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You’ll masculinely kick the door shut but not lock it.First you’ll carry me to the couch where you’ll lie me on my back and then lower your weight fully on top of me.There we’ll kiss and you’ll suck my neck until I’m black and blue with hickies from ear to ear. When you’re ready to take things to the next level you’ll say “Lezlie! I want you to be my girlfriend. I’m going to send you a friend request on Facebook and I want you to accept it. Then … that way … in the morning when I have you in my bed, I’m gonna tag you in a relationship status and … if you accept it, then … well … you won’t be coming back here.””Oh BayBeeeeeee,” I’ll say, my voice cracking as tears stream from my eyes. “Otay otay but … wight now I want you to take me in my bed so the neighbors will know the girlie screams are coming from me. Can you PuhPuh-omiss to stop after you cum inside me the first time so we can leave here and get to your place before things get so ouq out of hand that the neighbors call the cops?””No baby doll I can’t but what I will do is let you suck my cock while I eat your pussy. You did promise me chocolate. If I put my tongue in that sweet little pussy I’ve seen on video and through pictures, will it —“””It’ll taste just like kisses,” I’ll say as I grab my phone which is in my little pink purse.”I like the little pink purse,” you say as I lift it from the small table to the right of the couch.”It has my perfume, lipstick, maxi pads, 4 more pair of panties, some hot wax I want you to use on me, some zip ties to make a sex sling out of, duct tape, douche, laxatives and a cd of romantic love songs? Can we listen to them all night as we make love?””Oh baby girl we can do whatever you want as long as you promise me that tomorrow morning you’re coming out, moving in with me and being my girlfriend, very future fiance and if things work out like I think they-will, my wife on February 15, 2019.”I’ll cry then, sobbing hysterically’ bursa escort bayan clinging-to you and pressing the flesh of my neck into your mouth.”Suck it huge boyfriend. Suck it so big people can see it from a dozen or more feet away because I want to have you take me to the local Walmart right now. I’ll give you head later. Right now let me wear my little pink dress, pink tights, black bra, pink panties and pink running shoes out of this apartment, down the stairs, to your truck, to Walmart, to the girl’s section, to the jewelry section and then the checkout line with the most people?Will you pay to have my ears pierced and get me some inexpensive ear rings to wear? Will you buy me a dress that you particularly like, some panties you want me to wear for you, the bra you want me to wear, the tights, the color of lipstick, the perfume that will make you find a secluded place down by Purcell Lake and take me there?””Oh fuck yeah baby doll!” you say as you pull me to my feet.”Get everything you want from this place baby love because you won’t ever be back here.”I grab my purse, phone and charger.”That’s it. I’m leaving the key on the kitchen counter.””Good, I’ll have keys made to everything you need when we get to Walmart. You’ll have a key to the front door, a key to our bedroom, a key to the mattress room, a key to the padlock I’ll put on your closet door and you’ll have a key to the chastity I’m going to pick up in Norman.””I don’t want a key to that. I just want you to have it. That way when we’re apart I’ll have to wear a diaper beneath the chastity and panties because —“”You mean you’ll even prevent yourself from peeing or pooping when we’re apart just to give me the satisfaction of knowing no one will see, touch, finger, fuck or even fantasize about being inside you?””Yes baby. I’m a virgin until you cum inside me. I saved myself for one man and you’re it. So … I am happeeeeeeeeeee happy happy to give you that control.””Fuck it,” you say as you lift me in your arms. “Wrap those legs around me. I’m carrying you out of here and giving gawkers a panty shot.”So our lips sealed together, my arms around you, fingers caressing your back, your hands cupping my bottom, both your hands are inside my panties and tights, the middle fingers of both hands open me gently and I gasp as one finger caresses the posterior wall of my sphincteral canal and the other finger strokes the anterior wall.”Oh Gawd you’re so tight baby,” you whisper as you move your mouth to my neck and bite hard. You tongue and suck my ear hole and then you gently suck my right ear lobe.”In less than half an hour that little lobe is going to have a pink little heart hanging from it.””I’m gwad because my sleeve already has a heart hanging from it.””Yep you’re seeing what you’re seeing,” you say loudly and firmly as you carry me into the parking area.”People are staring at us and looking shocked.””Hey yall! escort bursa I am doing this of sy my own free will. I no most of you have seen me here for a year and without a love interest. Well’ now you know. I’m gay, I’m a sissy’ I wear women’s things, I’m a girl inside. I finally have a man interested in making me his girlfriend. So … today I’m coming out. You’re the first to know.””I’m so proud of you little angel,” you say as you force your tongue down my throat. Well … force is the wrong word. You thrust your tongue into my unexpecting mouth catching me by surprise.”Ummmm,” you moan a short second later as I suck it deep down into my efophagus.You twist and turn that tongue and work it further down. My sphincter spasms around your fingers and I can feel every ridge and callus of those strong and thick probes.”I’m gonna take out my left finger and insert three from my right hand. Are you ready girlfriend?””Yes,” I groan “but … but … pweese suck my neck and tell me I’m bootiful””Lips attached with super suction to my neck, tongue drawing ‘I love you’ over and over on the skin between your lips’ you send a wave of excrutiating pain deep into my lower tummy as you thrust index, middle and ring finger inside me.”Awwie! Oh oh oh yeeeees!!!” I cry out as I tighten around the thickness of your fingers.”Oh yeah baby,” you say very loudly. “Fuck yeah. That … oh … that pussy is gonna make us both scream tonight.””Oh gawd that feels so damned good. Take me now now now. Fuck me, shove that chocolate deeper inside me with your cock and then I’ll suck you from here to Walmart but take me now.”I’m put into the driver’s side of his truck and told to scoot back until my head lies on the passenger door’s armrest.Andn you get into the truck and slam the door.You position your body so that your crotch is above my face.”Unbutton, unzip and pull my jeans and underwear down to my knees.”I do this as you lift my legs by gripping me beneath my knees. You fold them back until you can pin my calves between your arms and body. You tare the panties and tights apart at the seams and wrip them off my body.My dress is bunched around my neck.”Get that fucking dress off and it stays here in the parking lot too. I’m going to go into Walmart myself while you stay in the truck. I’m going to cuff you to the seat frame so all you can do is lay in my cab with the windows down and everybody able to see you. I’m going to tape a printed picture of you in the back windshield which says “I’m no longer Rex. I’m Lezlie. I’m no longer in the closet. I have a boyfriend. This is his truck.”I squeal with pleasure and that dress goes out the passenger’s window.Your sucking my sphincter so hard that a vacuum is created. I feel a painful tug inside and it feels like my insides are being pulled out.You’re moaning with pleasure as you tongue me. Your thick, skilled tongue getting to experience the sensation of my kegel exercised muscles pulling it deeper and deeper inside me. My mouth is open as wide as I can get it and filled with your 12 inches of rock hard, throbbing, burning hot cock. my throat barely able to accomodate it.

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Anal sex, fisting and degradation – Part 8My wounds healed quite fast, I was already able to sit in the afternoon. That was a good sign. I removed the fist dildo after lunch and took a long nap. My body felt great when I woke up and was ready for some action. Andy was sunbathing on the terrace. I sat on his lap and recognized his bulging belly. “Hey! Why did you play with dildos while I’m asleep?” I was a little angry. Andy woke up and looked at me staggered. “I’m sorry. I was preparing the toys for later and I couldn’t wait to play with it.” He looked bashfully and my anger was gone. I kissed him and then we had sex. We waited till the sun was gone behind the mountain and went inside. I was curious what Andy had prepared, so I went to the bathroom. There was nothing but some towels and lube tubes. “I thought you prepared some toys for our next session?” I asked him. “I did.” “But there are no toys in the bathroom.” “I put all toys away, they were still lying there from yesterday evening because we don’t need any toys today. It’s just you and my hand tonight.” He winked and I felt excitement rising inside of me. We had done so many sessions, but every time I knew something new was coming, I felt thrilled. “Are you ready?” he asked. I was. I was so ready. “Let’s do this!” I shouted. Andy laughed, picked me up and carry me into the bathroom. Minutes later, I was tied up, on my knees, ass up. He wanted to put a gag in my mouth, but I refused. “I won’t scream. I will be completely still like always.” With my gaping ass high up, my body was ready. Oil ran down my hole, lube covering the edge. The game was on. One finger entered. Then two, three, four. No problem so far and already standard. The thumb joined and Andy spread his fingers. Bit by bit, the sphincter gave in. I felt the fingers entering deeper, the knuckles getting further and further. The pain rose and I imagined my sphincter ripping apart any second. I didn’t care. I wanted this so badly. Then it happened. The knuckles slipped in and Andy’s hand was inside of me. It pressed against my intestinal wall. The pain was enormous. “How far in is it?” I asked. “Wrist deep. Want me to go a little deeper?” I nodded. I felt the hand move forward. The pain rising. Andy moved his finger and touched my navel from the inside. My whole body was shaking, I was almost blacking out. I was breathing heavily, hyperventilating. Andy moved his fingers from left to right, like he was waving. The pain faded and after a while it was gone. He pulled his hand out slowly and when it was out, it felt like my whole rectum wanted to be pushed out. It was a reflex, I couldn’t do anything against it. I pressed as hard as I could and felt blood dripping on my hands. Andy poured lube on my loosened asshole and entered it with his hand again. This time, he did it with one push. A sudden rush of pain sped through my body. I blacked out in an instant, but was conscious a few seconds later. In the meantime, Andy fisted my ass. In and out. In and out. Every time his hand entered, pain rushed through my body, but it decreased after every entry. My asshole made a sucking sound each time the hand entered and farted every time it was out. I was no longer in control bursa escort of my rectal muscles. Andy twisted his hand when it was inside me. I couldn’t believe it. His hand was in my ass, stretching my asshole and rectum. After what seemed to be the 100th entering, his hand remained inside. I felt his fingers moving, his hand forming a fist. It was like having a ball inside my body. He twisted his fist and moved it left and right. Then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “I can pull my hand out now, remaining it as a fist. You know what that means?” “That my sphincter will rip and my asshole will never be able to close again?” I asked back. Please say yes. Please say yes. He waited, then answered: “That’s exactly what will happen. There will be lots of blood and it will feel like your gut is falling out all the time for the next few days. You will have to intensify your training and train your pelvis muscles with squats. There is no turning back. Is that really what you want?” Without hesitation I said: “Yes, that’s exactly what I want. Do it!” Andy pulled his fist and lifted up my body. “There is no way his hand will fit through my asshole,” I thought. He put his left hand on my left ass cheek and pushed. The fist slowly stretched my anal muscles. I felt the muscles and veins ripping apart. Blood flowing down my thighs, dripping on my hands like a waterfall. The pain was incredible. Like thousand needles piercing my flesh. His fist slipped out and I screamed. I couldn’t hold it. His hand entered again instantly, forming a fist and ripping my asshole while moving out. I didn’t count how often he did it, but it must have been at least 20 times. A huge pool of blood has formed on the ground around my knees, my hands and forearms covered completely. Fortunately, we were already in the shower. When Andy was finished, he untied me and I sank down. Lying on my belly, my right hand searched for my asshole. Where once was my anus, now was a warm, soft and slippery mass. I sat up, looking at my bloody arms and hands. Also, my body was full of it from lying in the pool of blood. I dipped my hands in the blood and rubbed it on my legs. Andy joined in and rubbed my back. After a minute, my whole body was covered in blood, even my face and hair. I licked my fingers and it tasted great. Andy kissed me and I painted a read heart on his belly. “Thank you,” I whispered in his ear. “You’re welcome. But remember, we have to repeat this a couple of times to make progress.” “I don’t care, we can do this as often as it is necessary. Did you do this with your asshole as well?” “Of course,” he replied. “Now let me disinfect your wound.” I got back in my original position and Andy peed on my broken asshole. It burned and I felt it relax. During the following shower, it burned even more and the water running down my legs remained pink. “Will it stop bleeding?” I asked. “Not for now. You will have to wear a diaper and lots of ointment tonight. Tomorrow morning, the bleeding will be over. But tomorrow evening, it will start again. We will have to do this till all veins are ripped and have scared over.” “How long will it take?” “The cicatrisation process will take weeks. But after a week of daily stretching bursa escort bayan the bleeding will only be minimal.”Wearing a diaper felt strange, but I knew I had to wear it or the bed would be dirty. My asshole felt strange that night, like it wasn’t there anymore. Andy instructed me to do 200 squats every day. I wanted to increase my training intensity anyway. The next days went by with a constant daily cycle. In the morning, we started hiking till lunch time. We always looked for a hidden place in the woods. Before we ate lunch, we focused on my deepthroat skills. Andy’s penis fitted almost in my mouth. After lunch, we cooled us down by peeing on each other. We liked the smell of urine while hiking and the disgusting and irritated looks of the other hikers was totally worth it. After coming back to the cabin in the afternoon, we took a nap. In the evenings, Andy destroyed my asshole. My wounds from the whipping were almost gone, but my anal wounds were still present. The loss of blood was vast and after a few days I was tired all day. Five days after the first fisting, we stayed at home. It was Sunday and it was really hot that day. We decided to stay home and do something else instead. I slept in and it was after noon when I got up. I felt better and Andy suggested to do some deepthroat training at home. We had two goals. First, to hold my breath for one minute. Second, to finally fit his penis in my throat. My record till then was 53 seconds and I nearly blacked out that time. This time, Andy was supposed to keep the dildo in 60 seconds, no matter what. I sat on a chair and he tied me to it. He tied me really good, I could only turn my head. The rest of my body was fixated. He stood behind me, pulling my head back and filled my mouth with oil. We used peanut oil, my favourite. My gag reflex didn’t exist anymore and I was pretty proud of it. The dildo entered my mouth, stretching my throat, sliding down towards my stomach. Andy moved it up and down, massaging my gullet. First slowly, then getting faster and faster. I felt my throat bulging whenever the dildo moved down. Andy’s left hand grabbed my throat just beneath the jaw like a bar clamp. Now I even couldn’t move my head. He pulled out the dildo and asked: “Are you ready?” “Yes, I am.” The dildo entered my mouth and Andy started the timer with his foot. He inserted the dildo till I couldn’t breath and waited. The time seemed to stand still. I wasn’t able to see the timer, so Andy said the elapsed time every 10 seconds. 20 seconds were no problem. After 30 seconds I felt the need to breath, after 40 seconds I started to feel the lack of oxygen. The urge of breathing rose, after 45 seconds my belly contracted, but my lungs didn’t fill with air. I felt my head turning read, tears running down my cheeks. After 50 seconds, my whole body tensed. The ropes dug deep into my flesh. How should I survive 10 more seconds? Andy counted every second now. 51, 52, 53, 54. New record. My vision blurry. 55, 56. His voice from far away. 57, 58. It’s getting darker. 59, 60. Just before I blacked out, Andy pulled the dildo out and released my head. I sucked in the air and took a couple of deep breaths. My vision came back and I escort bursa could hear my own breaths. I coughed hard, saliva dripping out of my mouth into my lap. Andy pulled back my head and grabbed my jaw. Pressing in my cheeks, I opened my mouth and he poured in some oil. What is he up to? I wanted to close my mouth but couldn’t. The dildo entered my mouth again and it all started over. “Why is he doing this?” I thought to myself. He probably saw my shocked facial expression because he said: “Only with intensive training comes great achievement.” I blinked to give him my approval, but he would have done it anyway. After 30 seconds I realised, that this time I wouldn’t stay conscious till the end. After 40 seconds the urge to breath was enormous and after 45 seconds my body was numb, my vision cloudy and my belly hurt from trying to breath. I can’t remember when I passed out, but it must have been somewhere between 50 and 53 seconds. When I gain my consciousness, I was lying on the bed on my back, naked but covered with a blanket, my head hanging over the edge of the bed. When I tried to move, I couldn’t. My arms and legs were tied up. I looked around and saw Andy sitting on the floor right next to me. “How long was I out?” “A few minutes. How do you feel?” “A little dizzy. What are you going to do next?” I sounded scared, but I didn’t want to. “Don’t you trust me? Do you want me to stop?” Andy asked with big eyes. “No! No! Sorry, that didn’t come the way it was supposed to. I’m excited what is coming next.” Andy smiled. “You’re a funny noddle.” He kissed me. Then he got up and kneed on the mattress, my head between his legs. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” He grabbed my neck, securing my head. I stretched my head back as far as I could, my chin, throat and chest building one line. His penis entered my mouth. It was thicker and harder than the dildo. I took one last breath and let the penis invade my throat. It was oiled and the friction was minimal. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling. My larynx being pushed up, the glans entering my gullet. His testicles tickling my nose. Finally, my chin touching his belly. It was done. His penis was inside my mouth and throat with its whole length. Andy began do move his hip slowly, massaging my throat with his fingers. Every 30 seconds, he pulled his penis out far enough for me to breath. Then back in, increasing the speed of his movements. In and out. In and out. Fucking my mouth like my pussy or my asshole. The breaks for me to breath became shorter. I ran out of oxygen. I felt my body tense, just like before. One last push and he came in my throat. His sperm shot into my stomach. The pulsating penis releasing its white gold. I wanted to cough, but the penis was still in. I bit hard, which seems to be appealing to him. The penis filled with blood again and stretched my throat. Then I blacked out again. When I woke up, I was lying on the couch. I was dressed and covered with a blanket. My hair smelled freshly washed. My wrists hurt. They were red from pulling on the ropes. It was already dark outside. I got up and walked towards the kitchen. Andy must have bathed and dressed me. My head felt dizzy. I looked around and found him next to the grill. It smelled great. He came towards me and lifted me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissed him and whispered in his ear: “I love you, Andy. I love you so much. I will never leave you.”

