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20 days to paradise

I was happy with how my tan was progressing already. There was just a hint of color in my skin, a little less glare when I was under bright lights. Thursday night arrived after three long days of work. I wasn’t going to be able to get away from the office. I called the salon while munching on cold pizza. Stephanie said she understood in a way that told me there was someone within earshot. She reminded me I should try to get in soon so I wouldn’t lose what tan I had built. I said I may drop by Friday night after work if I could squeeze in a visit on the way home. She warned me about tanning two days in a row and said she was working all weekend and if I was able to come in she would help me re-work my schedule so my tan would be ready for my vacation. I sat finishing my pizza unable to concentrate on the work in front of me thinking about the joyous young lady I would rather being making love to at that moment.

19 days to paradise

It was Friday night. I had called home to say I was making a quick stop at the salon. My wife’s tan was looking really good. She was probably a session or two ahead of me. She understood why I wanted to stop. I drove to the salon thinking mostly about how busy I was at work and what I might be able to accomplish around the house over the coming weekend. I walked in and was greeted by Tasha, the gorgeous young Asian woman I had seen leaving the salon a few days ago.

“Hello. Are you here for a session tonight?”

“I am. I’m Tom Hampstead. What machines are available right now?”

“I’m Tasha. It’s nice to meet you Mr. Hampstead. Looking at your history I would guess you prefer stand up machines. Is that right?”

“I do Tasha, but tonight I will take whatever is available.”

“Let me see.”

Tasha tapped away on her keyboard. It didn’t seem very busy but maybe people had appointments booked and were coming in later.

“Okay Mr. Hampstead. There’s a stand up machine that will be available in about 15 minutes or you can use room 11, which is a bed, right now.”

“Room 11 will be fine.”

“Okay Mr. Hampstead.” Tasha tapped a few more things on the keyboard then stood up.

“Follow me please.”

Tasha led me down the hall to the very back of the salon. I had not seen this room before as it was tucked at the back away from the other rooms. Tasha opened the door. I followed her into the room.

“Here you are Mr. Hampstead. Get yourself ready. There’s a couple of things I have to take care of then I will be back to make sure you understand how this tanning bed operates.” Tasha left before I could respond.

‘Get myself ready? She will be right back?’ I kicked off my shoes and socks rather slowly wondering just how ready I should be getting. I paused and looked around the room. This room was different. It was in the back corner of the salon. It was a bit bigger that the other rooms I had been in but I could see how it wasn’t big enough to make into two rooms. I looked up and noticed that the walls in this room went all the way to the ceiling which the others didn’t. Considering the heat generated by the tanning machines it made sense to allow the heat to escape. This room had several vents at the top of the walls which I assume allowed that to happen.

I was halfway through unbuttoning my shirt when Tasha burst back into the room.

“Mr. Hampstead, I expected you to be undressed already. Let me help.”

Tasha stepped towards me and finished unbuttoning my shirt.

“Stephanie told me you’re one of our Elite customers and that I’m to help you apply your moisturizer on your back.”

I started slipping out of my shirt when Tasha grabbed my belt, deftly unfastened my pants and had them around my ankles before I could open my mouth.

“I hate to rush you Mr. Hampstead but I’m the only one on duty right now so I can’t be away from the front desk for very long. Hand me your shirt and step out of your trousers.”

Handing Tasha my shirt I tried to explain, “But Tasha, I’m pretty sure I can manage most of this on my own.”

Tasha reminded me “Stephanie told me I am to provide this service for you so please let me Mr. Hampstead. Stephanie will check to be certain I did this and I do not want to get in trouble for not having done it.”

Tasha hung my shirt on a hook on the wall then turned back towards me with her hand out waiting for my trousers. I handed her my pants.

“Thank you Mr. Hampstead. Please turn around with your hands on the wall so I can apply your moisturizer.”

I turned around and heard Tasha hang my pants on the wall and open my moisturizer. Seconds later my boxers were around my ankles.

“Tasha?”

“Please Mr. Hampstead. I have been told to do this. Step out of your boxers. Don’t get me in trouble. Please.”

I stepped out of my boxers then Tasha’s hands were on my back massaging in the moisturizer. She was fairly fast but she was thorough. She covered my back pretty quickly.

I started to say “thank you” when I felt Tasha’s hands on my legs spreading the lotion up and down and across my butt.

“Tasha, I can…”

I anadolu yakası escort was interrupted “Stephanie said you get the Premium Service Mr. Hampstead, not the Preferred Service. The preferred service is just your back; the Premium service includes your legs.”

Tasha completed my legs almost as quickly as she did my back. She moisturized my butt and the back of my thighs, then she did my lower legs back and front. Tasha seemed a little nervous and shy so I wasn’t surprised she hadn’t tried to do the front of my thighs. She was probably a bit afraid to get too close to my genitals.

“Are you done Tasha?” I asked.

I hadn’t heard Tasha get up from where she was kneeling on the floor.

“With your back, yes Mr. Hampstead. Please turn around so I can help you do your front.”

I didn’t move replying “I can manage from here…”

“Mr. Hampstead, please,” Tasha whined, almost crying it seemed. I really like my job and Stephanie got me this job and if I don’t do what she says, please Mr. Hampstead, PLEASE.”

“Okay. Okay.” I turned around. “But Tasha, I will tell Stephanie you gave me the best service. It’s okay.”

Tasha was kneeling in front of me holding out the tube of moisturizer, my flaccid cock hanging above her head. She squirted some cream into the palm of her left hand. “Please put your hands out Mr. Hampstead so I can give you some to do your face and neck.”

I did as Tasha asked. She dispensed the moisturizer into my hands, enough for me to do my face neck and arms. Tasha put down tube rubbed her hands together and started applying the lotion to my thighs. I spread some on my arms then started focusing on my face and neck.

“TASHA!” I hollered bending backwards at the waist. My little moisturizer girl had taken my soft cock into her warm mouth without warning.

“Please Mr. Hampstead. My job”, Tasha whined.

I straightened up. “But Tasha, I can’t believe Stephanie told you to suck my cock.”

“Please Mr. Hampstead. I have to get back to the desk. Please. Let me do this. Your cock should be hard when I put the moisturizer on. Stephanie told me it’s better for men to tan with an erection and easier for me to apply moisturizer to it when it’s hard. Please.”

Tasha’s mouth returned to my cock before I could reply. The moisturizer she still had on her hands Tasha proceeded to spread on my balls and my ass. My cock had grown to its full length. Tasha was trying her best to consume as much of it as she could. A bell rang.

Tasha pulled my cock from her mouth stroked it a few times spreading some moisturizer on it. “I’m really sorry Mr. Hampstead. Someone just rang the bell at the front desk. I have to go. When you’re ready lay down in the bed. It’s set for 10 minutes. The start button is this little green button. I will see you on your way out. Please don’t tell Stephanie I didn’t finish.”

“I won’t say anything to Stephanie, Tasha.”

And with that my adorable Asian attendant left the room. I finished applying my moisturizer. As I was putting the moisturizer down, I heard my Blackberry buzzing. I picked it up. It was a text message from my wife wondering when I would be home. I sent a quick reply telling her I was just stepping into the tanning bed for 10 minutes so I should be home in 30.

Ten minutes is a long time to lay still. My mind started running through what just happened. What was Stephanie doing telling this girl to apply my moisturizer and give me a blow job. What else was she telling her? Was she one of the ones that knew we fucked in here on Saturday? And did she know Stephanie was fucking me and sucking me at every opportunity? The fool thing is I didn’t really mind because this girl was so damned hot as well. Standing naked while a hot young woman rubbed lotion all over your body and gave you a blow job when she was done was a difficult thing to complain about to anyone.

The bell chimed indicating my session was done. The top portion of the bed rose. I rolled out got dressed and made my way to the front. Tasha was sitting behind the desk and looked up as I walked into the reception area.

“Was everything to your liking Mr. Hampstead?”

“It was Tasha. I certainly am glad I took out the Premium Service program.”

Tasha looked around quickly, reached over the counter, grabbed my hand and led me into the office behind the desk. She closed the door behind us.

” Mr. Hampstead, there is no Premium Service,” Tasha whispered. “Stephanie and I just have some customers who are nice that we help out with their moisturizer. Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Okay Tasha. So who knows about this? And how many people get it?”

Tasha looked at me sizing up if she could trust me I think, “Just you and one of my customers. You’re the only ones we think we can trust and the only ones we want to do this for.”

“How did you decide this?”

“Well Mr. H., it gets pretty boring in here and well” she looked around again and leaned in closer to me. “There were these great looking men coming in here and we had to think ataşehir escort of some way we could see them naked.”

I stepped back and looked at her, “Really? And what else?”

“Well Mr. H, no nothing else I promise. Please you can’t tell anyone. Stephanie and I could lose our jobs. Stephanie said you are nice and really cool. Please don’t say anything.”

“But you were just sucking my cock. Who else do you do that for?”

Tasha stepped in close to me. “I just did that Mr. Hampstead. Steph said you were cool and my customers aren’t as good looking as you and Steph said she sucked yours and well she didn’t say I could but I wanted to.”

“So Stephanie didn’t tell you to do that to me?”

“She didn’t even say to give you the service Mr. Hampstead. I just wanted to. Please don’t tell anyone. Not even Stephanie.”

She looked at me with her big eyes and her shiny black hair. I glanced up and down at her body admiring her v-shaped torso supporting her a-cup breasts; the tidy flair traversing the space between her tiny waist and her shapely hips; the slope of her tight shorts where they tucked in between her smooth thighs and hugged her sweet looking pussy.

“Thanks for telling me this is yours and Stephanie’s personal upgrade program. What would you have done if I had told a friend and they came in and asked your boss or another employee for the “Premium Service”? You two had better think about this. It’s a good thing one of you told me before I sent in a referral. I won’t tell anyone. We can keep this our secret but I will have to think about this arrangement going forward.”

The door to the salon opened and someone came in. Tasha stood on her toes, grabbed my shirt reached up and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you Mr. H. Stephanie said you were really cool and she was right. She also said you have a nice body and she’s right about that too. Wait here until I’m finished with this customer and then you can leave Mr. H.”

I watched Tasha turn and exit the office admiring the gentle curve of her fine looking ass. I was hornier than a male dog at a kennel with fifteen females all in heat. My wife was expecting me at home but right now all I could think about was trying Tasha on for size.

Five minutes passed while Tasha assigned the customer to a room and did whatever administration she needed to do.

The door opened. “Mr. H. You can leave now the customer has gone to her room.”

“I don’t think we’re done here yet Tasha. I think you need to come in the office.”

Tasha looked concerned closing the door behind her. “You’re not going to tell are you Mr. H.”

“I don’t think so Tasha, but your little blow job you started got me really horny. I think we need to finish what you started.”

“But Mr. H. There are people here.”

“That’s right Tasha, I can be quiet if you can and you do like your job don’t you Tasha?” I asked unbuckling my belt and unfastening my pants.

Tasha walked towards me and got down on her knees pulling down my pants and boxers. My heart was pumping blood into my shaft in anticipation. In that instant, I decided I wanted to fuck Tasha. I reached under her armpits and pulled her to her feet. Our lips locked in a deep kiss. I reached under her top with one hand and filled the other with tight firm ass cheek. Tasha pressed her body against mine grabbing at my ass and cock with more gusto than I anticipated. I released Tasha, bending down to remove her shorts revealing the tiniest thong I think I’ve ever seen.

“Stephanie said you’re a good lover Mr. H. Please make love to me. I will do my best to be quiet.”

When Tasha lifted her second leg out of her panties I hooked a hand under her knee holding her leg up so I could lick her sweet little pussy. Her panties were soaked and her pussy was smooth and shiny. My tongue danced with her clit for only a few moments before Tasha grabbed my hair and came all over my face. I stood up surprised at how quickly my little attendant had climaxed and impressed at how well she muffled her moans.

“Bend over the desk Tasha.”

Without a word she turned around and grabbed the edge of the desk raising her hips as high as she could. I grabbed one hip and guided my cock into Tasha’s pussy. It was wet warm and oh so tight. Slowly I worked my shaft deeper into Tasha’s tight cunt feeling her hot walls part and hug my cock.

My hips finally collided with Tasha’s butt. I gave her two long slow strokes then started increasing my rhythm. I heard someone walking out from the tanning rooms. The salon door opened, the bells tinkled, the door closed, Tasha gasped, my thrusts quickened. I reached forward grabbing Tasha’s arms pulling them backwards until I was holding her wrists and Tasha was standing, her torso leaning at a 45 degree angle.

We bounced against each other Tasha moaning “yes, yes yes” as softly as she could each time I buried my cock in her up to its hilt.

My first blast of cum squirted deep in Tasha’a cunt. My next spasm dislodged my cock from her pussy landing it between her ass cheeks. ümraniye escort My load splashed onto to Tasha’s back. I held her against me while my orgasm wound down dropping blobs of semen onto Tasha’s smooth ass.

“Thank you Mr. H. Thank you. That was amazing. Stephanie was so right. That was so good.”

I released Tasha’s wrists.

“Let me clean you up before you go home Mr. H.” Tasha said turning around.

Her idea of “cleaning me up” was to drop to her knees so she could lick and suck the love juices coating my softening member.

“There you go Mr. H. All clean and shiny… and happy I would hope.”

“Yes happy Tasha. You were very good. Definitely happy.”

My attendant lifted my boxers and pants fastening my belt when she was done.

Tasha guided me out of the office.

“Hope to see you again soon Mr. H.”

“Bye bye Tasha.” I called back exiting the salon.

Carol had dinner ready and some great tunes on the stereo. We kissed hello.

“How was your day dear?” she asked.

