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Marilyn Hayes had an important mid-term exam the next day, and knew she had to cram for it, but was too nervous and high-strung to study. She needed to relax, and she knew it, and Marilyn also knew how to do it. She picked up her cell phone and called Susan Crain, a sorority sister and one of her favorite study chums.

“Hi, Sue. How ya doin’?”

“Not so great, Mair. I have a term paper due in two days, and I can’t seem to concentrate. How about you?”

About the same. I need to study for a big exam, and I can’t get my mind on what I’m doing. I need a nice hot session with another girl, and it sounds like you do too.”

“You know it. Phil is down here, and we were about to get started on one. Why don’t you come on down and join us? Okay with you, Phil?” she asked another study chum whom Marilyn also knew and liked. “It’s fine with Phil; come on down, so we can all go down.” Sue chuckled at the double entendre in the last sentence.

Marilyn grinned, because she knew what would be happening as soon as she got there, and it was just what she needed. “Be right there,” she replied, and ended the connection.

All the women in that sorority house know the best way to relax while studying or doing other stressful class work is sex that results in a good, strong climax. Most of the women living there prefer having their orgasms brought about by a man, but it is not always feasible to go to all that trouble on a weeknight, not to mention the fact some men just didn’t know how to get the job done, or weren’t interested in doing it. They know it’s simpler and surer to get together with one or two of the other women and take turns eating each other’s pussies or using dildos on each other. They only get together with close friends, of course, but there are never any strings attached and no obligation to join in a session. At the same time, it is accepted that, if one woman brings a sister to an orgasm, it is customary for the second woman to reciprocate, one way or another, and eating her pussy is the preferred way.

Marilyn was wearing her pajamas, which were comfortable for studying, and she saw no point in putting anything else on. The rooms and hallways in the sorority house are well enough heated that no robe was needed, and she was not concerned with privacy, since only women live there. Anybody seeing her would know what she was going to do, but that was alright too, because almost all the women do the same thing, at least sometimes.

For sanitary reasons, she took her pillow with her. The room she approached had a towel hanging on the doorknob, which Marilyn thought of as rather silly, and she knocked on the door. It was opened a crack and, when Susan looked out and saw who was there, she opened it the rest of the way and admitted her study chum. She was also wearing pajamas, but the top was unbuttoned and pulled back so her small, shapely breasts were fully exposed. She is a rather short, slender young woman with fine features, and her dark brown hair was hanging in curls down to her shoulders. She smiled a greeting and, after closing and locking the door, kissed her guest full on her mouth.

Phyllis was smiling and sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, wearing blue babydoll pajamas. The top was transparent, showing off her large breasts with the big pink nipples, which Marilyn knows to be sensitive. The panties which go with the ensemble are also transparent, but she wasn’t wearing them anyhow, and her pussy was clearly visible to the newcomer. Phil’s long blonde hair is natural, and matches what is at the apex of her legs, and her skin is fair and has no blemishes. She is tall and gorgeous, probably the most beautiful woman in the sorority, and much in demand for relaxing sex sessions such as the one which had apparently just gotten started.

She got up from the bed and approached Marilyn for a hug and a long kiss. When they broke it off, she and Susan escorted their friend to the bed and, after she had sat down, teamed up on removing her clothing. Sue and Phyllis are attractive young women, but Marilyn has no grounds for any envy, for she is a beauty too, as are practically all the sorority’s pledges. A tall African-American, she wears her hair in a short Afro, and her face is light brown with generous and regular features.

Phyllis unbuttoned and stripped off Marilyn’s pajama top exposing breasts that are not quite as large as her own, and are topped with large, dark nipples. After tossing the top aside, she cupped one of the brown beauties in either hand and started licking one of the adorable nubbins, while Susan finished removing Marilyn’s pajama pants and tossed them in the same general direction as the top had gone. The exposed pussy was clean-shaven, because it is far more sensitive that way, especially when being caressed by a tongue, and her male or female sex partners enjoy the soft, smooth skin too.

Susan certainly intended to. She wanted their friend to lie izmir escort on her back and raise her legs so she could bury her face in the adorable pussy. Liking the idea at least as much, Marilyn made no resistance and lay down, her head nestled in her pillow and her legs raised and spread. Sue finished divesting herself of her pajamas, ducked under the shapely, dark limbs and wrapped her arms around them, so her face was inches from the lovely pussy that awaited her. She breathed deeply of the heavenly aroma and started licking Marilyn’s crotch. A few drops of delicious juices had trickled out already, and Susan avidly licked them all up, letting them stay on her tongue so they would please her taste buds before she swallowed them.

Phyllis’s mouth was just as busy, licking the big brown nipples that, even that early, were so erect her tongue could feel the individual ridges and the pebbly texture of the areolas surrounding them. Marilyn was receiving tremendous pleasure from what her sorority sisters were doing for her with their mouths and, minutes after they started, her body was squirming while she cooed in joy. Her happy noises began to become turn into blissful moans when Sue’s avid mouth continued upward, and she felt the pleasuring tongue on a smooth, sensitive outer lip.

Susan adored the texture of the lip too, and she slowly licked her friend’s pussy until she reached Marilyn’s Mount of Venus and kissed her there. She knew a wealth of fresh nectar awaited her, so Sue brought her tongue back below the adorable pink hole that had produced it and feasted on every drop, relishing the flavor and everything else about what she was doing.

Her mouth didn’t remain there very long because, of all the pleasurable things about eating a pussy – the aroma, the flavor, the beauty literally under her nose and her friend’s vocal expressions of joy – she loves the tactile sensation the most. Being in no hurry, and knowing the others weren’t either, Susan’s mouth moved slowly upward on her friend’s lip, as her tongue caressed the same area over and over, until she kissed her mons again. By that time, Marilyn’s lower body was writhing on the bed, and her cooing had completely evolved into joyous moans.

Susan raised her face and smiled when she saw the movements and heard the noises of her friend. Her smile widened when she lowered her face again and noted how Marilyn’s pussy lips were swollen with lust and her clit had almost pushed its way clear of its protective hood. Sue’s tongue began another slow journey, this time between an outer and an inner lip, beginning at the smooth area between their origins and continuing upward. When she reached the place where the labia are closer together, she tilted her head and thrust her tongue into the seam, reveling in the slick wet surface of the outer lip and the spongy swollen inner one. She licked all the way to the point where the inner lips end by merging with each other and raised her head again.

She saw how Phyllis had removed the other part of her baby doll pajamas, so all the sorority sisters on the bed were equally naked, and Phil was rubbing her pale pink nipples against Marilyn’s dark brown ones. The blonde was cooing happily with the extremely erotic sensation; the black woman’s loud, moans of bliss had begun ending in whimpers, and her pussy was fucking up against Susan’s face. She also saw how Marilyn’s adorable clit was even more swollen with lust than her lips and had pushed its way completely out from under its protective hood.

“I’m going to suck you in about a minute, you little cutie,” she said to the adorable morsel, and brought her mouth back below the dripping pink hole to feast on the flowing pool of fresh nectar she and Phyllis had elicited from their friend’s pussy.

Marilyn heard her house mate and hoped she meant it. Her level of arousal was almost at its peak, and she could feel her orgasm approaching. It had been building steadily since leaving her own room and going to join Sue and Phil, in anticipation at first, and then from what the mouths of the other women had done for her. Her lower body was thrashing around on the bed, as her upper body would have been doing except for Phyllis holding her down. The blonde beauty had stopped rubbing nipples with Marilyn and was sucking on one of those luscious brown breasts, while her tongue caressed the nipple and areola.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” Marilyn whimpered in time with the thrusts of her pussy against the mouth that had just engulfed her clit. “Oh, god!” she cried out a minute later when she began climaxing.

The muscular brown thighs clamped onto Susan’s head, as if to keep her from escaping, and started swinging from side to side, while her pussy rammed up into her friend’s face. Susan had no wish to go anywhere; her face was in one of her favorite places, buried in the pussy of another beautiful woman, and she held onto that woman’s legs with both arms. alsancak escort Her mouth continued its actions, sucking and licking Marilyn’s swollen clit until the recipient of her attentions gave another cry of total ecstasy. All her muscles clenched and she rammed her pussy for an ultimate time into Susan’s face.

After her tremendous orgasm, she relaxed completely, seeming to become a dark puddle in the middle of the bed. Phil disengaged her mouth from the breast she had been sucking and sat on the edge of the bed while Sue greedily licked all the delicious juices from Marilyn’s pussy. When her feast was over, she also moved aside and both women waited for their friend to catch her breath and aid in bringing one of them to an equally delightful orgasm.

She opened her eyes and smiled at the two naked women who had just done so much for her. Marilyn knew she couldn’t stay where she was, because it was the turn of one of the other women to lie on the bed and be taken to ecstasy. “That was terrific, you guys. Phil, is it your turn now?”

It was because, since Susan was the hostess, she would be the one to cum last. Phyllis lay on the spot Marilyn had just vacated and slid her own pillow under her head. When she was comfortable, Sue held one of the blonde’s luscious breasts in either hand and bent down to begin licking her nipples. Phil’s legs were spread, and the woman who would be eating her pussy got off the bed, got back on at the foot, and walked on her knees until she was between them. When those legs were raised, Marilyn ducked under them, leaned forward so they rested on her shoulders, and gazed at the lovely sight.

Unlike most members of the sorority, Phyllis doesn’t shave her pussy. There is really no need, because her blonde pubic hair is so fine and so sparse, it would never get in the way of a person in Marilyn’s position. The light bush served to accentuate the ivory white skin surrounding the inner lips that were so red and swollen with lust they were blossoming through the pink slit. From her contacts of her mouth and her own nipples with the dark brown nubbins of her study chum, she had begun lubricating, and droplets had spattered onto her inner thighs. Marilyn avidly licked the nectar from there and everywhere else she found it before thrusting her tongue into that dripping pink slit.

Phyllis’s body had already been squirming and, when the pleasuring mouth made contact, her movements became more pronounced. As Marilyn buried her face in the blonde’s pussy and explored with her tongue, Phil moaned in bliss and begged the black woman to keep licking, a redundant request, because all the women were having such a great time, none of them wanted to do anything else just then. Relishing the flavor of the nectar and the texture of Phyllis’s lips and everything else about what she was doing, Marilyn moved her tongue all around the dripping pink hole.

Sue especially loved having the big, luscious breasts of the sexy blonde against her mouth. The nipples were already fully erect, and she could feel the tiny sepoarate ridges and the tiny protuberances making up the texture of the areolas. She licked mostly with broad strokes of her tongue, and sometimes just dabbed with the tip. Phyllis’s face was just inches from her ear, and Sue could hear her sighing and moaning in joy.

That wasn’t all she was doing. Phyllis really loved the session with her house mates, especially once the familiar three-way connection between her nipples and her clit had been established. She could feel the currents of joy coursing through her body and she could feel her orgasm steadily approaching. Besides her pussy squirming under Marilyn’s tongue, her upper body was writhing in pleasure under the ministrations of Susan. When Sue started taking Phil’s big breasts into her mouth, the blonde’s movements began thrusting them, one at a time, up into the place where they belonged.

Even more than what was happening to her breasts, though, Phyllis loved what Marilyn’s mouth was doing for her pussy. The beautiful black woman’s tongue had started at the bottom of the pink slit and slowly licked upward until it reached the dripping hole which was the source of the delicious and fragrant juices. She couldn’t see exactly what was happening, because Sue’s head and shoulders were blocking her view, but she could certainly feel what her friend’s tongue was doing for her.

And that was sending wave after wave of intense pleasure washing over her body from everywhere the wet giver of pleasure probed and stroked. Her upper body was writhing, but Phyllis’s pussy was even more active, fucking up into Marilyn’s face while her legs thrust out and back in over the dark shoulders, resembling a pair of soft, white pistons. All three of the women frolicking on the bed knew Phil’s climax was no more than a few minutes away.

Marilyn especially knew it. The sexy blonde’s lower body was so buca escort active it was all she could do to keep her mouth pressed close to her friend’s pussy. Phyllis’s thighs had turned outward, presenting the blonde’s most private parts fully to her mouth, and the pretty African-American knew what to do about it. By that time, her sorority sister’s clit had pushed itself completely out from the shelter of its protective hood, so Marilyn wrapped her lips around the swollen morsel and started to suck. Her lips formed a seal at the base and, while her cheeks puffed like a bellows, her tongue caressed the swollen top and sides of the little darling.

“Mmm! Mmm!” Phyllis loudly whimpered in the same tempo as the actions of Marilyn’s mouth, until she cried out “Oh, god! I’m cumming! Keep sucking my clit!”

Even if her friend had wanted to stop, she couldn’t have moved her face away, because Phyllis’s legs had clamped onto her head and were holding her captive while they swung from side to side and back and forth. Marilyn clung tightly until the bosomy young woman cried out ecstatically and rammed against the face that was so snugly pressed against her pussy. After her orgasm, Phil relaxed completely, sagging onto the bed in absolute and utter relaxation. Marilyn greedily devoured all the juices that had gushed from Phyllis’s pussy and backed away, letting the pale legs sprawl onto the bed.

When the voluptuous blonde’s breathing had returned to normal, she moved aside and let Susan take her place with her own pillow under her head, because it was time for their hostess to lie in the middle of her bed and be brought to her orgasm. All the women loved having their pussies eaten and cumming from it, but they also derived pleasure from doing the same for one of their friends, and licking up the fresh juices that were produced. Marilyn had already eaten out Phyllis, meaning Phil would be the one whose tongue brought Sue to an orgasm, while their African-American friend did her part by licking and sucking the brunette’s breasts.

Avid for the exquisite pleasure she knew she was about to experience, Susan spread and raised her legs and let them rest of Phyllis’s shoulders. The bosomy blonde wrapped her arms around her friend’s thighs and leaned in close, to breathe deeply of the heavenly aroma of the cleanly-shaven pussy before her. Having pleased her sense of smell, she began to please her taste buds, and her tongue sluiced up all the fresh juices from Susan’s thighs and crotch. She had tasted them before, and her friend’s fresh nectar was as delicious as Phyllis remembered.

Susan was already in a high state of arousal from what her own mouth had been doing with her beautiful house mates and, besides the juices flowing, she was already squirming on the bed. Two lovely women were pleasuring her orally, and Sue knew she was in for a great orgasm, but she hoped they would take their time about bringing about that wonderful event. Phyllis was of the same mind, as was Marilyn, and their combined licking and sucking would continue until Susan was completely satisfied.

For Phil, that would mean starting on one outer lip and slowly caressing with her tongue up to the Mount of Venus. Eagerly, she pressed her mouth in close to the hairless flesh and started slowly licking her way upward. The skin of the lip was soft and smooth and vibrant, like a living satin pillow, and Phil took her time, her tongue stroking its way up to the mons that was her first goal. By the time she reached it, Susan’s pussy was writhing on the bed and she could hear the brunette’s soft cooing from the pleasure she was receiving from her sorority mates. Phyllis kissed her there and brought her mouth back to devour all the fresh nectar and start licking the other outer lip.

She took a long time again, and had to change her grip on Susan’s thighs, for the highly aroused brunette’s movements were becoming almost violent as her sexual excitement increased. When she reached the mons this time, Sue kissed the soft mound and looked at her friend’s clit. It had almost completely pushed its way out from its protective hood and resembled a beautiful, pink pearl. Phil smiled at that, because she has something special she likes to do when a clit is that beautiful and that exposed.

Marilyn was having fun too, especially since Susan’s nipples were so rigid they were pleasantly stimulating her tongue. She had begun by licking the precious nubbins but, after a few minutes, had drawn the soft globes into her mouth to suck on them while licking the nipples and areolas. She was also elated by Sue’s strenuous movements and blissful moans and whimpers, and wanted to bring her to an orgasm, but take a long time doing it. She knew she would need to get back to studying, but she also knew it would go easier after the sexual interlude with her sorority sisters.

Right at that minute, studying was probably the farthest thing from Susan’s mind. The two mouths pleasuring her had already established the three-way connection among her nipples and her clit, and currents of joy were pouring between those points and throughout her body. She knew she would soon climax, and that it would be a momentous one, and one reason for that was what Phil had started doing.

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Months had passed since my first semester and last semester at college had ended, and I could had finally found my place. A twenty-year-old boy with a cosmetically enhanced ass, living as a full-time sex slave to a man whose name, age, and history were a mystery. I was living the dream.

I handled my own finances, so my parents never noticed when I dropped out. They don’t notice much. Sir says eventually I’ll need to tell them, but for right now, I’m off the grid. It wouldn’t matter if they knew, I’ve made my decision. My whole life I’ve felt lost and misplaced, but now I know where I belong. Impaled on the dick of my master. I owned nothing, not even a pair of clothes. I made no decisions, I just cooked, cleaned, and serviced. It was bliss.

I was currently mummified in Sir’s basement. It was a nice playspace he had created just for our time together. The floors were padded like mattresses, the walls covered in racks of toys, the spaces between them filled with TVs displaying the most depraved pornography. I was in one corner, leather straps binding my by at five-inch intervals, belted shut. My eyes were covered with a black blindfold, and I had no choice but to accept my place. My dick was bound flat but erect to the point of soreness.

I don’t know how long I waited there, but eventually the door opened. Several pairs of footsteps made their way down the stairs, and I could not help but quiver. Sir had mentioned wanting to gangbang me, and as usual he had given no warning. It was the perfect surprise. I could not tell how many people approached me, but someone grabbed my feet and dragged me to the center of the room and began to undo the belts around me.

When I was finally freed, I made no attempt to move, allowing my master to hoist me to my feet like a piece of furniture. My eyes adjusted to the light and I saw five men before me. First was Sir, 40’s-50’s, stocky build, with beautiful salt and pepper hair, and a light beard. He smiled sadistically, and I knew he had something good planned. Behind him were four strangers I knew would soon be inside me. One was a skinnier man with glasses, probably in his 70’s, with wide rimmed glasses, and a look of shock on his face. The next was a dark skinned man, about as old as Sir, but with a shaved head and wide shoulders. After him was a shorter man, about as tall as I was, with a significantly large gut, definitely obese. He was sweating with anticipation, and while I was not in any way attracted to him, I knew it was my duty to submit. The last man was young, only somewhat older than me, looking bored and disinterested. He had blonde hair and was very obviously muscular, his tight clothes struggling to contain his pecs.

“Whore,” my master told me, “These are my friends. They are each going to breed you, and you will serve them as you have served me. Now I think ‘Mr. Blonde’ here will have the first go.”

