Dreams, Drawings, and Panties

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Author’s Notes: Alex wakes up to find that his soulmate is gone. She didn’t leave. She never existed. Alex has a plan to investigate, and things get interesting…and dark. Is this the beginning of insanity?

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This story contains suspense and mystery but is not lacking in explicit erotic content.

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Chapter 1: Morning in the Twilight Zone

Alex Henderson sat up in bed as soon as he awoke and reluctantly gazed downward at the two pillows in his bed. One had a clear indentation where his head had lain during the night. The other was partially covered with a sheet and showed no signs of being disturbed last night. His groggy face showed signs of being perplexed mixed with a generous helping of despair. “Another morning in the twilight zone,” he said grimly to himself.

Alex was determined that this morning would be different. He unsteadily emerged from his bed and quickly got to work. He opened up his closet and hurriedly scanned through the clothes hanging on the racks. All of these clothes belonged to him. No one else’s clothes were there. Without bothering to get dressed, he strode nakedly into the spare bedroom that he was using as an office and began setting up his drawing table. His mind was clearing, and he grew more focused. Coffee would be extremely helpful right now, but he feared losing time while he ground the beans and setup his brewing machine. He smiled tightly as he remembered packets of instant coffee in the back of the pantry and finished laying out his drawing materials on the table before placing a cup of water in the microwave. He then made a quick excursion to glance at the counter next to the bathroom sink. He saw exactly what he expected: a single toothbrush in a toothbrush holder. “She was never here,” he said to himself.

Alex minored in art in college, and excelled in his abilities in portraiture drawing, and would be putting his skills to work again. He quickly prepared his instant coffee, scurried to his drawing table in the other room, and then turned on his phone’s voice recorder as he got to work with his pencil. It was only a matter of time before his memories of her would be completely gone. If today was like previous mornings when this happened, before the morning was over, he wouldn’t be able to recall a single memory of her. However, he’d still be able to feel the empty hole in his soul that was torn out of him from her loss. This time, he’d document his memories before they faded. He’d draw her face and any other features he could remember. While he was drawing, he would talk to his voice recorder which would record his experiences with her as best as he could still remember. His face now showed determination. And grief.

“Emma,” he said to his voice recorder. “That’s her name.”

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Chapter 2: Emma

“I got some of your favorite beer and put it in the fridge while you were out,” Emma said, as she and Alex were walking down the sidewalk of their street.

“Dark wheat?” asked Alex.

“Franziskaner Hefe-Weisse Dunkel,” Emma responded matter-of-factly.

“You are awesome!” he replied.

“I know,” she said with a smile, “and I know what you like. I also thought that you’d earned it after this week at work.”

“Yay! Thanks!” he replied as he began to think about his work week.

“I know what else you like,” she said.

Alex noticed that she wasn’t beside him anymore.

“These!” she announced playfully. As Alex turned back to look for Emma, she lifted the bottom of her shirt and bra and flashed him her nipples.

“Emma!” said Alex. “People can see you!”

“No one’s looking this way,” she replied as she resumed walking to catch up with him. “Don’t worry. I checked first.”

“Okay,” Alex said with a laugh. “I can always count on you to keep me entertained.”

“I thought that you’d earned that, too,” she said as she began the awkward task of placing her breasts back into her bra beneath her shirt.

“Your generosity is greatly appreciated,” he said with a smile. Seeing Emma’s nipples along with her playfulness had begun to arouse him and he could feel tightness in the front of his underwear.

“And you love THIS, don’t you, Alex?” asked Emma who had somehow slipped behind him again.

Alex turned around to see Emma’s bare ass. She was turned away from him and bent over with the back of her skirt pulled up. She wasn’t wearing panties and her legs were slightly spread, exposing her pink labia beneath her ass. A little tuft of pubic hair was visible at the bottom.

“Emma!” Alex tried to shout quietly.

Emma quickly stood up, causing her skirt to drop back down, hiding her briefly exposed ass and pussy.

“What do you think you are doing?!” Alex asked.

“Turning you on,” she replied calmly as she stepped forward and grasped one of his hands.

“I…” started Alex before stopping himself. He had forgotten what he was going to say. She was right about getting him turned on. The combination of playfulness and boldness was a formula that worked quickly with him. His cock was uncomfortably istanbul escort stiff inside his underwear and his pulse rate had increased as he briefly imagined dropping his pants and inserting himself inside her right there in the street. He realized that he was breathing more heavily.

“Am I right about turning you on?” Emma asked.

“You understand me so well, it’s almost scary!” Alex responded while trying to suppress an uncomfortable laugh. Emma began to smile smugly. “But please be careful!” he added.

“Well, don’t call attention by calling out my name,” she responded. “Don’t worry, I always look before I leap. There wasn’t anyone looking our way.” She gave his hand a playful squeeze. “You may need to spank me when we get home, though.”

“I’ll have to do SOMETHING to you when we get home,” Alex added.

“I’m counting on it,” she said.

“Where are your panties?” Alex asked.

“In my purse,” I slipped them off under the table before we left.

“Clever,” Alex said as he imagined her discretely removing her panties and sliding them down her legs under the table. “So, you had this planned even before we started home?”

“I have my needs,” she answered, “and I’ll do what it takes to get what I want.”

The couple began to approach the antique shop below their apartment. A few years ago, Alex had accepted a position as a marketing director and found this single-unit apartment conveniently near his office. It wasn’t cheap, but was spacious, quiet, and conveniently located within walking distance of several cafes and bars. They climbed the stairs and Emma stepped forward to unlock the door with a key from her purse. They both eagerly rushed inside as the door opened.

Alex walked into the kitchen, found the beer that Emma had purchased in the fridge, and grabbed a bottle.

“Get your ass in here!” he heard Emma demand from the living room. Alex placed the unopened bottle on the counter and then entered the living room to see a completely naked Emma standing next to a small pile of clothes on the floor next to her.

Alex inhaled involuntarily. “This sight never gets old,” he said as he gave her full body a quick glance before focusing his eyes on her breasts and her pussy.

“I should hope not!” Emma responded playfully as she marched over to him and firmly grabbed his wrists. Alex watched her breasts jiggle as she pushed him backward until his back was pressed against the nearest wall.

“You like what you see?” she asked as she pressed her body against his, squeezing her breasts against his chest. “Wait, don’t answer that. I already know the answer. Just kiss me,” she said as she inched her mouth towards his lips. The breathing in both of their bodies began to intensify as they began to kiss.

Emma’s hand slid down over his pants to feel the outline of his hardened cock. His cock became even more uncomfortable as it was still pointed downward inside the confines of his pants. Emma unbuckled his belt and unfastened the button of his pants, and then carefully slid her hand inside them and into his underwear where she grabbed his rigid cock. Alex’s body tensed with pleasure as he felt her cool, soft fingers grip his member. She slowly and carefully pushed the tip of his shaft to one side and then upwards so that he was more comfortable. She gave the tip a quick squeeze before reluctantly removing her hand from his pants. He flinched involuntarily.

“Is that better now?” she asked.

“Much better,” Alex responded quietly while breathing even more heavily.

“Good, because I’m not done with you,” she said. “I’m going to exploit your body to satisfy my physical needs,” she added slyly.

“Do you really think that I’ll let you have your way with me and do anything you want?” Alex asked playfully.

“I’m certain of it,” she answered. “And there’s not a damned thing that you can do about it. Got it?”

“I think that you are getting too big for your britches,” Alex said.

“I’m not wearing any britches, genius,” Emma responded smartly. They both stared intensely into each other’s eyes.

“I’ve had about enough of your attitude!” exclaimed Alex as he grabbed her naked body and carried her to the couch. She squealed with laughter as Alex laid her face down with her hips over his lap. He gave one of her ass cheeks a slap and she let out another squeal.

“Stop!” Emma demanded with some more laughter.

“No! You’ve been a very naughty girl!” Alex responded before slapping her other ass cheek.

“You have no idea!” exclaimed Emma. “I deserve much more than a spanking!”

Alex struck her again with his hand, though this time much harder, and Emma yelped. He repeated it a few more times with Emma yelping each time as her bottom became a light shade of pink.

Emma cooed as Alex paused to rub and massage her pink bottom. She began to squirm as Alex began stroking his hands over her back, over her ass, and over the backs of her thighs. Her squirms became more intense as he began avcılar escort to slide his hands over the insides of her thighs. He then pried her thighs slightly apart so that he could slide ever closer to her hot center, moving from her knees to her hips. Her coos turned to moans as his fingers came approached her labia. He massaged the areas near her pussy so that he was indirectly tugging on her moistening folds, as Emma began moaning continuously. He slowly inched a finger over the slit of her pussy and pressed it lightly between her lips, feeling the dew within. Emma writhed sensually, as he slowly pressed the first two knuckles of his finger inside her.

Alex then quickly withdrew his hand from her pussy and pressed his wet finger into her mouth. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, you little slut!” he exclaimed.

“Why are you stopping, you bastard!” she responded.

“You really do deserve a spanking,” he said as he resumed spanking her bottom as she began laughing again.

“You will stop!” Emma then suddenly commanded in a deeper and confident voice. Alex froze and Emma climbed off of his lap. “Stand up,” she said calmly as she laid back on the couch. She pointed to a spot on the floor a few feet away and said, “Stand there and take off your clothes.”

Without thinking, Alex stood up and walked over to the spot on the floor. It felt a little weird to him, but he almost felt as if his body complied before he had decided how to react to Emma’s command. Still, this was fun, and this was certainly going to lead to something pleasurable.

“I want to see those clothes come off of you quickly,” said Emma.

Alex began with his shoes and socks, and then picked up speed as he removed his shirt.

“I like what I see so far,” said Emma, “now, let’s get to the good stuff!”

Alex then removed his pants while they looked into each other’s eyes. Since Emma had already moved his penis into an upward position, so the tip of his erect shaft was sticking out above the waistline of his underwear. Emma smiled as she stared at it. “I like how tonight is going,” she said.

“Now finish up,” Emma said as she pressed her palms together. Alex pushed his underwear below his hips and thighs and then raised one leg so that he could pull one foot through the leg opening. He then let them fall down his other leg and then stepped out of them. Emma placed her clasped hands behind her head as she leaned backwards onto the couch. “Now face the other way,” she told him. Alex caught Emma grinning as she watched his erect cock bob up and down as he slowly turned. “Don’t look at me,” she said, “turn your head away, too.” Alex complied.

“Nice, ass!” she said. Alex beamed.

“Now turn around and step close to me,” she told him.

Alex turned and took a couple of steps until his toes were nearly touching Emma’s. Emma leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her warm mouth. Alex groaned with pleasure. She pressed him deeper inside and then slowly moved her head back and forth while Alex began to moan. She then pulled her mouth away. Alex felt coolness on his shaft that was now wet from her mouth.

“Now take a few steps backward and then close your eyes,” said Emma. Alex followed her instructions without hesitation. It was easy to follow commands when good things like this happen to you.

As soon as Alex closed his eyes, Emma leaped up from the couch and pulled his head forward, causing him to become off-balance and almost falling forward. Alex opened his eyes but was not able to prevent Emma from placing him into a headlock.

“Yeow!” exclaimed Alex. “What are you doing?!” he asked while laughing.

“That’s for me to decide,” Emma responded, as she began leading him to the bedroom. The naked couple awkwardly hobbled out of the living room with Emma giggling and Alex still stooped over in her headlock. To Alex, Emma seemed much stronger than he had remembered.

As they entered the bedroom, Emma released Alex and turned on the light. Alex immediately took advantage of the situation by grabbing Emma’s torso and tackling her into the bed. “Nobody gets away with doing that to me!” he said, and they began to wrestle. Alex grabbed her wrists and pinned her back to the bed, holding her wrists against the mattress above her head. He then straddled her chest and thrust his cock against her mouth. “Suck my dick!” he demanded. Emma held her lips tightly together as he pressed the tip of his cock into them.

“If you want that dick in your pussy tonight, you’d better start sucking,” Alex told her. Emma then smiled before lurching her head forward and slurping his dick into her mouth. “That’s a good girl,” he said to her as he began to moan again with pleasure. He released her wrists and leaned forward onto his hands and began to slowly fuck her mouth. Emma soon began to moan herself. Alex looked down to see her rubbing her pussy with her fingers.

Emma turned her head sideways to remove his cock from her mouth. “You’d better not cum in my mouth without fucking my pussy şirinevler escort first,” she said playfully but firmly. Without warning, Emma pulled one of Alex’s wrists, causing him to lurch to one side, and then rolled him onto his back while quickly straddling his face. Alex seemed surprised at her strength and the latent wrestling skills he somehow hadn’t noticed before.