“Long. Just long.”

“Grab some wine and sit down and we can talk over dinner.”

Our Friday dinner was therapeutic, relieving me of my work created stress but I was still hornier than hell, mostly from Tasha’s unfinished blow job. Carols comfortable clothes she was wearing didn’t help. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra and I was willing to bet no underwear either. The subtle scent of soap I inhaled whenever I got close to her told me she had showered since she had been home.

“I will do the cleanup tonight Tom. Why don’t you shower off your moisturizer from the salon while I tidy up?”

Her cleanup was easy. My wise wife had grilled some steaks, mushrooms and corn on the cob for dinner so all that needed to be done was put the dishes in the dishwasher and wash up the barbecue utensils.

In the shower I washed my balls and cock at the start and at the end just to make sure there was no moisturizer lingering that may taste bad should Carol wrap her mouth around my manhood. I stepped from the shower with a raging hard-on. I toweled dry and slipped on my robe while making my way downstairs to find Carol.

I found her standing at our mantle lighting some candles. She looked amazing in the candlelight, her pants hung perfectly showing off her firm rounded ass. I stepped in behind her wrapping my arms around her kissing her on the neck. Carol tilted her head exposing more of her neck to me, blowing out the match she was holding with the natural sexiness she possessed. I wasted no time sliding one hand under her top and the other into the front of her pants. Carol just stood enjoying the attention, allowing her horniness to catch up to mine. Her skin was smooth and soft. I struggled against my eagerness to touch her as lightly as I could; trying to give her time to ready herself for the hot fast sex I was preparing to deliver to her. I tempered my eagerness by pulling my hand out of her pants and caressing her pussy through the soft cotton covering it. Carol let her hands chase mine around her body, encouraging me to go slow at times and guiding me to squeeze and pinch at others.

I reached for her waistband; she told me she wasn’t ready yet by grabbing my hand and directing it back to the outside of her pants where her pussy was just beginning to dampen the material. Carol reached behind herself undoing my robe. My cock was in her masterful hands seconds later. Carol allowed me to remover her top. I filled both hands with her breasts. She wrenched her neck around as far as she could so we could kiss. I returned a hand to her crotch. Her dampness had grown. She released my cock and lowered her pants herself. Wet pussy happily received my prodding fingers. We kissed and groped for a few more minutes before Carol broke our embrace, took my hand and led me to the sofa for one of Carol’s favorite love-making positions. She sat down and guided my steely penis into her mouth. I only allowed her few seconds to suck my rigid pole before I stopped her mastery and kneeled on the floor in front of her. Had I stood there much longer I would have lost my load in her mouth and it was her pussy that I really wanted. Carol leaned back spreading her legs and placing her heels on the edge of the couch. Her pussy and anus were fully open to my mouth and tongue. I spent only a few minutes feasting on my wife’s treasures before I raised my head and inched closed. I poised my cock at Carol’s pussy, she loved this position for whatever reason, her sitting, me kneeling, both of us driving against each other racing towards orgasms. Carol’s pussy was hotter than I expected and as tight and glorious as ever.

I unloaded whatever cum I had left in my balls at that point. I held myself inside Carol catching my breath.

“Don’t pull it out.” My beautiful wife requested.

Carol leaned back again, my quickly softening cock doing its best not to leave its warm companion. Carol placed a hand on her clit and proceeded to massage herself to a groaning orgasm. About five seconds into her climax Carol’s pulsing pussy pushed my softened lingam from her greasy cavity. I fell back onto my heels. Carol dropped her feet to the floor. We both sat there panting not speaking. I eventually crawled up onto the couch, sitting in a corner. My wife cuddled against me. I pulled a blanket over the two of us. We nestled against each other quietly for an hour before we made our way to bed and a night of sound sleep.

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I can imagine you rubbing my thigh higher and higher until you get to my wet throbbing pussy. You lay me back and put your face right where you know I want it so badly. God I know this is going to feel so good. The way you lick and suck my clit I know I am going to cum so quickly. It will feel so good.

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Ever since our last encounter, I had been looking forward to my meeting with Erin. She had ended things last time with a pretty clear indication that more was going to happen at our next meeting. Hell, she had come right out and said she wanted me to fuck her on my desk.

I couldn’t wait, and finally the day was here.

When she got to my office and I saw what she was wearing, I admit, I was mildly disappointed. It’s not that she didn’t look hot. She did. She was in some skinny jeans, a red dress shirt, with what looked like a black t-shirt underneath, and sexy black heels. She looked good. It’s just that I had spent the week fantasizing about her in a skirt and I had very much been looking forward to seeing those legs again and, hopefully, see her tiny little panties around her ankles as I fucked her from behind.

“Are you ready for me,” she asked.

“You bet I am,” I said with a coy smile, trying to flirt.

She sat down across from me and said, “Good. We got derailed a little bit last time and I was hoping to get this data analyzed so I can start working on writing up this paper.”

“Um, yeah,” I said, somewhat taken back at where things were heading. “Let’s get to it.”

We sat down and started to work, and that’s pretty much how the meeting went. We worked for an hour, analyzing data, and there was nothing else. No discussion of what happened last time, no hint of more to come. Nothing. It was like it never happened. I kept expecting her to make a move but it just never came. Finally, our hour was up, and she said she needed to take off and would be back next week.

I’ve never been so shocked and disappointed. I couldn’t believe it and was wondering why she changed her mind. Had I done something wrong? I got up to go to the bathroom; half thinking I was going to need to rub one out when I got there. As I went to the bathroom, I just kept trying to figure out what was going. It was just so weird. One week ago she blew me and then told me she wanted to fuck tonight. All of a sudden, she wasn’t interested. What the hell?

I finished up in the bathroom and walked back to my office, trying to figure out if I should make a next move or just be done with this. I got back to my office, still focused on what had happened, and flipped on the light. I couldn’t believe what was in front of me.

There was Erin, up on my desk, laying back but propped up on her elbows, smiling at me with a cute little smile. She had taken her pants and shirt off so was just in a pair of black panties, a black tank-top, and those sexy black heals.

“That was priceless,” she said. “You looked devastated.”

“Are you kidding me,” I said. “I was devastated. You were pretty clear last week and this week there was nothing, you little tease.”

“Why don’t you tease me right back. Take out that beautiful cock of yours and let me have a taste.”

“Where do you want it?” I asked, starting to unzip and move toward her.

“Why don’t you start with my warm little kadıköy escort my mouth… but save some energy because I’ve got plenty of holes I want you to fill.”

She laid her head back on the desk, shut her eyes, and opened her mouth a little bit. I placed my arms on her shoulders and started massaging them, moving toward her perky little breasts. She let a little moan but kept her eyes shut. I moved my hand up toward her mouth and placed my thumb on her lips. She immediately started to suck my thumb, letting little moans out as she did. With my other hand, I removed my cock from my pants and brought it toward her mouth. I removed my thumb from her mouth and pressed my cock to her lips. She moaned but as she started to suck, I pulled it away. He let out a whine of disappointment. I laughed a little and brought it back to her. Again, she started to suck and, again, I pulled it away.

“Now who’s the tease?” she asked, opening her eyes.

“How’s it feel?” I asked as I brought it back toward her lips.

She reached for my cock and pulled it close to her mouth. “It’s going to feel great,” she responded, “for both of us.”

With that she wrapped her lips around it, and started to suck, taking it deeper and deeper. She slurped and moaned with each suck. Her head was hanging of the desk slightly making it easy to penetrate her throat with each thrust. She moved her hands down her body and placed her one hand down her panties. She let out some extra moans as she fingered herself with one hand and started to massage her left breast through her shirt with the other.

Meanwhile, I was going balls deep into her mouth with every thrust. It was hard to believe but, somehow, she was taking me even deeper than the last time. I pulled myself from her mouth and let her suck on my balls. She placed them in her mouth and sucked gently, still fingering herself as she did it. She had pushed her panties down a bit, allowing me to see that she was completely shaved. She had a beautiful pussy and as much as I enjoyed the head I was getting, I found myself craving her beautiful little cunt. I wanted to bury my face in it. I wanted to feel her wetness on my face and I wanted to hear her moan as I ate her out.

I took my balls from her mouth and placed my cock deep in her throat for one last suck. Her eyes got wide as she gagged a little. As I pulled out of her mouth, I said, “I want that pussy bad. Stand up, get undressed, and prepare for a tongue -lashing.”

There was no cute little comeback this time. She didn’t have a response. She knew I meant business and wanted to get eaten out as badly as I wanted her. She stood up, and immediately pulled her shirt off, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I sat down in my desk chair and told her I wanted her on my desk, spread wide for me. She slipped her panties off but left her shoes on and walked over the desk and climbed up, leaving her beautiful üsküdar escort little pussy right in front of my face.

There was no more teasing. I didn’t go my usual route of kissing around the outside or licking the insides of the thighs. I dove right in, spreading her wet pussy wide and burying my face in her cunt. She let out a little yelp as she grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pulled me in toward her crotch while simultaneously thrusting her hips toward my mouth.

I lapped at her beautiful little pussy with long slow strokes at first and then sped up slightly as she thrust her hips to the rhythm of my licking. She was letting out little moans and whines with each thrust. I turned my attention to her clit and as I did, she let out a scream that was a little too loud given the circumstances.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry,” she moaned. “That feels so fucking good. I never want you to stop.”

I didn’t respond. I just kept flicking her clit with my tongue, taking little breaks to take long licks over her pussy lips. We continued this way for a few minutes but I was starting to want to fuck her badly. She had promised me her bent over my desk and I wanted to take her up on it.

I started to slow down a little bit and pulled away from her. I looked up at her and did a few last licks before telling her, “Stand up. Turn around.”

“Oh my,” she said. “Bossy, are we?”

“I’m taking you up on your promise from last week,” I said. “I want you bent over my desk. I want to feel that beautiful little pussy of yours.”

She did as she was told. She slid off my desk, turned around with her legs spread slightly, and bent over for me. I took a moment to stare at the beautiful body in front of me. Her calves looked stunning in the sexy black heels she was wearing. I followed her legs up with my eyes to her gorgeous thighs and cute little butt. She wasn’t too skinny, which I liked, and the way she was bent over, I could see her sexy little pussy lips.

I stood up and grabbed her hips. I reached under her and fingered her gently before rubbing some of her wetness on my cock. I guided my cock into her pussy and she moaned, “Oh God, you’re so big, professor.”

I knew it was a line but didn’t care. I was slightly bigger than average and liked being reminded of it. As I entered her, she let out a gasp. I pushed in deep and her gasp turned to a deep moan. She leaned forward against my desk, allowing me to penetrate her even deeper.

“Jesus…” she moaned.

I started to fuck her, slowly at first, but picking up speed as I went. She gasped with every thrust. On some, I would hold deep inside her and push in a little deeper. I could feel her body shake a little as I did this. I continued this but quickened the pace. Her gasps turned into to panting. She bent further forward for me, laying her chest against my desk. I held her hips and drove my cock deep into her pussy with every thrust.

I could sense her tuzla escort orgasm getting closer as I pounded away at her from behind. She was trying to stay quiet but she was letting out little yelps with each thrust. At one point her, legs gave out on her and she collapsed a little onto my desk.

“Oh God,” she moaned, “don’t ever stop fucking me.”

I grabbed on to her hair and pulled her up into a standing position, still inside of her. I kissed her neck and reached around to finger her clit. She was dripping wet and she let out another moan when I started to finger her. I continued to fuck her while fingering her clit.

“Oh God, I’m cuming!” she moaned, way too loudly.

I covered her mouth with my hand to keep anyone from hearing us. Her body began to quiver and shake, and her legs gave out a little bit as she moaned into my hand. We fell back together onto my chair, my cock still inside of her. She continued to ride me, faster and faster, her eyes wide as she came.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” she moaned into my hand as she started to slow down. I took my hand away from her mouth.

“Jesus! I came hard, baby. That was ridiculous.” She said as she turned back to look at me. “I can’t believe you haven’t cum yet. You’re some kind of machine aren’t you?”

I didn’t respond. I just kissed her deeply and passionately. I realized suddenly that this was our first kiss. She had blown me, let me cum on her face, and I had fucked her silly on my desk, but we had never kissed until now.

It was a meaningful kiss too. She wasn’t just a ridiculously hot girl and a great little fuck. I was starting to like her.

She broke our kiss and stared deeply into my eyes. This was serious for her too. She bit her lower lip a little and started to buck her hips a little bit.

“I want you to cum, baby. You can pull out and cum on my face again if you want. I promise I’ll swallow every last drop.”

She continued to buck her hips and ride me harder and harder. I could feel myself getting closer. I reached around to finger her more and found that she was still dripping wet.

“I’m about to cum” I said.

She quickly got off of me and got down on her knees. I thought she would just jerk me off but she didn’t. She immediately put me in her mouth and started to suck me off. I came almost immediately and the first shot hit her in the back of the throat. I thought she would pull away but she didn’t.

“mmmmmmm” she moaned, my cock still in her mouth.

Another shot and she just kept sucking, taking me even deeper. It was the most unbelievable orgasm I’d ever had. She was starting to slow down as she lived up to her promise and swallowed every drop.

She finally sat back, still holding me in her hand. “How was that” she asked?

“So good, baby. I can’t even believe it.”

She stood up in front of me and I was once again awed by her beautiful body. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. I kissed her stomach as she ran her fingers through my air. I pulled her on top of me and she straddled me.

“You’re incredible, baby.”

“No. We’re incredible. I’ve never cum like that.”

“Please tell me this isn’t the last time. I’m going to need more of that.”

“Oh, no.” she said. It’s not the last time. Maybe next time we can have a date first, though.”

