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My Aunties pantiesIt all started one day when my mum got a call for me to babysit. Me being a guy gave me little desire to babysit, but what did was who I would be babysitting for. The request came from my aunt(by marriage), and it was to watch my dickhead cousins. My aunt was a MILF for sure. I had just found that girls made me hard, and boy did my aunt ever, shit almost made me cum in my pants just loo kin at her. She was a petite little blond. I would say 5’4 90 pounds, small perky tits, and a tight little bottom. So as my mom was giving me the details all i could think about was my aunts nice ass as she did her aerobics and before my mum could finish i said, “YES!!!”.Three days had gone by and all i could think about was seeing my aunts perfect body. Every night I laid awake pleasuring myself to the thought of her nude body. As luck would have it she had an emergency at work and had to leave town for a night, so i got to babysit early. When i was done with school that day i hurried home as fast as i could and got ready for my aunt to pick me up. It seemed like illegal bahis an eternity before she got there, but she made it none the less. As we ride to her house i cant help but look at her, shes in a skirt with black stockings and a jacket to go with it, the ride is torture to my teenage meat as is tries to bulge out of my pants.After a 15 minute ride we finally arrive ate her house, she informs me the k**s wont be out of school for a bit and that shes going to clean up and leave, so i was to wait for them. In the meantime i headed to the basement and made myself at home. I sat down on the couch to watch some TV when all of a sudden i hear the shower start up. I could barely stand it sitting there hearing, when i would have given anything to be assisting. So i pull out my cock and start rubbing it while picturing the water roll off my aunts tight body, her hands rubbing and washing her perky little tits. Just as i was about to come i heard the garage door open upstairs, it was my cousins. I put my junk back in my pants and went back to watching t.v. right as the illegal bahis siteleri little assholes got downstairs.They asked me where their mom was, and i told them she was getting ready to leave then they ran off saying something about getting permission. I go back to watching t.v. for a while then i am blessed with the sight of my aunt all made up and ready to go. She informs me the boys had gone over to a friends house so it wouldn’t be too taxing on me and with that she gave me my moneys and left.The time i had been waiting for had finally arrived i was alone in the house, free to snoop about as i pleased. I started off in my aunts room off course hitting up the clothes dresser first. It was a gold mind, dozens of beautiful panties. There were thongs, bikini, briefs, and my favorite boy shorts. I went through them all, feeling them , smelling them, but that wasn’t enough i needed more. I widened my search and ended up in her bathroom where i found the mother-load of dirty panties in her hamper. I had 4 pairs to choose from 2 thongs, a boy-short and canlı bahis siteleri some satin bikini briefs. I picked up a thong and put it to my nose, the aroma was wonderful, my hardon was starting to grow now. i grabbed the other thong and put it up to my nose as i pulled out my dick. I started stroking my dick while taking in the aroma of my aunts sweet pussy, wishing she was bouncing up and down on my dick. I put the thongs panties on my face like a surgeons mask as i grabbed the other pairs. I wrapped the satin pair around my dick as i stroked it, the smooth fabric felt so good on my shaft, as i pictured it going in and out of my aunt. tickling the tip. As i handled the boyshorts more i found a wet spot, which almost made me cum right there. I thought to myself these must be the ones she changed out of. Ive got the thongs on my face, as i picture my aunt grinding her pussy on it, while I’m beating it with the satin panties almost ready to orgasm so i get some toilet paper then put the wet spot of the panties in my mouth. The spot was soaking wet and i sucked a good amount of my aunts girl goo off them till i blew my load all into the toilet paper. i got my self cleaned up and put everything back in its proper place, and as i was doing so i found this long shiny thing…..but that’s for another story

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Brother and Sister remember childhood games.IntroductionIt has been a very strange year, but exciting at the same time. Really a complete turn around from last year. I am in my third year of college, and had to move back home. The circumstances that led to this included my roommate disappearing one weekend and leaving me with rent and all bills. I replaced him but with a roomie who wanted nothing to do with me. Then my best girlfriend from high school fell in love with some guy from Chicago, they got married and moved away. I ended up dating my roommate-who-disappeared’s girlfriend, and when he came back she went back to him. Needless to say he ceased being my roommate or my friend. So in about a month I lost my roommate, my best friend and my girlfriend. Did I mention that school is very stressful and I have a shit job. I needed to be in a ‘safe’ environment. I needed to save some money, and like all good twenty something’s I moved back home for awhile. This also allowed me to quit my job.My parents are semi retired and are gone most of the winter, and really most of the time. They have a big house which is a long way from school, but I can take the bus or drive and the cost is way less than trying to maintain an apartment. Then there is my sister. She is one year younger than me but two years behind me in school and she never left home. She was always one of those people who was very into herself, very sensitive, just very cautious in relationships and with strangers. She took a year off from school, basically just laid around the house, before starting at the same college as me. This meant that in addition to saving money on living expenses we would probably save money commuting as well – maybe.I always got along with my sister, and really we were falling into an exactly similar state of affairs that occurred to us once before, but when I was about ten and she was nine. My parents moved us to a very small, isolated little town and we found ourselves having nothing in common with the k**s our age. Neither of us knew anybody nor did we really want to, and so we had only each other. This circumstance had brought us very close. We used to play every manner of games, monopoly, tickle, hide and seek, house, it was all fun, great memories. We sometimes crossed a few boundaries probably, but at the age we were it was always quite innocent, and in the absence of our parents (even then) we made up for the lack of affection in our lives with each other. Holding hands, watching tv with our arms around each other, just physically close, that sort of thing.My sister is thin, very blond, large blue eyes that can look right into you, very pretty – unusual looking. Pretty quiet if she doesn’t know you but a real talker when she does. Naive, innocent, but sarcastic. Small breasts and thin waist, long legs but not tall, very beautiful from behind. That was the setting of my home coming.When I arrived she helped me move my car load of stuff and get organized. She was very excited to have me back home. Lots of questions and wondering how long I was going to stay. It wasn’t very long that the comparison was made to ten years prior. “Just like when we lived in that horrible little town.” We reminisced a lot and it was this reminiscing that set the whole year in motion. Our many games were fondly recounted, some of which I could not remember at all. The Quarter GameThe first few weeks Laura even made me many nice dinners, and we set up a regular little family – which included mom and dad when they were there. We did our homework, had some days when we could commute to school together, and we liked to watch movies in the evening like old times. One of those evenings after cleaning up, we put the DVD in and sat on the couch. “Have I told you how much I missed you last year,” she slid over to me and just wrapped her arms around me. “About a hundred times. This is working out though, it was really a hard year.” I leaned against her and put my arm around her, stroked her hair a little. I had totally forgotten how good she smelled. “Me too,” she said. “I pretty much lost track of everyone I was close to.” She looked at me, “I haven’t been very close to anyone since college started. Everyone from high school has moved away.” We started the movie. After just a little while, she said “Do you remember when we used to watch tv and I would hide a quarter somewhere on myself and you would try to find it.” “No, I don’t remember that, oh wait, yeah. Most of time we could never find it.” “That’s because it would slip out while we were searching.” She reached in her pocket, held up a quarter, “well here’s a quarter.” My memory of this game was totally innocent, but this time after ten years, there was a change to the equation somehow. I felt my mouth go slightly dry, my heart raced a bit. “While we watch the movie,” she added. “It’ll be fun. Just like before.” Yeah, uh, just like before. I paused the movie.She went in the other room for just a minute and came right back in. She was wearing a simple little top without buttons, a cream colored v-neck, and a pair of jeans. Socks no shoes. Probably a bra. She laid back down on the couch with her feet up on my lap, started the movie again and said, “ok its your turn first.” I absently and softly rubbed her feet over her socks, checking carefully for the quarter. Then rubbed up both sides of her legs, slowly, methodically, every inch. I was remembering just how hard it was to find this quarter, especially through jeans. Nothing. I shifted to the other side. She was laying on her front. I stroked and pressed her back and up both arms – she definitely was wearing a bra. “You’re going to have to turn over.” She complied. I checked her arms again and she just looked up at me and said, “nope.” I ran my hand over her stomach, this could get weird I thought, but I was definitely enjoying the old game. Was I getting aroused? Nothing. I lightly ran my hands up her sides and under her arms avoiding her breasts completely. And there under her arm beneath the bra was the quarter. “Aha.” She clapped her hands and laughed, “my turn!”I though of where to put the quarter and basically picked the spot that was right at my belly button. I even found a little piece of tape and taped it right there. I Laid on the couch, and she placed her hands on me and touched me basically as I had. It felt really really nice. I hadn’t felt so close to anybody in a really long time. I said, “I feel like we are just a pair of preening karşıyaka escort monkeys.” She laughed, “well we are tonight.” She got to my belly and there it was! “Found it,” and she laughed again. God I loved her laugh. While the movie played we did this a few more times, hiding the quarter in similar ‘safe’ places. Once I put it at the bottom of my foot and she spent a long time looking, but found it. By now though both of our faces were burning. And you could clearly see that I had an erection through my jeans. The touching, rubbing, stroking was definitely having an effect on us. It was her turn and she was gone a little longer. She came back in and said, “you won’t find it this time.” She laid down at the couch. I pulled her blond hair back and carefully checked there (that was actually a hiding place I remembered from when she was little when I could never find it). Not there. I checked her feet, her arms her legs carefully, a long time on the legs. I was even kneeding and giving her long strokes along her thigh and butt this time. I checked in her pockets. “Just in case,” I said. “Nope”. “Turn around,” she flipped over with a slight smile on her face, head turned and just watching the movie intently, her cheeks were red. I rubbed her stomach very slowly with the palm of my hand and reached up under her top so I was brushing her bra. I checked her sides all very slowly and carefully. She kept laying with her head turned, she didn’t look at me like other times. Then, I so softly, barely a touch, set my hand on her right breast, looking at her face, and massaged outward to the edge, over her shirt and bra. Wonderful, soft, my heart pounding. She didn’t move. I checked her other breast and rubbed carefully in circles now. Still nothing. I reached down to her upper thighs and around her abdomen and hips, pushing and massaging her through the jeans. Slowly. Methodically. This was not like before. My mouth was dry. I let my fingers run along the top of her inner thighs, my fingers pressed in tight right at the fold of her crotch and then up the center of her hip along the pelvic bone. She was so hot there and I watched her breathing catch in her throat. Then, I simply lay my palm onto the flat of her stomach and slid it under her jeans, under her panties. I could feel the beginning of soft hairs on her little mound, they feel blond I thought. And I kept sliding down, the heat, the moisture, not very much hair there at all, whispy, soft. I could see her open her legs slightly and just kept her eyes on the TV. And there right at the top of her puss, where the labia divides – her pussy lips, (and which I could not see because she was fully clothed) was the quarter held there by her thighs and the pressure of her panties. She said nothing. “I found it!” Really, almost embarrassed at this now, after my single minded ‘search,’ I held it in front of her eyes, her burning cheeks and said with my dry mouth, “I did find it.” She nodded.Board GamesWe never talked about what it is we were actually doing with our little quarter game, but it was something that occupied our evenings on occasion, and had even included her wrapping her hand around my erect penis from time to time, to ‘find it.’ I was studying one evening, and Laura came in my room. She watched me for awhile, and asked how long I would be. She was bored, I could always tell her mannerisms. I really did know her well. “Do you remember how we used to play board games?” I looked back at her on the bed, “all the time, every kind. Are they still here?” “I think so, somewhere. Mom never throws anything away.” She was getting me interested. It was Saturday, I had been studying for something like three hours. It was a sunny beautiful day. “Yeah, lets find one and set it up in the sun room.”We did find the games, and picked out the Ultimate. The one we used to play for days. Monopoly! Cards out, money exchanged. Houses getting built and hotels. She had the Boardwalk this time, which was the one I always wanted to own. And she was winning. But then I got a whole side of the board, and the tides were turning. To the point that she landed on my hotel and New York and did not have money. She would have to cash in some hotels, mortgage some properties. She was not happy. “Ok, well, you need to cash in your Boardwalk Hotel.” “How about I give you a kind payment?” Oh yeah. My dad was in sales and he sometimes received ‘payments in kind.’ My sister always called those kind payments, she would also sometimes call it ‘bartender’ for barter. “You mean bartender” I laughed. “Exactly,” she said. “I could wash the dishes this week” (which had become my chore since she cooked). “Ok I’ll accept your kind payment.” And we played on.But I definitely had the edge and she was soon in the same position. And again was offering a kind payment. I said, “naw, this game could go on forever.” “So, they always did before, come on just like before.” She paused, “I’ll do just about anything.” Then, “Please.” Something about that anything. She was looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes, and my mind went right to what had been on my mind for weeks now – really because of the quarter game thing. While we touched each other pretty much anywhere now during the game, I had never actually seen any of my blond, blue eyed sister. We always remained fully clothed. And I had become really curious about the image of her body, and mainly that soft blond puss. I could practically picture it by my touch alone, but only in my imagination. I had to try.“Your kind payment is,” I paused – “I really would like to just see you without your pants on.” Her eyes got big for just a moment and then a pause. Interesting. Not an immediate no way. “You mean in my underwear?” “Actually, uh, no underwear either.” I smiled sheepishly. “That’s the kind payment, or you can cash in hotels.” Silence. She was reasoning this out now. “I’ll go get my robe and just hold it open so you can see.” I was literally shaking a little now. “Ok.” was all I could manage. She got up and left. She must have been gone 15 minutes. When she got back she was standing in her robe. I could see that she was barefoot and not wearing jeans anymore. Just her robe. The sun room was so bright and clear, the sun shining right on her. “Sorry, I couldn’t find my robe.” I laughed.She stood right in front of me, and then sort of held her breath, closed her eyes and slowly opened her robe. She kept her top on (true to her escort karşıyaka word), but no pants and no panties. She had such a small soft waist, and gentle widening hips. The sun cast these wonderful shadows on her skin. And the soft hair, wisps of blond, hardly any there and tufting a little right at the bottom. I gazed at her for a nice little while, she had opened her eyes and was looking at me but with the same look as the quarter game.“And the back,” I said as I looked her right in the eyes, I couldn’t believe I had said it. She looked at me like she couldn’t believe it either, “you drive a hard bargain, sir. New York better be worth it.” “Oh it is. Wonderful.” I rejoined. She turned around and lifted the hem of her robe up to her waist. Her butt was definitely her most beautiful attribute. I had always loved looking at her from behind. She looked back at me, “Enough?” “Yeah.” She let the hem drop, closed the robe and sat back down, “Do you think I am pretty?” she asked. “I think you are, yes, spectacular,” I said, and continued “Really. . . and Your cuffs match your collar, that’s sure.” She hit me with an open hand and we laughed.We played the rest of the game with her in her robe, a very amused smile on her face, fluttering her eyes on me, and not exactly keeping tabs on the proprietary lay of fabric which clothed her now. I could tell she was feeling pretty, desired, and proud of her effect on men – in this instance me. She was really feeling good about herself. It made her even more attractive. I guess this was my ‘reward.’ I had many lovely peeks up those long legs, and of her bare belly reaching down low through the robe, during the remainder of the game. From there on out, there were no kind payments, only the cashing of hotels, houses, mortgaging property – and then she lost.Doll Making and Dress Up (Sculpture)Photos http://cpmlink.net/rX0UAAI was getting ready to leave in the morning when Laura bounded into my room. She was in a very good mood. “I have a game for us this evening!” “What is it?” “Surprise! One of my favorites.” Since Monopoly, we had kind of backed off a little. More like evenings studying, dinners, going out separately with friends or evenings watching tv, though we still would wrap around each other and sort of snuggle on the big couch, make casual comments to the screen. In another respect, we were becoming more natural around each other, really more intimate than ever. I could look at her now, see the small of her back – and know what it felt like in my hand. And an evening laying on the couch with her smell was the most relaxing thing in the world to me now. Still, it had been weeks since we had played any of our games. So what could it be?I had a very normal day at school, and basically forgot about the morning conversation. On the way home though it came back to me. I had already eaten, as I had a later class and got home around seven. “I thought you would be home earlier,” She said pulling me into the house. “You know my schedule, today is the chemistry class that lasts three hours.” “Ok, but come over here.” I sat down. “Do you Remember what my favorite of games was?” I blinked. “Umm, oh god. Dress Up. Oh no, not dress up.” “Please,” She was down on the floor now rolling around. “And” she added, “doll making – like pinnocchio.” What I remembered was my little sister doing whatever she wanted with me, picking out my clothes dressing me up. She Loved it, I never told her, but I thought it was pretty stupid.“Come on in here, in here,” and she had me by the arm. “You are in pieces.” “Yeah, I feel like that all right.” We were in her room now. “No a doll, you are all in pieces and I have to put you together, and then dress you. Okk….ok?” “Just Give me a minute and let me get freshened up.” She relented and I went to my room. I thought about this. Dress me. I’m twenty. Ok, see what this is about.I took my time, I took a shower. When I got back to her room she was reading but pacing at the same time. She was blushing. “Ok,” I said and sat down on the bed. “Umm, first you have to take off your clothes.” What?” “You are in pieces, I have to put you together.” I remembered now being stripped down to my underwear when this started. “I’ll turn around.” So, I took off my shirt, my socks, my pants, my T shirt, laid on the bed and said, “there, ready.” She looked at me without a smile, a serious look. “I guess that’s fine.” “What? I said. “Well I thought you would be, you know, I said take off your clothes.” “Naked!” “Well, you did see me . . .right.” She was blushing again. This was quite a plan she had. I laughed. “So that’s it.” “No. No, this is just fine.” I had on boxers, I could feel the start of an erection. I looked right at her, stood up, and slid them down to my ankles. Kicked them across the room. And lay back on the bed with my arms behind my head. “Ta Da.” She put her hands together. But now my erection was almost painful. I could not believe my position right now, while at the same time trying to be totally nonchalant. Laura’s eyes were as big as saucers as she walked up to the be. She said, “Alright then, I need to put you together then.” She had even put together a little makeshift tool kit. “Damn, you have been working on this.She sat down on the bed and set her hand on my stomach. Very natural. I was surprised at the naturalness of her touch now. For one moment she glanced down at my little guy, now not so little anymore. She said, “remember how sometimes I used to go into the bathroom when you were taking a bath when we were little and ask to touch your pee pee and you would let me. I used to try and do it really quickly so that I could touch your penis when it was still soft, before it started to, um, get stiff.” “I remember you used to tell me you liked it soft,” I said. “Yeah, I’m starting to think I like it better, hard now.” Did I hear that right?!Anyway she did not touch me then, she sat on the bed and took my hands. Each finger needed to be attached, the hand attached to the wrist. I remembered it well. She brought out little tools, screwdrivers, ruler, nail files, plastic toy implements. She brushed her hands down my fingers. ‘Built’ my hand, my wrist and then elbow. Slid the arm into my chest socket rotated it around. Then my toes, my feet, my ankles, my knees, my knee caps. She was loving this, breathing hard, burning. When she sat at my center I would reach my hand up and gently rub her back, her hips, whatever was karşıyaka escort bayan right there. At first she would stop me, “you are a doll” she would say scolding me. But after awhile she said nothing at all, and then I even slipped by hand under her top so I could feel her skin. No bra.When the legs were to be attached, she said she had to ‘prepare the opening.’ I laughed, “really now.” And she looked at me very seriously, “yes.” She took her hands and wrapped them around my thigh, with each hand extended in each direction and one hand wrapped into my crotch as I spread my legs. Back and forth back and forth, then up and down. Oh, God did that feel good, and it made my penis want to be touched in the worst way. I could feel her brushing my balls, but that was all. Oh God it felt good and she could tell the effect it was having on me, which was probably why she did it so long. I was dripping precum onto my belly, which she definitely noticed. At one point she smiled at me, took her finger and slid it around in the puddle just above the head of my cock. Then back to work.She took each leg and motioned as if she were sliding them into their sockets. Then she took my legs and bent them up to my chest a couple of times. Oh this was all so amazing. I was doing whatever she wanted now. She threw me a towel. “I think you better lay this on the bed. I need you to turn over now.” She looked at me, smiled, “Having fun?” “You have no idea” I said. “Good, it was always MY favorite.” I turned over – onto my little towel.She worked on my head, put it on. Then massaged my back forever, I have know idea what dollmaking purpose was served by this wonderful back rub, aside from the ‘installation’ of my shoulder blades, but I just lay there and took it all in. I was getting so relaxed, almost asleep in fact, when she started to work on my butt. She was using her fingers in a careful sawing motion together with a kind of cupping and molding massage. I could just imagine she was making my butt crack! Wow! Down and deeper with those slender fingers, pushing along the surface toward by anus, and then over the top back and forth scrapping lightly across my opening, causing me to involuntarily push my ass in the air. Oh, my god. “You are one hell of a doll maker dear.” I sighed. “It takes time to make quality,” she said quietly back. Her mind was on other things. She took one finger and right at the surface of my anus she pushed, she pushed again as I raised my hips. She pushed her finger down to the first little knuckle. I could feel her nail. I could not stand it anymore. I was actually on the verge of coming. I could barely breath. She lifted her finger back out and turned me around. I complied.“That leaves just one thing,” she said. “I think I am going to make you a boy doll.” She said so seriously. “Reeaaaly. . .” I said back. We both laughed. I had been laying naked on her bed for over an hour. It was like no foreplay I had ever experienced before. She took her finger and touched just the tip of my penis and rubbed the precum around the whole head. I just said, “oh, just push down on the end, do it just once.” I think I said it with such a need that she complied. Oh, that was what I had needed for quite awhile. “Oh, once more,” It felt so good. She went back to sliding her finger around on the tip. “Now I got to see you, so now we’re even,” but more to herself. She wrapped her hand around my penis, it was so wet she could slide it up and down. She took her other hand and laid it between my legs and held my balls. She looked at me and she looked at my little (not so little) guy. I alternately closed my eyes, lifted my hips, and looked back at her. She was sitting right at my side now, sort of on her knees, and so I had managed to insinuate my hand underneath her bottom, and despite the fact she was wearing jeans had managed to work my hands between her legs and was rubbing her from the top of her puss back to her ass, in the same rhythm that she was rubbing me, and which I could tell she liked. Several times I heard an involuntary moan, and I know I was making them as well. Heaven. Heaven. I wanted this to last and last. She was still sliding her hand on my cock up and down slowly. “If I am going to finish you and dress you up now, I believe that you are going to need some release. I can tell this boy doll needs to be emptied out a little.” And she took a firmer grip (as I took a firmer grip of her). And she started a kind of wrist twist with her fingers across the top of my penis, and pointing it straight up at my chest. “I’m going to cum,” I whispered. “I’m going to cum.” “I know, you bad little boy,” she smiled. “Me?” I protested. But then I could feel myself coming, pushing my hips up into the air turning my head back and forth, “Oh god, oh god” and I came. Ribbons of cum spread up onto my chest. On and on, I completely vanished – spent. She was watching my face, the desire on my mouth and in my eyes. I then just lay back motionless with my eyes closed. I reached under myself, grabbed the towel and started to wipe myself off. “My God, Thanks,” I said. “That was nice,” she got up, glowing, literally glowing. From my rubbing between her legs, and how hot and wet she had to be, I basically knew she needed a release as much as I had. But, I was spent, still ‘recovering.’ “Now I can dress you.”She brought out a fresh pair of underwear, boxers. She slid them up my legs, I lifted my hip and over my now soft member. She did an amazingly sweet thing then, she took the palm of her hand and cupped it over my penis and gave it a nice little pat. Considering what we had just done, I was still pretty amazed. She brought out some pants, slid them on same as the boxers. She took a T shirt pushed me up in an upright position and got behind me and slid on the T shirt – kissed me lightly on the neck, and then an open shirt, buttoned them and then ‘tucked’ them into my pants. So intimately, so slowly. Her hands were totally aware, totally comfortable now with my body, my stomach, my hip bone. I even became aware of my own hand wrapped around her thigh, not even realizing I had done that. “There, my boy doll. And now a kiss to bring my doll boy to life.” She sat me on the bed, leaned in slow and kissed me softly on the lips. Looked at me again, and then bit lightly my lower lip. I touched her tongue with mine, leaned in and kissed her as well with my hand finding hers. We played with each others fingers. I reached up and just lay my hand on her breast, could feel her firm little nipple. “Good game I said, way better than I remember it.” She laughed, “I thought you’d like it. And there IS your version of this game – remember.” “Oh, my god, that’s right – sculpture!”I can imagine what each of us did when we went to bed that evening.