“Mr. Blonde,” as he was called, stepped forward and grabbed my wrists firmly. I did not struggle as he lead me to the center of the room. I did not resist, staying limp as he cuffed me with the bonds supplied by my master. They were metal cuffs that cut into my wrists, but it was not for me to complain. He hung the cuffs from a hook that dangled from the ceiling. It had been adjusted so that my toes barely touched the ground when I hung from it. I strained to stay till, but I was already becoming sore. “Mr. Blonde” as he was named, stepped out of my view and began rustling with the trinkets adorning the walls.

Without warning, a sharp pinch attacked my testicles. I cried out in pain, looking down to see a metal clip with a small metal weight attached dangling from my scrotum.

“Oh shut up,” Mr. Blonde told me from behind, “You stupid cunt.”

I didn’t respond, trying not to let the sharp pain in my nutsack overwhelm me. Just as I began to get control of the situation, another clip was added and I cried out in pain again. A third clip was added and now my testicles were ablaze. The sensations blended, stretching and pinching from multiple points, it was all so terrible, but I knew I had no choice.

I tried to distract myself once again, listening to the rustling of Mr. Blonde behind me. I had no idea what he was doing, before a sharp crack rang out, and my back felt like it was on fire. My newest tormentor had just flogged the center of my back. Thankfully, it helped shift focus from my undercarriage. It helped distract me even more when the next several strikes painted my upper and lower back red.

“Look at you,” Mr. Blonde told me, striking again and again, trying to get my entire izmir escort back a nice shade of pink, “Not even resisting. It’s pathetic, really, just a dumb animal who needs to be bred.”

I could no longer hold in my struggle and began crying out while felt my skin redden. The strikes got progressively harder, while my skin became even more sensitive. I flat out screamed as the blows began to wind down, becoming more spaced out.

“And this,” My torturer spoke softly, ceasing his assault. “This fat fucking ass,” with that he flogged my ass, Sir’s most prized possession, enhanced with fat from my stomach and tattooed to read “Cum Dump.” “This fat ass is befitting of a cow, not a man.”

The blows to my rear came at incredible speed, one after the other. I felt my sensitive flesh bounce and jiggle endlessly. I cried out, feeling the cold air on my back, and the constant searing pain of my testicles.

“You stupid cow,” Mr. Blonde told me, slowing once again. Only this time he struck with all his might, once, twice, three times, causing me to jump at every blow. I steeled myself for a fourth, but it never came. Tears poured down my cheeks, and I silently hoped it had ended, but a jingling sound behind me said it had not.

Mr. Blonde stood before me, now naked, his hands full of metal clothespins. I winced visibly, causing him to laugh in my face.

“Dumb bitch,” he said, clipping the pins down my abdomen, six in total. I was never great with pain, so tears now flowed freely from my eyes, but I knew I had to take it. This was my life. Mr. Blonde circled behind me and returned with the flogger. I squirmed, causing the pins above and below my waist to exacerbate their violent sensations. “You deserve this, you stupid cunt,” my abuser told me flatly.

With a quick motion, the flogger flew at me, knocking the lowest pin off my flesh. I screamed in agony as it was yanked loose. My face was just as red as I assume my back was.

“Please…” I begged, crying fully.

Mr. Blonde laughed and flogged another clothespin off my body. I screamed in pain, but before I ended, he struck another, this one refusing to come off. That was, until he struck it harder, causing me to flail d convulse in pain. The remaining pins came off in a blur. All I knew was that every inch of my flesh begged for release. Mr. Blonde circled behind me once again, like a shark.

My asshole was well lubricated and plugged, and I assume Sir’s friends knew this. I assume this because the large rubber plug was yanked out of me, my hole gaping wide for all to see. A cock I did not recognize was shoved in roughly, upsetting my intestines that had been shaped by Sir’s many forceful entries. I gasped out, this newcomer not concerned by my pleasure, merely using me as a fleshlight.

“Just an animal,” Mr. Blonde growled in my ear, “Meant for breeding.”

His hands grabbed my copious ass flesh and pulled me back and forth into his pelvis. The pins holding on to my testicles shook and rattled with each thrust, causing immense pain to flood my mind.

“Moo for me you disgusting cow,” The man inside me growled, “Moo like a dumb cow.”

“Mooo!!!” I cried out in pain, not daring to disobey.

“Louder!” Mr. Blonde roared.

“Moooooo!!!!!”

“LOUDER, COW”

“MOOOOOOO!!!! MOOOO!!! MOOOOOOO!!!” I screamed, the pain too much to handle. I continued debasing myself with as many “Moo”s as I could, hoping to end the pain, hopefully pleasing my temporary dom.

It worked fortunately, as the thrusting stopped, and Mr. Blonde stepped away. My own master walked over, beaming proudly, and undid my cuffs, which had torn into my wrists without my knowledge. I fell to the floor, limp and sore, while Sir unhooked my testicles, looking almost concerned. Presumably he wanted me to perform well for the next several men.

“My turn!” One guest yelled, and in moments the obese man stood over me. He was squat, with trunk-like appendages and a stomach that hid his feet from his own vision. “On your back, slut!” He proudly told me, and I sluggishly complied.

Thunderous footsteps followed from behind, until a shadow clouded the lights over my head. With a loud thud, the obese dom fell on top of me, knocking the air from my lungs. I gasped for air, as a small prodding found its way to my asshole.

“You’ve got one nice ass, boy,” The overweight man whispered into my ear, his cock barely entering me, before pulling out, “If you were mine, I’d pay top dollars for the doctors to take my fat and put it in your glutes.”

Even alsancak escort more of his weight shifted onto me, my eyes straining to see while a wet tongue explored my right ear. I felt his gentle thrusts rubbing against my ass cheeks, missing my hole each time.

“Imagine it, you’d be pinned to the floor by your massive butt, stuck there until I decided it was time to pump a load into you,” he whispered. I could barely hear him over the loud ringing that filled my skull, and I hoped he couldn’t last long. “You’d have to survive by taking cum up your intestines, wouldn’t that be nice?”

Finally, he grunted and his hot seed sprayed all over my left ass cheek. It wasn’t much but I was starting to lose consciousness. A large wad of spit landed on my right cheek before the behemoth on top of me rolled off. I gasped and gulped for air, thankfully no one came near me.

Sir squatted next to my head and gently rubbed my hair. I looked up and smiled weakly at him, begging wordlessly to let me prove myself to his friends. He smiled back and stood up, allowing me to roll onto my sore back and look up to see the older man smiling at me, naked.

He had a sparse covering of hair on his head, but the fur became thick as it covered the area below his neck, his chest and stomach matted with it. His groin looked like it had never been shaved, but I knew I had to please him. It was just hair, after all.

With a groan, he sat cross legged on the floor and motioned for me to approach. I climbed up to my hands and knees, and crawled, sashaying my rear like Sir had taught me. I stopped just before the older man, and he smiled kindly.

“You know what roleplay is, right?” He gently spoke to me. I nodded, wondering what was in store. “Just call me daddy then, son.”

I smiled and spoke in a lighter voice, trying to sound naive, but not too young. He wanted roleplay, not pedophilia, “Daddy, can I please suck your cock?”

“Yes you can, son,” He said, joy plastered on his face. I crawled closer and buried my face in his crotch. His wiry hairs brushed my face while I searched for his cock. It took me a moment, but I found his semi-hard dick and began lathering it with my tongue. I drooled on his member, hoping to get it hard while my new “Daddy” moaned and whispered things I couldn’t hear.

When it was finally hard enough, I took the entire appendage down my throat. Sir had trained me well, but it helped that he was only about five inches. I bobbed up and down, taking his entire length, before retreating back to the head, and so on. I felt a swell of pride knowing my new Daddy was enjoying himself.

“Stop! stop,” The owner of the dick I slobbered on told me, eliciting my retreat. “I want to get in that ass before I blow,” he told me. I laid on my back and raised my ankles to my shoulders.

“Please fuck me, Daddy.”

With some effort, Daddy crawled over to me and inserted his average prick inside me. I let out a loud moan to continue the act. It felt good, honestly, but I needed him to be happy. His smile told me I had succeeded.

“Jeez boy, you feel so used,” Daddy panted between thrusts, “I thought you’d be a virgin.”

I was confused for a second before I realized this was a part of his game.

“I was lonely Daddy,” I told him, “I found guys who wanted me, older guys, they reminded me of you. Ohhhh,” I moaned for emphasis, “I wanted you all this time Daddy, I just didn’t know how to ask.”

I thought I saw a tear well up in Daddy’s eye, but I’ll never know because moments later I felt a familiar warmth in my ass. He came just from my dirty talk. I smiled warmly, having enjoyed his company the most, but I was surprised when he leaned down and kissed me. We held our lips together for a short time, before he pulled out and got up.

“Alright, we’re running low on time, so Mr. Black, you’re going to need to share,” Sir told the remaining man, the two of them stepping close to me. Sir had just been looking at his phone, so I wasn’t sure what was going on. I stood up, and suddenly had the back of my knees kicked.

“On your knees, cow,” Mr. Blonde said from behind me. My back tingled just at his voice. Sir lay down in front of me, a gentle smile on his face, his large cock pointing at the ceiling.

“You’re gonna love this, boy, trust me,” He said before snapping his fingers and pointing at his cock. I understood immediately and leaped onto his erection, my sore innards immediately feeling at home with him inside me again. Mr. Black approached me, his dick leveled with my mouth. It buca escort was bigger than the others’, but not as big as Sir’s. I think Sir had planned that.

“Lube me up, slut,” Mr. Black demanded, his white teeth flashing. I opened my mouth just as Sir lifted my waist and brought me back down. I moaned feeling every nerve inside me come to life. Mid-moan, Mr. Black’s cock rammed to the back o my throat. I gagged and sputtered, but soon recovered.

Sir knows every way to pleasure me, so it wasn’t easy to suck Mr. Black’s dick. I oozed precum all over my Master, barely able to focus. My oral skills must have been lacking, because the man in my mouth grabbed the sides of my head and began thrusting in and out on his own. I’d been face-fucked plenty before, so it was easy to just sh off my head and allow myself to enjoy Sir’s cock in my ass. As much as I love being owned, it’s this moment that gets me. My prostate being squashed against his dick, taking over my very soul. It proves that I am just a fucktoy.

“Mr. Black, time to refocus,” Sir told the man above him, looking at his phone again. Mr. Black then pulled out of my mouth, and walked out of my view. I had no idea what he meant, but I soon learned when I felt his dick pressing against Sir’s in my ass.

My eyes widened, and I looked down at Sir, who simply looked stern at me.

“What are you?” He asked.

“A cum dumpster,” I responded.

“Exactly, just enjoy it,” Sir told me. I trusted him.

Mr. Black’s dick popped inside me with little resistance, but a lot of pain. I howled in pain, the only thing helping was that the motion had stopped. I shook, the intense feeling overwhelming me. I gulped in air, and tried focus on the pleasure. That was when I hit Nirvana.

Every pleasure sensor inside me was alive, being touched and tweaked all at once. My lower body went numb, and all I could think of was how badly I needed to cum. Sir wiped some drool off my lip and thrusted into me. Stars shot in front of my vision, and a powerful burst of dopamine punched my brain. I needed another hit.

Sir and Mr. Black took turns sawing in and out of my overtaxed hole, and I couldn’t help but babble at the feeling. I was pulled back to reality when I heard the basement door open, and several feet climb down the stairs. When the new arrivals finally came in view I was shocked. It was my parents.

“JAMES!” My mother cried, her hands covering her mouth.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?” My father roared, his arms around his wife.

I was frozen in terror. My secret life was now public. There was no going back. I was–

“Tell them what you are,” Sir whispered beneath me.

I realized the truth. This wasn’t my secret life, this was who I am. It was time they knew.

“Mom, Dad,” I began, when someone, I think Sir, thrust into me. I moaned loudly, precum squirting out of my painfully erect penis. “I-I’m,” I stammered as the men inside me continued fucking me. “I’m… I’M A WHORE!!!” I finally blurted out, looking my parents in the face. “I’M THEIR WHORE!!! I’M NOTHING BUT A FAT ASS CUM DUMP!!! I NEED DICK MORE THAN I NEED AIR!!! I, OH GOD, I’M GOOD FOR NOTHING BUT GETTING FUCKED!!!” I final gave in and shot my load all over my master, screaming in ecstasy. At that moment I blacked out.

* * *

When I finally came too, I was lying on top of Sir. His cock had softened inside of me, but I still felt incredibly full. His arms were wrapped around me, and he was smiling.

“You did great, you little slut,” He told me. “All my friends told me they wanted to borrow you for weeks at a time, but I said no. Do you know why that is?”

“Because my holes belong to you, Sir,” I beamed.

“That’s right. Your parents left, saying something about not wanting to see you again. I guess that settles that.”

“My fat ass is all yours, Sir.” I responded.

“That’s right it is, though right now it’s filled with more loads of cum than I can count. We’ll need to retrieve a plug or it’ll all pour out when I stand up.” My master added, “You love that, don’t you, cum dump?”

“I do, Sir,” I said, feeling more fulfilled than I ever have.

“I have so many more plans for you, slut,” Sir told me, a wicked grin on his face, “I’ve never seen a whore fit an entire baseball bat in his fat ass, but if anyone can do it, I know it’s you.”

I imagined the feeling of a hard metal pole stretching inside me, and felt a flash of pain. When it subsided, I imagined the pleasure of it. “Maybe we could fit some baseballs in there, too, Sir. Fat asses are meant to be stuffed.”

“That’s right, you whore, now open up,” Sir told me, putting a hand on the top of my head. I opened wide and he spit a wad of saliva into it. I swallowed it greedily before showing my empty mouth off. Sir smiled and grabbed handfuls of my ass, “You are the best piece of fuck meat there is.”

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I am happily married man with a wonderful wife who unfortunately has very conservative views on sex. We only have sex in the missionary position; she will not suck my dick and would never watch porn. Despite all these shortcomings, she is a great woman, wife and mother, and I had never strayed since we started dating or gotten married, until a recent business trip with two co-workers.

I head-up the external operations department for a private accounting firm that assists start-up companies with setting up their accounting department, accounting computer systems and accounting personnel. While setting up new customers, three members of the operations department travel to the customer’s location to set up the accounting departments.

Due to the size of some of our news customers, there are times when two or three nights on the road are required. Our company had just secured a contract with large printing company in Maine and it was my turn in our rotation to travel with two co-workers to the customer for two days of install work. Also in the rotation for this trip were Kathy and Lisa.

Both women were top notch workers, but both were larger women. Kathy was probably 215 pounds with long dark colored hair. Lisa was a black woman, probably a little bigger at 225 pounds, with very large tits.

I on the other hand am your average late 30’s white male. I am 6’1″, 190, medium build, reddish blonde hair, green eyes and a 7″ dick.

After a short workday at the client due to server problems not letting us do the install, the three of us headed back to our hotel for an early dinner and drinks. After dinner that consisted off all office/work talk, the three of us headed to the hotel bar for one more drink before heading to our rooms. As a department head, I was rewarded with a suite with several separate rooms and a king-size bed. Kathy and Lisa on the other hand were assigned one standard room with double beds.

As we finished our drinks and it still only 6:30 p.m., Lisa told us that she was going to head to the hotel pool for some water exercise. Kathy thought this sound good after a long day and asked if I would like to join them. I told them that I was not really into swimming. Lisa then said there was also a hot tub and sauna in the hotel and after learning this; I told them that I was into some time in both the hot tub and sauna. That being settled, we all headed off to our rooms to change. I took some extra time to call my wife and check in and let her know everything was going well and I was looking forward to relaxing at home.

As I got to the pool area, I heard splashes coming from the pool and could tell instantly it was Lisa and Kathy. As I got to the hot tub, I jumped right in to let the hot water work its magic. As I lay back with my eyes closed, I felt someone getting into the tub with me. It was Lisa and Kathy and they told me the pool was to cold and if it was okay to join me in the hot tub. I told them no problem there was plenty of room. As it turned out, with their wide-bodies, there was not a lot of room and we were closer than we probably should have been as co-workers with our legs touching every so often.

As the 15 minute timer went off, I decided to take a breather from the hot tub and go into the sauna to sweat some of the drinks out of my system. The girls decided to get back into the pool. Just as I had sat down in the sauna, the door opened and in walked Lisa and Kathy telling me the pool was to cold after the hot tub and figured to try the sauna.

As we sat in the sauna, Lisa said, “This sauna is making me sweat.” Kathy replied, “That is what it is supposed to make you do, sweat our all of the impurities, you are also supposed to go in them nude.”

“What girl, naked?” said Kathy, “Yes, totally naked to let all of your body expel all of its impurities,” laughed Lisa.

I was sitting there on the sauna, only partially listening to the conversation with my eyes closed.

“Ok…let’s get naked to see how it feels,” said Kathy. With that, my eyes jumped wide open and I noticed both Kathy and Lisa staring at me and laughing. “What did izmir escort you think, we were going to give you a free show,” said Lisa laughing almost as hard as Kathy. “We got you with that one, said Kathy.

“Yes you did, I think I’ve had enough of the sauna for tonight, I think I am going to head to my room for a shower, see you ladies tomorrow for breakfast,” I said leaving the sauna.

Kathy and Lisa left the sauna a few minutes later and were headed back to their adjoining rooms when Lisa started laughing out loud.

“What is up with you girl,” asked Kathy. “I was just thinking about the look on Larry’s face when you said you were going to get naked, do you think he was excited about seeing what you had to offer or afraid?” asked Lisa. “I don’t know, but his reaction was classic and I would love to see it again, are you thinking the same thing I am,” asked Kathy.

“Maybe a little teasing fun or maybe a little more than teasing if everything goes right, you up for that Kath,” said Lisa. “I know I am up for it, the better question is can we get Larry “up” for it, said Kathy as they both got to Lisa’s room and burst out laughing.

“Hey Lar, its still to early to got to sleep, Kathy and I are bored, we want to come hang out with you, we really never get the chance to hang out casually and talk to you, are you up for some company and make a drink or two from the bar in your room,” asked Lisa over the phone.

“Yea, it is a little early, give me about 15 minutes to hit the shower and get dressed then head on up, my suite is probably more comfortable than your room,” said Larry. “Great, Kath and I will bring some snacks and we can talk and watch some TV or maybe rent a movie, see you in about 20 minutes.

After a short shower for both women and both agreeing to dress in t-shirts, no bras and sleeping shorts, no panties for their little tease-fest, they were knocking on the door to Larry’s suite. I headed to the door in my standard sleep ware…t-shirt and mesh shorts.

“Come on in ladies, you both are looking refreshed after your swimming and sauna experience, but I do have some bad news for both of you. I just got off the phone with IT people at the plant and their server is dead and they will not have a new one ready for our install until the day after tomorrow, so we have a free day tomorrow, but are stuck here for an extra night and day, sorry about the bad news,” Larry explained to them.