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A personal memory of Behind the Green DoorIt was 1982, I was at university and one of my classmates had a friend (his girlfriend’s best friend) who was a film student. Her name was Jeanne.Jeanne needed a VCR to watch a bunch of Truffaut art house movies for her term paper and unlike many students at the time, I happened to own one. So I gave her a key to the place.Jeanne watched movies during the day while I was at classes and did her term paper on my living room floor. Once she was done, she could take off for Christmas earlier than I could, so she gave me back my spare key.About a week later, the day before I was due to go home for Christmas, Jeanne showed up at my door. She was with her mom. They had been Christmas shopping and Jeanne said she had got me a present and card to thank me for helping her out. I asked them in for coffee but Jeanne said “No, just said enjoy the present and don’t wait until you’re home at Christmas to open it.”So they left and I went back to the living room. I opened the present and it was a VHS tape. It was the Mitchell brothers 1972 movie, Behind the Green Door. I had heard of it but never seen it. At that time in Ireland porn was banned – you couldn’t even get Playboy. But there was a growing bursa escort market in underground pron rental, often under the counter in independent video rental outlets, and sometimes in more sinister backstreet sex shops that ostensibly traded only in fetish clothing and sex toys which were not i*****l. Most of the porn available was copied from originals onto bootleg tapes and either sold or rented at high prices. This was 30 years ago and they were getting $8 a night rental, $60 sale, for bootlegs! But Jeanne had managed to get a proper pristine version of the uncut movie. Later I would see that the version had Dutch subtitles.I watched the movie start to finish. It was hugely erotic, the most intense porn experience I had gained so far in my young life. (I still love its eroticism to this day, the slow denouement of the girl, the story, the k**nap, the stripping, the women making love to her , being taken through the green door, the stage, the penetration and so on. The crescendo music than synchronised with the Keys/Chambers fuck was the best thing I had ever seen.)As soon as I started watching, and saw Marilyn Chambers looking innocent in the terrace coffee shop, I was turned on knowing what would eventually happen, but not bursa escort bayan how. I took my clothes off, settled in to a massive beanbag, and began edging my cock slowly. I was enormously turned on for the whole movie. The crescendo was the first time I came, and then I came again with the psychedelic cumshot after the t****ze fuck.Jeane phoned me on Christmas day when I was home with my parents.”Did you like your present?” she asked.”Loved it” I said, somewhat red-faced even though this was a phone call.”How did you know I’d like it?”She laughed.”You’re a guy, aren’t you?”I said “Not all guys are into porn.”She laughed again and said,”True, but you are the student with the VCR who let me use his apartment alone through term, so forgive me but I was snoopy and I did find some of your porn rentals under the couch.”I was stumped. She continued”I checked every time I was there and there were always 2 tapes, almost always different to the previous visit. So I figure you like to watch porn quite a bit.”I laughed nervously.”Don’t worry”, she said “It’s our secret. I got that movie from my older brother who lives in the Hague. I asked him to bring me back a raunchy movie for you when he was coming home before Christmas, and escort bursa he told me this one was a classic. Old but better than the more modern stuff.””Ah hah.” I said.”Well?” she asked.”Well what?””Well was it a classic, better than the other stuff?””It was awesome” I said.”How do you mean?””You know,” I said.”Oh come on, do tell me! Why not try to be explicit like the movie?” she teased.”What?””Did you cum?” she persisted”Yes. Three times. And that was just the first showing.” I conceded. Pushy cow.”Wow, that’s so hot” she said.Her voice had changed. It was low and her breath seemed bated. “Give me the details”So I told her how I got naked, and how I edged for ages and got off at various high points of the film.I was whispering so my parents would not hear me. They were in the living room watching tv and I was ourside in the hall.As I told her I noticed her breathing heavily and realised she was mastubating. I sprung a full blown hard-on and wanted to do it with her but couldn’t.”You fucking tease” I said as I heard her orgasm.As she recovered, she said “Thank you. That was lovely. I’m in my bedroom. And I’m not a tease.””Feels like it to me” I laughed. “I have blue balls here in my parents’ hallway”She giggled.”When do you get back after Christmas?””January 4th””Me too…… can I call over and watch that movie with you that night?”And that was when I knew I was going to fuck Jeanne to the accompaniment of Johnny Keyes and Marilyn Chambers.

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A College Roommate Visits A Husband Gets His WishThe internet is a fantastic information distributing invention. The information it distributes can lead to fascinating, even improbable events. For example, a social media site enabled my wife of seven years to reconnect with her college roommate, Marie. They had fallen out of touch, then out of the information superhighway (remember that) Marie reconnected with Terry, my wife, and expressed a desire to visit. Marie lives on the other side of the country and wrote Terry that she would be in our area next month and would love to visit and catch up. I was particularly intrigued to meet her; Maire had seduced my wife in college. It was a one time sexual encounter. Afterward, Terry told Marie that the sex was great, but having given it a try she realized that she prefers men. Marie understood, she enjoyed both men and women and wasn’t upset or surprised by her decision, but pleased that Terry had tried sex with a woman once and that it had been her. I met Terry after college so I never had the opportunity to met Marie. Her profile photo on Facebook had me intrigued. Terry had told me the story of her sexual adventure with Marie years ago and I had asked many questions about the encounter. I told her to report every detail of her trip to the island of Lesbos. I told Terry that it made me hard to think of her licking another woman’s pussy and nipples. “Of course it does, you’re a guy, why are men so turned on by women having sex with each other?” “Who knows? We just do. Why ask why?” I replied. “Just give me more details, it gives me a hard on.” The talk of Marie and Terry’s excellent adventure was old news, but the reconnection with Marie and her impending visit had revived my interest in my wife’s experience with muff diving. “Really? Muff diving? What are you in Junior High?” Terry interjects as she reviews what I have written. Of course Terry could see where my male mind was headed now that the legendary Marie was coming to pay a visit. “I suppose that you would love a reenactment of that enchanted evening?” she said, “with you as a guest star.” “It’s every heterosexual male fantasy to fuck two women at once,” I relied, without, I believe, any hyperbole. Just stating the facts. Nothing out of the ordinary. A staple of a million porn scenes. Two women, one lucky guy having his cock sucked and balls licked by two female mouths. Two lovely wet holes to fill. All just a natural part of the heterosexual male sexual fantasy life and I am just an ordinary specimen of that category. Don’t blame me for the circuity of the male brain. It is what it is. Terry said, “Thou does protest too much.” After much good natured back and forth I sensed Terry starting to get annoyed with the topic so I dropped it. The next evening, as casually as I could, suggested we watch a porn scene together. “Let me guess. A girl on girl scene right?” Terry said with annoyance in her voice.“Why not? Maybe it might bring back some fond memories or whatever?” “Yeah sure whatever,” Terry replied.The internet is magical. You know it was invented just for porn. The internet is for porn. Any kind of porn, any time of day, for as long as you can hold off from ejaculating. It is a massive information network sex toy. Terry said, “I want to see a woman using a strap-on.” Interesting, I wasn’t expecting that. I knew that a strap-on had not been a part of the sapphic experience with Maire so I didn’t know what to make of the request. I would soon file the whole experience under the “careful what you wish for” category. Though my fantasy would come true, it was not what I had imagined. I am getting ahead of myself, back to watching the girl on girl scene on my laptop.The scene was conventional, two attractive young women sitting on a bed beginning kissing, then disrobing, then sucking each others breasts, pussy, fingers in vaginas, and finally a strap on is produced. One of the women suits up in the male “costume” and in short order is awkwardly pumping her silicone cock into her friend. I said, “That’s hot, right?” Terry kept watching for a while before replying, “Yeah but I want to see a chick fuck a guy with a strap-on.” “In the ass?” I said idiotically. My wife giggled,“Of course in the ass, where else?”Terry leaned over and took the computer and typed: “Femdom” into the search box of the porn site. What the hell did that mean and how did my lovely wife know what it means? Many results with thumbnails appeared and Terry clicked the first one. A woman wearing a ridiculously long fake cock was standing over a man on his knees licking her boots. The cock was absurd, at least a foot and half long and six inches thick, closer to a horse cock than a human male penis.“Oh my god! That’s insane is she going to fuck bursa escort him with that thing?” I exclaimed stupidly.Terry giggled, “I hope so.”The scene cut and that massive silicone cock is in the man’s anus. The woman calls him a bitch while shoving more silicone horse cock into his ass. I couldn’t believe that anything that large could be inserted into an anus. I assume it wasn’t the guy’s first rodeo. “Why are we watching this Terry?” I asked as intelligently as I could muster.“Why do you think smart guy? I’ve got a deal for you. If you want to have your threesome fantasy, then I get a fantasy of mine checked off. I get to fuck you in the ass.” Things had taken an unexpected turn. “You want to fuck me in the ass in exchange for a threesome with Marie. First of all I’m not gay, second of all I could never fit anything that big in my ass.”“First of all it doesn’t have to be that big, it can be a normal sized dildo, and second of all, it doesn’t make you gay to have your loving wife fuck you in the ass. Let me add that this is not negotiable. You want to fuck another woman I get to fuck you in the ass with a strap-on.”“It’s a threesome with someone you fucked once before for christ sake!” I protested.Terry said, “Oh is that what you think? It’s not cheating because I’ve had sex with her before? I’m going to let you fuck another woman without a pay back? Listen I’ve fucked Maire before, I’ve been there, done that. If you want a threesome, you gotta give me something. I want your ass hole. That’s my price for you to fuck my friend. Take it or leave it.” She wasn’t angry, just adamant. This was the cost of my fantasy. I stopped talking and thought about what my wife had just said to me. In the meanwhile she clicked another thumbnail, in this scene the woman wore a strap-on with a more reasonable human sized silicone cock. I don’t remember much of the scene, other than she was soon fucking the guy in the ass. My mind took a bit of time to play through the scenario of what might transpire with Terry and I and a strap-on dildo, then segued to an imagined scene of Terry, Marie, and me. Terry changed tactics, “Don’t worry honey I’ll be gentle with your virgin anus. And then you’ll get to fuck me and Marie, two mouths, two pussies and who knows she might let you fuck her in the ass.” I had fucked Terry a handful of times in the ass, although she didn’t care for it. As the scene on the screen continued, not that I was watching anymore, I weighed the pros and cons of the offer. This was likely my best and only shot at a threesome, one less item on the bucket list. Hell I might even enjoy getting ass fucked I thought optimistically.I said, “Let me think about it.” “Sure honey but don’t take too long. The is a limited time offer, don’t miss out.” It didn’t take me long. The next evening I told her yes, I agree to her terms. Terry smiled and said, “Great let’s look online for my cock.” I didn’t care for the sound of that statement nor for her enthusiasm.The internet is also for sex toys. Terry really enjoyed herself. We spent at least two hours, on three different sites shopping for the perfect strap-on harness for Terry and the dildo for my ass. The biggest bone of contention, pardon the pun, was the size of the cock that was to penetrate my virgin ass hole. We settled for a “harness compatible” dildo, “6.5 inches insertable,” bigger than I had hoped, but smaller than she had wanted. It had an upward curve with a slightly bulbous head, made of “dual density silicone”, whatever that means. The description stated it was “perfect for beginners.” That’s me, anal virgin. Oh yeah, its diameter is 1.25 inches. In any case, FedEx would deliver my anal assassin overnight. What a man wouldn’t do for a threesome. The following evening Terry came home early, she said she couldn’t wait to open her new toy. She had changed into a black pantsuit with matching jacket and her favorite black patent leather fuck me high heels. She stood in the kitchen more than a little bit self consciously. I noticed a huge unnatural bulge in between her legs pushing up the fabric of her pants. “Are you wearing it?” I asked stupidly. Terry moved towards me wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her body hard against me. “What do you think,” she purred.I could feel the purchased sex product between her legs.“You couldn’t wait for me? I wanted to open it with you,” I protested. “Sorry I couldn’t wait. Our deal has gotten me really wet. I couldn’t think of anything else all day. I can’t wait to try it out on you. I really want to fuck your ass.”What the fuck was happening? What have you done with my wife of eight years. Fuck me, I’ve created a monster and the monster can’t wait to **** my ass.This woman, who looks like my wife, pulls me to the bedroom, I bursa escort bayan keep in mind my payoff to this unfolding nightmare, two women at once, a threesome. Yes that’s what I get out this anal fucking. Hell I hope it’s worth what is happening right now.In the bedroom she orders me to sit on the edge of the bed. I haven’t even changed out of my work clothes. Terry disrobes and when she pull down her pants I get my first look at the strap-on with mounted dildo. The harness is made of black nylon and spandex (Terry said no leather) with two leg straps, thong and waist belt with lube pocket, $150 bucks delivered. She is wearing it over her panties. She stands in front of me only wearing her push up bra, thigh high black stockings, and high heels. Terry said, in her best Scarface voice, “Say hello to my not so little friend.” Now is a good time to describe my lovely sex fiend/wife. She is a pale skinned Irish, Scottish, Danish, mutt, 5’9’’with reddish blonde hair, blue eyes, long limbs, slim hips, small breasts (pear shaped b cups), and a high firm ass. I think she looks a bit like the actress Julianne Moore, who, naturally, I think is hot. As for me, I’m of a of similar ethnic background with darker hair and skin, slightly taller, still in athletic shape, I was a competitive swimmer, and, of course, I look like the hottest guy you can think of, say Brad Pitt or similar. But seriously, my wife says I am a “stud muffin”, of course she would say that, but not like anyone famous. I’ll take it, stud muffin soon to be anal slut. Terry tells me to take a shower and she’ll open a bottle of wine. I did as I was told, and came out of the bathroom naked and damp. Terry was sitting on the bed, stroking her well lubed “penis” with her right hand, a glass of wine in her left. A glass of wine sat on my bed stand. “Have a drink Mark,” Terry said in an unfamiliar tone of voice. My wife sitting on our bed stroking her cock is not an image I ever thought I would be describing to anyone. I’m not aroused but intrigued and apprehensive in equal measures. I sit on the bed and take several long gulps of wine. I am going to need all the courage I can drink. “I am really turned on by this thing,” Terry admitted. “I want to try it out. Get on your back.”This was not our usual lovemaking scene. The script was usually some kissing and licking, soft foreplay, some oral. Terry has never ordered me around in bed. Well, the script had been ripped up and we were now improvising. I propped my torso against the bed headboard and spread my legs. Terry moves immediately on her knees between my legs. She grabs her bottle of lube, conveniently holstered in her harness lube pocket, and applied a generous amount of cold lube to my still flaccid cock and then to her dildo. She stroked my cock with her left hand and with her right stroked her “cock”. No need for the quotes at this point. It really is her cock, she owns that cock now. Her loving hand motions worked their familiar magic on my penis and quickly made me hard. With her right hand she pushed up my left leg towards my chest.“Hold up your leg,” she commands.I do as I am told. “Pull both legs up to your chest, I need you wide open for me.”I am now at her command. In for a penny in for a pound. My cock stiffened as she quickened her hand strokes.With her well lubed fingers she rubbed my anus occasionally probing my opening. She took her time, pushing her fingertip further into my anus until her entire right index finger made its way into my ass then out again. She continued to jerk me off with her other hand. This is not bad. Just when I am really starting to enjoy her two handed loving, she pulled out her finger in my anus and moved closer. “I think you’re ready for your first ass fucking,” she said. It was a speech pattern that I had never heard out of my wife of eight years.