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Train SexHi this story is about me and a unknown boy whom I meet in train. Before that I would like to tell u one thing that my Facebook account is be hacked so at the end of this story I will share my new facebook account details ….so today I will tell you what happened on that day when I was travelling from Mumbai to Tamil Nadu …..My name is arul and I am 26 yrs this story is of 1yr back so hear it is what happened .i took my train from C.S.T Mumbai and I was in a window seat and I locked my bags with chain and got down the train to check the list of people name so that time I saw that besides me a 28 yrs boy was travelling and he was just next to my seat ….i went inside the train and got my seat and sitting and in some time that boy was was travelling came and he kept all his bags he asked can u help me in locking my bags I said sure why not I helped him and we both shaked hands and I asked his name he replied Kunal …he was looking hot …the train left from the station and it was 1st class AC coach and only he and me was there in that room as it’s a 1st class AC room it had door we both talked and shared about me and he his …..while talking I noticed hat he was wearing a tight silk shots which was only till his lap in shoot it was like an underware but it don’t look like that …so while looking at hime when he stood up I eyes was open wide coz I saw his cock in that tight shoots it will be 8’’ omg it was big when I was seeing balçova escort his cock he noticed that my eyes were on his cock so he asked what happened what ur looking I said nothing he smiled and he sat …but my eyes were still on his cock and in my mind it was like wish I get chance to play with it mmmmmmm I went in to washroom and put my finger in my ass and was get relaxed ….When I came in the room he was laying down and I saw his cock was like the mountain peak omggggg …. I cant stop asking Me – Kunal can I say something Kunal – yes….Me- your cock is big ……Kunal – ho! Thanks and ?Me – and ? and? Kunal – say what ever it is Me – I was thinking of pl…Kunal – would you like to have some fun and have a ride on it ….Me- really I can ?Kunal – sure hear it is come and take it I locked the door from inside and sat down and he was standing I slowly removed his cock out omg it was so hot and his pinkish cap of his cock was so beautiful ….. I licked his cock oooooo mmmmm it was so lovely ………he was fair and I was dark mmmmmm he was enjoying and just moaring sounds mmmmm aaaaaaasuck it baby……as I was his wife for that day …. I took his whole 8’’ cock in my mouth and statted giving him blow job uFfffffff mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmma aaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooo as the dinner was going to come so we just have some fun and and I was just sucking his cock and after 20 mins he was ready to come and his come was all over my chest escort balçova oooooooooooooooAt night light was on that too the dim one we both were nude in that room ….i started sucking his cock and playing with it he was just mmmmm yay a yay a suck it harder love its yours oooo then holding my head he started to fuck my mouth with full speed his full cock was inside my mouth ooommmmmmmaaaaa then he made he lay down and spread my legs he applied oil in my ass and his cock and kept he cock in my ass and started pushing it inside as oil was applied it went went inside with little pain it was sooo lovely and it was fun too I had fun his whole cock was inside my ass and he was fucking me same speed like the train was oooooo Me- yay a baby ya Kunal – yya take it aaa aaa aaa fuck u Me- yay a fuck me aaaaaa mmmmKunal – take this one aaaa mmmm fuck u Me – aaaa it was nice mmmmWhile we were enjoy in the afternoon a TC saw us having sex so he came in at 2:00 at night we were shocked he came in and locked the door he said I am away from my wife so I am far from sex he wanted us to join the fun …after some time we were in three some he also be came nude ..his age was 40…..Kunal was standing and his cock was in my mouth and my cock was in TC mouth we all had fun and started having fun then adter 15 mins I was on my knee and both the cock were in my mouth omggg it so fun both were fucking me there were hungry balçova escort bayan for 100 yrs I cam in doggi… pose and TC was ready to fuck my ass and kunal was ready to fuck my mouth both at the the same inserted there cock and started fucking ooooo mmmm yay a aya yaaya fuck fuck oooooaaa mmmuffffOmggggggggggggggggggg it was a heavy fuck TC was in full speed like a express aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyCccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccome come on fuck me more harder yay a yak like that aaaoo mmmccccc after 20mins of fuck both came and there come were in all over me then they changed there position and fucked again The next day also I and kunal were in full form and I want him to give ride so again we both had a big fuck and enjoyed a lot he fucked more harder as we don’t know we will meet so he was in fun speed now as it was a last time we was going to fuck me he kissed my body licked my hairy ass and fucked me more harder then the last night ………………….The I sucked his cock again sup sup sup sup and his come was all over my body and we both relaxed and like this we fucked 5 time the whole night and last when we were sleeping we were nude only and still his cock was in my mouth and I was playing with it with my tongue ……………………….I would like to say that whoever reads can send me request in Facebook in the below Id – [email protected] and I can share pic of my body but do not force me to show the face and I will also not …and by this we can meet also I live in Mumbai ….and I want loyal people I know many people will be in contack but I want it to between that person whom I talk and me ……

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Sahara: A Star Wars Story – Chapter 1: Command &amThe black expanse of inter stellar space above the moon of Jedah glitters with the diamond bright light of distant stars. Suddenly a grey, knife like prow cuts across the void, heralding the impossibly vast bulk of an Imperial Star Destroyer as it powers into view. The characteristic whine of twin ion engine or TIE fighters precedes a patrol of three Square winger star fighters in tight formation. The Imperial military are here in force, and that can never be a good thing for any system.*************************************************************************************************************************************Sahara pulled herself out from underneath the bulky Lambda class shuttle craft, wincing at the sound the wheels of the trolley made in the empty hangar, pausing to see if there was any response to the sound before standing back up.Her first task completed she wiped a forearm across her face to try and wipe away some of the sweat but left a line of smeared engine grease across her right cheekbone as she did so. She caught her reflection in the mirror bright wing panels of the nearest TIE Fighter and noticed that it only added to her signature grungy look.Sahara stood 5f’8” tall, and had beautiful dark tanned skin as did many human natives of Jedah. Her naturally athletic body had been honed by years of military training in the Imperial Academy until it was both supple as silk and hard as steel. Her petite 32B breasts were pert underneath the close fitting black bra top, exposing her subtly muscled midriff above black flight suit pants which seemed more like ¾ length shorts which at first glance were surely non-regulation. In truth they were part of her flight cadet uniform from her 2nd year at the academy. She was just as trim around the waist now as she had been then, but her legs had lengthened considerably in her late teens and now she liked to wear them to show off the long curve of her calf muscles above her favourite black commando boots. Scuffed as always.She knew she had to move quickly, her work was not yet done and the routine patrol of the ‘Mouse’ MSE-6 Repair Droid would bring it back to the hangar bay within the next 5 minutes.Sahara moved swiftly to her own ship, a TIE/In ‘Interceptor’ the newest designs from Seinar Fleet Systems. The ship had only been in production for three years and Sahara had been assessed as good enough to qualify for the advanced pilot training programme at the Skystrike Academy, becoming one of the first in a new generation of pilots to train in the superiority star fighter.While still lacking shields or a hyperdrive, the Interceptor’s four laser cannons mounted in the wing tips gave it massively increased fire power over the standard TIE line fighter, and it’s top speed of 1250 kph was unrivaled in the Imperial fleet (although still did not quite match the RZ-A1 Interceptor or A-Wing used by the Rebels). She loved her ship, designated ‘Raptor Six’, and ran her hand over the name plate on the side of the craft almost sensually. The tapered and angled solar panels in the wings gave the ship a more sophisticated yet aggressive profile than the standard TIE fighter. Sleek, sexy, dangerous. Just like her.Reaching into the side pocket of her flight pants Sahara retrieved a small cylindrical device with what looked like a complex set of electronics along the side and a set articulated metal claws folded back into the casing. She lent under the incline of the upper left wing and located the auxiliary launcher next to the barrel of the laser cannon. She carefully loaded the cylinder into the chamber and slid the locking bolt closed.Letting out a long breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding, Sahara stepped back and considered once more the path of action she was embarking on. The risk was exceptionally high, the cost of discovery even higher. Yet she knew it was the right thing for her to do. She was no longer able to sublimate her feelings of disgust for what she was coming to realise the Empire was all about. “Peace through order” was the slogan she remembered from her youth, blaring from the sirens on the streets of Jedah city after the Imperial occupation. In reality that meant “obedience through fear.” And even that wasn’t enough to save you if the Empire decided there was a greater purpose to be served through your destruction. The silently blinking alarm on her wrist communicator told her the Mouse Droid was probably only a minute away, assuming it hadn’t had to swerve too many times to avoid patrols of Storm Troopers, or been kicked over by malicious crew member taking out their own misery on the only thing lower than them on the pecking order.She activated the blast door to leave the hangar and gasped involuntarily as she came face to face with the thin pale face of the hangar’s Deck Officer, Captain Arkus in the corridor outside. Neither could she keep the gaziemir escort slight flush from her face, and she knew he must think her to be acting suspiciously.“Oh it’s you Raptor Six.” He sneered, deliberately using her call sign rather than her name and rank. “For a moment I thought you were a deck menial. Dirty, and out of proper uniform.” For a moment Sahara thought about saying something she shouldn’t to the pompous ass, but she fought the urge down and quickly realised there was going to be a way to avoid confrontation and an official write up when she noticed how much attention he was paying to the dark flesh of her body.“What are you doing here anyway? Not even members of the elite Raptor Squadron should be in the hangar outside of a scheduled drill or when at battle stations.” His tone was harsh and she knew he was right. Being here with no reason was not only a disciplinary offense but was going to look potentially suspect after the fact…Sahara pressed in close to the officer, and saw him swallow nervously as his hopes seemed to be coming true. She leant forward and gave a breathy little pant over the rank insignia on his chest before making a show of pretending to polish them carefully with her the inside of her wrist, as if they were precious to her.“Just polishing my wingtips Captain,” she replied sultrily. “You know how I love my ship and I always want my wingtips to be nice and shiny before combat” she added moving her hands to hover over her nipples, her fingers circling slowly as if she were polishing them. The deck captain swallowed hard. This wasn’t the first time he had caught the pretty but ill-disciplined young pilot of Raptor Six in breach of regulations and he had a fair idea of what he was going to be able to get out of the situation.“On your knees Lieutenant. That’s an order.” He was too preoccupied with checking that no one was coming to notice that Sahara’s smile didn’t reach her eyes as she slowly ran her hand down his chest as she sank to the floor. He gulped again as he felt her unzip his grey uniform trousers and took out his half erect cock.For her part Sahara knew she needed the job done quickly and that feigning hunger for the officer’s distinctly average looking manhood was going to get him in the right frame of mind. She took him in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue over him as he swelled in response. Sucking the head to get him fully erect, she suddenly had to catch his shaft in her hand to stop him thrusting into her throat. She let him thrust back and forward in her hand as she kissed and licked the head of his cock before taking it back in her mouth. She wanted him to cum as fast as possible alright, but she wanted to be in control of exactly when and where.It wasn’t that Sahara didn’t like taking a man’s cum in her mouth; it was more that she suddenly found her normally submissive tendencies to be receding. Years of mental conditioning at the Imperial academy had continued with constant indoctrination once she was in active service and had instilled in her a seemingly natural subservience to authority. That included a willingness to please those of superior rank in any way required. Now though, that way of thinking seemed less and less acceptable to Sahara. This was happening on her terms, and she was going to use this man’s willingness to exploit her for her own purposes.She could feel his breathing getting faster and heard a simpering sort of sound that told her he building towards a big orgasm and was unlikely to be able to be quiet about it. Her hand increased its motion as she started to disengage her mouth from the deck officer’s cock, using just the tip of her tongue to tease him to completion. The deck captain started to groan…Just at that moment the tell-tale beeps and whistles of the approaching Mouse droid filled the corridor and Sahara had no choice but to act quickly to prevent the captains jism squirting all over the deck as had been her plan. Instead she turned her body into the captain’s hiding her face, and whipped her bra top over the bulging member so that it rested against her bare breasts. She cringed inwardly as she felt his balls contract and a hot squirting sensation spread across her chest. Before the deck captain could make a sound to give them away Sahara had thrust her hand up in a flat palm strike, forcing him to bite his tongue and cutting off his ecstatic cry into a grunt of pain and frustration. Mere seconds later the Mouse Droid was gone and the immediate danger over. Sahara stood swiftly and rearranged her bra top as best she could, despite the obvious sticky mess that was seeping through in places, before turning to leave.The deck captain rubbed his jaw and spat blood to the floor. “Bitch!” he called after her with spite in his voice.Sahara looked back at him over her shoulder with that same smile that never reached her eyes and blew him a kiss. “Oh, you gaziemir escort bayan don’t know the half of it!” she thought to herself. As she made her way to her quarters and a hot shower her thoughts turned back 36 hours to the events that had led her to this cause of action, one that would no doubt change her life forever…*************************************************************************************************************************************Raptor Squadron were flying in close support formation around the Imperial Star Destroyer Executrix, from which Grand Moff Tarkin was observing the test of the Orbital Battle Station soon to be known and feared as the Death Star. Sahara, completely at one with the speed and rush of her Interceptor, Raptor Six, expertly performed a counter clockwise barrel roll to bring herself back in line at the back of the formation. Her role in this formation was as wingman to Raptor Three and she needed to stay tight to her senior squad member. This was active battle duty and her every sense was alive with adrenaline and the love of flying.The colossal silhouette of the skeletal battle station hove into view as the Squadron flew in formation over the prow of the Executrix. Sahara still wasn’t used to seeing it. The sheer size seemed to defy her mind’s ability to see it in proper scale. It’s rumoured ability to destroy whole planets too awful to contemplate. That it was stationed here, in orbit over Jedah City, made her distinctly uneasy.“Raptor Squadron, evasive manoeuvres! – Break! Break! Reform immediately on vector Sigma-9-5. Raptor Three will have point.” The harsh barking voice of Captain Garrick burst across the comm-net.“Oh no!” Sahara said to herself, not even realising she was speaking out loud, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this!”Just as she was preparing to execute a diving loop up and back under the looming bulk of the Star Destroyer she noticed the shimmering green light beginning to build along the central column of the deadly Superlaser at the heart of the station.“No!” Sahara almost screamed as the blinding actinic green-white beam flashed impossibly bright. She released the controls and threw up her arms to cover her visor, but she still knew what had happened. Jedah city, the only place she had ever called home before being taken off world and inducted into the academy aged 11, was no more. Her early life flashed before her eyes, her time spent in the care of the temple of the Guardians of the Whills, the joy of running through the markets, the colour and light of the holy festivals, the beauty of the crystal caverns beneath the city. Gone. Vaporised to prove a point. As her ship drifts she watches the destruction plume into space, ignoring the warning signs from her ships computer and reprimands from her squad, drifting dangerously close to the hull of the Executrix.She knows this is a disciplinary matter. It could have cost her and her squadron members their lives if they had been in combat. She doesn’t care. She’s numb. All the good she has personally ever known in the Galaxy was in that city. The only place she has ever known solace, and she fears she will never be able to find it again. She knows that she is no longer a believer in the Imperial doctrine. Strength through unity. Peace through order. Obedience through fear. She will no longer be part of the death of freedom. She must find a way to help. A way to… rebel!*************************************************************************************************************************************Later, even as she was secured in the hoist and harness by the muscle bound hulks of Jax and Varryn, Raptors Four and Five, to receive her punishment in front of whole squad Sahara realised something had changed. They couldn’t hurt her anymore.Squadron leader Captain Vos Garrik, aka ‘Raptor One’, did not hide his sadistic tendencies and having ordered Sahara stripped down to her regulation Imperial grey briefs with a leer and a slight curl of his thinly moustached upper lip, he was now obviously getting hard as he watched Rayven, aka ‘Raptor Three’, the female pilot Ace Sahara had failed to stay in formation with, prepare to her deliver the flogging. Rayven was slightly older than Sahara and was obviously very defensive of her position in the squadron, seemingly resentful that she was not the second ranked pilot despite her undeniable skill in the cockpit. Not being a graduate of the elite Skystrike academy as was her more junior female squad member, had seemed to set her against Sahara from the start and she was always keen to put her down wherever possible and so Rayven was throwing herself into the task with gusto. The electro whip snaked out to lash against her naked back, the fizzing blue line wouldn’t leave any permanent marks on her perfect, mid brown skin, but it was calibrated to deliver pain of the most exquisite escort gaziemir nature with every strike and Sahara felt her whole body tense in reaction. Her arms were held out to the sides, simply but tightly fastened by the harness she wore to two fixed points suspending her in mid-air. Her legs were fastened at the ankles and then chained to a single fixed point in the floor. So that she formed a cross position and as her muscles tensed in response to the first strike she effectively pulled herself up another 6 inches so that the chain holding her to the floor went taught. Her chest heaved and her bare breasts rose and fell several times as she recovered her breathing.The red ball gag in place in her mouth would have prevented her from making too much noise but Captain Garrik seemed half disappointed, half impressed that Sahara had not muttered so much as a moan.Sahara relaxed her arms and sank back down so that the harness was again taking her weight. Garrik stood directly in front of her now, looking straight into her eyes.“You do understand why this punishment is necessary Raptor Six?”Sahara made no sound through the gag in her mouth, simply returning the Captains stare with one of contempt.CRACK!Sahara’s body heaved once more and she pulled herself up to the limit of the chain, turning the involuntary muscle spasm into another impressive lateral pull up. Her abs pulling tight sent the lines of her pelvis into sharp relief and outlined the curve of her sex against the tight grey cotton briefs causing Captain Garrick’s eyebrow to arch even further as he leered at her.“Some wingman you are! If we had been in combat I could have been dead you useless bitch!” Rayven almost screamed as she drew back her arm once more and the electro-whip crackled through the air to strike across her back for a third time.The truth was she could take much more of this sort of punishment than they probably realised, trained as she had been by her lover and Mistress, Fleet Captain Nadja Sinn. Unfortunately her training from Mistress Sinn also meant that despite her contempt for Garrik and his petty punishments, her body was responding by becoming sexually aroused. She knew her pussy was betraying her and that a small wet patch was beginning to show in the grey cotton briefs, and that it would be visible to anyone who was looking. She flushed hot at the humiliating thought and threw her head to one side. Sadly for her the sense of humiliation only made her pussy wetter.She knew Captain Garrik had noticed as his stare had dropped to the mound between her legs and the tell-tale dark patch, but as usual Jax and Varryn were more interested in staring at each other than anything else. It was the amused but condescending stare of Raptor Two, Dalken Krell, the youngest scion of one of the noble houses of Coruscant the Galactic Capitol world, which caused her the most concern. He never normally seemed to notice her or his other Squad mates, but now he was staring at her with a strange look in his eye somewhere between lust and when someone has just fallen into a trap you have set for them. She didn’t like it at all, but at least he was staring at her face.“My, my! Look at this!” crowed Rayven as she noticed the source of Sahara’s growing shame “The little bitch actually likes it!”The laughter of the others upon being directed to look at Sahara’s soaking wet knickers was too much to bear. She was wet enough now that the dark V shape of her well-trimmed pubic hair and the cleft of her pussy lips were clearly visible through the sheer fabric.Rayven brought the electro whip round for another strike, this time across the taught muscles of her abdomen finally breaking Sahara’s resolve as she cried out in a mixture of pleasure, pain, and humiliation. The feeling of her juices running down her inner thighs only adds the shame of having her pussy betray herSahara lost track of time as she hung there being abused, using her conditioning from Mistress Sinn to use the pain to focus her thoughts on a single goal, she forms her plan for revenge not against her twisted squad mates for this petty degradation, but against the whole Galactic Empire!She would deliberately use their own tools of repression against them. Imperial conditioning had turned her into a willing and submissive sex object for her superiors, but now she was going to use her training to achieve her aims and bring them low. If she had to lick, suck, and fuck every scum bag Imperial officer, male or female, from here to Coruscant then she would do so gladly.When she opened here eyes again there was a look of hungry anticipation that her squad mates mistook for wanton masochism. There jeers only added to her determination. She was staring straight at her own reflection admiring the strong and supple young woman she saw staring back at her. This wouldn’t break her. Far from it. It would only make her stronger, more determined. Every indignity would be visited back upon them ten fold with the pain of ultimate defeat.CRACK!Sahara didn’t even cry out as Rayven’s latest blow struck her across her reddened ass cheeks, she just smiled wickedly back at her reflection. That’s it, she thought, hit me again… only harder this time you bitch!

