””You’re my sister.””That’s why I want it to be you. Look last night I had time to kind of think things over and I want more. All night, being treated like that, like I wasn’t even a person… It was so fucking freeing!””Freeing?””Look you never had to care about what Mom and Dad thought. You were the fucking genius making the grades, running the newspaper, the one they never had to worry. Not like me. You had to keep tabs on me like a babysitter. Mom and Dad even gave you the car so you could lug me around. All I’ve ever wanted is to fit in like you, not be so awkward…”She started to cry.”It’s okay. I’m sorry just calm down.”She continued after collecting herself, somehow never missing a beat. It was like she had the speech rehearsed in her head so perfectly that nothing I said even mattered.”You’re off at college having sex and Mom thinks you’re just so perfect while Daddy thinks I need a chastity belt! So yeah, freeing. When I was in there, with all those men using me like that, no one had any expectations of me. I just let all my pride go and I got to finally be the filthy slut I’ve always wanted “And it was all because of you.””You’re not mad?””I should be thanking you. Instead I’m going to threaten you.”I knew what this meant.”I don’t want to be a virgin anymore.””Why with me? With your brother? Isn’t that worse?””That’s why it’s so hot. Because it’s wrong. Because it’s so desperate and humiliating. I want to be the type of girl who will do anything. But I want to be safe. So I only want you to fuck me, but I want you to arrange something like the other night. I want at least a half-dozen guys. And this time, I want to suck them off.””I don’t think Heath-“”Then not at the bar. Let’s do it here.””Here? How the fuck am I illegal bahis going to-“”That’s a problem which can only be solved by the sibling who peed on the other.””Hey,” I teased. “You peed on my girlfriend first. Well, ex-girlfriend…””Then you should be happy to have someone other than your hand to play with.”*****My friend David set it up. We had known each since high school, one of those friendships that continue on so long as it had the momentum of proximity. I’d always known he was into weird shit, and he knew a lot of our friends were into the same kinks. And the idea of using my baby sister turned him so much that I almost regretted letting him help me with the planning.Together, Becky and I picked Saturday night. That gave David and I a week to plan, discuss, and work through the details. At first, the whole idea felt twisted and wrong to me. But it quickly became something that Becky and I bonded over. My sister was the epitome of every fake and forced porn scene I’ve ever watched or read; only her desire to be debased, taken, and used was entirely genuine. Becky told me she was up for anything so long as it didn’t involve k**s, a****ls, or shit; other than that she wanted to be surprised about what happened.I thought at first I might need to put out ads on Craigslist so no one would know, but enough of my friends had apparently used Becky’s services at the bar the night before that David said it didn’t matter. My sister’s reputation was already ruined. Word was spreading, and I even turned down a few guys who I felt should be below my sister’s standards. I even managed to convince one girl, my friend Heather, a plucky redhead, to record everything. She said she didn’t know if she could do more than watch, but that the party idea was to cool to miss.At first I found myself wondering if Game Of Thrones had just desensitized everyone to i****t. None of my guy friends even cared when I mentioned that I would be fucking my sister in front of them. None of them were creeped out or revolted. In fact, most said it one of the reasons they were coming to watch. And as the week progressed and Saturday got closer, I found myself less and less reluctant, and more and more excited.Things between my sister and I had started to resemble an actual adult relationship. We had come to see each other’s perspectives on a lot of things. We had time to talk about our parents, to get over a lot of the things that should have been buried and forgotten years ago. It only took me making the time to talk, and Becky’s newfound ability to actually talk about her fetishes and ideas without any sense of shame or reluctance.I never before found my sister attractive, but now I couldn’t help but notice her breasts, smaller but still impossible to notice. I couldn’t help but sneak glances at her tight ass she bent over, even as I somehow pretended I wasn’t seeing my younger sister in a whole new way. Seeing her as a new adult finding something for herself and pursuing sex with confidence was something indescribably tantalizing. She was unbelievably sexy. And knowing the way she wanted to be used, knowing that it matched everything running through my head about truly being dominant over a woman, well it changed everything. Instead of dreading this year, I was looking forward to the time I would get to spend with Becky learning about each other in the most intimate way.There were a few ground rules we had discussed, but for the most part she wanted to be surprised. She went out around noon Saturday gave me a peck on the cheek, telling me to have everything ready for her return. Becky wanted a day out, on me of course, the works, new haircut and makeup, to be all done up for the scene. She also wanted video, so I tasked Heather with holding my iPhone throughout the night. I heard a few grumbles as Becky arrived twenty minutes late. A lot of the guys have been drinking water and beer and holding it for hours. One of the guys couldn’t take it and used the bathroom ten minutes before she arrived.If I had been sore about eating the cost of her day out, my opinion changed once I saw her outfit. The part in her dress barely covered each of her breasts and if I looked just right, I could see the slight change of color of her darker pink nipples. Becky had styled her hair to one side in a flattering and sophisticated way. I didn’t know enough about the name to say how, I just saw someone that both wasn’t and was still my little sister. Gone was the little girl wearing pigtails or a ponytail, just hanging out in jeans or T-shirt, and in walked this blonde bombshell completely in my command.”Oh good everyone’s here!”Somehow Becky now commanded the room. Somehow the shy meek little girl making a mess in the bathroom of a bar last week could address six strange guys and a girl with the newfound confidence of someone who no longer cared who knew what she really wanted her or who she really was. And that attitude was intoxicating to everyone who witnessed it.”So I’m not going to talk anymore unless you tell me to. And of course I’ll say anything or do anything you tell me. Mike has told you the rules. Have fun with me!”The crowd of men parted and in the middle of our living room I positioned a plastic c***d’s swimming pool. It was only four feet in diameter according to the box, but Becky squealed with delight when she saw the idea. I expected her to get out of her clothes but she stayed slinky red dress. As she knelt down to the k**die pool, I could see her dress rise to reveal the curve of her ass just where it met creamy white thigh.Her face looked pretty, beautiful even, and if she hadn’t been ready to be used by a gang of guys, I might’ve said she belonged on the cover of a magazine. Instead I just watched as the first of my friends used my sister the most humiliating way imaginable.”Well I’ve been waiting over all week for this so I guess I’m first. Where you want it?” Dave said.”Any way you want to use me.”It wasn’t strictly true. She was fine with the guys there doing anything but actually penetrating her. But David had been telling guys that all week.”Then suck my cock.”He was nothing impressive, honestly his balls were what I paid attention to the most. They seemed disproportionate to the rest of him, which Becky swallowed it easily. Then she looked up at him wide-eyed. Her cheeks seem to bulge a little bit as he filled her mouth with the first load of urine of the evening. She struggled to keep up, breathing heavily through her nose as he continued unloading his bladder directly that her throat. Eventually it became too much and she coughed, sputtering a few splashes onto her face and down her neckline.By the time he finished, Dave had a hard-on, one that was a few inches shorter than mine, but plenty thick. Instead of backing away and letting someone else have a turn, Dave decided to grab my sister by the back of her head and use her face. She seemed to relish in the treatment, desperately trying to open her mouth and move her head back into position every time he gave her a second to breathe.”I’m to use every inch of your face.”She moaned her agreement and he slapped her across the cheeks with his cock. He moved it up and down her forehead, his balls in her greedy mouth as she slurped and sucked.”That’s it, suck Daddy’s balls. But ask me.””Can I suck your balls?””Say ‘Daddy can I please suck your balls?'””Daddy can I please suck your balls?” She begged desperately.”Yes be a good slut and suck Daddy’s balls.”She looked up at him past the cock blocking her vision, devoting everything to sucking her new daddy’s balls. She moved back and forth making a slurping sound she took each nut past her lips and into her mouth as he jerked himself off into her face.”Do you like that your brother is watching?”I could see most of the guys either adjusting his pants or pulling out his penis for attention.”Yes, Daddy,” she said dutifully.He shoved his cock back into her mouth, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to choke. Saliva dripped down her chin illegal bahis siteleri she coughed, and clung to the head of his dick.”Come on, give someone else a turn,” someone called out.But Dave never stopped, not even as Caleb fished out a large black cock that dwarfed any other I’d seen in person. He hesitated for a little bit, as if not quite being able to bring himself to piss on an actual person. Eventually he gave a low moan and out came a lightly colored yellow stream. He soaked her ass from behind, avoiding Dave as he continued to fuck her mouth.And then the floodgates literally burst. The guys formed a circle around her. Dave moved back and started stroking himself. Most of the men took off everything, finding places around the room to stash their clothes away from the towels spread out around the plastic pool.Heather was the only one still fully dressed, keeping most of her voluptuous breasts conservatively concealed under a tight T-shirt. She moved in and out of the crowd easily, recording the evening and short five minute videos I tried to stay out of. She slapped a few guys on the ass and occasionally asked who was next to get the best angle for each of the streams.For a good half-hour, guys took turns aiming at every inch of my sister’s body. Her clothes were soaked after the first