“Eat that pussy if you want to fuck it!” Emma ordered as she shoved her crotch to his mouth. Alex looked up at the gift that had been presented to his face. Her distinctive scent was delightfully intense, and he slowly inhaled through his nose so that he could cherish the sensation as much as possible. He fought the impulse to frantically devour her and used great restraint to give her lips just a gentle kiss. Emma shuddered with delight and uttered a quiet incoherent vocalization. Her labia were now swollen and almost dripping wetness from arousal, leaving his own lips covered with lubrication after his short kiss. He gave her another delicate kiss, but this time indulging her a little longer. He then licked his own lips, coating his tongue and drawing some of her musky essence into his mouth. He could feel the slippery coating between his tongue and the roof of his mouth, spreading the taste around his palate. He craved more but resisted the urge to dive right in.

“More,” Emma pleaded. “Please, more!” Her tone had become less demanding and more begging.

Alex touched her with his tongue, paused, and then ever so slowly pressed it deeper between her lips, sliding lower until he had inserted his tongue into her as far as he could reach.

“More!” Emma begged with a higher pitch that almost became a squeal.

Alex began to slowly lap at her labia with long strokes, enjoying his task almost as much as Emma was. Emma struggled to hold her hips still as she moaned almost continuously now. Alex then gave her clit a gentle butterfly kiss and she uttered something that sounded something like a squeal and a “yes!” He then circled her clit with his tongue without touching it. “Yes, yes…yes…yeees!” Emma groaned.

Alex gave her clit one more kiss and then planted his flattened tongue over it as Emma’s vocalizations turned into a continuous moan. He began slowly and steadily lapping at Emma’s clit as her voice became louder and more intense. “Ooh, Alex!” she wailed.

Alex steadily lapped at her clit for a long time before eventually speeding up ever so slightly. Emma’s moans became louder, longer, and higher in pitch. “YESSS!” she screamed as she began to climax and struggle to keep her hips connected to Alex’s mouth. As her orgasm subsided, Alex slid his tongue downward in order to press deeply into her cunt once again, lapping at her wetness that was now oozing freely out of her. Emma let out another squeal.

Emma climbed off of him and gave his neglected dick a few breathless sucks as Alex’s whole body became rigid. “Fuck me from behind!” she said enthusiastically as she positioned herself on all fours.

Alex got up on his knees and positioned his dick at the entrance of her pussy. “Do you really want it?” Alex asked.

“Just fuck me!” Emma exclaimed. “Fuck me now!”

Alex inserted the tip of his dick inside her and grinned as he heard a short moan from Emma. He paused to savor the feeling, but also to tease Emma—who then countered, impatiently lurching her body backward in order to impale herself with the rest of his cock. Both of them moaned incoherently at the sudden burst of pleasure.

“Fuck me!” demanded Emma once again. Alex began to slowly pump his length into her as they both began to moan.

“Fuck me!” repeated Emma, and Alex began to pick up the pace, pounding his hips into Emma’s ass cheeks with each stroke. “Yes, fuck me!” she continued, before starting a long meandering moan into her next delightful orgasm. After a moment’s recovery, she abruptly pulled herself forward off of his dick, turned around, and dropped to her hands and knees to give it a few more sucks, tasting her own juices on him.

“Is my baby enjoying himself?” she asked him, before quickly slurping his cock back into her mouth.

“Absolutely!” Alex groaned in reply, as they looked into each other’s eyes.

Emma gave him a few sucks and strokes with her mouth before pulling him out and saying, “Lie on your back. I want to be on top.”

Alex was happy to comply and enjoyed the view of her perky tits and furry pussy in motion, as Emma straddled her hips over his cock. Emma grabbed his throbbing member and placed it between her engorged labia. The visual effect of watching his cock disappear inside her between those beautiful lips was almost as pleasurable as the physical sensation itself. Both her clit and labia were swollen from arousal, and Alex loved watching them as she slowly lowered herself down to his base.

“I love feeling your stiff cock inside me!” exclaimed Emma, as she sat up and smiled, grinding her pussy against his body.

“I love being inside your hot pussy,” he said, as he felt her vaginal walls squeezing and enveloping his cock. Emma ground her pussy against him harder and moaned deeply. She then leaned forward and placed her hands on his shoulders. She didn’t need him to fuck her. She’d fuck him. She began with slow, deep strokes, pausing to press and grind against his hips after each downward stroke.

