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I was on the dance floor. My ass was painful and hurting with every bump and grind. I was sure the semen was going to flow out of my battered asshole and onto the floor. Would someone slip and break something all because of the ass fucking I had received earlier?

You see I went to the club tonight. Alone. I have never done that before. I always drag a friend out or vise versa but never alone. This time, Krista had a date, Cammy had a business dinner, Joe was sick in bed and Teddy refused to budge from the couch. (There was a showing of the Godfather part one and two. Back to back.)

I was not going to stay home. The doldrums were hitting hard at the office and I wanted some action and fun. I wanted to dance. The office can be hard on independent women; like myself.

In fact, I heard about the club from the office whore (no not myself.) She mentioned that the club was on a somewhat questionable street in a somewhat questionable neighborhood. She warned me that I would never forget the experience.

So I decided to go. I jumped in the shower and washed my hair. Lathering it and rinsing with care. Then I put the conditioner in and let it soak while I shaved my legs. Starting at the very bottom. I slid the razor up my leg and did not stop until I got to my pussy.

I completed my legs quickly and then lathered my pussy with lots of foam. I took a new razor and shaved the minimal hair and slid the razor between my lips carefully to remove any stubble. I followed by shaving my ass to remove any small stray hairs and then I rinsed my hair and my body carefully.

I took a towel and wrapped my hair and then another to pat my body dry. I applied lotion to my whole body and then chose my outfit.

I dressed in a mini skirt, with thigh highs and a garter (all visible below the bottom of the skirt) no undies and a black bra with white top. Totally see through. I added some makeup and went heavy on the eyes making them smoky and dark. And then I set out.

I found the building without too much trouble. I parked my car. And made sure it was locked. The chick at the office was not kidding when she said it was a shady place. I walked up to the door and was amused by what occurred next.

I got in the club without waiting! I walked in and the bartender threw me a beer and I caught it mid air. A man walked beside me and opened it while walking past. I had to laugh only because it felt like a scene out of a movie. It felt arranged but it was all a set of erotik film izle circumstances. Since the night had started out so well I headed to the dance floor.

I danced and drank and danced and drank. I shook to the beat and shimmied my hips. I was not alone for long. A woman came to me and smiled. I danced with her. She moved quickly and was brazen in her moves. She jumped up and down; her breasts were floating and falling with each move. As the song ended she reached in and kissed me on the mouth. Out tongues twirled for just seconds and then she walked away. My pussy was damp. Damn her.

A man came next. He was short with black hair. He came to my breasts. He pulled my shirt down and sucked a nipple and did a little dance at the same time. I felt his hand on my thigh and he pushed his fingers roughly in my already wet pussy. He took them out and licked his fingers. I gave him a sly look and he walked away to the bathroom. Going to masturbate no doubt.

Another man came and another and another and another. None of them were so forward as the first two.

I had been in the club for over and hour now and except for the two people that were so brazen with me the club looked the same inside as any other.

I moved to the bar for a rest. I sat on the stool. I knew my pussy juice was wetting the seat. I was chugging a mixed drink and the coolness slid down my throat. I was hot and fanning myself. I

I suddenly realized the club was very different than my first impression. Many women were now topless. I was hot so I took my shirt off and decided to forgo the bra as well. When in Rome ya know? I drank and drank and was on my fourth when I looked up and saw him.

He was a very attractive man dancing nearby. He was alone on an awfully large box above the heads of the dancers on the floor. He was moving slightly slower than everyone else but he was still dancing to the beat.

His shirt was off and he was staring at me. He nodded a hello. I smiled back. He used a finger to tell me to come and dance. I got up from my stool slowly. Took a napkin from the bar and wiped the seat. Two men nearby frowned and told me to leave it next time.

I walked up to the box. He took my hands and pulled me up beside him. On the box I realized my ass and pussy would be visible to anyone below me. That was not about to stop me from dancing with this man.

We danced. The music was hard and fast. We moved to the music and my breasts were swaying. The music film izle eventually slowed for a bit and his hands began exploring my body. His hands found my breasts and pinched my nipples hard. I yelled out but no one heard me in the club. I felt his hands on my ass. He was playing with my cheeks, squeezing and rubbing. My pussy was flowing down onto my thighs. I was moving my ass against his hardness felt clearly through his pants. A new song came on.

Someone handed me a new drink and smiled at me. I gladly accepted and threw the bottle back down after chugging it. I moved my ass back toward the sweaty hotness behind me only to feel his cock on my ass not his pants. I put my hand behind me and felt a throbbing mass of flesh in my hand. Not too large, not too small. As Goldilocks would say, “just right”. I danced again.

The music was still good for bumping and grinding slowly. I pushed against him and he spread my ass cheeks apart. I felt his cock head on my ass before I realized this would be dry without any lube. I wanted to protest but I was already feeling my asshole being pushed open to accept him.

I clenched my teeth and grunted hard. I was in so much pain. The dry entry was causing unbearable friction. It hurt too much. I decided to bite the bullet ,so to speak, and thrust back on his dry cock. I could no longer hold it together so I growled as my ass was filled by hot dry meat.

He whispered in my ear that I would love this. I knew I would. He continued playing with my breasts and pinching them. He kept his cock up my ass and I adjusted very very very slowly to his size. We continued moving slowly to the music. After the next song started he began to push his cock further into my ass and then back out.

My ass was raw there was no lube. It hurt. It hurt so much. It hurt just right. After ten minutes of this pain his pre-cum began oozing more abundantly and my ass felt only slightly better until…

The music changed. The song was faster. To pull off any attempt at passing as just dancing we had to move faster. He was pumping into my ass. We were moving quickly. At one point his cock came out of my ass and then I knew everyone was aware of what we were doing.

He told me to bend over. I was in an awkward position now. My hands down on the box and my ass in the air. He spread my ass cheeks again and inserted his hard cock.

A man nearby was openly masturbating. His pants were undone and his cock was gleaming and shining with pre-cum. seks filmi izle I looked at him. And winced in pain. The man smiled and pinched my nipples. I could not protest. I had no hands to do so.

After playing with me for less than a minute he climbed onto the box with us. I stood up straight to make room. He picked up my legs and put them around his waist. He entered my soaking pussy in one thrust.

The man in my ass did not sound happy. He told the other guy to get off. The man imbedded in my pussy just said, “I intend to.” He began thrusting in motion with the man in my ass.

I was being double penetrated on a box four feet above everyone’s head. Through glazed eyes I looked around and saw a man giving another man a blowjob on his bar stool. Two men and a woman were lying on the stage and licking each other. Most people were still dancing.

I felt both men pushing into my holes to the beat of the ever-quickening music. It felt as if the DJ was speeding things up just as the men needed to pump faster to get off. I felt hands on my breasts again. My feet had been off the floor for a song now, I was uncomfortable and my body was cramping.

The feelings in my body were intense. The man pumping my wet pussy was hitting my clit every third of fourth thrust and the man in my ass was pushing harder and deeper to keep me balanced on the both of them. I felt my pussy clenching and my ass was burning. I was getting the thrashing of my life.

The pain began ceasing and my pleasure sensors went wild. I grunted out loud and began swiveling my hips in the attempts of more clitoral contact. The man in front got the message and began circling my clit with two fingers. He pushed hard and rubbed with his thumb. Suddenly I saw stars and my pussy clenched and my ass sucked deep the cock behind me. I screamed out that I was Cumming and the men joined me as if we were still dancing and not fucking.

I felt my legs being lowered to the box and the man in my pussy pulled out and zipped his pants with no attempt at cleaning off. The man behind me turned me around and kissed me.

He pulled my mini skirt back down over my ass. He lowered me to the floor and hopped down himself. I looked around and saw no familiar faces. A few smiles here and there.

I looked toward the bar and the bartender threw me a bottle of water. I drank it down completely and went to ask for my shirt and bra. I put them back on and headed back for the dance floor.

I came to dance so I danced. My ass burned, my pussy was wet and my body was ten degrees hotter than it should have been. But the real question was weather or not I would keep this place a secret or invite my friends next time.

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It had been about six weeks since I first met “Daddy” on Craigslist. I’d posted an ad looking for someone to come over and suck on my tits, and I’d ended up becoming part of this handsome older man’s harem of big-titty sluts. He was in his sixties; I was in my twenties.

Since then, I’d been sneaking out of my house every chance I got (I’m married) to go to Daddy’s house or to go on a ride in his car. At his house were girl-on-girl orgies and crazy fuck parties. In his car were forced suckjobs and backseat anal sex. Either way, I was in heaven every moment I was with him. I loved being used by Daddy.

I’d also fallen for one of his other sluts — the beautiful, slender, dark-haired Jamie. I adored all eight of the other girls in Daddy’s collection, but I loved Jamie. She had a ravishing smile, a plump, kissable ass and a perfect 36J rack. A full two cup sizes bigger than my own 36H cups.

Hers were fake, though, so unlike mine, which had a heaviness and natural hang to them, hers were as pert as a pair of B cups atop her tiny waist, slightly pointy, like twin footballs the size of overgrown watermelons. Her nipples were tiny pink pebbles, and her areolae were the size of small saucers. Her areolae would have been big on another set of breasts, but on hers they were perfectly proportioned. Except for their ridiculously large size in comparison to her slim body, her jugs looked pretty real. They were the most suckable tits I’d ever seen. Of course, she said the same thing about mine.

Jamie and Daddy and I had had many nights of filthy, depraved fun since we’d met. We were clearly his two favorites. Jamie was his live-in slut, but since I was married, I only got to see them when I could get away from my boring husband.

I usually went to Daddy’s during the day (I’m a housewife) on his days off from work, or went to his office to service him (and sometimes his clients) under his desk or on the conference table. I also snuck out two to three nights a week for my special car rides with Daddy. He made me get topless and deepthroat him while he drove around. Or he’d pull into an empty housing development and buttfuck me over the hood of his sports car.

Daddy had taken my anal virginity by force a few weeks prior. He had planned for it to be a romantic, consensual experience, but then Jamie had pissed him off during one of our threesomes. When she left the room, Daddy pushed me face-down on the bed, rammed his cock up my ass, and took his anger out on me. It was incredibly painful, and I’d screamed and cried as he assraped me. Turned out he liked hearing me cry, because he only buttfucked me harder the more I struggled.

After that, sex with Daddy was anal-only. It was one of the rules of his household. The only time I got my pussy fucked was when Jamie came after me with her big strap-on, which was pretty often. I got my ass broken in pretty quickly. After that first time, Daddy kept my asshole plugged when he wasn’t fucking it. I was an anal whore after about a week of his training.

Still, because I made myself do at least 500 anal kegels every day, my asshole was as tight and pink and fresh as any young anal virgin’s would be. My asshole was Daddy’s favorite, because I kept it so tight, and because I’d had it bleached for him.

*****

On this particular night, I was in Daddy’s car at 3 AM after having sneaked out of my house. I was already topless, my huge tits jutting out in front of me like torpedoes, wobbling and bouncing over the bumps in the road. Daddy turned the A/C on high and my nipples turned to stone.

“Jerk me off, honey,” he instructed. “But sit up straight. I want to show you off.” And so he drove around, all over our town, relishing the moments when we pulled up next to a car at a stoplight. I must’ve shown my big titties to 50 people that night, most of whom stared and gaped, some of whom honked, and a couple of whom started jerking off. I just smiled at all of them and kept jacking my Daddy’s monster 10-inch cock obediently.

When Daddy was finally ready to bust, he forced my face down into his lap and made me swallow his load. I gobbled it down greedily. Daddy’s cum was better than candy to me. I would drink a glass of it as I masturbated if he said I could. I made a mental note to ask him about that later.

“Good girl,” Daddy said as I swallowed the last of his sperm. My cunt gushed at his words; I loved it when he said I was a good girl. The only thing I liked better was when he said I was a bad girl — because his punishments made me squirt.

Daddy pulled into our favorite empty neighborhood and pulled over. He got out of the driver’s seat and got into the backseat, situating himself in the middle. This was one of his favorite things to do. I moved into the backseat so that I was sitting in his lap, facing forward. Then I leaned my body forward until my face was pressed into the gear shift in front and my ass was in the air, my puckered asshole level with Daddy’s mouth.

Daddy gripped my erotik film izle hips and spread my asscheeks with his thumbs, then buried his face in my ass. He absolutely loved to eat ass, and my asshole was his favorite, because I kept myself spotlessly clean and perfectly smooth. He groaned as he swirled his tongue around my butthole, then began to suck and slurp on it like he was starving to death. I moaned and moved backward, smashing my ass into his face, letting him tongue-fuck my anus even deeper.

Daddy ate my ass out for about ten minutes, until he’d had his fill, then he buried two fingers deep in my cunt from behind. Five finger-wiggles later, I squirted pussycream all over Daddy’s handsome face. He loved ending my rimjobs in this manner; I was one of only two of his whores who could squirt. Jamie was the other one. He made us squirt in his face as often as possible, which was often. All it took was a good buttfuck or sloppy rimjob, then two fingers up the twat. We were like girly cream dispensers.

I loved watching Daddy open his mouth and drink down Jamie’s cum when she squirted for him. I knew he did the same with me, even though I couldn’t see it. I could taste it on his lips when he kissed me afterward. I also loved when he made us squirt on each other’s faces and tits. Daddy was a pervert.

After our steamy round of backseat anilingus, Daddy told me to get back in the front seat, and he did the same. “I need to talk to you,” he said. “I have a surprise for my sweet big-titty slut girl.” He reached over and squeezed my naked breasts and pinched my nipples. My cunt gushed into my panties.

“I’m going on a long business trip in a couple of weeks,” he said. “To New York City. I’ve decided to make it a fuck trip, and I want you to come with me. Jamie will come, too. You just need to tell your husband that you’re going to visit your mother, then come to NYC instead.

“The three of us will spend the week in a very nice hotel, and the two of you will pleasure me when you’re told. My associates, too. We’ll go to a sex club at least one night so I can pass you two whores around to some strangers. Maybe black dudes?”

My heart was pounding in my chest. My nipples were hard as a rock and my pussy was juicing up like a peach. A trip with Daddy! I’d been fantasizing about this for weeks! I squealed “YES!” and leaned over to kiss him. He accepted my kiss, which relieved me — I wasn’t supposed to make moves on Daddy; it was supposed the be the other way around. But we were both happy. We kissed sloppily and he felt up my massive jugs until I thought I was going to cum again. Then he took me home.