“Oh you think so? I might need more to drink,” I said with a bit of panic and indignation in my voice.“Too bad,” she said forcefully.I realized at this point that she was really going to make me pay a steep price for fucking her friend and the ass fucking was only a down payment.She began probing my anus with the dildo, I soon realize my mistake. It’s not the length that I should have been concerned with but the diameter. I don’t have much time to ponder my stupidity because my wife is pushing the dildo forcefully past my sphincter muscle. “Holy shit that hurts,” I yell out. “Fuck take it easy, that fucking hurts.” “Relax your asshole Mark,” she suggests.It still hurts like hell, but she doesn’t give a shit. Terry’s face is flush, mouth open, short intakes of air, she’s in an altered state, my wife is possessed. She rocks her hips back and forth not a body movement I have ever seen her perform. Why would I have, she escort bursa is fucking my ass with a strap on. She is fucking me in the manner that I have fucked her many times. She continues to pump my ass and stroke my cock. She uses my cock as a handle of sorts as she shoves more and more of the duel density dildo into my ass. I realize it’s all the way in, all of that fake penis is now slipping in and out of my asshole. Everytime she pumped inward I let out a groan of pain. My noise just encourages her to pump faster and harder. She wanted me to feel pain. It turned her on. My wife is violently ass fucked me. Damn this got weird fast. She has lost interest in jerking me off and is now holding onto my legs while thrusting her dildo into my asshole. It goes on forever. Finally she runs out of steam and stops with her little friend still in my ass. The look of pain and tears on my face must have brought on a sense of pity because she pulls the dildo out of my ass and quickly shoves my semi erect cock into her mouth. The feeling of her hot mouth on my cock after the brutal attack on my asshole makes for a whiplash of sensation. Terry is aggressively and passionately sucking my cock, shoving as much as she can down her throat. I don’t last long, yelling loudly while shooting jizz into her mouth. My brain is still firing post orgasmic neuron action potentials when Terry’s mouth met mine and she forced my seman into my mouth.“Swallow it,” she commanded, dripping seman from her to mouth to mine. I did as I was told. The taste of own cum disgusts me, yet Terry has eaten it many times without complaint. The look of disgust on my face pleased Terry. This threesome is going to cost me more, way more, than I realized. After we caught our breath, Terry admits this whole experience has caught her by surprise.“God that was so hot,” she exclaims. “Sorry if I hurt you. I was like possessed. How’s your asshole?” “What do you think?” I whimpered in as manly a manner as a man can muster after being anally ****d by his wife. My asshole throbbed with pain. I felt like it had been beaten up for ten rounds. It had been.In a sweet voice I recognize as my wife’s she says, “Let me kiss it and make it better.”And that’s exactly what she did. She put her face between my cheeks and licked my poor violated asshole. Instead of silicone, she pushed her tongue up my ass, another first. That did help a bit. The contrast of her wet tongue on my bruised ass hole was novel and hot.That put some wind back in my sails. Then she stopped, stood up, took her little friend out of its holster, vigorously wiped it clean using the bedsheets, applied more lube to the dildo, lay on her back on the bed, pulled her legs up to her chest and began working the silicone cock that had just ****d me into her pussy. I just watched as she quickly began to pump the fake cock in and out of her pussy. I just sat there stroking my own cock watching my wife fuck herself. I don’t remember ever watching her masturbate. Another first.In a breathless command she said, “Fuck me in the ass.”“Yes mame.”I applied lube to my cock and slipped by cock into her asshole with a bit of effort. The cock in her pussy made her ass a tight fit. Feeling the silicone in her pussy with my cock in her ass was a new feeling that sent me over the edge in no time. I always had a tough time delaying orgasm when I’m in her ass. While I was still in her ass but deflating, Terry worked the dildo very quickly in and out of her pussy and with her other hand rubbed her fingertips over her clit. It only took two minutes for her entire body to stiffened and shake violently. I was concerned the neighbors could hear her screams. The night continued like this, once more for me and dozens of times for her. It was the hottest sex in years, frenzied a****l sex like we had before we were married. The next morning I brought up the not a small point of this whole grand bargain that hadn’t even occurred to me for some reason. What if Marie wasn’t interested in a threesome with us? What if she was in a relationship or no longer into sex with women or didn’t find me attractive or just said no thanks. “Yeah she might say no, but I have a strong suspicion she still has the hots for me,” my wife offered. “How do you know that?”“She commented on photos of you and me and said how hot we both look together, said I still have a great body that kind of stuff, she’s still into me,” Terry concluded.“Damn that is encouraging,” I said redundantly.“No guarantees of course but leave it to me, I’ll do my best to get you a threesome now that your ass is mine to fuck,” she said with an evil look on her face. Whenever she talked about ass fucking my wife changed. It was a side of her I had never seen before. And this all started with a Facebook message. Maire’s visit was still two weeks away and every night until her arrival, my asshole was hers to fuck. You know what was crazy about the whole thing. I grew to like being fucked in the ass. End of Part One

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A Fathers Dream–1Every one in this world has a dream. I am not speaking of the outside dreams, but of inside dreams; dreams which you never told to anyone and which you never tell anyone; dreams which you never try to realize them, but dreams which you always dream of. Every one has a dream about his love and life partner but every man also has dream of sex. It is a sexual fantasy. A sexual fantasy you dream to see or to try it. I have my dream. A dream weird to many but it is my dream. My name is srikanth. I was born in a society which is just developing, a society with values and morals. Sex is distant affair and i****t is just out of imagination. They feel sex is something secret. I didn’t even hear the word i****t until last years. I was born as the younger son in an opulent family. We are three brothers and three sisters. I was well brought up and inculcated with all the values as my father is the elder of the village. My mother gave me discipline and love. Of all the brothers and sister I am the only one who was close both to father and mother. But I was very different from all my brothers and sisters. No I became different. I became different because of my elder sister kalavati. She is the eldest of all. She was married to a good opulent family with vasudev. Of all the brothers and sisters I was the only person who was most interested in studies. I was a meritorious student and after my tenth I was sent to college in the city and I used to live with my sister and her husband vasudev. They used to live in a rented house in the city as he is from a rich house in the neighboring village. But he came to city to do a job despite his family’s opposition. He has different plans. And I came to city and started to study in a good college in the city. They gave me a room of my own to study. They used to take great care of me.They don’t want me to get disturbed. Everything was going well. One day when I was studying for my finals I waked up a little late in the night. I think it was around 12 in the night. I went out for the bathroom while I was passing to the bathroom I heard moans and bangles sound. I could not understand what it is. I returned to my room and concentrated on my studies. But as the days passed I began to get curious about that moans and bangles sound. But kept all my doubts and concentrated on my studies and wrote my exams well. After my exams my thoughts turned to the moans and bangles sound. I know the bangles sound were my sisters. I don’t about the moans. But my curiosity increased. It was a hot summer. So we sleep keeping the windows opened. I got up at 12 and walked near to my sister’s bed room. This time I heard low laughs and talking. Then suddenly the bed lamp in my sister glow. I immediately went to the back side of the room and watched through the window. I think my brother in law was sleeping on the bed but I could not see him. I saw my sister and stood speechless. She was not wearing any sari. She was on her blouse and petty coat. She has very big boobs. I think 34d. I don’t know about the sizes then but now I can guess them to be 34d. as I looked at her protruding boobs, without my knowledge my dick grown in size. She wrapped her sari, turned off the light and went to sleep (I hope). I went back to my room and realized the bulge in my pants. I was bewildered. As I touched it with my hand I felt very enjoying. Rarely did I use to get a chance to see my sister in the night and that too in the blouse and petty coat. I never expected more than that. I know somewhere that it is wrong but I could not stop. This continued for a year. After a year I got a seat in some national engineering college and went to do my B.tech. It is here I learned a lot of things about sex. There were students from all over the country. Sex is a common topic in our discussions. I came to know about masturbation. I sometimes used to masturbate thinking of my sister kalavati. It became habit. After five years I went to my village. It is here for the first time I dreamed which became my life dream.My mother in fifty years and is very pious. Behind that very pious woman there is beauty which I recognized in her late fifties. Even after giving birth to five c***dren and raising them she has some attraction. Even in fifty she has an attraction. Behind that cotton sari there are big beautiful curves which can still tempt men. Several thoughts came to my mind. I used to enjoy looking at her beauties. As there would be no one in the house because every one used to go to their works and I was left alone with three women in the house. My mom and two sisters in law and I never really looked at them but I used to enjoy my moms beauties. Her 40% white hair, her stiff breasts used to tempt me. This continued for a few days. Then I began to wonder how my dad resists such a beauty. I know they are not having sex because they always sleep in separate rooms. I don’t know how he resists the desire to fuck her. Soon these thoughts turned to fantasies or dreams. I dream of having sex with my mom alone and sometime I think of having her with my father. Some times I dream of three of us sleeping on the grass bundles in the moon light being naked. I want to give two some sex to my mom. It was very late till I realized that what I was thinking is of i****t. I came to know about this word very lately in my life. After a few days my father asked me what I wanted to do. I said I will do a job in Hyderabad. He sat silently for a moment and left. After two days he gave me photo of a girl and said she is your wife. I could not anything. I was married. Later I came to know that she is just 19 and completed her +2. Her name is shobha. I was totally upset as I never wanted to marry a young girl.I always dream t of a mature girl with big boobs. I didn’t say anything. After our first night I left to city for the job and promised to take her in a month. And I did. Although I am unhappy I never showed it to her. I loved her. She said many a times that she is very lucky of all her sisters that she got a good and understanding husband. Slowly I also began to enjoy sex with her. With in five years we had two sons. 15 years passed by. I have grown in my job. I became G.M of that company. Every thing changed, time, generation est. It became a generation of computers. My sons have grown up. They were studying in a good convent. Now I was very much impressed by my wife. Now I appreciate my father for giving such a wife. She has become mature, sexy woman with big boobs of size bursa escort 36dd. I started enjoying sex in my 40’s. Every night we used to make very passionate love. Even my wife is very active in sex. She is not just mere passive when it comes to sex. She is an active participant. Sometimes she used to tempt me for the sex. And sometimes I willingly allowed her to do this for me. I do this when she is in a mood. I will know it when she is in the mood. Whenever she asks the c***dren to sleep quickly, it means she is in a good mood and I play my dice. But I never used to get time for a continuous sex. My dream remained a dream. Both my mother and father were expired. I didn’t get remind of the dream until that day. I was surprised by what I saw on that day.That evening I came a little bit early from my office; usually at around 7 or 8 in the evening. But that day I was a bit early because I don’t have any work. I was sitting in the living room and both my sons are studying sitting next to me. After a few minutes my wife entered with tea in her hand and I was surprised. My dick woke and started to throb. She was in the new chocolate color nylon sari and a matching ¾ blouse making her sexier. I could not bear it. Her 36dd boobs tempted me to take her to bed there and then itself. I thought if my two sons were not there I would have laid her there only and fucking her directly tearing everything within seconds. Thinking this and enjoying the sweet smell coming from the jasmine flowers in my wife’s hair I turned to take tea from my wife’s hand and was shocked to see it but controlled it and remained normal. I can see from eyes end my son’s dick stood up looking at his mother. My wife is sitting in front of me reading a magazine and taking her tea. My son is looking at her cheatingly. I could not say word. I was dumbstruck. I don’t know how to react. I kept silent for the time being. But my son kept on ogling at his mother cheatingly all the time. So I had to send my wife on some pretext to the kitchen. Then she was again busy with the work inside. I observed my son ogling at her on the pretext of going to bathroom for pissing. But I kept quite. In the night at dinner, he was staring at her shamelessly. She didn’t took notice of him. Further she tucked her loose end of the sari tightly as a result of which her 36dd boobs became more prominent. I waited patiently till the dinner is over. Soon after dinner I have to make them go to bed quickly. When I am doing this my wife gave a mischievous smile. I knew what it meant but she never knew the real reason why I am making them to sleep.In the night I was gone mad. I forgot everything and fucked her like a mad bull. It was after our war and when we subsided that I began to think of my son. My elder son is raghu. He is 16 years and in 10th class. I got reminded of me when I thought about him. I was a bit angry at first. But soon my dream came back; the dream to share my mother with my father. As the days passed I began to think about it more. Then slowly the old dream became a new one. After 15 years of marriage I began to think about fantasies. I began to fantasize my self doing sex to my wife along with my son. I thought why not I share my wife with my son. ‘If I can dream of fucking my mother and that too with my father, then why should not I share my wife with my son?’ I thought.‘I will further give him a bonus too; A chance to fuck his mother with his father. I want to give my dream to my son. I know that is going to be the wonderful dream my son will have’ I thought.Slowly I why only fantasy? Why I cant I make it real as everything is in my hands now. Unlike at my time, now I am the elder of my house. And his mother is my wife. I decided to make it true. Once I decided this I slept peacefully. But the million dollar question before me is how? I know that I and my elder son are ready as I know that he has lust for his mother from that days bulge. The only person I should convince is my wife. I know my wife; she will not accept for this. But there must be some way.I have a way but I want everyone involved to enjoy. First I decided to discuss it with my son. Although we are free but we never spoke of sex. And no father speaks about sex to his son and that too it is weird and awkward a father asking a son, that are you interested in having sex with your mom? I felt a little bit shy. And at the same time I thought about his future. I thought it will not be fair to drag him into this. After all parents are expected to give good upbringing to their c***dren and I am here thinking of spoiling my c***d.. I justified my self saying that I am not dragging him but he is interested and further he may spoil his future by thinking about her. I know it from my experience how hard it will be to study when sex is in their mind. Further my wife always wears provocative outfits. She wears low cut blouses and stringed blouses. I can’t ask her to suddenly change her into the traditional dress. Even I have to tell her the reason if she asks me. After a lot of discussion in myself I finally decided to involve him but at the same time controlling. At first I don’t know how to talk to him but that day after watching my son masturbating I understood that he knows everything. So I had a plan.One day I came home early and asked my wife tie the chocolate color sari which she tied previously. I know that my son is going to have a bulge at looking her in the sari. She said ok. I sat in the living and my sons are doing their home. My wife entered as she previously entered. She gave me tea and went inside on some work after drinking tea. I can clearly see the bulge in my elder sons pant. I looked at him and asked him to come upstairs with me. He followed me. After going up, I looked at him and asked him ‘what are you doing?’Innocently he said “what?”His bulge was gone. I think it was due to fear. I said looking at him what was that you are looking at your mother. Now he was pin drop silent with his head down. I said with a stern voice- what are looking at your mom, you idiot. Now he was shaking. Then after a few moments with tears in his eyes and with a shaking voice he said ‘I will not do it again’.I thought it won’t work if I was stern. Then I said with a soft voice ‘why?’ He looked at me bewildered. Why? Don’t you want see your mom naked? Don’t you want to sleep with her? He surprised with this. He didn’t say a word. I again said in a stern voice ‘I want answer from you.’ Then he started answering in a low and feared voice bursa escort bayan to my questions.Our conversation went on like this. After a few minutes he became free. He really wanted to have his mother. Finally he gave me his confession. Then I asked him ‘do you think will your mother allow for this?’He was silent and became a little dull and then he too expressed the same doubt about his mother. ‘Will she allow me?’ ha said innocently. He didn’t question me. He said to himself. Then after a little thought I said ‘I will take care of it but you should promise one thing that you will never disturb from your studies’ He readily promised me. Then he went away back to his studies.Even that night our bodies entwined wildly. After a passionate love making when our naked, tired bodies were I was lost in thought and thought my dream was about to come true. I am one step away from it. Suddenly my wife asked me touching her breast hardly to my chest ‘what are you thinking?’I said ‘nothing’Then we were ready for another round. Days are passing and I was loosing in thought. I know that I was near and I don’t know how to get to my wife. If I ask directly, then our relation may broke forever. This has restrained me from asking her. I wanted to make her ask her by herself. So I pretended to be lost in thought. Sometimes really and some times I used to act. I even slept some nights without having sex. My wife was wondering. In other words she was bit scared because she never saw me thinking that much. One day my wife insisted me on telling her what it is. After a lot of request I opened my mouth.Me: nothing recently some kind of fantasy started in me.Wife: what is it?Me: nothing…Wife: come on tell me….. She said rubbing her hand on my naked chest.Me: it is asexual fantasy.Wife: what?She said with a expression of surprise and shock.Me: that’s why; I told you I don’t want to tell.Wife: O.K. what is it? Tell me…. I am you wife. She said huskilyme: I wanted to try three some.Wife: what?Me: yes three someWife: you mean you want to marry another woman….. She said in teasing and bit angry toneme: noWife: thenme: I want a third person in our sexual intercourseWife: third person meansme: you me and another man.Wife: what? She said sternly and got up from my top.Both of us are silent for a few minutes then she slowly started to speak and shouted ‘so you want me to sleep with another man….are you my husband or broker?…….’ she was going on shouting in a low voice incoherently. I tried to calm her and said ‘why are you getting so angry, I told you because you asked me to tell or I would never have told you’ she suddenly became calm and silent and slept back. After a few minutes we both slept.Days are passing my wife is behaving normally but our sex life became standstill. After one month she spoke to me. That night we were in our own thoughts. The suddenly she said ‘who that third person is?’I said ‘I don’t have any idea, just I had a fantasy’She said ‘then how we are going to become threesome’Now I knew that she is in my court.I said ‘I don’t know but I very much long for it’She remained silent for some time. Then she said ‘how about your colleagues’I was shocked to hear from her this. I asked her ‘do you anyone in your mind’She said ‘no, I just thought you may have some in your mind’I said ‘no’After a few minutes I said ‘I thought it is best if the third person is someone we know so that he keeps it a secret. I do think so but it is difficult to find’ we discussed about various persons ranging from my brothers to neighbors. But everyone has some negative. No I showed some reasons to put all options out. After a lot of discussion she slowly said ‘I think someone is on your mind’I didn’t say anything. She again asked. Then I told her if you will not get angry I have some one in mind who can keep it a secret and always available. She asked surprisingly ‘who?’I said ‘first listen to me and don’t make any decision in haste. Recently I frequently visit the net and I heard word i****t’She said what it is. I slowly explained it.She said ‘are you mad’How can parents do that to their c***dren? She said ‘I understood what do you mean but I don’t agree and never think of that. How mean you are how you think of my son sleeping with me. You are insane. I ready to fulfill your wish but not like this. I can sleep with any one you want but not with my son. Even bitch will not do it. Bring anyone from outside and I ready. There is no scope for thinking and making decisions if this is your wish. Forget it’She said this and turned to the other side to sleep. I remained silent and was lost in thoughts. After a few minutes she turned towards me and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. She looked at him for a few seconds and slept. The next day there was silence between us. My son is asking me updates. Now He is watching his mothers’ beauty even before me freely. We used to sit alone and discuss. One day I suddenly went to my sons school. he was surprised to see me there and asked ‘what dad?’I said ‘do you have any objection coming with me for an outing today.’Son: no dad. It will be great but will get the permission.Me: don’t worry. I am your father.After some time we were out of the school, taking permission from the principal. He was surprised because it is difficult to give permission to a tenth class student as they will have the board exams. When he asked about this, I told him some reason.He then asked me where we were going. I said suspense. We went to my friend’s house. Their house was free as their family has left for the vacation. So I took the keys from him. Before going to school in I arranged everything. I changed myself to pajamas and we sat in front of the television. I put a DVD in the player and it started to play. Soon the play started. I asked him if he watched this. He said ‘no’ he was very much happy. As he is young he got an erection easily and was struggling with his pants. Then I told him to change into pajamas and be free. He changed and sat watching. He was watching everything with interest. Everything is new to him. We sat eating the chips and drinking while watching the game in the DVD. After that we spoke for some time and went sleep in different rooms. I know we need the privacy. Even I am desperate of privacy. I masturbate thinking of my wife and son together. It gave me immense pleasure. I know that my son has masturbated imagining his mother. After a short nap we came out refreshed and came out of the house. On the way to home we pick escort bursa rakesh at school and started home. He didn’t have any doubt because, I took him after lunch. We have watched many movies. One day while watching my son asked me ’dad did you do like this to mom?’ I said ‘no’He then didn’t ask me anything. This became our frequent habit. We used to go to net read i****t stories. Days were passing without sex between my wife and me. I thought I should break the ice. I could not resist without having her. It has now become one month since they had sex. I am desperate but I want to be patient.After a month she again suddenly started the discussion one night. And again we struck at i****t. Then this time I slowly unfolded the mystery and told her about the incident I saw and the incident which inspired me. She said ‘I could not believe raghu lust for me. He is only 10th class, then how….’ she stopped there.‘It must be your dressing even elder people we can’t resist you. Then think what about a boy of 15 years’ I said.‘May be I should have taken care of my dressing’ she said thoughtfully.I understood what she thought of and where it will go. Then I took the lead.I said ‘now it is out of our hands. Even if you change your dress now, I think it will be of no use. You can change the dress but you can’t kill his thoughts’She then asked ‘what is rakesh up to?’I was surprised ‘oh come on now he is a small k**’‘May be I think so’ she said.She said nothing. She is lost in thought. I said ‘look you don’t have to do this because I wanted. You don’t have to do it unwillingly. Our relation will be the same ever after. If you really want to fulfill my dream then only we will do it.After a few moments she said ‘how?’I said ‘we will try’She was lost in thought again. She said nothing I understood and I kissed her. That is the first time we had sex after 1 month. That night we had wonderful sex. I was on cloud nine.I had already planned. I told my son that evening about it and I told him when to enter. That night at 12 I put my hand on my wife’s waist and turned her towards me. We were in a deep passionate kiss. I pulled her over me. When she was in deep kiss lock with me she realized that someone was there beside me. Suddenly my wife got up over from me. There was my son beside me. She was shocked to see him. Her loose end of the sari covering her 36dd boobs was dropped, so her boob’s silhouette is visible. I slowly put on the zero light in our room. The light was very dim but enough to see each other. When I put on the light I saw my son looking without any hesitation at his mom’s boobs. Seeing her big, stiff, tight mounds poking into the air have made my sons cock gone up and started to throb in his night pant. Looking my son and semi nude wife in my together has also made my cock gone up. My wife saw at me and then at my pants. After a few moments she came back to me and started to kiss my lips. She became really horny within minutes and she moved her petticoat back. I wanted her to remove them and become naked but I don’t want anything go awry. So I restrained and have done it in her way. I became totally nude. She went down and slept on her back. I then getting up place my self between her legs and my usual instinct guided me through her wet slippery vagina. Pushing it inside I waited for second. She took me in a missionary position. I moved forward, stayed still, then looked at my son for a moment that was rubbing his pants and started thrusting her. It started slowly with mild strokes and became hard long strokes. I pounded her for 20 minutes. Then with a sudden go we came at a time. Our bodies have adjusted to it. We know each other when will we come. After 20 minutes we became calm. Then I removed my limping dick from her and got up from the bed. It was the best sex I ever had. The thought that I am fucking my wife before my wife was driving me crazy. It was short but ecstatic my wife adjusted her petticoat back and sat on the bed. My son is looking at us sitting the chair. Now our eyes got used to the darkness. We could see each other because of the dim light coming from the zero bulb in our room. I smiled at him and got up from the bed. I went near my son and said ‘go’. I think he was waiting for this and before I could finish my word he got up and removed his shirt, pant and brief, except his underwear. He went to the bed and slept beside my wife. He didn’t do anything for a minute. Even my wife was silent and still. She didn’t even look at him since we were doing. Then he was the first to make move. He took her by her waist and started moving his left hand on her soft stiff waist. He didn’t get any reaction from her. She lay on her back looking at the roof without any moment. After a few minutes his hand started to move up. When it reached the edge of her boob, he waited. Still there was no reaction from her. So he slowly moved his hand over the boob and started massaging them one bye one. Then he started to maul them. They were big and his one hand was not enough to maul them. Suddenly my wife closed her eyes. My son continued his expedition. Then stopping his expedition he suddenly got up and reached for her lips. At first he started to kiss her slowly. Her lips showed no moment. She is rigid. Then slowly he got on top of her. His total body was o her body. Her boobs crushed under his chest. He kneaded her boobs and waist while kissing her lips. As he doing for the first time, he hasn’t observed her rigidness. As he did his work she remained passive. Then suddenly putting all his weight on his mom he made his waist go up and slowly moved his underwear down. I can see his erect dick. It was not big enough but at 15 it was enough to go for fucking. Then slowly he tried to make space between her thighs. Then wile kissing he started to lift her petticoat. My wife as though she understood his intention, pushed him aside and spoke for the first time leaving her rigidity- “no fucking. You bastard get away from here…” she was about to say something and I knew it was my time to enter. So I went to bed, as my dick was rock hard because of my son and wife’s fore play, I took her by lips and continued a passionate kissing. Then once again I moved her petticoat up and pounded her mound for another 20 minutes. While fucking her I thought – you bitch you become wet and hard by your son and don’t allow him to fuck. Acting smart you bitch. My mind saying this I was enjoying and was fucking her more hard. All the time it was hard for me to restrain from coming but I could restrain hardly and we both came at a time. Her cunt was and hard. I saw my son masturbating looking at my wife. She also took a look at him. I thought it will take time for her.To be continued………

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Keep it in the FamilyHe was nineteen and I have been fucking him for several months. I fucked his dad for over three years as his dad had knocked his mom up twelve times and wanted tight cunts. They lived just two door down from me. The boy had a nice eight inch cock that was thick and a great set of balls. Dad was about nine inches and also thick. Both loved tits and pussy and could fuck like rabbits. The first time I took the boy to my bedroom, I undressed him and laid him naked on my bed. His cock looked amazing and was just semi hard. I spread his legs and stroked his cock getting it rock hard. I then stripped slowly showing off my large tits. I watched his cock jerk. I pulled his mouth to a nipple and told him to suck as I went back and stroked his hard dick even more. I moved his mouth back and forth between the nipples. I took two of his fingers and rubbed my clit with them and then I poked them in my cunt deep and used them to finger fuck me as I kept stroking his long hard cock. I put a foot up on the bed spreading my cunt wide open. I grabbed his head and pulled it to my dripping pussy and told bursa escort him “Stick out your tongue. As he did I ran his tongue over my clit then I told him to suck it. It took me no time to cum rapidly. I then moved his mouth and tongue to my wet soaked cunt and he licked around it till I told him to push his tongue in and he tongue fucked me as I coated him with my warm cream. I told him “Harder, faster. Fuck that wet cunt. Make me cum all over your face. Swallow my cream.” He did a great tongue fuck job. As he tongue fucked my cunt his cock jerked and I could see the big head was wet. I pulled his head from my pussy and put a leg over him and slid that cock deep into my fuck hole. As he went deeper he moaned and I slid all the way down on that amazing cock. I humped his cock hard and when he came he filled me full. He stayed hard and I let him stay in me and after a few minutes I began humping him again. Youth was wonderful and I got quickly got two more huge loads of cum. I slid off his cock and went to his face and told him “Stick out your tongue.” As he did I slid my cunt over his tongue and felt him bursa escort bayan go inside me. I told him “Clean my cunt. Take all the cum out of it and then I will give your cock a great treat. Go deep. I want to feel that tongue in my cunt.”  After he got my cunt clean I slid off him and stood by the bed and pulled him to his feet and took him to the wall mirror. I faced him to the mirror and got behind him and let him watch as I played with his cock and balls. I was jacking his cock and he was watching me and then I ran a hand over his ass cheeks and between his crack. I found his ass hole and as I stoked and jerked his cock I rammed a finger in his ass and finger fucked him as I really jerked that cock and squeezed his balls. I said “Look at your big cock as it jerks and loves your ass fingered. I am going to make you cum so hard you will beg for more fucking.” It did not take much longer till he pumped his cum all over the mirror. I then put him on his knees as I spread my legs wide. I told him “Now use my pussy how ever you like. Lick it, tongue it, finger it, just do as  you want but make me escort bursa cum and make me cum hard. Don’t forget to finger fuck my asshole as you turn me on. Then I am going to suck your dick till I have you screaming for mercy.” For over an hour he licked and sucked and tongue fucked me as he finger fucked my asshole and he did a great job. My cream was dripping off his chin. I then took him back to my bed and spread his legs wide and began sucking his cock and his balls and finger fucking his asshole with first one, then two and finally three fingers as he screamed. I took his cock down my throat and sucked him hard as I squeezed his balls and rammed my fingers deep in his ass and swallowed the first large load of his cream. I kept it up and got a second load. We fucked the rest of the afternoon. He was a great learner. He loved fucking and loved anything I did to him. He really loved when I finger fucked his asshole as I sucked his cock and balls. We fucked at least three times a week. He never knew when he wasn’t at my house his dad was in my bed. I loved fucking both of them but the son had the best stamina. His mom was now knocked up with her f******nth baby. Dad says they are no way done yet. He likes fucking her as she nurses a baby on each big milk filled tit. They are going to fuck and breed as long as they can.