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Intense cuckold trainingI have been married to my wife now for almost five years. We’ve had very kinky sex right from the time we started dating, things like role playing, being tied up, gentle smacking and fun stuff like that. At first, we took turns being dominant and submissive, but over time, and of course once we got hitched, I became more interested with being continually submissive. My wife was more than happy to oblige, and loved to rule over me. I have made it my daily routine to fawn over her and to see to her every need. For the last year or so, we have pretended to be involved in cuckolding and more hardcore slave activities. She pretends to cheat on me, and has started to call me more derogatory names, as well as almost never fucking me. I have to earn that after hours of oral and pleasuring her. A few weeks ago, we were watching femdom porn together, as she said she wanted to get a few new ideas. We watched a scene where a man was beaten and ridiculed by a dominant woman focusing on modifying his behavior. “That’s what you need I think.” “What’s that Mistress?” “Behavior modification of course silly”, she said with a giggle. “We play all these games where you’re a cuckold and I tease you about cheating, but we only play because I don’t think you can handle it.” She looked at me and said with a gentle nurturing voice, “I need you to handle it, I want you to be wimpy little slave forever.” I nervously responded, “Whatever your heart desires my love.” She became giddy with excitement. “Wonderful!” my wife squealed. “However, I think you need some outside training to get you where you need to be…don’t you?” “I guess so Mistress.” “Oh, I’m so excited…I’ll find the perfect Dominatrix to train you you and get it all set up.” Two weeks later my wife called me at work and told me that she had just had the best conversation with a professional dominatrix who offered her services to train me. Her name was Madam Elizabeth, and she was free tonight, so after work, I was to come home, shower, and then go to her studio which was a few towns over. “She told me that she is very strict, so watch yourself with her and do precisely what you are told, otherwise punishment is severe.” “Of course Mistress, I promise”. I hurried home and showered, and got ready to leave. My wife met me at the door, wearing almost nothing and looking very sexy, it was then I realized she would not be coming with me. She put her arms around my neck and told me how proud she was of me for doing this for her. “Just so you know, I told Madam Elizabeth that I wanted you to stop being a cuckold in fantasy only, but in real life too.” I nodded with fearful approval. “Oh, and I asked her to work on your behavior too. No more play games…just full time service and worship of me.” She gave me a hug and said while giggling, “Hurry or you’ll be late for class”. She then closed the door on me, and I was on my way.I arrived at the address, parked and walked up to the door. I buzzed the bell as instructed ahead of time, and walked into the building and found my way to Madam Elizabeth’s door which was slightly ajar for me to enter. I walked in and closed the door behind me. Madam Elizabeth was standing in front of me. She was striking looking. Tall with brown hair and eyes. Full figured, but more in shape than out of. She was wearing a pink blouse that showed her impressive cleavage, and a tight black leather skirt that went down below her knees. She looked to be in her mid 40’s, and was beautiful…and scary.“Hello loser,” she said calmly. “Hello Mistress” I said. “You are to refer to me as Madam. You’re wife is your Mistress, and she tells me you need a shitload of work.” “Yes Madam.” I barely had time to adjust to my new situation before she jumpedright into the session. “Let’s get started she said calmly but coldly. Remove all your clothes and put them neatly on that rack there.” I began to undress taking care not to be sloppy, however my pace seemed to annoy her. “Don’t take too long, this isn’t a striptease for my benefit”. Her gaze became a bit icier. I quickly removed all clothes, and stood before her naked, still with a lowered head.“First lesson you need to learn is that you must appreciate the discipline given to you. You need to not only accept it as your reality, but feel thankful for receiving it, no matter the amount of pain you endure. Understand?” “Yes Madam” I said with a subservient tone. She put her hand under my chin and raised it up so our eyes met. “No, you do not. You can’t, because you are stupid, worthless and not properly trained. How could you possibly assume that you know what I’m talking about?” She was direct and stern, and I realized that I made my first mistake of the session. “I’m sorry Madam “Being sorry is irrelevant. Your emotions, your feelings, your identity is irrelevant. Your behavior needs to be trained to react differently than it currently does. That takes time and dedication so do not assume that you have any idea what I’m talking about.” She was serious and not smiling. I stood there looking blank, but I was trembling on the inside. “Let me give you an example. Close your eyes.” I closed them as ordered. Two seconds later I felt a smack on my left cheek. While it wasn’t so hard as to really hurt, the surprise shocked me. My eyes popped open as did my mouth. I’m sure I looked wounded. “You see?” She folded her arms in judgment. “Your reaction to receiving discipline is entirely wrong. From now on, every time I slap your face, or punish you in anyway, you are to smile as if you are enjoying yourself. You need to show your appreciation to me, and smiling is the best way to do that. Do you understand?” She meant business with that last comment, so I responded quickly that I understood. “Hmm…let’s see.” With that, she hit me again on the same cheek. I know that I mustered a smile afterwards, but I also stupidly flinched as she was hitting me. That really angered her. “YOU DO NOT DARE MOVE AWAY FROM ME”. She grabbed both my shoulders and brought her knee up into my groin with a thud. I let a groan and went to the floor. “I’m sorry Madam”. She knelt down over me and with a much quieter voice, talked into my ear, “You are a piece of garbage. You suck at everything and you are a shitty submissive. However, you are here to learn to be better. To be the submissive your wife requires you to be. Do your part, soak up what I have to teach you, and do not flinch again.” She moved away, and gestured for me to stand up. I did so, ignoring my discomfort. Now, let’s try again. She stared hard at me, raising her hand slowly to see if I would react, and when I didn’t, she then laid another firm smack on my left cheek again. This time, I did not flinch. I smiled as quickly as the sting wore off. “Smile quicker!” anadolu yakası escort she snarled, and hit again…same cheek. I almost flinched, but held my ground. My face started to hurt, but I smiled none the less. “That’s better. Now, let me see those pearly whites”. I grinned wide for her. “Hmm”, she seemed amused. You are stupid aren’t you?” I smiled and nodded. She smacked me again, this time on my other cheek, I kept my happy face up. “You are not worthy of your wife’s attention and love are you? The question caught me by surprise, but I nodded and smiled. She grabbed the top of my head and forcibly nodded for me. “That’s right you pathetic loser. You don’t deserve her and you must be broken down to nothing so you can beg her again for a lifetime of service.” The face slaps were becoming regular now, spaced out in between degrading questions and statements. With each slap, I was quick to show my appreciation. With each inquiry I nodded while doing my best to grin. “Your wife deserves better than you. She deserves someone who can fuck her properly doesn’t she?” SMACK .. I nodded and said “yes Madam.” Your dick is as useless as the rest of your body. It’s too small, and too….white, isn’t it?” She really purred with that last comment. And of course I responded affirmatively. “Yes, your wife told me how you desire her to fuck only black men. What a lowly…SMACK….worthless…SMACK…wimp you are.” I agreed by nodding and smiling just as she instructed. “Well, this is an area we are going to have to explore aren’t we?” “Yes Madam I said right before another stinging slap to my face. This went on for several more minutes. Insult after insult, hitting me on both cheeks until they both were stinging, and both very red.She sat down in her chair. “Sit.” I took the seat in front of her. Her chair was one of those large comfortable brown leather chairs that looked more like a throne than a chair. What I was sitting on was hard wood, cold and not very big. Almost like a schoolroom chair for someone younger and small than I. I was forced to sit erect, struggling for proper room and comfort. “All right, I need to dig into your brain a bit to see where and what we can manipulate. I want to hear your masturbation secrets. All losers like you jerk off constantly, but never experience what you fantasize about. The time has come for you to admit them. First, do you try to jerk off every day? “Yes Madam”. “You masturbate to the thought of your wife getting fucked by black men yes?” “Yes Madam.” “Do you imagine her laughing at you while you’re watching her?” Her question made me think for a moment and I started to consider it for what she thought was too long. She grabbed the riding crop that was next to her chair, leaned up towards me and snapped me across my bare chest. “Ugh…” I moaned backwards. I couldn’t hide the pain it caused. “Oh…I’m sorry” she said sarcastically. “But you see, when I ask you a question, I expect an immediate answer. If I want you to think about it, I’ll tell you to think about it. Do you fucking understand?” “Yes Madam” “Do you get it why I had to hurt you just now?” “Yes Madam”. “THEN WHY DID YOU NOT SMILE SHITHEAD? She slapped me hard against my face. WHAP! The pain was electric, but I managed to put a grin on my face and did my very best to show my appreciation. She looked at me hard for a bit, and seemed satisfied that I finally got it, so she sat back in her chair and looked calmer though visibly disgusted with me. “Now…Do you imagine your wife laughing at you while you watch her fucking black men?” “No Madam… I simply never imagined that possibility.” I hoped that was the right way to answer, and that I wouldn’t get beaten. “Well” she said with a sly knowledgably smile. “Rest assured she does laugh at you. When I spoke to her on the phone yesterday, she laughed hard at the thought of you cleaning up her lover’s cum from her pussy. We both giggled at the thought of you preferring sex this way, and what it says about the type of man you are, or more importantly, the one you are not.” My head lowered and my heart sunk a tiny bit…but boy was I getting aroused. “She wonders if you’re gay you know?” I looked up with inquisitive eyes while hoping to hide my arousal in that thought. “Oh yes…I told her it’s a possibility that you always wanted to be gay, and probably fantasize about it all the time.” I didn’t react, but I did smile for her. She smiled back and raised her eyebrow knowingly and uttered with confidence. “Tell me…when you masturbate to the thought of being a faggot…what is your exact favorite fantasy?” This time I didn’t hesitate. The pain from my first cropping was still lingering, so I answered her question calmly and right away. “I like to imagine that I’m being forced by a woman to suck and play with another male slave she has in her possession.” “I see. Tell me more about that exact scene”, she demanded. Who is the man? How many are there? What do they look like?” I got ready to let out a personal admission for the very first time. “They’re never anyone I know, usually just one person, but sometimes more of a stable of men.” I felt my dick getting stimulated and that made me nervous. I wondered how she would react if I got hard in front of her. “The slave I’m forced to suck is white and mature, older than 60. Fully shaven, smelling clean. He’s tied up and blindfolded.” “Hmm..interesting.” She got up and started slowly walking around the room, and circling my chair. She had the crop in hand gently smacking the inside of her palm. “Does he cum in your mouth?” “Yes Madam.” Do you lick his balls?” “Yes Madam.” “Do you..” She didn’t go any further when she noticed my little dick starting to grow, not to mention producing a tiny dollop of glistening precum. “Well well well” she said in the most judgmental way. Look what happens when you talk about sucking cock.” I was tensing up, assuming that any moment she would beat me for getting an erection. “Do you think you’re allowed to get hard without my say so?” “No Madam…I am so sorry”. I bowed my head in full shame, which I could tell she sort of liked by her gentle laughing. “Remember, being sorry doesn’t matter. Right shithead?” “Yes Madam” “Look up.” I raised my head and was welcomed by slap after slap across both cheeks of my face. She must have hit me 20 times. My smiles hid the sharp pain I felt, and I did everything not to wince. When she finished, she said, “This is day one of your training. On day one all anyone can expect out of you is to be the dumb piece of shit you are. However our goal here is to get you to the point where you will never get hard without say so, never hesitate when questioned, and look forward and truly love the humiliation ataşehir escort bestowed on you. It does not happen over time, I get that…but get started realizing that this is who you will become if you expect to hold onto your wife,” she snarled. “I promise I will work hard at it Madam.” Really?” she said with little confidence in me. “Let’s see then if you can get to that next level then. Excuse me for a moment while I get my slave from the other room. He’s white, a little older than you and he has a huge cock that you will suck dry. Hope you’re ready.”I was horrified, and my face showed it. I had never done anything remotely gay, and even though it was part of my fantasies, I was terrified to do any real act. Madam Elizabeth saw the real fear in my eyes and was walking out the door when she abruptly turned around and started laughing at my reaction. “Oh you should see your face you little maggot. If you were wearing pants right now, you’d be peeing in them.” She squatted down where I was sitting and brought her eyes to mine and said, “I was just k**ding. I don’t have any slave in the next room.” My heart came back out of my stomach, and I let out a sigh of relief. SMACK! “Today is your first session, no real cock to suck. Next session however…” Her voice trailed and my thoughts went over the probability that I would soon be performing oral sex on a man for her pleasure. She arose and walked to a large closet in the corner of the room. I could see that it contained a vast collection of whips, restraints, dildos and everything else you could think of. It took her only a second to find what she was looking for. She brought it out, closed the door and walked by me to the wall a few feet away. Then, with a firm thrust, she stuck a large suction cupped dildo to a vertical metal beam on the wall. “Get over her loser.” I got off the chair, and crawled over to the wall, knowing that I was not worthy enough to stand. I positioned myself right in front of the erect toy. It was large, about 8 inches, and thick, thicker than most real penises I assumed. It also had balls at the base that actually dangled a bit. I could see that there was fake hair sticking out of the balls, kind of like doll’s hair. “It’s time to practice shithead. Get on this thing and show me how you suck cock.” I inched closer on my knees and calmly put my lips around the top of the dildo, then almost immediately, started sucking. It was so different then my wife’s dildos that were made of hard plastic. It was hard, but the outer layer had a more malleable rubber surface that was softer, and slid with the shaft. Pretty realistic actually. “Suck that cock loser. Do it well”. She started walking slowly around me while I performed. Her heeled shoes echoed on the hard wood floor. After about 30 seconds, she let me know what she thought of my technique. WHAP! “Ummph” the crop swat on my ass stung right away. “Suck it better! You need to get into it make me believe you like the taste.” I began to get lost in it, using my tongue, gyrating my hips while I more passionately sucked on the fake dick. “And don’t ignore the balls!” WHAP! Another stinging swat. “Uggh..” I got lower and went to work on the fake balls that felt strange in my mouth. The fake hair really tickled, and gagged me a bit, but I didn’t dare stop though. I wanted to show Madam Elizabeth I was capable of learning, and of course, I didn’t want to get hit too much. “That’s it, there you go…I can see how you like it.” She yanked my hair and pulled me off for a second, “You need to love it though right?” I nodded and remembered to smile. She shoved my face back on the dick. “Cmon…suck it like you need the cum from it to survive. Suck it to get it out of there”. I went crazy on it like she commanded. Sucking and licking up and down the shaft, working the balls, deep throating as best I could. For what seemed like an eternity, she watched me work the toy, walking around me and occasionally laughing. When she saw enough, she kicked me in the ass while saying, “Okay, back up and turn around on your hands and knees.” I did as she instructed. She walked over to a nearby table and picked up what looked like a tube of lubricant. I knew what was coming. In a few minutes, I’d have that huge dildo up my ass. I just hoped I could do it. Madam Elizabeth started humming to herself as she removed the dildo from where it was, to a lower position on the wall. She then slid two rubber gloves on that she had picked up with the lubricant. Squeezed out a generous portion of gel from the tube, and without any hesitation or mention, proceeded to lubricate my asshole region, both inside and out. She was aggressive and didn’t seem bothered about intruding me. She just hummed. And I just took it, trying my hardest not to react. After about a minute, she took off the gloves, threw then a can near the wall, and said “Now. Get your ass on that cock. Move it.” I turned my body so that my back and ass were away from the wall and proceeded to back towards the dildo. I got to the tip and slowly but steadily let it enter by ass. It was large, and pretty painful, I started breathing heavily and groaned as it slowly stretched my ass. “Aww…does it hurt?” she said sarcastically. “Yes Madam.” “Well that’s too fucking bad. Now get it all the way in you.” I inhaled deeply, and relaxed all my muscles so it could slide in. Slowly but surely, my ass took it all, and my body was touching the wall flat with the base of the dildo. “Rock back and forth like you’re getting fucked.” I did as she commanded. At first slowly because it hurt too much, but after a minute I sped it up to a slow steady pace. Madam Elizabeth walked in front of me, lifted my and spit in my face. “You are a total gay fuck pig aren’t you?” “Yes Madam” I groaned. SLAP! “I’m sorry, what did you say?” She hit me because I wasn’t smiling I realized. “YES MADAM”, I said confidently with a good sized grin. “That’s better”. Now fuck that dick hard and fast. Show me how you like to get fucked.” I did just as she ordered, picking up the pace and acting like the whore she instructed me to be. I was starting to really get into it, and the large toy was going in and out, in and out, and my ass was slapping the wall with each thrust. My dick was painfully hard dripping with pre-cum. She saw that and let out a snicker. “Look how hard you are?” There was no denying it anymore. I was incredibly excited and loving the joyful pain my ass was enduring. “I knew it, you’re nothing more than a faggot slave bitch…ARENT YOU?” She yanked my head up to hers. “Yes Madam”, I said while shuddering and smiling. She walked over to the closet again, reached in, got something and walked back over. She leaned down to me and put a metal ümraniye escort dog dish on the floor under my cock. “Jerk your cock into there now. You have 60 seconds to cum. MOVE IT!” I started jerking furiously. With my left hand, I pounded my dick, while I was keeping balance with my right hand on the floor. The dildo was deep inside me and felt bigger as I tensed up trying to cum quick. Madam Elizabeth towered over me throwing rapid insults. “Let’s go shit head, you cum when ordered. This is how you get to cum, with a dick in your ass you loser.” It didn’t take long to get close, I started to gasp and pant, and she know I would soon blow. “Your wife doesn’t need your pathetic dick anymore. She’ll have plenty of big black ones to choose from” You’re nothing.” Thewwth! Her saliva hit the top of my forehead and dribbled down to the top of my nose. “Thank you Madam” I said appreciating her spitting on me. I was getting ready to explode and I then uttered “Madam may I come?” I was really puffing and moaning through the question. “DO IT AND DON’T MISS THE FUCKING BOWL!” she growled. I let out a “AHHAAAGGH” and blew a huge load into the dog bowl. Tons more than I usually can jizz out. I couldn’t stop…for about 15 seconds I shot out small amounts with each orgasmic thrust. When I finished I looked with amazement at how much was there. Easily 3 tablespoons. “Done?” She sounded impatient. Come off that dildo and put your head in that bowl. I slid off the huge dick, and my asshole puckered close with a tinge of hurt. I crawled around 180 degrees, and put my head just above the bowl. “Now, you have 30 seconds to slurp that up. Get it all in your mouth and down your throat. I don’t want to see a drop unfinished, and don’t you dare spill any. You do and I’ll whip you 50 times.” I got my head in there and started lapping up my cum. It was still warm and very gooey. I ignored how gross it was though and slurped and sucked it all in my mouth. I was quick and careful not to let any get out. I wanted to show here I could do what she ordered without issue. In less than 30 seconds I had eaten all my semen up. I even licked all around the edges to be sure. “What a pathetic loser you are.” She laughed and seemed really amused now. “Standup!” I got up quickly. She got right in front of me, and starred with her cold brown eyes into mine. I cowered and lowered my head. “You are just what I expected you to be. A total subservient pussy.” I nodded but kept my head bowed. “You are a wimp, a piece of shit, and not a real man are you?” “No Madam, I’m not.” She snickered and seemed pleased by my embarrassment. “Your wife sent me sent me her servant husband, after a few more sessions, she will get back a cuckold faggot husband who sucks cock and cum and will do anything she commands for the rest of her life. Isn’t that so?” “Yes Madam” I said remembering to smile. “All right, get that dildo off the wall and take it in the bathroom there. Clean it completely with soap. Clean yourself up too, get dressed and be out here in a few minutes.” “Yes Madam” I released the dildo from the wall and hurried into the bathroom. While in there cleaning the toy and myself, and took a quick moment to myself. Looking in the mirror I whispered “wow”. I couldn’t believe the session I just endured. It was incredible and was nothing like anything I ever experienced. I crossed a threshold, and was both scared and excited to tell my wife and take it to the next level, though all the gay activities were not going to be easy to admit to.After 5 minutes or so, I came out of the bathroom to see Madam Elizabeth on the phone and smiling in her conversation. She motioned to me and to my clothes which I took to go get dressed. I was halfway through when I realized that she was talking to my wife on the phone. My heart raced wondering what she had already heard about. “Oh my god yeah”, Madam Elizabeth responded. “He took it in the ass like a seasoned fag. Told me how much he loved it even. Hmm? If you tell him to of course. No No…you don’t need to ever ask him again, anything you desire or want to embarrass him with, will forever be entirely up to you.” I could only imagine what my wife was thinking of me and I soon found out. Madam Elizabeth walked to me with the phone extended out to me. “Your wife wants to speak to you”, she said. “Thank you Madam”, I took the phone. “Hello Mistress”, I said to my wife. “Hello my little slave” she said in the familiar sweet voice my wife had while sexually teasing me. “I heard all about your session, and what a nasty cuckold cum eater you are becoming. I’m so happy you are taking your training seriously.” “Thank you Mistress”. “Do you really fantasize about being gay? With OLD MEN”, she asked while slightly laughing. My stomach turned a bit, but there was no looking back anymore. “I do Mistress”. “Wow” she said. “For how long now?” I looked up and saw Madame Elizabeth glaring at me, so like a trained pet, I stood up straighter and gave her a more complete answer. “For several years Mistress. It’s been a continuing fantasy of mine…. to be humiliated that way, and.” My wife cut me off, “You never wanted to act on it in all that time?” “No Mistress, it was just a fantasy.” I smiled slightly towards the Madam with my head pointed down…”I always use to fantasize that you were in control of my bisexuality and had me partake it when it pleased you.” Madam Elizabeth let out a laugh, my wife heard it and laughed loudly and said..”Yep! Well my love…that fantasy is going to become a reality. I hear your next session will inolve you sucking off another slave. Madam says she has the perfect slave to for your first gay experience.” I gulped…so nervous..so excited. I looked up slowly towards Madam Elizabeth and mustered a wimpy “Yes Mistress.” “Hmmmmm” she purred. “Maybe I’ll come with you and watch. Or…maybe I’ll do that on your 3rd or 4th session…make sure you’re REALLY trained before I visit, you know?” “Yes Mistress, of course.” “I figure after the 4th session you’ll be perfectly ready to clean out my pussy after I get fucked by a black guy right?” “Yes Mistress” I said eagerly suprising myself. “Wonderful honey! I have an idea…How about you come home, make me a nice dinner, bathe me, give me one of those special back rubs of yours…while I can surf the sites looking for my new black boyfriend.” “Sound like a good idea?” “A perfect idea Mistress.” “Ooo goody! Hurry home then”, she then hung up. I hung up the phone, bowed my head low and said quietly..”She told me to hurry home Madam.” Madam Elizabeth walked slowly over to me, picked up my head with her index finer until I was gazing directly into her disapproving stare and whispered, “Then get the fuck out of here.” “Yes Madam.” As I headed towards the door, she said..” Be on time next week, I know my other slave will be.” “Yes Madam.” I left. My mind was spinning, is this really happening? Is this what I really want? I’m going to be bi, gay or worse now. This is my life…I got in my car and drove home, scared, proud, terrified, excited, but mostly nervous. But one thing for sure…I wanted more.