two, her makeup smeared and running down her face from each successive spray down. She took off her dress and left it in the pool. The guys all hooted at her nipples, puffy, large and hard at all the attention, slick and slippery with urine. Each quickly became the new target for the next man. Then before anyone else even had a turn in her mouth, Dave blasted his load onto the side of Becky’s face, hitting her forehead, cheek, and nose, at the same time as another man peed into her open mouth.At one point, six of my friends were soaking my sister at the same time. Guys would crowd in and out, shuffling around to make room for each other and Heather. The pool filled with more and more urine, and guys became insistent that she try and swallow all of theirs. Two of my friends worked together, holding the head of their dick only a few millimeters away from each other, peeing at the same time and laughing as urine splashed out of her mouth.The depth of the urine in the pool reached up past her ankles, only about halfway full, but still more than I’ve ever seen collected one place. I could smell it on her, hell I could smell it across the room. I did my best to hold my own pee. I had something special planned.So did Dave. More than anyone he had been excited about using my sister. Maybe it was because he was my only friend from high school who came with me to Austin. Or maybe he was just kinkier than I ever thought, but he got really into the whole daddy/brother thing. Everyone else seem to shy or nervous to speak aloud, but he kept going with his dirty talk as he stroked himself hard again, inspired by seeing our friends wash his cum off her face with their pee.He egged everyone on, shouting out questions without any sense of shame.”You like being Daddy’s little piss slut don’t you?””Yes Daddy!””Tell Daddy what’s in your mouth?””Pi-sis” She swallow most of it and spat out the rest. “Piss Daddy.””Tell everyone you’re Daddy’s worthless whore.””I’m Daddy’s worthless whore.””Why are you a whore?”Becky paused. But the answer was obvious.”Because I love Daddy’s pee and cum.””Do you like your brother’s pee and cum?””Yes, Daddy.””Have you swallowed your brother’s come before?””Just his pee, Daddy””Where do you want his cum?””What Daddy?””Where do you want your brother’s cum? Where do you want Mike to cum on you?””In my pussy Daddy.””And would you let your real daddy cum in your pussy? Do you want Mr. Richards, Brian – to see you like this?”He said my dad’s actual name.”Yes I want my daddy to see what a whore I am!”My mind raced with new ideas to outdo David. I thought he was really stealing my thunder. I had played with a limerick earlier in the week, but I thought it had been too far. Now I wanted to regain control over my sister’s submissive side. I didn’t mind sharing, but everyone needed to know my sister was mine to use and degrade.”I’ve got a rhyme for you, do you want me to teach you? Repeat after me…”I had come up with it earlier in the week. It was simple and easy to memorize. I set it to the tune of I’m a little teapot. I fished my cock out of my pants, and held it in front of her, making her stare up at it as though she was speaking to it, rather than the entire group.”I’m a little pee slut.”My sister was truly mine now.”I’m a little pee slut.””Here is the handle.” I had her grab at the shaft of my dick as she repeated the words.”Here is the spout,” I said, placing her thumb over my urethra.”Here is the spout””When I get all steamed up hear me shout!””When I get all steamed up hear me shout!””Flip me over and piss in my mouth!”And with that he grabbed her hair, and shoved her face down into the pool of urine. She didn’t expect it, but she went limp and accepted it.”Blow bubbles for me.”She was so loud and enthusiastic, I could tell she was loving it.I expected stunned silence. I expected shock and disgust. I expected revulsion as the cold reality smacked all of my friends in between the eyes. Instead as my hands let go of Becky’s sopping wet hair and she pushed herself forward, I heard applause, whistles and hoots of approval. She could barely take a breath before strong hands grabbed the side of her face, trading her piss covered body between the group as they all took turns using her mouth.No one cared about the mess. No one bothered to worry about the fact that their new sex toy was covered in each other’s urine and semen. They just passed her around and Becky went limp like a ragdoll. At times, men switched back and forth between urinating and using her mouth as their living Fleshlight, treating her rough, making sure she swallowed every inch of anything thrust unceremoniously down her throat. All at once, three of my friends chose to do a coordinated facial. The result, was as close to bukkake as I had ever seen. Only a few of the intended ropes ended up in her mouth, the rest covered her like an abstract painting. She licked and slurped the semen from her lips and around her mouth, then she held it in her mouth, presenting it out to me on her tongue. It took me a second before I realized what she was asking”You can swallow it now, slut,” I commanded.My sister looked back at me with excited blue eyes through smears and splotches of cum as more guys added their loads to her face. Cum ran down her face in large streams and small drops. Some of it dotted her neckline. I could see her hand playing with her pussy through her panties, the piss to her waist now as she knelt and looked dangerously close to spilling over the rim of the edge of the pool. She blinked rapidly, and I knew from ex-girlfriend’s experience that cum in the eye can sting bad. Still, she kept her eyes open even as every guy seemed to aim for her face, except one who painted who left her budding breasts and nipples painted white with his thick brush.As she moved to suck the last few guys, come slid off her and into the pool. One of my friends moved away from her approach, causing her to lose balance and splash urine on the floor. Instead he chose to jerk himself off, landing on my sisters waiting mouth and nose.After having an orgasm, several guys had rallied to make a game of out of washing off her cum-covered face and tits with their now limp dicks. In small gobs and strands, cum washed down her perfect porcelain body mixed with urine, with my hot blonde bombshell of a sister now reduced to a completely used whore.And that’s exactly what I thought of her.”Are you done humiliating yourself?” I demanded.The action had stopped. Mostly because at this point the k**die pool was completely filled with urine. I looked down and could see the faint lines of cum collecting in different areas of the putrid pool. Becky was on her knees, anxiously waiting canlı bahis siteleri for more, waiting for me…”More… “It was all she needed to say.”Did I say you could play with yourself?””No, I’m sorry Sir.””Take your panties off.”They were little more than a red thong, but now everyone could see Becky’s tight little pussy submerged underneath everyone’s urine. She left a tiny little landing strip above her clit and I could tell she was struggling not to masturbate in front of everyone.”Rub them in the piss puddle.”There wasn’t really a need for this. They were already soaked. But I enjoyed watching her obey.”Put them in your mouth.”The small thong dripped urine all over her body as she slowly moved her underwear towards her mouth. I watched the pee splashdown onto her breasts and I wanted her all the more. My baby sister didn’t just lick or barely taste the urine soaked panties: She chewed them. Chewed on every inch as though ringing it out in her mouth. Piss dripped down her grinning face as she let all but the tag escape her teeth and dangle in front of her for everyone to witness her ability to commit to any command, and exceed expectations to please anyone dominant over her. No one else in the world would act like this, and it didn’t matter that it was my sister, I wanted this woman.Because this woman was special.”Are you ready for your brother to take your virginity now? “”Please fuck me.””Have you cum yet? “”No, Mike, but I can’t help but touch myself.””Don’t cum until I tell you to. But you are free to talk now. Are you enjoying yourself?”Yes, Mike, just please fuck me. I’m so turned on. “”Get into doggy style then.”She did, her gorgeous milky white ass presenting itself to me, showing me so slightly the spread of her tight little lips, so innocent and so dirty with a mixture of urine and cum she’d been sitting in for the last hour. I moved her towards me, ignoring the splash at my feet as I position myself right behind her. I spread her legs wider and adjusted her, her face almost touching the fluids in the pool as I took out my cock and slid every seven inches inside of her.It was almost as if it didn’t fit at first. Becky took a while adjusting to my head. That was the only hardest part. I spent a few seconds with it before she took it like a common whore. She must have used a vibrator herself every day as big as a fist, either that or she was just so turned on by everything that happened to her because I didn’t have to go slow. I didn’t have to wait for her to get used to it like with Lacey.Every bit of her was wet, and not just from the puddle. And as tight as she was, I had no problem forcing my way back and forth inside of her. She moaned with pleasure instantly, asking to cum almost within seconds of feeling my hard prick inside of her. I grabbed her hips almost losing my grip as her entire body was soaking wet. So I took her by the hair, so recently done and then undone by every guest of the party.Becky screamed and continued begging as I pulled her towards me.”Oh please, please Mike, let me cum! I’ll be a good sister. You can do whatever you want to me. You and your friends can use me everyone want just please let me cum!”I’m all covered in piss and cum, Mike. I’ve been such a bad girl. Please let me cum and I’ll do everything you want!”I’m a little teapot, pe- pot or whatever you want. Just please let me cum!”I didn’t respond. I was concentrating on avoiding cumming instantly inside my sister’s impossibly tight pussy. She bucked against me, grinding herself against my hips, making it possible to determine who was fucking whom. And every time I went faster. My sister increased her own efforts, her ass making a wet loud sound as it slapped back against me over and over again. Becky kept up a steady stream of moans and pleas as she barely kept herself under control. Our crowd of friends stood on in rapt attention, not able to say anything. I looked up and saw Heather apathetically aiming her camera. She had reached her hand into her pants and was openly playing with herself.Then I pushed my sister’s face into the pool of piss and cum and held her there, hearing her still obeying my every well by blowing bubbles into the vile liquid. I pulled her up by her hair and told her exactly what I wanted.”Do you want to cum, slut?””Please Mike anything just let me