Both seemed okay with the news and all three of us decided that with nothing to do tomorrow, hanging out and maybe watching a movie made a lot of sense.

“You want to just hang out for a while or watch a movie right away,” I offered.

“Let’s just hang out for a while, and while do you have such a great room and Kathy and I are jammed into a tiny little soup can,” questioned Lisa.

Lisa and Kathy both headed for the coach and stretched their heavy legs out onto the coffee table as I brought the beers into them and sat facing them in a overstuffed chair.

As I went to sit down, the girls burst out laughing while looking at each other…”So what is funny,” I asked. “

“We were talking about the look on your face when Kathy said she was getting naked in the sauna, it was priceless:” said Lisa. “It did get my full attention, I will give you that. So what do you guys want to talk about, the plans for the install in a couple days,” I asked.

“No thanks, we can come up with a better topic than that I hope,” pleaded Lisa. “How about a game of truth and dare, I haven’t played that in probably 20 years.”

I was surprised by the suggestion partly because the game was teenage game and also because it sort of a sexual-related game and I had no sexual-related thoughts about either Kathy or Lisa.

“Truth or dare sounds cool to me, it will be fun to act like teenager again, at least for one night,” agreed Kathy.

I was not sure about this, but I agreed to play as long as we all agreed that it would not go too far and both girls agreed. We all agreed that if you refused a dare or to answer truth question, you alsancak escort would need to do a shot. I agreed to start and asked Kathy for a truth question.

“Is it true that the guys had two strippers come into the office for Mike’s bachelor party last month,” asked Kathy.

“Before I answer that question, I need to make sure we all agree that anything we say or do in this room tonight, stays in the this room,” The girls agreed. So I told them that yes we had two strippers dressed like conservative saleswomen come to the office and do a great job as adult entertainment.

It was now my turn to question Lori and she chose truth.

“Did you hook-up with Brad Daniels after last year’s company Christmas party,” I asked.

“I ended up kissing him a few times in the parking lot after the party, but that is where it ended,” answered Lori.

“I say we do nothing but dare from now on, truth is pretty lame, I could give a shit about who is making out with who, everyone agree,” suggested Kathy.

Both Lisa and I agreed with Kathy although, I was not sure what I was getting myself into.

It was Lisa’s turn to ask a question to Kathy and she choose dare. “I dare you to stand up and lift your shirt and flash Larry and me your big black titties,” said Lisa.

“What, you are kidding girl,” Kathy asked incredibly.

“No kidding here, do the dare or do the shot,” replied Lori.

Not 30 seconds later, Kathy stood up and flashed me her large, black sagging tits. Wow…they were huge with the biggest nipples I have ever seen. “Are you happy now that I did it,” Kathy asked Lori. Lori replied that Kathy should ask me if I was happy now and with that comment, conversation stopped as it was Kathy’s turn again to ask me a question and I chose are.

“I dare you to kiss Lisa’s feet and suck her toes for 20 seconds and don’t worry she just showered and they are clean,” laughed Kathy. I then told Kathy I was not into foot worship and she told me if I was chicken, I could do a shot. After thinking about it for a minute, I went over to the couch got down on my knees and took Lisa’s foot and kissed it and sucked on one of her toes and after I started to do it, it was not that bad, it was actually a small turn-on for me and I knew it was a turn-on for Lisa as she was moaning everything I licked a little harder.

After the foot kissing was done, I got to issue a dare to Lisa. My dare was for her to make out with Kathy for one minute. “Wow, this game has taken a strange turn, but she then leaned over and started kissing Kathy on her big, full black lips. Between to foot kissing and the girls kissing, I was starting to get turned on by these to very big girls. There were not just kissing, they were licking and sucking on each other’s faces like they were ice cream cones. It was at this point that I started to smell a strong odor of pussy in the air from both women and due to their size, the smell was very potent.

It was now Kathy’s turn for a dare from Lisa. “I want you to strip off all over your clothes and masturbate for Larry and me for two minutes,” she told Kathy. “You bitch, you want me to show off my big black naked body, while you two whitey’s get to stay fully clothed,” Kathy complained. “That’s the dare if you don’t want to do it, you can pussy out and do a shot,” replied Lisa.

“Fuck you bitch, I will do it,” hissed Kathy. She then stood up and pulled her large t-shirt over her head and exposed her large black sagging tits to Lisa and me and then she pushed her shorts down between her massive thighs and stood naked in front of us. “Well, get on with playing with yourself,” pushed Lisa.

With that comment, Kathy sat back down on the couch and spread her legs and put her whole fat hand on her pussy and started pulling on her cunt lips real hard and you could hear the wetness seeping from her fat black pussy. Both Lisa and I were staring at Kathy as she got more and more into fingering and fucking herself in front of us.

As I dared to look away, I noticed Lisa was staring at me and the tent that my hard dick buca escort was making in my blue basketball shorts. “Enjoying the game,” she asked. What do you think I replied quickly and grabbed and rubbed my hard dick through my pants for her benefit?

Lisa then looked away and told Kathy that her two minutes were up and she had to stop.

“Stop, fuck that, I am a horny black bitch right now, I need to cum.,” she hissed back at Lisa.

That’s not part of the game, so get your clothes back on it is your turn to give Larry a dare,” pushed Lisa.

Ok, okay, ok…but I am not putting my clothes back on, you both have already seen everything I have, so why get dressed again. Larry, I dare you to crawl over to Lisa and pull her shorts off and lick her pussy until she cums,” said Kathy

I was stunned, we had had some fun so far, but I thought we may be getting to close to crossing a line that should not be crossed.

“Are you to sure about this, if we go much further, this may change some things,” I asked.

“What are you afraid to…lick my pussy,” said Lisa. “No not at all, I love to eat pussy and happen to be pretty good at it, but we do work together and we all are either married or are in committed relationships, that is why I am asking,” I replied.

“I thought we were just having some innocent fun and that everything that happened here stayed in the room and just between us, besides, I am the only on naked so far and I want to see some white dick very soon,” said Kathy.

I thought for a moment and decided to go for it and crawled over to Lisa and pulled very wet shorts down and tossed them over to Kathy who put them up to her face and inhaled their womanly scent.

As Lisa and I watched this, Lisa grabbed my head and pulled it roughly into her very wet and hairy cunt. She was almost strangling and suffocating me at the same time. I pushed back a little bit and all she did was hold my face to her big cunt and keep pushing it up against my face. I had to start to lick her ad suck her pussy to keep from drowning in the pussy juice.

Right there, keep biting my pussy right there, she screamed as I started to bite and chew on her clit and long cunt lips. I slowly got more comfortable with the position of my neck and her cunt and started to lick deep strokes up and down her pussy from the top of her clit down to the edge of her asshole.

“Look at the white boy eat that pussy…is he really licking your asshole Lisa,” asked Kathy.

“This boy can eat and lick pussy and ass like nobody’s business, I am ready to cum already,” screamed Lisa. No sooner did she say that than she exploded and squirted pussy juice all over my face. “Kath you got to get this boy to eat you out, his tongue is good,” sighed a worn out Lisa.

“I’m wet and ready to get licked by that tight-assed white boy,” screamed Kathy. “Who is going to take care of me and my hard problem,” I painfully asked.

“I will take care of your hard problem. Let’s go to the bedroom, said Lisa.

With that the three of us headed to my king size bed with Lisa pushing me down onto my back. “Kath crawl up and straddle his face while I take care of his cock,” said Lisa. “You ride his face and I am going to ride his cock and fuck him hard.”

Kathy then crawled up and straddled my face and then moved forward and sat her wet, black pussy on my face and started to grind away. As I could not see past the black hole that was riding my face, I felt Lisa pull my shorts down and start to lick my dick, balls and asshole. Lisa sucked me like a lollipop and then climbed up and put my dick inside her pussy hard and fast.

As I started to moan, the vibration of my mother must have hit the right spot in Kathy’s pussy as she started to cum hard on my face and I had to swallow fast or I may have choked on all of the cunt juice that was shooting into my mouth.

I kept swallowing and fucking until Kathy caught her breath and climb off of my face. When this happened, I pull Lisa off my dick, laid her on the bed and jumped between her legs and started fucking her hard and not 20 seconds later, my dick started to shoot my cum deep into her pussy and my cumming put Lisa over the edge and had I huge orgasm.

After all three of us recovered and caught our breath, Kathy asked, “You two do know we have a totally free day tomorrow, we are going to need to find something to keep the day moving, any ideas?”

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This is a story of fiction and not meant to be true in any sense of the word. Please do not take it as such because it is a fantasy. Thanks for reading and all comments are welcome.

*

Chris awoke the next morning thinking he had had the most wonderful dream. When suddenly he realized that it was not a dream and it was real, his mother had actually jacked him off. He did not remember when she left but he knew she would be back today because he started physical therapy today. Yet, he wondered how she would act towards him after last night. What would he say to her? He knew things would be different now but he still wanted more, he just hoped that his mother would to.

Carolyn stared at the bathroom mirror trying to get ready to go to the hospital. She was as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof. She still could not believe what she did last night. It was as if she was in another world. She remembers sitting in her chair waiting on Eve to come back and the next thing she knew she was jacking her son off and begging him to cum, then before she knew it, she was making out with the Eve. She had never even kissed a woman before but as she replayed the incident in her mind, she realized how hot it made her. She knew it was wrong and she had to tell Chris it could never happen again, yet she knew in the back of her mind, she would not be able to control her urges around him. She finally made her mind up that she was going to walk in and act as if nothing happened.

By the time Carolyn got to Chris’s room the doctor and a young nurse were waiting on her because she had to bring Chris some shorts and a tee shirt to wear to physical therapy. She was glad they were there because it meant she would not have to talk about what happened last night. The young nurse introduced herself as Kay.

The three of them helped Chris sit up in the bed so they could help him put his shirt on. They slid his gown down over his shoulders and helped him put his arms through the sleeves, then gently pulled the shirt over his head. Carolyn handed Kay Chris’s shorts while the doctor finished removing his gown, it was at this moment things get interesting. Suddenly the doctor gasped, Carolyn and Kay looked to see what was wrong; Chris was sitting there proudly sporting a huge erection.

Now being a doctor, Marcia Brown had seen hundreds of cocks in her life but nothing as magnificent as this young man had on him. She could not believe the size of it, not only was it long it was thick, she was positive that she could not get her hand all the way around it. She was practically staring at it.

She thought. ‘Get a hold to herself girl, you are a professional, you can’t be acting like a little schoolgirl who has just seen her first dick. Still, I know one thing; I will be sure and give him some extra special Doctor to patient care.’

Meanwhile, Kay was practically drooling. She had just turned 24 and just finished nursing school but none of her studies had prepared her for this moment. She was by no means a virgin but the few boyfriends she had had were not even half as big as Chris was. She knew that as soon as they got him to physical therapy she was going to go on her break and find her a nice quiet place to masturbate. She just hoped that no one noticed the dampness between her legs.

Chris could not help but smile as he watched the three women staring at his big dick. He thought. ‘This is amazing; they are looking at me like I am a god.’

Through all of it though, he could not stop looking at his mother, she looked amazing. While he was worried how she would react after last night, he could tell by the look on her face that he had nothing to worry. He just had to play his cards right and he knew that he could get her to do anything he wanted.

Carolyn could not believe it, here she was not 24 hours since she had given Chris a handjob and she was lusting after him again. She could tell by the looks on the faces of the other two women she was not alone.

At that moment, she felt a pang of jealousy. Her feelings were all mixed up, how could she be jealous, he was her son not her lover. At that time she looked over and saw Chris looking at her, she was embarrassed, but at the same time, she could see the love in his eyes. With Chris, looking at her that way, it gave her a warm feeling all over. She knew right then everything would be all right.

After the women caught their breath, they finished putting Chris’s shorts on. The doctor said she would see Chris after he returned from therapy.

Carolyn and Kay then wheeled Chris down to physical therapy. It seemed to Chris the two women were almost fighting to see who would push his wheelchair.

After going down two long halls and making a right turn, they were arrived at physical therapy. The first thing Chris saw when he entered the room was the beautiful redheaded Latin woman with huge tits.

He thought. ‘I sure hope she’s my therapist, she must have the biggest tits I have ever seen.’

Then to his surprise, izmir escort she turned and started walking towards them. She said. “You must be Chris I have heard so much about you, my name is Maria. I want to know up front, you have a lot of hard work in front of you and I am going to give you the workout of a lifetime.”

Chris kind of chuckled to himself and thought. ‘I’ll just bet you are.’

With that, Kay told him she would see him when he got through with his workout.

The minute Kay left; she practically ran back to the nurses’ station and informed them she was taking her break. She hurriedly went outside to her Jeep Grand Cherokee. She got in and pulled around to the very back part of the parking lot underneath a big oak tree. She was so flustered that as she pulled off her clothes and climbed in the back she forgot to look and see if anyone was around. At this point; she did not really care, she just knew she had to cum.

She started frantically frigging herself and thinking. ‘My god, I don’t believe I have ever seen a dick that, it was enormous. I don’t even think I could fit my hand around it and I know I couldn’t fit it in my mouth. Still if I get the chance I’m damn sure going to try because I know one way or another it will fit into my pussy.’

She knew one thing for sure; right now, she was as turned on as she had been in her whole life. Her fingers did not seem to be doing the trick though; she needed something inside of her. She grabbed her purse and started frantically digging through it but the only thing she could find was her hairbrush so she grabbed it and started ramming the handle in and out of her cunt as fast as she could. While one hand was fucking her pussy, the other hand was pinching one of her nipples.

She was oblivious to anything going on around her; she just knew she had to cum and cum now. Her hairbrush was going in and out of her pussy so fast it was just a blur; she could feel her orgasm building and knew it would not be long now. With one long last push, she had a mind-blowing orgasm.

As she was coming down from her orgasm, she looked around and could have sworn she saw someone watching her from behind the big oak tree. Even though she thought, someone was watching her she could not see anybody so she hurriedly got dressed and went back to work.

Dr. Marcia Brown had left some paperwork in her car and was going to get it when she saw the young nurse getting into her jeep. She didn’t think much of it at the time until she saw the girl stripping off her clothes and climbing into the back seat.

Marcia had always been somewhat of a voyeur so she slipped behind the big oak tree and started watching her. She thought to herself. ‘Damn, I bet I know what has her all worked up, after seeing a cock that size there’s no way you can do anything but get wet. I know it had my pussy dripping.’

The Doctor could not help but rub her breasts at the thought of the big cock sliding in and out of her pussy while watching this young girl playing with herself in the parking lot. She was horny too.

Looking around to make sure no one could see her; she slowly lifted up her skirt and began to rub her pussy through her panties. It was not long before she had a steady rhythm going and thought she could cum any minute but suddenly the young nurse had finished and was climbing out of her jeep and straightening up her uniform.

The doctor stopped what she was doing and made sure she was out of the young woman’s view, then straightened up her skirt and retrieved the papers from her car and took them inside and put them on her desk and informed her secretary she would be taking a long lunch.

Carolyn then introduced herself to Maria and told her she wanted to learn everything she could to help Chris with his physical therapy. She wanted to do anything to help him get better.

Maria said everything would be fine and they would get started right away. After helping Chris onto the mat, she started showing Carolyn some simple range of motion exercises.

She would lift his arm and rotate it around; explaining she needed to do this to keep him from losing any movement in is shoulders.

She then grabbed his leg with one hand firmly on his thigh and the other hand on the heel of his foot and slowly began to lift his leg slowly straight up in the air, when his leg was 90° up in the air she began to slowly bend his foot by the toe down toward his stomach. She explained this was to help him keep his muscle tone.

After doing this 10 times on each leg, she placed her left hand on his thigh and her right hand on his ankle and began moving his leg side to side. She explained this exercise was to keep his hip joints flexible.

Carolyn then tried the exercises and assured herself she would have no problem doing these exercises with him at home.

Chris was finding it difficult to keep from getting a hardon with Maria jumping around from one side of the mat to the other alsancak escort with her big tits bouncing everywhere. After what happened next, he knew he was fighting a losing battle.

Maria climbed up on the mat and straddled his crotch facing his feet. She then, reached and grabbed the top of his feet and started pulling them back to his knee. While she was doing this, she seemed to be rocking back and forth, the whole time telling Carolyn that this would need to be done every day to keep his feet from wanting to droop down.

The rocking motion was getting the best of Chris and he could feel cock began to harden when suddenly, Maria felt it too. His cock was firmly pressing into her ass.

She thought. ‘I know one thing that is not drooping. Damn, he must have a log between his legs.’

Chris started to apologize but she told him not to worry.

She said. “That it was a natural reaction and he was not the first guy to have it happen while she was performing this exercise on them but he was definitely the biggest.”

When she finished the exercise, she took Carolyn into her office to get her some pamphlets and explain to her how important these exercises were.

Carolyn said she understood and she would make sure they were done every day.

Maria told her. “I know how hard it must be on you being a single mother and having to work and take care of your son at the same time, if you would like, when he goes home from the hospital, I would be more than happy to help you with his therapy. Free of charge of course.”

Carolyn told her. “Thank you very much I would really appreciate that. Your right, I am going to have my hands full at least for a little while. Maybe while he is still here in the hospital you can show my sister Lea how to do these exercises because she can help me some of the time.”

Maria said that would be a good idea and handed her, her card (her hand lingering on Carolyn’s) and told her to call her and they would set up a schedule. She also told her not to worry about coming back the rest of the week; she would take care of Chris so Carolyn would not have to miss any more work.

Carolyn rolled Chris back to his room without a word spoken between them. Neither of them knew what to say to each other so there was just awkward silence. Chris was just about to say something to his mother when Kay came bounding through the door.

Kay asked Chris how his therapy went and he told her just fine.

Kay and Carolyn helped Chris back into bed and after Carolyn was sure Chris was comfortable she told him she had some errands to run and she would see him later.

Kay sat down beside Chris and they started idly chatting when she slowly reached over and started rubbing Chris’s big cock. The faster she rubbed the bigger he got.

Chris finally told her. “Why don’t you take it out? I think it needs some air. It’s so hard it hurts.”

With that said Kay whipped out his big dick and began to lick up and down the side of his shaft, she had just started getting into it when suddenly the door opened and in walked Dr. Brown.

The Doctor hollered. “You horny little slut, how dare you. I would have thought you would have calmed down by now, especially after what I saw you doing to yourself in the back of your Jeep!”

After a long pause the doctor said “Oh what the hell, who am I a fooling, get over here you little bitch and suck my pussy! From now on you will do what I say, when I say! Do you understand?”

Kay nodded yes, went and knelt before the doctor, and began to pull the doctor’s panties down. She started to run her tongue up and down the doctors slit making the doctor very wet.