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Anne Learns to Pose Ch. 01″What are you looking at?” Anne asked her husband inquiringly as she entered the room.She was tired after her shift at work, that combined with sleepless nights due to her baby were taking their toll on the couple. George raised the laptop screen to show her. It was online porn, pictures of couples and women. Their sex life had yet to recover from c***dbirth. She shrugged her shoulders and sat by him on the sofa. In the past they had enjoyed looking at this kind of site together. She had been ambivalent at first but she knew it always turned George on tremendously leading to great sex afterwards. As it became a more common feature of their love making she found herself becoming aroused and now looking at it herself was her own secret guilty pleasure. Tonight however she was just plain tired. The hormones and after effects of giving birth still lay heavy on her. She worried she was no longer attractive.”George,” she asked, “do you still think I am sexy?”He turned to face his wife. She was 34 and looked stunning. She’d quickly regained her figure after giving birth. She was slim, toned and pert with a bust that had increased but only to a C cup. However she lacked confidence and always had felt unattractive.”Hell yes darling!” he replied.”But the women you’re looking at are prettier than me, they have flatter stomachs and their faces are cuter,” she asked in a worried voice.”Your prettier sexier and better than all of them here! You know when we first meet I thought you could be a model and I still do” Anne settled down by his side, nuzzling against his shoulder while looking at the screen.”Her for instance,” she said, pointing at a thumbnail picture, “she’s cuter!””Not at all they are appetizers compared to you the main dish,” he proudly exclaimed.”Click on her, let’s see her better and see if you still agree,” she asked.She looked closely at the enlarged image and began reading the comments aloud. George had sensed a change in her since their son was born but had been unable to figure out what to do. In the past they had looked at together pictures but she had never paid attention to the comments, to be honest nor had he. He was pleased that he had got his wife to even look at porn, that had taken a long time and had never pushed further.”Nice!! A woman not afraid of her natural naked body…Beautiful..Such a Hot & Sexy Body!” she read aloud.He looked at his wife as curiosity rose in him. She’d never been interested in letting him take any saucy pictures (as she called them) of her. Like many men he had wanted to but never had the opportunity. Looking back he never knew why he said it but he did, “I bet they would say even better things about you! I would love to see your pictures posted here!”Anne quietly snuggled in to George and ideas began to bubble. Days went by as an idea began to ferment. They had promised to reinstate a date night as soon as things settled back down. That next date night life was about to change massively. They had settled their son and Anne had freshly showered. She came into the lounge wrapped in a towel where George was waiting for her. She stood in front of him still glowing from the shower and drew a deep breath.”OK let’s do it!” Anne announced to George’s puzzled face.On the table next to him she placed his camera and laptop.”I choose the pictures and no face!” she announced as realization dawned.Needing little prompting George picked up the camera as Anne opened the laptop.”I thought some like these,” she announced revealing some images from a website they had looked at together, “you will need to tell me how to pose to match them.”The poses were plain classic poses, some quite modest, nude but hands placed carefully to cover intimate areas, standing nudes with hands in hair hips pushed out. It became clear to George that his beloved wife had been practising in the mirror as she slowed moved from pose to pose. She looked strange, it was Anne but she looked happier than she had in a long time, more confident and with an inner glow. After only a few minutes she excitedly sat by him. They looked through the results comparing images on the camera with the ones on the laptop.”OK let’s try again,” George said.This time he asked her to move into the first pose. “That’s good but hand lower, good and push your hip out more. Nice now come onto your toes on your left foot, Ass out more! That’s great!” he ordered.It was strange but the more he ordered her the happier she looked. anadolu yakası escort It was like a new person was emerging from within Anne, new and exciting.”OK Anne come and sit by me, lets see how these look!” he said.Anne sat close to his side, nestling her body against him. She placed her hand on his leg squeezing gently as he flicked through the images.”Oh George, these are so much better! You have a talent, more…please!” Anne replied.George could hardly believe the change in Anne as she bounced up to pose further. She was loving this. Her face shone with delight and her body glowed. The more he ordered her the happier she looked and more relaxed she seemed. An idea formed quickly in his head.”OK Anne these are going to look great now let’s try a few more,” he encouraged.There was a comfy chair facing.”Face the chair, bend over, come up on your toes and push your ass out! That looks great. Hold it!” he said, moving closer.”Spread your feet, wider, a little more ass up, look over your shoulder, smile, now a hand on your ass,” he continued.George couldn’t believe it. She looked fantastic. His cock had been straining in his pants for a while now but seeing the moisture on the top of her thighs and taking close ups caused his cock to actually hurt in its desire to be released. Just as he put the camera down and lowered his shorts a cry came from their sons room. With that the magic evaporated, the moment was lost. Anne picked up her towel and went to tend to their son. As time passed George considered the evening, thoughts spun through his head, desires, wishes what ifs. They coalesced quickly into a stream of thoughts. This must happen again. This must be encouraged. Questions of how spun through his head. By the time Anne returned she had changed into her functional pyjamas, comfy reassuring and her way of saying not tonight. He knew she would fall asleep soon and the evening was over.For the rest of the night he uploaded the images to his laptop and began to edit them. He would make everyone perfect, make her look her best , make her pleased with how she looked. When she saw them he would stand his best chance of her letting him take more and actually post them.The next issue was their son, they needed time together, he needed to settle more, maybe even a babysitter.Life continued on as normal. Anne never mentioned that evening and George knew her well enough not to push. Fate took a turn in their favour when Anne’s mum announced she was moving back to the area soon and asked to stay over for a few nights as she had yet to meet her grandson. George saw his chance and as her arrival neared began to mention date nights and babysitters. He thought his words had fallen on deaf ears until that first evening. “You two need a break, why not let me look after junior tonight and you two can catch up on sleep! I will only be a room away!” she announced.To be honest they both looked like all they wanted to do was sleep so what happened next came as a complete surprise to George. As they settled in bed Anne picked up George’s laptop which was by her side of the bed.”You have taken some very good pictures of me!” she said with a naughty grin.”Thanks,” he grinned back.She opened up the laptop and showed him. His eyes widened and he felt his cock swell. It was the site they looked at together. On it was a profile, “Illinois wife” was the title of a blank profile. He opened his mouth to speak but his wife spoke first.”Yes, it’s going to be my page. I have even chosen some pictures to use. I have been looking at other people’s profiles and the things they write about themselves. They give their pictures titles. I have no idea what to write,” she excitedly said.In the pause as George collected his stunned thoughts as she clicked open a file containing three pictures.”I thought these as a start,” she grinned.Picture one was her standing with her arms classically masking any rude areas, her head twisted away and looking up. Picture two was from the back, on her toes hands in her hair, her pert ass proudly pushed to one side. The last the same pose but facing, head straight up.”Wow, these are fantastic! People will love these!” he proudly said.”So what do I write on my profile? What do I write under them? How will I know if people like them, want me to post more or what poses they like?” she asked curiously.This was so typical of her, she lacked confidence but since the first photos ataşehir escort she seemed to seek advice and guidance from him more. His hand which was round her strayed and began to gently rub her breast, as he turned to face her more he moved his other hand to her thigh.”Later!” she chided, “Profile first. Remember you started this, it was your suggestion!”George smiled this was a new game and he loved it! He thought for a minute then said, “OK your profile , write ‘Shy housewife 34 seeks requests for modelling!'”She nodded and typed away.”Now under each picture write, ‘Do I have what it takes and does anyone have any requests?’ There that should cover it!” he announced.Grinning she typed away uploading each picture with a quickening breath. Once finished she closed the laptop before turning to her husband.”Now let’s take care of you…quietly!” she giggled before pushing the duvet back and lowering her head.His cock sprang out from his shorts as her hands touched them. His cock was aching from watching his hot young wife finally post pictures of herself on the net. It had been a secret fantasy of his for a while and now there she was for all to see! He felt her soft lips wrap-around his hard cock as her tongue began to lap away at the tip of his member. He lay back trying hard to suppress a groan of pleasure. Anne had been so tired that their sex life was dimming and then when they did have sex it was brief. He kept his head raised watching in rapt delight as his wife’s head began to bob delicately up and down his aching member. Her hand gripped his shaft as she gently but firmly pumped his manhood, the other began to cup and gently massage his swollen balls. She pushed her tongue firmly against his cock as she drove her lips and mouth deeply onto him, gazing deeply into his eyes.”Oh my little, beautiful dirty slut!” he groaned in delight.She looked up smiling as her tongue flicked over his helmet. She spun around so her legs faced him. He was in ecstasy. She was different tonight, hornier, sexier, dirtier and he could not think of a better word for it but sluttier. She opened her legs, revealing a glistening wet slit. “Good, I want to be a good slut for you!” she grinned before her tongue returned to the tip of his cock.One hand returned to pumping his aching and throbbing cock while the other slipped between her legs and began to rub her own clit. She had never ever masturbated before him despite him asking her to. His cock began to twitch, it was all too much. He clutched her head groaning as his thick warm salty spunk shot into her mouth. Rather than in the past recoiling at this she buried her head deeply onto his cock, her tongue flicking all over. Her hand pumping more of his juices into her mouth her other hand now deep into a squelching pussy.”Mmmmm, now am I being a good slut?” she asked before returning to lick the last drops of cum from his oozing cock.He was spellbound, this was heaven, this was all he had ever dreamed for.”Can I cum please?” Anne asked.He looked up, confused as his beautiful sat with her legs spread and a small trickle of cum dripping down from her mouth.”Can I cum please?” she repeated.”Yes..sure,” he stammered in reply.She lay back legs wide apart as one of her hands dived back deep into her pussy, her wet fingers glinting as they shuttled in and out of her sopping hole, her other hand had used two fingers to spread her labia higher up and the middle finger was gently flicking her swollen clit. She was writhing in delight, biting her lip in pleasure and groaning gently. Suddenly her back arched and she seemed to stop breathing before her hips began to buck furiously against her fingers. She gasped deeply then with a wide smile looked at her husband passionately.”Thank you,” she said before drifting off into a deep sleep.Her husband felt somewhat stunned by the events but delighted .A wave of fatigue caught him and sleep overtook him before he had time to think anymore about the events.Morning came and life returned to its routines. While her husband was at work, when their son was asleep she would look at the profile they had started but this remained her private pleasure until a message came through. ‘I want to talk to the photographer… ‘, it began. She waited until he came home from work then showed him. She sat by him as he opened the message.’I want to talk to the photographer. I find your wife extremely attractive and I noticed that under her picture ümraniye escort she said asked for requests. Quite simply I would like to send requests over time for pictures and tell her what to post online. An online dominant relationship if you like. As a mark of good faith if you are interested I will send you a credit for your account to use as you wish ( you can upgrade membership with it).What I propose is that I send you a brief for a photoshoot of your wife, say 50-100 pictures to include her face, for each set I will pay $100. I will ask you to change your profile name and post pictures as I direct. The pictures will just be for my own use.Peter’Anne could feel her stomach knotting and unknotting. She felt like a young girl early on christmas morning, eager to find out what Santa had brought, excited, unknowing and yet also apprehensive incase he hadn’t left anything. Fear, excitement and a real sense of the unknown swept through her.George read the email. Paused then reread it and sat back. It was incredible. It was thrilling. It was scary. So many doors flashed open, so many different pathways beckoned. The posting was online titillation, erotic fun to enhance their sex lives, this however was quite different.That night they talked and talked about it. They needed the money but there were so many ‘what if’s’ for them both. It excited George and as they talked he realised that he could feel his cock harden. He had loved it when a new submissive side emerged from Anne but this was all so far outside anything they had ever considered any decision would be slow. That night as Anne slept after a tremendous sex session it hit him. She had been turned on, rampant, submissive, slutty, the ideal wife he always wanted.The next day as George was a work Anne considered the events. She felt confused by how events were progressing. She was clear that she was not posting on the site for business opportunities. In fact that was not something she had ever seen herself doing but when she received the “offer”, it was a bit overwhelming. Frankly she had never considered herself the sort of woman that men would pay to see. However her husband clearly liked the idea and she had to admit that the money was pretty good as well. As the ideas span in her head she had to accept that knowing that a stranger was considering paying for her to follow their instructions excited her quite a lot. It came as a shock but it was hard to deny the evidence. Quite simply she realised that her hand was inside her panties, stroking her wet slit as she was thinking it over! Somehow a remote stranger had caused her to rethink and redefine her sexual boundaries.When George returned from work Anne began to talk through her thoughts and worries about the proposition. The more they chatted the more a plan formed in his head. Anne would become his willing submissive, he through the intermediary of a stranger would act as a dominant master. But first they would need to establish trust with this client and perhaps a contract.That night George sent messages agreeing to go ahead giving his reservations.Within the hour a reply was received. It was brief but direct. It contained a gift of points which could be spent on the account to upgrade it several times over to premium. With this came the message, ‘The points are yours and a sign of good will, if you are happy to proceed use some to get a premium account. You will need this to change your username, I suggest Obsidia’ and a rewrite of your profile. You will refer to yourself as ‘the model’. You will list your location as Illinois USA and your age as 34 nothing else. I will choose pictures I want you to show on it and the captions to use.’George sat back from the computer, this was all such a rush but what happened next? He had been thinking about that problem a lot and had been browsing various online forums and usergroups in search of ideas. The crux of the problem was how to transfer money and make it real. This step would mean the anonymous benefactor would now be able to trace them. True it would work both ways but still this worried George. An idea began to form as he searched the internet for ideas. An online contract that the other party would sign and email back. A variation on a model release form with safeguards built in so they would never actually meet and that Anne’s name and real location were never revealed.Several days later after having time to think he sent the form which came back signed within the hour, within two hours George was staring at an online bank balance that had just received a deposit of $100 and an email for Anne’s first official shoot.My thanks go to an unknown stranger who I will forever know as Anne, who provided me with many details of these events which I dramaticized for you dear reader!