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You sat motionless on the edge of the bed, smoking your cigarette slowly, your eyes glazed over. I could hear the wheels turning in your mind, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was next.

I pushed a loose strand of my auburn hair behind my ear and ran my finger down the side of my face, under my chin, and between my breasts, gathering your attention. You glanced at me with wide eyes that burned into my soul.

“Let’s go for a drive.” I said. I stood up and grabbed my jeans and blouse from the floor and slipped them on effortlessly.

“It’s pouring.” You said.

“Can you not drive in the rain?” I asked cynically.

“Yes.” You said as you rolled your eyes at me and chuckled softly. You pulled your pants on and began to fasten your belt.

“You’re not going to need that,” I said as I pulled it through the belt loops and dropped it on the floor. You smiled at me and threw on your shirt. You grabbed the keys off the table, tossed them up in the air and let them fall into the palm of your hand.

“Ready?”

“Let’s go.” I grabbed the room key from the dresser and headed out the door.

—

We pulled out of the parking lot and turned left onto a main road.\

“Where should we go?” You asked.

“Somewhere deserted.” I smiled and laughed. The rain pounded the roof of the car as you drove. Other cars splashed water onto the windshield as they passed us, making it hard for the wipers to catch up. The sun was on the horizon and night was looming in the air. You turned the headlights on as we cruised down a deserted part of the highway.

“Did you have something in mind?” You asked as you slowed the car down to just under the speed limit.

“Maybe.” I mumbled under my breath. The sky was black and the rain beat down. “Pull over.”

“What, here?” You shot me a glance.

“Here.”

“We’re on the highway.”

“I’m aware of that. Pull over.” You sighed but did as I asked you to. As soon as the car was stopped and the engine off, I unlocked the automatic lock and swung my door open.

“Where on Earth are you going?” You asked me.

“You’ll see.” I sneered and stepped out of the car. I walked around to the front of the car and stood facing you. The windshield was steamed on the inside and I couldn’t make out your face. You turned the engine over and rolled down your window slightly, letting in the cool air. The steam disappeared and you shut off the engine.

“What are you doing?” You shouted through the crack in the window. “You’re soaked.”

I pulled my wet hair into a ponytail and stood, bakırköy escort facing the sky letting the rain hit my face and chest. I turned back towards the car and motioned for you to join me. You shook your head and scrunched your face up as if to imply that I was crazy.

I stood in front of the grill of the car staring into your eyes through the windshield. I brought my hands to my chest and stuck my fingers into the holes between the buttons of my blouse.

“Wait!” You called as you opened up the driver’s door. You walked up to me and replaced my fingers with yours. You pulled gently at first, but then in an instant you ripped my blouse down the center, sending the buttons flying in all directions. You reached behind me and grabbed the back of my blouse and pulled it off me and tossed it onto the hood of the car. My braless tits swung freely, my nipples hardening as the rain pounded them from above.

I unbuttoned my soaked jeans and slid them and my panties down my legs, tossing them, too, on the hood of the car. I stood before you, completely naked, the rain pounding my bare body visciously. You grabbed my waist and hoisted me onto the hood of the car, the engine warm beneath my bare ass.

“Right here, Right now.” You said in that dominant tone that made my pussy ache. Your soaked pants made your hard cock very visible as it stood at attention. You unzipped your pants and practically ripped them from your body as you tried desperately to free your cock from it’s prison.

I propped my legs up on the front bumper, slightly spread, and laid back on the wet, warm hood, my soaked clothes behind my head. You grabbed my knees and pulled me down towards you waiting cock. You slipped inside me effortlessly as my legs wrapped around your body, trapping you inside of me. You pulled me into an upright position and lifted me off the hood of the car. You turned around and leaned against the car, propping me up on you impaled cock.

“Ride me.” You said as you leaned back. I unwrapped my feet from your body and placed them back on the bumper and leaned forward, pushing you down on the hood. The rain flung my hair into my eyes causing me to shake my head slightly as I positioned myself on your cock. I pushed up with my feet, lifting myself off your cock slightly, then sat back down slowly.

“Yeah, that’s it.” You said to no one in particular. You braced yourself on the hood with your hands until you found a position you could keep that would set your hands free. Once there, you reached up with one hand beşiktaş escort and slid it between my legs. My body lifted off your cock again to allow your hand some room and slammed back down. Your fingers explored my clit as my pussy swallowed and released your cock over and over again.

My knees were starting to shake and it was becoming more and more difficult to maintain the pace in this position. Sensing this you moved enough so that it forced me to put my legs on the ground. You slipped your cock out of me and stood up. You stepped to the side of me and put your hand on my back, pushing me into a bent-over position. I placed my hands on the hood of the car as you sank your cock deep into my slick pussy, Your pace sped up as you tortured my pussy, fucking me slowly, then increasing your speed, then slowing it down again.

“I want to make this last.” You said. My body ached to come. You were driving me absolutely insane.

“Damnit, Greg! Why do you do this to me?” I moaned.

You chuckled. “Tell me when you’re about to come.” You instructed.

“I’m ready now.” I panted as you plunged your cock deeper and deeper into my pussy.

“You are?” You asked.

“Yeah.” I mumbled. “Go faster.” My begging fell on deaf ears as you stopped moving alltogether and pulled your cock completely out of my pussy. I started to move to turn around when I felt your hands on my ass.

“Don’t move.” You said. I could feel your hands on my ass as your index finger slipped slowly into my hole.

“Ohhhhh…” I moaned as your finger dove deeper into my ass.

“You like that?” You asked as you chuckled. You kneeled down on the wet pavement, your pants providing cushion against the hard road. I could feel the hairs from your mustache on my pussy lips as you blew warm air on my clit. I moaned as I felt your probing tongue sink into my sopping hole. My breathing became labored as you slipped a second finger into my slightly stretched asshole.

“Fuck!” I shouted. The pain from your fingers in my ass mixed so sweetly with the pleasure your tongue in my pussy was providing. You moved your head farther between my legs as your tongue slipped out of my hole and probed for my clit. My body jerked slightly when you found it, causing your fingers to push further into my ass. You began pistoning your fingers in and out of my ass as your tongue circled my clit, never really touching it.

“I can’t take this anymore, Greg. Please let me come.” I cried to you.

“Not yet.” You whispered. Your tongue went back beylikdüzü escort towards my clit, but again, never touched it. Just as the pain in my ass subsided and I began to get used to your fingers there, you slipped a third finger into my ass, making me jump. My body was so warm and the cold rain pelting into my back confused my body. I couldn’t feel whether I was cold or warm, but I knew I ached.

I moaned with every push of your fingers, and every circle of your tongue. Every now and then you would slide your tongue across my clit, sending a shiver down my spine, but you wouldn’t keep it there. You would work me up enough so my body wouldn’t forget what it desperately wanted, but wouldn’t go over the edge,

“Are you ready?” You finally asked me after 15 minutes of pure torture. Your fingers sped up their pace as they slammed in and out of my ass as your tongue found my clit and began pushing on it. I felt my body begin to tense up. Your mouth engulfed my clit as your tongue flicked across it faster and faster. The rain slammed into my exposed body as my orgasm hit. I moaned and breathed as you continued to speed up your pace, driving me over the edge as wave after wave swept over me.

You slowed down as my breathing returned to normal and removed you fingers from my ass. You stood up and placed your hands on my back.

“My turn.” You said. Your fingers had already stretched my ass enough so I wouldn’t need to adjust to your cock. With one push, you slammed your cock into my waiting asshole, pushing me foward. “Don’t move a muscle.” You said as your hands grabbed my hips. You pulled my body down ever so slightly as you began fucking my ass. Over and over again you slammed into my ass, moaning with every push.

“You like this?” You asked me as you began to fuck my ass faster.

“Yeah.” I moaned.

“Good. Because I’m about ready to explode into your ass.” You sped up your pace a little as your swollen cock pulsated inside my ass. “Oh fuck…” You moaned as you shot your load deep inside my ass. You draped your wet, naked body on top of mine as the last of your seed spilled out of your cock into my body. You stayed there for a few minutes until your cock went limp and slid out of my abused ass.

“How many times does this make today?” YOu asked.

“Not enough.” I said as I slipped my sopping wet clothes back onto my spent body.

“I don’t imagine this was the last time tonight, was it?” You grinned at me.

“Not if I have any say in it.” I leaned down and gathered your dirty, wet pants from the front of the car and handed them to you. You put your clothes back on and walked to the passenger side of the car and opened the door. You eased me inside, closed the door and walked around to the drivers side. You got in and turned the car on.

“You were right.” You glanced at me and smiled. “I didn’t need my belt…”

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Her long brown hair was twisted up into a bun, keeping the tendrils out of her face as she worked. The black slacks and red top she wore were professional, but not stuffy. Sounds filled her ears, but she was oblivious to them all except her fingernails clicking against the keys on her keyboard. Footsteps fell outside the door to her office. She kept her gaze on her monitor and her fingers on the keys. The only thoughts racing through her head were to get her report done and be out of the office on time. Out of the corner of her eye she briefly saw a shadow in the doorway of her office. She glanced up then back at her monitor. Her fingers hesitated on the keyboard. She slowly turned to look up again at what had caused the shadow.

He stood there observing her. Wanting to untwist the bun of hair atop her head and see just how long it was. Wanting to feel the fabric of her clothing before he felt the smooth skin of her body. He was taller than she by several inches and his taut body leaned against the door frame. His hazel eyes scanned her inch by inch, taking in all that he was allowed to see, moving up her body searching out her eyes. There were no words to speak; there were only feelings, undercurrents of energy streaming between them. He deliberately held her gaze as he walked towards her. Her hands were still poised above the keyboard, yet they did not fall to strike the next key. Her body was tense as she watched him approach her desk and stand before her. He held out a strong, smooth hand. Slowly, she took it, shocked by the sparks that shot through her body at the simple touch. She left her monitor on, the report on her desk, the door wide open and walked out of the office into the cool fall afternoon by his side.

He kept her hand tucked into his, only briefly letting go so that they could get into his car. Once inside he held her hand again and they began to drive. She did not question where they were going. She did not care so long as he was there by her side. The few minutes in the car seemed to last forever. She stared out of the windshield as the car turned down streets and stopped at lights until they reached their destination. They wound their way down a long gravel road. The trees hanging overhead sarıyer escort formed a canopy of red, gold, brown, and orange leaves. A house appeared before them. Made of stone, it rose two stories and the windows gleamed in the dying sunlight. He parked the car and they sat for a moment. She dared to look at him and found him staring at her, his eyes focused on her lips. She tore her gaze away from him and climbed out of the car. He followed, taking her hand once again and leading her up to the large front door. After he unlocked the door, he ushered her inside and left her standing in the foyer.

She had no thought to the contents of the room or the house. She could watch only him. As he bent to light a fire in the fireplace, coaxing the flames to life, she wondered what the rest of him might feel like. His longish dark hair was pulled back and caught neatly at the nape of his neck. The flames cast a glow to his skin, making it appear tan. He rose and started toward her. This time he did not catch her hand in his; he caught her lips with his. Soft yet firm, he pressed his lips to hers. His hands skimmed over her shoulders and settled at her waist. She yielded to him, growing ever pliant to his touch. He could mold her, shape her, and do with her as he willed and she would not have resisted. A simple kiss having deeper meanings. She breathed his name upon a sigh as he pulled away slightly. Bending, he lifted her in his arms and carried her up the steps to the second floor. She buried her head in his shoulder as they ascended the steps, clinging to him as one would a lifeline. The fabric of his sweater rubbed against her hands, rough and soothing. She placed a small kiss upon his neck, gently biting him and was surprised at the low growl of pleasure he gave.

She then found herself being lowered to stand upon the floor of a bedroom. She looked up at him, wondering what his next move was to be. She didn’t have to wonder long as he began to lift her shirt over her head revealing her bra. He tossed the shirt aside and his hands skimmed down her back to release her bra. Resting his hands on her hips, he helped her out of her pants. She stepped out of the esenyurt escort pants and stood before him nude. He lifted one eyebrow, a small smile on his lips when he realized she had worn no underwear.

She grinned back at him as he led her to the bed. He raised his hands and gently worked the pins from her hair, watching it tumble down past her shoulders. He kissed her once more as his fingers wound themselves in her hair, pulling her closer to him, demanding that she give all she had to him. Hold nothing back. When he lifted his mouth from hers, he reached inside his pocket and produced a thin scarf, which he placed over her eyes and tied behind her head so she could not see. He guided her to lay back on the bed and she sighed at the softness of the mattress, rolling over on her stomach. She felt the bed dip as he sat beside her and his hands began to work magic. Massaging her body, he stroked his hands over her back, caressing her thighs and calves.

She groaned softly when his hands left her, but she could hear the rustling of clothing in the background. When he returned, he turned her over onto her back and lay beside her, the warmth from his body, heating her own as he cradled her beside him. She wanted to touch him, to feel his body under her hands, but he caught her hands before she could touch him and lifted them above her head, patting them as if to make them stay. His lips touched her forehead lightly, then trailed down to kiss her nose and finally her lips. He kissed her deeply leaving her feeling as if her very soul were being touched as he drew all resistance from her.

A hand moved to cup her breast and she gasped as he pinched the nipple. He chuckled moving his body so he had better access to what she was offering. He wanted to taste every part of her body, to drown her in ecstasy, to imprint himself upon her so that she would never forget him. He bit her neck lightly, nipping and tasting his way down to her chest. He circled a nipple with his tongue then began to suck softly. The scarf over her eyes thrust her deep into her own feelings. Every sense was heightened in her body. He gathered her breasts in his hands and brought them together so he could suck avrupa yakası escort on both nipples. She whimpered, pleasure sliding through her body, wanting to thread her hands through his hair, yet she remained obedient, her hands staying above her head, clutching the bedpost tightly. He grinned softly at her frustration, then moved his mouth down further, tasting her stomach, moving his hands to knead her inner thighs.