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Milky Adventure Part -9 (No More Breastfeeding)deleteddeleteddeleteddeletedthis is the next part of the milky adventure. This one really touched my heart and I could feel it while writing. Hope you guys like it too.Please read my older stories of this series to understand more about Riya.The light coming in through a chink in the curtains woke Riya from a deep sleep. She kept her eyes closed but the light still made her stir. It was warm in the bed already, and she kicked off the blanket from her leg and dangled it over the side of the bed.She stretched lazily, her arms above her head, and stretched her legs, tightening her whole body for a short time then relaxed. She opened her eyes for a second, then closed them against the light, then slowly opened them again, allowing the day to creep up on her.It was still early she knew, not yet 6 am, and she felt her body responding to the warmth of the morning. She felt like a flower kissed by the sun that opens its petals. She raised her leg, the one outside the sheets and stretched, then pointed her toes.She felt her calf muscles tighten, and she couldn’t help but admire her shapely calf and ankle. She placed one hand against her thigh, just below her buttock, and bent her leg at the knee, and straightened it again, repeating the action three times, then rested her foot on the bed, her knee bent. She caressed her thigh then down to the knee, feeling the taut smoothness.Next to her a stirring, then a soft moan. She looked across at her son, Shreyas. Laying on his front, his head turned towards her, his eyes deeply shut and his breathing slow and measured in his sleep. Such a handsome boy, she thought to herself, and the more she looked at him, the more she knew that he was her boy no longer, he was a young man, a month short of his 18th year.No matter, he was still her boy, and they both felt comforted sharing her bed. He moaned again in his sleep, then rolled until he was on his back, the sheet over his waist and one leg outside for coolness, as hers had been.She turned on her side towards him, propped herself up on her elbow and gazed at him. He was her life. A powerful wave of maternal love washed over her as she gazed at him.Yes, he had grown. His boyish features had hardened, although there was still a softness around his mouth and eyes. A dusting of darker down under his nose told her that it was inevitable that he would be a man soon. She reached out and touched his face, smoothed his thick hair off his forehead, then caressed his smooth chest.She brought her face close to his and kissed his forehead, her whole being filled with her love for him. She thought every day what would become of him, how would he make his way in the world, and in these intimate moments she worried for him, he seemed so innocent and yet becoming manly.Her hand continued to caress his chest and his stomach, she felt a soft trail of dark hair that disappeared under the sheet and into his shorts. He stirred again, rearranged his limbs so his leg closer to her fitted against her thighs. His hand pushed the sheet away and rested on his groin.She snuck a look down and she could see that he was hard in his shorts, his fingers resting on himself. Quickly she looked away, back to his face, feeling almost guilty that she had seen this intimate moment.Of course, he was hard at this time, she remembered his father in the mornings, hard and urgent as he woke her with his cock pressed against her thighs or ass, his fingers reaching to touch her, to caress her. The best times for her were when she would be sleeping on her stomach.She would wake up with the weight of him on her, his cock pressed against her ass. She would raise her hips to accommodate him, and he would slide easily inside her, gently moving in and out, his weight on his arms, his lower body pressed against her.She would be in a dreamland between sleep and wake, and in this state, her orgasm came easily. It wasn’t usually a high-intensity orgasm, just a gentle wave that she could feel deep inside her at first. Then feel it building in gentle waves that washed over her as he pushed his hardness deep inside her before he too exploded in a gush that seemed to fill her.After he had got up from the bed she often lay there in the same foggy zone, fulfilled, languid, her limbs almost dead. She would feel trickles of semen from her lips. Sometimes he returned with a warm cloth and cleaned her, gently washing her, then leaving her in her reverie. Riya felt a warmth inside her at the memory, she involuntarily squeezed her thighs together, and pressed her hand between them.She felt her eyes drawn down again to Shreyas’ waist, to his fingers resting on his hardness. She could see the firm outline under his shorts. Her own hand caressed his waist and stomach, her fingers lightly touching him. He stirred again, and in his sleep turned towards her, his face nestled between her neck and her chest. He sighed deeply and settled against her.They bursa escort were pressed together, and Riya was reluctant to move, wanting to let him enjoy his rest. She looked at his face close to her, and again the powerful maternal love washed over her. She kissed his forehead again, then his cheek. Her hand rested on his hip, she moved it across his back and caressed his smooth skin, up to his shoulders and down to his lower back.Without thinking her hand slipped inside his shorts and caressed the smoothness of his buttock, then quickly she removed it and mentally chastised herself for this slip. She felt complete holding him, her motherly instincts strong inside her. He was pressed against her and she could feel his hardness against her thigh.She remembered the time with him and Rajesh. When she had used her tongue and lips to bring them both to orgasm, then swallowed their cum. Rajesh was thicker, her Shreyas was hard and strong in her mouth, stronger than she thought.She was fond of Rajesh. There was a vulnerability about him that she put down to his upbringing in the orphanage. Sure he pretended to be tough but she could see in his eyes a fear that he couldn’t hide from her. She knew he considered her to be his Riyamom too, and she felt close to him and loved him.Lost in her thoughts she felt Shreyas’ arm tighten around her, and his hand found the soft curve of her breast. At first, his fingers just rested on her, then his palm tightened and held her, his thumb resting on her nipple. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nightie was silky smooth.He squeezed, then his fingers relaxed, then he squeezed again, his thumb brushing back and forth over her nipple. She felt her nipple harden to his touch. She wondered if he really was asleep, or was he faking it. She looked closely at him, he breathed steadily, his eyes closed, occasionally fluttering, and she knew he was asleep.She kissed him on the forehead, lifted his hand from her breast and lay it over his chest, and carefully extricated herself from the sheets. She closed the curtains against the light and looked at his darkened form on the bed.In the bathroom, she washed the sleep from her eyes, then stood back and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. The satin-like nightie, coming down to just above her knees accentuated her figure, her shapely legs, trim waist, full breasts unhindered by a bra, her nipples faintly prominent through the lime green material.She cupped her breasts and lifted and squeezed them. Yes, they weren’t as perky as when she was a young woman, but she had breastfed two c***dren. Her thumbs and forefingers squeezed her nipples and she felt them harden. She stood, legs slightly apart, cupping her breasts, her head high and proud and she liked what she saw, a strong female.She turned from the mirror, easily lifted the nightie over her head, and stepped naked into the shower. Later, in a colorful sari, her feet bare she prepared some breakfast. Shreyas wandered in, still dressed in just his shorts and wiping the sleep from his eyes.“Shreyas, go and wash and put a shirt on before we eat, you will feel better.”She cut off his protests with a wave of her hand. Later she told him she was going to do some shopping, but she would be away for only an hour.“Rajesh is coming today?”“Yeah, he is coming on the bus about midday.”“What do you plan to do?”“Not sure yet, he is bringing a new computer game he downloaded, I’m excited to play it.”“Ok, that sounds good, I will see you later, ok?”“Yes mom, see you soon.”The market was crowded, and Riya didn’t linger but was back home within the hour.“Shreyas, where are you, I’m back.”“We’re up here, playing the new game,” came the voice from upstairs in the bedroom.She looked in the hall mirror, tidying up some stray hairs across her forehead. The boys didn’t look up as she walked in on them, they were focused on the game, and the various noises from the game was her only greeting. She stood behind them, one hand on each shoulder, then she bent down to kiss the top of Shreyas’ forehead.She turned towards Rajesh, but he had anticipated her kiss and instead of his forehead, she was kissing his lips. As she pulled back from the kiss he followed her, opening his mouth slightly, and kissing her deeply for a moment. His strong arms were around her and he buried his face between her breasts.“Hiya Riyamom, how are you, I have missed you.”She held his head in her hand and her other arm held him to her.“Me too my beautiful boy, I hope you are well.”His face rested against one breast, and his hand reached up to cup it, she felt his strong grasp through her bra, and he squeezed.“Mmmmm I have missed this.”“C’mon Rajesh, what are you doing, we have to get to the next level!”He unfolded himself from Riya and turned back to the game, picking up the controller. As she walked to the door, Riya knew his eyes were following her. She felt tingles in her nipples as she descended the stairs“Shreyas, Rajesh, come down bursa escort bayan for lunch!”Riya had decided to surprise them and had set up a blanket in a secluded corner of the garden, behind a hedge and under the shade of the tree.As they came into the kitchen, she gave each a tray of food and signaled to follow her.“Wow! This is great Riyamom, what a lovely surprise.”They settled on the blanket, enough room for the three of them and the food. While they ate they laughed and talked, Rajesh giving hilarious imitations of some of the people at the orphanage. During a lull, Riya asked if he liked being at the orphanage still.‘Yep, it’s better now that I have a real family, a real brother and a real mom too. When I feel lonely I think of you.”“That’s so sweet Rajesh, you are my son too, you are both my sons.”Riya reached over to Rajesh and encircled him with her arms. He leaned back into her, and she felt his manly strength as she held him. He clasped her arms to his chest and rocked back and forth as she held him. He turned his face to her and kissed her cheek.Later they lay on the rug, the food cleared away. Riya lay between them one arm around each of them and they amused each other by pointing out different shapes in the clouds. Riya felt the same overpowering mothering feeling she felt with Shreyas in the morning.It seemed perfect, the sunshine, the blue sky, and passing clouds, the after food indolence, and her two boys with her. She could feel Rajesh’s hand on her thigh as they lay there, he was moving it up and down, caressing her, and now and then squeezing her.She felt Shreyas relaxing against her, and she thought he was drifting off into sleep. He turned towards her, his cheek resting on her breast.“Mommy, can I have some milk please?” he murmured.“Honey, you know I have no milk now that I am not feeding the baby. When I stop feeding her my body makes no more milk.’He grunted, then murmured again. “But can I just pretend… you know, pretend to have your milk?”Riya let this thought sink in for a minute. Her first reaction was one of revulsion – what he was asking was impossible.“Please mom, I have missed your milk.”She looked down at him, the top of his head in her view. Was it really that bad? It wasn’t as if both boys hadn’t seen her breasts, or tasted her nipples. But that was different, at times they were helping her out with excess milk.She loved them both, she wanted to be a good mom to them, to make them know they were loved and cared for deeply. She reached for the buttons on her blouse and slowly undid them. Her bra was a front clasp, one of her nursing ones, and she undid the clasp, pushing the cups to the side.Both boys were sitting facing her, the looks on their faces almost amusing to her. Shreyas’ was almost one of relief, Rajesh, on the other hand, was amazed, to the extent that his jaw had almost dropped. Shreyas reached out and cupped her breast in his hand, lifting, feeling the softness and the weight.She propped some cushions behind her and settled back into them, then motioned to her boys to come to her. Willingly they did, Shreyas more hungrily, he lay facing her, his mouth closing over her nipple. She felt his gentle sucking, establishing a rhythm with his breathing.Rajesh too lay facing her, he lay for a few seconds, his mouth inches from her breast, his eyes transfixed. He moved into her and took her nipple into his mouth. Unlike Shreyas, he didn’t immediately suck her. But he grazed his tongue lightly over her hardening nipple, circling her nipple with his tongue round and round, then he took her nipple between his lips and sucked lightly.He opened his mouth and swallowed as much of her plump flesh as he could, then he sucked, her nipple felt like it had been swallowed. Riya tightened her arm around Shreyas, folding her to him but she was a little wary of Rajesh. This was not entirely what she had in mind, but she knew she could put a stop to it if it became too much.Besides, she could feel herself responding. The love and maternal instinct for her boys were powerful, but occasionally she felt a sensual response to their touch, a tingling between her thighs and deep inside her pussy.She could feel Shreyas relaxing against her. But Rajesh was everything but relaxed as he caressed her breast and nipple with his mouth, tongue, and lips. His arm rested on her belly, and he caressed her, his fingers tracing lines from her breast down to below her navel. She was careful to keep her thighs together so he wouldn’t get too adventurous.Now as he caressed, she felt his elbow pressing against her mound, he pressed in circles, the hardness of his bone against her mound penetrated to her clit and it was thrilling. She consciously breathed out, relaxing, not wanting to succumb to any feelings of passion.She felt Rajesh’s lower body twist away from her, and the hand that before caressed her now fumbled with himself. Riya guessed what he was doing, but pretended she wasn’t aware. escort bursa The fumbling stopped, and his body was still.Without moving her head she lowered her eyes and she could clearly see the head of his cock poking out of the waistband of his shorts. He was hard and strong, and his fingers caressed the tip of his cock, back and forth. She could see the wetness on his fingers, a string of precum.He groaned softly, and pressed himself into her. She could feel the head of his cock against her thigh, even through the thin cotton of her sari. On the other side, Shreyas too was stirring.She could feel his hardness pressed against her too, she felt loved, adored, she felt like a woman fulfilled by the love for and by her sons. Eventually, she felt more than heard Shreyas murmur.“What is it my darling?”“Mom, you remember that time when… you… well, you know…”“What time honey?”“The time when … you… gave us a bj?”“Bj? What is… oh yes, I understand now. Yes, honey, I remember.”Riya was guarded, knowing full well where this was headed. Was she ready for this? Is this what she wanted? She loved her boys, she wanted to please them, she knew their hormones were raging inside them.She had noticed the sticky sheets and bed shorts of Shreyas. She could show her love for them in this most intimate way without harming them. She sat up and rolled Shreyas away from her, so he was on his back. Rajesh sat up.“What is it?” he said.“Just wait for me, honey.”“Wait for what?”“Its ok Rajesh, just wait for me, please.”Riya turned back to Shreyas, still on his back. She undid his belt, grasped the waistband of his shorts and pulled them over his hips, now raised to accommodate her movements.His cock sprang up from the confines of his shorts. Riya could see a light bush of hair at the base of his cock. She spat on her fingers and circled the head with her hand and gently began stroking him, her fingers just a light touch. Once again she marveled at his hardness.She knew at his age he was coming into the prime of his sexuality. She continued to caress him, now caressing the tip of his cock with her thumb. It was dry at first, but then she felt a stickiness of precum on her thumb. She caressed with her fingers so the whole head was lubricated.On her knees, she leaned forward, kissed his forehead, and then kissed the tip of his pulsating cock. She liked the nutty taste of his precum. With her tongue she caressed and teased him, licking him from the base of his cock to the tip then taking his head into her mouth and sucking. He lay with his head back, his fists clenched, his toes flexing.Riya could feel his cock twitching. Behind her she heard a moan, she turned her head slightly, Rajesh had his shorts off and was stroking his hard cock, watching intently as his mom pleasured his brother.In her kneeling position, her head over Shreya, her open blouse allowed her breasts to be free. She felt movement behind her, and then Rajesh hand firmly cup her breast. She continued to suck on Shreyas cock, her movements faster and faster as her head bobbed, sucking him, her mouth and tongue teasing him, her fingers played with his balls.Rajesh’ fingers softly kneaded her breast, squeezing, teasing her nipples with his fingers and thumb. She squirmed her hips, squeezing her thighs together. She could feel Shreyas building through his body, his cock hardened, twitched against her tongue and then he exploded in spurts of hot cum in her mouth.He moaned over and over, raising his hips. She sucked him until there was no more, her mouth full of his hot sweetness. She turned away from him, and spat into a cloth, wiping her mouth.Rajesh stopped his caressing her breasts, and lay back, looking at her, his cock hard and thick. His gaze at her was gentle and loving and she felt his warmth and love for her. In truth her body was tingling, her nipples almost jumping off her chest, her between her thighs she felt the heat, and her pussy was damp.She did not let these feelings betray her however, her heart was full of love for her boys. She moved closer to Rajesh, her hand reaching for him. She closed her fingers around his cock and marveled at his hardness. This time, no subtle teasing for Rajesh, she closed her mouth over him and took all of him.He moaned loudly and she began to fuck him with her mouth and tongue. It didn’t take long, he was on a knife edge after watching her with Shreyas, stroking himself and playing with her. His hips raised and he exploded in her mouth, a burst of warm fluid filling her mouth and touching the back of her throat.Spurt followed spurt, hard at first then gradually lessening until she felt a trickle. Again she wiped her mouth with the cloth. She sat back on her haunches, looking from Shreyas to Rajesh, both boys spent.“Fix up your shorts,” she said.Rajesh kneeling, and Shreyas standing, they obeyed. She settled back against the cushions.“Now come here with me my darlings, come and rest.”They settled against her, her arms around each back, and their heads resting against her. She gazed up at the clouds s**ttering across the blue sky. Riya was content, she felt her love for her boys, as big as the sky above.Thanks for reading. Please do comment.