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MY FIRST TIME WITH ANNAHi am lisa raven Smith this is my first time with hot anna, this is anna first time with a girl we are both s*******n in college, at Birmingham.Well it really felt awkward at first, for the both of i got each of us a drink, and we sat down to find out a little more about each other’s likes and dislikes ‘ in bed ‘ what turned us on when we were either with another woman, or in her case thinking about it.Started off saying she liked thought about kissing another woman, and wanted to know how i felt about it. I responded with, ” it really turns me on being with a woman, and I’m really dying to experience this with you anna ” okay… What about touching or…being touched…do you like both…or one…Or the other anna?.”” i really like the thought off both…but i don’t know, since this is my first time. not that i don’t know what to do, but i feel hesitant…or maybe leading or being first to make a move…” That’s okay, I’ll be a little out off my character today, and lead. I’ve always tended to like to please the one I’m with, rather than myself. Well…do you feel comfortable in here…or somewhere else in the house.?””Ummmm…The maltepe escort bedroom…Uh…This way babe…”She follows me into the bedroom, and as its kind off a fumble with pillows on the bed, anna begins undressing. i watch her for a few seconds. and then begin to undress as well, very slowly and not taking my eyes of her. I’m down to my bra and thong, as she stands before me…Naked…I slowly finish taking of my clothes. we both stand there a few seconds…taking in what our eyes see, as our heartbeat rises…with a familiar hunger deep inside.Wow she looks fucking amazing what a sexy body.ANNA looks into eyes and says…” shall we start with ‘kiss’…or do you just want to touch…and feel?”i answer her by bringing my lips to hers…so soft…sweat…our tongues tease each other…while our hands start to room, and caress, and our bodies move to feel skin on skin. she then pulls her lips away…only to lick and suck my hard nipples.My hands feeling and squeezeing her firm sexy butt…then moving up to her small firm cute breasts, her nipples hard…ANNA slowly moves down my body…kissing…licking…down to my escort maltepe clit…i spread my legs…backing up onto the bed, as she kneels to tease my clit with her tongue and message my pussy with her fingers… i know I’m already wet. she licks…sucks…sticking her tongue inside me. then her fingers…OH GOD…how many times did i cum…in that 35 minutes of pure fucking pleasure? i don’t know…Knowing I’d just came really good…ANNA looks up at me and says ” Too fucking bad we don’t have any “TOYS.” of course, i smile saying, ” AH… but we do ” as i proceed to reach for them. finding out she doesn’t actually own any. to self-conscious to go to a store and buy them.I pull them out of my bag, showing her each one, while telling her what i like about each one of them. there one particular one. I explained that i always start out with. i turn it on, showing her how it worked. then i lay back using it on myself until i quickly cum with it. as anna watches. when i came twice more. i ask anna if i can use it on her. she answers by laying back. i turn it on and place the little rabbit against her clit, anna jumps a little at the sensation…then maltepe escort bayan welcoming the feel and inviting more. i tease her sweat spot until she cums, then lick the tip, and slowly insert it inside her wet pussy i could tell she was heading straight up to that place i call ‘ seeing stars ‘ she came several times while i moved it around inside her, pushing it in and out of her wet pussy.i then pulled it out, and turned it off her body still in spasms of pleasure. i kissed her…worked my lips down to tease,…and suck her nipples…while my hand…Fingers…massaged and teased her pussy, making her cum again with my fingers inside her. Kissing her stomach…down her body with my kisses…to her sweat wetness. Wow…She really does taste sweat. I lick…and suck as once again her body goes into spasms of pleasure.WOW…TIME Flies… when You’re having amazing sex with a woman.This was the start of me and anna all the way during college.During my time in college i had two lesbian lovers, still great friends with them today.Also had two male lovers, haven’t seen them since college.And i had my lover donna hall at weekends we are still very much fucking to this day.Or i did have a boyfriend back home in Cumbria looking after my two k**s only one was is TRUE STORY ABOUT LISA RAVEN SMITH with anna TELLING THIS STORY WAS LISA RAVEN SMITHPUBLISHED BY SHAUN HAWKES

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How My Sexuality Began Part 3How My Sexuality Began Part 3I could not stop from thinking about Marie all night. It was all I could do to hide my persistent hard on from my parents.Next morning on my way down the stairs going to school, I saw Marie. I asked her when we will get together again. She said that she is working a double today, so we can get together again tomorrow afternoon, after I get home from school. I was so happy, but had trouble concentrating in school. I was daydreaming about Marie and how much fun I have been having with her. The girls in the class noticed something strange about me. Cathy asked me if “I was getting laid”.I said, “No” and she said that I looked like a guy that has been having sex. “Who is it”? “No one you know”, I said.I went home after school and did my homework right away and got it all done. Then I decided to “get ahead” of the school work. I read a few chapters ahead in my History book and looked ahead in my Geometry book so I could be caught up and have fun with Marie.When I went to school the next day, all the girls were looking at me. I just smiled and continued on with the day. The day couldn’t end fast enough for me.FINALLY, the bell rang and I raced home. Well, not home; to Marie’s apt.I rang her bell and waited for quite a while. Then I heard her coming to the door. She opened the door and said for me to come in. I think I may have awakened her.She said to come in and relax while she had a cup of coffee. “I’ll be with you in a few minutes”. I sat on the sofa and fantasized about Goddess Marie. Then she said from her bedroom, “Why don’t you remove your clothes for me”.It was more of an order than a question. I removed my clothes and sat waiting for her.She emerged from her bedroom wearing only white lingerie… bra, panties, stockings, garter belt, and high heels. I instantly started to get a hard on.She said that she was going to give me an enema until I was clean, then she was going to fuck me with a strap on cock. But first my enema(s)!She had laid a rubber sheet over her bed. “Get on the bed. On your back, while I prepare your first enema solution”.I got on the bed on my back as told. The rubber scent was erotic and my cock got hard.Goddess came in a few minute later and saw my raging hard on and smiled. “MMMMMMMMMM someone is excited”!I turned red and smiled back at her.She had a different looking nozzle at the end of the enema tubing. It looked like a short cock, maybe 5” long.She put gobs of lubricant on it and told me to spread my legs and pick them up to my head. I felt her finger probing my ass and adding multiple fingers in and stretching me.My ass was ready for her and she slowly pushed the cock shaped nozzle into me. Before she let the water go, she played with me by pushing it in and out of my ass. Then like a river, the solution began flowing in hard and fast. She grabbed my cock and balls and started stroking my cock and squeezing my balls. I was flowing pre-cum just as fast as the solution was going in.When the bag was empty, she continued to work the nozzle in and out and all around, making me moan like a whore. She bent down and kissed my cock and balls, then walked me to the toilet with the nozzle still in me. When I sat down, she pulled the nozzle out and the solution gushed out. The expulsion looked clean, but Marie said that one more was in order. I watched her fill the bag again and she led me to the bedroom again, by my cock.“On your knees this time”! I did as ordered. She had full view of my balls hanging down and my cock pointing straight out.The bag emptied and she led me to the toilet as before and removed the nozzle.The water came gushing out, again. “MMMMM good”, she said. “Water is clear.” “Before I go, do you like what I’m wearing?” “Oh Yesssss Goddess”!“Good, I think you will like what I’ll be wearing when I meet you in the bedroom, shortly”. “Clean yourself up and go to the bedroom.”I cleaned up and washed my cock, as it had been running rivers of pre-cum, then made my way to the bedroom.She entered shortly wearing a sheer see through white blouse, and a short black skirt. I had to guess that the lingerie was the same. At least the stockings were.She had me sit on the edge of the bed and told me that I have been a very good “patient and toy” and that she had a wonderful surprise for me.She bent down and kissed me and her tongue went into my mouth. I returned the action. OMG was I HOT. I needed her pussy so bad. She took a step back and raised her skirt. Out popped a black strap on cock about 9 inches long and 1.5 inches wide. My eyes must have popped out of my head, because she asked, “Do you like it”? “Oh yes Goddess, I do”.“Good!”She stepped forward and said, “Open wide”.And she slowly pushed the cock into my mouth. “Suck it my little toy whore”. I greedily sucked it. And she started to move her hips, fucking my mouth. She then started to push it down my throat until I began to gag. I made an oral mess on and under the cock. All the time I could maltepe escort smell her essence and it drove me wild.She removed the cock from my mouth/throat and told me to get on the bed on my knees.She pushed the cock into my ass and started fucking me, slowly at first then faster. She reached under me and began stroking my cock and squeezing my balls. I wanted to shoot right then. She must have sensed that and said, “Don’t cum or I will castrate you”.“Roll onto your back”! She put my legs on her shoulders and fucked me hard and fast. She was the most beautiful person in the world!After several minutes, she pulled out of me and ripped off the strap on and sat on my face. I licked her through her white panties, inhaling all her aroma. She worked her hips on my face and suddenly yelled out “Oh shit, I’m cumming” and gushed cum all over my face and into my mouth. I sucked it all up and licked her dry. My cock felt like it was going to tear out of its skin.She rolled off me and lay on her back. “I want you to fuck me. I will guide you since it is your first time”.I got between her legs and she guided me into her. “Now do to me what I did to your ass.” I began pumping and it felt so wonderful. Her body temperature on my cock head was another level of pleasure. And I think I was hitting the back of her pussy and it felt unbelievable!“That’s it baby. You are doing a good job and it feels sooooo good.” “Harder and faster”!I banged her as hard and as fast as I could. She began moaning and making noised and began bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts.We were going hard and fast and she said, “You can cum inside me baby”.She let out a shriek and climaxed hard and I came at the same time, shooting my jizz into her. She pulled me close and began kissing me and fondling my back and neck. “Oh baby, you are one hell of a fuck. Better than some of the doctors at the hospital!” “You gave me such a wild orgasm”. “Now, clean me up”! She pushed my head down between her legs and told me to suck my cum from her and lick up all her pussy orgasm.We laid there and she took off her shirt and had me lick her breasts and she took off her bra and told me to suckle on her nipples. As I did, she began to moan and I started getting hard again. Her moans were mesmerizing and they made me suckle and lick even more.I felt her hand reach down between her legs and she began playing with her clit. I reached down there too. Her moans got even louder and she had another orgasm, which I cleaned again.She then got down and sucked my raging cock and balls until I shot another huge load, into her mouth.“You know, I have made you my sex slave”! I said, “Yes Goddess, I know. And I love it.”