cum.””Do you like this?””I fucking love this. Just let me cum, please your cock feel so good. It’s so big. Oh god, I can feel every inch of you.””Will you do what I say?”Whatever you say,””I want you to stick your head into the pool again. Get a mouthful and hold it until you cum. If you don’t have a mouthful of pee and cum I’m going to spank your pussy until you cry instead of letting you have that orgasm.”Before I could get the words out of my mouth she had dunked her head. She came back up and looked back at me, her eyes wide with gratitude, her mouth open as she gargled, letting a little urine drip out her mouth to show me she had obeyed. I grabbed her by the hair to fuck her hard, and it caught her off guard, and she spurted out the rest out her mouth. Becky went down again, gargled for me, she put her head down into position as I fucked her.I pounded into my sister harder and faster than had ever fucked another person. There was something so supremely erotic about degrading a person, about taking everything about them as an individual away and turning them into an object. I didn’t want to hurt Becky, but that she loved it, that she wanted the same things I wanted was something I knew I would need again and again. It didn’t take me long to reach the point of no return inside of her, I had been teasing myself with this thought all week.But she went first. Becky shook and riots with pleasure, her whole body overcome with the sensation and still I could see by her chipmunk cheeks she again had obeyed. Her nipples now were pushed down into the pool by the weight of my thrusts and she lifted her head up for one final second to show me the urine and a pathetic gargle.”Swallow it!” I said, nearing my finish.My sister gulped it down. I grabbed her by the head, now her whole body except the top of her ass was in the pool of urine and come as I finish my last thrust. I let my come fill my little sister’s pussy as I held still, too sensitive to do anything but shoot quickly inside of her. I could feel the warm come filling inside of her, breeding my little sister for the first time anyone had ever used her in such a way.I couldn’t hold her long, because in that moment immediately after orgasm, my desire to relieve what I had been holding in all day finally over took me. As I let her body relax, I started to piss all over my sister’s ass, hitting the beautiful creampie as it start to leak out from her glistening lips. Becky still kept her head under water and I suddenly wondered how long I had kept her underneath. She took a deep gasp and breathed loudly.”I came!” She said.”I know.”Becky stood up, leaning heavily on me. She dripped down all the fluids of the evening. I looked between her legs and saw my fresh cream pie dripping down into the pool.What a slut.What a sister.The party petered out. Everyone kind of came to their senses after their own orgasm, which made it kind of awkward. Becky took a shower and as we cleaned up, though I had no doubt next weekend. Most of the men would be back to do it again.Only Heather stayed after everyone else had left. She put the files from the phone onto the computer and then sat down with Becky discussing her favorite parts as they both touched themselves in various parts of the video. I was still cleaning up the mess, but I know I heard both of them orgasm.”So I’m sure you want me to send this to your email as well, it’s not just for big brother to look at? “”Yes, please!” Becky said.”Is it [email protected]?””Yes, send it there! I can’t wait to see it again.””Did you get it? “”No.””Let me send it again. “”Still nothing. What’s going on?””Let me see it,” I said.And then my face went white with horror.”What is it?” Heather asked.”You hit the autofill on my contacts…””Fuck!” They both said.”Who… who did I sent it to?” Heather asked, her voice trembling.”[email protected]…”Becky started to cry.”Brian Richards…” I answered for Heather. “Our father…”

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oIo ANAL FUCK PREPARATION oIooIo ANAL FUCK PREPARATION oIoForeplayFucking is like decorating – it’s all in the preparation. Taking the time for foreplay will make fucking much more comfortable. This can include rimming, gentle fingering, lubrication, patience and listening to each other and responding appropriately. Making sure you take the time to do these things can also help the sphincters relax and reduce the amount of pain and discomfort men experience when having anal sex.PositionsDifferent positions will be more comfortable for different couples, depending on the angle of the erection and the curvature of the penis. Any position where your knees are bent and drawn into your chest, whether you are kneeling, lying on your back or on your side, will probably lead to a more comfortable fuck, or will be a good position to start from. 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You can buy over the counter douches that usually contain ‘additions’ to help with things like constipation. Throw the additions away and rinse out the tube/bulb before you douche.Going to the toiletThere will only be shit in the anal canal if you need to take a shit. When anything goes into your arse (a cock, dildo, finger) it triggers the same in-built sensory response that occurs when you need to take a shit. This is because the anal canal is full, so the brain reacts as if the rectum is full of shit, even when it is not. Once you are used to this feeling it becomes less of a worry but it can help if illegal bahis siteleri you clear the passageways (take a dump) before having sex. Try not to force it – if you need to go, you’ll know. If you get this sensation when a cock is going in your arse, relax and remind yourself that it’s OK – your arse is full, but only with cock.Needing to pissGetting fucked can also make you feel like you need to take a piss. 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It may also be linked to the fact that poppers can relax the arse muscles making it easier for some men to get fucked, and for longer. You should never use poppers in combination with Viagra or other anti-impotence d**gs as their interaction can cause heart attacks.Ketamine is also used by some men for sex and it belongs to a class of d**gs called ‘dissociative anaesthetics’, which separate perception from sensation. Other d**gs in this category include PCP, DXM and nitrous oxide (laughing gas).Other d**gs used during sex include: GHB, ecstasy, grass/hash, coke, crack, crystal meth, Valium and Xanax.Know your limitsSetting boundaries for yourself allows you to be in control of the sex you have. If you are confident in what you are and are not prepared to do, it will be easier to stick to the sex you want and ensure that the sex is as safe as you want it to be. 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The MILF’s 20 year old college daughter’One weekend, the daughter brought a friend home to visit. She was surprisingly different to the daughter and lived in jeans and baggy T-shirts. With her glasses she looked almost nerdy but clearly wasn’t. As usual, I managed to get the daughter alone (when her friend was in the shower and the MILF was out shopping again) and after fucking told her she needed to go out so I could fuck her friend. She said the friend didn’t know I was fucking her and to keep quiet. Some time later she left the house saying to her friend she had to run an errand and would be back soon and maybe she should go out the back to do some sunbathing as the weather had suddenly warmed up. (We’d agreed that she wouldn’t return until I texted her).It was pretty warm and I was already wandering around in my swimming shorts. After a short while I pretended to think everyone was out and so dropped my shorts and wandered naked around the garden doing some odd jobs. Every now and again I would glance towards the patio to look inside the house and finally I could illegal bahis see her friend was there watching me.I started playing with my cock and wandered back towards the sun loungers on the patio and moved one so that she would be able to see me. I sat down and made to lay down until I suddenly remembered I needed something and ran quickly inside to fetch it. I was too fast for her and ‘caught’ her sat on the sofa watching me.I acted surprised and asked her what she was looking at. She stammered “The garden” and tailed off looking at my semi-hard cock. So I smiled and asked if she liked what she saw. She nodded and slowly said “Yes”. I moved closer so my cock was within touching distance… “Go on” I said, “Touch it”…She hesitated, but continued looking at my cock, and then slowly reached for it and finally her warm hand took hold of my cock. She slowly began to wank me. My cock started hardening as she did so and even more so when she cupped my balls in her other hand. As my pre-cum glistened on my shaft and her hand I said it was only fair I got to see her illegal bahis siteleri naked. After all I was stood in front of her with a hard on which she had so clearly caused.I reached down and grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it up and off over her shoulders. As I suspected this revealed a gorgeous pair of what looked like DD breasts which she immediately set free as she removed her bra. I reached down and grabbed her big nipples and rolled them between my fingers and was rewarded with a satisfying squeal as I did so. I could feel them becoming hard as I twisted and pulled them.I pushed her back onto the sofa and yanked her pants and knickers off in one go. Finally her curves were revealed and they were incredibly sexy and her ass was very inviting as I pushed her legs up and apart. I gave her clit a quick rub and tug and then pushed 2 fingers inside her. She gasped as I did so and she was a little wet so I started finger fucking her to get her nice and wet for my hard cock. With my other hand I helped her hold her legs apart as I fingered her pussy. Slowly canlı bahis siteleri she got good and wet and soon I could hear some hot squelching noises.Now was the time and I pushed my cock into her wet pusssy. She didn’t resist and instead looked straight at me as I fucked her hard. I was so horny with my 3rd fuck of the day that it wasn’t going to take much to cum. So I banged her as hard and fast as I could, hearing her moans turn into loud squeals everytime my cock banged into her. I touched her clit and she exploded, cumming as I fucked her. This was too much and her contracting pussy made me jerk and cum. I pulled my cock out and finished cumming on her as her own orgasm started to taper off.I leaned down and kissed her and then walked off. I found my phone and texted Done! and got a brb and smiley face in return. She must have been waiting close by as 2 mins later she walked in and caught her friend still naked on the sofa covered in my cum and with it dripping out of her pussy. She ignored the state she was in and simply said “I didn’t know you liked nude sunbathing – see you outside shortly!”After changing into a bikini she crept into my room wanting to know the gory details. I said later, but first you can clean my cock and taste your friend, which she did so greedily.Now that was one helluva day! 🙂