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Moguls – Father-Son BreakfastLuca Alessandro Marc Branch woke up early. Next to the six-foot-two-inch, slender, cashew-skinned man lay his wife, Tenika. He picked up his cell phone and perused a couple of news stories before messaging his father to see if the old man was awake. It buzzed back shortly thereafter indicating that Doug Branch was indeed up and at ‘em. ‘What’s up,’ wrote the dad.‘Nada. Wanna run out and grab some breakfast?’‘Yeah! Give me 10.’The Branch men met outside on the front porch. Luca was dressed in a crimson and grey St. Joseph’s University basketball tee and silver Under Armour athletic pants. Doug had on some black training pants and a NJCAA tournament sweatshirt. “My car or yours,” inquired Doug.“We can take the rental since it’s already out,” Luca opined.The guys climbed into the Dodge Caravan. Luca was behind the wheel. Doug gave his son directions to the Omelette House. They walked into the diner and took a seat next to the window close by the front door. A homely looking white woman came over carrying a coffee pot. She flipped over the cups that sat on saucers and poured each of them some of the beverage. “Cream and sugar,” she asked.“No, grazie,” said Luca!“None for me,” added Doug.“You fellas know what you want yet?”Doug started, “Sure! I’m gonna get the three-egg western omelet and some link sausage.”“Can I get the french toast with bacon and two eggs over easy,” asked Luca.“Of course! Comin’ right up,” the lady assured them.“Oh, let us get a side of hashbrowns too,” Doug amended the order.“Extra crispy,” Luca requested.“Certainly. Anything to drink?”“Milk,” Luca smiled.“O.J.,” Doug declared.As they waited for the food to arrive, Luca began the conversation. “Dad, I think I wanna move back to Italy.”“Oh wow! I know you’ve been bursa escort toying with the idea for a while. What does Tenika think about it?”“She says she’ll think about it, but I know she’s not too much into the idea.”“What’s holding her back?”“She likes being near her family and plus you know she recently got promoted. I kinda feel bad asking her to give it up.”“She couldn’t work remotely and do her job?”“Yeah, I don’t really think that’s an option.”“How bad do you wanna go back? And, for how long,” inquired the former professional ball player.“Pretty damn bad, pops,” admitted Luca. “I think we could spend three to five years there and come back for the k**s to do high school and college over here.”“It doesn’t sound like a bad idea to me. Would you go without her and the k**s for a year?”“Nah, man! I’m not trying to do that. I don’t know that we’d make it through that.”“Is there something wrong?”“I mean nothing out of the ordinary. Just the usual marital stuff, ya know?!?”“I understand.”“She’d probably be pissed at me every day for leaving her with the k**s while she thinks I’m doing only God knows what over there. Her imagination is pretty frickin’ wild.”“Oh damn, son,” chuckled Doug. “That’s no good.”“Plus, I don’t really wanna leave my k**s here if I’m there.”“So, what are you going to do,” Doug asked.“I’m going to ask her if we can go in a year,” Luca said. “I’ll probably insist that we at least try it for a year.”“What’s your plan over there?”“Well, I have a standing job offer to teach and coach at a private school over there. Housing would be included. So we wouldn’t need to worry about that.”“That’s a plus.”“Yeah! I know.”“How are you gonna broach the subject of Tenika’s career?”“I’ll see if she can talk to her boss about possibly working from there. She bursa escort bayan could always start applying for jobs over there. There’s plenty of banks all over the world.”“True.”The food arrived and the men dug into their plates.“I wish you the best, son,” Doug said. “All I can say is pray about – solo and together. See what your answer is and follow that path.”“Thanks, dad,” Luca posited. “I got a li’l soul searching to do.”“Don’t we all?”“So, when do Monique and Todd come back?”“In about six more months.”“How’s it going with the k**s?”“Pretty good. They do keep us on our toes though.”“I bet. You know if you need a break, we could take them until they get back.”“Oh no. But thanks! It’d be too hectic on them having to change scenery again.”“k**s are resilient, pops.”“You’re right, but mama and Alia love having them here. And so do I.”“Cool.”Once they finished, Luca asked for the check.“No, son. I’ll pay,” Doug demanded.Luca disagreed, “Nope. Consider it a birthday gift.”“Alright,” the older man relented.Back at the house, the family was finally stirring about. Mama Bee was making pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs. The k**s were attempting to play hide and seek. Carina was assisting her grandmother while Alia, Tenika, and Jada, Carina’s significant other, were sitting at the table discussing how much they all detested the current POTUS.“Hey, guys,” Alia beamed.“Hey, baby,” Doug winked. “How’s everyone?”“Smells great, granny,” Luca said moving towards the stove and stealing a piece of bacon.“Thank you, baby,” the elderly woman smiled.“Let me wrangle up the grandk**s,” Doug said walking out of the room.When Doug returned, the k**s were hanging all over him. Everyone ate – including Doug and Luca again. As the morning wound down, the guests began packing escort bursa their vehicles to return to their homes.Now, it was just the standard residents in the house. Glenda Branch was in her room watching Law & Order: SVU. Marc and Kylah were looking at episodes of Doc McStuffins. Doug had preseason football on the tube and Alia was reading a book with her head in his lap.“Leave it down there too long and you know what you’ll have to do,” Doug warned her.“I look forward to it, sexy,” she shot back.“And you’re so good at it!”“Thank you, daddy!”“See you got my dick hard now. Can I get a quickie?”“Why not. Meet me upstairs.”Doug followed behind his short wife and smacked her rotund booty as she climbed the stairs. He locked the bedroom door behind them and picked up Alia. He gently tossed her onto the bed and started removing her clothes. He, too, got naked. He admired the beauty before him. He smacked his big dick on her encaged clitty and climbed on top of her. His massive body swallowed her suppleness.Doug drove his cock inside of Alia with restrained eagerness. She moaned, “Oh, Doug!”“Yeah, baby girl,” the man of the house howled. “My pussy is tight!”“Yes, Big Daddy! It’s your pussy! Fuck me!”“Damn, baby! Give Daddy that sweet, tranny pussy!”“I love you, Doug! Oh god! I love you!”“I love you, too, baby!”The power couple enjoyed each other. Alia’s small hands were grabbing and massaging her large man’s majestic being. Her manicured nails dug into his butt as she pulled him deeper into her with each of his thrusts. Doug stroked his wife’s hair and admired her adorable, naturally green eyes. He stared into them getting lost in her soul. He felt as if she could see straight through him.Alia felt the sensuality emanating from Doug. She pursed her lips and kissed him. As they tongue wrestled, Doug could take no more.He yelled, “Ahhhhhhhhhhh shiiiiiiitttttttt!” He nutted hard and rolled over on his back. Alia nestled up against him as they lay there in harmonious, loving goodness.

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305 padlocked nurse pt3305 padlocked nurse pt3Barney having returned from his months break with his parents in the New-York home, where they now lived, returning refreshed and more than a little glad to be back. During his break as John had bidden he had researched chastity belts and security devices, as well as attending his sister`s wedding and his mother`s birthday party. He had survived mothers comments about his lack of girlfriends, and his both sisters questioning if he was gay.He had twice called the flat during the second and fourth weeks of the break, John on the first, reassuring him that Mandy was “ok, and had got over it all and the swelling ‘mostly after 48 hours, had gone down’ and that she had been glad of being able to bathe once more!On the second call he spoke to Mandy herself she saying she was missing him, and that he was not to worry, John saying he was still welcome to “enjoy Mandy when he returned,” and that they “needed to talk so he would see him at work on the Monday at the pub at dinner!”It was soon Monday, and he was now back at his digs, breakfasting with his landlady before returning to work, at meal times was their only contact really. The landlady, a surly, lumpy woman, with a heart of gold and a face like a battered lead gargoyle, asked if he would be in that evening for his meal, he said he would be, but he hoped he was going out afterwards, which made her smile, and ask if he had finally got himself a woman…? He smiled, said for her to wait and see, then putting on his coat set off for work.At dinner break John found him with a pub lunch and a pint, which was their normal fare they sat outside in the sun, watching the traffic pass, as they discussed the next round of the tattoo`s the colouring in, and the more distant fitting of a chastity belt for Mandy, Barney outlining the types and the various applications, passing to John the various drawings and references he had found, all, typically of him, neatly bound in a plastic folder.The meal over they returned to work, John suggesting they met again next day at the same pub the food being good and which was to become their habit. Barney had hoped for a return match at the flat that evening, but as they walked back was told that they were “out tonight, and he realised jet lag was tugging at his eyelids anyway!”, so though he was somewhat disappointed, he knew he was best sleeping it off. John realising his disappointment, saying that “those games are for weekends matey, don’t be greedy, and laughing, which made the younger man smile as they left one another at the factory gate.They met again next day and reduced the possible chastity types to three. It rained on Wednesday and again on Thursday and a crowded and busy pub interior is not the place to discuss finalising a custom made, sex toy for the wife, especially with her lover, so it was Friday when they managed to get together once more, outside in what passes for privacy at a single table in the pub beer garden! They settled on a device called a ‘Bernasco padlock’ a medieval looking device consisting of a metal piece shaped to fit round from the mons and outer labia. The metal piece having a slits in it, that the inner labia has to be pulled through and secured by padlocks fitted through piercings in the inner lips. It would of course take a little piercing work to fit eyelets for the padlocks, and it needed some skilled work in metal to ensure the thing bursa escort was a good fit and of course light enough to ensure the skin didn’t stretch badly. The idea was good, now it was just a case of convincing their devoted slave. And making one, or at least a modified version.As was becoming their habit, they all got together on Friday evening, Barney arriving as usual about six with a bottle of wine, and flowers for his lover, and a small present from New-York. On arrival a delicious smell told him Mandy had cooked, and all still fully dressed, they sat and ate the meal, though they each knew it would be soon time for Barney to see his lovers decoration, in his case for the first time. Over the meal they talked of his holiday, then up came the subject of her decorations, Mandy explaining for the first time her fears, and feelings before during and after the act, which had both men quite rapidly stiff and excited. John especially enjoying his wife`s explanation of her surrendering herself for him, despite her misgivings and fears, till then he had not understood the extent of her misgivings, and worries or her dedication to him, that got her through what to her was a fearful ordeal.The table cleared and sorted, outside a grey and overcast sky and a cool wind meant the veranda was out, so they went and sat in the lounge, the two men on the sofa, drinks in hand, Barney remarking on the thin dress she was wearing and the lack of visible markings, just as they had planned, and John saying how Trevor had done such a good job, and the length of time it had taken to complete just the outlines, which had surprised them all, especially the last and largest, the one she now described as her proof of ownership. She describing the last two tendrils running down her lips as “awesome and really terrifyingly painful especially that last tendril!” Barney laughed and said that “he would pay for the next one if she would have his name placed inside those lovely lips,” which idea turned her a little pale as she sat regarding him with eyes like saucers, muttering,” …inside me, …really?”Both men grinned at that and John said with a shrug “that it sounds good, I want you pierced down there too missy, so think on!”That thought shook her a little, and she sipped her drink, quietly contemplating his words about piercing…something she hadn’t given thought to, believing that her husband and master would have been satisfied with just tattoos, now they both wanted more, though she was loath to deny them anything… anything at all.Barney by now was eager to see her body and said so, he having not seen her decorations since the table, when each small mark, newly applied and before they brought her home was red and swollen, every inflamed mark was then hidden by the dressings applied by Trevor to ward off infection.She looked at John, and he nodded, so she placed her glass on the side table and carefully unbuttoned her blouse, slowly removing itThe bra neatly covered both breast tattoo`s, and he remarked on the only visible one, her naval with its small ring of tiny butterflies surrounding the fold in her skin, each perfectly formed and a nice tasteful outlined enhancement.She leant forward, so he could enjoy the effect of her marked breasts as she unclipped her bra, slipping the thing from her shoulders to reveal two neat black cobwebs surrounding the now erect nubs, the right having a small spider tucked under her nipple. bursa escort bayan The effect was erotic and sensuous, her erect nipples telling him she was enjoying showing her enhancements, as much as he was enjoying the show.Her smile at his amazed face said it all, as she undid the waist band of her skirt, simply dropping the dark item round her feet, and standing for him in just the skimpy pair of lace knickers she knew he so enjoyed.She turned her knee for him, so that he could see the swallow, and he marvelled at the tiny bird, its features neat and precise, heading towards the sexual centre of her body. He reached out his hand , caught hold of her hips, and slid the last lacey item from her hips, at last, the small cartoon octopus was revealed, the notice with the black words, stark against the pink skin, with its message of ownership emblazoned for ever, the neat a****l smiling, with a cartoon like grinning face, two tendrils reaching out towards each hip, and two down either sex lip, in the most provoking way, causing him to gasp, and extend his hand to touch the little creature, which in turn made her shudder.He whispered, “wonderful, just wonderful!” she looked relieved and pulling him to his feet kissing him squarely on the lips in a most passionate way and breathing “Thank you,” in a way that said his appraisal mattered.“It will look better in colour” John Said, “She`s booked in this week, on Thursday evening, and Trevor has negotiated a reduction, which we have agreed to, haven’t we Mandy?” She confirmed that they had, though not how, with a nod and a faint smile, then he went on, “Do you want to come?”“Sadly, it`s my night class on Thursday`s, and I`ve missed the last four weeks, so I can`t afford to miss another, I`m having to play catch up as it is or I would have loved to be present, I found the outlines exciting enough, but I will have to pass I am afraid!”John asked what he was studying, and was told Jewellery, and he was near to the end of a two- year course, this next stage was critical in qualifying. He showed them a rather intricate ring he was wearing, three colours of gold and interwoven, which he had made himself. They were impressed, John asking if he could make the something special for Mandy he had had in mind for outings, and excitements, grinning and saying, “the piece we discussed, though then I didn’t realise you were so talented, I will pay any expenses, of course if you will make it!” Barney agreed to do so, “on the condition that she would wear a piece he would make to match, so he would know, every time she wore the ‘other piece’ when it was done, it being hidden!! Smiling at them and blushing Mandy was flattered but confused at what the hidden jewellery could be and that her husband had thought of for her without prompting, it not being Christmas, or a birthday, or an anniversary etc.Before she could get further with the thought, John suggested they all adjourn to the bedroom, as “he was sure they all wanted to fuck!” and with that remark, a crudity a little out of character, he rose and taking his wife`s hand, swept out leaving Barney floundering in their wake!In the bedroom, they found he had done a little pre-planning, on the bed four ropes lay each attached to the bed legs, obviously for Mandy to be secured at her arms and legs. Bondage was not their norm, but during the vanilla sex session the night before he had suggested Anal sex, when they escort bursa next had a threesome, which she had said was not something she had ever tried, and had made a flippant remark, said very much in jest that, you will need to rope me down before I will let either of you **** my virgin arsehole!” Not realising she was being flippant, he had surprisingly taken it as a serious reply, though with her normally being happy to try anything sexual for him he should have known better!He bade them undress, Mandy eying the ropes with some suspicion but as directed they were all soon naked, both men rising to the occasion, as John directed his mate to lie down on his back. Mandy then as directed, impaling herself on the stiff wand of her lover , though his next instruction to “keep still” was a real torturer and more difficult to comply with than he realised, he went as if to attach the ropes but she stopped him saying they were “unnecessary”, and that he could “do as he wished with her, she was his, she hoped he knew that, and she didn’t need restraining for him, or for either of them…!”His fingers soon began to explore, poking some sort of lubricant (she couldn’t see what or where from) into her backside her being engaged in meaningful eye contact with Barney as both of them desperately tried not to begin moving about!) In, her very sensitive, virgin and tender opening, she felt first one, and then two fingers invading her back passage, probing and stretching the soft brown star, her lover too becoming aware of the invasion, the feelings through the thin dividing membrane, Intense, and unusualThe fingers withdrew, and she then felt the head of her kneeling husband`s penis gently probing the still tight sphincter, his weight coming onto her back, and the pain suddenly massive as her muscled ring was forced open as he gained entrance to her bowel. Her facial expression now one of high pain as the stiff appendage slowly filled her, and Barney now unable to keep still any longer began to stroke in and out energetically or as much let it be said, as a man laid flat under 12stone of husband and 11stone of his pretty lover can be!The intensity of the pain caused her to cry out, then began to wane, the movements of her impaled lovers compensating for the residual pain as her cry`s spurred the two men on, Like a puppet her body shook about, her muscles unable to contribute much except pulsating grips in waves to the two invaders, now beginning to synchronise their thrusts, her head thrown back John nuzzling her under-ear neck and Barney chewing at her throat, adding to the flood of new sensations rocketing through her very core.They knew they could not last long, suddenly it was one of those singularly once in a lifetime, fantastic moments when everything happens together, bells rockets, whistles, bands and cannon, that magic climaxic feeling, going off in both participant`s minds (or in this case all three) achieving their aim in a single celebration of joy, the end of the 1812 was a nothing to this, it was awesome, each stiff intruder pumping his seed into her body like demented fire-hose`s, her body receiving each exciting hot donation, with its own collection of explosive feelings deep inside bowel and cervix, in a way she couldn’t ever remember achieving ever before. It had been worth that initial pain, the euphoria of her climax such, that for a moment she passed out, her emotions like a rag doll in a washing machine.After a time, they disengaged, collapsing on the bed like so much flotsam, washed up by the tide. Each dealing with the adrenaline in his or her own way, both men gently caressing her as they dozed.