*****

I wondered if people on the plane had been able to smell my pussy; it’d been so wet the whole way to New York City. I was hyper-aware of all the men (and many women) who stared at my chest in the airport and on the plane. Even now, in the cab on the way to the hotel, the driver was adjusting his mirror to get a better view of my giant melons as they strained against my low-cut cashmere sweater. It was cold out, so the outline of my erect nipples was plain as day. Although I wasn’t certain it was weather-related.

Daddy and Jamie were already in the ritzy penthouse hotel room. They’d left the door slightly cracked so I could just come in, and when I did, I was greeted with a familiar and arousing scene — Jamie on all fours on the bed, completely naked, her fat tits pressed against the soft white sheets, her legs spread as far as they would go. Daddy was kneeling behind her with his face buried deep between her asscheeks. Jamie’s ass was so plump I could only see his ears. He was also completely naked, his huge erection jutting forth as he slurped on Jamie’s asshole.

They heard me come in and Daddy broke his deep French kiss with Jamie’s ass. They both smiled big and he gestured for me to join. I whipped all my clothes off as quickly as I could, and after letting them admire my naked form for a few seconds, moved toward the bed.

Daddy had me take his place, and soon I was kneeling behind Jamie with my face buried up her ass. I loved the way she tasted and smelled. The combination of Jamie’s ass and pussy was my second-favorite meal, after Daddy’s yummy sperm.

Daddy knelt on the floor behind me and spread my cheeks, and soon he was rimming out my asshole just as I was rimming Jamie’s. I slobbered on her asshole as he slobbered on mine, because I knew what was coming — a nice, long, luxurious buttfuck from Daddy. He rarely used lube. All we got was saliva and our own pussy cream. A good, spit-laden asseating was all we ever needed to prepare our buttholes for Daddy’s ten-inch monster.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Daddy had us side-by-side on all fours, our asses at the edge of the bed, as he took turns violating our tight asses with his huge cock. First he rammed his dick up my ass, and it felt so good to get my rectum filled up by him. My owner. I yelped and sighed as he pumped his shaft in and out of my needy film izle ass about ten times, then pulled out and buried himself up Jamie’s ass. She moaned and murmured. “Yes, Daddy. I love you, Daddy.” I started cooing the same words when Daddy came back to my ass, and soon the room was filled with a cacophony of breathless female voices groaning “Daddy, OH DADDY! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!”

In response, Daddy couldn’t have fucked our asses harder if he wanted to. He gave us each about ten strokes at a time, and we moaned and crooned and French-kissed each other. After a while he started fingering our asses when he wasn’t fucking them, still taking turns, using two and then three fingers up our asses, calling us his dumb little butt sluts.

Finally, when Daddy was ready to nut, he pulled out of my rectum and shot his load all over both our asses, making sure to creampie both of our little assholes, so as to not leave anyone out. When he finished blasting his load, he inserted three fingers into my cunt and fingered me til I squirted in his face, doing the same thing to Jamie with his other hand. She and I sucked each other’s tongues as we screamed and squirted for Daddy.

Then the three of us collapsed naked into the bed, totally spent, and fell asleep together.

*****

After our nap, Daddy told us he needed to have a meeting, and that we’d be receiving four male guests in the penthouse in a few minutes. He told us to stay in our underwear and to serve them drinks and to do what we were told.

I was in a baby blue bra and panty set, all perfectly sheer. My nipples were perfectly visible through the fabric, not to mention the slit of my hairless cunt and the crack of my rounded ass. Jamie was wearing a black push-up bra that had her tits defying gravity. It was a half-cup bra, so the tops of her nipples were visible above the fabric. Below the waist she wore a red thong that didn’t fully cover her small landing strip or the top of her asscrack.

Daddy didn’t let the men fuck us or even make us blow them, but he did make us jerk them off and take their loads on our chests. All four of them. I’m pretty sure they thought we were prostitutes, because they all asked for our numbers and said they’d like to entertain us in their rooms later. Daddy just let them talk.

First he had us bring them all drinks, then had us do lapdances all around. I could feel cocks hardening as I wiggled in each of their laps, removing my big bra, squeezing my tits together, even letting them suck my pink nipples a little bit. Jamie did the same.

“What the hell,” Daddy had said. “Handjobs all around.” So Jamie and I each obediently knelt before one of the men, pulled his cock out of his pants, and stroked him off until he busted all over our big titties, then moved to the next guy. It took about thirty seconds each to get them off, they were so keyed up. Afterward, feeling generous and proud, Daddy let us eat the cum off each other’s breasts.

After they left, Daddy jerked off on Jamie and me as we 69ed on the bed. We lapped each other’s cunts and assholes like kittens and came to the sound of Daddy’s rhythmic thwapping strokes.

*****

Daddy had been in conference all day, and Jamie and I had enjoyed each other several times by the time he got to the room. We were getting dressed when he walked in and scolded us.

“Who told you sluts to get dressed?” he demanded. “I know I didn’t. Bend over, both of you.” We both bent over the bed as he fetched something out of his suitcase — his paddle. “Pull those panties down right now.” We did as he said and he proceeded to beat the fuck out of our asses with his paddle. One thwack to mine, one thwack to Jamie’s, and so on.

The ass-beating made Daddy hard as a rock, so he ordered us to take off our bras, get on our knees, and suck him off like good little girls. We did as instructed and pulled his enormous cock out of the front of his pants, leaving him still-dressed in his dashing business suit.

Jamie and knelt I side-by-side on our knees with our huge tits swaying, me sucking Daddy’s big, smooth balls as Jamie expertly swallowed his entire cock. We both looked up at him, in the eyes, which we knew he liked. After about five minutes of our well-practiced double suckjob, Daddy gave us both a big yummy cumsnack.

“Now it’s time to get dressed,” he said. “We’re going to a sex club tonight. I will pick out your clothing. I brought lots of lingerie for both of you. Now let’s take a shower first.”

*****

An hour later we were in a cab en route to a famous NYC swinger’s club. Daddy was in a dark suit, looking very handsome, and Jamie and I were dressed to the nines underneath two long trench-style coats.

Jamie was wearing a lacy red cupless corset and a tiny red leather skirt. Her huge breasts were on full display, the corset lifting them even higher than they normally were and making them jut more than a full foot from her body. The corset accentuated her small waist, making her seks filmi izle fake 36Js look even bigger, making her proportions seem almost cartoonish. She’d never looked so hot, and I’ve seen her in all kinds of outfits.

I was wearing a sheer, skin-tight black minidress with two holes cut out for my breasts. The outfit made my rack look cartoonishly big, just like Jamie’s, which was clearly Daddy’s purpose. He was a tit man and, I assumed, was planning to share us with other like-minded men at the club. He wanted our best assets on display. And they were, considering how both our round, shapely asses were also visible beneath the ultra-short hems of our skirts.

Daddy had finished off our outfits with matching black crotchless and assless panties, garter belts, thigh-high lace-topped stockings (mine were black; Jamie’s were white), and four-inch black patent leather stiletto heels.

Once we got inside the club and shucked our overcoats, exposing our breasts for all the world to see, Jamie and I became instant belles of the ball. We walked through the darkened front room toward the bar, each of us attached to one of Daddy’s arms, our massive naked tits bouncing provocatively, with every single pair of eyes on us. Even the women. Especially the women.

A few drinks later, we’d been propositioned by a swarm of men and women. Well, I should say, Daddy had been propositioned on our behalf. He was making it clear to everyone that Jamie and I were his property, and she and I were both thrilled to be treated as such. He politely declined every offer, but made sure to whisper something into each of the mens’ ears before they walked away. Only the black men, I noticed. There were many, too many to count, and they were asking Daddy for permission to use us even with their dates on their arms. And Daddy was clearly setting something up.

There wasn’t much happening in the bar, so we set out to see the rest of the club. We weren’t disappointed. Once we got past the fairly innocuous front bar and into the back rooms of the clubs, there were naked people everywhere, each engaged in deliciously depraved acts.

Unless otherwise noted, all the rooms had open-door policies, and guests were encouraged to watch and/or join in. All the rooms had observation windows. The very first room we came to was wall-to-wall red with thick, plush, red carpeting littered with hundreds of oversized pillows. Six women were engaged in three separate lesbian fuck sessions. One couple was entangled in a gorgeous 69, one couple was drooling into each other’s mouths and fingering each other, and next to them, a big-titty woman was sitting on her lover’s face, riding vigorously.

It was very hot. Daddy thought so, too. He stood between us and snaked his arms around both our waists until he had a breast in either hand. We stood there watching through the window as he felt us up. The big-titty bitch stared right at us, admiring our matching huge racks, and came all over her bitch’s tongue with a scream.

We left that room and continued on. We passed two males engaging in anal sex next to two males 69ing. We passed a woman getting doggy-style buttfucked by a hung Hispanic guy while she ate out a young black woman. We passed a petite blonde getting gangfucked by a small group of what looked like frat guys. We passed rooms full of people masturbating, as well as many men masturbating from their positions at the windows. We passed lots of people kissing and running their hands all over each other, just getting started.

Then we got to where, it turned out, we were going.

A room filled with nothing but black men. Probably about 50 of them standing around, fully clothed, obviously waiting. Waiting for us. Daddy said hello and introduced us.

“Hello, gentleman. I’d like you to meet two of my sluts.” He said our names. “The other eight are back home, unfortunately. But these two are very talented and, as you can see, very well-endowed. You’re looking at a 36H set and a 36J set, and along with those racks they have very wet and willing mouths. I’ve brought them here tonight to have their mouths and breasts used, and used well. Neither one of them has had enough black meat down their throats or between their tits.”

He turned to us. “Well?” he said impatiently. “Go get on your knees, bitches.” He looked back up to the men. “Don’t worry, they’re consenting. Even if they don’t look like it.”

Jamie and I tentatively walked to the middle of the room, which was painted all black with black flooring and lit by sconces along the wall. There were folding chairs lining the perimeter of the room. No one was sitting in them, but they would be before too long. There were huge one-way mirrors on two of the walls, and I didn’t know it then, but most of the mens’ dates were watching. Daddy disappeared behind one of those walls. We’d find out later that he secretly videotaped the entire thing.

On the floor in the middle of the room were two red throw pillows. Jamie and I sunk to our knees, back to back, holding each other’s hands and looking around the room. The men all looked hungrily at our chests, some already starting to rub their crotches. Then one man pulled his cock out, and things got underway.

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On his ride home from work he tried to push all of the days worries out of his mind, all he wanted to do was get home and take a nice warm shower. Pulling into the driveway he saw his wife’s car was gone and the house was dark, where could she be he wondered to himself. He got out of his trued and trudged towards the door totally give out from a long day of work. Opening the door he found the living room bathed in a glow from candles placed all around it. On coffee table he found a note that said she just stepped out on an errand and will be back in a minute and for him to go and clean up. Curiosity was eating at him but off he went to shower. After shaving and bathing he stood there relaxing under the needles of the hot water pounding on his back. Shutting off the water he dried off and threw on a t-shirt and some lounge pants and headed off to the living room. There he found his wife changed into a flannel cotton robe that fit her curves nicely and ended just at her knees and she had tied it together with a red satin ribbon in a bow like on a gift.

Stunned beyond words he just nodded when she asked if he liked her now robe. She walked over slowly and gave him a soft kiss and traced his lips with her tongue sending a shiver all down his spine. Then she told him to go fix a sandwich and stay in the kitchen till she came and got him. He watched her walk out of the kitchen swaying her hips so seductively and then made him up a sandwich and sat down to eat it at the table, his mind wondering what in the world she was up to.

Just as he ate the last bite she came in to get him and she led him back to their spare bedroom. She opened the door and motioned him in and he stopped just inside and stared in amazement. She had set up a massage parlor on their bed by putting a table top across it. Candle burned filling the room with a very pleasant aroma as she guided him to the side of the bed. On the nightstand beside the bed he saw an assortment of body oils she planned to use he guessed.

“Strip” she told him.

After undressing she instructed him to lie face down on the tabletop and relax.

“It has been a long time since we had a night all to our selves as we do tonight so I wanted to do something extra special for you to remember it by.

All I want erotik film izle you to do is relax and give me your full co-operation is that understood?”

He sighed out a yes as he felt her hands running along his legs. In the back of his mind he couldn’t help but wonder where that slight tone of authority had come from she just had. With his eyes closed he could hear he squeezing some of the oil out into her hands. Her first touch was cold and it shocked him but as she began to rub it got warmer and warmer. Her hands moved across his broad shoulders, rubbing and kneading the top of them and then moved to his neck and rubbed it so gently with her oil slick hands.

Her hands began to glide down his back as she squeezed out more oil onto his back and made a trail to his bottom. His eyes closed her hands danced across his butt and went down rubbing each of his legs now, moving down across his calf and gently rubbing his feet for she knew how ticklish he was there. He now felt her hands running along the inside of each of his legs, they brushed against his testicles as she moved them up and back up to his neck.

His eyes opened wide as he felt a slap on his bottom. She was standing above him now and first thing he saw was the little red ribbon. As he closed his eyes back she told him it was time to open his present. It took half of a beat for him to realize she meant for him to untie her robe so he decided to play it frisky and moved his head and untied it with his teeth. The robe fell opened and revealed her body to him. He could not help but think of how beautiful she is as his eyes traveled from her smooth shaven pubes up to her hair that was balled up on top of her head and had a few loose tentacles hanging down on her neck.

“Is something wrong?” she asked him.

“Not a thing” was his reply.

“Good, then turn over on your back for me now.”

There was that tone again.

So with out any hesitation he scooted around and rolled over onto his back and watched her as she walked to stand by his side. She told him to just close his eyes and enjoy. Doing so he felt the cold oil dribble out onto his chest and stomach. He felt her hands massage his broad chest and top of his shoulders then moved down his ribs and across his stomach, heading film izle further down she began to rub his thighs.

Down one leg then back up the other, casually grazing his swollen cock as she passed over it. Every time she would lean to rub across his body she would press her breast against him sending ripples of anticipation thru him.

When he no longer felt her hands on his body he opened his eyes to look for her. He found her. She was at his feet and had a bottle of oil turned up and was squirting it onto her breast and stomach. He stared as she took her hands and sperad the oil all across her breast and down her stomach, down her bald pubes and over her legs.

After her entire body shone with oil she crawled on the bed between his legs and began to slowly make her way up his body, letting her oiled up boobs drag across his legs, over his rigid cock, up his chest until finally she was face to face with him, her lips mere inches from his. Her hot breathe spilled across his lips as she kissed him deeply. He could feel her desire in the kiss and it swept over him as their tongues circled each other’s.

Nibbling at his lips she broke away and looked him in the eyes and asked, ” Do you want me baby? Wouldn’t you love to slide that hard cock between my hot wet lips of my cunny and fill me up so full?”