The doctor started telling Kay. “That’s it you little bitch, suck my cunt like the little whore you are! You like sucking my cunt, don’t you! From now on, you will do exactly as I say, won’t you, you little bitch! Answer me whore!

Kay meekly answered. “Yes doctor, I will do anything you say, I am your whore.”

While Kay was eating Dr. Brown’s pussy, Dr. Brown was hungrily sucking on Chris’s cock; her tongue was swirling around the big mushroom head driving Chris crazy and her hand frantically playing with his big balls.

Kay was licking and sucking fast and hard on Dr. Brown’s clit trying to bring her off as fast as she could, Kay loved eating pussy almost as much as sucking on a big dick.

Dr. Brown was fastly approaching her orgasm as she continued to lick and suck on Chris’s cock, when Chris finally said. “Doc, why don’t you climb up here on top and I’ll give you what you really want, and Kay you come up here and straddle my face and I will give your pussy the proper licking that it deserves.”

Kay looked a little disappointed; she really wanted a chance to ride the big cock in front of her but she decided she better not piss off the doctor. Tomorrow would be another day.

The two women stopped and did exactly as Chris instructed.

As the Doctor buca escort began slowly to lower herself onto Chris’s cock, she began to wonder if she could take all of it. After lowering herself a couple of inches at the time she finally hit her cervix and she began to impale herself up and down his cock at a frenetic pace.

Dr. Brown started talking to herself. “Oh so good, big beautiful cock, no one has ever been this deep inside of me. Feels so good, So hard and he fills me so full. Kay, you dirty little whore, if you play your cards right I might let you feel what it’s like to fuck a real man! “

In the meantime Kay finally was astraddle Chris’s face and he was eating her pussy for all of its worth. The two women began to kiss and play with each other’s tits; it was as if they were the only three people left in this world.

What the three lovers did not know was, they had an audience, the head RN (Ms. Patricia Knox) was looking for Kay when she happened upon the three making love. She stood just inside the door, in shock at first, and then with total infatuation, as the sight before her woke up inhibitions she had not felt in a very long time.

The three lovers were just about to reach their peak when Ms. Knox decided it would be best if she just slipped back out of the room. She could not help but take one last peek at the three lovers as she quietly closed the door.

Kay started moaning louder and louder, it was as if she did not care who heard her but the doctor knew her career was on the line, so she grabbed Kay behind the head and forced her mouth onto one of her tits.

With Kay sucking on her tit, it sent her over the edge and she began to cum.

Chris could feel the doctor’s pussy contracting and squeezing his dick like a vice and that was all it took as he began squirting load after load of his baby making cum into the good doctor.

Almost immediately, the good doctor remembered she was not on the pill. She was going to have to run to her office and douche immediately.

Unfortunately, for her what she did not know was, one of Chris’s potent seeds had found one of her fertile eggs.

After they all came down from their euphoric high, they agreed to do this again but after, Chris got out of the hospital.

As soon as Carolyn was home, she ran to her bedroom practically ripping her clothes off and snatching her vibrator from her side dresser drawer. She was soaking wet and it took no time until she was ramming the vibrator in and out of her snatch.

The whole time she was screaming and hollering. “That’s it you big dicked fucker, fuck your mother and fuck her hard! Make me cum now! I am your whore, ooh yeah, that’s it, right there, don’t stop, oh no, don’t stop you big dicked fucker!”

Before she knew it, she was Cumming and squirting her juices everywhere. Her bed sheets were practically soaked.

As she lay there, she knew that her life was to be changed forever. There was no way she could deny Chris of anything he wanted, including her body. It was at this point she decided to have a talk with Chris and try to discourage anymore hanky panky between the two of them.

Denise and her friend Melanie stopped by after lunch to see how Chris was getting along. Chris told them everything was going great, he really could not be any better except for his injuries.

He told them. “I sure could use a cold beer though.”

They all laughed and the girls told him they would try to sneak a couple in tomorrow.

Then unexpectedly, Denise asked him if he had any more wild adventures with the nurses. He did not even have to answer, she could tell by the look on his face.

She wanted to know everything but Chris was a little embarrassed talking about it in front of Melanie. Denise told him not to worry because she told Melanie everything.

As Chris began to tell the girls about everything, making sure to leave the part out where his mom jacked him off the night before, Denise began to rub his dick inside his shorts.

Meanwhile, Melanie was rubbing her breasts and fingering herself under her shorts.

Chris could not believe what happened next.

Denise looked at Melanie and told her. “I know I have told you how big Chris’s dick is but why don’t you come and find out for yourself.

Melanie walked over to where Denise was rubbing Chris’s dick and slowly reached out and began to rub were Denise was rubbing.

Denise spoke to Melanie. “That’s it Sweetie, can you fill how big it is?”

While Melanie was rubbing Chris’s dick, Denise began to pull his shorts down and when his big cock popped out from its confines.

Melanie gasped and said. “Oh my god he’s huge, I thought you were exaggerating but now I think you were underestimating his size.”

Denise told her. “Well, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and suck that monster. I’ll bet you can’t even get your mouth around it. I know it took me a week before I could do it. If you are as good as you say you are, maybe next time, I’ll let you fuck him.”

Melanie needed no more encouragement as she wrapped her lips around his dick and started sucking him for all she was worth. After a few minutes, she was finally able to get half of him in her mouth but even as hard as she tried, she still could not all of him down her throat.

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I had gone to the basement of the home I was viewing and began to poke around. The owners were at work so other than the work crew building the addition outside I was alone. I had walked the whole thing when something caught my eye through the window on the east wall which looked out on the neighbor’s backyard. When I focused on what it was my heart began to race. The young girl next door was in the backyard next to the picnic table wearing only a towel. Now what is she up to I wondered. The local community college student(she had a bumper sticker on her car which I’d seen her pull up in shortly after my arrival) removed her towel and set it on the table. WOW!!! Her body was that lean yet womanly curvaceous kind that allowed her to have a heart-shaped healthy ass without looking fat. The thong left nothing to the imagination. She had shoulder length brown hair, a short oval face with high cheekbones and nice 34 or 36c tits. A Forrest Gump moment please- I was droolin’! She began applying oil to her legs and that was when I unzipped and began stroking my very hard cock because she had to bend over to do it. That ass! It dominated my entire field of vision. When she started applying it to her ass cheeks I almost blew it all over the floor.

“Make sure you clean up if you bust a nut.” I froze in midstroke and slowly looked over to my left to see one of the workers from the crew standing there looking out the window. I hadn’t even noticed his arrival(small wonder)and just stood there mouth agape until I realized that I was still standing there with my cock in my hand.

“Uh, I uh, umm-“

“Listen bro don’t worry. We’ve all been down here spankin’ it to this chick all week. We’re pretty sure she knows it too.” He smiled. Somehow that put me at ease and I began pumping slowly.

“There you go.” he said as he began pulling his own meat out. It was already at full mast and maybe 7″ long, about my size but not as thick. Not bad though. He noticed me looking and turned towards me and began pumping it leisurely.

“Go ahead and get a better look bro I don’t mind.” he now had his pants around his ankles and I could see his plum-sized hairless balls hanging between his legs. From this angle I could see that his thick cockhead was dark red and slowly turning purple with new blood racing to engorge his already raging cock even more. He was getting more aroused from me looking!

“Hey, don’t freak out or nuthin’ but me and the guys are from outta town and this is our third job in two months so I haven’t had any in awhile. The way you keep staring at my cock makes me think you want to touch it and to be honest, if you did I would love it.”

This had gotten really strange in a very short period of time and I didn’t know what to think. I knew what I wanted to do but I was afraid…afraid of getting caught and afraid of being branded a fag. Wait a minute, who was I afraid of, him? He was the one who suggested it so he sure as hell wasn’t going to ridicule me. The owners were at work and wouldn’t be due back for hours.

I reached out and for the first time since I was a teenager I touched another cock. It was very hot to the touch and gently throbbing. izmir escort I began to pump him slowly as he began to softly moan. It looked very nice–nice enough to eat. In seconds I was on my knees and looking it head on so to speak. He began moaning even more and I took the head into my mouth. A surge of lust coursed through me and I took his whole cock making sure to keep my teeth out of the way.

“Oh God that’s awesome man, swallow me whole.” His hips began to involuntarily pump which began forcing his still swelling cock deeper into my throat. My own cock was rock hard and leaking lots of juices. His thrusting became even more frenzied and I almost choked several times. I realized I was moaning almost as much as he was and began kneading his balls which were shrinking up against him.

“Oh yeah you like it when I fuck your mouth like that don’t you?”he asked in a pant.

“Um-hmm!”, I responded.

“Then I’m going to fuck the shit out of your throat and blow all of my hot come down it!”, he almost yelled as his hips picked up the pace and I had to grab his thighs to hold steady while he pounded in and out of my mouth. His sperm filled balls were bouncing off of my chin on every stroke and my saliva mixed with his pre-come was beginning to drool out from around his cock and hang from my lips as it was forced out by his thrusts.

Within seconds his cock started to jump around in my mouth and he began whispering over and over that he was going to blow. Suddenly his cock twitched twice and swelled even more and a jet of sperm shot into the back of my throat while I was on the backstroke. He was moaning unintelligible words the whole time. His cock twitched again and then began firing jet after jet of sperm until I couldn’t keep swallowing the musky salty come fast enough and it started to leak out of my mouth. Finally it stopped shooting and began to just ooze even more. I just kept swallowing as fast as possible and began stroking what was left into my mouth by hand until he went limp and pulled back.

“You missed some,” he said as he indicated with a nod a small pool that had collected on the floor below me. I kneeled down on all fours to lick it up when I felt a hand on my naked ass caress my left cheek. Panic set in as I realized some of his friends must’ve come down to see where he was for so long.

“Caught him jerkin’ off to the girl next door so I joined him and he wanted a taste,”the first one explained.

“He’s really good with his mouth but I don’t know about his other hole.”

“I uh haven’t tried that before,” I stammered, fear thickening my voice. I began to stand up when the man behind me pushed down on my lower back with a lot of power forcing me to stay on all fours.

“Well you could have fooled us,” he said.

“Why don’t you just relax a little and think about what we’re offering. We’ll go slow and stop if you need us to.” As he was speaking I felt a finger begin to gently massage my exposed anus. It felt really good and I made a noise of lust as my hard cock twitched a little.

“I guess that’s a ‘yes’ ” he said and I felt his tongue replace the alsancak escort finger and then I really began to moan. When I opened my eyes a few seconds later another man, the third on their crew had pulled his pants down and was jerking off to the scene in front of him.

“Why don’t we move this to the couch,” he said as he stood up and began taking his clothes off.

As I undressed I noticed that there were four of them and all were getting undressed. A lump of fear perched in my throat.

The second one who had been playing with my ass said,”Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you get off and that you feel no pain. Coming with a dick in your ass makes you pop like you wouldn’t believe.”

Three heads began nodding in agreement as the two I hadn’t seen until a moment ago paired off and went down on each other.

The other two approached me and the one I had sucked off said, ” Allow me to repay the favor,” and laid on his back motioning for me to hover over him in a 69 position. As I got down on all fours on top of him he took my raging hard-on in his mouth while I reciprocated and began sucking life back into his. The other one knelt behind me and began rimming my asshole again which had me moaning like crazy.

After a little while Jim, the one 69ing with me was hard again and began licking my balls. Bob, the one rimming me switched to fingers and began teasing my wet hole until I had completely relaxed allowing him to fit his index finger in up to the last knuckle. I will say that their was a slight burning sensation as it slid home but it felt good and really naughty to have this guys finger in my ass while I 69ed with another guy. He slowly slid it in and out while massaging my ass cheek with his other hand and it felt awesome so I began to push back to get more. That’s when he added a second finger and it felt just as good.

After a few minutes of that he said kind of breathlessly, “I think you’re ready for the real thing,” and slowly withdrew his fingers.

As I felt him reposition behind me I didn’t get scared because if it felt as good as his fingers then I was in for a good ride. He put the head against my hole and slowly began pushing. I felt a fair amount of pressure and a little pain as my sphincter began to stretch to accommodate it. The head being wider than the rest I of course began to feel more pain and grunted but he just kept on going while he said, ” if I stop with the head halfway it’ll hurt worse, but once I pop past that little ring of muscle we’re home free.”

Suddenly he was in and I could feel my ass beginning to fill up. At first it was a lot of pressure and then he began his out stroke and it felt even better. He pumped in and out of me slowly, never going all the way in or out , just letting my ass get used to the intrusion. After a while he increased his depth and began feeding more and more on each return stroke. I loved it. My cock was oozing a ton of pre-come and I began bucking back at him as the pleasure intensified.

“Fuck my butt,” I said.

“Oh yeah, I’m gonna fuck your butt,” he said as he slapped my ass.

That was too much. My buca escort orgasm came on like a freight train. I began fucking my ass onto his cock like mad as I yelled I was coming. My hips were pumping back on their own as my orgasm took over. My body broke out in the chills and a little electric jolt shot through me as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me and I began squirting cum into Jim’s mouth as Bob’s cock stimulated my prostate, slamming in and out of me.

As it subsided I came back to Earth and realized Bob still going at my ass when he yelled something and I felt his cock inflate to an enormous size and then start bathing the inside of my ass with lots of hot cum. It felt good and soothed my now slightly sore asshole.

Bob pulled out and I noticed I still had a hard cock in front of me. I devoured it even though I had just cum, but Jim pulled out of my mouth and went over to one of the other guys and said, “No offense but I want a little booty and you need a little rest.”

He was right, I needed a breather. I watched as the last guy on their crew get down on all fours and let Jim start fucking him in the ass. As I watched I could see the pleasure begin to tell on the face of the man he was screwing. I knew exactly what he was feeling and started to relive my most recent experience. Pretty soon I was hard and stroking off.

The third guy who had been sucking off the one Jim was currently fucking was hard as hell and came over and asked if I was ready for more.

“Damn right I am, only I want to do some fucking now. How about you?”

“Sure, I like it up the ass to,” he said as he turned around on the couch and got down on his knees. He spread his ass open so I could get to it and began licking it and getting it as wet as possible so that I could slide right in. After a few minutes his anus loosened up and I put my head at the entrance. I started to push as I watched his hole start to disappear from my cock pushing the skin inward and then the girth of my head was stretching him wide. As my head slipped past his anus I hadn’t realized how fast I would slide in but suddenly I was in up to my balls and was afraid I might have hurt him. He let out a low moan and looked back at me and smiled.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ve done this a lot and I’m ready whenever you are.”

To punctuate his statement he started fucking me with a nice steady rhythm. I looked down and saw his white round butt cheeks start bouncing and I felt the need to really fuck, so I started pounding in and out of him as he yelled his agreement. I had hold of his hips and began slapping his buns every now and then while I pummeled his ass, saying things like,”yeah you dirty little whore you like getting assfucked don’t you,” and he kept saying yes to all of it. It turned out to be more than I could handle and pretty soon I emptied my balls deep into his cute round, white little ass.

I noticed he had shot his load while I fucked him and we all began to clean up. After a little while we were done and I said goodbye to everyone and left. One interesting side note to it all was that when I reached my car the girl next door was sitting on the porch smiling and nodded at me when she saw me look at her.

“Hope you liked everything you saw.”

“Every last bit of it,” I replied with a big grin.”I think we’re going to be neighbors.”

“I can’t wait,” she replied. “Goodbye.”

“See you soon.” And then I left. And the rest is another story.

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The changes had been gradual and I guess since I wasn’t around a lot I just hadn’t noticed how drastic they had been. I had spent the last several years on the road doing contract assignments for a variety of major corporations throughout the US and Europe. The money had been good, that’s why I took the assignments. It allowed me to provide my wife and daughter with the lifestyle I they wanted and deserved. Plus I wasn’t gone all the time, sometimes I could do some of the work from my office at home and I did get home for special occasions and about 1 week out of every couple of months.

Brandy had a new car every year and the finest clothes a nice house and money to spend. Erin had the best education I could provide, dance lessons and she had the chance to travel, something many kids her age would’ve loved to do. But I wasn’t there when Erin began to make the change from little girl to young lady, and I didn’t realize what had happened until that one Christmas.

I had just finished a big assignment in Europe and at Thanksgiving I had my wife and daughter join me in Europe for two weeks before heading back home. I had decided to spend the next three months doing nothing on the work front. Just enjoying some quiet time and getting to know my wife and daughter once more.

When we got home Erin had to go back to school for three weeks before the Holiday break, and Brandy was going to go back to work, she didn’t have to but she enjoyed working and she said it kept her young and active. After about a week I had gone to the kitchen for a cup of coffee one morning while Brandy was in the shower. As I came back through the den I saw a movement in the hall and noticed Erin as she went down the hall wrapped only in a towel that didn’t quite cover the cheeks of her cute little bottom. I caught myself watching and as she stepped through her bedroom door she let the towel fall from around her, giving me a quick peek at her naked form.

She wasn’t a little girl anymore. I could tell that even though I was a good twenty or thirty feet from her bedroom door. I wasn’t sure how to handle the situation, I mean should I say something to her about being more careful since I was home, but that might embarrass her. Or should I just not say anything hoping she’d adjust to having me there and watching her self a little more carefully. I decided to wait and see if it happened again before reminding her I was home and she needed to be more careful of her dress, or undressing habits.

Christmas was now only about two-weeks away. I had done some of my shopping while in Europe and I had managed to finish the rest or it during the past week or so. One afternoon just before Erin was due home from school Brandy called and asked if I’d mind if she was late getting home. She needed to wrap up some of her shopping and since I was there anyway, and she hated to leave Erin alone, but some of the shopping was for her… “No, I don’t mind. I’ll see she gets her homework and maybe we’ll order a pizza, I said. “You go ahead and do what you need, we’ll save you a slice of Pizza.”

Erin came bouncing into the house about an hour later. I told her what her mother had said and she just smiled and said “OK dad, I’ll go do my homework and then we can talk or play a game or maybe you can help with something for my boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend, when did this happen,” I asked.

Oh Daddy,” she whined, “I’m a senior now, momma said it was okay and she doesn’t let me just go anywhere with him.”

“OK, I guess we can talk more about this later, go ahead and do your homework.”

Erin gave me a kiss on the cheek and I realized just how much she had really grown as I felt her body crush against my forearm.

About an hour-and-a-half later Erin came bouncing out of her room dressed in a pair of gym shorts over a pair of tights and a tight fitting bare midriff top with nothing under it. And when I say bouncing that is what I mean. As she came down the hall her breasts were swaying and straining against the material of the top, threatening to pop free at every quick movement.

