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It was a cold and dreary day as Jeb exited from his car and walked toward his eastside home. He could well remember a day when he was happy to be coming home but not anymore. Not since Laura had died in that terrible accident last week, a week when everything seemed to just stop. In fact, Jeb had done almost nothing since his wife died. He had stopped attending Sunday and Wednesday church services, stopped his Friday night bowling with his friends; yes, Jeb had stopped doing almost everything he normally did except for showing up to his job everyday.

Jeb inserted the key to his front door and turned it hearing the familiar click of the deadbolt.

Once inside a soft sigh escaped from his lips as he closed the door and once again is faced with an empty home which once was filled with so much love and life.

Jeb plops down onto the couch in an almost lifeless mass and then blindly reaches for the remote and switches on the TV to drown out the seemingly deafening silence in his living room. As the TV flickers to life and begins to shed light into the dark and gloomy space Jeb’s stomach reminds him that while many things which were once normal can be forgone nourishment was not one of those things.

Jeb stumbles into the kitchen and opens up the fridge hoping to sort through what was left of the seemingly endless supply of covered casserole dishes which his friends from church had dropped by after Laura’s funeral but finds almost nothing left now except for a single dish which has a green fungus covering the top of it.

Moving now with at least a sense of purpose Jeb grabbed his coat and keys from the hook beside the door. The instant Jeb saw the coat rack his mind was flooded with memories of when he hung it beside the door. Suddenly Laura was there, dressed in that white dress with the bright red tropical flowers on it that she loved so much. He remembered how she nagged him about their needing a rack to hang stuff on beside the door and how he resisted saying it was silly because his own mother always insisted on coats being hung up in the hall closet not crowding up the entry way of a home. Now he was glad she won that argument. Glad and also a bit sad he thought to himself as he opened the door and stepped out into the crisp night air brushing a tear from his eye.

The car roared to life and Jeb pulled the gear shift into reverse and carefully backed out into the street and made his way to the corner grocery. Traffic was light partially due to the hour and partially due to the crappy weather which seemed to hang over the city of Sumner like an ill fitting dirty overcoat as it had for weeks now.

Jeb parked the car and made his way inside the supermarket and began trying to decide what he wanted to eat. As he stepped out of the weather into the market the smell of grease and chicken fat filled his nostrils, and instantly Jeb knew what he wanted. He stepped over to the deli counter and ordered the fried chicken and a half pound of JoJo potatoes to go.

Nancy pulled her overcoat tightly to her chest as she walked into the Supermarket, deciding in her mind what she needed to buy in order to get a dinner on the table by 7 pm. I just should have left the women’s group early she told herself as the bright lights of the bustling supermarket forced her to squint her eyes to adjust to the change.

She grabbed a cart and begin her usual journey through the market. Nancy always liked to go down each and every isle in the store no matter what was going on in her life. You never know when your memory will be jogged to get something you need just by walking by everything she always told her husband whenever he complained at her habit. Secretly, Nancy just loved shopping but she wasn’t going to admit that to Bob. No way no how!

As she rounded the first corner in the store and begin to pass the deli counter she saw him and while she wasn’t sure what to say she knew she needed to stop and at least say hi. After all she was the Pastor’s wife and her position in the church demanded certain things of her.

“Jeb” she said ‘Is that you?”

Jeb turns around slowly and sees the Pastor’s wife. “Oh, hi Nancy,” Jeb says thinking to himself that the last thing he needed right now was another church member telling him how they miss him at church again.

“Jeb, I know this is a really terrible time for you and you don’t need people telling you what you need to do, but I did want to let you know if you need anything, anything at all just give Bob or I a call and we will be more then glad to give you whatever we can to help you.”

“Thanks Nancy, to be honest right now I don’t even know what I need, but it is very nice of you to offer.” Jeb says as he thinks to himself, God I’m so glad she didn’t try to guilt me back into the church.

“Well Jeb, it is good to see you and again just let us know if we can help you in anyway,” Nancy says as she turns and returns to her shopping moving steadily toward the fresh fruits and vegetable section of the store.

Jeb watches her walk away and instinctively bursa escort his eyes lock on to her swaying hips and beautiful legs. I always did love a woman in a dress he thinks to himself as a sudden twinge of guilt flashes across his mind.

The counter girl in the deli snaps him back to reality with her voice.

“Sir, will there be anything else for you, perhaps some potato salad?”

“No thanks, this will be just fine.”

Jeb turns and heads for the check out counter and pays for his food and once again braves the dark and gloomy night. The trip home is thankfully quick and painless and once food is again in his stomach Jeb is quickly asleep on the couch. The couch which has become his bed since his wife died.

Nancy reaches into the meat counter and selects a precooked pot roast and then moves down to the refrigerated section where the prepared oven baked cut up potatoes are. Just need to get the frozen corn on the cob and some dinner rolls and I’m all set she thinks to herself.

Nancy pays for her purchases and heads home knowing time is of the essence as her husband and two boys will be expecting dinner on the table by 7pm just as it always has been for the past 15 years.

Once home Nancy places the potatoes and dinner rolls in the oven and the corn and pot roast in water. Thank God for boil in bag meals, Nancy thinks to herself as she busies herself with setting the table.

Once dinner is on the table and Bob and the boys are all quietly eating Nancy breaks the usual silence.

“I saw Jeb Jackson today at the supermarket.”

“Really, how is he doing” Bob asks?

“Well he looks a bit sullen to me but I suppose its to be expected seeing how only a week has passed since Laura has died.”

“Did you tell him we miss seeing him at Church?”

“No I did not, that is the last thing he needs right now is someone else telling him what to do or how to feel!”

Bob drops his head slightly, “Yeah, you’re probably right; 3 different people have told me they have encouraged him to come back to church and be around people again. I am sure he has had his fill of that. I just wish there was something we could do.”

“Me too!,” Nancy says as she takes another bite of pot roast.

“Say, maybe you could get a few of the women to volunteer to go over and see if his place needs some cleaning or something like that. I am sure he has just let things go seeing how hard he has taken Laura’s death.” Bob says perking up slightly from the mild rebuke his wife had just given him.

“Yeah! Nancy says, “That is a great idea, Bob. I’ll call Nicole and Cindy and see who they can come up with as well. This will be a good way to help Jeb and also get him around people again.”

Nancy cleaned up the dinner dishes and started the dishwasher then got on the phone and set her plan into action. She called Nicole first and then Cindy and asked each of them to get a list of women who would be willing to volunteer time and get back to her. Then she picked up the church directory and looked up Jeb’s number and placed her last call of the night.

The ringing of the phone woke Jeb from his couch-bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes then reached for the phone.

“Hello”

“Hello, Jeb? This is Nancy Walker.”

“Oh, Hello again Nancy.” Jeb says as he thinks to himself, what in the world does this woman want now?

“Listen Jeb, Bob and I were talking over dinner and we were wondering if maybe I and some of the women from church could come by and maybe give you a hand with the housework to kind of help you out for a while. What do you think?”

“Nancy, that is a really great offer but are you sure you and the other women want to do this? I mean I have kind of let things go here for the past week.”

“Yes, Jeb I am sure, we would love to do that.”

“Well, if your sure and it’s not too much trouble then I think it would be alright for a while.”

“Great Jeb, I will set it all up and let you know tomorrow who will be coming by and when.”

“Nancy, I work pretty late and don’t usually get home to after 6 pm so why don’t I just put a key to the door under the front mat and whoever comes can just let themselves in if that’s alright.”

“Yes sure Jeb that will be fine with us. I will be starting off tomorrow while Nicole Doherty and Cindy Von Holt get the list set up if that’s not too soon for us to start out?”

“Sure Nancy, that will be great.”

“Ok Jeb, then I will probably see you tomorrow at your place when you get home from work then.”

“Ok Nancy. Oh Hey and Nancy thanks for doing this, I mean its really…”

“Jeb don’t worry,” Nancy interrupts, “We all really want to do this. OK?”

“OK, then Nancy, and again this is really very nice of you women to do for me.”

“Sure thing Jeb, and I will see you tomorrow.”

Jeb hangs up the phone and sits there on the couch somewhat dazed by the conversation. On one hand what Nancy offered is really, really nice but also Jeb didn’t want those women thinking he was a total slob bursa escort bayan who couldn’t take care of himself either. Jeb stood up and began picking up the empty soda cans and sacks of fast food from around the room and placed them in a garbage sack which he placed in the can inside the garage. Once back inside he surveyed the room to see what else he could do before going back to sleep but he just didn’t have the energy to do any more.

He laid back down on the couch and pulled a pillow under his head and nodded off to sleep again; thinking of that sight of Nancy Walker pushing the shopping cart down the isle at the store.

The morning sun shining through the windows awakens Jeb to the start of a new day. He rises and performs his ritual, catlike stretches to shake the last vestiges of sleep from his body and then heads for the shower.

As the warm water begins to pour from the shower head and steam starts to rise Jeb remembers the phone call from Nancy Walker last evening. Got to remember to leave the extra key under the mat, he reminds himself as he steps under the downpour of water and allows it to flood over his face and down his body.

The warm water deluging over his body gives him the energy necessary to get moving, so Jeb soaps up and rinses off quickly and steps out of the shower clean and renewed, ready to face whatever comes his way today. A quick shave and clean work clothes, then off to the kitchen for a morning cup of coffee and a bagel.

Sitting at the kitchen table slurping down the coffee and chewing on the toasted bagel Jeb mulls over the idea of Nancy Walker coming into his house again. Why am I so preoccupied with her Jeb thinks to himself? Shaking his head he stands and then placing his dish and cup into the sink with the rest of the dirty dishes from the week and then grabs his paper on the way out to the car.

In the car heading to work Jeb finds his mind once again turning back to Nancy and the sight of her in the supermarket last evening.

Nancy wakes up earlier then usual this morning and goes about her morning chores. Breakfast for Bob and the kids, then some cleaning in the family room from the boys night of watching sports on the TV, which always seems to include an overabundance of chips and soda.

I’ll have to vacuum in here again after the kids are up and Bob is headed out to the Church, Nancy thinks to herself as she smoothes out the cushions on the couch and straightens up the various knick-knacks which the boys always seem to want to goof around with during the commercial breaks of their nightly TV watching ritual.

Bob, comes down stairs and kisses Nancy on the cheek. “Morning sweetheart,” he says.

“Good morning darling,” Nancy says smooching back at his light peck on her cheek.

15 years of marriage had allowed them both to settle into quite a rut physically and emotionally. Sex every Saturday night, morning kisses and a hug at the door as Bob leaves for the office are about as romantic as Nancy and Bob get anymore. That accompanied with the fact that Bob sees sex as something strictly to be performed for procreation and then just often enough so neither of them wander or are tempted to do so, at least he thinks so anyway.

With the kids up and off to school and Bob off to the church, Nancy quickly finishes her morning routine and sits down at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and makes a call to Nicole.

Nicole picks up her ringing phone “Hello.”

“Hello, Nicole, this is Nancy. Did you and Cindy come up with some people who we can count on to help with the work at Jeb Jackson’s place?”

“Oh, Hi Nancy, yes we have 3 other women from the church who have volunteered already and Cindy and I have several more calls to place today.”

“Great to hear Nicole, I spoke with Jeb last night after talking with you and he told me he will leave a key under his front mat so we can get in when ever we need too due to his late work schedule so be sure and let all the other girls know that as well will you.”

“Sure will do. Say when are we going to start on this project, next week?”

“Oh no, I told Jeb we could start today, is that a problem?”

“Well…” Nicole’s voice kind of trails off “Cindy and I figured we wouldn’t start until we had a decent list of women and so we told everyone to plan on next week as a potential start time.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that then I can take the extra work through the weekend myself, Bob and the boys aren’t that much trouble.” Nancy says laughing. “I already have 90% of what I need to do today already done.”

Nicole laughs back and says, “Yes you’re lucky you have them all pretty well trained.”

Nancy smiles at Nicole’s comment and then says “Well, I better run then if I am going to get everything done I need to do for two households. Do let me know when you and Cindy get a schedule together and I’ll pass it along to Jeb so he knows who is in his house and when. Bye.”

Nancy hangs up the phone and swallows the last of her morning coffee gets up to escort bursa get back to work on her daily routine. The vacuuming and dusting goes surprisingly quickly and by 11 am Nancy is done with her housework and ready to put a roast with potatoes and carrots in the oven for Bob and the boys with instructions on when it needs to be taken out plainly spelled out for them. Setting the oven on 250 degrees so it will slow cook all day and make a nice and tender dinner she leaves the kitchen and grabs the phone off the table and phones Bob.

The ringing of his private number pulls Bob from the depths of his sermon preparation. He reaches over and answers the ringing phone “Hello.”

“Bob, I am going to head over to Jeb Jackson’s place to get started on what we talked about last night and I have no idea how long it will take me given that he has been without a wife for a week, so I set the oven on low with a roast. Can you take it out when you get home tonight, and make sure the boys do the dishes for me?”

“Yeah, sure honey. I will take care of it don’t you worry about a thing. By the way, I sure am proud of the way you are stepping up and leading the way for the women on how the body of Christ is to take care of one another.”

“Thanks babe, that means a lot to me. Well I better get running, like I said I have no idea what lays ahead for me today.”

Nancy hangs up the phone, grabs her purse and stops by the back door to think for just one last time before she leaves to make sure she hasn’t forgotten a thing before she has left. Nope, I am ready to hit the road, Nancy thinks to herself as she steps out the door and make her way across town to Jeb Jackson’s place.

Arriving at Jeb’s place Nancy feels a bit out of place. The last time she was over here Bob was at her side and they were coming to comfort Jeb when the news of the terrible crash which killed Laura was less then an hour old. She could still remember how nervous she was that day and somehow it made her nervous again as she stepped onto the front porch and bent down to search for the key Jeb told her would be under his front mat.

Sure enough the key was right where Jeb had promised it would be and in seconds Nancy was inside Jeb and Laura’s home.

“Hello.” Nancy called out as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her.

No answer.

Nancy hangs her coat and purse on the coat rack beside the front door and surveys the front room looking for a launching point for her attack on the work ahead of her. In minutes Nancy is in her element as she begins picking up various and sundry articles lying about the room. Carrying the dirty clothes into the laundry room, the dirty dishes into the kitchen and placing the trash into the large black plastic trash bag she found in what was obviously Laura’s cleaning supply cupboard under the kitchen sink.

With the laundry going and the dishwasher doing its best against what seemed like 4 or 5 day old dried caked on food debris on plates and utensils, Nancy turned her attention to the floors, first vacuuming the carpet, then mopping the vinyl floors and finally dusting what appeared to be at least a weeks worth of dust.

Nancy stopped for a moment to survey the work performed and smiled to herself, pleased with what she had accomplished. Glancing at her watch, it was 2 pm.

“Buzzzzzzzzzz” The sound startled Nancy. Oh that must be the dryer she thought to herself. Moving into the laundry room and removing the load from the dryer and replacing it with a load from the washer she grabbed the laundry basket and headed into the master bedroom to fold the load in there.

Opening up the door to the Master bedroom Nancy could tell by its nearly immaculate state that Jeb had not been in her since his wife died. It almost seemed like she was intruding into a sacred shrine as she walked into the room. Noting the order of things in the room Nancy was sure she was right, everything was put away and placed properly not slightly askew as a man would do. She sat on the end of the bed and began folding underwear, tee shirts, and pairing up socks first, then went over to the closet to look for hangers for the hanging clothes.

Quickly finding the hangers she needed Nancy makes short work of the hanging clothes and places them into the closet then begins opening dresser drawers to put Jeb’s undergarments away. As she opens the first drawer she finds Laura’s underwear drawer, but as she begins to close it back in as a strange object catches her eye.

Nancy stops dead in her tracks, never in her entire life has she seen anything like this before. Hesitantly she reaches out to touch the object and recoils backward as her fingertips touch the soft, almost skin-like phallus lying in Laura’s drawer. A thought runs through her mind to close the drawer but something inside her won’t let her shut the drawer.

There she stood transfixed by what was the largest dildo Nancy had ever seen. The thing looked so huge! And it had…it had BALLS!!! Again Nancy reached out and gently stroked the fleshy feeling surface of the dildo but this time she didn’t recoil backwards. She allowed the pads of her fingers to run over its length feeling what appeared to be life-like veins running just underneath what could only be called its skin.

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Road Trip Continued part IIAnd so my story continues…So there I am in the bathroom of the hotel with a ragging hard on thinking about cocks, cum, cock sucking wanting desperately to jack off and relieve myself. Then I think about Tom in the other room and how I would love for him to see just how turned on I am and whether he too may be turned on as well. Should I, no, maybe, why not, what do I have to lose? I tell myself, it’s now or never. I strip naked and step to the door ready to show Tom my hard cock and let him know I am available to do whatever he may like to do with me or let me do to him. I open the door and proudly walk into the bedroom and what do I see, but Tom naked on the bed, jacking his cock while reading from my forum magazine.Tom looks up and sees my ragging hard on and asks what took me so long and what have I been up to in the bathroom. I told him what I really wanted was to show him how turned on he made me and was wondering if he felt the same. He asked me to join him on the bed and kocaeli escort said he was there for the taking. I joined him on the bed and immediately starting blabbing about what I wanted to do with him and for him. Tom put his finger to my mouth to stop me from blabbing and simply pointed to his huge stiff cock and told me to go ahead and pleasure myself with his cock.I slid down the kingsize bed and found myself facing what I can only describe as one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen on film or in pictures. It must have been a good 8 inches long, thick and veiny, just like I imagined and his beautiful low hanging balls looked so inviting. I moved forward and took in the scent of his crotch and immediately felt my cock stiffen even further and a squirt of pre cum leak from my hard cock. Tom said, go ahead, you know what you want to do, suck my cock.I moved further down the bed and spread his legs and buried my face in his crotch and opened my mouth wide and began a trip to heaven. I sucked on kocaeli escort bayan each of his balls as he looked down at me with a smirk on his face. His balls were so big, I could only suck on one at a time. He groaned as I sucked harder and harder on each of his ponderous jewels and he grabbed me by the back of my head and jammed my face into his crotch as he humped his hips. I was possessed with Tom’s beautiful cock, balls and scent. I wanted nothing more than to please him and myself. Tom parted his legs further exposing his taint and ass, I took that as a signal and ventured further down to his taint and to the very top of his asshole. I have always loved tonguing my girl friend’s asshole and have been with girls who returned the favor. I pushed his legs further back and started tonguing her sweet asshole with my face buried in his balls taking in the scent of his cock and ass. I was in heaven, this is where I was meant to be and what I was meant to be doing, tonguing ass and sucking cock. My head izmit escort was swirling, I was dizzy with lust, my cock was leaking pre cum, I was humping the bed, I wanted nothing more at the moment but to please Tom.As I was tonguing Tom’s asshole and fucking it with my long tongue, he was stroking his big dick and calling me a fucking ass eating whore. I loved being called that and still do to this day. He told me to move up to his cock and suck him. I reluctantly moved up to his cock which by this time was leaking precum like a fountain right down to his beautiful balls. I started licking the precum from his balls, up his shaft and finally to the crown of his gorgeous cock. His crown was huge, wide and beautifully contoured. I could only imagine what a great popping sound it would make as is popped in and out, in and out, in and out of my warm wet inviting mouth. I was soon to find out. But I found to position awkward and asked Tom if we could take a different position so I would have better access to his cock. I laid on my back with my head hanging over the side of the bed and asked Tom to come fuck my face. He joyfully agreed and it was at that point I took his full 8 inches in my mouth and down my throat.To be continued…