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A Professional WomanA Professional Woman – Amy’s story as told to Curt BruchAs ever when the midnight hour heralds the dawn of another new year I enjoy a solitary celebration sitting in my cosy apartment, drink in hand, and reflect what has passed and speculate on the maybes to come.Whilst some may think that to have reached nearly a half century of birthdays and still be an uncommitted single without a life partner to share one’s joys and struggles is something to be pitied. Should anyone be foolish enough to say that to me then I will politely counter that there is a better way to live one’s life without taking on the burdens and responsibilities of someone who, in all probability, didn’t live up to the rosy expectations of youth. No, I need nobody’s pity for my life has turned out rather well and as time goes by I have even less cause for regrets.I graduated nearly 30 years ago with a first in Business Studies and then gained my Masters shortly thereafter. My adolescent dream was to go into medicine but maybe I was not as smart as I thought myself to be and so the world of business attracted my interest instead. However, my interest for medicine was not to be denied, with my studies completed and my diploma firmly held in hand I applied and succeeded in gaining a post with a London Teaching Hospital within their finance department. The experience I gained in my first proper job, spent ‘learning the ropes’, held me in good stead and I have steadily and surely improved my position over the years by moving on when I’ve accurately gauged the time to be right and to go and work for other organisations, usually with a promotion. Indeed, a measure of my standing and expertise within the world of Medical finance is that I am regularly being head-hunted by competitors and encouraged to jump ship and transfer my loyalties elsewhere. But, for the moment, I am content with my present lot as Finance Director for a prestigious Private Health Trust based in Harley Street, doing a job that entails frequent overseas travel and at the same time pays me a very agreeable salary as part of a generous package. I regard myself as being the epitome of a Professional woman.However, whilst I may have successfully climbed the ladder of professional success, life hasn’t been without its downside for living is not all about work and in the past I have had quite a few disappointments with relationships that had resulted in me being very suspicious and cautious whenever a specimen of the opposite sex has wandered into my social frame. I pointedly say ‘had’ for it has been over the past couple of years that things have radically changed and the improvement in quality of my ‘downtime’ has increased exponentially. To explain:Growing up I was no different in satisfying my needs and urges than any other teenager/student/undergraduate. The years up to and including Uni were a bit of a substance-fuelled haze and sex was frequent and rapid (sometimes I even knew the name of the boy involved) but it was never deemed satisfactory as far as I was concerned. Invariably the boy involved would fire off before I had even gotten fully aroused and if he was one who did have any staying power then either he had little idea of his way around a woman’s body and how to provide a modicum of pleasure on his journey or, worse, he had a small penis that was incapable of providing that pleasure. No, my sex life was not a great success and my experiences to date had given me no great enthusiasm to explore further. Thankfully I had a great circle of girlfriends and took much solace in my self-imposed celibacy sharing with them the injustices and inadequacies of the opposite sex. Indeed, some of the counselling sessions that I had with one or two of them introduce me to the world of Sappho but the emotions generated during those gentle couplings were not sufficiently strong enough for me to then declare myself a signed-up Lesbian; it was nice though.Over the years my workload and responsibilities increased in a satisfactory manner which was in direct contrast to any satisfaction gained from my equally increasing sex drive. I took pleasure from an increasing collection of toys, dildoes; vibrators; beads. I even invested in a ‘Magic Wand’. They all provided physical stimulation but the pleasure bestowed was nothing when compared when my comforters were used in conjunction with my other salvation, the Internet; the repository of a world of imagination and suggestion.I cannot recall how long ago it was that my trawling around this exciting world and visiting different sites led me to ones that predominately featured sex between white women and black men. Whenever, it was from that moment my interest in black cock was sparked and I increasingly sought out websites that catered for the ‘genre’ and found myself constantly aroused at the thought of being fucked by some of the magnificent specimens I was viewing on-line. My fantasies were further fuelled by my purchase of another vibrator; this time I chose to buy one that was big, long, fat and black. Oh, the times I enjoyed the company of my new black friend.It was a short hop from indulging my fantasies to deciding to investigate the real thing. Everything I had viewed on line only fed the conviction that black men were not only better endowed but from what I had seen, albeit allowing for a little artistic licence, had impressive staying power and had the potential to satisfy my needs. However, I was not going to let myself into a situation which I couldn’t control or rush into areas such as anonymous chat rooms where, who knows, what dangers might lurk. No, I would approach this endeavour with every precaution; with the same manner and cautions that I would apply to any new business in my professional life. After all, this would be a major project and I needed to minimise risk to maximise success.Having decided to go down this path the first task was to set out my requirements which was fairly straightforward; my BBC had to be attached to a similar professional or other well educated, financially comfortable person. The second task was identifying where to look.The third task on my project plan was the recognition that I was in danger of over-thinking and complicating this whole thing and I was saved from myself by developments at work which provided the solution. A major aspect of my work entailed the management of foreign customers, companies mainly, who had contracts for private healthcare so that any required medical treatments for their employees could be carried out in UK clinics. For years the business focus had been primarily on the Middle East and the rich Gulf states and although I often had to travel to the likes of Dubai and Abu Dhabi to promote my company I found little attraction in the individuals I met mainly due to their misogynistic cultural attitudes towards women. However, things for me turned around when West African states began to be added to our customer base and I began to interact with executives from Ghanaian and Nigerian companies. What a refreshing difference in their approach and it took but a few visits for me to become comfortable and familiar to be in the company of these charming black men.It was on a visit to Lagos to meet with a private hospital that my world changed. I was there to finalise a contract that would provide teaching facilities in UK for their interns and I was introduced to Charles, a doctor who would be the first ‘student’ to attend a post-graduate specialist course. He was a handsome and well educated man and after the meeting ended he invited me to celebrate the success of closing the deal by going out to dinner. I was staying at a five star hotel which had a restaurant and night club and when he suggested we celebrate there I happily accepted silently pleased at not having to venture too far from the comfort of the hotel. We had an evening of dining, pleasant conversation (deliberately not about work) intermingled with a little dancing. It was when we danced and he held me close that I could feel that he most definitely had other things in mind beyond work and dancing; his cock felt huge pressed against me. It was then I recognised that the time had come and I knew from the way Charles had been flirting the whole evening long that we would finalise our celebrations in my room and I would be introduced to my first black cock.We left the restaurant and passed through the lobby under the knowing glances of waiters and reception staff and took the lift to the sixth floor and my suite. I was so eager that even before the room door had clicked shut I was reaching a hand behind me to find the zip on my cocktail dress. Charles straightaway helped and I felt his hand pull the zip down and with a shuck of my shoulders the dress fell to the floor and I stepped out, turned and almost fell into his arms. No words were spoken as we kissed and embraced as we somehow shuffled our way toward the bed. I felt the edge of the bed behind my knees and I sat down and with unladylike haste I tore at his belt and loosened his trousers. He politely stood there as I fumbled with the fastenings but being the perfect gentleman he assisted me with the task and within a few seconds his trousers fell to his ankles and I was treated to the promise of something magically as I was confronted by a protrusion tenting his white boxer shorts. I looked up and held his gaze as I pulled at the waistband of his shorts but feeling resistance to my efforts returned my focus to find his swollen cock was somewhat trapped by his underwear! A little more concentration and my effort was rewarded by the sight of a penis that was everything my dreams had promised; it was thick, long and black and had a glans that could only be properly called a knob; it was a thing of beauty and was mine to worship.I lay back on the bed and pulled off my own underwear as he got shod of his shirt and, thankfully, his socks (nothing more of a turn off to me than a naked man still wearing socks!) I don’t recall we spent much time on foreplay as he knelt between my spread legs and pointed that monstrous extrusion at my vagina which I knew even without touching was sopping wet with expectation. The moment had come and I looked at him as he grasped his stiff black cock in his soft black hand and pressed forward to spread my white gaping pussy lips. It felt huge as he pushed and my fleeting thought was his size is going to take a lot of adjusting to …. but I was dedicated to the cause … and he slid straight in and I gasped as I sensed my insides being completely filled; it felt wonderful and only got better as he began to gently to rock back and forth .Our ‘celebrations’ went on far into the night and Charles was an imaginative and gentle lover who encouraged and respected me as we fucked in every conceivable position. I had countless orgasms whilst he, dear boy, seemingly had endless stamina and self-control and it was only during our final coupling that he allowed himself the pleasure of ejaculating his spunk deep inside my womb. He was still pulsing and dribbling when he slowly withdrew that magnificent black shaft all coated in our combined juices. The time came for him to go and I almost felt relieved when he took his leave. As the door closed behind him I tentatively touched my tender pussy; there was no doubt that that I had fully adjusted to the size and it was gorgeous. As I sank back quite exhausted under the bedclothes my retiring thought was I should have done this twenty years ago. ******I returned to London the following illegal bahis day and was able to report to my colleagues that my business in Lagos had been very satisfactorily concluded albeit that to them I was only referring to company issues. The conversation I had with myself was quite different for I was inwardly buzzing at the memory of the wonderful evening when I had been royally fucked in the most delightful way by a charming, well-endowed black man. All my dreams had come true and my bites of this delicious cherry had me craving for more of the same. A smile wreathed my face at the thought that Charles would soon be coming to London himself and, even though we had only just met, plans were already set for the few weeks of his stay.It was a week later when I got the call that confirmed his safe arrival. As arranged by my department he was staying at a hotel not far from the hospital where he would be doing his training. A very convenient arrangement for it was also quite close to my apartment in North London. His three weeks was spent in the most agreeable and productive fashion with him during the weekdays being totally focussed on his training and the nights and weekends being totally focussed on me. In our free-time we ‘did the sights’; went to the theatre; wined and dined in the finest restaurants but, at the end of every day, we would return to either his hotel or to my flat where we have the most delicious dessert of his gorgeous big fat black cock violating my welcoming pussy. For me lovemaking had been taken to a whole new level and I could not get enough of being attended to in such an agreeable manner. Charles was the perfect companion and the combination of his sophistication; his intelligence; his charm and consideration toward me together with that beautiful fat cock that never seemed to soften was the complete package as far as I was concerned. The thought of going back to the inferior white version just didn’t enter my mind.However, what did concern me was the reality that Charles would be returning home and I would be denied what I had come to crave. He recognised my dilemma and being the considerate person I had come to adore he proposed a solution that would compensate me for the loss of him filling my vagina with his wonderful penis; he made the naughty suggestion that I might entertain his successors who would be coming to UK for the same course that he had completed. At first I was taken aback by the scandalous idea; for heaven’s sake I might have given Charles the erroneous impression that I was an easy lay but after my blushes faded I realised the proposal was not such a silly idea. After all, I suspected that his colleagues would be of the same mould as himself and surely if I took sensible precautions I would find solace and satisfaction similar to that provided by Charles without having to expose myself unnecessarily.Charles completed his post-graduate medical degree and I accompanied him to Heathrow to see him catch his flight back to Nigeria. As we parted he confided that his priority when he returned to work was to research the fellows who would soon be coming over for the same course and to advise and confirm their suitability. How exciting. ******I had a few weeks of recovery before the next batch of post-graduates arrived in London. Charles had identified to me four of them whom he thought would fit my requirements and as agreed I, not quite surreptitiously, carried out ‘interviews’. My interviewing technique was really quite simple. As part of the arrival process when they checked in through admin at my hospital I would suggest that as part of our welcome they might by way of an introduction to London-life like to accompanying me to lunch at one of the many excellent restaurants in the area. It was not a very subtle ploy, I admit, but it did allow me the perfect opportunity to observe and confirm the ‘target’ had what it takes to be my new boyfriend. So it was that on four consecutive days I had the pleasure of a new black beau who may, or may not, have realised what the endgame was. I certainly had a lot of fun as I conducted my survey but at the end of the exhausting week it was Adewole who was my choice. He was darker-skinned than Charles but he provided everything I had come to expect; he was funny, very smart, considerate and, best of all, as I discovered on our first date his penis was an equal size, if not bigger, than Charles.Adewole’s 3 months was busy to say the least for not only did he have his course to complete but he had family connections in UK to attend to and then there was his new passion, me. We quickly settled into a routine of sorts and most evenings, once his studies for the day were complete, we would be found spending time together either in his hotel or, at weekends, staying over in my flat. It worked really well and I loved getting well taken care of by a black cock that not only never seemed to lose its erection but was attached to a toned body that just kept going and going; his stamina and imagination amazed me. We fucked and sucked in every textbook position and then some more and then just as I thought things couldn’t get any better, it did, he had recognised my awakening desire for diversity and suggested an introduction to his 20 year old brother who is attending University here in UK. I was unsure at first how to proceed given here I was, a mature lady approaching her 50th birthday and was now being encouraged to engage with a boy just out of his teens. But Adewole was insistent that his younger sibling was a nice fellow and would provide the variety he suspected I was looking for, or, as he put it, broaden my scope. It was the weekend after the suggestion was made that Edem, his brother, came to London to meet up with Adewole and I joined them for a night out. My first impression was that he was cute but I wasn’t sure if I could see myself spending intimate moments with him. However, first impressions are not all they are cracked up to be and as the weekend progressed and I spent more time in their company I came to appreciate Edem that despite his relative youth had the same easy charm and gentleness that I had come to appreciate about these black African men and it was the following weekend that I eventually got together with the brother. After another night of fun on the town we returned to my apartment and it was clear from all the signals that this was the moment when I would, as Adewole put it, be broadening my horizons. However, I could sense that Edem was a little shy and embarrassed at the prospect of what I hoped would be the outcome and I had a discrete word with Adewole and made it clear that I would not be participating in any group sex or mini gang-bang or such. Adewole had previously hinted that he had hoped he might have been able to join in or, at the least, watch but being the perfect gentleman quite understood my concerns and after a couple of drinks made his excuses and left the two of us alone.The evening didn’t quite go as I had envisaged. Edem was nervous as a kitten and I had to constantly reassure him that I was so pleased to be alone in his company and that I really wanted to feel him in every way. My soothing talk and, dare I call it, dominant manner had him naked in next to no time and I was delighted to see as I pulled his pants down that he had a cock that although not yet fully erect was almost as big as his brother’s. It took me just a few touches and strokes of this magnificent ebony organ to arouse it into a formidable shaft and I leant down and licked the shiny plum that was straining to escape from his foreskin. I don’t think that he had ever been treated in such a fashion before and his excitement was palpable as I softly grasped the beautiful cock and pulled the restraining sheath down to fully expose his knob. My heart gave a flip as he pushed forward and encouraged me to open my wet mouth growling in a whisper, “suck it; go on, suck it.”I really didn’t need him to ask for that’s exactly what I had in mind, to take him and give him an introductory blow job. I opened my mouth as wide as possible to encompass this magnificent black sweetmeat and it seemed to take but a few seconds of sucking and stroking before I felt him begin to jerk and shudder and my mouth was flooded with his premature ejaculation. I continued sucking and did my best to swallow his early gift but the young virile boy seemed to have an endless supply and at the risk of gagging I lifted off and as his pulsing cock emerged from my mouth he was still spurting his orgasm over my face. He began to apologise but I looked up at him and smiled my approval and licked my lips before moving to give him a kiss. I then whispered that, ‘it was his turn’, and pulled him down and held his head and guided him to my pussy. He needed no further instruction and he instinctively began to lick and probe with both his tongue and his fingers to give me two delicious orgasms. I squealed and sighed in response and my reaction of him so pleasuring me clearly delighted him and I found that to be so endearing. I lifted my head from the pillow as he knelt back between my spread legs to see his face covered with both a huge smile and my juices. I smiled back and was pleased to see that his cock was once again fully erect and dribbling pre-cum onto the bedclothes. He needed no directions from me and I held out my arms and pulling him toward me he instinctively slid his stiff black shiny penis straight into my welcoming pussy. I couldn’t help myself and gave a yelp as he thrust his full length inside me and I felt his balls press against my bum but it was a cry of pleasure, not of pain or surprise. I held him around the waist and hugged him and whispered encouragements in his ear. I’m not sure whether anything I was saying made sense but after a few moments of laying still inside me he began to properly fuck and the feeling of his stiff cock filling me so completely as he moved back and forth quickly bought me to yet another orgasm. I squeezed my legs together to increase the friction and that was enough for him to once again to begin spurting and pulsing his