Brandy was a great looking 36 at the time. With long Auburn hair she weighed about 105 and stood 5’2″ with a small waist, and gravity defying 35C boobs topped by hard, small areolas barely larger around then the nipples themselves. Her nipples were about 1/2″ long when they weren’t hard, when they were they jumped out to more than 1″ in length. They were a beautiful light rosy-pink color, just dark enough you could tell from a distance where the flesh of her tit ended and the areola began.

Even though I had never really seen Erin nude, not since she was about 6 anyways, it was obvious that she had taken more from me. Her hair was darker with a slight red-tinge and her skin was darker than her mother’s complexion. From the fit of the top and the thin material it was made from I could easily tell that her breasts were already nearly as large as her mothers, but the nipples and areolas were obviously darker and of a different shape than Brandy’s. Through izmir escort the material of the top I could make out the outline of both her areola and nipples, there was no doubt about the puffy contour beneath her shirt. Erin’s time in dance had shaped her legs and ass very nicely, making her ass cheeks stand up high, hard and round -squeezably round and hard.

Erin finally made it to the sofa where I was sitting and plopped down on the cushion beside me. My cock was already semi-hard from watching her approach up the hall and across the room to where I sat, and I was hoping she wouldn’t notice it while I paid attention to the television in hopes that would take my mind away from her cute tits. Believe me, daughter or no daughter they were cute.

She slowly settled in and cuddled into my side. I put my arm up around her shoulder and asked what she wanted for supper. We agreed upon a pizza and I called in the order. As I finished the order she turned a little on the couch to face me and got a real serious look on her face.

“Daddy.” she said plaintively.

“Yes, sweetie.” I responded.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“No Daddy, I mean can I ask you a real favor, one you can’t ever tell momma about.”

This sounded serious, very serious, and I wasn’t sure how to handle the situation. “What’s so important we can’t tell momma about?” I finally asked her.

She looked up and leaned towards me on the sofa cushion, “Daddy it’s a personal secret and I just don’t think momma would understand.”

“Sweetheart you and your mother have always been close. What makes you think you can ask or tell me something and not tell your mother. You two have spent most of the last eight or nine years together while I’ve been away working. She’s always let you have or do almost anything you wanted. Why don’t you want her to know about this favor?”

“Please Daddy, just promise me you won’t tell Mom and then if after I ask you for the favor you say No, then the answer is No. But you just can’t tell mom. Please?”

Let me think about it for a while, okay?

In one quick move she bounced from her seat on the sofa to her knees, throwing her arms around my neck she hugged me tightly and said, “Thank You Daddy,” as she kissed my neck. As she leaned away from me I saw her bouncing had caused her top to shift, allowing her right tit to nearly come completely out of the top, half of her large puffy areola was showing out of the top. She apparently didn’t notice as she sat back down and turned to talk to me. I couldn’t keep my eyes where they belonged as they continued to drift to the sweet looking darker flesh surrounding my daughter’s nipple. The more I fought to avoid the tantalizing view the harder my cock seemed to become.

I turned my attention back to the television, sneaking furtive glances towards Erin’s half-exposed tit every few minutes. All the while I was trying to will my cock down and trying to decide how to handle her “favor.” After about a half-hour the doorbell rang. Erin jumped up and as she did her top lost the fight her tit came spilling all the way out, as she took a step toward the door she nonchalantly scooped her tit back into the confines of the top without missing a beat. With her clothes back in place and the pizza in the kitchen we both grabbed a couple of slices and returned to the den.

As we finished eating I looked over at Erin and said, “Okay, I agree not to tell your mom. I still don’t know if I’ll do the favor or not, so when you’re ready to tell me just let me know.”

Before I had time to react she was in my lap on the sofa with her breasts pressed against my chest and her head on my shoulder as she kissed my neck and cheek, squealing thank you the whole time.

After several minutes she jumped off my lap and headed to her room. Soon she returned with some very nice lingerie and a picture of the guy she called her boyfriend. I immediately recognized some of the lingerie as her mother’s and knew immediately it wasn’t exactly the kind of clothing a girl her age would normally wear. One of the pieces was a practically transparent camisole with a pair of matching lacy crotch less panties and a garter. Another was a beautiful silk set with a thong panty and top that barely covered the nipples of the person wearing it while doing nothing to cover the breasts themselves. There were four or five other pieces, most nearly as daring as the first two. And then she went back to her room one last time. As she returned down the hall she carried two bags of bows, one large and one small. With all of her paraphernalia gathered she sat back down on the sofa with the items between us.

“Ok, what’s all this?” I asked, even though I was pretty sure I had an idea where this was headed.

“Daddy, I want to give Jeremy something special for Christmas,” she started out saying.

“Okay,” I said.

“You mean you’ll do it.” She squealed out.

“Do what,” I asked.

“Help me with his present,” she stated.

I alsancak escort knew what she wanted, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to help her, besides this could get us both in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out about it. “What are you talking about,” I asked as I looked into her eyes and then at the clothing stretched between us.

Daaddddy?”

“What…”

“You know what I mean, she said.

“No, I’m afraid I don’t,” I told her.

Se sat across from me with her head down for several minutes, looking at the clothes and then back at me. Finally she raised her head and looked at me, “Daddy, can you please take my picture so I can give one to Jeremy for Christmas? Please. If you won’t I’ll get someone else to help me.”

“You really want him to have a picture of you naked or nearly naked to show his friends?”

“No Daddy, he promised he wouldn’t do that. And I’ll let you help me pick the picture I give him, I promise.”

“Let me think about it. This could get all of us in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out. Did you know that? I could go to jail for taking them, and whoever made the prints could too. Do you want that to happen?”

“No Daddy, I just want to make some special pictures and give one to Jeremy. Please help me Daddy.”

I knew I could get the pictures processed, I had access to the equipment a friend owned and I had all the camera gear anyway, it had been a hobby since I was in college. I had made up my mind already, but I had to play the protective father, I couldn’t let her know that not only was I looking forward to taking those photos but I also wanted a copy to take with me the next time I had to go out of town. They would be a nice addition to the ones I already had of Brandy in the same lingerie and a lot less, she loved to pose with my cock in her mouth or cum on her face and tits.

As Erin got up to go put the lingerie and bows away the phone rang, it was Brandy. One of the big malls was having a midnight madness sale or something like that, and was staying open until midnight, did I mind if she didn’t get in until after that was over?

I looked up and watched Erin as she walked back down the hall with the lingerie over her shoulder and the bows in her hand, “No, that’s okay, just give me a call when you head home, okay?”

Brandy and I talked for a few more minutes and then as I was about to hang up the phone Erin came back down the hall from her room. “That was your mom, she’s going to a Midnight Madness sale and won’t be home until late.” I told her as she took her seat back on the sofa.

“It’s almost 6:30 now,” I continued. “If I do this for you no one can ever know who took these pictures! Okay? If anyone asks or sees them you used a self-timer or one of your old girlfriends did them, right?”

“YESSSSS!!! I promise no one will ever know but us, I won’t even tell Jeremy, I promise Daddy.”

“Okay then, let’s get the camera and the lights set up. You can help me with that then you can get dressed, or undressed.”

I pulled the camera out of the closet and cleaned the lenses then checked all the batteries and connections. I checked the film, 6 rolls should be plenty.”

Erin wanted some pictures in the den to start so that’s where we set the equipment up for the first series. I adjusted the lights and cheeked the meter then told Erin to go get ready.

She took one step towards the hall then spun and grabbed me and hugged me tight before releasing me and heading for her room to change. She was gone several minutes before rerunning wearing a light dressing robe over her chosen costume. She had freshened her makeup and brushed her hair back away from her face. As she entered the room I threw several large pillows on the floor in front of the large fireplace hearth.

With her back to me Erin slid the gown off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She had chosen one of the tamer pieces to start with. The darker and heavier satin material hid the dark coloring of her pubic hair and the tips of her breasts from view. The outfit was a Black and Red Satin Teddy that fit her ass snuggly. I had her start by sitting on the raised hearth facing sideways, we had already started the fire, and she drew one leg up resting her cheek on her knee and looking into the fire. I shot about 15 frames before Erin said she wanted to try another outfit.

I nodded and she headed back to her room to change. My cock was pressing against the zipper of my trouser and I needed to stand up and move around to give it a chance to find a more comfortable position.

As the swelling in my crotch finally began to let up I heard Erin call out, “Here I come.” As I looked up she was skipping down the hall with the lingerie and bags of bows, wearing a thin dark blue gauzy baby doll nighty. Her large puffy nipples and areola seemed to grab my attention like headlights on a dark night as her boobs swayed and jostled under the material with her every movement. My mouth was watering buca escort as I watched her enter the den, and my cock was harder than what it had been in years, or so it seemed.

She walked up and hugged me again; I hoped she wasn’t able to feel my cock straining against the material of my trousers. As she released me and stepped back I knew there was no way she hadn’t felt my cock pulsing against the front of my trousers, pressing into her firm, flat, teenage belly. She headed for the big easy chair at the end of the room and took her position as I began shooting up the rest of the first roll of film. As I finished the last frame of the roll she jumped up and stepped across the room, whipping the nighty top over her head as she did so. My mouth fell open and I’m sure my eyes came nearly out of my head as she tossed the top on the sofa and began to push the bottoms off over her hips, exposing fully her shapely dancer’s ass and bushy dark-haired mound.

She suddenly looked my way as she reached the sofa and the other lingerie, “What Daddy? I just thought it would be quicker to change in here, and I want to do one or two naked anyway, if you don’t care.”

“No, that’s fine. I guess it’s just that you’ve really grown up.” And before I realized what I was saying it was out of my mouth, “You’ve just got great tits and … I’m sorry.” I said.

“Really Daddy, you think I have nice boobies?”

“When they look like that,” I said, “they deserve to be called tits, boobies are for little girls,” I told her. “And that has to be one of the hairiest pussies I’ve seen in years, If it wasn’t my daughter’s I’d be tempted to rub my face in it for a couple of days.”

Erin’s laughter filled the room and her tits shook and swayed like Jell-O, “You’re so silly Daddy! I think I need to shave it, but I’m afraid to yet.”

“NOOO!!,” I nearly yelled in her direction, “Don’t shave it, I like’em hairy, but your mom keeps her’s trimmed on account of her swimsuits. Just leave it like it is.”

As I watched and changed film Erin stepped into the camisole with the matching crotch less panties. We both finished about the same time and I asked if she’d like something to drink. She said she’d get us something and I said I was going to the bathroom; I had to do something to make my dick a little more comfortable. I went to the master bath and changed into a pair of gym shorts and a jock strap, hoping it would hold my problem in check until I could shoot the rest of the film and relieve myself, or maybe I’d save it for Brandy’s breakfast.

Erin had poured us both a glass of wine when I returned to the shooting area. She was sitting on the sofa with one leg tucked up under her, exposing the pink outer lips of her pussy to my view as I sat down next to her. “What’s with the wine,” I asked, “And don’t you think you might ought to kind of …uhhh?”

“Oh Daddy,” she mewed, “momma let’s me have wine sometimes and you just said you liked my hairy pussy, and you’ve seen pussies before, so what’s the big deal?”

“Alright, let’s take some more pictures then.” As I stood to go back to the camera I stumbled and nearly fell on top of Erin, the way she was sitting part of the wine sloshed from my glass and landed at in the hair and ran down her slit into her cunt lips, I grabbed a tissue and began to dab at the spill before I realized what I was doing, My hand was on Erin’s clit as I attempted to soak up the spill and then I realized what I had just done. I looked up at the stunned eyes as a low moan formed in her throat. Apparently I wasn’t the only one having troubles keeping my mind on the pictures.

I grabbed another tissue and handed it to Erin, “Here, in case you need to clean up anymore,” I said.

I took a whole roll of film with Erin in the crotch less outfit; some with her legs slightly opened other with no top. By the time I needed to reload I knew the Jock strap wasn’t the answer to keeping me comfortable.

I excused myself and went to the bathroom again, this time I just removed the jock and put the shorts back on before re-joining Erin in the den. When I got there she was sitting in the floor totally naked waiting for me, with the bags of bows.

“Daddy, this is a special picture I want to take for Jeremy, I may not ever give him any of those others, but this one is for him, but I need your help. Okay?

I wanna go in by the Christmas tree for this one. Okay, I need you to pick out three really nice bows for me. I want two that just barely hide my nipple areas and one big one that I want to put right at the top of my pubic hair. Then I’ll stand in front of the tree and let you take my picture for Jeremy. Then we’ll take the rest of the special pictures I want you to take, okay?”

I sat in the floor opposite her and crossed my legs. My shorts rode up my legs slightly and my dick was pushing and leaking against the front of the shorts, pointed directly at Erin. We poured the bows out between us and began to go through them looking for the right size and shape, and a flattering color for her to wear. As we went through the small bows and then the large ones we tossed bows around and they landed in the area between our legs, some in the tangle of dark curly hair between my beautiful daughters legs and some near the end of my cum stained shorts.

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Katie’s Story.

I don’t know how I got drawn into it. Halloween excitement. Costume fun. Party atmosphere. The haunted house. I had been through many but hadn’t participated in one. Zach asked me to get involved. His enthusiasm was infectious. As usual I couldn’t resist his charm offensive. I loved him. Everyone loved him. He is so much fun to be around.

You may remember Zach. He’s the handsome graduate student who worked at same hotel with Michelle, Robin, Julie and me when we were in college. He was the one the four of us had in a ladies’ gangbang at his apartment on a Saturday night the winter before. He and I had fucked a few times and when I told Michelle, Robin and Julie about it they said they had been to bed with him, too. That’s the kind of guy he is. Women want him. Rumor had it that our regional manager—a tall elegant woman old enough to be his mother—had been to bed with him, too.

Drinking wine one night after work the four of us started giggling about fantasies of having FMF three ways with famous men. We blabbed the names of Hollywood hunks and rock stars and pro athletes we’d share. Then we got real and started talking about men we actually knew. The only one we could agree on was Zach. Then we started talking about which of us would really do a three way with him. After a while Michelle said why not all four of us at once? Right away Julie and I said we’d do it.

Robin was reluctant at first but admitted she liked the idea. It’s not like we were innocents. We all earned extra money at the hotel by sleeping with male guests after hours on a need-the-money basis. We had all been to bed with Zach once or twice. I understood Robin’s hesitation when she admitted she had been with him twelve times. She had a thing for him and didn’t want to cheapen it.

Michelle volunteered to asked him and we set it up. At first none of us wanted to share him at the same time so we took turns in his bed. The three not with him sipped wine and watched cable or played video games in his living room. We went at him all evening. Michelle went home when we stopped to nosh delivery pizza. When we started again Robin, Julie and I were in bed with him at the same time. Most of the time one of us rode him while another sat on his face. It was hot. We stayed all night.

Not long after that he approached us one by one and asked if we were interested in more than the occasional opportunity to earn more money in the company of male guests. We agreed. Working as concierge he made appointments and took his cut. Within a month all four of us quit our jobs at the hotel. Sometimes I made more money in one night than I used to make in an entire month at my old job. No longer was I a poor college student always stressed for money and time. My grades went up.

I had to say yes when he asked me to be a spook in the haunted house for Halloween. He needed four so Michelle, Robin and Julie agreed, too. We were to be four gruesome heads sitting on top of a wall like they had been beheaded, yelling, moaning and groaning—scaring people as they came through our room. Our venue was this huge old abandoned farmhouse out at the edge of the suburbs where houses ended and cornfields began. Big shade trees surrounded the place. It looked like the house from the Munster’s TV show. I don’t know anything about architecture but Zach said the style was Victorian. It was perfect for a haunted house.

We went to our room in the haunted house the day before it opened. It was upstairs in one of the bedrooms. Zach had build a wall high enough for us to hide behind. There was a top on it with holes large enough to stick our heads through. The four of us stood almost shoulder to shoulder in a line looking at each other with just our heads showing. A black curtain right behind our heads hid the space to the back of us. The rest of the room had been painted black with red paint splattered everywhere—even the floor. It looked like a bloodbath.

I fit perfectly in the wall but I’m tallest. Zach had to add planks to the floor so the other three could stand tall enough that our heads were at the same height. Michelle is so short he had to find a wooden box for her to stand on. Since we’d be standing there for hours we noticed there was no place to put our hands so Zach put up a wooden railing waist high in front of us we could hold onto. The whole thing had been built in front of a wall that had been knocked out. Behind it was a closet which opened onto the upstairs hallway which is how we would come and go behind the scenes when we needed bathroom breaks.

The next day Michelle, Robin, Julie and I spent the afternoon painting our faces white or green all the way down our necks. There we painted gruesome wounds that made it look like we had been beheaded. Purple or black lips and purple or black around our eyes added to the effect. Red paint ran from the corners of our mouths over our chins and down our necks. Then we pulled on crazy wigs and went over to the haunted house to rehearse for an hour before the doors opened. A mannikin in overalls wearing a hockey mask and raising and lowering a chainsaw izmir escort had been hung from the ceiling above us. Tech guys had wired up sound and lights and we practiced our routine.

We weren’t open fifteen minutes before I felt Zach’s hands on my ass. He traced a Z on my butt to let me know it was him. I already knew he was the only one in there with us. His hands ran up into my sweater and squeezed my tits then unhooked my bra and pulled it away. I let go of the railing and held my hands over his as they cupped and moved my boobs, my nipples hard under his fingers. I arched my back a little bit and rubbed my butt against him in a tease. I knew his big bone had to be seething in his shorts. His hands slid from my tits down into my leggings. I opened my stance a little when his fingers started rubbing me. Then he pulled my pants and panties down. He must have knelt because the next thing I felt was his hands on my ass and his lips and tongue on my pussy from behind.

He’s really good-looking. Tall, dark and handsome with deep blue eyes. Athletic and charming. And hung. Sometimes I get hot for him just being in the same room. Within a few minutes of his lips kissing my labia I was dripping wet. He pulled his tongue out of my pussy and I felt his head push into me. I let out a long low moan as his big hands held my hips in place while he slowly opened me with his big dick. I reached back and hooked both hands behind his butt and pulled hard wanting him all the way in. I couldn’t believe it. While I moaned and groaned at the crowd to come have their heads cut off Zach fucked me from behind. Julie was right next to me. I wondered if she knew.

“Zach’s inside me,” I said to her during a small break in the crowd.

“What? Really?” she said.

I let go of his butt, took her hand off the railing and put it on his butt as he thrust into me.

“Oh my God!” she said, her hand squeezing his perfect ass.

We turned to moan and taunt the next crowd coming through. I took Julie’s hand off Zach’s butt and held it to my tits. She squeezed them a little. Besides sleeping with Zach she and I had slept together and made lots of money doing three ways with clients at the hotel so it’s not like it was crazy or anything. Then she slid her hand down my belly. Her fingers began rubbing my clit while Zach pounded me. I felt like I was going to explode.