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Fucked by a masked intruder ( Rêves)I installed a hidden camera in the mirror above my bed for reasons which I will get into. I began noticing things were happening to me one morning I woke up and my panties were crumpled up at the foot of my bed under the sheets. I recalled taking a bath the night before and picking out a comfortable sexy pair of black lacy panties. Panties was all I was wearing when I went to bed and I was 100% sure of it. When I pulled back my blankets to find my panties I noticed my sheet had what looked like a cum stain on it. I thought to myself that was odd since i had not been with anyone for a while and my sheets were clean. When I sat up to put my panties back on I noticed my pussy was a little wet and sore. It was not a bad sore but it felt like I had been fucking someone, although I knew I had not. I brushed it off and just figured I must have got hot or uncomfortable in the night and took off my panties. Who knows? I considered maybe I even masturbated in my sleep. Anything is possible I guess. I go through my morning regime getting ready for work and while in the shower I I was washing my pussy and noticed a couple of little bruises on my inner thigh that looked like thumb prints. I had not been drinking or anything and I could not place how this happened. I assumed maybe the equipment at the gym rubbed me there. I continue to get ready for work and I arrive at the apartments where I work in the office. I mention this mornings finding to my co worker She replies that maybe someone sneaked in my house while I was sleeping and fucked me. We laughed so hard at the idea but I have to admit that it did turn me on to think about it. I dismissed thinking about it the rest of the day and went home as per my normal routine.That night I bathed and made a point to put on a pair of sexy pink panties. The panties again was all I was wearing. I thought about this intruder coming and watching me sleep and maybe jacking off on me as I lay there. Would he like these sexy panties? Wow! The idea was really starting to excite me actually. I thought about it that night as I drifted off to sleep. In the morning i awoke to find my panties off again but this time they were gone, not in the bed, not under the bed, not the hamper, dresser drawer, floor, nowhere to be found. I know for a fact I had them on at bedtime.I always have a habit of when I go to bed to make a conscious decision to wear, or not wear panties. This is because when I was married there was a rule with my husband and I that if I did not have panties on that it was fair game to fuck me while I slept. Or it was allowed wake me up in the morning by licking my pussy or putting dick in me, I love it. Usually though I was the blowjob alarm clock as that is almost always how the mornings would start. If I had panties on the rule was that the pussy is off limits. Did every couple have that rule? I really love starting the day with sex. I like it at lunch and dinner too and before bed. Well I am truly a hyper sexual nympho so I do not know what regular people do. At this time while I was losing my panties as I slept I had been single for a while. I was living completely alone so it did not matter if I wore panties or not but I knew when I did. I was not dating or fucking anyone at all. I was tired of not being with anyone and I did want to wake up with a hard cock in my mouth. So I thought I may just be so horny that I am taking my panties off in the night and masturbating. Unable to find my panties I kind of dismiss it as I may be losing my mind. I began to really get excited about the idea of this intruder coming in the night and fucking me. After all, my sleep did not feel interrupted. I was waking up refreshed, despite the mind fuck of not being able to find my panties. I gathered myself together that morning and headed to the shower. I noticed this time as I was washing that I had three little hickeys around my right breast above my nipple. OK, now there was absolutely bursa escort no explanation of how those hickeys got there. When I arrived at work that day I decided against telling my coworker this time as certainly she would find me crazy. Especially since it was turning me on so much I wanted to keep it to myself. Also I was afraid she may report it or tell someone. Honestly if this was happening to me I did not want my intruder caught yet . After all I wasn’t being hurt or forced. I can’t even say that is was against my will at this point as I was starting to enjoy the idea.I got home from work and tried once more to find my pink panties but to no avail. I bathed got ready for bed and this time i did not have panties or anything on. I was almost hoping in a way that my intruder would come in. I drifted off to sleep and woke up in the same position I fell asleep in . I did not have that freshly fucked feeling today. I was really kind of disappointed to tell the truth. I went to get on my phone and check my messages. When I unlocked my phone it opened to a porn site and a video began to play. It was a male figure in all black with a full mask on licking pussy. The scene was close up of this man in a ski mask pulled up at the bottom for his mouth and tongue to access some lucky woman’s pussy. All I could see of the woman was her legs spread open, as was her pussy as he licked it. I could see his tongue from under the ski mask licking and sucking her clit as he fingered her pussy. He was really into it as I am sure she had to be enjoying it, I would have loved it. I turned up the volume but there was no sound. I would be moaning with delight if it was me I thought. It looked so good the way he ran his tongue all through her pussy, soft like and kissing it, making it so wet. I zoomed in the video to get a closer look and I realized the pussy looked a lot like mine. Hers was same way I trim mine as I leave a little patch when I shave. She had the same patch and I could see her legs were white like mine. What a coincidence a Caucasian girl getting her pussy licked so nice. I did wish it was me. I took another look before the video ended after about 15 mins . Then I noticed she had the same little thumb print bruises on her inner thigh that I did from the other morning. Also I wondered why that video was on my phone as I had not been looking at porn. I assumed that I must have accidentally clicked on it at some point or I do have a friend who sends me videos sometimes so maybe that was it. I texted my friend and asked if they sent me a video and they replied they did not. So I sent them the video and they asked”who was the dude in the mask eating my pussy?” “Ha ha” I said It wasn’t me but I wished it was and we both could agree it certainly looked like me. The little thumbprint bruises is what puzzled me more. What are the odds of us both having those little thumbprint bruises? Is that a trend now? Is it an indicator that one has been fucked hard? Although I did not have the freshly fucked feel I did feel good. My pussy was so wet I felt like I had an orgasm. I figured I must have been so wet because I was so turned on by the video and the thought of how she looked like me.Oh well I thought what a coincidence indeed. It was my day off so I thought I would go out and buy a hidden cam that I can install in my room to see if maybe there is something to these nightly sex escapades I am imagining. I really felt crazy but I could not help it. Something compelled me to install this camera.Besides I thought it will come in handy when I start dating again to make some videos. I find a good cam at an electronics store that was easy to install and place in the mirror above my bed. That night I bathe and get into bed again without panties on again this time. The hidden camera has a sensor that begins to record when movement is detected. I tested it before I went to sleep, I got a sex toy out, a big purple vibrator and I turned it on and played with my pussy. bursa escort bayan I brought myself a very nice pussy pulsing orgasm. I was still so turned on by the thought of my intruder. I wanted him to come in and eat my pussy like the girl in the video. I wanted fucked hard and to get more little bruises and hickeys. On the flip side though I thought I am totally crazy and should not ever tell anyone about this. I checked and my camera did catch me masturbating with a very nice webcam style view. That turned me on too and I longed for my intruder to come in the night. I went to sleep confident that whatever was happening I would catch with my new cam. The next morning I awoke and eagerly checked my camera and nothing happened, there was no footage, absolutely nothing. I got up out of bed honestly very disappointed. I was sure at that point that I was imagining things and my mind was playing tricks on me. I went to go to the shower and on the floor by my bedroom door was my sexy pink panties that had been missing. I knew they were not there before and when I picked them up they looked like they had been tore off as one side was completely ripped. I was wearing them when I went to bed that particular night when they disappeared,, and they were practically brand new before they got lost. I refused to give it much more thought as maybe my panties got caught in the wash and I missed it somehow. I thought really must be losing my mind by now.Days went on and turned into night with no signs of my intruder. No activity was on my camera and I no longer had my little bruises and hickeys. Also my panties were not disappearing off of me. I really was disappointed but I figured my imagination went a little wild. As time passed I put the incidents out of my mind. Then one day I woke up and my computer was open to the camera software and there was activity. I didn’t remember checking it before I went to bed, in fact I quit checking and almost forgot I had installed the hidden cam. It showed there was 15 mins of activity recorded. I clicked on it and could believe my eyes. There was my intruder standing over fully dressed in black with a ski mask on. Sticking out visible from under his black attire I could see his very hard cock aimed at me. As he stood over me he began to gently pull my blankets off me. He ran his fingers through my hair and pushed it back out of my face and began stroking his cock as he stood over me. Then he took one of my legs then the other and spread them open. He continues stroking his cock over me and let out a quiet little sound of relief as he shot his load all over my pussy between my spread out legs. Then the video stopped and that was it. As crazy as it sounds I was so excited, I loved it. I wanted more, I wanted him to come back every night and do more things to me. I was really wishing I would wake up when it happened. He was so quiet and careful that if it was not for the video cam I would have never known he was there.Time continued to pass and every night I would anticipate my intruder coming in the night and having his way with me. It had been a while and I was beginning to think he was not coming back. Honestly I was hoping he was okay and nothing happened to him. I wanted so much for him to come back. Then one morning I woke up and checked my cam surveillance and I had a video of recorded activity. I was so excited. It was him again dressed in all black with only his solid hard cock sticking out. Again he stood over me rubbing my nipples as he stroked his cock. Then he blew his load all over my sleeping face this time. He was so quick and quiet again. I would never known he was there other than the video and my face was a little sticky. I began staying up late hoping to catch him in the act but I am such a hard sleeper. I am not good at staying up late either. One morning I get up and notice my camera caught footage. There was my intruder again standing over with rock hard cock in hand and stroking over me. escort bursa I had my sexiest lacy red panties on and pulls back my blankets and tears off my sexy panties, sniffs them through his mask and puts them in his pocket. He pulls up his mask a little as he opens my legs. Then he spits on my pussy and begins rubbing my clit getting me super wet. He opens my pussy lips and begins licking. He was really giving a good tongue lashing as he puts one finger in my pussy and one in my ass, licking me like crazy. He then puts me on my side and fucks me from behind. He was holding my thigh with one hand and the other hand he has gripping my throat from behind me. When he was about to cum he pulled out and shot cum all over my sleeping body. How could I not wake up for this? I was so excited and disappointed at the same time. I loved it but wanted so bad to be awake and enjoy all the things he was doing to me.At this point I was eager as I wanted to taste his cock and enjoy swallowing all of his cum. I wanted to slide my tongue up and down all over his cock, I wanted to suck his balls while he jacked off. I know this is crazy but I was starting to fall in love with him and I had no idea who he was. In fact I had no idea what he looked like, how old he was or anything. I wanted to suck his cock so bad and be awake to enjoy it and really taste it. I wanted to make it the wettest sloppiest blowjob ever to have his cum fill my mouth and throat until drips down my chin. He must have read my mind because the next time he arrived he wasted no time opening my mouth and shoving his cock deep in my throat. As he throat fucked me I was gagging and gasping. Again why did I not wake up? I wanted so bad to enjoy the flavor of his cock deep in my throat. He pulled out of my throat and shot cum all over my face again. I guess he didn’t want me to choke on his cum, how thoughtful.These encounters continued and every night I would try to stay up, I drank coffee, energy drinks and did everything I could to stay awake but could not catch him no matter what. I would be so excited to get up check my surveillance and watch the video he would leave me. Night after night he would have his way with me as I slept.Then one night it finally happened. I was sleeping good and suddenly woke myself up with a scream He had me on my side again but I was in pain. I feel his throbbing cock slowly making his way into my ass. I had never had anal sex before, I had made small attempts but could not get past the pain. I loved when he put his finger in my ass I could handle that apparently but I had not had a cock fully in my ass like that before. Slowly he penetrated my ass, he knew I was awake as he covered my mouth with his hand as I screamed. I wanted him to stop it hurt so bad but at the same time I liked it. I kind of tried to get out of it but he had me pinned down where I could not move. I actually tried to fight back but he had such a strong hold on me . I had to just take his cock pressing way into my ass and endure it. I tried to relax a little but it hurt so bad. He thrust his hard cock into my ass I would scream and he would clamp down on my mouth with his strong hand. When he came to a climax he warned me he was about to cum in my ass. I was so relieved as I felt his warm cum begin to fill my ass I was able to calm a little. Then he began fingering my pussy and made me cum harder than I ever came before. My pussy pulsed so hard. My legs were shaking and my pussy was so hot and wet. He still had his finger in my pussy and one hand around my throat. After my orgasm I twisted around and was able to reach his face. I pulled his mask off to see his face. It was my Scooby Doo moment to unveil my mystery man. It turns out he was a former student of mine from a while back when I was teaching French at the local high school. He had been gone a while and I really did not think I would see him again since we lost contact. There he was and I had forgot that he had a key as he used to come over for French lessons after school. We would also meet for extra curricular activities.Wow what a surprise to me! Well that is one way to make up for lost time. I guess I got the lesson this time.C’ est la vie!

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I gave myself a trim after my shower last night, my little garden had become overgrown and tangled, and as I expect you home soon my love I wanted to be sure everything was neat for you. I’ve not taken everything off as I want you to have the fun of shaving me when you’re here, but things had got a little too far out of control, which makes you cross, and I want our first night back together to be full of love, after that I might have to be naughty though.

I gather my little scissors and mirror and wander naked to my bed, where I had spread a towel ready. Water is still dripping from my hair, down my neck and over the swell of my breasts where drops form on the tips of my tight nipples before rolling off and hitting my smooth thighs. My skin feels tingly in the cool of the air after having the hot water pummeling my body for such a long time. I love baking hot showers, I like scrubbing every inch of me to make my skin smooth and red, like I’ve been spanked all over, and then rubbing the silky shower gel over it, soothing and caressing my skin. I like to feel the soft weight of my breasts in my hands and then run my fingers over my nipples and tweak them. This time I’d been restrained and hadn’t used the shower head on my clit when I started getting kurtköy escort horny, I had decided to tease myself like you do before allowing myself to cum.

I have to use a mirror when I trim my garden to make sure I get everything neat, but it has the delicious added bonus of being able to watch as I uncover my hidden delights. I sit on my bed with the mirror between my legs and start at the top, clipping away the dark curls, leaving just a short cropped lawn. I work down and soon I’m reaching my favorite part, but before I go near my clit I make myself work down further, trimming all the way down either side and right to the back. Reaching the awkward bits means I have to lift my bottom up, exposing my back hole like a dirty slut begging to be fucked there. My fingers brush across my little rosebud, but that’s not the fun I’m going to have tonight. Finally I allow myself to clip away at the bush that’s hiding my favorite little button, which by now is throbbing in anticipation.

I brush away the last of the loose hairs and pull my lovely pink lips apart, they’re already glistening and wet, and my clit is bright and engorged, just begging me to touch it. I make myself wait though, and just look at it as I tweak and twist my nipples aydıntepe escort and stroke my skin, touching everywhere but there.

I love feeling so exposed, I fantasize about being watched as I do this, imagining people admiring my pretty pussy and taking photos of it as I hold it open for all to see.

Soon I have to give in and brush the tip of my clit ever so gently with a finger, before delving down to seek out the source of the wetness that’s dribbling out of my hole. I spread my juices all over my expectant pussy lips and clit, going back for more the sight of my fingers sliding inside me turns me on so much and I use my other hand to continue playing with my clit with little circular motions as I watch my fingers explore the inside of my pussy, feeling the wet, warm walls stretch when I push against them and feeling my pussy expand as my fingers push into it.

My clit wants more though so I grab my lovely pink vibrator and turn it on. I choose a low setting to start with and touch the tip to the tip of my now desperate clit. Oh! Its like an electric shock, making me whimper in pleasure as I slide it down so the tip is throbbing just inside me and the shaft is pressed against my clit. I slide it up and down, dipping tuzla içmeler escort deeper in to my hot wet hole each time, little by little, all the way in, all the way out, so my clit gets the full thrill of the buzz from the end every time, until I can feel its bent tip deep against the wall of my pussy. I turn it up to get faster, stronger vibrations deep inside me as I rub my clit, she’s firm and erect, which makes me think about your cock and how much I’d love to have it in front of me right now.

I’d kiss it and rub my pussy juices all over it but I wouldn’t be able to hold off from fucking you for very long. The thought of your beautiful cock sliding into me, stretching me and filling me up almost tips me over the edge and I have to thrust my pink vibrator deep into my pink wet pussy, my finger franticly playing with my clit, imaging that its your cock inside me, pulsing and throbbing as you reach your orgasm. As I come it feels like an explosion going off inside me, echoing through my bones and making my whole body shake.

I lie there for a few minutes enjoying the last involuntary spasms that take me by surprise when I move my fingers lazily across my clit. Eventually I slide my toy out of my spent pussy and admire the creamy sticky mess I have made on it before licking it clean, wishing it was your tongue and fingers and cock I’m tasting my sweet juices on. Finally I put my toy to one side and curl up to go to sleep, drifting off to dreams of having your arms around me once more.