“Good.”We cuddled for a while and as we did I inhaled all of her that I could. She always smells so sensual, soft and desirable.“Come, let’s go shower so you can to home not smelling like a whore. LOL”.We had a sensual shower together and I dressed to go home. “Tell your folks that I have some work for you at my lake cottage and ask if it would be ok for you to stay the weekend.”I said that I would ask and let her know tomorrow.“Rest up. You will need it!”With that I went home. I asked my parents if it would be ok for me to spend the weekend with Marie.They discussed the pros and cons and finally agreed to let me go.I saw Goddess Marie in the hall and told her that I could go for the weekend.She told me to pack a normal bag that everything we will need, she will bring. “If you think my lingerie was nice last night, wait ‘till you see it this weekend”!Now I can’t wait for Friday night!Friday seemed to drag on and on. Finally it was over, and I raced home. I left a note for my parents and told them I would call them. But in any case, I will be home Sunday evening.I grabbed my bag and walked to Marie’s apt. I knocked on the door and Marie opened it.I was so disappointed. She had on a pair of jeans and a printed T-shirt.“Don’t look so sad my little slave. You are not going to be disappointed. We got into her car and she drove off to her cottage.The drive took about 2 hours and my head was spinning with the scent of her perfume. I was intoxicated!We arrived at a quaint little cottage that looked like an English cottage in the country side. It was a lovely cottage. The furnishings were 1st class without being ornate.We entered and she led me to the bedroom. “WE will sleep here, together”.I blushed.“No need to blush after what we have done together.” “No need to unpack, you will not need those clothes, “she said with a wry smile.“Would you like something to drink?”“Yes, please Goddess. A cola if you have it.”Marie went to the small kitchen and retrieved a cola from the fridge.She showed me around the cottage and the grounds. It was very lovely and secluded.“The fishing is wonderful, do you fish?”“Yes, but I’m not good at it.”“Yeah, just like you’re not good in bed! LOL”“Just sit back and relax. Take a nap if you like. My friends won’t be here for a few hours yet.”“FRIENDS??!!!” escort maltepe “Yes a few nurses from work are spending the weekend with us. They wanted to meet you. When they get here, we will go to dinner”.“Relax baby, no one will hurt you, too badly”. ”I’m joking!” “No one is going to hurt anyone”.My heart was racing thinking about all the possibilities that could happen.I was tired from the long ride, so I closed my eyes and fell off to sleep. I must have slept for about an hour or two when I awoke.Goddess had changed from her jeans into a lovely short skirt, black stockings, black pumps, and a black almost see-through blouse. She was beautiful and sexy at the same time.“Goddess, may I change my clothes too, something presentable for dinner?”“Yes baby go ahead. Do you need help?”“I don’t think so, but you can watch if you wish”.Goddess came into the room while I changed.“Oh how I want to have you for dinner. I just want to eat that cock.”With that, my cock began to get hard.“That’s what I want” she said. “But it will have to wait ‘til later”.She teasingly began to rub her breasts and inhaled loudly. That didn’t help matters much.When I finally finished dressing, she grabbed me and started kissing me and said, “I wish I could have you 24/7”.That’s when we heard a car pull into the gravel driveway.We straightened ourselves up and went into the living room. Goddess opened the door and greeted her co-workers. They were dressed casual for the ride.I was introduced to Joanne and Sandra.Each was about 5-3 or 5-5. Very lovely features and very friendly! “So this is steve!” “We have heard a lot about you”!I blushed. OMG, what did they hear from Marie. “Oh look at him blush! How sweet”!Each of them gave me a kiss on the cheek. They both smelled wonderful.“Where can we change, Marie?” Marie showed them to their room.“Sorry but you guys have to double up”.“That’s not a problem, might be fun!”In a few minutes, Joanne and Sandra emerged from the bedroom. Each was more beautiful than the other.Joanne was dressed in a simple black pencil dress with sheer black stockings and high heels.Sandra was dressed in a red satin blouse, black satin skirt, nude stockings and black heels.I am going to have dinner with three of the most beautiful women in the world, I said to myself.Sandra said, “Let’s go to that seafood restaurant on the cove.”We all agreed and off we went. When we walked in, all heads turned around to look at us. I was the most proud guy, being seen with these gorgeous women.We were seated and ordered and ate a wonderful meal. The ladies seemed to have a few too many drinks with dinner.They were laughing and giggling and that turned me on.Before we got to the car, Joanne and Sandra said that they wanted me to sit between them in the back seat. Goddess told me to sit between them and be a good boy. “So, you’re the stud that Marie has been bragging about.”Again I blushed and said, “I’m no stud”!“That’s not what we hear at the hospital.”“Steve, I want you to know that Joanne and Sandra are Dominant Women like me. So, for this weekend you will follow their directions as if they came from me.”I was listening, but they weren’t. Their hands and lips were all over me. Kissing my cheek, tonguing my ears, fondling my crotch! OMG, I will be their play meat this weekend.I knew I was going to be a sex boy toy for Marie, but never imagined being one for an additional two nurses. I didn’t know whether to be happy or scared to death. I trusted Goddess Marie, so I wasn’t too worried.We got to the seafood restaurant and all during dinner Mistress Joanne and Sandra could not keep their hands off my crotch. I’m just glad they didn’t take my cock out.After we finished dinner, with me paying the check, we got into Goddess Marie’s car for the ride back “home”.They fondled my crotch again and this time they pulled out my cock. “MMMMMM what a nice piece of meat”, they almost said in unison. They caressed it and stroked it and Mistress Sandra bent down and French kissed my cock head.When we finally got to Goddess Marie’s house, the Ladies ran into the house and left me to stuff my hard on into my pants and “walk” into the house.Once inside, I was handed a pair of sheer panties and was told to put them on and nothing else. I did as instructed and waited for the Ladies.I waited about 5 minutes or so and the Mistresses arrived in the living room.Mistress Marie was dressed in a very short latex nurse uniform with white stockings and white 5 inch heels. The zipper on the top was pulled down enough to reveal her white lace bra and cleavage.Mistress Joanne was dressed in a black corset, black panties, black stockings and black lace shelf bra. She wore black vinyl boots that came above her knees.Mistress Sandra was wearing a sheer blouse with a black bra underneath. She had on a skirt that was very short, exposing her black stocking tops and black garters. She had on 5” black pumps which really accentuated her legs. Mistress Marie’s and Mistress Sandra’s maltepe escort bayan skirts were so short that as they walked their panties peeked out from underneath.Each was wearing a stethoscope around their neck, and Mistress Sandra and Mistress Joanne carried a small black “doctor’s” type bag.Each of them looked at me wantonly and smiled but said nothing.Goddess Marie said, “Ok all, follow me to the clinic”. Mistress Marie led the way and we followed Her down to the basement. (Me wearing a collar and leash that Goddess had put on me).When the lights were flipped on, I was amazed to see an almost complete medical clinic. “Sit on the exam table”. I did and Goddess went to a cabinet and came back holding two fairly large syringes and two ampules of something. She told me that one will make me and keep me hard for several hours so that they could have their ways with me. The other is a mild tranquilizer to relieve any fear of anxiety.THAT statement made me scared as hell. What were they going to do to me? I was pushed down onto the exam table and Mistress Sandra held me still while Mistress Marie injected me with the sedative. Mistress Joanne took off my sheer panties and placed my feet in the stirrups. I was then strapped down and Mistress Sandra filled the syringe with the d**g to make and keep me hard. I was further restrained by the Mistresses while Mistress Sandra injected the d**g into the side of my penis (Which had gone completely limp by now).I had three dominant nurses prodding and examining me. Their hands and the smell of their perfume made my cock stir again. I have large pointy nipples, so Mistress Sandra took advantage of that and licked and sucked them. My cock felt like it was going to tear apart, it was so hard.Now each of them put on exam gloves and masks. They went to the autoclave and placed some items into it and sterilized them.While they were waiting, they played with my cock and balls and fingered my asshole. I don’t know if they were studying my cock and balls or admiring them, but they seemed to enjoy the view. Nurse Joanne said, “His scrotum is too small, let’s make it bigger”! She took out a huge syringe and drew out 30cc of saline from her supply. She wiped my scrotum with alcohol and proceeded to inject my scrotum with the saline. She did that a few more times for her sheer fun of sticking me with a needle. Then she retrieved a catheter and a bag of saline and began the drip into my ball sac.The bell on the autoclave “dinged” and they retrieved their instruments. Mistress Sandra asked, “Should we pierce his nipples and cock head”? A wave of terror shot through me. I yelled, “NOOOO”!I was told to shut up and a cock gag was put in my mouth. I protested as best I could, “Mffffmffmmmmmmmffffff”! They all laughed at me.For I don’t know how long, they examined, teased and poked me. In the end I did get my nipples pierced.They left me tied on the table with the drip going in my ball sac, and went upstairs.When they returned, the drip was removed and the comment was made, “MMMM, nice balls now!” Each of them handled my balls and said “Oh yesss, very nice”!Nurse Sandra said that my balls were now the size of a baseball, and gave them a good pat. I jumped as best I could being strapped down.“OK girls, time to get our sexual desires satisfied”, said Mistress Marie.Mistress Marie unzipped her uniform and removed it. Nurse Joanne “got comfortable” and Nurse Sandra removed her skirt and sheer blouse (which by the way left nothing to the imagination) and stood there in her black lingerie.They began to suck my cock and one of them climbed up on the table and straddled my face. “Eat my pussy well or we will remove your balls”!I ate like my balls depended on it. (That was bad)All I know is that I got a face full of female cum and loved it and swallowed it all. Then I gently cleaned her. When she climbed off, I saw that it was Mistress Marie.Nurse Joanne got a urethral sound and slid it into my cock and began fucking my cock with it. As she was doing that Nurse Sandra was masturbating me. While they were bent over me, I heard Nurse Joanne say, “OMG Marie, are you eating my pussy”? “Yes, I know you like it”. Now picture this, my cock is getting fucked with a urethral sound, while being jerked off and Mistress Marie is eating Nurse Joanne. Nurse Joanne is making all kinds of erotic sex noises and grinding. I could not hold back any more and I shot a hot load even with the sound in my cock. Nurse Joanne and Sandra dove on my cock to lick up my huge load of cum. Then slid the sound out of my cock and they licked it clean.Nurse Joanne screamed and shot her load onto Mistress Marie’s face.Nurse Sandra got on top of me and pushed my cock into her hot wet pussy. She rode my cock fast and hard until she came. She shot her load all over my cock and balls. All three enjoyed licking me clean. And it felt so good.Mistress Marie said that we all should take a break and resume later if we are up to it. A look at the clock showed that it was well after midnight.After resting and jointly showering, we had a nice night cap and decided to continue tomorrow.We then all went to sleep.This is just one half of this weekend. Look for part 4 very soon. Leave comments please.