Shocked he nodded yes.

“Good, cause that is exactly what I want you to do to me. I am on fire with a passion that only you could put out.”

As he laid there he watched as she slowly lowered herself to where the tip of is cock could feel the moist dampness of her arousal on her lips. She kind of rocked back and forth against the head just teasing him until she started to lower herself down around him. His cock felt like I was surrounded by fire as he sank deeper and deeper into her hot hole. Sitting straight up she began to move her hips back and forth at a teasing pace. Rocking against him she manipulated her oil slick breast, caressing her own hard nipples. His eyes glazed over with lust he watched as her right hand crept down and began to rub on her bare cunt. He felt her fingers slide down on the sides of his cock every so often as her pace began to quicken. Her hips began to crush into him and she rocked faster and faster, her hand moving seks filmi izle at a blur, her orgasm was nearing. Her muscles contracted around his hard cock as the orgasm began to ripple thru her body. Sitting up straight she squeezed him tighter and let out a long soft moan.

He felt her slipping from around him as she moved off from him. Bewildered he looked up to find her turning around on her hands and knees so that her beautiful backside was facing him.

“Make love to my ass baby, pop my anal cherry.”

He moved up behind her and took some oil and squirted it into his hands and slathered it all around his cock and adds some to her virgin hole. Situating himself he scooted up so the head of his cock pressed against her tight ass. Ever so gently he pressed on, he could feel the head invade her now, and he stopped once it was in letting her adjust. When he felt her relax some he inched forward again going in a little further at a time. His cock sinking further in her ass he moved one hand under her and massaged her clit to help her relax, she moaned with his touch. Softly he began to work his hips back and forth, setting a slow sensual movement. She was so tight around him; each thrust felt as if she was pulling him deeper and deeper into eternal bliss. Now she began to match his thrust rocking back into him each time his cock sank in to her ass causing his balls to slap against her still damp pussy. All he could do now was grab her hips and hang on cause he knew a powerful climax was very near for both of them.

“Yes” she hissed out between thrust,” fuck me hard baby, cum all in my ass.”

He grunted as his pace quickened now for his balls were ready to blast off, as she wanted. She was moaning loudly and swinging her head from side to side as his hard cock rammed into her ass deeper and harder. Together their body moved in sync as he could no longer hold back and announced that he was going to cum.

“Do it, fire it deep into me baby”

He did. He felt his first shot fire from his cock the same time her body began to shake and quiver with her own orgasm. His hips bucked hard against her as his cock expanded and released he hot load. Moans of ecstasy filled the room as their climax peaked and bodies quaked together. Growing soft we withdrew from her and lay across her on the soaked bed. In the glow of the burning candles they kissed and cuddled for a little while.

“Guess we need to change the sheets now huh” he said to her with a devilish smile on his face.

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Another two weeks of adjusting the nozzle on my firehose and the more restrained I became in my expressions of love for the woman I was so wild about and the more loving she became. She phoned and e-mailed more often, said more loving things and got raunchier. Our late night phone calls and e-mails started with affection, got hotter and hotter, and then the sexual allusions turned into graphic descriptions of the lovemaking session we were planning.

“Let’s play king and queen, again,” she said. “I have some ideas about what I want to choose when it’s my turn.”

“It can always be your turn,” I said, alluding to my favourite movie, Bliss, which is about a young guy who learns a lot about tantric lovemaking and sexual healing.

“Oh, baby,” my lover said. “Come on down.”

We planned to spend two nights together during the long weekend at the start of the summer and do some gardening in the middle.

I told my lover I found a herbal supplement that was supposed to make more ejaculate and it seemed to be working. I felt so confident about it, I promised I would be able to ejaculate on her big, beautiful breasts at the start of our lovemaking session, and cum more than ever before, and then continue to make love to her all night long, or as long as she felt like it.

“I like it long,” she answered.

*

I was late. In the two years we have been lovers, I’d been late once. This time I was late on purpose — or late with a purpose. Aside from the fact I wanted to make a little detour, into a small city between where I loved and my lover had her new place in the country, I wanted to be late. It was part of my plan to affect the Tao Of Steve.

At the sex shop, I found a double-headed strap-on with a leather harness. It had a vaginal plug as well as a dildo, and both vibrated, so my lover, wearing those erotic attachments, would be making love to herself when she made love to me.

We had experimented with a strap-on a couple of times and I knew it made my lover lose control with excitement. She came just strapping the thing on, almost, so I imagined a vibrating vaginal plug added into the mix would send her soaring right out of her body.

I was also planning to experiment further with the massage technique I had stumbled upon the last time we were together. My forearm, slathered with massage oil, between the gorgeous globes of her derriere, made her moan. I planned to add yoni massage, at the same time, I intended to hear her scream.

Earlier in the week, I went to a store specializing in massage lotions and found something that smelled like spring. It was made with lemon grass and had the texture we loved: satiny and longlasting.

*

Everything went as planned, even though my girlfriend told me she would be on her period that weekend.

“That’s okay, baby,” I said. “You’re more sensitive at times like that.”

“You’re not grossed out?” she asked me. “You’re the perfect lover for me.”

I found her a new device designed to help with menstrual cramps: a patch that sent deep heat into the afflicted erotik film izle area. And I coached myself, meditating with one hand on my heart as well as one hand on my vajra, so they would be connected and, as the tantra teacher in Bliss advises, I would be certain to make love only from the heart. I planned to be gentle with her yoni and focus on massaging the rest of her body.

And if she got turned on, wanted to try the strap-on, well, I was ready for that, too.

*

I got a headache as I drove down the gravel backroad, off the highway, past the stud farm, leading to my lover’s place. When I saw her, I realized why I had a headache. I rarely get headaches but my girlfriend gets them from time to time. One look at her sleepy face told me she had a migraine and mine was the empathetic kind.

She came to the door for a gentle hug and kiss and I told her I was doing a mind-meld. “You have a migraine,” I said. “I have a headache, too, and it just started, so it must be in empathy with you.”

She invited me in but I went back to the car to get her little bag of presents from the sex shop and the drug store.

The hot patch for cramps made her smile and the massage lotion made that smile even bigger. She sampled its texture and fragrance with two fingers and then slid those fingers under her shirt to massage her breasts for a moment.

When she saw the strap-on, her eyes got very wide.

“That reminds me,” she said. “I won a bet ….”

I also had a toy for her dog, as well as some healthy treats, but she let me know she wanted me to play with her, not the dog.

“Take your shirt off, lover,” she said.

“What?” I said, undoing the buttons slowly.

I was wearing a red, short sleave, shirt with a collar, but not for long.

As I revealled my hairy chest, my girlfriend smiled as though her headache was going away.

I didn’t stop with the shirt. I unded my belt and pushed my jeans down a bit, as well as my underwear, so my lover could see the base of my erect vajra.

“Nice,” she said. “You HAVE been working out. And how has that herbal formula been working for your ejaculate?”

“Let me show you,” I said.

Within twenty minutes of arriving at my lover’s door, half an hour late, she had taken my vajra in her hands and mouth, bared her breasts, spread massage lotion over her breasts and my vajra, taken my vajra between her breasts, and I had ejacualated all over them.

There was more ejaculate than ever before.

“It works,” we both said at the same time.

My girlfriend said she wanted to lie down, after that, in the bedroom, and have a snooze.

“Do you want to lie down with me?” she asked.

She took off the rest of her clothes on the way to the bedroom and snuggled into me, placing my left hand firmly on her freshly shaved yoni and moving her rear end right against my vajra.

We fell asleep cuddling like that but in the middle of the night something strange happened. Half asleep, I thought she was moving her hips so her rear end massaged my vajra and film izle her pubic mound made love to my hand.

I responded by sliding down, in the bed, to take her yoni in my mouth, from behind.

She said she woke up with her yoni in my mouth.

“I thought you were already awake and making love to me,” I said.

“It’s alright,” she said. “I’m just about cumming ….”

I took her the rest of the way up to orgasm and then we fell asleep in each other’s arms again.

In the morning, we made love.

My lover and I used to bet kisses. If there was something we disagreed on, or had a little argument about, I’d say, “I bet you a kiss.”

That took all the heat out of the debate, since we both love to kiss each other and it meant nobody would lose. In the jargon of the era, it was a win/win proposition.

Recently, we upped the ante.

Whoever wins the bet gets to wear a strap-on and take the other person up the butt. That sounds crude. Sometimes we talk crudely just for fun. The winner gets to make love to the other person’s rosebud.

My strap-on is a rubbery dildo about the same size as my vajra with a loop that fits over my vajra so I become the man with two vajras. Or, as my lovers says, “The man with two cocks — and one of them is going up my butt.”

Double penetration is dynamic, at the right moment. A decision has to be made about which vajra goes where: The real one or the fake one in the yoni or the derriere.

I just got my girlfriend a new sex toy. I’ve been looking for it for awhile but they’re hard to find. A few weeks ago, I saw one at the sex shop where I usually stop on my way home, and I should have got it as soon as I saw it but my mind wandered to other things. So, this time, on my way down to see my girlfriend for the long weekend, I made a side trip to the sex shop and grabbed it.

The woman who was working in the sex store said I was lucky.

“We can’t keep those in stock,” she said, as she tested the batteries, making it vibrate loudly beside the cash register. “As soon as we get some in, they’re gone. I think it’s the size,” she added.

It was called the Super Penetrix with vaginal plug, adjustable harness, and two independent vibrators — batteries not included.

It was made with the highest quality latex, was durable, and easily cleaned, it said on the black box. It also said, “Domination … an exciting erotic adventure!”

There was a photograph of two women in leather on the front of the box, wearing thigh boots with pointy toes and stilleto heals, holding whips and riding crops. The had leather thongs decorated with chains and leather choke collars decorated with silver studs. They stood back to back, their bare bottoms touching, their bare shoulders touching, and they were both smiling happily.

On the back of the box it said the Penetrix with vaginal plug were made with the finest Latex and filled with a firm but reslient foam. Each unit, it said, penis and vaginal plug, operate with independent multi-speed vibrators for best stimulations.

A sturdy seks filmi izle harness is eaasily adjustable for comfort.

It also said it was sold as an adult novelty only and “this device should not be used over swollen or inflamed areas:.

Hmmmm, I said.

It also said, “Do not use on unexplained calf pain.”

I had no idea what that was all about.

When I gave it to my girlfriend, she said, “I’ve got some batteries.”

“Lover,” she said in mock horror. “Just a second. I’ll get some batteries.”

*

When I make love to this woman, I worship her yoni. I coach it lovingly through the various stages of arousal and then ask permission to enter it. She pulled the thin leather harness up her long legs, untangled the wires for the batter packs, and pushed the vaginal plug inside very quickly.

I was amazed.

“I’d like it the other way around,” I said.

The vaginal plug was short and thick and the dildo was long and thin. She stood in front of me, wearing the harness, and we compared vajras. Mine was a little longer and a lot thicker.

“Can you twist it around so the dildo is for you and the plug is for me?” I suggested.

“Um,” my girlfriend said without thinking about it for more than a moment, “No.”

She wasn’t looking at my eyes for this part of the conversation. She was looking at her vajra. She tried a few thrusts and gyrations, moving her sacrum in a screwing motion.

“What?” she said.

“I didn’t say anything,” I told her.

She didn’t hear me say that as she was busy trying to make the battery pack work. When the loud buzz started, her eyes widenened and then a smile spread across her beautiful face.

I took advantage of the moment.

While she was distracted, I moved around behind my lover, put my hands on her shoulders, and guided her to her bed. She climbed onto the bed, on her hands and knees, but I guided her, with my hands on the beautiful butt she stuck up in the air, to lie down on her side.

“What?” she said, still focussed on the vaginal plug buzzing inside her yoni.

The dildo was buzzing, too, I noticed as I grabbed it with my right hand. With my left hand, I massaged a lot of lube onto her derriere, then spread her butt cheeks, and slid my vajra inside.

Her eyes widened again and she got a confused look on her face as she realized I was turning the tables on her. Then she gave me a sly look that suggested she was alright with the change in plans and wanted me up her butt even more than she wanted to play “Bend Over Boyfriend” with me.

The yoni plug and the fake penis were attached, where the leather harness held them, and I discovered I could massage her with the plug inside her vagina by holding onto the buzzing fake vajra.

Suddenly, my lover seemed transformed into a she-male. I looked at her beautiful bare breasts, my vajra sliding in an out of her well-rounded derriere, and the hard little penis curving outside of her shaved pubic mound. The thin, black, leather, strap of the harness accentuated the curves of her shapely, sensitive butt, I noticed.

“I’m cuming,” she said.

I’ve encouraged my lover to tell me when she is getting close to orgasm. Usually it is enormously evident. Sometimes it’s more subtle. This time it was unmistakable.

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Susan Richards slid open the door to her walk-in closet and went inside. She peered left and right. Beautiful garments in silk, satin, and lace filled it. They came from the world over, pieces from the Orient, from London, from Paris, from New York. What to wear? She decided on her lavender outfit, a silky, racy number with a demi-bra, a laced-neck corset, satin-accented crotchless panties, and a suspender belt. Of course, she had to grab a sexy pair of ultra sheer lavender stockings to go with her ensemble. Purchased for a single purpose, this outfit remained her favourite one.

Gloriously nude, she gripped her prizes in her arms and hustled out of the bedroom and into her study. She’d been waiting for this evening of pleasure all week.

Upon entering the room, she threw her clothing onto the white leather divan. She dropped onto it, relishing the feel of the buttery-soft hide on her pale, freckled skin. Her long blonde hair, once golden but now almost white, faded into the niveous leather. The cool material made her heated flesh tingle. Susan donned her finery, meticulously smoothing each piece over the lush curves of her mature body. The dancing flames in the fireplace illuminated the objects in the room. She now could afford to buy the beautiful things that interested her. She no longer concerned herself with money, now that she’d plenty of it. Tasteful oil paintings of nature scenes adorned the cream coloured walls. A few choice pieces of marble statuary stood in the corners of the room. Smaller porcelain figurines decorated various tabletops and the polished marble fireplace mantle. They shared it with the portrait of her two most precious treasures — Greg, her eldest son, and Trent, her baby, who had died fifteen years ago.