When I reached over to squeeze Julie’s butt I found Zach’s hand already in her leggings fingering her pussy from behind. She stopped fingering me long enough to push her pants down as far as she could then returned fingers to my sex. Zach pushed my fingers to Julie’s pussy, removed his hand, grabbed my hips with both hands and fucked me hard. He was getting close but so was I. I was torn—half wanting him to finish fast before someone caught us, half wishing he’d keep it in me a long time. I heard him gasp behind the curtain behind my head. He stopped pumping. I squeezed his rod tight inside me as he flooded me with cum. A few minutes later I yelled when I came, my hand clamping Julie’s over my cunt, my sex pulsing against Zach’s long thick cock.

He’s so considerate. When he pulled out he held tissues to my sex to catch his cum as it ran out of me so it wouldn’t drip on my pants. I took them from his hand and cleaned up. He pulled my leggings up to my ass but left it hanging out. I hoped that meant he’d be back for more. He shifted to Julie next to me. My thumb was still in her pussy from behind, my fingertips rubbing her wet little nub. Zach pulled my hand away, spread her butt cheeks in his hands and started eating her. I ran my hand through his hair and down over his neck and squeezed his shoulder. He reached up and bussed my ass again. I went, “Wooooo!” to the crowd gawking at us.

Zach ate Julie for a while—probably waiting for his erection to come back. I slid a hand inside her top and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and slung it over the railing next to mine. I felt her tits which is kind of awkward to do from the side. Then I rested my hand on Zach’s butt feeling his muscled glutes tighten over and over while he fucked her. I found another hand there. It had to be Robin’s. No doubt Zach already had his fingers in her pussy getting her ready to take him after Julie.

I couldn’t believe it: he was going down the line fucking us while only our heads showed in public.

I took my hand off his ass, reached over and started fingering Julie’s nub while Zach drilled her. After she came he moved on to Robin. She wore a tiny skirt so all he had to do was lift it and pull her panties down. Knowing Robin it was probably a throng. I caught a glimpse of her ghoulish face. Her eyes rolled back in bliss but the effect was frightening.

Above us the animatronic mannikin in overalls and hockey mask raised and lowered his arms over and over while holding the dummy chainsaw, red lights beaming then flashing from his eye sockets. Lights blazed and lowered. Chainsaw sound effects roared out of the speakers in time with the mannikin’s arms, fading away each time he alsancak escort lifted the chainsaw. His evil voice growled that he wanted the heads of those entering the room. Moaning filled the background sound. It was loud enough to hide the sounds of sex from the public but I had no problem hearing Zach’s pelvis slapping all four of our asses while he drilled us. People snapped pics and shot video of us on their phones with no clue we were being fucked by the man who had been pimping us at the hotel for the last ten months.

They also didn’t know what our hands were doing in the dark behind the wall. I kept feeling Julie’s tits next to me and fingering her clit. She returned the favor, squeezing my tits, her thumb in my pussy from behind rubbing my hot spot while her fingers moved my clit side to side or made tiny fingertip movements. Michelle was last in line. While Zach fucked her I moved my bare butt a little until it touched Julie’s next to me. My arms were long enough to reach past Julie and feel Robin’s bare butt. It rested against Julie’s, too. I squeezed what I could reach of Robin’s tushie. Julie felt both our butts at will and fingered our pussies. Though I couldn’t see it I loved the thought of all four of us in a line with our asses hanging out in the dark. I only hoped Zach had enough left to do me again.

He did. First he gave us sips of water through a straw he pushed up under the black curtain behind our heads which hid him. When a few patrons heckled us for drinking water we shrieked at them to come closer so we could drink their blood. As soon as he put the water bottle away I felt him grab my hips and push into me again. This time it came with a twist: he had a fingertip vibrator on his index finger. When it began circling my clit paroxysms of passion shot through my body. As he synched finger with thrusts of his long fat cock my legs started trembling uncontrollably. I yelled my orgasm to the crowd again. He went right down the line and did the same to Julie, Robin and Michelle.

I didn’t hear the knock at the door behind us but I did feel Zach’s hands pull up my leggings and Julie’s next to me. No doubt he pulled up Robin’s thong and dropped her skirt over it and pulled up Michelle’s leggings. I hope he remembered to pull his own shorts back on. I heard the door open behind us. A man’s voice hissed, “You guys are doing great! Do you need anything?”

Zach replied but I couldn’t make out the rest of their conversation over the noise. It didn’t last long, the man left and Zach locked the door behind him. It was my turn again but I didn’t know if Zach had more in him until is hands caressed my butt. I pushed my leggings down right away. He tugged them down past my knees and handed me something in the dark: a tube of lube. He took my other hand and held it to his semi hard dick. I popped the lid, squirted a bunch in my hand and began stroking his cock next to me. When he was fully hard I guided him into my pussy but he pulled out and squirted lube directly into me before pushing in again.

I pushed away his fingertip vibrator to use my own fingers the way I like best. He moved very little. I started pumping slowly at first. I had to learn how to do it while keeping my head and shoulders as still as I could. I got the hang of it. Soon I was thrusting back at him hard and fast. My hips had a mind of their own and began rocking circles. I screwed and screwed and screwed on him loving his hard rod reaming out my pussy. I tried to keep my head still but it began bobbing with my most energetic thrusts just before I came. I made gruesome faces at the crowd while my sex pulsed happily against his hard cock. He stayed inside me a long time after I came, his hands caressing and moving my tits. I gasped when he pulled out. He moved down the line. Everyone got one more turn.

Julie’s Story

I couldn’t believe it when Katie turned to me and said Zach was fucking her. Then again I don’t know why I was surprised. It was classic Zach to pull something like that. I didn’t want to get caught, but I loved the thrill that we might. When Katie held my hand to his bare butt behind her I left it there feeling his thrusts. My pussy tingled with anticipation that he’d do me next. I had to stifle a giggle when Katie moved my hand to her tits. I gave them little squeezes then slid my hand down her tummy and fingered her. I forked my fingers and felt Zach’s thick cock sliding in and out of her then returned to rubbing her clit in little circles and side to side. Soon I felt his hand down the the small of my back. He squeezed my butt, pushed his hand into my leggings and began fingering me from behind while he pumped into Katie.

People were filing through the room just eight feet away, stopping to look at us, taking pics and vid on their phones and tablets, some coming closer to take selfies or group selfies in front of our ghoulish blood-soaked-wall-with-four-heads-on-it. Katie moaned in passion to Zach’s thrusts and my fingers. I could hear his pelvis slapping against her butt. I could hear him grunting and gasping. buca escort The public had to hear them fucking didn’t they?

Guess not. All the spooky sounds blaring from the speakers covered it up. Even Katie’s orgasm when she screamed seemed like an act to the crowd. She held my hand tight against her sex when she came. I moved my fingers a little and felt Zach’s rod still inside her. I was already gasping by then, too, with his thumb in my pussy rubbing my g-spot while his fingers caressed my labia and clit. When he took his hand out I felt Katie’s push in and finger me from behind. Next thing I knew Zach was kneeling behind me eating me out while Katie and Robin caressed me from either side and felt my tits. But you know all this and that Zach fucked me next, then Robin and Michelle, then a second and third time going down the line. What I want to tell you is what happened the next night.

Zach took us out to eat after the haunted house closed for the night. Having missed supper we were all starving. While we munched burgers and fries he asked us if we wanted to earn a big paycheck the next night. When we asked how he said he had a list of twenty guys who would pay big to go down the line with us just like he had. Katie said yes right away. She’s always the first to jump in. Robin, Michelle and I wanted more detail. Zach filled us in.

The next night we four stripped naked behind the wall before sticking our ghoulish heads up through the top. Not five minutes after our performance began I heard the first four guys come in behind us. A pair of hands felt my butt and thighs then slid up my back and sides, cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples. His fingers felt my pussy wet. A few minutes later he pushed his hard dick all the way in me. At first he held my tits while he fucked me but soon grabbed my hips and pounded me hard. He busted nut inside me after just a few minutes and withdrew. His cum dripped out of me. When the first four finished the second four came in and started fucking us. Then the third group. A fourth. A fifth. I have no idea what Zach did with these guys while they reloaded. There was no room for twenty guys back there. Wherever they went I knew they’d be back for more.

I was fucked continuously for six hours, my body pawed at, my pussy licked and fingered, my ass bit, my tits squeezed and kneaded. Our pussies were cum dumpsters. Semen ran down the insides of my thighs and dried there. Some guys were wicked enough to pull out and lick up all their cum as it ran out of me. I wonder if they realized they were drinking the cum of other men as well. Guys take longer to come each time and by the third round I was being fucked for a long time by each before they shot their loads into me. At one point a guy took so long to cum that two other guys came and went on either side of me fucking Katie and Robin. I moaned and wailed my passion and orgasms to the crowd.

Twenty guys. Three times each? That’s sixty loads of cum inside me. For real I lost count. With all the men coming and going it became the blur of a massive gang fuck. I’m glad Zach had us bring our own lube because I needed it despite all the jizz being pumped inside me. Anal was not allowed because Zach wanted to avoid the smell of shit in the room. Several men cheated a little and stuck a thumb in my butt while fucking me. A few guys cheated outright, pounded my ass and left their baby batter inside. At some point I wondered if Zach brought some new guys in because they came so fast.

Robin’s Story

What Zach won’t tell you is that he’s a gigolo. He started at the hotel as a bellhop at eighteen, but he’s so good-looking that women guests began propositioning him. It’s against the rules for employees to have sex with each other or with customers while at work, but it’s easy to get away with after hours. You would not believe what goes on in hotels. People are away from home and want to play. Men and women alike. Zach started making a little extra money. Then lots.

The other thing he didn’t tell you is that Katie, Robin, Michelle and I aren’t the only girls he pimps at the hotel. Most are classmates he knows from college like us. They all slept with him like we did. His personality is so magnetic. When I look at him I want his babies. That’s how handsome he is. I want his genes. Anyway he knew the four of us were getting in on the action on our own. After bedding us, individually and collectively, he asked if we wanted to use his concierge services to earn even more. He’s not like a street pimp in a limo. He’s more like a manager who vettes clients and works around our school and work schedules. He keeps a low profile. It’s all very low key. Our fortunes soared and our only work schedule for the last year has been the one he manages.

By the way the regional manager he slept with—the tall elegant woman old enough to be his mother? Her husband watched. Zach’s their hired bull when they’re in town. I found that out when I slept with one of the vice presidents of our hotel chain. He had set up our rendezvous through Zach so there’s at least one person from corporate who knows what Zach’s doing there. As for the massive gang fuck at the haunted house that night it was pure Zach. The fact that it was anonymous made it so hot for me. When I do a guy at the hotel it’s about his pleasure, not mine. Since I wasn’t performing for anyone I just relaxed and enjoyed it. And the payday? OMG!

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First of a big thanks to Cheer_Smartie526 for editing and some technical consulting, it made the story much better. I decided to try something a little different; instead of on long story to slog through this one is broken into 3 shorter stories. The other two are 99% done, so they should be out soon. This one is in Erotic Coupling, the next one will be in group sex.

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The hotel lobby appeared exactly as the corporate planner had intended, inviting, comforting and clean. It was tidy to the point of almost looking sterile; nothing about it reflected the town it was located in. It had the basic amenities, pool, hot tub, and a small workout room, but it was just a place to rest and relax. There was no spa, no gift store and no restaurant. A car rolled to a stop in the parking lot. It was a nondescript four door sedan with three occupants. The front passenger door opened and a man stepped out. He was tall with jet black hair and fair skin. The flecks of grey in his hair and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes put his age around forty. He wore khaki cargo shorts and his polo shirt was untucked. When he heard the trunk unlock he began walking to the back of the car to retrieve his luggage.

Inside the car, a man and woman were talking. They were younger than the passenger, and they were clearly of Asian ancestry.

“You still okay with him?” the woman asked.

“Yea, I am,” the man responded.

“Do you think he will want to do it?” she asked.

“Oh yea, have you seen the way he looks at you?” he replied.

“I don’t know Kim. I mean, he is married. Are you sure he’ll be okay with this?” she inquired.

“Sallie, I have met his wife a few times. They don’t seem like the typical married couple. Trust me, he will say yes,” Kim explained. He knew their friend Harry much better than his girlfriend did. Harry had not completely grown up. He could act his age when the situation required it, but he was much happier with the lifestyle of someone much younger. He wasn’t the first person that came to mind when Kim said she wanted a threesome with another man, but after a lot of discussion he was the candidate they could both agree on.

The bag he wanted was conveniently on top. Harry grabbed the handle and pulled it out of the trunk. He had packed light; most of the weekend would be spent in the water so he didn’t need much in the way of clothing. The dive shop was supply all the gear except for mask and snorkel. He wondered what Kim and Sallie were talking about. The two of them had not said much the entire trip, but had simply grinned at each other. A few moments later they emerged from the car and grabbed their bags. The three weary travelers walked to the lobby.

As they approached the desk the clerk looked up,” Hi, can I help you?”

“Yes, we have reservations, should be under Lie Sal,” Sallie said, taking charge as the two men chatted about what to do after they checked in.

The clerk tap on his keyboard then looked up again, “Yes, two rooms, non-smoking with a single king in both, is that right?”

“Yes,” Sallie replied, handing the clerk her credit card. In a matter of minutes they had their room keys and were in the elevator.

“The hotel’s web site said it has a hot tub, I think I’m going to check that out,” Harry said. He hoped that Kim and Sallie would join him for no other reason than to see her in a swimsuit. The baggy dry suits they would be wearing for the dive class would hardly show off her figure.

“Sounds good to me, let’s get changed and meet there,” Sallie suggested.

The moment the door clicked shut Kim put his arms around Sallie, “Still think he is the one?”

“Yea, when he suggested the hot tub… that pretty much sealed the deal. I think he has the Asian flu,” Sallie replied.

“I think you mean yellow fever,” Kim countered, “but I don’t think izmir escort Harry is a fetish kind of guy. Besides, you are from South Dakota; a fortune cookie is more Asian than you are. You even changed your name.”

“I never legally changed it, I just started going by my nickname, you know. You would too if your name sounded like ‘laid’, the jokes get old really fast,” she retorted.

“I guess you have a point,” he conceded

“Whatever, I think he wants me,” she said.

“Who wouldn’t?” Kim asked rhetorically. Sallie’s Asian features gave her an exotic look, but there was something about her that would make her sexy if she were black, white, and brown or anywhere in between.

“My point exactly,” She replied as she twirled her hair into a bun. Kim was unable to suppress the grin spreading across his face. They had a name for the style; it was called the BJ bun because it kept her dark locks from blocking his view of her sucking his dick. His cock began to swell as he imagined seeing her lips wrapped around his cock. She peeled off her shirt, exposing her perky breasts. Her firm A cup tits seemed to defy gravity, making a bra unnecessary.

Kim watched as Sallie continued to disrobe, he never tired of seeing her lithe body. His eyes drank in her light brown skin as more and more if it was exposed. Despite their small size, Sallie’s breasts were quite alluring. Two perfect half spheres perched on her chest, they were the textbook definition of an A cup. Her areolas were distinct and slightly larger than a quarter, and seemed out of proportion to her nipples. Kim’s eyes paused at the sight of Sallie’s nipples. They were about the same diameter as her pinkie finger and protruded from her chest at least half an inch, which made them perfect for pinching, tugging, and licking. A quiet moan escaped his mouth as he thought about how it felt to have her nipples between his lips.

“Kim….” Sallie said, snapping him out of his fantasy.

“I know, I know,” Kim answered apologetically, “your eyes are up there.”

“Well, that’s true,” she said, “but I was going to say my pussy is down here.” Sallie ran her hand over the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair then stroked her labia. When she had Kim’s undivided attention she spread her lips apart. She knew Kim liked to watch her masturbate, she wondered if Harry would be equally enthralled with the way she toyed with her sex. A bit of movement caught her attention, Kim was moving towards her, either to join in the fun or get a better look.

“Not yet,” she cautioned, taking a step back.

“But, but…” Kim protested, “Me so horny.”

“I know, me so horny too, me love you long time… you and your friend.” Sallie said, indulging the stereotype of the Asian prostitute. She dropped to her knees in front of Kim and began to pull his pants down. His erection sprang into view. The head already had a purplish hue and veins bulged out from the rigid shaft. It wasn’t the most attractive part of Kim’s anatomy, or any other man’s anatomy for that matter. But it more than made up for its lack of visual appeal with tactile sensation. She loved the way his cock felt. It didn’t matter if it was pressed against her breast, sliding between her lips or stretching her labia apart, she loved cock. Sallie wrapped one hand around Kim’s hard cock and began to stroke him. She unconsciously opened her mouth and a tingling sensation began to spread outward from between her legs.

“I want to suck your cock,” she whispered just loud enough for Kim to hear. She loved to taunt Kim before she gave him a blowjob.

It wasn’t logical, but Kim enjoyed the game Sallie played before she went down on him. His cock ached to be inside her mouth, but he did nothing to rush her. He watched the tip of her tongue slowly drag across her lips, making the complete alsancak escort circuit twice before disappearing from view. It was a battle of wills, usually one he lost. Most of the time he would grab a handful of Sallie’s hair and push her mouth down onto his cock, but tonight he wanted to see the entire show. He noticed her other hand was moving downwards; it disappeared from view. Sallie’s eyes closed for a moment and she drew a sharp breath.

“I’m so fucking wet.”

Unable to resist, Kim grabbed for Sallie’s head. He longed to feel her mouth on his cock, but she ducked away from him.

“Not yet,” she said, extending her arm but keeping her hand wrapped around his dick. Sallie’s hand emerged from between her legs, slowly making its way up her body until it reached her breast. She tugged on her swollen nipple, and then leaned forward until she felt his hot, hard erection press into the firm flesh of her breast. Sallie liked her breasts, despite their diminutive size, and she had no doubt that Kim felt the same way. Her only regret was she was not well endowed enough for Kim to tit fuck her. When her large breasted friend had joined them for a threesome, she had watched with a mixture of arousal and jealousy when Kim had thrust his throbbing erection between Marie’s ample D cups until they were covered in thick streams of cum. She looked down at Kim’s erection and noticed a bubble of pre-cum seeping out and smearing onto her breast. Obviously he found her breasts quite arousing.

“Have you ever seen Harry naked?” Sallie asked.

“I guess so,” Kim replied, surprised by the question.

Sallie continued her interrogation, “So what does he look like? Does he have a big dick?”

“I don’t know, I don’t really pay attention to things like that?” Kim answered.

“Really?” Sallie said quizzically, “I mean I check out other women’s tits… I figured guys did the same thing.”

“No, it’s not like that with guys,” Kim said.

Sallie took a deep breath before continuing, “I wonder if I will like Harry’s cock as much as I like yours?”