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PHILLING In For Me 6Good friend Phil was staying with my family in north London having been thrown out of his home(Jenny owned it) and needed so,ewhere to stay. We,d become friends when I joined a local fishing club Phil belonged to and still went out with now and then, also took part in their well planned social events. One evening Sarah my wifr now of over fifty years sadly now suffering from dementia, Phil and I had been viewing a rare old hardcore video tape and had grown very horny, Sarah surprising me a bit after excusing herself to put on something cooler then returned shortly very cool indeed with Nothing on but a pair of slippers. She rubbed her hairy snatch as we quickly stripped off and as Phil suckled and fondled her ample titties I slurped at her juicy twat, then moved up to allow Phil to start fucking her mouth as I fucked her pussy! We carried on like that changing positions till we,d all enjoyed an intense climax then recovered bakırköy escort with a fresh cup,of coffee before retiring to bed. Some while later I awoke and had to Lee badly, but found someone in the toilet, the door cracked open slightly. I could make out my s*******n year old daughter Christina in a baby doll pissing, but a very interested Phil was watching from the shadows. “Come on Chris Honey. Wash your hands and off to bed, there,s a good girl.” I called softly as not to rouse Sarah or son Rick. When Chris, had gone in her room I turned on my friend “Don,t get any big ideas about her Phil.!” I warned him. “I do know she is one sexy girl soon becoming a woman, but leave her alone!” “Sure Joe. It,s just that she woke me up and I was just waiting my turn to use the loo.” “”I hope that,s all you were thinking of. You better go use it then.” “Don,t have to now.” “Well I do! Good Night Phil!” beşiktaş escort I left him standing there. I,d be the adult to have an affair with Chris, less than a year later, but that,s in another episode of my life. I noticed Phil watching Chris many times and became critical because Chris liked to wear sexy clothes and walk round the house in summer in a very brief black bikini that left little to the imagination. It Wasn,t easy for me to hide the affect Chris had on me, Phil and even son Rick, but when Sarah noticed she just laughed. “Chris likes wearing comfortable gear and she,s become a beautiful young woman. Would you have her dress like a nun?” Sarah defended her. So Chris continued to tempt the males at our house while Sarah added to it by buying a navy bikini though she filled it out much better than Chris. Chris had only been dating one boy so far and often complained to me that he was useless beylikdüzü escort at snogging and she was annoyed she had to make all the running. “You should be so lucky.” I teased her. “Most fellows would want to attack you the way you look young lady. It,d help,if you wore more clothing.” “Oh Dad! You,re so old school. Hugh wouldn,t attack me if I was naked!” “Don,t you dare try it or you,d be wrong young lady!” I warned her. She was soft hearted and continued to date “slow” Hugh, but avoided my queries now saying he was okay, but still rather had to be led. I eventually found out Chris was the aggressor unlike her Mother when we dated, but again that,s another section of my sex life for another retelling. Phil had been staying with us for six months when it happened Sarah and Phil fucked with no one else around. I half expected it as I was away at work so much and knew it had to happen some time. As usual Sarah waited till I,d just shot a heavy load deep in her treasure trove before confessing about my friend. In response I found my cock still hard so fucked her again shooting nearly as much as before. “Me having sex with Phil really gets you going, doesn,t it?” my wife sighed happily. “I think you,re right, but I,m pooped now!” TBC