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An Eye For EyeDelete An Eye For EyeJohn Lawson was in jail, charged with r****g his daughter’s best friend, Janice Beadrum. As if the charge of forcibly r****g a minor was not bad enough, for John it was even worse, because Janice was white and he was black. The trial was scheduled to start in a week. John’s daughter Nicole was frantic. She knew that the sex between her father and her best friend had been consensual, but there was not the slightest chance that Janice would admit to that, for fear of her parents finding out the truth. Nicole felt that the only thing that could save her father would be if the truth was revealed. Somehow, it would have to come from Janice. Obviously, the court would not believe John. Under this backdrop, the 17-year-old approached Janice’s father behind her friend’s back. She sought him out where he worked. Sitting in his office, Nicole told Peter the story of how it was not true that her father had ****d his (Peter’s) daughter and, if the truth were told, the real facts were that Janice seduced John, not the other way around. Peter listened with seeming patience as the young black beauty explained the facts to him, as she knew them. Although Nicole had no way of knowing, her problem was not in convincing Peter what had really happened, but in trying to change his mindset; for although John was charged with forcible ****, Peter did indeed know the truth. And it was the truth that infuriated him! The unfortunate fact was that Peter was prejudiced against blacks, and in his mind, because Janice had sex with that black bastard, John deserved to go to prison. In Peter’s twisted thinking, it was John who was at fault for making Janice want to have sex with a black guy. Moreover, he would pay for it dearly. Peter knew that John should not have been charged with forcible **** and he also realized that if he allowed Janice to tell the truth, like she had wanted to do, that John would probably only get a suspended sentence for ‘statutory ****’. However, Peter would not allow his daughter to tell the truth. He wanted revenge. As he talked to young Nicole, he slowly began to revise his thinking. He allowed his eyes to scamper admiringly over the young beauty’s body. He was impressed. This was some good-looking k**. His mind was plotting. He was really not gaining anything by allowing her father to be prosecuted, he thought. After all, all he was looking for was ‘an eye for an eye’. The seeds of lust began to stir. Maybe he could kill two birds with one stone. “Please, Mr. Beadrum,” she said passionately. “My dad, he don’t deserve to go to no jail.” When she was finished telling him everything that he already knew Peter sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. Nicole watched him silently, praying to herself that he would believe her and that he would force Janice to tell the truth. Finally, he answered, “An eye for an eye, Nikki. That’s what the bible says.” The youngster shook her head in exasperation and spoke with an almost desperate tone, “But he don’t do nothin’, sir. He … your daughter she … they did it together!” Peter did not respond immediately, purposely hoping to increase the 17-year-old’s apprehension. Then he said, “Listen Nikki; I like you and I’d like to help you; but I’m sorry girl, it just isn’t right. I mean, even if what you say is true, and I know that it isn’t…” “It isssss!!!” she interrupted. He continued, “Even if it is, why should your dad get away without paying? Like I said, an eye for an eye. If I were to make Janice say that she wasn’t forced, then he’d probably go free. But … but I’m her father, Nikki. How would that be justified? Where’s my eye for an eye, huh?” he said sternly, “Don’t I deserve equal justice?” Nicole slumped back, trying to come up with a further argument in her head. She was convinced that Peter was not completely unreasonable. If only she could convince him of the truth, she thought, she was sure that he would make Janice tell the truth. As she watched the grown-up, she saw his eyes moving over her face and body. Peter saw that Nicole was finally paying attention to his eyes running down her body. He had been waiting for this recognition. He spoke again, “Where’s my eye for an eye, Nikki? Your father ****d or … at the very least, had sex with my daughter. Where’s my eye for an eye?” “But…” she was pleading. “But don’t ya see? Sex… ! That’s all it was, was sex. Not ****!” “Sex with Janice, Nik. Your dad had sex with my daughter. What do I get?” As he asked this question, his eyes moved down to the youngster’s light brown crossed legs. The young girl watched the man’s eyes which were now looking intently at her knees and suddenly a twinkling of an idea began to form. Nicole could not be sure but maybe, just maybe, she could make a deal. “But Mr. Bea, he shouldn’tna hafta go to jail. Maybe … well, equal don’t hafta mean like for him to go to no jail … no sir! Equal would be like you, er, you do to him … his daughter, like he done did to yours,” she said nervously, not knowing how the straight-laced man would react. Her eyes dropped to the floor. Peter’s cock suddenly pushed up inside of his pants. His eyes moved up Nicole’s body and focused on the youngster’s face. She finally looked up from the floor and their eyes met and held. Both of their hearts were pounding fiercely; hers from apprehension and his because of his fear of the criminal nature of what he was thinking of doing. After a long thirty seconds, he responded, “Yeah, but I didn’t do to his daughter and he did do to mine, so that ain’t equal. Jail is justice!” Now it was her turn to hesitate. She tried to formulate the words in her head before she spoke, “C-couldn’t we … somehow … couldn’t we make it equal … eye for an eye … d-daughter for a, er, daughter?” she asked as her eyes dropped nervously back to the floor. Peter’s hard cock twitched in his pants. He had never had sex with a black girl and had always wanted to, and in the past year, he had found himself admiring young Nikki’s body whenever no one was paying attention to him. Even though she was the same age as Janice, Nicole was so much more physically gifted. In addition, she had a beauty to rival a young Alicia Keyes. “I could talk to Janice, I guess,” he offered. The young girl jumped at the opening, “Oh please, Mr. Bea. Please?” she pleaded. “And… ?” he asked directly. Nicole slowly sat back and brought her eyes up to meet his again, “Wh-whatever you, er, what … whatever!” “Close that door, Nikki,” he quietly asked of her. She was alongside of it and reached over and closed it softly. He spoke again, “This is more than ‘whatever’, isn’t it? Tell me what you want ‘whatever’ to mean. What do you think — Why do you think I should not let your dad go to jail?” Nicole was looking at him nervously, straight in the eyes, her tongue continuously licking to moisten her dry lips. “Er, what … well, er … He had your daughter — now you have his!” As Peter shifted in his seat, he felt the wetness in his pants. “Is that what you want Nikki?” She was not a virgin anymore anyway, she thought. If this is what it is going to take to get her father out of jail, so be it. “Yes sir,” she said softly. He was hot for this k**. At this moment, he wanted her more than anyone that he had ever wanted. “An eye for an eye?” he asked. Nicole nodded. Peter deliberately waited and then said, “You know … Jan told me it was a lot more than just plain sex. She said that your father, er, made her do, er, other things too.” The c***d’s eyes widened in suspicion, “Like what?” “Well,” he began, “She said that he forced his, er, thing into, er I’m not sure that you’ll understand, Nik. But Janice said that your dad put his thing in every … orifice, er, hole … in her body. Like in her mouth … her butt … beside the, er, other.” The girl’s whole body had tensed. She realized what he was saying. She had given head to her boyfriend Basil. As a matter of fact, she actually enjoyed doing it. If she had to it to Mr. Beadrum, that was acceptable. However, she had never allowed Basil to fuck her in her ass. In fact, before she finally gave her ‘cherry’ to Basil, he had wanted to put it into her ass, but she had vehemently refused. Now Jan’s father was saying that he wanted to do it all. Peter remained quiet, watching the c***d and awaiting her reaction. It was not true that Janice had said she had done those things, but he suspected that Nicole wouldn’t have any way of knowing that. However, he couldn’t be sure that she fully understood what he had suggested. After what was only a minute, but seemed like much longer, the young girl finally nodded her head gently as she whispered, “You’ll make Jan tell the truth? That daddy didn’t force her?” she asked. Peter nodded, “I’ll make sure that your father doesn’t stay in jail,” he agreed. She looked him directly in the eyes and took a deep breath. Then, as she let out her breath, she whispered, “Okay!” Peter felt his stomach flip and a skipped beat in his chest. He looked at the clock on his computer. It read 4:17 PM. He instructed Nikki to open the door. As she stood to comply, he spoke softly, “How, when … How are you gonna — I mean, when…” It was his turn to stammer now. After she opened the door, she remained standing. “I’m … I been stayin’ at my house alone since daddy’s been in jail. Mama’s been doing … well, she’s either not home or too far out of it to know where I am.” “Could you … er … tonight?” She managed a weak smile as if to answer affirmatively. Peter’s mind was racing. How would he get away from his family without arousing suspicion? Where could he meet Nicole? Surely, he would not go into her neighborhood. Moreover, where would he take her? “Can you get to the mall tonight at 9?” he asked. She nodded, “Yeah … yes sir.” “You know the pet store at the end?” he asked. When she nodded, he continued, “Can you be around by the side at 9?” “Yeah, um-hm,” she replied. “You sure of all of this?” he asked. Again Nicole nodded affirmatively and asked, “You promise ’bout my dad, right?” “You keep your end of the bargain, I’ll keep mine, okay?” Then he stood to indicate their meeting was over. She whispered, “Okay,” and turned to leave. As she walked away, he let his eyes move over her butt as he thought to himself, ‘I’m going to fuck that!’ He felt a rush throughout his body. After she left his office Peter reflected on what had transpired between him and young Nicole. He tried to come to grips with what was happening. He realized the craziness and dangers, but he ignored those realities. The thought of having sex with the young, black, 14-year old beauty just clouded all rational thought. He called his home and spoke to his wife Martha, telling her that he had to make an emergency trip to the firm’s upstate office and that he would not be home that night. He left his office at 6:30 PM and made a special trip to the d**g Emporium. There he found what he knew he must have to help complete his plan. Next, he drove along the highway for about 20 minutes before he found a motel. He went inside and paid for a room and got his key. Next, he went out to a restaurant to dine alone. Chapter 2 » When Peter was pulling up at the side of the pet store. In the darkness, what stood out the most was the whiteness in her eyes and the beautiful teeth that nervously flashed a smile of recognition as he pulled the car alongside the curb. Nicole opened the door on the passenger side and slid inside, smiling at him. “Hi, Mr. Bea,” she said softly. Although she was terribly frightened, the youngster didn’t show her fears. She had fought with herself for hours. She had kept telling herself that she had to go through with this to save her father. Not wanting to be noticed by anyone, Peter immediately pulled the car away from the curb and drove directly away from the area. When he reached the highway, he began to talk to the c***d, “You’re still sure Nikki, right?” “Y-yeah, yes,” she replied. “You want — it’s what you want, right? You want to do all this, right?” “Yeah, I do,” she lied. He was then moving easily along the highway. He had maneuvered the car into the right lane and was now cruising along. It was at this point that Peter finally was able to turn and look at her. As he turned, he took a sudden intake of breath. In the few seconds that he was permitted to take his eyes off the road, his eyes moved from her face to her chest. The youngster was wearing a low cut blouse that clung to her, and he could see the c***d’s budding flesh. Nicole did not have a bra on. Then his eyes moved instinctively to her legs and it was at that point that his breath held. The hem of her skirt was at least six inches above her knees. Peter’s cock was as hard as a rock inside of his pants. He could not believe that this young black beauty was going to be his. “An eye for an eye,” he whispered as he turned his view to the road. Nicole tensed at his words, realizing what the consequences were going to be. Peter drove into the motel lot and pulled the car directly into the vicinity of his room number. It was dark and there was nobody walking around the area. “Here we are Nik. Are you still sure, hon?” The youngster swallowed, and then nodded gamely. “Let’s go,” he said as he got out of the car. She alighted from the other side as he came around the car and joined her. He took her hand in his and led her to the room. At the door, he inserted the key and had the youngster enter in front of him. Peter turned on the light and closed the door behind them. They both stood momentarily frozen on the spot. Their hearts were pounding and Nicole’s legs were shaking. He gently took her by the elbow and led her to the bed. They stood facing each other at the side of the bed and after a long moment he whispered, “Stay here a second, sweetie,” he said, as he moved away. First, he turned on the lamp by the bed. There were different degrees of brightness and he switched it to its dimmest. Then he hurried back to the door and switched off the overhead light. Now the room was in semi-darkness. He walked back to the youngster. Once more, they faced each other. Peter looked down at the c***d’s soft beauty and he could read the fear on her face and see her lips quivering. He reached out and gently grabbed her shoulders. He could feel her trembling. Nicole thought that Peter was going to kiss her, but he surprised her, as he turned her around facing the bed and stood behind the c***d. His eyes ran hungrily over her shapely body from behind, fascinated by her hourglass figure. Then he moved in closer, putting his hands on her waist and bringing his mouth to her neck. He kissed the c***d’s flesh with his open mouth and she felt a chill pass through her body. “Nikki baby,” he whispered, “You’re so hot!” His hands moved from her waist around to her front, as his throbbing prick pressed against her butt. His hands cupped her breasts and he immediately felt the nipples pressing firmly into his palms. “Mmmmmmmm…” she murmured. Peter had been sure that she had not been wearing a bra and now that was confirmed. Her soft tits felt wonderful in his hands as he gently squeezed them. He continued to kiss her neck, his hot open mouth sucking and his tongue tasting the young flesh. The tightness in his cock was almost painful. He was on fire. Nicole moaned at the pleasurable sensations that the grown up man was causing in her. As his lips tasted her neck, his hands moved from her mounds to the bottom of her blouse and began lifting it upward. She lifted her arms to allow him to take it up over her head and off her body. He tossed it aside and again bent and kissed her neck from behind, while at the same time his hands were moving quickly to the button and zipper at the side of her skirt. Nicole’s heart felt like it was going to come through her chest. She kept her eyes closed as Janice’s father’s mouth licked and kissed her neck; her legs became wobbly as he opened her skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. Then he stepped back a foot or so and allowed his hungry eyes to feast upon the nearly completely naked brown body as she stood with her back to him. “Take your shoes off and stay awhile,” he joked. Nicole automatically kicked off her shoes; the only clothing that was left on her was her panties. Peter eagerly pushed his hands inside the elastic and pushed the c***d’s panties down her long legs. When they had reached down past her knees, she worked them down to her ankles and kicked them off. He straightened up and again stood behind, and admired, her hot looking body. Soon enough, he would be enthralled with her from the front. This would probably be the only time that he truly appreciated her from the rear, and since she was the first black that he ever saw naked, he wanted to appreciate every inch of this beauty. His fingers automatically and hurriedly stripped his clothing away, dropping his jacket, shirt, pants and underwear by the shoes and socks that he had quickly removed. All the while his eyes feasted on the sight of the hourglass figure and the delicious looking brown skin on the perfectly rounded cheeks of her beautiful ass. His cock was twitching of its own accord. The girl was an absolute stunner. He wanted desperately to savor this beauty. He had secretly wanted her for some time now, but had never admitted it to himself. Peter moved closer to the c***d from behind, but instead of looking to ravage her immediately, he wanted to touch and feel her body against his. Nicole felt the man’s naked skin press against hers and she nervously tensed. Then he moved his hands so very slowly yet eagerly all over her youthful body; first onto her waist, and then gently downward over her hips. Strange sensations began to course through her. His fingers gently grabbed the soft flesh of her buttocks, squeezing softly, savoring the touch. From her buttocks he rubbed back over her hips to her stomach, still rubbing gently. His mouth began to nuzzle her neck, shoulder and ear. The heat from the c***d’s body had him inflamed. Nicole was moaning from his manipulations. Both of them were breathing erratically as his hands moved up and covered the flesh of her twin mounds of young tit-flesh. The lust that had built up in him was now at a point where nothing at all mattered but this c***d. From behind, he was pressed up tightly against her as his hands and fingers squeezed and released her breasts. The nipples were now rock hard and pushing into his palms. His mouth continued slobbering hotly on her young flesh. “Mmmmmmmm!” he moaned into her neck as his crotch began pushing against her. He wanted to get his cock between her thighs. His hips were rotating and pushing into the young girl. She felt so exciting to him. She was his! He was going to fuck her! Peter whispered in her ear, “Eye for an eye, hon?” Nicole stiffened. She was brought back to reality with his words. She thought fleetingly of trying to back out, but she told herself that wasn’t at all possible. “Yeah,” she answered him. Suddenly Peter was giving her instructions. “Put yourself forward on the side of the bed Nikki. Leave your beautiful ass out for me, okay?” “I … I … I ca-can’t Mr. Bea … it’s … please, not that… ,” she heard him shuffling behind her. He had bent down and picked up his jacket from the floor. From the inside pocket he withdrew his purchase from the d**g Emporium; a tube of K-Y Jelly. “Lay forward hon. It’s okay … I got something so it won’t hurt. Lay down…” As he spoke, he was pushing her gently so that she lowered her arms and belly onto the side of the bed. When she lowered herself, she pulled a pillow over, to rest her face on, and her knees dangled almost to floor level. Once Nicole was in that vulnerable position Peter stood up straight again, looking down at her; a feeling of total lust driving his actions. The sight of this gorgeous young black teen in such a submissive position was having a wild effect on him. He was speaking gently as his eyes looked wildly at the inviting cheeks. “That’s it Nikki, that’s it baby. Stay … stay there hon…” he was saying as he pushed the jelly from the tube onto his fingers. Suddenly, he lowered himself to a kneeling position alongside of the girl. His left hand placed the tube of K-Y on the floor and then moved back up slowly over the soft round flesh of Nicole’s buttocks, rubbing tenderly until it reached the crack. Just as gently he pulled the crack apart and his completely lubricated fingers of his right hand moved to her tight, untouched rosebud. “You make me so horny,” Peter whispered. A high-pitched gasp of surprise escaped Nicole when he slowly but forcefully shoved his forefinger into her asshole. Her whole body suddenly tensed and her abdominal muscles tightened. Her hands gripped at the bedspread. “Relax — relax Nikki. It’ll make it so much easier if you do,” he urged. “I promise — you need to relax hon, relax.” Nicole let out her breath, forcing her mind to relax her body. Peter suddenly found his forefinger moving all the way up into the c***d’s tight hole. After a pause, he slowly eased his forefinger completely out. Then, he gently pushed in his middle finger, as that finger was also loaded with K-Y. Again, she relaxed. The finger inside her felt funny but it was not hurting. Peter fingered the youngster’s ass deliberately, roaming around the tight hole. He ever so gently moved it back and then pushed it back in; out and in, out and in. He noticed that her ass seemed to be responding to his hand. It opened slightly and seemed to draw him in deeper and deeper. ‘Oh, ‘ he thought, ‘so she likes it in the asshole, does she, the little bitch! Look at her opening up! Well, I’ll give her something in her asshole, if she wants it!’ he laughed to himself. While he was doing this with his right hand, his left hand left her crack temporarily and retrieved the K-Y from the floor and brought the open tube up to the c***d’s ass. While Peter’s finger continued pushing in and out of the youngster’s ass, he squeezed gobs of jelly within the crack, just above where his finger was penetrating. Then his fingers slipped out temporarily to get some more jelly. Soon he was loading up her anal canal with the K-Y. Peter then moved his body behind the c***d. His cock was throbbing. He was more than ready to fuck her in the ass. He was frantic with lust. He hurriedly moved his crotch to her buttocks. His finger was still inside her well-greased hole. His free hand was again parting her crack as he pushed the head of his cock right alongside his penetrating finger. Nicole’s heart was pounding wildly now, knowing that she was about to be sodomized. Peter’s left hand held her crack apart. He pulled his finger from her hole and his right hand now opened her ass crack from the other side while his fingers guided his rock hard cock between his thumbs. Then he was against the hot greased tightness. Nicole tensed her whole body as she felt the head of his prick at the entrance of her asshole. “Relax, baby. Relax,” he was coaxing as he pushed into her. “Unnnnn!” Peter grunted, forcing his hips down. For a second Peter thought his cock would bend, that the young girl’s asshole was just too tight for his big prick. But then his cock-head slipped into her asshole and he felt her stretching around the shaft of his prick. kurtköy escort “AAAHH!” she cried out as the head managed to make its way into her hole. Peter pulled his hands away from her as he laid his body on the c***d’s back. Then his hands were reaching around and under her to cup her breasts, while at the same time he forced his cock deeper into her rebelling insides. As his cock settled in, he could push more of the red-hot shaft into her ass, and with a few pumps he was able to bury the full length into the trembling girl’s asshole. “Tight! Your ass is so tight!” he hissed, shoving the shaft of his cock into the teenager’s ass, then resting there. Her ass cheeks were a smooth cushion for him each time he pushed his hips down, sinking his cock in Nicole’s butt. Peter had always loved fucking women in the ass, but no woman he had ever fucked in this fashion before had turned him on as much as he was now with this young black beauty. Nicole could feel her ass cheeks being spread wide apart as the man’s cock lanced into her, sinking into her ass until his cum churning balls slapped heavily against her cunt-lips. Each time he bore relentlessly into her, her hipbones instinctively pushed back, as the man penetrated into her, driving his cock full-length into her ass. “NOO … oh no … It h-hu-hurts OHH! Stoppppp … ooo please, please stop…” she pleaded. Unfortunately for Nicole, there was no stopping Peter now. In the past he had said things like wanting to ‘rip a new asshole out’ for some girl or other, but now he was literally doing it, as his cock was stretching her insides to the point where she was bleeding from being ripped apart by him. Nicole was burning with searing pain as he was fucking violently in and out of the c***d’s ass. His hands were roughly squeezing on her tits and nipples as he frantically pumped his body into hers. “Oh, what an ass baby … oooo … goooood oh oh oh oh…” He was oh’ing with every forceful thrust, and with each push the c***d winced and yelped in pain. “AAAAH AAAAH AAAAAH!” Nicole was crying hard. Her hands were grasping and pulling at the bedspread on either side of her body. She began garbling into the pillow and her teeth clenched tightly because of the wild burning pain. Her asshole felt like it was being ripped completely apart. “Uh!” Nicole gasped, feeling the breath being knocked from her lungs as Peter’s muscular body slammed down against her own. Her mind was spinning as she felt the long, thick cock sliding to and fro in her ass. The first sharp pangs of agony that had ripped through Nicole were gone now, though the throbbing in her asshole was a steady reminder of the pain she had initially felt. Now, each time the throbbing prick lanced into her asshole, Nicole was overpowered by a delicious combination of pain and pleasure, of being forced to have her ass cheeks spread wider apart than was comfortable and of being filled completely with a hot, hard cock that was lusty because of her own incredible physical charms. “So tight! So tight! So tight!” Peter chanted in Nicole’s ear as he heaved above her, driving his cock in and out of her butt, throwing his torso at her until he collided with her straining, wide-spread ass cheeks. Each time the man pushed the entire length of his cock into her ass, Nicole felt his body quivering with short jerks. She could tell that he was on the verge of literally going out of his mind with lust for her. Peter began pounding even harder and faster into the youngster’s ass. His cock was ready to burst inside her. Her tight channel was like a vice and he forced his cock to push all the way down. She was crying and babbling incoherently, begging desperately for him to stop. Her agony only inflamed his passions. “OHH OH BAAAABEEE. I-I’m OHHHHH!!!!” he cried out, as his juices began squirting inside of the girl’s rectum as he shoved forcefully with one last final thrust into her torn asshole. Totally spent, Peter collapsed on her back. Nicole just lay there crying beneath him. When his cock finally shrunk and softened, he pulled it from the young teen’s battered hole. “It’s okay, Nikki. It’s over now, hon. Get up on the bed all the way, sweetheart. Go ahead, hon,” he instructed as he raised himself to a standing position. Peter watched as she moved tentatively and gingerly up onto the bed. He heard her sobs as he walked away to the bathroom. He had only intended to piss but when he closed the door behind him, he suddenly felt dirty for sticking his cock into a black girl’s ass. He went into the shower to cleanse himself. Chapter 3 » When he returned to the room, he walked back to the bed where Nicole was lying on her side, her back to him. She was still sobbing but her crying had ceased. She was lying on top of the bedspread and he was again treated to the sight of the young teen’s naked black beauty from behind. He sat down on the side of the bed. “You okay?” he asked. Between sobs she answered, “Ya-yeah — I-I’m o-okay.” Peter laid his body on his side and pulled hers back until she was lying on her back alongside of him. His eyes widened. This youngster was a knockdown gorgeous female. Her body was already magnificent and went along perfectly with the Alicia Keyes’ beauty face. He put his hand to her cheek to brush away a tear that seeped from her eye. The pain she had experienced was still evident by the pained look on her face. Peter then moved his eyes down to the youngster’s bare breasts, which were the size of large oranges. Her areolas were pyramid-like, ending with protruding nipples. He moved his hand gently from her cheek to cover her breast furthest away from him. Nicole tensed momentarily; seemingly afraid of his touch and what he might do to her next. Then she relaxed slightly and he gently squeezed the c***d’s soft flesh. Soon, he felt stirrings in his loins again. “Why you hurt me, Mr. Bea?” she asked, sadly. He moved his eyes upward to meet hers, “I’m sorry Nikki, I didn’t — I didn’t really think that it would hurt you so much. I didn’t mean to hurt you, sweetheart.” “Yes you do!” she challenged. “You want to; I know.” Peter was slightly taken aback and then he remembered back. Suddenly, he realized that what she was accusing him of was probably true. Thinking back, he recalled that he had actually been enjoying her crying out in pain. Her cries had driven him to plow harder into the girl’s ass. Now he was sorry … totally sorry. He looked at the girl and wondered why he had done that in such a manner. She was so vulnerable and did not deserve his cruel treatment. “I … I’m sorry,” he said to the c***d in a barely audible whisper. Nicole continued to lie there while his hand continued squeezing her breast. She hated him for what he did but there wasn’t anything that she could do about it. “No you not Mr. Bea! You not,” she said. The hurt in her young eyes was tearing at his conscience. She was right about him wanting to hurt her, but she was wrong in thinking that he was not sorry, because he was. Totally sorry! Peter kept massaging her breast. He leaned forward and allowed his lips to kiss the brown flesh of her other breast, the one nearest to him. This movement caused his cock to push against her bare hip, as their naked bodies came closer together. The warmth of Nicole’s flesh was arousing him all over again. His lips gently kissed around the mound of her flesh. “I’m sorry, Nikki baby. I am — really!” he murmured into her soft skin. He felt her hand move to the back of his neck. Her fingers teased at the nape and his arousal was becoming stronger. “You not Mr. Bea. You hurt me bad. I’m sore, man. You — I know you not sorry,” she declared. By now, Peter was pressing his hardened cock into her hip and then pulling back. He was in a nearly full-alert stage. His hand was squeezing with more tension while his face was moving harder into her breast. His cock was rock solid. Pleasurable sensations were beginning to build within him as his mouth then moved over the young teen’s nipple. He eagerly parted his lips, opened his mouth and pushed it over her brown flesh, taking her tit deep within his sucking orifice. He was humming as he licked and sucked, while at the same time his cock was fucking into the girl’s hip. Peter removed his hand from her breast and quickly moved it down her quivering body, down to the top part of the youngster’s pussy mound. Nicole’s whole body tightened and she clamped her legs together. By this time, his mouth had again pulled off her tit and had begun licking and kissing at her under-mound and stomach. “No, Mr. Bea. No. No more. Stop!” she said, forcefully. He continued kissing and licking her brown flesh. She tasted so good. He was trying to push his hand into her pussy, but her thighs remained tightly pressed together. “No, Mr. Bea, no. You goan hurt me again. No!” Peter pulled his mouth off the c***d’s flesh only far enough to speak. “No Nikki I … I won’t. It won’t hurt; I promise.” “Please Mr. Bea don’t. You said it wouldn’t hurt before, but it did. You wanted to hurt me.” In spite of her words, sensations were starting to flash through her. “I-I’m sorry Nikki; I didn’t want to hurt you,” he lied. “I’m sorry baby. I really am,” he whispered into her belly and his tongue again licked at her vibrant flesh. “I’m still sore — so sore,” she said verbally, but her body was betraying her by squirming involuntarily under the ministrations of his lips and tongue. “I’m sorry,” he said as he continued kissing and touching the youngster. He sensed that her body was beginning to respond. Suddenly she whispered, “Kiss me Mr. Bea — all over!” His lips and tongue were now causing Nikki to become further aroused. As he licked at her quivering flesh, her hand moved to the back of his head. “Kiss me. Show me you didn’t mean to hurt me. Kiss it and make it better…” ‘My God, ‘ he thought. ‘She wants me to kiss her black ass!’ For some unknown reason this thought inflamed his mind. His tongue licked more eagerly on the c***d’s belly. Black belly! She tasted so good. The depravity of kissing the flesh and crack of a black ass now seemed to Peter like the most exciting thing that he could do. No one would ever know, and he would never have such an opportunity again. He now wanted to taste her completely. “Turn over baby. Let Mr. Bea kiss it and make it better.” Nicole was surprised; she had not expected him to respond in this manner. She hesitated momentarily. She was still so sore but she wanted him to be humiliated for causing her this pain. He had no respect for her because she was black, she told herself. Let the mother-fucking honky kiss her black ass! Peter’s hand was pulling at her to turn her body while his mouth continued licking and kissing her stomach. She turned her body over and he pulled away. He was really getting into this now. His excitement was building with the thought of what he was about to do. “Up on your hands and knees sweetheart; show me your hurt. Mr. Bea’ll take care of it.” Once she was fully on her stomach Nicole then lifted herself up so that once more her buttocks were raised for him to do whatever he wished. Peter quickly moved behind her, kneeling between her parted knees. He looked down at her brown ass. The flesh of this youngster’s buttocks was again causing his temples to pulsate and his cock to throb. He was mostly always a straight missionary type guy. And white girls only! Now, new secret lustful desires had begun to consume his thoughts. He had never even eaten pussy before, but now he was not only going to do something ten times worse in his eyes, but he was going to do it to a black. He was going to put his tongue in an ass. With a c***d, no less! He should have been repulsed at what he was about to do but instead he found his heart pounding from anticipation. Peter slowly moved his hands over Nicole’s butt-flesh and his thumbs moved purposefully into her crack. The young girl’s body became totally rigid and she gasped for air; then held her breath. Seeing her reaction, he was very conscious of how much the c***d was hurting. “Easy, girl, easy. I’m not gonna hurt you this time. I’m going to make it better, I promise.” Peter’s thumbs gently separated the crack. Nicole again clutched at the bed. She was still sore. She heard him gasp. “Oh god, baby. I-I’m so sorry,” he said. Peter’s eyes were running over the girl’s hole and surrounding crack. She was beet red from his earlier assault. He looked with fascination at the red stickiness, knowing that it was a mixture of his cum with her blood. He was now so consumed with depraved lust that he was tempted to stick his cock into her sore asshole once more. The flesh of her ass felt red-hot under his palms. “K-kiss it and make it better,” she whispered. “I — I, er, can’t, er, maybe…” The thought of tasting his own juices was frightening Peter, yet he was not pulling back. He felt a strange perversion within his thinking. He was telling himself that no one would know. “Please Mr. Bea. You promised,” she urged. Peter moved his face down and tentatively began kissing and lightly licking at the flesh of the c***d’s buttocks. Suddenly, a moan was coming from within him and Nicole sensed that he was ready and willing to do anything. “Make me better, Mr. Bea. Kiss it, make it better. Lick my nigger ass!” she demanded forcefully, wanting to humiliate him. Peter was now beyond any rational thinking. He moved his mouth over the fleshy brown mounds of butt and inward to the crack of her ass. His thumbs parted the crack and finally his tongue pushed inside at her hole. His brain was now a sexual mishmash. Peter’s tongue tasted her nether hole; her taste and aroma caused his cock to jump involuntarily. He was incoherently moaning into the c***d’s asshole. “Lick my nigger asshole. Love my black ass. Show me how much you love this nigger…” she was murmuring as he continued. Peter moved his tongue out of the hole. Then, wanting to taste her ass completely, he moved his tongue down lower to lick and taste all of the juices that had seeped out of her. At the same time, he pushed his nose right into her sore asshole, breathing in the wonderful aromas associated with her recently fucked channel. Nicole also began moaning at the thought and feel at what this man was doing to her. Peter’s mind was in a state of total suspended animation. Then his tongue was back at her hole, tasting her delicious ass, mixed with his cum and her blood, and the bitter flavors within. He had never been so aroused. Nicole was pushing her ass back, trying to get his tongue to go deeper into her asshole. She too was now wildly excited by what was happening. Peter’s hands began roaming over the young teen’s ass, squeezing and rubbing, over to her hips, down the side of her legs to her knees, around to the inside and then slowly upward on her inner thighs and onto, but not into, her pussy. All the while, his tongue and nose were savoring the wild wonderful taste and smell of the c***d’s asshole. Then his hands slipped back up to her buttocks and began the process all over again. Nicole’s moaning became continuous as her body betrayed her, and lust overtook her, too. “Oh god mmmmm oh mmmmm oh god…” she was saying as her hands twisted at the bedspread. Suddenly, Peter pulled back and away from her ass. “Turn, Nik, hurry. Hurry, baby,” he was saying, while at the same time his hands were urging her body into a new position. Peter stayed in place as Nicole quickly and eagerly maneuvered her body so that she turned and was lying on her back with him kneeling between her parted legs. He looked down into her face and was amazed to see that the earlier look of hurt had disappeared and was transformed into a look of wanton lust. The c***d was gone and in her place was a hot and wild woman. A woman in desperate need for fulfillment! Her lips were quivering. As Peter looked down at her, he knew that at that moment he was totally in love with this girl, who desired him as much as he desired her. Until now, he had never truly loved, but looking at this brown naked beauty awaiting him, Peter realized that he not only had to have her at this moment, but he was feeling an all-consuming desire to totally possess the youngster. Moaning with wild sensual abandon, her arms twined tightly around his neck, pulling him ever closer to her. She wanted him now. Incredibly … that very instant. She began to wriggle, the lower half of her lush body sensually grinding against him. He pulled her tightly to him, dropping his hand down between their writhing bodies to grasp his throbbing, hard cock. His cock was at the labia, pushing gently. Nicole pulled her legs up and expertly wrapped them eagerly around his and clutched tightly. Guiding it forward, he thrust the thick, rubbery head to part the full fleshy lips of her cunt. She turned her head to the side, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt its soft, electrical contact against the sensitive, ragged pink edges of her moistened pussy. Holding her breath for what seemed forever, and lying still in utter desire beneath him, not even daring to breathe, the young girl waited. At this point Peter shoved forward. She felt his rigid cock splitting her moist pink cunt. “Yes, Mr. Bea,” she moaned, her voice trembling with passion as she felt the first shocking pressure of his lust-enraged cock against the tight elastic opening of her cunt. He shoved wildly. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she begged. As he entered into her, his hands moved to the young girl’s breasts and cupped them lovingly. She was completely aroused now. The hugely swollen cock head slipped through, stretching wide the small, wet cuntal hole until Nicole felt as though her thighs were coming apart from the relentless pressure of his penis. Peter was lost in the throes of his lust-maddened desire. He was oblivious to everything, except his own delightful pleasure. “Nnnnnngggggg,” he moaned through clenched teeth as Nicole moved her hips up to meet his, while her frantic hands moved down around his back and grabbed at him. Her pussy was acting like a suction. As his cock pushed inward, the girl’s pussy muscles were squeezing on his shaft and drawing him deeper into her womb. Peter’s face twisted into a contorted mask of raw lust as he looked down beneath this young black beauty helplessly spread-eagled beneath him. The head of Peter’s blood-engorged penis disappeared excitingly up into the soft curling hair of her pussy. He fell forward, then his weight smashed her full rounded breasts tightly back against her chest. Thrusting his hips forward at the same time, his long, thick cock slid hard up into her glistening cunt, pushing the soft moist flesh of her long, unused pussy in gentle, rippling waves before it. There was no stopping it until with a loud groan from his throat his balls smacked heavily into the quivering white cheeks of her tightly clenched ass. “OHHHHHHHHHH…” she groaned as his full shaft was buried all the way inside her. She’d never felt so completely filled in her life. Nicole thrilled to the sensation of his rock-hard, heavily veined cock driving in her. Then she felt him slowly pulling back and the sensations running through her were mind-altering. As he pushed down again, her body automatically thrust upward, eagerly wanting to feel his full length inside her again. When he reached bottom again, he forced his body to stay buried deep within the girl. “Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me,” she wailed beneath him. It felt as though her cunt was torn into tiny pieces as Peter rammed into her without thought or mercy. Her tender cunt was responding now as his cock lay sunk deep in her belly, filling it to the bursting point. There was not a single tiny ridge of flesh in it that could not feel as it pressed tightly into the cruelly split flesh of her cunt, encased in the moist, hot sheath like a brutally planted spike. Nicole’s legs and thighs suddenly began to tremble of their own volition. She desperately needed to be fulfilled. She reached up and hungrily pulled his face down to hers. Peter felt himself being drawn to her. His eyes were captivated by the c***d’s beauty. Her lips were quivering. He was lost. He sunk his mouth and tongue into hers and they both began moaning into each other’s mouths. And then they were fucking in earnest. Both of them were moving their hips into each other in a desperate need to find release. Peter ripped his mouth from hers, “Ohhh, baby baby — your cunt is — oh oh mmmm, you’re sucking me into you. You’re … SO gooooodmmmmmm…” Nicole reached up and, with all of her strength, she pulled him back down, opening her mouth in a desperate bid to suck in his mouth and tongue. At the same time, she was bouncing up and down beneath him. Peter was fucking with a fury that he did not know he possessed. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she panted. “Fuck, oooo yeah fuck me, fuckkkkkkkkk!” She was writhing and thrashing about. The spasms within her were building to a total climax. The pleasure increased as her warmly seeping cunt walls began to clasp hungrily around his thick, blood-engorged rod. Her hips slithered up wetly devouring the length of his lust-hardened flesh. His huge, swollen balls smacked into the passion-drenched crevice of her buttocks. Nicole’s sensitive ass cheeks tingled at the contact as he began slowly, rhythmically driving in with spearing, hard, fucking strokes. Nicole threw her legs around his as he pumped down hard. “I want it,” she begged eagerly. “Every inch.” She felt no pain now. The ever-mounting excitement caused them both to break out in a sweaty state. With a series of longer, smoother plunging strokes he went on driving his lust-thickened penis almost all the way out of her softly clutching vagina on the back stroke. Then ramming forward into her, until he could feel the huge, blood-swollen head of his cock colliding hard against the cushiony tip of her cervix deep inside. Hot fires of a****l lust raged in Peter’s body as his madly fucking loins pumped forward. This beautiful woman wanted him. She was responding under him to his skewering cock, and reaching with frantically roving hands for his buttocks. Spurred on by the wildly pitching body, Peter fucked harder now. He pinned her flatter to the bed, restricting her movements until Nicole thought she would go mad. He raised himself over her in a push-up position, his hands dropping from her passion-flushed breasts to grasp her ankles and pry them farther apart so that he could lever her upper torso. Nicole moaned, attempting to hump upwards. She felt her climax approaching, driving her out of her mind. Peter felt his cock sliding so smoothly and rapidly within her snapping slot. He was at the point of exploding, as he pounded in and out of the inflamed youngster. “Oh baby, I’m … I’m gonna … OHH here it COMMMMMES!!!!!” he cried. Her hands darted behind his hard-driving buttocks, pulling them gently apart as far as she could, opening his spasming loins. As he humped wildly, her thighs, legs, arms, and hands were clutching onto him, while at the same time her body was meeting thrust with desperate thrust. “I’m cumming, ahhhhh, I’m cumming,” she cried in a shrill voice as her mind reeled with passion. Nicole’s cum flowed wetly around his fiercely-pistoning cock, spilling into the soft, excitingly clenching crevice of her buttocks, flooding his testicles maltepe escort and the base of his cock as he plunged relentlessly into her. It was the most exciting fuck he’d ever experienced in his mind. It was Fourth of July! Fireworks seemed to flash in his loins as his hard prick kept pumping into her. He could feel the hot load of his sperm building up for a release. The broad, blunt head of Peter’s cock flexing and suddenly growing larger inside of her grasping, ravaging cuntal passage had him almost there. And then he erupted. “Nnnnnnnggggggg!!!!” Peter’s juices began shooting into the girl. His fingers were clutching hard on her breasts, hurting her, while her fingers and nails were digging through the flesh on his back. Her body’s spasms had reached its final climax at the same time that he was squirting his cum into her. Peter’s hot, thick liquid shot deep into her widely stretched pussy, mixing salaciously with the wetness of her own juicy pussy. Her head seemed to whirl in mindless sensuality as the burning prick pumped into her hot, wet cunt walls. Her pussy clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at his crazily jerking cock like a sucking, starving mouth. Slowly they relaxed. Peter rested his sweaty panting body on hers and their labored breathing began to normalize. Finally, he rolled off the girl. As soon as he was off her, Nicole got up off the bed to go to the bathroom. She was now pleased with the way the night progressed. She was not too sore anymore and Janice’s father turned out to be an exceptional lover. What other guy would do that thing to her ass, she asked herself? Nobody, she thought. Moreover, he fucked as good as her boyfriend Basil could. Chapter 4 » By the time that she returned, Peter was lying naked on his back, sound asleep. She stood for a while looking down at him. Although he was not very muscular, he could be considered cute for his age. Nicole was fascinated that his cock had become so small. When it was hard it was as big as Basil’s, but now that it was soft there was not any comparison. Her boyfriend’s got soft also, but his hardly shrank at all. Mr. Beadrum’s almost disappeared.Nicole was pleased with Janice’s father. She knew that he had purposely hurt her but she also sensed that he was completely remorseful. Otherwise, she reasoned, he would not have put his tongue up her ass like he did. In addition, even though she still had been hurting when he did that, Nicole still had found it to be tremendously exciting that he would do it. Not only that, she believed that he actually enjoyed it. She did not know why, but his putting his tongue into her ass was, for her, a most exciting experience. Just thinking of what he did stirred up her insides. He had actually tasted his own juices from her asshole.Standing there watching him, she was aware that she was again filled with his juices. It would be terribly exciting if she could make him taste himself from her again; especially if she could watch. In addition, she owed him something, she thought to herself with some amusement. Surely, he would not get mad if she woke him so that she could complete her end of the bargain.Gingerly, she climbed up on the bed, hoping that he stayed asleep until she was in position. He did not stir. Then she moved her body, lying on her side, alongside of him, so that she was facing in the opposite direction than he was. Her face was down by his hips, facing his tiny prick. Her knees were bent and her crotch was by his shoulders.Nicole reached over her hand and lightly took the soft expended pecker between her thumb, forefinger, and middle finger. She squeezed the soft flesh gently and, receiving no immediate reaction. She squeezed again. Nothing!She allowed her hand to move down from Peter’s cock, moving slowly and deliberately until she cupped his balls. Still no reaction!Then, with her hand still cupping his balls, Nicole opened her mouth and moved it upon the flesh of his hip. Her tongue moved on his skin within her enclosed mouth. She thought her hand felt ‘something stirring’ in his balls.She began kissing at his flesh, her mouth straying over his hips and upper leg. Her little hand had begun a light squeezing routine on his testicles. Then, for sure she began to feel him tighten under her palm.Peter whispered his wife’s name as his prick hardened. Suddenly his eyes popped open. His brain was immediately aware what was happening and with whom. His cock became completely rigid.Seeing her young body alongside him, he turned his head and whispered, “Nikki?” There, less than a foot away from him was the youngster’s beautiful pussy. He allowed his eyes to absorb that fascinating black bush, contrasting about the pinkness of her inner cunt.She blew air on his skin, then licked and kissed. She did it again — and again! “Mmmm?” she answered.”What-mmmm … What’re you doing hon?” he asked.She pulled her mouth from him. “I promised you,” she said, and her mouth went right back to working over the flesh with her kisses and tongue.Quickly, Peter reached a hand down and grabbed her head, then gently pulled her away from him.”No baby, that’s all right — you don’t have to,” he said.Nicole raised herself onto an elbow and looked down the bed at him. Her tiny fingers were now squeezing ever so gently on the flesh of his shaft, which was once again at full size.”It’s okay, Mr. Bea. I-I wants to. I like — I love — I wants to please you,” she said, hesitantly.Peter now turned onto his side, facing the 14-year-old beauty. Her cunt was right before his eyes and his cock was only inches from her face. Her hand remained squeezing easily on him and he felt the pressures beginning to build. The aroma from her pussy was permeating through his nostrils.”Honey you, er, don-don’t have to…” he said.Squeeze. Squeeze.”I wants to Mr. Bea. It’s okay. You licked me. You made me feel good. I-I want my mouf to please you, like yours pleased me. Your mouf was sOO gooood!”With that statement, the young girl moved her face forward. Holding his shaft in her hand, she opened her mouth slightly and put the head of his cock on her lips. A drop of pre-cum came out of his pee-hole and she licked her tongue tantalizingly over it.”Nnnnnnggggg!” he grunted.The youngster then expertly moved her face forward, allowing the meat to slide into her waiting mouth. Again, he groaned. She pulled her lips upward and off him.”I wanna please you like you did me, Mr. Bea. Your mouf was so good,” she whispered, while she moved her hips forward slightly. Her lips again encircled his throbbing prick. She felt his cock jerk upward inside of her mouth.Once more, the youngster pushed a little bit toward him. Her young pussy was only two inches from his mouth and the smell was overwhelming his senses. Peter had never eaten pussy before. Up until today, he had found the smell repugnant. Now it was just the opposite. This sweet luscious odor was awesome to him and he wondered why. ‘Did black pussy smell different from white pussy? Was it because she was so young? Was it because she was just fucked?’ He didn’t know the answer; in truth, he didn’t care. He just had to bury his face inside young Nikki.He reached out, putting one of his hands under her one hip and his other hand atop her other. He pulled the youngster’s body over his as he moved backward onto his back. Nicole did not allow his prick to come out of her mouth during this maneuver and she moved her hands down on his hips. Her thighs straddled his face. Peter felt the young teen’s hot flesh pressing his cheeks as he gazed at her young pussy. He saw juices and knew that he had filled her up. He did not care that most of the juice belonged to him. He wanted to taste her — her black cunt!He pushed his face into her bush. Immediately his mouth opened upon the girl’s clitoris and began to eagerly suck at the tiny flesh bud.”Gaaahhmmmmm!” Nicole groaned and pushed her body down forcefully onto his mouth as a strong burst of pleasure shot through her. Peter felt the total juices on his chin and nose. The awesome pussy aroma was his only guide. It was all that he was living for now. He had to taste every droplet of liquid from this girl that he possibly could.His tongue flicked out. Nicole groaned huskily deep in her throat as Peter’s probing tongue licked its way around and around, up and down, and from side to side; up and down the length of her narrow slit, starting at her lower belly and pressuring its way over the elastic rimmed opening of her clasping vagina, into the crevice of her round firm buttocks. There, it stopped momentarily to pay wet flicking homage to the tight pink anus which throbbed there.The young girl couldn’t believe it, but he was doing it all to her with his mouth! Involuntarily, she ground her hips down and heard herself emit strange a****l-like purrings from between her tightly clenched teeth.Nicole groaned loudly on his cock and again she pushed her hips hard into his face. Her puffy lips were moving tightly upon his shaft as her mouth sucked on his cock; her tongue licking about, wherever possible.Peter thrust his hips upward as he felt the excitement building rapidly inside of him. He had never experienced such a wild passionate girl before. Before today he had only heard of 69, but he now felt that no two people had ever enjoyed it as much as this. His nose had moved into the young girl’s hole and when he drew in a deep breath her entire body shuddered; she began fucking down on his eager mouth. His tongue was busy lapping up his own cock’s cum, mixed with Nikki’s pussy flavor. His head was spinning at the pleasures that were overwhelming his mind and body.Peter felt the tantalizing softness of this young girl’s pubic hair brush against his cheeks as he fed hungrily upon her pussy. He burrowed his face deep into Nicole’s cunt, he was truly enjoying her; the exciting rush he felt almost overwhelmed him. He plunged his tongue into the small palpitating opening of her cuntal mouth and heard her cry aloud. The soft-rimmed flesh tantalized him. Eagerly, he covered the clasping, viscous opening fully with his lips, causing a low guttural groan from the youngster and a spasmodic closing of her warm thighs around his head.Peter ecstatically groaned into her tight cuntal hole and squirming crotch as her wet, lubricious flesh slipped moistly around his long, extended tongue. The walls of her invaded vagina opened to his sucking motion, attempting to ingest his tongue deeper and deeper into it. His nose was mashed to her quivering clitoris, and he hungrily inhaled the pungent, perfumed aroma of the aroused girl. The delicate piquancy incited his penis until he was afraid he was going to spill his seed that very second.Grown up and teen were writhing about and clutching wildly at each other as their final climaxes were upon them. He felt his cock getting ready to explode into her bobbing mouth and he pushed his mouth tightly on her throbbing cunt. Then he was shooting his load into the 14-year-old’s waiting mouth and she kept swallowing the juices as his cock let loose and continued.This was too much for Nicole. Her aroused body was soon convulsing as volcanic eruptions began inside her. “Mmmmmmmmm!!!”Peter’s tongue was lapping furiously at the youngster’s delicious hole. Her mouth was filled with his cum and cock and he was fighting desperately to stay upon her wildly bucking pussy.Unable to talk, they both had continuous a****l-like sounds emanating from their throats as the final bursts of pleasure came.Finally, they were sated.As they drove away in the morning, he confirmed that he would keep his end of the bargain. Peter had never met or had anything as exciting as Nicole and he did not want to let it end.”When will I see you again — like last night?” he asked.The young teen weighed the question. Convinced that he would not renege on their deal she responded, “Never. Never again sir,” she whispered.Peter was stunned. “You … Nikki, we’ve got to, hon!” he said, his voice almost in a panic. “I-I … We … I never had anyone so good. We’re good together. We’ve got to see each other again.””No,” she said, deliberately. “No more, Mr. Bea.””But didn’t you… ? Wasn’t… ? Didn’t you have a good time?”She thought back a moment and then answered, “Yeah, I guess so, but no more. We can’t do no more.”His stomach had dropped. He drove along with his mind racing. This k** was great. He had to have her again. As they approached the town, he was in a near panic. He was afraid that he would never get a chance to have her again.”Please,” he whispered pleadingly to the girl. “Please Nik … you’ve got to…”To which she replied, almost surly, “Why?”Peter didn’t really have an answer. Yet he had to pursue this. “I-I don’t … Isn’t… ? Can’t I do something for you?”He was quickly convincing her what she suspected. She actually had a hold over him. Nicole was enjoying a sense of power over this honky. She had thought about this during the night, and now her mind worked on that quirky thought she had been toying with.She didn’t answer for at least a minute. The wait was antagonizing for him. Finally, she spoke in a near whisper, “How bad you wants me?” she asked.”Nikki, at this point I think that I might even kill for you if you asked me,” he confided.A smile crossed her lips. After a long moment she said softly, “We’ll see if you means that.”Peter fell silent, not knowing what she meant, but somehow sensing that she was truly considering what he had said. There was something about this k** that had just turned his whole life upside down. Indeed, if she told him that she wanted marriage, he probably would have begun planning immediately on leaving Martha. He was somehow completely smitten by this woman-c***d. She didn’t say anything for about a half-mile and then she finally said, “You can have me if…” She stopped and waited for him to respond.”If what?” he asked immediately; his excitement obvious.She smiled to herself. She knew that he really had the ‘hots’ for her. “Maybe I should have said you can have me after…” she teased.His exasperation showed. “After what? Nikki, for cristsakes…” he demanded.Nicole took a deep breath and then watched his reaction as she said, “After you have Janice!”He tensed and she saw him grip the steering wheel tightly. She could also see the confusion on his face. “Wh-what the … what does that mean?” he asked.”Jes’ what it say,” she said, determinedly.The car was approaching the drop-off point. “I really want you Nikki … big time. But that’s not an option. I’m gonna have to pass. I-I don’t know what you’re thinking … where you got such an idea. If … Couldn’t you come up with something else?”She shook her head and then responded, “It’s no big deal, y’know. That’s how I got the idea. It was Janice herself. When I ast my dad why he did what he did, he tole me a lot about them two. One of the things he tole me was that Janice’s greatest — What’s that word? — Fantasy? — Well she tole dad that she always wanted you to **** her. She done tole him that she would never have ever taken up with him if you had done that to her.”Peter was in shock. He knew that what this girl was telling him was what her father had told her, but he did not believe a word of the story. Janice had never given any indication that she had any inclination or had even known about sex until these last six months. Moreover, her obsession was obviously with Nicole’s father. A few times Peter had happened upon his daughter when she was not fully dressed, and her total embarrassment was more than obvious. No, Peter thought, there was not any truth to the story.He pulled the car up to the curb. They were in an unpopulated part of the town. No one was around.”There’s some things that I draw the line on, hon. I don’t – can’t really believe all that. Even if Jan said that, I’m sure that there was no truth to the story. And, to be honest with you, even if the story was true, I could never do something with my own daughter.””Well, I guess,” Nicole conceded. “But it would – could have been nice if you and I could have kep up, y’know? It would, could’ve made three of us happy. She really do want you, you want me and I — I wants you,” she whispered.”But why, if you feel that way, why can’t we just see each other again?” he asked.She looked hard into his eyes, “Because that’s the only way I knows you not jes’ jivin’ me. You do that, I know you wants me.”She opened the door, getting ready to leave. Peter was feeling a sense of complete desperation. He sensed that there was nothing else that he could say.”How would you know that I wasn’t just lying to you if I tell you that I went to bed with Janice?” he asked.Nicole was out of the car. She slammed the door and stuck her head back through the window. She smiled at him and whispered confidently, “I’d know!” Then she added, “Believe me, I’d know.”She turned and walked quickly down the street.Chapter 5That day, Peter got nothing done in work. He kept remembering the wonderful sex and Nicole’s disturbing challenge. At first, he dismissed the thought of having sex with Janice out of hand. The idea of having sex with his own daughter was against everything that he believed, but so was having sex with a minor. So was having sex with a black. So was eating pussy. For cristsakes, he even ate out the c***d’s asshole. Needless to say, he had broken many taboos in just one day. Upon reflection, Peter had to admit that since the story had come out about his daughter and John, he couldn’t help but to wonder how Janice enjoyed having sex. He had even pictured a big black cock inside of her, which was when he became totally enraged at Nicole’s father. Before the day was out he began to rationalize. Would sex with Janice be that awful? After all, she was growing up and starting to fill out. Goodness knows she had a beautiful face. In addition, the c***d was experienced, and from her own account, she did enjoy herself with Nicole’s father. Hell, when she first told him what she and John had done, Janice confessed that she had actually liked having sex. All it would take would be one time in bed with his daughter and then Nicole would be his for the asking. Moreover, Janice really deserved some punishment. She more or less hinted that she would continue to have sex with John if Nicole’s dad was not in jail. Indeed, Peter had forced her into being silent as he pressed charges against the black man. If the truth were known, Janice had been pleading with her father on a daily basis to allow her to tell the truth to the police. Now, thanks to Nicole, Peter was going to let Janice go to the authorities and admit her complicity. However, she did not know this, not yet anyway. Suppose he made a deal with her? As devious and despicable as the thought was to him, if he went through with it, it could possibly solve all of his problems. Only one drawback would be that he would have to have sex with his own daughter. Sitting in his office, he closed his eyes a couple of times during the day, picturing his little girl naked. By 3:30 in the afternoon, he found himself getting hard thinking about her. By the time that he got home, Peter had made his decision. He was going to fuck his own flesh and blood!!! It was after 8 PM when the conversation again came around to the same subject. Peter’s wife Martha was mostly quiet. She was allowing him to make any final decisions that related to this situation. “It’s not fair. He didn’t **** me. You guys know that!” his daughter protested for the umpteenth time. These nightly arguments usually got to this point and Janice would usually burst out in tears and run up to her room crying. This night was no exception. The only difference was that this time Peter went upstairs after her. He knocked on her bedroom door and walked in. Janice was lying on her stomach crying. Her body was hanging over the side of the bed. Peter could not help but look at her legs, almost as if the male side of his mind was already wondering what he might be seeing and touching. The young teen turned and sat up. Her father explained once more how wrong it was for her and John to have carried on; however, on this night he changed his normal preaching to shift the conversation to a different direction. “Jan, you have to understand. It’s not right, baby, for a young girl like you to have a black cock shoved into her cunt!” His words had the effect that he had hoped. Her eyes widened in shock. She had never before heard her father speak like that. “I mean … Well, I know you say you love him, even though he’s 20 years older than you, but, well, you tell me — just between us, I won’t tell your mom — Did you actually like his cock in you?” Janice had stopped crying by now, and she was sitting there speechless. How should she answer? At one time, she had told her father that she had enjoyed sex with John, but this was different. Her father was being downright mean. Was he going to drop another shoe? She sensed that she better converse with him easily. “I, yeah dad, I-I did!” she whispered. “You — LIKE COCK?” he asked incredulously. Janice swallowed, somewhat afraid, apprehensive. Her father had never talked like this. Nervously, she nodded. He waited another thirty seconds after she nodded and then said, “You didn’t answer me. Tell me.” “Yeah,” she whispered. “Yeah what?” he asked. “I do like it,” she said, her voice barely audible. “You like what?” “What you said,” she responded softly, obvious uncomfortable with how her father was talking. “Cock?” he asked. She lowered her eyes and nodded. “Tell me in English!” he demanded. Janice looked up at him. She could not believe her father was making her say this. “I liked his — his cock, dad,” she said. “I like cock!” he corrected her. Janice looked puzzled. She realized that that was what her father wanted her to say but she did not know why. She saw that he was waiting and she felt a tinge of fright. “I like cock, dad,” she responded. “And if I were to let you go to the police and tell the truth, then he gets your cunt again, hah?” Janice stiffened. For the first time since John was arrested the youngster felt that there was a small window of hope. This was the first sign that her father would allow her to tell the police what really happened. She did not even think about the vulgar terms that her father was now using with every sentence. “No! No, I-I promise. Just let me tell the truth, please dad.” “And you won’t give him your cunt?” She quickly spoke, “No, I won’t daddy, I swear I won’t.” She would have promised him anything if she thought that her father would soften his position. “But where will you get the cock you love?” he asked. By this point in the conversation, his own cock had hardened in his pants; just from talking to his daughter like this. “I-I won’t, I promise! Oh daddy, please. Let me tell!” she pleaded. “But you’re gonna need cock baby. You told me you love it. So you’re gonna need it.” Janice was shaking her head from side to side to indicate that he was wrong. ‘Why was he torturing her?’ she wondered. “And if I let you tell the truth, what do I get?” he asked. “I promise I won’t go with him if he gets out, dad. I promise!” “But you’d owe me big time, Jan,” he told her. “Yes, I will. Please dad, let me tell?” Peter deliberately waited for a minute while she sat watching kartal escort him with apprehension. “I’ll see, baby. I’ll see. I’ll think about it for the next couple of days and I’ll let you know.” Janice was excited. There was hope. “But I gotta know where are you gonna get the cock you love?” he asked again. “I won’t dad. I swear. I swear that I’ll be good,” she told him. “But you love cock honey, right?” he asked. Janice was completely confused. She was afraid that he would change his mind.Again, she began adamantly shaking her head from side to side, “No, no dad. I don’t — really, I don’t!” Once more he waited a minute before responding, “Jan, you better make up your mind. I was going to think about letting you tell, but that was when you were being honest with me and told me that you liked cock. Are you now saying you don’t?” “Y-yes — NO! No dad I do, I do. I like cock. I do. I swear. Honest.” “And you want cock, don’t you sweetheart?” he encouraged her. “Yes, yes I do. I want it – cock. I want cock,” she said. Peter’s cock was throbbing in his pants. “Whose cock, baby? Whose cock do you want? Don’t tell me John’s because that will make me mad. But we both know that you like cock and you have to have it, right? So if you’re gonna have to have cock it has to be a cock that won’t make me mad if you have it.” Janice’s mind was racing between euphoria and depression. Her father was playing with her as if she was a yo-yo, bringing her up and down. She was answering to please him. She did not have any idea how to answer him now in a way that would not make him mad. “Jan, I need you to tell me again that you want cock,” he spoke gently. She was almost in tears. Why wouldn’t he stop? “I told you! I-I want cock.” As she said this, something caught her eye. She suddenly looked down and saw that a tent had formed at the crotch of her father’s pants. She was surprised, yet she realized that it was this talk that probably had gotten him that way. “Tell me again, baby,” he whispered. Janice was about to automatically verbalize the same words when she suddenly understood where this was possibly heading. She raised her eyes to her father’s face and saw that he was looking directly at her. Their eyes met and held. Janice caught her breath and Peter smiled. He was waiting. Looking directly into his eyes, she whispered, almost hotly, “I want cock daddy.” Peter’s cock twitched again in his pants. She saw it again; the same movement that had caught her eyes before. Her eyes fell purposely to his crotch. “Whose cock, baby? Whose cock do you want?” She now realized that his voice was straining. The young girl slowly raised her pretty blue eyes again to his. Her heart was racing wildly. She had not planned for this conversation, but now that they had gotten to this stage, she was sure that her father was now expecting an answer. Moreover, she thought that she knew the answer that he wanted to hear. If she guessed wrong, then John would never get out of jail. She took a deep breath and then responded in a whisper. “Yours daddy,” she said and when she saw the relief on his face, she knew that was the right answer. She continued, “I want your cock!” Janice watched her father’s face transform from determination to lust. She was shocked, but for some unknown reason she was not repulsed by the thought of having sex with her father. She remembered the lie that she had told to John about wanting to be ****d by her father. Now it looked like the lie was going to become a reality. “Do you, baby?” he asked eagerly. “Uh huh, yeah!” she replied nervously. “You sure baby?” Afraid to speak, she nodded rapidly. Peter could not believe how hot he had gotten from this conversation. If he thought he could pull it off without Martha becoming aware, he would have fucked his daughter right there on the spot. “Do you want me to come back later?” he asked. Janice hesitated, not completely sure she really understood.”And maybe you can help me make up my mind?” he asked boldly. Once more, she nodded. Peter smiled down at her and turned. Once outside of her room, he rushed to the bathroom where he hurriedly dropped his pants and took his throbbing cock into his hand and masturbated to completion.When he returned downstairs Janice was already there, and she had apparently told her mother at least part of the news.”You’re going to let her tell the police what really happened?” his wife asked. Martha looked thoroughly surprised, yet somewhat relieved that maybe this was all going to end in a less nasty situation than had it been. His daughter was on the couch watching TV. She turned and looked at him. She was more animated now than she had been since the original incident. She was obviously excited. She wanted to hear her father tell her mother. Peter had paused, making sure that Janice hadn’t said anything else about what had happened with him. Now, convinced that his daughter had only told about his willingness to drop the charges, he replied, “I-I’m thinking of it.” He had emphasized the word ‘thinking’ to warn his daughter that it wasn’t a done deal. “Yeah, I think – I’m pretty sure – that Monday we’ll have her do it.” Martha seemed pleased by the news. She had quietly been hoping that this would happen. She did not think that it was right to let Nikki’s dad go to jail, ever though he should not have had sex with their daughter. However, no matter how young and foolish Janice was, she was the one who should have been the most responsible. She should have known better than to have sex with a man almost twice her age. Chapter 6It was after midnight when Peter finally felt comfortably assured that his wife was in a dead sleep. He had been lying in bed with her, fighting with himself for the past hour. He had actually made the decision not to follow through with his daughter. It was totally insane and against everything that he stood for, he told himself. He had been a real family man and now he would be tossing her life away if he did anything.Yet, even as he lay making that decision his mind could not help but flash back to the words as Janice spoke them, “I want cock!” Remembering her words now, his cock became hard again.Finally unable to stand it any longer, Peter reversed the decision that he had made only shortly before. He slid off the bed. Wearing only his shorts, he walked out of the room and into the hall, making sure to close the door quietly but firmly behind him.Barefooted, he moved over to his daughter’s room. He reached out and grasped the doorknob. Janice heard the sound of the door handle turning and her heart started racing. She had hoped that her father had not been serious. Yet, somehow, deep down, she knew that he was. She too had been awake during the past hour thinking of what was going to happen. She could not imagine having sex with her own father, yet if that was what it was going to take to get John home, then she would do it. After all, she told herself, her father was only a man.The room was in almost total darkness. Janice had the lights turned off completely. The only illumination was from the moon shining through her window. If she didn’t see her father, she rationalized; maybe she could imagine that it was someone else. She watched Peter’s shadow against the backdrop of the hall light and then watched the door closing behind him, plunging the room back to near-total darkness. As she heard him approach, she heard him whisper, “Jan?”Janice’s heart was pounding in her chest now. Her mouth was very dry and she was partially gasping for air. She could not believe that they were going to do this. She knew things like this happened in some families, but this was her father. They weren’t white trash or anything. That’s who did these kinds of things.”Y-yeah…” Janice’s voice was barely audible as fear gripped her. She could hear him edging into the room. It was bad enough that she was going to do this, she told herself, but it would be monstrous if she let him undress her; better to let him just put it in her and have his fun; hopefully, she could shut the whole thing out of her mind. Summoning up all of her courage, she took a deep breath and quickly rid herself of her PJ’s, so that by the time he was at the side of the bed she was naked.Peter reached down and realized that his daughter was covered. He grabbed the edge of the blanket and lifted it. As he moved onto the bed, he pushed the blanket over and off the c***d’s naked body. Janice was trembling. Then her father was lying on his side facing her and she was lying on her back, completely naked. As he moved against her he gasped, surprised to feel only hot flesh.The hearts of both father and daughter were racing. Their breathing was heavy and almost unnatural. The aromas reaching each of their nostrils were never smelled before; it had to be from the sexual frightful excitement.Peter’s hand slowly reached over and gently felt his daughter’s body and it quickly moved onto the tiny tit. Janice was frozen in fear. Peter could feel her body shaking.”What’s my baby like?” he whispered into her ear. His fingers and palms were roaming over her little mound of breast-flesh and her wonderful nipple.”C-cock — cock, daddy.”He could barely hear her. “And what’s my baby want?” His hand was squeezing the tit gently.”Cock. I-I want cock.””Whose cock, Jan? Tell me what you want hon.” His tongue was flicking into his daughter’s ear and she felt a thrill pass through her body and her excitement began building slowly. Her father’s cock was twitching against her bare hip as his mouth tasted the youthful flesh on her neck, cheek and ear.”I, er, y-y-your cock, dad. I-I want yours,” she whispered.Peter moved his hand off his daughter’s tit and rubbed over her naked belly. He was fascinated at how hot her skin was under his palm.Janice felt her father’s fingers slowly moving into her pussy’s mound area, while at the same time she felt his mouth descend onto her chest. The young teen felt his hot wet mouth envelop her breast and the sensations shocked her. She felt her excitement begin to increase tenfold and she parted her legs to allow his hand to move in to probe her pussy.”Mmmmmmmm,” she murmured.As father and daughter allowed the pleasures to take effect, they both became bolder. Janice put her hands on the back of her father’s head to hold him while his mouth worked hungrily on her nipple and tit. He began sucking and licking more eagerly as her groaning and purring encouraged him. At the same time, his fingers moved into the folds of her labia and began working down and around her clitoris, rubbing and gently squeezing.”Nnnnnnggggg,” she groaned as her pleasures increased.Peter’s cock was throbbing as his daughter’s body began rolling from side to side. His hand and mouth were as exciting to the youngster as John’s was. Peter then pushed three fingers gently into her moistened twat. Janice bucked her hips upward.”Ohhhhh mmmmmm daddy oh yeah – nice – ooooo nice,” she murmured as his fingers began pushing in and out of his daughter’s hole. At the same time, he tenderly took her hardened tit nipple between his teeth and lightly bit down on it. Janice’s fingers tightened on the back of his head. She no longer had any reservations about this. She wanted her father as badly as he wanted her now.”Mmmmmmmmm!” Sounds kept coming from deep within his throat as his tongue, lips and mouth worked in unison in exciting the c***d’s vibrant body.Peter was literally fucking his daughter with his fingers while her body writhed about under the pleasurable assault. She was bucking up and tossing from side to side.”Daddy — ooooo mmmmm — I, oh dad, I love you!” Janice groaned.Peter gyrated his thumb about the aroused bud, and then sluiced his index finger inside his young daughter’s luscious fuck-hole. Janice oozed pussy juice. His daughter was ready to be fucked, but Peter wanted to thrill her another way. He rubbed the inner slick walls of her juicy cunt with his fingers, distending the tender flesh, stirring up his pretty little girl’s cunt.”Oooooh, that’s nice, Daddy,” Janice exclaimed, pumping her pelvis down and about in search of more. “Ahhhh, yesss! Feels so good, ohhhhh!” she sighed, as she felt her own father’s hand exciting her cunt.Peter finger-fucked the lusty girl’s creamy cunt rhythmically, mechanically, jabbing his fingers in and out quickly, harder and harder. Janice reacted accordingly, thrusting her head back on the mattress and twisting her face up in an expression of intense satisfaction and passion.”Uggghhhh, so good Daddy. Never thought of you as a man, yeah! Getting it from a real man!” she cried, clenching her eyes shut and gritting her teeth.Peter pumped his hand in and out of her hot pussy like a man possessed. He twisted his hand around, spreading his fingers against the creamy smooth walls of her inner pussy-flesh. He was finger-fucking his little girl for all he was worth. The muscles in his wrists and forearms stood out as he skewered himself into her ruthlessly, pummeling her tender flesh to get the most out of her lustful feelings.Janice continued to writhe and jerk and pant and groan and twist around on the bed beneath her. The young teen was obviously going out of her mind with lust as her father hand-fucked her maniacally, mercilessly.”Ugghhh, love it, love it, love it. Fuck, fuck, fuck me forever!” she howled, hunching her crotch down over the frantic hand invading her cunt.Peter lunged himself up into her, getting the most out of her damp pussy recesses. He finger-fucked his lustful daughter with a sexual verve that bordered on insanity. He rammed his digits, into the pulsing, twitching girl’s boiling fuck-hole.Janice bolted up and down on the bed, cumming intensely, feeling the pulsing lust shoot throughout her body. “Ohhhhh, cumming hard, so fucking hard! Can’t take it, can’t take it, but don’t stop! Never stop,” the aroused 14-year-old wailed, flopping around on the bed, her legs twisted onto her own father’s cunt-fucking hand.Janice kept bucking on the bed, thrusting her hips down hard on the man who hand-fucked her cunt. She was feverish, out of her mind. She blinked her eyes over and over, trying to focus clearly. She swallowed hard, feeling her oozing pussy juice leak from between her legs.Peter, too, was wild from the passion that possessed him. He was just as excited as Janice. Just as hot. Just as desperate for satisfaction. He moved his mouth from her breast and moved up to her face. At the same time, he took his fingers from her soaking pussy and pushed his shorts off his body.He moved his naked body on top of his daughter and his legs settled between hers. His cock moved hurriedly to the lips of her pussy. He looked down into Janice’s sex-crazed face. In the darkness, he was able to make out her quivering lips and open mouth, which caused his cock to tighten even harder than it had been.He looked deep into the hot passionate face and she hissed, “Hurry daddy, please. I want it. I want cock!””Nnnnnnggggg,” he groaned and plunged his mouth down on hers while at the same time he pushed his cock into the youngster’s waiting pussy. Janice raised her legs and he felt the young hot flesh wrap around him and tighten.Peter eagerly penetrated into his daughter — her mouth and her pussy. At the touch of his cock, his little girl had turned into a wild, passionate young woman, willing to do anything and everything to fulfill the powerful feelings of adolescent lust that pervaded her nubile young body, and Peter vowed to give her everything her little heart desired.His tongue darted about inside her mouth while his massive hard-on moved into her waiting hole. He moved slowly at first, but as their excitement mounted, he began to stroke a little quicker.Her father’s long, hard shaft felt warm inside the juice-soaked recess of her young cunt. Each thrust and retreat made it feel warmer still, and the thrusts were coming faster and faster.The world was beginning to look and feel different now. His throbbing penis was making her feel alive again — alive with an all-consuming hunger for sex. It was the most erotic pleasure her young body had ever felt. It was more thrilling than having John up inside her! Nothing felt as good as her wonderful Daddy’s prick as he fucked her for the first time, nothing at all!Janice’s arms wrapped around his body as she bucked up and down wildly beneath him, feeling the pleasure churning inside her. Father and daughter were fucking in earnest. Peter felt the pressure building in his balls and realized that he would be cumming soon. He kept pumping into his c***d. Her hot super-hyper active body was driving him crazy. Their mouths continued sucking, biting, and tonguing at each other, and his hands had reached between their bodies to squeeze the soft tit flesh.Janice felt very small beneath her father’s masculine body. It made her feel very dainty. Her buttocks worked instinctively to push her hips and pubic mound up toward his heaving body until finally, the young girl was moving rhythmically, in time with her father’s pistoning prick. With every deep penetration, Janice loved it more and more. On each stroke, the little teenager’s taut pink pussy-lips clung to her father’s cock-shaft like a small, sucking mouth.Janice looked up at her father, adolescent lust burning brightly in her baby-blue eyes as she jerked her slim young hips up to meet his pile-driving cock-thrusts. Her father’s huge prick was giving her hot little cunt so much pleasure, Janice felt like she was going to faint with sheer ecstasy.”Ohhhh, Daddy! Fuck me hard! Uhh! Uhh! I’m gonna cum any second!” squealed Janice. “Goddd! Fuck meeee! I love it! Unnhnhnnnnhhhhh!”Peter felt the pressure increase in his loins. Suddenly he wanted to cum in her. He wanted to cum in his own daughter! Just that thought further inflamed his already out of control passions and he eagerly started pumping into her with wild abandon. In and out, faster and faster, harder and harder. The cum was moving into the base of his prick.If he came in her, he might impregnate her. YESSS! Suddenly that is what he wanted. He wanted all of his juice in his daughter’s cunt.AND SO DID SHE!As Peter furiously pumped in and out of the youngster she reacted with a final a****l wildness; bucking, clutching, moaning, biting, and fucking back up to him with an utter lack of sensibility.”Ooooooh, God! I’m cumming, Daddy! It feels so good! Yes! Yes! Yesssss!””Uhhhg! Jesus! I’m coming too, baby!” yelled Peter, hunching into her, “Up your cunt! Cumming up your tight, sweet, little cunt! Arrrggghhh! here comes baby… !” he uttered into her mouth and those words only seemed to encourage her further.Peter grabbed his whimpering daughter by the ass cheeks and began rapidly driving his plunging cock deep into her squirming cunt as she came.Janice’s eyes fluttered wildly as her father’s cock jerked inside her, filling her quivering twat to the brim with load after load of hot, scalding cum. Her spasms increased and she held tightly. She heard her father grunting as he began shooting his i****tuous load deep into the depths of her pussy. As his first spurt shot into her, his whole body seemed to straighten and become totally rigid, embedded and holding deep into the c***d’s body.”Uuuuhh yesssss, give it to me Daddy! Come in my cunt!!!” Janice screeched, her little pussy convulsing around his throbbing prick. “Cum, Daddy! Cummm!”As they climaxed together, Peter continued to drive his spurting cock into his squirming daughter’s frothy hole, never letting up for an instant as he fucked with all the strength he could muster. Janice’s fingers were clutching tightly on his back as blast after blast shot into her pulsating pussy. Each spurt increased the c***d’s chances of getting pregnant from her father’s loins.As Peter repeatedly rammed his prick into her to the hilt, Janice felt a familiar sensation begin to spread rapidly from deep inside her juice-filled cunt. Her blue eyes opened and closed as another powerful orgasm wracked her tiny body. She thrashed her torso about, writhing and squealing in frenzied abandon, her titties so firm and tight that there was almost no movement in them at all.”Oh God! Oh God! Ooooh, I’m cumming again, Daddy! Uuhhhh, I love cock — love your cock, Daddy! Fuck me and cum in my cunt! Ahhhh! And I’ll suck you off — and you can lick my pussy and … Ohhhh, I don’t ever wanna stop cumming!”Peter smiled to himself as he listened to her excitingly depraved words. “Oh yes, Honey,” he grunted, slamming into her cunt, “Yes, yes and yes!”He marveled at the change in his sweet little daughter. Janice was no longer the demure young teenager he knew and loved. In only a few short months, she had lost her virginity and gained an appetite for sex that seemed almost unquenchable.Suddenly the sounds of the doorbell rang out. In a panic, Peter pulled out of his daughter and hastily found his shorts, putting them on. He rushed out of the room and, after looking around nervously, he went to the door. He had been afraid that the bell would have woken Martha but apparently, she did not hear it behind her closed door.When Peter opened the front door there were two police officers that greeted him, “Are you Peter Beadrum?” one asked.Confused, he answered, “Yes. Yeah, I am.””We need you to come with us to headquarters sir. There’s a young girl in the hospital … a Nicole Lawson.” When Peter nodded his acknowledgment, the cop continued, “Apparently she’s said some things that the detectives would like to ask you about.””What’s she doing in … the hospital? I, er, I don’t understand.””I’m not too familiar with what happened sir,” said the same cop. “I heard that the k** almost bled to death. She had internal injuries or something.””What happened?” Peter wanted to know.”That’s all I really know, sir. I’m sorry,” he shrugged.Peter was in a semi-sate of shock and relief. This all happened so fast and he had been so surprised by the bell ringing while he was still in his daughter that he didn’t realize the implications.”I’ll get dressed and be right with you,” he said.By then Janice was standing nearby in her robe as Peter went into his room to change. Martha was still asleep. He decided not to wake her. He rushed back to the cops and muttered something to his daughter that he would be back in a couple of hours and then walked out to the police car with the cops. It was only when they were on their way to headquarters that Peter heard ‘rectal bleeding and injuries’. Suddenly a fear overtook him.In the morning, Peter was brought to a Municipal judge who held him over without bail and remanded him to the County Jail to await his lawyer.Apparently, Nicole had almost died and was still being monitored closely at the hospital. She told the cops that she received the injuries from Peter and she further told the authorities that he forced himself on her; forcefully sodomizing her.By the time that all of the paperwork, and the transfer to the County Jail, had taken place, it was after 6 PM. He was placed in a two-bedded cell area. It was empty. All of the prisoners were eating dinner.At about 7 PM, the prisoners filed back. The cell door opened and Peter’s mouth dropped open. 6’4″ 240 pound John Lawson was led in and the cell door slammed shut behind him, leaving just the two of them, standing face to face. The two men stared at each other. Well, the truth is John did not stare; in fact, he glared. His eyes were wild with rage as he looked at the frightened 5’7″ 160 pound Peter Beadrum.”An eye for an eye!” The huge black man whispered and a sardonic smile crossed his face as he moved to his cot and lay down.The End