She squirmed beneath him as his mouth neared his goal. She suddenly cried out and arched against him as his mouth closed over her clit. She squeezed the bedposts and tried to move her hips closer to his ravishing tongue. He smiled against her and flicked her clit lazily with his tongue. She whimpered in frustration. His tongue licked at her again as he moved a finger deep inside her. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body. He moved his finger slowly in and out of her. The pleasure was building inside her as his mouth and fingers worked their magic. Her hips began to move in rhythm with him until she was just at the peak to shatter. He stopped suddenly and rising above her, lifted her hips and began to ease his cock into her. She shuddered as he filled her, moaning as he took her completely. Her hands left the bedposts to clutch at him as he began to move in and out of her body.

She lost herself in the steady rhythm he set, her head spinning, her body meeting him thrust for thrust. He slowed his rhythm to a steady rocking against her hips and removed the scarf from her eyes watching her face. Multiple emotions ran over her features as she looked at him. Desire was high in both their eyes and he held her gaze as he began stroking deep inside her once again. She closed her eyes and became lost in the feelings once again. Her fingernails raked over his back as he moved faster against her. His hands held fast to her hips as he thrust deeper still, his cock touching deep against her womb. Her breathing quickened and she cried out holding fast to him as her world suddenly shattered around her. He thrust deep one more time, stiffening and moaning softly as he spilled his seed inside her.

Watching her slowly come down from her cloud he slid off to one side cradling her in his arms, their bodies still linked together. Her eyes closed as she tried to steady her breathing again. Gently he traced the outline of her ear then smoothed the hair back out of her face. She opened her eyes and smiled at him then ducked her head into his comforting arms, feeling safe. She sighed softly and knew she was finally where she belonged.

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I’ve been planning this for about two months. That’s how long I’ve been going on my daily morning jogs. Every day I walk out my front door in a t-shirt and basketball shorts jog about a mile and a half the way to the old, abandoned shed at the end of the road. And then I turn around and run back, passing only trees.

I live in the only house for miles around, so the few people who come down this road are either visiting me or lost.

Since I moved in here it’s been my dream to go for a nice long jog totally nude. Instead of going out naked the first day, I decided to take lots of time to test the waters. With two months of jogging under my belt, I think I’m ready to take my belt off. In all sixty-one of my jogs, I’ve only ever passed one car, and they were lost trying to find their relative’s house on Easter. Today’s just a hot summer Saturday. So, my chances of encountering another soul is less than 2%. The road winds enough that I figure, if a car comes, I’ll hear them before they see me. And then I can quickly duck behind the shrubs and trees. I’m not worried.

I slept in the nude last night, so it was kind of fun going through my morning routine without ever getting dressed. I finally slip on my socks and my running shoes and open the front door. I feel the hot summer rays beating down on my skin and I’m glad I don’t have clothes on to get all sweaty. As the summer air engulfs my body, I remember why I’ve wanted to do this for so long. I want to feel the breeze on my skin and nature all around me. But as I close the door behind me, I know that I’m also doing it for the thrill.

I walk out to the road in my birthday suit. The sky is bright and birds chirp. I’ve never felt so at peace.

When I start jogging I realize my biggest obstacle will be my dick. It flops back and forth smacking my legs as I run. I try holding it in my hand as I jog but that’s no good. I decide to let it swing, as nature intended, and I gradually get used to it.

Man, this feels good. I definitely won’t go back to jogging with clothes on. The joys of living in the country…

A few minutes into my jog, I stop to stretch, honestly just for the joy of letting my penis flop around in the open air. I’m a little surprised sarıyer escort that it’s not hard, but that’s a good thing. I do feel a little weird running around naked and if I was running around with a boner I would feel like a pervert.

I return to jogging and get lost in the many sensations of my bare skin. I feel like I’ve gone back in time. Like I’m an ancient Olympic athlete or-

I hear something coming up from behind me. It’s not a car. It’s close. Oh shit.

Before I can duck into the woods the stranger is beside me. It’s a woman on a bike. I didn’t expect a bike.

She slows to a stop as I frantically try to cover myself with my hands, blushing.

I stutter, “Oh my G- I’m- I’m sorry, I-“

“Hey, why’d you stop? I was enjoying the view,” she says, smirking.

“I’m sorry. Nobody usually comes down this road,” I say, still covering myself, as much as I can with just my hands.

She steps off her bike. She looks athletic, and she’s pretty. Also, definitely not a local. “I told you I was enjoying the view. It’s a nice butt you got there.”

“You’re not from around here, are you,” I say.

“No… How could you tell?”

“I don’t think anyone in this town owns bike shorts. You look like a city girl. Stick out like a sore thumb.”

“I guess the natives usually go naked?” she says smugly.

“Touché…”

“I’m Christy,” she says, extending her hand to shake. It’s a bit of a stereotypical white girl name, but I wouldn’t expect anything different from the looks of her.

“Um, Matt,” I say, keeping my hands around my now swelling junk, or trying to.

Christy looks me up and down. “Nice to meet you,” she says. “Why don’t we walk together?”

I look down at my naked body and back up at her. “Is that a rhetorical question? Because I’ve got one good answer.”

“It was rhetorical. Let’s walk together. Here. Cover yourself with this if you want.” She unstraps her helmet and holds it out to me, laughing.

I chuckle, put the helmet in front of my dick, and start walking. “I like to go to the end of this road and back. It’s about two miles.”

Christy follows along, walking her bike. “So you esenyurt escort live here?”

“Yep. That little white house a mile back. You shoulda passed it.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah. It was… quaint,” she says.

“The way you say that doesn’t sound like much of a compliment.”

She laughs, “No, it was really cute.”

“That’s alright. You don’t have to be impressed.”

“I may not be impressed by the size of your house but I’m impressed by some of your other sizes,” she says.

I laugh. “Say, what’s a girl like you doing out here?”

“In the middle of buttfuck nowhere? I’m just traveling. I wanted to see more of the country, so I threw my bike in my car and started driving.”

“Where ya staying?” I ask.

She starts to answer, “In some motel in town. I think it’s called the-“

“Yeah I know it. Only motel in town. It’s a dirty place.”

“Tell me about it.”

We walk and flirt and get to know each other all the way to the old shed and all the way back to my “quaint” little house, all while I’m naked.

“Oh, here’s your stop,” Christy says. “Thank you for a nice conversation. By the way, I love your outfit.” She gives me a playful slap on my bare ass.

“Actually, would you like to come in? I could make you some coffee or something.”

“I’d like that. Actually, maybe this is a bit much but, the bathroom at the motel is so nasty and-“

“You wanna use the bathroom? Take a shower? Whatever you need.”

She smiles. “Thank you so much. By the way, Matt, can I have my helmet back?”

I hold the helmet up to her. She takes a nice long look at my dick and then smiles at me.

“What?” I say, playing the fool.

“Oh nothing,” she says. “Did you leave your house unlocked?”

“Yeah… No one comes around here.”

“Oh good. Because if you pulled a key out of your ass I would leave right now.” We both laugh and I lead her inside.

“Bathroom’s down there,” I say as I take of my shoes. “There’s towels, soap, everything you need.”

“Thanks, honey,” she says, putting a hand on my shoulder. “I’ll be quick.”

Christy heads to the bathroom and I wrap a towel around my waist and start a pot of coffee. I hear the shower avrupa yakası escort start and I visualize Christy in there. There’s not a lot of single young women in town, so this house guest is a real treat for me.

I hear the bathroom door open and Christy calls, “Hey, Matt?!”

I walk to the bathroom and the shower curtain open. Christy is standing in the shower, naked under the water. “Hey. Is it alright if I open the window in here?”

“Sure,” I say. She turns her ass to me amd lifts the window open. When she turns back I’m still staring. “Ahem. Um, anything else you need?”

“Nope,” she says smirking. “Don’t you have coffee to make?”

“Right,” I say, closing the door and heading back to the kitchen.

I finish the coffee and hurriedly try to straighten some things up in the house, particularly in the bedroom. I’m straightening pillows as I hear the shower shut off, at which point I rush to the kitchen to be ready to greet Christy.

She enters the kitchen wrapped in one of my towels.

“How do you like your coffee?” I ask, standing at the counter.

She saunters up so close to me that I can feel the water droplets on her arm. “Give me, like, a teaspoon of sugar,” she says, sticking her fingertips between my hip and the top of my towel, loosening it ever so slightly.

I put the sugar in her coffee put she tugs at my towel so it drops to the floor, leaving me exposed.

I turn to Christy and she is staring at me with lust in her eye.

I put my hand on her waist. She undoes her towel and we let it drop to the floor.

I caress her hip. She’s a bit small and athletic, but shapely. She wraps both arms around me and grabs my butt, pulling me into a passionate kiss.

My cock swells until it pokes her flesh. She reaches down and starts to stroke it. I lead her too the couch as we kiss and lay her down on her back. She spreads her legs and I enter her. It feels like a warm shower over my whole body.

I slide in and out of her with ease as my dick coats itself in her juices. We go like this for a while until she stops me and pushes me to a seated position. Then she straddles me and lowers herself onto me. We move up and down together and I erupt, filling her already wet vagina with more fluid. She continues to ride me and kiss me and I feel ecstasy from head to toe.

She stays on my dick until she’s freed every drop. She stays on top of me and we kiss. We’re both spent.

“Good exercise,” Christy says.

“Yeah,” I say, between breaths. “By the way, you don’t have to stay in that motel.”

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Six months had passed since I had met Nikki. We had settled into a comfortable routine that was anything but routine.

We became that couple you love to hate. The ones always out together, always attached at the hip, and always happy. Our friends missed our company when we were weren’t there, and hated our guts when we were there.

They always wondered why we were so happy and in such a good mood. They’d never guess it was because we loved to fuck. We didn’t do drugs, we weren’t heavy drinkers and we liked to turn in early. It was as if we were an old married couple.

We weren’t going home to sleep as much as making excuses so we could indulge in our shared vice. I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around her pierced nipples and she couldn’t wait to swallow my cock. Or as she called it, my fuck-stick.

We loved testing each other’s boundaries. Whether I was teasing her to orgasm with my tongue or she was bent over the couch and getting filled with cock – I could not get enough of Nikki.

Most couples exit a honeymoon period and their sex life becomes routine and boring. Nikki and I were anything but bored with each other or our bodies. I was just your average joe who was ecstatic to be dating out of my league. So we fucked – constantly.

She was the first person, in a long line of lovers who didn’t think my elevated sex drive was unusual. In fact she relished it. This didn’t mean our relationship was just physical. After all, I was an old fashioned romantic.

There was plenty of lovemaking. But sometimes Nikki just wanted to be destroyed and I was always happy to make her whole. Destroyed was her code word for “held down and fucked silly.”

I’d plan surprises for her without the need for special occasions. She was often brought to tears by my attention to the smallest detail. It meant I was listening and remembering our most intimate conversations.

Not all these overtures involved moving earth and sky. Some were as simple as surprising Nikki with pastries fed-exed in from her hometown bakery in Chicago.

Even knowing when to pick her up after work instead of letting her take the metro home was a kindness. I was sensitive to her moods and could often salvage her evening after an otherwise bad day.

Nikki would reward this devotion with what she called, “Getting pretty, to get dirty.” This translated to “dressing for sex.” It was nasty, dirty sex. You know, the good kind of sex. Inhibitions were cast aside and no fetish discarded out right. We’d try almost anything at least once.

Whether it involved elaborate planning or reacting to spur of the moment impulses, I came out on top. Or in Nikki’s words I cum out on top. We were addicted to each other.

There was the time where I was so horny and rough with Nikki, the condom broke. She surprised me by whispering, “Take your time, baby. Just keep fucking me, I’m on the pill now.”

There was the time we fucked on a balcony in Vegas. She let the security cameras record us as she made me pump her mouth full of cum.

There was the time she called from a work sponsored conference. She needed to be filled up, as soon as possible, because she was so horny. I was on the next Delta shuttle that evening to perform my boyfriend duties.

Almost nothing was off limits and we enjoyed every minute of each other’s company. Best of all, she always wanted to indulge me. This is why our couplings are burned into my long-term memory.

We made it work by spending the weekends at my condo and weekdays at her shoebox apartment in the city.

So when Nikki went on a self imposed “no more sex” break two weeks before my birthday it came as a shock to the system. I secretly started to masturbate. At first Nikki thought it was adorable. But, she’d always be upset that I couldn’t wait. If I was lucky polish she’d finish me off with long slow jerks of my cock. This was the closest I’d get to her sweet slice of heaven.

She wanted to dial things back since her sister Kristal was coming to visit. I know, how could parents name their girls Nikki and Kristal? I argued that if we didn’t get the sexual urges out of our system before the visit, it would make things worse. Couldn’t her sister come a week after my birthday, or not at all?

I didn’t know she had a sister, much less a twin sister. I had always assumed from the lack of siblings in her family photos that she was an only child. Nikki promised it wouldn’t disrupt to our routine. My blue balls begged to differ. She had a special surprise for me if I behaved myself. She promised it would be worth my while.

During those two weeks Nikki slept over almost every night. There was a lot of pillow talk without the usual ataşehir escort precursor of sex. There was no judgment. We talked about what turned us on. We talked about our fetishes and our fantasies.

Nikki asked what I wanted for my birthday. I’m hard to buy for so it was always better to just ask. I’m not materialistic and didn’t want much. I joked that all I wanted was her ass. Nikki understood my fascination with her asshole but, no it was off the table.