Susan poured herself a drink from the pinwheel cut crystal decanter that sat on the oak sideboard. She took a long pull of the well aged Ferreira Port from her goblet. The fiery liquor raced down her throat and warmed her stomach. How she loved the finer things in life. Herself especially. At 60, her breasts still held their attractive shape, with only a touch of sag beneath them. Rosy red nipples stood proudly on their creamy mounds. They peeked defiantly over the frilly upper edges of the demi-bra. As Susan moved, the lace ruffles on the bra tickled her nipples delightfully. Her clear lacquered fingers slid over her smooth belly, which displayed a slight hint of spread. Dancing kept her in great shape. She made sure she stepped out at least three times a week for marathon dance sessions. Being freed from the tyranny of work certainly made one’s life easier, she mused. She could pursue her other interests full-time.

Another sip of port put her in the right frame of mind. Her excitement mounted. Her bejewelled hands danced over the generous swells of her breasts and down her sides, continuing over her silk sheathed legs. Her sensitive skin burned, her pale skin growing red and heated. She became a mass of tingling nerve endings. She leaned back into the divan, the leather providing stark contrast to her purple lingerie. As she ground her ass into the seat, something poked at her. She reached around and picked up the source of the irritation, the stereo remote. Ah. Music is what she needed. From the ceiling mounted Bose speakers wafted mellow Big Band music. The orchestra played a sultry, laid-backed ditty. It didn’t fit her mood at all! She felt like something more upbeat, Merengue perhaps. Latin music always made her wet. She almost changed the radio station, but recognition halted her. She knew the track well. Stranger on the Shore. The corners of her mouth curled upwards in a wistful smile as she remembered the first time she’d heard that song. It had also played on the kitchen radio that evening she threw out the last dinner she’d ever made for her then-husband. That day, she’d thought her life over. Thank God she’d been mistaken. A decade had passed, and she still had many more years to go. Happy ones, she hoped.

Was she happy? She didn’t know for sure. She thought so. Her life had certainly improved over the years. Susan refilled her goblet from the decanter, and quaffed it down. She rolled the crystal goblet between her delicate, blue-veined hands as she thought about how things had transpired. Acker Bilk’s wonderful melody washed over her, his song taking her back to another time and place.

***

Here I stand watching the tide go out

so all alone and blue just dreaming dreams of you …

***

The sporty BMW X5 pulled up beside the Desenfrenada Lujuria dance studio. Susan popped out of the driver’s side. She stared at the doors of the studio, as if her force of will could somehow allow her to see through them. She heard a door slam behind her. Turning quickly, she watched her friend Regina strut around the pearlescent beige SUV. Regina wore a tight white cocktail dress that barely went past her ass. The red shade of her lips and nails better suited a streetwalker than the president of a successful erotik film izle Internet company. She had tied her long blonde hair back into a single flowing ponytail. Her mercurial blue eyes pierced Susan’s own. Regina sashayed towards Susan, her monolithic-heeled cork platforms adding at least ten centimeters to her height. Even so, she still couldn’t look Susan in the eyes without tilting her head slightly upwards. Regina was petite, no two ways about it. Her perky breasts matched the rest of her pixyish frame. Small and compact, in that adolescent way men liked. She looked about half her age. Although 40, she couldn’t go to a club without having to extricate herself from hordes of horny teenagers, clamouring for a date. Sensuality exuded from her. No, Susan thought to herself, not that. Sluttishness. In anyone else, that trait would have turned Susan off. But how could she despise someone as good-natured as Reggie?

“Just don’t look at it, girl,” Regina said with a smile. Get your pack out of the hatch and get in there. You know who’s waiting.”

Indeed she did. Andrew, the hot young dance instructor. The reason for her second thoughts rested solely with him. The first time they danced together she’d become a different person. A person she didn’t particularly like. Susan felt uncomfortable with this stranger who inhabited her skin while she danced. Unconsciously, she took a step backwards. The driver side door stopped her retreat.

“I’m not so sure if I should,” Susan said.

“The hell with you.” Regina popped the hatch and retrieved the leather knapsack with Susan’s gear. “Here. Get thee gone, wench.” Susan looked mistrustfully at the toffee-coloured bag, as if the thing ticked.

“What’s in there won’t kill you,” Regina said. “But in those clothes, you’ll knock him dead. I got you packed for bear!” Regina laughed, her voice a high-pitched giggle.

“I can’t do this, Reggie. Let’s go.”

“Yes you can. This is your chance. Are you truly that eager to run away?” Regina shook her head disbelievingly. “It’s been almost eight years since your worthless husband dumped your ass. A gorgeous man pays some attention to you, and what do you do? Run scared. I won’t stand for that.”

“You know I don’t like to think about John.”

“Then don’t think about the asshole. Do something about him. Get in there. It’s not like you have to fuck this new guy. Well, not straight away, in any event.” Regina pointed to the door. “Just go inside, shake that sweet thing of yours, and have some fun. Besides,” Regina slapped Susan’s ass firmly, “you need some tone. You’re going to seed, my girl.”

Susan’s mouth dropped open, about to say something, but she clamped it shut instead. Her face compressed into a tight-mouthed grimace. Regina stared at her palm in amazement. “Holy shit! Feel the heat coming off of you!” Regina reached over and felt Susan’s breasts. She tweaked the nipples through the silk blouse. “I thought so. Hard as pebbles.” Regina laughed. “Maybe tonight’s the night after all!”

“Reggie,” Susan began.

“You best get in there and snag yourself that young man instead of going home and melting your favourite toys to twisted mounds of slag.”

“Reggie!” Susan face flushed red with embarrassment. “You shouldn’t speak that way. I don’t own that kind of thing.”

“No shit … Well, you should score yourself a couple of battery buddies. Spare your fingers the hardship. I know you gotta be doing something. There’s no way a woman can last eight years without having a little come now and again. Anyway, we’re burning daylight here.” Regina tapped Susan’s bag. “You got your gear. Get going. I’ll pick you up in four hours.”

“I really don’t want to do this.”

“Bullshit. Those hard nubbins and hot ass of yours tell me otherwise.” Regina leaned back on the car. “Deceive yourself if you want to, girlfriend, but don’t bother trying to lie to me. I know what I felt, and I know what I smell. You’re wet already, aren’t you? Don’t even bother answering. I’ll see you in four.” Regina opened the driver side door of the car and slipped inside. Susan looked at her forlornly, and then at the door of Desenfrenada Lujuria. Well, if one couldn’t retreat, one only could go forward. Squaring her shoulders, she marched up to the dance studio like a woman to her execution.

“That’s the spirit, girl. No prisoners!”

Susan almost died of embarrassment as she opened the door and stepped inside. If I live through this afternoon, Susan thought, Reggie wouldn’t.

***

Susan lay back on her leather divan. Her cherry red nipples throbbed like tiny cocks. She pinched them mercilessly in her iron grip as she writhed. She splayed her legs, and dug her heels into the leather cushions. Her rosy cunny lips glistened with love dew. Her hooded tyrant reared upwards, controlling her actions. Inner vaginal muscles clenched in spasmodic frenzy, whipped up by the maelstrom of desire that enveloped her. She felt a frantic urgency to get film izle off. The heated pulse of her arousal clouded her mind, and controlled her actions. She found the delirium quite delicious. She stuck a finger into her wine goblet before dipping it into her honeypot. Thus lubricated, she raked it across her clitoris. One hand assailed her gash while the other worked at her breasts maniacally. She rode the storm-tossed sea of passion, churned up both by her actions in the present and from her thoughts of the past.

***

I watched your ship as it sailed out to sea

Taking all of my dreams and taking all of me …

***

Susan worked in her kitchen, preparing supper for her husband John. She glanced at the clock on the front of the stove. Minutes to six. Almost time. She bent down and peered into the oven. The roast beef broiled away happily. The homey kitchen, filled with the comforting smells of cooking, felt like an old friend. She’d prepared his favourite tonight. Of course, his favourite always consisted of meat and potatoes of some sort. That was John, hard working and down to earth. She loved him for it. She reduced the heat of the oven and of the burner both. Almost ready. Ten or fifteen minutes more, perhaps. She just had to keep everything warm for him. She set fresh rolls to heat up in the toaster oven. Now that she’d seen to John’s needs, she could look after her own.

Susan raised the volume on her kitchen radio. The music sounded tinny coming from the small, cheap speaker. However, the music would serve her immediate purpose. She needed to take her mind off of what she wanted to do. Tentatively, she hitched her apron and skirt up at the front.

She closed her eyes tightly, preferring to remain in the red speckled darkness behind her eyelids as she pulled aside the crotch of her plain white panties and forced two fingers into herself. Still dry inside. Her other hand crept over the mound of her breasts and rubbed them ever so gently. She shattered. Her breath deepened as her arousal grew. The telltale wetness seeped from her, warming her entire crotch. That delightfully uncomfortable feeling of two fingers wiggling inside her cleft excited her. She dared to open her eyes and look at her breasts. Even through the floral print apron, she could see her long nipples hardening. She squeezed one, then the other, as she fingered herself. Her two fingers dove in out of her honeypot, bringing her off. She stuffed a third finger inside. The Tempest broke inside of her. Scaling the lofty plateaus of ecstasy never came easy for her. She only did it from necessity.

John would be home soon. And when he got there, he’d expect to have sex before dinner, just like he’d had practically every night since they’d married over 30 years ago. Somewhere along the line, the activity has become more of a chore and less of a pleasure. They had gone from long, pleasant screws in the afternoon to the quickie sex he took from her before supper. He rarely even spent the time to see that she became aroused. Now, he’d just throw her down onto the bed, flip her over, and ram himself inside of her. As she got older, she needed more time to warm up for sex. If she worked herself up first, things hurt a whole lot less.

Susan mauled her breasts and slid her slender fingers into the gap between her nether-lips. Her nectar flowed as thick as the gravy bubbling merrily on the stove top. She licked her moisture off of her sauce coated fingers. Sweeter than any gravy, certainly! If only John would care to try. No sense hoping for that. He refused to do anything as unmasculine as pleasuring her orally. She’d tried to convince him many times in the past. He’d always refused. ‘Cunts are for cocks, nothing more.’ A classic John saying. Blunt, and to the point, just like the man.

And, like the man, so very wrong.

Susan continued to slam in and out of her own box. The lewdness of the entire situation excited her incredibly. She unintentionally leaned back against the hot stove. The warmth of the oven permeated her broad backside, but paled compared to the heat from her own furnace. She could bear it. She glanced at the stove clock. 6:15 PM. Almost time. She regretfully pulled her fingers out of her vagina and quickly adjusted her skirt. She couldn’t let her seasoning go to waste, however. She carefully cleaned her juices off of her hands with her tongue. She loved the taste of herself.

The front door opened. Susan had just finished washing up for dinner. “I’m home, Suze,” John called out. “Come on upstairs.”

Where else? Susan quickly did a final check on supper before following her man up the spiral staircase.

John Richards sprawled on the king size mattress. Reddish brown hair covered his nakedness. He held his thick cock with his right hand and pillowed his head on his left arm. Susan knelt between his splayed legs, bare assed, noisily sucking his tool. She knew he always liked to begin this way. From the first days of her marriage he had seks filmi izle craved head. Even more than intercourse, sometimes. When he penetrated her face, she felt that he needed her. She’d developed a great technique over the years. Her fingers had an instinct all their own. They knew where to press and how much pressure to apply. They went from massaging his balls, to stroking his shaft with gentle, even pressure, to grasping the base of his prick hard as she took him deep within her. Her tongue flicked across the base of his glans while her sharp teeth nibbled at the crown of his cock. She would suck in the mushroom shaped head, inhaling hard, then push straight down, forcing the thick, rigid tool down her velvety throat. She could do this without choking, without gagging from the pressure. Her tongue slithered out, brushing against his hairy balls as he lay lodged deep within her throat. That always drove him crazy. Then she slid backwards, moving right to the tip of his prick, before tracing her stiffened tongue over the large vein that ran along the underside of his cock. The hand that had been cupping his hairy balls would then slide upwards toward the tip of his cock, following the path her mouth had just made. Up-and-down, in and out, over and over again.

Susan rested her hands on the insides of his thighs as she blew him. She felt those corded muscles contract and relax as he took his pleasure from her. In knowing that she pleased him, she felt pleasure. Honey continued to drip from her steaming pot. Her nipples strained, demanding attention. She’d just ended her upward stroke, about to kiss the tip of his cock when he roughly pushed her away. Here it came. Time to do the deed.

John tossed a pillow down, and positioned Susan over it. The creamy globes of her ass beckoned to him. As white as the cliffs of Dover, and almost as wide. She moved her hands to cover her ass, but he snagged them in his beefy hand and pinioned them to her back in his tightfisted grip. He put a hand on her right hip and pulled her straight up until she spread open, like a lily in full bloom. He applied firm pressure, forcing her face down into the mattress. Susan clenched her teeth together, and waited. She didn’t have to wait long. The first stroke into her slid her forward at least fifteen centimeters. Her eyes teared up as her cunny stretched. Thank God she’d worked herself up earlier. A shriek started in her chest, but she clamped down on it. John pulled out and slammed into her a second time. This time she could not restrain herself. Her mouth flew open but no sound came out, only a pitiful wail only dogs could hear. The fingers of her restrained hands mauled empty air as he rode her. A short, but very rough ride. He jack-hammered into her tight sheath, unconcerned whether she received pleasure or not. He had a destination to arrive at, and he intended to get there as quickly as possible, heedless of the condition of his mount. Only his need concerned him. In his desire, his thrusts felt almost cruel.

As John screwed his wife, her mind ran to the food and the oven. John was taking longer than usual. He hated eating dried out meat. If this went on for much longer, his dinner would be spoiled. Her hips bucked against him. Her ass ground in tight, circular motions in an attempt to get him off faster. Once he went off, he’d quickly lose interest in her. At least, she hoped so.

John gasped as Susan bucked her jiggly ass against him. He released her hands and grabbed both of her hips. That’s when he began to really ream her pussy in earnest. Her freshly released hands grabbed the coverlet as her husband pummeled her with his cock. She bore the brunt of his lust stoically. Her petrified nipples ached. She needed him to pay some attention to them. Her breasts craved sucking. Of course, he ignored her needs. She knew he saw women just as boxes waiting to accept a man’s seed. In and out, in and out, over and over again. John continued to ply his shaft within her. Suddenly, her ordeal ended. She felt his thighs stiffen up, and his grip on her waist tighten. His lunges became erratic. He held her ass against his groin tightly as he continued to make short, abortive thrusts into her.

“Finish me,” he commanded.

Susan pulled herself off of him, then gingerly licked him clean. This is how they ended their lovemaking sessions every evening. As his member shrunk between the welcoming warmth of her lips, she felt close to her husband. He trusted her with something delicate. Something precious. When he buried himself in the loving sheath of her willing mouth, she felt connected with him. Her swallowing his seed always gave him intense pleasure. This, in turn, pleased her immensely.