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Cycle funSo, I was out cycling along the towpath a few days ago when I felt the need to stop and have a pee. Having past several small footpaths that led off into the surrounding countryside I decided on one that led to a small copse.It was nothing more than a narrow footpath which meandered from the canal to a small wooded area nearby. Private enough for my needs.It was a beautiful sunny day and apart from the occasional walker and other cyclists, the towpath was deserted.I cycled along the footpath through overgrown grass and followed its occasional incline to a spot a few hundred yards from the towpath. Parked my bike and began to remove my gloves and helmet. Looking around the path was clear as far as I could see and so I set about tackling my skin-tight cycling shorts. I rolled down the waist band and was preparing to pee when a twig snapped on the path. I looked to my right to see another cyclist riding towards me using the same route. He pulled up a few feet away and with a cheery but inquisitive look said “someone else with the same idea?”Now what are the chances of another like-minded passer-by choosing the same spot in the middle of nowhere? With my shorts rolled down there was no point in pulling them up again so I laughed and said “these tight shorts don’t help at times like this.”“Do you mind if I join you?” He said“I guess not” I replied“Cheers” he responded. Hopping off his bike and letting it fall to the bakırköy escort grass.He walked up to me and standing beside me he too rolled down the top of his cycling shorts.Feeling rather strange standing there with my genitals exposed like this and a stranger stood beside me with his exposed too was not what I had expected when I set out that day.It seemed rather bizarre to strike up a conversation as I peed and as his head was turned away from me and he was looking down the path, I couldn’t help but sneak a peek. If you know what I mean?His cock was hanging free and he was not holding it so it hung down as a continuous jet of pale-yellow pee arced towards the grass. His tanned cock was smooth and uncut, semi-flaccid and about 5” in length. He had both hands down to his side as if not to hide the display of his member. He began to turn his head back to the front so I snapped my gaze to my own penis before he could catch me looking at his tackle.I was beginning to find it difficult to pee as my own cock was stiffening under the stimulation of the situation. I peered down at it as he asked “having trouble peeing?” I looked up to see him looking down at my ripening erection. “looks like it” I laughed weakly back.“I can’t pee with a semi on he responded” with a wry smile and a wink as he began shaking the droplets of pee off his cock. He was shaking an almost fully erect penis by this time. beşiktaş escort “That’s why I always have a pee first” he continued.“First?” I repeated. “First before what?” I askedWell this is where I come for a pee and ahem…some fun.”“Fun?” I sked“Y’know, wank. A wank in the open air” he responded and started to pull rhythmically on his hard cock. A cock which had grown to about six and a half inches of solid hard manhood. His nob peeping out from inside its collar at the end of a noticeably stiff shaft.My cock had reached full size too and I began to seize the moment as I too rhythmically rolled my foreskin up and down over my swollen nob. I watch unabashed as he rolled his back in a steady rhythm and noticed he was now watching my action too.Then he let go of his and reached for mine. This was too horny for words. I released my cock to his grasp and reached across and took his cock to return the favour. His cock was hard yet soft to touch, never having held someone else’s cock before, it was quite exciting. His hand was working my cock and I began to work on his. Feeling his shaft slip through my hand as it travelled over the rim of its swollen purple head.His fingers were massaging the rim and head of my cock like as if playing the string of my instrument. We were getting wetter as our rhythm increased and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I reached my peak.“Keep going, harder, harder.” beylikdüzü escort He hissed through clenched teeth. His hand gripping my cock harder as his pace increased.Suddenly I felt a powerful wave sweep up through my balls and into my stomach, the wave surged through my belly and up the shaft like a fuse burning toward its head and a powerful spurt of white juice shot out of my cock like a white plume. My body shook uncontrollably as his hand gripped my throbbing shaft and pulled in tune with the ripples of pleasure pulsing through my prick. My turn he quipped as I began to increase the movement of my hand around his cock. I felt harder now and as I pulled on it, I could feel its throb in my hand. What an amazing feeling to have this hard, pulsating cock in my hand and controlling it every spasm of pleasure. He began to grunt as his cock stiffened and pumped in extasy. Suddenly I felt a rush of cum up the underside of his shaft and its purple head bulged with the first plume of cum, a hugely impressive spurt of some force sent it spiralling through the air in front of him. A regular pulse of spunk at short intervals followed as his cock beat a rhythm in my hand. His teeth clenched and his body heaved with his climax.Minutes later we were dressed again and I couldn’t help but wonder if he had seen me deviate up the path and followed expectantly as he had with others before?Both spent and now relieved of the burden that brought us to this spot on the path, we smiled, winked and waved our departure in opposite directions along the towpath once more.As I cycled homewards I couldn’t help but wonder how I had performed like that with a total stranger and pondered whether it might occur again in the future.