I then joked that maybe she could buy me an escort or we could have a threesome with her twin sister. She didn’t think that was funny either. I reminded her of our “no judgment” agreement when it came to talking about sexual fantasies.

The day of my birthday, Nikki left early. She needed to give her apartment a spot cleaning before heading to the airport. We kissed and I made a last ditch argument that we’d be more comfortable at my place but, Nikki was having none of it. Maybe my fantasy of fucking twins had cemented the fact that there was no way she’d allow me to sleep under the same roof as her sister.

Several hours passed without a text message or a voice-mail from Nikki. I was starting to worry. Maybe Nikki got into an accident. Maybe her sister got stuck in customs. Regardless of the reason, Nikki was not answering her phone. She wasn’t even showing up when I tried to locate her using the Find My Phone app.

That’s when I noticed that my phone had been muted for the entire day. Duh. There was also a voice-mail from a number I didn’t recognize. The message was succinct.

“Hey this is Kristal. We had a lot of problems, got stuck in customs, now we’re at the bar at the Mandarin Oriental. Nikki’s phone is dead. Come meet us for a drink.”

The background noise in the bar drowned out the last of the message but, I could hear plenty of girlish giggling. The last thing I wanted to do is get dressed up and head into the city to sip overpriced drinks on my birthday.

As I entered the hotel, the bar was empty except for some expense account schmucks. The happy hour crowd had dispersed. Noticing that I seemed lost, the bartender asked if I was waiting for someone. After giving Kristal’s name, he gave me a jealous smile and then handed me a hotel room key.

Nikki had been playing me all along! This must be part of her surprise. I was praying this was part of her surprise. Christ my blue balls were bad enough as it is.

I entered the hotel suite. Because of curtains that wouldn’t fully close, a shaft of light that cut through the middle of the room. Otherwise it was dark. Against the backlit curtains was a silhouette of Nikki. I’d know those curves anywhere.

“Nikki?” I asked.

“Nope.” the silhouette replied, “Kristal. Nikki went to get cigarettes.”

The Mandarin was a nonsmoking hotel and Nikki didn’t smoke. OK, I’d play along.

The silhouette in front of me was dancing and gyrating her hips to faint music playing in the background. I think it was “I’m Fucking You Tonight” by Notorious B.I.G. Then again, I could be wrong.

Kristal looked like she was about the same size as her twin sister. She stood five foot four, maybe five foot five inches tall, with a slim waist. Kristal had the same bust line as Nikki. Her halter top did nothing to hide the glorious peek of side boob. The cut-out on the chest and short cropping of her halter top showcased her cleavage.

Cleavage that looked so fuckable. I imagined my cock sliding through the bottom of that halter top. The head of my cock would feel so good popping up through that cleavage.

She had Nikki’s hips. This makes for a tight hourglass figure. Those hips continued to gyrate. Kristal was keeping time with the music but, the gyrations were on the half beat. This made her appear to move slower, almost in slow motion. She wasn’t gyrating as much as grinding. Perhaps grinding against an imaginary cock. Regardless of what she was doing, she was driving me crazy.

“Oh God Nikki, get back soon,” I whispered under my breath.

Kristal was playing with fire. My carnal instincts were taking over as I imagined what I could do to her. My eyes loved how Kristal was dressed.

Her long, silky legs were wrapped in white patterned stockings, that in turn were accentuated by frilly anklet socks. Kristal looked deliciously trashy. This detail threw fuel on the animal brain that ruled my throbbing cock. In more primitive societies I’d already be balls deep into Kristal.

Kristal was a cock tease in six inch, high arch stiletto heels. The were hot pink, patent leather with double ankle straps secured by tiny metallic locks. If I had my way Nikki would always wear ümraniye escort fuck-me-pumps. But, then we’d never leave the house. I made a mental note to find out where Kristal bought such lustful pumps.

These were shoes meant to to be worn during sex and induce lust. I’m sure somewhere on those heels was stamped the words “Wear While Fucking.” They had the desired affect on me. No wonder the bartender gave me that jealous smile.

My cock was straining against my jeans. The thought of cumming on those fuck-me-pumps was giving me a fever dream. My eyes moved up Kristals body, I saw the affect of her high-heels. Her legs looked toned and taut. Her ass cheeks stuck out and screamed out as a destination for my fuck-stick. (Nikki’s words.) Her 34 DD, obviously surgically enhanced tits seemed even bigger because of the change in posture.

To try and break the tension I asked Kristal, “So what do you do for a living?”

Without missing a beat Kristal replied, “I suck and fuck for a living. Sometimes I get paid. I’m essentially a whore.”

“Oh Christ,” I uttered underneath my breath. If Nikki didn’t get back soon I was going to have to rub one out in the bathroom just to keep me from taking advantage of her twin sister.

“Is that why you’re here in DC?” I countered.

“Maybe,” replied Kristal. “Are you offering? I’m so horny. I could use some cock right now.”

“Maybe I should go find Nikki, ” I stammered.

Kristal asked, “Don’t you like what you see?”

What I was seeing was white patterned stockings straining against garters protruding from underneath a pink pleated skirt. They barely covered Kristal’s panties. Was she even wearing any panties? The skirt was three inches long at best. As Kristal continued to dance and twirl the skirt would rise up every time she spun around.

This revealed that she was wearing the thinnest of lace panties. The dark slit in the middle hinted that they might be crotchless. I wanted to drop to my knees right there and bury my face in that beckoning cunt.

Though she was my girlfriends twin sister, Kristal was the sluttiest realization of my wet dreams. My will power was evaporating faster than it could be reconstituted.

As Kristal moved closer to me, her proximity revealed the large hoop earings and the matching rhinestone choker around her neck. The rhinestones spelled out the words “CUM SLUT” in two inch letters.

How could Nikki leave me alone with Kristal? This was her fault, I thought.

“Kristal, I’m not going to lie to you,” I stammered. “It’s not that…I shouldn’t… I can’t. I’m with Nikki. I’m with Nikki.”

“Nikki’s going to be gone for a while,” whispered Kristal. “We have plenty of time. What’s a little fuck between friends. Don’t you want to just bend me over the couch and pound me?”

Actually I did.

“Nikki told me about your fantasy. You’ll never have that threesome. But, I can make that escort dream come true.”

“Wait are you part of my birthday surprise. Did Nikki set this all up?” I asked.

Kristal laughed, “Does it matter if she never finds out? I won’t tell if you won’t tell.”

I backed away and headed for the bathroom. Kristal grabbed me by my belt and dropped to her knees. She unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. I had gone commando with the anticipation of public sex with Nikki but, instead here I was trying not to cheat on my girlfriend.

Kristal’s lips parted and the whole of my cock slipped into the delicious wet, warmth of her mouth. She sucked in leaving a sloppy ring of lip gloss and lipstick around the base. Pulling back, my cock made a pop as she released me. Strings of saliva dripped off her lips and my cock. They dripped into the Kristal’s cleavage.

Kristal then stood up and with that same dirty mouth she kissed me.

“Don’t worry baby, no one’s touching that fuck-stick but me.”

Now that we were face to face and I could see her, touch her, feel her and smell her I realized I had been tricked. This was my birthday surprise. Kristal was Nikki, just nastier, trashier and sluttier. Nikki was and always will be an only child. Kristal was an alter ego. Kristal was a fake sister persona.

Nikki had spent the time she was supposedly “at the airport” getting her hair cut and her pussy waxed. She was successful in looking the part of my slut fantasies.

“Shut-up and enjoy the fantasy,” whispered Nikki. It would be the only time she would break character all weekend.

The role playing resumed. This was going to be fun. Now all I had to do was resist my girlfriends doppelgänger and we could see how hard she’d stick to her narrative.

“I’m kadıköy escort here for you. I’m going to milk your balls and release all that pent up cum from the last two weeks. You can use all my holes,” said Kristal “Come destroy this cunt.”

“All your holes?” I enquired.

“All my nasty holes.” confirmed Kristal as she reached down and pulled at her lace panties. Crotchless.

Even as I feigned that I could never go through with this, the words coming out of Kristal’s mouth kept drawing me in.

“Come on. Nikki may have sucked your cock before but, I’m not Nikki. I’m here baby, and Kristal likes to have her throat fucked.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. I pushed the fishnet top over her chest and spectacular 34 DD tits were set free as I popped them out of the cut out of her halter top. They looked glorious. My lips glided over her tits and lapped at the nipples.

Kristal pushed me back, “Whoa there cowboy, don’t blow your load all at once. I’m bought and paid for. I’m your private little slut all weekend.”

“I’m counting on it.” I whispered as I pushed Kristal back down to her knees.

So there she sat, on her knees, legs splayed and her beautiful ass resting on the spikes of the hot pink fuck-me-pumps. My cock, set free of almost two weeks of chastity, plugged Kristal’s lipsticked coated hole.

Every thrust was smooth and the head of my cock danced over Kristal’s tongue. She’d clamp down on every back stroke and apply more suction. A ring of lipstick was starting to form on the base of my cock.

Every forward stroke met with the same resistance until Kristal allowed me into the back of her throat. So hot. So wet.

She looked up with those innocent green eyes and tease me when I popped out. I was fucking her mouth but, she was in control as she brought me right to the edge and then pulled back. All of this was done with no hands.

Her tongue would trace the bottom of my prick until she reached the bottom of the circumcised head. Kristal would then twirl her tongue around the entire head before engulfing it and relieve it of all the precum.

My cock was leaking precious fluid and Kristal was making sure none of it went to waste.

“Let me know when you’re going to cum, I have something else I want you to try.” said Kristal.

“Now? I’m so close Kristal.”

With those words, Kristal took over and leaned back against the bed, pushed her 34DD together and commanded me to fuck her tits.

They strained against the cutout of her halter top. But her hands held her tits together and her cleavage formed a warm, waiting channel for my cock. My rigid shaft was soon swimming in a pool of Kristal’s spit my own precum.

Her tits jiggled every time my cock split her cleavage. Kristal knew just when to open up her willing mouth when I wanted to feel the deep suction of her throat. She loved that my cock was only a modest six inches – as it meant she could easily deep throat me.

“Do you love it?”

“Oh fuck, god yes, ” I blurted.

“It’s going to get better,” Kristal said as she reached under the bed and produced a tube of lube.

Cool streams of lube were squeezed into Kristal’s cleavage.

“Does it feel better now? Does it feel like you’re fucking my pussy?”

“I wish I was fucking it right now, ” I blurted.

Kristal reached up and grabbed my cock. She wrapped her lips around the engorged head and worked the shaft slowly with her hands. When it was as hard as I think it was ever going to get, Kristal slipped my cock back between her tits.

“You like watching your dick slide in and out of my tits? Just watch this cleavage wrap around your cock. Has your cock ever been treated to such a dirty little slut?”

Kristal face was bathed in cum as my cock popped free of her cleavage. More cum sprayed over her lips and down her chin before pooling in the small of her neck. Beads of sticky white pearls clung to the rhinestones in her choker. It was a testament to what happens when you make a man wait two weeks. I had christened the necklace with the source of their power. CUM SLUT indeed.

Kristal’s tongue licked my shaft clean.

I was cheating on my girlfriend, with my girlfriend. Nikki wouldn’t drop the fake twin sister persona no matter how hard I tried to trip her up. Which was fine by me. Kristal was nastier and sluttier than Nikki ever was. If adopting this persona helped Nikki tap into the even more sexually-free side of her psyche I was all for it.

We missed our dinner reservation but, my final birthday gift made up for it.

(See part II of this story – coming soon.)

That weekend I made Kristal show me all the ways she fucked other men in her fictional life as a cum slut. She also made good on the promise of draining me of all my cum. My cock never hurt so good.

Before she left she told me, “Now I know why my sister is addicted to your cock. We are going to fuck every time I come to visit.”

I hope Kristal, Nikki’s “twin sister” comes to visit us more often.

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Every once in a while, you meet someone that changes your entire life. I’ve always known that I was a little bit different than the other guys I knew. Every guy dated the skinny, scrawny chick with attitudes up to here, and the body of a fifteen-year-old boy, pre-puberty, because that was what their friends and family expected of them. I admit, I did the same for a lot of years, and while there was usually sex involved, there was always something missing.

About a year ago, my job promoted me to run a new office in another state. I was sad to be leaving my hometown, but excited at the same time. I realized that in the new town, I could be true to myself, and not have to worry about the peer pressure and expectations of those around me. I was going to be totally on my own.

I got settled into my new job, and my new home. The company had given me a hell of a big moving bonus, and with my savings, I actually bought a small house in the nicer part of the city. It had a great yard, with a wooden fence in the front, and high hedges surrounding the backyard, allowing total privacy to anyone within. The first thing I bought, besides the obligatory entertainment system, was a Jacuzzi. I played a lot of sports, and knew that it would be a great investment for me, personally.

Most of my neighbors were friendly enough, but I was pretty much left alone. No welcoming committee when I moved in, no girl scouts trying to sell me cookies, just peace and quiet. I got to know the area, and discovered several nice hangouts, where I could possibly try my luck at meeting the opposite sex, and maybe get laid once in a while.

I was actually having little luck in that regard, the only exception being when a girl in my office gave her notice. Her last day on the job before leaving to a new company, we took her out for a few drinks, and she ended up in my Jacuzzi, naked as the day she was born. Of course, one thing led to another, and she left town a very happy girl, indeed. That, unfortunately, was about the only luck I’d had, and there was no chance of repeating the occasion.