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Becoming a cuckold part1“Shhhhhh” was all Tish said to me as i was pushed down by the head towards my Girlfriends pussy. I was balking at this because we had just finished making love. “Baby you always said you’d do anything for Me, well I want you to eat My pussy”“But i just came in you”“I know but I’m still horny. I could masturbate instead BUT if I do I’m cutting you off for a month. never mind I’ll do it myself.”Within the seconds of hearing that i was down between Her legs staring at Tish’s pussy swollen red and dripping with my cum. i had often wondered what Her pussy would taste like filled with cum in fact I had made myself cum many a time thinking about it while reading stories about it but I could never do it. It was like Tish had figured out bursa escort one of my dirty fantasies.The scent was strong and musky not completely unappealing. i stuck my tongue out and licked Tish’s clit“oh yes that’s a good boy lick all that cum from Me swallow His seed”i looked up on that comment Tish said “you heard Me I said swallow His seed. Well isn’t that what you want to do lick My cheating pussy? my cock got instantly hard how on earth did Tish know “Lie on your back I’m going to sit on your face IF you don’t do a good job making Me cum I won’t let you watch the first time I fuck Another Man”“i’m sorry what did you say?”“you heard Me I said Lie on your back so I can sit on your face and you can swallow All the Cum inside My used Pussy.”“No bursa escort bayan the other part” “What that you better make Me cum?”“No the other”“Oh That what about that?”“You’re just teasing aren’t you?”With a devilish grin on Her face she said again more forcefully “get on your back I’m gonna ride your face and Yes I said if you don’t make Me cum really good I won’t let you watch or listen to Me fuck Another Man”i rolled over and Tish straddled my face and lowered Herself on my face and ground Her beautiful swollen pussy on my lips. Tentatively I started licking Tish tasted as sweet as she always did but salty. The more I licked Tish’s pussy the wetter she got moaning “Eat My cheating pussy baby eat his cum from Me” Tish then said the ultimate escort bursa comment “Damn it you are a cuckold your cock is so hard keep eating Me” Tish the slapped my cock I let out a surprised ouch “Come on cuckie clean my pussy and make Me cum like the slut you want Me to be” my tongue became a flurry wanting to make Tish cum wanting to make what She had said Cum true. i did want Tish to become a Slut and fuck other Men i did want her to force me to eat Her used pussy that and more. Tish moaned that she was cumming and that I should lick faster. i dug in to Tish’s pussy like it was my last meal Tish gushed almost squirting for the first time. Tish hadn’t touched Me for several minutes but as She came i did as well. I thought Tish would have been done but no she reach down took my second load in Her hand and rolled off me Lick your cum from my hand cuckieAs she said that Tish mashed Her hand on my face smearing my cum all over my face and laughed“Things are going to change around here”

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SallyStanding at her bedroom sink, patting her vibrator dry, the last remnants of last nights orgasm draining down the sink. As intense as the orgasm was, and as relieving as it had felt, Sally yearned for the intimacy of sex with her husband. Bob had left only a couple of weeks before on deployment to the middle east. Being a military wife Sally recognised the stages she was going through, the same as all Bob’s previous deployments. At 36 she was now one of the older wives living on base. Their small house had been their home since they had got married. Bob had quickly climbed the military ladder to officer level, but Sally wished he wouldn’t volunteer so quickly for overseas postings. She knew all the other wives would be feeling the same way, especially the newlyweds, and her experience told her a vibrator is the most important weapon in her artillery when Bob was away. Another lonely summer, all alone, just herself and Jack her son. Tossing her clothes in the hamper, Sally mumbled to herself, that a full spring clean of the house was in order.The days were getting hotter, and Sally had decided that nearly a full week of cleaning was enough, today was a day to relax. Slipping on a bikini she lay out in the small rear garden, laying the foundations for a good sun tan. The garden was very private, when they moved into the house Bob had planted a hedge to give them some privacy, privacy that Sally enjoyed when the weather was good. Some of the other houses were completely open at the rear, and marching platoons would regularly pass the open gardens.Sally heard the front door open, Jack was home and by the sounds, he had a friend with him. She waited expecting him to appear in the garden, but they seemed to go straight up the stairs to his room. About an hour later Sally went to get a drink and decided to bring some refreshments to her son and his visitor. Slipping on loose pants and a top, she took some chips and sodas upstairs. As she was about to knock on the door, she could hear them talking. “She’s a ten!”“No only an eight, her tits are too small”“Your mom’s a ten”Sally stopped.“Don’t be silly, a mom cant be a ten”“She is, I saw her in the back when we came in, in her bikini, she’s hot”“Paul, she’s my mom…….. but I suppose she’s not too bad, but I don’t think I can give her a ten, max a nine”Sally smiled to herself, thinking, you still have it girl, a ten. But she did feel a little surprised that Jack had admitted to her being a nine. She turned and went back downstairs, calling the boys from the kitchen to offer the drinks and snacks. The following week, Sally only had one more room to clean, Jack’s room. It was the usual mess. Like most teenage boys, there were clothes and food tossed everywhere. After a couple of hours, she was nearly finished, just the bed to do. Jack’s laptop lay open on the bed, when Sally went to lift it, the request for a password popped up. She remembered hearing Jack telling his friend the password one evening, 36DDtits, she hadn’t said anything and guessed jack didn’t think he had been overheard. Sally typed the password and the screen opened, a porn site popped up, she wasn’t surprised, he was that age. The video was a cheerleader video, which Sally watched for a while, weighing up the pros and cons of getting out her vibrator, but had finally decided not to. She made a mental note of the site, and closed the screen. As she changed the sheets on the bed, Sally found something under the pillow, the red satin and black lace of her panties. She pulled them out, the material was stuck together, she nearly had to tear them apart. Streaks of cum gluing the fine material together. Sally was angry, feeling degraded, how was she to deal with this, her son needed to know this was inappropriate. She’d ask Bob when they had their skype call on Sunday.By Monday, Sally had decided not to mention it to Bob, he’d just say, that’s a boy growing up, he’ll get over it. She had made a mental note to track her panties, but none had disappeared from the wash since. On Tuesday she decided she would spend the day in the garden sunbathing, slipping on her bikini, finding a book and a radio, she set herself up in the yard at the back of the house. After she had eaten lunch, she was getting something upstairs passing Jack’s room she looked in. the laptop was on the bed, she checked under the pillow and again found her panties, the pair she had been wearing the previous day. Sally had been battling with her self how to approach the subject with Jack, she wanted him to stop this habit, yet didn’t want to embarrass him or make him question his sexuality. She knew from the conversation she had overheard from his bedroom that he was straight, but how far would this fetish he had go.It was late afternoon, Jack should be home soon. She thought she had heard the front door a few minutes ago, but there was no sign of Jack. Sally was lying on her stomach on the grass, the hot sun beating down on her skin, the warm rays heating her shoulders and back, her legs and thighs. She felt like someone was close by. Looking over her shoulder she saw the shadow. “Jack?”“Yes mom.”“How long have you been there?”“About ten minut….. I just got home” Jack switched his answer midsentence. He was standing directly behind her, how long had he been there, he was staring straight down at her legs, the gap between her thighs, and Sally presumed her butt and pussy in her bikini. He seemed immediately embarrassed, turning to go back into the house. Sally said nothing, expecting to be angry, but something inside her felt different, not wrong, but she felt slightly turned on. Even though he’s her son, the fact that Jack had been ogling her from behind seemed to be turning her on.Sally cancelled the thoughts from her mind, her own son, she was just imagining being bursa escort turned on, it was really the thoughts of Bob that were having the sexual effect on her body, not Jack. That night and the following day though she couldn’t get the feeling from her mind completely. The more she tried to forget it the more she was getting turned on. But Jack needed to learn, he needed to understand how to respect women. Should she push him, see how far his fantasy would go.The following day, Sally had been at the mall, when she got home, she could hear voices in Jack’s room, his friend Paul had called over. She stood at the door listening.“Did you ever see your mom naked?”“No, did you”“I walked in on her in the shower once” Paul answered, “Her tits are droopy. You must have seen yours”“Not nude, but she was sunbathing yesterday, in the garden in her bikini”“you should have called me, was she topless, did you see her tits”“No” Sally sensed disappointment in Jack’s voice. Maybe his fetish was her and not just her panties. She left the conversation, entering her room, not sure how to handle the situation. Then she had an idea. She opened her press, digging deep she found a pair of tight shorts, lycra sports shorts, that were more like hot pants. She had ordered them online, but they were much too tight, the stretchy material left very little to the imagination, even causing to show a camel toe, the back left half her butt cheeks visible, hanging from the bottom of the shorts. Putting them on, she had no panties underneath. She then found a white sports bra top, the tight material stretching over her firm breasts. Looking in the mirror, she could see her dark areola through the tight top, her nipples were hard and erect sticking out proud from the top.Later as she sat eating with jack, she could feel his eyes watching every move she made, checking her body out. Sally should have been angry, should have said something, but instead she could feel the warmth and moisture building inside her pussy. She had a yearning to touch herself, to finger her pussy, even if he was to see. The lack of intimacy since Bob had left was making the whole thing difficult. Maybe a trip upstairs, ten minutes with her vibrator, would Jack notice, would he hear, would he realise.She went to her room, opening the top drawer, the drawer where her little friend was hidden. On top of the pile of lingerie was pair of white lace panties, the lace so fine that they were virtually see through. wearing them she knew her ass would be visible, the bra was similar, only her nipples would be concealed. Changing her clothes, the dampness in her pussy was increasing. Sally went back down to the kitchen, revealing all but the most intimate parts of her body. Jack was at the sink cleaning up. “I need some disinfectant for the bathroom” Sally said, the first thing to come into her mind. Jack’s eyes nearly popped out, his mom wearing hot lingerie, virtually naked. She found the bottle, bending over to take it from the press. Jack was right behind her, she knew he was staring at her, her ass and possibly her pussy through the panties. She took her time standing up, allowing him time to savour the view. Slowly she stood, leaning against him, she could feel her breasts pressing against his arm, the lace bra barely covering her skin. Sally kissed Jack on the cheek, exactly as any mom would, but she delayed pulling away from him, the kiss lasting longer than it should. Her warm breath in his ear, she whispered, “Thanks for helping, you’re the best son”. Sally looked down, seeing the tent shape in her son’s shorts. As sally pulled away, she patted his butt a couple of times giggling, then grabbed a handful of his flesh, before giving him a playful slap on his ass. She said good night, and could feel his eyes following her as she disappeared.In her room, she was so horny, she wanted to hear Jack going to bed, her vibrator was going to be her relief. Pulling her lace panties down, the sticky secretions from her pussy had soaked the fine lace, her panties were all but dripping with her juices. She had a naughty idea, passing her usual night wear on the bed, she reached inside her drawer. Finding the tiniest G string, she owned, Bob had bought it for her as a joke, it did absolutely noting to cover any part of her body. Pulling the small piece of material on, the string slipping between her labia, the tiny triangle of material acting as an arrow pointing towards her bare vagina. She found a satin robe, tying it loosely, allowing the possibility of it parting easily. She went to the clothes hamper, carefully placing her clothes on top, her white lace panties placed perfectly folded on top of the other clothes.Sally went back to her room, silently listening. After about ten minutes she heard Jack come up, getting ready for bed, calling good night quietly, she didn’t answer. The house was in silence for about ten minutes when she heard Jack’s door open, he crept along the hall, then she heard the sound of the clothes hamper open and Jack returning to his room. Sally waited, listening, in the night she began to hear little moans from Jack’s room, she climbed off her bed, the robe only covering half her ass, her G string hiding nothing. She quietly walked into the hall, then slowly opening Jack’s door, she peaked in.Jack was lying on top of the bed, a small side light illuminating the room, propped up on the pillows, he was completely naked, his hard cock in his hand. stroking himself. His cock looked around the same size as Bob’s but the circumcised head was swollen thick. In his mouth Jack had Sally’s panties, his mumbles were not understandable, the lace panties making him inaudible. As Sally watched, her son’s eyes were shut, his stroking was getting quicker, his moans and noises getting louder. bursa escort bayan He pulled the panties from his mouth and quickly wrapping them around his cock. she watched as his body tensed up, his groin lifting from the bed as he let out a loud gasp, and his cock began spewing his cum into her panties, the thick cream easily flowing through the fine lace. Sally stood and watched as stream after stream of cum leaked form her son’s cock, covering his hand, her panties and his stomach. She didn’t move, standing just inside his room, slowly his orgasm subsided, and Sally came into Jack’s view, his cock still hard, her panties coated in his cum. He froze.Sally turned around and walked out the door, she returned only a minute later, a pack of wet wipes in her hand. jack still hadn’t moved his erection had subsided a little, but her panties were still wrapped around him. Sally sat on the bed beside him, releasing his grip from her panties, and puling them off his cock. Jack was just staring her in the eye, afraid to move. She took out some of the wet wipes, cleaning the cum from his stomach, then with another handful of wipes, she wrapped them around his softening penis. Sally began wiping his cock, cleaning the cum from him, her hand surrounding his meat as she wiped up and down. Immediately she could feel his cock begin to stiffen. Looking down she noticed her robe had parted, one of her breasts poking out from the satin robe, her legs parted, probably giving Jack a view of her G string and maybe even her pussy. The moisturized wipes lubricating his cock as her hand stroked him. His cock was quickly solid, the benefit of being a young sixteen old. Jack was groaning, his eyes shut tight as Sally’s hand stroked up and down. She released her grip, allowing the bundle of wipes fall away, then leaning forward she kissed the head of his cock. she had been a complete virgin when she met Bob, and this was only the second cock she had handled, she flicked her tongue against Jack’s open slit, the tip of her tongue sliding against the eye of his cock. jack groaned. She opened her mouth and her lips slid around the head of his clean cut cock. she could feel him buck beneath her. his cock slipped into her mouth, her tongue exploring his length and girth. Jack’s cock felt very similar in size to Bob’s, but the circumcised head seemed bigger than Bob’s. she fed as much of his cock into her mouth, moving up and down. Jack was groaning loudly, his cock nearly reaching the back of her throat. Sally felt Jack’s hands on her head, his hips bucked up and with a loud groan, she felt his cock throb in her mouth. Hot creamy cum began pumping in to her throat, Sally trying