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Leaning on Each Other – Chapter 6It was Thursday evening and Adam was just getting home from Jennifer’s house. She and Cassandra had arranged that each Thursday – Adam’s last day of classes for the week – Adam would spend the early evening with Jennifer at her place while Cassandra finished her last broadcast of the week. That would allow the two of them some “alone” time with each other rather than their typical threesome that included Cassandra. It was nearly 8:30 and his mother was already home. His mother was standing at the kitchen counter with her back to him when he walked in. She didn’t turn to face him when she spoke.”Hi baby, how was your time with Jennifer?”Adam just stood in the doorway looking at her. “It was good. Never as good as with you, but it was good.”Cassie was dressed the way he would always like for her to be dressed. She was wearing one of his button-down dress shirts. He could tell by the way it hung on her shoulders and tapered to the waist that she only buttoned the lower one or two buttons at the most. The tails of the shirt just barely covered her beautifully tight, heart shaped ass. Her legs – and probably her ass were bare. The sleeves were rolled up twice to create a three-quarter sleeve. Other than that, she was only wearing her black heels, accentuating her sleek, perfect legs. Her hair rested on her shoulders and was slightly mussed. He could imagine the front view revealing the inner flesh of her breasts and her upper thighs, with her body communicating the need to be fucked. In Adam’s mind, that was a beautiful woman’s perfect outfit. She lifted a glass of wine to her lips, still not turning to face her son.He broke the silence by asking, “How was your day?”His mother’s head lowered with her chin clearly settling on her chest. She turned to face him and it became obvious that she had been crying. “Mom, what’s wrong?””The station announced to us this afternoon that they sold to a syndication. The format of the station is changing to a classic TV programming station, so there will be no more news broadcasting. All of us are out of a job as of the last broadcast tonight.””Oh, mom. I am sorry.” His mind shifted from his cock to his mother’s emotional needs and he walked up to her and took her in his arms for a reassuring hug. “But, you know, you are wildly popular and very talented. You could easily land a similar gig with a network or something. You have had those offers before and turned them down for my benefit. You don’t have to do that now.””That’s not how it works, son. You see, I had a five year contract I just signed a few months ago. That contract required that in the event the station sold or the role I performed was canceled for any reason, they would pay out that contract as long as I agreed to sign the non-compete agreement. I did, so they paid out my contract, but that means I cannot anchor another news program of any kind for the remainder of the contract period.””As far as the money is concerned, we are in great shape. The two things that bother me is that not everyone I worked with are as fortunate as me, so they will be scrambling. The other thing is I am just not sure what I am going to do with myself in the near future. I have always worked. I was proud of what I was doing and felt like I was making a difference.””You know what, mom? As talented as you are, you can do anything you want and you will be great at it. And as beautiful as you are, you could do some modeling if you wanted. I think the world is yours if you want it.”Cassie smiled through the tears and hugged her son more tightly.”How did I get so lucky to have a handsome son who is also my number one fan and the best lover in the world?” she said, looking up at him and kissing him. She used her hands to lift herself up onto the counter into a sitting position.”Why don’t we start my new life by you dropping your pants and fucking your mother right here on the counter?””I thought you would never ask,” Adam said, smiling as he unbuckled his belt. By the time his pants were piled on the floor, his cock was hard and zeroing in on his mother’s pussy.”And I wasn’t sure you would have anything left after pounding your art teacher all evening.” Cassie shot back playfully.”Mom, you know I always have something ready for you whenever you want it.” With that comment, Adam began sliding his cock into that familiar, warm, wet entrance that brought both of them so much pleasure and satisfaction. He was right about her wearing nothing under the shirt – no bra and no panties. He slipped his hands inside the panels of her shirt and cupped her large, firm tits. Her nipples were already hard to his touch and the sadness left her face, replaced by closed eyes, an open mouth, and low moans of pleasure filling the room. She wrapped her legs and heel covered feet around his waist and pulled him deep inside her. She leaned in to kiss him deeply as he slowly stroked in and out of her. Her hands began exploring his ass and occasionally using both, her hands and her legs, to pull him into her as if she wanted him entirely back into her womb. Her pace began to quicken, adding urgency to their slow fuck. Adam responded by speeding up his humping motions.Cassie’s sitting position on the counter assured that every stroke provided maximum stimulation on her clit and she was quickly building to a major climax. Each drive he made into her sent electric shocks that emanated throughout her body, reaching her nipples, up through her back and down to her toes. Her back arched, pushing her forward so that her tits were pressing hard against Adam’s chest and her mouth was near his ear as she let out gasps and low decibel shrieks as her climax wracked her body. With her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life, her legs tightened around him, Adam could barely continue his fucking motions. He did only what he needed to in order to make sure her orgasm was as complete and satisfying as possible. Once she came down from her orgasmic bliss, she pushed him back, causing him to slide out of her, pendik escort surprising him a bit.Cassandra slid off of the counter and quickly lowered herself to her knees on the floor in front of him.”I want to finish you off this time with my mouth. Is that okay with you?””Yeah, sure, mom. Whatever you want is always fine with me. You know that.” he responded quietly.Cassie responded by taking his long, hard shaft in her hand and slid the head of his cock into her mouth and began to suck feverishly on his cock, taking more and more each time her head came forward. One hand cupped his balls and the other stroked his shaft as her mouth soaked and sucked his knob. His mind’s eye took a photo of her looking up into his eyes as she lovingly made love to his cock with her mouth. He could see around his cock to her tits bouncing lightly inside her shirt, jiggling seductively. Her nipples were still hard from the stimulation of the shirt fabric rubbing them with the rhythmic movement. Her blonde hair framed her face and at that moment, Adam understood better than ever before the beauty of loving another and giving of one’s self to the pleasure of another. He couldn’t put it into words, but he was sure he could express it in a drawing. He was getting close to filling his mother’s mouth with his love cream when she moved her hand from his balls to the area between his balls and his asshole and rubbed it gently, then quickly slid a finger into his ass without warning. He couldn’t contain himself any longer and shot thick ropes of cum against the back of her throat in what seemed to both of them to be an endless stream. His knees felt weak and balance unsteady as he released all that he had into his mother’s mouth. Once they were both sure he was done, she backed away from him. Cassie chuckled when she realized that both of them were dressed the same way – shirts and shoes only – and decided that maybe they should always fuck that way. Adam agreed that she was certainly as sexy as was humanly possible dressed that way, but he still preferred to be completely naked when they fucked.Adam spontaneously swept her off her feet and carried her down the hall to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed and helped her get under the covers. He went to his room to retrieve his drawing supplies and came back to bed with his mother.”Wait a second here, mister. Are you telling me that you are done fucking for the night in favor of drawing?!” Cassie teased.Adam smiled, “Not at all. But I have an image in my head that I just need to transfer to paper. Then I am all yours again. That okay?””Of course. But don’t forget I am lying here waiting for you.” As she said it, she reached under the covers and grabbed his cock as if to make sure it was still there.For more than a half hour, Adam carefully, with the finest attention to detail, converted his mind’s image into his work of art. When he was done, he asked his mother if she wanted to see it. Of course she did. “This one is just for us. No one else will ever see it, mom.”She looked it over carefully and then looked up at him. “Is this how I really look when I am sucking your cock?”His drawing was from the perspective of him looking down at her while she looked up at him. Just below her eyes and nose was her mouth wrapped around his cock. Cassie was blown away by the detail of the expression on her face, capturing the exact emotion she was feeling while giving him the blow job. Every detail from the position of her fingers wrapped around his shaft to the scale of her lips and his cock were perfect. “If I am that beautiful while sucking your cock, it’s no wonder you love my blow jobs so much!” she said with wonder and admiration for his skill as an artist. “But I agree. As much as I would like the world to see your skills, this is only for us. Makes me horny all over again. Ready to fuck my ass for a change of pace? That drawing makes me want to inspire you to draw one from another perspective.””Check and make sure I am ready. If so, then roll over.” he said teasingly.Cassie reached up and pinched his cheek and then reached down and found his hard cock ready for another round.Adam was surprised at his mother’s interest in his erotic depiction of her sex act on him and made mental note to make more of them for her each time they had sex in a different position. His next one would be looking down at her lying face down on the bed with his cock buried in her ass. When they had finished and lay there in each other’s arms, saying nothing, just holding each other, Cassie propped herself up on an elbow and looked into his eyes. “What would you say to the two of us getting away for a long weekend. Since I am now a free woman and you don’t have Friday classes this semester, we could go somewhere not too far away and just get a hotel room, order room service, fuck our brains out and binge watch movies when I am not giving you inspiration for more artwork.””Sounds like a great idea, mom. I’m in.”They fell asleep, arm in arm. Sometime during the middle of the night, Cassie felt his hard cock rubbing against her, so she woke him up for a midnight quickie and went back to sleep.They got up the next morning and took a minimalist approach to packing and hurried off for three day trip to a hotel suite Cassie booked earlier that morning. She picked a town just a couple of hours away. The destination wasn’t as important as getting away and spending time anywhere but home and their hometown. They checked in as soon as they could and then headed for a grocery store to get a few supplies so that they would not have to leave their room unless they wanted to. It was not fancy, but it was clean and spacious and it had two rooms – a living room with a kitchenette and a separate bedroom. It also had a large shower that they could share so that they never had to be separated from each other, including while taking a shower. They got to the grocery store and bought their supplies. Adam stopped at the exit for a couple of minutes to kartal escort look at a couple of magazines while his mother headed for their SUV to unload the cart.By the time Adam walked out, his mother was already at the back of the SUV with the hatch up. She was about 50 yards from the door and Adam noticed that their vehicle was parked next to another of similar style, also with the hatch up and a woman also standing at the back preparing to unload her cart. Because of the slope of the parking lot, they were struggling to keep their carts from rolling away. They were laughing and talking to each other and Adam’s artistic eye saw a bit of modern day Americana. Similar vehicles, two carts wedged against each other to prevent rolling away, and two women of similar age and size on the outside of each cart trying to load their cars. Another drawing in the making. But then something grabbed Adam’s attention. He was halfway to his mom when he saw a scrawny, stringy haired young man approaching the women as he lifted the hood on his sweatshirt to hide his face. Adam hurried his pace and arced his approach so that the young man did not see him coming. Adam’s hunch was correct. By the time he was within five feet of the man, the hooded figure grabbed the purses of both women in the front basket of the carts and turned to run. As soon as the thief turned around and began to run, however, his face came in contact with a right cross that had the effect of stopping his face while his body continued to move forward. The result was the thief was flat on his back, as still and limp as a corpse, u*********s from the sudden blow. Both women were in shock as they saw the flash of the attempted theft, the loud smack of Adam’s punch and the thud of the young man hitting the ground.Adam calmly reached down to pick up the spilled contents of the unknown woman’s purse and laid it all just inside the open hatch for her to sort through. His mother’s purse had been closed so nothing spilled from it. The “neighbor” woman was badly shaken up, but grateful for Adam’s quick thinking. “Are you alright? Do I need to call the police? Oh my, I have never had anything like this happen before. I can’t stop shaking. I cannot imagine what I would have done if he had gotten away with my purse.”The woman went on with the non-stop stream of consciousness dialog. Cassie was unnerved by the event, but was more outwardly calm and tried to calm the woman. Adam finally spoke after assessing the situation. He also noticed that the thief was beginning to come around and that his mouth was bleeding quite a bit from the direct blow he had suffered. Both carts were empty now.”I don’t think there’s any need to call the police.” He reached down, and lifted the thief by the waistband of his pants and the collar of his hoodie and dropped him into the cart with arms and legs dangling out the sides of the cart. “Now you listen to me, you little shithead. If I even so much as see you again, there won’t be enough of you left to fill a sandwich bag, so I suggest you find a new place to live.” He turned the cart to face the far end of the parking lot that led to a drainage ditch just beyond the curb at the end of the lot.”Care to do the honors?” he asked the woman still shaking. She stood up, nodded, and gave the cart a push, send the thief at an increasing speed to the end of the lot, watched it hit the curb, flip and send the young man rolling down the hill and out of sight. Moments later, the thwarted purse snatcher could be seen running up the other side of the ditch and out of sight.”I wish I knew how to thank you or reward you. But nothing I could do seems like it would be adequate. Why didn’t you think I should call the police?””Well, between the concussion he had to have gotten when his head hit the pavement and dental work he is probably going to need, and the prospect of having to think about moving, he has probably paid a high enough price.” Adam rationalized.The woman calmed slightly and looked at Adam with admiration. “You are wise beyond your years. If my husband had been here, he would have called the cops, chewed their asses for doing nothing and then, if they did catch him, he would have made the k** miserable for the rest of his life. But he would not have done one damned thing himself.”Cassie took all of this in and realized at that moment that her son was a perfect replica of his father twenty years earlier and her loved swelled again, now with an additional amount of respect, pride and admiration added in. Then she looked at the woman more closely. The woman was about 5’6″ tall, sandy red hair, slim, pixie cute bordering on beautiful and looked to be mid thirties in age. The woman was still not entirely pulled together and Cassie was worried about her. She found out her name was Amanda and went by Mandy.”Mandy, do you live nearby? Do we need to call your husband and have him come get you?” Cassie probed.”I live about three miles from here, but my husband is out of town for the weekend. He’s in sales and this weekend is the corporate golf tournament where they host many of their customers and entertain them all weekend.”Cassie suggested that Mandy come to their hotel for the evening, have a drink or two until she settled down and felt like going home. Mandy was grateful for the invitation and accepted. Adam rolled his eyes. “There goes my fucking evening – or more accurately my evening fucking” he thought to himself.”Adam, you drive our car back to the hotel and I will drive Mandy in her car. I don’t think she is up to driving right now. Do you mind?””Of course not, you are right. That seems like the best thing for her right now. I don’t think she should be alone for awhile.”Cassie felt the pride well up again.Mother and son escorted the woman into their hotel suite. She was impressed with the accommodations and Cassie fixed the lady a stiff drink of bourbon with a mixer. Cassie was grateful she had packed the alcohol if for no other reason than to calm the woman maltepe escort and get her back on feet. Cassie had packed it to spice up the weekend for her and her son, but this was a good excuse to get lit earlier than planned.Adam unloaded their supplies while the two women talked and then went into the bedroom to let them carry on and began to sketch again. Midway through the second drink, the alcohol began to have its intended effect. The woman settled down and was getting a little tipsy. And she opened up. “You are so lucky to have Adam. My husband is such a shit in difficult situations. He’s all talk and no do. I have to say, if you didn’t already have him, I know how I would pay him back. I don’t have a lot of spare money, but I would fuck him ’til he couldn’t walk. That’s how I would pay him back. Just sayin’ so you know I am completely honest. But I wouldn’t do that to you. My husband, on the other hand,” she said looking at her watch, “if he isn’t group fucking some whore right now, he will be within the next hour. All in the name of business.””Actually, Adam and I have an open relationship. So if that is the way you really want to reward him, just go in there and tell him so. I am sure he would be open to the idea. The only caveat is that I get to watch if I want. Can you handle that?”Mandy laughed nervously. “Oh, I could handle that okay, but I don’t know. I have never fucked around on my husband. That’s what I am not sure about. And as beautiful as you are, Cassie, I could probably fuck you too.” Mandy giggled at herself for talking that way. She had never said anything like that to anyone before and realized the impact the alcohol was having. “I wouldn’t be opposed to that either. We enjoy a good threesome from time to time. Let’s go in together.”Mandy blushed and fiddled with her blouse button and swirled her drink in its glass before chugging the rest of it.”Besides,” Cassie continued, “if your hubby is the type you say he is, you probably owe him one or two good fucking around sessions.””True, true. Okay, no time like the present and no one better than your man to be my first!”They walked hand in hand into the bedroom where Adam sat in a bedside chair, sketching the scene before the attempted theft.”Adam,” Cassie started, “Mandy has figured out how to repay you for being her knight in shining armor.”He gave his mother that look and she nodded ever so slightly and smiled. “You go first and then she and I will have a go at it. Afterward, I will fix us all a drink.”Cassie was already feeling her own drink taking over as she helped Amanda get undressed. Their room was on the third floor and the d****s were still open, but no one gave it any thought. Mandy was standing in front of Adam, already naked and he was undressed as well. “Holy shit! Not only are you handsome and heroic, but you are hung too. I can’t believe I am going to fuck another man besides my husband. You know what? I want the whole world to see me do it, too. Do you mind fucking me against the window with the d****s open? I have always fantasized about someone watching me fuck.””I’m going to be watching,” said Cassie, “don’t I count?” then she laughed.”Yeah, but I want to imagine another man watching me fuck.””Mandy, put your heels back on. The angle will be better for you and Adam likes fucking a woman in heels.”Mandy giggled again and slipped her heels back on and walked to the uncovered windows and spread her arms and legs, putting her hands against the glass. Adam walked up behind her and reached around, cupping the woman’s B-cup breasts and tweaking her nipples and kissed her neck. Cassie walked up behind Adam and began playing with his ass and reaching between his legs to caress his balls. Adam guided his cock to Mandy’s pussy and began pushing into her. Her cunt was soaking wet and ready for him, but he found her very tight and difficult to enter. She took a deep breath as his size was far more than she was used to entertaining. He took it slow so as not to cause her any undue discomfort, but once she relaxed, he was able to make his way all the way into her tight hole. Cassie watched her son as he began to take control of the situation and began a steady fucking motion that soon had Mandy panting and rolling her head back and forth from one side to the other. Cassie looked out the window and noticed a couple of men in the parking lot, who appeared to be drinking a beer as they talked. She hoped against hope that they would look up in their direction and fulfill Mandy’s fantasy.Fortunately, Adam could take his time and Mandy was getting into it and started fucking back on Adam’s cock. Then Cassie noticed that the men were scanning the upper floors of the hotel and locked in on the woman taking cock and pointed up toward their window. Cassie pointed out the audience to Mandy, who really got revved up knowing she was being watched. It sent her to a whole new level and she fucked and squealed and soon came hard on Adam’s cock. She watched the men who were gesturing as if they were jacking off as they watched her fuck. They must have been somewhat intoxicated themselves because they opened their pants to reveal to her their own hard cocks and stroked some as they watched.After Mandy finished cumming, she turned and went down on Adam in an angle that allowed her to watch the men watch her suck cock. Adam warned her that he was about to cum and she pointed to her face, indicating she wanted him to pull out and cum on her. He did as she indicated, pulled out and shot a massive load that covered more than half of her face. Mandy stood up and faced the window, pointing at her cum covered face to the silent applause of the two men below. “Fuck! I thought the one thing my husband could do decently was fuck. But I just realized this is the first time I have really been fucked!”Cassie closed the d****s and retrieved a towel to wipe the cum from her face. She then led Mandy to the bed and the two of them engaged in some high quality mutual pussy eating. Adam sat back in his chair and proceeded to sketch the scene playing out in front of him. Mandy chose to spend the night with her new friends and enjoyed a series of new experiences. When she left the next morning, they exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet up again sometime soon.[The rest of the weekend will be in the next chapter.]