My neighbors on the right side had moved out a few weeks earlier, which was not much of a loss, as they were kind of sloppy, and really didn’t take very good care of the property. It turns out they were renters, and the owner had come to check on the property and smelled marijuana coming from the house. I had known they were smokers, but I guess the owner didn’t know, because when they found out they were evicted immediately. There was a crew working on the place, doing some renovations, and they were pretty good about making sure that they kept the noise down, and cleaning up after themselves.

Once the work was done, the place stood empty for about a month. One night, coming home from work, I spotted lights in the back of the house. I wandered over, wanting to make sure nothing odd was going on. I knocked on the front door, and when it opened, my heart skipped a beat. The most incredible looking creature I’d ever seen stood there, and I was at a complete loss for words. She was a tall, dark-skinned beauty, and she was plump in all the right places. She was wearing a gray tank top and skimpy shorts, and looked beautiful. “Hi. Can I help you?”

“I’m the guy next door. Saw lights in here, and since the place has been empty for a couple of months, I thought I’d check it out, make sure nothing funny was going on.”

“Thanks! My parents own the house, and I’ll be moving in as soon as I finish up some of the painting that needs to be done. Come on back. I could use the company while I work, unless you needed to get going, that is?”

“Nope, just let me go home and change, and I’ll even give you a hand, if you’d like. By the way, my name is Eric.”

“Aw, jeez. How dumb of me. My name is Lori. Nice to meet you.”

We shook hands, and as our eyes met, I sensed an instant connection between us. Whether it would lead to anything, who could tell?

I ran home and put on some old clothes suitable for painting and working in, grabbed an ice chest, filled it with beer, and headed over.

“Lori? It’s me. Where are you?

I heard her call from upstairs, and headed up. She was in the back bedroom, painting the ceiling with a roller. I quickly jumped in to help out, and we had the entire room done in no time.

“Why don’t we go sit out back for awhile? It’s kind of warm in here, and the air conditioner isn’t due to be repaired until next week. Those assholes that were renting the place blew it out, and never bothered to tell anyone there was a problem. They really did a job on this place. The A/C, the basement smelled like pot for weeks. Daddy had to rip all of the paneling out and reinsulated the entire room before the smell would go away. Seems like all they ever did was smoke pot and mess things up.”

“They were pretty odd people. I never really talked to either of them, but every so often, I’d hear them in esenyurt escort the backyard talking. I think they were growing pot here too.”

“I’m sure they were. There was a huge chunk of the backyard that was just torn apart, as if all of the plants had been ripped out, and nothing put back. They probably had a couple of dozen plants back here.”

I had known that the owners had done a lot of work on the property, but I hadn’t realized that they had installed a small pool back there. It was small, but full of clean, fresh water, and Lori had put a table and chairs next to it.

“Quite a set-up you have here. I think I’m slightly jealous. I only have a Jacuzzi in my yard. Then again, I’m not sure I want to pay to have a pool installed, either.” “Daddy’s idea. He wanted to increase the value of the property for me, since he says he’s giving it to me for my 30th birthday next year. I kind of hope he does, but at the same time, he’s put a lot of money into the place, so if he decides to sell it, I’m pretty okay with that as well.”

We sat by the pool and talked for a couple of hours, and I used the time to check every inch of Lori out. She was a plump girl, with curves in all the right places. Large, firm tits, a big, rounded belly, and great hips. Her legs were solid, strong legs, not a bit of cellulite on them for someone as big as she was.

“So, Eric. No girlfriend to be jealous of you hanging out with the new neighbor chick?”

I laughed.

“Nope, only been in town a few months. My company transferred me here to take over the regional office, and I got lucky and bought the house next door for a really great price. I tend to work a lot, and since I’m not a big club type, I really don’t have much opportunity to meet women. What about you? Is there a boyfriend hiding in the bushes, waiting to jump out and kick my ass for being here?”

She smiled.

“That’s one of the reasons I took my dad up on the offer to move here. My asshole of an ex-boyfriend was cheating on me, with his roommate. He says that I turned him gay. I was devastated for a little while, but what I really couldn’t handle was all the looks I got from all of the people I thought were friends. They all seemed to believe his stories about me, and how frigid I was. Within a month, I lost just about every friend I had, and when Daddy made the offer, I jumped at it.”

“That sucks! I doubt it very highly that you ‘turned him gay’. He was using you as a cover, and when he got caught, he just blamed you as a convenient way to excuse it all. Sounds like a real queen to me, and you’re better off without him.”

She gave me a big smile, and laughed.

“That’s almost exactly what my Dad said when he heard what happened. Although he also offered to kick his queer little ass for him all over town, but I talked him out of that. Sometimes, I kind of wish I’d taken him up on the offer…”

“Well, if the moron ever shows up here, I’ll take him apart for you. No worries.”

We laughed, and for the rest of the evening, we got to know each other better. Before either one of us realized, it was dark outside, and we reluctantly parted ways for the evening. We swapped phone numbers, and Lori promised to let me know when her stuff was coming in, so I would be able to help her move in.

Work really piled up on me for the next couple of weeks, and I almost for got my offer to help. When I got the call from Lori, though, the first thing that popped into my head was a mental image of those big tits, and how sexy she was. I quickly agreed to meet her at her place the next day, and since I was the boss, it was easy to arrange a few days off in a hurry.

The next morning, I got up early, and was sitting on my front porch with a cup of coffee when her car pulled up to the driveway.

“Eric! Can I park in your driveway? I want the movers to be able to pull the truck into the driveway, and bring stuff in through the garage.”

“No problem, Lori. Just pull it up next to mine.”

She parked her Mustang next to my truck, and hopped out. She was dressed in much the same way she was before, and was as sexy as I remembered her to be. She gave me a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you so much, Eric. Daddy was really happy to hear that I’ve already made a friend, although I think he’d be happier if you were female. He’s still pissed about the last guy I dated, you know.”

“Would it help if I promised to keep my hands off of you?”

She laughed, and gave me a sly look.

“I’m sure Daddy would appreciate that, but I’m not so sure I would…”

Before I had a chance to say anything, the moving truck showed up, and we spent the next several hours busting our butts moving Lori’s furniture in, and getting the house set up the way she wanted it. There’s nothing like moving the same piece of furniture six or seven times to really build your appetite. By the time the avrupa yakası escort movers emptied the truck and left, we were both absolutely starving, and I offered to barbeque a couple of burgers for us, and she agreed.

We walked over to my place, and joked that we should put a gate between our backyards, to make going back and forth easier.

“I don’t know, though. I like to Jacuzzi naked, and I wouldn’t want to scare you with the sight of me naked.” I joked.

“Nudity is a wonderful thing. Why do you think I had the landscapers put such high hedges all around the backyard. The only house with a view into my backyard is yours, and I somehow don’t think you’d object if you got to see me naked once in a while. Or am I completely wrong about that?”

Embarrassed, I agreed.

“Didn’t realize I’d been so obvious in my admiration. Guess I need to work on my poker face.”

She laughed.

“Don’t worry about it. I happened to catch you checking my ass out the night we met, and I saw you liked what you saw, so I didn’t mind. You did like what you saw, right?”

I smiled.

“What’s not to like? You are an incredibly sexy lady, Lori. I’d have to be blind not to think so.”

“Well, you’re certainly not blind!”

We laughed, and sat down to have lunch. Our conversation eventually led to sex, as I had figured it would, and Lori asked me a surprising question point blank.

“So, Eric. What is it about fat chicks that gets you going?”

I almost swallowed my tongue I was so shocked. She laughed to see my expression.

“Beat around the bush, why don’t you? Wow…I guess it’s because I feel more comfortable with larger women. There’s something about larger women that makes me relax, and feel like I can be myself, where the skinny chicks all want more than I’m usually willing to give. I’ve never dated a thin girl that didn’t dominate the conversation, or talk about herself all night. There are big girls like that too, I guess, but most are much more interested in a give-and-take conversation. They’re more interested in you, than in how much money you make, or what kind of car you drive.”

“I guess I can see that, and I respect the obvious honesty in your answer. Can you honestly say that the size of her tits doesn’t excite you, just a little?”

“I’ve never been about the shape of a woman’s figure, Lori. I won’t lie, big boobs are a plus, as far as I’m concerned, but they’re not the whole package. There’s also the size of her butt, for example…”

“Shithead!”

We both laughed, and the conversation changed again, but we were both thinking of what we’d just discussed. After lunch, we went back to work, and by late afternoon, pretty much all of her furniture was in place, and she was down to unpacking her bedroom. I sat in her armchair as she put her clothing away, and we chatted about different things. As a joke, she pulled out her lingerie bag, and pulled one out. “So, you think this would look good?”

“My opinion of lingerie is this: it all looks the same in a pile on the side of the bed.”

She threw the item at me.

“You are such an asshole! God, men sometimes!”

I held it up, and moved it so it was right in front of her. I smiled, and threw it back.

“You’re right though. That would look really good on you.”

She blushed a little, and laughed.

“You blew that, buster. You should have said so the first time!”

I put my head in my hands and faked crying. She threw something else at me, and when I picked it up, I saw it was a bra. I took it and draped it over my head like a helmet. When Lori saw what I had done, she came over and tried to pull it off my head. The strap had gotten wrapped around my ear, and when she pulled, she yanked on my ear, causing me to yelp in pain.

“I’m so sorry, Eric. I didn’t realize it got wrapped around your ear like that.”

“I see how you are. Now I know you’re a rough one…I’ll be on my guard!”

We laughed, and she finished putting her things away. We headed downstairs, and she asked if I wanted to take a moonlight swim.

“I’d love to. Let me go get some trunks.”

“If you must.”

She walked through the living room, shedding her clothes as she went. She pulled her top over her head, and unclipped her bra, dropping both on the couch. She slipped her shorts down and kicked them free, and with a shake of her hips, let her panties drop as well. Those, she kicked in the air behind her, and I caught them out of the air. I could feel the wetness in the crotch, and I smiled.

She ran to the pool, her tits bouncing as she went, and dove in. She popped up at the edge of the pool, and smiled.

“Coming in? Or were you going to go get trunks?”

I laughed, and quickly stripped down. I could see her eyes drop to my cock as it popped free of my shorts, and she licked her lips slightly anadolu yakası escort in anticipation. I dove into the pool, and popped up next to her at the edge.

“So, this is a clothing optional pool?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way!”

We laughed, and splashed each other, acting like kids. There was a definite sexual air around us, but no pressure from either of us to make something happen. I swam to the edge and lifted myself up to sit on the side. Lori swam up next to me, and rested her head on my leg. My cock was only a few inches from her face, and I could feel her hot breath on it.

“My, oh my, Eric. That’s a very nice cock you have there. Would you mind if I took a closer look?”

Before I had a chance to say anything, she leaned forward and took it into her mouth. She worked her way slowly down the shaft, and just as slowly, worked her way back up. She certainly knew a few tricks about cocksucking, and wasn’t afraid to use them. I leaned back, and thoroughly enjoyed her efforts. She sucked and licked my cock, and took first one, then the other of my balls in her mouth, giving them as much attention as she had my cock. She moved around to be between my legs, and I spread them wider to give her room. I felt her breath on my ass, and then she licked my anus. I’d never had that done to me before, and now I was wondering why. It was an incredible feeling, to have a moist tongue licking your ass.

She swallowed my cock again, and really got into the act. She was sucking my cock for all it could give her, and I could feel the release approaching.

“Lori, you’re going to make me come, that feel so good.”

She responded by running her fingers along my ass again, which brought me to the top.

“Oh god, I’m coming!”

She never hesitated, but swallowed all I had to give, and since it’d been a while since I’d had sex, there was a lot to give. Lori took it all, and gently stroked me as I came down from the intense orgasm she’d just given me.

I sat up, and looked at her. She was smiling as she floated in the pool, licking her lips.

“That was a very tasty treat, Eric. You won’t mind if I try that again sometime, would you?”

I hopped into the water, and swam next to her. I kissed her deeply, and she responded hungrily. Our tongues danced, and my hands went to her tits, and her rock hard nipples. She moaned as my fingers tweaked and squeezed her nipples, and I kissed my way down her neck. We had moved to the steps of the pool, and she sat back as I sucked her nipples. They had to have been close to an inch long, and they were plump and hard to the touch. Lori pulled my head tight against her breasts, and I kissed every inch of them. I slipped one hand down her body, rubbing her stomach and down to the edge of her nether regions. She moved her legs apart to afford me better access to her, and as my hand neared, I could feel the heat from her pussy. She was completely hairless down there, and smooth to the touch.

She moaned as my fingers tweaked and teased her twat, grinding herself against me. I sucked her tits and fingered her pussy until she came, moaning her delight all the way. We kissed again, and she reached for my again hard cock.

“I can think of a very good place to put this, can’t you?”

I responded by positioning myself between her legs, and rubbing my cock against her pussy. She rose to meet it, and the head slipped inside. I gave one big thrust, and was deep inside. She sighed in contentment, and we developed a rhythm. The water lapping against us added to the pleasure, and Lori wrapped hers around my waist as we fucked.

Every time she came, I could feel her pussy muscles tighten around my cock, and as she went through another orgasm, my own built up.

“Come inside of me, Eric. I love the way a cock feels inside me when it shoots off…”

I needed no further encouragement, and gave a final thrust. My cock exploded within her as she tightened her muscles around it, giving me a very intense orgasm. I collapsed with her, and we just floated in the water for a few minutes. We kissed tenderly, knowing we’d just had something very special, and that we both wanted it to continue…

After a few minutes, we got out of the pool, and wrapped up in towels. We snuggled together, our wet bodies touching and warming the other. I felt her breath against my neck, and she let out a great sigh.

“What?”

“Nothing, Just very…content. I could really get used to this, Eric. You are truly a special person, and I’m really glad I moved in here.”