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The WeekendMy name is..Whatever your desire. I am closing in on fifty. I am also a plus size girl with very large breasts. Now imagine me as you wish.Today is Sunday. It is in the evening. The weekend has been a long but enjoyable one. These are the ones that I love. We will start Saturday morning.I hear some noises around me but choose to ignore them. Then comes soft breezes in my ear. That goes on for a minute when I hear softly”get up or you know what happens. Still groggy, I lay there for a few seconds before what I heard registered. I hop out of bed and look around. There He is. I’m not sure how he keeps getting into my room.”Pajama bottoms off and bend over” I do as He tells me. I’m curious but afraid at the same time.”spread your ass cheeks open wide’ bakırköy escort Once again I do as I am told. I hear him over near my tool chest. Yes I have a tool chest. It is 36x20x10 inches and its full.He walks over to me and smacks my asshole hard with a small paddle. I yell out from the pain. He smacks me four more times. Each one harder then the next. By the last one I have fallen onto the bed crying. He had some lotion somewhere and he starts to massage my butt.”You know this happens when you don’t listen”Once I have stopped crying and my ass feels better. “Take of you pajama top”He starts to rub my breasts and pinch and nibble on my nipples. I can feel myself closing in on an orgasm He stops. “Your not going beşiktaş escort to cum that easily’ He takes some rope from under the bed and starts to bind my breast’s separately then pulls them together tightly. He has then not to tight to turn purple. He places a pair of belled nipple clamps.”Do you want red or purple” I tell Him purple, hoping that he means pantie colors. I am wrong He takes out a purple silk dress. I raise my arms knowing He wants to slide it over me. He stops at my belly and spreads my legs. “You haven’t shaved. We will go get a new straight razor.He stands me up and pulls the dress all the way down. Which is not far, just below my ass. Add in that my nipples are hard and showing along with beylikdüzü escort my nipple clamps.We get in my car with Him driving. He uses his right hand to finger my pussy making me wet. Once we get to the store my pussy juice is dripping down my leg. My nipples are hard as rocks and every breath makes my bells ring. He makes me wait till a woman is walking toward us. I can only get out once she is when she can see my naked pussy as I spread my legs to get out. I stand and must apologize for her seeing my pussy. “HUSSY” is what she said and walks away.We walk into the store with a definite tinkling noise as I walk. He walks over to the counter and looks at a couple of the straight razors until He find the one He likes. He points to the floor which means get on all fours. I crawl over to Him and He grabs my purse and pulls out money to pay for it. He has me crawl all the way to the door so everyone can see my ass and pussy. I look up and see a man coming toward us he whispers to Him. I can hear Him “Only woman” The man walks away disappointed .If you want more please let me know