John’s cock went completely flaccid. She ceased her ministrations, and went to the bathroom to fetch him a warm face cloth. He grabbed the face cloth without thanks, then wiped himself off. He tugged on his clothes, while Susan rearranged her skirt and apron. She’d not undressed. She knew from bitter experience that it wasn’t worth the effort. Her dress and apron fell back into place. “Dinner will be done by now,” she said. “Let’s go and eat.” She reached down to retrieve her castoff white panties from the ground.

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As you near the door your thoughts are on your last instructions for me. Opening the door you find the room dimly lit with flickering green candles. The scent of jasmine mingled with ylang- ylang, and rose blossoms greets you as you step into the room. Glancing through the shadows at the room, you are angered that your instructions weren’t followed to the letter, you don’t see me anywhere. Stepping inside you kick off your shoes and coat, quietly planning your punishment, blood thundering through your veins as you picture my forgetfulness and disobedience.

Slowly you undress planning to allow me to think you had forgotten and were not upset. You walk around the couch, thinking to call to me from a deceptive, seated position comfortable and reclined from your chair. It is that moment you see me where the coffee table appeared to be nestled in the shadows…and your breath catches in your throat.

Your eyes cover me in adoration, as your manhood begins to harden. There I am, on my hands and knees, head bowed. My hair hangs straight on both sides curtaining my face, my back straight and unmoving. In the middle of my back sits a crystal wine glass half full of red wine. Next to that almost on my buttocks rests a matching crystal plate filled with an array of cubed hard cheeses, fruit and flat bread.

As you draw closer you see, as commanded, a small dildo peeking out of my stretched, dark, little hole. Not only does it appear well oiled, you see that my whole body is oiled as well, and is covered erotik film izle in small flakes of green.

You sit down in your chair, without a word, moving the glass and the plate aside. Your hand flashes across my ass in a series of angry, openhanded slaps. It sounds almost like lightning on a stormy night, as my reddening buttocks begin to burn. Then as suddenly as it began you stop massaging the oil into my warmed red bottom. I hear your voice softly ask why I couldn’t follow the simplest of instructions, and then give me permission to speak freely. Tearfully I explain that I thought I was close enough inside the door, and I wanted to have something special for you to come home to. I finish speaking and sit quietly awaiting your judgment, knowing my first punishment was well deserved for not following your exact instructions.

You pick up your wine glass, and sip the dark red wine and lay the plate back down on my back, admiring the table I set before you. Massaging my red bottom while you take a bite of cheese, you tell me I have done well in anticipating your desires and will leave my punishment as it stood with the first spankings for disobedience

Sipping your wine again, you pick up some bread. I risk your wrath again, as I speak out of turn. “the oil covering my body is olive oil, seasoned with Rosemary, basil, and oregano for you to enjoy your bread with .M’Lord” Another smack sounds out as your hand meets my red bottom. “Are you forgetting your manners Pet?” “no M’Lord” I reply. film izle Which earns me another series of harder smacks on the bottom. “those are for your lying mouth, next time it shall be across it” you growl at me. I decide that is enough “earning” my spankings and sit quietly while you eat your meal.

As your anger cools, you take a piece of bread from the plate, slowly run it down my back, to my bottom and trace the marks your hand left moments before, slowly eating your bread and sipping the wine. As your glass empties you notice the rest of the bottle set to be easily reached on the side of your chair, and you refill the glass. Taking your time, enjoying this new aspect of my servitude, you admire my oil glistening body before you, feasting on the bread and cheese, taking especial pleasure from eating the oil from my body. Finishing the food, you set the plate aside once more, careful to keep the wine in your reach.

Rising from your chair, your manhood painfully erect, you kneel behind me, positioning yourself carefully, and slowly remove the dildo from my dark little hole. In one stroke you are buried inside my tight hole, and I am struggling for control of my senses. Tears stream down my face, and I bite my lip so hard blood flows freely into my mouth, but I do not cry out.

Pulling back ever so much slower then you entered, you pause before plunging back into me again, running your hands over my oiled back then gripping my hips. Pain/pleasure rushes out from my stretched and torn hole, seks filmi izle as you pound into me, harder and faster. Heat spreads over my body in waves as tingles of electricity shoots throughout my body from my cunt. You haven’t even touched it!! As if reading my mind, or my body, or both, you reach underneath us, and strum your fingers over my clit in time with your strokes.

Your pace slows and you reach over for your wine, taking a sip. Taking another sip of wine in your mouth you hold it there for a moment and then spit it across my back, watching droplets form on the oil and run off my sides. I tremble as the liquid warmed from your mouth pours over me, and cum again, on your fingers squeezing your cock even tighter in my asshole. Faster and harder once more, you grab my hips and slam into me watching my shining oiled body squirm and wiggle under you.

Soon I am at last given the first reward for the night, as I feel your hard cock pulsing and throbbing in my ass. Your hot cum shoots out in thick strands covering my insides. It quickly fills me, and pours out of my tiny hole, dribbling back onto your cock, sliding down my slit and covering my pussy.

You let your semi hard cock slide out of my ass, and sit back in your chair. I quickly kneel upright at your feet awaiting further instructions. Your hand comes around me, pushing me back onto my hands and knees. I feel your finger in my stretched and sore asshole, and then at my mouth, offering the ultimate gift of your cum. I await, mouth watering, to hear the words. Then at last you say them. “You may taste me, my pet.” I open my mouth and wait for your fingers, as they enter my mouth and rub along my tongue, I sigh in my happiness, and taste your love for me.

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This is the final installment of this series. To fully understand the moment and the characters, it is best to read the first 4 chapters, but at least try and read Ch. 03 and 04. Hope you enjoy, and for those that have read throughout, thank you. Also thanks for voting.

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“Emily,” I started.

I had made up my mind rather quickly. It really was an easy decision.

Emily was all smiles as she crawled across the bed toward me. Teri, meanwhile, looked bitterly disappointed. I hated having to tell one of them I would only be able to fuck one of them in the ass.

“Emily,” I continued, “I’m sorry but I pick Teri’s for tonight.” Imagine being able to actually choose between two women’s asses to fuck.

Emily’s smile quickly faded. Of course, by saying “tonight” I meant to imply another go at it with Emily for another evening. This, I knew, was a long shot.

“That’s okay,” she lied.

“But I’m not done with you yet,” I added. “I wanna lick your ass while Teri goes down on me.”

“Ooohweeee!” she exclaimed.

It was the best of both worlds, for me at least. And apparently for the two women, too, since I now had two smiling and willing partners. Emily nimbly turned herself around and offered her ass to me while Teri moved closer and took my member in her hands, caressing it and my balls below. Sara was nowhere in sight.

My hands were on Emily’s butt and stroking it.

“What a fucking fine ass,” I mused. “Isn’t it nice, Teri?”

Teri, who was still stroking my cock, looked over at Emily’s ass and said, “Oh yeah, very nice.”

Soon though, Teri’s attention was elsewhere as she bent down to take my cock into her warm, wet mouth, teasing at first the underside and then rolling her tongue across it before engulfing the whole head into her mouth. I had to be careful not to disrupt Teri’s work as I leaned in to kiss and pepper Emily’s sweet cheeks with soft nibbles.

Low guttural noises emanated from Emily and I felt a surge swell deep within my loins. Teri was doing an incredible job on my cock and it was not long after this euphoric feeling that she must have thought the same because she pulled her mouth off my swollen rod.

“I know you want to cum, baby,” she said. “But you’ll love it much more when you cum in my ass.”

Meanwhile, my cock was hard and ready to go. I had just begun kissing and licking Emily’s ass. I knew this was new for her and I wanted it to be an exhilarating experience for her as well as for me.

My tongue was running through her crack, running over her little puckered asshole. She would moan throughout and jump when I traveled over her most sensitive area.

Teri was patiently waiting and said to Emily, “Is Steve making your ass feel good? Licking your sweet little asshole?”

Emily was screaming uncontrollably now. My mouth had her entire asshole covered and my tongue was encircling erotik film izle it. My hands were clamped onto her ass and fingers digging in trying to hold her steady as she bucked underneath.

“Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhh,” Emily yelped. “Lick my nasty asshole! I love it!”

“Oh yeah, Emily. And Steve loves licking your ass. He just loves them young and tan. And your ass has never been tongued or fucked before, huh, and it won’t be fucked tonight, either, ‘cuz he’s gonna fuck mine.”

“Ugghhhhh,” she moaned. “Feels so good, baby,” Emily said.

Emily was apparently ignoring Teri’s comment about not being the one to get fucked in the ass and concentrated on the sensations my mouth and fingers were doing instead.

Teri went back to my manhood and clamped her mouth around my cock, getting it nice and wet. Teri also reached underneath Emily and grabbed onto her boobs and began roughly squeezing them.

My tongue had returned to Emily’s dangling, puffy clit as my thumb penetrated her virgin ass.

“Oh yes. Oh yes,” Emily gasped.

I pressed my thumb further up and into her rectum.

There was a chorus of oohs and ahhs from the three of us. We had not known where Sara had gone off to but she returned with quite a flourish. We heard a smack and I felt Teri move forward on my cock. She removed my cock from her mouth yet again.

“What the fuck?” Teri blurted out. And then Sara slapped Teri’s ass again.

She was standing behind Teri brandishing a long thin dildo along with a tube that read “Anal Ease”.

“You want your ass fucked, girl? I’ll fuck it,” Sara declared.

I was smiling even though I would have preferred to have seen a big old strap-on hoisted around her waist. Sara had gotten dressed somewhat, putting her lingerie back on. But she looked so sexy getting that dildo covered with lubricant. And then she took a generous amount and reached underneath to run it along Teri’s waiting asshole.

“Yeah…yeah Sara. Fuck me. You can fuck my ass, hon,” Teri panted. “Go slow, though.”

I was also smiling because now it meant that I could fuck Emily in the ass, which is what I truly believed I wanted to do in the first place. Sara read my mind and leaned over to hand me the lubricant.

“I want to watch you slide your cock in my sister’s ass,” she told me.

With that comment, Emily suddenly realized that she was indeed going to have her ass invaded by more than just my thumb.

With strands of her blonde-streaked hair strewn across her face when she looked back at me, she said, “Shove that hard cock up my bubble butt and spray it inside of me!!”

I was only too happy to comply. I positioned my cock behind her, took the tube of Anal Ease and squirted a small heap in my hand and laid it thick on my cock, concentrating a heavy amount around my bulbous head.

Meanwhile, Sara had placed the tip of this particular black film izle dildo, which was different from the one she was using before I showed up, to Teri’s backdoor opening and with help from Teri pushing back against it, slipped it into her inch by inch.

“Oh my Teri, is that cum I see?” Sara asked.

From my angle I could not see, but apparently as Sara plowed the fuck toy up Teri’s ass, a white creamy substance seeped out of her anus in contrast to the clear lubricant.

“Ummm, yeah,” Teri replied.

Her face was a combination of pleasure and pain. But she continued to explain nonetheless.

“I told you all Bob fucked me over the dining room table when I got home earlier. What I didn’t say was that he fucked me in the ass.”

I was especially happy then that I was going to give it to Emily as Teri would have been greedy to have received it in her ass twice in the past hour or so. I took my thumb, which still had some lubricant on it, and slipped it into her ass again, although a little easier this time than when it was just wet with my saliva. I then pushed against her hole while pushing her back towards me with my hands on her hips.

“Relax, sexy,” I suggested. “Play with your clit.”

When I felt her body relax more, I plowed in another inch or so.

“That’s it, Em,” I added. “Your ass is so tight.”

I bucked my hips forward and with the last thrust, my cock was completely embedded inside Emily’s teenage ass.

Sara, meanwhile, had been slowly pushing her dildo in and out of Teri’s ass, but looked up and exclaimed, “Holy shit, Em!! His cock is all the way in your ass! Fuck my baby sister’s ass, Steve!”

Emily’s was face down into the bed sheets and she was gripping the sheets in her hands as her ass gripped onto my dick.

“Owwwwww!” she cried out. “It hurts so good!!”

I kept up the motion and was very slowly sliding my cock in and out of her. I loved watching her asshole swallow me up. Teri could not stand it anymore and was feverishly pumping her pussy with two of her fingers while Sara fucked her ass with the black dildo. Emily had gone from fingering her own pussy and clit to reaching out for my balls every time I plunged all the way in. She would run her fingertips across my sacs and when I would pull out, she would return to her clit.

“Oh my god, Emily…your beautiful ass feels so fucking good,” I said. “I’m going to cum soon.”

Just then with her fingers fucking her pussy and Sara poking her ass from behind, Teri’s body started to convulse. She started an orgasm that lasted for more than a minute.

“Oh my god you two…this is so fucking hot!” Sara exclaimed.

She had removed the dildo and sat back to watch Teri’s orgasm and also to better see her sister’s ass get fucked.

“Come on Em, milk that cock.”

“Give it to me, baby,” Emily gushed. “Give me your hot cum and shoot it inside seks filmi izle of my ass!”

Emily had a hold of my balls now and I was pushed completely inside of her and she was not letting go.

“Come on, baby,” she said again.

This request from Emily coupled with having just watched Teri cum and now watching Sara slip her panties aside and play with her own pussy again proved too much for me. I unleashed what felt like a truckload of semen into Emily’s butt, although after having already cum more than a few times already, could not have been that much.

I reached down and put my arms around Emily in a bear hug. I filled my hands with her C cup breasts and emptied the last of my seed inside her ass. I fondled her tits, kissed her neck and then nipped her right earlobe.

“Help your sister cum again,” I whispered into Emily’s ear.

Emily was very tired but seemed only too happy to do so. She crawled over between Sara’s legs.

“Em, you gonna make me happy again and lick my pussy?” Sara questioned.

“Uh huhhhh,” she sounded.

“Eat me then, Em. Make me cum. Please?!?”

Teri had put her jeans on over her bare ass and stood behind me topless to watch Emily lap up the juices flowing from Sara’s slit. Teri massaged my shoulders and tickled my back with her nipples.

“So hot, watching two sisters, one eating the other out,” Teri mused.

“Uh huh,” I agreed.

“Let’s go Steve and leave them alone,” Teri suggested.

“No, stay,” Sara pleaded.

“There’s no room for all of us to sleep, hon,” Teri stated.

It was just past 4:00 AM and Teri was anxious to go to sleep and she had decided that I was who she wanted to be with. If her marriage was crumbling, she needed my strength if not my love to help her through it.