“I’m glad you moved in here, too.”

We lie there for a few more minutes. Eventually, it got too cold for us to be outside, and as we went inside, she looked over at the fence, and laughed.

“We have GOT to put a gate in that damn fence!”

Laughing, we made our way upstairs, where we made love again, this time in the comfort of her bed.

The next morning, Lori woke up, and I was gone. She made her way down to the kitchen, and looked out the window to the back yard. There I was, naked except for my tool belt, cutting an opening the size of a gate in the fence…

This is only the beginning of the tales of Eric and Lori…be sure to give me your opinion, and suggestions are always welcome.

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“Did you read this?” I asked as I sat reading the newspaper.

“Read what?” You questioned.

“This!” As I held up the paper, pointing to the headlines, “National Nude Day 2004.”

“No, what’s it about?” you asked me.

“They want everyone to go nude, next Friday; at work; shopping; catching a train; just about anywhere you go.” I said rather brashly.

“Hmm; it doesn’t sound too bad.” You said over your cereal, “Sounds fun.”

“Don’t even think about it.” I said, “Besides we have lunch with my brother and his wife on Friday.”

“Okay.” You replied, but I could see your mind working overtime as you were thinking.

Friday came around quickly, what with everyone at work and on the streets talking about “National Nude day 2004”; it sounded like it was going to be a day of sex and debauchery.

So, here it was Friday and I was dressed in my work suit, ready to go to work.

“Not going to go naked, are you?” You asked mischievously, as you adjusted my tie.

“No.” I stated, “I don’t believe in it.”

“That’s not what you were like last night.” You seductively said with a twinkle in your eyes.

“Well, that was last night. Anyway I have to go, so I will meet you at the restaurant, at noon.” I said, as I turned to go.

“Okay.” You said, as you gave me a kiss on the cheek, “See you then.”

I left the house to work to the bus stop, when I heard, “Good Morning.”

I turned around to say it back, when I stumbled over the words, “Good Morn….ing.”

I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things. Here he was out in the garden, pruning his roses with no clothes on. I think I started to blush and avert my eyes. I did not want to see his donger, hanging there.

“Great day, for it.” He said, as he bent down to prune the roses again.

“Yes, it is. I have to run to catch my bus.” I said, as I smiled at him.

“Okay, see you for the BBQ on Sunday then.” He intoned.

“Okay, bye.” I muttered as I turned to get to the bus stop. I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or not, after seeing him there; but it did bring a smile to my lips.

I reached the bus stop and found that some people were dressed fully, others were semi dressed in stockings not only men, but women as well. Some nice looking but others were what you would call “Paper bag jobs”, if you get the meaning.

I could feel, my cock arousing slightly, as I looked at the good ones. I didn’t want to stare that much, just in case I was caught looking.

As we boarded the bus, I found a seat next to a gorgeous blonde, who was wearing a teddy and high heals.

“Hi.” I stammered as I glanced at her chest and legs. Sitting down next to her was an experience, I could enjoy. I kept my case on my lap, to hide my growing erection.

“Hi, yourself.” She answered, as she flashed me a radiant smile.

“Oh god.” I thought, as I felt my cock swell, even further.

As the bus started off, I knew that it was going to be a long 45-minute ride. Hopefully I sarıyer escort could hide my erection for that long.

I noticed that as the bus went over bumps. In the roads surface, that your hand would stray to your lap and gently stroke the top of your legs; slowly down one and then up the other.

I was getting harder, by the minute.

You must have noticed this, because you smiled at me and licked your lips and then looked at my case on my lap; this made you smile more. You reached over and took my hand in yours and pulled it over to the top of your stockings.

I didn’t try to stop you, as I was awe struck, by your daring.

You pressed my hand into your panty-clad mound and slowly moved it over your mound. I could feel the wetness there, as you spread your legs slightly. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but they all seemed to be doing their own thing.

I turned back and saw that you had tilted your head back and closed your eyes, as you moved my hand up and down your slit and over your legs.

I took my cue and continued doing it myself as you lifted your hands to rub your breasts, through the teddy. The nipples were dark and very prominent as you rubbed and pinched them. You were moaning softly as you did this.

My fingers were working there way around the garment, as they pressed into you. As you spread your legs, even further, they found the side elastic and slid underneath to find your wet hole. I pushed one, then two into you and felt you arch your back. In and out they went, as I finger fucked you.

Your hands were now rubbing your breasts harder and roamed over your front.

I pushed my fingers, in further until they disappeared completely. I could smell your sexual awareness from here.

I leant down and kissed you hard on the mouth, as my fingers found their goal, making you shudder. Our kisses were hard and physical as they meshed hard together.

I suddenly felt you shiver as your orgasm took hold and you grabbed my hand to force the fingers deeper, as well as closing your legs firmly tight, to hold my hand there.

I felt you tense more as you had another orgasm. I suddenly felt wetness, in my trousers as I too had an orgasm.

“I was going to have to hide behind my case, as I walked to the office.” I thought to myself.

I felt you subside next to me, as you kissed my lips. You looked very sweaty and spent, as I gazed at you.

I slowly removed my fingers from your cunt and put them to your lips. You took them into your mouth and slowly sucked on them. Tasting your cunt juices on the tips and the length of them. I took them out of your mouth and put them to mine, tasting your glorious juice on them, mixed with your saliva.

As I finished sucking, they called my stop. I leaned across and kissed you softly on the lips, “Thank you.”

“No, thank you. The pleasure was all mine.” You said as you smiled at me.

“Not all yours.” I grinned as I esenyurt escort showed her my wet crotch, beneath the case.

I alighted from the bus, holding the case over the wet patch and walked to the office. I couldn’t even remember if the other people on the bus had noticed us, but I didn’t care either.

I managed to get to my own office and flop in the chair.

“I better dry these pants off.” I said to myself. I removed them and hung them over the side chair, along with my jocks, “I just hope no one wanted anything for a while.”

Fifteen minutes passed and I was confident no one was going to interrupt this morning, when my boss walked into the office, unannounced.

“Glad to see you here this morning.” He said gruffly. “What’s this about the McNaughty file and that you want a raise?”

I wasn’t sure how to reply, I mean that he was starkers before me. His pot belly, hairy chest, his penis there for all to see, “I’ve finished the McNaughty file and I think I deserve a raise.” I managed to reply.

“Is that so!” He yelled as he leant towards the desk.

He must have noticed that my trousers and jocks were over the chair as he leant forward, because he came around the desk and had a grin on his face, ”Well, look at this.” He said to no one, as he turned my swivel chair around to see that I was naked from the waist down.

I couldn’t tell him about the bus, so I said, “I was trying to get into the spirit of National Nude Day 2004.”

“Okay, but there is a way you can get that raise.” He sneered at me, “Come here.” He said as he moved to the other side of the desk.

I stood and walked around.

“Bend over the desk.” He said, in a weird sounding voice.

I did and wondered what he was going to do, although I had a fairly good idea. As I lent over the desk, with my arse cheeks showing, I felt his hands pull them apart.

“Smells nice and looks good.” He said, as I felt his tongue begin to lick my crack; ”Tastes good too.”

I gripped the desk edge harder. If this were what I had to do to get a raise, well I would just have to endure it.

He licked around my anus and he must have tasted some semen that had gotten down there because he licked the bottom of my balls. Taking one at a time into his mouth and sucking.

“Hmm. You have cum today, I can taste it.” He purred, as he sucked harder.

He let go and went back to my arse. I tensed as I felt him spread my cheeks and position his cock over my hole. He pushed and his erection went in, a few inches. I tried to relax my muscles and take the heat off my anus. He pushed harder and then he was in fully, riding my arse like I was a prize stallion.

As he pushed into me, my cock was pressed onto the desk, rubbing over the papers there. I felt myself grow hard, as he fucked me and I fucked the desk. I should have told him that I had a homosexual affair when I was younger, but thought better of it. Let him think he was the first.

He avrupa yakası escort continued riding me, as he puffed and panted, forcing his cock in deep then slightly out again. It was great to be fucked from behind again,

I felt he was close to an orgasm, as he pulled my hips tighter to his body. I was close too. He tensed and exploded into my arse, forcing semen to seep from the side of his cock and out of my hole.

I came as well leaving a wet mess over my tummy and all over the desk.

“You’re not a bad fuck.” The boss said, as he withdrew from me.

I grunted, not wanting to get up to let him see that I had cum as well.

“You’ll get your raise.” He said, as he wiped himself on my trousers and left.

I was still bent over the desk, when my secretary came in.

“Oh, my.” She said, as I heard the door close.

“Let me clean you up.” She said, as I felt her wiping my arse cheeks and legs down, “You’re not the only one to have had the boss.” She said.

I got off the desk and turned around. I still had a piece of paper stuck to my cock.

“Here, let me get that.” The secretary said as she pulled the paper off. She was dressed in bras and panties and looked like a model.

As she pulled the paper off, she bent down to wipe my cock.

“Oh, what a nice little fellow you are.” She said as she held it, “Lets get you cleaned up.”

With that she spread her lips and took me into her mouth, sucking me and licking the cum off. I could feel him coming back to life as she did this. I held her head there, as she sucked. She was no stranger to sucking a man off. She knew where to put her tongue and when to use her teeth. It wasn’t long before I started to cum in her mouth. She forced me to deep throat her, as she took me all in.

I came in spurts and she swallowed it all. Once I was done she took her mouth away and kissed my limp penis.

“That’s better.” She said, as she finished wiping it.

She stood and kissed me on the lips. I could still taste the salty cum there.

“Catch you later.” She said, as she turned and left.

Luckily, that was it for the morning, so I could rest and get my clothes dry.

As I walked to the restaurant, I kept wondering about the day and how it had turned out. I shook my head and smiled, “Crazy.” I thought to myself.

I reached the restaurant and walked inside. I stood and stared. I could not believe what I was seeing. You were on lying on a table with your legs spread and my sister-in-law was eating you out. Not only that, but Jake my brother had his cock out and in your mouth. No one seemed to mind this, as other tables were engaged in other activities as well.

I walked over and smiled at Jake and you turned and smiled at me. I came up behind Jean and ran my hands over her back.

“You all look very nice.” I said, as I started to strip.

I grabbed Jeans legs and forced them apart as I mounted her from behind, shoving my erection deep into her wet pussy.

“How was your day?” Jake asked, as he came in my wife’s mouth.

“Good. Couldn’t have been better.” I replied as I pounded Jeans pussy.

This is only part of my day; I hope that yours was just as exciting and full of sex, beacause “National Nude Day” is here to stay.

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Rebecca’s husband came home one night in a very morose and agitated mood.

“Whats the matter with you?” she asked him not too sympathetically,

He looked at her with forlorn eyes, “I’m in trouble,” he said sadly, I’m relying on you to get me out of it.”

“ME?” Rebecca asked, “What trouble are you in and what can I do about it?”

Roger, her husband, went to the fridge and took out a bottle of beer, He sat at the kitchen table, opened his beer and took a drink straight from the bottle.

“Well!” she demanded again, “What trouble are you in?”

Roger took another long swig of his beer, he shuffled nervously before he answered, “You know I like a bet on the horses,” he began.

“Yes!” his wife said, not concealing her annoyance at his weakness.”

“Well,” he continued, “I have been betting much more heavily than you ever thought, and I have lost much more money than I can pay back.”

The blood in Rebecca’s veins ran cold, what was he going to tell her?.

“Oh no,” she managed to say, ” How much have you lost?” she ended up shouting at him.

“I’m not going to tell you that,” Roger mumbled, “but Its more than I can ever pay back from my wages.”

“You said I can help you, I hope you are not going to ask me for money.” Rebecca rasped at him, her blood boiling at her husbands recklessness.

“No, I’m not asking you for money,” said Roger, “But when I said I couldn’t pay, the bookie got very angry and started to threaten me and telling me about all the horrible things he could do to me, I tell you Becky, I was really scared, I didn’t think I was going to get out of his place alive.”

“So how did you get out?” Rebecca asked sternly, feeling a growing concern herself at the situation her husband had got himself into by his stupidity.

“I had to offer him something instead of money,” hubby mumbled.

Again Rebecca’s heart began to thump, What else did her husband have that had any worth, Then it came to her.

“Don’t tell me you have told him he can have the house,” she practically screamed at him, “You fool, you idiot, what about me and the kids, what are you going to do about us?” Then she began to sob in frustration.

“No Becky,” Roger was speaking again, this time very quietly, “I have not given him the house.”

“What then!” This time she did scream at him, “What have you promised that rat of a bookmaker.”

“You darling.” Roger whispered.

Rebecca stared at her husband dumbfounded, for several seconds she was unable to speak, her throat dried up and she could utter no sounds through her lips.

“What did you say?” eventually she managed to croak.

“I told the bookmaker that you will spend a night with him to pay off my debt.”

Slowly it sank in to her brain just what her husband was saying, she couldn’t believe it, didn’t want to believe it, she stared at her hubby’s face for any tell tale signs that he would burst out laughing and tell her it was all a big joke.

But he didn’t laugh, in fact he looked more likely to cry.

“Oh no!” she screeched, “You can just ring him and tell him I will not prostitute myself to him or any one else, How dare you tell another man I will have sex with him, just to save your own miserable neck.” With that she turned and ran from the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom, sitting on her bed, she put her head in her hands and began to cry.

Husband Roger followed his wife up stairs, he hesitated for a second in the bedroom doorway then sat down beside her, putting his arms around her shoulders.

“Becky darling, I am so sorry for getting into this situation, it started off like fun but now I hate and despise myself for what I have done, but I am in so deep and the man l am dealing with is ruthless, If I don’t pay him back to his satisfaction he will take it out of me in some other way.”