“How about less talking and more sucking?” Kim suggested. Rather than feeling jealous about the idea of watching Sallie ride Harry’s cock Kim found the idea surprisingly arousing, but he wasn’t sure he wanted Sallie to think talking about Harry’s dick was a turn on.

“I don’t think I was this pushy when you were getting ready to bang my friend, I think you would be well served to remember who is supposed to be the primary beneficiary of this little adventure,” Sallie said.

“Point taken,” Kim replied.

“Now, how far are you willing to go to please me?” Sallie inquired. She smiled, despite being in what appeared to be a submissive pose she felt like she was negotiating from a position of strength.

“What did you have in mind?” Kim asked.

Well…” Sallie drawled, “You seemed to enjoy watching Marie and I making out, maybe you and Harry could do the same.”

“I’m not sure Harry’s into guys…” Kim said.

Sallie swirled her tongue around the head of Kim’s throbbing erection, “I will see what I can do to convince him to indulge my wish. “

“How far do you want me to go?” Kim asked

“We, lucky for you I, love cock and I don’t like to share. You don’t have to get below the belt. I’d be happy with some hard core making out,” Sallie said.

“If you can get Harry to agree I think I can live with that,” Kim replied.

“Let me show you my opening statement,” she said.

Sallie lowered her head until her lips were a fraction of an inch from the engorged head of Kim’s cock, “I wonder if both of you will make me come?”

The way Sallie had been stroking his cock during their discussion had Kim close to coming, and feeling her warm breath and the vibrations of her voice inched him buca escort even closer. The mental image of Sallie on her hands and knees as Harry rammed his cock into her dripping wet cunt flooded into Kim’s mind. He had made Sallie come with his cock, with his mouth and with his hands. He had watched her use her own hands and a variety of toys to make herself come, and now he was going to see her come with another man. Kim’s cock ached to be inside her mouth. Sallie’s constant teasing had him on the edge of climax.

“I’m not sure we have time for a blowjob? Harry’s probably at the hot tub wondering where we are.” Sallie teased.

“I don’t think this will take very long,” Kim replied. At first he thought the blowjob was just going to be foreplay, but the longer she teased him the more he wanted to come in her mouth. He imagined her lips wrapped around his swollen cock with a stream of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth.

“Will he think I’m a slut if I fuck both of you?” Sallie pondered aloud.

“I don’t think he will complain too much,” Kim said, again reaching for Sallie’s head and missing.

“I guess we will find out soon enough,” Sallie said, finally lowering her head onto Kim’s erection. She pulled his cock away from his body and looked up at him.

Getting a blowjob from Sallie was quite a production. It wasn’t just the sensation of her mouth around his cock that made the act so enjoyable. It was the slow build up, essentially foreplay to the foreplay. It was the way she whispered to him what she planned to do. If she was feeling especially generous she would beg him to come in her mouth. Kim watched as Sallie’s head bobbed up and down, her lips sliding along his rigid shaft. She always made sure he had a view of his cock vanishing into her mouth. Her hand followed the same path. He was watching her go back and forth, back and forth; each repetition brought his orgasm closer. The movement of her other hand caught his attention. Her fingertips glided down her face and on to her throat. They moved to her breast. At first they spread out, then her fingertips moved towards her swollen nipples they came together, pinching and tugging on the amber nub. Kim had been with women with bigger tits, but none used their breasts more erotically than Sallie. He felt her moan as she played with her tits, then her hand began to move again. It disappeared between her legs. Kim’s eyes returned to watching his cock slide into her mouth. He was balancing on the point of no return.

“Oh, oh, oh… Sallie … I’m going to come,” he stuttered.

His announcement was hardly a surprise; Sallie had noticed the distinct taste of his cum leaking into her mouth. She pulled her head back and stuck out her tongue, rubbing the head of his cock against it. She slid her hand over the head of his dick and began to stroke his rigid shaft faster and faster.

“Oh baby, I want it. I want you to come in my mouth,” Sallie moaned, then pressed his erection against her tongue again. Seconds later she felt his cock jerk and the hot, thick liquid spilled out. After the first few spurts coated her tongue she inhaled his dick and the rest of his load flowed down her throat.

The sight of the pearly goo splattering onto Sallie’s tongue and into her mouth made Kim’s knees weak. He struggled to remain standing as she sucked every bit of cum out of him. She continued to stroke and suck on his cock until he was dry.

When she felt his cock begin to soften Sallie let his slip out of her mouth, “Do you think Harry will be able to refuse that argument?” she asked.

“Fuck no,” he replied.

“I’m going to find out, give me a few minutes to plead my case then come join us,” she said as she put on her swimsuit.

After he watched her slip out Kim picked up his own swimsuit and put it on. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror; it was quite obvious he was still aroused. He picked up a towel to hide the bulge in his shorts and headed for the hot tub.

*

I hope you enjoyed part one, please rate and comment on it. I’d like to know if the shorter format is better than one long story ( this would have been 23 pages long ).

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I was forty years old, a widower and a father of one young boy. My beloved wife of 15 years had succumbed to breast cancer the year before and I was feeling the urge to move on, if not for my sake but for that of my 2-year-old son. Still I didn’t want to go on blind dates, nor frequent the regular divorcée pick-up spots, or heaven forbid join Tinder. The dating scene had changed so much since I was young and single. No, I wanted a different approach and as a software engineer, I thought that I knew just the way to go about it.

I wanted a young woman, someone with lots of energy, and less likely to get sick and die on me and my son. I wanted someone who was a giver, someone sweet, someone who loved kids, and someone who wasn’t too ambitious. Finally, I wanted to find someone who would be grateful for the security and love we could provide them.

My wife had been the typical blonde blue-eyed bombshell. A classical beauty from her hair follicles down to her dainty toes. At the time, my tastes were rather stereotypical for a white guy and from the ogling that my wife got every time we went out in public I could see that most men agreed with me. But over the years, the physical look of my perfect woman had changed. I found myself more and more attracted to brown skinned women – Latinas, Middle Easterners, Africans. But given where I lived, in Southern California, Latinas would be in more plentiful supply and less of a culture divide away than someone who was Muslim or from Africa. I wanted a young woman, fresh and innocent, just into her last teen years, who I could mold and transform. I wanted a taut, strong, healthy body, someone who could bear me children and help me raise them. I wanted a quick lively mind, not a quitter or a settler.

From my days at law school, I knew a classmate who was a practicing immigration attorney. Every couple of months we would meet for a drink and he would tell me his sad stories of families separated through detention and deportation. I decided I would take advantage of his do-gooder nature and ask for introductions to families where I could offer “assistance” but I would be upfront that I was looking for a wife in the process. Several weeks later, and our regular drinking session came up. I met my friend, Jeff, at the bar we frequented and we headed off to a booth to drink up our beers in relative peace and quiet.

“You know Jeff, I’ve been thinking a lot about the need to move on and find a new wife, if not for myself as much as for my son” I said.

Jeff heartily agreed: “It’s past time.”

“So, I was wondering if you might be able to help me?” I said.

“How so?” said Jeff.

“Well you are always sharing your sad stories of separated family and I was thinking that perhaps I could help out by marrying someone and providing some cash to pay for lawyers.” I said.

“Go on.” Said Jeff. He was a skilled interviewer and knew when to keep quiet and draw out information.

“Well I’d be willing to help out a family in need by marrying a daughter for example. Do you know anyone that might fit the bill.” I said.

“As a matter of fact, I do,” said Jeff, “but she’s quite young, I don’t know if that is what you are looking for. Gabriella is her name, she’s Guatemalan, she came to the US illegally at age 12 with her parents and two younger siblings but they will probably get deported within the year if something doesn’t change in their situation. If you were to marry her, there is a good chance I could get the whole family an emergency stay and then over time a Green Card. She’s 18, wears braces, pretty sure she’s a virgin. Basically your quintessential good Catholic girl. Is that what you really want?”

“Well is she somewhat good looking?” I asked.

“She’s got that innocent cute thing going. Tallish, great smile and dark eyes, medium chest and round butt. Here is a picture I have of the whole family.” Jeff said. He showed me a family shot that included Gabriella next to her parents. She was definitely cute, despite the braces, and looked like a nice wholesome girl.

“So how do we meet and see if it would work?” I asked.

“I’ll reach out to Gabriella. She’s the one who I speak with most of the time since she can translate for her parents. I can give her a rough outline of what we’ve been talking about and I’ll see if she is game to meet you. Sounds good?” Jeff asked.

“Sounds perfect.” I said.

So a few days later, I’m sitting in an upscale café in town, sipping a latté, wearing smart but casual clothing and my hair neatly combed in place. Jeff had shared a photo of me with Gabriella so she would recognize me. I’d arrived a few minutes early to grab a quiet corner spot, as I didn’t want anyone else to hear our conversation. At the appointed time, Gabriella arrived, she was wearing a tight-fitting white shirt and jeans with her hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. We recognized each other at the same moment and I waved her over to the table, getting up to greet her properly.

“So nice of you to come meet me.” I said.

“No problem. Jeff said I should have a chat with you and I trust him so here we are. He said you might be izmir escort able to help my family.” She said.

“Would you like anything to drink?” I asked. Of course she asked for one of those dreadful syrupy coffee drinks but I was happy to oblige.

Gabriella took to slowly sipping her drink waiting for me to start the conversation. So I asked her a couple of questions about her parents and siblings, her schooling, and her home life. She was the typical 18 year old, chafing at the bit to be free of her parents, but at the same time very loving and concerned about her siblings and the fate that might await them should immigration finally catch up with them. They were living in a two bedroom apartment with one small bathroom and no privacy at all.

“Well I think I might have a solution for all your problems at the moment. I’m a widower with a two-year-old son and I’m looking for someone to fill the void of my wife in our lives. I have a four bedroom house with a large backyard. I’ve saved up plenty of money over the years and my current job pays well. We have no troubles in our life. If you’d consider marrying me, I’m sure we could help out your family with its immigration status and get them into a nice apartment in a better part of town with better schools. I’m not asking for an answer right away. In fact, if you are interested I’d really like you to meet my son and then if you think it’s a good idea, get to meet your parents.” I said.

Gabriella eyes had widened to dinner plates by that point. Clearly, Jeff had not spilled all the details of my arrangement, which was probably for the best. I could see she was processing the pros and cons of the offer. Pros: money, help for her family, and getting out of the house. Cons: living with a 40-year-old man with his young son. She regained her composure and said: “I guess I didn’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t this. I’m not saying no but I’m not saying yes. But I would like to meet your son and see your house. Any chance we could go now?”

“Of course. When you have finished your coffee we can head out.” I said.

I escorted Gabriella to my car, a very nice BMW SUV, and she rode shotgun back to my house. She was clearly comfortable enough to go with me to my house which was saying something. We pulled into the driveway and I went around to open her door and we walked up to the main door and went in. Sam, my son, was playing in the backyard on the play structure I had built him. He was under the watchful eye of our regular nanny, Josie, a middle-aged Irish woman who probably had an interest in replacing the former Mrs. Smith if she had only had the chance. I dismissed Josie who gave me some curious looks and then I introduced Gabriella to Sam. She was clearly a natural with kids, she immediately got down on her knees to be at his level and gave him a little hug asking if he would like to be pushed in the swing or play hide and seek. Of course he was thrilled to be getting the attention and then went off together playing multiple rounds of hide and seek in the garden. Gabriella made sure to be relatively easy to find.

The way they were interacting made me feel very at ease. She was clearly happy to be around a young child and was able to relate well. Finally, Sam tired out and we both took him upstairs to put him to bed. Gabriella tucked him into his crib and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Sam for his part wrapped his little arms around her neck for a tight hug.

Next I gave her a tour of the house showing her the various rooms, including the master bedroom and bathroom. We finally ended up in the large open kitchen where she asked if she could have a glass of water. I got her one while we sat on bar stools next to the kitchen island.

“So what do you think?” I asked.

“You have a delightful son, and I can see you both love each other a great deal. Your house is so warm and inviting. And this kitchen is magnificent. In fact, if I’m auditioning to be your wife don’t you think I should cook you both a meal?” She said.

“That’s a great idea. When would you like to do that?” I asked.

“No time like the present. I could go shopping for ingredients and then cook dinner tonight?” she said.

“Why not. Do you want the car?” I asked.

“Yes, that would be great. Do you like Mexican food? I know a great store around here that I could go to.” She said.

“Mexican sounds great. Here is some cash to pay for the food.” I said as I passed her the keys and some money.

An hour later, Gabriella returned with a bag of groceries and set about preparing dinner. It felt good to have a woman in the house again and hearing the chopping of vegetables. Not that I’m against doing cooking and cleaning but it’s nice to be spoiled for once. Gabriella had even managed to find my wife’s old apron. The smells wafting out of the kitchen were delicious. I knew we were in for a treat. Just before dinner time, I heard a call from Sam’s bedroom and went up to get him. He was overjoyed to see Gabriella still in the house.

I set the table with Sam desperate to have Gabriella sit next to him and alsancak escort feed him. Gabriella had made something simple for Sam and a delicious chicken mole dish for the two of us. I was suitably impressed. Sam couldn’t get his eyes of Gabriella and was chowing down on the food, including a heap of vegetables that he usually was at pains to avoid. After dinner, Gabriella helped with bath-time and putting Sam to bed. It was 7:30pm by the time Gabriella was leaving. I thanked her profusely for her help and heap praise on her cooking and the way she got along with Sam. She could tell I was impressed. So she turned to me and said: “If you up for meeting my parents I think I’d like that. You could bring Sam along too. We usually do a cook up in the park with some other families on Sundays after church. I’ll send you the details via text. Give me your phone and I’ll put in my digits.” With that she entered her number and made a text message to her phone.

“Can I call you an Uber?” I asked.

“No, I’ll take the bus. There is a direct route from here to home so it’s no problem.” Gabriella said and off she went.

That night I had a vivid dream, it all seemed so real. Gabriella was running around the back yard naked as a jaybird, laughing and giggling, teasing me and telling me that I wasn’t going to catch her. But she wasn’t trying too hard to get away. I woke up in the morning with a huge erection. I had it bad already after just one “date”. I texted Gabriella that day to say how much I had enjoyed our day together and that Sam was still asking after her.

The next week passed quickly and before I knew it, Sam and I were in our clean and smart duds heading to the park around the corner from Gabriella’s apartment. There was a large gathering of about 30 people around a smoking grill which I assumed was the right party since just about everybody was Latino looking. Gabriella broke out of the group and grabbed by hand and that of Sam to introduce us to her parents. What I hadn’t told Gabriella was that I was a pretty decent Spanish speaker so she was a little astonished when I followed up her introduction in Spanish with one of my own thanking them for inviting us.

Sam ran off to play in the sandpit with a bunch of kids his age that were under the watchful eye of a couple of aunties. Meanwhile, Gabriella’s dad and mother were relieved to be able to speak with me directly about my family, my work, my upbringing and ultimately my interest in their daughter. I imagine they had been quietly suspicious at first, but I think they came away with the belief that my intentions were honorable – at least I wasn’t going to love her and leave her if we started a relationship. Gabriella listened from the sidelines, interjecting from time to time, describing my wonderful son, our lovely house, and how much fun she had with us both.

Her parents were simple people, who cared about their family and Gabriella in particular. They weren’t impressed by anything fancy, they just wanted their daughter to be happy. Yes, the circumstances of our meeting were a bit unusual but they seemed willing to overlook the age difference and the extra child. A few hours later it was time to leave as the party wound down. I offered to help with the clean-up but was shooed away. Gabriella’s mother made a point of exempting her from helping and told her to help me get Sam into the car. So we walked off hand in hand looking every part the family already except for the age difference.

Once we reached the car which was parked around the corner, Gabriella helped Sam into his car seat and then turned to me, put both hands on my waist and said: “You were amazing today. I’m so proud to have brought you to meet my parents.” Then she moved in gently to give me a simple peck on the lips. She flushed a little pink in the face perhaps wondering if she had gone too far. I put my arms around her to reassure her and returned the kiss. “Me too. I had a great time and loved meeting your parents. Let’s meet up later in the week, are you free Wednesday evening? I can book Josie so we can have an adults-only evening.” I said. “Sure I’m free, say 6 o’clock? Where shall we meet?” She asked. “I’ll come and pick you up.” I said.

That Wednesday I arrived prompt at 6 o’clock to the apartment of Gabriella’s family. Her mother opened the door and ushered me in to take a seat for a few minutes. Not too long after, I heard sounds down the main corridor and out she came. Gabriella had been transformed. She had on a small black dress, her hair was stylishly blow dried, she has tastefully applied makeup and he nails were polished. She no longer looked like a gangly teenager but more a confident woman. The braces remained somewhat marring the whole picture. I complimented Gabriella on her look, making sure it was in Spanish and that her mother was listening. She shooed us out of the house, saying not to worry how late we stayed out. I knew I had at least one ally in the family!

Since this was our first proper one-on-one date I wanted to make sure to make the most of it to woo Gabriella. We drove to a trendy restaurant that buca escort had only recently opened. Typical “farm-to-table” type place. There was a good mixture of bearded hipsters and regular people. Fortunately, the hostess didn’t bat an eyelid when seating us, I guess I was a bit guilty that I would be seen as a sugar-daddy or perhaps her real daddy – which was possible given our age differences. In some ways, this dinner was a bit of a low stakes test to see how Gabriella could handle herself in an adult setting.

I helped Gabriella into her seat like a proper gentleman and we perused the menus. She scanned the menu and ordered a mid-priced entrée. I followed suit. It was good to see she wasn’t extravagant when given the chance. We talked about the future what we both wanted out of life. Gabriella wanted to be a mother and take care of her family. She also wanted to make sure her brothers and sisters and parents were well taken care of. I let her know I was looking for a wife who would take care of us and have more children to love. We were remarkably congruent in our needs and goals.

After dinner I asked Gabriella if she wanted to come to my home to spend some time alone. Sam was staying with his grandparents so no one would be bothering us. The sexual tension was high when we got home. Gabriella took my hands and led me to the sofa. She pulled me down to the sofa and started giving me a searing hot kiss. I started fondling her breasts and rubbing her crotch. Gabriella’s breath became ragged and she orgasmed with a nearly silent gasp coming out of her mouth. I knew that if I wasn’t the responsible one, she would lose her virginity tonight and I wanted to respect her family and wait for the wedding night that I hoped would only be weeks away anyway.

The next day, I met with Gabriella’s father at a local coffee shop. I told him about my family situation, how much I like Gabriella, my financial prospects and stability. Finally, I asked for her hand in marriage. He asked only a few questions and seemed satisfied by my answers. He was happy, he said, to accept me into their family. “My only wish is you are good to my daughter and make her happy. Oh, and give me a grandkid or two” he said. Of course, I was happy to accept those terms.