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The Dark Backwards Part 3The Dark Backwards Ends !These three ladies kind of cornered me. I’m looking down at a semi erect cock dangling from a miniskirt. The transsexual saw my reaction to her beige colored dick and asked ” Do you want to taste it ? ” Just as I was about to answer, a sharp knock at the bathroom door and a shrill voice followed ” No soliciting ! Take that shit outside !” The ladies quickly turned and made some quick tucks and adjustments and headed for the door. The prettiest of the trio tuned to me and said “Meet us outside.” I nodded in agreement and waited a couple of minutes before existing the john. I quickly left the diner and headed for the parking lot. The trio patiently waited and I approached. I immediately started in after the prettiest one. I was very forward with her. I pulled her close to me. The lights of the diner gave me the perfect view of her. There was nothing remotely masculine about her very pretty. I asked, ” Do you have a man ?” She answered in the negative. I held the small of her back. Her friends commented on how cute we looked together. I agreed. She was intoxicating. I could feel her cock beating through her skirt. I slid my hand down and slowly stroked her cock. Her friends ran up to watch. I started kissing her neck. I could feel a little pre-cum on my fingertips. She pulled away slowly halkalı escort and straightened up her dress. I wanted more. ” How much you got daddy?” I showed her a $50 and it got her attention. I waived it and she took it. We then got into my car. I was nervous. I couldn’t believed I stroked a cock. I was thinking about it throbbing in my hand and how anxious I was to really get to live out what til that point had only been fantasy. I had to say something to her; so I asked “What’s your name sweetheart ? ” She replied, ” Tandy”. She instructed me where to turn in this very small town. I finally pulled up to a brick bungalow . She got out and walked up the driveway . It was really dark and at first I thought I was going to get robbed. Tandy fumbled around in her purse and pulled out a set of keys and opened the door and turned on the lights and the interior was beautifully decorated. She was living better than me. I took off my jacket and took hers off as well. Man, she looked good. She guided me to her couch by my crotch. We sat down and began talking but she knew what I wanted. She stood up and pulled up her skirt and pulled down her panties to reveal a very cute and girthy dick. She was clean and smooth. I reached out and cupped her balls . Her cock taksim escort rested on my wrist. I started caressing her cock. It stood erect right in front of my face. “Taste it”, she said. I reluctantly licked the tip which was very meaty. She pushed her cock in my face and started groaning. Before I knew it I was on my back with a mouth full of dick. It was sliding in and out. Then she pulled it out. I was kinda shocked because I never sucked a dick before and I felt relieved to have finally accomplished the act. I was officially hooked on sucking dick. Tandy stood up and undressed. I watched as she slowly turned; her ass was perfect and her skin was perfect … no blemishes. I stood up and started undressing myself and walked up behind her. I started kissing her back. I made it all the way down to her butt. She turned around and we kissed. She had to be at least a B-Cup with nipples protruding. I started sucking her tits and we embraced. It felt so good. A woman with a dick. She took my hand and we headed straight for the bedroom. I laid on top of her and kissing and grinding. She then reached for her nightstand and got a condom from a little container. I rolled off of her and she straddled me. Opening the condom and placing the tip in her mouth. Tandy grabbed hold of my dick and with a motion rolled şişli escort the rubber down my shaft. The blowjob was excellent and before I knew it my dick was inside her. She felt so warm as she rode my cock. Her dick flapping on my stomach. I was in ecstasy. I could feel myself cumming and I held Tandy real tight.I did it ! I had sex with a transsexual ! I was so relieved and relaxed ! Tandy got up and off my dick. She got a tissue and took the condom off. It had a nice load. She then went to the bathroom to clean up. I laid there in the afterglow. She came back and nestled next to me. We held each other like couples do. We drifted off to sleep with the autumn wind blowing. I woke up and went to bathroom and took a deep pleasurable piss. I slid my nude frame back under the covers and started spooning Tandy who was in a deep sleep. I then heard a rustling of keys. I got worried and woke Tandy. She told me not to worry and that it was only her girlfriends. They came in and called for her. She answered and they came into the room and turned on the lights to see us snuggled up. They sat on the bed and started getting undressed. One went to the front-room but the other one got in bed with us. Out went the lights and here I am with another transsexual . She yawned a bit and put her hand right on my dick and started jerking me off while Tandy slept. I didn’t complain. After that escapade, I looked at my watch and realized I had to go. I slunk out of the bed and got dressed. I quietly and gently kissed Tandy on the cheek and left. I drove home and never saw Tandy again. I often reminisce about that night which I affectionately refer to as THE DARK BACKWARDS

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Chapter one: That nameless feelingChapter one: That nameless feeling”If there is one thing I’ve learned in the past 25 years, it’s that a woman’s clit can be a VERY evil and needy thing,… Once it’s shown something better, it will relentlessly throb for it. Just know, the monster that lives at the very most bottom level of pandora’s box isn’t Cthulhu,… No, the monster that lives at that level Is the prettiest pink and flawlessly shaped clit you have ever seen, & as a man you just can not help but WANT to please it, worship it, until that clit becomes your God,… and once that happens (if your a cuckold) you might as well have sold your soul to the Devil on his most mischievous day,…”-A. Richard Skinner May 10th 2020 (Mothers Day)Let’s go back,…back to that very first step down my personal rabbit hole of the cuckolding lifestyle, between you & I, let’s see how many chapters you can get into my book before you find yourself screaming at me to stop,… turn around,…go back,…dont do this,… (Well, Newsflash, it’s too late).- September of 1993-In the fall of 1993 I met my now future wife in high school. We were both seniors. I was the new k** in town (having just moved to this small sleepy Kansas town of 6,000 people that summer before high school started) & with out a doubt her and I hit it off right away. Before long we were dating just one short week after we first bumped into each other in the crowded school halls.A description here will never do her justice, but I will try my very best. Imagine if you can a five-foot, 120 pound girl. Her skin is impeccable as she is 1/4 Native American and 3/4 Caucasian which gave her skin a most interesting hue. Besides her Betty Davis “Come fuck me eyes” she possessed a set of 36 D cups for tits, & she always had a landing patch over her pussy (until recently, now she keeps it completely shaved at all times). For the purposes of this story, we will call her Kate (or Kat for short).After a week of dating, we had sex, we were each other’s firsts,…& I thought that would be special. I was wrong,…very wrong.A few months after we first had sex her best friend approached me during gym class and told me that she knew Kate had kissed my (newly acquired) best friend Ian, she went on to say it happened under the bleachers in the gym. She wanted me to know kadıköy escort because she said I didn’t deserve that and that I deserve better. I could feel there was more, so when I pushed I found out that Kate had also fucked my new friend a few days after that.I asked her friend how she could possibly even know that & she said.”Because we all snuck out of the house last weekend and met up at the abandoned train station outside of town.”.Stupidly I responded with a knee-jerk “Yeah, but how can you KNOW they actually did something?”.Her friend shrugged, turned red from embarrassment & after a few moments shyly said “Because,…she’s,… loud?…When she fucks?”.The statement was so awkward for her friend to say, it came out as a question instead of a statement.My mind started racing, she had never been loud with me when we fucked, she was always quite as a church mouse. My highschool brain was trying to figure out what that meant (later on in life I saw first hand what it meant).Her best friend finally went on to say “Even though we were miles from a house I was worried someone was gonna call the cops…it was…intence.”.I walked away…stunned.A few hours later between classes I confronted her in the library, when I did she instantly broke up with me. I kept asking for why, a reason, anything and all she could say was ” Sorry,…he kept pressuring me, and, I kinda wanted it.”.I remember she had this devil-may-care attitude about the whole situation, complete with a few shoulder shrugs and eye rolls. After a bit we both just fell into silence and stared at each other.Then abruptly with a fake smile she said, “Anything else?”. “No,” I said weakly.She walked away, & I told myself I never wanted to see her again…although even while she walked off,… I couldn’t help staring at her perfectly shaped ass. (This should have been my first clue).A few weeks went by, & one late night I could hear pebbles bouncing off the storm window of my bedroom. I opened the window, & waited. From the darkness, I heard a familiar voice. It was Kate.”Can I come in?” Her soft voice said.”It’s after midnight.” I whispered back as to not wake my parents.She stepped forward into the moonlight & stood there. Her hair was a complete mess,… To which I thought she was having a restless üsküdar escort night, I found out later I was wrong,…after a few moments, I moved out of the way & she crawled in.”Where’s your new fuck buddy Ian?” I let out sarcastically, once she was in my room.”We broke up” she said dryly.”Sorry,…” I mumbled.”I came here to ask you a question” she said quickly before I could say anything else.A moment passed & then,…obviously chickening out of whatever the question really was,…she asked “Can I use your restroom?””Sure,…” I said curtly. She walked into my bathroom that was connected to my bedroom, & I plopped down on my bed & sat there, waiting. After a few moments the door opened & there she stood, completely naked from head to toe. She was leaning in the doorway & finally after a few moments spoke “That,…wasn’t the question I was going to ask you.”I looked her up & down, the light to my bathroom was still on, I was dumbfounded by her backlit flawless 18-year-old body. I managed to only get out one word out of my mouth “…,Wasn’t?” “Nope,” her voice had a coy tone.She slowly walked closer & I noticed between her strides that her pussy had a wet sheen to it, I thought it was because she was turned on at first. She came across the room till her bare tits met my face at eye level. I looked up at her & she had this wicked smile on her face as she swayed back & forth brushing the edge of her perky nipples lightly across my dry lips. I remember as her nipples continued to gently be dragged across my lips the tops of her tits kept going just slightly under my nose. I kept inhaling a faint fragrance that curiously smelled like something masculine. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the smell. with each passing of a nipple across the fringes of my lips I caught more. Her right nipple stroked my lips,…a woodsy smell,…Her left nipple stroked, …lavender,…A left nipple stroke,… hints of amber,…Right nipple stroke,… Some citrus,…Left nipple, ….Aspen,…I opened my eyes & looked up at her, “Your tits smell like,…Aspen cologne” I said.She was still smiling & swaying “So, you DON’T want to hear my question?” She whispered, with a malevolent look.”I do,…”Her smile grew “,…Will you, go out with me?”I’m not sure why, it could have been tuzla escort the intoxicating naked 18-year-old standing before me in the moonlight of my bedroom, it could have been because I had a raging hard-on and teenage hormones, or it could be that I felt sorry for her because some jerk of a guy dumped her,… but for some reason, I said “Yes”.She kissed me as she started to straddle me, when she lifted up one of her legs my hand came in contact withh one of her inner thighs, just a few centimeters below her pussy. I could feel her inner leg shaking and quivering.I smiled in-between our kisses & asked, “Why are you so nervous?””,…I’m not,…I just had a really strong orgasm before I came over here” she slowly confessed.I was stunned, “Wait, what? You saw him before you came over here?”She pulled back, and with a sad look on her face she lamented, “He just used me, & then dumped me right after he got off.” She looked down towards her pussy, “you know, … ” she seemed to shamefully struggle with the next set of words, ” you know, In, … me.”A few seconds went by, I looked at her, & then a strong feeling of pity came over me,… “It’s, … O.K., …” I explained.She looked at me in my eyes with a very loving gaze, at the time I thought it was a real look of love, looking back I think this is the moment she realized she had me wrapped around her finger & could do anything she wanted. I think about this past moment and that “loving gaze,” & wonder, if vampires we’re real,…would this be the very same look their victims would see just before teeth sunk into their neck & slowly exsanguinated them of all feelings, all life?Just then a light came on in the hallway.”One of my parents, are up,” I said in a excited whisper.Kat quickly got dressed like a pro, & climbed out the window, she stopped just before her head was out of view… With a big smile on her face she uttered, “See you at school tomorrow” and then like the cheshire “Kat” she is,… vanished. I sat there on my bed, …alone,…but this wouldn’t be the first she left me alone on our bed, after midnight, waiting, with that very same raging hard-on, the next 25 years would be full of this. All in various different ways,…You’ll see,…you’ll see.A nameless feeling filled the recesses of my mind, I didn’t know what it was, just that I was turned on, I wouldn’t know that nameless word for almost 10 years was a word called “cuckold”.The light went off in the hallway, and I found myself jacking off in the dark thinking about everything that just happen.I cummed within minutes. Thinking about my new girlfriend’s Aspen scented tits.