Rebecca looked at her husband through tear filled eyes, “So to save yourself you thought you would subject me to his evil methods, what kind of man are you? I’m your wife for gods sake, you are offering me up to this man as a sacrifice.”

Roger fell to his knees and knelt before her, His body shook with emotion as he begged and pleaded with his wife to do as he asked, “Please Rebecca, please help me, his threats have terrified me, And if you won’t help me it will be like you are throwing me to the wolves.

As Rebecca’s mind slowly adapted to the horror of the situation, She began to feel some pity for her husband, she did love him and he was a generally decent husband and father. She asked Roger what this man looked like, “How old is he? is he short or tall? thin or fat? whats his name?”

Roger imagined that his wife was showing signs of relenting and he eagerly seized on it.

“His name is Harvey, he is in his forties, over six foot tall, well built, no fat, grey immaculate hair, tanned skin and quite good looking, He always has attractive women around him.”

“Why does he want me then?” Rebecca demanded.

“He has seen you with me and said he fancied you, then hubby added, “Its also bakırköy escort to humiliate me.”

Despite her annoyance with her husband, The facts of the situation were beginning to interest Rebecca, Without giving anything away to her husband she began to play the scenario over in her mind, “After all” she told herself, “its only sex, and he won’t do anything to me that I have not experienced before, and it could be exciting.”

Standing up, she said to her husband, “Get out of here, I have to think about it,”

“OK, OK, darling,” said hubby and he almost scraped the floor as he scampered out of the bedroom, he felt sure she would now do as he asked.

It was two hours before she emerged from her room.

“I will do it!” She announced to her husband.

“Oh Becky, thank you darling, it is like saving my life.”

“For what its worth,” She muttered. “When does he want me? You realise what he wants me for don’t you?”

“Yes,” said Roger quietly, “He wants you for sex.”

“And does that not bother you?”

“Yes it does, but It is the punishment that he has devised for me, I will be suffering for all the time you are with him, Its this Friday night and I am to take you there myself, He says I have to deliver you to him personally.”

All day long on Friday, Rebecca thought about the nights events, by now she had convinced herself that she would make the most of it and enjoy it if she could. She’d had several lovers before she married Roger, and experienced some exciting sexual adventures in her life. She could not see this one being any worse than others she had endured, the only thing that worried her was if he treated her like a slut and tried to rough her up.

She took a long hot bath and studied her naked womanly shape in her bedroom mirror, She felt satisfied with the vision reflected back at her and said to herself, “Well Mr Bookie man, I will make you enjoy me, I intend to get every pennies worth of my husbands debt to you.” She then selected the most sexy and provocative clothes she possessed including a mini thong and half cup bra, deep plunging top, and skin tight calf length pants. When she felt ready she went downstairs to where her husband was waiting.

“Do you have to look that gorgeous?” Roger complained.

“Of course I do,” she retorted, “I am going to meet my lover for the night.” she added cruelly.

“Come on.” Roger said curtly, and strode ahead of his wife to the car.

Not a word passed between them on the trip to the bookmakers house, Rebecca felt nervous, but at the same time her heart fluttered in anticipation. She glanced at her husband once to see his face drawn and drained and he gripped his steering wheel tightly, but did not speak.

Roger steered his car into the drive of a very large imposing house and turned off the engine, both he and Rebecca sat unmoving and silent for some seconds, then he turned to her and gripped her arm, “I am so sorry for what I am doing to you darling, I hate the very thought of what I am asking you to do with this man, but it is the only way out for me.”

Rebecca glared at the man who is her legally wed husband, and she could not keep the contempt she felt for him at that moment, out of her voice.

“You are willing to sacrifice me to this man with no thoughts for my safety, you have no idea what he might do to me, and all so that you can get off Scott free, Well let me tell you, If I come out of this encounter unscathed you will have your work cut out to make it up to me, because I will not let you off.” and with that she flounced out of the car and walked the dozen paces to the front door. Roger ran after her, and she was just about to press the doorbell when the door opened and Harvey stood silhouetted in the doorway.

Rebecca was quite taken aback by his appearance. He was younger looking than she expected, tall with immaculate grey hair which gave him a distinguished look and he was dressed in a silk dressing gown with a cravat, he looked so suave, just like someone out of an old Noel Coward film.

For a second or two she was at a loss for words, and just stared at him, she was aware of Roger standing beside her fidgeting, but Rebecca and Harvey locked eyes with each other.

“You must be Rebecca?” Harvey said at last, “do come in my dear, I have been expecting you.”

She stepped through the doorway followed by her husband, Harvey took her hand and kissed its back, he then pulled her body close to his and kissed her mouth. He completely ignored Roger.

“It’s so good to have you here Rebecca,” Harvey smiled, “I am going to show you a wonderful time over the next few hours, We will eat first, then after that you and I will get very very comfortable,” as he spoke he put his arm around her waist and kissed her neck, which made her shiver, her neck being most sensitive.

Harvey turned to Roger, “You can run along now,” he almost spat at him, “Your wife and I will enjoy ourselves while you suffer somewhere else, so go on, off you go, and don’t come for Rebecca before beşiktaş escort midday tomorrow, we won’t be getting out of bed until then.”

Rebecca felt no sympathy for her Husband, as the man who was to be her lover, pushed him out of the door. Already she was feeling comfortable in this man’s company and was sure she was about to enjoy a very pleasant and erotic evening and night.

“Come my dear,” said Harvey as he took Rebecca’s arm and urged her towards his elegant living room, “You and I are going to have the most exciting time, but I must insist that you do everything I ask you too, you must not refuse any of my requests or instructions, Is that clear?”

The last part was spoken with a distinct tone of menace, she felt a chill run up her spine.

“I know why I am here,” she said, looking him in the eye, “I am here because my husband was stupid enough to get himself in debt to you, and it is me who has to pay that debt for him. I will do everything to please you, luckily I do find you reasonably attractive, when I came here I feared you would be repulsive, but that is not so, I am relieved to say, But I will not stand for abuse, you must not hit me, other than that I am prepared for almost anything.”

“My dear Rebecca,” he said, a big smile spreading over his handsome face, “I have no intention of abusing you in any way, you are here with me to make love, I think spending the night making love to you will be well worth the money your husband owes me. Furthermore, when he gets you back he will be very aware that I have well and truly used your body, and because you will enjoy being with me so much, you will take great pleasure in telling your husband how good I was to you, He will have to live with that always.”

At his blunt words Rebecca felt pangs of excitement shooting through her, then Harvey asked “Do you like my dressing gown?”

“Yes very much,” she replied.

“I want you to go up to my bedroom, the door is open, you are to undress totally and on the bed you will see a silk dressing gown matching this one, Put it on and come back down here.”

Off Rebecca went to Harvey’s bedroom, she gasped in appreciation of the beautiful room before her eyes, It was vast and had an ensuite bathroom as big as her own bedroom at home, her feet sank into the deep pile carpet and the queen size four poster bed had silk sheets, “If he gets too active I can see myself sliding out of bed on those sheets.” she muttered ruefully to herself. The ceiling and two of the walls were covered in mirrors. The thrilling thought crossed her mind that this is the bed where we will be tonight, and the thought appealed to her.

Rebecca quickly undressed, she could see her naked body from every angle in the mirrors, she wondered briefly if her bum looked big, her tits sagged, or her belly bulged. “No.” She told herself, “I am a thirty three years old woman, and it all looks quite OK, I have no reason to be ashamed of my body.” She looked again at her smooth pussy and its tightly closed slit, she ran her fingers over her pussy lips and even felt a twinge of excitement at how soft she felt, She could not resist the thought that it is this part of her body that Harvey really wants, and it is this that is going to pay Rogers debt. “Lets hope you enjoy whats coming,” she murmured to herself.

The expensive silk material of the gown felt cool on her naked skin, she loved its touch, she felt very special as she walked barefoot back downstairs and into the presence of her soon to be lover.

“Mmmmmm, Oh yes,” Harvey enthused, “Just as I imagined you, But untie your hair, I like it loose.”

Rebecca untied the ribbon holding her dark hair in place, and it cascaded down to her shoulders.

“Beautiful, beautiful,” he smiled. He was standing by the enormous fireplace where an open fire crackled its warmth. He had two glasses filled with wine in his hands and he passed one to Rebecca.

Thank you I am fond of a nice glass of wine,” she said, taking a sip.

“This is a very expensive wine, he said looking over the rim of his glass as he sipped, I only drink the best. I have ordered an Indian takeaway meal which will arrive at any time now, I hope you like Indian food?”

“Yes I do very much,” she agreed,

Just then the doorbell rang and he left the room to return minutes later laden with boxes containing their evening meal. I ordered you Chicken Tikka Balti which is my favourite, and which I will share with you.

Harvey quickly served out the food and it did look delicious, He poured two more glasses of wine and then asked Rebecca if she was ready.

“Yes I am,” she said enthusiastically,

“Right he said, first of all I want you to remove your dressing gown.”

“Excuse me?” she asked, quite surprised at his instruction.

“Remove your dressing gown, we will eat naked.” he repeated.

Rebecca’s heart pounded, “This is it,” she thought to herself, and suddenly she felt a big urge to show off her body to this man whom, she had met in such extraordinary circumstances beylikdüzü escort only a short time before, without further hesitation she stood up and opened the gown and let it slip from her shoulders, In seconds Rebecca stood before Harvey, completely naked.

Harvey’s eyes swept over Rebecca’s body from top to toe, lingering a little longer on her breasts and pussy, “Yes yes yes,” he murmured, “I think I am going to get more than my monies worth tonight.”

Harvey then removed his robe and Rebecca found herself confronted by a naked male body that clearly had been looked after, He carried no fat and was quite muscular, broad of chest and narrow of hips. As his eyes had lingered over her private parts, so she stared at his Penis, It was long and thick and half erect, “Its much more impressive than Roger’s” she thought, and her pussy began to tingle as it always does when she becomes horny.

Lets eat said Harvey, and he held her chair for her while she sat down, He could not resist touching her nipple, then he leaned forward and kissed it, taking it between his lips and sucking hard. “Mmmmm delicious,” he said then went to his own seat on the other side of the round table.

The food was quite tasty, and Harvey was very entertaining with tales of characters who placed bets with him, Rebecca looked around at the splendour of the room they were in and commented that he obviously did much better than the punters.

“Yes I do,” he gloated, “much much better, but luckily most of them pay cash so I don’t often have to resort to taking payment in the form of wives bodies.” He laughed.

Halfway through the meal, Harvey stopped talking, and said, “Rebecca, I cannot stand looking at your beautiful breasts any longer without touching them.”

She looked back at him wondering what he was going to say or do next.

“I want you to dip your nipple into your curry sauce.” She remembered what he had said earlier, that she had to do just as he told her, so without further ado, she took her breast in her hand and pushed its erect nipple deeply amongst the meat and sauce of her evening meal. Harvey beamed and stood up,

Rebecca noticed that his cock was again starting to rise, he came to her side and bending his head, began to lick the parts of her meal that had adhered to her nipple and breast. Harvey became more and more aroused and he held her whole tit and sucked and chewed on it even after the sauce had been consumed, then he repeated it all by pushing her breast once more into her meal, the way he grasped her breasts also turned her on more and she reached down between his legs and clutched his now rock hard cock, that spurred Harvey on more and more and he plunged his cock into her Balti and offered it up to her mouth to suck.

Rebecca was eager to please him and still sitting on her chair, she bent her head to take Harvey’s big cock, covered halfway along its length in Balti sauce, into her mouth, she had to open as wide as she could to get her lips over it, but she managed it gagged slightly as it hit her throat. Rebecca held on to his balls and squeezed lightly, Harvey began moving his hips back and forth, Rebecca sucked and licked on his huge cock, delighting at its feel in her mouth,

She heard him gasp and utter gurgling sounds and thought, “He is going to cum!”

“Aaaaaaa” he cried, his cock stopped moving for a second then pushed aggressively into her mouth, she clamped her teeth and lips hard on to his swollen shaft, and at that moment, Rebecca felt the hot spurts of Harvey’s cum shooting into her mouth, she swallowed frantically, gripping his balls tightly, while they jerked as they expended his sperm, she thought he would never stop cumming, but slowly just a drip remained and Harvey pulled his cock from her mouth, leaving her to clear her thoat of the remains of his massive load, flavoured by Chicken Tikka Balti.

Rebecca looked up at Harvey who was gaping at her, amazement in his eyes and a look of shock on his face.

“Whats the matter?” She asked him, feeling a touch of concern,

“Nothing is the matter Rebecca,” He said, “Its just that I would like to know how you made me cum so quickly, When I have sex with a woman, I pride myself on being a long stayer, and here I was shooting into your mouth in less than five minutes.”

Rebecca took that as a compliment and smiled.

Harvey went on, “I think it was the way you played with my balls while you sucked, it tipped me over the edge. But if that is a taster of what our night together is going to be like, then wow, Come on Rebecca, I’m taking you to bed.”

They walked up the wide staircase together, quite naked, her arm round his waist, and his hand stroking and squeezing her bum cheeks, Rebecca knew that the vital time was close, soon the bookmaker would push his cock into her pussy and he would fuck her, the paying off of her husbands debt would begin. Tonight, She was his completely.

On reaching his bedroom she stood by his big bed and he pulled her to him so that her tits squashed into his chest and his rapidly hardening cock pushed forcefully into her belly, He kissed her passionately while his hand slid down the crack of her ass and between her legs to feel the puffed up lips of her pussy, He pushed his finger a little way into her hole and whispered in her ear, “Darling, you are very wet.”

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