to swallow as much as she could. His salty but sweet semen pouring down her throat as his cock kept pumping his seed into her. he seemed to be cumming for ages, finally stopping as his cock went limp. Sally said nothing, climbing off the bed, licking the remains of his cum from her lips, she turned back towards her own room.Sally was lying on her bed, her robe wide open, her knees raised, her G string doing nothing to cover her pussy. She could smell the sex escaping from her pussy, her juices soaking her thighs. Her bedroom door was open, and she saw Jack enter the dimly lit room. He stood staring at his mom, her body on full view, her cum soaked panties in his hand.Holding her panties up, he said “I’m sorry mom”. She just smiled.Jack moved to the side of the bed, bending over he placed a kiss on her lips, she responded and felt his mouth opening. Jack’s tongue found Sally’s and the two were passionately kissing. Sally felt Jack’s hand on her breast, his grip a little rough, she asked him to be gentle, he began rubbing her hard nipples, then moved his hand down her stomach. His first touch of her pussy was electrifying, she was so horny, craving her own satisfaction. His inexperienced hand was feeling around her pussy, she helped guide his touch to her own clit, then as he rubbed her, her body reacting to him, his finger slipped along the string of her panties. His finger found her opening and he pressed it in, her pussy spreading to accept his finger. He finger fucked her for a few minutes as they continued their kiss.Jack broke the kiss, then using his mouth explored her neck and chest, sucking her hard nipples, sending small electric shocks through her body. Slowly he moved down her stomach, then placed himself between her legs. Propping herself up on pillows, she watched as his head disappeared between her legs, the first touch of his tongue, although completely inexperienced, caused a mini orgasm, she was so turned on, so on edge. His tongue prodded her wet hole, making her cum. Her orgasm was intense, she thrashed around under him, her fluids soaking the bed. When she finally stopped cumming, she could see him looking up towards her face, a huge grin on his face, her juices dripping from his chin.Jack climbed up, kissing his mom, Sally could taste her own juices from his mouth. As they kissed she could feel his cock pressing against her stomach. He was fully erect again. Sally told him to lie down. Removing her robe and her G string, she climbed back on to the bed. Straddling Jack, she lowered herself on to his upright cock. parting her labia with her fingers she gave him a full view as his cock slipped into her pussy. Being on top, Sally had full control of their pace of fucking, keeping to a pace that kept her on the edge, with out the rush her inexperienced lover would have shown. She fucked him slowly, often stopping to allow him rest, to allow his pending orgasm to subside. As she moved up and down on his cock, she was pinching her nipples, the gentle pain adding to her own excitement.Sally wasn’t sure how long Jack would last fucking her, he had already cum a few escort bursa times, but she knew this was his first time inside a pussy. She lifted herself off his cock, her creamy juices coating his red hard cock. turning her back on him, she lowered back down, Jack grabbing his mom’s ass as she fucked him with her back to him. He was getting closer, all the signs were growing. Sally climbed off once more, she wanted him in her favourite position. Telling to stand beside the bed, Sally got on her knees, her ass in the air her back arched. She backed up towards her son, reaching between her legs she found his cock. her juices had his cock well lubricated, and she guided him in side. Placing his hands on her hips, he began moving back and forward, he was in control now, she knew he wouldn’t last. The angle she was taking his cock from was hitting all her right spots, as he would pound in, she could feel his hardness against her pussy walls, spreading her, spreading her juices. He was only fucking her in that position for a few minutes when he let out a loud shout, collapsing on her back, she felt his cock throb, hot streams of cum burning her pussy as he filled her up. How he had so much cum she didn’t know, but the hot juice felt wonderful inside her. Jack pulled out, the last stream of cum landing on her ass. He flopped on to the bed beside her, Sally could feel his cum leaking out of herself already, joining the pool of her own cum on the bed.Neither of them spoke, they lay there for a while, not moving, not touching, not speaking. Sally got up first, climbing in to the shower, washing the mixed sweat and sticky cum, from her body. Climbing out of the shower, Jack was standing there, amazingly his cock was rock solid again. He took his mom in his arms, turning her towards the mirror, he bent her over the bathroom counter. She watched him in the mirror, as he spread her ass cheeks wide, opening up her pussy. Sally watched in the bathroom mirror as Jack disappeared behind her, she felt him kissing her ass cheeks, then lower to her pussy. The first touch of his tongue against her pussy was different from his previous attempt an hour or two ago, he seemed to have gained some experience from her previous directions, Jack’s tongue was probing her pussy, she could feel him sucking her labia, her juices flowing, his tongue flicking against her clit. The copious amounts of juices she could feel leaking from her pussy must be nearly drowning her son she thought. But Jack continued on, exploring every minute nerve and crevice of her pussy with his tongue and his mouth. He moved slightly higher, his tongue flicked against her perineum. “no not there please” she begged. Sally had no intention of letting him near her ass, Bob had tried a number of times, but she had never been ready. Jack went back to her pussy, she could feel the intense sensations building deep inside her. she knew he would easily make her cum again.Jack reappeared from behind his mom, a huge grin on his face, Sally could feel his cock pressing against her ass cheeks, he moved around a bit, his cock was obviously in his fist. He found his target and Sally felt his mushroom shaped knob pressing against her pussy. Her vagina opened, and his cock slipped into her, she was so wet. Jack had her pussy filled straight away, she was so lubricated his hardness filled her like a sword in a sheath. Jack leaned forward, grabbing his mom’s breasts and pulling them and her up. He began sliding his cock in and put of her pussy, the strange angle she was at meant she could feel his cock rub against her G spot as he slid in. it was like he was the perfect size and height for her. each of his movements causing her to have numerous mini orgasms, he was like the ultimate sex toy, the perfect G spot dildo as he fucked her.Sally had lost count of the number of orgasms she had, whether it was one long orgasm or many separate orgasms. Her body was a constant shake of sexual pleasure. Sally wanted Jack to cum, she wanted to feel his hot sperm once more in her pussy, the hot river of cum was what would blow her mind.In the mirror, Jack looked in a daze, a world of his own as he fucked her from behind. His face told Sally he was nearing his peak, his orgasm. Then he stopped. Like a rabbit in the head lights. “Mom?”This wasn’t the time for a conversation Sally thought, she just wanted to be fucked, not begin some long debate about some random topic. Sally could only grunt, another wave of orgasm flowing over her body.“Mom?”“Yes!” she couldn’t put more than one word into a sentence.“What if dad finds out?”“Oh god, well I’m not going to tell him!, just fuck me please, I want your cum inside me again”Jack smiled, and thrust his cock hard into her pussy. His fingers pinched her nipples as the pace and ferocity of his fucking increased. The sound of his balls and thighs slapping against her skin, the groans coming from both of them filled the bathroom. The Jack let out a loud grunt. Sally felt the hot stream of cum burn her passage as Jack came inside her. the throbbing of his cock and the stream of his love fluid made her scream out with a huge orgasm, she grabbed the counter top to keep her balance as her legs virtually gave way under her. Sally felt Jack pull out of her pussy, his cock spewing one more stream of cum on to her ass, as he tried to hold himself and her up. As often as Bob had made her cum, the orgasm she had just experienced was her most intense orgasm ever. It took many minutes for her body to even begin to return to normality, her lungs struggling to fill her panting was so extreme.Jack had been trying to say something for several minutes, but his breathing was so shallow, he wasn’t able to form words, eventually he managed to speak. Holding Sally in his arms, he looked at his mom, “I’m sorry for taking your panties mom” the look on his face was a cross between remorse and the ecstasy of his numerous orgasms.“If that’s the result of you taking my panties, feel free Jack, just make sure your dad is away before you take them.”

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Bachelorette Party RecruiterA true story as told to Fred Lake by his wife Tiffany© 2018 Fred LakeAbout twenty years ago, when living in another city, Fred and I were active swingers and had been for a decade. We had a lot of swinging friends we partied with, some of whom we had become true friends with and saw occasionally for non-swinger events. We also had non-swinger friends, and some of them knew each other without knowing that some were swingers. Sometimes the two worlds collided. The events of this story are taken from my journal, written at the time. When the situation began, I had no idea it was going to turn into a great way to recruit more swingers.One of our non-swinging friends was Charlotte. I knew her from work; her company had hired my company as consultants. Charlotte had a daugh+er who was getting married. Fred and I were invited to the wedding, and Charlotte asked myself and Roxanne, a swinger friend of mine, to plan a bachelorette party. Charlotte didn¹t have a clue that Roxanne and I were swingers, but she knew we were always going to parties and thought we¹d be good at planning. We asked Charlotte just how wild she wanted the party to be, and she said: “anything goes, my daugh+er is not a goodie-two-shoes.” We specifically asked if male strippers would be welcome, and she said: “of course, it¹s a bachelorette party.”So we planned on a big party. I rented a private party space, one where the facility owners arranged the furniture to suit your event, handed you the keys, and walked away (after collecting a damage deposit). The main room was about twenty by thirty feet; restrooms and a storage room for various kinds of tables and chairs were in the front part of the building. We put the chairs in a U-shape in the middle and moved some big Ottomans against the walls behind the chairs. I knew the facility as the swingers rented it every now and then for one of the larger orgies and our company rented it now and then for meetings and presentations. I bought a lot of booze and some snack trays of various types of food.Roxanne arranged for four of the younger men in the swinger club to be the male strippers. They had good bodies and had great moves, as Roxanne and I could personally attest. (I found out later that the four of them danced for bachelorette parties and other events on a regular basis. They even appeared every month as a male strip review from all-female audiences. They were billed as “The Four Whoresmen of the Cumpuckerlips.”)The night of the party arrived, and the party started as the women were delivered to the party house. Charlotte, myself, Roxanne, and Charlotte¹s sis+er Bethany, were from our generation. The bride, Carmen, was just over twenty-one, and five her bridesmaids bursa escort were all between 19 and 28. (Two were married, one engaged, and the other two had boyfriends.) We got the party started with some music and booze and a couple of silly party games. The bride opened her presents, which included lingerie and two sex toys. Drinking continued and we switched to faster music. Some of the girls were dancing, and it was getting pretty loud, but it was a free-standing building in a business district so nobody outside would care.Except of course for the two police officers who showed up and announced they were going to arrest everyone, starting with the bride. Carmen was handcuffed spread eagle to a coat rack and a light fixture. She stood there swaying to the music with her arms stretched out to each side. Nobody was really fooled and the two police officers started dancing and stripping. As happens in such things, no one (except Roxanne and I) knew how far the strippers would go. I¹m sure a lot of the women expected (or hoped) that they would stop with their G-strings, but of course they went bare-naked and soon had their swinging dicks in full motion. For this story, we¹ll call them Matthew and Mark.The naked Matthew and Mark then began to feel up the bride while the other women cheered them on. Even Charlotte (who was pretty drunk already) and Carmen didn¹t seem to mind. The strippers then began unbuttoning Carmen¹s blouse and unhooked her bra. Her tits were exposed to everyone and the strippers took turns sucking them and rubbing the crotch of her pants. They unbuckled the straps of her bra and threw it aside, but there was no way to get her blouse off without releasing her from the handcuffs.The cops, Matthew and Mark, then produced a bag of plastic rings about ten inches across and had the girls try to toss the rings around their erect cocks.At this point two firemen walked in with their bunker coats and fire extinguishers. They announced “We aren¹t here to cool this party down, but to heat it up!” We¹ll call them Luke and John for this story. The women went crazy, and the two firemen proceeded to get naked. All four men were soon rubbing on all the women (including me, and I was intimately familiar with their bodies from the swinger group). Matthew produced cans of whipped cream and the men got the girls to lick it off of their chests and cocks.Charlotte (who was happily married) seemed to be enjoying their attention (and the whipped cream). The firemen convinced Charlotte to go stand beside Carmen, and Roxanne asked everyone if it was fair that the bride was showing her tits (so were two of the bridesmaids and Roxanne by this time) but the mo+her of the bride was not exposed. The two firemen bursa escort bayan then stripped Charlotte to the waist, which involving removing her dress and bra and leaving her wearing only her panties and pantyhose. The police promptly “arrested” her for “public nudity” and handcuffed her to the light fixture and another coat rack beside her daugh+er. Matthew and Mark then released Carmen¹s hands (one at a time) in order to remove her blouse, leaving her naked from the waist up. The two women, mo+her and daugh+er, were standing-hanging there half-naked but were not complaining. Roxanne and I were both topless by this time, and all but one the bridesmaids quickly were as well.Then one of the cops said: “We need to kick this party up a notch!” and with help from a fireman proceeded to remove Carmen¹s pantyhose and Charlotte¹s pants. Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John men were dancing around the room, kissing and fondling the girls. (They getting their cocks stroked, and I¹m sure by then a couple of cocks got into somebody¹s mouth, including mine.) As they passed Carmen and Charlotte they would feel them up, playing with their tits and sticking their hands down their panties.It wasn¹t long before Charlotte¹s panties were around her knees (she had a full bush) and Carmen¹s were on one of John¹s helmet. (Her pussy was trimmed but not entirely devoid of hair.) The men continued to dance around the room, and were finger-fucking and titty-sucking any women who would put up with it (including the now-naked Roxanne and myself). Mark and Luke dropped to their knees before the bride and her mo+her, licking their pussies and driving them crazy. Then Matthew and John found the sex toys and proceeded to insert them into the vaginas of Charlotte and Carmen. Everyone in the room was chanting as they writhed in pleasure. We were all guessing which one would reach an orgasm first. (Charlotte surprised everyone when she screamed an explosive orgasm.)Mark danced by me and I took the chance to suck his cock, as I had many times before. Roxanne surprised me by laying back to expose that she had no underwear on, and ordered fireman Luke to fuck her. The bridesmaids were going crazy watching a 45-year-old women get fucked by a 25-year-old naked fireman. More and more of the girls¹ bodies were exposed.This bothered me somewhat. Here we were, two swinger women and four swinger men in the midst of eight vanilla women who had no idea that Roxanne had probably fucked at least one of these guys every week for the last year. I didn¹t really think we¹d push things that far; I thought four men feeling up drunk women would be about as far as it went, but I didn¹t know what Roxanne had arranged ahead of time with the men. (I was escort bursa in charge of food and beverage; Roxanne was in charge of the strippers. At this point I didn¹t know they were professional bachelorette party entertainers.)I looked around, and saw a bridesmaid sucking one of John. Matthew was feeling up Charlotte with one hand and Carmen with the other. The remaining two strippers were dancing around the room feeling up women and getting felt up and sucked. They were gathering up discarded underwear and piling it in the center of the room. I noticed that one of the bridesmaids was still fully dressed and another still had on her pantyhose and panties. These were, no surprise, the married ones.I looked around again and saw that Matthew was actually fucking Charlotte standing up as she was still handcuffed to the wall. That was serious. Charlotte was a married lady. I got up and went over to make sure she was cool. By the time I got there (which involved a brief makeout and grope session with Mark) Charlotte had Matthew¹s sperm running down her legs.”Are you okay?” I asked.”Better than okay!” she screamed. “Best fuck in years! God I needed this, and I¹m not done!”I made sure she seemed okay and asked her if she wanted to be uncuffed. She said yes, so I hit the obvious button that made the fake handcuffs unlock, releasing her. She went into the room and talked with Luke, who headed for Carmen like a heat-seeking missile.”Your mo+her says you need to get fucked,” he said. I overheard this and was shocked. Charlotte had just cheated on her husband and was now sending a stripper to help her daugh+er cheat on her fiance. The wedding was only two days away!”Are you okay with that?” I asked Carmen.”Yes, and it¹s about damn time,” Carmen replied. “I have needed a cock in me since they boned me with that blue thing.” She looked at the stripper and said: “You damn well better make me cum! And don¹t even think about using a rubber!” Luke promised he would do her right. Then he released her from the handcuffs and carried her to one of the Ottomans. He put her down and spread her legs, then slid his already-erect cock into her already-dripping pussy, without a condom, as she had ordered. The maid of honor came and laid down beside her on another Ottoman and soon had a stripper fucking her as well. Mark was wearing a condom.Convinced that Carmen and her maid of honor were in no pain, I looked around to see what was going on. The other two strippers (John and Matthew) had somehow produced a bag of plastic snap-links (like a link of chain but with a spring-loaded gate to allow them to be clipped together). They were busily connecting all of the bras and panties in central pile into one huge chain that stretched diagonally across the room. They got everything connected and then noticed the two married bridesmaids. One of them, fully dressed, was in the corner with Bethany. John approached them but Bethany waved him away. Matthew went to the other

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I love black cock! (I’m such a black cock sluHere you go-fresh from tonight: something that’s been developing for the past month or so…I recently made friends with a wonderful interracial couple at a home gardening class. First we went out for lunch to talk about composting, and had a wonderful conversation. Sat is an African-American-India Indian mix, and Jenn in an amazing looking (and VERY buxom) white girl from Boston. Of course, the first thing that I noticed was Sat’s long thick fingers (in the very beginning of the class, as they were standing across from me). They were very absorbed in the class and each other, so I was cool looking without worry of being caught. I couldn’t get the two of them fucking out of my mind-and of course that lead to me imagining Sat fucking me….I was in their group when it came to the practice part of the class. It was a small group, and my easy outgoing nature lead to several lively conversations between us (with the others occasionally joining in). She was wearing a very inappropriate white scoop neck top (and heels!) which had all the other guys looking at her as often as they could steal a glance. They were both very aware of what was going on and seemed to revel in it. He was wearing loose fit jeans and I was a bit confused when I couldn’t see an outline of what had to be a very big cock at any time I was able to look. We had some laughs and when it was over I asked if they wanted to join me for lunch. They jumped at it.They sat together at the other side of the table and it sure looked from my end like she had her hand in his lap several times-for extended period of times, and her arm made a back and forth motion pretty often that made me thing that she was stroking him whenever she did it. The class was going to meet once a week and at the end of the next class they asked if I wanted to meet them for drinks after dinner. I did!They were already at the bar when I walked in. Sat was very casually dressed, with loose fitting jeans again and a black hoody with gray triple X’s on the back. Jenn was dressed to the nine’s in a short white dress that didn’t leave a single curve to the imagination. We had a couple of drinks, with Jenn on one side of Sat and me on the other. After 3 or 4 drinks and some small talk, the asked if I wanted to step out for a smoke. We made our way down a hall, past the toilets and out the back. There were a few others there and we lit up. “You smoke a bit funny for a guy, Glenn”, Jenn said out of nowhere. It was only thing that I realized that I had been u*********sly getting my gurl on. Sat looked over at me waiting for a response. I just smiled and took another very flirty pull of my cigarette as my eyes flicked past Jenn and over to Glenn. “Yeah, I seem to have a few rather feminine traits” I answered. I hope its not freaking you out or anything. Sat didn’t reply, but Jenn said quickly, “No, it’s kinda cute actually.” This drew and rather interesting look from Sat. “Are you gay?” Jenn then asked. Wow, she was direct. My mind was racing through possible answers, and I decided on a vague one, since that worked rather well for the smoking. Before I could answer though, the sweet smell of week wafted our way and she cut in by asking if we wanted to smoke up before going back inside. She took a petite hit off a beautifully colored glass pipe and passed it to me. I passed it to Sat. After we stopped coughing, she probed: “Well…” as she held my eyes. Crap! I had forgotten my answer! “Wow, that’s some sweet sh-i-t” I said, and then “I don’t think so, but I’ve been asked that many times before-probably tuzla escort because of those feminine traits I said. The pot was starting to hit me, and I tossed my longish hair back over my shoulder. Jenn and I laughed, and even Sat smiled, revealing his gold tooth with a star cutout. There was no more on this topic after we went back inside.The next week, I asked them out for drinks. A different bar, but after several drinks we were out smoking again. Needless to say I had been thinking about both of them the whole week! We smokes some weed and tried to go back in only to find that the bar was closing (it seemed a bit early-but I had never been there before). “Why don’t you come back to our place and we can finish the night there?” Jenn offered, looked to Sat, who kind of frowned while nodding a few times.We sat on opposing couches, with Sat and Jenn snuggled next to each other, nursing our scotch and waters. The conversation was lively and Jenn seemed very flirty with Sat, who kinda remained a bit aloof to it-focusing more on our discussions. Then, out of the blue (we had just been talking about muscle cars-something Sat and I had enthusiastically in common. I was smoking and Jenn cocked her head to one side watching me intently. “Have you ever sucked another man’s cock?” she broadsided me in a very light-hearted and flirty way that had been running all evening. I looked at Sat, who just rolled his eyes upward and away. Without waiting for an answer she cut in that she had learned how to give amazing blowjobs as a teen. She didn’t want to have sex too early, and it was the only way to get guys to keep asking her out. “Wait here.” She came back from the kitchen holding a rather large cucumber. Sat was looking at her like, wtf?? She then told me that most people new about twisting at the end of the jerk when you’re sucking someone off, but that if you’re dealing with a really big cock – which she said was a must (!) – then you might not be able to throat it, so the trick was to move the flat of your tongue in a licking motion back and forth, in and out, along the bottom under the head. “It’s the man’s clit.” i remember her saying. The weed that we smoked before we sat down was hitting us all then, and she started giggling. Sat said, “what’s wrong with you woman?” “It’s just that you can’t get a sense of what it feels like from watching me suck a stupid cucumber!” She exclaimed giggling. It was then that she reached over and started unbuckling Sat’s belt. He rolled his eyes up again, but made no move to stop her. After undoing his pants she stopped and asked “Do you mind if I show you?” I was speechless. She took that as a “No, I don’t mind.”She then turned back to Sat and was freeing him from his pants with her back to me, so I couldn’t see anything at all. Suddenly she turned sideways “Ta-da!”. And there it was. Sat’s massive member. “Sorry, man…” Sat said to me. I caught his eyes and said it was okay: I was curious. “Yeah, in more ways than one, I bet” Jenn replied, and then immediately turned and took Sat’s thick black – and rapidly hardening – cock into her mouth. After he grew impossibly large and hard, she said, “Okay, watch: no tongue.” And she moved her head up and down on Sat slobbery wet cock while using both hands to jerk him. Her hands turning at the end didn’t escape my notice. Sat moaned. “Now, tongue” and this time Sat really moaned. “See”, she said. Then she stood up and walked over to me, grabbed my hand, and walked me over to Sat (whose head was back on the couch looking up at the ceiling, his throbbing and glistening schlong tuzla escort bayan bouncing with each rush of blood into it). Now, you try it. She wasn’t asking as she pulled me down onto my knees in front of Sat. She grabbed Sat. thick black cock in one hand and but my hand on it with her other. “Watch again” and she took him in her mouth. Then her hands joined my one hand and we started jerking Sat’s huge black cock. Then she came off him, put a hand behind my head and said, “Your turn ‘Glenda'” and she gently urged me down onto his dripping cock. I took him into my mouth and started sucking him. Her hand found my crotch as she whispered in my ear, “Wow, you have a small mouth Glenda (yep, she said “Glenda” again(!), so I hadn’t misheard her the first time!), that means you have a tight pussy too!” and she gave my cock a squeeze. I was rock hard. Suddenly she stood and pulled me to my feet. Come with me baby, she said, and we walked into her bedroom.When we emerged, I was Glenda. In a blindingly quick make over, Jenn had put make up and nails on me, filled some water balloons up and squashed them into her bra. I came out in heels and the same tight dress Jenn had worn that first time at the bar (yeah, it fit me: I’m quite buff, but in a lean girl-MMA fighter kinda way). “Damn girl.” Sat said to Jenn, as we entered and he stood up. He had taken his pants off and his cock was thrusted upward rock hard. Then he looked at me: “Damn girl” he said as he eyed me up and down. “Glenda” Jenn said. “Yeah, Glenda” Sat said and he stepped forward and took me in his arms. My very life-like large tits mashed against his muscled chest and his very hot and thick cock pressed urgently against my stomach, and he leaned down and kissed me open mouth on my freshly applied hot red lipstick. I moaned. Oh F-U-C-K, I was in heaven. Then I felt Jenn pushing me to my knees and we both starting licking, sucking and jerking his massive cock as it loomed over us and dripped precum onto us.When one of my turns had come to rise up and take Sat’s slobbery hot cock into my mouth, Jenn pushed my head down with surprising strength and swiftness. I felt like the newbee Sumo wrestler who had had another, more experienced Sumo man suddenly push down with all his weight on the newbee’s shoulders as he was working his way into a split. Sat. cock penetrated what I had always thought was my too small throat at speed, popped past my gag reflex, and several inches down my throat. I completely panicked and came up gagging, spitting and coughing. “Now, two thrusts” she said as she guided my mouth back onto Sat’s battering ram. Even though I was ready the force of her still took me off guard. Just as I tried to come back up spitting and coughing again, she pushed again and down I went. Then Sat’s hands were on the back of my head and he started yanking himself into me as he thrust his hip forward. I knew then that I was going to die. I was going to be sufficated, I couldn’t breath. At the last moment Sat jerked himself out of me and left me gasping for air; but just for a moment, and then he was back in me. This repeated itself until I started to become confident that Sat wouldn’t let me die. I started to trust him. I started to give myself to him. O God, it felt so good to be a slut, a black cock slut. Once Jenn saw me relaxing into it, she moved between my legs, freed my cock (none too small, except compared to Sat!) and started doing to me what I was doing to Sat.Nobody had ever done that to me. It was amazing! As I started shooting my load, she came off me and grabbed the base of my dick-hard. escort tuzla My orgasm stopped. She repeated this several times, and each time it felt like she was stopping a more intense orgasm than the last one had been. “Okay, he’s ready” she said to Sat, and he scooped me up in his arms and, kissing me deeply, carried me into the bedroom.He face me away from him on his hands and knees and I felt Jenn applying lube. Then I felt the huge curve of his head burning against my tight, white pussy. I moaned. Jenn slide beneath me from the side and started kissing me and rubbing my tits. Sat kept up a pressure that was ever so slowly stretching me open. “Ah….Ah…” I said. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” Jenn said playfully beneath me. “Oh, yeah, yeah…” I answered breathlessly. Then she slide one of her firm tits into my mouth, as she reached between my legs and started giving me a hand job. I was about to blow a circut: too many intense sensations! I felt Sat’s head squeeze into me and I started to come; but Jenn grabbed the base of my cock so hard that it hurt more than Sat’s thick cock that was now creeping behind its head and stretching me open. “Oh, f-uck! Oh f-uck!” I said, in an intensely painful pleasure. Jenn held her grip as I felt Sat’s hands grab my waist and pull me back onto him and him into me. He over filled me and it hurt, even as he started the long slow journey of backing out of me. As he slid into me, a bit faster now, Jenn release me and I had the most intense orgasm that I’ve EVER had (and yeah, this was just a few hours ago remember: my legs are STILL weak and my pussy is still sore and gaping…). After I came Jenn scooted up on the bed so I could eat her while Sat started ever so gradually increasing the force and speed of his wonderful thrusts: his large, thick, long black cock stretching me open and rubbing my g-spot ever more frequently. I felt myself getting hard again…I came in Jenn’s mouth and she gobbled it up; then gave it back to me in a passionate kiss with jerking my cock with scary expertise; Sat was well and truly fucking me, my gurl was completely overwhelming me in total slut mode and I didn’t even feel myself get soft this time – just semi hard and then back to hard in a few minutes. The Jenn slid her but under me and I entered her ass. She lay under me gripping me with her ass as Sat kept on fucking me. As she started going into an orgasmic frenzy as I went balls deep; i felt Sat tense and then hot streams gushing inside of me. It felt like the enema that Jenn had lovingly given me before hand, starring into my eyes while she jiggled herself off.As Sat’s hot cum built pressure up inside of my tight pussy, I came hard into Jenn’s gripping a-sshol-e. Then Sat climbed into bed with us. He never got soft. I watched and felt him fuck Jenn, spooning her while I kissed her, and played with both her huge tits and her swollen and hungry clit. She returned the favor by using her fingers on the underside of my cock the way she had taught me to use my tongue. Sat came inside of her and then fucked me again. He wasn’t quite as hard the third go around, but he still layed some thick black pipe in me! Then I swallowed three of Sat’s loads as I further practiced taking him down my throat. When it was all over, Jenn showed me the famous ace-of-spades tattoo on her firm shapely ass, and said that she was definitely taking me to get one next weekend-after I spent the night!Can you fucking believe this?? All true, I swear it!! If you could see me know, you’d know: truth! Okay, this took longer than I thought to write. My pussy is way too sore, but I’m definitely going to rub one out before I die of exhaustion. To say that I can’t wait till next is an understatement as big as Sat’s lovely, beautiful, massive-and epically hard and tireless thick black cock!

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