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Fucking hippies at the music festival (The Orgy atJay looked out of the window of his Uber with his head leaned against the glass. He still couldn’t believe it. This trip which was supposed to be for him and his girlfriend Lindsey, turned into a last minute solo trip when he found out she cheated on him. The strange concoction of feelings; betrayal, embarrassment, and hurt have yet to subside. Jay only hoped that the music festival would cheer him up. He could hear his pal Mike’s words echoing in his head “bro, the only way to get over her is to get some pussy, trust me man!” Jay wasn’t sure he was going to score. He was not opposed to the idea but it wasn’t a priority, he was hoping to meet some new people, listen to some cool music and just chill. On the bright side, Jay thought to himself, he had some money saved up after returning his ex’s festival and plane ticket. The setting became more rural and isolated. Jay could hear music and the thunderous chatter of hordes of young, fun, partiers; unlike Jay they probably did not have a care in the world, he thought to himself. As they finally approached the venue, the Uber driver stopped the car. “Well, here we are,” said the Uber driver who appeared to be in his 50s. A mixture of excitement and anxiety filled Jay. He was now going to leave the ‘safety’ of the vehicle. He expected to be with his girlfriend but he was now alone and knew no one, everyone else at the festival seemed to know each other. Optimistically, Jay marked his Uber as arrived, gave the driver his usual 5 star rating and stepped out. The driver stepped out and took Jay’s backpack out of the trunk. It was large, Jay wanted to be sure to be prepared and thus packed well. Jay stepped out of the car and stretched. He felt slightly light-headed between the flight from Cleveland Ohio and the Uber drive from the airport. He steadied himself with one arm against the car and then grabbed his bag from the waiting hand of the driver.“Thanks,” Jay said.“Enjoy your time,” the driver responded before getting back into his Toyota Prius and driving off into the distance. Well, there goes the only other person Jay knows… knew.Putting his backpack on his shoulders, Jay stepped forward and braved the festival. Jay looked around for a second to observe the scene. People seemed to be having fun. There were two guys and a girl on his right sitting on the grass smoking hookah. There were two guys who appeared to be in their late 20s on his left giving each other “bro pounds” with one hand and holding cups of beer with the other while smiling, Jay did not know what their conversation was about but they seemed happy about something. Further ahead was a very large crowd of people. There was a loud and steady beat in the background. A band was on stage, Jay neither recognized the band nor knew what they were saying in their song. Some of the people in the crowd were listening to the band, some were singing along, and there was even a couple making out, but most people were just hanging out and having casual conversations.Jay went to a canopy and got himself a beer. Maybe a cup would help him unwind and get into the mood. There were still a few hours of sunlight left, not that darkness would stop anything, in his experience parties usually get more alive at night! Jay approached spotted two girls nearby talking to each other. One of the girls was blonde, her hair was braided in 2 French braids and wore face paint around her eyes. She wore only a bra for a top and a flowy, patterned maxi skirt. The shape of the skirt revealed a somewhat plump and shapely butt. The parts of her face not concealed by the face paint were red, likely from exposure to the sun. She looked very young, likely 18 or 19 years old. The other girl was tall, she was probably 5’11. Her hair was dark and cut very short, it reminded Jay of Anne Hathaway in Les Miserables. This girl had a very attractive face. She wore a black midriff shirt that both accentuated her dark hair and revealed a flat, toned, stomach and a short, tattered, jean skirt. She was barefooted and black nail polish adorned her toes.With some liquid courage in him, Jay approached the women. “Hey guys, do you know who’s playing right now?”The girls stopped mid conversation and calmly turned their heads toward Jay. The tall brunette had striking green eyes; it was her who answered first. She leaned forward a little so Jay could hear her over the loud music.“That’s Alison Wonderland,” she responded.Jay nodded his head, he was not familiar with the band. “Yea, she’s from Australia,” the blonde girl with the youthful face responded. “You never heard of her did you?” The tall, short haired girl asked.With a smile, Jay shook his head and admitted he didn’t. “It’s alright, we didn’t either until recently,” the blonde girl said.Jay introduced himself and conversed with the girls. They were from California and arrived that morning. They had a very laid back vibe, Jay wondered if they were high or naturally like that. Not wanting to stereotype on appearances, Jay became suspicious about whether or not the two girls were lesbians. If so, he could not assess whether or not they were just being polite, either way he did not want to be “that guy”. Jay told the girls he was going to get another drink and walk around, if anything he now knew some people he could talk to, they seemed cool enough.Jay finished his drink and got another. As he waded through crowds of people, he saw a girl with crazy, curly hair and nipple pasties pass him; they were nice but her face somewhat reminded him of Lindsey. Maybe it was just him, maybe he was going to see here everywhere now. Jay moved deep in the crowd to watch the band. The deeper in the crowd he went, the more attentive the people were to the music. Jay stopped somewhere in the sea of festival-goers. On his left, was a shirtless guy, he had bakırköy escort a girl sitting on his shoulders. The girl’s smooth, bare legs and sunflower yellow flip-flops dangled right near Jay’s face. Jay listened to the band. He knew these guys, they were sts9, they were very good, they played strange, psychedelic music. A guy to the right of Jay was talking to some friends in a very animated manner; he repeatedly bumped into Jay slightly. As he grew more animated he bumped into Jay kind of hard. Jay turned toward the guy and the guy turned back. The guy was shirtless, and skinny. He had a wild beard and resembled somewhere between a Woodstock hippie, a caveman, and Jesus. “Oh shit dude, my bad!” The guy gave Jay a pound. “You’re good man,” Jay responded. One of the girls the guy was talking to, a black girl with smooth dark skin, bright teeth, and a septum piercing chimed in. “Jeez, watch where you’re going Messiah!” the girl jokes. “I’m Messiah,” the man said to Jay. “You could probably guess why.”“I’m Jay.”“Fuckin’ rad name man!”He breaks out into a hearty laugh. He was obviously high on something… or a few things. Messiah was very warm and seemed fun with few, if any inhibitions. Jay and Messiah talked for a few minutes about the music and about the festival. The black girl Messiah was with squeezed his waist and told him “I gotta go pee K, I’ll be back.” Jay loved how free everyone at this festival seemed to be.After a long time talking, Jay eventually felt comfortable enough to tell Messiah about his girlfriend cheating, and how he found out she was sucking some dude’s dick while he was working hard to pay for a trip for the 2 of them. Messiah put an arm around Jay’s shoulders and pointed at his chest. “No my man, I’m gonna make sure you have fun, get fucked up and even get laid!”Jay laughed. Already he was feeling better. Jay accidentally flailed into the leg of the girl who was next to him, sitting on the guy’s shoulders. Jay apologized.“That’s alright,” the girl said with a friendly smile. She was cute but she was with a guy, Jay knew he couldn’t do anything. Even if he could talk to the guy to disarm him and eventually fool around with the girl behind his back that would be too much work, besides, what kind of hypocrite would he be messing around with a taken girl after complaining about the very same thing happening to him? As if the universe had heard his thoughts, Messiah nudged Jay with his elbow and forearm. “Hey man, I got some people I want you to meet.”Jay followed Messiah through the sea of people. He smelled the smell of marijuana in the air. The sun was setting and covered everything with a beautiful golden tint. There were all sorts of strange characters, topless men, topless women, a group of girls sitting in a circle burning strong smelling herbal leaves, people who were clearly high on all sorts of d**gs, drunk people, a girl hippie girl who was in her own world dancing to the music with her eyes closed. As Jay waded through the assortment of strange characters to keep up with Messiah a hippie girl with no shirt on, adorned with bracelets and a messy “birds nest” of hair smiling at Jay. She had devious eyes, a cute smile, and appeared high. Jay wanted to talk to her, afraid he would not be able to find her again in the crowd, but he did not want to lose sight of Messiah, who paced through the crowd. Messiah walked toward a tent where there were 2 girls standing out front. The 2 girls were both stunning. How the hell does a crazy bastard like Messiah run into hotties like this? Jay asked himself. Immediately Jay remembered how fun, and welcoming Messiah was, it was no mystery that people would gravitate toward him, especially in a setting like this. The girls introduced themselves. One of the girls was Skye, she had Olive skin with arms that were lightly feathered with blonde peach fuzz, and was ethnically ambiguous. Skye had a pair of bright green eyes that blazed underneath heavy eye shadow that was almost reminiscent of Charlize Theron’s character Imperator Furiosa from Mad Max. A henna tattoo decorated her bottom lip down to her chin. Skye had dreadlocks that was held in a ponytail by a scrunchie. The ends of her dreadlocks had all sorts of beads and trinkets.Next to Skye was a woman equal in beauty, her name was Sage. While Skye had tanned skin that matched the sunset that approached, Sage was the opposite. Sage had pale, white skin. Sage had a pointy nose and full lips, she also had hair composed of messy dreads. Sage had a sleeve tattoo that covered her right arm entirely and wrapped around her neck. The tattoos seemed to be mainly artwork such as flowers and Buddhist images. Sage wore a crown of flowers around her head. Both girls were topless and had full, ample, breasts.Jay extended his hand for a handshake but was rejected when both girls ignored the handshake and gave him a hearty hug, topless and all. “So, where are you from?” Skye asked; she was smiling the entire time. “I’m from Cleveland… Ohio,” Jay added in case the girls were bad at US geography. “What about you guys?” Jay inquired.“We all traveled here together. We’re from Colorado, a city called Fort Collins,” Sage replied.“Yea, I think I heard of it,” Jay said, wondering if he really did the moment after the words left his mouth. It didn’t matter anyway. “Hey, Jay here just broke up with his girlfriend, we’re gonna show him a fuckin’ good time!” Messiah said. Jay couldn’t believe Messiah would just tell his business like that, but he knew he should have suspected it. Oh well, it is what it is, Jay thought. “What are you drinking?” Jay asked Sage. “This is a little homemade recipe from Colorado. Here, have a sip,” Sage said holding the cup near Jay’s mouth. Jay lifted his cup so Sage could pour some of it for him.“Oh, fuck that!” Sage said, “I don’t care if you beşiktaş escort put your mouth on it man!”Jay took a sip of the beverage, it was sweet and good, nothing hit him yet but he was anticipatory for when it did. Bassnectar, a DJ played a rhythmic song in the background as Jay, Messiah, and the girls chatted. “I might as well set up camp here,” Jay said. “You guys look like you’ll be cool neighbors.”Jay set down his large backpack and began searching for his tent. “Oh, fuck that. Set up later, let’s have some fun!” Skye said, grabbing Jay’s arm and pulling Jay toward their tent. “You’re gonna try some Special K with us!” Sage grabbed Jay’s other arm and walked with him. “Yea, that last Bassnectar set sucked ass, let’s go inside” Messiah said as he followed the trio into the tent.As the girls, each holding one of Jay’s arms playfully skipped toward the tent, Jay passed a neighboring tent where he heard the moans of multiple women. Skye, Sage, and Messiah all seemed unfazed. Jay attempted to peek into the tent but could only see ambiguous parts of naked bodies. Reaching the entrance of their tent, Jay carefully lowered his head, dodging a dreamcatcher that was hanging at the entrance. “Namaste,” Skye said to Jay when he entered. Jay said it back jokingly but felt embarrassed when Sage said it too and he realized they were being serious. “Good vibes to you Jay,” Sage said, blessing Jay as he stepped into their cozy space. “Namaste, good vibes man,” Messiah echoed.The inside of the tent was completely adorned with all sorts of trinkets, covers on the floor that had a retro look, comforters and pillows in tie dye patterns, healing crystals, and even a nitrous oxide tank. Skye sat on the floor Indian style, Sage kneeled on the bed, her feet underneath her butt. Jay stood up while Messiah sat on the cushion on the opposite side of Sage. “Jesus Jay, relax!” Sage said pulled Jay onto the bed next to her. Messiah pulls out a bag of a white crystal substance. “You ever K Hole, brotha?” Messiah asked Jay.Jay did not really go out too much when he was dating Lindsey. He did not yet get a chance to try Ketamine, molly, or a few other d**gs he was curious about.“Nah, man,” Jay responded. “Ladies first,” Messiah said. Sage and Skye each snorted a bump of K and then gave it to Jay. “Go ahead, you’ll like it trust me,” Skye said.Jay followed suit and snorted it, but didn’t feel much. He figured he wouldn’t do too much his first time. Messiah took a large amount, and let out a “whoo, fuck yea!”An ambient set by Tipper, a London artist could be heard playing outside of the tent along with the sounds of love-making that could be heard from the tent nearby. Jay began to feel very relaxed. Jay looked over at Messiah, who lay down on the floor. This must be the “K Hole” experience Messiah was talking about, Jay thought to himself. Shortly afterwards Jay himself began to really feel the effects. Jay’s body felt more relaxed than he’s ever remembered feeling in his entire life. Jay felt like he was in another world, his ego was gone, and he felt like his spirit left his body. The hurt feeling he felt toward his girlfriend throughout the trip, the anxiety he felt being in this large crowd alone slowly melted away.Next to him, Sage lit some pleasant smelling incense and Skye now removed her pants. Skye was completely naked now, her thighs were thick and her body revealed to be in very good shape and her vagina was covered in thick hair. Skye threw her patterned, boho pants on the floor. Sage set the incense down and was now also completely butt naked and tan lines bordered the bottom half of her near-perfect body. The two girls moved around, dancing to the music outside, they danced with each other in a strangely erotic way. Jay, still tripping, watched in pleasure while the 2 girls moved rhythmically. The music playing outside sounded incredible as time slowed down. All inhibitions now gone, Jay began dancing with Sage and Skye. The scent of their dreadlock oils was pleasant and filled the air of the tent. Skye began unbuckling Jay’s pants while Sage began making out with him. Jay felt a surge of arousal as Skye successfully unbuckled Jay’s shorts and pulled them down before pulling down his underwear as well. Sage pulled Jay’s shirt off and began covering his neck and chest with soft, slow, wet kisses. As soon as Jay’s underwear came off his penis sprung up erect. Now everyone was completely nude. Both girls then proceeded to suck on either side of Jay’s neck, their breasts pressed against his body. Sage moved her mouth to Jay’s ear and breathed hot air into his ear. Before Jay had a chance to wonder what she was doing, he felt chills move through his body from her breath in his ear. Skye began to jerk Jay’s penis. Jay realized he didn’t have a condom on but before he could care, Skye took his tumescence and put it into her warm, welcoming mouth. With Sage now making out with him and Skye sucking his penis, Jay moved his hands down Sage’s back and down her plump buttocks. With Skye working hard sucking Jay’s penis Sage stopped kissing Jay and hugged him. It was unusual, there was nothing sexual about it, but her body was pressed against his in a warm embrace. He could feel her soft skin against his. Was this some weird tantric thing she was doing? Jay didn’t know, but he liked it, he felt bonded from her embrace. Still “floating” from the ketamine high, Jay melted into Sage’s embrace while Skye continued to suck his penis vigorously. Jay did not have sex or masturbate for a while. First he was not feeling well enough to masturbate after the break up, then he had a long flight. “Slow down or I’m gonna cum,” Jay said to Skye. She didn’t care, she sucked his penis with so much intensity, if Jay exploded in her mouth so be it; she was not going to take a break. Jay watched as beylikdüzü escort Skye’s dreadlocks bounced playfully back and forth as she bobbed her head on his penis. Just before Jay was sure he was going to hit the “point of no return” Sage released the embrace and lay Jay down on the mattress, this caused Skye to stop sucking right before Jay reached orgasm. Jay was lying supine on the mattress with his erect penis in the air. Sage got on top of Jay’s dick and began riding him. Coincidentally, “Don’t Stop” by Liquid Stranger could be heard from outside of the tent. Sage moved rhythmically to the beat as she rode him while dancing. Skye, also wanting action, climbed on top of Jay’s face and sat on it, facing Sage. Skye’s pussy sat on top of Jay’s mouth and he promptly began to suck on it. Both girls began to moan in as they fondled one another’s breasts while receiving pleasure from Jay’s body. Jay gripped Skye’s shapely, tatted, buttocks as he continued to perform cunnilingus. Sage got up on one knee and grinded on Jay’s cock.“Mmmmm!!! Mmmmm!!!!” Jay tried to protest to get Sage to stop, he did not want to ejaculate inside of her but he could not talk with Skye sitting on his face. In a merciful act, Sage moved off of Jay’s face. “Sage, I’m gonna cum!” Jay warned.“That’s the point,” Sage said. Jay expelled air from his nose in a slight laugh. Skye did not want to move, she was enjoying it too much, but after stealing a few more seconds of grinding, she got up. Jay felt lucky that he did not cum inside of her. Jay held his penis and jerked it a little bit, he had to take a break, if he went any longer he would have exploded inside of Sage’s pussy or Skye’s mouth for sure. Sage went to the nitrous tank, it had a face mask attached to the end of the hose; she turned it on, inhaled it, then gave some to Skye. The girls then gave Jay the mask which he inhaled as well. Jay now felt even lighter than he did before. Between the high from the Ketamine, the nitrous oxide, and sexual sensation, Jay was on cloud 9. Both girls went back into the bed with Jay, ready to continue their sexual experience. Again, it started with kissing, before Sage aggressively pulled Jay on top of her, his penis entered her missionary. As he thrusted, Skye got behind Jay and lay on his back. The warmth of Skye’s skin on Jay’s back almost doubled the sensation of pleasure.“Oh, fuck yea,” Sage whispered. Skye pushed Jay’s buttocks, thrusting it deeper into Sage. After a few minutes Jay got up and flipped Sage onto her knees in a doggystyle position. Skye eagerly kneeled down right next to Sage, apparently the girls did not mind if Jay “double dipped” with them. The bottom of their soles were dirty from walking around barefooted, but that did not deter Jay. He thrusted into Sage, and her round bottom bounced on his pelvis. Jay pulled out of Sage. “Let me suck her cum off of your dick first,” Skye said. She, as promised, sucked Sage’s fluids off of Jay’ penis before having it enter her. Jay plunged into Skye, electronic music playing outside set a good tempo for him. Jay focused on Skye’s back and buttocks, it was beautiful, she had a curvy figure, which were accentuated by a pair of dimples in her lower back. Skye’s already-gorgeous body was covered with beautiful tattoos. “Ahhhhh, Ooooooh, Ahhhhhh, Oooooh,” Skye moaned. The sounds were too much!Jay stopped thrusting for a while to contain himself but it didn’t matter, Skye began pressing her butt cheeks into Jay’s pelvis, essentially fucking him. “Slow down,” Jay said, sweating and trying to hold it in. Skye did not care, she was enjoying it too much. This festival was about fun, and pleasure, and enjoying music, enjoying each other’s bodies. “Fuck, yes!!!” Skye groaned aggressively.“Oh, my God!” Jay said as he pulled out. That was it, Jay reached the point of no return, he felt a wave of heat and good emotions flood through his body and his eyes began to roll into the back of his head. A surge of pleasure rushed to his penis and he felt the warmth move through his penis and shoot out. A long, thick, rope of cum rocketed onto Skye’s back, covering her tattoos; it shot far onto her right shoulder, with a small bit hitting her locks. Jay was not done, he was backed up with semen, as Sage turned around to see what was going on, another spurt coincidentally shot into her in the face. Although an unexpected stream of Jay’s DNA beamed Sage in the face, she was not fazed in the slightest, in fact, she did not even blink or show any change in expression when it hit her. Jay let out an involuntary moan as he shot out another good three more streams, his penis pulsating with pleasure each time, until the rest dribbled in a pool on Skye’s lower back. The semen dripped off of Sage’s face like icing off of a glazed donut. Skye got up, her back still soaked with cum, and proceeded to lick the thick, milky, remainder off of her friend’s face. Still under the effects of the K, Jay began seeing different colors. The combination of the post-orgasm, the Ketamine, and the nitrous gas he hit almost knocked Jay out, he was surprised he did not K Hole and ended up on the floor like Messiah, who was still passed out in a state of bliss by the entrance of the tent. Jay needed some air. He put on his underwear, was about to put on his shorts but remembered how casual of an environment he was in and how many people he saw running around topless, in underwear, or even nude. Jay stumbled out of the tent and fresh air rushed into his face. He lay down, supine on the ground. Skye and Sage soon followed, they did not bother putting on clothing, and their naked bodies rested on top of Jay. It was now night, and all of the stars in the sky glistened in the wilderness. While the steady beat of a Bassnectar song, Deja Voom played faintly in the background, Jay felt he was at peace with the wilderness. The Wookfest that he originally regretted because his significant other was not with him was now perhaps the greatest experience in his life. Jay lay there while the warm bodies of his two hippie lovers radiated pleasant energy into his. He was at peace and he was happy, happier than he has ever been.