hot semen into me as another premature ejaculation overtook him. Oh, the delights of the vigour of youth.Edem collapsed on top of me his chest heaving as he gasped for breath. Clearly all this intimate bedroom activity was a new experience for him and once he had regained the power of speech he apologised for his shortcomings and said he hoped I wasn’t disappointed in his performance.Silly boy, I was delighted and charmed and told him so. I told him that we had the whole weekend for him to refine his technique and assured him that the more we fucked then the longer he would last. The next 48 hours were spent putting my theories to the test.Sunday evening and an exhausted and contented Edem left to go back to his university leaving an equally exhausted and contented me to get my breath back and ready for the week ahead.It was the following day that Adewole reappeared and I thanked him for his discretion in leaving me alone with his brother. He smiled and said that it was the least he could do for me knowing that I might not be ready to be quite so open with sharing my treasures in company. However, this was said in a jokey manner for he said he had other news that might make me change my mind. I already knew he had other family and he shared the news that his older brother, a lawyer, will be visiting London shortly from Nigeria. Adewole had previously shared family pictures with me and I had seen illegal bahis siteleri both video and some pictures which showed his brother to be a big man in every dimension but in a good way for he is very sporty (apparently he plays amateur American Football). I had already made admiring comments about him so Adewole sensed, correctly, that I might like to make him ‘feel welcome’. I agreed but, again, only on a solo basis.******The older brother was just delicious. He was a size up on Adewole who is 10 inches when erect and I was open-mouthed with trepidation when I saw what he was offering and really thought I would not be able to handle it. It was on the third day of his visits before I could fully accommodate him. I felt very proud of myself. He was only in London for the week and I felt duty-bound to give him my best so that he would have something good to remember of his visit for I knew that he was having a rough time with whatever business it was that he was here to deal with. However, it would be dishonest of me to say that it was only his interests I had at heart for once I had become accustomed of being impaled by this delicious monster I was constantly wet with the anticipation of his next visit.I was most disappointed when the time came for him to return home.******After Big Brother had returned to Nigeria it was back to what had become my ‘new normal’ of dating Adewole. He had obviously shared notes with his brother and had no need to ask if I had enjoyed his brother’s company for my smile at the mention of his name spoke volumes.But nothing stays the same and there was a new development in my life when Adewole invited me to lunch with him. He said that his younger brother Edem was going to be in town with a friend from university and Adewole knowing my newly developed interests suggested it would be a good opportunity to meet yet another candidate to be assessed for entry in my little black book. We three went out to lunch where I was introduced to the friend who is Ghanaian. My first impression was that he looked cute but for my purposes cuteness isn’t a qualification and it doesn’t follow it will be enough to get him some action. In the event we had a pleasant enough time over the meal table but I sensed that the ‘friend’ had only come along on the London visit as an opportunity to have a look around of a place that he had only read about. Certainly there was no interest shown in me or sparks struck with the Ghanaian friend so clearly nothing was going to happen with him. We parted as friends on the restaurant steps where Edem made it very clear he would be accompanying me and that the friend could go off and make his own way to go do whatever he wanted elsewhere. ‘How rude,’ I thought but was relieved at the outcome for the friend really was quite dull and I hadn’t relished the thought of spending any more time in his company when the alternative was so much more exciting.We said our goodbyes and Ghanaian and Adewole went one way (Adewole had to return to work) and Edem and I went the other which took us via a couple of stops on the underground to my flat. Once the front door closed behind us we went straight through to my bedroom and in next to no time were laying naked in my bed and I was reintroduced to that lovely fat black cock which Edem has learnt so well under my guidance to give me delicious satisfaction.We spent the rest of the rest of the afternoon reminding ourselves of the joys that comes from slipping a thick black cock into an accommodating white pussy. We must have fucked in every position and I lost count of the orgasms this dear boy gave me. For his part it was clear that his favourite position is doggy and he loved to bury himself deep inside me, stay still while he fondled and stroked my clit and nipples. I delighted to feel his hands on me so and as I felt my orgasm approaching I would clamp and squeeze on him the effect of which would then be enough for him to explode his orgasm deep inside me. Different but delicious. ******Once again I had to face the reality of my boyfriend leaving me to go home after having completing his course but I was unconcerned for although I had become very fond of Adewole it was never a romantic attachment and I regarded the parting as being part of a cycle that is set to be repeating itself. Before he left for home he confirmed that there are six Medics from his hospital coming this year to take the post grad course in London. Adewole, like Charles before him, knew the people involved and knowing my preferences has identified three of these as fitting the profile for ‘interview’ and as soon as they have arrived in the UK these will commence shortly. I was very excited at the prospect. The new batch arrived before Adewole had left and he graciously stepped aside as I made my introductions to the selected three and, as with my previous candidates, initiated my three stage interview technique. Firstly there is lunch at a restaurant (1 failed); secondly, a quickie at their place (no fails); finally, a sleepover at mine (no fails). The guy who made it through, Gayle, did so on my measures of stamina, girth and charm. He will take over as boyfriend this weekend after I have said my goodbyes to Adewole. I was looking forward to the new boy but was sad at the thought of saying goodbye to Adewole who flew back to Nigeria on the Friday. However, my sadness didn’t last long for my new boyfriend worked out really well. He just amazes me with his stamina. Gayle could seemingly go for ages, give me orgasm after orgasm, cum and then 15 minutes later he is ready to go again! It was amazing.It seems to be a thing with these Nigerian fellows that although their homeland is far away they all seem to have a close affinity to England in one way or another. Adewole had family and university connections which made him very familiar with being here; Gayle likewise has a connection inasmuch as his older brother, a member of the Nigerian Armed Forces, is in the UK on a secondment to Sandhurst, the British Military Academy. He has asked, very nicely, if I would like to go with his brother but I have not agreed …. Yet. ******I eventually met the elder brother. He is an officer in the Nigerian Army and in the UK for a training course with the British Army. Gayle invited him to join us for a weekend of socialising and I was taken with his natural air of authority and slightly menacing undertone; very stimulating. To him, there was no question that we would go to bed and I was in no mood to refuse his advances and suggestions. It happened three days after we first met and what a different experience it was. I had no doubts that he would be well-equipped for the task ahead and I wasn’t disappointed. He undressed himself and I almost found myself purring when I saw his body, all toned muscles with not an ounce of fat to be seen. Clearly he was serious about fitness. However, my silent purr turned into an equally silent growl when he pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts to reveal a penis the size of a small baseball bat and just as smooth and rigid! Oh my, was I looking forward to having that invading me. Keeping with the sporting analogy, he used his equipment as if he was conducting an anaerobic work out; our lovemaking was seemingly a series of exercises and he was not going to cum until he had worked up a good sweat. That took just under an hour during which time I was tossed and turned in every position as he thrust into my poor pussy without any pause or mercy. I lost count of the orgasms which constantly flowed over me, it was delicious. Gayle was quite understanding when I declined his advances after his brother had returned to Sandhurst. I was out of action for three days but it was worth it. ******With my significant birthday approaching a decision was made to go and make merry in the warmth and excitement of Barbados. Despite my new found passion for Black cock I had never in all the time I was being so well taken of deserted my girlfriends and it was natural that I would want to share my celebrations with them. So it was that we flew out of Gatwick on a cold and wintery November morning and began our party with Champagne and all the other good stuff that Business Class can provide. I was advised to seat myself on the left hand side of the cabin so that I would get the earliest possible view of the island as we approached to land. It was a delight to see as we banked around to land and I thought that my holiday was beginning in the best possible way. It was only to get better.There was never any question as to where we would be staying given the significance of my becoming a whole fifty years old and I acted as if I was to the manor born when our taxi swooped through the entrance way into the Sandy Lane hotel on the West coast. A luxury resort with every consideration provided with discretion as a top priority. I knew that I was going to enjoy my week here.And so it proved for the beach was magnificent; the climate a perfect mix of sunshine and fluffy white clouds (with an occasional warm rain shower); amazing foods; endless supply of cocktails and, best of all, available young black men who were very keen to provide and indulge me in my passion. After acclimatising to the new time zone (which was an easy task when you have a rum cocktail to hand) our week morphed into a mix of laying out on sunbeds; flirting with the staff; going out to eat (or staying in, as the fancy took us) and invariably sometime throughout the day getting up close and personal with another black cock. We were spoilt for choice and I thought myself to be in some kind of heaven as yet another keen young man accepted my invite to come to my room.Can I remember anyone in particular? The better question might be, how can I forget, for one day there was a reception being held in the hotel for local captains of businesses. The management were very clear that we ladies were more than welcome to join the party. Indeed, they were insistent as they wanted to balance the sexes and make the affair a more social gathering. Seeing the spread of foods and the elegant looking men we didn’t need to be asked twice.The party itself was a fairly dull event with most of the men being more interested in swopping tales of the trials and tribulations of conducting business on this laid-back island rather than in chatting up the female company that was readily available. Save for the man that had made eye-contact with me early on and who was clearly as bored as me with the proceedings. He gradually made his way from across the room exchanging remarks with colleagues as he did so until he was at my side and looking at me in thinly disguised admiration said he was ‘something to do with property management and what did I do?’ We both knew that topic of conversation was of no interest whatever and after making a little more small talk our attentions turned to outright flirting; so much more interesting. We endured the company for as long as the formal part of the event allowed and then on his whispered suggestion I followed him out to the car park where we got into his car. He introduced himself as Caley and said we would take a ride to his house where he would show me a better time that the talking shop at the hotel had provided. I told him I was all for that and, by the way, my name is Amy. He smiled and patted my leg knowingly. Before he started up he reached into the glove compartment and extracted a cigarette case from which he offered me an unmistakable home-rolled spliff. Oh my goodness, canlı bahis siteleri how many years had it been since I had pulled on one of those? Oh well, I’m on holiday and why not?I lit up and dragged on the sweet smoke and instantly I was transported back to those hazy days of my youth. As I felt the beginnings of the hit we drove out and headed toward Bridgetown.We continued on through Bridgetown and turned along the southern coast road that took us through the more cosmopolitan areas of the island. We passed by places that I had heard of, Accra beach; Worthing; St. Lawrence and ’The Gap’ and I was delighted at the glimpses of beaches and the little huts and Rum Shacks that crossed my gaze. All too soon we reached the outskirts of Oistins where we turned off the main road into a side street populated by a few houses stood. He pulled into a driveway of a nice looking villa and being the perfect gentleman he hopped out and opened my door and bade me to follow him. I was already tingling with anticipation at what I knew was going to be my fate. I’m not sure what expression I had on my face when we entered the sitting room and he introduced me to his wife!CherieAnn was seated in a wheelchair and she held out her hand to take mine in greeting. I was a little flustered I must admit but, being the professional person I believe myself to be, hoped it didn’t show. Caley meantime was already pulling at his clothes and making himself comfortable which I thought to be a little odd. Wearing only his underpants he went to the kitchen and without asking poured drinks which he then bought back to us where I sat in awkward silence. CherieAnn accepted hers and held up the glass to salute us both with a cheery ‘cheers’ and my reserve was broken.Caley sat beside me on the couch and putting his drink to one side turned and gave me a warm embrace. I was startled and wondered whatever was going on; what’s this all about. I glanced at his wife who was looking at us and clearly quite relaxed about her husband openly fondling another woman. Caley slid his hand beneath my blouse and I felt his hand give my breast a soft squeeze. Oh my, this was getting really weird, I thought but given there were no sounds of protest I decided to just enjoy the attention and, hmm, yes it did feel nice. Encouraged by his attentions I undid the buttons and allowed him unfettered access to my tits which were partially covered by my best lacey half cup bra. Oh my, did that do the trick. He leaned down and began to kiss and lick at my heaving chest. Oh goodness, this really is getting odd I thought as once again looked across toward CherieAnn. She still remained passive in her wheelchair other than she had slipped her own hand inside her top and was clearly massaging her own breast in time with her husband’s pace.I sat back and abandoned myself to Caley’s attentions. He didn’t need any instructions on what pleased me and I sighed in appreciation of his lips and tongue brushing over my breasts. I reached behind me and unsnapped the clasp of my bra and my pleasure went up another level as he then focussed on my erect nipples flicking and nipping them in the most delightful fashion. I squirmed in appreciation and my hand fell to come to rest on lap or, rather, on the tented protrusion of his shorts. Oh my goodness, ‘what do we have here’ was my fleeting thought. I didn’t have to ponder for long; he lifted his butt from the seat and pulled off this last remaining piece of clothing to reveal a gorgeous stiff black cock that was already oozing pre-cum from a shiny purple glans. Just my kind of treat; I returned my hand and gave him an approving squeeze before getting to my knees and getting more personal.Like every black man who had been entered into my little black book he was well-endowed to the point of being ridiculous. Long; thick, veiny and topped by a bulbous knob that just begged to be sucked … which is what I did next. He lay back and let me have my way. I completely ignored the reality that behind me I had his wife looking on as I lowered my head to take him into my welcoming mouth. He groaned his approval and put his hand behind my head and softly stroked my hair as I began to bob up and down. Behind me I heard CherieAnn’s encouragement of, ‘hmm, that looks nice’.I grasped him (with some difficulty given he was so thick and fat) and continued to suck and lick at his lovely warm penis which was filling my wet mouth. Occasionally I would feel him give a little jerk as I scrapped his cock with my teeth; clearly he found that very stimulating and enjoyable. Now oblivious to anything but my enjoyment I reached down with my free hand and eased the gusset of my panties to one side and slid first one, then two fingers inside my sopping vagina. It had been a long time since I felt the need to masturbate but this whole scenario had me so horny I could hardly contain myself. We got into some kind of rhythm and I felt myself to beginning to react to my own administrations as my first climax began to build. Caley likewise began to show signs that his own crisis was approaching and as he twitched up and down I had difficulty holding him in my mouth. Suddenly he pulled out and with me still holding and wanking his delicious cock my face was sprayed in a powerful ejaculation of his spunk. The spurts just kept coming and somewhere in between I was absorbed by my own orgasm and I felt my fingers being flooded with my hot sticky juices. I fell to one side in a giggling heap as I tried to gain both my breath and to use the back of my hand to wipe away the semen that covered my eyes and face.I leaned back against the edge of the sofa and gladly accepted Caley’s offer of a tissue to wipe off the mess that sullied my face. It was as I regained the gift of sight that I then heard voices behind me and I turned to see that we had been joined by someone else. It was a young man and I was a little confused as he was seemingly oblivious of my position of being sat on the floor with my legs apart and displaying very wet underwear as he leaned over and gave CherieAnn a kiss on her cheek.Caley gave a laugh and called him over and introduced the boy as his son, Jerome. The young man whom I guessed to be in his late teens, maybe early 20s, held out his hand and shook mine as I thought what a ridiculous situation to be in and was this really happening; his father half naked slumped on the sofa with his softening cock still dribbling cum onto his groin; his mother seated in a wheelchair with much of her breasts exposed for us all to see and me lying on the floor in a most unladylike position. What the hell was going on?Caley pulled me to feet and said by way of explanation something to the effect of, “We are a pretty relaxed household here. CherieAnn since her accident can’t walk or do much else below the waist and she likes to see me enjoy myself as she can’t…” He must have seen my continuing look of confusion and interpreted that as being directed towards the presence of Jerome, his son. “.. and she likes to see her son being a man.”This was bonkers but seemingly it was only me that had that thought for the three of them were smiling at the potted explanation and CherieAnn concurred with a “It’s good and fine Honey. Everything is cool here. Lay back and enjoy yourself,” or something to that effect.I sat back on the sofa alongside Caley. He leaned over and once again gave me an embrace which I responded to by kissing him back with the evidence of his cum still coating my face. I felt his hand drop to my thigh as we continued to invade each other’s mouths with our tongues and it took him no time at all to find my pussy and to stroke his hand up and down my very wet labia. I responded by opening my legs wider and was rewarded by the feeling of his fingers slipping easily into my cunt (yes, I have to call it that for although I am normally a lady of good taste and refinement at that moment the combination of having consumed too many Rum Punches together with the effect of the weed I had smoked seemed to have turned me into some kind of slut). I was his to do what he wanted and what he wanted was for me to be fucked by Jerome.Jerome clearly knew what was expected of him and had already slipped off his shorts and was standing in front of us with an impressive looking erection which he was slowly stroking. I’m guessing that the sight of his father with his hand slipping in and out of my gaping pussy was not an unusual occurrence and that I was most probably yet another willing female that had bought to the house for their gratification. Caley saw that his son was properly equipped and he moved away from me and beckoned him with a nod. Jerome needed no further invitation and he stepped between my legs and knelt down so that the bulbous head of his lovely stiff cock was positioned between the lips of my pussy which I was obligingly holding apart. With no further ceremony he thrust forward and slipped that delightful weapon into me so that once again I was filled with pleasure and joy. He grunted his satisfaction as he felt my warmth grip