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Hotel Rendezvous I, From HerWay too much time has passed since we last saw each other let alone touched each other. So here I am waiting at the airport for you arrival. This rendezvous is on me, the planning I have done is for your pleasure. My pleasure will come from pleasing you and making you purr like a lion every minute of the next 72, or so, hours. I just hope you enjoy what I have planned for us. For the next 3 days and nights you are mine, I am yours and. . . . . . .best of all WE are together.I arrived a day early to get everything together, so here I am at the airport waiting your arrival. When I finally see you, my heart fills with three emotions almost simultaneously, pride, love and lust. I am proud that I am the woman you are looking for, you are wearing jeans, shirt, blazer and boots. DAMN you are a good looking man. Love, well because you are my love. I know we don’t see each other often, we don’t talk often but my pure love for you only grows. And, of course, lust you are my ideal man, partner lover.We lock eyes, gravitate toward each other and kiss. I wish for just a minute I could just stand here and kiss you for an eternity. My knees are weak and butterflies are wreaking havoc in my stomach. On the escalator to baggage claim you are standing behind me, you wrap your arm around my neck lean down kiss my ear and tell me you love me. GAWD you are so……. . .HOT! As you drive to the hotel at my direction I can’t help but want to touch you, but in this unfamiliar environment you need two hands on the wheel and two eyes on the road. As we walk into the hotel room, after the door is securely shut and locked, I start to peel off my shirt. I know it is seriously slutty but damn I want to get naked with you NOW. You grab my arm and say, “Stop. . . . let me help”. And then the seduction begins. We undress each other trying our best to take clothes off without letting our lips part, kind of an adventure really. I promise I have surprises for you later, but it has been so long and I just want to feel your body against mine. I want the warmth and weight of you on top of me. I sigh as our bodies touch, I swear I may cum with just this sensation; I am already humming, throbbing, and melting. I want to devour you, it seems I cannot move fast enough while at the same time slow enough to take you in again after all this time. I am wet, hot and ready you know it, you want it so you say “Take me”. That’s all I need I roll on top of you and mount. What is a surprise to you is how much more flexible I am this time, I forgot to tell you I have been doing yoga for a couple of months. It doesn’t take either one of us very long and BOOM. As I roll off of you I cannot help but admire you. I love your body, the way your dick has slight curve to it, the smile on your face, the entire package. I am purring like a cat, relaxed sated, happy. We have the entire weekend, we are both tired mentally and physically, we are relaxed (obviously) so I suggest we curl up and take a nap. You agree that is a great idea, so off to slumber for an hour or so.After we wake I offer to scrub you up (and down) invigorating your bod before we go out for the night. I picked a room with a really large shower instead of a tub/shower. We can both go in very comfortably. My first surprise is a wonderful body scrub, no brush needed. I went to my favorite botanical store and got a sugar scrub that smells like cinnamon and vanilla. In the shower we go, amazing how the warm steam makes the scrub scent intensify. I know you like these scents, so do I, and the scrubbing does the job of waking you up and making your skin tingle. As I gently rub you we joke, really about nothing just great companionship…naked…in the shower. You are wondering what I have planned but you don’t want any hints right now; you are ready for my plans whatever they may involve. You trust me. As I told you when we were planning this rendezvous it is totally casual, have I ever told you how great you look in jeans? We dress and get ready for our first adventure, we decide to walk. The night is crisp and clear and we just want to enjoy each other. You grab my hand as we are walking, silly what a thrill it gives me to hold your hand and let the world know you are with me and you want to be with me. You are surprised I picked an Argentinian wine and tapas bar! What a great place, there is live music, Rodrigo Y Gabriella style Spanish guitar. Noisy but not irritatingly so and the food – smells heavenly. We decide to enjoy a sampler of both wine and tapas. You wonder how I knew about this place, tucked away in the city. I explain I did my homework and picked places I thought we would both enjoy. I didn’t want to plan anything ho hum and I wanted to enjoy the new experiences with you.It is getting late so we decide to walk back to the hotel. The night is still beautiful, crisp and cool, must be fall, our favorite season! When we get to our hotel we decide to go to the hotel bar for a night cap. Really, we didn’t drink much wine at the restaurant just a tasting menu with very small portions. I am still drinking vodka, one day I may have the palate for scotch, just not yet. After a drink I ask you to wait in the bar for 10 minutes then come up to our room, I have to make a few preparations. I think right now I might be able to talk you into anything; you know it is all about you, so you agree.You finish your drink and come up to the room. First thing you notice is the lighting; I didn’t want to light a lot of candles since we create plenty of heat on our own. But, I still want everything to be perfect so I put a scarf on the top of the floor lamp so it gives the room a warm red glow. One candle is lit in the bathroom. Now you are wondering if I am going to repeat our shower this afternoon; no not right now, later maybe, I am always open to suggestions. As you walk in, I take your jacket. This time I am going to undress you so I can enjoy the view, I un-tuck your shirt and slowly un-button to remove it. Now your t-shirt, after it is off I lean down and suck each nipple for just a quick second, then give a quick lick as I move my hands to your pants. I have them almost down when you have to sit down, are your knees weak? As you sit on the edge of the bed you reach out to touch my face, it is amazing to me you think I am pretty, you look at me with love in your eyes and give me a heart stopping kiss. BUT, you will not distract me from my mission. I pull away from you, kneel and pull your pants off. You know I think it is so sexy when you don’t wear any underwear, and tonight you didn’t disappoint me. Your cock is doing a small happy dance, not totally hard but it wouldn’t take much to make it that way. There is just a drop of pre-cum, I can’t help myself I have to lean down and lick it off. You moan as I lean down and take your socks off. I really do want just a moment to admire your body, I adore you.Now, you realize I am still clothed. Before I go change I ask you to lie back and, when you can, turn on the bed face down. You wonder what the heck I have planned, you give me a look. I ask if you trust me, you nod and roll over. I change into a slightly sexy nightie but your eyes are closed right now which is fine with me. I try to talk to you quietly, almost a whisper, I really don’t want to mess up this wonderful warm mood. I tell you I purchased more goodies at the botanical shop. You smell cinnamon and vanilla I have massage oil and lotion in that fragrance, again our favorite. You mumble something akin to a purr.I start at your feet. The soles are massaged in all the right reflexology points, totally relaxing what few parts of you weren’t already relaxed. Next I work on each toe, you notice I rub between your toes and massage each one as if were your dick, not tight just a gentle massage. I start to work my way up your legs, my hands are strong and your massage is perfect firm but gentle. As I get close to your bottom I lean down and lick the spot where your butt meets your thigh. For a minute you don’t realize what I am doing then I move and lick right up the middle barely touching you with my tongue right between your cheeks. I then move down to your inner thigh not quite to your balls and taste that area. I know you want me to keep licking but right now lotion bursa escort and hands begin to work up your butt to your lower back. As I massage your back I reach around and down the sides of your torso, I could rub on your for days. I begin working my way up your back to your shoulders and arms. You are so relaxed even your shoulders are warm and pliant. I gently massage your head, personally I love head rubs, back scratches, and face massages. Maybe that is why I always try to make sure I scratch your back every morning when you wake up, one of my love languages I guess. I am done with your back side massage, I am not really aware of time, nor do I care how much has passed. I ask you to roll over on your back and lie sideways across the bed. The first thing you notice is my attire. I know you have told me lingerie really doesn’t ring your bell and I don’t really have the body to pull it off, but I thought you might appreciate this nightgown. It is pale pink, probably not my best color, I look better in darker gem shades. The top is lace and it fits pretty snug holding the double D’s up so they droop too much, the skirt is a usual slip material gown. You can tell I am pretty turned on; my nips are hard buds.Again, I move down to your feet. This time the tops get the attention, not so much reflexology as a gentle massage to loosen any remaining tight spots. Your toes get the same treatment as they did before, my fingers between each toe then grabbing pulling and gently massage as if I were caressing your cock. The calves and thighs get the same attention too, I do have strong hands and you continue to melt down into utter relaxation with every stroke. I lightly touch the crease where your thigh meets your pelvic area. I stroke down and away on the inside of your thighs. I touch and put a little pressure on the area right below your cock as it meets up with your balls. You are getting hard and even though that excites me more than you know I have to move on back to your inner thigh. I am so sorry sweetheart but right now, I am going to pass up your glorious dick, I promise plenty of loving attention will be bestowed upon that particular area later. I massage your chest, and I can’t help myself, I love to gently play with your nipples – they get so erect! I am mesmerized by your chest; you are powerful, sexy and warm. As I continue to stroke the nipples I lean down and gently suckled each one, slightly nipping with my teeth then suck and pull on each with my lips.I slip off the bed and walk around to where your head is laying on the edge, on the edge not hanging off. Again, I am trying to restrain myself but I really need a kiss. So I take a small break and lean down to kiss you. OMG, you my darling man, are the best kisser you make my knees weak. I could kiss you for a century but . . . . I have more plans. For your handsome face I am going to use the lotion, the oil soaked in really well but I don’t want to slip off your face if I need another kiss. I start talking in a warm quiet voice asking if you now about pressure points on your face, about the eastern belief of a third eye, and the healing properties of touch on your neck and ears. You are so relaxed your response is a yes, to all, I think. I start off massaging your ears, the cartilage and the soft lobes, gentle warm strokes is all you need . I pull up your neck just below your ear and then turn your head gently to the side. Gentle pressure to the edge of your elongated neck, rubbing in the wonderful scented lotion, I have to slip down for a gentle kiss. You neck is now so relaxed any tension you may have had left is gone. Then I lift your head slightly and put my hands down behind your back as long as I can reach, I put pressure on either side of your spine with my fingertips and pull up toward your neck and shoulders. I can tell you really like this move so I repeat it a couple of times.Now I move to your face, gently I press on the sides of your nose with my thumbs and pull from bridge to your cheek moving my strokes up toward your orbital bone. I move my hands to your jaw line and massage between my index and thumb, back and forth soft and slow. On the last stroke I move to your forehead. I make small seemingly unending circles just to frame your third eye. Then I work out to your temples with small deliberate strokes. After repeating the pattern for several minutes I start to lightly tap your third eye with my index finger, it almost puts you to sleep.I work my way from your back and neck down your shoulders to massage your arms. As I get to your hands, I turn each over and give you a small kiss in each palm. I put my hand against yours palm to palm and thread my fingers between yours. I stretch your fingers back, pressing my fingertips to your knuckles for leverage. When they are all stretched and relaxed I gently slide my fingers from yours knuckle to knuckle, trip to tip. Then on to the other hand, exact same treatment. Then I turn your hands over and massage the back sides kneading and bending to relax those tendons. Each finger gets a mini massage and pull, like your toes, eventually . . . .like your cock. You and I are both so relaxed. The room is warm, we both smell awesome. As you roll from your back to your side I slip out of my gown and slide into bed right behind you, spooning, caressing – my fingertips do not want to break the connection with your skin. I think to myself, or maybe I say it out loud, THIS is what making love is all about. I love you; I want to show you an intimacy you have never had before. It’s obvious our sexual intimacy is explosive. I know we have something incredibly special; I want to make sure you know it’s not all about sex. As I tickle your back with my fingertips I try to vocalize my thoughts. Our emotional intimacy and our relationship is astounding. I am attracted to you on so many levels, I know you don’t get that but I want you to try. Even if we never had sex again (OMG I hope not!), I would still love you and adore you. Your sexual prowess is just a perfect bow on a perfect package. I have never been so turned on by a man, you do make my juices flow which is amazing and even more amazing now since I am getting older and the juices don’t flow as freely! You are yawning; you are warm and relaxed as am I, so we sleep. I am not sure if you remember but the first night we spent together I cuddled up my back against you. I was amazed at myself that I had done that; I had spent years clinging to my side of the bed not wanting to share my space. Then you came along and in one night I want to be close to you. Close and vulnerable how quickly you melted me…In the middle of the night, you wake me with a soft caress. During the night you have rolled over and you are now behind me spooning the best you can since you have a rock hard dick. You reach around me and caress my breasts then move to my neck and shoulders. You ask if it is ok if you enter from back there, by now I am practically panting so what can I say but YES. Again I am thrilled that we can make love lying on our sides me curled up so you can fuck me with no hindrance. We are both so close, ‘please baby, I want to see you when you cum’. So in one synchronized movement we roll so you are on top, ‘bang me baby’ is all I can get out. OMG do you oblige me. I am hot and wet; I can feel you, the perfect size for my pussy. Banging, the slapping of skin on skin, the slick sweat, then my legs start to tense up you know I am close so you stop for just a second, I whimper ‘PLEASE’. That is all you need, GAWD I love you. The looks in your eyes as you stare down at me says it all. We both cum, and let out the breath we were holding and didn’t even know it. Next comes a heart stopping kiss, we know every inch of each other’s mouths. I run my tongue over your slick teeth, thrust my tongue in your mouth twisting and melding with your tongue. I really could kiss you for hours; my crouch would be soaking, but still. I get up to get a warm cloth to clean you off. I gently wipe you down and they crawl in beside you. Once again I just want to cuddle up and touch you, so I do. We fall asleep again.The next morning I decide to give you a scrub in the shower. Cinnamon and vanilla scrub from last night, was it just last night you got here? Then I soap bursa escort bayan you up and down, we are both sated for now so all we do