With the father’s consent granted, it was time to get a ring and break the news to Gabriella herself. My cousin was in the diamond business so I went straight to him. I wanted something a bit larger than normal but not too ostentatious. We settled on a 2 carat princess cut in a simple platinum setting – classic and tasteful. Properly prepared with the black velvet box, it was time to pop the question. I’d proposed to my first wife on a sandy beach while on vacation. This time it would have to be more simple. I invited Gabriella for a walk in my favorite woods nearby. There was a lovely overlook with a bench that had a breathtaking view of a lake and the mountains beyond. That is where I got down on one need and ask Gabriella to be my wife. She was totally surprised, probably thinking I would take much longer to make my decision. She wept and hugged me and most importantly said “Yes”.

Given the family’s immigration situation there was no time to lose on the wedding preparations. Her family got into high gear. Gabriella’s father was a proud man and he made it clear that he would be taking care of the wedding expenses. Two weeks later the day came and I pulled up in our car with my son Sam pressed into service as the ring bearer. We got their early and did the last minute preparations in the vestry. Sam was dressed like a mini-me. At the appointed hour we walked out to the front of the church and waited. Jeff was in one of the front rows – he was looking pretty pleased with himself. This was the first time he’d played matchmaker. I suspected that with this success and his clientele mix that it probably wasn’t the last time. Gabriella’s extended family and friends overflowed from her side of the church and they started to fill our side making it look a little less uneven.

Finally, the wedding march music began, and for the second time in my life I stared down the aisle looking at my future wife. Gabriella’s light brown skin contrasted with the bright white gown. She’d taken off her braces for the day, and her smile was a delight if a little crooked in places. Like all brides she’d lost a bit of weight with the nerves of it all. For the benefit of both sides of the church the ceremony was bi-lingual and Catholic. I’d had to get special permission as a Protestant – but these days the Catholic church was happy for any new souls!

I can’t honestly remember much of the ceremony nor the reception that happened after. It was all a blur. The first time I caught my breath was when we had transferred to the car to be driven away to the airport. I’d booked us into a wonderful plantation house of some long forgotten Southern family in West Virginia. I wanted somewhere quiet and remote where we could get to know each other better without any distractions. When we arrived, we drove down a long curving driveway complete with drooping trees covered with Spanish moss. Our suite was huge and had a fireplace and large bathroom. After a quick bite to eat in the dining room we retired to the bedroom and I placed the “do not disturb” sign on the doorknob. We each took turns to shower and get ready for bed. I was first and slid under the covers while Gabriella took a small bag of clothes with her into the bathroom.

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The Choice. (The best and worst year of my life.)

Part 2.

The beginning of the year.

Note from the author.

Thank you all for your feedback. This is the second chapter of this story. It flashes between Brandon and Monica, as all these events are important to the overall tale. In the last story we saw the beginning of the union between Brandon and Monica. Now, Stella is claiming she was the one dressed as the Deviless and we see the aftermath of it.

-Foreword from Brandon-

Well, I wish I could tell you all that Monica had made up parts of this, or even exaggerated bits of it to make me, or herself look better or even to make parts of it seem less crass, tacky and tasteless but I can’t. I personally don’t think my cock is as big as she claims it is, or that I was as arrogant as she portrayed me, but the facts of the story are more or less true.

I want you all to understand the changes that had come over me while Monnie was off at school. Because to be honest with you, that plays a big part in why things happened like they did. Over the years I had grown tired of the name calling, the constant berating and being bullied, so I made it my mission to change it. I had to deal with enough of that bullshit from Tom on a almost daily basis so I was tired of it happening at school too.

Don’t let Monnie fool you. I noticed she did leave one part of it out. While Tom did make my life a living hell since almost the day I was born, Monica wasn’t much better. She was daddies little angel her whole life, and I was the annoying little kid who wanted desperately for daddy to notice him. So, she had a few nights of name calling and ridicule alongside her oh so loving father. Mother, bless her heart, always put a stop to it whenever she realized what was going on though. Through thick and thin, I could count on mom.

Now, when she left for College dad seemed to blame me. Like it was my fault she had accepted a college that was half a state away. Whenever mom was working Tom would find new ways to humiliate me. A few times he called over all the most beautiful girls in the neighborhood and then proceed to call me downstairs fresh from the shower. So, there I was, 5’9 and 295 pounds with a towel around my waist as they all laughed at the tub o. When I came downstairs one day and heard Tom berating my uncle Randy with such cruelty that mom was crying I had had enough.

I talked the couch of my high school football team to let me play the next year. My sophomore year. At first he didn’t want to let me, but after I begged,yes I am not to proud to admit I begged, he allowed it. Third string offensive linemen. Then, after a summer of working out and him seeing how my body was progressing I was moved to third string middle linebacker. The first day of practice I was promoted to second string and by the end of the first week, I was one of the starting linebackers. I began to get more and more defined, and more confident when the cheerleaders started to notice me. All of Monnie’s friends were out of high school so they would have no idea I learned what they saw me doing on that picnic table from two of the hottest cheerleaders on the squad.

By the time the summer of 2010 was rolling to a close, I had the body I always wanted, the confidence I realize now I deserved, a chip on my shoulder the side of Texas and a string of broken hearted high school girls in my wake. Then Halloween happened and I found myself with the hottest piece of tail I had ever seen. She did everything I ever wanted a girl to do and more. Then, when I came out of the bathroom she was gone. Just as I was about to leave the party I found her again. The beautiful goddess dressed as a devil. We danced a few more times but she wasn’t as aggressive, sexy or flirtatious as I remembered, but she was interested. When the night was over we all pulled off our masks and my angel in a devil outfit was a woman who was without a doubt the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Long red hair that curled in ringlets. Blue eyes so dark and intense they looked like a endless picture of the deep blue sea. Her nose was small, but cute like something you wanted to kiss the tip of. Her lips were full, pouty and begging to be kissed. Her waist was a bit thicker then I remember and the ass was much larger, bubblier and bouncer then I remembered and I swear the woman I had slept with didn’t have 38DD’s but I wasn’t going to complain. The two of us exchanged numbers and I went home.

-End of Foreword.-

~Brandon’s story.~

I walked out of my bedroom and headed toward the bathroom for a shower and some alone time to think about everything that had happened to me over the last 24 hours, but I had no sooner entered the bathroom door when I heard the pitter patter of little feet behind me. “So this girl just comes out and says she that she was the same girl you had seen before?” Monica demanded.

“Well….yes.” I replied with a little izmir escort dumbfounded look on my face. “How many girls do you think were there with that outfit on?”

“There could have been more then once.” Monica said with a tone that sounded defeated and a little hurt. Truth be told, I didn’t understand it. “What would you do if you found out it wasn’t the same girl. Would you still want this Stella girl or would you want to find the other one.”

“Monica, drop it. It was the same girl.” I said a little harsher then I intended and then looked up up and down the hallway. I knew what would happen if dad heard me talk that way to his little angel.

“….Just answer the question please baby br….Brandon.” It sounded as if my sister couldn’t call me her brother for some reason. Strange.

“Okay, I would want to find this girl okay?” I said with a little tone in my voice.

Then I heard the sound of the stampede. Dad’s heavy footprints on the stairs. When he came into view his eyes were popping almost out of his head. “How dare you speak to my daughter in that tone of voice. No child of mine will put up with that kind of talking to.”

I wanted to yell at him, and what am I? Chopped liver, but before I could Dad’s eyes took in me in a towel and Monica wearing a little pair of silk shorts and a spaghetti strap top and his eyes seemed to budge out of his head. “Your going to stand there dressed like that in front of your sister! You pervert. You degenerate! I don’t want you in this house a moment longer. Get out! Get out of my house!”

I took two steps toward him and all of the things he had done to me boiled over. I spread my arms, leaned forward until our faces were inches apart and hissed. “Fine. I am gone. I make enough money now to get my own house anyway. You know, from the business Uncle Randy paid for?”

Dad’s face turned bright purple the second I mentioned my uncles name. He began to scream get out, get out, over and over again. I walked into my room and slammed the door. Quickly changed clothes and packed what clothing I wanted to bring with me, a duffel bag filled with my most prized possessions and my backpack which had all my tattoo design binders in it. I threw the door open and turned toward the stairs without looking at my dad. I couldn’t. If I had seen the look of disinterest in his eyes it would have hurt too bad. Or, if I had seen the tears running down Monica’s face as she mouthed “Please no” over and over it would have broken my heart.

When I got halfway down the stairs I pulled out my cell phone and hit the first number, Stella’s from when I programmed it earlier. Surprised she picked up, a little buzzed but none the less. “Stella, it’s Brandon. From the party? So listen, I need an elsewhere to be tonight, wanna continue our date? Good, see you in twenty.”

When I got to the front door I slapped the phone closed and then slammed the door closed as hard as I could. I tossed all my bags into the backseat of my Camero and then gunned it out of the driveway. As I sped down the street I passed my mother coming home from her office party. She looked at me briefly and then I was gone.

~Monica’s story.~

I stood there in shock staring at my father as I heard Brandon’s car speed away. So many emotions were flooding through my mind at that moment. I should have told him. Even he felt something special when we had been together tonight. I should have told him! It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I didn’t just feel satisfied, I felt loved. I could still remember the way his cock felt sliding over my tongue. The way I felt as I stretched around that thick length of flesh. All of those things seemed to crush down on me at once and I rounded on my father. “How could you say that to him? He is your son! My brother!”

“He is degenerate filth and we are better off without him.” Dad snapped fiercely. Neither of us had noticed mom had come home.

She was standing on the middle of the stairs with her arms folded over her a blood soaked apron. I might add that mom went to her office party dressed as a serial killer meat butcher. Her long hair was pulled back into a sever bun and her eyes were just flat out dangerous looking. “What did you just say?” She hissed.

Dad seemed to freeze when he heard her voice and slowly turned to face her. “He was rude and disrespectful to Monica so I told him to move out. That is my final word.”

“Well good thing it isn’t mine. You can kiss your end of the year special blow job goodbye.” Mom hissed.

“MOM!” I yelled in shock.

“And I can promise you that you will not enter me in any way again until my son is back in this house. Do you understand me Thomas?” My mother asked sternly.

“MOM! Gross!” I yelled, but neither of them seemed to notice.

“Go to bed Monica Renee Jenson” They both snapped in unison.

Now even though I was 23 years old I knew better then to argue with that tone from both parents. Anyone who claims they would react differently alsancak escort is lying. So, I spun on my heels and walked back into my room.

“i am going to call him and straighten this out. If you do anything to hamper me Thomas I swear to god almighty the next time you see me naked will be when we are being sponge bathed in our retirement home!” Was the last thing I heard mom shout before I closed the door.

~Brandon’s Story~

When I pulled into Stella’s driveway my phone lit up for the sixth time in ten minutes. Five calls from home and one from Monica’s cell. Four messages. I knew everyone was okay, because if someone was hurt Monica would have texted me. I climbed out of the car and walked up to Stella’s front door. Now, Stella lived in a one story ranch style house in the nice end of town. Was she rich? Her parents rich? I had no idea at this point.

I didn’t even get a chance to knock when the door opened. “Hey tiger.” Stella purred from the doorway. She had changed out of her costume into a lace white corset, white lace panties, a garter belt, white thigh high stockings and a pair of white hooker heels. She looked breath taking to say the least. “See anything you like?”

“Your god damn right I do!” I snarled with a fire now burning and a lump rising as my cock began to awaken.

“Then come in and show me how much.” Stella whispered and held the door open.

I don’t remember closing the door. The next thing I remember was her back pressed against the door and our tongues swimming around in one another’s mouths. A part of ny mind whispered, too much tongue why isn’t she doing it like she did before? That thought however, was gone quickly.

Stella placed a hand on my chest and pushed me gently back. One hand went to her shoulder strap and pulled the straps down on that white lace bra. The other began to pull the tight black T-shirt I was wearing up. I lifted my arms to help her and the next thing I knew we were both topless. Me, hard and chiseled from the curves of muscles and her, round and fluffed from the curves of her breasts. Though I liked the way I looked now, I liked the way she looked A LOT more.

The red haired goddess before me suddenly knelt and began to fumble with the belt of my jeans with her small fingertips. “I need to see this thing” she purred.

A eyebrow lifted suddenly and I said softly. “What do you mean? You’ve already seen it.”

“Yea….but I need to see…..oh my god!” She was cut off mid statement when the length of my thick shaft came free of the jeans, slipped through the crease in my silk boxers and slapped her in the face. Her tiny hand raised and wrapped around the shaft and began to lift up and down. Her hand squeezed a bit harder then I like, and she stayed around the head a little more then I remember, but all and all I enjoyed it.

The next thing I felt was the warmth of a mouth wrapping around the thick red head of my cock. The little red head threw her head down with wild abandon and when she reached around the six inch mark her whole body shuttered as she choked hard.

About this time I thought that maybe my sister was right. The girl from tonight hadn’t choked at nearly that length, but when she threw her head down and I felt my cock being forced into and down her throat all rational thought left my head. All I could do was growl softly in pleasure and lace my fingers through that mass of red hair.

“That’s it baby, suck that cock.” I snarled.

My fingers wrapped around the red locks and began to guide her. When she submitted to my tongue I let out a growl of triumph and began to move her head back and forth by the hair. Growling moans escaped me whenever I guided her back deep and entered her throat. The fact that my beautiful deviless hasn’t allowed me to do this hadn’t struck me yet.

The feeling of her vibrating moans around the base oh my cock went chills down my spine. When I looked down and saw her hand buried in those white lace panties I felt a familiar surging deep in my stomach. Some men claim to feel it in their balls, but I never did. I felt it deep in my stomach, the same place that hurts when your hit in the nuts. So deep in your stomach it almost feels like your back.

“That’s it baby, suck that cock. I’m gonna cum and your gonna drink it all like a good girl aren’t you?” I hissed.

She looked up at me with those big blue eyes and eagerly nodded. Her lips wrapped tighter around my shaft and with one final mammoth thrust I buried myself balls deep in her throat and with a rumbling growl I unloaded deep in her throat. The bursts of my seed felt like they came out in torrents and I watched as her eyes widened and little tears build in her eyes.

After a split second to calm myself down I pulled myself from her throat and she coughed in earnest and swallowed a few times to clear her throat of my spunk. When her beautiful sparking blue eyes lifted to me the look in them about made me weak in the knees. Any thought my cock had buca escort of deflating after the huge orgasm died and it sprang to renewed life. Her look was one of blind lust.

“Fuck me on the floor. Fuck me on the couch. Fuck me in my bed, but for god sakes, fuck me!” She yelled with need.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I leaned down and picked up my new trophy and carried her through the house. When I found the room with pink sheets, pink curtains and little teddy bears I knew I had found her room. Like she weighted nothing I tossed her onto the bed and began to crawl up between her legs. I placed a single kiss to the center of her panty clad lips when I heard what sounded a lot like a sound of disgust.

“….Um….no lover. I don’t like that.” Stella whispered.

My head came up suddenly with a look of disbelief in my eyes. That’s twice, how could any woman not like that?

“I don’t like it…..please fuck me, I need to feel that amazing cock inside me.” Stella pleaded.

The fact that I had done this hours ago and she had reacted like it was her greatest moment in life and now suddenly hated it wasn’t lost on me, but if you have ever heard a woman begging you to fuck her, it tends to remove all thought from your mind. I slid up her body, not even bothering to pull off my jeans and began to rub my cock up and down the length of her lips outside her soaking panties.

“Oh god, stop teasing me lover!” Stella moaned out.

Without waiting for me she reached down and pulled the fabric of her panties. The lace slid to the side and when I pushed my hips to slid up her lip again, she arched her hips and I impaled myself inside her warm depths. The red haired goddess beneath my let out a ear piercing shriek of pleasure.

At that moment I was to lost in the feeling of that warm and wet opening I was now sliding in and out of to consider it, but in later weeks I would come to realize that Stella wasn’t nearly as tight as my deviless was. Hell, even at that point I think I knew. That didn’t stop me from pushing myself in a little deeper and pushing a little harder. When you can fuck a ten, you don’t think.

I could feel the muscles of that tunnel gripping the length of my cock. The thick flesh now shining and slippery as it slid in and out. As I sped up I could feel as well as hear the sound of my pelvic bone hitting her own.

“Oh god, fuck me. Deeper! Give me more! Oh god it’s SO DEEP!” Stella screamed.

With those screamed words her whole body seemed to seize. She went perfectly still and then like a bomb seemed to explode. She began to writhe on me those large mounds of flesh swirling around from the strength of the spasm. When she finally came down she smiled up and me, thats when I let her have it.

I grabbed both of her legs and pushed them back until her knees were touching the bottom edges of those beautiful mounds of flesh. I looked down just as I thrust forward and watched as my cock disappeared deeper into her then it had ever been before. The red headed beautiful let out another piercing wail as another orgasm ripped through her tiny frame.

By the time she had been forced into her third orgasm of the night my body was covered in a thin layer of sweat and I had four bleeding claw marks down my sides. My thrusts had become like pistons with such force my cock slamming into the wall of her womb slid her up the bed toward the headboard. When her body began to tense for her fourth her eyes locked on mine.

“Come for me baby. Fill me up with that cum.” She moaned. “I am on the pill, it’s safe.”

I have to tell you, that was a life safer. Then is nothing that can ruin the mood for me like finding out a woman isn’t on any kind of birth control. When she told me this and asked me to fill her up I leaned forward on the edges of my shoes and began to drive myself into her as hard as I could. The sound of our bodies slamming into one another filled the room around us.

“That’s it, take it all like a good little girl. Oh….I’MA….I’MA….”

And with a mighty thrust I buried myself and exploded in four large spurts of cum. The amount of spunk that erupted from my cock inside her caused parts of it to begin to leak out around my cock. Exhausted, I collapsed next to her.

“Oh god baby….you were amazing.” I whispered.

“You weren’t so bad yourself.” Stella purred. “Now, get your shoes off my bed.” It surprised me how quickly she turned off the after sex bliss, but I did as she asked.

Throughout the night we had sex two more times before passing out in her bed. The next morning it would be me who was faced with choices. Do I give in and have the first morning after talk or do I leave while she slept and avoid it? The choice was simple, while she slept I left her a note explaining I had to work and I would call her later.

When my Camaro pulled into the lot where my shop was I got one hell of a surprise.

-Monica-

After Brandon left that night Me and my mother had combined to call him ten times and not one time did he answer or call them back. I knew it was my father’s fault, but a bigger part of her knew it was because he was busy with Stella. For the first time in my life, adult or otherwise I felt jealousy when it came to my brother. I went to bed and fell asleep wondering why he didn’t call me back.

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