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“A HIGHLY EXPECTED ADVENTURE”After finishing an exciting race under heavy weather conditions, my friend told me to meet him at the locker room, after everyone else has left the premises. I was totally aroused with the idea and the expectation, not being sure what was there, in hand for me.When I reached the locker room later this evening, he was already there taking a shower. Without saying anything, I stripped of my clothes and surprised him by getting in the shower without making a noise. When he felt me touching his elegant body he turned to me and he offered me the beauty of his nakedness, once again. Since the last time we secretly met and mated, I have had very strong and vivid fantasies about a probable reunion, under similar terms and conditions. Therefore, I was so eager to meet him and take him inside me, once again, one way or another. As being well prepared for what was going to follow, I bent myself before him and took him in my mouth without saying a thing. I started licking him vigorously and stroking his gorgeous organ with my lips, up and down. His beautiful penis was so erected and hard like a stone. I gave him some delicate bites and he really enjoyed it. After a while I felt like I couldn’t wait anymore and the inevitable should happen right here, right now. The act for which I was mentally and physically prepared to endure, by training for some time now my anus playing with my sex toys, was about to take place. I had to have this beautiful cock right up in my asshole. I stood up, turned my back to him, bent a little, curved my spine downwards exposing my ass to him and carefully guided his cock with my hand towards my greedy hole. As soon as his head made contact with my asshole I let go of it and told him, calmly but decisively “You can fuck my ass now and you can fuck me as hard as you want. I want you to penetrate me violently and harsh. I want you to tear me apart with your gorgeous cock. I want you to fill me all the way up with your meaty organ.” As it seems, this invitation came at the right time to him, so he grabbed my hips with his two hands and gave me a forceful push, penetrating instantly my ass with all his length. I felt a flash of pain when my asshole stretched wide open to receive his hard cock and I had to bite my lips to avoid screaming. He started moving back and forth in a very fast and ferocious way, moaning. I tried to control bakırköy escort my pain and my panic. This was like ****. I took some deep breaths and tried to control my muscles down there, something I have exercised a lot in private playing with my erotic and other cock-shaped toys. The fact that I have asked for it, that violent intercourse, was taken by my lover literally. Before I know it he became wilder and started slapping my buttocks. I welcomed the pleasant pain with moans of satisfaction. Soon my asshole was so open and his penetration so deep, that I could feel his long battering ram moving in and out my pleasure canal effortlessly, hitting and pressing on my prostate. This gave me some pain but also a great pleasure. By now I was in control of my body and started contracting and releasing my ass muscles, giving this way a pleasant massage on every inch of his adorable cock. He felt it all the way and moaned as he told me “what are you doing to me with your ass. It’s so nice … oh I feel like coming.” I reached out with my right hand and grabbed his hanging balls (which during all that time I felt them hitting me on my perineum) and squeezed them. “Come on, why don’t you do it…. Why don’t you let it go…. Give me every single drop of sperm you’ve got….. I need to feel it as deep as possible…. I need you to put down the fire inside”. Less than a minute later, I felt him pumping on my ass so hard and violently that I thought I would collapse and he screamed: “I am coming; I am pouring all I’ve got in your torn asshole”. And then I felt a thick and hot liquid flushing up my asshole and it was like a balsam on my tormented abyss, which was hitting red because of all this rubbing, stroking and violent force applied. I welcomed his rich load of cum with great pleasure and as soon as I felt that he was done, I pulled myself aside, turned to him and took his dripping penis in my mouth. It was so hot and tasteful with all those juices, his cock juices and my anus juices. I licked it all the way and swept with my greedy tongue every single drop of the precious liquids and swallowed them as if it was nectar. The idea that I was just sucking on the magnificent cock that a few seconds ago was penetrating me, puncturing my asshole, made me so excited that without expecting it and because probably my prostate was so irritated and milked out beşiktaş escort by his beautiful organ, I felt my erotic liquids coming out of my body on a relieving long orgasm. My asshole was feeling swollen and I thought amusingly to myself that I wouldn’t be able to sit properly for a week or more. After we finished drying out our juices, we sat for some time, speechless, on the bench to catch our breath and relax. Time had no value and we didn’t seem to care that it was already past 10.00 in the night. Then we decided to take a hot shower together. With a lot of shower jell we started rubbing one other’s back, chest, legs, buttocks and then concentrated on washing each other’s cock, tenderly and gently. Before we know it we were hard again. It was my lover’s turn now to offer me his weak side. He placed his right leg on the bench and bent over slightly, offering me a wonderful view of his well shaped ass and his hanging genitals. Without thinking I fell to my knees and brought my face at his ass level. I started teasing his balls with my lips and my tongue, kissing them gently, licking them and taking them one after the other in my mouth, sucking on them as soft as possible. He liked it a lot and I could hear his moans clearly. Then, I brushed with my tongue his perineum, this very sensitive area of a male’s body and this gesture of mine brought chills to him. Before I know it and without considering my action, I found myself running my tongue along the slot of his ass and after a while I concentrated on licking his beautiful tinny asshole, vigorously. He was hairless at this particular spot, something I appreciated a lot. His skin was so smooth and tender there, that I completely surrendered to the sense. His moans and spasms became more vivid and strong. Oh, he loved what I was doing to him. I tried to push the edge of my tongue in his little hole, but it was so tight that made it impossible. Then I heard him say. “I am ready. Take me now. Do it smoothly. I am not used to it”. I stood up, took my erected penis in my hand and started rubbing its head, gently, on his asshole which was already wet from my saliva. Slowly, I started pushing myself towards him. Before I know it, his hole was stretched up and I saw my cocks head vanishing in his anus. This sight was very arousing and I started moving back and forth, slowly at the beginning, beylikdüzü escort faster afterwards, until the whole of my penis could be digested by his cute ass. He was moving too, synchronized to my moves, moaning and talking dirty. “Oh, you are fucking my fucking ass…. Oh, I love it …. Oh, it is so nice…. I want to feel you very deep inside me … oh I want you to tear up my fucking hole”. My cock was so hard and his asshole was so tight. Probably it was the smallest and narrowest place I have ever entered with my organ. I could feel his muscles pressing along the whole length of my penis and this feeling of the tight embracement was so pleasant. We continued finding one other’s pace for several minutes and then I heard him say. “I cannot handle it anymore. I feel my ass paralyzed. Come on …. Finish me up …. Give me all that you’ve got”. He needn’t say it again. Before I realized it and since he was vigorously pumping his ass towards me, stroking my cock rapidly for 4-5 times, an explosion took place and tons of my hot cum launched from my prostate right in the abyss of his anus. With a relaxing moan he accepted my thick donation of sperm exactly at the right spot, where he got his fire burning and fell into his knees punting. His ass was dripping the excessive of my juices which his stretched asshole could not withhold. This view was very sexual and stimulating. A white thick flow coming right out of the most sensitive and hidden part of his body. I could not resist and I just bent over, put my mouth right there, left the smells and the tastes conquer me and started licking this erotic area of his, clean. The idea that I was kissing and licking the very right spot that seconds ago I have delivered a big load of my erotic juices turned me on and I didn’t stop doing it until his irritated asshole, his perineum, his balls were all cleaned and washed up from every drop of juices extracted either from my cock or from his ass. The smell and the taste of this mixture were unique and made me extremely horny. It was something I have never experienced before. After everything was completed, we sat close together for a while without talking. I was feeling so good, so mentally and sexually full, that I wanted those moments of completeness to last as long as possible.The time has passed already and we had to go. We took a last shower to freshen up, got dressed, gave each other a tender hug and before we knew it, we took our separate ways.I am wondering if we are going to meet again and if my ultimate fantasy will be ever materialized. That is why, before saying our good buys, I told him, next time if any, to bring a gentle, good looking, well equipped friend of his, along. geocal