She and I dressed quickly as Emily continued to eat out her sister. Emily paused long enough for the four of us to kiss each other goodbye. Sara even told me that maybe another time soon I could try her ass again. This made me smile but Teri clutched onto my arm and pulled me away as if to say “no, he’s all mine.”

So we left Sara’s apartment amid a chorus of moans and grunts from Emily and Sara.

Unfortunately for me, I was right, as this evening was my only opportunity with Sara and Emily. Emily was back with her boyfriend the next week and within two weeks, Sara had been given a great job opportunity by her uncle in one of his companies he owned in California. As for Teri, she had reconciled with her husband and they had started to go to counseling. And this after I had decided I was okay with having an affair with a married woman. Teri even decided to quit her job so that she would not be around me and tempted, and her husband caught on with another company in his field, because his affair began at work, too.

Two weeks after Sara left the company, her uncle promoted me to an executive position, which resulted in a tremendous raise. I was making almost as twice as my previous salary! All in all, things were working out pretty well for me, save for the fact I never did get to nail Sara’s ass. Perhaps that day will come.

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The house was all cleaned up, and so was I. Well the body was clean, the mind never is. I had spent most of the day in the shop working on on some wood projects. I was a little foot sore and tired, but Linda should be here any minute. We had plans to go out for some pizza, and then either catch a movie or rent one.

Keesha started prancing around. She saw something outside. It must be Linda, so I got up and started walking towards the door as the doorbell rang. As I approached the door, Keesha was expectantly waited in the living room by the door. She hated the linolium but the front door, she didn’t have good traction.

Keesha followed me to the door, not wanting to miss anything. I hooked a finger into her collar and opened the door. I looked up as I backed away trying to keep Keesha at bay and allow Linda to come in.

Linda looked stunning, she always did. She had a white 3/4 sleeve blouse on, short white skirt that only came down to mid-thigh. As my eyes continued down, white fishnets with white high heels. My heart beat a little faster.

“Hi sexy, missed you, how was your day?” I asked with a big smile.

I felt a little underdressed. I had my usual jeans and t-shirt on with white socks. I knew who would be getting all the attention at the restaurant.

“Hello, been wanting to be here all day! I missed you.” she replied. She set her bag down and gave Keesha a scratch on the head and behind the ears, as I shut the door. She straightened up and I moved in to give her a hug. I wrapped my arms around her waist, tilted my head a little, and kissed her on the lips. I felt her lips part, and I did the same. Her silky soft tongue touched mine, our tongues danced , and I rubbed her back.

We broke the kiss, and our eyes were just inches from each other. I looked into her eyes and asked “So you decide what we are seeing tonight? Theatre? Rent one?”

“I have decided what we are going to see tonight.” Linda said with a evil grin “Follow me.” as she picked up the bag. She walked off towards the den, walking around Keesha who hadn’t quite settled down yet. I followed her, stealing a glance at her legs. “Everything we are seeing is right here.”

Linda reached into the bag as she said sternly “No peeking, dont make me punish you.” she pulled out a CD, homemade with no label. She walked over, turned on the TV, and popped open the DVD player. Dropped in the CD and pushed in the tray. She turned, smiled, and walked towards me. She lifted her hands to my waist, looked in my eyes, and leaned forward to kiss me. She put her head on my shoulder as a soft and slow tune started to play by Celine Dion. I wrapped my arms around her and started to sway with the music.

“Luckily I don’t have shoes on” I jested. “I have 2 right feet.”

Linda’s hands slowly rubbed my back. She turned her head and kissed my neck. Getting a lick in here and there. I tilted my head to the side to allow her free access. My hands slide down over her ass, perfectly sized for my hands. I gently squeezed and rubbed up and down as our hips swayed in sync.

“I read the story you sent last night before work. I was so horny all day. Had to keep checking to make sure I didn’t leave a wet spot on the chair.” she said, looking up at me with a big smile. She slide her hands into my back pockets and pulled me closer.

I bent my head forward, and kissed her smiling lips. I snaked my tongue out and met hers. My tongue rolled around hers. I curled my tongue at the tip, and traced a circle around the inside of her lips. I closed my mouth, met her lips again, and then stuck my tongue out, and traced the outside of her lips.

Linda said “Take me to the bedroom hotstuff.” as she slide her hand out of my pocket and up the front of my jeans, feeling the growing bulge. She reached down and picked up the bag. I took her other hand in mine, and led the way.

I turned after we entered the room, Linda tossed the bag on the bed. I caught her waist in my hands, kissed her forehead, and spun her around. I slide the back of my fingers up her back and slid my fingertips up the back of her neckto her hair line. She tipped her head forward as my thumbs kneaded the muscles between her shoulders. I massaged her shoulders, thumbs pressing firmly but gently into the muscles of her back, fingertips swirling around on her neck, gently tracing along her collarbone. I bent forward and kissed and kissed the back of her neck, continued kissing in a line towards the side of her neck, and up the slope towards her ear lobe. As my kisses went up, my hands went down. Sliding over her shoulder blades and under her arms to encompass her tits through the blouse. Linda leaned back, as my lips touched her ear lobe. My hands lightly squeezed her tits like a tennis ball, thumb and forefinger seeking to catch her nipples between them. I took her earlobe between my lips and lightly squeezed, running my tongue up the edge of her ear. I reached up, and unbuttoned the top botton erotik film izle of her blouse. Folding the material out of the way, I stood on my tip-toes as I leaned over and kissed her collar bone, and neck. I undid another button, and kissed her collarbone, nibbled on her neck. My hands dropped another few inches, as I traced her collarbone with my tongue, licking up her neck, another button was undone. I moved my head to her other side, and kissed the collarbone on that side, kissing my way up her neck, as a button was undone. My hands dropped to undo the last button, and I ran the tip of my tongue down the side of her neck and along her collarbone. My tongue danced it’s way up the side of her neck, as my fingertips danced up her stomach, over her tits, and caught the blouse, pulling it off her shoulders, down her arms, and I tossed it aside.

“Mmmm, feels wonderful Scott, I’m yours, you know how I hate my collarbone being touched.” Linda moaned.

I put my hands on her hips, and turned her towards the bed, and started walking toward it. “Lay down, time to give you a back rub.” She bent forward, put her hands on the bed, put one knee on the bed and crawled towards the head. I stood there and watched her, her legs in fishnet stockings, high heels, tight short skirt covering that delightful ass. What a great sight I thought.

Her feet still hanging off the end of the bed, Linda looked over her shoulder and asked “Enjoying the view?”. She smiled. Walking her hands forward, she lay down, making sure that her ass was the last thing up in the air.

I crawled on the bed next to her. My left leg lifted over and settled on her left side and I sat down on her butt. I put my fingertips on her lower back, spread my fingers and slide up her back, over the bra strap, over her shoulder blades, and to her shoulders. I trailed my fingers down her back. Being the evil person I was, I reached back and pulled the bag closer.

“Hey, I said no peeking!!” squealed Linda.

“I’m just looking at what you brought.” I said in response. I tipped the back over and out came a few things. I looked them over, and one was useful at this moment. I took the massager, slipped my hand under the strap, and turned it on. I started up by Linda’s neck and shoulder. Sliding it back and forth across her back, shoulder to shoulder, working my way down her back. I start doing circles, randomly covering her back. I turn it off and say “There is a problem.”

“What’s that?” she asks dreamily.

“The bra is in the way, have to fix that.” I reached up and fumbled a bit as I unsnapped her bra. I pushed the straps out of the way and off her shoulders. I turned the massager back on and moved it around a few minutes. I turned it off, bent over, and kissed her back. I would kiss a few kisses across her back, move down an inch, and kiss my way back across, slide down and repeat. I was kissing her lower back, just above her skirt, I slide my hands up her back, palms flat on her back, fingers spread. I lifted my left leg and sat on her right side. I massaged her ass through her skirt, stealing looks at those legs, and looking up at her face, smile on it, eyes closed, enjoying my touch. My hands slide down the backs of her thighs, fingers kneading her flesh throught the fishnet. Slowly I work my way down, tickling the back of her knee. Gently squeezing her calves between my thumbs and fingers, I work my way down to her feet. Using just my index finger, I trace her foot, near the sole, down along her heel, across her arch, and to her toes. I slide my index finger up the top of my foot, and I unbuckle the strap. I slide off one shoe. Taking her foot in my hands, I interlace my fingers on the top of her foot, and massage the bottom with my thumbs. I feel the fishnet in my hands, see her sexy legs and feet. I work my way from heel to toes and back again. I move to the other foot, and remove that shoe. I repeat the massage there.

“Mmmmm, that feel’s wonderful.” Linda says as she rolls over. I turn to look that direction, and her bra is off, her small, lovely tits are exposed. She lifts her hand, and uses her index finger to beckon me. I slide up the bed, never letting my hand leave her leg, all the way up. She reaches forward when I am close enough, and pulls my shirt up, and lifts it over my head. She runs her fingers though the hair on my chest, leans forward and kisses me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I reached up and gently pinched her nipples, feeling them harden between my fingers. My left hand slide down her side, over her hip and reached for the zipper on her skirt. I slid the zipper down as she slid her hand up my chest, over my shoulder and to the back of my neck. She pulled me to her, as she kissed me hard, tongues dancing together.

She lay back, lifted her hips, and I pulled the skirt down. It was then that I discovered that she had no panties on. Looking at my face, she knew I liked the surprise. Pushing the skirt down her legs, and film izle off her feet at the end, I dropped the skirt on the floor. I put my hand on the inside arch of her left foot, slide my hand up, my eyes following my hand. Feeling and seeing her white fishnet encompassed legs, from foot, to ankle, sexy calf, over the knee, up her thigh, over the top of her stocking, to her pussy. She was neatly trimmed, just a little hair in front, less hair on the tongue that way I had joked in the past. My hand sliding up her inner thigh, index finger just touching her pussy, following her lips, up her mound, through her little patch of public hair, over her stomach, up her chest and to her right tit. I unbuckled my pants, slide the zipper down, and lifted my hips to push the pants off. As I pulled off each leg, I caught the sock and pulled that off as well. After throwing the pants on the floor, I scooted up towards her.

My left leg slide between her legs, and she lifted her right leg over the top of mine. She could feel my rock hard cock on her hip. As she lay back, I leaned over her, resting on my elbow, and kissed her. Gently brushing our lips at first, then opening our mouths and frenching. My left hand palmed her right tit, rubbing in small circles, feeling the nipple under my palm. I kissed her chin, twisted my head to kiss under her chin. She tilted her head back, exposing her throat to me. I kissed my way down a little, gently squeezed her nipple between thumb and forefinger, flicking the nipple with my thumb, the tip of my tongue just touched the skin of her throat. I kissed my way down further kissing the top of her chest. My left hand started to trail downwards, fingertips breezing over her skin, down over her stomach, through her pubic hair. My lips approached the mound of her right tit, and reached the nipple at the same time as my hand reached her pussy lips. My middle finger traced the crack seperating her lips as the tip of my tongue circled her nipple. I could feel her moistness, feel the heat and desire. My index and ring ringers parted her lips, my middle finder slide between the lips, feeling more wetness, more heat. My tongue flicked across her nipple, and and my head dipped a little, taking her nipple between my teech, I gently squeezed, and flicked my tongue across her nipple again. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see her right hand playing with the nipple of her right boob, pinching the nipple between her fingers. My middle finger found her soaking love tunnel. I slowly circled the entrance, getting my finger very wet. Linda parted her thighs, giving me better access. My finger strayed up to the nub of her clit, circling it, making sure it was well lubed with pussy juice. As my tongue circled her nipple, my finger kept in time circling her clit. Linda started to moan, squirm a bit with pleasure.

I slid 2 fingers into the canal. Making sure that the side of a finger did not miss her rubbing against her clit as I slide my fingers in and out. I raised my head and started to kiss her collarbone, licking my way up her neck and back down again. I moved my fingers in and out faster. Linda’s breath started to quicken, her eyes closed, mouth slightly open. My fingers slid out, and up to her clit, rubbing it in gentle circles between them, moving faster and faster. I took her tit back in my mouth, gently biting her nipple, and flicking it with my tongue. My fingers dove back into her pussy, to the wet warmth, wet sloppy sounds filling the room. Linda’s breathing became labored, and shortened. My middle finger tickled her g-spot, and then slide out to flick across her clit, faster and faster. A moan and a groan escaped from Linda. My finger kept up a lightning fast tempo, my forearm muscles starting to burn, I whispered “Cum for me sexy”.

And she did. A loud moan escaped from her lips, her back arched, her body shook uncontrollably. She held her breath as the orgasim rolled over her, her legs spasmatically squeezing my hand, her nipple being pushed into my mouth by her arching back. My finger started to slow, matching the tempo of her coming off her orgasim. Slowing down, as her breathing did.

She opened her eyes, looked at me and said “Oh Scott, that was fantastic.” Pulling my chin up to kiss her, she thrust her tongue into my mouth. I accepted it, meeting it with my own. I slowly slide my fingers up and down the lips of her pussy.

Bringing my fingers to my lips, I slide each finger into my mouth in turn, looking directly into Linda’s eyes, as I licked off her juices. “Mmmm, my favorite flavor.” I said with a grin. I slide my right arm under her shoulders as I lay down next to her. Pulling her right shoulder up towards me, Linda rolled onto her side and threw her arm around me. I engulphed her with my leg and arms, holding her tight against my body. She sighed in contentment. I luxuriated in being so close to her, letting her rest and recover, feeling her breath on my chest, her fingers carassing my back.

I kissed seks filmi izle her forehead, kissed her cheek. She tipped up her chin, looked at me, and kissed me. She trust her tongue into my mouth, the tip dancing on my tongue, running along the inside of my lip. I loved the way she kissed, the passion, the sensuality, the tingle.

I scooted down a couple inches and started to kiss her neck. Gently pinching the skin between my lips. Kissing me way down to her collar bone.

“No, my turn” Linda said, half heartedly.

“I’m not done yet sexy” I replied, and kissed her collarbone again.

“I’m supposed to be surprising you!” she said, exasperated.

“Well, I am turning the tables, now sit back and enjoy.” I replied, and kissed her collarbone yet again, and started to play with her right boob.

Linda sighed, knowing she was defeated, and not really minding.

My mouth replaced my hand, my tongue running in a circle around the mound of her tit, never touching the nipple. My hand slide down her torso, through her pubic hair, and onto her thigh. Caressing her thigh, lightly running my fingertips up her inner thigh, just touching the dampness of her pussy, before sliding back down again. As my hand slide down her thigh, feeling the stocking there, my tongue circled closer to her nipple, finally circling her nipple when I was as far down her thigh as I could reach. As my fingertips caressed their way back up her inner thigh, my tongue strayed further from her nipple.