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Taken and Turned GayI had been talking to this guy over internet for the past two weeks and he finally invited me over for a drink. It was about a half hour drive drown to his secluded house out in Maple Ridge Forest. I walked into his house, which was no problem because the door was unlocked and the handle looked slightly busted, all the lights were off and if he hadn’t invited me over I would’ve assumed nobody was home.I was beginning to walk into the living room as I felt a damp rag against my mouth and nose; I started feeling dizzy and quickly passed out. I woke up, what seemed like hours later, weak and light headed lying face down, completely nude and blind folded on what I guesses was a custom made massage table, there was a cushioned hole for my face to fit through, but strange enough, there was also another hole by my cock which I noticed was quite hard for just waking up after being d**gged.I tried to get up but soon realized it was hopeless, I felt a thick leather strap against the back of my head ataşehir escort stopping me from pulling my face out of the hole by keeping my chin and forehead tightly against the cushion. Ropes were tied to straps attached to my wrists and ankles which in turn were attached to the legs of the table to stop me from getting up and running away, finally there were two other straps running horizontally across my thighs and the small of my back to stop me from moving my hips.Just then, I felt something cold and wet enter my ass an a cool feeling in my as. Than someone climbed onto the table and I could feel pressure against my asshole which turned into a searing pain as I realized that the man I had been talking to over internet was beginning to shove his dick up my tight virgin ass. I yelled in pain and all he said was, “by the time I’m done with you your virgin ass will be as loose as an old French whores pussy”. Before I had time to protest, one of his friends shoved ümraniye escort cloth into my mouth and secured it with duct tape.As the man behind me continued pumping in and out of my ass with his 8” cock the searing pain began to leave and it turned into a tremendous pleasure. As he began to pump harder my cock began to ache until finally I came, I moaned deeply and must have spewed out at least half a cup of thick white cum, then the man fucking me moaned and I could feel his dick swell up inside of me as he filled my ass with his load.A different man went underneath the table I was lying on and sucked the rest of the cum out of my dick before going to my ass and licking all over and around it. Two more men approached me, one took off my blindfold and the gag while lowering the front half of table and then instructed me to suck him off, the other man went under the table & began to milk my cock while the third finished licking my ass and inserted kadıköy escort his hot, rock hard penis into my much awaiting asshole.I moaned loudly and they laughed at me while calling me a dirty anal whore. The man in front of me was growing more and more excited with every flick of my tongue, he started moaning and began to fuck my mouth, I darted my tongue back and forth underneath his big voluptuous head setting him over the edge. Unknown to my knowledge, the man once sucking and milking me was now to the left of me and jacking off, he undid my head strap and pulled my head backward by my hair.The man who I was just sucking came all over my face and soaked me, his friend who just undid my head strap put his dick into my mouth and shot his load down into my throat and the man fucking me up the ass blew his load all over the small of my back.As I rested on the table I noticed that the men who had just been fucking me had gotten all their clothes back on and were leaving the living area, in a quivering voice I asked them.“could one of you please untie me so I can get off this table?”But the only reply I got was from the man who had invited me here.“I would, but we’re in a big hurry to leave”“why?”I asked him, and in a sadistic voice he just said.“The next group of guys will be here anytime now and don’t like to mix with black guys”…

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Never Ask if Her EX BF Cock was BiggerIt all started when we were drunk one night and started talking about our past romances. My wife started telling me about her fuck buddy that she used to see before we were dating. I could see her cheeks actually flushing when she talked about him. My first mistake was asking if he was bigger than me – I officially started down the road to becoming a cuckold. I’m not small by any means, but the way she described his cock as though it was magical. As she started telling me about him, I couldn’t help but getting hard. She looked down and laughed as she stroked my cock, asking if I liked the idea of her getting fucked by a bigger cock. I didn’t answer, so she kept teasing me and asking if thinking about her fucking her ex’s huge cock turned me on. She teased me until I couldn’t contain myself and blurted out that I wanted to watch her get stretched out by his thick cock. She had this sexy laugh as she made me cum.Her story woke something up in me – I couldn’t stop thinking about her and ex. It was driving me crazy, but I was too nervous to bring up it up again and pretended like nothing happened. Nothing happened that is, until my birthday. She kept hinting that she had a sexy surprise for me, but wouldn’t tell me anything. She just told me to meet her at this fancy restaurant downtown. I showed up for our reservation and there she was – wearing this sexy black, tight dress that showed of her cleavage. I lost my breath when I walked in looking at her and couldn’t help but appreciate her beauty. As I sat down she told me not to drink too much because she wasn’t wearing any panties didn’t want me to have whiskey dick – then she spread her legs and showed the sexy view of her freshly waxed pussy – so sexy!After dinner we caught a cab and headed home. She told me to undress and go into the bedroom while she got my surprise ready. I was lying on the bed when she walked in wearing this sexy red lingerie that showcased her rock hard body. She walked in with a giggle holding some rope and said she needed to tie me up so that I didn’t ruined the surprise. She started teasing my cock while she tied me up – no firm strokes, only slow teasing caresses. It was driving me crazy, but she knew her knots and I couldn’t move. Finally, she sat on top of me and reach into the drawer and pulled out a super realistic dildo. It was amazing, super thick and a solid two inches longer than me. She just grinned and said I get to watch, and then she started sucking on the huge dildo right in front of me. I could feel how wet she was on top of bakırköy escort me and she just grinned when she saw how hard it was making me.I started to strain at my ropes to get free and she said that I should sit back and enjoy the show as she moved into doggy on top of my face. I’ll never forget how sexy it looked when she held the thick dildo against her lips – gasping as it spread her pussy lips – and then slid it in all the way to the base of the dildo. She asked if I liked watching her get stretched out and I almost came instantly my cock was twitching so hard. She started to fuck herself faster with the dildo and I leaned up and started to lick her clit while the dildo kept sliding in and out, stretching her lips apart. Her pussy was dripping into my mouth as she leaned down and started to suck my cock while getting fucked. She started to fuck herself harder with the dildo now – I could feel her clenching down as she neared an orgasm just sucking my cock sloppily. The view was amazing! As soon as she started to shudder with in an intense orgasm I started to cum hard. Afterwards she asked if I enjoyed watching her get fucked and – with no hesitation this time – I said YES.From then on I couldn’t stop fantasizing about making her my hotwife. We kept roleplaying with the dildo, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about her ex. We had amazing sex for the next few months – occasionally roleplaying – but it started getting to the point that she started fucking the dildo more and more (it was two inches longer than me). I knew at this point I wouldn’t be satisfied until she made me her cuckold, but I was still too nervous to instigate. That was up until her best friends birthday.We all got together for her friends birthday and went to a fancy restaurant downtown. All the girls were dressed up for going out, but she was a whole other level. High heels and a mesh dress, she looked incredible – everyone in the restaurant was staring at her cleavage. She had this mischievous grin about her all evening that should have told me she had plans for how the night would end. After dinner, she suggested that we all go to a bar and as soon as we walked in it was evident what she was planning – because there at the bar was her ex just smirking at me.We all go up to the bar for drinks and she whispers in my ear while rubbing my cock discreetly whether I want to go through with this. I was too nervous to answer to she kept playing with my cock until she said that my erection seems to have answered for the two of us. She lets go of my beşiktaş escort cock with a grin, walks over to her ex, grabs his arm and walks him to the dance floor. I went upstairs to get a better view and by the time I caught sight of them again, she was grinding on him and his hands were all over his body. The way they were moving they acted like they were made for each other and were the only people on the dance floor. Her face looked like she was in pure ecstasy, which is when I saw where his hand was. Right there in the middle of the dance floor with all our friends around – he was fingering my wife’s pussy for everyone to see. I could barely contain my erection as they started kissing passionately when I got a text message from my wife to get a cab and then I lost site of them.I thought she was so horny that she just wanted to get home to jump my bones so I ran out and hailed a cab. I was waiting there for one minutes, five minutes, ten minutes until she came out with her ex trailing her. They both got into the cab and she said that she invited him over for drinks. She leaned over to give me a kiss – apologizing that they took so long to get out – when I could clearly see her lips glistening and smell his cock on her lips. She reached down and grabbed my erect cock while we kissed saying that she was just checking if I still wanted to go ahead with this. She was grinning from ear to ear as we took the cab home – sandwiched between her soon to be cuckold husband and her hung ex fuck buddy.As we walked in and began to get settled on the couch, she asked if I could mix together some drinks for all of us while they got reacquainted. I was pretty excited so I jumped at the opportunity for some more liquid courage. I went to the kitchen for five minutes mixing together some drinks when I hear a man’s moan coming from the living room. I come out holding the drinks and see my wife on her knees sucking his cock. I could see why she still fantasized about him – he was hung like a pornstar. His cock was a rock hard 10″ and made her hands look small as they wrapped around him. She didn’t even stop when I walked in, she just kept sucking his cock like she was possessed. I put the glasses on the table, which seemed to wake her from her cock sucking trance and she gave me this greedy look.She stood up still holding his cock and told us to follow her into the bedroom. She pushed him down and promptly started sucking his cock again while she slid off her dress. With one hand she held started rubbing her pussy and told me that she beylikdüzü escort wanted me to start eating her out while she got him wet enough to slide in – reminding me that he was the guest after all and I couldn’t be greedy. I couldn’t believe how wet she was. The sight was incredible – me eating out her pussy while she was sucking her ex’s thick cock. She could barely get her mouth around the shaft he was so thick. Finally, after about five minutes, he wanted to feel how tight her pussy was after she has been dating me.She told me to lie down at the head of the bed so that she could take him in doggie style. I asked if she was going to make him wear a condom but she said don’t be silly your condom’s would never fit his cock and she needed to feel him skin to skin just like old times – and at this point I was in no state to argue. While he started rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy lips, she started to aggressively suck my cock. I guess after trying to fit his huge cock in her mouth, it was a bit of a relief sucking me as she was completely deep throating my cock. It felt incredible feeling her tongue run across my cock while she was moaning as he was teasing her.He waited until she had my cock deep in her throat before thrusting in – she almost bit down on my cock in her ecstasy. In was intense watching how carnal she became when he was fucking her. He was pounding in so hard she was only able to hold onto my cock – she was too busy moaning too blow me. I kept trying to guide her mouth to my cock, but she was was entranced in his cock that she completely ignored me. I was just lying there while she jerked me as kept pounding her. She started jerking my cock harder as she started getting closer to her orgasm. I was trying to keep from cumming so that I could fuck her, but she kept stroking me harder and telling me to cum with her. She kept moaning how much she loved and missed his cock and for him not to stop. I started seeing her muscles begin to clench as she starting orgasm harder than I’ve ever seen. It was too much for me to handle – I blew my load right there watching my wife orgasm from another man’s cock.Her ex just laughed and said “I guess instead of a threesome we are just going to have to cuckold your husband”, then he flipped her into missionary so that she was lying on top of me and so that I could see him claim her pussy. It was all red and swollen as he slid his cock back in – every thrust pushing her against me as she continued almost oblivious to my existence. I had nothing to do but hold my wife’s legs as he continued to fuck her harder and deeper than I ever could. My wife’s eyes were locked into his as he started to build in momentum towards his orgasm. She kept begging for him to cum in her, to fill her, to claim her.That was the momentum I knew she was officially a hotwife and I was her cuckold…

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14 – Dutiful Wifey14 – Dutiful WifeyAfter my day’s adventures, I really felt that I should pay attention to my husband, Liam. I did love him even though I misbehaved from time to time. I wasn’t in the mood, mentally or physically, for sex, but I was going to play the role of a “good wifey”.I greeted my dear husband at the door when he got home from work with his favorite cocktail. Wearing his favorite sheer pink baby doll nightie and some low heels with fluffy pop-poms on the toes, he was favorably impressed, to say the least.To get in the mood, and to dull the soreness between my legs, I had already gotten a head start in the cocktail department. He didn’t mind and seemed to find my resultant silliness attractive.I flirted with him as I cooked our dinner. At one point we held each other and kissed deeply. I whispered in his ear as I placed my hand on his crotch, “I want you to fuck my brains out tonight, my stud man! I love you.” He grinned at me devilishly sarıyer escort and moved to grope me! I pulled away, and flashed him a teasing smile. We shared a bottle of wine over dinner. When I knew we were both ready, I led him to the bedroom. I played the inebriated dutiful wifey and opened my legs. I pulled him to me and he pushed his erection inside of me. I did my best in the short time that followed to make him feel like he was a porn star. I bucked and moaned encouragement. He thrusted urgently and very quickly, I felt his body stiffen and heard him grunt with his orgasm. Done.When he went to apologize for being so quick “this time”, I placed my finger on his lips to quiet him. “I love you. You are my man.” I whispered. It wasn’t long before he was snoring softly. Mission accomplished.Quietly, I slipped out of bed. I wanted to check my xHamster account to see if Steve had sent me the video and photos from today. Yes! esenyurt escort He had. I put in ear buds and watched my afternoon adventure at he hotel through the eyes of the camera and my playmates. Oh my! It gave me a thrill to watch it. I thanked Steve with a return message and went back to bed with my husband.The next thing I heard was the shower running. I opened my eyes to daylight streaming into our bedroom. Liam was in the shower and getting ready for work. It was Friday and I would be working at the shop myself. I went to the bathroom, dropped my pink nightie to the floor, and joined Liam in the shower. He was surprised but happy to see me. We hugged and kissed under the stream of warm water. I felt his erection stir. I placed my hand on him and in the streaming shower, dropped to my knees.His erect cock felt good in my mouth. I did like his cock. In less than a minute, he climaxed. I rose to my feet, warm water avrupa yakası escort running over us, and placed my cum-filled mouth to his lips. He was surprised, and at first, tried to pull away. Then he opened his mouth to my tongue and the exchange of his semen. We kissed long and deep. I finally pulled back, holding his eyes, I smiled “Good morning, my Love”.Later, I was standing in my panties and bra looking in the mirror, working to apply my makeup, after Liam had departed when I jumped!“Damn! You are an adorable little thing.”I turned to find Melissa standing in the doorway grinning at me. “Agh!” I groaned in mock frustration. “How do you sneak-up on my all the time?”“Finish up. I’ll make coffee.” My Blackbush friend replied over her shoulder as she walked away.After I finished, I slipped-on a robe so I could dress for work later, and went out to my living room. Melissa, and my coffee, greeted me.“Your Liam seemed to depart with a lift in his step this morning,” she teased with a raised eyebrow.“Blowjob in the shower this morning,” I admitted.“Ha! Good one. I took care of my Liam’s “morning Woodie”, as he calls it, with a hand job. Men! “At least they both went to work feeling good.”“Yes,” I returned her smile, “We are good wifeys, aren’t we?”

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