him; his mother added her approval with a muttered, ‘good boy, fuck her good’.And fuck me good he did with all the vigour of youth that is so impressive and enjoyable. I abandoned myself to his thrusting and was rewarded with a continuous stream of orgasms which I announced with squeals and sighs. Caley added to my enjoyment by fondling and kissing my breasts whilst at the same time stroking his cock which responded and was once again at full strength. How long we fucked, I have no idea, but it was clear that Jerome was nearing his peak and with a cry he suddenly pulled out and moved up onto the sofa and shoved his shiny wet cock in front of my face inviting me to take him in my mouth. I had hardly time to part my lips before he began to cum profusely and once again I felt the hot streams of a man’s spunk splatter my face. I squealed in response but it was not in protest for I really wanted to take him so. He sank back on the seat and I turned and knelt on the sofa alongside him and took his engorged cock into my mouth and began to prolong his pleasure by giving him the best blow job my weed-fuddled head could provide. He was still spurting and dribbling out his cum as I felt movement behind me and was soon feeling my own gratification as Caley slid his stiff black cock into me and started to doggy fuck me in the most delightful fashion. What a surreal scene we must have made. The father fucking a woman who was sucking his son whilst observing it all with approval his wife who was sitting openly masturbating as she caressed her bare breasts.How long we spent, I have no idea but it was dark as Caley drove me back to Sandy Lane exhausted and extremely satisfied with what had been a satisfactory way to end my holiday. We said our goodbyes and I made my way back to my room where I shared a little of what had happened with my girlfriends; not everything, mind, but just enough to answer their queries as to whether I had enjoyed myself.******Such were the thoughts and reminiscences that passed through my mind when, as I said at the beginning of this tale, I sat with my celebratory drink in my flat and saw the arrival of the New Year. It had been quite a ride and I was still very much the person I endeavoured to be albeit that I had after a frenetic 12 months plenty more memories to add to my experience and, more importantly, to my little black book.Gayle is due back from spending Christmas and the New Year with his family in Nigeria next week and I will then be able to resume what has now become my new ‘normal’ of having regular black cock provided by a well endowed gentleman. Yes, it has all turned out rather well but then why wouldn’t it for I am, if nothing else, a professional woman.******

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Misti’s Adventures Part 8The next morning, Misti heard a knock at her back door. She turned off the exercise video, and, naked, as usual went to see who it might be. She looked out the patio door, and saw Carol standing there. She opened the door and Carol told her, “Sharon and I are going to go do some shopping. She has gone next door to ask Mary, and I came to get you. We wanted to go out for a little hen party, and wanted you to go with us. We are going to do our shopping, eat brunch, and maybe get something to drink. How about it? Wanna come? It’ll be fun.” Misti had a slightly puzzled look on her face. “I don’t know, she answered. “How long would we be gone?” Carol giggled, “Long enough to cook something up to pull on the guys. You know, something sexy.” It was Misti’s turn to giggle. “After yesterday, and last night, I don’t think we will have any problems getting them turned on. After you all left last night, Michael screwed me two more times. I didn’t think he would be up to it, but he nearly wore me out.” Sharon’s eyebrow raised a bit, and she replied, “They must have taken something. Dave nailed Sharon once, and me twice after we got home. We were all so wore out, we didn’t even go to bed. We slept in the living room floor.”Misti thought about it for a bare second, and asked, “What should I wear?” Carol, giggling again, replied, “Something a little bit sexy. We want to be able to try on clothes without much trouble, and it might be fun to see how many guys follow us around trying to get a peek at the goodies. Who knows? There might even be someone we want to do more than look.”Misti,told her to come on into the bedroom and help her pick something out. They went in and Misti didn’t even open the closet door, instead, going to a large chest-of-drawers, and putting out several items. Carol noticed right away that there were NO panties or bras.The first thing Misti tried was a halter top. It just barely covered her breasts, but DIDN”T hide anything. Her nipples and aureola were in plain view. illegal bahis As nice as it looked on her, Carol observed that it might cause them to get arrested. Misti tossed it aside and chose one more that covered, barely, a bit more skin, and was a bit less revealing, even though her nipples were STILL in plain sight. Sharon nodded her approval and stated, “I wish my knockers were as pretty as yours. I haven’t seen tits THAT nice, ever before.” It was Misti’s turn to be amazed. “What are you talking about, Carol? YOU have unbelievably beautiful boobs. Not a bit of sag, they stand up like they were molded, and your nipples are mouthwatering. Anybody who didn’t love looking and tasting THEM would have to be crazy, or gay. Carol looked down, slightly shaking her head. “I always thought they were too little, and just didn’t look right. Misti told her, “I saw all the guys last night jumping your bones, and EVERY one of them, the FIRST thing they did was start sucking your nips, and kissing your breasts.” You have a fantastic rack. Don’t fool yourself.”This settled, Misti started trying on a variety of shorts and micro-skirts. She finally settled on a denim skirt that stopped only 2 inches below her crotch. She stood up and turned to give Carol a chance to inspect her. Carol smiled and told her, “If I were a guy, I would throw you on the bed and fuck you until I had a heart attack, or you screamed for mercy. Now let’s go find something for me to wear. I don’t want to be the ugly duckling.”They went over to Carol’s house, and found Mary and Sharon in the living room waiting for them. Both beamed up at the sight of how Misti was dressed. Mary clucked her tongue and told her, “If I hadn’t already seen you naked, I would think an angel was standing in here with us. GOOD LORD, GIRL!!! Wearing clothes like that would be a sure-fire way to get bred up an alley somewhere. You ain’t hidin’ nothin’!!!” MIsti had to laugh at her. “Blame Carol! She said she wanted to see if we were followed, today.” Carol looked illegal bahis siteleri at them and said, Let me go upstairs and get changed.” Mary asked if she needed someone to supervise, and off they went. Misti waited until they had gone before she asked Sharon, “Does Carol have a problem with how she looks? She was sounding like she has self-doubts over at the house.” Sharon glanced up and told her that she had almost always felt like she was not as attractive as other girls, ever since she was in her early teens. There had been a couple of boys that they were in school with, borderline bullies, that thought the way to get into Carol’s panties was to tease her about how she looked. Especially the size of her boobs, and her height. They made her super self-conscious. She had gotten a little better after Dave had popped her cherry, but, when she saw someone with an especially nice body, it came out, again. Misti related their conversation, and Sharon shook her head. “I don’t have ANY doubts about how I look, but, next to you, I feel like someone’s ugly k** brother. You are what the boys call an eye-popper. Built like a brick shit-house.” She told Misti.”For a long time, 5 or 6 years, she fucked anyone who smiled at her. She would see boys looking at her, and she would go over and ask them if they wanted some pussy. They would always say yes, and she would go outside and let them fuck her, No matter how many there were, or how many times they wanted to do her. She never told them “NO.” She finally straightened out a bit, but, she is still a borderline nympho.”Sharon looked up at the stairs, and told Misti, “We can talk some more later. Here they come.” Mary was beaming a HUGE smile, and voiced a fanfare. “TA DAH!!! Here she comes. Mrs. Heart-breaker.” Carol stepped into sight. She was wearing a pink mini-skirt, slightly longer than Misti’s, and a pale-blue top. It was shear enough to see her nipples plainly, and the outline of the rest of her boobs. She was a knock-out! She had brushed canlı bahis siteleri her hair until it shined like new copper. Her tan skin made a VERY lovely sight. They all agreed that she had the prettiest legs of all, hands down.Mary had volunteered her Volvo station wagon for them to go in. There was plenty of room for them AND anything they bought, but, just in case, she had a carrier on the roof. Since Misti knew where they could find the best things, she sat up front with Mary. Sharon sat behind her, and Carol sat behind Mary on the driver’s side. As Carol was getting in, they all noticed that she, also, had left her panties behind. Mary had worn a khaki skirt that stopped about 4 inches above her knees, and a white blouse. Thin enough that it showed her nipples, but, substantial enough to hide the rest. She admitted that SHE had foregone panties, too. Sharon had worn a pair of VERY short shorts, and a T-shirt with the caption, “FRESH MILK” printed on it. They were out for a very good time.They went to many stores that morning, and had decided to stop at a place where they served some of the best hamburgers to be found, and some of the most delicious fries any of them had EVER tasted, and with a large soft-drink each, were sitting in a booth, acting like a bunch of teen-age girls playing hooky. Other customers looked over at them, enjoying the way they were talking and laughing among themselves. Many, if not most of the male customers took a good long look at the breasts of them all, and wondered what it would be like to have a mouthful of THAT. Their legs got almost as much attention. Several times, Misti or Carol would shift around as if to get more comfortable, and would give the admirer a quick glimpse of what was UNDER the skirt. Carol had trimmed her pubies in the shape of a heart, and Misti had just enough hair to see. Many of the men choked when confronted with a look. More than one had thought about asking one or the other of them out, but had not done it. Carol had been looking at one man. A truck driver by the look of him, but had decided not to make the first move. It was not the right time. Besides, she had been fucked nearly bow-legged the day, and night, before. She WOULD make a point of remembering this place, though.

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