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Many Firsts for SissyI have always had a desire for dressing femme and having submissive thoughts ever since I can remember. I started like many other gurls by trying on my mother’s lingerie and loving it. Things gradually escalated to shaving (thankfully I am blonde and not very hairy naturally), experimenting with make-up, and inevitably sucking cock at the park toward the end of my college days. I was on my way to being a true sissy gurl now that I reflect on it. Everything I did was subconsciously geared toward looking and feeling more effeminate like keeping my body fit, tan and smooth; buying and hiding my sexy lingerie; allotting time to privately sneak away to suck random men at the park. But it seems every sissy has a moment of reckoning, and this very, very little fabricated story was mine…Call it vanity or whatever, but I’ve always been drawn to the idea of being watched or pictures taken of me dressed sexy and with a hot guy. There was just something so taboo and risky that made it a top fantasy. So when I ran across an online posting for a mature man wanting to film a younger man sucking his cock in my area, I was fascinated. I must have read the ad a dozen times before I responded. I explained that I was a crossdresser and he immediately replied that the idea of being with a CD would be more than welcome. He also told me that he was in his mid-fifties. That made me hesitate as being in my twenties, I wasn’t really interested in sexual contact with an older guy. He said there didn’t need to be any sexual contact; he just wanted to film me. Even to my surprise, I agreed. So when the day came to meet, I showered clean and shaved smooth. I normally don’t apply heavy makeup, but today I wanted to use it to conceal my identity a bit, so I went heavier on the eyes. With my little Justin Bieber highlighted haircut, which was long for a boy, but short for a girl, it was difficult to tell which sex I was. I picked out a matching cream colored with floral design bra and panty set. My jewelry consisted of a necklace, toe ring, and anklet. I threw some shorts, t-shirt, and flip-flops on and headed to the heavily wooded park to be displayed as a sissy on film. It was so nerve-racking, but incredibly exciting. I arrived a little early and grabbed my blanket that I brought and started to head down the path into the woods, carefully following his predetermined directions. My concern of doing this outside and getting caught was soon alleviated because it was so remote and hidden. I went across the wooden bridge and veered on to a lesser traveled path, over a couple small hills and saw the perfect spot to spread out my blanket. I stripped down to bra and panties and layed down to wait. It was summer and very humid even though it wasn’t even noon yet but thankfully I was under complete shade from the trees. As I was waiting, a million nervous thoughts were running through my head. Plus, I didn’t even know if he would show up. With so much uncertainty, I almost left, but in peering up, I saw someone coming down the path. I froze. Over the two hills he came and got closer. I could see he was carrying a small, hand-held camera (this was before cell phone video capability). And I also immediately noticed he wasn’t a very attractive man. He looked at least 60 to me. He was dressed in a white tank top and shorts with sandals. And he was super hairy. I mean hairy arms that carried all the way to his shoulders and hair poking out of his tank top on his chest. In addition, he had a pretty good bakırköy escort sized gut. Right then I was so glad he agreed that there would be no sexual contact between us. He couldn’t see me as he approached because it was so secluded so he did our prearranged sign which was to clap twice. In my head, I thought this was it. Now or never. I was shaking from nervous excitement. But I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t go through with my fantasy. I clapped twice back and he turned my direction. See saw me and immediately raised his camera to start filming me. No greeting, no talking, just action because the camera was rolling. My first time being filmed. I immediately started posing and touching and rubbing myself to put on a sexy little show. Why not because I’d officially been recorded in sissy lingerie and makeup for all to see. His reaction to me and my appearance turned me on even more. He was commenting how hot I looked and he started to play with himself. One hand on the camera and the other stroking his cock through his shorts. He eventually dropped his shorts and boxers to play with his now hard bare cock. All the while I was rolling around and spreading and teasing him. Needless to say, I liked showing off as much as he liked filming me. Occasionally he would order me in sexy poses and to perform certain acts. He got bold and reached into his shorts pocket and pulled out a tube of lubricant and tossed it to me. I figured he wanted me to jack off with it so I pulled my panties off my clitty and began to lube it up. He corrected me and said he wanted me to finger fuck myself. Well, okay, I’ve done that many times before so I pulled the thing strap out of my pussy ass and slowly, seductively began to insert a finger into my tight little boi pussy. It felt good. Really good as I started to freely fuck myself drawing tiny moans and coos from me. He was getting excited watching this show and probably couldn’t wait to get home and replay it and stroke off to it. But then he told me to do it doggy style. Okay I thought; anything for the director and the sake of a hot film. But I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to finger yourself in doggy, but it’s really hard and you can’t get great penetration. He saw this struggle and asked me if I wanted help. I paused, but whether pure horniness or maybe starting to build trust with him, I said okay. He set the camera down on the edge of the blanket but made sure it was the right angle to keep filming me. He pulled off his tank top. Then he squirted a big glob of lube on my pussy ass and drove a finger deep into me. The suddenness shocked me a bit. He fingered me roughly which was a direct contrast to my seductive fingerbanging. Soon he added a second digit. I moaned due to the discomfort but accepted his manipulations. I could feel his hard cock touching my left leg as he opened up my pussy. It felt okay, but I was wondering when it was going to be over. My answer came quite soon when he pulled his fingers out and split my legs and climbed in between. I thought oh my god he’s going to try to fuck me. Immediately I said no. I always knew I would eventually get fucked, but I pictured my first being with a hot guy in a nice hotel or something; not here in the woods and certainly not with this guy. Even though I was saying no, he kept trying to slide himself inside me. Finally, he gave up and he told me that I needed to loosen up a bit. He told me to stay right where I was at while he dug back into his pocket. beşiktaş escort This time he pulled out a little brown bottle. I had no idea what it was. He came around and kneeled in front of me and he uncapped the bottle and sniffed it twice deeply. Whatever it was, it seemed to please him. He offered it to me and I rejected it because of being unsure of the contents. He explained that it was poppers and it would help me loosen up. I was skeptical so I took a small sniff of it as he held it under my nose. It smelled very chemically and powerful. He again corrected me and said to exhale all my air then breath it in and hold it. Nervously, I exhaled as he plugged one of my nostrils and I breathed it in and held it. He told me to let it go. When I did, oh my. My temples were throbbing. A wave of heat and euphoria came over me. I was dizzy. And most of all, super horny. Like hornier than I’d ever been. I also remember that all I wanted was touch. Whether it was him touching me or me touching him. Body contact was now so erotic. Losing my balance a bit, I fell forward so my head was on his big stomach. I wrapped my right arm around his leg for balance and just to touch him. He was talking about how good it feels and how I was such a good little slut. All the while pushing my head slowly down his hairy tummy. Eventually my right cheek brushed his raging-hard cock. I don’t know what came over me, but I automatically turned my head and accepted his cock into my mouth. I began sucking desperately like it was the last cock I’d ever get to suck. He moaned his appreciation and kept a hand on the back of my head. I wasn’t going anywhere though. With his cock still in my mouth, he put the poppers under my nose again and instructed me to inhale. I did and it started the spin cycle all over again. But this time he abruptly pulled his cock away from me, much to my disappointment. He kept a hand on me and told me to stay there as he maneuvered himself behind me again. He again split my legs and pulled the thong strap to the side. He opened up my pussy ass and began sliding his cock up and down my crack. I didn’t care this time as long as I was getting touched. Then I felt him adjust down slightly and felt the pressure of his greasy cock on my virgin pussy. He asked me if I was ready but didn’t really intend on waiting for a response. His meat started to open me up again and I was helpless to stop him, nor did I want to because this was the ultimate touch. He slid halfway in and locked his hands on my hips giving me little baby humps to get me used to his invading cock. He asked me if I liked it and I just turned over my shoulder and said “Fuck me!” With that he buried himself into me, making me his bitch. I thought getting my first cock would hurt, but whether I was loosened up by the fingerbanging or a lot of lube or the poppers relaxing my hole, it didn’t hurt. I just felt full. Just deliciously full. He continued to fuck me and I discovered that I am not a quiet fuck. I couldn’t help but to moan and encourage him so the exquisite feeling wouldn’t stop. He reached over the top of me and I could feel his hairy, now sweaty, chest on my back and he had me breath in the poppers again. This time two hits. I was euphoric. But after he did that, he buried himself deep in me and began gradually pivoting me around 180 degrees. I didn’t know why; I just went with it as long as that cock stayed in me. Then I saw the camera on the edge of the blanket and realized that not beylikdüzü escort only was I captured on film as a sissy, I had sucked cock and was getting my first fuck all recorded. What could I do? I wasn’t going to stop so I just let my slutty humiliation be documented. Soon after he made sure to get my face on camera getting plowed, he again abruptly pulled out. He smacked my butt and said to sit up. I turned to him and propped myself up on my hands. He said he needed a break and I could see why because he as working me over hard and it was hot out. He was glistening in sweat. He took the opportunity to pour a lot of lube on his cock so it was dripping wet. I just sat there admiring him. Still high and wanting touch, I began rubbing his hairy arms and shoulders and eventually worked my way to the thick, sweaty hair on his chest. It was amazing to me that what disgusted me just 20 minutes ago was now such a huge attraction. I thought to myself that this is what a team man looks like. After a minute break he told me to hand him the poppers. I did and he uncapped and inhaled deeply twice. He gave it a second then did it twice more. He had that wild glazed look in his eyes. He offered them to me so I leaned forward and expertly inhaled twice. So high. So horny. So perfect. Then he said to hit it again. I didn’t need more, but I wasn’t going to disobey so I loaded up again. I leaned on my hands and looked up. The trees were spinning so I had to close my eyes. When I did, he scooped under my legs indicating that he wanted me to lay back flat. I went down to the blanket and it felt like I was on a cloud. I just extended my arms above my head and opeed my legs as a girl should He moved up to mount me. Instinctively, I drew my knees up and open so he could have easy access to my sex. He guided his head in and I moaned almost in relief as the rest of him entered me. He moved up to fully mount his bitch. With his arms under mine and that chest I now loved firmly planted on top of my bra-covered tittie, I wrapped my arms around his neck and back to accept his cock plunging in and out of me. Whwn I finally opened my eyes, I realized his mouth was inches away from me. He hadn’t tried to kiss me yet, but I so badly wanted him to. I decided to take a chance and I reached up and kissed him. This may have surprised him a bit, but he responded by burying his mouth into mine. Much like everything he did, he was rough and aggressive. His tongue probed my mouth deeply. I just kept moaning and whimpering around his tongue as his cock took over my body. He broke the kiss and asked me if I wanted him to cum in my mouth or my ass. I didn’t say anything. What I wanted was for him to continue fucking me so I wrapped my legs around him and hooked my ankles together. He took that as the green light to creampie me. Immediately he began breathing hard and almost growling as he dumped his seeds into me. I didn’t know what to do. What I do know is that I didn’t tell him to stop. Nor did I unhook my ankles or try to push him away. I just let him breed me like a cumdump bitch. When he was done, he collapsed on top of me and I just held him there, rubbing his back. All the lingerie and makeup in the world couldn’t have made me feel more femme then he did at that moment. After about only ten seconds in the post-breeding position, he climbed off and withdrew from my spent pussy. He simply went over to shut the camera off then got dressed. He gave me the poppers as my “reward” and simply thanked me and left. The abruptness of his departure was probably an indicator of how guys tend to treat sissy sluts and I’d likely have to get used to it. As far as the video, whenever I search sissy porn, I keep waiting to see my face out there in the woods being exposed like a total slut. Hasn’t happened yet, but I know it’s out there.

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