“Mmmm, that feels nice”

“That is the idea” I replied, and started to work my way down lower.

Alternatively kissing and licking, I worked my way down to Linda’s belly button. My left hand started to play her her pussy lips, spreading the wetness around. My tongue darted in and out of her belly button, slightly tickling her. Linda l pulled up her right leg, resting the bottom of her fishnet clad foot on the bed.

Sliding further down, I hooked my right arm under her left leg, placing my face close to the center of her passion. She rested the sole of her foot on my back. I moved my head forward, and kissed her inner thigh. Gently pinching the flesh of her thighs between my lips, I kissed closer and closer to her pussy. I came close, and trailed my tongue down her leg, until I felt the stocking on my tongue. I did the same thing to the other thigh, as I traced the outline of her pussy lips with my finger tip. Trailing my tongue down her thigh one more time, I started to kiss my way back up, and planted a kiss right on her lips. Extending my tongue, I licked her lips with just the tip of my tongue, from bottom to top, and flicked, just once, her clit with my tongue. Back to her left thigh, and I kissed my way up her leg again. Planted another kiss on the lips, another lick, from bottom to top, and another clit flick, just one. Inhaling the musky scent, I worked my lips between hers, placing my nose on her clit, and my tongue on her love canal. I stuck my tongue out, stiffened it, and moved my head in little circles, slowly, the moved my head left and right, then up and down. I stuck my tongue as deep as I could into her pussy, moved my tongue in a circle, then tilted my chin up, allowing my tongue to stay between her lips, and graze across her clit. Taking another breath, I dove in again, nose tickling her clit, tongue circling her wet canal, wet with her juices and my saliva. My tongue would dart deep into her pussy, and then slide up over her clit.

I kissed her clit, and slide 2 fingers into her pussy, replacing my tongue. She was so wet, she coated my fingers with pussy juice quickly. I kissed her thigh, her pubic mound, her hip, as my fingers plunged in, slowly. I added my thumb to tease her clit. I turned my wrist so the palm was up, and curled my index and middle fingers, massaging her g-spot, and circling her clit with my thumb. She moaned. I was moving slowly, extending the pleasure. Kissing her clit one last time, I said “Roll over, and get on all fours.”

“That was feeling so good.” Linda said, and rolled over, getting to her hands and knees. She had a wonderful ass, almost as good as her legs.

I sat up, putting my right leg between her hands and knees, and my left one rested on her calves. My left hand massaged the back of her thighs, I kissed her ass cheeks. My right hand’s fingertips lightly caressed her inner thighs. Two fingers of my left hand tickled her pussy lips. I slid in both of them, slowly, making sure she could feel each millimeter of penetration. My right hand came up, parted her pussy lips with my index and ring fingers, while the middle moved up and down her clit. Linda let out a gasp, followed by a moan.

I reached behind me, to her bag. I picked up the other accessory she had brought. A light purplish pink gel dildo, with glitter. Variable speed even. Linda looked back to see why I had stopped. My back was to her, but she could see where I was. I opened the bottle of Astroglide she brought with her, putting a little puddle on the fingers of my right hand. I coated the dildo with Astroglide. Sitting back up, I looked at her and smiled. She asked “What are you going to do with that?” My response was a wicked smile.

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Happy Hour

Rob had a territory of seven states, but not all of them were equally visited. For most of the year, he had regular trips to just three major metropolitan areas. He was typically all work on these trips; gym and meals at the hotel, working around the clock and focusing on his customers. But he was finding one city more enjoyable than the rest at the moment. To be honest, it was one customer. To be even more honest, it was one person – Ashley.

He had been managing the account for about two years, but Ashley had only joined in the last six months. He’d noticed her right away, of course. Mid-thirties, with shoulder length, raven black hair, a bright smile and legs to the moon and back. It had taken Rob two more trips before he’d had a chance to spend any time with her for other than the customary introductions. It was all in a professional setting, so he would not have classified it as flirting, but it was…playful, engaging. Somewhere between ‘more than just business,’ but less than ‘whatcha doin’ later?’

Over the next few trips, he saw Ashley more frequently and made a point of dropping her and her team hints as to when he would be coming over next. She was always there with a big smile and a “Hey, Rob!,” helping him get settled into the office, getting him coffee etc, but then she was always back to work, always professional. Until two trips ago.

Like most things in life, there was nothing special to announce that something big was about to happen, that some event was going to change things. Rob loved his job and his ever-changing interactions with his customers; new faces, new people whose problems he would help to solve, and who were helping him to make a very comfortable living. In fact, life on the road for him was just that – a great opportunity to make some really great money at his relatively young age.

The lack of responsibility was going to come to a close at some point. Being in his early-thirties, Rob knew he had a few more years of this life. He was attractive enough to date regularly and he led a lifestyle that helped his tall, athletic frame. Some partying, sure, but mostly good living, a healthy diet, and knowing how to get the most out of the gym. So when Ashley had invited him to a happy hour one night on this particular trip, he was happy to get out and have some social time with his favorite customer.

He arrived at the bar a little late, so he was not surprised to see a table with eight or nine people there already. He knew everyone, from the two guys in accounting and the ‘sports guy’ whose name he could never remember even though all they talked about was sports. Then there were the three women from project management, who were all super-nice, but obsessed with their kids. He didn’t mind it of course but, after a few “ah, look how cute…” chats around pictures on their cellphones, he’d lost interest pretty quickly. He did not see Ashley, yet.

After spending some time with Janice from the project team, Rob had excused himself and gone to the bar for a drink, where Ashley surprised him by sliding onto the stool next to him.

“Hi,” she said, before he’d even had chance to register her presence. “Thanks for coming out tonight.”

“Hey! Where did you come from?” was all he could manage in reply.

That means you were looking for her.

“Were you looking for me?” she smiled back.

And she can read minds!

“I, uh, yeah, I guess…” said Rob, trying to recover. “You invited me, remember?”

Good save, idiot!

“I’m just teasing you. I’m glad you came. What are you drinking?”

“I’m not sure. What do you have there?

Ashley smiled again, almost guiltily, as she played with the stem of her glass.

“OK, don’t judge me, promise?” she giggled. “But it’s a Cosmo. I know, super clique and all that, but…I don’t know…I’m just not in a wine mood and this just sounded sweet and fun, and I wanted something kinda fun tonight.”

She said the last bit while looking him straight in the face. Had he imagined that, or was she really flirting with him? Did she care what he thought of her?

“So, I don’t think you should get a Cosmo,” Ashley continued, “But they do have this great drink called a Martinez, which you should totally try.”

He did, and she was right, it was great. They went back to the table and Rob sat next to Janice once more, with Ashley pushing in on the end, next to him. It was too hard to yell across the table at people and, as everyone seemed to be pairing up into smaller conversations, Rob did the natural thing and turned his attention to Ashley.

The conversation flowed easily and, after the required “How has your first few months with the company been?” and “I’m sorry, but your ex sounded like a total tool…,” he learned that Ashley was super-smart, well-educated, liked dancing in clubs but got most of her fun either working out or hanging with friends. She’d been married for all of two seconds, right out of college, but that was way erotik film izle back in the distance of her rear-view mirror. Ashley was funny, witty and kind of goofy, like the time she visited a psychic with her best friend.

“So, again, don’t judge me,” she began. “But we were a little drunk and just went to do it. It was a mutual dare kinda thing.”

“OK, so what did you find out? Past lives? Does the spirit of Joan of Arc speak through you? What?”

“Nothing like that, she didn’t hypnotize us.” Ashley laughed. “But she read my palm, the usual. I will live a long, full life, apparently, thank you very much. But I have a reckless side that plays out in dangerous choices.”

“Really?” Rob replied, immediately intrigued. “The psychic told you that? Those exact words? Seems pretty bold for-“

“No,” Ashley interrupted, “Not in so many words, but it was implied. And it is kinda true.”

“So, what sort of dangerous things do you do?” Rob asked, eagerly.

The flirting was getting thicker – there was no mistaking it this time – and even though they were squeezed in on the end of the table, they may as well have been the only two people around.

“Let’s just say I like taking risks.” said Ashley.

“For example…?”

“Well, I’ve gone skydiving a few times, bungee jumps, and some pretty intense rock climbing. Oh, then there’s the naked yoga, which isn’t risky, per se, but it’s just as…intense.”

Rob felt the air suddenly close around him as he turned to her, shielding their conversation from prying ears.

“Naked yoga, huh?” he whispered back. “What, exactly, is naked yoga? Where do you do it?”

“My studio does this thing on Friday nights and, before you ask, it’s women-only. You’re there in a room with the instructor and maybe four, five other women. It’s hot and we’re all au naturale. It’s a little too ‘new age’ for me, but it’s supposed to improve confidence, and all that. I get too self-conscious doing it, though, spend more time looking at myself in the mirror, silently criticizing all my flaws, actually fell over a few times, too. That was embarrassing.”

She leaned in a little.

“They’re talking about a co-ed class, though,” she said. “Which I’ll probably take at least once. Could be interesting…?”

She looked at Rob and batted her eyes just a little. Or maybe he was imagining it. Either way, it was getting a little hot in the bar. He was already picturing her, ass in the air, her hair covering her face, those amazing C-cup tits pointing to the ground, her hard nipples…

“You alright?” he heard Ashley say. “You seem lost in thought? You do yoga, correct?”

Rob snapped back into the conversation, but stored his fantasy for later.

“Yeah, I do yoga.” he replied, casually. “Not great at it, but I can hold my own.”

“I’ll bet you can…”

She was definitely flirting now.

“Next time you’re in town, we should take a class.”

“I’d like that. Thanks for the invite, again.”

The party was breaking up and they parted soon after, but not before getting firm dates and times for Rob’s next trip which, he’d already decided, was going to be the next week. Yoga was quickly added to his schedule and Rob knew that the seven days he’d have to wait, would drag slower than a snail in a puddle of honey.

Yoga

He knew this was going to be a normal yoga class, not naked or anything but still, the image of Ashley gleaming with sweat in various positions – always with her mat right in front of his, with a great view of her ass and between her legs – filled Rob’s nights with more than a few solo stroking sessions.

They met at her studio after work. There were a good twenty or so people in the class as they picked up their mats and sat next to one another, Rob just a little disappointed that she was not in front of him, as his fantasy dictated.

For the next fifty minutes, they both focused on their yoga as much as possible but Rob, being neither yogi nor celibate, could not help but sneak a few surreptitious glances Ashley’s way. Those legs, that ass…his mind was working overtime imagining her in all kinds of other positions, mostly on him, and it was during one of these lustful gazes that she caught him staring.

Smiling back at him, Ashley returned to her practice, and Rob hoped he’d not crossed a line.

When class was over, Ashley was straight there, helping Rob with his mat.

“You liked?” she asked.

Rob wasn’t sure if she meant the class, or her.

“Great. I loved it.” he replied, covered on both counts.

“Oh, good. Look, I’m starving, as usual after these workouts. Unless you have other plans, how about we get cleaned up and grab a bite to eat?”

“Great! Though I could really use a shower. That was more of a workout than I’m used to, if you know what I mean. Listen, my hotel is super-close and I’d just hop in for a quick rinse off, then I’m good to go?”

Ashley looked around them, as though checking film izle that there wasn’t anyone around from work, or somebody else who knew her.

“OK, so how about this?” she said, her voice deep and low. “I could really use a shower, too. How about if I come with you and just jump in after you? Would you mind? No-one has to know, it can be our little secret.”

Rob was getting hard just thinking about Ashley in his shower. He had to move, or say something, right now.

“Your secret’s safe with me,” He smiled. “Grab your stuff, let’s go.”

Shower

Rob threw down his gym bag and showed Ashley where the bathroom was.

“You can go first,” he said, thinking it was the gentlemanly thing to do, but also desperate to picture her naked body just feet away from him, in his shower.

Ashley headed straight in and Rob could hear the water running in seconds. It was then that he realized he urgently needed to pee.

Every second of hearing Ashley in the shower seemed like minutes. Rob ran through the decision tree of either going all the way downstairs to the lobby bathroom, or interrupting her, asking her to hurry up etc., but none of them seemed like the best move, so he waited. In fact he waited at least thirty seconds after the water had stopped before knocking on the bathroom door.

“Hey, uh, Ashley?” he called. “Sorry to do this to you, but I really need to…pee.”

Ashley emerged with a towel wrapped around her body, her natural post-workout beauty shining from every pore. Rob would have loved to savor the sight a few moments longer, but he was in too much pain to stop.

“Not how I was thinking this was going to go…” Ashley smiled. “But I guess you’d better get in there.”

Rob was so used to being on his own, and was in such a hurry, that he did not close the door. The heavy sound of his stream hitting the water in the bowl, was unmistakable.

Ashley hovered for a quick second, then moved away from the door.

“Hop straight in the shower when you’re done, yeah?” she called in. “But don’t come out here just yet. I’m gonna change, OK?”

Rob did as he was told but, after he was done, he realized all his clean clothes were back in the room. Grabbing a towel, he poked his head around the bathroom door.

“Hey, I need to grab some clothes…” he said, almost apologetically.

Ashley was sitting on the bed watching TV and drinking a bottle of water.

“No problem.” she replied. “Fair’s fair, right? You got to see me in my towel, so… oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but I grabbed a water. Girl’s gotta hydrate.”

“Sure, help yourself.”

Rob stepped back into the room and quickly rooted about for his clean clothes. Diving back into the bathroom, he caught Ashley’s eyes in the mirror above the desk, checking him out.

The Restaurant

Ashley insisted on discretion again when they chose the hotel restaurant to eat.

“I won’t know anybody here, so there won’t be any gossip.” she’d explained. “I just don’t need any drama right now, y’know?”

They were settled in a nice corner table before noticing they were completely alone in the restaurant, except for a few folks in the bar in the other room.

“Cosmo?” Rob asked, when the waiter came to take their order.

Having just seen her half naked, and picturing her fully naked for the past week, he wasn’t afraid to flirt openly with her, now.

“Ha, no, no Cosmo, thanks smart guy.” she replied. “But how about some wine? Let’s be adventurous. You order our meals, and I will select the wine? Just two people living on the edge. What do ya’ say?”

“I can’t think of anything more dangerous.” said Rob, sarcastically.

As they ate their salads, salmon and roasted vegetables, and drank the white wine, they continued their conversation from the bar the previous week.

“You totally put the idea in my head about ‘naked yoga.'” said Rob. “When we first started, I was imagining trying to do that class naked.”