is shower and caress. . . .with soap. Of course there is some dick dancing and pussy purring but I do have plans for today. It is late so I have planned a late brunch at another local place. They have a fireplace on the front patio so we sit out there drinking bloody mary’s and talk . . . . about everything . . . .about nothing. Brunch takes us a couple of hours and then we decide to explore the city. I lead you to a group of shops, you know I have a destination so you just follow along. As soon as you see the store you have a feeling of love and appreciation for me and my appreciation for you, I did tell you this weekend was all about you. We are at a cook’s market, all the exotic spices, scents, fruits, vegetables and meats at our fingertips. The staff is so welcoming and helpful. They let us taste and question as much as we want. At least 2 hours has passed looking around. Unfortunately, we can’t buy something fun to experiment with and go home to cook together. We decide to buy a big piece of cheese and a few crackers then get a bottle of wine at the wine store next door, and go for a walk and a small picnic. Yes, I know it has only been a couple of hours since we ate but who knows how long we will continue to browse at the multitude of shops here. They are all specialty shops and we have the entire day together.After a nice afternoon of window shopping, we decide to go to a local park. We sit on bench and people watch. The air is a little cold so we cuddle up next to each other. I can’t express in mere words how much this relaxing day with you has meant to me. We have talked about everything and nothing, just enjoying each other. I like to look at you when you talk, you are slightly animated with a twinkle in your eye and, of course, I love listening to your voice. As we make our way back to the hotel I tell you it’s ok to catch up with your Blackberry. I know you have avoided looking at it most of the day and I want you all to myself tonight so I want you to take care of the business you have waiting. Again, we are both a little sleepy (can you tell I love napping with you?), so we decide to lay down a take a quick nap. Also, we both know it may be a long night, mmmm. We sleep. Do you think it’s weird I want to have sex with you every time we are in bed together? I really would like a quickie but I don’t want to wear us out for later tonight. I have a plan in mind that I don’t want to ruin. So instead we kiss and pet and pant. You know I have something special planned for tonight; you don’t want to know while at the same time you are dying to know. My first surprise is my lingerie; I have a cami/corset combo on with my boobs out. (Please see pic) You and I are the only 2 people that know I am sticking the girls out under my clothes. Considering my age and breast size it really is amazing they are still ‘up there’, I know my nips are pointed in a southerly direction but the boobs don’t hang too low. . . .yet. Obviously I can wear a form fitting top, or maybe I can under a larger swing sweater. So out we go, you are commando on the bottom I am commando on the top. When I am with you I have a sense of wild, fearless abandon when I am with you. I trust I can do, say, or wear anything and you will appreciate me. The restaurant tonight is on the nicer side. We decide to have drinks on the patio before going into dinner. Again, our conversation is awesome. We are enjoying the view, the fire pit, and the company. After a while we sit in silence, a nice peaceful silence, not awkward. You are wondering what the heck I have planned for later while I am scheming in my head hoping that everything will be perfect for you.Our dinner is awesome. I could go into detail what my dish is like but I want to share other things with you. The salad we shared was tasty, spinach, raspberries, red onion, gorgonzola, and vinaigrette, really simple but delish. Again, we share a bottle of wine. I know we should drink white with seafood but I don’t care for white so you appease me and order a great red blend. Yes, I am a little tipsy. Not slurring my words or weaving when I walk just happy and sated. I have noticed all night you have been staring at my boobs. Like you wish you had superman’s x-ray vision. I think it is fun that we know about the commando part of our attire and no one else does. So I excuse myself to get up and go to the restroom. As I walk by you, I lean down to give you just a gentle peck on the lips and you reach up and grab a boob. Maybe grab isn’t the right word, caress? Anyway, that makes me hot! I still have one surprise left and I don’t want to ruin it so I take a nice long drink of wine and settle down. We finish at the restaurant and I ask if we can go for one short walk. Then you notice a small strip of little shops hidden behind the restaurant. You follow me around and see that we are going into a cigar parlor. Now, I will not lie and tell you I love the smell in the shop. I ask you to pick the cigar that most appeals to you. As you ponder I walk over and get two glasses of scotch, yes, I am going to try it tonight. Then we step outside, this place has a lot of fire pits!, we sit, you smoke, we sip. After thoroughly enjoying the smoke and drink we head back to the hotel. I want the atmosphere to be perfect so we light candles and open the bed. I didn’t plan for any music but I really don’t think we need to set the mood too much since we are already in the mood. You are wondering if I am going to give you another bath, admittedly I did think about doing that but I want your body close to mine . . . . . . now. I begin to undress you never letting my eyes leave yours, I want you to see the passion and love in my eyes. Every piece of clothing I remove feels like I am opening a door. You have so many rooms and I want to unlock each one of them, in the end I will know you heart and soul. “I’m in love with the way you love me”, I say as I gently push you down on the bed. I begin to undress in front of you, though I am not really comfortable doing this you seem to really enjoy it so I peel off my clothes a layer at a time. When I get to my bra and panties you stand up and take my breast into your mouth, ohhh gawd that feels good. Immediately, both of my nipples harden and I am hot and wet. We stand at the foot of the bed, you suckling my breasts me running my hands over your head and down your neck. I want to make this night last but right now I want you….inside me. I step back to the desk. Did you notice there is a towel there? I sit on the desk, spread my legs, and pull you towards me. You are rock hard and I am hot and wet. “I want you to fuck me baby, please”, you smile that heartbreaking smile and enter. This is the perfect position for you not too much stress on your hip and I am at the perfect level so you don’t have to bend or adjust at all. I lean back close my eyes and feel you hard, stroking me inside and out. You put your finger down and massage my button; it is full as a tic and ready. You know I am so close to an orgasm, like me you want to see my face, you pull me up just as I cum and look me in the eye. Then you feel free to cum, fast and hard. I grab your shoulders to hang on and tell you to fuck me, again please. You have release!We are both panting; your legs are a little weak. You pull away from me and I cannot help but whimper, I really don’t want to let you go. You walk to the bathroom to get a warm cloth for both of us. We lie on the bed. I whisper I have more planned for tonight but I just need a little time. You agree that you do to, so we cuddle up and talk. You know I am ready again as I begin to stroke your chest lower and lower. You are lying on your back and as I look down at your cock, I love the way it sits there slightly turned up just waiting for the attention it deserves. I lean down and start to lick and suckle your nipples. And it begins again…As I lick and suck on your nipples I reach down and stroke your cock ever so gently. As I move down the side of your body I continue to hold on and I can feel you growing in my hand. I can’t help myself I have to lean down and lick the very tip like I am licking a lollipop. escort bursa It is a temptation to suck you into my mouth but I have other plans, so just a lick it is…for now.I lean in and stroke my fingers down the inside of your thighs from your balls to mid-thigh. I reach down and massage the back of your knees then back up to your balls. I wonder if lightly licking your balls would turn you on…or off, I go ahead a lick each one, again not pulling either into my mouth just licking and touching. I hear a slight moan from you so I think that was a great idea! I have always been curious about that dark space between your balls and your anus; it is such a tight little package. I decide to stoke that space with my fingertips, just a touch of pressure not to hurt just to test, the entire line from balls to ass. Is that another moan I hear? It must feel good. I want to put my tongue and lips where my fingers have just traveled; I look into your eyes asking for permission. I definitely see lust; hot, sultry, down and dirty lust in those beautiful eyes. I perceive that look as approval and permission to continue on my journey. My tongue puts pressure and then my lips kiss, all the while I am stroking your penis, just a stroke no gripping yet. Your cock is HARD and HOT, it might be pulsing or that might be my blood pulsing through my body. As I kiss your dark place I stick my tongue out and let the tip just touch your anus. You start, did I just shock you with my dirty ways? You have mentioned on a couple of occasions that move would totally turn you on. I want to turn you on so I tried it to see if you really do like it. I whisper, “baby, is that ok?”, you whisper yes. I lick your balls one more time on my journey back to your cock. I have been reading up on how to please my lover, we don’t get much time to talk, about anything let alone what you would like me to do to pleasure you. I need to treat your cock like an ice cream cone, or a lollipop, since they are two different tongue ‘techniques’ I want to try both. First, ice cream cone, of course I have to take your dick into my mouth and give my lips a squeeze as I move out and off. Next, I lick the sides ice cream dripping down the sides needs to be licked up. Then I swirl my tongue around the tip and then take another lip suck into my mouth. Now the lollipop is just licking all the way from the base to the tip, trying not to miss any little bit of your cock. I cannot help myself, I stop to linger on the spot on the back side just below the tip. The texture of that spot draws my tongue, and my lips. With a taut tongue I massage that spot, you grab the back of my head and say, “GAWD lover, you are such a slutty girl, MY slutty girl”. I have been working on trying to take your entire dick in my mouth, I apologize I am not deep throat, I take you in there is not much room for my tongue to move around so I just suck and move, in and out. With each movement in I try to take you a little deeper. Then I pull off and begin to finish my ice cream cone.I move around and kiss your inner thigh from the crease of your leg down to your knee and back up the other leg. I then settle myself stomach down between your legs, I look up at you and you smile that heart stopping little grin that I love so much. I don’t know if you like it as much as I do when I shimmy my body up yours pressing my boobs together to cradle your cock, I love that feeling. As I move up your body, I lean in and give you kisses and licks all the way up to your nipples. I suck and nip those, you groan and grab my face and pull me in for a kiss.I move back down to your dick. One last experiment, I suck you into my mouth and just as you are almost all the way in I put my tongue on top and push it against the tip of your cock, then let it push past down the shaft. “oh gawd” is all I hear from you. I didn’t know if this move would hurt you or not, doesn’t seem like it is hurting you at all just turning you on. I try that move just a couple more times and I move my head up and down sliding on your cock. At this point I am not really sure which way to move, I want to press my boobs over your cock and shimmy up your wonderfully hard chest. The friction your chest hair causes against my nipples just excites me more. As I move up I stretch my neck out for you to kiss, you know how much I love this so you oblige my neck, the crease of my shoulder and then you have to take a nipple into your mouth. I ask you to nip me with your teeth, my nipples are so taut granting that request is easy.I have been playing with your body for some time now, and I want to try one more thing, chocolate and then coconut oil. As you have already guessed, I am infatuated with your cock. I love the way it dances when I touch and kiss, I really love how rock hard my attentions can make it and (believe it or not) I love the way it looks! I love the way you look, all the time in any condition. So I want to slather on some warm chocolate, on your cock, on your balls and around the ring of your ass. I figure the best way to do it is with my hands, so I dig in the fondue pot and start spreading. You moan at the feel of the warm wet feel of the chocolate and the pressure my fingers are putting on you in all those places. When I am finished I begin to lick, I start at your ass and lick my way up. As I move up and over your balls you are making wonderful sounds. I think my tongue has to push a little harder to get this chocolate off, you are hot enough there is no way it will get hard, the chocolate that is, you are hard I am throbbing and wet and warm. I don’t want to get off subject here, BUT I know you think I am pulling your…leg… when I tell you no other person has ever turned me on the way you do. I know I am not the world’s best lover or most experienced but seriously you get my motor going with just a look, or a hug, or a smile, or a laugh…. Back to the chocolate and your splendid appendage, I have worked my way up for the finale of the blow job. I have been working on the throat opening thing and I am not quite there but I take you completely into my mouth and move my tongue around and up and down to get every bit of chocolate I can get. My mouth is sugary so I slip up and give you a wet, warm chocolaty kiss, then I lean back and whisper, “I want to get on my knees, I want you to fuck me until you orgasm, hard, fast, any way you want”. I slide off the bed and pump some coconut oil into my hand, you watch as I slather some on my pussy then reach over and slather some on your cock. I am afraid the chocolate may not be as viscous. You look at me and lick your lips as I touch my pussy, ‘get on your knees’, and I willingly get on my knees.You slide into me, so hard and hot, and start with a slow motion thrust. You, and I, want to make this last as long as we can but we have our limits. You push and thrust, hard, filling me, taking me, pleasuring me. I am full with you in me, ‘rub your clit’, I oblige. I work my clit the way you taught me to, almost jacking it off in micro movements sliding back and forth over that little swollen button. My knees shake, my arms shake and you can feel my pussy contracting with each thrust. I want to hold you in while at the same time I want you to pound into me. You grab my hips and thrust, ‘baby please’ is all I can say. I want so much for you to be satisfied please let yourself go. . . . . . and you do.We fall onto the bed. On weak legs I get up to get you a warm towel to wipe off, after you are done you share it with me and place the towel on my still throbbing pussy and give it a gentle squeeze. After a few minutes we cuddle/snuggle into each other. I love touching you, I run my hands along your electric fur. I want to touch you everywhere all at once, your ears, your head, your shoulders and on and on.Eventually, we each turn and fall asleep.Sometime in the middle of the night we wake, once more both horny as hell, how can that be? All it takes is a few sweet kisses and you know I am ready. Lying on our sides you enter from the back, reach around and caress my breasts and ask me to rub my clit. We are getting into a rhythm it is slow and perfect. I wake you with a back scratch, light touch but it makes you feel good. We don’t really have time for much so we shower together giving each other a soapy scrub memorizing each part until we see each other again.We part with I love you’s and kisses, we promise to try to do this more often. As you walk away I wipe a single tear from my eye, I miss you already.

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