“Were you picturing just you naked? Or everybody else?”

“Oh, everyone, of course.” he answered, too quickly.

“I see. So you were picturing me naked?”

“Actually, I’d already done that last week. This time, it was the whole room. The woman behind me was interesting.”

“Oh, the one with the tits.” Ashley said, matter-of-factly. “The ten-pound tits in the six-pound bag? Yeah, if she had been naked, she could have used those things as pillows for when she did her handstands.”

Rob hadn’t heard Ashley talk this way before. It was a new, naughty side of her that he desperately wanted to explore and, although it was clear that she was concerned about appearances at work, that image and reputation were important to her, Rob got the feeling that he could risk pushing down this particular path a little further.

“Yeah, she did have quite the set.” he ventured. “But that’s not my thing. I was just trying to get a rise out of you. “

“So, you’re not a tit man.” Ashley seks filmi izle mused. “OK, I’ll bite. And I mean that figuratively as well as literally. What are you, then? You like a girl for her personality? Earlobes? You like a girl with a good portfolio?”

The flirting had gone from teasing to direct, very quickly.

“Nope, I’m an ass man,” Rob blurted out.

“I know,” replied Ashley. “I could tell straight away.”

“Really?”

“Yup, I totally caught you looking.”

“OK, busted. But you know you’ve got a great ass, right?”

“Sure, but every girl likes to get a compliment.”

“I’ll say it again, then. You have a great ass.”

They finished their meal and ordered more wine. The conversation kept going but it veered away from anything truly sexual. Until…

“So, you mentioned something about ‘dangerous’ in the bar the other night,” said Rob. “But you wouldn’t go into details.”

“OK, so I have to trust you on this,” Ashley smiled, leaning in a little. “Which I do, but I need to know this stays between us. I left my last job because things were a little, I don’t know, out of control? So this is a strictly ‘off the books’ conversation, OK?”

“Scout’s honor.”

“Well I doubt you were a scout, but I guess that will do. So, I’d just broken up with my boyfriend and he was a total dick. I was hurt and I made a few bad choices and wasn’t so discreet about who I told. Word got around at work and, well, it was a family-run business and things got kinda uncomfortable for me, so I left. I love what I do here, so I don’t want to mess that up. But I have this thing that I, I don’t know, I like the rush, the adrenaline of risk. I can’t go skydiving every day so I find that I need to get that rush in other ways, ways where I don’t have to put boundaries up. Does that make sense?”

“Totally,” replied Rob, really wanting to empathize with her. “But when you said ‘bad choices,’ what does that mean? Did you like rob the place or something?”

“Nope, nothing like that. I, uh, I hooked up with one of the guys at work and was pretty drunk one night and he and one of his friends…well, it was fun, let’s leave it at that. But I should have made sure he kept his big mouth shut. That, plus the other thing, well it was too much gossip fodder for them.”

The other thing?

Rob started to open his mouth, desperate to know, but Ashley wasn’t done.

“Ok, look, we are opening up here,” she continued. “So since you’re going to ask, I think we all have our things, our turn-ons. The quiet little likes that get us going. I like risk, I like the thrill of it, so I tend to like more non-traditional activities. I can be kinda…naughty. That guy, he knew I liked rough sex, that I liked…anal sex. So he totally blabbed about it to my co-workers. It just got to be too much whispering around me and too many innuendos, so I quit. I’ve been keeping a low profile ever since and haven’t really dated, which totally sucks. A girl has needs, ya’ know?”

Rob waited for a moment. Was she telling him that she…?

“So, like, there’s been nothing since then?” he clarified. “No action at all?”

“Nope.” Ashley replied, with frankness. “Just me and my vibrator, thinking about naked co-ed yoga.”

Rob had to lay a discreet hand between his legs, hoping Ashley could not see, or sense, his burgeoning erection.

“So,” Ashley continued, much to Rob’s relief. “I have been telling you about my ‘stuff,’ how about a little of your stuff? Come on, tit for tat. Tell me something, anything, so I don’t feel so exposed here.”

Her using words like ‘tit’ and ‘exposed’ were not doing the greatest job of distracting him.

“OK, well I’m a pretty uninhibited guy.” Rob began. “I like a girl who can go with the flow, who is just open to whatever happens, as it happens.”

“So, let’s roll back the clock,” Ashley interrupted. “If, for instance, you’d come into the bathroom to pee, before, instead of waiting for me to get out of the shower. If I’d had let you come in and do that and, say, I’d opened the curtain to watch, would that have been ‘going with the flow’ enough for you? Maybe you would have just stayed there, with me in the shower, curtain open, watching. Maybe you would have refused to leave and I would have had no choice but to rinse off right in front of you.”

“Uh, yeah, that would have been, uh, kinda hot.”

“Or maybe you would have waited, as you did but, as I got changed in the room, you would have snuck back in and watched me get dressed? Maybe you’d even have told me what to do. Would that have been ‘open enough’ for you?”

Now it was Rob’s turn.

“Sure. Or maybe I would have just kept you naked and had you show me that yoga pose again, but this time with no clothes on?”

“Oh, which pose is that?” Ashley asked innocently. “You mean the one where I stand with my legs far apart and I touch the ground? Or would you make me do the headstand with my legs straight up in the air? Would you make me do that one?”

“If you could hold it for a while, because I’d want you to spread your legs open as you did it, but only if you were good enough to keep it going for a long time.”

“Why? What would you do to me?”

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“Wanna play?”

Magic words those, especially when delivered in sultry tones by a sexy voluptuous brunette like Isabella.

“Sure” I replied nonchalantly, as I stepped aside in my open doorway and motioned for her to come in.

She reached up to exchange her usual European double cheek-kiss and as she did so whispered: “I wanna try what we talked about” in my ear.

I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, but I had a general idea from the sexual aura she was giving off and I sure wasn’t going to second guess her.

“Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets” I intoned imperiously, while running my hands affectionately over her delectable arse. “I insist on it!”

“No, it is I who insists on it!!” she replied, while pushing her arse back against my hands.

I felt the familiar rush of blood, the heightened awareness, the adrenalin pumping through my veins as I followed her up the stairs to my bedroom. Chemistry can be a powerful thing and with Isabella, it was there in bucket loads.

Isabella turned in my bedroom doorway and glanced back at the closed door of my housemate.

“Is he home?” she mouthed silently.

“Uh huh!” I replied. She grinned and pushed me onto the bed, landing on top of me and running her fingers lightly over my face and down my chest while she looked down at me.

“I guess we better shut your door then” she whispered.

“I wouldn’t want him to cop an accidental eyeful! Is that thing on?” As usual Isabella had leapt from one thing to the next and was now eyeing my webcam with interest.

“Not yet, but it can be!” I said, sitting up and logging it on while she draped her arms around me from behind and nibbled contentedly on my ear and neck.

I pressed the ‘Record’ button on my screen and she poked her tongue out at the image of herself draped over me, licking and kissing. From its location on top of the computer, the webcam covered the bed and the windows behind it completely.

I watched with genuine amusement as Isabella stood up on the bed behind me and began to dance sexily at the camera, cupping her clothed breasts in her hands and one by one undoing the buttons on her dress. She slowly, teasingly pulled the dress apart showing her bra and then knelt behind me again, pushing her breasts into my back as she whispered in my ear.

“I’m really horny and I want to try something new.”

I reached behind me and pressed my hands into the v between her legs, grinning cheekily into the camera as I did so. I could feel her push back, rubbing her entire body up against me.

“So, what did you have in mind?” I said, now slowly rubbing my palms and fingers over her stomach. With a predictable amount of unpredictability, Isabella suddenly leaned over my shoulder and cupped her hands over my ears while she addressed erotik film izle our images on the computer screen. Distant Italian filled my ears, the sounds vibrant, rich, and understood not at all by me.

“Ciao Paolo. Come stai? Hai riposate bene!! No fumare molto. Boun pomerigio. Ciao.”

She tossed her curly hair as if to emphasise her point and examined her image from different sides, trying to turn her head and watch herself as she did so.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me!” I said, pulling her up against me from behind.

“Can you speak Russian?”

“OK, enough!” she said imperiously and stood up again, ignoring my reference to fishes called Wanda.

“I need to go to the toilet. Turn that thing off, because when I get back I’m gonna need your undivided attention.”

I clicked the ‘Stop’ button on the screen and the image disappeared, quickly followed by Isabella making a beeline for the bathroom.

I sat there for a minute, debating within myself. Then, having come to a decision, I minimised the viewing window and as I heard the toilet flush, I pressed the ‘Record’ button again. The small red light on top of the webcam blinked back at me.

Then Isabella was back standing in front of me and demanding a hug; turning around and facing the ’empty’ screen as I undid her bra and helped her out of her dress; lying with her legs spread on my bed facing the screen as I slid her panties down her legs, as I ran my fingers lightly over her thighs, across the top of her pubic area, tracing a line slowly but surely down to her already moist pussy.

“Come here!” she said as I traced her pussy lips with the lightest of touches, her eyes widening as I suddenly squeezed her clitoris gently between my thumb and forefinger.

“And get naked,” she added, her fingers reaching for my half erect cock.

I pulled my shorts and t-shirt off and then moved up her body, kissing and licking her salty skin slowly until I was almost sitting on her breasts, my cock dangling invitingly in front of her face.

Her eyes narrowed as she began to dry fist my shaft, then she pulled me forward and began licking around my darkening knob.

I could feel the blood draining from my head, suffusing my loins with desire, as I reached behind her and positioned the pillows so that her head was comfortably inclined. Then I was pushing the head of my cock insistently past her lips and that soft, wet, liquid feeling enveloped my knob and my shaft, forcing an involuntary groan from me.

She was looking up at me, her eyes purposefully seeking mine as her head bobbed furiously up and down on my cock. Her wanton gaze was almost too much for me and I swivelled, knowing I was close and determined that I would not cum alone.

My mouth found the wetness in the separation film izle of her legs and my tongue began to lick along her slit, flicking her clit at the end of each stroke.

I could feel more than hear her sounds of encouragement as my cock pistoned into her wet and willing mouth. I slid my thumb into her wet pussy, coating it with her juices, and then left a trail of fluid as I traced the path from her pussy to her small puckered anus.

I massaged the liquid into her arsehole, my thumb making gentle circular motions while I waited for a response of some kind. We had not yet explored my playing with this forbidden entrance, but I loved the thought of probing all her orifices and when she moaned and lifted her legs to make access easier, I took it as encouragement to continue.

I could feel her anus flaring in time with my tongue which was now pushing rhythmically inside, lapping at the inner walls of her inviting pink gash. Sweat now coated both our bodies, a pink hue indicating our ever-increasing state of arousal.

Ever so gently I continued to massage her now distinctly wet anus with my greasy thumb, until with a sudden pop, I was through her thick rubbery sphincter and encased in her hot steamy arse.

She came with a scream, the sound vibrating on my cock as her pussy convulsed onto my mouth and her anus contracted wildly around my thumb. A second later I was cumming too, semen seeping out of the sides of her mouth and over her cheek, her neck, her hair.

I twisted around, sliding up her body, the sweat and our combined fluids forming a moist connection between us. Still highly aroused, I licked her cheek, rubbed my face against hers and then kissed her, my tongue invading her mouth, the salty taste of my semen mingling with the tart taste of her pussy juices.

She moved beneath me, her body beginning to writhe and I could feel my flaccid cock slowly hardening as it slid, wet with sweat, against her hip.

“God that was awesome” she breathed at me, still panting from her exertions.

“I want to try it, now!” she added, pushing me off her and then rolling onto her hands and knees.

“Fuck me in the arse, please?” she pleaded, her head turned back towards me, her pussy and arse coated with our combined juices.

I rubbed myself up against her arse cheeks, feeling my cock quickly becoming erect again, my hands gently holding her hips still.

“Are you sure?” I asked, knowing she had not done this before.

“I want to know what it feels like!” she responded without hesitation.

“Make me like it!”

My finger slid easily into her already well lubricated arse while I grabbed her sexy full buttock with the other and continued to rub myself against, feeling my cock getting harder and harder.

“Put it in?!” she muttered impatiently, seks filmi izle and I slid my cock once, twice, into her wet pussy to get it nicely lubricated.

Positioning my knob at the puckered opening of her chocolate starfish, I leaned forward and pushed her head down into the pillows, taking her arms and making her grab and spread her arse cheeks with both hands.

A low groan of complaint came from the pillows as I forced my cock head slowly past her powerful and very tight sphincter.

“Ohh, shit!!” she complained as I continued, the irony of her choice of words completely lost on me.

“Short, sharp breaths” I hissed at her as I slowly started a rocking motion, watching my cock disappearing into her arse a millimetre at a time.

I could hear her panting as she adjusted to my cock, her small breathy cries of pain and pleasure making my cock ache.

It was truly agony and ecstasy.

The sight of her poor ring, perfectly positioned between the two luscious globes of her arse and stretched to capacity around my thick shaft was heaven. The heat as her tight velvety arse massaged my knob like a glove, the view of her sexy back curved for our pleasure and her head buried wantonly in the pillows, all of this made me want to slam myself into her without a care for the consequences.

By degrees I felt her anus adapt and as it did, I began to move more freely, until I was pounding in and out of her stretched butt hole, my face flushed red with the force of my impending ejaculation. I knew I would not last long.

When I felt her pushing back, heard her finally grunting with enjoyment on the end of each thrust, it was too much and I came, convulsing like a marionette, my semen splattering the inner walls of her rectum.

“Wow” Isabella moaned, collapsing beneath me and pulling me down on top of her.

“Don’t move.”

I lay on top of her, that familiar yet strange lassitude suffusing my body. Finally my flaccid cock slipped out of her wet arse and I rolled over beside her.

“Was it what you expected, wanted?” I asked her as I lay there, tracing her jaw lightly with my finger.

“Mmmmmm” she moaned appreciatively and licked at the side of my face.

“I loved it, more than I ever thought I would! Your bloody cock has stretched my arse though; I’ll need recovery time before we do it again. Until then, you’ll have to beat off to the memory of this session!” she said, making small bite marks on the skin of my neck while her hand playfully fondled my penis.

“Do you reckon you will? Think about how I let you fuck me up the arse for the first time? Remember me with my head buried in the pillows? Think of the way we skin glistened with sweat and the sound and smell of us as you fucked my arse?!”

She licked my lips, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

That was when I suddenly remembered the webcam.

Isabella felt me suddenly hardening in her hand and looked up at me, a comically surprised look on her face.

“Again?” she asked incredulously.

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